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Whore 2 I hesitated for a minute...a black curtain obscured my view of the room. “Fuck it,” I thought and followed through. My eyes grew in surprise, it was an entire showroom of fetish ware, not the basics of the front room I had just exited. I walked around examining the cold metal cages, feeling the subtle leather of the slings and other items. There were shelves of various size toys... metal and silicone plugs, dildos and other things to fill a hungry cunt. The gear... harnesses, chaps and jocks lined an entire wall in leather and rubber. Wandering around, I examined the items... sometimes picking up an item that intrigued me. “Like what you see?” the boy grinned seeing me taking it all in. He stood behind the circular counter of glass cases full of cock rings, tit clamps, body jewelry and other items in the middle of the room. Seeing him pulling a glass pipe out of a drawer, I worked my way over and watched him light it... the wisps drifting into the air mixing with the smell of leather and rubber of the room. Walking around the counter, he blew the white cloud into my mouth then kissed me. It was all that was necessary. He smiled and took hold of me kissing me roughly. Forcing his tongue in and around my mouth, he slipped a hand into the back of my jeans and underneath the waist of my jock. His fingers began to probe my cunt and I let out a sharp hiss. “Yeah fucker,” he growled, “I’ve heard about that hungry cunt.” I should have stopped, but the chems had taken over... I missed the reference. Breaking the kiss, he rapidly undid my jeans and pushed them to my ankles. “Aww fuck!” he groaned, making his way down to my now bulging ripe jock and he fell to his knees. Leaning his head against my abs and inhaling the two-week stale stench of piss and sweat emanating from the stained pouch, his mouth gripped the mesh. Quickly, he worked my sneakers and jeans off as tossed my tshirt to the side. “Aww man, suck my cock,” I grunted, feeling the kneeling boy’s rough hands rubbing against my smooth tensed thighs. Releasing my cock from its mesh confines with his tongue, he devoured every inch of my swollen cock with his hungry mouth. I attempted to steady myself by grabbing his head. Fuck... I had never had a blowjob like this one! My senses went into overdrive with lust at the sight of the muscular boy taking my entire cock, his back arched exposing his metal plugged cunt. I rapidly face-fucked the boy, enjoying the suction of his mouth until I couldn’t hold back. Feeling my balls release an explosion of cum into the still sucking mouth, my hands slipped off the sweat slicked skin of his skull and fell to my knees gasping for air. Grabbing me by the shoulders, my talented cocksucker leaned towards me, revealing the huge load of cum I had just erupted. “Feed fucker,” he grinned, slowing releasing the milky prize into my mouth. Hungrily, I immediately opened my throat allowing the warm cum to slide across my tongue and down my throat. “Relax,” he said soothingly at my labored breathing and inhaled some of my cum scented breath deeply into his lungs. “Stay right there, I gotta do my job now,” he ordered, his hands holding my rising and falling pecs. He rose, walked behind the counter, grabbed a black duffle bag and returned. Placing it beside me, he reached down, retrieving something... a leather harness. Taking hold of the harness, he dropped it over my shoulders and began buckling the straps tightly around my pecs pushing them up and forward. He again kneeled in front of me and placed his hands on my shoulders. My now relaxed body took in the scent of black hide as he tightly fitted a soft leather armband to my right bicep. Nodding, he lightly brushed my tits with his fingertips causing them to harden and my breathing quickened again at the manipulation. Next, he grabbed a pair of restraints and securely locked them on my wrists. Satisfied, he dug through the remaining contents of the duffle bag, seemingly trying to decide on the next item. Pulling out a black leather jockstrap, he smiled and removed the codpiece revealing a hidden cock ring. “Try it on,” he encouraged or was it an order? At this point I didn’t know or in fact care. I eagerly grabbed it and stood. Stepping into the legs, I moaned feeling the leather waistband slide against my smooth thighs. “Here, let me help,” boy said, scrambling on his knees, working the waistband over my ass while grabbing my cock and ball sac. Trying not to get hard, I took deep breaths while he worked them through the metal ring. Adjusting them with one hand, he grabbed the codpiece and secured it in place before my increasing size would prevent it. Returning to the bag, he pulled out a pair of polished black leather boots, placed them before me and quickly scrambled to bring me a stool. Sitting down on the stool, I pulled the boots over my feet while it never occurred that they were a perfect fit. My hands moved to the right boot but his hands brushed mine aside and meticulously laced them as his back arched in an act of submission. Not able to resist any longer, he ran his tongue along the toe cap of the boot... licking and tasting the polished leather. I sat back, crossed my arms and watched the incredible sight of the boot-worshipping sub at my feet. Feeling encouraged by his servicing, I lifted my boot and presented the sole to see how far he would take this. I wasn’t disappointed... his tongue began to lovingly move in long strokes up and down the sole... heel to toe. I then lifted the left boot and grunted for him to repeat the ritual until I determined he was done. Standing, I brushed him aside and walked to the mirrored wall, the creaking leather of the unbroken in boots accentuating every step. “Shit yeah!” I gasped, seeing myself in leather gear for the first time as I held what I later learned was a slave harness in my hands highlighting my muscled pecs. My eyes moved down my hard abs and took in the massive bulge of the leather jock, no doubt enhanced by the hidden cock ring. “Fucking beautiful, but we’re not done,” boy whispered in my ear and guided me towards the counter. Grabbing the repacked pipe and torch, he handed it to me. “Gotta find the perfect one. But before that...” Taking hold of them, I held them in my hands... my eyes moved to the locked restraints but all I could concentrate on was the desire for the chems. I took a couple of hits, savoring the sensations flooding me and eyeing the boy that had just submitted to me after gearing me up. With a wicked smile, he opened and selected a three-inch wide slave collar and placed it on the glass countertop. Not understanding, I took a step back and exhaled a large cloud. Holding it up, he silently motioned me to approached the counter and I unconsciously obeyed all the while looking directly into his now menacing eyes. Placing my hands on the counter, he motioned me to bend forward and proceeded to buckle the collar around my neck. I trembled as I stood straight up, feeling the smooth black leather around my neck. “That’s the one,” he grunted, seeing the posture the width of the collar produced. “How’s that feel?” “I don’t understand,” I tentative said with a slight quiver in my voice, the combination of the chems and leather transformation exciting me. “You will,” boy cryptically answered, stepping around and placing a hand on my shoulder and placing the lit pipe to my lips. Hungrily, I inhaled, filling my lungs with the clouds I was beginning to crave. “It’s all for you,” he said mockingly as he slowly circled me. Not noticing boy’s movements, I continued concentrating on the rush the clouds were filling my body with until I felt a coldness at my cunt and I tensed. Slowly, his fingers roughly massaged my cunt lips until they opened up, allowing a lube slick finger to enter causing my innards to burn. At this point, I didn’t care... all I wanted was to be lost in the clouds and I closed my eyes and bent forward on the counter, allowing total access to my cunt. The invasion of my cunt went on with an additional digit... “Fucking insatiable,” he laughed, reaching over and grabbing a metal plug from the case and placed it directly in front of me. The sound of the metal clanging on the countertop directly in front of me brought me out of my trance. My eyes widened at the sight of the huge aluminum butt plug. “Go on, pick it up, whore,” he ordered... his hand still working my cunt, any semblance of submission to me now gone. I picked up the cold heavy plug with both hands, my elbows resting on the case. It must have been about 5 ½" in circumference at its widest point and weighed about 10oz. There was a metal tubing connecting the plug to the base, allowing the wearer to use it... I assumed... for extended periods of time. “Your Daddy decided on the large one, whore,” he grunted, inserting a third lubed finger inside me. I shook my head, not believing I would be able to take it. My cunt instinctively clenched around the slick fingers now manipulating the walls of my cunt, creating a carnal desire directly contradicting my hesitation. Grabbing the plug from my hands with his left hand, he slid his slick hand from my cunt directly in my mouth. “That’s a good whore, fucking taste your cunt juices... clean it up,” he ordered. The chem-fuel lust took over and I hungrily fed on the slime covered fingers, knowing that I was tasting my cunt. Shaking his head in amazement at the level of depravity I was exhibiting, he placed the plug against my now quivering cunt lips... surprised at the eagerness to accept anything it was offered. The he started to work the tip of the metal plug into my cunt. “SHIT! FUCK!” the garbled yell escaped through his fingers. I felt myself being split wide open as the tip advanced and my cunt lips slid over the expansive girth of the metal plug. Feeling the pressure increase, my breathing grew ragged. “Fucking deep breaths,” he ordered, trying to prevent me from hyperventilating. “I don’t want you passing out, you’re supposed to feel this.” He continued with no relief until, finally, my cunt relaxed. With a final thrust, my cunt lips slid over the length of the plug and collapsed on the rubber tubing, securely holding it in place. An incredible sensation shot through my cunt with the fullness and heft of the plug filling me. My cunt gripped it tightly and began to spasm around the invader until I surrendered to the most intense anal orgasm I had ever experienced. When it was finally over, I fell on the counter exhausted. Seeing my reaction, he smiled and kissed me on the cheek... his hands sliding down and playfully flicking the metal base of my cunt plug causing me to moan in delight as he licked his full lips. I hesitantly turned to look at him. “We haven’t been properly introduced whore... name’s Colin, but you they call me boy,” he laughed still working my plug. Seeing his sparkling blue eyes, I gathered the courage, met his lips and our mouths locked. Our tongues invaded each other’s mouth in lust, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. Continuing to suck each other’s tongues, my hands worked over his muscled pecs and worked his tit rings. “Fuck yeah, whore... work em!” he yelled. Moving down his waist, I grabbed boy’s ass cheeks and spread them and began to explore the matching plug sealed in his cunt. “Fuck!” he gasped into my mouth, feeling the rapid movement of my fingers thumping against the warm metal base. “Good, you’re finally prepared,” came the unexpected voice of my Daddy. Quickly turning in the voice’s direction, I quickly released boy and stood in disbelief of the man in front of me. How long had he been standing there? Was he here the whole time? Then it hit me, he had planned this for all along... I was the package to be picked up. Daddy wore a thick leather top harness across his broad muscled chest with a leather arm band accentuating his pumped-up left bicep. My eyes moved down his muscled abs to his cocooned leather bulge... the leather so subtle I could see the thick bulbous head of his uncut cock perfectly outlined. His booted legs were encased in a pair of skin-tight polished chaps that accentuated every muscle. “Go on whore, your Daddy’s waiting,” boy growled. “Boy, you have your orders,” Daddy snapped and boy quickly left. I momentarily stood there, my dilated eyes taking in the sight of my Daddy...never realizing this side of him. He definitely was the dominant one in our arrangement, but this was something else. Slowly, the astonishment subsided and the chems overtook me again. Working my way over to Daddy, all our past sessions filled my mind and I realized that I had surrendered myself to him that first night. I reached him and immediately knelt and kept my eyes lowered. “So... whore,” Daddy laughed as he held my collar tightly, “I’ve been fucking waiting for this since I first hired you. I knew right then and there what I wanted.” My eyes still lowered and no longer caring, I moaned. “Please Daddy.” Reaching down and lifting my chin, Daddy laughed, “Once you do this whore, you are mine." Slowly looking up into his green eyes, I nodded and mouthed, “Yes,” and sealed my fate. Licking my lips, I slid my mouth over the leather pouch holding the cock that I now served and began to worship my Daddy’s growing mound. Reaching up to release my prize, he growled, “No hands whore.” The mixture of sweat, cum and leather on the pouch permeated my taste buds and my determination to service cock increased. Working my way to the side, the scent of testosterone and musk invaded my nostrils and I gripped the leather pouch and released my Daddy’s cock. Sliding my mouth over the head of his massive cock, I expertly moved to take it down to the root. “Good whore,” Daddy grunted, feeling my throat surround the shaft as it rested on my tongue. Breathing through my nose, I stroked the underside and slowly began to fuck my face on his cock... all the while he held my chin and stared directly into my eyes. Feeling a stream of pre-cum from his cock, I continued to work my mouth with a lust and drug fueled frenzy for the cum within. I wanted this, I needed it. Feeling Daddy’s cock stiffen, his hands tightened on my face and pulled me completely down the shaft... my lips smashed against his groin. I couldn’t breathe... I began to panic as I felt his cock convulse and release a torrent of cum in the back of my mouth and filling my throat. Swallowing the viscous cum quickly, Daddy yelled at me to breathe through my nose while he held his cock down my throat. His hands started stroking my face and I finally relaxed and I was able to breathe again. “Good whore,” he complimented me as he rested his cock head on my tongue and a stream of liquid burst from the wide slit. “Drink whore!” Daddy commanded as he watched the surprise on my face and again held my head tightly. Tasting the acrid piss, I began to frantically gulp it down to avoid drowning... it seemed to go on forever. Feeling the flow lessen, I thought it would soon subside, but then he gripped my nose with his fingers and shoved his cock back into my mouth and down my throat. “All of it whore!” he ordered, forcing my head back to see my wide-open eyes. Then satisfied, he slowly released his hold on me and withdrew his cock. “Good whore,” he sneered, slapping my cheek hard. I fell back on the floor from the impact of the slap... my body shivering from the treatment I had just received. Part of me wanted to run... but the sweaty chemmed whore in me sat there. I couldn’t leave... in fact, I didn’t want to. Watching my Daddy walk away, I began to whimper... the feeling of abandonment overcoming me. He continued on, never looking back, and stopped at one of the shelves and easily pushed it aside revealing yet another room. He stood there at the doorway and smiled. "Follow me whore, but stay on all fours." Groaning, I wiped he remnants of piss from my chin with my hand and instinctively licked it clean and crawled towards my Daddy...

He hit me up on Grindr. I'd just let the chickens out of the coop and the roosters were loud, aka. it was early, like 6am! His pic was a cheeky smile, his stats HWP, close by, Native American, "Hi" ... I'd checked him out before but his profile read something like "4 Daddy" (I'm only 40 not 50+ and more an otter than DadBod) 🙂 After my not-fully-caffeinated "Morning" reply, he sent a pic -- of his whole body naked! 😮 He was hung and had Bull Balls. I told him that, and sent him my nudes. "I can fuck you". That ^ offer sounded like he thought I was a bottom, so I told him that I'm not a bottom, and do flip, but probably couldn't get fucked that morning. And I would have to get to work later in the morning. Usually that gets rid of dom top types on Grinder, but the guy was persistent. "OK. I like kissing and body contact, and have to get to class by 10:30." That was 180 degree reversal and Nice! And 10:30 was 3+ hours away. I wasn't horny. I'd been invited by a dom top to fuck a sub bttm just 2 days earlier. (That was fun but the "dom" top was quieter than me and apologized for having a limp dick. My dick was hard, so I fucked the bttms ass while he sucked on the dom top, dumped my load up his hole, then left the scene early.) And it'd been raining cats and dogs for days so even Mother Earth wasn't in a bright mood. But I didn't want to just blow the guy off. It's a small town, most guys are prudes, or they're only slutty via text and end up as flakes. "I'd definently be up for making out and going from there", I replied. I figured if he was a great kisser, my dick would respond, and anything could happend. "Nice", he said, "I'll get ready". Oh he's going to get ready for ...? Hmm. 30mins later, I park at his trailer, knock on the door, and he's just like his face pic. Big smile, dark eyes, nice lips, in T-shirt & shorts that show he's entirely smooth. We chat on his couch about our work, hubbies, flakes on Grindr, etc. One of his hookups showed up at the restaurant he worked at -- with wife & kids in tow! (Did I say it's a small town?) We start kissing -- his lips feel great! He moans a lot when I kiss and suck on his the neck and ears 😄 "Let go to the bedroom". We strip each other and he almost goes down on me while I stand there but I pull him up. I grab him, face to face, and we hold each other -- 2 naked men, skin on skin, holding each other, kissing each other. His entire body is completely smooth. No leg hair, no bush, no butt furr, clean shaven, -- even his pits are shaved. I'm there barely trimmed, cock bush, furry butt, beard -- not smooth. Total opposities! Except we were both 5'8. I've not had this kind of intimacy with a man in a long time and it's feeling great. We get onto his bed and keep exploring each other's bodies. My hands slide down from massaging his smooth back to his ass. I feel 2 plump & firm buttcheeks. Yes! He said he taught exercise classes, and I can feel that in his ass. He reaches down to grab my cock and this time I let him. He starts sucking on my cock and those lips and wet mouth are GREAT! I swing his ass around and make him spead his legs above my mouth. In front of my mouth is he half full cock and big bull balls, and behind that his totally smooth ass hole. Of course I must taste this beautifully endowed man! Somewhere during the sucking I get his legs up in the air, and dive my tongue into his ass hole. He moans LOUD! I'm in piggy heaven hearing him enjoy me rimming his ass, and seeing his eyes squint when I suck on his hole. He luvs it! Then his phone rings. It's his boss. Dammit! Maybe I'll be sent packing ... ... he comes back from the phone call and says he doesn't have to go to work. Awesome. We get back to kissing and something comes over me. "I want you to fuck me. I'm not really prepared for that but we can try". I say. I guess my butt was horny after all that great kissing! "OK" he says simply. I lay on my back, he pulls my hairy legs up over his smooth chest, and he just spits on his cock. No condom! No lube! He just spits on his dick and then aims for my hole!!! I expect him to ask questions any minute now. "Did you bring condoms? Are you clean?" etc. Instead, he looks at me. In my eyes. I look at his cock pushing against my hole and then back at him. He looks determined. Determined to fuck. He slowly slides his bare cock up my hole. I adjust. He's thick and long. I'm probably moaning but he doesn't stop pushing in. We keep looking into each others eyes deeper and deeper and my hole opens up to his cock. "Come lay on top of me" I ask him. I've not been fucked by big cock lots so need some time. He pulls my legs apart to his sides and lays on my chest and kisses me again. I feel his full weight on me and hug him tight. "You're really big and this helps" I whisper in his ear. He doesn't say anything but shoves his big cock in deeper. I'm sure I"m moaning loudly now, just as loud as when I was rimming his hot ass. I grab his neck and make him kiss me on the lips again. He kisses me back. I feel a throbbing sensation from his cock. Did his cock jump? Did he cum? He says nothing, raises himself up off me, I pull my own legs back tight, and he starts fucking my ass deep. Each thrust he makes deeper and deeper as he looks at me in the eyes. I moan louder and louder with each thrust and push against his waist. He grabs my right leg, turns me over on my side, lays behind me, and fucks me more. "That feels better, it feels awesome" I tell him, moaning into the pillow. My ass can handle his big cock much better on my side like this. He fucks me like this for a long time and it feels great. Suddenly, his bare cock pops out of my hole. I grab his cock with my hand and then look & sniff at my hand. It's clean but a little smell. "Well I wasn't prepared for getting fucked" I say. "That's what shaowers are for" he says, like nothing of it. I follow him into the shower and don't really notice his big cock anymore but my eyes "feel" up his ass. He bend over to turn on the shower water. I grab one of his tight butt cheeks and smack it. "You have a great ass" "Eh, you mean fat ass. It looked better before Covid." "You do NOT have a fat ass. It's firm and looks great", I tell him. He turns around and kisses me again. I make sure to get his tongue this time ... I want to fuck him now! The shower is on, I jump in behind him, he gets all wet, washing his cock off, and he bends over again. This time I get down on my knees and shove my face between his butt cheeks. His buns are so tight, not fat at all! that my tongue has to fight to get up in his hole. I finally taste his hole! It tastes clean. I get up behind him and realize my dock is rock hard. I later some soap on his back, reach around, and his him. "I want to fuck you" I blurt out. "Yea?" and squirts some soap on his finger and puts it up his ass hole. "Soap can hurt. Do you have lube?" "Yes. Let me grab some poppers" he says. He walks out of the shower dripping, I shut off the water, and a few seconds later his wet sexy smooth body is back in the dry shower with me. He bends over in front of me. I squirt his lube on my cock, and my finger, and slip my finger up his hole. He takes a hit of his poppers. I feel his hole -- it's fucking tight!! And totally smooth inside his hole, just like his whole body is. I grab my hairy cock, which is rock hard, and see the contrast. His dark caramel skin against my pale white skin, his totally smooth buttcheeks against my full cock bush, ... but remember what's the same about us: his cock was just up my ass bare, and now I'm going to fuck this beautiful man bareback too. I stand behind his ass and try to pop my cockhead in. "You're so fucking tight", I tell him. He takes another hit of his poppers. This time by cockhead pops in his hole. I hear him moan. "Your ass feels great [his name]", I tell him. I call him by his name. I'm behind him so we cannot kiss but I want him to know I'm really connecting with him. "I want you to fuck me [my name]," he replies. He uses my real name too. We're connecting and I'm luvin it. I pound his ass there in the shower. Not long and his leg starts to shake. I stop pounding. "You OK?" I ask him. "Yes, it just feels so good." He's being nice. What's happening is the shower space is hard to manage. "Let's move back to the bed." I tell him. We walk back to the bedroom, and he stands there "Where do you want me?" "Right where you were", as I walk behind him and kiss his neck then his ear and then his lips from behind. I bend him over and spread out his legs better so he's not shaking. He takes a big hit of his poppers. My cock feels his hole really open up this time and it feels great. I start pounding his ass harder now. "[his name] you really have me close" I admit to him. "I want you to cum in me" he blurts out. Damn! "Yea?" is all I can say. He's a secret pig! 😄 "Yes cum inside me [my name]." he says That sends me over the edge. I grab hold of him entirely from behind. Both my arms wrapped around him and pulling him up some from being bent over. He grabs both my legs and pulls me in. I sink into his whole body deeply. I yell loudly. I'm having an intense orgasm. I feel it throughout my whole body. Spasms of natural ecstasy. I want to kiss him again but cannot in this position so hold him tighter. My cock finally slips out as my panting recovers. He spins me around and we finally kiss. "That was intense." I tell him. He smiles and we kiss again. I remember that he's not cum. I'm no selfish top so want to make sure he cums too. "Now we have to get you off", I tell him. "Oh ..." he grins, "I came twice. While fucking you." "You fucker," I grin. We standing there face to face. He grabs me and pulls me towards him. I wrap both arms around him and pull him towards me. We stand there embraced together; holding each other tightly. Two men who fully enjoyed each other. "I think I've found a new fuck bud in this small town afterall" I think on the drive back to work.

Where I live (Indianapolis IN), is absolutely the WORST place I’ve ever lived for cruising. Nashville, Chicago, Louisville, hell, even Chattanooga is better. Any of those cities I can go out and have a raw cock up my ass in 5 minutes, at any time of day/night. Not Indy. This town makes you work for it. Well, TODAY, I went cruising to a cruisy nature area on a whim and got four (4!) loads in me. #1: Big bear with a fat 8” cock. I started sucking him. I usually don’t get on my knees, but bend at the waist with my shorts pulled down and aim my ass toward the hand not wearing a watch (toward the dominant hand). His right hand immediately went to my hairless ass. BINGO! As he moaned, and his cock grew in my mouth, he licked his finger and started probing my hole. Adding more spit, he spins me around in front of him, leans me up against a tree, and starts teasing my hole with his cock. No condom, no questions, he starts sliding in. And in, and IN. Once he’s about 3/4 in, I take a whiff of my poppers and he hilts his cock in my cunt balls deep as I moan out loud. He keeps grinding until he gasps and I feel a hot, wet, fire inside me. I spin back around and dutifully clean his cum and my ass juices of his cock. #2: As the bear was fucking me, this other guy comes up the trail. Apparently they knew each other and the bear waved him closer. Mid-30s, bearded, average bod, sexy. He whips out a nice, thin 7” c dick. As I’m cleaning up my bear daddy, #2 starts fingering the load in my hole. Once he’s satisfied I’m lubed up, he sinks his cock right up me. Again, no condom, no questions. He fucks me furiously for about 10 minutes as Daddy Bear supports me by my arms (nice touch). He starts gasping and fucking erratically before filling me with (what he said later) was a 6 day, thick, copious, load. Now I’m sloshing. #2 #3: They both head back to the lot and I’m left to get my self righted. This old man walks up to me, having spied on us the whole time from a distance. He whips out a 7.5”, uncut with a LOT of foreskin, already hard dick, and drawls “You want this?” He’s probably in his 70s, thin, redneck farmer type. I go at him with my tongue out like a whore. Bonus: under his foreskin is a bit of smeg which I greedily lap up. He said “Them two boys bred you good didn’t they?” I mumble “Mmmph hmmph”. Him: “Want s’more?” I turn around and he sinks in immediately. Gives me about 10-20 good pumps before loading me up. Now, spunk is running down my leg. #4: I somehow make it back to my car, and guy #2 had messaged me on on Sniffies and tells me he’s got a guy parked over by him that wants to breed me. So up the trail I went. Up he comes with #4 in tow. A tall, ethnic, muscly man with two full arm sleeve tattoos. We get to the spot and he pulls out a 9” uncut slab. After I get him wet, he goes right inside me like a hot knife through butter. He doesn’t last long, sawing in me maybe 5-7 minutes before he blasts a hot lava flow of jizz in me. Like, it felt like a pint of cum in my hole. He pulled out slowly, and I looked back and he had the sweetest smile on his face, looking me directly in the eyes like he was making a memory. #2 said “I told you he was cumdump”. #4 grabs me by the back of the neck and pulls me in for a deep, wet kiss saying “Thank you” in accented English. I blubbered something like “Thank YOU!” At least I think I said that. #4 This was a banner day. One I hope gets repeated soon.

For a late birthday present, my boyfriend took me to Florida and we had an amazing time. We drove overnight on the way down to Jacksonville and we were on grindr the whole way there and back. We created a new profile to find guys to help me suck my boyfriend's dick, then to fuck me and watch him fuck me. We stopped at an adult store near South of the Border in North Carolina/South Carolina and I sucked three dicks in the car before he took me to the hotel. We met a guy we'd been talking to and he did an amazing job eating my ass, then he deep throated my bf's dick by himself before they both fucked me. We drove to Hardeeville, SC and stayed in one of the trashiest motels I've ever been in for a few hours while guys came through and used my ass with my bf. He held off from cumming until the last guy bred me, then he deep dicked me and came so hard I thought he hurt himself because of the noises he was making. When we got to Jacksonville we went and saw some of his boys, then we checked into the hotel and I slept like a rock for the first night. The next day, two of his boys came through and piped me down while he watched, then he took me out for dinner at a Greek restaurant near Daytona Beach. Our server was so damn cute but we figured he was straight because he kept talking to another table about his girlfriend in Gainesville. When we got back to Jacksonville we scored a couple hookups but there were a ton of flakes, so we checked out early this morning and hit the road at 4am. Someone hosted us in this town called Eutawville, SC and I got piped down again, then we drove up to South of the Border and looked for some dicks to suck but didn't get any action. We found someone in North Carolina to help me blow him one more time, then we drove all the way home. Now he's sleeping and I'm feeling really contented but I'm also jittery and excited because I've never done anything like that before and can't wait to do it again.

I was bored at home and really wanted to breed an unsuspecting hole, so I loged in to an app that is famous among people with particular fetishes. I'm into roleplay, so that's what I was looking for. I started chatting with some guys but none of them were interesting. I was about to give up when this twink messaged me. We started talking and he told me that he had some deep dark desires. I gave him my personal number because I knew that was a guy that I could really take to my lair. But I soon found out that he was a virgin, so he was probably using the app just to jerk of. But I wouldn't give up and I planed something special to him. I started to share some of my light fetishes with him. I told him that I liked armpits and feet, and then he opened up, saying that he spent hours watching videos about it. This guy was only 18 but I could feel that he would become a perfect boy whore, I just had to help him. But I could not pressure it, so I took my time. Day after day, I started showing him new things. I introduced the guy to new stuff and sent him links of videos. He was loving it and so was I. We were talking for almost a month when I invited him to my place. I said that we would just chat and watch some videos. We discovered that we lived just a few blocks from each other and within minutes he was knocking on my door. The little guy was really nervous. "Hey, welcome, come in," I said. I had a playroom at the basement and we went there. He was gobsmacked when he saw my toys, but I was also feeling lust coming from him. "I invited you here because I want to show you some new videos I found," I said. "Couldn't you send me a link?," He asked. "Not for those particular videos, it's a really dark fetish that I did not know existed. The guys in those videos pretend that they have HIV and they play with that." "That's insane," he said. "Well, if you think about it, the other they we were talking about me peeing inside your guts. They just replaced the pee with the virus, it's kinda hot, trust me" I started slowly with a video of a guy getting fucked raw. It turned him on, I could see his hard dick through his trousers. Then I put another video, it was a pozzing one. The bottom was begging for the gift and the top was fucking him rough. Michael, my guest, was really turned one by that too. Be thought the guys in the video were just pretending, so he wasn't freaked out. By the end of the video, he was asking me for more and we watched a lot of porn. "Have you ever kissed a guy?," I asked him after we watched at least ten videos. "Not really," he said. "Do you wanna try?" He just nodded and then I grabbed him and started kissing this guy half my age. I think I was not only the first guy he kissed, I was the first person, because he had no experience at all. Being gay and young in a small town is not easy. I deepened the kiss and soon I was on top of him. This young tiny guy was really turning me on. "You are so hot," he said. "It's like a dream come true, this kiss is so good." "My cock is so hard right now, you are making me hard for you, babe," I said. "I-I want..." "You wanna suck on my fat dick?" "Y-yes," he said and blushed. I took my shirt and my trousers off, I wasn't using any pants. When Michael saw my dick, his eyes shined. He opened his mouth to say something but I didn't let him. The head of my cock entered his mouth before de could deny it. The little faggot was a natural cock sucker. He worked my shaft like a professional. I did not have to teach him anything because he took it good. "That's really good, boy. Do you like sucking dick?" He just nodded and kept on going. But I knew a blow job would not make me cum, so after some minutes I took my dick out of his mouth. "I think you were born to suck cock," I said. "But I also think you want some more, I know your fetishes. You wanna try something new?" "Yes," he said immediately. "Well, I only play safe, but since you are a virgin I know you are clean. We could play like in those videos we watched." "I don't know," he said. "It turned you on, you can't deny it. And I was turned on too. It's just roleplay, it will be fun. You know me already, you can trust me." "Maybe we can try, but please go slow" "Take your clothes off," I told him. While he was undressing, I took some lube and started spreading it on my cock. Michael was so innocent that I was almost telling him that I was really poz, that it was not pretending. Michael had a sweet little hole and I couldn't wait to knock him up. But first I rimmed him and put some more lube in his ass, working my fingers in and out. The little bitch was moaning the entire time. "You ready for this poz cock?", I asked him. "Yes," he said. "We are in a free space and you can say what you want, don't hold yourself. I'm going to fuck you, breed you and put my poz babies inside of you, is this ok?" "Yes, I want that, poz me up" "You are a little AIDS whore, aren't you?" I started making pressure and soon there was a pop, showing that my cockhead was inside him. He didn't even complain about the pain. "You see that little brown bottle by your side?," I asked. "Take it, open it and hit it two times in each nostril. It's just something that we use during sex to relax, it's not a drug. It will make things easier and better" He did as he was told and I went deep inside him. The guy did not complain, he just moaned as his guts embraced my cock. "I'm all in, balls deep," I said. "How is it? Do you like getting fucked?" "That's the best thing ever, I can feel every inch of your big poz cock inside me" "What do you want now?", I asked. "I want you to fuck me and cum inside me. Breed me and poz me" "Good boy." My cock was already leaking a lot of toxic precum inside this innocent guy and I was in heaven. That ass felt so good on my cock that I knew I would not take long to cum. He screamed loudly every time I penetrated him. My cock entered his ass hard and fast, my movement was fast and precise. I felt his ass tighten up the minute my dick came back, and I continued to put it on him, strong and violently. I felt his ass pulling me, it seemed that he did not want to let my dick out when he entered that way. After fucking him a lot, I took my dick out to relax a little bit and I saw his ass all red and swollen, but it kept pulsing. I put my dick in the entrance of his ass, and I saw that his ass kind of closed, so I started to press in the groin of his ass so that he could feel what he was holding. I asked: "Is everything okay there?" And he: "You're going really hard at ir, I don't know if I can take it anymore." I put him on his side, on the edge of the bed, positioned my cock and went back to fucking him. This time he screamed a lot more, loudly, but honestly I didn't care. I fucked him rough, without mercy. I slaped him on the butt and said: "You wanted my dick, didn't you? You asked for this big poz cock. Then take it! Little bitch. You wanted to be made a little girl, didn't you? Now handle it, AIDS whore". I was really into it, his ass squeezed the head of my dick, it killed me. He moaned a lot and made some very loud moans. I decided to finish, so I told him to lean against the wall and spread his legs. I just pointed to his ass and before penetrating him, I asked him to twerk with my dick inside his ass. He wiggled very tasty, my cock inside there was so hot. Feeling that ass of him squeezing and swallowing my cock was amazing. I gave him a few more slaps and said I was going to finish right there and breed him. I put my hands on the wall above him, made him lean against the wall and started pumping again. The fag went crazy there, feeling my hot body glued to his and dominating him. It didn't take long and he came on my wall, I didn't care much as I kept getting into it. His ass was so tight, hot and wet. I decided to come right there. "Breeding you now," I announced and told him to be quiet. "My poz seed is coming" I poured everything into him. How good it is to cum inside an ass... I like it a lot. I took it out and a lot fell on the floor, the sofa was right there and I decided to lie down for a while. He stayed there, half paralyzed, half not knowing what to do. "Come here," I said. "Was it good?" "Yes, it was amazing," he said. "But isn't it crazy? We said some dirty stuff here, but it turned me on". "That's the good part about having sex with someone you trust," I told him. "You can be yourself without holding back. I think you liked it a lot" "I did, mostly the part of the poz cum, it's kinda dangerous and hot". "I know you are into gang bang, you told me that. I have some friends that also like roleplay and they would come over now if I asked. Do you want it? I think you would really like it" "Right now?", he asked. "And they like to say those things about poz cum too?" "We can ask them to do this, it will be fun, it's just five or six guys and they are all like me, mid thirties and hung. It's one in a lifetime chance, take it or go home." "Well, you trust them and I trust you, so let's do this." "Good boy, you will be an awesome cumdump." I smiled at my little dumb bottom and started calling all my poz friends. I made sure that Michael heard me telling then that it was all pretend. Little did he know that he was about to meet some of the most poisonous guys in town.

Part 4: I lost sense of time and space. My mind was only loosely aware of what was happening to me. I enjoyed myself, I lost all control, and I felt like I was doing exactly what I was needing to do in that moment. I never passed out, but I also wasn't fully aware of what was happening to me. At times I was blindfolded, at other times I was locked in and looking forward at the screens while I was getting fucked, other times the red lights came back on. There was a show being put on for the people in the room and for the viewers on the internet, and I wasn't the star, but I was the landscape and the horizon all in one. The sex, the degradation, the humiliation, and the lust, these were the real stars of the show. I don't know how long I was there, but it had to have been at least the day. I never fully had the chance to come out of it. However, I did notice when the action stopped. Things went quiet for a time. I may have slept. I remember being wet and raw. I didn't get off the entire time and my hard on had long left me, but I was soaked through on the cushion I was draped over with a mix of my own pre-cum and the raw fluids of those who used me. I was released and still slightly out of it, dressed, and then thrown into the back of a car. I heard a few words being given to the driver, then I was pulled away from the house. The driver asked me a few questions, but I couldn't really respond. I was barely cleaned up before being thrown in the car. I likely had semen in visible places. I mumbled to the driver a few words, assuming I was being driven home. I blurted my address. The streets and landmarks passed by, but it wasn't until I was in my own driveway that I started to come to. It was now night time, probably late. My phone was dead. I fumbled for a wallet and keys and the driver stopped me, saying in a think middle eastern accent, "No no. You don't have to pay with money. Do you need help?" I nodded and tried to find the door handle. I managed to get it and open the door but dropped my phone and keys as I did. The driver hopped out of the car and started to help me with my items and getting in the house. He pulled me roughly from the car and stood me upright, holding me much tighter than I would have liked, although, I appreciated and needed the help. His hands and body heat started to stir up the longing in me. I had been used quite heavily already that day, but not having gotten off myself, nor having the chance to really appreciate the experience left me wanting more. Or perhaps, it was because I truly was a whore now. Craving cock and intimacy more than dignity. The driver used my keys to let me enter into the dark house. My bedroom wasn't far off from the entrance and I indicated where it was and he brought me there. He threw me on the bed. I landed face down and ass up, barely able to move. I felt him start to undress me, pulling my clothes around me roughly, while he said a few indistinct words. I had an idea of what was coming and I neither wanted to resist, nor did I have the energy to participate. "This is how you are going to pay". He got on top of me, my pants and underwear were around my ankles and my shirt was pulled up over my head. I was exposed, but not quite naked. I felt a few slaps of a cock against my ass and the sound of him spitting. I doubt he even needed the extra spit for lube, but who was I to tell him otherwise. He entered with aggression and purpose, diving deeply into my ass without much warning or care. He let his body rest on mind as he pumped in and out of me. I had no ability to tell how big or thick he was, my ass was too numb from the drugs and the use. As he plowed me I felt myself get hard and as he thrust inside me, my cock robbed against the comforter on my bed. He didn't last long, and neither did I. The friction from his fucking caused me to explode as he did. He bust inside me with a loud grunt and I moaned as my dick finally had a release. The driver pumped in and out of me a few more times then pulled out, slapped my ass and said, "Thanks for the payment, slut. See you around." He got dressed, leaving the door to my bedroom open, and left. I laid there in a mix of my own cum and his, mixing in with the many loads I had taken dribbling out onto my bed. I was exhausted, spent, used. I didn't even have the energy to take off the rest of my clothes. I fell asleep as is, exposed, with cummy ass to the world. I barely dreamt, but when I did, it was of cock. This experience was likely to change my life forever. The end (Maybe for now).

Went to one Cumunion when it was in a pub in South London. It was OK but places like SBN and the Vault are a whole lot better. Which might explain why there is now no Cumunion in London. Imagine that!

Do bathhouses count as in public? I fucked 3 guys in the public areas of the bathhouse. Last truly public sex was getting sucked in the park on Saturday. I had hoped to go to LA this weekend, where I usually get more public fucking, and fucking in general as I can get in 6 months here in Portland in a single weekend.

Yesterday afternoon I went to have lunch and catch up with a friend not far away. We went for a walk along the beach after and he pointed out the small section of dunes where guys can often cruise in the evenings, but in the day there was too many walkers and families out and about. So we went into some trees and found a sheltered spot to suck each other off before he gave me a nice fuck.

Cum to find out he's a big cummer too. I just wrapped up a Zoom work meeting (with 3 yng hotties) and was holding in a fart until after that meeting. Finally done, I farted ... ... well, my underwear became an instant cum rag. It was soaked with his cum. And the smell of cum filled my office. 🐷 I had to change clothes and get back to working from home. I'll message him later and ask if he had the same experience. 😜

Saturday night, in a cruising spot in bath, UK. Fucked this guys hungry ass and throat until I shot my load in his raw ass while the boyfriend and 3 other guys watched while tossing off. This bottom was one hungry cock whore who wanted that load deposited in his raw hole!

Molly and I were 18 and moved to New York right after graduation from a small town in Louisiana in 2005. We never fit in but we kept each other sane. **** For some reason it was the slapping sound that brought him back to earth. He was completely naked, bent over on an armchair, knees on the cushion, head on his arms draped on the back. He couldn't quite picture the guy fucking his ass. He'd been talking to this tall dude... Wait that was a while ago. It was the mid 30s black guy whose breathe smelled of whisky... I grabbed his dick... Yes I wanted to get fucked... I sniffed what learned were poppers... The pace of the slapping increased. My cock dripped precum. "Oh yeah baby. I'm gonna cum." He buried his cock in me. I reached back. It was big. I snapped to attention. I couldn't feel a condom. I pulled away, towards the chairback but he stayed inside, pressing his chest and stomach against my back. "I'm almost finished baby." I couldn't believe what I'd done. **** We showed up knowing nobody with a really sketchy sublet in Greenpoint for a month. The apartment sucked and was almost certainly illegal. But it was exciting. We were surrounded by characters and the city couldn't have been more exciting to us. Molly was super outgoing and within a week we had a circle of friends. Several of our new friends weren't straight. Of course that was fine but it was also genuinely novel. We actually hadn't known any (open) gay people. We ended up quickly getting close with a gay couple who also rented in our building. They were just nice guys and we quickly got into a joint cooking coop. Lol. Anyway, pride was coming up (it didn't used to be the whole month lol) and our friends invited us to a cool party the night before the parade. We were warned that it would be "pretty gay" but of course that was fine. Despite our background we were no homophobes. **** He finally pulled out and gave my ass a pat. "Can I use your shower?" "Sorry man it's not my place." I looked around. "Yeah man let's find you some clothes." "Are they not right here?" I asked and looked around. "Not sure man, you were already naked when I met you." Jesus. For now I just needed to put on clothes. My new friend gave me his sweatshirt and rooted around in some dude's bedroom until he found some basketball shorts that I could wear. I never got his name. **** The party started at some 4th floor walkup in the LES. The full floor space appeared to be separated only by Chinese panels and curtains. Molly and I got "dressed up" in a way that fully betrayed our innocence. The party was like 9:1 guys and someone had hardcore gay porn playing on the side of a bedsheet in the middle of the living area. Molly was buzzing. The place was crushed, the noise deafening. It was electric. She leaned back and yelled jokingly in my ear, "pretty good porn, huh?" Then grabbed my crotch... Where she found my rock hard cock. I couldn't believe how turned on I was. "Jeez," was all she said. I didn't know how to respond. "Chill out. It's just sexually charged." I rubbed against her ass. "You know it's all for you," I said lightly. She twisted away and melted into the thick crowd. What the fuck? I was genuinely caught off guard by her jealousy? Disgust? Whatever. No reason to let her ruin the night. I got a drink and circulated, having half heard conversations with some guys. "I'm straight." I yelled to a beautiful blonde. He also grabbed my crotch and I followed up with, "I'm pretty sure!" He put a pill in my hand and smiled. I swallowed it with some pbr. Fuck it. I hadn't seen Molly in a while and I walked around looking for her. Finally I saw Phil, half of the couple who invited us. "Ted took her home. She was drunk and upset and we couldn't find you." Fuck. This was going to be unpleasant eventually. Phil saw my face and said "look, she's gonna pass out and be alright in the morning. You should stay out and have fun." My head started swimming and I somehow decided to blurt out "I took a pill." Phil laughed and danced into the party. **** tbc

The CumUnion I attend is in Indianapolis. It’s always been well-attended and I have personally always had a blast, but there have been a few points that I’ve heard grumbled about or that I’ve noticed. Music: Definitely important for getting a vibe going. Yet one time I had a distinct what-the-bellbottomed-fuck moment when I had to endure The Captain and Tenniel singing “Muskrat Love” while I was trying to get poppered up. Another patron discovered the DJ station set up just outside the door to his room - not a good choice that time. Activities: I don’t think it would be a bad idea to have a party host or two on duty simply to mingle about and make sure everyone is actively enjoying the party. If I recall there were a couple of “contests” of some sort, but, I mean, anybody up for a game of naked Twister? Having somebody to finagle two bottoms into the same room as a handful of Tops could work wonders. Some activities may be less conducive to what most are there for - take the drawings, for example. If the music is interrupted every so often with the news that ticket no. so-and-such just won the Xtra-large jar of Boy Butter, I probably am not going to ask the Top to stop fucking me long enough to check my ticket. Amenities: If you’re going to offer limited facilities like slings or fuck benches, it’s especially important for staff to monitor those amenities during the party to ensure that the sling lizards and bench slugs don’t spoil the party for everyone else. Be sure to check restrooms frequently. Some guys haven’t yet mastered the art of cleaning out. I will say no more. Safety: I come from a public service background, so I tend to notice hazards. There are some things I think any CumUnion venue could and probably should do to head off problems. For instance: • Post a visible notice warning men that using poppers and viagra together can be deadly. • Ensure that steam room temperatures do not exceed safe limits; that steam rooms always have adequate lighting; and that egress from the back of the steam room is never blocked. I have observed failures of all these conditions at various steam rooms, and it is a miracle no one has been seriously harmed. • Ensure that the sling and/or other public equipment has been safety-checked and serviced before the party starts. I make it my business to do this at my CumUnion, because that’s what a well-trained bondage sub does, but you can’t count on that everywhere. • Be alert for lube-slicked floors. I don’t know what it is about Tops and silicone-based lube, but I’ve had to stop leaving it out for them because one of them, without fail, will spill enough of it to turn the floor of my room into a skating-rink-deathtrap. At least have cleaning supplies ready to hand that will clean up the range of lubes. Darkroom: Figure out a way to convert at least one room into a communal darkroom space. We can do without all that video porn for three hours if necessary. I may think of more, but that’s what I’ve got to be getting on with...

I am generally a nice person. I literally can't hurt a fly. I shoo them away out the window. So, please don't get the wrong idea about me when I confess to what I did here. It was out of character, but I can't say I regret it. About a month ago, I saw a cute twink on adam4adam. I'm always friendly to people I message, and I show respect. I post my poz status on my profile; but I hide my pictures and unlock them only if I am likely to meet a guy. When I messaged Alan, it was a simple, "Hello. How are you tonight?" When you're poz, it's not unusual to receive a lot of hateful responses. I suppose I should be used to it. But, maybe I was just tired of it. Alan's response was "Jesus Christ. You're POZ and OLD! Leave me the fuck alone!" And then he blocked me. Okay, I'm 28, and Alan was 21. I can respect that might be too large of a gap for someone to be comfortable with, but why the rudeness? And why are some so harsh towards guys with HIV? I tried not to let it bother me, but even a couple of weeks later, when I'd see his profile, the anger would build once again. I decided someone needed to teach this rude twink a lesson. I'm lucky that I've always looked very young for my age. My friends tell me I look anywhere from 20 to 24. Good genes, I guess. And I also have a secret weapon: nobody can refuse my cock when they see it. It's only about seven inches, but it's very thick and, if I might add, very pretty also. It took some planning: I made sure to use WIFI at a coffee shop (so that the authorities would not be able to easily find me if they investigated); and I had to make sure that I used public transportation to meet him; so that he couldn't easily identify me. Creating a fake profile on a4a is just a little too easy. I decided to not use my real pictures; but pictures from another guy's profile that looked very close to my body. The similarity was uncanny. After briefly chatting over a few days (and I made it specifically seem as if I wasn't too eager), he invited me over to watch a movie and "see what happens." So, the moment of truth. We watched a movie, and I did a rather convincing job of not being too interested. He inched over on the couch as the movie played. Eventually, he was brushing up against me. I slowly reciprocated. Before I knew it, we were both taking off our clothing. His body was perfect: slim and toned, light tan skin, smooth; and a decent-sized dick; although not nearly as thick as what I was packing. "You're so hot!" he said while we continued to make out after we undressed. Yeah .. not so gross now, I thought to myself. I had never been more turned on. Even though he was hot, the plan I had in mind for him heightened the excitement. He is going to get what he deserved, I thought to myself. Making out turned to oral. As most guys do, he instantly fell in love with my cock and made a game of trying to deep throat it. The girth, however, generally makes that nearly impossible for most, and he failed at it, but he tried valiantly. "Let's go back to my room," he said and pulled me off the sofa and led me down the hall. After some 69ing, I put the plan in motion. I ate his ass with wild abandon, tongue fucking him in between my licks. His moans escalated. "Please tell me you're a top," he both said and asked. "Yeah, I am," I replied, "but I only fuck bare. Condoms make me soft." I went back to eating his ass while he considered for a few moments. "Damn, are you clean?" he asked. "Yeah, but I just met you, so I'm not sure I wanna fuck you raw - yet" I replied. I had nothing to lose here, I reasoned. "I'm clean," he tried to persuade, "I promise you won't get anything from me. I want to feel your cock so bad. it's perfect!" Right as scheduled, I thought to myself and softly directed him, "Get on your stomach." He instantly complied. I licked the back of his neck and said softly to him "Are you ready to get what you deserve?" He played along so well, "Yeah, give it to me! I'm ready!" I ate his ass for a few more minutes, while periodically adding spit to my cock; I didn't wet it as much as i usually do, though, because I wanted him to have a little more pain that the others I've fucked. In truth, I'm usually a gentle top, but in my excitement for his hot ass, coupled with my desire to make him pay, resulted in a very quick thrust into his hole. He didn't expect such a shocking sensation. "Fuck! Slow down!" he blurted. "I'm sorry," I said, but decided to continue to ram it in hard. "Hh fuck! Pull it out!" he begged. "You'll get used to it," I replied and continued to plow fast and furiously. He was trying to yell something as I relentlessly drilled him, but I couldn't make out any words. "Ohhs and unnhs'" poured out of him as I kept power-fucking his tight hole. I was a little sad to see that he was starting to enjoy it, I have to admit. The terrible pain I was causing him was clearly turning to pleasure now as he was starting to form words, "Oh FUCK! Fuck! Yeah!" I picked up the pace, and fucked him as hard as I possibly could. The little fucker was loving it, so I pulled all the way out, and slammed it all the way in. He still seemed to enjoy it. "Fuck yeah! I love it! More more!!!" he now begged. A few more all-length slams and he couldn't take any more. "I'm going to cum!" he yelled. I continued to forcefully fuck his hole as he cried out "ahhhhh...." Hearing him cum almost set me off, but I was determined to cause a little more pain before I gave him the poz load he deserved. I jackhammered his hole repeatedly. "Oh fuck! Please STOP! I already ca ..." "Almost done," I said and then jackhammered him another thirty seconds or so while his face turned bright read and he screamed with pain. "Take my load you little bitch!!!!" I yelled as I came inside him and thrust about ten more times while I filled his ass with my charged load. I left it all the way in balls-deep, as I felt my nuts drain into his ass. Finally, I pulled out. "Fuck man, that was insane," he said. I couldn't tell if he was upset or pleased by the tone of his voice, but, I didn't care. "I hope you enjoy what you got," I said as I started to dress myself. "That was incredible. I've never had such a good fuck," he conceded. Time for the last part of the plan, I thought to myself, "if you think that's hot, I know something you might like even better." "Hh yeah?" he said, still trying to catch his breath. "Have you heard of a stealth fuck?" I asked. He probably didn't, I reasoned, since he didn't even talk to poz guys. "No .. what's that?" he asked back inquisitively. "Go to breedingzone.com and search for "stealth" stories. You're gonna love it," I answered. And moments later, I made my quiet exit. Enjoy HIV, Bitch.

Last Sunday, on the beach, just back from the sand dune under a tree bent over a branch watching the surf roll in. Surfer fucked me and flood my insides after his surf.

I go to the park by myself. This guy on the bench is massaging his crotch, so I stop smile at him. I start to walk, and he is following me. He soon passes me, so I'm following him now. We get to a spot, and on the ground, you can see condoms open lube packet. He pulls out his dick I drop to my knees and start his dick. He is aggressive as he holds my head. He is hard and pulls out. He comes behind, pulls my pants down push my legs apart, and with no lube, drives his dick in. As I'm not new, it goes right with little pain, but the feeling of a live raw dick in my cunt is lovely. For the next 5 minutes, he gives me a good hard fucking and a nice load. He gets up and leaves with nothing said. I'm left there with my pants down and my ass in the air with a load leaking out of my well fuck cunt

Bred a guy at a soccer oval last Friday.

Went fishing yesterday, and as night was approaching a short middle-aged fella with a stache approached and starts some idle chit chat, like hows the fishing, etc. This goes on a while, then I let him know I was just about to head home, but he could suck my cock before I left if he wanted to. It's always a bit risky to be so forward, but he was little and I figured the worst case would be he gets pissed off and walks away. He was a bit surprised, but he didn't say no, so I walked over to a more secluded area and he follows me. I pull out my cock and he drops to his knees, but doesn't immediately start sucking. I place my hand on his head and rub my cock on his stache and tell him to open wide. I start gently fucking his mouth and he tries to do a good job but he keeps gagging and I'm feeling a lot of teeth🤬 So I pull out he tell him we're going to try something else. I get on my knees and pull his shorts down and start rubbing his ass with my hand. He doesn't say a word and lets me run my fingers in his crack. I notice he has a tiny cock (4"?) but it's sticking straight out hard AF. I bend him over on all 4s and start licking his hairy asshole and punching my tongue in and out. I hear a few soft moans, and decide it's time to fuck him. I line up behind him, hold his hips firm, and slowly push in until I'm balls deep. He yelped a bit, but otherwise was a good bottom as I rutted his ass steady for about 10 minutes. I told him I was enjoying his tight ass and I planned to nut as deep as I could. I'm fairly sure that's when he came, so I picked up my pace and unloaded about 10 seconds later. Soon as I slide my cock out, that little fucker pulls up his shorts, gives me an angry look, and runs off down the trail. Lolol guess he wasn't expecting to let a man fuck him. So my nutsack felt awesome, and the evening was so beautiful I went back to my chair, enjoyed my pipe, and then headed back home.

I began sucking my father off while he was passed out drunk when I was 13 or 14 years old. It started around 1979, before I knew anything about homosexuality (other than knowing no one wanted to be called a homo or faggot) or gay culture and community. Fortunately he "woke up" one night when I had his cock in my mouth. Although I was afraid, because he was angry to find me on his cock, it must have aroused him as it was the first time I took his piss, and passive role in being face-fucked by him. I would suck his cock for a number of years, he was the first man to fuck my ass. When my older brother found out, and he realized our dad was not forcing me, he started using me as well.

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. The game got out of control - Part 7 (A nice, horny day) I was exhausted with the world and dog-tired, but that is also very clear, because I had been awake for 28 hours now. I looked for a place to sleep in Frank and Simon's apartment, and found it in their bedroom while the others were still partying in the living room. But sleep was not really an option, because my thoughts were playing tricks on me. I was totally turned on by the idea of getting fucked and getting cum up my asshole, at the same time I was still disgusted by it. I tossed and turned, and the butt plug pinched my bum, making me think of the next fuck with every movement. At some point, it must have been around 10 a.m., I actually managed to fall asleep. I didn't notice anything until 3 p.m., I was so exhausted. I usually never get 5 hours of sleep. When I woke up I felt somehow reborn, only when I put on the terrible but awesome memory of last night came. The butt plug pushed in again, and the pain reappeared, but at the same time as the pain my cock got up again. I was horny. But my brain sent me the signals that I should finally google for the term POZ, only my cell phone was at home, as always on the game evenings. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I looked around the bedroom and saw how Frank, Simon and Dominik slept spooned into each other. Well, the bed was big enough for 4 people with 2.20 meters by 2.20 meters. I got up slowly, as if drunk, only that I hadn't had any alcohol, and staggered into the kitchen, where I finally met Matteo. The first thing Matteo didn't notice when I came into the kitchen was he was so absorbed in typing something on his cell phone. I spoke to him: “Hi, you, Matteo, can I use your cell phone for a moment? My cell phone is at home. " "Do you want to call your wife to pick you up?" He asked me. "No, I will stay a little longer, I just want to google something." Was my answer. "So so." He said with a grin, "what do you want to know?" "I just wanted to find out what the POZ is all about." I blushed deep red when I answered. Matteo avoided me and instead said: "You are not really awake yet, come shower with me first, and clean up your sloppy bum, and then you can have a coffee." I was confused, why did Matteo avoid me, did I ask the wrong question? So we took a shower first, Matteo took care of my back and my rectal area. Suddenly and with force he pulled the butt plug out of me, I could have screamed, but didn't do it so as not to wake the others. Everyone can imagine what happens when the plug is pulled out of the cunt at high speed ... ... right, my asshole was blooming, and tons of pink sperm ran out of me. Matteo then took a silver tube with 5 holes, which was attached to a hose, and inserted it into his hole, as I learned a little later, it was an anal shower. So he put the anal shower in and turned on the water. He counted 21, 22, 23 ... to 30, so 10 seconds, then he turned the water off again, held it in for a short time and crouched over the drain of the shower cubicle. Clear water came out of him. He then said to me: "If your asshole is as clean as mine, you come into the kitchen, but first you fuck me, your cock still has to get small." I had a big question mark on my face, I'd never fucked anyone in the ass before, and now should I? "On your left is the special lubricant, take some of it on my cunt and some on your cock, and then finally push it into my starving hole!" "Uuuuhhhaaa !!!!" I started to groan while pushing in, the hole was tight. "Yes, come on, fuck me!" Cried Matteo "I can't hold out for long, you're so tight, Matteo." I groaned. I really only managed to pump into that hole 5 or 6 times then my cock literally exploded. "That's good, now we wash the lout again, and then ..." said Matteo when I interrupted him. "So what???" "Then your cock will be in the cage for today." Matteo gave him an evil grin. No sooner said than done, my cock was locked away faster than I could see. "And now clean your cunt, then use the special gel, and slide the plug up your ass again, and come into the kitchen!" It was 4 p.m. when I came out of the bathroom, Matteo was waiting for me in the kitchen with a freshly brewed coffee. He checked briefly whether the plug was properly seated, then he said: “Unfortunately I have to go quickly to buy something for the party tonight.” Almost casually when going out he said: “Oh, before I forget it, the postman might ring the bell and have a package for Simon. Please do not wake Simon and receive it. " "Wait a minute!" I was too late, the door was already closed. Ohhhh, where did I maneuver myself into? I had nothing to wear and was supposed to open the mail for the postman ... At that very moment the doorbell rang, of course it was the postman ... ... as I was told, I let the postman into the house and he came trudging up the stairs to our third floor. I opened the apartment door just a little crack and peeked out, he didn't look too bad, but I didn't want to present myself naked to him either. “Parcel for Mr. Simon Müller.” Said the parcel delivery man "Um yes, just put it in front of the door." Was my statement. "Unfortunately that doesn't work, I still need your signature." Said the parcel carrier finally. So I had to open the door and show myself to the postman, what crap. “But you are not Simon Müller, I know him. What's your name? ”He asked with a grin and scrutinized me. "I, I am, I am Benjamin Voight," I stuttered. Oh, I was embarrassed ... “Nice, Benjamin, and as I can see you are a little cum horny cunt. GET ON YOUR KNEES AND SUCK MY TAIL !!! "he roared, I probably had no other choice. "YES! MAKE HIM BEAUTIFULLY HARD AND WET! " I did my best, and with a tail of about 19cm in your mouth you can't disagree anyway. I was so ashamed, in the middle of the door frame I knelt in front of a goddamn cock and sucked it, the whole house, 3 parties per floor and that on 4 floors. There are 11 foreign parties, hopefully there were no children in the house ... Come up, spread your legs and support yourself in the door frame, I want to see your hot asshole! " I did as ordered, without resistance or reply, I wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible. "I think I have to first remove the plug from your cunt so that I can fuck and inseminate you!" He said it, and he did it immediately, a man of clear statements and deeds. Immediately after the plug was out, he pushed his rock-hard latte into my tortured asshole, and fucked me mercilessly for 10 minutes until he had a loud orgasm. He pulled his pants up again and said while walking downstairs: "I hope to see you again soon, Benjamin, you little sperm pig:" I felt so humiliated to be exposed so publicly, but my cunt was itching again and wanted more cock. Will I get some more cocks tonight? And more sperm? POZ-Cum? And what will Matteo say when he comes back and smells the sperm from the postman on me? These questions will be answered next time ... Sequel follows...

Hey guys I've been reading hot stories for longer than I should say so I finally decided to try writing one myself. Let me know what you think! I woke up on the morning of my birthday to find a bunch of texts from friends and family. I read Mike's first. "happy birthday boy maybe now we can meet :)" I was already hard when I woke up but that got me stroking. I met Mike on Grindr a few months before when I downloaded the app on my phone and said I was 18. I was curious and I couldn't wait. I had to see it for myself. I put up a pic of my smooth chest. I also cropped one of my swim team pics so you could only see me and just from my neck down. I was wearing my speedo. Mike messaged me and we started to chat about what I was interested in doing. I think he could tell that I wasn't 18 pretty quick so during that first conversation he said "so when do you really turn 18 🙂?" I came clean and let him know that I was 17 and a total virgin. I had made out with a guy on the team at a party once and I loved that but we were both drunk and never talked about it after. Mike didn't ask to meet that first time the way some of the other guys who messaged me did. He took things really slow and I really liked him. When he did mention meeting he said that we had to wait until I was 18 but if I still wanted to meet when my birthday came around he would be willing to show me everything I wanted to experience and some things I probably didn't know about yet. He let me ask him about anything I wanted even stuff that I was scared of. He said he wouldn't judge because he wished he had someone to ask when he was younger. Over the months that we chatted he basically knew all of my fantasies. Most people would say they were pretty vanilla but I didn't really know what was out there. But the one thing that I found so hot that I was scared to share was how much the idea of incest got me off. I don't know what it was because I actually was not attracted to anyone in my family but thinking about a father and son messing around always put me over the edge. Mike said it was normal and there were ways to explore that without messing around with actual members of my family. Mike was 42 the same age as my dad. He lived alone and was never married or had kids. He had two pics on his profile. One was a body pic. He looked fit like he took care of himself but not like a big muscled guy who goes to the gym all the time. The second pic was of his entire body but fully clothed in what looked like an outfit my dad would wear when he went to work. Button down shirt and pants. But in the pic he was also wearing a baseball cap and was looking down so you still couldn't see his face. All these months he never asked me for a pic of my face. I think he knew I was scared to do that. I wasn't out yet to anyone and I didn't want anyone to find out. So I didn't ask to see his face either. After I thanked him for the birthday text he asked me what I thought about meeting IRL. Was I ready? I said I think I was as long as we go really slow and maybe not do everything the first time. Could we just meet and hang out and maybe just watch some porn and leave it at that? I developed a lot of trust in Mike those months and knew that he would be the kind of guy that I would want to be my first. He said of course we could take it slow. That's the best way because there's no rush. We made plans to hang out at his place that weekend. The anticipation over the next few days made me the horniest I had ever been. We actually didn't even message each other until that Saturday. "You still up for coming over and hanging out a bit?" I told him I was as the anticipation turned to nervousness. He sent me his address. He was really close. I knew from Grindr that he was not too far but I didn't calculate what that might mean. I could bike there and be there fast. We decided to meet at 3 so I could finish this one lab that I had to turn in that was already late. He told me to text him when I was about to leave my house so when I did I told him that I was really nervous. He texted me back immediately like he knew I would say that. "I understand. Everyone's first time doing anything can make people nervous. We are just going to hang out. No pressure. You told me you smoked pot before and like it right? We can just kick back and smoke a little to relax us." He was right. Nothing was going to happen this time. We were just going to meet and put a face to the last few months. What if one of us thought the other was ugly? Maybe he wouldn't be attracted to me and I had to be ready for that. I texted back that I was heading over. That was the longest bike ride I ever took. Now that I was on my way, I just wanted to get there. But I got to his house and started shaking. I couldn't control it. He told me to bring my bike into the back so that it would be safe left alone. I parked my bike right by his back door and then knocked. He didn't answer right away and while I waited I thought there was still time to get back on my bike and go home. But I couldn't move. And then I heard the chain on the door and then it opened. Mr. Kelly, my 10th grade math teacher stood in front of me. "Hi Jake." I couldn't speak. My only thought was that I was in trouble. Now everyone would know. But Mr. Kelly is gay? He was one of the chill teachers at school that everyone loved. I never thought he could be gay but I guess I never really thought about my teachers actually having lives. He was smiling as though he was not surprised that the person who was at his door was a student he had just a couple years ago, who was still a few months away from graduating. "uhhh Mr. Kelly? I'm so sorry...I...this is a mistake...I won't tell..." He reached out and held my arm. "It's ok. Come inside and let's talk." He pulled me gently and I followed him into his house.

I’m Rick, 5ft 7, with a small waist and an edible bubble butt. I had just turned 30 and was still single. I’d spent most of my 20’s hooking up and having meaningless relationships, that never went anywhere. I was on all the usual sites and ignored most of the cruises and oinks I had gotten, that is until I received a message from ‘Daddy’; “I’ve had my eye on you for a while boy” There was no picture or any details on the profile so I ignored the message, throwing my phone on to my bed, it lit up again. He had sent his location, it was a hotel in the centre of town. Too much effort, I thought. I spent my evening tidying up and was about to jump into a shower when I got another message. This guy can’t take a hint. “Daddy is waiting.” My cock stirred, I hadn’t been fucked by a Daddy in a while. I decided to seize the moment. After having a quick shower and cleaning out, I soon found myself trying to find a parking spot in the city centre. I approached the hotel and sent a message. “I’m here. Daddy” “Room 602” I made my way to the elevator and hit the 6, noticing it was the top floor. My pulse began to quicken. I didn’t know what this guy looked like or anything about him. Only that he was ‘Daddy’ and waiting. I made my way along the corridor, there weren’t many doors. I raised my hand to knock the door when it flung open. Before me stood one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen. He towered over me at at least 6ft. He had a full head of silver hair, neatly combed back and piercing blue eyes. He must have been in his 50’s. He was wearing a full 3 piece suit and had a noticeable bulge was growing at his crotch. Lucky me, or so I thought. I had barely a seconds warning, before he reached out grabbed me and I was pinned up against the closed door. It didn’t take much for him to overpower me, he had his arm against my neck and was forcing his had into my shorts. I wasn’t wearing any underwear. He smiled and his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine. “Such a good boy.” His hand found my hardening cock, and he was wanking me off quickly. I couldn’t move, and could feel myself getting closer to cumming. I looked into his eyes pleadingly and when I went to speak he kissed me. My cock erupted, cum shot all over the both of us, even reaching up and marking his tie. “My boy should be focused on me, now you don’t have any distractions. Follow me” What the fuck had just happened, I was seeing stars. I slipped my shorts off and kicked them to the side in the hallway, along with my shoes. I followed him with my own cum running down my legs. This wasn’t a hotel room, it was a suite. He took me through a sitting room and dining room before I seen the bed, which was huge. This guy was rich. “I’m Rick” I said nervously as he turned to look at me, unbuttoning his suit jacket. “I know who you are Rick. I’ve seen you online, you’re not always on but enough to know you’re not in a relationship.” I shook me head, unable to find me words, he was down to his shirt and tie now, my eyes glanced at his tie, he undid the knot and handed it to me. “You see, I’ve been looking for that special boy. Daddy has an appetite and that ass of yours has been calling out to me.” His shirt was now resting gently on the back of a chair and his mature hands were unbuckling his belt. My cock gave a small jerk. His body was solid tattoos ran across his chest down his arms and on his abdomen, grey hair ran from his sculpted pecs down his abs to his crotch. I was mesmerised. As he walked towards me his smile faded. “Come closer boy, you’re here for Daddy to enjoy.” I stepped towards him and that’s when he dropped his trousers. I audibly gasped. “Most boys don’t think it’s real, or are too scared. You never even asked me for a pic.” His cock was huge, not just long but thick, beer can thick. It was pierced too. My ass clenched in fear. I’d never seen a cock that big in person, and rarely in porn. I took a deep breath. Daddy was now completely naked and took my hand as he lay me on the bed. He kissed me deeply for a long time, holding me tightly to him as we did. After some time I noticed the wall was completely mirrored, I could see this large muscle man dwarfing my slender pale body on the bed. I was on my back with legs pushed back, my freshly shaved hole was completely exposed. Crack! Daddy had smacked my ass cheek with his hand and whistled. “Such a fucking beautiful hole boy, Daddy is going to claim this and no one will ever fill you the way I do.” I jerked my body from him slightly, “Are you neg, or on treatment?” I blurted out, I felt proud that I had found some sensibility in amongst all the lust. “Trust me boy” His blue eyes where burning down at me, I fumbled to find words and just as I went to speak he thrust my legs up and apart and buried his tongue into my hole. “Yes Daddy” I moaned in pleasure as he devoured me. He ate my ass for so long and in so many different positions I was desperate for his cock, I hadn’t even touched it yet. He made sure to keep it away from me, purely working on my ass. A drawer next to the bed was slid open. I was handed a bottle of poppers, and the tie I had once came on. It was wrapped around my eyes, blindfolding me. My legs were on his shoulders, I could feel the cold of the piercing tickling my hole. The poppers were under my nose and I took several deep hits. Daddy’s body was pressed into mine, I couldn’t move under his weight. Then he spoke in a husky whisper into my ear. “Daddy is going to put a rag of poppers over your nose and mouth. It will help you relax, once I start I won’t stop until I cum. No breaks son, this is how Daddy shares his love” I was high off the poppers already and so horny from all the ass eating that I nodded in agreement, unaware of what I was saying yes to. He gently worked the tip of his massive cock into my ass, making sure the cold piercing was inside me. I moaned and struggled to adjust to the girth. I felt so stretched, but wanting it. “Lube please” I groaned as he tried to push deeper into me. His cock was dry and my hole felt like it was burning. He leaned back and spat on his cock, or at least made the sound of spitting, I couldn’t see. Then as my moaning increased he placed the rag over my face, pressing it into me as he pushed harder and deeper into my raw hole. “Oooh fuck boy, Daddy has got a big load for you tonight. Now open that hole for me. That’s it, you’re taking it all, one way or another.” The pressure kept increasing and my body felt like it was being split in two, I was beginning to moan and struggle with the pain. He didn’t stop, or slow down. My cries seemed to make him harder, he took what he had of his cock out of my hole with a pop. He flipped me over and had my nose over a bottle of poppers and the tip of his cock at my hole again. I heard him take a deep huff and then, without warning, the rag was forced onto my face and his hand was pulling my body backwards arching my back. In the same motion he slammed his cock into me. I moaned and screamed into his hand, but it only made my hole feel more open every time I took a breath. I was spun and my ass was on fire; “Good boy, you’ve nearly taken half of it. Now tell Daddy you want more” I couldn’t talk, I could barely think. A hard slap fell on my ass and an inch more of his cock slid into me. “Oh so I have to get rough with my boy for him to take all of my Daddy meat. Have it your way” I tried to express that my answer was no, slow down, stop, anything other than the word more. I thought I was an experienced bottom but nothing had ever felt like this. My body was completely drenched in sweat and my ass cheeks were stinging after being brutally slapped, when Daddy said. “About 2 thirds in, you’re such a good boy. Now that was the easy part. I want you to feel my balls against your hole as they empty inside you” I was on my back and the poppers had been doing the trick, I felt comfortable, albeit very full, but did enjoy the fuck. Once I had adjusted to it. Daddy was building up pace but I knew he wasn’t fully inside me yet, I was hoping my hole would naturally stretch to accommodate him, but he was just too big. I felt him lean forward and reposition himself. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply, holding my body as he started to fuck his cock into my hole with just force. I broke the kiss to scream and blacked out. “Hey boy, come back to Daddy. Time to wake up. I have a load of cum for you” It took my eyes a moment to adjust, he had removed the tie. “Third time you’ve came to, don’t pass out on me again, that’s it. Look at you, you’re so open. Feel that, my balls are right next to that hole. I’m going to flood you boy. You want Daddy to claim you? Make you his piggy?” I was so disorientated, my ass was being plowed by this man and all I could think was “Yes Daddy, cum in me. I want to be your boy” We kissed, hard. The pain was brutal and as his cock swelled to cum I nearly blacked out again. “Oh no you don’t. Look at Daddy. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” His hand was holding my face and we locked eyes as he continued the assault on my ass, my eyes glanced down and that was the first I’d seen it. A biohazard tattoo, my insides ran cold, at that same moment he started to really slam into me. “SUCH. A. GOOD. FUCKING. BOY. TAKE. DADDYS. TOXIC. SEED. ARGHHH.” He roared. I could feel it, all of it. He worked his cock half way out my hole and began to churn his load inside me, while he took my cock and worked me to another quick and very intense orgasm. I was catching my breath, my ass still being worked on, when I blurted; “You’re poz. You never said. You should have told me” He rammed his cock full force back into me, I screamed as he lowered his face inches from mine, his eyes burning into me. “You never asked me boy, you were too greedy to ask. You knew that Daddy was waiting and that you were here for my pleasure. And I think, by the amount of blood on the sheets you’re probably poz now too, but Daddy will make sure it takes before you leave.” He withdrew from my ass and my legs fell to the bed with a thud, but he quickly worked a but plug into me before I dared to object. “Best get some rest, I’ve meetings from 9am tomorrow. I’m not as gentle, if I’m grumpy.” I looked over at him, taking him all in. Fuck he was hot and those eyes were hypnotising but I pleaded my case, “I should go, I drove earlier, my car is…” but he cut me off, his eyes glinting “Boy it is now 5am, you’ve been here for 7 hours, you can’t drive without rest. And anyway, you’re mine now.”

I got up late that day. It had been a long night and I needed the rest from my last client and the sun was already going down. “Shit,” I moaned. Checking my messages, I quickly glanced through the messages until I saw the subject line from him... “Looking for a full weekend.” It got my attention and I quickly opened it.... “Hey fucker... been thinking about the last time and would definitely like to book a full weekend with you for the weekend of the 21st. Let me know if you’re available. I’ll make it worth your while.” He signed it... Daddy. I smiled to myself while I let my hand wander down to my morning wood, well in my case late afternoon wood. I had been seeing him every couple of months for a year now and somehow, I always ended up giving him some extra time ‘cause I really enjoyed our time together... Hell, sometimes I felt like I should be paying him. I quickly sent off the reply... “Fuck yeah... I’ll make it work. See ya then.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That first time, we made arrangements to meet up at one of the downtown hotel bars and then head up to his room. Max had just turned 40 and wanted something special to celebrate...me. Walking into the bar, I looked around and saw his handsome face smiling at me. I held my breath for a second as I gazed at Max, at least that was the name he had given me. Walking towards him, my new client grasped one of the two tumblers of deep amber scotch. "Fuck, boy,” he grinned taking a sip of his drink, “Happy fucking birthday to me.” Staring directly into his green eyes, I lifted the other one. “Fuck, yes,” and took a sip, relishing in the smokey flavor and aroma... the fruity and honeyed rich taste filled my mouth. Maintaining eye contact, we continued sipping as the sexual tension between us increased. Glancing down, I placed my glass on the counter and my eyes went directly to his cock snaking down his left pant leg. I smiled. “Fucker,” my client snarled, turned and walked away. Not knowing what happened, I quickly gulped down the remainder of my drink and followed, attempting to catch up. Never looking back to see if I was following, he continued across the bar through the hotel lobby to the elevators. The doors opened and he stood facing me while he pushed the button to what I assumed was his floor. Seeing the doors closing, I quickly ran in, barely making it. There was no expression in his face and we stood face to face, my ass against the closed doors. “Tell me,” I asked cockily. “What made you think that I would follow after you fucking just left me there.” He stood there for a minute and tilted his head. “Cause fucker, I saw the breath you took when you saw me. Besides, I expect my whore to work for it.” I lowered my eyes and quickly responded, “Yes Sir.” “Shit,” I thought, “Where the fuck did that come from?” We continued up the floors, my gaze fixed on this tented crotch. After a bit, the doors opened and I stepped backwards out onto the floor, never taking my eyes off the outline of his cock against the crotch of his pants. Grabbing my shoulders with both hands, Max turned me around and led me down the hall until we stood before the door to his room. Handing me the key, he ordered me to open the door and strip. I opened the door and smiled at the sight of a grand suite. Walking to the center of the living room, I removed my clothes, carefully placing them next to me. “Good boy,” he growled and sat on the plush sofa. Still watching me, he reached behind and produced a well-packed pipe and lit the torch, inhaling deeply. He motioned down to his crotch as the thick white cloud slowly escaped through his nostrils. “Feed boy.” I slowly dropped to my knees and moved forward on all fours, not yet realizing how I had already submitted to this man. His legs widened and I moved to service him. “No fucker,” he calmly stated exhaling another cloud. I didn’t understand and looked at him questioningly until he moved the pipe to me and placed my lips against the warm stem. Hearing the sound of the torch, I prepared myself and inhaled as the white shards began to glow from the intense heat. The warmth of the T filled my lungs and moved throughout my body. “Another, whore.” I smiled and obeyed, my body quickly reacting to the chems. My hunger for cock took over and I slowly unzipped his fly while he took another hit off the pipe. The thick veined shaft escaped its confinement and sprang against my lips. Taking a deep whiff of his musky crotch, I released his massive cum filled balls and marveled at the beauty I held in my hands as the deep purple cock head throbbed against my lips. Instinctively, my tongue moved to the piss slit leaking the sweet nectar of pre-cum and my lips sealed around his throbbing cock. “Goddamn fucker!” Max groaned, taking hold of my ears and pulled me into his crotch. I felt every vein covered inch slide over my tongue and deeper into my mouth until it rested down my throat and my nose was buried in his pubes. “That’s it fucker, that’s a good whore.” I stayed there, the chems filling my body with hunger as I focused on servicing cock. Continuing to hold my head against his crotch, his fingers began to stroke my ears and the desire to serve this man filled my mind. To this day, I don’t remember how long I was on his cock that first time. I only know that I felt like I could be like that forever... I was home. “Off you go fucker. Time for me to use that cunt.” Slowly, I felt his cock escape my mouth and I let out a quiet whimper which again surprised me. He chuckled handing me the pipe and torch. “Go on, have at.” Grabbing the pipe, I lit the torch and inhaled as he stood and walked through the entrance of the bedroom. Standing at the foot of the bed, he began to undress. “You hungry for my cock, whore? Beg for it.” Taking a final hit, I placed the pipe and torch on the side table and began to crawl to him keeping my eye on him. The last of his clothes fell to the floor and I remained at the doorway, waiting to be allowed in. “Please Sir, I need your cock.” I begged. He stood there... legs spread, allowing his throbbing 9-inch cock to seemingly beckon me. My eyes took in his solid build with well-defined pecs. His body was covered in a fine dusting of ginger hair that matched his head and beard which stood out from his pale skin. “That cunt hungry whore?” he snarled, “Answer me!” On hearing him, I hesitated and looked directly at him. “YYYes Sir?” His gaze darkened at my questioning answer. “Yeah fucker... a cunt. I’m paying for a cunt.” I didn’t know if it was the manner in which he treated me, if it was the clouds or if it was a combination of the two, but I lowered my eyes to his cock. I unconsciously nodded and correctly repeated my previous statement. “Yes Sir. My cunt’s hungry for your cock.” He smiled and ordered me into the room. I slowly moved my way to him, keeping my eyes directly on the cock that would soon be filling me. Reaching him, I leaned back on my haunches. “Please, I need it,” I whimpered. He nodded approvingly and placed his powerful hands on my shoulders, pushing me back down onto my knees. Moving behind me, he took hold of my ass cheeks and spread them exposing my cunt. “Fuck yes... a nice tight cunt,” he complemented me while his fingers explored. I began pushing back onto his fingers wanting to feel him inside me, my cunt opening against his eager fingers. Feeling his fingers exploring the walls of my cunt, I clenched. Laughing at my eagerness, he slowly removed his fingers and leaned over me. I grew excited, anticipating his cock. “Easy whore,” he chuckled placing his fingers at my lips. “You’ll need to learn to clean up after I’m in you.” Gripping the digits that had just been inside of me in my mouth, I moaned, the musky slime filled my mouth. I proceed to clean them. Slipping his fingers from my mouth, Max wiped them on my back and positioned himself at my cunt. “Push back whore,” he ordered, “Work for my cock and earn your pay.” Pushing back onto his cock, I gasped as his cock invaded my cunt. Once the head was in, he gave a short grunt and I slowly eased myself down to the root. “Christ!” I moaned, feeling his cock stretch me out... his pubes scratching against my ass cheeks. I pulled out slightly and thrust myself onto the shaft, trying to settle into a rhythm going up and down the 9 inches I had just taken. My desire for the cock increased and picked up speed and rapidly fucked myself. “That’s it fucker!” Max yelled falling on my sweaty back. Reaching under me, he held my pecs to steady himself. Continuing to milk his cock, his hands moved to my hard tits and pinched them. “Shit yeah!” I yelled, feeling the connection between my tits and my cunt come to life. The sound of our grunts and moans filled the hotel room. “Don’t fucking worry, whore...make all the fucking noise you want,” he laughed. “I’m paying enough for this room to have a full orchestra in here to serenade us.” My movements became more urgent. My cunt needed to be fed. My hips pummeled against his crotch as I struggled to breathe and I felt my cunt spasm. “OH FUCK!” I yelled feeling his cock thicken even more and release a thick load of cum into my cunt. Echoing my yell, Max fell on my back. We remained there, Max on top of my while my still hard cock lay against my abs underneath me. “Damn,” he said, rolling off of me and wrapping himself in a terry-cloth robe. Remaining on the floor, I watched him move to the safe and open it. Grabbing a handful of bills, he walked over to me and threw them on my sweaty crotch. I looked at the bills surrounding my still hard cock and glanced up. “I didn’t pay for you to get off whore,” he said menacingly and sat on the sofa. I nodded, gathered up the bills and hurriedly dressed. Sticking the bills in my pocket, I checked my appearance in the hall mirror and made my way to the door and opened it. “Hey,” Max called out. “I’ll call you again, whore.” I smiled and answered. “Please do Sir,” and walked out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The time flew by with other clients but anticipation of my next session with Daddy was always it the back of my mind. Don’t get me wrong, I can play with the best of them... top, bottom, vers. The day of our session, I hit the gym hard in preparation. After showering, I strolled back to my locker. I grabbed my underwear and then a thought occurred. Throwing my underwear in my duffle bag, I pulled out my jockstrap and sniffed. “Perfect,” I smiled, remembering how Daddy liked my cunt framed in a ripe jock. I finished dressing and grabbed my phone and checked my messages. My cock jumped seeing Daddy’s name. He had sent me an address and told me that I was to pick up a package for our date later that night. “Motherfucker... I thought. What the fuck is this about?” I was hesitant but he was a good client and paid well. I messaged back asking what the package was. Sure, our sessions included chemsex; but it was understood that everything would be supplied by him. “Nothing like that. You’re expect there at 6pm,” he responded and I agreed then headed out to run errands and home for a bit of a nap. I awoke about 4 and headed to the shower and soaped down. Taking the razor, I smoothed out the skin on my pumped pecs and shaved away the stubble. Enjoying the smoothness of my skin, I continued on making sure not a remnant remained below my neck... it was part of the deal; Daddy wanted his whore smooth. Next, my hand moved to my cunt and carefully worked the soap around my cunt lips and proceeded to check for any missed spots. Feeling smoothness, I grabbed the shower shot and slowly inserted it. Closing my eyes, I felt the flow of warm water flow into my cunt and fill me. When I couldn’t take anymore, I turned off the flow and held it. Breathing deeply, I concentrated on the fullness of my cunt. Releasing the contents down the drain, I repeated the ritual until I was clean. Again soaping my now smooth body, my hands moved down to my smooth cock and balls and stroked myself to a hardon. “Fuck,” I stopped, remembering that I wasn’t allowed to cum before my sessions with Daddy. I rinsed and dried off. Walking to the full-length mirror, I stood before there and checked myself out, my grey eyes looking back at me. At 195 lbs and a muscular 6’4”, I stood out whenever I was. Grazing the buzzed black hair on my scalp, I smiled. “Perfect!” My hands moved to my pecs, again feeling the shaved mound of flesh beneath them. My fingers slowly spread over my hardening tits, causing me cock to jump. Moving my hands down to my abs, I felt the hard ridges and made my way down to my crotch. Taking hold of my sac with my left hand, I felt the two cum filled balls within them. I couldn’t resist anymore; I took my now hard 8-inch cock in my right hand and gripped it tightly and began to stroke it. Gripping my sac tighter, I pulled it down and increased the pressure of my grip. In the back of my mind, I could see Daddy anger at what I was doing, but I ignored it and my cock exploded with an eruption of cum splattering against the mirror. Composing myself, I grabbed my ripe jock and put it on. “FUCK!” I thought, wondering what the consequences of this would be. I made my way to the kitchen and fixed myself something light to eat then threw on a tshirt, jeans and pair of sneakers and headed to the address. It was a nondescript building in the industrial area of town. Walking in, I hesitated... it was full of all kinds of fetish wear... there was a rack of jockstraps... regular jockstraps... rubber ones... leather ones right as I walked in. I continued on looking for the sales counter. Hearing a voice coming from the back room, I turned and saw source of the sexy voice. “Hey... can I help you?” Clearing the doorway, he stopped and allowed me to get a view of him. I stood there watching him approach me with a confident gait. Unconsciously, I took a step back to get a better look at him. Normally, I’m not into the whole scene but shit... this guy was hot. I stood there looking at him smiling at me. He couldn’t have been more than 20, if that. The booted boy stood there wearing nothing but a jockstrap and leather collar. My eyes worked down his muscled body accentuated by the complete smoothness of his body. It was obvious that he spent hours in the gym and I began to wonder which gym since I had never seen him at mine. My eyes moved past the thick rings in his tits and continued down until they landed on the packed pouch between his legs. Quickly inhaling, I looked up into his smiling blue eyes. “Uh... uhh... yeah... I’m supposed to pick up a package,” I stuttered. Without a word, he turned towards the counter and I watched his ass muscles tighten as he walked. I could have sworn he was doing it on purpose. Reaching the counter, he smiled... “Come on Kyle. I’ve got your package back here,” he laughed and gave me a wink. I quickly looked around and at the front door. “Don’t worry. I locked the door the moment you walked in,” he said, motioning me towards him. Surprised he knew my name, I slowly walked towards him while he reached over the counter for a pair of keys and I caught a glimpse of his plugged hole. Holding the keys in his hand, he motioned me to follow him into the back room.

I did a version upgrade of the software that runs the site this morning. The original ranking system - the one that gave you a title like "virgin" or "sex addict" - is now gone and replaced by one that ranks you based on a variety of things. You'll see little badges next to your avatar, and a big version in the sidebar of your profile page - those are the new achievement system. The question is whether the achievement system is even necessary. It's redundant with "reputation" and "member level". I enabled it just to try it out, but I'm thinking of just shutting it off. If you like it (or dislike it), comment below.

i read a profile today on a site i frequent that read: "...no top or bottom labels, i prefer spontaneous...." In his profile though, he still identified as "versatile." This sort of triggers me, i suspect it comes from having escaped a religious culture that insisted there is no such thing as being gay, that it is a choice. It took me a long time to process out of that web. i do not 'know' that being a "total bottom" is a similar situation for me, but it sure feels like it, and it brings back feelings of being unseen when some gay guys seem to believe there is no such thing as 'me' (i.e., a "total bottom"). i know i'm not alone in encountering this. i've read Total Tops who have encountered this as well as total bottoms. i usually won't even hook with a versatile guy unless i know him well enough to know he understands and accepts what it means for me to be total bottom. i take identifiers like "Total Top, total bottom, versatile, etc." at face value. If a guy uses one of those labels, i figure he knows himself better than i do. i'm put off by guys who seem to truly believe that being Total Top or total bottom or versatile is a choice, and imply that one is just being selfish. To me, it feels the same way as the religious people who say one is not really gay, just choosing that. i almost never encounter this from someone who identifies as Total Top or total bottom, it's something i encounter from versatile guys on a regular basis though... to the point where i often don't even try to connect with a versatile guy. i'm curious to read what others think about this? Do you put identifiers like "Top, bottom, versatile, etc." in the category of choice, or is it more just a matter of fact for you? For me, being "total bottom" is a lot more than a physical/sexual position, there's a complex psychological side to it, and i have come to see "Total Top" and "Versatile" the same way. i do subscribe to the spectrum theory when it comes to human sexuality, but for me it has not proven to be very fluid. i can trace my bottom/subish nature back to early childhood, so i do not see myself suddenly becoming top or versatile. Being bottom doesn't really feel like a "choice" to me, though i can choose what to do about how i feel, i still feel that way. How about you? How do y'all see this?

So, I’m posting this in anticipation of what I’m going to be doing tomorrow. I’m up staying with family for a few days and the weather is spot on. A young lad of 20 has been messaging me on the apps. We’ve communicated before but he wanted to meet in a public toilet which I’m not into, far too public. Anyway, we’ve been messaging again and he’s keen for a meet. He’s free tomorrow and I’ve persuaded him to meet me at a woodland trail parking area, a bit away from the tourist areas. We’ll find a nice secluded area in the woods to fuck. I’ve mentioned that I only fuck raw and he’s up for that. He said he’s “tight”, so I asked if he’s fucked before, and the answer is no! I’ve not knowingly fucked a virgin hole before, so if this all goes to plan will be a new experience for me as well as him. He also wants to fuck so I’m hopeful of some virgin seed in my cunt also. I want this to be memorable for him so I’ve asked him to be super clean so I can rim his hole first, get him nice and loose. I’ve got poppers with me too so I’ll be poking them under his nose too as I breed him. I’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow. I’d be interested to hear some breeding stories of virgins if anybody can contribute.. Barebackpiggy

locked 6'4 sub bottom here. My little clit almost always squirts when i get fucked. i no longer even bother cumming by jerking off...my alpha only allows orgasms through my pussy. He said a useless little clit like mine has no need to be uncaged when it can orgasm while locked...

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As far as tips go, I had a playmate who couldn't piss when hard, but he reckoned he solved the problem by having a PA which kinda anchored him inside so he found it easier to stay inside when soft. I'm a little skeptical, but I can't complain - he filled me up numerous times at SOP, and it worked.

Can't wait for more! So hot!

Fucking Hot!! Can’t wait for the next chapter of hot action in the secret play room. 🐷🐷🐷

Definitely a No for me as I have OCD. But, I can see the thrill and sexiness of it.

Thanks for the update and continuing the story. We look forward to the next chapter.

Fuck this story made me so hard! 😈🐷

Haven't done it a lot, but have enjoyed the few times I have. Ultimately I like messy cummy sex, and having cum running from my mouth and down our pressed together bodies when we are standing making out is hot. I don't like wasting it running onto the sheets, keep it on the skin.

Typically one to two. A lot of the hookups are quick, some of the longer ones may last an hour or so. Had some day-long fun with various buddies where we fucked the day away, and the number of fucks came down to how creative I was at getting them hard. But most of the time it's one to two.

It's only bareback for me now. All it takes is taking it raw once and I loved it

One good way to get a straight guy to let you suck his dick is by planting the idea earlier. Let it simmer. The seed of the idea/desire a simple statement on your part, "God I love to suck dick"...it's pretty easy to direct the conversation toward sex with any guy. A comment out of the blue....Watch for reactions and react accordingly, if he has to reposition his dick because it's getting uncomfortable is a pretty good sign to keep pushing lol... Actually no, not pushing, pulling... If he gives you an opening, wedge in slowly, "I just love to give pleasure"...

Thank You - then the time to sucking black dicks , after seeing my mom doing it a dozens of times - finally my time to do it - 1 time forced - Great times ! Thank You !

The back and forth with Hailey had proven successful. She was a playful tomboy with red hair, slender curves, and large succulent breasts he couldnt wait to make just a size larger. The two spent the next few days on the occasional date nite movie, advancing their burgeoning relationship from light dinners to kissing and finally a game night at the eligible bachelors proverbial pad. Mason made every effort to keep the grounds fastidious and welcoming for his evenings main event, and as he finished lining up the last of the snacks a timid rap came to his door. with a hug and a kiss Mason invited his prey in. "snacks? drinks? i make a killer margarita" he beamed a warm smile Hailey made her way to the couch. He studied her carefully as she turned to sit. panties? no panties? her shorts seemed to suggest something modest underneath. these details were certainly important strategic assets in determining where to start. "both sound nice!" she chimed from across the room. "Mario carts up but you can pick whatever." Mason set to work as Hailey picked the track. "let me go around once just to get the hang of it, i havent played since i was a kid..." mason gave a laugh in response and as she turned her attention he spun the top off a small bottle and send a playful splash of GHB into her drink. not too much, not too little, just enough to give her body a warm invitation to his cock. In the past masons sessions were by his own account vulgar at best. quick pump and dumps draining his balls into the dazed and nude were long past his interest. Mason wanted his prey eager and accepting. he wanted to guide them from the first kiss and into orgasm as willing and carefree participants in their own impregnation. With a mix of flirtatious charm and persistence, he wanted them to accept his cock raw into their bodies, to thrust rhythmically into him and accept jet after jet of his warm thick seed coating their unprotected cervix over and over. the process was a little longer, but the reward was undeniable. As game night turned from competitive to cuddling Haileys body slowly submitted to the drug. her hard nipples outlined prominently in her cutoff top as her skin lightly flushed. Mason seemed to have no trouble lifting her shirt off as she hungrily thrust her tongue into his mouth. her warm breasts fell neatly into his hands as he pushed the bra up and off, exposing her meaty pink nipples and eliciting a groan from Hailey as he worked them between his fingertips. He wondered if she would still appreciate those sensitive tits once he filled them with sweet milk. "wait!" hailey exclaimed. As the last of the clothing had come off, and the final pretenses cast aside, she laid on the couch nude, legs spread, cunt drooling and swollen as a steady stream of Masons precum poured over her mound. "we gotta use a condom." Mason looked up curiously. "....why?" he pushed the head of his cock playfully into the puddle of his own sticky precum. He knew the answer, he just needed to hear her say it. "Im not on anything..." Hailey confessed reluctantly. "its okay Hailey..." Mason soothed as he gently caressed the girls thighs, "...I wont do anything youre not okay with." Mason eased his hips back, dragging his hot heavy cock across her clit as he continued. "But i dont think we have any condoms....I just dont do this that often..." Mason watched as the girls sexual tension was practically tangible. Her body was quietly signalling its urgent need as Hailey absently flexed her hips, driving her clit into Masons shaft as it advanced, gliding on a pool of precum toward her bellybutton. Masons favorite part was breaking them down. the petting and teasing slowly left Hailey thinking with nothing but her dripping snatch. "...do you think maybe...." Mason eased back gently, dragging the last inch of his glans off the girls swollen clit, "...we could just put the head in? wouldnt that feel nice?..." Mason waited for the girls pained expression to turn to a long nod before gripping the base of his cock and gently planting the thick purple head into the girls dripping labia, "oh....oh fuck..." Mason smiled, watching hailey at the brink of an orgasm, he reached forward and began playing with her hard nipples. the last thing he wanted was for her to deny him the ability to make her body cum. "thats it Hailey, almost there..." Mason registered the girls momentary confusion as she cried out in lust, her hips bucking swirling, dancing on the head of the boys virile cock. "feels nice doesnt it?...so warm..." Mason leaned forward, advancing his prick another inch into her, "take me inside.....just a little bit more....its okay...." he whispered, caressing her body once again, slowly building her to another undeniable orgasm. "let go and cum for me hailey...one more....thats it...." As if on command, Hailey cried out again as her body obeyed, jerking and milking at the thick tool inside her. Mason sighed, satisfied as he slowly fed the full length of his uncut cock into her, stopping only as the precum coated head gently kissed her cervix. Their breeding had begun.

lf you ever meet a faggot who sucks his own biological fathers cock, fuck it. l guarantee you that trashy whore is a hot fuck.

As of tonight I have taken 486 all of them anonymously ether face down ass up with a hood on or in a bath house with a room and blindfolded on I was in ATL two weeks ago and took 85 loads in one day at a bathhouse was in a swing for hrs lol true cumdump bottom here boys

It's the fukkin best. Once me and 3 fuck buddies were getting on. The 2 guys wth the biggest cocks got me and the 4th man to get on our knees and suck their cocks. We knelt side by side and the 2 horse-cocked men shafted our throats, switching between us. Finally they said "we're gunna cum in your mouths, don't swallow" With that me and the other cocksucker received 2 massive loads in our mouths. Once they emptied their balls we turned to each other and deep french kissed. I gratefully took my buddy's sperm-covered tongue deep in my mouth and I tongued the sperm in my mouth into his. We deep kissed easily for 20 minutes swapping sperm between us until we had swallowed every last drop.

Part 3: Brrrrup. The sound of grindr notifications were echoing through my mind, as the sound of a person disrobing came from behind me. I couldn't see the person, as my head was locked and forced me to look forward at the screen that my captors were using to broadcast my future. I couldn't control what was going to happen to me, but I could see what was being planned and what was happening to me. It was an out of body experience in the best way. I was so turned on. I love seeing Grindr messages and emails and communications from others that were short, sweet, and dripping in sexual energy. My high mind and used hole were twitching with anticipation. The image of me in black & white on the right hand side showed a top down image that was cropped to show my ass, my lower and upper back, and all the way up to my face. The screen showed a bit of empty space in front my face and behind my ass, but not for long. I could hear the other person in the room approaching me and from the screen I could see the hard dick appear first. It was rock hard, pointing upwards towards the ceiling. Meanwhile, on the other side of the screen I could see the messages and notifications coming, with my captors responding. The message that was currently on the screen read, "Yeh. Someone is fucking him right now, just arrived. You can join if you want, or you can have him after?" The other person replied back, "On my way". I was too high to know where to focus. Do I stare at the screen, the video footage of me getting used, or do I close my eyes and focus on the sensations? Was I scared? Did I agree to this? Did that matter? I couldn't really ponder these questions, but as I failed to take the thinking much further, I felt the cock enter my hole. As he did, the top groaned just as he bottomed out. I couldn't stop watching myself being fucked. There was a bush sprouting up around my ass cheeks where the tops cock met his body. He was fully impaled in me and it was amazing to look at. I would know it was me and then forget, then I would realize again, and these realizations came in waves just like the feeling of the drugs. The top pulled out and plunged back in and started up a rhythm. I started huffing on the poppers. It had been a few moments since I had taken any poppers, too lost in thought about my previous fuck-escapades. The high of the drugs and the poppers met with a furious warmth and my brain lost as much control as my body had already experienced. I was so happy to be used. The top didn't say anything else except for his first few words when he entered and the initial groan. I just started at the video image of him pumping me deep and fast. He leaned forward over my body and the image was slightly obscured as he reached his arm around the front of me and pulled me back by the neck. The room was still dark, even with the screen portraying the messages and live footage. I could barely make out the shape and size of his arm as he pulled it around me, tightening on my neck. I heard the door open again and suddenly the screen shut off and the light in the room was gone. The top inside me kept plowing with an intensity that would have broken me if I wasn't high. The light in the room switched and suddenly everything took on a deep red glow like I was in a seedy darkroom at a bathhouse. My captors knew what they were doing. The top inside me kept plowing me as I heard the sounds of someone or some others enter the room. The top inside of me released my neck and let me fall down again a bit. My whole body was moving with his thrusts and my dick and balls were being slammed against the furniture I was strapped over. I was getting used to the rhythm and had my eyes staring aimlessly at the ground. I didnt want to look up, I barely could look anywhere anyway. I saw two pairs of bare feet lit up by the dark red light appear in front of me. I felt a dick swat my cheek followed by a command. "Suck me". I felt the dick on my face slide down my cheek and across my mouth. It came from the right. The pair of feet in front of me approached closer as well and I felt a second dick on my face from the other side. I opened my mouth and took in the dick from the right. The man inside me growled. Now I was being spit roasted with a dick on the side, my whole purpose to be in service of others. I was high, out of control, not knowing what day it was, who I was being used by, and what the rest of this day had in store for me. The dick in my mouth pulled out and was replaced by the dick to the left. This was a smaller uncut dick, with a dripping wet head. My mouth was smeared with precum. Again, another command was issued from my right. "Suck him. Get him ready for your ass fag". The top on the right moved away out of my limited sight, towards the back. I felt him trail my body with his hand as he moved towards my ass. The top inside me moved from being mostly on top of me to standing and plowing me in an upright position. His breath and movements became more intense, less rhythmic and more lost in my body. He made a few guttural noises and I felt a deep and hard slap on my ass as he bottomed out and spasmed. He held his jerking dick inside me while I had the smaller wet uncut dick in my mouth and another dick next to my body, waiting to use my hole next. The top inside groaned, "fuck" as he pulled out of me. I felt my asshole stay open, as if to invite the next top in. It didn't take long. I heard the sounds of shuffling and the dick that was in my mouth moments ago was now at the edge of my hole. I heard soft sounds of clothing being put on as this next dick was shoved in. The scene played itself out exactly as you could imagine. The top in my ass was loving my used and wet hole. The dick in my mouth was building up energy and intention for when it was the owner's turn to use my ass. The drugs kept me as high as ever. The two men who were left didn't talk, barely interacted, just the odd "fuck yeah" and grunt of encouragement to each other. The top inside me didnt last long. He pulled out and jerked his cockat the edge of my hole, cumming on my ass and then shoved it back in. "Yeh, take it bitch. Fuck". He plowed a few more times, milking his cock in my hole, and pulled out. The owner of the cock in my mouth paused, pulled out half way before saying, "you ready? Im not pulling out all like he did and Im gonna cum quick". I could feel cum leaking down my ass cheeks and cross my balls. I was mounted again quickly by this third top. His dick was already wet, engorged, and ready to use my hole from having some prep time from my mouth. As he fucked me I couldnt hear the other guy and I assumed the guy before him had already left. I felt ravenous. The top inside me didn't last long, a few minutes at most. As he built up to his climax he put his fingers in my mouth and pulled my head back. His fingers tasted awful, like they were covered in something acidic and metallic, but the flavour was soon replaced by warmth in my ass and in mouth. He was giving me more drugs while he was seeding my ass. He didn't linger in my asshole. A few shudders and gasps and he pulled out of my gaping hole. I heard him mutter a few words, then silence for a few moments, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing. I waited for something else to happen, some indication that I was going to be used again, but nothing. I waited in silence for a few moments. I was so horny that I couldn't stop grinding my dick into the furniture. By now everything under my hips was soaked with lube and cum. I was a wreck. I was fuzzy and had trouble focusing. The light in the room changed again as the screen came back on with black screen and white letters spelling out, "You get a break now. Enjoy it, because more men are on their way. Soon you will have some decisions to make. Till then, enjoy the show. Our subscribers surely will". The video changed again and I could see the footage again, except this time there were three different screens. There was the top down image from before, but also there was a wider shot showing more of the room, and a shot from what looked to be right from the screen in front of me highlighting my face and shoulders. I watched myself take a hit of poppers as a man approached me from behind. I realized, I was watching the scene from a few minutes ago. I was going to relive it. I took a hit of poppers and decided I would take this opportunity to enjoy it. At the bottom of the screen I saw messages coming in. "Fuck, this video is hot. He is going to get used." "What a fag" "Best videos on the web" I was being streamed. The people who had invited me over and put me in this position, were not just whoring me out, they were filming it and making money off of some sort of live stream. I took another hit of poppers. I guess I might as well enjoy the show before I become the show once again.

'Gonna breed you, son' is amazing from a daddy top

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. The Game Got Out of Control - Part 2 (Let the Games Begin) "Well guys," said Frank, "whoever rolls the highest number starts the game, all others follow in clockwise order." Frank: 3 Simon: 1 Hussein: 5 John: 5 Elias: 1 Dominik: 2 Matteo: 6 Vincent: 4 Fabio: 2 and I had a 6 Matteo was almost thievingly happy that we both had to throw out the beginner again. Matteo: 5 Me: 4 Matteo was allowed to start with that. The first lap went pretty well for me, although I wasn't the first to score 10,000 points, I hadn't lost either. Because that was Matteo. The winner of round one was Fabio. Our Matteo now got up and waited, after a short while he nudged Fabio and said: "Fabio, you have to tell me what to take off." "Mhh, hard to say ..." said Fabio. "Oh come on, get rid of your pants!" Matteo didn't have to be told twice, and he revealed his hot round ass in a perfectly fitting jockstrap. Since Fabio had won, he was now allowed to ring in the second round, which Dominik won and I lost. So this time I had to get up and wait to see what Dominik said. "Give me your tshirt!" Ordered Dominik short and sweet. So I did, and was glad he didn't want my pants. So Dominik started round 3, which I actually won, but Vincent lost. Just what should he take off? Only the hot Nike sneakers or the work overalls were seen. Now Dominik said: "Either you will decide soon, or I will get your pants and then tell Vincent what to take off!" "Ok, ok, Vincent take off your jumpsuit," I finally said. Without saying a word, he opened the zipper, let the overalls fall from his shoulders and hips, and oh god, he was almost completely naked, only in Nike sneakers. It was my turn to start the game, but at the same time I lost it. The winner this time was Simon. "I want to have your Adias sneakers." Said Simon to me. I had no choice but to give it to him. Simon then started round five, which Elias won and Hussein lost. Elias then said: "Hussein, your pants are due, come and give them to me." Hussein took it off and was now naked below. He probably wasn't wearing underpants today, but otherwise always ... ... funny, I thought, but well, it's quite warm outside, so you don't necessarily need some. Elias now started round 6 which went great for Frank, unfortunately not for me ... Once again I lost, and this time in two ways. Nobody had to tell me what to take off. So now I was completely naked like God made me. "You can continue playing or go home naked." Said Matteo. "However, if you lose you have to suck the winner until he has had enough or cums in your mouth." "That's not fair!" I protested. "How so? You can choose. "Said Matteo "I have to think about it for a moment." I said then. It would take me an hour to get home by public transport (bus and train), about two and a half hours on foot, and I couldn't take a taxi any more than public transport. A hard decision... Sequel follows...

Chapter 4 - Breeding Zone Brian quickly closed his laptop. He was stunned. Sitting naked on his bed with his hard dick in his hand, he felt like his heart had dropped out of his body for an instant. He had been simultaneously so excited, aroused, and nervous about the prospect of hooking up that his heart was pounding. That quickly gave way to a mix of confusion, disappointment, and a faint hint of lust that he didn’t quite understand. Even with his laptop closed, Brian found himself continuing to stroke his cock, now lying in his bed in the dark. He couldn’t stop himself from going where his horny mind seemed determined to take him, and he began to imagine Adam’s mature, experienced body on top of him, his cock pushing on his virgin asshole, awaiting an invitation to enter. Brian allowed the vision to continue, imagining his ass being opened for the first time as Adam’s cock slid inside of him. He wouldn’t admit to himself that Adam being HIV-positive was somehow making the scene even more erotic, but he recognized, at some level, that there was something different going on in his mind now. The fictional Adam only had to slide his cock balls deep in to his ass once for Brian to lose it and spray a huge burst of cum all over his smooth chest. He flinched as some made it all the way up to his cheek. He took a deep breath as he let his cock fall and rest against his stomach. Brian had trouble getting to sleep that night. His emotions were all over the place. It was clear now that he wanted sex… real sex. This was the closest he had ever come; actually talking to someone who lived close by, beginning to make plans. It was a big step for him. He felt scared and liberated; disappointed that Adam was poz, but also disappointed he couldn’t have him. At least he was sure now that he had to make this happen. He had to find a man and lose his virginity, soon. That night, though, he eventually got to sleep. The fog in his mind continued for the next couple of days. He was in a mood that he couldn’t pinpoint. Frustrated, annoyed, mad at everyone, quick to snipe at his friends at school. It was pretty normal teenage behavior really, but the cause of it wasn’t. Eventually, a couple nights later, Brian again found himself in his dark bedroom with his laptop open to a private browser, ready to rub out another load before trying to fall asleep. He opened Google and found himself typing the first thing that crossed his mind, before he had a chance to contemplate it too much: “getting fucked by a poz guy”. That was the beginning of a wormhole that would consume Brian for a week. He read about HIV, treatments and prevention, chances of transmission. The whole nine yards of “educational” information. But he also found some things on the internet he didn’t expect. He encountered the word “bug-chaser” for the first time, and learned that there were actually guys who intentionally got themselves infected. He stumbled on to some homemade porn videos where guys were actually moaning “fuck me with your poz dick” as they were getting fucked bareback. Brian was confused, but he was hard the whole time. Then, he came across Breeding Zone. He was nervous about even being on the site, let alone jerking off to it. But he couldn’t stop. Over the next few nights, he spent hours reading. At first, it was the pozzing stories in the backroom. Then, he read the threads of guys recounting their recent adventures. His dick wasn’t soft for a moment of it. He could feel the nerves that wouldn’t go away, but those nerves also made it the most erotic jerking off he’d ever done. He blew some of the biggest loads of his life when he’d finish reading a story about a daddy stealthing a college boy or a chaser begging to get knocked up. He couldn’t quite understand why this made him so horny, but there was no denying how it was making him feel. On Friday, when Brian got home from school, he was feeling even more pissed off and dejected than he had been these past few weeks. He had failed a big chemistry test. Studying had been harder as of late, he was too distracted all the time. The red “F” on the page was not something Brian had seen many times in his life, and his anxiety sent him spiraling. What if this sunk his chance of getting in to his dream school? Was he not as smart as he thought he was? It was the definition of an overeaction, but it had him shaken. Luckily, he had the house to himself, as the family was away at a band competition that weekend. His little brother was competing, but Brian had stayed home to not miss school. Feeling rebellious, he snuck a couple shots of vodka from the liquor shelf and headed to bed early, fully intending to take his time with a nice long jerking session. After the shots started kicking in, giving him a slight buzz, he was feeling angry and impulsive, and he picked up his phone. He found Adam’s number and quickly wrote out a text “Hey Adam it’s Brian, we chatted a couple weeks ago. Sorry I left abruptly. Still interested in meeting up?” Before he could think better of it, he hit sent. And to his surprise, he didn’t regret it. He was feaaling a little uneasy still, but he genuinely did hope Adam would respond, even if he thought it was unlikely. An hour later, he got a reply: “Hey man. Figured I scared you off.” “Yeah, kind of. But I’m back.” “And you still want to hook up?” “Yes” “You sure?” “Very sure” “Feels like you freaked when I told you I’m poz” “I did, but I’m back. I want your poz cock Adam” Brian couldn’t believe he had written that, let alone sent it. It was cathartic. It was basically the biggest FU he could give to his life at the moment, and he was all for it. “FUCK boy, I hope you mean that.” “I do.” “What changed your mind?” “Read a bunch of stuff online. Figured out its unlikely to transmit these days with meds and even if it does its not a death sentence.” “That’s true” “Good, cause I’m not trying to get pozzed necessarily, I just really want to get fucked and now I think it would make it even hotter.” “Well then Brian, my cock’s waiting, when you want to come over?” “How about tonight?” “Really? Someone’s antsy haha. I’m home alone, want to join me?” “Yeah my parents are gone so I can stay as long as you want” “Perfect, we’ll see how it goes but I won’t be surprised if you’re in my arms when the sun rises.” “Fuck Adam, you say the hottest shit haha” “Alright, my address is 1 Main St. When will you be here?” “Give me an hour and I’ll be there” Brian sat on the edge of his bed for what seemed like a year, but it was only about five minutes. He still wasn’t sure about this. He was horny and desparate, but this felt crazy. Driving to an older man’s house that you don’t know to let him fuck you? Plus he’s poz!? But, he was 18, and his teenage cock was hardening even as he questioned the wisdom of what he was about to do. Then, he took a deep breath, decided to stop thinking, hopped off his bed, and went to his closet. He pulled his trusty tan cargo shorts up over his dark blue boxers, threw on a faded red Coke graphic tee, put on his no-show socks and laced up his gray and orange Nike running shoes. He grabbed his keys, his wallet, and his phone, and headed out, looking like any other nondescript skinny straight boy. He didn’t know how to live gay yet, but he was about to take a big first step.

Definitely into it. I have a fursuit and a hot cummy hole for you dad. (I'm the bottom in the pic)

As far as I go: sneakers, KICKS, are the standard 'uniform' of the bareback sub-culture (possibly color-coded with jock-strap) reasonable footwear to make sure you treat sex as a SPORT! They provide good traction in slippery situations. So you can HOLD YOUR GROUND while you get pound, raw in the ass with all the mess that goes with the sport! Some of us have preferences for certain brands... mine are ADIDAS and CONVERSE

I’ve been surprised a couple of times to find guys filming me while they fucked me. First time I helped the guy get some better angles and checked his phone afterwards to ensure my face wasn’t shown. Another time i was being fucked in a bush in a park a few metres from a public path and I was surprised the guy was able to operate the camera one handed or had the presence of mind to whip his phone out in a spontaneous and risky set up. The one time I’ve done an anonymous hotel hookup I was blindfolded but asked in advance when making the hookup if I could film and was firmly told no, I had planned to set up my iPad on a shelf before he arrived but I didn’t do it since he said no. I presume he didn’t film me but I wouldn’t have minded if he had. I wondered later whether I should just have just not asked after all I was vulnerable with the room unlocked, me naked with ass in the air, blindfolded, all at the guy’s request. Having asked I felt ethically bound to respect his veto, but if I didn’t ask the ethical position would have been a bit more ambiguous.