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Recently I had to help out at another location for work. Down the street from the other location is a adult book and video store. It has small booths in the back, maybe six of them. A couple of them have gloryholes. In my area masks are still required in public. In a way it makes these types of anonymous encounters even hotter because you really don’t see much of the other person. One day after work I decided to stop by and see if I could suck a couple cocks. The parking lot was full, I hoped that was a good sign. I went in pick a both with a gloryhole, put my money in so the video would play and the attendant would leave me alone. Within a few minutes a guy came into the opposite booth, and in short order stuck his semi hard cock thru, average length but nice and thick. I greedily started sucking and within a few minutes received his tasty load. He zipped up and headed out, without a word spoken. Before I could get off my knees another guy walked in, latched the door, and stuck his soft cock thru, it was a very nice uncut cock and as I sucked it became a very nice 7 inch piece of meat. I sucked him for a good ten minutes before he shot his load down my throat. Again he zipped up and left, and soon as he walked out another guy walked in. This time he motioned for me to put my cock thru, after swallowing two loads I decided I was ready to get off, I have a nice uncut six inch piece with above average thickness. I bellied up to the wall with my cock throbbing on the other side. This guy was a hell of a cock sucker. A few minutes into him sucking me he asked if he could come over to my booth and I readily agreed. I unlatched my door backed up against the other wall, keep in mind these booths are not big at all, he came in with his back to me, he was of slim build and dark tanned skin, with jet black wavy hair, he backed right against me grinding his ass against my hard cock, I wrapped my arms around him and started feeling him up, he was smooth with well defined abs. With his back still to me he lowered his shorts and started rubbing lube on my cock (I have no idea where he pulled that lube from lol), he had the sexiest little ass. I couldn’t tell if he already had a load in his ass or was just pre-lubed. By the tightness I felt going in I’m assuming he was just lubed. He directed my cock straight to his hole, He gave the sexiest moan has I slide all the way in. I knew with as tight as he was I wasn’t going to last long. I grabbed his slim hips and really started fucking, he was stroking his cock and moaning the whole time, all of sudden he started shooting his load all over the floor, when he did that he clamped his ass muscles down on my cock and my load shot straight into is warm ass. His ass muscles milked every drop of cum out of my cock. As he pulled his shorts up and fixed his shirt he started to turn to face me and put his mask back on, it was then I realized that he was one of the young guys I was working with at the new location I was working at, we were both more than a little surprised. Needless to say we’ve had a lot more fun since that first time in the adult book store. Let me know if you want to hear more.

I have been hooking up with a 21yo college kid and his 19yo roommate for a couple of months which are more than half my age, but when school finished up the 19yo went home. So, the 21yo has taken advantage of it just being the two of us. He is young 21yo like I said, hung close to 7.5, neatly trimmed and can cum like a freight train. He called me yesterday afternoon and told me to stop by on my way home. When he tells me what to do I jump. I get to his house. he was sitting naked on the couch slowly pumping his half hard cock. I went straight to my knees and slid his thick cock into my eager hungry mouth. I sucked him till he was at full-staff. He handed me lube and told me to get ready. I stripped, lubed his thick prick and fingered some into my hole. I crawled on top of him and slid down this pole till I rested neatly on his lap. He gyrated his hips and jabbed his cock into my all too slutty ass. I rode him for a few minutes before He rolled me over on my back and really began to pound my ass. He drilled me for a good 15 minutes before he unloaded his 5-day load deep in my cunt. I sucked him clean trying to get him hard for another round which I quickly got in short order. It was quickly time to leave. I was dripping two huge loads when I left his house. I had that urge that two loads weren't going to be enough. I took a little detour and hit the local ABS in the next town over. The parking lot had more than a few cars in the lot. So, i knew the pickings should be good and they were. I strolled the booth area and caught the eye of strapping black guy. I nodded at him and then slipped into a booth leaving the door unlocked and starting up some hot gay porn. I dropped my pants and soon had my desired visitor knocking only door. I let him in and he came in locking the door behind himself. I immediately dropped to knees and fished out a healthy 9 inch black cock. I had him hard in no time When he was ready he pulled me up, bent me over at my waist and I supported myself with my hands on my knee. He easily pushed his meat into my wet freshly fucked hole. He drilled my loose wet hole hard for more than a few minutes before he added his thick load to the mix. I got his number. He might become a regular Joey

We were the twinky frat bois at uni; Jake, Brad, Zack and Dom (he lived up to his name). The other guys wanted a piece of our shredded bodies but they didn't get any - why should they! We we're the best looking guys and we were two sets of boyfiends. Although we were two pairs of boyfiends (Jake /Brad and Dom/Zack) we all fucked each other - and loved to do it in front of others at the bath house. ALWAYS raw. It was safe though because we only played with each other. Guys came up to us at the bath house and we loved the attention but always turned them down. All was well until one day this huge, hairy, muscled as fuck, tatted bear swaggered into the sauna and walked straight passed out cabin (which had the door open so lads could see what they were missing) and went to the bar. We went out and bought drinks - just really wanting a look. He caught a glance of us when he was turning the page of his magazine but much to our annoyance kept reading. We left without our usual euphoria that day but by next week were ready for our play session. We played for a bit and then decided to take a break and head to the bar. As we were walking along the corridor we saw him. Again he didn't acknowledge us, head held high. My other half Brad plucked up the courage to say; "hey wanna play". He looked around and said "normally only play with real men but that Zack looks fit and hungry by the look in his eyes". Zack replied "oh sir, I'd do anything". The bear smiled and said "that's more like it - you mean anything? Like a raw breeding session". Zack said "oh yes sir" but glanced at Dom. The bear said "good boy". Dom was like "its cool - poz guys don't look as good as you so yeh use his ass". The bear chuckled and dropped his towel reveal a huge thick cock. "You sure you want this WEAPON in you?". Zack replied "Oh yes sir, please sir". We went back to the cabin where Zack lubed up and knelt to suck on the bears mighty cock. While he sucked Dom lubed and fingered Zack's hole and then the bear pushed him back onto the mattress and slid his cock slowly but firmly into Zack's hole. Zack moaned - this is amazing, you completely fill me. The bear replied "yeh, a proper man inside you, making you mine". Zack moaned "yes, make me yours". The bear picked up the pace and pounded Zack. Dom turned to me and said "right Jake I'm fucking you" . I lubed my hole and kissed him and then as he lay down i slid onto his cock. The bear started growling and shouted "here it cums boy I'm making you mine". Zack sighed "yes, i can feel your cock grow in me - shoot raw inside me". The bear grunted and moaned and pinned Zack down. Until he lay down on top of Zack. I could feel Dom swell inside me and then he groaned as he shot a huge load in my hole. We kissed and cuddled for a bit then showered off. Brad who'd watched all of this was like "your getting my load when we get home Jake - I need to bust my nut". I hungrily agreed and said i needed his cock in me and that I also couldn't wait for next week to play with Dom and Zack again!

Part 11 I untied Colt from the bed and told him to go take a hot shower, he reeked like the filthy pig he was. As he was cleaning himself off, I laid out the clothes I had bought for him, as minimal as they were. I had purchased him a white wife beater, some white basketball shorts, a jockstrap and a pair of flip flops. I wanted as much of my whore on display as I possibly could. And luckily, the weather was still warm enough, a balmy mid 70's. A squeeky clean Colt soon emerged, buck naked, toweling off his dark curls. He looked so sexy with his locked up cock that I couldn't help but walk up to him and kiss him, pinching his nipples as my tongue took control of his mouth. He just groaned and ground his body into mine. Then I told him to get dressed. The outfit did not disappoint! The tank top hugged his muscular frame as did the shorts. He normally would have worn a large, but I picked out a medium pair so that it clung tightly to his round ass and form fitted around his jockstrapped cage providing an ample bulge. The flip flops were the icing on the cake as they showcased his sexy size 14 feet. There was no way a horny trucker would he able to resist this primo stud. I had new clothes as well. Similar, but a little more modest with a t-shirt, baggier shorts and tennis shoes. After all, I wanted all the attention on Colt. I loaded up a pipe and we kicked back on the bed for a few, shot gunning hits and making out, my hands exploring his body. "Are you ready whore?" I eventually asked him. "Let's do this, stud!" He said as he kissed me again and grabbed my crotch. Soon we were in his truck heading over to the truck stop. We strode inside and instantly garnered all kinds of looks, some with just curiosity, but some with that definite look of desire. There were a couple of empty stools at the end of the counter, perfect for observing the whole place. We sat down and quickly ordered some food. Scrambled eggs, fruit and toast. Neither of us were hungry, but we forced ourselves. While we ate, I kept tabs on the guys that seemed to be checking Colt out the most. Halfway through our meal I told Colt to go use the restroom, which happened to be all the way across the diner so he had to walk through the whole place. As he walked away, I noticed a small wet spot in his shorts where some of Habib's cum had leaked out of him. I guess I should have plugged the slut's leaky hole, but the fact that it made him look even sluttier made my dick get instantly rock hard. I made note of three men that watched Colt intently as he walked through the diner. Bingo! Now I just had to figure out a way to let them know my whore was available. I asked the waitress to borrow a pen and wrote on three napkins. "If you're horny, my whore will take care of your needs. Meet us out back in 30 minutes at the black Ford truck with the big tires. Both holes available, no charge!" I folded the notes as Colt walked back from the bathroom. All three men definitely had the look of lust on them. The first guy was easy to pass the note too as he sat just a couple stools down from us. He was a fat guy with long hair wearing a Metallica t-shirt and denim shorts. He read the note and smiled, giving me a nod and showing a few missing teeth. The thought of Colt servicing him made my dick throb a couple times. The next guy was sitting in a booth a few down from us along the window. He had a cap on his bald head and a beard. He was probably in his 40's or so and arms almost as big as Colt's with some tattoos on them. I got up and headed to the bathroom. As I passed his table, I nonchalantly dropped the folded up note and kept walking hoping no one was watching. The third guy was going the be the hardest to get the note to. He was sitting in a booth off the direct path to the restroom. Luckily, I caught his eye and was able to mouth, "Follow me." as I continued my trek. A few moments after I had been standing at a urinal, I noticed him in the one next to me. Without a word I passed him the note. He was about my height, maybe 30ish with one of those wirey builds. You know the type, skinny, but solid and defined. He read the note and smiled. Then he mumbled something that sounded like Russian. Then he said quietly, in a thick accent, "I will be there. I hope your whore likes hard fuck." "He loves it." I whispered back. "The harder the better." The Russian just laughed as I zipped up and walked out. After I had sat back down next to Colt, I looked at the guy in the booth and he gave me a quick thumbs up, I just smiled and nodded back. "Looks like I found you three cocks, slut." I whispered to Colt. "Hot damn! You're the best!" He smiled back at me, his green eyes twinkling. 20 minutes later found us back at his truck, waiting. The Russian was the first to arrive. "We can use trailer. Just unloaded so is empty. More room than cab of truck. He big boy. He take up room. Sergei need room to fuck." "There's a couple more guys joining us." I let him know. "Good." Sergei said, matter of factly. "Sergei like sloppy pussy." He said looking Colt dead in the eyes. I laughed at how he kept referring to himself in the third person. "They go first. Then Sergei fuck." He grabbed Colt's crotch as he said this. "What is that?" He asked. "Is that cage on cock?" "Yup." I replied. "Got the whore locked up, cause it's not about his cock, only yours." I said to the Russian. He just laughed and spit on the ground. "American pig. Come!" He ordered as he started walking toward his truck. "I'll wait here for the other two!" I called after him. Sergei just waved his hand in the air and kept walking, Colt trailing behind him. I watched as Sergei opened the back of a trailer close by and Colt climbed in, the Russian following him. A few minutes later the fat guy strolled up. "Where's he at?" He asked. "He's in the back of that trailer over there, with the red cab. There's gonna be a couple guys joining." "I don't care." Said the fat guy. "I just want to fuckin nut in that ass!" I just laughed as he walked to the rig and climbed in the trailer. It wasn't but a few minutes later that the third guy showed up. After I explained the situation, we walked over to the trailer together. As we rounded the back of the trailer, I smiled as I saw the scene already before me. There was Colt, like the whore he was, on his knees, his face buried in the stomach of the fat guy, slurping away on an average sized cock. The Russian, meanwhile, had pulled Colt's shorts down, fully exposing his hard, round ass, and was fingering his hole while he rubbed Colt's welts with his other hand. "Whore has been fucked a lot, yes?" He asked me. "Fuck yeah, like 30 something cocks since Friday night." I answered him. "Damn." Said the Russian. "I'm impressed. He still want more?" "Hell yeah! As much as I can find for him!" "Oh fuck, that's hot!" Said the fat guy. "I need that ass now! I'm close to nutting!" "No problem." Said Sergei, as he pulled Colt of the cock he was sucking by his hair. Colt's mouth hung open and he looked disappointed that he wasn't going to get to swallow the load. His look of disappointment turned to one of surprise as Sergei planted one of his booted feet on the back of his neck and forced his head to the ground so his ass was sticking up and available. "Go ahead." He instructed the fat guy. "Go ahead and fuck pig!" The fat guy moved right in and stuck in as much as he could get into Colt, given his belly. The bulk of his belly rested on top of Colt's hard, round buttocks, and slapping sounds reverberated through the trailer as his large, flabby thighs made contact with Colt's thick, solid ones. "You like, American pig?" Asked the Russian to Colt. "You like having a fat man fucking your pussy?" "Oh God yes!" Croaked Colt, his throat still under the weight of the Russian's boots. "Give it to me please!" "Fucking pig!" Snarled Sergei. Then he spewed forth some stuff in Russian as he spit on Colt's face two times, landing big globs of saliva on Colt's cheeks. It ran into his open mouth as the fat guy started trembling. "Oh God!" He cried out. "I'm gonna fucking nut! Gonna blow in this hot ass!" He grabbed onto Colt's hips as his whole body shook, literally like jelly, as he unloaded what was probably a huge load into my man. The Russian smiled a cold smile, his ice blue eyes glinting as he spit on Colt yet again. The fat guy pulled out and I got a glimpse of Colt's freshly fucked hole as yet another anonymous load dripped out of it. I didn't get to look long as the tattooed trucker quickly moved in. He didn't even unbuckled his pants, he just sported a nice veiny 8 inch dick sticking out of the fly of his jeans, topped with a fat p.a. He grabbed Colt's ankles and pulled him flat, the using his knees, he pushed Colt's apart. He climbed into place on top of Colt and just slammed himself into the teen beneath him. Colt let out a long groan as the trucker buried himself balls deep. Sergei just spewed some more Russian and spit on Colt yet again. The trucker wasted no time and planted his hands above Colt's shoulders and started plowing away. He pounded Colt's ass like there was no tomorrow, letting out little grunts with each forceful thrust. Colt grunted in turn as well each time the piercing punched his prostate deep inside. "Da." Sergei purred. "That is good pig. Good pig who knows place." He removed his boot from Colt's neck and knelt down next to his head. He grabbed a handful of Colt's curls in his hand and yanked his head up. Colt's mouth hung open and he panted with each grunt from the thrust of the tattooed trucker. Sergei's ice blue eyes bore into his emerald green ones. "Grunt like pig, American whore." He snarled. "Show Sergei what you really are. Grunt like piggy!" Colt started grunting, somewhat to my amazement. He grunted and snorted each time the trucker pounded him. "Louder pig!" Sergei demanded. "I want to really hear it!" Colt started snorting louder, never taking his eyes off of Sergei's. "That's it pig! Show me what filthy American whore really is!" Sergei egged Colt on as he spit on him again, right between his eyes. "Holy fuck!" Shouted the tattooed trucker. "I'm gonna come in this fucking pig! Oh Jesus. Take it you whore!" He bellowed as he buried himself balls deep in Colt and pumped yet another load into the 18 yo stud. Colt just continued to snort as he stared into Sergei's eyes, accepting the cum into his guts. The trucker pulled out and a possessed Sergei pulled Colt up by his hair. And even though Colt out weighed and out muscled Sergei by quite a bit, the Russian slammed Colt against the side of the trailer like it was nothing. He ripped open his pants to reveal a fat 10 inch cock. He slammed it full force into Colt as he pushed the side of Colt's face against the wall. "Oh God yes, fuck me!" Colt began. Sergei just slammed his face against the trailer side, hard. "You no talk pig. Only grunt!" He commanded Colt. Colt responded by grunting and snorting like a mad man as Sergei pummeled his hole. The tattooed trucker walked over to me, his slimy dick hanging out of his pants. Without a word, I sunk to my knees and took him into my mouth. His cock tasted of cum and ass juice. Colt's ass juice. I had never sucked a cock fresh from Colt's cum hole before, and just the thought of knowing where it had been just moments before made my dick throb harder than it ever has before. It physically hurt, it was so hard as I kneeled there, slurping on the ass covered cock while Sergei pounded my man for all he was worth and Colt snorted like a pig in heat. Eventually, Sergei let out a Bellow and slammed Colt's head against the trailer a few times as he fired his load into the American pig, shouting out in Russian. When he had finally finished, he pulled out and threw Colt onto the trailer floor. He spit one more time on Colt's upturned, cum leaking ass and said, "fucking American pig!"

I live alone in a second floor unit of a security block of units. My lease was coming up and I was moving to a fully furnished house, so I didn't need most of my existing furniture. So I was selling pieces off one by one online. The deal was you had to come and pick it up and take it away yourself. I am 5'7" in my 30's with an athletic build. Reasonably tight arse and smooth body except for my arse and pubes. I am also a very hungry bottom and I love being seeded. But lately with everything that has been going on getting ready for the move there has not been much action. But I was cleaning myself out every day to be ready in case an opportunity arose. I was selling the single bed from the spare room and it was all as usual. A mum wanted it for her kids etc. The usual boring shit. Then she messaged and said her brother would come pick it up with his ute for her in the afternoon. That was all fine and I hadn't thought much more about it. It was summer, so nice and warm and I was in shorts and singlet and a bit sweaty from moving things around. But there were storm clouds rolling over. The buzzer sounded and a deep gruff voice said it was Dan for the bed. I buzzed him up. A short while later there is a knock at the door and I open the door to reveal a middle eastern god. I mean, I cannot find a better way to describe him. He was 6' tall, short dark hair with a trimmed facial beard and piercing blue eyes. He was obviously a smoker. I smelt it radiate off him the second I opened the door. He was wearing a tight white singlet and quite tight gym shorts. He had a glorious hairy chest bursting from his singlet and his gym shorts were tight enough that I could see he had quite a nice package down there. I had to be very conscious not to stop and stare at his crotch. He had numerous tattoos and a full sleeve on his left arm. And embedded in the tattoos on his left arm sleeve was a clear and distinct biohazard tattoo. I pretty much fixated on the tattoo probably too long and I am pretty sure he noticed. Because when I looked back into his eyes he sprout a huge cheeky smile and his whole demeanour changed to being quite friendly. "I'm Dan. Here to pick up the bed" I initially stuttered a bit out of awe and just how good looking he was. "Um yeah right. Did you need a hand getting the mattress down to your ute?" "Yeah, that would be great. So much easier that way" As we were talking the sound of a few thunder claps sounded and there was a sudden down pour of rain outside. "Shit" Dan says and he walks out to my enclosed balcony to confirm what he just heard. I get to see him from behind and he had rock hard arse muscles. Either from gym work outs or lots of thrusting/fucking (I hoped) lol. "This is not supposed to last long" he says " do you mind if I hang here until it passes? I don't want the mattress to get wet." "For sure" I say "I have nothing else on for the rest of the afternoon." to which he immediately cracks another cheeky grin. "Do you mind if I have a smoke on the balcony?" "Sure - no problems. Do you want a drink while we wait?" "Fuck that be great - wouldn't have a beer would you?" "Sure do" I say and go in to the kitchen and grab a couple of beers while he lights up on the balcony. I bring the beer out and hand it too him and he offers me a smoke and I accept. We both have a drink and smoke on the balcony and make small talk. But I am getting all awkward as I keep looking at either his crotch or his tattoo and he has definitely noticed. After we finish our smoke, he says "while we wait, the sister said I should make sure the mattress is in good condition. You mind if I check it out?" "Sure, follow me" and I lead him into the spare bedroom where the bed posts etc are against the wall and the mattress is laying on the floor. Dan is directly behind me. I can almost feel and definitely smell him. I walk into the room and point to the mattress "it's in really good condition". That is all I get out. I feel Dan's body press up behind mine and his hands wrap around my lower body and start feeling me all over from behind. I feel his breath on my need as he pecks it and and I can already feel the bulge in his shorts growing and pressing against his shorts and my back and arse. "My sister said I should make sure it is in good condition, and what better way to test it than fuck a guy on it. I know you want it". My hands grab his hands as they explore my body and I lean my head back against his chest and he is kissing my ear now. "More than you could possibly imagine". He chuckles, "I saw you noticed my tattoo's. Is that a problem?" I am literally on heat as he embraces me and I feel and smell his manhood behind me. His cock is rock hard by now and it is a solid eight inches. "Once you see my arse, you'll have your answer to that question." I don't know if he is poz detectable or undetectable, but at this point nothing matters. I went off PreP three months ago due to side effects, but I just want this man inside me. I have already surrendered to him. I turn around and he tongue kisses me so passionately that he is clearly as turned on as I am. There is even a wet patch on his shorts from his pre-cum. His hold is so strong and this is a man I want to be taken by. I step back and lift his singlet off and his chest is that perfectly thick dark hair, bit it is refined and has clean boundaries. He removes my singlet and we are opposites. His hairy middle eastern body and my smooth one. We kiss again and his rock hard cock is pressing against my belly button because he is so much taller than me. He just smells and tastes like a man should. He kisses me more and looks me in the eye, "I haven't cum for 5 days man. It's gonna be big" and he smiles with that evil grin. "You may need to cum more than once then" I respond. I drop to my knees and pull his shorts down and like I thought he is commando. I go to suck it and he stops me, lifts me back up and kisses me. "There will be time for that later. My balls literally hurt they are that full and I need to release the first wave of babies first. He smiles and then without warning pulls my short and underwear down and pushes me on to the mattress face down. It is then that he notices I have a tattoo of a pig on my left arse cheek and it is pointing to my hole. "Oh baby, you are going to be my little piglet today" He kneels down behind me and spits on my arse hole and before I know it he is pushing the head of his cock inside me. It's been a while and I am tight, but he notices and goes slowly. Before I know it he is balls deep inside me. "FUCK! I haven't bred a hole for a while, this feels so good." He starts fucking me faster and deeper and it feels great. I reach around to stop him and he says "you ok?". I say, "yeah, but I want to see your eyes when you cum". Without pulling out he flips me on to my back and my ankles are no around his shoulders. He leans in balls deep inside me and says "better?" and kisses me as he continues to fuck me. I can tell he is getting close and he stops balls deep in me. "Mate, like I said its been a while, and I am close. You want this?" And I respond "I want this so much. Make me yours" and he smiles, kisses me and starts fucking and picking up the pace. Then he says "here it cums man. a five day load that may change your life forever" and he looks me straight in the eyes and grunts and groans as he is bottoming out on my arse and I can feel the pulsations of his cock as he pumps and pumps and pumps more seed in me than I think I have ever taken in one fuck. As he is pumping his seed inside me I reach up and start to massage and feel his biohazard tattoo knowing full well what is happening. He notices and this clearly turns him on more. After what seems like the biggest load ever, he collapses on top of me kissing me slowly. He goes soft and pops out of my hole and then rolls to my side taking a breath. "Fuck, I need a smoke now". We get our shorts and singlets back on and step back out on the balcony and it is still raining. He lights up a smoke for us both and we enjoy a smoke as we chat more about each other. He is far more touchy feeling now and it is nice. He slides his hand down the back of my shorts and slides a finger up my wet hole and a glob of cum drips down my leg. "It felt so good inside you man." and I can see he is getting hard again. " I know we probably should have discussed this first, but I guessed you were ok with the fact that I am poz. I saw you notice my tattoo and also feel it when I impregnated you. What I didn't say was I am not on any medication and probably quite toxic. That's why the big load. It's been hard finding someone ok with my status." I respond with a deep wet kiss and "I don't care. I would let you share your seed and poz babies with me anytime you want." To be continued.

Continued: The rain is still coming down and Dan is already getting hard again as he is fingering my sloppy hole. No one is around due to the rain so it is pretty isolated on the balcony. Dan starts kissing me on the balcony and sure enough he is rock hard again. "I am not sure we got it all out of my balls the first time". He turns me around and is running his hands up and down my stomach and chest under my singlet on the balcony and kissing and now gently biting my neck. He moves his hand around to the back of my shorts and pulls the back of my shorts down right there on the balcony. His cock bounces out of the front of his shorts and in one movement she slides inside me. It is so slick and wet with his first load that he literally just slides right in and I feel more cum drip/splash down my legs. I bend over and grab the balcony and this time he fucks deep and hard. "I'm gonna make you mine". And I am groaning in pleasure and let out "I already am". He fucks me like that for another solid 10 minutes. And suddenly (and louder than we should outside) he yells, "Fuck here it comes" and growls and grunts and he bottoms out and floods me with his second load. He slowly pulls out and his cock is wet with cum. We pull our shorts up and I am sure neighbours have heard us. Again he gets all passionate and is kissing and touching in the afterglow of breeding me. The rain stops and I am so disappointed. I really don't want him to go. But I get this is just probably a fuck for him and we took the opportunity that was given us. While disappointed it is ending, I am glad I got this middle eastern god and his babies inside me today. I may never be neg again and I am so proud that if that is the case he would be the father. He kisses me some more, and says he needs to get the bed to his sister, and my mind goes to this being the end of a hot sex fuelled afternoon. I watch as he drives off and I realise the back of my shorts are wet. I am leaking cum lol. I go back up to the unit and find a but plug and insert it so I don't lose anymore of his seed. I keep it in for the rest of the afternoon as I clean. At around 6pm I order pizza for dinner and I still have the plug inside me. There was just something special about Brad. And I want his DNA inside me forever. The intercom rings and I simply buzz them up and I am hungry for my pizza. I open the door and it is Brad. Without a word he pushes and in and pushes me against the wall just inside the door and is kissing me like I have never been kissed before. He breaks the kiss and says "did you mean it when you said you would take my poz babies any time I wanted?" and I respond, "I have never wanted anything more than I want your babies inside me. So much so, check for yourself." And I turn around and pull the back of my shorts down. Dan feels my arse and the butt plug. "You know my seed is probably toxic and you still keep it inside you like it is something special?" I respond with a kiss "sure do! If I was a girl, I would want nothing more than to have beautiful babies with you. I know it sounds stupid, but nothing would be more romantic than being diagnosed as poz and knowing it was your DNA strain circulating around my body forever" Dan kisses me again, and says he has had so much trouble finding someone not freaked out by his diagnosis. I say "it's who you are and part of you. I want it to be part of me too. I just wish I could have it all, you and your babies". Kissing me Dan says "you can" and he stays the night giving me three more toxic loads. Dan spends every night for the rest of the week at my place and I take load after load off him. He is the perfect man, and the perfect fuck. After two weeks of non-stop fucking. At least 2-3 loads a day off him, I get the flu. He comes with me to the doctor and it is confirmed. I am now poz. We both know it is his strain and he is now part of me forever. I am wondering what this means. Surprisingly he takes a week off work and stays with me until I am better. Once I am better after having fucked me twice one evening we are snuggling as his seed drips from my hole. A regular occurrence now. He is snuggling and kissing me and stops and looks me in the eye and says, "I have been thinking about what has happened the past month and I need to ask you something". My heart drops and I am thinking he has done his deed and now he is about to leave. "I have always considered myself a decent kind of guy. And in the straight community, when guy knocks up a girl, they get married. I have knocked you up and I have enjoyed every bit of doing it. Now I want to do the right thing by you. Will you marry me?" I am in shock. I really thought that someone so hot and so good looking would be out the door once the job is done. "Really". "Yes, really! I can't deny that getting you pregnant with my seed and DNA has not been fun. And to be honest on day one I was thinking I'll breed you and bolt just so I can get my rocks off. But the one thing I hadn't planned on was falling in love with you. Now that you have my DNA inside you forever, I want to keep being inside you forever. I love you and want you to marry me."

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...

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.

A little about me first, I’m a 42 year old muscular bear, 6’2 240, living in south Florida. The area I live in, on the East coast is very gay, plenty of cock to be had. this string of events happened last Sunday, June 27th. It was 4pm, I had just gotten off work, I was home and the urge to bottom was all I could think about, I decided to place an add, looking for a top, the add read “hosting now, bear bottom, door unlocked, me ass up, face down, ready for your cock and load, only rule no pulling out, all loads welcome” I hopped in the shower hoping my prep work wouldn’t be for nothing. I got out of the shower to three messages, I replied to all with my address, and gate code. Shortly my phone went off signaling someone was at the gate, I opened the gate and assumed the position. I didn’t wait long and I heard my front door open, and I hear “nice” then I feel a pair of hands on my ass and the sound of a zipper being opened, pretty soon there was a hard cock slapping my ass, the guy didn’t waste any time sliding in, average size with a nice length. He pounded for about 5 mins and then he grunted and I got my first load. He zipped up and left. No sooner had he left and my phone was letting me know a second guy was here, I stayed ass up and much like the first guy he walks in, is already hard and shoved straight in, even though I had just gotten a load this cock was noticeably thicker so the stretch was amazing, he lasted about 10 mins before blasting inside me. While he was breeding me my phone went off signaling my next cock had arrived. I’m sure the two passed each other in the parking lot, lol. Guy three walks in and never says a word starts slapping a semi hard cock on my ass and fingering my hole. He then started commenting on how hot and wet my ass was, soon he slides a nice size cock all the way in with his balls resting on my ass, I’m guessing around 6-7 and average thickness, he didn’t make it more than 3 minutes when he yelled and screamed and filled me good, this cock I could feel pulsing in my hole. He zipped up left without a word. At this point I was just a cum craving slut, wanting more. I got back on my app, updated the add saying I had three loads in, shortly I had a response from a couple and they both wanted to fuck my cum hole. They arrived in about 15 minutes. Found me ass up, face down with a cum filled hole. They both were super sexy black men around the 8-9 inch size and took turns fucking me, the first guy unloaded, then his partner resumed fucking me, meanwhile the first guy walked around and shoved hi cum covered cock in my mouth to clean off, I was loving it. His partner shot in me shortly after I clean him with my mouth as well, and they were on there way. At this point I was tired and ready to jerk my load out. I hopped back online for a quick moment. and read a message from the second guy to breed me and he attached two pics of his cock in me. I included in this story. I sent the pictures to my partner and gave him a run down of my evening, it was a great evening and I’m looking forward to doing it again.

1. Do you enjoy making a man cum with your hand and mouth or him jerking himself off and feeding you his load? Either. I love to make a man cum, but if he wants to jck it and shoot in my mouth (or on me) I'm good with that too. 2. Do you like cum that shoots out hard, or cum that oozes out that you can lick up? I love cum, however it cums out, THOUGH, A huge shooter - strong pulses of cum or a massive volume that causes me to have to swallow quickly and often, really gets my hole to twitching! 3.How do you like to swallow his cum and why? With his cock deep in your throat? With his head resting on your tongue? With your mouth open and your tongue out? Jerking him off? I love to swallow with him balls-deep down my throat. I also like to go back and lick his head to get every last drop. 4. Do you like thick semen or more watery? What is the sweet spot between too thick or too watery? Either. I don't really see a difference when I'm swallowing. If he's fucking me, I like it watery to provide more lube for the next top. 5. Do you like semen sweet and pleasant with little taste, or salty with a very spermy flavor that has a long aftertaste? Why? I like variety. I like a strong spermy flavor and aftertaste. I like to smell it on my beard after. 6. What's the perfect size load that you like to swallow? Enough to get an nice taste? Or enough to get a big gulp? Or something that overwhelms your mouth that you have to work to swallow? I like a load big enough to taste. 7. For those that have sucked off more than 1 guy at the same time, how is the experience different from eating multiple loads opposed to being with 1 guy? I LOVE LOVE LOVE tasting multiple loads at the same time. Swishing it around in my mouth (or ass) and getting a nice mixed load. 2 guys means double the volume. More to taste or use as lube. Some guys get off on snowballing, which I really like cause I love to kiss. 7. Describe the perfect cock that you'd like to suck and the perfect type of cum you'd want to swallow. yours (anyone reading this)

Oh Fuck Yes ! Yes ! 3 or more - BEST - being used and abused - having stretching my cunt hole - making it Sloppy - trying to be stretched for Fisting - Love to be with POZ Fisting guys - having Fun and being used - Cunt Lips - X Tube videos ! Bigger the Better !

Same here. I started barebacking from the get go. The concept of a condom was never in my mind. So far I'm still neg but it is in the cards to for that to change eventually which is what I'm expecting.

Eight years ago my future boyfriend showed me that barebacking was better. During this time I was going from a straight lifestyle to bi to fully gay . I have not used a condom in years. I loved to pump a load into him and how it felt when he pumped a load into to me.

hell yea breed my ass!

Yes, enjoy it a lot. Obviously not nearly as satisfying as a real hookup, but sometimes it's great JO material. I usually end up with a precum soaked spot in the front of my shorts during a sexting session. RP that way is fun too.

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. 😜

I am now on Triumeq as of the last 3 years and I haven't noticed any difference. Prior to it, I was on Tivicay and Kivexa (2 pills). Tivicay is made by ViiV as is Triumeq. Maybe you want to talk to you doctor about it. Also, maybe you want your doc to consider doing differently. I take my pill every 3rd day, and I am still undetectable with a cd4 count in 900's. Skinny bodies don't need that much medication. That's what a saw in an article about people with HIV in India. For the skinny ones, the meds were overkill for them.

Can we just all just take a moment to wallow in the undeniable hotness of porn newcomer ARD? This fellow BZ member (known on here as Toxic-Verse) was kind enough to lend his infectious presence to one of my recent OF fetish videos. Suffice to say, when ARD stepped on set, none of us were prepared for the absolutely gobsmacking performance he delivered. If you haven’t seen the vid yet, I’ve got previews ARD’s porn debut on my Twitter that are so hot, your phone might melt.

Marc and I had fooled around together when we were in college. He had a tight muscular body from being on the wrestling team, and I used to get hard watching his matches. He filled out that singlet well leaving nothing to the imagination. Marc was of French descent, but had some North African blood in him somewhere, so he had a nice tan and dark hair and eyes. He was bi, I guess, and I often jerked off outside of the bedroom door, listening to him plow some pussy. After the girl would leave, I would clean off his cock with my tongue and if he was good for another round, I'd let him fuck me raw and give me his second load. After college, we parted ways and stayed in touch at first, but lost contact after he moved to LA. We exchanged Christmas cards and through them, I followed his life. He got married and had two kids. Then, went through a messy divorce. I had moved to the city and was moving upwards in my business. I had also continued to fuck around with guys, and eventually started dating a really cute guy, Patrick, who was both taller and more limber than I as he he had no body fat and a tight torso. He also had beautiful buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. I met him working out at the gym and we hit it off. He was a romantic at heart and was my first real relationship. After fooling around together and seeing other people on the side for about a year or so, we decided to become monogamous. We had always worn condoms before that, and after being tested, decided to give them up. After a few Christmases together with Patrick, the cards from Marc stopped. By this point, Patrick and I had been together for about five years. We still had a very satisfying sex life and I didn't think either one of us was looking for anything else. Out of the blue, I got a letter from Marc. In it, he explained that his divorce had been terribly painful. His wife had discovered him fucking the brains out of her brother, left him, and took everything. Marc spiraled out of control and had had slept around with a bunch of guys and girls. Someone had given him HIV along the way. In his letter, he gave me a new phone number to call if I wanted to catch up. Of course I called him. He was planning on coming back East to start again and wanted to know if he could crash on our couch until he got his life back together. How could I say no? Patrick and I met Marc at the airport, and I hardly recognized him. Although he still had an amazing chest and abs, otherwise he showed-up looking like a ghost of his former butch self as he had lost a lot of weight. We went out for dinner and drinks and headed home to get him settled in. We were all a bit drunk as we made up the sofa bed and showed him where he could stash his clothes. Our tiny one bedroom apartment meant that we would be seeing a lot of each other, and Marc promised to respect our privacy as much as possible. That night, Patrick crawled up next to me in bed and asked me all about Marc, what our friendship had been like in school and what the sex had been like. He was getting worked up as I told him about taking Marc's loads and other risky things that I would never do any more. Patrick was getting turned on and started fingering his ass. I was getting turned on myself, but reminded Patrick to keep it quiet so we wouldn't disturb or embarrass Marc. Patrick pushed me onto my back and climbed up onto my dick, sitting down on it without lube. At first, he managed to keep his moans low and quiet, but as his rocking got more and more intense, the headboard started banging into the wall. I'm sure Marc knew exactly what was going on. I wondered if Marc was jerking off at the door like I used to do when he was fucking some chick. I gasped, as quietly as I could, filling my lover's ass with my load. Patrick pulled off my dick and lurched forward filling my mouth with his cock, driving it into my throat as he came hard. The next night, Patrick asked me more questions as we were climbing into bed. What was Marc's cock like? How big were his balls? Was his ass hairy? We both got turned on again and it ended about the same way, only this time, Patrick didn't even try to keep his voice down. He did wind up with a cummy hole and I wound up with his load in my stomach. This went on for a few nights, until about a week later, when I noticed that Patrick had not fully closed the bedroom door. I could see the light from the living room through the crack. Our foreplay continued with Patrick asking how hard Marc would fuck. What did his cum taste like? Did his balls slap my ass as he fucked me? From his angle, I knew that Patrick couldn't see the door. Had he left it cracked open on purpose? As I was fucking Patrick, I noticed a shadow in the doorway and I knew it was Marc. I knew he was hearing the filthy questions Patrick was asking about him. 'Did Marc ever rim you? Did he pull on your balls?' Knowing that this POZ stud was listening and may be jerking off to our lovemaking made me so hot. I blew my wad deep into Patrick's hole as he shot all over my chest. The next day at breakfast, I asked how Marc how he slept. He said he had a hard time getting to sleep, but drifted off after watching some great porn. I wondered if the porn he mentioned had been me and Patrick. Marc winked at Patrick, and I saw Patrick shudder. When Patrick got up from the table I could tell that he was hard. It got me hard to know that Patrick was turned on, but my stomach twisted a little thinking that Patrick was playing with fire. Flirting with a POZ stud was one thing, but leaving the door open, practically inviting him to witness our lovemaking was quite another. That night, I made sure the door was closed as we climbed into bed. Patrick climbed up next to me and started nibbling my ear. He then sat up and said that he was thirsty and was going to get a sip of water from the kitchen. He pulled on his robe, leaving it untied in the front, and left the room. I knew he was already naked and that Marc would see his body if he was still awake. I wanted to say something, but it was too late. I waited a few minutes for him and then got out of bed to see what was keeping him. Marc was on the sofa bed, propped up on his shoulders as Patrick was casually talking to him with his robe hanging open. I could tell he was hard as his cock pressed against the folds of open fabric with a bit of his pubes showing. They were whispering. Patrick looked as me and grinned like a kid getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I nodded at him and he said good night to Marc, following me into the bedroom. I lay down and realized immediately that Patrick had barely bothered to close the door. He dropped the robe and practically leapt onto me, pawing the sheets away from my body. Patrick bit my nipples hard and jerked my cock as he cupped my balls. He blew me for a few minutes and then mounted my cock. Usually, he faced me as he rode my dick, but this time, he faced away, watching the open doorway as he bounced up and down. It was only a few seconds before Marc's silhouette was visible in the doorway. He grinned at us and walked through the open door. I saw for the first time how much weight Marc had really lost. If anything, it made his uncut thick 7” dick look even bigger. I could not believe this POZ man from my past was standing naked in my bedroom as I fucked my partner. “You like to watch?” Patrick asked him. “Yeah. I like to watch. I like to do other things too...” Marc grunted in reply as he begin jerking his dick. I was about to say something, reminding Patrick that Marc was POZ, but just then, Patrick slid off my cock, swung his hips around so we were in a '69' position, whereupon Patrick shoved his drooling cock in my mouth. I protested as much as I could, but to no avail. From my position, I could only see Patrick's groin. I couldn't see what Marc was doing, but I had a good idea when I heard Marc say “Yeah man. Fuck yeah. Suck that cock!” I managed to pull myself out from under Patrick's body and saw him tongue-bathing Marc's POZ cock. I was so hard watching my allegedly monogamous partner swallowing another man's dick and loving it. Marc pulled his cock out of Patrick's mouth and spun him around so his ass was hanging off of the bed. He crouched down and ate Patrick's sweaty ass. I had been fucking Patrick already, so his hole was loose enough to swallow all of Marc's tongue. I stammered out, “If we're gonna do this guys, we should find some protection.” They continued as if I hadn't said anything. Patrick buried his head in the sheets, muffling his ears from my protests. Marc stood up and worked his drooling POZ cock over my boyfriend's bare, vulnerable hole. I crouched down beside them, trying to push Marc's torso away from Patrick's quivering ass. I placed my hand beside Marc's slippery cock and he placed his hand over mine, wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. He kept his hand there as he directed the head of his dick into Patrick's winking crack. I watched in horror as the tip of his cock disappeared between Patrick's cheeks. Within seconds, my hand was sandwiched between ass and groin. Marc held my hand there as he gradually picked up his pace until he was really fucking Patrick hard. I looked up at him and saw Marc's eyes glazed over with lust. He jackrabbited away at Patrick's ass as Patrick moaned into the pillows. As their rhythm quickened, Patrick started pushing back onto Marc's dick. “I'm gonna do it man. Gonna shoot my load up your hole. Gonna fill your pussy with my seed.” “Pull out, Marc! Don't cum in him!,” I urged, but Marc released my hand and pushed it aside. He drove in a few more times and held his hips there, shaking all over as he filled my boy's bare hole with his POZ seed. Even though I was mortified, I shot my own load all over myself. As Marc withdrew, a long string of cum stayed attached to his cock, only snapping when Patrick twisted himself onto his back, jerking is own cock until he sprayed his load all over his heaving chest. We all sat there panting. “What the hell just happened?” I asked. “The beginning of something wonderful,” said Patrick. He reached up and pulled Marc's sweaty body down on top of him. “Can he sleep with us tonight?” Patrick asked as he smothered Marc with kisses. What the hell had I gotten us into?

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.

Atlanta is fully open. I've played at the bathhouse and sex club several times. I will be at the Parliament Resort in Augusta, GA in July for 5 days of Fist Fest bliss. Starting to plan out travel for the rest of the year do I can end the year with a respectable partner count and the level of sexual use my body is used to.

As a straight top l turned this around. l think l would rather get sucked off by my friends son. Then send his dad pictures and emails of his son sucking my cock from an unknown email address and telling him what a great cocksucker he is. That was what made me decide to let my son suck my cock. That being said there have been a few of my sons friends who I would gladly have let suck me off. A couple girls and a couple boys. (one of the boys gave me a blowjob every time l drove him home. Usually we would just pull into a parking lot or down an alley or park at the side of the road but he also sucked my cock while I was driving. Lmao

I have experience with it, having had HSV-1 since I was 19. There are two variants (1&2) that course minor pain or irritation in small number of cases that cause an outbreak. Most infections are so minor we don’t recognize it when we see it or they never manifest at all. The majority of adults carry one of the two versions, many of whom have no idea they have it, because they never have an outbreak. Until that happens we have no reason to be tested for the virus, and this means you likely already have herpes. If you get an outbreak they’re easily treatable with Acyclovir. It shortens the duration of the outbreak and if you take it daily it supposedly decreases asymptotic shedding. I’ve known I had this for 13 years(give or take) and have had zero outbreaks in the last decade. So if you peeps on prep want to worry about something you likely already have that you may see once, if ever, then never again that causes no permanent harm…… be free to live your truth there I guess, but I don’t get it.. 🤷🏼‍♂️ Also, with all the HPV concern: there’s a vaccine for the most common versions transmitted that’s given to kids in middle school. There’s a population of my generation that even got it, so if your in your mid thirties or younger, also not a concern. 😁

Sounds fun, will try to be free

Just say NO. LoL

All of the above? Including dad 😂 all done already

Had a surprise last night at bedtime. My buddy texted me from my driveway asking if I was up for a fuck. Lol Of course I was, and next thing I know is his hairy face is rimming my ass good, and I'm sniffing poppers. He likes it when I'm verbal, so I'm telling him to get busy fucking me. Finally he slides his 7" inside me raw and fucks me hard and fast for about 5 minutes and then nuts. I jerked off fast before he went soft, and shot a huge load on my sheet. He leaves, and I slept like a baby🤘🏼

We need words to communicate, 'labels' are a part of the communication process. For example, if one goes to the store to get a cucumber and ends up with a watermelon because everything was packaged and not labeled, you'd not get what you were looking for. People are packaged, we cannot tell just by looking at them whether they wanna fuck or be fucked or___________, so we use words and labels to covey or give a sense of who we are and what we want/need. Labels are not perfect, but they at least give us some direction, a starting place. The challenge i have often encountered with versatile guys (and sometimes bottoms) is them wanting me to fuck or in some way penetrate them. i even try to clarify in some of my profiles: "total bottom, i am not versatile." i sometimes refer guys to the Urban Dictionary, it has a decent definition of 'total bottom.' It seems like some guys just do not grasp or believe there is such a thing as someone who is Total Top or Total bottom. my guess is it's because since some guys are indeed wired for both, they just cannot relate to someone not being as they are and they believe everyone can be like them. It seems to me, a lot of time, it's just a matter of some not taking another at face value. i'm sure not looking for a unicorn. i'm looking for a "Top" and that has changed over time to "Total Top" because i really am looking for a TOP, not someone who wants to flip with me... ever. i do not care about how they look, age, etc.. I do not think thats anything like a unicorn. I am trying to avoid shape shifters lol.

GreaT story! I am looking forward to your next story.

Only like the sexting if it leads to me getting bent over and filled. Hate the flakes.

my uncles were only 4 and 6 years older than me. when I was 15, i went to spend the summer with my grandfather and they were home from college. the 19 yo taught me how to drive and one day had me drive out to the middle of nowhere to show me something. he ended up showing me his 7" cock and teaching me how to suck him off. after 3 loads we went back and the 21 yo took me to his room for more practice on his 8" cock. they taught me a lot that summer.

taking every drop!

Part 9 At this point it was 3am and I didn't know if these guys were ready to leave or not. My question was quickly answered by another knock on the door. I looked out and saw three more guys all dressed in leather. "Party's just startin!" Said Earl. "These are more friends of mine." I opened the door and in walked 3 black men. Burt, Shawn and Anthony. They we're all probably all in their late 20's, early 30's and all pretty built. "Damn." Said Shawn as he felt Colt's ass. "He is a hot fuckin white boy! How fucked up is he?" "Oh he's WAY fucked up!" Laughed Earl. "Well this cracker cowboy is about to get MAJOR fucked up!" Declared Shawn as he spit on Colt's face. "I gotta piss. Get his ass in the tub!" Burt and Anthony half carried, half dragged Colt into the bathroom and dumped him in the tub. Then Shawn whipped out his big black snake and let loose with a powerful spray of piss. He covered Colt with his golden flow from his still hatted head to his still booted feet. "Open your mouth boy!" He ordered Colt. Colt obliged and his mouth was filled with the the black strangers piss. He gulped as much as he could, as I imagined he was quite thirsty. "Look at that pig!" Shawn laughed. "Drinking a strange black man's piss like a disgusting piece of trash. That's what I like! A white boy bitch who knows his place!" Shawn's flow eventually stopped and he said, "Anyone else need to use this toilet? Go ahead. Then clean this filthy pig off and bring him back so we can wreck that cowboy ass some more!" Each of the guys took their turns pissing all over Colt as he gulped as much piss as he could. When they were done, I pulled off his piss covered hat and boots and turned the shower on him. The cold water helped to revitalize him a bit and I quickly helped scrub him down before returning to the bedroom. Shawn had two big lines prepped up on a mirror waiting for Colt. He handed Colt a straw and the whore snorted them down without thinking twice about it. Shawn just smiled. After a couple of minutes, Colt became visibly disoriented before eventually falling back onto the bed. His mouth hung open and his eyes glazed over and I became scared that he had O.D. But I could still see him breathing. "Is he ok?" I asked a bit paniky. "He's fine." Replied Shawn. "I've never lost one yet. He's just in a K hole at the moment." "A what?" I asked. "K hole. From ketamine. A tranquilizer. He'll come out of it in a bit. And it will help us REALLY bust his pussy open good!" He said as he spread Colt's unconscious legs apart. "Damn, its looking like a real pussy already! A real man slit!" Shawn licked his lips as he slid his huge black cock into the unmoving teen. "Oh that's nice. Real wet and sloppy. Some guys like a nice tight hole. Not me man. The looser the hotter!" He held onto Colt's thighs as he started pounding his hole. Colt's eyes just stared blankly into space and his head flopped around as Shawn rode him hard. After about 20 minutes, Colt's eyes began to flutter as he slowly regained some consciousness. "This is my favourite part." Groaned Shawn. "He knows something is happening to him, but he doesn't know what. His head is so far gone from his body, he thinks he's on another planet right now. Isn't that right cracker?" He said as he grabbed Colt's head and made him look at him through his hazy eyes. Colt's mouth moved a bit as he grunted as if he was trying to speak. Shawn just kept pounding him as he spit on Colt's face and into his mouth. He didn't even react as the spit hit him right in the eye and ran down his face. I know I should have stopped things. I mean, here is this room full of strangers I knew NOTHING about and the love of my life was barely conscious as a totally random black man drugged him into outer space and raped his defenseless hole. But it was also so fucking hot and my rock hard cock confirmed how much it turned me on. "Oh fuck!" Groaned Shawn. "I'm gonna breed this hot fucking bitch! Gonna cum in his hot cracker cowboy pussy. Oh yeah! Fuckin take my load you filthy pig!" Shawn buried what had to be a 12 inch fat cock all the way into Colt and shook as he pumped his load deep into Colt's guts. Colt barely reacted except for a couple of little grunts. Burt moved into his place and shoved his equally fat, but not as long cock into the still prone Colt as Shawn moved to his head. As Burt started fucking him, Shawn rammed his still half hard cock right down Colt's throat. Colt didn't even react as I watched his throat stretch out, clearly showing the outline of the huge cock buried balls deep in it. I saw Shawn flex his ab muscles. "I always save a little bit of piss for after a good fuck." He said as he shot some straight into Colt's belly. When he pulled out, throat slime and piss gurgled out of Colt mouth and down his chin. "Come on Anthony." He said to his friend. Let's not waste a K'd out cracker hole. Especially not one this hot. Double fuck the bitch!" Anthony laid on the dirty bed next to Colt and rolled his big heavy body on top of his. Then he slid his also fat cock right into Colt. Burt then climbed onto Colt's back and slid his cock right back in. Colt made some soft grunts and moans as the two men started pounding him simultaneously. I couldn't help myself, and had to get in on the action. This situation may never happen again, (although it did!) so I had to find out what it felt like to use Colt in his very fucked up state. I climbed onto the bed next to Colt's head. I grabbed his curley brown hair and pulled his head back. Looking into his beautiful and still unfocused green eyes, I slid my cock all the way down his throat. I met zero resistance as I slid past his tonsils and into his esophagus. I let out a sigh and began power fucking his throat as the two black men raped his hole. I held his hair tight in my fist and slammed his head over and over into my pubes, making sure to pull out enough once in a while so Colt could breath before slamming him back down on me. While the three cocks were raping his two holes, Colt began to regain more consciousness. His grunts and moans were becoming more audible and he started moving his arms around. But we didn't stop. Oh hell no! It was too fucking amazing! The only thing that stopped us was mother nature as both Burt and Anthony announced they were about to cum. As they both flooded Colt's guts with their seed, I let out a howl and crushed Colt's head into my groin as I pumped my own load right down his throat. We all collapsed on the bed in a sweaty heap as Colt sputtered and coughed up some cum. But there is no rest for the wicked as they say. Soon Lee and Al were moving into position to double fuck Colt after shoving a nice shard up his ass as John moved into position to throat fuck him. The next few hours were spent raping the fucking shit out of Colt. He was shown no mercy and given no breaks as there was always one, two, or three cocks in his holes. But hey, that's what the whore wanted! And he never asked to stop. Such a trooper. I lost count of the loads that were dumped in him and the sun was well up by the time the last man came all he could. Just when I thought the party was over, Shawn busted out his mirror and his baggy. "Should we really be doing more of that?" I asked him. "Trust me." He said. "Only a little bit this time. Just to get him through the final part. It won't affect him like last time." I watched as he made two little lines and Colt snorted them right down. Then Anthony attached ankle restraints to Colt and attached his wrist restraints to those so Colt was head down and ass up. Earl attached a pair of alligator clamps to Colt's tits causing him to squeel in pain. Then Shawn grabbed a bottle of lube and squirted some into Colt's already cum filled ass. "I told you I was gonna wreck the cracker cowboys hole!" He said as he very quickly pushed his large black hand right into Colt's busted pussy. Colt's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a long, low groan as his insatiable hole sucked Shawn's arm right in, halfway to his elbow. I stared at his distended ass lips as I could see Colt squeezing and milking Shawn's arm as he moaned in ecstasy. Then he began involuntary rocking back and forth, fucking himself on Shawn's arm, taking more and more of it deeper in him. The rest of us watched in awe as more of Shawn's arm disappeared into Colt's greedy hole until he was elbow deep. Colt moaned as drool ran out of his mouth. Shawn just laughed. "Another cracker broken." He said as he pulled all the way out. Everybody murmured their approval of the three inches of Colt's bright red intestines that now stuck out of his asshole. Colt whined and begged. "Please put it back in me!" He pleaded. Shawn laughed some more as he reached for a baggy of crystals. He covered his finger in powder and rubbed it into Colt's inflamed rosebud causing the teen to hiss. Then he put his hands together and started pushing both of them in together. Colt's hole parted like the Red Sea. Literally. His bright red rosebud stretched open like it was nothing and Shawn's hands were sucked right in. "Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Colt moaned as the big hands stretched him open wider than he had ever been before. Shawn just started pumping Colt's muscular ass, pushing more and more of his arms into the boy. I have no idea how he wasn't being ripped apart at this point, but he just kept moaning louder and louder in pure pleasure. Shawn pumped Colt's ass until he was almost elbow deep again with both arms. Then he pulled one arm out and pushed his other arm into Colt until his elbow past his sphincter. Colt shook and groaned as his insides were rearranged. Then Shawn slid his big black cock into Colt's busted hole, right next to his arm. He started fucking with both his cock and his arm as Colt started blabbering gibberish. Then John took the vibrator and started rubbing it on Colt's caged cockhead. Colt started going crazy. "Oh fuck! Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Holy shit! Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!" Colt's caged cock started squirting another load of super watery cum as he shook and spasmed on the cock and arm buried inside him, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Then Shawn started shaking as he unloaded one final time into the busted teen ass beneath him. He pulled out as Colt's restraints were released causing him to collapse on the bed in exhaustion. His three inch rosebud oozed cum and lube and Shawn smiled. "THAT'S how you break a cracker bitch!" He laughed. After everyone finally left, I took the latest plug we had and slid it into Colt. Just for fun, I slid it in and out several times as it met zero resistance and made wet schloopy sounds. "We're gonna have to find a bigger plug for you whore." I said as his hole sucked it in. He just laughed and pulled me into him, kissing me deep.

Ok friends, fans, and fellow sick fucks. Here, finally, is the next two chapters. I locked up my cock, plugged up my hole with the vibrating one and said no release till they were done. What I really need is a strict dominant Top to keep me on line! Punish me if I don't, and reward me with a nice cock (or two or three) breeding me when I finish one. Hey, we all need incentive! So enjoy! I'm off to blow a well deserved load! Hope you all do too! Part 8 Earl and John had big smiles on their faces as they approached the bed. They started feeling up Colt's big sweaty muscle body. Their hands roamed every inch of him, from his bull like shoulders and massive biceps to his flat pecs and defined 8 pack abs. Colt just moaned and writhed as the men worshiped his teenage jock body and pinched his hard, pink nips. "He flying?" John asked me. "Like a kite!" I grinned as I sat in a chair and watched the men enjoy my whores hot bod. "Niiiiice." He said as they rolled Colt over. "God DAMN look at that glorious ass!" He exclaimed as Colt instinctively arched his back and thrust his big round white ass into the air like a well trained hungry slut. "I'm gonna love tearing that up!" "It's all yours!" I groaned as I stroked my hard cock. "Don't show the whore any mercy!" "Music to my ears!" Earl groaned as he and John started rummaging through our newly purchased items. Soon they had Colt tied face down with a ball gag in his mouth, arms stretched wide, and his legs hanging off the end of the bed with his ankles spread wide and tied. They had put his cowboy boots back on him as well as his bandana and plopped his black hat on top of his sweaty brown curls. "That's what I like to see." Earl grinned. "A hot, helpless cowboy ready for abuse!" And FUCK did he look hot! Precum dripped down my cock as I took pics of my studly cowboy whore. Then John pulled out the fat plug from Colt's hole. I walked around so I could see his gaping pussy. And boy did it gape! It was a bright red rosebud and cum was leaking out of it. John knelt down and licked up the cum that was running over Colt's balls. Then he planted his mouth on the open hole and voraciously ate out Colt's cum tunnel. Colt moaned and writhed as John sucked out as much cum as he could. As he was doing this, Earl pulled out the electro box we purchased, at his advice, as well as a large metal plug and a urethral sound. After coating the sound with a lubricant, he pulled a still feeding John off of Colt's hole and inserted the 10 inch flexible sound right into Colt's piss hole of his still caged cock. Colt let out a long groan as he experienced this new sensation of his prostate being probed from the inside. Then Earl took the crystal coated plug and shoved it into the open hole before him eliciting whines from Colt as his sensitive tissues burned anew. Just as Earl finished hooking up the box, there was another knock on the door. I looked out the window and saw four men, all dressed in full leather. I recognized Tony, and let them in. Tony introduce me to his partner Lance, an older guy, skinny and hairy like Tony, and their friends, Lee and Al. They were the youngest of the group, probably in their 30's, and both were heavy set guys with lots of tattoos. "Just in time boys." Announced Earl. "The fun is just about to start!" All six men pulled out cigars and lit them up as Earl started manipulating the buttons on the box. I stroked my cock as I watched Colt's body as he began to twitch and jerk while Earl administered various shock and jolts. Colt moaned and groaned while his cock began to leak copious amounts of precum. Then Al pulled Colt's big leather belt out of his shorts and brought down a hard, solid strike right across Colt's rock hard ass as Earl delivered a powerful jolt to his cock and ass at the same time. Colt screamed into the gag as his entire body went ridged and his eyes bugged out. Fresh sweat broke out all over his body as every muscle on his body trembled from the electric shock coursing through him. After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, Earl dialed it down and Colt's body collapsed as he panted heavily. Two of the men blew cigar smoke into his face while they all laughed and rubbed his wet body. Colt looked at me through his tear stained, fucked up eyes, but I just smiled as I held some poppers under his nose. Then Earl began the light manipulation again and soon Colt was moaning as his cock continued to leak. Then Al raised the belt and struck Colt across his shoulders as hard as he could as Earl hit the box heavy again. More gagged screams came from Colt's mouth as every muscle again went taught and pulled on his bonds. This time Earl held it for a couple of seconds longer before powering down again, causing Colt to collapse and breath hard as more cigar smoke was blown into his face. This went on for a solid hour with Earl increasing the time on the powerful jolts longer and longer until they reached about 20 seconds which must have seemed like an eternity to poor Colt. Finally, after Colt's back and ass were covered with angry red welts, John took a vibrator and started rubbing the head of Colt's cock through the cage while Earl worked his magic with the electro box. Two of the guys reached under his chest and started twisting and pinching his nips. In no time at all, Colt moans turned to whines as he undulated his ass and John increased the vibrations on his cockhead. In just a matter of minutes, Colt was yelling into the gag as tears flowed out of his eyes. Then, his caged cock erupted in a huge explosion of watery cum. Colt sobbed into the gag as more and more cum flowed out of him. The men just laughed and cheered as the teenage cowboy experienced an orgasm that was more painful than pleasurable. Colt continued to sob as the last of his clear cum leaked out of his aching dick. I was so turned on by his torment that I couldn't help myself. I ripped the plug out of his ass and rammed my hard cock into him. I had never felt Colt's ass to be so hot and loose. It felt like it was on fire and my dick could barely feel his anal walls. I unloaded into him instantly, pumping my big load into his mushy guts as his sobs continued. I don't know what was hotter, his wrecked out cunt, or the fact that this big bad stud was crying as I came in him. The men untied him, and he didn't even move. Then they rolled him over and pushed his big legs back. They wrapped his elbows under his knees and attached his wrist restraints together so his ass was splayed open and defenseless. My fresh load of cum oozed out of him and Earl just scooped it up and pushed it back inside him before shoving a huge shard of T into the hole beneath him and slamming his big cock into my man. I sat back and hit the pipe as I watched all six men take their turns on Colt's cumdump hole. I watched as all six men, strangers, deposit their seed into the teenage cowboy whore beneath them. And I smiled, knowing this was where Colt belonged.

I’d love to find a beautiful muscle man, 30s-50s, hairy, ripe, ripped, verbal, dom. It starts off consensual, but he knows I want to do everything I can to please his cock and that my biggest turnoff is asking permission. After he’s been drilling me for a while, he slides his hands around my neck and starts to squeeze. “It’s ok. Just give me your hole.” He eases up to let me catch my breath, but those breaths are getting shorter and further inbetween. “Just let me use you. My cock needs this. Let me have it. Just let me,” and he clamps down. When I start to struggle he shushes me like a baby, “it’s ok. Just let me. You don’t need to breathe, you need to make my cock harder.” And he begins to fuck me violently. “I can’t let go till I’m done, bro. You can breathe after I cum. Yeah. You fucking love this. Hey hey hey, stay with me.” And i try desperately to stay awake, get a breath in, but he’s pinning me down, i can’t get away. I just have to let him use me till he’s done and hope he can get off before I blackout. Because deep down I know no matter what he won’t let go until he’s done.

Well yes - the top is supposed to always be in charge and be able to do what he wants BUT if the bottom is a greedy cum pig and is going to the baths or some other cruise spot You could just make sure you have a nice coating of Vaseline inside your ass and that should melt any rubber so you can still get the load and hopefully introduce a top to the joys of bb

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Zac was behind me pressing his cock at my hole, but I pulled away not wanting to lose any of Dan's spunk. "Let the boi rest, man." Den slapped his hand down on the seat beside him, "Sit up, boi. There's no rush. Zac, sort Dan out, will ya?" I slowly moved to sit next to Den, scooping up the cum that had leaked out of me. Den put his arm round my shoulders and pulled me to him. I reached over with my spunk covered hand and started stroking his shaft while Zac got Dan in the chair then sat on the floor. Den squeezed me a little closer, "OK,boi?" "Uh huh," I smiled, "Fuck..." We sat for a few minutes while Den rolled a joint, "Dan's done for the night now, but Zac's gonna give you another load before you get my piece up you. Understand? "Oh, yeah, wanna feel you in me." I had a few lugs on the joint and passed it to Zac, then reached over and took the pipe from the table. I took a long deep pull and put it down, holding my breath. When I couldn't hold any more I bent over and took Den's knob in my mouth and breathed out over him. He put a hand on my head and lightly pushed me down. I got about half way before the first gag came. My jaw was stretched open so far I thought my lips would tear. He took his hand away, I pulled up to hold just the knob in my mouth and worked over it with my tongue. Den was mumbling encouragement, "Mmmm, nice..." A little precum oozed and I flicked my tongue over the slit. I shifted up on to my knees for a better angle, so I was kneeling on the sofa beside him. His arm dropped from my shoulders and he felt up my twitching fuck hole. Zac got on the sofa behind me, spat on my hole and pushed himself into me with one stroke. Dan's spunk oozed as Zac fucked harder and faster. Den lifted me off his knob and put the pipe in my mouth, I chugged hard before he took it away and my head dropped to his balls. I licked and sucked on them as best I could. Zac was getting close - knew the signs. He spasmed and let out a long growl when he finally let off in me. He withdrew slowly, scooping up the leaking spunk and fingering it back into me. I clamped closed as hard as I could and turned to suck him clean. Turning back to Den, I straddled him with his knob just touching me. He locked my eyes with his. I relaxed and felt the spunk run from my cunt over his knob as I pushed down onto him. I winced at the pain when he popped into me, I stayed just there getting used to his knob. The pain only lasted a few seconds, but my cunt throbbed at stretching to take him. He took hold of my arm and this time I saw him put the syringe in my vein. I reached over and took hold of it, pressing the plunger myself. He pulled it away and let go, lifting my arm. It was stronger than the first. My cunt opened and slid down on him before the rush peaked... Den put an arm round me, pulled me close, slid over sideways and laid on the sofa with me still sitting fully impaled. All my muscles were twitching, especially my guts round his shaft, as he started bucking up into me. I leant back, reaching for support on the back of the sofa, and lifted to give him more space. He fucked longer and harder. I felt the pain as if it was someone else's and started matching his strokes until he was taking full length strokes into me. Sweat was running from me and suddenly Zac was on my armpit, rubbing his face and licking up the sweat. He pulled away, and a few seconds later came round to kiss me deeply with his face and tongue covered in my stink. As soon as our mouths closed on each other, he blew a lungfull of smoke which I eagerly sucked down. Den pushed Zac aside and pulled me down to kiss and suck the remaining smoke from my lungs. He was still bucking up and down, but with the crystal smoke and movement he popped out. I reached round, he slid me down to the floor before I could get back on him. I was on all fours, Zac scooted under me and licked at my soft cock and balls which were wet from all the spunk oozing from my hole. Den slid back in to me and fucked a long slow stroke. Zac went from my stiffening cock to Dan's shaft stretching me open, and back again. After a while, Dan started taking harder, faster strokes and Zac slid away. Dan built up to a new rhythm, and when he's settled into it Zac slid back under me. This time to kiss and exchange lungfulls of smoke. He'd got his legs straddling mine so when he lifted his legs my knob felt his hole. Den's next in stroke pushed me in to him. He held me tight with his arms and legs so I was lying on top of him. The taste of cum, cunt and sweat while we kissed was making me as high as the meth. Instinctively, I started fucking. Den slowed and let me fuck myself on him, gradually taking him further and further. I was fucking faster and harder and Den was pushing further down until he was all in me and me all in Zac. All I could do was rock back and forth. Dan leant down and I felt his full weight on my back. He was pumping slowly at my guts when I felt the needle ... the rush ... My head cleared to a deep, viscous fucking. I was screaming into Zac's mouth and realised I was still fucking him. Or Den was fucking him with my cock, more like. Den was cursing and shouting abuse at me "...fuck your queer white cunt...", "... black man meat..." You know the stuff. I started bucking back and forth, clamping round his shaft, ignoring the pain, reaching round to feel his shaft and balls. "Fucking black man in me... Yeah..." Zac pulled me down to whisper, "He's not gonna stop 'til he cums. Play with his balls." My balls ached from being drawn up so far and I was desperately trying not to cum - I'd have to stop if I did. I reached further and felt his balls which were now tight. Kissing Zac again, I tickled Den as his balls and shaft rubbed over my fingers. My arm was cramping when his rhythm faltered and he fell hard on my back. Short random thrusts, deep inside me, and he was literally flooding spunk into me. Even with him so deep, and my cunt clenching round him, it was oozing out and I spread it over my balls and cock. My cock exploded in Zac and I clamped so hard on Den I thought I might squeeze his cock off. We stayed locked together for several minutes before Zac shifted and I fell out of him. He hauled himself 'up' so my face rubbed over his chest and belly. When his cock came to my mouth, I sucked him clean and he started rising in my mouth. Den lifted himself and eased from my sloppy hole, slumping on the sofa. I turned and licked pressed my face to his cock and balls. As I started licking him clean, Zac slid into me, "I love a sloppy wet arse." I was twitching, sore/numb and could barely feel him except when his thighs slapped my butt. I rubbed Den's cock all over my face, covering myself in the spunk and cunt juice. My arse must've felt like fucking a sack, but soon Zac pumped another load into me before collapsing on the floor with me following behind. I woke sometime later with Zac spooning me from behind. It was light outside and Zac was sleeping with his cock in me.

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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...

Wish I had the guts to let this happen to me! A big, hard poz cock pummeling my virgin asshole! It must be incredible to feel a man ejaculating inside your hole!

Getting your butt full and pregnant with my seed is very high on my life bucket list boy

I like pretty much everything about President Trump, but 2 things stand out: He's not part of the political class, at all, & he has managed to give 10 million "Progressives"/Wanna-be Socialists malignant hypertension! (Malignant hypertension means high blood that causes someone to have a deadly stroke!) TRUMP 2020 --- Make America Great Again!

I was curious for the others that have had sex with their dad, if sex was part of your Father’s Day with your dad. Since my parents were divorced, once the sex started, sex was always part of the day. Even as adults, I’d suck his cock as my “gift” to him. Then he’d fuck my brains out sometime during the day, and sometimes screwing me a second time before I’d leave.

Only one time that i was sure of. At 12 my friend's single dad fucked me and it wasn't long before he was fucking his son and sharing his cock between the 2 of us.

Got an instant message from a coworker this morning at work. I casually know him and I have always found him to be very sexy. He is a daddy type with a hairy body and stands about 6'3. He mentioned that there were some opportunities that I might want to discuss and he asked if I could meet him down the street by the park to eat. When we got there, the conversation was casual and it was all about work. After about 15 min., he asked if he could show me something on his phone. He walked around and sat next to me and showed me his phone. On the screen was my NKP profile and a conversation that I had been having with him for weeks. I have never mixed my wild/kinky side with work and I was speechless. Having someone at work know everything I get into scared me. He reached around and started rubbing my ass and said that now I knew his secret. Instantly I realized I was ok given the list of things he had in his profile and I got instantly hard thinking about everything we had talked about. There was no one around in the area and by this point, he had slid his hand down my pants and he was fingering my hole. There was a bathroom across the way and he said to go in and go into the last stall and pull my pants down and face the wall. I did as I was told and lubed myself with a ton of spit. A few minutes later, I heard him walk in and then come into the stall with me. He was rock hard and he had already spit in his hand to lube his dick. He lined up with my hole and started to push inside me. He was thicker than I expected and he wasted no time fucking me hard. He gagged me with his tie and shoved my face against the dirty wall. This guy started trash talking me and telling me how he was going to use me as his toy during the day and in the coming weeks. I couldn't say a word, but I moaned in pleasure. Within a few minutes, he grabs my hips and slams my body against the wall as he unloads inside me. When he pulls out, he tells me not to let any leak out and to sit on the toilet. I suck him clean and without warning he starts to piss in my mouth. At this point, he grabs the back of my head and says drink it. You know you like it. I swallow as much as I can and then start to gag. Luckily, it didn't get all over us. When he was done, he pulled up his pants and told me to meet him in the car in a few minutes. I did as I was told and we drove back to the office in silence. I wasn't sure what to say. Luckily, I had my gym bag and an extra set of clothes in the men's locker room by the gym. I went in and cleaned up, but before I went back to my desk I took a big taste of his load. You could tell he hadn't come in awhile given the amount that came out. He messaged me tonight online and he never mentioned this afternoon. He wants to get together this weekend to pnp at man's country.

PART 6 As Grant’s dick slowly churned the poz cum inside Conrad’s fuckhole, my bro just kept grinning—a less angelic grin than before, almost a little evil—and his eyes radiated the dark intensity of a truly trashed-up chempig. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said to him, and he looked at me with that same grin. “This is fuckin’ amazing, bro,” he replied. “Ever since you put that needle in my arm, all I can think is dick. Dick. I need dick. I love dick. Fuck, dude! DICK.” That made everybody laugh. “I’m glad to hear that, boy. Slamming should do that to a bottompig like you.” Conrad growled hungrily, then turned to Grant. “Fuck, Daddy—that felt so good. Your cock, your cum. You fed me exactly what I needed, exactly where I needed it. Poz cum in my raw hole.” Right around that moment—as Grant and Conrad continued their Daddy-bro bonding with filthy pigtalk punctuated by the occasional deep kiss—my phone buzzed. It was a text from Rick, my buddy at the front desk of the bathhouse. If you’re up for another conquest tonight, he wrote, I’ve got a candidate for you. Hot little self-righteous condom-Nazi with a gorgeous furry butt. I replied right away, telling him that Recruit #1 was already a trashy slampig, so I had time to bring another boy to the dark side. Rick texted right back: Fuck yeah! You’ll find him sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I want to see his pupils get bigger than fuckin quarters. And then I want to destroy his slammed-up hole. (This is why I love playing with Rick: for him, innocence is only acceptable if it’s up for immediate destruction.) I didn’t want to miss this boy at the Jacuzzi, so I grabbed Jason—Grant’s furry pigboy—and asked him to give me a hand. Then I pulled Conrad down from the sling and said it was time to rinse off. I assured Daddy Grant that his boys would return soon, then ushered Conrad and Jason out the door with their towels draped over their shoulders. As the three of us walked past a steady stream of half-naked men—many of them leering at us, some reaching out to brush their hands against Conrad’s boyish skin—I explained how the two of them could help me nail my newest victim. When we arrived at our destination, the three of us parted ways: I went to the Jacuzzi, and Jason and Conrad went into the group shower. (At this particular bathhouse, anyone sitting in the Jacuzzi can ogle the dudes in the shower—the two areas are only a few feet apart.) As for Rick’s boy, I caught sight of him immediately. He was maybe in his mid-20s, short and compact, with a perfect dusting of fur across his muscular little chest. A little bit of scruff. Rugby players’ legs. A nice piece of uncut meat between his legs. And that face—the kind of angelic face that demands to be stuffed full of cock. As I slowly walked down the hot tub stairs and submerged myself in the water, I made sure that my cock stayed above the surface long enough for my new target to see it. He saw it, alright—and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stared back. And as I sat down on the ledge across from him, I cocked my head to indicate he should sit with me. He didn’t hesitate for a second. As he walked my way, I got a clearer look at his ridiculously defined six-pack, not to mention his rapidly-growing cock. Best of all, when he spun around to sit down on the ledge next to me, I got a quick peek at his ass. Rick wasn’t kidding—this boy had the kind of butt that gangfucks were made for. We started with a little small talk. His name was Dylan. He was a grad student, and he’d been in the area for about six months. But just as I began to turn the conversation in a more filthy direction, everyone in the Jacuzzi started pointing to the showers—and once we looked, we couldn’t stop staring, because Jason and Conrad were putting on quite a show. This was all part of my plan, of course. I’d instructed Jason and Conrad to walk into the shower area as if they didn’t know each other. I’d told them to choose adjacent showers. I directed Conrad to begin soaping up his hot young jockbutt, and I told Jason to respond by jacking his stiffening cock. By the time Dylan and I started watching, Jason was already fingering Conrad’s hole and asking him to squeeze out a little cum from his last breeding. We watched as a thick stream of white jizz came streaming out of Conrad’s butt, which earned an audible grunt of appreciation from the cumpigs in the hot tub. By the time Jason pushed Conrad against the railing of the Jacuzzi and started pounding him raw, I was rubbing my finger across the surface of Dylan’s tight little furry fuckhole, earning a little moan in the process. His cock was rock-hard as he openly gaped at the bareback fuckshow in front of us. “Pretty hot, huh?” I said, continuing to run my finger across the entrance to his hole. “Fuck yeah—it’s definitely hot. But not for me, man—I play safe, you know?” “Oh, that’s cool—so do I.” He turned to me and gave me an appreciative smile. Then I leaned over and whispered in his ear: “And I have rubbers in my room. So when can I fuck you?” He didn’t answer, but simply stood up and walked to get his towel, the muscles in his butt flexing with every step. He glanced back and gestured for me to join. Following close behind, I watched him clamber out of the Jacuzzi, his leg swinging up to the edge as he climbed out the side of the pool—a maneuver that briefly exposed his fuckhole. One way or another, I said to myself, consensual or not, this boy’s butt is taking my raw dick tonight. Just then, the fuck between Jason and Conrad was reaching its noisy climax. Jason was asking my lil’ bro all sorts of questions: do you like being a fuckin’ bareback slut at the bathhouse? Do you like giving up your wrecked pighole to total strangers? Are you gonna take loads in your slopped-up hole all fucking night? Conrad didn't answer, exactly, beyond a half-coherent litany of nasty pigspeak, his slammed-up brain unable to perform basic processes while that big raw dick was pounding his hole. He just kept saying things like fuck, fuck, fuck, breed it fucker, fuckin’ A, fuckin’ use this hole, use my hungry cunt. Knock it up. Please, please knock it up. Fuck! Goddammit, you hot pig motherfucker… Then I heard Jason start to breathe heavily as his dick slapped faster and faster against that cum-flooded hole. Then came a few more questions: You want my fuckin’ load in your slopped-up hole, huh? You hungry for my cum? You wanna get fuckin’ pregnant, dude? Yes, shouted Conrad, nearly delirious with hunger. Fuckin’ yes. Fuckin’ breed me. Please. Please, please breed me. I’m so fuckin’ hungry for that seed. Ohmigod—ohmigod—I feel it—I feel it—fuck yeah! Gimme your load, dude. Thank you. Oh, fuck! Thank you. Thank you. Ohmigod—FUCKER! Everyone in the hot tub could see Jason’s whole body shake as he unleashed his poz cum inside my lil’ bro, Conrad grinning like a little kid as he milked that dick clean with his hungry jockbutt. When Dylan and I turned to leave, I caught a quick glimpse of Jason’s softening cock, coated with fresh seed, pulling out of Conrad’s hole, only to be replaced right away by some random dude’s veiny, precum-dripping Daddy dick. My lil’ bro let out a guttural moan of approval as the new cock invaded his ass—and the whole time I just kept brushing my fingers against Dylan’s twitching, furry muscle hole. First, we took a brief detour to the front desk. I told Dylan that I needed an extra towel, but I actually needed to give Rick a signal that a new corruption project was underway. As I picked up the towel, I gave Rick a little wink, and he replied by mouthing the word “Oink.” As Dylan and I walked away, I looked back at the front desk and held up both hands, mouthing “10 minutes.” Rick answered with a thumbs-up while flashing an evil-pig grin. Back in the room, Dylan climbed up on the bed, got on all fours, and immediately began sucking my dick. Bobbing up and down on my poz shaft, he instinctively arched his back and aimed his hole at the ceiling. I fixed my sights on that quivering cunt, imagining just how incredible this negboy’s fuckhole would feel against the skin of my poz cock. I leaned down to kiss Dylan. It was important to make a good connection with this kid, to gain his trust. I’ve found that a good makeout session can help establish that kind of instant connection, especially if the boy is affectionate and eager for someone to take care of him. That was Dylan, all right—I could tell he was a sweet one. I wreck boys like him all the time: nice kids who somehow fall under the spell of a guy like me, a guy who lives to see virgin boyhole oozing thick white sperm, preferably streaked with ribbons of pink and red. Cum and blood: the keys to initiation and brotherhood. Dylan kissed me hungrily while I kept toying with his fuckhole. “Just curious, boy,” I whispered in his ear. “Do you like to get tied up?” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Just as long as you don’t make the knots too tight. I kinda just want the illusion that I’m tied up, you know? I need to be able to escape if necessary.” “Oh, of course,” I replied, reaching into my bag to grab a handful of rope. I looped a few coils around his wrists, then made a loose knot on the bedposts so that he wouldn’t feel trapped. “That OK, boy?” He nodded with a big grin. I leaned down to kiss him again, and his body trembled with hunger and excitement. “I can’t wait to feel my cock slide inside you, Dylan. You’re such a sexy little fucker.” He responded with a happy murmur as I reached into my bag. OK, that’s enough affection for now, I thought to myself. It’s time for things to take a nasty turn. First, I grabbed a piece of piss-stained fabric and shoved it in his mouth. Then I reached up to the knots on the bedposts, and with a simple tug I tightened them so that Dylan couldn’t move his arms. His eyes grew wide, and he attempted to use his legs as leverage, but it was no use—I’d already pinned his thighs with my knees. “Sorry, kid,” I said. “When I tie a boy up, he’s fuckin’ pinned until I say otherwise. For real. No escaping, understand? Tonight you’re mine.” As Dylan attempted to scream through the fabric, I heard a knock at the door, followed by a key entering the doorknob. I looked back to see Rick come in with our buddy Santiago, another staff member. (Santiago, you see, is the kind of ruthless Latino top who just isn’t happy until he sees blood on his dick.) “Excuse me, guys, but we heard sounds of a struggle in here,” Rick said to me, doing his best to sound genuinely concerned. “We just wanted to make sure everything’s alright.” Dylan tried screaming again, but I muffled him even more by placing my hand over his mouth. “Everything's fine," I assured him. "I do have one small problem, though: I need some help getting this boy under control. See those ropes on the bedside table?” Rick nodded and grabbed the ropes. Dylan, meanwhile, was trembling with fear—and that’s a major turn-on for me. When I see a boy get scared because he’s no longer in control, my cock twitches and I start drooling precum. I mean, look: there’s nothing hotter to me than watching a boy break. I love breaking ‘em down until they finally surrender and start begging for the raw dick they’ve always wanted. As Dylan kept trembling and whimpering, Rick and Santiago each grabbed a leg, bent him in half to expose his fuckhole, then secured his ankles to the bedposts. He struggled from time to time, and his head kept shaking back and forth in silent protest. But these protests were feeble—he knew he was fucked. I turned to Rick. “In the nightstand, you’ll find a needleless syringe. It’s all ready to go. A nice big fat dose.” He handed it over to me, and I inserted the plastic tip into Dylan’s hole as he gave me a pained, pleading look. “Don’t worry, boy. This is just some very, very special lube.” Then I pushed the plunger in, releasing the drugs into his fuckhole and bringing Dylan one step closer to the world of chemsex. With the chems quickly finding their way into Dylan’s system, I reached into my bag to grab one of my specially prepared condoms. (The preparation is pretty simple: I slice off the reservoir at the tip, so it only takes a few deep thrusts before my mushroom head bursts through the weak end of the rubber.) I held up the condom for Dylan to see, and relief flashed across his face. We were being safe after all! Then I rolled it onto my dick—making sure my boy didn’t catch sight of the hole at the tip—before pouring some lube on my shaft. Finally, with a slow thrust, I began sinking my poz dick and its useless rubber into this helpless negboy fuckhole. His cunt was warm and hungry from that giant booty bump, and I had no problem going balls-deep on the first push. I pulled back a few inches, then buried my dick all the way once more—at which point I felt my cockhead burst through the rubber, and my precum-covered cock got its first exposure to the warmth and wetness of Dylan’s unprotected fuckhole. A moment later, I pulled back out. The broken rubber now covered about two-thirds of my cock, and a string of precum connected the tip of my dick to the warm hunger of Dylan’s hole. “Sorry, dude,” I said to him, “Looks like the condom broke.” Fear entered his eyes again, and he tried to say something through the fabric stuffed in his mouth. “Dylan, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Don’t worry, though—I’ll ask somebody else. Hey, Rick? Look at this rubber. What should I do?” Rick shrugged. “Take off the rubber. Fuck his hole raw.” “Fuck yeah,” said Santiago. “Just breed that fuckin’ uptight faggot.” I looked back at our boy. “So tell me, boy: Should the three of us just bareback that sweet fuckhole of yours?” Dylan was screaming again, shaking his head back and forth, trying his best to fight his restraints. “Sorry, buddy—I really can’t hear what you’re saying. I guess we’re just gonna go with the majority, OK? Which means I’m gonna pound my cum deep inside you.” And with that, I ripped off the rubber and shoved my raw dick into Dylan’s partied-up butt. I leaned into him, looking directly into his eyes as I began to pump in and out of him with long strokes. He was starting to cry, but that just made my dick harder. “Don’t cry, buddy,” I said to him. “We’re only gonna fill your butt with three raw loads, that's all. You love bareback sex, don’t you?” “Well, at least part of him does,” Rick said, pointing to Dylan’s cock. It was rock-fucking-hard. “Your dick’s pretty hard, Dylan,” I said to him. “I guess some people might call this a rape. But what do you call it when you're raping a cunt that secret loves it?” I noticed that Rick and Santiago were starting to get naked, quietly unveiling the biohazard tats on their chests. And as I expected, Dylan saw the tattoos almost immediately, his eyes going wild with distress as he tried to yell through the muzzle. “I think he kinda likes the biohazard symbol,” said Santiago. "That makes two of us, Dylan," said Rick. "I'm glad to see you're so open-minded about taking our poz cocks bareback, even though we're not on meds." Either Dylan was exhausted or losing his voice, because he hardly made a whimper when he heard that. He just closed his eyes and quietly took my dick. A few moments later, as my pace quickened and my balls tightened, I leaned closer to Dylan. “I’m about to blow a fuckin’ load, boy. Where do you want it?” Now he was crying in earnest, still shaking his head back and forth, still making the occasional whimper. I turned to Rick. “I’m not sure, but I think he said he wants my cum in his hole.” “Yeah, that’s what I heard. Knock him up.” And then Santiago chimed in: “Fuck yeah, dude. Poz that sweet little butt.” At that, I felt Dylan’s hole clench. “His hole just squeezed around my cock. I think that means he’s consenting.” “Fuck yeah it does. Go for it,” Rick said. “Get this boy fuckin’ pregnant. Rape him full of the bug.” I turned back to Dylan. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? My unmedicated poz cum seeping into your bloodstream?” Dylan just closed his eyes and tried to say something. “I really wish I knew what you were telling me, boy. You must be begging for my toxic load in your sweet little hole. You wanna get loaded up, boy? I certainly hope so, ‘cuz I’m breeding you—I’m fuckin’ breeding you, bitch. Hear that, fag? Yeah? You like it? You hungry for some poz seed? That’s what I thought you said. YOU LOVE IT. Well, open wide, faggot, ‘cuz I’m pozzing your sweet neg hole right…fucking…now.” And just like that, I force-bred Dylan with a giant load of my poz cum. He was clearly in shock as I pulled my cock out of his hole—eyes glazed over, mouth wide open. Rick climbed onto the bed and immediately thrust his poz dick into our freshly bred boy, laughing when he saw the near-catatonic expression on Dylan’s face. “I think this kid is speechless with gratitude,” he said, slowly working his cock in and out of our new cumpig. “So let’s make him more grateful. Don’t we have a little something to brighten his day?” “Of course we do,” I replied, taking a few prepared rigs out of my bag. Then I leaned closer to Dylan. “Listen, boy: You want to take our raw dicks, don’t you? Well, this will make it easier for you to be our poz cumdump. But if we’re going to do this, I need you to sit very, very still, OK? Because otherwise you’ll just hurt yourself. Do you understand? That means no struggling, boy. Got it?” As I was saying that, Rick placed a blindfold over Dylan’s eyes, then a tourniquet on his arm, all while keeping his cock lodged deep in the boy’s hole. Then he spoke to Dylan. “We need you to nod for us, boy. Let us know that you understand. You need to be still. Perfectly still. Got it?” A pause, followed by a slow nod from Dylan. “Good boy,” I said. “Now, you’re going to feel a little pinprick in your arm. Again, do not move your arm. Just keep your arm still.” During this little speech, I was busy inserting Dylan’s rig in my arm, capturing some of my blood in the chamber. Then I lined up that same syringe with a vein in Dylan's forearm. “Such a good boy,” I assured him. “OK, here’s the pinch. Stay still.” I inserted the dirty needle in his vein, then pulled it back to mix his blood with mine. “You’re being very good, boy. Just stay like you are.” It only took a few more seconds to push the contents of that fat rig—including a fresh infusion of my poz blood—into the boy’s bloodstream, remove the needle, and release the tourniquet. There was a sharp intake of breath from Dylan. Then Rick moaned. “Dude,” he said. “I love fucking a boy’s hole when he gets slammed up, because his butt gets about 10 degrees warmer as soon as you administer that hit.” As Dylan began a violent coughing fit, Rick’s eyes rolled back and he groaned. “Fuckin’ A. His cunt is convulsing with every cough. I’m not gonna last long inside this boy.” As for Dylan, after a few moments of near-panic, he began to relax. His head tilted back, his mouth opened up. He let out a deep moan. As soon as Rick heard that sound emerge from Dylan, he started working the boy's hole—and with every thrust inside that furry slammed-up cunt, moan sounded a little more like a hungry growl. I leaned closer to Dylan. “OK, slampig. How do you feel about raw cock now?” He paused, then slowly shook his head a few times, just like before. Then another pause. And as Rick’s cock plunged its full length into his hungry butt, Dylan started slowly nodding. “Wait—is that a yes, boy? Are you trying to tell me that you want raw dick?” He nodded again, more vigorously this time. “Is that slam making you hungry, boy? Hungry to get pounded and bred and pozzed?” This time, the nod was almost violent. I could even hear him yelling “Yes” through the fabric. “OK, boy,” I continued, “If we let you speak again, are you going to accept what we’re giving you? Are you going to be a grateful and obedient fuckhole?” Another nod. “Well, here’s your test. When I take this fabric out of your mouth, the first thing I want to hear is ‘Please knock me up.’ Got it?” A nod. “Good boy. Now do it.” I started to remove the makeshift muzzle, and I could hear him saying the phrase through the muffled fabric already. Over and over he said it—“please knock me up,” “please knock me up.” In fact, for those first 30 minutes of speaking, with that giant slam still rushing through his bloodstream, “please knock me up” appeared to be the only thing he knew how to say. And that was just fine, because getting knocked up was the only thing he really needed to do that night. I laid down next to him and whispered in his ear. “So tell me the truth: you’ve always wanted to be a cumpig. Isn’t that right, boy?” “Yes,” he replied. “I wanted cum so bad. Raw dick. Uninhibited fucking. I’ve been so scared, but I’m not scared anymore.” “Good boy. You shouldn’t be scared. You should be proud. Proud to take raw dick, proud to be a true bottom—a bottom who surrenders everything to his top—and above all, proud to be free from the fear of getting pozzed. You remember those dudes fucking in the shower?” "Yeah. That was fuckin' hot." "Well, those are my friends. I set that whole thing up. I asked them to do that in front of you, because I knew it would activate your inner cumpig. I knew it would get you thinking about raw cock, about anonymous dick, about embracing the needs of that hungry fuckin' cunt of yours." I took off Dylan’s blindfold. His pupils were enormous, but his eyes shone with an odd combination of happiness and hunger. “Thank you,” he said to me. “Thank you for giving me what I needed, even before I knew that I needed it.” We fell into a deep kiss just as Rick’s body shuddered violently, his dick delivering pulse after pulse of poz cum inside this slammed-up boy’s hungry hole. Dylan let out another groan, whispered "Thank you so much, you fuckin' stud," and went back to making out with me. Finally I sat up, looking him deep in those jet-black pupils. “One more question, boy. After the three of us breed you, what are you gonna do?” He shot me a devilish little grin. “You mean…other than hunting for more loads?” “Good answer,” I said with a laugh. “And if you think you’re hungry now, you have no idea what’s coming. Because it won’t be long before we’ll slide another needle in your arm to get you even nastier and trashier, you twisted fuckin’ pig.” With that, Rick waved his cock over Dylan’s face, all slicked up with a heavy coating of fresh cum. And without saying another word—like any good pair of pigs—Dylan and I helped each other lick that poz dick clean. MORE TO COME…

PART 5 We walked into the sling room, and Grant closed the door. His uncut cock looked to be about 9.5” by 7”, dripping like a broken faucet and sporting a mean hole-wrecker of a P.A. “I’m Sloan,” I said, shaking Grant’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Sloan. And who’s the boy?” “He’s my lil’ bro, a slampig-in-training. One week past his 18th birthday, practically a virgin, and all partied up for the first time. He’s your fuckhole for the night, so call him whatever you want. His name’s not important.” Grant growled approval, then turned to Conrad. “Hey, son. Sounds like your big bro's been taking good care of you, huh?” “Yes, sir,” Conrad replied. “Yeah, boy? Tell me what your bro’s been doing for you.” “Well, sir—he’s making a man out of me,” said Conrad. “Before this, I’d only fucked around with other boys. Tonight is the first time I’ve surrendered my body, my hole—everything—to the control of a man who wants to mark me, own me, use me. And best of all, I can still feel his thick cumload dripping out of my hole.” “Is that so, boy?” Grant reached around to Conrad’s ass, pulling the boy closer to him. I heard his fingers dip into the warmth and wetness of that slopped-up boyhole. He gave another growl of appreciation. “Admit it, boy: you were looking for somebody to pin you down and fill your hungry little musclebutt with raw dick.” “That’s right, sir,” said Conrad. “My big bro knew what to do. He fed me white smoke from a little glass pipe. He just kept feeding me that smoke, and every time I exhaled a big breath full of clouds, I got hungrier. I didn’t think it was possible to feel that hungry, but that’s what I was—so fucking hungry for my big bro’s dick. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt when his bareback cock shoved into my fuckhole.” “Good boy,” said Grant, his hands slowly kneading the muscles of Conrad’s bubble butt. “And now that you’ve got a thick load of your big bro’s poz cum oozing of out your partied-up hole, are you still hungry?” “Even hungrier. Please give me more. Please poz me, Daddy.” Grant growled, pointing at the sling. “Climb up, boy.” As Conrad walked to the sling, Grant turned to me. “Nice work, son.” “Thanks, Dad.” I opened up my playkit, revealing a row of prepared points. “Would you like to do the honors? I think it’s time we got our boy slammed out of his fuckin’ mind.” “Fuck yeah -- but I've got an idea,” said Grant. “Whenever I slam, I shoot a big load of cum as soon as the tourniquet comes off my arm. Why let that load go to waste? I’ll push my dick up inside our boy’s hole, then slam myself at the same time you’re slamming him. That way, he’ll be riding his very first rush at the exact same moment my cock is shooting thick ropes of unmedicated poz cum deep inside his little fuckhole. Got it?” “Fuck, Dad—that’s fuckin’ perfect. And then what?” “And then I use my seed as lube. You know—fuck my slutty son for awhile, just working that toxic load up inside him, getting him good and pregnant. Watching his sweet little face as he takes my fat poz dick into his slammed-up hole. I usually shoot my second load after 10 or 15 minutes of massaging that first round of cum into a boy’s fuckin’ pussy. I like to leave their insides torn-up and painted thick with my fuckin’ virus by the time I pull out.” “Fuckin’ A, you evil fucker. Let's fuck this boy into the dark side.” With that, we turned toward Conrad. His feet were firmly in the stirrups, his muscular legs spread wide, his 18-year-old boyhole proudly exposed for breeding. Jason was already applying a tourniquet. I took a syringe out of my playkit and handed it to Grant, then grabbed another for Conrad. Jason cocked his head and pointed at the playkit. “How big are those hits, anyway?” “Oh—big enough,” I said with a smirk. Jason flashed an evil grin. “Fuck yeah, dude. You startin’ him with—what? A .35?” “More like a 0.4,” I said. “But before that happens, this particular needle needs to make a little detour.” I immediately found a vein in my forearm, inserted the tip, and pulled back the plunger. A scarlet swirl of my blood began filling the rig. Removing the needle from my arm, I aimed it at Conrad’s bulging veins. “You see this, boy?” I said to him, tapping the side of the needle, its contents now contaminated with red streaks of my toxic blood. “This is how we guarantee that you go home tomorrow with my virus growing inside you. Got it?” Conrad smiled and nodded, holding out his arm eagerly. “Fuck yeah—we’ll be blood brothers,” he said. “Make me your blood brother. Please.” “Of course, bro. I’m so fuckin’ proud to bring you into the brotherhood.” Needle in hand, I leaned over to admire his beautiful veins. I picked one almost at random; his time at the gym had given him a forearm full of perfect admin sites. “See bro—the tip of this needle has my poz DNA all over it,” I said. "Want it?" "Fuck yeah. Please. Stick that poz needle in me." I gave him a quick smile, then gently slid the contaminated point into his arm. “Are you ready to watch my virus invade your fuckin’ bloodstream?” He nodded as if in a trance. I drew back the plunger, and Conrad’s blood rushed into the syringe to mix with mine. I looked behind me to see that Grant, too, had a register, and that his Daddy dick was already firmly lodged in my lil' bro's hole. Turning back to Conrad, I loosened his tourniquet and flashed a wolfish little grin. “You ready, baby boy? You ready for this fat fuckin’ blood-slam?” “Yes. Do it, bro. Please.” “You’re gonna be so goddamn fucked up. I can’t wait, lil’ bro.” With that, Daddy and I looked at each other and nodded. Then we counted down: 3, 2, 1... Push. The contents of the syringe began disappearing into Conrad’s vein, slowly and steadily, while the crimson mixture of our poz and neg blood gradually merged with his bloodstream. I felt his body begin to tense as the first wave of the drug started to hit. And as I pulled the needle out of his vein, his eyes grew wide and his lungs made a scratching noise as he prepared to cough. Grant finished his slam just as Conrad’s coughing fit began. Each cough caused my lil' bro's ass to spasm around Grant's dick, and that took our Daddy over the edge: as he yelled "Fuckin' take my virus" over and over again, his fat cock pulsed repeatedly inside my lil’ bro’s stretched-out cunt, each pulse sending waves of poz cum deep inside my boy's newly slammed-up fuckhole. A moment later, Grant pulled his cock from Conrad’s hungry butt, giving both of us a glimpse of the thick spout of cum erupting from his fat mushroom head. “You wanna get pregnant, son? ‘Cuz I wanna knock your ass up.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy. I wanna give your fuckin’ poz sperm a place to grow.” Grant shoved back in. As his raw dick re-entered Conrad's hole, I watched my lil' bro undergo my favorite transformation: No longer struggling to catch his breath, no longer freaked out by the intensity of the slam, his eyes gradually lost their focus, overwhelmed by the pleasure radiating from his fuckhole. His mouth dropped open, and he let out a low, slow moan. As I watched, his body seemed to become an extension of his wrecked and dripping fuckhole—open and hungry and obsessed. “Feel that cum dripping out of your hole?” Grant said to him as he continued to nail Conrad's butt. “I’m filling you up with the fuckin’ sperm that made you, boy.” By that point, Conrad’s hole was leaking a steady stream of cum mixed with streaks of blood from Grant’s assault on his torn-up cunt. “Dad’s drawing blood,” I said, pointing to the evidence of internal damage. Grant let out a cocky little laugh. “Looks like you’re starting to bleed from your wrecked little cunt, boy. Want me to stop?” My lil’ bro shook his head fiercely, his eyes insane with desire. “Please don’t stop tearing me up, Daddy,” he said. “More poz cum, please.” “Good boy,” replied Grant. “Good fuckin’ slampig. You make your Daddy so fuckin’ proud. And you know what’s gonna happen a little later?” “What’s that, Daddy?” “We’re gonna slam you up again, and your hole’s gonna stretch like you wouldn’t believe. That’s right, boy—it’s gonna stretch until it’s a gaping, bloody punch-hole dripping cum and piss and Crisco. You want that?” “I want everything you want to give me, Daddy.” “Good boy. The next slam will reduce you to nothing but a hole. You won’t even know your fuckin’ name, boy. But that’s OK. When your sweet boyhole is stretched around my fuckin’ forearm, nobody will be calling you Conrad. They’ll give you a new name. My favorite name.” “What’s that, Daddy? What’s your favorite name?” “Slampig,” Grant replied, driving his dick deep. “And you know what, Slampig? I’m here to make sure that my son will never shoot a neg load again.” MORE SOON…