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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.

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.

I was very excited to go to my first rodeo ever. I have a hard spot for a man in tight Wranglers and Cowboy Boots so I had been wanting to go to a big Cowboy event for a long time. I got my tickets to the National Finals Rodeo in Las Vegas a year in advance and I couldn’t wait to cowboy up every day and attend all the events. I woke up early in the morning to get ready for my trip. I put on my tight Wranglers, my big belt buckle, a flannel shirt and pulled on my trusty tall buckaroos. Grabbed my bag where I was carrying two other pairs of boots, a pair of snake skins and a dressy black alligator pair, and my cowboy hat. It’s fun to see people look at you when you’re dressed up as a Cowboy at the airport, no one expects it, but you know the men want to be you. I was connecting through Houston so I was instantly excited to see more Cowboys waiting to get on the flight to Vegas. I walked around the boarding gate looking for a place to sit, and caught a bearded cowboy looking at me. There was an empty seat next to him, so I sat down as I smiled and said “Howdy”. He smiled back, tipped his hat, and straightening himself up in his seat he extended his hand and said “I’m Dustin”. “Dave” I replied “Nice to meet you”. We started chatting and as he was telling me about his rodeo experience in a heavy southern accent, I was getting lost in his brown eyes and thick bushy beard. He was wearing a pair of tight brown Wranglers, a big rodeo prize buckle and was sporting a huge bulge. As we were being called to board our flight, he gave me his card and told me I should hit him up while in Vegas. The first day of Rodeo, I texted Dustin. He told me he was getting ready for bull riding, and asked me to meet him in the holding area. He was a participant in the event, so he was in his full cowboy get up. He was wearing the tightest Wranglers, with leather chaps, and a pair of worn out, dusty cowboy boots. He had his black felt Cowboy hat on, and had his leather gloves on. When he saw me, he smiled and I walked up to him. We started talking about riding, and I could tell we were not just talking about bulls. I could not keep my eyes off of his bulge, which I swear was getting bigger. I certainly could not hide my excitement, which he quickly noticed. “I see you like ridin’ too!” “I do” I replied “I’ve been wanting to do some riding of my own while here”. “Lucky for you, I know my way around these parts. Follow me, we still got some time before it’s my turn” he said. I immediately followed him. He guided me to the back of the arena, where the steers are held. You could smell the manure and the musk of the animals. We stopped at a corner of the big pen, where it was a little dark. He grabbed me and pushed me against the railing, kissing me while grabbing my ass. I could hear our buckles cling together and our cocks desperately trying to escape from their denim confines. He quickly undid my belt and zipper, and I was ready for him to put my cock in his mouth, but he immediately turned me around, pulled my underwear down, spit on his cock and rammed it up my ass. It was so painful that I almost passed out. His dick was big and thick, and my ass had no choice but to let it in. As he fucked me, he started kissing me. I could feel his beard on my neck as I took the rodeo smells in: his musk, the animals, the rawness of it all. I was enjoying this raw fuck very much, his dick was sliding in and out so perfectly, he must have used a lot of spit. “Damn cowboy! You’re one of the tightest breeds I’ve had! Now let’s see you buck.. I have the HIV and your blood is all over my poz rod” “FUCK!” I said as I tried to get away. He had me pinned down to the metal fence, with no way to go. All I could do was arch my back and try to pull away, but the more I tried, the tighter he pushed me against the fence and the deeper he thrust his cock in me. “Yeah boy! That’s the kind of bucking I love! Here comes your rodeo prize!” And as he said that, he let out a big grunt and I could feel his massive cock pulsing as he dumped his toxic load in my ass. My own cock had been oozing with precum and as I felt his load in me, I shot the biggest load I had ever shot before. He pulled out and I fell to my knees on the mud, out of breath, and high in pleasure. “I gotta go ride my bull, but gimme a call when you can remember your name tomorrow, I’d like to give you another breedin’” As I heard his boots walking away, I pulled my pants up, put my cowboy hat back on and walked back out into the arena. Dirty on the outside, and now dirty on the inside.

I'm tied for 2 situations... The first was with my best friend dad, I had caught him jerking off a few years earlier while we were all camping which led to a few years of us jerking off together and later me sucking his dick. He was divorced (which I found was because he was gay) so me and my friend would often crash at his place after parties/raves etc cause he didn't care about us being home late or drinking and he lived downtown so it was convenient. I would sleep on the couch in the living room and he would often come and hang out with me after my buddy went to sleep. I was 17 and I had just gotten fucked a couple times by a co-worker of mine and I was really liking it so this one night I was at my friend's place and his dad was watching TV my friend went to sleep and I was sitting next to his dad watching TV, I could clearly see his hard dick in his jogging pants so I pulled it out and sucked on it for a few minutes. I had a couple drinks that night and was super horny, and I had a major crush on this guy anyways, after a few minutes of sucking I worked up the nerve to ask if he wanted to fuck me... I was worried he'd think I was a freak or something but instead he pushed me on my back on the couch so fast and was pressing his dick against my hole. He spit on it and started to push it in, and I regretted my decision! He's not super huge but was definitely pretty big, my eyes were bigger than my hole after only being fucked by 1 other dick before. I decided to just bear it and he slid the whole thing in my hole and started to slowly fuck... that was the longest couple of minutes ever. Just as my hole started to ease up and get used to it he shot his load in my hole. He collapsed on me and continued small thrusts. The combination of me getting used to his dick and the extra lube now from his cum made his dick start to feel so fucking good in my hole. I wrapped my legs around his back to keep him close. I whispered to him how good it felt and that I loved the feel of his cock and load in my hole and that kept him hard and he started to change the small thrusts into full on fucking again. I barely touched my dick and after another 10 or 15 minutes I shot my load on my stomach and soon after he shot a second load up my hole. Still to this day one of the best fucks ever. We continued fucking off and on till I moved a few years later. My friend never found out as far as I know. The second was when I was 24... I decided in my 20s to become a top for a few years for some stupid reason but I still craved cock. I was on the way home from work at about 8:30pm and I remembered a guy who had fucked me a few times several years earlier but always with a condom. He was a maintenance worker in one of the office buildings downtown and was in his mid 50s. Stocky, muscular, shaved head, a nice thick cock. He lived on my route home and almost subconsciously I got off the subway at his stop and and called him on the pay phone on the subway platform, luckily I still had his number in my address book. He answered, I asked if he wanted to hang out tonight... it took him a few minutes to remember who I was and then he hesitated but agreed to meet up later... I said no, now but he wanted to have a shower etc.... I said I didn't care and I could be at his place in 5 minutes.... again he seemed a little freaked out but agreed. I showed up at his place he let me in and I went straight to the bedroom, pulled my pants down got on the bed on my back with my ass in the air and begged him to fuck me.... he pulled of his pants and got on the bed and reached over to the drawer at the side of the bed to pull out lube and fish around for something... I asked what he was looking for (I assumed it was a condom) he said that he was looking for a condom... I said no, I want you to fuck me raw... he hesitated but looked happy... he asked if I was sure, I said there was nothing more that I wanted right now then his bare cock in my hole. He agreed and started fucking me... I hadn't even touched his dick at this point. It was fucking amazing, exactly what I needed. We switched to doggy for a while, then back to me on my back so I could watch his face when he shot his load in my hole. I shot my load right after with his dick still in me. We lied there for a bit and he told me he had starting dating someone pretty seriously and I was the first guy he fucked since they became serious.... that turned me on even more so I kept stroking his dick hoping for round 2. He "warned" me that if I kept playing with his dick he'd have to fuck me again... I continued playing with his dick and sure enough he rolled me onto my stomach and got on top and slide his cock in my hole and fucked me for only a few minutes before shooting a second load in my hole. I like guys of all ages, but these 2 encounters with older guys are the ones I remember and think about the most when jerking off.

Denial is a powerful thing. Denial can blind you to facts and make it easier to lie to yourself. Denial can protect you from harm. Denial can make you stronger… and weaker. And denial can hone desire. The first time I saw Kurt it was Tuesday, April 25th and he was fucking a guy at the bar. I remember the date because of “Miss Congeniality”. I also remember it because I had agreed to meet there for a first date with a guy I met on Grindr. Naturally he never showed up. Go figure. Technically Kurt wasn’t fucking the guy “at the bar” but in the bathroom. At the trough urinal to be precise. After drinking three beers while waiting for Mr. No-Show, I needed to relieve myself… and there he was. Nailing some twink while they were standing at one side of the trough. The twink was braced up against the wall and Kurt had his hands on his hips and was drilling away. The remaining open area of the trough was occupied by another guy who was ostensibly pissing, but mainly watching the show. And then there was me. Standing there. Utterly frozen. Now, I wouldn’t say I’m a prude, sexually. I’d definitely had my fair share of sexual experiences. But my sex to date had been fairly straightforward and shall we say, tame. Definitely not of the “fucking in a bar bathroom” variety. Sure, I’d jacked off to porn like this- but I’d never encountered it in real life. So I think I was kind of stunned to have stumbled into such a scene at my local gay bar. Stunned—yet titillated at the same time. Instantly I had that nervous excitement about it in my guts. Like “this is wrong, but why does it excite me”? Looking back, I’m not sure what it was about Kurt that attracted me so completely and so quickly. I mean, I didn’t usually make a habit of lusting after guys who go around fucking in public toilets. But I was instantly mesmerized by him. Perhaps it was me attaching the sight of him the heady aroma of stale piss, ripe pits, naphtha, and pheromones. Or maybe it was my body tuning into the pulsing waves of sexual confidence radiating from him. Or maybe it was because I was horny and he was just a fucking ridiculously handsome man. Kurt was one of those empirically hot men- the kind you see in Colt magazines or 80’s porn. He was tall. Like a good head taller than me. Swarthy. Muscular. Broad chest and back. Short black hair and a thick beard so dense you could just make out a slash of a mouth in there. A jaw and nose like they’d been sculpted by an LA cosmetic surgeon. A dark pelt of fur covered his substantial chest and taut stomach. Thighs like a Greco Roman wrestler. Was he Italian? Greek? Lebanese? Whatever it was, he was fiercely handsome and built like a fuck tank. That night he was in biker boots, jeans and a leather harness with metal arm bands accentuating his ample biceps. He also had leather wrist cuffs on- like a modern day sex gladiator. As he pummeled the twink, I just stood and stared at him. It was like seeing a unicorn—the kind of guy that never really seemed to exist in real life. The guy pissing eventually left and freed up the trough, but I couldn’t move even though I really had to go. Kurt seemed to sense my presence. Without missing a thrust he called back over his shoulder in a deep voice, “You wanna use him next? I’m just about through.” This sort of snapped me out of it. I kind of stammered a bit and said no, thank you and that I just needed to pee. I moved to the free area next to them, as far to the side as I could manage in order to give them space. I was just freeing my dick from my pants when Kurt looked over. And I made the mistake of looking back. Time seemed to stop as we locked eyes. He stopped thrusting and just stared at me. And I stared back. He was just so beautiful that I felt I should look away. That I wasn’t worth being scrutinized by him. But I couldn’t look away. I was completely immobilized. After what felt like an eternity he spoke. “Don’t piss yet,” he commanded as he continued to stare into my soul. I merely swallowed and nodded my acceptance. Kurt started thrusting again and picked up his tempo, never taking his eyes off mine. Have you ever had a guy look you in the eye while he’s fucking someone else? All that naked lust projected at you. It’s animal. Almost feral. And even though you aren’t being physically penetrated, all of that Alpha energy has a choke-hold on your most primal core. His unblinking stare is daring you to look away from the stolen intimacy. But you won’t look away. You can’t. You are utterly frozen- powerless- waiting until the release of his seed releases his hold over you. Let me tell you. It’s intoxicating. Like nothing I’d ever felt before. It felt like we were in our own time bubble until suddenly he grunts loudly and I know he’s emptying himself into the blissed out twink. He slowly pulls out, gaze unwavering. I finally broke eye contact to look down at the meat that was slowly exiting the twink’s ass. Damn… it was long pullout. A thick, long, glistening cock with a fat, ruddy head eventually popped free of the hole. An enormous PA glinted in the half-light as his cock swung free of its anal confines. I swear Kurt wagged it a bit knowing that I was watching it. I could feel myself blushing. “Now you can piss,” Kurt commanded in a low voice. “Inside him.” My eyes snapped back to him. “Whu- whu- what?” I managed to squeak out. Kurt’s eyes glittered darkly. “Piss. Up his ass. He’s a worthless fuckin’ urinal and I wanna watch you use him as such.” I hesitated. I’d never done anything remotely like this before, and to be honest the whole scene felt like a fever dream. It was all so surreal. Things like this just didn’t happen to me and my brain was shutting down. My skin was hot and felt like it was vibrating. I found myself highly aroused, which disturbed me. It’s like he tapped into some dark sexual side of me that I didn’t know existed but longed to be released. And much like a dream, I felt like I was just being swept along in the story. “Do it. I wanna watch you piss my cum deep into his guts.” I still hadn’t really moved from my side of the trough, my fly undone and my dick out and really needing to piss at this point. Normally I’m pretty pee shy (and also shy about guys seeing my erect dick), but Kurt exerting control was overcoming my shyness and making my cock stiffen regardless. I saw Kurt’s eyes flick down to my groin and then a tug of a grin at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, you Clark Kent preppy-types. You look like good boys, but there’s always a Superpig hiding just below the surface. All you need is that phone booth.” In a daze I slowly took position behind the twink, and slid my steel-hard dick inside his slick, well-opened chute. I could feel the wet heat of his ass engulf me, but my cock and body was dissociated from my brain. It was like I was watching myself do all of this from beyond myself- aware of it all, but also a bystander. “Fuck him,” Kurt growled. I’m embarrassed to say that I lasted all of perhaps 30 seconds. Kurt, the scene, the fact that this was so beyond the pale for me fairly short circuited my brain. My orgasm caught me by surprise and sort of startled me back to reality. “Oh my god. I just came in him. Without a condom,” I said in a confused whisper. Kurt looked at me with hooded eyes. “Good boy. Now relax that bladder. Fill this urinal up.” Was I really going to do this? I’d just cum inside a random guy at the bar and now I was being asked to piss his ass? All this in the bathroom at the bar on a dead Tuesday night? I could feel myself relaxing into the idea, but also warring against it. The urge to piss was strong and my erection waning, but I was still clenched. Kurt leaned in to whisper. “You’re gonna piss in him… for me. Because I’m giving you permission to give in to your desires. And because you know it will please me.” His hot breath on my neck made me shiver. Or was it merely a pee shiver? Or was it a shiver of my naked desire to please this fucking Alpha sex god? Whatever it was, the last of my inhibitions with the scene fell away and my bladder started emptying into the twink. Something I feel I should mention- I have a big bladder. I’m one of those guys at the movie theater who after the movie lets out, I’m at the urinal for a solid 3 minutes of pissing. Like, the urinals on either side of me will change over at least twice while I’m standing there. I get really self-conscious about it because I always think I might look like a [banned word] or something hanging out in a bathroom. So I always aim for the water so guys can audibly hear that I’m actually going still and not wanking it. (Yeah, I’ve had lots of time to analyze this). After a minute or so, Kurt asks the twink, “He pissing in you?” “Oh god damn yes sir! So much piss sir! I’m getting so full sir!” Kurt looks at me again with a smirk- his glittering, dark eyes raking my very soul. “Good boys.” I eventually finish, and slowly pull out of the urinal kid. “Now clean off his dick,” Kurt tells him. The twink rapidly drops and takes my dick in his mouth and starts sucking me. While this is happening, Kurt is tucking his flaccid equipment back into his jeans and buttoning up. Kurt has washed up and is walking out of the bathroom before I snap out of this weird sex trance. I quickly pull my dick from the twink’s mouth and zipped up. The twink silently resumed his standing post at the trough, awaiting others while I headed for the sink. As I was washing up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize the guy on the other side. What the fuck just happened? I don’t fuck random guys. And I certainly didn’t engage in water sports. Who WAS this person? Had I been drugged? I kind of felt a bit sick to my stomach. But I felt something else too… satisfaction? I splashed water on my face and toweled off before leaving the bathroom. When I made it back to the bar, Kurt was nowhere to be seen. I felt like I needed some answers so I quickly flag the bartender over. “Excuse me, but have you seen a big, burly, dark haired guy who was in a harness and…”. The bartender cuts me off with a harsh, appraising look. “Kurt just left,” he interrupts. “Don’t tell me he’s dickmatized another one?” Another one meaning me. “Oh… no. I just, um, wanted to… talk…to him. Maybe?” The bartender snorted. “Good luck, kid,” he said as he shook his head. “You’re gonna need it.” * * So his name was Kurt, that much I’d learned from the bartender. But where had he come from? Why hadn’t I ever seen him out before? Granted I almost never went to the bars, but still. Someone like him I figure I would have noticed at some point. Or heard about. Or seen online. Or something. Needless to say, I became obsessed with him. Like all-consuming, can’t-focus-at-work obsessed. Every waking moment I was replaying the bathroom scene in my head. My dick was getting raw from jacking off to it. I looked for him on the apps. I looked for him when I was shopping at the grocery store. I started rotating to other gyms in my network to see if I could catch a glimpse of him because he obviously worked out. All to no avail. I also started going to the bar more frequently in the hopes of running into him again. I started to go every Tuesday at the same time as before. But since that wasn’t yielding any results, I started peppering in other nights of the week. And Friday happy hours. I even started asking Charlie (the bartender) about him. As I was becoming a regular, I’d gotten on a first name basis with him. This particular night I plaintively asked, “You seen him recently?” I didn’t even have to give a name anymore as Charlie knew exactly who I was talking about. Normally he’d just roll his eyes at me and shake his head. “Actually, he was in two nights ago,” Charlie told me. Rats! I’d missed him! “And…?” I asked like the needy bitch I was becoming. Charlie looked uncomfortable. “Um, well. He picked up some out of towner, and they left together.” I was crestfallen and Charlie noticed. “Look kiddo. You need to set your sights on a different guy. Kurt is… well, I don’t think he’s a good match for you. I mean, he’s off-the-charts sexy, and you know the fuck would be epic. He’d probably split a little guy like you in half! But he has… issues. And I don’t think he’s exactly your scene. You’d just find yourself used and discarded like a teenage boy’s tube sock. That’s it. “Look. You are cute as hell with a bangin’ little bod on you. And you seem like you got it together, with a good head on your shoulders- at least when it hasn’t been turned by Kurt. You need to put yourself out there and find a nice guy, like yourself. Or even a not so nice guy if you just want sex. You honestly can get yourself any man you want at the drop of a hat!” “I’m not *that* nice,” I replied sullenly. “And evidently I can’t get *any* man.” Charlie just sadly shook his head. It wasn’t until a couple months later that I was at the bar (also on a Tuesday, as it was becoming my regular night) when I saw Kurt again. I almost didn’t recognize him at first. His hair was a bit longer and he was completely clean-shaven. He was also wearing rimless glasses that went with his business-casual drag for the evening. But it was him. It was definitely him. He was leaning up against the bar, beer in hand, in a tight, navy blue polo that looked like it was straining to contain him. He was also chatting with another guy who had his back to me. Kurt was smiling and laughing a little at what the other guy was saying and I felt jealously uncoil in my guts. I positioned myself in Kurt’s line of sight, and tried my best not to stare. It wasn’t working. Kurt wasn’t looking- he only apparently had eyes for this other guy. I drank down my whole beer this way… waiting for Kurt to notice me. Or at least to acknowledge my presence. It didn’t happen. When the other guy finally excused himself to the restroom, I decided it was time to make my move. I walked up to where Kurt was standing and leaned on the bar next to him. “Hey Kurt,” was my opening line. Smooth. He slowly turned to me and then casually tipped his chin down to regard me. His eyes were amber. I wasn’t expecting that. Seconds passed as he stared blankly at me. “Do I know you?” he finally said in a somewhat bored voice. “Um… no. Not exactly… But, um… there was this one time that we….” My voice died on my lips as Kurt’s friend returned. Kurt flicked a dismissive look in my direction and immediately turned away from me and started talking with his friend again. They spoke as if I were invisible. “So—friend of yours?” the guy asked. “Nope. Some rando… He just came up and started talking to me. It was really awkward. So, you wanna get out of here?” “Fuck yeah, daddy, I want my gift! Let’s go!” And then without another look in my direction, Kurt and his “plus one” left for the evening. My eyes stung as I stood at the bar. It was taking a massive effort not to cry right then and there; not like it would have mattered in the mostly dead bar. But still, public bawling over a guy was not high on my to do list. Maybe it was my jealousy, but all I kept thinking was ‘why did he leave with that guy’? I mean, I didn’t think he was all that cute. He was some average, mid-30’s, banker type with a receding hairline and a paunch. Was *that* Kurt’s type? What did he see in him? It was like a gut-punch to the old self-esteem. Eventually Charlie sauntered over, a concerned look on his face. “You ok, kid?” “Charlie, he looked at me like I was something he scraped off his shoe. I haven’t been made to feel like that since high school,” I said. “I mean, what’s that other guy got that I don’t got?” “A death wish,” Charlie mumbled. “What was that?” I asked, curious about his choice of words. “Nothin’ kid. I’m sorry you’re still hung up on him and I know it hurts a bit, but it’s for the best. Hell, they’re called ‘crushes’ for a reason.” He poured me a bourbon and set it in front of me. “Maker’s Mark… for affairs of the heart.” And then he took his leave, so I could nurse the drink, and my wounds, in private. * * After that, I became a bit less of a bar fly and a bit less stalkerish. Kurt still crossed my mind, but now instead of horny, it made me angry. Although I will admit that I found his facebook profile during one of my weaker moments. It was fairly private, so I couldn’t learn much. And it didn’t look like he had posted much in a few years. All I could see were a few pics of him with a guy named Bo who looked like he could be my older brother. However, I had so far managed to resist the urge to request friendship, which I saw as a definite win. I was slowly weaning myself off of Kurt, and getting back to somewhat of a focused life. And it felt good. So a month later when I saw Kurt again, it sort of caught me off guard. Although it really shouldn’t have- as it was at a sex party. Now, let me be clear. Sex parties are not my forte. I’ve only been to like 3 of them, like, ever. And while they are kind of exciting, I think perhaps I give off the wrong sort of vibe or something? Maybe I look too goody two-shoes? Or like I won’t participate? Or I look like I’m nervous (because I am). Whatever it is, I never seem to get laid at them. Maybe a little sucky sucky, but that’s kind of it. Which can be a bit depressing when you see others having loads of fun, so to speak. Anyway, my waning crush on Kurt had left me in a bit of a randy mood- considering I had been so focused on him that I hadn’t had sex in months. So I hit up a friend of a friend of mine whom I knew to have semi-regular sex parties at their fairly large (and sluttily equipped) home. As luck would have it, they were hosting one that coming Saturday evening as a July 4th “Bang Bash” and yes, I was welcome to “cum”. I received an email with directions and timing and rules (along with their strict no drugs policy). And by the time Saturday rolled around, I was fairly well vibrating I was so damn horny. Not wanting to seem too eager, I waited until 45 minutes after the party start time in order to arrive. I didn’t think I could take arriving early and being scrutinized by other party guests. It would make me even more self-conscious than I already am. When I arrived, I was shown where to put my clothes. As I disrobed, I was informed there were about 50 or so guys already there, the basement was in full swing, and that I should head on down. So I quickly got down to my jock, sneakers, and backward Cubs cap. One final check in the mirror convinced me I looked cute enough for this and I made my way downstairs. My glasses fogged briefly as I entered the humidity from the sweaty bodies. You could smell sex and poppers in the air. The basement area was illuminated by red bulbs, some rainbow LEDs and occasional bursts of laser lighting. House music throbbed to provide an ambient noise level to mask some of the fuck noises and lower inhibitions. It was a very heady combo, I’ll admit. I wandered around as I seem to do at such events, never quite sure of where to look or what to do with my hands. I saw several guys standing and/or kneeling as blow jobs were underway all over the place. A couple of guys were fucking in a darkened corner—the slap of flesh keeping time with the music. I watched them fuck for a little while. They were oblivious to my presence. As I wandered more I saw guys making out in groups of 3, 4 and more. There were guys on a couch and bent over chairs. It was a smorgasbord of sex. And then I saw him. His profile was unmistakable as he stood in a small knot of guys surrounding a sling. My stomach clenched and I nearly turned around to go back upstairs. But something made me hold my ground. I could tell that there was a guy in the sling, and that he was being fucked. I was hesitant to go watch- even though I wanted to- because of him. Suddenly a small voice inside me said, “Fuck him! You were invited here. It isn’t his party. You have every right to watch too.” So I made my way over to the sling. And thereby to Kurt. I stepped up to the side of the sling across from Kurt, keeping my eyes glued to the guy fucking the hot, furry, muscle cub who was currently getting his ass well and truly used. I had to will myself not to look over at him, but damnit if I wasn’t going to do my best to ignore that fucker the way he’d ignored me. It wasn’t going to be easy though, because in my peripheral vision I could tell Kurt was staring at me. Hard. Muscle cub by this time had found my cock and fished it out of my jock. He was jacking me and I was quickly wickedly hard. I shifted myself up toward his head so he could suck me while he was getting fucked. I shifted my gaze to the muscle cub’s face as he worked my cock. Anything to hold my attention and to keep me from looking at Kurt. Muscle cub was cute. Blonde. Stocky. Shoulders and arms for days. Nice pecs on him. And seeing him in such a vulnerable position on his back with his legs in the stirrups made my loins stir. I didn’t know if I wanted to do him… or be him. Probably a bit of column A and a bit of column B. Again, it was like I entered a sex trance and I was disconnected from my cock and this activity—I was aware of it but it was like I was dissociated from it all. Plus, I mean, again who *was* this guy who was actually participating at an orgy? Normally I couldn’t even get hard if there was more than one other guy in the room as I was too embarrassed and self-conscious. But tonight it was different. Because he was here. Dimly acknowledged in the back of my brain burned this solitary idea. I wanted to strike back at Kurt. I wanted him to see what I was doing. I wanted him to watch me fucking this guy’s mouth. I wanted to show him I could take pleasure without his permission and without even acknowledging him. In a misguided way, I was trying to wound him like he had wounded me at the bar. Although I honestly had no idea why I believed this would even phase him or where this idea had germinated. All I knew was that fucker was going to notice me and remember me this time. The guy fucking the muscle cub came suddenly—and very demonstrably. The cub pulled off my cock to moan in delight and say “Oh fuck yeah! Breed me!” As my eyes swept to the man emptying himself inside the cub, I stumbled. In a weak moment, I glanced over at him- I swear it was involuntary! And just as if he were medusa, my breath caught in my chest and I was immediately petrified under his gaze. He’d buzzed his hair down to fuzz, and his beard was at that heavier than 5 o’clock shadow stage. He was naked except for his harness. And tonight he wore a steel cock ring which matched the PA. This was the first time I’d seen the full expanse of his body, and my god he was beautiful. Like, everything was just perfectly proportioned. Everything except his fairly enormous cock. As we stared at each other? Waves. My god, the pulsing waves of pure, unadulterated sex that bombarded me from this man were unlike anything I’d ever felt! I could feel the thrum in my skin. Again, I blame the stench of man-sex and poppers and the July heat of the room and the music and pheromones. I didn’t even feel the cub’s mouth on my dick anymore (he’d evidently gone back to sucking me at some point- I honestly hadn’t noticed). I was lost in Kurt’s stare which was a grappling hook in my heart. With a small head gesture from him, I pulled my dick from the cub’s mouth and walked down to the now vacant end of the sling. Still locked into his eyes, Kurt reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder and added a slight pressure downward. I knew what he wanted, and even though I’d never rimmed a guy before, I obeyed. I slowly sank down, and started tonguing the cub’s furry pucker. The heat of his butthole and the tang of semen hit my tongue like a one-two punch, and it shocked me. A fuse blew, and I just started to eat his ass with abandon. The cub was moaning and begging for more, and I could feel him pushing out some of the cum for me. Tasting what he’d collected from these other men in this way drove me into a frenzy. In a hazy way, could tell my brain wanted to analyze what the fuck was going on with me, but I was too busy being swept along in the sexual current of the moment. I felt Kurt’s hand under my chin, gently lifting me upward. Again, he didn’t have to tell me what he wanted. I just knew. I absentmindedly reached for a condom, opened it and rolled it on. I spit on my hand and lubed up, although I didn’t need much. The cub was already well lubricated from several others. While continuing to be held by Kurt’s stare, I slid into the cub and started fucking him. Slowly, I let the sling rock back and forth, feeling the cub’s hot, hairy little hole slide up and down my shaft. Through my stare I was trying to telepathically communicate to Kurt that this is what *I* wanted. I wanted to be in the sling, him to be sheathed inside me— my hole working his shaft. Me giving him my body and giving him pleasure, and taking pleasure in return. During the fuck, Kurt moved closer. I felt his thumb and forefinger encircle my cock at the base as I fucked the cub. I was keenly aware that this was the first time he’d touched me, and I shuddered. On the outstroke, I could feel Kurt using his hand to work the condom up my shaft. Then he lined me up and I thrust back in. Then on the outstroke again, Kurt’s hand working the condom up. By the 4th stroke or so, it was just now at my head. He deftly pulled it off. Without missing a beat, he lined me up again and I slid back inside the cub. Kurt was again directing me as he wanted and I was his slave. He then leaned in close to me again and gruffly whispered, “Now breed him. He’s a cumdump and I wanna watch you give him what he wants.” I obeyed. I grabbed the chains of the sling and looked down at the muscle cub I was using as directed. He really was a cute guy, the kind of “aw shucks” guy it looks like you’d want to date and take home to your parents. At least until you found out he was a dirty, fucking slut. Which right now made my dick that much harder. His hole felt like wet silk on my raw dick. As I was building tempo, Kurt moved up to the head of the sling and tucked his prodigious unit in the cub’s mouth. Only about 1/3 of it fit and the cub was gagging on it. Kurt made eye contact with me again and held it as he grabbed the boy’s head and fucked his mouth. I smirked because I could tell that was doing this for me. He *knew* I would like seeing the cub struggle with his meat. He spoke to the cub next, in a deep voice that seemed to cut through the noise in the room. “Beg for his load, slut. I wanna hear you beg for his cum like the filthy cunt you are.” The cub stopped sucking long enough to start up a litany of entreaties for my seed. “Please breed me! Please cum in me! I wanna feel you load me! I need it! Please! No loads refused! I’m a fucking cum whore and I live to be filled! I want your DNA to be part of me! Knock me up, man!” Hearing the hot stud begging for me to cum was the final push to get the load to boil out of my balls. I buried myself in him and let go. Volley after volley of my pent up seed and frustration throbbed into his guts. “Oh fuck! I feel him cumming! I actually FEEL it!! Fuck that’s a lot! Oh FUUUUUCK!” the cub whimpered. And through all of this, my eyes never left Kurt’s. Even though I had just cum so much that it felt like my balls turned inside out, I was still in a sex trance. I was empty, but now I needed to get filled. I pulled out of the cub and made my way over to Kurt. I figured it was going to be now. This was going to happen. Kurt was still rock hard from our scene and I aimed to be on the recipient end of it. As I approached there was a brief look of confusion which flickered across his face. When I was in front of him, I reached out and grabbed his massive tool. He flinched at the contact, and pushed my hand away. Not to be deterred, I dropped to my knees in front of him and moved to take him in my mouth. He instantly jumped back away from me and barked out, “No.” It was like a hypnotist snapped his fingers and I suddenly found myself naked on a stage in front of strangers. One of the party rules was “consent”. If someone said No or wanted to stop- you stopped. That was the rule. And if you didn’t stop, you were asked to leave or escorted out. So there I was, as it were. Just a boy. Kneeling in front of a boy. Asking him to fuck me. And being patently rejected. It was so “mixed message” after everything that had just transpired that I actually started to laugh. I had so many emotions roiling about that I didn’t know what to do or how to react. Seeing how Kurt looked at me, I was instantly filled with hot shame. Which was then rapidly replaced by seething anger. I stood up slowly and gave Kurt my best “what the everloving fuck” look. He just looked back at me with pinched brows and shook his head. So I walked over to the nearest fuck bench, bent over with dramatic flair, and proceeded to make a show of lubing up my ass. And I aimed to get filled one way or another. And if Kurt wouldn’t do it, anyone else would do. Any and all of them. And that fucker was going to watch them do it. One guy immediately walked up and stuffed his dick in my mouth. I asked for some poppers, took a hit, and went to town servicing him. I was on a mission. During this, I felt a couple different guys walk by and caress my ass. One even fingered my hole a little… but then they would walk away. Nobody seemed to want to fuck me. I kept wriggling my ass and trying to tempt guys, all to no avail. Why was nobody fucking me? Even the guy feeding me his cock didn’t cum and he wandered off. I was prepped. I was ready. I had a muscular, round ass from hours of squats and miles of biking. And I was a pretty darn good bottom from what I’d been told. But tonight I was on a fuck bench island—alone. I was starting to feel pretty despondent, when suddenly I feel a guy’s cock start to nudge around my ass. Finally! I hear the lube bottle open and feel him slick up his dick behind me. A lubed digit briefly slipped in my ass to open me up. And just as the head starts to slip inside me, it stops and pulls out. “What’s your deal, man? I was gonna breed that fine little ass!” “It’s off limits for you. Go fuck the cumdump in the sling.” It was Kurt’s voice. Why the fuck was Kurt was cock blocking? This made absolutely no sense. “Fuck you, man. You don’t own this hole. And this little fucker is begging for a load!” said my would be fucker. “Seriously man, just walk away. He doesn’t want your toxic seed.” Toxic seed? Was the guy poz and was he going to fuck me without a condom? I stood up from the bench. “Dude, are you poz and were you going to fuck me without a condom?” I asked the guy. He looked at me with disdain. “Whatever, dude. It’s a bareback sex party.” And he stalked off. Kurt was standing there with his arms folded over his chest. “Are YOU the reason nobody’s been wanting to fuck me? Have you been cock blocking me this entire time??” I asked him incredulously. “I just saved your ass. Literally and figuratively. You’re in a sex haze and not thinking clearly. Did you really want his dirty dick to load you up with poz cum?” Kurt asked flatly. “Well… maybe I DID!” I retorted like a child. Kurt stared me down until I looked away. “I didn’t think so,” he answered smugly. And this pissed me off. “You know what? I’m out. Thanks for ruining what was turning into a good night. Let’s not keep meeting like this, shall we?” I spat as I walked away from him. I stormed upstairs, got dressed, and left the party. I drove home angry. Hurt. Sad. And … relieved? Relieved that I’d dodged a poz load in my ass all because of Kurt and his apparent conscience. I was more confused than ever about who the fuck this man was. * * I didn’t see Kurt again until the end of summer. And other than occasional angry thoughts about him, I didn’t much think of him during the time after the sex party. The only time he seriously entered my thoughts was during the one hookup I had in the month of August. Looking back, it was painfully obvious I was trying to find a clone of Kurt. The guy was big and dark and muscular—but the connection just wasn’t there. The sex was perfunctory and unfulfilling and left me fantasizing about Kurt while I jacked myself off on the guy. I ate my weight in ice cream afterwards, because feelings. Anyway, I really felt I had turned a corner when Labor Day rolled around. It was time for Tom and Hal’s end of summer pool party. I was in a mood and pretty down on myself, so I almost didn’t go. If Tom wasn’t such a good friend, I’d probably have begged off, coming up with some lame excuse. As it was, I sucked it up, put on the pink speedo that showed off my assets, and headed over. When I arrived, Tom met me at the door- a big shit eating grin on his face. “About time! And man have I got a surprise for you!” and he started singing “Matchmaker” from Fiddler on the Roof. “Oh no. Don’t you remember the last time you tried to set me up? I thought we’d learned our lesson, because *that* went so fucking well,” I admonished. “Look honey. How was I supposed to know he was still married?” he shrugged. “And a sub bottom with a diaper fetish,” I reminded him. “Everyone has little kinks, darling,” he laughed. “Exactly what part of ‘change me! Baby make boom-boom’ did you think I would find endearing?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Tom waved me off. “This one is different. You are 100% his type, and he is SO yours. I mean, this guy is so EVERYONE’S type. Trust me. This time, this yenta is onto something big. And from what I hear, I do mean BIG!” I sighed and resigned myself to the fact that I had to just go with it. It was just who Tom was. I’d humor him, meet the guy, it wouldn’t work (like all the others because it was seriously like Tom didn’t know me at all or what I liked), and I’d go on my merry way until next time. Tom left me in the kitchen and scurried off to go find Mr. Match, so I made myself a drink. I heard him coming back with someone in tow (Tom was loud) just as I was completing my margarita. I turned around and… yeah. Him. Tom smiles huge and says, “I’d like to introduce you to…” “Kurt,” I finished, my disdain apparent. Tom’s smile falters. “Oh, have you two met?” he enquires. “Oh yeah. On a few separate occasions, isn’t that right Kurt?” Kurt just stood there, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else at the moment. For once he wouldn’t meet my eyes. I took the opportunity to add an extra shot of patron to my marg. “By the way, Tom? You’re wrong about me being his type,” I said in the shittiest voice I could muster. “He actually finds me quite repulsive—that is when he can even be bothered to remember who the fuck I am. So if you’ll excuse me, imma go find your husband and drink. Heavily.” And with that I left them standing in the kitchen. Several drinks and an hour of avoidance later, I was on an air mattress in the pool, trying to relax and soak up the last of the summer sun. I felt the waves gently rock me as someone slid into the pool. A few moments later, a shadow covered me as someone stood next to my float. “Hey,” he said. Because of course it was Kurt. I tilted my head over and opened my eyes. God he was even more beautiful wet. And today he was sporting hair that was a bit longer and just starting to wave a bit, and a full mustache with heavy beard stubble. He was a wet, sexier Tom Selleck. Or Pete Kuzak. It was his best look and it physically hurt me to look at him, so I closed my eyes. “What is it, Kurt?” I sighed. “You’ve successfully managed to suck almost all the joy in my life for the past few months. What are you going to do for an encore? Anally rape my mother while pouring sugar in my gas tank?” He chuckled. “That line is from the movie Clerks. And No. No encore. More like a truce.” I looked at him again. “I was a jerk and I’m sorry,” he said with a shrug. “And I think that for today, on this last day of summer, we should just hang out and… be. Maybe get to know each other in a different space. What do you say?” I thought about it for a good minute. I mean, really thought about it. Do I continue to be butthurt? Or do I just say fuck it and let him off the hook? Even though his eyes held mine again, there wasn’t the heat. Instead they were saying “please”. Which broke me. I relented. “Fetch me another drink, Farm Boy, and we’ll see,” I said. “Fetch it yourself,” he says and then proceeded to dump me off my air mattress into the pool. I sputtered as I came up and he was laughing like a kid and smiling. Smiling AT me. I’d never seen him smile before, not like this. Not directed at me. Being on the receiving end of it was absolutely blinding. Like a million photographer flash bulbs going off. And he had dimples, because of course he did. Fuck me sideways. The next couple of hours in the pool drifted by lazily. We talked about everything and nothing. The Clerks quote had opened things up and we chatted about favorite movies and art and just hung out. Other guys at the party desperately wanted Kurt’s attention, but whenever they would swim up to chat, he would shift over to me. Feeling his bulk casually brush up against my side, or his furry leg touch mine set flame to my skin. One time he even draped his arm across my shoulders possessively and my insides melted. Seriously turned to goo. I slowly reciprocated and put my arm around his expansive back to his waist. This time he didn’t smack it away. It was the first time I was actually touching him after all these months—the heat of his tan flesh under my hand made my heart stutter. I’d had more than a few cocktails at this point, so I was feeling giddy and buzzy, but in a really warm and delightful way. I was also punch drunk from the attention Kurt was paying me. Feeling cocky, I popped back onto a pool float and lay back with my hands beneath my head. “Push me around the pool,” I jokingly command him. “As you wish,” he replied. Fuck me. He did know the Princess Bride after all. I felt his hand move from the float to my side and I felt sure that I was in for another dunking. If that happened, I’d make him pay. But no. We were in the shallows of the pool and he was gently pushing me around- his large hand on my upper rib cage. Then his hand shifted a bit, and I felt his finger on my nipple. At first it just rested there, but instantly the entire focus of my being was concentrated on that little nub of flesh. Then his finger lightly circled it and brushed it. I shivered, and my cock sprang to life in my speedo. “Looks like someone is having a good time,” said Tom cheekily, and I quickly dumped myself off the mattress and into the cool water. I was immediately self-conscious again of being sexual in public and separated myself to the far side of the pool to get my drink. I hear Kurt haul himself out of the water and excuse himself to the restroom. Meanwhile my mind is racing with a million thoughts. What was happening? Was Kurt flirting? Did he actually want me? Did I WANT him to want me? What would we do? Would we finally have sex? My boner would NOT go down as my mind raced down alley after alley of all the things I wanted to do to Kurt’s body. Eventually I was able to quell my visible desire and decided that I too could use a bathroom break. I figured it was also a good time for a drink refresher too. When I looked for Kurt to see if he wanted something from the bar, he wasn’t around. Meh, I figured I’d just surprise him with something and I headed up to the house. When I opened the bathroom door, I’m the one who got the surprise. Kurt was there, leaning against the sink with his dick halfway down Tom’s throat. I think I said something like, “Oops! Sorry” before stumbling blindly away, tears burning my eyes. It was like my heart had been ripped from my chest and crumpled like a ball of foil. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t form coherent thoughts. I had to get out of there and away. Just… away. The next thing I remember was sitting in my car and bawling my eyes out. I’d been duped again and let my guard down. I was smarter than this. And How DARE he have this much power over me! But the truth was he did have that power and it sucked. He’d hurt me again. And the really fucked up thing was, I would probably continue to let him because I was just that pathetic. I felt the passenger side open up and someone crawl in. I figured it was Tom, come to apologize. “You know, Tom? Bathroom doors come with locks for a reason. Mainly so your EX-best friend doesn’t stumble in on you sucking off the love of his life,” I said with as much venom as I could muster. “It’s not Tom… it’s me.” Because of course it was him. And suddenly a switch flipped and I was furious. “Get. The fuck. Out of my car,” I said dangerously. “Seriously. Get out. Get OUT! Fuck you, fucking dick! Did you come to gloat? To Rub it in? Fuck you and your mixed messages. Fuck you for messing with me. Is this a fucking game to you? Is this FUN? Tormenting me? Teasing me and then gutting me to the core? Is THAT what gets you off you sadistic FUCK!” “No, this isn’t a game. And this isn’t what gets me off,” he said quietly. “Then what is it? What the FUCK is going on between us? Why would you come at me with your ‘lets just be’ B.S.? Then proceed to tease me all day? You aren’t blind or stupid—you KNOW what you do to me! You KNOW how I feel about you. You toyed with me deliberately only to go off and fuck Tom’s mouth!” “I didn’t do it deliberately, I honestly just wanted to try to befriend you today,” he mumbled. “And I didn’t go off to fuck Tom’s mouth. He busted in on me jacking off in the bathroom and he just dropped and started sucking. I… I wasn’t thinking clearly at that point…I should’ve stopped him, but….” “But?? BUT WHAT?? Any hole will do, is that it? Anyone’s but MINE?” I shot back. “I… I just really needed… I needed to get off, ok?” “You needed to get off. AT the pool party. Because it couldn’t wait until you got home?” I said incredulously. “Seriously. It couldn’t wait?” “No, it couldn’t wait!” Kurt was becoming visibly agitated and upset now. “Why the fuck not? Seriously, who just jacks off randomly at a party?” “I was doing it to protect you!” he said, his voice escalating in volume. “Protecting me? From whom? Tom?? You thought you’d protect me from Tom’s mouth by FUCKING IT?!?” I shouted back. “I WAS PROTECTING YOU FROM ME, GODDAMNIT!” All the air seemed to go out of the car, and Kurt was shaking. My anger dissipated quickly and my intuition was telling me something important was happening. I turned to Kurt and just looked at him— patiently waiting for some sort of explanation. Kurt wouldn’t look back. He just looked at his hands as he gripped the dashboard. He took a deep, shuddering breath and began. “I was protecting you from me. Being near you today? I thought I could handle it. I saw the way you looked at me at the sex party. How hurt you were and it gutted me. I told myself never again. So when you showed up today, I thought to myself, Kurt? Here’s your opportunity. Here’s your chance to make amends and maybe not be such an asshole. I really thought the best protection for you might be if I were a buddy, you know? Just a buddy who could look out for you and protect you. I thought I could handle it. But christ. Being near you today? Seeing your body? Joking around and hearing you laugh? Touching you? It made me fucking crazy- like I wanted to jump right out of my skin. I tried to tamp it down, God I tried. To just be a normal guy and not… not think with my prick. But you look so goddamn much like him and I couldn’t control myself and my dark thoughts started spinning out of control and I had to stop them. Stop myself. So I went to the bathroom to jack off. To relieve the sexual pressure so that I could maybe go back to just being a nice guy and maybe a friend. If I could just cum it might be enough to get through being near you the rest of the afternoon. But I didn’t lock the fucking door and Tom came in and he just… started sucking… and I just really needed the release or else I was going to do something I would regret so I just let him keep sucking even though I should have stopped him. I know I should have stopped him! It wasn’t his mouth I wanted. But when my demons are released it’s like trying to stop a freight train and then you walked in and everything went to fucking hell ….” Kurt still hadn’t looked at me. And he still hadn’t answered the big question. “Kurt,” I said gently. “Why do you feel you need to protect me from yourself? I’m a big boy- maybe not in stature- but I can make my own decisions. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for a long time.” “Oh you can’t say that! PLEASE don’t say that!” he cried. And tears started to flow from his eyes. “Why not? It’s the truth. I want you like I’ve never wanted any other man before. You electrify me in a way that nobody ever has,” I said as I reached out to touch his leg. He flinched and looked up at me, stricken. “Electrify? As in Charge?? HA!” He laughed mirthlessly as his body was wracked with sobs. “I’m HIV positive,” he finally whispered. “But it’s more than that. Much more. I’m sick. Not HIV sick, but sick in my very soul. I have a darkness in me. A twisted desire to infect other guys with HIV. You asked what gets me off? THAT gets me off. The thought of infecting guys makes my dick hard! Christ! I’m getting hard right now just talking about it and I’m fucking bawling while I bare by soul to you! How fucked up is that?” There was a pregnant pause as he took a deep breath. “And how sick is it that I want to infect you so you’ll be mine forever?” It was barely audible, but I heard it. “Kurt…” I started. “His name was Bo. Love of my life. I was fairly newly poz when we met, and he wasn’t. But we were determined to make it work. I loved him and He knew me, REALLY knew me. Knew my darkness. Knew my fetishes and kinks. My demons. And he loved me anyway. He loved me so much that he begged for me to knock him up. To infect him so we would always be together. I railed against the idea for a long time, and we were always so careful. SO careful! I needed him healthy and whole. But he wore me down. He said he was ready. He PROMISED me he was. That he could handle it and he wanted it and he wanted it from ME. He even told me that he would go get pozzed up from someone else, just to be done with it all. So finally I relented. I let the demons out and I did it. I fucking did it. It took on the first try too, because I’m fertile. And I gotta tell you, man was it hot. It was so goddamn hot doing it. I loved every fucking second and being the one to make him poz. Fuck, it blew my mind. When I bred him that night it was like all my love emptied into him too. Only he lied to me. He wasn’t ready for it. His family found out and they disowned him. Some of his friends turned on him and called him a fool for not being safe and stupid for being with me. They abandoned him. His conservative job found out and canned him. He lost health insurance. It was all so messed up. But I thought we were working through it all ok. We had each other and I loved him and that was enough right? But he got depressed. Really depressed. I came home one day… I came home…and… I’m the one who found him.” Kurt had tears just streaming down his face now- cathartically releasing all the pent up emotions that must have been eating away at him. “Bo is dead because of me. The love of my life died because I can’t control my sick desires. I was weak and he is dead. And I vowed never again. Not with someone that I care about. And then you walk into a bar bathroom, the spitting image…” “But Kurt, we can still do stuff. Be intimate. All this doesn’t make me want you less, if anything I want you more now. We can be safe….” I offered. “Safe? With me there IS no ‘safe’. You’ve seen me in action, when I’m amped up. I’m a fucking pig with a big cock and a bigger sex drive. Once the demons are loose, there’s no stopping them. You say “safe” but you don’t understand. You don’t KNOW. I’m telling you even now sitting here, after all this, I still want to infect you. I see you and I am overcome with desire. I want you so badly that I can’t focus. You are so beautiful and sexy and I want nothing more than to tear up that meaty little ass of yours. I want to fuck you so hard you bleed. I want to fuck you until your spine cracks and your spleen is bruised. I want you whimpering as I cum so deep inside that it will never come out. And then I want to do it again and again and again until you convert. Then we’ll be a matched pair and I’ll own you for life. You say ‘safe’. How do you think you’ll be safe with me? I’m way bigger than you. You don’t stand a chance. Don’t ask me to pull out, because I won’t. You think you’ll be safe if I use a condom? Don’t you think that at some point my dark side will win and I’ll sabotage the rubber so my seed leaks into you? Or I sneak it off and stealth you? Or drug you and then rape my poz load into your ass? God, my cock is hard right now just talking about it! With me there IS no such thing as safe, don’t you see? That’s why I’m telling you all this. That’s why I let Tom suck me. That’s why I pushed you away at the sex party. That’s why I pretended not to know you at the bar even though I wanted nothing more than to ditch that other guy and take you back to my place to destroy you. That’s why I sprinted home that first time at the bar. It’s me… protecting you… from me. Before I can’t control myself and it’s too late.” We sat quietly in my car, the only sound an occasional sniffle from him as we sat amid the enormity of everything he just unloaded. My mind was reeling from his revelations and his stark honesty. There was so much conflict going on inside me. My feelings for him. My attraction. His status. His dark fetish. His struggle. But above it all, just being in the car with him had me vibrating. My guts were a knot and… And suddenly, I was calm. In a moment of clarity, I knew what I was going to do. Kurt spoke again, dejectedly. “I know this was… a lot. And I’m sorry. I truly am sorry. Please understand that I think you are so… so beautiful. But you deserved to know. And now maybe you’ll understand I can’t see you again.” His hand moved to the door handle. Before he could make another move, I launched myself at him, grabbed his face, and kissed him. I wish I could say it was one of those beautiful, perfect moviestar kisses—it wasn’t. He’d been crying. I’d been crying. There were residual tears and snot. I came in too hot and our teeth sort of clacked together. It wasn’t pretty. But it was also fucking hot as hell. It started off with me ramming against him and him sort of yelping as I startled him. His body was tensed like a clock spring. I kept our lips pressed together unmoving- waiting to see what he was going to do. Suddenly the fight seemed to go out of him and he relaxed. Then our kiss morphed into a gentle “I see you, Jake Sully” kiss. And then it deepened, and turned more urgent until we were two horny teenagers making out in a car. And I gotta say—the stache and stubble combo? Holy fuck. Feeling his stubble rake across my jaw lit me on fire. Kissing Kurt in this moment was the most intimate, most sexual thing I think I’d ever done with another man in my life. It also felt I was kissing a brewing storm… and I never wanted to stop. As my hands wandered down to his straining groin, he suddenly stopped and pushed me away. “Fuck, this is what I was afraid of! I am barely hanging on, here. We have to stop.” “Have you heard of PReP,” I asked him breathlessly. “Sure,” he nods. “Well, I’m on it. And I triple dog dare you to try to get me pregnant, Kurt.” He closed his eyes then. “Drive,” he commanded as he fastened his seat belt. * * We drove to his condo in a blur. I drove fast, but not so fast as to get a speeding ticket (or DUI). He wanted to fuck me at his place because it was set up with everything that we would need. I honestly don’t remember getting from the parking garage to his unit. Once parked we were on each other again with reckless abandon. We managed to get out of the car, but he pushed me up against it- his hands all over my body. He ended up going down on me as I leaned against the car- my synapses shorting out as I felt his mouth take me inside. Then I tried to return the favor, but the 0 gauge PA kept clattering against my teeth which really bothered me. We stopped so he could unscrew a ball and take it out for me. I sucked his dick briefly in the elevator- I didn’t care if there were security cameras. Let them fucking watch me service this god’s dick! I just needed to feel him in my mouth. His dick is fucking enormous. Two and a half hands worth and my fingers didn’t touch around it. Big fucking head like a pit viper. He probably was going to fuck me in half with it, and I was beyond ready to surrender to it. Eventually we got to his condo and he had me go prep using his shower shot while he got the place ready for me. I did as I was told and made sure to spend a little extra time, as I knew he would be going extra deep. I stepped out of the bathroom into a dimly lit scene. “Come here,” I heard him say in his deep, sex voice. My feet were instantly compelled forward to the bedroom. He had a blood red light bulb in the bedside lamp, to set the mood. He had a sling set up, suspended in one corner from eye bolts in the ceiling. One of the walls had a large mirror there so you would be able to watch yourself during, were you so inclined. And the wall opposite the foot of the king sized bed had a 60” TV mounted on an articulating arm, so porn could be watched at any time. And he had filthy porn playing—lots of biohazard symbols everywhere. As I stepped into his den of iniquity, our eyes met and he said, “Last chance, bud. Or abandon all hope.” I walked up to him, staring deeply into his eyes. I feel that familiar sex trance coming on and this time I welcomed it fully. With that all my inhibitions fell away and I felt free. I knew Kurt wouldn’t judge me and anything was on the table. I chose my next words deliberately. “So, that guy that you were talking with that night at the bar when you pretended not to know me? Did you poz him?” I saw Kurt’s nostrils flare as his eyes glittered in the red light. “Yes. Yes I did.” “Tell me,” I say. “What’s to tell? He was a dumb fucking bug chaser. I found him on BBRT and told him I could help him out. He met me at the bar after work. I brought him here and gave him what he wanted.” “And what he wanted was your toxic seed. Did it take?” I asked. I knew my questions were goading Kurt on and getting his demons going. “Oh yeah. I told you—I’m fertile. He called me two weeks later to tell me he got the fuck flu. He was so happy.” “And was it a good fuck? Did you enjoy breeding him? Did it satisfy you?” I asked. “It was ok. He’d been chasing for awhile but everyone’s pretty well controlled these days so infections are rare. And he really wanted it so it didn’t feel like much of a challenge. It’s sort of hotter when the guy doesn’t want it, or doesn’t know he wants it.” Kurt’s cock was so hard at this. That’s when I noticed he’d changed his PA. The one in now was a curved barbell of sorts, but there were conical spikes screwed onto the ends. Kind of like what you’d see on a dog’s collar. I reached down and fingered it lightly. His cock jumped at my touch. “Is this your weapon of choice for my guts tonight?” I asked. “You triple dog dared me to get you pregnant. I aim to keep my record intact,” he growled. “So, about a month before I ran into you at the bar, Charlie told me he’d seen you with some random guy from out of town and that you’d left with him. You get him pregnant, too?” Kurt chuckled. “You keeping tabs on me?” he asked. “Just some light stalking. You know I’m obsessed with you.” Kurt reaches up and starts lightly stroking my nipples. My nipples are hard wired and with his touch, bolts of electricity coursed through me and made my dick jump. “I honestly don’t know if I got him pregnant or not- it’s definitely possible since I gave him a double dose. I may get a two-fer if his wife pops poz too.” “Fuck, really?” I asked. Even though I had started out as just playing a role to turn Kurt on, hearing him talk this way was getting me very turned on. Was I a secret chaser? Or was I just some sex pig that had finally found someone to help me realize my true self?” “Yeah. The guy was in town on a business trip. Married. To a woman. He was at the bar because he was bi-curious, the stupid fucker. Had cheated on his wife a few times with guys but only bottomed twice before. Such an easy pickup! He took me back to his hotel room so I could be his third time. Man, he was definitely not prepared for my cock. He cried while I fucked him.” “And you got him to risk it and go bareback?” I asked, definitely curious at this point. “Not at first. He insisted on a condom because he was ‘married’. But I deliberately didn’t use enough lube. I wanted to rough him up a bit and also possibly have the condom pop. That happens sometimes due to my size and my… vigor. Whoops.” He grinned and I had to laugh at the way he said it. “Unfortunately, the condom held, but he was really crying and it was tearing up his ass something fierce because fuck he was tight, so I told him it would feel better skin to skin. I had him take a hit of poppers, stripped off the condom, lubed up, and slid right back in. “I stealthed him quick before he came to his senses. And then kept going to make sure I massaged that load into him. As I was working up load 2 he did ask me not to cum in him. I said ‘Why change things now?’ and shot a second load deep. That’s when he kind of freaked out a bit and kicked me out of his hotel room.” “Was this a good fuck?” I asked, as I moved behind him and knelt to tongue his butthole. As soon as I made contact in his furry crack, I went into overdrive. He moaned. “Fuck yeah! There’s nothing better than breeding a married “straight” guy. I love it when the guy struggles to take my cock. I like it when they cry too- feels more like rape, even though they never ask me to stop. And I love sending them on their way with my little gift. Their cheating asses are getting what they deserve. Plus it’s hot thinking that they might pass it on to their wives or to some other guys along their path of sexual discovery.” “I have a question for you,” I say, pausing in my rimming. “At the sex party, why didn’t you just let that guy fuck me and breed me? Maybe I would have popped poz and all this conflict would have gone away.” Then I dove back into his perfect ass. “I thought I already answered that. I needed to be the one to do it so that you’re mine forever. I couldn’t let some other guy have that honor. Not with you. Especially when I could stop it. Do you know how many poz guys I chased away from your hole that night? At least 5. The last guy was definitely toxic, although you would have liked his dick.” I stopped rimming him and stood up. I stood on tip toes and whispered into his ear. “I think it’s time for you to impregnate me. Give me my first dirty dick.” Kurt kissed me fiercely then. It wasn’t like the first one in the car, or even the parking garage—this WAS a Hollywood kiss. Longing and long-denied desire pouring out in a flood between us. I’ve never been kissed like that by anyone before—or since. All I knew was that my mind was fried and I was complete his now and forever and all I could think was “dick dick dick… in in in…. now now now… “. He picked me up deftly, and placed me into the sling. My feet were placed in the stirrups and cinched in snugly. He looked down on me with unbridled lust, and I’m sure I looked back with equal amounts. He bared his teeth and chuckled menacingly. “You stupid fucker. Your ass is mine now. I’m gonna give you my AIDS.” “Stop talking and fucking do it already,” I goaded. He let out a fierce growl and lubed up his dick. Then he lubed up my hole, making sure to roughly finger the lube into me. Then I felt his cock head and the sharp PA resting against my pucker. I sucked in a sharp breath in anticipation. He tossed me some spray poppers and a cloth. “Here, you might want to try these. I’ll do you a solid and wait until you’re flying.” “I want you to know something,” I said as I uncapped the spray can. “I’m not going to be like that businessman. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to beg for you not to cum in me. I’m not as innocent as I seem and I don’t need your mercy. I’m tough. And I’m a greedy fucking bottom who lusts for big cock. I need this. I need YOU. I think I’ve needed you my whole life. And my body is yours to destroy as you see fit.” I hit the spray poppers and soon my head fuzzed and everything got warm and tingly. I felt a sharp pinch as he entered me, and then discomfort as his girth slowly slid inside. I figured Kurt was just going to fucking pound me until I passed out, but no. He slow fucked me. He worked his enormous tool back and forth inside me, stopping when it started nudging my second ring and then sliding languorously back out. A couple times he pulled all the way out with a sharp plop (which I admit stung a bit) before pushing slowly back inside. I’m not gonna lie, what he was doing was feeling fucking incredible. So much cock was in me and I felt so stretched! But there was also the added sensation of the metal dragging in my guts. And then there was his gaze. I could almost taste his lust. “I thought you were going to fuck me,” I growled. “Patience, young padawan,” he said. “I’m just tilling the soil for my seed. There’s a method to my madness, you’ll see. I can’t just ram you with this particular PA in. It’s kind of uncomfortable for me and the cones tend to come loose. One time I lost the whole thing inside a dude’s shitter- now that was interesting breeding session. Also, I’ve been cautioned by the piercer that with my size, this type could get caught deep in your colon and hook us together in a rather compromising position. And that wouldn’t be very much fun now, would it?” I shook my head. “Plus we can’t risk damaging that beautiful baby-maker you got,” I agreed. “You like it?” he says cockily as he flexed it inside me causing me to gasp. “It’s the biggest dick I’ve ever taken and its going to ruin me forever for all other cock,” I told him quite sincerely. “Oh, its’ going to ruin you all right.” He grinned wickedly. He popped out again, and started removing the PA. “You should be good and scraped up now. Plenty of places for my seed to latch,” he said matter of factly. “And now the real fucking begins.” He relubed and I hit the spray poppers again, just in time to get fuzzy before his onslaught. I know everyone is now expecting a merciless rape of the sabine women scene, but it wasn’t like that. He was definitely all about taking his pleasure, but not at the expense of mine. He re-entered me fairly slowly and when his dick came to my second ring, he patiently worked me open until he could get all the way inside. Then he short stroked himself deep in there in order to make sure I was good and open for his dick before he started giving it all to me with force. And for me? Nobody had ever fucked me this deep before. And definitely nobody that I was so in tune with. I literally don’t remember some of the fuck once he got going, because I was riding wave after blissful wave. I was having anal/full body orgasms left and right from the way his cock was hitting inside me. I’m pretty sure I was making loud, guttural noises and probably scaring his neighbors. I honestly don’t know how long he had been fucking me before I regained my voice. 20 minutes? 2 hours? It was all a blur. But he was buried in me and grinding when I decided to ask for more. “Kurt? Will you put in the big PA for me? The 0 gauge that you had in the night we met? I’ve never been fucked by one and I need to feel it.” “You sure? Because it will probably bruise your sigmoid colon a bit,” he said with a touch of concern. “Yeah, I’m sure. I wanna be able to feel you inside me for days after this fuck.” He pulled out slowly and went to his dresser. This was a captive bead PA and he had bought the special tool for popping the ball in and out. With an audible snap, I knew it was in and that I’d soon be feeling it. “This is more than I could have hoped for,” he said during the lull in our fucking. “You’re taking me like a champ, and I’ve already been leaking tons of precum into your cunt. This is the hottest sex I’ve ever had and you’re helping me edge up one massive load. You’re so getting infected. I don’t care if you are on Prep—it’s not going to be able to save you after this.” “Promises, Promises,” I joked. “Now, play with my nipples as you enter me and get ready to see stars.” It took a bit to get the 0 gauge in me, but in me it went. All the way in me. And yeah, I felt it. The heavy weight of it moving inside me as he thrust into me. The pleasure pain as he drove that ring and ball repeatedly into my second ring. He did work my nipples as he fucked me now, and my hole went crazy on his dick. This set up a steady litany of accolades from him, where extolling my virtues as a professional bottom cock pig. I could tell we were nearing the finale at this point, and truthfully I wasn’t exactly sure how much more my guts could take. Poppers were failing to dull the pain he was punching into me now. “Look at me Kurt,” I commanded. And our eyes locked one last time. “I… I’m pretty sure I love you,” I stammered while staring intently at him. “It was love at first sight. From that first moment our eyes met in the bathroom, I knew. I just… knew.” Kurt was fucking me hard now. “It was inevitable. We were always going to end up here, right here. With you trying to knock me up. Because this connection of ours would not be denied.” His hands were fiercely gripping my hips and he was literally throwing my ass onto his dick. His groin slamming into me with abandon with smacks echoing off the concrete walls in his condo. “You know how much I love you, Kurt?” I grunted out between thrusts. “No. Tell me,” he ground out. “You know how I told you I was on PrEP?” I said, through gritted teeth. “I lied.” He came in me then. With a guttural moan that was somewhere between triumph and anguish, he came. Deeply. And hard. He was planted all the way up inside me when he launched volley after volley after volley of his charged semen into me. And I felt it. Not just the throbbing of his cock up inside me where no man had ever been, but I felt his cum. I felt the shots hit inside. The wet heat. All of it. And somewhere during his orgasm I had my own. My own prodigious load shot everywhere. I felt it hit my face, but it painted me from chin to navel. When he finally stopped cumming (like 2 minutes later, his cock still up in my second ring), he looked down at me with something that looked like sadness in his face. “Is it true?” He asked. “Is it true that I love you?” I said, playing dumb. “Absolutely. I’ve been head over heels for you for months. Since I first saw you.” “No, I mean… the PrEP thing. Is it… true?” I looked at him and shrugged. “Yeah, it’s true. I’m not on it. Never was.” Kurt started breathing rapidly and he started to shake a bit. “Oh god. You LIED to me! No no no! Fuck! This is going to be Bo all over again! I can’t handle that. Fuck, what have I done? Oh god, I never should have…” “Hey!” I snapped, and Kurt stopped. “You didn’t do this. I did. I chose. I decided that I wanted you to own me forever, so I let this happen. No. I MADE this happen. And if I had changed my mind, I would have stopped it. It *is* possible to stop Mr. Ferris Buehler, you know.” This elicited a small smile from him. “I’m sorry I lied to you. I won’t do it again. Ever. I promise.” I looked deeply at him so he could see my earnestness. “Ever. And although I look like him, I’m not him. You gotta trust me on this.” He nodded. I was still on my back in the sling and he was still in me at this point, and my load was starting to run everywhere. So, I scooped up what I could from by chest and belly and held it out to him. “If your fertileness is to be believed, this is my last neg load. Take it,” I said. “It’s always the Clark Kent types,” he said with a snort. And without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head to my hand and lapped up my cum. Then he held my hand while he slowly sucked each of my fingers clean. “How’s it taste, big guy?” The corners of his mouth twitched a bit before answering. “Positively delicious.” “OH MY GOD YOU DID NOT!” I guffawed. “What?” he shrugged. “If you can quote cheesy movie lines to me, then I’m gonna make puns so bad they’ll give you AIDS.” And then he smiled at me. And it was blinding. * * After our breeding session, he carefully removed my feet from the stirrups and I wrapped my legs around him tightly. Determined to keep him planted inside me forever. He lifted me out of the sling (with my help) and we maneuvered to his bed. With much shuffling and grunting, we managed to scooch all the way up, until I had a pillow under my head, and he was laying with most of his weight on top of me. We kissed slowly and deeply like this for a long time. As we were resting (he was STILL in me, although my hips were starting to cramp at this point), I started thinking about a positional change. “Hey, when do I get to fuck you?” I asked. “I don’t get fucked, I fuck.” He stated. “Although if I were to get fucked, it would be you. You seem to know what you’re doing.” “And you seemed to enjoy watching me fuck those guys,” I said. “I enjoyed MAKING you fuck those guys. There’s a difference. Although I’m sure they liked it. A hot fucker like you dicking them down? Plus you got a pretty good dick on ya for a little guy. Not as good as mine but….” I smacked him and he playfully said “ow”. He chuckled while I made my hole dance on his dick a few times. I grabbed his face and looked at him. “You know, I think I’ve always been a pig. Or more accurately a pig-in-waiting. I was just so focused on being the good boy that everyone wanted me to be. Always so tentative. Afraid to cut loose. I guess I was in some pretty deep denial. Until you. Then it was all ‘Suuuuper Piiiiig’. I guess that makes you my phone booth.” “What’s a ‘phone booth’?” he asked in mock seriousness. It was right after this that I was brought up short by a sudden and paralyzing thought. Once again, my insecurities were rearing their ugly head, and my mind started running unchecked down dark alleys. “Kurt… if you do manage to seroconvert me, is that it then? Party’s over? You move on to another hole and we just become buddies that wave to each other at the clinic or…” my voice trailed off, suddenly fearful. He looked at me like I was an idiot and shook his head. “God I love pozzing up stupid guys! Mwa-ha-ha-ha!” a said with a fakey, evil laugh. Then his face got serious. “Weren’t you listening, silly? I said I wanted to poz you so that I would own you forever. Forever doesn’t mean for the two weeks of daily breeding until you get the fuck flu.” This time it was my turn to nod that I understood. “Daily breeding, you say?” I said, slowly cocking an eyebrow. “With an ass like yours? At least,” he growled as he snuggled into my neck. “Oh! I just had another thought,” I said cheerfully. “Oh god. Is *this* how it’s going to be with you? You ‘thinking’ all the time, asking dumb questions and interrupting snuggies?” he smirked. “Oh, I think you’ll like this one. So, once I pop poz and before I go on meds, how would you like to watch me knock up some guys? I’m thinking maybe like a nice, dumb 18 year old high school jock. Get him good and pregnant before his college career?” “Am I answering your question?” he asked, as his cock rapidly started swelling in my soon to be destroyed (again) ass. And then we kissed. And five very positive years later, we’re still kissing.

This happened last week and I hope it makes you as hot reading it as I was when it happened. I had just returned from an overseas work trip. It was the first trip since the onset of COVID and was to a country that does not have a high opinion of porn or gay men. I am a bisexual cuckold and I am lucky enough to have a wife the understands my need to get fucked by a man and is cool with my occasional endeavors. Anyhow, I was away for a week locked in my chastity cage (thank god for plastic cages) and when I got back I was horny as fuck. My hotwife can be cruel and she was denying my orgasm because she likes to torture me. I admit that I like it too. Anyhow, I went to the local adult theater and while it was busy there was not a lot of action to be had. That led me to browse BBRTS and I found a hookup that looked interesting. Since there was no way I was getting the key to my cage I decided that I needed to get fucked hard and deep to scratch the itch. I responded to the ad and waited. Not too long later I got a reply and it turned out that there guy posting was a trucker in town for the night and was looking for a bottom to fuck. We made the arrangements and I was off. He wanted to bareback me and since I am on PreP I agreed with pleasure. Driving across town to get to the truck stop was torture. I was on edge thinking about all of the terrible things that could happen to me which just pushed my horniness even higher. My cock was straining against the cage so hard that I thought that it was going to explode. I have to admit that I have always had a fantasy of being kidnapped by a trucker and made into their personal sex slave but I was also worried that I would end up dead in shallow grave somewhere as well. My need to get fucked over-ruled my fear and I pulled in and parked. After a couple of minutes I found the truck and the driver and we talked for a minute and then up and into the sleeper I went. The internal tension was driving me crazy as I undressed and climbed onto the bed in the sleeper. The top also disrobed and I saw they he had a massive black cock that as going to be down my throat and up my tight ass in the very near future. He came back and laid down and I began to suck his massive cock. I don’t have big hands but they aren’t small either and I was just barely able to wrap my hand around his big hard cock. It was at least 9” long and as I lowered my mouth down and forced the beast into my throat I had to open as wide as I could. I began to panic a little thinking about taking that bug fucker into my ass. After a few minutes he asked me if I was ready and I indicated that I was even though I wasn’t sure if I would be able to take him. He told me to lay face down on the bed and he got between my legs and forced them apart with his muscular legs. I was wide open and at his mercy. I told him that his was the largest cock I had ever seen in real life and even if I begged him to stop that he shouldn’t stop until he was buried balls deep into my ass. I was already lubed up and he put the head of his cock us to my ass. I took a few big hits on my poppers and concentrated on relaxing my asshole. Without any further discussion he started driving his big hard black cock into my ass and up into my guts. There wasn’t any pain which meant that I was ready and it was a good thing because he started working his cock in and out of my ass at a steady pace. I have been fucked numerous times but either his cock or the position made him stroke my prostate all the way in and out on each thrust. Soon enough I was moaning like a whore in heat and I am sure anyone walking by the rig could hear me begging to be fucked. As we found a pace I began to thrust my ass back and up onto his cock at the end of each stroke while hitting my poppers bottle. He took the signal and began to fuck me harder and harder with each thrust. He was pummeling my prostate and it felt like I was cumming continuously. I could feel the cum leaking up and out of my cock into the sheets below me. I have been able to make myself leak in the past but this was entirely different. As his huge cock sawed in and out of my boi pussy the orgasmic tension kept building and building. I asked him to pull my hair and fuck me harder. He accommodated my wishes as I began to cum from his pounding of my prostate only. I yelled out for him to fuck the cum out of me and he obliged. Another fun thing happened … it turns out he was multi-orgasmic and he began to flood my ass with his cum multiple times without going soft. I could feel his cock flex each time he filled me with his cum. While he was cumming and then fucking and then cumming I kept having anal orgasms as well. I think he shot into me 8 or 9 times and I know that I came three times myself. Not only could I not play with myself in the cage but I didn’t have to because he fucked the cum right out of me multiple times. Finally we both needed break so he pulled out and I felt his cum leaking out of my now gaping asshole. He told me to stay still so that he could get a towel and I told him I would. As he was looking I decided to give him a show and I reached back and scooped up the leaking cum and licked it off of my fingers as he watched in amazement. I then asked to clean up his cock for him and he also let me do that. He asked me if I shot off on the sheet and I said that I had so he said he needed to clean that up as well. Not to let my cum go to waste I also moved back and licked that up off the sheets as well. I was now a thoroughly fucked and sated bou with a belly full of cum to boot. After a few minutes of cuddling he asked if I was ready again. I had to politely tap out because my prostate was pounding and spasming and I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to take anymore of his massive cock in my well used ass cunt. I got dressed and shakily climbed down from the cab and walked back to my car. Along the way I got a bunch of looks which let me know that I was heard by truckers parked nearby. I felt like a total whore and loved every second of it. Next time I might just walk back to my car with nothing other than my shoes on so as to dispel any question about what I had just done. When I got hime my wife asked how my day was and I told her all about my adventure. She was amazed and said that I was now a first class cumslut. Because I went off without her permission she made me eat her cunt to two orgasms and then told me that I should look forward to having my time in the cage extended. I had already been locked up for two months with no idea when she was going to let me free and I suspect it is going to be quite a few more months, if ever, that I was going to be released. I have to admit that I am not that worried … I just need to meet up with my new friend and I can have all the sissygasms I can take. I am beginning to think that maybe I don’t really need the use of my cock anymore

When I was with my first partner that I was together with for 9 years, not only did we both work in porn (Kyros Christian & Dillon Samuels), but I was also an escort. We were open, we had great communication, and we understood each other completely. Actually, it was the most meaningful and wholesome relationship I ever had. Sex for pleasure I think vanishes for most couples because obviously we become bored with repetition and doing the same thing over and over again. That isnt to say you wont find pleasure in fucking each other years later, but there are other more beautiful things to look forward to with your companion in the years that pass than sex with them. Companionship is hard to find. Sex is easy to find.

I have a husband and we have a few boyfriends as we are poly

Benny pushed his forearm into the small of my neck hard and pressed his fat cock head into my lubed ass. I swallowed a yelp. I wasn't ready for that. I did my best to meditatively breath as Benny pounded my virgin ass. His cock flopped out of me and I felt lube run down my balls. "Your ass is so tight. I thought you were lying about being straight." What a weird fucking day. We moved in next to Benny a few months back. He was super gay and loved to make me uncomfortable by aggressively flirting with me in front of my wife Sara. We both thought it was tacky but unimportant. We certainly wanted a harmonious relationship with our neighbor. Benny and I became friendly and we would hang out at his bachelor pad. It was fun and so was Benny. Sara didn't love it but couldn't come up with any non homophobic reasons to complain so was always outwardly supportive of being neighborly. I'd gone next door to watch an NBA playoff game. Sara was having a couple friends by for coffee and boggle. Benny and I were having a good time watching the first half and throwing back beers and smoking some potent weed. At half time Benny said he wanted to watch something else and switched over to gay porn. "C'mon man. You know I'm straight." "Sex is sex. You can get into this." "Oh so you can get into straight porn." "Fuck yeah of course. I've fucked plenty of women." "Really? How many?" I was embarrassed by his answer. It was way more than me. "And are you saying you've never had sex with a guy?" "Yeah I definitely am." "Let me suck your cock." I was shocked by his directness. On screen a young guy was getting fucked over a classroom desk. My cock stiffened. "Benny I don't want things to be weird." "Then let me blow you. Don't make it a big deal." I stood up and pulled down my shorts and underwear. By by now I was rock hard . Benny swallowed me and slid a finger in my ass. It all felt so fucking good. I fixed my eyes on the screen, watching incredibly hot bareback anal sex. Two of Benny's fingers were in my ass when I exploded in his mouth. Fuck that was one of the hottest orgasms I'd ever had. Benny swallowed my load. "Fuck that was hot." "Yeah it was... My turn!" "Wait. I didn't say I would blow you." "Really, you're that kind of guy? Don't return the favor?" What the fuck was this? He knows I'm married. "No I'm really not. I always eat pussy. But to be frank I can't go home with dick breath." He laughed "well I guess it'll have to be your ass." I paused and watched the action on screen. It was so hot and I knew I wanted to be the one getting fucked. "Okay. Just wear a condom and try to cum before too long." Benny rolled a magnum down his cock and squirted a glob of lube. I had never been so horny before. *** He slapped against my ass a couple more times and then he told me he was cumming. I arched my back and got ready to finish this experience. He pulled out and rubbed his cock against my asshole. I realized he wasn't wearing a condom anymore. I twisted around. "What the fuck?" Benny was impassive. Semen was dripping out of me and I needed to get cleaned up. ***** "Who won?" "Oh uh" "Got too distracted by Benny to pay attention to the game?" "Haha yeah something like that. I'm embarrassed to say but I smoked some weed with him and got too high." Sara was not impressed. She didn't like when I got high and she didn't like Benny. And she didn't even know that I had a load of his cum in me.

I love Darkroom sex. Love the anonymous fucking obviously. But in the dark, its like the unexpected build up. My other senses kick in better. I love to touch, to feel a body in the dark, my imagination and fantasies kick in deep which makes me horny. I love the smell of men, not just sex, but the smell, the different smells of Man. Tasting them, kissing in the dark, pubes, different tastes of Man. I love Strange unseen Shadows, touching me, feeling me, entering me and imaging in thd dark, how I want them to look. I love Men, everything about them, but I love how my other senses kick in and work me. Great Question.

Love to have this alpha in my ass!

Lucky guys

I agree with @negbtm ... get on BBRTS! Enjoy yourself with lots of men. Set goals for the number of partners you'd like to meet every week or every month, and for the kinds of experiences you'd like to try. If you're not already doing it, it's a good idea to set up regular STI testing. (Making testing frequent and routine is one of the extra benefits of PrEP.) Discuss with your doctor whether a quarterly or perhaps even monthly schedule makes sense. If you have frequent sex, you will get STIs now and then. Many infections are asymptomatic. Quick detection and treatment could put yours and your sexual partners' minds at ease. It's also a good idea to review vaccinations with your doctor. There are vaccines against Hepatitis A, Hepatitis B, HPV, and meningitis. Some are routine, depending on your location and your generation, but some are not. Last but not least, consider discussing your protection against HIV with your doctor, especially if your genetic tests were done by a direct-to-consumer service. Consumer genetic tests are not validated for, let alone approved for, use in disease prevention, diagnosis, or treatment. PrEP, on the other hand, is well studied, and is a safe and effective way to protect against HIV. It doesn't hurt to find sex-positive friends or even a licensed counselor. It's good to be able to discuss whatever might be holding you back from accepting and enjoying your sexual desires. Last but not least, I sometimes see "deleting soon" in people's Grindr profiles. These are usually blank profiles, or ones without many details, and without face pictures. Apparently, there is a psychological pattern at work in liquidation sales, motivating shoppers to buy while they can. But it doesn't translate to Grindr, where there are literally hundreds of other guys available! If you're not filling out your profile each time you re-download Grindr, try that. And instead of deleting and re-downloading, consider maintaining a presence. It will make you more approachable and increase your chances of meeting sexual partners and like-minded friends in your area.

My nub. I only orgasm anally these days.

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.

Friday - Trevor - My ass was sore finally. For the next few days I only took loads on the second floor to my face or in my mouth. Johnny heard how rough my Tuesday night was with Stephen and Cory and acted as mediator for the guys in our building. I'm not sure how my life got this way so fast. From only having sex with women and Katie to sucking dick and drinking piss on the second floor at my work. But I'm having a lot of fun, It's kinky, it's hot being used for their pleasure, who ever they happen to be. I know what it means to be cum drunk now, it's a level of self satisfaction you don't get when you cum in a girl. Friday rolled around and I've got no idea what's in store for me this weekend. Katie's work is so sporadic and urgent that lately we haven't seen each other that much. But her paychecks are worth it. I headed over to her place, she was home, I saw her car in the garage. I entered, and it was clear that the guy's had someone over. I went to enter her bedroom but it was locked. "Huh" I thought to myself as I fumbled for my keys in my backpack. I heard some rustling in her room and by the time I entered she was under the covers, the TV was freshly turned off. "Hey babe" she said, semi out of breath. The sounds of sex did not stop so I know there wasn't a guy in her room, but she was definitely acting weird. "Let's go I'm hungry" she removed the sheets and swung her legs around, she was just in underwear and a t-shirt. We left the apartment and walked to dinner. It wasn't too busy so we got through dinner quick and headed back to the apartment. As I went to unlock the door for us the door opened and Thomas walked right through, bumping into Katie but he pushed me back. My back and head hit the wall behind me. "Watch out little bitch boy", he said completely ignoring Katie. He walked by me and slapped my ass hard. I jumped forward and he walked away laughing. Katie had a look I've never seen before. She was shocked, but had a small smirk. "I have to pee" she said almost excitedly under her breath. "Uh, ok." I said as she went through the door, went into her room and then came out seconds later tucking something into her pocket. Stephen, and Cory appeared in the hallway door, Cory waved me to follow them. As I approached their door I could smell sex emanating through it. I turned the corner and there on all fours on the bed hole gaping and red, was Johnny. "That's what he gets for setting up a gangbang behind our back" Stephen said. I was worried Johnny got pozzed against his will, but the smile spreading across his face as he laid there in euphoria said otherwise. "Next weekend is your true gangbang, the guys from the party want you. I'll work on Katie not being here." "What the, how would you be able to.." My company works closely with her company. After your first fucking from Thomas I realized we could have a lot of fun, so I've been making sure to set up a lot of contracts through her team and her boss Mark. "THATS why she's been so busy and always gone?!" Stephen slapped my face but held onto my jaw. "Shut it slut, you've been loving it. You're lucky I haven't gotten her transferred to San Fran. She's really good at her job, it wouldn't take much to send her away and put you up in this room." Stephen turned me around and pushed me out the door, Both boys followed me to the living room and we sat on the couch. Katie was taking the longest piss of her life. She exited the bathroom and as she sprint by the hallway door she had her bullet vibrator clasped in her hand. 'What the fuck' I thought to myself. We started a board game on the table and the bedroom door opened, Katie practically jumped thinking everyone in the apartment was accounted for. Johnny walked by us sheepishly, Shirt collar torn, shorts askew and he took fumbling steps towards the door and left. Katie turned to Stephen and Cory about to ask who that was and Stephen answered, "Our friend wanted fuck someone roughly, he volunteered as tribute." Katie squirmed in her seat, and took a deep breath, then got the same look in her eye as she had after Thomas pushed me at the front door. We continued the game and went our separate ways for the night. I tried to initiate sex but she playfully declined. "Not tonight little bitch boy, I'm tired." Friday - Katie - I got home before Trevor could get there. The boy's were having fun in their room. I got under the covers, turned on gay porn for women (hotter guys) and masturbated as I listened to the hardcore fucking through my wall. I pictured it was Trevor, having pissed of Stephen so Stephen is taking it out on his ass. I pictured Mark, who was leaking from me, taking Trevor like the guys on the screen in front of me. But Trevor ruined it, he knocked on the door and I rushed to get situated so he wouldn't see what I was watching or what I was doing. We went to grab dinner and I was wondering if we could get home so I could hear the boys finish up with who ever the bottom was. A Stephen was unlocking the door the door opened and a tall, tatted muscular man pushed Trevor into the wall behind him, I was instantly wet, the guy ignored me, slapped Trevor on the ass and walked away, "Watch out little bitch boy." The guy said. I told Trevor I had to use the bathroom and rushed into the room to grab my vibrator. I sat on the seat and started the toy, imaging the guy, muscular, mean looking. Ignoring my perfectly fuckable pussy or ass and just taking Trevor in front of me, treating him like a little bitch boy. I came hard, and my legs were now rubber. I left the bathroom holding my toy without realizing it wasn't hidden 'hopefully they didn't see" I thought, tucking my toy into my drawer. We played board games and once Trevor went to the bathroom after the guy left the bedroom well fucked and loopy. I asked Cory, "who fucked that kid?" "His name is Thomas, he's pretty dangerous, keep him away from Trevor, he'll fuck any ass." I shuddered, dripping wet again. I turned down my little bitch boy when we got to bed. After what Thomas did to him I couldn't give him the pleasure of having me tonight. Trevor fell asleep and I watched porn on my phone, a masked and blindfolded guy getting fucked by tons of guys, switching back and forth, the title of the video, posted the day before, "Straight boy taking the gang". The guys ass was taking it hard and deep, bouncing, he was moaning and clearly loved it. I moved the sheets and saw Trevor's bare ass. The guy in the porn had a perfect fuckable ass just like his, I came watching this stud take his 10th load, in an ass that looked just like my boyfriends.

Agree with all of your post except that meth is not an attractive problem at any age. Meth heads don't get a pass because they're young and (imagine themselves) pretty. They're still a mess.

First time I had black cock, I am now addicted to black cock.

I don't know where to start, but here it goes. Before my 18th birthday, I had only suck one dick but once I started college things changed. My father used to tell me the best part of me ran down the crack of my mother's ass and he is right, with me being 5ft. 5 & 100 LBS I was always the runt of any class I was in, except for one thing I have a thick 8-inch dick. The best part of High school was taking showers in the locker room and looking at all the hot looking boys and seeing they might have great bodies, but I had the big dick. I left home with no real money and moved into a shady part of town. Going to school during the day and waiting on tables at night. My sex life was a big blank until I saw a post about a bathhouse around the corner. I went to the front door and knocked and the one opening the door says you have to be 18 to get in so come back in 4 years when you turn 18. Again I knock on the door and say I have I.D. so come on in and he looks at my I.D. for a long time, then says its real, so the fee is $10 for students and gives a towel a condom and lube. I go to the locker room, and the place is empty, but for Jerry who is in the late 40s. He comes over and says place raided last night, so they are staying away till it blows over. Jerry asks how new am I the truth is I'm a virgin, and he smiles then tells me to lie down on the table. Jerry says he won't do anything I don't feel comfortable doing as he pours warm oil on my body, this feels great as he works it into my body. He is near my hole and says I'm going to see how tight you are. One finger in my ass with a feeling I have never felt before as my dick is rock hard. Jerrk whispers in my ear we have to go to his place a few blocks away as he has supplies that will help enjoy it a lot more. I have seen porn, so I know he wants to stick his dick in me, but I have a feeling Jerry wants to spend more than just a slam-bang and leave. Jerry lives across the street from me, and he has a nice place here with two bedrooms, one is where he sleeps, and the other is his party room. Jerry ask me if I have ever smoked weed, and I say just a few times, so Jerry laughs and says he has weed spike with T. I never heard of T and as I smoke it I find out why as he lays me on my stomach in his playroom. Jerry shows me his special lube that also has T in it and that it will burn and for me to take some poppers first. He is instructing me how to do poppers first inhale three times on one side of my nose now do the other and back. After a few times, I feel his fingers working my hole and the slite burn he talks about as he has two fingers in me. Jerry is kissing on the back of my neck and says he is POZ, but I don't have to worry as he is on med. I have no idea what he is talking about as the fingers in my ass that is all I care about as Jerry ask me if I can take more as he puts his third finger in me. I see Jerry for the first time naked as he takes out his Prince Albert as he does not want to rip me up. He puts me on the edge of the bed hands me some poppers and says that any pain to let him know. I take a few big hits from the poppers as the head of his dick is against my hole. I'm feeling pressure, but no pain as Jerry is going very slow with his 7-inch dick and the burn from the T lube I can't help my self as I back up onto Jerry dick till I'm balls deep and he is laughing and telling me to fuck my self on his dick. I feel Jerry dick swelling up with his heaving breathing as he forces me to lay flat on the bed as he goes nuts fucking me as fast as he can. Then he stops, then puts all his weight on me as his dick is pulsing out his medicated POZ cum into my virgin hole. I spent two days with Jerry went in a virgin and left as his cum dump. Over the next few weeks, I see Jerry when I can, but I have to make money for school and between school and work its hard. Jerry asked me if I would like to make some real money as he has a friend who might have some work for me. I say sure, and he needs some pictures of me naked which I do. Jerry says they all should be with me having an erection, so he gives me some viagra.

After receiving many messages from a negative bottom here on breeding zone, I finally responded, and we began some back and forth pozzing chat. I told him how much I enjoyed fucking a tight hole raw with the sole purpose of knocking-up the bottom. He responded saying how much he wanted to be my bottom pig. After a few months of message exchanges, I told him I was ready for him to follow through, or to quit messaging me. He replied saying he was a four hour trip from my town, and he would plan a trip to my locale, and would get back to me with the details of the trip. Well, a month passed before I heard back from him, and was somewhat surprised when he opened saying he had booked a hotel room nearby for an upcoming weekend. I was skeptical, but just in case I told him to let his beard keep growing and not to let anyone fuck him until after our weekend. The Friday of his projected arrival, I had dinner and just watched some TV, not expecting him until fairly late as he wouldn't even commence his trip until after he got off work. Around 10:30, I got a call from him, letting me know he was at hotel. He sounded nervous, so I reassured him he'd be fine. I got in my truck and drove the 30 minutes to his hotel room. When he opened the door, I was surprised at how sexy he was - at (approximately) 5' 9", beefy with a belly, and a beautiful bushy brown beard growing up onto his chubby cheeks. He invited me in, and I could see how nervous and scared he was, so I gave him a big hug to break the tension. He relaxed, and I pulled his mouth to mine and gave him a deep kiss which lasted nearly a minute. "Damn you're a sexy cub," I told him, and asked where my bourbon was. He quickly grabbed the bottle he brought, and poured us a few drinks. As he did, I removed my shirt and hat, and made myself comfortable on the bed. He joined me, and as we drank he rubbed my belly and tits, and my cock began leaking precum inside my jeans. Once the alcohol was kicking in, I told him to get naked for me, and he quickly did, showing me a sexy cub covered in fur from head to toe. As he stood beside the bed, his 5" cock was arching upwards, oozing clear fluid out the tip. "Get my boots off, boy." I ordered, and lit my pipe. When he was finished, I had him put his head back on my chest and start sucking my nipples. So I'm just leaning back enjoying my pipe as he's working my nipples, and I ask him if he's ready to suck my dirty cock. He nods, and I tell him to remove my jeans and get between my legs. I start stroking my cock, working more precum out, as the cub watches me eagerly. "You sure you want it, boy? You want my cock in your mouth?" I grabbed the back of his head and guided him down on my cock. Seeing his hairy mouth open wide for me just makes me harder. "Suck it slow, boy- remember this first load is for your ass. I've been saving it all week just for your hole." The cub slowed his pace, and, looking down between his legs, I could see his cockhead was a bright red, and it glistened with his own juices. Pulling him off my cock, I positioned him on all fours, along side me, his hole convenient to my position. Gently fondling his balls, I segued to stroking his hole as I finished my pipe. He whimpered in pleasure as, initially, I rested the warm bowl of my pipe against his tight ballsack, only to slide it onto his crack and rest it on his opening. I can see his hole clench. Smacking his ass, I told him "What a good little fucktoy you're being. Put your head on the bed, pig, and keep your ass absolutely still for me." Now milking my cock, I scooped-up some of my precum, rubbing it on his puckered hole. "You like having daddy's tainted cum on your pussy, don't you, boy?" "Yes, sir," he unhesitatingly grunted. Noticing a string of clear cum leaking from his cock, I caught it with my fingers and added to the precum I had earlier applied to his hole. A finger inserted into his hole met resistance, but I keep going, urging "Open up boy. You got some of my precum in you now." He moaned in approval. Repeated I finger-fucked his hole, increasingly roughly, enjoying his moans as my assault intensified, and even more enjoying the tint of red that was showing-up on my fingers. It was time to progress to the next level. Getting to my feet, I had the bottom position his ass at the edge of the bed, which was the perfect position for me to slide my cock up and down his crack, spreading more of my toxic load onto his hole. He held perfectly still, even if breathing hard. Finally I began to work my head a little deeper, urging "Take my poz cock, baby. Open up for Daddy." While I couldn't understand the words he grunted, I could understand his level of excitement: he was actually cumming on the bed, and I wasn't even inside his hole. Naturally I quickly shoved my rock hard seven inches in his ass. He flinched in pain, even perhaps intending to extract himself from my control, but instead I held him still, as I hammer-fucked his ass. "Stop, man, stop," he demanded, but I wasn't about to comply. Without pausing in my thrusts, and as my balls tightened, I snapped "You're taking this load, pig, shut the fuck up!" His moans continued, which added to my perverse pleasure in seeing the streaks of red which alternated with the precum with which my cock was coated. So I fucked him still harder, ever harder until finally my balls erupted, shooting my six-day load deep inside his ass, my cock twitching inside my new pig. Panting hard, I announced "That's it baby. Take your first dirty load. Let it soak in. Let it make you a whore." His head hung low, his body frozen as I finished stroking my final drops of toxic cum into his coated boy cunt. Afterwards my cock plopped out and his hairy hole slowly closed, but not before I saw a little bit of my load leak out - so I scooped it up and pushed it back in. Waste not want no, you know. Lighting my pipe anew, I lay on the bed, ordering the pig to join me, gesturing for him to lay his head on my chest. Some tears ran down his face, and he hugged me for support. "Hush, there, Pig, it will be okay," I cooed, and when he calmed down I guided his mouth to my cock. He knew what to do, and without a word licked my tool and crotch clean. "Look me in the eyes," I ordered, and with my cock still lodged in his mouth, but his eyes were fixated on mine, I took a draw on my pipe, and admonished "Remember the taste of that cock. It's the one that knocked you up." We fell asleep, and twice in the remaining hours of the night I bred him again. In the morning I left for the day, but came back Saturday night and managed to fuck four more loads into him before he left Sunday afternoon. I continued chatting with him online, until finally eight weeks later he messaged me to let me know it took. He was officially knocked up. He let me know it made him hard to think about it, but he was scared and wanted to come visit again. I replied "No. My job is done, pig. You gave me your cunt to fuck and to knock up, and I did that. You're a whore now. Go fuck strangers. Go fuck bookstore trolls and old men. Go share your little bear pussy with anyone who wants it. You're a cumdump now. I prefer negative boys." He deleted his account the next day. NEXT!

Phil and Sarah had been married for 17 mostly happy years. When they were young, they dug each other. And they'd settled in to a happy routine after a few tough years. Phil realized, very late, his same sex attraction and as sex slowed down with Sarah, he began jerking off to gay porn. He didn't consider himself gay and rejected the binary. It's a Kinsey scale and I am attracted to women enough. Whatever the case, he often fantasized about being fucked in the ass. Especially in some kind of anonymous quick hookup. ***** After a reorg at work, Phil was assigned to a professional services team that travelled often. This suited Phil fine. Being out of each other's hair sometimes improved his and Sarah's relationship. Phil's days were so long he didn't consider cheating. ****** It was Sunday in Atlanta. Phil had flown out the night before so he'd be able to make sure everything was ready for the team when they arrived. He took an early flight, just to have some time to himself. But things were delayed and he didn't arrive until dinner time. He headed to the hotel, took a shower, talked to Sarah and headed to the bar for dinner. ****** Phil glanced at his watch. Fuck, he had been hanging out with Seth for like an hour and a half, throwing back gin gimlets. "Come back to my room. I went to show you something," said Seth, while grabbing Phil's rock hard dick. "... Okay". Seth's flirting had been exciting, obviously, and maybe he'd get a bj out of the deal. ****** Seth had a suite way up high. Phil looked out from the floor to ceiling windows as Seth hit the bathroom. He came out naked and told Phil to get naked too. "Just oral okay?" "Yeah of course." Phil started to disrobe but paused halfway through. "Just go with it." He inhaled and went for it. Seth sucked his cock as Phil leaned against the window. At 6 inches and not very thick, his dick wasn't amazing. Seth, on the other hand, was at least 7 and thick. Fuck Seth was jealous. "Come to the bed it'll be more fun." In a daze now, Phil followed and laid on the bed. Seth turned the lights out and mounted him in a 69, pushing his dick into Phil's mouth without warning. Whatever. He couldn't expect an unreciprocated bj right? Seth reached over to the nightstand for some lube and soon pushed two fingers into Phil's asshole. At the same time Seth pushed his dick into Phil's mouth. It was too much and he gagged. "You're doing great Phil." Seth slurped his softening cock and pulled his own member out of Phil's mouth. The blowjob was too much and Phil started ejaculating. Phil sucked out all the cum while finger fucking him faster. "You're ready" smiled Seth as he spun around and started lubing his penis. "Hey I'm not up for this. I'm sorry. I'll suck you off though." Seth laughed. "My dick's too big for you to suck. I just want to jerk off against your asshole. I didn't believe him but my head was spinning and I didn't know what to do. "Okay but I'm not consenting to anal sex okay." ***** "Tell me you want my cum inside you." "Yess." "Say it." "I want you to cum inside me." "Say it again." "Cum in my ass" That's what he did. I was kneeling on a chair as he pounded me from behind. Just before he got off my attention suddenly focused on the ugly paisley upholstery of the chair and I thought of Sarah. I half heard Seth as he called me a slut and ejaculated in me.

Here is another story from my past. Part 1 ----- I was on the western coast and visiting some old friends. I used to bartend with this crew and we frequently got up to no good. I was only in town for a few days, but I really crammed in as much fun as I could. We all met up in the evening, went out, relived some old memories, and stayed up way too late. We used to get into the harder stuff, but we had all mostly calmed down, but tonight we decided to partake in a few familiar extra curricular that had us all soaring for the night. I was nearing my 30s but I hadn't quite settled down. I was able to work a really interesting job that kept me busy and allowed me to travel, but I was almost too busy to get into any trouble anymore. However, on this trip I had a full 72 hours of hedonism ahead of me. I was fit, horny, and incredibly hungry for the party. My friends and I were out late and in the end we all ingested some MDMA and powder. We were being foolish and loud, and I was too distracted to look for sex. However, when everyone else started crashing and calling it quits for the night as they had jobs and families to get back to, I was alone. I was staying at a friends place and she was out of town but her roommates were not. I went back for a while, but I couldn't sleep and it wasn't long before I started to crave sex and debauchery. When I lived here before I dabbled in bareback sex, but I had never had a man cum inside me, and I certainly had never set myself up as a cumdump. Since moving away I had gotten into bareback sex, but only while under the influence of drugs and alcohol. I was so horny to get fucked, but I was in a fairly small city and I didnt have a place to hook up. Still, I logged into Grindr and hookup apps and sites on my phone hoping I would be able to figure something out. Heck, Id book a hotel if I had to. While the night was fun, I didn't over-consume any drugs and I had a few baggies left over from the night. I also was flying home the next day so I knew I had to use it or lose it. I also felt myself starting to get a bit sleepy. I crawled into the bed in my friends place and considered my options. I started at one of the baggies on the bedside table and said, "Fuck it", and swallowed a pill and took a couple rips of powder. Just as I opened up Grindr I got a message from a guy who used to hit on me when I lived here. I was using an anonymous profile, so I know he didnt know it was me. He simply wrote, "You looking for fun?". I wrote back, "Yes. Really horny, can't host though. Bottom here." I sent a pic of my ass in undies. Him: "Hot. Here is my dick. I can host. Come over". He sent his address. We never hooked up in the past. He always seemed too eager and over the top. I didnt want a long experience with one guy, I wanted short experiences with many guys. But the drugs were hitting and I was getting horny. I decided I should be somewhat honest. Me: "You might not remember me, but we used to chat. I have not slept yet, was out with friends, and def still feeling it a bit. Is that okay?" I sent him a face pic. He didnt respond for a few minutes. So I decided to get up and take a shower and clean up, just in case. When I got out there was a message. Him: "Come on over. We can relax in the hottub for a bit and then I can fuck you. ;)" I called a taxi. ----- When I arrived he was at the door waiting in a bathrobe with a giant smile on his face. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but I figured this was the best I was going to get. I was definitely high, probably visibly so, but I didnt care. I wouldnt be back to this town for a while. I felt desperate and alone, a bad combo for a horny submissive wannabe cumdump who has lost his inhibitions. He had me strip at the door, while he just stood there and smiled. He put a rubber cock ring on my cock and started sucking it right there at the entryway of his house. I really didnt want to get sucked, so I pushed him off and tried to find an excuse. "Sorry, I dont want to cum." No worries he replied. I was naked except for my socks when he handed me a bathrobe and took my hand, leading me away. We headed to his back deck as I finished disrobing, throwing my socks around his place. As we walked I admired his body, and thought, "well, at least I am with someone". As we passed the kitchen he grabbed a tumbler with a drink in it and handed it to me. "Let's keep the party going?" I took it and swallowed the whole drink in one gulp. He poured me another and took me outside. It was winter and cold, so the deck was slippery and I was out of it so I stumbled and slipped a few times. He caught me but my bathrobe was falling off. Thankfully his back deck was hidden from view of neighbours and I was fine to be naked. We jumped in the tub. He is an middle-aged man, average fitness, and his cock was rock hard and dripping. He clearly was excited. I could see his cock bouncing as he sat across from me in the tub. The hot water and jets were soothing, but the drugs and alcohol were working me and my dick was rock hard. He started at it for a bit, while we sat there silently. He had the same smile the entire time, like he was appreciating a long sought after prize. He waded over across the tub and grabbed my dick and whispered in my ear. "What do you want?" I moaned, but I grabbed his hand from my dick and moved it to my asshole as I moved my legs up. He moved in closer and started to finger my hole. He used his other hand to grab my dick. Again, I really didnt want to cum or be pleasured in this way so I grabbed his hand and said "No, Sorry, I really dont want to cum". While doing this I pulled him a bit closer, so his dick was inches away from ass. He continued to lightly finger me. Him: "Oh, so you want to get fucked eh?" Big smile on his face. He reached behind me to where his housecoat was hanging bringing his body up and out of the water and his dick right in front of my face. I was spinning and so horny, I instantly put it in my mouth. He groaned. He stayed for a bit, but then hopped back in the water and handed me something. A bottle of poppers. I opened the poppers and took a few really deep hits. As soon as it started hitting me the combo of drugs, booze, and poppers made me insatiable. I was losing control. I pulled his body closer to mind and the head of his dick hit my hole. He was about 7inches and average thickness, uncut. I had zero intentions of fucking in the water, but I wanted to feel his dick. He pushed slightly. We kept this up silently for a few minutes, him with his eyes mostly shut, and me taking hits of poppers and downing the second drink. Him: "Fuck. Oh man. You want it bad. We should go upstairs." I didnt wait for any discussion, I just pulled myself out of the water so he could get a good view of my ass. I left the house coat there and walked inside and headed towards the stairs. I knew he would follow. I grabbed my clothes and brought them upstairs with me and took a quick detour to the bathroom, yelling downstairs, "Just gonna run to the bathroom. Meet you in the bedroom" In the bathroom I looked at myself, with my pupils heavily dilated, my body shaking a bit from the cold outside and the exhaustion, and rock hard cock I looked like. a hungry cockslut cliché. I opened my phone and looked at Grindr, seeing that he was online just meters away, while also seeing lots of other new guys online. At this point it was 10am on a Sunday. Lots of closeted men around I bet, looking to release their loads. I broke up some powder and took a few lines and decided to swallow another pill before heading back out the hallway to the bedroom. His bedroom and the bathroom were connected, and on the other side of the bedroom seemed to be a den that was also connected to the bathroom. When I got to the bedroom he was laying back on the bed on his phone and set out on the nightstand were a few sex toys, another bottle of poppers, condoms, and lube. I jumped on the bed as well. I started sucking his cock while he was on his phone. He was enjoying himself and put the phone down and closed his eyes. I was really hungry and horny, and I was thinking, I need to finish this and head out to a hotel. I was so horny and I knew one dick wasn't going to be enough. I needed to fill this day with sex. HIs cock was rock hard and I decided it was time to roll over. I went facedown into the pillows, not saying a word, and put my ass up. He seemed to get the hint and got up behind me. He started rimming my hole and reached out under neath me to grab my dick. I didnt mind as it seemed he was going to fuck me soon after a good rimming, but shortly after he started sucking my cock again. I let him continue for a minute, but I couldnt handle it for long. I moaned, "Please fuck me. I really want it" I pulled his body forward so his dick was against my ass. It was a bit abrupt and violent, but I wanted it so bad. He fell hard on top of me. I reached back and grabbed his dick and positioned it at my hole. He slipped in slightly. He groaned, pumped in a little then pulled out completely. "Sorry man. We should really use a condom. Can I suck you some more". He pulled me over onto my side. He had a really frustrated look on his face, and I am sure I did to. I decided this wasn't going to work. Me: "Sorry man. This isn't what I need. I need to get fucked. I should go." He looked really disappointed. Him: "I just want to suck you for a bit. It really turns me on. Please?" I was really feeling the mix of everything and I couldn't even bother to pretend. Me: "No, I just really want to get fucked. Im gonna get a hotel and invite some guys over." His face looked so surprised. I could tell he wasn't expecting that, nor was he ready to let me go. He was slowly rubbing my dick and it felt good, but I could tell I was getting too close. "You have to stop, I really dont want to cum, I just want to get fucked". He had a really pervy grin on his face. Him: "Okay. Why don't you just invite guys here?" I was surprised. I really didnt expect that. Him: "I really like to watch. I have a cam set up here already, so I can just hang out in the other room while you get fucked. That really turns me on and that way we both get what we want. You seem partied up, dont you want to get fucked?" He suddenly was so persuasive and demanding. Sexy even. My cock jumped. He was staring me right in the eyes. Him: "I was already chatting with a few guys. You don't need a hotel, you can just do it here. What do you think?" I didnt hesitate. "Yeh. Okay. But you have to stay there and we pretend I am alone. I am going to be blindfolded, ass up, and taking dick. You can send guys over too, but Ill use my phone as well. No recording though. We will message each other on Grindr." He smiled. "Deal" He jumped off the bed and started setting things up. Camera was positioned near the side of the bed, but it was discreet, on a desk. No one would see it. The curtains were drawn. I went back to the bathroom took a few more lines and looked in the mirror again. I looked awful, but horny. I came out of the bathroom twitching and nervously shaking with excitement and he was gone. The sex toys, condoms, and lube were still on the nightstand, but the poppers were gone. I still had the other bottle he had given me. Next to these items was something new. A jockstrap with a hard jock in the front, and a blindfold. I put both on and climbed into bed. My rock hard and leaking cock strained against the hard jock. The blindfold rested on top of my head. He was gone and I am guessing in the other room. Apparently we were both going to get what we wanted. I positioned myself ass up, half on the blankets, but I could tell he turned the heat up, so I just did it to protect some level of modesty. I opened grindr and right away I saw I had three messages. The first was from him. He sent a picture and some text. The picture was of me laying in bed through a computer screen. An image of the video footage he was watching. In front of the screen was his rock hard and leaking cock. The message read, "this is hot. Let me know if you want me to send guys. I know a few who could be into this. Condoms and lube are there for you." I replied back, "Thanks". I didnt intend on using condoms and I dont need to tell him that. He will figure it out on his own. I didnt know what the day was going to bring, but I checked the other messages. Two anonymous and nameless profiles, both under 2 miles away, and both had sent dick pics with messages. I didnt look at the messages very hard, in fact, it was getting hard to read, the lines were swirly. I just sent both a pic of me in a jock strap from my photo gallery, and I sent the location pin with a message that read, "Looking to get fucked here anonymously. I am ass up and face down in bed upstairs. Door is unlocked. You into this? Just want you to come in and fuck me and leave. Cool?" Plus the address and description of the house. I copied this message into my notes so I could use it again. No immediate response from either. I refreshed a couple of times, but still nothing. Decided to go back to the main page and check the other apps and sites to see what was happening. I saw another message come in from the guy who was in the other room. Let's call him Host. Host: "Let me know who is coming over. Im so turned on. Send me their profiles and any pics they send. You ready? I have all day so take as long as you want." Clearly, this was a fantasy of his and I was going to let him have it. I was getting what I wanted, so it didnt matter to me. I sent him screen grabs of who I was chatting with and the messages I sent. He just replied, "Fucking hot". My phone vibrated. One of the guys messaged back. "Cool. Be there in 10 minutes". I decided I wanted to up the game and really get things twisted. I got off the bed and went into the bathroom, bringing one of the medium sized buttplugs and lube. I messaged Host to tell him someone was coming over and I just wanted to prepare a bit. In the bathroom I dumped one of the baggies I had into the bottle of lube and swirled it around. The bottle was half empty so this was going to be a strong booty bump experience. I stuck a finger in my hole with a bit wad of spiced up lube and followed it up with the butt plug. I inserted it all the way in and left it there, hopping back onto the bed. I sent Host a message. Me: "he will be here shortly." Host responded, "Have fun. Ill be watching". There were some other messages, a response from one of the original two. The other guy said no thanks, then his profile disappeared. Rather know now than waste time. I saw the other profile getting closer and closer. I put the blindfold over my eyes, took a huge hit of poppers, and got into position. The buttplug felt amazing, I was rolling really heavily, and feeling like I was about to get exactly what I wanted. -----

]He is an older Daddy type, FF top and he loves to PnP. He is of stocky build. His cock is about 9" long, thick and wide and gets very hard even when he partys. When I see him I immediately get turned on. He is so my type. He came over to my apartment in Brooklyn. I was already cleaned out and horny to go. He came in and quickly undressed as I made him a drink. He was hungry to get into my ass, so we moved into my bedroom where I had a hot FF DVD playing to add to the mood. He took out a small bag of Tina that he brought with him and we smoked it in my glass pipe, doing shotguns with the nasty smoke. We kissed each other as he fingered my hole. "Get on the bed and let me get to your hole," he commanded. I got on my knees with my ass exposed. The Tina was good. I could feel it already and my cunt was quivering with anticipation. I took a hit of poppers and passed it back to him as he also likes to sniff it. I had the grease ready at hand, so he coated both of his hands and his thick cock. My hole felt open and relaxed and he started fingering me slowly, a few fingers first fucking my cunt, in and out. He was getting it more loose and hungry. He pushed his dick in and although I was very open it pinched at first, but a great pinch. I tightened my hole, squeezing his dick as it slowly slid in. He moaned, growling "Fuck yeah." I squeezed and released my grip, squeezed and released, and he responded by fucking me harder and deeper until he was pounding my ass. He did this for a while as I did more poppers and my hole relaxed further. Then he pulled out quickly and easily slid four fingers in my hole. "Nice and open," he proudly said. He now had his left hand going in slowly to the widest point of his hand, just leaving it in my hole letting it get used to the width. "Oh yeah, do that slow and fuck my hole!" I moaned. So he fucked me like that for a bit, just slow rhythm with his hand, getting my cunt bigger and hungrier. I soaked some poppers on a small towel and then chewed on it breathing in the fumes. That did the trick. My hole just relaxed and his hand slid right in. Yeah. He fisted me in that position for about a half hour. He stretched out my cunt lips as it wrapped around his wrist. He knew I liked that. He would almost pull his hand out, stretching my hole, then leave his hand stationary for a few seconds at the widest point - really stretching my cunt. I moaned in pleasure. He pulled out and my hole was wide open, remarking "Time for a break" so we relaxed a bit. He added another small crystal to the glass pipe and we smoked it together slowly, each taking several puffs. We again did shotguns with the smoke as we wanted to enjoy the drug. Then he handed me the poppers and I took a hit. He resumed fingering me, feeling my hole relax as a consequence of the combined effect of the poppers and the T. He leaned in and kissed me deep. My hole was so relaxed and open, the lips were soft and bloated. He gently rubbed my cunt lips, moist from all the grease, as we both watched some hot guy getting fisted on the TV flat screen. He slid his hard dick in, fucking me slow and casually. "Let's go into the kitchen," I suggested, so he withdrew, we grabbed our stuff, and once in the kitchen I pulled out one of my bar stools and sat on it, my chest facing the backrest of the seat, my ass positioned so as to hang off the the edge of the seat, legs spread apart, pushing my ass out for his enjoyment. "Let me try something," he said when standing behind me. I could hear him fumbling with his small bag of T then a few seconds later he inserted a finger deep into my hole and left it inside for a minute. "Okay, boy," he said, "I just gave you a little booty bump." I moaned in approval. Then he lathered his hands with more J-lube mixed with grease and started caressing my ass, gently running his palms on the outside of my hole. He fucked me with a few fingers, darting in and out of my hole, teasing it for several minutes. I moaned some more as I started to feel the booty bump now take effect. My cunt felt so good and loose and hungrier than ever. "Take a deep hit of your poppers," he commanded. I put the soaked towel in my mouth and started taking deep, long breaths. My cunt was alive and begging for his hand. He could sense the poppers and the Tina working. He pushed his hand at my cunt. My hole had a momentary pause of tightness at his abruptness but I took another deep breath of the poppers-soaked towel in my mouth and exhaled deeply. The effect was immediate as my cunt opened up, inviting his invasion. I moaned loudly. He went in deeper now knowing I could take it, sensing how relaxed my soft tunnel had become. He got in deeper slowly, testing my resilience which only indicated further lust for his arm. My fuckhole was now really feeling the Tina booty bump from earlier. My cunt was very hungry and it needed to be fed. He slowly went deeper inch by inch, minute by minute. He would creep in, pause and let my hole relax to the further depth of his arm. I would take more poppers hits and he would sense my hole relaxing more as an invitation to progress further. "Oh yeah," I moaned, "please fuck me from there! Fuck my cunt in and out! Let me feel that arm fuck my hungry cunt!" He pulled out quickly but only to the widest point of his wrist as that stretched my hole W I D E. I moaned even more as he then quickly plunged his arm back in to the last depth. Then he repeated this action, pulling almost out, then fucking me again with his arm, inching in just a bit further than before. I could really feel my hole taking his arm as I squirmed, my ass in complete bliss. I breathed in more poppers as he just fucked me rapidly like this for several minutes. The rapidness of his arm-fucking was rubbing on my prostate and I had several anal orgasms. I shuddered and moaned. "Ahhh.....please stop for a minute," I pleaded. My hole couldn't take anymore. He slowly pulled out, as he did, he paused again at the widest point of his hand and slowly fucked my cunt like that, just a quarter inch – in and out, in and out. I moaned some more as he knew my cunt loved that. Then he would slowly go deep into my cavity with his fingers extended and let it rest at the deepest point he had been arm-fucking me earlier. He paused and made tiny movements in my ass. I couldn't tell what he was doing with those extended fingers but every little movement felt incredible. I continued to moan softly. We did this for awhile, time seemed frozen. He was guiding me down, gradually letting my intense pleasures fade off slowly with his arm still inside my very relaxed tunnel. And then he pulled out completely. His fingers then started caressing my bloated asslips, just teasing it and slowly bringing me down from my excitement to catch my breath. "Stay there," he instructed. He grabbed a towel and carefully with soft, slow movements wiped my ass, cleaning off excess lube and grease. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he instructed, "and then take another hit for yourself.". I passed the poppers-soaked towel to him and heard him inhale for a few seconds. And then he passed the towel back to me and I did the same. He reached over and kissed my cunt. He did this slowly, just his lips touching my asslips. Only the tip of his tongue would slowly slide against my asslips. The touch was so slight, so subtle, so electric with all my senses heightened from the poppers and Tina. And then he inserted his tongue and I squirmed feeling it go in my soft, velvety hole. What I had not realized was he placed a small bit of crystal on his tongue which was being pushed into my hole. He made slow love to my cunt with his tongue. He was moaning louder than me as he thoroughly enjoyed eating my ass. It was so soft and liquid at this point. He would pull out his tongue then tease my asslips slowly again, just licking the bloated lips with the tip of his tongue. At this point I had realized what had happened as the Tina gave a momentary burn and started to have effect on both of us. The burn faded quickly, covered by the intense pleasure he was giving me with his tongue to my fuckhole that was intensely sensitive. For me, my hole was even more relaxed, inviting, hungrier. I felt so open for him, my ass was a feast for his tongue to devour. He did all sorts of moves with his tongue and mouth and my hole just felt so soft, so loved. I was in ecstasy. And so was he. He loved to eat my sloppy cunt. We did this for a good while that I lost track of time as It happens with crystal. I would just breath the poppers and be in a complete relaxed state. Eventually he tired out. "Okay I think it is time for another break," he said, fingering my hole. We gathered all the gear and went back into the bedroom where a FF DVD was still playing. On the tv some hot bottom was sitting on a chair, legs spread wide as an armed fucked his hole. We laid in bed watching the hot action as he caressed and gently played with my very open fuckhole. I would watch the TV and just get hornier and relaxed, the Tina and all the previous poppers hits still flying in my body. I spread my legs further as he continued to play with my hole. "Man you have no idea how amazing your hole feels right now," he said. I moaned some more and closed my eyes. He grabbed one of my various toys near the bed. He selected one of my favorites, a loose silicone, flexible, black dildo, medium in girth and about 18" in length. He greased it up and introduced it to my very open hole. It slipped in easily as I moaned. "Do some poppers." he instructed. I did as he asked and he gently pushed the snake up my still hungry cunt. It entered easily as I could feel my hole swallow it up. "WOW! FUCK MAN!" he exclaimed. "You are just TAKING IT!!!" I loved this toy! It's not super wide or firm so it bends to match and slide into my sloppy tunnel. I could actually feel it go deeper as it curved with the bends of my deeper colon. He now had almost all of the dildo inside my hole but left about 2" for him to hold onto. "Take another breath," he said. I inhaled the poppers and immediately loosened up more. He fucked my hole with the dildo, pulling it out slowly. That felt great as my sensitive tunnel could feel it slide out. It was just the right girth that and smoothness that it would glide along my prostate. I had spasms from the intensity. He pulled all the way out. "WOW!" he said again, laughing. He pushed it back in and this time pushed it ALL in. I was so loose. I realized it was all in. It just felt complete. "Push out," he instructed. I applied a little pressure, exhaling. The long snake slid out. He pushed it back in, about two thirds into my hungry tunnel. Then he pulled it out almost all the way and them back in to the end. He fucked me like this for awhile, slow, taking our time as we watched the fisting DVD. I was just smiled widely and remarked "I love taking breaks." With that I over, giving him a deep kiss as the snake slid back in my hole. He fucked my hole with the black dildo for some time, continuously kissing me. After awhile, however, he pulled out the toy and tossed it aside, but kept playing with my hole, softly caressing the bloated lips and teasing my sensitive insides. Every now and then he would insert his dick - still super hard - and fuck me slowly while kissing my neck, squeezing my nipples, biting softly on my ear, just driving me wild. "Do you have an A-frame ladder?" he whispered into my ear. I looked at him, thought for a second, and replied "Yeah, actually I do." A few minutes later the ladder was in position, with the top fold-down shelf open in position - but instead of paint cans resting on it I placed a bottle of poppers and my poppers rag, the lube placed on a nearby side table. We positioned the ladder near my bedroom mirror, angled just right so I could get a great view of my hole in action. "Let's smoke another bowl," he suggested. We lit up and again exchanged the nasty smoke between us, doing shotguns mixed with lusty kisses, his free hand constantly feeling up my sloppy cunt. "Mmm...that feels so fuckin' good," I moaned. "Get up there," he commanded and I climbed up the ladder. He helped me up as I positioned myself nearest the top step. I got myself in place, got comfortable, held onto the ladder and pushed my ass out and dropped my torso letting gravity do its thing. From the mirror I could see my ass lips protruding and just hanging loose, relaxed and ready. He smiled into the mirror catching my gaze in the reflection. "One more thing," he said, reaching over and locating and carefully opening the bag of Tina. From the reflection in the mirror I could see him lick the tip of his index finger. He carefully dipped that finger in the bag and lightly coated it with small Tina particles and dust. Then he smiled at me in the mirror, remarking "I think I want your hole REALLY sloppy and hungry. LET'S MAKE YOUR SLUTTY CUNT BEG FOR THIS!!!" I grabbed the poppers towel and soaked it with a fresh dose from the bottle. I placed it in my mouth and slowly started breathing in, taking deep, long breaths. He placed his index finger in my hole coating the inner walls of my man pussy with the Tina dust. He pushed his finger as deeply as it could go and slowly turned it side to side, leaving it in there for a minute or so as he caressed my hole. He slid another finger in, fucked my hole in and out, then adding another finger until he had four inside my ass. Four fingers from his other hand joined in. WHOA!!! That was feeling fucking amazing as he stretched the walls of my hole. There was again the momentary burn, but it was a fantastic heat. From the mirror I could see both of his hands spreading my hole. He would pull it wide apart, leave it stretched like that for a bit as I took deep breaths. My cunt was now feeling the Tina booty coating from earlier. It was responding to his stretching, tense for a second, then my hole would relax as his fingers did their magic. "Breathe that rag deeper Boy!" He commanded. I did as I was told and my hole followed, opening up more, completely relaxed. He pushed and both his hands slid into my cunt. I was in ecstasy. I was so relaxed and high; I just felt massively full and complete in my hole. He fucked me slowly going in and out - not going deeper - just a slow, loving rhythm. I took more hits from the poppers rag and twitched my ass to give him more access. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what I was seeing: both of his hands fucking my very stretched hole. His hands were locked in a prayer hold, just fucking my hole super S L O W, in and out. He wasn't going for depth, just width. My hole was so relaxed that his two hands seemed totally normal up my ass. It just felt so amazing and full. He looked at the reflection in the mirror. "FUCK!!! YOUR HOLE IS SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" He pushed in further about three inches past the wrist. I could feel the volume inside me, large with its weight and volume, but not uncomfortable. I wanted this so bad and was so relaxed that it just felt normal, easy. I looked at the reflection and was in awe. I breathed in more poppers and he felt my hole open up more. He pulled down slowly so both hands started to peek out of my hole, really stretching my cunt. Then he pushed back in, then pulled again, never taking his hands completely out. My hole looked obscenely large as the hands would pull down. He did this for awhile as I moaned over and over, then very slowly he slid his right hand down along the left arm and pulled it out of my cunt. WOW my hole felt empty despite the other hand inside me! He pushed his left hand in further going deep now. I breathed in more poppers. He went deeper, further than he had earlier. I stared at the reflection and could see his arm snake into my hole. It was deeper now beyond his forearm, almost to the elbow. He fucked me like that just going in and out, in and out, but never pulling his entire arm out. He would adjust the pace. Slow at times, then rapid, then back to a slow rhythm. I was wiggling my ass at him. I was enjoying the fucking ride. He started to slide the fingers of his other hand in my hole while pulling out his left arm. His right arm replaced the left and he repeated the earlier fucking pattern. I kept looking at the reflection in the mirror: it was a fucking hot scene like something from one of my FF porn DVDs! Time slipped away. Eventually his arm tired out. "Hold on," he said, as he pulled out. He wiped my ass and hole with a towel. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he asked. I handed him the rag and he took a deep breath from it then passed it back to me and I did the same. And then he just dug into my hole with his mouth: rimming, licking, kissing, making love to my soft cunt with his tongue. "Let's get back to the bed'," he suggested. He helped me down from the ladder. We grabbed our shit and moved into the bedroom. I laid in bed on my stomach, the FF DVD was still playing on the screen: some amazing hole on the screen up on a sit sling, legs wide open with an arm piston fisting the bottom. We both breathed in more poppers and he slid behind me, down to my ass. He continued to rim me; it was like we were making out softly, except it was his mouth and my hole. He was bringing me down from the evening and all our partying. He was making love to my hole. He alternated with his tongue and his fingers, just caressing my ass lips, running his index finger along my crack softly, teasing it. I just moaned and moaned. Everything felt so pleasurable. I was exhausted but my hole was still horny. He moved on top of me and inserted his still hard dick and started to fuck me slowly. Then he would pull out and continue to finger me until we both drifted off into sleep.

I’ve got a question for all of you sighted guys. I’ve always read that men are visual when it comes to sex. And, gay guys are even more visual. As a blind guy, who truly wishes he could see another male body, watch men having sex or even just watch porn, why do so many of the guys on here, or in the community at large, want to fuck with a blindfold or in a darkroom? How many of you enjoy seeing the man to whom you are giving your body, or see the one you are fucking? No judgments asking this question. It just baffles me. Thanks in advance for your answers.

Thank you!

Could never do it.

Sounds great. I have had blackcock some didn't cum but the ones that did reallymloaded my ass. Felt great. Still neg here

My 1st black cock was @ a sex club, in a sling. His buddy warned me ahead of time that his cock was beer can-sized, that he could fuck forever without cumming and asked if I was ready for that. Of course I said, "Yes"!! His buddy was not lying...his cock was HUGE!! There was no way a condom was going to fit on his cock,, so I had him BB me. His name was T.C., and I begged him to use lube and T.C. agreed. T.C.'s idea of lube...he spit on my hole and before I had a chance to protest, T.C. pushed his cock into my ass...fuck that hurt. He fucked my ass for over 30 minutes, occasionally "re-lubing" my hole with his spit. After about 45 minutes, I had to ask him to stop...my hole hurt!! T.C. did finish off by cumming in my mouth while his buddy also tried, but most of his load ended up on my face (my 1st facial). I swallowed T.C.'s cum, as I pushed his buddy's cum around, rubbing it all around my face and neck. T.C. left without saying one word. That night was my 1st time in a sling, my 1st BB, my 1st black cock, my 1st cum from a black cock, my 1st facial... I've been back to that club many, many times after that, but have never seen T.C. or his buddy since...

Thats my kind of boy! Use my hole!

i was in high school after pe i was fucking another guy when the janitor caught us.. he grabbed me and took me to his closet unzipped his overalls his massive uncut was thick black and ready to breed me .it hurt but eventiually i loved it and still love interacial sex

Like teens 13 to 15.

And I thought that Felipe would be Alex's first conquest in Spain 🙂 I'm guessing, as there was no mention of condoms, that Alex has taken Alfonso raw. Wonder what other little surprises are about to unfold 😈

Part 8 - The State Visit Arrival The aircraft taxied slowly across the apron then stopped directly in line with the stairs and red carpet that was already being adjusted as the engines wound down and the seat belt signed was turned off. Liam and the king and queen's protection officers all stood and made their way to the door disembarking first and meeting the Spanish civil guard at the foot of the stairs then proceeded to the royal cars that sat waiting. The Spanish welcoming committee consisting of the Duchess of Galicia sister to the reigning king proceeded to the red carpet. On board Artem was checking the prince over to make sure he was perfect in every inch then waited for the king and queen to disembark first. The gathered press ready with cameras in hand to mark the occasion of the visit stood poised waiting for the appearance of the royal family. The King appeared at the door closely followed by the Queen whom made their way down the stairs to the red carpet. Alex stood nervously waiting for the secretary to nod and he walked out in to warmth of the Spanish sun slowly making his way down leaving around 10 paces between him and his parents as protocol dictated and to be greeted by the waiting dignitaries. For the first time Liam watched his prince from the car with a slight smile at how impressive he looked on his first official overseas engagement. Alex cut a fine figure in his dark suit and was lapped up by the waiting photographers. It was sort of strange watching the prince from such a distance, yet he seemed calm and collect, a young very attractive professional that seemed so natural in the circumstance. Impressed was a word way understated at how Liam was feeling right now and rightly he was proud to be serving the royal family. The duchess curtsied meeting the king and queen and they briefly exchanged words before proceeding down the line meeting members of the government. Alex patiently waited then stepped forward to meet the duchess. "Prince Alexander bienvenidos a Espana" she said curtsying, "Welcome to Spain". Alex bowed his head in respect "Duchess, thank you and how lovely to meet you" he said smiling. The press cameras instantly caught the picture of a smiling prince looking the absolute charmer. Like other royalty their families could be traced back years, Alex had read up on the royal family before his trip and how they were related via the generations of royals. They kissed each other on the cheek each side and the duchess then proceeded to escort Alex down the line to dignitaries towards his car. They chatted for a few moments, words that could not be heard but the duchess was clearly smiling and breaking in to small laughs as they spoke and walked to the car. Liam bowed his head opening the door for Alex and smiled at him. It was a tiny thing that could have meant so much, he was trying to decipher if it was genuine or just fake for the press considering the cameras were focused in their direction. Alex sat in the back of the car alone with Liam in the front, Artem along with the rest of travelling royal household followed with the luggage in separate cars. The motorcycle escort clearing the roads ahead and they were soon passing in to the hillsides on the outskirts of Madrid and arriving at the palace. The oversized doors to the palace opened and the King and Queen of Spain appeared ready to greet their royal guests. Alex waited his turn to be presented and watched noticing that neither king or queen bowed or curtsied as equals and instead they kissed on the cheek. The footman announced Alex using his official overseas title for the first time 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander Albert Turon de Vasco, Prince of Monrovia', Alex stepped forward and bowed shaking the hand of the king and exchanging pleasantries before moving on to the queen where he bowed and they kissed on the cheek. The queen introduced Alex to Alfonso who was his appointed valet for his stay at the palace, the 24 year old Alfonso had jet black hair, deep brown eyes that were set against a pretty and attractive looking man. Alex could not believe his eyes, apart from his looks he was almost the spitting image of Artem but slightly shorter. Alfonso carried a medium build and was just your typical full bloodied Spaniard but with added looks. Then there was the way Alfonso's eyes met with his and instantly Alex got the vibe that he was no ordinary valet, there was almost a mischievous glint aimed directly at the prince. Alfonso bowed and spoke in English with his heavy Spanish accent "Welcome your highness". Alex smiled and held out his hand "Thank you Alfonso, I am happy to be here" he replied. Alfonso smiled completely flooring Alex "I will show you to your room your highness" he said. Alex was stumped in a very pleasant way "Lead the way Alfonso" he replied catching his breath. Alex completely ignored Liam and Artem as he happily strode along with Alfonso who was partly giving him a guided tour on the way to his room. He was paying no attention unable to take his eyes off Alfonso, mentally he shook his head to concentrate and stop looking. He definitely got the wobbles when Alfonso smiled and he was sure there was some kind of connection when they stared at each other briefly. Behind them Artem looked at Liam and simultaneously rolled their eyes at the weird behaviour of the prince chuckling when the realised what they both did. They could have screamed with laughter as Alex was in Alfonso's world. Stepping inside the stark contrast of the modern room Alex looked around in amazement. Alfonso quickly disappeared showing Liam and Artem their rooms down the hallway. Artem and Alfonso arrived back and quickly got to work unpacking Alex's clothes and preparing for the state banquet that evening, Alfonso took Artem off to show where he could press the prince's official dress leaving Alex alone for a moment until a footman appeared to escort Alex to lunch. A very casual affair where Alex sat next to the duchess with her family and the rest of the Spanish royal family and his parents. Returning to his room several hours later he could hear humming coming from the bathroom. Alfonso was cleaning the bathroom with headphones in and had no idea Alex was standing at the door watching him chuckling away. Alfonso suddenly turned and panicked taking his headphones out and stumbling around. "Oi lo siento" Alfonso babbled quickly, "I am sorry your highness" he said standing and bowing. "That's okay" Alex replied watching him wringing the cloth in his hands nervously. They stood staring at each other "I finish and leave you sir" Alfonso said rooted to the spot. Alex smiled completely unsure what was happening but that spark flared up again between them. He fancied Alfonso and felt the vibe he got was mutual. Alex stepped inside the bathroom and closed the door, Alfonso stood there with the cloth in his hand and eyes lowered in a veil of embarrassing temptation. Alex stood in front of him and patiently waited wanting Alfonso to give him a sign, slowly he raised his head and their eyes met again. Alex was completely under his spell and his testosterone started thumping around his body with the urge and need for sex, leaning his head slightly forward like he was testing the water and watching Alfonso gently part his lips in anticipation. It was the sign Alex needed and bravely he inched closer and kissed him gently on the mouth then drew back slightly. Alfonso moved forward and kissed him back flickering his tongue inside Alex's lips, without warning he dropped the cloth and flung his arms erratically around Alex and kissed him with intention making sure there was no doubt what was going on. Alex ground his hips up against Alfonso using his hands to pull Alfonso by the arse hard up against him. Without even questioning who was going to do what Alex assumed the position of top as the visiting prince, his hand slipped inside Alfonso's trousers and underwear brushing against the light hair until his finger delved between the cheeks finding the warm inviting hole. Alex felt the vibration from Alfonso's moan in his mouth, his braveness rewarded with Alfonso rising on tip toes and pushing his arse back against the finger until it entered and probed inside. His eyelids fluttered then opened realising that Alfonso's hand had found its way inside his trousers and was now holding his stiff cock, the warmth of his hand against his penis intensified the feeling hardening up the erection. Alfonso pulled back and looked Alex in the eye and whispered '¿su Majestad?', Alex looked perplexed for a moment then realised he was seeking permission to continue, he nodded 'Si' Alex replied kissing him and working Alfonso's trousers down. Alfonso pulled the royal cock out from the open zipper then pulled his underwear down and turned around leaning over the bath, spitting in his hand he rubbed it against his hole then looked at the prince. Alex spat in his hand and rubbed it over his hard cock and moved closer aiming his cock and using his hand as a guide he slowly pushed. Using his free hand he pushed Alfonso back down who let out a subtle moan just as Alex did the same feeling his cock penetrating deeper. His hand now free and his cock deep inside Alex gripped on to Alfonso's right hip and began fucking him slowly. His whole body tingled with excitement and his action appeared to come naturally without instruction he strained trying to focus on something to hold off from ejaculating too soon. It felt incredible the way his cock was firmly grasped all around by Alfonso's sweet arse. Carefully and with consideration he rocked his pelvis, small erotic moans floated up from Alfonso filling the air. Right now he couldn't care less if they were discovered his body was flooded with a euphoric feeling and his hand stroked Alfonso's back upwards until he held on to the firm shoulder. Alfonso raised his body upright allowing Alex to move his arm around the beautifully built Spaniards body, Alfonso turned his head to face Alex who reacted naturally and kissed him softly between their erratic breathing. Alex moved his hand down and grabbed the hefty solid warm cock and began working it smearing his hand in precum at the same time. His other hand and arm held Alfonso firmly on his cock as the pace quickened. Alfonso stopped kissing and rubbed his head against Alex's neck, the body in his arm tensed and he felt the warm liquid coating his hand and dripping on to the floor. It triggered him off and Alex pushed his pelvis up hard whilst simultaneously he pulled Alfonso back holding him deep, Alex accidentally bit on Alfonso's shoulder to stop himself from crying out. His cock erupted with force and Alfonso suddenly whipped his hand around grabbing hold of Alex's arse cheek pulling it and holding it closer. Both of them stumbled forward, Alex felt each raging pulse in his cock shooting a sizeable load deep in to Alfonso's arse. Alex wrapped both arms firmly around Alfonso and they resumed kissing and breathing heavily, his cock failing to soften for several minutes reeling from his orgasm that was kicking through his body. His head fell forward on to Alfonso's shoulder and finally Alex felt calm enough to extract his cock, again his actions performed with care until the head plopped out followed by a stream of his cum running down the inside of Alfonso's leg. The short giggle and the word 'Asombroso' from Alfonso as he turned and kissed Alex, 'Amazing' he said putting his arms around Alex holding him for a moment. Alfonso kissed him again then cleaned himself up and started cleaning the bathroom like nothing had happened. Alex smiled and patted Alfonso's arse before adjusting his clothes in the full length mirror. He knew that Alfonso couldn't risk bragging about having sex with him or he would lose his job, Alex opened the bathroom door smiling like a Cheshire cat and walked in to the bedroom checking himself in the mirror again just as Artem knocked and walked in with his royal tunic dress all pressed and ready for this evening. "Your highness" Artem said and bowed his head hearing Alfonso cleaning away. Alex looked at Artem who was smirking at him "What?" Alex asked. Artem hung the clothes up in the wardrobe and turned his head "You look flustered". "In case you haven't noticed it is very warm here in Spain" Alex replied grinning. Artem smiled cheekily "Yes it is your highness, very hot" he said looking at the bathroom again. Alex shook his head "If you have finished walk away" he said shooing him off. "What and miss out on your embarrassment your highness?" Artem asked folding his arms smiling. Alex walked over and pushed Artem towards the door giggling who swerved and stepped back to the opposite side of the room smiling in delight at Alex. It was bad enough that Artem was straight and Alex couldn't stand there looking at him with his testosterone running rampant in his body. He was horny as hell and right now and the temptation to go back for seconds with Alfonso was all to real. If Artem stayed any longer he might regret it and kiss him to death, the power of his sexual appetite was overtaking him so he needed Artem out of the room. Alex pushed Artem towards the door again "Leave or you will be next" he said giggling. Artem stood firm "You wish, I know you fancy me" he replied laughing. "That is why you need to leave before I do something you will regret" Alex stated pulling him. Artem laughed again "And you won't regret it?" he asked cheekily. Alex stopped pushing and pointed to the door "Thank you" he said, "For keeping it real with me". Artem weirdly got Alex in a hug "Thank you Alex, for everything and being nice" he said. Artem bowed and left the bedroom whilst Alex watched his cute arse, it was undeniable that he found Artem so sexually alluring and Artem knew this as well, stop it he told himself trying to bring sense back to his head. One thing he was beginning to understand was that being openly gay had somehow turned him in to a sex mad young lad when he was in the mood. Controlling it was hard now he had found his feet and it seemed like he was desperate to make up for lost time. He sat on the sofa taking deep steady breaths. "You go walk in the grounds your highness" Alfonso said coming out of the bathroom. Alex looked up "Why?" he asked curiously. Alfonso smiled "You have much angry sex to release, walk it off" he replied. Alex laughed watching Alfonso walking towards him then straddling his lap "Guapo" Alfonso remarked. Looking curiously at Alfonso "What does that mean?" Alex asked slipping his arms around his waist. "Pretty" Alfonso replied looking up at the ceiling, "Err.. no handsome, attractive". "Oh" Alex replied pulling Alfonso forward to kiss him. Alfonso chuckled and pulled away from Alex "I do you now" he said undoing his trousers. Alex shrugged grinning, he then realised that whilst Alfonso may have played the bottom part well in the bathroom but he was quite the dominant top forcing Alex to kneel on the sofa. He had only managed to get in to a comfortable kneeling position and already his trousers and underwear were abruptly pulled down. He heard the sound of Alfonso spitting then felt it immediately trickling between the cheeks and his hole. "Ouch" Alex said a little too loudly 'Slowly' he said and Alfonso leant over and kissed him on the neck and pushing his cock inside a little more. Waiting until Alex felt comfortable Alfonso leaned forward securing his arms around Alex's waist then with slow steady precision he penetrated Alex up to his balls then pulling almost all the way back before pushing in harder. Alex moaned and gasped as the confidence Alfonso exerted making it clear he was in charge. A couple of rapid thrusts then slowly pulling back and gliding back in, Alex could feel every inch of this cock moving in and out, the slow reassuring strokes had Alex leaking precum uncontrollably within seconds. Surprised by the Spaniards excellent grasp on pleasing his fuck toy drawing the prince in to a virtual hypnotic state loving every second of it. Looking back over his shoulder every now and then Alfonso would flash him a smile and raise his eyebrows, he looked completely devoted to the job enjoying the slow pace of their sexual intercourse. His body glistening from the sweat building up slowly began trickling down his torso falling on to Alex mixing with his own sweat. It was evident that Alfonso was in no rush to bust his load despite how horny and aroused he was. Moving his hips side to side his cock hitting all angles inside Alex's arse, opening his eyes wider at the weird erotic sensation travelling from his arse through his entire body, this was one guy who knew how to use his cock to great effect. The sporadic rapid thrusts started to increase in frequency the tell tell signs that Alfonso was reaching the point of no return. The change then happened, his cock penetrated deep and a regular fast rhythm now took over 'God yes' Alex cried out feeling like his guts were being punched repeatedly at the force behind the thrusts. Alfonso flung his neck back 'Ah si' he said between gasps and suddenly sped up even more pushing Alex forward on the sofa. 'Si' Alfonso cried out multiple times then fell forward wrapping his arms around the waist of Alex with incredible strength bucking his hips and shooting his seed deep in to the prince. It didn't stop there, Alfonso carried on the hard rapid thrusting all through his orgasm almost failing to stop realising that he had ejaculated. Alex loving every minute of it simply allowed him to carry on, and on he did until he squeezed out a second load within ten minutes. His hips started slowing down, breathing hard their bodies glued together by sweat, like a fair ground ride slowing down until finally Alfonso released his hold on the prince and withdrew his cock. He stood up and spread Alex's cheeks apart watching his hole shrinking back to normal and not a drop of spillage evident 'Perfecto' he whispered then slapped the prince quite hard on the arse. Alex laughed and rolled over staring up at him 'Hell' was all he managed to say wondering what on earth had just taken place. Alfonso smiled and kneeled on the sofa 'Tomar' he said pushing his cock in to Alex's mouth, well in for a penny in for a pound he thought to himself enjoying his afternoon immensely. His hands caressed all over Alfonso sweaty body that started getting him aroused again, Alfonso pulled away and and grabbed Alex's cock then guided his arse down. Alex moaned feeling the velvety sensation of his arse lips sucking up his cock. His hips began moving riding the prince so delicately. Alex pulled Alfonso forward and kissed him deeply. They remained locked in their kiss whilst Alex allowed him to ride until he leaned back moaning feeling his balls rapidly tighten expelling the pent up seed that had built whilst he got fucked. Alfonso was certainly talented and Alex chuckled softly with his hands holding Alfonso's back and caressing it at the same time. As soon as Alfonso lifted himself off Alex he guided him to the bathroom and showered with the prince to rid themselves of the smell of sex and sweat. Alfonso dressed and looking normal he opened two of the windows to let some fresh air in to the room then kissed Alex and went about his duties. Alex decided to take up Alfonso's suggestion and go for a walk in the palace gardens. At least tonight was a minor dinner event and he could try to get an early night. His arse was a little sore from the hammering he got from Alfonso and he quietly giggled to himself, veering off down the hallway and tapped gently on the door. "Your highness" Artem said opening the door half dressed. Alex smiled looking him up and down "Eyes off" Artem said smiling. "Fancy a walk around the grounds?" Alex asked quietly so Liam couldn't hear next door. Artem chuckled "You finished with Alfonso then?" he asked making Alex blush. Alex was about to protest innocence before Artem cut in "I could hear you two going at it". "Dam" Alex said nervously, "Did he hear as well?" he asked. Artem shook his head "No, I was popping by to check on you" he replied. "One minute" Artem replied quietly holding a finger up and putting on some shorts. Quietly he closed the door and they set off exploring the vast grounds around the palace. They walked for nearly two hours chatting away about total nonsense and making each other laugh. Artem noticed the prince was walking slightly slower than normal. "Are you okay Alex?" Artem now asked after the prince pulled his shorts away from his arse again. Alex carried on walking "Of course" he replied going a little red in the face. Artem chuckled "Only you are acting like a dog with worms" he added glancing at Alex. "Don't be silly... well more like a hammering snake" Alex said waiting for Artem to be disgusted. "Ah!" Artem said smiling, "Alfonso fucked you?" he asked watching Alex nod slowly. Artem laughed putting his arm over Alex's shoulder "Is he a big boy then?" he asked. Alex nodded "Certainly not small and dam his hips can move fast and hard" he replied. Surprised that Artem didn't even bat an eye at the revelation instead they bantered for the rest of the walk as Alex talked openly about his sexual encounter with the saucy Spaniard. For Alex it felt like some other weight was lifted being able to talk openly and share this side of him with. Their route finally bringing back to the terrace where Liam was sat chatting to the King's security officer Michael. "This way!" Alex said pulling Artem who yelped in surprise unsure what was going on. "Your highness!" came the bellowing voice of Liam across the terrace. "Crap!" Alex said making Artem laugh who started pulling him back on to the terrace. "Nice walk your highness?" Liam asked with a tinge of sarcasm. "Perfectly adequate" Alex replied, "Artem kept me company" he said making a defiant stand. Liam smirked and glanced at Michael, "Artem come for tea with me" Alex now said walking off. Artem quickly hot footed it after Alex and glancing back at Liam shaking his head. The rest of the day and evening turned out as planned and Alex was glad to be back in his room, Artem was on hand to help undress Alex and hang the royal dress neatly. The following day was much of the same routine, a quickie in the afternoon with Alfonso where Alex took control desperate to play the top man again.

I love being locked

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

Agreed…

That;s why I prefer the bathhouse setting. No talking, I'm on Prep, just give me your load regardless of whether you are Poz or Neg. If the top proclaims he is Poz as he cums, no worries. I'll play along and scream out Breed Me

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

While I agree there is a standard of beauty set up by society, you can look good and not be hot or sexually attractive. For example, I think Adam Lavine is very attractive, but does nothing for me sexually. Christiano Ronoldo as well. You can keep Ryan Reynolds, but I’d fuck Jeremy Renner in a heartbeat. Don’t sell yourself short. All they can say is no. You’re in SF, there are a million dudes in the bay.

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

CHAPTER 11 I got back to the hotel about 6am and felt like absolute death. I probably looked it too after the night I'd had. Opening the door, I had to admit I was a little frightened when I saw a note had been pushed under the door given the last hotel note I'd received after an "indiscretion". It warmed my heart no end (and I must admit, gave me butterflies) when I read the contents: "Hey man, it's Ricky. Really sorry if I offended you. You're a great guy and I'd love to catch up with you and hang out for a while if you have time." Under his phone number he drew a little love heart which I found really sweet. I sent him a text saying that I'd love to and went to have a sit & think on the toilet. I got such a surprise when I got out of the bathroom and Ricky had already replied. He said that he was staying at the hotel for the scene but he lived in Vegas and would be keen to catch up anytime. It was then I realised he used the notepad from the hotel, I replied "Great" and got the shock of my life when he called me back immediately. "Hey, I'm just about to head to the foyer. Want me to swing past & pick you up?" "Oh....ummm..NOW?! I mean...I just got in, I haven't had a shower" "That's OK, I've got a shower at my place you know!" God, I could be such a dumbass sometimes. "I'll be at yours in a couple of minutes". While I was foraging in my bag, looking for something else to wear, there was a knock at the door. I quickly made my way over and opened it, what a vision it was that greeted me. He looked the polar opposite to how I felt! "So good to see you!" He said, wrapping his arms round me & as he was about to lean in to give me a kiss, I quickly turned my head so he kissed me on the cheek. I don't know why I was suddenly playing so hard to get after the past 24 hours! "Oh sorry...yeah...a lot of people aren't kissers like me, I always forget!" He looked a bit sheepish which I found even sweeter. "I've got a property about half an hour out of town, we can spend the day out there if you'd like?" To be honest, I just wanted out of that hotel room, all it did was remind me of how much of a Mike was, so I quickly agreed. "Done!" He said, smiling warmly. "I'll just get some clothes to wear." "You won't need many!" he replied smiling. He must've sensed that I was unsure what he meant as he quickly added, "It's a Vegas day remember?" Dumbass, again! I grabbed a tshirt & shorts and after we checked out, he asked me to wait patiently while he got his ride from the hotel's garage. Imagine my surprise when shortly after, a massive Harley pulled up in front of the hotel & the rider was waving at me. I cautiously made my way over & Ricky handed me a helmet and told me to jump on. I put the bag containing my clothes in the compartment and put on the helmet. "You won't have any problems at all, so long as you hold on tonight OK Jeff?". I wasn't sure whether it was because it was my first time on a motorbike or seeing Ricky but I had no intention of doing anything BUT holding on tight! My arms & legs wrapped round him like a spider monkey & we drove off into the night. It felt so good holding Ricky as he drove and the vibrations of the bike on the road also gave my ass a great massage! I'd not really felt his body during the scene as he fucked me from behind pretty much the whole time, his chest was so much broader than it seemed and his arms looked incredible as they glistened. The half hour flew by and we were soon at his massive secluded property. We made our way inside and Ricky said to put my bag of clothes down and asked me if I wanted some orange juice to drink. I think I replied yes, but I'm not really sure because the next thing I knew, I'd woken up naked in bed. When I came to, I instinctively reached for my ass. Had I been taken advantage of? Nope, all clear. It still felt a bit sore from the night, but I could tell Ricky hadn't done anything between me passing out & then waking up. It was then I could smell bacon coming from somewhere else in the house. It was just what I needed! I wrapped a towel around me and followed my nose like a cartoon character to that beautiful scent. I ended up in the kitchen where Ricky was cooking behind the bench. I could tell he was topless, with just the apron covering his amazing chest. "Oh hey sleepyhead, welcome to the land of the living! I wasn't sure when you'd be up so I made a brunch for myself. There's plenty here though, so we can share. Take a seat!" As I took a seat at the table next to the kitchen, grabbing my orange juice from last night Ricky yelled out to me. "I gotta apologise, I thought you'd be asleep a while longer so I'm not really decent." When he came out of the kitchen to hang the apron up, I found out what he meant. Not only was he topless, he was bottomless as well! As this incredible black Adonis came towards me, I wasn't sure what had my mouth watering more, the plate of bacon, sausages and scrambled eggs he was carrying or the beautiful black cock that was swinging as he walked. What had I become? END OF CHAPTER 11

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

I have 4 1/2 "cumsicles" in my freezer to use as prelubrication for really hot fuck events.

Hey guys, I've been working on what I thought would be the last chapter of this story, but it's gone and taken a little longer than anticipated, so I'm splitting it up so that I can submit something now as I wrap everything up. Thanks! Chapter 21 "As they say, the more the merrier" Hunter said welcoming the two into the bedroom. "Wasnt sure if you were gonna stay out there the whole time." As the two walked toward the bed, Greg shook his head. "Whats the use of coming to a fun party like this one if we're just gonna pair off? Especially with what we just walked into." He put his arm around Hunters waist and they shared a soft but deep kiss. Tyler stood nearby close to the bed. He could not stop staring at Casey with Ryan's thick cock inside him. He never even imagined that Casey would ever bottom for anyone. He seemed like a total top but this sight was incredibly hot. "Hey" Casey said to Tyler. They looked at each other and Casey smiled something dopey, a smile Tyler hadnt seen before. "Hey. You look...happy." "Yeah." Something changed in Casey's face. "Is this ok?" Casey had only just now realized that Tyler might be upset or jealous seeing another guy fucking him. Something about Tylers stiff cock told him that he might be fine with it. "Yeah its fine. It's...kinda...hot." Ryan was watching this interaction and had the desire to see the two of them fuck. He thrust himself balls deep into Casey again after hearing Tylers response. He wanted Tyler to see how hot a bottom Casey was. Casey obliged, arching his back and moaning as he felt Ryan hitting those spots again. Tyler grabbed his cock and began to stroke as he watched them. He noticed that Caseys hard cock was pulsing with each thrust. "You want a turn?" Tyler looked up from Caseys cock to Ryan who was offering the new bottoms hole to him. "Actually," Casey jumped in before Tyler could respond, "why dont you..." Casey grabbed his hard cock and held it up so it pointed to the ceiling. Both Tyler and Ryan knew what Casey meant. Tyler climbed up and stood on the bed and straddled Casey. He squatted down and soon enough felt the head of Caseys cock at his hole. Ryan had the perfect angle as he pulled slightly out of Casey so that he could see the boy he was fucking penetrate Tyler. Just as Tylers hole opened to accept Casey, several drops of cum dripped from inside Tyler onto Casey. "Oh fuck thats a cummy hole isnt it?" Ryan looked over at Hunter and Greg. "You cum in this boy?" The two men had broken their kiss when they felt the bed sink when Tyler stepped up onto it. Both replied "Yeah." Tyler paused and looked up. He knew Greg had cum inside him, but when had Hunter? Hadn't they taken a break before either got off? He looked up at Hunter as if to ask, "Really?" Hunter just nodded and smiled. Somehow that knowledge just got him even hornier and pushed him further down faster on Caseys cock. The sensation of Ryans thick cock fucking him now combined with the feeling of Tylers cum flooded wet hole around his cock, not to mention the high that he was still riding, was beyond the pleasure he thought capable for any human. If there could be such a thing as too much pleasure, he thought maybe this was it. And he hadnt even cum yet. Tyler didnt need any warm up time riding Caseys cock. He went straight to slamming himself onto the cock he was becoming more and more familiar with which was sliding in and out of him. Both the boys could feel the way Hunter and Gregs loads were lubing up both the hole and the cock inside it. They moaned into each others mouths as Tyler bent down to kiss Casey. Ryan had pushed himself balls deep into Casey and just let the two do all the work. Without moving much his cock was getting worked on just fine. He was staring at Tylers hole which was exposed to him more clearly now that he was making out with Casey. He had an idea. He looked over at Hunter and Greg and realized that he was so caught up in the two boys in front of him that he didnt notice how they got into the position they were in. Chris was kneeling on the floor taking both mens huge cocks in his mouth trying to suck them both at the same time while the men were making out. Hunter locked in the kiss had his eyes open and noticed Ryan looking their way. He recognized the look on Ryans face. The look that said "I'm thinking of something thats probably a little fucked up." He broke the kiss with Greg. He wanted to help or be part of whatever depravity Ryan had thought up. "You wanna take over?" Greg was definitely back to full hardness after his break since he fucked Tyler so he was more than ready to find himself inside Chris. "Oh yeah." Chris wasnt paying much attention to what was going on around him. He was loving this feeling of having two cocks in his mouth at once. His back was turned to the action on the bed though he could hear the slapping of flesh and the moans that escaped out of mouths locked together. So when Hunter pulled out of his mouth, he looked up in disappointment. He locked eyes with Greg who smiled at him. Chris remembered how cared for he felt when he was last at Hunters house. "Get onto your back. I love seeing your face when I'm inside you." Chris hadnt cum yet but he knew that Greg would get him there. He stood up and laid on his back on the bed, shifting his body angle by putting his head on one of the pillows by the headboard. "How about you flip around so your head is the other way." Chris turned himself around so that his head was closer to the foot of the bed. He didnt really know why Greg wanted him this way but he didnt really care if it meant feeling this man inside him again. What Greg didnt say was that he wanted to see what the other guys were going to do. Why stare at the headboard when he could be watching the other guys fuck? He climbed up onto the bed and grabbed one of the pillows to put under Chris' ass. "Oooohhhh" both moaned as Greg slowly penetrated Chris for the first time this day. "That hole is just as good as I remember it." Chris smiled and let his moan say everything he needed to. That and the way he squeezed Gregs cock. Chris felt movement to his side but was too caught up in the pleasure. Greg saw the other four guys moving but hadnt been paying attention to what was going to happen. But he was starting to put it all together when he saw Hunter walk to the other side of the bed and put a band around Tylers arm. "Just try to keep still," he told Tyler. Greg pushed all the way deep into Chris and bent down to kiss the boy. He knew not to shake the bed while Tyler got his slam. "What are you doing?" Hunter realized that Tyler was the only one who hadnt been slammed and didnt even know what it was. Chris really hadnt told him anything about the time he came over alone. But before Hunter could respond to try to calm Tylers nerves, Casey did instead. "Just go with it. It feels good. Trust me." Tyler looked at him, surprised that the guy who had never smoked before this day was telling him that this needle was a good idea. "Youve done this before?" "Well yeah like just before you came in here. It's amazing. Just hold on." Tyler wasnt sure how this was going to go but he looked at Casey who looked normal but even happier than usual. He nodded but didnt say anything. That was all Hunter needed. He took hold of Tylers arm and found a vein. Tyler felt the prick of the needle but kept his focus on Casey who he could feel was hard inside of him as he reassured him. Ryan was behind him rubbing his back with both hands. Just as suddenly as Tyler felt the needle, he felt Hunter pull the band from his arm and raise it above his head. A pregnant pause followed and for the length of that time that seemed much longer than it really was, all four men thought that it wasnt working. But sure enough, the coughing killed that thinking as Tylers body shook. The only word he could get out as he coughed uncontrollably was "What.....what....what...." Ryan reached around Tyler and held him to try to calm the boy as best he could whispering behind him, "Thats it. Just ride it out. Youre good. Let it feel good. We're right here with you." Ryan looked down at Casey whose eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Oh fuck, Ty" he moaned. Tylers hole was having its own set of convulsions as it pumped on Caseys cock and gave him a sensation he had never felt fucking Tyler or anyone else before. "That hole...fuck...I'm close Ty." As if those were the magic words, Tylers coughing fit became something else. Tylers eyes were wide open as he had his breath back but still couldnt put into words what he was feeling. He looked deep into Caseys eyes and milked the cock inside him, riding it furiously the same way he was riding the high coursing through him. "Fuck Ty oh fuck fuck fuck." Caseys whole body started bucking up as his cum shot through his cock and blasted deep into Tyler. This was the hardest and longest cum of Caseys life and it just kept cumming, his body shaking without end, each convulsion marking another rope into Tyler. This created a chain reaction as Caseys hole milked another load out of Ryan who the entire time just held his cock deep in the boy without moving it. "Holy..." was all he could get out as he felt the cum shoot through his cock deep into the boy. He needed something to steady him and grabbed Tylers shoulders pushing him further down on Caseys cock. Tyler was moaning as Caseys bucking was also causing his cock to hit the bottom's spot over and over and over again. Eventually Caseys orgasm slowed and his convulsions became tremors. He started laughing at how intense and long that was. "Holy shit Ty that was amazing." He pulled Ty down for a deep kiss. "Oh my fuck" Ryan said looking at Hunter as he finally caught his breath. "Damn that was so hot boys" Hunter was still on their side of the bed watching and stroking his cock. But this was not the way he wanted to cum again. He wanted to make sure that his loads were always shooting into holes. "You boys up for more?"

It had been a month since that night, and true to their word - I hadn't left the room. I was kept naked and kept fucked. My food was whatever came out of vending machines or the nearest fast food joint. They said junk food was bad for the immune system so, that's what I ate. Well, that and cum of course. I loved the taste and it's good protein. By the time I left that room, there was no doubt I was poz...I had all the symptoms: high fever, muscle aches, night sweats, chills, sore throat, fatigue...Just as they said they would, I got fucked 4-5 times a day, and each time I also got slammed. I was the sickest I've ever been in my life and it was epic! I loved every second of it! I didn't even miss my wife and kids. Or my job. Or the outside world. They were right, I felt free for the first time. For however long it lasts, I was free. I was instructed to go to room #15 in the Moonlight....I was still slightly high on heroine of course, part of the deal. It makes me an addict and therefore more pliable. I was also naked. No need for pretense here. I closed the door behind me and there was a naked man staring at me. He was tall, over 6 feet easily. Taking a good look at him, he was about 6 inches long. Green eyes and red hair in a buzz cut. He appeared to be in his early 30's. On the floor next to him was a 3 piece suit, folded neatly. Closer inspection revealed that he didn't have any dirt under his nails and he was clean shaven. That, combined with the lack of calluses on his hands indicated to me that he worked in an office, and was probably a man of power. I knew what he needed right away. I pointed to the floor in front of me. "Crawl". Slowly." He tried to hide a smile as he obeyed my instructions. Most men of power desire to surrender sexually. I'm an AIDS spreading bitch, so it's my job to give them what they want. Once he reached me, I placed my right hand on his head and maintained eye contact. "Now, lick my cock from base to tip. Slowly, bitch. I know you're eager but I want you to savor this." He nodded as he licked me. I continued. "Now, your job is to make me hard. The conundrum is this: The harder I am, the more it's going to hurt when I fuck you - but the more you'll enjoy it." He looked up at me with adorable eyes "Are you clean?" I smiled and nodded down at him. "Yes, absolutely. My employers only let us work here if we are." It was a lie, of course...I was HIV+ with a high viral count but it was my job to intentionally spread the virus. I also left my wife, kids and job for this. I'm going to get squeamish now?! I passed the Rubicon on this a month ago. He slowly took my cock into his mouth as I placed my hands on the side of his head and slid in further. "Put your hands behind your back, bitch." I said with a smile. "Keep them there" I said as I slid into his throat. He gagged. I gave him a moment to catch his breath. I gave him advice for deep throating, and tried again...he gagged briefly but only just. Slowly I slid into his throat again without him gagging. "Good, girl" I said slowly stroking my cock in and out of his mouth and throat. "Like a lot of married men, you don't want them...you want cock. Take your time, honey. Enjoy this." I said as I leaned back on my heels and worked in and out of his mouth and throat. Slowly, I started to become harder. I put my hands on his head and slowed his pace. "Nice and easy, bitch...nice and easy and keep your hands behind your back and off your cock. You let me worry about that." He nodded as I slid into his throat and held it there. "Hold your breath, honey." I said shoving all the way in. He obey and after a few seconds, I pulled out and let him gulp air. I looked and his cock was not only hard, but throbbing all by itself. I brought him to his hands and knees on the bed and said. "Now, grab the head board. I'm going to fuck you now." He looked back at me. "Are you sure you're clean?" He asked as he grabbed the head board. "Oh yes, no doubt. I get tested on a regular basis" I said lining the head of my cock up with his ass. "Now, I'm going to push in just the head. Take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Push through the pain, sweetie." He was shaking a little bit. "Relax, bitch - yours isn't the first cherry I've popped. Just do what I tell you and you'll be fine. Remember, this is why you came here. You want this. You need this. No woman out there can scratch this itch." He turned back around and I gently slid in the head of my cock into his ass. He was tensed up. I pushed in slowly and he exhaled as instructed. "There you go, bitch. Breathe." "Pain on the way in, relief on the way out. Got it?" I said as I bottomed out at my stroke with my body against his ass. I grinded against him as I was in all the way. "Get used to this feeling right here." I slowly pulled out to the head of my cock and let him feel the relief. "Understand, bitch?" He nodded and exhaled a breath of pure pleasure. "Yes. Is this what women feel?" I nodded as I slid back into him. "Yes, with one notable exception" I said as I reached under him and grabbed his cock - then began to stroke him. "Women don't have dicks." As I pushed into his ass, I stroked back on his cock to the base, making sure the strokes matched. "I cum when you cum, bitch. If you want this to last a while, hold your load. If not, don't hold back and I wont." His knees buckled and he shook. "Oh............my.......GOD!" He screamed so loudly it echoed off the walls. "I........never........knew it could be THIS good!" He said rolling his hips against me. I stroked him slowly - very slowly - the same as I fucked him. In slowly and out slowly. He responded by lowering his head and shoulders into the pillow and moaning loudly. Adding a twist, I reached down with my other hand and squeezed his balls while still fucking and stroking him. "YES! YES! TIGHTER!" He yelled. I obliged, gripping his balls like a vice with one hand and stroking him with the other. He started to breathe faster. "I....I can't hold it!" I stroked him as fast and deeply as I could.....squeezed his balls as tightly as I could and fucked him as fast as I could. "When you cum, scream that you're a cock loving bitch." I barely had the words out of my mouth as he came in my hand. He followed my instructions to the letter. It was only then that I noticed a small red light blinking behind the mirror we were facing. I knew it was a camera and I knew it wasn't there for me. Whomever this man was, my people wanted blackmail material. Even though I was cumming, I kept fucking him. "How does my cock feel cumming deep in your ass, bitch? Can you wife make you feel this way?" He shook his head no quickly as I milked the last of his cum from his cock. "No, she can't......FUCK I didn't know a man in my ass could feel this way!" I smiled as I slowly pulled from his body, making sure that all my cum stayed in first. "Good. Now, go get a warm washcloth from the bathroom and clean off my cock. I'll give you a 20 minute break, then we're going again, dear." He looked back at me. "You can't be serious." I nodded and pointed to the bathroom. "Go. Now. If you don't, next time I'm fucking you hard and painful. We've got all night and I'm going to use that ass about 4 more times." Before he stood from the bed, his cock started to get hard again.

My Boy I hadn't seen my son since my wife threw me out 6 years ago after she caught me fucking our 20 year old brother. The only reason we got married was the fact that I knocked her up and I only fucked her cause I was trying to see if I could be with a woman. The entire time we were fucking I was thinking of her brother. So at the age of 18 we married and tried to make a go of it, but I couldn't resist a nice cock. After we split I turned to the wild side of things and began to party. I started off snorting Tina. After a short time I switched to smoking when the night came that a buddy of mine convinced me to try slamming. That night changed my life. Not only did I learn to embrace Tina I also got knocked up with my friend’s bugs. Now I was responsible for my 18 years old son since his mother was killed in a car accident. I kept in contact the best I could sending him a yearly birthday and Christmas gifts. I would get the customary thank you card back but my ex-wife never wanted me to have any more contact then that after she discovered I was really gay. After picking up Sean and bringing him to my one bedroom apartment he wondered where he would sleep. I offered him my bedroom and I told him I would sleep in the living room sleeper sofa until we could get a larger place. Since I lived in the same area as his high school he could have remained there but asked if He could change schools for the last half of the school year. I agreed to his request without much thought, but there was something about Sean that struck me, he seemed to be more family than by DNA. He wore a rainbow colored wrist band on both wrists and had his hair brightly colored. I decided not to pry and we went about settling into our home. As the work week ended I would normally be preparing to party with my friends but instead I was going to spend it getting to know my son. I came home from work early on Friday getting to the apartment before Sean got home from school. I decided to take a shower to wash away the hard day’s sweat that I had worked up that day. As I was relaxing under the spray of the warm water I heard the bathroom door pushed open. I casually looked over to see Sean watching me as I rubbed soap over my body. For a 37 year old man I was in good shape. I was still had a lean, swimmers build from working out at the gym a few times a week standing at 6 feet tall, I weighed a buck-eighty. I could tell Sean was enjoying what he saw as I soaped up my semi-hard cock that easily grows to 8” when hard. As I rinsed myself off I heard Sean knock and clear his throat. He let me know he needed to take a leak and I told him that we’re both men, he didn't need to knock if he needed to use the can. He came in and I watched through the cloudy shower door as he tried to piss with a semi-hard cock. I then began to see Sean in a different light. At just shy of 6’, he had a lean, thin build and looked to have a grower between his legs like his old man. I finished my shower before he could begin his piss and stepped out to dry off as he tried to hide his excitement. There was no avoiding it any longer, he turned to face me with his cock hanging out when he looked as my cock and licked his lips. I asked him if he saw anything he liked and he simply nodded his head yes and his eyes were locked on my growing cock. Without a word he dropped to his knees and licked my cock as I ran my hands through his hair. I wanted to take him right then and there but my status had me holding back. I couldn't resist his hot mouth as he worked my cock with an expertise that had me blowing my load down his throat in not time. After he cleaned my cock off I looked down at him and let him know that we needed to talk.

I started at 12 sucking my 16 year old brother daily. We shared a bedroom. I got caught at 15 by my Uncle in a mens room gloryhole sucking older married men. I was addicted to that park gloryhole all through my teen years. Could be why gloryholes became, and still are, my obsession. I still cruise mens rooms at 62.

Hey, I'm Tawnie! A 'lil CD Cum Slut; I recently got a new supplier, and judging by this last weekend looks like its going to be a great business relationship! This is a true account from last Saturday, April 15 2017; just didn't know where else it belonged... I've got a new connect, David, a cool guy and not hard to look at in the least! I had been invited to hang around before and didn't do much more than smoke out and watch porn. But this particular Saturday I was broke and kinda Jones'n; so I called David, and well I just sorta beat around the bush for a bit until finally he asked how much I was wanting... I confessed that I was broke but eager to get "up" and had been terribly horny All day (hint-hint). David being the nice guy he is said, "come on over the first bowl is on me; the rest you can figure out while you do whatever you can till daylight." Hmmm, the gears started turning! I went to make sure all was good with my twat and got over to David's in just about 20 minutes! He exclaimed, "you are anxious aren't you!" I sheepishly giggled, "yeah!" He loaded the bowl he had promised and as he handed to me he said, " make yourself at home; do what you want to to encourage my clientele to share, but make it a fair trade. No mooching!" I agreed to the terms and smoke the bowl he had loaded, getting excited thinking about what may happen this evening... He offered me the adjoining room to his office which had a couch, a mattress on the floor in the middle of the room, a small table, and a Giant flat screen playing non-stop porn! I called it the Fun Spot for the night!!! David asked me if I wanted him to help me by advertising my hole for trade to all Cummers? And of course I said, "yes sir please!" So every one that contacted him for business got a short bit on what was available this Saturday; my little Cum Hole for breeding, just keep me spun!!! So I hiked up my skirt, pulled my panties down over my little ass and bent over the couch ass towards the office, lubed my hole, started watching porn and waited... After maybe 30-40 minutes I heard David go to the door and open it, as he did I could hear the voices of at least 2 others talking to David! They started to get to business and I heard one of the guys ask, "so that's the cock hole?" David allowed I was; while I started to work my ass letting them know I was eager for Cock! I heard one of them enter the room and felt a warm hand on my ass, and immediately felt it go for my hole! I arched back to show my enthusiasm; and I could hear what sounded like a torch being fired up. The owner of the hand was handing me a pipe that had just been handed to him; I glanced back and said, "thank you" As he handed me the pipe he asked, "fair trade for me and my friends?" I wasn't sure how many there were; and didn't care i just said, "y'all get what you want I'm gonna smoke this while you get busy!" I love, Love having Cock in my hole while I'm smoking; makes me deliciously wicked!!! One of them asked, " condoms?" to which I replied, "don't have any..." they just kind of looked at each other for a minute until the one farthest away pushed the the others aside and got behind me and as I went back to the pipe I heard a zipper. I excitedly started wiggling my my ass and pushed back! He met me and slid what felt like a pretty big cock head across my twat a few times, until I felt it in just the right spot and pushed back and took all of; must have been at least 7" of hard throbbing Cock!!! He liked that action and told his buddies, " got a hot little horny Cum Hole here boys!" That's all I needed; and I was grinding back on him for all I was worth! While I was fucking back on the Cock in my twat I felt more hands on my ass; as the owner to the Cock buried up in me started to growl and thrust, shoving every centimeter into my hungry little hole. Then he growls Loud and long and I can feel him swell inside me as he spunks my little Cock Slot for a good 2 minutes; then pulls out with a sloppy sound and says, "next!" * to be continued

#1. It feels better... A LOT Better #2. Its more intimate and yea I do feel more connected with the TOP. #3. I like the load of course, But the fucking is the main course. With the right top, I can have anal orgasm after another for over an hour ... I have a TOP who stays rock hard and doesn't cum after fucking for 1-2 hours. He is totally turned on by my cumming while he's buried inside me. For the record, I feel a difference between an Uncut & Cut cock too