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Chapter 1 of 3. In college, I dated an incredibly sexy jock named Adam. His ass drove me wild. This was back in the time when we all played safely. I wished he’d have let me fuck him raw. My sheathed cock always looked amazing sliding in between his meaty cheeks, but I wished I could feel it against my bare shaft. I also had a fuck buddy who also didn’t like condoms, Brian. In fact, Adam introduced me to Brian. They’d dated but broken up when Adam couldn’t handle how slutty Brian was. Adam and I talked, and we decided to not be exclusive, but to keep outside play safe and quiet. Every time I fooled around with Brian, it was like he tried to trick me into going raw. Once before fucking him, he blew me with a rubber on and I swear he was trying to bite through the reservoir. Another time, he kept reaching back and trying to grab the ring of latex at the base of my cock. It was like it kept rolling up to my tip until it nearly came off. After a couple of weeks, Brian convinced me to top him bareback. He sucked my bare dick and straddled me, saying, ‘I’m just going to climb up and tease you…’ He dragged and pressed my cock against his hole. The head maybe slipped in a little once or twice that first time. Later, he’d ‘tease’ my dick until I was balls deep. But I was still nervous to go all the way and breed him. That first times, I just let my raw cock sit inside him and pulled out to cum on his ass. After that, there was no more pretense of anything other than raw buttfucking. I was hesitant to cum inside Brian, but after he started begging for it, I loved breeding him. I also loved eating Brian’s ass as it loosened up and leaked my seed. It made me want to convince Adam to play raw with me. I even thought about how hot it would be to share Adam’s amazing muscle butt with other tops. Brian’s ass was beautiful, but Adam’s jockbutt was just incredible. I’d love to eat fresh cum from his toned sculpted ass. I’d think of it while rawdogging Brian. It made me feel bad for spending less time with Adam and more time getting piggy with Brian. After Brian started taking my loads, he asked if I could get into sharing his hole with another top, or a few more tops. How could I resist? I’d already gotten off thinking about sharing my boyfriend with other guys, so why not try that out with Brian? This guy was really turning me into a cum pig. The next time Brian and I hooked up, he invited a buddy over. His name was Brad, tall, older, and hairy. I loved pulling out of Brian’s ass and seeing Brad’s bare dick slide right in. We took turns plowing Brian until Brad came deep inside him, and I slammed deep as soon as he pulled out. The squelchy gloppy sound of my cock churning that load inside him really got me off. I shot a huge load into Brian’s ass and pulled out. I had that naughty idea again. In that moment, I wondered what it would be like to share Adam’s incredible butt with Brian and Brad. If two loads felt good on my cock, how would more feel? After a few minutes of afterglow, instead of letting Brian clean my dick, I headed home, texting Adam to meet me there and that I had a sexy surprise for him. When I got home, Adam was on our bed, ass up, gorgeously framed by a familiar red jockstrap. Right next to him was a bottle of lube and a condom packet. I ate Adam’s ass as I peeled off my sticky underwear. My cock was still slimy with Brian’s ass juices and two fresh loads, one, literally from a practical stranger. I smacked my bare cummy dick against Adam’s crack and teased his ass a little. Seeing that seed and assjuice drool over Adam’s crack really got me hot. I alternated slapping my cock and licking the goo that smeared off. I wasn’t sure if I was lapping that cummy mixture up or tonguing it into Adam’s vulnerable hole. By the time I was ready to fuck Adam, he was moaning and grinding into me. I dutifully wrapped up and fucked him hard until I came, filling up that condom. I pulled out of Adam’s ass and ripped the condom off. Adam flipped over and grabbed my used condom and held it up. He gave me a funny look and grinned. He threw his legs back to his shoulders and poured all of my cum out all over his ass. I eagerly lapped it up and kissed it back to him. Adam told me he loved how wet eating his ass made me and how naughty it felt knowing my cum was on his ass. I just grinned, wondering if he had any idea where my cock had just been and what else was on his ass. The next few weeks, Adam got more adventurous. We progressed from fucking safely to starting with a condom on and removing it and promising to pull out to cum, almost like my progression with Brian. Eventually, we would get to fucking bare, but still Adam made me pull out to cum. He started wearing a condom on his own cock and beating off while I fucked him. Eventually, he started pouring his condom on his hole and I’d fuck his own load into him, or he would have me eat his load right off his ass and then lap our combined seed up together. The cum play really got both of us going. Between more naughty play with Adam, and continued bare sessions with Brian and Brad, I was exhausted. More than once, Adam had already jerked off and cum before I made it home. On those days, I’d find him ass up in that sexy red jock with a used empty condom on the bedspread and fresh cum oozing out of his hole. He must have really liked working that cum inside. He’d be loose like he’d already been working fingers in and out. But he’d still make me cum on not in his ass. He told me he was working up to something. I asked for details, but he’d just grin, and then finger his loose hole. To be continued…

At a 4th picnic at a buddy's house, lots of drunk bears and otters, so of course it devolved into rampant sex. I took three loads in my ass just bending over the picnic table, and then had the pleasure of a senior bear licking and sucking my ass as the loads ran out. I finished the evening by stopping by the fishing lake I always go to, and fucked my load into a young redneck looking guy with a moustache. 👍🏻

Last time in public...February 14th. i went to a nearby bath house with a friend of mine. It was my 1st time going to this specific bath house, so he showed me around. After i rented a room, with a TV, my friend offered to stretch me out and of course i agreed...he has a great cock. Minutes later, he shot off a huge load really deep in my ass, wiped off and left to see who else was here. This just got me more excited and started walking through all the different rooms...the sauna, hot tub room, weight room, then ended up in one of the porn rooms. As i was sitting there watching, a guy sat down next to me and started rubbing my cock through my towel. i was already hard from watching the porn. He pulled my towel aside and went to sit down on my lap. i had to stop him, being a pure bottom, but i did suck him off and swallowed every bit of his cum, mainly because i felt guilty about not fucking him. i went back to my room, left the door open and laid down on my bed, ass-up, and turned on the TV. As i watched, i felt a hand start to rub my ass, sliding his fingers between my ass cheeks, allowing them to brush over my hole. i lifted my hips towards him, letting him know that i was interested. Without anymore hesitation, he came around and put his cock in my face. i put it in my mouth and sucked it, feeling it grow in my mouth. i licked a couple of my fingers and rubbed them over my hole, lubing it up for him. He climbed on top and pushed his cock deep into my ass in one movement...i let out a loud gasp! He rammed me for about 15 minutes until i heard that he was cumming...that just excited me more and more. He climbed off me and left, without a word being spoken. This made me go into the bathroom, where there was a chalkboard. i wrote, "Asking you to bring your cock to room 6 to fuck a loud bottom!" i went back to my room, left the door open and laid down on my bed again. It wasn't more than 5 minutes before the first guy showed up. i reached back and handed him my bottle of lube. What happened next went on for over 3 hours. i kept looking back towards the open door and saw guys lined up, some waiting, some just watching me get fucked. i took 12 loads in or on my ass during that three hours! My hole was getting so sore that i had to close the door and stop. i must of fallen to sleep. i heard a knock at the door and looked over at my watch...it was 6:12am. i opened the door and it was my friend asking how my night went. As i was telling him about my night, i watched his towel start to "grow". i turned around on my bed and got on all fours, pointing my ass towards him. As he entered me, it hurt like hell, but i owed him this fuck for what he had "given" me that night for bringing me here. i took his cum in my ass, making sure that cleaned him off with my mouth afterwards...my best night ever!! Including my friend, i was fucked 15 times that night.

I met this beautiful young 20 year old at one of the clubs tonight. After talking to him and paying him several compliments about how beautiful he is, I leaned over and quietly asked if he wanted to take a walk on the wild side. His eyes gleamed with unconcealable lust. I had him. We were shortly at my place. No sooner did we get the door closed when I pinned him against the wall and kissed him deeply, grinding my hips slowly into his crotch. I tasted and licked and kissed his warm lips, feeling the hardness of his cock, knowing he wanted to get fucked. And he surely would. Yes! I put my arm around him and guided him to the bedroom, starting to undo his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and his belly. I slipped his shoes and socks off, and suddenly his jeans and briefs, too. The yeasty, sweaty, spermy scent of healthy uninfected young male wafted up to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his masculine sex scent. I licked relentlessly, eliciting deeper and deeper moans from his throat. I knew I was going to have him bareback, but he didn't, yet. I buried my face thoroughly in his balls, licking farther and farther down, propping his legs up on my shoulders, teasing my tongue sloooowly into the humid crevice between his sweet buns. "What are you doing?!" he gasped. Young guys like him too often have no idea what rimming is; or, if they do, they have no idea how pleasurable it is. I just smiled to myself, knowing that he was helpless, knowing that I was going to be pumping a steamy hot load of raw poz seed deep into his virgin guts. I really pulled out the stops, thrusting my tongue deep into his succulent asshole like it was some rare candy to be eaten greedily. He was moaning and thrusting his ass into my face with abandon. He needed to get fucked. It was time. "I don't use condoms when I fuck", I told him, and then continued eating his sweet man-cunt. He was silent for just a moment, but he didn't stop grinding his hips into my face. Then he started moaning again. "It's time for you to get fucked", I said matter-of-factly. I reached over for the lube, slicked up, and pushed his legs up and back. He resisted ever-so-slightly, so I flicked my tongue at his puckered little asshole again. That made him twitch and close his eyes and moan. I mounted him and hiked his legs up around my waist and sloooowly pushed my cock into his ass. Little by little I pushed it in and pulled it out, each time penetrating farther and farther until I was inside him all the way, my pubic hair pressed flat against my belly, filling him totally. I looked into his eyes, knowing that this was this lad's first bareback fuck ever, and that it would be my poz seed that would be the first to impregnate him. I fucked him, long and slow and deep and beautifully, masterfully, riding him the way men were meant to ride boys, fucking him raw and deep and hotly, faster and faster, pumping him hard and vigorously now, getting closer and closer to exploding my hot molten poison sperm deep inside his beautiful man-child's ass. I had him pinned beneath me, my cock fucking him relentlessly, preparing to fertilize his virgin ass with my pungent, steamy load of man-sperm. And then I started to cum. I fucked his delightful ass so hard that I could feel the bed beneath him with my cock, as I rammed him hard and lustily. His head banged against the headboard, but he didn't care. He was being fucked beautifully and powerfully, ridden long and well. He had a heated, vigorous stallion astride him, and all he wanted was dick! My hot raw sperm exploded from my cock, filling him, impregnating him, seeping deep into the inner-most recesses of his guts, becoming part of him. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of my poison. His tight, puckered asshole greedily devoured it, not wanting to let go, not wanting it to end. He wanted more! And so I've given it to him twice more, each time as hot and lusty as the first. His warm, tight little man-child ass has now been seasoned and broken in by my raw flesh, and filled with my raw sperm. He is truly a man now, and a bareback cunt, at that!

I went downstairs, where there was a maze of mattresses, slings, and padded benches. I'd never in my life been in a place with so many dark recesses. The lighting consisted of numerous crisscrossed strings of midget colored Christmas lights so it was none too bright. I suppose the same could have been said of the clientele, many of whom no doubt suffered from AIDS dementia—like I gave a shit. This was a party, a randy orgy; no ifs, ands, or butts about it—no great intellect required. About 20 guys had gathered there, out of the 35 who eventually showed up. Already there was a lot of raw fucking going on. The place was jumping with homophiles, ages 20 - 65, whose bodies belied the ravages of an incurable disease just biding its time. Of course, no one was carding who was NEG and who was POZ, since, theoretically, everyone there was POZ since it was billed as a poz only party. There were bare Cocks everywhere, getting serviced by hot mouths or plunging unsheathed into unprotected Cunts. A Sandy-Blonde in his early forties stole up behind me, fingered my Hole, and slid his raw Dick up my Cunt (1). Yeah, he plowed me good; but there was a certain tenderness in the way he fucked. A small crowd milled about; and when he pulled out, another Dude relieved his butt. Not mincing words, that Top flipped me over on my knees and dogged me till he shot (2). I approached a long-time Pal, bent over to suck him off, and still another raw Dick snuck up my Butt (3). Eventually that Dude deposited his Load—an action to be replicated by numerous other Sodomites (4,5,6). I gave up trying to figure out who was banging whom, while my Bud's thick, uncut Manmeat scarfed down my throat. Finally my Uncut Bud decided he, too, had to have a piece of me, and led me to a Sling. He'd gotten really horned up watching the Anonymous Horde ding my Ass. The Slam!Slam!Slam! of his fat Shaft hammering my Shitter resounded wall-to-wall. But, alas, he didn't want to cum just yet, so we took a quote-unquote “break.” When I climbed the stairs to get a beer, a guy who'd seen me gettin' bred pursued me to the john and slid it in (7). A multi-talented Dude to be sure, he alternated between eating my sloppy Pussy and screwin' the BEJESUS outta me. I gripped the urine-spattered toilet bowl and held on for dear life—while his fellow barflies peed and peered and pined for a more protein brew. When I got back downstairs, I sat astride a vacant bench to watch the guy on the mattress next to me get dicked—the perfect vantage point from which to ogle a bare Cock force open a raw Hole as gobs of Toxic Spooge spewed out. A hot, hung Black strolled up within inches of my face. In one fell swoop, he yanked his towel off his waist and flung it about his neck. And there I was, confronted by his swaying, bobbing midnight Shaft. Of course I couldn't help myself and took advantage of the not so subtle invitation to sodomize that monster Shaft. I knew he'd been around the block cause I tasted Ass Juice on his Cock. He twirled me about as if I were just another piece of meat and plowed me good (8). Afterwards a handsome Blonde, who'd watched me get creamed, led me over to a mattress to service him. His was a delicious Cock, with loose, low-hanging Balls. As I sucked, another Black approached to fuck my Ass. but the Blonde pre-empted him, demanding I mount his phallic Shaft. Not to be denied, the Black inched up behind the two of us and slid his own Rod in beside the Blonde's (9). My Ass had been generously prelubed with Cum; otherwise taking two good-sized Dicks at once would have been nigh impossible for me. The Black shot first, but Blondie kept on truckin', making sure I got all the STD's the Black Guy had to offer as well as Blondie's Private Strain. One of the Spectators shot in my mouth. I passed it on to Blondie in a Kiss, then snaked my hand down and massaged the remnant on his Dick so he could fuck the rest of that manic Manseed up my Cunt (10). I guess that emboldened another of the Voyeurs, who slid his Dick in beside the Blonde's, making for my second Double-Dicking of the night (11). My legs were cramping. Remember, I'd been riding Blondie the whole time; but he still hadn't cum. So I eased off and jerked and sucked his unaccommodating Fuck Stick as other guys pinched and nibbled at his Nips; and he, in turn, frenched some lipodystrophic little Whore until, at last...I guided the Blonde Bomber's pulsing Cumstick up my Crack (12). The cadaverous little Shit was beside himself with Lust. So I pushed him down and sat on his face so the bony little Wastrel could eat Blondie's Cum outta my Ass. He kept jackin' his puny, midget uncut Tool with his scrawny birdlike claws; and when he was about to shoot, I snookered him and sank down on his Bantam Rod (13). I could tell from the scrunched-up, convoluted expression on his face that he detested being ridden as a Top. Tough Shit! After that I licked the Cum and Ass Juice off both Blondie and the wasted little Slut. I'd been at it several hours and needed to take a break. But—and this was a big Butt, indeed—a beefy guy with by far the biggest Dick I'd seen that night overpowered me and flipped me to the mat. I feigned to struggle beneath his weight, but he pried my shapely legs apart and raped my well-deserving Butt (14). I couldn't have escaped if I'd wanted to. But who says I wanted to? After that I decided to call it quits—while I still could hobble to my car. I'd enjoyed some of the finest fucking of my life. I'd been bred by more than a dozen Cocks and had taken 14 Noxious Loads—most, if not all of which, were POZ.

My LA trip I stayed at a famous cumdump motel in Hollywood near Western and Hollywood Blvd. I was extremely busy with so many different things going on I just couldn’t get the cumdump thing going for a full day but will share with you the highlights. The one mistake I made was not bringing my Enema set…. Next time I will. First night: the thickest bbc I had in a long time fucked me a good 30 mins. I was sure my hole was hamburger meat after him. The next was a white guy who I met on Sniffles. This motel is so famous, guys just ask “room number?” His dick was so thick I barely got it in my mouth. White guy 5’ 11” 180lbs who tried to hurt me by pounding me as hard as he can… bbc beat him to it so I just push my prolapse out to milk him. He came pretty fast and jolted out of the room… odd but later I thought perhaps he was straight. The next day I had a Bbrt pen pal. Not sure if anyone has those. A bbc that randomly oink me and we had stayed in contact for 5 years. Well I was in LA and this was our time to finally meet and he was huge. Pump me long and hard. A few random guys came in and out breeding me. He alternated between fucking and eating my hole before flooding me with his load. We even went across the street to eat at some Thai restaurant. The third day was Saturday, I decided to checkout Flex, which had some promise but was not that great. Last night before leaving, I finally reconnected with this hot 40’s Asian guy who I hooked up in Hawaii the week before. Awesome, He fucked me for an hour, smashing my hole with his 7” and finally breeding me. Some cuddle time and he left. A Latino guy 30’s about 5’8 and 175 lbs was my last fuck. He took a long time to get to my motel. I thought he was gonna flake. I was not disappointed, he was of average size, maybe 6”. He ate my hole like it was a peach. Fuck me like he was trying to empregnate me and used a continuous amount of spit to continue to fucking for an hour. Kept biting and trying to suck my hole out like a cunt. I almost told him to stop, my pain threshold was at its point… but didn’t. He finally grunted and nutted in my used ass. He later complimented that I had the best pussy in LA, explaining most Hollywood bottoms are picky. He told me he has a lot of Latino friends and if I wanted to be gangbang he would plan it for me. Once again complimenting on such a fine destroyed wrecked and nasty fuck hole I had which was beautiful and meant to be used by as many guys as possible…He wants to be the first and Last one. He took this pic, this is just after two guys. I almost cried it was the most romantic thing a top has said to me….I’m in love. Will definitely try a gangbang trip to LA again one day. Any tops into totally smashed cunts like mine?

This is the end of the story... for now.... “Fucking slut.” He pulled my plug out and rubbed his cock head on my hole till it snagged and sunk half way in. I moaned and pushed backwards pulling him deeper inside me. “Oh fuck, I can’t remember the last time anyone took me like that. Your hole feels so fucking good on my cock.” “Oh, fuck yes. Uh! Your cock is so fucking good. Use my hole. Fucking breed me. Add your load to all the others.” Kevin’s cock was so thick that I actually felt stretched around him. I was slamming my ass back against his hips, a sloppy slapping sound accompanied each thrust, and precum was dripping from my cage. I felt drops of sweat fall onto my back and his grip on my hips started to hurt. “Get on your back. I wanna look you in the eyes when I breed you.” I shifted forward off his dick and flipped over. I pulled my knees up to my shoulders and spread my hole for him. He shoved his cock back in and I watched as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. A massive smile was spread across his sweaty face. Kevin had always struck me as a pretty quiet and unassuming person but that guy was gone as he started to fuck me again. The smile slid from his face and his eyes filled with an animal lust. The easy-going nerd had been replaced by a rough hungry top, and I knew this wouldn’t be the last time his fat raw cock would be pounding in my guts. He held tight to my legs at first, then pushed them forward so he was hammering down into my hole using gravity to force himself even deeper. I was a whimpering mess when he finally buried his cock to the balls and came inside me. Kevin let out a low slow moan and leaned forward. “God damn, your hole felt so fucking good.” “Well,” I said a little breathlessly flexing my hole around his slowly softening cock, “you’ve got my number. Next time you need a cunt to breed hit me up. I’ve already passed my Sir’s goal for how many loads I needed to take today, so they own me now. Which means I’ll probably be caged for a while, and that means I’ll need lots and lots of cock to keep me going.” “Oh, I will be using this hole often, don’t you worry. Any boy who can take me without complaint is a keeper.” He kissed me and slide his cock from my hole. “Stay just like that,” he picked up the plug, spat on it and slide it back in, “now you’re ready for your next top.” “Thank you. Hopefully he appreciates my stretched-out hole as much as you did.” “Well if he doesn’t come back and I’ll breed you again. I’ll have you gaped and ready for your two Sir’s dicks in no time.” “Fuck! I can’t believe how lucky I was to find them. All I want is to be their boy now and make them happy. Its kinda amazing.” “I’m sure they’re very proud.” “Oh, they are!” We both laughed and I started to get dressed. Before I left the room, I turned back to say, “And seriously, call me when you need to unload. Your cock felt so good.” “Don’t worry, I’m going to breed you often. Have fun.” “Thanks for the load,” then I was back in the hallway heading to the elevator, trying my best to not walk bow legged. Back in the car I texted Matt about what had just happened. I then texted Sir and Tom and Robert telling them I was on my way to the last address I had, and finally I texted my next top to tell him I was on my way. Robert was the first to respond, “How do you feel boy?” “Amazing, Sir. I’ve never felt so good, and sexy and horny.” “Hows your pussy feeling?” “Loose and wrecked but hungry.” “Good boy. You’re making us so proud.” “And horny as fuck,” Tom chimed into the group text. “We just paid Sir back for helping break you in and get you ready to be our boy.” They sent a pic of Matt blindfolded and chained to their sling, cum covered his face, his hole gaping wide and also was covered in cum. I felt a twinge of jealousy. “God that’s hot but I wish it had been me.” “It will be boy, you’re our now. You are going to spend lots of time in that sling. But your job today is to do what Sir tells you and make all his friends happy.” “Yes Sir!” Matt then texted me, “God you’re fucking lucky. Your Owners just destroyed my cunt. They’re amazing.” “I know! Im kinda shocked they picked an untrained boy like me.” “You maybe untrained but you’re not unskilled you’re taking cock like a fucking champion.” “You and Sir have really helped me.” “Sir is amazing at breaking boy’s minds.” “I can tell, lol.” “You noticed how he’s testing you, pushing your boundaries. Sending you possibly risky places, taking fat cocks from anyone who wants you.” “And its amazing. I love becoming this pig.” “Good!” “I think my mind was broken before started with me though. Lol. He thought sending me to some daddies or some bigger guys would be a stretch for me but after that first afternoon when I started taking loads I’ve cared less and less about who the cock is attached to and just wanted the cock.” “God you’re wild. It took way longer for my mind to break like that. Sir had me caged for a week before I was where you are.” “What can I say. It’s my destiny.” “Fuck yes, it is. How many more of Sir’s friends do you have today?” “I just pulled up to my last address.” “Have fun!” “Oh I will.” I got out of the car and headed towards the door. “Text me when you’re done,” Sir replied just before I knocked. “Yes Sir.” The man who opened the door was shorter than me, probably 45, in a black tank top, and loose-fitting shorts. He was covered in hair, some of it graying, and completely bald. “Come in pig,” he growled. “Thank you, Sir.” “Follow me. You can leave your clothes by the door.” He closed the door and headed up a staircase. I stripped off and followed him. Once in the bedroom he took off his own clothes till he was just in a jock leaving them on the floor. “I’m sorry I don’t have longer boy, but I have a dinner to get to. I know you need this load though,” he squeezed the worn fabric of his straining jock. “Yes, Sir, I do.” He pulled his jock aside and let a big hunk of meat fall out. He wasn’t as thick as Kevin but it was fat with a big shining silver ring in the blunt head. Without instruction I dropped to my knees and swallowed his cock. The ring clicked against my teeth as I swallowed him in. He chuckled and twisted his fingers in my hair. “You boys are always hungry as fuck when Sir first cages you. I love it. I bet you’ve got a nice wet, loose cunt for me too boy?” I pulled off his dick quickly to reply, “Yes, Sir.” “Good. Lube up my cock and then let’s get you bred.” Not five minutes later I was on my back as this man growled and sunk his pierced cock into my ruined hole. I moaned and relaxed into the fuck. My cage trapped between us and leaking as he ground his cock deep inside me. The waves of pleasure crashed over me and I felt perfect. This wasn’t going to be a long fuck. It was a fuck of need. He needed to empty his balls and I needed his load. I pushed back against him as he drove his hips hard into my body. “Please breed me. I need your load. Use my wet cunt. Fill me up Sir! I need it.” “Fuck yes faggot, beg for my load.” “I’m nothing but a cum dump, please breed me. I need your load.” “Here it comes boy. I’m going to breed you.” “Yes, fuck, give it to me.” “Oh! FUCK!” He reared back, slamming his cock in so hard my tail bone hurt for a moment. I felt him pulsing inside me and he groaned. The elation I felt was bigger than just that of taking another load. I had completed Sir’s task. I had proven to Robert and Tom that I was worthy of being theirs. They had claimed me and I had found my place in the world. I had done it. I still felt giddy when I got in the car after cleaning the man’s cock off, putting my plug back in and getting dressed. I was grinning from ear to ear when I texted Sir telling him I had reached the end of my list. I texted Robert and Tom telling them I was theirs, I had finished, then I sent a text off to Matt. “You’ll be officially ours in the morning boy, after we pump our first two loads in that cunt. For tonight, you’re still Sir’s to train,” Robert responded. “Don’t be a dick, we’re proud of you boy, and in the morning we’re going to show you how proud we are,” came Tom’s text almost immediately after. “Thank you both.” Then Sir’s response, “Good boy. Now you get a choice. You can go home and rest your cunt so you’re ready and fresh for your first official day as an owned boy tomorrow with your Sirs, or you can come to my house and take cock next to Matt all night and I’ll send you to them a cum covered mess in the morning. This choice is completely yours, they own you now. You’ve proven yourself. This is just for fun.” I didn’t even have to think about it. “I’m on my way.” Matt was already strapped down when I was brought into the basement, his worn out cum slick ass pointed towards the door. Sir pulled another fuck bench from the corner right next to Matt and strapped me down. I turned to smiled at him but saw Matt was blindfolded and gagged. Sir quickly did the same to me. For the rest of the night the only senses I had was the sound of Matt’s moans and fucking all around me; and the feeling of hands traveling across my body as cock after cock entered me and dumped another load. At some point I think I passed out. Eventually I heard Sir say, “You did good faggot, time for you to go start your new life.” I was stiff as Sir helped me off the bench after removing the gag and blindfold. I looked around the room and found us alone. “Matt is upstairs sleeping in his bed. I would have sent you up earlier but I had to dump one more load in that cunt before sending you off.” “Thank you Sir.” “You’d better be off, your new owners are waiting for you.” My body ached from how I’d been left all night but my heart felt full and I was excited to get back to Tom and Robert. I parked and practically ran up the steps. They were both waiting for me in only their jocks. Robert stepped forward and kissed me deeply. I felt Tom move behind me as he did and then something cold around my neck. A heavy chain was draped around my shoulders, and as we broke the kiss Robert clipped a padlock together on the end. I was theirs. I spent the rest of the day being used by them. They pumped loads into me, they stretched me, fisted me, I was their pig. That was how I spent the rest of college. Matt and I were best friends, though outwardly everyone thought we were boyfriends, but he belonged to Sir and I belonged to Tom and Robert. I never went a day without a load in my cunt again.

“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 am a 30 yo guy living in mostly monogamous relationship with a guy. I generally practice only safer sex. This is a real story of the first time I took a load on the first meeting with a guy and the first time I had something with a black guy. I am a normal dude with some muscle, some fat, nice face. I am usually a top. I live in Prague where there are just a handful of black guys and those are usually tourists. So I must say I had had no experience with a black guy – until recently. Couple of days ago this black beefy guy in his 50s hit me on grindr. We have exchanged couple of messages before and he invited me for a coffee. I was nearby so I came over and I did not expect anything. After chatting a bit we started kissing and one thing led to another and we were in his naked bed. I loooooved his body and his uncut big cock. After sucking him a little bit he started to eat me out. It felt really good. He asked if he can fuck me and I said no, but after a little longer of eating out I gave up. He said he doesn’t use condoms cause he can hardly ever find big enough for him (!). I never go bare with guys I do not know, but I was so horny I let him. With only spit instead of lube he got in. It hurt like hell, but after a little bit it felt really good. He was fucking me for about 20 minutes and then asked me if he can cum inside. To my horror I moaned yes! It was a loooot of cum. We cuddled afterwards and then I left. It felt good and wrong at the same time. But it was the first time I barebacked with a stranger.

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.

Had a real experience almost like this a month ago, except the cub came soon as I nutted in his ass. He took 3 loads, but as of now he's still negative. 🤬

When the DOM calls me a faggot it's such a rush. Its who I am

There used to be a place near me, that sadly has closed down. I have mixed feelings about it closing, I was going there a couple nights a week, for a few months, and had lost ALL control. It really fucked with me, and I have honestly really never been the same sense. There were a few regulars there, older men, heavy set, smelly, very dirty uncut cocks. Im talking nasty dick cheese cocks that I doubt many guys would go near. First few times it grossed me out, but, I found myself still sucking them off, I literally couldnt stop myself. I am VERY submissive any time I see a cock. I remember sucking a nasty cock, and saying in my head, WTF am I doing, this is disgusting, WTF is wrong with me. I actually teared up a bit it was fucking with me so bad, yet, I was ROCK hard. After my first nasty cock encounter there I told myself I was done, not going back to that place. I didnt last a week, and I went back, 3rd cock I sucked that night was another very nasty cock, there I was again. I kept going back a couple times a week, and quickly got to the point I was HAPPILY sucking any nasty cock there. It really put me in my place, and made me realize I have no control, and I have been fucked up ever sense.

Whether I'm ass up on all fours or legs up on my back, when I sense the Top is ready to cum I wrap my legs around him tightly and hold him to me so he can breed deeply. Some guys want to just shoot and pull out, but I keep them in me to drain every last seed. Oink!

Why do ridiculous topics such as the title of this thread cause such abso-fucking-lutely abhorrent and ridiculous arguments. No one truly cares what nomenclature anyone else refers to their hole. We're still going to fuck, eat, suck, and fuck it again. So shut the fuck up with your holier than thou bullshit. No one cares what you call your own hole. No top really cares what you want it to be called. Absofuckinglutely the end of this topic.

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.

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 .

Over the recent hot weather I’ve noticed more men wanting to hook up and fuck. More men on the different apps, more men hanging out later, etc. I’m not sure what’s going on, but Kinsey either must be wrong about men not wanting to fuck when it’s very hot or something else is at work here. Perhaps the lifting of some lockdown restriction plus good weather plus having been relatively sex deprived for most of the last year is finally having an impact. I’m no exception. In the online communities where I hang out, there are more horny men cranking each other up sharing their pics and stories. I was already horny and looking for a good solid fuck but was wound up extra tight by life stresses and the summer hiatus with my regulars who are starting to travel and vacation after the lockdowns. Looking around on Adam4Adam, there’s been the usual onslaught of fake profiles targeting older men with love and data harvesting scams. So much so, that any new profile ends up feeling suspect by default. I got a smile from a profile that was much more populated than your usual scam profile and the text was about passion, giving unconditionally, and tantric practice. In his mid to late 40s, shorter and smaller than me with an athletic build, this Latino man was an uncut versatile top but with no stated dick size. That can be an ref flag or just an indication that they like to keep some mystery in a hook up. In his pictures he looked wiry, muscular, trim, and lightly furry. In one picture there was a glimpse of a strong chin with salt and pepper scruff above a tank top clad torso. Mmm, seems real enough not to be a bot and very promising. Sold. I messaged him saying that I really liked the feel of his profile and he reacted with “Yummy”. I said that it would be great to play one day, and it turned out he was visiting, staying with family, and not able to host. I asked him if he fucked bare and he said he was open to it. When I responded that I only fucked bare and that earning his cum was an important thing for me, he responded “Good answer”. Then I asked about HIV Status, as it was also missing from the profile, although he was Covid vaccinated. He asked me why I was worried about it, and said that he was the best status you could find – undetectable. I told him I wasn’t worried at all, but just like to have everything on the table, finishing with my commitment to take any and all seed. That’s when he identified me as an overachieving and “dedicated seed craver and taker”. His words. Then instructed me when we met he didn’t want any loads in me and for me to be as tight as possible. Clearly someone who knows what they want. Then there was some figuring out just where and when we could get together and play. He was staying about a 15-20 minute drive away from me and wasn’t familiar with the area, so I did some research and found a park where guys hook up fairly close to where he was staying since he had access to a bike, and not a car. Then he asked to share face pics and a smiling handsome scruff covered face sealed the deal, we both liked what we saw. He asked if I thought I could make him cum inside me and I said we’d work on it together. Then he wanted to know if I could continue to fuck after he or I cum. I let him know I was down to take as many loads of his seed as he needed to pump inside me. He said he hadn’t cum in over a week and was holding a big load. Better and better. Usually I don’t fuck until early afternoon as that’s when my body is at the best time for me to prep for it. That day I was meeting a regular man I’m becoming very attached to for a few hours of play in the early afternoon, so my only option to give him the tight unbred hole he wanted was that morning. I’d had no action for 10 days, so I’d be perfect for what he needed. We set a time and place in the park, and I headed there early wanting to scope out where we could fuck in the bright sun of broad daylight. Wandering the area near some boat ramps on the lake, I found some narrow lakeside trails that snaked through tall native bushes and shrubs. One that was more protected from inland, but more exposed to the water, and another that was protected from both, but closer to the main walking path. Knowing the options now, I waited for him to show up, exploring nearby and getting a feel for how many people would be near our potential breeding ground. After some trouble finding the place, I shared the location on a map and he arrived on his bike. Looking exactly as advertised in tight shorts and a looser t-shirt, we said smiling hellos and chatted as we walked to the places I’d found earlier. After some looking at both spots, he locked up his bike and we went to the more protected one from the trails and, as I walked through ahead of him, he reached out to stop me by grabbing my shorts around the waist and pulling me back to him. Silently, he slipped his hand down my shorts and briefs finding my hole and massaging and testing it. He made a chest deep satisfied sound of approval and pulled my shorts down to just under my ass, so he had full access to my hole. I sensed him squat down behind me and I bent forward to feel his mouth and tongue making out with my hole, massaging and feeling the muscle with chin, lips, and tongue while breathing in the smell of me. I moaned softly pulling my ass cheeks open knowing that we were so close to the walking trail as he thoroughly wet my hole with his saliva and made all my nerve endings come alive rasped by his stubble scrubbing over my skin. Standing up, he pulled his shorts and underwear down to mid-thigh and stepped in close enough to me that I could feel the heat of his body against my skin in the noon day sun. I asked if he needed lube, but he’d already pulled out his own rubbing it into my hole and on his cock. Then, dipping a strong slender fingertip inside me, he touched my shoulder indicating for me to bend over again, I reached forward, set my legs, and reached back to pull my ass checks apart for him again. He rested his slick cock on the tight knot of muscle I was presenting to him, pressing into the well of it and feeling it flex until his uncut cock popped me open. I heard him breathe out as he felt me stretch around and over him. He pulled out to apply more lube as I was nicely tight for him, just as he’d wanted, and then gripping my hips he pulled me back onto him as his hard cock slid snugly inside me and I exhaled willing him deeper. He leaned forward against me, his mounded chest muscles pressing into me, as he reached down and back between my legs for my cock, but it was in an awkward position for him to reach and his clear intent to use my main sex organ sent all the blood there. I knew he wanted to make me cum, something I rarely do to stay horny for the next breeder. Holding my right hip, his left hand reached out to grip my shoulder and pulled me onto his root firmly as he ground his cock up into me with a circular motion. This stretched me inside, and I felt his trimmed bush brushing the sensitive skin around and inside my hole as his furry thighs rubbed my own and I realized how wiry and strong this breeder was. I bent further forward to reach back and run my hands over his calves and thighs and they had the rock-hard firmness of a very fit man and, reaching back up to his ass, I realized he was much more muscular than he seemed at first as his ass was full, round, and undulating from side to side as he stretched me over his cock. He seemed to be reveling in being as deep inside me as he could be and getting every part of his cock covered in sensation. Then his hands both moved to my shoulders as he started to lengthen his stroke and then pull back into me to grind firmly home each time. He realized at some point that we were very visible to anyone on the lake, so he turned us so we had our backs to the water. I loved that his deep grinding filled and stretched me so much rather than the shallow fucking some tops do to tease a bottom into begging for more. Still, he was clearly doing it because it gave him pleasure. He was grinding into me so deeply now that it was taking a lot of strength to counter his thrusting and keep my balance. He was moving his hands over my body, touching me at shoulder, neck, bicep, waist, hip and thigh as he changed the angle of his body and the sensation he got from my ass. He reset his legs closer to me, changing the height of my hole and angle of his cock to get the deepest penetration and I felt him grab my hips and pull himself into me so firmly, very slowly grinding, and realized he had started to swell and throb out his cum filling my ass with it. As I contracted my hole muscles milking him inside me, he held himself in me deep for a minute or so, ensuring that I got every drop of his seed. As he pulled out slowly, I focused on keeping my inner muscles relaxed and only contracting my hole muscle as his uncut knob slipped through it to keep his seed inside me. I immediately dropped down to suck his cock clean and take the little dribbles of cum still oozing from his foreskin into my mouth. Like most men after cumming his cock was extremely sensitive so I moved slowly and lightly to clean him. I was amazed at how sweet and delicious him cum was, and collected and savored every offered drop. Once there was no more cum, he immediately pissed into the bushes, a great practice to help prevent UTIs, and did up his shorts. We kissed, touching each other. I was feeling very full and submissive and confirming how strong his body was by running my hands over it only made me want him to use me more. He’d been mostly silent, considering where we were fucking and the people nearby, but now he said “I wanted to throw you around into different positions, but I can’t here” sounding a little frustrated, saying “I want to do this with you in a bed”. When I remarked that if felt like a great deal of cum inside me, he agreed saying that he cums a lot normally and that he hadn’t cum in over a week. He was surprised that he came in me relatively quickly for him. He doesn’t always cum when he fucks, and that when he does it usually takes a very long time. He thought that the tightness of my hole and how much I wanted him to fuck me, how good it felt, and the situation made it more arousing for him. He’ll be in town a few more days, so I gave him my contact information if he wants to manhandle and throw me around in a longer session on a bed before he leaves. He’s been scoping out moving here, so I’m hoping that if he does we’ll have more opportunities in the future. Filled with his cum and smelling of sex, I got into my car and drove to my fuck buddies place, so he could spend a few hours fucking that big and delicious load deeper and deeper into my fertile hole.

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

Since I was a child I lived in the same neighborhood, with the same neighbors. I played on the street with the usual people, until we grew up and moved away. All the houses in the neighborhood had a child my age, except that of the neighbor on the right, who lived alone. Everyone said he was gay, so no one came close to him. But I always thought they were envious, because he had the biggest house in the region, with a pool and everything. My parents always treated him well, invited him to my birthday parties and he gave me great gifts, so I was always courteous to him too. When I was fourteen, my mother was diagnosed with cancer, and it was Pablo, the neighbor, who took care of me while my father was in the hospital with her. In the two years that followed until the death of my mother, we created a bond almost like father and son. At that time, I already knew that he was really gay, I had met some of his boyfriends, and he was the first person to whom I told that I was also gay. What I didn't told him was that I had a secret crush on him, after all, a skinny teenager like me would never have a chance with a mature, 36-year-old man, wealthy and well resolved like him. I had already spent countless afternoons in the pool at Pablo's house, and when he went swimming with me, I would look at his strong, hairy body, with that big volume in his trunks and all the tattoos he had on his body. He told me to wear swim trunks, but I always wore shorts, so he wouldn't notice my erection. My father was very depressed after my mother's death and started drinking, so whenever I could, I would run away to Pablo’s. He had even given me a copy of his key, so I could come in and watch TV or use the computer when he was gone working. One day, as usual, I went to his house during his working hours, thinking it would be empty. I was starting to settle in the living room when I heard a groaning noise coming from his room. I went there in silence and came across a scene that left my jaw dropping. Pablo was fucking another man with all the pressure. The guy was under him, in a chicken position, while Pablo fucked him mercilessly. His hairy, juicy ass was in front of me, as were his huge balls. The guy moaned and screamed like he was in paradise. For a moment, I thought the man under him had seen me, because he whispered something in Pablo's ear after looking at the door. But I was well hidden in the shades and they just kept fucking, without looking in my direction. I was looking at that scene for some time, my dick exploding in my underwear, when I heard Pablo saying: “Do you want my cum?” ”Yes, I really want it”, the other man shouted in ecstasy. “And what kind of cum is it?”, asked Pablo. “It's poz cum.” "Say what you want then," ordered my neighbor. “I want you to poz me, to fill me with HIV.” Hearing that was strange. First, because I didn't know that my neighbor had HIV. Second, the other guy was getting fucked without a condom on purpose, literally begging to be infected. A few seconds after that, I heard Pablo howling, and I knew he was coming inside the passive's ass, injecting him with his virus-contaminated semen. I turned away in silence, left his house and ran to mine. My cock was still hard and drooling in my underwear, so I ran to the bathroom and touched myself remembering the scene I had just witnessed. I came as I never had in my life, I had to restrain myself from screaming otherwise I would get my dad's attention. I didn't fully understand why the guy wanted to be infected with a virus that had no cure, but I realized how that would feel in sex. Because it was bigger than just sex, they were creating a bond that would last until the end of their lives, something totally irreversible. I never mentioned any of that to anyone, obviously, because people would find it strange and try to get me away from Pablo. I continued to act normally with him, but in a way our relationship was no longer the same, because I knew his secret. The more the time passed, the more I understood the fetish that man had to be pozzed by my neighbor. It was literally putting your life in the hands of the other, and I didn't know a better person than my neighbor to have that kind of trust. I started researching the subject on the internet and discovered that there was a whole community with this type of fetish. The more videos I watched, the more I became horny about it. I even lost track of how many handjobs I gave myself imagining my neighbor doing that to me. It was in these researches that I discovered that a tattoo that he had just above the swimsuit mark meant that he was positive and that he was proud of it. One day, when we were sitting by the pool, I got some courage and said: “I really like your tattoos, when I turn 18, I want to get some done.” "Tattooing is something that when you do the first one, you get addicted," he said. “Would you be upset if I had one just like yours?”, I asked. “Which one?” he wanted to know. "The one over the swim trunks," I said innocently. “I think it's very beautiful.” He smiled a little condescendingly, as if I had no idea what I was talking about and said: “That one has a very special meaning for me, someday I’ll explain it to you.” I didn't ask anything because I already knew what it meant, and he closed the matter too. But I realized that from that day on he started looking at me differently, as if he were evaluating me. At that time, I was starting to gain some muscle, because I was going to the gym and my body was starting to develop as well. There was hair growing in corners that I never imagined I could have it, and I left everything to be natural, just as I had seen that Pablo was. I thought he could be evaluating me in that matter, seeing the changes in my body, but he never said anything. Time passed and our relationship remained the same as always. It was childish of me to still hope to be with a man twenty years older than me, who thought about me as if I was his son more than anything.

This is just a heads up since we all depend in one way or another on hookup sites and apps which in turn depend on paid memberships… Mastercard is changing the rules (and Visa is sure to follow suit). In the near future any site with adult content will now have to… 1) Validate the identity of all users who upload content. This means you will need to upload government ID to every hookup site/app you use and they will need to validate that the ID is authentic and belongs to you. 2) Require anyone uploading adult content to obtain and maintain WRITTEN consent and age verification for each person in the image. This means to upload a picture of your dick or your ass you'll need to sign a form consenting to both having the picture taken (even though you took it) and having it uploaded (even though you uploaded it). And you'll need to sign a form verifying your ID at the time the pic was taken and save a copy of your ID in your files. You then need to maintain those documents for as long as the pic is on the site. If the pic contains another person, then you need all those documents for them as well. Now it's possible the sites could require that you be the only person in the images you upload and that they have you digitally sign consent and age verification documents at the time of the upload (you will already have uploaded your ID). But what if they have data breach and a hacker gets all that information? Do you really want your name, address, etc. made public along with your X-rated pics? Unless you have an exposure fetish that's sorta a nightmare scenario. This means paid hookup site/app memberships are a thing of the past. That may sound great, but the sites/apps depend on that revenue. And the new rules require they do a lot of work - verifying your identity and verifying the legality of each image you upload. I don't see how they can survive. At a bare minimum they'll stop sponsoring events, membership prices will go up (to cover the additional staff needed to comply with the rules and the members who leave their sites/apps). It's not going to be pretty. For years now the credit card companies have dictated what adult content you see. There is adult content that's legal that they don't approve of that you never see. There's a literal war going on against porn and it's the cause of all these changes. It started a few years ago with states like Utah passing measures saying porn was a public health hazard. (There's no scientific evidence to support that claim). And then they progressed to claiming that all sex work is "sex trafficking" (when that's not the case at all). Then they went after PornHub for enabling sex trafficking when Facebook's issues with sex trafficking are literally like a thousand times greater. (PornHub had major legal issues, but they were with piracy, not sex trafficking.) Then they appeared before legislators in Canada (where Mindgeek is headquartered) trying to get the owners of Mindgeek arrested. (Mindgeek owns most of the straight porn industry, including PornHub, as well as significant parts of gay porn - like Sean Cody, Men.com and Reality Dudes.) The law enforcement folks who were called kept repeating that they're not aware of any laws that were broken and hence couldn't arrest anyone. Then there were calls by the most extreme agitators to actually kill the owners of Mindgeek. (Which sounds a lot like one of ISIS' "fatwahs"). And now the (under construction) home of one of the owners of MindGeek just got burned to the ground by an arsonist, which means the calls to kill the owners need to be taken extremely seriously. In the middle of all that the anti-porn folks have been pressuring Visa and Mastercard to be stricter with adult content. MindGeek deleted 80% of the content on PornHub, XTube, etc. just to please Mastercard. And now Mastercard is going further and getting stricter with adult content. The straight folks don't really care what happens to hookup/dating sites. Most of the dating sites on the straight side of the business are fraudulent (none of girls actually exist - they're all chat bots). And the few legit ones could probably go PG-13. But that's not the case with LGBT+ sites. We're not going to join a PG-13 site. The bottom line here is that sex and porn are political. The reason why I had a very hard line against the pro-Trump folks last fall was because they're the ones going after porn and the gay community. The whole anti-porn thing is wrapped up in the QAnon belief that there's a huge amount of child sex trafficking. The hysteria over that is what's driving all this. I have a niece who feels like she needs to wear a gun on her otherwise her kids will be snatched at any moment and sex trafficked. She's college-educated and both of her parents are scientists. It's just bonkers. But the point is politics matters. Who you vote for matters. Whether you vote matters. Whether you write your elected officials matters.

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

Much of the website wasn’t free anymore and paid content in some cases cost more than content that can also be found on OnlyFans or JFF for a single sub. The site just wasn’t viable anymore and it allows MindGeek to focus on PornHub.

What a hot start. Can't wait for next chapter.

One of the hazards of online communication is the lack of tone and visual cues that accompany face to face communication, so we all encounter situations where someone infers tone and attitude that are not intentionally implied. Online is not the gentlest of worlds for exchange, i wish more grace was exercised online, given the pitfalls. i too have been guilty of inferring tone that may be unintended by you. On the other hand, you do know how to write and your posts are not devoid of inflection or enhancement that show disdain for certain 'types.' [laughing] i often/repeatedly find myself checking your icon, convinced you're an 'alpha top.' No emotional stereotypical response going on there, eh? You do sometimes come off to me as generally disdainful and maybe a little superior. And honestly, you strike me as one of the deeper thinkers in this community, so i may have higher expectations from you? idk, i am being vulnerable by writing this stuff, i am not challenging you. As expressed earlier in this thread, i do think there are guys who are more sub than bottom. The challenge of words is they can never fully describe the individual. i think the OP's original question and the various answers to it demonstrate that. E.g., just reading this thread demonstrates how many different perceptions there are of the word "pussy." i think we would all do well to honor each individuals perception as theirs, a part of who they are instead of grousing if it doesn't fit our perception (not saying you are doing this, speaking generally here). i too object to people who want to deny who i am as a bottom because i do not conform to their notion or idea of who or what a bottom should be. i do not want or need anyone to conform to my identity as a bottom, or vice versa. i believe you make a great point earlier in this discussion that it is crucial to use qualifiers like: "i think" or "i believe" vs just stating ones opinion/feelings as though they are universal facts that apply to all bottoms or Tops. i think there are a lot of people who simply do not understand how to write, and then others who really believe what they think/feel is universal.

Hope you get to experience it sometime...it's really awesome!

Thanks, I haven’t missed a dose in about a month and a half maybe a little longer. Took two anon loads at a bath house today and one through a glory hole and it was amazing. Took a lot of dicks though but imagine they had a hard time cumming with all the cum lube slowing down friction in my poppered up hole. Gonna do it again tomorrow.

Hot topic and as a total CumDump Mpreg is hot to think about, but I never actually did until a recent bathhouse visit last month out of town on a dull Tuesday night. I was naked on a fuckbench, in the corner of the darkroom, only a few guys around. I had been already bred twice. I was thinking about leaving and then a very tall, young black guy, thin but kind of muscular came up to me. Went to my head and no words, just undid his towel and pushed his flaccid long thick uncut cock in my face. I immediately put his cock in my mouth and sucked and sucked and sucked. His cock tasted soapy clean. He was getting very hard, rocking back and forth his eyes closed, rubbing his one hand on my bare shoulders and back, sometimes leaning over far enough to put his fingers in my cummy hole. I sucked him for a very long time. Then pulls his hard cock out of my mouth, it’s sticking straight out, rock hard. He leans to my ear and says, “if I fuck and cum in you will you carry my babies?” I just say, “yes sir.” He says, “you sure? If I fuck you, I want you to carry my babies out of this place and home with you, I want them still inside you tomorrow morning, no pushing them out or other guys eating you. I’m going to make you pregnant and I expect it.” I just say “yes sir.” He stuck his cock back I’m my mouth, I sucked more then he moved behind me and stuck his hard cock in me. He fucked for a while hard, then slow, then hard. When he got close he was rough and hard and was talking about making me pregnant. Finally he blew his babies inside me. He held his cock in me for awhile, then pulled out and put his towel right back around his waist. Came up to my head, rubbed my back and said, “take care of my babies, their all yours now.” Then he left. It was incredibly hot! I kept my promise.

I go on the Atlantis Jan carribbean cruise every year. They are far from vanilla. It's the most sex I have all year and I have a lot of sex. Definitely worth it. Some of the cruises may be a bit slower. Look for ones on the bigger ships.

I got DPd for the first time just recently. I was visiting a semi-regular breeder, a slender but very muscular Asian top, and he had a fuck buddy of his coming over. His buddy was tall, solid looking and a strong breeder. Both guys were versatile so while one of them was fucking me, the other was fucking him or feeding me their cock as well. The bigger breeder had a 7.5" very thick cock and when he got into my ass he loved to pound hard and deep making that wet plap plap plap sound as his whole body's weight and strength landed root deep in my ass with each thrust. I loved the aggression and growled with each time his cock hit my deep place. He was determined to DP me and once they did, his cock got extra hard in me. The stretch from two cocks is like nothing I've felt before. It was so overwhelming and I want it again.

Sucked a huge load out of a neighbor who has two small kids and a wife last night. I've only met him a few times before, but he's definitiely given me a "not totally straight vibe." He saw something I posted on a terrible neighborhood app/website and responded to it, then we sent a couple emails before he suggested switching to text, Once we were on text he was off to the races, talking about how his wife never blows him anymore and how hard up he is. I offered to blow him and he was on my couch with my head in his crotch ten minutes later. He did the whole "no kissing" thing, but other than that he was all-inL finger up the ass, playing with his nipples while I had his cock in my mouth, eating his ass. He was very verbal, which I love, and just before he shot a fat nut in my mouth he said those six words that will turn me into your cockslave for life: "Dude you're gonna make me cum." Delicious,

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

Cool. I have a fellow cumbottom on here who I tell about my sexploits and vice versa. We have talked about getting fucked side by side in a sauna or group setting. I would love to feel his body tight with mine rubbing whilst getting fucked. Love to be tonguing him whilst we both get fucked. Sharing tops between us etc. When things change I will make a trip to achieve. I like him to, so that would be awesome.

A very hot story... got me fully boned up. I would love to be that boy

That sounds amazing. Id love a couple of cumdump friends to share freaky stories with. Would be awesome

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

Working on getting pregnant soon hopefully...I feel very lucky that I actually can

Today I went back to my favorite bookstore to cruise the gloryholes. I have been back twice before since things opened up more here. The first time I got a very satisfying taste of cock and cum. The second time it was very slow. A regular guy there who sucked me off told me that Fridays were the best days to go there with lots of men in and out. I usually work Fridays, but I had a schedule change this week, so my day was free. There were indeed lots of guys there who were all horny and looking to donate some cum or, like myself, receive. I sucked a nice load out of a smallish uncut cock. I enjoyed playing with his foreskin and he loved it too and soon coated my tongue with sweet jizz. After that there was some serious jockeying for position as a young guy came in. But someone else came in who caught my eye- a tall, lanky guy with a short salt and pepper beard, a ball cap, and a Ford t-shirt scooted in and headed straight for a booth. I wandered over and slipped into the booth next to his. I looked through and saw him standing with his jeans around his knees, stroking a full bulge through his tighty whities. I gestured through the gloryhole and he quickly pushed his nice long semi-hard cock toward me. I dropped to my knees and went to work. He enjoyed my mouth for quite a while and I loved his 8 inch rocket. Then he pulled out and pushed his nutsack through. I gave them a great bath. Then he had me suck him a bit more and then bent down to talk at the hole. "That feels hot. You have a great mouth. Do you take it up the ass?" FUCK YES! I answered "I'll try." I pulled down my jeans, left my jockstrap on, and backed up to the hole. I grabbed his cock and guided it in. It went in hard, but we got a good 3 inches in. I collected some spit in my hand, pulled off him, and greased him up some more. That did the trick. he gave me an insistent, rough fuck with nothing bit spit as lube. I kept pushing back and we finally made it with him in me to the hilt. Pretty he grunted hard and bottomed out in me while he shot his load. He zipped up, slammed the booth door, and headed out of the store in record time. Who needs a thank you when you have his load in your ass, right? After I rested up a bit, a college aged guy followed me into one of the two-person booths. He showed me his nice fat dick, and let me have a taste, but was just teasing me. He smiled and said "I you want to suck my cock, follow me." Of course I followed him out into the hallway to the place there is a bench and the air conditioner. He stopped at the bench and turned around showing his nice hard cock. It's against the rules to do anything outside of the booths, but I got down on my knees and swallowed him. One of the regular guys I have seen and played with before was sitting right beside him having a good show. The young guy pulled out of my mouth and offered his cock to the other guy. He switched back and forth between our mouths, but then started jacking himself off. It was obvious he was about to blow. And then with a great gasp, his cum gushed out like a volcano all over his hand. He shoved his cock into the other guy's mouth, and put his cummy hand out for me to lick off. Delicious! I already have at least 3 good reasons to change my schedule again. Here's to some more Cock and Cum Fridays!

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

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

Three tall slim young men walked towards Pat's house with determination in their steps. "Do yah think we'll actually get a piece of his uncle Mic's ass tonight?, asked the tallest. "I sure hope so." responded the shortest. "Have you seen his uncle?! My hope is that he breeds me!." enthused the third. "It's our bud's birthday ,shouldn't he get all the loads?" asked the shortest. "Fuck that!" responded the tallest "As far as I'm concerned it's every fuckin man for himself." At the same time Mic was giving it to the boy once again, this time in the shower. "Ya sure loves cock up yr arse boy, don't ya?! Just like yr uncle, the more cock and cum the 'appier ya is, eh?!" "You sure got that right uncle Mic. And, I love it hard and deep. Pound me like you mean it, destroy my sloppy ass." "Lad ya are a man whore, aren't ya?!" "That's my goal unc. You ever take anonymous loads?" "All's the time lad! Loves not knowin whose willie's fawkin me. Nawton like carryin a stranger's cum. Better still 'avin the next guy discovers it an use it for lube t'as add 'is special blend. Got started as a lad at a truck stop. One night took me eight up de arse and sucked down three. Been addicted ta anonymous sex ever since." "That's so fuckin hot! Can't wait to turn my back and have a stranger slide on in!" "God damn ya is a blarney whore fag lad. I's so fawkin proud!" "Fuck yeah, give it to me Mic. Slap on into my barely legal ass." Meanwhile, Pat had retreated to the living room couch with his bottle of Irish whiskey. He'd dispensed with a glass and was suckin it down like a thirsty man in the desert. He was pretty blitzed and could barely stand let alone walk to answer the door bell. He was completely unaware that he was still totally naked. The three lads were shocked and surprised by the sight of their buds dad when the door was opened. Drunkenly Pat greeted them; "C ... Cu ... come in ... laaaddds ... me su ... me lad told me ... yas all 'ear fr 'is fawkin birthday. Eh? C ... come on in, ma ... make yaselves at home.... fawk, where's me manors? C ... can .... I's off ...er yas a driinnk boyz? Hiicccuup." "Maybe later Mr B.. But yah sure can offer me your ass." responded the tallest lad. "Aah ... ah ... wh ... what?" stuttered Pat. The boys helped him back to the couch and bent him over the arm. The tallest was instantly eating out Pat's hole. "Ah .... ah ... n ...n ...no ...I don't ..." "Fuuuuuuccck old man, you most certainly do! Somebody's already been knockin at your backdoor and left you a deposit. Tastes real fuckin good!" "Aw ... fa ...fawk... me son ..." "You son of a bitch! Your son bred your ass! Fuckin A!" The tall boys cock slid up Pat's hole and Pat was too drunk to resist. The shortest lad fed Pat his cock and the third gobbled down Pat's dick. Mic dumped his load in the birthday boy just as the door bell rang repeatedly. "Fawk Pat, git the fawkin door!" bellowed Mic. "Damn fools probably sloshed on 'is whiskey. Wees better go dawn." Still toweling themselves as they descended the stairs they found Pat in his second sandwich fuck of the day. The shortest friend was standing on the couch and blasting his load all over Pat's face. Mic got the door and hustled two more of the lad's friends inside. They stood in utter amazement as their tallest friend groaned; "Argh ... fuuuuuuccck ... take my load old man .... pumpin you full of your second load today ... fuuuuuuccck bud, why didn't you tell us your old man was such a good piece of tail?" "Didn't know myself 'til I ploughed one into him after dinner." "Okay lads, enough watchin. Me arse is kinda lonely 'ear. Which un ah ya strappen blokes is gonna fawk me?" asked Mic. The two that had just arrived were quickly pulling off their clothes. One responded; "Me and my bud will DP you. You already lubricated?" "Sure as I's a lucky Irish whore. I's got Pat an 'is boy's cum greasin me fawk shoot. Cawm stretch me eager arse wit yr young cocks boyz. " Pat was now blacked out on the couch. The first three to arrive and Pat's son moved into a fuck train. When the shortest blasted in the birthday boy the train broke apart. The other two finished deep inside the birthday boy's ass as well.

Although I prefer MOC most of the tops that have aggressively pursued me have been white tops. I do get the BBC thing from white guys (such a turn off). The white tops that pursue me tend to be older, edgier, and can have conversation. In short I don’t find it hard to find white tops. They tend to find me I don’t pursue but male dominance and wisdom is a turn on for me regardless of race.

Part 4 Dereks revenge After leaving James salon I was very angry, angry at myself for letting him fuck me raw again. I kept thinking why did it turn me on so much having his cum n piss up my ass!. Still being hung over I thought The best cure was to drink some more. I texted My Bud and he agreed and said he’ll Uber us some alcohol as the legal drinking age in Canada is 19 and the Uber drivers never ask for ids. I felt kinda funny walking I guessed it was James piss. Lucky for me there was a near by washroom by the park. It was empty inside and I went into the Stall to push out his piss and cum. As I pulled up my pants someone walked I heard him unzip and take a piss. I made my way to the sink to wash my hands and we made eye contact he had brown hair muscular build under armour shorts and t-shirt . I noticed him rubbing his semi hard cock he then nodded and walked into the stall looking right in my eyes and I followed. He whispered I don’t have much time he quickly grabbed my ass and asked “do you bottom” “yes” I replied he got a condom from his wallet and turned me around spitting on his hands he started fingering my hole. “Oh you’re really tight won’t last to long” I thought to myself how could I still be tight I got fucked earlier. He stated pushing his cock into me deeper and deeper fucking me harder and harder. “Dad are you finished im going to the swings” he slid out “almost done” I didn’t notice his wedding ring. Got me so turned on knowing I’m getting fucked by this hot daddy cock! In a public washroom with his kid waiting outside he started pushing his 8 “ uncut cock back into me with one shove I heard a snap “shit condom broke I’m so close “ “fuck me daddy” I cried out that’s all it took he was now fucking me bare “I’m going to cum arhhhhhh” I felt his cock cum inside me I felt every pulse “thanks” he said and he left i pulled up my shorts and made my way to my friends house. As I arrived my friend was in the pool he already had a couple of beers. I grabbed a beer and jumped in “sup bro did you fuck that girl” I asked “nah she wasn’t that easy” he replied we started laughing and played some pool basketball. As it got dark we went inside and started to play fortnite i was amazing he sucked. “Every time you loose you gotta drink dude” after a wile I asked “where’s Derek?” “He usually hits the gym or bar after work” Dereks brother started getting very tipsy “one more shot” we took the last shot and he passed out. I sent Derek a text “where are you” a sec later “on my way home” “your borthers gone out with that girl I’m here alone” ...... “you want my cock again don’t you!” “Yes Im drunk going to pass out you walk in and fuck me” “you got it” I carried dereks bother back to the bedroom and waited for him. The door opened its pitch dark in the room I had taken out the light bulbs. He was now fully lubed and started fuckin “you’re so tight take that cock slut” he was thrusting harder and harder “I’m going to breed you again take this poz load arghhh” I now jumped out from the closet “wtf who did I just fuck” I turned on the side table light “your bother”

Part 2 “Look who's here! If it’s not mister-goody-two-shoes in person!” I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. I would recognize his voice anytime. Mikey Meltzer. A sophisticated annoying queen. I knew him from college and he was infamous for outing guys and spreading gossip on them. I slightly turn and nod to him. Of course, he was naked and nothing to be ashamed of. For few seconds I hoped that he was dressing and on his way out, unfortunately he had just arrived few minutes before me and Mr. Magoo at the bathhouse. He was with another guy, a skinny dirty-blond hair with a cock on the smaller-side. My first time in a bathhouse and I was poised to meet someone I knew in the locker area! I decided to ignore him, undressed and quickly wrapped my towel to find back Mr. Magoo who had a private room. As I was trying to find my way to his room. I reminded the conversation with Mr. Magoo earlier this morning: “At the bathhouse!?” “Yes with me” “I… yes… no… I mean I never go to these places. It's dangerous... ” “And this exactly why you are the perfect guy to help me” he interrupted me. “I don’t see why…” “Let me explain…” The room door was slightly ajar. I though nothing of it as Mr. Magoo knew I was coming back for him. Magoo was on the narrow bed, on all four, getting pounded by a “bear” with a fat-belly. I am not naïve and knew sex encounters occurred in bathhouses, but it hasn’t been more than 10 minutes since our arrival and, there, the old man was getting fucked. Magoo was moaning like a cheap whore in a porn movie as the bear pounded him good, hard and fast. I froze in place. Excited and terrified. “It feels so good, Max. You should tried” said Magoo who was now pushing his ass to meet the man’s thrusts. “Outside… I will wait outside…” I replied weakly, still unable to move. “Nonsense” the bear said, extending his arm and pulling me closer to them. I was able to smell intoxicating male sex and sweat. from him. His fur body was covered is warm sweat and my skin was immediately glue to his belly side. “Look at this old cumdump taking my unmedicated poz load deep in his hole!" “You don’t wear condom?” “What for? We are both poz” “I don’t know, STD maybe?” I said unconvincing. “Mmmfph… condoms are for the faint of the heart. Never wear one.” I did not know what to say else so I just shut my mouth, looking at the scene. May be because I didn’t had sex for a long-time, but honestly, it look terrific. The bear man was close to three time the size of Mr. Magoo. “I’m close. I will recharge you soon, grandpa” “Go on”, urged Magoo, ”flood my guts with your babies again” Again? I look at Magoo who was now on his back. When have they switched position? Unlike porn, where the bottom has his legs over the fucker’s shoulders, I realized it was not possible for the duo before me. His legs were resting against the bear’s belly. His feet barely at mouth level and the bear was licking and sucking the toes. “Take it you whore” “Yes, give it to me” The verbal exchange went on for a good 10-15 minutes. The fat belly was shaking like a mountain of jell-o as he rammed his cock in and out with brute force. With one last thrust, he held his cock deep in Magoo, grunting. “Fuck!... You are getting it old man. UUURRGHHH!... Take that load. Take that toxic load!” he said before collapsing on Magoo, almost folding him in half. “Phew! That was good. It’s always nice to start my whoring day with a load from you, Bill” said a pleased Magoo. Although, I would never let someone fucked me bareback. I was engrossed by the live act in front of me and my cock was at attention and throbbing (unconsciously I was groping myself through the towel). “See you tomorrow, old geezer”, said Bill, exiting after slapping my ass. Now, Magoo was fingering his dripping hole, getting all the cum he can before bringing his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. “Hmmm. So good. You want to taste some? ” he asked, pointing his cum-coated index to me. “No, I’ll pass” I reply embarrassed and horrified by the offer. “Your loss. Anyway, this fuck was a distraction and I need to get you prepared” “I don’t think I can do it. I’m really sorry.” I stammered in a low-voice. “Don’t let me down now, Max. I though you were a man of his word” There we go, guilt. Exactly what I needed in a place I didn't want to be in the first place, but I agreed to help him. I looked at Magoo and realized I never saw him naked before, except for his cock. His body was largely covered with tattoos, most of them nicely designed. Biohazard ones. One on his back between his shoulders, and the other one, on his stomach, above the hips. Both nipples pierced with thick gold rings. Some light-grey body hair. He had a toned-body, not at all flabby. He was hot. “Earth to Max!” I realized that Magoo was talking to me and saw me staring at him. "Sorry, I didn't meant to stare at you. It’s just… well I never saw you naked before…. And well, you’re hot”. I probably went through fifty shades of red as I said that. I felt my face flushed, but even in the dark room, it didn’t escape Magoo’s eyes. With all the blood that went to my head, I was surprised that my cock was still hard and spewing copious precum in the towel. “Let me give you the grand tour before you poke me in the eye with your cock ”

Having come out of the closet as gay later in life at 30, and not becoming a cum dump enthusiast until my early 60's I can't compare my early life experiences to my current experiences. However on the occasions I've offered myself, Cumunions, Fkd, naked dances and the play area at a gay campground I have observed this phenomenon. I must confess it has bothered me to be passed by and I've been jealous of the young bucks collecting so many loads until I started asking them and learned often they have not gotten that many more than me. They have probably had more raw cocks fucking them, but not necessarily that many more hot loads deposited. One time I was in a sling at Fkd with a handsome muscular young guy raw fucking me. We started drawing a small crowd. On my right was the cutest young otter, just a little on the chunky side. We started to kiss a bit. I could see my tops attention shifting and his enthusiasm for my hole diminish. He asked the otter if he could fuck him and me if I would mind? Another enthusiastic observer coached the otter to bend over my torso to offer his ass. My top switched asses and the coach slid his raw cock into me. I loved that I was getting barebacked while enjoying the intimacy of this hairy otter on my naked torso. I could feel the pounding he was getting .I had a fantastic view to watch his tops excitment grow and intensity increase. We all knew the breeding was close and my top kept a verbal cheering going the entire time. When the otter was bred and his top collapsed onto both of us I felt as if I couldn't have been more involved in their raw coupling. I was so happy for my otter and his treasure load and the audience he had to witness his eager ass taking a strangers fluids. Unfortunately I didn't get the coaches load; but, this was still one very hot encounter I would happily repeat if ever given the chance again. Bottom line? I may not get a dozen or more loads at a time, but I do treasure each load I get. And I do treasure each intimate encounter along the way no matter how brief or fleeting.

I love public. Unfortunately, so many guys say they are into it when they just like to fantasize about it. When Dutch Valley Road in Atlanta was cruisy, I got fucked in the middle of the road by a hung top (BBC) about 3 am. Also fucked a lot in the parking lot off Faulkner Road--sometimes more sex outside of the sex club than inside. Another time fucked on an second-floor common balcony of an old apartment building with rush hour traffic backed up on the street 10 feet away. My best fuckbuddy was a hot-as-fuck bi guy who loved that I get off on arriving naked and ready. He'd text late at night (between midnight and 4 am), "Want to get fucked?" I'd get ready as quick as I could and drive over naked. He would be waiting naked on the front porch (not screened). I'd park on the street, into his yard naked and as soon as on the porch start sucking his cock. After a while he would turn me around and fuck my ass good until he ordered me, "Clamp down on it" and came. Once there was an early morning runner going by but didn't notice. After he filled my ass, he would work my ass until I shot. Also, for a year or so, I had a group of buddies who would meet me in a park and take turns on me. The park was ideal because the lighting was such you could see out but not in, although you felt like anyone driving by out on the road could see everything. From apps and texting existing fuck buddies, especially when one extra hung guy would come into town, I'd line up about four hung tops. They'd arrive, walk in naked and find me at the picnic table, fuck my brains out and leave me with an ass full of cum. One of these guys went with me to a running trail about midnight. He thought we'd at least carry our shorts but I said, "No. We're doing it all the way." We ran two miles, he fucked me on the bridge over a highway and we ran back. Before getting in the car, we made out on a bench in the parking lot. A guy walked by and didn't say a thing. Been fucked in a bar, although still want to get fucked on the dance floor, and love getting openly sleazy in video arcades. The old Northside Y in Atlanta used to be fun as fuck. The straight guys knew better than to go into the we area after 6 or so. Sometimes it was a free-for-all. And the Harding Y in Nashville was fun years ago. You knew that if the steam room was really hazy with steam someone had manipulated the system. Went in one day and a guy got down and sucked off about 10 of us, one after the other. One of the regulars told me in the shower, "He's so good, I keep coming back." Another time I had a guy dare me to come to his condo naked about 3 am. I parked, went up the elevator and he fucked me in his doorway. Been fucked at a lot of complex pools, even in daylight. Only time caught was when a boyfriend was fucking me in his ex's condo's pool when we were the only ones there. I've been to Folsom and throated a guy on the street but next time want to go and get fucked good right in front of all the crowds. I've also heard you can go to Southern Decadence and spend the entire time naked.

Love finding filled rubbers at rest stops, ABS, pullouts

I feel like the storyline is overdone, but I'm feeling it at the moment. I'm opening with this and seeing how it goes... Enjoy. I've always wondered who my dad was. My mom made a point of not talking about him. Apparently, my grandparents had always given her shit over the fact that she'd gotten herself pregnant right before graduating high school. It had become a sore point, and she tried not to dwell on all of that. I'd ask about him occasionally when I was a kid, but the result was always the same: a pointed change of subject and snippy responses if I tried to push it any further. Left to wonder about it, I'd concocted theories. Maybe it was one of the neighbors. Maybe it was our pastor. Maybe it was some total stranger. None of these theories were ever backed by any kind of real evidence, but suffice to say, it was something that I'd always dwelled on. I never had a stepdad or anything. My mom worked at my grandparents' diner, and we both lived in my grandparents' place. Luckily for us, the house had once been home to all 4 of my mom's siblings, so they had room to spare for a single mother and a growing kid. I don't think they did altogether too bad of a job, though my grandpa was always a bit of an asshole. When I finally moved out for college, it was a relief to be out of there, away from my mom and grandma being overbearing and my grandpa finding something to complain about. No one knew who I was here, and I finally had the freedom and privacy to explore and be myself. By this point, I knew fully well I was a cocksucker, having discovered this fact sometime in my early teens after P.E. in the locker rooms. I'd never really had the room to act on it, though, and now I found myself living on my own and having access to men only a few messages away. It didn't take long for me to meet up with other guys at school, scoring my first kiss and handjob within a few days of each other. It was thrilling, but the prospect of sex was still somewhat daunting. After all, even if I did think my grandparents were prudes, it was hard to get a lifetime of shit out of your head. Luckily for me, I had some help in that direction. --- He'd come in the form of a guy whose profile was named "Papa's Home". Maybe it makes me a stereotype, but the second I saw the name and the salt and pepper-coated musclegut attached to it, I couldn't stop myself from checking him out. He was more than twice my age, total top, with a penchant for "sons", as he called them. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I read it, and I sent him a message, unsure of what to send other than "I love your photo." It was pretty lame, and I felt like an idiot even sending it, but whatever. I figured my profile made up for it enough; I'd spent my summers maintaining my grandparents' place, on top of being naturally gifted with a beefy build. I'd been a chubby kid growing up, but now I was built strong, having taken up weightlifting halfway though high school. I'd never cared enough to be a proper gym rat or the like, but I knew I looked pretty damn good. My profile shot was a beach shot, my furry belly and bearded smile on display. Show your best assets, I figure. About five minutes later, I feel my phone buzz, then a series of buzzes following. Pulling it up, I see that he's sent me a bunch of photos, and I feel my cock throb in my shorts as I open them up. He's in a speedo, flexing his furry body... An ass shot in the shower... Him grinning with a pint of beer in hand... And a shot of him holding his cock, easily at least seven or eight inches, and girthy from the look of it. I've never imagined taking anything like that, and I almost chicken out then. I finally see the last message. "Thanks, son. I like yours, too. Nothing makes Papa's day like a handsome boy saying hello." I send him back some more photos of me, mostly clothed but ending with a shot of me on my stomach in a jockstrap, my fuzzy ass perfectly framed for the camera. "Fucking beautiful, son. You gotta let Papa have a taste." We kept chatting over the next half hour, where he convinced me to get my stuff and head over to his place. He lived not far from campus, among the residential neighborhoods only a mile or so from the dorms. I drove to a neighborhood with a bunch of houses nestled away among the trees, the driveways made of gravel more often than not. The address he'd given me led to an old trailer at the end, where I could see him standing outside, beer in hand. "You made it, son," he said with a smile as I got out of the car, taking me into an embrace as soon as I came up to him. He smelled like beer and sweat, his musk filling my nose and making my head spin as he brought his lips to mine, that massive tongue sliding into my mouth and filling it as his hand cupped my ass. It felt incredible, and even as I reveled in the hunger with which he felt me up, I could feel his cock growing in his jeans, the thick meat rubbing against me. "Get your furry little ass inside. Get on the bed. Clothes off." I wasted no time in complying, going past the screen door in the front and past a living room with some beers scattered about and porn playing on the TV. The bedroom was mostly just a massive bed in the center, with a TV sitting on a dresser beside it playing more porn. I stripped my clothes, folding them up and putting them onto the dresser as Papa came back in, his shirt already off and belt unbuckled. His furry body was on display for me, glistening a bit with sweat as it was. I climbed onto the bed and he joined me soon after, his naked body coming against mine as he pulled me in for another kiss. This one was slower, more sensual as he ground his cock against me. I could see a steel cockring at the base, and as I moaned into his mouth, relishing the feeling of him kissing me, he soon pulled away, his cock drooling precum onto his thigh. "I gotta get to that hole or I'm gonna lose it," he growled, and pushed my legs back, exposing my furry hole to him. That beard soon buried itself between my cheeks, and I couldn't stop the moans that came out as he began his tonguefuck. It felt amazing, and I pushed back against him, feeling my hole relax and take more and more of his wet, hot tongue. When he pulled it out, I found myself groaning in protest, craving that tongue once more. "Can't take it, I gotta have you," he said, and before I could even warn him about my lack of experience, he was moving to my ass, positioning his cock on my slicked-up pucker and pushing it in. Much to my surprise, the head went in without too much pain, the discomfort shocking me more than anything as he groaned from the tightness. "There we fuckin' go..." I was in shock, feeling him pulse and flex in me before pushing in more. Some part of me wondered if this was really happening, another wondered if I ought to point out the lack of a condom, but both were shut up when he slid the rest of his length into me, each veiny inch making me shiver and groan. It began to hurt a bit halfway through, but I'd always been a stubborn boy, and I rode out the pain, feeling him bottom out in me before long. "Good boy..." He muttered, beginning to hump at my ass. The friction felt uncomfortable at first, but as I got used to it, I found myself enjoying the way it felt to have him fill me up like that, his cock entering me over and over, stroking over my prostate and bringing me pleasure unlike anything I'd felt before. It didn't take long before his panting and grunting was joined by a steady stream of my own whimpers and groans, my cock drooling precum onto my furry belly and smearing it between us as he looked into my eyes intensely. "You ready to take it, son? Ready for Papa's seed?" I didn't think twice about nodding, panting heavily as I replied, "Yeah, Papa, give it to me, please!" His fuck hit a frenzied pace, then he rammed it all the way in, my hole burning a bit from the brutality of it as I felt the heat of his balls unloading into me. His cock pulsed and twitched, draining for several seconds before he slowly hauled it out, my wrecked pucker drooling out his cum. He didn't say much for a second, simply panting and dripping sweat down onto me before rolling over onto his side, pulling my head down to his cock. He didn't need to tell me what he expected, his half-hard cock pushed to my lips. I cleaned it off, tasting his cum and my own ass on him. I found that I loved it, even though I could feel my ass ache from the roughness of my deflowering. He gave me a beer and let me use his shower, watching me as I got dressed and he lay (still naked) on his bed. Before I left, he gave me his actual phone number, letting me know he'd be happy to repeat any time. --- Ever since we met, I've found myself checking out older guys more and more. The whole daddy angle intrigued me in a way nothing else did, and there was certainly no shortage of men who were happy to indulge. It had also brought up thoughts of my own dad again, which of course fused together with my newfound tastes in a predictable fashion. I felt kinda guilty about it, but whatever, right? It wasn't like I'd ever met him. The summer holidays were around the corner, and I'd just wrapped up with classes. With school closed up for the break, I headed back home, finding myself back at my grandparents' place and bored out of my mind. There wasn't actually much to do here, and I found myself passing more time on the couch fiddling with my phone than doing anything else really. One of my uncles threw a party for my aunt's birthday, and of course, we all headed over. It wasn't altogether terrible, though I felt a bit out of place. I knew everyone here but I really only ever talked to them at events like this. After exhausting the pleasantries and catch-up conversations, I wasn't sure what else to talk about. Thus, I found myself at my grandparents' table, sitting beside my grandpa. He was drunk, which was quite unlike him, and of course, it only brought his complaining into overdrive. I mostly ignored it, but his ranting caught my attention. He was arguing with one of my aunts, who'd always been sympathetic to my mom. "She's the one who spread her legs for him." "Dad..." "What? I told her, stay away from O'Connor, he's a damn bastard, she knew better and she still--" "Dad, enough!" she hissed quietly, gesturing to me. He just scoffed, returning to his drink and glowering. I put this bit of knowledge away, head buzzing with excitement at what it could mean. I hadn't hard that name before, but I was ready to find out more. I headed home not long after, unable to focus on small talk anymore now that I'd been given this scrap of information. I browsed around with my laptop, pulling up search engines and looking around. Admittedly, it was hard to find much, but I had a stroke of luck when I thought to ask a friend's dad when I was visiting him. He'd gone to school with my mom, and when I mentioned the name, he got a bit cagey. Unlike my family, though, he quickly caved when I pressed him on it, telling me his name was Michael O'Connor. He'd been a few years older than my mom, and had been considered a bad influence. Apparently, he'd gone off and joined the marines, serving for some time before heading back. These days, he didn't know where he lived, though he'd heard that he worked as a trucker. It was a lot to take in. With that information in hand, it didn't take long to find him. When I'd put his name into Facebook, the third result actually had a mutual friend (one of my mom's friends, who I'd added forever back), and I found myself looking at my father's profile. He didn't lock down much, posting photos of him smoking a cigar with a dog in his lap, another where he's sitting in the cabin of his truck. I feel like a stalker, but I can't help but take it all in. I never thought I'd find out who he was, but now that I looked at it, I could see it. He had the same grin as me, the same chocolate brown eyes, furry chest. The resemblance was obvious. What to do now was less obvious. I debated sending him a friend request, but that seemed a bit weird. I eventually just settled on sending him a message. "Hello. Sorry for the message out of the blue, and this is probably going to sound weird, but my name is Chris, and I think I'm your son. You dated my mom, Jennifer Fisher, back in high school, and she had me. I don't want to hassle you or anything, but I'd love to meet you in person if you'd be okay with that." I felt nervous hitting send, but once it was done, I couldn't stop the excitement buzzing in me. It was really him! I kept scrolling through afterward, taking in the look of him. He had tattoos on his arms, and a good few of the photos had him smoking a cigar or holding a beer in hand. He still lived in the area, though many of the photos from his truck were taken all up and down the coastline. The very thought of a trucker dad made my dick twitch, even as I felt guilty for thinking that way. I reached the end of his public stuff before long. Most of it was in that vein, though there were occasional photos with a random friend or the like. It was only a small sliver of him, though, and I was eager to find out more. After browsing through his photos for a while, I figured enough was enough. Just as I went to close out the window, the chat box pinged...

For now it's off the cards, I don't think they'd put me at risk. So I'm still neg and will no doubt stay that way for a while. Knowing me and how I get one day some fucker will get a poz load in my hole and convert me but if it happens it happens. I'm not a chaser by an means but definitely a realist, if you play raw one day you might get pozzed.

It was Monday, my only night off. I was trying to get in all the extra hours I could to pay for Christmas. By 9 PM I'd already hit most of the bars, with nothing to show for it. But since I'm not much of a drinker, that didn't matter. It was too early to go home, so I decided to hit the Tubs. Being Monday, my expectations were minimal; but where there’s life there’s hope. I paid the Clerk, got my keys, and entered. The Baths are a 3-story affair, in dark reds and black, with golden highlights. It was quiet as I hiked up the stairs to my 2nd floor room, the only sound the blaring music from the house speakers. I found my room, went in, and stripped. I'm not a bad looking guy—at least average, I’d say. Maybe better. I’m no movie star; but not a troll, either. “Not bad," I thought, giving myself a final appraisal as I headed out the door. I wandered the floors, checking out the TV Room—only an old guy watching porn and playing with himself. I headed to the basement to the Sauna and Steam Room. On the stairs, I passed this absolutely gorgeous hunk—tall, muscular, movie star face, and eyes you could die for. We nodded and smiled at each other; but I thought no more of it, cause I figured I wasn’t his type. I got to the Steam Room—nothing there. So I headed to the Maze. The Maze is very dimly lit so you can see shadows but no details. I started at one end and worked my way through, checking out the Glory Holes and side cubes en route. Right about center is an area called “The Commons,” with padded benches surrounded by mirrored walls—deserted. I exited down the opposite corridor where I literally bounced off Movie Star. As I regained my composure, I stammered an apology. (I always get tongue-tied near sexy guys.) He likewise apologized, sliding around me in the narrow aisle way. I was about to continue when I felt a hand on my Butt. I turned, but no one was there. Wishful thinking, I supposed, and headed for my room. As I usually do, I left the door open, stripped off my towel, and lay down on the bed. I don't know how long I lay there, half-dozing, half-awake, when someone caressed my leg. I let the mysterious stranger explore his way up my thigh till he reached my Ass Cheeks. He squeezed and rubbed my Buttocks and made a few tentative strokes over my warm cleft, before sliding down into my moist crack. As his fingers teased my Mancunt, I looked over my shoulder and—it was Movie Star! I started to turn to show him he’d made a mistake, but he placed his free hand on my shoulder. "No, don’t turn over. Unless you want me to stop." I was stunned! How could any guy object to having such fingers and thumbs in his Crack? After a while, he removed his hands from my Butt and give me the best massage ever. When I couldn't take anymore, I sat up to return the favor. My hands caressed that beautiful man's body. I couldn't believe my luck. Gently spreading his exquisite Buttocks, I delicately tongued his Rosebud. I heard a muffled "Oh My God!" as he drove his Ass into my face. I thrust my tongue deep in his Hole and savored the Inner Man! "You keep that up and I'm gonna Cum, and I don't want to blow my Wad yet. So lie down on your stomach." He reached for the Lube on the table and scooped up a good sized gob which he progressively worked into my Hole, slowly opening my tight little Chute. I lay there as he pushed one, then two, then three fingers into me. He stayed with three fingers for a while, as I moaned and groaned in pleasure, my Ass twisting in sync with his thrusts. Then I felt a fourth finger work it's way in. "I’ve never been fisted before!" He grunted and pulled out his fingers, leaving my Asshole open and empty. Afraid he was pissed, I exclaimed, “I’m not saying no. I'm just asking you to go slow, cause I’ve never been fisted before." "And you're not going to be now." He pushed my legs further apart, and I felt something huge press against my Bud. I realized at that moment that I had only seen his Cock soft, when it had looked about average—four inches long, well shaped, with a nice head—well, maybe a little bit thick. "Omigod! He's gonna rip me apart!" To my relief, he didn't plow in, just used a steady pressure while gently stroking my back. I relaxed enough for the Head to slip in. Once he was securely in me, he pulled me up onto my hands and knees, which freed his hands to roam over my body. Reaching beneath me, he found my Nips, and began to twist and pinch them. With each tug, he pressed in a little further, stopping from time to time to allow me to adjust. Never had I had such a big Dick in me! After what seemed like ages, his Pubes finally connected with my Ass Cheeks! When I was firmly impaled, he lifted me up so that I was on my knees and leaning against his hard chest. I lay my head on his shoulder; and he kissed my neck. Then, and only then, did he force his massive ManMeat into me. My head was spinning from the sensation. Pulling His Shaft out until just the Head was in me, he slammed It back in to the Root. My God! I thought I'd died and gone to Heaven! I couldn't believe how deeply he penetrated me. Seemed like I could actually feel him hitting my stomach. He began to plow me in earnest. I thought “This is it!” and moaned with pleasure. Faster and faster he pumped, his Balls bouncing off my Butt. "Harder, deeper," I urged him. Grunting like an animal with every stroke, I begged for his Load. "Please, give IT to me—P-L-E-A-S-E!" The more I implored him, the more frenzied his thrusting became, until I thought the friction would set us afire! Finally, with one last massive stroke, he pounded his Seed into me. I felt every throb and pulse as Jet after Jet of his Jizm flooded my Innards! Gradually his body relaxed, and his Cock softened and slipped out, trailing a dribble of translucent Cum. He lay beside me, running his hand over my chest and stomach, teasing my atrophied Dick. He leaned over and kissed me. Breaking the kiss, he gazed at me sadly. "About what just happened—I’m POZ. I may just have given you AIDS!" Pulling his head to my shoulder, I held him close. "It’s OK. It was bound to happen—sooner or later. But I'm glad it was you. That Screwing was worth it!" AND IT WAS!