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The thumping music was doing nothing to settle my mood. I nodded across the table at my colleagues giving all the non verbals to show I was still engaged in the non-existent conversation. Why had I agreed to come out? A works do for someone moving departments seemed so unnecessary. They weren't leaving; for fuck's sake we'd all see each other tomorrow albeit in passing. I had initially resisted the invitation being as I was nearly 20 years older than a few of the team but they had cajoled that I was, after all, their supervisor and I relented. It didn't help that I would often joke that being 40 wasn't at all passed it. That was always going to come back at me. So here I was. Feeling the effects of the few drinks I had quickly downed believing it would make me more sociable. Instead my head was thrumming from the music being blasted through the pub. OK it wasn't all bad. I did actually like my team and I would miss working alongside Sean, but he definitely deserved the promotion. It was a shame that such a hottie was leaving my section; not that I would ever mix work and play. Still I had plenty of eyecandy to let my eyes wander over as the drinks continued flowing. A packed bar on a Friday night is always good to get the imagination going, even if there's no intention of following through on anything. The positions around the table changed as more drinks flowed. Conversations, such as they were, merged into one another. TV, sport, politics (yawn), work (inevitable), gardening (where did that come from?), bitching about work. Laughing at those returning from the bar as they tried to pick up the threads they thought were still ongoing. Maybe I was actually enjoying myself. I end up sitting next to Sean and just chatting. Because of the volume we would frequently lean in to make ourselves heard and I, more than once, was very glad the lighting was also low so no-one would notice the flush to my face each time he would lean in to say something in my ear. Or maybe they would think it was the drink? Fuck I could feel my cock rise in my jeans just from being this close. No way was I standing up until this goes down. Why did he have to be so god-damn hot? All things move on and the music lowered and the glasses emptied and finally from the bar the call of, "Time!" We all say our goodbyes, some wander off in search of late-night food, some climb into taxis. I start to walk away. "James!" I look back and see Sean waving as he jogs to catch up. "Walking?" I try not to state the obvious and smile slightly drunkenly. "Yeah, just going to walk off some of the booze. Get some air." "Good idea," Sean grins as he matches step with me, "I was heading this way anyway." Heading away from the bar through the city centre we chat a meaningless ramble that is completely fuelled by our drinking, but it's easy and pleasant and all too soon we reach the divide to our paths. "It's been good." Sean starts and I reach out to shake his hand. He clasps my hand but then, to my surprise, pulls me into a hug. As he grips me I feel my body start to respond with the blood I desperately need for thought flowing straight to my dick. I break the hug hoping that nothing has been noticed but Sean is grinning massively as he steps away, and waves as he starts heading off. Embarrassed but undeniably horny I continue my own journey along the opposite road. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" I think to myself as I walk. He clearly felt my hardon and it must have been obvious as to the cause. And then? He just walks off, why hug me? Dammit I need to sober up more and deal with anything tomorrow. No. Or. Fuck it, I'm still drunk enough to be stupid and horny enough to need to be. I begin to alter my route and head through one of the city center parks that just happens to be, more or less, on my way home. I know these paths very well having walked them numerous times before and always with the same purpose in mind. Before too long I am heading along a darkened pathway with bushes all along one side that separate the city from the green expanse of the park that stretches away into the night. Following this path leads to a small rise given over to a small wooded area. Benches line the walkway to give daytime lunch-goers a brief natural respite from the many surrounding office buildings. At night however this area has an altogether different reputation. As I get closer small clusters of trees dot the approach to the woods and I can already see shadows of people among the trees. One or two sat on benches watching with interest. A few moans drift through the night and, if you were to listen intently, you can make out the soft slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh. These sounds alone would have me desperate to make noises of my own, but half-cut and half-hard as I was when entered the park I feel my horniness ramp up to 11. I absentmindedly rub my cock through my jeans as I reach the treeline and step into to natural darkroom the local council so thoughtfully provided. After a few moments to allow me to get my bearings I carefully pick my way through the darkened grove toward what I know to be the popular hollows. I pass one couple already engaged and watch for a few moments as one kneels and hungrily devours the cock of the man in front of him, smiling to myself I move on recognising that they are quite content in each other's company. Not too much further on I see a guy leaning back against a tree, cock in hand, stroking slowly but firmly. I guess him to be mid-twenties, slim and wearing a tracksuit the bottoms of which are pushed to mid thigh. Definitely a good start. I approach and as he looks at me he shakes his cock a little as an invitation I cannot refuse. Now right in front of him I reach out and take hold of his cock at which point his hands fall to his sides happy to let me take over for him. I start by slowly feeling him all over. A good, solid seven inches. Nice foreskin to slide back and forth teasing that cockhead making a dewdrop of precum bead on his piss-slit. I lick my lips and drop to my knees. At this my new acquaintance rests his hand on my shoulders as I lean in and begin to lick and kiss his shaft. Working my lips up to the tip where I lap at the precum and slide the head between my lips as I slide him deep into my mouth. I run my tongue around him as I push myself all the way down onto his dick wanting him to recognise the need in me. He grunts appreciatively and rocks his hips while his hands grip my shoulders a little more firmly. Working together, me bobbing my head whilst he begins a slow fucking motion, it isn't long before that dick is nice and slick with my spit and I am moaning in cocksucker joy. After a few minutes of lovingly sucking this sweet dick I slide my mouth off and, while sliding my hand up and down him to keep him on the boil, gasp up at him. "You want to fuck?" There really is no need for small talk in a place like this. He looks down and shakes his head. "Nah man, I don't fuck. You want me to cum in your mouth that's fine but I'm not after anything else." I can't pretend I'm not a little disappointed but I simply say, "Shame." Then I slide him back into my mouth and go to work bringing him off with every trick I know. I squeeze and release the base of his shaft as I suck and lap around his cockhead. Flicking my tongue over his pisshole then deep-throating him again. I reach around and massage his tight arse cheeks and run my hands over his, admittedly very nice, body. All of this has him moaning and I can feel the slow rocking motion he started with pick up pace. Now as I suck and wank his soaking dick he is fucking my face. His fingers clenching and unclenching as he starts to lose control. "Unh Fuck!" He groans as he throws his head back. His cock pulses and I slide my lips down to the very tip wanting to catch this load all across my tongue. I time it well and receive a hot mouthful on the first spurt, then two smaller bursts of sperm splash into me. I slide him back deep into my mouth coating his cock with his load and then sucking hard I lick that cum back from him and make a show of swallowing it all down as I look up at him. "Damn!" He is panting and pulling up his trakkie bottoms. "That was fucking awesome!" He smiles and steps away. I stay on my knees as he disappears into the darkness. I can feel my own cock throbbing in my jeans. Fuck I definitely need more. Savouring the flavour of the load still coating the inside of my mouth I stand and begin the search for another cock. I still have a decent buzz from the earlier drinks and that is definitely tamping down any inhibitions I might otherwise have. I decide to take my direction from the guy who's spunk I can still detect a lingering taste of. I find a corner and lower my jeans; I very often go commando and tonight is no exception. I pause at my knees and then think, "Fuck it!" I push them all the way down. I grip my cock and start a long slow stroke as I do I put my other hand out in front of me and grab onto a low branch of the tree I am next to. This makes me lean forward and push my backside out as an open invitation to, well, anyone that catches me in this position. For a minute I am caught up in the pleasure I'm bringing myself and I stop concentrating on my surroundings, long enough for me to not notice as someone steps up. The first thing I know for sure is the strange hand exploring my arse. I gasp at the surprise and let go of my now very hard dick reaching to place both hands on the tree leaving myself completely vulnerable. Somehow I manage not to look around telling myself this is exactly what I wanted to happen. "Nice." The whisper behind me gives nothing away other than its a man. I have no picture in my head of his age. All I know is that I offered myself up and he has stepped up to the table. I feel slightly roughened hands run over both my cheeks. They knead and rub and spread me wide. Then I feel hot breath on my hole and I moan in absolute pleasure. Also I say a silent thank you to my sober self for showering very thoroughly earlier clearly knowing what drunk me is like. The first press of his tongue on my hole is like electricity. I cannot help but groan aloud and press myself backwards onto the searching tongue. Firm hands grip my arse and spread me wide and a voice from behind tells me to, "Push down. Open that hole for me." Like an instinct I just follow the command and I push. Heat and pressure have me grunting in the darkness. This man who I still have no idea about is alternating between shoving his tongue up me and then sucking hard at my hole. I can feel myself opening wider by degrees and the pure joy at the feelings is intense. Before too much time has passed I am panting as though riding the edge of an orgasm I just cannot achieve. My cock is leaking and my body is quivering, but despite the intensity of the feeling I am never allowed to crest. Clearly the man behind me is a maestro and I am more than happy to be his instrument of choice. I cannot even verbalise how good I am feeling. I am simply holding on to the tree and letting my body become his. He tongues me, and laps at me, and sucks hard at my opening. Then I feel fingers slide into me, probing and spreading me more. A slow and constant fuck motion that is pressing my buttons even more than the rim job I had just been subjected to. "Not bad boy. Three fingers all the way in first go." I manage to find my voice and stammer between my gasps, "Unh...it..its ahhh....definitely not, ohmygod!...Not my...fuuuuck...First time." "Good boy. Breaking in newbies always takes too much time. Guess there's no need to hold back then." I shudder at the implication there but I still hold position. I hear him rise and then feel a blunt pressure against my slick and open arsehole. He takes hold of my waist, shoves forward and I grit my teeth and hiss expecting at least the burn of first penetration. Instead my breath becomes a very drawn out and laboured moan as my hole, so expertly opened, becomes his cunt to use. A brief thought crosses my mind about protection, but drunk me is in charge now and he is basically doing a little dance with his fingers in his ears going, "lalalalala I can't hear you...just enjoy it slut!" My eyes roll back and I push hard onto the strange cock that has just been given free reign to do whatever it wants to me. He starts a slow and steady pumping rhythm. Holding my waist tight, fingers digging into my sides to let me know he has control. I am open but he is thick and I feel every thrust. Because of the angle his cock is pressing harder against my front inner walls and he is grinding it with every shove as he fucks me. And this is a fuck. This is all about cock and hole. Shoving inside and taking pleasure. He is making breathy noises as he slaps his hips to mine, driving that thick fuck tool in and out of me and I, in turn, am panting as I hold on and try to take it like a true slut. Apart from a few moaned fuck yeahs and take its the sex is all soundtracked by the sound of his flesh hitting mine and my wet hole accepting his cock in a quickening pace. After the amazing rimming I had received this sudden fucking again has me closing in on a climax I so desperately need but can't quite reach. I meet his thrusts and we speed up together. Moving just enough to keep his cock in me but fast enough that we are slamming against each other. I can just imagine how far away we can be heard in the night air and that thought makes my cock lurch and my arsehole clench around his invading dick. Squeezing my hole down on him like that makes him dig his fingers into my sides very hard. He is definitely leaving his mark on me. He grunts and almost collapses over my back and I feel him shaking and moaning, his hot breath raking my ear as his orgasm consumes him. I feel his body tense and relax, his cock following suit inside me and I know his cum is flowing into me. I relax my grip on the tree, and swallow a few deep breaths. Fuck that felt so good. It takes a good few seconds to compose ourselves. He slides his wilting cock from my now dripping cunt and softly pats my arsecheek. "Damn good fuck boy." I start to stand but his hand presses more firmly. "You stay where you are. Don't you move 'till I'm gone." I don't know why but I just nod and mumble, "yessir." "I knew you'd be a good boy." A single affectionate pat on my naked skin is all I feel to let me know he is leaving. I hear his footfalls get quieter and yet I remain. Half naked and cum soaking into me, waiting for whatever the night will bring. After only a few moments I decide to relieve some of my horniness and I slide to my knees on the cool earth. With my legs wide apart I take hold of my dick and start to wank. Enjoying the night air I throw caution to the wind and undo my shirt allowing it to slip from my shoulders and onto the floor behind me. Now, to all intents and purposes, naked I start to masturbate freely. As my hand massages my swollen cock I slide my other hand between my legs and begin to finger my cum slicked hole, occasionally reaching up to suck the recently deposited sperm into my eager mouth. I feel like such a slut, knowing that it's a massive risk but not caring at all. I want to be found, naked and panting as I wank and finger fuck my soaking fuckhole. "You dirty cunt!" Although startled by the voice I am too far gone and cannot stop pumping my fingers up my arse while wanking hard. As the owner of the voice steps in front of me it's too much and my cum shoots from the tip of my cock, over my fingers and onto the ground. Looking up at the guy whose appearance just caused my balls to unload and I see a young guy. Cute face and decent build wearing jeans and a t-shirt and very clearly rubbing his growing bulge as he looks down on me. Still in a lust driven trance I raise my hand and lick up the cum that spilled across my hand never breaking eye-contact. I don't know what's happening to me. Maybe it's the location, maybe it's the earlier drinks, or maybe I'm letting out my inner slut in a way I never have. Usually once I cum I get self conscious and need to withdraw by myself. Now, I remain kneeling and sucking my fingers to relish the spermy flavour. My cock remains half hard as it becomes obvious that I need so much more than just a single release. The guy in front of me tugs at his jeans and pulls out his own hard cock and pulls the foreskin back showing off the flared tip. I lick my lips and lean in to take this delicious looking tool in my oh so hungry mouth but he pulls back and chuckles. "Uh-uh! Not so fast faggot. You have to earn this cock." I stared dumbly up at him, I must look completely fucking desperate. Kneeling before him stripped with my cock still dripping from my recent ejaculation. My mouth wordlessly opening and closing as I try to process this. "What do I do?" It's the only thing I can ask, and right now I'm prepared to do anything for this rigid dick pointing at my face. "Yeah, you really want this cock don't you faggot?" "P..please.." Fuck! I am desperate. "You'll do anything to get it right?" I just nod up at him "That's what I thought." As he says this I can see him tense. He grunts a little then his cock jumps and the hot spray hits me square in the face soaking me. He directs his cock hosing me down with his powerful stream of piss. Showering me from my head down my chest and back up. "Open wide faggot." I follow his instruction without thinking and my mouth is flooded with the hot cascade. "Drink it down you dirty cunt." I let my mouth fill and swallow closing my lips to do so. This causes the jet to splash all over my face. The taste isn't strong, kind of sweet and salty at the same time. Not like I imagined and I gulp what I can down before his tanks empty. Partly I want to show this guy how willing I am, but also because I have just discovered a new thing I like. He quickly shakes his cock and the last drops of piss splash across my cheek and he just laughs. "Fair play faggot. That was hot. Now. Turn around and push that pussy my way." I do as he tells me and, on my hands and knees, I push my arse out for his use. There is no build up, no ceremony to this coupling. He quickly kneels behind me, lines his cock up and shoves all the way in. "Fuuuuck yessss!" I moan into the night air. Balls deep and hitting all the right spots, he grinds inside then slides all the way out. I feel the cool air brush my hole for a second before he slams right back inside making my whole body lurch forward. I tense my arms and push back knowing he is intending to give me a workout. I am not wrong. He slam fucks me hard and fast. Long dicking my cunt for all he is worth. I push back hard, tensing myself to take the pounding of a lifetime. There is simply no way I can keep quiet and I am soon shouting out in pleasure as his cock forces my body to convulse. I am literally shaking all over as he relentlessly fucks me. I have completely forgotten how public we are and I am begging him for his cum while he takes total possession of me. I have no idea how long this lasted. It could have been five minutes or thirty. My mind was gone. Just gone. My face is in the dirt as I try to push my arse up for him. With a gutteral shout he shoves deep. Once. Twice. Then holds himself all the way in me as his body shudders in climax. "Fucking hell." I couldn't agree more but I am in no state to respond. I sigh a little as he withdraws and my efforts to push myself up only result in me rolling onto my back under the trees. I watch him as he makes himself decent and starts to walk away. He pauses and looks back. "Nice one faggot." And he's gone. After a few panting minutes I attempt to recover myself. At least the air has mostly dried me now, although I still unmistakably smell of piss and spunk. As I rise to my knees and begin to pull on my shirt a voice comes out of the dark. "That was quite a fucking show. I wish I'd headed this way earlier." Fuck. I know that voice. It's Sean.

Thank you for patience horny readers. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I am loving the speculation keep it coming. Chapter 7 As I stood there frozen with Troy’s hand on my little dick only my shorts and underwear between us I realised how big his hands were. I couldn’t help but imagine them manhandling me while he had his way with me. My little dick began to stir at the thought. A jolt of pain shot through my balls and up into my gut as Troy's hand firmly closed around my little dick and balls with a vise-like grip. “Did I say you could get hard faggot?” Troy shouted. “P-p-please let go” I managed to get out through the pain. Troy's hand tightened around my pathetic little cock and pain increased greatly. “Answer me faggot. Did I say you could get hard?” Troy repeated angrily. “N-n-no Sir” I managed as tears began to well in my eyes. “Now what do you say fag?” Troy asked while twisting his hand to one side causing and even sharper jolt of pain. “S-ss-ss-sorry Sir” I began to sob. “Good slut” Troy said as he released his grip on my nuts as I doubled over on the floor in pain. “Come on Troy, play nice, you don’t want him looking all red in the face for Leon do you?” Charlie interrupted. *smack* Troy’s hand firmly slapped Charlie’s ass. “That’s for assuming what Leon wants” Troy retorted. “Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy” Charlie replied immediately. The way Charlie said Daddy to Troy was completely different to how he called me Daddy. It’s strange how just a small change in tone can make a word sound. *smack* Troy’s hand slapped Charlie’s ass again even harder. “And that one's for not having your butt plug in. Let’s hope you can handle me without the warm up.” Troy said with an evil grin. “Yes Sir, sorry Sir” Charlie replied, knowing his place. “Now you know I don’t like to hurt you baby girl but how else will you learn?” Troy said, almost sounding cutesy with Charlie. “Yes Daddy I know, I’m so grateful you have such patience with me” Charlie said, sounding full of love for Troy. From the outside their relationship seemed unhealthy but I couldn’t help but wish it was me, it seemed so comforting. I laid there on the floor cupping my balls which still ached. Troy threw Charlie down on the couch. Charlie instinctively removed his shorts. Troy removed his singlet revealing this chiseled body, honestly it was beautiful, I don’t think I’d seen such a fit body in the flesh. Around his belly button he had a biohazard tattoo, it looked pretty cool on him. He then dropped his shorts revealing a black jockstrap that could barely contain his cock which was now clearly hard. He hooked his thumbs under the band of his jockstrap releasing his thick veiny monster of a cock. It was the thickest cock out of him, Leon and Jack, easily. He was uncut with a huge pink bell shaped head. His cock was about as long as Leon’s maybe a little bigger, but certainly more terrifying a prospect due to the girth. Charlie had laid down on the couch hooking his arms under his knees presenting his ass to the world. I could see his hole was tightening and relaxing, almost like it was begging to be fucked. Troy leaned down with his jock in hand and shoved it into my mouth. “Gotta keep you gagged fag. Don’t want your whimpers ruining my fuck. You keep these in until I say so. Understood faggot?” Troy barked at me. “Yes Sir” I said muffled through the jock as I nodded, tears falling from my eyes. “Good faggot” he said with a smirk smacking me lightly on the cheek. His jock tasted strongly of sweat and precum. Honestly I couldn’t get enough of the taste and smell as I gently chewed it in my mouth. I tried to hide my growing boner so as not to risk any more punishment. “Now had you been good baby girl and worn your plug as instructed you’d already be lubed up. All we have is spit now” Troy barked, spitting into his hand and rubbing it up and down his thick throbbing cock, ignoring the bottle of lube that was sitting on the coffee table. “Yes Daddy, please be gentle, I’m really sorry, swear” Charlie said in a soft submissive voice but in a way that made it seem like he’d planned for this all along. Troy spat on Charlie’s pink little hole and and began to rub it in. “You see faggot, inferior subs like you and Charlie need to be taught your place in the world one way or another” he said turning his head towards me and flashing a menacing grin. “Yes Sir” I said, muffled through his intoxicating jock nodding my head. I didn’t even think twice in responding. I could just feel within me that I had to, that it felt right. Without warning Troy pressed the large bell shaped head of his superior cock into Charlie’s hole. What from the outside appeared to be an impossibly tight pussy seemed to easily open up and accept Troy’s thick coke can cock. Charlie yelped a little as Troy continued to push his cock deep inside his willing hole. Charlie was moaning as Troy worked his cock in and out of faggot hole pushing deeper with each thrust. “I need it Daddy. I need to feel your Superior Alpha Cock destroy my sissy hole” Charlie whined with his closed, biting his bottom lip after. “You see Daddy fag, inferior sissies like my baby girl Charlie here need to feel a real cock deep inside them. They are addicted, hard wired since birth to require cock on a daily basis to satisfy their base needs and make them whole” Troy said making eye contact with me like he was bestowing ancient wisdom on to me. “Yes Sir” I nodded again through the jock. My hole began to twitch hearing his words. Troy shifted his focus back to Charlie as he was now balls deep in his ass. “Now baby girl, let's hope you don’t forget your plug next time” Troy grunted. “Yes Sir” Charlie whimpered. *smack* Troy’s hand had come down quickly and slapped Charlie hard across the face. “I’ll tell you when I want to hear your faggy voice sissy” Troy laughed before spitting in Charlie’s face. Charlie opened his mouth and Troy snorted through the back of his nose and spat a big phlegmy wad right to the back of his throat. Charlie devoured the spit like it was his last meal. Troy started to pick up the pace as his cock went from tip to base and back again in long full strokes fucking Charlie’s desperate pussy. His grunts overwhelming Charlie’s high pitched yelps. Without even thinking I had slipped my hand down the back of my shorts and had begun lightly circling my hole. Without spit or lube I still felt an overwhelming desire to finger myself. Troy was now jackhammering Charlie’s ass in full strokes tip and base, it was the fastest I’d seen anyone fuck a fag, even in porn. Troy was incredibly rough and Charlie seemed to be loving it. I had managed to slip the tip of my finger into my hole, it hurt a little without lube but the pain felt so good almost like I needed the pain. Troy began to slow down slowly pulling his cock completely out of Charlie’s hole, it gaped wide as the cock head popped out. “Tighten!” Troy commanded. Charlie clenched his hole as Troy plunged his straight back in almost ripping open Charlie’s little hole. This continued with Troy making Charlie clench his gaping hole so he could continue to invade it. I couldn’t help but notice Charlie’s caged cock leaking while still appearing soft. My cock pathetic prick was now rock hard a full 3 inches and leaking like crazy as I now had a full finger in my ass. I couldn’t reach my prostate but it still felt amazing as I tried to work a second finger in. Troy pulled his cock out one more time revealing Charlie’s quivering well fucked hole. “Flip sissy” Troy ordered. Without hesitation Charlie flipped over onto his stomach, one leg dangling off the couch the other bent up beside his body. Troy wasted no time to plunge deep into Charlie’s fag hole. Both hands gripping his waist above his bubble butt. Charlie looked at me smiling as tears welled in his eyes. I don’t think they were tears of pain but tears of happiness. Charlie was in his natural place and loved it. As Troy picked up the pace of his relentless fucking he placed his foot on the side of Charlie’s face and pushed it into him hard. Charlie yelped out in pain and lust. I was now three fingers deep in my hole furiously fucking and spreading my hole open desperate to have it filled. Charlie reached out with his hand and I grabbed it with my free hand. The way he held it was not for support but in a way that felt like he wanted me to share in this moment. His eyes rolled back in his head as Troy forcefully fucked him. “Are you ready baby girl? Ready for Daddy’s toxic load to recharge you?” Troy grunted. “Please Daddy!” Charlie moaned his eyes rolling back in his head. *thump* Troy picked his foot up and kicked it into Charlie’s head. “What did I say about speaking fag?” Troy said gleefully. It was like Charlie knew what would happen and wanted it. And toxic? Troy was poz? Is everyone poz in this house I thought to myself. Troy was now grunting as he fucked Charlie with long fast strokes. “Here it comes sissy. Take Daddy’s toxic gift” Troy moaned as he bucked 8 or 9 times into Charlie’s hole filling him with his hot poz cum. He immediately stood up and came right up in front of me pulling the jock out of my mouth. It was great to breathe properly again but I missed his taste. “Clean this off faggot” he commanded waving his cock in my face. I just nodded, not wanting to be slapped like Charlie was. I dove onto his thick veiny cock hungrily, pull my fingers out of my ass as I did. It had been less than 24 hours since I last had cock in my mouth but I had missed it and I felt fulfilled trying to take as much of his monster cock into my mouth. “Don’t bite off more than you can chew fag. An untrained slut like you won’t be able to take much of my Superior Cock. Just lick it off and get it clean” Troy laughed. I did as I was told and cleaned the mix of salty sweet cum and Charlie’s ass juice of Troy's intimidating cock. As I did Charlie was cleaning his own cum off the couch with his mouth. Troy must have fucked the cum out of him. Troy pushed me off his cock and grabbed an energy drink from his bag. Charlie came over to me and grabbed the back of my head pulling me into an intimate kiss. As he opened my mouth with his tongue he pushed his cum into my mouth and licked the inside of my mouth to take some of Troy’s into his. I greedily reciprocated as the cum mixed in our mouths. “Hungry fags” Troy smirked as he downed the rest of his drink. He was still rock hard and his cock seemed to be throbbing. “I am so happy you could share that with me. Sister” Charlie said gently, breaking off our kiss. He threw the empty bottle on the ground and walked over to us pulling us apart. “That’s enough faggots, now its your turn Daddy fag” Troy said with an evil look in his eyes. He pushed my body onto the couch and dropped to his knees landing in the back of mine, I let out a yell of incredible pain. “Spit sissy” Troy barked at Charlie as he spread my ass cheeks. Charlie spat what was left of the cum in his mouth onto my hungry aching hole. No way could I take someone as big as Troy even with the cocks I had taken yesterday. I could feel the head of his cock slapping against my hole and then a small amount of pressure. At that moment the front door opened. I turned my head to see Leon and Jack walkthrough. Leon’s wide grinning face turned to anger. “What the fuck's going on Troy?” Leon yelled. Immediately Troy leapt up from his position behind me and stood in front of Leon and Jack. to be continued....

New chapter coming in a couple of hours. Thank you all for your kind words and patience. I love the speculation of where the story is going and some great ideas so who knows what might happen to our desperate Daddy faggot x

Sweet! Thank you so much for the feedback so far, I have been promising myself to actually finish one of my multiple chapter stories and hopefully go back to a few I have written but haven't typed on the site. I will always try and keep you fellas entertained and turned up with the story progression, and tweak it if it is lacking something. Each one is done from memory otherwise haha. This next one was my favorite between the two actual guys... How It All Began: 2 Macho Arab DL Stealthers Part II I was groveling pathetically and subserviently on the sheets before my hairy well-tanned top. He had my suck on his index finger as he stroked that bulky dick before me and slapped it with a solid *clop* across the right side of my cheek. "Please..." I begged him as I wiggled my pert asscheeks in the air and arched my back slightly. He reached back and grabbed a handful of one cheek in his strong grip and clenched then unclenched his fingers to repeatedly manhandle me for his amusement. "Yeah, fuck one more into you," he mounted my ass pushing it quickly and forcefully flat on the bed and crammed his cock entirely from head to balls in a near singularly swift motion. I shot up moaning and straining to pull myself forward while gripping the top part of his bedspread so his ever thickening dick wouldn't be so firmly lodged inside me. Cum dripped and gushed as his balls slapped mercilessly the thundering beat of his slam fuck he was giving my quivering cumhole. "Oh shit! I'm cumming! I'm cuuu--aahhh!" My orgasm was muffled as he stuffed my face into a pillow and continued the last few steady and quite satisfyingly loud thrusts into my young hole that he was inseminating with his mature load and made note of the large wet spot where he had fucked my cum right out of me. "That ass won't be the same after us tonight man," he chuckled more to himself than to me. I didn't know what to say really and was unsteadily trying to dress myself. My ass felt so good but ached dully as though a long slow dick was still snaking in and out of me just for good measure, and the cum he had once again decided to pump me full of was already demanding release. I wanted to just leave, and not let him have the pleasure of hearing from the nearby bathroom all his jizz splattering out of my hole and reliving his conquest of using me so easily since I was so stupid for just being duped by a stud who seemed so straight to me otherwise if I hadn't seen the e-mails and lived through the fuck he had just delivered. I couldn't believe how quickly I made it to the other guy's place... And when I knocked on the door, he nearly immediately opened it. Standing at 6'6" he was unbelievably tall. Much like the other guy, he had a distinctive look that I would say was somewhere firmly between what I had imagined was a traditional arab and a fresh off the boat type latin guy. Very rugged, fit, masculine, and built though his frame was quite slim. He wore nothing but low hanging swears and his adonis lines showed clearly. My dick came to life bouncing beneath the surface of my clothing, begging for release though my ass tightened in nervous anticipation of how large that snake he had to wield would be. I knelt to begin to suck his cock and pull down his sweats but he pulled me up off the wooded floor and turned me around and with a surprising amount of ease picked me up and tossed me onto the plush bed so I landed on my stomach. He tore off what little clothing I had to expose my bare cum laden hole. He slipped out of his sweats letting them hit the wooden floorboards silently and with slow anticipation he climbed onto the bed on all fours over me and positioned his cock just over my ass. I had my eyes directly forward on the headboard before me, as I didn't dare look back incase he decided to punish my hole for trying to eye his cock. He leaned to his left grabbing a lube bottle from the nightstand and rolling poppers to me as well. I hit them eagerly and deeply when he started squirting the cool gel on my hole. His dick was not long behind and pushing firmly. "Wha!" I could not believe what I was feeling as he stretched my hole ever more apart with his wonderfully thick fuck baton. It was way thicker than what I had thought would be going inside me and he knew it. No wonder he wanted to go second. If I had started with him, it would have just been all blood and tears...or maybe I was just getting dramatic because of how I felt like my ass was barely containing the amount of meat he crammed and fucked ravenously up inside with a wicked curve. I was breathless during the assault and just surrendered to the one who took over and now owned my ass. "This is some good cunt boy," he whispered with his chest pressed against mine so his full weight flattened me even more and he forced my legs apart just a bit more so I had no choice but to let him force his invading ethnic dick anywhere it desired and all the pre-cum that steadily drained from it, "You know what is gonna happen to that little boy puss, huh?" He breathed mockingly. I merely panted as his thrusts got insistent and shortened in their quick lightning jabs inside me til I could feel the intensely warm and thick creamy present he buried into some point past my second hole. I couldn't believe he kept every drop so deeply nestled inside me I wasn't going to have any cumming out unless I really tried to get it out. "Can I--" I began. "Use the bathroom?" He finished with a laugh as he popped out of me tugged at his cock gathering up the ass juice and the last bit of his cum onto his fingers and pushed his fingers into my mouth to lick and clean without hesitation, "No. You're driving with my special load stuffed nice and good inside that useless fuck hole of yours. Wouldn't want you not getting the most out of that jizz." "Special load? You guys aren't poz, right?" I asked though I know I had asked almost a half dozen times in the e-mails and they denied, denied, denied. "Well, you wouldn't have been such a sweet and willingly little pump n dump for me if you had known, right?" He commented as if it was an observation of the weather. I was stumbling out the door, clothes barely hanging on in any decent way, wide-eyed, cum-stuffed, and aching inside and out of my hole he had bred so enthusiastically, "Don't worry slut, you might get lucky...I'm undetectable these days...but that ass was pretty torn and damn..you got such a huge load. Call me if you want to own up to liking that hole getting used for poz dick. Love neg guys who know what they are good for." It would be three weeks before I got up the nerve to go get tested...and of course they had done their job all too well. The test results said I was choc full of HIV. It had been so easy for them and I though tricked some..all too willing...and now...well now... It was my turn to fuck some neg hole over and keep the chain going.

FICTIONAL STORY! It was a normal Friday night out in Berlin and I had met up with some friends to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The crowd was young & cute like me (FYI i’m a 19 y/o twink). People mostly stayed in their respective groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. Like most young people the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance so a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. And like every weekend we drank quite a lot. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, but around 4:30 in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where they play mainstream pop music. This very small bar was always fully packed, and it was hard for anyone to really move around. The toilet queue was awfully long, and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my opinion, but my friends didn’t agree. We, therefore, split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was up for some trance music at a nice bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. The bar I went to had an open atmosphere, 3 floors: one for trance music downstairs, one for mellow dance music upstairs and a dark room on the top floor. I never visited a dark room before and couldn't understand why people want be fucked by unknown guys in the dark.. I arrived club around five-o-clock in the morning. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that. Around eight only 15 people were left. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already. After a while two very hot Arab guys came up and sat next to me. They were wearing tight t-shirts so I could see every detail of their muscular bodies. I think that they were a few years older than me, but max 21-22. We started to chat loosely: they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Berlin. One of them put his hand on my thigh and caressed me slowly; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly so I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet. I went upstairs to the toilets on the second floor, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before. If it was only one than things would be a bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Which of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you’re both cute” I said and added “and very sexy”. “You’re very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little bubble butt ass” he replied. “Thanks!” I flushed a little bit embarrassed. “So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun?” he asked. I looked at his hot muscular body and could hear myself saying: “Yes, why not”. “We can go to my place. I don’t live far from here” I suggested. “No, my friend is waiting downstairs and I’d prefer that we just go up to the dark room” he said and smiled. “Well… I don’t really like dark rooms, because you don’t know which guys are in there” I replied. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can tell for sure that both of us want a little fun” he insisted. “Just a quick one… you suck my big dick and afterwards I suck you.. Okay?” He put his hand over his package and I could see a distinct, large bulb on his jeans. “OMG! I need that big Arab cock in my mouth” I thought to myself. He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss! It felt like heaven! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite drunk and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans. “You’re hard and horny! so let’s go…” he said, and took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it good. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger fuck my my ass. I felt a burning sensation in my ass, but his lips around my cock was so hot that it overpowered that sensation. Was he preparing me so he could fuck me? That wasn’t the deal! But the fingers in my ass felt so good that I couldn’t protest. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he pushed my head down to his big dick. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge. My ass started to feel empty so I tried to put some of my own fingers in side my open hole He slapped my face with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my throat. His cock went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a second to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my palate; I had to swallow some to keep up with his intense and deep mouth fucking. He ordered me to lift my ass up so I did was I was told. Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hands on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the dark room. Who was this third person who now wanted to join in? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us? It’s clear that they planned this from the start. The other guy immediately took over my ass. I felt a small plastic tube enter my ass. A few seconds later i felt a liquid filling my ass. Then he pulled the tube out. Thinking it was lube i didn’t react. Two fingers began to slide in my ass. As my ass became more open he added more. There was a feeling that was spreading to my body. I began to sweat and I felt more horny that I could ever feel. I thought that this was due to considerable amount of alcohol in my body so I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to take a break. The Arab guy in front of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to resist I couldn’t get away. Suddenly I felt the guy behind me trying to push his big cock in my ass. The pain of this thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass was sobering me up. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? Don’t you want to play anymore?” one of the guys interrupted. “Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my pocket” I begged. “No way! I only fuck without condom or lube. Open up slut! ” he grunted. I wanted to reply but he silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the other over my mouth. An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. I could feel every inch of his big cock as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my entire body. After a while my whining changed into groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my mouth to shut me up. Something started to take over my mind and I began to have thoughts about wanting bigger cocks in my ass and begin a total bottom slut. My ass was now completely open to serve his raw huge cock. The Arab guy behind me started to moan louder and louder. With a deep grunt he filled my insides deep with a huge amount of cum. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop. “Good boy! Our sperm will change you for good!” he said. “Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his huge cock towards my hole. He pushed into me; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this slut even harder.” They both put up a laugh of joy and excitement. He fucked me harder and faster. “I saw how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. We are converting you into a load taking slut. You think that you can return to your normal life, but within a few weeks you will give in to your true calling; big raw dicks and cum”. He kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control. By now the penetration went more smoothly because of the generous load that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the rough fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend’s large cock fucking me so violently. Something in my mind took over and i started to enjoy having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion plowing my ass hard. I was their little white toy! And when he started hitting my G-Spot I was in pure ecstasy. “Yes, do me as hard as you can” i blurted out. “We own you now that our DNA is deep inside you” he whispered in my ear. Then he came with a roaring and we were both exploded as he shot several streams of hot cum deep inside of me. Then he and his friend dressed quickly, gave me a kiss and left. I sat for a while in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experienced? My ass was warm and swollen with cum of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my face. I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club. On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning hour. I went in, changed, sat at the bar and ordered a juice. As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a young black guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. “Sure” I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick hanging in the open. My eyes couldn’t help staring at it. “I saw you in the dark room. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. The two guys fucked you up good” he said. His words took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say. “They knew exactly what to do to change you into a willing bottom” he added. “They knew what to do?” I replied. “Yes! The fact that you’ve come to this sauna and didn’t go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you want more” he said smiling. He started to stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise. “Let’s go to my cabin and i will tell you what they did to change you into a willing slut. I’m not like them!” he said comfortingly. He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly “That’s clearly a YES!”. We stood up and walked up two floors to his cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind by two other black guys. I was pinned down with my face pressed into the mattress. “Hold his arm still” one of them said. I felt how my bicep was tied of with a band. Then I felt a needle stabbing my arm. “Like I promised I will tell you what they did: When they fingered you they loaded your ass with a drug called Meth!” the black guy said. “You had no clue what was happing. This is not how we do it. I like to tell my sluts that I injected them with T.” after saying that the band snapped loose. They released me and told me to raise my arm. As I sat up I began to cough. A wave of sluttyness came over me. “This will boost your carving for big dicks and cum. So don’t fight it!” said one of the other black guys. I looked over to them and saw 3 hot black guys stroking their enormous black cocks. And like he said I couldn’t resist it and crawled over to them. “Does he know that we and the two Arabs are POZ? ” whispered one guy to the other. “We will tell the slut after we bred him several times!” answered the other one laughing. —THE END —

Sam the short muscle bottom. I like to whore out bottoms, get guys to come over and fuck them bare and dump their load in a hot bottom and leave. I had been courting Sam this hot white muscle bottom for months and he said he rarely ever fucked bare and although it sounded hot it was not for him. The third time I asked I shared with him that I had regulars and they were all neg on PreP and that it was a safe experience. The exchange below is what came from my third request and statement. Me: So, it is totally safe. Sam: Really, they are all on PreP? Me: Yes, all my buds are on PreP as am I. Sam: I am not on PreP right now. Me: Not a problem sense we all are. Sam: Yea, so how would this work. Me: You come over and get naked except for a jock and suck my dick and every time the doorbell rings you slip your blindfold in and a bud on PreP comes in and feels your light little body and either eats your hole or lubes you up and fucks you. Breeds you and then leaves. Sam: You sure they are on PreP? Me: Yep, I have known these guys. Sam: Okay, I am up for it. When? Me: how is Thursday Night? Sam: Good, I have Friday and the entire weekend off. What time? Me: How is 7 PM? Sam: That works, do I need to bring anything? Me: No, I have everything so no need to bring anything but clean out good. Sam: I will, you have buds with big dicks? Me: Yes, buds and I have big dicks. Sam: Hot, send your address and I will be there at 7 PM. Me: Great, oh yea, wear a jock. Then I sent same my address. I had emailed and texted buds about Sam, four were available but many of them were busy or had bottoms already coming over. I resorted to looking for guy online despite telling Sam I knew them all. I located eight other guys all young and hung who were great prospects. All said they were on PreP and loved fucking bare hole. Three emailed me back by Wednesday and two more on Thursday morning and I lined up my regular buds first and got info to hit up the other guys one at a time for Sam, so he had a great experience and because I love watching a bottom get loaded more than anything. Thursday came and I got things around, lube, towels, G and T (had not discussed with Sam and his profile said no drugs) blindfold, restraints (had not discussed them either) and some toys to use on him. I hid the restraints, T and G and when Sam arrived, he was so fucking cute. Blonde hair, blue eyes and an adorable face with a hot ass body. I poured Sam a drink and he looked nervous, and I spiked it with a little G and watched as he drank it and I offered him another and spiked that one too. Told him my first bud would be there soon so he should get undressed and up on the bed in his jock. Sam jumped up and almost lost his balance and I had to hold him so he could undress that hot little smooth muscled body and then to when he slipped off his shorts the hottest ass farmed with that dark blue jock was a site to see. He crawled up on the bed and I placed a couple pillows for his chest and once he was in place, I feed him my cock. Sam was a great cock sucked and I knew he would make a great cum dump for the night. I told him to stay in place and I went around and spread his checks and ate that little hole. Sam moaned and arched his back, he tasted amazing, and I tongue fucked him till I heard the doorbell and helped Sam slip on the blindfold and fed him my cock as my Friend Dean walked in and said, "Fuck yea. You outdid yourself this time." He got on the bed and bent down and ate Sam and made him moan on my dick. Dean loved ass and after five minutes of eating Sam’s hole Dean got off the bed and undressed and let his uncut 8’ dick spring from his underwear and he lubed it up and slowly slide it into Sam. Fucking him for almost ten minutes before shooting his load deep inside Sam. Sam caught his breath and then looked at me and said, fucking great cum dump, Thanks and he pulled out and cleaned up. He then dressed and left and passed Mike who just walked in, and I whispered to Sam to leave the blindfold on. Mike is a think good looking college kid with a fat 7.5-inch dick, and he loves to breed. He does not eat ass; he just loves to fuck and nut in a hot hole. Mike hopped up and pulled out his dick and slide in Sam as Sam yelped a little and I rubbed his chest and pinched his nipple and Mike started to fuck Sam hard and Sam moaned even loader then when Dean was and Mike slapped his ass and said fucking whore, you need my load don’t you. Anonymous cum dump for my big dick, fuck that makes me cum even more. He slammed Sam ten more times and then growled as he shot his load in Sam. I got a text from David, and he was delayed, and Ryan could not come for over an hour, so I hit up a couple guys online I had talked earlier. Dylan and Diego, Diego responded first and text he was ten minutes away. I took that time to give Sam a shard of T and since that went so well, I slipped him another before Diego arrives with his big 9” dick. Diego came in and nodded to me and undressed and got up on the bed and did not say a word. He fingered Same and Same moaned and then Diego asked how may loads, I said two and then he pulled his fingers out and slide his big dick slowly into Sam and he helped a little as that big dick stretched his hole. Diego loved to fuck, and he drilled Sam for fifteen minutes and shot his load inside Sam. Dylan arrives and he seemed to know Diego and they greeted each other while Diego was getting dressed to leave and Dylan was undressing. Diego watched while Dylan unleashed a nice thick 8” dick and slapped it on Sam’s cummy hole and then pulled back and spread Sam’s hole and began eating that cummy little slit. Diego watched while Dylan tongue fucked Sam and Diego said, fuck yea eat me cum bro (in a heavy accent) and then he laughed and walked out. Dylan ate away and after he was satisfied and lined up his dick and piston fucked Sam until he shot his load deep in that cunt and then slow fucked him and five minutes later piston fucked him till, he shot in his hole. Fuck that is some good pussy he says and then he pulls out and said the boy had to suck my dick clean. I moved over and he fed Sam his dick and let him suck him clean. I text everyone and no one was free, even though they said they would be. I started looking for other guys and I could only find one that said neg on PreP. He was 50 years old tall with a big dick and I hit him up. He was not exactly what I wanted to watch but he would due until the rest of the guys were free. I gave my address and asked the guy when he could be there. The guy said 5 minutes, fuck he must have been close, and I told him to come over and the door would be open, and Sam would be blindfolded. Seven minutes later the guy walks in and he really did not look like his pic, he looked better. He was tall and more built, and he felt up same and looked at me and said the kid is neg right? I told he was, and I said your file says neg on PreP and he said yes is all and he began to slip his pants off but left his shirt one and he had the thickest 9” dick with a PA. He got on the bed and fingered Sam with one, two and then three fingers inside him making same moan and then he led his PA a lined it up at Sam’s slit and pressed t and then pushed his fat head in and Same yelped and he pressed slowly and soon he was lodged deep in Sam’s hole. The guy knew how to fuck, and he slowly pumped Sam’s hole making the boy moan and whimper and after thirty minutes of slowly but forceful fucking the man shoves hid dick in and grunted and said fuck, I needed that. He worked his dick out slowly and then guided the PA out and it had pink cum on it. He went to the bathroom and asked for soap, and I walked over, and he had slipped off his shirt and the guy was muscled and had well-defined chest and abs and a scorpion tat on his left pec. I swallowed hard and asked him if he was a Scorpio and he said an, I am an Aquarius. I swallowed even harder, and I said you know Sam the kid you fucked is neg and not on PreP. The guy’s dick had gone soft but as I said that I could see it coming to life and it was soon rock hard again and I looked down at my dick and I was rock hard too. He leaned in and said, no reason to put my shirt back on. I nodded and he smiled at me and said, think I should fuck the kid again. All I could do is nod again. He walked right back over to Sam and felt him up again and then worked his dick in him again and fucked him harder this time but still nice and steady and twenty minutes later he shot another load inside him. He cleaned up again and then got dress and I walked him to the door. He leaned in and said, your bottom and I have a lot in common. I said yea? He smiled and said neither of us are on Meds and he winked and said he would be back in a few hours if the boy needed more cum. I closed the door and thought I should rush the kid to the ER and get him some pills but a text cam in from a buddy and he said he was ready for that fine ass, and I went back to Sam and let him suck my rock-hard dick. Could I possibly think this is hot? What the fuck. My dick seems to be telling me something is all I thought while Sam sucked my cock and I waited for Brian.

Intro The best stories are the ones we secretly know are true, and man have I got some truth for you. Often we just talk about how we got pozzed or how we knocked up someone else, but how often do you see the chain reaction? The ones who came before. The ones who came after. So let me show you what most don't see. You're probably wondering who I am, how old I am, what race I am, what I look like, but I won't bore you with the details...I could be anyone and when you hear my story you can imagine it as anyone or even yourself because if you go raw...it probably will be you soon if it hasn't been already. How It All Began: 2 Macho Arab DL Stealthers Part I I was horny. Typical, right? Yet, horny for something particularly special. I like all races honestly, as long as they have a sexy look to them, but some completely make me melt. Middle-Eastern guys were a rare thing to come across for me and when I saw a mailing from two that were both hung tops from a craigslist ad I had placed, I couldn't resist. DL, hairy chested, almost latino in skin-tone, one 33 and the other 41 but they were neighbors and were going to play separately. I didn't care to ask questions about the unconventional dynamic, I just wanted the best part about their stats to be in front of me and then in me...their 8,5 and 9.5 inch cocks. I was ready in no time and out on the road...it was an hour drive, but I had a feeling it'd be worth it. When I arrived at the first guy's place, I felt the all too familiar nervous excitement heighten my senses and cause my hole to ache hungrily to be satisfied. I'd brought poppers and gun oil for lube. He had told me the door would be open and to wear no undies. I turned the knob to the one-story home and sure enough it was open. It was minimally decorated but the quality of the items was evident. The bedroom I could see from where I stood and I could also see the naked form that occupied it stroking an already hardened cock. Resisting every urge to just run over to cram that meat into my mouth I instead sauntered over sexily, stripping as I went making a show of my every curve, muscle, and sexy asset I felt a horned top would appreciate seeing. As my track shorts dropped to the hardwood floor and my shirt was carelessly discarded it was nothing to kick my tennis shoes off and crawl submissively onto that king sized bed to that thick veined 8.5 incher and start going down on it. I locked eyes on my soon-to-be-top and seductively went down as far as I could on his fat dick before my throat began to protest. I quickly repeated that a few more times before focusing on the conquest in my mouth completely and looking down towards his crotch and deep throated it fully. His hands flew up to my head and held me down to bury my face into his pubes. The scent of a sexy man is an intoxicating thing and I could not help but inhale it deeply. His hands roamed down my back and I could tell he craved my ass already. With a tug at my hair that had just started growing out lately, he pulled me off his cock and maneuvered around me on the bed swiftly to position himself behind me as he kept firm hold of my hair and kept me on my knees. His free hand went to grab the gun oil I had let roll to the side when I initially crawled onto the bed and he wasted no time opening it and applying generous amounts onto my hole and then his swollen manhood. "When I fuck that hole you take all this, I don't care how much it hurts you better get every inch in that tight thing," he ordered and with that he began to push his uncut cock into my hole. "No condom?" I asked, trying to resist and pull forward just a little so he didn't go in fully, but his free hand now pushed down on the arch of my back as he was pulling my hair to lower me down onto the thick thing. His cock head already half way inside. "You said you were neg, right?" He said, and without stopping popped into my protesting ass and began to slide in inch by inch with ease. I hit the poppers despite myself because I could tell he wasn't going to stop and I confess...I did not want to stop him much either. Hung cocks I often prefered raw when I felt more or less safe that they were not poz or had something else. "Yeah, but I..." my words were lost in a sudden gasp of pleasure as the poppers kicked in most wonderfully and opened me invitingly for his filling cock. He plunged the rest of his dick into me and fucked at full on ball slapping speed right from the start. I hit the poppers desperately again moaning and arching my back subserviently to him, just allowing him to take my hole again and again with every thrusting. "Oh Fuuuuuck!" I whispered contently as it hit places in my hole I hadn't felt opened in such a long time. His dick was one of those rigidly straight sorts that you can feel how badly it wants to make it to the deepest and most center part of your ass to plant a seed as quickly as possible. I was just going to be a cumdump for him and it turned me on even more. Smack. Smack. Smack! SMACK! His cock, hips, and balls were crashing against me and into me with total animalistic fervor and intent. Then I heard the grunt. He drove it once more balls deep and held me down his cock lurched and throbbed inside powerfully and spewed surprisingly hot thick spurts of cum into me. I felt each and every of the six streams of jizz hit the back of my ass and fill it easily. He held me there only a few seconds longer as he squeezed the base of his cock and then began to pull out to milk the last bit of cum into my used up hole. "Sorry I came so quick, I've really been needing to fuck since I don't jerk off to cum," he said sounding rather pleased with himself. "It's no problem," I replied with a small smile, not wanting to say I didn't agree to be bred and wasn't warned at any rate. "Well, don't leave. Turn around to face the door, lay on your stomach, and spread those legs," He commanded me with a mischievous grin. My heart quickened in excitement as my newly ignited craving for his magnificent tool took over my thinking -- meaning I didn't think at all and was the obedient little fuck hole he oh so desired. I arched my back and waited patiently, not even wiggling my ass unless commanded or if he grabbed or slapped it for his visual pleasure. It was maybe three minutes before he was near full on hard and got up to swiftly dive into my already cum-filled ass. "Fuck this bitch is full," he chuckled, "You're going to be gushing everywhere when my bud gets you and he'll love that." Damn, that's right...as good, kinky, and especially as risky as this was...it was still just the beginning of my "fuck date." And if he had just expected to fuck and fill and use me I had a feeling his even more hung buddy would be anticipating much the same. What had I gotten myself into?

I was having the same problem until I started using my interests to meet people. I love board games, and once a month I go to a local game shop to play in their game night where I've made friends. I love to run, and there is a park about half an hour away (living in a rural area, half an hour is considered right around the corner). It has a nice paved track for walkers and runners. I have become a familiar face and made friends there. In the end, my advice is to make your interests work for you. If you are doing something you already enjoy while interacting with new people with that same interest, it makes conversations a lot easier.

Took a fuckbuddy that I haven't had sex with for two years out on my sailboat this morning. I just figured he'd had me a number of times and had moved on. I wasn't expecting him to follow through this morning but prepared my ass anyway. When I came out of the Marina washroom he was waiting on a bench. Tall muscular handsome Brazilian with the most gorgeous wavy white hair! There was no wind so we motored well out into the middle of the Bay. The few clothes he had on came off a piece at a time. When I shut off the engine he was naked. We made out for a bit before I went down on his cock. He's a great kisser. Gave him a good oral work over 'til I could feel his balls were pulling up into his body. Got off his cock, stepped back and took some great full body pics with that magnificent cock pointing straight up. Sucked him fully hard again as he videoed and photographed my mouth working his cock. Then he videoed as I sat on his raw member. We moved about the boat a bit with him taking my ass from behind. Lots of pictures and videos. I could tell he was getting close. But we both got to tired, hot and sweaty to finish. Jumped in the Bay for a skinny dip. When back on the boat I sucked him back to full mast,and he proceeded to pound my ass as I bent over in the cockpit. I could tell he was a bit distracted checking to see if any boats had come close. Then he grabbed my hips and it was clear we were headed for the finish. About 10 more powerful strokes, satisfied groans and I could tell he was unloading in me deep. I had him video his cock coming out and a couple plops of cum followed from my hairy ass. It's so fuckin hot to rewatch. We were both ready for another naked swim. We are both excited to repeat this kind of sailing excursion soon.

Part 6 - Making Bad Impressions Alex was incredibly happy that lunch had turned out to be not to taxing with a relaxed very informal atmosphere and it was fair to say that Alex had never felt so chilled out as he did with them. Steven and Brad escorted Alex to the front doors of the mansion where his car was waiting. Brad opened the door and saw the dark suit, white shirt, black tie and dark sunglasses of the impressive sexy looking guy standing there on the steps. Brad chuckled and he knew straight away he was the protection officer for Alex. "Who is that?" Brad asked pretending to be so casual about it. Alex chuckled "That is my protection officer Liam" he replied with a tint of smugness. "Well done! He could protect me any day" Brad said forgetting his manners. "Control yourself Brad and remember who is with us" Steven reminded him. Alex laughed and bumped against Brad "No chance he is mine, a bit stiff and so by the book" he said. "Your highness such a pleasure to lunch with you" Steven said bowing his head. Brad took his eyes off Liam "Prince Alexander such an honour to meet you" he said bowing. Liam opened the door to the car "Your highness" he called out. Alex looked at him "Don't rush me" he replied casually. "Governor and husband, thank you for lunch, let's do dinner soon" Alex said. Liam produced a slight smile as Alex approached "Your highness" he said bowing. Alex smiled and nodded "Sit in the back with me" he said. Liam shook his head "I'm sorry your highness protocol dictates" he replied. "If your going to be my shadow drop the stuffiness" Alex said climbing in the car. Liam bowed his head "I apologise your highness but I must sit up front" he said. Brad leaned in to Steven "Bit of tension between them two" he said through his smile. "I know, feel sorry for the prince having no privacy now" Steven replied. "Hmmm" Brad mused, "Did you have anything to do with him being appointed to the prince?". Steven looked shocked then winked "I may have had a word with Scott" he replied suggestively with a non committal tone to it. Alex sat and waited for Liam to take his seat and glanced at him in the front slightly annoyed that Liam appeared to be even more of a by the book officer than he hoped for. All he could see right now was a distant very serious officer where there would be no casualness with. They remained quiet for the journey back to the palace, it was by no means an awkward silence but as Alex knew he had to remain dignified whilst in the car and the driver was not a person Alex personally knew very well. The footman opened the car door and bowed greeting Alex as he stepped out of the car. Liam waited at the foot of the steps for Alex then followed him back through the palace to the royal apartments. "Join me for tea in 10 minutes?" Alex asked nervously as Liam opened the doors for him. Liam glanced at him "Apologies your highness protocol must be retained" he replied. Alex felt annoyed again "Man you love your protocol don't you?" he said. "I understand my role" Liam replied backing away and bowing. Alex paced around wondering if Liam would turn up, outwardly his protection officer had made it very clear that his duty was to the crown and keeping the monarchy safe and protected. Artem appeared with the tea tray and placed it down on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Bowing his head he left after asking the prince what time he should return for evening dress. Alex sat down and looked at the tea tray then the door with an almost confidence that Liam was remaining stand offish with him, he was also now sure that the protection officer didn't care to much for him. He looked at the tea tray again and when ten minutes had passed he was about to give up when there was a knock at the door and Liam entered carrying a book. "So you decided to turn up then!" Alex remarked snugly and standing up whilst Liam bowed in his usual way. Liam held out the book "I brought you something you might find useful your highness" he said using a tone to spike the princes interest. "Oh, what is it?" Alex asked looking at the cover of the book then abruptly looking at Liam. "It is the book we are all given your highness, it might prove beneficial" Liam said bowing again and waiting for a sarcastic remark. Alex read it aloud "Monrovia Royal Protocols, The Palace Employee Guide" he said rather loudly. Liam smiled bowed yet again walking backwards to the door "Do enjoy reading it your highness" he said. "Tosser" Alex said loudly throwing the book at Liam and missing him by inches. Liam picked the book up and placed it on a chair "His highnesses shows his true colours I see". Liam closed the door to Alex shouting profanities at him and he couldn't help chuckle then unsure if he had crossed the line with the prince and he wold go blabbing off and complain about him. In truth he was finding the young prince very amusing and likeable, he was not about to tell him that just yet, he wanted to know what Prince Alexander was all about. He had never felt so irate and angry at one person who he really wanted to impress, he walked over and picked the book up. Hang on he said to himself why am I trying to impress him he thought, he should be impressing me. What Alex didn't realise was that for all his life so far, he had never had to impress anyone, people liked him automatically even through military school he had so many friends. He skipped dinner as he wasn't hungry after his lunch with the governor and instead he sat there making a plan to discreetly slip out of the palace and go for a few drinks incognito at this gay bar Brad had told him about, well as discreet as he could be knowing that the crown protection security would be monitoring the garages and exit. Satisfied he had covered all bases to slip out he put on his baseball cap and slipped out of his apartments using the back staircase, unkown to him Liam was alerted to the prince moving around the palace by security office and he jumped off the bed quickly putting on a t-shire and black jeans then hurrying down to where Alex was last spotted by cameras. Judging by the route Alex was taking he suspected the prince was heading to his personal car, Liam rushed through the palace taking the shortcuts that Alex was avoiding to keep discreet and he made it there before the prince arrived. "Night time stroll your highness?" Liam asked making Alex jump by his sudden appearance. Alex looked up "What are you doing here?" he asked in an annoying tone. "Your safety your highness" Liam replied, "Keys please your highness" he now said holding his hand out. Alex groaned loudly "You really do not want to come where I am going" he said to Liam. "Oh and where is that your highness?" Liam asked taking the keys from Alex under protest. Alex was feeling very embarrassed right now and he handed the piece of paper to Liam who studied it for a moment then looked at Alex and smirked shaking his head opening the passenger door for Alex and bowing his head. He had only heard a little rumour that the prince was gay and Liam knew the name of this bar through some friends of his as a place to pick up tourists for quick international sex. He walked around to the drivers side and got in handing the piece of paper back to Alex. "You going to judge me now get it over with?" Alex asked in a flippant manner. Liam started the engine "It is your business your highness, I hope you know what that bar is and the type of clientele". "Of course I do" Alex replied not giving a dam but secretly he really had no idea. Liam drove off fast then braked hard in the garage "Your highness needs to adjust his attitude". Alex glared at him "Don't tell me that is in the book?" he asked with irony, "Do that again and I will report you for endangering me". Liam shook his head "There was me thinking you were nice" he said with a disregarding manner. "What do you care" Alex replied still reeling, "You can do whatever you like". Liam turned to face Alex "You may not like it your highness but I am here to keep you safe". Alex shrugged "Not what I meant and I know what you are here for. Your beady little eyes following me everywhere" he said. Liam chuckled and drove away from the palace with a silence and frostiness that you could cut the air with, Liam parked the car some 50 meters away from the bar in the city, Alex had never felt so anxious or excited. If he got spotted it would be all over Monrovia and probably Europe before morning, the flip side he was fed up of hiding who he was and really needed this little bit of freedom. Without a word the two of them walked in to the bar like a couple and went straight over to the bartender. Liam ordered a soft drink and a beer for Alex. He watched Liam carefully who was attracting a lot of looks from the guys, fortunately the prince blended in as a very anonymous person. Sever people walked past Liam a couple of times then stopped standing next to him at the bar to order a drink and get his attention. Liam though was only focused on Alex and assessing the patrons in the bar and who came too close to the prince. Alex was in heaven he could smell the staleness of sex mixed in with beer, a few cute young guys had got his attention, the young prince though was prey for the slightly older guys who loved nothing more than wrecking twinks and showing them a good time. Liam kept grabbing Alex's thump and placing it over the top of his beet bottle when not drinking, he explained that it stopped anyone from slipping something in to his drink, Alex just rolled his eyes but obeyed. A tall muscular man had got Liam engaged in conversation slightly distracting him from his job. "Not seen you here before" came a voice through the loud music to the right of Alex. Alex looked at the guy who wore a ripped t-shirt showing his six pack off "New here". "Tourist?" the guy asked and Alex nodded, "Seen much of the sights?". Alex nodded again "Yes, busy day sightseeing" he replied. "Names Manos, and dam you are cute" Manos said smiling and holding his hand out. Alex thought quickly on his feet "David" he replied, "Pleased to meet you Manos". "So where do you come from?" Manos asked inching closer to Alex. "UK" Alex replied with his eyes intensely fixed on Manos's face wanting to kiss him. Manos smiled and raised his hand running the back of his finger down Alex's face, slowly moving around the back of his neck and getting hold of Alex pulling him forward and sinking an authoritive kiss, in someway it reminded him of exactly how Jackson would initiate their kissing. Liam engrossed in conversation dropped his guard missing what was happening a few steps away with Alex and Manos. "Very nice" Manos said smiling, he leaned in "Meet me in the toilets" he said. "Why?" Alex asked but before he could get the word out Manos had walked off. He watched Manos then turned to Liam "I need to use the bathroom" he said nervously. Liam turned to him and nodded "3 minutes" he said quietly in to Alex's ear. He was hooked at this very masculine man and Alex made his way through the bar glancing back when he reached the corridor to the toilets, Liam was watching him carefully whilst still talking to the guy next to him. Alex walked inside and saw Manos standing at one of the sinks washing his hands whilst his eyes watched in the mirror smiling when he saw Alex appear. Manos dried his hands and hinted for Alex to follow in to one of the cubicles. His heart was palpitating in excitement and forgot all about Liam as he followed Manos. Quickly he pulled Alex inside leaving the cubicle door open, he grabbed Alex around the back of the neck forcibly and attached his mouth to Alex's. His lips closed but Manos's tongue expertly worked them apart until he scored and began Frenching him aggressively. A couple of guys stood watching and rubbing their bulges. The taste of the kiss lingered on his lips feeling himself being forced down to his knees and coming face to face with Manos's impressive bulge, one hand held Alex down by the shoulder, the other quickly worked open his jeans pulling his cock out and forcing it in to Alex's mouth 'Suck it!' he said grabbing Alex's head pulling it forward. Manos looked at the onlookers smiling and nodding. His baseball cap slid side wards with the force of his head being pulled forward on to the cock, its ample size filling Alex's mouth and hitting the back of his throat rapidly making him gag several times. It was all to quick for Alex and panic was setting in yet he found himself backed up against the cubicle wall and unable to get away from the guy, he was also acutely aware the door was open and some guys were watching him engage in sexual activity. It was crude yet dominant and part of Alex enjoyed it but the other part was not so keen on the aggressive nature of this man. Choking he kept pulling back until Manos whipped his cock out and slapped Alex across the face with some force 'I said fucking suck it bitch' he said angrily shoving it back in to Alex's mouth with all his force. Alex felt the hardness of the cubicle wall as his head was pushed against it, Manos was forcing his cock deeper in to Alex's throat and he was starting to panic. There was no easy way out of this he thought trying to relax his throat, his state of mind prevented it and he felt his throat contract in swallowing motion against the solid mass of this cock. He tried pushing Manos's legs away but the guy was strong and held firm 'Not until you finish the job' he said between his sweet yet angry moans. Liam stopped his conversation and glanced over to where the bathroom was located, there was no sign of Alex. He wasn't sure how long Alex had been gone and he excused himself moving quickly towards the bathroom, his worst fear was that Alex had done a runner to get away from him. He opened the door hearing one guy standing in front of a cubicle 'Choke him with it, put him out, make him work for it'. Alex's eyes were watering and struggling to breath normally, the rapid pace that the cock was being forced deeper in to his throat made him vomit a little of his beer back up in to his mouth, his throat almost brought spasms by the rampaging cock stretching his throat out. Liam peered in and his protection mode switched in so quickly seeing Alex punching the guys legs. He pushed past the two guys and punched Manos in the neck with brute force. Alex breathed feeling the cock whipping out of his mouth and he spat on the floor watching Manos falling back against the far side of the cubicle. Alex kept his head down to avoid being recognised as he coughed hard trying to relax his throat and catch his breath "What the fuck are you doing to my boyfriend?" Liam asked angrily. Manos gasped looking at him holding his hands up "Sorry" he rasped looking shocked. In full protective mode Liam picked Alex up to his feet glancing around at the spectators who backed away quickly, he marched Alex out of the bathroom with his arm around him keeping him close and literally dragging him whilst stopping him from wriggling away, he slowed down like they were casually walking out. Suddenly Alex felt so alive with no idea what had come over him, was it the way Liam referred to him as his boyfriend or the strong arm around his body escorting him out? All he did know was how infatuated he was getting with Liam right now. Liam escorted Alex outside where they walked back to the car at a quick pace, holding the passenger door open for Alex. Liam said nothing yet his silence spoke a thousands words and Alex sensed there was an air of very real disappointment coming from his protection officer as he strode purposefully to the drivers seat, so far he had made no good impression with his protection officer and now it was probably too late to recover from. "What the fuck was you thinking?" Liam asked angrily thumping the steering hard. Alex fastened his seat belt "Don't speak to me like that" he replied. Liam looked at him "Your behaviour was disgraceful" he said, "I never expected that". "Don't you dare judge me, I was doing alright with him" Alex replied venting his anger. "Really?" Liam replied looking at him, "You was fucking choking so much you lost control". Liam looked at him "I feel embarrassed for you" he told Alex in a tone expressing disgrace. "Well I wasn't asking you and don't forget who I am" Alex replied starting to feel ashamed. Liam started the car "Oh I can see exactly who you are your highness" he replied leaving the conversation there. Alex was about to open his mouth "Don't make things worse your highness" Liam quickly said. Liam waited half expecting to get a tongue lashing from the prince and putting him back in his rightful place. It crossed his mind that Alex might take issue with the things he said yet underneath he figured the prince would not want the household to know where he had been to him even more now especially after the book incident. Instead Alex remained quietly subdued and very upset more at himself than anything. He didn't know where to look and was so ashamed of what Liam thought of him right now. He stayed with his head turned towards the window looking out as they drove back to the palace. "That was so irresponsible your highness" Liam said still sounding angry with him. Liam turned the corner on to the boulevard "You put yourself in danger" he now said. Alex nodded wiping his eyes. "You must communicate with me your highness" Liam said. "Guess you don't really care much for me now" Alex said staring out of the window. "What I think of you is irrelevant, my job is to protect you" Liam said calming down. Alex continued staring out the window "I guess that is me put in my place" he replied. "I can't deny you disappointed me your highness" Liam now said. glancing at him, "I expected a little better from you". Alex shrugged his shoulders "I don't care what you think of me!" he stated angrily. Liam smirked "Oh you do, just by the way you said that" he said confidently. Alex sat quietly for several minutes then spoke without looking at Liam "Thank you" he said. Liam glanced at him "For what, doing my job and looking after you?" he replied. "You have to trust me your highness or this will not work" Liam now said making his point. The car pulled in to the garage and Alex shot out and stomped off back in to the palace, it grated on him that his crown protection officer had a low opinion of him. It was embarrassing enough that Liam had to hit the guy to get him off, part of him was lost in a moment of desperation and acceptance of the man taking advantage of him so aggressively. By the time he reached the apartments Alex was fuming and Liam had caught up with him and opened the doors. "Good night your highness" Liam said bowing, "Remember I know your every move". Alex glanced at him "Fuck off" he said slamming the door shut making Liam laugh. Liam stared at the door handles for a several moments. Trying to comprehend Alex was going to take time and in some ways he felt guilty for the way he spoke to him earlier. He had overstepped the mark and hoped that Alex was not going to say anything. Their first day had not gone terribly well and now the prince was under the impression that he saw him as an embarrassment. He turned walking across the hallway to his quarters and glanced back at the doors, maybe he needed to lighten up around Alex. He sent a text message 'Come up I need to see you' and closed his door trying to forget the unhappy prince for a few hours. That night he had no way knowing how his actions had influenced the prince and that he would end up bringing much needed sense, stability and assurance for Alex. The following morning Alex was awake early after a restless night. Artem appeared in the bedroom "Good morning your highness" he said bowing his head, "Coffee". He placed the cup down next to Alex, "Sit with me a moment Artem" Alex said sitting up in bed. "Hmm" Artem said sitting down on the bed looking at Alex, "You are not happy are you?". Alex shrugged "My protection officer is a dick head and he doesn't like me" he replied. Artem handed him the cup of coffee "That was a quick assumption, you have only known him one day". "I know, how can I get rid of him?" Alex asked in all seriousness. Artem chuckled "Kill him I guess" he replied then laughed, "Give it time your highness". Alex looked at him with daggers "Alex" Artem then added and he nodded. "Do they talk about me downstairs?" Alex know asked. "Of course we do" Artem replied openly, "Mostly about how nice you are" he said genuinely. Alex laughed "Yeah right!" he remarked then pausing, "So me being gay doesn't bother you?". Artem looked at him "Alex you are who you are no one can take that from you" he said. Alex smiled at him "You must know why I chose you then?" he asked giving an opening for Artem. "Certainly not because I am good at my job" Artem replied evading the question. "Am I sexy in your eyes then?" Artem now asked slightly putting the prince on the spot. Alex stared at him for a moment "Goes without question, don't worry I won't try it on with you". Artem laughed "I will be upset if you didn't make advances at me" he replied cheekily. Alex laughed so hard he spilt some coffee on the sheets "Keep me honest though Artem" he said. Artem nodded "And downstairs, they all think you are hot even if you are gay" he informed Alex. "Including you?" Alex asked. "Stop flirting with me Alex it will not happen" Artem said making it very clear in a friendly way. "Good Artem" Alex said nodding his appreciation, "Just like this, this is how I want us to be". Artem agreed and was overflowing with admiration for his prince. Over the following week Alex still enjoyed the odd night of sexual adventure with Jackson in the privacy of his apartment and he kept it discreet, he had resulted to this being his only outlet of sexual intimacy with one he could trust. Their nights together were sexually fuelled and Alex learnt a lot from Jackson during this time. Liam was oblivious to anything going on in the privacy of the royal apartment. Liam would actively engage Artem in to conversation as he was getting to know the prince better than anyone else yet even he would not speak a word out of place since he was loving his role as Prince Alexander's valet and was doing a fine job. What Alex did over that week was avoid going outside the palace which meant Liam was not by his side and he needed these few days away from the overbearing monitoring to his every move. When he spent it in the palace Artem and he would often go in to the palace grounds choosing a different spot to hide away from Liam's eagle eyes.

Graduating to Becoming A Gifter Looking back on it now...it all began so innocently (or at least, innocently enough.) After those hung guys had bred me, I never told anyone how much of a violated and used up cumdump I had felt like but the change was apparent to me even though I could not even admit it to myself. I went from willing and submissive bottom to an over-the-top macho dom fucker top. I plowed the ever-living-hell out of any cute, sexy, or hunky ass that passed my way but...I tried to play safe until I got up the nerve to get tested. Then something went horribly wrong...although now I think it was the best thing to have happened to me. Bang! My dorm door slammed open as I stumbled groping and kissing this slim dominican with a sexy set of six-pack abs and a swimmers chest and arms. He was at some pride dance and we had gotten to grinding in the sweaty crowd and as soon as I put that ass against my crotch, I knew I was going to have to fuck this kid like there was no tomorrow...and he knew it too. "Damn, you're a stud," he moaned ripping off his pants and bouncing back onto my bed, already bare bottomed since he had gone commando and his shirt I had torn off someplace between the club and the short hop to my place since the college was in the middle of the city. My belt was unbuckled and jeans falling off to the floor in no time. "You're quite the looker yourself playboy," I flirted with a wink and sly grin. My 8.5 uncut dick was throbbing something awful in the otherwise comfortably fitted black boxer-briefs with the word "TOP" stitched onto the backside incase I went to an underwear party and anyone wanted to take the guessing out of what I wanted. "I have a feeling you want to get right to fucking me," he said as though he wanted an expected it rather than was asking it. He rolled onto his stomach wiggling his ass and getting on his knees and looking back at me with a wicked glint in his eyes and a quirked eyebrow, "Doggy or missionary to start?" I already had produced a condom and went for my desk next to the bed to grab the lube. "Lube that hole up good too, I am gonna be diving in hard and will fuck you like the bitch you are whether you can handle it or not," I ordered, half-serious, and half in jest. "Yes, Daddy," he obeyed already fingering his ass and taking ahold of the lube to apply gratuitous amounts onto it as he did so. The condom was already on and I tossed the wrapper aside, my fat veined cock was hurting it was so hard, I had to fuck him good so I could cum at least once just to get a hardon that wouldn't drive me nuts. I was on him before he had barely taken his finger out of his ass and my rubbered cock sunk into his firm bubble butt swiftly. He reared his head back and gasped moaning and trying to move forward a little to stall for a little adjust time, but I had already grabbed ahold of his dirty blonde hair and tugged on it hard like reining in a horse and plunged balls deep and kept my other hand firmly on the small of his back to rail this tight-holed bottom until he was as loose as I preferred a bottom to be. "Fuck kid, you're mine now," I told him as I smashed unforgivingly into his twink boy hole. He cried out in pain and pleasure and before too long began to loosen and give in when he couldn't get away without me gripping his hair harder to force my cock in fully. "Take it you fuck slut," I barked the order in his ear as I leaned in pounding on him and then licked and sucked on his sweet and sweaty neck. All there was for the next 10 minutes was the sound of him moaning and my balls slapping into his ass checks while splitting that hole ever deeper with my dick. I couldn't believe it was getting even thicker. I think I felt it more than heard it, even though I know I heard something faint...but it took me a moment to realize the condom had suddenly snapped. Whether because of how tight he was when I first started or how fat my cock had gotten...or fuck, maybe it was because gun oil and regular condoms don't go so well together, oops! I kept on fucking him though, he didn't seem to noticed and was grinding now into me like a bitch in full-on heat. I was so turned on thinking of cumming in such an amazing ass I couldn't even help it. I went from planning to fuck him mercilessly for the next half hour to shooting a near week's worth of saved cum right up the fuck-holes raw cunt. I just impaled him harder and harder as I shot volley after volley of my seed. I still hadn't gotten tested...but maybe he was lucky and I was neg. Otherwise it had been months and I would be unmedicated and he'd be knocked up for sure. "Fuck, yes," I whispered just imagining him now carrying my DNA inside him and being forever branded with what was now my calling card. I knew I'd never wear a condom again..at least not without planning to break it and cum inside a bottom. A gifter was born and so was the next part of the Breeding Chain with this poz seed. "Oh god, that was amazing..." he breathed slowly pulling off my wet semi-hard dick. I tried tugging at the condom to make it seemed covered still as he turned around to look back. He must have suspected cum was inside him, I shoot so fucking much even when I have been jerking off daily. "Yeah, you don't know the half of it," I laughed.

The first part of the story contains only gay content. You can find it here. Part II of "In My Neighbour's Back Yard" Should I do it? I thought for at least the thousandth time. Or maybe two-thousandth. Hard to keep track when all I could think about for the past week was sex, sex and more sex. Wonderful, bareback, raw, uncomplicated but passionate sex. And the promise of more. I fidgeted, waiting with mounting excitement and an annoying level of mild guilt. I had showered, I was clean, and nervous as hell. Sweaty palms be damned. Where was that phone message? I glanced over at my dour wife. She lay on the lounge watching TV. Still a good looking woman for her age – shaggy hair coloured light brown, baggy purple t-shirt concealing large breasts, sweat-pants covering long nicely shaped legs – she could move like a smooth pole dancer and capture my heart, but our intimacy had perished years ago when she claimed the dreaded pause from men had hit. She just did not give a shit about my sexual feelings and needs, and she apparently had none herself. So we lived in celibate fakery, a calm existence, punctuated by my odd secret online wankfest. Until last weekend. My phone queeped. I jumped. The anticipated message read: "Me mates are on their way. Get your arse over here now, slut." I took another deep breath, deleted the message, and felt my heart thump harder. The guilt washed over me for a moment. I looked over again. Fuck her, I thought. I have needs. Courage. I can do it, and I'll have a ball, literally. I dug fingers into the chair and made the fateful final decision. Standing, I said, "I'll be off now." "Going next door to see Peter and his boys?" "Yah." "Watch the footy?" Yes. Some of his mates are coming over, too. Maybe shoot some pool as well." "Your new hobby?" She actually chuckled. "Maybe make some new friends." "Sticks and balls and holes," I said, imaging hard fleshy sticks, hanging full balls and yawning male holes. If only she knew. I swallowed. I doubted very much I would see any football as I hoped to be far too busy. "Don't know when I'll be back. Could be late." I felt my heart beat and my eager penis twitch. "Have fun, then," she said and winked at me before tucking her hand between her thighs and turning her attention back to the dull romance movie. It was now a sex scene. I wondered what my sexless wife thought about that. She never looked at me as I slunk out the front door. As I hurried down our long gravel driveway I recalled last weekend. Something amazing had happened. Something that may have changed my life forever. Something maybe I should not have done, but I had and now I have become consumed by it. I craved it again. I thought I was straight, but sex with another man? Oh, yes. The best sex I had ever experienced. Raw, unrelenting, more passionate than anything I had known before. Pure sex for its own sake. I had loved it. My older neighbour Peter and his two sons had been amazing. I yearned for more. A half moon ghosted the pebbly driveway. I live on a private acre property surrounded by other large lots and new homes. Privacy comes from thick trees and shrubs and a brick house set near the middle of the lot. Peter's place next door is private, too, with a large back yard full of old cars and an enormous shed almost as big as a small house. I made my way through the cool evening air to his unlit front porch. Hesitating, heart pounding, I reached and rapped. The solid wooden inner door swung to reveal Peter standing behind the brown screen. His thick body shadowed by a hall light, he pushed the screen door open, grabbed my shirt and roughly pulled me inside. "About fuckin' time, slut!" he snapped. He threw me against the wall and kicked the door shut at the same time. His burly body slammed against me, knocking the breath out through my nose and astonished mouth. He wore a white singlet and nothing else. His thick cock swelled as he smashed against my body and began jabbing it at my crotch. I squirmed and felt his hot breath and scratchy beard on my face. "Get this shit off!" Pressing his heavy body against me, Peter pulled on my belt, tugged on my jeans. Never before had I ever felt such strong desire. My emotions flamed. My instantly hard cock strained. My body tensed, ready for whatever he was about to do to me. I quickly pushed down my tattered jeans, kicked shoes and jocks and pants away. Peter immediately began to thrust his cock against my own stiffening prong. He pulled my t-shirt over and off, grabbed my shoulders and roughly kissed me. His tongue pushed between my stunned lips and flicked against my own. My sweaty palms instinctively slid down his hairy body to his hips and clenching rear. He fiercely bucked against me then shoved me away. Forget romance, forget soft foreplay, this was rough urgent sex and it felt fabulous. "Let's go! They'll be here soon but I can't wait to fuck your tight virgin arse again." Now naked, he pulled me through his house. I stumbled along a sparsely furnished family area around which doorless bedrooms gaped. He tugged me through the door at the back of the room, into the laundry, then out a squeaking screen door, across cement pavers and through another heavy wooden door inlaid with frosted glass. Instead of the back yard, I stumbled into the shed. Some shed! The "shed" was nothing short of an amazing man cave. Spotlessly clean, to our left an ornate, fully stocked bar glistened with bottles, glasses and mirrors. Before us a green pool table stood waiting, balls in formation, cues and triangle neatly racked beside a leather couch. Behind the pool table lay an enormous bed covered by a soft doona. A black iron frame held the king-size mattress just off the carpet. To the right of the bed, a solid metal hook hung screwed into one of the raked ceiling's steel rafters. An enormous flat screen, flanked by tall speakers, dominated the far wall above the bed. Uplamps cast a mysterious soft glow without shadowing. The most amazing thing: egg cartons adorned the walls. Of course: sound proofing. Excellent! Peter pulled me to the bed and literally threw me onto the mattress. Now naked, I bounced and spun onto my back. Up on elbows, my own cock standing, I waited for him to pounce. Instead he stood at the foot of the bed, fists on hips and legs parted akimbo, and gazed down at me. I stared at his big semi-hard cock and barrel shaped tough body. "Assume the position," he ordered. I shook my head. "What?" "On your hands and knees. Do my dick." "Yes, sir!" I scooted down to the end of the bed, reached and gently took hold of his stiff cock. I looked up at his stern face with an obedient puppy-dog expression. "Knock it off and keep me hard." Holding the base, never releasing eye contact, I opened my mouth and took him in. I loved his cock. I sucked and licked, used my tongue to roll back his foreskin, rubbed the tight crown with my lips and tongue, and began to jerk the stem at the same time. Almost like a religion I worshiped that solid, rubbery pole of steely passion. I moaned and slobbered and licked and rubbed, did everything I could think to mount his prurient pleasure. To make him good and stiff before his assault on my quivering body. In a few minutes of exciting work, he had indeed hardened further. He pulled back and twirled his fingers. "You're a good little cocksucker, almost as good as my son Roger. Now, slut, present yourself. Get that round arse up." Obediently, I spun around, positioned myself, looked at the iron bars of the bed's head, and waited. Would I be tied up? Or cuffed? I felt the bed move as he mounted and knee-walked up behind me. I gasped when his thick fingers first slid along my back, then down to my rump. He begin to kneed and part the cheeks. I felt his scratchy beard against my rear then his tongue flick at the sensitive rim of my anus. I shuddered and gasped again in amazement! Sparks of sensation shuddered through my switched-on body. Fuck my wife, I thought, she never did anything like this to me! Behind me, I felt Peter silently rise then slip the bulging tip of his big cockhead between my fleshy cheeks. He pressed against my pucker. Almost panting, head down, I waited. Come on, I thought, I'm more than ready! "Do you remember last weekend?" "Oh, yeah," I breathed. "Really well." "Want it again?" "Oh, yes! Been waiting." Felt him push. "Why didn't you come over? I said the boys could have you if you ever came over. They were keen to tag team." "Didn't want to … oof! … seem too eager or desperate." "Why not? You're our slut now, and if you can take it, we'll fuck you every day." "I can take it. I can take it." "Right, then. Just get you lubed up first." He reached to the side. I heard a snap then felt cool smear at the entrance to my needy rectum. He pushed a finger in and I jerked and let out a gasp. Then his finger was replaced by something bigger, something huge trying to invade my body. I felt his legs against mine then felt myself begin to take the tip of his hard cock. Resistance is useless, I told my body. Just take it. Despite the excitement I tried to relax. I blew out as he pushed slowly and let it happen. I just opened up for him as if my body already knew what to do. Like before, I felt little pain. Instead, a marvellous full sensation filled my body and mind as his thick cock stretched my rectum. I felt him push slowly into me. I couldn't help it. "Oh, fuck yes," escaped my trembling lips. I felt myself dilate further. The fat invader slid in and in until his hips butted against my butt. I was now panting heavily. My own cock remained rigid, parallel to my stomach, constantly jerking. My butt was filled with so much cock I thought my guts might churn. I could not help gripping it firmly with my rear muscles as I waited for him to begin the lovely friction. I felt Peter edge back but not quite out, then very slowly push in again. "Not all the way in yet but we'll get there." Not all the way? How could he possibly stuff any more inside me? I felt him push harder until something gave way and he popped in even further. His hips slammed against my butt and I felt absolutely stuffed by his enormous cock. It felt like a solid pole from which my body dangled. "Good man," he said and patted my rear. He leaned over my back, his heavy weight causing me to shake. He reached around and grasped my tight pulsing rod. He pushed and I collapsed onto my stomach. His legs parted mine. He released me, placed his hands beneath my arms, pulled back then shoved his huge cock in again. I wuffed as he knocked my breath out. Back then in. I could feel every inch slide in and out. I lay with my head on a pillow and wallowed with each thrust as he proceeded to fuck my arse with strong strokes. I loved it! The amazing feelings lept like lightening from my arse through my body causing me to grunt with each of his powerful jabs. Little orgasms began to erupt, one after the other and it became difficult to breathe. How could this get any better? "How's that, slut? I see you remembered what I taught you. I can feel you clenching your arse nicely. I bet I've got you cumming, too." "Oh, I'm cumming alright." Not even trying, I hoped I was automatically giving him as much pleasure as he gave me. "You feel better than Maria," he announced as he more rapidly slammed into me. "I've been banging her for two years. She's eager for it, and she loves anal and threesomes. Have to arrange something with you, but you'll have to play the role of a cuckold and service us. She'll want to see me do this to you. That's what she likes." Sounded like complete bullshit but I was in no position to disagree. Without slackening his pace, Peter said, "Listen, slut, have to warn you about the others. They can get rough and there's a twist." "Ug! A … twist. What's … ug! …that?" "You'll see." "Where are … oof! … Roger and Flynn?" "They're at a mate's. Probably fucking him." A noise diverted my attention. "Hey, Pete!" someone called. "You started without us. And who's this?" Fuck! Embarrassment flashed through me, but there was nothing I could do. Without slowing, Peter said, "Our new fucktoy. This is Ben. We get to bang him tonight." "Cool. I see you've already started doing that." "Ben, this is Trev." A medium size bald man with very dark skin hovered at the edge of the bed. "Hey, Ben," he said. He was already unbuttoning his black shirt. Peter said, "That's Frank, and that one is Stacey, Frank's wicked daughter." I managed to croak, "Hey. Nice, uh, to meet you." I swallowed embarrassment. Here I was, naked, on my stomach on a huge bed being fucked in my nearly virgin arse by another man in front of strangers. I had thought tonight might be men only, but shit, a girl, too. Daughter? Oh, wow. What have I stumbled into? Peter apparently had frequent sex with his own sons, and they with each other, and he knew someone else who maybe did the same. The man definitely had interesting friends. When Peter lifted off my back and pulled out, I released a huge breath, levered myself up onto my hands and knees, turned around and nodded at everyone. A meek, "Hi" squeaked from my dry lips. Peter said, "Ben, here, is our fucktoy for the night. Caught him [banned word] on me boys in the back yard last weekend and invited him to join. He now loves bareback man sex, don't you pig? He is still pretty much a virgin, so tonight we can teach him how to be a good cumdump." Trev, the black man, had almost finished undressing. "Can't wait, man." Medium height and age, his hairless body sported muscles from obvious workouts. He took his hairless soft cock in hand and began to jerk. I watched it quickly inflate from small to large, an amazing transformation. Shorter Frank, maybe around my age, excitedly hopped from foot to foot as he stripped. He stared at my wilting penis and literally licked his lips. Stacey removed her t-shirt revealing modest braless pointed breasts with small nipples. A dragon tattoo fired on her left side. Clearly young, I could not discern her age and feared she wasn't legal, maybe 16 or so. Stacey sported a definite gothic look with short black hair, thick dark eye makeup, black lips and fingernails. In a husky voice, she said, "He looks good enough to fuck tonight." She did not undress further but kept on the short leather skirt, red fishnets and tall black boots encrusted with silver buckles and laces. She sat on the lounge like a queen and crossed her knees. Peter stood next to her. Smiling, she began to stroke his still hard cock before erotically taking it into her mouth. Despite licking him, she never took her dark eyes off me. Trevor stepped up to the side of the bed and presented his penis to my flushed face. "Come on, boy, get this thing up so I can bang your white arse." I took hold and pulled it into my eager mouth. He looked over at Peter and Stacey and winked. "Can't wait!" Frank said again. "Here, give us your dick." Frank hopped over to Trevor who took Frank's excited penis into his hand. I noticed a gold wedding band. "When do you have to leave?" Peter said. His hand smoothed Stacey's short hair while she worked his re-stiffening cock. "I only have an hour. My hubby's at metal-sculpting, and I know he is screwing the teacher after class so it could be longer." "How do you know he's doing that?" Trev laughed. "Because I screw the teacher, too, and he told me." "Can't wait!" Frank bellowed again. He lept onto the bed. He pulled at my hips. Somehow I managed to keep Trevor's hardening dick in my working mouth while Frank probed my butt with his eager waggling dong. "Got it!" he shouted. I felt him suddenly jam up my gaping arse. I gasped, "Fuck!". I was thankful he wasn't as big as Peter but he made up for it in enthusiasm. The man began to root furiously. I grunted around a mouthful of tasty throbbing penis and had to admit to myself I really did love having a cock fucking up back there. Even his digging fingers felt great. And having another on which to suck at the same time brought heaven on Earth. "Shit, man," I heard Stacey say. "Are you that hard up?" Frank said, "I'm that hard! I haven't had it since I fucked you and your boyfriend last Tuesday. Shit, he's slick but tight." "Still a virgin," I heard Peter say. I was sucking a man while another rapidly fucked me. All I needed now was someone else to play with me at the same time. My dick felt hard enough to explode, and the frantic rubbing inside my arse just promoted all those lovely little prostate zaplettes, one after another. It became difficult to breathe through my nose as my body trembled and shook from Frank's pummelling and my nervous system's attempts at mini-orgasms. For a moment I lost it. Trevor snapped, "Hey, dude, I'm almost there." I lunged and sucked his ultra-hard cock back into my mouth so deep I almost gagged. I had heard about swallowing, so I tried to do that. It felt absolutely weird and I just gagged. I said, "Sorry, man," then sucked so hard he laughed. I craned my head and saw Stacey still gently stroking Peter's hard-again cock and watching my face with amusement. Frank suddenly yelled something and shoved so hard that Trevor's cock almost did go down my throat. I coughed loudly. Arms whirling, he stumbled back from the edge of the bed. I held my ground while feeling Frank's pulses shoot warmth into the bowels of my quivering body. Just, wow, even more amazing than I remembered last weekend. I loved the strong throbbing sensations so much I almost came myself. When Frank pulled away I actually gasped. I suddenly felt very empty back there. "Come on," I said almost panting. "More. I can take more." I turned so I could see everyone. Trevor pushed Frank off the bed and immediately raced behind me. He roughly parted my arse cheeks and I felt him probe. When he found the right spot, he shoved hard, almost knocking me down. He grabbed my hips and began to stroke himself in and out rapidly, using my anus like a tight fist. He didn't say a word but breathed heavily. My entire body was forced to sway in time to his powerful pelvic thrusts. I tried to fuck back but he simply pulled and pushed my hips. "Oh, fuckin' yes!" Frank turned to Stacey. "Come on, bitch, I'm ready." Still holding smiling Peter's stiff cock, she casually replied, "No bastard sticks it up my sissy cunt without permission. Not even you, Daddy." "But I'm your father. That gives me permission." "Not at all, twink, Remember: I was the one who seduced you." she commented with a naughty smile. "Oh, I remember alright. Five years ago, wasn't it?" "Six," she said. "I'm not in the mood tonight to bottom for you." She released Peter, stood tall, and swayed over to the bed. I could not see her but I felt her weight next to Trevor. Then I heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing and humming and tonguing. Trevor slowed briefly but then sped up again. I had gone slightly soft but the slapping of his thighs against my rump and the feeling of his big cock shovelling in and out caused me to stiffen again. I felt a hand a hand on my aching cock. Relief! I glanced down and saw it was black nailed Stacey's hand. She was fondling me at the same time as pleasuring Trevor. Her fingers felt divine as she began to rub and stroke. Frank climbed onto the bed on his knees and shoved his cock at my face. I opened and took it in. The bed rocked even more as Peter knee-walked behind thrusting Trevor. "Ready for it, Trev?" he announced. "About time you old [banned word]." "Who you calling a [banned word]?" "You are and you know it, old [banned word] fart." Trevor paused. "Oh, yeah," I heard. "You know I love being the meat in a man sandwich." I remember Peter saying it turned him on when he could fuck a man who was already fucking another man. "Great arse," I heard Peter say. "Nice and round and tight." I was suddenly shoved onto my stomach. My legs and arms shot out and I cried in surprise. Peter had jammed himself into Trevor and was fucking hard enough to push us all down. Stacey fell onto the bed next to me. I felt her firm breasts press against my body and her breath on my ear. I felt Trevor's cock forced in and out by Peter's savage thrusting. Stacey's teeth slid on my earlobe and then her lips and tongue wet my face as I was bounced on the bed. "Just wait," she whispered, "until I get to you." I twisted my head. Her eager dark rimmed light blue eyes loomed before she began to kiss me. Two kisses then her tongue flicked. I couldn't believe it. I was being fucked by one man while another fucked him. A young girl was kissing me while pressing her half naked body against mine, and her father was wanking himself next to my head, too. I began to pant heavily. The strong sensations rose in my arse and suddenly exploded through my body. Lightening cracked. The sky split. Thunder roiled. I yelled. My cock did not shoot but it felt as if everything else did. Stacey stuck her tongue between my lips as her lips mauled. Peter yelled, "You fuckin' did it, mate!" "Yeah!" Trevor called. "I can feel you cummin'. And I am, too! Oh yeah!" At the same time Peter unloaded into Trevor, Trev blasted into me. "It just turns me on too much when someone else participates at the same time." Trevor and Peter pulled away and stepped off the bed. I caught a glimpse of Trevor's swollen wet and dripping cock. I had had that up my rear! I felt wet drip down my leg. He and Frank must have filled me pretty good. Stacey rolled away and off the bed. She went back to Peter, knelt, and took his spermy cock into her mouth. I could hear the slurping. "Good, girl," he said. "About time!" Frank slid straight back into my rectum and began to root quickly. I could hardly feel his smaller cock. He slapped my bum and complained, "He's not tight any more. Too stretched by you big boys." I clamped hard and Frank yelped. "Oh, yeah, that's better." He fucked on for several minutes until he finally began to "Ha…ha…ha…ha…" and jammed himself against me. I could feel him squirt several times before pulling away. I rolled over onto my back and gestured to Frank. "My turn?" He just looked at me and laughed. "Can't, mate. I'm shot and I gotta go and can't have a leaky arse." I watched Trevor and Frank begin to dress. "Too bad," Peter said. "No seconds tonight." "Well," I called, "could I fuck anyone else here?" Laughing, Frank and Trevor both left quickly. This was it? I thought. I mean, the group experience felt terrific and I was already craving another dick, but that's it? Quick fucks and everyone is gone in half an hour? "I have my car," Stacey announced. "Tell you what," she said to Peter, "I'm horny as a raging goat. How about I fuck him and then spend the night keeping you awake?" Peter grinned and nodded. "Sounds like a good plan." "Right," she said rubbing her hands together. "First, I'll just make sure you're ready for me." She crawled onto the bed, leaned down and sucked my dick into her impatient mouth. I caressed her short hair then smooth back as her head bobbed and she licked and sucked me to further hardness. It didn't take much. She sat up and gazed down at my smiling face. "Okay, boy, here we go. Hope you're ready." She balanced on her knees, reached behind, unzipped her leather skirt, unwrapped it and tossed it to the side. There before my astonished and delighted face proudly stood a very beautiful, very hard, very ready penis. A brilliant cock supported by two large tight testicles. It stood up for me as if begging. I looked up and she smirked. "Didn't expect that, did you?" Peter laughed, too. "Remember the house rule, slut. Have fun with him." He turned and left the room. Stacey pushed me onto my back and crawled over my body. "Are you a she or a he?" I blurted. "Either," Stacey said. "I prefer she, but I'm half and half. Sometimes I'm taken as a boy cross-dresser and other times a trans. Either way is fine. These boobs are natural but I have a boy's hips. I like to dress and act female sometimes, and male other times. Tonight you got Stacey instead of Stan. But what matters to me most is fucking." She parted my legs with hers, dropped her hips and pressed that amazing cock against me. My legs instinctively wrapped around her thrusting rear. In seconds she had fully embedded herself. Her Goldilocks cock was just right: not too big, not too small, just right. It filled me like no other. She lay down on my body, making sure her nipples and firm breasts pressed against mine. Her smirking face stared down at my astonishment. "How's that feel?" My hands slid down her back. "Um, simply amazing. You feel terrific." "Of course I do!" After another kiss, I felt her begin to move. Out then in, out then in, slowly at first then faster and faster until she was literally pummelling my body. Laughing, she held herself up with her harms and fucked even harder. I slipped my hands down to her tight round butt and held on as she fucked me with wave-like motions. The raw sexual sensations became even more amazing. It didn't take long, maybe only a few minutes, but it felt almost like forever. When it happened her eyes widened, she yelled loudly, "Fuck, I'm filling you!" I felt her magic cock spurt and spurt and spurt. She did not stop shoving the entire time, she just kept at it even after finishing. "Feels fucking great. Going to do it again." She stayed amazingly hard and continued to use my body for her enormous pleasure. It was as if the strong orgasm had not diminished her desire but instead renewed and increased it. This time her thrusts became stronger, more powerful, insistent, demanding. I lay beneath her body and revelled at my great fortune. After she came very loudly a second time, she withdrew, squatted while still hard, and regarded me with a tipped head. Her hand slipped up and down my own stiff, aching shaft. "I could keep going but I think you need something. I want to give it to you. You have permission. We'll do it bareback. I never rubber up. And do not pull out." I would have been happy if she wanted to keep doing me but instead, she straddled my hips and lowered her thin hot body. My aching cock sunk deep into her trembling body. Eyes closed in rapture, she then rose and fell, fucking me at her own pace. I watched her face twist as her pleasure mounted. When I tried to move my hips, she mashed down on me and shook her pretty head. Five minutes later she lay full on my body, grabbed my arms and rolled us until I was on top. Her legs tightened together, capturing my prong. She shoved up, encouraging me to fuck her. Which, of course, I did. I held her thin body and shoved myself hard and deep, over and over and over, until I felt that wonderful tingling in my legs then balls then dick. Just as I was about to cum, she cried, "Wait!" she and pushed me off. The nearly nude half-girl scampered off the bed and hopped up on the pool table. With a wicked smile she crooked her finger at me and parted her booted legs wide. Her amazing cock remained standing and wet and wanting. I crawled off the bed and stood before her. She reached, grabbed my dick, and roughly pulled me against the solid table. She levered my hard knob beneath her ballsac, reached around and pulled at my arse. She scooted forward and I pushed until I was once again engulfed in warm, tight heaven. She kissed me and began to move and pant immediately. Her legs rose and encircled my waist, tugging me deep. Then she slowly lay back onto the table. Her arms flailed and pool balls clicked, snapped and rolled. One sunk. "Come on. Do me. I need it. Shoot your hot jizz into me." I reached for her breasts – they felt soft and natural – leaned down and tongue-flicked an erect nipple. She squirmed and began to hunch me. She smacked her palms against my head and glared up at me. Through gritted teeth, she hissed, "Come on! Fuck that load into me!" I pushed hard. I rooted fiercely. I jammed as deep into her as I could, almost at machine-gun pace. My breaths deepened. I panted heavily. I was incredibly turned on. I went at it for minute after minute while she twisted and moaned. Soon that incredible electric feeling shot through my body, from my groin down my legs and out through my arms. Just as I began to pulse I felt her wonderful cock, wedged between our heaving stomachs, spurt again, showering us with sticky magic spunk. She squirmed, yelled something, gritted her teeth and continued to fuck me with increased savage power. "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me!" That was it. My body tensed, electrified further, and I let loose with a blood-curdling banshee scream. I pushed very hard, jammed myself into her as far as I could and let loose. My triumphant cock blasted. Uncontrollable powerful spasms ruled the universe as she grabbed my head and thrust her tongue deep. Her entire youthful body writhed as she took in shot after shot of my horny juice. I could feel her own cock and anus respond and pulse, too, adding more glue to our wanton union. When she let go, I pushed up, panted heavily, and began to laugh. She laughed, too. "Wow, I really felt that. How ya doing?" "Pretty damn good," I puffed. "You came and you're still hard." "Sure am." "You can stay like this and keep on going?" "I don't go down until I'm done. I can cum, keep going, and cum again. Each time just pushes me onto the next. I can do it for hours." "Dinkum?" "True blue." "Krikey." We stopped moving and laughed together at the stupid comments. She slapped my arm. "I can keep doing this all night but you look exhausted. You certainly came hard and long. It felt fuckin' great, let me tell you. I loved it." On a whim I said, "How old are you?" "Same age as Flynn." That would make her nineteen. That meant she seduced her father when she was thirteen. That meant she was more than thirty years younger than myself and had more than forty years between herself and Peter. I wondered what her amazing life had been like. What was it like growing up? When did she start having sex? She seduced her father? How? When did she decide she was female or had she always been like that? What he really a cross-dresser or a she transperson? So many stupid questions! None of them mattered. Only the feelings, the urges, the craving for more raw sex. I pushed up and off and pulled out. She levered herself up, laughed, and flicked my wet bouncing cock. "Cool. Oops, don't want to mess the felt." She swung a booted fishnetted leg around and spritely hopped off the table. "Listen, you're cool. I like the way you feel. How about we do this again, just us, okay?" Her finger trailed down my sticky chest. "I can fuck you for a whole afternoon, and I'll give you permission again. What do you say?" How could I refuse an angel? "Let me know when and where and I'm yours." Peter came back into the room with a beer. Stacey pecked my cheek and hopped over to him. "Hey, there." She sidled up against the burly bearded man who wore only a singlet. Her hand fondled his penis as she kissed his cheek. Hers still stuck up strong. "You wanna fuck?" Shocked, I said, "What are you doing?" She smiled at me. "He has permission. Besides, house rule. I'll have his boys later after they get home, too. We'll have an all-nighter." Oh, yes, I thought. The house rule: not allowed to say no to sex. "What about your boyfriend?" "Oh, fuck no. Dushan's a one-shot wonder. So is Dad, but you somehow got two out of him tonight, so you did well." I shook my head in amazement and slight jealousy. Peter gets to fuck with an energetic, demanding teen who can go at it the entire night. I forced my heart calm. He motioned to me. "Get yourself cleaned up and mosey on home. I'll let you know when I've arranged the threesome with Maria." "Maria?" Stacey said in mock astonishment. "You still banging that neglected nymphomaniac housewife?" "We're down to once a week." Peter wrapped a big arm around her shoulders, bent his head, and kissed the, um, delightful girl who had just filled my arse. Gob-smacked was the least of my problems. I could seriously get to like her and knew that would be a very stupid move. I sat on the toilet and felt a large amount of fluid drip. I cleaned and dressed. I heard giggling noises and laughter and creaking from Peter's doorless bedroom. I tiptoed through the family room and peeked. Her smaller body lay on top of him. His hands held her undulating rump. His legs hooked over her shoulders as she strongly fucked into his wicked arse. She suddenly let loose a loud orgasmic shout and, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I watched her whole body spasm. She turned her head, smiled at me, and continued to fuck him. I grinned, nodded and waved. I knew I could have joined them – house rule – but instead I left. As I staggered back home, my legs trembled. I felt weak but my heart continued to beat strongly. And my empty anus, well, I needed another cock back up there as soon as I could arrange it. I knew I would crave that full feeling forevermore. I found my wife still spread out on the couch. I paused and gazed down at her. Why did she have to be such a prude? She had given up on the most wonderful thing in the universe: sex. But that had driven me onto something greater and much more spiritually fulfilling, not to mention physically. Sex with men was definitely far better and much purer. She woke and looked up. "Did you have fun?" I chuckled. "Yeah, I did." "How was the game?" "Invigorating," I said. "Energetic. More than I expected. Bit of a surprise, too." "Lots of sticking on that pool table?" "That, too." She looked up at me and actually smiled. "As I said before, it is always good to have a hobby. One needs pleasure in one's life." Guilt washed my soul for a moment before I told it who was boss. My wife winked at me and smiled. And I wondered. ### July 2021 by Hozzel. Authors notes: I was not sure which part of Breeding Zone this should should be posted, so I posted it in the same area as part 1. This is an original work of fiction. The characters are all invented but the story stems from a real experience related to me many years ago by a spunky online friend from Sydney. We used to exchange scalding hot emails, and had a great deal of fun describing what we would do to each other. He had gotten off on my Mistress J and mansex stories, and he gave me permission to use his real all-male gangbang experience in a story. He described himself as a multi-cummer who loved being restrained and fucked for an hour solid by his top buddy and his buddy's mates. As he travelled cross-country for work, we agreed to get together when he was in my state. He promised to fill my virgin arse with many loads and I promised he could bottom for me, too. Sadly, he passed away from asbestosis before the fun-filled hookup could happen. This one's for you, mate. It would have been one hot afternoon. I would love to hear your thoughts about part III. What would you like? What will happen? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a hard throbbing wet response, I would positively love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at my pseudonym, athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.

In My Neighbour's Backyard By Hozzel A loud noise from the neighbour's backyard first attracted my attention. A solid thumping noise, as if someone punched metal over and over. A strange, weird noise accented each thump, like repeated grunts, with a staccato rhythm, "Uh...uh...uh..." Curious, I snuck between the leafy shrubs up to the corrugated iron fence and peered between the branches into their big back yard. Next to a big shed, the yard was littered with old cars, parts of old cars, wheels and tyres. "Oh, fuck!" I heard. The vision startled me. I hopped back, shocked and aroused at the same time. I quickly peeked over the fence again. 18-year-old Roger, the younger brother, spread face-down over the bonnet of one of an old car. His fists beat the dirty white bonnet while his bare bum and legs quivered from the hammering he received from his older completely naked brother, Flynn. Mouth open, I realized my breathing had deepened and I had become instantly solid. Flynn fucked fast and hard into his brother. I could hear his hips as they quick slapped against Roger's bare arse. I saw Flynn's fingers curl and then heard Roger yelp when he thumped the bonnet again. Between his spread legs I could just make out Roger's tight balls and stiff cock. It flopped up and down with every pelvic punch from eager Flynn. As I stared I realized Roger was pushing back in time to Flynn's heavy thrusts. They were fucking each other. Roger yelled, "Harder, harder!" and Flynn went into overdrive. Clearly no one was being forced here. The boys wanted to do this. "Hey! Not without me!" Their dad ran around the corner of the shed, dropped his board shorts and kicked them away. My mouth hung further open as I marvelled at his big hardening cock. The grey fuzz surrounding the thickening base was not enough to hide its size. Is he going to…? "What have I told you boys about doing it in the open!" Guilt and shame suddenly washed through me. I was spying on my neighbours having incestuous male sex. I was peeking, [banned word], a naughty voyeur. And they were men! I wasn't into men, although I had secretly enjoyed trans and gay porn and got off from it. I knew my straight-laced wife would throw a tizzy if she caught me with the porn or doing this. Luckily she was out shopping. I could not help myself and simply had to spy again. Peter, their bear-shaped bearded dad with a dragon tattoo on his left upper arm, stepped up behind Flynn, roughly grabbed the boy's narrow hips and thrust that great big hard thing into his son's skinny arse. He didn't take his time and ease it in, he pushed hard and grunted loud, causing Flynn to shout. "Fuck, Dad!" "There's a real bareback cock in ya now," the older man said firmly. He slammed against his older son and the late teenage son pushed against his younger brother. "I know you love it up the arse just as much as Rog." Flynn cried out as his father began to fuck like mad and let out a continuous loud moan. It escalated into a non-stop holler which quavered from his pounding. The hairy older man held his son's hips and just hammered relentlessly. Flynn shook from the body hits and Roger kept pounding the bonnet and yelping, "Shit, that's good!" That was it. Decency be damned! Intrigued, I unzipped, pulled my hard dick out and began to wank the foreskin back and forth. I watched them go at it for the next five minutes. Peter, clearly a strong fucker, never missed a beat. He never slowed or paused except to change his footing. He fucked his boy hard, with an ongoing animal growl, until, suddenly, I saw his shaking rear clench. I heard a loud grunt and watched the boys' father jam hard and deep. "Feel that? Fuckin' loading you, boy," Peter said loudly. Roger yelled something like, "You fuckin' got me goin'! Gaaa…" I glimpsed his cock jerking and guessed he was coming, too. Their dad slapped and grunted a few more times then pulled out. His singlet topped chest heaved from deep breaths. Fluid dripped from his son's arse. He turned toward me and motioned, "Come on over and join in!" I could not believe it. I was caught! Embarrassed, I scrambled back. I heard, "Come on, hop over, Ben. It's okay, isn't it boys?" Peter's bearded face appeared on the other side of the fence. "I knew you were [banned word] on us. My boys like to be fucked and they don't mind bein' watched. They do it to each other all the time. They're supposed to keep it inside but on a day like this, what can I say? Perfect weather for havin' a root outdoors." He turned and called, "Hey, boys! Would you like to have a go with Ben?" I heard thumping on the car and, "Yeah!" Then the rhythmic squeaking of the car resumed as Flynn fucked into his young brother again. "Hang on," I said, tucked myself away, and came back with a step-stool. Peter helped me over the fence. "Strip off," Peter instructed. He reached down and unbuckled my belt. "Can't fuck properly with all this gear." He quickly removed all my clothes. "You're hard as a rock," he observed, fondling my erection. It felt weird having another man paw at me, but in my aroused state, I actually liked it. Wearing flipflops only, I walked barearse naked, with their father's fingers rubbing my knob, up to the rooting lads. I had visited their home only once before and now something made sense. All the inside doors had been removed. No secrets. Easy access. I had heard yelling and even screaming before and now I knew the cause. Peter pointed, "Don't be shy, mate. My boys really like to suck and fuck. There's a nicely slick arse right there for you. Go ahead, stick it in. Or would you rather be the bottom?" He shoved me toward his sons. "Both," I stammered. I knew what he meant. Flynn pulled out of his brother, stepped to the side. I stood behind the young boy and looked down at his rear, right where his older brother's cock had just been. "Go ahead," ordered their father. "He'll love it." "Yeah," Roger chirped. "Stick it in me bum." I shook my head, stepped up and pressed the swollen head of my cock between the boy's cheeks. What the fuck was I about to do? When I hesitated, Flynn shoved me in the back and I suddenly pushed all the way into Roger. My shocked dick went in easily. One push and I penetrated deep. It felt unbelievably snug and positively marvelous. I felt Roger's internal muscles clench and clench on me as he started to move. My wife had never, ever, allowed anal sex. For that matter, sex between us had become almost non-existent for years. But now, here it was, I was doing anal for the first time, and doing it with a teenage boy, my neighbour's youngest son. Gay sex. I was not freaked out, and it felt wonderful! I would never be the same again. "Go ahead," Flynn said to me. "He likes it rough." I placed my palms on Roger's hips and, started to shove in and out. Roger grunted with each of my thrusts. "Uh…uh…uh… Fuckin' come on," he snapped. "Give it to me!" Right. I grabbed his bony hips and began to pound into him. The intense sensations mounted quickly. It wouldn't take long. I slowed, trying to draw out the feelings and my quickening climax. "Too good," I muttered. "Here," I heard Peter say, "see if you like this." He stepped up behind me and took my hips in thick-fingered hands. I stopped and felt his big cock push between my arsecheeks. Stunned, I held still and let him have his way. Flynn said, "Dad likes to fuck us when we're fucking each other." This was another wonderful fantasy: to be taken over and over by another man or a strong trans. I had dreamed what it would feel like when a real penis fucked into my guts instead of a broom handle. Now here it was and the reality felt far hotter. Peter slowly pushed into me. It felt like a huge slug invaded my body. I stood rock still, leaned over Roger, felt all the astonishing sensations, and panted while his father slowly slid his enormous prick up my rectum. This was great! When I felt his hips against my rear, he paused and said, "You're fuckin' tight. How does that feel?" "Good," I breathed. "Huge. Full." "Hurt any?" "Barely," I admitted. In fact, there was almost no pain, just the feeling of being stretched and stuffed full. I had no idea I could take that much. "Like it?" "Love it," I said truthfully, bent over his son. "Good. You must be a natural. Here goes, slut." He pulled almost out then pushed himself back into me. I let out an explosive breath. I could feel his entire cock slide in and out as he began to fuck, a fabulous carnal feeling. Soon he was fucking me quickly. This caused me to do the same to Roger. My own penis swelled further as it slipped inside the boy's arse. Peter shovelled and something inside my rear began to tingle. It felt as if an orgasm was quickly rising. In an attempt to hold off I huffed "Oof! How often do you do this?" "All the time," Flynn said. "Do you like it, Rog?" I asked. I slid my palms over the youth's bare back while Peter fucked me with short, jabbing strokes. "Fuck, yeah." "Do you ever get to do it? Get to top?" "Yeah. But I like being a cumdump best." "You do it with anyone else?" "Sure. When me mates or Flynn's mates come over. Or Dad's buddies." Their father suddenly slammed into me, knocking my breath out through my nose. "Yeah, he's a right cumdump, Roger is. Flynn, too. I'm getting' there. How're you doin'?" "Fuckin' hell, I think you're screwing my prostate," I said. "I'm coming without squirting." My body twisted in pure pleasure as a fluidless orgasm flashed through me. I had never felt anything like it before and it was unbelievable! Despite coming, my erection remained hard inside Roger's arse, and I felt as if I could do it again immediately. But I felt Peter ram himself against my buttocks, felt his enormous cock swell even further, and felt him begin to pulse inside me. Felt the strong volleys of thick warm fluid as he shot into me, over and over. It triggered my own stronger orgasm. I could no longer hold back. I yelled very loud and shot over and over into the teenage boy. "What'd ya scream like that that for?" "Better that way," I panted. "Like karate. Yelling and screaming makes it feel stronger. Greater punch." "Have to remember that at the next gangbang." The weight on my back suddenly lifted. My anus felt empty, my rear cool and exposed. Peter smacked my bum. "That your first time, mate?" "Yah." "Cool. Ready for more?" I started to stand up. My legs felt weak. I shook briefly, but I stammered, "Okay." "Anyone else want another round with our new slut? He's been broken in." Roger levered himself off the car and faced me. He was hard again. Long and thin and straight up. "I want to fuck you." "Go ahead," I heard Peter instruct. "Ben, here, is our new fucktoy." Roger stood before me, grabbed my arms roughly, and pulled my body against his. For a skinny boy, he was quite strong. Face close, I felt his hot breath then lips on mine then tongue as he tried to lick my own tongue. What the hell, I let him, and returned the passionate kiss. My hands descended to his round rump and I felt his hard cock rub against mine. He then wrestled me to the dirt. On my back, eager Roger spread my thighs with his hips and knees and proceeded to fill me nicely. Grinning, he pushed up over me and began to fuck me in earnest with long steady strokes and panting breaths. Flynn fell onto his brother. Roger paused while Flynn inserted. And then their father, his fat renewed, stepped between our legs and pushed into his older son. My legs stretched wide, I revelled in the amazing but awkward four-way fuck. "He's ours, now. Let's go, boys! Breed him! Knock him up!" "You gonna poz him, Dad?" "Why not!" Three more loads in my butt later, Flynn and Roger took turns sucking and licking me hard again. I felt ready to fuck once more. Instead of being worn out, I was super-charged, energized for the next hit of fantastic, shameless sex in my neighbour's sunny backyard. My rear tingled with only slight soreness. The boys, however, pissed off, literally leaving me with their insatiable father. Peter placed his hands on the old car, arms straight, spread his hairy legs and offered himself to me. "I'll teach ya how to bottom, ya old cunt." He did. He came hands free, too, this time screaming like a banshee. Me, too. After, as he escorted me back to my home, he said, "My buddies'll be over Saturday night. You can be the slut at the centre of our next gangbang. In fact, come over any time. We have a 'not allowed to say no' policy." I nodded and admitted, "Sounds great. Love to." I had loved it. The feeling of their cocks filling my arse still tingled nicely. I had crossed a new line in my life, one I was not about to reject. "Applies to you, too, of course. Whatever any of us wants, you have to obey." "Sure." Late that afternoon, my frumpy wife commented that I seemed in a particularly happy mood and asked what I had done during the day. "Hopped over the fence and visited the neighbours," I said. "Turns out we have a hobby in common, so I might be spending more time over there. I'm going over to watch the footy Saturday night." Visions of men taking me raw danced in my new-found wicked imagination. "That's nice, dear," she said. "Always good to have a hobby." ### July 2021 by Hozzel. This is a work of fiction. It is not based on a real event. Or is it? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a throbbing response, I would love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.

Growing up, I'd always suspected that my dad was gay. Or at least, shall we say, sexually indiscriminating? I mean, he was still married to mom and I had to come from somewhere. Besides, I do remember hearing them occasionally banging one out as their bedroom was right across the hall from mine. But still I had my suspicions, which were reinforced by behaviors. From the time I could remember I'd always just been around my dad when he was naked. Nudity was just an everyday thing at my house, so it never struck me as odd. Nudity was a thing for mom and me, too. Heck, There are many a photograph of me running around our house as a kid in my all-together! However, as I got older I started to notice Dad was nude around me more often than Mom. It was more 'our thing' - just two dudes hangin.... We bathed and showered together quite often, and hung out watching TV afterward as we air-dried. And, when I wasn't actually bathing, I would keep Dad company while he took a bath. He would let me play with boats in the deep end while we talked. Occasionally we'd play a game Dad called 'Light House' in which I would drive the boat between his legs to the 'lighthouse' that was standing erect there. The boat would crash on the 'rocks' below and I would laugh and laugh.... Anyway, I also first learned about masturbation from my father when I spied on him when he pleasured himself in the garage. I saw him fire his load into a shop rag, and after he went back inside I retrieved the rag and investigated it. What was this sticky fluid? Naturally he came back and caught me. I was SO embarrassed! But Dad took it very much in stride and was completely matter of fact about it all. And that's when I learned all about the birds and the bees. And also about what guys can do for special fun on their own, as he had just done. He also made it clear I should never tell Mom about because she was a girl and wouldn't understand. Dad's special magazines were also readily available for me; he really didn't even bother to hide them. They were just at the bottom of a magazine basket in our den. They started out as Playboy, but as I got older they became Penthouse, Club, Chic, Oui, and then some harder core mags with dicks and fucking in them too! Those were my favorites-- the ones that showed closeups of men with erections. Anyway, As I got older I gained hair and modesty, so the joint showers and nudity stopped and doors started being closed. Well, really just my doors-- although that didn't stop my Dad from interrupting me on more than one occasion. The first time, I was in my room, officially studying, but of course not only was I playing with myself, I was actually on the cusp of blowing my load when Dad barged into my room. I don't think I ever moved so fast in my life! Giving a quick laugh Dad exclaimed "Whoops!" And as he closed my door he added "Just don't get any on my Penthouse." There were a couple more times after that when Dad caught my jerking off. Each time Dad joked and commented something like "Damn, boy! Don't wear it out!" Or "Do you ever put that thing away?" Which is why I started jacking in the shower or behind a locked bathroom door. Slowly over this time, my suspicions about Dad being gay and his extracurricular activities increased. He was gone longer hours, working out more, or at least saying he was working out. Sometimes he'd come home and you could tell he'd had a beer or two. Mom and he fought more over piddly shit. I pretty much figured he was having an affair, or hooking up somewhere. And I could clearly see my parents on the clear trajectory toward divorce. He was also buddying up to me more during this time, telling me that I was really growing into a man, and complementing my by remarking how handsome I was becoming. Our conversations felt conspiratorial, and Dad increasingly joked around with me, and his jokes took on an ever increasing sexual overtone. Everything seemed to be a double-entendre. Well, the summer before my senior year of high school, Mom started a new job and started working nights. I think she took this job just so she and Dad would spend less time breathing the same air. It also forced Dad to be home more to take care of me (in theory). Dad still routinely got home late, often smelling of, well, I'm not sure what, but his body had a distinctive aroma. Even so, Dad was definitely more often at home more, which conveniently left us together with free time. In the evenings. Before bed. As I said before, Mom and Dad's room was right across the hall from mine. And in their room they had an old TV with a VCR. You know - for watching movies in bed. And with Mom working nights and Dad being Dad, well... he fired up the VCR - a lot. I mostly ignored it the first few times-- but I could hear the porn playing and the soft, creaking motion of his bed and I knew what was going on. But it was my father! I shouldn't be listening, hardly daring to breathe. I shouldn't be turned on by this, should I? Why did I have a boner?? So many thoughts... so many conflicted emotions. Finally one night I couldn't take it any more and I wanted-- no, NEEDED-- to see. So I snuck out of bed and crept quietly into the hall. Dad always left his door ajar, so I figured I could peep in and see him and the porn while he was too distracted to notice. I figured I was being quiet as a cat. I was wrong. "You might as well just come on in," he said in a loud voice. Fuck! Busted AGAIN by Dad!! Well, I sheepishly went into his bedroom and he gestured for me to sit next to him on the bed. He wasn't even trying to hide his erection. "Come on, you might as well 'take a load off' too. I can see you want to," again with the double entendre as he nodded to the boner in my pajamas. I stood next to the bed, guts churning, nervous as hell and shaking like a leaf while I stared at the erection held in his first. He smiled and patted the bed-- and I took my place beside him. Little did I realize that this small action would set me on a dark path and seal my fate. That first night we watched porn together and jacked off. Well, he jacked off and I mostly watched him jack off. When he came all over his belly and fist, I came too. In my pajamas. Without touching myself. From there we slowly progressed. It wasn't an every night event, but when I was in bed and I'd hear the porn soundtrack, I'd get up and join him. It started out as innocently jacking together. From there it became me jacking him off while we watched. I still vividly remember the first time I touched his erection - it was like a bolt of lightning struck me and I could barely breathe. And again, when he came, the feeling of his seed running over my knuckles made my own dick cum in my underwear. (No more Jammie's for this guy!) From there it soon progressed to blowjobs. Never him on me-- I was the son and it was my duty to get him off. To be a good boy. Oddly enough, it was a bigger deal to first jack my Dad than to blow him. The blowjob came naturally. Feeling the smooth, warm skin of his head with my tongue just felt right somehow. And when he shot in my mouth? There was no hesitation: I swallowed instantly. And happily. At this point in our relationship I had definitely shifted to just being his convenient sex toy. Sort of his human fleshlight. He didn't really make eye contact or acknowledge me at all. He was focused on the straight porn on the VCR. I didn't jack off or really touch myself at all in his presence. I would finish him off, he'd turn off the VCR and lights, and I'd go back to my room. Once there is either jack off or go to sleep. More often than not, I didn't even jack myself. And then one night it finally happened. This was in January of my senior year. It was after Christmas and I was back in school, Mom was back to work. I heard the porn fire up, but it was different porn. This time the grunting was more masculine - no more whiny bitch moaning. I went in and I saw Dad watching porn. I was right. He was playing a new porn tape. This one showed two guys on the screen, two, hot, furry, mustachioed men... and they were fucking! It was so hot and the breath caught in my throat. Dad and I started as we usually did-- him jacking for a minute, then me doing it for him. Then my mouth on his dick, as usual. But this time instead of cumming down my throat, he tapped my head after awhile and I stopped. "Get on all fours," he whispered. We NEVER talked during our sessions so this startled me. It was almost like a slap. But he just stopped everything, gestured toward the TV with a chin flip, and told me to "assume the position". My guts instantly turned to water as I knew what was about to happen and I wasn't sure about it at all. Wasn't sure I wanted to get fucked, but after all he was my Dad, and instinctively I wanted to please him so I got on all fours. I was facing the porn and I felt the bed shift as he got behind me. He reached and got some KY off the nightstand. My heart was thundering in my chest. Soon I felt the cool, wet hardness of his cockhead pushing at my sphincter. This was it-- I was losing my virginity. To my father. He pushed into my ass. I distinctly remember the pain. I tried to push back a bit on his thigh, to slow him or get him to stop but he was clearly bent on fucking. Which he did. I winced and grunted as he thrust inelegantly into me. It hurt and it felt like my asshole was ripping because of his thickness. I tried to relax-- I tried to understand how the one guy in the porn seemed to be really enjoying the cock in HIS ass. Did it hurt him as much? I tried to breathe through it. I teared up a bit. Then suddenly my father was buried inside me and shuddering. I could fee his cock throbbing in my ass, much as it had done in my mouth. There would be five or so pulses and a few aftershocks, again... like usual. I counted them off in my head. His hands were on my hips as he slowly pulled out of me. Then he magically produced some paper towels to wipe himself with and he was done. Stunned I made my way to the bathroom to wipe myself clean. There was a KY residue, some brown, and some red. Blood. So I HAD torn a bit. I stood in the bathroom a long time and looked at myself in the mirror. I was confused and hotly ashamed, mainly because I found myself aroused at the thought of what just happened to me. I jacked myself and came all over the bathroom sink while thinking about my Dad's cock violating my ass. Two nights later the same thing happened. And again a couple nights after that. Soon, I realized this was our new norm. So I stopped at Walgreens after work one day and got my own tube of KY that I kept in my secret hiding spot in my room. I started fingering my ass and lubing myself before heading in for our father-son bonding ritual. As time went on, some weeks there was less sex and I found myself a bit disappointed (and if I'm being honest, jealous). Because Dad was "late" getting home, his clothes smelling of cigarettes and "that smell" that I'd later come to realize was the stench of an adult bookstore. I'd always find myself wondering why I wasn't good enough-- had I done something wrong? Was he displeased, or worse... bored with me? But then he'd fire up the VCR again, and everything would be right as rain. Of course it's not like I was completely innocent during this time either. Dad had sort of opened the door to my sexuality. I had a couple friends at school that I was blowing fairly regularly. And there may have been one or two 'park encounters' between me and older men. Anyway, this continued through the summer until it was time for me to leave for my freshman year of college. In my mind this was also the cutoff point for my activity with Dad. I was going to college to start the next chapter in my life. I wanted to be normal. I wanted a change. And I knew I was approaching adulthood, wouldn't really be living at home anymore. I'd love to be able to say that we had one final night together before I left, where we spent the entire night fucking and he actually fucked me on my back while looking at me, and telling me that I was a good son and he was proud. Ah, the romantic in me! But no-- our sessions ended not with a bang, but a whisper. Really I don't even much remember our last fuck. As summer waned he sort of did it less and less. Plus Dad got really sick earlier in the summer, and that really seemed to zap his energy levels. I was okay with all this. It made my college transition that much easier. When I came home at Christmas break, Dad met me at the door and had me sit down. He had some things to tell me, he said. My stomach lurched as I could predict what was coming. Well... ALMOST predict. In a somber voice he explained Mom had moved out and that they were getting a divorce. He said there was something else, too. He had been to his doctor and... He took a deep, shuddering breath and said the last thing I expected: "Son... I'm HIV positive."

Finally went to Buckman Field in PDX a couple weeks ago. Walked around a little bit, checking things out. Saw a cutie standing alone so I walked away from the track a bit. He followed me and we started making out. Asked if he was a top or bottom and he said top, so I lubed his cock up with spit and turned around. He fed his cock into my ass and fucked me with a nice 7 inch cock. Dropped his load and left. I walked around a bit more, then was hit up by a guy waving his cock at me. I wasn’t really into him but figured what the hell and started sucking him. I got bored sucking real quick and just got on my hands and knees. He stuck it in and fucked me for about 5 minutes and dumped a load in me. I’m thinking about heading to Steam this weekend because I’ve been bottoming more lately and I just want to take a bunch of loads.

Actually, "on-demand" PrEP works well for bottoms. You're basically protected after 2 hours. (If you then take it again every 24 hours until ~48 hours after your last sexual encounter.) This is because the primary risk for bottoms is in your GI tract, and that's where the medicine is immediately after you take it. But a longer period is needed if you are a top or have a vagina and have vaginal sex. But tops are substantially less likely to get HIV (about 6.5x less risk).

It means to be down to fuck right away. Not spending time on small talk and getting to know each other, just straight to action (so long as everyone is who they say they are!). it probably also means that the expectation of the relationship is that they will contact each other to plan fucks.

Never ever have I paid for it but that top has me reaching for my wallet.

The following experience is the entire reason I still use Grindr at all (based on my geography anyway). A rather sexy 38 year old middle eastern man messages me and we chat. It does not take long for us to determine that we are compatible for one of our favourite activities = flip fucking. I welcome him inside and gave him a glass of water. After some small talk he leaned in and began kissing me and we were off to a very erotic start. One thing leads to another and we are into the bed room and naked and writing on top of one another. We take turns sucking one another's cock and fucking one another's ass. He has to hold back and let me do most of the worst as he was so close to cumming pretty quickly. It doesn't matter, I enjoy a nice 20 minute fuck. Those can be satisfying too! He lost his load balls in me and then continued to fuck it deeper into me for a few minutes as his cock was winding down. That was my favourite part. <happy fucking all>

yes, my father was the first man to fuck my ass, a 26 year year married neighbor (while his wife watched) was the second man , and my older jock brother who was on the high school football team at the time was the 3rd.

Same. Like to keep my small nub locked and focus solely on my pussy. Recently sized down one from the pic.

I will be slamming with my connection at approximately 10:30 PM Eastern time tonight, Tuesday 24 August 2021. Shortly thereafter I will orally worship his HIV + and Meth slamming erect black dick. He will mount me within a relatively short period of time and proceed to fuck me bareback and deposit his filthy meth addict ball snot up in my guts. Then a brief ATM function is done by me, he lights a blunt, has a Newport and leaves. This will be the 4th such event in the last 7’days.

Red Means Go Over the next few days I popped on the hookup app to see if I could find the nerdy guy again. I wanted more info on him if I was going to call and I'd been too rushed on Saturday to look. Tuesday I finally spotted him and read over the profile. "22 auburn/blue, 5'10 135lbs vers bottom" was all it said, but the "neg" checkbox was ticked. I wasn't sure whether to send a message via phone or the app. Giving it more thought than it deserved, I grabbed my hookup phone and tapped out a message to him and hoped he gave me his real number. I typed out "hey I'm the guy from the showers at the bh on sat" and hit send. I didn't expect a reply right away and wasn't sure I wanted to hookup that night anyway, but it didn't take too long to get a response. "really? im not really in ur league" he sent back. "I like lots of types but if u think ur too hot for me..." I replied, chuckling to myself. I might be cocky, but I'm also a little self deprecating. "F no other way round u lookin?" was his lightning fast response. "maybe. what u into? ur prof light on info. U saw mine n read all of it?" I typed back, having to retype half the words and remembering how crappy the keyboard was on this phone. I took so long to reply I half expected him to think I ghosted. "ur top hot hung bb only" and then "dont like BS or flakes" he replied. "Hmmm, maybe he did look it over" I thought to myself. "And?" I added, wanting to make sure he knew my status. "not lookin for a bf" he sent back a minute later. I shook my head, not wanting to drag this out much longer. "U see my status?" I asked. "yeah i fucked w poz guys b4" he said. I smiled wondering how many were as toxic as me. I then sent "k. u on prep or just fuck undet guys?" "no prep since covid others undet I think why?" he sent back a few minutes later. It seemed like he was either distracted with other possibilities or was starting to figure it out. "meds ran out so i'm viral" I sent back, expecting that to be the last of it. It took several more minutes to get a response and I had enough time to roll a few joints from the bag I got on Saturday. "wow u poz that guy in shower?" he asked. I laughed to myself and typed out "hes on prep." With no response, I flipped on the TV and got sucked into a youtube rabbit hole. It was maybe thirty minutes later that I saw a notification on my phone and it said "4 new messages." Nerd boy had replied while I was distracted and had sent "1 guy did poz rp when he fucked me" followed by "was hot" and then several minutes later "u poz ne1?" and then the one I just got - "u there?" "it can be hot but some freak out. yes I have ;)" I sent back, wondering if he'd be one of the freak out guys or the turned on ones. "u really want to meet?" he sent back a minute later. "sure just know what ur getting into" I replied back. "tonight or tomorrow good?" and then "roomies here tonight maybe tom too" he texted back. "tonight good. idc about roomies. we can fk in front of em if u want" I sent back, half serious. "omg 9 ok?" came back right away. A few more messages and I had an address near the university and he knew I was going to jog over there and would be hot and sweaty, which seemed to excite him. I sent "here" as I got to his building and he was letting me in a minute later. We climbed the stairs and made our way down to the back corner of the building. Walking into the apartment, there were two guys on each end of the couch and the smell of stale pot smoke lingering in the air. "Damn, he's a lot hotter than the guys you usually bring around" said the thin Asian guy wearing just some running shorts like mine at the far end of the couch. His body seemed almost completely hairless and perfectly smooth. With the black framed glasses he wore, I would pegged him as another nerdy college guy. The only thing that changed that impression was the long goatee and left tattoo sleeve . "You paying him, Chase?" asked the other guy, a beefy cub in cargo shorts and a loose tee. His arms and legs were covered in dark fur and his longish hair was pulled up into a bun. Given how hairy his limbs were, his shaved, cherubic face would definitely look a lot better with a beard, I thought. "Shut up, you're just jealous" the Asian guy said as the cub nodded. I briefly thought how hot it would be to have all three of them lined up on the bed, waiting for me to breed all of them. "Let's go to my room" my nerdy guy, Chase, said. I followed him down the short hallway, noticing a surprisingly clean bathroom and a very messy bedroom on the way. Chase said "Here's my room. Its smaller but I have it to myself" as he pulled his tee over his head and kicked off his sandals. Thankfully his room was pretty neat. I went to close the door but he said "mind if we keep it open? They do like to watch sometimes." I laughed and opened the door wide. When I turned around he was standing there naked next to the bed, his cock starting to harden. "Confident or eager... both are sexy traits" I thought to myself. On the bedstand next to him I spotted a bottle of lube and some poppers next to a couple condoms. Walking closer, I pulled my tank top off and wrapped my hand around the back of his head. I pulled him in for a sloppy kiss which quickly had our tongues probing each other. He was a good kisser and seemed to like it as rough as I did. Grabbing his hair, I pulled his head back and looked right into his eyes. "This is your only chance to stop. If you tell me to keep going, I'm going to fuck you and breed you. After that, its a crap shoot as to what happens" I said quietly so only he could hear. He was staring back at me and nodded, saying "Let's do it... just no poz talk in case my roomies are listening." His face broke into a devilish grin and I smiled back at him. He was probably expecting me to resume the kiss, but I twisted my upper body and mashed his face into my sweaty pit. I wasn't sure if it was a loud whimper or a moan that came out of him, but he seemed to be enjoying it. His tongue was lapping over every bit of my pit, licking the sweat and hair while breathing deep to get my rank scent. I let him go after a few minutes like this and pulled his head back again. His face was covered in spit and he was waiting for my next move. Twisting the other way, he had another pit to service and this time I heard him breathe deep before he started to lick. He savored my right pit just like he did the left, his moans having a sultry tone to them. Like the other one, I let him work my ripe pit over for a few minutes and then pulled him off. I wasn't planning on going full alpha on him but he wasn't giving me any sign that it wasn't his thing. Chase was staring back at me, the sweat and spit glistening off his skin and several days scruff. He was panting a little and it seemed like a good time to see if he could suck my dick like he devoured my pits. Backing away a few inches, my fistful of hair pulled him down and he quickly took the hint. He surprised me as he dragged his tongue down my chest and I'm sure if I had let go of his head he would have spent some time on my nips. It's not that I don't like a guy working my nips over, but I was mostly in control and I guided him down to my already hard cock. That was much more important. "Oh my god" he muttered and I heard some shuffling behind me. Turning my head, I saw both of his roommates were at the door, peering inside and trying to watch. I've never been afraid of an audience when I fuck and this was no different. I turned slightly so that they could see their roommate start to take my cock into his mouth. There was a gasp and "damn" coming from the doorway and a muffled grunt as Chase stretched his jaw open to get the first part of my cock into his mouth. He struggled and tried to make sure my shaft went in without his teeth scraping but he couldn't. Now, I've gotten used to teeth being part of most blowjobs and have learned to like it. He must have had enough guys tell him "no teeth" so he quickly retreated and began working on the head. Chase was no stranger to uncut cock and he knew how to play with the foreskin and use his tongue to good effect. A few snickers came from the doorway so I turned my head and said "If you think you can deep throat this, then get over here or shut the fuck up!" That silenced the peanut gallery pretty quick and Chase kept working at it. He licked over the sides and bottom and then went down to my balls. It was nice to see him not give up easily and after a while he tried again, wrapping his lips around the head and then going down a little at a time. I'm not sure what he did, but he was able to get his jaw open a little further and once he got past the thick middle part of my cock he was golden. My right hand pressed on the back of his head and my cock sunk deeper. "Holy fuck" came a comment from the doorway. Holy fuck, indeed. Chase didn't take my cock all the way, but he came damn close and it was obvious that his throat could open wider than his jaw. I slowly fucked his mouth for a bit until I knew he needed a break. Pulling back, I felt his teeth graze over my dick until the head popped free of his lips. He pulled the foreskin back and lapped around the exposed head and dug his tongue into the slit. He got his first taste of my toxic juice and kept going for more. He held my cock with the head on his tongue and let the pre leak out on to his tongue before he sucked on the head again. I wasn't sure if he was trying to put off the actual fuck or if he really loved nursing on a guy's cock. When I let go of his head, he leaned back and looked up at me. The grin on my face told him it was time and he nodded back before sliding back on to the bed and pulling his legs back. As much as he might like sucking dick, I like eating ass. Both make a good prelude to the main event. I knelt down and buried my face in his ass. The covering of red hair continued inside his butt crack. The musk from his sweaty ass sent a surge through my body as I dug my tongue into his waiting hole. My beard intermingled with his ass hair and soon all of it was covered in spit. While his ass might have been sweaty, his pussy was fresh and clean. The ring kept flexing around my tongue while I heard his moaning fill the room. Well, it might not have just been his moaning - there was a surround-sound effect coming from in front of me and behind. A small wet spot was forming on the carpet below my cock and I needed to see if his ass felt as good around my dick as it did my tongue. After several minutes of rimming his hot ass, I stood up and grabbed his hips, pulling him a bit further off the bed and lining up my rigid cock. Reaching over, I grabbed the poppers and took a couple hits before tossing them on the bed next to Chase. He took a couple on each nostril and then I watched his face flush. I thought about asking him again if he was sure but the look on his face was one of pure lust. It would be a waste of time asking him since his dick and ass were doing the thinking right now and I could totally relate. With my cock nestled up to the ring, I dripped some more spit on it before pushing in. His initial tightness soon gave way as he relaxed and my cock was able to force its way inside. He let out a groan and I knew he was getting stretched more than he was used to. I felt it too, since the abrasions on the top and bottom of my dick were beginning to sting from the spit. My gaze went from watching my shaft invade his body up to his rigid, dripping seven inch cock that was hovering over his abs and then up to his face. Less than a quarter of my cock was inside him and the expression on his face was one of victory. I wasn't going to consider it victory until he'd taken every inch and was filled with my seed. Bracing my hands on his legs, my hips began to rock back and forth, driving my shaft deeper each time. Our eyes were locked again as my cock stretched him open. With over two thirds of my cock inside him I really started to fuck. Faster and faster I pumped my cock until I was sliding in and out easily. My precum was helping but he really did open up faster than most guys I've fucked. Now that I had a good pace thrusting into him I wanted to get the rest of the way in. The tip of my cock was tapping relentlessly onto his inner ring and eventually it made it through. It was probably a lot bigger than he expected, based on the sudden writhing he did under me. I leaned forward and pinned him to the bed, my cock fully rooted inside him. His eyes were wide open and almost the size of baseballs. His mouth kept moving but no sound came out. I didn't move and just let him try to adjust to the invasion. Once the spasms faded I knew he was ready for the next step. I slowly pulled my cock back until just the head was inside and then drove back in until my balls were resting on his sweaty ass. Chase's eyes rolled back and he cried out "Oh god... do it again!" This time I pulled back a little faster and then thrust my shaft in again. The bed squeaked, there were gasps from behind me (a little closer than before, I thought) and a deep groan came from Chase. I kept it up, going faster each time until my grunts joined the chorus and my balls were now pulled up tight. The puddle of pre on his abs and chest grew as my cock massaged his prostate with every thrust. I changed my angle just a little and the next shove plowed in making him spasm again. This time, he wasn't writhing in pain, he was showering his chest and face in his own cum. I love making a bottom orgasm from my fucks since it always seems to milk a bigger load out of my balls. As his second volley landed in and around his open mouth, my first spurt shot out, flooding his wrecked fuck chute. The pulses of cum from my cock coated everything both past his inner ring and before it, while my cock slowly rocked inside him. Both of us were growling as we released our loads and soon the growl became a moan before fading away. We stayed there, locked together for a few minutes until I slowly withdrew my softening cock. It left his hole with a plop and a large glob of pink cum fell to the floor. "Holy shit, you really fucked him raw and bred him?" the cub asked. I laughed and said "Yeah, I only fuck raw. Think it's easy finding rubbers that fit this?" pointing to my dick. "Uh... I guess not. I always play safe though" he replied. "I guess you don't want to try this, then" I responded. "Fuck no... See what you did to his ass? I can see blood" the cub said with a tinge of disgust in his voice. "Well, maybe you should try Chase as your first bare fuck. He's not as thick and I you'd get to find out how much better a raw fuck is compared to a covered one" I said. I could see that he was thinking about it and hadn't just dismissed it right away. Hopefully he would get one of Chase's first viral loads. I was feeling pretty confident that between Chase's wrecked hole and the big load I gave him he'd be in the brotherhood soon. The roommates retreated out of the room and I laid on the bed next to Chase. "You ok?" I asked, getting ready for the PEP discussion. "Fuck yeah. That was so hot. I've never had anyone own my ass like that. Most guys don't get as rough as I like. I'm gonna feel this for days but... damn I loved it!" he said. He was still staring at the ceiling when he said "I know you said you're not looking for a boyfriend. Neither am I... cuz I like doin it with more than one guy... and I like to top some..." He paused and then added "... but I hope we can do it again... I mean... if I wasn't a bad fuck." I laughed and replied "No, you weren't a bad fuck... pretty damn good, actually. But maybe next time it can be just the two of us. I hate a judgemental audience." "He's not so bad. But I kinda hate fucking him with rubbers. That's why they're on the table... for him. I almost always fuck bare. I'm glad you told him I should fuck him raw to see what its like" Chase replied, with a grin on his face. "Yeah, sometimes it just takes a guy that you trust to make that leap. 'Course who knows if you're still gonna be neg in a month" I said, the last sentence was much quieter than the first. He gave a nervous laugh before getting off the bed and disappearing down the hall. I chuckled to myself watching the cum drip down his legs as he walked away. It didn't seem to bother him so I assumed he was used to it. I know lots of bottoms that get off on that feeling. When he came back, he tossed me a towel and said "You can shower here if ya want." "Nah... I'm gonna run home so I'll get sweaty again. Besides, I like to make the doorman at my building jealous when I come home stinking of cum" I replied. I wiped my chest and face off with the towel and then put my gear back on, stepping into the jockstrap and letting the pouch absorb another layer of cum and another bottom's ass juice. Walking back to the front door, the other bedroom door was closed and the Asian guy was sprawled out on the couch in the living room playing with his phone. "Catch ya later" I said as I walked out the door.

It takes a certain mindset to be a cumdump and not everyone is down for it. I was young the first time I did it and it was with a group of neighbor boys around my age. I viewed it more as experimenting, finding out what it was like to get fucked by several guys. Problem is I liked it a lot but quickly found out it was hard to make things like that happen. It also confirmed that I am pretty slutty and soon I was willing to take more risks to hook up, hooking up with random guys in bathrooms, at the gym, in parks, anything to get a load. I sometimes wonder if that made me who I am or just revealed who I am. But that’s water under the bridge. I’m kind of jealous of guys who have a BF because I know I’m too slutty to be monogamous.

Dad’S Pool Party Chapter One Before I start my story, I give you some back ground about me and my Dad. My parents divorced when I was about ten, mom left with a man who she thought could give her more and we never heard from her again. I just turned eighteen and graduated this year from high school, with plans to go to college here in town. I was sick as a small child and that resulted in me not growing into my full potential. I stand five foot, instead of six three like my Dad. I weight about one hundred five pound, against Dad’s two hundred seventy five. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I am smooth all over, I keep what body hair that grows shaved off. I like to see me smooth. Dad on the other hand is hairy all over, a huge hairy bodybuilder. Every year Dad has a big pool party with his gym buddies. I was never invited, but this year he said I could come. I’m really excited. Dad has said that it’s about 20 of his gym buddies. Some I know, like Peter, David, Shane, and his coach Max. The rest I have yet to meet. The party was about two weeks away, so Dad asked me to help him get things ready. “JJ, let’s head over to the Sinister Spirits and stock up for the party.” “Don’t I need to be twenty one to enter” “Fuck it, I know the owner. He won’t say no. Any way, he will be at the party, so you will be able to meet him early” We hopped into Dad’s big truck and headed over. I glanced over at Dad’s legs as he drove. They were like hairy tree trunks sticking out of his loose shorts. I couldn’t help, but let my eyes wonder up higher. He was wearing his blue shorts, which were some what short in length. With the sunlight coming in, I could see that his shorts were a bit see thru. I could see his long thick cock lying on his leg leg. The head was huge. I felt my cock, which seemed very small by comparison twitch and grow in my shorts. “You excited about joining the pool party this year, JJ?” Dad ask, trying to break the silence and get some small talk going. “Yes Sir.” I replied, “Just a bit nervous.” “No need to be nervous around these guys. Most are meat heads and show offs” “Yeah, but compared to the ones I know, I’m like a shrimp and skinny.” “That’s true, but they will welcome you. Hell, you might get some pointers for when I can get your ass in the gym. Get your training started.” “I can’t wait to start. I know I won’t get massive like you. You are massive all over Dad.” “Fucking right” he said. “I just want to put on some muscle so I don’t look like a boy anymore.” “We can fucking do that” Dad had started to cuss more and more around me. I felt like he was encouraging me to start using words I wasn’t allowed to say. It was awkward as well. I glanced over at Dad’s legs and crotch. His cock had grown some and the big head was sticking out of the leg of his shorts. I swallowed hard as it twitched, exposing more of this thick shaft. I could see the veins in the shaft. His cock was vascular just like his muscled body. As we turned into the parking lot of the liquor store, it bounced a little going over the bump in the parking lot. We parked right in the front. There was only one other car in the lot, another big ass truck like Dad’s. “Looks like Big John is the only one here.” Dad said shutting off the truck. I looked around as I undid my seat belt. “We will get personal service with just us here.” We both got out of the truck. When I came around front, Dad was fixing his shorts, putting the head of his cock back in his shorts and adjusting himself. He was still sporting a semi as we walked in. “Jack” Big John yelled, “How the fuck is it hanging?” “Until a few seconds ago, out of my short legs” Big Jack laughed deeply. “Who do we have here?” “This, Big John is JJ, my son” “Well get your little ass over here and shake my hand JJ” I walked over to Big John and met him as he rounded his counter. He was as big as my Dad, but was covered in white fur and had a snow white beard. I glanced down at his crotch and saw a massive lump, in his black shorts that were similar to Dad’s. Big John gripped my hand. My hand dwarfed his and was lost inside his. “Nice to meet you Big John, Sir.” “Like wise JJ. I hear you are joining us for the pool party this year” “Yes Sir, I am.” “Well you are in for some fun, son” he said, “You two shop and let me know if you need any help. I mean any help” “Sounds good” I followed my Dad off to the first aisle. I watched his muscled ass flex as he walked. My mind wondered if his ass was as furry as the rest of him. Now that he was not in the sun. I could not see anything. “Grab some tequila” Dad said, but I didn’t hear. “Earth to JJ” he said. “Sorry Dad, my mind was wondering” “On what? The party” “A little” I replied, grabbing a bottle of tequila. “No buddy, get the one on the bottom shelf.” I squatted down to get the bottle and as I did, Dad stepped closer and his crotch was next to my head. I looked over and I could see the fabric move as his cock and balls were swinging. “Finding everything?” “Fuck Big John, we just started.” Dad said reaching for the bottle I was holding. “Grab me a couple more” I grabbed another bottle, and held it up for my Dad. My hand “accidentally” brushed up agains his crotch. He didn’t say anything or look down. I could feel my face going flush. Big John had stepped on the other side of me and was showing my Dad something on the top shelf. I looked over and his cock was swinging just like Dad’s. “Hand that bottle to me, JJ” Big John said. I lifted the bottle up to him and he thrusted his crotch out to meet my hand. I brushed up against his cock, just like I did Dad’s. My cock was now rock hard in my underwear and shorts. Thankfully, it was small and I don’t think they could tell I was hard. “What else you need” Big John asked. “Was thinking of vodka” “It’s the next aisle over” The three of us headed over to the next aisle, Dad leading, me second and Big John behind me. I could hear him smacking his lips and could feel his eyes on my ass. I went red in the face. Once in the vodka section, we stopped and Dad looked down at me. “Why are you blushing buddy? he asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. He rolled his eyes and grabbed some vodka bottles. “Got beer already” he told Big John. “How about some whiskey?” “That’s an idea” “It’s in the back of the store, along the back wall.” I walked in front of Dad, who was pushing a cart. I could hear them whispering behind me. What they were saying I don’t know. I turned around and asked: “Which bottle Dad?” To my surprise, both of their cock heads were sticking out of the leg of their shorts. Dad’s cock head had clear liquid coming out of the piss hole and Big John’s cock head was coming out of his foreskin. Fucking hot, he’s uncut. “You pick one and we will see if you choose wisely.” Dad replied. I grabbed one with a mustache on the label and showed it to Dad and Big John. “Boy has taste,” Big John said as he move his hips causing his cock to swing some and expose more of the shaft. “I think that’s it Big John” Dad said, “Have some stuff at home we can add to this” “Let’s get you checked out” Big John said with a chuckle. I followed them to the front. Big John went behind the counter and sat down on a stool, spreading his legs wide. He cock slide out more and was joined by his nut sac. I could see that his crotch hair was as white as his beard. My mouth was watering as I stared at his exposed cock and balls. I heard him clear his throat and I looked up to see him wink at me. “Got this bill on your account Jack, bill ya at the end of the month.” “We need to go, we have one more stop before this one. Heading over to Don’s Mens Wear” Dad said, “Need to get him a new swim suit.” “Have fun” Big John said. We left the store and loaded the liquor on the floor of the back seat. “Am I really getting a new swim suit Dad?” “Fuck yeah buddy” We drove off with my mind on that massive man cock of Big John.

How do people make friends as adults? I have no idea. I don't really mean FWB, or even just male friends. I have no idea how to go from meeting someone at an event, to hanging out (not including hook ups). Part of it is that I prefer being alone, and people can be tiresome, but it would probably be beneficial to make some.

I cumdumped for the first time this week, I managed to get 11 loads. I found it to be a lot less hot than it actually was? The spell was sort of broken as soon as I left the hotel and I thought for a quick thrill I'm questioning how worth it cumdumping really is? It's all fun until you realise you have to get on with real life, and this sort of sleazy ideal situation that we're fed through porn and forums isn't actually real? Like yeah sex is great, physical pleasure is great. But that's it? I can't really see the drive behind it beyond that (personally) ~ this is just me though, I'm not critiquing anyone's sex life, do what you want I don't give a shit lol. Just saying personally it wasn't for me. Am I thinking too hard into this? I think the big thing for me was thinking 'oh shit I've literally just wasted two days where i could have been doing a million other things?'

Yes ! Yes ! more - love and adore thinking - your style !

One of my favorite topics. Rape play.

Fuck yeah

THIS. A thousand times this. When a guy says he wants to "impregnate you" and "make him part of you forever", that could just be generic bare-fuck talk, or it might be that he's coyly telling you he's poz and is hoping you convert as a result of sex with him. Without passing judgment on that - you really, really need to know what the score is. 1. Assuming you're negative, and you want to remain that way, and you want to bareback, you should be on PrEP. Actually, because it takes a while to become an effective shield against infection, you need to be on it well before you have bareback sex. 2. And if you're NOT on PrEP, you need to get over any shyness you might have about asking, point blank, what his HIV status is.

If we think back to when we were just kids, we would see someone playing and would walk over and say my name is yyyyy what is your name. The response would be the names then someone would say '"do you want to play" I think the same things would work at any age, however the word "play" may have a slightly different meaning. It sure works well at the baths.....

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

I guess my friend had remembered me mentioning it the last time we played, because what I thought would remain just an ornate, twisted, over-the-top fantasy came true last weekend. I had hopped online the night before, knowing that this would be the first time in months that I could play and really get twisted. So when I saw my buddy online, we made plans to hook up the next night. That’s also rare because usually I’m spontaneous about these things. But he was a lot of fun the last time we played so I thought it was worth setting something up. It also gave me a day to stop eating so I would be especially clean and ready. Being a whore with manners, I made sure I was running on schedule, having thoroughly cleaned and shaved and worked out. When I texted him I was ready, he said he wanted to “shake it up” a little and suggested that I arrive at his door blindfolded. My ass twitched, since this was part of my fantasy I had been working out in my head for months. Cue Fantasy Part 1. 20 minutes later, I was knocking on his door, with a bandana tied around my eyes. I was truly in the dark…and heading further into the darkside. I heard the door open and, just as it did, I thought I heard footsteps behind me, but my host just grabbed my arm and walked me in. Come to think of it, he took me straight to the bedroom and I don’t know who closed and locked his front door. I was too pre-occupied to think about it. Seconds later, I was tied to his bedposts. He was wasting no time. Cue fantasy part 2. The belt went over my arm, I heard the tear of the alcohol wipe and felt the cool rub on my excellent veins, then pop. He let out a slight “ah” as he must have had no problems registering, then I felt a slight pressure as he pushed it in. Suddenly he pulled out the needle, put a tissue on it and barked at me “slide down!,” which I did without hesitation. Doing so meant my arm was over my head, off came the belt, and then BOOM. I tasted that metallic taste under my tongue, my heart started racing, my chest seized a little and I let out a slight cough, which meant it was the perfect amount. Then he told me to sit up as he put a glass to my mouth, which turned out to be some G. I dutifully drank it and then he put the glass down and said “I’ll be right back.” It felt like forever as all the meds started to kick in. I was squirming in my clothes, started to feel like a caged animal, as I heard the sounds of the bareback porn playing in the background and wishing it was me getting gangbanged by a group of hot muscular white guys and their PA s. Finally I head the door open and my host said “you okay?” All I could mutter was “please fuck me. Now.” I heard him undressing and finally he came over and started to pull my shoes off. Or at least I thought it was him. All of a sudden another set of hands grabbed my head and turned it sideways into the path of a thick, swollen cock leaking salty pre-cum. I didn’t have time to say a word when it was shoved down my throat. I’m not usually oral but with all my pent up horniness, I swallowed it eagerly until I was gagging. Meanwhile, someone was yanking off my pants, pulled down my underwear and sucking on my cock while a lubed finger started exploring my already wet, twitching hole. Then the cock pulled out of my mouth and someone sat on top of me and literally ripped my t-shirt off, leaving me bare chested and my six—pack stomach that I’d worked so hard to maintain exposed. Then my legs went up and I felt the tip of a slick cock at my hole. My heart was racing and I was about to press my hips forward when the cock started to push through my notoriously tight backdoor. I let out a groan of slight discomfort, which turned into a moan as soon as it entered my hot hole. I grabbed the cock with my sphincter and pulled it further in and gradually it started to develop a rhythm, going from slow, to faster to deeper, to almost pulling out to thrusting in, to harder, until I was virtually upside down and someone was slamming their cock into my body, crushing my spine as they tore up my hole. I was in heaven. So was the guy fucking me because I could hear him laughing and moaning in pleasure. Somewhere along the way, my arms were untied and I was moved into every position while the two guys (I guess there were two) took turns fucking me. Cue Fantasy part 3. I’d reach down to feel the shaft of their cock in my hole and felt their cum pressing out the sides. Again, I’m not oral, but I took my fingers and licked off their cum like it was Kentucky Fried Chicken. Over the next hour, I felt them shoot at least two loads a piece in me as my hole became sloppy with cum. Suddenly one guy said “I gotta go” and I heard my host say “go ahead”. Next thing I felt was the warm, wet sensation of tina piss flooding my ass. He must have been carrying a day or two worth of tina in there because as soon as it hit me, my eyes rolled back and I went flying higher than the slam. He was so turned on by that that he started to fuck my piss-loaded ass until I asked him to stop and let me go empty out before the bed got messy or my stomach started churning. They lifted me up and walked me to the bathroom and closed the door. I could hear my ears ringing. Or was that the buzzer? I let out the voluminous piss and jumped in the shower to clean out and wash off all the sweat from the fuck session as well as my elevated temperature from all the meth coursing through my body. The warm water felt so good all over as I used my hosts shower gel with menthol to cool off my skin. I got out of the shower and wiped off and looked in the mirror. My eyes were filled with that powerful look of lust. I thought in that moment, I looked as good as I ever had…but that’s also a result of the enhancements. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and I was told by my host “don’t come out without the blindfold on.” “Yes Sir” I said. “And let us know when you’re coming out.” “Okay, give me a minute.” After wiping off thoroughly, I dutifully tied the bandana over my eyes and said “I’m done.” As I opened the door, I felt two sets of hands grab me and walk me back over to the bed, where I was tied up again. This time my other arm was wrapped with a belt. “I’m good. I’m plenty high from the piss”, I said. But there was no answer and no stopping. Wipe, Cold, Stick, Pressure, “slide down”!, belt off and BAMN. I couldn’t believe I could still feel it but it was as powerful as the first one, which must mean it was even stronger. Now I was just a pair of holes to be used anyway possible. I was jerking and writhing and begging for any dick I could get. Then my hands were untied and I felt someone grab me and stood me up. I was given another swig of G. Then they proceeded to put me in a harness, leather cock and pair of boots. Cue Fantasy 3. I heard the flash of a camera and what sounded like a chorus of voices affirming that I looked hot. I was put in a few positions for the camera then put back on the bed spread eagle. Then I felt my bandana being untied and suddenly I looked up to see the bed surrounded by 4 older, masculine, muscular guys of all races. They were all looking down at me like a pack full of lions about to eat their kill. I gasped and smiled and said “um…hey” and let out a wry grin. I looked over as one big black bull of a man finished off slamming. He took off the tourniquet and handed it to the next guy, turned and looked at me like he was going to tear me apart. Then he laid his huge body on top of me, started passionately kissing me and feeling my body and fingering my hole. Seconds later, he’d put lube on his 8” cock and was entering me. I started immediately bucking on top of his dick and riding it for dear life, using my boots as leverage. He let out this laugh and said “we got ourselves a wild one.” Then he proceeded to start plowing away as I just moaned and grinned and started sucking on the first cock that came towards my face. Over the next few hours, the five of us played out every conceivable position and scenario as I was fucked and rimmed and kissed and massaged and treated like a porn star. Cue Fantasy part 5. By the time we all started to wind down, my ass and a few others was dripping cum and my rosebud was swollen and twitching. As we all lay there, taking a breather, I looked around at their faces. Everyone looked blissfully aware that we had experienced one of those awesome nights that should be savored and recorded in this story for posterity. And yet, even then, I wanted more. I always want more.

The same thing with me. I remember worrying that I broke something.

Dad’s Pool Party Chapter Four Dad moved out the way and Big John took his place. He grabbed my ankles. Dad kneeled beside me, kissing me. “You did good son” Dad said, “The other men want their turns” I felt Big John’s cock push into my hole, hard and fast. He pulled my legs far apart. I felt his balls hit my ass. He didn’t wait, he started thrusting in and out of my hole. “What does toxic loads mean, Dad” I asked. “You will learn that later” Dad replied, “Just enjoy the rides” Big John was thrusting hard and steady. I watch Dad moved over and bend over a chair. A man got behind him and pushed his cock deep in Dad’s hairy asshole. I watched the man grab Dad’s hips and start fucking him. It was so fucking hot. “Fuck my ass” Dad said, “I want my son to eat your fucking seed out of my ass” “Fuck yeah” the man replied. I grabbed my cock, but someone pushed my hand away. “You don’t cum unless you shoot while being fucked” Big John was kissing Don as his cock fucked my hole. I moaned over and over. I was in cock lust. I wanted more in my hole and my mouth. As Don broke his kiss with Big John he said to me looking in my eyes: “He’s fucking your hole after it was up my fuck hole, coating it with an invisible invader” I didn’t know what he meant. Big John was dripping sweat. “Get ready boy, here comes my load” He slammed his cock into me and shot his load deep inside me. As he pulled out, I felt some dribble out. Don moved to take his place. He pulled the cum up to my hole with his cock head. He pushed it back in, driving in balls deep. “Can’t loose any of that seed boy” he said, “It’s important we mix the toxins” He didn’t wait he started to fuck me hard and deep. Looking around I could see men fucking and sucking each other. Dad was still getting fucked next to me, as a man kneeled in front of him sucking his hardened cock. He was watching me take Don’s fat Italian cock deep in me. He had an evil grin on his face. It scared me a little. Don put my feet on his chest and leaned forward. he bent me almost in half. I felt my ass open wider and my hole loosen. His sweat was dripping down in my face. “Open that mouth” he said. I opened wide, allowing his sweat to fall in my mouth. It was salty. Suddenly, he spat in my mouth, a big wad of spit. “Swallow it” I did. “He learns to drink from the tap tonight guys” Dad yelled. Don locked his hands around my neck and lifted me off the lounge chair. I was bouncing on his huge cock as he carried me around. I felt men run their fingers in my crack feeling Don’s cock slide in and out. “Get him a couple shots” Don said. I was given the small plastic cup again and drank down the clear liquid, not once but twice. I felt the warmth and soon was feeling the effects. “Jack, I am ready to release the tap” someone said. Don put me down and pulled out. I saw his olive colored cock coated with red thick slime. Dad quickly came over and push me to my knees. Don got behind me and shoved his cock back in. “Take that big acorn head in your mouth. Don’t suck, don’t move just hold still and swallow” Dad said. I opened and allowed the head to slide in. I wrapped my lips around it and waited. Soon a hot liquid began to flow. It filled my mouth and I swallowed. In my mind, I was thinking I am drinking this man’s piss. I just kept swallowing and swallowing. My stomach was filling up, mixing the piss with the clear liquor I was shooting. “Good boy” Dad said, rubbing my stomach. Don started to move his cock in and out of my hole, slowly but steady as this man pissed down my throat. Once the man was done, Dad locked his lips over mine and stuck is tongue in. We kissed like that for a while. Then Dad pulled away and said: “Tasting a man’s piss in my boy’s mouth” There was cheers again for the rest of the men. “Let’s move this into the basement and really get the party going” Don pulled out and Dad picked me up. Everyone went in and we went down to the basement. I didn’t know that Dad had moved the sofa out of the room and put up a hanging leather thing as well as what looked like padded and covered saw horses. Little brown bottles were everywhere. Dad grabbed the remote and started a movie. On the screen popped a group of men, all fucking and sucking. Don grabbed me from my Dad and put me in the leather hanging thing. “Welcome to your Dad’s sling” he said, putting my feet in the straps. Once secured, he rammed his cock into my hole. I yelped. “Popper this hot fuck toy up!” he said. A brown bottle was put in my face and I grabbed it, took the cap off and huffed deep, holding each huff in as Don fucked me hard and deep. Men were fucking and sucking all around me. Dad was on the saw horse with a cock deep in his ass and his throat. Both men were thrusting in and out. “Your Dad is getting spit roasted” Don said. “Looks hot” “After I cum up your ass, infecting your with my toxic seed, I’m going to pull out and you are going to clean my spent cock as someone slides deep in your hole” I moaned. His thrusted got quicker and harder. He was panting loudly, as his tightening ball sac slapped my ass. “Fuck man, someone’s about to get bred” a voice said. Don pushed in deep and lifted my ass up. His cum shot felt violent inside my hole. He slowly pulled out and another cock quickly slid in me. Don moved around and put his cock near my mouth. It was coated with pink thick liquid. “Taste those deadly loads and your ass juice” he ordered. Closing my eyes, I opened my mouth and he pushed in. I licked all around his cock as it drove deep into my throat. The cum was bitter, salty and tasted a little like blood. The man was fucking my hole hard. I huffed more from the brown bottle and enjoyed the pounding. My cock was leaking and the clear liquid was pooling on my lower stomach. One of Dad’s buddies walk towards me. He was tall, bald and had a devilish goatee. Both is arms were covered with tattoos; black, white and grey tattoos like a sleeve of a shirt. His chest had one tattoo. A scorpion with a small red plus sign in its stinger. His cock was thick, veiny and rock hard, very similar to my Dad’s.. His nipples each had a little silver ring through them, while hiss cock had a thick ring going into his piss slit and coming out, well at this point I did not know. He scared me a lot. “Boy, I’m going to slide this deadly weapon up that used hole after he’s done” I moaned from the dick sliding in and out of my hole. “I’m going to open your hole” he said, “hard!” and walked a short distance away. “Fuck,” the man with his big man cock up my hole said, “I’m going to watch that. Don’t be too scared boy, that’s Axel, but wall all call him Lucifer. He calls himself ‘The Prince of Death.” His seed is so toxic that when it takes hold of someone, they are referred to as ‘The Defiled.’” My fear grew inside my mind, but my cock was telling a different story. I was leaking more and more. Axel come back over and lick up the puddle off Amy stomach. His tongue grazed my cock head as he did, causing more to come out. The man’s cock up my ass was thickening up and getting harder. His thrusting sped up and he grabbed his nipples and started to twisted them. He began to breathe harder and faster as his body tensed up. He suddenly yelled out: “I’m fucking coming up this neg hole,” I squeezed my hole around his cock. “Of my fucking God” he screamed, “here it comes” His load shot out of his cock and filled me, adding to the loads already in me. “Bring me your cock so I can clean” I told him. He pulled out and Axel stepped up in between my legs.

Dad’s Pool Party Chapter Three The two weeks went by fast and it was the Saturday of the pool party. We took the morning to set up and get everything ready for when Dad’s gym buddies arrived. The beer was on ice, liquor was ready and the pool area was set up. Dad placed few leather boxes around the pool, some on tables and some on the ground near the chairs. “Do not peek inside these” he told me. “Yes Sir.” I was curious to know what was inside. I knew they were not illegal drugs, because to my knowledge, which was limited, Dad did not do drugs. I put it out of my mind. “Okay sport, I think we are ready for the guys. Go shower and get your suit on” Dad said, “they will be here soon” I did as I was told and when I got out of the shower, I could hear Dad in his. I suited up, so to speak and went into his room to wait. He soon stepped out of the bathroom, toweling his hair. “Help me into my suit” he said. I grabbed it off the bed and walk over, trying to hand it to him. “Hands are full” he said, “hold it down close to the floor and I will step in and you pull it up.” I squatted down in front of him, his exposed cock and balls inches away. I held it out and he stepped in it. I pulled it up. When it got to his sac, it tucked under it. I pulled the pouch out and let his cock and balls fall in. Dad dropped his towel on my head and thrusted his crotch forward, which hit me square in the face. He started laughing. I pulled the towel off as he turned, putting the string in his ass crack. The door bell rang. “Run down and let who ever it is in” I went down stairs and slowly opened the door. Outside stood two men, huge smooth muscles. They were shirtless. “You JJ?” one asked. “Yes Sir” I replied,”Dad’s up getting ready, come in” “I’m Roger and this is Parker” “Nice to meet you” I said, “Can I get your beer?” “Fuck yeah, we both would like one” I went out to the back to the pool deck and got two beers out of the cooler. By the time I got in, both had stripped down to skimpy bikinis, leaving nothing to the imagination. Parker’s ball was hanging out the side. Dad came down as I was handing them their beers. “Parker and Roger, fucking good to see you” All three were standing around chatting while I get the door. Next to arrive was Big John and Don. Both just wearing shorts. I played the good host boy and got them beers and by the time I came back both were in just thongs. Big Johns was see thru, I could see his cock and balls not just an outline. More and more gym buddies arrived and many moved outside to the pool deck. I served beers to those that wanted them while Dad was serving the harder drinks. All the men were wearing nearly nothing. Pouches were stuffed to capacity and some were over flowing. The men were just letting everything hang that was out side of their suits. I jumped in the pool to cool off and swam around. I felt a lot of eyes on me. I drove under thrusting my ass in the air. I opened my eyes under water and saw that some of the men had gotten in the pool. I watched as one man put his hand on another’s crotch under the water and was moving it about. I surfaced close to them. “JJ come here” Dad ordered. I climbed out of the side of the pool and walked over. “What’s up Dad?” “Drink this, just shoot it down” he said handing me a small plastic cup with some clear liquid in it. I did as I was told and felt the liquid burn my throat as it went down. He grabbed the cup and refilled it. “Again” I did it without question. Once it hit bottom, I started to feel the effects of what ever it was. I was all warm inside. I turned around and was heading back to the pool, when my Dad stopped me. He bent down and whispered in my ear. Once he was done, I did as I was told, heading over to Big John who was lounging in a chair. “Big John’ I said, hesitating. “What’s up JJ” “Dad said you wanted to see me stripped down in my birthday suit.” I said pulling my suit down and stepping out of them. “Oh fuck yeah” “Can I see you out of your suit” I asked timidly. “You have to take them off me” he said standing up. I reached out and pulled them down, dropping them to his ankles. He quickly stepped out. The pool area was quiet. I glanced back and all eyes were on me. “Reach out and take that big man meat in your hand boy” he said, “I know you want to” I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his growing cock. It was hot to the touch. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. His cock kept growing, until it was hard as a rock. “Fuck that’s big” I said. “Nine fucking inches of fuck meat” I looked at my Dad. His bathing suit was gone, hell everyone that I could see, their suits were gone. All were watching me, some slowly stroking their massive horse meats. “Sit on the lounge chair JJ” I obediently did as I was told. Big John moved in front of me. I reached out and held his cock at the base. His white hair covered some of my hand. “Now close your eyes and open wide” I shut my eyes tightly and opened my mouth as wide as I could. I felt him move forward and his hand pulled back on his cock and I felt the hot flesh hit my tongue. “Wrap those lips around it, watch your teeth and slide as much in as you can” I slowly moved my lips down his shaft. My mouth was stretched by his thick cock. I felt his hands on my head as he pushed more in. I soon heard Dad’s voice in my ear. “Swallow Big John’s fucking cock. Get it down your throat son” he said, “breath through your nose and relax.” I felt a hand on the back of my head, pushing me further down his shaft. I gagged and pulled back, feeling tears running down my cheeks. I was pushed back on his cock, it went deeper this time. I could feel his head tickling the back of my throat. Without warning, I was pushed all the way down his shaft and my nose was buried in his white hair. I panicked a little, but heard Dad say: “Relax” I was slowly allowed to slide back, releasing his cock. “Good job boy” Big John said. Dad stood up beside me and moved around, taking Big John’s place in front of me. I looked around and the men wear sucking cocks. Some were licking in between’s other men’s ass cheeks. “Swallow my Daddy cock son, just like you did Big John’s” Dad ordered. Big John had opened one of the leather boxes and pulled out a brown bottle. He moved it towards my nose. As he twisted the lid, it hissed. Holding it under my nose very close and pinching the other side closed, he said. “Breathe deep” I did. He switched the bottle to the other side. “Again” I did. A rush ran through my body. I could hear my heart beat. Dad pushed his cock forward and I opened wide, stretching it around his thick veiny cock. He pushed deep, not stopping until he was deep in my throat. Big John had moved behind me and I was pressed against his legs. “No fucking escaping” Dad pushed until his crotch hair was against my nose. He held it there. “He’s a fucking natural cocksucker” Dad said proudly. Pulling out just a bit, I breathed deeply and he pushed back in. My mouth was wet and my throat was producing a thick clear liquid. Dad started to pull out, then thrust back in. “Face fucking your boy” Parker yelled. Dad gripped my head on each side and started to go to town. His balls were bouncing off my chin. Someone had gotten between Dad’s spread legs and wrapped their lips around my hard cock and was sucking me as I sucked my Dad. Dad was moaning. The mouth on my cock took my little cock in, then used his fingers to push my ball sac in with it. His tongue swirled around all of it. Dad pulled his wet, dripping cock out of my mouth and bend down and kissed me. Once we broke the kiss, he said: “You fucking like sucking Daddy cock?” “Yes” “There is a lot of Daddy cock here to suck” I smiled. “Get on your hands and knees with your ass at the end of the chair.” I moved quickly and got in position. Dad then moved behind me. I felt his hands grip my ass cheeks and pull them apart. His face dove in and his tongue invaded my hole. I moaned loudly. A man I didn’t remember his name, sat with his legs spread and hard throbbing cock sticking straight up in front of me. I engulfed his cock and slowly slide my lips down the shaft wetting his cock as I did. I was still moaning as I went down. “My boy likes his ass ate” I moaned again. The man I was sucking held the brown bottle under my nose and I breathed in deeply and soon felt the rush. “You breaking him in?” a voice behind me said. “Fuck yeah. Gonna pop both his cherries” Dad replied. I had no idea what he was talking about. I was too busy sucking cock to care. I felt a finger probe the outside of my hole, the push in. My hole gave way. It burned and hurt some and I tried to pull away. Dad wrapped his big arms around me and held me tight. He pulled his finger out and then stuck two in. I moaned in pleasure and pain. “It’s gotta hurt” Dad said, “especially if we are going to pop that second cherry.” He spit on my hole and his fingers slid in and out. He pushed a third one in and I released the cock from my mouth. “It fucking hurts Dad” “Take the pain, use it to feel pleasure” I looked around and saw men with their phones, snapping pictures and I assumed videoing my Dad violating me with his fingers. He pulled out quickly. Then stood up behind me. “Hold him” Dad said, “I’m going in” Four men grabbed me and held me tight. The brown bottle was placed under my nose and I instinctively huffed deeply. I did each nostril twice. I was flying. I felt the big head of Dad’s cock at my hole and was pushing hard. I was flying so high that it popped in hard and fast. I yelled out. Dad pushed more. I felt his cock inch in slowly stretching my virgin hole open. “No stopping until I am balls deep son” he said, “so fucking relax” I inhaled more of what was in the brown bottle as men were cheering. Dad inched more and more into the depths of my hole. He pushed in steadily until I felt him press against my ass. “He’s hole is squeezing my ass” he yelled to the crowd. I looked to my left to see Big John holding Don down, sliding his big cock in and out of Don’s ass. Dad pulled out until his head popped out and then shoved it back in. He did this over and over. “Opening that hole” he said. I moaned as the pain turned to pleasure. Dad pumped in and out of my hole. I could feel his balls slapping mine. After about five minutes of thrusting he pulled out. “Flip him over and get his legs in the air. I wanna look into his eyes when I flood his hole with my thick cum” I was flipped over quickly and a man stood with his feet on each side of the lounge chair, his ass hovering above my face. He had pulled my legs back and apart, holding my ankles. I looked up at his hairy ass and balls above me. “That hole is open” someone said. Dad pushed in, going balls deep. “Squat on his face” Dad said, “ wanna see him eat your furry ass” The man did as he was told as Dad fucked my hole hard. I stuck my tongue in the man’s crack and started to lick his hole. It was musky and tasted good. “Eat his hole son” Dad said panting, “You are going to learn about man on man sex all fucking day and night” I moaned. “Daddy is getting close” He pumped harder. “Tell me you want my thick load” “I want your thick load” I said muffled by the ass I was eating. “Tell me you want Daddy’s big thick toxic load” “I want Daddy’s big thick toxic load” I said as the man stood up. “Tell me you want all Daddy’s buddies toxic loads too” “I want Daddy’s buddies toxic loads” Dad pushed in hard and deep and I could feel his cock twitch and jump in my hole. Deep inside a hot sensation flooded me. “Daddy’s toxic load is shooting inside. Can you feel it son? Can you feel that seed infecting your body” “Fuck yeah Daddy” I yelled, “I feel it” Dad was shaking as he pulled out. “Look at that open hole leaking cum” someone said.

Does the OP's phrase apply to black btms? I've fucked a few black guys who bent over. Great fucks too! The phrase implies all black men are big cock tops. Meh.

It’s been ages due to Covid and winter, and desperately needed to get fucked. So the only option was to go to the heath, as one load was never going to be enough. I was getting horny all afternoon gave myself a proper cleaning and sat on a butt plug to get loose and ready. By the time 8pm came around I was seriously leaking, anticipating a great night and finally, some raw loads. I am about 15 minutes away, lubed up i jumped on my scooter and headed up. I had a pair of loose trousers so could totally step out of them and use them as a rest. Parking up I could see a few cars, so headed off down to the path to the dark room, which is a dark leafy area . As I entered I could see quite a few guys already here. I got to the log, took my trousers off and presented my naked ass to the room. Almost immediately one of the guys peeled off and I could hear him crunching towards me. A hand caressed my ass, and then a finger dawdled over my hole, slipped in and could feel the warm lubed ass, ready, waiting. He shifted behind me, I heard his zip and then he shuffled towards me, I could only look down between my legs to see his jeans. Then I felt his cockhead nudge against my hole, gently probing, the mix of precum and lube leaving a warm trail as he gently slid up and down before hesitating, and slowly pushing in. That first cock head is the best moment, as you feel,your hole open up to the pressure. He slowly pushed in as I accommodated his cock, not big but a nice size, perfect for the first fuck. Once in he stopped and I heard him crack open some poppers, sniff hard twice, and then after a hesitation slowly slid all the way back in. I groaned out loud and arched my back. “ you like that don’t you” he whispered, as he started to pull out and push back in. I milked his cock as he pulled out, opening as he thrust in. He groaned, he wasn’t going to last long. He started to pick up speed and I ramped my hips back to meet his thrusts, his breath grew ragged. I could hear others nearby moving in. He sped up, grasped my hips groaned load and rammed in hard, his cock pulsating up my ass, his juice flooding my guts. It felt so good as he held still, his cock pulsing three or four times, then he leaned forwards, resting a moment and whispering “ great ass you slut”. I put my hand between my legs to feel his balls and cock as he slowly pulled out, and caught a little dribble of cum that I quickly licked up, and then moved my hand back to feel my cummy hole, all warm and sticky, with that fresh fucked smell! He zipped up and pulled away, but barely had he stepped away when I felt a thick finger slip into my hole, deep, mixing the cum in my ass, he took his finger out and pushed in two, cum leaked out, it was a big load. “Smells like a slut”, he said out loud. I murmured in agreement, don’t give me the chat just slip your dick in I thought! And sure enough looking between my legs I saw him slip down his trackie, a pair of muscular legs shifted towards me and a fat mushroom head prodded till it found the right spot. He then thrust in hard, taking my breath away, I arched and pushed back to slam my ass back up to his balls. His cock must have been 8 inches and fat, because it filled me. This guy was riding me hard, pulling out and slamming in, and each time he pulled I sucked at his cock with my ass muscles, and could feel the slimy oozing cum. I slipped my hand underneath to feel his full balls, my fingers sliding either side of his cock to feel it’s slippery hardness. We had a real rhythm, him thrusting in hard as I pushed back, my ass opening each time he thrust in. We kept this up for 10 minutes, his hands caressing my stomach as he leaned forwards, both of us sweating hard. “ I’m cumming” he gasped, “breed me!” . And with one final hard thrust he pinned me, his cock slipping deep and hard, swelling as he held me tight, pumping load after load into me. I clamped down on his cock to keep him inside me and pushed back against his hips. He arched back, nestled in and kept his cock inside me until it started to soften. I moved my hips forwards, held his shaft with my hands as his softening cock slipped out, warm, slick and still meaty. I rested my head on my arm, leaning against the trunk, that was a proper fuck! My ass was open and sloppy, my fingers dipped in, and could feel the looseness and brought my fingers back to my mouth to smell and lick the cum. Stayed there for the next few hours and must have taken another 6-7 cocks and a few more loads. By then I figured it was time to move on to the fuck tree. Got there and it was crowded! About 6 bottoms along, asses pointing out and tops buzzing around, fucking. I joined the far end, dropped my trousers and started to bend out, pushing some cum out, but was too far along. Shuffled along into the middle to get that proper bend, back arched. Reached under my balls to finger and stretch my hole. I could see feet shuffling, and then suddenly a cock nudging my hole. Slick and slippery it glided in and nestled deep a moment, and then started pumping. But a few minutes and out again, my ass empty. A few minutes later same thing. I knew he was loving it as he clearly didn’t want to cum.so off again, and then finally he’s back, settles in and starts to pump, my ass opening up to the warm firm thrusts, the cum leaking out making that beautiful sticky, slappy sound of a well bred hole. He picks up the pace, I thrust back to match his rhythms, his balls slamming into my ass. We are both going faster, then I feel him stiffen and push hard, all the way in. His cock fills out, pulses and he shoots deep and hard inside me. A few seconds of hard pulsing, he sighs, leans forward and rests on me as he cock slowly softens. My hand reaches under my balls to feel his shaft as it slides out, a rush of warm cum into my hands and out. A great night, and time to go home!

I believe cats grab their pussy mate by the nape of their neck.....pretty hot

I have been locked for 4 months full time now. I have had to get smaller cages. I have shrunk. It’s not the nub I want it to be yet but i am getting there. I have zero desire to touch myself and I am getting better and better at orgasms.

Fucking hot story! I want Travis to double slam me and fuck me full of cum!

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.

September, 1993 Rico was just one member of the oddball collection of friends I'd acquired since moving to a new city. I was starting out at the ground level of a big company. The pay wasn't great and I needed a cheap place to live. I landed in midtown which had a pretty large gay population. Even my apartment building was mostly gay. I was closeted, but not really isolated. I was open and social and made friends with lots of openly gay men...and some straight guys who seemed just on the verge of crossing over. I met Rico the morning I moved in. He saw me carrying a microwave oven and held the door open. He offered to help me carry stuff. I sensed he just wanted to snoop through my stuff, but was too grateful to complain. Rico was my age (23) and could best be described as a 'character'. He was a short Mexican-American guy who was kind of cute in his own weird way. He never stopped talking and often overshared stories about his life. Within a few hours of meeting him, I already knew he was chronically unemployed, a weed fanatic and HIV positive. He told me intimate details about himself like he was reading the day's horoscopes out loud. I liked that. I liked him. No sexual attraction whatsoever, but he'd be a good catch for somebody. He was extremely hairy and his body wasn't bad either. True, he was pretty 'compact', but he had a handsome face that was always slightly scruffy and he had incredible legs. He didn't go to a gym, but he had enormous calves and broad shoulders. Genetics are super kind to some people. We spent a lot of time together....mostly at my apartment because I had a nicer TV and stereo than he did. He'd bring over a few joints and I'd order pizza. Halloween was coming. and cable was showing a ton oh horror movies. We discovered we both liked watching films we'd already seen -- so we could talk and stuff. He was curious about me and wanted to know all about my life. He'd already figured out that I way gay, but wanted to find out why I'd never had a boyfriend or why I never went out. "Jesus, Bill...all you do is work and stay home. Want me to go find you a stud? What's your type? I know it's not me, sadly." "I just need to settle here first and figure some stuff out. I like you, Rico. You're a hot little guy and a great friend." "You just don't want to go to bed with me." "Nah. Sorry," "It's fine. I don't blame you for not wanting your first experience to be with a poz guy." "Wait. No. It's not even that...it's just. I like you so much. I don't want to ruin anything." "Yeah. Heard that one before." I felt terrible. "Sorry, man." "Don't worry about it. Let's get stoned and I'll tell you my good news." We got super baked and watched "Fright Night". "What's your good news?" "Oh. I forgot. I got a job! Temporary, but fun. I'm gonna work in one of the haunted houses downtown. There's like six of them open right now. I'm mostly behind the scenes, but it's money. Seasonal work is what's keeping my head above water." I didn't admit to him that I hated those places, The admission is always outrageously high and I'm no big fan of stuff jumping out at me. The startle effects are predictable and cheap. And there's always a line. I congratulated him and we started in on a second joint. "I work with one guy you'd probably like." he said, "He looks like a model and is very butch. Want me to fix you up?" I was so gone by that point. "Sure." "We have a run-through tomorrow. I'll start things moving." We watched about half of "The Omen" before I slipped into a deep sleep. The next day was a Friday. The office was always dead on Fridays. The other guys either didn't show up at all or took 'working from home' time. I liked the quiet. Rico called me around 3:30 and asked if I could leave early. He wanted to meet for a drink before he went to work at "The Gates of Hell" -- the biggest haunted house in the city. "Sure. I can leave right now. Where do you want to meet?" "There's a little pub called "Jazzy" right near your work. See you soon." I'd seen the place from the street many times, but never went in. It didn't look like a gay place, but who knows? Parking sucked. As soon as I got in the front door, I saw little Rico sitting at a nearby table. Next to him was a gorgeous man with the sharpest features possible for a human face. No way could he be some ghoul in a haunted house. I mean.... "BILL! Over here! We're having a few cocktails before clocking in.This is Jess. Sit." This Jess was too hot to be true. "Bill, Tom. Tom, Bill. So glad we got that out of the way." Rico pushed a tequila shot to me. "Hi. What do you do a The Gates of Hell?" Rico spoke for him. "Jess is a werewolf! The whole second floor is nothing but fog, trees and werewolves wandering around. If one of them grabs you, they take you to the third floor." "Sounds fun," I said. (not really) "I wanted him to see what you were wearing and what you looked like....So he could grab you first." "But I'm in my work clothes. I wanted to go home and change into something more casual. It's kind of warm." "Nah. It'll cool off as the sun goes down. Jess has to go now. He's the managers son and does a lot in Hell. I can stay for a little longer. Bye, Jess. See you later." He left. "Damn, Rico. You didn't let him get a single word out. He's cute, but I don't know what he's like." "He's the strong, silent sort. I thought you'd like that. I'm sure he'll talk when he's naked in your bed." We drank a little more. Not much, though. He had to work soon and I had to work my car out of the parking lot eventually. "Rico...I really should go home first. It's only five." "Rush hour. You'll get all agitated and bail on me. Stay here and play some pinball. Sip your drinks slowly and you'll be fine. Hell doesn't open for another hour. Look -they've got "Freeway" and "Addams Family" here. I even rolled a fatty if you want it. Smoke or drink yourself into a less-uptight mood. We're just down the hill from here." "But..." "Just get to the second floor. Your werewolf will find you. Have fun. Kiss kiss! Bye now." Rico left me with a fresh margarita on the rocks, a joint and a small stack of quarters. Well. fine. I could kill some time with two great pinball machines here. The Addams Family game was a favorite. I had a feel for it. I could wrack up so many free games and huge scores on it. I played and sipped my drink. Slowly. I kept playing and letting parts of my brain think about Jess. He was sexy and all, but I couldn't really imagine us as a couple. He didn't seem to have much to offer beyond his looks. Shit! It was already dark! I should go. I had about a five block walk down to what they call 'the River Bottom District". My car could stay where it was. I'd get it later somehow, I lit up the joint and smoked it openly as I strolled. There was a lot of weekend happening already, Then I was there..."The Gates of Hell.". My werewolf awaited inside.. Of course there was a line of impatient people. And of course there was a bible-thumper handing out pamphlets about the 'real' hell. I was mellow enough to just ignore him and wad up the scrap of paper I'd been handed. Rico showed up out of nowhere. "Sorry, Bill. I meant to give you a free pass beforehand. Come with me." He walked me right in the entrance which pissed a few waiting people off. "Thanks." "Anytime. I gotta run now. Remember - wander around the second floor for a bit and your werewolf will find you. Call me later." We had to go in a group of ten. The first floor was pretty much everything I expected -- skeletons and stuff jumping out of the walls. Girls screamed and guys laughed. Yawn. I'd seen all this shit before. At last it was time to go to the second floor. They'd really cranked up the fog machines here. It was supposed to look like a foggy forest. There were fake trees and twinkle lights on the ceiling. I figure I'd just wander around ... and wait. It wasn't long before a dude in a werewolf costume walked and stood next to me. I held my breath as he put two paws on my shoulders and led me away from my spot. "You're Jess, right?" Silence. I guess he was staying in character. He didn't take me to the next floor. Instead, we ended up in some kind of supply room. I saw boxes, pieces of a disassembled skeleton and a small row of lockers. OK. I was a little buzzed still and ready for anything. The werewolf stood silently for a few seconds and removed the top part of his costume. It wasn't the picturesque model -- it was Rico! What the fuck? "God, this mask stinks. So much bad breath and head sweat."r "Rico? What's going on? Where's Jess?" I wasn't as shocked or as disappointed as you might think. He'd done this on purpose. "Him? He's one of my boss's sons and married...to a woman. I gave him a bag of weed and used him to get you here. I gotta take this off -- I'm sweating like a pig." He took off the fur suit. He was wearing a tank t-shirt, shorts and no shoes. He was so hairy that he was still almost a wolf without the costume. I laughed. "What? Are you mad?" "No. I'm not mad. But why? What are we doing here?" He locked the door. "That depends on you, Tom. What would you like to do?" He got closer to me and I could smell his sweat, the rank of the costume and a hint of smoke. It was the most natural thing in the world when I kissed him. It was my first kiss. As usual, he had beard stubble, and I liked it. We hugged close and tight. He was soaked in sweat. "You're going to get my stink all over your nice work clothes," he said into my ear. Our hard-ons were telling him I didn't care. "Maybe I like it dirty." "How dirty?" "You're the expert on that, Rico. As soon as you tell me why you set all this up, I'll let you take charge." Pause "Because I've wanted you since the day I first saw you. I started loving you a week later. You said that dating would ruin our friendship, but unspoken love and desire would ruin it too." "You're right. It would. So....?" "I get to take charge now, right?" I nodded. He unzipped me and took my boner in his mouth. Another first for me. Of course he was good at it. I touched his sweaty black hair as he worked. When he stood back up, he said, "You're bigger than I guessed. I'd love for you to suck me too, but I need to shower first." "No way." I dropped to my knees and pulled down his shorts. His erection was short and thick, emerging from a massive amount of pubic hair. It was perfect. He seemed confused by how long I spent just looking at it. Maybe he'd figure out that this was my first time seeing a penis up-close and in person. "I wish it was bigger. Blame my parents." "It's beautiful. I love it because it's yours." I tasted it, then kissed it and finally sucked it. He said a few words in Spanish and grabbed the back of my head. He pulled away. "I'm going to strip. You do the same." I did. Shoes, socks, pants, everything. We were both naked and ready for anything. "What now, Rico?" "You don't mind sweat and smell. So I want you to lick my asshole. It's one of my favorite things in the world." That seemed gross to me, but he really wanted it, so.... "Bend over." He did and spread his ridiculously hairy ass cheeks apart. I hesitated for only half a second before diving right in there. I didn't know what I was doing, but kept using my mouth until he moaned. He liked me sliding my tongue into his rectum as far as I could. I was acquiring all kinds of new skills. "Ah shit! I'm going to cum soon." I stopped. I wanted to see his seed...or touch it or taste it. We separated and caught our breath. "I'm still in charge, right?" "Oh yes." "Can I fuck you?" I remembered his status. "Well..." "Just the tip of my dick. For a minute, and then we'll stop. I'll even put on a condom." "OK. You are in charge after all." He got up and rooted through the pockets of his shorts. "Shit! It must have fallen out into the costume." He didn't find it. "Sorry. But it'll be okay as long as I don't make you bleed. Still want to?" "Yes. Absolutely." I'd had time to weigh the consequences and decided it was all meant to be. I lied on my back. He climbed on top of me. So much hair. I loved the feeling of his compact body in full lust mode. I wrapped my arms around his back and let my fingers run through all the thick, sweaty fur. I knew a few girls from work who hated hairy backs on men. That just didn't make sense to me. He moved in and pushed my legs apart. A few seconds later he found the target. He pushed and I got a jolt of pain. "That was just the head, Tom. Let me feel it there for a little while and then we can stop. So nice and warm..." "Put a little more of it in." He did. And we both liked it so much that he kept going. I grabbed his ass and urged him on. Then he fucked me like a beast. Harder and faster. And faster. "I have to cum...I have to...AHHHH!!!!" He came in me and I was actually grateful. It was done and it was destiny. "Thank you." "You're not bleeding, are you?" "I don't think so." We stood up and he inspected my backside. "Oh no. You've got some drops of blood there." "It's fine, Rico. I love you. Put your costume back on and go finish your shift. I'm going home now. Come by my place when you're done." "Are you sure you love me?" "I've never been so sure of anything."

Ben Cheats with Sam – as told by Ben As much as I love Brandon I love variety in sex and love getting fucked bareback by a big dick. Really, bareback is the only way I like it, which is why I was on PrEP when I met Brandon. I fucked around raw so much before I went on PrEP that I am surprised I never got sick. We had only been married about three months and I was already ready for another guy’s dick in my ass, preferably raw. Brandon had left on Sunday afternoon for a one week business trip. Realizing that we were out of beer I ran down to the local liquor store for a six pack. To my surprise and delight I ran into my old college roommate who had recently moved back to the neighborhood. Blond haired brown eyed muscle hunk Sam. Brandon’s 8 inch dick is amazing but Sam’s 10 incher is the biggest I have ever seen (or had fuck me). Sam is uncut, just the way I like it and he had fucked me often while we were in college, always with a condom. He always pulled out to cum, pulling off the condom to jerk off over my ass or belly. I longed to take it bare and to take his load deep up my chute, but he would have none of it, always insisting on protection. We spent a few minutes standing between the rum and the bourbon catching up on all that had happened in our lives in the few years since we had seen each other last. I could not help myself looking. Sam was even hotter than when he was in college. He had obviously been working out and was tanned and buffed. His tight jeans left nothing to the imagination and I kept looking at his bulge. He noticed. “So you’re married huh?” “Yes.” “But that doesn’t seem to stop you from eyeing my meat. Looks like you want it!” I looked at him with lust. “Yeah. Brandon and I have an agreement. Sort of a don’t ask don’t tell arrangement. We can fuck around as long as it is safe and we don’t have to tell each other. Since it’s only been a few months I have not done anything yet. With Brandon out of town I have not had a fuck for days.” I looked at his crotch again. The bulge was becoming more prominent. Sam was obviously interested in a replay of those nights in college. Sam was not quite ready to respond to the hint. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to go home and jerk off to that bareback porn you love so much. That way you won’t be cheating on your husband.” “Actually, I was thinking more on the lines on what we did in college: Drink beer, listen to music and then do what comes naturally.” Sam grinned “Yeah, remember those days? We fucked a lot. You used to try and get me drunk so that I would forget the condoms and fuck you bareback! I never did give in to you, did I?” “Nope” was my response. “And now I am married with an agreement to abide by.” Sam chuckled. “Yeah! Of course. I also have my rules, just not an agreement.” He paused and looked hard at me before continuing. “How about this: We grab some beers and go to my place. My condo is only two blocks from here. Then we can catch up on old times, drink beer and see what happens.” He looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and said “Based on what your pants are telling me I’ll take that as a yes.” We each grabbed a six pack, paid for it and headed out into the street. Sam was not kidding when he said his place was close. He told me not to bother moving my car and we were unlocking his front door in less than five minutes. So convenient, a bit more than a mile from our house! His condo was sparsely furnished as he had only recently moved in, but it had all the necessary stuff. We sat down in the living room and each of us cracked open a beer. We discussed old times and old friends and what everyone was up to. The talk was getting more and more sexual and I could see that he was getting aroused, and I was getting uncomfortably hard in my tight shorts. Sam stood up. “I’ve gotta piss. Beer is starting to work. Be back in a minute.” As he walked out of the room I marveled how good his muscular ass looked in his tight jeans. While Sam was gone I looked at the Porno DVDs lying next to the DVD player. When we were in college he refused to buy or watch any bareback porn unless it was “Pre-Condom”. Judging from the titles his tastes had changed: “Truckstop Bareback”, “Bare Gloryholes”, “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends”, Cum Loaded” and “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted”. Not a condom movie in sight. Sam returned carrying a couple of hand towels, a bottle of lube and some condoms. He placed them on the coffee table near to us. “I brought some supplies, just in case we decide we need them.” he said with a smirk. I had thought the whole idea was that we were going to fuck so we did need them! He grabbed “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted” and put it in the player. “He turned to me with a grin. “This is one of my favorite porn movies. I love the guys’ attitudes. They’ll take anybody’s dick in their asses.” We grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch to watch the movie. The move was set in an abandoned warehouse. Guys entered one by one and soon the stars were sucking dicks and rimming asses. The movie had barely started when Sam went down on my dick. He was still as good a cocksucker as he had been in college. I watched the movie while he worked on my dick. Quite a few of the guys in the movie had biohazzard tattoos, and soon the fucking started. First it was the biohazard guys fucking each other, and then they started randomly fucking the other guys. Sam stocked sucking and motioned me to go down on him. It was wonderful to get my mouth on his massive cock and taste his ample pre-cum after so many years. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the movie had got to a scene where three bottoms in a line were getting fucked doggy style by three tops with biohazard tattoos. Unlike many movies this one actually had the actors speaking. While I was deep throating Sam’s massive dick and working his foreskin with my tongue I could hear the tops talking dirty were saying how they were going to load the bottoms with their poz cum. Both Sam and I were rock hard by this time and he was leaking copiously into my hungry mouth. He eased me off his dick and looked at me “Ready for some real action? I want to taste your sweet ass.” I got up and went down on the couch on all fours. Within seconds he had his face in my ass crack and was greedily slurping on my hole. I relaxed my muscles and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could go. I was drooling profusely by now leaving a slick puddle on the leather of the couch. This did not last long. “On your back” Sam ordered. I watched as he reached across to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom. He squirted some on his hand and then worked one, two then three slippery fingers into my greedy hole. “You ready for this? I know you want it SO BAD.” He said with a grin, squirting some more lube onto his hand and slicking up his rock hard cock. He wiped his hand off on a towel and then lined up his drooling cock with my hole. Then he did something unexpected; he ripped open the condom packet and rolled the condom over my dick while slowly pushing his way in. There was a brief spasm of pain as his massive meat entered my chute and then extreme pleasure as his bare dick stretched my anal walls and started to slide up into my ass. “I know you’ve always wanted me to fuck you raw.” He said as he thrust in balls deep. “But I always played safe, never did what you wanted. Now I only fuck and get fucked bareback. But you can tell your husband you wore a condom when we fucked.” I burst out laughing, which just made him fuck harder and faster. I had forgotten how well he fucked and I was extremely turned on by his tight muscular body as he thrust deep into my gut. I put my hand on my sheathed dick but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “NO. I don’t want you to waste your cum. It belongs in an ass; my ass.” He was so turned on by the thought of fucking me bareback at last that he did not last long. “Oh fuck yeah. Fuck. I’m close. You always had the best hole to fuck but this is so much better.” With that his dick started to spasm and he slammed his crotch into my ass as he started to unload his seed as deep as possible in my colon. “Breeding your tight ass good.” He thrust hard a few more times spewing his load into my hungry cunt. It was really hard to not cum hands free in the condom as the experience was so intense. He remained deep in my gut for a few moments before he spoke. “Fuck yeah. That was hot. And I know you are so ready to cum that if you stick it in my ass you will cum even before you are all the way in. I nodded in agreement. He withdrew his still hard member from my ass and went down on his hands and knees. “Eat my ass before you fuck me” he ordered “Get it good and sloppy so we don’t need lube.” His anus was not the same as I remembered it from college. No longer a tight pucker, his puffy ass lips relaxed to reveal a gaping hole. Sam had obviously been fucked a lot since we had been together in college. As I thrust my face into his tangy crack and slid my tongue into his welcoming hole I heard him say. “Yeah, like it? Not as tight as I used to be because I love getting double-dicked. I can take it real easy now.” I gave a muffled affirmative as I tasted cum in his hole. So he had already been fucked today. He obviously knew what I was thinking. “Yeah, Matt and Josh loaded me after brunch this morning. You’re going to have a slick ride.” His ass was now nice and wet so I got ready to fuck him. I still had the condom on and my dick inside was slick with all the pre-cum that I had been leaking. I pulled it off and lined my fat cockhead up against his ring. As I slowly pushed in I got a thrill from finally getting to do something that I had wanted so many times in college; Get my bare dick in Sam’s needy hole. Sam was moaning with pleasure as I slid it all the way in and past the inner sphincter. I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming all the way home to get as deep as I could. Sam sighed.” Fuck yeah, you have no idea how many times I wished your dick was bare when you fucked me in college”. When he said that it took me over the edge and I rammed him balls deep and started loading up his ass. “Fuck bitch, I’ve wanted this for so long: Seeding you good and hard.” In that instant a long held wish came true for both of us. We rested for a few minutes taking in the moment. As I pulled out of Sam’s sloppy hole he joked. “Wrong porn movie. Should have been the Bareback Cheating Boyfriends. One of my favorites. Except it should have been husbands.” As we were getting dressed I asked Sam what had changed his mind about barebacking. It was quite by accident he told me. “About a year ago I met this really hot couple for a threesome. They said they always fucked each other raw but we agreed that when I would fuck and get fucked it would be safe. It did not work out that way and I am sure they planned it like that. We had all fucked each other at least once, me with condoms and Matt and Josh raw with each other but none of us had cum yet even though we had been close a few times. Matt was fucking Josh while I was sucking him. He turned to Matt and said I sucked better when I was being fucked and next thing Matt slid his bare cock out of Josh and slid it up my ass. No condom this time and slick with Josh’s ass juices. It felt so fucking good. Matt must have been really close because he only thrust a few times before I felt his dick swell and he started dumping a massive load in my hole. Then Josh said that since I could not catch anything from him that I could not catch from his boyfriend he wanted to fuck me raw as well and he did. Well, that did it. It felt so incredible that by the end of the evening I had seeded them both and each had bred me twice. They admitted afterwards that they liked hooking up with safe-sex only guys and converting them to bareback in the heat of the moment. I never used a condom since and I must have been bred by more than a hundred guys. Matt and Josh go as bbcpl4loads on the internet.” I wondered about the risks Sam had been taking but I still wanted him to bareback me again. I guess I should have still been on PrEP even though I had never been as good about taking it regularly as I had been about taking loads.

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PART III "You caused quite a commotion, young man. Seems like the stallions are champing at the bit already. I think I can even hear them neigh." Harry chuckled and pulled me closer to him. "Glad you waited for me. I really hoped you'd take me up on my offer to show you around. But you never know with all those hot, bigdicked guys around. Hard to believe that none of them came on to you." I snuggled up to Harry, my face resting against his hairy chest. Don't ask me why, but the heat emanating from his furry torso and the smell of his sweaty armpits calmed me down in a second. His muscular arm around my shoulders gave me something I had always hoped for but never actually gotten from my real dad. With Harry I finally felt at home, at ease with myself and at peace with the rest of the world. For the first time I felt safe and accepted just the way I was. "God, this feels so good. Almost like a real father and son...", I mumbled more to myself. "Would you like that, Kevin? Would you like me to be your daddy? I'd be really proud to have a son like you. I knew right away that you are a very special boy and I'd love to have you around for much longer than just this evening. Want to be my son?" I couldn't believe my luck. My real dad had always despised me for being too effeminate. And now Harry, who was way more masculine than my biological father could ever hope to be, offered to be my daddy. I didn't have to think twice. "Can I call you daddy then?" Harry smiled at me. "Of course you can, Kevin. And I'll call you son." That's when my pent-up feelings, my fear and confusion broke free. I flung my arms around him and started sobbing. Harry pulled me closer, touseled my mop of red hair and kissed my brow. "Shhh, son. What's wrong? Trust me, you can tell me anything..." So between sobs and sniffles I stammered: "Oh d-daddy, th-th-there was this guy...Glen...he o-offered to fuck me...w-without a c-c-condom!" I looked up at him, waiting for his reaction to my shocking disclosure. But Harry just nodded and motioned for me to resume my account. I was a little unnerved. He didn't seem to be impressed one bit. Maybe I was overreacting? "I...of c-c-course I know that it's wrong and a bad, bad thing to do...but...but he's got that beautiful cock...long...and thick...and I...I don't know why, but I...I wanted it so much...wanted to feel it inside me...skin on skin...sh-shooting his load into me." I sobbed again. "And than he t-took my hand and wanted to take me with him and I...I would have gone with him, if you hadn't...and I don't know, if I'll be able to resist him next time...oh, my head is a mess, I'm so mixed up." I cuddled up against Harry, taking in the musky heat from his furry body. "B-but the worst thing is...", and at that point I lowered my voice, "I...I think he is HIV-positive!" I buried my tear-stained face in his hairy chest, totally lost in my confusion . Maybe that's why at first I couldn't identify the sound that broke the silence. Then I realized that Harry was laughing heartily. I looked up to find him wiping the tears from his eyes: "Oh, boy. That's all there is? Of course Glen is positive. To be honest, he's a fuckin diseased AIDS-whore. And he'd be the first to admit it. So no need for you to whisper like that, son." His hand travelled up and down my back reassuringly and I felt my stiffness fade away. "Actually most guys in here are positive. I thought you knew that. Barebacking fundamentalists through und through. Most of them wouldn't even use a rubber, if someone was holding a pistol to their head. They like to share their virus, especially with newbies like you, and they know their way into a boy's pants. They would tell you whatever you wanna hear to get their bare pozcocks inside your little negative boyass. Glen, for example. You already got to know his strongest argument", Harry was holding up both hands, about one foot apart from each other, to indicate the size of the guy's giant member, "but on one of the rare occasions that a boy insists on using a condom, Glen uses this line about being allergic to latex. And most boys swallow it." Harry was shaking his head in disbelief. "The guys that come here for sex are a special breed for sure. They seem to sense it right away, if the boy they got at hands is negative and that spurs them on even more. So if you want to stay that way, never...never trust anyone of them, ok? If you don't want to end up as a sleazy pozwhore, don't trust anybody...any-body... no matter what they might tell you. Promise?" I nodded my head with determination. "Promise! But why would they do that?" Infecting others with HIV didn't make any sense to me. Harry frowned "What? Fucking bareback? It just feels way better. Or do you mean infecting others on purpose? Might be a question of power. Getting the virus changed their lives dramatically and passing it on makes them feel like regaining control over their life by changing yours. But in the end every guy has his own history and his own reasons." The next question seemed inevitable, but I just couldn't muster up enough courage to ask Harry for his own status. After all, he'd surely tell me, if he was positive, wouldn't he? So I just said: "I've never been to a sauna before and I've got no idea what to expect from such a place. Why don't you just take the lead and show me around, daddy?" "Well, let me think. This place caters to a wide range of tastes, but I think we should start with the basics. A little jerking off", with that he grabbed my wrist and led my hand to his daddydick that was growing quickly under the touch of my fingers, "then some sucking and, if I'm really lucky, maybe even fucking later." He put one of his big, calloused fingers to my lips and nodded his head, encouraging me to suckle on it, getting it wet with saliva. When he was satisfied with the result, he pulled out and his hairy, pawlike hand slid down my spine and into the narrow cleft between my buttcheeks, probing my tiny boyhole. "Do you like getting fucked? How experienced are you anyway, son?" I yelped as the first knuckle entered me. It had been quite a while. Actually, my experience was limited to say the least. A bit of mutual masturbation, some cocksucking, but my cautios attempts at fucking had been pretty much a disaster. I blushed with shame. Would Harry think poorly of me, if I told him? But he was my daddy now, so I owed him the truth. "I don't know really...there was this kid from my neighborhood, Chris...he's the one who dared me to come here by the way...in the beginning it was just two boys fooling around, sometimes more of us. Boys from school or from down the street. But when we were alone, just the two of us, he taught me how to suck a dick and one day he tried to fuck me. He showed me how to prepare my hole, cleaning it out, lubing it and getting it ready with my fingers until it was slick and soft and loose enough to accept a cock. When I was ready Chris rubbed his cockhead around my hole that was already quivering with excitement, needy for a fuck. But when he tried to slide his boydick into me, I stopped him and told him to rubber up first. But as soon as it was sheathed, his cock just flopped. I tried to get it up again, wanking and sucking, but it just wouldn't get hard. Chris told me that the feel of the rubber turned him off and that he couldn't get a hard-on with a condom on. He grabbed his cock by the base, blocking the bloodstream and tried to shove his semi-erect boyhood into my hole, but he couldn't get more than the head inside, the shaft was just too floppy. Chris pouted with frustration, pulled the rubber off his dick which sprang back to life in an instant, told me how much he wanted my ass and that there was nothing wrong with fucking raw. That all the other boys let him fuck their asses without one and that I should stop being such a pussy. Of course I was horrified and turned him down. I hopped off the bed and got dressed immediately. From then on we were back to wanking and sucking and never mentioned it again." I looked up at Harry's face, searching for a sign of disgust or disappointment, but I couldn't find any. Just the opposite. Daddy smiled at me and kissed my forehead. His dick, now too engorged to close my fingers around it, jerked in my hand and when I looked down, I saw that the purple cockhead had broken through the surface of the water, fat and taut, ready to go off. "So my son is still a virgin? I can't tell you how happy that makes me. There's nothing better than breaking in a virgin, being the very first to fuck...and maybe seed...a teenboy's tight and tender ass. And I've always been firmly convinced that it should be the father's privilege to introduce his young son to the pleasure of taking a grown man's fat cock up his ass, of feeling daddy throb in climax deep inside his kid's fuckhole. Will you let me be the first, let me show you what fucking means to me? That would really make us father and son, connected for the rest of our lives, DNA from my DNA." My hand slid up and down his veiny shaft, pulling back his foreskin, than covering the head again until a drop of precum was forming at the tip, glistening invitingly. I gulped, under my breath. Then I bent down and slurped the growing pool of precum from the slimy folds of his foreskin. "Oh daddy, there's nothing in the world I'd want more." I smiled up at him with cum-smeared lips. Harry tousled my hair and gave me the broadest grin. He reached out his big laborer's hand and I grabbed it with my own much smaller one, almost delicate compared to his, and shook it. "Ok, son. So this deal is sealed then. But we'll take it slow...at least in the beginning. Don't want to overcharge my little man. We'll get to testing your boundaries soon enough." His voice was more like a low growl now. And although I was sitting in the hot tub, it caused goosebumps all over my body. I was shivering with need and excitement. He licked my earlobe, his bushy mustache tickling my smooth cheek, and whispered: "I think I'll take you to the maze first. Do you know what a gloryhole is? No? Very nice, I like that. Daddy will teach you everything you need to know. Find you some mandick to prove your cocksucking skills on. Bet my buddies will stand in line, waiting for their turn in your slutty, cum-slimy boymouth. They'll be so fuckin jealous, dying to have their fat daddydicks serviced by my little cocksucking champ. Then I'll take you on a tour through the steam room. Have a little anonymous fun in the fog. Hands and mouths and cocks all over your little body. But let's not make too many plans, we'll just take it from there. And don't worry, I'll take care of you. Daddy knows what a young man like you needs. And I'll make sure you get it." He leaned towards me and we kissed for what seemed like an eternity, his fleshy tongue exploring my mouth, until I was putty in his hands. When he finally broke the kiss, our eyes locked. That's when I realized I was ready to give myself to him totally. "You're a very good kisser, young man. Can't wait to test the rest. But it's time for a pit stop first, daddy needs to piss like mad. So let's get going." He motioned for me to leave the tub. "Ready if you are." Part IV under way

Just gonna change one detail to protect his privacy here. Let' call him "Lance." Lance was from Waycross Georgia. After just turning 18, he found out he was poz. I met him shortly therafter at a club in Jacksonville. Lance is aout 5-9. 120 pounds, white, smooth and hung with a thick 8 in cock. We talked at the club, hung out afterwards, ate at Denny's and swapped numbers. If it wasn't for the friend that he was with, I probably would have let him fuck me on the spot. I live a couple hours from Jacksonville, and as it turned out he lived in Georgia - a couple hours from me. We kept texting for a couple weeks; and then he revealed he was poz. I was pretty frustrated. I wanted him SOO damn bad. We agreed to still meet, i told him I was cool with it; but honestly wasn't sure. He came down to visit me, and we did the whole dinner-and-date thing. Then, it was getting late and we started making out. I wasn't sure how far it would go. Once he got naked and I saw his perfect thick, eight-inch cock poking out of his slight body, I knew I was in trouble. We made out, went down on each other. I kept rubbing my ass against his massive hot cock, hoping he'd just shove it in me. I could tell he was resisting. He knew I was uncertain about taking him raw. "Just put the tip in," I urged. I wanted all of it, but I couldn't bring myself to tell him. I was terrified, but, at the same time, so turned-on. I had never been so turned-on. He agreed to fuck me with just the tip of his cock. He licked his fingers, wet my hole, and wet the tip of his thickness with his spit, and slowly entered me. His dick wasn't just hot, it was shaped perfectly for topping. Not a super thick head, but definately thick. The shaft had a nice upward curvature, and just below the head, the shaft thickened a little bit. Somehow that combination always works for me. Once he got it into me .. pure ecstacy. OMG. "Fuck me" I demanded. He started to fuck me slowly and then just with an inch or two. I pulled at his waist, trying to make it clear that I wanted all of him in me. He got the hint and soon I was getting all of his thickness in me. He sped up his pace. Each thrust felt like he was getting deeper in me. His cock filled my ass completely and he sensed I wanted him to pound me hard now. "I can't believe I'm letting a poz guy fuck me" I kept thinking to myself. The fear added to the excitement. I found myself rock hard, wanting him more and more. "I'm going to cum!" he warned. I didn't have the courage at the time to let him nut in me, so I wiggled my ass and he slid-out. His jizz shot all over my stomach and chest. I stroked and came just after him. That was the first of six encounters with Lance. More to come. No pun intended.