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Pt.4 I walk home. Somewhere along the way I stop and buy some cigarettes, I haven't smoked in five years but I need something to cling on to. A ritual that will let me centre myself. I'm still about a mile from home and it's early morning when I stop at a small park and sit and watch the morning. I call work and tell them I've had some news and need a personal day. They understand plus I never have any sick time, har-fucking-har. I light the first cigarette from the pack and draw from it. And cough like someone who hasn't smoked in five years. It becomes easier though as my body remembers. I feel a calm settle in. Probably the nicotine, but its welcome nonetheless. At this time, although daybreak is well passed, the park is quiet and peaceful and it is just what I need. I try not to think about last night but it is a big neon sign buzzing for my attention. Everything Sean said. About me wanting it. I definitely wanted fucking, but nothing else. About never asking status. Fuck! Who does that? Especially in the heat of things. OK I have been reckless, but I'm not a chaser. Am I? I let guys fuck me raw and I haven't been tested for a while. I just, I just don't think about it. I stub the cigarette out on the bench and automatically light a second as I sit there trying to get my head in order. A jogger breezes passed me calling a cheerful, "Good Morning!" I couldn't say if it was addressed to me but I nod in accord even as I darkly smile to myself that I'm not convinced I agree. Alone once more I stand and start to walk through this little green haven in the direction of home. As I near the exit I pass a little concrete toilet block and I turn in. I don't honestly know why? But I could use a piss. I stand and the urinal and put it to use. As I empty my bladder I breath deeply and the smell of the room hits me. Stale, earthy. And for me associated with a lot of early hookups. My cock thickens until it is hard in front of me. I grip it more firmly and start to stroke right there. Despite the last twenty-four hours being a total roller coaster my libido is somehow undiminished. Something about wanking off in a public toilet has always turned me on and I get into a good rhythm. Not thinking about anything just enjoying the sensation. Needing to feel the pleasure radiating from my cock. I hear some rapid footfalls and before I can react the jogger has entered the block. There is no way I can hide my erection or pretend to be doing anything other. He chuckles and steps up to the urinal alongside me. I start to try and cover up when I realise that his hand is rapidly pumping his own stiffening dick. "My lucky day." He says, "not usually anyone else around at this time. I almost always have to settle for a wank." With this said he turns to me and strokes his very hard cock in my direction. I glance him up and down. Slim, runners build mostly hidden by the baggy grey tracksuit. At a guess his age is late forties maybe an in shape fifties. But his cock is getting most of my attention. A very healthy seven inches, the foreskin pulled back over a swollen flared head that is wetly beading with excitement. It's like a switch has been flicked and I drop to my knees in front of him. Grabbing his cock and wanking his firm length a few times before I lean in and slide my tongue across the end tasting his precum. I sigh a little as I take him in my mouth and start to suck him hungrily. "Oh good boy." He hisses as I slide him all the way between my lips. "That's just what I needed." I murmur my agreement around his cock but I do not relinquish my sucking duties. I feel his hands on my head and I glance up at him as he fucks my mouth. He is looking down at me and smiling. Like I am receiving some benediction I feel the peace I needed. This is what I want, where I want to be. This is who I am. I shuffle my position and shove my jeans down. I unbutton my shirt and pull it from me. "Fuck yes!" The man has his cock buried in my throat and his approval is everything right now. I am a slut and right now I am his slut. I pull off of his cock and spit on it, wanking it to make sure the whole length is slick before plunging him back, deep into my mouth. "It really is my lucky day!" He is holding my head and sliding between my lips with long strokes of his cock. "You are a real fucking slut aren't you?" "Oh yesh" I manage from around his cockhead before pushing my lips down to his base. I hold myself there and strain pushing my tongue out to lick the skin of his balls, a trick that only works as long as you aren't choking. "Oh fuck you are good boy." He pushes me off of his soaking wet dick holds my head and looks me in the eyes. "But you want more don't you slut?" I manage to nod between his hands still panting from my cocksucking ministrations. "Well let's give you what you want then." He guides me to a cubical and pushes me forward so I am bent over the toilet bowl. His fingers are probing between my cheeks and he finds me still wet and open plunging two fingers straight up me. "Oh you dirty slut, how many loads you have in there?" "A few, I..I don't know." I stammer. "Someone had fun last night." He keeps pumping his fingers in and out of me making me gasp. "Don't need to worry about lube then, do we?" I bite my lip as he replaces his fingers with his cock in a fluid motion. He reaches up and squeezes my shoulders giving himself leverage to fuck me. I expect hard deep thrusts but he is slow and deliberate. Every inch in and out. Constant. Building his pleasure in a steady pump. I am naked and being fucked in public again. I am panting in pleasure with cock inside me again. I am being a slut again. Fuck it feels good. This hard cock inside me. This hard bare cock about to add to the loads inside me. To add to Sean's loads inside me. Sean's poz loads. Oh fuck. Neither of us said anything about status, doesn't anybody ask!? "Oh fuck!" I verbalise the combination of sensation and realisation I am experiencing. My fucker echoes it and tightens his grip on me as his cock swells and jets all the way inside me depositing yet more sperm in my slut hole. He withdraws from my cum filled arsehole and affectionately squeezes my shoulder. "Yep, definitely my lucky day!" I blanche a little at his words. He quickly leaves and I grab at my clothes and hurriedly make my way home. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Pt.3 Already being face down and arse up put me at a huge disadvantage. Sean has a hand between my shoulder blades and can pin me with minimum effort. The soft mattress and silk sheets, of course they were, make getting purchase even more difficult. I am shocked beyond words and I can feel tears stinging my eyes as I realise the hopelessness in trying to fight. I can only try reason. "Sean, Please don't!" "Don't what?" He asks in response to my plea. He thrust twice into me in quick succession. "Did you mean don't stop? You already know I'm not going to do that. I made that very clear." He is sawing in and out of me now with long purposeful strokes. I am still slick so his entry and subsequent fucking are easy. His assault on me is being aided by my own body and to my shame it is beginning to respond. His strokes are brushing through my sensitive flesh and setting every nerve alight. My cock was hard before he pushed into me and now it is dripping across his stupid expensive sheets as he repeatedly spears his dick into my prostate. Oh god! It feels good. I try again before I lose myself completely. "Sean please, I don't want...I didn't know." It is too hard to articulate, I am feeling scared, betrayed, incredibly aroused and disgusted at myself for it all at once. My brain is spinning like a candy floss machine and very much like that my thoughts are being wrung out and jumbled and pulled out as mixed strands. Sean presses himself fully into me and grinds his body against mine causing an uncontrollable moan to escape from me. "Didn't know? You didn't care. Didn't ask. You definitely didn't ask any of those other guys who fucked you tonight." He resumes fucking me with a harder tempo. "How many other times have you done that? You. Fucking. Slut." I am panting in time with his thrusts. I can't help it, my hole has accepted his cock so easily, my body wants to feel him. My mind is still distraught and his accusation hits home. I've never asked, not in the moment. I always say I play safe, but how many times has that been really true? Half the time? Less? As my mind is racing I feel Sean shift his weight and then a cloth drops in front of my face. Sean's fingers entwine in my hair and he holds my face an inch above the hand towel. The fumes hit me, he must have soaked the cloth in poppers and I cannot help but breath them in. I am already panting from the fuck but this?! I feel my whole body flush. Jesus these are strong. My arsehole spasms around Sean's invading cock and I am bouncing my hips, pressing back towards him. Fuck his cock really is magnificent. His long, gorgeous, rock-hard, poz cock. Wait. No. That's wrong. Sean's hands have moved to my hips as he feels my body respond. He knows before I do that I am riding this out, maybe he always did. He is gliding that dick through me in a way that makes me wish I had begged him to fuck me ages ago. No. I don't want this fuck. I don't want HIV. I want to go home now. I want to curl up. Oh fuck! I want that cock. Just a little longer. It feels too good to stop for just one moment. Maybe once doesn't matter? "Uuunnhhh!" My body tenses and I groan as I squeeze my hole down on Sean's hot fucking prick. My arms feel weak and I can barely hold my head up. The fumes from the poppers are still surrounding me, no escape, every breath causes another shudder another surrender. Sean is fucking me. He is fucking me! Fuck me! Fuck Me! FUCK ME! "OOOOH Fuck me!" I cry out as another wave rushes through me. My own cock is leaking as the waves of undeniable joy have smashed any rational thought I had left. "I knew you fucking wanted this." Sean almost roars in triumph as he begins to pound me. He has moved from his knees to a squatting position behind me, his hands pressing down onto my cheeks opening me wide for his advance. The next few minutes definitely happened. I know this because of how my body felt afterwards. Somewhere during it I shut down. Sean fucked me so hard it broke something that I didn't know was there. That part of me that kept me independent. That was fine with random fucks. He slam fucked me for at least thirty minutes during which I came uncontrollably and blacked out. Maybe it was the fuck. Maybe I was overcome with the poppers. Maybe my mind just gave up trying to deal with everything all at once. I come to with a start. Those few seconds of uncertainty, especially in a strange room, always disorient. I am naked and ache. And oh. "I wondered when you'd come back." Sean is still inside me and rocking slowly. I groan because he is deep inside me and pleasure overload has already caused my mind to shut down. "Well you definitely win hands down for best response to a fuck." Sean is quite glib considering the circumstances. "What the fuck Sean?!" I have recovered enough to jump to indignant even though he is still grinding his cock into me without pause. "Are you still pretending you don't want this?" He asks as he flexes his cock scraping my inner walls releasing another involuntary moan from me. "Unh, its not your cock. Its not you." "But it is." Sean's response doesn't stop him from slowly increasing his pace. "It's my cock, it's me and everything inside me." He is now fucking me again. The slap of skin on skin echoes around the room and I, for my part, let him. "It's in you too now. I've cum inside you twice so far and this is number three for that hungry hole." I can't deny how good he feels inside me. But I feel detached right now, like I am watching some poor sap getting their fuckhole reamed. It happens, it has happened. I can't stop it. Sean presses his whole body along mine and he kisses my neck. I feel a shiver run through my skin, pleasure and apprehension, and I sigh reflexively as Sean gasps in my ear. Load number three is inside me. Poz load number three. This one I am fully conscious of. Sean finally releases his grip of me and rolls back, I guess content. I move to the other side of the bed and sit up. I figured I would run to the door and grab my clothes. But I just sit there. Seans speaking but for the first minute I don't really listen. "It's not that big a deal you know?" I don't say anything. "Look, when were you last tested anyway?" "What?!" I am incredulous, "You just poz me and ask when I was tested?" "Slow down there hotshot." Sean raises his hands, " What I mean is, you've taken a lot of strange loads I'm guessing. Especially from what I watched last night. The only difference between them and me is I told you what I was giving you. And let's be honest here you shot like a fucking firehose when I gave it to you." I shake my head. It's true, but it's not helping. I stand up. "Look Sean," my voice is even now. "I need to go." I don't look at him as I leave the room. I gather my clothes and dress myself still in something of a daze. As I reach the front door I hear Sean's voice echo through the flat. "When you need to talk, or anything, you know where I am." I don't answer, I just close the door quietly behind me and leave.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Went on Thursday to take some anon loads and ended up with 7 cocks in an hour seeding my hole. Pounded out first by a hung Black cock that poked through rock hard, about 11.5x8in thick. Pounded me out and I guess the other guys heard the pounding against the divider because it turned into a steady stream of nonstop guys in the other booth after that. All rock hard and just sliding into my cunt. Came home and swapped loads with my husband. Was a great piggy day.

I took my brother virginity and turned him into the slut he his today.

Oh, I love it when they say they are poz but the sex is so good that the guy can not stop it.

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.

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.

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 —

Or begging not to be knocked up, when he knows I'm seconds away from breeding him and I won't pull out. 😈

Hi guys. I'm thinking writing a story or sequence of stories related to male pregnancy aka mpreg. I noticed not only bottom but many top guys are into it. Its a subject we could explore using raw sex as base - with or with meds ( pills) or body morph where our characters stay men. Would love to hear your ideas or suggestions. Send me a message with the information and where would be the best place to put it, in what folder. Thanks for attention

Jessica got up and ready for work and left quickly like usual, but I was a bit lazy this morning and stayed in bed. We had a talk last night about having kids and we decided to start trying. I'm excited, but I'm sure Omar will be excited to hear. I heard the door handle jiggle, it was locked. "Fuck" I thought, he heard Jess leave and the door is supposed to be unlocked when I'm home alone. I got up quickly and unlocked the door, opened it and Omar wasn't there anymore. "What the..." I said, and then I heard my phone buzz. 'My apt, 30, bring that bottle." I cleaned myself out using a kit I had stowed away with our toys and picked up my large reusable bottle and headed over. I knocked and didn't hear an answer so I entered. Music was playing loudly from his bedroom and when I entered there was porn on the TV but it was just music, not the usual porn moans and noises. he was stroking his cock leaning against the wall. He paused the porn. "Door unlocked, or I need a key slut." "Yes Sir, I just-" "Need to make a key for me? I know, it's only been a day. But you knew. I was going to fuck you in your bed today." "You still can" "Of course I can slut, you know what, good idea, strip naked." "Yes Sir." I did as I was told and stripped naked in front of him, he grabbed my clothes which was a T-shirt from college and long loose fitness shorts, and threw them into his hamper. "Lets go" He got up and put on his clothes and I started to walk to the hamper when he stopped me. "No, no. Let's go" I walked slowly to the door behind him. He opened up the door and pushed me outside and followed me as I walked quickly and quietly to my apartment. I opened the door, turned around and got down on my knees. "Cute, but no. hands and knees on the side of the bed" I jumped up and did as I was told, he stripped and was standing behind me. He placed his hands on my ass and pushed downward telling me to get lower. My knees spread wider as my ass sank lower to the bed. I allowed myself down on my elbows to get lower. "HANDS, and knees" He took his semi hard cock and slapped it against my dangling balls. it surprised me but it felt good, I moaned in response. He hit them again, and again with his harder and harder cock. My back was arched and my ass was low. He took a step back and took a picture with his phone. "Amazing" He got down behind me and dove into my ass with his mouth. His tongue immediately started to dart in and out of my tight hole, I'd hear him spit against my hole and push in the spit with his tongue and sometimes a finger would push it in. It felt incredible, I've only had my ass eaten a couple times from the guys I used to meet, but this was on another level. After a while he stood up and I heard him shake something and a long sniff. He kneeled on the bed next to me, grabbed my face, pressed on one nostril and placed something under my nose, I inhaled. My head swirled, I pulled away and huffed. "Again" I did as I was told and turned my head to him, he closed a nostril an put what ever it was under my nose. I took a longer breath, I knew what to expect now. There was a throbbing in my ears, my heart was beating in my head and throat. He placed his cock at my saliva lubed asshole. He went to press his cock inside me and my ass just opened up. His cock head pushed past the second wall and sank deep into me. "How the-" "Poppers, slut." he tossed a small dark brown bottle infront of me, "Again" I got down on my elbows, unscrewed the cap covered a nostril and took a hit. I saw stars, a black dot formed in the middle of my vision and Omar picked up the pace, my cock went from soft and small to hard as the poppers made his harder fucking feel better than it ever has. He really bounced his hips off my ass for what both felt like forever and not long enough as he came deep into my ass. He collapsed on top of me and rolled us both over, we were spooning with his cock still deep in my ass. I drifted off into sleep after the affects of the little bottle wore off. I came back to, to a gentle fucking from Omar again laying on our sides, he placed the bottle under my nose and I inhaled again. He rolled on top of me and laid into my ass, picking up the pace yet again, instead of me being able to push back against his thrusts, we bounced with the bed. "Fuck your ass is amazing, it's the best ass I've ever fucked." "Good, and it's all yours" "Damn right it is slut, what else is mine?" "My cock Sir" "And?" "My balls" "Yess Slut, you're all mine" he pulled my hair and turned it to the side, spit on the side of my mouth and cheek and picked up the pace, cumming deep inside me again. He got off me and got dressed, he stopped in the bathroom on the way out and pissed into my toilet. I shot up, "Sir?" I know slut, take a drink of my piss out of your toilet, clean the drops off the seat, the last little dribbles from my cock. I got on my knees and slowly put my head in my toilet, this was a new one for me. I love piss but usually from a bottle or the tap. I took a swig, 'Smart' I thought, it was his morning load of piss, too strong to drink straight. but watered down it was actually pretty good, I took another swig. looked up and licked his semi hard hanging cock. Then licked the small bit of dribble on the seat. "See you later slut." and he left. I signed in for work and got on with my day, my ass wasn't sore, if anything I was still really horny and wanted one more load from Omar. a few hours later he came in through the door. "I gotta piss, slut" "Yes Sir" I stripped and joined him in the bathroom. I got down on my knees in the tub and opened my mouth. He let a steady stream go and I tried my best to get it all. "Sir, can you fuck me one more time?" "Wow, you still want more? Tell me, do you want my cock in your ass, or do you want your cock in your wife's pussy" "I want your cock in my ass Sir" He stood me up and faced me to the bathroom mirror, slightly bending me over the counter. "Good little fag, no pussy for you, only cock" "Yes Sir, only your cock" "Or any cock I want to fuck you" "Yes Sir my ass is yours, do what ever you want with it" "What about these balls?" he said as he grabbed them pulling them behind my legs. "They're all yours too" "Good boy" He pressed his cock against my ass and it took a second but my ass opened up and his cum from earlier acted as a pretty good lubricant as he fucked me, as I stared at myself in the mirror, after confessing my ass and balls were his for the taking. Omar came once again in my ass, pulled out and slapped my ass hard once. "Clean me up" I did as I was told, getting on my knees and took his semi hard wet cock in my mouth, taking good care to clean his cum off his cock from tip to base. He was fully hard yet again. I stood up and bent back over the counter. "Sir, we are going to be trying for a baby soon, so there will have to be a lot of sex especially when she's fertile." "Thank you for telling me, remember, I cum in your ass more than you cum in her." "Yes Sir that won't change" His hands gently carressed my ass, he pressed his cock once again into my ass and wrapped his arms around my chest, turned my head and we made out as he slowly drove his cock deep into my ass against the bathroom counter. He shuddered and I felt his cock throb. "I think you completely drained me today slut. nothing came out" "Sorry not sorry" I said kissing him again. "I like that, we will kiss hello and goodbye" "Yes Sir" He pulled his shorts on and left. I still wanted more but I need to focus. Jess came home later that evening. "Hey I didn't know Omar went to NYU as well" "He did?" "Yeah I ran into him again in the hall, he had the same shirt you have" "Oh, weird. I didn't know that"

I think the biggest obstacle to more couples trying this is the difficulty in finding a man named Polly.

Glad people are enjoying this. As always let me know what you think and how it might unfold. Thanks for all the support xx Chapter 4 I lay there still going over the entire night in my head over and over. How did this happen? What choices did I make to lead to this moment of me laying in my own cum in this hot twink’s bed leaking poz cum out of my once virgin hole. I’d always been so careful to hide my true self and now all that hard work was unravelling. What was even more confusing was I didn’t feel ashamed. I felt excited. What was wrong with me? *ding ding* My phone lit up. Sarah: Where are you Brian? Fuck. I looked at my phone. It was 3am and I had four missed calls from my wife. Fuck fuck fuck. I texted back. Felt tired so pulled over to nap. Be home soon love xx I jumped out of bed while Leon lay there sleeping. His soft cock lying against his flat toned stomach. The tip laying against his pink scorpion tattoo. Fuck he was right. His soft cock was bigger than mine hard. I quickly got dressed and headed to the front door. I tried the lock but it had one of those dead bolts from the inside that requires a key. I tried the lock but it just wouldn’t give. “Need some help with that” came an unknown voice behind me. I turned to see one of Leon’s housemates from the couch earlier. He was much shorter than me about 5’3” to my 6’2”. He was a bigger build than Leon but still fit with a little bit of a belly and hairy all over, he was wearing nothing but a jockstrap. His chest was big. I noticed one of his nipples was pierced and he had the same pink scorpion tattoo on his right pec. Must be a friend group thing. My eyes naturally drifted down to his crotch. He had a clear outline of his cock. He didn’t look as big as Leon but still impressive. “You and Leon certainly had some fun tonight” he said walking over to the table by the door and picking up a set of keys “my name’s Jack by the way”. “Yeah umm I guess we did” I stammered. He slowly approached and place one had against the door beside my head while placing the key into the lock. “You’re pretty lucky Daddy fag. Leon has a lot of Daddy’s after him but he only liberates a select few” Jack said licking his lips. “So tell me. Did he give you his special gift?” Fuck he knew? He knew exactly what I was. “Yeah he did. I just really need to get home. Thanks for getting the door” I said as I turned to leave. *Whack* Jack pushed my body into the door before I was able to open it. He held my body to the door and got right up close. “We kind of have a rule in this house. That if I like a look of a fag Leon brings home that I get the sloppy seconds” he spat into my ear. “Please I can’t. I need to go home. My wife is worried about me” I pleased. Fuck why did I say that? “Wow Daddy’s straight and married? Not for much longer if Leon’s gift takes” he laughed. Fuck he was right. The reality started to sink in. My panic was broken when I felt Jack’s hand slide down the back of pants and rub my slick Cum filled hole. “Wow faggot. Leon really filled you up. How many cocks have you taken to manage his Monster cock?” He asked. “You won’t believe this but none. I was a virgin before tonight” I replied. My little prick started to twitch as he invaded my hole with his fingers. “While that does sound unbelievable Leon does have a way of turning out natural born faggots” Jack laughed. Soon he had three fingers in my hole and I started moaning like the cock hungry slut I was. I was already starting to think like Leon and Jack talked. “Sounds like my newly turned fag needs it” he said excitedly as he pulled my pants down to my ankles. I heard the waist band his jock snap. I turned my neck to see his cut cock. It looked thick. Thicker than Leon’s but maybe only two thirds as long. The head was pierced with a thick PA the ends were little cones. Not the balls I’d seen in porn. He started to rub the head against my hole while using his cum covered hand to jerk his thick cock. The slick Cum looked pink. My hole stung as his PA rubbed against it. “Listen fag. I don’t know what discussion you and Leon had before he fucked you raw but I hope it goes without saying that I won’t be wearing a rubber. It’s kind of useless as my PA tends to break them anyway. Understood?” He said firmly. “Yes Sir” I responded feeling powerless to object. “Good fag” he said slamming my head against the door “spread your legs and bend your knees”. I did exactly what he said. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t craving another cock in my hole. I’d felt empty since Leon was done with me. I felt the pressure of his head pushing against my hole. I wanted to feel it in me so badly but he was struggling to get past my hole. He was certainly girthier than Leon. “Relax fag or I’ll have to force me way in” he spat pushing my head back into the door. I tried to relax as best I could. But I was finding it hard to concentrate. I couldn’t stop think about how my day had unfolded. The pressure got greater. His big cock head pressing into my hole. I felt it slowly open painfully as his PA scraped my ring on the way in. I let out a yelp. “Shut it fag. If you wake Leon he might insist on taking over” jack snapped as he put this hands around my throat. His cock started to slowly push open my ass as I become light headed as Jack’s hands tightened around my neck. “Good Daddy. You’re a total natural. You’re wasted in closet. Lucky for you I think those days are numbered” he whispered as he pushed deeper, tightening his grip. I was struggling to breathe as his cock head hit my prostate. Just touching it as his balls hit mine. My little prick was now rock hard. But barely dribbling after cumming twice tonight. Jack slowly started to pull out of my hole. I could feel his PA catching the sides of my ass. The pain was like nothing I’d felt tonight. I tried to scream but his hands around my neck stopped anything coming out. I don’t know if it was the pain or his grasp but vision went blurry then eventually black. I don’t know how long I was out for but I came to to the slapping sound of Jack’s balls hitting my ass. His hands were now on my shoulders and he’d found himself a rhythm. My ass was on fire but I couldn’t feel anymore tearing. “Faggot’s back” jack said panting as he fucked my ass his cock head hitting my prostate with each stroke. I steadied myself with one hand as my other hand wrapped around my cock, covering the whole thing with one hand. His cock head hitting my prostate over and over felt so different to Leon’s sliding past it as Jack’s head seem to land right on it every time. His thicker cock had stretched my ass to what felt like it’s limit. “Leon will hope that it was his cum that knocks you up. But let’s be honest if the virus happens from tonight alone you’ll never know if it was mine or Leon’s toxic seed” jack panted getting tired from the merciless fucking. What?! They’re both poz? Fuck fuck fuck. My brain was screaming get him out of you. But my hand and cock had other ideas. I jerked my little dick harder and faster than I’d ever before. Each time his pummeling cock hit my prostate I got closer and closer. “I’m getting close faggot” Jack whispered in my ear “get ready to take your second poz load in your once neg cunt”. His cock swelled and throbbed inside my wrecked hole. His pumping sped up until I heard him yell - “I’m cumming faggot”. His hips bucked and his strokes slowed as he pumped 5 big loads into my ass. As he did my little cock spurted three small ropes of cum against the door. “Good faggot, goos faggot” jack said tiredly as he slumped into my back. He held me there for a moment kissing the back of my neck, one arm around me chest the other massaging my thigh. Eventually he pulled his cock out of my ass and I collapsed to the floor. I could barely stand without his support. “While you’re down there fag clean this up” he said waving his semi hard cock in my face. It was slick with a pink cummy slime. I struggled to my knees and tops his softening cock into my mouth. The taste was bitter and like iron and I couldn’t get enough of it. I eagerly cleaned my ass slime from his cock. “Don’t forget the door faggot” as he pushed me off his cock slipping it back into his jockstrap. I did as I was told and licked my cum off the door it tasted a lot sweeter than his cock. Jack out his strong hand under my arms and lifted me to my feet. He leant me against the door and leaned in planting his lips on mine. He kissed a lot rougher than Leon and it felt less special than with Leon. But I still kissed him back. Eager to explore another man’s mouth. His stubble scratched my face. He licked some cum off my chin and spat it back in my face. “Keep it there fag” he said with a smirk “now you better get back to your naive wife”. *click* He unlocked the door and turned me around slapping my ass causing it to sting as he pushed me out the door. “Don’t be a stranger Daddy” he said closing the door behind me. I slowly walked to the car. My ass on fire. Cum leaking out into the seat of my pants. I looked in the rear view mirror as I started the car. My eyes bloodshot, pink cum glistening on my face and the largest grin you’ve ever seen.

Am I the only one turned on by Japanese style bukkake and gokkun? I love the photos and video where the girls are crying and humiliated but when I view it I pretend it's me being forced to drink all that cum. Unfortunately, there is very little gay bukkake / gokkun on the internet.

This is a true story of my favorite fuck. It started over twenty years ago before the internet for hook ups. I was on a phone line and started chatting with a top who asked me if I was into watersports. I was 20 he was 40ish. I hadn't done watersports but I was hot for this guy so I tried it. About 30 minuets later he was at my door. MD was about 5'10 very attractive with a dominant approach. He put me on my knees on my bed, stood over me, put his cock in my mouth and said, 'drink or the piss is all over your bed.' He let go full flow and I drank it down as fast as I could not missing much. I surprised him and me. He smiled and that was all I needed for approval, I was his. He stayed for hours, late into the night. I was surprised how long I was able to go and never lose interest. He kept me on his cock at all time. I nursed on it, hard or soft. His cock became everything to me, it was true worship. When I did a good job MD would kiss me. His kiss is no ordinary kiss, it is the kiss of an alpha, a man of confidence. First is always spit, then he forces his tongue into my mouth fucking it, raping it. I'm not allowed to put my tongue in his mouth, he won't have it. I tried once and he bit it hard, drawing blood. When he felt pleasure he was very vocal. I asked him to be more quiet because my neighbors can hear everything . . he just smiled and told me to get on his cock. The next day, my neighbor complained about the noise, I was humiliated. After this first night I was hooked on MD. He was all I wanted. As the years went on I'd see him whenever I could, cheating on boyfriends and traveling by train or bus to his home. I asked him if he drank or did drugs and he said no and said he was neg. I wasn't interested in chems then, they weren't for me. I was so hungry for his piss and cum. I felt it make me healthier, stronger. It wasn't until years later I realized I could go for such long session because MD was feeding chem piss. I was getting high and didn't even know it! I worshiped him many times over the years. My favorite place was sitting in a pool of cold piss in front of his toilet nursing his cock, getting skull fucked, drinking gallons of piss (chem piss), being drenched and wearing his scent. Everything about him made me feel weak, he was strong and took what he wanted. It was strange, I felt lust and love for MD. He taught me much when I was younger. How to drink heavy piss, rim for hours (I love kissing his hole), take spit and clean his nose with my tongue. He gave me many STI's which I ended up passing to boyfriends. When I look back, I think he enjoyed infecting me with his bugs. For a long time, there was this sore on the bottom of the head of his cock. It hid in the fold. I wanted to service so bad, I always over looked it. He gave me syph, gono, Hep A . . all of which I unknowingly passed on. We didn't fuck often. Looking back, I wish we fucked more. His cock is perfect for fucking. The head is smaller than the shaft. When fucking he can enter easily with his head, then make his sub feel his power as he shoves the huge girth of his shaft into his pig. I know he likes his subs to feel pain from his cock. He makes them suffer for the privilege. He also did this one thing with his foot that I know understand better. While his cock is worshiped, he pushes his big toe into your hole letting his nail scratch it up. As the years went on, MD brought out the chems and introduced them to me. He fucked me and my boyfriend up a couple times on T . . . made us fly and service Him for hours. It's been years since I've seen him. I still beat off a couple times a week thinking about him. Looking back, I can see he is a master stealth chemmer/breeder. There were two things I never got to do with him that I often fantasize about. I wish I could have serviced his cock while he took a dump and then wiped his beautiful hole for him. Not being into scat, I wish I could have been pushed there by him. He also never hurt my hole with that cock. I wish I could be under him looking him in the eyes while he enters my hole too fast. His smile would be payment enough for the pain.

Are there any Dom type guys who are into a sub combining wanton bugchasing + deep desires to be an obedient service fag? Not just taking loads, but being tied up, shaven clean, locked in a cock cage, and bred full of bugs? Maybe that's a lot to ask, but hit me up if interested.

I didn't want to start a profile on a hook-up website, this is going to be my last hurrah. So I opened up my email and went through all of the hook-ups I've had in the past when I was single or just dating. In a couple days I'm getting married to a beautiful woman, but in the past I loved to submit to men. I ended up sending about 6 emails to guys going years back. 2 married guys who weren't getting their needs met from their wife or husband, a few dominant guys into a more Dom-sub situation, and a couple anonymous hookups that fulfilled my need at the time. Basically who ever answers first will come over and top me since my future bride is away, the next time I see her will be down the aisle. It wasn't long until one of the anonymous hookups answered. "Address? is now ok", the email read. Straight and to the point just like a good anonymous hook up. The only reason I know this guys name is when I added his number it was connected to an "Omar". I know he has a big dick, is uncut, and can go multiple times. Honestly if I gave this night any thought I would've probably only emailed him. The last time he fucked me he came 5 times in about 2 hours, pissed on me and in my mouth, and then left. I immediately got to work cleaning myself out and using a toy or two so he wouldn't tear me a new one. Unfortunately this time he would no longer be an anonymous top, for my building you need keys to access the rooms and elevator. About an hour later Omar emailed me again. "How do I get in?" I put on loose shorts and a T-shirt and went downstairs. For the first time we met face to face, and hugged. He was tall for a Mexican guy, not fit but not fat either. We walked to my apartment and when we got inside he instructed me on how he wanted me. "Lay on your back with your head hanging off the bed. I'm going to fuck your throat first." I stripped and did as I was told. He pulled his shorts and underwear off, his cock bouncing like in a porn. He placed the tip of his cock at my lips and slowly entered. It was a struggle to not touch teeth, he's bigger than I remembered, and I remembered him as pretty darn big. My cock sprang to attention. I'm not really attracted to men but the kinkiness and sluttiness gets me excited. He got to work fucking slowly but deeply and making me gag, he went for a while, but I wasn't complaining. The idea is I'm his for tonight, then I'm hers for every night after. He started to pick up the pace, my mouth was getting tired and sore, my cock started to get soft as the throat fucking lost it's luster, I need to be fucked for real now. It's like he read my mind, "Get up, hands and knees ass at the edge of the bed." he instructed. I did quickly, "Finally here it comes" I thought. He spit on my crack, his saliva running down my crack to my ready hole, he pressed it in gently with his finger. His spit mixed well with the lube from my prepping and his finger sank in. He spit again, on my hole and then again on his cock. He slowly entered my ass, he got about half way in and then he started pumping slowly, it felt amazing but I couldn't wait for the whole thing. He added more spit and then pushed his cock in again, this time much further, his hips contacted my ass and he stayed for a second and moaned. "Did you-?" I asked "Number 1, yeah." he sighed and looked to the ceiling. He placed his hands on my ass and started to pump slowly and deeply almost all the way out but definitely all the way back in. I shuddered, he already came inside me, tonight is going to be great! he picked up the pace and soon was not only making a loud fucking noise as his hips bounced off my ass but making the bed creak and headboard hit the wall. He came loudly and deeply in my ass again, pulled out with a pop and laid on the bed. "Ride me reverse I wanna keep seeing this great ass." I backed up and grabbed his still very hard cock, and positioned it at my hole, I slowly bounced up and down, careful to not let it leave me ass. His hands explored my ass, and grabbed my hips and sides. We were both loving it. He sat up, wrapped his arm around me and grabbed my throat, bringing me backwards to lay on top of him. 1 hand held my throat, the other tightly gripped my balls. "I wish these were mine" he said giving my cock and balls a good tight shake. "Me too" I said in the heat of the moment. "My ass is yours" "Fucking right it is, it's so perfect, you're the best fuck I've had. You don't cum quickly like the gay bottoms I fuck." he said as he pumped deeper into me. "Take as much as you can get tonight, I get married in a couple days." "I wish you would get married with my cum inside you." "That'd be hot" With that he flipped us around, now laying on my stomach pinned to the bed, he grabbed my hair and fucked me harder than I've been fucked before. He came 2 more times in that position. He did as I suggested and took all he could get, a bunch of ass to mouth. Fucking all over my apartment and even once on the balcony. The dirty talk continued, making me tell him I love not only his cock but all cocks, getting fucked is my favorite. He finished the night as he finished our last hookup, pissing all over me and having me drink some before he kissed me, gave my cock and ball a squeeze and said, "If you decide to get fucked again, remember, that ass is mine." he got dressed and left. The wedding went great, and the honeymoon was typical. Lots of sex, lots of food, drinks and relaxing. We were gone two weeks. We came back on a Sunday, unhappy with the fact we have to go back to work the next day. We got into the apartment, "Want to christen the apartment?" I asked. My wife giggled and we kissed falling onto the bed, leaving our bags to deal with in the morning. After pretty normal vanilla sex, my phone buzzed. "Here we go, all the 'did you get home safe?' questions. 'How was the honeymoon?'" I thought to myself. I checked and it was a text from our landlord. "He congrats on getting married but your neighbor said you guys need to chill out a bit." "What? she's never complained before." I replied. "You have a new neighbor, might want to move your bed away from the wall or something." "What the..." I said out loud. "What?" my wife asked. "We have a new neighbor who apparently isn't fond of sex." "OMG they heard that!" "Fuck", I thought, Jess is so self conscious about the sound of us having sex, we basically only have sex at home or at a hotel when she knows her friends aren't in the next room. now she's going to start worrying about sex at home? We got ready for bed and didn't think another thing of it. A few days passed, we were both back to work. With covid coming to a close, Jess would be going back to the office, but I have always worked from home. She left for the day at 7am, it was a long commute to her office, she loved working from home for that reason alone. There was a knock on our front door, "Thats weird what's our landlord want" I muttered to myself. I put on a shirt and hat and went to the door opening it without checking through the hole. No one has knocked on our door other than the landlord in 2 years. And there standing in front of me was Omar. I practically dropped my coffee and my heart and mind started racing a mile a minute. "Wha- What uh. What are you doing here? How'd you get in?" "Hello neighbor, I brought you a house warming gift. Congrats on getting married, she's beautiful." he said, pulling a big bottle of what I assumed to be his piss out from behind him. "Let's chat." he said gesturing into my apartment. I stepped back and opened up allowing him into the apartment. He pressed the bottle of piss into my chest and walked to the couch. "Neighbor?" I asked. "Yup! on my way out from our wonderful night I saw there was a vacancy sign. my Lease was pretty much up and I've never lived next to such a perfect ass before." "That was going to be my last night doing anything with men. I'm married now." "Well now it doesn't have to be your last night. It can be any day I- we please" "But that's so risky, I don't want to ruin anything with Jess." "Oh is that your wife's name? I'll introduce myself, she's really pretty, but you have a better ass. Don't worry. She's the only woman in this complex that wears heels to work I've noticed. I'll know when she leaves. And we can set up precautions to make sure we never get caught. Don't you want to get fucked again?" "Y-yes but I-" "Then lets continue, that ass is mine, you said so. And you said you wished that cock and those balls were mine too remember?" My head drooped a bit, I do remember saying that. My cock jumped a little at the kinkiness of the whole deal. I nodded. "So your cock, balls, and holes are mine?" I nodded again, my cock straining in my shorts. "Say it" Omar said, rubbing the now rock hard cock in my shorts. "Tell me this is mine now" "My hole, cock and balls are yours now" I said head facing the coffee table with the bottle of piss on it. "Say it to me..." I looked Omar in the eyes and said it again. "My Cock, balls and ass are yours" "Not your wife's?" "No" "Good boy, let's drink to that." He went to the kitchen grabbed two glasses and filled his with water, poured his piss into my glass. "Cheers, So let's go over how I see this going. Don't worry, you can still have sex and a normal life with your wife." "Ok, what do you have in mind?" "1. My cum goes in your ass more than your cum goes into her." I nodded. "2. If she's not home, you're my human urinal" He poured more of his piss into my glass and continued. "3. I won't out you, but you're mine. Agreed?" "Agreed" "Don't sweat it we will have a lot of fun, and you'll have a normal life outside these two apartments. I'll be pushing the envelope but I promise I won't out you." He patted me on the knee, rubbed my cock, handed me the bottle of piss and said "If you want to take care of that hard-on, you know where to find me. That cums with me or with her only." He got up, and walked out the front door. I could barely work, I was nervous, I was excited, I was horny as fuck. a few hours of struggling to get any work done I sent him an email. "Free at lunch?" He emailed me back his phone number and replied "Yes come over."

Haha. It’s probably a good thing I can’t get pregnant as a cumdump. 😅 I’d refuse to use condoms or any contraception(same as I do now), so I’d just constantly carry a random Man’s baby in me. Most likely I’d never know who the father of each kid is. Just keep having children from different, unknown fathers. I would always carry it full term, as all Alpha’s deserve to breed and reproduce even if I don’t know them. I’d care for as many as I physically and financially could. But many would have to go into adoption for faggots who can’t bare kids. My womb would pretty much be full until I ran out of eggs. Lmao.

Religion must be one of the most profitable businesses on earth. How else did all the religious societies in the world (Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Buddism etc) get so filthy rich? They should all be taxed like any other business!

God damn this is one amazing walk.

This story is based on true events that have happened to me... As I entered the hotel room Master Rob was already there waiting for me. He had already set up the sling that I would later be tied into. And on a table next to the sling was several toys and devices. Our agreement was that I would allow him to share me with a group of his friends and he'd provide all the party favors for the night. Master Rob told me to get undressed. I quickly compiled eager to start the play session. Once I was naked in front of him he pulls out a pipe and shows me the huge shards of the substance that would soon be in my body taking away my will and making me beg to be used. He looked at me with an evil grin and said, "you're about to become the perfect slut for me". He knew that while I was nervous, I wanted nothing more than to be transformed into a slut, used like an object for the pleasure of men. Master Rob then held the pipe to my lips and as he started to heat the bowl of Meth. He told me to breath in deeply then exhale slowly. The puffy white smoke filled my lungs, and with each exhale a fluffy cloud came out. I could feel the drug taking its affect on me and at the same time I felt my will leaving me. Master Rob seeing the drug working on me grinned in satisfaction. "Ok, now it's time to clean you out and prepare you for the guests" said Master Rob He the took me into the bathroom where he had installed a shower shot nozzle in the shower. He then put a small amount of lube on the nozzle and after adjusting the water flow inserted it deep into me. I could feel the pressure build inside of me. As it increased Master Rob massaged my stomach. The sensation of his touch combined with the drugs was causing my cock to leak pre cum and I was getting hornier by the minute. After a few minutes of cleaning out Master Rob took me back to the bedroom. I was getting very anxious knowing that it wouldn't be long before I was having loads of cum pumped into my cunt. Master Rob pulled out a pair of leather anklets and had me put them on. The feel of the leather was so sexy. Once I had them on each ankle he directed me into the sling. He adjusted my position so that my ass hung over the edge of the leather sling allowing easy access to any top that would want to use me. Master Rob then clipped a spreader bar to my ankles and using a pulley on the sling stand pulled my legs up with a small rope. He then patted my ass and smiled at me. My mind was racing as I laid in the sling. Then Master Rob walked around to my head. He could see I was still spinning a little. He put a collar on my neck that attached to the sling. It's purpose was to immobilize me thus making me helpless. There, now we're getting somewhere, said Master Rob. The guests will start arriving in about ten minutes, we need to get you spun up and ready to please them, said Master Rob. With that he again put the pipe to my lips and heated the bowl. Like before he told me to breathe in the white smoke then slowly exhale. After several big hits I was flying high. But Master Rob wanted me completely tweeked. He also knew that with each hit all I could do was get hornier and hornier. Master Rob seeing in my eyes that my control had totally been taken away moved back to my ass. I was moaning and could feel my ass hole twitching. I begged Master Rob to put something, anything into my ass. But he laughed at me and said patience slave your ass will get plenty of use in due time. Then I felt Master Rob sliding a hose deep into my ass. I loved the sensation of something going into me. Then he started pumping a lever and filling my ass with a thick lube. The Meth was really kicking in at this point all I could think about as I laid there being prepared for use was how much I wanted it, how much I wanted to be used, to be a cum receptacle. Then I felt Master Rob putting a leather cock ring around my cock and balls. I started to breathe fast as the sensation of my cock and balls in bondage came over me. I was leaking precum a lot and Master Rob liked it. Then as I laid there moaning, touching my hyper sensitive balls and cock Master Rob placed a bottle of strong poppers under my nose and told me to inhale and exhale slowly. After a few huffs of the poppers I was floating and relaxed. It was then that Master Rob started to slide a thick dildo into my ass. I started to shudder with pleasure and thanked Master Rob for putting something in me. It felt incredible. The dildo was huge. Master Rob knew I was an experienced bottom who could start big. The dildo Master was using was 14 inches long and as fat as a coke can. I soon felt it reach my second sphincter. Master held it there with a firm pressure. Then he made me huff the poppers again and within seconds of huffing on the poppers Master Rob pushed the 14 inch dildo home. I was in ecstasy. It felt so deep and stretched my pussy so wide. Then even though I thought I couldn't take anything else up my ass Master Rob popped an egg vibrator into me. He Used his fingers to position the egg right onto my prostate. Once there he turned it on, it sent shivers throughout my body. Between the dildo, the vibrator and the Meth and poppers I was totally under his control now. All I wanted was cock in me, toys in me fists anything that would open me up. My eyes were rolling back in my head from pleasure. Then the doorbell rang. I knew the night was just getting started.

I know where you are coming from with this, I am a total sex addict. Things just got worse over the years, I LOVE sucking off random cock, love being used and treated like a cocksucking faggot. I am not on here cuz I am a bug chaser, I hope to never be pov, but this place has more like minded people than any other place I have been. People that are pretty far down the rabbit hole lets say. My CRAVING to suck cock has definitely got me into many risky situations and has made me do many things that surprised me.

Find a good sex therapist, they know what they are doing the rest of us are just guessing.

This is a ridiculous thing to tell a 13-year-old. Go out and change your life, kids!

Thanks for the follow

Just got a load from a black dude. I put an add on doublelist and some sketchy looking black dude hit me up, so of course I got him to come over. It didn't take long for his 8in dick to cum deep in me. I'd definitely be down for him to breed me again.

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

I am part of a triad relationship. My husband and I have been together 20 years. Our "boy" joined us 8 years ago. Like any relationship there are some bumps in the road. Early on my husband was jealous of the sexual attention I gave the boy but we worked through that through some conversations and making sure he got sexual attention as well. Now things run very smoothly. It now feels more like a family to me than having a boy toy. There are activities that I do with him, like sailing and estate sales and different activities that he does with my husband without me around. And, of course we do things with all three of us like dinners, vacations, etc. In fact, we took 4 vacations in May and June this year and had a great time with all three of us together. One note is that some hotels and gay resorts are not always set up for 3 men in a hotel room. If you had told me years ago I would be in a triad I would be saying, you're crazy. Now I actually am surprised how much I enjoy my "family." The other morning I went into the bedroom and noticed that the two of them were cuddled up together sleeping. They both looked so happy and content sleeping soundly spooning. It made me happy to see them cuddled up.

Drew could hardly sleep, his nerve ending still tingled from the tina and cumming helped he was horny and wanted his dick sucked again or to fuck some pussy. His ass was sore, and he kept leaking cum out and farting cum. Drew thought it was gross, but he was still horny. It had been two hours and a guy came in and cleaned Drew up and removed the towel from under Drew’s ass and replaced it with a new one and proceed to suck Drew and his dick grew more with the second blow job than the first and Drew made a powerful grunt when he finally came in the guy’s mouth. The guy swallowed and told Drew to sleep for a couple hours, and he would check on him then as he rubbed Drew’s stomach. Drew drifted off asleep and the guy watched drew for a few minutes and felt his dick up and then left. Drew was awakened two hours later with a mouth on his dick, and he was able to get almost completely hard by now. The guy sucked hid cock and licked Drew’s balls and ten minutes later Drew shot his load. The guy again rubbed Drew’s stomach and told him he would be back in a couple hours to check on him. Drew dozed off but his dick twitched wanting to cum again. Drew awakes before the guy came back and his he was fully erect, and his dick was leaking on his stomach. The guy came in and said, nice! Then he began sucking Drew and after he was rock hard the guys lubed up his ass and slide down on Drew’s rock-hard cock and he fucked himself with that big dick until Drew grunted and came in the guy’s ass. The guy dislodged and sucked Drew clean and thanked Drew for the load. He then left and Drew wondered if he would be back in a few hours again or what. Drew slept for a little over an hour and woke to needing to piss bad. He started calling out for someone to let him piss and soon he heard the door, and two guys came in. One guy told the other, much younger voice that he could either suck Drew’s piss down or take it in his ass. The kid said really. The guy slapped him, and he quickly said in my ass. The told the kid to suck Drew and the kid did, Drew kinds liked it since the kid had small hands like a girl and a mouth like one too. Once hard the guy pulled the kid off and lubed up the boy’s hole and Drews Pole and he told the boy to sit on it. The kid lined up his hole and slowly lowered on Drew. That tight little hole on Drew drove him crazy and he fucked that little hole for five minutes and shot his load inside the boy. The guy told the boy to stay on his dick and the boy staying in place and after a few minutes he rubbed Drew’s chest and told him to piss in the boy’s ass. Drew really had to go and although he would never have done it any other time, he began to relieve himself and piss in the boy’s hole. Once finished Drew gave a sigh of relief and the guy told the boy to hold his hole closed and not loose any and he had him bend over and slide a butt plug in him and then he helped the boy out the door and left Drew there to get some more sleep. Drew Slept for a few more hours and he was awakened by two men who unfastened him and walked him to the showers. They fastened his hand to a pole above Drew’s head and Drew was cleaned by the man who had been sucking him off all night. Once drew was cleaned up he had a hose shoved in his hole and he received a flush out of all the cum, blood, poop Drew had collected last night and over night and then Drew received some lube and two shards of Tina in his hole and then a but plug. His hood was removed once the lights were off in the shower and Drew could not see anything, the man behind him shampooed his head as Drew began to fly. Once finished the guy brushed Drew’s teeth with a toothbrush and tooth paste and then made Drew rinse his mouth out. Drew was felling clean and horny and in the dark the guy began to kiss Drew and Drew kissed him back. They made out for ten minutes and Drew was hard again, and the guy lubed up his ass and guided Drews big dick to his hole and Drew slide in and fucked him hard till he came inside the man. Who pulled off and cleaned Drew’s dick by sucking him clean and blindfolded Drew and lead him to Room 9 where he was helped up on a fuck bend can left for one of the patrons from last night! The sixty hear old guy had offered $5,000 to fuck the boy’s hole. Drew lay there spinning and twenty minutes later a tall, skinny man walked in and slowly rang his hands all over Drew. The guy leaned down and lifted Drew’s head and began to kiss him and Drew kissed back just like in the shower. The old man slipped his tongue down Drew’s throat and kissed him hard. Five minutes of heavy kissing and then the man said, boy keep your head right there and he stood up and unbuttoned his jeans and let out a thick nine-inch dick with a PA. The guy worked out his PA out and then slide his hard dick in Drew’s mouth saying the last boy who sucked me with my PA in needed dental work after. Let’s save the PA for your hole boy. Then the guys began fucking Drew’s mouth making him choke and gag on his dick and the guy got rough and said fuck yea boy. Cock on my dick you are fucking fag. Let me fuck your throat you worthless whore. The guy used and assaulted Drew verbally for twenty minutes and then finally pulled out his dick from Drew’s mouth and throat. Then he proceeded to got to his ass and slap his left ass check hard and Drew yelped, and he did it three more times making red welts on his ass. Drew began to ask him to stop, and he yelled fucking slut if you ask me to stop again you will wish you hadn’t for a long time. Drew bit his lip as the guy did the same to his right ass check and then tenderly moved to the ass pug and pulled on it is removing it and the guy said, now this is what I have wanted. Only a fucking whore would make me work so hard to slide my dick in your pussy, get ready boy and he lined up his dick and shoved it full length in Drew. Drew yelped and the guy slapped his ass and said shut the fuck up boy. The old man proceeded to fuck Drew for what felt like hours, but it was 43 minutes of pure assault on Drews Straight ass and then the guy finally shot his load in the boy. Boy, the guy said, now that is what I cam for. That ass was so good you are going to have to suck my dick till I am hard again, and I will breed you again. Drew began to cry, and the guy smacked Drew’s has hard six time and his right check was bright red, and Drew collected himself and opened his mouth ready to suck the guy’s dick. It took ten minutes till the guy was hard again and this time the guy fucked him for 33 minutes before shooting a second load in Drew and slipping the butt plug back inside. Good little straight whore. You were worth every penny. Drew lay there in pain and humiliation but still spinning and horny to get off. The guy took his time getting dressed and then slowly traced Drew’s body making Drew shiver and tingle all over. Then the leaned in and said to Drew, Daddy will rent you again and next time it I will used you even harder.

That tight young ass is pretty to look at, but I'm not interested in breaking anyone in. The last young guy i fucked was so tight it wasn't enjoyable at all... Almost painful. Told him I'd only agree to fuck him again if I could be 3rd or 4th in line so hopefully he'd be loosened up a bit. I want ass that's had enough cock in it that I know it truly loves getting fucked as much as I love fucking it.

I think of sex as a hobby. It doesn't consume my life but when I have free time to myself I like to spend it having sex.

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

It had been some hours since I was delivered to this place by Peter and Aidan, and I was starting to show signs of wear and tear. I had stopped counting loads at twenty, and that was quite a long time ago. When I had first walked in the room, I was set upon by a group of men of all shapes and sizes who swarmed around me and began groping and rubbing me all over. One had eventually encouraged me to bend over a little, before a whole succession of them took turns rimming and fingering me. Eventually I started to be given several huffs of poppers that got my head swimming, before I was suddenly pulled up, pushed towards a rig in the corner, turned around and lifted off my feet and into a sling. Before I really knew what was happening my ankles were raised and pushed through some leather hoops, and then my wrists had been lifted and secured to the chains using the cuffs I was wearing. The rimming had continued for some time after that, but eventually moved on to a lot more fingering. I repeatedly felt them nicking my insides with their nails while they were doing this, causing me to wince and yell out until a big chubby bear turned my head to the side and stuck his girthy cock down my throat to silence me. He didn’t pull it out until the first of the cocks had been pushed up inside me and the fucking had begun. Every single man in the room had fucked and bred me while I was in the sling, ordering me to take their “toxic loads”, “hot loads” and “personal strains”. I was strangely numb during all of this, just looking up at each of them as they pounded me hard. All of them had tattoos of some description, including biohazard symbols, scorpions, skulls and crossbones, and one of them with a giant cobra winding down his torso to the snake’s flared, open mouth above his groin. I concluded these were all markings to indicate their status as aggressive poz fuckers. Once I had been bred in the sling by everyone, I was allowed a bit of respite and fresh air in a small courtyard out the back. I chose to stand to get the blood back into my arms and legs, which invited several men to come up behind me and push their cocks into my sloppy rear end. At some point a cigarette was pushed between my lips, and I happily stood there and smoked a couple while being gently fucked. I had enjoyed smoking a bit as a teenager, and as I stood in this place knowingly having a deadly virus repeatedly pumped into my backside, my previous health concerns about puffing on cigarettes seemed to fade. In due course I was then taken back inside, pushed onto a padded bench, strapped down and a blindfold put on me. A pair of headphones was then put over my ears, blocking out almost all sound and pushing me into a state of sensory deprivation. From then on all I could feel was the hard pounding I was taking up the arse, as well as the taste and stretching of the occasional cock pushed into my mouth and down my throat. Based on the tang of blood and cum on some of them, I guessed they were fresh from breeding me. This is how my night continued. Time seemed to lose all meaning, so I never knew how long I had been in each position before I was released, taken back outside and allowed to drink some water and smoke a few more cigarettes. However, the final time I was escorted outside (after having been on my knees on a mat taking a succession of double-fuckings) dawn had broken. There were considerably fewer men present by then, and my final stint indoors was a more sedentary affair as I got on all fours and took a few low-energy spitroastings. Once it was all over, I was hauled to my feet by a couple of hairy, slightly chubby guys in leather while everyone else remaining headed out and left. The two guys had surprisingly gentle expressions on their faces, and took the time to check how I was. They then escorted me through a side door to a filthy bathroom where I was able to take a quick shower while still dressed in all the the leather gear, and then once they dried me off with a raggedy towel they led me out of the building to a white van. I was put in the back, which was fitted out with a dirty mattress, and then they climbed in the front and set off. As there were no windows in the back I just lay on the mattress, braced myself against the sides and closed my eyes, passing out into a deep sleep almost immediately. I therefore had no idea how long we had been driving when I was awoken by one of the guys opening up the back door to allow the fluorescent light of a garage to pour in. I climbed out and then followed them into a house attached to the garage, which I was surprised to find was just an ordinary dwelling. “Here you go” said one of the guys, “welcome to the Moulin Spooge.” “The Moulin Spooge?” I croaked. “Just a fun little name we have for our home” replied the other. “Now, let’s get you to bed so you have some energy for this evening.” “This evening?” I asked. “Round two” he replied. I sighed, too tired to even ask any more. I allowed them to lead me into a bedroom, where I collapsed onto the bed face first. I felt my legs being lifted and my boots removed, before sleep took me over and I passed out, not knowing what the evening would bring but knowing I would take it all.

This is not quite the same situation but fairly recently I contacted a guy on Fabguys who said he was looking for bareback. We exchanged a couple of messages and I told him my status. He shot back with “I don’t fuck with poz guys - UD or not - ever!” It was so stark and brutal and my first instinct was to tell him to fuck off and block. Instead, I politely replied that if he only plays bareback, he may shag someone not as upfront as I am - if he hasn’t already done do - and may possibly have reason to reconsider his attitude in the future. And then I blocked.

Chapter 4 I looked at him and said before you go I have something for you to see. I hit play on the video on my laptop. His mouth dropped and he was speechless. I said, "I think you better sit down now." He sat down next to me. I said "so this is how it is going to work. Going forward I own you. You cannot say no to me or refuse anything I tell you. If you do I will share this video with Austin and Walter. But most importantly I will personally drive to your house and show your parents." He interrupted with, "You dont know where I live." I quickly responded, "yes, I actually have a picture of your ID, which I took while you were cleaning yourself up in the bathroom just now. Look right here in my phone." The look of fear took over his face and I couldn't help but smirk. I then said, "your first order is to unlock your phone and give it to me." He responded, "I would but I left it in Austin's room." I suggested he better go get it quickly before I get annoyed. He got right up and brought back his phone to me. He unlocked it while handing it to me and goes, "why do you want my phone?". I responded, "Well there are a few reasons. First, I am adding myself to your phone under the name Master. Second, I am going to push your entire contact list to my cloud in case you get any ideas about not listening to me. If you fail to please me then your entire world will know about you." He looked at me with giant puppy eyes and said, "Please don't do that. My life will be over. My parents will kick me out and I'll have no place to live. I will do whatever you say. Just please let this stay our secret." On that note, I knew it was time to put him to the test. I told him then he better get on his knees and start sucking my cock. "This time I wont be using any lube besides your saliva so you better make sure you do a good job." He immediately got to his knees and started working my cock like a pro. I was quickly impressed how great of job he was doing with the proper motivation. I think he was trying to make me cum from just sucking me but I wasn't going to allow that. I stopped him and rested my cock right on his lips. I told him how pathetic he was and that is only purpose in life was to please guys. I then spit right on his face and like clock work he got up from his knees and went on the bed putting his ass in the air for me. I accepted the invitation and rammed my cock in hard and fast. He yelped and I thought Austin and Walter were going to wake up. I said, "keep making noise like that and your buddies will see you first hand with my cock in you." He grabbed a sheet and stuffed it in his mouth to silence himself. I just kept pounding him hard. His hole was definitely a lot looser this time but the thought of releasing another round of poz seed in his beaten up hole made me so horny. After about 10 minutes I unleased my second deposit of poz cum in his innocent little hole. I pulled out of him and told him to put his clothes on and go back over to the other room and sleep. I also told him he wasn't allowed to clean up first and that he had to sleep with my cum in his hole all night. The next morning Walter and Austin got up and said they were headed out for a bit. I asked them where Duke was and they said he's still sleeping. So we figured we would go do our thing quick and let him sleep. I said, "Oh well that's thoughtful of you. I hope you two have fun." Austin responded, "with yeah, we should be back in 2 hours if he wakes up before we get back let him know." I said no problem and out the door they went. I watched out the window as his car drove away and I proceeded down the hall to my son's room and opened the door. There Duke was sleeping on the floor like a baby. I could not pass up an opportunity like this...

Impregnation talk is a big turn on for me love hearing a guy beg to be knocked up

It started 3 years ago. I just turned 20 and was looking for mature bottom man online for relationship. I found a guy who is highly educated and was similar to my profile and we chatted and decided to meet up. I came to his appartment and he kissed me and took my dick out my pant and sucked it. God that felt so good. I then rimmed his ass and when I am putting a condom on my cock he said do it without condom. I was surprised that being a doctor he asked me to fuck bare. Me be because he knew that was my first time. I stick my cock bare inside him and it felt heavenly good. I fucked him deep and gave him my load deep inside his ass. I was so satisfied. Since then I always bare with him as I don't play around.

If you need a cum dump, I'll volunteer 😈😜

My first encounter was a school function at 16. We split a hotel room with a neighboring school because we had uneven numbers in FBLA (future business leaders of America). I was in a room of three so shared a room with a kid from the neighboring school. He was a sexy black guy. In the middle of the night we ended up getting close to each other and we were both definitely hard. Nothing happened until the second night when I was the big spoon and he reached around to feel my cock. He turned around and lowered himself and started sucking me. then he told me to turn over and just started fucking my ass. After he did me, I crawled on top of him and fucked him. hooked on bareback and BBC ever since

Was hit and miss with using condoms in my late teens and early twenties, but a poz (UD) guy I was seeing for a bit put me on the right path - haven’t used a condom since - don’t plan on either!

Hot stories, love how guys will go raw even with a wife or husband at home

Oh Fuck Yes ! Multi loads - Who is your Daddy baby father ! Love and adore the Boipussies , Femboys , Gurlyboi's - all those who enjoy being Fem's - sexly clothes - makeup - completely smooth - maybe smoking - kick it on !

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.

Thank you all for the continued responses to my post. I'm turned on by the chasing/gifting aspect of pregnancy and love reading posts and fiction when guys are talking about "getting pregnant" and getting "knocked up" and "bred". I really loved Chesire_Cub and Schven's responses regarding the bug-chasing parallels. Most of my experience has been with woman and with guys who fantasize about conceiving and actually being pregnant. I've shared the following fantasy with a few guys and wanted to post it hear for kinkygradstudent, NC_guy, samsonfifty, carwestie and headnurse20 who share my fascination with baby making. Here goes, hope you enjoy: I would love the idea of knocking you up and watching your belly grow with my baby inside you. I want to fill you with my DNA and watch your body grow and change from the billions of sperm I planted in you. As you got bigger and your pregnancy progressed I'd dress you up in maternity lingerie that showed off your huge gravid stomach and every chance I got I would slip my bare cock into you and reach around to rub that big pregnant belly, holding you tight in both arms an running my hands all over you, squeezing milk from your swollen breasts into my palms and then gently rubbing it all over your big stomach. I'd treat you like a lady but you'd feel my cock flex every time I slid my hands down over your big stomach to find your hard cock. I'd hold your belly with one hand and stroke your cock with the other while I gently pumped my rod into you. I'd roll over onto my back and pull you on top of me, your cock and big knocked up stomach pointing straight at the ceiling and my bare cock still inside you. I'd tell you to squeeze your breasts and spray milk up so it can rain down on us. Milk would arch from your nipples and cover us as I thrust into you from below. Your belly and tits would be slick with your milk and I'd coat my hands with and reach around to stroke you. My cock would still be deep inside you and I'd whisper in your ear that I wanted you to shoot your load up onto your stomach and cum all over our baby. I'd tell you I can't wait to pump your fertile body so full of my sperm that I'm going to give you twins next time. As the thought of being bred by me and growing big again and again with our babies makes you shoot your load. I'd aim your cock towards your belly and say "shoot that cum all over our baby, cum on our baby!" as you pumped ropes of hot cum all over your pregnant belly. As you felt each pulse of jizz leave your cock you'd feel my cock twitch as I pumped thick spurts of virile sperm into your body, just like I did the night I knocked you up. As your orgasm subsided I would slip my cock out of you and slide out from under you, leaving you on your back with your legs spread for me, your pussy gaping open and dripping with sperm. I'd kneel between your legs and lick the sperm and breastmilk from your tummy and push it into your mouth with kisses. I would get turned on feeling your cock trapped between my hard stomach and your big round belly. I'd comment that you were getting too big for your lingerie and that I'd have to take you shopping for something bigger. Thinking about dressing my pregnant lover up like a woman expecting would make my cock would rise again. I'd lift your legs, raise your balls and sink the cock that got you pregnant back inside you, using my last load as lube and telling you that I couldn't wait to knock you up again. I'd lean down and start to nurse the milk from your breasts as I pumped my hard cock back into your pregnant pussy. Will any of you write back and tell me about how you'd like me to get you pregnant in the first place? What would you do, what would you say, what would you wear? Let's make some babies.Thanks all for the replies. I hope to hear from you.

4. Greg "I guess. Sure," Nathan said. "It's not that exciting." Uncle Nate turned on the light by the bed. It was too bright at first, but my eyes quickly adjusted. I followed him into the bathroom, still amazed at the beauty of his body. I didn't know exactly how old he was; all I knew was that he was my father's younger brother. That probably put him in his mid-forties. There was a hint of grey in his goatee and on his chest, and a few lines on his face. But these only added to his character to him, each one a part of the story of a life that I desperately wanted to be part of. As I walked, I could feel the lube, sweat and a bit of sperm lubricating my ass cheeks. Inside, I knew there were three loads of Nathan's pozcum slowly getting absorbed by my body. A battle was raging between the virus and my immune system, each trying to best the other. Alan's immune system had lost that battle. Nathan's had lost that battle too. And Jason's had also lost that battle. And I knew eventually my immune system would loose as well. More over, I didn't want to win it. Even though I knew it was pointless, I tried to will my immune system to give into the inevitable sooner rather than later. In the harsh light of the bathroom, Nathan's cock was still semi-hard and glossy from my ass, one last drop of semen at it's tip. He pulled out a pill case, and opened one of the compartments. He took out three pills and put them by the small sink. "Jason always counts out my pills, and I count out his," he explained. "It reminds us that we have to take care of each other. And that we are now and forever diseased men." He poured a glass of water, put all the pills in his mouth, and took a swig. He swallowed. "There. Nothing exciting, you see." He looked me over. I was still aroused from getting fucked, and watching him nurture his virus got my cock rock hard again. "But you seemed to like watching it." "I usually jerk off three times a day," I said. "I've only cum once in the past two days." The trip had been an ordeal. Most days, even the slightest grin from Uncle Nate would get my cock stirring, and today, seemingly anything and everything got me hard. Standing naked with him in the small bathroom, his masculine scent filling the room was almost more than I could stand. "Doesn't seem very nice of me to make you suffer," Nathan said as we walked back into the bedroom. "I don't want you to fuck me until we know you're shooting live ammo. But there are other things." He shoved me on to the bed. I couldn't help but fell onto the bed as he kneeled down in front of me. And before I could even react, he swallowed my cock completely. He didn't stop as my dickhead went right into his throat. As he pulled off my shaft and concentrated on my cockhead, I thought I was going to shoot right away. But I held off; I wanted to enjoy Nathan's blow job. Uncle Nate knew how to suck cock. Unlike all the other guys who had sucked me off, he had years of experience, both giving and getting head. I squirmed in pleasure as his tongue went across my piss slit, followed by him once more swallowing my shaft. He slowed down a bit, getting into the groove of cocksucking. I took the chance to pull myself up to watch a master at work. It was a sight to behold. This amazing, masculine man was kneeling down in front of me, his lips wrapped around my cock, worshipping it. The world had shrunk to just me, my dick, and my eager supplicant in front of me. My cock seemed to be the only good thing in Nathan's world, and he made sure I knew his only job was to get me off. I reached back and grabbed the poppers. I did a hit, then held them under his nose. The poppers both hit us at the same time. His strokes became longer and deeper, his worship of my shaft more intense. For me, not just my cock was throbbing in pleasure but my entire body was shaking. I knew I was going to shoot soon. "Fuck, Uncle. I'm gonna cum," I said, between gasps for air. He made no move to stop. His goatee was pressed hard against the base of my cock. I still couldn't believe this was happening to me. I would have done anything for this man, my personal model of the perfection of masculinity. But it was him, my idol, who was on his knees. It was him who was sucking on my young cock. It was him who was going to let me shoot my load in his mouth. It was him who was going to swallow my spunk. These thoughts were too much for me. My balls drew up tight, and my cock stiffened. "I'm going to cum," I managed to grunt. He pulled off my cock just enough for my head to fill his mouth. He ran his tongue around the head, and I lost all control of my body. I came hard, my cock leaking a constant dribble of cum right into his mouth. I felt him swallowing every drop, like a fine, precious fluid. He didn't stop sucking on me until my balls were drained of semen. Even after I had more than finished, he kept my cock in his mouth. He tried to get every drop, tormenting me as my head had become super-sensitive. "Fuck, that was good," I said, finally pulling his head off of me. "I've never had anyone let me cum in their mouth before." "Really?" he asked. He was smiling, but bit of sperm had leaked onto his goatee. I didn't think it was possible, but the cum in his facial hair made him seem even more masculine than before. He was more than confident enough in himself that he could suck another man off and even swallow his sperm. "I hate to see something that delicious go to waste," he said, as his tongue flicked over his goatee, lapping up the last of my load. He stood up and turned out the lights. "Now, time for us to get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow." He curled up next to me, wrapping his arms around me. I was totally relaxed from the blow job. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep, safe in Nathan's arms. I slept soundly, even as Nathan got up early and went for a run. I didn't wake up until he slammed the door shut behind him as he came back. Even in the early morning, the Texas heat was present. Nathan was dripping sweat and his t-shirt was sticking to his body. "Good morning, boy," he said, as he pulled off his shirt and threw it in the corner. "Sleep well?" "Yeah, I did." He was still breathing hard, and sweat was running down his chest. I wanted to bury my face in his sweat-soaked hair, and feel his cock probe my tender hole. I always woke up hard, but knowing that I still had his cum inside me made my cock throb. I wanted more. "Good run?" "Hot out," he answered. "But it was good. I needed to think a bit." "About?" I asked, even though we both knew exactly what he wanted to think about. He had fucked me bareback three times the night before. He had shot his HIV-laden sperm into my unprotected hole. And I had begged him to do it. "Last night. Wondering if you had really thought it through, what you were getting yourself into. You know, it's probably not too late to change your mind." "I'm know I'm not going to change my mind," I replied. I threw off the sheets, exposing my hard cock. "And I know he's not going to change his mind." My cock was already dripping a bit of pre-cum. I spread my legs, letting him catch a glimpse of my well-fucked hole. "I thought you were going to say that." He reached down to his running shorts. If his cock was soft, the shorts could only barely contain his package. And he wasn't soft now. He pulled the shorts and a jockstrap down, releasing his cock. "I want this so badly," he said. He paused, his cock getting harder. "But, I know that's my cock thinking for me. My virus thinking for me. It's not what my brain is telling me." I didn't say anything, but just spread my ass open, letting him see how vulnerable I was. He ran a finger over his shaft. "I'm you're godfather, you know. I'm supposed to guide you into adulthood." "And sometimes, give me things that my father can't," I countered. "Help me with issues I can't talk about with anyone else." "You're sure about this?" he asked, once more. "For months now. Even after I've shot my wad, jerking off to your movie." "You know I'll always be here for you," he said. "And I hope this is the right thing. For both of us." "I know. And it is," I said. As serious as this discussion was, it had turned me on like nothing else. "I guess you're wanting another load this morning." The shorts and jock dropped to the floor. He stepped out of them, leaving him naked except for the running shoes and a watch. "Fuck yeah, Uncle." I tossed him the lube, and grabbed the poppers. "Don't take off the shoes. Just fuck me like that." It was the culmination of every gym coach fantasy I had ever had, and this time it was true. I got on all fours at the edge of the bed, my ass up in the air. I wanted his cock in me. No, I needed his cock in me. And I was itching for more of his poz cum. As much as I wanted his cock, Uncle Nate was determined to prolong my agony. He knelt down and stuck his face in my ass. His tongue easily found my hole, and began to tease and probe it. "Oh yeah boy. I can taste my sperm up there." I ground my ass against his face, feeling the prickly goatee against my tender ass. I did a hit of the poppers. "Please Nate. Put another load up there," I moaned. I was in heat, and needed to be bred by my sweaty, studly Uncle. "You want it?" He wasn't giving in to my pleading easily, as his tongue continued to probe my hole. "You really want my HIV?" "Fuck yes. I want your poz rod in my neg hole. Breed me, Uncle Nate. Shoot your load in me." The poppers took control of my thinking. My world was now centered on my ass and my hole needed a cock to fill it. "Right on, boy. My twisted, slutty boy, taking my raw rod." He had stood up, and his cockhead was right against my hole. "You'll do anything for this cock, won't you?" "Anything, Uncle. Just fuck me. Now." He finally put me out of my misery: he pressed against my ass and the head slid in. I leaned into him, and the rest of his cock entered me. "Fuck me hard, Uncle. Pound my hole." He grabbed my hips, and answered my pleas. His cock pistoned in and out. He had put on just enough lube to smooth his entry, but not enough to make it easy for me. I felt every millimeter of his shaft against my hole: he stretched it out, he explored it, he made it his own. My own cock was leaking pre-cum, and without thinking, I let my hand go down and start to stroke it. Nate reached down and pulled my hand away. "Not yet Greg. You'll get off. But on my schedule." He slammed his cock deep, reminding me who was in control. Then he returned to his steady, relentless pounding of my hole, still holding my hands behind my back. This was more than I had initially bargained for, and I needed another hit of the poppers. But he was holding on to my hands, forcing me to take his cock straight up. "You ok, boy?" he asked, suddenly aware of how his massive cock was tearing up my hole. "I'll take anything you give me," I answered, gasping for breath between his forceful strokes. I wanted to impress him. I knew he had fucked more guys than I could count. I imagined that they had all been able to take him without a problem. I didn't want to be the weak one. I wanted to be a special man for him, I was going to start by taking him all the way, until he shot his precious load in me. Even though I was biting the sheets to keep from whimpering, I wasn't going to make him stop before he had his orgasm. I was glad he couldn't see my face. If he could, I knew he would stop. "Don't worry, Greg. I'm going to come soon." He let go of my arms, and I did a hit of poppers. Then I offered the bottle to him. He took it, and he did a long hit. "You want my poz cum, Greg?" he asked as he put away the bottle. "Please Uncle. Shoot it in me. Rip open my ass and fill it with your toxic sperm." Fueled by the poppers, I didn't care how it felt. This was all part of the process I had to go through to get what I needed so badly. "Take it, Greg. Take my cum" He slammed his cock into my hole. "Fucking. Take. My. Deathseed." Each word was punctuated by a deep thrust into me and a spurt of cum. With the last one, he didn't pull out again, but left his cock inside of me. He was gasping for air, his chest heaving. "Damn. That was intense." Nathan collapsed on top of me. His chest was covered in another layer of sweat. I was shaking from the intensity of the fuck. Neither one of us could speak at first. "Good morning, boy," he finally whispered in my ear, once he had caught his breath. "Shower?" he asked. He pushed himself up, and carefully pulled his cock out of my hole. As best I could, I kept my ass tight, not wanting to loose a single drop of his deadly seed. "Want to just get on the road? It's not like we have to impress anyone," I replied. "By the end of the day, you know we will reek of sweat, sperm, sex and weed." "What's wrong with that?" I asked. I got off the bed, and pulled on a pair of board shorts. I grabbed a tank top and sandals. "I'm ready for it."