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Last night was date night with my man, but I was so horny for cock and cum all day I could not wait to get plowed. So I cleaned out and set up a hook up in the morning. I found an out of town visitor a few blocks away on Grindr. I invited him over and left the door ajar; waiting on a cake in the living room in a jock and sniffing poppers. He walked up a s dropped his pants, I immediately started to give him head, while his cock grew in my mouth. It was not long before he let me know he was ready to fuck. I flipped around and kneeled on the chair and took a deep his as he lined up a s put his cock at my hole. This was all I needed to pushback and on a split second his balls were resting on my ass. He took back control of the fuck pounding my ass and snapping the straps of my jock while he kept talking me how nice my booty is, and how he is gonna give me his cum. Which I continued to beg for it. Which in 10 minutes he had deposited his cum and out the door. I got dressed and worked the rest of the day with the strangers cum deep in my hole, but didn’t cum myself. Knowing I served as a cum dump for a stranger was enough to curb the horny feeling all day. My man came home from work a s we had a great date night, dinner, cocktails, we discussed our upcoming weekend plans and trips. Then we got home and we were both honey. My boyfiend was in a sucking mood for being a total too. Enjoyed the sloppy blow jib he was giving me, while I sniffed poppers. But my inner bottom eventually won out and I took over the sucking. Getting the thick cock in front of me ready to pound. After 10 minutes of sucking I asked if he wanted to fuck, which he did. I stand up and bend over the side of the bed, and this fuck starts the same as the last, poppers and lube with me pushing back to engulf his cock in my hungry hole. Being the dommtop that he is he quickly took over and started to slowly pump my jockstrapped ass. He loved to take his time and maximize the time he is inside a bottom. he is getting into the fuck, but I really want him to give it to me hard. I know he gets off on hearing about me being a slut. So I tell him I got fucked and loaded that morning. The fuck takes a more aggressive tone, his thrusts become more deliberate, quick hard thrusts, with a pause when he is deep inside me. Letting me know he is in control. I recount the whole story of inviting the top over, how good he fucked me, how much better the fuck is now. He matches the mood of the earlier fuck. If I say I got pounded hard, he slams into me. By the end of it he is pounding me as hard as possible while I’m moaning into the pillow. He lets out a loud grunt with the hardest thrusts all day while he fumed into my hole. I clean him off and jerk off, then fall asleep in his arms. Like the good little cum slut that I am.

Written along with @swimslut. Both of us will be adding to the story. Chapter 1 - Setup My name is Ryan. I am 21 years old and just finished my second year of college. Now I’m back home for the summer, with my parents and 18 y/o brother Braden. Little bro is cute, with bright blue eyes and shaggy brown hair. We never explored sex together until.... Living in the city during college exposed me to A LOT of new things. I the freedom to hook up with anyone at any time, and had access to all kinds of porn (unrestricted by my parents’ content filter). One of favorite fuckbuds is a 27 y/o short-haul trucker named Marc. He works out of the city where my college is located, and his job brings him to my hometown about twice per month. About a week after I moved back home, Marc told me he was in my area. I invited him over. Braden’s swim practice was scheduled until late and my parents were going to a reception after work. It was a perfect opportunity for a sleazy hookup. I had downloaded LOTS of videos while I was at school, free from my parents’ restrictions. So I stripped naked, put on a sketchy gangbang video, and started stroking my 7-inch dick. I was so focused on the video that I didn’t hear the front door open. Apparently, Braden’s swim practice was interrupted by a power outage and they sent everybody home. I didn’t hear him walk upstairs or watch me jerking off through the open door. I had no idea he was there, until he threw his t-shirt on my bed. The sudden motion startles me out of the corner of my eye. I spun around to see him dropping his pants, leaving only his speedo from swim practice. His entire body is smooth, as is typical for swimmers. A bulge seems to get larger and larger each second. Me – HOLY FUCK bro. How long were you standing there? Braden – Long enough. Me – I was just.... Um….. Braden – Just um what? Me – Dude, you gotta go..... I have a friend coming over, and, uh...... You gotta go. Just Go. Braden – Why? Is this what you do before your friends come over? My gaze is so fixated on his bulge that I don’t notice him smirk back at me. I hesitate. Me – I was just trying to relax. Braden – You relaxing has got me all horned up! Who this friend you have coming over? Do I know him? Me – Don't ask so many questions! ...... Actually..... Fuck it. Bro, take your speedo off and come here. As my slick-shaven little brother walks toward me, I pump a wad of lube into my hand. I grab him by the dick, line up behind him, and begin to stroke him while we watch the porn together. Part of me is jealous because his dick is about 2 inches longer than mine. Braden is raging hard and leaking precum. He’s either really enjoying the gangbang vid, or really enjoying me stroking his cock. Hopefully both. I lube up my other hand, and start prodding at the entrance to his hole. He lets out a soft moan. I insert my index finger, and he opens up much too easily. So I go for two, then three. Me – Seems like the rumors I’ve heard about you are true. You really are the swim team slut. Braden – That’s how I got started, but that’s not the half of it. I bet you haven’t heard about everything. Since Braden is so loose and apparently so experienced, I decide to slide my cock in him. I bend him over slightly and get just past the cockhead when the doorbell rings. Me – Fuck! Marc is here. I slide my dick out, turn around, and put on some loose gym shorts. I didn't bother wasting time for a shirt. With my hardon popping out of my waistband, I order Braden to stay while I get the door. When I open the front door, my hardon is so obvious that Marc immediately laughs. He walks in, takes off his shoes, and we both head up the staircase. Marc – Looks like you're excited to see me *e slaps my dick through the shorts* Me – Yeah, uh..... Just so you know, there's someone else here. My little brother came home early from swim practice. Narc – No problem. So we just gotta be quiet? Me – Uh, no.... Actually, it’s the opposite..... Marc – Huh? Me – I always heard rumors from some guys at our school that my brother Braden is a major cockwhore. I discovered a few minutes ago that it was true. If it’s okay with you, it will be all three of us? Marc – *laughs again* Your own brother, huh? A pair of fags. Me – We can both fuck him, but make sure I am the one who get your load. You know why I want it. Marc – Yeah, no shit. We arrived at the open doorway, take one look at Braden, and step inside.

I slept for hours, finally being woken by the amount of light in the bedroom. I soon needed an urgent piss, and as I got up, donned the now rather used leather jockstrap I had left on the floor, and headed for the bedroom door I noticed a real ache in my rear end. Those guys the previous night had really done a number on me. While I urinated, some of the things Gus and Steve said to me the night before went back through my head and I felt a significant churn in my stomach at the prospect of what might await me. If anything I was more nervous about this next stage than I had been about getting pozzed, presumably because they clearly intended to change how I looked and that wasn't going to be something I could just hide from friends and family back home. I stood at the toilet for a while after my flow had finished, before drawing a couple of deep breaths, washing my hands and then heading downstairs. I was only wearing the jockstrap, but assumed there would be no issue with that. Gus and Steve were in the kitchen drinking coffee, and both looked up at me and smiled as I came in. "Morning" said Gus. "You sleep well boy?" "Hi" I replied. "Yes sir." "Good lad" said Steve. "Ready for the day?" asked Gus, giving me a sly smile. "I don't know" I replied. "What will you be...be doing to me Sir?" I continued. "Nothing you don't want" said Steve, giving me a more gentle look than Gus was. "We'll be taking you to a few places, giving you a few options, and then you can decide for yourself." I nodded and looked down at the floor. "What sort of places?" I asked. "Just wait and see" said Gus. "Now" said Steve, getting up and heading across the room, "you can't go out like that, so Aid has dropped these over for you." He handed me a cloth bag, which when I looked inside appeared to have some of my clothes. "He also left this for you" said Steve, turning round and picking up a box off the counter that he also then handed to me. I opened it up to reveal another smaller, flatter box inside, which seemed pretty fancy and heavy. I opened it up, to be confronted with the largest silver chain I had ever laid eyes on. "Wh..." I mumbled, looking up at the two of them. "Don't ask us" said Steve. "He told us it was a gift for you from an admirer." I plonked the box down and lifted the chain out, only then realising just how heavy it was. At least an inch wide, it had to weigh a kilo or more. "Well" said Gus, "you better put it on." I hesitated, and then undid the boxy clasp and put it around my neck and re-secured it. It felt so heavy, but also so good. "Sexy stuff" said Steve, winking at me. "Someone must really have a thing for you." I turned towards the oven to get a bit of a glimpse of my reflection in the glass, and loved what I saw. I had never worn any jewellery, nor even thought about doing so, but I was immediately taken with how this beast of a chain looked on me. Gus had begun rummaging through both boxes the gift had been in, but then turned towards me and shrugged. "No card, no nothing" he said. "But someone you've put out for must really have wanted to see you in this." I stood gazing at my reflection for a bit longer, before I felt a sharp slap on my exposed buttcheeks. "Enough of the self-loving" said Steve as he bounced away from me. "Get some proper clothes on over that jockstrap, then have something to eat. The coffee's hot." About an hour later I had eaten, and was dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a tight black tank top, whilst the new chain was on full display. We then headed out in their car again, driving a little while to a set of shops on a quiet road in some part of the city I didn't recognise. I still didn't have my mobile phone, so remained in the dark once more about where on earth in Sydney I was, something I was getting used to as I largely just did what the guys told me to. After parking the car we wandered up to a tattoo parlour, which hadn't yet opened so we paused on the pavement outside to have a cigarette. In time the owner appeared on the other side of the door to turn over the Open sign, and then we went in. "G'day Gus, Steve" said the owner, a big bear of a man wearing a muir cap. "What can I do for you today?" "This is the friend we called you about the other day" replied Gus. "He's here to see what you're proposing." "Ah, I thought so" replied the owner, looking me up and down. "Got yourself a bit of a stud this time. Well, let's get to it then." This time, I thought, as we headed through a curtain into a back room. Clearly I wasn't the first to be going on this journey. The owner walked over to an island desk, and pulled out a portfolio from a shelf below it. He opened it up at a certain page, and then turned it around towards me. I slowly walked over to see a series of sketches on a generic man's body of an array of tattoo art, including some designs on the upper arms and lower legs. However, what really caught my attention were the sketches from the front and back, the former showing a large biohazard design on one of the pecs, whilst the back one had a scorpion design below the neck and then fairly large letters on the upper buttocks spelling out CUM DUMP. My eyes must have widened significantly, as both Gus and Steve started laughing. "What do you think, boy?" chuckled Gus. "I..." I mumbled, unable to really form words. Was this really what they wanted to put on me? Could I say no? Did I even want to say no? Why was my dick getting hard? "You don't have to say yes or no now" said Steve. "What Irwin here is going to do is draw on some of this with a marker so you can see how you feel about it for a few days. Then, if you want it, you can get his brother in London to actually ink it in when you get home." I stood there staring at the images, before a wave of calm mixed with euphoria rushed over me. "No" I said. "No?" asked Gus. "No marker" I said quietly. "I want the needle." I'm not sure where this was coming from, but I also knew I was sure about it. Maybe it was a rash decision, but as I stood there looking at the sketches of some generic man, I somehow realised who I was and what I needed to be. I *was* a cumdump. I *was* probably well on my way to being poz. Why not just be that man? "Are you sure?" asked Steve, who looked a little ruffled as I turned to face him. "You don't have to." "No, I want to" I said, then turning to the man whose name I now knew was Irwin. "When can we start?" "Blimey boy, you don't beat around the bush do you?" he replied. "Well, I've got no bookings this morning so we can start right now. But it will take a few sittings to get it all done." "Fine" I said, maintaining eye contact with him. "Let's start on my arse and then work through the rest from there." My sudden and unexpected determination was clearly not something any of them had been prepared for, but things soon moved on and Irwin got me prepped to begin. Gus and Steve hung around for a bit, but decided to head on out to pick up some of the other things they had initially planned just to show me, given I was clearly up for a big change. Getting tattooed hurt, there's no denying it, but I barely flinched or uttered a noise as Irwin began to transform my smooth, tanned, unadulterated skin. By the end of a marathon session he had adorned my behind with its permanent advert to other men, the outline of the scorpion on my upper back was mostly done, and he'd even made a start on my arms. The biohazard would come when I had truly converted. Gus and Steve picked me up later on, and took me to another place in some other suburb. There, while working around my need to not sit down on the new letters stamped on my behind, my ears were pierced and big silver studs put in them, and my nipples got the same treatment. It all hurt like fuckery, but I seemed not to care. From there we went home, and I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening in various positions trying to get comfortable, smoking to deal with my restlessness, and eventually riding their cocks and taking their viral loads in a bid to feel something more pleasurable. By the time I went to bed my head was somehow both numb and super busy. In the space of a couple of days I had gone from being a hot young guy with any future he wanted ahead of him to someone who was permanently marked as a poz cumdump slut both on the outside and, probably soon, the inside as well. How would anyone at home ever understand? Would I even be able to resume any degree of normal life? Would I be rejected by everyone I knew and loved? These thoughts, and the pain in various parts of my body, plagued me for hours until sleep took me and I passed out.

Well into my fifties and know all about this. I love to go to saunas becuase I love the heat and steam. The presence of a bunch of naked men to look at is a bonus. But it's been at least a decade since I did any meaningfully enjoyable sex in one. (The bears days in some local saunas being honourable exceptions). I kind of understand why guys invest heavily in their appearance and want to connect with someone of the same type, But there is a real difference between that and being disparaging about people around you with their distaste being displayed in looks or comments. Of course bitchy queens trolling the corridors proclaiming their superioity being such a turn on to all.... Sex clubs are the exact opposite. The ones in Birmingham and London are generally far more welcoming and sex is more frequent. Many years ago it took quite a bit for me to approach SBN and Vault being far from body positive, and I remember the fit and attractive staff being genuinely welcoming and friendly when I'm standing there skinny and being a grower not a shower. I think it's the darkness, the beer, the presence of so much musk in the air that gets your lust going, and finds connection, and means guys response to attractiveness goes further than appearance. But I do think you need to go with a positive energy of just enjoying it, as thinking you aren't going to pull becomes self fulfilling. I tell myself of the sexy 50 and 60 year olds I was fucking in my 20 and 30s to remind myself that they might now be feeling the same way.

I go online too a hookup app that I use and went to check my messages I see there is only 1 so I open it and start reading it. He says he is new to the scene and new to the area and was looking for FWB but he was more vanilla than anything else. He is 48 years old 5'10 160lbs average size build likes to give and receive oral and possibly looking to get fucked. He did have an interest on having a guy being tied or strapped with his wrist and ankles to a bed or sling while he gave head. Me being versatile and horny I sent him a reply back saying I was interested,after exchanging a few messages it was clearly going to be me showing up at his place to get head and depending on the connection possibly me fucking him( but I wasn't going to hold my breath) I did agree that if he wanted to tie or strap my wrist and ankles to the bed he could. During our conversations I did ask him if he liked to PnP and he said no. He asked if I did and I said I did but I didn't have to. He asked me why I PnP and how did I do it. I said I PnP because 1 it gets me more hornier and I am more open-minded plus it helps me be more relaxed and I told him I prefer getting right to the point. He asked how much do I point I said normally between a .4-.5. (but I only add enough water to dissolve the crystal) that was the end of the conversation about PnP. We agreed on meeting up the following Friday night. I went home after work grabbed something to eat took a shower and showed up at 7 pm. He opened the door and invited me in he seemed very nervous and I said if you don't feel comfortable we can just go our separate ways and he said no he was fine after some small talk and something to drink he said let's go to the bedroom I went to stand up and got real light headed and dizzy that I had to grab the arm of the chair before I fell, he grabbed a hold of me and said are you ok,still somewhat light headed I said yeah, I guess I stood up to quick but the longer I stayed standing the more I got light headed I made it to the bedroom and as i had my back to the bed trying to figure out why I was feeling like this he turns around and says you sure your ok as he pushes me backwards and I fall on the bed and he jumps on me before I even realize what he is doing and he takes one of my wrist and straps it to this Velcro strap that attached to the bed and grabs my other wrist and does the same thing once my wrist are strapped to the bed he gets off me and I say what the hell you doing he just laughs and says whatever I feel like doing as he starts to take my shoes off and my pants as quick as he was strapping my wrist to the bed he was just as quick with my ankles. Here I am butt ass naked strapped to a bed as he says to me that as soon as the other guys show up the fun will begin then puts a ball gag in my mouth and walks out the door and shuts it. I try to get my thoughts together and start looking around the room and on the bed for anything that I can use to get myself free but all I see is the nightstand so with my fingers I try to open the drawer but the keep slipping whenever I get it open a tiny bit so I try again and I am able to open it enough where I can push it open some more using a couple fingers before it stops opening I lift my head up to see way it stopped opening and my eyes open wide as I look and see the draw is has a bunch of new needles and a bag filled with T and a couple other things then in the corner I see this see this big glass tube and some clear liquid in it. I realize why I felt lightness and dizzy he had spiked my juice with the G he had. Now I know I have to try and figure out away to get myself out of the straps and out of the house when I hear the doorbell ring and a few voices. Then I hear someone say so everything going as planned. The only voice I recognize I hear him say oh yeah it went just as planned he drank the juice without tasting the G he is actually in the bedroom tied to the bed and naked and just to make sure he couldn't yell I put a ball gag in his mouth then I heard them laughing. Then I hear one guy say this is getting easier to trick a guy over thinking that your somewhat inexperienced and get them to come over. The voice I can recognize I hear him say well it was your idea to trick these guys. What this our 2nd or 3rd time doing this then he says I just hope that we don't get caught. The other voice says listen if he goes to the cops they will not find a trace of anything happened here. The house is on the market no one lives here and we always make sure we clean up so don't worry about it. Let's go see our new victim and get him ready so we can use him. Then he says the other guys will be showing up in a little bit and according to the replies I got from the ad I put out there this one is probably the most guys we have had yet. The 1st voices oh really and the 2nd voice says yeah I was actually shocked by all the replies they all that he was good looking and guess who is making a special appearances, he said Sal and Keith. The 1st voice says no way really and then it sounded like he was concerned as I hear him say to the other guy are you sure that's a good idea after what they did the 1st time and the 2nd voice said I couldn't say no to them they would have came no matter what. I just hope the guy in there can handle them. The 1st says well I don't want to be in the same room with them as they use this guy I am very experienced and I can't even handle half of their cocks they are way to big and thick for me. I hear the door open and in walks 3 guys plus the guy who had tricked. And when one of the guy starts to speak I recognize the voice who was doing all the talking before as he approaches the bed and walks over to the nightstand and pulls out the bag of T and a needle and looks at the guy who tricked me and says how much? He says he does a .4-.5 but only adds enough water to dissolve the crystal. The other guy says ok so a .65 will be perfect I lay there struggling and once the point is set he grabs my arm and says don't move you don't want me to miss do you as he sticks me and pulls the needle out and I start coughing and feel that the warm rushing feeling kick in and all I hear is let's the fun begin. Part 2 coming soon

well not A load. Went to the theater last night and one of the viewing booths is very large. I got that one and a guy with whom I have played with was there. Should say had been smoking that day and had a shard for my ass. So I stripped and he started working on my ass and I was in 7th heaven. I always leave the door ajar. Well a guy came in and pulled down his pants and starting play with himself. He looked at me and I asked him if he wanted my ass and he nodded yes. So we stop fisting and turn toward him and spread my cheeks so he could really see my hole and he comes over and gives me a load, he leaves and we resumed fisting. 2nd guy comes in and he is really hot and he takes off his pants and comes right over, we stop fisting and I position my self so my hole is available to him, he comes over and he has a nice size cock and starts to fuck me hard and deep and when he is done have another load of cum to use for fisting- save the lube that way. Then this guy comes in and does not say a word and pulls down his pants and plays with himself. He asks if he can change the porn channel- i said sure and he puts on straight porn which surprised me- but what did I care was spun and getting fisted. He comes over and stands next to me and says he has always wanted to try gay porn. Said fine and position my hole for me. For the next 45 minutes me in every position and he fucked hard and in the end he came 4 times. He says he needed a break but adds that he should have tried this years ago. I loved it. all in all it was a great night and my slutty self came out.

It depends on where you are and what you go to. My husband made his first trip to Fist Fest last month. He is the former super fat kid who still has some obvious gut and essentially a Bear build. I on the other hand am a muscled gym rat. He was worried no one would play with him and it took a lot of convincing to get him to understand I would be the exception at the event and his build would be the rule. He got there and soon saw I was right and most guys were average build to built like him. He played with a lot of guys and came home happy. If you are looking at bathhouses (or worse, bars) as your indicator, they are a terrible. Even I hate bathhouses; too much cruising, cat and mouse and if you're not *exactly* what they want, you don't even exist. Sex clubs and sex resorts tend to be far better because all the guys there know we are there to fuck like animals and so no one really cares about the rest or does the teasing cat and mouse crap that is common in bathhouses. I am in the over 40 crowd and I still get ton of use (my other half is mid-30's). I meet a lot of regular and bear build (so furry with a gut) that I play with because my only standard is that you have a penis between your legs and a desire to use it (and hopefully your hands, too). You may have hunt around for events and venues that are not the exclusive domain of twinks and gym rats. They do exist, as do male centered sluts like me! 🙂

Part 5 - The Valet & Protection Officer Alex woke in the morning with the tell tell scent of Jackson on the pillow next to him still very evident, rubbing his face against the pillow and inhaling deeply that weirdly gave him a feeling of satisfaction and content. Somehow Alex couldn't deny that he missed Jackson being there in the morning to wake him with coffee and few insults that he loved bantering back and forth with him. Alex rolled over and swung his legs on to the floor and proceeded to shower before breakfast. Artem exited the household quarters in his livered uniform this was his favourite time of day, it was so quiet, today he was helping one of the maids clean the royal families sun lounge where he would be responsible for moving furniture and replacing it after the area had been cleaned. At 23 years old Artem had been a member of the royal household for just over a six months as a junior footman. His youthful cute looks, dark almost black hair and deep brown eyes giving him a feint middle eastern appearance, his height and body were proportionate and he carried ample muscle for a guy of his age. Since his arrival in the palace he had been a hit with the female members of the household, he knew it and frequently dazzled them with his sexy mischievous smile that made them weak at the knees. Artem was straight but having grown up in the city not far from the palace he was open enough to respond teasingly to gay guys that flirted with him. With his six months nearly up he was hoping to be moved up to the post of footman and then eventually senior footman before moving to the butler positions. He never thought he would be good enough for any other positions in the palace, frankly though he considered himself extremely lucky having fought off fifty other applicants for the job and securing work in the palace which was heavily sought after. The advantages of having worked in the palace were massive and considered the pinnacle of any persons career. The door opened and by natural reaction everyone stopped in case it was a member of the royal family, Lipscombe brushed in to the room telling Artem that he was finished in the sun lounge he was required in the dining room to help lay the table for breakfast then resume duty as footman to the sun lounge for the morning. Artem knew enough to know this meant keeping the room spotless and tidying up when members of the royal family left it empty. It was strange watching Lipscombe this morning who kept checking his watch and seemed on edge, he looked up and barked at Artem and the maid to get a move on then strode angrily out of the lounge. Rose waited until the door closed then burst out laughing 'Twat' she said carrying on with her cleaning. Artem shifted nervously 'Hurry up or I will be late' he said urging her go faster and trying to be serious. Last thing he wanted was upsetting Lipscombe, he didn't care much for him and couldn't believe someone so uptight held on to his position in the palace, he was notorious for upsetting staff and everything had to be done to his liking. Artem cautiously entered the dining room running behind and Lipscombe stood there panting in rage and about to tear in to him when the butler walked in and handed Artem the tray of cutlery to lay up the table 'Straighten your tunic boy' Lipscombe barked his order out like he was chief in command, the butler who oversaw the dining room walked over and pointed for Lipscombe to leave without saying a word. Artem nodded his head in acknowledgement 'Bad mood this morning' Artem remarked whilst he continued setting a place at the table, Adrian grinned 'He got summoned to a meeting after breakfast, apparently Prince Alexander is not happy about something' he said then turned and left the dining room. Artem just finished setting the last place and folding the napkins when the butler hurried him out and two other footmen appeared ready to help serve breakfast. Artem went off to grab some breakfast himself then returned to the sun lounge overlooking the gardens, he inspected the room meticulously making sure everything was in order including the daily papers that the king liked to read during the morning. Today was one of the quiet days for the royal family, there was a dinner this evening that the king and queen were attending but for the most part the entire family would be in residence. Artem joined Johan at the doors standing guard over the entrance to the sun lounge. After breakfast Alden and Alex walked across to the sun lounge and Alex immediately spotted the sexy footman again and gave him a broad smile as they opened the doors 'Your highnesses good morning' Johan said whilst Artem remained quiet, senior to Artem Johan was the only footman allowed to address the family by seniority. If Johan stepped away then it would be Artem's job but for now he simply bowed his head and made eye contact with Prince Alexander again. They closed the doors after the two prince's had entered the lounge and watched as Major Lipscombe came out of the household door and walked across the atrium to the lounge. Lipscombe stood there whilst Johan knocked three times on the door and opened it 'Major Lipscombe Head of the Royal Household' he said bowing his head to the princes, Alden nodded in acknowledgment and Johan stepped aside allowing Lipscombe to enter the room. "Lipscombe we need to talk about appointing a new valet to Prince Alexander" Alden started saying. Lipscombe nodded "Is Eldred not sufficient for his highness?" he questioned. "Irrelevant" Alden replied, "Who do you think is ready to take on the task?" he asked. Lipscombe checked through his list "I have a couple that may be ready" he replied. "I know who I want as my valet" Alex informed them both, "I will make the choice" he made clear. Lipscombe furrowed his eyebrows looking at his list sensing he was losing control of informants assigned closely to the family. Alex walked away towards the doors and Johan who was inside watching everything from a distance and amused at Lipscombe state of being uncomfortable opened the door for Alex curious as to what the prince was doing. Alex stood at the door "What is your name?" he asked Artem who looked slightly nervous at the princes appearance. "Artem your highness" he replied bowing his head. Alex spoke quietly "How long have you been in the palace Artem?" he asked. "Just over six months your highness" Artem replied confused as to why he was being questioned. Alex smiled "How do you find Lipscombe, are you best friends with him?" he asked. Artem's expression quickly changed and Alex picked up on it, "I try to please him" Artem replied. Alex stood there and folded his arms "Be honest" he said staring at Artem. Artem looked him in the eye "Do not care much for him your highness" he replied in a hushed tone. "Good, come with me please" Alex said leading the way and Artem followed three steps behind. A nervous Artem stood there in front of Lipscombe and Prince Alden, Alex stood next to Artem to check his height. It was a particular quirk with Alex that he liked people close to him to be his height. Artem kept glancing at the prince unsure what on earth was going on, all the time Alex looked at Lipscombe who didn't seem that impressed at his choice since the young lad could bounce over all the other more senior household staff to be a valet. The position of valet reported directly to Lipscombe yet on the same scale answered to no one except who they served, they were a rule to themselves and Lipscombe knew they held secrets that he would never know unless Eldred or someone he trusted was there. Alden stood with a slightly mischievous grin on his face as he understood way more exactly what his brother liked in men. He wasn't going to deny his brothers choice since he knew the footman standing there had already been spotted kissing one of his grannies young maids at a staff party a few weeks ago, he felt comfortable with his brothers decision and saw the aggrieved look on Lipscombe face that amused him no end. Alex turned to face Artem "How would you like to be my valet?" he asked. Artem raised his eyebrows in shock "Valet?" he asked timidly, "Be a valet?" he asked again. Alex smiled "Yes my valet" he responded assessing Artem's responsiveness noticing his body language relax a little. "Your highness, thank you but I don't know how to" Artem responded quietly and still very nervous even more so after looking at Lipscombe. "You will be taught Artem, it is quite easy" Alex replied, "Lipscombe Artem is my new valet and you will afford him the same courtesy at other valets". Lipscombe sucked air through his teeth "As you wish your highness. Artem report to Eldred". "No" Alex interjected quickly, "You will report to Jackson who will train you" he insisted. Lipscombe was about to speak then Alden spoke up "Good Idea Alex, Jackson can train him since he knows the prince" he said. "Very well your highness" Lipscombe replied to Alden making it clear to Alex who he respected. Alex walked towards Lipscombe "You better be nice to my valet Lipscombe" he warned clearly. Lipscombe nodded glancing at Alden "Never mind my brother" Alex said noticing his look. "Artem, if Lipsombe puts a foot wrong with you now you will report it to me and I will deal with it" Alex informed him. Artem nodded "I will your highness, you can be assured" he replied giving a look to Lipscombe. Alden was impressed with his brother "Get Artem's uniform sorted please Lipscombe" he advised. "When you have your uniform report to Jackson for your training Artem" Alden said paving the way for a smooth transition. Artem nodded "Yes your highness" he replied bowing his head and walked away facing the princes. Alden looked at Lipscombe "Walk away" he said. Alex felt sick in stomach from the adrenaline rush, it was the first time he had really put his foot down with Lipscombe. On the other hand it aggravated him that Lipscombe still sought approval from Alden each time, he knew that whatever happened now he needed to keep Artem out of Lipscombe way. Weighing things up he had no clue if his choice of valet was going to end up being any good, Alex suddenly thought about the rooms next to where his protection officer was suppose to live, after all his parents valet and ladies maid lived opposite their apartment. He watched Artem and Lipscombe back out of the room and didn't miss the unhappy look Lipscombe gave Artem, his brother was quietly giggling under his breath. "You see how much Lipscombe hates me" Alex remarked to his brother. Alden nodded "I saw I will tell the Governor Premier he needs to sort Lipscombe out". Alex chuckled calming down "But Artem!, seriously Alex" Alden said smiling, "I know why" he said in a slightly cocky tone. "I do not know what you mean" Alex replied in a very innocent manner, "You read too much into everything". Alden pushed his brother "I can see what floats your boat pervert" he said giggling away. "It is not for sex Alden" Alex said quite shocked by his brothers remark, "Pleasant to be around". Alden glanced at his brother "Pleasant to be around!! Wow you are a bad liar!". Alex pushed Alden and they were just about to get in to a brotherly scrap, something they hadn't done for ages. Alex was amazed how fit his brother had gotten from continuing his career in the military and he was now able to easily get the upper hand on Alex. So involved in taking each other down they didn't hear the door open or realise their mother had entered the room followed by Scott who is Head of Crown Protection. The boys stopped and stood up straight both dishevelled from their play fighting. Alex though instantly spotted him and caught his breath in his throat making him cough. Walking behind them was the strawberry blond haired protection officer that Alex couldn't take his eyes off at the state banquet. He was buff and attractive yet at the same time he had a look of danger about him, the sort of do not mess with me look that made him even more sexual appealing in a dangerous way. Even dressed in the black suit Alex could clearly see the muscular definition of this guy and he was hoping that at least he was going to be thrown something sexy as his protection officer. Even Scott who in his late forties was totally eye pleasing and sexy in his own way and if there was one known secret in the palace that no one could resist talking about it was that Scott didn't like or trust Lipscombe one bit. In fact Scott liked to know Lipscombes every move, Lipscombe of course knew this since Scott made no qualms about reminding him of who was really in charge of the household and who he was watching diligently. "Boys really" their mother said smiling, "We have been looking for you Alex". "Sorry your majesty" Alden replied with Alex and them bowing and kissing her on the cheek. "Never mind, Alex I would like to introduce you to your protection officer Liam" she said gracefully waving him forward. "Your royal highnesses" Liam said very politely and bowed his head at each prince. Alex stared with his head cocked to one side. "Liam is exceptionally well trained" Scott informed him. "What, oh" Alex said coming out of his transient state, "Is he coming to lunch?" he asked with no idea what was previously said. The queen laughed "Of course, he is to be at your side from now on" she reminded him, "Alex, you know the protocol". "Right" Alex said stumped for words. Alden looked at his mother and smiled excusing himself. "Have you moved in?" Alex asked without a clue what to say to this guy that was arousing him. Liam nodded "Yes your highness, across the hall from your rooms" he explained. "Right" he replied, "Your majesty can my valet have the rooms next to Liam?" he asked. She looked at him in surprise "Of course he can, you do not need to ask Alex" she replied. "I will let the housekeeping know to get the rooms ready" his mother informed him. "Thank you your majesty" Alex replied and seeing perplexed look on Liam's face. "Excellent, well we will leave you two to get acquainted" she said smiling beckoning Scott to leave them. Liam bowed as the queen left and waited until the door closed, "Your highness, is it protocol how you address the Queen?". Alex looked at him "Only when others are present" he said casually trying to assess him, "The Queen is still my mother" he replied. Alex tried his best not to look at Liam knowing he would tremble in the knees but my god he wanted to play wrestle with this stud of a man. The confidence and self assuredness that oozed from him had Alex imagining all manner of naughty things this man could probably do, there was certainly no questioning his sexual orientation being as straight as a man could be. Whilst Alex was yet to have a private secretary to keep all his engagements Liam informed the prince of his 12 noon scheduled departure for lunch with the governor premier. Alex joked that he seemed to know everything already and Liam smiled reminding him it was duty to know what his prince was up to. When he emphasised the words 'up to' it rang home to Alex that much of his life was now going to be under scrutiny his his protection officer as well. After dismissing Liam until the lunchtime appointment he sought out Jackson and Artem, his purpose was to make sure Artem was okay but also to check him out again. He also wanted to make it very clear that Artem was not to divulge anything to Lipscombe and a very strong element of trust needed to exist between them. He was pleasantly surprised to see how different Artem looked in his valet's uniform and Jackson approving of his choice of valet. Alex explained that he needed to be dressed and ready to leave by midday, it was a chance for Artem to practice under Jackson's watchful eye. He was also going to tell Artem then that he was to move from the staff quarters in to the royal apartments, something that not even Jackson had achieved yet and a privilege reserved only for a very few members of the royal household. "Well did you meet him?" Jackson asked getting Alex to pay attention finally. Alex looked at him "You mean my protection officer?" he asked, "Oh yes I met him" he said smiling. Jackson laughed and looked at Artem "His highness is a bit of a tart and flirt" he said. Artem stood up obviously uncomfortable at what was going on. "Relax Artem" Alex said to him kindly. "His highness likes those in his inner circle" he said using air quotes, "To treat him normally" Jackson explained. Artem nodded and turned to Alex "Why me?" he asked, "Sorry, I mean why me your highness?". Alex shrugged "I think or hope I can trust you Artem, I need someone solid around me". Jackson chuckled and the irony of his remark, "Thank you Jackson" Alex said grinning and knowing full well what he meant. To Artem it seemed like he had stepped in to a very surreal world that was still inside the monarchy yet a very amiable casualness existed between Jackson and the prince. He knew of rumblings in staff quarters weather the prince was gay and he was beginning to see that those rumblings were indeed true, Jackson was gay and that was known and in the first hour of being in his company Artem had an incredible liking for Jackson as we was different from other household staff. Whilst keeping himself to himself he was also friendly to other staff who chatted to him. "Are my things ready for my lunch appointment?" Alex asked looking at both of them. Jackson nodded to Artem, "Yes your highness I hope you approve of what I have chosen" Artem said. "Perfect" Alex replied smiling, "You want to change me?" he asked going all sexy. "Alex!" Jackson said reprimanding him, "Artem, help the prince" he said standing back and watching. Alex played it normal and helped Artem until he felt a little more comfortable touching him, he could clearly see Artem was nervous and keen to learn and please the prince. Alex was patient and smiled nodding to Artem's reflection in mirror when he was dressed, he satisfied that his choice of valet was going to come good. "Thank you Artem, nice job" Alex said praising him. Artem nervously smiled "Thank you your highness" he replied bowing his head. "Now if you want to get along with me bow when you arrive and address me correctly then drop it" Alex said. Artem looked slightly confused "Okay I think I have got, when I arrive and leave?" he replied, "Your highness it may take me a while to feel comfortable". Alex smiled "That will do to start with" he said turning to face Artem, "Right follow me please". Alex walked out and Artem ran the door opening it for him. Jackson was following on behind as they walked out of the princes apartment and across the hallway to left and the door where two maids came out of the room and bowed informing the prince the rooms were ready. "Artem you are getting you own rooms here opposite me" Alex informed him inviting him inside. Jackson scoffed "Charming, not even I have rooms in the royal residences" he remarked. "Really?" Artem replied looking even more surprised and happy, "I get to live upstairs!" he remarked excitedly. Alex smiled looking at Artem then Jackson "Let me speak to my brother Jackson" he said. Artem stepped inside "Wow, seriously this is big" he said standing there amazed by the rooms. Alex smiled "Small lounge, bedroom and bathroom and a dressing room for you" he said. "I never expected any of this your highness" Artem said in genuine appreciation. Alex chuckled "Well I need to keep you away from Lipscombe" he said making his point. Artem nodded, "And I need to be sure I can trust you" Alex added and Artem turned to him. "Your highness, you have my word and I will work to gain your trust in me" he replied to a smiling Alex. Artem looked around the rooms "I don't know where to begin in thanking you your highness". Alex patted Artem on the shoulder "You can start by calling me Alex when in private remember" he reminded him. "Yes of course, Alex" Artem replied, "Still it may take me a while to feel comfortable doing that". "Thank you Alex" Jackson said approving of what Alex had done for Artem. "Your highness, what is going on here and who is that?" Liam asked standing at the door. "Like it is your business" Alex replied quickly then checked himself, "This is my new valet Artem, you better get on with him" annoyed at his appearance. Liam tapped his watch "Time to head off your highness" he said a strict tone, "Don't want to keep the Governor Premier waiting". "Oh my god, all right!" Alex replied rolling his eyes, "You are not my time keeper". Straight away Artem picked up a very weird sense that Alex was not happy with this Liam guy. Alex said good bye to Artem and Jackson then walked out of the room with Liam glancing back at them both then walking quickly to catch up with one annoyed prince and his attitude towards his protection officer. It was then Liam saw what Scott had meant when he said the prince was very reluctant to have a protection officer, he was going to have his work cut out with him but he was ready and up for the challenge to break to the prince one way or another. Then all of a sudden Alex stopped to admire a painting hanging on the wall, all very deliberate to annoy Liam. He then moved two steps forward and then two back to look at the painting again. All the time Liam stood there without saying a word and looming over the prince like a new shadow. When Alex did it a fourth time Liam had enough "You are not funny your highness" he said, "You have probably seen it thousands of times". Alex ignored looking at him "Get use to it" he said then marched off quickly. "Keep up then" Alex said smirking without looking at him and trying not to laugh. Liam started singing a made up song "You can run but you can not hide dum de dum de dum". "And you are not funny either" Alex said cutting him off from singing. Liam was all business and not one for general chitter chatter or banter and Alex was beginning to realise that this guy probably hated the fact he was looking after a minor royal in the family hierarchy. He was still to make up his mind about the opening to engagements and immersing himself into his royal role knowing this would bring public scrutiny and a higher profile. One thing he had to adjust to without question was there would always be royal household staff at his side from now on, knowing that was the case he would do whatever he could to ensure they were people he wanted around him not who Lipscombe wanted to appoint. In truth Alex only wanted people he could trust but getting that was hard, yet though all the ups and downs ahead he would find trust, respect and loyalty from those closest to him. So much so that they would eventually surround him and help make some of life's important decisions when he was sat on the fence about them. Liam stepped ahead of the prince and bowed his head as Alex stepped towards the waiting car, not a word was spoken between them with Alex trying to focus and ignore the fact he was shadowing his every move. The footman opened the car door seeing the prince approaching and bowed his head then closed it after he sat down. Liam got in the front with the driver and they departed for the governor premier's mansion situated at the opposite end of Balenciaga boulevard, a road that lead from the palace gates in to the the city's main square then continued north. It was a straight boulevard apart from the city square and the mansion was in line of vision from the north wing of the palace. The car pulled up to the mansion at 12.30pm on the dot and the governor premier was standing at the front doors ready to greet the royal guest for lunch. Liam jumped out and ran around to open the door for Alex and he bowed his head, for the first time Alex looked and him and nodded acknowledging him then followed two steps behind. Steven watched the impressive figure of the protection officer in his black suit and dark glasses that gave him aware immediately. "Your highness such a pleasure to welcome you here" Steven said bowing his head. Alex smiled holding his hand out "Thank you so much for inviting me Governor" he replied. Steven shook his had gently "I see you have your protection officer now your highness". "Yes" Alex replied inadvertently rolling his eyes, "Liam the Governor Premier" he said. "Pleasure to meet you Liam" Steven said stepping down a step to shake hands with him. "Likewise your honour" Liam replied very professionally. "Mind you the dark glasses gave you away" Steven remarked smiling but not mocking him. Liam nodded, "Ashul please take Liam to the kitchen and provide lunch" he said to his butler. Liam nodded again and followed Ashul in to the governors mansion after the prince had stepped inside. He was a little uneasy leaving the princes side so soon but he knew there was little harm that could come to him with the security at the governors mansion. Alex and Steven went in to the drawing room for a pre-lunch drink to chat about Alex getting more involved in royal duties and to offer him some very small private engagements at first until he found his footing and moved on to bigger public facing ones. Alex asked Steven to keep it down to maybe one or two a month and decide on the engagements and to let him know, this went down well with the governor and he promised to keep them short intimate appearances at first. They moved towards the dining room for lunch where Steven's husband Brad was joining them. Brad was a 40 year old lawyer, but to look at him you would have guessed he was 30, blue eyes, blond hair and very fit body wise. The conversation flowed so effortlessly between them all and Alex confided that he had told his parents about him being gay and the bet between the dowager queen and queen. Brad even offered to take Alex to a nightclub in a neighbouring country before Steven told him off. Alex laughed at their behaviour and felt so at ease in their company and agreed to Brad's offer but suggested they do it somewhere far far away from Monrovia where he was less likely to be recognised. Part of Alex wanted to them to drop the formalities with them both, he also understood that this might be a step to far for now. With the governor out of earshot temporarily Brad leaned over and dropped the prince his mobile number and told him to call if he ever needed to talk or do lunch, Brad had also put the name of a bar that would be suitable as it was mostly tourists who visited it. Alex was actually quietly grateful for Brad who seemed to have a handle on his situation and an understanding of the difficulties he faced, no doubt briefed by his husband. In Steven's eyes the young prince was going to be a hit whatever he did in his royal life as long as he didn't stray in to anything wild like some royal children had in other countries. To boot he liked how relaxed the prince felt being around Brad and himself and it all went along to make their lunch so enjoyable.

Just got home from a Miami bookstore. Jockstrapped lubed and ready to take loads. First guy is a handsome guy lean about 5’10” he pulls out a nice average uncut cock but wants to see mine. I’m 6.5 thick fat head and not hard but he sucks it to hardness and I tell him to stand up and push him to bend over. I’ve pumped the lube and as I’m applying it he looks back and says “condom?” And I say no as I push his face into the corner of the wall. Not too tight but not loose. Silky smooth. After some good fucking I pull it out and have him suck it some more knowing I’m ready to shoot. Push him back into place grab his hips and pound until I spurt and unload pulsing 4-5 times. As I pull out he seems confused what to do - asks if I came in him to which I said yes and asks for paper towel. I leave him half bent over pants at his ankles and went to the hallway to grab him some paper towels. From the closed door I can hear lots of rustling and wiping and adjusting and I wink at a fellow cruiser in the hall. Man did he book it out the front door. Played around a few others. Next best was a short 20s guy shaved smooth avg size very swallowable cock. The kind of size I actually can throat and Hoover. Back and forth from his balls to his cock but when I added some hand action the dude gasped and groaned grabbed my head and pushed it down and unloaded a sweeet tasting load. It kept pulsing in my mouth for about a minute and I used my fingers to coax all the final drops out. He asked if I liked it as he zipped up and I said hell yeah. Fellow cruiser finally pays me attention sucks on my neck and nipples and pulls out a beautiful 7.5-8 inches uncut beautifully shaped. Wow. Sucked it and it was like heaven. He opened up my hole until his phone rang and broke the mood. In comes a refrigerator sized black guy. Could be 30s. Tall. Carrying extra weight but I know he’s got big dick energy. Find him in a booth seated with the dick pulled out the leg of his shorts. Work my mouth up and down as he groans. Sat on it. Damn thick. Even though I was opened up I could feel it fill me up. He didn’t want to cum. Talked some about his wife and that this was his 2nd time at this spot. Eventually I get him back into a booth and say look man, there’s not gonna be any other action you need to get your nut. I tell him stand up and I back my ass on that hot thick cock. I can feel him bottom out deep and the strokes begin. This bull pulses 6-7 strong ropes of cum as deep as possible and slaps my ass on the way out. So what has happened to me? This other dude shows up the fellow cruiser immediately follows him into the booth and after some play the leaves. Guy stands in the booth door open. Probably in his late 40s early 50s lean Hispanic average looking masculine but my radar says this dude wants dick. Get him to suck me and damn I bone up good. Quick finger down his crack gets a moan and I get him to lick my nipples which makes me hard. He practically hops into place and I shove without hesitation right in and start up a rhythm. I’m wondering since when have I dropped 2 loads back to back? Something I could do when I was younger. I just focus on that gripping hole and piston his ass while he tries to keep his head from banging against the wall. Fuckkkkkk. I unload. Let the intensity subside. Pull out. Wipe a pearl of cum from my dick head and flip it on him and leave before he can even stand up. Hope someone gets to use my load for their lube.

So I was living a straight life for more than a yr now, as i was in LDR with a girl for whom i knew she wouldn't accept me being BSX. I don't cheat, so it were dry months for some time for me. But after a while she left me, and the first thing i thought of was "OK i can finally fuck with men again". And so I did. As soon as she left me I went on an alcohol induced bender and on grindr. Scored a nice top the first night, who fucked me really good, even if he was averagely sized. He came in my ass while spanking me and i loved it. Day after that I had sex with my first black man. He pounded me really well and breed my ass really good, although he wasn't that big . After that, for the next five days i had one hookup every day for the next 5 days . I felt like such of a whore being in another man's bed every night. I'm not actively chasing, but I just love getting man's cum in my ass, so what happens happens IG. My last load was ystd with the top who was 10 yrs younger than me, but he wanted to fuck me, and he did that very well. I'm on grindr RN looking if i can score someone to suck him off RN but will see about that. I barely remember how cum tastes like, as all the guys till now unloaded in my ass.

Part III By the end of the first day we were able to complete the master bedroom/closet, hallway and part of the living room completed. After breakfast and our morning fuck we started to finish out the rest of the condo and get my things back into place. Since most of the carpeting had been ripped up all we had to focus on was the installation of the flooring, only the guest bedroom and the dining room had carpeting left in them. They were also full of furniture as well. While Mark was finishing up the flooring in the living room I was busy putting my stuff back into the master bedroom and starting to get the guest room cleaned out. Once the living room was done we moved the items from the dining room back into the living room as we were working my laces came untied so I said let's take a break. I bent over and started to tie my laces when i felt a crotch come up behind me and this voice say I love seeing you in this position...My cock started to spring to attention through my shorts, Mark reached around and felt my hard cock and said I see you like being in this position as well...Well our short break turned into another hot sweating sex session as we kissed, made out, and he made love to my hole before he slide that beautiful cock of his deep inside of me....Didnt take him long to shoot another hot creamy load of his baby juice inside my hungry ass. After our sex session we cleaned up and finished moving the furniture so we could tear out the carpeting in the guest room and dining room. We continued working on those rooms and finished laying down the padding and the flooring. Since it was late in the day we figured it best to move the furniture in the master bedroom back into the guest room and dining room so we can at least crash. I told Mark I am going to take a shower and if he wants to join me he an. So we went into the shower and cleaned each other off, the hot water felt good hitting our sore bodies. We were both tired and needed the hot bath. Mark helped dry me off and I helped dry him off as well....We both made our way to the bedroom and crashed into bed...

Part II After a while of working on my tight ass switching between his tongue and finger, Mark got up and started to slide his hard cock inside me using his spit as lube. OUCH that hurt, I was still a bit too tight to take his cock and told him to stop...So he pulled back and minute, asked me are you OK? I turned to face him and saw that he didnt have a condom....I asked wait you dont have a condom on....He looked back at me and said I dont have any do you....I told him to go check my bathroom as there should be some condoms in there and I know there is some lube...I returned to the doggy style position with my ass up and waiting for him to fuck. Mark yelled out I found the lube but I dont see any condoms you may need to get some...That's strange I thought I had some extras. Mark came back to the room and started lubing up his hard stiff cock and put a dab on my awaiting hole. As he slid his cock in he said I get tested for STD's and all came back negative. This was the first time I have had raw cock up my hole and I will admit it felt incredible. He pounded my ass in a few positions and soon was shooting his load up inside of me...I was a bit concerned about having his cum inside me and he looked at me and said dont worry you wont get pregnant....then we both had a good laugh.. He stayed the night and we fucked a few more times through the night. The next morning I walked into the kitchen to make some coffee and as I was standing against the counter top, Mark came up behind me and kissed me on the neck and started rubbing up against my ass. I started to push my ass out towards him inviting him to fuck me again. He took the invitation and slid his hard cock up inside my hole and started fucking me in the kitchen while the coffee was brewing. That was the first time I have had sex outside of the bedroom in my condo....It was an incredible fuck...After he came inside me we made our coffee and sat in the living room planning out the next part of the project.

After years of apartment living and paying someone else's mortgage i made the plunge and became a Homo Owner...Spent the last few months moving in and getting settled into my new condo, now it's time to do some updates....I like the idea of doing remodeling myself but to be honest I have no clue where to begin and what I am doing, so i decided to get a handyman to help me do the remodel. I went to Homo Depot and Lowe's to look at new flooring, currently I have carpeting and linoleum flooring in my house. I am not a big fan of carpeting, I think it's gross it traps all the dust and crap....After a few trips (ok 10 trips total) I decided on new vinyl wood flooring. I paid for the flooring and setup delivery to my condo for the end of the month. Now that the flooring is picked out and paid for I now need to find a handyman to install it. Thank goodness for the modern technology and the apps available to search for handymen.....I dont understand how they did it before....I looked through Thumbtack and found a couple of handymen. I sent them a request through the app indicating what I was looking for....Now I wait until they reply back to me either indicating they are interested or their details. After a couple of hours I got a message from one of the handymen asking questions about the job. I gave him the details and set up an appointment for Saturday morning..He said his name was Mark.... Saturday @ 10am sharp there was a knock at my door. I looked through the peephole and saw the most gorgeous bear at my door..I wondered if he's lost trying to find one of my neighbors units and then it hit me that this must be Mark the handyman. I unlocked the door and let him in. We walked through my condo it's only a 2 bedroom/2 bath so not too many rooms to work with. He measured each room and then went to his note book and wrote down the dimensions. After all the rooms were measured we went into the living room and discussed the price and schedule. Up until this point he's the only one I heard back from so I agreed and he shook my hand as he left my place. After I closed the door I started getting hard thinking about that dark hair peeking through his shirt and those hairy built arms....I couldnt hold it I went into my bedroom stripped down, got the lube out and jacked off the biggest load fantasizing about my handyman Mark. A few weeks later I got a call from Homo Depot that my flooring would be delivered on Wednesday so I made plans to work from home that day so I could meet the delivery driver. Around 2pm i got a knock on the door and it was the delivery driver dropping off my flooring. I made some room in the spare room to put the flooring so I had him put it in there for now. After he left i texted my hunky handyman Mark letting him know the flooring was here. A few minutes later i got a text back saying perfect see you @ 10am Saturday morning...After that text I had an hour to kill before I had a work call so I went in and fantasized about Mark and his naked hairy body. DAMN this time my load shot up and hit me in the face getting in my hair...This guy has me so turned on I really hope he's family and I can get him to fuck me... Saturday 10am came and sharp as a tack, Mark was at my house ready to start work...I helped him bring in some of his tools, as we brought in everything he told me the plan was to start in the master bedroom and bathroom. He said this way I am not getting in the way of my sex life. He looked at me and said your girlfriend wouldnt want to come back to my place with no bed and my place a mess. I looked back at him and said Nope, no girlfriend. He looked back at me and said ok your boyfriend. I replied back and said No boyfriend either I am single. He gave me the biggest smile and said ok let's get to work. I helped him move my furniture out and he started ripping up the carpeting and started to lay down the padding for the flooring. Midstream he took off his shirt and bared everything showing his beautiful hairy chest and his tattoos....By the end of the day he had the master bedroom/closet, hallway and part of the living room completed. We moved my bed back into the master bedroom and he helped me put the sheets back on. When we were done I laid back on the bed and he was there looking down at me and smiled. He said you like my tattoo's, I said yea I do they are hot. He said yea i could tell you like them as he pointed towards my crotch. CRAP i wore shorts and nothing else and my cock was up and at attention. I blushed and said sorry about that it has a mind of its own. He said Yea mine does too and with that he unbuttoned the top of his shorts and started to pull them down. I was looking up at the most beautiful uncut thick piece of meat. I licked my lips and said very nice...Thats all he needed to hear as he guided his cock towards my hungry mouth and started to shove it in me. Oh i savored the taste of his cock and the salty musky taste of the sweat from working today. While I was sucking on his cock he leaned over and started rubbing my stomach and untie my shorts so he could access my cock...After releasing my hard cock he pulled his cock out and said my turn. He helped me up to my feet and started kissing me softly at first and then a bit aggressive biting my lip. While we were exchanging tongue his hand was on my back and heading south to my ass. He started to use his fingers to rub in and out of my crack, oh that felt great and i was really getting hungry for his cock. He pulled away and said i want that ass of yours, then pushed me back unto the bed. He got on top of me and started again kissing and pushing his hard cock into me. Oh this felt good, he then made his way down to my cock and started going all the way down on my cock. Now even though I am a bottom i am not a small, I am actually well endowed at about 7 1/2 inches. It felt good having Mark going down on my cock and using that tongue of his..Soon he started to push my legs up so he could get better access to my hole. Soon his tongue was going around the hole lightly touching each part of it and then he started to focus more on the entrance getting his tongue inside and loosening up my tight ass.

I’ve been told I have a sex addiction and would agree that I do. But I don’t hold any stigma with the word ‘addiction.’ Sex is my favorite thing and I refuse to apologize for it. There’s nothing inherently wrong with having ‘lots of sex’ if you genuinely enjoy it and have made a priority in your life. Surely, it can cause problems if you neglect personal responsibilities because of it. But besides that, I believe it’s a wonderful thing to enjoy what our bodies are biologically designed to desire.

A while ago I had a fuck-buddy who came to visit for 3 weeks from New York. He would fuck me every day so I had to keep my hole clean. One afternoon I was biking home from work and stopped at a park to have sex with a guy I had hooked-up before. As usual he fucked me for while before unloading inside. When I got home my fuck-buddy was waiting feeling very horny and wanting to unload my hole. My hole was clean, just had some cum, but I wiped the external cum leaving only the cum inside, and he started to fuck me until he blew a second load in me.

I have been on PrEP since it came out. Thousands of cocks have spilled their seed in my ass. For me no greater high exists than a fellow male, purely for sport and pleasure has sodomized me and emptied his nuts in me, filling me with his warm male essence, knowing that some of it will absorb into me and his maleness and DNA will become a permanent part of my body. I say, go for it!

thank you all so much for being this kind and generous. i write stuff that gets me off and writing for you guys has also made me include some things i havent experienced or thought a lot about before i got onto this site so thank you all for that too! i think for now, im done with this story but i wanted you to know that i am working on another right now. the only thing is that i dont want it to feel like a been there done that story because i realize my two stories here and the one ive started are about young guys being started and broken in by older guys. writing teachers always say start with what you know right : ) i guess there are a few things that always get me off so thats probably why theyre always big parts of the stories. but i dont want you all to feel like im just writing the same story over and over again but with different names. so it will likely be a little more time before i feel ready to post chapter of the new story. working hard to get you off!

Part IV We were both exhausted but by morning we had regained our energy and were busy in bed doing what Gay men do best...FUCKING and having how sweaty man sex...I had no idea that a home remodel project would turn into something like this..Over the course of the past few days we fucked in every position and even fucked in the kitchen before coffee and breakfast... My ass was beginning to enjoy having his tongue and his hard cock inside of it....I could easily fall in love with this guy but I dont know much about him just that he's a great handyman both in and out of bed.... We finished up my project that day and got everything put back in order. I paid him for his services (the flooring not the sex). He gathered up his tools and left. I was there sitting at home and needed to get my stuff ready to go back to work as the next day was a work day for me. Fast forward a couple of weeks I woke up feeling really crappy with a sore throat and headache...I walked into the bathroom to get my thermometer to check my temp and looked in the mirror..I looked like SHIT I had a horrible rash on my stomach, i checked my temp and it was 100.7. I took some asprin, called in to work sick and went back to bed. I slept another few hours. I called my Dr and he advised to come in, there is a flu going around I may have caught it. So i called my bestie to see if she can come pick me up and take me to my Dr's appt because I did not feel at all like driving. My doc checked me over said my lymph nodes were swollen and gave me a prescription, he said the rash could be an allergic reaction to something. He suggested that I switch laundry soaps and even my bath soap too... I stopped by CVS and picked up my prescription and got some other things then went home and crashed. I woke around 3am and still not feeling too good. I called my boss and he suggested I take another day off but asked if he could get a note from my doc stating whats going on. So i called my doc and he said he would have it waiting at the front desk for me....I asked my bestie if she could get it on her way home from work, she said no prob...About 2 weeks later I started to feel much better and was able to resume my normal activities. My boss gave me sick time for some of it and towards the end I worked from home as I had some deadlines to follow up on. Fast forward a year later i was at the pride event for our city and was attending with some good friends including my bestie...We walked through and checked out each of the booths. We came to the local AIDS/HIV organizations booth and they were doing free HIV tests. This cute twink came up to me offering to do a rapid HIV test. I said yea what the heck im negative so sure....As we went into the private booth we got to talking and he told me was from the midwest out here attending medical school. I thought wow thats impressive you are volunteering here and attending medical school. He gave me quick poke took my blood and then put it on the strip with some chemical. We talked some more and he said we should know in about 15-20 minutes. He said dont be alarm when you see one thick red line as this is the control line which is there to show the test is working....If we see two lines it means im positive...if it shows two lines he suggested making an appointment with my primary care physician to do a thorough HIV test to make sure. After about 15 minutes he looked at his watch and then looked at the test, DAMN there were two bold red lines on the test. I looked at him in disbelief and didnt know what to think...He asked me to wait there and he was going to go get someone to come talk with me...while I was waiting my bestie sent me a text and asked if everything is alright...I replied back no i dont think so...wait a few and ill be out..A few minutes later this heavy set woman comes in and sits next to me, in her hand she has some pamphlets and starts to talk to me about my test results an the fact I may be HIV+. I listened to her but to be honest my min was somewhere else trying to sort through my mind how did this happen and who gave it to me.I wondered how long have i been positive...I left the booth and told my bestie I am ready to leave. She looked at me and said you dont want to stick around for the show tonight, I shook my head and said no i want to go home. In the car on the way home I started crying and she pulled over and said what's wrong are you ok? I looked at her and said im positive... We got home I read through those pamphlets and did some research on the internet about testing positive for HIV...I called my Dr on Monday to set up an appointment to get an HIV test. The whole weekend my stomach was in knots wondering who gave it to me and who i give it too? I also wondered how am i going to tell my family...

Hope y’all don’t mind a building chapter. More an exploration of Daddy Fag’s acceptance of who is. Chapter 6 Leon said to go to his place around 6PM if I wanted my ring back. I tried to get him to meet somewhere public so he could just give me the ring and I could go home, but he said his place or nothing. I told my wife I was going to have some beers with some friends. The cum on the driver’s seat had now dried. I really should have cleaned that up earlier. But there was something about sitting on my dried cum that turned me on. I don’t know why but I really made an effort in getting dressed for going to Leon’s and tried to look as faggy as possible. I was wearing denim shorts that I rolled up so they were above my knee and a tank I wore when I used to go to the gym. I put on a pair of bonds briefs that I don’t wear too often and when I was thinner, they were a bit tighter and hugged my little cock. I parked outside Leon’s in my car and sat there for 15 minutes trying to build up the courage to go inside. I don’t think I scared of what might happen but scared that nothing might happen.I know it was wrong but I wanted his toxic cock in me again. I could have gotten lucky last night and not have been infected. I was playing with fire. I knocked on the front door. My face dropped when I saw it wasn’t Leon who answered. It was his other roommate I saw on the couch last night. He was even shorter than Jack by a good few inches and a twink like Leon, slim but not as toned as Leon. He was wearing a pair of very short pink gym shorts, a white mesh crop top and a pair of pink converse hi tops. He had floppy bleached blonde hair, a septum piercing with a little pink stone dangling off it and the thickest fullest lips I’d seen on a guy. He looked about Leon’s age. He certainly had a style and it worked. “Umm hi, is Leon here?” I asked, feeling nervous in front of this hot twink. “Hii Daddy, Leon just popped out for a second but you can come in, I’m charlie” he said with a bubbly lilt and a cute smile. He grabbed my hand and led me to the couch, as he turned I saw it again, that pink scorpion tattoo on his lower back just above his ass, a tramp stamp. Except this one was a little different, the tail bent downwards instead of upwards. He lightly pushed me down into the small two seater couch and sat down next to me legs crossed like he was sitting on the ground facing me. He seemed really enthusiastic about me being there. “So tell me Daddy. How was your first time taking Leon’s Dom dick?” He said all attention on me, placing his hands on my thigh. “Does everyone in this house know what happened?” I said nervously. “Ummm how could we not? You were moaning like a little slut last night hun” he said cheekily. I looked at him nervously. “Don’t worry Daddy, we’re not gonna tell your wife. Your secret’s safe with us” he said trying to reassure me. “Look I just came to pick something up” I said trying to change the subject. “It’s not your fault, you know. Leon is impossible to resist, whether you know about his magic seed or not” Charlie said like he was under a spell. “So come on how was it? The first time is always so magical”. I started to remember last night and Charlie was right. It was magical. Possibly the best night of my entire life. “Honestly I was in pain, I felt degraded and used but it was the best sex I’ve ever had” I admitted to Charlie and myself. “I love that for you Daddy and knowing that you will carry a part of him within you for the rest of your life! How lucky are we?” Charlie said excitedly. Charlie had definitely drunk the Kool-Aid but a part of me agreed with him entirely. “So Leon infected you too?” I asked. “Oh no Daddy! He didn’t infect me. He gave me a gift, he liberated me” Charlie said seriously. “Because of Leon I can be who I was always meant to be. Who I was born to be. And now so can you Daddy”. Charlie leaned in and kissed me on the lips, deeply and softly. I wasn’t expecting that. His lips were so soft and the kiss so gentle. Nothing like the way Leon and Jack kissed me. I kissed him back, our tongues softly exploring each others mouths. “You see Daddy, you and I, we are the same. We are both beta faggots at the service of real men like Leon. And now because of his special gift we are both connected. We are both brothers brought together in the service of Leon” Charlie said like he’d known me his entire life. “But how can it be a gift, my life will never be the same, its ruined” I said defiantly. “I went through the exact same thing when I realised what I let Leon do to me. But think of it this way after I had accepted his gift and let him pulse through me forever there was no cock I could be afraid of. I was free to explore anything and everything my beta fag desires needed. And I've never looked back” Charlie said without an ounce of regret. As Charlie’s words floated around in my head I got a wave of excitement. All my desires I’d had since highschool, all the filthy fantasies I’d had filled my brain. My little dick got hard. “Hehe looks like my words have really resonated with you” Charlie quipped grabbing my rising cock. I’d never been around someone so comfortable with their sexuality before, it was a little shocking but also exciting. “Haha yeah I guess” I said a bit embarrassed. “Leon loves little dick Daddies, no wonder he took a shine to you” Charlie said, still rubbing my cock. I got a bit embarrassed and blushed a little. “Aww don’t be shy about it Daddy! All the best beta faggots have tiny dicklets. It’s an outward sign of inferiority to real men like Leon and Jack, and my boyfriend Troy” Charlie said, noticing my embarrassment. “You’re just like me and if you’re lucky you won’t have to worry about your little dick distracting you from your true purpose. Like me”. With that Charlie jumped off the couch and dropped his shorts to the floor. I looked down at this hairless crotch and saw he was wearing a little pink plastic chastity cage with his balls high and tight. “I haven’t cum from jerking my little sissy cock in over 8 months, I’m only allowed to cum from my ass” he said proudly. “I’m so lucky my boyfriend is my keyholder to keep the temptation away”. He pulled his shorts back up, but first he pulled up a pair of white lace panties with his cock cage straining against the tight panties. Charlie jumped back on to the couch and put his hand back on my cock. “Don’t worry Daddy we’ll have you locked up soon enough” he giggled. “I can’t wait for you meet my boyfriend”. The front door clicked. I had enjoyed my conversation with Charlie but my excitement had built to see Leon again. My heart was racing. My heart dropped a little as I realised it wasn’t Leon. In walked a tall man probably in his late 20s with dark olive skin. His hair was black and cropped with a tight fade. His thighs were like tree trunks and he had some of the biggest biceps I’d seen in real life. He was wearing short black gym shorts and you could tell he was packing. Out the sides of his loose fitting singlet he had well developed pecs. “Troy!!” Charlie screamed with a high pitched squeal leaping off the couch and jumping into his arms. Charlie wrapped his legs around Troy, climbing him like a tree. Troy wrapped his arms around him and started kissing him passionately while slipping his hands down the back of Charlie’s shorts and playing with his ass. They made out for what seemed like a minute, barely coming up for air. I cleared my throat and Charlie looked up. “Oh where are my manners” Charlie apologised still in Troys arms. “Troy this is Daddy, Daddy this is my boyfriend Troy”. I stood up from the couch “Umm Brian” I corrected sticking out my hand to shake Troy’s. “You must Leon’s latest conquest” Troy said in a deep commanding voice. He stuck his hand out, but instead of shaking mine he grabbed my crotch. “Another little dick fag. Leon certainly has a type” Troy said confidently. I paused for a moment before replying “Yes Sir”. I don’t know where that came from but it felt natural and right in his presence.

Human hypocrisy is at its height. Public opinion polls highlight the fact that majority of the western world population is either fully or partially supporting mandatory vaccines or vax passports or mandatory testing. As I had written earlier and got quite a bit of negative comments but what is the harm in rolling this mandatory testing/vax/passport for other infections? Every body reacts to the infections differently. Some may survive covid while others may not. Similarly some may develop complications from STIs and HIV while others may be cured or managed easily. Why such hypocrisy? At least in places where public sex is a possibility. It will keep the community safe just like COVID. As always please avoid negative comments and engage in civilized discussion only.

I had a long day at work Tuesday and though I was tired I desperately wanted to get my dick wet. A twink, visiting from LA, hit me up on bbrt offering his preloaded hole. It's hard to turn down a juicy pussy so I bolted over. While I was about to walk out of my door, he hit me up to say another guy wanted to come over and asked if I'd be cool with us taking turns on him. I told him, the more the merrier. When I arrived, I found the door unlocked and entered to find the other guy already there and eating the twink's hole. He was a hot, hairy, thick, fat-dicked daddy. Woof! The daddy moved aside and I sucked some of the cum out of the twink's hole while the daddy started eating my hairy ass. After a few minutes I couldn't resist any longer and I buried my cock into the twink. His cunt was so wet and silky, but it was clear that he was winding down from a long day of getting pounded, so he asked for a break after a while. During that break I started sucking the daddy and the twink told me if I wanted to sit on his dick for a bit I could. So I planted my ass on top of the twink's rigid cock and started to ride. It didn't take long before he wailed "I'm cumming" and flooded my hole. The daddy was laying next to the twink jerking his fat hairy meat. I slide off of the twink, moved over and sat on the daddy's rod. He put his hands behind his head to expose his ripe pits, that I fell face first into and breathed it in like a hit of natural poppers. Now hungry for his seed I pumped that dick with my freshly bred hole until he growled like a dog and released balls deep in me. When leaving, the daddy and I exchanged numbers. Then I rode my bike home, with cum leaking out of my ass. After taking off my running short-shorts I was wearing, I saw that they had a wet streak.

Waiting on a chair. Fucking autocorrect.

In some circles it seems like anyone over 25 is "old". When I was younger my types were usually 30-50 but now that I'm older I prefer 40+. What kills me is guys in their 50s and 60s who only want guys under 25 (hmm, just like straight men wanting women under 25....). Sure there are some younger ones who like older dads, especially wealthy ones! - but broadening your horizons does help.

Met a married barber on grindr and been chatting for a while. On Monday I asked him where his place was because I needed a cut. He sent me his location and I met him immediately after work. When I arrived he locked the doors and proceeded to cut my hair pretty quickly all the while grinding his crotch against me. I was crazy hard under the coat thing they cover you with and was tugging my dick. When he was done I reached for his crotch and unzipped his jeans. He let out a 5.5" extremely thick uncut cock! Which I sucked as passionately as I could. A few minutes later he knelt in front of me and sucked my hard for a few minutes before standing up shoving his cock back in my mouth and unloading a huge load down my throat.

I used to visit berlin in the days when I was a lot bigger, and I think it massively depends on the places where you go. I always study the schedules and have a Plan A and a Plan B just in case. I've never seen or heard of on the door discrimination at Laboratory for their usual parties, although Snaxx has a reputation for stricter door policy we've never had a problem - but I hear the door guy dislikes tourist twinks. Like most places, be prepared than once inside you will be pretty much invisible to most guys if you're not conforming to the ideal type. Biohazardmen at Connection was similar - easy to get in, but tough going in the cruising spots. I (and others) have been turned away from entry to Jaxx (too old when I was 43). The guy on the door of New Action who is the owner of New Action and Slut Club in Hamberg begrudgingly let us in, but was *exceptionally* rude to us. He told my friend he should pay triple entrance fee because of his size. Actually I remember a barman at Slut Club coming on to the same bear-ish friend, only to ask him in the darkroom "I don't want to do anything, I just wanted to know, how do you even have sex if when you look down you can never see your penis?" On the positive side, some of the smaller less commercial clubs and venues are *far* more welcoming... to name a few: Scheune, Bull Bar, Ajpnia, Woof, Quaelgeist, Bose Buben... We've always avoided the tourist seasons of BLF and Folsom as the city is saturated with ultra competitive bottom guys, and I think a lot of the locals are put off by that. Much better to plan a more relaxed trip during normal times and experience Berlin with real Berliners.

Have hear this from more older men. i don't understand it. i love older men. my interest begins at +-40 till 60+. they are such friendly nice persons to fuck with. younger just isn't my thing. maybe i have daddy issues but i just like older

It’s the one thing that puts me off going to Berlin. To make all that effort and spend all that money, only to be turned away from the club you’ve been so looking forward to visit… Although the London club scene is much smaller, one thing I love about it is that there is no overt ageism when it comes to club/bar entry policy. You see all ages and all types enjoying themselves, and this creates a welcoming environment for everybody. It also gives hope to younger guys that there isn’t a cut off later in life: you can continue to indulge your fantasies for as long as you feel able.

There's nothing novel about requiring proof of COVID-19 vaccination for travel or other activities. Many countries require arriving passengers to show proof of yellow fever vaccination (ref: "yellow card"), and schools in many jurisdictions around the world require parents to provide proof that their children have been vaccinated against polio, whooping cough, etc. We do have to be realistic about the limitations. Paper documents can easily be forged, and it's impossible to verify every item. Within one country or state, there might be a central, computerized vaccination registry, but it is bound to have data gaps. The goal is a high enough level of coverage that fake documents and missing or incomplete computer records don't put the overall population at risk. Between two countries or states, computerized vaccination registries have zero intercommunication. When we go beyond routine vaccinations, there is no single source of truth. In the US, some STIs are still "notifiable", meaning that the laboratory or doctor's office has to report the positive result and the name of the patient to the CDC. Identifying numbers are not reportable, name matches are not perfect, and, as we realized decades ago when HIV testing was introduced, if providers insist on verifying peoples' identities, people aren't willing to get tested (ref: "anonymous" versus "confidential" HIV testing). The US CDC's STI registry would be "garbage in, garbage out" if it were used to identify individuals. Unlike state vaccination registries, which schools, doctor's offices and local public health departments can query, the CDC's STI registry isn't designed to be queried for individual records. And of course, negative test results are not registered centrally. An individual sex partner, a play group, or a sex venue can request test results. (It's an error to say, in the US, that HIPAA precludes this; HIPAA established privacy rules for medical providers and insurers.) It would be myopic to assume that requesting test results protects people, though. In the absence of a centralized, individually queryable registry of negative test results, we're back to paper documents, which can't be verified. Medically speaking, test results are about the past. Any test has a window period, during which recent infections won't be detected. For example, the best HIV diagnostic tests — PCR qualitative (yes/no rather than numeric) viral load tests — show infections that occurred several days before. Most people rely instead on cheaper tests that can detect an HIV infection within several weeks; older HIV tests (some still in use!) required months. To the window period, add the time elapsed since the test was taken, and you really are looking at the past rather than the present. What good would it do to show an STI test result from 3 months or 1 year ago? (These are typical testing frequencies, 3 months being the US requirement for sexually active men who have sex with men and who take PrEP.) With all these pitfalls, requiring test results would provide a false sense of security. Much better for sex partners to openly discuss their sexual health practices, testing habits, and so on, and for sex venues to encourage more, and more frequent, STI testing (which they often do by partnering with public health departments or non-profit agencies that offer weekly or monthly pop-up clinics).

Just sucked his cock again this evening after work. I woke up to dick pics of his with a message saying he was fucking horny this morning. We chatted on as the day went by and I told him I wanted his load before I went to gym. He had an empty a half an hour between clients just as I got off work so I drove in a rush. Parked walked in closing the door behind me and walked to him waiting behind the counter. We made out immediately and I got on my knees. He unbuckled his belt and gun holster and let his pants fall. I fished out his semi hard dick and sucked him hard in seconds. I sucked him for a solid 15 minutes and he fed me a massive load. The hottest part was that the door was unlocked and anyone walking passed could have easily made out what was going on behind the counter and as soon as he pulled his pants up and I got ready to leave did his next client walk up and open the door.

Who says romance is dead. 🙂

I've used condoms and gone bare and for me there is nothing like that feeling of cum leaking out of me and down my thighs... But it's entirely up to you

I knocked on the door and heard the response to come in. It was a pretty normal apartment, except it was a mirror image of ours, his bed is up against the wall of our bed. Now it makes sense that he was able to disrupt our sex that night. "You are supposed to be naked when you're in my apartment, also, here is a key." He tossed a key to me and I shoved it in my pocket. "I'll need the key to your place, or just leave it unlocked when she's at work." I stripped my clothing and left it by the door, he instructed me to get on the bed, ass up chest on the bed. I did as I was told, He immediately lubed up his cock and teased it against my hole. "Fuck" left my mouth, his cock is one of the best I've had. He pressed it into my ass, and my ass happily swallowed him whole. He sank into my ass and moaned. "Fuck, your hole is the best." he said, pulling almost all the way out and sinking all the way back into my ass. I took a sense of pride in that, he has told me before that i'm better than most gay bottoms, I'll be the best bottom he's ever had. As he pumped my ass I clenched down as he pulled out, and relaxed as he thrust in, milking his cock with my ass. Omar was making all sorts of noises, I knew he was enjoying, and so was I. He picked up the pace and came deep in my ass, he then pulled out slapped in in the ass and said, "my cock won't clean itself off". I turned around and took his still rock hard cock in my mouth. He started to explain our arrangement in greater detail. He was serious about him cumming in my ass more than me in my wife. "I saw you have a security camera on the desk. I think I want access to that." He said. "time for round two, so you can have sex with your wife tonight" He handed me his IPad, i downloaded the app and logged in, giving him access to a live feed of my apartment. His cock slid into my ass again this time he teased me keeping from going all the way in. "Does she have access to the camera?" he asked. "No, I'm the techie" I replied. "Good, now we can play at both places." he said as he slapped my ass sinking all the way in. His hips bounced off my ass. The thought of him having that much access was turning me on. "I'm going to set a timer tonight, you'll have 4 minutes of sex with your wife tonight, if you don't cum, you don't get to cum until I see you. If I hear that bed after 3 minutes, there will be punishment. If I hear her after 3 minutes, I'll message the landlord. got it?" I moaned my answer, "Yes". He kept a steady pace, and depth, my cock was still hard, it's never hard with penetration. "Goddamn, just because i'm about to cum a third time doesn't mean you get two tonight, just one. in 4 minutes." "Wait what you-" "Can't help it, your ass in amazing, I'm glad it's all mine." He thrust deep yet again and release a load, his legs were shaking. He pulled out leaving me gaping. On my warm well fucked hole, the cool air of the air conditioner felt especially cold inside me. "Did you need to piss?" I asked. "Oh look at you being the over achiever!" he said rubbing my head. "Yes lets go to the tub." We made our way to the tub and he released his piss as i was still getting in, drenching my back and ass. I turned around and tried to drink some down. I got some of the stream before he started moving it around and wetting the rest of me. His piss was a great light yellow color, just enough to know it definitely wasn't water. It tasted sweet, i lunged forward for his cock and started swallowing it down with the tip in my mouth. "Damn you're thirsty, ok slut" he threw his head back and relaxed allowing me to drink him down. "Ok you can go back to work, and I'll see you tomorrow probably. Remember, I need a key, or it stays unlocked. and 4 minutes or you're punished." "Got it, thanks for the fucking." I said as I walked by him and picked up my clothes. "Sure thing slut, that's my ass and cock, and come here." I walked over and he grabbed my head to bring me in for a kiss. He tongue went into my mouth and he moaned. He broke away after a while, my clothes had dropped to the floor again. "My mouth too." he said playfully slapping my face. I smiled and put on my clothes as he went to his bedroom again. I went back to my apartment and got back to work. I was so horny, I didn't get to cum and he apparently came 3 times in my ass. The thought of it kept me hard. Hours later Jess came home, "Hey babe" she said dropping her purse on her side of the bed. She hates being in work clothes so she usually changes first thing when she gets home. "I met our neighbor" "What?!" I nearly choked on my drink. "What? I just rode the elevator up with him, he's nice babe you should say Hi sometime." "The neighbor that called the landlord on us is nice?" I said, faking the anger to explain my rather loud 'What' earlier. "He told me he's just a sensitive sleeper, and he uh.." "Uh...?" "He said you must be good at sex for the noise I was making." She said sheepishly, instantly turning red. "I mean that's a good thing though." "Unfortunately for him" she giggled, pouncing on me on the couch, in just underwear. I was so horny I was instantly hard, I didn't even get my pants past my knees, she must've been horny because I went right in, slowly, but she was soaking wet. She rode me hard, and got herself off, I kept going after, hanging onto her hips and finishing inside her. *So glad I get to cum tonight* I thought to myself. And then I realized... we weren't in the bedroom, so he wouldn't hear the bed, but he has access to our security camera. That was definitely longer than 4 minutes. *Fuck fuck fuck* hopefully he wasn't watching. there's no way he heard it we were across from our rooms. I got back to my computer after dinner to play some games and Jess started her TV shows. There was an email notification. "That was a long 4 minutes slut, I think your trash can is full and needs to be thrown out.." I answered. "Yes Sir." "Hey babe I'm going to toss the trash out, anything else need to be tossed?" "Nope thanks though" I took the trash downstairs and to the dumpster, Omar was there. "4 minutes I said, you think you could get away with it because it wasn't in bed?" "No I just - " He cut me short and put his hand over my mouth. His other hand grabbed my balls through my shorts. "My cock, my balls. My Mouth" He brought me in for a kiss and with his other hand slapped my balls as he gripped harder. I groaned into his mouth. He repeated it 4 more times. "Next time it's my knee slut." "Yes sir, I'm Sorry" "Actually, come here." He grabbed my shoulders, lined his knee up with my groin, "Spread them" I spread my legs. "Tell me you're mine." "I'm yours" He kneed me in the balls, it took all my power not to yell. "What?" he asked again. "My body is yours." I said. He went to knee me again and stopped. "Good slut, good night."

Part 2 Adam came out of the shower, and back into the playroom, toweling himself off. I reached over and grabbed the pipe, passing him another shotgun. I wanted to get this whore spun. He took the hit and we passed it back and forth before he dropped to his knees and took my already hard cock in his mouth. He slurped on my fat uncut dick, lavishing attention on my long foreskin. I grabbed his head, forcing the boy to gag on my cock. He had an impressive lack of a gag reflex, but eventually he started to panic because he couldn’t breathe with his mouth and throat full of daddy cock. I let him up. He took a deep breath, then went back down on my cock, taking it all the way into the back of his throat. This boy was talented. But I had a goal for my load of cum. I needed to breed it into his cunt. After he sucked my cock for a few minutes, I pulled Adam up and got his face close to mine. I spat on his face, which made him flinch. Then I licked it off while he closed his eyes and moaned. Under his breath I could hear him murmur “please, Daddy.” “What’d you say, boy?” “Please, Daddy! I need your cock in my pussy. Are you gonna fuck me? My hole is nice and sloppy for you, just how you like it. It’s how you’ve always liked it, daddy!” Oh here we go. My boy whore liked to play daddy/boy games. I’m always game for that kind of kinky shit, and if it made him beg harder for more cum, then I was definitely up for it. “That’s right, baby boy. You’ve been selling your pussy all day, haven’t you? You gonna give Daddy his share now, son?” “Yes, SIR! My pussy is always yours, Daddy! I sold my pussy just like you taught me, daddy. I was a good boy and let every one of them cum in my hole.” I reached down and felt the plug that was still in his cunt. I tapped on the end of it a few times, which made him moan even louder. “You ready for my cock now, son?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! My head is spinning and my hole is so fucking hungry. Please give it to me.” “Get up here, whore.” Adam immediately hopped up on the bed, naked, and turned his ass toward me, hanging over the edge of the mattress. He laid his head on the bed and arched his back, turning his head to look back at me with his sexy puppy dog eyes, pleading for cock. “Keep your ass in the air, whore. I don’t want any of those whore loads to drip out of your pussy. Gotta keep it nice and lubed up. You’re in for a long night, son.” He laughed and said “Yes, SIR! I love cum in my cumdump. It’s what it was made for!” I quickly pulled out the plug. It was pretty fat, and he hissed as it popped out of his hole. A tiny amount of jizz dripped out of his gaping cunt. I slapped his ass playfully, and said “keep your hole in the air, boy.” He moaned louder when I put the plug in front of his face, and he immediately knew what to do. He swallowed the plug as if he was giving it a blowjob, sucking the potent mixture of five strangers’ cum loads off the plug, including the Dad bod guy I saw breeding him in the alleyway. Adam was pretty spun at this point and there was porn playing on the TV in the playroom, so he didn’t hear Josh come in. I glanced over and saw that it was just a few minutes past midnight. I could see him through the doorway, taking off his clothes and putting them on the counter. I saw him take the boner pill. In a moment, he was standing in the doorway looking sexy as fuck in a jockstrap and nothing else. I put my finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet and motioned him over to stand next to the bed. Josh’s fat cock was rock hard and ready to fuck. I pointed to Adam’s hole and Josh quickly slid his entire cock into the velvety smooth pussy that was being presented to him. He let out a big sigh and said “fuuuuuuuuuuck.” Adam turned and looked at me, surprised. I just smiled a wicked grin and said “Boy, look who’s here. It’s your big brother Josh. You wanna let your big bro fuck your big sexy pussy, Adam? Do ya? Will you do that for Daddy?” Adam just moaned loudly as Josh bottomed out and his balls nuzzled Adam’s ass. “Oh Daddy! Fuck that feels good. It’s so thick. Please fuck me bro! I love your cock.” Josh just laughed and said “I’ve been so fucking horny all day. I’ve been doing nothing but studying and haven’t had time to find some hot boy hole to breed. You want me to breed ya, bro?” Adam just moaned while Josh held his hard cock all the way in Adam’s hole. Josh laughed and said “I’m gonna take that as a yes.” I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the pipe and took a huge hit. I reached over to Josh and went to pass the shotgun to him and he eagerly accepted it. After a second of inhaling the smoke, he got a funny look on his face but he kept inhaling and passing the smoke back to me while he started a slow fuck of Adam’s cunt. After the shotgun was done, he pulled away from my face and said “Dude. What was that? That wasn’t like any weed I’ve ever smoked.” “It’s not weed, man. It’s tina. You’ll love it. It’ll make you horny as fuck and want to keep fucking this little whore. I bought him for me for the night but I’ll share his pussy with you. He’s already got five loads in him.” “Five loads? Fuck. Damn, you ARE a fucking whore.” Adam moaned because his pussy was being opened up well by Josh’s fat cock. “Dude, I literally sell my ass for money. So yeah. I’m a whore.” Josh stopped fucking Adam and said “Oh hey man, didn’t mean to insult you,” Josh said but Adam laughed, turned his head and said “I AM a fucking whore. Call me a whore, it’s what I am. I love selling my ass for money. I’d give it away for free, but men love paying me to dump their loads in my hole so why say no?” We all laughed and I took another long drag on the pipe and shared it with Josh. I was gonna get this boy spun and take his cherry if it was the last thing I did. We shared another huge hit and he started back in on Adam’s pussy, making him moan loudly. I could hear the squishy sounds of the loads in Adam’s hole being stirred up by Josh’s cock. I leaned down and passed another hit to Adam who greedily sucked it into his lungs and shared it with me, then I set the pipe down and said “well whore. Make yourself useful while your brother uses your pussy.” Adam laughed and quickly took my cock all the way down his throat. Josh and I quickly developed a rhythm for using both of Adam’s holes, I held back because I wanted to breed his ass, and I knew from experience that Josh could fuck a few times before he got tired, even without the cialis that I left him. After 15 minutes of fucking Adam and making out over his back, Josh started to breathe harder and I knew he was getting close. I pulled my cock out of Adam’s mouth with a pop and he started to try to take it again, but I pushed his head away and leaned over to play with Josh’s tits. I knew from experience it would make him cum really hard, and just like clockwork, my hot college boy sped up his cock going in and out of that whore cunt. He got short of breath and pretty soon he was pumping Adam’s hole for everything he was worth. Adam was moaning like a cheap whore (which, in fact, he was) and begging for Josh’s load. “Come on, bro, give me your sperm. I gotta have it. Need another load inside me. Lube me up so dad can breed me too.” Josh was panting loudly and I played with his tits even harder. Then he blew. “FUCK little bro! I’m cumming in your cunt! Take MY FUCKING LOAD!” Then he stopped. I kept pinching his tits hard and reached under to grab his nuts. I could feel them throbbing and knew he was breeding my whore. Josh was panting loudly and collapsed on top of Adam with his cock still all the way inside the whore. I let them rest for a few minutes and then said “move aside, it’s Daddy’s turn at the cumdump.”

Just got back from my first road trip in what seems like forever. On the way home I stopped at one of the many rest stops along the way. It was the usual scene, full of families coming and going. The men's room was crowded, mostly with guys at the urinals and sinks. I headed for a stall, found a clean one, and sat down to do my business. I was staring at my phone - like we all do - when I felt something bump my foot. Looking down, I saw a blue sneaker belonging to the guy in the next stall. My heart skipped a beat. As anyone who reads my posts knows, I love nothing more than hot anonymous hookups, but the men's-room-foot-tap scene was one I had yet to experience. Curious to see where it might lead, I nudged back. As I did so, I noticed for the first time that there was a small hole, about two and a half inches across, cut in the divider. And now there was a big, beautiful cock sliding through it! It was about seven inches long, thick, with a slight upward curve. Of course, slut that I am, I immediately took it into my mouth, savoring the slightly salty flavor as I licked and nibbled and sucked at it. Then, slowly, I slid my mouth all the way down the shaft until my nose pressed into the divider. I heard a sigh on the other end, then he began rhythmically pumping in and out of my eager throat. A toilet flushed a few stalls down but I didn't care. I was solely focused on milking the load from this amazing anonymous cock. I gagged a few times as he rammed extra-deep, and wondered if the other men realized what was happening just on the other side of the stall doors. Just as things got a little quieter, my stranger softly moaned and his cock began dancing in my mouth, the sweet-salty taste of his cum coating my tongue. I swallowed every drop of his massive load, reveling in the sheer debauchery of what I was doing. At last he finished and withdrew his cock through the hole. I heard him quickly zip up, then the stall door banged against mine as he made a hasty exit. As for me, I finished my business then lingered a bit longer, jerking out my own massive load before getting back on the road. From now on, I'll pay closer attention whenever I use a men's room!

I’ll add my 2¢ as well. Write what you feel, what interests you and what is fun for you. The rest of us are all along for the ride.

Yes, absolutely start with bareback sex because using condoms between two men is paramount to a sin. Condoms should only be used between male and female to limit reproduction.

My older brother was one of the best tops I ever had, and he arranged some of the best 3-ways and gang bangs of my life, so I can relate to your story

I do think a lot of guys (top & bottom) especially in pre prep days, genuinely aspired to safe play. But its so hard to stop and put on a rubber once you’ve teased his hole open bare and your head is already in. (Much less for tops that don’t stay as hard) Pretty much no one, top or bottom, can resist continuing raw at that point. The allure is sooooo strong. Hell I remember, years ago, fucking this guy safe. He was crazy tight and it was good enough for me, but he was working hard for it, partly cause of my size but some because the condom just wasn’t slick enough. I gave him a deep kiss and ballsed him out deep and the condom broke. I didn’t stop although I don’t think he knew my leaking head was slicking up his insides now. But quickly the fuck for him got a LOT better. And well tasting the forbidden hole raw on my cock was heaven. And of course I bred him. We fucked raw after that. Heheheh.

47, 5’9”, 190, Masculine submissive bottom (no limits) coming to town 8/26-8/28. Looking for poz tops to convert me. Will do anything!

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.

I’m pretty sure it’s bareback. Like you, I hate condoms and don’t really watch anything with them… plus, if you’re going to cheat, go all the way and do it bareback. It’s part of the risk and disrespect

As requested...

Yep. I look at it as a case of, "those who know, know!" I bought my first harness a while back. A simple triple strap affair, once around the chest and one over each shoulder. The classic. I remember feeling a little self conscious the first time I wore it. It was at a sauna/sex club though not on an event night. My feelings weren't helped by the few "really!" looks I got from a few other bottoms. Most other guys were naked or in jocks so I started to question myself. That is until I was literally grabbed by a Top who used the straps to guide me over to, and then over, a fuck bench where he proceeded to pound the hell out of me using the harness for leverage. I have never looked back and now own some more elaborate creations too, though that original is a favourite still.

Yes, I was in San Diego and I was staying at hotel that was paid for the week anyway. The establishment had several homeless men and the usual that crawled out of hidden spots. Anyway, their was this one guy that was kind of dirty but not filthy if you know what I mean. He wore these grey sweats and I would walk by his tent some nights. What caught my eye is his body, and the occasional bulge that he had in those sweats. Fast forward to the middle of the week. I am passing by and happened to have a few beers heading to the hotel. He of course hits me up for one and I strike up a conversation. He tells me that he’s not into men. But that he does get his dick sucked on occasion when he needs some cash for crank. Anyway, I invite him up to my room to hangout. He declined! But ask me if I would like to hang in his tent and smoke and chill. We hang for a spell and once in the tent I step my game up because his dick is obviously very hard. So eventually he’s fucked up on his favors and I partake a little. And I get him to finally show me that pipe. And he didn’t disappoint. This man had a beautiful cock with a big fat head on it. A solid fat 8 inches! So we both end of jacking for about 30 minutes. His tent was secluded with this fence area that was back from the street. It got dark and I was feeling good. He was Good looking, big dick, nice nipples, hot body, sweaty but actually not stinky. So we watch some straight porn on my phone in the tent. I am telling him how I like to get fucked in the ass. He ask me do I have a condom. I say no, but I can get one. Fast forward, I end up laying on the floor in the tent with my ass propped up. He then after much hesitation. Ask me if he can cum on my ass. I say sure ! So he starts to Jack off with the intention of cuming on my ass. It was dark and we were mess up. Out of nowhere he takes off his sweaty boxers briefs and puts them in my face hard. Then forcibly pushes his big fat head white dick in my black ass. It hurts like hell at first but then he puts some coconut oil that he had in a jar on his throbbing cock. And he fucked me like a pig in heat. He was a angry nasty fucker. He was balls deep in my hole for the next hour. He fuck me so hard that I thought I was bleeding. My ass was sore and full of cum when I left his tent that night. It was so hot being in a dirty tent, getting my ass plowed raw. I get wet when I think of smelling the crotch of his briefs in my face while he slid that big dick in and out of me. I didn’t care about anything at that moment except pleasure. And he came twice in me . I just think of his sexy nipples while he was pounding my ass like a pussy. Good is dick is good once it’s inside your hole. No walk of shame here.

Definitely my favorite cumdump will always be Jeff Palmer, because thanks to him I met the lustful world of pozcum and at a time when saying that you were proud of AIDS and that you hated drugs was censored by the environment. More than 20 years later, PreP and other tools make porn stars talk about undetectable HIV as if it were a trophy, and naturally there is talk of taking drugs, something unthinkable decades ago. On the other hand, I do not think that Armond goes to the category of cumdump, she is more of a glam porn and although she is a real bitch swallowing sperm or piss, the truth is that her style is not so pig. There are a lot of cumdumps at Treasure Island Media and other franchises, but unfortunately their "runs" are very short, although Silver Steel seems the most cumdump at the moment.

Part 3 I woke up late the next morning, on account of having slept late. Mostly because of the thought of my dad and brother fucking and having a weird master-slave relationship, kept racing through my head till the wee hours of the morning. On the bright side, I knew dad and Sam would be out for work by now, so I had the house to myself. I didn't have it in me to talk face to face with either just yet without picturing them in their gear from the night before or confronting them about what was going on. Relaxed and showered, I headed downstairs to grab some breakfast and was surprised to see dad at the dining table. He was sipping coffee while reading the paper, and my sudden intrusion to the room made him look up. On seeing me, his face broke into a kind smile. "Morning kiddo, sleep well?" "Morning dad, yeah I slept great." Dad continued looking at me with a weird look, somewhere between deep introspection and smirk. before going back to his paper. I grabbed a bowl and some cereals and joined him at the table. There was no small talk made, which was absolutely perfect. I wolfed down my breakfast while dad ignored me. I was almost done eating when, "So Joe, enjoyed the show last night?" My heart stopped for a moment and my throat clamped up. He knew that I knew. "I, umm, ..." "It's okay son, one of these days you'd have found out. Sam and I ain't the quiet type," Dad said with a smile. His casual demeanor was throwing me for a toss because on the other side of the table, I was sitting nervous and a little terrified at the same time. "What's going on in your head boy?" This was my chance to understand whatever was going on. "How did this start dad? You and Sam?" "All right kid, that's a long story." Baxter My marriage had been a sham and when my wife left, it was the best day of my life. I was gay, knew it when I was 13 years old, but in a small town being gay back then was not an option. After she left, the next few years was my work and the boys, with nothing much in between. It wasn't until the boys were 7 and 5, that I had a chance to get my pecker inside a stranger's ass and after that day, I truly enjoyed my single-hood. 5 years ago Joe left the day after Christmas. I would have liked for him to stay till new year's but the boy was hell-bent on going back and I didn't want to stop him. He'd found his passion at work and after the way I had been with him when he was a kid, I didn't blame his attitude. I just wished we could be closer. For now, I had been saving my load for the last week. My regular fuck buddy was busy with his family and none of my other associates were available. It meant that I had to take a trip to the creek to get some action. The creek is a patch of land near the creek flowing in the outskirts of town. Located about half a mile from the road, a person had to hike through a forest to get to the place. The remoteness of this place had caused it to become a popular cruising spot in the county. You were bound to find someone here, to get your rocks off and very rarely was it completely empty. When I made my way to the creek, I saw from a distance a pretty hot scene ahead. 2 big burly guys were spit-roasting a well-built young guy between them. The guy fucking his mouth had his palms on either side of the bottom's face so I couldn't see who it was. But it was clear that the bottom was having a blast. He was moaning like a whore, pushing his ass against the cock fucking him while he sucked hungrily the cock down his throat. I made my way to them, and when I was at a close distance, whipped out my cock and started to jack off. The top guys saw me and nodded in approval, as they continued violating the boy between them. I was stroking my 9-inch beer can thick cock, enjoying the show in front of me and hoping to get a piece of ass or throat myself. The bear fucking his throat started to grunt and took his hands off the bottom's face, to tweak his nipples. And as hot as the scene would have been, every arousal I had drained from my cock on seeing who the bottom was. My son Sam was letting two burly men fuck him like a cheap whore, his eyes closed as he moaned and groaned. My son, my flesh and blood, was queer like his dad. I had assumed he was straight as an arrow, but to see him being a pig for cock was a shock. It was also arousing. Sam is a muscular boy. Years of sports and football had given him a nice muscular body with a big bubble butt. The kind of ass you want to lick, finger and breed, until it's gaping and leaking hot man juice. Standing there, watching my first born get pounded by two men was starting to arouse me. He was an adult, he had made his choices and I was happy for him. I was also horny for him and it was scaring me. I wanted to shove my cock up his hole, I wanted to pound his boy pussy until he was screaming my name. I needed to show him who daddy was. As the men started ejaculating inside my boy, I was focused on my boy. My penis was justifying the reasons why I should fuck Sam while my mind was trying to make me see reason. In between, the 2 guys dislodged from Sam and left us alone in the creek. Sam collapsed on the ground, his ass puffy and leaking cum as he relaxed under the evening sun. My penis made my choice for me as I slowly made my way towards him. When I was behind him, I took my pants off, spit in my finger and rubbed it on my cock. Next, I laid on top of Sam with my cock wedged between his ass cheeks. He was spent so he hadn't realized there was someone else behind him. When he felt my weight on his back, he simply arched his hips upward to give me access to his used hole. Not one to pass on the opportunity, I rubbed my head on his pussy lips before pushing inside him. His hole was slick with cum and slippery like Velcro. I had fucked many asses before but nothing and no one had felt like this. Maybe it was the [banned word] of it all, but the more I fucked him, the more I wanted it to never stop. I hadn't spoken a word and Sam was still on the ground, moaning and groaning to my thrusts. I was afraid of his reaction to finding out who was fucking his ass, but as hot as it was for me, I needed him to know who was creaming him. So, I collapsed on top of him and put my face next to his. I stuck my tongue in his ear, lapping up on the sweat and pheromones, blowing hot air on his scalp. His groans became audibly louder, and he started to push back against my cock, trying to push me deeper inside him. "How do you like your dad's cock Sam?", I whispered between thrusts. His body froze and tensed upon hearing that. He turned his head towards mine, only to see my very red, sweaty and grinning face. I felt his hesitation on his hole, as it contracted and started pushing me out. I quickly thrust into him harder, preventing his ass from closing up. The strength of my thrust made Sam moan and I felt his ass relax for a moment. Taking that as a cue, I started to rabbit fuck him hard and despite his initial resistance, Sam started to getting into the groove of it. I slowly pulled out of him, before pulling his ass up until he was on all 4s, before starting to fuck him again. The next few minutes, I fucked him with unparalleled energy. If my son was a cock slut, I'd make sure he never had to head out of home to get all the cocks he wanted. This was my moment of proving, and god damn was I proving my power to him. By now, Sam was loudly moaning and asking me to fuck him more. Between calling me dad and daddy, my boy really gave up his hole to my cock. And as I started to ejaculate in his hole, his cock burst in orgasm and coated the ground below with his boy juice. When we were done, I collapsed on the ground with Sam next to me. We stayed silent for the next few minutes, catching our breath and processing everything that had happened. When I saw Sam, I didn't feel guilt. I felt a kinship with my boy and something deeper that I had never experienced. And based on the way he was looking at me, he was going through something similar. That was the beginning of it all. - Joe When dad finished, to say I was shocked would be an understatement. My dad was so casual about the whole thing, like it was no big deal. "I wanna know what you're thinking kiddo." "Dad, this is a lot. You and Sam are fucking around, I mean, that's insane dad" "We aren't just fucking around Joe. I love your brother and he loves me." Now this was just crazier to me. I wanted to understand but I was having a hard time coping with everything. I slowly stood up and cleaned out my dishes. I was at the sink cleaning the dishes when dad came in to the kitchen. My back was to him, so I was surprised when I felt his presence right behind me. Before I could react, he pushed against me gently, locking me in place between the sink and him. His strong clothed frontal was against my back, and I felt the heat radiating from him and entering me. His scent was strong, a masculine smell that would make a cock pop out. "You don't have to act around me son. I know you were turned on." I started to stutter a response when his hand found its way to my crotch. I was going commando so his strong palm scraped against the thin lining of my shorts and scratched against my cock and balls. He gently squeezed my cock and balls, making me slightly groan. "Your cock's leaking boy, my palms getting wet with your pre juice," dad whispered ever so slightly, his masculinity commanding the situation. I was shocked and aroused, causing me to freeze in place as he continued squeezing. This was wrong, so wrong and I needed to get out. At the same time, I was so aroused and turned on. Dad stopped squeezing my crotch and flipped me around. I was now face to face when I saw him lifting the palm that had been on my crotch to his face. He sniffed it for a moment before licking his fingers that had a little bit of my pre-cum. "Mm, love neg pre cum. So innocent." Dad muttered to himself. What did he mean by neg pre-cum? I had so many questions....

Biohazard is probably the worst place to get converted...most of them know they have HIV and are on meds..... Has to be said though, once I got my ass in that sling it was amazing.

first time is never what you expect... My first time with t I was traveling and looking for a nice fuck... I did g on occasion, but had never tried t. I scoured the local hookup sites for a while but wasn't finding a match. Suddenly I got an invite from a couple of guys in the hotel next door. The idea of a threesome sounded cool, so I was in. They mentioned they were smoking, but I didn't think too much of it. I was cool with drugs and thought I knew what I was getting into. I went over and we fooled around a bit. It was nice to be naked and getting some action. Then we hit the pipe. I don't remember exactly what happened in the next hour, but a little while later we were back at my hotel room and there were six guys taking turns raw bucking my neg ass. I wasn't "officially" taking loads then, which meant you could fuck me bare as long as you didn't dump in my hole. I remember clearly looking up in total bliss as this man raw fucked me and watching his face contort as he bred me three times. I spent the rest of my trip lining up cocks to fuck me. Seroconverted six months later....

But it's a chemical addiction. People who start out using like you do wind up addicts. It's one of those things where it's best not to throw stones. You may be next.

You are pretty cool raw top for doing that. Don't block me, just paying kudos.