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This is my first story. Let me know if you want another chapter. Chapter 1 I knew I was gay since I was 13. Ever since getting changed after Pysical Education class surrounded by other hot boys and what they did to me. But being gay wasn’t part of my life plan. So I resigned myself to being closeted to achieve my life’s goals. I married young. My University girlfriend. She was pleasant enough but there was never any passion. Watching gay porn before doing the deed was enough to keep up appearances, although I knew deep inside topping wasn’t really for me - I was a total bottom. At any opportunity I would lock myself away in my study and devour every type of gay porn you could imagine, but I always found myself wishing I was the bottom being fucked without mercy. Two kids later and three years without sex and gay porn just wasn’t enough. I’d spend my nights scrolling through every gay hookup app you can think of. Always getting close to sneaking out to fulfil my desires but always chickening out at the last minute. The kind of guy everyone hates. Each year the wife and I would go out for dinner for our anniversary, going through the motions. I opened the door to our new baby sitter recommended by a friend. A young University student looking to make some extra cash. “Hi you must be-“ I was lost for words I knew his name was Leon but I was distracted by his breathtaking beauty. I’d always been attracted to men in porn around my age, bearish types. But hear in front of me was a slender twink, shoulder length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a lot more feminine than I was into but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was wearing short denim shorts barely half way down his thighs and a tank top that barely touched his belt. I could see his toned flat stomach and from what I could see he was hairless. “Leon” he said after a pregnant pause. “Ahh yes please come inside” I stammered as he brushed passed me. “Nice house. You must be Brian?” He said with a feminine voice. We made small talk while my wife finished getting ready. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his lips as he spoke. Imagining kissing them. What had come over me? I saw hot guys in public all the time but could keep it together. Leon wasn’t even my type. I was distracted all the way through dinner, but I don’t think my wife really noticed. I was nervous driving home, but what was I nervous for? It just our baby sitter. As we pulled into the drive my wife said she had a migraine coming on and if I could pay Leon and not disturb her when I came to bed. I hadn’t expected sex but good to know neither was she. “So how were they? Not too much trouble?” I asked Leon trying to keep things casual. “They were great. No trouble at all. But what kind of trouble will you be? Discreet suburban dad.” He replied with a smirk. Fuck! My grindr profile. He must have seen it. There isn’t any info about me on there but it’s not like there’s many other guys around here on it. “Excuse me?” I said trying to seem ignorant. “It’s okay Daddy. Your secret is safe with me. But I gotta admit I’d like to see what you’re hiding in those slacks.” He stepped closer to me as he said it grabbing the money I had for him in my hand. “Please. I’m not gay. I’m just on there for laughs.” I said unconvincingly not moving away as he approached. He squeezed my crotch and I started to get hard. “Wow not much there at all really” he said with a laugh. He was right. To be honest I’d always had a below average cock. I guess part of what attracted me to wanting to bottom. I didn’t reply. “You see this is what a real cock is like” he grabbed my hand as he said it and squeezed it against his crotch. Fuck he was huge and he was soft. He lifted the bottom of his shorts and the tip of his thick uncut cock slipped out. Without even thinking I touched it. Fuck what was I doing. What if my wife came down. “Go on Daddy. You can touch it. I know you want to.” He said without breaking eye contact. He had this natural dominance which I would never have assumed. I started to stroke his thick twink cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “How long since you last tasted cock?” He asked firmly. “Um High School” I said weakly. “Wow it’s been a long time huh Daddy” he asked. I always associated Daddy as the dominant role but why when he said it did it sound so submissive. His hand firmly pressed on my shoulder and I dropped to my knees. I couldn’t help it. I took the head of his thick uncut cock into my mouth. Oh god how much I missed this. Feeling a cock fill my mouth. I always assumed the next cock I’d suck would be that of some middle aged bear not some hot 19 year old fem twink. I ran my tongue under his foreskin, it had a strong taste and already a bit of precum I was in heaven He pulled up the leg of his shorts and out sprung the rest of his thick veiny cock. It must have been at least 8 inches and it was much thicker than any of the cocks I had in high school. “That’s it Daddy. Finally getting what you’ve been craving for years.” He said reassuringly as he placed his hands on the back of my head. I forgot how good cock tasted. His thick dick filling my mouth going deeper. But he wasn’t stopping. I started panic as he pushed deeper towards my throat. “Watch the teeth Daddy” he said firmly while slapping the side of my head. “Yes Sir” I said with a mouthful of cock, fuck where did that come from. He pushed deeper and I started to gag and threw up a bit. He pulled his cock out and laughed. “I can’t do this here, I’m sorry.” I pleaded knowing my wife could walk in any minute. “Then drop me home Daddy. I’m not done with you” he said. “I can’t. This isn’t me” I said knowing it’s the only thing I wanted. “Text your wife and say you’re dropping me home. You’re secret is only safe with me while I decide it is” he said with out any hesitation. I picked up my phone and did exactly that. He pulled his cock back into his shorts. As his tank rode up I could see a small pink scorpion tattoo on his hip. He walked to door. “Come on Daddy” he said with a smile as he walked to the door. Fuck what was I doing?

Finally got one in my ass last night. Medicated, of course. Haven't had that since December. It's pretty sad when the pornstar roommate is the one of the three who gets the least amount of sex. LOL Long dick, and very much about the touch and contact. Great head of hair, too. Curliest pubes I've ever seen. He swallowed my load after he gave me his. My ass was a little sore when I got home. But I really needed that.

This adorable 20 year old cub . . . not usually my type but he messaged when I was on Sniffies exploring who is in my new neighborhood. He lives a few blocks away, way out here in the ex-burbs where a few miles away is considered close by, so that is really close. I first met him awhile back during my renovations. Responding to his profile turn ons, I choked him with my dick after warning him I would not cum that way. He was turned on though, and I started sucking him. In like a minute he said he was close and do I swallow? I said yes, and did. He said it was further than he’d been with a dude. I assumed it was a fun one time, but that’d be that. He IS 20 I am 58. But he writes back and keeps in touch. I moved in - finally - last week. Today he says is his last chance to meet up again before going back to college. And an hour later, there he is, all awkward in the bedroom. We strip. I dive on his cock. Hey if he wants to feed me another load, I am AOK with that. He’s got a perfect slightly larger than average cut dick. I focus on the head and then treat his balls to a tongue bath. I mean treat myself. His balls smelled crazy manly. My beard still smells like them. Before long, he’s precumming like crazy. He says he could cum like that and asks about me messaging earlier how I’d like to lick his ass and see if it makes him want dick. YES. Get on the bed, I direct him. Lie back. I get back to work on his dick and hawk a wad of precum and spit in my hand to lubricate his hole. Hairy legs. Hairy Ass. I like men, not boys, so I REaLLY like this. I put my hands behind his knees and lift his legs up, exposing his dick, balls, and asshole. Then me (who does not eat ass regularly at all) then there I am slathering my tongue up and down his balls and taint, lapping up his precum on the upside, then heading lower lower on his perfect virgin hairy hole. Sticking my tongue in. I am going to find out just what I wrote to him . . . if I stick my tongue in his boyhole, will it make him want dick? I pull back to look, and that hole was GAPING. How could I not rub my dick up and down it? How could I not spread my precum all over it? How could I not eat it back off, which I did? Back to rubbing my hard dick up and down his crack, holding his legs up and out He says I can try to put it in. Big mushroom head is the worst part, getting it in. It pops thru. He says ouch. I take it out and keep going with what I was working on. “Try again?”he asked. So I did. Nothing but spit and precum. I slide my long dick naked inside him. SO HARD not to start stroking in and out right away. He asked how much he’d taken. I said most of it (at about 2/3’s) and pushed the rest in as far as I could get. His eyes open wide . Love that. I am all the way hilted. I tell him it’s a lot of dick He says it’s his first time. FUCK. So I’m slowly taking it out and then pushing back in I WANT TO FUCK THIS ASS SO BAD and I grab his dick to distract him. Stroking him off in time with my strokes in and out . . . I am in heaven. This is way more than I’d expected to happen. He’s says “I am going to cum like that.” Ah my duty to the first time fucked. I get more precise with both strokes. “Cum for me”, I ordered. I want to fuck the cum out of him. I want that feeling of a dick hitting his prostate to make a lasting impression. He erupts. Cum all over. HOT He forgot to take off his shirt, and now it’s cum-splattered and smelling stupid horny. I pull out and sit back. “You don’t have to stop “ he says. I am like really? Really? R . .e . .a . .l . .l . . y? My dick is there back at his hole smearing it with my now continuous precum and sliding all the way back in. I’m holding this cub by his ankles, looking down at his cum covered shirt and hairy ass taking me inside him. Damn, I love fucking men who have already cum. My head’s spinning enjoying every stroke and wondering if I can cum fast him being virgin and all. “I am sorry, but I may have to tap out,” he says. I right there at the cusp! the edge! Imma gonna! Imma gonna! “You can take a few more strokes,’ I say, keeping going until about five strokes in, he says I can cum in him causing me to ERUPT holding my dick still hoping he can feel it pulse, wanting him to feel my seed being pumped into him. I usually contract a dozen times. My mind is blown. This is not how I expected this to turn out. wow We get up. Wipe off. I get him a water from the kitchen to let him do what he needs to. He doesn’t seem to want to leave so fast though. “Oh hang out awhile,” I suggest. So we get back and bed, my arms around him, and spend a good 45 minutes just talking. What a cutie. I sent him packing with my babies looking for a home inside him. Better than that though is he DEFINITELY likes getting fucked. It was his first. Will NOT be his last!

Chapter 2 “So how many poor guys have you ghosted on grindr Daddy?” Leon interrogated. “Umm I dunno. Too many I guess. Look I’m really not sure about this.” My mouth dry as I was hit with reality. “Don’t this is just between us. Plus you clearly needed it. You had my cock in your mouth less than five minutes after you got home. Clearly you’re a born cocksucker.” Leon said cockily. “Plus you’re going to make it up to all those guys you ghosted with me.” Leon pulled out his Alpha cock and started jerking it. Fuck what if someone saw. Fuck what if they knew me. “Tell me Daddy what do you think of my cock?” Leon asked. “Honestly. It’s one of the most beautiful cocks I’ve ever seen. And I’ve watched a lot of porn.” I admitted. “What’s beautiful about it Daddy?” Leon pushed. “Well. Umm. It’s so perfectly proportioned. Perfect thickness for its length. They way the head pokes out from your foreskin is so enticing. As the taste. Fuck I missed that taste.” I gushed. Fuck where was this coming from. I was usually so restrained with my secret. “Fuck you really are a cock hungry slut aren’t you Daddy?” Leon chuckled. “Yes” I replied sheepishly. “Yes what? Daddy” a commanding tone in his voice. “Yes Sir” I said with a bit more confidence as we stopped at the lights. “Good Daddy. Now suck it” he ordered. “What?” I said terrified. “Suck my cock while we’re stopped” he commanded. I don’t know why I obliged but a leaned over and took his cock into my mouth again. Fuck I really had needed this. I didn’t even mind the gear stick digging into my chest I just needed his cock. His cock had swelled to full size. It seemed even bigger than back at the house. Fuck he wasn’t even fully hard back at the house. He was even tougher this time pushing me down onto his cock and starting to thrust into my mouth. “Remember no teeth and you better not spew anything up this time Daddy. I don’t want you making a mess.” He said as he thrust hard into my throat. I started to gag as his cock slipped to the back of my throat and further. He held me down and I started gag and choke. I tried to push off but he held me down until I started to spew up as the gagging got too much. “So disappointing Daddy. Clean that up you filthy slut.” He shouted. My eyes watering I licked up the slick spitty vomit off hia cock. As acrid as it was I was hungry to please him. I started licking up and down his shaft and took the head into my mouth before taking his cock further into my mouth again. I was startled from the trance of his intoxicating cock by the sound of a horn blasting behind us. A keep pulled out from behind us and stopped at my window. A burly looking man saw me with my mouth full of cock. “Faggots” he screamed before speeding off. “You going to have to get used to being called that Daddy” Leon laughed “now yoj better start driving again. I think you’ve had enough cock for now.” I felt humiliated. I felt ashamed. But my little cock couldn’t have been harder. We pulled up at Leon’s house. A rundown looking share house not far from the uni. As we got out Leon came around to my side of the car and pushed me against the door. “You liked that Daddy didn’t you? Being caught? Being called a faggot.” Leon asked never breaking eye contact. “No it was so-“ Leon cut me off “Don’t lie to me. You’re a Daddy faggot” he said grabbing my hard little cock through my pants. “Your little faggot cock got hard from sucking me off for all the world to see. You clearly wanted to keep sucking even after being caught and called a faggot.” He groped my little cock hard. “What’s really pathetic is even hard you’re not even as big as me soft.” He laughed “imagine being smaller at 34 than some barely 19 effeminate twink” At that moment Leon pulled me in and kissed me deeply. His tongue invading my mouth. I’d sucked cock in highschool but had never kissed a man. It was more passionate than any kiss I’d had with my wife. I started to kiss him back and explored his mouth with my tongue. I started to moan and grabbed his ass. I’d not even noticed how big it was. The definition of bubble butt. “Slow down Daddy. I know you’re a public slut but let’s take this inside.” Leon said pushing me off him. “But first open wide.” I opened my mouth to ask why and Leon hocked a spit from the back of his throat and spat it right into my mouth. Without even thinking I swallowed it and said thank you Sir. “Come on Daddy faggot our night is just beginning” Leon said with mean grin.

Reposted another one of my favs from Yahoo! Groups, this time I actually have the author and origin info. To: biohazardbrotherhood@yahoogroups.com From: "stevestory2000" <Knack6@hotmail.com> Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2005 14:15:17 -0000 Subject: [biohazardbrotherhood] Story: Breaking the News "I'm sorry to have to tell you this..." Of course, the cute counselor really didn't have to tell me anything. few weeks earlier at a circuit party I had felt the heat of that load; it was special. I wasn't really a "bug chaser" as much as I was a "bug enabler". I encouraged all men to fuck me raw whether they were black, white, gay, straight, young, old, poz, neg, or who the fuck cares. And the big-dicked Puerto Rican stud who savaged me with his Prince Albert at that party was definitely worth some enabling. He looked into my eyes, and even though I was so tweaked I could barely remember my name, I knew he was giving me his reason for dying. Back to the cute counselor. 30ish, blonde and blue-eyed, very studious with his glasses and suit and tie, about 5'6'' - I love short guys cause they're always packing such a whanger. Sweet bubble butt, I could tell from when he leaned over to put his jacket on the coat rack. "...you have the virus." I nodded. Not a big surprise. "If you need any help, there's some..." I licked my lips and stared at his swelling pectorals. Thank God this room was so muggy -- I could see his big meaty tits pasted against his white dress shirt. "Don't worry, all my friends are poz. It's the in thing, right? They'll tell me what to do." He frowned, bit his luscious lower lip. He took this pretty seriously. "Mr. Johnson, this is very serious." See what I mean? I just blew him a kiss as I walked away. "I know it is. I never have to wear rubbers again, never have to be in fear again. Today is the first day of the rest of my life." I saw his eyes well up with tears as I left. My friends were part sad and part pleased when I told them. Mostly pleased, cause they got to tap my ass raw. Some of 'em felt like they'd led me to start barebacking and they were responsible for my 'death sentence', but their sheer lust for my firm, tanned ass overcame their guilt feelings. I invited some of 'em out to one of my favorite tearooms and amazingly enough, one of them knew the name of the guy who pozzed me. Armando. I didn't tell Armando that I knew he gave me the bug (I'd save that for the middle of our next fuck) but I asked him to come with us. Unfortunately, the place was closed down for "health reasons" (the AIDS police going crazy again) so we went to a good bathhouse that Armando went to sometimes. It was a great place. Armando was the star attraction; seeing him sweet-talk a local college football stud into letting him fuck his tight ass unrubbered was one of the highlights of my new slut life. Armando just stroked the stud's abs, licked his pits, and whispered resolve-melting Puerto Rican words into his ear until finally the boi gave up. The breaking-in quickly became a gangbang but before I could take my turn someone else caught my eye -- among other areas. That ass. Flawless. Short blonde sweetness dropped his towel and went into the steam room. I had to follow him. Had to ravish him. I was a very infrequent top but the bug had changed me, changed my priorities. When I sat down beside him, barely able to make out his features in the fog, he seemed so pure, so unspoiled. I sucked him dry, then flipped him over so his flat belly humped the cool bench. I slid my leaking member up and down his rosebud. "I-I have a condom..." I just laughed and shoved my way in, no lube, no prep, only the moisture of the room. I wanted him to feel this, suffer the tears that dance so seductively with seroconversion. He screamed and tried to fight me off, all while I licked his ears and bit into his neck and shoulders. His soft 4 inches quickly swelled to 7 hard inches in spite of his pleas to stop, and I tapped his ass bareback. My first. Definitely not my last. He pushed back on my wickedly curved 8-incher now, moaning, whimpering, fighting back tears of shame from how much he enjoyed breaking all the safe sex rules. I made sure I plowed him good and rough -- he wouldn't forget this fuck. I shot my wad and it was the most beautiful feeling in the world. Almost like getting someone pregnant. Knowing you've created a life. Or a death. Armando strolled into the room now. I opened up the blonde beauty's legs for him. He winked at me, shared a deep tongue kiss, and then went to work plundering our new man-cunt. The man just squirmed and shivered and purred at the feel of Armando's dick jewelery scraping his insides. By this time Armando pulled out long enough for me to flip this whore over. Our eyes locked. His tears flowed into his open mouth as he gasped. I leaned over to lick the tears away. I'd recognized him from the second I saw that ass. My counselor. I had to laugh. The words just came out of my mouth effortlessly as Armando reached his climax. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this..."

So there I was, lay in bed alone. A 5'7", 24-year old twink, switching back and forth between Grindr and porn on yet another lonely night. After about 10 minutes of searching, and fucking my little dick roughly, I finally got a message from a blank profile asking if I'd like to meet up for some fun. "I'd love to," I desperately said, "but only if I get a full body pic first". He agreed but was a bit hesitant to show me, after a little persuasion and some showing off of my own pictures, I managed to talk him round to it. " Looking handsome" I replied and I meant it, he was the full daddy type, hung, hairy, and toned, he had one of those bodies I just loved." "So, when are you free boy?", he ask. "Tonight, if you'll have me, I greedily responded as my little dick got harder. "Good, you better make your way here then boy," he replied, with an image of his location underneath. And so I did, I told him I'd be there soon and got in my car ready to go get used to this hot daddy. After 20 minutes of driving I finally arrived, I was outside the front of his house. I got out of the car and headed for his door. And as my nerves rose, my dick got harder, I reached the door. I knocked, expecting my hot daddy to answer but, as the door creeped open, it was not. Instead, a horrible skinny looking crack head stood in the door frame, grinning at me with a mouth missing many teeth. "I've been waiting for you, come inside," he said abruptly. I blurted out "No way, I'm not going in there with you, you tricked me!" He began to laugh and I began to turn away, until I felt him grab me on the shoulder from behind. "You're not going anywhere," he demanded, "I have all these dirty pictures of you and it'd be a real shame if they got posted up around town, wouldn't it?" "You wouldn't! " I pleaded, "I think you know I would, don't you boy," he said. "Okay, okay, I'll come inside just please don't show my pictures around." The dirty looking crack head then took me inside, putting his arm around my shoulder he guided me to the bedroom, demanded I get undressed and lay on the bed . I did as he asked, I took all my clothes off and lay down, my little dick strangely hard pointing up towards the crack head climbing up on the bed in front of me. "Aren't you a beautiful boy," he said as he began to kiss and lick my nipples. "I'm going to make you mine, tonight." "No, please! Can't you just make it quick?" I begged. "Why?" He questioned. "You obviously like it," he said, grasping my little dick entirely in his hand. "No I don't , please, stop your..." Oh fuck!" I screamed as he lifted my arms, and began to lick my armpits." His tongue felt so good, and I couldn't help but get turned on by it. He was rubbing my dick now, taking the small thing entirely into his hands and jerking. My whole body felt like it was on fire, the more he licked, kissed and jerked, the more I moaned. This dirty crack head had actually managed to turn me on, so when he finally went to kiss me, I couldn't help myself, I had to kiss him back. "I knew you'd like it," he said with a toothless grin." "My turn now," he then demanded as he grabbed my face, pulling it roughly towards him for another long snog. "Get to serving this dick" and so, I did. I unzipped his pants but the smell was terrible, the scent of sweaty, cheesy cock filled the air and I jerked my head back to get away, he grabbed it, and shoved it right back into his cock. Before I even got to look, his cock was in my mouth and he was face fucking me roughly. It tasted disgusting, but for some reason, I liked it. I liked being used, being made to do all these things, it felt and was, so hot. The disgusting taste of his cock began to actually taste good and I just couldn't get enough of it's scent. I got so into it I didn't even realise there were rough parts of his cock, it took me a while but I could feel them as it slid its way back and forth in my mouth. I had to chock on his dick for another few minutes before I could get a clear look at it but eventually he calmed down and stopped face fucking me. I slid his cock from my mouth to take a look, all over it were red sores, and at the base, nasty looking warts. "That's right, bitch, I told you I would make you mine." "No one but me will want to touch you now," he said, pinning my arms to the bed. "I've already infected your mouth, you might as well give me your ass" "No, no! I don't want this, you're disgusting!" I said, but it was of no use." He had pinned my arms with his knees now, I couldn't move. He grabbed a pipe from the nightstand, shoved it in my mouth and lit it. "This'll make sure you come back," I couldn't help but think fuck, fuck, fuck. He's making me smoke crack, god no!" After a few seconds, I could feel it, feel it taking hold. I felt so relaxed and out of mind I didn't realise the dirty crack head was already fucking me. All I could feel in that moment was bliss. His cock ripping it's way through my ass as he licked my body all over just felt too good, I completely forgot about his infections. But then, just to remind me, he took it out and said "let's make sure they take" as he peeled a scab off one of his sores and scratch at the warts until they bled. He then lend over, snogged me and whispered in my ear, "You'll be mine now" as he shoved his cocked back into my ass. Ramming it harder and faster now, I could feel his every thrust as his tool dug into me. Fuck! " I screamed, I couldn't do anything else, I was pinned and drugged, I knew it was a disgusting act but it just felt too good, I couldn't bring myself to make him stop." The crack head began to moan, going faster and more forceful, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum, tell me you want this cum boy" and almost instantly I responded "Yes daddy, I want your cum" "Take this toxic cum then bitch" I could feel it filling me, shooting so deep inside, I had definitely got infected by this dirty man now but I just didn't care, I loved every moment of it. I was in heaven, bliss. I must have fallen asleep after that and woke up with the crack head cuddled around me in a dirty room. I tried to get up without waking him, I tried to sneak out of there but I wasn't quiet enough, he woke up but all he had to say was, "you'll be back".

About 30 minutes ago…was at the UTD campus and got message by this white guy looking. He was off campus snd couldn’t host but agreed to do it in a bathroom in his apartment complex by the pool. I was horny so agreed plus he had a super thick cock. We met at the pool and chatted a bit and it was clear he was into me and dtf. We went into the bathroom and started making out quite hot and heavy, quickly stripping naked and jerking each other’s cocks as we kissed. I told him I was ready to fuck him and he asked me if I had condoms. We hadn’t talked about wrapping and I assumed he wanted bare and told him I didn’t but was fine if he wanted to fuck me without one. He quickly agreed and soon I was taking his thick cock with just his spit. I made it clear I wanted him to cum in me and he was thrusting for all he was worth, building to a noisy orgasm I could feel inside me. I told him how good he felt and could feel him stroking my dick which was precumming like crazy. He hadn’t stopped stroking inside me and said how good it felt to cum inside me. I told him he could feel the same thing if he’d let me fuck him. He laughed and kept stroking inside me but clearly he was thinking it. I told him I was close and that if I trusted him enough to cum inside me he should too. He stopped stroking my cock and said nothing, turning his ass to me. I wasn’t about to wait for him to change his mind and quick spat on his ass and my dick and slid inside him. Clearly he was no virgin as I easily got in and he wasn’t whining but instead moaning. I was so worked up I knew it would take much for me to cum and soon blasted my load inside his ass. I didn’t stop as I knew I could pop another one in him and he wasn’t saying for me to stop. If anything he was now moaning and bucking his hips into me as I fucked him. The little bitch clearly wanted my seed more than he was letting on. I blasted my second load inside him and this time he was moaning and saying how much he wanted it. Funny how getting fucked raw turns you into a dirty whore. I stayed in him to make sure every drop was deep inside him before I slid out. He kissed me but then started frantically trying to clean himself up. Me? I didn’t give a shit. I got what I wanted. I thanked him and he quickly asked if he could message me again to hook up snd I said I was cool with that. He laughed nervously and said he didn’t usually let guys cum inside him but he was really into me. I said that was cool and anytime he wanted my load I’d give it to him. He leaned in and we kissed and he grabbed my cock again like he wanted me to fuck him again but I said I needed to go and headed out. I’ll gladly fuck him again but hope he’s not all clingy.

Fuck yeah, that's what I love to hear. It's one of those things you just can't replicate with an open relationship or ask for. If he had your permission, that would take away all the fun of constantly guessing if he's cheating and finding out what he says/does when he thinks you aren't looking. I'd bet your sex life has actually improved since he started cheating. I've cheated with boys while secretly keeping their bfs in the loop so they can get a first row seat to watching their boyfriends authentically cheating on them and not just some open relationship roleplay/cuckoldry. Funnily enough, in that kind of set up, they'd tell me their relationship improved and felt more exciting. That or they realized monogamy wasn't their thing haha. A few years back, before Tumblr cracked down on porn blogs, I had an account totally dedicated to real amateur cheating and cheating encouragement/captions OC. Was called "Gay Cheaters" if you google it + tumblr and sadly there's only a fraction of the content still there, but surprised that any is still floating around. Was close to 100k followers before it got taken down and from what I could find at the time, there was barely any gay cheating/cuckolding related porn anywhere--which is why I made it in the first place. Had tons of guys messaging me about how hot it was and their plans to cheat or watch their bf get fucked by someone else. Even ended up meeting some in person and fucking them, their bfs or partner swapping my bf at the time. I like to imagine that I helped spread gay cheating as a fetish, in some small form or another, and love seeing it becoming more popular over time. I'll post some of my stories and pics sometime if people are interested.

The journey to the life I now lead began on my 19th birthday, in the tropical setting of the Whitsunday Islands in Australia. I was there for my gap year before university, and while I was mostly staying in cheap hostels on my trip, my family had paid for me to stay for a few nights at a luxury resort in the Whitsundays for my birthday. At the time I would rather they had just given me the money, but hey. I had arrived relatively late one night, and after the best sleep of my trip so far, I had spent the day relaxing by the pool and on the beach, taking full advantage of the free food and drink at the all-inclusive resort. That evening, as I sat by the pool and sipped on the champagne cocktail I had chosen to splash out a bit of extra cash to buy to celebrate my birthday, I kept noticing a couple of guys eyeing me up. They looked to be in their 40s or maybe early 50s, they were both pretty rugged and muscled, and the matching rings they wore suggested they were a couple. They would look away when I caught their eye, but each time their gaze would fall on me again shortly after. It was clear they were interested in me, and the longer this went on and the more of the cocktail I drank, the more fervent the butterflies in my stomach got. I was the popular kid at school. Tall, athletic, and apparently good looking based on the interest girls showed in me. My involvement in virtually every sport going, as well as a regime of training at the gym from the age of 16, had given me a great body that I continued to work on in Australia, even though I had to make do with lifting rocks at the beach rather than working out in an actual weight room. My time in the sun Down Under had also resulted in a nice tan all over, and I continued to shave much of my body hair to remain smooth and allow my muscles to really shine. My normally dark blond hair had lightened under the sun, and I kept it short and simply styled. I had lost my virginity at 15, and had a steady stream of girlfriends until I left for Australia. Indeed, I had also hooked up with quite a few women on my trip. However, I did have a curiosity about guys too. Not a longing or desire as such, but I did occasionally wonder what it would be like to be with a man. As the older couple continued to leer at me, and the alcohol loosened my inhibitions, I decided to see where this would go so I could perhaps satisfy that curiosity. To cut a not particularly long story short, before the day was out I was on my hands and knees on their bed, experiencing my first spitroast. The two guys, Aidan and Peter, were energetic and just the right amount of aggressive in their regular alternation between my front and back ends, such that I was rarely without both their sizeable cocks inside me. I loved it, and got to enjoy taking several loads from each of them up my arse and down my throat before dawn broke. For the remainder of my time in the Whitsundays I served as their cumdump. We spent almost all our time together, and I got to know them as kind and generous guys who had had to get creative with their sex lives given they were a pair of pure tops who had happened to fall hopelessly in love with one another. I, meanwhile, explored this new-found passion I had for bottoming, and was basically open to anything they wanted to show me. Double-fucking, bondage, fisting – you name it, we did it. They had travelled to the islands prepared for whatever they found, meaning I could be fully inducted into the ways of mansex with all the supplies you would ever need. We parted ways when my stay at the resort came to an end but with a promise that I would give them a call when I arrived in Sydney, which I had decided would be the city I stayed in for a longer period to find some work and earn some money before I set off on my travels again. Sure enough, a few weeks later I got in touch with them as I prepared to leave Melbourne, and was pleased when they insisted I save money on a hostel by staying with them for a bit. It wasn’t said directly but clearly implied that my rent would be paid with my holes, which I was absolutely fine with. Despite not being entirely sure about myself after I left the islands, and continuing to sort of believe I'd get a girlfriend back in the UK at some point, I soon found that I had an almost unquenchable desire to be fucked again. I had therefore been happily taking cock across the country as I travelled around, using hook-up apps, bars and even the odd public park as my means of meeting men. Despite being barebacked by Peter and Aidan, I had played safe thereafter and made every guy who got inside me use a condom. I wasn’t to know that I would never use one again as I boarded the bus to Sydney. I ended up staying with them for several months, occasionally going off travelling for a couple of weeks at a time, but otherwise working in a couple of shops, hitting the gym regularly, taking in all the entertainment and amenities Sydney had to offer, and then getting loaded up at night. Aidan and Peter enjoyed hosting parties, and I was soon one of the attractions on offer in their luxury apartment when their friends came to visit, often donning a skimpy waiter’s outfit over my increasingly muscular frame to notionally serve drinks and canapes to their guests but actually more so there was something for the various male visitors to rip off. For some reason I never asked anyone to use condoms, trusting in Peter and Aidan to look out for me. I even gained a sort of boyfriend in their close friend Jurgen, a Swedish ex-pat who lived nearby and had always been a regular dinner guest, and who now borrowed me on regular occasions to spend the night with him. In essence, I had become a very happy and well looked after manwhore. However, it was all too quickly the end of my time in Australia. Given the fun I was having and the money I was earning, I decided to cancel my plans to head over to New Zealand for a month and instead just stay in Sydney longer and then head straight back to the UK from there in August, prior to starting my university degree in late September. A couple of weeks before I left for the long journey home, Aidan and Peter let me know that they had organised a very special party for me to see me off, which I would ‘never forget’. They were tight-lipped on the detail, but I had to promise to keep myself free for the weekend, and be fully clean and ready by 8pm on the Friday so the festivities could begin. Friday evening came around, and at 8pm on the dot Aidan and Peter arrived home carrying a couple of shopping bags. They ordered me to strip, and then gradually tossed me bits of gear from the bags to get dressed into. By the end of it, I was standing before them in big heavy black leather boots, a tight-fitting pair of leather chaps, a black leather jock, a multi-strap leather harness, and a fat padded leather collar with red trim and matching cuffs. They seemed pretty happy, and I had to admit I loved the look too, mentally adding “leather fetish” to the list of things I was finding out about myself. We left the apartment and headed to their BMW in the basement car park, from where Aidan drove us for some time to an industrial area. We left the main roads and entered the back alleys, and eventually parked up behind what looked like a warehouse. There were a few men hanging around outside the door smoking, some in bits of leather but others dressed more casually, and they all turned and looked as I emerged from the car and walked with Aidan and Peter towards them, sizing me up and down as I approached. “This the boy, Pete?” asked one of them as we got closer. “Yes, ready and waiting” Peter replied. “Cool” said the man. “Get him inside and then you can be on your way.” I turned my head to Peter as Aidan urged me forward to the door. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Where are you two going?” “We’ll explain inside” Peter replied, not making eye contact with me. I had been nervously excited on the drive over, but now just felt exclusively nervous as the night seemed to be taking a bit of an unexpected turn. However, I trusted the two of them, so allowed them to lead me through the door and into the building, which was dimly lit and seemed to be deserted. They led me across an empty warehouse space and through another door, beyond which I could hear some low thumping music and lots of muffled male voices. Aidan closed that door behind me, and then they stopped and turned to face me. “What’s going on?” I asked again. “Well boy, this is how it is” Aidan replied. “You are a cumdump. A natural. You didn’t know it before you met us, but there’s no going back, is there?” I shook my head after a pause. “So” continued Peter, “tonight we’re helping you to complete your transformation to what you really are.” “The guys here tonight will be taking care of your needs for the next few days” said Aidan, “and then we’ll take care of you before you go home to London and start living your life the way you’re meant to.” “What does that mean?” I asked, my voice slightly high and shaky. “It means, boy” replied Peter, “that you need to be free of any constraints so you can get that perfect arse of yours fucked by anyone and everyone.” “It means” continued Aidan, “that you will be taking loads tonight that will change you forever, and for the better.” It started to dawn on me what they were talking about, and I felt a sinking feeling replace the nerves. Peter and Aidan were intending to get me pozzed. “You understand, don’t you boy?” said Peter. I looked down and nodded. “Yes sir” I replied, referring to him in a way I had only previously done during some evenings of role play. “I think you want it” said Peter, “and I know you need it.” After a pause I nodded again, saying nothing. My heart was kind of breaking, and yet I couldn’t deny that my cock was rapidly hardening in the confines of the leather jock. This didn’t go unnoticed. “Thought so” said Aidan. “We’ve known a lot of cumdumps over the years, and can always tell which ones just need a little push to give themselves over to their true nature. You, boy, are a classic case.” I just stood there looking at my feet, my mind seemingly both racing while also going blank. I knew I could just get out of there and stop this, but somehow I also knew I would be seeing this through. “What you don’t know is that we’re both undetectable” said Peter. “In fact, pretty much everyone who’s fucked you in this city is.” “What does that mean?” I asked. “It means that we’re all on meds and shooting blanks” said Aidan. “The guys in here tonight are the exact opposite, and you won’t be leaving here until you’re riddled with the bug.” “But this is your last chance” said Peter. “If you want to back out now then we’ll take you home.” When I said nothing, Peter smiled and patted me on the back, before turning and pressing a button on the wall. Moments later, another door opened and the corridor we were standing in filled with noise. I stood and looked towards it, until Aidan gently pushed me in that direction. However, this time they didn’t come with me, and as I approached the door I turned to look at them. “Have fun, boy” Peter said. “When you’re ready your bed will be waiting for you.” I nodded, then then turned towards the door and walked through.

I'm not going to lie: the first one hurt. Despite the lubing and fingering I had engaged in on the car ride over, the rough, uncompromising entry of a very girthy, pierced dick was painful. The guy wielding this silver-ringed phallus was aggressive and clearly riled up, so I had little choice but to just stay bent over and yelp my way through a hard pounding until, thankfully, he spurted his toxic babies in me after only a few minutes. Thereafter things got a bit easier, as the two guys that followed weren't nearly as well-hung and my anus had relaxed a bit and been lubed some more by the first load. They both lasted longer than the first guy, meaning he was good to go again by the time they were done. Fortunately it was a more comfortable fucking second time around. I stayed over the barrel for quite a while, only occasionally getting a moment to stand up straight and stretch before someone else stepped up to have a go in me. I was aware there were other men in attendance after a while, but I have no idea if any of them were poz as they weren't particularly vocal. I suppose it didn't matter though, as by that point I was on a second consecutive night of taking highly toxic loads so was probably well on my way to conversion anyway. Things shifted up a gear when a large group of men arrived en masse, such that I wondered if they had come on some sort of pozzing coach excursion. Once they were there I was allowed to move from the barrel to the filthy mattress, and was then flipped repeatedly between missionary and doggy-style positions depending on each fucker's preference. As the night wore on and my hole got looser and looser, they moved on to double-fucking me, again in various positions, and often with a lot of poz talk to keep everyone aroused. Interestingly, all focus throughout the night was on my rear end, with only the occasional presentation of a dick to my face for me to lick or suck, and usually only to clean after it had fired off in my backside. I was otherwise free to occasionally smoke when Gus or Steve presented a cigarette to me, and otherwise just stare ahead of me to the water or up through the trees to the starry night sky. Throughout all this I was increasingly in a trance-like state, almost like I was witnessing this happening to someone else. I was obviously feeling all the fucking, the changing of positions and the hard slaps on my buttocks some of the guys chose to land on me, but somehow it didn't feel real and as such I didn't entirely engage. Perhaps some of the guys there would have preferred me to be either begging for their loads or whimpering like I was being raped, but I didn't really utter much at all after my yelping during that first brutal fuck. I don't know, maybe it was a defence mechanism to help me mentally cope with what I was allowing to happen to me. However, in time it all started to take its toll, and I was apparently wincing for the first time as two well-hung guys ploughed into me in tandem. This is when Steve and Gus started to bring things to a close, but not before I had taken their loads in the final double-fucking of the night. They then hauled me up from the mattress and handed me a bottle of water. "You did good, boy" said Gus. "Thanks" I whispered. "You sore?" asked Steve. "Yes" I replied, "but I'm OK." "Good boy" Steve said. "Now let's get your hole cleaned up so you don't mess up the car on the way home." They made me squat near the river before squirting water out of a couple of bottles at my backside, and then handed me some wet wipes and a towel to finish off the job myself. There were still a few of the other men hanging around and it was all a bit bizarre doing this with an audience, but at least they weren't fucking me any more. Once clean, I threw all the wipes and towel in a plastic bag Gus held open for me, and then we set off back through the bushes to the car. I was sore, but it was still a blessed relief to sit down in the back seat once we got there. "Relax boy" said Gus, as Steve started driving us home, "you're going to get a bit of a break for a couple of days now, apart from us two needing your holes." "But tomorrow" continued Steve, looking at me in the rear-view mirror as he drove along the deserted roads, "we'll be taking you out to start your other conversion." "My other conversion?" I asked. "Yes boy" said Gus. "It's one thing to have the virus, which I'm sure you will do soon, but it's another to actually look like a true poz cumdump. Tomorrow we'll get you started down that road too." I started trying to form the questions that were entering my head, but then sighed and turned to look out of the window. "Yes sir" I responded quietly. "Good lad" Gus said, before we then drove the rest of the way in silence. Once back at their house I took and shower and then limped to bed, my arse starting to ache more and more, all while my head was swirling with anxieties, questions and flashbacks. What would they be doing to me tomorrow? What did a true poz cumdump look like? What if I didn't want to have done to me whatever they were planning? Eventually physical and mental exhaustion took me over, and I turned on to my side and closed my eyes. "What will be will be" I whispered to myself, before drifting off to a restful sleep.

As someone who lives in the middle of a sexual desert where there is no eligible cock for miles, I can appreciate the value of such a find in walking distance. I have to wonder though... a virgin hole gaping? The lady doth protest too much methinks. Either he’s very familiar with dildoes or it was simply his first time being fucked... by you. Either way, he sounds like fun. Him: I’m sorry, but I may have to tap out. You: You’re fine. 😂

@FreakedOut - I would encourage you to look for an alternative to your old-school Freudian therapist. Such techniques may have some usefulness (debatable) in sorting out past trauma, but what you’re looking for are ways to build up mental skills to combat the flashes of anxiety you feel. Cognitive Behavioral Therapy is very commonly the standard approach to such cases in the contemporary mental health therapy field, and you should be able to find a therapist who employs it with no trouble, if your current one will not. But you can also do work with it on your own - there are a number of books and websites available on how to start doing your own work with Cognitive Behavioral Therapy, Important Note: Cognitive Behavioral Therapy is sometimes referred to by its acronym, CBT. Do not confuse this with the other CBT when finding someone to work with you. Cock and Ball Torture is likely to increase anxiety. Unless you’re into that. I’ve had so much of both CBTs that I can advise equally. To the matter at hand ongoing, remember that taking a load bare from a Poz Top is by no means a guaranteed ticket to HIV infection. In general, your odds of an actual infection, if not on PrEP, are 1 in 72 (for Tops fucking a Poz bottom, your odds are 1 in 909). Every tenfold increase in the viral load increases the chance of infection by about threefold. If you have an STD that compromises your skin’s barrier (i.e., an open sore) your risk more than doubles. But still. Even if you had never taken a single pill of PrEP, you probably only had less than a 2% chance of getting HIV. But you were taking PrEP, so that changes the math. How effective your PrEP is going to be in protecting you is going to depend on how regularly you take it. PrEP is not a “magic bullet” type of pill that takes full effect and provides full benefit after you swallow one pill. You can’t use it situationally like Viagra. You have to use it to build and then maintain a level of chemical defense in your body against potential infection, and building that line takes time. The good news is that it works. For men taking PrEP daily or regularly (at least 4x per week) risk of acquiring HIV is reduced by 99%. For those not keeping up with their regimen, if they took it “recently” (that is, some of the PrEP still remains from their last dose in their blood plasma) the risk is still reduced by about 89%. That’s better than the averaged general overall prevention rate for condoms (about 80%). So your chances of actually getting HIV from this encounter were tiny to begin with, and then you saw a doctor about it. So you’re going to be fine. Moving forward, then, how do you get to the point where you fuck without fear? Here’s how. 1. You educate yourself. You go online and search out all the information you can find about HIV, how it’s transmitted, and how it’s prevented. Find out for yourself what the statistics and the studies have shown. Fear feeds on the unknown. 2. Learn about the mechanics of sex. Study about the parts of the body involved and how they function and relate, and what can go wrong with them. 3. Don’t use any substance (chem) unless you’ve done your homework on it first. Know what it is as a chemical, know what it’s going to do in your body and how it’s going to do it. Know the potential harm it can cause you, the likelihood it will do that harm, and whether it will likely put you at risk from other harms by impairing you mentally or physically. 4. Take your PrEP at least 4 times a week, without fail. Make it an unbreakable habit. Do it until it becomes as automatic as taking a leak when you get out of bed in the morning. You can do it. Since I started taking ART on September 25, 2014, up til today, I have missed exactly one dose. When you arm yourself with knowledge, you make confident decisions. When you plan for your defense and go through with the plan, it leaves you confident that you’re ready. The antidote to Anxiety is Confidence. Fuck well.

About a month ago I went to Corpus Christi with a bud to get away for a weekend. He’s gay too and we both wanted to hook up with other guys. There was a group thing happening and I went to it. I did some pot beforehand just to loosen up and had a lot of fun, fucking and getting fucked. Some of the guys there were partying and I did a little with one of the guys and quickly realized it was a mistake as I felt like I was losing control. I was spent and started bottoming more and probably not realizing how sore my ass was getting. Some of the guys were fairly hung and one guy was massive…this big dude who looked like he played football and hung like a horse. He pulled me aside and drilled me with no mercy. He was covering my mouth and telling me not to scream all while telling me I was a dirty whore and a slut and wanted it. He wasn’t wrong and I could feel him pump a load in me and hoped he’d stop but he kept at it slamming his cock in me so roughly I was crying from the pain and begging him to stop. He came again and got off me saying nothing. My ass was killing me by then and I found my clothes and left. the next day I had the worst ass pain I’d probably ever had and the pain when I would poop was indescribable. I’d had gonnorea of the ass before and it felt a bit like that. It was Sunday and we had to drive home but We had to stop several times as I needed to poop and again it was indescribable pain. I had to level with my bud and say what happened. The pain persisted for days and finally I had to go to the clinic to get checked out. Thankfully no gonnorea or other STDs, it was just the result of too much rough anal sex. It took several days before I felt better and I’m probably going to be more careful with group stuff like that. the bottom line is you can’t reason with guys who want to take what they feel is theirs. Some tops are aggressive and know that some guys want it that way. There’s no “off” switch for them. The best thing to do if you want to have control is not to have sex when you’re altered. Don’t put yourself in unequal situations where guys outnumber you and can take control of the situation. I’ve been in group situations that spun out of control and wound up getting gang raped. Don’t think you can “know” a guy on outward appearances. Some guys seem nice but wind up getting rougher than you want. You don’t have to lie there and take it. I would gladly let the footballer boy fuck me as much as he wanted so long as he didn’t get so rough. I’ve taken cocks as big as his before and had a lot of fun taking them. I’ve also had my ass destroyed by less hung guys who felt they could use my ass as rough as they want. In the end I fucked up as I forgot my cardinal rule and did drugs without asking what they were and what they would do. I should have fought back more vigorously against footballer boy but instead I let him use me. If you have rules stick with them. If you don’t have rules you better make some!

I can literally take any size cock up my ass and have taken some genuinely huge ones including one that was so big I didnt even think it was real when I first felt it with my hands (I was blindfolded in a sling) it was at least 13 inches and thicker than my wrist. it took awhile to get it in but once it was in it felt great. Huge cocks are generally spongy. The small bony cocks with a curve are the ones that hurt cause its a small hard plastic like thing poking into the sides of my pussy. I can take huge cocks all night long.

Phone sex Matt was fingering himself and chatting on AOL with some guy from the suburbs. His city's m4m room was full again, so he had picked the suburban room and was now in a really hot cyber sex session with some guy. In the session, the guy was eating Matt's ass while Matt was bent over a couch in the guy's house. Matt was so turned on. He had three fingers in his ass and occasionally stroked his cock. It was hard to stroke, finger, and type. Matt was so turned on though. Noticing that Matt was slow to respond, the suburban guy asked if Matt was stroking. Matt quickly typed yes. The suburban guy asked if Matt wanted to chat on the phone. Matt hesitated. But his cock made the decision. Matt gave the guy his number, gabbed his phone, and laid on his bed. The phone rang and a gravelly voice asked for Matt. Matt said it was him. The guy proceeded to tell Matt he was going to keep eating his ass. In his apartment, Matt moaned and put a finger back in his ass. The guy said he was kissing Matt now. His cock pressed on Matt's ass. Matt said "yes, feels good. I feel your cock on my ass." The guy said, "Did you bring condoms?" Matt moaned that he'd forgot them. The guy said, "I shouldn't fuck you then. It wouldn't be safe." Matt says, "I'm soooooo horny to get fucked." The phone sex, suburban top says, "You are such a sexy twink. I am so turned on to fuck your ass. You knew you were going to get fucked. Why didn't you bring condoms?" Matt says he is stroking the man's cock and pointing the cock at his hole as he says, "I forgot them. Do you want to fuck me anyway?" The suburban top says, "Did you forget the condoms on purpose? Forget the condoms because you want me to fuck you bareback?" Matt says, "Yes. Fuck me bareback." The top and Matt proceed to fuck bareback in their phone sex session. The session ends with Matt begging the suburban guy to breed his ass. Matt cums all over himself. The top thanks Matt and hangs up. Matt returns to the computer ready to turn it off. He sees a chat box open from his college friend. His friend says it was great to have Matt visit, but he's concerned because he and his roommate know Matt got fucked bareback by Ricky. They heard Matt tell Ricky to cum in his ass and heard what Ricky said. They want Matt to get tested and stop fucking guys bareback. Matt is ashamed. His face is red. His body is warm and getting hotter. He types back that he is going to the clinic tomorrow. The Clinic Matt is at the clinic. This is always an ordeal. Matt hates this process. At least it is a saliva test now instead of a needle. But he is going to be a wreck for two weeks waiting for his results. He has been letting guys screw his bareback for months. He's been so afraid to get tested and go through this two weeks of agonizing waiting for the results. Matt thinks, "It's almost the year 2000 - a new century - and these results still take 2 weeks. UGHHHHH!" Matt's name is called. Matt and the counselor chat. Counselor is super hot. Latino, built in the chest and shoulders, thicker waist, but not fat, bubble ass in his khakis. Matt is staring a bit. The counselor asks why Matt is there. Matt feels his mouth dry, but says for an HIV test. The counselor asks if there is any reason for concern. Matt's chest tightens a bit. He has to tell this super hot guy that he let strangers cum in his ass. Matt feels hot. Matt is silent. The counselor says, "it's ok. please be honest. in this room, the other counselors and i have heard it all." Matt is almost ready to cry. Something is going to burst forth - either tears oor words or he's going to run as fast as his twink legs can carry him. Matt chooses the words. He vomits his story of Ricky and the guys from the EDM club (who no longer speak to him) and Alexander's best friend. As Matt is taking a breath, he feels his cheeks as wet too. He has been crying a bit. Letting it all out. As Matt is about to continue, the counselor stops him. He says, "Matt thank you for telling me. I know that was a lot." He then asks other questions -- to get the timeline, number of partners, drugs (are you sure? no good), alcohol, hiv status of partners (mostly unknown because Matt has not been asking), etc. The counselor leans closer to Matt, puts his hand on Matt's arm to comfort him, and then does the saliva test. It is all over says the counselor. The test will take two weeks. I want to see you in two weeks. I am not supposed to do this, but I will schedule you to come when I am here. We will look at your results together. Also, we are going to test you for other common STDs today using a blood test with the nurse. Those results will come in sooner. I, a nurse, or a doctor will call you with those results. The nurse takes the blood and then leads Matt to a bathroom asks his to pee in a cup and also says wet your face honey, it's pretty obvious that you cried today. Matt does it all, leaves the cum with his name on it as instructed, and leaves. The Call After the clinic, Matt signs online to tell his friend that he went to the clinic and got tested for everything. His friends are happy for him and encouraging. He'll be fine. He's got to take care of himself. Condoms save lives, etc. Condoms for a bottom are essential, etc. Then the guys applaud Matt for going to the clinic again. Matt's phone rings. He hears the gravelly voice of the suburban guy who cyber fucked him yesterday. The guy apologizes for calling without asking first. Matt is stunned and annoyed. He tells the man that it isn't ok to just call like this. The man says, I'm sorry, but the session yesterday was so hot that I wanted to........ Matt says, "fuck me again?" as his cock gets harder. The guy says yes. Matt opens his jeans, takes them off, and grabs his cock and strokes it. Matt says, "Do you want to roleplay?" The guy says yes if i can fuck you again. Matt says "yes you definitely can. Matt says, we are two guys who see each other in the HIV testing clinic and we go fuck right after our tests." The guy on the other end of the phone growls low and says, "you are a dirty fucking slut twink, aren't you? Going to take me bareback again even though we just got tested?" "Yes, bareback my ass." Matt says. The guys proceed to phone fuck for 10 minutes and Matt ends the fuck begging the suburban guy to breed his unprotected ass. The both cum all over themselves. The SAFESEXONLY TOP Matt is online a couple days later. He is chatting in his city's m4m room when a window pops up from "SAFESEXONLYTOP". The guy says he likes Matt's profile stats, says he likes twinks. Matt looks at the guys stats, he is a hot Latino, works out, and has 8" uncut. Matt is all about this dude - except the condoms only are a bit of a turnoff. But, the guy is hot. Matt is going to be good now. The guy and Matt swap pics. This dude looks like he could be related to the HIV clinic counselor. Matt thinks, but this dude is not in as good shape as the counselor - little more belly fat. Arms, shoulders, biceps are all great. Matt sends the guy his ass pics. The guy says, "that is a hot ass. want me to fuck it?" Matt agrees and strokes his cock. Matt is about to start a cyber sex session with the guy, figuring that is where this is going, but the guy asks where Matt lives. Matt gives the neighborhood. The guy lives a couple miles away - maybe 20 minutes on the bus, 10 if the bus is coming when Matt gets outside. Matt agrees to go to the guy's house, says he needs some time to prepare to get 8" inside him. The guy says good, they swap phone numbers, Matt gets the address, twenty minutes later Matt is clean inside and out, types that he is leaving his place, goes outside and the bus is a block away. Matt arrives and the Latino guy buzzes Matt in. He is only wearing a tank top and mesh shorts. Matt is still in all his jacket, hat and whatever. Matt is looking around as he is taking off his coat, gloves, hat, scarf, boots, socks, jeans, tee to be in just his tight white briefs. Matt sees a large studio apartment. Bedroom area on the far wall, kitchen area near the front door, and a workout area with a weight bench and barbell, dumbbells, etc. The top is looking at Matt. Matt lowers his briefs, gets on his knees, takes out the uncut cock and starts giving the top a blow job. He feels the cock grow in his mouth. The top is moaning. Matt feels the thick cock pushing at his throat as it gets bigger. Matt knows this cock is going to feel amazing inside him. He's going to love this top's cock stretching his hole in a few minutes. Matt is dragged over to the bed by the top. The top lays down and starts a 69 with Matt, first sucking him while Matt is sucking the now hard 8" thick uncut cock in his face. Matt feels the top start to finger him, then eat his ass. Matt is slobbering and struggling a bit with the top's cock. It is too thick for Matt's throat. Matt loves this cock. He is ready to sit on it. The top has three fingers in Matt's hole now and he is alternating the finger fucking with a tongue fucking. Matt is moaning as he sucks on the top's cock. Matt pulls off the cock and says, "Please fuck my ass." The top smiles and grabs a condom and lube. He hands Matt the lube and says "Get your ass ready." Matt leans back on the bed, spreading his legs and watching the top stroke his cock, Matt opens the lube and puts some on his fingers, and fingers it into his hole while the top watches. The top is so turned on watching Matt. Matt sees the top open the condom packet - its one of the free ones from a club Matt goes to sometimes (they have the bar's name on them). Matt fingers himself with more lube as the top struggles to get the condom on his thick cock. Matt lubes his cock too. Stroking and keeping his legs wide so the top can still see his hole. Matt hands the top the lube. The top uses lube and roughly strokes his cock to get it back rock hard. Matt fingers himself again because he knows it is turning this top on. Matt goes to the edge of the bed, flips over and puts his ass right in front of the top, looks back, smiles and says, "Fuck me." The top lines up his cock and pushes inside. Matt's eyes bulge as the thick, covered cock, jams an inch or two in his ass. It's THIIIICCKKKK. Matt winces and grunts. He says, "Fuck you are big." The top asks if he should stop. Matt says, "Just give me a few to adjust to your big cock. I want it." Matt breathes heavily in and out and relaxes his ass. The top feels Matt relax some and pushes his covered cock in more. Matt feels the uncomfortable rubber in him and hates it, but he wants this cock on his prostate. He wants to know what this cock will feel like when it pounds at his prostate. Matt relaxes his ass more and in another minute or so the cock is now in Matt fully and the tops balls are on Matt's ass. Matt is feeling this 8" thick cock inside him. He likes how full he feels. The top begins to fuck Matt. Matt feels the rubber some as the cock is fucking him, but he is pushing that thought and feeling away as this cock touches his prostate. The top is really getting into a good rhythm now. Matt is moaning and stroking his cock as the top pounds his ass. The top is grabbing Matt's hips, pulling almost all the way out and jamming all the way back in causing Matt groans and moans to escape from Matt's throat. Matt is enjoying the fuck. The top slips out of Matt on one of his thrusts. On the struggle to get back inside - lube slippery, etc.; Matt says, "Want to fuck me on the weight bench?" The top says, "Fuck yeah." They get to the weight bench and the top bends Matt over it. Matt has one knee on the bench, another foot on the floor, hands on the barbell, and his showing his hole to the top. The top is rock hard and says, "You are a sexy fuck." The top pushes into Matt. They fuck like this for at least 10 minutes. Both guys are sweaty. Matt is loving the fuck. The top is loving the fuck. He is buried deep in Matt's ass. Matt is moaning. He feels so good. The cock feels so good. "Want me to ride you?" Matt asks. The top says fuck yeah. Matt lets the top lie down on the bench. Matt faces away from the top and let's the top guide his cock into Matt's well fucked hole. Matt moans as the top slides inside. Matt starts riding. It feels so good. The top and Matt are moaning. Matt is kinda loud now. It feels so good inside him. Matt says, "What're you doing to my ass? You feel so good in me. It's amazing." The top says, "The condom broke dude. It feels amazing for me too." Matt says, "Oh no." but he keeps riding the top. The top says, "You feel so good." Matt says, "So do you. Your cock feels amazing." From the top's vision point, Matt is riding him, both feet on the floor, Matt's ass riding up and down on the bare cock with the condom only covering the base. The top says, "We should stop right?" Matt groans softly, slowing his fucking on the top's large cock. Matt says, "Do you have another condom?" The top says, "No that is why I used this one from the club." Matt looks back at the top and starts riding him again. "Please keep fucking me," Matt moans. The top says, "You know I'm in you bareback right? The condom is all at the base of my cock. You are fucking yourself on totally bare cock." Almost breathlessly, Matt says, "Am I really?" Matt loves how it feels inside him. Matt says, "This feels so good." Matt keeps sliding the now bare cock up and down in his hole. The top, totally turned on says, "Yeah. Do you like my cock fucking you raw?" Matt says, almost in a whisper, "Yes fuck me raw." The top says, "What did you say slut?" Matt says louder, "Fuck me raw." The top gets them up, pulls out of Matt, rips the broken condom off his cock, pushes Matt against the wall and pushes his cock back inside Matt. He fucks Matt hard up against the wall. Matt is babbling, moaning, loving this fuck. The cock is slamming his prostate. The top kisses Matt as he is fucking him. He says, "I'm close. Do you want my load?" Matt says, "Do it man. Cum in my ass." The top licks Matt's neck, takes a few more strokes, bites down lightly on Matt's shoulder and explodes inside Matt's unprotected ass. Matt's groans and screams as he shoots his load on the wall. Matt and the top get dressed, exchange numbers, the top mumbles something about how hot it was that Matt took his load and that he'd never fucked bareback before, and Matt is out the door, on the bus and home 30 minutes later. Matt tries to hit up the top's profile later that night to say he had fun, but the profile no longer exists. Matt is confused. Later that night as Matt is in the middle of another cyber sex session letting another dude fuck him raw, a screen pops up from "LTN8x5TOP" and it is the top from earlier. He says, "You're a great fuck. So glad you let me fuck you raw. U seemed to love it raw." Matt responds, "I do. It felt so good raw." LTN8x5TOP says, "You're not the only one. I told my cousin about you. He says bottom twinks are easy to get to give it up raw. Sometimes all a top needs to do it ask for it raw. So I changed my screen name." Matt responds, "ROFLMAO" and actually he is laughing. LTN8x5TOP says, "So.......Want to come back over and get fucked raw by my cousin and I tomorrow?" Matt says, "Yes." Matt went the next day and spent 4 hours getting fucked raw by the cousins. The two tops loved fucking the slutty twink who kept begging them to breed him. They even got Matt to take a DP for a few minutes although he couldn't do it too long. Matt took 6 loads off them. Matt loved it. Matt imaged that the cousin was the safe sex counselor as he took his loads. It was so hot.

Chapter 16 So I woke up holding Duke. I started thinking about what could top the like 48 hours. While thinking of that I had to wonder if it was a dream or if it all really happened. But I was holding Duke and Austin was curled up on the floor so it definitely was no dream. Out of no where I thought to myself... Whatever happened with Walter. Then I knew my next plan.... I wanted to convert Walter to and see what other guys I could get Austin and Drew dragging home. Something about taking away the innocence was turning me on hardcore. I then felt Austin climbing up to get at my dick. I almost forgot what he was doing. "Oh you need some of your vitamins?" He shook his head. I giggled and said, "well you can have some if you dont spill a drop this time." He took my cock in his mouth as i laid there and he did drink every drop. No spilling or issues with it. So I rewarded him with some of his vitamins. Duke woke up and turned around and started kissing me. He then started working down to my cock. He was such an animal for cum. I asked him if he wanted a repeat of last night. He said, "I think i wanna ride you daddy and have Austin lick my load off ur belly/chest." He then climbed on top and I felt my cock easy into his hole. It was still moist feeling and loose. I like it like this because there was no issues getting in. He was having a ball just going up and down on my death stick trying to get me to feed his hole my poz cum. I was loving every minute of it. Then I felt his ass go tighter on my cock and he started cumming. I couldn't hold back either and sent my poz cum into his hungry hole again. I told him to stay just like that. "Austin come here and clean me up while Duke is still on me." Austin got right up and cleaned up my stomach and chest and cleaned off Dukes. Duke slide off me and i looked at Austin ... Clean me up too. We went out to the kitchen and I started talking to Duke. I asked him what he thought about Walter and if he thought he could get him part of this group too. He said let him think on it and he would try to feel out Walter on the situation. Then he goes, "what are we going to do about him? Like he really isn't going to help win over Walter if he sees him before hand." "We will just keep him here and I will make sure he isn't here when/if you can get Walter here." We finished breakfast and Duke said he had to get to class. Austin looked confused. "Dont worry you dont go to school anymore. You're nothing anymore anyway but a toy for us real men to use," With that Austin crawled and sat in front of the fridge. So pathetic but I put some food in a bowl for him to eat on the floor. Let me know if you like/have suggestions...

I went to Steamworks Toronto last evening for BoyzNight - 25 yr olds and younger get in for free until midnight. Beside the cocks I got to suck and asses to rim, I managed to calm down a nervous bearcub. I was in my room with a buttplug up my hole, and he asked to cum in. I'd peg him no older than 25. Beared, bearcub, beefy, and quite nervous. He told me it was his first time in a gay bathhouse. He wanted his cock sucked. No problem there. His towel came off very fast to a raging hard-on. I serviced his young cock for a few minutes until I heard the magic words, "I'm gonna cum fast!" I took his cock in fully- 5" uncut, but on the thicker side of cocks, and I held on tight. He blasted down my throat. I cleaned his cock off. Boy, was he ever thankful and calmed down. It shows that when you give excellent service, they'll be back for more...LOL!

My son, if you must know, has a reputation as a bit of a tramp. Takes after me. Old enough in the state to do as he will….and he does plenty…oink, oink

On Sunday night, I had some fun with my weather man bull. He went back to his wife, but still wasn't getting his balls drained. He got my attention on snapchat with his nice 9 inch dick. So I told him I wanted him to breed me again. He told me "yeah, I hate using condoms on your tight ass, my wife has not spread her legs again. " So I got my trailer ready, got the murphy bed down and waited by the door. Unlike the other bulls I have. He loves to have normal sex, kisses and all. I don't mind it, I love it better that way. He loves starting out by getting in the shower, he loves to wash me and he starts to fuck me in there. After that we got right to the bed, We both, got high on poppers. I got on top of him and got balls deep into him, We just made out and he breed me for hours. It was about 2 am Monday morning when he left. God I missed him. At the 6 o clock news, I could tell he needed it.

I’ve arrived back at my hotel room. As I take off my shorts and shirt, cum is still running down my legs. I’m sitting in my hotel room with an anchor plug firmly seated in my ass and my cock is rock hard thinking about what a cumslut I was today. The day started with a top from Grindr. He had a magnificent cock, and fucked me bareback for about 25 minutes before giving me first load of the day. His cock was 8.5” and very thick. It stretched and filled my ass perfectly. I was face down on the bed and he walked in, rimmed me, and then proceeded to pound my ass with his bare cock. When he did finally cum, he pushed his cock in to the hilt and I felt his cock pulsing his hot cum deep inside me. He zipped and left and I knew I needed more.!! Off to the ABS in SW Fort Worth, where I picked my favorite middle booth with gloryholes on each side. A nice, fat cock presented itself and I immediately started sucking. He was soon fucking his cock in and out of my mouth, so I stood up, turned around and pushed his cock into my already lubed ass. He felt glorious and pounded me hard for 5 minutes before giving me my second anonymous load. A cock was pushed thru on the other side and I repeated the process, very happy to take two loads in about 15 minutes. This continued with another 4 cocks, each one fucking my and breeding me thru the gloryhole. Soon I had 6 anonymous load, having no idea their status or what they looked like. My hole was sloppy and there was cum on the floor that had leaked out while I was being fucked. As things slowed down, I left and went to another ABS close by and was regarded with a load in my mouth, which a happily swallowed into my belly, and two more cocks fucking and breeding me. My ass was full with 7 loads, but I still had a little time to kill, so I returned to the first ABS, and received another two anonymous loads to mix with the others. I have taken a lot of cocks and cum before, but never have I had 9 complete anonymous loads mixing together in my well fucked ass. I am trying to keep them in me as long as possible, but my ass is well used and I’m sure when I pull out this plug, cum will be gushing out and running down my legs. I feel like an accomplished cumslut today!!

Last loads taken were yesterday afternoon, two in my ass and one in my throat. A regular black fb who I hadn't seen in easily 8 months. He's large, hung and has a very hard dick. Handsome as fuck. He was hard and stroking when I arrived and I swallowed his shaft a while. Love sucking BBC. I sat on his lap and rode his dick and then he put me on all fours which I love best and railed my hole. He fucked it hard and deep from behind and I was so fucking happy. First two loads directly into my ass, he didn't even stop after the first load. There was churned white cum on his dick when he pulled out which I licked and sucked eagerly. Delicious. He stroked off as I sucked him and got the third load in my throat. Tasty. My ass hurt so good.

Before we knew his name, we called him Neighbor Boy. Brian saw him first. On a gorgeous Saturday in May, I walked into the kitchen to see my husband jacking his fat dick while sneaking glances out the window. When he heard me approach, he flashed a piggish grin and motioned me over. That’s when I caught my first glimpse of Neighbor Boy. He was shirtless, maybe 18 or 19, and hauling boxes into his family’s new home. His face, square-jawed and intense, was still boyish in a lot of ways, but you could easily see the drop-dead-handsome man he was becoming. And to make things even hotter, he was obviously packing a man-size piece of meat, judging from the package bouncing between his legs. As sweat ran down the ridges of his abs, his shorts began to slip past the beltline, exposing just a bit of what appeared to be a bubble-perfect jockbutt. My eyes followed the dark line of sweat forming between his asscheeks; I wanted to bury my face in the fresh boy-musk around his crotch, his pits, his fuckhole. Brian turned to me with an evil grin. “That boy is ours,” he said, still furiously jacking his cock. Then, with a grunt, he sprayed three powerful volleys of thick, unmedicated poz cum across the kitchen sink. * * * Brian and I have been together for 10 years. I’m 35; he’s 40. People tease us about looking like twins, and I can see why: we both have dark brown hair, beards, and hairy chests. We also have cocks that are roughly the same size, about 8.5” by 6.5”. And when our big dicks spring out of our jockstraps at the same time, we can usually turn a run-of-the-mill bottomboy into a trashy, knocked-up dickpig in no time at all. It wasn’t always that way. Back when we met, Brian was a top. I was vers, but I wouldn’t let him fuck me raw. My reasoning was simple: I was neg, he was poz. And then one night, he invited me to his house for a homemade dinner. It was my birthday, and he’d hinted at some kind of surprise. I had no idea what was in store: halfway through my first cocktail, I started to slur my speech. I remember asking him what was going on, but Brian just stood there, grinning like a demon and rubbing his cock through his jeans as I slipped into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found myself suspended in midair, my body swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm. In my drugged-up stupor, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was directly underneath a large mirror on the ceiling. Very slowly, I managed to process the image I saw in the mirror: for some reason I was naked, with my legs splayed wide and arms tied back. I’d heard of slings, but I’d never been in one. And just then, it dawned on me that my body was swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm because a total stranger was pounding my hole. That’s when I heard Brian’s voice cut through the noise in that dark, crowded, sweat-stenched room: “The second booty bump definitely woke him up,” he said. Right about then, the guy fucking me started to convulse, and everyone in the room shouted encouragement as he thrust in and out of my hole frenetically. Next I heard a loud round of clapping and grunting from the crowd, followed by an odd sensation of warmth and wetness when that cock pulled out of me. My hole released the stranger's mushroom head with a subtle *pop*, and then I suddenly felt an emptiness in my ass, as if my knocked-up cunt somehow wasn’t complete anymore without a raw dick lodged deep inside. But the emptiness didn’t last. Within a matter of seconds, I felt the familiar contours of Brian’s cock inside me. “Hey, baby,” he said, his big dick making an unfamiliar sloshing sound as he fucked away. “That was load number four, and you've just begun. It’s your birthday, remember? My gift is to get you fuckin’ pregnant. You want another poz load?” I stared at him, uncomprehending. Then my eyes grew wide as I realized what all this meant. “No,” I said. “Fuck no. I don’t want to be sick. You know that. What the fuck are you doing?” “Oh, please—you have no idea what you want,” he replied. “From the moment we met, I saw right through you. You’re just another clean-cut, handsome boy waiting for somebody to give you permission to be a cumpig. I mean, just look at your dick right now—it’s harder than I’ve ever seen it.” I glanced down at my cock, and I could see it dripping beads of precum onto my abs. Meanwhile, Brian kept pounding me. “Your dick seems to be a few steps ahead of your brain at the moment, because your dick knows what you need,” he said. “And what you need, little piggy, is an ass full of fresh poz loads. Don’t worry—your brain will catch up to your cock before the night’s through. Until then, we’ll just gangrape you full of poz seed, OK?" "FUCK YOU." "Sorry, bud, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're the one getting fucked tonight, remember? You're getting fucked and bred and, if you're really lucky, maybe even pozzed. So...are you ready to beg for another dirty load, boy?” “Fuck no, Brian. I don’t want this. Fucking stop, OK? STOP.” He didn’t stop. Instead, he nodded to someone behind me, and I was quickly muzzled and blindfolded. Brian stopped thrusting for a moment, lodging his cock deep in my hole, and ordered me to stay perfectly still unless I wanted to get hurt. In the stillness that followed, someone wrapped a tourniquet around my bicep. I felt a pinch in my arm, and the tourniquet came loose. Almost immediately, I gasped as a wave of dark energy rushed to my chest, my lungs, my cock, my ass. I coughed violently, and I struggled to catch my breath while the dark wave kept crashing through my nervous system. And just as Brian predicted, that's when my brain finally caught up with my cock. I was in heat. I loved the feeling of Brian's raw dick pounding me full of toxic seed. And by the end of the night, I would whimper and moan anytime my hole wasn’t stretched around a charged-up cock. I'd been transformed from a neg condom queen to a bareback slampig in a matter of hours. In the years since, Brian and I have developed a knack for initiating young men into the world of chemsex, feeding drugs to unsuspecting boys before knocking them up. The hottest of all, I think, was the seduction of Brian’s college-age nephew. And it didn’t happen on just any night, either, but on the night of our wedding. This kid was a hot little faggot with a naturally hungry butt. He was deeply closeted, but Brian and I saw right through him in a second. So after flirting with him on the dancefloor, then feeding him our dicks in a restroom stall, we took him back to the honeymoon suite, smoked him out with the glass pipe, and slathered Tina-laced lube all over his fratboy fuckhole. Within 15 minutes, he was taking a seat on my raw cock and bouncing on it like a natural-born bitch. Eight hours (and two giant slams) later, Brian’s fratboy nephew was a confirmed chemwhore, proudly spreading his wrecked fuckhole while it oozed loads from 11 strangers. Even then, he was still shoving fingers hungrily into his cunt, pleading for another slam of Tina in his arm. Instead, we dropped him off at our dealer’s house with instructions to push every boundary possible until this boy was corrupted through and through. Our dealer didn’t disappoint, and within a month or two our fratboy nephew was a slampig escort with a real talent for getting double-fisted. We couldn’t be prouder. * * * The day after we saw Neighbor Boy for the first time, we introduced ourselves to his parents. Over the course of a 30-minute conversation that included far too many details about the sister we didn’t care to meet, we found out exactly what we needed to know: Neighbor Boy’s name was Dalton, and he was finishing up his senior year at McKinley High. He’d just turned 18. He had a steady girlfriend named Melissa, and he’d landed a scholarship to be a kicker for one of the state university football teams. “Oh, and one more thing,” Dalton’s father said to us. “We’ll be chaperoning our daughter’s class trip to Washington, D.C. at the beginning of June. Dalton is perfectly capable of running the house by himself for a week, but could you just make sure he doesn’t throw any giant keggers? We’d really appreciate it.” We nodded eagerly, because we’d found our window of opportunity. As the conversation wrapped up, we slipped our hands in our pockets, attempting to hide the bulges from our rapidly hardening cocks. * * * When Brian and I returned home, we closed the door and fell into a deep, sloppy kiss. We would do whatever necessary to fill all of Dalton’s holes with chems. And if we had our way, he’d be going to college in the fall with poz blood flowing through his veins. “I wonder if Jesse knows Dalton,” Scott said. “That could be hot.” I nodded and grabbed my phone. “Let’s give him a ring.” We love Jesse because he’s an evil pig. But we love him even more because he’s an evil pig who happens to look like a blond, buff Mormon. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a lumberjack. Like Dalton, he’s a senior at McKinley, and we’d initiated him about six months earlier after chatting him up on a bareback fetish site. We pozzed him on the day after his 18th birthday. He was already entertaining some very dark fantasies by the time we found him—apparently he’d been watching bareback porn and trolling fetish chatrooms for years. But unlike most of the naïve little faggots we corrupt with chems and impregnate with toxic seed, Jesse was eager to get slammed into the stratosphere, and he required no encouragement to spread his muscled boybutt for our poz dicks. And now, in the months since his seroconversion, he’s been helping us lure boys to the world of chem-fueled bareback fucking. Jesse answered my call right away. Yes, he said, he was pretty good friends with Dalton, who was basically the hottest guy in the entire fucking school. We asked if Jesse was planning to hang out with Dalton anytime soon. Yes, he replied: he’d be at Dalton’s pool party the following weekend. “You guys should come, because a lot of the parents will be there,” he said. “I’ll tell Dalton to invite you. And I'll tell you something else: everybody at school would swear he’s straight, but I just don’t know. I get a weird vibe from him. Maybe not a gay vibe, but like a curious vibe.” “So you’re saying there might be a faggot buried deep inside that boy?” I asked. “Just a hunch,” Jesse replied. “Well, in that case,” said Scott, “it’s time for us to get deep inside Dalton and find out.” MORE SOON...

For a late birthday present, my boyfriend took me to Florida and we had an amazing time. We drove overnight on the way down to Jacksonville and we were on grindr the whole way there and back. We created a new profile to find guys to help me suck my boyfriend's dick, then to fuck me and watch him fuck me. We stopped at an adult store near South of the Border in North Carolina/South Carolina and I sucked three dicks in the car before he took me to the hotel. We met a guy we'd been talking to and he did an amazing job eating my ass, then he deep throated my bf's dick by himself before they both fucked me. We drove to Hardeeville, SC and stayed in one of the trashiest motels I've ever been in for a few hours while guys came through and used my ass with my bf. He held off from cumming until the last guy bred me, then he deep dicked me and came so hard I thought he hurt himself because of the noises he was making. When we got to Jacksonville we went and saw some of his boys, then we checked into the hotel and I slept like a rock for the first night. The next day, two of his boys came through and piped me down while he watched, then he took me out for dinner at a Greek restaurant near Daytona Beach. Our server was so damn cute but we figured he was straight because he kept talking to another table about his girlfriend in Gainesville. When we got back to Jacksonville we scored a couple hookups but there were a ton of flakes, so we checked out early this morning and hit the road at 4am. Someone hosted us in this town called Eutawville, SC and I got piped down again, then we drove up to South of the Border and looked for some dicks to suck but didn't get any action. We found someone in North Carolina to help me blow him one more time, then we drove all the way home. Now he's sleeping and I'm feeling really contented but I'm also jittery and excited because I've never done anything like that before and can't wait to do it again.

My husband was at home with our son and I was out to slut around. I am such a fucking cheater. It has been months if not a year since I last got fucked and bred. So many bottoms and so few tops. I went to the Treasure Chest in Portland Maine this afternoon not really expecting much. It’s a Monday afternoon. Not the best time for cruising but I was horny as fuck. Haven’t had cock in my ass in months and almost no cocks to suck either. So I am In my usual booth with my pants around my ankles, some raw fucking on the screen, and my cock in my hand, one of the regular cocksuckers had already had a go at my bone. He’s got good skills but I was just not in the mood for a bj - giving one maybe but not getting unless it was from a young stud. There I sat wanking away when in comes a hot, fit ginger bear about 35 r so. 5’9” and a full beard. Woof! I grabbed his Cock through his shorts and gave it a tug. It was firm and long and growing fast. I pulled down his his shorts and out popped this hard, slim 7 inch cut cock with a nicely flared head. It was poker straight and delicious. I sucked it deep right off. Savored a musky man tang. The thought crossed my mind that this cock had already been in someone’s ass. I worked it for a couple of minutes and backed off. I asked “what are you into?” ”I’m a top,” he said. “Sweet” I replied as I hit the poppers. He reached for my ass and said “Let me see that ass.” Didn’t have to ask me twice. I stood and presented. He didn’t even wait for me to say fuck me. He just pushed his cock up against my ass. I spit on my hand a couple of times to lube up my ass and then the same for his cock. I guided him to my hole and he slipped right in. It hurt a little cause it was still a little dry but I didn’t care. I had a raw cock sliding up in my body and I was blissed out on poppers. His cock popped back out and I slicked it up again. This time it slid in up to his balls and he moaned “Yea, there it goes” and started pumping his bare cock deep into my body. I hit the poppers again and enjoyed the ride. He was quiet but had perfect rhythm and banged my prostate every time he pushed in. ”You want to cum in me don’t you?” I said “You want to breed my hole don’t you?” ”Fuck yea” and he started pumping faster. ”Breed me baby. I want you load. Load me up. Give me your babies” I begged for his load and he moaned and pushed in deeper and held it there unloading pulse after pulse of raw semen into my body. “Fuck yes. Give it to me.” He stroked in and out a few more times then pulled out. I sucked him clean and he tucked away with a big thank you for me. He left the booth and I sat back on the bench with my legs open fingering my cummy hole and licking my fingers clean. Well fucked and wanting more.

I need to know where the best cruising spots in nyc area like the Chelsea area or midtown any where I’m going to be looking for some raw ass 😈tomorrow night

Drew was very sexually frustrated as he'd a month to wait before he was going on PreP. He was getting more and more desirous of a good bareback fuck. He wanted to feel flesh on flesh: a dick pistoning in and out of him and the feeling of his dick forcing its way into a willing tight hole. He spent quite a bit of time perusing bareback sites to try to alleviate his feelings. He was on BBRT when he was propositioned by a well endowed guy to swap loads with him. He was sorely tempted, but the propositioner was poz not on meds so he realised how stupid it would be in his circumstance. Nevertheless the invitation remained lodged in his mind as his sexual frustration grew. The next day Drew thought it wouldn't matter replying to him since he'd be able to meet up after he'd gone on PreP. So he replied and told him about when and where he was able to meet up, believing it would be some time before the guy would get back to him anyway. To Drew's surprise he got a reply the next day suggesting they meet up at the local cruising spot the following Monday. Drew couldn't possibly agree to this and risk infection. However, he delayed replying straight away instead of just suggesting a date the following month when he'd then be on Prep. Drew found his desire for cock growing, he had a hunger to fuck. So instead of replying negatively, a couple of days later he replied that he was willing to meet up. Drew rationalised he would just be able to play around with him, not go the whole way. In the late afternoon of the Monday straight after work he popped over to a nearby pub to get some Dutch courage. He found himself both turned on and very scared of meeting up with this man, Nevertheless after a couple of pints he headed over to the rondez vous point. The guy was slightly older than he expected, but very presentable. They went into the woods together. Drew very much hoped it would involve just playing around but at the same time craved for much more. They found a sheltered spot and started stripping off, The man's cock was something to be envied. but at the sight of it, Drew's started to rise to the occasion. On seeing this the man came over and started sucking Drew's cock to its full manhood. Drew's worries started to evaporate. Drew was really enjoying some sexual action for the first time in a while and his dick sprung to attention, but he both feared and craved more. Having sucked Drew to a good 7 inches and primed with saliva, the man turned round and obviously wanted Drew to take him bareback. With only a moment's hesitation, because of the sexual tension building up, Drew obliged, rationalising that it wouldn't be too risky fucking him. As Drew ploughed the man forcefully, he noticed that they had attracted attention and another man was watching from the bushes. Since Drew didn't mind others enjoying watching him fucking, he made no protests and carried on. The tension built up and quicker than expected Drew blasted his load inside his arse. Drew thought it was only right to relieve the man's tension too. He thought he would give him a blow job and not swallow so he wouldn't take his toxic load into his body. So Drew bent over and started to suck the man's wonderful cock that soon responded to Drew's attention. Drew enjoyed giving him a blow job and the man responded by giving grunts of appreciation. The onlooker was also obviously enjoying the show as he wanked himself off furiously. Drew was giving him a long lasting intensive session that would shortly finish him off soon. But as Drew continued to enjoy sucking the man off, he found himself wanting his hole to be filed with cock. The man, too, had other designs on Drew. He passed Drew the new good poppers he'd brought with him. As Drew inhaled so his inhibitions relaxed and his desire for cock grew. Before Drew knew what was happening, the man had pulled his cock out of Drew's mouth, turned him round and was pressing his large cock against Drew's hole. Then with a thrust his bare cock was inside Drew. Drew continued to try to rationalise the situation and thought it would be fine to let the guy thrust in and out of him for the enjoyable feeling he was now experiencing, but would ask him to pull out rather than come inside him. But before Drew could say anything, after but a few thrusts, the effect of Drew's fellatio had had its effect on the man and he squirted his poz load up Drew's arse. Before Drew could properly react to the situation, a feeling of shock had come on him, the man had beckoned the onlooker over to join in. Whilst Drew looked on, he saw the cum-stained cock, just withdrawn from Drew, now being sucked by the onlooker. Drew decided to join in by sucking this newcomer's cock. It didn't take the onlooker long to get the man's cock back to full tumescence, at which point once again the man withdrew and returned to fuck Drew bareback a second time with his poz cock. Drew by this time was resigned to his situation, believing that getting a second toxic load would make no difference. The man now fucked more slowly and easily with the lubrication provided by his first ejaculation. Drew started to enjoy the feeling of bare cock thrusting in and out of him. It really turned him on and he slurped more appreciatively on the other man's cock. The sucking and fucking got more frenetic as they enjoyed each others' bodies. They all built up to a climax with the onlooker shooting his cum into Drew's mouth as another toxic load filled his arse. Drew's sexual cravings had been satisfied, not quite as he'd expected. He left the man now, amazingly still hard, forcing himself into the onlooker's arse. He like Drew had been playing with fire and were now burnt! Drew would not have to start on PreP after all.

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This fantastic story needs to be re-read once and one more. Thanks to the story-teller, if he reads this.

Well with Matt being the cum slut that he is (bless him) we may find this story shifting forums. 🐖☣️😲😂

The story is from 2005. I doubt that there's a Part II. Unfortunately. It was really well-written.

It is the duty of a Good Cum PIG to drink the piss not only your own but from any MAN who wants to provide to it to you!!! Especially if you are at the Bookstores; Men's Rooms and at the Bathhouses. I have had many Men make me do it in front of them and in front of others. At the Baths and The Bookstores I will get down on my knees dark room and the open orgy/bed rooms an drink any and all piss!!!! It is a duty for PIGS like me to do so!!!!

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Daily, sometimes twice daily but now if I know I'm going to top the next day I usually refrain - those days are endless : (

Simple, money. The religious right generate a vast amount of income which they use to influence laws and legislation. I do believe in God but churches shouldn't be tax exempt if they go funding politicians

So I have a burner grindr account, and anytime he’s “out with friends” or staying late at work, I like to get on and see where he’s going (almost never where he says he’s at). So one time when he was showering I read through a lot of his messages, and that’s when I found out he’s a huge pig (but acts like he’s somewhat of a prude to me)… topping and bottoming (he told me he’s only ever been a top), talked about taking and giving loads, and in a recent message he was telling the guy that he still had his load up his ass and never cleaned off, so when he went to fuck me the other guy’s ass juice still coated his dick. That sent me over the edge… when I first had a feeling he was being shady it really upset me, and when I found out for sure I was devastated, but the more I thought about it the kinker it became. I’ve never even alluded to him that I suspect… I looove knowing when he’s out he’s being nasty and hiding it from me. I feel violated and betrayed, but it is so sexually gratifying

I get the same exact pleasure you describe about the top's seed in me and all that surrounds it but from the reverse perspective. I love being the receptacle to his seed. I love taking it and letting it absorb into me. I never push it out. I love the feel of his raw cock in me. And yes! I can definitely tell the difference between a condom covered cock and one without it. It is very obvious to me. Plus there is the pure pleasure of feeling his raw cock pushing at my gut walls and pushing past my sphincter. It provides so much intense sensation. I'm surprised you have not experienced that as a bottom. Sometimes you can even feel the top blowing his seed. I'll admit that not every time do I feel that, but there have been clearly times where I felt every pulse of his seed blowing in me. That just made the whole experience that much better. I never want the top to pull out either. Once in, he stays in and gets to use my fertile hole as his seeding ground.

A few years ago I was fucked for 5 hours by a guy with a big dick and a PA (my only PA so far). I had problems sitting down for two days afterwards but that was a gentle reminder of a very good session 😉

Chapter 15 Duke and I got back to my house and he looked at me. "Did I do a good job for you? Are you impressed with me?" I wondered if he had been waiting the car ride to ask me those questions. I responded, "You did a good job far better than Austin." "Nice, I was wondering if it would be possible for me to move in here with you and Austin." "Is that what you want?" "Yes, I think it would be appropriate that I am here in case you have a need for me and to be somewhere that will appreciate me being a fag." "Well why dont you get some sleep and you can sleep in my bed with me." He instantly got in my bed all covered in cum, piss, spit, god only knows what but it was hot. He was owning his new life. I climbed into bed myself and heard my phone beep. It was the guys who took Austin. "You'd be impressed with how well your son is doing now and what he's letting us do to him. I am planning on dropping him back off to you in maybe 2 hours. What is your address?" I gave him my address and wondered what he was doing with him but I was too tired to care and I had Duke waiting for me to cuddle up next to him. So I just went to sleep. After 4 hours later I wake up a knock well more like a pounding on my door. I got up to see who It was and it was the dude from the van. "Hey, dropping off Austin?" "Yes, but before I get him from the van I want to talk to you. We took some liberty in well sealing his fate. You may not recognize him and he will need what's in this little baggie going forward or he will be suffering. So before he runs out text me and I will come get him to whore out so he can earn more. You ready to meet the new and improved son of yours?" "Sure". He motioned with his hand and out came Austin fully clothed with a thick collar around his neck. They made him walk from the van to the house on all fours like a dog. They handed me the leash. "Tell him to strip for you." "Strip boy". Then Austin removed his clothes I started to realize what they meant when they said letting them do to him. He had fag boy tatted on his chest, his nipples were pierced, his cock had a PA and a jacob's ladder. My mouth dropped. "Oh this isnt even all. Take off his outside collar and replace it with this thin inside one." I did and I couldn't believe what i saw tatted on his neck CUM was written on one side and DUMP on the other. "Wow, what did you do?" "Well we figured this will help remind him of his place and to stop putting up such a fuss. I mean is anyone but a bunch of pig men going to want him now? No. We just sealed his fate and you let us for the bargain price of $500." "boy you wanna show your daddy some of the tricks we have taught you?" Austin just shook his head. "ok boy show daddy how you tell your master you need more of your vitamins." He instantly came over and pulled my underwear down and started sucking on my dick. "See your boy is trained that he's only good for sex. He also is not allowed to speak unless given permission to speak. He must communicate with his actions and follow orders. ok boy show daddy what happens when your hungry" He went to the fridge and sat by it. "Now he will eat whatever you give him but it should be put in a bowl and set on the floor." My mind was racing I couldn't believe they turned him into this in such a short time. "Well we will leave you for now. I am sure we will hear from you in a couple days." I was in complete shock and really turned on. So I had Austin follow me to my bedroom and woke up Duke. "Hey which one of you wants my cock." They both got to work on me and I got a great idea. I had Duke mount Austin and then I slide into Austin. "We are going to fuck like a family." With that we did and I filled Duke and Duke filled Austin. Then I told Austin to go sleep on the floor next to the bed while Duke and I cuddled up together and went back to sleep.

Liz kept drifting off thinking about the most amazing sex she had ever had and wondering what Marc was doing and what would happen when he came by tonight. Liz was wet and most all day and on edge hoping Marc wanted more but feeling guilty everything Justin text her something sweet or that he loved her. She replied as usual and told him she loved him and how happy she was to be living with him. Throughout the day Liz found herself watching this tall janitor that she had never really given much attention to, he was decent looking and always polite, but she suddenly wondered what he looked like naked. Could he be like Moose? She could not even remember this janitors name as she watched him work and he smiled at her every time he caught her looking at him. He stopped by her office before she left for the day to ask if she had any work for him and she told him none she could think of. He handed her a piece of paperwork and told her that if she ever needed anything she could text him directly. Chaz 819-555-1212. Text me. Liz put the number in her phone under work numbers and tossed the paper since she did not want Justin to ask her about it, she vowed to herself to only use it for work and her mind kept going back to Moose. Liz rushed back to her place and Justin was home and they kissed and make out before Moose arrived. It was less then twenty minutes and in came Moose with another bud Ryan. Ryan was pretty like a model and good looking but not manly like Moose, Justin and Chaz. I really wanted everyone to leave or pass out except Moose. The night went on and soon Ryan and Moose left, and I was disappointed. I told my boyfriend that I had a headache, but I was disappointed that Moose did not want to play again. For the next three nights Moose came over and left and said nothing must Liz, when he left on Thursday night, she text Chaz and told him she needed him to help her re-arrange her office after work if he was available. He did not respond until the morning and the text read, “about time you asked me for help.” She had no idea what that meant but knew she would soon find out. The Friday went long, she kept thinking about Moose and his hot body and huge dick. The place started to clear out around four and soon Liz was alone int he office and she text Chaz. He texts her back and told her to come to the storage room. She walked down to the storage room and found Chaz shirtless. He had tats on his left side on his ribs, across his pecs and over his shoulder. Liz commented on what an amazing tat he had, while she was looking at his lean muscular body. He thanked her and asked her if she wanted to touch it, it seemed corny, and Liz thought to herself that he must use this line a lot, but she said she did and she placed her hand on his torso and then traced up his rib cage and to his pec and across his nipple and that made him jump. He asked her if she wanted to see other tat and she nodded yes, he unbuttoned his pants and slide them down enough to show a serpent from just about his penis around to his buttocks. He kept his pants up enough not to show the head of the serpent or his penis and said feel this one. Liz reached out and rubbed his Serpent and she saw his pants move but his hand did not and the more she rubbed the more his pants tented, and Chaz finally dropped his pants, and the serpent head was on the tip of his penis, and she jacked his dick and then got on her knees and began to suck his huge dick as she jacked it. Chaz moaned and let her service him for five minutes before pulling her up and undressing her after locking the door and leading her to a mattress just around the corner where he picked her up and lifted her up and placed her on his shoulders while he began to eat her out and began to moan and shake and soon came for the first time of the night. Once she had cum the first time, he placed her on center of the bed legs spread and kissed her body as he rubbed his huge serpent on her clit and then pressed his dick inside her. Liz felt amazing, his penis was longer but not as thick as Moose and his hands were all over her body while he drilled her and after twenty minutes, they both came together. Liz expected him to finish like Moose and eventually pull out and be finished but he continued to fuck her and make out with her, and she soon came again and shot a second load inside her soon after. He proceeded to make love to her for two hours and telling her how much he wanted her since he started, and she tasted even better then he imagined. She told him she had to get back to her boyfriend and how much she enjoyed being with him and the told her he would help her on Wednesday evening move her office again. She said she would have to check, and he told her he would be waiting for her on Wednesday. OMG, she thought, I know I want to be with him again, but I cannot let anyone know here that I am cheating on my fiancé. She left and almost completely forgot about Moose. She drove home with cum deep in her from Chaz and when she arrived Justin was there with Moose. Liz felt good knowing she had Chaz now that Moose had fucked, breed and ignored her and she tried to not want him anymore but the more they drank the more she wanted him. While they were drinking Justin got a text from his mother that she needed him to come home tomorrow, Saturday and stay over to take care of his dad. He was being released from the hospital and Justin’s younger brother was away visiting a college. Justin was always a mom’s boy and he told her he would be home early tomorrow and stay till Monday morning. Moose left and Justin and Liz made out and had sex before Justin fell asleep. Liz could not help but wish Moose or Chaz were there to finish her off, she was having a hard time Cumming anymore when Justin made love to her. She had to fake it the last two times. She was up and away, and a text came in she did not recognize. It read, party at my place tomorrow. Hope you can attend; I need to get inside you again. Liz was paralyzed and did not want to answer it until she knew who it was, she rushed to get Justin’s phone and used his thumb to open the lock and found Moose’s number and Bingo the text was from Moose. She texts back, sure what time and where? 4 PM, be ready to stay all night. Liz lit up and knew she had wanted to fall asleep in Mosses arms ever she he first took her. Liz got all her errands completed so she could be to his place at four and had her bag packed. She was wet and horny and knew she needed Moose inside her. She arrived at four and there were three other cars in the driveway, and she was disappointed. She thought it would just be her and Moose. She knocked and Moose came to the door and leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Wow, she thought, this is what I wanted. He led her into the living room where he introduced her to his brother Dino and two of his brothers’ friends - Scott and Ricardo. Ricardo looked to be early 20’s dark eyes and a muscled body 5’11 or so and Scott was 5’10 white and attractive blonde lean like a runner and Moose’s brother was a young version of him. He was even better looking. Liz told everyone it was nice to meet them and leaned into Moose. Dino went to grab Liz a drink, Dino made it strong so she could catch up. Soon Dino said they wanted to run a contest. Liz would be the judge and we needed to find out who was the best kisser of the four of them. Liz looked at Moose and he said it would be fun, he would start, and he leaned over and kissed her and make out with her for a minute. Then Dino took his turn and Rick and finally Scott. Dino told her there would be four rounds and she had to take a big dink after each round, but she also had to eliminate someone. The first round proceeded, and she loved all the attention, and she took a big dink and eliminated Scott. Then round two went and she eliminated Ricardo and it was down to Dino and Mouse and she picked Dino. Dino pranced around and showed off, then announced next contest. Whose cock taste the best. Before Liz could say anything or object, they all dropped their shorts. They lined up and Moose encouraged her to take her time and suck and lick each one for a minute. Moose and Dino had huge dicks long and thick. Scott's was long but medium thickness and Ricardo had a super thick uncut dick. Dark brown and thicker than a beer can. Liz began with Scott, his dick was clean and his pre-cum stated sweet, she had never tasted cum that was sweet. She moved to Ricardo and his dick was hard to suck but she did the best she could and worked his uncut dick and then to Dino and finally Mouse. If she was being honest, she would have picked Ricardo to lose the first round, but she picked Dino fearing he would end up with two wins and he was already full of himself, so she picked him and then took a big drink. Dino moves to behind Liz and as she began to suck Moose on the second round, he had slipped her panties aside and began to eat her pussy. Liz tried not to cum, but Dino had a long hard tongue and before she knew it, she had cum hard while sucking Moose. When she finished Scott moved over and fucked her mouth and then Ricardo did the same. She eliminated Ricardo and then took a huge drink and Dino let Ricardo take his place and eat out Liz’s pussy and she again came while she was sucking Scott this time and then Dino and after shaking and sucking while she moaned on Scott’s dick, she picked Scott as the winner. They all took a break, and the guys took a piss and they all got refills as Dino passed them around. He fist bumped Scott each with a win and announced the next game. Who can hold out the longest was the name of the contest? Each guy would sit down, and Liz would ride their cocks for one minute. The one who can hold out the longest without Cumming wins. Liz knew she should not do it, but she was so hot and horned up she could not say no. She started with Scott and rode him as he moaned and then Dino and Mouse and finally Ricardo and her moaning got louder with each. On the four pass Scott came inside Liz ending his chances and on the fifth round Dino blows his load inside Liz and Ricardo blow on round seven and Mouse drills one home five minutes later with Liz Cumming each round on one of the guy’s dicks.

Chapter 9 I was kind of glad that Austin and Walter were not home yet. I needed to talk to Duke more about this evening. "Duke, I need you to understand something about this evening. This is your coming out party. You will be meeting a variety of people and they are all there to have a piece of you and share a piece of themselves with you. After tonight you will be fully owned and your life will never be the same. Tonight will also be a good time for you to put on the best show possible and maybe get some guys to tip you with cash. Do you understand all this?" "Yeah, I think so. You're telling me make sure I play my part with all the guys and I can make some easy money. I dont know why they dont teach us this is school. This has been so much fun and so easy." Just as he finished that sentence in walked Austin and Walter. "Hey sorry we were gone for so long. We got distracted and things ended up taking longer than we thought. Hey Austin wanna go get our game on now?" "Sure" Off they went to Austin's room. Just like clock work 7:15 rolled around and out came Duke. "Hey can you take me now?" "Just give me a few minutes and we can go." I texted my owner and told him my prey was eager and ready. That we were leaving soon. He responded "Perfect. Just a heads up we have over 60 confirmed and paid for guests. I am sure as the night goes on we will have more. I also told people if they wanted to go twice on him that would be an additional fee. Do you think we should lock his penis up so he doesnt just cum and be over it?" I responded, "Holy hell. He is going to be beyond destroyed. I think we should start with his penis locked up and eventually let it out. But perhaps we should also bring some other restraints aside from the sling, perhaps a blindfold and gag ball too?" "You read my mind. I already have a whole bag packed." Off we went. We arrived at the store front again. Duke and I got out and went inside. My owner was already there and said, "oh who do we have here? This looks pretty yummy. Get out of those clothes boy and get over here." With that Duke immediately stripped down to nothing and walked over to my friend. My friend examined him and then told him. "Well just so we make sure you enjoy yourself all evening. We are going to be locking your cock up. I will be holding the key and at some point will come release you from the cage so that way you can cum too. However, your focus needs to remain on the guys and doing whatever they say." With that he continued to lock up my prey. I was sad at first but new it was only right that my owner does as he wants. Then he broke out a collar and leash. He put them both on him and started making him walk around the front of the store like a dog. He told him that instead of a traditional bark he had to say "fuck me" and say it over and over again. Then he goes, "I am going to have guys use this sharpie to record shooting their cum into you. At the end of the night we will see many loads you successfully took and you will be rewarded accordingly. Also, remember tonight you are not a person just merely a toy for people to use and fill. You got this boy?" Duke looked up, "Yes, I know I am to do whatever I am told and collect cum. That's my sole purpose in life." With that he opened the door and the room was packed! He led my prey in on his leash on all fours. Said to Duke, "speak like a good puppy." Duke right on cue, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me". I knew this was going to an eventful experience for all....

A few months ago responded to an a4a profile that said safe only. The aggressive top asked for a condon, I left one out, and after sucking him a bit he turned me around put condom on and began to fuck me on all fours, calling me a pig and slut to take any guys dick. He occasionally pulled out then back in but didn't notice his dick feeling different. Finally he's getting close to cumming and slamming into me when he throws condom right next to my face telling me he's gonna fill my guts. I was surprised but happy, he thought I was a little upset which made him more aggressive. He shoots a huge load, stays hard inside me, then starts to fuck and breed again. "You got anyone else coming over to fuck ya?" he said--no I don't. "Well you better leave that shit inside you so I can fuck you again in a couple hours. I'm having drinks with some guys and I'll need to blow another load and want your pussy wet". I didn't know if I wanted him returning--was he coming alone or with his friends? Does he get more aggressive drunk? I held his cum in me and kept thinking what do I want. About 2 1/2 hours later I get a text "U up? I need some pussy" I text back I'm up. "10 minutes leave door unlocked, U on all fours". I did, he arrived alone, I sucked his dirty pissy dick hard and without a word he fucked and bred me again, walked out. Wish he'd come back--so much for safe only.

I gotta disagree with a lot of this pretty strenuously. First of all, while it is true that in the English Common Law tradition (of which the US is a part), regulation of marriage was strictly reserved to the Church historically (first the Catholic Church, then after the Reformation, the Church of England), that's actually an unusual state of affairs among European countries (having to do, mostly, with the murder of Thomas Becket in 1170). In civil law countries, regulation of marriage has historically been the province of the secular state. As a matter of fact, you can trace the antecedents of civil marriage law all the way back to Roman times. It's there in the Justinian Code. And, going back to pagan times, there was no monolithic ecclesiastical authority that could regulate marriage. While Shakespeare may have Romeo and Juliet married by a priest, in Mozart operas (e.g. Così Fan Tutte), marriages are always conducted by a notary. In fact, even in Roman Catholic Canon Law, marriage in a church before a priest is not a requirement for the creation of a marriage until the Fourth Lateran Council of 1215. Prior to that, all that was needed is for a man and a woman without any impediments (e.g. a prior marriage) telling each other they will marry the other. No witnesses, no nothing. The whole elaborate marriage ceremony, done in a Church cam about because disputes that arose out of such marriages conducted in secret became impossible to work out fairly, as they turned into "he said, she said" arguments. But beyond that, there are actually good reasons for why sex may need to be regulated pretty tightly in order to preserve social harmony. First, there is the question of monogamy and the paternity of children. Whether or not it's logical, it is undeniable that, in general and on a very deep subconcious level, most men are concerned that the offspring their wives bear and that they raise are their own. This is a simple fact of human nature. The lengths men have gone to to prevent their wives from having sex with other men is amply documented in history, literature, art, mythology, everywhere you turn. There is strong cross-cultural documentation of this possessiveness; it's not just a European or Judeo-Christian thing (there's ample proof of it in the classical period of Greek history, for instance, long before the birth of Christ). Marriage laws and customs simply codify this fact of human nature: they tell you it's a bad idea to fuck another man's wife, because it's going to cause trouble. Second, there is a very deep suspicion in many cultures of indulging in actions aimed at fulfilling one's own desires. Again, this kind of self-denial, while deeply embedded in Christianity, can be found in many other places too. Buddhism is an excellent example, as is Aristotelian ethical philosophy. The general idea here is that chasing after ones desires, whether for sex, power, wealth, glory, fame, whatever, is ultimately self-defeating. Fulfillment of desires does not bring lasting happiness. It may temporarily satiate you, but then the desire returns, stronger than ever, always seeking more and more for fulfillment. As exhibit A, I submit the bottom guys here, endlessly chasing more and more sex, and never satisfied with what they have. Exhibit B might be the Wall Street hedge fund managers, who have more money than generations of the their families could ever spend. And it's still never enough...they need more. These various religions and philosphies teach that the only way to find lasting happiness and satisfaction is to learn how to lose those desires and to live without them. All desires, both wants and needs, are suspect. You train yourself to avoid them by practicing self-denial. This is why fasting is an important part of many religions. This is also why sex is closely regulated. Obviously, it's needed to propagate the species, but the desire for sex is an incredibly strong one, right up there with food, water and air, and so it's one that historically has been regulated very closely. On a related note I think it's pretty apparent that people who are motivated strongly by their self-centered urges often do a fair amount of collateral damage to society around them. Look at the would-be dictator craving power. Look at the payday loan operators charging usurious interest to those least able to afford it. One reason many religions try to get people focused on identifying with and helping to meet the needs of others is that it helps foster a much stronger community than having everyone focused on chasing after his or her own personal desires and goals. Third, historically, sex has been a vector for a lot of really deadly diseases. This community should be very well aware of just how dangerous promiscuity can be. But it's not just HIV. Many other STDs, like syphilis or gonorrhea had very high mortality rates prior to the discovery of antibiotics. Syphilis, in particular, had a particularly gruesome end, with people in the tertiary stage often suffering blindness and dementia.and eventually dying of the disease. One could make the argument that many religious prohibitions have the roots in efforts to prevent the spread of disease. For instance, the prohibition of eating pork in Judaism may be related to deaths caused by trichonosis. Alternatively, it may be related to damage caused by pigs to the more delicate semi-desert ecology of the Levant. In short, there are a lot of reasons why religion may regulate behavior, not all of them reducible to gaining and keeping control over the population (not even Marx, who conceived of religion as the "opiate of the masses" would have viewed religion in such simple terms). Perhaps those reasons are wrongly conceived. Perhaps they have been superseded by techonological and cultural change. But perhaps not. In any case, I am rather of the opinion that traditional reasoning should not be lightly dismissed, at least not without taking a long, serious look at it and determining why it's wrong.

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...

While they may already know they are into 'daddies' at a young age, many kids lack the maturity to tell when the 'daddy' really has the best intents out of the relationship. I've generally liked older guys, when I was 19 my first boyfriend was 32, and my first sexual encounter was with someone much older (I was 18, they were in their 50s if I recall correctly). That said, in my experiences: There are lots of older guys who seem to be into younger guys because they are easier to exploit and manipulate. Their intents in the relationship isn't always coming from the best place, and young kids can have a hard time navigating that territory. It can be hard, especially when you are young and inexperienced to tell the difference between - Older daddy, that has your best interests in mind - that will show you the ropes, almost be a mentor in some regards, and will follow the 'campsite rule' of leaving you better off than when you found them. - Older daddy, that is just being a skeezy-older guy that is just going to try and exploit/manipulate the younger guy. Personally, and err on the side of caution of trying to protect younger kids from adults that are more predatory. But, I do wish the law would not be so 'black and white'. Especially when you hear of cases of teens being charged with child porn for sending naked pictures of themselves to their girlfriends/boyfriends, or a 20yr old being charged with statutory rape of an 17yr old even if they have been dating for a few years.

Even though i'm not Jewish, i still think that's an appropriate age to be able to consent