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Spin the Bottle The commute on Wednesday was so much easier than the day before. I crawled out of bed, pissed, made some coffee and sat down at the table naked, ready for work. The day breezed by and I closed the laptop just after five, having never had to put any clothes on. The time I setup to meet Gabriel was a few hours away. I didn't want to be rushed like I had been the day before with Chase or make it sound like I was inviting myself over for dinner. As I was making myself something to eat, I began to think that maybe I should invite him over for dinner. That thought caught me off guard since I liked to keep people at arms length. But there was just something about him that I liked. Maybe it was his honesty or vulnerability or playfulness or how he felt in my arms or something I hadn't realized yet. Yeah, the sex was good, well... great, but I thought there was something more to it. I finished my dinner and jumped in the shower. I felt like a total queen as I rummaged around for just the right things to wear. Eventually, I decided on worn jeans with a few tears in the leg, leather boots and a tight fitting tee. Sexy and a little edgy. I picked a bottle of wine out of my rack, which thankfully took much less time than the clothes selection. I put a pair of plastic wine glasses and a corkscrew in the bag with the wine and went downstairs. I had called an uber and stood there in the vestibule waiting for it. "Damn, you lookin fine there. Hope it's a hot date" the doorman said as I stood there waiting for the car to pull up. Chuckling, I replied "Thanks. I hope its hotter than hot." The car finally arrived and I rode over to Gabriel's place silently. I got out and tipped the driver extra since he was really quick and safe, a rarity among taxi and ride share drivers from my experience. A push on the button and a few seconds later Gabriel was opening the door. His mom was in the living room watching TV and I said "Nice to see you again" as we walked through. She gave me a big smile and said "I'm glad to see you again, too" in reply. We walked back to his room, sitting down on the floor and I opened the bottle of wine. After I poured out two glasses, Gabriel took the bottle in his hand and read over the label. "Someone has good taste. This is not cheap stuff" he said with a grin. "I thought about bringing something fortified to get you drunk and easy, but I was all out" I said back, trying to hide my own grin. "Man... you already know I'm easy. I gave it up as soon as you got here last time" he replied. We both laughed and talked a while before he said "Momma must really like you. She said to have fun and just close the door if we do anything nasty. She's always wanted me to keep my door open when anyone came over." He reached back and swung the door shut. "You must have a lot of visitors" I replied, hoping the smirk on my face told him I was joking. "Tons... well... not really. A few friends and I've only had sex here twice. A guy in high school and you" he said, looking a little ashamed. "Quality over quantity" I said, taking a sip of wine. He burst out laughing and I wasn't sure if he was making a comment about the sex we had or not. "The guy in high school was as clueless about sex as I was. It was soooo fucking bad. I found out later that a couple girls in school had already experienced his lame moves so they passed the word around. None of the girls would have sex with him so he tried me. I thought getting my cherry popped was supposed to be this magical thing. Instead, I realized my finger was much better than his dick" he explained. "I hope I set the bar higher" I said. "You're here again, aren't you?" he replied with another of those sexy grins. I poured the last of the wine into our glasses as we kept talking. I didn't want to kill the mood, but I decided to bring up the free clinic that wasn't too far from his place. "Testing and visits are free and they find ways to make the medications affordable or free, too" I said. He seemed to appreciate my concern but stayed quiet after, saying "Thanks, I'll look into it." It felt like he didn't want to discuss it anymore, so I changed the topic and asked about his life out on the west coast. Once we had finished off the wine, I pushed the empty glasses and bottle to the side and pulled him close. We kissed for a while, our hands groping and rubbing all over each other's fully clothed bodies. He slid his hands under my tight tee and and had it over my head after a brief struggle. Next, it was my turn and since his shirt was much looser, it was sliding across the floor in about a second. He kicked off his slip-on shoes and then I realized my big fashion mistake. I reached down and pulled up my jeans and started unlacing my boots. "What the fuck? Boots? Fuckin' twenty hole boots? Were you planning on just slipping those jeans down far enough to get your dick out and fuck me against the wall like some back alley hookup?" he asked, looking pretty pissed off. "Nah... Nothin like that. I wasn't even planning on taking my clothes off tonight" I said back, innocently. It was the truth and even though I rarely met a guy without fucking him, this was going to be one of those times. I stopped untying my boots and began to lace them back up telling him "Maybe I should go." He moved closer and gave me the look my mom used to when I'd done something really bad as a kid. "I'll do it this time, but don't make a habit of it. I'm not your bitch" he said, his stern face turning into a devilish grin. He unlaced them and then tugged both off before looking back at me. "You don't think I spent all that time cleaning my booty just to have you sulk off home without giving me at least a quickie, do you?" he added, keeping the devilish grin. My pants slid off quickly and then my trunks. Gabriel stood up and did a slow striptease, pulling just his jeans off and showing he was going commando. He wasn't going to have any impediments to getting my dick in his ass tonight. But with his mom a few rooms over, I needed to be quiet. I pulled him back down to the rug next to me and kissed him again. A short while later, I rolled on top of him, pinning him face down to the floor. My stiff cock nestled between his butt as I continued to kiss the back of his neck while I slowly humped his ass. He was making these soft grunts with each stroke of my cock between his butt cheeks. Rising up and hovering over his body, my cock worked its way into the crevice and toward his hole. The quiet moan he let out encouraged my slow descent into him. It continued until my hips pressed against his ass and he whispered "Oh fuck yeah" before giving my cock a couple quick squeezes. Bending my arms, I lowered myself on to his back and began to roll my hips. This was a little like the second fuck a few days earlier, but I was determined to make it last a lot longer. I was only giving him quarter strokes, but it was the deep end and it felt really good to keep most of my cock inside of him. The moans he let out were quiet but I didn't want to let anyone else hear them but me. Reaching over, I could stretch just enough to grab a pillow and I tossed it next to his head. Moments later, his face was buried into the pillow and my strokes got longer. Some of his moans escaped the pillow but he kept most of them muffled. I sped up a little, giving the occasional hard thrust into him. He would grunt louder when I did that, and I didn't want his mom pounding on the door. It felt almost like one of those high school fucks I'd had so many years ago and I let out a soft giggle at the thought. I drilled him a few more minutes and then pulled my cock slowly out. I rolled him over and pushed his legs back before easily slipping my bare cock back inside. Gabriel held on to his legs, spreading them wider and allowing me to go a little deeper. We both tried to stay as quiet as possible but when I started to pound him harder, I had to place my mouth over his to keep our moans contained. With our mouths connected, it didn't take long for our tongues to begin playing. As much as I wanted to slam into his ass, I knew the sound of our bodies hitting each other would make more noise than I wanted. It didn't matter, the feeling of his soft, warm chute and the constant squeezes his ass gave my cock got me closer and closer to orgasm. Both my tongue and cock made a final plunge and I was again filling him with more of my charged seed. Almost immediately, I felt the first strong shot of his cum coat my chest and then his remaining ones covered his chest. Obviously, he had remembered my comment from my previous visit and allowed himself to cum naturally, rather than hold off until I had left. It did milk out another shot or two from my balls. I really believe both the top and the bottom should enjoy sex, regardless of the situation. We rolled again until he was laying on my chest. Gabriel alternated between kissing my chest, sucking on my nips and licking his cum off of me. A few minutes later he worked his way down my body and let his tongue loose on my soft cock. It didn't stay soft for long as he bathed it with his tongue, covering every square inch. "Mmm, a little metallic... you are trying to knock me up again" he said with a grin. He crawled up next to me and we began to kiss, swapping spit and poz cum back and forth. His arm was laid across my chest and mine around his shoulder. We dozed off for a few minutes and when we woke it was just after ten PM. I kissed him again and then he smiled back at me. "I have a favor to ask" he said softly. I nodded and he continued "I decided to take your advice and embrace the new, poz me. I'm going to start by getting a tattoo." I'm sure I looked a little shocked, but I tried to wipe it off my face and seriously ask "Are you sure you want to mark that beautiful body?" He chuckled and said "It's already marked on the inside..." pausing and then adding "I don't want something that is normally visible, but will tell the guys I get naked with what's up. I was thinking of a biohazard symbol on my ass, with the date below." "You know... that would be misleading if you become undetectable" I replied. "Yeah, but I will always be poz. I want to do it to show people I am not ashamed of having HIV" he said. "Well, then you might want something more visible. Maybe on your wrist or neck... on your chest or around your nipple. Just remember, it's permanent like the bug is, so choose something that YOU can live with" I told him. He nodded and seemed to be thinking more about it, so I gave him a minute before I asked "So what's the favor? I can't tattoo you." After a few moments Gabriel asked "Will you come to the shop with me on Saturday?"

So I’m sleeping last night and, as sometimes happens, I’m suddenly awake at 2am. I gotta answer the call of nature. I take a leak and am back to bed in moments. As it’s practically habitual, I check Grindr on my phone for messages as I’m laying down. Nothing new. No messages. No one I “know” online. I set the phone down on my night stand to go to sleep mode as I do the same. 45-seconds later I hear the chime. I’m thinking “who the hell is messaging” as I didn’t see anyone familiar online prior. Turns out it’s a message from a 23yo Hispanic stud that I do “know” and he had just gotten on. It was a simple message… “I need to fill you. Quickie?” It took me about 30-seconds longer than I would normally take to make that decision because, remember, I just woke up to pee about 5 minutes ago. The rest of the exchange was short, too. My reply, “yes”. His, “on my way”. Six minutes later I meet him at my front door naked. He comes in, strips, puts his already hard 7” cock in my mouth. I suck for about a minute to lube him up and the says, “ show me that pussy- I’m gonna fill you up.” I go legs up on my back in my living room and he’s sliding in home. That’s what I needed… what I’m good for. He pounds my mancunt for about 5-6 minutes and let’s me know he’s cumming. What a great feeling! Breathing hard he pulls out, gets dressed, compliments my soft pussy, and is out the door. Im walking back to my room and in bed by 2:30am. I like being a cumdump… answering the call of nature.

love to have a daddy like this!

The Newbies On Monday morning I was moving slow. The first cup of coffee helped and the second got me into the groove. This was a week I'd been dreading for a year and a half. My days were Tuesday and Thursday to go into the office. I wasn't really sure what the point was, since half of the people I would need to deal with were still going to be working at home those days. I could be just as productive sitting at home almost naked with my fuzzy slippers on. I checked my phones to see if there were any messages and sure enough both had some. My regular phone had a couple from work, two from my family and one from an unknown number. The hookup phone had a message from Chase. After reassuring my brother that I could find my way back to the office and my mom that I was still among the living, I dealt with the work messages. With coffee number 3 poured, I tackled the last two messages. "Hi. This is Gabriel. Thanks for yesterday. BTW my mom thinks you're cute" read the message from the unknown number. I quickly added him to my address book and sent off a reply. "Thank YOU. Was fun. Hope to meet up again. btw, your mom has a hot son." Then I moved over to the other phone and read Chase's message. "hope ur free this wk wud lv repeat tell me when" he said. "ur the busy one" I replied to Chase. I knew it would be a bad idea but I figured I could tap him on my way home from work on Tuesday, unless he was busy again. I knew I should figure out what my new work schedule was before planning the extracurricular events, but I really wanted to get my dick back into him. A minute later, I typed out "tues after work? abt 6?" I could get off the train a few stops early and have only a two block walk and I don't think he'd mind me being a little sweaty from working all day. It's not like I got very dirty at my desk job. Thankfully Monday was a lot easier than the last two at work and before I knew it I was done for the day. Done work-wise, anyway. Closing my laptop, I put it into the case it hadn't seen in over eighteen months and made sure my badge was still in the front case pocket. I sat down on the couch with a scotch in my hand and went to surf. A short while later my phone buzzed and I looked at the message. Gabriel asked "got some time?" You can always tell if someone has a quick question or if you're going to be tied up a while. I knew this was the latter. I refilled my glass and replied "Sure, what's up?" The phone call lasted almost two hours and we talked about a lot of stuff. Most of it was my sexual experiences and being poz for several years. I could tell he was still in the "freak out" stage after several months. Mine had lasted five minutes. He seemed surprised that I had no problem fucking neg guys and even was ok infecting them. "Unlike twenty years ago, there's a few ways for them to stay negative. I already eliminate some guys if they want to use condoms. I only bareback and I don't care about the bottom's status. My profiles all say that I'm poz and that covers the hookups I make. I can't tell you the last time I met up in a bar or club. The bathhouse on the other hand makes it hard to have that conversation. Guys that go there are already poz, looking to get poz or are on prep. Or just really naive" I said to him. "Some guys lie about their status" he said. "Yeah. All the more reason to be on prep if you're neg. But you're poz now, so it doesn't fucking matter. Choose your path. Stay off meds and let the other guys roll the dice. Get on them and it doesn't matter. Or, if you try to only fuck with poz guys, neither of you are at risk." I replied. "Ya know... I don't know what your sexual habits were before or even how you got pozzed. I don't want this to sound cold, but I don't care. My history with you started a few days ago. What you did before that doesn't really matter unless it consists of really bad shit and I kind of doubt you were that kind of guy. You're named after an angel, after all" I added. He laughed, which I took for a good sign. He told me about the hookups that he think got him knocked up. "Five or six hookups with this chubby latino guy that loved rough sex like I do" he said. Or his past, before covid where he was very picky about who he hooked up with and spent most of his time working not playing. "You missed the best time of your life. Being in your 20's, gay and good looking, you can get fucked 24 hours a day. 30 and over and its harder" I said. "Maybe, but I enjoyed it and some of the guys were very generous" he said, sheepishly. "You hooked?" I asked, surprised since he didn't seem to be the type. "No, not as a job. I just had a few customers at the restaurant that didn't mind spoiling me if I gave them some personal attention later" he replied, very defensively. "You'd probably do really well if you escorted, though. That body is fucking awesome and your ass is even better" I replied, chuckling. "I prefer sex to have a little more meaning than collecting money" he said. "Come on. We met on a hookup app. That's the definition of looking for meaningless sex" I replied, trying to ignore the fact that now I looked at our meeting as more than a one night stand. "I know... but I've only met one other guy off it and it was a total mess" he responded. I quickly responded "How so?" and I could hear him take a deep breath. "He was another poz guy, since that's all I ever looked for after..." and I heard a sob. "He treated me like shit, told me I was just another worthless... poz... fag... and I should be grateful that he was willing to stick his dick in me" he finished up the explanation. "He's an ass. There's a lot of them out there and some are neg, some have no clue and some are poz. You're not worthless. He was probably jealous of you. You're sexy, nice, funny and great in bed, all things he probably isn't. Some dudes have such low self esteem they talk down to guys... especially bottoms... to make themselves feel superior" I replied, my blood starting to boil. It was at that point I realized that the weird feelings were because I genuinely cared about Gabriel. "Sorry... I didn't mean to get you mad" he replied. I took a deep breath and said "No, not your fault. I get pissed when I hear about someone mistreating people I care about." There was a little pause and I wasn't sure how he was reacting. "You know... this is a good time to re-invent yourself. Keep the stuff you really like and toss everything else. Be adventurous. Grow your hair out, do some drag, learn to skydive. Use the change as the beginning of the next chapter of life" I said. He still didn't respond and I wondered if I pushed him too far. "So... we got a little sidetracked. Did we cover whatever you wanted to talk about?" "Uh... Kinda. I just wanted to talk... Maybe see if it was just a hookup or maybe more" he said, his voice shaking. "Oh... shit... Uh... I don't really do relationships... very well... or... but yeah, I think it's more than just a hookup... Uh... mind if I stop by on Wednesday night? We can talk some more or even..." I said, hoping I hadn't fucked things up. I realized I was on my fourth scotch and pretty buzzed. "Uh... OK. What time?" he asked, sounding a little unsure. "Eight? I can bring something along if you want. 420? Beer? Booze? Wine?" I asked. "Oh shit... no weed. If mama smelled that I'd be out on the streets. Maybe wine would be ok..." he replied. "Ah... got it" I said, realizing my substance use was probably way more than his right now. -- Tuesday was the least productive day at work I'd had in years. Fill out forms, show my vaccination card, sign forms saying that if I got anything I had to stay home, sign forms saying that I wouldn't hold the company liable if I caught anything. Hell, I think there was a form telling them my left testicle was bigger than the right. The only good thing was that the guy they had collecting forms was really cute. Early 20s, nice lips, good butt, flawless dark skin, tight pants, neatly trimmed beard and his hair pulled back in a short tail. The kind that is good to hold on to as you pound his ass. He got kind of shy when I'd flirt or wink at him. He was safe, I never fucked guys from work. Flirt, yes. But if I stumbled across him at the baths and he didn't know it was me, his ass was mine. It was almost six when I looked at the clock and I quickly put everything away. I flew out of the office and hopped on a train, having to run the last hundred feet to catch one that was about to leave. I got off on the first university stop and made my way over to Chase's place, calling him again as I got to the front door. He was down in seconds and with me being about a half hour late, he seemed surprised that I had showed. We made it just inside the door when Tyler came out of his room and stopped, blocking the hall. I looked around and didn't see the Asian guy anywhere. "Sorry about my attitude last time... I... just... didn't know what the deal was" Tyler stammered out. "No worries, just realize everyone likes different stuff and don't shame them for it. You probably don't even know everything you like, yet. And just cuz someone else likes it doesn't mean you have to. But... keep an open mind and next time let Chase piss on you or tie you up. There's a ton of kinks out there to try and see what gets you hard" I said with a wicked grin. Just like before, he didn't seem to dismiss the thought right away and I wondered how long before he took his first shower or swallowed his first gulp of piss. He ducked back into his room as Chase chuckled behind me and we continued to his room. This time, I did close the door and we both were naked in seconds. I laid back on his bed with my semi-hard cock pointing up. He sat down next to me and looked over, unsure of what to do. Since I was going into the office that day, I'd put deodorant on and I didn't want him to get a tongue full of that crap, so having him eat my pits again was out. My hand guided his head to my dick and he started to suck on it. A couple minutes later, he rolled off the bed and on to his knees, never letting his lips leave my cock. He started out better than last time and when he decided to take it in, it went much smoother. Maybe it was because he wasn't trying to impress his roommates or maybe he'd practiced stretching his jaw since then. Chase still dragged his teeth along my cock and with him taking most of my dick several more times than last time, it really started to sting. One thing he was able to do this time was to bury his face in my pubes. He had to tug to get the last bit in, but he did. From the moan around my cock, he appeared happy he finally did it. I'm not sure if he was happier proving to himself that he could do it or prove to me he could. I don't really care about things like that, just make me feel good and get my dick covered in spit and I'm good. The spit was making the abrasions on my cock pretty uncomfortable so I pushed his head slowly backward. My cock head left his lips with a pop and he tilted his head up at me. Spitting a gob into his open mouth, I leaned down and grabbed under his arms, hoisting him back on his feet. As soon as he was up, I slid off the bed and got behind him. "Bend over and show me that hot ass" I said deeply. He spread his legs and leaned against the bed, as I'm sure he'd done lots of times before. Kneeling down, I only spent a couple minutes eating his ass, getting a little saliva into his winking hole and the hairs matted down. From his moves and moans, Chase needed to get fucked just as bad as I wanted to fuck him. My cock slid in a few inches pretty easy but I knew he was feeling it by the groan he let out. After getting the head in, I paused a moment before pushing half way in. I slowly pushed until I felt the barrier, enjoying the tight sleeve gripping my cock. I felt him push back and I knew that more force was needed to break through his inner ring. "Not yet" I said softly before slipping back and then rocking my hips. I plowed him with three quarters strokes listening to him moan. When he got used to it, I began to thrust faster. I heard a short whine and then he went back to moaning. Another ten minutes passed and I notched it up again, drilling him a little faster. The tip of my dick was teasing his inner ring and if I hit it too hard I'd feel Chase twist his body. Pushing him up on to the bed, I knelt down behind him and got into a good position to pound him. My cock slid easily into the gaping hole and I picked up the fucking where I had stopped. He kept moaning and muttering "oh fuck... oh god... ahhh yeah..." over and over. Some times he would shove his ass back as I went in and others he'd just work his ass muscles on my dick. The sounds from his now wet hole really spurred me on and after a few more strokes I gave a hard shove and broke through. He cried out and immediately buried his face into the bed while my hands held his hips still and I left my dick planted deep. I'm sure Tyler was listening to us on the other side of the wall, probably stroking himself silly. A few seconds later, I pulled back half way and resumed drilling his ass. Two minutes later I jabbed in again, slapping my balls into his. His outer ring clamped down on my cock and when it loosened up, I went back to plowing him again. Waiting a short while, I changed it up and began slowly deep dicking him. He took every inch and while I felt him squirm a little and gasp each time I bottomed out he never said "stop." It felt great but my balls were churning away and I only gave him four or five more thrusts before slamming in again. My cock throbbed as each shot filled his guts with my toxic load. I leaned forward against his back and slowly humped his ass, shooting a couple more spurts of cum into him. "Gonna knock this ass up good" I whispered into his ear. I ground my hips on his sweaty ass, listening to him moan before he collapsed flat on his stomach. My cock stayed in him, holding in all the viral goodness, as he continued milking my cock with his ass. It kept me hard a lot longer than normal and I did give him a few more erratic thrusts. This time he really sounded sloppy. After a few minutes just laying there, I rolled us on to our sides. I reached around and his cock was sticky and soft. "Already shoot your load?" I asked quietly. "Mmhmm. Twice" he replied, chuckling. "Sorry I didn't notice, I was enjoying how good it felt fucking you" I said mischievously. He laughed and replied "First was when you kept hitting my spot before you went all the way in..." He paused and I could tell he was a little shy about when the second was. "And?" I asked. His head turned back and I could see he was blushing. "When you said you were knocking me up" he said softly.

I realized I haven't written a post about any layover escapades since April. It's not that I haven't hooked up, it just hasn't been as much. And the fucking has been mostly quick and not noteworthy. All summer, our layovers have been dreadfully short. Airlines offered leaves of absence during the height of covid. Once vaccines started to roll out, they decided to fly a near full schedule from previous years. This meant that those of us still working would be working longer days and have shorter layovers. It was the norm to have scheduled 11 hours in a hotel (or even less). And with summer weather acting up...well, you do the math. I was often faced with the choice of getting sleep, or searching for some quick cock and cum. A lot of the time, I chose sleep. Luckily, every month I was able to schedule 2 or 3 stays in Salt Lake City. So my ass has been well taken care of by my fuck bud there. And he's always a good sport, will come out to my hotel at any time of day. Even if it's at 2 AM (and we had several of those). I've written about him before, so I didn't think it necessary to add anything. But the fucking was, as always, HOT! We even had a couple of dinner dates along the way. And yes, I'm seeing him a couple of times later this month. Kind of new for me, I've been actively seeking to top a bit more. In the past, I've mostly done it with regular fuck buds and the occasional bath house dark room. But topping a random guy from online has been difficult for me. For some reason I get all in my head about it, and sometimes can't deliver the goods. But I've come to find that if the bottom looks like a guy I'd want to top me, and there's kissing involved, I'm a pretty competent top! I've also found that once I cum, as long as I stay in the ass, my dick stays hard. I'll probably only be able to deliver one load, but I can fuck forever after I blow a load. Tomorrow night I'm in a hotel that's attached to the Mall of America. I have a 20 hour layover and despite the hotel having inconvenient parking and key controlled elevators, I'll be on the hunt. And I have a VERY eager and HOT top daddy in Denver who's rearranging his schedule to we can play next week when I'm there. Looking forward to getting some longer stays in hotels, and getting hot loads to post about. Stay tuned.

I am a 30 yo guy living in mostly monogamous relationship with a guy. I generally practice only safer sex. This is a real story of the first time I took a load on the first meeting with a guy and the first time I had something with a black guy. I am a normal dude with some muscle, some fat, nice face. I am usually a top. I live in Prague where there are just a handful of black guys and those are usually tourists. So I must say I had had no experience with a black guy – until recently. Couple of days ago this black beefy guy in his 50s hit me on grindr. We have exchanged couple of messages before and he invited me for a coffee. I was nearby so I came over and I did not expect anything. After chatting a bit we started kissing and one thing led to another and we were in his naked bed. I loooooved his body and his uncut big cock. After sucking him a little bit he started to eat me out. It felt really good. He asked if he can fuck me and I said no, but after a little longer of eating out I gave up. He said he doesn’t use condoms cause he can hardly ever find big enough for him (!). I never go bare with guys I do not know, but I was so horny I let him. With only spit instead of lube he got in. It hurt like hell, but after a little bit it felt really good. He was fucking me for about 20 minutes and then asked me if he can cum inside. To my horror I moaned yes! It was a loooot of cum. We cuddled afterwards and then I left. It felt good and wrong at the same time. But it was the first time I barebacked with a stranger.

Fucked a 60 year old bear 5 times last weekend. Each time raw and every drop of my cum went in his hole. He had been saying how much he wanted to be in my club, so when I had the chance I took it. First time he was nervous, until I started telling him he'd soon be my little fuck pig, then he was begging for it. By the 5th time he was verbal as fuck and just absolutely milking my cock with his ass. I think he's going to make a most excellent cum dump bear very soon♥️

Nothing, skipping a day now and again doesn't hurt and taking two to make up for it has no benefit (according to my doctor) just make sure you take it regularly and don't get into the habit of skipping. I use a weekly pill box so I know when I've forgotten and what day. Taking prep regularly keeps the drug in your system to do what it needs to, one day missed has little if any impact, several days however is a different issue as the amount in your system is lessened.

I got my last few loads from a 62 year old man who I met on the website “sniffies”. I asked For an old man with an uncut huge soft dick with super low hanging balls. Phil answered me and we met outside of the Copley Plaza Hotel in Boston. We said hi and Phil told me that he lived so close and I followed him to his place. His tiny apartment didn’t matter because as soon as we entered our clothes we’re off, he threw me on the bed, held my legs up, I started to suck his thick foreskin and cock pulling on his balls while Phil ate out my butt hole. Phil said he will get a little hard but not much which I answered that like I told him I love huge soft dicks. Phil said he was going to shoot soon in my mouth and he poured a huge thick load in my mouth which I swallowed it all. Phil then reached over and got some lube and greased up my hole. Getting between my legs, telling me to pull my ass cheeks apart, he squeezed his cock and started to force his dick head into my hole. Phil got the head in and squeezed more of the shaft and slowly worked the whole dick up inside of me. I was saying that I loved the way it felt and he could keep it up there all night long and I wanted all his loads up inside of my “cunt”. Phil started to pull out about halfway, then squeezed his base of his dick and pushed back all the way in. He repeated this a bunch of times and I was saying that I could feel his cock getting a little longer, harder and thicker, just laughed and said that he was ready to fuck me for the whole night. Well that’s what Phil did, he would fuck me, shoot, then fuck me, shoot, then fuck me , shoot, etc… he shot 5 times up my cunt to the point where his cum was farting out all around his cock by load 3 but he kept going telling me it is so much easier to fuck a stretched open cunt when it’s full of the best lube that Is made, sperm. I would keep reaching under his legs and would pull his balls over him so they were on top of my stomach. Phil and I all this time were sucking mouths like crazy. After #5 Phil rolled off of me, then I just started to pour out all of his loads…I couldn’t stop. Phil said he didn’t care. We stayed like that for a while then we showered together and as we were walking to the shower I was farting out his cum, thank God he had hard wood floors. Phil said that we should make a date for next weekend, how about Friday night then we could spend lots of time together and maybe after a while he would have a couple of his “old” friends join us because he knew that I would love them and they would love me. I told him Friday it was. I met Phil on 9/4th and I am so excited about this Friday, 9/10! How many loads this time?

CHAPTER 5: ADAM Nothing had transpired with him and Brandon after Tyler’s night of hell. Brandon didn’t seem to suspect anything, and Tyler certainly hadn’t said anything. Tyler dreamed of Jax every night, his hand would ferociously jerk his dick thinking about Jax. Everytime he told Brandon he loved him, the guilt was overwhelming, yet somehow it would make Tyler so hard he would have to leave the room to blow multiple loads. Then the guilt of getting off to the guilt of his infidelity would turn him on again. Tyler didn’t understand. He had so many levels of guilt he couldn’t even think straight, but everything was a domino effect. Each feeling of guilt manifested into Tyler wanting to cum, and cum, and be touched, and be bad. There was still plenty inside him telling him to stay good, to love Brandon, to treat that night like a horrible mistake, but never speak of it again, yet he know deep down he would have a hard time staying the straight and narrow after what happened to him. Once he had exhausted multiple orgasms for the day, he would tend to feel like he had gotten it out of his system, only to realize not even an hour or so later, that he craved it even more. Several days after that night, Tyler got a text from Adam. “I need to talk to you, can you come over?” The text inquired. “Whats it about?” Tyler asked. “Just come over please.” Tyler arrived at Adam’s apartment, where a tight pair of shorts and a sleeveless tee, his skinny body glistening in the sun. Adam answered the door shirtless, his face was full of pain, and he waved Tyler inside. Collapsing on the sofa in front of Tyler, his head in his hands, Adam broke down. “I didn’t know who else to talk to,” Adam said. “What do you mean Adam? What is this all about? We aren’t even that close!” Tyler said in a slightly exasperated manner. “What do you mean what is this about?” Adam exclaimed, “We cheated!” Tyler felt shockwaves shooting through him. How did Adam know? How could he know? He had left with that boy in the club. Plus, Aaron and Adam had an open relationship so how could Adam have cheated? “Those boys were all about you Tyler! I know they must have touched you to the extreme after I left.” “Uh, Adam,” Tyler sighed, “You know I am 100% loyal to Brandon. They were a bit flirty, but I drew the line. You should know that Im not about to cheat on Brandon.” “Oh, shit. Man Tyler, with you being the hottest thing in that club, I figured you’d let go, and just went for it. Those boys were hot too. Fuck. Now you’re not going to understand.” Adam sighed. “I’ve been cheating on Aaron with that boy from the club every day. He’s insane, he makes me take him bareback in front of all the happy pictures of Aaron and he begs me to tell him that I love him. And fuck Ty, I like it. I can’t stop it. I feel gulty as fuck after these 4 to 5 to 6 hour long lovefests are done, and it makes me horny. How can guilt make someone horny?!” Tyler felt the guilt begin to rise in him. Like getting a hardon in a crowd and being uncomfortable, Tyler felt himself immediately desperate trying to think of something to calm the burning fire that was going within in as soon as Adam started talking about guilt.” “Tyler, I’m masturbating like 20 times a day in pleasure every time I think about my guilt! What the fuck, it feels amazing, it feels wrong, but I don’t understand. We were supposed to tell each other everything, but it feels so much better to tell him nothing. It feels so much better to tell someone else that I love them and then bullshit it with Aaron. What the fuck is up with me?” “Adam, I….I….don’t know what to say buddy,” Tyler gulped hard, “I’ve just never gone through this before. I really can’t counsel you on this.” Tyler could see Adam’s tears, mixed with rage, mixed with a growing dick in his athletic shorts. Tyler was feeling like his control was being eroded at breakneck pace at this point. The jolts, shockwaves, tingles, shooting all throughout him thinking about cheating, guilt, and what is was doing to him at home, and now hearing someone else giving into it, made trying to keep his horniness almost impossible. His dick started to grow. Considering the size of shorts Tyler was wearing, it took practically nothing before it was obvious through Adam’s tears that Tyler was aroused. “Why are you hard?” Adam said, almost angrily. “I’m not,” Tyler lied again. Adam could see the darkness rising in Tyler, along with his average dick now being rock hard. Adam reached and grabbed Tyler’s now pulsing cock, and Tyler yelped. “Adam!” “Tell me to stop” Tyler was about to say it but he realized he couldn’t. “What, do you like this shit? Lying piece of shit!” Adam was more angry than horny. His grief, guilt, and internal hatred for himself was manifesting as sexual, but it was clear his anger was key. Tyler relented, “I mean, I mean, just maybe it turned me on just a little bit? I mean not a lot, I mean….” Adam slammed his lips into Tyler’s violently. Their tongues swirled, and then Tyler pulled away for a breath. “How many did you sleep with that night?!” Adam demanded. “None!” Tyler again lying harder than ever “FUCKING BULLSHIT YOU WHORE!” Adam roared. “HOW FUCKING MANY??!” “NONE!” Tyler was yelling back. Adams hands were beginning to grope him. Fog was entering his head. His mind went to Brandon, then to Jax, then to Adam’s anger staring him in the face. “I don’t fucking believe you for a second!” Adam screamed as he began to unbutton Tyler’s tight shorts. Sweat began to pour down Tyler’s face. The guilt bubble inside him was at a boiling point. His dick was pulsing, memories of that night were jolting him into the stratosphere, he felt the same loss of control he did with Jax. This perfect, sweet, sensual, beautiful disaster was overcoming him. He was weak, useless, trashy, and couldn’t hold it in any longer. “AT LEAST FUCKING 40!!!!” Tyler howled. “Oh you fucking lying, cheating disgusting slut!!” Adam returned the howl. Ripping off Tyler’s shorts down the smoothest, skinniest legs he’d ever laid his eyes on, he felt his dick pulsing uncontrollably. “And I bet it was all unprotected….” Tyler just looked down, he gave in to guilt, to shame, and Adam lifted his skinny legs in the air. “Well I guess you’ll love me in you raw, and not knowing where my dick has been then you fucking TRASH!” Adam plunged into Tyler without another moment’s hesitation. Fireworks shot through Tyler, the room disappeared, colors of every spectrum shot around him, his nerves were on fire as every sensation felt like heaven and hell mixed into some dark maniacal emotion. He wasn’t in Adam’s apartment anymore. He transcended space and time. Visions of his lovemaking to Brandon, his horror committed the other night, intertwined, fighting each other, shattering into a million pieces only to re-emerge to fight each other again. Tyler saw visions of Brandon sobbing, Jax laughing, Bastion breeding. Tyler saw two paths emerge. A glowing beautiful vibrant utterly blissful relationship with the man he loved, visions of 5, 10, 15 years down the road together in the most happy ways possible. The other path was his skinny body soaked from the rain in a back alley, his knees smashed into the concrete as his face was pressed up against a dumpster, rivers of cum flowing out of his perfect pussy, and a line down the alley, down the street and across town to enter him. “You. Don’t. Know. Where. My. Dick. Has. Been!” Adam screamed, every word was a gigantic thrust into Tyler. “Take that fucking shirt off.” Tyler relented, pulling his shirt off, showing off his wet, sweaty skin matted to his skinny frame, his metal and diamond piercings shimmering in the light. Their lips met again, this time anger melded with lust, Tyler felt love, then realized it was silly to feel love, and then realized he wanted to feel it, and then felt guilty. The guilt drove pre cum to start pouring out of his dick. “Gawd I used to think you were so perfect but you are goddamn utter trash!” Adam was still screaming. His hips were working into Tyler’s still incredibly loose hole. “You can tell you went fucking slut mode on Brandon you dumb fuck. I can barely feel my cock in your ass, and its fucking amazingly hot!” Adam continued pumping Tyler, Tyler’s head bobbing back and forth. He really was in another dimension. Adam would pull him out of his stupor, but then fell back into it. Adam’s words were dulled by the feelings Tyler was having. Again his mind watched visions of him being a back alley cum dump and he could feel the love that his future self had for what he was doing, and then his visions would change to a sobbing Brandon, and Tyler couldn’t understand, but he felt content. “I’m going to put my fucking babies in you and make you MINE!” Adam yelled. Tyler snapped out of his daze, “But I’m not yours,” he whispered quietly. Adam backhanded Tyler across his face several times, still increasing for fury in his fucking, then licking softly up and down Tyler’s neck and whispering, “You know you want to be mine.” Adam’s tone went from so angry to so sultry and it deepened the darkness swirling in Tyler. He felt new sensations shooting through him as Adam made his statement, a wanting, a belonging, a reason for new pleasure. “Make me yours them,” Tyler sighed. Adam screamed like an animal, ramming so hard into Tyler that Tyler lost his breath. He felt Adam slam his prostate so hard, cum began shooting from his dick, and then the fire hose of Adam’s dick began to blow his DNA deep within Tyler’s slut hole. “Kiss me better than you have ever kissed Brandon!” Adam orderd. And so Tyler did. He felt Adam and him ascending into the heavens, staring down at the world, electricity shooting out of them. He felt pregnant from the amount of cum deposited into him from Adam, and went limp in his arms. Adam pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned his dick with his mouth. “You’re disgusting, but that hole is mine,” Adam claimed. “ You will come over here whenever the fuck I want, or Brandon is going to know fucking EVERYTHING”. Adam had gotten his fill, and now his rage was back. Tyler could see this rage pleasured him, he was enjoying this, he was falling in love with his own anger and letting it consumer him. Tyler put his clothes back on, exchanging kisses with Adam and letting Adam grope him as he tried to get dressed. “I will ruin your relationship if I have to, do not make me go that far” Adam demanded. Tyler didn’t say a word. Adam for a moment, was taken a back. Tyler’s eyes, they looked like a cat’s eye, and animal eye for a brief second. Adam blinked, and it was gone. Must have been the light. There was no resolution. Tyler never agreed to come back, or denied Adam’s statement. Hair disheveled, sweaty, panting, and still higher than could be described, a defeated Tyler walked towards the apartment door to leave. Adam looked at his phone, Aaron would be home soon, otherwise this bitch would not have only taken one load of his DNA for the day. Adam felt he had Tyler hooked. He had no idea what was swirling in Tyler’s mind or the mania that was beginning to ensue. Adam’s phone vibrated with a text message as Tyler left the apartment. “FROM BASTION: WANT TO GO TO HELL TOGETHER TONIGHT ONCE AARON FALLS ASLEEP?” Adam smiled, a wicked smile. That Bastion boy really knew how to defile his hole. “WHENEVER YOU WANT, MY REAL LOVE”, Adam replied via text.

Im not fully happy with this Chapter but I needed to get over the hump to move the story forward and this was necessary. I hope you can understand and its still enjoyable for you. Luckily I am posting the next chapter right after this one. CHAPTER 4: HEDON At 4AM HEDON was still packed full of the most beautiful twinks anyone had ever seen. Its was an expansive commune, thirty to fourty times larger than Tyler had seen. There were dozens of expansive open sex rooms, private fuck closets, gloryholes, lounges, alcoves, bar locations and there was even the man den, a place for old men to come (if they were members or investors of the club that is) and enjoy the sensual delights of any boy there. Exactly, as the clock hit 4AM, all the lights in the club turned a deep red. A small buzzing sound came over the speakers for around 30 seconds, but the red lights remained. The scene was never affected by the change. Lust continued to flow from the multiple floors and every corner of the compound. Open and wild sex was rampant everywhere anyone would look. In a small brick hallway, 6 doors opened, almost simultaneously and 6 extremely skinny, black-robed figures exited from individual rooms. They wore only tiny black briefs, a hooded cloak that ran to the floor, and a tight fighting mask over their faces resembling a blank stare. Their pace down the hallways was brisk, but not overly hurried. They wound their way through the halls, up a set of stair, down two others. They had purpose in their movement, and they arrived at what happened to be a glass conference room, surrounded on 3 sides by the largest of the open sex rooms. It was more of a sex floor. Over 100 psychotic, wild, addicted twinks where going at it in various manners. Pleasure abounded from every look on their face, their ecstasy was real and pure. The six figures paid no attention. They entered the conference room one by one, each taking a set around a gorgeous ebony-wood lacquered conference table. At the head of the table, was another hooded figure. This one wore a mask, and also was in underwear, albeit boxer briefs. He had a beefy hairy dad bod. The mask he wore was the same blank staring mask as the 6 sitting in front of him. “Harbingers!” he said exuberantly. “Yes Hedon”, they all responded in unison. A man in an exceptional suit appeared next to Hedon, or Lord Hedon as he was officially known. The man looked as if he had just stepped out of trading on Wall Street. “This here is Michael Cormacker. He owns several multinational corporations with profits in the billions. He is married, bored, and desperate for the life that HEDON can provide him”, Hedon claimed. The figures said nothing. They didn’t appear to be in a trance. Their heads pointed downwards, their robes were slightly opened, showing glittering hints of their skinny bodies. There was no nodding, no acknowledgement to Hedon, just complacency, as it appeared. “Before we attend to Mr. Cormacker’s needs,” Hedon stated, “a slight bit of business and reminders”. The biweekly tradition of mounting will take place in next week for you six. You all have done it many times, you know what is expected of you. The normal 12 hour duration will be in place. Be prepared to give yourself to your deepest and darkest filth as you let the masses use you. Currently, with the club’s population, we are looking at least at 500. That may increase as we approach the date.” The figures all nodded, not saying a word. “Now, Mr. Cormacker. You are sincerely interested in our establishment, as our considerable amount of resources have determined. Let me help you understand what it is we do here.” Mr. Cormacker nodded. You could see his eyes darting in between the figures at the table, trying to catch a glance as to whatever was under their robes, how beautiful their faces must be under those masks. “These are the harbingers. The facilitate the corruption and the finality of giving in to utter pleasure, at whatever expense is necessary.” Hedon signaled to the figures at the table as he explained. “What do you mean harbingers? Cormacker seemed annoyed with the cult like nature of what he had originally thought was just a sex club. “Let me explain how Hedon operates,” Hedon described. “We practice the purest form of hedonism. We give into lust, pleasure, at any and all expense. Our greatest pleasure is seeing boys devolve into sexual maniacs, watching their relationships, lives, everything, fall apart right in front of their eyes, and watching them derive the greatest pleasure from it.” Hedon’s voice was deep, but smooth. The figures at the table made no response at all. “Listen man, I have unlimited funds to invest, but I have no interest in supporting a club with such an odd code. I just want unlimited fucking to satisfy me in the ways my wife never will!” Cormacker was annoyed at this point. “Permit me the time to explain the process.” Hedon signaled for Cormacker’s eyes towards the glass walls over the conference room. Smoke hid the clearer picture, but Cormacker, now focused on room surrounding the conference area, could make out thinly veiled figures, what looked to be perfectly shaped twinks, making out, touching each other , connecting with each other. On the panel to his left, Hedon pressed a button. Parts of the ceiling in the outer room surrounded the conference opened up, revealing giant fans which began to spin up. Within a moment, the fans sucked all the smoke out and the ecstasy was revealed. Cormacker gazed in disbelief at the number of beautiful twinks, sweat covering their bodies, their lips and tongues intertwined, their bodies gyrating to the dark evil techno that was playing. There was nothing but lust. He watched in amazement for minute after minute as the boys just cycled from one to another, with seemingly unlimited horniness, and craving more and more. “They only sleep as little as they can. This is how they live,” Hedon explained. “And it is done through the dark deeds of the harbingers. But in the end, all these boys chose this. They weren’t forced, they aren’t paid. This is the life they have chosen to live.” Cormacker’s mouth was practically on the floor at this point. What he was seeing was heavenly, and hellish, and every dream he ever had. “May I continue with your education then? “Hedon’s words pointed at Cormacker. “Continue”, Cormacker said. There was no more annoyance in his voice, he was hooked already. “The harbingers each represent a different part in the cycle of becoming an addicted hedonist. They are experts at their craft, their desires as impure as can be imagined, and their results are impeccable. “ Hedon motioned for the first harbinger at the table to stand. The harbinger stood, his robe pulling open, showing a very tight, lanky, skinny, glistening smooth perfect body. “This is the Harbinger of Infidelity”, Hedon said. “He lives to take pleasure in the initial deception and lack of control a boy exhibits when he cheats on his lover. The Harbinger is an expert at planting all the seeds of infidelity in a boy. The boy becomes obsessed with this Harbinger, his thoughts turn from his boyfriend, and the cheating commences. As with every harbinger, nothing is forced. The boy comes to realize the pleasure of his deception, of the hell he is creating, and finds extreme pleasure in the guilt and the lying. This is the first step on the path, and this harbinger, the facilitator. The Harbinger of Infidelity sat down, keeping his robe more open for Cormacker to gaze at his perfect body. The next Harbinger stood up. “The Harbinger of Mania,” Hedon laughed. “After a boy has fully fallen into the corruption of cheating, this Harbinger takes over to exacerbate the corruption. Mania, insanity, pulse through the boy, augmenting his feels of lust, augmenting his frequency of cheating, taking the sex to a different level, showing the boy that losing his mind can create ultimate pleasure. This mania is important for the next step.” Cormacker’s mouth was wide open at Mania’s perfect body, as his robe was exposing it wide open. However, as expected of Mania, he was caressing and touching his own body like crazy, almost egging Cormacker to make his way around the table to touch him. However he sat down as the third Harbinger stood up. “The Harbinger of Doubt,” Hedon’s tone became more serious, “has the job of corrupting both sides of the relationship. He places strain through interactions with both boyfriends, the one that is cheating, and the one that is unknowingly being cheated upon. He wraps his tendrils around the brain of each, causing sincere doubt and questioning. Relationships heave under his expert meddling, fracturing in multiple ways, their demise on the horizon. Of course, because we do not force anyone, couples may recover from these fractures, yet few do. Doubt has an incredible hold on the situation as it matures into something darker. “ Doubt displayed his body, more simply like Infidelity did, and Cormacker just began to drool. Each one was more perfect than the next. The next three stood up together. “Instead of boring you with the details, I will keep the remaining brief and simple. In front of you stands the Harbingers of Broken Will, Whoring, and finally, Hedonism. Each again representing a pivotal step in a boy’s fall to true hedonism.” Hedon stared at Cormacker, “Do you understand the fall, the pleasure, and the dark phoenix that rises from the ashes at this point?” Cormacker gulped, a massive impression from his hard cock was jutting out from his suit pants. “So how many boys have they corrupted?” “Our current resident count is around 500 at this time,” Hedon smiled, “All of them cheated into oblivion, and some of the boys they cheated on fell into this darkness as well.” “What do you mean by resident count?” “As stated, our boys have given up everything, willingly.” Hedon’s smirked darkly. “They have given up their lives, families, lovers, all to be naked almost 24/7 here in their home, where they become eternally entrenched in ecstasy. They live here. They cruise the streets sometime, but in the end, they go where they can be sluts, always raw, unprotected, sluts. Your investment is not paying to have sex with them, it is to keep this massive operation open and become a member, giving you access at any time of the day. These boys would have sex with you regardless of investment as I have stated, they do no discriminate. They want pleasure from ANYONE!” Hedon hissed. Cormacker then realized hands were all over his body. His eyes diverted from Hedon to see he was surrounded by the Harbingers, their robes crumpled on the floor around their chairs, their extremely skinny, glossy bodies rubbing up against them. Their faces remained covered, just exceptionally hot bodies in the tiniest briefs with faceless masks, allowing Cormacker to touch them. He felt the pleasure, the ecstasy, the lust. He wanted them, he wanted the boys outside the conference room in the smoke, he wanted them all. “But there are only twinks here,” Cormacker said, “Would I not be out of place? Would they even have sex with me?” Hedon’s gaze snapped to him, “We have tens of thousands of square feet in a dedicated sub club for daddies and extreme older men.” Hedon pressed another button and a screen behind him lit, with multiple cameras situated over the area he was speaking of. Cormacker’s jaw dropped even more as gorgeous twink after gorgeous twink were seen excessively loving on some of the oldest men he’d ever seen. One twink, from the video feed, had to be hardcore riding an 80 year old, and the twink looked like he was having an orgasm every 30 seconds. He had never seen anything so fucked up yet so beautiful, and never seen a twink ever into a man of that age in his life. “Is that….normal?” Cormacker stuttered. Hedon smiled, “All of our boys do that, every single day.” The Harbingers nodded, their hands still groping Cormacker, his hands running up and down their bodies. In lust, Cormacker exclaimed “The money is yours, I want to be here every moment I can” The Harbingers, then began to leave, one by one, with Mania grabbing Cormacker’s hand leading him out of the conference room. Hedon swiveled to get a better look at the multi camera monitor. From above, he saw Cormacker enter the sweet, and was swarmed by at least 10 twinks. His clothes were off, his head thrown back, his body pulsed with lust as he submitted to the group surrounding him. Hedon had secured funding for the next 10 years, on top of multiple other prospective investors who would go through the same courtship in the upcoming days.

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

The sexy hipster, part 1 Matt was getting fucked regularly by the “safe sex top” and his cousin – sometimes a threesome, sometimes one on one, a couple times the cousin brought a friend. Matt was getting bred by them every fuck. The guys would say things to Matt like, “I wish more hot sluts would take our cocks bare,” and “You’re such a hot cumdump.” Matt loved getting fucked by these guys. He really enjoyed the sex. What he didn’t understand was why the “safe sex top” kept turning him down for dinners, coffees, movies, etc. If was clear the guy loved fucking him and cumming in his holes, but the top was just not going to date Matt. Matt was hurt, but not devastated. He knew he was cute and sexy – the guys told him so almost every time they fucked him. Matt got back on AOL. He decided to focus on a guy who would meet him for a date – not sex; not cyber sex; not phone sex – a regular date. BAM! Within two days, Matt and this guy, John, were talking on the phone and arranging to meet at a bar in John’s neighborhood. John lives in a hipster ‘hood with trendy, cheap places to shop, lots of indie coffee houses, and cheap food and drinks. John is sexy. His body is tight and he is about 5’9”, 130 lbs, black hair and blue eyes. So pretty that Matt is really excited for the date. John and Matt meet at the bar. They have a couple drinks and really hit it off. Matt is kinda staring at John’s model gorgeous face while they talk. John is touching Matt’s leg and arm. Matt doesn’t want the night to end. John doesn’t either and he invites Matt back to his place. John lives in a really cool, exposed brick loft with an open floor plan. Matt tells John that his place is very sexy, just like him. John leans in and kisses Matt. John and Matt are making out in the kitchen, their clothes are coming off. Matt sees John’s tight body and abs as John stands before him in his boxers. Matt, in his briefs, sinks to his knees, kisses John’s abs, licks them, and goes for John’s thick cock jutting his boxers. John stops Matt, takes his hand, and guides Matt to the bedroom. John lays on the bed, his cock pops through the boxer opening and Matt bends over and takes it in his mouth. Matt sucks the head. John moans. Matt sucks the girthy 7” cock and is liking the feeling as the cockhead hits the back of his throat. Matt gives John head for awhile – probably about 10 minutes – and John is loving it. John pulls Matt up the bed and makes out with him. John takes off his boxers. John pulls off Matt’s briefs. John says, “I have to fuck you. You are so sexy.” Matt is under John, his legs spread and John between his legs, cock pressing on his hole, “Matt says fuck me.” John reaches over, grabs so lube and a condom; sheathes his John, rubs lube on his cock and fingers some into Matt’s hole. Matt is so happy John is about to fuck him, but he’s been getting fucked bareback so much Matt’s afraid he won’t enjoy sex with a condom. John pushes his head inside Matt. Matt grunts, but he has been getting fucked a lot recently, so Matt’s anal ring gives way to John’s cock. John slides in Matt a couple inches. Matt winces now and bites his lip. John sees this, kisses Matt, and says, “Tell me when you are ready for more.” Matt relaxes and a minute later John is balls deep in Matt. Matt moans when John’s cock hits his prostate. John and Matt fuck missionary at first, then doggie which is so amazing for Matt, then Matt’s chest on the bed/ass in the air, then Matt pressed on the bed. Matt is a bit uncomfortable in some positions because he can feel the condom more. But mostly Matt is moaning like a bitch. This fucking has been going on for 15 minutes or more. John is saying dirty things to Matt about how good his ass feels. Matt loves this fuck. Then as John’s cock hits Matt’s insides again, Matt realizes that he has to pee. He is kinda embarrassed and doesn’t want the fucking to stop. But the sensation is too much and Matt is now afraid that he will pee on John’s bed. Matt tells John he has to pee, apologizes, kisses John, hops out of bed and goes to the bathroom. In the bed, John is flipped over on his back and stroking his cock which is getting soft. He doesn’t want Matt to think he isn’t into him or doesn’t find him sexy or is annoyed, so John pulls off the condom. John keeps stroking his cock, grabs another condom from the nightstand, puts in the bed, uses some lube to stroke himself. Matt uses his time in the bathroom to make sure he is clean, looking sexy, and takes that needed piss. Matt comes back to the bedroom. He sees John stroking his bare cock. Matt is pleasantly surprised. He gets back on the bed, straddles John, kisses him and apologizes for needing to use the bathroom. John says its no big deal. Matt takes John’s cock, lines it up with his used hole, and slides down on the bare cock. John looks up at Matt, surprised. He says, “My cock is in your ass bareback.” Matt says, “I know.” John doesn’t move to stop Matt riding his bare cock. This feels so good for John. John says, “This feels so good.” Matt rides John’s cock up and down slowly, letting John get used to the feeling of his ass without a condom. John is moaning and stifling grunts. Matt is working his dick so well. John pulls Matt off him, tells him to get in doggie position, and gets behind Matt. It’s now that Matt sees the unopened condom in front of him and realized that John didn’t intend to be fucking him raw. John slides his raw cock all the way into Matt. He is fucking Matt hard now. Matt has one hand on the wall, the other stroking his cock. He’s moaning and looking at the unopened condom beneath him. John is roughly fucking Matt and says he is close. Matt pushes his ass back and says me too. John says, “Do you want me to cum inside you?” Matt says, “Yes cum in me.” John grabs Matt’s hips. Slams his cock into Matt and Matt can feel the wetness inside him as the cum is shot all over his unprotected ass. Matt’s eyes fall back on the unopened condom as he smiles. Matt grunts, strokes his cock and cums on John’s bed, the unopened condom, and his hand. John and Matt cuddle for awhile after sex. John is concerned about the bareback sex. Matt reassures John that he got tested recently and that it was negative. After the cuddling and conversation, Matt and John fuck again. John cums deeply in Matt’s ass without asking as Matt is bent over John’s bed.

Preparing for the night - showering and making sure i was cleaned inside and out - I was beyond excited thinking about Trevor - his perfect jock body - and the muscled up guys he might have with him. It made my dick throb thinking about it. This weekend was going to be so hot, I was ready to be a pig. As I was drying off and thinking about how much dick I was going to have shoved down my throat - I heard my phone buzz. It was Trevor “where the fuck are you?! Guys here are fucking hot!” He included a photo of (I assumed) the action at his place - pic of a perfect round ass in a white jock splayed out on the bed, thick muscly legs framing the straps perfectly.... immediately making my dick twitch — I wanted my face in that jocks crack - tasting his sweaty hole. Damn, I was horned up. I texted back - “be there soon - just finishing getting ready - can’t wait to taste that ass 🤤” I figured I could use a little “pre-party” courage - luckily I had some shit left from earlier in the week with my buddy Carl (another story) - i opened the lock box under the bed and pulled out my trusty glass pipe and a baggy with a few fat shards - the sight of the drugs made my cock start to throb - fucking love getting spun on Tina and getting piggy! I dropped a couple shards into the pipe, and started melting it with my torch- the thick white smoke swirling in the pipe - fuk yeah! I pulled the glass dick up to my lips and drew a long hit into my lungs, holding it in as long as I could stand and then blew out a giant white cloud into the bathroom mirror. Within a few seconds I could feel my heart start to beat faster, and my cock start to throb. I took several more hits like this - getting myself to that perfect horned up state - but not too fucked up to know what was up or down. Okay - time to get dressed and head out. First I put a steel cockring on my half hard dick - fuck that felt good. My cock was already dripping precum. I pulled on my favorite white jockstrap - my dick bulging the fabric nicely - I stopped to look myself over in the mirror - all that time in the gym had paid off - I had great muscle definition - beautiful broad shoulders and a tight six pack stomach. I ran my hands over my smooth body - the drugs making my skin tingle as I did so. Fuck I looked (and felt!) sexy. I pulled on a pair of light colored jeans and a white sleeveless T-shirt. My cock was throbbing and was making a a nice big bulge in the jeans. I loved the feeling of my hardening dick packed in a jock and constrained by the jeans. I rubbed my bulge for a bit ... making the sensation more intense as my cock grew harder. I called an Uber and packed up a few things (some clean rigs just in case, a couple other cock rings / ball stretchers and a few other pairs of slutty underwear / jocks). Uber was going to be a bit so i figured I’d finish off my bowl. Still standing in the mirror - I loved watching myself get high ... blowing giant clouds while rubbing my throbbing Dick through my jeans. Fuck it was hot. I struck up my torch melting the Drugs into a thick swirl of smoke - brought the stem to my lips and filled my lungs as deep as I could. I took a couple more giant hits and then packed up and headed down to meet the Uber. Got downstairs and my ride was there - I was so horned up riding in the back seat - I had to really focus on NOT rubbing my dick through my jeans - but I couldn’t help but spread my legs wide and grind my pelvis a bit while I rode. Uber dropped me at the hotel where Trevor had rented a room and I quickly shuffled through the lobby and into the elevators. My heart racing with anticipation as I ascended- and my cock pressing hard against my jeans. I couldn’t fucking wait to have my holes filled with jock cock. After what seemed like an eternity I arrived at the 31st floor - room 3131. I knocked quietly on the door and waited for my stud to answer. I could hear moaning inside - clearly there were already a bunch of guys here. Trevor answered the door “hey man - about time you got here! C’mon in” I walked in and holy fuck! What a hot bunch of guys - there was a sofa across the room where a guy was getting pounded by the sexiest blond guy with a backwards baseball cap - two guys stood over him with their dicks in his face — taking turns hitting the pipe. But - fuck - Trevor - standing inches in front of me - his perfectly smooth muscled up body glistening with sweat, he was a god —- 6’2” with beautiful broad shoulders, wearing just a pair of shiny white underwear, his half hard cock bulging to the side, a wet circle of precum where his dick head was. And sticking out the waistband of his underwear were two rigs - already prepped. I put my hand on his bulge - feeling his thick meat … “one of those for me?” … glancing at the rigs sticking out of his waistband. He just smirked at me and grabbed my hand - encouraging me to grope his cock harder. He leaned in and shoved his tongue in my mouth, his tongue tasted so good - a mixture of cock and meth — and so so so wet. Holding his bulge in my hand and having his sloppy tongue in my mouth made my cock leak - I could feel it dripping in my jock. As if he couldn’t turn me on more, Trevor reached around and grabbed my ass - forceful and gentle at the same time … his index finger pressed hard against my hole through the denim … it felt so fucking good. “C’mon —- let’s get you good and spun … then I want this ass - and so do these other guys” I practically shot my load into my jock with that — the most gorgeous stud on campus was about to shoot me up and then whore my ass out to a bunch of big dicked jocks — I could hardly handle it.

Part 1 Mr. Magoo was my neighbor in the block apartment where I live. Magoo was a nickname because he really look like the old man cartoon: pretty short (5 ft), bald, round nose and myopic. I guess he was in his mid-seventy. He had a cock to die for, but his blowjobs were outstanding. I can witness for them. It was well-known that every day, right after lunch, he would walk down to the bathhouse and come back in the early morning next day. Anyone trying to reach him had better chance to find him there instead at his place. Once the landlord told me he was wondering why the old guy still kept an apartment. At the bathhouse, Mr. Magoo would appear as an old troll lurking fresh meat in the dark corridors. Like I said, Mr. Magoo gave me unforgettable blowjobs and even if I was tempted for him to fuck me with his magnificent steel-hard cock (it gives me hope to see that, at this age, a man can still have a solid erection!), I always resist: he was poz. Me, well, I am 23, completing a degree at the local university in Montreal and still looking for prince charming. Don’t get me wrong, I am no virgin (lost it when I was… well… lets say way younger but this is another story), but I ain’t no slut either. I always play safe, don’t get fuck or fuck often. The most adventurous sex I had would be qualified as vanilla sex. I’d chicken out every time it might be “dangerous”. So, bathhouse was definitely out of the list for me. In fact, I never been in one. Grindr was just a fantasy, I wouldn’t never agrees to meet anyone I didn’t know. You can picture me. With covid confinement restrictions and school courses remotely, I almost never got out of the apartment like everyone else. So I thought. Except, Mr. Magoo would still go out and returning as usual as if nothing happened. One morning, horny as shit and web porn not providing any relief, I heard the old man coming back from his night. I thought why not? The man gives a mean blowjob and it is kind of a thrill for me to have sex with older men, even if Magoo looks like he could be my grandad. “Hey Max” “Hi, everything’s alright?” “Oh yeah, just back from the bathhouse”, he said smiling. He was squinting his eyes like he was trying to locate me in the corridor. “I still have a warm load deep in my ass from the front desk punk. The one with purple hair” he told me like I would know who the guy was. I started laughing. Mr. Magoo was more depraved that I would ever be. “Wait! What? Aren’t they supposed to be close?” “Yeah, they are…” “But how…” “The front door sign says they are closed, but the back door is unlocked… so…” “Lot of guys?” “Yeah, it’s business as usual. Monday, it was packed, though. You want to come with me tonight?” “Euh… no… I mean… you know… I don’t go there…” “A shame. You would get a lot of action. You horny now?” “Kind of…” “Come with me, I’ll suck you dry.” It was the first time I got in his apartment. It was almost empty beside a dirty mattress on the floor that look as old as Magoo, a chair and a small round table. The carpet had various dark stains and a strong and very unpleasant smell assailed my nose, like a stench of rancid piss. If I didn’t know better, I would have said that Magoo was squatting the place. The door wasn’t even closed that Magoo pulled my shorts down, drop to his knees and engulf my semi-hard cock, pulling out his tongue and lick underneath my balls. He was like starved-animal, sucking me like he would run out of time and die before he finished me. Well, he did reach the finish line! I had to pull him off my cock as it becomes hypersensitive after I cum. In the few minutes of his cocksucking race, he found the time to unzip his pants, jerked (his awesome cock, did I mention it?) and sprayed his load on my Vans shoes. The look on his face (surely mine as well) showed a satisfied man. “Gawd…! I needed that. Thanks!” As I pulled back my shorts. “It was delicious as always. Your welcome…” then his face expressed hesitation, “I… Max… I need your help with something…" What do you want me to do? The man just got me off, definitely lives alone, who else can he asked? I might not be the most outcoming guy, but I was not a selfish prick. And the man has been always nice to me, never refusing to dive on my cock without having to reciprocate. "Would you help me?” So without thinking about what he needed help, I just answered “Yes, sure”. I got back to my apartment, still trying to figure out how could have said yes to help Mr. Magoo? I should have told him “no, I can’t”, “please find someone else”. Instead, I saw an old devious man grinning at me like a 14-year-old teenager can do, his eyes twinkling with irrepressible mischief. “It’s simple. I need you to come with me at the bathhouse tonight”

who can forget the first time you found a glory hole? I remember my excitement feeding a load to a totally anonymous stranger who I never even got to see! After that first time, I began returning as often as I could but never considered dropping to my knees til I watched a gorgeous built stud go into the glory hole booth at my new favorite place in the world, and even then I figured he would suck me. When I watched him slip out of his shirt and pants and start stroking a big thick dick I got so horny I shoved my cock thru the hole without any sign from him that he might be interested. He jerked me for a minute and I heard him say softly "I don't suck cock, but I love getting mine sucked.. you down?" I stepped back and before I decided, his meat began a long decent through the wall. It seemed like it might keep going and touch the other side of the booth but my worries were overwhelmed by my desire to see what he tasted like. I didn't get any warning when he began to cum but to be fair I kept backing off when he rammed forward and tried to make me deep throat him. I was pissed and turned on by his surprise sperm in my mouth and the four huge shots he painted my face and shirt with when I coughed and sputtered and spit his cock out after the first few shots choked me. he said thanks and got dressed and I jerked b4 anyone could enjoy eating my cum, simply because I was too close to wait. I came so fast and hard that I was zipping up and exiting at about the same time as my super stud, which allowed me to see his face in the lights of the store. I was not into sucking really but the chance he would return got me to go even more often. Weeks later I had a man back his hot, lubed ass onto my dick without warning one night when I had gone in and gotten sucked by two or three guys and sucked one myself. The bottom had a firm hold of the briefs my cock happened to be caught through the fly of, and once I realized his intention I was already all the way in. I was close even before he popped me up his butt, so with only a throaty whisper of warning I bred his ass which was probably already filled with a load or two by the feel of it. I was shocked he wanted it bare, but I loved the thought of his ass filled with strange cum. As I left I spotted the guy in the hall and realized he was a former coworker of my dad's. I was so freaked that he might tell my folks or something that I dashed to the door, but as I looked back I was flabberghasted to see him wink and lick his lips as he waved goodbye to me. The next time I was there he was also cruising the arcade and although I was too shy to follow him into a booth I did let him suck and ride me again through the glory hole. When I left I found a note on my windshield that confirmed he was who I thought, assuring me he was discreet and providing me his phone number and the offer to meet back at the arcade or his place whenever I was free. My mind was screaming to throw it away but my hormones won out and I kept the number and called him the next time I was headed to the arcade. That time I let him join me in a booth where we sucked each other and I fucked him til a guy went into the next booth and watched through the hole. My older cumpanion encouraged me to let the new stranger taste my cock, so we took turns letting the guy suck us, and when the man in my booth was getting sucked I slid behind him and fucked him some more. Since turnabout is fair play, when we switched places again the guy began eating and fingering my ass, feeding me hits from his poppers and slobbering up and down the crack of my ass til I was as wet as I'd ever been. He began teasing my hole with his cock and I immediately told him I didn't get fucked without condoms. This was my sneaky way to avoid admitting I didn't like getting fucked, but it backfired as I took another hit of the poppers and heard the neighboring booth guy say "I've got one" and he slid it under the wall. I thought my friend would at least wait for me to pull out of the glory hole so I could tell him I wasn't interested, but just as I let the deep breath of poppers out, he stepped up and I felt his rubber encased rod puncture my teen hole and start a pretty brutal fucking. I was trapped between his cock and the wall, which was moving so bad I thought for a minute we might take it down. but He just kept on fucking til he could get all the way in and out, keeping the poppers cumming so I couldn't get my senses back enough to stop him. Pretty soon I had given in and started thrusting back to meet his hips, when I heard the neighbor say "how bout giving me a turn." My fucker pulled us back from the wall and a nice uncut 7 inch cock slid through the hole, already wrapped and lubed for me. My perverted bud said something like "nice", then had me take two deep hits off the poppers, spun me around and pushed my ass back into the hole. He kissed me and held me firmly against the wall as a total stranger shoved his entire cock in with a single push. I screamed but my fucker kept going while I tried in vein to make the man restraining me give me at ;east an inch to move off the attacking top. He pressed me back harder and jerked my cock with his rough hands and began ordering me to take the dick like a "good boy" and shoot my load for him. Turns out that was hot enough I did just that and began cumming hard, which made my fucker pull out, rip off his condom and shoot all over my cheeks. When the man I was with realized what was happening on the other side, he spun me around again and ate the mans load from my butt, before standing up and shoving his cock back in me for 3 excruciating mins of rough fucking before the condom broke. I wasn;t gonna let him cum in me, so I pushed him off but agreed to let him shoot on my face while a new stranger watched through the hole, despite the lube, ass juices and cum dripping from both sides. I decided never to let that happen again, only going to glory holes for oral and topping, but a few years ago I found myself back at that hole I learned to suck at, and watched a tall 50ish daddy type saunter past me in the hall, admiring his obscene bulge which he groped with his wedding band clad hand before stepping into one side and nodding for me to take the other. In very little time I had watched him lose his shirt and show me some massive pecs and biceps, then release his perfect 8-9inch cut dick which was as big around as it looked from my earlier gawking. He asked me to show him what I had to offer, and with half as much style or talent I hurriedly pulled my shirt over my head, leaving it on my shoulders, dropped my pants and went to pull off my undies when he whispered "turn around and show me that butt when you take em off son." I'm not one for dad/son play but that man and his commanding manner and brazen tone made me think I might need to re-evaluate that particular kink. I did as I was told and bent over as I slid the under wear down, then complied as I heard him give me order #2: take your pants and underwear off all the way and let me get a good look at that hole boy. I struggled to get them off without taking off my shoes since the floor was probably pretty nasty, but once I was free of them I backed up til my ass was against the wall. He hadn't expected that I guess, and I felt like an over eager dunce when he pointed out how badly I wanted him to taste my butthole, but I forgot it a sec later when his flat long tongue began bathing my hole and making itself into a firm tongue-dick so he could work it into my asshole. I moaned and let him really make my hole twitch and pulse before my cock was hard enough that I decided to turn around and feed it to him. He stopped me and asked if I was tested recently, which I was about 10 days earlier, so he informed me he had been 3 weeks before that day and had to be sure so he wouldn't bring anything home to his wife, then swallowed my 6 inches in one gulp. I moaned and rocked against the wall as he worked me up good til I warned I was getting close, which prompted him to stop and say "Not yet boy, it's my turn first." No problem for me, I dropped down and bounced on the balls of my feet as he stood up and produced a bottle of poppers from his pocket and took a whiff, then offered me one. I was wary since they usually led to me going cock-crazy and doing stuff I normally wouldn't but I was hungry for his dick and said sure, took two big whiffs and passed it back, feeling the dizzyness hit me as his thick manly monster slid through the hole and into my waiting mouth and hands. "No hands. You gotta take it with your throat son." he stated with no doubt in his voice that I might protest. As requested I used just my mouth and throat and did my best deep throating to take the entirety of his cock in my slobbery gullet. He only paused a few minutes later to hand the poppers back to me again, waited for me to take a hit and then told me to get back to work. For nearly 10 minutes he softly alternated between dirty names and degrading taunts of how much I obviously needed him to rape my mouth, etc. until I would choke a little or gag and he would switch to encouraging dares that I was fine, take a breath, show me how good a cocksucker you are. He even told me at one point I was the best dick swallower he'd had the pleasure to feed, then asked me if I had a condom because he wanted to see if my ass was as good as my throat. I dug into my pockets but no luck. I was offering to go buy one from the desk, but he said not yet and made me suck him more while he repeatedly asked me 3 times if I was sure I was clean, when my test was. was I totally sure I was neg like him? I moaned yes or pulled off enough to affirm I was each time, and he followed each with a reassurance that he was too, and repeated that he had to be sure he wasn't gonna take anything home to his wife, but he really wanted to cum with me, IN me...I wasn't sure if I heard him right but I leaned back to see if he meant what I thought but he cut me off and told me to let him eat my ass some more while I took a few more hits from his poppers. When I tried to hand them back he told me to keep using them so I did while I let him return to making my ass a meal fit for a king. Every time I caught my breath he said to take another hit and if I said I needed a second he just ignored me and spanked my ass hard and said "do as your told." 2 minutes more and 4 more hits and I had to brace myself against the far wall and the bench to keep from passing out. He seemed to catch on and said "You okay boy? I can stop if u want but your ass is making me so hot I won't be able to stop myself again if we keep going." I just mumbled for him not to stop, and barely felt beefy dad finger slid inside me, lubed by some mystery liquid which burned slightly but soon made my hole hungry for a second finger. He repeated how bad he wanted to fuck my butt and asked me if I had been fucked by a man before. I slurred as I said it had been a very long time, and he said it was about time to try it again. He went to add a third finger but this on hurt, like his nail was sharp or something on his finger scratched my ass as it went in. I yelped and told him his fingers hurt, and he apologized and told me he knew what I meant, the only thing he allowed in his ass was a tongue or a really well lubed and manicured finger, but added that his wife always insisted his fingers were too rough to put in her cunt or ass, and said she only wanted his bare dick in her. I was hitting the poppers once more and blurted out how hot the few bare cocks I had taken felt once inside me. His voice turned more devious and he said "see, if your ass is too sensitive for my fingers, all you need is my big ol daddy dick instead, right boy?" I agreed but reminded him we had no condom, but didn't fight as his third finger wiggled further in me, and whispered yeah when he asked me again if I knew for sure I was clean. He told me to take two huge hits from the poppers and began working more of the burning/lubing liquid into my hole with his fingers while he explained that if I was sure I was clean, I could trust him that he was too and if we both were, then it was too bad we needed a condom. I just moaned as he slid his fingers out and I felt his dick press between my thighs and start sliding up and down my crack, pausing each time he went over my hole. I asked him if he was telling the truth about his test for sure and he said "I swear on my wife and son's lives, I wouldn't risk fucking your sweet boy hole otherwise." Whether or not I was sure what I was doing, my body decided it had all the info it needed and the next time his dick head met my ass I arched my back and pressed towards him and felt his dick begin to open my ass. It was definitely as big or bigger in width that his fingers, so I took it slow as I backed my hole carefully onto him until his head popped inside me. We both moaned and he told me how fucking tight my ass was in a deep gravely voice like he had de-evolved into a cave man or at least a young sex-crazed stud from his upper middle class dad-persona. He told me to go real slow but also told me to hit the poppers more, and after that I lost my balance and wound up 2/3rds of the way down his cock. My usually strict ass was unusually cooperative for some reason (be it the poppers, the lube or the fucking god I had inside me) and before I let the next hit go I managed to back up all the way until I was firmly against his hips. Had we been able to try another position I am sure he could have added another 2 inches to my colon, but he wasn't complaining as I began pumping up and down and back and forth, while alternating my hips in circles or side to side and making my asshole tighten and release randomly which got him to say (with a little too much volume) that if I kept that up he would be seeding me in no time. I took that as a challenge and went faster and harder, then I piped in that he had to pull out before he shot his load. He said we'll see boy, then told me to put my ass flat against the wall, put one leg up on the bench, and brace myself. I did as best I could, and suddenly he was fucking me deeper, each thrust almost completely out and back in. I hit the poppers again and jerked my cock, and for the next few minutes I was in heaven. So much so I missed that his fuck thrust shook the walls so much that my booth door lock hopped down and my door swung open. Terrified to see three men standing close enough to see me through the frame, I reached to shut it, and my foot on the bench slid across my piled up pants, making it slide further to where it was close to forcing me into the splits. I clenched my thighs and butt to keep that from happening and had to force my ass back further into the wall to keep myself upright, and with the extra tension on his cock and my butt squirming and pressing hard into his groin I pushed "dad" over the edge and heard him yell "Oh fuck yeah" as he pounded my ass hard and washed my inside with semen so deep and wet that his dick head almost broke through another sphincter inside me. I was in pain but also sweating and hard from how hot it was feeling his balls tighten against my hole and empty their heavy load inside me. He finished with massive thrusting rams into me then ripped his cock from my ass and began to dress. I tried to catch my breath and shook as I slowly became human again. I began to pull my clothes on as I heard him exit the booth where he was immediately replaced by a guy who stuck his 7.5 inch black dick into the hole and told me to sit on it, but I told him I needed to get going and wasn't gonna get fucked without a condom anyway, which he finally believed after two minutes of firmly insisting I shut up and let him breed me. Finally he exited the booth and said he would find a condom and be back, when I heard him nearly run into the "dad" in the hall, before there was a knock at my door and his "daddy" tone softly said he thought I might want a wet cloth from the bathroom to clean up. I reluctantly opened the door and let him in. He got a better look at me up close and told me I looked like his son's best friend, so much so he almost thought it was him when he began fucking me. I said sorry, not him, but he said it was fine, I was cuter and was the best cock sucker and boy cunt he had fucked since he was my age. he had me turn and drop my pants while he wiped the wet cloth over my cheeks and ass hole, and I asked him if he played with men much. He admitted he did once every few months, but up until recently he had a fuck buddy in town who moved away and this was his first time doing any thing other than feeding some kid his cum at the arcade. I told him how glad I was we had run into each other and he agreed then asked me if I had cum yet. I said no and moaned as he worked his finger back into my ass. I reached back and found he had released his dick from his slacks again and it was hard as before only now it was cleaned up and soapy smelling from his trip to the bathroom. He asked how many times I had been fucked while he turned me to face him and stroked my cock while he fingered my cummy hole. I moaned some more and said I used to get fucked a lot when I was younger by a man who showed me how to play, but otherwise I was all top except for the rare instance with a few guys here and there. "That's too bad boy, cause your ass is built for fucking." He moved me to the bench and had me sit back, then lifted my legs and removed my pants again. I told him I didn't think I could handle being fucked again and he said no problem he just wanted to "see my hole while you cum son. How bout takin another hit of the poppers and u can use my lube to jerk while I watch?" I wasn't sure I should but he was suddenly so fatherly I felt I had to out of respect. I sniffed the poppers as he dripped lube onto my dick, then pulled a different bottle out and lubed his fingers and began working my hole like before. The dick lube felt cool and slick but the lube in my hole felt grainy almost and instantly began to burn worse than before. I tensed and sucked in and held my breath while I moved my hips down to try and keep him from going in further. "Fuck it is burning like crazy! What lube is that?" "Sorry boy, it's a special one made for anal penetration, but I must not have mixed the crys-um special stuff in well enough." "What did you mix in cause it really burns!" I asked as he pushed the poppers back under my nose and told me to take three big hits to help with the burning. I asked again what was in the lube and he blew me off, mumbling that it was something designed to mix with lube to make pussy and ass easier to fuck. I knew it couldn't be numbing stuff cause it hurt so bad but by the third sniff of the poppers I had two fingers all the way in and the burn was fighting for control over the building feeling of pure pleasure in my ass. "There, that's better isn't it kid? I knew you would be fine, you just need to relax and let that take effect and you won't feel any more pain." I wasn't going to argue since he was using his other hand to jerk me off. "Why don't you try jerking that cock and fingering your ass for me kiddo." He said to me while scooting back and watching with a hungry look in his eyes. I did my best to show him how hot I was again, jerking my cock, rubbing my balls and teasing my asshole. He ordered me to take another hit from the poppers then took them from me and took two big hits himself. My head swam as he undid his pants fully and slid them and his undies to his knees, jerking while he told me what a hot fucking piece of ass I was, and I told him I was close to cumming already just from remembering how awesome it was to have his big "daddy" dick jizzing in my hole. When he heard me say Daddy, he moaned and told me how hot it was to hear me say that, then stepped forward and dropped to his knees between my thighs. I told him I couldn't take his dick again but I was jerking hard and teased him by saying how much I wished I was his son's best friend so I could sneak off and ride his dad cock when ever his wife and son weren't around. Maybe even seduce his son so he could fuck me with his son's cum as lube. He roared "fuck yeah son!" and shoved the poppers under my nose and told me to take a huge hit. I removed my fingers from my ass to take the bottle and as I held in the hit and went to set the poppers down, he took the opportunity to catch me off gaurd and force my legs open and popped his cock half way in me. I grimaced but he kept going until he was completely inside me and all it took was three long slow pumps in me and I began shooting a geyser of cum all over his shirt and neck as well as my own chest face and the wall behind my head. "God damn boy, fuck yeah shoot your cum, I'm gonna shoot inside you again. You want my cum son? You want your dad's jizz? Here it cums" He shoved in me so hard my head hit the wall and I saw stars for a second but I swear I felt like I had an immediate follow up orgasm with each pulse of his bare cock in my ass. Once we were both finished cumming we looked over just in time to see the black guy pop up from where he had been watching us and jerk his big black cock through the hole, splashing us with his cum with a load that shot so far it rivaled my own. We got cleaned up and parted ways after that, exchanging emails but I never got a response when I emailed him. I also left that day with the phone numbers of the black guy and his bigger, darker, musclier friend. Ended up meeting them at the big guy's apartment a couple weeks later with a fresh clean test result to trade for theirs. Spent 24 hours drinking and smoking weed and getting spit roasted by two of the hottest bare big black cocks god ever created and left with no less than 4 loads from the little guy and 7 from the host. I'm not sure I have ever been able to walk fully upright since his 10 inch ebony dick took turns making me into the gold medal winner for deepdicking my bare white ass. And all because i discovered a glory hole all those years ago 🙂

Hello Men hope everyone is having a Fabulous Day

Thanks as always. I will check it out.

Yet another fantastic chapter? Please keep this going

Amazing… the no turning back journey started!!

Thank you for this. The guy you describe sounds much like what I do, and I always hope, but am never sure, that there are Men out there who are glad to find someone like me with an open and welcoming door (and cunt). I know that I’m never going to be anyone’s “target” type, and I’m not interested in trying to be. Sometimes it can be really discouraging to be ass-up in a hotel for hours and get ghosted and flaked over and over - it makes it hard to believe sometimes that anybody really wants what I’m offering and makes me think sometimes that maybe I’m just deluding myself that anyone sees me as anything but gross and ridiculous. Hearing that there really are Men who appreciate what I and men like me do inspires me to keep doing it.

Missed the original post, but you made a good choice. Both motel 6s are easy to get in and out and have external stairs/doors. I've taken loads at both. You DO have to specify which one, tho, but it sounds like they got it sorted out and you got your loads! How about a recap of the entire visit? I love hearing about successful CUMcations!

So I got home from a weekend camping with friends, sadly no signal, no Grindr, and no curious mates to fuck me out there, so when I got home I was really fucking horny and needed to be used and bred. It'd been over a week since I last had a guy's seed in me. I like blindfolded, anonymous hookups but they take a bit of work to organise as, you're blindfolded and they're messaging you asking if I'm really sure they can come in haha. So I started posting on fabguys, and grindr etc, asking who wanted to breed my holes, eventually got a few guys interested, so I told them the address, left the door unlocked, and waited on the bed, in jockstrap, black football socks, sniffing poppers and hooded with only my mouth uncovered. First guy was great, felt like a rugby player build, big cock (maybe 8" and thick) which was a bit of a struggle for the first one of the night, but I think my squirming and yelps just turned him on more. It didn't take him long to cum but he did prolong it by taking breaks between pounding me. When he did cum it was so deep I didn't even feel it but he collapsed on me afterwards which feels so hot, a strong body lying on top of me while their cock is still twitching inside my hole. He kissed me and said he'd definitely be back again. Next guy was about an hour later (lots of timewasters sadly) but he was one of my regulars and my absolute favourite fucker. He's Italian, thin, athletic build (from what I can feel) and has thoroughly used my ass like 15 times now. I've never seen his face as I'm always blindfolded or hooded for him. His cock is kinda average, like 4/5" but he knows how to fuck and always bends me into crazy positions so he can powerfuck me at insane angles, he loves to hold poppers under my nose and tell me how long to sniff for, and he likes to double fuck me with toys. He's fucking amazing and every time I'm tempted to ask him to marry me haha. This time he had a surprise for me, mid-fuck he pulled out and whispered in my ear in that sexy as fuck accent to hold still, then I heard something and then felt a cold sensation inside my guts, I squirmed a bit at the feeling but he just slid his cock back in me and started fucking me in earnest. It wasn't until after he'd shot his load, kissed me, got dressed and left that he messaged me to tell me he'd shot two frozen loads up my ass. So I got three for the price of one I guess! The next two were great but they'd had to wait in their car for a bit as they had been messaging me while the other guy was fucking me and didn't want to come in and join in. But I checked my phone after he'd gone and told them to go for it. They were a couple but they fucked me separately while the other waited in the car as the first felt embarrassed. He had a nice thin cock and hot body, must have been early 20s maybe, and he was playing at being a dom, slapping me on the ass and cheeks, telling me what a slut I was, and even dragged me to the floor to worship his feet. Obviously I complied with everything as being dominated is hot and it obviously turned this guy on. It took him a long while to cum and he ended up jacking off over my hole and then shoving it in as he started to spurt, he then slapped my ass again, pulled his pants up and told me not to move cos he sending his boyfriend in next. The boyfriend I've fucked before and he's really turned on by the blindfold cumslut situation. It's kinda weird as we've never seen each other but we kinda have the vibe that we know each other, like we might be friends of friends or such. He really fucked me hard and came at least twice in me, he just didn't want to get off haha. When he was done he asked me how many loads I'd taken and I guestimated like 6 so he got out a marker pen and marked it on my ass. Once he was gone I had more timewasters not showing up, then I had a total random, some faceless profile on fabguys who was nearby and wanted a hole to seed. He was really small dick wise, felt like only like 2 inches? But his balls felt fucking huge. Really large guy too with this firm balloon feeling belly. He seemed really nervous and had to take breaks while fucking me so eventually I had to just lie him down and ride his cock by grinding on it while playing with his nipples. When he came it was insane, genuinely felt like my guts were getting flooded and was so good. Finally the first guy came back again, he'd got horny again and wanted to fuck me again. This was insanely hot as my ass was so full that, in particular positions, you could hear the squelching of the warm cumloads inside me as he fucked me, this turned him on so much and he eventually shot the 8th (??) and last load of the night in me. By this point it was getting late and people were not replying anymore on the apps so I decided to end the night by fucking myself with the biggest toy I have cos I was so horned up and wanted my cunt totally destroyed. It's fucking thick as fuck (it's called the Three Amigos from Mr Hankey). It took a lot of lube, a lot of poppers, and a lot of patience, but when I finally felt the full width of that toy slide into my ass it was slut heaven. The toy obviously opened my asslips too much as when it got in deeper, all the cum in my hole slipped out and dripped onto the carpet. At this feeling I just shot my load everywhere, adding it to the pool on the floor. I took a pic that I'll attach to this post. Forgive the bit of blood but yeah I may have injured myself a bit with such a huge toy sliding in so deep so quickly. Anyway that's the story of my last load/s. Hope it turned you on and I can't wait to do it all again and get my guts refilled. If you're ever in the Newcastle/Sunderland area of the UK then hit me up.

I am a faggot, an extremely submissive male that is completely subservient to the will, needs, and desires of dominant Men. With an irresistible urge to serve his superiors in the male hierarchy through sexual service, humiliation, and degradation. so I started wearing a cock cage to display our inferiority, humility, and respect to all men that I service I, as a faggot, do not deserve ANY pleasure from my cock. I ONLY focus now on the great pleasure and satisfaction I get from anal and oral stimulation I have never been more sexually charged and have enjoyed being fucked before being caged. Currently Into: So besides all that I am also obsessed with cum and the musk and scent of men. No place better than to be between a man's legs no matter what it is even just resting their cock on my face after breeding me is satisfying. Id likes to get fucked by as many different men as possible. The perfect man would tell me right away that I have to be a cumdump for him and his friends and that I will be expected to take any load and all loads and that he wants my hot ass bred ASAP. A man who will have me bred and if he came home and caught some guy fucking me would simply tell him he better be fucking me raw and then tell him to keep fucking me. So I am here to service, be used, take what you want. use me fill me fuck me over and over till satisfied, only then I will be too...I want nothing more than to be just a hole for the day/night take ownership of me and what pleases you pleases me I always said I get off seeing the other person get off from what they are doing with me well its more specifically whatever they are doing with me hat they are enjoying, so that blurs the lines of the things I'm usually not into BUT if ur enjoying I am...

Who the fuck cares? Cumdumps exist to be used by men and take our loads. Being of service to real men is enough for any fuckboy. The loads are their reward.

Be up front with those you migth play with, You'll find there are many guys interested in teaching a newbie. THere may be some that aren't. but even if they're not, they're still good resources for friends, and events and tips and tricks. You may want to start small, but eventually, I think you're going to want to go to the parties. Keep practicing and you'll get there!

i also love the feeling when my ass is filled with cum. take any loads from anyone who wants to give me their cum.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Bottom Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 6192882299 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 92103 San diego Times you're generally not available: m-f 6am to 5 pm Age: 30 Height: 5' 11" Weight: 200lbs Ethnicity Ginger

haven't ever considered what dark forces in my boyhood may have directed my path as an adult sexually.Maybe a bit of self examination is good for any of us.Was seduced as a boy bareback of course,and have simply continued being that carefree pig type into adulthood.66 now still neg and only bareback as top or btm.

I think we as men can only hint at how painful childbirth is. A friend of my sister's told me that when she had diverticulitis (which I've also had, it SUCCCCCKS) it was ALMOST as painful as giving birth to her kid. I felt like I finally had some clue as to how painful it was.

That blast off and the whole scene has me dripping. Great writing! You captured the Berlin night into day scene perfectly. Love and miss European saunas… thanks for sharing.

I drop ash on my cock🚬🥵💧🍆

Nice bulge,wonder what that looks like,sean,im out in port jeff station,ny out in suffolk long island,im looking for a master to really start fucking me,like crazy need to feel your needs,wanting it all,in both holes,cant say more actions are everything,open here much to explain,but i would like you to pump me good Rareairc2 @gmail.com asap or anytime thx

As of 7 August: 402 loads.

LA is the best! Especially the famous motel on Hollywood and Western. Set up a good night and guys will just ask, “room number?” Use Sniffles it tells guys where you are and enough cumdumps use that motel that tops know how to get there. I’m told I have the best ass in LA, even though I live in Hawaii. I was told that LA bottoms are too picky but if you’re a cumdump for any guy there’s tons of them waiting to use an ass and have at this motel. I hope I get to visit there again. Takes out 60% of the hook up hassle. Guys know this motel for anon cumdumps so be prepared for slutty tops that just wanna breed a hole.

The year was 1990 I was a you man in my 18th year of of life. I worked weekends in a flower shop for a family friend Rob And his 2 assistance. It was a busy Saturday and Rob told me they were having a party at Stuart’s flat and I should come along their would be girls present. the shop closed and I went home, I got changed into my jeans and shirt then headed out for Stuart’s place. I arrived around 9pm and the party was in full swing. We were all drinking laughing joking. Rob asked me if I would work the following morning I said yes and his skinny friend Stuart said he would work also. Rob went to one of the rooms and crashed out with a few other guys. I sat up drinking with Stuart till 4am, Stuart asked me if I wanted to car share with him to the store an a few hours time I smiled and said yes. The next morning Stuart and I headed into the the store. We prepped the shop and Stuart asked me hey how’s that girl your seeing I told him we had broke up he smiled at me winked and said that’s a shame. It was a very slow day and by 4pm we closed up and went over to the pub. Stuart asked me hey wanna come to a club tonight see as we’re finished. I said yeah sounds fun. we left the shop and headed to the edge bar, we drank and laughed and joked all night. I thought Stuart is flashing the cash buying me drinks all night. We ended up on the dance floor dancing he moved behind me and began to grind up against me I pulled away what are you doing bro I said, dancing dude what does it look like. I said I’m not gay so back off ok. He smiled and said I’m sorry. As the night ended o realised I had left my keys at home and wouldn’t be able to get in. Stuart said I’m going back to robs come with me. I said ok AmS we headed out we are iced at robs around 2am Rob was awake and listening to music sat in just his briefs he said sit down guys. I sat down and we began drinking. Rob looked at Stuart and they started kissing robs hand slid onto my lap I had just finished my drink and was very drunk. Suddenly Rob had my cock in his hand and was rubbing my cock I was light head and before I knew it he was on his knees with my dick in his mouth omg it was amazing never had I had such incredible blow job just as my balls tightended he stopped and started ducking my balls they were heavy tight. Next hing I knew Stuart was wanking his giant cock in my face, come on he said in his Scottish accent robs looking after you now you look after me. I opened my mouth to reply and before I knew it he pushed his giant cock in my mouth. Suck it I began to suck m, kissing his bell end m. Good that’s what I like suck it . Next thing I knew Rob had me on all 4s and now he was licking my my arse out it felt amazing my dick was stood on end. Suddenly Stuart grabbed my arms and Rob was behind me with his giant cock head poised over my hole. He grabbed my hips ams pushed himself deep into me as I let out a whimper Stuart slammed his cock into my mouth. I was. Their slut sucking and being fucked by 2 guys. I asked shouldn’t you be wearing a condom, don’t worry about that boy your our cum slut. Rob thrusted harder and harder racking his nails across my back Stuart pounding my face as he sucked my cock. Suddenly Rob began to rut harder faster suddenly in felt this wet warm feeling in my arse. Rob swapped places with Stuart he rammed his 9 inch cock deep into me my arse it slipped in easy thanks to robs thick toxic load filling my belly. Stuart grabbing my hips Pounded my arse raw. I flipped over onto my back Stuart on top of me like I was his birch thumping my arse kissing me. Rob left the room l. Stuart told me I was now his bottom boy and he was my man. He kissed me deeply I kissed back our tongues probing each other’s mouths. He was pounding me harder I wrapped my legs round him o didn’t want him to pull that big bare cock out of my man pussy. I was loving it he began to suck my neck leaving his mark on me. He whispered your mine and your my slut. I was now loving it more and more, I looked in his eyes he began to get faster he whispered in my ear I am positive do you want my seed. I wrapped my legs round him, clenching my arse muscles I couldn’t believe what I was doing, let alone the words coming out my mouth make me your bitch, impregnated me with your seed please, he got faster and faster he kissed me passionately suddenly I was being filled with his toxic load too, Your my boy now you want my gift. I do baby I do, what was I saying Rob came back with a camera took photos. Smiled every day you come here and take my cock my seed you hear me. Then you go see Stuart and take him the same. Suddenly the door opened to the bed room ohhhn the deep voice said. Can I play guys too. Stuart was empty so was Rob, yes Tou can said Rob suddenly I looked up and this giant mountain of a black man was stood next to me. He said take my cock out now. I did as I was told. My god he was 11 inches long as 4 inches thick. He had a scorpion tattoo on his groin and smiled let’s go he lindes that giant black. Dick against my arse he grabbed my arms and held them above my head. He pushed hard and my am arse ripped open struggling to take that big black cock. He was now in me he was so big I felt full as he began dumping me harder and harder tears streaming from my face from the pain l. Rob stood over me dipping his balls in my mouth Stuart sucking my cock, the black bull fucking my newly ducked virgin arse. He was now thrusting deeper harder I was so we it was crazy, suddenly he blew his load deep in me take my seed my toxic seed you now have had 3 loads but I have stretched you good he didn’t stop he kept going cumming in me again and again. He stopped left the room with Rob Stuart laughed as he threw Polaroids at me, I will post these if you don’t come back everyday till your toxic too boy you hear me. I nodded now go slit be back tomorrow. I got up put my clothes on still leaking 3 different loads of cum from my arse. ps I still ride Stuart’s cock today bare raw I’m a toxic whore and only take toxic loads I’m a cum slut and proud.

CH1. After a few long, and mentally straining years, Alec was elated to have finally finished up Med school. But this left him with an issue, hes burnt out by the Boston area. He's seen all the sights, went to a lot of the stores, slept with one or two men, and he needed a change in scenery for the summer. So he decided to take a trip all the way to Texas for that change he's been needing. Alec got home after his graduation party to tell his family he'd be going, and after saying his goodbyes, he packed all his things and left on a plane for Texas, and this is where our story begins. Alec steps out of the airport, narrating to himself. "Well, guess this is my home for the next few months, now to actually get a roof over my head." He walks down the street, trying to find a hotel, ignoring the obvious stares he got from men due to his feminine stature and curve revealing pants. He could not find much of anything in his price range. He felt defeated until he say a flier on the wall advertising a ranch in need of new ranch hands. It advertised flexible hours, housing, and "life changing experiences" *wink wink*. This was enough for Alec, he takes the flier and puts its address into Google Maps, beginning the long walk. It had been hours since he started walking, and Alec was absolutely dying from this heat, and had gone through all his water. He was sweaty and tired, but was only a few miles away from the ranch now. However his legs could not go on and he collapsed into the sand, thinking that this was the end. However, a truck pulled up, and out came an absolute Adonis. 6'5, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and a sort of boy-ish charm on his face. Alec was sure that this was some kind of hallucination before he would die until the man said "Hello? Are you alright?" in a thick Texan accent. Alec looks up at him and manages to say "Waterrrrrr". The man nods and looks in his truck. "Ah shit, drank all mine, think you can hang on until we get to the ranch not too far off?" Alec shook his head and the stranger sighs. "I have one idea, but you might not like it stranger" Alec just looks at him. "I'll try anything..." The man nods and, undoes his buckle and takes off his pants? Alec blushes brightly from this action, now being face first with possibly the biggest cock he has ever seen. "U...uh hows this supposed to get me well...hydrated?" The man then says "I uh have to piss. But its mostly just water I swear! Might help you enough till we can get you back." Alec was caught off guard by this but felt as if he had no choice. He just opens his mouth, tongue out as the man slowly penetrated his mouth. The man did and slowly pissed down Alec's throat. Alec was grossed out with himself at first but then, began to actually like the feeling. His eyes roll up as he started taking the cock deeper into his throat. The man then pulls his cock out, holding back from pissing more. "I uh think you should be good now stranger? Unless, you want more~" The man smirks at Alec. Alec didn't even feel his body hesitate as he wrapped his mouth around that big shaft again, drinking up whatever the stranger had left. But then, the stranger held onto the back of his head. "Mmm, you sure you were just thirsty, or are you just a little girly slut?" The man then starts thrusting his dick in and out of Alec's mouth, but Alec didnt protest, he just took it. The stranger took forever to cum, his stamina was like nothing Alec had ever seen before. After a solid 30 minutes of him face fucking Alec, he finally came down his throat, causing Alec to cum in his pants. The man chuckles and picks Alec up. "Cmon, its getting too damn hot in here" He takes him inside the air conditioned truck, they then take off their shirts, both their sweaty bodies press up against eachother. The man smirks down at Alec. "Well arent you thristy? Drink up little bitch." Alec again felt as if he had no control as he started to lick the sweat off of this cowboy, taking in his smell, he especially got addicted to burying his face in the man's armpit. The man chuckles and spanks Alec's ass. "Damn you even smell like a woman sissy boy, what's a cutie like yourself doing all the way out here anyhow?" Alec pulls his face away, panting. "Job offer...for the ranch." The man smirks some more and takes off his pants fully. "Well I'm one of the ranch managers, I think we can count this as your interview then. The name is Kanan." Alec stares at Kanan's cock, still in disbelief that he was able to fit that down his throat. He figured that Kanan wanted to fuck him now so he tried to take out a condom from his bag. Kanan saw this and shook his head. "Nope, not allowed. Barebacking only" Alec's experience as a medstudent screamed at him to not do this, he did not know if Kanan was clean or not. But he lost control again as Kanan fingered him to loosen him up. "Damn, you even get wet on your own back here like a girl. I don't even need my lube I think." Alec's rational thought then went away as he lifts himself up into Kanan's lap, sitting down on his fat cock, beginning to bounce. Kanan relaxed for the first 30 minutes as Alec bounced non stop, moaning and losing his mind even more from how good it felt. But Kanan felt himself about to cum so he thrusts harder, the hardest Alec has been fucked so far, he might have even felt some tearing. Kanan then smirks at Alec's fucked stupid expression and asks "Are you ready for your breeding slut? Im gonna knock you up!" Alec's eyes widen at this, "F..fuck you're poz? Get out of me!" But his dick got harder and he even came a little from the reveal, he knew deep down that he might have actually wanted this. Kanan chuckles and leans up, kissing Alec deeply before saying. "Aww you don't want my seed? Because I can stop anytime and just shoot my dirty load down your throat instead. Alec had kissed Kanan back, he tried to think rationally but instead just begs outloud. "F..fuck knock me up! Poz me with your cock already~" And with that Kanan shot his thick, toxic cum into Alec's neg ass. Kanan kept pumping more and more cum in, not pulling out. The two men stay like this for a while, until Alec gets back up. "S..shit I got to get this out of me." Kanan chuckles and says. "Oooor, you could just leave in my cum, and start sucking my cock. I have another load left to feed you, and some piss." Alec again weighed the options, deciding to go ahead and suck off Kanan some more. After a few hours of cum and piss filled action, Kanan was bringing the now asleep Alec to his new room in the ranch. The first day of dirty toxic fun had tired him out, but he still had 6 more months of it, and unluckily or luckily for the neg little femboy, every single person on this ranch was Poz, waiting for a chance at that neg boy pussy.

And this is why I cruise at night when I can... with my boner in full display looking for those nasty cum hole pigs to use 😉

I miss the days when sex partners didn't have to be passed thru a 'political' filter first. That destroys the spontaneity and anonymity of raw animalistic sex.

Hey guys, a short Part 10 to start catching up on the Tyler thread of the story. Thanks for the kind comments! Part 10 Tyler went back to his dorm room after being fucked for the first after getting high for the first time and felt overwhelming guilt. This was sin. The kind of sin that everyone talked about at church. Not just sodomy but drugs too. He had spent his entire childhood and high school career judging anyone who would fall so far from God that way. He would never do something that perverse. But he was sitting on his bed reckoning with the fact that he had fallen that far. And the fact that he loved every second of it. Even the pain at the beginning. But especially knowing that Chris came inside him. He didnt know the science of drugs but right after Chris bred him, he almost immediately felt higher. It made him want more. More cum shooting deep in him. Yes, the guilt was always going to be there, but now so was the desire to get fucked raw and bred. He was confused. Maybe he needed to come down fully from his high because none of this made sense. One thing did. His cock was hard and his hole was hungry. He wanted to get off again. Tyler pulled his pants and boxers off and laid back on his bed stroking his cock with one hand. As his other hand cupped his balls he drew his middle finger down to his hole. It was still wet. Chris had shot a huge load inside of him. He rubbed the leaking cum around his hole. It was sensitive to the touch but Tyler was too horny to care. He pushed his finger inside his hole and moaned. It felt good but he couldnt match the thickness of Chris' cock. He pushed a second finger into his hole and began picking up the pace, beginning to fuck himself as he thought about his friends bare cock pushing into him deep. Tyler pulled his legs back and pushed his fingers deeper inside him. He pictured Chris on top of him kissing him. But it was the added image of Hunter sitting by the bed taking a hit from that glass pipe and watching the two of them fucking that put him over the edge. With his eyes clenched shut, Tyler let out a loud moan as he felt his load build. At the point of no return Tyler yelled out "Fuck me Chris!" as he fucked himself with his fingers, his legs pulled as wide and far back as he could get them. But it was also at that precise moment that Casey who lived down the hall walked into Tyler's room without knocking. "Hey w-" Tyler was knocked out of his fantasy when he heard the door open but he was already shooting ropes of cum onto his shirt, his fingers still buried deep inside his hole. He lifted his head and looked at Casey at the door just as a shot of his cum hit him in the cheek. "What the fuck Ty!"

Part 9 Chris's immediate physical response was a loss of breath. The rush of the slam made him cough uncontrollably. He thought this was probably the last moments of his life. Dying naked in a sling with drugs in his system. God would punish him and send him to a hell that he only began to imagine in that moment. That thought of death was surprisingly not met with fear because this wasnt a time for emotion. Gregs massive cock was in him and the way he plunged it into Chris without mercy also simultaneously caused the boy to take a quick intake of breath. Only he didnt have the ability to take it. The coughing fit and the sharp pain of the raw cock stretching him were all too much. Meanwhile the video hadnt stopped. The screams by the men and the top to "poz the boy" were relentless as the top bred the bottom. Thoughts of his demise turned out to be far too premature. Suddenly he felt Hunters hand on his chest again. What he didnt realize was Hunters hand was there from the moment he pulled the band off Chris's arm. The shock was wearing off and feeling was returning to Chris. Hunters touch felt electric. His coughing stopped and a heat permeated his body. Hunters touch made the heat more intense and yet it wasnt enough. He needed more. And the pain of his hole being stretched became something different. Need. Greg was deep but Chris wanted him deeper. The need for more prompted him to raise his arms toward Greg as if to beckon him. Greg obliged and bent down again laying on top of the boy and making out again. "Fuck boy. You feeling good huh?" Chris just moaned into Gregs mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into the kiss. Greg responded with a moan of his own and accepted as much of Chris's tongue as he could get. Meanwhile he stayed balls deep in the boy and rocked inside him, flexing his cock and trying to press against the boys prostate. Chris still wasnt down from that initial highest of highs enough to figure out what to make of all that was happening. What he did know was that his life was now divided into two: before slam and after slam. Before this slam he knew he had parts of his body that would arouse him when they were touched. But now every inch of his body was a pleasure center, outside and inside. He could suddenly feel every ridge and vein of Gregs throbbing cock. He felt how deep inside him he was. He felt Gregs chest pressed on top of his as he pushed himself up against the man to somehow get even closer. Their making out became breathless just as Chris had regained his breathing. There was no chance to think. He wanted to feel this way forever. Feeling the need to be touched like this and having that need met by a man as gorgeous as Greg. Greg pulled himself up having to fight the pull of Chris's arms. He wanted to see this boy he was fucking and get a look at his raw cock fucking in and out of him. Chris was looking up at him so intently like he was trying to memorize every detail of Gregs face. Greg noticed how Chris's face had changed with the high running through him. He was more animal, acting on instinct instead of thought, taking what he wanted and not thinking about consequences. He loved his boys like this. But looking at how changed the boy was reminded him that the high from the slam he did when he first got to Hunters place had mostly worn off. He looked at Hunter who was still at Chris's side now stroking his own dripping cock. "You dont wanna feed that to him?" Greg asked Hunter. "Later. I see where his focus is for now. Hes in love." Greg chuckled knowing thats exactly the look Chris had on his face as he looked up at the man who was fucking him. Whether or not Chris heard any of this wasnt clear to either man standing since the boys gaze never wavered. "You look like you could use...a pick me up." Greg smiled at Hunter. "You read my mind." Hunter turned his attention to his kit to get one of the prepared rigs for Greg. Greg leaned back down to kiss Chris softly. He looked into the boys eyes and asked "Feeling good boy?" Chris just nodded. It was as if he was in a trance. "I'm gonna stay deep in you like this but I cant promise that Ill have much control once Hunter gives me what he gave you. Your hole feels so good around my cock I might just cum as soon as he slams me. You ok with that?" It didnt matter how Chris answered. Greg was going to breed this boy. But he wanted to hear Chris say that he wanted Gregs cum in this intimate moment when they were as closely connected as they could be. "Yeah." Chris's first word since his slam. "Yeah what boy? Tell me." "I...I..I want you to cum." Damn, Greg thought. This high and still had some inhibitions. Those religious boys from conservative families were hard to break and he was working on one such boy now. That only pushed Greg closer to the edge of his cum. "Yeah? Where do you want me to cum boy?" "I...I....cum in me." "Whats that? Say that again boy. With conviction. Like you really want it. I don't believe you." "Cum inside me. Please. Gimme that cum." "Fuck. Yeah? You sure?" Greg could see that his promptings were pushing Chris to open his mind to what he really wanted. He watched as Chris's face became more resolute and assured. "Fuck yes. Shoot those fucking poz ropes of cum in me." The sudden outburst almost shook Chris lucid. Had he just asked Greg to cum in him and poz him? He had never once considered that. But he knew what he said and what he said was what he wanted. This was after slam Chris and after slam Chris craved poz cum. "Fucking flood me with your poz cum." "Oh fuck," Greg lifted himself up again as Hunter came close with the band and rig. "Looks like he put it all together. Our boy wants to get pozzed up." Hunter looked at Chris who finally turned from Greg and looked back at him as if noticing for the first time that he was even in the room. "Yeah boy? You wanna get pozzed?" Chris nodded. "Fuck yeah. But Chris?" He gave Chris a look now as if to say listen closely. "Chris? How do you know you werent pozzed before today?" Chris's eyes grew wide as the realization hit him. And then the smile. Chris smiled at Hunter as the look on his face transformed from shock to pure lust. As the realization hit Chris, he looked back and forth to the two men and as he tilted his head back in ecstasy, moaned out "Fuuuuuuuuck." Both men noticed that Chris's cock was as hard as it had been the whole day and it was leaking precum all over his abs. Greg was also benefiting from Chris's pleasure as he felt the boys hole squeeze his cock gripping it and milking it and trying to pull it in deeper. Greg smiled in response as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Yeah boy. Thats what youre about to get. Im gonna fucking breed you with my poz cum so deep." He was balls deep in Chris and tried to focus so he could hold his position as Hunter tied the band around his arm and found a vein. When Hunter pulled away after finishing the slam, Greg raised his arm and coughed through that initial impact. He loved getting slammed while he was inside a bottom but this hole was so tight and knowing that it was a neg boy who wanted to get pozzed up made him wild. As he rode the high he pushed his weight against Chris's hole trying to get even deeper than was possible. Chris could feel the change in Greg just in the way the cock inside him felt. Almost like it was growing fatter. It felt like it was stretching him even more. But there was no pain. This was all pleasure. He looked back up to Greg and saw the change in his face. It looked like lust on the verge of violence. Chris braced himself. "Oh fuck boy. You feel that cock?" Gregs breathing was heavy from the coughing but also as he got closer to cumming. His fucking became more frantic pulling almost completely out before slamming his cock deep into the boy at an increasing speed. The two were moaning loudly now unable to form words. Greg reached down and held Chris's shoulders to get deeper with each stroke. He looked deep into Chris and found some words but not sentences. "Cumming....pozzing....boy.....fuck..." and then the slamming strokes that would tell any observer that Gregs ropes of poz cum were being shot into Chris. The spasms, the shaking, all told Hunter that this was a huge load. But what made this easily one of the hottest things Hunter had ever witnessed was that as Greg began to shoot his load Chris also was on the verge of cumming. He never found his words so it came out in a long moan that was broken up by each rope that he shot. Hunter saw cum shooting up onto Chris's chest and face and more than one rope that hit Gregs neck and chin. As he came Chris's legs moved off the sling and tightened around Greg but in constant movement as if unable to maintain control. Hunter couldnt tell if one was shaking the other or if both were shaking together as if they were a single unit. As Greg slowed himself down he wrapped his arms around Chris and they kissed deep. Both still shivered with periodic tremors as they made out from the intense cum they had both experienced. As Greg pulled himself from the kiss he looked into Chris's eyes again. The boy was still very high. "Fuck youre hot boy. That might have been the most cum I have ever shot at once." Chris just smiled. "You are so adorable." Greg turned to Hunter as if to seek his agreement. What he saw was cum all over the floor. Hunter had cum with the boys and shot all around him like he was trying to paint the floor with his cum. "Guess you enjoyed watching that." Hunter laughed. "That was fucking hot boys. Two boys fucking is hot. A top pozzing a neg bottom is fucking hot. But you two got me at that next level. Fuck." Greg turned to look at Chris again but was still talking to Hunter. "How did you find the hottest boy on campus? If there are anymore like him at that school...fuck youre hot." He pressed his mouth against Chris's again and their passion was just as deep as before they came. When the kiss broke, Chris spoke his first words since he came. "You would like Tyler." Greg cocked his head slightly at the statement and turned to Hunter though it wasnt clear who he was talking to. Maybe both of them. "Who's Tyler?"

Part 7 The boys did what had become routine at the end of their hookups. Not a lot of talking, quick dressing, quicker getaway. Hunter didnt stop them. He had seen this all before. He knew that the immediate line of thinking would be that things had gone too far. That it was time to pull things back. One time wasnt so bad but no one needed to know and if it never happened again it would become a distant memory in no time. What Hunter also knew is that the inevitable progression following that thinking was temptation and then a call or text to reconnect. Hunter had the patience to wait it out. These boys were worth it and besides, he didnt get to fuck Tyler but with Chris getting two loads of his poz seed the results would show soon enough. What the boys never had to deal with before was a walk back together after a hook up. They walked side by side but their heads were down and they said little. Neither could articulate the thoughts in their heads, the weight of their feelings in the moment, combined with the exhilaration of having just lived out a hot fantasy that went beyond their expectations and imaginations. But when they got close to Tyler's dorm, he finally said to Chris, "We shouldnt have done that. I think I need to figure things out." Chris just nodded and said a quick, "Yeah." There was no goodbye . Tyler turned towards his dorm and Chris kept walking. Neither was sure if they would ever talk again. But as all mathematicians know, horny > God. Neither could really resist though they did try. They didn't text for a few days but both would check Grindr to see if the other was on. They both got messages from other guys who were interested, but they felt somehow that hooking up with some other guy would be a betrayal. That's how Chris managed to find a way to justify messaging Hunter again. Tyler was there the first time and they all knew each other. Tyler even watched him get fucked by Hunter so he would understand if they hooked up again without him, right? Before thinking about the answer too deeply, he messaged Hunter on Grindr. They messaged back and forth casually at first, Chris waiting for Hunter to ask him over again, too afraid to make that move himself. Finally, Hunter did get what Chris was hoping for. H: How are you boys? 😄 We haven't talked since. I think we just need a break. H: Did I do something? I'm sorry if I did. I thought we had fun. 😄 No its not you. We did have fun. Or I guess I did at least. H: Good. I'm glad to hear that. Maybe we can get together again if you'd like. 😄 Yeah H: You free now? 😄 Yeah H: Do you wanna come by? No pressure of course. 😄 Yeah H: Do you remember the address? 😄 Yeah H: Great. Come on over. But promise you'll say more than Yeah while you're here. 😄 Ok H: Good enough. For now LOL Hunter knew it would just be a matter of time, but he didnt think he would get one of them alone. Since Chris was the one who reached out he knew he must have enjoyed getting fucked. He decided he would push things further. He texted a friend and then jumped in the shower. Chris didn't get himself ready and head to Hunter's place right away. He was unsure if he should really go. The first time was fun but they hadnt used condoms and he worried about what that could mean. He didnt know how to mention it when they chatted and he didnt want to get Hunter upset by suggesting that he might have something. Maybe he should just be totally safe and bail on Hunter. But no amount of jerking off could simulate the intense pleasure of getting fucked. He had never even imagined what that would feel like but it was like nothing he had felt before or in the days since when he tried a finger, even two. That combined with whatever they smoked was the best experience he could have had. Hunter seemed like a nice guy. He wouldnt hurt a person by passing on a disease. That would just be evil. Besides maybe this time Hunter wouldnt want to fuck or smoke. They didnt discuss either when they chatted so maybe it was stupid to assume it would all happen again. Maybe. It was more than an hour after they messaged each other on Grindr that Chris did finally ring Hunters bell. Hunter pulled him inside and they sat together in the living room. "I didnt think you were gonna make it." "Yeah I just wanted to take care of some stuff is all." Chris was pulling off his jacket as he sat and when he looked back towards Hunter, he saw that the pipe was being lit. Without looking back at Chris, before taking his hit he said, "Well I'm glad you came." The hit was big and as he blew out the cloud through his nose, he handed the pipe and torch to Chris without asking. Chris just took it and went ahead and took a hit. Hunter knew not to ask. Hand it over as if it is perfectly natural, as if Chris knew all along. It worked. They passed the pipe back and forth and soon enough it needed to be refilled. Chris was already flying. They were making small talk the whole time, mostly about classes and the weather getting colder. But as Hunter added more to the pipe, he asked Chris "So I'm glad you enjoyed the last time." Again, he hadnt asked Chris if he did. Don't give the boy an opportunity to think and answer otherwise. Even if he is high. "I'd love it if we could do that again and maybe more." Chris didn't know how to respond. The high was telling him that he wanted it all again and the more got him excited. But how should he bring up the condoms? "Yeah. So--" Chris was interrupted by the sound of a door being opened. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a naked man coming towards them. Tall athletic and a cock that looked big even though it was just half hard. Chris was mesmerized by this mans body but was also curious about who he was and why he was there. Hunter passed the refilled pipe back to Chris already lit. He watched Chris take the pipe and a hit as Hunter continued to light it with the torch without ever taking his eye off of Greg. "Chris this is my friend Greg. He came by while I was waiting for you. I thought it would be ok. Hes a good guy. Aren't you Greg?" Greg walked over to Chris and stuck out his hand. In Chris's state, he was tempted to reach past the hand and grab the cock, but his resistance was just strong enough. "Hey Chris. Of course I'm a good guy. Especially when it comes to cute boys like you." Chris blushed a little, not know what to say, now unsure how this was going to play out. He handed the pipe back to Hunter. "Were you guys in the middle of something? Should I....go?" Hunter moved closer to Chris now as he took a hit and passed the pipe to Greg. "No, not at all. The more the merrier right? He kissed Chris on the neck and prompted a gasp and low moan from the boy. "Why don't we get naked like Greg and see how much fun we can all have?" Chris just nodded and began to unbutton his pants. "Thatta boy" Hunter said as he began to disrobe too. "You have the same tattoo as Hunter. Are you guys like part of a club or something?" Chris was pointing at the biohazard tattoo above Greg's cock, no longer hiding the focus of his gaze. Greg and Hunter looked at each other quickly. A look that said, lets just get down and fuck now. "Uh yeah something like that." "What kind of club is it?" "Well one you'll find out about once you're a member." Chris was confused. Greg turned to Hunter again. "Or...is he already a member of the club?" Hunter smiled. "He might be but think of today being something like an initiation." "Uh ok cool." Chris decided to go along with it. His brain was drifting ever since that huge cock came into the picture. Now he was reminded of Hunters as well, this one fully hard now. Chris was fully naked now and also fully hard. "Fuck youre beautiful. Can I kiss you?" Greg lit the pipe and took one more hit. Chris was never good at taking compliments and hearing that from this hot naked stranger in front of him put his thoughts further away from all the condom talk he wanted to do before. He nodded looking up at Greg and gave him his hand when Greg reached down to pull him up from the couch. They started with a shot gun that turned into a kiss, tentative at first on Chris's part, slow and soft. Then Greg unleashed something in Chris and the two felt something electric. Their making out became deeper and more intense thanks in part to the massive hit Greg shared with Chris. "That is hot boys." Hunter was watching and stroking his hard cock. "Let's move this into the bedroom."

Part 4 It was time. Tyer and Chris looked at each other and without a word they both knew. They were going to push things to another level they had never even talked about before. Tyler stole a quick glance at the tv and saw that the group scene had developed so that all of the guys stood around one who was on his back like Tyler was now. The boy was getting fucked and at the moment Tyler turned his attention to the movie one top was pulling out and another one was setting himself up to take his place. A close up shot showed a drop of the first mans cum dripping out of the boys hole. Tyler had seen something like this before but it never felt like an experience he wanted for himself. Until now. Chris noticed Tylers gaze was on the tv but didnt turn back to see what he was looking at. He wanted this and didnt want Tyler to stop them now. He took hold of his cock feeling like it had never been as hard as it was now. He was still up on his knees and scooted forward to get his cock right up to Tylers ass. "That's it. Youre gonna wanna take it slow but firm. If you dont push hard enough you wont get in. But if you push too hard it will be too much. Take your time boys. This is so hot.' Tyler turned from the tv and back to Hunter who was seated again in the chair fully naked and stroking his cock. He looked up at Chris who was focused on finding that tight hole. He could feel the wet head of Chriss cock pressing forward and sliding up and down his crack and then it nestled onto its target. "Shouldnt we use a condom?" Tyler asked Chris. Chris looked up at him as if he were being broken out of a trance. "Oh...yeah I guess," "You boys are virgins right?" This is where Hunter knew to be careful. The boys nodded. "I actually don't have condoms right now since I obviously didnt think things would get this far. But if youre virgins youre obviously both clean and you dont have to worry about anyone getting pregnant!" That lightened the mood and broke the tension that the fear of this moment created for the boys. They looked back at each other and Chris asked Tyler "Are you ok?" Tyler nodded and for the first time Hunter could see that these boys werent just exploring their sexuality with each other, they were falling for each other. They were promising to keep each other safe without having to say so. Hunter could not believe his luck. Corrupting virgins was one thing. Pozzing two virgins who were in love? He was in heaven. He stopped stroking because just that thought almost made him cum. Chris pushed his head against Tylers hole. They were staring into each others eyes. Tyler wasnt sure how to make this easier on either of them so he just tried to hold himself still and try to will Chris into him. Suddenly the pressure of the massive head became much stronger and then pain that he hadnt anticipated.It was only then that he realized he had never seen a video of a virgin getting fucked. Tyler gasped and Chris could see the pain in his face. "Sorry are you ok? Should I-" Hunter stopped him right there. "Just hold it. Don't pull out or push in anymore. Just hold it. Now both of you take a deep breath in and a deep breath out." He saw the chests of both boys rise and fall with his instructions. They never took their eyes off of each other. "Now Tyler I want you to keep doing that. Big breaths in and out, in and out. The pain is only temporary." Now it was time for Hunter to get a little closer. He grabbed the pipe and torch again and made his move to the bed. "How about we do a couple more hits. It will open both of you up." Hunter wasnt just talking about Tylers hole. He wanted them to explore all the fantasies they hadnt even told themselves yet. He put the pipe up to Chris first and fed him two hits. He brought the pipe carefully to Tylers mouth. "I dont want you to move too much. You want to get used to the cock inside you and if you pick yourself up you will pull yourself off it. Just be careful. How are you feeling. Ok?" Tyler nodded. It was clear that the pain was diminishing. Hunter looked at Chris."Now on the second hit, when you see him inhale, I want you to push yourself deeper and hold it ok?" Chris just nodded. He had never felt so good in his life but he was caught up in Tyler and wanted to make sure he wasnt in pain. Tyler took his first hit. It was small on account of his position. Before he gave Tyler the pipe for the second hit, Hunter said "Now hold this one and I want you to shotgun it to Chris ok?" Tyler nodded. When Hunter placed the pipe up to his mouth he began to inhale and suddenly he felt Chris push slowly into him. Tyler struggled to handle the sensation of being stretched out from the inside by this boys huge cock and at the same time take this hit. Hunter could see that struggle in Tylers face and kept the pipe to his mouth. "Thats it boy. Youre doing so good. This is going to feel amazing. Just keep inhaling. I want a big hit boy." Tyler did as he was told and did not stop the hit until Hunter finally pulled the pipe away. He held the hit in and just as he felt Chriss balls up against his ass hitting deep inside him he opened his mouth to moan out. Chris lay down on top of Tyler and covered his mouth with his own to take in the shotgun. They both moaned and Hunter thought he could hear Tyler say into Chriss mouth "Holy fuck that cock." There was a cloud of smoke building around them as their making out became wild and hungry. These Christian boys were going to be workshipping Hunter as their god in no time at all.

Part 8 Over the years I have been consistently surprised by the number of apparently straight guys who have sex with guys and even more so by the number of straight guys, including those in relationships, who have been happy to fuck without condoms. I've also been surprised by the number of straight guys who have made the first move and even more so by how many straight guys take it up the arse. In the mid nineties I was working for a very large distribution company in North London. The workforce was predominately male including almost all of the drivers and, although I was quite discreet, the guys mostly all knew I was gay. I never really had any problems, despite the male dominated, macho culture of the time, and being known as gay led to quite a few horny encounters. There was quite a bit of rationalisation going on at this time and a few of the depots had closed which meant a number of us were moved around and I was moved to a different location. I got on quite well with the lads on my shift and concentrated on getting on with my work. One night I was working late cover in the office with one of the lads on my team. Two of us had to work late cover each night and I was quite often on with Jeff. Jeff was a typical straight lad, blond, late 20s, into cars, football and girls and played on the works five a side football team. He had been quite friendly when I joined the team and had helped me settle in and I got on well with him. That evening he told me that the guys on the team had heard I was gay and asked me if it was true. I said it was and Jeff nodded. We talked about other things for a while and towards the end of the shift, the conversation turned towards sex and Jeff was telling me about his girlriend and how much he enjoyed it when she sucked his cock. I had a good idea where this was leading and sure enough a litle later we were in a quiet corner on the top floor of the office. Jeff unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to his knees along with his underpants. His cock was hard and he sighed and closed his eyes as I got down on my knees and began to suck him off. He had quite a nice sized cock and surprisingly big balls and I enjoyed sucking him very much. After a while I could tell he was getting close and he told me he was going to cum. I kept sucking him and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. When Jeff had finished cumming he pulled up his pants and grinned at me. He asked me if I would be up for doing it again and I said yes. I sucked Jeff off regularly after that when we were working late together and as far as I knew nobody at work was any the wiser. One night after I had sucked him off Jeff asked me if I would be up for doing the same for one of the other lads. I looked at him he quickly assured me he had not told anyone about what we were doing. He said that one of his mates on the five a side football team, Craig, had told him his long term girlfriend wouldn't suck his cock and Jeff was fairly sure from the conversation they had had that Craig would be up for me doing it. I was hesitant - I didn't really want word to start getting around the depot, but I was definitely up for sucking Craig - he was also in his late 20s, small, dark haired with an amazing arse and I had always thought he was really fit and so, slightly against my better judgement, I said to Jeff that I would be up for it. The following week, Jeff told me that Craig was going to come in towards the end of our shift. I had already sucked Jeff off and swallowed his cum when Craig arrived and soon Craig and I were in the same quiet corner on the top floor of the office. Craig had not said a word since he arrived and his face and neck were brick red. I could tell he was up for it though from the bulge in his trousers and he didn't stop me as I got down on my knees, unzipped him and pulled his trousers and pants down. He looked at me. "Suck my cock," he said softly. His cock was semi hard but I could tell it was a really big one and soon it had reached its full size and Craig was giving little grunts as I sucked him . I was really turned on at getting to suck this fit straight lad's cock and I enjoyed every minute of it - Craig's cock was much bigger than Jeff's and the load he shot in my mouth was one of the biggest I had swallowed in a long time. When he had finished cumming, Craig leaned back against the wall and then mopped his brow with his shirt. "Thanks," he said "I really needed that." I was now regularly sucking off two fit straight lads and enjoying every minute of it. I had hinted to Jeff that I would be up for going further but he wasn't really interested - he just liked having his cock sucked. I was soon to learn, however, that Craig was up for going a bit further. One time I was sucking Craig's cock and I had my hands on his arse and he didn't stop me as I began to rub my finger gently up and down his arse crack. I kept sucking him as my finger found his damp, sweaty arsehole and I began to push it against his hole. He grunted and filled my mouth with cum as my finger went up his hole. He never said anything as he pulled his pants up and the next time we got together he let me finger him again and then, to my surprise, he turned round and pushed his arse out. "Lick me," he said. I pulled his arse cheeks apart and soon my tongue was right up his hairy arse hole. I rimmed him for a while and then I stood up. He didn't move and I began to rub the head of my cock against his wet hole. I pushed a little and he didn't resist. I pushed again and the head of my cock went into his hole. He pulled back then. "No way," he said. "Not here." This was getting very interesting and a week or so later Craig came round to my flat after we had both finished an early shift. He seemed more relaxed out of the work situation and soon I was down sucking his cock. After a while I motioned to him to turn round and he didn;t hesitate. He pushed his pants and trousers right down and bent over, pulling his cheeks apart and exposing his hairy arsehole. I pushed my tongue up him and began to lick him as he moaned softly. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up. Craig reached round and took hold of my cock, pulling it towards his arse. I rubbed my cock against his hole a few times and he moaned again. I had some lube and I took some and rubbed it on his hole. I wondered if he would ask me to use a condom but he didn't say anything as I pushed my cock slowly up his arse. He grunted as I pushed all the way in and then I began to fuck him. I couldn't quite believe that I was up Craig's arse and that I was doing him without a condom. I knew I wouldn't last very long so I fucked him slowly at first and then began to fuck him a bit harder before shooting what felt like a massive load right up his straight boy arse. When I had pulled out he turned round and I sucked him off. I met with Craig quite regularly after that and each time I fucked him, came in his arse and then sucked him off. By the time we both moved depots a year or so later, Craig's girlfriend was expecting a baby and they were getting married later in the year. He never referred to what we were doing and never got undressed or came into my bedroom - we always fucked in the living room, pants down at our ankles and when we were finished he would pull his pants and trousers up and leave to go home to his girlfriend. He never mentioned condoms. I had a similarly surprising and horny encounter with a guy I would have said was totally straight at a family wedding not long after I had split with my long term partner. One of my cousins was getting married in north Yorksire and I travelled up for the wedding and decided to stay a couple of nights and spend some time exploring the town and its surrounding countryside. At the wedding I was seated at a table with one of my other cousins and his wife and another couple, who were relations of the bride and lived nearby. I learned in the course of the conversation that Thomas and his wife had two young children and they had got a babysitter so that they could enjoy a night out at the wedding. I got on fine with Thomas and his wife and the conversation flowed easily. Thomas was in his mid 30s and was quite an attractive guy in a very ordinary straight looking kind of way. I had the feeling, however, that Thomas was flirting with me, especially when we went to the bar together to order another round of drinks for our table. Later on I was in the toilet having a piss when Thomas came in. He stood next to me at the urinal and chatted as he fished out his cock and began to piss heavily. I couldn't help noticing that Thomas had quite a big cock and that he appeared to have a bit of a semi. He saw me looking and grinned. We had both finished pissing now and Thomas stood back a little and began to play with his cock. I watched as it grew fully hard and he began to wank then we were interrupted by someone coming into the toilet. I was really turned on but fairly sure that things would not go any further - in the evening Thomas and his wife were sitting with some friends and I was with some of my cousins and I didn't really see much of Thomas. Much later in the evening I went to the bar and Thomas was there. He had clearly had quite a few drinks now and, checking that no one was looking, he leaned forward and asked me if I fancied getting some air. I nodded and soon we were outside. The wedding was being held in a country hotel with quite extensive grounds and soon we were walking into the wooded area at the back of the hotel. After a while we stopped and Thomas pulled me towards him. I could taste the alcohol on his breath as we kissed and soon his cock was out and I was down sucking him off. He groaned and pushed his cock into my mouth as I sucked him. After a while he told me he was getting close and pulled out of my mouth. He kissed me again. "Do you like to fuck?" he asked me. I nodded and he grinned and then said "I don't have a condom, is that a problem?" I shook my head and he grinned again. I had totally assumed he wanted to fuck me and I was just about to bend over for him when, to my surprise, he turned round and leaned against a tree, pushing his arse out. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. I licked him for a while and then spat on his hole a couple of times, pulled his cheeks apart again and lined up my cock. I went up him surprisingly easilly and when my cock was fully up him he bent forward and told me to fuck him. I didn't hold back and I enjoyed every minute of fucking Thomas. It was so unexpected and so horny to be fucking this fit married guy bareback against a tree, his pants and trousers at his knees while his wife and most of his family were nearby enjoying a wedding reception with no idea of what Thomas was up to. I fucked him hard and fast as he gave little grunts and before long I was ready to cum. I hadn't cum for several days and I knew I was shooting a really big load up his uprotected, married arse and I enjoyed every minute of breeding him. One summer I was staying in a hotel up in the north of Scotland and was going out to a meal to celebrate a family member's birthday. I had travelled up the evening before and enjoyed a great night's sleep. I woke up late, had breakfast and then showered. I still had plenty of time to spare and was feeling very horny so I decided to go online and see if anyone was around. I knew that this could be very hit and miss in this area but I got messaged almost immediately by a guy in his late 30s. He didn't have any pictures on his profile but we chatted for a while and he told me he was a farmer and was married with children and had to be discreet. He said he just wanted to be sucked off and would be happy to suck me off too. He send me some body pics and some of his cock and his arse but wouldn't send any face pics. I didn't care though - he sounded like a nice guy and the pictures he sent showed a fit, hairy, stocky guy with a fair sized cock. We arranged to meet and he sent me a post code for the last building in the nearest village and then gave me directions of where to go after that. I set off and soon I was driving through some really beautiful countryside, through villages and past farms and soon my sat nav told me I had reached my destination. I looked at the directions he had given me and carried on deep into the country. He had told me to pull in when I saw a disused white building with a sign on it and soon I saw it up ahead and pulled into a country lane where I was to meet him. There was no one about so I waited a moment and then saw someone coming towards me. He smiled at me and introduced himself. We shook hands rather formally and then he led me into the woods and soon we were kissing and feeling each other up. He was a really nice guy and obviously horny - his cock was rock hard and soon it was in my mouth and I was sucking him off. He said he was close and didn't want to cum yet so we swapped places and he went down on my cock. He sucked me really well and soon I was getting close so I went down on him again. As I sucked him he suddenly asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I said yes and he grinned. "Good," he said, and added "I've come prepared." I assumed he was going to produce a condom but it turned out his idea of being prepared was a small tube of lube. He rubbed some into his meaty arse and bent forward and I pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck him. He groaned "Oh yeah, fuck me....fuck me!" He was quite vocal, urging me to fuck him harder as I took hold of his hips and began to really fuck him. I told him I was getting close and he moaned "harder, fuck me harder!" I kept fucking him and then told him I was ready to cum and he moaned "Do it, cum in me, cum in my arse!" I began to shoot my cum right into him as I felt his arse tighten around my cock and he wanked his cum out in front of him as I shot a big load of cum deep into his arse. When we had both pulled our pants up we chatted for a while. He told me he didn't get the chance to fuck with guys very often but liked to do it when he got the chance. I told him I had enjoyed every minute of it and he grinned and said he had too. I said I had especially enjoyed cumming in his arse and he grinned again and said he knew he should use protection but he really liked to feel guys cum in his arse. As I drove back through the countryside I thought of him working on his farm and then going home to his family- another married straight guy that nobody would suspect had an arse loaded with cum. Part 9 to follow

I have been a trucker for quite a while, often making the run from Montréal to Chicago. My favourite place to stop in Gary, Indiana. There is a chain truck stop there that is right across from a small porn shop with private booths. I go there to watch a porn. Frequently I'll get down on my knees and suck a dick. I sometimes call my wife and family after while in my sleeper, I can feel and taste the semen from the guy I sucked in my mouth as I converse with my family. It seems so nasty to have it in my mouth as I talk to them. Last month was a turning point of sorts. I was walking out of the place back to the truck stop when I was stopped by another guy who was also leaving. He was a few steps behind me and asked “Got a light?” Pausing, I passed him my lighter. “I have seen you here before” he commented, unsure how to respond. He did, however, know how to keep me on the hook as he remarked "Whatever you are looking for, I would love to help you find it.” I stammered “I can't let the others see me talking to you here. Watch where I go and later come to my truck. The driver's door will be unlocked. Just act as though you are the driver of it. Okay?” He nodded and I turned and walked. I was so nervous. Mixture of emotions churning inside me. This had become more personal and the anonymity was gone. My cock and butt both were tingling at the same time. I didn’t look back as I walked across the street then through the parking lot to my truck. I opened to door and jumped into the cab. I pulled the curtains shut and sat on the bunk. A long long period passed when finally I herd the door latch and then the door opened. His blond head appeared first as he climbed up into the cab. He sat on the seat while I sat glued to the bunk, virtually speechless, even as I recognized the nice tight young body in the cab of my truck with me. “So, do you know why I'm here” he asked as he dropped onto his knees, shuffling across the three foot gap between the seat and the bunk. “I'm here to fuck with a big burly trucker, 'cause I fuckin' love fucking around with married guys.” My cock was like a flag pole. This young guy was a little slut and there I was with him. He popped my cock out and started sucking. He put a hand up and pushed me back so I was laying on the bunk. He was sucking me and then propped one of my legs up on a shelf. I felt his finger probe my asshole. Oh this felt good. I was very close to cumin' when he stopped, got this his feet and returned to the seat. “Do you like that?” he asked. “Oh fuck yeah. It feels great,” I replied. He then pointed to the picture in my cab asking “Is that your family?” I replied it was. He smiled saying it made him hot to see the family the people that trusted me to be faithful when I was out on the road. Then he got to his feet and shoved his erect cock in my face. “So, what do you want more? To be faithful to your family or to fuck around with me?” I grabbed his hips and put my mouth around his mushroom headed dick. I sucked him slowly but eagerly. Fuck he tasted good. I reached between his legs and poked my finger into his butt hole. It felt warm, wet and slimy. I popped his cock out of my mouth and looked up. He looked down at me “Relax, it's cum - from guys who fucked me earlier today. Yeah, I know I'm a slut. You should probably tell me to leave because I want to make you like me.” It was like I was hearing a rattlesnake warning but I became willing to dangle myself in its strike zone. My cock was throbbing as he told me to turn around. I was in a trance of lust as I complied. Turning around and getting on all fours on my bunk. I felt his mouth and tongue on my asshole. He was eating me, tonguing my ass, fingering me deeper and deeper. I felt him rise and he was obviously fumbling with something. Next, the picture of my family was floating down toward the bunk as he obviously threw it in front of me. At the same time, his cock started rubbing at my asshole. "Take a good look at them. You're not going to be able to stop fucking her. You're not going to be a good father if you take me in your hole, and you’ll be worse when you get home 'cause you know what you're going to do to your wife. Right?” My cock grew harder and was throbbing like never before. He knew I was super horned-up. “Tell me what you’ll do to your wife, even 'though you've let me fuck you.” I couldn’t deny what I was thinking any longer. "I’m going to continue fucking her, even though I have been fucked like this.” His cock slipped into my ass. It felt so good. He started pumping me faster and faster. Then my phone rang. He stopped “Answer it. I'll be quiet," he promised. I reached for the phone and answered it on speaker. He continued to fuck me slowly. “Hi, Honey, how are you?” the voice on the other end asked. “I'm great” I replied. I continued conversing as the guy steadily pumped my asshole. I could feel his cock swelling inside me. He bent down and whispered into my ear “If you really love her, hang up and I'll stop. If you tell her you love her I will cum into you - with all the risks of my unprotected slut-cock blowing its load in your hole.” It was like I reached a corner. I realized what I was looking for in the porn shop - a reason to never stop going there. “I love you babe. I miss you, and can't wait to see you,” I said to my wife as his steaming hot cum flowed deep inside of me. He reached down and hit the hang-up up button on my phone. "Tonight is your first night as a slut” he said just as the phone began to ring. I got dressed and went with him back to the porno shop as my phone continued to ring away. That night I didn’t just suck a couple of cocks: I pushed my ass to the hole and took all the fuckers I could. It occurred to me that I was not just delivering a load from Montreal to Chicago. I could be bringing a hot load back from my long hauls ... deep inside me.

Been away from the site for a while. But am gonna try to be back around some more. Certainly have had a lot of questions and comments about my castration last December. Gonna hit the 8 month point in a couple weeks (also the 2 year anniversary of being confirmed POZ). Both anniversaries will be events to CELEBRATE with NO regrets.

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

Let me share my story of my first time knowingly getting fucked by a poz guy and taking that load… it was SO fun! I had been taking cocks bareback for a few years but was constantly worried about the chance of getting “it”. I always asked my top if he was “clean” and “DDF” but I’m well aware that men lie about such things to have sex! Many times, after meeting someone I’d worry whether the hot bare cock that had just fucked my willing ass and unloaded in me might actually be shooting charged loads. As you might have guessed, I’m a bottom, and was torn between my love of feeling a hard raw cock erupt in my ass and fill me with a hot load and the inherent danger of that very act. I’m certainly not the first guy to struggle with this issue, nor will I be the last….and soon found I had plenty of company. I’ve always loved reading accounts of hot man to man sex, and I stumbled across some very hot stories others had written regarding their experiences of being neg and getting naked, nasty and fucking raw with a poz guy or poz guys that had their way with a neg hole. To my surprise, my reaction when reading these tales was not one of disgust or bewilderment about why one would do such a thing, instead time and time again I found my hand wrapped around my rock hard throbbing cock! Soon I was seeking out more stories regarding such fun, even tho I didn’t realize at the time where this newfound obsession of mine would lead. After months of finding and reading those hot reading stories, I realized I was at a crossroads. I knew I would never give up getting fucked bare so I had to accept the risk, even the certainty that someday I would get the bug. Strangely, I found that as I made the choice to accept my fate I was quite at peace with that decision… even somewhat excited with the possibility! I decided to do some exploring. I knew I had an upcoming business trip during which I would have some time to play, so I did some online research. I checked several of my favorite sites for poz tops in my destination city and sent messages to some of them saying what a hot profile they had and that I would be in town for a few days and wanted to play. Several responded but one in particular caught my attention. He was about my age (early 40s) and in good shape, nice looking, a top and poz. I wrote back and told him bluntly that I was neg, love getting fucked bare and was looking for a willing poz top that would take my neg ass and fuck me and fill me with his hot cum so I wouldn’t be a “virgin” anymore to poz cocks. Being very upfront with him, I let him know I’d not blame him if I did indeed get the bug from him and he replied with a picture of his thick 8.5” cut cock and the message “here’s a pic of my cock… do you think you’d like to get your first poz load from it?” Gazing at that photo, I felt mesmerized… and my answer was “YES!” I arrived in his city and on the day we planned to meet I called him and made arrangements to get together at my hotel. Happily, he was quite punctual and being ever the gentleman he brought a bottle of wine. I had gotten myself cleaned up and ready prior to his arrival, and was wearing only a jockstrap as we sat drinking the wine and talking about life in general. After a few glasses, he stood and motioned for me to come to him… and we began to kiss. He started rubbing my ass, and teasing my crack and asked me if I was sure this was what I wanted. My answer was to begin to undress him, slowly and easily dropping his clothes to the floor as our kissing became more urgent. I unzipped his pants and pulled them down as his hard cock popped free and prodded my navel… I could already feel his precum making his cockhead slick as it ground against my stomach. I felt like a nervous virgin, waiting for what was to cum, knowing things would never be the same after this night and so ready for it! He guided my head downward and I licked my way from his neck to his crotch as opened my new bottle of poppers, getting myself ready for my first taste of poz cock. I took two big hits from the poppers and OOOOH! What good poppers they were! I started licking the precum from his cockhead… it made me delirious with lust! I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried his cock in the back of my throat and lost myself in the pure pleasure of hot mansex as I sucked him and pleasured that hot hard cock. I could tell from the amount of precum he was pumping and his hardness that he was very excited as well, and wasn’t surprised when he soon told me to get on the bed and lie on my back. I hit my poppers again and he crawled between my open legs and kissed me again and began to work my nipples, pulling and twisting them, sending powerful waves of sexual energy thru my body… I was his for the taking and he knew it! I could feel his rock hard poz cock bouncing off of mine, leaving traces of wetness where it hit my cock which was harder than I had been in years. He looked me in the eye and again asked me “are you sure you want this to happen?” I looked deeply into him and said “YES… please fuck me!” He grinned and told me to take a couple of very deep hits on my poppers while he rubbed lube on my crack and hole, then onto his reddish purple cock. I fell back onto the bed, high on poppers and panting for him to plant his dick in me. He whispered in my ear “You have me so fucking horny, I’m going to cum very soon once I get inside you… but we’ll rest a bit afterwards and our second round will be even hotter!” He lined his cock up to my hole and told me to get ready as he pushed his cockhead into my eager and waiting ass! I hit the poppers one more time as I felt him stretch me open and his cockhead slide in… then as he bottomed out in my ass, I pleaded with him to “FUCK ME!” He began to pump into me, soon pulling almost all the way out only to pound his cock back into me, and after only a few moments, I was begging like the cumslut I am for him to do it! “FUCK me, harder!” “BREED my ass, do me… fill my ass with that POZ LOAD! FUCK FUCK FUCK this is HOT!!!!!” He didn’t say a word… just grasped my waist and shoved into me and fucked me so hard he lifted my ass from the bed as he groaned! UUUUHHHHNNNGNGGGGHHHHH!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!! I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in DEEP as I felt his cock EXPLODE in my hole! He pumped into me, and I could feel his huge hard raw cock spasming as he gasped for air as his poz cum filled my fuckhole! He collapsed next to me and we fell into a deep, trancelike state and napped for a while as we recovered. Soon I felt his cock begin to stir and harden against my asscheeks and I reached back and played with his balls and stroked his shaft, knowing that there was more to come. He began to kiss the back of my neck and play gently with my nipples as he rubbed his cock up and down my crack. His nipple play became more aggressive… roughly pulling and twisting again and again as I began to thrash about. I grabbed his hands, keeping them on my nipples as he continued to work me all the while rubbing his ever hardening raw cock between the meaty cheeks of my ass! Not a word was said… he grasped my hips and rolled me over and onto my hands and knees, got behind me and prepared to put his now rock hard cock back into my waiting ass! All our rolling about, thrashing and nipple play and done a lot to get him UP! His precum had made me quite wet again and I still had an ass full of the best lube there is… CUM! I could feel his cockhead at my eager hole again… and quickly and easily he was balls deep in me, starting more slowly this time as he massaged my back, waist and ass. He soon grabbed my hips and began to pick up the pace as I hit my bottle of poppers again and again, moaning and begging for his big cock to “FUCK ME!” Nothing else mattered at that point… only his cock and my hole, and the pleasure of raw fucking!!!! I was again high on the poppers and sex, wanting to please him and let him pump my hole for as long as he desired and he made good on his promise… the second round was long, hard and HOT! My entire world came down to his cock slamming into me as his balls bounced against me… my rock hard cock slapping off my stomach, splattering myself with my own sex lube, lost in the sensation of absolute lust and pure sex! I could feel the change in him, as his need became more urgent… more aggressive… he was getting close again, ready to seed my neg hole with his toxic cum! His low growl became louder as I fucked back onto his poz shaft, working it and trying to milk that HOT cum from his balls one more time! I arched my ass up and into him and that’s all it took… he moaned “OOOOH YEAH!!!! FUCK YEAH!!!!” and I felt him begin spurting into me again and the pure HOTNESS of the scene overwhelmed me and I shot my load all over the hotel bed and my chest. “Fuck yeah is RIGHT!” I told him as we collapsed onto the bed again!! He grinned ear to ear, and asked if I wanted a repeat before I left town, to which I replied “HELL yes!” He winked and asked if I was open to a threeway as he knew a friend of his that would love to breed me as well… I just smiled, kissed him and said… “What do YOU think?! We laughed and he reached for his phone to call his friend….

yes! actually love it more if it's a boyfriend or husband he's cheating on, since the wife is female so he's cheating to have a guy, but the boyfriend/husband are male, so he's cheating even though he has a guy at home. Love getting fucked in my boyfriend's bed too.