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Diane and I bought our house a couple of years back. We were in our late 30s and had rented until that point--housing is expensive in California! The neighborhood was cute, a mid century development that was turning over into young families, etc. Our next door neighbors on one side were a gay couple, close in age and very friendly, Ted and Carlos. We'd scheduled a get-to-know you dinner before the movers left. It was the first of many, and they really helped us meet the neighborhood. Unfortunately, it turned out things were on the rocks. We could occasionally hear them arguing and before long Carlos moved out. The parties started up soon after. We didn't mind, of course, but since Ted had a pool we were privy to some of the fun. And a lot of the fun was sex. Beneath EDM thumps, I definitely heard guys fucking. Honestly it was a turn on. Back in college I'd messed around with guys. A couple of blow jobs. Once I met an older guy who fucked me in the ass, though in the years since I'd almost convinced myself that never actually happened. Way back when Diane and I had a sexual history conversation and I gingerly mentioned a gay blowjob. She reacted super negatively and we'd never discussed it again. Since then she'd become a vocal ally and of course couldn't get enough of Ted and Carlos. Ted's partying seemed to reawaken her homophobia and my desire for cock. "I didn't think I was moving next to a sex club," she groused at about 11pm on a Saturday when the party had started pretty early. "They didn't break up very long ago. I'm sure things will settle down soon. Anyway, it's the 4 th of July. Let him have his fun." Diane was not happy with my response and went to bed. I followed soon after... About 1 am I woke up to an enraged Diane asking if Ted was still entitled to his fun. I could vaguely hear people splashing in the pool. Annoyed, I offered to ask them to keep it down. "Whatever." "I'm not sure why you're mad at me, but sure I'll go by. Try to go back to sleep." I knocked on the door a few times and then let myself in. Nobody was around but gay porn was playing on Ted's big screen. A couple of big dicked guys were fucking a twink in the ass. My cock started to stiffen. I went through to the kitchen and out the back door. There were three guys in the pool all naked. Ted was sitting in a chair, also nude, smoking a pungent joint. His pubes were buzzed and his cock was huge. In a sleepy haze I'd thrown on a t-shirt and basketball shorts, which could no longer hide my erection. "Hey Ted. Sorry to disturb you guys, but would you mind bringing things inside. Diane's a light sleeper, you know how it is." Ted looked at me, deeply stoned. "Sure thing. But you gotta do a favor for me, too." "Of course, Ted." "Give me a minute." He got his friends out of the pool in short order. One of them grabbed my dick as he went by and made a lewd suggestion. My heart raced. Ted came in wrapped in a towel. "Sorry about that man. I don't want to be a shitty neighbor. We just got carried away." "No problem. It doesn't bother me at all. Like I said, Diane's a light sleeper." "So what favor do I owe you?" I asked. Ted grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. He closed the door behind me and dropped his towel. "Suck my dick." I started to say something and he just looked at the tent in my shorts. I shrugged and got on the ground and started sucking. I was super nervous and struggled to take him very deep. "I knew you wanted this. Lick the head sweetie. You're doing great." I gave my best bj and pulled my shorts down so I could jerk my cock. It was pulsing hard and coated in precum. "Let's go to the bed. I'm going to fuck you." I took his dick out of my mouth and felt a wave of panic. I'd been married for 16 years and had never been unfaithful. "Look I shouldn't have done this I'm sorry but I need to go home. Diane's going to wonder what's taking so long." He pulled me up and led me to the bed. I lay awkwardly on the bed in my t-shirt as he pulled out the drawer of his beside table. Lube, condoms, poppers and some fuzzy handcuffs. Ted grabbed a pillow and put it under my ass. He squirted lube directly on my asshole and pushed it in with his middle finger. It felt so huge. But I knew I wanted, needed his cock too. I was going to let this happen, come what may. "Wear a condom okay." "Sure baby." I watched as Ted opened a condom and rolled it on his dick. He lubed up and started probing my hole. It was intense and I asked him to go slow. He gave me my first hit of poppers then set the bottle down and slid deep in me. "Fuck yeah. That feels amazing." And it did. Ted pushed my legs far apart and fucked me missionary. The sensation was crazy and I loved the idea of him fucking me like a bitch. "Oh fuck yeah I love breeding your juicy ass." I thought he was just talking dirty so I responded "shoot your load in me. Make me your cumslut." He pushed in deep and held my ass so his cock was buried all the way inside. He finally pulled out and I was shocked. He wasn't wearing a condom. Ted winked and handed me some wipes. "Lookout! That was a huge load. You've got a hot ass." I cleaned up globs of semen and lube running down my ass and thighs. Ted disappeared to the bathroom and returned with a hot, damp washcloth and wiped me off. "You said you would wear a condom." "I'm sure you said you wanted it bare. Don't worry, you'll be back for more soon." That was fucked up but I didn't say anything else. I walked over to my house and went inside.

Yesterday I was at a baseball game. I started talking with this young guy. He said he had an apartment near by and why don’t I drop by for a drink After the game we walk to his place. I had no indication he was into guys. He brings two beers and then says he is horny. His girlfriend is out and he wants to get off. with that he takes off his shorts to reveal a nice 7” dick. I take off my shorts and he just turns me around. With one move he shoves his dick in my ass. He pounds away until I feel him tense up and he explodes in my ass. When he pulls out I can feel his cum dripping down my leg. He said thanks and since his girlfriend would be home soon would I mind leaving The whole thing took 10 minutes .

Whore 3 I crawled on the black rubber flooring into a dimly lit room smelling of sweat and sex. Gradually, my eyes adjusted and saw the walls and ceiling were also were completely black. There, in the middle of the room, I saw the glint of chains hanging from the exposed ceiling rafters supporting a leather sling. Looking around, I noticed other links of chain hanging down with leather wrist restraints attached. To my right there was a leather covered St. Andrews cross with wrist and ankle straps... opposite that, was platform with a king-sized mattress covered in black rubber sheets. Again, this room also contained shelves filled with toys only some of these I had never seen before including obscenely large and monstrous dildos lining one shelf. Not seeing my Daddy, my heart began to beat faster in anticipation and I continued forward until I felt myself being pulled back onto my knees by my collar. Quickly connecting a chain leash to my collar, I was dragged across the room to the foot of sling. Despite being taller than Daddy, he easily lifted me to my feet. Grabbing the leash and wrapping it around his hand to shorten the length, he lifted his right arm and shoved my face into his sweaty pit. “Fuck,” I growled, smelling and tasting his ripe scent as his sweat coated my face. “Gonna mark my goddamn whore!” he yelled. “Everyone will know you belong to me!” Satisfied I had taken every drop, I quickly moved to his left pit and repeated my feeding... I wanted his scent permanently on me... Once his pits were cleaned from my tongue bath, he pushed me back against the sling and forced me up onto it... Grabbing my feet, he quickly secured them in the ankle restraints leaving my plugged cunt completely exposed. Next, he guided my wrists to the chains at the top of the sling and I felt the restraints being wrapped around them... I moaned, feeling the buckled tightness of the leather surrounding my now secured arms. Standing between my stretched legs, Daddy stood there looking at me without any expression... his eyes slowly moving up from legs... past my cunt... up past my abs and pecs to my face as if he was studying some inanimate object... My body shivered... the desire to be taken by him overwhelming me. Taking a breath, Daddy called out to boy... “Yeah boss?” boy responded from a dark corner of the dungeon. “Boss?” I asked, questioning boy’s response... not Daddy, not Sir but Boss. Seeing the puzzle of my face, he answered, “Yeah... I own this place whore... just like you I own your cunt.” Turning to the voice, I see boy walk out of the shadows and kneel at Daddy’s side. He was now geared in a matching leather jock strap, slave harness and left arm band, leaving no doubt as to his status. Shit! He looked even hotter than before! I took a closer look at him... he was beautiful. His smooth oiled body shone in the dim amber light of the dungeon revealing the hours he spent at the gym. His thick tit rings sparkled against the muscled pecs that rose and fell with his breath began to match my breathing as if he if he was syncing his breaths with mine. Then, without a sound, he rose and moved towards me ripping his cod piece off to reveal a thick uncut cock nestled on top of a swollen ball sac. There was something odd about it, but the chems took over and my hips rose in an unconscious act of tribute to the shaft. He smiled... his hands now examining my flesh for the second time. Tightly gripping my tits, he grunted and nodded before releasing them and placing his open palms on my rising and falling muscled pecs. “I take it you approve boy,” Daddy chuckled. Moving down to my cunt, boy grabbed the base of my cunt plug and began to roughly thrust it further into me. “Fuck yeah, Boss,” he grinned... patting my leathered jock pouch and I flinched. “The perfect whore...” “Definitely...” Daddy answered walking up to me and wrapped a piece or rubber tubing around my left bicep, underneath the leather strap. “Look at me whore,” he ordered... prepping my arm. Seeing the rig in his hand, I began to struggle. Sure... I was flying in the clouds but this was something new... “Easy whore,” boy said, working my cunt plug... trying to distract me as Daddy inserted the needle and released its content. “Goddamn!” I yelled feeling the chems to rush through my veins, followed by a coughing fit and my body began to buck against my cunt plug. As the coughing subsided, the rush intensified and I began to moan... my heartbeat pounding in my head. The hunger in my cunt took over... it needed to be fed... to filled with cock! His fingers still holding my cunt plug, boy moaned, while my cunt lips attempted to pull them inside of me. “That’s it whore!” Daddy proudly stood there, watching my cunt lips moving over boy’s fingers, “Fucking slammed up whore!” “Please!” I pleaded. “Boy... I think whore is ready for the next step. “Fucking right Boss!” boy grinned, pulling his hands away and released my ankle restraints from the chains. “Fucking whore...” Daddy grunted releasing my wrists. “Now let’s see what this slammed up whore does.” Quickly, I jumped off the sling and fell on knees on the floor on all fours... where I belonged. With no other thought in my mind, I crawled to Daddy and said the only thing that came to mind...” Cock.” “That what you need whore... cock?” Daddy laughed and motioned boy to his side and held boy’s cock in his hand. Nodding profusely, I answered, “Cock.” “Right answer,” he grunted, “Now, do your job.” I scrambled forward and greedily took boy’s cock into my mouth and began to service. Working my lips over the cock head and down his shaft, I felt his shaft thicken halfway down. I hesitated and felt it with my tongue... Fuck! I thought... I won’t be able to take it...but then the thickness of the shaft lessened. Seeing my reaction, Daddy laughed as he stood beside boy, “I was waiting for the look on your face whore. You see, boy here... by some luck of genes, has a knot.” Continuing to laugh, Daddy rubbed boy’s head as if he was a dog... “That right boy?” “Yeah, Boss,” boy growled, “love knotting with a hungry cunt,” and shoved me down on the rest of the cock shaft until my lips rested on his smooth crotch. The thought of being knotted to boy filled my chemmed thoughts and I began to service him... I needed his cock... With his pace quickening, he fucked my mouth deeper and deeper as my lips slobbered over his knotted shaft. “Open up,” boy growled, “Take it all.” He continued his mouth fuck... but every time he seemed close, he eased up. He was driving me crazy... I was craving his cum. I began to whimper until I heard Daddy’s voice. “Look up whore. Watch.” Feeling boy’s hand release my head, I stayed on his cock, looked up and groaned at the sight of the red tinged chems in the rig held by Daddy flowing into boy. His eyes rolling back, boy yelled, “AWWW SHIT YES!” and he fell to the floor in ecstasy... his cock slipping out of my hungry mouth. I moved to quickly take his cock back in my mouth but Daddy struck me before I reached it. Grabbing a stool, Daddy smiled, “Very good.” Crawling behind me, boy growled, “Cunt,” while tugging at my cunt plug until the pressure released it. Feeling hot breath on my cunt lips, I spread my legs and boy began licking at my taint... a wave of pleasure rolled over me. That’s when I felt it... boy’s thick cock stretching my cunt lips and invading me. Feeling the knot fill me, I groaned as walls of my cunt throbbed around it. “Fuck yeah, boy...fuck me!” I begged. The onslaught continued... I wanted to this... Yes, I sold my body... but I now knew that I wanted to be a chemmed up whore taking cock for this man. Holding onto my harness, boy’s fucking continued... I was in heaven. Not only had I submitted to Daddy, I was now being used by boy... because Daddy wanted it... he ordered it. I was Daddy’s whore. I not only craved it... I loved it! Daddy now owned me and I would do his bidding. The pace quickened... his cock fully in my cunt as I arched my back... wanting cock in the deep recesses of my cunt. Then I felt it... the expansion of boy’s cock. I gasped, “OH FUCK!” feeling the pressure in my cunt increase as his enlarged knot pushed against my cunt walls, completely filling me and pushing against my prostate. The pounding continued...until, with a loud slap, he fell on my sweaty back and we hit the floor in a pool of sweat. “Goddamn!” I yelled, as the most intense anal orgasm shook my body and sent boy over the edge. “Yeah whore,” boy grunted, “Fucking knotted... gonna feed that hungry cunt... take it.” and he released a flood of hot cum in my still spasming cunt until every last drop was inside me. We remained on the floor until I felt his knot pull against my cunt. “MMMM,” boy moaned, taking a hold of my neck with his teeth, “Gonna take a few.” Smiling I spoke to him over... “Shit, I’d pay good money for that.” Standing over us, Daddy chuckled, “They do, whore.” Then, looking down at his jutting cock, he growled, “You’re still on the clock.” “Yes Daddy... but...” I mumbled... looking to the grinning boy still knotted to me. “Boy...” Daddy laughed. “Yeah Boss,” boy laughed and slapped my ass, “Just follow my movements whore.” Grabbing me by the waist, he pulled me against his crotch and sat back... my ass now resting on his muscled thighs. “There... I’d give it about 5 more minutes.” Still laughing, Daddy moved forward, “Go on whore... time is money.” “Yes Daddy,” I moaned feeling boy take hold of the sides of my head with both hands, pull it back and open my mouth with his fingers to accept Daddy’s cock. Feeling the cock slide along my tongue, I instinctively closed my lips around the veined shaft opened my throat. By this time, I knew how he liked me to service his cock... he had trained me over the last year. Moving his hands to my tits, boy pinched them hard, “Suck your Daddy’s cock whore,” he ordered causing my wet mouth to envelope his cock to the hilt as the pain increased and drove me wild. I continued on servicing cock. Then I felt it... boy’s hands pushing me off his cock. Feeling my cunt lips stretching... I started to concentrate on the task at hand. Wrapping his hands around my head, Daddy shoved my face to his crotch as boy’s knot escaped my cunt. A deep animalistic growl escaped boy and he pounced to feed on mixture of cum and cunt juices flowing out of my cunt and onto the floor. With my hands on Daddy’s leathered thighs to steady myself, I continued to feast. Before long, I felt Daddy’s ball sac pull up and began to work my throat on the shaft until I felt it stiffen. “Fucken cocksucking whore!” Daddy roared and a flood of cum gushed down my throat and I sat back on my haunches relishing in the degradation. “Thank you, Daddy,” I smiled and lowered myself to his bootI s and kissed them. Hearing Daddy’s grunt, I started to worshipping the right boot... licking up the sweat and spit that I had released as I serviced his cock. Then, with a slight bump, boy joined me and began on the left boot. There we were, Daddy’s whores at his feet... demonstrating our submission. In the midst of our boot service, steady flow of piss began to rain down on us from above. Simultaneously, we both raised our open mouths to drink the golden chem piss. “That’s it my whores... drink your owner’s piss.” Daddy snarled, covering us in the piss until his bladder was emptied. Not wanting to miss a drop, we faced each other and began licking the precious chemmed fluid off our skin as we wallowed in the puddle of piss underneath us. Our tongues explored every inch of the other’s body until our bodies shone. “Alright, enough!” Daddy snapped, “Time to get this whore ready for tonight.” “Yeah Boss... time to get ready,” boy repeated and stood looking at Daddy for direction. With subtle motion, boy had his orders and Daddy went into the shadows. Grabbing me by the collar, boy barked, “Follow, whore,” and led me to the pair of chains hanging from the rafters. “Up,” he ordered walking to the wall and I obeyed as the chains were lowered. Quickly securing my restraints, he again went to the wall and I felt my arms being raised until I stood on my forefeet. Walking back, boy stood in front of me, “Daddy had to get the chains adjusted for you, whore,” boy laughed as he fastened his cod piece. He stood there, arms crossed until Daddy joined him. With a look of anger, he walked up to me and ripped off the leather pouch of my jock. “You’ve disobeyed me whore,” Daddy snarled, grabbing my sac and pulling it down causing me to let out a scream. “Shut the fuck up, whore! You are not to cum for 24 hours before you join me!” “I’m sorry Daddy!” I shouted, feeling like he would rip my sac off my body. “How many times today whore? I’ll know if you’re lying. You shot a load in boy’s mouth. HOW MANY OTHERS TODAY?” I hesitated for a moment, remembering the load I spilled on the mirror earlier today. I lowered my eyes and took a breath. “Two today Daddy,” I replied. “Look at me whore,” Daddy barked and my eyes met his angry stare. “How many today?” I steeled myself and repeated my answer, “Two today Daddy.” “Well fucker... we’ll take care of that,” he said... placing a metal cock cage in boy’s hand. “Lock the whore up.” With an evil grin, boy walked towards me, placed the cage on the floor released the straps of my jock... leaving it hanging by the cock ring around my cock and balls. Pulling it down, I could feel the cock ring begin to pull me along with it. “Please,” I begged boy, not knowing what was to happen. I began to babble... imagining the possibilities. “I’m sorry! Please don’t!” “Fucking stupid whore,” boy laughed. Getting off on my cries, he grabbed my sac, pushed it behind the ring and pulled the jock over my cock. I sighed in relief. “There, there, whore,” boy said, his mouth moving to my cock. A large flow of spit flowed onto my cock... covering it. Rising as he worked the natural lube on cock and balls, he smirked, “Not the plan...” “On with it!” Daddy yelled. Nodding, boy grabbed the steel cage and slipped the ring over my limp cock and behind my sac until it sat against my shaved crotch. Looking down, I saw him slide the cage over my fear-shriveled cock and adjust it... making sure the locking pins and holes lined up and connect them. Feeling the lock click in place, I closed my eyes as boy tugged on it to make sure it was latched... I didn’t know if I’d ever be allowed to cum again. The room remained quiet as I hung there relieved that I still had my cock and balls. The sounds of the chains being lowered broke the silence and I spread my legs to steady myself while boy unchained me. My eyes went directly to my crotch and I saw the results... a metal cage surrounded my cock which was connected to a cock ring pushing my sac forward. I moved my hips slightly to feel the weight. The cage wasn’t too tight but I knew that I would never get hard nor cum without permission again. Smiling, boy placed an old worn piss and cum stained white jockstrap on the floor and ordered me to step into it. As he slid it up my thighs, I immediately could tell it was one size too small. I started to say something but boy quickly grunted and gave me a menacing look. Finally working it over my crotch, he adjusted the material which barely covered my cage... it was obvious I was caged. Snapping his fingers, Daddy motioned us to his side. We scrambled, knelt before him and he placed a leash on our collars. “Let’s go home.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I never did go back to my place after that. Daddy had arranged for all my stuff to be sold and the proceeds deposited, along with my money, into a bank account he controlled. For the next few months, I worked in the back of the store though mostly being part of the equipment display... in a cage... on a St. Andrews cross... Would you like to see what the cock cage looks like on? Well, that was me. When I wasn’t at the store, I was working out with boy. I had always worked hard to keep my body toned but Daddy now controlled my diet and it showed... and the steroid cycles definitely helped. My muscle mass increased and I now weighed 225 lbs. I finally had the eight pack and thighs I had only dreamed about. My 6’4” frame showed it well and I was constantly checked out by the store clients. Every so often, I’d see boy handing them a card and whispering. Now that I Daddy owned me completely, he had decided to modify me. The electrolysis treatments he had ordered left me permanently hairless from the neck down. While I kept my head buzzed, he hadn’t decided on whether he wanted my face to be kept smooth... yet. I spent hours at the tattoo shop until my body was covered in flowing tribal designs. My thick tits now ringed with heavy rings sparkled in the bright lights of the store as well as the septum ring now permanently fixed in my nostrils. Quickly, my butt plug was increased and I happily carried the 14oz in my cunt. My cock cage was only removed for cleaning... Daddy had never let me cum after that first time with boy. My cunt was now my sex organ. I was reminded of this every time I held my shrunken cock when it was released from its prison for cleaning. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was Pride weekend when things changed. Saturday was our busiest day of the weekend and the place was packed until closing time. As we finished up, Daddy walked in... geared in his finest leathers and walked to the register. “How’d it go?” he asked, checking the numbers. “We doubled last year’s take Boss,” boy proudly stated. “Yeah?” Daddy chuckled, walked to us and held my chin. “I think this whore helped,” and slapped my cheek playfully. He walked to the center counter and pulled out the packed pipe. “Good job. I think you both deserve a reward,” he smiled taking a deep hit. “Yes, Boss...Yes Daddy...” we answered, smiling at the pair of rigs on the counter top. “You first whore,” Daddy chuckled as he prepped my arm and gave me the slam. “Fuck yeah!” I moaned, feeling the chems flow and I felt renewed. Next, Daddy slammed boy and we fell into each other’s arms and began devouring each other with our mouths. “Hey!” Daddy yelled and we turned to him. Seeing our now dilated pupils, he nodded. “Ok, we got places to go,” and pulled out our leashes, attached them to our collars and led us to the door. Reaching the door, he stopped and looked back at me. I grew nervous wondering what I had done. Grabbing a box cutter, he cut off my jockstrap... leaving me standing, my caged cock completely exposed. “Better,” was all he said and we left the building where we were met with the scent of leather and rubber mixed with musk and sweat filling the street. We slowly made our way as the crowd seemed to separate in front of us to allow us passage. I heard the murmurs of “fuck... shit... damn” and other obscenities as we continued on. Occasionally, a hand would brush against my skin but I ignored it. I was Daddy’s whore. Finally, we arrived at a clear spot with a pitcher of beer, one filled glass, two empty glasses and a dog bowl on top of a barrel. Stopping, Daddy stared at the pitcher and boy quickly filled one of the empty glasses. Daddy took a sip of the cold brew and nodded. Pouring a second glass for himself, boy then took the dog bowl, placed it on the ground and filled it with the contents of the filled glass. “Down,” Daddy calmly said, looking around at the crowd. “It’s time my whore is presented. We have more money to make this weekend.” I dropped down on all fours, moved to the bowl and lapped at the warm liquid. I moaned at the acrid taste... knowing it was chem piss. Finishing my drink, I remained on all fours and crawled over the rough asphalt to Daddy’s side. “Thank you, Daddy. I’ll make you proud.” The End

For someone who can’t opine, you’re awfully generous with your opinions. No, sir, you are not qualified to assess whether any of us is “damaged”, regardless of whatever set of personal values you may think ought to apply to every other man around you. (By your dubious metric I, by virtue of my approach to service, would no doubt land squarely in your “damaged” column. Fuck you very much.) You say that you acknowledge no difference in power roles between Tops and bottoms, and then instantly illustrate your firm grasp of the reality of Power Exchange. The notion that the bottom or the submissive has the control in a Power Exchange is not new - it’s been a well-understood and well-accepted principle in BDSM circles for a very long time. Circles, I might add, composed of individuals with a kaleidoscopic variety of experiences, subtleties, and nuances in the forms of sexual give-and-take, plenty of which may challenge your personal sensibilities, but none of which are “disordered” in context. One key point to note is that in most healthy Power-Exchange relationships, the bottom does not take satisfaction in the idea of being able to deprive the partner of pleasure, but rather in the ability to supply it. Indeed, this dynamic is really the entire point of the symbiosis. You have made it repeatedly plain that you do not share the ethos of members here who place the satisfaction and pleasure of Tops above their own. So be it. You are entitled to your view. It is not, however, necessary for you to disparage them for it or cast aspersions on their character simply because you don’t understand them. In future, kindly desist. Your use of such language does not serve you; it is rhetorically weak, stylistically shrill, and ultimately fails to persuade.

“Hell yeah that's it pig! Just like that you nasty white cock whore! Oh yeahhhhhhhhh boi! Drill your tongue up into Daddy Mason's hot black manhole! Eat out your black daddy's hole like the dirty fucking tweaked out cum hungry slut you are!” Trevor's moans in response to Daddy Mason's commands were muffled from having his face fully pressed against the muscled hairy globes of the ass he was devouring. The eager wet slurping sounds of the sub pig's tongue working to get deeper into the black god's ass were filling the room and raising the dark sex hunger in all of us. Daddy Mason had used the cock pig's mouth and throat for 20 minutes or longer, face fucking him hard and deep at times causing the pig to gag and squirm and moan, and undoubtedly tearing the tissue lining his cock stuffed throat and giving his infected seed one more place to enter into the boy's system. Only once during that time did Daddy Mason pull Trevor's mouth off of his giant ebony slab of meat. Leather Daddy and I both moaned in our mutual lust as we saw it standing tall and thick in the air dripping and covered with copious amounts of the cocksucker's spit. “Damn pig!”, Daddy Mason had said looking into Trevor's sweating slime-covered panting face. “You got one helluva an awesome mouth and tongue on you boi! Making Daddy Mason's dick feel so damn good! You like sucking it doncha pig?” “I LOVE it Sir!”, Trevor answered hungrily with a raspy voice from the intense cock-feeding. “Your cock and precum taste fucking great Daddy! I could suck it for hours!” Daddy Mason smiled wide and chuckled. “Good, because I ain't done with your mouth yet you fucking sexy bitch. Or any other part of you. You and Daddy Mason – and your Leather Daddy and bro too – are going to have a whole lot of fun today. You're going to get everything you want and need and even more!” “Fuck yeah he is!”, I heard Leather Daddy whisper in my ear sliding 2 thick fingers into my hungry pig hole and making me moan. “Please yes, Sir, Daddy Mason! That's what I want and need from all of you! Everything you have to give me. Fill me up with your cocks and cum and piss. Use my mouth and throat and please fucking PLEASE use my pig cunt and breed me!”, Trevor had answered Daddy Mason. “Fuck boi that's the kind of hunger that Daddy Mason likes to see in his bottom pigs! Let's get you even hungrier before you get your mouth back to work on your Man's cock and balls. I think you've earned yourself some more of this sweet white fuck smoke. And I know it'll make you even piggier! You want some smoke boi?” There was no hesitation as Trevor loudly cried out “YES, PLEASE SIR!” and his body – still kneeling between Daddy Mason's thighs – visibly trembling in lust and anticipation. Leather Daddy and I were grinding hard and sweaty against each other as Daddy now had 4 of his thick calloused fingers moving in and out of my aroused Tweaked up hole while he continued using his lips tongue and teeth to leave his mark all over my vulnerable neck. Our passion and need being fed and heightened by the raunchy verbal chem filled live sex show right in front of us. We watched Trevor take another huge draw off the glass pipe then lean forward pressing his lips to Daddy Mason's to shotgun it to his black hung sex Master. Trevor moaned as their tongues danced sensuously together in their mouths, and groaned even louder and deeper when he felt 2 of Daddy Mason's thick long fingers slide knuckles-deep into his cum-and-piss-filled insatiable pig hole. Daddy Mason broke their make-out session and whispered seductively to Trevor, “You needing that pig boi cunt filled with hard raw BLACK Daddy dick sluT? Your white fucking spun out boi pussy needing to be filled with your Master's thick poTenT black dick parTy cum and fucking knock you up boi?!” Trevor, looking back and forth between Daddy Mason's eyes and his throbbing spit soaked BBC cried out with toTal urgent lust: “Oh fuck YES SIR, Daddy Mason! PLEASE, PLEASE, Master! Fuck this cumdump tina-filled sluTTy white pig with your massive beautiful BBC and dump thick hot ropes of your thick baby batter deep inside my guts and fucking knock me up and make me yours! I want your children being blasted into me! Oh gawd, PLEASE Daddy Sir! Please give me everything you have!” “Hot fucking damn!” I moaned hearing the pig slut's pleading! This is going to be so fucking hot and nasTy and wickedly wrong!! (more to come)

I met my husband in October 1997. We met on a program called MIRC. I had moved to Phoenix for work and we did some dating. We slept together but did not have anal he was a top and I was a bottom. After Christmas when things were getting serious and he had asked me to move into his house, we sat on the floor of my apartment and he told me not to freak out and to listen to him. I did. He proceed to tell me that he had HIV and that if I felt that I need to end our relationship that he would understand. I looked him in the eyes and said So what. Best decision I ever made. We spent the next 20 years together and were married the last 5 of the 20. I stayed Neg The Whole time he was undetectable during the whole time back then we did not understand that undectable was untranslatable. We had protected sexier awhile but I got tired rubbers and told him if I got then I would get it. I never did. I lost him in 2018 due to cancer not HIV and miss him everyday but at least I had him for 20 years. Moral of the story if someone loves you enough on the front end then the news font matter.

Hot verbal in this clip [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/33717/daddy-bear-and-his-cub-bb/

It’s essential to breed deep in the hole on the downstroke!

Took three this Saturday from a 21yo cumdump buddy who is currently unable to bottom for medical reasons. Luckily he likes my ass enough to pump multiple loads in me a night with his beautiful uc cock until we're able to flip the script and have his ass dripping again as nature intended

I had a quite busy week. On Tuesday I had to go back to Budapest because of some work. My Wednesday night was free, so I texted my regular fuckbuddy to visit me. He came and it was awesome as usual. He is absolutely versatile like me, and we are used to fuck each other literally flipflop. The nicest example was when I rode him and jumped off his cock, pushed his legs back and my cock into his hole. And we did it continuously. Only one problem is with him that he usually can’t cum. But I could, unloaded his mouth. After a quiet Thursday, I went back to Budapest on Friday. My old friend claimed that he wanted to go the sauna, where between 10pm and 1am dark and naked party was organised as it’s usual. He needed some encouragement at the beginning but later I let him go back and forth while I jumped in the middle. I can’t tell you a detailed story because the actions in the dark area were very intense. If I would have to summarise it I could tell you that in the first half of the evening I fucked the half of the guests, in the second half the other people fucked me. I literally didn’t know whose hole was fucked by me and when and vice versa whose cock was in my hole and mouth. I just felt that my hole was more and more full with loads. However, I pick three exciting parts of the night. I met this older guy with long thick dick again. He was absolutely versatile. He was power bottom and brutal top, two in one. When I met first during the night I used his power bottom part and fucked him merciless. Later he found me and fucked my throat and asked if I was the one who destroyed his hole. Fuck yes I replied. Now this is the time for revenge he said and I was happy because I knew he would fuck me brutally. He did. I was moaning so loudly that many other guys came in. When he finished, others continued to destroy my hole. The second exciting thing was when I realised that my friend lost his anxiety and he was the guy in the corner kneeling on his knees and getting somebody’s cock. I saw as the top unloaded him. I didn’t want to feel himself inconvenient, therefore, I came out to the other room. I found a hole and started to fuck it because watching my friend as whore made me extremely horny. Then he stepped next to me, touched my arm and I started to massage his cummy hole. I pushed out my cock and pushed onto my friend’s hole. I fucked him like no tomorrow. Hearing how loudly he was moaning while I was pounding him made me more horny. I started to jerk his cock and let him cum. I was wondering if he knew that his old friend fucked him so hard. Later, after he left the sauna, texted me telling this story. He really liked how this stranger fucked him. Finally I went to the larger dark room where was a big couch and I positioned myself on the edge on my fourth pushing up my ass. From that time one guy came after the other and used my hole, many of them unloaded it. When the dark and naked session was over, the sauna became quite empty. Some guys stayed and we had some sex but I felt that I also had to leave. So I headed to the cruising bar. It was quite empty, the dark room was abandoned and I had doubts if it was a good idea to come over. It was. I found some gays in another room which wasn’t dark. They had sex and they were open me to join them. I sucked a dick and fucked a throat soon. Then I pulled up my sucker, started to kiss with him passionately and finger his hole. I turned his back, forced to bent over and started to fuck him. I assumed that he totally bottom but surprisingly he wanted to fuck me, so welcome. While I was fucked a friend appeared and offered his cock. Later the previous guy disappeared and I stayed there as an only “bottom “. There were 4-5 guys jerking his cock, while my friend was fucking me. He positioned me continuously to a newer and newer cock to suck it. Then these guys made it obvious that they wanted to fuck me. And all of them did it. For this hour I was the slut who was suitable for fuck and make suck. I enjoyed it. When the bar closed I found a text on my phone. A black guy texted me via Grindr that he needed a hole. His nickname didn’t let any doubts: bbc. I told him that he could fuck me only bareback and I was full with loads. He was happy because he loved cumdumps. I visited him and his cock was stereotypical. I hardly could take it into my mouth. However, after long hours fuck my hole was so loose that I could get it without any problems. Unfortunately he was too tired and couldn’t cum and asked me to leave. I was also dead tired, so I wasn’t disappointed. on Saturday my regular fuckbuddy texted that our session on Wednesday was so good that he wanted a repeat. So he visited me and we spent some hours with a nice flipflop. Sunday wasn’t funday but the day for regeneration. But tonight I will visit another fuckbuddy who wanted a mutual ws session and me to fuck and fist his amazing hole.

Brad and I hit the bathhouse at our usual time and chilled at the bar. Unusually only Dom emerged; he explained "Zack's got the flu so can't make it". My BF Brad laughed saying "lucky you Jake - gonna have to take both the real mens cocks today!". During the week I take my man's cock and at the bathhouse I normally just take Dom's while Brad fucks Zack. This week i was so happy sucking Brad while Dom used me raw. As always he fired a massive load inside me. Brad then slid in using Dom's cum as lube and remarked "wow Dom love the feeling of your cum on my cock". Dom laughed and said "yeh, you like feeling my babies? - maybe you should bottom for me". Brad was like "no way man I'm the top" and fucked me savagely to prove what a man he was. He shot his load in me. I was on heat for the alphas. As always we left the cabin door open and as usual we had the usual crowd of nerds hanging round lusting after our Brad and Dom. But there with his arms around two nerdy twinks was the bear. I caught his eye and he winked and said "pity your done after those two cocks". Brad, cocky as ever said, "nah, my sluts never done - wanna fill him?". The bear climbed into the cabin and looked Brad in the eye saying "my cock is bigger and more powerful than yours - if I fuck your lad I'll fill him and make him mine". Brad leaned over and kissed the bear passionately and then guided the bears cock into my hole. I'd never seen him do that with any other man but the bear had such a cocky demeanour and the size of cock that puts other men in a locker room to shame. Brad said loudly "seed the lad!". The bear started to piston fuck and shouted "i love making lads mine - they all take me inside them". I loved the feeling of this true alpha ravaging my hole and filling me so completely. I felt his cock expanding inside me and he pinned me down and grunted as he shoot load after load of cum in my ass. "Thank you sir, I think I will feel you inside me forever" I said as I stroked his furry chest and the bear replied "too right you will!"

Why don’t you just bend over and take raw cock. You will enjoy it, given they are UD you probably won’t get pozed if you do, lucky you and then you can breed with others

This isn't mine I've just altered it slightly to make it conform to breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Barbara Hastings walked down her hallway to the foot of the staircase drew, in one almighty breath and bellowed: "Thomas Hastings! If you do not drag yourself out of that pit of a bed now then you will wish you had not been born!" She was fairly certain that her neighbour's four doors down would have heard her shouting but she could not care less. She had a flight to catch and she was running perilously late. No response. She sucked in another lung full of air ready to bellow again but suddenly her eighteen year old son appeared at the top of the staircase. He was quite tall for his age. His skill as a runner and regular attendance at the local athletics club had given him a thin toned build. He was wearing just his pyjama bottoms exposing his smooth hairless chest. His blonde hair was tussled from where he had been sleeping and he blearily rubbed his eyes. He was a strikingly good looking boy. He took after his father on that front thought Barbara Hastings as she looked up at him. Shame that shit bag of a man had left them four years ago for that slut of a personal assistant. "What is it Mum?" He mumbled "its 7am and the school holidays! Why are you shouting up..." "Tom. For crying out loud" cut in Barbara Hastings "You clearly do not listen to a word I say. I am leaving now to catch my flight to The Hague. The builder starts today on the kitchen and you need to be up and dressed by 8am to let him in. Do not leave him on the doorstep waiting because you are in bed asleep, do you hear me?" It suddenly all came flooding back to Tom. His Mum had to travel for work and was going to be gone for four days. He had persuaded her that he was mature enough not to need any form of baby sitter and in any event she had arranged for the kitchen to be refitted whilst she was away. He had used the presence of a builder to argue that he would not be alone in any event. She had eventually agreed but on the condition he let the builder in each morning at 8am and stayed at home to make sure nothing went wrong. That suited Tom down to the ground. He wanted to crash out playing computer games and watching movies and was looking forward to four days without chores or nagging because if there was one thing Barbara Hastings excelled at, it was nagging. "Yeah I hear you" he answered. His mother was about to say more, clearly unsatisfied with his dismissive tone, but he was saved by the horn of the taxi that had arrived to take her to the airport. "That is the taxi, I am off, see you in four days" With that she grabbed her suitcase and rushed out the door. The slam echoed around the house for a moment before all was quite once more. Tom took a deep breath, yawned, stretched and then went straight back to bed. - - - - 2 - - - - Whoever was banging, Tom wished they would stop. He rolled over to the other side of his double bed and pulled the pillow over his head. The banging continued. What on earth were they doing he thought. "Shit!" he suddenly muttered. It must be the builder banging the front door. He scrambled out of bed and saw that the time was just after 8am. He could imagine his mother's face if she knew that he had fallen back asleep. It was not a nice image. "Shit, shit, shit!" he cried as he charged out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He got to the front door and without thinking he threw it open. What he saw in front of him made him gasp in surprise. Stood on the door step was the man who was clearly there to refit the kitchen. Tom could tell because there was a bag of tools in his hand and a builders van parked on the drive. What made him gasp was the size of the guy. He was huge. He towered over Tom and must have been at least 6'7" if not taller. He had a shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a firm square jaw line. His head rested on a massively veined neck that lead to the widest shoulders Tom had ever seen. His huge pectoral muscles were straining to rip through the material of his red t-shirt and his biceps twitched with power. Tom couldn't help notice that his tight jeans barely held a great bulge at the front, framed by calf muscles bigger than Tom's entire torso. Tom was so shocked he couldn't speak. His mouth just hung open. The giant man in front of him raised an eyebrow and asked in a thick Eastern European accent "You have kitchen done?" "Um, kitchen, um yeah?" Tom stuttered in reply, desperately trying to catch his wits whilst being suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still just wearing pyjama bottoms and nothing else. He involuntarily folded his arms for security. "I come in?" the man asked when Tom made no effort to move. "Um yeah, sure" Tom stepped out the way and the man walked in. Tom could feel the power radiating from his body as he went past him. There was something frightening yet magnetic about him. Like when you saw one of nature's giants, a lion or a polar bear up close. Tom led the man down the hallway. "Ok then, here is the kitchen. My Mum has moved everything out so you should be good to go" offered Tom. "Mmm" the man grunted. He suddenly turned to Tom and held out a hand the size of a shovel. "I Krzysztof" he introduced himself. "Oh yeah, right" mumbled Tom, embarrassed at his lack of manners. "I am Tom" and he took the big man's hand. His grip was like a vice and Tom winced as they shook. Krzysztof grunted in acknowledgement, turned, and put his tool bag down. He looked back at Tom who was stood frozen to the spot and fixed him with his piercing blue eyes. Tom felt himself wilting under his gaze and wished that he had stopped to put a t-shirt on. He must look so puny to this guy. After a second of awkward silence Tom decided it was time to leg it. "I will be upstairs... um... yeah" he mumbled and bolted out the kitchen and back up to his bedroom as quickly as his legs would carry him. He shut his door behind him and dived under his covers. He felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with him he thought? He had opened the door without a t-shirt on for God's sake. That was all. Why was he so worried about it? He couldn't put his finger on the answer. There was something magnetic about Krzysztof that meant you couldn't help but marvel at his powerful physique. Tom also realised that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling lately. He was no stranger to sex. Well on the internet anyway. He had a laptop and Ipad and his mother was singularly uninterested in monitoring what he did on them. Like most boys his age he was a masturbation fanatic. He jacked off whenever he had a spare moment. The internet was awash with free porn and he trawled the sites looking for new stuff to get off to. He had never had cause to question his sexuality until a few months ago. Bored of the same old videos he had strayed into the gay section on one of the websites. He had been drawn to videos involving what were called "twinks", young guys in their teens. He had watched a video set in a locker room where two athletic guys had sucked each other off then one of them had fucked the other. Tom had to admit that it was hot and he had imagined himself fucking another guy in the locker room after athletic practice. He reasoned that if he jacked off to straight porn where the girl was fucked up the arse then there was no difference to imagining fucking a guy in the same way. He had never found himself fantasising about guys who looked like Krzysztof though. Guys like that were not twinks but real hard, strong men who could break you in two as soon as look at you. Was he embarrassed by Krzysztof because he fancied him? No that couldn't be it he told himself. It really couldn't. Downstairs he could hear the sound of Krzysztof getting started on taking out the old kitchen fittings. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to thinking about how massive his biceps were. The old fittings stood no chance against his strength. What would it be like to touch those huge solid muscles he wondered? "Fucking hell" he muttered under his breath breaking the spell of his day dream. He was determined not to think about this anymore. Grabbing a towel he went and showered, doing everything he could not to conjure up images of the huge hunk downstairs. Having got dried off and dressed into his usual t-shirt and jeans Tom was about to head down to get a drink and something to eat from the makeshift kitchen his Mother had set up in the utility room. She had put in a mini-fridge and microwave in there so that he could survive for the days that the work was being done. He hesitated though as he reached the top of the staircase. Going to the utility room meant passing Krzysztof and he really didn't want to. From what he could hear the muscle man was well into ripping out the old kitchen. Maybe he would be too busy to notice him go by thought Tom and with that thought offering him some courage he headed down stairs. At the end of the hallway he stopped and carefully peeked around the door frame at the entrance to the kitchen. He really wished he hadn't. Ripping out the kitchen was obviously hard work because Krzysztof had taken off his t-shirt. His body was absolutely packed with pumped up muscle. Tom could see his two large pert nipples erect on top of his giant pecs. Every inch of the guy was covered in powerful gym pumped muscle. Tom also noticed the mass of tattoos running down the builder's arms. He was too scared to look for long enough to make out what the pictures were. Instead he took a deep breath and darted past to the utility room. Grabbing enough snacks to see him through the day he darted back the way he came and up to his room. He shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined not to go back downstairs until Krzysztof had gone home for the day. He passed the time playing his Xbox and hitting himself in the head every time his mind began to wander back to thinking about the builder. Soon enough 6pm arrived and he heard Krzysztof shouting up from the bottom of the stairs. "I go for day now" he called. Tom slightly opened his door and shouted back. "Ok, bye" He heard the front door open and then shut. Breathing a sigh of relief he waited until he heard Krzysztof's van pull away from the drive and went downstairs. The kitchen had been totally ripped out. Tom would not have been surprised if Krzysztof had done it with his bare hands. He smacked himself in the head again. "Stop thinking about him" he muttered out loud. - - - - 3 - - - - "You slag!" shouted one woman at the other. Tom was eating his microwave dinner whilst watching the soap Eastenders. He had no idea what was going on but these two women were going hammer and tongs at each other in their local pub. It was quite good. Suddenly the house phone began to ring. He put his dinner down and paused the telly. He wanted to see the rest of this cat fight. He picked up the phone from the table in the hallway. "Hello" "Tom, it Krzysztof" Jesus thought Tom, what did he want? He had pretty much succeeded in getting all thoughts of the man out of his confused mind and now here he was on the phone. "I left bag in kitchen. Can I come now to get it?" "Um..." Tom couldn't think of a reason to say no so he agreed. "Sure. Just knock the front door. I am at home." "Ok, be there soon" Krzysztof replied. Tom put the phone down. Jesus Christ he thought. He walked back into the front room. His dinner and the catfight on Eastenders no longer had any pleasure in them and he slumped down on the sofa. What the fuck was wrong with him? He needed to get a grip. - - - - 4 - - - - Even though he was expecting it the knock at the door made Tom jump. He walked out into the hallway. It was definitely Krzysztof. There was no mistaking his massive shadow through the frosted glass panelling of the door panels. Tom took a deep breath and opened it. "Tom" smiled Krzysztof "Ok for me to get bag?" "Sure" replied Tom standing to one side. Krzysztof walked in. The evening was a bit chilly and he was wearing a zip up hoody with a white vest underneath. Tom could just make out the central line of his chest separating those huge pectoral muscles before it disappeared behind the white cotton material of the vest. Krzysztof went into the kitchen and came back with his bag. "Can I use toilet?" he asked. "Yep it is just upstairs on the left" offered Tom and tried his best not to watch Krzysztof's muscular arse and legs as he climbed the stairs. Not quite sure whether he should wait holding the front door Tom decided to shut it and instead hovered at the bottom of the stairs. After a while of not being able to hear very much he decided that perhaps he should make sure Krzysztof was ok, and thinking of what his mother would say make sure that he wasn't stealing anything. Reluctantly he went upstairs. As he reached the top he could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He hesitated but found the courage and walked up to it. He tentatively pushed it open. "Krzysztof are you ok..." He stopped mid sentence and stood shocked. Not sure what to do. Krzysztof had taken off his zip up hoody and was now just wearing his tight white vest top. He was leant over at the side of the sink snorting a line of white powder from the top of the cistern lid. He looked up at Tom. "Me ok, left my bag with my stuff and need it for weekend" He seemed completely unfazed by the fact that Tom had caught him clearly doing cocaine in his bathroom. His Mum would have been screaming the house down and dialling 999 even as Tom just stood there, too dumbfounded to speak. Krzysztof must have taken his shock for something else because he said "You try" and he held out the rolled up twenty pound note he had used to snort the line to Tom. Tom didn't know what to do. His first reaction was to tell Krzysztof to leave but he was completely out of his depth. Then he felt a sudden compulsion to agree to Krzysztof's offer. But what was he thinking? He had only ever smoked a cigarette for fucks sake and now he was considering taking a class A drug. "I have never... um..." stuttered Tom, unable to resolve the conflict in his mind. "You do little" suggested Krzysztof and again offered the note. Fuck it resolved Tom. What could happen? People did it all the time. His Mother was away for the next four days and he surely would have recovered from a single snort by then. He took a deep breath. He walked over to Krzysztof and took the note. There was a small line of the powder left and without allowing any time to talk himself out of his reckless agreement Tom lent down and snorted it. He straightened up and looked at Krzysztof who smiled at him. "You will be ok" said Krzysztof "it just little bit" and he laughed. Tom laughed as well. He wasn't instantly struck down dead and he felt the thrill of having done something incredibly mischievous. A few moments later that thrill was replaced with a feeling that Tom had never felt before. It was like the feeling you had at Christmas when you were a kid. Uncontained joy and excitement. Krzysztof laughed seeing the smile plastered on Tom's face. "It working yes?" "Yeah, I think so" replied Tom "Hey let's put on music" and with that he bounded into his bedroom to find his ipod. Putting it on shuffle he turned it up and felt the urge to dance. This was great. Krzysztof followed him into the room and sat down on the bed. Tom didn't know how long for but they chatted and chose tracks to play and Tom danced in front of Krzysztof. In his euphoric state he didn't notice the way Krzysztof looked at him. A passionate animalistic look of lust. The drug had put Tom completely at ease with this giant of a man. "You want more?" asked Krzysztof suddenly. Tom was too far gone now to give any answer other than yes. "Sure he said" and watched as Krzysztof took out a small bag of the white powder and racked it up in lines on Tom's desk. Krzysztof lent down and snorted two of the lines in quick succession. Tom took the note that he was offered. There were two lines left, much larger than the one he had done in the bathroom. He lent down and snorted one. "And other" prompted Krzysztof. Tom did as he was bid and snorted the second line as well. He felt the wave of the high hit him almost at once and he stood up and titled his head back as it washed over him. He suddenly felt the powerful presence of Krzysztof behind him and as he turned his head to see what had brought the massive builder so close to him he felt Krzysztof's arms encircle his waist and a hand go to his cock. "What... what are you doing?" he stuttered, still caught on the wave of the high. "Mmmmm little baby" was all Krzysztof offered by way of reply and he squeezed Tom's cock through the material of his jeans. It responded at once and was achingly hard within seconds. Tom was powerless in the grip of this huge stud. He was horny as hell though. The high had made him crazy to get off and he felt himself pushing back against the muscle hunk. "Yeah, baby wants me" growled Krzysztof and he let Tom go for the few seconds it took to pull of his vest, exposing his massive physique. Tom tried to turn but Krzysztof grabbed him too quickly and pulled him against him so that they were both facing once more to the front by the desk. Tom could feel Krzysztof's massive pecs pulsating and lent backwards against them as Krzysztof undid his jeans button and pulled both his jeans and boxers down to his knees. Tom was powerless as the effects of the two lines really started to kick in. His exposed teenage cock twitched in the air and his tight little bubble butt was exposed to the builder who held him tightly. Although he couldn't see behind him Tom could not mistake the sound of the zip on Krzysztof's jeans being lowered nor the touch of the man's massive cock head at the entrance to his tight butt hole. In a sudden moment of clarity he realised Krzysztof was going to fuck him. "Wait, Krzysztof, I..." he began but the hunk clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his protests dead. "Shhh baby" he growled sexily in Tom's ear. Tom felt Krzysztof let go of him and realised he was reaching into his own jeans pocket to get something. Tom breathed deeply, trying to focus, the drug had him overwhelmed and before he could think with any clarity Krzysztof's arms encircled him again and he saw that Krzysztof was holding a small bottle of liquid. "Poppers baby" offered Krzysztof by way of explanation. Tom had no idea what that meant. Krzysztof undid the bottle top and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom caught the strong smell and guessed he had to sniff it. He inhaled deeply once and then again. Krzysztof took the bottle and Tom heard him sniff deeply himself. The effect hit him like a freight train. The wave of pleasure washed over him and there were stars in front of his eyes. His cock twitched uncontrollably. "Fuck" he moaned at the effect of the high. "I fuck" growled Krzysztof loudly who was clearly being driven wild by his own poppers rush. The huge muscular man put his hands on Tom's hips and suddenly he drove his monster cock straight into the boy's virgin hole. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" cried Tom as the pain overcame the cocaine and even the poppers. Krzysztof bear hugged Tom against him as his pushed his cock in right up till the hilt. Tom was shaking uncontrollably in his vice like grip. Krzysztof still had the poppers in his hand and so he undid the lid and held the bottle to his boy's nose. Tom sniffed deeply, wanting anything to overcome the throbbing pain from his arse. Krzysztof lent down and sniffed at the bottle at the same time, the two of them inhaling the high.Krzysztof put the lid on the bottle and put it on the desk. He moved his hands down to Tom's hips and slowly withdrew his cock until only the tip was still inside the young virgin. Then he ploughed it back into the tight hole his huge thighs smacking against Tom's plump arse cheeks. Tom yelled out again but this time there was a cry of pleasure mixed with the exclamation of pain. He was so high all he could think was that he wanted this hunk to destroy his hole. His own cock was solid and leaking precum from the tip. "God Krzysztof" he moaned "fucking do me" The bull of a man needed no more bidding and he began to piston in and out of Tom who gripped the edge of his desk. Krzysztof's strokes were so hard and powerful that the boy was lifted from the floor. Suspended in mid air and held in place between the desk and the iron grip of his muscular builder Tom was nailed. In and in drove Krzysztof, wild on the combined high of coke and poppers. His cock was thick with veins and his bollocks heavy with spunk as he fucking nailed his little baby. "Fuck yeah" he growled "You fucking bitch" His insults, delivered in his thick accent turned Tom on even more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a pain and pleasure never experienced before. He could only moan and grunt like the whores he normally dreamt about fucking in the straight porn he watched. The noises from Tom drove Krzysztof on even more. Krzysztof suddenly pulled out of Tom's boy cunt, lifted him up and threw him over onto the bed. Tom lay there panting for breath. He felt down to his arse and could feel his hole gaping at the ramming he had just been given. He looked up at Krzysztof. The man stepped out of his jeans and stood there fully naked. His muscular body was glistening with the sweat of exertion, the beads running down his chest and tattooed arms. His cock was huge and pulsating. Involuntary spasms causing the shaft to quiver every few moments. "You like bitch?" he growled. Fuck thought Tom, this man was a God. His inhibitions were completely gone. "Yeah I like" he panted. "Call me Daddy" Krzysztof grunted. "I like Daddy, I like..." replied Tom feeling his cock throb. "You want Daddy to fuck you?" asked Krzysztof The reality of the massive cock tearing him open again caused Tom to hesitate. "Yes Daddy, but can I have a break..." he pleaded. "No break for little bitch" ordered Krzysztof and he reached out to the desk and picked up the bottle of poppers. He undid the lid and sniffed very deeply. Twice to each nostril. Returning the bottle to the table he stood looking down at Tom. Tom saw the poppers take hold of the stud and he saw the massive cock begin to twitch uncontrollably. Then with a grunt Krzysztof strode forward and grabbed Tom by the ankle, pulling him to him and flipping him onto his front. Two massive tree trunk arms planted down either side of Tom's head as the hunk lowered his massive body onto the boy crushing him. His huge meaty cock, aching with unleashed spunk found its hole and once more drove in deep. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" cried Tom but he was going nowhere. Krzysztof was making animal grunts and moans as he fucked the lad without mercy. If Tom had been nailed moments before this was something else. Drugs drove the massive animal on, adding to his power and stamina. For what seemed like an eternity Tom lay moaning and begging for his Daddy to fuck him as Krzysztof never let up. The only pause was when the builder flipped him onto his front so that his legs now rested on the massive shoulders and bent back down onto him exposing his hole to the air and then the builder began fucking him hard again. The sweat from Krzysztof dripped from his huge pecs and landed on Toms face and in his mouth. The drugged up boy swallowed it down, happy to taste his Daddies manly perspiration. The fucking went on, never letting up until Krzysztof changed pace and began to withdraw his cock all the way then plunge it as hard as he could into Tom. Each slow fuck was twice as powerful as the frantic pumping that had gone before and the whole bed shook as the builder's mighty tool speared Tom right into the gut. Krzysztof let out a huge grunt as he crushed his massive rock solid cock into Tom's tight hole. Tom was completely overcome by the feelings convulsing throughout his entire body. He moaned loudly each time Krzysztof drove into him, staring up into the hunks deep blue passionate eyes, begging him to fuck his hole. "Fuck me Daddy" he moaned over and over as Krzysztof did just that. Krzysztof's huge thrusts slowed momentarily as he lent back and reached for the poppers sat on the desk behind him. Picking up the bottle he undid the lid and lent in close to Tom, his massive shoulders forcing Tom's legs back behind his head so that Krzysztof's face was against his. "Sniff baby" he ordered and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom did as he was told and at the same time Krzysztof sniffed them as well. The two of them breathing in the strong odour of the drug and feeling it take hold of them. Krzysztof put the poppers to one side and lent back down to Tom. He began to passionately kiss the young boy, his tongue forcing its way deep into Tom's mouth. The muscle hunk's big full lips completely covered Tom's and completely owned him. Tom closed his eyes as his Daddy desperately and frantically snogged him. The poppers were doing their job and Tom felt their hot flush on his cheeks. At the same time he felt Krzysztof swell even bigger inside him. The stud pulled away and adjusted his position to ensure he could penetrate his young boy's cunt to maximum depth. He placed one huge hand over Tom's mouth and the other around his neck. He was going to cum inside this kid but the drugs in his system meant he was going to have to drill him without mercy. He wasn't going to let Tom even try to ask him to stop. This was about him now and no one else. He began by driving into Tom as deeply and forcefully as he could. He felt the boy buckle and shake at the violation and saw his eyes go wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. "FUCK" Krzysztof growled. He pulled his massive meat almost completely out the tight hole and let the quivering of his cock massage the boys rim for a moment. Then he smashed it into the little cunt again, and then again and then again. He tightened his grip on Tom's mouth and throat and started to pick up pace. The ipod had run out of music to play and the only sound that filled the room was Krzysztof's massive muscular thighs banging against Tom's bubble butt, the huge roars of Krzysztof as he delivered each thrust and the muffled moans of Tom as he took the massive cock right up his tight hole. Faster and harder the muscular God went. He felt a huge load of cum building at the base of his shaft and he shouted out as he drove into Tom harder and harder, desperate to unleash his seed into his boy. He looked down at Tom who was staring wildly up at him, his eyes watering from being mercilessly ripped in two. Krzysztof gritted his teeth and the massive muscles on his arms bulged taut over thick pumped up veins. He drove Tom down into the bed causing it to creak and the headboard to bang against the wall in time with his massive thrusts. Then with one massive surge his cum was unleashed. It flowed up his massive stiff shaft and exploded out the huge round cock head coating the inside of Tom's arse with thick white spunk. Tom felt the hot mess spewing up inside him into his guts and cried muffled screams of lust and joy into the palm of Krzysztof's hand. "URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH" grunted Krzysztof as he slowed down his thrusting and let the convulsing of Tom's arse milk out every last drop of his man seed. Sweat was pouring of his pecs and forehead and he released Tom from his grip and stretched his massive body. Tom looked up with a mixture of awe and longing. "God..." was all he could manage "God..." Krzysztof collapsed on top of him and Tom put his hands around those massive shoulders. Their sweaty bodies pressing tight against each other, Krzysztof's cock still resting inside him. Krzysztof began chewing at Tom's neck and ears and the touch of the man's tongue and teeth caused Tom to moan loudly. "Baby not cum yet" whispered Krzysztof into his ear and at the same time the huge man began to rotate his hips. Tom felt the massive cock stir to life inside him as it slid around in the cum that had just been fired up his arse. "Oh God Daddy" moaned Tom and Krzysztof rolled over onto his back, being careful to keep his dick inside his boy. Tom found himself on top and took a deep breath of air. He placed his hands onto Krzysztof's massive pumped up chest to steady himself and then he began to gyrate his hips. He felt the huge man's cock move inside him and was hit with a new wave of pleasure. Krzysztof held his hips to make sure Tom stayed firmly on his dick but gave him the freedom to move his arse in the motion he wanted. Tom began to gyrate more quickly. It was nothing like the massive pounding Krzysztof had just given him, Tom was being much more careful and slow but the wave of joy rolled over him as he felt Krzysztof's cock brush his prostate. He noticed that the bottle of poppers was still lying on the bed and he picked it up and took a couple more deep sniffs, he held it to Krzysztof who did the same. Tom then began to bounce up and down on the shaft and Krzysztof slowly rotated his hips so that his cock slid back into Tom at a slightly different angle each time, causing new throbs of pleasure and making the boy moan and groan. Tom took hold of his teenage dick and began to slowly stroke his own spunk out. He used the sweat from Krzysztof's body as lube and built up a steady rhythm. "Baby cum for Daddy" growled Krzysztof and Tom began to bounce harder as Krzysztof pushed his hips upwards to help the little boy take every inch of his massive cock. The look of lust on the studs face sent Tom over the edge. "FUUUUUCK" he cried as hot creamy boy spunk sprayed out of his nob head and onto Krzysztof's pecs. "AHHH AHHHH AHHHH" moaned Tom as every last drop dripped out of him. "Fucking good yeah?" asked Krzysztof as Tom looked down at the huge load running over the hunks pecs and nipples. "Fuck yeah Krzysztof" he panted. "Daddy" corrected Krzysztof frowning. "Fuck yeah Daddy" repeated Tom. Quick as a flash Krzysztof rolled over so that Tom was once more underneath him. "Daddy hard again baby" he growled and suddenly and violently he rammed his still stiff cock deep into Tom. "FUUUCK" exploded Tom who was aware of the tenderness in his arse now he had cummed. Krzysztof withdrew and ploughed into him again. "We have all night baby" he promised and he pulled Tom tight against the sticky mess covering his massive chest muscles. He began his relentless pounding rhythm again the bed began to shake again. "Fuck Daddy" was the muffled cry that came from the boy completely encased in the builders huge arms. It was going to be a long night.

Seth was your typical poz bottom. Thick ass, thick cocksucking lips, and an endless lust for raw cock. Seth wash lazily finishing a cocktail at the bar when a boy caught his attention from the corner. "who's he?" seth asked the bartender. "guys name is Jake. Just made it into college on a sports scholarship last summer. hes dating a flight attendant out of town named Billy." "poz?" seth asked curiously. "no, neg top. he only ever plays safe. youd think condoms were his fetish." Where others saw a nice guy, seth saw a challenge. Jake. "Hey im seth!," Wandering over with a couple of strong drinks, he sat down nearly on top of Jake and proceeded to spend hours chatting as he bought round after round of cocktails. At some point long ago he'd switched to water while Jake finished his last shot of the evening. "hey buddy did you drive? you might need a ride home," Seth said, running his hand up and down Jakes leg absentmindedly. "s-sure" slurred Jake, as they both rose from the table and headed to Seths car, he took the opportunity to admire the outline of a fat seven inches in Jakes pants. As Jake dozed slightly on the ride, Seth reached over and slowly ran his fingers along the outline of his cock. "there we go" he said. "lets get those balls churning" pulling into the driveway, Jake roused and asked, "where are we dude?" "Oh, i didnt catch your address, so i figured you could just crash on my couch for the night. no worries buddy!" beamed Seth. Jake gave a smile and a sigh, and they both headed into the living room where Seth stripped most of his clothes off. "I dont really do pajamas, but feel free to make yourself comfy" Jake stripped off his shirt and jeans and glancing at the couch, he made out the figure of a large dog. Walking back from the kitchen with a cold glass of water Seth winced, "shit. sorry about that, her name is penny and shes practically impossible to get off the couch once shes down. Here, you can sleep in my bed. Youll wanna hydrate first though otherwise that hangover is going to be unreal" seth chided jokingly. Jake eagerly gulped down his laced water and wandered up to the bedroom with Seth. In a few minutes his heart was racing, his cock was throbbing, and he could barely keep his head up. "how ya feeling buddy?" asked Seth, as he reached over to slide Jakes boxers down. "i-cant do thiss" Jake mumbled, "boyfriend" as he softly tried to bat Seths hand away. "sure you can, relax buddy, im just stroking you. Doesnt that feel nice?" "uh huh" Jake sighed "thats right, just nice long strokes for your nice big cock. Its a little dry though so lets spit on it" Seth pursed his lips and let a thick glob of drool slowly land on the head of jakes cock, teasing it around and into the hole as he continued stroking. "I bet youre a big cummer Jake. those balls look so full. does it feel good when you pump them into your boyfriend?" Seth said as he began working them in his other hand. Jake squirmed and again tried to loose Seths grip from his rock hard erection only to be chided. "shhh none of that now, lets just relax and enjoy. You have such a pretty cock I just want to kiss it. Lets kiss your big cock" Seth again pursed his lips and placed them against the throbbing tool, slurping a few drops of warm precum from the head, he deposited it on his fingertips and began working them into his hungry poz hole. "thats right, just relax and let that precum flow." Seth carefully milked the thick cock for a steady stream of Jakes natural lube, slowly sneaking more and more of it up his hungry hole. "I have t-to stooppp" Jake moaned, pawing at Seths arm. "no baby we cant stop now, youre making so much precum and your balls are so tight. Its time to keep going baby." Seth planted another sucking wet kiss on the head of Jakes tool, dragging his sharp teeth around the piss slit until it was red, "We need to fuck dont we?" Seth asked as he rose to gently straddle Jakes toned waist "no i have a boyfriend i cant do-" Seth interrupted him with a kiss. "of course you can baby. im your boyfriend tonight and we need to keep going" Jake again sighed as Seth reached back and slowly began rocking his thick cock between his own equally thick ass and across the warm poz hole. "thats right, just look at me, relax and let your precum flow" seth whispered as the increasingly moist symphony was punctuated by Jakes pleading, "dont, we need condoms and i have a boyfriend," Seth slowly pushed jakes futile mass back down against the bed and once again hushed him "no baby if you wear a condom you cant fill my hole up. Dont you like feeling it kiss your head? Just relax and let my warm pussy kiss that nice thick head" Seth smiled as he began easing the tip of Jakes cock in and out in lewd slurps, milking the warm precum from his head and into his thirsty hole. reaching up to the headboard Seth opened a small brown bottle and placed it under Jakes nostril. "lets just relax and take a big deep breath" seth returned his hand to the thick cock snuggly tucked into his hole and began to gently stroke it. "oh, warm" Jake groaned as he gently humped. "yes baby. lets put more inside that nice warm pussy. it feels so good doesnt it?" Seth slowly rose up and down, stroking the length of Jakes bare cock in his poz hole. "i gotta cum stop" groaned Jake as Seth began to swirl his hips "no baby this is the best part, let the nice warm pussy milk all that seed out of your big balls" Jake panted and groaned in a futile attempt to prolong the inevitable. seth giggled and reached back, fondling Jakes drenched balls "just relax and cum, relax and cum" Seth chanted as Jakes eyes went wide and as if on command, his cock began belching thick neg cum into Seths greedy ass. "there we go" seth soothed as he rolled the big balls in his hand like a toy "no condoms, just cum, doesnt that feel so good?" "we gotta stop, this is wrong" jake panted, still balls deep inside Seths hot hole. "no baby lets stay inside the nice warm pussy. Once that big cock gets hard again ill milk your load right out. just relax and feel how good that pussy is" Seth coaxed, as he gently began alternating between massaging the cock in his guts, and feeding Jake more poppers.

Been lurking here for a long time. I finally got the courage to take that next step. Im gonna change a couple of details so that this is fictional now. The truth is much stranger than fiction, sometimes. I had a crush on my neighbor, Eric for months. And I was so sad when I found out from another friend that he was poz. Somehow, he seemed even more attractive since he was "off limits." I would never have thought I might pursue a poz guy. I guess you could say that I kinda got obsessed with him. I'd see him in the community pool. I'd see him go out for a run. I couldn't help but to notice that huge bulge and that tight body. Well, let's move things along. Eric was in his third year of law school. I was going to school part time and working part-time. I started saying hi to him as he would set out for his run. Before I knew it, we were chatting all the time. And I was probably obvious that I liked him; and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he wanted me too. Fast forward a few more months; and we are best of friends and the sexual tension is building. I fantasize about him throughout the day. I cum thinking about him before bed every night; and jack off to him in the morning. I want him. Then, I found this web site when I was searching about sex options with a poz guy. And maybe that didn't help .. or did it? One night, we are drinking and talking and I finally got the courage to tell him I wanted him to fuck me. His response wasn't at all what I expected. In short, he told me that he would prepare a contract for me to sign to make sure that I would not hold him responsible if I got pozzed. That same night, he told me that his health insurance had lapsed because he was too old to be on his parents policy. And because of a paperwork screw up, he has 90 days without coverage. In other words .. not on meds right now. And likely "very detectable" as he put it. Damn .. I was upset but also turned on. I just sorta assumed he would be undetectable. A few days later, I found the contract under my apartment door in a simple brown envelope. I opened it up and saw one of those plastic "sign here" things pointing to the signature line. As I read it, my nervousness unexpectedly began to turn from fear into anticipation. Here's how it read: I, _______________________, affirm to be of sound mind and judgement and do solemnly swear that I will not hold Eric X (last name removed for privacy), hereafter known as "the top", responsible civilly or criminally for the contraction of HIV, or any other disease or ailments that result from my consensual sex with said person. I understand that the top is currently un-medicated and has a high viral load; and that my consensual unprotected anal sex may result in the contraction of HIV. I further agree that the following activities are permissible, as described in the following vernacular language to clarify the terms of this contract: I may get fucked in the ass by the top's big cock. I will let the top shoot poz cum deep inside me. I will not ask the top to stop once my ass is penetrated with his big dick. The top can pound my ass as deep and hard as he desires. I will not try to pull away or prevent his poz cum from filling my ass. I further agree to hold an empty bottle of HIV medication in my mouth as a reminder that an un-medicated poz load will be fucked into my ass. I can not release the bottle of medication from my mouth until the top instructs me to do so. After the top cums in my ass, the bottle of said meds will be placed in my asshole to prevent poz cum from leaking out. Furthermore, the top has my explicit permission to electronically record the aforementioned sexual activities and use for his own purposes. Prior to sexual activities, I will declare, on video, that "I am a whore for poz cock. I want HIV-filled cum fucked into me." I concede that the sexual activities described above may result in personal serious illness or possibly death. By signing below, I am literally signing my life away. I fully consent to being fucked to death by big poz cock. I trembled as I read the contract. And as I read through the contract the second time, my cock became as hard as it ever had. Should I sign the contract?

He's got a bf, I've got a bf but we meet up once or twice a week in the woods for a pump and dump. And he's such an arrogant fucker too. Only wants to give me 10 minutes notice! I told him I need 20 minutes to clean my hole. We agreed for 10:45 pm. I show up on time. He is 15 minutes late. I was pissed off. If I had not been so horny, I would have left. He pulls up on his bike and says hi. I say nothing. I follow him into the brush. He pulls on my nipples. I pull on his. He forces my head down to blow him. I fucking hate when guys do that to me. I have got the most foul look on my face which he can't see in the darkness. I take a hit of poppers. He yanks my jogging pants down, whirls me around and mounts me. I forget I am pissed as the poppers take hold. In less than a minute, he shoots his load and my hole feels slimy. I go to stand up but he forces me to stay bent over. His cock never leaves my ass. He takes a hit of poppers and fucks me again. He lasts longer this time. And then comes load number two. I always get two loads in a row from him. I pull my pants up and walk off. Not even saying goodbye. I usually lick him clean and I think he was stunned that I withheld that service. Maybe next time Wolfgang if you get your ass there on time...

Special thanks to all the guys that proof-read this story to help avoid some of the mistakes I made when writing "Surprise Son", although next time I may want to limit myself to a max of 2 proofers/editors So far, this is only planned as a one shot story. It is entirely fiction, but like I tend to do, it's inspired by some wild role-play sessions. THE FATHER AND SON REUNION: Hi, my name is Eric. Without going into too many details, I spent most of my time in high school crushing hard on my friend Dean. and while he was pretty much straight, one drunken night when I was home from college for a holiday break, I managed to have a drunken three-way with him and his fraternal twin sister Dana. (I know, a girl, yuk, but at the time I thought it was worth it for a chance at Dean's cock.) When I was back at college (and a few states away), I found out that Dana had gotten pregnant. and while Dean let it slip that it was mine, Dana was VERY determined to “not let her son Davey grow up with a dirty cock-sucking faggot as his daddy.” She tricked some dude into marrying her, and she even got a restraining order against me just to make sure I had no chance at ever getting to know my son. After I graduated, I got a job and a small house near where I went to college., and managed to keep in touch with Dean, who remained slightly friendly with me, and over the years, he would occasionally manage to sneak me updates on Davey. The newspaper clippings Dean occasionally sent described Davey's sporting exploits as he was on the high school varsity wrestling, track, and football teams. Fast forward to last week, when I received an email from Dean telling me that Davey was now 18, wanted very much to meet me, and as an excuse for coming to my area, would be coming to my area this weekend to “tour” the college I went to.. I was ecstatic about getting to finally meet Davey in person. I gave Dean my address and contact info. Then I tried to get the house generally cleaned up,moving all the toys, gear, and PNP supplies to my bedroom and, hiding the evidence of the chem-fueled orgies I had gotten used to having every few weeks. When Friday night arrived, I was doing another sweep of the living room, looking for anything suggestive or incriminating that I might have missed. As I took yet another look around, I heard a knock at the door, and when I opened it, it was all I could do to keep my jaw from dropping. Standing in front of me was almost a spitting image of Dean back when he was in high school, only in much better physical shape. Based on his height, size, and lack of facial hair, I would have asked for ID if I didn't know for a fact Davey was 18 (and had been for a few months now). “Nice to finally meet you Dad,” Davey said before lunging forward and wrapping his arms around me in a hug we had both waited his life for.. Time seemed to stand still as the 5'6” teen Adonis hugged me as hard as he could, his head pressed into my chest as he did his best to hold back his tears and sniffles. I kissed his forehead and told him how much I had wanted to meet him;I began tear up too as I babbled about how much I wished I could have been there for him. “Get in here son, we have a lot to catch up on,” I managed to say before we reluctantly broke our embrace to shut the door and moved to sit on the couch. Over the next hour, we gave each other “crash courses” on the biggest events we had each missed from each other's lives., and in a teary confession, he came out to me, telling me I was the first person he has ever told since his mom was still aggressively homophobic. I told him that I was gay too (to which he said, “I know Dad”). I reassured him that there was nothing wrong with being gay, and if he ever needed support, now that he was old enough to make his own decisions, I was here for him. He smiled more than he had so far, wiped the tears from his face and said, “after all this, I am getting kinda thirsty.” Before I could offer him a drink, he pulled two bottles of Gatorade from his bag and asked “Red or Blue?” “Red” I said, before he opened the bottle and passed it to me. I took a small sip and instantly recognized the bitter taste – these were laced with T. Was he trying to get me tweaked? He opened the other bottle and took a swig, wincing slightly at the flavor. Clearly both bottles had been enhanced, but I did my best to pretend not to notice and try to find out what he had in mind. We continued talking and sipping our drinks. By the time we had drunk half of the Gatorades, I was feeling fairly spun and judging from the sweat dripping from his brow, Davey was too. “Its kinda hot in here Dad. Do you mind if I get a bit more comfortable?” Without waiting for a response, Davey stood up and pulled off his shirt, revealing his perfectly toned hairless chest and six-pack, as well as the top of his v-cut and a light dusting of a strawberry blond treasure trail poking out of the top of his shorts. My breathing was getting heavy and my pulse was racing as I stared at the teenage Adonis before me. “Let me help you with your shirt too,” Davey said, and before I could say anything, he had lunged forward and begun to lift my shirt off. The smell of his sweaty musk wafted over me and made my dick pulse as he pulled my shirt off, revealing my hairy torso. “Damn, you look fucking sexy Dad,” he said. “You too,” I stammered. “You really think so?” he said as he began flexing in front of me. His slim frame glistening with sweat as he switched between poses, each showing off his rippling muscles. “How about this?” he asked before turning around and pulling his shorts down to reveal his perfectly toned hairless ass, the perfection drawing all of my attention and causing my cock to swell even more. He turned back to face me and leaned forward, placing his hand on my crotch and rubbing my stiffening rod. “Oh yeah, I thought you would like that,” he said before he used his other hand to grab the back of my head as he planted his lips on mine and forced his tongue into my mouth, kissing me deeply. I reached forward to grab his perky hairless posterior and pulled him closer, moaning slightly to signal my approval. He broke our kiss long enough to frantically say, “You have no idea how long I have wanted this,” before resuming our kiss and pushing me onto my back. As we kissed, I pulled his shorts down further and ran my hand along the inside of his crack and slowly rubbed my fingers along his tight muscular hole. “I have only ever topped before, and I want you to be the first guy to fuck me Dad. I have been saving my ass for you,” Davey said as he continued to grind against me, his hard dick barely contained behind the stretchy cloth of his basketball shorts. “And I want to be able to take you without a problem, but I may need some help,” he muttered. “Is your help more Tina?” I asked. “You knew!” he said, surprised I was aware of his little trick. “Yeah boy, pretty hard covering up that flavor,” I replied with a bit of a chuckle. “Well then,” he said with newfound confidence knowing that I was on board with whatever he had planned. He pulled back from me and took off his shorts, revealing a thick uncut 11½ inch cock, the tip wet with precum as he turned around to rifle through his bag. “How about you get naked too, and we have some REAL fun,” he said, now with pipe and torch in hand. I quickly stood up and pulled my pants off while he took a deep hit from his pipe. As he finished inhaling, thick white smoke still rising from his pipe, he leaned back towards me. I leaned my head down to meet his as he exhaled his hit into my mouth. “Fuck, the kid has some good stuff,” I thought as he took another hit. It didn't take us long to finish the bowl, shotgunning the hits back and forth while groping and fondling each other's sweaty bodies. He put the pipe and torch down on the table before pushing me back onto the couch. As I stared dumbfounded at the short muscular god in front of me, he reached back into his bag and pulled out a small tupperware container containing what appeared to be Crisco. “It's laced too,” he remarked as he applied some to the crevice of his bubble butt, taking extra care as he massaged some into his tight pucker. He then took another dollop from the container and coated my cock. His relatively small hands making my dick seem even bigger as he slowly jacked me, coating my entire shaft with his enhanced lube. “Fuck, that feels good Davey,” I managed to say before he replied, “Then you are gonna love this.” He climbed onto my lap, pushing me to lay back on the couch as he positioned himself over my dripping cock, it's head sliding back and forth across his tight virgin hole. “I know I should stretch out first, but I want to make you proud of me Dad,” he said confidently. Before I could say anything to protest, he dropped down with all of his weight and took my shaft to the hilt. Even with the chems racing through his system, I could tell it still hurt him as he winced a bit and held himself in place, his tailbone pressing against my balls as my bush ground against his tightly stretched hole. “I don't want to hurt you son, and have to tell you I am poz,” I stammered. “Fuck yeah!” he said as a devilish smile began to cross his face. “I was kinda hoping, and that is why I wanted you to tear me up Daddy. Now that I found you, I want you to be a part of me in every way possible,” he said as he began to grind his ass on my raging erection, his enormous cock still rock hard and pointing towards me temptingly. “I hope you plan on using this thing on me too,” I said as I wrapped my hand around his member and began to slowly stroke him while he picked up the pace that he was using to fuck himself on me. He stared deep into my eyes with gleeful determination and said“Fuck yeah, Daddy. We are both gonna be dripping cum before the night is over,” He smiled wide and tilted his head back as his bouncing became more crazed. Between the physical overload of his hole convulsing and gripping at my shaft, the ripe sweaty funk filling the air, and the visual stimulation of his beautiful body on top of me, it wasn't long before I was letting out a loud guttural moan and coating the inside of my boys hole with my toxic load. “Fuck yeah Daddy, now it's your turn,” he said as he stood up, and reached back to his ass to scoop up any leaking cum and leftover lube, which he then used to coat his massive cock. On his small frame, the giant dick looked even bigger. and as we looked into each others eyes with burning lust, out of habit, I uttered “I should probably make sure I'm cleaned out first.” “Don't care! Can't wait,” he replied with hunger clear in his voice. He then used the muscles and training he had clearly gotten from his wrestling career to lift my legs up and aim his mammoth cock at my now exposed pucker. Then, using only the pink cum and infused fuck juices from his ass that has slathered along his wrist thick uncut cock, he placed the head at my hole and in one determined thrust forward. I was fully impaled on his cock (fortunately, I am a bit of a fist-pig, so I didn't struggle to take him nearly as much as he had struggled with me.) “Not hitting anything. We're good,” he grunted as he started to piston fuck himself into me. I was seeing stars, but not from pain. Instead, his rock hard cock and my spun state were making me feel like his dick was made to be lodged deep in my ass. (and in a way, it kinda was.) “Fuck, you feel so good Dad. . .I'm gonna shoot!” he said after what didn't feel like nearly enough time could have passed . He closed his eyes and started a series of quick rough thrusts. I felt my hole getting slick with his teenage cum. He didn't move for mere seconds before remarking in a primal manner, “Not done!” and he began thrusting into me again. He repeated this for two more loads before finally withdrawing from my now wet gaping hole. His cock making a squishing sound as it popped from my hole, as the removal of his dick caused the copious loads he had left deep in me to begin pouring out of my battered (but still hungry) ass. “I need you in me again,” he said. This time however, as he hovered over my crotch, he faced away from me and he used some of the jizz leaking from my battered ass to re-lube my dick and his hole. Like before, he fully impaled himself on my dick, taking the entire length in a single slick movement. “Lets see if we can milk a few out of you this time,” I heard him say as he leaned forward and started to maneuver his fingers into my cum-slicked hole. “Whenever I fuck someone, it's usually pretty easy to do this, after” he explained as he easily began coaxing his hand further into my hole. There was little resistance as his thumb popped through my outer ring. Having located my prostate again, he started to apply pressure to it with thumb knuckle as his balled fist filled my hole perfectly. As the waves of pleasure took control of any part of my brain capable of coherent thought, he used his perfect ass to jerk me off, stroking it up and down the length of the dick that made him. The combined sensations coming from my ass and dick fully overwhelmed me, my eyes rolled back in my head as my body quaked from an overwhelming orgasm. I convulsed beneath him as he continued to punch fuck my prostate and my increasingly hungry ass. Davey continued his handiwork, and I felt wave after wave of what seemed to be a never-ending series of orgasms. My brain in a blissful fog; I could barely make out his grunts of “Fuck yeah Daddy, fill me up!” as my poison stick spat volley after volley of his unborn siblings into the depths of his hot velvety boy butt. Davey's relentless onslaught of my hole continued, leaving me a quivering mass beneath him as he punched in as deep as his angle would allow. The pressure too much for me and I cried out, “Oh Shit, I'm gonna piss!” “Fill me up Daddy!” he yelled just before I unleashed a river of hot liquid gold in his now loosening canal. It leaked out around my cock as he resumed fucking himself along the length of my still pissing dick. We both let out guttural grunts and moans of satisfaction as the hot wet feeling coated our primal lust and further lubricated our crazed grinding against each other. The world faded away and all that mattered was our carnal rutting. Finally Davey's pace slowed down, and he said, “I gotta piss too” before taking his smaller frame off of my cock and turning around while somehow keeping his hand lodged deep in my hole. The feelings of his hand turning as he re-positioned himself back between my legs was almost more than I could handle. My eyes lost focus, but I just make out him using his free hand to aim his dick below the wrist still in my hole . I felt a new level of tightness as he slowly pushed his thick cock in alongside his hand. I let out a low moan of ecstasy as my body convulsed from another in a long chain of anal orgasms. Davey's moans soon joined mine with his as he let loose a torrent of his chempiss in my fully stretched hole. The T from his piss soaked into the lining of my torn up ass, and my head began to spin as he started to jerk himself off inside of my stretched hole. “Fuck you feel so good Daddy,” he said while shooting another load into my fully inseminated hole. (Gotta admire that teenage stamina.) After pumping a few more volleys of cum into me, he seemed to (finally) be spent for the moment, and he slowly withdrew both his hand and softening cock from my completely destroyed hole. I was still breathing heavily and occasionally convulsing from orgasmic aftershock as he climbed back on top of me. He licked and sucked the fuck-slime from his hand, his lightweight frame feeling like a perfect fit as he rested his full weight on me. Now face to face, he kissed me deeply before saying, “I fucking love you so much, Daddy.” “I love you too Davey.” I replied, and with that we slowly made out while we began to rest and recharge from our mind-blowing father and son reunion.

I was replying to @Quilly55 who is in NC, USA and had the same issue.

A question. Has anyone who replied to this topic had a reply from SaunaTop. Even to say "no thanks" or "not my type". We might all be filthy sluts on here but that doesn't mean we don't deserve a reply of some kind. Or maybe I'm old fashioned

I get my sub down, doggy. I put my hand between his legs, touch his balls and run my finger back to find his hole then guide my cock in- balls deep. For me, the initial penetration is the second horniest bit of the fuck after the actual breeding.

Will you be back in the area for a while after this? Really wana tear you up

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I never judge people who say "I" like this or *I* don't like that. I am always 100% behind people being themselves, as long as other people aren't harmed in the process. I judge people who say "X GROUP" of people ARE like this or SHOULD do that or whatever. In fact, I'm standing up for that very principle of letting people live without some self-important asshole (not you) announcing that "bottoms should never do ABC" or "real Tops always do XYZ". If they want to order their own, particular lives that way, more power to them. If they want to make it clear that they're think this is a great option for themselves and encourage others to consider the same, that's fine too. But when it crosses over to "should" - one of the most problem-fraught words in English - my spider-senses go on red alert, because it's almost always linked with some haughty prescription as to how others need to live their lives. And I especially stand up against people who try to tell others - especially the young and naive - how to live their lives when that advice comes with serious risk-taking.

Give us more!

Neal was 18, it was the summer before he started his senior year. He got a job as a busboy to make money, also to hopefully satisfy his curiosity about his sexuality. Ever since puberty hes been increasingly curious about sex w guys n maybe hell meet some working. His first day jim trained him, he was gay acting n checking neal out. He wasnt the only possibility, there was Erik n Jon his roomies. They kept talking about how cute some guys were n what theyd do to them. They talked about this bicurious high schooler they got high af, seduced n 3wayed him now hes a slut for dick. Neal hung around them listening to how there's 6 gays here n hed better watch it cuz they all wanted him. They noticed how he listened to their stories, smiled when they said there's 6 gays here n then started rubbing their cocks against his ass n he pushed back. He got worse n worse as time went on n all six of them were going to a party at Jim's house n asked him to go. Thinking of that other high schooler getting converted to a hopeless cock starved cumdump faggot had him worked up. After work all 7 men went to Jim's, it got hotter n heavier. They smoked meth n that's all it took for shy neal to become a horny, bi curious virgin at a party w 6 gay men drooling over him. So neal, got a question we are dying to know: we think u might be turned on by our behavior n stories, u curious? By now he was super spun n horny af n kept wanting to be that other teen they converted. Mmmmm God, y'all have all been flirting n hitting on me n talking dirty to me. I cant take anymore, I think I'm gay, prove me right boys, take me n make me positive I am!

Yes, many times.

It's happened to me a few times. Once at a cruising park that was located next to a bicycle path so after work it got pretty busy. In those days HIV was still an issue so most guys stuck to oral. I've always loved sucking cock so I would spend a few hours in my favorite spot reading waiting for cock. A guy in his 30's shows up and as usual, I give him a nice blow job with some deep throating, and eventually I swallowed his load. Guys after unloading usually wipe their cock zip up and quickly leave, many without even saying a word, which is fine with me. Instead, this guy immediately asked me to lick his balls and he started to play with his cock. When I saw his cock growing I switch from his balls to his cock and gave give a second BJ and I swallowed a second load. The guy told me that not every time, but sometimes he gets horny right away. Years ago although barebacking was still a [banned word], I very early bottomed BB because I quickly realized that I couldn't take condoms. So I knew lots of horny guys who enjoyed fucking a raw hole. One of them was a black dude with a very nice piece of uncut meat. Every time, he liked to first be sucked and then he would fuck me for quite a long time. I enjoyed the connection at the time of the breeding because he would tell me he was about to cum. That's when I learned to have my hole wide open so he would go deep while squirting his load. Every time, he would keep pumping, and without pulling out, he would keep going, get hard again and fuck my hole for a second time. The second load was almost better than the first one

It's not a question of time; it's a question of how much you engage with the system by making posts and commenting on others' posts. If it were time-based, the spam folks would simply seed lots of dummy accounts, sit back, and let them "mature" into accounts that have much more access, then wreak havoc on the system.

One of my fav multicumming fuckbuddies is now fully vaccinated. Said he hadn't fucked in ages due to his condition and fear of becoming infected. I had the honors to be the first one he took it out on. Fucked - with short breaks- for two hours and he pumped three loads in me. Hell yeah. Fucked two loads out of me. Cleaned him up afterwards and he produced another load. Delicious. Hole is sore as fuck but I can't wait for the next time!

Nothing hotter than being filled with lots of poz babies

Ok, so I checked out Fair Theater for the first time today. I have to say, you guys who say it's too far to walk from the 7 train....do you actually live and walk in NYC? I got off at 90th St. and, since it's a straight shot north, I started walking. I switched over to 89th in case a Q-49 bus came by, but one didn't show up until I actually hit Astoria BLVD. Except for the fact it's hot as hell in NYC right now, the walk wasn't that bad and took me 20ish minutes. At any rate, I liked Fair Theater for what it is. I would say the guys there are pretty much what you'd expect. Mostly older and a few of the ones who just can't take no for an answer. But there were some pretty decent "regular guys", too. I got 3 blow jobs until the last one ate my cum. I probably won't go too often, but maybe once a month it'll be worth a shot. For reference, I was there from 12:30 to about 4 pm.

I woke up after a night of celebrations. We own the grand finale. It was a house party and the alcohol and pot was flowing. I think at one stage I had vague recollection of a gangbang happening in the main bedroom. I staggered out of bed, my mouth tasted stale and my skin smelt of UDL’s. Bad choice of booze to drink; I struggled my way to the bathroom to chuck up. I slummed down by the bow and wiped away the puke from my chin. Daddy Steve stood at the door way. He was wearing only his speedos. He must have just completed some laps in the indoor pool. His massive cock was near my face. ‘How was your night spew boy?’ He chuckled. I barely got a grunt or a moan out. ‘That good!’ He continued, ‘Hey listen. Daddy John told me about the conversation you two had. How are you after it?’ ‘He opened my eyes. He told me the truth and I’m ok with it. In fact, I have something to tell you.’ I got off the floor, brushing my arm against his cock as I did, ‘Daddy, I want to be a pig, like you.’ The right point to Daddy Steve’s thin lip perked up. I continued ‘Ever since I saw what I saw, I have been obsessed. It floods my mind. I want nothing more.’ ‘That’s not all that’s going to be flooded.’ Daddy Steve grinned deeper. ‘You know we have been waiting for you to talk to us about it. We have known about your obsession before you even knew.’ ‘How?’ ‘Camera’s Son. We see everything. We watch you play with your cock all the time. The other week you stuck a finger in your hole to see what it would feel like.’ I blinked in surprise. Daddy John did say there were hidden camera’s through the house. ‘How did it feel?’ Daddy Steve asked ‘It hurt a little.’ ‘well you will have to get used to it. If you think that hurt. Wait until you have cock pumped up there. Come with me son.’ I followed Daddy Steve down the hall. looked like we were heading to the secret basement at the bottom of the stair case by the entrance. He continued ‘You see son. You need to seriously think about this. being a pig means being full into it. It’s the only way.’ ‘Daddy John said that. He gave me,… The talk.’ ‘Yeah but son. Being a pig means being fully exposed. Everyone will know. You will be known as a slut. A whore. You will get a lot of negative back lash.’ I felt like I was supposed to be concerned, but I wasn’t. Daddy Steve continued ‘It also means being used by anyone and everyone. You’ll learn to never say no to cock. You will be fucked and abused at any point. Blokes will treat you as they please… Some will even rape you.’ ‘Rape me?’ ‘Yes… One time I was out jogging near the park at Edgecliff when I felt a wack on the back of my head and passed out. I woke up to an shirring, sharp pain in my asshole, coursing up my torso and through every muscle in my body. It felt as though someone was smashing a ridged knife into me. A strong massive hand pressed my face was flat in the dirty and leaves behind a bush. With every thrust my face was pushed deeper and deeper into the shrubs, I could feel some of the twigs scratch me. I screamed as the grappling pain shocked my body system and that when another hand wrapped around my mouth and a voice, not from behind me, but from in front of me telling me to shut up and take it. I knew my rectum was being torn apart. My muscles clamped up, but what I now realised was a massive cock, kept pushing furiously into it. It felt dry like sand paper scrapping against my inner walls, but whoever was pumping into my hole did not care. It was about him. It was about him getting off by raping my pig hole. I felt a furry belly press against my upper ass cheeks, the guy was fucking deep, fast and hard into me. His strength was overpowering and the shock to my system prevented me from fighting him. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, telling me he was about to blow his load. That’s when he picked up his pace. I felt the head of his ridged cock push against my inner ring, Then he started grunting as he pumped. It went for a while, his cock seemed to slide in and out a little easier. It must have been his load. He finally stopped. Leant into my ear again and said he just pumped his toxic juice into me. I was frozen from the shock violation. He pulled out and all I heard him say was, Oh fuck! I made him bleed. Then I heard the guy in front of me holding my mouth say, Good let your viral load soak into his system. I thought it was over, but I felt another cock force its way into my wrecked ass. It was thicker and I felt my ass muscles stretch out further, tarring the walls of my rectum. I tried to scream again, but that hand was still clamped around my mouth. I then realised that there was a third, and he fucked my hole harder and faster than the first guy. There was no messing about. His assault happened in a matter of a couple of minutes before he too was pumping his load in me. When he pulled his cock out of my ass, I felt my rectum spasm. Cum and blood must have gushed out because I felt wetness down my thighs. And that’s when the guy holding my mouth let go and quickly got behind me. He pushed his way in. He was just as thick and ridged as the second guy. Even though my hole was moist from the two loads and the blood from my torn walls of my rectum it still felt rough like sandpaper as this man forced his cock in. It kept going and I yelled again, His hand wrapped round my mouth and his cock kept going. Soon I felt it against my inner rectum. He felt it to. It blocked him from going further. But it did not stop him. He jammed his cock hard and the massive head ripped open my inner hole. I cried in pain as his cock kept going deeper. He must have been at least 10inchs. Finally I felt his pelvis against my outer, wrecked, hole. It stun from his pubes scraping against the tares around my ring. He finally let go of my mouth as he fucked deep inside me. I pleaded for him to stop. I even said I would call the police. That’s when he said he was the police. The other two guys chuckled. The fucking continued on as he said that there is nothing I could do about it. This is what happens when you have a reputation of being a pig slut, your rape claim wouldn’t be feasible and would be thrown out. He fucked for a while, by this stage I summoned the strength to fight him off, but the other two guys pinned me down. My arms were stretched out, face flat in the shrubs and dirt and the policeman’s full weight on me as he jack hammered his 10inch cock into my destroyed hole. My eyes were blood shot and blurring from the tears and dirt and I had to force my mind to separate from my body. I must have blacked out again, because I woke up to the policeman moaning and grunting and fucking hard into me. He moaned as he said he was blowing his toxic load into me. He went on for a while and I could feel my inside fill up, stretching my walls out a little further. And then he finally pulled out. He was not gentle and I felt a flood of cum follow out, after his cock left my puffy swollen hole. I didn’t move. I didn’t think I could move. I was wrecked and drained from the rape. All I could hear was the sound of pants being pulled up and buckles being latched all while the rapists chit chatted about what a slut hole I was. They eventually left and I slowly got to my wabbly feet. My shorts were ripped apart and barely hunging off the elastic band. I pulled them up around my waist, my hole twitched and spasmed with every move I made. I walked home. My wrecked ass fully exposed. I knew there was Cum and blood smeared over my ass cheeks and down my thighs. When I got home, Daddy John saw me. I was crying. I was in shock. I was in pain and told him what happened. Daddy John just stared at me for a while, then, he flipped me around and ripped off what little short was left hanging on me. He bent me over the couch and forced his cock into my red tender hole and force fucked me hard with his 12.5inch cock for 15mins before he too shot his massive load of cum into me. He slapped me across the back of the head as he pulled his cock out my of my now loose sloppy rectum and told me to clean the mess of cum left on the couch… With my tongue. And walked off.’ I sat for a moment registering his story. I knew Daddy Steve was trying to shock me. I knew I was supposed to be shocked. But I wasn’t. My cock was like a raging dragon, wanting to explode with a breath of fire. We reach the secret basement and went through. The lights were on. The dungeon looked a little different now that I could see a bit clearer. The floor was covered in rubber mats and near the wooden fuck bench I saw Daddy Steve get bred on, the rubber mats were stained with cum. We walked to the far end of the dungeon where there was a secret door behind one of the mirrors. Daddy Steve pressed it and it opened. Inside was small room where a security system network was set up. Monitors showed every part of the house. Including my bed room and bathroom. ‘Welcome to the spy room.’ Daddy Steve winked. To the right was a refrigerator with a glass front. I could see the content inside. There were glass jars of a marble coloured liquid. It looked thick and seemed to me like it had a silky texture. I realised what it was. ‘That’s my cum.’ Daddy Steve interrupted. I remembered the milking machine attached to Daddy Steve’s cock when he was used as a cumdump. ‘Daddy John collects my loads. He only uses cum as lube… My cum.’ I looked away in thought. As badly as I wanted to be a pig, there was something that concerned me. I needed to get it off my chest. ‘Daddy. There is something that worries me.’ ‘I’d be surprised if there wasn’t.’ ‘Daddy, after I cum I feel guilty and disgusted in myself. Suddenly everything I thought to be super sexy and hot, becomes revolt and regret.’ Daddy Steve sat in the office chair near the monitors and swung facing me. ‘you’re like me son. When you cum, it is like all the horniness is sucked out of you through your ejaculation. Daddy John gets off on knowing when I head frame is at that point. Makes him feel like he is really using and abusing me. Son, to be a pig you need to learn to just accept it. Even if you don’t want it. It’s the only way.’ Daddy Steve left me with something to think about. We stayed in the security room for a little bit longer. He even showed me the cupboard where they kept their USB’s all full of the fuck sessions they have had in the house. There was even some of me having a wank. As we left I felt Daddy Steve look down at me. ‘What are you thinking son?’ ‘I’m thinking… That I still want to be a pig. I want the world to know. I want to be free.’ ‘It’s the only way son.’ Daddy Steve responded. We made our way to the kitchen where Daddy John was waiting. ‘Hello son.’ Daddy John called. ‘I see Daddy Steve took you on a tour… your birthday is next week. The big 18. Anything in mind that you want to do to celebrate?’ Oh I had an idea. My eye’s twinkled at the thought.

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Mr Hankey's "Seahorse." It comes in various sizes and is great for stretching you open. The attached pic is the large model, there is a xl and an xxl available though those are definitely not for the faint of heart😈

I signed on to BBRT. Two messages - one the usual advert for a party and the second from Twinkhole69. This looked interesting. As a beefy bear I know the twinks love a proper man to ride em. His profile said "my status - not sure". Your status "no preference". He was a slim blonde twink aged 23 and his profile said he loved to ride cock. Perfect! The message said "hey, wanna use me sir and give me your load". I replied "sure - I need some meat - wanna know my status?". He was still online and replied "not yet sir, here's my address..." It was nearby so I told him to be ready in 20 mins and headed round. It was in a block of flats so I buzzed his number and he said - "cum in, doors open". I climbed the stairs and walked straight into his flat closing the door behind me. One room was half dark with the room open and I walked in shutting it behind me. I felt his beautiful skinny ass starting to finger it - at this he sniffed from his poppers. I asked if he wanted to know my status "he said - not yet". I replied "such a slut aren't you?". His answer was very honest "yes, I take a lot of loads - raw every Saturday and Sunday but last test was neg. Honestly mate I could have anything - I should be open - like my hole - would understand if you don't want to go further". My cock had got rock solid at this news and I said "sniff lad". He did and I pushed my rock hard cock into his pre-lubed hole. "That answer your question?" I asked. He said "yes sir, 100%". I commanded him to "sniff again" and as he did I whispered "want my poz cock?" into his ear and he shouted "yes sir, make tonight the night, breed me". I said to him I would, I'd pound his slut hole and get him pregnant. "I'm fucking every load you've ever had into your hole right now and making it take - making it worthwhile." I asked if it was just lube he'd used as his hole was feeling amazing. He replied "no, you're the second guy to cum in me today". He begged me to fuck the cum into his hole deeper and harder. The thought of this twink coating my cock in his sex was too much and my balls tensed up and he felt it and screamed "poz me daddy" and I did squirting load after load into his dirty cumhole. He snuggled into my big hairy chest and feel asleep. I knew I could have a lot more fun with this lad...

Well I didn't stop thinking about it - Next Saturday I woke up with a massive hardon. When the afternoon came I headed to the bathouse fully expecting not to see the blonde lad. When I arrived I went to the bar for a drink and last weeks guy came past and said "thanks for making me yours". I told him he was welcome. Then I took a shower and went to the steam room. I couldn't believe it as there was the blonde lad sitting in there and as I walked across the room I could see his monster stir beneath his towel. He told me he overheard the other guy begging for my poz load and he knew it was wrong but he also knew it was time and he needed it. I asked him his name and he told me it was Danny. I took his hand and led him to my cabin. We made out and sucked each others cocks. Eventually I said - "do you really want this. I'm not on meds and I'll probably poz you". Danny sat up showing his abs glistening with sweat and said "more than anything - make me pregnant - make me yours". I kissed him as I slid my cock into his tight hole. I licked his ear and said "I'm going to make love to you" and he groaned and slid back on my cock. I picked up the speed ploughing into him and sometimes slowing down to kiss him. I took a sniff of poppers, offered them to Danny who greedily inhaled and then said "poz me sir" and that pushed me over the edge and I shot into his hole - a strong load. Without even touching his cock he shot a massive load of cum onto my chest. I held him in my arms and Danny turned his blue eyes to me and said "I think I love you sir".

Jake raised the sated boys head gently and smiled into his eyes. It was important for clint to understand this was nothing to be ashamed of. To acclimate to his new life of cock and cum, just as Jake had when Seth first welcomed him. Jake kissed the clumsy boy as he gently caressed his thin frame. "such a pretty boy when youre fucking" Jake cooed as he ran his hands sensuously across Clints ass, sliding his fingers down until they met the point where his cock laid soaking in the boy. Jake wanted clint to associate affection, and appreciation with his hole. Jake wanted clint to know that a mans raw load inside him truly made him special and loved. As if by magic, the boy kissed him once more, sighed and asked, "thanks." Jake could feel the boys pulse through his creamy dilated hole and the gentle throb was beginning to make him hard again. slowly, Clint placed his hands on Jakes chest and sat up, as if to lift himself off the meat he was currently impaled upon. However when the boy looked down, he stopped. There it was, Jakes cock in him. "See where i am Clint? Looks nice doesnt it. clint reached down and ran his fingers around the circumference of his penetrated hole. "do you...need to cum again?" he asked sheepishly. "i dunno, you could probably make me cum again. You feel really nice inside clint." without thinking, clint relaxed his hips and slowly sank back down on Jakes prick. "thanks." he sighed, continuing to work Jakes cock. "are you trying to get me to cum in you again?" jake chuckled. Clint had begun to relish the feeling of Jakes cock inside him. He was never really good at many other hobbies like Basketball or hockey, but now he felt like an expert. All he had to do was get Jakes dick inside and he could make the man cum over and over, he was sure of it. Clint let out a satisfied hiss as he picked up his pace. "I could probably make any guy i want to cum" clints mind was racing at the possibilities, the power to make a guy give him something so private, so reserved, so precious as the seed in his balls. just bounce up and down on their cocks and the cum was his. "jakes cum isnt jakes anymore its mine" he thought, stroking his abdomen and pounding the leaking prick inside him, he was almost too distracted to hear Jake moaning below. "are you close?" clint reached back to feel Jakes tight nuts. "yeah dude oh shit im close." clint picked up the pace, working jakes soaked prick deep in the pool of jizz inside him. Clint was pressing Jake into the bed, staring into his eyes like a predator, waiting for the moment. The glimmer when he knew Jake would give him another load because he had no choice. "oh my god" Jake began thrusting deep into clint as he reached back to spread his ass cheeks. "cum in me" clint demanded, pawing at the tops balls and feeling his cock pulsing deep inside him. Once he was satisfied, Clint climbed off jake and plodded down the hall to the bathroom. Straddling the toilet, Clint held his hand below his hole and gave a gentle push. "I need to see it" he thought, and his eyes lit up like a child on christmas morning as what seemed like gallons of cum flowed out from him. "beautiful, isnt it?" Seth mumbled as wandered in brushing his teeth. Clint just nodded. "Ya wanna know what i do with the loads?" Seth asked as he approached the boys parted legs. "what..." the boy asked with bated breath. Seth gently slipped his fingers inside the boy, drew them out, and softly traced the boys pouting lips. "I taste their seed." clint licked his lips, then licked seths fingers clean. "The best part is, all that cum is yours now." Seth tilted the boys cum filled palm gently onto his cock, and clint began to stroke himself once agan. Seth smiled, put the cap back on the toothpaste, and pranced down the hall to the living room again leaving Clint jerking his cock and fingering his hole like a pig in heat to suck the load clean off his digits. "who the hell is in the bathroom" seth asked mikey, who was balls deep in chris as the last of his jizz flowed effortlessly into the now eager boy. "craig? no...clint!" mikey smiled as he let his cock slide out of the boys cummy hole. "hes jakes new best friend, they fucked all night like good little bunnies." mikey remarked, as he tussled chris' hair and flipped on the TV. "poz?" seth mouthed to mikey, to which he just laughed. "not even straight" he replied sarcastically. "well not anymore" seth giggled as he poured a stale half-bowl of cheerio dust. "is it just...is it illegal for me to have anything to eat in this entire house mikey" he glared at the boy. "sex pancakes" mikey mumbled as he raised the volume on Spongebob. Seth fumed as he pulled a clean skillet onto the stove and set to making the one thing mikey thought was particularly clever after an orgy.

Jake let out a low groan as Mikey pulled his bloated prick from the boys tight ass, gently slipping the gauged ring from his glistening ring as a trail of mikeys seed drooled from the tops hole. Mikey sighed and began unstrapping the panting boy, who immediately reached down to fondle his cock. "did you like that?" Jake smiled at the boy, still plugged full of his cock. "uh huh" he nodded lazily. "im sure Jake would love to keep going again, wouldnt you?" Mikey offered as he snapped a few quick pictures of the two mated together, covered in sweat. Jake looked into clints eyes as he pulled his slippery cum coated cock out of Clint, and slowly drove it back in, watching the boy grunt and groan in satisfaction as his hand splashed up and down his own cum covered prick. "you can cum for me again cant you clint?" Jake slowly sped up his thrusts as the prior load began to leak out of his pussy and around Jakes tool. "oh god yes make me cum" Clint begged, Jake was all too eager to deposit another load into the boy when mikey straddled the boy. "Give him the first few shots, and then finish up inside me" Jake nodded eagerly as he reached down dip his fingers in mikeys pussy. "oh god im gonna cum" clint squealed as his ass clamped down hard on Jake and began its milking once more. "there ya go, shoot that cum baby" Jake moaned as he reached down to take hold of his sloppy cock. "one for you..." Jake mumbled, as he pulled back to fire his first shot of cum into the boys gaped cunt. "and one for you" he quickly slid his cock against Mikeys soft pussy and pushed, draining his remaining jizz into the hungry bottom.

Jake reached down to work the boys soft prick and was reminded as seth whispered into his ear "no sweetie that wont work. Tina makes them soft as a feather and hungry as a horse" "tina?" Jake absently wondered if that was a drug the boy had been administered at some point. Whatever Seth did to him the first night they met made it practically impossible to resist surrendering his load. "Was Seth a doctor?" he naively pondered as he watched the teens dribbling cock bounce lazily against his moist abs. "you feel so good inside chris" Jake encouraged the boy. "can you give me a little squeeze?" Jake was now fully obsessed with the boys sucking cunt, eager to see him participate. Chris just nodded and Jake was rewarded with a powerful tug from the newly minted bottoms creamy hole. Weeks ago Jake hadnt so much as teased a bareback hole, now he was calmly feeding his thick rod into a boy who not hours ago belonged to a nice young lady. Chris was his now though, he thought. Seth peeled back Chris' foreskin and began tickling and teasing his sensitive glans as Mikey held his attention, stroking his thick cock inches from the boys lips as he continued to receive Jakes cock. "wow" Chris remarked as he reached up to grip the drooling prick. "isnt it pretty?" mikey offered the glistening cock with its shiny gauged metal piercing to the boy freely as Chris began to instinctively pump the fuck muscle, staring into its dribbling piss slit, and watching his pendulous balls swing. "arent big cocks nice Chris?" seth remarked. "yeah" chris moaned as precum flowed onto his chest. "taste me" mikey whispered as he pushed his hips forward and nudged the boys lips. instinctively Chris opened his mouth and slipped mikeys head inside, sucking its salty precum as he continued to fist the cock. "im goma gum" the boy mumbled around the head of mikeys cock as Seth lifted his hand away. It was important for chris to associate cumming with his hole, Just as mikey had, and he watched as Jake fucked a pleasant stream of warm cum out of his limp dick. "open" mikey panted, as he placed his thumb to the boys chin he watched as the boy willfully pumped gobs of his own poz seed into his waiting mouth until it began to overflow. "now swallow. good boy" mikey approvingly guided the boy through drinking a toxic load as he looked back up and smiled. "Chris I think Jake needs to cum" seth remarked. For all his mischief, Jake had to admit the corrupting little power bottom had a condescending habit of knowing just when he would cum. "do you wanna pull it out and shoot on Chris?" seth glanced at the boys reaction to the idea. "wait no dont do that" chris moaned. "why not chris? Jakes gotta cum somewhere" seth plied the young man as Jake edged closer to orgasm. "because it feels so good in my butt please just...keep going. can you cum in me?" chris bargained and seth smiled approvingly. "i dont know Jake, do you wanna cum in his hole?" seth continued his contemptuous questioning knowing Jake wasnt thinking about his poison prick except that he needed release. "Dont worry baby i wont pull it out, I'll cum in you" Jake reassured the pensive boy as Chris smiled in relief. "there we go, almost there now. Chris why dont you give his big cock a nice squeeze" Seth coaxed the boy as he smeared his cum around his chest. "oh yeah here..mmh" Chris grunted, as Jake began to pound harder. "let him know chris, tell him he can cum in your boypussy" seth instructed the dazed bottom. "c-cum in my pussy" chris grunted, flexing his tight hole once again. Seth grinned as he watched Jake slam home in the teen and he began to pant heavily. "there we go" seth whispered as he gently rubbed the boys stomach. "you did it chris! you made jakes cock cum in your boypussy." Seth congratulated the grinning young man on obediently participating in his own infection. "im POSITIVE jake likes your pussy a lot" seths words send Jake crashing back to earth as he watched the twitching pink mancunt instinctively continue milking. "thank you Jake, oh wow, this was amazing. Your dick is just..its really great" Chris panted, as the thick member slowly left his hungry gaping hole. "ya know, its only polite to clean that pretty cock after hes done Chris." "oh gosh im sorry" chris looked at seth. "what do i do?" he pleaded, worried his next actions might determine if Jake ever decided to fuck that amazing dick into his guts again. "here, nice and close. See all that cream on his dick? Lick it all up" seth instructed, as he carefully guided the wobbly boy to Jakes prick, and began instructing him on how to suck, Jake watched Chris slurp and gulp the poz cream and ass juice up.

As Jake resumed his normal routine he couldnt seem to stay focused. The reluctant weekend kept replaying in his mind, and despite his remorse for cheating he couldnt help but get hard every time he thought of Seths hot hole. Seth meanwhile kept good contact with his new toy, and the lewd photos he would text certainly werent helping Jake to forget just how good the bottoms sticky cunt felt. His boyfriend popped in for a night before returning to a long haul flight for the week, but Jake found for some reason his once eager fuckstick would fall limp the moment the condom rolled on. The frustrating evening turned into a mornings kiss and goodbye as his boyfriend hustled out of the dimly lit apartment to meet his flight, and Jake shuffled to the bathroom for some aspirin as he felt a cold coming on. "who gets sick in june" Jake muttered and as he gulped the little white pills down, his phone lit up. It was Seth. Jake swiped at the screen and mumbled a hello. "How we doin buddy? Sorry we havent hung out on a few days ive been super tied up at work." Seths ray-of-sunshine chipperness was infectious even over the phone. "ugh, i dunno man i feel like garbage today." Jake confessed. "im sorry baby. say! how about i drop in with some chicken noodle soup. That always does the trick for me." Seths enthusiasm seemed weird, but Jake accepted nonetheless. Maybe Seth was just...nice? he chucked the phone on the bed and plopped back down to sleep. "fuck the hole baby cream that tight little pussy" Seth whispered as he laid his phone on his shorts, pooled on the ground. The anon top in the ajacent stall was only happy to oblige, and continued pistoning in and out of the boy. As the birds chirped, and the din of lawn tools moaned in the background, Seths mystery mans low moan betrayed his orgasm and Seth sighed, feeling the plump cock kicking deep in his guts. Slipping off the tool and slurping it clean, he popped out of the stall and thanked the young park attendant for his jizz before heading cross town. Like a child on christmas morning, Seth was eager to enjoy his present and remembered Mikeys transition fondly. The newly minted bottom had just come down with a cold, when Seth rapped cheerfully at the door and offered a movie and a hot cup of tea for the sniffling bottom. Seth spent the whole night greedily eating and fingering Mikeys swolen cunt. working his heavy nuts back and forth in his palm, seth patiently urged the boy on to cum using just his ass as thick streams of fresh poz jiss poured gently from his dangling fuck meat. It wasnt until the next morning Mikey let the cat out of the bag, and let the boy know he was positive. by the next week, Mikey hardly remembered Seths confession as he pulled his cheeks apart for a thick puerto rican man in the bathroom of the gay dive bar up the road. "hee hoo!" seth chirped as he rapped at Jakes door. Jake appeared, topless in basketball shorts, and with the million dollar look of a man who just got pozzed. "mmh" Jake groaned, and waved the boy in to the couch. "I couldnt find chicken noodle soup" Seth confessed, "But! the ramen place is pretty good, so...ramen!" he beamed. As seth bent to set the bag down, Jakes cock twitched eagerly. The outlines of Seths jock framing his amazing ass perfectly through his sweatpants. "what the fuck" jake wondered, his hard aching cock clearly ready to fuck now when it was so uncooperative just last night. "i see someones excited to see me today" Seth mocked, as he ran his palm against Jakes straining member. "fuck dude we cant keep doing this" Jake groaned, as Seth slid his pants off revealing his luscious ass. "Sure we can! we can do it over and over! Remember what I said? when you need to fuck, you can fuck me, and your cock needs to fuck right now." Seth slipped Jakes hot thick meat from his shorts and spat on the tool, gliding his hand up and down and resting his head on Jakes shoulder. "I mean" Jake sighed "I need to get back to just being with my boyfriend okay? if he found out he would kill me" Jake pleaded. "Dont you worry about him. we're just having a bit of fun Jake its not like were married" Seth mocked, as he turned around to point Seths tool to his cummy hole. "just a little bit? just do the head. I promise I'll stop once youre gonna shoot." Seth encouraged, as jake huffed. "just this once and then we're done." Seth began feeding the head inside and grinned as Jake groaned. "isnt that better? See? Im just working the head a little. You feel really hard Jake, im sure that thick prick missed me." Seth continued gently rocking along Jakes bloated tool as Jake stared back at the devious bottoms well defined shoulders and back, down to the impossibly beautiful hole slurping at his cockhead. Jake slowly moved his hands to Seths hips, and slipped more of his cock inside. "There ya go" seth encouraged, "our little secret. keep going, dont fight it" Seth reassured over his shoulder as Jake groaned, having lost the battle he buried his cock to the hilt in the boys perfect sucking hole and began to thrust. "youre so beautiful when you fuck" Seth sighed, as he bounced in long strokes on boys new poz tool. Jake glanced at the bright red waistband of Seths jock. "whats that?" he panted. "Oh, I guess I should take these off since im gonna cum too." Seth slid off Jakes tool and stripped his jock off, revealing a small tattoo as Seth guided the dripping cock back into him and continued milking. "this" Jake touched Seths back at the point of the marking. "Oh, its a biohazard tattoo." Seth spun around on the pistoning fuck stick to face Jake. "it means Im positive" he stared into Jakes eyes, working his hips up and down, waiting for the dots to connect in Jakes mind until his expression changed to remorse. "oh dont pout Jake. I mean now we really are friends." seth smirked. "look at you. You cant resist it. this cock only fucks bareback boy pussy now and thats just what I want it to do." "My boyfriend" Jakes whole world was collapsing around him as his cock throbbed ever closer to orgasm. "Is not important Jake, whats important is your big juicy cock shoots perfect poz seed now. Its truly beautiful now." Seth smiled, continuing to milk his beautiful new fuckboy. "I mean i couldnt tell you about it before because that would spoil the big surprise but you did a great job. Remember all that cream you pumped into mikeys poz hole?" Seth continued breaking the boy down as he swirled his hips. "Remember giving all your cum to my hole?" Jake groaned as Seth placed his hands on the boys shoulders. "oh oh im cumming! thats right, cumming into MY little poz hole" Seth mockingly giggled as he stared into Jakes confused eyes. "And dont tell me you forgot that nice creamy treat in your hole. I mean you kept it inside all day didnt you? You didnt think about it at all and I've gotta say thats a damn tight hole you have, a real cumsucker." "I didnt-" Jake stammered as Seth hushed him, "And you wont. I just needed to make sure you had enough of ME inside to convert you." seth playfully slapped his toxic fuckmeat on Jakes abs. "like i said you dont take cocks jake, you take your nice big prick" Seth began twisting Jakes nipples as he inched closer to his ear. "and you breed your warm hiv positive cream up deep inside. You share it with pretty boys when I tell you to." Seth whispered, licking Jakes ear and eliciting a light moan. "now lets be nice and practice. I can feel you inside." Seth continued his ministrations "And I know when youre going to cum" Seth remarked flatly. "So lets push nice and deep and give me all that toxic cream" Seth soothed, as Jake inhaled sharply and just as promised, began to throb, breeding the malevolent boys thirsty cunt. "that a boy, see? was that so hard? You were made for this." Seth sighed as he carefully pumped his seed into his hand, his powerful hole milking and massaging Jakes tool. "no no, dont pull out" Seth scorned, as he raised his cum filled fist over his head and dribbled it into his mouth. Turning to Jake he gulped audibly and with a smile slid his gooey hand around Jakes balls. "I think we need to keep practicing" Seth laid his head on Jakes chest and continued softly working his nuts.

Seth sighed and started folding. "Typical" he thought. Mikey would always find some way to get out of even the most rote chores for the weekend. Cleaning the kitchen? hes at the baths. take out the trash? hes got some rough trade cock that just cant be missed. Today he was stuffing his stretched cunt with Seths new toy. Some people build model boats, or learn a second language. Seths hobby was picking out the most average of handsome men and moulding them into mindless fuck pigs for his own amusement. "strip away the condom and in a matter of time a boys raw cock will take over, its only natural" seth thought. Hell, with enough of Seths tight pussy that proud laudromat daddy would eventually be dipping his tool into every manhole he could find. As the mans load leaked slowly into seths shorts, he shucked them off without a second thought. Folding jakes jeans and shirt, he wandered into the living room. "here ya go buddy! i guess they got mixed up, sorry about keeping you waiting." seth smiled as he tossed the clothes on the back of the couch. Mikey was obediently cleaning off Jakes cock as he diligently slipped the plug back inside the thirsty boy. "Hey you're covered in cum. Wanna rinse off real quick?" Seth saw an opportunity to check jakes progress. "sure. i guess" Jake reluctantly replied. Perfect. Seth knew that whatever reservations against poz cum he had before were rapidly dwindling. He hadn't once thought about the fun little gift Seth had squirted into his tender hole, he had slurped up fresh poz jizz without protest, and now he was indifferent to the idea of wearing a load from chin to cock. "great!" seth chimed, as he guided the boy back to the narrow hallway, his thick cock bobbing along, Seth made sure to let it bump against his alabaster cheeks along the way as a subtle reminder of where Jake belonged. "let me get things going" seth offered, as he bent down in front of Jake to flip on the taps. "yeah" Jake whispered, as seth lingered before him running his hand through the water for the perfect temperature, Jake began to finger his cock. "Sorry the hot water takes so long. this building is so old." Seth offered, as he arched his back a little to better present his moist poz pussy to jake. Seth grinned as he felt Jake swabbing the head of his tool up and down the sticky crack of his ass. "here ya go, fuck the pretty hole jake." Seth encouraged as he reached back to spread his cheeks. "oh yeah" Jake moaned as he slipped his cock inside without a care in the world. "fuck Jake thats nice. Keep going. Fuck nice and hard" Seth saw Jakes eyes were now fully trained on his thirsty cunt as it milked the boy. Each boy was different, but you could always tell the moment their cock started doing all the thinking and seth delighted watching it happen as Jake pounded away with abandon. "Thats right jake fuck my cunt. Breed it nice and deep" seth panted, enjoying the notable change from once reluctant one night stand to fully engaged and hungry top as he felt the cock inside him begin to swell. "oh god im gonna cum in you" Jake moaned one last time as he slammed deep, just as he'd been taught. "there we go, let it all out. cum nice and deep. Youre so beautiful when you cum" seth encouraged, continuing to drain the boys balls into him. Mikey lay sprawled on the couch, flipping between daytime tv adverts for food dehydrators and a fishing show, he couldnt care less. He reached down, twisting and pulling at the greasy plug in his hole and watching the precum pool on his tummy. Just like seth said, his hole was what made him cum. Mikey wasnt much for entertaining guests, but he was more than happy to service some clueless overnight "friend" of Seths with all the velvety poz pussy he could handle. "Were back!" seth announced triumphantly. "Jake changed his mind and didnt want a shower after all" Seth passed jakes clothes back to the relaxed top. "Sorry about the underwear man, i guess they got left back at the laundromat." Seth knew this was a total lie. Once a boy was finished becoming Seths own personal fuck meat he wanted a trophy. "its no problem" Jake offered, as he gently tucked his cock into his pants and tugged his tshirt over his cum streaked frame. The boys exchanged numbers before Seth gave him a kiss, squeezed his new poz tops fuck stick, and sent him home to wait for the good news.

Mikey was another example of Seths hard work paying dividends. The tall, slender former straight boy with bright hazel eyes and a thick ten inch cock had long since retired from feeding it up inside his girlfriend. Instead, With Seths help and a few nudges from his friend Tina, Mikey learned all about servicing poz cocks of all shapes and sizes at Seths housewarming party four years ago. The welcome-to-the-neighbourhood gift of his girlfriends hummus that was once delivered by the bright-eyed gentleman turned into the idle snack on the kitchen counter for his breeders that night as Seth gently caressed Mikeys sweat soaked chest, whispering words of encouragement as he slid back and forth in the sling. Mikeys glassy confused eyes would meet Seths just long enough to groan after taking a load, hiss after a slam, or parrot the words Seth told him to say that while once a foreign tongue, now came so naturally. "fuck my pussy," "breed my hole," the pliant young man would giggle obediently, as his beautiful ass drank gallons of toxic jizz that night. These days he was just Mikey the roomate, Mikey the baker up the street, Mikey the understall expert who drained married cocks at the local department store, and Mikey the poz cumdump whos favourite sport was swinging in a sling, servicing thick hard cocks. Today he was Mikey the poptart theif with lunch. Seth and Jake plodded into the kitchen, towels on hips. Seth with a triumphant smile, like a race car driver crossing the finish line. Jake, with the sated composure of a man who'd just came, and who had absentmindedly forgotten about the warm poz cream trickling out of his swollen ring. As the boys sat down to eat Mikey called seth into the kitchen to find a bottle of wine. "who is the fuckmeat?" Mikey hushed. "hes our fuckmeat for the weekend. meet..." Seth dipped his fingers into his cunt and returned them to Mikeys lips, "Jake." Seth grinned, as mikey inhaled the delicious mix of seed and ass juices, licking them clean. "im making a nice poz cock for us to play with, and Jakes been a real good sport about it but I need him to really want that toxic pussy, mikey." seth instructed, as he peeled off Mikeys shirt and unbuttoned his shorts, chucking them into the hamper, they returned to the table. "where are your clothes?" Jake asked curiously. "Oh I normally change out of them after work, theyre all covered in flour and gross." mikey replied. "yeah, we dont typically wear a lot of clothes around here and im just about to get laundry started, so off with that towel mister" seth chimed, as he gathered up the load for the wash, he noticed Jakes cock was gathering its next load for mikey, the semihard tool rising once again to the occasion it was made for. Jake tried to busy himself with lunch but found he'd lost his appetite and instead was eyeing mikeys pierced nipples and distended jock. "Do ya waana see it?" mikey smiled, slipping his pierced ten inch fuck meat out for just a moment. "dont let it fool ya, im a total bottom. some guys just love the luxury of fucking a hung bottom though." mikey remarked as he turned around to showcase his slender hips and feminine curves. his ass wasnt as big as seths, but something about it drew Jakes attention. "you should fuck him Jake! youre hard, and when a top gets hard they need to fuck" seth instructed as he chewed his lunch. "I cant do that i kinda dont even know him?" Jake looked to seth, as if waiting for guidance before Mikey stepped toward Jake and gently took his cock. "you can fuck me whenever you want dude, I love to get fucked" and with that mikey began slurping away at Jakes neg cock. "watch those teeth buddy!" seth mumbled as he chomped away at a roll, reminding the skilled cocksucker to get in some prepwork to make sure there was a smooth transfer between poz hole and neg cock. "ow" jake hissed, as mikey turned around to spread himself. "sorry man, im not the best cocksucker but just look at this cunt." Mikey spat on his hand and worked a finger inside as Jake stood mesmerized at the size of mikeys swolen rosebud. "yeah" Jake whispered, his mouth had gone dry as he watched Mikeys hungry hole pulse around the three digits inside. "You GOTTA fuck mikeys hole jake, its really the best. i mean theres nothing better than being in a well stretched cunt dude. your cock is going to looove it!" seth chuckled from the kitchen as he washed a few dishes. Mikey slid his fingers from his hole and teased them around the head of Jakes cock, as Jake looked around. "do you two have condoms? we probably need a condom" Jake panted. "Ill start looking for some buddy let me see." Seth chuckled. Of course none of the boys could stand so much as a condom commercial in the house, let alone an actual rubber. "just let me just feel the head, please??" mikey pleaded, smiling and tickling Jakes sensitive glans as he gently backed toward him. Jake sighed. "Just the head, that cant hurt. Just in and out a few times while we wait for the condom" jake reassured to himself and pushed into the thirsty bottoms toxic cunt. "ah, thats nice. here, hold my hips" mikey smiled, as he began gently working his hips back and forth, "oh my god your hot" jake breathed, watching his thick purple head dance in and out of the slender long haired boys wet hole. "let me make it feel good. you can push more inside me, its ok, we'll stop just as soon as seth gets us a condom." mikey soothed, knowing Jake was already feeding more of his greedy neg cock into the boys cunt with increasing abandon. "turn around" jake urged, and mikey sat back on the table to lift his legs, exposing his shiny swolen rosebud cunt fully. Jake was hypnotized by the sight of mikeys horsecock, stretched balls, and glistening red inviting hole as he pushed fully inside him. "see? what did i tell ya jake. Mikeys got a real soft pussy to take care of big cocks with. he even works a few fists up that hole sometimes too" seth beamed, as he rested his hand at the base of Jakes back and encouraged him further. "remember what i said about that boy button? You can probably make mikey cum just with your cock. but you gotta fuck hard" Jake needed no encouragement as he was now fully sawing in and out of the toxic hole, working a creamy lather between the two of them as mikeys thick tool stood to attention. mikey was in heaven as he bounced back and forth on the table, his eyes to the ceiling. "please dont stop" mikey panted, as seth lifted his bloated ten inches and rested his hand underneath. "come on mikey give me that cum. just let the big cock fuck all that seed out" seth soothed, and as if on command mikey let out a long low groan and a slow stream of hot cum dribbled into seths waiting palm. "good job Jake!" seth beamed as if he had just caught the biggest fish in the lake. "now its your turn." he instructed, as he poured the bottoms toxic load onto jakes pistoning tool. "remember to push nice and deep and let all that cum out. mikey can take it, he loves cum." seth chirped, as he licked his hand clean. "im gonna cum" jake moaned softly. "thats right buddy just relax and cum right up inside that pretty red rose" seth watched as jake pushed firmly and held still, his shaft pulsing, his gutteral groaning, his chest rising and falling as he bred the boys poison cunt with a blissful look on his face.

Nothing better than a manual worker, still sweaty from his shift, As long as they have a hard cock and want to dump a load in you, it sure don't matter what they look like. Ugly guys need sluts too.

I met Bihairy at the ABS this week and ended up taking two loads through the gloryhole. My pussy was leaking cum for an hour after. I can't believe he gave me so much cum.

It’s pretty common, at least here in Florida. You have no idea how many tobaccco-chewing, pickup-driving, confederate flag-waving, Trump-voting white cracker boys I’ve skullfucked and abused while they’re on their knees slobbering all over my pierced Cuban dick like a $2 whore while I curse them out in Spanish until I blow my load down their throats or all over their faces while they cum in their jeans. These are many of the same guys who when they’re out together I hear call me a spic and tell me to speak English or go back where I came from, so I don’t understand what these supremacist whiteboys get out of the whole racial degradation thing but it’s a good outlet for my own sexual urges and definitely makes for some pretty hot sex. The flip side of it is when they’re not on their knees and out somewhere in a group these guys are a pain in the ass and definitely something to stay away from.

PART ONE It all started innocently enough. I know that's what everyone says but it certainly wasn't my intention for things to end up the way they did. My wife died about 20 years ago. For around five years I didn't know what to do with myself, then I discovered the joys of gay sex and was fully-fledged in that lifestyle for a long time keeping it all hidden from my family who thankfully live a long way away. Over that time there wasn't much I didn't try or do to someone else, and we usually did it raw. Unfortunately it bit me on the ass in the end and I ended up poz. It didn't worry me too much as I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later & I was still taking pretty good care of myself despite the fact my daughter was still under the impression I must be living a lonely life. Far from it in fact! The house I had was pretty big though & I was intending to buy a smaller place, seeing it was only me living there aside from any overnight/weekend/weekly "guests" I might have had. My daughter had the great idea of sending her son to help me pack up the house over around a week or so. I didn't think I needed any help but she thought "it'll be good for him & you'll need the company". Great. I didn't have any problems with the boy, he was about 20 years old, straight and a lovely guy but by God the kid was dumb. I'd also heard that some of my "friends" were gonna be in town for a few days and I was intending to catch up with them. Timing! My sex drive wasn't a patch on what it used to be but I was looking forward to catching up with them for some drinks & a good gossip. I'd been up pretty late watching some porn so the banging on the door at 10am came as a bit of a shock. I staggered to the door and was greeted by Brett's smiling face. "Hey there gramps! It's so good to see you!" He stepped inside & gave me a big hug. I tended to only catch up with them round Xmas time and wasn't on social media so I had no idea how much he'd grown, or to be more precise, bulked up. The boy was in fantastic shape. "Thought I'd get here nice & early to get a full day's work in" he said. I can't fault the kid's attitude I guess. "You don't look ready though!" He laughed. "Is there anywhere you want me to start while you have a shower & breakfast?" "Um....sure...the garage I guess?" I replied in my morning haze. "Sure, I'll get straight to it!" About half an hour later with a full belly & a clean body I walked out to my garage. Brett had done a power of work and I could see a bunch of boxes set up for me to determine whether to keep, throw or store. His body showed at too as his young body was coated in sweat. "Wow boy, there'll be nothing left for me to do at this rate!" "I know gramps. Once I get to that part of the garage behind the sheet it'll all be done!" Oh fuck, I thought to myself, I'd forgotten about that this morning. One of the things I really used to love particularly when I was "entertaining", was to use a sex sling. It didn't really worry me too much if I was giving or receiving, I just loved using the damn thing. God knows how many times I seeded a guy or received it myself in that thing. The stories it could tell! I only just realised that my grandson was just about to reveal it. "Well Brett, looks like you could probably do with a break, I'll take it from here!" "No way Gramps, I'm just getting started!" and then the idiot walked over to the sheet and pulled it back. "WOW!!!! What's this Gramps?" My face went bright red (and it's a long time since I've been embarrassed) thinking the secret was well & truly revealed now. "You & Grandma must've got up to all sorts of stuff huh?" By God, how dumb is this kid, she's been dead for nearly twenty years! How sentimental does he think I am! "Ahhhhh yeah, well you know...I was hoping you wouldn't see that" I stammered, thankful for him being so naïve & stupid. "It used to get a bit of work, not so much any more." That part was at least true, he just didn't know that it wasn't his grandmother that was on the receiving end. "So how does it work Gramps? There's a seat & stirrups and a few things here." The dumb boy sat up in the seat, put one of his legs up into the stirrups and was trying with his other one. You know how in movies there's the cliché where a docile animal or person will get a taste for blood or something will just trigger a different side of their personality and then they'll become a maniac. As I looked over to the sling, it wasn't my grandson that I saw. My insatiable sex drive returned and it was a sweaty well-built young man in little to no clothing with his legs spread who was more or less totally helpless. I smiled and I could feel my cock hardening as I walked over to the sling. "I can show you how it works if you like..." END OF PART ONE

There an underpass near my house leading to a large park. I often go at night and jerk off there naked, wandering between the 2 seperate underpasses. Often (although rarely) if people are walking past I won’t move, just stand there in the dark beating my cock. Last night I was there at about 11 pm, naked, jerking mycock. A guy walked past and when he saw me asked what I was doing. I didn’t reply, just looked at him and kept jerking. After he asked me a few more times with no response, he grabbed me, turned me around and fucked me up against the wall of the underpass. Left a huge load in me. Need up the first of several loads take.n last night.

Friday the 13th, Part 2 With the slam that Tony had just administered, I was definitely feeling a huge rush as my heart pounded the Tina through my veins and into my brain. In less than a minute, my brain sent an urgent message to my ass that I desperately needed to get fucked. Tony was way ahead of me. He knew exactly what I needed. He said, “There’s an adult book store about 6 blocks from here. At this time of day, that’s one of the few places you can get fucked, and it’s especially busy on a Friday afternoon, during commute time, when the business men from downtown stop in there to suck some cock, get their cock sucked, or fuck some ass before they have to get on the freeway and go home to the wife and kids, for the weekend.” Before we went to the adult book store, Tony wanted to get out of his work clothes, so he grabbed a small carry-on bag from his SUV, and changed into a pair of 501’s, boots, and a motorcycle jacket. Last, he pulled his big cock and balls through a snug steel cock ring, then packed everything down one leg of his jeans, making a great bulge as he buttoned up his 501’s. It probably took no more than 2 minutes, but it seemed like it took forever. At last, he was ready to go, and we drove to the book store, parked, and went inside where Tony paid the manager, and we walked back to the video arcade, which was dark except for a row of red light bulbs adding to the glow of the small video screens that lit up each booth. Just as Tony had predicted, there was a pretty good crowd, and more than a few men in business attire. When we saw a guy exiting one of the booths, we both went in, leaving the door ajar. Tony pulled the bench around so that the end of it was close to the wall, directly below a glory hole. Then, he sat on the bench, with his legs together, and motioned for me to lie on top so that my legs were up in the air, and my hole was positioned right at the glory hole. There was a steady stream of men opening the door to our booth, checking us out, then moving on. It didn’t take long for the top guys to figure out that I wanted to get fucked. Very soon, a guy entered the booth next door, and I heard him lock the door. In no time, his cock was hard, and he pushed it through the glory hole, and into my hungry hole, as Tony fed me a couple of hits from a bottle of poppers. At first, the guy fucked me slowly, gradually going deeper, then fucking me harder. I’m into being watched, so it was a big turn on for me to see several guys standing in the open doorway of our booth, watching me get fucked and hearing me moaning loudly with each thrust of the guy’s cock pounding my hole. When he was ready to shoot his load, he slowly pulled back most of the way, then slowly pushed all the way in, again. He did that 3 or 4 times before he suddenly let out a loud moan, and slammed his cock deep inside of me, and held it there. I could feel his cock head throbbing each time he blasted a stream of cum into me. Just when I thought he was finished, he started fucking me again, giving me a good pounding, until his balls were completely drained. Then, he pulled out, and I heard him unlock the door, and exit. The next 5 men who fucked me were all business, each one following a pretty similar pattern of entering the booth, locking the door, pulling out their cocks, stroking themselves hard, then fucking my hole, every one of them fucking me bareback and dumping their loads inside me. Each one quickly buckled up and left. That was fine with me. Just keep the cocks coming (and cumming). When the next guy entered the booth next to ours, I didn’t hear the door being locked, so I knew that he must have wanted the crowd to watch him fuck me. Almost immediately, I saw an extremely thick black cock head at the glory hole. Tony gave me a couple more hits of poppers, then pushed me forward so that my ass was pressed right up against the glory hole. “OH, FUCK, FUCK” was all I could say, feeling that BBC head pushing against my hole until it finally popped past the opening and he was inside. Tony kept feeding me the poppers, and I was glad that the black stud took his time, letting me get used to his size. Still, I was moaning louder than ever, and I was sure that all the guys watching us were really enjoying the show. I was really glad that Tony had slammed me, back at the bar. The Tina was definitely in charge, and it was telling my brain that I needed that BBC fucking me and stretching me, no matter what. The black stud kept up a slow pace, gradually shoving deeper and deeper inside of me until his BBC head was hitting my inner ring. He had to be proud of his size, and I was sure that he wanted me to know it and to remember it. This black stud really knew what he was doing. I felt him carefully bumping his huge cock head against my inner ring, giving me a little time to get used to it, hearing me moaning and sighing with each short jab. Holy fuck, it was incredible. Between the Tina and the poppers, my heart was slamming, continuously, and all I wanted was more. And, I got it. Having lulled me into a state of ecstasy, the black stud held his huge cock head against my inner ring. Without warning, he gave a very quick shove, and forced his way inside my inner ring, locking us together. I let out a very loud gasp, and I was pretty sure that Tony knew what had just happened. He had a big grin on his face, and he just said, “Oh. Yeh !” All the time, he held a firm grip on my hips, keeping my ass firmly pressed up against the glory hole so that I would have to take as much of the BBC as possible. The black stud was rock hard, and I could feel him fucking me past my inner ring, and pulling back only far enough to stretch the ring. I laid there, getting fucked like that for what seemed like a very long time. Then, I could hear his very deep voice groaning, with each short thrust, until he couldn’t hold off any longer. I could actually feel huge jets of cum splattering deep inside my guts. After he had pumped every last drop of cum into me, he waited for his cock to go down. His softening cock head popped back through my inner ring a lot more easily than when it had first been forced in. I could hear him buckling up and getting ready to leave. I watched the open door of our booth, wanting to get a look at the stud who had just given me the greatest fucking of my life. As he walked by, he gave a salute of recognition to Tony, then he gave Tony the, “Call Me” sign.

I was in the West End this afternoon and bumped into a mate who is a part-time masseur. He greeted me, giving me a hug, and then commented that my neck was really tight, and asked if I fancied a massage. I had had one from him quite some time ago, and knew he was great, so it was easy to accept his offer, sure that a standard massage would do the trick. We got back to his place in Camden and I stripped off while he sorted the towels and lit some candles. He stripped down to his pants. Everything was ticking along then I could tell he was in front of me. Sure enough he worked on my neck from that angle. After a while he start talking to me and as it was hard to talk face down in that round thing, I looked up and was met with the view of him stark naked, with his meaty cock at half mast. I've never seen it before and fuck it was good. I just stared at it and smiled. Next thing I knew I had it in my mouth, sucking away. He moved away after a bit and went behind me again, so I put my head back in the support thing. I could feel the table move and realised he was on the table, pushing my legs apart with his knees. He worked my legs for a while then my arse cheeks. Next thing he was fingering my hole. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure. Call me a slut but I lifted up a bit so he could get his fingers right in. It seemed to have the opposite effect as he pulled them out, but as I secretly hoped, I then felt the head of his cock on my hole. I pushed back a bit as he was in the right position, and sure enough, his cock was soon all the way in. Needless to say the fucking began and carried on for a while, until I could hear his breathing speed up and then he let loose with a flood of cum up my cunt. Bliss!