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Pt.2 I draw my shirt closed as a sudden wave of sobriety washes over me. "Wh..what're you doing here?" I can feel everything already collapsing around me. My credibility. My position. My whole fucking life. Sure I've fucked around but it's always been strange cock. No one knows what I'm like, what I like. "Don't be like that." His voice is level, calm and easy. "What does anyone come here for?" He extends a hand. "Get up for fuck's sake." I take the offer and clamber to my feet. I slowly dress fully attempting to come to terms with everything. Totally aware of his watching me the entire time I have so many conflicting ideas screaming for attention. Oh god he knows! What will everyone think? Will he ever let it slip? He came here to fuck! He obviously knows this place. He. Came. Here. To. Fuck! "Um, Sean?" It's the first time either of us has spoken in a few minutes. "Yeesss." There is an amused edge to his drawn out response. "Do you want." "Not here. Not now." His response is sharp and cuts me off completely. This is a side I've never seen of Sean. He's normally so mellow, almost too relaxed and this is almost as shocking as his appearance. "We'll go to mine, its closer." There is no room for contradiction and his tone is such that I simply nod and begin to follow as he walks. His pace is brisk and I attempt to keep up but it is clear he wants to be ahead of me. With just this action he is already telling me my place. There is no conversation as we walk. I am left with my mind still reeling from the turn the night has taken. I am still tender from being fucked so hard and the euphoria of that has been replaced by a knot deep inside. What the fuck is going on here? After walking for about twenty minutes he guides me into the lobby of a well appointed apartment building and leads me to an elevator which we ride in silence. It seems only a moment later that the doors slide open and we step out and he leads the way to one of only two doors in the corridor we find ourselves in. Sean deftly unlocks and swings the door open and beckons me inside. I step through the door and only have a brief glimpse of the sleek interior before I am shoved against the wall. The shock causes me to tense and freeze making it easy for Sean to mash his lips against mine. The kiss is strong and passionate and after the last hour of my life completely unexpected. My brain can't process these changes of gear and I just stand there offering no resistance and only responding in the most basic sense. Eventually Sean pulls away and affectionately taps my cheek then steps away with a smile plastered across his face. "Fuck man, if I'd known you were a proper cumdump I would have had you here ages ago." I am still spectacularly failing to process things and I stand there panting from the kiss staring like an idiot. He chuckles at my predicament and leans against the opposite wall to the short entranceway. "No really, I wish I had known about you a few years ago when I joined the team." He appraises me for a few seconds and then claps his hands together. "Oh well, can't dwell on that. Now strip!" I finally find my voice. "Now wait a minute.." I begin to protest but he raises a single finger and my voice falters. "Look," Sean continues, "You have got a choice here. We both know what we were in the park for, and I definitely know what you were upto. So we can carry on with each other here or, if you really want, you can leave." I glance at the door unconsciously and he keeps on. "If you leave nothing will ever, ever, happen between us. Even if we stumble across each other like tonight. End of story." I just look at my feet unable to maintain his gaze. Fucking hell he has me chastised like I've been sent to detention. But I can't break his sway. "If you stay I promise it'll be a night of firsts for you, and hopefully the first night of many. Before you decide you need a fucking shower. So strip." I raise my eyes and nod slightly as I finally bring myself to meet his stare. I reach up and fumble with my shirt buttons and slip my it off. Sean takes it from my hand allowing me to kick my shoes off. I then undo my jeans and push them down to the floor and step out of them. Awkwardly I ball my socks and stand before him completely naked. Even though I know what he has seen of me I cannot stop the blush that spreads across my skin, or maybe its precisely because of that. I look down again and realise that my jeans are filthy from my earlier adventures. Sean laughs as he notices where I am looking. "See. I said you needed to wash up you dirty fuck." That breaks some of the tension that has been skyrocketing within me and I laugh a little too. I am still self conscious but this seems more like the Sean I know. "Look," he grabs up my clothes, "I can chuck these on a quick wash while you take a long one. I promise they'll be here if you want to leave." He motions to a side table just along the wall from where we stand. "The bathroom is just there so use it as long as you need to." He points across the open plan living room to a door in a slight recess. "And, if you want. My bedroom is over there. When you are ready that's where I'll be waiting." He moves in front of me again and softly kisses me once more adding, "Seriously though, don't think about things too long." With this he pushes me towards the bathroom door and I drag my feet as I make my way across the apartment. The bathroom is amazing. A wet room really, a sunken tub featured in one corner with a shower point positioned next to it. Next to the door was a rail, heated I presumed, already draped with several thick luxurious towels. Not for the first time I wonder how the hell Sean has this place. Pulling the door closed behind me I hear the low murmur of a hidden extractor unit seemingly an automatic feature. I step over to the sink pedestal and look into the mirror positioned above it. I half expect a strangers face, but no it's definitely me. My hair dishevelled and my cheek still streaked with dirt I ask myself. "Well, which is it?" I tell myself I'm still not sure but I'm pretty sure this path was set some time ago, I just didn't know I was walking it. I walk over to the shower and turn the control. I am cascaded by warm soothing water from above instantly and I immediately forget about everything else. This feels so good. I guess I hadn't truly noticed just how much the tension had built up in such a short time. The water is very relaxing and as I unwind so my mind wanders over the events of the night. Especially the latter half. Not just sucking and getting fucked. Being a total fucking slut in such a public place and revelling in it. As I think about it my body responds in kind and my cock rises. I slowly begin to stroke myself without even thinking about it and within about a minute I am wanking hard and panting under the streaming shower head. It's not enough and I reach behind myself and begin to tease and finger my still puffy and slick anus which has me gasping in seconds. I sink to my knees on the tiles and can feel myself moments away from orgasm. I force myself to stop. Shaking my head and raising my face to let the water wash over me. Is this really going to happen? I shut off the water and grab a towel a few vigorous rubs over my head and around my body and I am merely damp. I drop that towel to the floor and grab another which I secure around my waist. I step out of the wet room and look around. I momentarily consider my clothes, but instead I start walking towards the door Sean had pointed out before. The one where he said he'd be waiting. I tell myself I just want to settle a few things, to talk, as I reach out for the handle and step into the low lit room beyond. Sean, true to his word, is waiting all right. As I step into the room I take in everything at once. The lighting is low and pink giving everything an otherworldly feel and the only true colour is coming from the glow of the large screen which is currently displaying a hard-core and very energetic porn compilation covered by a low dance beat. There is the very recognisable aroma of poppers in the room and as I look at the large bed that dominates the room it's obvious how Sean has occupied himself waiting. He is naked. Such a simple sentence doesn't quite seem like it does any justice to the scene; but then I don't think there is a living lyricist who could convey things any better. Sean, a man I had definitely had thoughts about yet always considered out of reach or off-limits, is laying naked on a bed in front of me. His very hard cock is pointing, no jutting, up from his body as his fingers lightly stroke up and down the slick length. He has obviously used some lotion to keep his touches light and make those fingertips glide over himself. On the table next to him is an open bottle, I can't see the type but it explains the scent in the air. And then I see his face. He is looking right at me. Right fucking through me. That stare is pure lust and that cock oh my god, I was going to do something, say something, wasn't I? My cock has sprung up, the sight before me has robbed me of any other intention. I drop the towel from my waist and step up to the bed. Dropping to my knees by the side and looking up at him I simply ask, "May I." As I look at his sexy, greasy, oh so tasty looking fuckmeat. "Go ahead." He groans a hoarse, horny whisper of a response but it's all I need. I lean in and slide my lips as far down that shaft as I can in one go and start showing him what a good cocksucker I can be when motivated. The groan of lust he gives off as I make contact with his flesh by enveloping his cockhead with my lips spurs me to prove to him I was worth waiting for. His hands find my head and he guides me, up and down, then holding me all the way down. I am no virgin and this is exactly what I've wanted and never imagined would happen. So I take him all the way, and let my tongue tease around him as my shallow breathing allows me to keep him in me. Deep where he wants to be. He tenses his hips and I feel his cock flexing at the back of my throat. He isn't cumming, at least not yet, he is just showing me how he likes it. I moan around his cock to let him know how much I love it. How much I want to soak his dick and make sure he's very hard and very wet. He lifts my head and pulls me up to kiss me. It's deep and passionate and I am pretty much melting for this man when he spins me away pushes me face down then pulls my hips up. I am left breathless by the suddenness but I rock my hips and push my arse back for him. "I knew you'd end up in here." Sean says matter-of-factly. "Once I saw the real you I knew it." "Oh really?" I try to be flirtatious but we're so far beyond that now I don't know if it achieves anything. "I am also going to tell you a few other truths you fucking slut." Both of Sean's hands slap down on my arsecheeks firmly at this and he grips me and spreads me. I can feel the heat of the tip of his cock positioning at my opening and I am oh so ready for it. "Firstly you chose to come in here and I am going to fuck your slut cunt very hard." "Promises promises" I almost purr flexing my hips causing the head of his slick cock to slide across my hole. "Second, there is no way you are leaving this room until at least one of my loads is deep up inside you." "Sounds good to me." I am writhing under his firm grip and the proximity of his prick is making me desperate for all of it. "Thirdly, I've already seen what a slut you are so I know how much you want my poz cock in you." "Wait...wha." And just like that he is balls deep in me.

From the little brother, Braden: I cough, holding a vape in my hand and let out a cloud of smoke as I look up at my brother and his friend. Seeing Ryan rock hard in his shorts like that makes my dick jump and ass tingle. I’ve wanted his cock for years and I never expected I’d walk in on him like I did today! And to know now, for sure, that he’s a total cock-slut makes me love him even more. I stand up, naked, and walk over to them. Offering the pen to my brother’s friend. Me – Damn bro, he’s hot! Ryan – No shit Braden! Get on your knees and show us how helpful you can be. Smiling at my brother, I immediately drop down to my knees. Undoing his shorts, they drop to the ground and his cock is already bulging in his boxer briefs. I press my lips to his bulge and breath in the heavy musky scent. It makes me melt. As I pull down his boxer briefs, I see his beautiful 9-inch uncut cock, already dripping with precum and slowly lifting itself upward to my mouth. I close my eyes and take it in, sliding his cock past my lips, I relax my throat and eagerly take his cock to the base. Then pulling up, I suck every inch of his rock hard cock with my tongue and lips. Ryan – Goddamn Braden, you fucking slut! How’s that feel, Marc? Marc puts his hands on my head and starts to slowly fuck my face. I moan into his cock, letting him and my brother know how much I’m enjoying this. Marc – Fuck dude, your little bro’s mouth feels fuckin’ amazing….maybe even better than yours! Ryan – Damn bro, you’re a natural born cocksucker! That, or you’ve had a fuck-ton of practice being a faggot….. or both!? I look up at my brother with this delicious cock in my mouth, moaning more. I nod just a bit and he knows the answer is both. As I run my tongue along this throbbing dick, I feel a series of bumps on the side. This guy must fuck around a lot if he’s coming over here like this. Makes me wonder how wild my brother really is! I keep sucking as he shoves his cock harder into my throat and then pulls his glistening dick out and slaps it across my face. I can taste so much precum as well as feel it smear on my cheek. Marc – Get on the bed, faggot! I don’t hesitate. I stand up as Marc takes his shirt off. I admire his sleeve of tattoos and the few that he has on his chest, abs and side, all of them seem to direct your attention right to his beautiful dick. I get on my brother’s bed, on all fours. Marc steps behind me and my brother comes to the side. I moan as I feel Marc slide a finger into me, then two. Ryan – Nice right! He’s got such a wet hole right now! Marc – Laughing – Fuck, reminds me of the first time I fucked you, slut! I smile up at my brother as I lick my lips and let out a soft moan. Marc pulls his fingers out and I watch my brother lick them, as if he knew that was exactly what Marc wanted him to do. His cock slaps my ass Marc – You want this, slut? Me – Fuck yes, please. Please fuck me! I look up at my brother as I feel Marc line his dick up to my hole and push. I moan out as I relax and let his raw dick push into me. He’s big, but the head slides in without a problem, as if that invited him to quickly shove in the rest of his thick cock, going balls deep! I groan as he pushes me forward and my brother stokes his cock in front of my face. Moaning, I put my open mouth on my brother’s dick and taste the precum he has dripping from his beautiful cut cock. Ryan – Holy fuck yeah bro, take that dick! You look fucking amazing like this! Marc isn’t much of a talker. He slides his cock in and out of my hole, making me moan as he opens me up and runs his hands down my back….I can feel his nails scratching the lower part of my back and then – SMACK – he slaps my ass hard as he slams into my hole. I let out a yelp and moan more as I squeeze his dick with my ass, milking his slick cock as it jams in and out of my fuck hole. Marc’s breathing speeds up as he slams his dick all the way in and out. Suddenly he just pulls all the way out and I feel so empty except for my brother’s dick in my mouth. Marc – Fuck I’m getting close. Get over here dude. I know what you want. Ryan slides his dick out of my mouth and I whimper for feeling so empty. I turn as he walks around behind me, rolling over onto my back. I lift up my legs, opening my ass to Marc as he stands between us. We look right into each other’s eyes as Ryan immediately starts to push his dick into my hole. We moan together as Ryan bottoms out in me and Marc pushes his throbbing cock into my brother. Me – Fuckkkk yes bro….oh my god you feel so good! I drop my head back as they both start to fuck. Marc fucking my brother and Ryan fucking me. I’ve dreamed of this for years! Ryan – Oh my god yes, fuck me! Fucking use my ass Marc. Mmmmm I want it! Me – Hell yeah….fucking take that dick Ry…you look so good getting fucked on top of me! I run my hands over Ryan’s chest and shoulders…both of us are starting to drip with sweat and I’m sure our moaning fills the whole house. I lose track of how long we’re like this, my whole body feeling the bliss of finally having sex with my big brother. Marc – oh shit…I’m so close dude. Fuck…you want me to breed your slut ass in front of your little bro? Ryan – FUCK YES! Please, do it. I… I looked right at my brother as I saw him moaning in ecstasy as his buddy pumped harder into him. I could tell he wanted to say more but cut himself off and just moaned. Suddenly Marc rammed his cock into Ryan harder than I’ve ever seen, making Ryan yelp. Marc held still inside my brother and then they both let out a long groan. I could feel Ryan’s cock start throbbing in me as he pumped his load balls deep into me. That alone sent me over the edge and my cock erupted hands free, covering my abs and chest in cum, two shots hitting me right on the face. I let my breath go. Everything felt absolutely perfect. My brother and his fuck buddy collapsed onto me as we fell into a sweaty, cummy heap on my brother’s bed.

Lather, Rinse, Repeat I wasn't sure why I was heading back to the bathhouse on Wednesday night. The previous night's fun should have kept me sated for a few days, anyway. When I got there, it was chaos. The EMTs were there with the entrance blocked off so they could bring out yet another casualty. The guys in line were already spreading rumors. One rumor was that someone overdosed, another that someone passed out on the dance floor and yet another that someone fell in the shower getting gangbanged. I'm sure the real story would be a lot less interesting. I gave it fifteen minutes and just as I was about to leave, they wheeled out a guy on a stretcher. A few more minutes and the tape barrier was gone and the waiting group was heading inside. By the time I got in and wandered around, I was just not in the mood anymore. I had decided to leave but seconds later I ran into RJ. He was definitely in the mood, so I figured I could do another quick fuck and then head home. A short walk and we were in one of the open play rooms and I had him bent over a fuck bench with his legs spread. I didn't even give him time to mount the bench, he just grabbed on the top pad with his arms stretched out and bent over. If anyone wanted to use the bench properly, they wouldn't have to wait long. My fingers worked their way into his lightly lubed hole. Starting with two, I was able to get him loosened up pretty quickly. Some more spit and a minute with three fingers and he was ready. Or, at least I was. Aiming my hard cock at his hole, I dropped another gob of spit above his hole and let it run down the crevice before pushing in. RJ let out a loud moan and most of the guys around the room turned to take a look. I saw a few smiles before I turned my attention back to RJ. My cock slowly descended until I was fully planted in his ass. His moan kept going the entire time and when my hips hit his butt it stopped and was replaced by a big gasp followed by a gutteral, drawn out "Fuck yeah!" With him fully opened, my hips pulled back and I began to drill him. Each stroke ended with a thud as my body slapped into him. After a dozen firm thrusts, I paused a moment and he took two big hits from the popper bottle in his hand. As soon as his hands were back on the bench I shoved back in and pounded him a little harder. A few guys were now standing around watching us and I checked to see if Chase was there, like last time. It would have been surprising if he was, since I'm sure his ass was still hurting from our fuck the day before but maybe that would spur him into top mode. It was probably ten minutes after RJ had bent over and I was pounding him with all I had when I felt the cum start to rise. My cock grew thicker too as I approached climax. I'm pretty sure RJ could tell, since he began to milk my cock with his ass. Squeeze on the outward thrust, release as I pushed back in. With the extra stimulus, I only lasted another dozen strokes before giving a final shove and let my cock flood his guts. He got a surprisingly large load and it seemed my balls had been working overtime the past 24 hours. Once the last pulse had fired I stayed planted a few more moments before I pulled out. Helping RJ stand back up, I pulled him to my chest and whispered "Thanks, bud." He followed me down the hall to the showers and we both cleaned up. "Not sticking around for more?" I asked as we dried off. "After that I don't think I could take another fuck. Your dick kinda spoils it for the others. Maybe this weekend I'll be ready to get back into cumdump mode" RJ said with a grin. I gave a short laugh and then started to head to my locker downstairs. Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a guy's arm and the tattoo that I remembered from one of the sites. He'd played the chaser role but the moment we had set something up, he vanished. It had happened several times with various guys and I'd gotten used to it. I was someone's jack-off fantasy and they never planned on meeting to go through with it. I headed back up the stairs and saw him poke his head into the upstairs showers and then the playroom I'd just fucked RJ in. Each stop he made had given me a chance to get closer and soon I was near enough to make sure he was who I thought he was. Five foot six blond twink, fully shaved with a pink unicorn on his left upper arm. Looking lower... yes, two pale blue stars, one on each forearm. "Yep, that's him" I muttered to myself. He kept walking around the second floor and then ducked into the gloryhole area. Too easy, I thought. He took the center of the three booths and I went into the far one, grabbing a few packets of lube from the bowl on the way. I pulled my towel off, tossing it over my shoulder and heard a gasp on the other side of the hole. My cock had stiffened and I was just wondering how I could get it inside his ass. "Don't rush it" I told myself. Once I saw a finger at the hole, I moved closer and pushed my semi-hard cock through. His tongue lapped over my growing shaft but he didn't really start sucking it. A few minutes later, I pulled my cock back past the hole and bent over a little. "It's not a fucking lollipop, are you gonna suck it or just lick it?" I said, clearly showing how unhappy I was with his skills. "I'll try, sir. It's kinda big" he said back. I laughed and gave him another shot. This time he tried to suck on it but could only take two or maybe two and a half inches. He did seem to know how to play a bit with the foreskin. I kind of regretted showering after the session with RJ, so that he could enjoy the taste of some dried cum and some stranger's ass juice. I let him work it a few more minutes and then I pulled clear of the hole again. "Show me that ass" I barked. I expected him to bolt at that point, but he turned around and came close to the wall, spreading his ass nice and wide. Opening the packet of lube, I coated my finger with the oily goo and rubbed it over the pink hole before pushing in to the first knuckle. He gasped but didn't move. Pulling back, I added more lube to my finger and worked more of it into his hole. His ass seemed to be more adept at taking cock than his mouth had been and soon I had two fingers inside him. Ripping open a second lube packet, I put half on my cock and the other half on the third finger that squeezed into his ass. With a light thud, he fell back against the wall, surprising me again. Another minute later, I stopped twisting my fingers and gently pulled them back. My foreskin was pulled back and my dick was glistening in the dim light. I aimed my cock and pushed in, trying to get in before the hole closed back up. I knew I would never get all of my cock inside him and to be honest all I wanted was enough short strokes to dump a few shots of viral seed inside him. He kept pressing back until the head actually popped inside the outer ring. The moan from him was easily heard in my booth and probably out into the hall. My hips began to rock and while not getting very deep it went further into his ass than his mouth. His hole kept getting slicker as I plowed in and out the precum and lube mixed together. I tried to go a little deeper, but the cry that came out of him told me that was about all he could take. I fucked a little faster and remembered one of his last messages on the site that said "I hope I feel your toxic load in me soon." The thrusts slowed down and I knew every second could be the moment that he pulled away and vanished again. Instead of pushing in as far as I could and breeding him, I just let it flow while I pumped my cock and out of him. There wasn't a loud groan or exciting orgasm. My cock just thickened and began to spew a few shots of my cum inside his hole. I knew I'd probably never know if I was able to knock him up with this lame fuck, but I had the satisfaction of finally getting my dick and charged load inside him. I gave a few harder thrusts and he let out a yelp and began to pull away. I also pulled back and wiped my dick off with my towel. "Fuck, I can't believe I took that" I heard through the hole. I said to myself "No, you didn't. You couldn't take even half of it." Instead I muttered an half-hearted "Thanks" and walked out of the booth. He didn't follow me or even come out of his booth for the few seconds that I hung around. Back to the locker room I went and when I saw the blood stains on the towel I tossed it in the bin and decided to shower at my place. I walked back out into the pleasantly cool night air and headed home realizing it turned out to be a lot more fun than I expected. -- Friday morning I woke and saw a few message on my hookup phone. I made some coffee and started to eat breakfast as I took a look to see what spam I'd gotten this time. Instead, there were two messages from Chase. "thx 4 givin tyler a push 2 try bbing" the first message said. The second message said "was only a min n he pulld off b4 I bred him." I laughed as I read it and yet was surprised that my suggestion worked so quickly. I typed back "congrats. next time give him ur babies." It was only a sip of coffee and a couple bites of fruit later and he replied. "hope so think he luvd it" Chase texted back. I thought about it a moment and then typed back "1 roomie down, 1 to go." Not knowing the dynamic of the three of them, the only thing I knew was that Chase had fucked Tyler enough to have condoms ready for it. Maybe he fucked or got fucked by the Asian guy too. "he likes 2 watch but only fux with chinese guys" Chase messaged back a couple minutes later. A wicked grin came over my face and I typed out "hmm I might the perfect guys 4 him." "Cool dont think hes fucked many guys" Chase replied. I tapped out message to Dragonboy and after getting Chase's roommate's number I passed it along. "gave # to my fb. he & his cuz vbtm n fun. toxic so u might warn ur roomie" I sent to Chase. "he shud ask if he cares" came back his response several minutes later. A followup came in a few minutes "just fingered Tyler while he was doin dishes gonna try n load him this time." "LOL have fun" I replied. A few hours later my phone buzzed and and when I had a break from work, I saw the message from Chase "hes a cum pig now gave him 2 loads." "Hot. U should tell him if u get sick. stealthin roomies can get ugly" I responded before getting up and heading into the kitchen. I refilled my glass and came back to the table, seeing the light flashing on my phone again. There was no text from Chase but a pic of a spread, hairy, beefy ass dripping cum. It was tempting to lick the phone, but I'd rather lick the real thing. I typed out "tasty. u wanna meet sunday?" and went back to work.

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.

OK, I admit, I am sheltered. It takes a lot for me to move out of my comfort zone. But, I met a random guy at a rest stop on I-95 North near Baltimore the other night. I was my first rest stop fuck--ever! I am usually asleep at the time we connected, but I was awake, on a meet-up app and looking to get filled. He hit me up and the rest stop is not far from my home. It was strange walking into the rest room knowing which stall he was in and preparing to get fucked. I had prelubed and was wearing only a shirt and shorts. No underwear. I knocked on the door, but he didn't open, so I hit him up again on the app we were using and told him I had knocked and asked if he was still interested. He said yes and as soon as some people left vicinity, he would unlock the door. The rest room was laid out with the sinks were on the other side of a wall separating the stalls. So he didn't't realize that the people were really not in the vicinity. As soon as they were gone I heard him unlock and I went in. He asked me if I was clean and I thought it funny that this late in the game in a public restroom that was his only question. I mean really, at this point was he expecting anything else. I am clean, however, and reassured him. Funny, I didn't ask him the same question--I really don't care. A fuck is a fuck and, well as everyone on BZ knows, I'm chasing--ALL BUGS. It is weird, I never really saw his face and he only let me briefly jerk his dick and fondle his balls before turning me around at which point I pulled my shorts to the floor and he almost immediately inserted his dick into me all the way. It felt good and he fucked me for a while. The problem was I was straddling the toilet and had to use my arms to keep him from pounding my head into the concrete walls. I enjoyed his thrusts and at one point he slipped out and I thought he was done--but no, he slammed his cock back into me and began to feverishly unload. I was able to feel his cock pumping his load into me. He pulled out and I felt some cum run down my leg as I pulled up my shorts. He let me leave first and I went to my car full of his load enjoying the feeling of being freshly fucked.

I totally agree. When I was a young bottom I had trouble understanding why I craved getting bred. Normalization would have helped me to be more comfortable in my own skin.

The Sexy Hipster, part 2 Matt and John meet up a couple times over the next couple weeks – mostly fucking but also going out for dinner and drinks. Matt and John fuck bareback each time. John loves it when Matt rides his cock facing him. John loves getting Matt so horny that he will drop his pants and ride him. John got Matt to ride his cock in the bathroom at a bar they went to and also on his back stairs one night. Matt loves riding John’s girthy cock. Matt likes that John knows he is slutty and likes it. One night, Matt and John get invited to a party by some of their bar friends. The boys don’t know them well and the guys throwing the party are those older guys that hang around twink bars. Matt and John discuss it and decide to go because it is a party weekend. There is a street festival to celebrate Spring. The City closes off a couple blocks downtown for a street fair one day, a 10k race another day, and then a small parade. It’s a fun weekend. Matt’s second of these festival weekends since college ended. John likes them too. The party is going to be a couple doors off the main festival area and that’s the main reason Matt and John decide to go – easy access to a bathroom and cocktails. Matt is especially leery of one of the party hosts because he is always trying to fuck Matt. He’s older and not very fit. A couple times Matt has been lonely and almost given in to this guy’s advances. But, Matt is with John now, so it’ll be fine. It is Spring, but it’s hot out. Matt and John are in shorts and tight tee shirts on Friday night after work as they explore the street fair. It’s fun and they see their friends on the street. The boys are all looking good and joking around. They head over to the party they’ve been invited to – all in a pack. The guys bring booze with them from a liquor store on the way. When they arrive, the party is pretty tame – mostly older guys hanging out drinking, decent music, etc. Everyone gets cocktails and is hanging out. The boys find the back fire escape/deck overlooks the festival. The twink pack sees some friends and the host tells them to invite the boys in. Soon the party is roaring with twinks, jocks, twunks, hunks, and the hosts and their friends. Everyone is having a great time. Matt is running the 10k in the morning so he is not drinking much. He is mainly watching everyone have fun, including John who is consistently playing with Matt’s amazing ass. Around 10pm, Matt tells John he has to go home if he is going to run the race the next day. John and Matt leave their friends at what is proving to be an epic party. Matt and John are both disappointed to leave the party and their friends. John fucks Matt twice that night. John also fucks Matt the next morning before he runs the race. John cums in Matt’s ass. Matt just has time to get his clothes on before he leaves for the race. Matt imagines that John’s cum is running down his legs as he is running the race. He knows it is just sweat, but Matt is really turned on by it. Matt sees John and some friends after the race and they have a beer and a banana waiting for Matt. Matt grabs another banana and a granola bar from the race tent to eat so he doesn’t get drunk before noon. Matt is in his race shirt and short running shorts. He looks hot and he knows it. John and the guys are heading over to the party house again for brunch/lunch and booze. Matt wants to shower and clean out before he heads to the party. As the boys part ways, John tells Matt to wear the running shorts and a tank top because he wants to fuck him a lot today – easy access. Matt laughs, but he is so turned on by John that he agrees. Matt goes home, showers, cleans out, and then chooses a looser tank top with long arm holes and puts his shortest, most threadbare running shorts on (ones he has had since high school) that barely cover his ass, and some flip flops. He looks in the mirror and knows he looks like a slut. Matt doesn’t care though because this is the look John wants. Matt arrives at the party. The host opens the door and whistles at Matt. It’s the guy who is always trying to fuck him. Matt blushes and says hi, asks if John is there, and the host guides him to the kitchen where John sees Matt and smiles big. The host slaps Matt’s ass and says go get him. John pulls Matt aside and says how sexy he looks. John kisses Matt. A few minutes later, John’s cock is inside Matt in the one of the bedrooms filling Matt with cum. John pulls out and says, “fuck you are so sexy.” Matt pulls his shorts up and the boys go get drinks. There is some food, but not enough since Matt ran a race that day. Matt is getting pretty tipsy and John is too. John fucks Matt in the bathroom around 3pm, cumming in his ass again and telling Matt how sexy he looks. The party has thinned out a bit as the boys are starting to go other places, explore the street festival, and go to dinner. It’s also getting a bit sleazier as the older guys now have a camera out and are taking pictures of the twinks in various states of undress. Matt and John are a little taken aback, but they are with each other, and at least the booze here is free. Matt and John go out on the deck to watch the festival and keep drinking. They are having a good time. Later Matt finds himself pressed in a corner, partially visible to other guys on the deck and maybe on the street, but not really caring who sees it as John fucks him again as the sun sets. Matt has not cum yet. John has cum in him 4 times already today. He is so horny as John pulls out of him again. He can feel John’s loads running out of his ass. Then he hears the camera taking photos of John’s dick pulling away and Matt’s ass. Matt pulls up his shorts and says, “what the fuck man?” to the host who is taking his photo. The host says, “Don’t worry. I didn’t shoot your face, just the really hot action. You guys are really sexy.” Matt and John are angry at the host, but he swears no face is in the photos. The host takes them inside, plugs the camera into the computer, and shows Matt and John that none of the photos show their faces. The boys relax a bit. The host takes them in to the kitchen and they all do shots. The boys are relaxing now in the darkened living room with the hosts, almost everyone else left the party for the bars by now, but John and Matt are still there with about a dozen other people. The host starts saying how hot it is when John and Matt fucked earlier and how sexy the pics are. John starts playing with Matt’s nipple under his shirt, Matt and John start kissing, Matt’s shirt comes off, and John and Matt are making out heavily on the couch now. The other two guys who were sitting on the couch are now up and watching, Matt can hear the camera clicks. John pulls Matt’s shorts off as they make out. Matt is naked now as John is on top of him. Everyone in the room can see Matt’s naked torso and legs as they are wrapped around John. They can also see the naked side of Matt’s ass. Matt is so horny. He has not cum yet and needs to cum. His cock is rock solid. John sits upright, opens his shorts, pushes his shorts and boxer briefs down, and Matt gets on John’s lap. Matt sits on John’s bare cock and pushes his cum filled ass down, using John’s loads as his lube to ride the cock. Matt hears the guys cheer as his ass rides up and down on the bare cock. Matt is so turned on. He’s loving it. John is stroking Matt’s cock for the first time that day. Matt is naked and riding John’s amazing cock right in the middle of this party and he doesn’t care who sees it. The camera is snapping pictures. Matt is moaning. John is moaning. The boys kiss and fuck. Kiss and fuck. John is thrusting up into Matt now. Matt knows John is going to cum in his ass again. Matt wants the cum in him. He grinds his ass onto the cock. John grunts and says, “I’m cumming in you.” Matt grunts and cums all over John and himself and the couch as John cums inside him. The crowd loves it. There is clapping and cheering. A couple guys call Matt a slut, but everyone seems to congratulate John. Matt doesn’t care. He gets off John’s cock, gets dressed and the boys go home.

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....

Went to a cruise club last night, dress code naked, boots only. Went to the glory hole wall first; shoved my cock through and immediately had a warm mouth sucking my shaft. I let him suck me till I was close then pulled out. I walked around the maze for a while checking out the other guys. I got talking to a daddy who was with his younger cub. The daddy asked if I wanted to fuck. I said yes, so he led us over to the slings. I thought we were gunna fuck his cub but he wanted me in the sling so I though why not; they both had handsome cocks. I got in the sling and the cub shoved his cock up my asshole. He fucked me good for a few minutes then his buddy shoved his cock in me. Soon there was several more men standing round us waiting for a turn in my ass. After the daddy fucked me another man fucked me. I must have taken 7 or 8 cocks before I got my first load. Once I’d been seeded the crowd was now up for adding their loads. I don’t know who they were but I reckon at least a dozen men fucked me and most of them shot their loads up my ass. In any case my hole was full of sperm and leaking into my jocks as I got dressed to leave.

I went to the newly reopened dc crew club last night. It did not disappoint. I got fucked by at least 7 guys (including amazing bbc). Bred the hottest guy there. im a power btm so takes it regularly, but even I had difficulty walking afterwards. be sure to get a large room Bc the rooms tend to be a little small. So happy to have my bussy decimated supporting local gay businesses lol

I think that Ryan will slip up and his brother will find out that he's chasing.

I tried to get the picture of Sam getting fucked by that big poz cock out of my mind, but I could not. He had cum in Sam twice and I thought maybe I should say something to Sam but the way my cock was feeling was making me crazy horny. Soon Brian arrived and I usually love watching Brian fuck a hot hole, but I was distracted thinking about that big Poz Cock. Brian bred him and left, and I got online seeing if my new friend was online and he was not. I searched for a few poz guys and could not bring myself to invite them over. I had looked at one of the guys twice and soon I had a message. I looked and it was a name I recognized. BreedNegHole, fuck this guy sounds like the other guy but he just puts it out there. He was 5’11 auburn hair and brown eyes and a nice 8” dick. His email came over and our exchange is below: Breed: Boy you need your neg ass breed? Me: No, sorry I just stumbled on your file, hot body btw. Breed: There is no shame in needed a big poz dick in your hole. Me: No seriously it was not for me, I am whoring out this hot neg bottom. Breed: Bro, that is my specialty. Neg bottoms! Me: Well, I was only lining up neg tops on PreP since he is on PreP. Breed: You are fucking with me, right? You know I am rock hard and leaking now. Let me come over and you can guide my big dick inside the boy while we kiss. I could not do this really, but fuck I think I must. My dick was rock hard, I do not think I have ever been this turned on and although I thought about cancelling him three times after I gave him my address twenty minutes later, he arrives. He was good looking, and he stripped and told me to feel his abs and I did. He then guided my hand to his stiff prick; he was hard. He then ordered me to take off his underwear and as I did, he said that is one hot bottom you are whoring out. How many loads does he have in him? I looked up and said five. Nice, you are a good pimp, and you are a great pimp for lining me up for you cum dump. He will love my nut; you should taste it yourself while you are down there. I quickly stood up; I did not want to suck his poz dick. He then grabbed my hand and guided it to his dick and said, you can at least jack it for me. I jacked his dick as ne leaned in and kissed me. We made out for five minutes and then he broke the kiss and told me it was time to breed the boy. I walked with him over and he felt Sam’s ass and rubbed his finger on Sam’s cummy hole. There was some cum leaking out and he rubbed it with his finger, and he brought it to my mouth, and he fed it to me. He had me transfixed and then he leaned in and kissed me again. Then he guided my hand to his dick and told me to guide his dick in Sam. I held his dick and lined it up and once his head was on Sam’s ass lips, I lifted my hand and he said you are not done until I am inside your boy. I put my hand back on his dick and held the base while he pushed into Sam and Sam moaned. Once he was all the way inside, he leaned in and kissed me and fucked Same in slow long fucks as he felt my dick and balls. I was so hard and leaking, the young dude picked up his pace and his breathing became heavy, and he turned to me and said, I am going to breed your boy. You want that don’t you? I just nodded and he said, you must speak boy. I cleared my throat and said Yes, Breed him. Within a minute he shot his load inside Sam and when he caught his breath, he pulled out his dick and used his finger to get some cum that was leaking out and he fed it to me again and then kissed me. He moved over and fed Sam his dick so he could clean him off and then he got up and dressed and left but text me as soon as he was outside. I want any neg ass you find boy and I will even breed you if you go off PreP. I touched my cock and felt the cum boiling and before I had a chance to stop it, I came. Fuck, I can not believe I just came. I cleaned up and got back to looking for tops and I found two other neg tops on PreP to fuck Sam before the older guy, that first poz guy hit me and said, five minutes away. Does your boy need more of my special cum? I quickly hit him up and said YES. His response was on my way. There I was it had not been too long since I shot my load, and my balls were tingling. I searched for more tops and ran across this tall lean guy who was very hot. I could see his big dick outlined in the underwear and his file read. Hung top, looking for bottoms on PreP since I recently converted, and I am not on meds. My dick got even harder, I was not sure that was possible, and I sent him a message thinking he would not hit me back. My message read, whoring a neg bottom that is not on PreP, want to come over and breed him? I was certain from his message that he was being careful only to breed neg guys on PreP and his message came back. Stealthed my first neg hole last week, it was so fucking hot. Before I could send him, a response there was a knock and the older Poz man walked in and straight to Sam’s ass as he winked at me. He pulled out his big dick with the PA and slapped it on Sam’s cummy slit and then spit on his dick twice and he slowly worked his dick into Sam and fucked him for twenty minutes and shot his load. He pulled out and cleaned up and then asked me if I ever lend out bottoms. I asked him what he meant, he proceeded to share that he had three other guys who needs ass Just like Sam’s. Would you let me take him home and use him tonight? I want to party him up and give him the time of his life. I stammered and he quickly took that as a yes and he got dressed and grabbed a blanket and wrapped Sam in it and carried him to his van and placed Sam in it. I handed him his clothes and he tossed them in the Van and then he leaned down and gave me a kiss and thanked me for the toy for tonight. The man stopped and looked back me and said, you know! Then a long pause, your bottom friend will never be the same again and then he just smiled as he hopped in and drove off. I went to answer the hot newly poz guy and he was offline. I just wrote, lost you. Want to talk more about watching you breed some hot neg boy hole.

Yesterday I was the recipient of a massive load from this sexy scally, but it wasn’t the only load I received yesterday. My day started very early at 5am, to drive the 250 miles from family up north to home in the big smoke. I like to leave early so I can avoid the worst of the traffic, especially the campervaners and caravaners who are yet to hit the road. The other reason I leave so early is so I can be a cum slut for the day at the sauna, which is just what I did. I unpacked the car, got my poppers etc out of the fridge and caught the train into town. I was at the sauna, arse in the sling by 1pm. My first fuck was in this sling, an older chap with a nice, thick 8 incher. I coaxed him over to the sling so he could inspect my lube filled, hairy hole. He rammed it home in 1 thrust, made me wince a bit as this was my first cock in at least 3 weeks. Some French poppers helped with the discomfort which soon turned to pleasure. This older, white haired chap had some stamina, blowing his load after a few minutes, leaving his load to coat my cunt. I was Randy now. I passed this sexy bear in the corridor, quite young, maybe 32. We made eye contact and he led the way to a cubicle. With towels and masks off, we made out. God I love a guy with a beard.. He had a lovely thick cock, about the same size as the first one. As we were kissing I felt fingers in my silky hole, another top! I wasted no time, kneeling over so he could fuck me comfortably. I think he could sense I was already loaded, his thrusts quickened and then the familiar grunt as he unloaded in my cunt. He had a smile on his face as he left. After some wandering, the highlight of the sauna happened. I saw a familiar face ahead of me, a 40 ish muscled chap who’s fucked me many a time here, pre pandemic. This is the first time I’ve seen him since the sauna has reopened and he recognised me. I followed him into a cubicle and got to work, sucking his impressive 9 inch cock. Now this lad loves an audience, I kneeled over and he rammed it home, making sure the door was wide open. The place was busy by now so lots of lads would have seen the fucking. He’s such a sexy fucker it wasn’t long before a bear was standing over me, cock out for me to suck. Nice thick one too, my sucking getting him rock hard. The muscled lad was going hell for leather by now but stopped to let the sexy bear fuck me. Wow, I love a tag team, the bear went straight in and shot a load after only a few strokes, I was well sloppy by now. This was just what the muscled dude wanted, he added his load and slapped my arse as he left the cubicle. I didn’t cum myself, too much poppers so I headed home. Once there I was still randy. I saw a familiar name on fabguys, only a mile away. I messaged him and he was keen to fuck after work. This lad is about my age but looks and dresses a lot younger. He’s thin, lean and a wee bit rough around the edges. He also has a monster cock, and shoots gallons of cum. When he arrived I sucked him for 5 minutes as he requested. I knelt on the bed, exposing my still cummy hole. Well he loved it, he sighed when he entered my cunt. He was obviously super horny as it took only a couple of minutes for him to cum. But man, what cum indeed. It was dripping out of me as he pulled out. He left and I just needed to cum. I wanked off, thinking about all the loads in me, especially the load from the scally. I blew all over my arms, chest and belly and slept content. His cum was still dripping out of me as I showered the next morning.

Here's a short quickie chapters. Sometimes a short quickie is all we need. Part 15 I didn't see Colt the next day or night. He told me he had several dates lined up as he hadn't been paying attention to his fans recently, blaming me of course, and there were a bunch of men waiting to use his teenage cumdump hole. I was surprised that I found myself to be a little jealous. Of course he had told me from the beginning he wouldn't be monogamous. And I wasn't jealous about other men fucking him, I was jealous because I wouldn't be there, I wouldn't be a part of it. I really enjoyed watching Colt get used. But I just had to accept that this is how it was going to be. I wouldn't always be there. I had smoked some weed to help me get my mind off of Colt and was able to drift off to sleep. At 3:30 in the morning I was woken up by Colt crawling into my bed. He had a key to our house, of course, and had snuck in. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked, startled to see him. "I missed you baby." He said kissing me. "And I'm horny as fuck!" "What do you mean? Didn't you just spend the day and night getting fucked?" I wanted to know. "Yes." He said. "17 loads in my cunt." He said taking my hand and placing it on his crotch. I could feel his caged cock under his jeans. He giggled. "I locked myself up this morning. I didn't want to cum all day. I only wanted to cum with you in my pussy." He quickly stripped and grabbed me, rubbing our naked bodies together. He reeked of sex and cum. "17 loads huh?" I asked. "You were certainly a busy little whore today." I said as my cock sprung to attention. "Uh-huh." He mumbled into my mouth as he kissed me. "But I want at least one more in me baby. Yours." He whispered into my ear. "You wanna add your load into daddy's fucked out pussy?" "Who you calling daddy?" I asked, taking the dominate role. "I only see a nasty pig boy slave who needs another man's big cock up in his slutty, sloppy hole." "Yes Sir!" Smiled Colt, assuming his role. "That's better whore. Now show me your nasty cunt. Show your Master your disgusting cumhole." I ordered him. He quickly complied , throwing his legs in the air and pulling out his buttplug. I salivated at the sight of his rosebud. He was gaping open and it shone a bright red in the lamplight. "Push it out whore. I want to see it!" He pushed and it looked like a little flower blooming as his insides pushed past his sphincter. Cum leaked out of it. I couldn't resist and planted my mouth on the bud before me. I sucked and nibbled on his intestines while he moaned in ecstasy. "Push out whore!" I ordered him. "I wanna see those nasty loads come out of your filthy pig hole." He didn't say a word as his hole pulsed and a big gob of cum poured out. I managed to catch it in my hand and I reached up and slapped Colt across the face with it. It splattered a bit and I rubbed it into his face and hair. Then I dove back down onto his hole. "Keep pushing it out!" I mumbled as I ate his hole. He pushed harder and I felt more of his insides pass my lips as cum flowed into my mouth. My cock throbbed as I took these strangers loads from my bitches used hole, took these loads from him that he had worked so hard for and was so proud of. When I felt I had taken from him all I could, I pulled my mouth off his hole and replaced it with my cock. I slid into his hot, velvety hole, groaning. I didn't know which I liked better, his tight hole when he hadn't been fucked recently, or his fucked out sloppy chute that he had just given up for anyone that wanted it. I liked them both. As I started fucking him, I spit all the jizz I had in my mouth right in the middle of his face, hitting him square on the nose. It splattered and some hit him in the eye, the rest running down his cheeks. "There's your precious loads." I growled, spitting on him a couple more times. "You are such a filthy whore you don't deserve to keep those loads inside you. They're where they belong, on your nasty pig slut face!" "Yes Sir!" He moaned as he licked off what he could reach around his mouth. "Look at you pig." I laughed. "So desperate for cum." "Yes Sir, I am!" He panted. "Well, here comes another one for you whore." I announced as I started pumping my load into Colt. I had been so horny all day thinking of Colt out getting fucked, and hadn't even jerked off. I had wanted to save it for him. So it only took a little bit of thrusting before I was shooting off. But that was ok. I had at least one more good load in me. Maybe two! My cock didn't even go soft and I was fucking Colt again. "Please Sir." He started begging. "Please what, slave boy?" I asked. "Please take the cage off Sir. I wanna cum so bad!" He whined. "Oh, do you?" I teased. "Does my little slave boy wanna cum? Does the pathic whore thinks he deserves it?" "Yes Sir. Oh please." He continued. "I was a good boy and saved my load for you Master. I wanted to come so bad all day, but I didn't." "Tell you what, slave. You can cum, but only with the cage on. And you had better cum before I do, because if you don't, you will wear it all week!" I snarled. "Yes Sir. Please fuck me real good and make your slave cum!" He begged me harder. I just looked at him and pulled out. He whimpered a bit at being empty and so horny. But I didn't leave him empty for long. Just long enough to grab some nipple clamps and attach them. Then I slid back in. "So, tell me about your day, whore. You took 17 loads, were they all from different men?" "No Sir." He panted. "14 men. 3 came twice." "Start from the beginning. Tell me about everyone." Colt began his story, telling me about every man he hooked up with today. There were all kinds. Old men, fat men, ugly men, and he spread his legs for each and everyone like a true cumdump. My dick throbbed in him as he told me about all their different cocks. Even though I hadn't been there to watch, just hearing him talk about it all got me so worked up. Listening to him tell me about what a whore he is brought me to the edge. "I'm getting close bitch. Are you ready to cum for Master?" I asked him. "I'm so close Sir! Oh God I'm close!" I pounded that special spot inside him that I knew so well. That perfect prostate spot. He started whimpering and moaning, and I doubled down on my thrusts to that spot. Soon he grabbed me and held me tight as his whole body started shaking. Then he started crying out, muffling his sounds into my shoulder as his caged cock erupted. I reached between our chests and grabbed the chain connecting the clamps and ripped them off. Colt let out a muffled scream of pain and that triggered my second orgasm. I buried myself in him and unloaded another huge load into his sloppy, jock cunt. After we had come down from our high, I made him lick my belly clean of his stickiness. Then I licked his belly clean and we kissed, savouring the taste of his sweet cum between us. "Can you remove the cage now?" He asked when we had finished. "Can I remove the cage what?" I corrected him. "Can you please remove the cage now, Sir?" He replied. I thought about it for a moment. "You know, I don't think so slave. I believe I have to get even for a certain very embarrassing hickey. You'll wear it all week after all." I decided. "Now shut up and go to sleep." I ordered him as I shut off the light, rolling over. "Yes Sir. Whatever you say, Sir." He replied softly as he snuggled into me, spooning. He placed his hand on my cock and held it as we drifted off. "I love you." He whispered in my ear before he started snoring.

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 —

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

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

So tested poz in April, converted around December/January. I don't want to take meds (for now) so havent gone to a clinic just done an Oraquik and it was poz. A friend who works in a clinic took some bloods to do a test off the record and came back today. VL 1.6 million CD4 425. Is that high for (relatively) new conversion?

Damn Pervinmt, read this entire story last night and this morning as I was working up the testosterone for tonight's sex party...my cock ringed bone was rock hard all night...so this morning early, not being able to resist any longer, I ripped my boyfriends undies off and filled his hungry ass with my raging boy meat!!! Fucked him good, deep, hard and rough until he shot his 10-day load all over my stroking paw...right into my horny boy hole it went!!!!! Amazing story, as usual, keep it cumming!!! 🍆💦🍑 🤪🐷

When I started making videos, I checked out OnlyFans. But I didn't care for its layout, and had some tech issues at the time. So I gave it up in favour of Justfor Fans. I intend to keep things going over there. I know one of you subscribed to the page for a few months. Maybe others will enjoy it as well. You can find me at justfor.fans/feral_o and on Twitter as Shannon O'Feral. I'm also workshopping a page on Raw Fuck Club, and I have no idea how it will turn out. Just need to get the queue filled with four more vids, and see what happens.

In the summer of 2010 I flew to Spain for a week in the sun. After a couple of days of debauchery in Barcelona, my boyfriend and I took a train to the seaside town of Sitges, which several of my friends had recommended to us. So I found myself on a train filled with many hot, sexy men. I'm 35, 5' 11", with short, buzzed, brown hair, a youthful face some facial hair that I've allowed to grow into a closely trimmed goatee. I have blue eyes and a solid build. I'm not particularly hairy, but my chest and stomach are covered with fur, which I keep it trimmed and neat, not shaved. My cock is cut, above average in size, and seems to be always hard. I would describe myself mostly as a vers bottom. I only bareback with my boyfriend, but will sometimes blow other guys outside of our relationship and even then I insist the guys wear a condom. My boyfriend of three years and I had the talk; the talk that gave each of us approval to play outside the relationship without any guilt. We also talked about how if we fucked or got fucked by anyone, we would always wear a condom. The afternoon we arrived at Sitges, I stopped at a sex shop and picked up some single-use lubes, a couple of condoms, and a bottle of poppers. That evening, around 12:00 AM, my boyfriend and I went to XXL. While it wasn't all that busy, the music was amazing, so we danced for a while and the place gradually filled up. There were muscle bears, bears, otters, twinks, the 'guy next door' type, in short, there were men of all shapes, ages, and sizes. After about an hour on the dance floor, my boyfriend disappeared, seemingly for ages. I figured he must be upstairs in the dark room. I've been to the odd dark room in my time, but mostly it's always been a lot of groping and a few blow jobs that haven't turned into anyone cumming, at least in me. Anyhow, I decided to see if I could find him, so off to the dark room I went. The narrow dark room was pitch black, and, as it turned-out, so packed with men that I found it difficult to navigate. While I could see some shadows, that was about it, so hands proved to be the only way of exploring. Not surprisingly most of the guys were wearing t-shirts, and I took the time to explore some well-developed, hairy chests. I also encountered several cocks, so while most of the guys seemed to be fully clothed, a fair number of the guys were nearly naked. One of the nice experiences was that I could pretty much feel anywhere and no-one pushed my hand away, whether I was exploring some guy's chest, his neck, the small of his back, or slide my hand into the waistband of a guy's pants. Many a guy would even wiggle a little so I could reach further in his underwear and feel his ass and crack. I was feeling a little drunk and guys were grabbing my ass. I walked along and this one particular guy grabbed the back of my belt and pulled me backwards towards himself. I let him pull me to him until I was standing directly in front of him, my ass pushed up against his crotch. His hands started roaming my chest, under my t-shirt, rubbing my nipples and rubbing my entire front and cock through my jeans. I was hard and he could feel it. He began to lick my neck, and almost involuntarily I reached behind my ass, the palms of my hands rubbing the front of his shorts. To my pleasure I found the top button of his shorts was already undone and the zipper was half down. He massaged my shoulders a little and whispered something Spanish in my ear. He was rock hard. I was able to lower the zipper a little lower and I reached into the front of his shorts. This seemed to be a invitation for him to reach down, unfasten my belt and fly and lower my jeans. I leaned forward away from him a little and he slowly pulled my jeans down and then my underwear, only pausing for a moment to grab my hard cock that sprang forward when he yanked down my pants. Other guys were still passing in front of me in this dark room that was more of corridor than a room, but other than the odd grab-and-rub of my cock, all the action was coming from the guy behind me. And let me say, he knew exactly what he was doing. I reached inside his underwear and felt a large, fat, uncut, dripping cock. Fuck, was he horny. I moved my hands so that my palms were facing and rubbing his furry belly. With one hand firmly and slowly jerking my cock, he pulled his shorts and underwear down, and they fell to his feet, so I kept exploring his body. With his free hand he began rubbing the crack of my ass, his firm fingers going right for my hole. They were rough and he was intent on trying to push a finger inside me. My pants were only partially lowered, certainly not quite at my feet, but I still had to lean forward to grab the small tube of silicone lube I had in my pocket. Retrieving it, I handed it to him. He flipped open the bottle and I thought he was going to rub some on his finger to lube my ass, but instead, he pushed me forward a little and he began lubing his cock. Obviously he thought I was giving him the green light to fuck me, but I wasn't. I didn't want him to fuck me without a condom. Not here, and not with a guy I didn't know or couldn't even see, but I was a little drunk and it was all happening pretty quickly and before I realized it, he was pulling me back towards him and his cock was lodged between my cheeks. His cock was really solid and his hands on my waist were strong and pulling me back on his cock, the head of his cock was pushing right for my hole now and I knew he was going to push it in. Raw. I thought for a second he was going to miss my hole but he didn't. I didn't want him to miss so I leaned just a little forward and then I felt him enter me. Slowly and firmly, my ass was stretching as he kept a firm hold on my hips. It felt fucking amazing. My mind was racing. I thought I either pull away now completely, or enjoy our session. I decided on the latter. I reached into my other pocket and fished out my poppers, but found I had to lean forward to reach down enough into my pockets because my jeans were now halfway down my legs. When I made this move, he pushed right in. All the way in. I could feel his pubic hair on my ass. His cock was inside me and he was holding me there, still for a couple of seconds, but not for long. His hands were on my waist and his cock was completely inside my ass. I opened the poppers and took a hit - a deep hit. He took the bottle from me, and I heard him take four deep hits, then he handed the bottle back to me, so I took another hit. Although I was now flying,and everything was a little out of focus, I could still feel the thump of the music and I could feel bodies pushing past us in the dark room. I was sweating and flying. He held onto my waist and pulled me on and off his cock, steadily, not fast, but with the serious intention to fuck me deeply. He straighten me upright with a few gestures, and then he began licking and sucking my neck, whispering in my ear, licking my ear. I tried to turn my neck and head so he cold kiss my lips. He took the hint and we kissed a little. I could feel stubble on his face. He was sweating, breathing heavily, and his tongue pushed into the corner of my mouth. As the position was very difficult on both of us, we stopped kissing and he placed his hands on my hips. I took the hint and began to rock forward and backward, slowly. I wanted him to enjoy my ass, so in my mind I was imagining that I was jerking him off with my ass, clenching and unclenching my ass muscles so he would not be able to stop fucking me before pulling out. He started a regular steady rhythm of fucking. I opened the bottle of poppers and took another hit, and he followed suit, taking several strong hits. The entire time I moved forward and backward on his cock. He was fucking me more deeply and I was completely enjoying the sensation of his cock inside my ass. As his fucking intensified, my mind was flying. All I could think about was what we looked like. What he looked like and what is cock looked liked pounding in and out of my ass. His fucking was taking on an animal like quality. I could hear him grunting. I reached down and grabbed my cock and started to jerk. He was pounding my ass so fiercely I thought I might bounce right off of it but he kept amazing control. I could hear the music of the club and I was loving every minute of the experience: the beat the music and the hot raw cock in my ass. I reached between my legs and I could feel his cock fucking my ass. I felt it with my fingers as it was pounding in and out of my ass. This must have driven him a little crazy because his fucking began to get harder and I could hear him grunting and his body started to spasm a little. He was cumming in me. I could feel him cumming inside me. He slowed down a little and then his cock popped out. Cum immediately ran down my leg. He turned me around and pulled me towards him, kissing me passionately. For the first time our cocks rubbed together. His was gradually going soft, even if it was sticky with his cum, but my cock was hard and pressed up against his. His hands grabbed my ass and he pulled me very tightly towards him. That was enough for me, and I came, shooting between our bodies and stomachs. He knelt down and licked my cum, taking my cock inside his mouth for a couple of seconds, sucking out the last couple of drops of cum from out of my cock. Then he stood up, pulled up his pants and said 'ciao' and disappeared. He was done, I was done, so I pulled up my pants and went off in the opposite direction, wondering if my boyfriend was also getting into some trouble. Anyone have any stories from some fun they've had in Sitges?

Yes the DNA, of another is so hot knowing it'll always be in our system 👿

This week my BF was visiting (he lives a few hours away). I got a message from a pretty hot guy in another city who said he'd be driving through my town on Sunday and wanted to stop and have me fuck him. I said fine, but my BF would be joining us, and he seemed OK with that. Come Sunday he was running late, but finally showed up. The three of us introduced ourselves and cut to the chase, as the guest was short on time. We all got naked and started making out, and he admired my cock as I admired his (rather nice) well-worked out body. Bent over the bed so I could fuck him. I turned him over so my BF could suck him at the same time. I was just lubing my cock when the guest suddenly said "I'm sorry, I can't do this," leapt up and threw on his clothes, and bolted for the door. WTAF?!? So, that was not my last load. May karma deliver to him exactly what he deserves. My actual last load was Tuesday. A guy my BF had chatted up online wanted to come over for a threesome (which he had never had, and was a fantasy of his). My BF was very taken with a cute pic he sent of himself in scrubs with a stethoscope. He showed up right when he said he would, a nice, clean, cute little nearly-hairless pocket cub. My BF even liked the way he smelled. I recognized him immediately - I had gone over to his place (about 40 minutes away) and fucked him a few years ago, but it hadn't been too great for me and we hadn't kept in touch. We chatted a little to break the ice. WELL! He was very excited by the two of us, he's a fur lover (perhaps because he has almost none himself) and I have a good crop and my BF has even more. We all started making out and it turned out the guest has a really nice sizable uncut cock, which I hadn't remembered. After we all got acquainted with one another's bodies, I got behind him and started eating his ass while my BF made out with him with heavy kissing action. Then I stood up to nibble his neck and ears while I slid my sizable and very hard dick up and down his smooth crack. Once we were all thoroughly revved up we put him on the bed and I lifted up his legs while my BF kissed him and fucked his mouth. I lubed him up good (he was very tight) and got him his poppers when he asked. Then I slid it. He was in heaven, moaning and seriously enjoying the ride. I fucked him for a good long time, during which he came twice, though he was so into the whole thing that I couldn't distinguish the actual moments. Finally I looked into his eyes and asked him if he wanted it... and he mumbled "Wait, I'm not on PrEP!" JUST as I was shooting a huge load into him. After we all wiped up (there was a lot of cum and spit on things!) I said, "By the way, I heard what you said. Get on it! You're a doctor! But you have nothing to worry about today."

I love that they can fuck brutally and still love each other. Great character couple.

This past weekend the race was in town. I went and had a pit pass I was walking around and a young guy from one of the crews was looking at me. He came over and we were talking. He said he sometimes looks for a way to get off after the race. I gave him my number and though that was that. To my surprise he called me after the race. Asked if he could stop by. Gave him my address and again to my surprise there he was. He asked if he could shower as he was dirty from working. I said sure. He stripped and got in my shower He was slim with a a huge dick. When he got out and was drying off he said could I get him off. I started to suck that nice dick as he fingered my ass. He said he really only gets off by fucking . So I laid on my stomach. He said he also can not get off with condoms so could he bareback me. Sure and in he went. He was inside for a few minutes till I could feel him pick up that pace. He yelled and I could feel him cumming in my ass. he then said it was great and he usually can go a few more times. Before he left he fucked me twice more each time cumming in my ass

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

Part 14 I was sitting at the table the next morning as mom was finishing up breakfast. I watched her wondering if she had any clue about my dad fucking another woman. As I was pondering this, my dad walked into the kitchen and gave my mom a big smootch on the cheek. "Morning dear." He said as he patted her on the butt. "Morning hun." She replied, patting him on his cheek. My parents have always been affectionate to each other and seemed to have a strong marriage, so it confused me even more that my dad was cheating on her. But then like Colt pointed out, who the hell was I to judge? After all, I could still feel a slight ache in my ass from Colt fucking me. "Well look what our son has on his neck, Doris." Laughed my dad. "Get lucky this weekend sport? That's my boy!" I was mortified because I had completely forgotten about the massive hickey Colt had left on my neck. My hand went up to instinctively cover it. "Now Bill, you know I don't approve of that." Said my mom. "I think it's trashy." "Oh come on." My dad replied. "Boys will be boys." "Besides," continued my mom, "with as much time as he spends with Colt, I don't even see where he has time for girls." "Maybe they found a slutty cheerleader and double teamed her." Joked my dad. "Stop it right now!" My mom demanded. "I will not stand for this kind of talk! And you're embarrassing the boy. Look, he's blushing." "Oh come on. He knows I'm just joking, don't you son?" It was true. I was blushing. But not just from the conversation. The sex talk made me think about eating my dad's cum last night, and I was getting hard. "It's ok mom." I said as I wolfed down my food. "Dad's just teasing me. But I gotta shower before I'm late." I said as I jumped up from the table. I ran upstairs and turned the shower on before checking myself in the mirror. Damn, Colt had left a huge deep purple hickey. I thought about trying to cover it up with some of mom's makeup, but realized it would be a futile effort. I would just have to deal with it. I quickly showered and headed out the door. I saw Colt almost immediately at school. He was wearing one of his thermal tops that he wore when we went hunting. I have to admit, I loved seeing him in it. The white fabric clinged to his body and accentuated every one of his muscles. "Guess I'll have to wear these for a few days." He laughed. "Well, that's what you get for being such a nasty slut!" I whispered to him. "Yea, I guess so. See ya later." He waved as he ran off to first period. The rest of the week flew by with Colt and I hooking up as much as we could. We just couldn't get enough of each other. We even managed to find an unused supply closet where could fuck each other during school. And I'll tell ya, there is nothing quite like the feeling of sitting by Colt in Trig with a freshly fucked hole full of his cum. And we both had started wearing butt plugs to keep in each other's loads during class. I would casually gyrate my ass on my seat and feel it pushing against my prostate causing my dick to leak. Life was good. Friday night found us heading back into the city for one of Colt's shows. Unbeknownst to me, it was about to become my official debut. He had snuck our football gear into a duffle bag in the back of the truck. I didn't question what was in it as I assumed it was the sex toys we had purchased. We casually hit the pipe back and forth as we traveled down the highway and were already nicely spun when we arrived at Dante's and Carlos'. "I gotta surprise for you." Colt said as he tossed the bag on the bed. "Tonight, you're going to star in your first movie." "What the fuck Colt!" I asked, shocked. "I don't know man. I don't think I can do that." "Come on baby." He said, pulling me into him and kissing me, using his seductive, persuasive voice that he knew could get me to do anything he wanted. "Do it for me. Do it for your big daddy. It'll be so hot." "But what if someone finds out?" I asked with genuine concern. "No one will find out baby." He purred. "I promise. Do you think I would have done everything I have if I was worried about someone finding out? Now here, hit this." He said as he handed me the pipe. As I hit it, he unbuckled my pants and pushed them down. "Colt, I......." My voice trailed off as I was getting lost in the T and Colt's power over me. "Shhhhhh baby." He hushed me as he pulled my shirt over my head. In no time flat he had me completely naked. "Now baby, let's get you dressed up. My mind was in a fog of drugs and lust as Colt put on my football gear. The full uniform. Pads, cleats, jock, pants, helmet, the works. Then I sat on the bed as I watched Colt strip and gear up. "You guys ready?" Asked Carlos. "Yea, were ready." Answered Colt. "Then let's begin." Said Dante. "Oh man this is going to be hot!" Carlos started filming as I watched Colt tie off my arm, swab me, and stick the needle in. After he pushed the plunger and I layed back coughing, he did the same to himself. Then he slowly removed my helmet, then his own. He stared deeply into my eyes as he leaned in and started kissing me, tenderly. We made out for a few minutes before he slowly pushed me back and unlaced my pants. Fishing my hard cock out of my jockstrap, he began slowly sucking my cock. He licked it all over before eventually deep troating it. I groaned as he worked his magic on me. After sucking me for a while, Colt stood up and untied his pants, pulling out his big cock. "Let's see what kind of mouth you got, faggot." He growled as he grabbed the back of my head pulling me into him. I instinctively opened my mouth and took him in. "Oh yeah." He moaned. "Suck my cock you cocksucking fag." He ordered me. I lost myself in the moment and really went to town on his dick. "Oh yeah, straight football boy." Colt laughed. "You ain't no straight boy. Straight boys don't suck cock like that. You're a fucking queer!" "Yes sir." I mumbled with his cock stuffed in my mouth. "Say it fag. Say your a cocksucking faggot queer!" He ordered me. Pulling me off of his cock by my hair, he shouted at me. "SAY IT!" "Yes Sir!" I panted. "I'm a cocksucking faggot queer!" "That's right you are!" He said as he spit on my face. Then he grabbed the back of my head again and rammed his huge dick all the way down my throat, holding me tight against his pubes until I ran out of air and started flailing my arms. Then he pulled out and I gasped for air as I spit up phlegm and it ran down my chin. He grabbed my hair and started to throat fuck me. And it wasn't a gentle throat fuck either, he was brutally slamming into me over and over as I choked and gagged. Eventually, he pulled himself from my throat, picked me up and threw me face down on the bed. He pulled my pants down to my ankles and smacked my bare ass a few times. "Let's see if your faggot pussy is as good as your cocksucking mouth!" He barked as he mounted me. He wrapped one of his python biceps around my neck, choking me. Then, with only spit covering his cock, he rammed it into me in one hard thrust. "Aaaaaaarrrrrrgggggg!" I screamed as my eyes filled with tears. Even though I had taken his cock many times, this was different. This was straight up rape. Dante handed Colt a popper soaked rag which he held over my nose and mouth. Soon the chemicals started doing their job and my hole loosened up a bit. But that didn't slow Colt down at all. He fucked me as hard as he could as tears flowed from my eyes. "Say you like big cock up your faggot hole, bitch. Say you love having your pussy ass queer hole raped like a little bitch. SAY IT YOU STUPID CUNT!" He shouted. "Yes Sir." I sputtered through my tears as he continued to choke me. "I love having cock up my queer hole! I love having my pussy faggot hole raped by your big cock!" "Beg me to rape you harder, faggot! DO IT! Beg for my cum in your worthless cunt!" "Please Sir!" I begged through my tears and pain. "Please rape my worthless cunt harder! Cum in my ass Sir! Cum in my worthless faggot ass!" I don't know how it was possible, but Colt managed to rape me even harder! He pounded me over and over while I continued to sob. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Colt began to huff and puff before announcing, "I'm cumming bitch! I'm cumming in your faggot queer ass!" With that he buried himself in me and held still. I could feel his cock swell and throb as he pumped his cum deep inside me. And to my shock and surprise, my own cock that only until now I realized had been hard the whole time, started shooting off, soaking my jock and the bed beneath me. Colt collapsed on my back as the last of his load slowly dribbled out of his cock and into my brutalized hole. He rolled off me, with a satisfied grin on his face. "Well, let's not let the bitch get comfortable, get up here Carlos!" He instructed the Mexican. "Let's get this cunt naked!" They stripped me of my uniform and laughed when they discovered I had shot my load from my raping. And the next thing I knew, Carlos had me on my hands and knees and he was ramming his fat Mexican cock into me. I started to moan as his was fuck wasn't as brutal as Colt's and was much more pleasurable. Colt just smiled as he patted me on the head like a dog. "That's a good boy." He praised me. "That's a good little faggot slut." I felt a deep sense of pride that I was making Colt happy. After Carlos had added his load into me, Dante moved in. I watched as he coated his dick in a coating of crystals. I anticipated the oncoming feeling of the burn with a mixture of fear and longing. My pussy was aching, but I somehow wanted it to ache more. And I wasn't disappointed. Dante sunk his big black snake into me and I hissed and moaned as my body shook from the intense burn. I instantly wrapped my arms and legs around Dante and started begging him to fuck me. "Fuck me stud! Fuck my slutty faggot pussy!" I begged him. "Give it to me. I'm a faggot bitch hole to use and fuck! Oh God, FUCK ME!" Dante started fucking me deep and hard, and I just begged for more. "I'm tired of listening to this faggots mouth." I heard Colt say as he climbed by my head. He grabbed my hair and pulled my hair back, causing my mouth to fall open. He had a straight shot right down my throat, and he took full advantage of it, burying his bone all the way down my gullet. He wrapped his hands around my throat so he could feel his big cock stretch my throat out and stroke his cock at the same time. After Dante shot his load deep inside me to join the other two, Colt returned to my ass, giving me another brutal fuck. By the end of the night I had taken 6 loads in my hungry pussy. The final shot for the camera was a close up of my red, ravaged hole as I pushed my rosebud out and it dripped cum. We decided to spend the night at Dante's and Carlos' that night in the spare room. We were still wired and horny as Colt climbed between my legs. "I got one more in me baby. Come on, let daddy in." I didn't even try to refuse as I spread my legs. This time, Colt was gentle and loving and he made love to me. "I'm so proud of you baby." He moaned into my ear as he sawed in and out of my pussy. "You did so good tonight. You made daddy very happy. Daddy loves his slutty little meth whore. I love you so much." "I love you too daddy. I always want to please you. I always want to make you happy." "You do baby, you do." He moaned as he started cumming in me. Of course, my own cock shot off at the same time.

Epilogue and Conclusion: Another product launch for the company. Another launch party. First big product launch we've had in over six months. My mind, however, wasn't on the product. Instead my eye was on a guy attending the party. He was in his mid-30’s, blonde, blue eyes, nice tan, great ass proudly on display in slacks that are just ever so slightly too tight. We had been cruising each other all night and I was determined to get my POZ load into that ass. But I'd lost him in the crowd. Six months had passed since I tested positive and since I broke-up with Brian. He tested positive a month after my positive results, and never forgave me. His issue, not mine. I hadn't seen Brian since I picked-up the last of my stuff. In any event, I thought it safe to say that "The Jordan Affair," as I've come to call it, changed me in more ways than one. I circled the room looking for the pretty prey on whom I'd my eye, the blond with the hot ass, when amidst the crowd I saw a familiar face, that of Daniel Holstrom. I can remember my dislike of Daniel when we first met, but I could honestly say I now understood him, and consequently was pleased to see him. My search for my prey could wait for a few minutes while I said hello to an old friend. “Eric!” Daniel called out when he saw me, a big smile on his face. “Daniel. Good to see you as always.” He leans close and whispers conspiratorially. “You’ve been looking very determined tonight. You have your eye on some pretty toy then?” “Indeed I do. If you were gay, you would be drooling over his ass.” I whisper back. “Heaven forbid! I’m quite happy with the ladies,” he replied with a chuckle. At that moment someone stepped behind me, and, seeing the man, Daniel introduced us, saying “Ah… I think you know my son.” I look up to the newcomer and my heart skipped a beat. The face was different but I knew him, and he was definitely not someone with whom I expected to cross paths. It was Jordan. The disease had progressed. His face was gaunt, his eyes slightly sunken, his body not as firm. Although his collar somewhat obscured it, I could see a lesion on his neck. Some might say he had lost his looks, but not to me. But he was still beautiful, alluring, sexy. Looking at him, I saw my future. 'How long have I?' I wondered. “Wait," I stammered, asking “Did you say he’s your son?” Daniel laughed. "You never told him?" Jordan shrugged, replying "Guess I never got around to it." "Well. You two catch up. With you mother away, Jordan, I don't plan on going home alone." Jordan laughed "Have fun, Dad." As Daniel stepped away, Jordan turned to me with a smile and whispered, almost proudly, “The dirty old bastard.” Pulling Jordan into a hug, I quietly remarked "Great to see you," adding "How are you doing?" "Been in the hospital a few times, so I'm still alive. For now. How about you?" I had spent six months planning what to say if I saw Jordan again, so I had a reply on the ready ”I guess I got lucky somehow. They have me on meds and it seems to be keeping the virus under control.” He staggered, almost as if struck. "Really? Nothing has worked for me and I've tried cocktail after cocktail." He is silent for a moment. When he speaks, his voice is shaking. His bravado is gone. "You know, I was 21 when I was first diagnosed a year and a half ago. I was so angry that I decided to pull as many people down with me as I can. That is why I targeted you. Why I pozzed you. Why I wanted to ruin your marriage." I listen but don't reply. This may be the first time I've seen the real Jordan. "They think I'm running out of time." He continues. "One of these days the virus will win. I'll ...I'll be gone. Maybe that's part of it too. Maybe I've thought of the virus as something that would carry on after me. A kind of immortality." He seems genuinely shattered by my statement, wondering how it is possible that I am responding to treatment and he is not. I hide my pleasure at my revenge. It is petty of me, perhaps, but it is a little payment for all the pain he caused. Then the moment is gone. He shakes himself and it is almost like the old Jordan is back. Almost. The uncertainty and doubt is not quite hidden in his eyes as he smiles at me. "No hard feelings then?" "Fuck no. You were right. You set me free from the lies I was telling myself. I've been fucking more than I ever have in my life. Thank you!” I smile lasciviously. "In fact, I have to say, I'm as hard as a rock just seeing you. Would love you to fuck me again one of these days... . " "That can be arranged." We trade numbers. I will honestly call him, despite all that happened, and hopefully get more of that big cock. He is an incredible fuck. But I already have a plan for tonight. I've found my selected prey -- the blond with the hot ass -- across the room and I don't want to lose him again. I give Jordan another hug then weave through the crowd to the blond. “Enjoying the event?” I ask as I casually stroll over and stand by the blond. “It’s ok.” He doesn’t sound all that interested in the event but his eyes linger on my that second or so too long. Maybe not all that interested in the event or the product… but he is interested in something else. “I’m Eric.” “David.” He gives me a big smile. ************************************************************************************************************************ An hour later and I have the blond back at my place and lead him to my bedroom. He seems a bit naive … and not really too bright. Easy to manipulate. Just the way I like them. I spend some time working him up, getting him so horny his is thinking with his cock, with his hole, and not with his brain. Kissing, playing with his chest and nipples, gently running my fingers down that hot ass, pressing my very hard cock against his body. I take his shirt off have him lay down on my bed. I massage his back, bending over to kiss his neck. He’s squirming under me. I have him unfasten his belt and then help him slide his pants down… and off. So I can continue my massage, of course. My first clear view of his ass. Fuck. It is as amazing as I had expected. I’m going to enjoy this. What is his name again? Oh, that’s right, David. “Your ass is beautiful, David.” He likes that, likes being complimented on his ass. My massage evolves slowly. Kneading his bubble butt. Prying the two melon halves apart…. I get my first glimpse of his hole and just the faintest whiff of his musk. Teasing his tight ring. Rimming his ass. Hot. Tasty. His hole is pulsing beneath me. I’m rock hard. My kisses trace up his back again as I move my cock into position at his hole. His pucker is kissing my cock. Begging me to put it inside him. “Do you have a condom?” He asks. I make a play like I’m reaching for one in the bedside drawer. “I was sure i had some here.” I lie. He moans beneath me. “I really want you inside me but I only play safe.” Hmm. Even better then. I’m about to really break in new territory. These things are easy to overcome. “That’s ok.” I whisper. “I always play safe as well. Just don’t have any condoms. tonight” I kiss his neck again. My cock stays just outside his hole. Just barely touching. Teasing him. Ready to strike. Like any bottom, he is squirming in desperation to get a cock inside. “Damn. This sucks.” I moan. “I really wanted to be inside you tonight.” I can feel his resistance waiver as I play him like a fiddle. Kissing his neck. My fingers just barely touching him as they trace up his hips. “Maybe I can just go in a bit - just the head - and then pull out…” There is a long pause. “Are you… clean?” He finally asks and I know I’ve won. “Yeah. I’m clean.” Sure I am. I showered right before the launch event. He says nothing. But his thighs spread slightly, opening the way for me. Giving me his consent. I push forward slightly and his ass opens for me. The tip of my cock is enveloped in his warm and wet hole. “Oh you feel so good.” I tell him. I make the tiniest motions I can. Infinitesimal moves in and out of his hole. Teasing him. Making him want more. He doesn’t even realise he is starting to push back into my fuck. My head slides further in. Half way. Three quarters. Pop! My head slips inside him. His ass is working my cock. The blond may “safe sex only” but he is no virgin. He knows how to work his ass. “Just a bit more?” I ask. “Ok.. just a bit.” His mind is still trying to maintain control but his ass is winning. It knows what it wants. I work my shaft deeper. “Is that OK?” He is panting in heat. “Yeah… fuck me. Please fuck me.” Another pause. “Just don’t cum inside me.” I pick up my pace. Sliding deeper. Deeper. He opens for me. Takes me willingly. My cock was now balls deep in his ass, bare as god intended, his ass working my shaft as I thrust, milking me. He is starting to ramble. “Oh my fuck! That is amazing. It feels so good.” His mind finally surrendering completely to the desires of his hole. Like all men, a slut. A slut who will do anything for a fuck. It’s time to seal the deal. To breed him. I’m pounding him. My balls slapping his ass. “Oh man, your ass is so hot… it is really working me! Fuck… I can't stop! I’m cumming!” I push deep and my cock throbs inside him. Firing wave after wave of my seed into his willing hole. The sweet release of loading up his neg ass with my TOXIC cum makes the whole experience even more amazing. Finally, I am spent. I collapse on his back, pushing him flat on the bed, my cock softening. "That was so hot." I tell David. I kiss his neck. I want to keep my cum in him as long as possible. Give it time to seep in. Take hold. If successful, he will be the seventh guy I've converted including Brian. Plus, if I can keep him here for a bit, keep him lost in the sensations, I'm sure I can give him another load. My mind drifts back to my encounter with Jordan earlier. To the lie I had told him. The lie about my virus being under control. There has been no successful treatment for me. Our virus - mine, Jordan’s, Glen’s, the guys we have breed and converted - is resistant to everything on the market. My viral load is uncontrolled. My CD4's continue to drop. Jordan has given me a death sentence. And I've accepted that. But, like Jordan, perhaps I am seeking to cheat death. To ensure some part of myself that will live on and thrive. My cock is getting hard again in this hole that has given itself to me. This hole I will load and convert. Passing some of my DNA on to survive when I am gone. A perverse kind of immortality. - End -

Part 1 Colt and I have been best friends since we were 10 years old. Well, his real name is Colton. Colton Sawyer Cooper. But he's always gone by Colt. We lived three houses apart in a town called Cleburne, just south of Fort Worth. We immediately bonded over our love of comic books, even though he was Marvel and I was DC, and our love for the Cowboys. But I'll have to say he was much more fanatical than me. His entire bedroom was a shrine to the team. Cowboys bed spread, Cowboys sheets, Cowboys lamps, Cowboys rugs, you get the picture. Even his walls were covered in Cowboys posters. But looking back now, I didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize the one thing he didn't have was the one thing every red blooded Cowboys fan had, posters of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. But he did have plenty of Tony Romo. So we were basically 2 peas in pod. Where there was one, there was the other. And we told each other everything. He told me when he got his first pubes, and the first time he came, which he said was the most amazing thing ever. I developed a little behind him, but six months later I got my own pubes and soon was ejaculating as well. And he was right, it was amazing! We became little jerk off monsters, as most boys are, and our sleepovers became one non stop jerk fest. We would lie on our sleeping bags on the floor next to each other and pound our dicks. We were always fascinated with watching each other shoot, and seeing how far our loads flew. Nothing gay, just two horny boys. And we were always good for 3 of them. We also liked to measure our growing dicks as we got older, taking pride in how big they were getting. Length wise, we were identical, but his was always thicker. Again, nothing gay, just curious boys. You'd think by the time we reached high school, we would have stopped that, but no. We continued our jerkoff sessions together. I mean, we had been doing it for several years, so why quit now? When we were 16, we got our first blowjobs together. It was at the drive-in in my quad cab Ford F-150. My dad owned a dealership so I got a really good deal on it. You know us Texas boys love our trucks. Colt was in the backseat with Stacy Turner and I was up front with Missy Powell. I watched Colt in my rear view mirror as his head layed back and his mouth hung open, groaning in ecstasy. We even shot our loads at the same time. In retrospect, those blowjobs weren't that great, but we didn't care. We were nutting into a warm, wet hole. I dated Missy for a while after that, but Colt didn't date Stacy. In fact, he never really dated. He'd fool around with chicks, but that was it. I dumped Missy after a while because she wouldn't let me fuck her. She was a "nice girl." Well, she wasn't such a nice girl the night she was on her knees sucking off me and Colt together behind his shed. The full moon provided enough light that I had a nice view of Colt's fat 7 1/2 inch cock as he gagged Missy with it. When he came, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. After she had swallowed both our loads, she thought we were going to get back together, but I told her to fuck off, I didn't want to date a slut. She called us fags, and said she was going to tell everyone. The next day at school, one of the guys called us fags, but after Colt kicked the shit out of him, no one ever said that again. By our senior year, we had both become big strong men. Colt had turned 18 in August, before school started, and I was turning 18 the day before Halloween. We were both linebackers on the varsity team, which put us in the category of high school gods. You know how important football is in Texas! We had spent years working out, and had spent the last three summers working as ranch hands. Baling hay, branding cattle, castrating bulls, real cowboy shit. And our bodies showed it. I stood a nice 6'1" with a solid body. Firm pecs, hard 6 pack, defined arms, and strong legs. But Colt, he was a whole other level. 6'3 1/2" of solid muscle. And boy did he like to show it off! I don't think he even owned shirts with sleeves anymore. He was constantly flexing his big guns that were attached to the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His strong torso led down to a surprisingly narrow waist. And the wranglers he wore should have been criminal. They were always so tight that they clung to his big, round ass. And the front, well, he liked to wear a big belt buckle to draw people's eyes down to his huge bulge. Not that it would have gone unnoticed. It was like an anaconda trying to bust out of there. He topped his look off with a pair of boots and a hat. He always wore a hat on his thick, brown curls. Sometimes a trucker hat, sometimes a cowboy hat, but always a hat. And not to be gay, but his face matched the rest of him perfectly. His vibrant green eyes were surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. His strong nose sat atop a pair of pillowy, dark pink lips. His square jaw perfectly shaped his face. He hadn't started to grow facial hair yet, and his cheeks flushed a reddish colour, giving him a boyish look. His body may have been all man, but his face was all innocent angel. Not that my face wasn't hot too. I had strong Scandinavian features with light blue eyes and light blond hair. I hadn't started shaving yet either, so we were both still like boys in a way. So, right after Colt turned 18, things kind of got weird. It was like he was suddenly avoiding me. Our sleepovers stopped, he would take off right after weekend games, and he hung around me less at school. I tried to talk to him about it, cause it was really hurting me to lose someone I was closer to than a brother. He would just give me flimsy excuses, saying he was busy with stuff, or he was fucking some chick, basically bullshit. The one time during that early part of the school year that was somewhat normal was my birthday. We had scored a bottle of whiskey and some weed and spent the night getting fucked up and playing video games. It was great. Just like old times. It eventually devolved into a mutual bro love fest. We sat on his bed with our arms around each others shoulders and declared our straight love for one another. "I love you man." "No dude, I love YOU!" "I love you more bro!" "No man, I love YOU more!" And back and forth it went. In hindsight, I wasn't hearing what he was trying to tell me. Eventually, it wound up becoming one of our jerk off sessions. I smiled as I looked at his smooth, hairless body. Nothing gay, I just appreciated my best friend, naked next to me, jerking his fat 10 inch cock. I stroked my own 9 1/2 inch dick and we both shot loads that hit our faces, and laughed like nothing had changed. But things had changed. The next day, Colt started his weird avoidance shit again. He blew me off the following weekend, and the weekend after that when he did it again, I had had enough. I knew his parents were going to be out of town, and he claimed he was going to be fucking some chick. But I didn't buy it and decided to spy on him and see what was up. Friday night I snuck over to his house and went around the back to where his bedroom was. His lights were on and the shade was down, but not all the way down. There was a gap at the bottom. His window was open a crack, so I quietly creeped up and peeked into his bedroom. What I saw shocked the hell out of me! There was Colt, stomach down on his bed, his legs hanging off the end, while a large, heavily tattoed Mexican man pulled his head back by his curly hair and pounded his cock into Colt's round, white ass. Colt was wearing his football shoulder pads, athletic socks pulled up over his calves, his cleats, and a white jockstrap. His football jersey layed on the floor. "Take it slut!" I could hear the man say. "Take that load in your faggot jock pussy!" I turned away, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard Colt moan, "Oh yes SIR! Breed me!" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST SEE? My head swam as a million thoughts ran through it. I knew I should leave, but like a car wreck, I had to look again. I had to make sure what I saw was real. I turned back and looked in again. The Mexican guy was flipping Colt over and spreading his legs. Another man with a camera moved in and got a close up of Colt's asshole. "That's right slut." Said the Mexican. "Show the people what they paid for! Spread your cheeks and let them see your dripping high school jock pussy!" Colt spread his ass cheeks apart as the cameraman said, "Oh yea, look at that jock cunt drip cum!" Then, another man I hadn't noticed stepped up. He was a large black man with dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail. He bent down and placed his mouth over Colt's asshole and started sucking. Then he stood up over Colt and pulled his mouth open. Colt stuck his tongue out and the black man let a long string of spit and cum land on it. It ran down into Colt's mouth, and he closed it with a smile on his face. As my initial shock started to go down, I noticed a few things I hadn't noticed before. There was a laptop open on the dresser recording the action. Also, on the nightstand there was a glass pipe, a baggie with some kind of substance in it, and a few syringes. Then, the black man layed down on the bed, holding up a huge cock. That fucker had to be like 12 inches! Colt crawled up and straddled the man. He took hold of the cock and lined it up to his asshole. Then he slowly slid down on it. Inch after black inch dissapeared into Colt's bubble butt. Soon, his muscular glutes were sitting on the black man's pubes, and every inch of that cock was inside him. He sat there not moving as the Mexican man filled up the glass pipe. He handed it to the black man, who lit a small torch and waved it under the bowl. Soon, it filled with white smoke and he inhaled it. Then, he grabbed Colt behind his neck and pulled him onto his mouth. I could see the black man exhale as Colt inhaled. Then Colt sat up and exhaled a white cloud. They repeated this twice more as Colt began gyrating his hips. Then the black man handed the pipe to Colt. "Now, hit that bitch, and hold it until I say exhale. And start riding my cock, slut!" Colt held the pipe up to his lips, lit the torch, and inhaled the white smoke. Then, as he held it, he started riding up and down on the black cock buried inside him. He held in the smoke for about 10 seconds before the black man told him to exhale. "Again, Whore!" He demanded Colt. Colt did as he was told, holding in the smoke and riding the big cock harder. 5 times this was repeated until Colt was visibly losing control. The black man reached up and started pinching and squeezing Colt's nipples, and Colt moaned and squealed like a slut. Then the Mexican man approached with a little brown bottle. He held it under Colt's nose as the black man held onto his slim waist and started fucking upward. "Breath in slut, and hold it until I say release. Do you understand you fucking whore?" "Yes SIR!" Replied Colt. The man held the bottle under Colt's nose, closing off one nostril. Colt breathed in deep and held it. After the man finally let him exhale, he repeated it with the other nostril. Back and forth he went. After each hit, Cole became more and more fucked up. Eventually, he couldn't hold his head up. The Mexican man just grabbed his hair and held up his head, forcing him to hit more. Finally, after 10 hits, the Mexican man pushed Colt onto his back, causing the cock to slide out of him. Colt just collapsed, his head rolling to facing me, his mouth open and slack, his eyes crossed and fucked up looking. The black man just raised Colt's legs in the air and slammed his monster cock all the way into my fucked up best friend. Colt just gurgled as he was assaulted. The cameraman panned from Colt's fucked up face to his ass getting pummeled, back and forth. "Yes slut!" Said the black man. "Look into the camera. Let your audience see your face. That's what they paid for, bitch. To see a hot, 18 year old high school jock get fucked up and fucked hard! Tell them how much you like it you fucking whore! Beg to be fucked!" "Oh god yes." Colt slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole. I love it! Give me that big black cock! Please fuck me SIR!" "Are you a little whore? Are you a pathetic, faggot slut?" "Yes SIR!" Colt answered him, still looking blankly into the camera. "I'm a pathetic faggot slut whore! Fuck my hole! Cum in me SIR! I'm a fucking cumdump!" "Is that what you are? A cumdump?" Continued the black man as he pulled Colt's rock hard cock out of his jockstrap and started jerking it really hard. "Can anybody come and fuck you? Can anybody out there watching come and fuck you? You wanna give up your jock hole to anybody that wants it?" "Yes please!" Groaned Colt. "Please come fuck me! I need your cum in me! Please come and fuck me! Anybody can! Come fuck my jock ass!" He cried out as his cock shot off, hitting him in the face and coating his chest and stomach. The black man scraped up his cum and fed it to him, and Colt sucked the cum covered fingers like he was starving. The cameraman handed the camera to the Mexican man. The black man pushed Colt untill his head was hanging over the bed, his mouth wide open. Then the cameraman shoved his hard cock right down Colt's throat. I could see his cock stretch out Colt's esophagus as he buried himself balls deep. Then both men started viciously fucking my best friend, pounding both of his holes as hard as they could. The Mexican handed the cameraman a sign that he held up, and it read.... Colton Sawyer Cooper 18 yo high school senior Football player with 2 Available cumdump holes Dallas/Fort Worth area (817) 347-1823 Any cock taken HOLY SHIT! They posted his full name and his real phone number! Did he agree to that? Or was he too fucked up to know? I decided I couldn't watch anymore and turned away. Part of me was horrified. Part of me was sickened. But what I didn't realize right away is, I had been hard the whole time. As I lay in my bed at home, I tried not to think about everything I had seen, but it was no use. The images played over and over in my head. Without even thinking about it, my hand traveled down to my hard cock. After only a couple of strokes, I shot off a huge load.

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I am not really seeing that in my city or surrounding areas. I see gay guys hooking up or rooming up and still living in the same areas which are now gentrified. A lot of them have good jobs, good salaries and have plenty of free time on their hands. I live near four metropolitan areas, and the mid town areas are filled with gay men. I think a lot of this has to do with the main streaming of gay culture. The “Queer Eye” effect. A lot of younger guys are just more focused on appearance than anything else. With more options for gay friends, they would rather just sit it out and wait for someone who looks like a good friend (“hot”) and someone who is actually a good friend. To me, it use to be a lot of gay guys had to stick together and be a family because the outside world in a lot of cases did not except them. Now that is not the case. Plus there are just a lot less gay only spaces now. You can’t go out to a gay bar or club now where I am at without seeing at least 40% women.

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.

So I was at Midtowne Spa LA again this afternoon, taking a few loads in mouth and ass. Pretty much love the ass up anon encounter with my room door open to all. I was pre-lubed with both cum and lube when a handsome, younger black man stepped in. He didn't want to go straight to fucking so he presented his cock to my mouth. I took down my face mask and began to work him over. After a while, he motioned me to flip so my ass was hanging off the bed and he entered me swiftly in one quick movement. Fortunately, I was already loosened up and lubed, so I took his substantial cock with no problem. After a few pumps, he pulled out, grabbed a towel and wiped my ass dry as well as his cock. Then he entered my hole again, this time dry. But since there was plenty of cum and lube inside, after the initial friction, he was quickly gliding in and out of a sloppy hole. So he pulled out again and wiped us both, then re-entered dry and rough. This went on for probably 20 minutes, with him pulling out and wiping us both dry like a dozen times. Eventually, he began to dry fuck my with very little fluid, even inside. I could feel his big cock abrading my ass lips and they became very tender and distended. He started talking about how he loves to dry fuck a big white daddy ass and leave swollen pussy lips behind. Eventually he came huge and immediately pulled out and left. I touched my cunt lips and they were literally swollen and raw. So has anyone else had guys who wanted to leave your hole dry sandpapered after they breed you?

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

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Part 9 At this point it was 3am and I didn't know if these guys were ready to leave or not. My question was quickly answered by another knock on the door. I looked out and saw three more guys all dressed in leather. "Party's just startin!" Said Earl. "These are more friends of mine." I opened the door and in walked 3 black men. Burt, Shawn and Anthony. They we're all probably all in their late 20's, early 30's and all pretty built. "Damn." Said Shawn as he felt Colt's ass. "He is a hot fuckin white boy! How fucked up is he?" "Oh he's WAY fucked up!" Laughed Earl. "Well this cracker cowboy is about to get MAJOR fucked up!" Declared Shawn as he spit on Colt's face. "I gotta piss. Get his ass in the tub!" Burt and Anthony half carried, half dragged Colt into the bathroom and dumped him in the tub. Then Shawn whipped out his big black snake and let loose with a powerful spray of piss. He covered Colt with his golden flow from his still hatted head to his still booted feet. "Open your mouth boy!" He ordered Colt. Colt obliged and his mouth was filled with the the black strangers piss. He gulped as much as he could, as I imagined he was quite thirsty. "Look at that pig!" Shawn laughed. "Drinking a strange black man's piss like a disgusting piece of trash. That's what I like! A white boy bitch who knows his place!" Shawn's flow eventually stopped and he said, "Anyone else need to use this toilet? Go ahead. Then clean this filthy pig off and bring him back so we can wreck that cowboy ass some more!" Each of the guys took their turns pissing all over Colt as he gulped as much piss as he could. When they were done, I pulled off his piss covered hat and boots and turned the shower on him. The cold water helped to revitalize him a bit and I quickly helped scrub him down before returning to the bedroom. Shawn had two big lines prepped up on a mirror waiting for Colt. He handed Colt a straw and the whore snorted them down without thinking twice about it. Shawn just smiled. After a couple of minutes, Colt became visibly disoriented before eventually falling back onto the bed. His mouth hung open and his eyes glazed over and I became scared that he had O.D. But I could still see him breathing. "Is he ok?" I asked a bit paniky. "He's fine." Replied Shawn. "I've never lost one yet. He's just in a K hole at the moment." "A what?" I asked. "K hole. From ketamine. A tranquilizer. He'll come out of it in a bit. And it will help us REALLY bust his pussy open good!" He said as he spread Colt's unconscious legs apart. "Damn, its looking like a real pussy already! A real man slit!" Shawn licked his lips as he slid his huge black cock into the unmoving teen. "Oh that's nice. Real wet and sloppy. Some guys like a nice tight hole. Not me man. The looser the hotter!" He held onto Colt's thighs as he started pounding his hole. Colt's eyes just stared blankly into space and his head flopped around as Shawn rode him hard. After about 20 minutes, Colt's eyes began to flutter as he slowly regained some consciousness. "This is my favourite part." Groaned Shawn. "He knows something is happening to him, but he doesn't know what. His head is so far gone from his body, he thinks he's on another planet right now. Isn't that right cracker?" He said as he grabbed Colt's head and made him look at him through his hazy eyes. Colt's mouth moved a bit as he grunted as if he was trying to speak. Shawn just kept pounding him as he spit on Colt's face and into his mouth. He didn't even react as the spit hit him right in the eye and ran down his face. I know I should have stopped things. I mean, here is this room full of strangers I knew NOTHING about and the love of my life was barely conscious as a totally random black man drugged him into outer space and raped his defenseless hole. But it was also so fucking hot and my rock hard cock confirmed how much it turned me on. "Oh fuck!" Groaned Shawn. "I'm gonna breed this hot fucking bitch! Gonna cum in his hot cracker cowboy pussy. Oh yeah! Fuckin take my load you filthy pig!" Shawn buried what had to be a 12 inch fat cock all the way into Colt and shook as he pumped his load deep into Colt's guts. Colt barely reacted except for a couple of little grunts. Burt moved into his place and shoved his equally fat, but not as long cock into the still prone Colt as Shawn moved to his head. As Burt started fucking him, Shawn rammed his still half hard cock right down Colt's throat. Colt didn't even react as I watched his throat stretch out, clearly showing the outline of the huge cock buried balls deep in it. I saw Shawn flex his ab muscles. "I always save a little bit of piss for after a good fuck." He said as he shot some straight into Colt's belly. When he pulled out, throat slime and piss gurgled out of Colt mouth and down his chin. "Come on Anthony." He said to his friend. Let's not waste a K'd out cracker hole. Especially not one this hot. Double fuck the bitch!" Anthony laid on the dirty bed next to Colt and rolled his big heavy body on top of his. Then he slid his also fat cock right into Colt. Burt then climbed onto Colt's back and slid his cock right back in. Colt made some soft grunts and moans as the two men started pounding him simultaneously. I couldn't help myself, and had to get in on the action. This situation may never happen again, (although it did!) so I had to find out what it felt like to use Colt in his very fucked up state. I climbed onto the bed next to Colt's head. I grabbed his curley brown hair and pulled his head back. Looking into his beautiful and still unfocused green eyes, I slid my cock all the way down his throat. I met zero resistance as I slid past his tonsils and into his esophagus. I let out a sigh and began power fucking his throat as the two black men raped his hole. I held his hair tight in my fist and slammed his head over and over into my pubes, making sure to pull out enough once in a while so Colt could breath before slamming him back down on me. While the three cocks were raping his two holes, Colt began to regain more consciousness. His grunts and moans were becoming more audible and he started moving his arms around. But we didn't stop. Oh hell no! It was too fucking amazing! The only thing that stopped us was mother nature as both Burt and Anthony announced they were about to cum. As they both flooded Colt's guts with their seed, I let out a howl and crushed Colt's head into my groin as I pumped my own load right down his throat. We all collapsed on the bed in a sweaty heap as Colt sputtered and coughed up some cum. But there is no rest for the wicked as they say. Soon Lee and Al were moving into position to double fuck Colt after shoving a nice shard up his ass as John moved into position to throat fuck him. The next few hours were spent raping the fucking shit out of Colt. He was shown no mercy and given no breaks as there was always one, two, or three cocks in his holes. But hey, that's what the whore wanted! And he never asked to stop. Such a trooper. I lost count of the loads that were dumped in him and the sun was well up by the time the last man came all he could. Just when I thought the party was over, Shawn busted out his mirror and his baggy. "Should we really be doing more of that?" I asked him. "Trust me." He said. "Only a little bit this time. Just to get him through the final part. It won't affect him like last time." I watched as he made two little lines and Colt snorted them right down. Then Anthony attached ankle restraints to Colt and attached his wrist restraints to those so Colt was head down and ass up. Earl attached a pair of alligator clamps to Colt's tits causing him to squeel in pain. Then Shawn grabbed a bottle of lube and squirted some into Colt's already cum filled ass. "I told you I was gonna wreck the cracker cowboys hole!" He said as he very quickly pushed his large black hand right into Colt's busted pussy. Colt's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a long, low groan as his insatiable hole sucked Shawn's arm right in, halfway to his elbow. I stared at his distended ass lips as I could see Colt squeezing and milking Shawn's arm as he moaned in ecstasy. Then he began involuntary rocking back and forth, fucking himself on Shawn's arm, taking more and more of it deeper in him. The rest of us watched in awe as more of Shawn's arm disappeared into Colt's greedy hole until he was elbow deep. Colt moaned as drool ran out of his mouth. Shawn just laughed. "Another cracker broken." He said as he pulled all the way out. Everybody murmured their approval of the three inches of Colt's bright red intestines that now stuck out of his asshole. Colt whined and begged. "Please put it back in me!" He pleaded. Shawn laughed some more as he reached for a baggy of crystals. He covered his finger in powder and rubbed it into Colt's inflamed rosebud causing the teen to hiss. Then he put his hands together and started pushing both of them in together. Colt's hole parted like the Red Sea. Literally. His bright red rosebud stretched open like it was nothing and Shawn's hands were sucked right in. "Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Colt moaned as the big hands stretched him open wider than he had ever been before. Shawn just started pumping Colt's muscular ass, pushing more and more of his arms into the boy. I have no idea how he wasn't being ripped apart at this point, but he just kept moaning louder and louder in pure pleasure. Shawn pumped Colt's ass until he was almost elbow deep again with both arms. Then he pulled one arm out and pushed his other arm into Colt until his elbow past his sphincter. Colt shook and groaned as his insides were rearranged. Then Shawn slid his big black cock into Colt's busted hole, right next to his arm. He started fucking with both his cock and his arm as Colt started blabbering gibberish. Then John took the vibrator and started rubbing it on Colt's caged cockhead. Colt started going crazy. "Oh fuck! Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Holy shit! Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!" Colt's caged cock started squirting another load of super watery cum as he shook and spasmed on the cock and arm buried inside him, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Then Shawn started shaking as he unloaded one final time into the busted teen ass beneath him. He pulled out as Colt's restraints were released causing him to collapse on the bed in exhaustion. His three inch rosebud oozed cum and lube and Shawn smiled. "THAT'S how you break a cracker bitch!" He laughed. After everyone finally left, I took the latest plug we had and slid it into Colt. Just for fun, I slid it in and out several times as it met zero resistance and made wet schloopy sounds. "We're gonna have to find a bigger plug for you whore." I said as his hole sucked it in. He just laughed and pulled me into him, kissing me deep.

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Author's note: Sincere apologies for the long delay. Dealing with some writers block and a few very busy months at work. The story has also become a little longer than expected (oops) but I do have the next chapter almost done so that should be posted in a day or two (and the final chapter is an epilogue of sorts to wrap up loose ends and, hopefully, won't take too long either). If you read and enjoy this or my other stories, thank you for your patience. :-) Part 3: Changed Circumstances Calvin slumped low in his seat, his eyes drooping. He was not having a good day. He wanted to listen — he really did — and he knew he should be able to. But the professor was rambling on about… well, something. Calvin wasn’t even sure what the hell the old guy was talking about. He just felt trapped in this stuffy old classroom. He had arrived over fifteen minutes late to class… and he was lucky he had made it all all. He had taken a bus to campus but ended up going two miles in the wrong direction before he realised something was wrong. When had bus schedules gotten so complicated? He kept thinking about the things that Seb had said. But that wasn’t real. It couldn’t be… you can’t suck someone’s brains out through their dick. He was smart! He had always been the smartest kid in the room. Always. So why did he feel like his brain was so fucking slow? There was, of course, just one topic he couldn’t stop thinking about. Thoughts of sex - of cocks and asses, of armpits and feet, of cum and piss — were always on his mind. At home, or walking down the street, or even here in class. He could barely look at a guy without imagining the scent of his sweaty ballsack, the taste of his cum, or how good it would feel to get the stranger’s cock in his ass. He was getting hard just thinking about it. He hadn’t fucked around with anyone since Tommy a couple days ago… but he had watched a lot of porn over the weekend. Once he had remembered his laptop password anyway. That had taken awhile. He had watched porn before, of course, but never gay porn. And now he had all sort of things he wanted to try — ideas gleaned from the videos, “Mr. Watts? Earth to Mr. Watts?” “Huh?” Calvin looked up realising someone was calling his name. Fuck! The professor stood at the aisle a few feet from his seat. “Am I boring you, Mr. Watts?” Calvin felt sweat begin to bead on his forehead. “Um… no?” That seemed like the safest answer. “Really? So tell me then, what type of response is the limbic system associated with?” “Lem-bick?” The word sounded familiar but Calvin wasn’t sure what it was. Why couldn’t this guy just talk english? “Come on now, its a simple question. Or have you somehow shuffled into the wrong classroom? Arriving late, I might add.” The other students all laughed and Calvin’s face felt red. They all thought he was an idiot. No. No. No. This couldn’t be happening. He was smarter than them… … He was supposed to be anyway. But he wasn’t so sure anymore. “I don’t know.” His voice cracked, almost a croak, and his eyes were burning. No. He wouldn’t cry. He wouldn’t… A sob escaped from somewhere in his chest. The professor paused, frowning. “The correct answer is emotional responses. If you are going to succeed in this class, you are going to need to start reading the assigned text.” Calvin was grateful when the professor turned away without further comment. but it felt like everyone in the class was still laughing at him. He slumped further down in his seat. When class was dismissed he grabbed his bag and ran from the room. He didn’t even bother packing his textbook, leaving it behind on the desk. Once he was away from the classroom he felt a little better. It was so good to get out of that stuffy old room. How had he ever found that stuff so interesting? It was so fucking complicated. He hated it. “Fuck classes today.” He muttered. “I need to clear my head of all that bullshit. I can figure this out. Just have to focus….” He didn’t even realise that he was thinking out loud. It was just easier to stay focused when he talked through his thoughts. Calvin watched people as he walked. Well…he watched the men anyway. He couldn’t help but look at the crotches as he walked across campus. His cock was hard and throbbing and his hole was flexing as if demanding to be fed. What the hell was happening to him? He tried to be subtle about it but he was sure at least a few guys noticed. The middle of campus was the Quad. A large open space where students tended to congregate His eyes immediately were drawn to two guys throwing a frisbee on the lawn. Both bare chested, lean, and muscular. Wet dreams come to life. Calvin stopped absently and enjoyed the view. Bet they’re in a frat, he thought. The blond was wearing a baseball cap set backwards to cover his uncombed hair. He had a firm chest, small brown nipples and a sexy six pack. Black trackies sagged slightly on his hips. Calvin loved the white stripe running up the side. That was cool. The second man was similar, handsome and sexy but with dark hair and an unshaven face. No beard, like he had skipped shaving that morning. Nice fit body. His jeans seemed to hang effortlessly, just covering his crotch, despite not wearing a belt. No pubic hair was visible. This guy must shave down there, Calvin thought absently. “What are you looking at, fag?” It was the blond. “I… I’m…” Calvin’s mind went blank. Panic. “I asked you a question. What are you stupid or something?” He took a step towards Calvin. “Lay off, Kirk.” The dark haired guy rolled his eyes. “Nothing wrong with looking. Plus he’s kind of cute.” “Yeah.” The blond’s angry expression vanished and he started laughing. “But it was hysterical. I bet he almost pissed himself.” Calvin’s mind was just starting to put the pieces together. “Your just… teasing?” “Yeah, dude. You’re good.” The blond - Kirk - said. “More than good in my opinion.” The dark haired guy came forward. His eyes drifted down Calvin’s body like a caress. “I’m Evan.” “Nice to meet you, I”m Calvin.” “As in the underwear?” Kirk laughed as if it were the most witty thing ever said. But Calvin didn’t really understand. “Don’t worry about him.” Evan said as he moved close to Calvin. He smelled so good. Masculine and a hint of sweat. Calvin licked his lips. His eyes moved, of their own accord, to Evan’s crotch. It looked pleasantly full. Calvin’s own cock began to plump up in response. Evan noticed. “You like what you see?” “Oh for fuck sake.” Kirk sighed. “Enough with the song and dance. Lets just get back home and you two can fuck already.” “Well, ignoring my boorish friend, I would love for you to come over.” “Cool.” Calvin smiled. His cock was fully hard now. “I’m game.” Evan put his arm around Calvin’s shoulder. “Come on. We don’t live far. Just a couple blocks off campus.” “I assume this is going to be a freebie?” Kirk asked Evan as he fell in alongside them. Evan only scowled a silent ‘shut up’ look at his friend. Calvin didn’t understand what the hell the were talking about but it didn’t really matter. All he knew is that he was about to get fucked again. And THAT was all that really mattered. As they walked, Evan’s hand slipped from Calvin’s shoulder, down the back, finally resting with his hand cupping Calvin’s butt. Calvin wondered if he should be embarrassed… anyone could see!… but it felt so good he couldn’t bring himself to care. True to Evan’s statement, the trio arrived at an apartment just a few minutes away. They had talked during the walk and Kirk had said they liked having their privacy away from the dorms. He said something about having found a way to make some extra college money, but again Evan shut him up with a glare. Kirk laughed again but Calvin couldn’t figure out why… so he just ignored it. He had a feeling he might be doing that a lot from now on. The apartment wasn’t terribly fancy or anything, just simple yet solid construction. Calvin didn’t really have time to look, however, as Evan pulled him in close before the door was even shut. Their lips met and Calvin forgot all about the apartment. Evan’s hands roamed freely around Calvin’s body and Calvin returned the attention. Face. Nipples. Arms. Abs. Ass. Crotch. Everything received a little attention. Both men were hard and aching in their jeans. Calvin absently noticed Kirk had got himself a beer and sat nearby in a chair. Watching them. Smirking. His hand rubbing his own crotch. Calvin licked his lips absently at the bulge he could see there… but then Evan’s hands on his shoulders, pushing him gently down to his knees, brought his attention back. He glanced up at Evan for permission and, once he received a nod, eagerly unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans between his and what he wanted. He could smell the other man’s musk…. sweat, cum, maybe a slight smell of piss. It was captivating. His fingers reached in and wrapped around the cock waiting for him. It wasn’t as big as Tommy’s cock had been but it was bigger than Calvin’s own cock. Calvin wondered if he would ever see a cock as big as Tommy’s again. But the thought drifted away as he focused on the very real and very present cock in front of him. It reminded Calvin of a banana with its very curved shaft. It was about as big as a good size banana as well. The groin was shaved smooth. Other than a moment to gaze at the cock and to savour the aroma, he didn’t hesitate. His lips kissed their way down the shaft, then back up. His tongue swirled around the pleasantly thick head, getting just a hint of the taste of pre-cum. It only made him hornier. Finally he opened wide and let the cock slip into his warm and waiting mouth. Evan’s hands wrapped around Calvin’s head and — gently but determinedly — pressed deeper into the warm and waiting mouth. “Yeah. That’s it cocksucker.” Kirk said from his chair. “Get him good and wet.” Calvin could see from the corner of his eyes that Kirk had his cock out now and was stroking himself in time with Evan’s thrusting cock. He knew he was horny, he knew he craved it, but he had’t know how much he NEEDED cock until this moment. Evan slipped his jeans down further and Calvin saw that he had a tattoo on his groin. He wondered, briefly, if it hurt to get a tattoo… especially there. The design seemed familiar with three incomplete circles — they looked a bit like claws or pincers or something, vaguely threatening, radiating out from a central circle. One pincer pointing up, one facing left, and one facing right. It looked very familiar to Calvin. He had seen it on chemical bottles and such. But he couldn’t think of what it meant… and he didn’t really care. It looked cool. He let his fingers stroke it absently as he sucked the cock. “You like that?” Evan asked, smiling down. “Do you know what it means?” Calvin just shrugged. He didn’t want to look stupid… and his mouth was full anyway. “I’ve got one just like it.” Kirk said. “Maybe we can get you one just like it soon.” He was chuckling again. He liked to laugh a lot, Calvin decided. Evan’s cock was deep inside his mouth, the curved shaft sliding across his tongue, and demanding entry into his throat. Just like with Seb, his body just seemed to know what to do. He tilted his head back to open his throat, swallowed, and let the cock slide balls deep. “Oh, fuck yeah. That feels so good.” “It looks hot from here too.” Kirk said. Calvin couldn’t talk, but he moaned his happy reply. Evan pulled his cock all the way back to Calvin’s lips. Then pulled all the way back in with one determined thrust. Then out again. Then in. Quickly building up speed until he was face fucking the willing cocksucker. Calvin could taste the precum coating his tongue and it was driving him wild. Evan’s ballsack started to lift, the thrusting becoming more erratic, the fingers gripping his head just a little tighter… And then Evan stopped. Suddenly. Pulling his cock out of Calvin’s mouth. Calvin dove forward. Trying to get it back in his mouth. “Not yet, babe.” Evan gently held Calvin back from his cock. He was breathing hard and his cock looked like it could cum with just a touch. “I’m not ready yet.” “Why don’t you come over here.” Kirk said. He waved his very hard cock. “You can suck on this. I’m sure Evan will find something to entertain himself.” With just the briefest of pauses to look to Evan for permission, Calvin scrambled over to kneel between Kirk’s thighs. This cock was so different from Evan’s. It was uncut, like Seb’s had been over the weekend, and about an inch shorter than the curved dick he had just been sucking. But it was thick. Damn thick and unbent. A patch of blond hair surrounded Kirk’s cock…. trimmed perhaps, but not shaved. Calvin happily opened his mouth and swallowed the big cock. Despite his strangely acquired new skills, he gagged when he tried to sink the cock into his throat. He felt like he was trying to fit a 7 inch pipe into a 5 inch hole. But he kept working the cock in his mouth and trying to coax his throat to open a little wider. He felt hands at his hips. Evan. Unbuckling his belt. Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. Pulling them down. Exposing his ass. He knew what was coming. His hole started quivering in anticipation. He lifted his knees so Evan could slide the pants off. Evan gave his butt a playful slap. “Damn. That’s a nice ass. Got to get a taste.” He knelt down and his tongue found it’s way to Calvin’s puckered hole. Calvin moaned. His whole body was spasming. Like electricity was surging through him… but in a good way. And as he moaned, his throat opened and Kirk’s cock finally slipped deep. Calvin gagged around the thick invader but Kirk was merciless. The blond man’s hands were tight on his head. Not letting him up. “Fuck yeah! Deep throat my cock, bitch. Your throat feels awesome!” Panic rising. Face red. Body struggling. Finally the hands loosened and Calvin’s slipped back, letting the cock slide out of his throat. Out of his mouth. He gasped desperately for breath. It took a couple minutes before his breathing calmed down. Evan’s tongue continued on his ass. Licking. Sucking. Teasing. Tormenting. “Come on, boy.” Kirk frowned when the red finally started to drain from Calvin’s face. “You would think you’ve never sucked cock before.” ‘Only… only two before today.” Evan pulled off his ass. “Hot damn. A newbie then. Been fucked before?” “Just once.” “Shit. I would have loved to claim your cherry. Still…. you have a great ass and I’m still going to fuck you.” “Yes… please.” Calvin’s ass swayed slightly. Evan paused. Then sighed. “Do you want me to wear a condom?” The memory of Tommy trying on the condom flashed through Calvin’s mind. “No… they don’t feel good.” “Are you sure. You do know that we’re both…” “Shut the fuck up, dude.” Kirk hissed. “He doesn’t want a condom. And you don’t want to wear one anyway.” Evan glared at Kirk but, after a moment, just shrugged and let the subject drop. Calvin tried to figure out what the two guys were arguing about. He felt like he were missing something obvious but he had no idea what. Calvin forgot all about it, however, as Evan shifted forward so his cock, achingly hard, slid up and down the crack. Calvin cooed. “Please. I need it. I need it so bad. Please put it in me.” “As you wish.” And Evan’s shifted his dick, pointed it straight into Calvin’s anal ring. And pushed. The hole hesitantly opened for him. “Fuuuuuuuuuck! Damn you are tight… you feel so good.” I’m making him feel good. I’m making him happy! The thought made Calvin feel proud. He didn’t even hesitate when Kirk’s dick prodded his lips. He opened his mouth and let it inside. The two cocks moved almost in sync. In and out of his ass. His mouth. Evan’s hands gripping his hips, pulling him back into the fuck. Kirk’s hands holding his head still so he could thrust his cock into Calvin’s mouth and into his throat. Calvin gagged but that only seemed to make Kirk laugh and thrust all the harder. “Yeah, bitch. Choke on that big dick. You keep doing that and you are going to get me off real quick. Do you want that? Do you want my dirty cum floating in your belly?” A moan, from somewhere deep inside, was the only reply that Calvin could offer. A low sound of pure lust. His eyes were red, tears flowed down his cheeks, his nose was running, his chin covered with the slime his gagging throat was kicking up… but he had never felt so sexual. Never felt so alive. “Here it comes, cocksucker! Take it! Take my load.” Kirk’s hands tightened on the back of Calvin’s head, pulling him all the way down the shaft, balls deep, and held him there. Then the shaft started to heave and flex … and Calvin knew Kirk’s load was firing directly down his throat. Evan’s thrusts had also sped up, become frantic. His fingernails were digging into Calvin’s hips. “Shit… that’s pushing me over the Edge. I’m gonna cum!” And he did. His thrusts didn’t stop as he unloaded deep inside Calvin’s hole. Evan leaned forward, his weight guiding Calvin to sink to lay flat on his belly. “Yeah… you’ve got a bit of me inside. Part of me is always gonna be in you now. We’re always going to be connected.” “And, don’t worry, slut.” Kirk patted him on the head. “We aren’t done yet. You’re gonna take a least one of my loads up your ass … and I’m sure loverboy here has more for you as well.” “Yes, please.” Calvin smiled. It was dark by the time Calvin left the apartment. His ass was so sore it hurt a bit to walk. But he loved it. He loved the way his lips felt a little swollen from sucking cock. He loved the ache on his (perhaps not quite as tight as it had been) hole. He loved the feeling of the creamy cum dripping out and sliding down his leg. He and Evan had traded phone numbers. And at one point, while Evan was out of the room, Kirk had bookmarked a few websites on Calvin’s phone. They were hook up apps, Kirk had told him, to help him find guys who wanted to fuck his throat and fuck his ass. He assured Calvin there was no need to talk to Evan about them as he laughed yet again. Damn, this guy seemed to find everything he said funny. Calvin couldn’t wait to take a look at the apps. Yeah.. his ass and lips hurt… but he was still horny. Still wanted more. He hadn’t even made it home when he opened one of the webpages and scrolled through profiles and pictures. The only thing that seemed strange was that some of the profiles had that same symbol that both Evan and Kirk had as tattoos. Calvin wished he could remember what it meant.

Part 3: “Jordan? It’s me, Eric.” “Hey.” He said indifferently. I was sitting in my office, cell phone pressed against my ear. I had closed my office door for privacy but looked to make sure it was shut. Some of my coworkers knew Brian and needed to make sure they didn’t hear anything. “I .. ah… I really want to see you again.” No reply. I waited, listening. Still no reply. But I could hear Jordan breathing heavily. I held my breath, trying to hear more, and heard the faint sound of moaning not far from the phone.. someone moaning around a full mouth of cock. I felt a stab of jealousy. I knew it was silly, not like Jordan and I were in a relationship… and, hell, I was cheating on my husband with him… but I felt it just the same. I could picture his firm, lean body pushing his cock deep inside this guy’s mouth. “So… um… can you meet some time?” I stammered. “I don’t know… kind of busy lately. You going to make it worth my while?” “I’ll do anything. I can’t stop thinking about you.” It was true. My obsession - and, yes, I knew that was what it was - was growing worse. Maybe it was a mid-life crisis but having his twenty something stud pounding my ass made me feel alive in a way I hadn’t in a long time. “Yeah, you are a right slut, aren’t you?” He laughed. “Love getting your ass plowed and not getting any at home. I knew you would call.” “I need your cock, Jordan. Please, can I see you?” A pause. “Tell you what. I’ll be in Manchester next Tuesday. Make arrangements and I will see you then.” “Tuesday? Um… that is Brian - my husband’s birthday - I don’t think I can meet then.” “Ok then. If you are not interested… no point in talking further.“ “Wait!” I cried desperately. “I’ll figure out something for Tuesday… please… please can I meet you?” “Hmmm. Are you taking your husband out for his birthday?” “Yes, I’m taking him for dinner.” “What time?” The sound of moaning was a bit louder now. Whoever was sucking Jordan’s cock seemed as jealous of me as I was of them… and they wanted me to know they were there. “7:30” I replied and told him the name of the city centre restaurant that was one of Brian’s favourites. “I’m familiar with it. Fine. At 8:00, I want you waiting for me out front of the restaurant. I’ll pick you up.” Shit. How in the hell could I skip out on my husband on his birthday? But I didn’t have a choice. “I’ll be there.” “Fine. Got to go.” And he hung up. Tuesday evening, my heart was racing. I had a plan… but it wasn’t a great one. I just hoped it was good enough. Brian and I had arrived at the restaurant a half hour early. We had a couple drinks at the bar while we waited. They didn’t relax me at all. Finally our table was ready. “Happy birthday, honey.” I said to Brian as another round of drinks came. I tried to be as subtle as possible as I glanced at my watch: 7:40. We ordered our starters and talked about our next holiday. I tried to stay focused on Brian, and on the conversation, but it was a struggle. All I could think about was Jordan. At 7:55, my work mobile rang. “Shit! It’s Harry from the office. I need to take this, honey. I’ll be right back.” Brian frowned slightly. I didn’t get many calls after hours but, if Harry (my boss) was calling, it must be important. “Ok… don’t be long.” I hurried to the door to the restaurant and stepped into the cold night air, out of Brian’s earshot, and hit the answer button. “So… did it work?” Daniel Holstrom laughed into the mobile. “Yeah… thank you for the help.” “Not a problem, my boy, we guys need to help each other out. But you will have to return the favour some day. Elise can get very suspicious… so always good to have an alibi ready to go.” I hated asking Holstrom for favours… but desperate times and desperate measures. I didn’t like the man, but I was confident I could rely on his discretion. I made sure I was far enough away from the restaurant window that Brian couldn’t see me, thanked Holstrom again, and hung up the phone. I turned to the street and waited. 8:00 came and went. Shit. I had to hurry. I started pacing… both out of anxiety and to keep myself warm… I hadn’t brought my coat with me. At 8:05 a car pulled up. With the streetlights, I could just make out Jordan sitting inside. I opened the door and sat in the passenger’s seat. I was so relieved that he had shown up. “Hey.” “Hey, slag.” Jordan was dressed in jeans and a pullover shirt. Like everything else I had seem him in, he looked gorgeous. He pulled away from the curb and drove around the corner. It was quieter here, and slightly darker, so maybe a bit more private. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed my face towards his lap. “Come on, bitch. We don’t have much time. Suck my cock.” I didn’t resist. His cock pushed roughly past my lips and filled my mouth. He hadn’t showered before our meeting tonight and i could smell the faint aroma of sweat from his balls as i sank further into his crotch and allowed him into my throat. “That’s it. Take it deep.” His hands pushed harder against the back of my head and his hips thrust up. He was already balls deep and his scent was stronger now. It was sweaty, but not dirty, like a guy who has come from the gym with only a quick wash after his workout. It was unmistakably masculine. It was intoxicating. He was thrusting hard now as if trying to intentionally trigger my gag reflex. And I was gagging. In the tight confines of the car I couldn’t quite get the angle quite right. He thrust cruelly into my mouth. “Yeah. Look at you work that cock. Your husband’s birthday and you are here, sucking my cock, your mouth begging for my load. Here smile for the camera.” I loved it when he talked to me like this. I looked up at his phone and moaned and he took my picture with his cock embedded in his mouth. “Is that what you want, whore? Do you want to swallow my load?” I moaned again and he laughed. His hand slid down my back and under my pants. “I would rather load up your ass.” His finger pushed hard into my hole. I wanted it too… I desperately wanted him to fuck me right there. My mind raced to figure out how we could get into a good position in his car. He sighed above me. “Too bad you are in a hurry or I would give you what you really want. What you really need.” His cock was slamming my throat now, my mouth being battered as he pounded hard into me. His fingers were still digging into my hole. He was close… I could feel him swelling. He began to throb deep in my throat. I wanted to taste him but he held me tight. I couldn’t move back to let him up into my mouth. His cum flooded into my throat and I swallowed every drop. He held still for a moment, catching his breath. Then he pushed me off his cock and tucked it away. “You know how to suck a cock. Now you had better get back inside.” I nodded and opened the door. “Thank you so much.” I gushed. “That felt so good.” “Yeah… for me to. But next time I’m getting in that ass.” I gave him a smile and stepped out of the car. The door was barely closed when he sped off. I hurried back to the restaurant. Brian seemed a little annoyed at first but got over it as the evening progressed. A couple hours later, back at our apartment, I was buried deep in his hole, kissing his neck, and telling him how much I loved him. Yeah. I do love him. But i wished i was with Jordan and that it was my hole that was getting a good workout.

Part 2-Trent It was strange, I was up all night, but I felt very awake and alert. I was allowed to refresh myself with a dip in the pool before getting dressed and allowed to leave. As I was in the pool, I thought about what had happened the night before and how good he made me feel. I got out of the pool with a raging hard cock that was quickly sucked on by my host. It didn’t take long for me to blow my load that he swallowed down. It was the best blow job I had ever had in my life. As I left he told me “Come back to swim any time boy and remember to bring one of your buddies over with you.” As I walked home I noticed several test messages from Trent. He kept asking if I was ok and did I need any help. I sent a text back to him that I was feeling good and was going home to sleep. He asked what happened to me last night. I wasn’t ready to tell him. When I got home I grabbed a shower and crashed for the rest of the day. I woke up late afternoon to Trent coming into my bedroom. “What happened to you last night bro?” “I got busted after you guys took off.” “What did he do to you?” I wasn’t gonna admit to being fucked, and since I wanted to get Trent over to the guy's house, I lied. “He took me in his house and we talked. He’s a nice man and let me swim all night. He told me I could come back to his place with a friend and swim any time.” “No way. Its gonna be in the 90’s today. Can we go over there and swim this afternoon?” “Sure. Let me get in the shower and we can head on over.” “What about Dave and Joey?” “He wants to meet you one at a time. Next time we can invite one of them to join us.” “Right on!” I got out of bed naked and headed for the shower. Trent blatantly stared at my ‘morning wood’, little aware he would receive some 'wood' of his own when we got to the guy’s house. I showered up, grabbed some shorts and a shirt and we were out the door. We made the short walk over to his house and I rang the bell. He came to the door in the same shorts he wore last night. “Well, hello there. And who is this?” “This is Trent, one of my friends from last night.” “It’s nice to meet you Trent. I think you’ll like swimming in my pool without having to jump the fence.” “Yeah, I bet I will. Thanks for letting us use your pool.” "My pleasure - that's what pools are for." We went through the house back to the pool. Once there I stripped down and jumped in the water. Trent looked down at me a little puzzled. “You’re just gonna skinny dip in the guy’s pool?” “Sure I am. He’s ok with that.” “Yes it’s ok with me if you want to skinny dip in my pool. That’s the only way I swim.” “Come on Trent, you were skinny dipping last night.” I watched as Trent stripped down and jumped in the water. After swimming for a while our host asked “You boys want something to drink?” I answered “Sure, what ya got?” “What do you want?” Trent said “A coke is fine with me.” I responded "Same for me, please." Our host went into the house and returned a few minutes later with our drinks. We hopped out of the pool and sat on the edge as we began to drink them down. When we were almost finished our host asked “How would you like a tour of my house, Trent?” Trent answered with a slightly slurred voice, “Sure - why not?” We went into the house and followed our host as he showed every bedroom and explained his décor. When it came time to show the basement I could see Trent begin to sway and weave as he walked. He barely made it down the stairs when our host grabbed him and put him in the sling in the corner. I helped our host restrain Trent before he tied me to the cross along the wall and began to whip me as he waited for Trent to regain consciousness. It seemed that I was getting a harder lashing then I did the night before when Trent started to come around. I looked over at Trent as he pulled on his restraints. Seeing the panic begin to settle in his eyes our host stopped whipping me and walked over to my friend. “I see our little bitch is awake.” “What the fuck! Let me go or I’ll scream.” “Go ahead and scream. No one will hear you. This basement is sound proof.” He came back over to me and released me from the cross. Led me over to the bench and restrained me there. I still had a good view of Trent and watched as our host walked over and prepared 2 syringes. He came over and gave me mine first. I felt the rush and let out a strong cough as the drugs hit me. I could tell he gave me more then I had last night and I was so happy to have that high again. Trent yelled out “You’re not gonna stick me with that needle bro, I don’t do anything but smoke a little weed” as our host prepped Trent's arm for the slam. I watched the look in Trent’s eyes as he was given his slam. I kept looking into his eyes as the rubber was removed from his arm. I hear him cough and knew the drugs were hitting him hard. He looked over at me as he saw our host come up behind me and start to fuck me. I could tell he was out of it cause of the drugs in him. I got fucked for a while before I was released and taken over to the sling where I was told “Lick that boy’s ass and get it ready for me to fuck. I better see your tongue as far up that cunt hole as you can stick it.” I worked my tongue on Trent’s ass, licking and sucking best I could as I heard my friend begin to moan. After a while I was told “That’s good enough boy.” I was pulled out and told to sit there, fuck myself with a dildo and watch. I looked up at Trent to see a glazed look in his eyes as he uncontrollably moaned. I now knew what I looked like getting fucked for the first time and why I liked it so much. My ass was greedily taking as much of the large dildo I was given inside me as I good give. What I really needed was to be fucked. I not really sure how long we were there when I was told “Get that dildo out of your ass, boy, and have Trent here suck your dick till your hard.” I did as I was told and soon was standing next to Trent’s head so he could suck my dick. I could tell that Trent was about to get his first load of cum deposited inside his ass. It made me think back to the night before when I took half a dozen loads from our host. He began to grunt and groan and fuck harder into Trent’s abused ass when he shouted out “Here you go Trent my boy!” After our host was done seeding Trent’s well used ass he had me get between Trent’s legs. “Now it’s time for you to fuck your buddy.” I lined my hard cock up with Trent's wet hole and slid right inside. Once I was inside Trent I could feel our host behind me sliding his cock inside me. Boy did that feel good. He then started to fuck me as I fucked into Trent. It took some coordination, but eventually we got a good rhythm going where I did most of the work, sliding into Trent, and sliding back on our host's cock. Maybe I made it a point to really hammer Trent's ass, but to be sure, I lasted a long time. Each time I felt like I was gonna blow, I backed-off, allowing the sensation to pass so I could keep up with our host, who unloaded in me a few times before I finally lost my nut inside Trent. He pulled out of me as I pulled out of Trent and he slammed back into Trent. I am sure he gave Trent a few more loads before he let him out of the sling and over to the shower area to feed him some of his piss. Trent and I showered off as we were watched by our host. Not a word was spoken and I’m not sure what came over us but all of a sudden Trent and I were kissing as we showered off. We then went out and jumped in the pool before we got dressed to split, both Trent and I were exhausted and wanted to crash. Our host discretely reminded me once again that I was to bring my other buddies around, saying “You have two more to bring me. Have fun with Trent tonight.” We got back to my place and headed to my room where Trent started to kiss me and before I knew it we ere naked with him fucking me. I remember him cumming just before we both passed out from exhaustion.