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The Old Cemetery Chapter One Growing up in this town drove me absolutely insane. It was worse than living in a small town where everyone knew your business and gossiped about it to everyone. Luckily, my deepest darkest secret was hidden from everyone. Welcome to Madison, home of the Fighting Trojans. I’m Cole, son of Thomas and Mary. I am eighteen and I just graduated high school. I went to a private religious school most of my life, due to the fact that mother and father both taught there. I was sheltered most of my teen years, no internet, church every Wednesday night and twice on Sunday. I don’t think I lived during my teens, I existed. Everything changed one hot summer day in July. I was out riding my bicycle, the only transportation I had, and needed to piss like a son of a bitch. (Yeah, I don’t adhere to the my religious up brining) I soared into Mac’s filing station, the oldest building in the town. Faded blue paint lined the building, dirty white brick, rust on pretty much everything. It was the only gas station and repair shop in town. I leaned my bike against the dirty brick wall on the side of the building. I pulled the handle on the rusty metal door and opened it. It creaked loudly as it swung open. As I stepped in the first thing that hit me was the odor. It was a musky piss smell with a little body odor mixed in. I moved into the half darkened room, one of the florescent lights was out and the other was blinking as it slowly died. I moved toward the stall, slowly opening the door, and going in. I was in almost complete darkness in the stall. I pulled my shorts down in the front and pulled out my cock and balls. As my hot piss splashed into the bowl, I looked around at all the graffiti on the walls. Fuck, some people are just nasty in this town (something I would learn quickly). Then I noticed it. A hole in the wall about the size of a soft ball. I could see light coming through it. What the fuck? I heard a loud voice outside the door. I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and sat on the dirty toilet seat. My eyes were glued on the hole in the wall. I held my breathe as the metal door creaked open. “Fuck man, the place will be filled tonight” the deep voice said. I recognized it as Mac’s. I slowly bent forward to look through the hole. I could see the urinal on the other side and Mac stepping forward. “I know what you mean fucker. I haven’t shot a load out in weeks. My cock is itching to get up some holes and shoot until my balls are dry.” I watched as his free hand unzipped his dirty, blue overalls. His hand moved as in slow motion, zipping from his chest down past his crotch. I was sweating, not from the heat, but from being turned on. My cock was quickly growing between my legs. I watched as his meaty hand reach inside and hulled out his thick veiny cock and his balls. “I hope there is a hot little virgin hole there tonight. We haven’t had one since we took both of little Eric Stevens’ cherries.” he said, “I can still hear him squealing as I entered his fuck hole for the first time..” I watched as his piss flowed out of his big mushroom head. My mind raced with images of trying to figure out what was talking about. As I watched through the hole, I could see his cock getting fatter and longer. “Fuck, my cock is getting hard thinking about this. I knew when Principal Jones said he had planted the seed in Eric’s ear about the Old Cemetery, he would show and it would be fucking.” I watched as he wrapped his hairy hand around his cock and slow started to stroke it. I did the same to mine, imitating him. “My cock sure did open that fuck hole of his. Planted his first gift and introduced him to the fucking sleazy side to the hell hole town” My mind was quickly filling up with questions. Was there more to this town other than boredom and religion. “I have to stop or I am going to stroke out a load right here. Yeah, I’m in the crapper at work stroking.” I watched through the hole as he bent his knees slightly and put his hard cock and balls back in his overalls. “Fuck man, that mausoleum tonight is going to be fucking hot. I will clean out my hole. I’m due for a recharge.” He turned and walked out the metal door into the summer heat. I pulled my shorts up over my hard cock and headed out to. As I jump on my bike to head home, I heard Mac shout. “Hey Cole, wanna cold one?” “Sure Mac, that would be great,” I replied, “Thanks” I rode over to him and he handed me a cold soda. “It’s a hot one today,” he said as his free hand grouped his hard cock in his overalls. I pedaled as fast as I could to get back home, hearing him laugh as I did. Then he shouted, “Make sure that boy hole is clean and ready” Fuck, he must have known I was in the stall. My heart raced as the thoughts and fear of my parents finding out echoed in my head, but was soon replaced by curiosity

Dad’S Pool Party Chapter One Before I start my story, I give you some back ground about me and my Dad. My parents divorced when I was about ten, mom left with a man who she thought could give her more and we never heard from her again. I just turned eighteen and graduated this year from high school, with plans to go to college here in town. I was sick as a small child and that resulted in me not growing into my full potential. I stand five foot, instead of six three like my Dad. I weight about one hundred five pound, against Dad’s two hundred seventy five. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I am smooth all over, I keep what body hair that grows shaved off. I like to see me smooth. Dad on the other hand is hairy all over, a huge hairy bodybuilder. Every year Dad has a big pool party with his gym buddies. I was never invited, but this year he said I could come. I’m really excited. Dad has said that it’s about 20 of his gym buddies. Some I know, like Peter, David, Shane, and his coach Max. The rest I have yet to meet. The party was about two weeks away, so Dad asked me to help him get things ready. “JJ, let’s head over to the Sinister Spirits and stock up for the party.” “Don’t I need to be twenty one to enter” “Fuck it, I know the owner. He won’t say no. Any way, he will be at the party, so you will be able to meet him early” We hopped into Dad’s big truck and headed over. I glanced over at Dad’s legs as he drove. They were like hairy tree trunks sticking out of his loose shorts. I couldn’t help, but let my eyes wonder up higher. He was wearing his blue shorts, which were some what short in length. With the sunlight coming in, I could see that his shorts were a bit see thru. I could see his long thick cock lying on his leg leg. The head was huge. I felt my cock, which seemed very small by comparison twitch and grow in my shorts. “You excited about joining the pool party this year, JJ?” Dad ask, trying to break the silence and get some small talk going. “Yes Sir.” I replied, “Just a bit nervous.” “No need to be nervous around these guys. Most are meat heads and show offs” “Yeah, but compared to the ones I know, I’m like a shrimp and skinny.” “That’s true, but they will welcome you. Hell, you might get some pointers for when I can get your ass in the gym. Get your training started.” “I can’t wait to start. I know I won’t get massive like you. You are massive all over Dad.” “Fucking right” he said. “I just want to put on some muscle so I don’t look like a boy anymore.” “We can fucking do that” Dad had started to cuss more and more around me. I felt like he was encouraging me to start using words I wasn’t allowed to say. It was awkward as well. I glanced over at Dad’s legs and crotch. His cock had grown some and the big head was sticking out of the leg of his shorts. I swallowed hard as it twitched, exposing more of this thick shaft. I could see the veins in the shaft. His cock was vascular just like his muscled body. As we turned into the parking lot of the liquor store, it bounced a little going over the bump in the parking lot. We parked right in the front. There was only one other car in the lot, another big ass truck like Dad’s. “Looks like Big John is the only one here.” Dad said shutting off the truck. I looked around as I undid my seat belt. “We will get personal service with just us here.” We both got out of the truck. When I came around front, Dad was fixing his shorts, putting the head of his cock back in his shorts and adjusting himself. He was still sporting a semi as we walked in. “Jack” Big John yelled, “How the fuck is it hanging?” “Until a few seconds ago, out of my short legs” Big Jack laughed deeply. “Who do we have here?” “This, Big John is JJ, my son” “Well get your little ass over here and shake my hand JJ” I walked over to Big John and met him as he rounded his counter. He was as big as my Dad, but was covered in white fur and had a snow white beard. I glanced down at his crotch and saw a massive lump, in his black shorts that were similar to Dad’s. Big John gripped my hand. My hand dwarfed his and was lost inside his. “Nice to meet you Big John, Sir.” “Like wise JJ. I hear you are joining us for the pool party this year” “Yes Sir, I am.” “Well you are in for some fun, son” he said, “You two shop and let me know if you need any help. I mean any help” “Sounds good” I followed my Dad off to the first aisle. I watched his muscled ass flex as he walked. My mind wondered if his ass was as furry as the rest of him. Now that he was not in the sun. I could not see anything. “Grab some tequila” Dad said, but I didn’t hear. “Earth to JJ” he said. “Sorry Dad, my mind was wondering” “On what? The party” “A little” I replied, grabbing a bottle of tequila. “No buddy, get the one on the bottom shelf.” I squatted down to get the bottle and as I did, Dad stepped closer and his crotch was next to my head. I looked over and I could see the fabric move as his cock and balls were swinging. “Finding everything?” “Fuck Big John, we just started.” Dad said reaching for the bottle I was holding. “Grab me a couple more” I grabbed another bottle, and held it up for my Dad. My hand “accidentally” brushed up agains his crotch. He didn’t say anything or look down. I could feel my face going flush. Big John had stepped on the other side of me and was showing my Dad something on the top shelf. I looked over and his cock was swinging just like Dad’s. “Hand that bottle to me, JJ” Big John said. I lifted the bottle up to him and he thrusted his crotch out to meet my hand. I brushed up against his cock, just like I did Dad’s. My cock was now rock hard in my underwear and shorts. Thankfully, it was small and I don’t think they could tell I was hard. “What else you need” Big John asked. “Was thinking of vodka” “It’s the next aisle over” The three of us headed over to the next aisle, Dad leading, me second and Big John behind me. I could hear him smacking his lips and could feel his eyes on my ass. I went red in the face. Once in the vodka section, we stopped and Dad looked down at me. “Why are you blushing buddy? he asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. He rolled his eyes and grabbed some vodka bottles. “Got beer already” he told Big John. “How about some whiskey?” “That’s an idea” “It’s in the back of the store, along the back wall.” I walked in front of Dad, who was pushing a cart. I could hear them whispering behind me. What they were saying I don’t know. I turned around and asked: “Which bottle Dad?” To my surprise, both of their cock heads were sticking out of the leg of their shorts. Dad’s cock head had clear liquid coming out of the piss hole and Big John’s cock head was coming out of his foreskin. Fucking hot, he’s uncut. “You pick one and we will see if you choose wisely.” Dad replied. I grabbed one with a mustache on the label and showed it to Dad and Big John. “Boy has taste,” Big John said as he move his hips causing his cock to swing some and expose more of the shaft. “I think that’s it Big John” Dad said, “Have some stuff at home we can add to this” “Let’s get you checked out” Big John said with a chuckle. I followed them to the front. Big John went behind the counter and sat down on a stool, spreading his legs wide. He cock slide out more and was joined by his nut sac. I could see that his crotch hair was as white as his beard. My mouth was watering as I stared at his exposed cock and balls. I heard him clear his throat and I looked up to see him wink at me. “Got this bill on your account Jack, bill ya at the end of the month.” “We need to go, we have one more stop before this one. Heading over to Don’s Mens Wear” Dad said, “Need to get him a new swim suit.” “Have fun” Big John said. We left the store and loaded the liquor on the floor of the back seat. “Am I really getting a new swim suit Dad?” “Fuck yeah buddy” We drove off with my mind on that massive man cock of Big John.

Chapter 2 of 4. I’d been in the bathroom for like five minutes and wasn’t surprised to see Jack chatting up my boy at the bar. As I approached he waved and held up a freshly opened beer for me. ‘This round’s on me,’ he grinned. My boy patted Jack’s furry shoulder and he responded by wrapping his big paw around my boy’s left buttcheek. And he kept it there. We downed two rounds of beer pretty quickly, and I was hard the whole time. After a bit of small talk, Jack suggested we go back to his place for a nightcap. My boy eagerly nodded and demanded to leave a tip for the bartender. Jack whispered something in his ear about ‘more than just a tip,’ and then licked his neck and earlobe. My boy leaned forward over the bar to hand a wad of sweaty cash to the bartender, and Jack pressed his crotch right into my boy’s ass. Jack headed out to the street to hail a cab. My boy pushed me against the wall and kissed me, grinding his crotch into mine. ‘I want to do this. Let’s do this.’ I nodded and we headed out to see a cab pulling over. We all piled in. Jack went first, and my boy leapt in front of me so he’d be in the middle. I sat on the other side and felt my boy’s legs spread wide. Jack had his hands cupping my boy’s crotch, his fingertips teasing my boy’s taint over the fabric. The cab driver cleared his throat and I could see him watching Jack seduce my boy in the rearview mirror. He licked his lips, and asked, ‘Where to?’ Jack gave him the address saying, ‘but take the long way. I want you to enjoy the view.’ The cab driver nodded and away we went. My boy turned his face towards mine and kissed me hard. Jack kept massaging my boy’s groin and eventually undid his belt and unbuttoned his fly. Jack leaned forward and looked at me saying, ‘Help raise him up. We got to get his pants down.’ I couldn’t help but follow his command and helped my boy shimmy his jeans and jockstrap down past his knees. Jack held his palm out to me ordering me, ‘Spit!’ I did and he smeared the wetness under my boy’s balls. He repeated this with the cab driver and was rewarded with a palmful of spit which went straight into my boy’s hole. My boy writhed on Jack’s meaty fingers and kept kissing me hard. ‘Ya know what, this is fine. Stop here,’ Jack ordered. We had stopped in the warehouse district on a dark street right under a single lamppost. Jack opened his door and stepped out into the cool night air. My boy looked at me. I couldn’t tell if he was excited or terrified, but he nodded at me and followed Jack out of the cab. Jack picked him up and laid my boy on his back on the hood of the cab, his pants still bunched up on his legs. The driver and I got out and walked to the front of the car. Jack waved us over and the driver and I each took a leg and kept it hoisted high, my boy’s jeans and jock keeping his knees together. In the street light, I could see my boy’s hole, slick with spit, winking in anticipation. To be continued…

Finally the stars aligned and I was able to go to the infamous Los Angeles Cumunion at Sanctuary LAX yesterday. My work schedule never aligned before, and to be honest I was always a little worried about the crowd. I more recently embraced my slut side, and felt more comfortable going. My friend encouraged me to go, and so I made the hour drive. I arrived around 11:30. Everything was kinda makeshift, like the changing area being in the lobby near the front door. I was greeted by a couple massive cocks swinging into street clothes. Great, I came right when people were leaving. After I checked my stuff, boy was I wrong. There were still about 50 guys there in all kinds of debauchery. The smell was intoxicating, so much man musk, a heady scent of cum, ass, and sweat. I was in heaven. I peaked in all the rooms, getting a lay of the land. Bottoms ass up taking a pounding everywhere you turn. Guys making out, sucking cock, giving each other pleasure. I finally made my way to the back room; there's a large bench that can accommodate 3-4 bottoms side by side. All of the ones there were getting plowed, bred, and replaced with another cock. This night there was a good crowd, lots of hot bottoms taking all loads. Surprisingly, even more tops (I always heard its usually a ton of bottoms and no tops). It made it hard for me to pick my bottom, another hard cock swooped in constantly. The back area is noticeably warmer; sweat dripping everywhere, heightened my horniness. A bottom finally became available, a punkish white guy with short hair, just my type. His hole was very slick, a mixture of cum and lube. I stuck my cock in and was greeted by warmth and undoubtedly the feeling of cum encasing my cock. I plowed him hard and deep for only a few minutes. My jerking off, the smell, and atmosphere made me blow my load deep inside of him. I asked if he wanted my load, and he begged for it as he sucked a cock. I emptied what I could and fucked him a bit more before finally pulling out. I hung around a bit more, cooling off, getting some water. Some random guys sucking my cock, making out, and trying to shove my dick in their holes. I politely stepped away, not wanting to waste my next load on just anyone. I spotted one of my porn crushes taking loads. I wont say who he is, but he has a distinctive biohaz and back tattoo. I had my eye on him, when he made his way to the back room and found a spot on the bench. I watched him take at least 10 cocks, maybe more since I wandered now and then, and who knows how many loads. I finally got an opening and made the plunge. His hole perfectly accepting and tight, and of course slick with cum. I didn't use any lube with both guys, but the second one was noticeably wetter. I was so hot laying my hands on his back and those tattoos. He was moaning and complimenting my cock (and to be clear, my cock is very average in length, but above average in thickness with a flared top and cock head). Both of us saying fuck over and over, feeling his beautiful ass on my pelvis as I slammed into him. I didn't last as long as I wanted, but I asked if he wanted my cum. He grunted and moaned yes, begging me to breed him. I blew inside of him deep, at least 10 noticeable spasms, taking a while for me to calm down from my orgasm. All I could say was "Fuck I waited a long time to breed that hole," and slapped him on his ass. By then, things were slowing down, they were slowly closing rooms, forcing the thinning crowd to the back room. I watched other guys a bit, admired the untouchables, then decided to head out. I saw the second guy in the main area, slapped his ass, and said "that ass is better than I imagined." A lot of people had the same idea, a quarter til 1AM, leaving so there as a backlog of guys getting their bags and changing. I spent the hour drive home reliving the experience and planning for the next one. When I got home, I showered, but was so restless thinking of how much of a slut I am and what more there is to come.

The Poz Ranch Chapter One With my ear presses tightly against my bedroom door, I could hear the voices talking in the other room. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but I did recognize most of the voices. One was my dad. I never heard mom’s voice, but I think I heard her sobbing. Another voice belonged to our Pastor, but two other male voices I didn’t know. This whole situation began when my dad looked at the history on my computer and discovered I was going to gay porn sites. He freaked out. Luckily, I was out with my friends the day this happened, which allowed him to cool down a bit. When I got home, I was sat down and questions were asked. “I have seen your browser history, Cody,” dad said as he paced in front of me and mom sat quietly holding a box of tissues. “Would you like to tell us what I discovered, Cody?” dad asked. A knot was forming in my stomach and a huge lump was in my throat. My hands were sweaty. All I could do was look down at the floor. “Look at me and tell me what I discovered!” dad shouted. “I was looking at porn sites, dad” I said timidly. “What kind of porn sites?” “Gay” I relied softly. “Speak up Cody. I didn’t hear you. Your mother didn’t hear you!” “Gay” I said again, this time in my normal volume. Mom was now sobbing in her chair, head down, face hidden in her hands. “Deprived, sick, and against your religious up bringing” dad bellowed Mom’s sobs grew louder. I just sat there, looking at dad paced in front of me. “I have contacted Pastor John to see what help he can offer.” “No dad, can’t we just work this out in the family” “Not going to happen. You are sick, maybe even possessed. Pastor John will know where we can get you help” dad said. I laughed in my head when dad said I was possessed. Gay demon, that is funny. “I know there are places that will pray, work or who knows to get the gay out of you.” At that moment, I knew that my life was about to change. I had read articles about the practices of these conversions camps. You pray and they beat you, spit on you, and other horrors; to try to cure you of the sickness. Yet, I wasn’t sick, at least not in my mind. I was just me. Being gay wasn’t me entirely, just a part. “Go to your room” dad commanded, “and there you will stay” I got up and moved a distance away from him, not knowing if he would hit me as I passed. I quickly moved down the hall to my room. “I’ll bring your meals to you” mom said in between sobs. That was three days ago. I was in my room or my bathroom since. In solitary confinement. Dad had removed my laptop. I was isolated from the outside world. Bringing us back to my ear pressed to the door. If only I could hear what they were saying and plotting for my “cure.” I finally gave up and returned to my usual sitting spot on the side of my bed facing the window, watching the world go by. About a half an hour later there was a knock at my door. “Come in” I said. The door opened and instead of dad’s head popping in, it was Pastor John’s. Paster John was a rugged looking man, someone you would know think was a man of God. He was at least six foot and two hundred fifty pounds of muscle. He had dark brown hair and always a three day scruff beard on his face. “Cody, may i have a word with you?” he asked Yes, Pastor John” He walked around to where I was sitting. He gently sat next to me. “Cody, your actions have put your parents in a difficult position and with my guidance they have come to a decision, a very difficult decision. What they have agreed to is out of love not hate. I hope in time you can see that” he said. I sat silent beside him. “The two men that accompanied me to your house are representatives of a ranch out in the desert. A ranch that turns boys like you into men. It will be very hot and a lot of hard work.” Tears began to run down my checks. “In two days you will be leaving here. No need to pack any of your belongings. Everything will be provided. Buck up and prepare yourself. You have some hard times ahead of you.” That said, he got up and walked out of the room. Leaving me alone with my thoughts and tears.

I made my way up to Rick's lips and started deep kissing him, while I was kissing him he was rubbing my back and made his way to my butt grabbing each cheek.... Rick pulled away from my kiss and said boy your ass is mine and with that he rolled me over on to my back with him on top of me....I looked into those beautiful brown eyes of his and said it's yours daddy...Good boy he said has he made his way down to my cock and started licking around the head of my cock and gently using his tongue down the shaft and started licking and sucking my balls....Oh my good it felt wonderful I was in heaven. He continued alternating between sucking on my cock and giving each of my balls a tongue bath...Rick looked up at me and smiled as he pushed my legs up to expose my hole. Soon he was licking at my hole and trying to stick the tip of his tongue inside my tight hole. Oh my God I was in heaven I started moaning in pleasure, maybe a bit too loud. Rick looked up at me and said you like that but you need to keep it down a bit I dont want my neighbors to hear all of those...I apologized and said I cant help it but this is just too good. Rick looked at me and said do you trust me? I said yes of course why whats up...He said the perfect solution, he got up off of me and went over to where we stripped down and grabbed his underwear. I looked at him and said what are you doing? He came back to the bed and ordered me to open up my mouth, as I did he stuck the crotch of the underwear into my mouth and said that will help damped the noise. My cock was even more harder than it was when he was sucking on it.... Rick made his way back down to my hole and continued licking and eating out my hole to loosen it up. He would alternate between his tongue and his finger loosening me up until he said I think you are ready. After about 30 minutes he grabbed my ankles and pushed them up to rest on his shoulders. He smiled at me and said I think you are ready baby and with that he put some spit on his cock and gently pushed it into my awaiting hole., At first it was tight and hurt but I bit down on the underwear as he slide it inside of me. Once he was completely inside of me, he removed the underwear and gave me a deep kiss and said im going to give you my dna so you will have a part me inside you forever baby. With that he kept driving his cock in and out of my tight hole and with each thrust my ass craved having his cock inside of me....I could tell he was about ready to shoot his load when he started tightening up and let it all go as he filled me with his seed. Rick leaned down and started kissing me again and asked me how did you like that? I replied back i loved it and want more of his cock inside of me.

Part 4: Rogelio breeds nate. Nate gazed into Rogelio's deep brown eyes. Nate felt complete as Rogelio kissed Nate again. Nate allowed the forgein tounge to dominate him. Unlike John or the professor, Rogelio was tender with nate. Despite the jeers if the other customers Nate could only hear and see Rogelio. The smacking of nates lips agains rogelio's. Rogelio pulled off of nate's lips, lifted Nate's legs high in the air and then Rogelio bit Nates neck. With a soft sucking of rogelio giving Nate his first hickey, Rogelio's penis slowly entered Nate's hole, without any preparation. At first, Nate's hole resisted, because despite Rogelio being smaller than John, he was definitely thicker. Nate gave a high pitch groan. When rogelio was able to put the head of his penis in a miracle happened. Nate's hole started to wet itself. Nate had woken up various nights on his mission with a wetspot on his holy underwear, but always thought it was his body telling him to eat more vegerables. But Rogelio had somehow turned on his love button and caused Nate to leak clear fluid. Rogelio smiled as he then was able to shove the rest of his thick cock into Nate. Nate's pussyboy moans filled the store. Causing the crowd to fall silent. Rogelio then started to twist Nate's nipples, causing his mlans to grow louder. "Oh yes rogelio!" Nate moand. "Fuck me harder please sir!" Nate begged. Rogelio grinned as he kissed Nate's nipple and slowly, excuciatingly slowly, stared to pump his own penis in and out of Nate's hole. Up and down Nate's prostate. Rogelio then grasped two hands over Nate's throat and held tightly, but loose enough for nate to breathe. And then the real show began. The wild latino then kicked into high gear. His cock filling Nate with pride and joy. Nate's girlish slutty cries grew louder but more incoherent. "Oh fuck! Yessir! Oh god yeah!!" Rogelio matched Nate's energy. "Yes, good slut. Nice and wet and tight for papi rogelio!" Rogelio huge cock filled Nate's hole.Rogelio started to grunt like an angry ape. Which made Nate even hornier. Rogelio smiled as he saw Nate precum from his cock. "Yes boi. Time for you to be a poz slut!" Rogelio grunted. Rogelio grasped Nate's pussycock and started to jack it off. Which drove Nate over the edge. Nate exploded with cum all over his chest and new crop top. Nate's hole tightened around Rogelio's cock. Rogelio smiled. "Get up. You arent getting off that easily." Rogelio pulled out pulled Nate's crop top off and threw it to the adoring crowd. Rogelio then grabbed nate and made Nate wrap his arms.and legs around Rogelios superdefined chest and abs. Rogelio then slipped back in the hole and wildly start to fuck Nate, while walking into the crowd. Nate's post nut cries were louder and more feminine. Somehow this turned on the crowd more as Nate felt the crowd feel him and Rogelio. Then nate felt rogelio's cock grow inside him. Almost bursting his anal walls. "YES BITCH, TAKE MY POZ LOAD!! TAKE IT!" Rogelio cried as he filled Nate. Nate hardly had time to recover when Rogelio passed Nate off to the crowd. Which Nate had noticed for the first time were totally naked. Rogelio kissed Nate and Nate kissed passionately back as his anus accepeted his next visitor.

Also, when seeking a partner, don't let your eyes be bigger than your hole. He needn't have a monster dick, and for your first time bottoming, definitely don't look for that. It can have two major negatives: one, sets a false expectation for later when you bottom again with someone else. And two, he might be strong enough to rip you apart and you don't ever bottom again by choice. Average size dick is a safe and reasonable choice.

Part 3 Nate got up from the bed. The professor was quickly getting dressed. Nate walked over to his dressed and pulled out his holy white Mormon underwear. How could he wear it now. It wasnt him anymore. SMACK! Nate yelped as his ass was slapped hard by the professor. "Who gave you permission to pick out your outfit, slut?" The professor grunted Nate stared in shock. The professor continued. "You no longer have control of your body. You agreed. Master John left me in charge. Find me your shortest shorts and smallest t shirt. And hurry." Nate hurried and grabbed his 4 inch running shorts from when he did track back in high school, and an old cut off t shirt from track as well. He brought them to the professor for insoection. "Would this work?" The professor grunted. "It'll have to do. We are going shopping anyways. Put them on. We leave in 2 minutes." Nate quickly dressed. The shirt barely covered his pecs and the shorts were a size too small, his butt was on display for all to see. Nate heard the professor chuckle. " yeah, this will do slut. This will do very well, a little too long for John's taste but very acceptable lets go." Nate went to reach for his phone and wallet when he got a slap on the ass again. "No. Come." Nate quickly put on a pair of tennis shoes and followed. He felt exposed in the early summer light. He no longer had the protection of the Holy underwear to ward off unwanted advances. He followed the professor to his car in the street and saw 5 men staring at him all smiling. Nate wasnt attracted to any of them but felt very self aware. The professor guided nate into the car and started to drive. They drove for about an hour in silence. Nate got the impression if he spoje he would get punished again, and while he found out he loved spankings he didnt want to get hard. They pulled up to a sketchy strip mall and he saw it. "AL'S GAY SEX SHOP" Nates blood went cold. Surprisingly John's truck was parked out front. Next to the sex shop was a spots clothing store. Nate had never heard of the name and didnt really care. He was shaking with anxiety again. What was happening.... What had he done? The professor ordered nate out of the care abd Nate complied. John smiled. "There he is. My smooth bitch boy. Thanks professor you may go." John walked up and grabbed nate by his shorts as the professir left. "Hmmm. Good boy." John grabbed nate by his neck and kissed him. His other hand roaming the newly shaved body he lifted up the shorts about two inches and turned nate around. "Hmm. Thats about right." John's hand went up the shorts and rubbed Nate's whole. Nate gave a high pitch moan. John gave a deep chuckle. "They are going to have so much fun with you. There are only 2 rules for you slut. 1. You cant say no to anyone sexually for the next 72 hours. That also includes school on Monday. Your last day. And 2. No condoms. You are a cumpig. Break either rule and everyone you love will know how much of a whore you really are." With a swift spank John lead nate into the clothing store. Nate nodded in agreement. "Of course sir." They walked into the clothing store. There must of been 20 men there and they were all staring at Nate. Nate looked for women but couldnt see any. Nate thought that was very strange. A 6'3 jacked latino wearing a muscle shirt and sweat pants. His 8 inch schlong waving as he walked up to john and nate. His Carmel skin enhanced his muscles, making Nate hard. Reminding him of the fellow missionaries he wish he had sex with. He presentsd himself in a thick Mexican accent, "Hi, my name is Rogelio. How can I help you today?" John answered, "i need to dress my slut." Nate's jaw dropped. Rogelio smiled. "Of course. What are you looking for?" Before nate could answer John smacked his thigh. "I need 7 pairs of 3 inch shorts, 7 muscle shirts and 4 crop tops if you have them." Rogelio grinned, "of course. Do you wabt a dressing room?" Nate's mind screamed yes! But john reflected for a moment. "No. I want to get the store discount today." Rogelio smiled, "I will give you 50 percent for public.viewing and 80 percent off if I get to have sex with him." John grinned "lets do 80 percent." Nate nearly fainted in horror as Rogelio grabbed nate's shorts and lead him to the center of the store. "Undress, puto." Nate did as he was told. The other men in the store gave Wolf whistles, loud compliments, and walked towards nate. Nate loved the attention he felt as he was naked, he was free. But his nerves made him soft. But before too long Rogelio reappeared with pastel colored shorts. They were all shorter than Nates shorts. He quickly put on a bright blue pastel. Rogelio whistled, "you pick them good John. Hmm. I may give what you want for free if i can keep him for the night." John chuckled. "I got some more training to do. Maybe next week." Next week? Nate thought he would be done Monday. His graduation was nexg week. Rogelio gave nate a small pink crop too to wear and it was so snug bate saw his nipple through his shirt. "Thats it. It all fits. Now i want my prize." Rogelio grinned at john. john nodded. "Ok, slut. Undress me." Rogelio stepped up on the stand and nate kneeled before him. Nate untied his shoes and took them off quickly as well as tve socks. Nate got hard as he ubdressed Rogelio which impressed the group watching as he felt a soft smack on his ass and john yelling at someone to wait his turn. Nate reached and pulled down the sweat pants, Rogelio's hard dick slapped Nates face causeing nate to smile. John and Rogelio shared a smile knowing, Nate was never going back in the closet again. Nate started to lick Rogelio's cock when he got a smack on his face. Nate looked sorrowfully up. Rogelio replied to the sad looking cockslut. " I said undress me. Bitch." Nate quickly obeyed pulling the sweatpants off of Rogelio and for good measure kissed his feet. Which tasted really good, like vanilla. Nate shook his head and stood up. Taking off the muscle shirt exposing the Mexican sex god in all of his glory. Rogelio smiled, and kissed nate deeply. Rogelio guided nate off the stand and over to the cash register desk. He motioned for nate to sit on the desk, which nate did like a good little pussyboy. Rogelio whispered in Nate's ear. "I have HIV. Does the bother you?" Nate said, "no sir". But it shook him to his core. Nate was a virgin 24 hours ago. He was now going to have HIV. Nate then smiled. He was free. He could do anything. Nate smiled as Rogelio told Nate to lay back and slipped him out of his new short shorts. ______________________________________________ Part 4 coming later tomorrow. Rogelio poz breeds Nate.

***Ok this is my first attempt at a story*** My name is Jack i'm 26 6ft and weight in about 150. I have a hard time putting on muscle but I keep hitting the gym. After a stressful week I figured i would hit the gym after work. It was busy tonight, as I started hitting the machines I saw this daddy that was built like a brick house....He was shorter than me and built with tattoos on his arms...Seeing a guy with tattoo's makes me weak in the knees. I put my airpods in my ears and found a good alternative station to listen to while I was working out....As I made my way through the gym to where the smith machines were at I found an open machine. With my luck I wasn't the only one interested in using this open machine, it was the daddy i was staring at earlier. He smiled at me and introduced himself saying his name is Rick, I said good to meet you Rick I am Jack....Rick suggested we share the machine and take turns lifting.. I said that's a great idea....Rick asked me what type of workout am i looking for, to be honest I said I'm really trying to build up my chest and um well um i couldn't help but notice you have a nicely built chest. Rick smiled at me and said it didn't come all at once, it takes work. We worked out together that evening, Rick showing me some tips and how to build up my chest as well as my shoulders and back...it was good...When he was spotting me while i was benching i couldn't help to look up his shorts and see part of his cock and hairy balls....I was so turned on my shorts started to tent up. Rick smiled at my and said looks like I have your attention...I blushed so red I probably blended in well with my tank top....Rick just laughed it off and said it's ok happens to him all the time as well... After our workout we headed to the locker room to shower and change. Rick was not shy showing his body off. The tattoo's on his arms were only part of the tattoo's he had some interesting design on his body but one caught my eye it was a biohazard symbol on his stomach....If your not doing anything tonight let's go for a drink and i can tell you more about that tattoo...But first we need to shower and clean up don't want to go out smelling sweaty, lead the way Jack and with that he slapped my ass. My mind was swirling damn this daddy is hot and i want to ride that cock of his.... As we walked out the gym Rick asked me if he could ride with me to a place he knew that had a great crowd and cheap drinks....I said sure, so we made our way to this little dive bar not too far from the gym. There were a few cars but not that many it was kind of slow for a Friday night. The place was dimly lit but had some good music playing in the background...Rick ordered us a couple of drinks and we toasted to working out. We ended up drinking for a few hours and I started to feel buzzed, I must admit I am a light weight when it comes to drinking..Rick looked at me and said I think we should head out, we started towards my car and he stopped me before I could get to my car and said you are in no position to drink, I live close to here lets walk to my place sleep it off for a bit and then you can come get your car..I responded wait no I cant leave my car here what if something happens to it, Rick held me close to him and said it's ok I know the owner and he will watch it for you...With that Rick went into the bar to find the owner and came back out 15 minutes later...As he came out he slapped me on the ass and said ready to go Jackie boy...I looked at him and said lead the way daddy...that must have hit him as he game me this smirk.... We started heading towards Rick's place it wasn't too far from the bar maybe about 10 minutes....He opened up the door and said after you...I walked in and it was a cute place very neat and clean which impresses me...I am not a fan of dirty houses...Rick guided me towards the kitchen and opened up the refrigerator and got me a bottle water. He drink this, you don't want to dehydrate yourself.....we talked a bit in the kitchen leaning against the counter and then he said Jack there is something i want to do right now., would you be ok if I kissed you? I looked into his eyes and said No, I want you to kiss me...with that he moved closer and we started deep kissing each other tasting the alcohol we enjoyed together at the bar. Rick broke away from the kiss grabbed my hand and said come with me.... Rick guided me into the bedroom and we started undressing each other, then climbing into bed kissing and making out. I got on top of him and started kissing his pecs and making my way down to his cock...what a beautiful cock it was, it was long maybe about 6 inches but it was thick and uncut. Oh that's the second thing I love is uncut cocks YUMMY. I started to use my tongue inside the foreskin and looking up at him I could see him smiling and moaning in pleasure, he said that's a good boy take care of daddy's cock... I stopped for a minute and said Yes Sir...OH I love how that cock filled my mouth and tickled the back of my throat, i then moved down to his balls and started sucking on the balls taking each one into my mouth and sucking on them...Rick loved that he said you are good boy taking care of daddy's cock...but now it's my turn to take care of you boy.. More to come....

The Old Cemetery Chapter Two I took all afternoon noon preparing what he called my boy was nice and clean. I had to guess how to do it, so it was a little trial and error, but eventually I got myself ready. I told mom, I had too much soda today and didn’t want dinner. I went to my room and laid in bed trying not to stroke my cock. I wanted to save it for whatever was going to happen tonight. One thing that I knew was predictable was that my parents went to bed at nine o’clock exactly. It’s what they had done for decades. I knew their pills would kick in and they would be dead to the world, so to speak. Dressed in only my loose gym shorts and tennis shoes with a bag containing shorts (just in case). I jump on my bike and headed to the other side of town, then down a country road that went along the old cemetery. There was a small wooded area near the back of the cemetery where I could stash my bike and bag. It took about fifteen minutes to get to the woods. My stomach was in knots with anticipation and fear of what I was getting myself into. I dropped my bike to the ground and hid behind a small bush, watching. It wasn’t long until I saw two men walking between the old headstones. They were wearing dark clothes, what looked like a cape with a hood and a mask. The mask freaked me out. It was one I had read about in the library when I was researching the plague. It was had a bird-like beak which was to protect them from being infected with the Black Death. What the fuck was this. I watched as they walked with the moon shining behind them, outlining their silhouette. They moved silently in the night towards a very large mausoleum. Before they entered, they both looked around as to make sure no one was around then quickly entered. As soon as the door shut, I moved from behind the bush and made my way to the mausoleum. I stooped down and stopped behind a few headstones, until I was at the door. I looked around and made sure no one was about and quickly stepped inside. It was almost pitch black in darkness inside. The only light was from two candles inside a dirty fixture handing from the ceiling. I moved in slowly, my cock growing inside my short. I kept low to the ground and stopped at a corner where the hall I was in became a T intersection. I looked to my right and saw them. Six men all dressed the same: dark clothing, cape with a hood and the black death mask. I held my breath as I listened to their chant. Mors Sanctus Currere Per Viens Labem Semen Meum Alii Possint Maculare Contagia They chanted this thirteen time from my count. I was about to get up and run, but it was then after they had done chanting that they started to remove their clothing. I watch as each man removed their black capes first. Then they removed their shirts, exposing their massive pecs. I stared at the hairy one wondering if it was Mac’s. Soon their shoes were kicked off and they made little piles of their clothing along the walls. The foot odors were overwhelming. I watch their hands unbutton their pants, then unzip them and drop the to the floor. Bending over I saw them step out of them and put them on the pile. Each man was undressed and soon began to stroking their cocks. I gasped and alerted them to my presence. Before I could get up and run, one of the men grabbed my arm, keeping me from escaping. “Well, well, well” the voice under the mask said, “who do we have here?” “I recognized him,” another voice said, “That’s Cole” “Cole?” asked another voice. I recognized that voice that was Principal Jackson. I swallowed hard. The men had not stopped stroking their thick hard cocks. Their piss slits were leaking clear pre-fuck juice. “Bring him over to me” Principal Jackson demanded. I was dragged over to him. His body was amazing. Huge muscles and furry. I felt my cock throb in my shorts and my mouth started to produce spit. “Get those fucking shorts off of his ass” he said. I felt multiple hands grab my short, some at the waist band, some at the legs. Without warning they pulled. The fabric gave way instantly. I felt the cool air in the mausoleum flood over my naked body. “Look how hard his cock is!” someone said. “Let’s get a look at that hole” a voice said, “I have lusted after that ass during physical education for years.” Fuck that’s Coach Woods. I now knew three of the men in the mausoleum. I wondered who the others were. I was turned around and bent over. My ass spread open revealing my pink virgin pucker. “Look at that pucker,” Mac said, “It’s going to feel good around my thick meat. I am going to stretch him open” I felt fingers probing my hole, slowly running circles around my sensitive ring. I felt hot air on my hole, then suddenly it was wet. Someone had spit on it. “Shove a finger up that fuck hole” Coach Woods said, “Shove it in deep” The anonymous finger pushing in hard and was soon deep in my hole. I moaned from the pain. I felt my hole twitched as the finger slid out and back in. “Open that tight hole” a voice said, “Let’s initiate him into the Death Club” Panic over too me again. “Let’s get him on his back and his legs up in the air,” someone said. “Fuck, those feet will touch God when we are through”

I was totally surprised...I had been negative and at the time for a few years..an almost zero sex life...I was no saint, but I had not done anything risky...so I took it very hard, but it was also when the single pill regimens were coming online, as well as the concept of a <20 vL and a new term of "undetectable" was becoming more and more common with access to meds. It took a few months but I took it in stride. I had great care as I was still in the Army at the time. The fear and stigma were and still are the greatest challenges. HIV criminalization was the greatest fear and sad reality which impacted my life and career. HIV is easily managed and controlled. The stigma is not. For the newly diagnosed...reach out to others living with HIV and find your tribe and family.

My reaction was from a hospital bed, where a doctor informed me that I'd come within a few hours of dying from AIDS-related double pneumonia, and gave me my numbers. CD4 cell count of 34 and viral load of 106,000 - first thing I thought about was the guys I must have impregnated without knowing and that really turned me on.

Dad’s Pool Party Chapter Two Dad drove quickly down the streets, turning on ones I’ve never been on taking me to areas I’ve never seen. It looked more industrial than a business area. It was looking a bit shady the further we went. “Almost there buddy” “Where are we going Dad?” “The best men’s shop in town.” he replied with a smile. He pulled the truck into the lot of an old warehouse. No signage on the building or the door, which was an old rust metal one. No windows, nothing. “Come on” he said, “Don’s waiting” We jumped out and headed to the front door. Dad pulled on the rusty metal door and we went in. It was very warm inside the shop. Rack and racks of all kinds of men’s clothing was around the room. “You made it” a deep voice from the back of the store said. “Had to stop and pick up some adult beverages for the party” Dad replied. I watched as a dark hair, bearded, olive skinned man walked towards us. He was a big bodybuilder just like Dad and Big John. He’s shorts were blue like Dad’s and his cock and balls were swinging. “This your boy?” “The one and only,” Dad replied, “He’s joining the party this year. Need a new suit” “I got some good ones in” he said, “Let me lock the door and we can get started” “JJ see that red curtain over there to the right?” Dad asked. I nodded. “That’s the fitting room, go in and strip down” he said. My face went red with embarrassment. “Don’t be shy or embarrassed. It’s just us guys. I will be right outside of the red curtain. Now hop to it. Don and I are going to get some swim suits for you to try on and model for us” I went over and pulled the curtain aside and went in. The room was lined with mirrors from floor to ceiling. I could hear Dad and Don selecting suits as I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my socks. I pulled my tee shirt over my head exposing my smooth chest. I admired my small frame in the mirror. I tossed my shirt on my shoes. Hooking my fingers in my short’s waist band I push my shorts and underwear down to my ankles, bending over with my ass to the red curtain. I stepped out of them and kicked them to my shoes. I meaty, hairy olive skin hand reached in and grabbed my clothes. “Hey” I said. “Don’t worry. I will give them back. Don’t need you to trip over them” The red curtain was pulled aside, exposing my nakedness to the store main floor. I was about to cover my crotch, but decided not to. “An exhibitionist just like his Dad” Dad handed me a red, skimpy speedo to try on. I looked at it funny. I had never worn a swim suit like this. “Go on” Dad said, sitting on a chair that he moved in front of the dressing room. I watched as he spread his legs. I stared at his crotch’s reflection in the mirror, as I stepped into the suit. It covered me but not by much, some of my ass cheeks were out in the back and my cock and balls had just some room to cover them. Don stepped forward and ran his hand over my ass and then moved to the front, sliding his finger inside the side of the front pouch. His finger rubbed against my cock and over my balls. I watched Dad’s hand move from the arm of the chair into his lap. “Don’t like that one” Dad said. “Strip it off and I will get you another one” Don said. I hooked my finger in the waist band and push it down. I bend over and my ass came into Dad’s view. I could feel the heat of the air move in between my ass cheeks. I knew my hole was in view. I was flashing my Dad my hole. Don picked up the suit off the floor and handed me a black one. This one was a sting bikini, black. I stepped into the suit and pulled it up. I watched Dad’s hand move in his lap. My mind screamed: He’s playing with his cock!! My ass cheeks were half exposed and my cock and balls just fit inside the pouch, one wrong move and they would popped out. “Turn around so I can see” Dad said. I did as I was told. “I like that one” Don said. “Me too.” Dad replied, “Set it aside as a maybe” I didn’t hesitate, I stripped it off, this time with my ass to the mirror. I could see through my legs my ass and watched my cheeks part. Don took that suit and handed me another. It was hot pink. “Pink Dad? Really?” I asked “Men wear pink” When I stepped in it, I discovered it was a thong, a hot pink thong. I pulled it up and looked at my Dad. His fingers were inside the leg of his shorts. Don moved over and ran his finger in between the thong part and my ass. “This goes in your ass crack buddy” he said. “Turn and face the mirror” Dad said. Don stepped closer, his crotch was barely rubbing against my hand. He was looking at my Dad. I watched Dad’s crotch in the mirror. “Didn’t we have a string bikini thong, same color picked out” “I’ll get it” replied Don. I took off the thong with my ass towards Dad. I could see between my legs he had something in his hand. Fuck was he playing with his cock out in the open? Don handed me the new suit. I looked at his reflexion in the mirror. His cock was hard and sticking out the leg of his shorts. It looked long and thick. I stepped into the string bikini thong. I smiled. I liked this one. It was smaller in the pouch and made me look like I had a bigger cock than I did. The string in my crack would take some getting use to. “I see you like that one” Dad said. “I do Dad” I replied, “Do you think it would be okay to wear this at the pool party” “Fuck yeah” Dad said. I stepped out of the dressing room and closer to Dad. He ran his hand over my chest. “Why don’t you get a new suit Dad” “I think I will” he replied. “Don can you pick me out a couple to try on. You know what I like” Don moved into the store as Dad stepped into the dressing room. I sat in the chair, spreading my legs just like him. I watched as he stripped. I watched closely when he bent over and dropped his shorts. His ass and crack were hairy. I even got a view of his hole. My eyes grew big when I saw that. In the mirror I could see his thick, veiny cock. It had to be about nine inches. His nuts were huge too. Don came back with a few suits and handed Dad a blue bikini similar to mine. I watched closely as he stepped in it. The string invaded his crack and he pulled the pouch over his cock and balls, using the bikini to bounce them in. He then turned and I got a front view. His cock and balls barely fit inside the pouch. When he turned I could see inside the pouch. “You think I should wear this one son?” he asked. “Think you should Dad?” “I think the guys would get a kick out of it.” I looked over at Don who was licking his lips and running his finger tip around his cock head, causing it to leak. “I’ve seen you wear less” Don said. “Okay we will take them” “Wear the home?” Don asked, “or should I bag them up” “Bag our clothes, we will wear them home” Don collected our clothes and went to the counter. We both walked over. Behind the counter Don was openly playing with his cock, this time he had it and his balls pulled out and was stroking. “I put it on your bill” Don said. “Thanks” “JJ, if you ever want to make some money, I could use a boy like you to help about” “Maybe after the party you could start helping about here” “I would like that” He got our clothes and headed out the door. I moved quickly to the truck. Dad unlocked his side and got in. I was standing on the passenger side waiting. My ass exposed to all the world to see and who ever drove by. “Dad!” With a click my door unlocked and I climbed in. I have to say it felt good wearing almost nothing in the heat. I looked over at Dad who was smiling at me. I glanced down and saw his cock pointing outwards, stretching out his pouch. “Let’s get home” With that he drove off and headed home.

Not everyone likes this,and I was pretty late to the party in trying it.A young man and I had been flirting for a while and finally wound up at a motel naked buzzed on weed.His cute lil ass winked at me as he was on all fours looking over his shoulder at me....took a good hit of poppers and stuck my tongue against his pucker,then felt it yield then tighten up,then yield again.He had never been rimmed and I had never done this either but it was an intoxicatingly consuming experience.Feeling him openning up,thrusting gently against my face and tongue.My cock hard and dripping throbbing at the prospect of fucking him.He oppened up so my tongue raced into him again and again.Pulled my tongue out and ran it up his spine and kissed his neck as my hard cockhead speared him and sank into his still quiverring hole.Hard fast fuck and cumming deep him still pushing back on me...it was so fucking intense!Don't do it very often but rimming is a fast track to fucking for some.:)

Two anon loads in the park bathroom pushed against a dirty toilet. Hot getting bred in a public restroom. Anon loads make it even better. Do you agree?

As a fairly petite top, but decently hung, this definitely resonates well. Love feeling a small bottom work hard on my cock as I really stretch him out good and move him around to hit all the spots in there. But ya having a taller bigger fella with a steel belted cunt you can just pound out isn’t the worst time 😉

chapter three it must have been less than 5 minutes with him lay there, exposed and hole starting to drip that toxic load out of him onto the cold club floor, but must have felt an eternity for my guy. I briefly looked up to see who was around and just as I did so someone came out of the dark and moved between my leaking partners legs. He was over six feet tall, had broad shoulders, and dressed head to toe in black leather. He stood out in the club as he clearly enjoyed the gym, but had just hit that sweet spot of toned, muscular but not overbuilt. He was wearing black boots, leather jeans and a black biker jacket open with nothing under it. I could see his amazing body and then there was that face, just a bit of stubble on his dark tanned skin and blue eyes that stood out in the dark. He was stunning, I could see that, but my man had no idea who was stood rubbing between his legs. I could tell the leather guy was shy, almost a bit of a newbie to the scene by the way he did not just help himself, but looked to me for approval. I moved down to stand behind him and leaned him a little closer in so he could kiss my boy. I must have unleashed an animal as the leather guy just started kissing and spitting into my guy's mouth. I started to rub his cock through his leathers and that's when I found it. He must have been at least 8 inches and was not even fully hard. I unzipped and lowered his jeans so his cock could rest against my boys lubed up cock and balls. He stood back up straight and leaned back to me asking “is this guy poz?”, “not sure now, he took a poz load earlier” was all I could whisper back. The idea of my guy being poz made me so hard. The leatherman carried on “that's cool then, was checking as I’m strictly poz for poz fucks”. That answered my question before I even asked it. He stepped back a bit and then just pushed slowly into his hole to the root. He was not going to hold off or take his time, he knew what he wanted, as my other half groaned deeply. He started to fuck his hole using the last guy's load as lube, the sling moved back and forth so he could push in and rock back and forth along with his cock. I stood back and watched, letting him just use my guy, who had not asked questioned or even checked i was still there. The leather guy was building speed and starting to talk dirty right in my guys blind folded face. “you like that raw dick in you? you want my cum? you REALLY want it? you want me to breed you? Tell me how badly you want it!” he said it “breed you” but would my other half work out what he meant? would he pull back in shock? The all I heard was his voice in the dark, “breed my fucking filthy loaded hole with your seed!”, what the fuck! This was so hot it pushed the leather man over the edge and he just pushed in deep, grunting slightly and his hips jolting as he shot stream after stream of poz cum into my guy. He stood there inside him for a few minutes to catch his breath, and then leaned forward to tell him “your one sloppy slut back there, and so fucking hot. If you want to see who just shot in you, just look for the leather man with the wet dick. I might need to get you in leather soon as it would suit your look if your up for it.” the only reply he got back was “ANYTHING you want to do to this body you can. You breed it, you own it”. With that, he kissed him deeply again, pulled his softening cock out of my guys hole, and vanished back off into the dark of the club.

Bottoms are constantly complaining they're not getting enough cock .... well, maybe if you dropped the size queen fetish you might. I have a nice thick cock that fucks really good and never disappoints and big balls that shoot a real good load but a lot of bottoms say "sorry, I never connect with anyone less than 14 inches". or their ads say "HUGE cocks only'. Listen boys, step outta the porn film and into real life and you might be laid more often. End of rant.

While this is all fiction, I would love this to happen in real life. We had been planning on going out for a while. We rarely go to fetish club nights but at the annual fetish week we tend to hit a few events. The other half is two yearsyounger than me, six foot tall, blonde hair and blue eyes. He looks about 25, and has a thin toned body. This of course makes him very popular when it comes to play sessions, but he tends to not play to much, getting shy at clubs or not making the first move. This time it was going to change, or at least I hoped it would. We had both put rubber on for the evening. I was in my full suit, black and blue codpiece, and he was in his black rubber chaps with a yellow stripe, a jock and a black and yellow harness. You can tell, he was more into piss play, but I loved cum play. I was not really a chaser as on prep, but loved playing with Poz guys and cum-swapping with them, but my other half never took to prep, but always played safe. Different horses for different courses you could say. Knowing that a Poz loads was into me was hot as hell To me, but not his thing at all. Tonight, I wanted the other half to feel that, but not sure he would take to being fucked openly in a club. After being in the club for an hour and chatted to a few people he went off to the piss play space. I saw him getting into it and getting wet, but also more horny and for the first time in ages bending over more around guys. Clearly he was in the mood to be fucked. This got me rock hard, and also thinking. I left him to it and went for a walk about the club. After 15 minutes I saw a skin guy, looked about 30, cock out and clearly wanting to get some action. He had his bleacher jeans open, an alpha jacket on, polo shirt and looked cute as fuck, not like most skins in the club. I went over and started to rub his cock and went to suck it a bit getting that salty precum taste in my mouth. Just when I was getting into it the other half came over to join. He was still a bit wet and smelling of piss and rubber. He pulled my head up to kiss me and rubbed his arse off the skin guy, sliding between us to face me, with his arse to the skin. It looked really hot his bare arse showing through his chaps and rubber jock. The guy groaned a bit and started to rub his cock off my other half arse. We kept kissing and he was getting a lot more into it. Breathing heavy, thrusting and rubbing off me. I moved back a little but he carried on. That's when I realised the skin was inside him. I reach round, and no rubber on his cock, but my guy did not know. I thought about tell him but he was really into this guys cock inside him, so I just carried on too. The guy was building pace a bit but kept slowing off as well. Clearly me was holding off trying to cum just yet. After 15 minutes of the guy raw inside my other half, he was sweaty, and took off his jacket, that's when I looked over my guys shoulder, and saw biohazard tattoo on the skins arm. Of course with his back to him my partner could not see. Undetectable guys tend to play raw more, but thought best to check. I stopped kissing my guy to kiss the skin lad, making my partner bend right over so the skin could go in deeper. We made out for a few minutes and I whispered in the skins ear, ”nice tatt, your undetectable right?”, he went back to kissing me and then whispered back, ”no mate, toxic at the moment”. He's been fucking my guy raw for at least 20 minutes now, raw, working his Poz cock into him. I should tell my other half but this guys slowed down fucking, so clearly holding off cumming. I asked if he was close, and he smiled. He leaned in and said ” I've already cum once, but I just want to work that load deeper. He's so wet and lose now, it's been a big dump in him.” Before I knew it, he we building speed again, and this time I held his hips deep and hard as he fucked my guy. He was going to drop a second toxic load into him, and my guy had no idea if was Poz. My guy reached behind him, feeling the guys we about to cum, and roughly pulled the skin deep as he could just as he was cumming. Loading telling the skin ”fuck me hard, make me your fucking skin boy”. He came loudly and grunted as he loaded him for the second time. My guy did not let him pull put, and held his hips keeping him inside him. Still inside his arse, the skin pulled the black bomber jacket back on, covering his tattoo up. As he pulled out my guys arse, I saw cum dribble a bit out of him, and a the skin had a small red smear down his shaft. He must really have been going on rough. He fingered my guys arse hard, making his gasp, then kissed his neck and walked away. I went back to kissing my other half, him not knowing the toxic cum working it's way into his body

Hi everyone, just an update. I'm completely vaccinated and since things are getting back to being sleazier around here, more guys are willing to hook up, which is great. Been dealing with some stuff at home, my family saw an anti-condom post I put on facebook, but that's being dealt with and I'm not ashamed. I'm seeing a great Mentor. We're not an exclusive couple, so feel free to fuck me if you want. He's really great at teaching me to be more obedient, sleazier 🙂 I'm still untested for HIV but pretty sure like 99% sure I'm poz. People ask why I'm not tested and it's mainly because my Mentor is detectable and if I get tested it would take the specialness of our insemination sessions together. I also have a chat group that's kinda a support group for subs like me under 21 that can't go to the bars. It's kind of a network to help us deal with issues like discrimination, stigmas and negativity concerning being chasers or just bareback only subs. If you're under 21 and feel alone or working through the acceptance of being a bb sub hmu. I'm still working through the issues of becoming more out and public about being a sub/cumdump/chaser, also with dating much older men, but have made some progress thanks to my Mentor. Peace everyone! Sub slave Eric. w1ckr fuckboyeric

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

(This story is pure fictional) Part I : Who’s next?! Joey is only 21 and made a fortune with posting videos YouTube. For more than 4 years, mostly teenage girls have watched him doing stupid stunts and pranks without his shirt on. His followers fantasize about him, his muscled bronzed torso, his long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. What they don’t know is that Joey also has a depraved dark side. In the last 2 years he created a gang of 9 fit, hung boys between 18 and 21, and together they prey on mostly hot, straight boys to convert them and add to his gang. 2 boys started gay and 7 boys are straight/bi guys that got converted into predators with a high vl. All boys share the same pozz dna that they got from Joey. (How Joey got pozzed and depraved, I will explain in a later story.j Joey and his gang are chilling at the skate park, when a voice asked, “Are you that Joey guy from the videos”. Joey turns around and looks in to the eyes one of the most gorgeous guys he seen. “Yes i am!” Joey replies. “My ex-girlfriend, the whore, is a big fan. So if i can make a photo together then the bitch will be fucking jealous!” the boy says. “Sure,” Joey replies and takes his pose. “Thanks! Have a great day” says the boy. “Wait! … You look like a cool dude, soon do you want to join us?” Joey answers. The boy says “Sure! I’m Omar”. “Omar, you’re not really dressed for hanging out?!” Joey tells him. Omar answers him and says “I know I just got off from work!”. “Get the backpack” Joey orders the boys. One of the boys hands him the bag and Joey takes out a short and a shirt, hands them to Omar and says “Keep it!”. Omar stutters and says “Thanks! But these are very expensive”. “Not for me!” He smiles and then orders Omar to put them on. This will give Joey a chance to admire the Moroccan boy. Omar removes his shirt and trousers without showing any shame. The boys see his light-colored hairless athletic body and a huge limp cock between his legs. Joey says “why would your girlfriend leave that donkey dick?!”. “I kicked her out because she didn’t want to try anal!” Omar replies laughing. All the boys start laughing. “A fan offered to be my and my boys personal slut this evening. She is hot and a total whore. Definitely in to anal and dp. Do you want to join us in my penthouse in fucking her all night!” Joey asks him out of the blue. “Hell! Yeah!” Omar replies, not knowing that there is no fan and that he’s going to be the bitch that get fucked all night. Omar’s life will change forever. Part II : Getting him high The boys arrive at Joey penthouse and start taking of their shirts. “Get comfortable! Want a drink?” Joey asks. “Yes please!” Omar says while taking of his shirt and takes place on the big leather sofa. Joey hands Omar his drink and takes a big gulp of his own. The boys all take a seat in the big living room and start drinking. Omar takes his first gulp of the very sweet beverage not knowing that the taste is to mask the G that is added. All boys drink the same G-laced concoction. One of the boys starts handing out pills. “Viagra! So you can keep a hard-on all night!” Joey explains. The boy hands Omar his pill - a fake one that does nothing. The rest of the boys swallow their real pills while Omar swallows his fake one. They going to reprogram him by making him into a willing bottom for all their pozz loads. His big dick will come in handy the next time they convert a boy. Joey puts his drink down and says “Let’s get in the mood… she will be here in approx 45 minutes… Let’s welcome her with a parade of big hard dicks.”. A huge screen slowly drops down from the ceiling and the lights get dimmed. Trance music begins to play and on the big screen straight porn starts to play. Within a few minutes all boys are rubbing their hardening dicks. Joey gets out a pipe with Tina and starts heating it and takes some hits. Omar’s head begins to feel light and starts staring at Joey smoking his pipe. “Wanna try? It get you so damn horny. We all love this shit!” Joey asks. Omar nodds and Joey starts heating the pipe, put it between Omar lips and orders him to take a deep hit. “Keep it in for 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… and exhale!” Joey tells Omar. A big cloud of smoke leaves Omar’s mouth while the T starts to cloud Omar’s mind. “Take another bigger one” Joey orders Omar. The whole procedure repeats itself several time. Joey knows now that he can start the conversion. The porn switches to young raunchy guys fucking and seeding a small boy. Omar is looking at it and starts to get horny. The T has a firm grip on him. Joey begins to kiss Omar’s neck and begins working up. Their eyes meet, their lips touch and they begin to kiss. Four other boys get closer. They remove Omar’s shorts and a half stiff dick begins is in reach. One boys swallows the big dick whole, Omar starts to moan while locked in a deep kiss. Omar’s big dick starts to harden and filling the boy his throat. Two other boys lift up Omar’s legs and with the other hand they start pinching his nipples softly. Omar moans louder as the boy that’s sucking the cock lubes up finger and begins working it up Omar’s ass. Omar starts moaning deeper and his ass starts relaxing. Then the boy takes out his finger and takes a big shard of tina and begins working it deep in Omar’s ass. A burning sensation fills Omar’s ass, slowly it turns in to a warm feeling that covers his body. When the T reaches his brain he surrenders to this new horny state of mind. Joey stops kissing him. “You are so hot! I want you to join me. Quit that stupid job. Like these boys, I can give you everything you desire.” Joey whispers in his ear. Omar nods. Joey continues and says “In exchange I only ask one thing and that is that you do what I ask you… I don’t want to hear NO! Deal?”. Omar nodds again. “Okay! Just sit back and enjoy the ride!” Joey grins. Omar doesn’t understand. Joey drops his short and a dick bigger than Omar pops out. “Grab his arms” he orders 2 other boys, while kneeling in front of Omar’s spread ass. He starts lubing up his dick and placing the tip at Omar’s ass-lips. Omar realises what is about to happen and opens his mouth “N…”. ‘Smack’. Joey hit Omar hard across his face. “I told you… don’t say NO!” Joey says with a loud firm voice. Before Omar can say something else Joey begins to push his huge cock in that virgin ass. Omar starts screaming while the cock splits him in half. “Yeah! I like destroying tight straight asses” Joey grunts. After a few minutes Joey is ball deep inside Omar. The screams fade. Omar’s ass starts to accept the big dick filling him. “Strap!” Joey orders. Two boys stretch Omar’s arm while a third ties it of. Omar feels a fast stab in his arm. “Ready for you new life?!” Joey asks while the strap gets released. A warm feeling takes over Omar’s body, he starts to cough, and his brain gets overloaded by new hot feelings. The ass starts to relax and this is Joey’s signal to start pulling back. When the big cock is nearly out he plunges it back in. Omar gasps for air. Joey starts pumping the ass that get’s looser with every stroke. Joey starts asking questions like “YOU LOVE IT?”, “YOU WANT IT HARD?”, “ARE YOU MY SLUT?”. All get answered with a load moan. “BEG FOR IT!” Joey orders. “Please, give it to me hard. I’m your slut. I love it so much!” Omar moans. “I want to cum deep in you… Breed you… make you one of us!” says Joey. Omar replies with “YESSSSS! I WANT IT SO BAD!”. “Are you filming this? i want to see the look in his eyes when it hits home!” Joey ask the boys. Omar looks confused. “Yeah! We document all conversions… We all have a video with us accepting our new life!” Joey says before he lets out a big grunt. His cock begins to pump an enormous flow of cum inside Omar. “Feel the cum filling you up. Not long now before my dna is entering your bloodstream. Poisoning your blood with the gift i once got!”. Omar eyes are wide open. He begins to struggle. ‘Smack’. Again Joey slaps his face saying “to late now”. He begins to pump his big cock inside the ass again. Harder and harder. Omar moans loud while the cum drips out his ass with each stroke. Again a load grunt and Joey starts to fill the ass with a second big load. Then he pulls out his cum dripping. “He’s ready for your filthy pozz seed” Joey says laughing. The boys give Omar a second slam before fucking him one by one. After the last boy a huge puddle of cum is laying on the floor under Omar’s ass. The ass is wide open and dripping cum. Part III : CUMMING SOON!!!

The Poz Ranch Chapter Two Two nights later a loud bang woke me from the first deep sleep that I had after learning my fate. I sat up quickly in bed and listened for more noise. What I didn’t hear was my parents moving about. Suddenly my bedroom door flew open and a bight light was shined in my face. I put my hand up to cover my eyes, but someone grabbed it and pulled both of my arms behind my back. I felt something course being wrapped around my wrist. The light drew closer to my face as the person who tied my wrists moved towards my ankles. “Don’t fight us boy. This can happen the easy way or the hard way” a deep voice said as a gloved hand slapped me up beside my head. I tried to move my legs apart and hold them, but I was quickly over powered. One hand held my legs together as the other tied them together. “Bet this little faggot got a hard on in his white briefs” Both men laughed. “Dad!!” I shouted, but a clothe was quickly shoved into my mouth. “They are not home fag boy. So they can’t help you. No one can help you” Soon a dark fabric bag was put over my head and I was lost in darkness. I was picked up and carried from my room. Knowing the layout of the house, I was taken to the garage. I was placed inside a vehicle. “You fucking keep quiet or I’ll stuff something bigger into your mouth.” the deep voice man said. The vehicle backed out of the garage and drove down our drive way. I had no idea when I would see the house again, let alone my parents. I laid in the back of the vehicle for hours. I had no way of tracking the time. I dozed off and on while we traveled. The men stopped somewhere, but I was left in the vehicle. It was getting hotter as we traveled and I was sweating. “Another hour faggot.” the deep voiced man said, “And the fun will begin.” When we stopped, I was lifted out of the vehicle and carried into a building. I heard the door slam behind us. We traveled a short way into the building. I was lifted high in the air and was seated in a cold metal chair. “Cut the briefs off, then restrain him to the chair. Let’s get a look at the new boy” I head a new voice say. I heard a click and felt cold metal being slid into the side of my briefs and then pulled outwards cutting the thin fabric. The other side was cut the same way. At the same time my hands we untied then restrained to the chair, my legs were done the same way. “No need to be shy boy” the deep voiced man said as he pull my knees open wide. “A little scrawny,” the other man that took me from my home said. “Yeah and that hair has to go. Boys here must be completely smooth.” “Cody is the boy’s name” the deep voiced man said. “Well Cody, I am Master Jack. I run the ranch here.” he said, “we are going to make a man out of you” I nodded my hooded head. “That won’t do Cody” he said, “the correct reply is Yes Sir” “Yes Sir,” I said timidly. “The quicker you submit to us, the easier it will be.” Master Jack said. “Yes Sir” I said a little louder. “Good boy” Master Jack said, “Take him and prepare him for his intake” I was unstrapped, but kept hooded. I didn’t resist. I had given in to my fate. I was half carried and half dragged through the building and into a new room. The floor was cold and I assumed it was tile. “Stand up and don’t move, unless you want your cock and balls cut off.” the deep voice man said with a laugh. “Spread your lets wider boy and put your hands behind your back, clasped together. This is the way you stand when you are in the presence of the Masters or their guests. “Yes Sir” I replied. I felt my crotch being wetted and something being spread on my ball sack and the area above my cock. “Fucking hold still, no one wants a dickies boy” I felt the cold steel blade slide across my sack as the man pulled it down tightly. I stood there with my eyes closed, repeating in my head “Don’t cut off my dick and balls.” it seemed like it took forever to shave me smooth. “Okay boy that done, low lift your arm straight up, it’s time to strip those pits” he said with a laugh. I obeyed. Why I don’t know. I think it was out of fear. Once my pits were done I thought we were through. I was now smooth from head to toe. Or so I thought. “Now for my favorite part boy,” the deep voiced man said, “turn around, bend over and spread those cheeks! What the fuck I thought. Shamefully I did as I was told. No one has ever seen my hole, not even my doctor. Once in position, I felt flushed with embarrassment. “Look at that pretty pink boy pussy” he said as he blow cold air on it. “That at that fucker pucker” the other man said. I felt him run the razor blade down each side of my crack, which caused me to shiver. “Smooth boy pussy is the best” Boy pussy, where the fuck was I. I assumed this was a religious place to pray away the gay. These men don’t sound like any religious men I have met. “Here’s the deal boy,” said the deep voiced man, “the next process is not pretty, but it has to be done. I am going to give you a drink, something fast acting. You are going to drink it after we put you in the next room. Then once you have dealt with that little round. You will shove the silver hose up your pussy, until its clean.” “Yes Sir” I was led to the next room, I was handed a bottle. Once the door was closed I drank the drink. I will spare you the details of the next couple of hours. “Put the hood back on boy” the deep voice man said as he knocked on the door. I did as I was told. I felt the cold air come through as the door was opened and my arms was grabbed. I was led to another room. “You have twenty minutes to shower,” he said, “Then your intake begins. We are almost ready for you, so fucking hurry” The hot water felt good. I let it run over my newly smooth body. I found a bar of soap and quickly washed myself from head to toe. I found a towel hanging on a hook when I was done. I waited with the hood over my head, I assumed that is what they wanted, with my legs spread slightly and my hands behind my back. The door opened and I heard: “Faggot here has learned his first lesson” the deep voice man said. “Submissive is in a boy’s nature” another man said. The both grabbed an arm and moved me out of the shower room and down a hall. I was lifted off the ground as we went down two flights of stairs and put to the floor. “Your intake is just beyond this door” the man said in my ear, “kneel until someone comes to get you, hands clasped behind your back” I heard them walk up the stairs as I slowly kneeled, shaking in fear.

I like the idea of getting bred in a pubic restroom but these days it's difficult to find one where you can do that. I do love anon loads - mainly in clubs or at BB parties or occasionally in Dark Rooms - nothing like feeling somebody behind you (you know like while you're sucking cock) start to work on your hole and then push his dick up inside.

Last night. I was checking out a local cruising site along the river on the way home. Saw a familiar figure standing next to his motorcycle. He turned and walked under the university bridge. I followed and found him leaning against one of the supports with pants unzipped and his huge hard cock waiting. I dropped to my knees and started to suck. First the head then the Shaft. Deeper and deeper his cock slipped down my throat. Suddenly he pulled he pulled out and said “turn around.” I did and felt him slipping into my ass. At first slowly and pulling back. Then he thrust deep inside making me gasp. I leaned forward as he took my ass. Harder and faster until he lunged forward. I was sniffing poppers and I felt him deep inside. One last push and I could feel his cock filling my ass with com. After a few moments he whispered thanks, pulled out and walked back to his motorcycle.

To be fair, he took my BWC (big white cock) a couple of days later, and we continued enjoying each others equipment for several months. Yes, we both verbalized the objectification.

A Great First Day Back at Steamworks Toronto Many of you know that the bathhouses in Toronto have reopened today at 12:01 AM. I was going to be in the downtown core of Toronto to meet an ex of mine for lunch. We had a lovely time and lunch outside on the patio. Afterwards, he went to a movie around 2 PM, and I went to see what Steamworks Toronto looked like and sounded on the day it reopened (it had been close since mid-March 2020!). Another friend of mine suggested I have to fuck-suck-rim COVID-19 out of my system. And I did. For starters, most guys are ready to play and blast in your mouth or ass. Guy #1 - anal load. I went into a little room with a door off the DJ's booth. I wanted to get fucked. I was on my knees with my douched and lubed (I had to buy lube there, because I couldn't bring in my booty bag with 2 buttplugs and my silicone lube). Note: Bring a plastic grocery bag. Steamworks Toronto will NOT allow you in with another type of bag. I learned this the hard way. Back to me getting seeded. He was a little younger than me and shorter. I felt his cock slide into my hole. Within 2 mins. I felt him squirting in me. Cha-ching - ANAL LOAD #1. Guy #2 - oral load. I was in the front gloryholle-slurp ramp area. I proceeded to the upper level and met up with a younger guy whose cock I sucked when I just got there. He was ready to cum. He had a thick-ish cut cock about 7" long and hard, ready to cum. I swallowed his cock to the base a few times and took my time sucking it. He was moaning and love what I was doing. In no time, he blasted a big load down my throat. ORAL LOAD #1. Guy #3 - oral load. I met a younger (almost 30 yo) guy of Indian descent who was visiting family in the Toronto area. He's working in the States. He loves older men. His cock was HUGE, like a Polisk kielbassa coil. I sucked him in the slurp ramp area. He took me by the hand and lead me to his room. We continued. I was on my back adoring his huge thick pipe. He squeezed his cock a few times and out came this huge load of hot cum in my mouth. ORAL LOAD #2. Guy #4 - oral load. I met another younger otter in the slurp ramp area. He sucked my cock, I sucked his longish cock, but somewhat thick. He asked that we continue in his room. I was on my knees sucking him off. I stuffed his cock down my throat as far as it could go. BANG! - I was rewarded with a creamy, big load of cum. ORAL LOAD #3. I walked around the corner as I was cruising with about 15 mins of time left (only 6 hrs play time, with NO renewals during COVID times) and met up with the 30 yr old clean-cut Indian guy. He took my hand again to go to his room. I wanted him to fuck me. He was a bit hesitant but that disappeared when he saw my hairless, manscaped ass. He laid me on my tummy and put some lube on his cock and my hole and slide in my ass. Several pumps and he shot a deep load in my ass (remember his Polish kielbassa coil cock - at least 8" long, quick thick?). ANAL LOAD #2. Not bad for 6 hours of play at Steamworks Toronto. Most guys were not picky for hooking up purposes. All were very glad to be back at a bathhouse. All I had to remember was to remember to keep my face mask on in the hallways. Masks come off and social distancing stopped when you're were rimming ass, sucking cocks, fucking/getting fucked. Steamworks Toronto is restricted to 90 patrons at a time, but open 24/7 for now. I had a really good time, with 5 loads in me too. Met some very horny younger pigsons! Good to be back there!

When I tested positive for HIV, it all changed. I was a married man who was cheating on my wife with someone from work. I started an affair with this hot guy from work who made my feelings about being homosexual all change . We both started to chase at the same time. And this affair lasted two years when he won . Not to long before the party he was out from work. He seroconverted around the time of the party. At a holiday party we both screwed each other and soon after I seroconverted. We had both tested negative in our last tests . I tested positive in January. When I was told, I knew it would be that I would be positive. I too had a hardon leaving the doctors office. My wife soon divorced me for the affair. And outed me to family and friends. That was six years ago. I love being POZ!

When I tested poz I was 19 and the world was a different place. Men were still dying of aids and the meds were not as good as today. I converted for a man that I wanted and thought the only way he would consider a long term situation is if I was poz like him. When I got the fuck flu I knew instantly I had it. Over the next week and a half I went through a lot of emotions. Regret was one. It made it all worth it when the man I converted for wanted me long term. He taught me a lot and I am happy how it all turned out.

Part 1 My husband Rob and I have a great life. We have a nice house 30 minutes from the city and own a very successful landscaping business called Tops Landscaping that had a spinning top as our logo. A nice double-entendre. We also maintained a staff of 20, so we rarely did the physical work anymore. We are both 55 years old and had met when were 25. We fell in love, but kept an open relationship cause we both had (and still have) an insatiable sex drive. We also loved to watch each other with other people. We were totally verse back then and going to the baths together was a regular thing. We were young hot and hung, and loved to get our asses loaded. Then we would go home and fuck each other one more time, loving the feel of each other's loose, squishy holes. So it was no suprise when we tested poz right around the same time when we were 28. We both took meds for a while, but didn't like how they made us feel, so we quit them about 10 years ago. So now we try to lead a very healthy lifestyle, mostly. As we got older, and became more immersed in the bdsm scene, we started gravitating to being mostly tops. We loved to find a twink (or two) and take him back to our ever expanding basement dungeon to work him over. We preferred to find poz bottoms, or at least ones who didn't care, but we weren't above using condoms if the twink was worth it. Because we are! We're both tall, I'm 6'2", he's 6'3" and have big, muscular bodies from years in the gym. Now we have a home gym, with everything we need, but we still pay a membership to a predominantly gay gym, mostly just for cruising. There's been many a hot time in the sauna there, not to mention the hot little gym bunnies we would lure into our den of inequities! He shaves his head, because he was going bald anyway, where as I keep a nice, tight buzz cut. We are both heavily tattooed, a passion we have always shared, with two full sleeves each, as well as many other assorted ones, including matching biohazard ones around our bellybuttons, right above our cocks. We both have our nipples pierced and sport fat p.a.'s. We're both moderately hairy, him a little more than me, and we have great cocks. Mine is a thick veined 8 1/2", and his, while not quite as thick, measures 10" with a fat mushroom head. Needless to say, we're fucking hot! So we were always content with our pickups until we met Vinny. Vinny is a hot little 25 year old Italian muscle pup. He is 5'9" with a cute little 4" dick. He's got that classic Italian face with a big nose, full pink lips, and huge brown puppy dog eyes that were almost obscured by his shaggy, slightly curly dark brown hair. His buff body is a creamy pale colour with large pink nipples and a pretty pink asshole to match. While his chest and ass are naturally smooth, he sports sexy, dark bushy pits and hairy legs. The night we met him, over a year ago, we were at our favourite leather bar. Rob noticed him first and pointed him out to me. My dick instantly grew in my pants. He was standing across the room, shirtless, showing off his built up arms and torso that narrowed to a slim waist, then dissapeared into tight Levi's that showed off his sweet, bubble but. I immediately had to have the kid. The problem was, someone else was trying to claim him. A guy I knew, that while he was good looking, couldn't match my husband and me. But he was trying his best to snag the kid. He was standing real close to him, touching his chest, rubbing his ass, but I could tell the kid wasn't really responding to him. I just watched for a while until the kid finally broke away and headed to the bathroom. I made my move, following him like a tiger stalking his prey. As luck would have it, I stood right behind him in the short line. He smelled as good as he looked. Not cologne, just a clean, soapy, sexy smell. I admired his muscled back and shoulders and round ass as I stood behind him, and as luck would have it, two spots opened up at the trough style urinal. He picked the spot at the end by the wall, and I squeezed in next to him. I liked how he unzipped his jeans and pulled down a classic white jockstrap, exposing his cute little dick poking out of his dark, bushy pubes. I made sure to make a big deal out of fishing out my cock, exposing my metal cock ring, and I could see him glance at it a couple of times. A good sign. I was never one for subtlety, so I just leaned down and whispered in his ear, "My husband and I think you're really hot. Why don't you come over and talk to us? We're in the corner under the Budweiser sign." The kid looked up at me, taking in my hard, tattooed body and tight leather harness and smiled. "I might just do that." He zipped up and walked out of the bathroom. I headed back to the corner where my husband had fresh drinks, but I didn't see the kid anywhere. I didn't know if I had scared him off, or he just wasn't interested. I got my answer about 15 minutes later when I saw him walking our direction. Luckily, our beers were empty, so after introductions, Rob went off to get more drinks, returning soon with 9 shots of whiskey and three beers on a tray. He set it on the table. We all picked up a shot and I toasted, "Here's to new possibilities." Vinny just smiled at us with his killer smile and downed the shot, chasing it with a beer. After several more shots and a couple of beers, none of us were feeling any pain, especially Vinny. Rob had a fresh bottle of poppers and was giving the kid hits as we took turns rubbing his crotch and pinching his nipples, which responded by getting rock hard, eliciting soft moans from the kid. Eventually we had his pants open and we took turns sliding our hands down his smooth, hard ass, fingering his tight little hole. We had him backed into the corner, our bodies blocking anyone else from trying to claim our prize. We learned a lot about Vinny. He had recently moved here from Pennsylvania. He was from a large Italian catholic family where was the 4th of 7 kids, the consummate middle child. He was staying with friends on their couch until he could get his own place, and worked as a barista. He wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, but what he lacked in smarts, he more than made up for in charm. I really don't think he knew just how hot he was as he blushed at our compliments. So cute. The best, and most important things we learned was 1.) He really liked older guys, and 2.) He was really interested in bdsm. He had some experience and his eyes lit up when we described our dungeon at home. He was a very eager little pup, and soon we found ourselves in a cab on the way home. Vinny proved himself to be a very talented little bottom that night as Rob and I took turns fucking his sweet little ass for hours. Between the weed and the poppers, he couldn't get enough of our big dicks, or some of our various bondage devices. We went through a lot of condoms that night, but Vinny swallowed all six of our loads that we gave him, the final two after we had covered him in our piss and choked him with our cocks. We ended the night with him snuggled between us in our bed, reeking of the piss we had marked him with. He didn't have to work until Monday, so he ended up spending the entire weekend with us. Something we very rarely did with a trick. Usually it was use them hard, give them some cab fare, and kick their ass out. But there was some obvious chemistry between the three of us, and as we drove him home so we could pick up the car we had left Friday night, we had already made plans to spend next weekend together. The next weekend, we introduced Vinny to T, something Rob and I enjoyed occasionally. He instantly loved it as it made him even more of an insatiable bottom. We had a lot of fun that night using all kinds of toys on his sweet little hole. He didn't like how his already little dick shriveled up though, but I explained his dick didn't matter, only his holes did, and he seemed to like that. Thank god it didn't have the same effect on Rob and me. And besides, we showed Vinny the pleasure of making his soft cock cum as I sucked it while Rob plowed his hole. I didn't swallow it, instead I made Vinny open his mouth so I could spit it all into into it. He loved that. After the 4th weekend in a row with Vinny at our place, Rob and I talked about asking him to become our boy and move in with us. When we asked Vinny and told him the terms, he very excitedly agreed. The terms were very simple. 1.) He would go on prep, as Rob and I refused to use condoms with him forever. 2.) He would submit to us sexually in anyway we desired. Anytime, anywhere. 3.) He would take care of the household duties. 4.) He would work out a minimum of an hour and a half a day. In return, we would take care of him and pay for his medical expenses as well as put $100 a week into an account for him as a cushion. He was very excited when we took him to the doctor the next day for his prescription, as I explained that he could not move in and officially be our boy until he could take our raw loads in his pussy. Luckily, we had a very good friend who was our doctor and he came into his private practice on a Saturday as a favour to us. In no time at all we had his prescription, and Vinny was on his back, feet locked in stirrups, taking our doctors cock deep in his muscle pup hole. By Monday afternoon, he had taken his first dose, and two weeks later we had his duffel bag containing everything he owned in our trunk as we all excitedly went home to our new life together. My dick was rock hard in my pants as we placed Vinny's new collar around his neck. It was a simple chain with a padlock and a bone shaped dog tag that said, "Property of Ryan and Rob." That night we slammed Vinny for the first time. My hands shook as I tied off his bulging bicep and swabbed the prominent vein. He looked at me with those big, trusting, brown, puppy dog eyes as I inserted the needle and pushed the plunger. I'll never forget the look on his face when I released the band and the rush flew through his body. His eyes grew huge and they rolled back in his head as he coughed a few times followed by some short, quick breaths. After 7 hours of nonstop fucking, Vinny ended the night with six loads in his little pup hole. I let Rob deposit the first one, since he had been the first to spot the kid. We eventually wound up in our bed, reeking of sweat and sex and piss. We couldn't sleep, so we just continued to enjoy Vinny's hard little body as the fat plug in his ass insured he would absorb our DNA deep inside him for the very first time. We continued to celebrate the next day as we took Vinny to get his first tattoos, a series of puppy paws that went over his left pec and his heart. We left with a plug in Vinny holding in three loads. Mine, Rob's, and the tattoo artist's. The boy was ours. Life together fell in place very quickly. Monday through Friday we would come home from work to a clean house, a hot meal, and a sexy boy in nothing but a jockstrap, a cock cage, and his collar. He was only allowed one jock a week, and was never allowed to remove it, not even to piss. He would have to sit on the toilet and piss through the jock, soaking it every time. It would ensure a nice raunchy jock to be used at the end of the week. If he had to leave the house, he was only allowed to wear a pair of shorts, a tank top, and flip-flops, his collar on full display. If it was cold, he was allowed skin tight jeans, sneakers with no socks and a hoodie. Luckily it didn't get very cold where we live. During the week, our evenings would be spent relaxing in front of the TV after we worked out. Vinny would massage our dirty, sweaty feet with his mouth and hands. He would clean our sweaty armpits with his tongue and do the same to our swampy asscracks and musty assholes. Sometimes we would have him suck our cocks, sometimes we would fuck him, but he always wound up with at least two loads from each of us in one of his pretty pink puppy holes. At night, he was almost always snuggled between us in our bed. That is, if he wasn't in his cage. The weekends were another story. That was when we took full use of our dungeon. From Friday night to Monday morning Vinny was subjected to all kinds of tortures and punishments. Not that he really needed to be punished, he was a very good pup, but it pleased Rob and me to inflict pain on the kid, and Vinny understood that. In fact, he loved it, he couldn't get enough of it. Usually we would remove his cock cage, and he would cum without even touching his dick as we abused his hot, young body. We would whore out his holes, allowing our friends to come over and deposit a load or two or three in him. Frequently, we would take him to the baths, enjoying the sight of him taking a strangers cock deep in his pussy, dumping an anonymous load into our hot boy. And he loved it, the little pig. There were few things hotter than taking Vinny home after a long night of breeding. His stretched out hole would feel so good with all those anonymous loads deep in there. Rob and I would always deposit at least one more each, then punish the boy for being such a dirty little cumdump whore. We all couldn't have been happier. When Vinny had been with us for 11 months, he laid between us one night, fresh cum dripping out of his pussy. "Daddy Ryan, Daddy Rob," he began. "Yes pup?" I asked, touseling his thick, dark hair. "In one month, we'll have been together a year, and I've been thinking hard about something." "What's that pup?" Asked Rob. "Well, I love you both so much." He continued as he gave Rob a kiss, then me. "And I've decided, I want you to make me your son. I want you to infect me so that you will always be a part of me, and I'll truly be yours forever." I took his chin into my hands and looked deep into his puppy dog eyes. "Are you sure? Is that what you really, really want?" "I've never been more sure of anything in my life." I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him deeply. He moaned as Rob slid his hard cock back into his little muscle pup hole.

Curious what everyone’s thoughts are on playing porn during sex. I actually fall into the category of not liking it. I find it distracting and I find it detracts from the experience I’m having with another guy. I recently hooked up with a guy (a bottom) who must have porn on during sex always. He says he “doesn’t enjoy sex without it.” Am I crazy or does anyone else think that, if at no other time, we should be able to get the screens out of our faces during the actual act of man to man sex?

Part 12 Late the next day TJ finally started stirring from his sedative induced state. I sat in a chair in the corner along with Paul, sharing a joint as we watched the boy slowly regain consciousness. He softly moaned as he started to feel the pain from his fresh wounds and over fucked hole. I knew his insides must be aching and I smiled at his torment as I stroked my hard cock. And it was far from over. I had decided not to plug his hole after I last dumped in it. Instead, I had diapered the bitch, knowing the cum would leak out of him and that he would piss himself in his sleep, making a wet slimy mess that would further humiliate the "straight" boy still left in him. I also knew he would be VERY thirsty at this point and had attached a rubber piss gag to him. This consisted of a rubber part that covered his mouth with a tube that passed through it so that his mouth was perfectly sealed off. He would be forced to swallow whatever was forced into his mouth through the attached funnel or drown. I had contemplated blindfolding him, but I wanted to see the terror in his eyes when he realized he would be forced to swallow piss. I gave him a little shot of T, just enough to make him fully regain consciousness. Then Paul and I began by spitting into the funnel. TJ shook his head in protest, but as he was tied spread eagle, it did nothing to stop us. We hocked a couple loogies each as well as copious amounts of saliva. It didn't slide easily through the tube so Paul leaned down and removed the funnel and blew into the tube, forcing the snot and spit into TJ's mouth. TJ gagged as the slime entered his mouth, but he could do nothing to stop it. Paul and I just laughed. Then I held up a glass that was half full of cum that I had been collecting and freezing. TJ's eyes just grew big as he protested into the gag. It's one thing to swallow cum from a cock you've been sucking, but it's another story to be forced to swallow cum that's been collected for the purpose of humiliation, and TJ knew that as his eyes pleaded for mercy. I picked up a baggie and waved it in front of TJ's face. Then I sprinkled a little bit of the powder into the funnel and poured the cum in. TJ's face wrinkled up as the slimy concoction slid into his mouth. He wretched a bit and I'm sure a little vomit rose into his mouth, but he had no choice but to swallow everything back down. Humiliating TJ had my cock rock hard and it took a lot of will power to get it soft enough to piss. But eventually I did and I dangled my piercing over the funnel and let go of my stream. TJ was begging and pleading into the gag as much as he could, and tears formed in his eyes, which only made me smile. He was wretching again and I saw his cheeks expand as he struggled in his bonds. But eventually his survival instinct to not drown in my piss took over and he started gulping it down. It took everything I had not to get hard again as I watched TJ's Adams apple bob up and down as my piss made its way to his stomach. Eventually all good things must come to an end and I ran out of piss. But luckily Paul was ready to go and TJ didn't even get a break before more piss was being forced into his body. He had obviously resigned himself to his fate as he no longer struggled, but just lay there gulping it down. His stomach started to make gurgling sounds as it was quickly filled up. After Paul had finished, I felt TJ's diaper and it still had a lot of room left in it, so I decided to leave him be for a while. I knew the recycled piss wouldn't take long to go through his body, and soon he would be pissing himself again. Only this time, he would be conscious, which would be even more humiliating. And I couldn't wait to watch it. We left TJ alone for a while, after attaching clamps to his nipples, and went into the living room to make some plans for later. After about an hour we returned to the room. TJ hadn't pissed himself yet, which was good. He was trying to hold it. I loaded up a fat pipe and removed the funnel from the tube. Paul and I took turns hitting the pipe and exhaling into TJ's tube, giving the boy lots of hits. "Do you have to piss yet boy?" I asked him. He just shook his head yes. "Well, get on with it pig. You're going to piss in the diaper while we watch." To my surprise, TJ didn't even try to protest. I guess he knew it wouldn't matter anyway. He just took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then the diaper started to swell and I instantly boned up as I watched my straight skaterboy meth whore fall one more notch down the inescapable rabbit hole. As soon as he finished pissing himself, I grabbed a rig as Paul undid his bonds. TJ looked at me with that glazed look of apprehension as he knew he was about to get his reward. Paul tied off his arm and I stuck the needle in and soon TJ was flying again. I ripped the diaper off of him and threw him face down. The diaper was a wet, soggy mess, especially where the red tainted cum had leaked from his damaged hole. I decided to let Paul go first, but without any lube. He just spit on TJ's hole a couple of times and rammed himself in. TJ let out a howl as his very tender hole was ripped open yet again. I shoved the cummy part of the diaper into his open mouth, gagging him with the filth. Then I pushed his head into the piss soaked diaper, soaking his entire face and hair in the piss while Paul held onto his shoulders and Jack hammered him. Paul was so turned on it didn't take him long before he was shooting his dirty seed into TJ's aching hole. When Paul finished dumping, I flipped the teenager over and placed his ankles over my shoulders. Then, without even spitting, I rammed my 11 inches all the way home. I pounded TJ's broken pussy with all my might as I pressed the pissy diaper into his face. TJ could hardly breath as I smothered him. I held the diaper over his mouth and nose as I raped his hairy hole. I would only lift it up when he was fighting for air, and then only long enough to let him get a couple quick gasps in before I smothered him again. Paul did his part by pinching and abusing the boys nips, adding to his torment. I fucked TJ for a solid 20 minutes, never letting him get enough air. Then the most amazing thing happened. TJ started convulsing and his caged cock started spewing a huge load of watery cum, soaking his stomach and the sheets. As he convulsed, his ass squeezed and milked my cock and I shot off a huge load deep inside him. As I pulled out and admired my red streaked cock, I grabbed TJ's stringy hair and forced my half hard cock down his semi-conscious throat, causing it to bulge. Then I let loose with a little bit more piss straight down into his stomach. When I had finished, I threw a sputtering TJ onto the floor where the trash belonged. Then for good measure, I gave him a swift kick to the balls, causing him to double over. "He gonna be ok to meet your dealer later?" Paul asked me. "Like I give a fuck about that meth whore." I replied. "He'll take whatever he's given!"

Yes, this was so me above posts. I sucked mates and a couple of teachers off. Best memory was the cock of the school, pardon the pun, means the lad that could fight anyone, a hard kid, tough. He was called Neil, really hard looking, threatening even. Anyway, we was in detention in a corridor stood up, he grabbed my hand and was using me as a puppet to wave to his mates through the window. I dropped my hand down and kind of accidently touched his dick. He said, you just touched my dick you queer. I looked at him, he said, you want to fucking suck it or something? How I got the guts to say Yes Neil... is beyond me, he grabbed me by the throat and pressed himself into me, called me a few names, his cock was hard. Ee then eent to the boys toilets, opened his pants and sucked him off there and then, beautiful dick. I sucked him off and some off his mates through school. He was like my bodyguard, noone picked on me. But I hated him also for whst he was like previously and whst he fid to mates of mine, he was a bully, but had a great cock and low hangers.

Like all platforms it has many timewasters and pic collectors, but honestly I get more from fabguys than anywhere else

A group would be cool. Do you accept subs that are already pozzed?

I'm interested, let's talk.

And you're still hot as fuck at 41. Love your profile pic. Woof!!

If you want to talk, send me a DM. I’m recently pozzed also!

Fantasy meets reality, just be sure you are taking your prep medication correctly, even double dose the day before your encounter. If you do go ahead, just enjoy it and if you don't maybe get him to fuck you wrapped and take it further from there?

Just polite guys, I know we all discuss being hard faggot or dom or whatever but at least when meeting just being relaxed and not looking weirdly judgmental (we all judge anyway). Moaning - not crazy fake sean cody but the raw sound of a bitch taking cock up his ass, whimpering. Most of these will prob be meet ups so I always just tell him to keep it at the angle I want and dont improvise, the main thing is more me focusing on the feeling of your hole so I can deposit a load into it and feel like I conquered you.

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

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

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...

As a Chub I don’t refuse any dick that wants to fuck me, I never ask status just give me your load.

Well said!! I prefer to bottom and I too want to thank all of those tops who enjoy getting my hole sloppy and wet before they slide in. When I top, eating an ass is a guaranteed way to get my cock rock hard to penetrate. I think we are hard-wired to get the hole we are preparing to use lubed up with what nature gave us. It is also awesome to be on the receiving end.

Did some partying with a guy and ended up getting fucked by him but he didn't finish the job. I had fun but was still really fucking horny and still very high from smoking with him and couldn't stop thinking and getting fucked to completion and ended up hanging around between the truck stop and hotel parking lots up the street from my house. Was leaning on the fence between them pretending to be looking at my phone but also being very obvious that I was rubbing my crotch. A trucker pulled into the lot and looked right at me and then parked. He walked right past me going towards the hotel but turned around before getting there and went past me again and then asked if I was broken down or something and I quickly replied. " Or Something " and he laughed saying I could hang out in his truck until he had to get back on the road and i jumped at the chance. Once inside the sleeper cab he asked and I told him i had been smoking earlier and got half fucked and was desperate to finish the job. In no time flat he had me naked with his cock in my hole and talking really dirty to me telling me how much of a fucking whore I was for hanging around a truck stop looking for cock like some kind of lot lizard and i just kept saying yes yes i don't care what you say to me just please don't stop fucking me until after you dump your load inside me and that was all it took and he grabbed my hips and started grunting and i felt everything! The heat and wetness of his cum, the pulsing of his cock and the ecstacy of getting bred by a total stranger.

i think this is a great point. It seems with male/female sex there is less space for 'just' sex, that there has to be preamble of some sort. Guys seem to be able to fuck instantly, without much prelude, to fuck just for the sake of fucking. And i love that about being a guy.

Jason had lost all sense of time as he hung in the sling being spun around and raped by dick after dick. Chants of “poz the pig!”, “Breed the bitch” and “Convert the cunt” echoed around the halls drawing more attention from the various perverts in the sauna, each approaching what had started as fresh meat and depositing more and more loads into his sloppy used cunt. Slowly but surely the crowds started to disperse leaving Jason alone in the mirrored room with one other lone man. He had stood apart from the fuck crowd, leaning against one of the walls watching all the action but not yet engaging. As Jason slowly spun, he caught a glance at the stranger and immediately noticed the difference in this man. Rather than being some old rotting corpse, this man was tall and muscled. Jason guessed he would have been referred to as a Daddy, and would have looked at home in some form of uniform or position of authority. He had a dusting of hair across his chest and abs, which looked moulded into his flesh. His legs were thick matched only by his arms which, even un-flexed, showed strong and clear definition. He walked up to Jason and grabbed a leg with a tight, strong grip holding the boy in place and stopping the swinging. “Looks like someone has been having a lot of fun this evening” the daddy said as he softly stroking the inside of Jason's leg, working up and down the smooth skin softly grazing the boys shrivelled balls. “Please”, Jason murmured “Please let me down, I just want to get out. This is all a mistake, I just want to go please”. A few tears dropped from Jason's eyes. No longer in a drug fuelled haze, the horror of the events were slowly catching up on him. The once hard, rough, rude boi from the day before had long gone, broken and replaced with a sad lost wreck, just desperate to hide and pray it was all a nightmare he would wake up from. “Now, now. There's no need for these tears” the Daddy said as he slowly stroked one up off Jason's cheek and ran it over the boys dried lips. You've been given a rough time but gotten over the worst of it. Now you can just start to enjoy yourself. I think it sounds like you need to just relax and enjoy yourself.” Jason started to plead “Please, Please just let me down from here, please I just want to get home, please I'm begging you man, please youre not like these other guys please, just, please just let me done please”. “Ssssssh sssssssssh, calm down.” and a finger was laid across Jasons lips with just a tiny amount of force to keep the lips in place. “Im not going to let you down but I am going to get you up”, and with that the Daddy removed his towel from around his waist. Strapped around his thigh was a thick leather band with several syringes secured in. The daddy removed one and gently tapped it looking at the fluid in the dull red light of the mirrored room. Walking over to Jason's secured arm he tapped on a vein and watched as Jason's eyes began to panic. “Wait, wait Wait!” pleaded Jason “Please don't whatever that is please don't stick me man please” but Jason had no means of escape strapped in place securely into the sling with no means of bucking or moving. Time immediately slowed to a crawl as Jason could only watch as the Daddy took one hand and tightly gripped his bicep in a powerful vice grip, whilst pushing the needle into his arm, pulling back the plunger slightly drawing a tiny amount of blood into the needle and then, satisfied, slowly depressing the plunging pushing the contents directly into Jason's vein. The Daddy unleashed his grip and took a step back as Jason's eyes bulged and he began coughing as the slam took its effect. His entire body lit up like the strip at Vegas, everything was bright lights colour and sensations, the mirrors were captivating dazzling shows as his eyes darted around the room, his ears capturing all the moans and groans of sex occurring around the building. Taking his opportunity the Daddy came close to Jason and ever so gently began to stroke his skin causing Jason to moan incoherently as his senses were in over drive. “Oh fuck oh fuck! OH FUCK” Jason pleaded as the Daddies fingers gently fluttered around the boys crotch, hips and then circled his puffy bruised and torn pussy lips. “I'm going to need you to get me hard boy” The daddy said as he slowly spun the sling around so Jasons head was at his crotch giving Jason a close up view of this mans meat for the first time. The Daddy's dick was built just like the man. Huge and thick. Jason without thought opened his mouth as the the daddy took his tool and began shoving it into Jason's mouth, though it barely made it past the lips considering the thickness and the tight fit of the boys mouth. He leaned forward pushing more of this cock along Jasons teeth hitting the back of his throat. He still had another 6 inches to try and get in the boy but he knew it wasnt going to happen without dislocating the boys jaw. Perhaps fun for another day but not here, so slowly he dragged his cock back out, as Jason gasped or breath eyes bulging and colour slowly returning to his chalky white face. “Huh I must have been in there longer than I thought” mused the daddy as he spun Jason back around and looked at the hole. Even with all those dirty loads this was going to stretch the little pig past breaking point. But it seemed he wanted it. As the Daddy circled his large mushroom head around the puffy lips, Jason was groaning and moaning with the sensation. “Do you want this boy” said the daddy as he slowly began to spread the lips with his dick. Moans and groans were escaping Jason's lips but it was incoherent. “I said do you want this boy” said the daddy a little louder with a bit more aggression. Jason looked up, eyes as wide as saucers staring blankly in response. A sharp sudden pain threw light across Jason's vision snapping him back to a sense of reality as the Daddy threw his open palm across his cheek. “Yes” Jason muttered. “Yes I want it”. “Yes what?” another open palm slammed across Jasons cheek. “OW Fuck! Yes Sir, yes I want it” “You want my poz load boy” “Yes sir” Jason replied less sure of himself, but not wanting another blow. The daddy slowly pushed forward, pushing another few inches into Jason's hole. Jason's head threw back as he screamed out. His hole had been fucked mercilessly but that was by many an average sized dick. This was like a baseball bat being pushed deep into his hole, he could feel his skin being stretched, stretched beyond its limits and it felt like he was being torn apart. The Daddy kept pushing until he hit some resistance. “second door” mused the daddy “best knock hard” as he pulled back and then pushed forward with a force, smashing the virginity of Jason's second rectum wide apart, pushing deeper and deeper inside, not stopping until his big heavy balls bashed against Jason's soft dick. The Daddy held still pulsing his thick cock inside Jason's hole with one hand over his mouth letting the boy muffled screams slowly die down. The daddy slowly began to draw his hips back and made small motions gently getting the boy used to the fucking motion. All these other patrons had been having their dirty fun, but none of them knew how to truly break a pig. To so many of them it was about dumping their loads, passing on their bugs, making them feel like they had control over someone vulnerable. But thats not the way to truly break someone. You had to make them want it. Make them need it. As the Daddy's thrust became longer and longer the moans and sobs underneath his hand were becoming softer in volume and pitch. As he withdrew his hand, the boy in front of him was slowly fading and the pig was revealing itself. “Ugh oh fuck, fuck sir, yes, fuck, fuck, FUCK” Each time Daddy pulled back, he came back a little bit further giving him a harder deeper thrust, over and over again until he was eventually thrusting his entire thick 13 inch dick back and forth into the greedy pig who was begging for it. “Thats it pig beg me for my load” “Yes god yes sir, please dont stop, fuck give it to me sir” babbled the drugged Jason as the sensations in his hole overwhelmed all other sense. “You want to get my bug? You want me to charge you up you filthy pig” “Yes I want your bug, give it to me sir, charge me up, charge this dirty pig, I want your bug sir I need your bug” The words coming out of Jason's mouth had no meaning to him. In essence he was just repeating back like an automated machine. Chemmed up and in stimulated overdrive he had no self control or understanding, not that it would make much difference as he bellowed out in ecstasy as the Daddy took one final deep thrust and began pumping his 4 day load deep inside the bowels of the newly discovered pig. Jason's eyes rolled back slightly in sheer bliss as he felt each pump, he shot of the toxic juice flooding his insides. Slowly the Daddy pulled back and let the first rectum snap shut trapping the deadly load deep inside. Next he pulled back further allowing his softening dick to snake its way and plop out of the truly fucked and trashed hole. “You're doing well for someone new to this. I think you've found a new hobby” laughed the daddy as he admired his work and gently squeezed the juicy lips. “But still looks like there is more work that can be done here. So lets get you down”. The Daddy went around the sling unbuckling the various straps and lifting Jason down onto the ground. Jason immediately collapsed to the floor, his knees buckling under him. “Come with me boy, I've got something special planned for you now” said the daddy as he scooped the little pig up into his chest cradling him in between his thick arms. Walking through the admiring crowd around the door turning down the hall walking further into the darkness ahead.

Connor and I played around a lot over the next few months. He fucked my ass regularly, but we started playing with other guys almost every other week. They were friends, friends of friends, hot guys from campus, and hot guys from the bars. At first Connor made the guys wear condoms. It was the early 2000s and we were trying to keep each other from getting HIV. One night the condom rule slipped when I sat on Connor's best friend's dick while I was sucking Connor in the living room. The guy was stroking his cock and I had just sucked him too. He'd fucked me a few times previously. As I sucked Connor on my knees, back to the couch; I felt Connor's hands on my head and the other guy's hands on my ass. I raised up on all fours and pushed my ass back at the guy. He ate my ass for awhile and fingered me. I stood up, kissed Connor and backed up to push my ass on the guy's face again. Connor resumed face fucking me and the guy tongue fucked my ass. I felt some pressure on my back lowering my ass down and I willingly put my ass all the way down to his cock head. The guy was rubbing it around my hole. I thought, fuck that feels good. I also knew that Connor's best friend knew the rules - he couldn't bareback me. I spit on my hand and rubbed it on the guy's cock so my crack would be slicker for him to rub on me. Then it happened. Connor lost his footing a bit, his cock jammed the back of my throat harder than normal, and I slipped back. As I slipped into the guy's lap, his cock slid halfway inside me. I moaned. Connor made sure he didn't hurt me. I said he hadn't and began riding his best friend's bare cock. It felt naughty to break the rules; but the cock felt so good. It felt so much better than a condom sheathed cock. Connor jerked me off as I rode his friend's cock. Connor then cock on his knees and started sucking me off. I was really riding the dude now so it was awkward to get head at the same time. Connor noticed that the guy wasn't wearing a condom. He looked at me and frowned a bit, but he didn't stop jerking me as I rode his friend's cock. Not longer after Connor noticed I was getting fucked without a condom by another man; the guy said he was close. I rode him a little faster as he held my hips. Connor said, "Tell him what you want. It's ok." I looked at Connor and then at the guy and said, "Cum in my ass." And, he did. Connor and I didn't really talk about it afterward except that I apologized and Connor said, "A cum whore can't prevent his nature." We laughed. Not a single one of our threesomes ever used a condom to fuck me again.