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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.

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.

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.

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 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.”

Last night I popped into the bookstore. They have shorter hours from COVID and sometimes they close early if there aren't many people in the place. Like usual, I go back to the back room next to the dark room and strip naked except for my tennis shoes. I bundle my clothes up and carry them around with me in one hand and my poppers and lube in the other. It was a fairly thin crowd but I caught the eyes of a guy in a mask and a ballcap. He followed me back to the darkroom and as soon as I was kneeling on the sofa with my ass hanging out I felt him slide up behind me squeezing my tits while he slid a nice six inch cock into my hole. He stroked back and forth for a minute or so and then pulled out and slammed back in. Twice was all it took and he blew a load into my ass that dripped down onto my shaved balls as soon as he pulled out. I slapped my ass a couple of times and then recognized the touch of an older Hispanic guy who is usually there on Sunday evenings. He has a nice 5 inch dick that gets good and hard. He takes his time and sometimes flips me over on the sofa to bury his cock in my spread legs. I was moaning pretty good when he plowed me that way. The other guys in the bookstore were attracted by the noise and switched on flashlights from their phones. Some of them might have been filming. I'm never sure. The older guy's cock started to get extra stiff then I felt him spread me wide so he could plant it deep. I felt his hot cum squirting into my ass. He was shaking from the effort - then he pulled out and disappeared in the dark. I did a couple of laps in the place but it was clear things were winding down. A couple of people were still in the hallway so I slid back into the dark room and slapped my ass a few more times and hit my poppers while I waited. I heard some distant voices in the hallway and heard the door slam a couple of times. Voices got louder as they moved up the hallway toward me. Suddenly the dark room was brightly lit by fluorescent lights and there were two large black guys looking at me with my ass spread and cum dripping out. One of them grabbed his fly as he looked at me. "You know we're the only ones here, right?" I shook my head. Now the other one was stroking a big bulge in the front of his pants, as well. "Damn - how many loads you got in that pussy, baby?" "Two," I said. "I could use a couple more." The first one was shorter but his bulge was a lot bigger. He had a broom in his hand and leaned it against the sofa where I was spread out. His thick fingers slid up my leg and into my ass crack. He shoved his finger in with a quick plop. "Damn. I think this pussy can take fist." The other guy dropped his pants and started rubbing a thick 7 inch cock. "Then it will sure take my dick." His friend pulled his finger out while he jammed his cock into my hungry hole. I hit my poppers hard while he ground his cock all the way to his balls and lifted my ass into the air with each thrust. "Take this dick, bitch." His cock pulled almost all the way out then slid into me deeper. "Oh yes, fuck me." I moaned. His friend's hand found my nipple and started to pinch it wickedly between his long nails. It hurt like hell and I would have pulled away if I wasn't distracted by the plunging cock. I hit my poppers again between grinds and felt him starting to speed up. He leaned down low over me and whispered in my ear. "Here's a 2 day load, bitch." He started to tense up then groaned loudly. His cum was hot as it poured into me. His friend laughed and slapped me on the ass. "Fuck, yeah. That is a nice fat ass." He pulled out of me and made room for his friend. I didn't get a look at the other cock before is slammed into me. He shoved so deep I felt second sphincter give way. It really hurt and when I opened my mouth to yell the first fucker shoved his cummy cock in my mouth. There was no chance to hit the poppers and the cock in my ass was not going slow and easy. He was pounding me hard and fast. I whined as I felt the other cock slide to the back of my throat and the force of fucking shoved me down into the cushions of the couch. I was spit roasted until I cleaned the first cock in my mouth then he pulled away without a word and left the room. What felt like a baseball bat shoved through my body in the beginning had left my ass saggy and dripping cum and my mouth begging him not to stop. I tried to hit my poppers but the slamming of his thrusts spilled it onto my hand so I sniffed them from there and spread my legs even further to feel him pushing me to the pain point again. Both of us were covered with a slick sheen of sweat. He was not stopping. He meant to fuck me hard. I was crying out with every thrust. I heard his buddy in the hallway now - laughing as he pushed the broom along. For nearly 20 minutes he pounded me without stopping. His long fat cock jabbed into my prostate with every plunge. About halfway through I started cumming hands free and still he plowed on. By the end I never wanted it to stop. I was moaning and I could hear him start to wheeze more as he started to tilt his hips up. Deep in my guts his cock started spraying with such velocity I thought cum would start coming out my nose. It felt like a shower from the inside out. A voice from down the hallway said, "Stop fucking that pussy boy and get to work. We're gonna be here all night." He pulled nearly 10 inches of fat hard cock out of my ass. It flopped down as it cleared my saggy hole. He slapped me on the ass one more time then turned around and left. My legs were shaking as I pulled my sweats back on and staggered up the hallway to the door. Next time I drop by, I'm definitely staying till closing time.

I've been chatting with this guy on grindr for awhile now and we really seem to have a connection. Our first meet will be in public at a coffeeshop or something. We are both on prep and aren't that promiscuous. We have both indicated our preference to have condomless sex and breed. We both agreed that we feel comfortable without condoms after it becomes a regular thing and we get to know each other. If it looks like we are heading towards bareback sex, should we just start with it?

Alex's harem is growing LOL

Promising start

This is definitely something worth trying. I love being pushed to my limits. I love piss and would totally be okay drinking random Men’s piss. A lot of Men spit into urinals too, which is hot too. A lot of Men tell me I’m a urinal anyway, might as well do the job whenever I can. My ideal scenario would look more like the image attached. 😋

Fuck! Wish Omar was my neighbor!

Update - I've taken my first anon load! My cum slut credentials are no longer theoretical. Yesterday, on a whim, I went to sit and enjoy the sun with a book near a cruising area. It felt better to have no expectations and to not freak myself out. I'd go and have a chill Sunday and if anything happened that's a bonus. I was over thinking and stressing myself out so didn't make eye contact or follow any of the guys who sometimes walked past. After an hour or so a guy came by but didn't walk past. He crouched down to me and said "come suck me off". I said "ok" and packed up my stuff. I figured I would at least leave with cum in my belly if not in my arse. We walked through ferns to a clearing under a tree that was hidden from the outside. He was in his late 50s and on the chubby side of chunky. I clocked a wedding ring. He stood with his back to the trunk and dropped his shorts. "I don't have long" he said. I put my stuff down and took down my shorts (leaving my arseless briefs on). I thought if he felt my hole was already lubed he might go for it. I started sucking him off. His hands went straight for his own nipples and he stared down at me. I got in to cock sucker zone. Instead of bending over so that he could feel for my hole I squatted on the balls of my feet. My hands on his hips as I took his shaft down my throat.. then.... suddenly there was a hand cupping my balls! I hadn't heard anyone approach. As the hand cupped my balls his forearm was pressed hard against my hole. I made a muffled noise. The stranger's hands were now exploring me. He tapped a finger on my hole and slipped a finger in. The guy behind me said something I couldn't hear. But the guy I was sucking said "go for it". For the first time the guy I was sucking left his nipples and held my head and moved the head of his cock slightly in and out just beyond my lips. The guy behind me grabbed my hips and got me to straighten my legs bent over with the cock still in my mouth. My cheeks were parted and a tongue jabbed in to me. No rimming just a tongue fuck with lots of spitting in my hole. Then came his cock. He moved in slowly. At that moment the guy at my mouth pushed his cock down my throat and shot his wad. This shocked me and distracted me from the cock sliding deep in me. He then pulled up his shorts. "Enjoy yourselves guys, wish I could stay". With that he left. I'm now under a tree getting fucked (I assume bare) by someone who I have never seen. I'm not going to lie. I suddenly freaked out a bit. But his fucking felt so good and not knowing what he looked like, or knowing if he was bare or not, was incredible. I felt validated that what has only ever existed in my brain, is right for me in reality. He moved me forward so that I could lean on the tree trunk the other guy had been standing against. He fucked me for a while ending roughly pumping deep. "I'm cumming" is the only words he said to me. He lingered inside me stroking my back. He eventually pulled out and was using tissues or something. I didn't turn round. I pulled my shorts up and started fiddling with my bag getting out my water bottle. From behind he slapped my arse and said "cheers". I heard him walking through the ferns behind me and was gone. I felt my hole and his cum was there. I went home and felt euphoric. I kept that stranger's cum in me for as long as I could. I felt happy and unlocked. But this morning that feeling has been tarnished by some doubts and fears. I need to work on my internalised stigmas about what I am and what I like. I envy all you guys who are so free to express yourself. I think guys who can lay in a sling in a sauna taking loads without feeling self conscious or shame are heroes. I have a lot to work on to get to that place.

A bit of a different chapter but all part of Daddy fag’s journey. Don’t be afraid to comment your thoughts x Chapter 5 I pulled up outside my house. It had been 90 minutes since I messaged my wife that I was on my way home. Fuck. Thankfully she has her own car cause I left a wet cum stain on the driver’s seat. My night of indiscretion and liberation leaking out of my ass. I quietly opened the door half expecting my wife to be waiting in the living room, but the coast was clear. I snuck past the Master bedroom and could hear her quietly snoring and made my way to the family bathroom, no way was I risking the ensuite. I ran the shower nice and hot as I peeled away my pants, clinging to my ass from the cum. I leaned over slightly back towards the mirror and spread my ass cheeks. My hole looked red and puffy, a clear sign of tonight’s relentless fucking. I gently touched my hole and it stung, pushing my fingers in slightly. They were immediately coated in the pinky cummy slime. I couldn’t help myself. I scooped as much as I could and brought my fingers to my lips. I couldn’t get enough of the taste of my destroyed ass. I jumped in the shower and soaped myself up to wash away tonight’s evidence. As I began to wash my newly broken-in ass I couldn’t help but remember how powerful Leon’s cock felt invading me. Who knew this unassuming twink could be so dominant and so intoxicating. As my fingers rubbed against my sore hole my tiny prick jumped to attention, fuck hadn’t he cum enough tonight. I had to feel it again, my little cock was demanding it. I started by slipping my index finger in and I was surprised just how easily my hole gave way. Quickly I had three fingers in my ass rubbing and stretching my hole. It hurt and stung, but in a good way, it was almost comforting. As much as I tried I couldn’t reach my prostate. My fingers just weren’t long enough. I noticed a bottle of conditioner in the soap caddy, it was a bit shorter than Leon’s cock and less girthy. I grabbed it and squirted some conditioner into my hand. I lubed up the bottle and steadied myself against the shower wall. The tip of the bottle slid in fairly easy but getting the rest in wasn’t as easy. Whereas a hard cock has some movement to it, this bottle was completely straight and was staying that way. I remembered what Leon said about relaxing like I was going to the toilet. Fuck it, I’m the shower what’s a bit of mess. I relaxed and as I did the bottle started to slip in. After a few minutes there were a couple of inches left to go and I could feel the top of the bottle gently pressing against my prostate. My little dick twitched as I hit my prostate. God that felt good. My ass stung as the bottle sat there, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. I found if I tapped the bottom of the bottle it would gently press back and forth against my prostate, sending my little cock wild. As I tapped away fervently memories of my evening came flooding back. The way Leon called me Daddy Faggot, how is thick twink cock felt fucking my ass mercilessly, how hard I got when he said he was poz and realising I might get infected. Fuck did my little cock just get harder thinking about that, no I can’t want that. My negative thoughts vanished as I recalled the way Jack choked me out and called me Leon’s sloppy seconds. I couldn’t jerk my cock as I had to steady myself with one hand and tap the bottle with the other. But I didn’t need to. I could feel my little prick swelling and getting close just from the bottle in my ass. I remembered how good Leon’s cock felt inside me, pushing back and forth past my prostate and how good his hot toxic load felt exploding into my ass. I remembered how passionately he kissed me as we flopped down on the bed together. How good it felt to kiss another man, it felt nothing like the way I kissed my wife, I felt alive. With that last thought and realisation my little cock spasmed and I felt weak at the knees. It felt like an orgasm but nothing came out. Waves of pleasure passed through my body as I continued to tap and prolong the feeling. It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had but clearly I was spent from tonight’s events. After I calmed down from my shower cum I slowly pulled the bottle out of my ass. I felt empty again and my ass stung as the steam from the shower filled my hole. A stream of pink cum flowed after the bottle was removed, I once again scooped some out and devoured it. I guess I was a cum hungry fag. A cum hungry Daddy faggot. I smiled. I finished cleaning out my ass and washed the bottle the best I could. After toweling off and admiring my wrecked hole again I stuffed my cummy pants and underwear into a plastic bag. I hid it in my study before creeping into bed. --- When I woke up late the next morning my wife grilled me on where I had been. I lied as best I could and made some bullshit excuse of cops pulling up next to my car as I was trying to come home. I’m not sure she bought it but I’m sure she has no idea as to what actually happened that night. I lay in bed replaying the night’s events in my head. Not one but two cocks filling my once virgin ass. I slowly jerked my prick but it felt nowhere near as good as when my prostate was being smashed by Alpha cocks. In then hit me that I had taken not one but two poz loads in my ass. What had come over me, it was only a matter of time before the truth would come out. I started googling HIV symptoms. If I was infected I should expect a short flu in a few weeks. I started preparing my story in my head to explain it all away. *ding ding* A message popped up from a number I didn’t recognise. Leon: Thanks again for last night Daddy fag. How’s your ass feeling this morning. Oh and thanks for the gift xx It was Leon. Gift? What did he mean? *ding ding* A picture message came through of Leon with my wedding ring on a chain around his neck making a kissy face and winking. Fuck it must have fell out of my pocket as I put my pants back on. I messaged him back straight away. Me: Please I need that back. My wife would kill me. Leon: Well you know where to find it Daddy faggot xx It seemed I’d be seeing Leon again much sooner than I had imagined.

As requested...

When I first started taking any load offered, my ass was sore in between too. I got a set of plugs that I practiced with and one I leave in for 24 hrs before I plan for a lot of loads. It's made it hotter for me and allows me to take even the most aggressive and hung top. One of my FBs has a very wide cock and likes not to wait for his bottom to relax. I used to flinch and cry out when we first got together as he'd hammer in fast and balls deep right away... Now I'm still tight enough to make him happy, but relaxed enough to where I can push back on his cock immediately and let him take me like he wants. I also find that working my way up to fisting helped because I learned how to fully control my anal sphincters on demand. Good luck. Keep servicing your tops. It's our cumpdump job.

I like it tight but some bottoms tap out right when I'm in my zone and I hate that. Sometimes I don't have the patience to open them up slowly and my erection is heavy and I need to release. But the tight grip feels so good breaking it in and leaving it gaping.

Yes, thank you very much. Hoping to be poz soon then :-)

Had my first FTM boihole today and damn, he was incredible! Kept begging me to breed him so I did...twice. hole was sooooo incredible and loved how he milked me as he came.....over 'n over....

The Poz Ranch Chapter Three As I kneeled there on the cold hard floor, my mind raced. Imagining all sorts of scenarios of what was about to happen. I did feel a bit of shame of being naked and hooded, and being treating as if I was the lowest form of human since I was a fag. Three loud thuds brought me back to my senses. I heard a creak as if an old door on rusty hinges was swinging open. I soon felt two sets of hands hook me under my smooth underarms and lift me. “Walk,” a voice said, “Keep your fucking mouth shut no matter what you hear” I nodded in agreement. “One fucking word and your punishment will be extreme” We moved into what ever room was on the other side of the door. It was quiet. The floor was cold, I assumed it was either tile or stone. They led me into the center of the room. I was positioned and the hands left my body. I spread my legs a bit and put my hands behind my back, clasping them together. “Order of Men,” a familiar voice began to speak, “Today we have a new inductee for the Order of the Fledglings. He was sent to us by his parents, who were ashamed to discover that their only son, their only child was a homosexual. “ I listened closely. He said homosexual as to bring shame. “According to society, the religious society, he is a sinner, a deviant, a sodomite. Today he takes the bold step in changing his ways and embracing the God that all men show embrace.” He was speaking as if he was giving a sermon. Then I realized that this was Pastor John. “Each one of you men will teach this inductee on being a man since he comes to us as a boy. His lessons will be hard and I have confidence that he will learn quickly. Now the time has come for his induction.” Instead of applause, the sounds of thumping feet against a hard floor was heard. My skin came over in goose bumps and I shivered. The two hands were back and I was lifted up in the air. My body was turned and twisted until I was on my back on some thing cold. It felt like an examination table. My arms were pulled up over my head and secured at the wrists. I tried to move them but I couldn’t even move them an inch. I felt something slipped over my feet and pulled down my legs, just below my knee. They were tightly adjusted against my skin. My legs were pulled up in the air and then the restraint was hooked behind my neck. I tried to lower my legs, but the restraint stopped them. “The fledgling is in a position of vulnerability. As you can see, his boy cock is rock hard. Deviance on full display” Paster John said. “Deviance” chanted the audience. “In order to cure this sin, this deviance,” he said, “He must embrace it. Seek the pleasure of sin, burning his soul away from the light into the darkness” “Into the darkness” This wasn’t a place to help with my sinful desires, but a place to embrace it. Pastor John’s speech turned from cleansing my soul to corrupting it. “His body must bare the mark that we all bare. He must advertise his willingness to be unnatural.” I felt a hand caress my ass cheeks, sliding over my crack, allowing a finger to pass gently over my exposed hole. I felt it pucker and twitch as it did. I felt sensations of pleasure pass through my body. Soon the finger began to circle around my pucker causing it to twitch more and more. Slowly the finger moved to the center of it and pushed. My natural reaction was to tighten up, but that didn’t stop the finger. It pushed harder until it opened up and slide in. I felt like I was ripped open. No spit, no lube, no thing. Just a dry thick finger. “Men of the Order, it is time to prep his vessel for its first offering.” I felt the finger move inside, twisting around. The nail grazed my insides, cutting them just so slightly. Over and over my walls were cut. Pain was not too bad, but it lingered at the edge of my mind. “See the red,” Pastor John said, “his vessel is ready” I felt something larger than a finger pushing at my hole. I took deep breathes in, trying to relax but the unknown kept me tight. I felt it push harder. It pulled back and then attacked my pucker again. This time my hole opened and something popped inside. I bit my lip to keep from yelling out. I had to stay silent. What ever this was it kept pushing in deeper and deeper, all the while it was opening my hole wider and wider. I felt like I was being split open. Then I felt something soft, something like velvet next to my smooth skin. The long object was left deep in me. I breathed deep and slow working through the pain. Soon the pain eased enough to tolerate it. That’s when it slowly pulled out until just the beginning of it was inside. There was no pause, it drove deep in me a bit faster and harder. Over and over it pumped in and out of my hole. The pain soon gave way to pleasure. I moaned softly in my throat. My ab muscles were twitching which caused my hole to twitch around this object. Over and over this happened as it moved in and out. My cock was hard and leaking. I felt the building of a cum shot working its way from my balls. The object moved in faster, always going deep inside me. I knew I was not going to be able to hold off, I was going to cum. I began to breathe heavy. My cock twitched and pulsed as ropes of thick cum shot out over my stomach and chest. The object in my hole kept moving in and out, even as I shot. My cock remained hard after I shot. The object was moving in and out faster and harder. My hole was twitching around it. Sensitivity came and went and my cock remained hard as a rock. Over and over this object moved. I felt like another cum shot was building up. Within seconds of the first cum shot, I shot another one. This time it felt larger and caused my hole to twitch even more. The object kept moving in and out, hard now, faster. Over and over. It grew thicker as if it was being inflated and harder with each movement. My hole stretched more. Then it happened. The object rammed all the way in my hole and pulsed and twitched. I felt warmness invade me. “Men of the Order, his body has exhibited the deviance we know go so well with the homosexual lifestyle. His cock and balls responded to his sexuality. Ridged throughout, ridged now. Hands free ejaculation not once, but twice.” “His vessel resisted at first but embraced the invasion, accepting the gift.” The thud resumed, this time faster and louder. “His next lesson with be with Prophet Kace” The room echoed with more thuds then almost quiet. I could hear shuffling around me, as a hand pushed on my chest. No words were spoken when my legs and arms were released from their restraints. I was helped up and moved back through the door, but instead of up the stairs I was taken into another room and sat on a wooden ledge. “Once you hear the click of the lock, you may take the hood off.” I sat and listened. Click. I reached up and pulled the hood over my head. I was inside a small room like a cell. I was sitting on a wooden bed hanging from the wall. Across the room was a small toilet. No windows to the outside, only a small window in the door with bars, but something outside was blocking it. I reached around and felt my hole. It was wet. I put my finger in, then up in front of my face. My finger looked like it had cum on it. Was I just fucked?

I don’t mind if the bottom is hard or soft. if it’s soft it means I don’t need to care about them and can fuck as hard and deep as I want without trying to hit their prostate. if it’s hard then I like to treat it like an oversized overactive clit. I’d be more interested in if I can fuck the cum out of a bottom, If I can slap around their cock and balls and most importantly, if they can stay horny after cumming. Hottest thing is getting a bottom to cum on your cock then using it as lube to fuck them. Guaranteed to tighten their hole also after they cum.

SOP is great. Was horny to see someone I'd been at a work conference with that day, in there in waders and rubber jock like I was. Made sure we bred and baptised each other

Just another wasted youth (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** “How old are you bitch?” I asked him, while pulling his nipples through his t-shirt. “18” he moaned. “I turned 18 two days ago” “Aaawwww… and now we seem to be your gift” I smiled. The boy smiles back at me. “Keep yourself dizzy bitch” I encouraged to sniff at the poppers bottle as often as he could. “Enjoy your ride to hell” I stated and my buddies and I laughed loudly while we held this twats body up. “Wouldn’t you enjoy to get fucked by everyone in this darkroom?” I whispered. “Imagine all the cocks getting hard, just because of your cute butt” “They sure would enjoy pounding your sweet loyal cunt” my mate grunted. “I don’t know” the youth replied. “You guys got big dicks…. I am horny for big dicks tonight” he replied. “A true bottom should never refuse a hard cock – not on a night like this” I tried to persuade him. “I love my boyfriend… I don’t want to cheat on him” said the twink who just got his ass fucked by totally strangers. “You are not… tonight your boyfriend isn’t here. You miss him so much, that is why you allowed us to plow your ass….” I talked to him soothingly. “It is your boyfriends fault. He should have been here with you at your birthday party. But don’t worry about it, no one needs to know, that you are a greedy little ass cunt.” The guy behind the twink had his hands on the youths shoulders and fucked him high speed. “Yeah…. it is all *grunts* his fault. He should have been here with me, instead of working for his company…..oooooh - I got needs” he moaned. “Yeah and let the guys here fulfill your needs just for tonight. Tomorrow your boyfriend will get to love you anyway and you love him, but tonight we are here to please your cunt” “Doesn’t it feel good to have a big cock up your ass, jamming your tight entrance…. give us the chance to make you feel good. Let’s make you the star of this night… let all the guys here fuck your ass…. just so, because you can do it…. and you do it so good baby.” I whispered those words into his ear. “Don’t reject anyone… see every cock as a present for you to set a new world record in getting charged up in one night – don’t be a fool to let this chance pass you by….” I continued to talk him into. “You don’t even have to look at the guys. Just stay here, look at the wall and imagine your ass a deposit for cum. Take another whiff….. Yeah….. imagine you are just a hole to us. Help us to get off…. into your sweet little body.” “Oooooh fuck…. your cock feels so good…..and maybe I should let you all fuck my pussy – but only tonight” the lad agreed. “Yeah – only for tonight slut” I answered satisfied. “And only with condoms….” he insisted. This was ridiculous. There he was – a totally drunk teen and buzzed up with poppers and still he had the audacity to demand safe fucks? I sighed deeply and looked at our third mate, who would have been the next to fuck this toad. “Sorry man… then you can’t fuck him with your 12 incher” I winked at him. “Man…. what the fuck….?” he complained. “You know his dick is so huge and thick… he has really problems finding condoms which would fit him.” I explained to our target. He peered at the next cock and seemed to be mesmerized. “Ooooooh *sighs* your cock is fucking beautiful. I have never seen a real dick being so thick and long” he moaned. “And do you see how much he looked forward to demolish your hole? Look at the streams of precum, dripping to the floor already.” I brought his attention to my pals Gono infection. But he was so swept away, that he really didn’t draw the conclusion or maybe it was simply too dark. He asked instead if he could lick his ‘precum’ away. “Of course” my friend said and while still getting fucked up the ass, the lad bent a little to the side and started sucking his fag beater. After only two minutes he got up again and asked my mate ‘Are you okay?’ “I feel great….” my pal replied. “No I mean, are you healthy……?” he mumbled under the influence of the alcohol. “Yeah faggot. Don’t worry I am clean” he lied stealthily. In the meanwhile the second fucker reached his orgasm and ejaculated the second high POZ load flooded the boys’ sewer. “Okay…. then fuck my ass raw.” he whispered. “What?” my mate answered as he was hard of hearing. “FUCK ME RAW” the twink shouted. “Gentlemen…..this twink just turned 18 two days ago and he is willing to accept the gift…. Please…..make sure you make room to those who are willing to share…..” I exclaimed. “You want to get charged up, right?” I asked him loudly. “Yeah man, charge me up with your dicks” he moaned. “I didn’t hear you?” I teased him. “OH FUCK….. GIVE ME YOUR COCKS….. *moans* CHARGE ME UP PLEASE!” he almost cried out. In no time we had a nice crowd of guys gathering around to take part at this spectacle. While our last friend started penetrating the boys’ hole, the twink moaned in pleasure and pain. 12 inch of hard cock meat worked his way up the lads’ ass cunt. “Ooooooh yeah…. this is it….. fuck me…. FUCK….. batter me with your huge dick” he begged. “Don’t worry pups…. I will fuck you hard and give you all I got…..” he snickered.

Part 2 After swallowing my roommate’s cum, which I actually found tasty, I was ordered on the bed by Jeff, “On the bed slam bitch!” Jeff and Mark disappeared into the bathroom as I smoked some more from the pipe and Caleb sat on the edge of the bed recovering from his orgasm. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen as Caleb looked at me and let me know, “You did a fantastic job sucking my cock roomy. Did you enjoy it as much as I did?” As I was taking a hit on the pipe I shrugged my shoulders in an ‘I don’t know’ fashion. Caleb added, “Were going to have a lot more times like this back at the dorm once we get you completely out of your shell. If you like the pipe as much as you’ve been sucking on it, you’re going to love slamming.” Caleb rubbed my leg as he said this and I was blowing out a big cloud. Just then Jeff and Mark came out of the bedroom with 4 syringes in their hands and a couple pieces of rubber strips over their shoulders. Mark said, “Let’s do this?” Caleb took one of the syringes and approached my left side while Jeff and Mark were fixing the rubber strip on their upper arms. Caleb told me to relax as he tied the rubber strip on my upper arm just like Jeff and Mark had done to themselves. I watched Jeff and Mark take the syringe each had and stick it into their own arm as I felt a cool sensation on my arm. I looked to watch Caleb stick the needle into a very prominent vein as I heard coughing coming from Jeff and Mark. I looked over to see the two naked guys start to kiss with very noticeable hard dicks. After Caleb pulled the needle from my arm he quickly tells me “You will probably feel the temperature in the room jump and a mild difficulty to breathe before you cough out a few times as your breathing and heart rate will increase. Just ride your rush and let us do the work.” Caleb leaned in and kissed me as I felt him pull the rubber band form my arm. Just as he had described I felt the temperature jump and I coughed out and my breathing and heart speed up. While I felt my body become more sensitive Jeff and Mark joined me on the bed and Caleb did his own injection (I later learned was called a slam). All I could say was “Fuck, I feel fantastic.” Jeff let me know that they knew I would enjoy all this when Caleb first told us you were a virgin and never seemed interested in the opposite sex. I hear Caleb cough out as I felt Mark push my legs up and begin to lick my ass. As Jeff moved in to kiss me. I accepted the kiss with a passion I never knew I had inside me. As the two roommates were working on me I saw Caleb approach with his dick fully hard again. Jeff pulled away allowing Caleb to place his cock at my lips. This time I didn’t need a bet to open my mouth as I let Caleb slide his cock inside my mouth for the second time that night. As I sucked Caleb’s cock I felt my legs pushed farther up as the ‘attention’ my ass was getting stopped. Caleb seemed to know what I was thinking as he said to me, “Shh, don’t worry, your hole will soon be filled more than you ever thought possible” as I felt something stiff (yet soft) begin to push inside me. I thought it was going to hurt when I felt the greatest pleasure I had never felt before. Caleb took his cock from my mouth as I looked between my legs to see Mark kneeling there pushing his cock inside my ass. My head was pulled to my right side and Jeff gave me his cock to suck. Caleb moved in behind Mark while I started to suck Jeff. Mark pushed his cock deep inside me as it looked like Caleb was working his cock inside Mark. Once they were positioned Mark resumed fucking me and himself back onto Caleb’s cock. I’m not sure how long we were in that position before I heard Mark grunt out and I felt his cock spasm inside my ass. Mark leaned in kissed me and pulled his softening cock from my ass. He was replaced by Jeff who slid inside my hole very easily followed by Caleb sticking his cock inside Jeff. Jeff began the same thing Mark had just done fucking me and himself back on Caleb. Mark moved up to my head and put his limp cock at my lips. I was already opening my mouth as he told me to clean his cock off. The taste of Mark’s cock was slightly different then Caleb’s tasted. That’s when I heard Jeff ask me, “Yeah, you like the taste of your ass on my cock mixed with my cum, don’t you?” Again I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when I heard Jeff begin to moan and groan that I never heard from Mark and he let it known that he was about to fill me with his load. I felt his cock expand and spasm within me as he filled me with his load. After he was done filling me he leaned in for a kiss and pulled out letting Caleb get his turn at my ass. Caleb quickly filled me with his monster of a cock as Jeff had me clean his off. While I had Jeff inside my mouth I felt a ‘push’ from Jeff as I saw Mark was behind him apparently sliding his cock inside his roommate’s hole. Caleb was slowly fucking me as I sucked Jeff who was getting fucked by Mark. It was almost like a scene from a porno. I felt Jeff’s cock begin to harden in my mouth as Caleb began to really work my ass. I’m not sure how long we were in this position but I could tell that it seemed that Mark and Jeff were getting close. It seemed that the two came almost simultaneously as I was eating my second load of cum. The two roommates took a seat on the edge of the bed as they watched Caleb start to pound my ass. Caleb’s cock felt great inside me as it felt like it kept getting harder and harder. Almost like he did when I sucked his cock he reached down, rubbed my chest as he complimented me on how great my ass felt, how tight my body looked and what a great year we were going to have from this point on. Caleb leaned in to kiss me as I felt him explode deep inside me. After our kiss as he kept working his cock inside my cum filled hole we looked into each other’s eyes as if we made a life altering connection. This went on for two more days with a few more slams to keep us going before we headed back to the dorms. By the time Caleb and I got back to our room I was drained and ready to sleep. It was apparent that things were going to change, instead of climbing into my bed, Caleb and I climbed into his together. Our life as roommates did change. I have to remember to thank the dorm manager for making this arrangement.

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....