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CHAPTER 3: WITHOUT MERCY White hair had blasted into fucking Tyler’s ass like a psycho at this point. Where Jax was trying to create some measure of dark lovemaking, White hair was just blitzing Tyler’s ass like a fiend. There was no mercy, and these huge cocks on all these twinks were just going to open him up to the extreme. “Cmon you fucking faggy faggy faggot take this big fucking dick”, White hair pounded mercilessly, running his hands up and down Tyler, pulling his head up to kiss him, then slamming him back down on the table. “Oh shit you sure are a fucking dirty bitch!” Jax leaned over to Tyler and kissed him deeply. Tyler’s body was flailing wildly and completely, and Jax was surprised at how well Tyler was taking it as a champ. “This is only the tip of the iceberg my love”, Jax cooed. Moans were all that were heard from Tyler. His chest heaved heavily, his body covered in his own cum stains. “Fucking Jax cmon I’m tearing this bitch up like the goddamn trash he is”, White hair groaned. Jax shot White hair a look of a pure hatred, “Watch yourself Bastion!”, he yelled. So Bastion was White hair’s name. The thought entered Tyler’s head and then was gone in a fleeting moment as further brutality was brought upon him by Bastion. “Oh Bastion!” Tyler moaned, which only turned Bastion into a higher level of maniac that was just losing his mind on Tyler’s perfect twink ass. Another boy came up behind Bastion, turning his head back, deeply making out with him, and then sliding into Bastion with no lube and no effort. The new boy fucking Bastion had a more guttural voice. “Fuck this is such a nasty slut hole you have Bastion!” he groaned. “Shut the fuck up whore boy you love my fucking nasty hole You know its been seeded by a horrific amount of nasty fucks! Tell me you love it! Tell me you love it! Each thrust new boy pumped into Bastion ricocheted into Tyler. Tyler was in the clouds at this point. Bliss was an understatement, it felt like he understood the world, his purpose, his life, all in an instant. Of course he was then transported back to the present with another boy egging him on about cheating on Brandon. “Oh shit look at this hot boy of yours that loves you so much!” the boy held Tyler’s phone in front of him, “You nasty fucking cheating whore. How easily you fucking broke for our perfect bodies and massive dicks. You have to be the weakest piece of shit I’ve ever met!!” The boys were laughing maniacally, and Tyler gazed at Jax to see his own reaction. Sadly, Jax was laughing as well, but Tyler felt comfort in Jax appearing to oversee the operation. Was this gorgeous skinny twink the leader of the rest of these gorgeous skinny twinks? Tyler yelled in pain as Bastion went has hard and crazy yet. He had pulled the other boy out of his loose hole so he could get maximum leverage on pulling completely out and ramming back into to Tyler. Unlike Jax, this wasn’t a slow thrust that shook his every being, waiting for the reverberations to quiet before pulling out and going again. No, these we wild full insane thrusts quickly in and out of Tyler. Cum was still dripping from Jax’s unfathomably large load and Tyler could feel it running down the back of his ass and could hear the commotion under him has boys fought for the recycled loads. Bastion pulled his face up to Tyler screaming at the top of his lungs, “get on the ground with me now and ride my fucking massive cock like garbage you are whore!!!” Grabbing Tylers neck he snapped him up off the table, slamming him to the ground. Bastion rolled on to his back still scream, “Get on it! Get on it! Get on it fucking now! You don’t waste my fucking time you psycho!” Tyler obliged, sliding right down on to Bastion’s dick, the sound of his soaked ass squealing as he plunged himself up and down as the boys encircled him again, touching him, kissing him, and whispering utter filth in his ears. Tyler looked like he had gotten out of the shower, he glistened in the smokey light of the room. He watched Jax pacing around the group, like a shepherd watching his sheep, a sadistic yet gratifying grin on his mouth. For the first time, Tyler saw Jax’s back. Between his shoulder blades, in bold lettering he saw it. Tattooed for all to see “HOMEWRECKER”. Extreme guilt shook Tyler to his very being, but Bastion was not going to let him slow down. “FUCK. YOUR. CHEATING. ASS. ON. MY. RAW. DICK. NOW!” Again, the screaming was like something from a horror film. Tyler came again without even thinking, someone gently licking his lips as he stared at the mark on the boy he was falling in love with. So perfect, yet he was fucked up. Tyler ran the gamut in his head of every emotion and every memory of his beautiful Brandon to the massive amount of guilt that he was having in this moment. “Every fucking thrust into you I want to hear the name of the boyfriend you are mercilessly cheating on you fucking trash!” the psycho Bastion screamed. Tyler had no other thought but to oblige, at first whispering Brandon’s name but as Bastion egged him on more and more, it went from a whisper to him screaming on every thrust. “What a goddamn animal you are you filthy twink!!” Bastion roared with pleasure. Tyler continued screaming Brandon’s name and it felt like Bastions dick grew another inch. He wasn’t just touching Tyler’s prostrate, he was pounding it into oblivion. Tyler’s head was spinning, the music still pulsing through him. His dick was covered in his own cheating boy juices and yet another massive load shot up in the air without him touching himself at all. Bastion roared louder that a tornado, and pulled out of Tyler slamming into him with the fury of hellfire, their eyes met, the stars aligned, their mouths gaped open and Bastion threw Tyler on his back when what felt like a garden hose unleashed inside him. Cum was spraying so deeply in him, sloshing and slamming his prostate. He kept crying out Brandon’s name. Bastion was laughing maniacally, out of control, and his whole body was convulsing from the orgasm he was having. The rest of the boys were holding him up and inside Tyler, who’s hole was so loose now it was like a fountain dripping cum everywhere. “Oh baby,” Bastion exclaimed, his voice much more soft and loving, “you are one amazing devil boy!”. He kissed Tyler with all his might, sending shivers all down Tyler’s spine. The rest of the boys began to fight for Tyler’s hole, and the night progressed. Bastion was certainly the wildest, he would watch for sometime and then jump back in just to blow another big load into Tyler. He’d push the boys fucking him off just to get back inside. He was certainly the wild one of the bunch, yet none of the boys were tame. Filth just poured from their mouths at every turn, the fucking was extremely high energy and Tyler was experiencing the pinnacle of pleasure, at least that’s how he felt inside. A river of cum poured out of Tyler every time another boy pulled out. Bastion was loving up on Jax as the last few boys were dumping their loads into Tyler’s unfaithful hole. They were making out as Bastion asked Jax, “Do you think there’s anything left of his soul?” Jax laughed, kissing Bastion like it was their wedding night, such a gross display of lust and affection. “Baby”, Jax said to Bastion, “There’s plenty left, you know that. And this is truly nothing compared to the next weeks and months upcoming!” The continued kissing like animals, lust visually apparent between them. “You know there are many more harbingers my deep love!” Harbingers? Tyler heard that word. He also heard that this wasn’t the end. The last boy had finally finished with him and the crowd wish disbursing to other couches, rooms, alcoves to continue making love to each other. Tyler was laying on the floor, a gigantic river of cum pouring out his hole pooling on to the ground. Bastion pulled away from Jax and ran over to Tyler, the mania clear in his eyes, “Bastion!” Jax cried, but he knew it was in vain. Bastion grabbed Tyler’s sticky hair, pulling him off as his back. He mashed his tongue into Tyler hard, Tyler reacting accordingly, his hands attempting to grab on to Bastion’s perfect body, not only to grope, but for support. Getting Tyler sitting upright the psycho came out of Bastion. “You see that fucking lake of cum from the most gorgeous twink sluts on the planet just pooling there on the floor?” Bastion, again was yelling. Tyler’s eyes were only half opened, he was exhausted. He was in a perpetual state of enormous pleasure. Getting on his hands and knees, he began to glide his tongue on the floor, eating all the cum in sight. Jax walked up around Bastion, putting his arm around his tiny waist. The just continued to admire Tyler’s debauchery as he cleaned the dirty floor with his tongue. Bastion eventually retreated back into the shadows, leaving Jax and Tyler alone on the couch. Tyler got dressed, not saying anything, tears streaming down his face. Jax kissed Tyler deeply, and Tyler reacted as if he was kissing Brandon, which was how deeply they connected. Jax took Tyler’s hand and walked him towards the exit door. Tyler had said nothing. It was 2:00AM and Jax opened the outer door that somehow magically opened into the parking lot. Not many cars remained, but Tyler, through his teary eyes, saw his rusty old Toyota Corolla sitting in the lot. Without saying anything to Jax, Tyler began to stumble towards his vehicle. The cool night air hit is skin like a knife, but a welcome one, cooling him greatly. Tyler didn’t look back at Jax. He got into his car, sunk into the seat, and began to sob profusely. Several minutes of sobbing, and then confusion as to why his dick was still uncontrollably rock hard, and how he felt like he didn’t even have a hole anymore, a face appeared at his driver’s side window. Jax. Tyler unlocked the car door, and Jax slipped in through the passenger side, and gently placed his hand on Tyler’s skinny thigh. They sent in silence for a bit as Tyler sniffled. Tyler scrolled through his phone and was astonished at the amount of texts that went back and forth between Brandon and the boys pretending to be Tyler. If Brandon had any doubts, those boys had fortified literally everything for him, not to say that Tyler thought Brandon would have any doubts, at least not at this point. “So, are you mine now?” Jax asked Tyler. Tyler was just shaking his head back and forth, disgusted with himself. He said nothing. “How truly guilty do you feel at this point?” Jax asked Tyler. “Unbelievably guilty” “Good”, Jax said matter of factly. Tyler shot him a look of hatred which Jax shot right back at him, causing Tyler to cower a bit. “This had to happen in this manner for you to learn the power of guilt on your sex drive and your deviancy. So how are you are right now? It feels right doesn’t it. You have to get past the part that feels wrong, but then you realize that hiding underneath it, its pure bliss.” Jax caressed Tyler’s extremely hard dick. “See, deep down, you know I am right for you. You loved cheating on him unprotected.” Tyler sighed, he turned to say something but he met Jax’s lips with the same intensity that Jax had kissed Bastion. Lust again poured through Tyler’s veins, his dick beginning to precum again. Jax moaned as his hand slid into Tyler’s tight undies and felt his love juice pouring out of his dick. Slowing Jax began to edge Tyler. Tyler moaned. He moaned harder, he wanted to tell Jax to stop but he couldn’t. “Oh Jax”, he softly cooed. Jax immediately changed his persona and backhanded Tyler across the face. “Call me by HIS name!” Jax demanded. “Oh Brandon!” Tyler just responded. There was no fighting this. Jax continued to kiss Tyler’s neck while he edged Tyler’s dick. Tyler just moaned Brandon’s name over and over, his dick fully lubed by his own cum in Jax’s had. “Will you continue this journey with me?” Jac inquired as he started to speed up stroking Tyler’s dick. “I love you you know.” Tyler just moaned in ecstasy at this point, useless and broken, he signed, “I will continue with you baby.” Jax now moaned heavily. “Understand, you can always say no, but once you say no, that’s it forever. We will never force you to do anything, but once a no is given, it all ends forever.” Jax twirled his tongue on Tyler’s neck, who’s dick began to pulse heavily. In as sultry a voice as possible, Jax whispered in his ear, “Cum for me baby. Brandon is nothing. I am everything. You will learn to love what you have created.” Tyler screamed and his dick exploded in his jeans, covering Jax’s hand. Slowly, Jax retracted his hand from Tyler’s pants, and Tyler appropriately ate his own load. Before swallowing, Jax pressed against Tyler’s lips and began swapping the cum between their mouths. “You’re in deep Tyler,” Jax said, “very deep.” It only gets more maniacal from here. Tyler’s dick was still hard. Pulsing. He longed for Jax to be inside him again, or to be Bastion’s fuck doll, and yet he longed to be back in Brandon’s arms, with everything normal, not being the hellion that he had become in a matter of hours. Jax smiled at the confusion on Tyler’s face. He know what Tyler was experiencing. He opened the door to leave the car. “Better get home to your boyfriend now my love.” Jax was back to speaking plainly and mundanely. “Do not look for me, we will be connected very soon.” “Tyler looked annoyed, still with a hard cock pressing against his jeans. “What do you mean not look for you? I just fucking told you I loved you.” “Just live your life.” Jax closed the door and strut way. The silhouette of Bastion stood in the doorway that they exited from, waiting for Jax. Tyler watched the light reduce to a sliver, then disappear, as Jax reentered the club. Back in the club the boys all stared at Jax as he reemerged from the outdoors. The most wicked smile filled his face. He took a turn down another hallway and down some stairs. The boys he brushed against as walking by them, touched him, with admiration, lust, jealously, and love. Down more hallways, these made of brick, deep in the ground, around many more corners, he approached a door. The door had the moniker stamped on it of “Harbinger of Change and Infidelity.” He turned the key in the door, and then he disappeared from the hall. Brandon came home to finding Tyler in bed, fast asleep. It must have been a very dance-filled night at the club.

A Greedy Bottom Thursday and Friday had been pretty brutal work-wise. I'd finished up at eight both days and really just wanted to veg out the rest of both nights. The baggie of green I'd picked up the previous weekend helped relax me and by ten on Friday I was totally baked. It had been a while since I had gotten that high, but I really needed it. Unfortunately, that meant I was going to be going back to the dispensary sooner than I had planned. The blinking light on my hookup phone caught my eye but it took a while for my foggy mind to realize what it was. I got the phone to see who wanted to hook up. I wasn't in any shape to go out and meet anyone, which was just as well since the message from Chase said "really? u want 2 meet again? bz this wkend tho." Saturday was a sleep-in day and I got up just before noon. I got some stuff done in the afternoon but while I was in the grocery store, just about every guy made me hard. I'm sure some of the guys thought I'd stuffed my jock since the bulge was much bigger than normal. A few days without sex or even stroking myself off and I was horny as fuck. I grabbed the last few things on the list and went to check out. "Someone really likes the merchandise" the dark blond cashier said with a smile. I realized he was staring at my crotch and the smile became a big fucking grin. "Tight jeans and tank were probably the wrong things to wear today" I thought to myself before saying "Yeah... been too long" sheepishly. He smiled back at me and as I grabbed the bags he handed me my receipt and said "I can help. Call me." It had been a while since I'd had someone hit on me like that but it felt good. I wasn't sure why I was embarrassed, but I knew I needed to fuck and figured I'd take the easy way out and hit the bathhouse again that night. "Damn, I haven't been there that many times in a month since I was a young pup" I muttered to myself on the walk home. After I got there, I put everything away and grabbed a beer, settling onto the couch with my phone as I went through the apps. Nothing caught my eye which just made the decision to head back to the baths easier. I crashed for an hour or so and then got ready. Walking back out of my building I noticed the ground was damp and a mist filled the air. The rain, while light, seemed to keep a lot of guys away and I walked right into the bathhouse on a Saturday night. After stuffing my things in the locker, I wrapped the towel around my waist and went prowling. The dance floor was wide open as were the few play spaces on the first floor. I barely made it fifty feet on the second floor when someone grabbed my shoulder from behind. "Oh thank god. This place is filled with nothin but bottoms" RJ said loudly over the music. I laughed, knowing the balance was always skewed heavily towards bottoms there, even pre-covid. It meant the tops got to tap who they wanted and to be honest, I wasn't really planning on meeting up with him that night. With the memory of fucking Chase fresh in my mind, my dick wanted some more new meat. "How about a good long fuck this time? Really wreck my pussy instead of the samplers you gave me the last few times?" he asked. "Oh? I didn't give you not enough dick or cum the last couple times?" I asked with a chuckle. "No!" he replied a little too enthusiastically. "Well... I really should spread the love out and give a few other guys the chance to feel my dick inside them. I've seen several tonight that I've never fucked... and if they're all bottoms..." I said with a smirk. His face went blank and his jaw dropped. I knew that he was planning on getting at least some of my dick tonight and suddenly the thought that he might go home unfucked was becoming a reality. I took pity on him and leaned in close. "Maybe not a marathon session, but I'll scratch that itch" I whispered in his ear. RJ gave me a big smile and nodded, knowing he couldn't really push it or he'd end up with nothing more than giving a blowjob to another bottom. "I got a room upstairs" he said before turning and heading down the hall to the third floor stairs. I followed him, planning on giving him a longer fuck than last time but still saving some of my seed for some other lucky bottom. We reached his room and as soon as we were inside he dropped to his knees and was on my cock in a flash. Apparently I didn't realize how eager RJ was to get fucked because he devoured my dick. Without any help from me, his nose was pressing into my pubes in under a minute. It took me a little longer for my cock to get fully hard and when it was, he had it sliding down into his throat. Years of practice had gotten him to easily take almost any hard dick he could find. I let him go for a short while before I took control. With my hands behind his head, I plowed in hard and stayed there. He lasted longer than I expected, but finally I felt him start to fade. Most guys will fight and pull off, but RJ didn't. He knew I wouldn't put him in any real danger of suffocating and he was right. I withdrew just far enough for him to gasp and fill his lungs back with oxygen. Once he was back, I started to fuck his face for a few more minutes. Whether my cock head was brushing past his lips or plunging into his throat, he just took it. When I pushed him off and stepped back, he knew what was coming next. He stayed on his knees and looked up at me like a puppy, waiting for the next treat. All I did was turn my head and look at the stained mattress and he leapt off the floor, jumped on the bed and knelt down with his ass over the edge. "Go easy at first, my ass is still sore from Wednesday" he said apologetically back to me. I chuckled, thinking "he really is out of practice." In the pre-covid days, we used to play up the poz on neg aspect and most of our fucks were rough. We played it like I wanted to destroy his hole so my bug could claim another neg guy. He got off on it and obviously I did too. But both of us knew then that he had the safety blanket of prep so he was never going to get knocked up. I was ok with it since he really was a fun fuck, but I still knew he was never going to be another notch in my belt. Our fucks lately were a lot less edgy but still decent sessions. It was time to fuck him like I used to. "Then you shouldn't have wanted me to fuck you so bad" I snarled. I spit on his hole, pulled back the rest of my foreskin and dragged the bare tip of my cock over his hole. "Oh fuck!" he cried out as my cock stabbed into his hole. From his twitches and writhing, I knew he wasn't lying about still being sore. He used to take this easily. But, I can be a selfish bastard and it didn't slow me down. I pulled all of the way out, grabbed his shoulders and shoved back inside deep. He tried to stifle his next scream but didn't succeed. No one came running to his rescue since the room in the back corner of the third floor was isolated enough that no one heard him scream over the DJ's music. The open door didn't matter, either. Long strokes came next, plowing from tip to base. His cries and whimpering slowly changed into groans as his ass became numb to the abuse. My hands moved from his shoulders to his neck as my assault on his ass continued. This was like our hard fucks of old - brutal and animalistic. Slowly, my fingers wrapped around his neck and got a good hold. It helped me get leverage as my thrusts got even harder. A few guys poked their heads inside the room as I drilled RJ's ass, all smiling and I'm sure most wished it was them getting fucked. I hammered him a for several more minutes and yanked my cock free of his ass. The whine he let out showed me just how much he wanted my cock back in him. At least that's what I thought. I grabbed his legs and rolled him on his back. He seemed surprised at the manhandling, but I wanted to look him in the eye for the rest of our fuck. Lining up, I slammed back in, feeling my balls slap into his ass. His expression changed from anticipation to shock. His eyes got bigger when I pulled back and thrust in again. His legs were over my shoulders and my hands went back to his throat. Many guys would freak out like this but just like with my cock choking him earlier, he knew my hands would only take him to the brink of unconsciousness. My cock drilled in repeatedly. The fuck wasn't as brutal as before, but with my hands squeezing his throat I could sense the tension. A dozen minutes later, I slowed down the pace, but each thrust got harder. We gazed into each other's eyes until it seemed we were looking into each other's soul. He'd grin and then change back to a more serious look. And then do it again. I pulled all the way out, wishing I could see the big gape of his hole but I wasn't going to break our stare to go see. Slamming back in, he gasped and I could feel his throat expand as he sucked the air back in. Drawing back, I made the same move and this time he grunted when I shoved in. I did it a few more times and then he clenched down on my cock. A large spurt of my seed shot into his ass. Each of the next five thrusts pumped more of my tainted seed into his hole. After the second thrust, he started to moan as he felt me start to fill him up. I drove in deep with the last stroke, pumping my poison far into his guts. Gazing into his eyes, he had a huge grin on his face. Going back to my thoughts from earlier about our pre-covid fucks I said "Better hope that prep works good, cuz you just got some pretty potent seed in that wrecked cunt", my face inches from his. It took a few seconds to register, but the grin vanished and he yelled out "Oh.... FUCK!" His face had spun from euphoria to panic in a fraction of a second. "I... uh... thought you were on meds" he said. "Nope. Ran out during covid and couldn't get any more" I said calmly. After several seconds of him blankly staring back at me, it really sunk in and the panic became terror. He stammered out "I stopped during the lockdown and haven't started again yet." My devilish smile told him exactly how I felt. Every neg guy was a potential target for me and hopefully RJ here was going to be carrying my DNA for a long time. My attitude has always been if you're serious about staying neg you don't get bred unless you're on PrEP. My dick was still firmly planted inside of him and he wasn't trying to break free. Frozen was a good description. "Oh my god... Why didn't you say anything?" he asked. "We been doin this for years. We knew where each was - you're always on prep and I'm poz. Why keep bringing it up and kill the mood?" I replied. He still was laying there, my dick slowly softening in his ass as my toxic seed soaked into his body. With my cock now limp, I pulled it out and backed away. "Too late now for pep... I've bred your ass every time we've met since the baths re-opened. Cross your fingers, I guess" I said, just as unemotional as when I'd said the same thing to other neg guys that I bred. His feet fell to the floor and I moved to the door. He followed me down the hall to the stairs and into the main floor showers. Nothing was said as we washed off the sweat and cum. I looked over and saw a few small splotches on his chest and abs and smiled. "Rash?" I thought to myself as I turned the water off and headed to the locker room.

Wanted to get the second chapter out quickly to ensure I didn't leave anyone hanging with the "build up story". I am committed to working on this quite heavily, but I cannot promise 2 long chapters in less than 24 hours every day. 🙂 CHAPTER 2: THE GUILT Tyler walked slowly down the long smokey hallway following the remaining boys. To his right and left there were arched alcoves containing rich leather sofas and tables, almost like a cozy restaurant. The air was filled with smoke, whether it be cigarette smoke or weed, they all mixed together into as sweet and intoxicating aroma. The smell of the all the exceptionally rich leather furniture wafted into his nostrils. The hallway seemed to go on forever, as Tyler glanced back to see Jax closing the door behind him. It did not occur to him to think as to why Jax was so far behind. He just felt that he wanted him close again. Another text from Brandon hit at that point. “You know you’re the greatest thing in the world right?” Brandon’s text said. The momentary spell broken, Tyler responded back to him, “No YOU ARE!”, just as Jax appeared next to him, his perfection almost radiated in this dark atmosphere. He gave a soft smile as his eyes locked again with Tyler. “Keeping up with your man?” Jax inquired. “Yes yes, He’s stuck at work while I’m out having fun,” Tyler sighed. “A pity,” Jax stated plainly, “I’d like to see some pictures of him. I’m sure he’s beautiful.” “For sure!” Tyler perked up, “I have all of our photos organized in an album on my phone!” Jax looked content as the hallway finally opened up into a larger open area. The music, was very different and unnerving than what was playing in the club. This was club music, but it was dark. All minor tones, it sounded devilish, industrial, evil, and manic. It had a trance feeling to it, not the genre, but the mental affects. The boys lead Jax to a set of very plush leather couches near a small tended bar. Tyler then noticed the bartender, wearing a hood and a shiny almost porcelain-looking mask. He was not a twink, he had a hot hairy dad bod, and was only wearing a pair of low rise trunks around his thick waist. “Whatever you’d like to drink is yours,” Jax stated. “Oh, um, I’m good I think,” Tyler responded. “The boys are going to get more comfortable here,” Jax muttered. Almost on queue the boys started to slowly unbutton their shirts in somewhat flowing their bodies with the dark tempos beating throughout the club. “Hey, wait, I told you I’m not here for sex!” Tyler snapped. Jax’s gaze hit Tyler in his soul. “Tyler, sweetie. The boys want to get comfortable. I’m sure you can appreciate their perfect bodies. But I never said you should be touching them. They enjoy showing their perfection, and its hot in here.” Tyler felt himself sink into the seat even more as his eyes caught the most beautiful bodies he’d ever seen. The clothes coming off definitely aroused Tyler. He had a magnificent twink body but every single line and curve, the texture of the skin, the proportions of each of these boys, was madness, it was magnificent. Even the act of just seeing them strip, slowly, with purpose, as their eyes darted back and forth to look at each other, peeking glimpses from him quickly to gauge his approval, was erotic to say the least. Jax also was unbuttoning his shirt. Tyler found it impossible to determine if anyone there had a more perfect body than the other, but Jax just left his shirt open, slowing pulling off his incredibly skinny jeans, revealing his perfectly smooth legs, just like the other boys. All of the boys were wearing the tiniest briefs he’d ever seen, in bright colors. Pink and yellow and seafoam, all adorned their hot bodies on their briefs, and Jax’s were baby blue. “There’s nothing wrong with appreciating the exceptional beauty of our bodies Tyler,” Jax stated. I love seeing my friends as their clothes fall off, its their natural state of beauty.” Tyler gulped. His hands were sweaty, this psychotic trance music felt like it was pumping his blood through his body. Every thump seemed to hit his soul. He felt uncomfortable, trying to stop his mouth from hanging wide open being surrounded by such immense beauty. “So lets see those pictures,” Jax inquired. Tyler handed Jax his phone, opened to the gallery with him and Brandon. Hundreds of pictures of the two of them flooded the gallery, pictures of them looking hot out on whatever excursion they were on, pictures of them kissing, some shirtless pictures as well. All G rated stuff overall. Tyler watched Jax’s eyes dart back and forth, his hand swiping through the listings, occasionally stopping to open a picture, enlarging it. Tyler noticed on him and his friends, the massive cocks sitting in their femboy briefs. Jax’s was growing, ever so slightly. “Hot couple,” Jax stated in his mundane voice. “And you’ve been together long?” “Yes, four years. We are going to get married” “That’s beautiful,” Jax muttered. “And you live close by?” “Not really. We live in the Concorde Apartment tower across town,” Tyler reluctantly said. “Oh,” Jax paused. “Not a safe place. Pretty trashy from my experience.” Jax’s eye developed a twinkle. “Well we both have some shit low paying jobs and it was all we could afford,” Tyler somewhat barked back. The music was overwhelming him, the scent from the boys, the growing cocks, his heart thumping, his hands sweating, all of it was consuming him. Jax smiled, slowing brushing his hand against his massive dick, just once. “Your boyfriend is quite the model,” Jax murmured, his head adjusting back and forth as he was intricately looking at the pictures on Tyler’s phone. “Sorry it aroused me a bit.” Jax handed Tyler back his phone as Tyler looked a little startled. Why was he surrounded by perfectly naked twinks and the head one, or whatever he was, was now throwing inklings about liking his boyfriend? Why did Tyler’s dick jump ever so slightly hearing that? Even the guilt of hearing another boy give his boy a compliment was massive. “Uh, so what exactly is this place?” Tyler tried to change the subject. “Did you not like my compliment towards your boy Tyler?” Jax was unphased by the feeble attempt to change the subject. “Yes it was fine. He’s incredible hot and I enjoy being the love of his life,” Tyler again snipped back. “But what is this place?” Jax relented, “Its simply a club Tyler. It’s the club. There are very few rules here. It speaks to our souls.” Tyler looked around and could start to see dozens of silhouettes of again, the most perfect twink bodies, slowly walking through the heavy smoke. In the larger area they were sitting, with the light rays refracting against the smoke, he could see some enveloped in each others arms, their mouths locked tightly. Another silhouette looked as if a boy was worshipping another, his head slowly working its way down his torso. The music was pounding within him. The dark tones were arousing him. Tyler felt his dick jump slightly again trying not to stare too long to give Jax any reason to question him. “So it’s a sex club?” Tyler meekly questioned. “Its whatever you want it to be,” Jax said in the most sultry tone he had presented yet. Tyler jumped for a second as the boys next to him had moved to their hands slowly caressing each other. They weren’t on top of each other, they were just lustfully touching, their hands somewhat intertwining, their eyes locked to their partner. “Uh, um, this is all cool and everything, but I think I’m going to go,” Tyler stated. He was getting way too uncomfortable at this point. The erotic nature of everything was pouring into him. He jolted out of his seat and started to walk down the hallway again towards the door. Jax grabbed his arm, not in a forceful way, but only to get his attention. “That door you entered through is one way only my dear,” Jax said. “There are no handles or mechanism to leave from that door.” Jax smiled, in a slightly deviant manner. Tyler froze. Was he stuck? What as about to happen? Jax had jumped up from his chair as well and was standing face to face with Tyler. “Don’t look so scared Tyler,” Jax plainly stated. He pointed across the room to another door-shaped archway. That there is the way out. It leads right out to the back parking lot. The back parking lot? They just walked at least three floors down into the earth. Tyler didn’t believe it for a second. And Jax could sense it. Jax motioned to one of the boys on the couch, who were not even phased by the minor distraction of Tyler beginning to freak out. The boys had become more engrossed in each other, their lips were on each other bodies, their tongues gently tasting each other’s perfect skin. One of them, a dark haired one with green eyes, stopped, and got up, strutting his unbelievable body across the room to the “exit” door. With no key or special mechanism, he turned the handle and opened the door. The yellow light from the parking lot flooded into the larger sitting room that they were in. Tyler could see the cars parked outside and recognized the buildings surrounding the building. Tyler was so confused. What realm of confusion was he in. His heart continued to pump with the demonic techno, the silhouettes were acting much more lustful and erratic, and turning back to look at Jax, he felt scared. His eyes met Jax’s again, the strongest most emotional and evocative connection yet. “Tyler, you may leave, at any time.” Jax said coyly. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax was inches from Tyler’s mouth, almost mimicking the moments earlier that night were. Jax inched even closer and Tyler could feel Jax lifting his arm, as he hadn’t let go, towards Jax’s body. Being so close to each other already, it only took a minute blink of an eye before Tyler’s hand was on Jax’s thin boney hip bone. Shockwaves shot through Tyler, immense pulses of unbelievable and indescribable pleasure vibrated through him. The music intensified, the pounding took hold of him. For a moment his gaze broke with Jax because his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The clouds in his head were monstrous. He couldn’t think whatsoever. Regaining his composure for a brief moment he realized Jax’s lips were practically brushing his, and all the boys had surrounded him. “But I hope you don’t”, Jax said bluntly. His lips connected with Tyler’s. Tyler shook, the shockwaves he felt prior were nothing. He felt helpless, but his hand moved around to Jax’s back as an attempt to pull him closer, if only for a second. The pleasure he was feeling was unbelievable, and Jax was barely kissing him. Sweat was pouring down Tyler’s face, he was shaking. He was able to regain composure and pushed Jax back. “I said I was taken!” Tyler howled at Jax. He could feel the hands of the boys beginning to touch him, yet he offered them no objection the way he offered Jax. Again Jax’s stare hit him at his core. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax stated bluntly again. And he waited. His finger outstretched towards the door. His stare deep into Tyler. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler couldn’t move. He felt hands on his hips, one had slipped up his shirt and was touching his skin. The boys were fixated upon him. His body was soaked in sweet. His heart was slamming into his chest. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler felt himself falling towards Jax. His lips moving towards Jax again. Jax broke the moment with a more forceful repeat. “THERE is the door. You are not held here,” Jax said forcefully. Tyler paused. He looked back at the door, now shut. He felt being groped with so much lust he couldn’t believe the sensations. “Give in,” each of the boys was whispering in the lightest sultry voices in his ear as they rotated their hands upon him and their mouths between each other as Tyler was locked in a gaze with Jax. “Make your decision Tyler,” Jax stated plainly again. His voice didn’t seem to waver minus him raising it the third time he told Tyler about the door. He was ridiculously calm. “This is your choice. That is the most beautiful part of this experience. You aren’t forced. Fall into it Tyler, or don’t, but I will not waste my time.” Tyler’s lips smashed in Jax. Hard. Their bodies collided with force. Tyler felt his shirt being unbuttoned, hands caressing new parts of his body. The boys were doing their part to slowly and erotically strip him down. He felt his phone being pulled from his pocket and his jeans fell to his tiny ankles. Kisses and tongues were felt on his neck and the small of his back. Tyler’s dick was now pulsing, pressed up against the massive rod that Jax had protruding from his body. Tyler pushed Jax’s unbuttoned shirt off his body, leaving him there in his underwear. His hands moved up and down the most beautiful body he’d ever touched. “Fuck yeah,” Jax let out in a very different tone than he had presented before. His voice was deviant, dark, sultry. His tongue was exploring every part of Tyler’s mouth. “Love me,” Jax said in an even darker tone. Tylers hands were everywhere on Jax, he couldn’t stop feeling every inch of him. “Tell me to stop Tyler”, Jax taunted. Tyler had no response. He couldn’t tell him to stop. He didn’t want him to stop. He felt Jax gently playing with his nipple piercings. The shockwaves of lust were still pulsing, so hard it felt like physical tremors throughout him. Jax moaned his name, “Tyler”, with more emotion than Jax had displayed yet. The boys had grabbed his phone and were looking through the pictures of Brandon. Their underwear was slipping off, their massive cocks disproportionate to their tiny bodies, rock hard as they looked over Brandon’s shirtless pictures. “He has a new text from Brandon,” one of them called. Tyler paused for a moment, desperate to want to respond to Brandon, whatever he had said. But then he locked eyes again with Jax. “Let the boys be your voice,” that deviant tone flooded out from Jax’s mouth. Again in a trance, Tyler just nodded and plunged his tongue back into Jax’s mouth. Jax’s hands were soaked in Tyler’s sweat. Both their bodies were shaking. “I hope you are having a wonderful time baby!” the text from Brandon said. The boy with the pure white hair and the pink cat eyes, began typing a response. The devious look on his face made the other boys surrounding him snicker in an evil manner. “Baby, I’m having a great time, but its nothing without you. All these beautiful hot guys but no one compares to my Brandon! Gawd you are tuly the best boy in the world and every moment I am away from you I know my love continues to grow deeper for you. I could truly never love anyone besides you!” The response was typed, the message was sent. The white haired twink looked up to see Brandon’s boyfriend with his head pulled back as Jax licked down the side of his neck. His 6 inch dick was leaking pre cum on to the floor. The silhouettes had emerged from the smoke, another 20 or so boys, now groping both the lovers as they transcended time and space. Tyler didn’t know who he was anymore. He had never felt so much lust in pleasure. He felt Jax walking him backward slowly until his little ass hit wet felt to be a table. Jax started to push Tyler back to lie on the table. Tyler again gained a minute amount of composure for a brief second, but succumbed only a moment later. The boys gently guides him gently on to the table. Jax’s massive 12 inch dick was now touching Tylers hold. It was sweaty, and Jax’s dick was soaked in pre cum. “Tell me to stop Tyler,” Jax said again. Jax knew it was time to begin to weave the corruption into the lust. “Tell me if Brandon makes you feel like this.” Tyler said nothing, his eyes couldn’t be seen. His asshole was so wet with the sweat and Jax’s precum. Of course he had waxed every part of his body, he was incredibly smooth. The devil music continued to shake his core. Even the droplets of sweat on his body seemed to pulse with this dark techno. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Again no reaction. Tyler was in a trance. Another text came through and a few of the boys circled around to see what it said. Snickering and devious laughter ensure between them all caressing and kissing each other. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Tyler could only moan. He felt the massive head of Jax’s dick begin to press into his ass. Tyler again gained composure. Looking up at Jax, he exasperatedly said, “Are you using a condom?” The darkness enveloped Jax, his smile devious, his mood content, “Baby, none of us use condoms ever. We share our DNA as is our mission to do. Mine will be swirling in you soon enough. I will be a part of you. Forever. And soon, more of me will be in you than Brandon, and he will fade away.” Jax paused as his head pushed further into Tyler. “Fade away,” he repeated. Further progress into Tylers sweet smooth hole. “Tell me to stop and I will.” A mix of intense pleasure overwhelmed Tyler, tears started to stream from his face. The white hair twink came up to him, showing what was arguably the hottest picture of Brandon on Tyler’s phone. Right in Tyler’s face. “Look at him,” the white haired twink said. Tyler didn’t respond. He was too wrapped up in bliss. The white haired twink grabbed his head roughly by his hair pulling his eyes to look at his phone. “Look at the love of your life. Look at what you are doing. Love the deception Tyler. Love it with all your heart,” the white hair twink began kissing Tyler as Jax pushed hard and deep in one motion all the way into Tyler. Jax’s smooth crotch caressed Tyler’s ass as he was as deep as possible. The white haired twink wasn’t making out with Tyler gently like Jax was. It was animalistic, tongues flinging into each other’s mouths, lust emulating from their bodies. The boys were still touching Tyler’s smooth body up and down. Tyler yelped when Jax bottomed out inside his ass. The pain was intense, but the pleasure was extreme. Jax was transforming in front of Tyler. Instead of the mundane, monotone boy that he had met, he was soaked in sweat himself, breathing heavily, losing his own composing. The lust was all consuming. Jax locked eyes with Tyler again. Tyler was under his control. “I will now fuck you in a manner that you have never been fucked before,” Jax stated plainly, but it was obviously he was filled with fire. His dick slid to the edge of Tyler’s hold and then with a massive amount of energy thrust and slammed deep into Tyler, stopping once he bottomed out again. It was an earthquake within Tyler. His bones shook with the insane force that Jax had slammed into him. He felt reverberations throughout his body over and over again. The eyes locked again. “Call me Brandon,” Jax said to him. This broke Tyler’s bliss for a moment, and he looked deeply into Jax. “I said fucking call me Brandon you fucking cheating slut,” Jax ordered. Again the dick pulled to the edge of Tyler’s ass and another explosive slam back into him. “Fucking say it Tyler!” The boys were surrounding Tyler’s head tightly, many of them begin to make out with him as wildly as the white hair twink had, and many had their lips right next to Tyler’s ears. Tyler heard so many seductive whispers from their mouths. “Cheat on him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Love your infidelity towards him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Enjoy the lies” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “You are descending into darkness.” (an even more explosive slam) “You’ll never want to leave this life.” (with even more power) “Think of how disappointed he would be in you.” “Oh Brandon!!!” Tyler screamed. And his scream reverberated throughout the entire dungeon club. “Yessssssssss, fucking say it!” Jax’s voice dripped in lust Kissing Jax like a wild boy, he exclaimed, “I love you Brandon” An even stronger slam deep into him. It felt like his bones were going to break with the tremors shooting through his body. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!!” Jax roared. And another massive slam into Tyler’s ass. His ass had opened up significantly, he felt loose, and that turned Jax on even more. “Your infidelity is beautiful,” Jax kissed him. Jax stopped the slow pulling out and pile driving into Tyler and his thrust became rhythmic to the dark music playing. The music was maniacal, it created so much lust inside Tyler. He was pulling Jax as deep as he could. “Fuck me Brandon! Please cum inside me!” Tyler screamed again. “Oh baby, you beautiful fucking piece of trash”, Jax continued to pound. The boys were all over each other now. Sucking and fucking was erupting around Tyler. It was a glorification of unprotected sex, lust and bliss. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!” Jax was roaring like a manic. Dripping sweat, he picked up his pace even more. Tylers hole was extremely loose, barely holding Jax’s big dick, which turned Jax on even more. “Give me your fucking heart!!!” Jax screamed. Tyler was soaked, stomach covered in precum. Other boys were dripping sweat on him. Jax was dripping sweat on him. He tasted its saltiness between making out with Jax. “Oh Brandon you make me feel like no one else!!!” Tyler cried. Jax began shaking violently. Throwing his head back he roared and Tyler felt the massive loads of Jax’s cum flooding him. Cum frothed off Jax’s massive dick. “You are my Brandon!!!!!!!” Tyler screamed. Tyler’s chest heaved in lust and ecstasy. He longed to become one with Jax. Jax orgasm continued, pumping extreme amounts of thick cum deep inside Tyler. Jax caught his breath and pulled out of Tyler. Gargantuan amounts of gobs of cum leaked from Tyler’s hole and the boys raced to get under it and drink it all. They were pushing shoving as cum fell into their mouths and they made out with it. Jax walked around to Tylers mouth, as he was still heaving and trying to catch his breath. “Taste your sin and infidelity on my cock. Clean your cheating ass and my cum from the new love of your life’s cock.” Tyler tasted it all, gagging profusely but like an addict trying to shove every bit of that salty dick into his mouth. He felt the boys worshipping his puckered loose hole as he worshipped the dick that made him cheat. Tyler’s dick began pulsing and shooting cum loads all over the place, as other boys raced to swallow the cum and make out with it. “Now boys, what do have, about 20 of you?” Jax inquired. “Its 12:30 and this boy needs to be home by 3AM. Breed the fuck out of him now and send this lying cheating sack of infidelity back to his so called love of his life on time!” The roar of Jax’s command resounded throughout the entire room. The white hair twink pushed through everyone and slid into Tyler’s sloppy hole. Even more gobs of cum flowed out of him, Tyler looked up at the room, his eyes meeting Jax’s. What horrors had he committed?

I am sure I am an addict. I started becoming sexual at 10 and was getting bred by 13. When I was younger it was easy to just say my need was part of being young. I was converted to poz at 19. When I got Covid last year I realized that there have only been two weeks since I was 19 where I have not been bred. My Covid week and the week I got the fuck flu when I was 19. It does not consume my life but it is definitely a daily need that I usually get fulfilled. When I am at the bath house now or a video store and I get bred by a guy I usually forget what he looks like and the experience quickly after he cums in me. Sometimes I think the guy looks familiar and after he may say thanks again or something. I realize at that point he must have bred me before. I get stds so often my dr schedules me for three month visits.

This past Friday night at the sex club multiple guys fucked and filled my slut ass. Was there from 2am until 6am taking anonymous cocks and loads in the darkrooms. My ass is pretty popular there since I’m a regular and guys know I take all cummers and that I’m just a piece of ass to be used. I lost count of how many guys fucked me but there was so much cum in my ass it was sloshing and running out of my wrecked hole. I snorted a whole bottle of poppers as guy after guy used my cumdump slut hole. For the last few months I’ve been going to the sex club 2-3 times a week and have been averaging 20 loads a week. Not to mention the darkroom at the bar I go to. My goal is to keep getting fucked and taking as many cocks and loads as possible! 😈☣️🥵

I call myself a sex-addict and I think it's a pretty accurate description. Hunting for asses to fuck or cocks to get fucked by is literally all I do. Since the place I worked in had to close due to covid, my hunt isn't even interrupted by work any more. I have no interest in books, movies, series, games,.. I don't have any hobbies or interests besides sex. There are no social interactions that are not sexual in any way. The only social media I'm on are sites that are dedicated solely to sex, like this one. I exclusively have friends who I have sex with. When I'm out hunting I don't care about looks, age, body type, etc. I only care about having sex with as many holes, cocks, mouths as possible. And I fucking love it

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?

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.

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

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

Age is a number not a prison sentence. I don't even think about my age because I don't feel, look at it or act it. That being said, I'm an active outdoors type of guy with a great sense of humor. Looking for someone who's adventurous, and outgoing like myself, so like-minded guys who can move twice in the same second say "Hi" and let the games begin! No time for couch potatoes, slugs or homebodies. Anyone?

Author’s Notes: This is a completely fictional story involving infidelity, relationship corruption, and poz worship and fucking along with some light supernatural imagination. Any connection to the real world is merely coincidental and nothing is modeled after any real life event. This story will take time to build. This first chapter attempts to set a ground stage for the remaining story and therefore contains no sex. There is a bit of buildup towards to the end to leave you on a cliffhanger. My expectation based upon my thought process for how this will play out is that for the most part, this will be the most mundane of the chapters, and the rest will be filled with much more of the things we would like to read, although the truest goal here is to continue to layer the tension so that each chapter has the appropriate impact. CHAPTER 1: THE DANCE Brandon and Tyler had been together for three years at this point. Both 22, they still had a lot of life ahead of them, but were madly in love with each other. They had moved in a year earlier into a small, somewhat run-down apartment on the bad side of town. But at least it was theirs. Plus, they needed money to keep themselves looking good. Brandon was 5’7” 125 lbs, brown eyes, brown hair swung across the side of his face, slightly emo in nature, but a bit more modernized in its stylizing. His body was a perfect twink body in all aspects. Both him and Tyler were obsessive about being smooth. While they didn’t have a lot of hair on their bodies, they found they felt more attractive waxing themselves to perfection each day. Tyler wasn’t much different than Brandon in the looks department. He was himself, hot as hell, with an even tinier skinnier body at only 5’5” and 103 lbs. He was obsessive and meticulous about his diet, his workout, and had somehow, someway, decided that 103 lbs was the magic number. It helped accentuate his hip bones just right, kept his thighs at the perfect measurements, made his extremely tight clothes hang on his body just the way he wanted. He was blonde, with a very similar haircut to Brandon, except his hair was more textured and highlighted and toned which really helped the focus on his incredibly deep blue eyes. Both boys had no tattoos, but they wanted them eventually, should they ever have the money. Brandon had a PA on his decently large 8 inch dick. It wasn’t and exceptionally thick dick, but it was a good size. Brandon also had his nipples pierced – rings – for that matter. Tyler was more decked out for sure, each ear had three piercings – the lobe, and then two more going up the side on both sides. His nipples were pierced, and he preferred the balls to the rings, his belly button as well, but with a fairly hefty diamond that an ex had bought him, along with his taint being pierced. He practically came when he get the taint pierced. Tyler sported a smaller 6 inch dick, and while not tiny, dictated he bottomed more than topped. From a looks perspective, these were the stereotypical twinks to the tee. They had extremely tight little bodies, even hotter asses, looked good in everything, or nothing at all, and were obsessed with their looks. However, they had a softer side than most. Overtly friendly, decent, kind, non-judgmental of most guys, it was easy for anyone they met to be surprised be their down-to-earth nature and likability. They were madly in love. They had already moved from the wild sex phase of the first few years of the relationship to a more mundane “husband phase”, even though they were only planning on getting married eventually. At this point, neither had proposed to the other, but that didn’t matter. They knew, with every fiber of their being, who they belonged to, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. Monogamy was key in the relationship, and pure utter devotion was the way that they lived. They were at each other’s side most times, but even wen not, they constantly texted or called each other to check in, because they cared, they LOVED, not because they distrusted. Sex wasn’t the main part of the relationship like it used to be. It happened a few times weekly. Brandon had a decent sex drive, Tyler had a sex drive that couldn’t even be measured. But the sex was good if not vanilla in nature, and Tyler never minded Brandon’s lovemaking. Its not as if the both of them had ever had rough sex or been a little loose before they met, but it was almost like they began to embody the traditional relationship in its monogamy and expectations especially after they moved in. Spontaneity was definitely not something that Brandon exceled at, but Tyler didn’t hold it against him. He was so madly in love with him that he certainly could practically overlook any tiny fault. Brandon worked in a shipped and logistics company in a very manual labor position, and while he had worked there for a few years and finally got on the day shift, since it was a 24 hour operation, there were times, due to staffing, that he had to work late. The unfortunate situation this particular Saturday was that a couple that they knew, Aaron and Adam, (which Brandon and Tyler called collectively, DoubleA) were going out to the local gay club and wanted Brandon and Tyler to come along that night. Nothing particularly crazy, something Brandon and Tyler had done with other friends and couples, but not the DoubleA boys. Adam and Aaaron were a little different. Not scary or concerning per se, but they had an open relationship and always marketed it as such. Now, they always drew a line of respect to Brandon and Tyler and never came across pushy, but they still tended to always market how good it felt. Brandon would always scoff at their musings and statements once he was alone again with Tyler and Tyler would overall agree, although he couldn’t deny that he at least could see the hotness in what they were doing, even if he really had no interest. “Ya sure you really can’t change your schedule for Saturday babe?” Tyler whined, “Ugh I fucking know. I never have to fucking work Saturdays and of course its this one when we have a little something to do! I so want to make every many jealous of us dancing and making out on the dance floor like fiends so they can see what they don’t have!” Brandon commiserated back. “Well you do know,” Tyler began, “they probably will end up finding a guy or two to hook up with, and then they will be off to their place or a motel or something, so I cannot imagine I am going to be there till 2AM or anything…” “Oh babe, “Brandon interjected,” I don’t care at all. You shake your ass out there, get a little tipsy, have fun. Its not a huge deal for you to be there by yourself. I want you to have fun. I just want to have fun with you is all”. “I know, I know. It will be fun, Ill just miss you. Sucks to have fun when you are working. But oh well, Im going to look hot and if anyone tries to hit on me I’ll tell them they are too late!” Tyler laughed as Brandon joined in on the laughter. Saturday rolled around and Brandon went to work on the late shift around 8PM. Tyler arrived looking hot, in his tightest jeans and shirt, and he’d even made sure to lay out on the top of their apartment building to get a really good tan. The club they were going to was pretty tame. Standard fare and a mix of twinks, daddies, and everything in between. No special theme was on that night, just loud music, strobing lights, hot guys, and plenty of alcohol. Tyler kissed bother Aaron and Adam on the cheeks when he arrived, almost immediately swinging his hips to the music. After grabbing a few drinks and chatting at some of the tables, the boys were out on the dance floor, swinging around like they hadn’t a care in the world. Many tracks later, after the crowd had augmented greatly, the club was hot, the sweat was pouring down, the music pulsed in everyone’s bones, Tyler looked over to see Adam in the arms of another twink, tongues down each other’s throats, totally mesmerized with each other. Aaron on the other hand was grinding up against a pretty hot beefy daddy and who had one hand on his neck and the other straight down his pants. Tyler could barely see it but Aaron had a tattoo on his hip, exposed by the mans hand pushing down his pants. Tyler couldn’t read what it said, but he did find hip tattoos attractive and made a mental note to ask at one point. Nonetheless his friends looked to be pretty drunk and pretty in lust with their new boys, and Tyler figured he should grab some water as he was soaked in sweat from the dance floor. As Tyler floated over to the bar he eyed some boys that looked his age at a table not too far from the bar. Twinks of course, sipping on whatever their drink of choice was. However, these were different. As Tyler got closer he did a double take. They couldn’t be THAT good looking. Then he looked again, and was stunned. He turned away but had to look back. He felt embarrassed from the constant head swinging back to look at them and then immediately away in shame. The club was filled with some incredibly hot guys, from twinks to maybe even some pretty senior guys, many that Tyler could absolutely see as porn models if they wanted to be. But again, for the fourth time, he looked over at the time and these boys, they were different. Really different. Still twinks, but….perfect. Perfect. They were all perfect. The entire situation weirded Tyler out. Perfection is nothing something anyone can see in this world, so how could he actually know what perfection was? But yet, everything in him was screaming that those were the most beautiful twinks on the face of the earth. What the fuck was going through his head. Tyler turned away again, staying focused, and asked the bartender for some water. As he turned around to find a table, (and preferably a table on the other side of the bar away from the weird nexus of the universe of perfect boys with unbelievably perfect features), one of the perfect boys stood right in front of him. Right in front of him. The boys lips were only an inch or so from Tyler’s. “Hello,” the stranger said in a fairly monotone and mundane voice. Tyler, in the heat of the moment, after spinning around and having a boy practically in his pants had dropped his water, shattering the glass on the ground, and getting a fair amount of water all of his already extremely tight shirt. As those few seconds of mayhem subsided he looked up at this boy and he saw the eyes. These didn’t even seem to be human eyes. Were they contacts? They looked like animal eyes. Like a cat maybe? Stunning for sure and Tyler had seen they made weird contacts like this, and maybe this boy was just weird, but yet, he felt the eyes were beautiful. Mesmerizing even. He froze again for another few seconds, adding to the absolute awkwardness of the situation. His mouth became dry in and instant, as if he was standing in front of a god. He gradually opened his mouth to say something, yet nothing came out. Again the stranger, in the same voice, mundanely stated “My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table.” My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table? Who the fuck talks like this Tyler said, his temporary focus broken as he tried to wrestle with the tone in the voice and the oddness in the sentence structure but immediately was pulled back into staring into this boys eyes. The boy could have kissed him right there and Tyler would have been unable to stop it. The boy did not kiss him though. “Looks like you spilled some water on yourself,” the stranger plainly said, reaching out and touching Tyler’s shirt at his chest. The stranger didn’t try and grope him, it was simply a gentle touch to determine how soaked Tyler was. The moment the tip of the stranger’s finger touched Tyler he felt these titanic waves of energy convulsing through him. It was like horniness amplified. In his head the music muted itself down to a drone, the lights around everything but this boy dimmed to practically nothing and he continued to feel wave after wave of insane bliss shooting through his body like an earthquake. In reality this all happened in a matter of five seconds or so, but to Tyler it felt like he stood there for an hour basking in the bliss of a simple touch. A text came through from Brandon at that point, which broke the mania going through Tyler’s head and he grabbed his phone, taking his eye off stranger boy for a moment. The text was Brandon saying hi and that he loved him. Tyler texted Brandon back that he loved him too, and missed him, and that everything was going fine. Tyler glanced back over the dance floor to see Adam shirtless being groped and groping the boy he was with, along with a crowd encircling them, and he couldn’t even see Aaron and the daddy anymore. Again he pointed his eyes forward and was mesmerized again. “Please come sit with us. You interest us and we would love to get to know you,” the stranger beckoned. At least this time the boy spoke in normal English. “Yeah, uh, ok I have some time right now, my friends are, um, tied up at the moment anyway,” Tyler replied. He followed the boy back to his table and took a seat amongst the 5 others sitting there. All the boys ranged in hair colors, but their body types were unequivocally perfect twink bodies, from head to toe. Tyler was beginning to realize he wasn’t just seeing things. The craziness of it all was that, yes, they all had the crazy cat eyes. They were all mesmerizing, but the initial stranger boy sat down next to Tyler and placed his arm around his shoulders. “My name is Jax,” he said gently. “Uh Jax,” Tyler stumbled as he started to pull Jax’s hand off his should on impulse, “I have a boyf….” “Oh SHIT Tyler,” a shirtless Adam exclaimed as he strolled past the table with his new boytoy on his arm, “The first time you’re out without Brandon and you’re already looking to cheat on him. Fucking hot yo!” Jax looked up at Adam with a somewhat disgruntled look and pulled his hand off Tyler’s shoulder without any additional help from Tyler. Adam continued to walk away with his boy, even though Tyler reached out trying to stop him. He couldn’t let Adam talk to Brandon and tell him he saw even the slightest hint of cheating. Especially when he was the innocent victim here! Tyler started to jolt out of his seat when his eyes caught Jax and the mesmerizing began again. “So your name is Tyler,” Jax surmised from Adam’s outburst, “and you have a boyfriend. I believe that was what you were trying to say before your friend decided to butt in is that right?” “Yeah that’s right,” Tyler blurted back. Regardless of his focus on Jax, it wasn’t as if he was under a spell. He had some sarcasm to his tone, and irritation as well. “And I didn’t come here to cheat on the best man in the world that’s for sure. So please do not touch me, we have a committed monogamous relationship that’s better than anyone else out there!” Jax nodded, slowly. You could see the wheels were turning in his head. This boy, for not being more than 22 or 23 years old, was acting like some old wise man. It was intriguing, although batshit fucking weird to Tyler. Jax stood up without any explanation and walked a few steps, finding Adam, and then with more energy than he had displayed the last few minutes with Tyler, grabbed Adams arm and marched him back to the table. After setting Adam in front of Tyler, Jax calmly sat down, his composure completely intact. “Adam is it?”, Jax poked, “I believe we have a misunderstanding here. Your friend, Tyler, spilled his drink at the bar. I believe, based on my observations here, that he came here with you yet you deserted him for….that,” Jax pointed to the boytoy on Adam’s arm, “….and then you unfortunately walked by when I was doing something inappropriate to Tyler, not the other way around. My apologies, because Tyler loves his boyfriend, and we as a wonderful group of friends searching for another wonderful friend, respect and cherish his monogamy. It was a simple accident and it shall not happen again. Please understand, this is a misunderstanding.” “Yeah whatever dude,” Adam slurred in his drunken state, “Ya know I know this Tyler well, I knew saying he was cheating on Brandon would just set him off, this boy would never ever EVER cheat on Brandon. Hes fucking gold. Now I gotta go though crazy cat boy, me and this bitch are going to fuck like rabbits.” Adam scurried off and Tyler was now left impressed by how genuinely Jax tried to correct his error. Weird guy? Yes. Decent? Absolutely. He didn’t have to do that. He somehow noticed that Tyler was really upset by Adam’s poking and he made it right. He really made it right. Ok, there may be some new friends here, possibly. Then Tyler’s eyes connected with Jax again and the tractor beam was locked. “We’ve been here for several hours and find this place to be stereotypical and dull,” Jax stated, matter of fact as usual. “There is another club attached to this club that we would prefer to spend time in, and would love for you to join us, only if you want.” “What other club are you talking about?” Tyler questioned. This entire building is just one big gay club, its not in a strip mall or anything else, so what could he be talking about? “Its not a well known or accessible place. Only for people in the know,” Jax responded, calmly of course. “Oh well hey I mean I’m all for people doing their own thing, but I don’t do drugs guys,” Tyler started to get up but it was if Jax’s stare gained intensity and Tyler began to hang on baited breath for the next statement. “We do not do drugs,” Jax stated plainly, very plainly, as if it was absolute verifiable fact. In fact, Tyler had never heard anyone make a statement that was so absolutely believable in his life. Jax continued, “This is simply a much more chill environment away from the trashy pop music where we can possibly get to know you as a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend, repeated in Tylers mind like an echo. He nodded, his mouth didn’t work for whatever reason. His friends had abandoned him for their same ol slutty ways, and he was somehow enthralled with cat boy here and didn’t have any problem proceeding. The boys all got up and proceeded to walk towards the back of the club towards the bathrooms, snaking their way through the crowd, catching looks from everyone there. Once at the bathrooms they took a right down a hallway to a door marked “Basement – Employees Only”. Jax pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. “Oh you’re an employee here?” Tyler asked Jax turned his head around to look at Tyler, locking eyes once again, “Sometimes a little bit of smoke and mirros is necessary to prevent the world from destroying a thing that you love.” He turned back around, proceeded to open the doors, which led to a very deep spiraling metal staircase. Every step down was loud and clanking from every one of their steps. The light at the top of the deep column going into the ground was a normal yellowy light but towards the bottom of the stairs the lights were a deep red. At the bottom of the circular stairs there was a single, steel riveted door. Hardly contrasted letters to the dark metal barely stated a word on the door, assuming it to be the word of the club. With the red light, and the other boys’ heads in the way it was hard to read. Tyler couldn’t make out what it said. Again, Jax produced another key from his pocket, this one looked like an old Victorian key, inserted it into the key hold, and with a large creak of unoiled hinges the big heavy door pulled open. Jax held the door as he ushered the boys inside. Tyler felt uncomfortable at this point. This felt like a dungeon, but he could hear the thumps of music playing from in the door, and some chatting take place down a long smoky hallway laying on the other side of the gateway, and his eyes caught Jax’s again which somehow communicated to him to proceed, and against his inner judgment, he took the steps through the door and followed the boys down the hallway. As Tyler got far enough from the entrance, Jax motioned to two figures who were cowering, quiet as can be, under the stairs. Adam and his boy crawled out from shadows. “Your performance was acceptable,” Jax said dryly. “Well thanks so you going to pay us now?” Adam snapped back, drunk, horny, and caressing his boy. Jax nodded slowly, as if in deep contemplation. “I believe I told you a thousand that is correct?” Adam, chomping at the bit and almost salivating jumped, “Yeah man that’s what you said, I’m glad to do it. But what about this beautiful boy here too? He had to walk with me to play your little game, I think he should get a thousand as well.” Jax looked irritated, but produced the cash right then. A thousand for both of the boys, in incredibly crisp bills. “Aw man, thanks this is great. Now you don’t be too harsh on Tyler or nothing, hes a good guy, better than Aaron and I,” Adam laughed, holding himself up against his new boy, who was snickering as well. “Now this is what is going to happen,” Jax began, as he quickly turned around to eye Tylers tiny ass getting further down the hallway. “You and your boy….” Adam interrupted, “are going to go fuck like crazy right now…” Jax grabbed Adam, his pulled ripping Adam from his boy, his hands caressing and groping Adam, his mouth connected with Adam’s, and Adam felt the shockwaves. Massive lustful waves of pure pleasure pulsed through him like craxzy. How Jax touched him was unlike he’d ever felt, how he kissed him was nothing like Aaron, how he smelled, how mysterious he was, everything came bubbling up in Adam and it felt like bliss. Adam’s boy stared in amazement, grabbing his own dick and touching himself, until Jax pushed Adam off him and stared into his eyes. “I am done with you at this time. Now you listen to me and execute my orders. You will walk to the top of these stairs and out the front door. You will not look for you boyfriend. When you leave the club, and you will do it immediately after I give these instructions, you will see a black Lincoln Town Car out front. Open the back door and get in it. It will take you home. Tell the driver your address once you get in the car. You will not touch each other in the car. You will put your shirt back on. Once you arrive at home, you will lead this boy into the bed that you share with your lover. I know you two have an open relationship. Open relationships are built on trust and honesty. This is neither of those things. You will then strip and throw that boy on the bed. Put out as many pictures of you and your lover surrounding the bed as possible. You will defile that bedroom and your bed with this boy. Boy, you will enter Adam raw, as many times as you want, but no less than five, and flood him with your DNA. Adam you will take him no questions asked. You will beg for more. You will stare at the pictures of you and your lover and realize how much better this boy is, how much better it feels in your bed, and how much bliss it is not to tell your man. Give in to the destruction of your petty relationship and give your ass bareback to this boy, like you know you want to. Your man will not be home until the morning, I’ve made those arrangements. By the morning you will be confused, questioning, and begging for this boy to meet you again to cheat on your man. And you will do it. I won’t even order that much, you just will. This will be gratifying to me.” With that, Jax, knowing that time was short to catch up with Tyler and the crew, caressed Adams hand for a moment, pulling Aaron’s promise ring off his finger in one quick motion. Adam immediately looked stunned and was about to speak. “Not a word from you Adam,” Jax said forcefully, “you will not need this anymore.” Jax placed the ring in his pocket and turned away from a stunned Adam and his boy. As they watched the creaky metal door close in front of them, they saw the words of the club, the words that Tyler couldn’t see. HEDON

It was a long day after the bathroom adventure with Johnny. He text me throughout the day letting me know how many guys have been saying yes to his invitation to my first gangbang tonight. It was a mixture of worry and horniness as I pictured being the center of attention. I didn't get anymore work done and I went home. I picked up an enema kit on the way home and about an hour before he said to be at his place I cleaned out. Johhny sent me the address and asked if 9 was ok. "Sure, why not an even 10" "You greedy slut." he sent back. I know I'll get 10 now. But honestly what's 1 more. I'm sure I'll be just as worn out with 8 guys. I grabbed a little bag to put my phone and such in and left to Johnny's. When I arrived the walk up to his door from my car felt long and the nerves kicked in again. 'What did I get myself into' I thought to myself. 'Just take it for what it is, a new experience and I'm apparently already on the calendar for 16 guys at a time.' There was a blindfold and a mask on the door handle, I check my phone for the last time before going in. "Strip naked and put on the mask and blindfold before knocking. I did as I was told, It was dark and there was no direct view from the street to the front door. I text Katie for the last time 'I'm really tired I might pass out'. I knocked, and the door opened, although there wasn't any talking, I could feel the eyes on me, Someone grabbed my hand and walked me into the house, I had no idea where I was headed, the bedroom? sex dungeon? Heck I wouldn't put it past Johnny to use his backyard. Music started to play, club mixes of recent hits. I lightly ran into a surface, it felt like a padded chair. I was helped to climb on, my knees were on cushions, my stomach rested on another, my elbows reached yet another surface, I've seen these fuck benches in the kinky porn. I started to get hard, my cock hung down off the edge of the surface my body rested on. "Alright ladies... This could be your last chance to fuck a "straight" boy before he either turns gay or becomes POZ so there is only 1 rule. All first loads go in his ass. Otherwise, lets see what we can get him to do." The murmuring started, it was impossible to tell how many guys actually showed up while blindfolded but just based on the sound, I'd say he got that 10th guy. The first guy put his dick in my mouth, it was a decent sized cock, I'd have no trouble taking it in my ass. The second guy applied lube to my asshole and he made sure he spread it inside with a finger, and then two. When he took his finger out I rotated my hips under me, sticking my ass up in the air, cocks feel so much better than fingers. There was cat calling and "woo's" as I stuck my ass out and the music was turned up a bit. Before the second guy stuck his cock in, the cock left my mouth and in front of my nose was a bottle of poppers. I took a hit and I felt my ass relax, and of course my head started to spin and throb. I'm used to 1 hit, but who ever in charge must know I'd need more for 10 guys. 3 lung full hits of poppers and I was more or less gone, The 1st cock started fucking me and the party was started, before the first cock finished in my ass I had 4 different ones in my mouth. The first cock must have been the host, Johnny. It was a good thickness and he took his time, although I was crazy horny my cock was long and soft, I could feel it swinging with each thrust. I don't know what order the guys are going in but I started playing games with myself in the high poppered up state I was in. Like a cock Sommelier doing a blind fuck test I tried to guess which cock from my mouth was the one in my ass each time. I wasn't sure if they were already starting to come back for more, the cocks started to meld together into one long fucking. A few things were clear, I had a lot of cum inside me, cock number 7 was my favorite, and my ass was starting to feel empty when they switched spots. Damn cocks feel good. Poppers were given to me a few more times, and then a cloth was placed in my mask, it smelled like poppers, it wasn't long before it was too much and I must have passed out. When I came to I was in a bed, on my stomach, and a guy was fucking me from behind, He came loudly in my ass, and left me. I slowly rolled over and there were cheers. Johnny got in my ear. "Can you handle more slut? or do you want to tap out." I took a second to answer. I didn't feel sore, thanks to the poppers most likely, I was groggy and tired, also thanks to the poppers. "how many more guys are there?" "Baby you've taken them all 2 and some of them 3 times." My cock stirred. "I'm thirsty, are they all still here?" "Yes, all 10. "I'm thirsty." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up, my asshole felt loose and relaxed even while walking, you don't notice it being tight and closed up it is all day until you walk with it gaping and loose. My foot hit a tub. "Climb in for a drink" I got in the tub and the mask was taken off my face, almost immediately piss started splashing around my mouth and chest, i could feel 3 streams, I tried to drink as much as I could. I really was thirsty after all. I drank as much as I could and then let it cover me, my hair, my body, the blindfold. some of it was strong, but I was happy for what I could get. They turned on the water, it was cold as fuck and rinsed me off. Then they took me back to the bed. a few more guys took turns on my now starting to get sore asshole. They brought my legs up and really drove into me, and a few spit in my mouth. It quieted down, Johnny removed my blindfold and laid next to me on the bed. "You're a hit, best bottom most of these guys ever had. You can really handle a lot, are you sure you're straight." "Yes, even though my ass is kind of missing being filled right now, I still think I'm straight." I said. "Fucking a- what?! after that?" "Yeah I'm not sore, poppers are great for that." "Goddamn, maybe 16 will be just fine." "Fuck" I was both turned on by it and nervous, I got up and went and grabbed my phone. There was a message from Katie, 'You must have passed out'. and a message from Cory, 'You fucked up, Stephen's pissed' 'What why?' I replied. 'You know fucking why, there was a hot spot on the map of snapchat of your dirty fucking ass' 'Fuck' I thought. "Hey um, were there videos taken?" I asked Johnny. "Oh yeah, we got practically the whole night." "Fuuuck" I sighed. Cory text me again. 'You better get here tomorrow night or I'm also going to be pissed. He's going to take it out on me tonight!' 'What about Katie' I said. 'We'll sneak you in after she's asleep.' Johnny nudged my shoulder. and before I knew he was rolling me over and rubbing his hard cock against my ass as I laid prone. He fucked me deep and slow, it felt good to be full again. He didn't last too long, and when he came he rolled over on his side, me, the little spoon with his cock in my ass."

Part 2 Hey sorry it's been awhile with all that's going on in the world I haven't been able to post much but here is a continuation of what happened So after this incident I didn't hear much from my cousin. I left back home and thought that the most that would come of it was a hot memory. I was very wrong. I wasn't able to make the next family reunion but the year after that I got a message from my cousin out of the blue. "Hey cuz didn't see you last year, you better make it this year" was all it said. Heart racing I didn't know how to respond. I was busy with work and didn't have much time off. So I texted him back saying that I was busy and didn't know if I could could it. His response "that wasn't a question it's an order. This cock needs serviced and i haven't been able to find a hole as tight as yours. One of my friends recently got released and he wants to try it out as well" . That sealed it, no matter what I would go this year. Fast forward and it's the week of the family reunion. I was able to take time off and convinced my boss I needed to see family with how crazy the world is. I told my cousin and he basically told me to get a hotel room because before seeing anyone else he had first dibs and was bringing his friend. Once in Ohio I got a hotel and sent the address to my cousin. My heart was racing just thinking about it. I still felt slightly guilty that a relative was going to fuck me but it was also hot as fuck. I made to be fully prepped this time. Cleaned out and pre lubed. The time that he said he would show soon came and past. I didn't know what to think, he wasn't responding to my texts. Thinking he changed his mind I decided to just get ready for bed. I laid down and soon passed out. I was woken up later in the middle of the night to banging on my hotel room door. Not really knowing what was going on I got up and put some shorts on and went to the door. Upon opening the door I'm bombarded with a strong alcohol stench. Standing in the door is my cousin very much drunk but what surprised me was behind him was not just one guy but 3 other guys. All of them were very fit tall white guys with tattoos all over their arms. Without saying a word my cousin walks in and brings the guys in. "This the faggot I was telling you about" he slurs pointing to me. At this point I'm freaking out. I wasn't expecting this many guys and they were all very much drunk. Turning back to me he says "brought some more friends they overheard us at the bar and wanted to join" one of his friends a bald bear with tattoos and a bikers jacket walks right up to me. He has this weird look in his eyes and says straight up. Don't get the wrong idea faggot. None of us are gay but we all know how to use a hole from when we were convicted. At this point he not so gently shoves me to my knees and shoves my face in his crotch. The rest of the guys have spread out in my hotel room making themselves comfortable. I didn't get much of a choice to see the rest because this bear has grabbed my head and is rubbing it on the front of his pants. I feel his dick grow and my heart is racing. A part of of is scared but more so I'm excited. He unbuttons his jeans and ordered me to lick his bulge. A strong smell of musk and man sweat hits my face turning me on more. Without hesitating I start sucking on his bulge growing in his boxers. He makes a low growl and laughs turning to my cousin. "I see he takes orders well" my cousin just laughs and says "wait till you feel his ass" at this point the bear rips his boxers off and slaps me in the face with a nice big mushroom head dick. "Open your mouth" he orders and doing as in told I'm met with him shoving his dick in it. I'm gagging at first at how rough he is and he just laughs. Holding my head he shoves his dick all the way in till his pubes are tickling my nose. His strong man musk is intoxicating and I control my gag reflex to let him all the way in. He groans more and says "good boy" he continues to face fuck me as I start to hear the sounds of clothes being removed from the other guys. Suddenly he pulls out and I gasp for air. The bear pulls away and orders me to get on all four on the bed. At this point I get a good view of the ofher guys. My cousin had still continued to work out and was still looking amazing. He had his 7 1/2 dick in his hand and a cigarette in the other. Another guy was a blond guy with tattoos covering his entire chest. He had an average dick but it looked thick as fuck. Surprisingly the third guy was smaller than the other guys height wise but his body was ripped and covered in a dusting of black hair. The most impressive thing was his huge cock dangling between his legs. He still wasn't hard and was chugging a bear but even soft it must have been close to 6 or 7 inches. He laughed as he saw my eyes widen at it and grabs it "don't worry it gets bigger" At this point I finally get on the bed on all fours. The bear gets behind me and rips my shorts off exposing my ass. He whistles and gives it a hard slap. I gasp in pain and feel my cheeks stinging and they all just laugh. My cousin works his way on the bed and puts his hands behind his head and beckons to me. "Just like the first time right faggot. Come suck my cock" I crawl up to him licking my lips My eyes locked on his gorgeous cock. I begin to lick his cock and suck it. He groans and takes a long drag on his cigarette. As I'm sucking his cock one of his friends I'm not sure who starts playing with my ass. I feel his rough hands feeling my ass up and playing with my hole. "Oh damn look this bitch is already lubed up" a rough voice says. My cousin laughs and blows smoke into my face making me cough. "Seems like someone was ready for us "he says. I continue to suck his dick as his friend spreads my cheeks. I tense up and moan when I feel a rough finger enter me. His finger scratches my hole and it feels rough. At this point the other guys have all surrounded me and are stroking their dicks. My cousin gets up as says "I get first shot at his hole. After all he is family and I get first dibs" he come around and in his place the blond shoves his dick in my mouth. My cousin positions himself behind my hole and spits on it. I then feel his cock head placed on my hole and I out of habit push back on it. He just laughs and suddenly shoves all the way in me making making whimper and tense up. Deep in me he let's out a low growl and says "fuck this faggot is tight. Just how I remember. " at this point I'm whimpering and in pain. Trying to control my breathing and relax. Suddenly a bottle is placed under my nose. The short guy with the big dick has found my poppers and gave them to me. "Sniff" a part of me is surprised he even knows what they are for and more so that he gave them to me but I didn't question it. I take a deep sniff and feel my head start to spin and my heart rate increase. My hole losens up and the pain starts to subside. "Keep sniffing" he says to me keeping the bottle under my nose. All the while my cousin is still deep in me fucking me with long strokes. I continue to sniff going into that popper induced haze and lose myself. I'm loving the feeling of my cousins dick in me and the big cock in my mouth. Suddenly my cousins let's out of snarl and I feel his body tense and I know he is blowing his load in me. He falls on top of me shuddering. Finally he pulls out and stands up grabbing another cigarette and slaps my ass. "Who's next" he says. The blond guy walks up and without saying a word shoves his thick dick in me. He is definitely thicker than my cousin but not as long. It slides in relatively easy with the help of my cousins lube. All the while I'm still sloppering away on who I realize is the bears cock. As the blond pounds away the bear Suddenly grabs my head and shoves his dick deep in my throat and moans. His dick pulsates and his load is forced down my throat. I lightly gag but for the most part I swallow all of it. "Damn I didn't want to bust in his mouth" he says reluctantly as he pulls out of my mouth. Having seen his friend bust in my mouth must have sent the blond over the edge because he suddenly shudders and shoves deep in me blowing his load. Pulling out all three of them pull away and it's the short guys turn. Turning my head I see a massive cock which must have been 9 or 10 inches. Surprisingly he doesn't shove in but teases my hole. The other three guys egg him on but he still just gently caresses my hole with his dick. My cousin as places himself back in front of me and tells me to suxk his cock again. He says he wants to get hard and fuck my loose hole last. At this point the short guy slowly enters me and I moan. He reaches around and places the poppers under my nose again. I take a deep hit as he shoves his huge cock in me. I moan and enjoy every moment of it. I then focus back on my cousins cock which is soft but slowly growing as the short guy starts to pump away. Unlike the other three he is surprisingly gentle and stops everytime I tense up. At this point I'm oozing precum myself. He starts to fuck faster and faster once he knows I can handle it and I'm moaning as my mouth sucks my cousins now hard cock. The short guy fucks away and eventually growls finally blowing his load in me. Pulling out my cousin gets right back behind me and shoves his dick right in. Having been used to the gentle fuck of the short guy I wince at the abrupt fuck of my cousin. He just let's out a growl and says how I'm definitely not tight anymore. At some point the blond and the bear had gotten dressed and high fived my cousin as he is fucking me telling him how they enjoyed his little faggot. They leave but the short guy stayed behind. My cousin is grunting away fucking me and the short guy continues to feed me poppers. Lasting much longer this time my cousin finally cums for the second time letting out a deep growl before pulling out. Slapping my ass one last time he starts to get dressed. "See you at the reunion tomorrow cuz" he says as he walks out. The short guy follows behind him but before leaving he actually asks me if I'm ok. I tell him I'm fine and he smiles at me. He walks out with my cousin but before leaving winks at me. I'm slightly surprised by this but don't think much of it. Once all of them leave I then notice a piece of paper on the side of my bed. A note was left "when I heard about you from your cousin I just knew I had to meet you. Thanks and if you ever want to meet up here is my number Andy"

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

A couple of weeks ago, someone asked in the HIV Fetish forum if anyone had ever been approached with a line about joining The Club. I told my story there. As I thought about it, I decided to expand it into a story. I hope you like it. This is the first time I have written one. Back in the mid 1990s, I had been playing safe-only for a long time. I had taken bare cock from a couple of boyfriends and one really long-term fuck buddy, but I had never taken a stranger's cock bare. Even so, I wanted more cum in me badly. Those little tastes of bare cock just made me crave more. I was in my early 30s, and I started going to the video arcade at the adult bookstore. One day I was stroking to an older bareback porno in the ABS. I had my shirt pulled up so I could play with my nips, and I had my shorts down around my ankles. The city had made them take the doors off the booths and replace them with curtains which made it really easy to slip into a booth without the guy inside noticing. I head a voice say "hey." I looked up and saw a hot guy watching me stroke. I smiled appreciatively at the young, fit brown-haired stud. "You a bottom?" he asked. I stammered out some non-committal response, but my face was red and hot with embarrassment. "That's what I thought," he said. He stepped closer and began pinching my nips. What little resistance I might have had went out the door with that. He fished a hard 7 inches out of his pants. He let me suck it while he worked my nups. "Let me fuck you." I was turned on but a little scared about sex in a public place. "Um, I don't have any condoms," I said trying to be good. "Neither do I. I never use them." This surprised me. "Don't you worry about HIV?" He smiled reassuringly. "I belong to a special Club. Guys in this Club never have to worry about catching it because we only have sex with each other and special new guys we recruit like you. I know I won't catch it from you. Right?" "Oh no. I am negative for sure." I was intrigued and incredibly turned on at this point. "I would love to join. What do I have to do?" He smiled and said, "You have to let me fuck you now. Then I will go tell all the other members who are here, and they will come fuck you, too. I know I have seen several here already today. You just wait here and take their cocks and their cum. When enough club members have fucked you, you will get the formal invitation." That sounded too good to be true. Without much more consideration, I went for it. He knelt and lifted my legs spreading them apart. He gave me a quick rimming to loosen me up. Then he slid his spit-slick cock inside me. I groaned a little but did my best to take it well. I really wanted to be in this Club that would keep me safe always. I could tell he was really excited, too, but he did his best to make sure I enjoyed the fuck. In just a few minutes, he groaned and shot his load inside me. "That's a great start man. You just sit tight, and I will send the next guy from The Club in." Then he kissed me and left. I thanked him profusely. After just a few minutes, another man entered my booth. I couldn't believe my luck. I knew this hot daddy from around town. He was a short, muscular redhead who was rumored to have a huge cock. "I hear you are ready to join, " he said. "Yes, sir. Please fuck me, " I said as a leaned back on the seat and spread my legs. "He told me you were full of spunk, so we aren't wasting time on the preliminaries, " he said as he dropped his pants. A thick 9 inches of uncut meat popped up when he did. He pushed right into me with no lube not even spit. Even with my hole sloppy I felt his huge piece stretching and tearing into me. I took it gladly remembering how I had beat off fantasizing about this guy before. He fucked me long and hard. He shifted his angle to stretch me out and rub hard against my prostate. "This needs to hurt a bit, but I want you to enjoy it, too. Every day can be like this one once you join." I moned my agreement. Eventually he finished off in my hole, too. It felt like a huge load. "That's a fine piece of ass. You keep at it like this, and you will be in The Club in no time." I replied, "That's what I want." He pulled up his shorts and left. Over the course of the next few hours, seven more guys fucked and bred me. They weren't all as hot as the first two guys. One of them had a really small cock, and a couple of them looked a little sickly. But they were all eager to get me into the club. They each fucked me hard and bred me. I hoped I was doing a good job. I did my best to milk a load from each guy, and I thanked them for their help. Finally, the first guy came back in the booth. "Man, you did an excellent job tonight. I think you are well on your way to joining, but you have to take loads from more Clubmembers to be sure." I was disappointed. "When can I take more? What if you aren't here the next time I come in?" He smiled. "Well, you are about to get one more from me. Here's what you are going to do next time. Tell any guy who wants to fuck you that you are trying to join The Club. He will know what to do, and he will spread the word around. That way all the guys in The Club who are there that night will fuck you." That sounded good to me. He dropped his pants and slid back inside my puffy, used hole running with cum. As he pumped my ass he said, "I am so proud of how far you have come in one night. You were so shy the first time I came in here. I am going to give you my number. But I don't want you to call me until you have taken at least 50 loads from Club members. Will you promise?" I smiled and nodded. He pounded hard into me until he shot another load inside me. The next time I went to the ABS, I didn't see the guy who told me about The Club, but he was totally right. When I would tell any guy who was about to fuck me that I was looking to join The Club, he always knew just what I wanted. He would unload inside me and then tell all the other Club members there that night what I wanted. After just a few visits, I made it to 50 Clubmember loads. I still hadn't seen my buddy started me on my quest to join. I decided to call the number he gave me. When the local HIV hotline answered, I suddenly understood what Club I had been trying to join. But the hot guy who recruited me told the truth about one thing; after I got my "membership certificate" from the health clinic, I never had to worry about catching the bug again.

Obedience, transparency, service, devotion, trust. You will be my slut, slave, muse, treasure, and best friend. You're excepted to meets all my needs, to please and serve me. And I will mold you and train you very specifically to do that. And discipline you when needed. I feel a great deal of responsibility towards a submissive and take this seriously. In turn, I will offer you love, care, acknowledgement, protection, guidance, so much more--to include the exploration of your desires.

That’s fantastic that you put your hole out there for fellow pigs to enjoy. I took a few loads from a a breeder in his late stages of AIDS last week. as he was dumping his toxic seed balls deep in my Aids Fertile hole I was begging him for his AIDS he called me a sick fuck and loved infecting me we also met up three more times that week to bad you don’t live in Florida, we could create an unstoppable strain. LOVE IT

Weeks went by and I had fresh loads in me every week day. He's proud of the fact he now has more sex with me than I have with my wife, and although she excites me because she's hot as fuck, I'm starting to think about scenarios with Omar to get myself to finish. If I don't I can last a really long time, and hey, that's a bonus for her too right? Jess's time of the month came and Omar didn't slow down. He knows we are going to try and have a kid and when she's fertile, I need to perform. My wife left for the day and Omar came over as usual this time with a coffee and my reusable bottle filled with a liter and a half of his piss. "I was wondering slut, how slutty are you?" He said to me sitting on my couch, legs spread wide on the coffee table. I got in between his legs and before I dove in to suck and lick his balls I answered. "What do you mean?" I buried my head into his sack. His head leaned back against the couch and he closed his eyes. "How many women have you been with?" "I don't know between 12 and 15?" "And men?" "6, I tried to keep them regular because prefer bareback. with women I was ok wearing condoms." "That's what I thought..." "What? That I've been with more women?" "Yeah let's change that" He said grabbing his cock and slapping my face with it signaling it's time to suck him and prepare for anal. I got his whole cock as wet as I could get it, my saliva was on his balls now too. His cock was as hard as it is going to get. So I climbed up onto him. "Do you trust me?" he asked. "That's a silly question, of course" "I want you to double the amount of men that have cum in your ass than you have fucked women. I'll find the men." He grabbed my hips and took over the thrusts instead of my riding. He came inside for the first time today. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're safe and clean, that's my ass after all and I don't want anything either." "Ok" I said moving my hips feeling the new lube he just squirted into me. "I'll be there, most of the guys will be part of a tag team or run a train on you with me" He slapped my ass, signaling for me to change position. I climbed off him and got on my knees on the couch, my hands on the back of the couch. "Legs together." He said slapping my ass again. I put my legs together, Omar reached between my legs and brought my cock and balls behind me pointing straight down to the floor, He spit on his hand and started to jerk me off. I didn't last long. I came all over my shirt we had laying underneath me on the couch. I immediately lost all horniness, Omar knows this and this is why He usually doesn't let me cum. I rested my head and shoulders on the back of the couch, and I felt his cock at the entrance to my hole. involuntarily my hole constricted, even with one load in there, once I cum, my body is more or less done. "Nuh uh uh, I'm not done." Omar said. He grabbed my cock and balls and gave my balls a solid punch. I bit the back of the couch and moaned into it. Part of me was turned on by it, the other, still wanting to be done. "Stay here like this." He left. It seemed like forever, I was scared to move because I know he has access to my camera pointed at me in the living room. I'm guessing 45 minutes to an hour later he came back in the door, there was another voice. My cock shrank in anticipation and nervousness. "No looking slut, my friend and I are dropping 1 load each, and then you can go on with your work day, but he asked for you not to see him." I heard the sound of poppers being shaken, Omar or his friend took a hit, and it was placed under my nose. I took a deep hit and bowed my head back onto the couch. I heard a bottle shaking again, a spray and all of a sudden my nose and mouth we covered with a cloth. "Inhale bitch" Omar said. My head quickly swirled, it practically doubled the affect of the poppers, which before I knew was under my nose again. I felt a cock against my ass, and instead of fighting it, my hole opened. This definitely was Omar, he immediately started thrusting, holding onto my hips. my ass might be bruised after this. I heard the spray again, this time the towel was shoved into my mouth. Omar came deep, and my legs were spread. A new set of hands grabbed onto my ass and I felt a cock resting on the entirety of my crack. This cock was heavy. He thrust a few times like this before he pulled back and pushed into my gaping ass. He was a bit thicker than Omar, and then I felt his hips contact my ass, his cock is shorter but thicker. My head and thoughts were swirling, I couldn't focus. He started to really fuck me, and I was as horny as can be. A stranger is about to drop his load in me and I won't know who it is. I'm being used for pleasure for a stranger. The man moaned, and picked up his pace. He was really ramming his cock into me and I was so horny I started to not only thrust back but began to milk his cock. He pulled all the way out with a pop, and rammed it back in 5 or 6 times before slapping my ass, gripping my sides and really laying into me as fast as I've ever been fucked. Then, he came, I don't know if it was the poppers or if he just came that much, but I felt the first shot of cum inside me. He slapped my ass and pulled out. "Ever hit a guys balls?" Omar said to the man. He must have shook his head. "Go for it, this bitch likes to be punished for being a slut." I felt a slap on my balls, it wasn't hard it actually barely made my ass clinch up. "No, like hit his balls, knee them for all he cares." The towel was taken out of my mouth, and then placed back in, Omar had poured a bit of poppers onto it. "Like this" Hands were placed on my hips and Omar's knee crashed into my hanging cock and balls. I bit the towel, the poppers now taking me back to the point of being a limitless bottom. "Can he hit you like that slut?" I nodded. The mans hands went back to my hips, and he kneed my balls, but kept he knee against my body. I bowed my head, it hurt, but it just made me want more, fucking, sucking, abuse and of course, cum. "Nice! I think he's done. If you need to piss, piss in that bottle. He'll drink it." The man took the bottle to the bathroom and I could hear him filling it up. Despite the abuse my balls just took, my cock was once again hard at the thought of drinking down a strangers piss. He came back and set it on the table behind me. "Nice, I'll see you tomorrow, if you want his ass again let me know he'll be ready." The man left. "Seven" Omar said giving my ass a pat before leaving me melted into the couch recovering from the fucking, and poppers. I was real thirsty.

Been so horny for some loads I couldn't help myself, so I went to the strip club to see if I could get any action in the theater and gay theater areas where there is also private viewing booths. I was pretty nervous seeing how I'd never been there before so I had no idea what to expect. I paid to go back got my wrist band an headed back to the theater area. I decided to try a booth passing some people on the way in one "I think" cross dresser made a provocative moan as I walked past. I stepped into a booth with the door open fairly close to the entrance. Not even a minute passed as a gentleman was opening the door behind me and walked inside, I in a very timid voice asked what he was into. He said he wasn't looking for anything in particular. Then I mentioned I was looking to suck some cock and get seeded by some strangers, then he said "you like to suck dick?.. I have a dick you can suck" with that out he started to unzip his shorts and whipped his cock out. it wasn't huge but i was after loads anyway not cock size I knelt down and sucked him for a few minutes then he asked to see my ass, I already had my pants half way down so I just stood up and turned around that all it took and he wanted to go inside. he fucked my freshly cleaned out ass for a couple minutes and said he was about to cum already. He decided to edge a little and stopped fucking me for a minute, so I sucked him a little more then bent back over for his jackpot. He entered and grabbed my arms back behind me and started thrusting hard into my ass grunting as he shouted "here I go!" He shot his 10 day load in my ass pulled out picked his shorts back up and left the booth. I stayed there a minute hoping another guy would enter but I decided to leave and check out the theater. when I opened the door it was very dark inside with a few guys around stroking to gay porn. I stepped inside and found a seat with guys already getting closer and sitting next to me, I sucked four of them in there and one guy fucked and seeded me. Again shouting out "fuck yeah I'm cumming in his faggot hole" I was in complete slut cumdump mode now as a handsome black guy sat down and had his nice cock out stroking it. I crawled over to him on my knees and began sucking him for a few minutes while he shared his poppers. then he told me to follow him to a booth. I did as I was told and followed him, once inside we locked the door and he sat down so i could suck him. His poppers were hitting the spot at this time and my hole was begging to get loaded again, he got hard and motioned me to turn around and handed me the poppers he then begin fucking my cum soaked ass hard for several minutes before cumming twice him self, my ass now completely soaked with cum from 3 different strangers. I looked at my phone and it had been 3 hours so it was time to get heading home. Definitely have to go back for seconds sometime!

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.

I don't know if I'd class myself as hyper sexual but my cock kinda runs my life. I've got a live-in fuckboy and I fuck him most days, often twice, but I also hunt down other men and boys on BBRT/Grindr. I love the smell and feel of mounting someone for the first time and I get so fukkin horned every time I'm about to seed a new fuck for the first time. When I see a hot man in the street my first thought is what his ass would feel like on my cock. I also like to get fucked now and again. My boy does breed me but I prefer big hairy men to ride my ass. Hell, I'm waiting on a hookup to arrive as I'm typing this!

I started at way too young an age due to a pedo. I think an appropriate age would be when he is ready to explore his sexuality. Most GBTQ people I know start sucking on cocks during high school. The exceptions are the ones , like me, who were groomed, molested, or raped.

This gets better and better. My earliest hook ups were in public toilets. Still makes me horny as fuck to go into a really seedy one

I’m married I’ve been fucked by boy in my bed while she was as away min the basement weight room while she was upstairs min the garage the hot tub bent over the seat of my truck in a parking lot mat a buddy house while his parents were upstairs sucked dick everywhere

In regard to bottoms not showing up, I suggest you vet each one either yourself or have another top do so, without the candidate asking anything about statuses. In other words, they need to prove they will show up and have sex with one person and not refuse the load before being considered for a group. There are a lot of guys out there that fantasize about bottoming, but when it comes time for the meet they disappear. If a guy is will to show up and not refuse one load, the odds are better they will show up for the main event. I can hear the argument.. "How do I know you don't want to just have sex with me and there is no actual gangbang?" Again, the premise is to be a no loads refused bottom... so they should be as excited to take a single load as they are a room-fulls worth.

I test almost every 3 months positive on anal chlamydia or/and anal gonorrhea. it doesn't surprise me anymore and don't care either. a positive test is for me a proof that i been a good slut again

You must be quite well endowed - or let's just say better endowed than the "tops" themselves. Isn't it fascinating how everyone can become submissive for a nick cock! LOL Maybe you need to keep it "hidden" from them by wearing a jock-strap or back-less briefs...??

That's really good news!

I can eat ass all day long as it's hairy, ripe, unshowered and undouched. My favorite activity, cleaning ripe holes up. Better yet if he kisses me after I finish. I eat ass like Cookie Monster goes after cookies. "ME LIKE ASS"

Often the best kind of encounter. Only problem is they leave you wanting more with little prospect of getting it.

Well, when I felch out younger boicunts, I’ll get ass juices and cumloads and lube mixed altogether. Nothing bad has happened. I was in bliss!

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.

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.

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.

Relentlessly desperate

Yesterday my ass hunger peaked out and I decided to place an ad on BBRT. I got a few nibbles early in the day, one of them a big (250+) versatile +u Hispanic guy. He was horny, saying his cock needed attention and, after a little back and forth, I headed over to his place. He was a tall guy, with tree-trunk sized legs that were all muscle. We chatted as we walked upstairs to the bedroom, stopping to get some water for me along the way. He stripped down to his sport trunks and I skinned down to my briefs and t-shirt. He put on some porn he liked to play in the background (which I didn't need, but did care that much about) and lay down on the bed with me. We kissed and touched each other, me gravitating to his large juicy nipples, grabbing handfuls and feeling our blood rise. I climbed on top of him and sucked his big nipples into my mouth in turn, massaging and licking them, and moving my hips around so my dick rubbed his until he groaned underneath me. Our kissing became more needy. He gripped my head in one hand and pushed two fingers into my mouth to cover with my saliva, and reached down to my ass, nudging my briefs out of the way and stroking my hole while slowly pressing into me. Kicked into a new state, I slid down his body to where a large hard dick was now standing out from his shorts. I pulled them down below his balls and licked up his shaft, lapping at the ridge under his knob while working his nipples. Sucking his balls into my mouth and massaging them with my tongue, his dick jumped and danced with the twitches of fuck need. He rolled and pushed me off him, removing my briefs and pushing my legs back to expose my cunt fully. He licked my ass lips, wetting them and the skin surrounding my hole before plunging his mouth onto my hole, sucking it up into his mouth, and then pushing his hot tongue into me. Fuck, it felt amazing having my ass eaten with such focus. He started lapping long strokes of his tongue up my fuck slot, plunging his tongue in deep as he passed over my wet, relaxing hole. He grabbed some lube from the side table and rolled me onto my side. Coating his thickened cock and my hole with it, he rested his thick knob in the well of my cunt, rubbing it to feel how supple my hole had become. Laying behind me, he flexed his body forward pressing his knob into my cunt lips and feeling them stretch over him and stop. I needed more lube for his girth and, after fingering some into my cunt, he found my own wetness come down to greet him. Satisfied, he stayed laying behind me, but put me in Happy Baby pose holding one of my legs as he pressed into my ass lips again, this time parting them with my gut deep moan as he flexed up into me more and more. As he got deeper into my guts I suddenly needed all of him, I hooked one ankle over his lower back and the other over his thick thighs and pulled my cunt onto him as he instinctively flexed up into me fully. Fuck, yessss... I realized I'd said it out loud. He rotated me on his cock so that I was on my side, little spoon to his big spoon. Then bending my legs and lifting the top one up and pulling me back onto him, he started fucking up into me. Fuck, this guy knew what he was doing. Controlling my position to make it better for him, made it better for me. Again, I found myself flexing my ass back onto his cock to meet each upthrust. Determined to get it all in me as often as possible. After a while, he straightened my body and, still inside me, rolled me over with his 250lbs rolling up onto my back. It felt fucking amazing as his cock nestled deeper into my hungry cunt under his weight. He started to pull back to fuck into me and without thinking I rotated my hips and lifted them to give him the best angle into my deep cunt. He pulled back further and hit deep in me where I needed him to fuck tender and seed. I gripped the bedcover and using all my strength I pushed my ass back and up so he could fuck down hard hitting the deep place with each thrust. It hurt, it felt awesome, I never wanted it to stop. After carving a new groove in me there, he gripped my hips pulling me back into presenting head-down ass-up. Now on his knees on the bed, he guided me into the best position on his cock and moved his hand away, fucking his thick root into me hard and trusting me to hold the position he wanted. One of the things I loved best were feeling his big meaty thighs hit mine as his cock hit the deep place over and over. It was about this time that I started to think a lot about getting his load. That's it, fuck it in deep. Make it tender so I feel it. I think I said some things out load along with my grunts, growls, and groans. He spent a long time fucking me in this position. Pulling out, re-penetrating me at different speeds and with different amounts of force. I really moaned when he fucked in hard. Something I noticed before, but happened a lot in this position was his dick pulsing and jumping into extra firmness inside me, pulling at my hole. He was getting harder and more turned on as he fucked me. About then is when he reached over to grab his phone. I guessed to take pics or a video of him fucking my juicy happy cunt. Later he told me he wanted it to remember and jerk off to. Once he'd finished fucking my cunt for the camera, making me react to his cock, he started fucking me extra hard and extra deep, forcing me to cry out each time he hit the deep place he knew his seed belonged. I can't remember what I might have said. I know I was encouraging him to fuck as hard as he needed to cum, to get it in as deep as he needed to, and pressing my cunt back into his fuck. Clearly showing my need to be bred by him. He cried out as he fucked and squirted his load into my guts. Fucking up through the first sprays to hit the deep place so well. It was perfect. He pulled out and lay down next to me, out of breath after his athletic pounding of me. His dick was wet with us both, so I licked and teased his knob and shaft carefully until they filled with blood again. As his cock started to do the jumping extra firm thing, he had me get up on all fours on the corner of the bed, his favorite position I found out, and stood on the floor behind me. He slid his thick cock into me and adjusted my ass to the angle he liked best as he used his whole body's power and weight to fuck his first load in deeper. He started getting more verbal grunting as he pounded into my cunt-meat extra hard, feeling his seed all around him, and feeling me pushing back onto his fuck. I think all I could say at this stage was "Please... Oh please" as I begged him for another load. He fucked it into me, his rhythm breaking as he cried out and poured his second load into me. He stayed inside me and I did what I never do, I stroked my dick and focused on his two loads deep in my cunt and his cock still firm and pulsing inside me. It felt perfect. We lay together and talked as he caught his breath. He told me he almost never cums twice anymore when he's fucking, but that I was so into being fucked by him that it just happened. He's already reached out saying we can definitely plan to have fun regularly. Man, I hope that's true. I kept his loads in me the whole day. I usually absorb all the cum I get, but there was so much still up in my cunt that it went everywhere when I relaxed it. It seems this big guy also has the biggest loads I've taken yet. Lifetime loads was 10, now 12.

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.

Hey everyone. It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Since the last time I was here, I’ve had my fair share of fun but this experience that happened today was by far the HOTTEST I’ve ever had. Before I start, I do not need any shit comments about how I cheat on my husband. You may not be into it, so move on from my post. This is to get you off as much as it got me off. Everything is 100% true. I’m married and my husband has been so against playing with other men. I’ve worked for years (literally) to convince him to play with someone else and/or have another guy join us. It finally worked today. He was jet legged so he was lying down and I thought it’d be a great chance to find someone on grinder to hookup with, just for myself. The guy I found was someone I’ve met before. He’s bi and has a gf, nice dick—at least 8in—and shoots huge loads. So I figured I’d meet up with him and let him breed me in the park. My husband was home and I couldn’t host but he said he’d be down for a threesome if my husband was interested. Since I’m married and my husband doesn’t know I play around from time to time, I had to come up with something. My husband knows I’ve had my fair share of experiences so I told the guy to pretend like we went to school together. Husband bought it and within 30 mins, this guy was naked in our bed. My husband was nervous but I didn’t best to calm his nerves. The guy asked me to answer the door naked and I did. Husband was upstairs so when me and the new guy walked up, I started to makeout with him and it got things rolling. My husband was so turned on and so was I—especially knowing I’d been bred by this man a while back. Him and I also made eye contact while my husband was blowing him and that was probably the hottest moment of my life—knowing my unsuspecting husband was blowing some guy who bred me a while back. My husband is a cumslut—he often tells me how he wants loads all over him or in his ass but he’s never had the courage to do it. He is truly a shy man and he does not mess around. But he begged for this guy to nut all over him and loved every minute of it. Both my husband and this guy blew at the same time, then my husband finished me off as he fed me their cum and I ate their loads. Later in the evening I bred my husband as he told me how much he loved sucking someone else and watching me suck someone. He told me he wanted cum in his hole so I’m hoping this leads to new experiences that we can share together. I’ll still play on the side but knowing he wants it as much as me has given me a newfound sexual desire I’m waiting to share with him.

Wait…gay people are ageist?!? What? Don’t tell me they’re racist, sizeist, and discriminate on looks too!? Can gay guys be petty and shallow? Yes, but that’s NOT solely function of how old they are. Yeah, guys my age can be ageist, we don’t have a lock on that…there’s plenty of middle aged guys who like guys my age and won’t even consider an older guy. That’s not excusing it, but that is lying it bare. I’ve been called horrible racist names not just by older guys, but by middle aged guys, and guess what…guys my age too! Do I criticize only older gays for being racist? No. Only Anglos for being racist? No. I criticize racists for being racist. Just like I criticize fat shamers for being size-ist. Criticize the haters for their hate. Don’t criticize an age cohort for being ageist, criticize the conduct and behavior. Not all guys my age are ageist…some are into older guys. We’re not all needy mindless shallow guys too absorbed in TikTok wanting participation ribbons for everything we do. Because you know what you did? YOU were ageist…guilty of the very same thing you complained of. Shame on you.

Haha, Oh yes, Mini Cooper Guys. I know them. I live quite close to a nature reserve that can be cruisey - apart from that it is a really nice place to walk and exercise so we're usually there 3x a week in the daytime. You get to recognise people. I find it quite amusing that Mini Cooper guys will post on Squirt that they're going there or that they are there and are up for fun. You'll then see Mini Cooper guy sat in his car glued to his phone oblivious to his surroundings. He'll sit there for five - maybe ten minutes, and then speed off dramatically with lots of wheelspin showering bystanders with gravel. You'll usually then see a post on Squirt a bit later saying 'its not worth bothering'. Now if you hop on the apps (and he's usually on every single one) and try to engage while he's there you'll get ignored, and a bit later after he's gone home and had a wank, a message saying he didn't notice me and its a shame as he liked to have hooked up but he's all spent now. Next time? Maybe, but he plays the exact same game every time. I suspect he gets off on the idea of the anonymous hookup but has trouble bridging fantasy to reality. The real seam of gold at this particular place isn't Mini Cooper Guy, it's White Van Man. The spot seems very popular with tradespeople, builders, farmers and labourers looking for some relief on their way home. There's a tow truck driver who parks up there in between callouts on quiet days, who's particularly nice. Once you're practised at making anxious 'straight' but bi-curious guys comfortable, it's a great source of cum. They won't go near people like Mini Cooper Guy. (And I bet that pisses him off)

That how I started. Did it once to try. 2 months later did it again and had a longer break in between the third time. almost a year later. Fast forward to today, 4 years later: I don't refuse any load. and those guys that I actually should refuse are the most pleasurable ones to take. They fuck so good bc they really need to breed someone and it's really hard for them to find someone. I also have these mixed feelings that are part of the fun too. makes me feel like a piece of shit unworthy fag. just a dirty pig hole for these scumbags to fuck. I love it.

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

Taking exhibition pics while walking my dog is a favorite hobby. A car turned the corner as I was setting up this picture. They may have seen, not sure. Sure was fun.

East Side Club, New York City: July 4, 2021. 4am. Went to the East Side Club for the first time. It is open for business (obviously). They require proof of vaccination. I showed them a paper copy of my CDC VAMS certificate. They were fine with that. Since it was a holiday weekend, I thought the place would be packed. It wasn’t—maybe twenty guys. But all it takes is one, or two, or three hookups to make things worthwhile. Honestly, I’m happy there’s still a place in midtown Manhattan where gay men can strip down and fuck at any hour of the day. Lucky for me this time I had three hot fuck sessions. The first was with a smooth blond boy. Saw him stripped down and messing with his bud. They had their door open which is always hot. He loved having his pits feasted on. Gasped and quivered when I positioned him on his back, legs hooked over my arms and my cock aimed at his hole. Entry into his ass was such a turn on for us both. We glided into a slow fuck with kissing and pit licking. After 20 minutes he needed a break to cool down. Second, was a naturally smooth muscle guy, about 35 or so. He had incredible ass control and milked my cock as we fucked. We lasted about 30 minutes before he had to check out and head home. Third was a short, hairy, eager bottom boy with a swimmer’s build. This one had hard wired nipples. I kept him happy by deep fucking his ass while I tended his nipples. He loved being pinned to the mattress while getting plowed. He was my last fuck session of the night.

Fuck yes I live when a top leaves his cock in me after he busts his nut in me. Using my ass muscles I keep him hard enough so he doesn’t slip out and I can get another load/loads outta him

As a physician you know what they show on Grey's Anatomy? It isnt far from the truth. Depending on where you work, everyone is fucking everyone. And thats not just us gays. Even straights. Anyway, I've been fucked way too many times in call rooms and closets and empty spaces in the hospital to count. By other physicians, nurses (especially visiting nurses), respiratory and physiotherapy technicians, EMTs, Security personnel, and also a lot of random guys who came in to the hospital just to breed me and left. The call rooms where I worked were all either on a different floor or far far away from the main areas so I could squeal as loud as I wanted.

Just wanted to take a sec and say that, yes, that is all extremely accurate.

For me, I am very submissive & somewhat femme by nature. When I'm with a man I give myself to him completely! To me allowing the top to be in control, fuck me bare and cum inside me really solidifies my role as a femme bottom! Feeling his bare cock inside me and hearing him moan and shout that he's cumming really turns me on and puts a smile on my face!