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After 18 months, my company finally decided to bring people back to the office. I had been working from home since lockdown began in mid-March 2020, and for that entire time my work apparel consisted of shorts and a polo in summer, jeans and a polo in winter. So when they announced we were coming back to the office, I took a look in my closet and realized I needed to do some shopping! I hate crowds so rather than going on a Saturday, I waited and hit the mall on Sunday morning just as the stores opened. The mall was nearly deserted, with only a few elderly mall walkers and some store workers opening for the day. I found my go-to men's store and walked in. Like the mall, it was empty. A sole clerk stood behind the counter. He was about my age, about 5'9" with a slender build. For reference, I'm 6'2" and over 300 pounds. "Good morning," I greeted him. He looked up from the shirt he was folding on the counter, and as we locked eyes I felt a spark. There was nothing particularly special about him that I could discern. He was an average looking guy, clean-shaven with wavy brown hair, clearly dressed in clothes from the store. He grinned. "Good morning," he responded. "What can I help you with?" I explained why I was there and he pointed me to the back of the store, where they kept the racks of dress pants and dress shirts. He stayed behind the counter, which I appreciated. I hate clingy salespeople. After about 15 minutes I had amassed a pile of pants and shirts that I wanted to try on. I called the clerk over to unlock a dressing room for me. He reached under the counter and grabbed the key, then started toward me. As soon as he stepped from behind the counter, I saw it: a huge bulge in the front of his pants. My dick instantly began leaking as I mentally pictured the big, thick cock that looked like it was about to burst through the seams. He caught me staring before I could avert my gaze. "You like?" he said, a twinkle in his eye as he walked past me and down the hallway where the dressing rooms were located. Caught off-guard, all I could stammer was "Y-y-yes." Without a word he unlocked the very last dressing room. It had a handicap symbol on it, which meant it was larger than the typical room. "Be right back," he said with a smile, and walked past me toward the front of the store. As he did, he let his hand caress my ass. At the front of the store he pulled out a sign with a picture of a clock and moveable hands. At the top, it read "Back soon!" He adjusted the time on the clock to show 11:45 - half an hour from now - then pulled down the gate and attached the sign to it. Walking back toward me, he grinned. "I'm here by myself, gotta keep anyone from bothering us." Then he walked past me to the open dressing room. Standing just outside the door, he turned to face me and slowly unzipped his pants. He lowered them slowly, teasing me, until his enormous cock sprang free with such force that it made an audible sound as it smacked his stomach. I wasted no time. I dropped the clothes I had been holding and in one fluid motion I was on my knees, my hands grasping that beautiful cock. It was ten inches long at least, and impossibly thick. It took both hands for me to be able to completely encircle its girth. Greedily, I sucked at the tip, then took it in my mouth. My tongue danced around it as I worked as much of his shaft into my mouth as I could, but it was a struggle. He sighed with pleasure and placed his hands on the back of my head, urging me to take it deeper. Finally I could go no further. He must have recognized this, because he pulled me to my feet. "Strip," he said, forcefully. I did as I was told, and in seconds stood before him naked. he took his time, running his hands all over my body, into the crack of my ass. He stuck a finger in my mouth and I sucked greedily on it. Then he reached behind me and I felt that same, spit-lubed finger enter my hungry hole. Instantly, I felt the familiar ache. I needed it to be his cock, and now. "I want you to fuck me," I hissed. "Now." He grinned. "Good thing I'm prepared!" He stepped into the open dressing room and from under the bench, he withdrew a bottle of lube and a little brown bottle. He handed the brown bottle to me. "There's something you need to know before we go any further," he said, and lifted his shirt. There, just above his pubic mound and below his belly button was a biohazard tattoo. "I'm poz, and I'm not on meds," he stated flatly. I was taken aback. I heard my breath stop as it caught in my throat. A shiver ran down my spine and I could feel beads of sweat break out on my forehead. But surprisingly, I was not turned off as I had always imagined I would be. I wasn't disgusted or afraid in any way. In fact, I felt a wave of horniness wash over me and my cock began leaking precum incessantly. He was studying my face for my reaction. I suspect I surprised him too as I lifted the brown bottle to my nose and inhaled deeply. "Fuck my ass." It was almost an order. That was all the prompting he needed. He spun me around and guided me into the dressing room. "Get on your knees facing the bench," he said, and I complied. I knelt on the floor with my elbows on the bench, watching in the mirror as he squirted a generous amount of lube into his hand. He slathered my hole, sticking two fingers as deep inside me as they would go, and I heard some drip onto the carpet beneath me. Then another squirt that he rubbed all over his raw, poz cock. I was breathless with anticipation as I realized he would soon be stretching my hole with that beautiful thing. He crouched behind me and I could feel the head of his cock sliding up and down my crack. I got a brief twinge of pleasure each time it caressed my hole. Then gently, he began to enter me. As I took multiple hits from the brown bottle my hole opened hungrily to accept him, stretching to accommodate his girth. I felt him slide into my ass, a single smooth motion until he was balls-deep. I felt the electricity as he hit my prostate. The precum was gushing from my cock, forming a pool beneath me that eventually merged with the drops of lube. I had never been that full, and it felt amazing! He began to work in and out, lengthening his strokes a little at a time until he grabbed my hips and plunged in and out, working my hole to its maximum. With each thrust he almost pulled all the way out before ramming balls-deep again, each time hitting my prostate perfectly. Before long I felt my own cum pulsing out onto the floor. Soon his breathing quickened and I knew he was close. "Where do you want my poz cum?" he asked. "Inside me," I responded. For a moment it felt as though I had left my body and was watching in disbelief as I said those words. "Fucking poz me!" "With pleasure," he grunted. He plunged his cock as deep into me as he could and I felt the telltale pulses as he unleashed his load. I came again as his pulses subsided. Slowly he withdrew and stood. I could see in the mirror that his cock and balls were a mess of cum and lube that had a pinkish hue to it. Had he made me bleed? Of course he had. But I didn't care. I spun around and expertly cleaned every drop off his shaft and balls, savoring the taste as I did. At last it was time to get dressed. He invited me to stay and try on the clothes I had selected, but I was exhausted from our escapade and starting to feel just a little freaked out by what we had done. I finished dressing and headed out of the store. I walked out of the mall and quickly got in my car. I drove straight home to shower and douched as best I could. Part of me was incredulous and scared that I had taken a poz load, but a bigger part of me was more turned on than I had ever been before. I jerked off twice more that afternoon. The next day I decided to go back to the mall. Approaching the store, I could see the same clerk working inside. He looked up and grinned as I entered. "I saved those clothes for you," he said. "You alone?" I asked him. "Yup." "Fuck me again." His eyes widened in surprise but without another word, he grabbed the "Back soon!" sign and headed for the store entrance. I walked back to the dressing room and stripped, anxious to get another fix of his huge cock and poz load.

I slept well despite having cheated on my girl with several guys and looked forward to checking out some new glory holes but decided to go back to the one down the street from work and see if it was as hot as the last time and maybe even to two guys would be there and I could take their loads again. I could not believe how easy I pictures it, and I was not even fighting with myself and had resolved my internal conflict. I went to work and sat at my desk and got ready to head to the stall at 1 PM hoping to miss any lunch traffic and only find some real action. I arrived and there was one guy in the end stall. I entered the middle booth and peeked through the hole, and it was a businessman who had to forty-five or so. He was not bad looking and he seemed to be in shape, so I tapped my foot and he returned with a tap, and he did not wait for the second tap and got up and slide his soft fat uncut dick trough the hole. I immediately began to suck on his foreskin and suck him hard and he grow to a be a fat hard 7.5 with a huge head and veins on that beautiful dick. I sucked him and he began to moan and after five minutes I really wanted to feel him inside me, so I broke up the lube and lubed up my hole and turned around and guided his big dick inside me. He was so big it hurt but I let him slowly fuck me and I eventually opened, and I could hear his breathing get heavy and then he grunted and shot his load inside me. Once he pulled out and got down to suck him clean, but he was already cleaning his dick and winked at me and said thanks and tucked his dick back in his trousers and left. I loved that thick dick; I sat there and rubbed my hole for a few minutes and jacked my dick. Moments later I heard the door, footsteps and then a guy went into the same stall the suit was in. He sat down and I leaned forward to see him and he was a young guy about 27 and tall and lean. I tapped my foot, and he did not return the tap. I rubbed my finger on the hole and nothing. I was hugely disappointed that he may not want to play. The guy was texting and not paying attention. We sat there like that for a good while and then I hard to door and footsteps and the guy went right into the stall. This guy was tall, black and he walked in and undressed and slide his 9” dick half hard at the time through the hole. I began to suck him. It was my first black dick, and I could not get over how soft his skin was. I sucked him for a couple minutes and he pulled out and slide note through. It had his number on and it read text me. I really wanted his dick back through, but he was keeping it away from the hole, so I text him and said Hi. The text back read, my place is not to far from here and I want you to come back to my place and suck my dick. You down to be my fag for today? The other guy had gotten a text while I was typing back that I can do that. The guy gave me his address and told me to wait two minutes and leave and meet at his place. I waited two minutes and headed out and walked to a garage apartment and I walked the stops and knocked, and the tall hot guy answered the door. He was wearing a pair of short now and no underwear and his dick looked huge. He motioned me in and closed the door and leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back and we made out for a few minutes, and I reached out my hand and rubbed his big dick and it only got bigger. He pulled his dick out of his leg and had pushed me down to suck his dick. Fuck this was the longest and thickest dick I have ever suck. The guy still had not said a word, but he did moan some while I was sucking and jacking his cock. I half wondered where the black guy was, but I was loving this big dick and thought he must be inside further. The guy pulled his dick from my mouth and walked into the living room and sat on the sofa and I followed him and got on my knees and sucked his big dick and he just put his head back and moaned as I serviced him. He pulled my head up and pilled off his shorts and I got to peak at his beautiful body. He had a patch taped on his left abdomen. It looked like what you put over a tattoo. He lifted his legs and had me lick his balls and then pushed me down to eat his ass. I have never done that but since he was clean, I tongued and at his hole while he moaned. I sucked him for what seemed like ten minutes and then pulled me off his dick and guided me up and unbuttoned my trousers and I pushed them down with my underwear and kicked them to the side and pulled off my polo and went back to sucking his beautiful huge cock and as I did, he grabbed a jar and started rubbing lube on my hole and then slipped a finger and then two inside me. He was rough as he fingers fucked me and I was glad I had lube up there from the first guy who shot inside me and that his big dick had stretched me some. He worked a third finger inside me, and it seemed like too much and was getting uncomfortable. I pulled away some and he pulled out and lifted my head and pulled his dick out of my mouth and got up and motioned for me to get on the sofa with my ass to him. He began to finger my hole again with two and then he went back to three and it was still too much but this time at a different angle it did not hurt as much. He grabbed more lube and slide his three fingers back in and began twisting them around roughly again. He grabbed a bottom of poppers and handed them to me, and I uncapped them and took several hits. That helped a lot as he continued to work and stretch my hole. I was moaning and wincing when he would get a little to forceful and then he pulled out and then I felt his huge head press against my hole and slowly slide inside me and I almost lost my breath but knew I better hit the poppers because I knew I was not ready for this. The first few inches my hole seemed to accommodate after his stretching but after about four inches it started to hurt, and I begged him to stop but he pressed his hand on my back and continued to press his dick inside me and I felt like I was ripping in two. I begged him again to stop and he slapped my head hard and slowly pulled out and I thought he was done but then he pressed back inside me even further then he had been. He held his dick there, then I felt him press something in my mouth and he fasted it on me. Fuck I thought, he just put a ball gag in my mouth. It frightened me and I tried to pull up and he pressed me down again and slapped my head harder. This fucker still had not said a word to me, he positioned me, so my back was arched and the slow fucked me as I moaned and as the pain grew, I was screaming but that was muffled by the ball gag. This assault went on for thirty minutes and he never got all the way inside me but as he was fucking me I could her his breathing quicken and then a grunt as he shot his load inside me. He pulled out and unfasted the ball gag and walked into the other room and left me there with my clothes and my sore hole, so I got dressed and left feeling I had gotten fucked against my will. I really wanted him to stop but he just took what he wanted. The guy had an amazing dick but fuck, he really hurt me. I went home and took a bath in the tub and tried not to think about it but the longer I soaked the harder my dick go thinking about this hot guy using me and breeding my ass. I had sex with my girl a few hours later and shot a huge load inside her thinking about that big dick that had breed me several hours earlier.

Fuzzy Vegas Weekend.....I can't get past this...Part 2 It wasn't long before someone hit me up on Grindr. "How's it going?" he asked "Good but horny as fuck" I replied. "Are you hosting now? What hotel? Room number?" he asked. "Yes I'm at ......." You know the rest. I gave out all of my location info without even checking the profile of the guy I was chatting with. Man I was out of my mind in lust and fogginess. I realized what I had done and quickly flipped over to his Profile. TOP, 28yo, Love to deep breed, most can't take it. Latin 5'9" 185. As thick as it is long. His profile handle was "2Thk2Take" WTF? I loved everything I read and said "We'll see about most can't take it"..... It wasn't a few minutes and there was a knock on my door. I let him in and he was as his profile stated. He had just finished his overnight shift in the hotel so he was close by. He asked if he could shower and I pointed him to the bathroom. I climbed back into the bed, feeling my cock firm up and my ass tingle with anticipation. I had yet to see "as thick as it is long" but I started to fantasize about it. I few minutes later he was at the foot of the bed in a white towel. He grabbed my ankle and pulled me off of the bed so he could reveal "s thick as it is long". When the towel fell I was face to cock with the thickest tree I'd ever seen! I swear it was 7" long, semi hard and as round as a can of vegetables. I gasped, took a huge breath, attempted to unhinge my jaw and sucked it in. He was uncut. I loved running my tongue around the huge head of his cock with each rotation feeling it grow harder and WIDER. HOLY SHIT! When he grew to what he said was fully hard, he flipped me over and slowly (thank God) started to slide that monster in. I've never been fisted but this must be what that feels like. There was no tapering. there wasn't any way to "ease" it in as the head was as blunt and thick as the rest of that piece of meat. "Wait, wait, wait!" I screamed. "There might be a way I can do this. Do you mind if I grab my poppers and a little puff of my parTy supplies?" I asked. He said sure. I offered it to him and he declined on both. Said he wanted to have a clear head and a rock hard cock cuz he felt I was the guy that could take that ramrod of his til he would cum. "Thanks for the compliment." I said. "I'm just a guy who loves a challenge but I'm not afraid to use the resources I have available." With that I dropped a few chunks in my pipe, lit the torch and as it became liquid slowly sucked as much of the white cloud as I could, holding for a few seconds, before blowing a huge cloud out into the room. I immediately felt the rush wash over my body from head to toe. Grabbing the brand new bottle of poppers I jumped back on the the bed, ass up, face down, unscrewed the poppers took a huge breath in through one nostril, then the other and finished with the little breath intake I had left through my mouth. If I was going to conquer that giant cock I needed everything I had. I handed the bottle of lube to Mr. "2Thk2Take". Told him to be generous in the use of the lube and let my body go into the wave of relaxed ecstasy that had just been created. I heard him pop the top of the lube, pour some on his cock and then he shoved the tope of the container into my ass, gave a squeeze and released some lube inside my ass. As he pulled it out squirting a huge, cool and wet portion on my puckered hole. As soon as that sensation hit me his cock head was shoved into that hole. I gasped at the immediate spreading of my ass, feeling like ti would break. "Relax Papi, let me fill your ass with my cock", cooed Mr. 2Thk2Take "Oh my god", i whimpered, "you're splitting me in two." "Relax, relax" he calmly said. And just like that he was easing me into taking that monster. With 1 hard shove he was balls deep. I gasped even louder than before. He grabbed my shoulders and pull my ass tight to his hips, his cock buried as deep in me as possible. Then he held me there for what seemed like an eternity. With each passing second my ass relaxed and his cock felt more and more like it belonged there. "Take another hit of poppers Papi" he said. Being ever the obedient cock whore I grabbed the poppers and again took a huge hit up both nostrils and then through my mouth, held them until I felt about to pass out then let the wave rush through my body as I exhaled. At that same moment 2Thk2Take began to pump his monster cock in and out of my newly opened hole. It seemed the more he pumped the more my ass acted hungry for his cock. I was in total heaven. It seemed like that monster cock unlocked something in me that craved nothing but being the means for hard cocks to get off. He grabbed my shoulders and with each thrust in pulled my ass closer to his hips, burying that monster even deeper. With that opening my ass even wider. He flipped me on my back, pulled me to the edge of the bed, shoved a pillow under my hips all while keeping his cock buried in my hungry hole. No idea how he did that because it seemed to happen fast and without and pause in his deep fucking. Now with my legs in the air he grabbed my inner thighs and pushed them out and down forcing my hips and ass to open up even more! "FUCK" I shouted. I had never felt my ass so open in my life! "Fuck me, come on use my ass to make your cock feel good" I grumbled to him. "I can take that monster and I want it to breed me as my reward" I sid. "Fuck me baby, fuck me and breed my hole." I looked up at his face and his eyes were completely closed and with a look on his face of complete bliss he obeyed. He kept that pace up of deep deep deep thrusts each time my ass cheeks hitting his hips deeper and deeper each time. It seemed Mr. 2Thk2Take loved that dirty tak cuz he eyes flew open and he growled "Here it comes Papi, I'm going to breed that pussy of yours!" And with that I felt that monster in my ass pulse even larger as he exploded. At that same moment he grabbed my hips and shoved that cock even deeper into my guts, it felt as if he broke through another barrier in my ass and I went crazy with the lust that unleashed. "Fuck that hot load deep in my as baby! Cum on keep breeding me with that monster. I want more, more more!" i yelled. With that he fell forward onto me. Just as he did his cock popped out of my gaping ass. I was totally spent yet my ass was still yearning for cock. I grabbed his hand and shoved it into my gaping hole. He knew exactly what I needed and stuck 4 fingers -all but his thumb- into my trashed but hungry hole. He used his hand as the plug to slow the hunger my ass now had to be filled again and again and again. We both fell asleep in that position. A few hours later I woke up! Fuck it was 9 a.m. I had my first business meeting at 10 and I needed to be down in the lobby fo the hotel by 9:30 to catch the group so we could ride together to our first site visit. I rolled out of the bed and tried to make it to the shower. NOPE-my legs were like rubber and my head was making the room spin. I knelt down on the floor and looked for my phone. I needed to make sure the group would leave without me. I didn't want to fuck up their day. I texted my contact and made some lame excuse about a mandatory business call that just came up with the CEO of our International Company and that I was required to be there. I said I would catch them for lunch and the rest of the day and told them to leave without me. He responded with an "OK I'll let everyone know" and I was off the hook for a few more hours. I passed out. When I woke up Mr. 2Thk2Take was in the shower. He asked what my plans for the day were. I said I had to meet my crew in a few hours as much as I wanted to lay in bed and have him continue to fuck me. He asked if he could stop by tomorrow morning after his overnight shift. I said I wasn't sure what my schedule would be but I would watch for him on Grindr. He dressed gave me a kiss and left. Little did he know he had unlocked something in my ass that only wanted cock in it every hour of every day. ....

My name is Justin. I am 5’10 155 have a six pack and bubble butt and a nice 8” dick, I am straight and have a girlfriend, but I have always been fascinated with giving oral and have watch lots of videos of gay guys giving oral to a straight guy. My girl got me started since she brought a bi film that started two college guy and one chick. I started watching my straight guys getting head from gay guys online and it would make me blow a huge load. One of the scenes was shot in a bathroom though a glory hole. I had never though much when I used a public rest room but after watching the video, I would check out the room and see if they had glory holes in the walls but the bathrooms I visited did not. That was until I cut through the park and checked out that bathroom, Bingo there was a glory hole between the stalls. I got in the stall and sat on the toilet waited and about three minutes later I heard footsteps and then the stall next me the door opened. My heart was racing as I heard the door lock and then the guy sat down and tapped his foot. I did not know what I was supposed to do at this point, so I tapped mine and he moved his foot closer and tapped again and I did the same. Then the guy stood up and slide his big dick through the glory hole, it had to be 9 inches and uncut. I had not come to suck dick, but this big dick was beautiful, so I grabbed it and jacked it a little and watched the foreskin got over his big fat head and the cum starting on his piss slit. The guy gruffly said suck my dick fag. I was no fag, but I followed his instruction and put my mouth on tongue on his beautiful dick and sucked as much as I could but after a few minutes he pulled out and then slipped a brown bottom through and told me to inhale. I uncapped it and took several inhales and then capped it and slide it back trough and his dick slide back through. Now I suddenly was a great or a better cock sucked and took his dick down my throat and gagged on it and sucked and jacked him and after ten minutes he hit the wall and I did not know what that meant but I soon found out it meant he was going to cum and he shot rope after rope in my throat and then slowly pulled out and when his head was almost all the way through he told me to clean up his foreskin and I slide my tongue inside and cleaned his dick head clean of the cum and he pulled out and zipped up and said fag, be here tomorrow at the same time. I sat there wondering how that fucking happened, I had come to get my dick sucked by a fag but here I was impersonating one myself. My dick was still rock hard, and I really needed to get off and I started to jack off and I heard the door to the stall. The same tap of the foot but this time the guy put his fingers to the hole, and I instinctively knew that he wanted me to slip my 8” though the glory hole. I did and he swallowed me and sucked my rock-hard dick and five minutes later I shot my load in his mouth and he swallowed it and sucked my dick trying to get more. I pulled out and zipped up and left without saying a word. It was hot and I knew I wanted to do it again. I had no intention on going back there tomorrow when I headed home to my girl, and I had convinced myself that I would never suck a dude off again but, in my dreams, I was giving two big, dicked guy’s head and I woke up in the morning with dick on my mind. I tried to fight it, but I wound up back at the park ten minutes before the time I was yesterday sitting in the stall waiting for that hot guy to come in. I hard footsteps and then the door latch and the guy pulled down his shorts and dangled his dick at the hole. It was not the same guy and I really wanted him to leave but felt like I had to suck his dick and blow him so the stall would be free for the hot guy. I tapped the hole like the other guy’s dick, and he slide his now hard dick through the hole. It was not huge 7 inches, but fat and I licked and sucked on his dick for five minutes and then the guy shot his load in my mouth, and he quickly pulled out of the hole and pulled up his shorts and left. The door opened and another guy came in. This seemed like my guy, he said fag it looks like you have already swallowed at least one load today. You better suck my dick better then last time you dirty little fag. I cleared my throat and said I will do better, and I am ready. He unzipped and his dick half hard was slipped through the hole, and I began to suck him, and I could tell he liked it, he was moaning. He pulled out just like last time and slipped the poppers through and I hit them and handed them back and he slide his big dick back through and I sucked and licked and made love to his dick until he shot his load in my throat again. He made me clean him again and then he said, good fag. I sent the first guy in here that you sucked and there are two more guys needing head. You will service them and be a good cock sucking fag and be here on Thursday at the same time. Do you understand Fag? I said, yes, I understand. He then zipped up and a 20 second later the door opened and in walked a guy and he unzipped and unbuckled and slide his dick through. The guy had a fat 7 or 7 ½ in dick that he slides through. I sucked his dick and he shot quick. It only took four minutes for him to shoot a huge load on my tongue. The guy had said nothing up to this point, but he pulled his dick out and said swallow my fucking load. I did and he left and 30 seconds later another guy came in and as I peeked through the hole, he was tall and skinny and once he hung his skateboard on the stall wall, I knew he was a young guy. He fished out his big dick and slide it through the hole and the kid had a to have 10” as I sucked him hard it was a hot cut dick average thickness. I sucked him for awhile and then he told me it was his turn. I stood up and stuck my dick through the hole and he just jacked it and then told me to turn around. I was confused and then he said fucking turn around and show me your ass. I pulled out and turned around and showed him my ass and he reached through and said spread your checks and I did, and he spit on his finger and rubbed my hole with his index finger and then pulled me to the hole grabbing my right check. Once there he started licking my ass hole and I could not believe how amazing his tongue felt and then after a few minutes he slide his finger inside me, and bolts of excitement went through my body as he fingered me and then he slides in another. My dick was rock hard and moments later he slides his dick slowly into me as he said don’t fucking move. I knew I should not be letting him do this to me, but I was paralyzed in the pleasure and pain. He fucked me for ten minutes and then I heard hem moan and grunt and knew he was Cumming inside me. He left his dick in me and slowly pulled out and told me to turn around and clean him up. I sucked on his dick and cleaned the cum and ass off his dick and he told me what a good fag I was, and he would breed me soon. What the fuck I though, this should never happen again as I sat waiting for a cock sucker to swallow my load and it was not long before a young dude wondered in, and I was soon shoot my load down his throat. I shook my head as I looked in the mirror and wondered what I had become. I had swallowed three loads, sucked four dick and taken a load in my ass. I am not this guy. I knew I had to days to get right, and I promised myself I would.

I had to go do some shopping for work today. I needed some new poppers so I swung by nitcaps adult bookstore. There were several cars in the lot so I decided I would go to the booths to see if I could find s reason to use my poppers. As soon as I walked in I saw this stunning Hispanic guy rubbing his cock. I walked around a bit and then saw him outside of a booth watching a guy Jack off. After the other guy shot his load on the floor and left I walked over and started rubbing the hotties cock. I dropped to my knees and started sucking him in the hallway. He had a beautiful uncut rock hard cock. He grabbed my head was was fucking my face. He then asked what I got into. I said love to suck and to get fucked. A smile came across his face and he pushed me into the extra large booth and locked the door. He stripped down and had a beautiful hairless body. He obviously works out. I dropped to my knees again and began feasting on his hot uncut cock. He started to rub my ass so I stripped down too. As I was sucking his cock he licked his fingers and shoved them in my ass. It didn't take him long before he flipped me around and shoved his raw uncuct cock in my ass in one strong push. I took several hits of poppers as my ass opened up for his cock. He fucked me bent over for several minutes before he told me to get on the floor like a dog.. I followed his command and got down in the floor.. I put my hands down and right in the cum the last guy shot. I took some hits of my popper and licked the cum off my hand as he relentlessly pounded his raw cock in my ass. It felt so fucking amazing. He began to pick up speed and then shot his load deep in my hole. He pounded the load in for at least a minute after he shot it in me. When he pulled out he lifted me up and kissed me deeply. As we dressed he asked if I come there often because he had never seen me there. I told him not to often.. But asked if he wanted my number. So we exchanged numbers and he told me he would be in touch.. And then told me he was married. What a fucking hot fuck it was, I did the rest of my shopping with his hot load in my ass!!

I did not have to wait long until three men entered, and they started feeling me up and it was the first time any of them paid attention to my dick. I was ready to have someone suck me off but instead a cage was placed on my dick and my balls were tied off. What the fuck I thought and soon one of them was fucking me, he came quick and put a line on my ass but this time it was the other check of my ass. They all three breed me two on the left check and one drew on the right check. What I would find out later there was a minus on my left check and a plus sign on the right said. This went on for few more hour’s guys coming in and fucking me. Some would ungag me and let me suck them but most just bred me and left. Then the guy who had fucked me last week arrived. He got undressed fully and I could see his scorpion tat, that was what was covered. He must have just gotten it. He came over and ungagged me and fed me his huge cock and this time he was making me gag on it. He was rough and he make me puke a few times and then he went back and began to finger my hole. He spoke for the first time. Boy it looks like you will soon get a tat of your own, you have been busy tonight. I am going to get all the way inside you, you would not open for me last time, but I will re-arrange your intestine in order to make sure you get my load deep inside you. Fuck, I was so tied and sore and really did not wan him taking me like this, but I hoped once he was done, I could leave. He asked me if I wanted the gag. I said no, he replied then fucking don’t ask me to stop unless you want me to hit you in the head harder then last time, do you fucking understand boy. I sheepishly said yes, I understand. Right then I wanted to cry, scream and see if someone in the hall could hear me but I instead tried to relax my hole and then I heard the door and there was another guy who was going to do me. I suddenly had a blindfold slipped over my eyes and the guy said boy, you will need lots of poppers for this right. I have the ball gag right her incase you need it. He then started feeding me the poppers and rubbing my upper chest as that huge dick started to push inside me. The guys in front of me could see how uncomfortable I was, and he reminded me to not say a thing. He whispered, I have seen this man beat a bottom who would not listen so just relax and give him your hole boy. I began to make noise involuntary as he slides more and more inside me and then it began to really hurt. I said ouch and the guy slapped my head so hard I was dizzy. Tears started to run down my face and the guy put poppers back up and make me inhale and the guy fucking me pushed deeper in and finally he was balls deep inside me. It hurt bad, he stayed there and flexed his dick and the guy in front of me was coaching me through telling me to breath and to relax my hole. Three or four minutes later the guy behind me started to pull out and my breathing eased but then he slowly slides all the way back in and I could not help but make a high-pitched noise when he got close to bottoming out inside me and again the guy slapped my head and the guy in front of me said I told you boy. Tears welted up in my eyes again but after another ten minutes of slow fucking my hole gave way and he could really fuck me and another twenty minutes of drilling my ass and making me moan and even cum with my cock still in the cage he finally slides all the way in and unloaded inside me. There you go boy; you are a great little cum dump boy. He slides out and came around and fed me his cock. I could taste my ass, all the cum and some blood on his dick. I cleaned him while the other guy started to clean up my ass and when my rapist had dressed and left the nice guy told me he was going to unfasten me and that I should take a shower and go home but stay there just like you are till I leave. Heard the door and I took my blindfold off and went to the shower and looked in the mirror. Fuck does that mean what I think it means. All those lines on the minus side and only three on the neg side. Could that really mean what I think it means. I got on the shower and cleaned up and text the guy who set this up and asked him what it all meant, and he text back. Oh boy they reversed it. The side will all the line is ow many loads and the other side is how me were eaten out of you. Make sense. I liked his response but somehow it did not seem true. I felt like I should go to the doctor and get something. I know nurses can get PEP if they get exposed. I had to get home but wondered if I should stop and get something. I rushed back to my girl who was not texting and slide into bed with her and tried to sleep.

Wow, cannot believe I never saw this thread, or replied to it before now. I was tall for my age in my teen years and by 1972 I had a drivers lic and a family car I could borrow. Only problem was I lived in rural NY, an hour out of the city, and being out and proud was just not a thing back then. Luckily, the city closest to me had a porn theater, and with my height they never asked for ID . I got my eyes opened to gay sex in all the magazines I bought the 1st year I could drive- so many in fact I ended up with a trash can full of hard core porn, which I thought was well hidden off in the woods ( but which I discovered one day, was not as hidden as I thought- everything gone!) An old man was my first experience ( pre viagra, and it was pretty bad all around) I did find out thru him about a couple other guys he had sex with, all about my age and 1 under a mile from me. I ended up with the neighbor, a year younger than me, in my ass every chance I could get. 1974 came around and I graduated high school, about then the college town had a disco open, and I went to explore. Saw some people I knew, and, a burly girl who looking back had to be a lesbian, at some point that night told me there was another disco that just opened in the next town away, and I would probably really like it. Called the Packing House ( it is apple country upstate after all) I went and saw a lot of men, shirtless and that 70's look, dancing and grabbing each other. My very 1st exposure to a drag queen was that night- she was holding court and called me over due to my height, and proceeded to grab my hand, bend my index finger to my palm , and exclaim oh this boy has a big one to her circle. Naive, I asked what she meant- and she schooled me in all things gay that night, including telling me there was a men only club in the basement, and I should go there. I had to join the club ( Hot Bunz, what else? lol) and got buzzed in. That night I found my 1st dark room, and took at least 10 loads back there. The bar became my go to place as often as I could get away. In September, I headed off to college, in NYC- and 1974 NYC was sensory overload for a horny kid ( animal terms had not been assigned back then, but I was a pig) Oddly, I never had sex in the dorm or even with school mates, but with Times Square porn stores,Adonis male theater, Gaiety, Mans Country baths, Club Baths etc in Manhattan, I had more than enough action off campus. By 1978 and graduation, I had kept tract of each new/unique fucker, and had at least 2,500 guys who fucked me. I moved to Mid America, and the scene was dead, but it existed if you knew the cruising places, or if you went to St Louis on the weekends and the bars and Club Bath. When I met the man who would be my partner in 1981, the man count was 4,500. We did a long distance (6 hrs) relationship for almost 3 years, and while apart a guy has needs, so I was still cruising ( and I doubt he was being celibate too) We moved into a house together and he wanted monogamy, which I really tried to adhere to, but still had some straying . And as a lot of people will tell you, after a year or two of the same sex routine , no matter how much you care for someone, it just doesn't hit that button. Especially if you want the kitchen sink sundae, and he is just interested in a vanilla cone. He was often on the road weekends, and I was at the ABS or the roadside rest area getting some action. It was also at this point I was diagnosed {1987} Post diagnosis our sex life totally died, even with a basket full of condoms I bought to provide him with a safer fuck. (I think the few times we did have sex was likely the only time I had a rubber fuck in all my life) I went into a lull after the HIV diagnosis, and steadfastly refused to go on AZT. After 6 months, he wanted to open the relationship up, we could play around, but never bring the trick to the house, and no getting involved, etc. I had a field day. The rest area was a wooded, red neck adventure land. ABS were plentiful, the park by the zoo had more fuck trails than my ass after a busy night, and thanks to Drummer, I was finding more and more of my kink side. By the time we split in 2000 ( he had broken his own rule and gotten emotionally involved with a guy) my unique , different cock count was almost 10,000. I quit one job I had and transferred to South Florida with the 2nd job I had to begin the next chapter of my life. And Ft Lauderdale in the 90's and early 2000's was wild- a lot of bar sex, sex clubs, computers were coming into use, sites like ManHunt were being used by guys for fast sex. And I had as much as I could manage and still work. Now, some 20 years later, my raw cock/cum count is likely upwards of 25,000 different men. Some I still play with now and then, but the last 18 months has really toned down my slut in a way HIV never did. Oh, and I did finally get on meds in 2001, mostly from all the toll stress the previous 3 years had done to me. Maybe I am a genetically gifted person, or lucky, but now at 34 years since diagnosis, I have not had any hospitalizations due to the virus, and with 1 pill a day have been undetectable 18 years. Oh, 1 other thing in a long tale - I am one of those 110% bottoms. I honestly can count the few times in 50 years of sex that I ever fucked someone- the ex may have gotten it 5 times, and 4 of the times was when I was really pissed off at him lol.

The rest of the night I could only think about the cum in my ass. I thought I got it all out but when I slide my finger in my ass I could still smell cum on my finger. It turned me on, and I had to jack off in the bathroom and I fell asleep trying to picture what the guys I sucked off looks like and I was not sure I had ever been so horny in my life. I tried to put it out of my mind, but it was no use. I finally dozed off and got up early and showered and headed to work. I fought the temptation to go back to the glory hole and check it out at lunch and decided to surf the internet and I stumbled on to a website squirt.org and I joined since it had a section on where glory holes could be found, and I realized there was one in a building two doors down. I read a few of the post and decided it was work a walk to check it out. When I arrived, there were already to guys in two of the three stalls. The middle one was open, and I entered and sat on the toilet. Both buys started tapping their feet, I peeked through the hole on the right and from what I could see there was a guy in sweatpants and a T-shirt holding his dick. He looked lean and in good shape. The other side was a businessman in a dress shirt and tie. I was not sure what to do but I put my fingers up to the hole with the guy in sweats and he stood up and guided his dick through the hole. He was sporting a nice moderately thick 8-inch dick uncut, and I began so suck his dick and he was moaning. The other guy put his dick through the hole although I could not see anything until he knocked on the wall and I pulled off the dick I was sucking, and a huge dick was rock hard pointing right at me, and I began to suck his cock while I held onto his 8 inches and slowly jacked it. I went back and forth for several minutes and then the guy to my right 8 incher pulled out and asked to see my ass. I had cleaned out before I came so I dropped my underwear and showed him my ass while I sucked the other guy’s dick. The guy to my right reached through and felt my ass and then pulled me back to him and lined my hole up with the glory hole and began eating my ass like the skater dude had done. This went on for three to four minutes and then he slides his finger inside me and then and another and just like before his dick slide in me bare and he began to fuck me. It felt amazing and then I heard him breathing heavy and he said take my nut you little slut. He pulled out and said clean my dick boy and I turned around and sucked his dick clean while my ass was pointing toward the hole. I felt the businessman touch my hole and slide his finger inside me and then pull me toward the hole while I was still sucking the other guy’s dick and before I knew it that huge dick was pressing into me, and it hurt. I was making some noise and the guy who just fucked me pulled out of me and held some poppers up to my nose and I inhaled three times each side and I was flying while the guy behind me fucked my hole and 8 to 10 minutes later he shot his load inside me. The guy who gave me the poppers said good boy and he unlocked his door and went to the sink and the businessman also did and I heard businessman say fuck dud you were right; you can find some great ass here. I thought fuck, they planned this entire thing, and they were just waiting for someone like me. I waited for them to leave and sat on the toilet hoping someone would come in and then I heard the door, footsteps the stall door open, close and lock and the guy unbuckled his jeans and they dropped to the floor. He sat down and I peeked through the hole, and it was a middle-aged white guy, good looking and he had a wedding ring on. I tapped my foot and so did he, then he put his finger to the hole, and I stood up and guided my dick through and he began to suck my cock and six or seven minutes later I shot a huge load in his mouth. I walked back to my car knowing I had two loads inside me and as much as I was annoyed that they knew each other and I was getting hard picturing their hot dick and know I had a part of them inside me.

I've been seing a top guy that works at a convenience store/gas station. Since neither of us can host, we meet up in the handicap bathroom at his work. It's not a filthy gas station toilet, but he can be quite ripe and usually pisses on me and my clothes, so the smell of the bathroom mixed with his piss and body oder is a wicked turn on for me now! I get a boner in just about every public restroom cause of Him! 🙂

Part 11 - Sleepy Mumblings Liam carefully picked the prince up and took him to the bedroom, unsure at first if he should undress him. Alex partly woke in his sleepy state managing to get himself undressed. The prince was quiet and a little subdued as Liam watched on finding Alex quite endearing and wondering what was going on in that head of the prince, the complexities that shrouded him, the expectations riding on his shoulders, never having a normal existence. Liam had finally seen a happier side to Alex and some of the looks he found the prince throwing at him when he was not paying attention shone a light of understanding. Coming to realise that maybe, just maybe, his prince was beginning to grow fond of him. He had never experienced being close to a gay man in this way, yes he had gay friends and they were just that, friends. Yet when he accidentally put his arm around Alex's shoulder whilst walking along the beach he felt a warmth and happiness exude from Alex. Liam smiled more to himself still watching Alex undress, he didn't see a gay man in the prince, or even a man for that matter, this was Alex a person who held a royal title and a person who needed him. Alex lay on the bed and fumbled around with the sheets "Good night your highness" Liam said walking towards the door. Alex got under the sheet "Stay with me please?" he mumbled half asleep. Liam looked back over his shoulder and took his hand off the door handle then turned walking back towards the bed without question, he simply undressed them climbed in next to his prince, they both laid on their backs in silence and within minutes were fast asleep. During the night Alex had rolled over on to his side waking Liam up, he stroked Alex's head who responded by nudging closer resting his arm across Liam's chest without waking up. Liam watched him wondering what the palace officials or even his family would say if they saw them right now. He might be the protection officer but how far was too far in protecting the prince, in his eyes he was keeping his charge safe and secure. It had been a rocky few weeks trying to find stable ground between them, he had to admit that Artem was completely right when he told him to get to know the prince properly. Only now did he truly see the lack of confidence and understood the loneliness that was his life. Those were the last things he remembered before waking up with Alex still fast asleep partly in his arm, Liam checked the time it was nearly 9am and he gently reached over to the phone and ordered breakfast and coffee to the suite. Alex could hear a voice and he woke to the unusual scent and feeling of the body next to him, it was partly fragrant, a smell that he knew belonged to his protection officer. His eyes snapped open and he sat bolt upright in embarrassment knowing full well he also had a raging erection, he tried to play it calm and pretend it was nothing. "Hell!" Alex said rubbing his eyes, "What have we done?" he asked looking shocked. Liam hung up the phone "Nothing, you asked me to stay" he replied so casually like it was nothing. Alex looked at him in mild amusement "I did?" he asked gathering the sheet over him. "Here you need a bit more sheet to cover your shame" Liam said smirking. "Stop it" Alex said grabbing all the sheet uncovering a naked Liam, "You are naked!". "So are you your highness" Liam replied making no big deal out of it. Alex blushed going bright red "Breakfast will be here in a minute" Liam informed him. He jumped out of bed and stretched his muscular torso flaunting right in front of Alex who didn't know where to look. He chuckled leaving an embarrassed prince whilst he fetched the bathrobes. Alex stayed shrouded in the sheet in total embarrassment then giggled like a little child having caught of glimpse of Liam's arse that looked amazing, returning from the bathroom he threw a bathrobe on the bed just in time as the butler arrived with their breakfast. Liam went out and instructed him to set it up on the balcony and he was finishing off when Alex appeared from the bedroom with his dignity for the most part still in tact. The butler paused for a moment then bowed and walked out leaving them to enjoy breakfast. Alex shook his head and poured coffee "So much for the anonymity" he remarked. Liam joined him on the balcony "Stop worrying no one else knows who you are" he said. Alex was finding it hard to look at Liam this morning "I am so sorry" he said quietly. "About what?" Liam asked breaking a croissant open, "That I slept with you last night?". Alex shyly nodded "You didn't freak out being in bed with me?" he asked. Liam laughed "Should I have freaked out then?" he asked like nothing happened. "No, well I don't know" Alex said watching him, "It is... Well me gay and you straight". "Alex we are going to be close, I didn't expect that close admittedly" Liam replied smiling. "You are so confusing" Alex said scratching his head then thinking to himself. "Listen it is stupid having two suites when this one has two bedrooms" Alex said leaning forward. Liam put his cup down "I am not sleeping you with every night" he said, "But you are right". Alex poured more coffee "So you will take the other bedroom then?" he asked. Liam nodded "Yes, plus it means I can watch your every move in more detail" he replied smiling. Alex put his cup down "Last night Liam, it was a bit tipsy and it didn't mean anything" he said. Liam watched him carefully staying quiet "I mean I wasn't coming on to you" Alex said. Liam raised an eyebrow then laughed "I know" he said watching Alex whilst peeling an orange. "Why are you so calm about this?" Alex asked trying to work Liam out. Liam looked at him "I got the feeling you needed someone with you" he said. Alex stared in to his cup. "I get you Alex, well almost" Liam said sympathetically. Alex half smiled looking like a scared child "Am I that obvious?" he asked. "Going to public life, coming out. That is a hell of lot to cope with" Liam said understanding him. Alex slowly nodded "You see why I get wound up easily, I feel so trapped, stuck nowhere to hide". Liam leaned forward "Alex I want to help but you have to realise that and be open with me". "I know" Alex replied in a quiet tone, "It is not your job to help me". Liam looked curiously at him. "This whole transition in to public life" Alex explained. "Be open and talk to me if you are struggling Alex, I am here if you need me" Liam spoke honestly. "Yes and thank you" Alex replied heaving a huge sigh of relief. "Beach day?" Liam suggested and Alex nodded. "Food though" Alex said hunting for some hangover cure, "I need food". Liam laughed and went into the suite calling the butler to bring a hot breakfast for the prince. He certainly felt a lot better after eating. Max walked down to the beach where the attendant was setting up three sunbeds for him, looking over at the suite building he saw the balcony guy having breakfast in his robe with the muscled guy. He could make out they were laughing and very cosy when Gareth arrived fresh from the gym and noticed Max was distracted looking at the upper floor of the building. 'Lovers' he remarked and Max looked at him nodding then joined Gareth for a swim. Alex sat there looking out over the beach and various sunbeds starting to be occupied, the large Balinese bed style one was the only one fully set up with cushions and towels. Liam was instructing the butler to move his things to the second bedroom of the royal suite who nodded and set about clearing the breakfast things. Alex returned from a quick shower wearing his baseball cap and sunglasses, shorts and carrying his t-shirt. He walked with Liam down the stairs to the suite so Liam could change in to his beach wear then they walked out across the sand. The beach attendant knew off by heart who all the top VIP guests were and spotted Alex and Liam crossing the beach and immediately picked up water bottles and ice bucket placing it by the Balinese bed. He walked towards them smiling. "Good morning sirs" Tomas said cheerily, "May I take your things" he said holding his hand out. Alex smiled "Thank you, can we have two sunbeds please?" he asked. "The Balinese bed sir for our top guests" Tomas replied leading them towards it. Liam looked at Alex "You alright sharing that?" he asked. Alex chuckled "You slept with me last night" he replied, "I might be able to cope". Gareth was now watching the two guys arriving and turned to Max commenting that the muscled one is hot and the twink would definitely be a push over and he was going to give him a good boning. Max gave a fake smile knowing that even if they were a couple it wouldn't stop Gareth having a crack at the younger cute one, after all he didn't really go for muscular guys since he liked to dominate twinks and punish their arse with his cock. Alex got his first proper close look at the guy he spotted on the beach and at dinner the previous evening. He was certainly nice looking and in his mind had a perfect body that wore tattoos well. His mind wandering off watching the guy from behind his sunglasses until he felt a sharp sting on his leg from Liam slapping him. "Ouch!" Alex said rubbing the spot, "What was that for?" he asked. Liam had a very broad grin on his face "I know what you are doing" he replied. "I am admiring the scenery" Alex said casually waving his hand in the air trying not to look at Liam. Liam laughed quietly "Yeah right!" he remarked, "Never mind, probably the muscle guy". Alex shook his head "Not at all, you see you don't know me that well". Liam leaned up to take another look "The one with the tattoos?" he now asked in surprise. "Not so ordinary Liam, he looks like perfection to me" Alex replied dreamily. "It may shock you that this is not everything" Alex added referring to Liam's muscles. Liam smirked "You like feeling them though" he said so assumingly that Alex laughed. "Anyway you need someone to keep you happy, be an equal" Liam said taking Alex by surprise. "Fat chance of that happening" Alex replied, "If I was ordinary like him then I could". Liam nodded "I doubt weather he" he said nodding towards the guy, "would be good enough". "Why?" Alex replied interested in hearing his point of view. "Not royal enough" Liam said, "Your parents and government would need to approve". Alex nodded and laid down "I know. I need sex Liam, why am I horny all the time?" he replied. Liam laid down "Nothing wrong with being young and horny, but man you are bad at it" he said grinning. "One night you had to rescue me!" Alex remarked, "Okay I was in over my head" he said. "Finally an admission" Liam replied laughing, "He would have destroyed you". Alex turned his head looking at the guy "Maybe I am not cut out for this either" he sad sadly. Liam patted his leg "Take your time Alex there is no rush" he said confidently. Alex touched Liam's bicep "How serious is your thing with the queens maid?" he asked. "Dam, how did you know that?" Liam asked then nodded, "Artem" he said knowing full well. "Tighten it" Alex said and waited for Liam to flex his muscle, "Nice but not my thing". Liam smiled "I told you I am way too good for you" he replied then burst out laughing. Alex laughed then looked all seriously at Liam "You and me are we good now?" he asked nervously. Liam took his sunglasses off and leaned up so he was face to face with Alex, his arm pulled Alex in for a hug and kissed his prince once on each cheek which had Alex trembling all over, 'Yes' Liam said. There was never really any doubt in Liam's head, he had found great affection for Alex, yet despite the disparity between their lives Alex was so a grounded, sound and down to earth that hated a lot of the protocol formalities and just wanted a normal existence when around people he knew. Liam had the upper hand and knew each every one of the men who had been with Alex, from Jackson, the man in the bar, Alfonso and now Felipe. The one he didn't know about was Prince Andreas and his attempt to force himself on Alex. Max watched from his sunbed at the tender moment between balcony guy and his now obvious lover, he was sure there was some minor flirting happening last night in the buffet. Or maybe he was reading to much in hopeful anticipation. Alex felt a lot happier and looked at Liam "Guess I am stuck with you then?" he asked. Liam chuckled "Too right!" he replied, "I am going to watch you like a hawk". "Even when I have sex?" Alex asked jokingly. Liam glanced at him "If I have to I will. My job is to keep you safe and protect you". Alex rolled on to his stomach "I know" he mumbled looking at Liam, Thank you". "Liam" Alex spoke leaning up, "Can you teach me some self defence?" he asked. He looked curiously at the prince "Why on earth do you want to know self defence?" Liam responded. Alex shrugged "To get out of awkward situations I guess, not to hurt people" he replied. "You can start by going to the gym" Liam said closing his eyes and smiling. Alex exaggerated a yawn "Boring" he said, "You going to take me then?" he asked. "Sure, if you are serious" Liam replied opening one eye then picking up his book. Alex looked out over the ocean "Can I go for a swim?" he asked. "Alex you don't need to ask, only tell me where you are going" Liam replied. "But you may, don't go out of my view. I will join you shortly if you like" Liam added. Alex stood up and looked at Liam who handed him his baseball cap telling him to wear it so he didn't burn his head. He nodded and put it on then walked down to the calm almost still water of the Indian Ocean. Alex glanced back at Liam who was sat up reading and glancing up to make sure he could see his prince at all times. He waded in to the water with a slight smile on his face, it was like a weight had been lifted around the burden of having Liam watching over him, he no longer felt oppressed by that and was really enjoying his company every moment they were together. Alex had friends who were all in his social class yet he still couldn't be just Alex around them, he was royal and his friends never forgot that. Alex swam around in a slow hypnotic state, he couldn't stop thinking about waking up this morning with Liam naked in bed next to him. It was a massive breach of royal protocol on both their sides, and if there was one person who he never thought would break protocol it was his protection officer. Despite that he knew in his head that in the last 24 hours they understood each other better and the signs of a strong trust between them was growing, his protection officer took his job very seriously except Alex strangely felt he had more freedom now. He was beginning to understand how attached his family got to their protection officers and why it allowed them a little more freedom to come and go from the palace. "You didn't get very far" came a voice interrupting his thoughts. He smiled at Liam. "I am in no rush to go anywhere" Alex replied, his voice so mellow caught Liam out. They stared at each other for a moment then Liam picked Alex up "Lazy swimmer" he remarked. Alex chuckled bent over Liam's shoulder "Have you no respect for royalty?" he asked. "Not with you" Liam replied swinging Alex around in water. Alex couldn't stop giggling then finally found his voice "Stop showing off" he said. "Give them something to watch" Liam replied knowing full well what he was referring to. "You are doing it deliberately to ruin any chances of a shag" Alex replied giggling. Eventually letting go of Alex the two of them sawm around in circles mocking each other. Liam seeing a completely different side to the prince who was energetic and full character when he was relaxed and completely at ease. Without even trying Alex had charmed Liam and watching him as they played around in the sea completely letting go of his worries made Liam smile. His father the King was not wrong, Liam had met with the King after being appointed and was given a brief of how unhappy and afraid Alex was feeling. He made a promise to the King that if anything worried him he would report back immediately. Then his boss the head of the crown protection advise Liam to take a watchful but chilled manner with Alex, it was by no means an easy feat for Liam, having been well trained to watch out for danger he never imagined it would involve babysitting a spoilt brat as he referred to it at the time. His eyes had been truly opened in how misguided he was about the young prince, there he was a young man that could charm the pants off anyone he met. Alex splashed water at Liam and laughed swimming away quickly, Liam refusing to give chase having seen the prince swim yesterday he knew he was a capable swimmer, he swam with such ease and speed it was uncanny. Alex realised the direction he was swimming was close to the three men and he slowed down about to swim around in a circle back towards Liam. "Wow you are one amazing swimmer" came a voice to his left and Alex glanced stopping. Gareth swam perilously close to Alex "Thanks" he replied looking at his muscled arms. Something unnerved Alex about him "I swim back" he said nervously. "Boyfriend or husband?" Gareth asked nodding towards Liam in a cocky arrogant manner. Alex smirked diving under the water and swimming off "Well?" Max asked arriving. Gareth shrugged "Didn't get an answer from him" he replied, "Nervous guy though". Max rubbed his face with water "Whoever the other guy is he doesn't look happy". Gareth glanced over "What is his problem, I was only talking to the twink" he said to Max. "Well if he likes muscled guys his boyfriend might be a little jealous" Max replied. "A little?" Gareth replied puffing out his chest, "He should be jealous and keep an eye on him". Max laughed "You are not that good G" he replied getting splashed in the face. Liam dived under the water and surfaced rising out of the sea with Alex over his shoulder again who was laughing and play punching at Liam to let him go. Liam made his way out of the water carrying Alex who glanced around and noticed the two guys watching in envy. Liam finally dumped Alex on the Balinese bed and smiled down at him. Alex chuckled looking up "Were you jealous?" he asked rubbing his own chest seductively. Liam grabbed Alex by the ankles laughing "Nope, you did not look very comfortable". "Oh, you noticed?" Alex asked staring up at Liam who nodded. Liam grabbed the chilled water bottle from the ice bucket "Water?" he asked. "Yes please" Alex replied watching Liam drink one mouthful. Liam took another swig then spat it over the prince "Stop it!" Alex cried out laughing. "Here you go precious one" Liam said handing the bottle to Alex. Alex grabbed the bottle "You have crossed boundaries once too many times" he said. Alex drank and handed the bottle back "I like it" he said looking at Liam. "What me?" Liam replied putting the bottle back in the ice bucket. Alex chuckled and settled back enjoying the sun "So full of yourself!" he remarked contently. Liam sat next to him and laid down "I know, but you never actually complain" he said smirking. Alex giggled and then strangely found himself with Liam's arm around his neck and his hand stroking his head. Neither of them spoke and Alex dozed whilst Liam kept one eye on the group of men who were now taking frequent glances in their direction. The more he saw of the one with the tattoos he could see why Alex was so preoccupied with him, his body language was confident and at the same time there was unmistakable element of shyness. It many ways his mannerisms appeared awkwardly similar to his prince, maybe Alex was attracted to him in a deeper way he was yet to understand. Alex stirred opening his eyes and rubbing them "You watching over me?" he asked sleepily. "Of course I am" Liam replied, I need to go cool off" he said standing up. Alex flipped over on to his stomach facing towards the ocean admiringly watching his protection officer's fine physique walking into the ocean before he dived under. He smiled watching Liam taking a leisurely swim noticing that every few seconds he would look over at Alex to make sure the prince was safe. Alex took a swig of the chilled water and stood up stretching making his way to the waters edge where he sat down with his feet being caressed by the cooling small gentle waves, watching Liam was fast becoming his new favourite thing to do. It was strange watching him knowing that the man swimming around had been in his bed, giggling to himself he wondered what Jackson would make of all of this. A large sigh escaped his mouth as he laid his head down on the bed enjoying the feeling of the sun on his body. Paradise was all he could think of right now, clam, collect, without a care in the world where everything crashed together and Alex had found his happy place for the moment.

3 years ago, just after being reintroduced to the uninhibited joys of chemsex, I had a business trip to Vegas on my schedule. The meeting was set up for 2 days at the Cosmopolitan hotel on the Vegas Strip. The schedule for meetings was pretty full so I decided to behave the first 2 days of the trip and then let loose after the other members of the group departed for home. Well, the best laid intentions don't always work out. I couldn't stand how horny I was as we touched down at the airport the night prior to the meetings. I got to the hotel, checked in to an amazing room and began to search for T. Naive as I was I thought there was some sort of "honor code" from those offering to sell to me. I've since discovered that there is very little if no honor in most dealers. I"m fortunate to have a great one at home that I trust. Anyway I hopped on To Grindr and sTarTed searching for the profiles ThaT mighT give me some clues. Much like the prior sentence. Within a short scan I saw the clues. I reached out to the profile and was told they would be able to supply whatever I wanted. They were just across the strip from me at Planet Hollywood. I was instructed to be in the lobby by the elevator in 30 minutes. Bonus was 1 of the 2 guys in the profile was a massage therapist and would give a great massage if I wanted as well. I was told they were brothers--1 gay the other bi-ish. TheGrindr profile pic looked hot. Super fucking horny and ready for some adventure I emptied my wallet of the excess cash that I wouldn't need and placed it in the safe. I douced, showered, pulled on a metal cock ring, dressed with a jock under my jeans( just in case) and off I went headed to Planet Hollywood. When I got to the elevator lobby i texted the guys. Within minutes the bi brother was there. I hopped on the elevator with him to go to their room and make the deal. He then informed me that his supplier was running late and that once in the room I could give him my cash and he'd go meet his supplier and be back to the room in no time. Dumb, trusting me (remember the honor code) handed him a sizable amount of cash and he was gone. While I waited his brother, the hot gay one, would keep me occupied in their room. I was ok with that and while i sat on 1 of the 2 beds in the room he was out the door and off. Now let me fill in a few of the details that had been left off in the Grindr profile as well as any discussion to the point of walking into their hotel room. 1). Tney were brothers. The slightly older was bi, the runner for supplies, the talker and the ringmaster. 2). Brother 2 was a mid 20's blond with a slight build and looked like the pic in the profile on Grindr EXCEPT according to them he was in the Army and the victim of a roadside bomb in Iraq. He lost the left side of his entire body, well, almost. He could walk with a limp and the entire left side of his face was in the process of being reconstructed. His left arm dangled at his side. When he spoke he could barely make the words understandable. Such a shame cuz he was a great looking guy. That had me overly sympathetic to these 2 so while we waited for bi Brother to get back I attempted to have a conversation with brother 2. It wasn't long and bi brother was back in the room and had found success with the party supplies. He suggested we all try a sample and asked if I had ever "parachuted" anything before. I had no clue what that was however I dumbly said, "sure I love that." He said "Great" and went into the bathroom to prepare each of us a "parachute" of the party favors I had just purchased. Within a few minutes he emerged with 3 small "packets" wrapped in toilet paper. These were the parachutes. He handed one to me the other to brother 2 and on the count of 3 raised his to his mouth dropped it in and swallowed. I followed suit as did brother 2. Now the night would become interesting. .... NOTE TO EVERYONE-I learned that I never allow anyone now to prepare anything as a party supply without me seeing all of it. I do the same for anyone I party with as well. When dosing anything I either allow them to do their own or if they don't want that I make sure they see what I am doing. Why do I share this? Because of what happens next..... Bi brother suggests that for a mere $40 he would give me a full nude massage. I said sure, peeled off my clothes and laid face down on the bed, He stripped to his underwear and crawled on top of me and began the rub down. Within a few minutes I was out cold. There was more in that parachute than just a little T. I still to this day don't know what it was but it was powerful. At some point I regained consciousness and shot straight up on the bed gasping for air. (1 would think that's G but I don't think it was that caused this). I felt I couldn't catch my breath at all. Both brothers laughed and said something to the effect of "It's a great buzz isn't it?" I then stumbled to the bathroom cuz I had this strong urge to pee. I stood swaying over the toilet, dick in my hand, feel like i was going to piss the bed just moments before and now couldn't pee a drop. I then came back to the bedroom flopped down on the bed and tried to just enjoy the buzz. For the next period of time I made a number of trips to the bathroom, thinking I needed to pee only to return without doing so. Laying on the bed in only a jock Bi Brother suggested we get some other guys to party with. I must have told him I was chatting up a really hot escort earlier in the night. Somehow he got my phone and called the guy. He asked me that if we got him there would I cover his fee. In my increasingly horny stupor I said "SURE". Rentboy arrives a short time later, I pay him his fee. He stripped, stroked his amazing cock a few times and bent me over in front of the 2 brothers and proceeds to fuck me. Fuck I never thought I would find being fucked in front of others hot, but tonight I did! The harder he pounded my ass the more I begged for him to give me more. He pushed me over to the other bed where the brothers had their dicks out stroking them. He shoved my mouth down on bi brothers hard cock to shut me up. I swallowed his 7" in 1 move all the way to his balls. No gag reflex existed in that moment. I swallowed his cock stifling my loud moans of pure ecstasy. This was fantasy material for me. Never before had I ever been "spit roasted" by 2 dudes. In my fuzzy state of mind I was in heaven! Rentboy pushed me on to the bed face down pounded me as deep as his 8" rock hard cock would go a few more strokes then flipped me over. He shoved a pillow under my ass and pulled me, legs in the air, to the very edge of the bed. With my ass framed by my jockstrap my pulsing hole was totally exposed to everyone in the room. Rentboy challenged bi brother to stick his cock in my hungry hole. I must have turned bi brother on with my cocksucking because before I knew it he as pushing my legs toward my ears and plunging his cock into my ass. A few strokes later he was breeding me with his load. I could feel his cock expand just as he exploded. He shoved his cock as deep as he could and left that spunk deep in my guts. He collapsed on top of me, out of breathe. Rentboy quickly rolled him off of me and onto the bed cuz he was about to explode. He turned me on to my left side and with my right leg pitched forward he slid all 8" in to my ass from my pitched forward hips. Lifting my right leg toward the ceiling it gave him a wide open gaping hole to slide and then shoot into. He did just that. Filling me with my 2nd load for that night. Out of breath he laid on top of me letting his cock stay buried in my ass, working as a plug for the 2 loads I had just gotten. I clenched my ass tight around his cock. Attempting to milk it and bring it back to hard just in the off chance I could get him to give me another load. He laughed, slapped my ass as he pulled out slowly and said he had to get to the airport. He was flying to NY early that morning to spend the weekend with a client. Damn. I wanted that man so much at that moment. Grateful for what had just happened I grabbed my wallet from my jeans, pulled out a generous amount of cash and handed it to Rentboy as a tip. I laid back on the bed and I was out cold for the 2nd time that night. Not sure what time it was but I was awakened by the ringing of a phone. It went off for what seemed like forever. I then heard brother 2 answer and have some conversation with someone. Suddenly he's shaking be awake. Telling me I have to leave immediately because his sister was downstairs in the casino and on her way up to his room. He sounded very panicked. I could barely open my eyes let alone find my clothes, dress and leave his room. Somehow I did just that. I found myself down in the lobby of the hotel, trying to remember which direction it was to my hotel. I wandered around, actually stumbled around on the street out front for a few minutes before realizing my hotel was just across the strip. With the visual in sight, I was able to find the pedestrian bridge, cross Las Vegas Blvd. and enter back into my hotel. I had stayed here many times before so even in my altered state I was able to find my elevator and get back to my room. I walk in my room, flopped down on the bed and immediately grabbed my phone to go on Grindr, after what had just happened I was still so horny I could barely stand it. I looked at the alarm clock next to the bed and saw it was 5:15 am. FUCK I didn't have to be anywhere until 10 a.m. that day. I needed to find another top to take care of the incredible need to be fucked again that I was feeling..what happened next will come in the next post.....

Part 1 I love anonymous cum dump play at motels. Have had several successes (one, 18 loads from 16 guys - one guy came back for seconds and thirds.) There have also been some flood; but that’s to be expected. The last time I had a scene like this was the one with 18 loads. Hole remained tight and held the loads until the next morning, walking through Target, I could feel the cum dripping down my leg. I think some guys could smell it as they kept staring at me. Went into the bathroom and held my hand under my hole and let all the cum out. Just as I was about to use it to jerk off, the door opened and a guy walked in. Bypassed the urinals and stopped right in front of my stalk, standing and watching me through the crack. I sat and waited, clock hard and sticking up. Guy, who I thought may be plain clothes security, unzipped his pants, fished his cock out. I heard him whisper, “Open your door, i can smell your need for cock. We all can.” Figuring, “What the hell,” I unlocked and opened the door. There in front of me was one of the guys I noticed, bearded, late 30s probably, with a ring on the finger. Married straight guy. JACKPOT!!! Knowing my role, I stood up, turned around and showed him my ass. I reached my hand back, filled with spunk, and rubbed some in my crack and into my hole. I was shocked and very turned on when the guy grabbed my hand and pulled it to his dick, telling me, “Lube me up faggot.” I stroked his cock, making sure to lube his head and shaft heavily. “Enough. Spread ‘em fag.” I kicked off my shorts from one foot, spread my legs to get a good stance, and then reached back to spread my cheeks as ordered. “Fuck, faggot, you look like you had some fun.” He stepped forward, placed his cock head at my hole and told me, “Be quiet.” With that he rammed in balls deep in one thrust and I fought to hold in the scream. Even with all the fucks, it hurt like hell. He did not waste time, or allow me to get used to his dick. He began tucking me hard and fast, telling me, “The wife’s waiting for me.” I moaned in ecstasy when he said this. He laughed and said, “You know it faggot. She won’t let me do this to her,” pulling all the way out before slamming all the way back in. “Gods thing that faggot sluts like you are so horny for straight guys and will bend over whenever we tell you.” He proceeded to stop talking and intensify his pounding of my cunt. He slammed in one more time, telling me, “Take my straight load in your cunt faggot.” He shot several times before pulling out. I immediately spun around and dropped to my knees. I engulfed his cum covered cock to the base, cleaning it, his pubes and balls of all traces of cum. “Fuck yeah, full service faggot. Hole and cleaning. Back off, I gotta take a wicked piss.” I only tightened my lips, looked up at him and nodded. “No fucking way.” He released and pissed down my throat. He shoved his clean and soft cock back in his pants. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, “Give me your number. I’m going to need that cunt more.” I scribbled my number on some toilet paper and handed it to him. He stuffed it in his pocket and walked out. Fast forward six years, married, started partying, but fewer allowances to do scenes like this. Until now. Husband had to go out of town for a week to “Find himself.” That’s great, you do that. I will find myself in my own way. I placed adds on BBRTS, Grindr and anywhere else I could think of. Still mourn the loss of Craigslist personals. About 8 guys expressed interest. So I reserved a room at a cheap, rundown motel in Denver and drove up Saturday. I checked in and realized this was the perfect setting. Room was a bed, table and bathroom. Lighting was already dim with only two lights. The bed was king size, trashy blanket and sheets. Most important - the door was not an new door. Latch on top fir safety, but heavy and out of shape. I could push the food halfway closed, and it wouldn’t move easily. Perfect for it to remain open. After cleaning out very deeply (never know what might come up) I placed very explicit and direct ads on all the sites: “Anonymous motel pump n dump. Hotel name and room number sent in first reply; no long messaging. Door is open, room dimly lit. I’ll be face down, ass up, blindfold optional. You knock, cum in, fuck me, breed me and leave. Multiple cummers can stay and fuck as long as you need. Otherwise, you need to get going, no staying to watch. Here are the rules: no making appointments. You show up and take your chance of walking in on me getting fucked, or another coming in while you’re fucking me. If you’re not down with this, then this isn’t the scene for you. Only limits are women/pain/blood and the like. Fucking can be mild to wild, your choice. I can take it hard, so feel free. Primary focus is on getting fucked and seeded, but other stuff can be involved, if it goes there.” Within 10 minutes, I was getting hits on Grindr but had to deny some who wanted to use condoms; did you even read the ad? The first wave of responses included 5 successful catches who said they could be there anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes. One actually piqued my interest as his first message was, “Fuck boy, I’m gonna take that ass apart. But I want to ask you a question first.” I thought about deleting him until he sent a picture of his cock and the PA that was in it. I responded back, “Fuck I need that cock. What’s the question?” He responded quickly, “You party?” Fuck, the question that always causes a challenge. If I respond honestly, some guys get turned off. If I lie and say no, some guys end chat right away. I looked over at the nightstand where my bag of T shards was sitting. I thought about how to respond, and devised a plan. I replied, “Never done it, fantasized about it. Even came close a few times, but chickened out each time. You party?” No response for a couple minutes and I began to give up and check other responses. Then his message came in. “Yeah boy, I party and love getting boys like you spun up and use you. I have enough T to get you going. Wanna do it this time? No chickening out or turning back?” I knew, this was going to be a chance to fulfill two fantasies at once: getting raw fucked by a guy with a PA and to possibly get stealth drugged. I replied, “How will it work, what if I say no?” His reply was direct, “You won’t say no to me faggot. Now, am I doing you or not? I’m ending chat after this if you don’t answer correctly.” Not wanting to appear to eager, I took about 90 seconds to think about it. I replied, “yes,Sir,” and gave him the hotel name and room number, along with a map. His response was simple, “I know the place. 30 minutes until your life changes boy. Hopefully, you’ll be loaded for me. I don’t use lube.” With that, the chat disappeared from the window. I checked all the other sites, sent out info and was alerted to a new message on Adam 4 Adam. Simply said, “in parking lot.” I closed my tablet, hid it under mattress. I quickly lubed a finger to open my hole. I grabbed a nice sized shard from the bag, which joined the tablet. Little more lube on fingers and shard. Shoved it as deep and as hard as possible up my ass. It began burning as I heard a knock on the door, followed by it opening. Here we go.

Glory Holes have been around as long as there have been men's rooms. But what's their true purpose? Obviously for Cocks to get sucked off by men that crave it. But, there's another, deeper function too. When there's a public room (i.e. men's rest room), with one or more glory holes carved into the partitions, it focuses all the attention on only one thing: Lust. The need to suck a Cock off, feel the rush when it pumps Sperm down the throat or up the gut. Glory holes are seldom bigger than they need to be to get the Cock/balls through and mate with a hungry mouth or hole. This fact actually reduces our concentration to the lowest common denominator. If you happen to like beefy guys, and the Cock on the other side of the partition is so skinny he could walk through a harp, you won't know or care. The only important thing is the hard Cock staring back at you through the gh. If you like skinny guys, and the guy on the other side is beefy, you won't see or care. All you care is there's a man that needs to sate his Lust, just as you need to sate yours. Whether the Cock pumps sperm down your throat or up your Hole, the important thing - boiled down to it's lowest common denominator - is hard raw Cock mating with hungry raw Hole. There are no other considerations available. Of course, in a bar/"bookstore"/whatever known for raw pigsex, men will cruise each other and head to the john to complete the act of mating with each other(s). But in general, glory holes serve a magnificent purpose by filtering out all the unnecessary distractions, allowing us to focus on only our Lust, the need to mate with our brothers, the craving to pitch or catch sperm. Maybe you finish and see the guy as he leaves, and think to yourself "oh fuck - did I actually suck that mess off?" Or, "oh fuck - that guy is hotttt - I want/need more" and go get his contact information. In either case, the act of mating with your brothers has taken place, as it will again and again and again. Glory Holes serve a crucially important function: it's all about lust - all about mating. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm. Whether at a group breeding orgy, a glory hole, in an alley, at your place or his, wherever. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm.

So we all know that exchanging our sperm - either up the Hole or down the throat - is how most of us need to assuage our Lusts. The Hole gets fucked full, and he's happy. The Cock shoots his load, and he's happy. But sperm - particularly PigSperm - is precious, and should never be wasted. I keep my breeding events limited to 5, maybe 6 men, because that's really all it takes for every guy to get deeply into celebrating his Lusts. Also, I don't want a bunch of guys wandering around my house. There are other venues for big orgies anyway. The following is mostly for the Top, but can be useful for the bottom too. Here's the cool way to insure that sperm never gets waisted: 1. if you don't already have some, pick up a few shot glasses. They should be the kind that are tapered inside, with the line around the upper part that marks the volume of a shot of booze. 2. Put several around the playroom, and tell every guy that the "House Rule" is, if you're gonna shoot your load and you're not inside a guy (Hole or throat), then grab one of the shot glasses and pump your load into it. Sperm on the floor doesn't do any guy any good. 3. If some guy has to use a shot glass, great. Hopefully the sperm goes where it's needed - deep in the gut of a hotassed Hole - but if some guy shoots into a shotglass, better that than wasted. 4. After the event is over, collect any shot glasses with cum in them, and pour the sperm into just one. Don't fill any higher than the "shot-of-booze" line, or frost may form and mess up the plastic wrap - fill one that far and start another if you have to. 5. Cover the sperm-filled shot glass with plastic wrap and pop it in the freezer. Same if there's a partially filled one. A day or three later, take the glass out of the freezer, and have a condom handy. Warm the glass slightly in your hands, juuuuust enough to loosen the frozen sperm, so you can get it out of the glass (thumbnail, small knive, whatever). Transfer it to the condom, smaller end down (where the cumbag is on the condom), so the thicker (in circumference) frozen load is on top. Tie off the condom and return it to the freezer; I like to keep them suspended in some little jar, so it keeps it's "upside down Hershey's spermKiss" shape. Next time you're breeding a Hole sweating for sperm, go get it out of the freezer, tear the condom open and pop the "SpermKiss" in your mouth. Then, when you start sucking the Hole, shove it in with your tongue, making sure the narrower end goes in first. Presto !!! Freshly spermed Hole for you to enjoy, a special treat for the Hole you're gonna breed, and plenty of appropriate lube !!! If the bottom asks who's sperm it is you just tonguefucked up his Hole, just say something like .... oh - lots of guys, what do you care? If there was any unbred sperm in any of the other glasses, keep adding sperm to it until it's reached the "shot-of-booze" marker. Even if you just jack a load out, don't waste the load. It's alll about Cock/Hole/Sperm

I was cruising the baths, just checking out who was there. I spotted this black guy who looked hot standing in the doorway to his room. The next time I went by, he stepped back inside. Not knowing if that was because he wanted me to follow, I stopped. He was standing there rubbing the front of his towel. Nice! The kid was hot--handsome, nicely defined upper bod, and hair buzzed real short. I love how that feels, and I definitely wanted to see what he was packing under the towel. I steped into his room and felt what was under the towel. Nice long thick uncut hard bone snaking down his thigh. Tasty. I asked if I could go down on him, and he just said, "shut the door." Then he slowly peeled off the towel and sat back on the bed, legs open wide and hanging over the edge. "Go for it, man" is all he had to say. God, I love black meat and how it tastes and smells. I was working him the best I knew how, hoping he'd pump me a load. After getting him rock hard and nuzzling his balls, he reached behind me and put his hand on my ass. "you're good," he said, but this is what I want." he slid off the bed and started working my hole with his tongue. I was so horned up at the thought of a black jock dude fucking me that I just relaxed and let him munch. He stood up and put the ti of his cock at my crack and pushed in gently. He just slid in, no mention of a condom. He started to push deeper and it hurt, but I didn't want to lose him. I could barely take it, and he just kept telling me to relax, it would be ok. Fuck, he was so handsome, and having this stud drilling me was amazing. Seeing his jacked black bod against my white skin turned me on big time. In one smooth move like a wrestler, he got me on my back without ever pulling out. All of a sudden, I was on my back with his arms holding my kegs apart and over his thick shoulders. At that point I knew I was gonna get bred, and he said he was into "taking tight white boys who think they like black cock." Fuck. He was taking long slow strokes, pulling all the way out and punching back into my wet hole. His cock was like a heat-seeking missile--perfect aim like it knew where it belonged each time. It was getting painful for me, but he told me to be quiet. I asked if he was gonna breed me, and he just smiled, adding "like you got a choice." he was fucking me deep and hard, and I could feel the sweat on him. Then he went deep and froze. He didn't grunt or moan, he just froze and I knew he was shooting deep. You could see it in his eyes that were drilling me like his beautiful long cock. Slowly he pulled out and let my legs unfold. He was picking up my towel and I knew it was because he'd drained his balls deep in my ass, which no longer felt tight. In fact, it felt ridiculously loose! He just patted my ass and said thanks, "I needed that, and so did you." I didn't shower and went home knowing I had a full load of hot cum onside me. He was the one I wanted, and even though I thought I was there to suck some hot cocks, I loved knowing that this ripped black stud had just seeded my ass big time. Kinda made my week!

I It was just like any other day. Same routine just a different environment. I had gotten a new job up north and it was about to be a month working there. I was new to this area and wasn’t use to all the attention from all the locals. A lot of hot guys and not enough time haha. It was a Friday afternoon. I had just gotten to work. Less busy then normal. Since it was slow I decided to hop on my phone and check the apps. So many hot guys and here I was stuck at work. I thought, maybe I can set something up for later tonight. I was really horny and needed some attention. I came across this profile of this really cute guy. Right as I was checking his profile, I got a message. It was from him. “Hey there. What’s up?” He asked. “Hey. Nothing much. Just here at work.” I replied. I don’t know why I got so nervous all of sudden, he was so hot. Definitely my type. Everything pretty much checked off on my list. “Nice. Any plans after?” He asked. I really didn’t have nothing to do after. Plus, I normally prep before leaving anywhere in case of situations like this. He was so hot. I definitely wouldn’t mind getting plowed by him tonight. ”None yet. But I’m open to some ideas.”I responded. Now I was excited for work to be over. This guy was just so sexy. Good thing I was clean and ready to go. Now just gotta wait for work to be done and the fun can begin. “If you’re up for it, come over after.” He replied. “I’m looking for a hot bottom to have some fun with.” I got turned on at how direct he was with his words. “Yeah. I get off at 7:30pm. I’ll hit you up then. My name is Daniel.” I responded. “I’m Azreal. Can’t wait to meet you.” He responded. Such a sexy name. We exchanged numbers. I continued working since by this time it was getting a little busy. Time will fly by now. The faster work goes by, the faster I can meet up with Azreal. 7:30pm. “Just clocked out.” I texted. “You still wanna meet up?” Awaiting his response, I got nervous. I was really about to hang out with this guy I’ve never met. He was so sexy. “Hey you. Yeah I’m still down. I’ll send you my location.” He responded. He dropped a pin. His address wasn’t far from me. It was actually a five minute walk from work. I’ll be there in no time. “Hey again. I’m right outside.” I texted him. “Cool. I’ll buzz you in. Top floor, first door on the right.” As I made my way up the stairs I got a little tensed. It was just the nerves, but I couldn’t let them get the best of me. Azreal was so hot, and I wanted him deep in me. I knocked on the door. “Hey. Come on in. Make yourself at home.” Azreal said as he was holding the door open. I walked in and took of my shoes. He led me down the hallway towards the living room. It was a little smokey. “Did you just finished smoking?” I asked. I noticed a tray on the table. There was a pipe and a jar on it. Never seen anything like that before. Maybe this is what he was smoking. “Yeah. I can pack the bowl if you want a hit. Can I get you a drink?” He asked. “Yes please. I’ll take a coke if you have any?” He went to the kitchen to grab my drink. I patiently waited for him. I was still amazed by the tray that was on the table. “Here you are.” He handed me a can of coke already open. I didn’t realized how thirsty I was, I drunk it so fast. “Thirsty huh?” He asked. “If you need another just let me know.” He smiled. He had a nice smile. I started to feel a little dizzy. Maybe from drinking the coke so fast. Couldn’t really understand what Azreal was saying to me. I simply nodded my head. Next thing you know I felt some hands on my waist. “You’re so sexy. Thank you for coming over. How are you feeling?” He asked. I felt a little dizzy, almost drunk even. I felt his hands going up my shirt. So warm. “I feel…..I feel hot.” I felt like I was slurring my words. I unbuckled my pants, or did he do that. I don’t know. I opened my eyes and I saw my legs were up. Pants and undies were off. I felt a wet tongue on my hole. It felt so good. I let out a moan. “You like that?” Azreal asked. “I got something else you’re gonna really like.” I felt a finger on my hole. He was trying to push it in. I normally don’t like being fingered. However, I was so hot and bothered, that I really didn’t want to complain. He starting fingering me. In and out the finger went. I let out another moan. “Please fuck me, please.” I said to him. I want him deep in me. My hole was craving his cock. “As you wish.” He said, “But first let me open you up a little bit.” He reached over to the tray and grabbed the jar that was next to the pipe. “What’s…….tha—“ I couldn’t get my sentence out. His finger felt so good in my ass. Another moan escaped my lips. “You’re really tight. This will help relax you.” I felt him pushing whatever he took out the jar into my ass. It burned a little. Then I felt my chest tense up a bit, a cough was coming. “There you go baby. You’ll be ready to take my cock in no time.” He said. “Plus a few others” My body got all hot. His finger still in my ass. Felt like two, three I lost count “Fuck me. Fuck me please sir.” I begged. I just wanted his dick inside me. “You ready for hard cock boy?” He asked, “I’m gonna load you up nice and deep.” I felt him rubbing his cock head on my hole, it felt so good. He popped it in. A moan escaped again. He was so big, I didn’t think I could take it. “Yeah take this dick slut. Your hole is so tight.” He said. At this point he’s balls deep. Whatever he put up my ass was helping. I just wanted cock, his cock. I didn’t even see if he put on a rubber, but I didn’t care. I just want him deep inside of me. My hole was his to do what he pleases with. “Yes sir, fuck me. Fuck this hole. Breed me deep.” I begged. Thrust after thrust, it felt so good. He turned me over and fucked me doggie. His hands at my hips. “You like that boy. Your hole feels so good. I’m getting close.” He said into my ear. My ass was his, all his. I could feel his balls hitting mine. With one final thrust, “Take my load boy!” He pushed balls deep. I cold feel his load being deposited up my ass. Pulse after pulse. I felt it throb at least a good 5-6 times. “I hope you like that load boy. This ass is mine now.” He said to me. I was waiting for him to pull out, “You’re not done here boy.” He grabbed my hands and cuffed them. “This as belongs to me.” He slapped my ass. I was still face down, ass up at this point since he cuffed my hands. “I hope you’re ready for another round, this time with me and some of my friends boy.” He said as he was opening the jar again. My hole was loose and gaping, he shoved another of what he used earlier. Again I felt my chest rise, I coughed. “More! I want more sir. Please, more cock…” To be continued.

I took a couple days off the glory holes after the last experience and ignored a couple of text from the black guy. I was again fighting with myself about this entire oral and now my anal desires. I made a compromise with myself and decided to go back to the park glory hole and avoid the hole that got me in trouble. I made my way there after work. The place was deserted but I went in and sat in the middle booth and about five minutes later in came a guy. He entered the stall to the right and simple pulled out his dick and slide it through the hole. Fuck I thought, this guy is a ginger, and his pubic hair is bright red. I immediately began to suck his dick and he soon grow to 8 inches. I sucked him for four or so minutes and he then began making a fucking motion in my mouth, so I lubed up my ass and then his dick and slide back on his cock and he fucked me for five minutes and shot his load inside me. The guy said nothing, and I only heard a grunt at the end, and he quickly cleaned up and left. I caught a glimpse of a wedding ring as he buttoned up his pants before bolting. I only had to wait another three minutes and the next guy came in and he went into the left booth and tapped his foot, and I circled the hole and he feed his cock through. He was average thickness 7.5” and I began sucking and then I heard the door and pulled off and got back on the toilet. I peeked into the hole, and it was a Latin guy, and I tapped my foot, and he did too and then I circle the hole with my finger and the guy stood up and slide his fat uncut dick through the hole. I began to suck him and as I jacked the other dick and lubed up my hole and his dick and I backed on to the first guy and let him fuck me while I sucked this hot Latin dick and minutes later, I heard the other guy moan and then grunt and knew he had cum in my ass. The guy cleaned up quickly and left while I kept sucking this hot dick, I had not tasted cum in a long time, and he seemed to be enjoying it but then he started fucking my mouth and hit the wall, so I lubed his dick up and backed onto it and fucked me for a good eight minutes and then shot inside me. I quickly turned around and he let me suck him clean and then he said something in Spanish and left. I should have been satisfied but I was still horny and needed more. I needed to come at the very least. My phone went off while I was there, so I checked it. Fucking little slut, where have you been? You are needed tonight at the Hotel Indigo. Hot executive needs your hot mouth. You will enjoy it, I promise. I have no idea why I agreed but I did. He gave me the room number and told me to be there at 8 PM. I went home and cleaned up and cleaned out but still had not cum. I told my girl I had to meet up my boss for a work thing and I headed out to meet the executive. I received a text at 6:45 asking if I was on my way. I text him back I was. Yes, I am on my way. He shot back good, when you get there go up to room 615 and follow all his instructions. I hesitated and thought this could be the same set up as before and I almost cancelled but I was still so horny that I had to see it though. I got there and headed up to his room and knocked and when the door opened it was an older nice-looking man in his 40’s 5’11 180 pounds and built. He invited me in and once inside he leaned down and kissed me. He was a great kissed and then he started undressing me. He soon had my clothes off and we were on the bed with me naked and him in his t-shirt as I sucked his big fat 8” cock. He would stop me ever so often and make out with me and he was so much more playful than anyone else I had been with, and he wanted me to try on a harness, so I did. He kept telling how hot I looked and then he led me into the adjoining told me he wanted to see me on this sawhorse thing he called a fuck bench. I looked at him funny and he said he wanted to fuck me on it. I climbed on and he began to play with my hole and then he slipped restraints on my ankles and wrist leaned in and kissed me again. He then slipped a ball gag in my mouth and whispered in my ear. We would not have had to do this if you answered your fucking text boy. I looked up and knew I was in for it, and he began to eat my hole and it felt amazing and then he lubed up my hole and his fat dick and slide inside me. He fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. Once finished he came around this time with his shirt off and I was able to see his scorpion tattoo for the first time on his right abdomen he began to unfasten the ball gag and told me to clean up his dick and I did just as he told me to do but in the back of my mind, I felt something was wrong with all this. After he was satisfied, I had cleaned up he ran his hands through my hair and slipped the ball gag back inside and fastened it. He slapped my ass and told me I was in for one hell of a night and went back to his room and locked the door leaving me there alone in the room. What the fuck had I gotten myself into, I then heard the door unlock and two guys came in. They undressed and they too had scorpion tats and one came over and started fingering my hole and the other whispered in my ear, I am going to take this gag out but you better fucking not say a word and just service our cocks. Do you understand you fucking pig? I said yes as he slipped out the ball gag. He quickly placed his dick in my mouth and told me to watch my teeth. I suck him hard to a full 9 inches as the other guy fucked my ass and once, he was done he drew in marker on my ass. I did not know what it was, but he drew two lines for the two loads I had taken. They quickly traded places and I was soon sucking an 8” dick clean as the other guy began fucking me and soon shot a load in my hole and the 8’ cock guy got dressed and left as the other guy brought his dick over and had me clean it after he too put a mark on my ass. He rubbed his hands through my hear and told me what a good little fuck I was and that he looks forward to fucking me many times. Then he pulled out and slipped the ball gag in my mouth and whispered, you are totally fucked boy. Enjoy yourself! I wondered what the fuck he meant by that as I waited for the next guy to come in.

When I was in high school I worked at a country club and was asked a few times to party with older married couples. Most of the guys wanted to just watch their wife getting fucked and watch. Most of them were big cokeheads and sat bumping or smoking it.

My ultimate fantasy is getting fucked while my wife is looking on. I’ve had the pleasure of watching her get fucked many times but I would love to let her know that I’m bi and love taking cock.

Yes I can relate. I have had small guys fuck me and it was good. They find my p-spot and really try to get me off. I am really just in it for the load though. I feel more self conscious about the fact that I am a sloppy bottom and not that he has a small dick. I guess I do fake it some as well.

If I meet a bottom off Grindr or BBRT then I will always breed him. Pulling out before I seed him is not an option. If I'm part of a group or in a sauna I will fuck as many men as I want before I select the one I'm gunna breed

NO ... The whole point of having sex is one guy (or, better yet a room-full) pumps Sperm into other guys Holes/throats. Why bother if there's no mating with other like-minded men? I suppose I may have pulled out and pumped it somewhere else at some point through the years - but I surely can't remember it - not worth remembering anyway. Most guys don't even need to discuss where the load is going, and if the bottom wants something other than up his gut, then he should say something about it before the guys start breeding ... these days, when guys start mating, that's what's gonna happen. No manipulative bullshit accepted. Sorry if that was blunt, but the answer is Hell NO !!!

Restroom Fun "It depends on what you are wearing underneath. Underwear, is probably a no. Nothing is also not allowed. Jockstrap is ok" I said. He nodded and took his jeans off, revealing a leather jockstrap that framed his ass nicely. He made a full 360 turn, modeling it for us. A few minutes later I saw a guy walk in and was happy he decided to come. I waved him over and introduced him to the group. "Gabriel, this is my co-worker Marc and his partner Sebastian. Guys, this is my friend Gabriel" I said. Gabriel left his tee on and while it was one for a famous leather store in San Francisco, he had no gear on other than some boots. Boots that were almost identical to the ones I had on. I got him a beer and when I came back the three of them were talking and I hoped it wasn't about me. We chatted for a while, looking around the room and admiring the wide range of guys. We kept getting interrupted as several guys came over to say "hi" to me, all making comments about how good it was to be out and mingling again. "You seem to know a lot of people here. You must have something they all want" Marc said. Gabriel looked over, concerned, but then relaxed when I replied "I have been coming here since I was in university so I have known many of them for years. Some are just friends, some I have done bondage play with. Only a couple were sex partners and that was years ago." About that time, Tim showed up with a friend of his. I spotted him, but before I could wave he saw me and came over to the table. With the introductions, we found out Tim's friend was Omar and I got refills for the beers. By the time I got back from the bar, Tim and Omar had their shirts off and tucked into their jeans. I could see Marc trying to figure out Tim's tattoo, but then got distracted with the new drink and his hand groping his partner. The conversation now got complicated. It really became two or three conversations but everyone seemed to be having a good time. Tim looked good in the tight jeans and a thin strapped harness, but it was more for show than anything else. One good tug on it and I'm sure I'd have just a fistful of broken straps in my hand. I later found out it was his dad's and I suspected Tim would be out shopping for his own after seeing many different ones that night that were much more functional. Gabriel and I went for the next round and Tim said he'd make sure that Sebastian made it to the bathroom ok. I gave them directions and Tim, Omar and Sebastian went off in search of a piss. "I'll hold the table" Marc said, looking a little worried. I ordered the six beers for us and then asked the bartender "What's Carlos drinking tonight?" Of course it was an expensive Scotch, but I got him one anyway. "I'll deliver it" I told the bartender. He gave us a tray to hold the pints and Gabriel lifted the heavy tray like it was second nature and didn't spill a drop. I walked over to the end of the bar with Gabriel in tow. I walked up to Carlos and handed the glass of scotch to him. "Thank you officer for all you do to keep us fags safe" I said, smiling. He stood up, took the glass and set it down on the bar next to his almost empty one. "Craig, you stud. How have you been? Since I haven't seen you, you must be keeping out of trouble" he said, being much more friendly than most of our encounters. I looked him over and he looked the same as when we were in his basement months ago. I looked to his side and there was a college aged guy kneeling on the floor in only a stained white jockstrap and plain black collar. A leash draped from his neck up to Carlos' hand. "Another rescue? The Animal Control Department is going to start complaining that you're taking all of the strays" I said. "No, this is just a boy that was looking for a Master. I have two rescues at home, now. Unfortunately, since they come from different gangs, I have to keep them caged separately or they'll kill each other" he said. "Shame, I always thought that Juan needed a playmate" I said with a grin. Glancing back at Gabriel I said "I need to get these drinks over to my friends before they get too warm. Let me know if you need my services again to mark your new rescue or maybe even this one" looking down to the floor. "Juan took care of the other rescue. It was quite a sight to watch. But, I'll keep that in mind if this one stays much longer. It's good to have them marked to show ownership. I see you have a new one too. He is a big improvement over Tim... much sexier. Just as toxic, I imagine" he said with a wink to Gabriel. We got back to the table and Marc was still sitting alone, scoping out the crowd and obviously concerned where his partner was. Gabriel set the glasses down, making sure they ended up in the right spots. "Let me go check the bathroom. I know it gets backed up when the place gets busy" I said as I turned and left Gabriel with Marc. Wandering to the back, I saw that there was a line to get into the bathroom. Saying "Just looking for someone" I was able to jump the line and go inside where I spotted the cause of the wait. Both stalls were occupied with guys fucking. There were only 2 of the five urinals being used to piss and a guy was using one of the sinks to empty his bladder. The first three urinals were taken by bottoms leaning against the wall getting their asses pounded. That's where I found them. Tim was standing back, watching his friend fuck Sebastian. "Some guy tossed that tee over Seb's head and pushed him to the wall. He fucked him good and then his buddy took over. Another guy finished his piss and then just slid right into Seb. I jumped in so another guy didn't" Tim told me as he watched Omar drill Sebastian. I'm sure that was close to what happened but Tim was not Sebastian's savior if Omar was now fucking him. I heard grunting from Omar and I knew he was about to add his probably viral load into Sebastian's ass. When he pulled his cock out, I moved in next, which seemed an unpopular move to some of the guys that were waiting their turn. I hooked my finger into the back ring on Sebastian's collar and leaned in. "Back away from the urinal, wipe your ass with the T-shirt and we're going back to the table. I'll keep quiet if you want me to" I said sternly into his ear. He nodded and I tugged backward on the collar. He did as he was told, dropping the t-shirt on the floor as we made our way out of the crowded room. Who knows if that urinal got used as a fuck or a piss station after we left, but Marc was relieved when he saw us coming back. "They sure seemed to like watching all of the fucking that was going on in there. No wonder there was a line" I said when we got back to the table. Both Tim and Omar had big smiles on their faces. Sebastian looked a little nervous and I saw some cum drip down his leg. We all talked a little more and then Gabriel said "I hate to go, but I have an early doctor's appointment in the morning." "I hope it's nothing serious" Marc said. "Just some tests to see how viral I am" he said unemotionally. Everyone at the table looked shocked at his comment. Tim looked at me, obviously wondering if he was Gabriel's bug brother. "Viral?" Sebastian asked. "Yeah, I have HIV and I'm seeing a new doctor about treatment" Gabriel replied, just as frank as with his prior comment. Part of me was proud that he could finally talk about it without breaking down, but I was also worried that he was now numb to it. I was surprised, though, that he hadn't mentioned that he had made an appointment. "Oh, I'm sorry. Good luck tomorrow" Marc said. Gabriel seemed to ignore Marc's comment as he took a last swig of his beer and headed to the door. As soon as he was gone, Mark turned to Sebastian and said "See, that's why we are so careful."

Another that got too long and I split it in 2. No sex, just story in this part. Sorry. ------------- The Out of Towners On Friday, my boss had given me a heads up to reserve my evenings the next week since we had a guy from the Euro office coming in most of the week. "Dinner on Monday and if they don't have plans, take him on a lake cruise or out for drinks Tuesday and Wednesday" he said. It had been a fun but crazy weekend with Gabriel but when he left Sunday afternoon I knew I needed to rest up for the week. Monday morning I showed up at the office dressed better than normal and unsure of what was going to happen. No one made a comment about the earrings, but I still felt self conscious about them. I knew we had meetings all day, but hopefully I'd be able to escape dinner by eight. I didn't have any plans, I just hated those social work things. My boss introduced me to the guest, Marc, and just as we grabbed coffee and a pastry, the meeting started. The morning went quick and when we broke for lunch I went to recycle four cups of coffee. As I came out of the restroom, Marc was standing there. "Can I ask you a personal question, Craig?" I never like questions like this. "Oh... maybe, I like to keep my personal life private, but you can ask" I said with a grin. "I heard you are gay. Is it true?" he asked. I took a deep breath and replied "My sex life is separate from my work life. It never interferes in my ability to do my job" I said coldly. "No, no. I didn't mean it that way. My partner joined me on this trip and I was hoping you could tell me some gay places we should see while we are in the city" he replied, smiling. I laughed at my misreading of the question. Sometimes a grammatically correct sentence doesn't truly impart the intended meaning. "Oh, I'm sorry. I took it the wrong way. Uh... there are lots of things that gay people do in the city. Museums, the zoo, beaches... shopping, of course" I said. The look on his face told me I should think of more exciting places. "Or, for nightlife we have dance clubs, drag bars, regular gay bars, leather bars, bathhouses... almost anything. What kinds of places were you looking for?" I asked. His eyes lit up with my second set of suggestions. While he looked a little older than me, he was in good shape and I could see him in almost all of those places. "Those sound more interesting. Let me text my partner and see what he wants" Marc said. "Tonight we have dinner planned and I think I heard you are flying to LA on Thursday. Two nights doesn't give you much time to experience it all. You should pick two and spend the evening exploring one each night" I said to him. He nodded and I got a message from my boss saying that lunch was ready. We finished up the day and the three of us walked over to one of the nicer restaurants near the office. Waiting outside, looking around impatiently, was a young guy in his early 20s. Blond, slender and a little shorter than me. He was dressed well and as soon as we got close, Marc ran up to him and hugged him, placing a kiss on each cheek. A few people looked at them but as soon as the flurry of French came out of their mouths they carried on. My boss and I were introduced to Sebastian and we went inside to be seated. I had never really talked to my boss about being gay, we kept our conversations strictly about work. Most everyone in the office knew, but I just never made a point to say anything about it. Not like the straight guys that would sit in the lunchroom bragging about the latest women they'd screwed. But, here we were, three gay guys and one straight guy talking about almost anything. We heard about how Marc and Sebastian met, how long they'd been together, trips they had taken, and more. "Do you have a partner, Craig?" Marc asked. My boss looked over, seemingly more interested in this than anything else. "No, I don't. I really don't do well in relationships. I much prefer Mr. Last Night than having a boyfriend" I replied, using the same line I usually used when asked this question before. Everyone laughed but as soon as I said it, Gabriel's face flashed in front of me. We had finished off the third bottle of wine when my boss made his apologies for having to leave to get back to his wife. The three of us stuck around and finished off a fourth bottle of wine and dessert. With only us queers at the table, the conversation got a little more lively. "You really keep your sex life and work life separate?" Marc asked. "I only broke that rule once and it got me fired from my first job" I said. "This sounds interesting" Sebastian said, suddenly being more talkative. "It was simple. I like to play around and he wanted a faithful husband. When he found out I was fucking several other guys, he dumped me and made up a few lies to get me fired" I explained. They were nodding, but I wasn't sure if they had been in that situation before or just could relate to it. "Gay men are not meant to be monogamous. Sebastian has many lovers, as do I. Sometimes we even get them together. It's a much better way" Marc stated. I nodded, agreeing to an extent but still not wanting to get locked into a relationship. "So, have you decided what types of places to go on your free evenings? I can give you some suggestions if you want" I said, trying to steer the conversation away from relationships. Sebastian got excited again and both of them leaned in. "We don't know what places you usually go to but we hoped you would take us to a leather bar tomorrow. Then... the bath house on Wednesday. I wish we had more time, but next week we are spending four days in San Francisco so we will have some fun there too" Sebastian said enthusiastically. I thought about it a moment and I didn't have a problem taking them to a leather bar, since that was mostly a social event. Some drinking, take a look at the guys and figure out which were real and which were posers. Maybe even toy with some of the college guys that always showed up. I would just avoid playing in the bathroom or back room. The bathhouse was off limits. The last thing I wanted was to run into RJ who was screaming about how I pozzed him in front of my co-workers. Another reason sex and work should not get mixed together. "Yeah, we can hit the leather bar tomorrow. I think it's the night you don't need gear, which makes it easier for you two" I said. "Oh, we brought some of our leather clothes" Marc said with a grin. "As far as the bathhouse, I just don't feel comfortable going there with people from work. It's a rule I just won't break. Besides, all you need to know is where it is. They all are pretty similar" I said, taking the last sip of wine from my glass. They looked disappointed and I hated being an ass since they seemed to be good guys. After a few minutes I said "Let me see if any of my friends will show it to you." They both smiled and we toasted our empty glasses to the next few nights of adventure. Once I got home, I texted Tim "Got any leather?" I got a reply from him a while later "wtf?" "guy from work in from out of town. Wants to hit a cpl gay spots while here" I replied. "ok we gonna tag him?" he replied. "I wont. leather bar just social meet on tues. thought you could show him the bath wed" I texted back, crossing my fingers. "why dont u take him 2 bath?" Tim asked. "Too much gossip @work if I do. Bar ok, baths cud make trbl for me" I answered. "He hot?" Tim replied about ten minutes later. "mid 30s, good bod with twink partner ur age" I sent back. "partner?" he asked and I replied "they r open." "U want me to poz em?" Tim then asked. This was a question I didn't really want to be involved in. "I dont want to know if u guys do anything. Im setting up a tour. no more" I texted back. "but u asked me and u know I like 2 fuck - guys" he texted, obviously digging to see my intent for the guys. "no clue if they are + or -. maybe u can find out at leather bar ;)" I said. I was being honest there, it hadn't come up and I didn't care since I wouldn't be fucking them. If they flew back home with a few souvenirs, it wasn't going to be my fault. A few more messages later and Tim agreed to meet at 9 over at The Saddle. Marc, Sebastian and I hit a pub near work to get dinner and then I headed home. I gave them the address and set up an uber to take them from their hotel to the south end of the gayborhood. When I got home I showered and laid out a few outfits trying to figure out how far to go. Jeans, tee, boots and cuffs seemed to be the safe call. The tee would probably be off before we even got in the door. I laid out a few more combos of stuff i had and settled on leather pants and boots, my favorite harness covered by a tee until I got there. I got a few looks heading to the train and even more as I got off and walked the four blocks to The Saddle. The place had started out as a country and western bar but soon found the gay leather community taking over. Even after the owners sold out, the name and crowd stayed the same and occasionally some naive cowboys would walk in and have the surprise of their life. Many ran out, but some stayed and found a new type of bronco to ride bareback. I stood out front, waiting for Marc and Sebastian to show up. Their uber pulled up a couple minutes later and I looked them over. Marc had a muscular upper body that was bulging under the tight t-shirt and harness. A large tribal tattoo was visible on his left arm below the sleeve of his tee and there was a partial sleeve on his right arm. No wonder he had worn a dark, long sleeve dress shirt at work. Marc wore leather pants, similar to mine and much chunkier boots. Sebastian appeared dressed more for a straight bar, wearing jeans, a tee and some canvas sneakers. The only thing that wasn't vanilla was the thick leather collar around his neck. We said hi and I ushered them to the doorway and walked in. It was decent crowd and I glanced around the room, looking for a spot for four or six. After we sat down, I pulled my tee shirt off and tucked it in my back pocket. The other two also pulled off their tees. Sebastian pulled out a canvas bag and stuffed their shirts in. I handed mine over and headed to the bar. I ordered based on what we had at the pub earlier for dinner. A couple light lagers and a hoppy ale for me. While waiting for the pints to get poured I looked around and saw several familiar faces. One in particular was a pleasant surprise. As I walked back to the table, I noticed Marc had a huge back tattoo with a medieval theme in addition to the ink on his arms. It was quite a contrast to Sebastian's un-inked body. I dropped off the pints and Sebastian leaned in over the table. "Can I take my pants off here?" he asked.

+1 to quick discreet unloading. I used to put up a private, cloth gloryhole at my apartment. Many men needed to swing by before work, after gym, before heading home. I'm no snob but there were some very hot & hung men in that lineup 😄 So private != public gloryholes; they're 2 different beasts IMO: public for some voyeur/exhibition/group action but private for quick discreet/anon bjs & fucks. And yes, both focus on the cock & hole 😉

Horny after work, so stipped in abs on the chance there'd be a hole I was interested in. Not a bad crowd surprisingly, but mostly twinks. I saw one kept staring at me, so I went over and asked if he liked daddies. He was maybe 5'6", 120lbs, brown/brown, and maybe 18. I know they card folks before they get in the back rooms. Anyways, we go to a booth, and I push him down and pull out my cock. He begins sucking right away. Does a pretty good job, but I want his ass pussy. I have him stand and bend over onto the seat, pull down his shorts and start fingering his smooth hairless hole. He's moaning, and I'm spitting as much as I can to lube him up. I have one hand on his back to hold him still, and the other is lining my cock up with his hole. I begin pushing in, and he's letting out a pained moan. I tell him to relax and keep pushing, and finally slide all the way in. I'm really worked up by now, so I just start fucking him steady and tell him I'm going to fuck his tight ass until it's stretched out. He's obviously is uncomfortable, but never tells me to stop. After a minute my cock is sliding in and out easier, as my precum was doing its job. I ask him if I just popped his cherry, and he nods and keeps letting out the occasional gasp and moan. I let him know I'm going to finish the job and nut in his ass, and I no sooner get the words out when I start unloading. I good 7 squirts as deep as I could get them. He doesn't move, so I slide my cock out and stand him upright. I reach around and feel his cock. It's soft as can be, and no dripping. So, instead I put a finger in his hole to feel my cum in there, tell him he has a sweet ass pussy, and then head out the door.

I'm not going to lie: the first one hurt. Despite the lubing and fingering I had engaged in on the car ride over, the rough, uncompromising entry of a very girthy, pierced dick was painful. The guy wielding this silver-ringed phallus was aggressive and clearly riled up, so I had little choice but to just stay bent over and yelp my way through a hard pounding until, thankfully, he spurted his toxic babies in me after only a few minutes. Thereafter things got a bit easier, as the two guys that followed weren't nearly as well-hung and my anus had relaxed a bit and been lubed some more by the first load. They both lasted longer than the first guy, meaning he was good to go again by the time they were done. Fortunately it was a more comfortable fucking second time around. I stayed over the barrel for quite a while, only occasionally getting a moment to stand up straight and stretch before someone else stepped up to have a go in me. I was aware there were other men in attendance after a while, but I have no idea if any of them were poz as they weren't particularly vocal. I suppose it didn't matter though, as by that point I was on a second consecutive night of taking highly toxic loads so was probably well on my way to conversion anyway. Things shifted up a gear when a large group of men arrived en masse, such that I wondered if they had come on some sort of pozzing coach excursion. Once they were there I was allowed to move from the barrel to the filthy mattress, and was then flipped repeatedly between missionary and doggy-style positions depending on each fucker's preference. As the night wore on and my hole got looser and looser, they moved on to double-fucking me, again in various positions, and often with a lot of poz talk to keep everyone aroused. Interestingly, all focus throughout the night was on my rear end, with only the occasional presentation of a dick to my face for me to lick or suck, and usually only to clean after it had fired off in my backside. I was otherwise free to occasionally smoke when Gus or Steve presented a cigarette to me, and otherwise just stare ahead of me to the water or up through the trees to the starry night sky. Throughout all this I was increasingly in a trance-like state, almost like I was witnessing this happening to someone else. I was obviously feeling all the fucking, the changing of positions and the hard slaps on my buttocks some of the guys chose to land on me, but somehow it didn't feel real and as such I didn't entirely engage. Perhaps some of the guys there would have preferred me to be either begging for their loads or whimpering like I was being raped, but I didn't really utter much at all after my yelping during that first brutal fuck. I don't know, maybe it was a defence mechanism to help me mentally cope with what I was allowing to happen to me. However, in time it all started to take its toll, and I was apparently wincing for the first time as two well-hung guys ploughed into me in tandem. This is when Steve and Gus started to bring things to a close, but not before I had taken their loads in the final double-fucking of the night. They then hauled me up from the mattress and handed me a bottle of water. "You did good, boy" said Gus. "Thanks" I whispered. "You sore?" asked Steve. "Yes" I replied, "but I'm OK." "Good boy" Steve said. "Now let's get your hole cleaned up so you don't mess up the car on the way home." They made me squat near the river before squirting water out of a couple of bottles at my backside, and then handed me some wet wipes and a towel to finish off the job myself. There were still a few of the other men hanging around and it was all a bit bizarre doing this with an audience, but at least they weren't fucking me any more. Once clean, I threw all the wipes and towel in a plastic bag Gus held open for me, and then we set off back through the bushes to the car. I was sore, but it was still a blessed relief to sit down in the back seat once we got there. "Relax boy" said Gus, as Steve started driving us home, "you're going to get a bit of a break for a couple of days now, apart from us two needing your holes." "But tomorrow" continued Steve, looking at me in the rear-view mirror as he drove along the deserted roads, "we'll be taking you out to start your other conversion." "My other conversion?" I asked. "Yes boy" said Gus. "It's one thing to have the virus, which I'm sure you will do soon, but it's another to actually look like a true poz cumdump. Tomorrow we'll get you started down that road too." I started trying to form the questions that were entering my head, but then sighed and turned to look out of the window. "Yes sir" I responded quietly. "Good lad" Gus said, before we then drove the rest of the way in silence. Once back at their house I took and shower and then limped to bed, my arse starting to ache more and more, all while my head was swirling with anxieties, questions and flashbacks. What would they be doing to me tomorrow? What did a true poz cumdump look like? What if I didn't want to have done to me whatever they were planning? Eventually physical and mental exhaustion took me over, and I turned on to my side and closed my eyes. "What will be will be" I whispered to myself, before drifting off to a restful sleep.

I awoke later in the day while it was still light outside, and spent a few confused moments wondering where I was. However, as I noticed the leather accessories I was still wearing and the ache in my rear end, it all came flooding back to me. Yes, I had really spent the night in a dingy warehouse sex club, taking load after load of toxic cum. My stomach churned at the thought, and yet my dick started to harden again. I lay in the bed for a while, staring at the ceiling as I processed everything in my head. Although it hadn't entered my mind since I had arrived in Sydney and resumed my role as Peter and Aidan's personal cumdump, I now knew that all prospects for going back to my old life were gone. I was never again going to be the popular, hunky, athletic jock with a string of girlfriends and female suitors. I was never again going to be the alpha. But, I found myself wondering, did I really care? Was that ever who I actually wanted to be? Sure, I loved being athletic and sporty, and I seemed to be both comfortable and happy making lots of friends and being popular. However, maybe the girlfriends thing was me just playing a role. Maybe my ever-present curiosity about what it would be like to be with a man indicated that it was really a suppressed desire. The willingness with which I had submitted in the Whitsundays, the cock hunger I had exhibited as I made my way around the country, and the peace and calm I had felt while living with the guys in their apartment and taking several loads a day all seemed to indicate that my true nature had now been found. After realising that I could still be the popular sporty guy if I wanted, but just one who lived a different kind of life to all the colour-by-numbers types who normally inhabited that role, I felt at peace and ready to face whatever the rest of the day was going to hold. I therefore hauled myself out of the bed, opened the door and wandered off to see what the rest of this house was like and who exactly the two kind-faced gents were who had brought me back here after participating in my gang-pozzing. As it happened there didn't seem to be anyone about, but I found a note that had been left for me on a table by the front door. I was invited to make myself comfortable, eat or drink anything I wanted from the kitchen, and get myself cleaned up in the guest shower room by the back door whenever I fancied. A loose-fitting pair of shorts and a tank top had been left for me in there, so after having a couple of glasses of water I took up their offer and had a long, hot shower. Sensing that it was expected of me, I also detached the shower head and used the hose to get my innards cleaned out. Once all dried off and dressed in the clothes they had left, I made my way out into their little back garden to smoke a cigarette from the pack that had been left with the note. I was sat at a chair in the kitchen eating some scrambled eggs on toast I had made when the two guys came back from wherever they had been, about half an hour after I had got up. They were both shorter than me and a bit chubby, with a range of tattoos visible on their limbs and each sporting a significant piercing or two. The one with a big nose ring introduced himself as Gus, while his partner with the chunky hoop earrings told me he was called Steve. They told me they were friends of Peter and Aidan's, and had been hearing about me since the other two had got back from Queenslands. "I hope you're feeling well rested" said Gus, "you have a long night ahead of you." "Yes sir" I replied, sensing I should maybe adopt the submissive role. "Good boy" said Steve, "it's right that you should know your place now." "Yes sir" I replied again. "What will I be doing tonight?" "Tonight, boy, you're going alfresco" said Gus. "Alfresco?" I asked. "Yes boy" said Steve. "There's a special place by the river where you'll be the star attraction tonight." "We've put a couple of little bootie calls out for you" said Gus, "and there will be plenty of others passing by who will want a piece of you." I looked between them, and then down at the floor. "Sir...will they all be pozzing me?" I asked. Gus laughed. "I can't vouch for all of them boy, but the guys we've invited along are definitely very toxic." "Plus you'll get a few more loads from each of us, and we practically have AIDS" laughed Steve. I visibly winced at that last comment, while continuing to stare at the floor. "Don't be scared boy" said Gus, coming over to me and rubbing my back. "From what Pete and Aid have told us, this is who you are meant to be. But that doesn't mean you can't go on meds when we've finally converted you, just like they have. You can be a perfectly normal, healthy jock, who just happens to be a poz cumdump." I nodded again. "Thank you sir" I said quietly. "I think that's what I want." "OK, good" said Steve. "Well, we'll focus on getting you pozzed, and then Pete and Aid can talk to you about the rest before you go home." Despite all this talk of me knowingly and deliberately catching this disease, their comforting words seemed to sort out the muddle in my head, at least temporarily. We then spent the next couple of hours sat in the garden chatting, smoking, eating and drinking, and I found that I actually really liked the pair of them. I was actually feeling grateful that I got to be taken care of by them during this journey I was on. Once night had fallen they decided we better get ready, which involved little for me other than another clean-out and then putting back on the leather jockstrap from last night to wear under the loose shorts. Gus and Steve changed completely so that they were back in leathers, and then they proceeded to spray me from head to toe with insect repellent. "We want you pozzed, not eaten alive" said Gus as he rubbed the stuff up my inner thighs. "You'll also want to get some of this inside you" said Steve, handing me a tube of lube. "Once the guys get started on you later, you'll only have their loads to lube you." I duly squirted some out and rubbed it into my hole, then pulled my shorts back up and slipped the tube into one of the pockets. I then put on a pair of flip-flops Gus threw on the floor for me, and headed out the door with them into what appeared to be a quiet suburb. This time they walked me to fairly conservative looking car rather than the van they'd brought me home in last time, meaning I got to enjoy the view out the window as we drove. Sitting in the back seat I was also able to quietly finger and loosen myself up, adding more of the lube to really get myself ready. I didn't know Sydney enough to recognise anything for quite a while, so was still just as in the dark about where their house was as I had been the night before. However, at some point we were suddenly close to a big stadium that I realised meant we had reached the former Olympic Park, and from there it was only a bit more driving into increasingly quiet areas before we stopped at a giant, deserted car park and got out. From there it was a bit of a trek through some trees and fields until we arrived at a spot near the water that seemed to be completely secluded, with the only people around being three guys who seemed to be waiting for our arrival. "Here he is boys" announced Gus, as he and Steve led me towards an old mattress that had a large barrel standing next to it. "Get him over the barrel" one of the men said, which resulted in Steve urging me towards it. We stopped just in front of it, and he grabbed my shorts and pulled them down, encouraging me to step out of them. He left the tank top on me, and I bent forward to rest my hands on the barrel. "OK boys" said Steve, "get to pozzing!" So my night truly began...

Anybody else that love the smell of piss? I remember before transition when going into a public bathroom with urinals and just getting smacked in the face with the stench of piss. I secretly loved that smell. Now I would definitely like to play with it. Thoughts about scent marking like a animal is hot as fuck! Piss smells really trigger my piggy side and I love it. Same for anyone else?

Just wondering if there is demand for bottom transgirls around the UK? I'm still figuring how to use this site so forgive me lol 😂❤ xx

Mmmm I love the twist this took! Looking forward to seeing how he progresses into a full poz bareback slut!

Yes, sometimes it can seem like you're lying, however in the situations you describe, sex isn't about honesty, it's more about role play. You are providing a type of fantasy situation that (hopefully) the top will enjoy in exchange for a load of cum. Some guys who are small are self-conscious about their size -- that's one of the reasons they do anonymous hook ups. Offering up a relaxed sigh or muffled moan may help ease some tension a small top may be feeling and help him enjoy the fuck more, which ultimately may get you a bigger load. so, don't think of it as lying, just think of it as an opportunity to practice your pornstar acting skills.

Does sex matter without the load? To which I reply: Does cake matter without the frosting? I like cake. There are sooo many different types of cakes. Some are really good all on their own, like brownies for instance. A good brownie can be rich and fulfilling all by itself. (Yes, you could argue whether brownies are really cake, however I've been craving them so I'm sticking with my opinion.) On the other hand, some cakes simply aren't complete until the frosting has been slathered over the top and sides, and through the middle. While both frosted and un-frosted cake can be good, the situation in which they are served can influence your expectations and satisfaction with the outcome. If, for example, Ms. Manners invites you to tea and serves a Bundt cake, you probably won't be surprised that it is not frosted. (There may be some sugar glaze but that barely counts as precum and definitely doesn't count as frosting.) Compare that to a birthday cake. At a birthday, you'll probably expect a piece of cake topped with icing, and a few random bits of wax from the candles, and, if you don't get it and somehow end up with a bare-bones piece of sponge, you'll probably be disappointed. In that situation, you can only do two things: first, try to drop your expectations and just enjoy the party, and second, make sure the next party is hosted by someone who knows how to bake. I have to say that the worst cake I ever had was when I thought I was going to be served a nice big frosted piece but just at the last moment this guy pulled it back, scooped the icing off and drizzled it on the floor beside me. "Why -- oh why -- would you do that," I cried inside. It was the type of situation that makes you want to get down on all fours and and lick the frosting from the floor. On the other hand the best cake I've had was at a buffet where guys were going around sampling different types of cake. I was enjoying a nice piece of a bare brownie but suddenly a can of whipped cream appeared. It was, to use a phrase, "The icing on the cake."

Kept as a neg bitch bottom boy by a gay poz couple.Daily testing until conversion is assured.Then kept as breeding stock for others to be inducted into the family.

Sexual stimulation releases so many positive chemicals/neurotransmitters in the body. The more sex you have the better you will find your mood to be. It is an absolute natural high. If more males rejected Xian dogma based shame and guilt about their bodies and sex appetites and indulged as so many of us on here to, they would find their life and health much improved. I credit my early sexual activity to the reason i never bothered with drinking, smoking and drugs; there was no way any of that could be better and I watched those ruin so many of my friends lives while sex just continued to improve mine.

Fuck yeah! Miss gloryholes, my favorite way to whore!

BBRT: LeoSolaro Location: Portland, Oregon

agreed. I love it INSIDE me. If you pull out it's a waste and it doesn't satisfy my hole's hunger for nut. I satisfied YOUR need to shoot, the least you could do is give it to me where I want it.

So, while I've been "at it" for a long time now, a better story is the first one I took, maybe 30+ years ago. One night I went to the Eagle, had a few beers, and then hit the fuckroom. There was a long (maybe 10 yards), you had to go through to get to the fuckroom itself, and it was usually packed with guys waiting to get back there. Lots of groping, rutting against other guys waiting to get to where we could fuck each other, but there was no actual "sexual acts" allowed in the corridor, since it was open to the back-bar, and thus visible to anyone in the back bar, which equals illegal. Some guy had to finish and leave the back bar so another guy could get in. So, finally I was able to squeeze into the fuckroom and get started. The actual fuckroom wasn't large, like in most bars - maybe 12' x 15' at best. On weekends, there were so many guys packed in there the Cocksuckers could hardly get to their knees to eat dick. So, I rutted in a few Holes as usual, while I was hunting the gut I wanted to pump sperm into. I don't remember anything about the Hole I started to fuck, but I do remember rather well some guy pressing up against me from behind, especially when I realized he'd taken his Cock out and was humping against my jeans. Then, that guy reached around my waist and started to ease my jeans down. Now. I'd had my life-partner's Cock up my Hole before, but I hadn't liked it at all because it was too big, it hurt like hell, and I wasn't really interested in getting fucked in the first place. At some point - can't quite recall when - I reached around and jacked that Cock for a bit, and it felt great. But the atmosphere, the excitement, the beer, got my head a little more focused on the pure Lust of the situation, and the prospect of actually letting a Cock fuck me while I was fucking a guy was just so - what - "in tune" with my Lusts that I just thought "hell yeah I'll take that Cock shooting sperm up my gut - it's just as hot as me shooting sperm up another guy's gut". The guy behind me got my jeans down far enough to rub his Cock against my Hole (they were already unbuttoned anyway, since I was fucking another Hole), and shoved it in. Of course it felt good - but the real kick is how the notion of taking a load off an unseen Cock, an unseen guy, in the middle of a fuckroom full of other pigs doing what their Lusts required them to do - was so compelling I just said over my shoulder "go ahead - fuck my ass full of your cum". The Cock wasn't that big or thick, just a regular sized Cock, but it was uncut, and rock hard, and act itself - telling some guy to empty his balls in my Hole was probably the single most hotttttt fuck I've ever had. That was when I first started to actually reflect on who I was, what I was, how much I loved my Lusts, how much wanton pigsex with other men like me I wanted, how it was a part of what I was becoming. When I felt that Cock unload, I think I shot my toenails out as well as my seed into the Hole I was rutting in. The moral (or immoral) of the story is, keep an open mind about how deeply you delve into the pigpen. We're not supposed to like who we are. Culturally, we're supposed to be ashamed of who and what we really are. Bullshit. If being honest is the right thing to do, and other folks don't care for it, let them live their lives, and let us live ours. Note: in my experience, the sooner you start listening to / honoring / accepting your Lusts, the longer you have to act on them. Be aware though, that the deeper you go, the more it will take to sate your carnal needs. As the years go by, what used to wring you out will need to be expanded upon. It will take ever deeper, more delicious depravities to sate the Lusts you hold so dear. That said, honesty is always best, expecially when it's yourself you're talking to.

This ^ ! If a guy kisses me, I'm so turned on for anything 😄

When I'm getting fucked, I expect to be bred... That's what my hole is for... I agree that it's unsatisfying, it happened last weekend, and I'm still kinda cranky about it...

getting the load is why i get fucked

Chapter 7: The Lie Stumbling through the alleyways, Tyler looked like hell. He was exhausted, drained, and could barely think. How nasty of a boy had he become, getting fucked in abandoned buildings? He questioned his entire being as he continued his trek home. Brandon was pissed off, his texts were seething with anger as to why Tyler hadn’t responded and asking where he was at. Brandon had indicated he went to work however, so this gave Tyler some ability to try and figure out his next moves. The alleyways were not without their own scum. Tyler passed by several desperate, yet hot boys, looking like they were just itching for their holes to be used. Homeless men slept behind dumpsters. Tyler felt a twinge in his hole, almost like this felt like home. No, he shook his head, what the heck was he thinking. Some of the men looked up at him while he walked by, practically licking their chops at his sexiness. He knew he looked like hell, but he was turned on by the men staring at him. He felt an urge to give in, maybe that transcendence he had seeing himself tied to a dumpster was his future. No, no, no! He shook his head again. He couldn’t think like that. This was just a series of bad choices, he could recover from this, he could be loyal. He tried to force Jax out of his head. He thought of all thhis mind turned to their sex. While it was good, it wasn’t Jax. Jax again began to pervade his mind, and regardless of how he tried to push him out, he invaded. Step after step, Jax stumbled in the darkness, closer and closer to home, trying desperately to formulate a plan or reason to explain to Brandon why he hadn’t responded. *** Jax entered Club Hedon, taking several turns down the winding halls. The music was intense tonight, an evil tone, pulsing through the walls. The boys were especially wild as he passed the wide open rooms and alcoves. Their sweat, their lust, their drive, was never ending. Jax smiled as he thought about Tyler, and how little he had experienced in the last week, and how his downfall was culminating slowly but surely. Jax entered a room, it was carpeted in maroon carpeting, with a very low lighting. The only lighting that was bright, centered in the middle of the room, where there was something that looked like a confessional kneeler from a church. Jax removed his clothes, down to his tiny briefs, exposing his beautiful body. He kneeled down, hands crossed on the support, and stared at the edge of the room. In front of him, sat six figures, highlighted only by the light bouncing off the shadows. “Tyler transcended for the first time tonight,” Jax’s monotone was back. The figures nodded, but showed no specific emotion. Their faces were hidden, their bodies robed. Jax continued, “It was a moderately intense transcendence. He saw the demons, so I was encouraged. He saw his relationship fall apart.” Again the nodding continued, with no input. “He does have a dark mind,” Jax smiled, “He transcended about his parents watching him”. A voice came from one of the six figures. “And is he ready for mania?” Jax pondered for a moment, his beautiful body gleaming in the light. “Close, but I do not believe he is there yet. The guilt is still strong, and while it turns him on, it still has a hold on him,” Jax responded, plainly. A somewhat angrier voice replied, “And you know that mania is the solution for the guilt. It is not your realm to control.” Jax nodded, unaffected by the slight uptick in anger. “Yes, but we have to break that initial barrier where it has the high likelihood of not being overcome. That was always in the realm of infidelity.” The figures looked at each other, leaning over to confer privately. Some nodded, some whispered. After a few moments of discussion their heads all turned back to Jax. “We agree with your assessment, but you must tread carefully as to not meddle in the next step. As soon as that threshold has been reached, you must immediately notify the council, so care and mentorship may be moved to mania.” Jax nodded, saying nothing. Another figure plainly stated, “Remove your faggot briefs. We will now break you, as your reward.” Jax stood, his hip bones protruding around his tight briefs, as he slide them down his body. 5 figures moved into the middle of the room, while another went off to the side, sliding out a wooden contraption. The contraption was somewhat square, with shackles on the top of it, and a long tail of two 2x4s that had shackles on the end of it, jutting out from the square portion. “Assume your position in the mount.” A voice stated. Jax bent over the top of the mount with the two shackles and his wrists were locked in the machine. The shackles were medieval, iron, rough, and unbreakable. With his wrists locked, Jax’s knees bent, touching the outcropping 2.4s, his tiny ankles lining up perfectly with the back shackles. He was locked. The figures surrounded him, with one positioning himself behind him, ramming into Jax. Jax’s eyes went pure black. His body locked. “You know you love this hell,” the man who rammed into him said. The music started to flood the room, the pulses lining up with Jax’s heartbeat. The reverberations from the initial ram into Jax were still echoing through his body, but the figure pulled out and started ramming Jax over and over again. On the said of the room, another figure began lighting cauldrons that burned intense heat, warming the room greatly. Beads of sweat began to drip from Jax. His eyes were black, with a deviant smile on his face. Another large dick slammed into his mount while the other figure continued to fuck him. The dick in his mouth gagged him profusely, but Jax did not care. He knew his place. He continued to gag. The other figures groped him, one pissing all over the scene, adding to Jax’s arousal. Pre cum began to drip from Jax’s dick, which was soft, yet still huge, and swinging back and forth with the brutal pounding. The man pounding him grabbed Jax’s jet black hair and yanked his head back with force. The dick flew out of Jax’s mouth. The man was bending Jax’s body, with force, and no mercy. No words were said. The man pounding Jax, instead of screaming, howled like a demon, blowing a fantastical load inside Jax, a load so large at it violented erupted from Jax’s hole while the man’s dick was still in him. The amount of cum was grotesque. The next man positioned himself behind Jax and the mounting proceeded. Six hours later, Jax was unshackled, his reward complete. A lake of cum existed below him. A lake of cum he must head before he would be allowed to leave. This wasn’t a chore for Jax, he wouldn’t have left without eating every single drop on the dirty carpet. The figures left the room, leaving Jax to clean up the mess he had made. The mounting was complete. *** Tyler entered his apartment, exhausted, but determined to fix the issue with Brandon. He pulled up his phone, texting Adam. “Hey, I need you. Can you help me?” “WTF LOL, it hasn’t even been 24 hours and you want more?” Adam replied via text. “I need you to come over, please, right now.” “LOL, wow, you nasty slut. You’re lucky that Aaron just went out with some friends. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” Adam replied again. Tyler then rushed downstairs to the street. His plan was in motion. The street was still filled with cars. At a break in the action, between stop lights, when the traffic calmed, Tyler tossed his cell phone into the middle of the street, in the most likely place that a car tire would be. Standing there, he waited. The next group of vehicles from the next green light began driving, and luckily, multiple cars smashed his phone. Once the traffic died down again, Tyler retrieved it. Evidence had been created. Just at that point, he saw Adam’s car pulling into the parking lot of his apartments. Tyler ran upstairs, waiting for Adam at the door to his apartment. “Holy fucking shit,” Adam cried, “What are you on fucking drugs?!” Tyler said nothing, lifting his shirt, revealing his hot diamond belly piercing, as if he was going to take it off fully, coaxing Adam inside. Adam walked in, and Tyler closed the door. Snapping around he confronted Adam forcefully. “So you want me to be your bitch right?” Tyler said. “Fuck yeah you dumb homo. I have ALWAYS wanted you like you wouldn’t believe. I’ve never been ok with you being with Brandon. And having you this afternoon was just a sample of the hell I want with you!” Adam replied excitedly. “Good,” Tyler replied nervously. He had to put all the pieces together here. “I need to create a reason for not being home today. Brandon is already upset.” Adam interjected, “Fuck yeah. You two break up you’re mine everyday!” Tyler put his hand up to pause Adam. Yes, he knew Adam wanted him like crazy, but he could also discern from the fucking earlier that Adam enjoyed the cheating as well. He needed Adam to continue to enjoy the cheating, so he went deeper. “No no Adam. You loved me cheating on Brandon right?” Tyler’s tone intensified, becoming more sultry and coaxing in its manner. “You looooooved it right? You want me to cheat on him with you right? Adam looked a bit stunned, not that he wasn’t wildly turned on, but more that Tyler was this dark. He wanted Tyler every day, but both of them cheating on their lovers was another layer that would be destroyed if Brandon broke up with Tyler. He nodded. “OK so we need to keep that going baby,” Tyler gently kissed Adam. He was nervous. He knew this was a rabbit hole that was going to have consequences. He knew Adam was harmless to Brandon, and he knew Brandon would trust him, so Adam could provide the perfect cover, at least for now. Only an hour earlier Tyler had thought that he could clean up his act and even considered stopping the slutting, but no, in the end, he had to fix the Brandon problem that happened today, and this was the potentially best way to do it. Tyler grabbed Adam’s hand and led him to his and Brandon’s bed. “This is where we make love, Brandon and I,” Tyler said nervously. He really felt a threshold being crossed, but desperation was too much. He couldn’t have Brandon question anything about his absence today. Tyler gulped, knowing the gravity of his words upcoming, but committed to them he continued, “Lets defile our bed, you and I Adam. Lets feel the corruption build between us and our lust consume any morality that we have!” Adam about turned into a monster at that point, but Tyler held him back for a final statement. “Adam, I will give you this all, but I need ONE THING from you,” Tyler said. “Which is?” Adam replied Tyler explained that he was a slut after Adam that afternoon, which only had Adam’s dick pulsing harder, and that he went silent on Brandon all day long. He explained that he was going to tell Brandon about him dropping his phone accidentally in the street which prevented a reply. But he needed Adam to vouch that they were hanging out and went out to eat and such trivial things that would lead Brandon to believe that everything was fine. “And you’ll let me keep coming over and defiling your relationship in the bed you share with him at all costs FOREVER?” Adam could barely contain himself. Tyler sealed the covenant. “Yes, forever.” Adam exploded, slamming Tyler down on the bed, tearing his sleeveless shirt right off him, in pieces. Pulling down Tyler’s shorts, he saw Tyler’s pink briefs, 100% soaked in cum, like he had bathed in it. “What the literal fuck did you do today?” Adam said, smelling the cum soaked into Tyler’s skin from his briefs as we pulled them down. “Fuck me baby,” Tyler deflected. He knew he had committed to a darkness he hadn’t believed he could. Adam slammed Tyler face first into the bed, slamming his big dick into him. Cum poured from Tyler’s hole by what seemed like the gallons. “Oh you are one sick piece of trash,” Adam said, licking Tyler’s ear. “But god fucking a goddamn loose slut hole is so much hotter than a tight one. I can barely feel my dick in you. The amount of men that have been in you must be massive!” Tyler grunted, his eyes started to glaze back, he was feeling transcendence come on, but he kept being pulled back into reality. “It feels good doing it where you make love doesn’t it?” Adam cried. “Its NEVER going to be same for you two, never ever going to be same.” The thrust were deep, but the hole was loose. Tyler didn’t care if he couldn’t feel it as well as when he was tight. What he cared about was that he was creating as airtight an alibi as possible, yet deep down, he knew he was getting Adam’s babies again. “Stare at the pictures of you two surrounding us!!!” Adam commanded. Tyler looked at the few pictures of him and Brandon happy together, over different portions of their relationship, on the nightstands next to the bed. The bed was bouncing now, Adam was fucking Tyler with great strength, holding his bony body to the bed, the mattress heaving with the lust and desires that Adam held. “Look at your fucking happiness unwind before you. Look at your world fall apart!” Adam laughed maniacally. “Look at the untimely end to everything. When you see him tomorrow, kiss him deeply, knowing your hell and demonic nature!” Tyler transcended. His spirit flung above the seen much quicker than before, the dark act disappearing from his view. He appeared in a labyrinth that was exceptionally dark, yet flints of red light hit the smoke in the maze. He was naked of course, beautiful as can be, with the red light bouncing off his piercings. He heard the sound of creatures nearby, guttural tormenting sounds of lust and desire being made. He started walking. Around a corner he saw himself again strapped to a dumpster, his dick pouring cum, his ass pouring cum, the neighborhood lined up to impregnate him. Another 90 degree turn and he saw himself on some wooden machine, shacked on all fours, as his ass was a waterfall for cum, his body even skinnier and bony. Another corner and he saw his parents, naked, fucking hard, and he began to precum. He stopped. He had to watch. They turned to him in their lust and screamed at him to turn away. Calling him demented and sick. He only smiled and stroked his dick in one hand, touching his body in a coaxing manner in the other, sliding his hand over all his bones, just begging to one to relinquish and want to touch him. They kept fucking and yelling at him in the same time. A flash occurred and Tyler was in another part of the labyrinth, the sounds of lust coming closer now. He felt like the transcendence was waning, but he tried to stay focused to keep it. He could hear Adam breaking into his visions… “Fucking garbage dump I am going to fuck you up in ways you’ll never imagine!” Adams voice came on strong, then faded into the distant. There in front of him Tyler saw his father masturbating like a fiend to naked videos of Tyler being used. His body already covered with cumloads from the amount of orgasms he had had. His father looked at Tyler standing there, screaming at him that he was a sick fuck. Tyler lost control and responded by telling his father how much he loved seeing his hairy naked body getting off to his demonic nature. His father couldn’t stop stroking but kept yelling. The scene was imploding on itself. He felt the brutal thrusts of Adam deeper and harder and more real inside him. Tyler reached out and touched his father’s hairy chest, lust materialized as an almost magical dust emanating from him. Lightning bolts shot through Tyler at the initial touch, extreme amounts of pleasure flowed through him like a jet, disgust filled his bones at his sickness, yet he moved his hand more, caressing the body. His dad furiously screamed to stop it, but made no attempt to stop him. Tyler felt a flash coming on and with no ability to stop it, he succumbed. He appeared in the room again surrounded by the creatures. This time he was being groped from every angle. Almost every part of his body was covered in hands, or claws, or whatever these things were. He could make out horns in the shadows protruding from the heads of the creatures. He felt contentment, rage, disgust. Then he felt a massive dick running down his skinny spine. This felt like it was the size of 10 dicks in one. He felt it press against his slutty hole and felt it open to accept it. No faces could be seen but he did not care. He was learning to not care about faces, not care about looks. The claws dragged against his perfect skin, and then he felt the most massive thing enter him and he saw his skin turn blood red. In front of his eyes, tattoos began to materialize all over his arms, legs, and anything else he could seen. He could make out faintly as they materialized, nasty words being etched into him. Words like slut, faggot, demon, seemed to swirl onto his body. He felt the etching continuing on his back, above his ass, down the back of his legs, although he couldn’t read it. The pain was immense but the pleasure was indescribable. Nothing that Brandon, Adam, Jax, or any of the 20 or so other boys did to him the nights prior had even a percent of a feeling of what bliss he was experiencing now. In his mind, he made up that we wanted to stay. Fuck the real world, he belonged here. As soon as Tyler’s mind was made up, his skin returned to normal and the vision began to fade. He desperately tried to conjure the pleasure he was feeling, anything to keep this transcendence, or whatever Jax called it alive. It felt reel. Fuck it could be real. He didn’t even understand how it was happening, but he didn’t care. He had stay! He started begging out loud to the shadows to let him stay, not to take him. But as he looked down he saw himself being sucked back into reality. Adam was turning him over on his back, his face sweaty and soaked with the sweat from their destruction. Entering reality Adam ferociously kissed Tyler. Tyler’s smooth pencil legs wrapped around Adam, pulling him as deeply as he could. Tyler’s hole longed for the massive dick he had just experienced, but alas, the feeling, and even the memory was starting to fade. Tyler’s dick released a copious cum load, without it being touched, as Adam was maniacally screaming, probably waking up the entire apartment complex. It didn’t matter, Tyler had practically lose all physical remembrance of his transcendence, his arms wrapped around Adam like he was the love of his life, and Tyler committed more fully to the act than he ever did before. “I love you inside me so much my love!” Tyler screamed. “Yes! Yes! I AM YOUR FUCKING LOVE!” Adam cried. His dick was pulsating so hard that even with his incredible loose hole, Tyler could feel it knocking around inside him. Tyler felt the darkness of the scene and continued to succumb. “Give me your babies Adam, give them to me fully. Corrupt me more baby. Right here, where Brandon and I lay, where I will lie to his face that he’s the only one for me, only to think of you when I do it.” Tyler screamed, far too loud, his neighbors must think hell was taking place in his home. Adam roared releasing his loads deep into Tyler, which felt like it took five minutes to complete. Pulling out Adam attacked Tyler’s hole, sucking the cum out of it, which was easy, considering Tyler’s hole was so loose it was just about pouring out anyway. Adam went back and forth between Tyler’s hole and mouth, collecting the cum, to the point that their mouths we completely full of Tyler’s ass loads, and they made out like wild. Cum dripped down their mouths and chins, covering them. They held each other so hard it was as if they were trying to push their bodies together into one. It was beautiful, dark, sinful, and destructive. Adam pulled off Tyler finally after what seemed to be an eternity, his hands still almost out of his control, gently touching Tyler’s perfect body, flicking his nipple piercings, caressing his perfection. “I love how many men you are sleeping with my baby. The next time I cum over, your hole better be filled with multiple men’s loads, otherwise, hey I might slip up and get Brandon a but suspicious.” Wait, this wasn’t the deal. Tyler was still orgasming internally, but he tried to get himself back to reality. “Hey, I said you can have me whenever, I never said I had to have slept with multiple men beforehand. That wasn’t the agreement!” Tyler cried. “Well I made an adjustment to the agreement baby,” Adam kissed him gently on the lips, “Cmon, its not as if that’s UNLIKELY to happen anyway at this point. I’m sure you’re going to invite 20 more men over tonight to defile your bed,” Adam laughed in an evil manner. Tyler laid there like the picture of perfection, as Adam got dressed. Again, no other words were uttered. Tyler had committed to this covenant and now it owned him. All those thoughts of getting on the right track were flooding back into Tyler. How could he right this this time? Did he even want to? Deep down, he knew things were spiraling and he desperately needed to feel another transcendence as well. It was opening him up to things he had no idea he desired or wanted or even felt. Too many emotions encircled him. His body heaved with lust and desire. Adam walked out the door and Tyler began convulsing, orgasming from extreme feelings that were flooding inside him. Without even touching himself, without even being touched, Tyler experienced the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. His path was beginning to become sealed in darkness.

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

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

I woke up half startled, with Trevor sucking my semi hard dick. He was fully nude, ass sticking up in the air. I grabbed his hair and kept guiding him up and down my dick. His hands ran up my thighs, body and his hand grabbed my other arm, bringing my other hand to his head, then using my hands he pressed his own head all the way down on my cock, lightly gagging. "Oh Fuck" I let out, as I continued to force his head up and down my shaft. I almost felt him loosen up his body giving me complete control. I held him down as far as he would go, after 10-15 seconds I could feel him struggling so I lifted his head all the way off my cock and up towards me. His eyes were watering, mouth open taking in air again. I spit into his mouth and playfully slapped his face. "I want to cum in your ass again" "Yes Sir" he said, straddling my cock and pointing my wet cock against his hole, gently sitting down onto my cock. He sighed as his ass reached the base of my cock. As he usually does, his magical hole squeezes my cock as he goes up the shaft and loosens as he sits down. He is looking toward the sky, slowly working my cock. "Your ass needs to be filled doesn't it" I said reaching for his soft cock. "Yes it does" "What's the use of this tiny cock?" I asked moving it around. "How ever you want to use it Sir" "I don't see a use for it slut, you won't be cumming today" "That's ok Sir, I want to see how many times you can cum." "Good boy, come here." I grabbed his head and brought him to my mouth, kissing him and taking over the job of fucking his ass. Our tongues played deep, our body's pressed together. I sped up my pace and our body's slapping together was loud and I could feel his balls and soft cock getting crushed on my hips with each thrust. I moved my hands from his head to his hips and thrust as deep as I could go, cumming into his ass a 4th time. "I love your ass" "It loves your cock" He got off my cock and my cock slapped against my body. my cum dripping down onto my thigh. "Hey don't waste that, and my cock needs cleaning" He immediately licked up the cum on my leg and moved up to my still hard cock. licking my balls on the way up the shaft. "I think from now on my cum needs to stay in your ass as long as possible" He popped his head off my cock "I like that idea, it's like your cum will be absorbed into my body" "Right, my cum will absorb into your body. Trevor... do you know what the symbol above my dick means?" "Yep!" he said and got up off the lounge chair, grabbed my drink and ran inside, his amazing ass bouncing with each step. "what the..." I thought to myself. He knows what it means but he still wants my load in him? Is this not just a kinky fantasy? Is he really willing to give it all up for me? For us? So this isn't just him playing a role? My mind raced. He came back with my drink and another empty glass and handed me both. "What am I doing with this empty glass?" I think I knew the answer. "Are you going to make me a drink?" "Sure I can, where-Oh you dirty little slut, you want to drink my piss!" "Yes sir, if that's ok." "Of course it is, hold the glass and hold my cock." He got on his knees and sat on his heels, his soft hands holding my cock near the glass. I lifted my head and let loose, my stream filling the glass rather quickly. I could hear the glass getting close to over flowing, and then I felt his mouth wrap around the tip of my cock. I looked down and he was not only drinking from the tap skillfully, he was making eye contact. I placed my hand on his head and finished the last few drops. Man I could get used to this. So far I haven't gotten sick. But I must any day now right? He didn't feel any piss coming out so he took his mouth off my cock, gave the tip a kiss and took his drink to the edge of the pool and got in. I sat down on the edge and put my feet in, watching Trevor swim around and smiling at each other occasionally. He swam over, I opened my legs and like a dog seeing dropped food he smiled and dove headfirst into my groin, taking a ball into his mouth and then licking all around. He stopped at the biohazard symbol and gave it a big kiss, looked up to me and smiled. "Where will my tattoo go?" "I'm thinking a tramp stamp or just above the crack of your perfect ass." "Are you really POZ?" "Not yet I don't think. Do you wish I was?" "Wish is a strong word. It would make me fully yours, like I promised, but I don't want you to potentially become sick or something just so you can continue to fuck me longer." "You think all I want to do is fuck you? I love you, I'm crazy about you" "I think I love you too. Sorry... it's the first time saying it to a guy" "I understand, lets go inside, I want to make love to you for the 5th one. And then we'll go get lunch." "He got out of the pool, helped me stand and held my hand as we went inside." There was no rough play or fucking, and we spent the whole time kissing, moaning, body's in contact. I came deep in his ass, my tongue still in his mouth, I felt him tense up, and let a "Oh god" whisper through his lips. "What?" I said breaking the kiss. He kissed me again, dropped his head and had a big smile with his eyes closed. I looked down and noticed a gigantic load of cum all over his stomach and mine. Not only did he cum from fucking, it was during our love making. I went down and licked his cum off his stomach and licked his cock, he shuddered and his legs closed. "I can't belief you came" "Me neither" he said still smiling with eyes closed. I rolled off him and pulled his head onto my chest, he placed his leg over mine and we laid there for quite some time. "5 and it's not even lunch" I said. "Yeah I wonder if we can double it" "I'm going to need a lot more water" "More water for you equals more piss for me!" he said and he got up ran to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of water and his glass of my piss. "To get load #6 you need to refer to me as your boyfriend at some point during lunch" "Yes Sir"

My phone buzzed and woke me up. It was a good morning text from Trevor. "I want the whole day with you at the house I'm watching, want me to call in sick?" 'Fuck!' I thought, I've never had a full day with him. Only "booty calls" and late night hookups. That could be really fun. "Let's do it, call in sick." I replied. Hell, hopefully this puts an omen in the air and I do get sick. then I can make this boy mine. Part of me is still worried he will chicken out. I showed up to the house and honked. Trevor came out in tiny shorts, and a tank top. You could definitely see the chastity device bulging in the shorts. "Hello Sir, thanks for coming over" he said leaning in to kiss me, in broad daylight, it made me happy. "Where did you get these shorts? They're tiny!" "I took them from my girlfriend, she wears them around the house sometimes, I think she used to wear them for track." "Damn they look better on you I'm sure. you can see the chastity device. So you didn't cum?" "No Sir, it was really hard not to, I haven't had much stimulation so it almost put me over board. I faked cum though, she asked me why there wasn't any cum and I told her I had been masturbating a lot and showed her the device. She was intrigued and confused. She asked me what she is supposed to do about having sex if for some reason we couldn't find the key." "Interesting, maybe she has another cock in mind, your little faggot cock isn't enough" I joked. He shrugged and said "maybe". We went into the house and I asked him, "If we were to do what you had in mind for today, what would we get up to?" "Well... I pictured we'd hang out by the pool, it's pretty private so probably nude?" "uh huh... and?" "Well, I've been fucked before you as you know, and I'd like you to break the record of how many times you cum inside me in a day." "You dirty slut, are you sure you're not gay?! What's the record?!" "5" "You slut", I grabbed him by the hair and took him to the bathroom, "clean yourself out, take off that device and tell me the whole story, then I'm going to hit those balls 1 times for each time that man came in you." Trevor started the story, it was a few years before I met him and he had a hotel room for the first time on his own. "I made an ad on craigslist using my phone and someone answered saying they happened to be close by, I told him the hotel room and waited nude on the bed. I was so nervous, but I was extremely horny and the hotel didn't have internet. When he showed up it was a tall latino guy, he was already hard in his basketball shorts. He told me to get on the bed on all fours on the edge, and he stripped, I didn't see his cock. He immediately lubed up and thanks to my preparation he was able to get in rather smoothly. He was the biggest cock I had up until that point." Trevor was on his hands and knees, a douche kit pressed into his ass, he didn't skip a beat telling his story. He continued: "He went at a steady pace, kept telling me I was the best bottom he has had, and that he had already cum 2 times. I was shocked, it wasn't talked about before but I had hoped he would cum on me, not in me. But the thought of already having two loads turned me on even more. We changed position twice, and after the 3rd and 4th time he laid me down on my stomach and fucked me for what felt like 10 minutes straight. When he finished he rolled off me and said he had never cum 5 times in one go, and repeated that I was the best bottom he has had. He told me he had to piss and would go." I was a weird mixture of jealous and ridiculously hard and turned on. I'll be breaking 5 today that's for sure. He stood up in front of me as I sat on the toilet seat listening. I got up and he sat down, I pulled his cock out from the toilet seat and as he let the water out of his ass I pulled on his balls. The water was clear, wow. I pulled him off the seat by his balls, "Is that it? Sit on my cock, make me cum and finish your story." "No, I asked him if he had even pissed on a guy, or if he'd like to see me drink it. He said he never had but totally wanted to try it. I went to the tub and he started to piss on me. my hair, my body, I opened my mouth and he pissed in it. While I swallowed he let the stream hit my face." He was doing a beautiful job bouncing up and down, clenching his ass as he went up, and loosening his ass as he dropped down. As he told me he didn't even learn this guys name, and never knew if the guy was clean but that he didn't care, I grabbed his hips and pulled him down for the first load of the day. "Damn boy, that was a hot story, I'm glad you told me. I'm a little jealous but as you can tell I'm very horny. I'll let you choose how I hit your balls." I pulled him off me by the balls and he let out a soft moan as he turned and went in for a kiss. "How ever you want to Sir." he said as he broke the kiss. "Are you sure? You got me pretty worked up" I said pulling his balls again. "I am hitting you 5 times, so you have to take them, no running away. If you want me to stop, I will, but only after the 5th one." "They're yours to abuse" "On your hands and knees", he quickly got down on the floor. I placed my foot against his balls and he dropped his head in anticipation. I grabbed the bottle of lube and lubed up my cock, got down on the floor behind him and slowly pressed into his ass. "Who's cock is bigger, mine or that fucker that has the record." "You do" he moaned. I pulled out, grabbed his balls and with a flat hand slapped them harder than I have before. he jumped but didn't pull away, and took a deep breath. I entered him again, and he was much tighter, "interesting", I thought. "If you're lying to me I won't hold back next time." "You're bigger, thicker." he moaned. I grabbed a bottle of poppers and handed them to him, he took 1 hit and dropped his head again. His hole loosened up and I railed into him, he's going to get his first load today. I kept a steady pace, and bounced off his perfect bubble butt. I came as deep as I could and pulled out quickly with a pop. I stood up, played with his balls again with my foot, and gave him a light kick, making his cock bounce, I could see pre-cum on the tip. He dropped his upper body to the floor, but didn't shy away. "To the bed, on your back on the edge" I grabbed the maximum impact and a towel, and followed. He was holding his knees to his chest like a good bottom, I came into the room and sprayed the poppers, placing the towel over his nose. I shoved it into his mouth and pushed my still hard cock into his opening hole. As I fucked his ass, his cock was semi hard, dripping precum on his stomach, his balls bouncing back and forth, I kept a steady pace again, and punched his unprotected, vulnerable balls. His hole squeezed my cock in response, I sped up the pace and hit him harder. He moaned and his legs started to close as his hole squeezed my cock again. I came, a second time deep inside him. He eyes looking backward, towel in his mouth, looking like he liked it but it hurt. I pulled out, slapped his thigh, "Bend over the bed" he did as he was told. I ripped the towel from his mouth, sprayed it again and shoved his face into the towel and the bed. "I'm going to knee your balls. If you want it harder, like a good slut, you let me know. I lined up behind him with my knee. and with a foots wind up, drove it into his balls. He grunted and said something into the towel and bed, I pulled him up by the hair. "What slut?" "1 more, harder" he groaned. I took the poppers, put it under his nose and sprayed one more spray into the towel. he laid his head down on the bed and nodded. I lined up again, and this time put my body into it. I kneed his balls and he grunted into the towel, and slowly curled up onto the bed. His balls red, slightly swollen and still exposed behind him. "Too hard?" I asked. "Just right" he replied, "Thank you Sir" "You're welcome, that was only 3 times in your ass by the way" He smiled with his eyes closed, "I know, we have all day" I left him on the bed, went out to the kitchen, made myself a drink and went outside to the pool to tan and relax. "He'll be mine for sure, he never saw or asked about the biohazard mark" I thought to myself as I drifted off.

When I Top what I want is a bottom who likes pain. The more the bottom feels my cock hitting home and cries out the harder I fuck.

Becoming the cumdump sissy cock slut for two two hung BBC Daddies.

There's a small park between the subway station I got off and the gay quarter; at night and in the early morning, it's naturally a cruising ground for drunk guys after the bars close, and I am frequently to be found among them. This particular night even as I began my trip into the city, I was already incredibly horny as I hadn't been fucked in a few weeks; in a small city with an underdeveloped gay scene it can be difficult for a tall, hairy, stocky guy in the transition stage between "cub" and "bear" proper to find a fuck. But it was barely past 11:00 PM so I figured I'd just take a cursory stroll through the park and then try my luck in the bars. It was a warm night in summer, so there were quite a few more silhouettes to be seen than I'd have expected for so early in the night, but no one who caught my interest; I was horny but not yet at the stage where I was willing to take just any cock. I lit a cigarette and sat on one of the benches, hoping for a promising newcomer after I'd taken stock of the current visitors. Finally, I started to walk to the park's exit - I would probably back in a few hours, with a few beers and a few more loads in me and in total cumwhore mode. Near the exit of the park, in a little side spot lined by thick hedges, were a set of table tennis plates. Usually, there were no guys there, as it was too close to the well-lit main path and easily spotted by any police car. Tonight, however, I saw a man leaning against one of the plates; he was short with a full black beard, and a thick pelt of fur poking out of his collar. His dark complexion and thick hair pegged him as Turkish or Arab, or maybe Greek, and I immediately wanted to find out which one it was. I approached him slowly, catching his gaze. His facial expression remained detached and cool, but he put on hand on his crotch, grabbing his cock and giving it a squeeze. I fixed my eyes on his bulge and licked my lips. As soon as I was within reach, he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down towards his bulge. It was clear he wanted to dump his load quickly and without hassle. I dropped to my knees and eagerly started to lick across the denim covering his bulge, feeling for the head with my tongue and then starting to suck on it, making the bulge grow. He started to grind his still covered crotch into my mouth, pressing me against it. A low moan escaped his lips. Finally, he unzipped and with some diffculty pulled his cock out. It was above average in length, but not extremely so, cut (so most probably Turkish or Arab) and on the whole of average girth, but a massive thickness in the middle. Precum glistened in the dim light. I eagerly licked off the first drop, savouring the salty taste on my tongue. He wasn't in the mood to indulge me savouring however, and started to drive his cock into my mouth. I barely covered me teeth in time, his thrust making the inside of my lips scrape against them. I grabbed hold onto his thighs as he pushed past my tonsils into my throat, right to the hilt on the first thrust, my nose buried deep in his thick pubes and his balls pressing against my chin. He wasted no time starting to fuck my throat hard, allowing me only short intakes of breath, allowing me to smell a mix of sweat and old cum, probably this morning's wank. I did my best to enhance the experience for him, pushing his cock towards my palate with my tongue, sucking and swallowing the excess of precum and saliva in my mouth. He was half-grunting, half-moaning. Every once in a while he would violently shove his cock all the way into my mouth and hold it there, grabbing my hair so hard I thought he was pulling it out and making my eyes water, until I would have to push myself off him once I ran out of oxygen. After the third time he had done that, he grabbed my chin and turned my head upwards, locking eyes with me. With his thumb he traced my lips, while his other fingers were surpringly tender stroking my beard. "I'm close, want me to fuck you before I cum?" he spoke with a faint accent, his voice was deep and hungry. I could barely manage a nod and grunt signifying my assent. He pulled me up and stepped around me. I quickly undid my belt buckle and dropped my trousers. For the first time I noticed how sweaty I was, as my ass was exposed to the night air. He pushed me down onto the table tennis plate. I reached back to spread my cheeks and expose my hole towards him. He grunted in approval and he spat on it. I could feel him rubbing his hard cock head against my hole, rubbing precum and spit into it, teasing my and slowly pushing his head in. "No condom, yes?" "Please," I managed, barely. There was no question I needed him raw. He pushed the head past my hole, and I had to stifle a scream. He gave me no time to adjust and started to thrust in further. "You're fucking tight." His thick cut cock tore up my ass; I could take an uncut one easily with just spit and precum, but this was more painful than I had thought. I moaned in pain. "Shut up, I won't take long" he muttered. He placed his right hand hand on my head and pushed me into the table and held my right arm behind my back with his left as he starting to really fuck me, deep and hard and fast. He hadn't lied, after about two minutes he let out one more deep grunt, thrust one last time deep inside me and came, pumping his load deep inside my ass. I could feel his cock twitch inside me. He collapsed on top of me, and I could feel the of his body. "Thanks, I really needed that..." and to my surprise, he kissed the back of my neck before pushing himself off me and withdrawing his cock from my ass. I heard him zip up before he said "Hope to see you around again," and with that, he left. I was still lying on the table tennis plate, trousers around my ankles, my freshly bred hole still exposed to the night air, my left cheek throbbing from where it had chafed against the plate during the fuck, breathing in deeply. It took me a further minute before I managed to stand up myself and pull up my trousers. I quickly thought about going back home, before I decided that with my hole already fucked open and a load up my ass, tonight would be a good night to cruise the bars after all.