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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

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.

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

Barebacking is better in a fursuit. Been missing it these past few months. Best one, was at a fur con, Sunday afternoon and I've got a few hours before my flight. I've fucked a few boys over the weekend, all ones I knew, friends or friends of friends. Just wanted to get one last one in before I left, so I started hitting up all the telegram groups I could. Fine little piece of ass drops me a line, says he's in one of the groups I'm in. I immediately tell him I wanna dump a load bare in him and as if he's down for that. He says yeah. Doesn't ask any details, just wants a photo of my cock. It's thick and meaty, so yeah, he wants it, no questions. He asks if he can show up in his partial fursuit - just the head and paws - and if I can do the same. Very, very down for this. I put on my head and wait. In less than 10 minutes he's at my door. He's all over me and just lays down on the bed, grabbing his ankles and showing me his tailhole. It's already lubed and loose - definitely pre-used - and I'm balls deep on the first thrust. He's moaning and whimpering and begging for more. I just let him have it - all of what I've got left, until I've just completely emptied myself in him. I hold him down for a bit, putting load after load into him until I'm sure I don't have any more. I even pull out and give it a quick rub to make sure. He hugs me a bit and has me stay there with my cock in him for like five minutes, saying he loves how thick it is. He asks if he wants me to have him unmask now. I say no. He says he's gotta go - his boyfriend is waiting and doesn't know what he's run off to do - and thanks me for dumping a load in him. I wait until he's gone to pop my head off. I still have no idea who he is or what he looks like, and I fucking love it that way. It's now my preferred way at cons. Here's my room number, put on a head, show up and bend over. Don't wanna know anything about you except you want a big furry fox Dad breeding your hole. I even keep a couple extra fursuit heads around for those who don't bring their own. When the con circuit's back, gonna try and throw a party that way. Or at least operate a cum-n-go room. Anyone else feel this way?

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

I couldn't agree more with this.

Mmmmmmm, making us wait. Hot!

After many years of not realizing who I am and what prefer I recently left women to enter the world I belong in. The world of cock and cum. I am a top and have never thought of bottoming and I have only had 2 experiences to date. Last weekend I met some hot guy of all places a grocery store. I will save the details of how we got to his place but we did and after a long time of kissing and 69 he began to lick my ass. My head was just reeling. He asked if I wanted to get fucked and I blurted out yes before I realized what I was saying. He put on a condom and it took a long time for me to take it but once I did it was incredible. To look up and kiss a man and feel his cock inside me had my cock harder than it had ever been. It began to hurt quite a bit so I popped him out. I told him it was killing me. He smiled and said "Let's try this." He took off the condom, put lube on his cock and slid it into me. Oh my god. It was heaven. I have never felt such purity in my life as his raw cock slid in and out of my ass. I have always been VERY safe with women but here did not care at all. I caught myself asking him to cum inside me and fill me up. I wanted his seed inside me. I wanted to be a cum whore. He smiled and shot a huge load inside me. I could actually feel it shooting inside me. The greatest feeling ever. He finished and said "Your turn." I eagerly jumped up and put my bare raw cock into his hot ass. I think I came in two minutes. It was so incredible. We lay there for awhile and then sucked each other off and ate each other's cum. Fuck, the taste was amazing. I am hooked. It feels great to say "I love cock in my ass. I love cum in my mouth. I am a cum whore." My journey and new life have just begun. I do not know why I have abandoned all reason, and don't care, but I will never fuck with a condom again or let a cock inside me unless it is raw.

Congratulations on nine loads taken there has got to have been some toxic seed in nine loads I bet all those loads felt amazing so happy for you

Ask: "do you wanna fuck me?" Also, i have presented my ass on many occasions and had lots of takers that way. Guys will let you know if they don't want to fuck... and yeah, i think it's presumptuous to just automatically put a guys cock in your ass. i think the Top should put His cock in the bottom vs the bottom putting the Tops cock inside him.

I have a big cock and enjoy fucking boys that I can tell have taken a lot of huge meat but I really love those sluts thats don’t care what a man looks like or the size of the cock and is willing to let just anybody fuck him. A real slut, not a picky queen.

Hello all!! Um… I’ve been a member here for a while, just quietly lurking and reading threads, haha. But I decided to go ahead and introduce myself! I presently live in Columbus Ohio and I’m looking to explore being a submissive bottom and dive into being a little cumslut!

i literally have a drawer full of toys... that i never use. i have a fuck machine, and never use that either. i will edge when talking with a guy online, but it's to increase my horniness for Him and make me more needy (wierd, i know). if i'm alone and finally do cum, it's to a fantasy or porn of a Top breeding me, but i don't put anything in my hole, thats Top territory for me. i never jack just to cum, always to edge, and when i do cum it's a lot and hard, but i'm immediately disappointed. i don't really wanna cum, especially by my own devices, i want a another guys orgasm inside of me... i want Him to cum in and as a part of me. His orgasm becomes mine.

I do like them much shorter. Rectum sex is awkward but the process is easier and feels more natural with a smaller boy. I want to push him around as necessary without feeling like I'm moving heavy furniture. I also like seeing my impact on him as I push deep into his little body. That said, an inordinate number of rather tall men want me to ram them hard. They're often sturdy and their cunts can take a beating. So it's not out of the question. As to masculinity: yes. Fat: no.

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.

I train for fisting by using butt plugs. When one goes in easy, start using a bigger one. Go up by 1/4 inch or 6 mm keep them in at least 4 hours. Learn to walk around with them and soon, you won't know you Have them in.

i cant wait to breed ass at the Eagle soon...been far too long

I love rimming, whether I’m eating out my boy’s hole, getting it good and wet, ready for my cock or if I’m having my hole eaten out. Why are you reluctant? There’s nothin hornier than the scent of a manly ass and the grunts of a man while you’re pleasuring his hole. My boy, Drew was reluctant at first - I enjoy sweaty sex and insisted on him pleasing my hole. It took a bit of time but now he buries his tongue up my ass. Maybe for your first time get him to lie on his back, push his legs back and stick your tongue up his ass so your nose is tight up against his balls. The scent of ball sweat should keep you on the job. Enjoy

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...

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.

It's totally fine for you to not be into what other people are. Some people get turned on by the idea or reality of having sex with someone they are related to. If it's not your thing, just keep walking on by. At the same time, people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. By your own admission, the first person who sucked you off was your own older brother, and he was the first person you sucked off as well. You don't say it was non-consensual or mention any trauma, so there's a whiff of hypocrisy to your reaction in these father/son threads.

As a smaller framed top fella myself(5’7 135#), definitely notice that I have way better luck landing a smaller guy than a taller one. That said, the taller ones tend to be repeats once I get their tail 😉, it’s just getting them the first time. I generally like the taller boys since they tend to have more room inside for me, allowing me not to have to hold back since I OMG love to fuck deep and I’m pretty wickedly hard. That said, occasionally those really small boys are amazing bottoms once they stretch out(or just are willing to take what’s given despite the struggle) - and it IS fun to be able to toss them around a bit ;)). The power dynamic of size is a thing after all. Just limits the selection pool alas!

I agree. Parents decide all sorts of things for their kids, including whether or not the kid will even be born. That was common when I was a kid going to a nudist camp. Some kids were not allowed to have sex at all, while others could have as much sex as they liked. Some that were not allowed were 16 or 17, while some, like me, were allowed to have sex at 5 or 6. I don't think it was an issue for me. I asked permission, got permission and that was that. It was the kids who were told no that complained.