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For a moment my vision went completely white as my body rapidly expanded to accommodate Erik’s fat cock inside. Then slowly it returned and the invasion started to feel good. I relaxed and my hole opened up for him, and the rest of his cock sunk steadily inside me. “Oh fuck,” he said, “this boys pussy just swallowed my cock in problem.” “Your cock feels so good Sir,” I groaned as he started to slowly fuck me. I felt my hole being pulled back with him as he slid out of me, and then my guts being slammed back in place as he penetrated me again. I locked eyes with Mike who smiled and bet forward as he rode Jacks cock. He grabbed his cell phone off the coffee table and started to film me. “Look in the camera and tell Jack and Erik what you want,” he said, a wide wicked grin on his face. I looked right at the lens on the back of his phone and said “I want them to breed me. I want them to make me a cumdump like you. I want to belong to Erik.” The words tumbled out of me as Erik picked up his pace. I knew they were the truth though. Seeing how happy Mike was caged and sliding up and down with ease on Jack’s fat cock I knew I wanted to feel like that too. I started to push my ass back on Erik’s cock, trying to pull him in deeper. He growled and grabbed the back of my hair pulling me off the couch. He dug is cock in deep and ground his hips against my ass. His balls were resting against mine as he pushed past my second hole. I gasped and then let out a guttural moan as my body gave way and let him deep inside. He started to slowly fuck deep in my guts pushing past my second hole over and over again till it was open and accommodating as ass. I felt wet and loose already and he hadn’t even cum in me. I was sweating and panting. It was perfect. Mike was still filming me, and eventually dismounted Jack’s dick and walked around the couch to film Erik’s assault on my hole. Jack moved over to the couch and slid his cum slicked cock past my lips. I was trapped now, sandwiched between these two beefy men as they used my holes and my best friend filmed the whole thing. Erik’s fucking was so rough now he was forcing Jacks cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. I felt myself gasping for air and had to remember to breathe through my nose as the two kept me pinned. “Oh fuck slut, I’m about to fill your hole.” Jack pulled his dick out of my mouth and brought the camera over to my face. “Did you here what he said boy?” “Yes!” “Tell him what you want then.” “Please breed me! I want your load so bad Erik. Fuck me! Cum inside me!” “I’m going to flood your pussy boy. Fucking take my load!” He grabbed my hips, forced me forward so hard I fell over the front of the couch, and was stuck there impaled on his cock as he unloaded his balls deep inside of me. I felt warmth flood through my body as his load was shot into my guts. I relaxed for a minute, and felt a glazed look slide over my face. I hadn’t even touched my cock but I felt totally satisfied, that is until Erik slid his cock from me with a wet plop and I was left empty. “Fuck, you did good boy,” Erik said smacking my ass. “Thank you, Sir,” I panted. Jack stepped forward and lifted my face to him, his cock hanging right in front of my mouth. “Not bad boy, now Mike is going to take you upstairs and get you settled for round two.” Mike helped me up on shaky legs and led me to the stairs. Stepping onto the upstairs landing he grabbed me and kissed me. His caged dick pressed against my crotch and I felt envious of the containment. We parted and he whispered, “I’m so happy for you,” in my ear. “Thank you,” was all I could say in return. In the bedroom Mike opened a drawer and said, “Give me your wrists.” He snapped a cuff with a link dangling to each of my wrists then had me sit on the bed and did the same to my ankles. He got me up on the bed with a pillow under my chest and connected the links on my wrist and ankles, he then added a bar between my ankles keeping me bent forward and my legs splayed. I was completely exposed and helpless. “God you look so sexy,” Mike said as he ran his hands over my body, “your cummy hole looks so inviting I almost wish I wasn’t locked so I could breed you myself.” “Your cock would feel so good inside me right now.” “I know, but Jack’s will feel better.” “Damn right it will boys,” Jack’s voice boomed from behind me as he came in the room. Erik was suddenly in front of me. He kissed me lightly and ran his hands up my body to my ass. He whispered in my ear, “You’re doing amazing, I don’t think we need to wait till morning to decided, you want to be my boy don’t you?” “Yes Sir.” “And I want you as my boy, so that’s settled. After we untie you your cock is going in the cage, and you’re going home with me. Is that what you want?” “Yes Sir!” “Good, now relax, Jack’s going to fill you up.” He grabbed my cheeks and spread them, and as he did he shifted so his dick was now right in front of my mouth. I reached forward as best I could and got the tip in my mouth. Erik got the hint and pressed forward. I swallowed his cock, tasting his load and my hole on the shaft. I felt Jack get on the bed behind me, and then his cock against my hole. I moaned around Erik’s cock as Jack slid into my cummy hole. From this position there was nothing I could do but take the pounding and say thank you. Jack’s dick felt a little fatter than Erik’s and I felt my hole being stretched as he slide deeper and deeper. My second ring was stretched wide around the head of his cock. I was grunting around Erik’s cock as I tried to suck him. Mike was filming again, I could see him out of the corner of my eye. Jack was smacking my ass as he pounded me, I knew my cheeks must be bright red by now. I felt like a whore, and I loved it. If this is what it meant to be Erik’s boy then I never wanted to be anything else. “You’re doing so good boy,” Erik said, “I’m so proud of you. You look so sexy with that fat raw cock pounding your hole.” “Oh fuck Erik I’m going to breed your boy,” Jack said. “Fill him up and then we can really wreck his hole.” “Fuck, oh fuck. Take my load pig!” Jack slammed deep inside me, and again I felt the warmth washing through my body. I relaxed against the restraints and allowed myself to be filled. I moaned, and smiled. Erik pulled his dick out of my mouth and kissed me. “You did so good boy, I’m so proud of you.” “Thank you, Sir,” I panted.

Hi guys and Sirs, My mentor helped me with a bucket list for my training. Here it is briefly.. Hooking up with guys 5+ not seeing pics first. (1 so far) Intergenerational 20+ years ✔️ Intergeneration 30+ years ✔️✔️ Interracial ✔️ Fisting Group 5+ Unmedicated HIV+ Men (21 different men for 2021) (4 VL men so far) ✔️✔️✔️✔️ Double penetrated Come out as a cumdump on social media (facebook) Find a colab with someone on OF Take first HIV test on Dec. 1st This is just a 5 month bucket list, Working on a 2022 bucket list. ✔️'s mean accomplished, ones without checks mean not done yet. Also open to stuff that isn't on the list, so if you can help let me know. I'm also supposed to get rid of all of my underwear, but because I live at home it wouldn't be easy to just empty my drawer, but I haven't worn any underwear for 3 weeks.

Chapter 8 "What the hell did you guys do?" Marco, "What we pierced his nips." "Why is he in a sling and why is his ass dripping?" "Well we also collected payment" "You were not supposed to breed him. He was only supposed to suck you off. Did Felix fuck him too?" "Uh, well, of course. How could he resist." I thought to myself these fuckers. But I guess that's what I get for not staying behind to supervise. Now I was going to need to increase my plan a lot faster. I looked at Marco, "Is your place free all night?" "Yeah, why?" "well now you owe me. I will be using your place this evening." With that I immediately sent a text to my owner from the theater and told him that I had an 18 year old that's taken 5-6 poz load recently and that I wanted to use him like he did me and make some money. He immediately shot back, "I think we can arrange something. Send me some pictures of him. Also, how bad do you want him used? anything goes - all cum and diseases? or what?" I walked over to Duke and started taking some pics with him hanging in the sling with his freshly pierced nipples and cum dripping from his hole. I knew these pics were going to drive guys nuts. I looked down at him and said, "Duke tell me who can fuck you and what you're good for?" He responded, "any cock as my purpose is to collect cum and please guys." He didn't realize I was recording that and sent it along to my owner. I got a response back, "Wow is this dude well trained or just dumb?" I responded, "really dumb and naive." My owner said, "well in that case I am thinking we sell him for $50 a person, but you get a $10 discount for each gift you might be carrying up to $30 off his hole. By the end of tonight you know he will probably end up with multiple poz strains, gono, clap, herpes, the whole menu of items. You sure you're ok with it?" "Yeah, Marcos and Felix already ruined him for me so I might as well make some final money on him. I already said we would be using Marcos for it tonight. Just confirm a start time and I will make sure he is here and ready." "Ok, lets start at 8pm and go until well people are done with him." "Perfect see you tonight." "Alright Duke do you think i should let you out of the sling or add another load of mine to the mix first?" "That is for you to decide. My job is to collect cum and please you," I was instantly hard and couldn't resist. I pulled my pants down and rammed it in. HIs hole felt nicely stretched and wet but it wasn't as hot fucking knowing that it was going to be a guarantee of my strain infecting him. However, I was still able to bust a decent size load in him. As I was getting him out of the sling I let him know that he needed to tell Austin that he had to go home tonight at 730 and I would offer to drive him because I was going to spend the night partying with some friends. He asked if he really had to go home. I let him know that he wasn't going home yet, but I had a few friends that also wanted to meet him for their pleasure. He just nodded ok. Then we went back to my house and Walter and Austin were still not back. Let me know if you have any thoughts on the giant upcoming evening.

Sitting across the kitchen island from my best friend and his new boyfriend pretending I couldn’t tell my best friend was getting fingered was not how I had thought my night would go when I was invited to this dinner party. Mike and I were about the same age, I was 24, and he 25. We had graduated college together and both moved to NYC from the Midwest about a year ago. Like most gay boys do when they come to the city we had gone through a slutty period, bringing boys home all the time, and occasionally hooking up with each other. That had all stopped about a month ago when Mike met Jack. Jack was in his early forties, big and buff with a bald head, thick beard, and an obvious mat of chest hair. Mike had immediately stopped spending as much time at home when they met, sleeping more and more often at Jack’s place. When he did come back to the apartment he was coy about what they had been up to but strongly implied that he had been fucked to within an inch of his life most nights. I wasn’t jealous but I certainly missed my friend. I had been excited when Mike said that Jack wanted to get to know his friends and was arranging a little dinner. Things had started out very casual, we had a drink in the living room; Jack told us a little about his best friend who was on the way; and we eventually moved into the kitchen so Jack could do some more cooking while we waited on his friend to arrive. Now, with Jack’s friend almost an hour late I was sipping on a beer chatting with the two of them across the island while Jack’s hands were clearly down Mike’s pants and at least one finger was deep inside Mike’s hole. Mike and I both advertised that we were vers but leaned more towards being bottoms, and while I was a little shocked at what I was seeing I was also kind of turned on. I hadn’t seen Jack lube his hand in any way before sliding it down Mike’s pants which made me think Mike was already lubed up before this started. I wondered if it was just lube or if Mike had a fresh load in his hole too. My cock twitched at the thought. It was right around then that the door buzzer went off and Jack slid his hand out of Mike’s pants to answer it. Before I could ask Mike about what had just happened, Jack came back into the kitchen saying his best friend had just arrived and was walking up. Erik was almost a carbon copy of Jack except he had a close-cropped hair cut instead of a shaved head. He wore a black leather vest open over a white t-shirt that did nothing to hide his broad chest, erect nipples and massive amounts of chest hair. To say he was hot is a wild understatement. “Hi boys,” he said, his voice low and warm. He gave Jack a big hung and a kiss then the same to Mike. The way Mike leaned into the kiss I suspected that Mike knew Erik better than he had let on when inviting me to dinner. Jack set Erik and I up with drinks and then left us in the living room to chat while he and Mike finished up getting dinner ready. Erik and I sat on the large couch making small talk and sipping beers. His one arm was up on the back of the couch, and I could just see through the arm hole of his t-shirt a dark furry pit. My cock twitched. This man was every one of my fantasies combined. Erik was funny, and the conversation flowed easily despite how often my glance drifted downward to the bulge in his black jeans. We both stopped talking however when we heard a low grunt from the kitchen followed by a whimper. I cocked my head to the side listening. “Sounds like Jack couldn’t wait till we left to dump another load into your buddy.” I blanched at how bluntly Erik had put it but there was no denying the muffled sounds of fucking coming from the kitchen. We listened as the sounds got rougher and Erik started to rub his crotch. “If they don’t finish soon I’ll have to whip this out and jerk off,” he said, “Unless you’ve got a better idea.” Just then the unmistakable sound of a stifled climax occurred, and a minute later Mike came out of the kitchen looking a little flushed announcing that dinner was ready. The dinner itself was delicious, and totally unscandalous. We talked about our jobs, where Mike and I had gone to school, how Erik and Jack had met years ago, families, pets, goals. It was really fun, and totally wholesome. After dinner Jack moved us back to the living room, and got everyone another round of drinks. Erik and I settled ourselves back on the couch, though he was sitting just a little bit closer this time, and his outstretched arm almost brushed my shoulders when I shifted back on the cushions. Mike and Jack too a smaller love seat and Jack’s hand immedicably ran down Mike’s back and once more slid down his shorts. Eventually the conversation turned to Erik saying to me “So do you have a boyfriend cutie?” “No I’m single just now. I’ve been going on dates, of course, but no one special.” “How,” asked Jack incredulously, “you’re adorable.” I blushed. “Oh leave him alone,” Mike came to my defense and pushed Jack lightly on the shoulder, “he’s not done with his slut phase yet.” “Cause you are?” Jack said jokingly, and flexed his fingers inside of Mike causing him to moan. “No,” he said without embarrassment, “I just found someone who likes me being a slut.” “Damn right.” Jack pulled Mike out of his seat and onto his lap, and kissed him deeply. They started to make. Erik’s hand slid off the back of the couch and only my shoulder, “Come here boy, I don’t care if you’re a slut. In fact, I like my boys slutty.” He pulled me towards him and into a wet kiss. I melted into his arms. I felt a little taken aback at how quickly the evening had changed but Erik was so hot that I didn’t really mind. I let his big hands explore my body, and slowly pull off my shirt as my hands found his big erect nipples and started to play with them. He growled into my mouth, “Keep playing with my nips boy and you’re going to end up with my load in your hole.” I bit his lip softly and started to play with his nipples even more. He growled again, and practically tore my shirt off of me. When our kiss broke so my shirt could come off over my head I saw that Mike had already been stripped down to a jock and was on his knees with his face buried in Jack’s crotch. Jack had also lost his shirt revealing his massive pecs, pierced nipples, and salt and pepper fur covered body. God Mike is lucky I thought. “Look at how open and wet your friend’s hole looks,” Erik whispered in my ear. He was right Mike’s hole look more used that I had ever seen it before, even after we had just fucked. “I bet you wish your hole looked like that right now. Used, and wet. Open and full of cum.” “Yes Sir,” I moaned. I wasn’t really sure why I called him Sir but it felt right. “Mike, go undress your friend for Eric,” Jack said and pushed Mike off of his dick. As it sprung from Mike’s mouth I was shocked. Jack had an eight-inch cock that had to be as thick as a soda can, and it had all been hidden inside Mike’s mouth. He had always been a good cock sucked but damn. Mike stood up and walked over to me. The pouch of his jock bulged but didn’t quite make the outline of his dick as I knew it. He kissed me deeply, then smiled, and undid my pants. He pulled them down and tossed them aside as I stepped out of them. Then he did the same thing with my briefs. I was now the only one completely naked and I felt exposed as my hard dick slapped my stomach. Erik spun me around, he had taken off his vest and shirt. His nipples stood out from the thick covering of black chest hair that swirled across his torso. My gaze drifted downward to his bulging crotch and my mouth watered. Without being told to I dropped to my knees and started unbuttoning his pants. “Erik, don’t forget the house rules,” I heard Jack saying, “You breed a boy in my house that means I get to use him when you’re done.” “After the number of loads I’ve dropped in your boy it seems only fair.” So Erik had been fucking Mike too I thought, as I worked his jeans down past his knees to pull them off, and if I kept going they were both going to fuck me tonight. I pulled Erik’s jock aside without a second thought and swallowed his fat, blunt mushroom head. “Well I think he likes the sound of that too,” Erik said, “Do you want your best friend’s man and I to breed your hole?” I nodded, never taking Erik’s dick from my mouth. “Good boy. Mike said you’d be fun.” Mike had set this up? I’d have to thank him later. Erik’s dick was growing in my mouth, I had no idea how long it was but it was thick and I wanted it deep inside my hole. I had always like giving head but ultimately preferred to get pounded. “Get up boy, and bend over the couch. Your little friend is going to put on a show for you while I get you hole ready for my cock.” I stood up, and moved around the couch so I could rest my chest and arms on the back with my ass stuck out. Erik got behind me and spread my cheeks wide with his rough hands. I felt his warm breath and then his tongue flicked over my hole. I groaned. It was a loud moan from Mike that drew me out of my ecstasy to look over and see him siding down on Jack’s fat raw cock. He was facing Jack and I had a perfect view as his slightly hairy hole widened and stretched to accommodate the massive dick sliding in. Mike slid down with ease, he was obviously use to this cock, and full of cum it turned out. He started to ride and the loads already inside his hole frothed around the invading member. Erik was hammering away at my hole with his tongue. I felt like I was becoming putty in his hands, my knees were shaking and I was desperately horny. “Look at how Mike’s hole just opens up for me now boy,” Jake said over Mike’s shoulder, “The first time I met you, you said you were used to taking big cocks didn’t you boy?” “Yes Sir,” Mike panted. “That wasn’t true though. It took almost a week of me fucking your to get you hole open enough for me to just slide in.” “Yes Sir.” “Now you’re my horny little slut aren’t you.” “Yes Sir.” “You love it so much you wanted our best friend to get a taste of being a cumdump didn’t you.” “Yes Sir.” “Turn around and take off your jock. Show off what a slut you really are.” Mike got up, dropped his jock and turned around. I realized why his bulge had looked weird in his jock. His cock was locked up tight in a clear plastic cage. I felt my hole twitch around Erik’s invading tongue. “He likes that,” Erik said from behind me, “I just felt his pussy quiver.” Jack pulled Mike back onto his lap, and I watched as his cock vanished into my best friend. Mike locked eyes with me and smiled as he squatted over his man’s cock and started to ride it. “How,” I stammered, trying to speak between the moans Erik was forcing out of me, “How long have you been caged.” “Three weeks,” Mike said, only a little out of breath, “Jack said it would help me focus on taking his cock, and he was right. I haven’t cum since and all I can think about is his cock.” “Don’t lie Mike,” Jake said laughingly, “It’s not just my cock. You had two loads in your hole before you got here today. The truth is, locking up Mike’s cock made him into an absolutely insatiable cum whore. He’ll take anyone’s load now.” “Yes Sir.” My hole twitched again, and Erik let out a low grunt of appreciation. “And now you’re going to watch us turn your best friend into a horny little cumdump too, aren’t you baby.” “Yes Sir.” “So here’s the deal boy,” Jake said, Mike still riding his cock, “Erik here is in need of a boy of his own, as much as I like sharing Mike.” I felt Erik’s tongue leave my hole and felt his hands on my hips now. He was rubbing his slick cock against my well tongues hole as Erik spoke. “So he’s going to spend some time getting to know your hole. Then I’ll take a crack at it, and really make sure you have what it takes to be a cumdump for my best friend. After that we’ll see where the night takes us. If in the morning you and Erik decide it’s the right fit, we’ll lock your cock away too and you’ll be his. Sound good.” “Yes Sir,” I answered. “Good,” Erik said and then sank the first four inches of his cock inside me.

Dad’s Pool Party Chapter Six “Wanna put one of your last negative loads up Dad’s charged hole son,” Dad asked “Fuck yeah” I replied. Jumping out the the sling, I got behind Dad. His hole was sloppy. Kneeling down, I began to lick and suck on Dad’s wet, cummy hole. I swallowed down the thick cream coming from his used fuck hole. “Stick that boy dick up my hole, JJ” Dad begged. I stood up and slide in. His hole was open and wet. I went balls deep. I grabbed his hips as another man put his cock down Dad’s throat. I pumped in and out. I felt a finger probing my hole. I slid into me as I pulled out of Dad. Not long that finger was replaced by a cock. I had no idea who was fucking me, but I was enjoying fucking Dad and getting fucked. The man behind me grabbed my hips and pushed me forward driving my cock into my Dad’s hole, then pulled me back sliding me down on his cock. I was on my tippy toes when he lifted me up and I was in between these fucking massive muscle men. As if I was a rag doll, he moved me forward, then pulled me back onto his cock hard. His thick dick was hitting the right spot in my hole. Each time I felt him slide over that spot, the harder my cock became. My rigid cock was so hard it hurt. He continued to move my now limp body, back and forth. I was in fucking boy heaven. I could hear my Dad’s sloppy ass as I pump in and then my sloppy hole as he rammed me back on his cock. I looked down and saw my cum covered cock and could only image how much cum was on his from my hole. His hot breathe was in my ear. “Fucking hot boy hole. Your Daddy and his buddies are going to turn you into a poz pig.” I moaned. “Whore you out, service who we tell you to, sell your little hole to anyone and everyone” Fuck, I hoped this wasn’t just talk. I would love to be a little whore to big muscle daddies. “Fuck that’s the plan,” Dad said. My balls couldn’t take it anymore. I felt the edge coming and I wasn’t going to be able to hold back. My cum load was building fast. “Going to fuck a negative cum load in you Dad” “On of your last negative cum load boy” The man behind me sped up his moving of my body back and forth. “Here it comes Dad” My balls tighten up next to my crotch as my piss slit opened and I spunked my Dad’s muscle ass. I moaned and yelled with pleasure. I was still being moved back and forth on the man’s cock. I could feel my cock softening after my load was deposited in my Dad’s hole with the rest of the cum he had collected. When my cock slipped out the man behind me, grabbed my legs and held them by the back of my thighs as he bounced me up and down on his thick cock. Dad as turned and I could feel his tongue licking my hole and the cock sliding in and out of it. “Let’s stretch him open good” the man said. Without another word, my Dad stood and moved in close, folding me more between them. I could feel his cock head exploring around my ass, which was stuffed with cock already. “Get me a brown bottle” Dad demand Someone handed him a bottle and he gave it to me. “Huff buddy until you can’t huff anymore, don’t stop” I did as I was told, huffing in one nostril then the other, back and forth. Dad was pushing the head of his cock next to my hole, pushing it up inside me with the other man’s thick cock. “Double fuck that hole” someone shouted. “Fucker’s pucker is going to be wrecked” “Doc Peters will fix him up,” some one else yelled. “Yeah right after he shoves his hole splitter deep inside” I felt my hole give way a little and that was all it took, my Dad’s cock head popped inside. I moaned a loud yelp as I was held tighter. “I’m in” Dad said. “Push in father Jack” the other man said “Stretch my pussy open Dad” I cried out. I was impaled on two big horny bodybuilder’s cock, I felt my pucker stretch wide, so wide I had tears in my eyes. The pain was intense, but the pleasure of two cocks in my hole was unimaginable. Dad started to move his cock in further, pushing his head along the cock already buried in my hole. I felt my cock start to jump and twitch. I felt the contractions in my taint, which caused my fuck hole to contract around the two cocks. Dad feeling my hole contracting, started to pump in and out, while the man holding me starting to move me up and down on his cock. They soon had a rhythm going. My cock ached it was so hard. My cum shot was building. “I’m going to fucking cum another neg load.” “Shoot it boy,” Dad said. “Shoot it on my massive pecs” the man said bouncing me harder up and down his cock. My piss slit opened and I shot. It shot high in the air, Most of it landed on the bodybuilder’s massive chest, but one shot so high up it hit the underneath of his chin. Dad quickly started to scoop up my cum on his finger and started feeding it to the other man. He sucked it down and swallowed it. “Nothing like some boy’s neg cum” Both men started pumping my hole faster and faster. I was in boy pig heaven. Two massive Daddy dicks up my pucker. Dad bit my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine and making my pucker tighten around their cocks. Dad moaned loudly in my eye. “Want another load of your Daddy’s toxic seed, boy? “Fuck yeah your twisted fucking pervert.” “Here it comes boy” he said grunting loudly again. “Coat my cock Jack with your cum, going to use that spawn seed to lube his hole. Dad grunted over and over as his cock shot deep in my boy hole. His cock slipped out and I was hugged tightly and moved over to a sofa that was pushed off to the side of the room. I was laid on the seats of the sofa on my back. The man spread his legs wide, lowering his cock to be even with my used hole. “My fucking hole needs a big cock in it’ my Dad yelled. I looked around the room of the debauchery happening, my cock twitched at the sight of men fucking, sucking and more. The man grabbed my ankles, holding them up and began to roughly fuck my hole. My cock and balls were bouncing with each thrust. “Gonna mix my strain with your Dad’s” he said. “Fuck me!” I pleaded. “Gonna fuck you so hard you will walk funny” He pulled his cock all the way out and rammed it back in. Over and over. I could feel the cum running down my crack and onto the sofa under me. The sounds of his body hitting mine as he rammed in, joined the echos of sounds of fucking in the room. “Get ready boy” he said. “Going to get another load in the hole, mix the strains already infecting your blood” He rammed in hard and held his cock balls deep as his cum shot out of his piss slit and coating me. He pulled out and with my legs in front of him, stepped up on the sofa and pushed forward until his cock was at my mouth, I crunched in and took the cum covered cock into my mouth, licking the mixture of different men’s load off and swallow. When he was happy that I cleaned his cock good, he grabbed my head and pulled me to my knees in front of him.

The Old Cemetery Chapter Six Mac’s big cock was fucking me harder, thickening with each thrust. I could feel his hairy nuts bouncing off my ass as he fucked me. “What’s going on it here” a voice said from the door way. None of the men said a work, nor did Mac stop fucking me and the men were still putting their big cocks into my mouth. I focused my gaze to the entry way, best I could. In between the men I could see a dark figure coming towards us. “I asked what’s going on in here” said the figure, this time with a more stern voice. “What do you think” Principal Jackson said. “Well, if I had to guess,” the man said in the darkness and then laughed. “You fucker” Coach Wood said. The dark figure moved into the dimly lite area where I was on two coffins with Mac’s hard cock up my ass. When he got closer, I could see he was dressed in the mask and cloak just like everyone else. He was naked and his body was completely smooth. I could see that he had a tattoo where his pubic hair should have been. I had never seen anything like it before. I stared at it. There was something evil about it. Something unnerving. “Cole I would like for you to meet Samael” Coach Wood said. “I am the Angel of Death” Samael said. My eyes were glues to the tattoo above the base of his cock, with was twitching and growing. “Cole, looks like you found something you like?” he asked. “Your tattoo” I stuttered out. “Baphomet in the Pentagram” he said, “I sold my soul to Sarah Palin himself” My stomach was now in knots. Mac continued to pump my hole with his thick cock. Samael wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly stroked and watched Mac’s cock disappear in and out of my hole. A cock pushing at my lips pulled my attention away from the crotch tattoo. “How many loads of poz cum has he taken tonight from your poison cocks” Samael asked. “Just two, Principal Jackson’s and Coach Wood,” Chief Braddock replies. “Sounds like the night is just beginning.” Mac pumped harder and faster in and out of my hole. His cock was thick and hard as fucking iron. I knew he was edging closer and closer to injecting his poison into my hole, adding to the first two. His grunting became loader and loader, echoing in the death chamber. “Gonna put my big creamy tainted seed up this boy’s hole” Mac grunted. His nails dug into my hips as he rammed in deep. “Seed that boy” Samael shouted. As Mac’s cock pumped its thick load into me, Chief Braddock was working his cock, readying it for my sloppy hole. The air was thick with sex. The heat was baking the air with smells of cum, sweat and death. I was certain I was smelling the heavy smell of death’s decay emanating from the crypts around us. As Mac’s softening cock slipped from my hole, I felt wetness run out of my ass. Chief Braddock, using his hard cock, scooped it up and pushed it back in my hole. His cock slid in with ease. “Looks like Cole here is going to be gapping and leaking all night long.” the last of the original men said. It was tugging on my mind, but I knew that voice, but could not place it. The identity of one of my makers eluded me for now and the last one was silent this whole time, I think. Chief Braddock thrusted his cock in and out of my hole at a quick pace. He wasn’t a long, deep thrusts fucks, he was a jackrabbit, short and shallow. His eyes were closed and he was biting his lower lip. I knew his pleasure was over the top. He wasn’t going to last long. He was going to blow his poz seed in me soon. “Going to cum boy. Watching these men use your neg hole and charge you up got me turned on” His panting and grunting became quicker and louder. I felt him thrust in deep and hold, as his cock twitched inside my bowels. His cum shot out fast and hard, blasting his deadly seed into me. “Damn Chief I don’t ever think I saw you shoot as quick as you did. I know you get off on injecting poisonous seed in unsuspecting holes, but this boy knows you’re poz and he want’s it.” Samael said. “It’s the boy that has me so turned on, his craving of poz seed after being loaded with one load. Plus I have lusted for a new boy to convert.” As the Chief moved away from my ass. The man that spoke stepped up and rammed his cock into my gapping hole. I yelped a moan of pleasure as his cock head hit deep. “Going to use your hole boy, seed it with some of my mutated virus” he grunted as the pulled out and thrusted back in. The man that was silent stood next to him, watching and slowly stroking a thick hard cock that had the biggest cock head I ever seen. It was so hard it was nearly purple in color. I slowly ran my eyes down the shaft of his cock. At the base and against his crotch was a big, thick silver ring. It was engorging his cock, making it thicker and harder. As the man fucked my sloppy hole, someone got behind him and started to twist the man’s nipples with their finger tips. “Fucking use your nails” he grunted. I watched as the nipples were placed in-between the nails and soon were digging into the flesh. The man next to him with the ring around his cock, was looking right at me deep into my eyes. I was hypnotized by his dark eyes. I tried to reach out and touch his throbbing cock, but he swatted my hand away. I wanted to feel that fucking cock in my hands, up my ass or down my throat. It was so bloated with blood, it looked obscene. I reached out for my cock and my hand was slapped away. “The only way you cum boy, is if your cock cums while being fucked” Principal Jackson said. “Fuck yeah boy, your focus is your hole and pleasing the man that is up it.” Coach added. I was learning my place, as these men used me. It brought a little satisfaction to me. The cock was pumping harder and harder as the man’s grunting got louder and louder. It wasn’t going to take long for this man to cum. “Fucking add your young potent virus up the boy’s hole” “Gonna cum” he said, grunting. “Fucking cum up his hole Roy” Coach said. I now knew his identity. He was Roy Biggs, the new fireman in town. Damn, did he come here poz or did these men infect him. I moaned as he pounded me hard. My body was twitching as he fucked me. My hole was pulsating around his cock. “Fuck his hole is twitching around my shaft, “ he panted. His thrusting began to be come deeper and faster, he increased in speed with each thrust. “Fucking give me your hot young poz load Roy,’ I begged. “I fucking need that strain” I begged louder and louder. “Cum up my fuck hole” “The boy needs that load Roy” someone yelled Roy’s cock pumped in deep and started shooting. He kept pumping in and out as his cum shot out of his piss slit deep inside me. “Giving you my strain boy” I felt the underside of his cock pulse as it pump it’s poz load out of the piss slit into my waiting hole. He grunted and grunted as he tried to catch his breath.

I’ve always had a thing for cubs and bears, so it’s no surprise my favorite hangout is the local bear bar. I’m also a bit of an exhibitionist, and I always try to attend the bar’s monthly “underbear” parties. It’s a popular event because they don’t charge the usual cover to enter the main bar. The underwear party is in the smaller upstairs-bar, and that costs double, but you get to hang out with a couple hundred nearly naked, horny guys, so it’s worth it. I usually arrive early and stake out a spot near the clothes check. Watching the guys undress is a big part of the fun for me. I’ve been enough times to know the regulars and can guess what they have on underneath; boxers and boxer-briefs mostly, and many keep their t-shirts on, especially the bigger guys. But this particular night, I saw more new faces than regulars, and they were showing more skin than usual; probably thanks to the recent warm weather. Although I’m a little shy talking with guys, I’m not shy when it comes to my body. I stripped down to just my boots and my favorite black jock, stuffed my wallet in my sock and checked the rest of my clothes. The flow of the crowd led me towards the bar at the back. Along the way my exposed ass was grabbed several times and even slapped once. During one tight squeeze, a hairy-chested daddy with a neck tattoo pressed closer to me than necessary and paused to rub his impressive bulge against my jock. “Nice bumping into you.” he said over the pulsing music. I just smiled and said, “Likewise.” I wanted to say more, but couldn’t think what, so I reached-up and massaged his hairy pecks. He seemed to like it, so I rubbed his nips with my thumbs. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” he said, "but I gotta go. Catch you later.” With that he squeezed my ass, then moved away with the crowd as I adjusted the stiffy in my jock. The wait for drinks was long. I got a beer then moved towards the corner between the bar and the DJ booth. It was darker there, and s darker here and was somewhat hidden from the crush at the bar, which made it the perfect place to get away from the eyes of management. Immediately I could tell something was up. A wall of men were blocking the area off, and were facing the back corner. I pushed my way closer. Over bare shoulders, I could see a wavy haired, scruffy faced cub, sitting naked on a folding chair. He was sucking a bald guy wearing a harness. Lots of guys had their cocks out, enjoying the show. The bald guy had the cub by the hair and face-fucked him roughly. Every few strokes he went balls deep. The cub had to come up for air only once. When he did, he had the biggest, cutest smile that made my cock jump. Soon the bald guy said he was getting close. I expected the cub to kneel on the floor and open his mouth like a baby bird. Instead he quickly turned around, put one foot on the chair and presented his ass. The bald guy slid his bare cock all the way in, then pumped four or five more times before he started to spasm and moan as he shot his load in the cub’s ass. More than a few guys voiced their approval. “Fuck" involuntarily said out loud. The guy in front of me, an out-of-my-league regular I called Moustache Mike, leaned back and said, “Third load he’s taken tonight. Some daddy’s pimping out his cub bareback. Hot.” “Wow. Yeah, hot,” I replied. The bald guy pulled out and the cub tried to suck him clean, but he was too sensitive and backed away. Another man approached. It was the guy with the neck tattoo that had rubbed up against me. He put his arm around the cub and said, “Let’s see. Who’s next?” as he scanned the crowd. A couple guys raised their hands, but the daddy kept looking. When his eyes met mine he smirked and then pointed right at me. Mustache Mike looked back, and when I didn’t move, said “He means you.” Mike stepped aside and took my beer. Someone behind gently pushed me forward. A few steps and I was again face to face with the hairy-chested daddy. I was a little hesitant, not just because of the audience, but because I don’t fuck bareback - at least until I know someone better. I hoped everyone wouldn’t be disappointed, but I only planned to enjoy the blowjob. My fears disappeared when Daddy moved in and gave me a hard, wet kiss. The cub repositioned the chair and sat in it, took out my cock, which was already erect, and began sucking. Daddy moved aside and pulled my jock to the floor. I lifted each foot as he completely removed and tossed it. The cub was good. He quickly realized that going balls deep doesn’t do it for me and found the sweet spot on the underside of my big mushroom head: the spot where all the pleasure nerves of my cock are concentrated. I glanced down to watch the cub at work and ran my fingers through his wavy hair. He looked up and flashed me his sexy smile. Somehow, that made me even harder. I was enjoying his blowjob so much, that I almost didn’t notice that Daddy was now behind me. He was reaching around, squeezing my pecks and working my nipples, like I had done to him earlier. He kissed my neck and sucked and bit my ears. I was getting close. I didn’t say anything, but I’m sure everybody watching could tell. The cub stood up and turned around. He lined my dick up with his hole and pushed back. My raw cock felt so good entering him, that I couldn’t resist and began slowly fucking his furry ass. Daddy reached down and grabbed some of the cum and lube leaking from his boy. He rubbed it onto my own fuck-hole. His slick finger, teasing and massaging, soon worked its way inside me, pushing the bald guy’s cum knuckle deep. A moment later, the head of Daddy’s cock was pushing against my hole. It popped in easily; more because I had backed onto it, than he had pushed it in. The double pleasure was too much. I fucked faster and faster. Daddy moved closer and deeper. He pinched my nipples harder. I cried out from the pleasure and pain. A few more pumps and my cry turned into grunts as I shot a giant load up the cub’s guts. A second later Daddy let out a primal scream as he unloaded in my ass with deep hard jabs. I heard the crowd cheering over the music as my breathing return to normal. After pulling out, the cub licked cleaned both our cocks as Daddy rewarded me with more wet kisses. I noticed that his neck tattoo was of a black scorpion with a drop of red poison dripping from its stinger. All the kissing and cock cleaning had my dick half hard again. The cub stood up and joined in the kissing. “Thanks Hot Stuff,” he said, “that was fucking hot.” The cub said something more, but it got lost with the loud music. Whatever it was, it made Daddy smile and then he winked at me. He gave my ass one last squeeze before turning to scan the crowd for the next volunteer. I looked around the floor, but my jock was nowhere to be found. A couple guys gave me congratulatory pats on the back and said things like, “nice show man” and “fucking bareback slut.” I suddenly felt very naked and backed away from the crowd and against the wall. By now, Daddy had selected another guy and all attention was focused there. Mustache Mike appeared with a big smile and handed me my beer. “Fucking hot man, I didn’t think you had it in you.” Five years of seeing him in the bar and tonight was the most he had ever spoken to me. “Did you notice what happened to my jock?” I asked. He held it up in his hand. I reached for it, but he pulled back, saying “It’s gonna cost you.” I thought he was joking, but he put his hand behind his back when I reached again. “What do you mean?” I asked. “I didn’t know you’re a kinky barebacker.” “Well…” Mike leaned in closer. “Years ago, I asked somebody about you. He said you were safe-only vanilla.” “Vanilla! No…” “And now it turns out you’re versatile. Us versatile guys gotta stick together" as Mike’s fingertips gently caressed the head of my cock. “Together. Yes.” I said as our eyes locked. I went for it and kissed him. He kissed back and our tongues found each other for a passionate minute. “I’ll tell you what,” he said breaking off the kiss, “I’ll give you back your jock....in exchange for one thing.” By this time Mike’s fingers had found my pleasure spot and my whole body shook as my dick came back to life. Mike approvingly commented “Wow you recover fast. Let’s make that two things.” “What two things?” I asked. “Right here, right now, you let me breed that ass of yours. Then you breed me.” He didn’t have to wait for an answer. I turned around and pressed my naked ass against the bulge in his briefs. He pulled out his huge stiffening cock. A minute rubbing it up and down my crack and he was hard enough to slip it in my sloppy hole. He grabbed me by the wrists and held them against the wall over my head. Instantly we found our rhythm: pulling away, but not all the way out, and pushing back together, deeper than I’d ever been fucked; speeding up at the same time and pace as the load built up in his balls. All the time Mike was saying, “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah…” until he made a choking noise, pushed in deep and pinned me against the wall with his whole body, saying, “I’m cumming. Cumming. Breeding your fucking ass.” He pulled out and I felt a glob of cum plop onto my leg. Without a word he turned around and faced the crowd, placed his hands on his knees and bent forward. I fingered Mike’s ass lips, then lubed him up with his own cum that was running down my leg. He had bent into the perfect position; both height and angle, for my hard cock to access his hole. I thought I would have lasted longer because I had just cum; but fucking in public, facing a room full of guys in just their underwear, was too exciting. Mike’s cries of “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah. Give it to me, give me that load” pushed me over the edge. I shot my wad inside Mustache Mike’s sexy ass. I smiled at the thought that half an hour ago I didn’t think he even knew who I was. He turned around and we kissed long and slow. I bent down to suck his cock clean. It was then that I noticed on his upper right thigh the same tattoo of the scorpion with dripping red poison. “Cool tatt” I commented. “What is it? Some kind of club or something?” “You might say that.” He said with a laugh. Then his face got serious as he asked, “You mean you don’t know about the scorpion?” “No, but I like it.” I replied, adding “Maybe I should get one.” “Maybe you should” Mike replied as he pulled me in for another kiss.

A pussyboy bottom should never have any limits. They exist to be used, degraded and violated. A man should be able to do whatever twisted, nasty, sick stuff they want to a cumdump and expect to be thanked for treating them like worthless trash. l prefer a truly submissive faggot that understands its place as a fuckhol, a cumdumpster, a urinal, an ashtray, or whatever they wanna use some dirty whore for. Limits are for people with self-respect, not for shameless cockwhores.

When I fuck my boy, Drew late at night in bed, I pump my seed up his ass and stay inside him. Especially when he's face down, I fall asleep on top of him enjoying my boy's hole on my cock. Gets me hard again.

Received a total of 7 loads last night. Everything just fell into place! I went on Grindr and was hit up by a 6’ 5” guy with a nice bbc. It didn’t seem huge in the pictures, but when I got there I couldn’t wrap my hand around it or even get it all in my mouth/throat. He didn’t waste any time and started pushing into me before I even took a hit of poppers. He plowed me for a good 10-15 minutes and told me “I know what you’re here for” and shot a huge load in me. There was a bit of cum on his cock when he pulled out and of course I sucked him clean like a good cum dump. He left me gaping and I could feel his load leaking as I was driving. I went back on Grindr and this hot daddy I hooked up with months ago was looking. I told him I am already loaded and he told me to come over right away. We fucked for an hour or two, he gave me four loads. His husband came home during the last load and ended up giving me a load as well. So up to 6 now. Then I went back home. Got in bed with my bf and took his load to end the night. Such a great unplanned night!

Love it all… as a man who started having sex with his dad as a youngster and having sex regularly with my own kids… I appreciate it all. I love sharing my kids with in the know other men… it makes me hard watching other guys fuck my boys…. I love eating their asses after they are loaded….

I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Quebecois Father and Son FF One of the kinkiest experiences I ever had took place at a Fisting Party on the Upper West Side a few years back. Jim, a guy I played with occasionally - but only when his very vanilla partner was out-of-town or occupied - asked if I would go to a leather party with him located near his place. He thought the scene might be a bit much for him alone, but that if I was along, he'd fit in better. Sounded good to me, so with some leather already on, we carted the rest over 3 blocks in our bags, we rang the apartment, and were greeted at the front door by the host, a guy I'd seen at some pnp get-together's before. Our host, Earl was a 40ish stocky, shaved black man, already in harness and ass-less chaps. (I should mention Jim is a tall, thin white guy, very pale with lots of dark hair all over and a long skinny cock). We stripped in a foyer and added some additional leather from our bags – I loaned Jim a vest, leather jockstrap, leather cockring and armbands, and a leather ball cap to go with his construction boots; while I was in chaps, codpiece, harness with chrome cockring, bicep bands on both arms, engineer boots and motorcycle cap. We passed through a blanket hung up like a curtain to enter the main part of the apartment. The main room was set up dungeon style, with two slings, a couple of weight benches, two rim seats and leather or rubber drop cloths over the floor and furniture. There were several lube stations complete with j-lube, crisco and elbow grease, and on a raised table at the far end of the room, several bongs and pipes already loaded. A sharps container rested below the table. Earl, our host had recognized me from other gatherings as well and told me to go get cloudy and “do your usual thing and help get these guys started”. I wondered if my friend Jim realized this was a party with a distinct focus on fisting? Fortunately, my nails were all trimmed. I looked around seeing about 6 or 7 men there already, all age groups, body types, and ethnicities. Jim spotted an old buddy he’d not played with in years and went over to chat. Two guys in latex gear I’d never seen before waved me over to the sheet covered sofa they were sitting on, indicating the large water-bong they were using. Smiling, I came over and they split apart so that I would sit between them. Handing me the pipe and the torch, a melted the product and took a huge hit, held it, then slowly released a huge cloud, one of the guys murmured “mon dieu” as I sighed “Thanks, I needed that…” I told them my name, and they introduced themselves as Claude and Didier. “A pleasure gentlemen, now who wants a shotgun?” The older one Claude didn’t get that but the younger Didier did and indicated his mouth. I took another big hit, held it while giving the pipe and torch to Claude and met Didier’s mouth and exhaled the hit to him while our tongues played a bit. Didier blew out the cloud then indicated Claude with his head, I turned and Claude was in the midst of drawing a large hit himself and with his finger indicated I should come closer, and passed me the smoke in a shotgun. A few more minutes of sharing and blowing clouds and a few more comments and I told them I had to ask two questions, and the indicated to go ahead. “First question. Quebecois?” as I looked back and forth between them, “Yes,” responded Claude, “most Americans would have gone for French first.” I said, “Nah, the accent is different, and you’re both taller than most Frenchmen.” “Second question?” asked Didier with a smirk, noticing how I kept looking from one to the other, obviously scrutinizing them and curious. Both were olive-skinned white guys with a tan, tall, with dark hair on their heads, in Didier’s beard, and nicely scattered on the parts of their bodies that weren’t covered by their matching latex singlets. Average bodies, not gym rats like I was at the time. Long fingered hands, large long feet. And most curious, both had green eyes. “Second question then,” I started. “You two look a lot alike. I mean REALLY a lot as if you were brothers, which would be hot enough to me, but the age difference is too much. Trust me, I won’t be freaked out, I’d be turned on, so how exactly ARE you two related? Or is the fact you look alike the greatest coincidence of all time?” Claude looked around a bit, half concerned, half amused and said simply: “I’m his father”. “Oh shit that’s hot…” I whispered. “Seriously?” They both nodded and laughed at my facial expression. “Damn that’s hot” I repeated. “Not everyone thinks so,” Didier responded as we all looked around “even in a situation like this.” They promised to tell me more after we’d played a bit – they wanted to double team me and I was more than happy. I told them I had to find out more about this, just as the host was passing out loaded points. I looked around to see if Jim was cool with everything and caught him getting his cough and holding his arm over his head after his old buddy slammed him. Jim winked and gave me the thumbs up then started snogging his friend. Earl reached us at that point and asked if I were bumping or pointing that night, remembering I was the guy who always had to drive home. “Didier’s a home health aid in Montreal, he’s really a good admin,” Earl indicated. Since I had a particularly long block of time to play with this event starting in late afternoon, I gsve a nod. Earl was right, Didier was quick and efficient, and I was still finishing my cough when I heard Claude’s similar reaction from doing himself behind me, followed by Didier’s own launching into the stratosphere. The three of us got into a hot make out session of rough 3-way kissing before the two of them each sunk their mouths onto my nips – Claude particularly was turned on by how big they were (or so it seemed from the things he was muttering as he sucked, bit and tongued them). Our hands were all roving all over each other – I was tweaking their nips, jerking their soft but very long cocks, and fingering their hot holes. I was in the center of the couch and both of them got on their haunches on either end of it, their faces meeting over my cock, which they proceeded to lick, kiss and suck, intermittently kissing each other and sucking the other’s tongue. Between watching an honest-to-God father and son share my cock while they made out, and the little blue wonder I’d taken earlier, my cock was rock hard shortly. While they blitzed out on cock sucking and kissing each other I was slipping my fingers into their two hungry holes. I stood up from the couch, and for a few minutes,one rimmed me while the other continued sucking me, and then they switched. Soon I was on the floor in front of the couch, the two of them together in the center with their touching legs overlapping, leaning back with legs raised and holes exposed. I went back and forth rimming one while fingering the other, then switching while spending a while as well on each of their long, uncut ‘saucissons’. For some reason, I found the Dad’s hairy hole a bit more exciting, and the son’s cock more compelling, though telling the difference was a bit tough, as Didier was truly a chip off the old block almost identical to his father Claude. Their cocks got only semi-hard and were mostly soft at this point, but they did get hard later in the event. Unlike most of the pnp parties I’ve been to before or since, this one was unusual in that guys either paired or trio-d up at the beginning and pretty much played with the same guy or guys for most of the evening – though cheered on and watched by the other groups. There was a bit of a “round robin” as all of us fisted the host as he lay back in one of the slings. Then the other sling was free and Claude, Didier and I moved over to use it. It was very hot, when Claude lay back in the sling while the thinner Didier, with the assistance of two solid blocks on either side of the center of the sling straddled his father with their cocks and chests rubbing against each other and two beautiful holes presented to me. For a few minutes, I fucked each of them, bending my knees to access dad, and up on my toes to access the son. Since this was a fisting party (much to Jim’s surprise apparently, though he seemed to be doing well over by the fuck bench, with his arm way up his buddy’s chute while sitting on a large dildo up his own hole. I started playing with both holes and worked on opening them up Didier hopped up to go get the bong while I worked his Dad’s inner paradise – he got handed a bottle of poppers from the guy in the next sling and took a huff as four of my lubed fingers spread and turned in his hole. Didier put the stem of the bong to Claude’s mouth as he took a huge hit and blew a few huge clouds. Then he brought it to me and held it (both my hands and forearms were covered with j-lube so I sure couldn’t hold it) and let me take some hits – he did a few shot-gunning his dad on the last one as Claude’s hole inhaled my whole hand past the wrist. Didier had put the bong back and returned, rimming me a bit as I worked his dad’s hole and using a vibrating plug on my hole. I worked Claude’s hole for a while, thrusting, turning pulling almost all the way out, and after a bit, Didier added a few of his fingers alongside my wrist inside his dad. Claude needed to break, and after we checked that no one was waiting for it, Didier got in the sling. Started the same, opening him up, Claude brought the pipe, we all clouded while I used my fingers to stretch the kid’s fuck-hole. A hit of poppers and my hand shot in. Claude sucked my cock and played with my ass as I got further into his son’s core. Eventually he got on all fours under the sling and with me kneeling on the pillow while working his son’s hole, Claude backed on to my cock. I fucked him (gently to be fair) until Didier started demanding I pound them both. The fisting and the fucking got more energetic, I even got some punch fucking of Didier in before a break was called. We all went to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and they began to tell me their story (which I was DYING to know). As they spun their tale to me, we finished washing up and headed back to the couch with a newly refilled bong. I had wondered how this all started and who approached who. It seems son had approached father – seems Claude’s wife and Didier’s mother had started being distant and abusive to Claude and was diagnosed with Early On-set Alzheimer’s. This was 5 years prior when Didier was 19, and Claude 41. Claude was thrust into care-giver mode, and his sex life dwindled to zero, while his libido was still quite healthy leaving him horny and depressed. He was, however, still faithful to his wife and thought a mistress or a prostitute wouldn’t be right, even though his wife could no longer return his feelings. Meanwhile, at McGill his son had discovered the joys of not only gay sex, but gay chem sex. He also saw how miserable, lonely and depressed his father was. Claude had even brought up to Didier when he was visiting home one night after they’d had a few beers, that he was so horny but could not imagine cheating on his wife with another woman. That hatched a plan in Didier’s head. Reminding his father that he needed to break sometime, he got his Claude to hire an Aide for an entire four-day weekend while he went downtown and visited his son in his apartment at McGill. Utilizing the sports therapy massage skills he was already learning – plus a judicious use of some G in a sports drink, Didier got his father in a very relaxed, horny and calm mood. “You roofied your Father?” I burst out. Claude shushed me and told his son to continue. While massaging his recumbent naked father, Didier not only came out to him, but proposed that he would be happy to be the solution to his father’s sexual dilemma – not being female, he suggested that’s not really cheating. Between the G and the skin-to-skin contact and Claude’s overwhelming horniness, he told his son he could see some logic in that, but really wasn’t sure. Assuring that he had ways to help Claude decide, Didier pulled out a glass pipe, filled it with tina, and popped some bareback gay and bi porn on the TV and computer. Even though Claude claims he never really thought about or fantasized about having sex with men, the seduction worked. Soon son was blowing his dad and getting fucked by him and as more time and T went by that weekend, Claude started sucking his son and being fucked himself. He totally fell for chemmed gay sex, and by the end of the weekend a couple of Didier’s buddies had joined in. After that, Didier came home at least a couple of times a week – and since his Dad was already sleeping in his son’s room so the Aides could take care of his wife in the master bedroom, it didn’t arouse much suspicion when Didier and Claude would spend the night together in the same room, and though they also got high frequently, the did their best to keep it really quiet! Eventually the wife lost all memory and abilities and was moved to an institution for round the clock care, at which point Claude moved into Didier’s apartment which was closer to the extended care hospital than his original home, and allowed father and son to continue exploring their pnp limits. Both of the men being ass-infatuated, fisting naturally followed. Though both were versatile, both actually preferred bottoming, Claude even more so than Didier. Depending on the gay crowd you were with, they were either the scandal or the darlings of Montreal. Having hydrated, cleaned up and re-upping our high, we blew a few last clouds and got back to hole play. They got on their knees on the couch and we did a “Chariot Race” with me having an arm up each ass, fisting them simultaneously while they kissed and made out like crazy. One would fist the other while I either fucked them from behind, or fisted them, and again, they’d switch. I was fucked by both of them when they got hard finally and they helped me open my hole with toys, fingers, plugs and an anal pump. We’d break and shower off a bit, then return to the party room to have a rim circle and blow a few clouds. After they each slammed again, I was able to fist fuck Didier with two hands, then pulled one out as his father put his hand in with mine. I did the same with Claude, only with him I could have both hands in and Didier slipped one of his part way in as well. Astonishing… especially when Didier whispered in my ear “and to think, not long ago that chempig was a straight married guy… technically STILL married”. I almost shot hearing that! We played for 11 hours and I had to get going, thanking our host many times and offering to kick in for the favors, which he refused. I bid farewell to my hot Quebecois pervs, hoping I’d see them again (never did, unfortunately). Jim walked me out as he was heading home as well. He was really glad he came but didn’t think he’d do it again – he thought he “went too far” and was concerned if he did this too much, sex with his vanilla partner would pale too much. And, he added, it was a bit too much for his own limits. “Were those guys you were with REALLY father and son?” he asked. I nodded, “yeah on one break they took out their passports, they sure were.” “I don’t know,” Jim replied. “That’s kinda hot, and kinda sick to me… I guess I’m just not as debauched as you are…” I gave him an elbow to his ribs and hopped in my car, parked in front of his place on W85th. “Nah,” I said as we both laughed and he headed to his building. “But you WANT to be!”

Note to all my stories: What I post in the fiction section is really and truly fiction, products of my diseased, perverted mind. This story had its start in a guy I saw at Club Z many years ago, long before I discovered bugchasing. He was a troll, looking at him disgusted me, skinny, wasted, missing teeth, much like the Troll in this story. As revolted as I was I couldn't help being fascinated by his cock, it was lovely. Long, hard, perfectly formed, my mouth almost watered watching him stroke it slowly as he looked me in the eye. I wanted to suck it, feel it slide up my ass, squirt me full of his obviously diseased cum. He smiled at me and I turned and fled. I never saw him again, but I still think, what if...? Infected By the AIDS Troll I swallowed when I looked at the Troll, he was obviously sick. I'd seen guys with full blown AIDS before and it had always disgusted me. Now it made my dick hard to look at him and imagine his diseased cock raping my neg ass. He was gaunt, obviously ill, with a big belly that was not from beer. His legs were spotted with a few small Kaposi's marks. He didn't look that bad, but he obviously had AIDS. Did I actually want to let this diseased, AIDS ridden troll fuck me and cum in me? My dick throbbed with the answer, I did. I'd taken never taken a load I knew was poz, had just tested neg after a long dry spell. Now was my chance to get what all my jerk off fantasies revolved around, taking a poz load. I'd finally had to admit to myself that it turned me on more because it would be a load of AIDS cum. We were at a meet and greet for poz men. The organizers put a line in the publicity for the meeting that reluctantly welcomed 'poz friendly neg men', an obvious euphemism for bugchasers like me. I'd recently admitted to myself that I was a bugchaser, what better place to find someone willing and eager to spread the bug than here? I'd thought I'd meet some hot, young, fit guy and go back to his place and get poz fucked. Now my asshole was wet and aching to feel the Troll's diseased cock raping it, tearing it up, making it bleed so his AIDs bug would surely infect me. Troll smiled, a big, shit-eating grin. sure enough, no teeth, just raw gums. I almost shot my load, he was disgusting, I knew I'd be his bitch in minutes. He'd zeroed in and approached me, his name was Tom. The place was packed, he pushed up against me, pressing his hard cock into my butt, then reached around and groped my equally hard cock. We spoke briefly, then he wandered away and circulated, but his eyes kept track of me. My descent into bugchasing started when I saw references to 'charged loads', 'gifting' and 'pozzing' on the net. Soon all my fantasies featured me taking poz loads. When I first stumbled across accounts of young guys taking loads from old, AIDS ridden trolls I'd been revolted, but my dick was always rigid and oozing. More and more I jerked off to more extreme bugging fantasies featuring disgusting AIDS ridden trolls. Why was my dick hard and oozing, about to cum in my pants when I looked at him? I tried desperately to hide it, but I wanted him to bend me over the table and give me the hardest buttfucking of my life, ramming his diseased cock in me hard enough to tear my ass bloody and give the virus that infected his cum a straight shot at my bloodstream. Tom snickered as looked me up and down, he knew what I needed. He wore loose sweat bottoms and his cock was swelling as he looked me, tenting the crotch of the sweats. I couldn't help but stare, it was obviously large, thick and long, I went weak in the knees with a need to suck it, to make it grow, make it hard, so he could violate my neg ass and infect me with his disease. The place had thinned out a bit, men were making out, a few were on their knees sucking, one pair were fucking urgently. Tom looked at me and leered, my time was near. He pushed his sweats down and his cock flopped out. I whimpered, it was beautiful, magnificent, long, thick, big helmet head, a long foreskin lapping over a huge PA. My ass ached as I thought of how much it would hurt when he shoved that AIDS dick in me, how he'd tear my ass open and create clear paths for his disease to find it's way into my bloodstream and infect me. He pulled his shirt up and pushed his sweats down, he was gaunt and wasted, full belly, obviously diseased, Kaposi's on his thighs. I swallowed and dropped my pants to my knees, then turned around, leaned against the drink rail and stuck my ass out. Seconds later I felt the wet head of Tom's cock nuzzle my needy asshole. I moaned and pushed back, he chuckled and slapped me. "Easy, boy! I'm the boss here, you're nothing but a sick bugchasing bitch. You'll get what you want, but you'll get it like I want to give it to you. Tom pumped nine inches of hard dick in and out of me. He popped the head out, then back in, fuck it felt good! A few more minutes of slow fucking and he chuckled. "You like my AIDS dick in you, don't you?" "Fuck yeah, fuck it's good, give it to me." "Oh, I will, you're gonna get what you want tonight, gonna pump a creamy load of my AIDS cum into your tight neg ass, just like you want. I'm full blown. Yeah, you're gonna get it tonight, gonna poz you tonight, gonna infect you tonight." My stomach lurched when he said that. His dick felt so good in me, I loved he had AIDS. He would infect me, I should ask him to stop, or pull out and cum on my ass, not in it. It was so good getting fucked, it was so hot having an AIDS infected cock in me. My ass felt really wet, like when a man had cum in me, had he? I couldn't, but I knew some guys could cum more than once per fuck. Had he already shot in me? My dick pulsed at the thought, I could have AIDS cum in me now! I almost shot my load, it was so hot thinking about getting AIDS cum in me, I wanted it. "You gonna cum in me, gonna fill me with AIDS cum?" "Already shot once, your neg ass is full of my AIDS cum, my AIDS babies are in you now, I just pozzed you, just infected you, you got my strain." I moaned and shot my load, it was too late, he'd cum in me. No point in asking him to stop. And it felt so good, I wanted another load of his poison cum. "Fuck that's hot, cum in me again, give me another load of AIDS cum!" "Oh, I am, I'm pozzing you tonight, just like you wanted." "Fuck yeah, poz me, give it to me, poz me, infect me with HIV! Give me your strain!" I wanted it, wanted to get pozzed, infected with HIV. I might already have been, would be if he fucked me enough. Yes, he was infecting me now. "Sure thing, bitch, gonna infect you tonight, just like you want, gonna infect you with HIV." "Yes, infect me, infect me with HIV. I want you to infect me with HIV, I want your strain!" I looked at him fucking me in the mirror, he was full blown, he had AIDS. I felt his swollen AIDS belly against me and knew he was for real. I wanted his strain. "Give me your load, I want your strain, infect me with HIV!" "Already have you sick fucking faggot, already infected you, take my AIDS cum, faggot!" He shoved in hard and moaned, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated and filled my ass with his AIDS cum, giving me his strain.

My last load story was a guy I met in Philly this past weekend and he poured 100 of his saved loads in me. 💦🤤

While out on a bike ride a couple of days ago, I stopped by one of my town's bookstores as there were quite a few cars in the lot. Within maybe 5 minutes, I was sucking the dick of this cute college-aged guy wearing a t-shirt of our local university. I had my pants down around my ankles, no underwear (as usual), and my ass was still kind of sweaty from the bike ride. As I was sucking, hands grabbed my hips from behind and something hard pressed against my hole. I just kept sucking, didn't even look back to see who it was, and felt my hole open as a completely anonymous dick slid in - no lube, just the sweat from the ride and the heat of the back room. The guy I was sucking grabbed the back of my head to encourage me to keep working his dick, and I heard a third voice from off to the side say "Yeah, fuck his white pussy. Breed him." The guy fucking me lasted maybe two minutes before he shoved all the way in, and I heard him grunting out an "Oh fuck" as he unloaded into me. As soon as he pulled out, the other voice said "Now that you got some lube in there..." before I felt another dick slipping into me. I could feel something extra hard at first, and realized this second cock was pierced. This guy also grabbed onto my hips and fucked hard, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in to the hilt. The college boy I was sucking started thrusting hard into my mouth, gagging me on his dick, and it wasn't long before I felt his salty load blasting over my tongue just as the guy fucking me said "Yeah, take this load, fag" and started pumping his own cum into me. He pulled out, slapped my ass, and said "That's good pussy." I pulled off the college boy's dick and started to reach for my pants. College boy grabbed my arm and said "I got another load in me", moved behind me, and shoved his dick into my now very cummy hole. He fucked me for a couple of minutes, saying nothing, but I could hear him grunting and his breath getting faster and more shallow until he let out a loud moan as he coated my insides with his seed. He pulled out, and I could hear him zipping up his pants. "Slut," he said, but there was no malice in it - more like a gentle teasing - and then I saw his shadow leave the booth. It took maybe 15 minutes from start to finish, but it made the unplanned stop very much worth it.

that's why I let guys do whatever they want to me, no questions asked, no matter how dirty, how twisted or how degrading, and I thank men for using me and treating me like trash and calling me a worthless whore

lf I had a faggot for a son, that little whore would be milking my balls down his throat on the regular

“How do you feel boy.” “Amazing Sir! Thank you.” “Mike, what do you think of your friends hole now?” Mike now stood behind me with the other two men, he rubbed my ass, and the slid a finger inside me. “He’s still a little tight I think,” Mike said wickedly. “Oh do you,” Erik said, “do you think you can fix that for me?” “Yes Sir! I sure can.” “Good, Jack lets go get another drink and we’ll let the boys have a little fun before round two.” “Sounds good to me.” I couldn’t see them, but I heard them leave and go back down stairs and then I was alone with Mike. “Are you glad you came to dinner now,” Mike asked when we were alone. “Oh my god yes. That was amazing. Is Erik serious about keeping me?” “Absolutely.” “And about locking my cock away.” “Yep.” “Fuck I cant wait.” “Well, guess with how you did so far… I don’t think they’ll make you wait till morning for that.” “It looks so hot on you!” “You’re going to look amazing as a pussy boy.” “How are you going to open me up with your cock locked up though.” “Oh, we have plenty of things to help with that,” Mike got up and moved out of my field of vision, “My guess is they’ve gone down stairs to get a drink and might fool around with each other for a while, so we probably have an hour for me to work this hole into a real pussy like mine.” “They play with each other?” “Even Daddies need to get bred. Now, take a deep breath and when I tell you let it out slowly.” I took a deep breath as instructed and felt something cool and firm press against my hole. “And breath out,” Mike said calmly as he started to press whatever he was holding into my cummy hole. I let the air out slowly and focused on keeping my body relaxed. I could tell he was stretching me wider than either cock had but strapped down as I was I had no way to see what he was sliding into my hole. Eventually my breath turned into a moan as the shaft of the toy slid deeper and deeper into me. “Fuck that feels huge,” I groaned. “This is my warm up toy now, I’ve ridden it every day since Jack locked me up. You’ll get used to it, and when you do you wont need anything but a little spit for Erik to slide deep inside you. And trust me, with how often Erik like’s to breed a hole you’ll want to be ready for it.” “Does he breed you a lot too?” “Not as often as Jack, though this week he’s been horny as fuck. He bred me in the grocery store today when we were getting stuff for dinner.” Mike was now slowly working the toy in and out of me, occasionally spitting on the shaft to make it side in and out of me easier. I for my part was relaxing into it, there was nowhere for me to go so I just gave up. I let my hole open wide and accept what Mike pushed inside. “Fuck, you just opened right up. Let’s try something bigger.” Mike pulled the toy out and flopped it on the bed in front of me. It was a three-inch-thick and probably a foot-long black dildo now covered in spit, cum, and ass juice. I was shocked it had slid inside me so easily. Before I could really be shocked by that though a new toy was pressed into me and I repeated the deep breath let out slowly technique Mike had instructed me on. This once was certainly thicker than the last and much longer. I quickly felt it against my second hole and had to breath slowly willing my insides to accommodate that invading dildo. “That’s it, let me in. Let this dildo slide deep inside you. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to taking all of these. Now that you belong to Erik its going to be my job to get your pussy in shape. We’re going to spend a lot of time with these toys till the just slide in your hole with no problem. Breath deep babe, you can take it.” With Mike’s words of encouragement, I felt something give way inside of me and suddenly what felt like six more inches of dildo slide inside me. We did that with four more toys, each time he would flop the dildo down in front of me just before pushing the next one into my hole. They were all shockingly large. Maybe it was because I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I felt so calm and safe that my hole was able to do things I had never thought it would before. The last thing he did before saying he was going to go check on the men was show me a six inch wide plug and then stuff it deep inside my exposed and gaping hole. I moaned, and then collapsed against my restraints.

A few more piercings and tattoos

I went to Steamworks Toronto for the 8-2 AM timeslot - last on reopening day it was 2-8PM. Atmosphere was relaxed and very horny. Most want to play, to touch, to grope you. A few idiots. Oh well.. LOAD #1 - ANAL. I managed to bring my 2 buttplugs and my favourite silicone lube with me in a plain grocery bag. This time they let me in. A younger man I spoke to last week coming in to Steamworks winked at me and wished me a fun stay. That wink would lead to something more. Back to my story. I used the thinner, then the thicker buttplug to open my hole up. I was douched as usual and ready to receive loads. In the back narrow darkroom (remodeled to fit more guys in there! YEAH!) a guy put 1 then more fingers in my ass. I was sucking on a hard cock at that time and bent over. After his fingers came his cock - thicker and longer. We moved to the end of the darkroom where there's now a bench. I bent over and he shoved his cock in. He pumped for about 5 mins, he didn't say much. He abruptly stopped. I wondered whether he came or not. He told - YES! A silent cummer, I guess. I could tell because his load was coming down my leg. Hehe! Remember the younger guy who winked at me? I met up with him in the front gloryhole-slurp-ramp-fuck bench area. He stopped into a gloryhole and I followed. He lowered his short to expose a huge piece of meat. I'd say very thick and 9". He was half-hard. His cock grew and grew up in my mouth. He shoved his cock down my throat. I'm a little out of practice. I tried to suck on it but was gasping for air. I was happy to have it down my throat. He didn't want to cum as it was early. My take is that he was definitely into older men like myself! LOAD #2 - ORAL. I recognized a younger man, lean, with a beautiful cock. He was wearing a round fluorescent watch. I remember getting oral loads from a similar guy in the past at Steamworks. He recognized me. After sucking on his cock and using a pressure point beneath his balls, he rewarded with a huge creamy load down my throat. LOAD #3 - ORAL. Again I was in the back darkroom tasting a number of cocks. One cock wanted relief. I crouched down and took his short stubby cock. He was younger. His cock grew a little bit, but it was enough to suck on and give me another creamy load to swallow. Short but oh-so-SWEET! LOAD #4 - ANAL. In the front fuck bench room I met up with a younger otter-bear. I was stroking my cock. My jock was around my neck and I was totally naked. He pinched my nipples and his hardness wanted my slicked up ass. I turned around to face the mirror. And he slid in me. He fucked me a few minutes then said he'd be back. Maybe he needed a washroom break. I went back to my dimly lit room to put a buttplug in my hole. This younger otter-bear found me and continued to fuck my ass. He pumped, let out a moan and blasted my ass with his cum. We lay together to savor the moment a little longer. We really both enjoyed the fuck! I could tell he's into daddies as well. Like I said before, guys are SO ready to bust a nut if you give them a chance and a hole or mouth to do it in. OINK!

Last night I’ve been to sauna Gi Joe in Montréal. I was taking and collecting loads. I left with 10 hot loads. My cunt was hurting but that was so fkg hot!

The best way to make that happen is for the bottom to relax his hole once the guy fucking him is starting to shoot. There is so much intensity in the orgasm that not much friction is required on the cock. Squeezing the hole sometimes increases the pressure too much that the guy pulls out before his cock has leaked all the cum inside. If the guy topping feels he needs more pressure he can just go deeper and achieve the pressure he needs. My last pre-pandemic breeding at the Spa Excess in Toronto was a good example of this. The guy walks into my room while I'm on the sling in my room. He fucked me for a while and when he starts shooting i relaxed my hole and I watched him unload inside my hole pumping his cock for a long time after shooting. He eventually pulled out but I guess he loved the way his cock felt inside my hole, that as he is about to leave the room, he comes back and sticks his cock back in for another couple of minutes.

I'd like to be #1 or #3.... but in reality I'm probably the one behind the camera taking the picture.

tEveryones anatomy is a little different, but this is a general picture of the inside of a rectum. There is no "second hole" but we can feel when someone hits curve where the rectum begins and the sigmoid ends. Feels like it's hitting a wall, eh? i've had a 22 inch dildo/snake inside, so it is quite possible to get way the fuck in there, and i have yet to meet a Top with a 22 inch cock (though the search goes on). It's all very flexible in there though and a Top who knows what they're doing can sorta straighten that curve with their cock. The trick is, when the cock hits the wall, to not withdraw but to slow down at the curve, thus 'opening' the second hole. It's fucking awesome really... i cannot imagine not taking a Top balls deep. Fuck, i want all of Him in me and imagine most bottoms would concur.

Chapter 7 Felix looked at Marco and says, "Wow, I am glad he left us alone. Can we start by getting our payment first?" Marco responded, "That sounds like a great idea. Alright Duke, why dont you take off those clothes. They smell too much like your owner there and right now you are all ours. Did you tell you how you would be paying us?" "He said that I would be servicing your cock, using my mouth and doing whatever you say." Felix looked at Marco and grinned, "Oh whatever we say?" Duke responded, "yes, that is what he said." Felix looked at Duke, "That is perfect. I hope you won't give us any issues. Now follow me." Felix led Duke to the far back. When Duke saw something hanging from the center of the room he was confused. "What is that?" Marco shot back "that's what we will be using for your chair. Go ahead and climb into it and Felix and I will make sure you are in snug so you dont mess up paying us or mess up your piercings. So just go over there and sit right on and we will get this started." Felix and Marco did the honors of locking Duke into the swing. Marco got in front and pulled his pants down. Duke insistently knew what to do and started to slowly suck on his cock. Felix was a total ass man and didn't get much enjoyment from having his cock sucked. He went right for Dukes hole. He started by licking Duke's hole and started tongue fucking his hole. Duke laid there moaning while also having Marco's cock in his throat. Felix looked up at Marco, "He really is a little slut. Should I give this moaning whore my load or no?" "Sure, it's too easy of an opportunity to pass up. Here let me pull out of his mouth first and I want to see the show." Marco pulled out of Duke's mouth and Duke was briefly confused until he all of a sudden felt Felix ram the largest cock he's ever seen into him. Duke screamed and begged him to stop. Felix looked down, "shut up you little slut. You know you want this dirty cock in you." Duke muttered, "no please stop it hurts to much please no more. I can't handle this please stop." Felix refused to stop and instead just kept telling Duke to shut up and take his dirty cock like a good whore. After about 10 minutes of assaulting Duke's hole he exploded. Duke felt the largest load yet exploding inside him. He felt so full from all the cum in him. Felix leaned down and whispered into his Duke's ear, "you're so pathetic and dumb. you know the only thing you're good for is collecting loads, right" Before Duke could respond Marcos yelled, "get out of the way I want a turn and we dont have much more time left." Felix moved and Marcos took position. At this point Duke's hole was so wet there was literally cum dripping from his hole while Marcos was fucking him. However, Marcos didn't last long and added his load to the mix. Marcos looked down at Duke and asked, " how does it feel having two dirty loads from us in your hole becoming a part of you." Duke's response, "It's all im good for". Marcos and Felix just looked at each other and smiled. "Alright time to get those nipples done. It will hurt for a moment but after awhile it will feel wonderful. You handled Felix's giant cock so this should not be an issue for you" Marcos said. Marcos started by putting the dots on the nipples with the markers and then clamped it. He then rammed the needle through and put in the hoop jewelry. Not one word from Duke at all from the first piercing. Marcos proceeded to the second and again no issue from Duke. Marcos looked down and said "how do they feel boy?" Duke said, "That didn't hurt at all. Piercings aren't so bad." In walked Austin's Dad....

I went to Latshift in Auckland on Sunday afternoon - initially it was really quiet - then I met a guy who is one of the regulars who has only recently started fucking me - he told me to get in the sling in one of the rooms. We fucked for a while then he said he was going to cruise the place to see who else had arrived. He turned the light on, opened the room to the door and turning toward me said, "Stay where you are. Let's see you how many cocks you get in your hole. I'll cum back later and give you my load!" I have never been a sling hog in my life - you know the guy lying there being ignored whilst a bunch of other guys wish they could get in the sling with the hot guy they just bumped into? Anyway - 3 minutes pass and a guy walks in - not a word said - he slides right in. He grabs my hips and starts really getting into it - eyes closed - I'm swinging away with his balls banging against my arse - and within 2 minutes he unloads in my hole. Result! This is turning out to be not too bad! I get 4 more guys in to visit over the next half an hour - then my fuckbud cums back in - and adds his load to the mix just like he said. I needed a break so go for a wander round the club - it's busy as by now and there are a group of guys in one of the larger rooms with a double fuck bed. I go join the bottom in there laying over the end of the bed - and we work on this fabulous bear's fat uncut cock - sharing it between us - taking turns to take it down our throats. Sometimes we take a side each and snog each other with this fabulous thick piece of deliciousness between our lips. Within a couple of minutes a guy lines up behind me and rams in a long fucking cock - and bangs my hole hard - I mean really hard! I push back and pin him against the wall and work his cock in my hole. He keeps going and I rest down on the bed again - and he adds his load in to the mix. Later on I head in to the dark room - the really pitch black no light at all - dark room. There's a silence broken by occasional groans. Then a hand on my arse - and I'm sure it's the bear with his big foreskin cock that's sliding in between my cheeks - It is! It's definitely him! So I bend over, and he teases my hole - just swirling round my ring with his cock head - smearing pre-cum and lube and other's cum all over my cheeks. Then he slides it in and we're away. What a great fuck - he sticks poppers under my nose and grunts in my ear and plays with my nipples - he manages to get me hard - and all the while relentlessly keeping a rhythm going that keeps building in my taint and my balls - my cock is slapping my stomach - hard now and dripping pre-cum all over the place and we both climax within seconds of each other. I stand up with him still deep in my guts - my cum spraying the other guys in the room; on the floor; up the walls - and another load up my cunt. What an excellent Sunday!

Andrew struggled against his restraints, he couldn't believe it. He bucked, trying to get off his dad's cock, but to no avail. He didn't want this, his mind was loosing itself with every thrust of his own parents cock. The cock that made him was now raping his hole, charging it up and turning him poz. Another moan escaped his lips, as his fathers Prince Albert ground across his prostate. His father was bigger than any of the guys he messed around with, and more aggressive, Andrew had never felt pleasure like this. His body felt on fire, but his mind struggled with trying to get off his fathers cock before it was too late, he didn't want to be raped poz by his own dad. Especially with all these men watching, everyone would know, Andrew would have to deal with everyone know that his own Father pozzed him. John thrust into his squirming son, watching the conflicted boy reel with the massive cock inside his cunt. He had watched the little fag come out, watched as his son became more of a fag and less of a man. John had to put up with all those lesser men using his son's holes, knowing that he had a right to them that others didn't. He had made Andrew, and that meant his cunt was his to use and share, not theirs. John had put up with blue balls for months, watching his son bring round lesser guys to fuck him, until he had duped him down here. Now the boy was gooning from all the chems and would take his fathers strain, whether he liked it or not. John could feel the toxic load churn in his balls, he was close. He raised his hand and began smacking his son's arse, each strike leaving a big red handprint on the sweat covered cheeks. "Beg for it son, beg for your Daddy's strain!" Andrew winced under his fathers assault, he squirmed whilst impaled on his dads cock. He wouldn't give in, maybe his dad would let him go if he didn't say anything. Another hard slap rained down on Andrews cheeks, and another. The sound of sobbing filled the air, as tears streamed down Andrews face, but John wouldn't let up until he heard Andrew accept his fate. "Beg for your Fathers toxic load in you worthless fag cunt, and I'll stop, I'll let you go" Andrew let out a loud sob, looking around the room at all the men jerking their big cocks. He knew this might be his one chance to get out of here without being raped by all these men, he knew what he had to do. The sound of Johns merciless spanking of his son, only interrupted by the groans of the men around him, and Andrews cries of pain, carried on. "P-p-please Dad" Andrew whimpered between strikes. "Please what faggot?" "Please let me go Dad" Another hard strike rained down on Andrews ass, John watched as his sons cheeks blossomed purple as his pierced cock slick with cum pummeled his cunt. "Beg for it boy, beg for the strain! Beg for your dad's toxic cum!" "Please Dad! Give me your toxic cum, please knock my cunt up Daddy, I need to be a poz boi!" Andrew conceded. John felt his balls tighten with the admission, speeding up and pushing past Andrews neg cunt for the last time. Adam felt the cum spurt in his sensitive cunt, the usual euphoria of having cum in his hole cut short by the realisation that it was his own dads toxic cum. John roared as he felt his cock twitch inside his son, feeling his toxic cock knock his own boy up. He could feel the connection forming between them as his cum coated his son's insides. Pulling out, he watched as a thick dollop of his load dripped out of his now gaping and loose cunt. "Right Lads, your turn" John said stepping back, as multiple hands reached out of the dark grasping onto his son. Andrew's surprised cries were muffled immediately by a cock being forced into his mouth, John didn't feel bad for betraying his son like this. John knew that a fag cunt like Andrew was always hungry for cock, whether he knew it or not.

Knocked Up In Booth #7 Part 2 I woke up this morning still feeling the effects in my ass of the previous day's fun at the booths. After taking a shower I logged into bbrts and saw that saw that my new BB top friend was online. I sent him a message and we arranged a time to meet at my favorite booth. "You need more of my potent cum?", he asked. "Yes!", I replied. "You know I might knock up that ass, don't you?", he asked. "I know it is bound to happen sooner or later", I admitted. I spent some time cleaning myself out inside, lubing my hole up and stretching it with my plugs, then I headed over to the bookstore. The same guy was behind the counter when I got there as yesterday. He gave me a knowing smile as he counted out $10 in tokens and told me to have fun as I walked to the back passing a few guys loitering around and several other booths that the red light was on and the sound of porn was emenating from without even checking the door as I normally would. I made my way to booth #7 and thankfully it was not occupied. I quickly stripped down to nothing but my jock underwear and assumed the position on the bench to wait for my new top guy. While I was waiting a couple looky-loos stuck their head in and quickly left and one guy came in and groped my ass and felt up my man boobs before moving along. Eventually I heard someone come in, then latch the door. I knew it was him as I hear my lube bottle open and felt the now familiar long, slim finger start to probe my hole. "You ready for my gift?", he growled. "Oh yes, I need it", I gasped. This time he didn't slide in slowly, he slammed the full length in one powerful stroke. Also unlike last time he was now being very vocal. I knew that everyone out in the hall could hear him over the sounds of porn playing. "Yeah, take that dick you pussyboy!", he moaned when he hit bottom. "Give it to me!", was my response. He got into a rythym, pulling almost all the way out, then slamming all the way in until his big, full balls were slapping my taint causing me to moan out. He pounded me through two scenes on the tranny porn that was playing. I was hoping that there were enough tokens in the machine. Finally I heard "Take that charged load you worthless faggot!", he shouted as I felt his dick start to throb and jets of his cum flowing into me. He stayed in me, not even getting soft and then started fucking me. He came two more times before I felt him pull out. He told me the next time he would be bringing along a friend that hadn't bred any ass in a long time and needed to dump some toxic loads. As he left me I could feel cum running down my leg. I wiped up with some tissues I had brought and put my pants, shirt and crocs back on. I could tell I was walking a little funny as I made my way to the front. Several of the guys loitering about in the hallway gave me a sly smirk, knowing that I'd just been well seeded by a big black dick. One of them gave me a little swat on the ass as I walked by. It was a muscular Hispanic guy I'd seen there many times and had sucked off a few times. I'd definitely try to hook up with him again in the future. My memory was he had a nice thick uncut dick and big hairy balls. I love black dick, but I don't discriminate. I am sure looking forward to going back again. To be continued?

Very nice, I'm on the opposite side where I had a full hysterectomy and I am celebrating not being at risk to get pregnant. I am determined to fill the void with every man who cums across me. Love this. I'd love to chat sidebar with you sometime. It's fascinating that a ftm has a fetish for the thing that had me struggling with my masculinity the most. And if you ever want a tag/back up pussy let me know. I'm East Bay and I will totally go to the mats with ya. T oh and I am new too so you were my post for the day. Well spent!

That’s a good little faggot. With a cute young face and a hot little body like that you should be getting gangfucked by poz men left and right. Just make sure everyone knows what an easy, slutty cumdump you are and make sure everyone knows you take ALL LOADS. Remember, a good poz cumdumpster has no standards, no pride, no shame, no limits, no rules and no sexual self-respect. Faggots like you were born to suck cocks, get fucked bareback, and take loads from absolutely anyone that wants to unload their balls into you. Plus you are a special kind of faggot. You were clearly born to be a pozzed up, bugchasing whore. You need to take so much poz cum from so many anonymous strangers that you have absolutely no idea who knocked you up, or where or when. Most trashy sluts like you take so much anon poz cum that they don’t ever see the face of the men who infect their fuckhole with HIV. I am glad you know what you are. Now get out there and serve your purpose. lt helps faggots to have dominant men willing to whore them out too. With a boy like you it should also be men willing to help you get pozzed. That sluthole looks like it has gotten some heavy traffic already. Now just keep trying to be a dirtier and dirtier whore.

Suggestion: put yourself in chastity, or wear a hard cup with a jock, to make it clear to anyone who grasps at your crotch that there's nothing to feel there. Just because you're a bottom doesn't mean some tops won't enjoy (or even require) playing with your cock. There are some tops out there who will only play with bottoms who have bigger cocks than they do, I presume on the dubious theory that they're even more of a "man" by topping someone with such a big cock. Those kind of tops make me yawn and roll my eyes (along with the ones who insist on capitalizing the first letter of every first-person pronoun (Me, My, etc.) when talking about themselves.

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I am still very much alive. Started getting fucked late 70s early 80s. Raw then condom for a bit the raw again when I found out I was poz. Still taking raw loads to this day.

Thank you Sir 😈

This is soo true! I had to learn this the hard way! now I stipulate my three limit! Scat, blood and permanent marks. A Dom too I committed my time to him for 3 days to be a hole to use,when I did say no limit at that time. On the last day, before He would let me go from my restraint and the horse cock dildo. I would need to chew and eat two of the other bottom logs.. I couldn’t do it at first. He just let me stayed on all four in a humbler restraint until I can’t take it anymore- my knees are in serious pain, my hole and inside feels like about to explode so i yielded and ate the two shit… since then I now have limit!

I would add ages to that. Some of the best fucks I’ve had was with men years older. Some as old as 70! They know what to do with it.

I never went back! This black guy claimed he was going to "rock my world"! He lasted all of 4 minutes! Could had been because of my sweet, tight arse, but, never got rocked!

I may be dense, but I really don't get the whole race or objectification thing. I have fucked and been fucked by guys of all races, and while I will readily admit some of my most memorable have been with black men, I would certainly never limit my choice to just them. The 2nd guy that ever topped me had the stereotypical BBC, and is still one of the best I've ever had, but I can't imagine how much great sex I would have missed over the past 30+ years if I had placed a self imposed limitation like that.

I was 18 when I sucked my first cock, while the hot black guy it belonged was expertly sucking my balls dry without losing a drop, and I was still so fucking horny that I told him I wanted him to fuck me. I had never had a cock in my ass before but I had used dildos and often used to fuck myself, so I knew I could take it - I just never knew that a real warm hard flesh and blood cock would feel soooooo much better. It felt so good that I was rock hard by the time he nutted inside my boy pussy, and just as soon as he pulled his cock out I rolled him over and pushed my cock right up his hole as quickly as I could. By the time I bred his man-pussy he was hard again, so we swapped positions again, and then again after that until we were both exhausted.

Your retelling of this encounter with the dad/son chem pigs never ceases to get me hard - and a little envious. Hope they're still doing it.

In my case, it wasn't just poz, but full blown AIDS! Instant hardon....yep, I'm twisted!

One final, and I think very clear way of summing up the new policy… ALLOWED: “joining the club” / becoming part of a tribe / helping someone achieve that goal — without harming anyone else in the process. BANNED: wantonly spreading disease, illness and death (aka morbidity and mortality) with no regard for others. The caveat being that PrEP means “gift giving” of HIV is not banned because people who don’t want it can protect themselves. And one last thing I’ll add… The things that are banned are harmful to the poz and gay community. If the trend/fetishes were to grow beyond the current, small group of mentally unstable drug addicts, you would see an increase in HIV criminalization, increased stigma and discrimination, and reduced funding for HIV/AIDS and gay causes in general. We can’t afford to be our own worst enemy.

I should mention that I'm sorta kicking myself that my social site and hookup sites aren't up and running with video uploads. But after all this I'll be doing video uploads differently than I had originally envisioned. Unverified users will be limited to videos that are 2 1/2 minutes or less. They will need to identify the source of the video (the original website for promo clips from porn sites, or that it's a personal/amateur video that they have the legal right to upload). To upload videos longer than 2 1/2 minutes the user will need to provide documentation on who they are, by submitting a scan of a government issued photo ID, plus some other form of identity. So basically I'll be doing a combination of Twitter's approach (with short videos) and PornHub's new approach (with longer videos). The difference is that I'll only need to stick to what is legal, not the stricter Visa/Mastercard standards. I do plan on having a store, but just for things like t-shirt, sex toys, etc. and it will be on a completely different domain. All this drama just goes to show I can't sell memberships to sites with user generated content. (So no, you won't be able to pay to get more private messages.)

I remember the first time I tag teamed a bottom. The other guy had a big cock and blasted cum all over the bottom's hole. Fucking that sloppy, used ass was a game changer for me. An ass in the air bottom who can't get enough dick in his ass is what I want every time.

This is basically how I got converted, a full blown troll of a guy, warts on his cock fucked me full of cum and after nearly 20 years of BB and chasing it finally converted me. And gave my drug resistant Gono to 😍

Along with this father/son pnp combo, I've played with 2 different sets of brothers who parTied with each other, Krispysau - always hoT...

The ABS I go to just got remodeled and put in a mini-theater. It’s not huge, just 9 folding chairs and a big tv screen but it definitely adds another dimension to the experience. There are still some booths with gloryholes, in particular one in the back that you cannot lock. That has always been my favorite so I was glad to see it was still there. I’ve now been three times and got fucked all three times. Yesterday turned out to be pretty fun. I paid my $10 at the front then went through the door that rings whenever someone comes in or leaves. I was hoping there would already be a lunchtime crowd but I guess I was a little early because there was only me. I went to the back row of chairs and stripped down naked except for my shirt. Being naked in a public setting is one of life’s great turn ons. Since I was alone I decided to rearrange the chairs, moving the rows in to a semi-circle. The whole center of the room was now empty and everyone could watch each other as well as the screen. I got my lube out of my pants pocket and went to the middle of the room, fingering a good amount in to my butthole. As I was fingering myself the front door announced someone coming in. I went to a chair and sat down, stroking my cock and continuing to finger my hole. A small Asian guy came in to the theater and sat down right next to me. In less than a minute he was on his knees in front of me, taking my cock in his mouth. I was there for the long haul so had no plans to cum, no matter how good of a cocksucker he was. He was bobbing up and down on my knob when the door chimed a new customer. An older gentleman came in and sat across from us and watched me getting blown. In less than a minute another guy came in. He was about 40, real tall and wearing a T-shirt and gym shorts. He sat up by the screen and was rubbing his cock while watching the straight porn on the tv. I kept watching him and soon he pulled his cock out. It was nice, at least 7 inches and thick. The Asian guy finally gave up on me and left the theater, evidently going to the booths as i didn’t hear the door chime. I decided to make a move on the guy up front. I went over to him and he grabbed my cock, stroking it but not sucking it. I wanted a taste of what he had to offer but he said he would only let me do it if he put a condom on it. Now I hate condoms, but especially for oral but I reluctantly agreed since he was so big. He pulled his pants off and found the rubber in a pocket. He rolled it on and I started sucking. Even with the nasty latex taste it was delicious. As I sucked him he took his shirt off so that he was naked except for his shoes. I followed suit, tossing my shirt to the back of the room with the rest of my clothes. I dropped down and took mins balls in my mouth, gently sucking them and letting my spit drip down to his taint. I licked it off and he lifted himself up a little, giving me access to his hole. I slid a tongue in and heard the door chime. Another guy entered the room, followed by the Asian guy. There were now five of us in the room, four watching me eat ass. The guy stood up and turned around so I could dive deep with my tongue up his ass. Four dicks were out and being stroked. I moved from his ass to his balls to his cock, giving the guys a show. The guy then sat down and told me to finish him. He still had the fucking rubber on but I gave it my all and soon he was blowing a load in the condom. He was in a hurry to leave but I asked him if I could have the rubber that he had just cum in. He put it in a napkin and handed to me as he left. I went back to my chair and turned the rubber inside out, not losing a drop of cum and fingered it in to my ass. A new guy showed up and said it looked like he had just missed the show. As I fingered my cunt I told him we could put on a show of our own. Out came his cock, not huge but definitely worth doing. I got on my knees and sucked him hard. He held my head with both hands as I bobbed up and down on him. I looked up at him and said I wanted him to fuck me. He said sure but needed a condom and hadn’t brought one. Luckily, I had one so I fished it out of my pants pocket on the floor and rolled it on him. As I was doing that another guy came in with a buddy. There were six guys watching me as I lowered my used pussy on to the guys cock. I bounced on him, getting a good fuck even in the chair. My knees finally started giving out so I stood up, put my hands on a chair in front of me and offered him my hole to continue fucking. He stood up and pushed right back in, now pumping me hard, his balls slapping against my ass. He said he was going to cum and asked me where I wanted it. I told him to take the rubber off and shoot it on my asshole. He stroked his bare cock and soon sent a huge load of cum on my ass crack. I caught it before it hit the floor and fingered it in to me. He squeezed the last of his cum out of his cock and rubbed it on my butt. I now had two loads of cum in me but still hadn’t been fucked bare. It was obvious that none of the guys watching were going to give me what I wanted so I gathered up my clothes and went to my favorite booth in the back. At least I could watch gay porn there! I shut the door but as I said there was no lock on this booth. I stood there naked, stroking my dick, fingering my hole and tasting some of the cum from my ass. I hadn’t been there 5 minutes before a dick came through the gloryhole. I did what I do best, got on my knees and sucked him hard. I really wanted to get fucked so I stood up and rubbed the dick on my pussy. This guy wouldn’t fuck me. Damn! I looked through the gloryhole on the other side of my booth and saw a guy was getting blown from the other side. The guy I was sucking put his dick back through the gloryhole but I was now focused on the other guy getting blown. I was watching when he suddenly pulled away from the gloryhole. I figured he had cum but he was still rock hard. I put my mouth to to gloryhole and was immediately rewarded with a hard cock . I sucked and licked and squeezed and he seemed to like it so I stood up and rubbed his cock on my hole. He didn’t pull away so I slowly backed on to him. He filled my hole and soon was pumping away. He’d pull out and then put it back in, teasing me with his dick. He felt so good and I clenched my ass on to him as he pumped. Then he just stopped. He pulled out. I knew he hadn’t cum. I looked through the gloryhole and he was putting his dick away. Fuck! I told him to come in to my booth and finish me off. He opened the door to his booth and I thought he was leaving but he turned right in to my booth. He didn’t bother closing the door. He pulled out his still hard cock. I turned around and he pushed back inside me. He pumped for a minute or so then said he needed more room. I suggested we go to the theater to fuck and he was all for it. I didn’t even bother to take my clothes. I walked in to the theater naked. There were six guys sitting around, some with their dicks out, some not. I grabbed a chair and went to the middle of the room. I leaned over the chair and the guy from the booth came in, pulled out his cock and fucked me right there. Lots of dicks were out now and there was a cute Latin kid with a big cock who seemed very interested. He had pulled his pants down to his ankles and had taken his shirt off. I was taking a big bare cock up my ass while this kid stroked. I told the guy fucking me that I wanted him to breed me. I wanted that load deep inside my hole. He pumped me fast and told me he was going to give it to me deep. Then he yelled out that he was cumming. I looked at the Latin kid and asked him if he wanted to see my cumfilled ass. He said, oh yeah, so I went over to him, bent over and let him see the cum dripping out of my hole. I told him he could touch it. He slid a finger in to me and the guy who had fucked me walked over and made me lick him clean. I was so horned up I would have done anything. I licked him, sucked him and got him clean then felt the Latin kids dick going in to my cummy hole. He fucked me fast and hard as I jerked off. The other guys watched me take the kids load up my ass as I dropped my own load on the floor of the theater. I don’t know if I’ll ever have that good a time there again but I know I’ll be going back and hoping.

Chapter One: Monday Part Two. I didn't dare move. His balls resting on my ass. "Let's play a game shall we?" Rob rocked back and forth slightly. I wouldn't call it fucking me but it definitely teasing. "You have to answer my questions honestly and truthfully. Any lies or wrong answers and I thrust. How does that sound? Oh and I should warn you i cum very quickly. If I cum you lose. If I get all the answers I want with my load still in my balls I lose." Still barely able to make a sound other than I whimper of pleasure I nodded my accent to play his game. "Question one: do you always wear a jock like a little whore?" "Yyy-yes" I finally managed to get the word out. But I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Robs throbbing cock pulled almost completely out of me, just the very tip remained and he slammed balls deep again as hard as he could. I gasped and spluttered out sounds that were meant to be asking why he had just thrust. "I know you sometimes don't wear underwear. I'm regular enough round here to notice that you dumb slut," he answered my unspoken question. "Question two: this is for two thrusts. I know you like poppers I've seen the bottles you carry in your coat... So would you like some of my lovely strong ones?" He asked as he clicked the cap of the bottle with his fingers. I shook my head, no. Two more hard thrusts. This was unbearable it was like he was in my head not just my ass. I got the next few questions wrong as well. At this rate I was going to lose the game. "Question 5: where do you want me to cum?" By this point I was a horny mess in need of a proper fuck but still he teased me. "I don't want you to cum, not yet" I replied. "Wrong answer." I reached out and braced myself on the wall as he pounded my ass with five hard thrusts. Each one seemingly harder and deeper than the last. On that last thrust I felt his cum spurting deep in me. "You lose this round you dirty little slut." My cock strained against my jock and horny beast I struggled to keep chained up was free. To be continued....

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