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my alarm went off at 530am. i hopped into the shower and got ready. i was about to get fucked by a guy id met on a hookup site. it wouldnt be the first time. in fact, when i put the address into the gps that morning it asked if i was going to the gym and would i like to save the address. jeez. i'd told him my situation--closeted bottom married to a woman--and expected him to stop responding, like most guys. but he said he understood and that was fine. i was shaking the first time i went over. i'd never been fucked in the ass. i was dressed for work in slacks and some banana republic shirt. he answered the door in boxers and gave me a hanger while I undressed. when i was naked he had me suck his cock. i was awkward but super eager. Once he was very hard he pulled a condom out of the bedside table and rolled it on his dick. he lubed me and his dick up and slid it inside as he pushed me down on the bed in missionary position.i guess its ridiculous to say but he fucked me like id fucked girls my whole life. it was intense. i had to ask him to stop for a minute. he stayed inside me. after a minute he squirted more lube on his cock and started fucking me again. i closed my eyes and contemplated. after all this time id actually gotten fucked by a guy. he was going to fuck my asshole with his cock until he ejaculated and that seemed like a great idea. and it was. **** now i was experienced. lol. last night i cooked a fancy dinner for me and the wife and enjoyed good wine and i texted my friend "i want you to cum in me tomorrow." that was true. itd always been part of my fantasies all those years i pretended i wasnt gay. taking a train of guys in the ass, no condoms in sight. begging to be the biggest cumslut. he didnt reply but we had a plan for the next morning. like i said, i headed over. parked on the street like usual and headed into his apartment complex. it was endlessly repetitive but his apartment was next to a laundry room so that made it easy to find. i looked at my phone and saw i had a text from 2 minutes ago. "OK". fuck. now i was having second thoughts. i walked towards the dryer exhaust and then the apartment to the left. he took an extra minute to answer the door but was in his usual attire. everything started as usual including him rolliing on a condom. i was immediately relieved. it was not an acceptable risk to take. the sex was amazing. my cock stayed hard and i shot a load on my stomach. he pulled out of my asshole and yanked off the condom. fuck. my eyes bugged and he was back inside me, thrusting hard. i had asked for it. explicitly. i was weighing whether i should ask him to stop when he grabbed my ass hard and pushed in deep. obviously he was ejaculating. my legs were wide, allowing his 7 inch penis to deposit his load all the way in me.

TRUE STORY! 4 years after 9/11 i went with a friend on a vacation to New York City. I was 22 & he was 21 (Let's call him DB.) and we knew each other from clubbing in Amsterdam. Because we lived close together an about 100km from Amsterdam we started to go out clubbing together. He comes from rich family so we always drove there in his BMW. After closing time we went to the Thermos Sauna to see if we could find (seperate) a hot fuck. He looked very hot naked. He was blond and had a slim slightly athletic hairless body; a real twink. I was build a bit bigger, but an athletic/muscular body due to my Judo training 4 times per week. There was a sexual tention between us but we never acted upon it. We arrived at JFK airport on 4 July. The cab ride was hell but we could look forward to the fireworks show that evening. Those 2 weeks we did almost everything together but also had some evenings/night where we did our own things. That evening he planned a sex date in our hotel room so i went out. Because i also wanted sex i went to a Cruising Bar/Club (I thought it was called Tandem). At the entrance i payed for a locker and went inside. I put all my stuff in the locker and put the towel around my waist. While walking around i saw enough hot young guys but the most guys were older than 35. After a hour or so i had eye contact with one of the hottest black guys i ever seen. He had a ripped body, his body covered with tattoos, a big smile with blinding white teeth, and something big under his towel. I walk passed him and maintained our eye contact. A little bit further i stopped to lean against the wall. I looked at him to see what he will do. After a few minutes he started moving and walked straight passed me. But then he stopped, turned around and openend his towel wide and said: "If you think you can handle all of this then follow me". He turned around and walked on with me following close. We came at 'his' room, he unlocked the door and we walked in. He dropped his towel and i did the same. "Where are you from?" he asked. I answered "The Netherlands. I'm Dutch". He answered with "Never fuck a Dutch boy" and started to laugh. He asked me if i wanted a drink. I nodded. He said "It's laced with some G". My reaction was "Perfect! That always makes me horny and relax". He started stroking his semi soft black cock while i was drinking. "YEAH! Drink it all. I want you high and loose" he said. I could see that he was getting turned on because his cock started to grow longer and thicker. "Suck me" je ordered. So i went down on my knees and took his huge cock in my mouth. He grabbed the back of my neck and started pushing his not full erect cock inside. I'm very good in deep throating but this cock made me gag. My gag reflex tried to push me off his cock but he held my head in place and after ever gag reflex my throat relaxed for a second or two. As soon as it relaxed he pushed in deeper. Big amounts of saliva started drooling from the sides of my mouth. After 2/3 of his cock in my throat the reflex stopped which made it easier to breath thru my nose. He kept his dick inside and moved his hands to my nipples. He began to twist and pinch them which made me horny as hell. "Now do mine!" he ordered. I put my hands up and try to feel my way to them. When i found them i mirrored what he was doing. He started to grunt and i felt his cock swell up in my throat. A warm feeling went down my throat. After a minute he pulled out. "Did you come?" i asked. "Sort of" he replied. "I have loads of micro orgasms that make me ooze cum. I can cum a large amount before finally blasting the mother load!" and begins to laugh. I stand up and we started kissing. He stops kissing me and asks "Not many can handle my thick 11" cock. Why do you think that you can take mine?". "I'm playing with toys since i was 16 and i took my first fist at 18 and both hands at 21" i answered. His eyes lightened up and he said that he wanted to fist me with the cum in my ass afterwards. "No condom?" i asked surprise. "Look at it... no condom fits" he said. He saw me hesitating so he asked me if i really wanted to pass up the opportunity being fucked by an enormous black cock, but he could understand and respect my choice if i did. But he had me; i couldn't pass this up. I asked if he maybe had some K (ketamine) too relax my ass better. He answered "No" but added that he had something beter called T. In 2004 no one had even heard of Meth in The Netherlands, so i assumed that T was similar to K. I climbed in the sling and he strapped my legs up. He lubed up my ass before shoving a shard up my ass and pushing it in he then pulled out and shoved another shard in my ass. He then started to work his fingers in my ass. One quickly became two and after several minutes he had three inside me. "Your hole is already very loose" he said while massaging the melted shards inside my ass. "It burns" i said. "That will subside quickly" he replied. And within 5 minutes it went over in to a warm glow that started spreading thru my body. I was horny as hell and i pleaded with him to work my ass harder and deeper. He pulled out his fingers. My ass felt so empty that i begged him to put them back. But he had something better. He began to push his huge cock inside me. Slowly he sank deeper until he couldn't go deeper. He was stuck on 2" but determined to go balls deep. So he gave me poppers and inhaled several times very deep. My ass began to relax. He then grabbed my nipples and began twisting and pinching them again. I reached out and did the same with his nipples, before he could say anything. He began to grunt and i started moaning. I started to feel his warm cum oozing inside me. Slowly my second sphincter gave way. I yelped when the head of his cock slid past it. He then rammed his cock as deep as he could. He then nearly pulled out completely and slid his cock back in me. And rammed the last few inches thru my second sphincter. I gave a yell because of the pain. "Take some more poppers" he said. While i took deep hits he pulled out his cock and as soon as i was flying high he rammed his whole cock balls deep inside me. With every stroke he started to speed up. He piston fucked me for at least 25 minutes. He was drenched in sweat. My hole was foaming from all the cum he was oozing. His grunts became louder before slamming his cock deep inside me. I felt how his cock pulsated in my ass. Every pulse was stream of cum. It felt as an endless stream that was filling me up. He pulled out and i felt the cum gushing out of my ass. He quickly pressed his fist against my hole to stop it. I knew right away what he wanted. I took the poppers and begin to take deep hits while he started to work his fist in my ass by rotating. After about 8 hits i was flying high. I wanted his fist so bad that i pushed out as hard as i can while he pushed back. Then i relaxed again and i felt how my ass sucked his fist inside. He fisted me for at least 30 minutes before he starting to punch fuck me with his fist non-stop for 10 minutes. As he pulled out my ass remained open. Then we kissed. [ I never asked him for his status otherwise i would have know that he was poz and that he loaded me up with enough toxic cum to poz me three times over! ] MORE TO COME...

Chapter I. When I was in college, I dated this great guy. He was out on campus and at home. Over that fall semester, he told me he’d never brought a guy home and would love to show me around his hometown. He was from a decent-sized town with like three gay bars. We’d had some raunchy times together, and he’d just started letting me top him bareback. He’d dated guys his senior year, but never played raw and told me he’d had a reputation for being a bit of a prude. Now that we were off-campus and had our own apartments, it was easier to fool around, but we both had roommates. Our fuck sessions were limited to nights when his or my roommate had an evening class. We’d gotten good at scheduling dates, but forcing sex to happen on a schedule was a bit of a drag. When we had planned evenings together, I always carried a ‘fuck bag’ with lube and condoms, until one night, unscheduled, we met up crossing campus. He’d been flirting with a guy from home that he’d met on one of the apps. My guy was super horny. He basically pushed me into the bushes behind the library and bent over grabbing his ankles. He begged me to fuck him raw, so I obliged, lubing him up with spit and slid right in. It felt so very good. My guy was usually kind of passive, but the outdoors, the risk of being caught, and whatever he’d been texting with this other man really got him going. He was pushing back on my raw cock and riding me hard. I had no trouble staying hard, as sometimes happened with rubbers, and had to pull out and slap my dick on his slippery hole a few times to keep from cumming too soon. After three times trying to delay the inevitable, he moaned and begged for my seed. I rewarded his efforts by pumping my load deep into his hole and rocking my hips forcing my cum deep inside him. We were both sweaty, but pulled our clothes on and went our separate ways. We kept fucking raw like rabbits, in alleys, behind bushes, in mensrooms, darkened lecture halls, and even back at our own apartments. Now, headed off out of town for our first road trip together, we even fucked in the station as we waited for the bus to take us back to his hometown for Thanksgiving break. When we got to our stop, a guy my dad’s age met us at the station and gave my guy a big bear hug, and me a sincere handshake and pat on the shoulder. My guy introduced him as Tom, and we hopped in. Tom drove us to my guy’s parents’ house and told us he’d see us around. Turns out, they’d dated, and had broken up when he wanted to fuck my boy raw, but my boy wasn’t ready. Turns out too, that he was the guy he’d been sexting with that first night I’d bred him in the bushes. As he was driving away, Tom stopped and reversed, winking at us and saying we should go out with him to one of the gay bars tonight, sort of a homecoming, adding that he had someone special he wanted us to meet. We headed inside and were greeted warmly by my guy’s parents. We unpacked a bit and got ready to change into something for dancing and started making out in his bedroom. He pulled his jeans down as we kissed and brought my hand to his bare ass, still wet with my load from the bus station men’s room, and had me spread his ass cheeks wide. He asked me to get his hole more wet with spit. I started to spin him around to rim his ass, totally ready to eat my load out of him, but he shook his head and spit into my palm, bringing it back to his hole. I stood there spitting on my cupped hand and forcing it into his sloppy hole. He laid his head against my chest as I stood there, spreading his cheeks and fingering his ass. He kissed me as I worked to wet fingers in and whispered, ‘remember this position. We’ll need it later.’ He winked at me, pulled on his clothes, and headed downstairs. I was rock hard and horny for whatever was going to happen that night. I tucked my dick into my pants, put on a fresh shirt and headed downstairs. We waved goodbye to his parents and went back to the curb, where Tom was going to pick us up and head to the bar. Just as Tom’s car approached, my guy asked me if I would be ok with him getting fucked by another guy, like tonight. I thought for a moment, and my erection told us both I’d be totally ok with that. I grinned, but told him only if I were there and only if it was safe. My boy nodded, and we hopped into Tom’s backseat. To be continued…

I was really horny and had the afternoon off, so I decided to try out an ABS to see what I could find on an early weekday afternoon. Boy was I surprised!! I walked into the arcade and stood in an out of the way place until my eyes adjusted to the dark. As soon as I started walking around, a guy looked straight at me, stepped into a booth, and closed the door. I went into the next booth and kneeled down. He pushed his rather small cock through the glory hole. I was disappointed at how small it was, but I quickly realized he was a grower. And he grew fast. After a few minutes, he pulled his cock back and leaned down to ask if I wanted to come over. Of course I did. As soon as we were in the same booth, he turned me around and I pulled my pants down. I knew he was about to impale me, so I started digging for the lube in my pocket to grease him up. He fucked me for a while and then came in my hole. I thanked him, pulled up my pants, and exited the booth. Just a few minutes later, another guy motioned me into a booth. He quickly pushed his cock inside me and pounded away. A few minutes later he was grunting out his load in my hole. Load number 2 for me. I was catching my breath while standing beside the door to a booth. Two guys went in the booth. One of them (the better looking one) leaned back out and asked if I wanted to get fucked again. I was bent over the bench when my pants at my ankles in no time. He shoved inside me while the other guy used his hole. I just stayed bent over while his forward thrusts went deep in me, and his backward thrusts forced the other guy's cock in him. Not long until he flooded my hole. I wanted to leave on a high, so I decided to go home. I looked at the time stamp on the arcade receipt and the time on my dashboard. 42 minutes for 3 loads. I think that's a new record for me.

HENRY'S SENTENCE - PART 1 'What's a nice white boy like you doing in an overcrowded Nigerian prison?' says the journalist opposite me. The glint of my handcuffs catch his eye as I rest my arms on the table. 'Where do I start?' I say, but really I'm thinking I'd better tell him quickly before they take me back to my cell where Temi will be waiting. So, start I do... See, Mum and Dad are missionaries. I grew up traveling from one third world tropic to the next, all in the name of 'God' of course. But when I turned eleven, mum thought I should have a proper education. So they sent me back to the UK. Let's just say my fantasies of all boys schools did not materialize into reality. I'm slim, I like to run, but I'm not athletic. I'm a geek and not the cool kind who like superheroes. I read. Books. It was supposed to be the start of my gap year before uni. A month with mum and dad then onto more... welcoming locations... But when I arrived, everything changed. Black men are fetishized a lot, aren't they? But then, who isn't when it comes to sex? Tall, fat, trans, ginger... I can't say I've ever had a particular type. I just knew I liked men. Of course, I hadn't told anyone else that, not at that point. Did you know in Nigeria, you can be sentenced to ten years plus just for being gay? I do. My parents were living with Will, an old benefactor for the local church. His house was huge and, as I didn't know my way around the city, he assigned me one of his staff, Ayo, as a guide. I'd never seen anyone like Ayo before. He's a little taller than me with a defined chest and arms, but that arse... seriously. It's so round and high, you could rest a drink on it and you wouldn't even need to bend down to pick it up. Not to mention the bulge in his pants, hanging neatly against his thick thighs. His skin is the most beautiful colour I have ever seen. At night, he's as dark as thunder clouds but in the day, he's a rich roasted coffee whose eyes shine gold. And his smell, the sweat after a day gardening... just glorious. I wanted every part of him on me, in me. I've dreamt many times of him taking me to his room and forcing me down over the bed. But did he? I'm not giving anything away just yet. The first night there, I couldn't sleep in the heat, so I got up to get some water. As I neared the bottom of the stairs, I could hear something - slapping, heavy breathing. My first thought was mum and dad and I nearly vommed, but then I remembered they were both snoring when I passed their room moments ago. I tiptoed into the kitchen and peered around the corner. Bent over the dining room table was Will's wife, Anna and standing behind her, his back to me, was Ayo. He held her down with one arm, the other pressed into the small of her back as he rocked hard in and out of her. I watched his legs and arse as the moonlight caught them. I could see his balls slapping against her. Anna clung to fistfuls of the table cloth as she thrust herself back onto him. My heart raced. My cock throbbed. I let out a shaky breath and with it, an accidental little squeak of joy. Immediately, Ayo stopped and turned to me. I was mortified. I wanted to run but my legs wouldn't let me. Sensing his pause, Anna spoke and made to stand up, but Ayo kept her down, eyes firmly on me as he drew his thick dark meat from inside her and plunged it back in over and over again, all the while his eyes on me until she had to muffle her cries with the tablecloth and he finally turned away and threw his head back roaring as he emptied his sack into her. I took that as my cue to leave and darted back to my room. I waited until there was nothing but silence before I slid my hand down to my cock and began to wank. It didn't take me long until there was cum dripping off me, all up my chest and sides. I slept like that until Ayo woke me the next morning. 'You're late for breakfast.' He stood at the end of my bed in shorts and a vest, his skin glistening. 'I've had the car cleaned. We'll go out today. Show you around.' I nodded, though when Will said he was giving me a guide, I hadn't realised I would be on his schedule. I showered, quickly before throwing on shorts and t-shirt and heading down to mum who served us all tea and toast. I watched Ayo at the table, curious as to his position. He was employed here yet happy for my mum to wait on him. All the other staff were busy. 'What're you two up to today?' said dad over the paper. My eyes met with Ayo, but he spoke before I could. 'Henry's helping my with some errands, then I'm showing him 'round town.' It was the first I'd heard of errands. 'I'll get the dishes,' said mum as I stuffed the last of the toast into my mouth and downed my tea. Then we left. If I'd known then what I know now, I'd have got a taxi straight back to the airport.' The guard’s keys jangle as he steps back into the room and stands between me and the journalist. ‘Enough,' he says, knocking me forwards and hefting me up by the scruff of my neck. 'I'll come back tomorrow,' said the journalist and he leaves not waiting to see my dragged and shoved along to my cell. The Guard slides the key in with ease and opens the cell. He leans into me and whispers, 'I'll be back for sloppy seconds,' before thrusting me inside, slamming the door and locking me in. I push myself back onto my knees and look up to the bunk where Temi is sat, his back to the wall, legs spread, his eyes focused on a point beyond the bars. 'Enjoy your walkies?' he says, without even looking at me. I say nothing. He's at least 6'6"tall and chunky. Thick-thighed, a not unattractive podge of a belly. And his skin is the darkest I've seen of any man. He shuffles down the bunk a little and slides his trousers down a little revealing his thick, dark dick and enormous sack. He doesn't say anything. He doesn't have to. I crawl to him on my knees. He doesn't take much to arouse. I cup his balls in one hand and guide his dark meat into my mouth with the other, but he slaps both hands away. 'Be a good boy,' he says, still not looking at me. I let my arms fall to my sides and lean in, enveloping his soft penis into my mouth, slobbering and licking his balls as I do. He lets out a sigh, so I know I'm doing well. His cock grows quickly, plumping up. I reckon if he were slimmer, he'd have a solid 9" or more but that doesn't matter because the girth is barely containable in my mouth. I bounce my head up and down, trying to force as much as possible down, trying to put on a good show because I know what'll happen if I don't. He tastes salty now. I've grown to love that taste. His hands find the back of my head as he grows fully erect and hard enough that it's my throat that has to flex and bend - not his shaft. He forces me down on his meat for what feels like minutes at a time. I feel him flex halfway down my throat. I choke, my eyes running with tears. And then it stops as he slaps me off him and onto my back. He makes a gesture with his finger, and I slip my trousers off and climb into all fours. I hear him grunt as he kneels behind me. I push back as he puts his full weight into one hand on the small of my back forcing me to arch up and stick my boy-cunt out. He gobs full mouth of spit onto my hole and with one unmanicured thumb, spreads it around. Then he leans forward. I feel his belly rest on my arse cheeks. A wall of flesh meets my hole, and it doesn't stop. He slides forward, breaking me open until he's balls deep. I wince, his weight forcing me to almost faceplant into the concrete floor. I silence my screams as he tears at my hole, his cock thrusting in and out, ploughing me to fit his shape. He grabs my hair and lifts my head up with one hand, then scoops my hands up with the other and holds them behind me so I'm balancing on my chin. He lets out a series of loud, pants and groans as his strokes speed up becoming longer and longer. The inmates opposite say nothing. One sits on his bunk, grinning, hand down his pants, the other stands at the bars, his cock poking through as he wanks off at the sight of me being bred by my Master. Temi’s balls slap hard against my cunt as he builds his speed even more. I struggle to keep silent, sobbing and yelping but he doesn't care now. His whole body is beating into me, and I'm pushed further and further towards the bars on my face. Then he lets out a roar and I feel him swell inside me as he unloads his spooge, burst after burst, thrusting deeper into me until he's done. And when he is, he rips himself from me and for a few seconds until the pain of my hole retracting subsides, I long for him not to go. Then he climbs back into his bunk. 'Next,' he calls out, and I hear the hurried footsteps and jingling keys of the guard returning... Hey Guys, Hope you enjoy. More parts coming soon. I'm hoping to do multiple parts a week if people want them? I've noticed other students also adding info for tips here, so I'm doing the same, though it's not required - I just want people to read and enjoy really. Happy to survive on protein donations from the many men who enter me daily, but if you fancy buying me a drink, here's my Monzo - Venmo doesn't exist in the UK! [think before following links] [think before following links] https://monzo.me/andrewjames37

So, I'm mostly top. I have taken some dick but i'm mostly into fucking. My problem is that some btms are insatiable and only think of my dick (which is good, i admit it). But come on, i'm into men, not intestines. I'm turned on by a nice guy, not from his parts seperately. I need time to admire the guy that i will fuck. I need to hug him kiss him, lick his body and after some time (when i'm fully hard) to fuck him. I hate this rush. Come on let's fuck now. What? you're on ur job? can't you just leave everything and come to my place and then come back? can i be naked and when u come inside just fuck me? I dont like all these. I dont like it to be hollow. I need time.

Last night I went out to a gay club, and picked up a yummy 24 year old top, who I bought home,he spent the night at mine, fucked me multiple times. I woke up this morning with him stick his cock up my ass again, and once again he bred me. I made us breakfast then we went for a shower and once again he fucked me, pinning me against the shower glass and just fucking me like there was no tomorrow. After that I went down on him to clean his cock and he started to piss onme so I opened my mouth to take his golden amber. I loved that he was calling me his cum slut. I rarely get to have younger guys and I rarely bring people home with me. But wow he was good, average size cock but he knew what I needed.

It was a long weekend of fucking and abuse to my ass. I have never been starved of stimulation to my cock, and especially in sex. It remained locked up, and even still has released cum 3 times. 2 at the hands of Thomas. 1 to the party. I would be left alone in Katies room, and when Thomas was ready for another round I would be taken right there or to another room or device to receive a fucking, and/or fisting. Thomas has cum inside my sore ass 5 times this weekend, and apparently, I was summoned for a 6th. I made my way out to the living room to see the tripod and a barstool chair on the balcony. I joined them outside and Stephen placed me on the seat, tied my ankles and arms to the legs and back of the chair, and placed a black cloth over my head. The camera clicked on and I felt two hands on my caged up cock and started to explore my ass. 1 hand started to finger me and loosen me up, 3, then 4 fingers, started to slowly work my hole. The hand in my ass popped in and my ass was sore, as this hand moved in and out of me two hands unlocked and released my cock, it stayed soft, but definitely grew in length from this fisting. The fisting stopped and I was left for what feels like 10 minutes. Then hands grabbed the sides of my ass, the tip of a cock was placed at the entrance to my now sticky hole, and it pressed in slowly, the lube from the fisting dried and this cock was not lubed. There was no pop into my ass, this cock was tearing it's way in. He got all the way in, and I could feel this cock pulling at my ass deep inside me. Cum from deep in my ass started to lube his cock and my ass as he slowly fucked me. My ass was slapped, the bag over my head was pulled so my head bent backwards, slightly choking me. The fucking got more intense and my body rocked the chair into the railing. Oh how I wished for a hit of poppers, not because this fucking was bad, I just wanted it to knock me out again so he could do his worst and I'd be completely at his mercy. He rammed into me, creating a loud banging of the chair into the railing and of course the sound of his hips pounding into my ass. He told me this wouldn't be the last fucking nor "his worst" if I still came out negative. This made me smile, hoping to remain negative just so I would see what Thomas would do. He fucked me long and deep, my ass now crudely lubed. He sped up one more time, driving into the my abdomen. My prostate could handle no more and released one last flow of cum from my long aroused yet soft cock. splashing on the stool rungs and over the floor. Seeing this must have driven Thomas to the brink and it wasn't long before he released his load deep inside me. He pulled out angrily and I heard him go inside, who ever was on the camera and who ever fisted me left with him, the sliding glass door closed and I was left on the balcony. I waited so long I started to fall asleep, I was then untied and led back into Katies room and was sent to bed. I woke up Sunday and finally got to shower, I scrubbed hard all over, the guys had written on me. Neg to Poz, Poz cumdump, written on my ass and legs. I did laundry, the sheets were stained with cum and lube. And I waited for Katie to get home from San Jose. She finally made it and she seemed pissed. I hope she got the contract, I know she loves her job. - Katie - The weekend was a success but Mark pissed me off. And now taking control of this contract up here in San Jose feels like the best option. He brought a girl with him on this business trip. No idea who the bitch was but Mark did not fuck me once. The girl stayed in his room like a pet, and once we were done with business Mark would leave me with the potential clients and go back and probably fuck that slut all night. It pissed me off, but what made my weekend was Straightbait posted multiple times over the weekend. I loved that this bottom getting fucked and abused is left to the imagination, it allows me to picture it being Trevor. Every slap to his balls or new cock in his ass would make me almost cum on the spot. Then Saturday night new content was uploaded. The same bottom was now in a darker room, and there was writing on his ass. There were more close ups as a large cock pounded away at his swollen hole. The writing said Poz this, Poz that. The last video was hottest and I swear I recognize the location. The bottom was tied to a chair outside on what looks like our balcony. The top even seemed to be in pain as his cock slowly worked its way into the hole. It looked dry. The more he pumped his cock into this ass it seemed to lube up and the top sped up. The top came one last time into the bottom and the camera was left on his ass that slowly dripped cum from his wrecked hole for the last 3 minutes. I think it was my balcony I remember the plants. This idea drove me wild, I wished it was Trevor getting railed but if it really was our apartment it was probably that kid we saw leaving my roommates room that night Thomas pushed Trevor into the wall. I looked up what Poz meant and when I read it was to turn someone HIV positive i almost gasped as my pussy twitched in ecstasy at the thought of Trevor getting fucked and impregnated with HIV cum. I got home and Trevor was there. He looked tired but he feigned an energetic welcome. He pounced onto of me as I changed into PJ's and my knee accidentally drove into his balls. He groaned and doubled over on the far side of the bed. "Sorry babe", I laughed, "but just as well, I'm tired from this weekend" We turned off the lights and as soon as he was asleep I took my phone out to the balcony, the same stool was still sitting there. 'Fuck' I thought, 'that video was shot here' I reached into my pants, squated down and masturbated right there, holding on to the fuck stool for balance. -Trevor two weeks later- I got home from work Friday, I had sent Thomas a screenshot of a second negative test. He wasn't happy and asked for my address, I did not however expect him to be there when I showed up. "Open it up slut, I want to see." Thomas said tapping on my door. "See... my place?" I answered. "No you fuck." He backed up and waited for me to unlock the door. I opened the door slowly, I knew what he meant. He pushed past me into my apartment and grabbed it... I knew it. He turned to me holding my container of preP that was on the table. "I fucking knew it!" Thomas yelled, he threw the box at me and it missed landing in the apartment complex hallway behind me. As I turned to retrieve it Thomas was on me, he pushed me into the hallway, then landed a punch to the right side of my face, and before I was knocked out, kneed in the balls. I woke up about 30 minutes later with a killer headache, I like them better after poppers rather than getting punched. I stumbled to the front door, and looked out to see my preP was taken. Thomas figured it out. My stomach sank as I thought about what he would do to me now. At the same time my cock was growing. I text Katie "Just got jumped, I didn't see who it was, they knocked me out too fast" "OMG" she replied.

Jurgen and I invited Jason over for dinner a few nights later, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that he was relaxed, charming and fun to spend the evening with. Jurgen did notice our guest gazing at me on quite a few occasions, but interpreted it to be some form of hero worship rather than anything else. However, after he told me about it when we were getting ready for bed that night, I wasn't so sure. Jason joined us again for dinner on an evening when Aiden and Peter were also over, and seemed to make a good impression on them too. One thing led to another and they eventually invited him to join us at an upcoming gathering on the beach, despite my slightly wide-eyed glaring at them. Jason did seem to be relaxed around a bunch of gay men, but I wasn't sure how he would cope with the antics that usually went down on these Big Beach Barbie days. I determined to find a way to get him to head off once it started to get late, even if I had to take him away myself and then come back later. However, as it turned out, that wasn't an option. Rather than all just heading to a beach by whatever means, our next trip turned out to be a much more involved affair with everyone piling onto a stupidly huge private yacht owned by some guy called Alexei that Steve knew. He presented as a flashy Russian, but actually turned out to be a quiet and gentle guy who just wanted some company for a couple of days. The dozen or so of us attending thus all got settled into the various cabins before he motored us up to his chosen anchoring point, from where we could swim or use a smaller boat to get to the beach. Throughout the day people went back and forth to the boat to fetch more alcohol and food, thus fuelling a truly messy day. The sun hadn't even gone down by the time I was first ushered off into the trees by a couple of guys, and when night did eventually fall I was already carrying several loads inside me. Despite the alcohol consumption I was at least able to do my best to slip away at points when Jason was engaged in conversation with someone else, but that all became moot when it was dark and we all headed back over to the yacht for the rest of the night. Barely ten minutes after we were back on board, and despite my protestations that maybe we should go to a cabin, Gus had me down on all fours on the main deck. There was now nothing to be done to protect Jason from seeing all this, and I was very aware that he was one of the several guys standing around watching me getting bred. Indeed, he stayed watching as Gus blew his load, withdrew and was replaced by guy after guy after guy. I had deliberately worn black speedos to hide the 'CUM DUMP' lettering on my buttcheeks from him, but there was no way he couldn't now see them thanks to the light spilling out of the windows of the yacht onto the deck. I was truly out to him now. Eventually Jurgen reappeared from somewhere and settled down to sit in his favourite spot at my head, so I could gently nurse his dick while others went to town on my arse. My awareness of what else was going on diminished at that point and I just disappeared into my normal cumdump role, but when there was no-one fucking me anymore I let Jurgen's cock slide from my mouth and sat up. We were alone on deck, but could hear quite a bit of noise coming from the lounge area inside. "What's going on?" I asked Jurgen, being unused to the gangbangs tailing off like this. He smiled back. "Let's go inside and find out" he replied, giving me a bit of a wink. He'd been sat on the deck with me all this time, but seemed to know more than he was letting on. I hesitated, and then clambered to my feet and headed towards the door. As I turned into the room and pushed my way through a couple of the guys standing in front of it, I was greeted with a sight that made my stomach drop. There, on all fours in the middle of the room, was Jason, hungrily sucking on Alexei's cock like a man possessed. But it was his other end that caused me the greatest shock. Steve, his scorpion and biohazard tattoos on full display, was balls-deep in Jason's arse and fucking him to kingdom come. There definitely wasn't a condom in use, and based on what I could see there was already at least one load in Jason's passage. "What the..." I muttered. "Looks like you're not the only Pommy cumdump in town" whispered Jurgen into my ear, chuckling slightly. "I...I guess not" I sighed, unable to take my eyes off what was happening in front of me. Jurgen put his hand on the small of my back and urged me forward. "Go join your friend" he said. "Show him how it's done." I hesitated, but eventually relented and started to slowly move towards the spitroasting trio. I =then got down on to my knees and crawled forward until my face was almost against Jason's in Alexei's crotch. He noticed my presence and pulled off the substantial cock, turning to face me while his body was rocked back and forth by the force of Steve's pounding. "Hey" he said, his eyes glassy like my own get when I'm starting to get completely fucked out. "Thought...I'd...give...it...a...try..." I just stared at him, and then when he turned back to Alexei I did the same and we began to share our host's dick. In no time someone else had joined the party and I too was getting fucked. Initially my head was going a thousand miles an hour as I tried to process what was happening, but eventually I calmed and relaxed into the familiar feeling of being a cumdump. My cocky straight friend was apparently one too, the way things were going he'd probably be getting pozzed if he wasn't already already carrying the bug, but that could wait until morning. For now, there were dicks to serve, loads to take, and a whole lot of fun to be had.

Some of mine used condoms / frozen sperm collections..

It's A Good Hurt There was more than just a friendship with Gabriel, but I just didn't want to admit it. I kept telling myself it was a "Friends with Benefits" thing, but the more we talked the closer we got. Even so, I wasn't about to give up random casual sex. I hooked up with Chase again Tuesday night and both of his roommates were there. "Thank you for introducing me to the two cousins. We had a lot of fun Sunday night and I am going over there again this weekend" the Asian guy said to me after I walked in the door. I chuckled and replied "You're welcome. I usually don't hook guys up, but from Chase's comments you sounded like a match. Uh... they can get a little wild... say something if they go past your limits." Chase and I headed back to his room and he partly closed the door behind us. "You should have seen the look on Z's face when he got home Sunday night. Those guys must have fucked his brains out. He still had his post-fuck high when I crashed. Even this morning... he looked really happy" Chase said while taking his clothes off. I laughed again and said "I hope Z? knows what he's getting into" as I slipped out of my shoes and running gear, briefly wondering what 'Z' stood for. I moved toward the bed and he had just turned around to face me. I could tell he was about to say something, but I reached out with both hands and shoved him back on the bed. I may have used a little more force than I intended, but it worked out well since his legs spread on either side of my body and rose high enough for me to grab them and push them back. Chase wasn't a limber guy, so I couldn't fold his legs all the way back like some guys, but he bent far enough. I hadn't even given him a chance to suck my dick or any other type of foreplay. He was just laying there ready to get fucked with my hard cock pointing straight toward his hole. His face showed some fear, so I didn't think Tyler had lubed him up for me this time. I looked over and the lube and condoms that were always on the table were gone, replaced by a steel plug. I dripped a few gobs of spit down, the first hitting his balls and running down across his taint. The next two covered the head of my cock. He winced and groaned as I pushed in and it obviously wasn't enough. While he showed he was in some pain, he didn't cry out for me to stop or pull out. Once I had gotten a couple inches in, I showed a little mercy and pulled out. Crouching down, I kept his legs spread wide and spit a few more gobs of saliva into the red throbbing hole. Adding a some spit to my cock, I slowly pushed in again. This time it went in easier but he was still pretty tight and dry. Chase's eyes were glued on me and would dart back and forth between my face and my hips. My cock slowly plowed deeper and as it did Chase's whimpers got more strained. When I stopped, I was right at the next barrier and it gave him a chance to get a few deep breaths in, waiting for my next move. I knew with the lack of lube and slow descent I'd already made sure that his hole was prepped for my next dose. With the precum that was starting to flow, it started to feel a little wetter around my head, so I pulled back and started to fuck. The short strokes deep inside him got a bit longer each time and after about five minutes he was taking three quarter strokes and the whimpers had changed to moans. His cock was rubbing against my stomach and when I looked down it was hard as a rock and drooling pre over both of us. I wondered if it had some of my bug swimming in it yet, but I figured he would have told me if he had gotten sick even for a day or two. "Damn... I can't believe he can take that thing" I heard over my shoulder from Z. I gave a hard thrust and rammed into Chase's inner ring, but not through. "FUCK!" Chase yelled out. I chuckled and said "You should try it sometime." "No... I'd be too scared" Z said before I heard him walk away. Turning my attention back to Chase, I began to plow him again, tapping at the barrier but not breaking through. It wasn't a matter of not being able to, I was just waiting for the right time. By this time, his hole was wet enough that I could slide in and out much easier. I pulled completely out and shoved back in, once again tapping him deep. He got a few more rounds of that and when I went for one more I looked down and there was a red stain on the bed below his hole. "Fertile" I said under my breath and began to pound him. These strokes weren't fast but they had some force behind them and Chase began to gasp with each one. After about ten, I began to give him my entire cock and I broke through a half dozen thrusts later. He tried to yell out "fuck!" with some of the thrusts, but barely got the whole word out before it became gibberish. I would shove deep every few thrusts until my balls were tight and tingly. Chase could tell I was close and grunted out "Please" before he threw his head back and closed his eyes. Dragging my cock almost all the way out, I shoved half way in before my cock erupted. His guts were showered with my seed and after the first few spurts I slowly pushed deeper until the last couple shots were deep inside him. We were both breathing heavy and when I looked down I saw his face was covered in cum. There were a few streaks of cum on his chest but most had hit his face. I wondered if he had swallowed any, since his mouth was still agape. My balls were now empty and when my breathing was back to normal, I backed away, letting his legs back down. "Fuck... that was wild. You really wrecked my ass that time. I won't be takin' any dick or toys for a few days" he said. I chuckled and asked "Too rough for ya?" He paused and I could tell he wanted to say yes, but was afraid I wouldn't fuck him again. "Nah... just gonna need some time to recover before anyone can fuck me again. I should be fine by Saturday" he said. I smiled and saw he'd left a couple old towels next to the bed to clean up with. I used one and I left a dark stain on it. He was always well prepared for our fucks so I knew it wasn't shit. "Yeah, looks like I really did a number on your ass. My dick is kinda sore too" I said as I bent over and grabbed my clothes. As I stood up, he was wiping his ass with the other towel and then looked at the red marks on it. A long drawn out "Fuck..." was all he said. I walked out of his room and he followed me to the front door. "Yeah... no way I could handle a fucking like that" Z said. "Give me five minutes and I'll open you up and it'll feel really good inside you" I said before I walked out the door. I knew it would never happen but sometimes fucking with a guy's mind is almost as good as his ass. -- The stack of questions I had for Marc about the project had gotten pretty big. I knew he and Sebastian were going to San Francisco for vacation after LA, but I didn't know what their exact schedule was. I texted him "Hope ur having fun. Let me know when you get back to the office. I have many questions." I didn't expect a response until the following Monday, but I was a little curious to see how they were doing. A few hours later I got a text from Marc. "We are ok. Not having as much fun as with you and your friends. We both have discharge from penis. May have been from guy we met on Sunday before meetings. Hope we didn't share it with your friends, but pls warn them" was his message. My eyes rolled and I thought "Just wait another week or two." Slowly, a smile grew over my face and I figured the flu wouldn't be a total surprise to them, now. "Sorry to hear. U need info for clinic there?" I texted back. "No thanks. will go to doc @ home. no sex until then" he replied. -- That evening I was on the phone with Gabriel and I finally asked him how the appointment at the clinic went. "I was surprised that you went over to the clinic so soon. I would have gone with if you needed support" I told him. There was a pause and I sensed he didn't want to talk about it. "No, it's something I needed to do and I know you're busy with work" he said softly. "Don't worry about that, if you need to talk, just call. Or visit the clinic, I'll make time. Did it go ok? I hope they didn't harass you about waiting so long after your diagnosis" I said. "It went fine. They were really nice and understood my situation. I wasn't sure what to expect from the tests, but they seem to be about what they were when I was in the hospital. I guess that's a good thing..." he replied. "Mind if I ask what they are?" I asked, wondering if I was getting too personal. He laughed and said "I guess since you're my primary sex partner you should know... Just under 200 thousand viral and a little over 800 for the other one." "Those sound pretty good. No one else really needs to know... Tell who you want and choose how much info you want to give them. Like the guys at the bathhouse... Some want an anon load and don't care what your status is. Others get off knowing you're giving them poz spunk or they're getting to fuck a poz guy. Most of the time, the details aren't really important" I said. "Yeah... I'm kinda figuring that out now" he replied.

Part 4 “Come on,” I said, “let’s rinse off. Then we find some more cocks to breed this whore. What do you say, boy?” Adam laughed and said “sure, just keep me spun and get me more loads and I’ll be a happy cunt.” He leaned over and started making out with Josh again and then they disappeared into the bathroom. I grabbed my laptop and put up ads on BBRT and Sniffies to find more cocks to fuck the whore. “Bought a party whore tonight and want to share him with others. No load refused. He’s got 8 loads already. Pump and dump situation. You come, you breed the whore and leave to make room for the next load to use his pussy. No endless back and forth. Serious pigs only.” I posted the ads (along with updating my Scruff and Grindr profiles to advertise the whore) and went into the bathroom to rinse off myself. The boys were making out under the hot water and I muscled in on the fun and quickly we got refreshed and clean. Adam still had the buttplug in to keep all the loads inside him. We went back into the bedroom and the boys laid down on the bed and started making out again while I checked the messages. A pimp’s work is never done. A bunch of time wasters but also some good ones. I knew that some of the guys would chicken out, but some would show up so I sent them the address along with my sex phone number (thanks, Google Voice) and we waited. I filled the bong again and we shotgunned some more T around while the boys made out, and Adam lazily sucked on both of our cocks. My message sound dinged and the message said “Here, dude, I brought a sexy bud who has a big cock. Hope that’s OK.” I laughed and showed the text to the boys, slapped Adam on his big furry ass and went to answer the door, wearing just a jockstrap. I looked through the spy hole just to make sure, and waiting on my porch were two late twenties guys, looking very “bro-ish” wearing ball caps backwards, shorts and tank tops. They were both tall and muscular with a little hint of a beer gut around the middle. One of them was hairy, the other was smooth and both sported short, sexy beards. They were glistening with sweat so I figured they would smell good, too. I opened the door and invited them in. “I’m Jake, the whore is in the bedroom with his pussy in the air. He’s hungry as fuck.” They introduced themselves as Tony (hairy) and Rick (smooth). Tony said “Fuck babe, let’s get to this. I really wanna dump a load.” Oh, they were boyfriends. Hot. We all three laughed and I followed them to the bedroom, admiring both of their jock boy asses. We got to the bedroom and Adam was on the bed with his ass in the air, still plugged, while Josh sat in a chair stroking his fat jock boy cock. Tony and Rick immediately stripped their shorts and tanks off and pulled their cocks out of their jocks. Tony was 9” long and thin with a nice foreskin and Rick was only about 7.5” but incredibly thick and circumcised. They were both already hard. Good. The whore was going to get what he asked for. They grinned at each other. Tony introduced them to Josh and then addressed Adam directly. “You ready for our cocks, whore? How many loads you got in there already?” “Yes, sir! Eight sir!” “Sweet, boy. It’s a nice pussy. Bet it’s good and sloppy.” He and Rick both laughed and Rick turned to me and said “we’re both tops and like to breed hot sloppy cunts together. Love breeding a pussy with my husband’s cum as lube.” We all laughed and I reached over and pulled the plug out of Adam’s hole. He sucked in his breath as the plug popped out but he kept his ass in the air so no jizz would drip out. A little bit did, so I pushed it back into the gaping cunt. Tony seemed eager to shove his fat cock in Adam’s pussy and he did just that. In one push the entire thing disappeared into the whore. With no resistance. Rick moved around to stick his cock in Adam’s mouth and I reminded them “all loads go in his pussy. That’s what it’s for.” They both laughed and Rick said “fuck yeah, man. Gotta breed a big hairy cunt like that.” Josh and I were sitting, watching the fun and passing bong hits back and forth. I held the bond up to the boys and said “you partake?” They both grinned and said “fuck, yeah, bro! Thanks!” I stood up and did a big hit off the bong and passed it to Tony who was slowly fucking Adam’s pussy while he moaned, off on his own planet of pleasure. Both of his holes were full of cock and he wasn’t going to stop moaning until we were done breeding him full of cum and piss. Tony passed the shotgun to Rick and they passed it back and forth until it was done. “Thanks dude, I’m lucky I only get harder when I get a little spun.” We all laughed and I said “I’m not sure your cock could be any harder, if it was it would probably break my whore.” Tony laughed and said “I’m one of those weird guys who can cum, keep on fucking, and cum again. Maybe four or five times.” Rick laughed and added “it’s true, I’ve seen him do it. Once he gets in a sloppy pussy he dumps a few loads in.” I smiled and said “that’s cool, dump a load each and if you want to, come back later and breed the whore again. I know he’ll be up for more loads. I mean, he’s a fuckin whore, after all.” They laughed and Tony said “Cool, we will. I really dig a sloppy cumdump like this and Rick does too, right babe?” Rick just laughed and said “hurry up and breed this bitch.” Tony sped up and started pumping his fat cock in and out of Adam’s hole faster and faster, his breathing getting deeper, Rick egging him on. “Come on baby. Breed that pussy. You know you wanna knock this whore up and make him pregnant. Come on baby.” Rick pulled his cock out of the whore’s mouth, reached over and started playing with Tony’s low hanging nuts. He pulled them hard, down and twisted his scrotum. This elicited a deep, guttural moan from Tony and Adam also started begging for Tony’s load. “Come on, dude! Knock me up. I wanna have your fucking babies. I’m a filthy whore who lives for cum, so give me that fucking load in my pussy." Rick continued to yank Tony’s nutsack and played with his tits, while Josh and I watched from the sofa in the corner. This was hotter than any porn I’d seen in a long time, mostly because the guys were really sexy and enjoying each other. Figuring the boy needed some more stimulation, I walked up to Tony and played with his ass a bit, sliding my finger inside his cunt, playing with his prostate. He moaned loudly and a few seconds later he started to breathe heavily while Rick yanked hard on Tony’s nuts and he screamed. “FUUUUUUUCK. I’m cumming! FUCK!” Rick laughed and said “fuck yeah, babe! Breed that whore!” He pulled his cock out of Adam’s mouth since he knew he was up next to breed my property. Tony kept slamming his cock into Adam’s pussy and I could see his low hanging nuts pull up and throb every time another spurt of cum was shot into the gaping cunt. After a minute or so, he collapsed on top of the whore’s back and they both laid on the bed, Adam moaning incoherently because his cunt was still full of cock and Tony catching his breath. Finally, Rick said, “come on babe, I gotta get my dick in that pussy. I’m about to blow but I didn’t wanna do it in his mouth. This bitch has gotta get bred.” I could see that I was getting more messages to use the whore but I figured they would wait. This was far too hot. Tony rolled off and stood up, cock glistening with his own load and the cum of all the other tops who’d fucked Adam today. Rick quickly lined his cock up with my whore’s cunt and slammed that enormously fat cock inside. Adam gasped and moaned “fuck, daddy! Poppers, please!” I opened the bottle and held it under his nose, while he greedily sucked in the vapor. Rick didn’t let up, he just kept raping Adam’s cunt, hard. “You want my fat cock, ya filthy whore? Gonna leave you gaping whether you want it or not.” Adam just moaned while Rick continued to savagely pound his cunt like a man with a mission. He was on a mission, to breed my whore again. He wasn’t kidding that he was ready to blow his load. Rick only lasted about 5 minutes, pounding Adam’s cunt with his massive cock. Finally he rammed his cock in as far as it could possibly go and I watched his nuts contract. After four or five spurts of cum, he finally rolled over and his cock pulled out of Adam’s hole with an obscene sound. He immediately said “On your knees, whore! Don’t let any of that jizz drip out of your pussy.” Adam jumped up and put his cunt back in the air, so I plugged it again. Rick then grabbed Adam’s head and pulled his mouth onto his cock to clean it off. Adam greedily sucked it as far down as he could (which wasn’t all the way, it was just too thick). After a few strokes up and down, he pulled Adam’s face up to his, spat on it and said “Good faggot. We’ll be back later to breed you some more, if it’s OK with your Daddy.” I laughed and said “sure, dude, come back whenever you want. Just text me first.” And in a flash, Tony and Rick were dressed gone, and I never had a chance to eat either one of their fantastic asses. Oh well, maybe they would come back. A daddy can hope, right?

In this case, the D&D stand for Dungeons & Dicks. Or Dice & Dicks. Or maybe even Dicks & Disease. All of them are accurate, but I’m getting ahead of myself here. Being a single, gay nerd in the city but with very few friends, I found myself alone a lot. And lonesome a lot. Not being much of a drinker or a bar person, I was constantly looking for any sort of fun activity where I could find some friends with a common interest. And, admittedly, sometimes just the chance at a decent fuck. Unfortunately, most of the time I just ended up along on my couch, pulling my pud. As I was bored and cruising online one evening, I stumbled upon a profile that piqued my interest. It was a wickedly hot, leather daddy-type— ruggedly handsome, salt and pepper hair, muscular, bearded, furry, dark eyes, and man did he look fine in a harness. His picture made me stop scrolling and open his profile, but it was his interests that really piqued my curiosity. In addition to being a top and into leather, he wrote that he was a dungeon master for a leather D&D group. It was a fun, diverse group of men and they played on Saturday evenings, usually in leather or other gear. It has been awhile since I’d played D&D, but I always really liked it. And I hadn’t had a group game night in so long that the idea really appealed to me. “What have I got to lose?” I asked myself. So I struck up a conversation with him. Me: You have a D&D group? Cool! Are you in a campaign right now, and are you accepting new players? DM: Actually, we are just starting a new campaign, and there is room for one or two more. Are you interested? Me: I’m VERY interested! I’d love the chance to play with you guys. Can you tell me a bit about what all goes on? DM: Well, we typically get together in the early evening on Saturdays. We’ll drink (possibly smoke a little 420), roleplay, and generally have some laughs and a good time. It’s a good excuse to wear some leather and escape into a fantasy realm. Me: All that sounds great- I could really use a fun group to hang with DM: Now, I will say that sometimes our evenings evolve into sex. The campaigns tend to be randy, and as DM I make sure to make the adventures are full of… fun. Besides, we are playing in a leather “dungeon” space and boys will be boys… Me: Is the sex expected or…? DM: Naw. It usually happens at the end of the evenings. You can always just go home at that point if you want. Or just watch. Me: Good to know. Although it’s been so long since I’ve been plowed, I’d probably welcome a host of Orcs to breed me! DM: Really? Do tell…. Me: haha, I don’t know. DM: oh come on. Use your imagination. D&D is all about about fantasy and creativeness Me: You said it was a dungeon, so I guess I sort of picturing being a Paladin and being captured by a roving band of Orcs. They strip me, put me in a sling, and restrain me so they can teach my lawful good ass a lesson. It’s kind of hot to think about a bunch of big-dicked Orcs standing around, egging each other on, and taking turns using the Paladin for their dark enjoyment. By the end, I’m full of Orc seed and have to make a saving-throw vs poison or be turned into a anti-Paladin. DM: hmmm. Now that IS hot. Me: heh, yeah. I guess I have a dark fantasy life. DM: well, I think you are just what our party needs. Can you cum next weekend and do you have any gear? Me: Yeah! I’m free. I’d love to meet the group and have an adventure. And I have a leather harness. And a jock. DM: Wear them. We’re gonna have a lot of fun. Oh! Do you have any dice handy to do a pre-roll for me? Like a 1d20? Me: Um… no. No multi-sided dice here. I think I could find a regular die maybe in my game closet… DM: Go get it. I’ll wait I left to go rummage around in my games. I did manage to find an old Yahtzee game and I grabbed the dice from it and dashed back to my computer. Me: Back. I have the Yahtzee dice. DM: Good. Pick three and roll them for me. And tell me what numbers you get. I did as I was told. Since I wasn’t exactly sure what I was rolling for, I wasn’t sure if a high number or low number was better. Normally you want the highest number possible (like for hit points or saving throws). These dice weren’t necessarily kind. Me: I got a 1, a 2 and a 4. DM: Excellent. Thank you. Me: what was I rolling for? DM: Don’t you worry about that. It was just a pre-roll to help me with some character creation stuff for the campaign. Now, next Saturday show up at 6 pm so that we can generate your character and get you ready to play, ok? Oh, and be sure to cum “prepared” just in case. You might meet a guy or two and really hit it off. Who knows? They’re a good group I agreed and told him I’d see him the following Saturday. I gotta say, the next week passed exceedingly slowly. My mind kept drifting to my impending D&D party and I was getting excited. Not only was I getting the chance to meet some guys for fun gaming, but maybe I’d meet some guys for other fun too! Lord knows I could use it! And if not, just getting the fuck out of my apartment would be a blessing. I did jack off thinking of the possibilities of maybe meeting a guy and being bent over in the dungeon, but I stopped mid-week in order to put myself in a randier frame of mind. Saturday finally rolled around (pun intended) and I was almost jumping out of my skin I was so excited. I was also more than a bit nervous. After all, I was walking into a group situation where I was the new guy. What if I didn’t like it or they didn’t like me? I decided that going one time was an adventure in and of itself, and if I didn’t like it I wouldn’t have to go back. At least it was an opportunity, right? I prepared myself as requested. Man, had it been awhile since I’d been fucked and just douching made me horny! I donned by old Bike jock strap and leather bulldog harness and I drove to the address provided. I parked and walked to the front door, butterflies in my stomach. There was a note on the door with my name on it. I opened it and it said, “Welcum and well met, friend. Adventure (and desire?) await beyond this portal. If you are strong of will and pure of heart, enter. Follow the signs to the dungeon where your mettle will be tested.” The gothic script was a nice touch, as was the note. It set a good tone and I was excited for the night to begin. So I turned the doorknob and entered. The house was dimmed upstairs, but there was enough light to see by. I followed the signs through the living room to the basement stairway. There was some low, atmospheric music playing. It was akin to the soundtracks that some folk have at Halloween parties. As I headed down the stairs to the “dungeon” I took note of the sign on the sloped riser “Abandon all hope, all ye who enter here.” Again, nice touch. At the bottom of the stairs the dungeon was dark, lit with some fake candles for atmosphere, and a red bulb. There were also black curtains up to make a small ante-chamber of sorts. At the back of this area sat Daddy DM behind a desk. He had on an ornate, leather, demon half-mask with curved horns. He was also wearing a harness and leather wrist cuffs, and a leather arm band on the left. On the desk was a set of ornate D&D dice. The were obsidian with gold numbers and they glittered in the half-light. I also had the distinct impression that we weren’t alone in the dungeon. Like, I could sense that there were other people lurking behind the black curtains, even if I wasn’t sure. My skin just crawled with that feeling. “Welcome,” he said. I am your Dungeon Master. You may address me as such or as ‘Master’ for the remainder of the evening. Is that clear?” “Yes Dungeon Master,” I said in a hushed voice. “We’re very glad to have you as part of this campaign. First, I will give you a safe ‘phrase’ for the evening. This is a precaution and for you to use as you will, although I hope you will enjoy yourself so as not to avail yourself of it. Your safe phrase is ‘holy avenger’. Do you understand?” Again I replied, “Yes, Dungeon Master.” Although my mind was starting to spin a bit trying to figure out why I might need a safe phrase. Like, how far did this fantasy role playing go? I didn’t want guys to start smacking me with fake swords and stuff. “Come forward. It’s time to create your character.” He produced a character sheet from a desk drawer and a heavy, ornate fountain pen. “You are to be a Paladin. After all, it is the first character that came to your mind when we chatted, and our campaign has never had one. Our character profile tends to skew much darker than Lawful Good,” he grinned. “First, however, what will be your name henceforth?” I had been thinking of names since I had been invited, so I was ready. “Astor. I would like to be known as Astor. Astor the Pure.” The DM looked at me and smirked. “Ass.. tore. How fitting.” This was met with a few hushed snickers from behind the curtain. “And are you pure, as your name states? Meaning in this case, are you HIV negative?” “Yes, Dungeon Master,” I whispered. The DM looked at me as a slow smile spread across his face. “Well then. Well met, Astor... the pure.” The Dungeon Master then had me roll the dice and determine my hit points and various character qualities. Within 10 minutes we had my character fleshed out. The DM took the sheet and pen from me and put them back in the drawer. I was a bit confused by this until he spoke again. “The campaign will begin shortly and you’ll get your character sheet back at that time. But first, Astor the Pure, are you ready to begin your solo adventure?” “Solo adventure, Master?” I inquired hesitantly. “Astor, you have not yet met up with the rest of your adventure party. You must journey to meet them at a distant tavern. Are you ready to begin?” “Yes Dungeon Master”, I nodded. “Roll the d20,” he commanded. I rolled it and watched as the d20 betrayed me. It was a 2. The DM chuckled low and throaty. “A 2. Well, it seems misfortune is following you, Astor. While bathing yourself in the local stream, all of your clothes are stolen. Disrobe now and leave your clothes over there,” he said as he pointed to the foot of the staircase. “Um… do you mean for real or…,” I started to say. The look the DM gave me told me everything I needed to know. I took off all my clothes. His eyes glittered like the obsidian dice on the table. When I got down to a jock and harness I was told I could keep those on along with my boots. “Roll the d20 again,” he commanded. And again the die was not kind. It was a 4. “Oh dear,” he said with a sneer, “You seem to have stumbled upon a roving band of Orcs.” His eyes glinted in the half-light and my stomach clenched. Orcs? No. He wasn’t going down the route of the fantasy I had texted him during our conversation a week ago. I heard shuffling and movement from behind the curtain and I started to shiver. “Roll the d20 again. This is going to determine which die you roll for just how many Orcs you will face. The number on the d20 will be rounded up to the next nearest die type. For instance, if you roll a 3, you will then roll a 1d4. If you roll a 5 or 6, a 1d6. 7-8, a 1d8, etc. May the fates be kind.” I hesitated. The d20 had been rolling low for me, so perhaps it was a loaded die? Did I really want to go through with this? I had a safe phrase. I could opt out. I was shaking I was so nervous, but it was also that nervous shiver from excitement. I could still back out later if things went off the rails. So I picked up the die and rolled…. I got an 11. “An 11. That means you’ll be rolling the 1d12 to determine the size of the Orc band. And may the odds be ever in your favor,” he snorted. This entire time I heard movement and low murmurs from behind the curtain. There were definitely a few men back there, how many I could not tell. The got quiet as I picked up the 12 sided die to roll for how many marauders I would face. I rolled. A 12. Fuck. “Astor the Pure. On your journey to the tavern to meet up with your band of adventurers, you were set upon by 12 Orcs. Although you struggled valiantly, one Paladin was no match for 12 Orcs. 12 Orcs that had been without companionship for months while on the road.” The DM swept the dice off the desk, put them into a velvet bag and placed them in the desk drawer. He then stood up and with a gesture directed me to enter the curtained area behind the desk. I obeyed. As soon as the curtain swept closed behind me, I was actually set upon by what I assumed to be the “orcs”. It was really dark and I couldn’t see much yet. The orcs were rough as they subdued me. One orc held me in a headlock from behind, fully pressed up against me. I felt his hard cock nosing into the cleft of my ass. At least two other orcs grabbed my arms. One roughly grabbed my cock through my jock strap. My mind was reeling and I was having trouble forming coherent thoughts. Was this really happening? Was I about to be fucked by 12 guys?? Am I up for this? Do I even WANT this to happen? I was very conflicted but was also very turned on. A brief mouth on my cock sort of pushed me over the edge and I relaxed into the situation. A moan escaped my lips. The orcs then walked me forward to the glow in the dungeon, the one behind me keeping me in a headlock. As my eyes adjusted I could see they were leading me to a sling. There was a dim red light above and some fake red candles in the sling alcove, all giving the area a hellish cast. When we got to the sling area, my captors released me and turned me around. That’s when I saw their faces (and bodies) for the first time. There were 5 Orcs there, and each had on an identical grimacing leather “orc” mask. Their faces were totally obscured. They even had eye black around their eyes to add a dark touch. Each orc was also dressed in various leather gear. It did not escape my attention that each Orc was also fully erect and impressively endowed. My eyes passed over each of them in turn. One orc appeared to be a younger, twink type. Bulldog harness and nothing else. Tight, hairless body, with a good 7 inches on him. His cock was curving up toward his navel, and his balls were tight to his body. He licked his lips. The second Orc (we’ll call him uncut Orc) was a stocky, Hispanic guy. Old school harness that had a strap down to a cock ring. Thick chest and arms, with leather/metal bicep cuffs. His cock was a fat, uncut, hefty piece of meat jutting straight out from his body. Maybe 6.5”, but wide, especially in the middle. There was already a glistening strand of precum drooling from his foreskin covered head. The third one was obviously an older man- perhaps late 60’s or more? It was hard to tell, not being able to see his face, but he sort of had that skinny, grandpa physique. No harness, but he had on chaps. And Jesus fucking Christ. One of the biggest dicks I’d ever seen on a human. Had to be 10 inches at least. Straight as an arrow. And meaty thick. Not maybe as thick as the Hispanic Orc, but definitely a fucktube of epic proportions. And a set of ridiculous low hangers on him too. My hole puckered tightly just seeing him. The fourth Orc was a goddamn muscle god. One of those model-proportioned physiques that you see in porn or in fitness mags. He had on these crotchless neoprene shorts and sort of leather suspender things. He had to have at least 7.5” or more of dick sticking out below his perfect six pack, but it was hard to tell from the wicked left curve of the shaft. I’m pretty sure he’s been the one holding me from behind. The last Orc was a Black guy. Bulldog harness and a black jock that was pulled aside to reveal a beautiful piece of meat arcing out and down away from his slight Dad bod gut. My guess was 8.5 to 9” of shiny, ebony cock. Muscle Orc spoke first in a rough voice. “Get in the sling, Paladin. We need release, and you are going to provide it. DO IT!” I hopped up into the sling and scooted my body until I was comfortable. The Orcs set to securing me—they put my booted feet in the stirrups and cinched them tight around my ankles. My wrists were also secured with cuffs tied together in front of me. I wasn’t going anywhere. Hispanic Orc stepped up to the head of the sling and commanded me to suck him. “Open that mouth, Astor, and get to work pleasing me.” I turned my head so he had easier access to my mouth. I opened up and he grabbed my head and pushed his cock roughly inside. I could taste his precum as his silken foreskin became my tongue’s plaything. “Who’s going first?” I heard one of the others ask. “Let me go first, guys,” another said. “I’m not gonna last long and I’ll get him all lubed up for the rest of you.” At this point I came back to myself a bit and broke off sucking the Hispanic orc. “Um, guys? What about protection?” I asked. They all laughed. Black orc said harshly, “Orcs don’t use sheep skin sheathes… we use Paladin intestines.” The others laughed again. “Dungeon Master?” I cried out plaintively. His voice floated to me from the dark recesses of the dungeon. “You have your safe phrase. You have the ability to end the adventure any time you so choose. The others will abide. However, it was you who fantasized about being full of dirty orc seed.” Again, my mind was spinning. What do I do? Do I let these strangers fuck me without condoms? Were they going to cum in me? I mean, obviously that’s exactly what they planned to do. But I was negative and mostly played safe. I was fraught with conflicting emotions. Fear. Excitement. Nervousness. Desire. Shame. In the pause where my mind was racing, Hispanic orc set about fucking my mouth again. Cradling my head with one hand as he slowly pistoned back and forth. During this, I suddenly felt a hand fumbling with my cock to remove it from my jock, and then a warm, wet presence enveloped me. One of them was sucking my dick and suddenly desire moved to the forefront. Dark, twisted, wicked desire. My fear melted and I knew I was going to get them fuck me however they wanted to fuck me. The moan that escaped my mouth was enough acquiescence for the Orcs. While sucking and being sucked, I was suddenly invaded by a slickened finger. They were lubing me up for the onslaught to come. First one finger, then two. More lube. More fingers. I noted that the fingers were kind of rough and scratchy while lubing me up. I hoped the fucks would go smoother. “That pure hole should be good n prepped now,” I heard one of them say. “Have at him, boy. Fill him with your special orc lube.” I pulled off sucking again just long enough to say, “Dungeon Master, sir? May I please have some poppers?” “Provide him with the ‘Potion of Liberation’,” I heard the DM say. And a bottle of poppers was placed in my tethered hands. I fumbled with the cap and unscrewed the lid. I heard the “pffft” and knew it was a fresh bottle. I managed to bring my bound hands to my face, closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. As the euphoria was setting in, I felt the first cock head push against my hole. I opened my eyes and looked forward to see who was fucking me first. It was the twink Orc. Thankfully he was working in slowly as my pucker relaxed under the influence of the provided potion. He was using his hips in time with the sling to slowly move his cock back and forth into my ass. Each thrust went just a fraction deeper. And deeper. And deeper until his pelvis was resting against my ass. “His ass is like a wet furnace, y’all!” the twink orc said. And then he started fucking. At first I was having trouble relaxing so his curved 7” was uncomfortable inside me, but slowly I gave into the feeling and my hole relaxed. Plus seeing this lithe, tight bodies boy fucking me with a ghoulish mask on was tapping into some dark fantasies that were really tripping my trigger. Around us the other Orcs were watching. The Hispanic orc was jacking his uncut meat slowly by my face. Grandpa orc and Black orc were flanking the twink as he fucked me. Muscle Orc walked up to the other side of the sling and reached out to start pawing at my chest. His hands found my nipples and he started tweaking them lightly. “Oh JESUS YES!” I shouted as he had found my on switches. My nips had always been wired directly to my hole. Touching them makes me go into overdrive and also makes me go into bottom dick pig mode. “Fuck man, whatever you’re doing to him-- don’t stop!” said the Twink Orc. “His hole is power gripping my tool—I’m gonna lose it soon!” The twink Orc sped up his tempo and the sling chains were rattling as he pounded into my ass. He started grunting with each thrust, getting louder and louder. Then he rammed in hard and cried out. I could feel his young cock spasming in my guts. Seven, eight, nine, ten pulses… and more. I could honestly feel the jets of load striking my ass walls, filling me up with his seed. “Christ that was hot,” he said as he pulled out. “Next!” He and Hispanic Orc traded places. I heard him lube up, and then the pressure of that fat cock entering me. While the twink had definitely lubed me up and gotten me into fuck mode, I wasn’t quite ready for the thickness pushing past my ring. “More poppers,” I mumbled as I struggled with the bottle again. Once I got that popper high going, my hole relaxed and that uncut cock started sliding in and out with a regular rhythm. Twink Orc pulled my head to his cock “Suck me clean, Paladin,” he commanded. I obeyed. Muscle orc started in on my nips again and I was moaning with a mouthful of spent, slimy cock. I felt a mouth on my dick again, and my synapses started to short circuit. The pleasure was crazy intense. I was almost on the verge of cumming and I knew that would be a mistake at this point, so I pulled off the twink cock and said, “Please- no more playing with my dick. I’m too close.” The mouth action stopped immediately. “We wouldn’t want to kill your insatiable bottom mood, would we?” said Grandpa orc, as he had been the one sucking me off. “I’m close,” Hispanic orc said suddenly. A few pumps later and I could tell he was cumming inside me. He never stopped fucking though, just kept that same steady tempo as his Orc babies oozed out inside my ass. He eventually did a slow pull out of my ass, and I could feel semen trickle out of my hole. I was taking raw cock and letting masked strangers cum in my ass… and I was fucking turned up to eleven by it. “I think it’s about time we ruined Astor the Pure, what do you think?” said Grandpa Orc as he stepped up to the plate. Oh shit, I thought. His dick was mammoth, and it fucking scared me. I’d never come anywhere near taking a cock that big. Ever. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to. Part of me was excited by the prospect, but most of me was steeling myself to disappoint everyone by using my safe phrase. I felt Grandpa Orc’s cockhead push against my ring and I locked eyes with him. “Hold on while I hit the poppers again,” I pleaded. He paused with his head at my hole, his hands gripping the sling chains. I inhaled deeply and multiple times. As the potion took hold, I closed my eyes and said, “Please… go slow.” To his credit, he did. At first. He popped his head past my sphincter and slowly inched forward into me. It was the longest instroke I had ever experienced in my life. It just kept going and going. Eventually it hit a point inside me where it stopped. “Are you all the way in?” I asked hopefully. He laughed. “Nope. I still have about two inches left. We gotta open up that second ring tho.” So he started to slowly rock back and forth, his head pushing on that area so deep in my guts where nothing had ever gone before. It hurt, but in this pleasure-ache way that was completely foreign and new to me. I took another hit of poppers while he did this and that seemed to do the trick. Suddenly, there was a shift deep in my guts and he slid the rest of the way in. And I swear I saw heaven. I gasped and cried out as he hilted himself all the way inside me. “There it is!” chucked Black Orc while Muscle Orc said, “He’s never gonna be the same now. He’s just been introduced to the +5 Holy Dick of Destruction!” They all laughed as Grandpa Orc set about fucking me. He ground his hips into me and worked his cock around inside. He then did some short stroking with his cock buried in me, and I think I started speaking in tongues. The pleasure was incredible. Eventually Grandpa Orc pulled out most of the way and then slid back in to the hilt. Ad he did it again. And again. And again. And then he started to pick up tempo— and my hole was in fuck heaven with the seeming miles of cockflesh that was stroking in and out of me. During this fuck, Muscle Orc found my nips again and I went berserk. I was now shouting and entreating Grandpa Orc to fuck the hell out of me. To fucking use me and not to stop. I was also getting close to orgasming. The deep gut stroke of his dick and the nip work and the scene was just fucking too much. “Jesus Christ! I’m about to cum!” I shouted. “You are fucking my load out of me! I’m going to cum hand’s free! FUCK! DON’T STOP!” With a strangled cry I started launching volley after volley of jizz all over my chest. This triggered Grandpa Orc and he buried into me and launched his nut deeper than any cum had ever been inside me before. My ass clamped down on him so hard as I was cumming I think I was trying to keep him inside me forever. “He ain’t pure no more,” Grandpa Orc said. “That dirty orc seed was planted up by his spleen!” I was coming down off the most intense orgasm of my life, and his comment faintly registered in my brain. What did he mean by dirty orc seed? I hope he wasn’t HIV positive or anything. But I’m sure the DM would know and not have poz guys here- especially when condoms weren’t being used. The thought was quickly banished as that massive cock slowly started slithering out of my ass. Normally I can’t get fucked after I cum, my ass switching to “exit only” mode. But being trussed up in a sling, I didn’t have the chance to object. “I’ll go next,” Muscle Orc said. “I like a sloppy, worn out cunt.” His curved meat was at my hole and he was pushing in with little fanfare. He fucked exactly how his body would suggest he fucked. It was all about him. I wanted to do poppers, but he didn’t stop fucking me long enough so I could take a hit. When I asked him if I could he said No. I was uncomfortable and not enjoying it much because I’d just cum, but he didn’t care. He pistoned into me, slamming my ass with his meat. Smacking his pelvis into my ass hard. Pulling the sling back into him and impaling me on his cock. Thankfully, Black Orc took mercy on me and he started to lightly brush my nips. This got me going again, albeit slowly. Eventually however, with the help of the nipple work, I was back into fuckhole mode and begging for Muscle Orc to breed me. The other guys who had kind of disappeared into the dark started filtering back to the sling now. They were watching this hot muscle stud use me. “AWWW FUCK, I’M CUMMING! AWWW SHIT YEAH! FUUUUUUUUUCK YOU!” he shouted as he unloaded into my guts. I could feel him cumming, just like the twink orc. I gotta admit—feeling a cock spit it’s load inside of my ass was becoming an incredible turn on. Muscle Orc yanked out of my hole as soon as his orgasm ended, sending a spray of cum spattering all over the cement floor. He then smacked my ass and headed off into the dark area of the dungeon. Black Orc was next. Now he also had a massive cock, and I was a bit worried on how my ass would take it after the beating it had already taken. “Hit the poppers, bud. You’re gonna need ‘em,” he said in a low voice. “Shit, this is gonna be good,” said Twink Orc as he came up to stand near my head. I hit the poppers hard. They had barely taken affect when he shoved into me. And I mean, shoved. All at once. To the hilt. It hurt like a motherfucker! I screamed out in pain as his dick impaled me. He was long like Grandpa Orc, but not quite as long. So his dick wasn’t going all the way up in my second ring. His massive head was just pounding the hell out of it and pushing just barely in. The pleasure-pain was excruciating. He didn’t always drill that deep, but he fucked the snot out of my ass. The sling chains were bouncing with every thrust, and I was whimpering and keening as his dick was wrecking my guts. Occasionally he would ram all the way home and I’d cry out in pain. “Holy…. Holy…. HOLY….” I managed to say as he pounded into my guts as my insides spasmed in pain. Twink Orc was rock hard and jacking by my face while watching the show. I just had to say “Avenger” and the pain would stop. It would all stop. And I wanted it to… but I also kind of didn’t want it to. “AWW SHIT I’M ABOUT TO NUT!” he shouts and I say a silent prayer. One last time he rams in deep and I cry out in pain. I can feel his massive head throbbing deep inside me as he unloads. “Oh FUCK!” Says Twink Orc, as he grabs my head and pushes his cock into my mouth. I’m dimly aware that each orifice is being flooded with semen. The twink’s dick is jumping in my mouth and the jets of sperm are hitting the back of my throat making me gag. But he keeps a firm grip on my head until he’s done. Then they both pull out at the same time. I feel tears roll down the sides of my face. Tears of relief. It’s over, I think… until I have a sudden, gut-wrenching realization. 12 Orcs were supposed to fuck me—and this was just five…. My spirit broke a little at that point. I was left in the sling for a few minutes while they regrouped. I could hear low voices off in the dungeon, as they chatted with the Dungeon Master. Suffice it to say, each orc took another turn on me. Evidently they’d all done the Elixir of Perpetual Arousal (Viagra) earlier, as they were all ready to go again. My ass was so sore and my insides so bruised that the next five fucks passed in kind of a fever dream. I’m pretty sure I dissociated during it, and went into a fugue state. The fucks were just something that I was dimly aware was happening. Well, until Grandpa Orc fucked me again. That was incredible, although a bit more painful as Black Orc had pummeled the hell out of my second ring. I don’t think I was conscious for his second ravaging. I finally sort of came back to myself and took note that I was now lying on a low, single bed, the dim red light of the dungeon still glowing around me. How I got out of the sling, I honestly don’t recall. I just knew that I was alone, on a bed, still in the dungeon. “And how is Astor the Impure feeling?” I heard the Dungeon Master ask from somewhere behind my head. “Sore,” I mumbled. “And tired. And more than a bit grateful that it’s all over, Dungeon Master.” “Oh, your adventure isn’t over yet, Astor. You see, I haven’t had my turn yet. The Orcs each took two turns on you—well, Bobby took three technically, as he used your mouth for one of his loads. Damn, that kid can shoot, huh? Anyway, that was 11 turns. The die spoke and chose 12. So that leaves me.” As he said this, he walked around the bed to face me. He was still wearing his horned mask and harness, but now he was naked. He really did have an impressive physique. Muscular but not overdone. Furry chest and belly. Salt and pepper in his beard. And jutting out proudly from his groin was a beercan of a cock. Truly it looked like a can of beer with a cock head on it. It was maybe 7” at a stretch, but it was at least that in circumference, or more. And he was uncut, the skin partially covering his cock head. And there was a glistening drop of precum at his piss slit. A smile played across the Dungeon Master’s face. “I see you staring at my cock, Astor. Don’t worry, I’m not like the others. I’m not going to hurt you with it. No, I’m going to make you beg for me to fuck you. But I do enjoy letting the boys go first. It makes entry… less challenging. Besides, I do love fucking a cum-filled hole.” I groaned at the prospect of what was coming. I honestly didn’t think my ass could take anymore. It was intensely sore and I had a dull ache radiating waves inside me—somewhere below my belly button, but deep. I briefly remembered that I had a safe phrase that I could utter, but I had temporarily forgotten what it was. “Turn over, Astor. Get on all fours at the edge of the bed. If you please.” Slowly, I did as I was commanded. Fear was gnawing at my stomach. But as I was kneeling, the fuck didn’t come. Instead, a soft touch started caressing my back. It wasn’t flesh to flesh, it felt… furry. I could tell it was the Dungeon Master rubbing my back with something. Later I learned that it was a mink glove. All I know is that after being ravaged by the Orcs, this felt amazing. The smooth, cool petting was making the skin on my back come alive. I shivered. He started running the glove over my ass. My legs. My balls. As he was doing this, I felt a warm, wet presence at my asshole. I tensed up, but soon realized that it was his tongue. He was licking and probing my hole with his broad, flat tongue. Lapping at it while simultaneously rubbing me with the fur glove. My spent, sore body was starting to awaken, and I felt my cock hardening. My arousal was slowly rekindling under his ministrations, the fear in my gut slowing transforming to desire. Eventually I gave my mind and body over to what Master was doing and just let myself simply exist in the moment. It was liberating. He could tell by how my body was reacting that I was getting there. The mink glove slowly worked back up to my shoulder area. His tongue left my ass crack, to eventually be replaced by the broad head of his cock. He wasn’t pushing into me, it merely was resting there. Nudging around. Teasing. The glove worked around to my nipples, and when the mink made contact my body lit on fire. I started to have involuntary shivers and spasms, my back began to arch, and my ass to hump back into Master. “You really do have sensitive nipples, don’t you Astor?” I could hear the rough arousal in his voice. He kept teasing me with the glove. “Sir… Oh fuck! Oh yes! You have no idea Master… oh shit. Jesus!” “Get on your back, Astor.” I flipped over, hungrily. The Dungeon Master slowly crept up onto the bed with me. He took off the glove and put it aside. I think he saw me pouting a bit at that, and he chuckled. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m just going to work your nipples with other things now. It’s a bitch to get cum and lube out of mink.” Without breaking eye contact with me, his mouth slow descended to my throbbing erection. Feeling the wet heat of his mouth on my dick, coupled with the demonic mask was sending my desire skyrocketing. It was so hot watching him slowly work my cock with his bearded mouth. I was shivering once again and my breathing was shallow. From there, he methodically worked his mouth up my stomach to my chest, eventually finding my nipples. Feeling his mouth on my nipples, his tongue flicking up and down, his teeth lightly nibbling and teasing the pebbled flesh created a sexual urgency in me that I had rarely experienced. I needed him to fuck me. I needed his cock inside me. I NEEDED. “Please… oh dear god… PLEASE fuck me Dungeon Master SIR! Can’t…. take… much… more…” I croaked. “Need…. Cock… in… me.” He abruptly pulled off my nipple and his mouth found mine. And hoh. Lee. Fuck! What a fantastic kisser! You know how sometimes kissing just is awkward and does nothing for you and it’s like your mouths are fighting? But then other times you kiss a guy and everything just fucking works and you can’t get enough and their lips are soft and the beard rough and it’s like electricity? Yeah, it was the second one. In spades. I was literally seeing fireworks behind my eyes as his body pressed into mine as we made out like horny teenagers. When we finally broke the kiss, I couldn’t take any more. “Fuck me. NOW.” I commanded. I didn’t even bother with calling him Dungeon Master or anything. I was a full, free, active participant at this point and I was going to bottom him so hard. He grabbed the lube and greased his prodigious cock. I asked for a little and fingered some into my well-worn asshole. I lifted my legs to give him access, and he hooked his muscular arms in the crooks of my knees. He lined up his cock, and slowly started to push inside me as his glittering eyes held mine. Fuck, it was like being split open again, but I didn’t care. It burned like a motherfucker and I knew my asshole was probably tearing a bit. But fuck it. I needed him in me like I’d never needed anything before. Thankfully, he took his time- doing small back and forth movements to slowly work my hole open. I was doing my best breathing exercises to relax my hole and take it, seeing as how I didn’t have any poppers handy. I stared into his eyes and locked my hands behind his neck as he opened me up around his cuntwrecker. When he finally bottomed out, I pulled him into a deep kiss. I was in blissful heaven as I was full beyond measure with cock. With HIS cock. And his mouth on mine was bellows to my inner fire. I could feel him slowly start to fuck me as my hole yielded to him completely. He sighed into my mouth. I don’t know how long we fucked, I really don’t. 10 minutes? 2 hours? I completely lost all sense of time drowning in wave after wave of pleasure. Mind, body, and spiritual pleasure. He was soul fucking me and I finally grasped what that meant. Toward the end I was holding my feet and pulling my legs wide for him and begging him to breed me. He was fucking me hard, his left hand holding me down at the base of my throat, the right flicking my left nipple. The extra nipple attention pushed me right over the edge. I started spraying my load everywhere. It felt like I was emptying out a year’s worth of semen all the way from my toes. I just kept coming and coming, gobbets spewing everywhere. As I looked up at my Master, I saw his head tilt back and he roared as he unleashed volley after volley after volley of hot seed deep into me. I could feel the wet heat of him sere my insides. It truly felt like a demon was cumming the very fires of hell into me. After our collective spasming subsided, he collapsed on top of me in a sweaty, sticky heap. We kissed more in our post-orgasmic haze- slowly, deeply and languidly, eventually drifting off to sleep. I awoke sometime later, completely discombobulated. Dungeon Master stirred beside me. “Um, I should probably go home now sir.” I whispered. “That’s your choice, Astor. Did you have a good adventure at least?” “Honestly? The guys taking turns on me was fun at first, but it kind of got to be a bit much. And I can’t believe it was all bareback sex and they came in me. I normally only let guys I’m dating do that. But the sex with you? Wow. Fucking WOW. So I would do it all again, if it meant getting to right here.” “I’m glad to hear that, and I really enjoyed fucking you. I haven’t been that connected with a guy in quite some time. I look forward to doing it again,” he said and I could hear the smile in his voice. “I also don’t mind sharing you with the others. You are a full member of our campaign, now. We’ll actually have D&D nights—sex totally optional. It won’t be like it was tonight; unless you want it to be.” “I’m honestly not sure I could take another session like that one,” I said. “But I think I wouldn’t mind having grandpa Orc fuck me again. That dick hit places I didn’t even know existed in me.” He laughed. “That’s Roger. And yeah, it’s pretty amazing. He actually left his card and number for you. I think your ass charmed him. As did your no-handed orgasm.” As I was getting dressed to leave, a niggling thought had finally worked it’s way through my brain to my mouth. “Um, Dungeon Master? Nobody used a condom tonight… so, everyone is, um negative… right? I mean, they wouldn’t have cum in me if they were positive… right?” He walked me up the stairs and to the front door. “Oh Astor,” he said shaking his head. “Remember when I asked you to roll dice during our initial chat? That was to determine what type of guys would be fucking you tonight.” “And I rolled a 7,” I stated flatly. This was a low number. Icy fear gripped the pit of my stomach. “Yes. You did. And your dice chose your path. Remember, we did give you a safe phrase so that you could have stopped the adventure at any point, but you didn’t. And if you search your soul, I think you’ll discover why you didn’t. I was stunned and starting to panic a bit. I found myself out on the porch as he was slowly closing the door. “Until we meet again, Astor. Oh, and when you get home, you may want to make a saving throw versus poison.”

My name is Gabe, I am a poor college kid who is always looking for places to get money. I have donated blood, plasma and applied for several studies. I was searching for a study and could not find one and suddenly I opened an email about a study that was testing sex and brain waves. It said it paid top dollar. I answered the email and asked for more information. The email back asked the following: 1) Gay, Straight or Bi? 2) Ever have sex without a condom? 3) Currently on any medications? 4) Neg. You will be paid for each session, based on your answered you will be sent another questionnaire or a disqualification letter. I sent off the answers. I disclosed that I am bi, I have twice in the past two years fucked without a condom and I am not currently on any medications and yes, I am neg and clean from all std’s. I half expected to get an email back that I was rejected. A day later I received another email that I made it to phase two: It stated that all participants have been fully screened and tested regularly and the texting will go for six weeks three times a week, although you may participate more you will be required to participate three times minimum a week. The study will gauge your brain waves as you have sex. We have male female groups and all male groups, please register for one of the groups below. 1) Would you like to be in the male/female groups or in the male group? 2) Comfortable with bareback since all participants have been tested? 3) If the original group, you requested would you be open to joining the second group? It took me a minute to respond but after rereading the first email I decided to respond. I picked the straight group and yes, I was good with bareback. I agreed to go to the male group if the straight group was full. I opened the email and it read” Congratulations, you have been accepted into the group and since your first choice was full you have been placed in the male group. When you have sex with men are you a top, bottom or versatile? My email back asked when this would start, and I am versatile but more of a bottom. The next day an email shot back, that read good, you have been placed in the study as a bottom. You received the last open slot, and the study is now full. Your presence will be needed at your orientation on Tuesday. Please come cleaned out and ready for your first experience. You will be paid $100.00 for this first visit. I was excited, it looked like I could make $300.00 a week and that kind of money would change my life and even more if I participated more. I could not wait for Tuesday to get here and when it finally did, I cleaned up and out and headed over to what looked like an abandon building and entered door C of this old warehouse. It was built out like an office and there were other guys in there filling out paperwork but when I registered and gave my license and filled out a form I was escorted back to a room. In came a guy in a white coat like a doctor. He asked me to get undressed and did not even give me a robe. He checked me out, took my blood and examined my penis, balls and hole. He said there would be study medication and you can take it anally or intervenes. If you do anally you will receive $50.00 each visit but if you, do it intravenously you will receive $100.00. You will also have no limit the number of guys fuck you each night, but you will only get paid for a max of four a night. Each guy who cums inside you will ad $25.00 to your total for the night. You will be paid in cash at the end of the night. He then attached electrodes to my head and put a cap on me and then shared that I would be blindfolded for all experiments and the wave lengths would be taken on my brain activity. I thought this was weird but really needed the money. He led me into a large room, and it had a fuck bend and he placed me in it and restrained me and pulled the cap down over my eyes and then handed me a call button. He explained that I could hit the button once if you want another cock and twice if you are ready to go home for the night. The guy left and I pressed the button once, a guy came in and lifted my head and fucked my mouth and then went back and began to eat my ass and I love my ass eaten. He was good at it, and he made me moan and then he lubed up his big dick and slide it inside me and he was bigger than I had taken in a while, but I eventually got used to it and he fucked me for five minutes and shot his load inside me. He came back and make me clean his dick and left. I waited till he was gone and hit the button for number two. This guy just came over to my ass and lubed up and fucked me for ten minutes nice and slow and then he picked it up and eventually shot his load inside me. He felt amazing since the first guy and opened me up. I hit the button again and the next guy came in and he pulled up my head and kissed me and asked me to hit the button again. He said a buddy of his was next in line and he wanted to share me with him. I hit it and I felt hands on me and the guy who kissed me said, you are one lucky boy. He Stood up and fed me his cock had to be 9” and it was thick, and he fucked my mouth and then told his buddy it was his turn and he wet to my ass and slide slowly his big dick inside me. He fucked me for five minutes while hid buddy kissed me and then slides his dick in my mouth and this fucker must have been 11 inches. The first guy said, you want some of this tight ass. The new guy said fuck yea. they traded places and the first guy came over and started feeding me poppers as the new guy slowly inched his dick inside me and fuck no one has ever been that deep inside me and once he bottomed out the guy feeding me poppers said, I did not want you to miss out on that big dick boy. They fucked me for an hour trading off and on and finally both blowing their load deep in me and leaving. I was worn out and needed a break so I hit the button twice and a guy came in and unfastened me and told me hot to get to the showers and that my cash would be waiting for me at the front desk. I showered up and headed to the front desk and got my cash. The woman there handed me a note from the second to last guy. I am not supposed to do this but one of your guys really likes you and wants you to get in touch with him. I thanked her and told her I was not say a word. I put his number along with the appointment card in my pocket, I needed to be back her on Thursday. I tried to schedule for Wednesday, but they were all out of slots and she booked me for Thursday, Friday and Saturday. She said that was as far out as she could book. I went home and thought I should be satisfied but I was still horny, so I text the guy. I just said Hi, you fucked me at the study tonight. He sent back a text that read, you are a hot little bottom. I need more of your ass boy, want to come over? I hesitated but text him that I was still horny and sure. I had no idea what he looked like, but I needed him to fuck me. I arrived twenty minutes later, and he answered the door, he was a rally good looking blonde guy, tall and lean and he asked me in and then leaned down to kiss me. He said he was glad that I came over and he wanted me to himself sometime, but a couple buddies stopped by, and he asked if I would blow them. I said yes and when I went in, they were already watching porn, straight porn. I got in front of the hottest one and began to suck his dick and he was moaning and then moved over to the other guy who had the bigger dick, but he was not hot. I sucked him while the good-looking guy repositioned me so he could watch porn and breed me, and he proceeded to fuck me till he came and got dressed and left while the other guy took his place and fucked me and show inside and left. My new fiend came over and lead me to the bedroom and at my hole and then fucked me and after an hour we fell asleep, and I awoke with him fucking me again in the morning and shooting inside me. I slept through my morning classes but make it to the afternoon classes and I got another text from my hot blonde. Hey babe, it was hot last night. If you are not busy how about you come by tonight? I text him that I was tired from being up last night and he said no worries if you change your mind, I am sure I can give you a boost, so you are not tired anymore. I had never been fucked so much in my life and I was horned up talking to this hottie and I told I could come over at 7 tonight. He said perfect babe. David, I later found out his name sent a text to a group of guys and four of them responded. The two straight guy from last night and two other guy one straight and one gay. The gay guy was the huge dick from Tuesday. It happened like before but this time he kissed me at the door and then pulled my shorts down and lubed up my ass and slide one and then another shard in my ass and then proceeded to kiss me. I started to get warm and hornier, and I was no longer tired, and he told me the straight guy needed my mouth and ass and I walked in and started to suck the big, dicked guy first and then the hot guy and the big, dicked guy fucked me ten minutes and shot his load in me. Then the good-looking guy used me calling me a whore and slut and I loved him inside me and once he was done, he made me clean him off and then spit in my mouth. I swallowed it instinctively. My hot buddy came over and kissed me and fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me and then put me on all fours and told me to stay like that and put a blindfold on me. The huge, dicked guy from Tuesday had arrived and he mounted me and slide his huge dick inside me as my new friend fed me poppers and I moaned and whimpered as this guy brutalized my hole and then finally came inside me. He fed me his dick and I sucked him clean and the told me I was becoming a better bottom. Keep up the good work you little whore. He then left and the blonde guy told me what a good bottom I was. He told me I should go home, unless I wanted more cum. If so, I have a buddy who would like you to stop by, he does not live far from here. I was getting dressed and he text me the address as if I was going even though I had not said I was. I left and he text that the guy would have a blindfold on the door handle, and I was to come inside, undress and put the blindfold on and he would come and get me. I was almost to his place, and I half wanted to turn back but I kept walking and got to a really nice place and went to the door and there was a blindfold, and I went in and got undress and put the blindfold on and a guy appeared and said, we are lucky to have you tonight. I almost told him no I had to go since I had only thought it was one guy, but I was already there, and he had already started to guide me through his place to a bedroom. He placed me on the bed and another guy got in front of me and fed me his cock and a third guy got behind me and slide his cock inside me and fucked me for four or five minutes and shot inside me. In the end I had taken five more loads and the guy guided me back to the door and told me to wait a minute and then I could take the blindfold off and get dressed and leave. Then he whispered, great fucking ass, you make a great cum dump. I got dressed and left and wondered what the fuck I was doing. I went home and promised I would not fuck outside the study again. I tried to jack off but I could not get my dick hard so I rolled over and fell asleep.

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.

Haven't forgotten or given up all. Just been busy and being a slut. There's still more to come!

If I’m watching a good porn and then see condom use I immediately switch to another porn. There are enough bareback porn available for me to watch safe sex porn. I’m not saying they should not protect themselves, I’m saying I don’t have to watch because I have choice. Even in person. If I’m watching someone fuck in any public place I frequent, if I see anyone with a condom I move on to the next fuck scene.

More active - had more time to cruise; got less fussy; became more Vers….

1. A boyfriend with whom we love each other forever, who is sex addict like me and wants to share each other with other guys. Organising orgies, finding hook ups together, visiting cruising bars and saunas together, fucking with total strangers in front of each other. 2. Having sex without risks (no more STDs) 3. I know it will sound pathetic but societies all around the world where being gay and cumdump slut doesn’t matter, no one cares about your sex life. You can upload Sex videos with face or having sex in public without consequences.

The game got out of control - Part 12 (Hard work before work) The morning came faster than expected, yet I felt great, I went to shower as usual, and then to the kitchen to put on the coffee. Yes, I really still had to put the coffee on, I've always been too cheap to treat myself to a modern fully automatic coffee machine. It also used to bother me when the curtains in front of the windows weren't drawn, now I found myself opening them. Hello?!? I live on the first floor, have floor-to-ceiling windows all around, full pot of light on in the apartment, and I'm naked! Everyone who passes by the apartment has a perfect view of me. What is going on with me? I drank my coffee with relish, and ate two bananas to fortify myself for the day. Suddenly, out of the blue, there was a knock on my patio door, it was Ivan and Matteo, baffled I opened the door, and let these two horny studs into my kitchen. What followed should be clear, I was within milliseconds on my knees, and fished the two Poz tails from their sweatpants and began both to jerk off and blow. Very quickly they stood like one, and now wanted to come into their own, and dump their semen in my bowels. That would not have been so bad, I was even looking forward to it, but these two bad boys wanted to inseminate my cunt at the same time, and I should do the work. Matteo and Ivan took off their sweatpants, laid down on the floor, and brought their butts so close together that I had to impale myself on both of them at the same time. "Fuck! I need lube or oil, that's way too much at once!" I yelled. "Nothing there!" replied Ivan, and Matteo added, "There's no relief for you today! Now slide down completely, and ride us!" So I did as ordered, and planted myself on the two sperm donors, it hurt like hell just getting in, but still I endured it. In one quick jerk, the two pushed me down so that they broke right through my Second Ring, and I sat on the root. This was really too much at once, I screamed in pain, which caused Amelie to wake up, and rush to the kitchen. What she got to see there was beyond embarrassing, I rode the two cobs like I would die if I didn't. The pain, on the other hand, I tried to moan away as best I could, which I managed to do after about three minutes. Amelie probably found the sight so horny that she scurried into her bedroom without detours and fetched her cell phone. She immediately started recording the video, and even commented on how horny she thought it was, how I would take those two cocks in my ass without a condom, especially the one with the bio tattoo. Matteo grinned at this, because he had just gotten it engraved yesterday. It wasn't big, but actually it was hard to miss either. I should have seen it when I was blowing it, but for whatever reason I didn't. Amelie kept cheering me on to ride faster and deeper, and I obeyed like a will-less slave. After about 15 minutes I had two loads in my bowels, and felt exhausted but happy. When I climbed down from Matteo and Ivan, Ivan immediately reached into a bag he had brought with him, and presented me with a new metal plug that was slightly larger than the one I had yesterday. I didn't need anyone to explain to me what I had to do now, I took the part, and put it in my sore fucked hole. Of course there was another task for me, I had to make the two tails still properly clean, so smeared with sperm and blood they could not disappear in their pants. Amelie also recorded the cleaning with her smartphone, and then said, "That was a horny show, a few more videos of it and you'll be famous on the Internet." "Amelie! You're not going to do that!" exclaimed I, "You're not going to put it on the internet!" "Why not? There are already a few videos of you, this one won't matter either." she spoke and disappeared. Ivan also caught his breath and said, "We have to get ready and go to the company, I also brought you something suitable to wear." He handed me the bag, inside was a white, almost transparent, short Nike sports shorts without lining, and on the back was written in sharpie CUMDUMP! What happens next? → More in a short time. And what's the deal with Matteo's biotattoo? When will I finally get an explanation about POZ? And why are there videos of me, of which I know nothing, but Amelie? Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)

It’s exactly the same for me! Absolutely love it when I can feel it shooting inside me, but I’m equally happy just knowing that the top has dumped a load or 2 in me and love that squishy feeling inside! Then sliding my butt plug into so as not to waste a drop! 💦😈

Just as Tom’s car approached, my guy asked me if I would be ok with him getting fucked by another guy, like tonight. I thought for a moment, and my erection told us both I’d be totally ok with that. I so fucking love your stories with bf's sharing!!! I wanna share my hole! Esp if it's to take a poz load!!!

OK so first things first: When I bottom I make sure my hygiene is always second to none. I get my hole so clean that I'm always willing to clean off a guy with my mouth after he's cum deep inside me. I'm the first one to say that a lot of tops don't appreciate the effort it takes to clean out, but I've always done it because the reward of a big creamy load in my hole is worth it. And besides, no one wants to have a dude pulling out halfway through and going, "Uhhhh we have a problem." So today was a first ... and it was odd, yet kinda hot. Got hit up on Manhunt by a guy about 15 miles away. His pic showed a big, thick tool so I was instantly interested. We did the usual back and forth, then I gave him a time and explained I had to get ready. "Don't," came the reply. Huh? Turns out this guy likes to fuck holes that haven't been douched. I had been huffing poppers and watching porn while surfing the sites and apps, so my pump was primed and, realizing I could leave the house right away, decided against my better judgment to give him what he wanted. I hopped in the car and drove about 20 minutes to his place. I messaged him when I arrived and he gave me the apartment number so he could buzz me in. His instructions were simple: He had unlocked the door so I was to come in, lock the door behind me, and walk straight ahead to his bedroom, strip and suck his dick to start. I followed his instructions to the letter. Walking in, I found that he had turned out all the lights except a red lava lamp in the living room, and there was a faint glow coming from the bedroom. I walked into the bedroom and there on the bed was a big chubby guy stroking a thick 8-inch monster. Following his instructions, I quickly peeled off my clothes, took a hit from the brown bottle he had placed at the foot of the bed, climbed on and took him in my mouth. He held my head and rammed his cock deep down my throat, holding me there until I was gagging and drooling and struggling to breathe. This went on for about 10 minutes, till his cock and balls were slick and my face was a mess. As I tongued his balls he pushed me back, swung a leg over my head, and got off the bed. I had NO idea what to expect as he positioned himself behind me. He caressed and then spanked my ass, then positioned his cock head at my opening and slid in. No spit, no lube, just slid right in. I fought my initial instinct to clench, forcing myself to relax as he began to relentlessly pound my hole. It felt great, and I hit the brown bottle over and over until finally, his strokes slowed a bit. He was trying not to cum too fast. But I guess I was too much for him, because with a couple of mighty thrusts he was emptying his nut sack into me. He stayed inside me for a moment and I found myself huffing from the brown bottle again in the hope I'd get a Round 2, but he pulled out and lay back down on the bed, panting from the exertion. Contrary to what I expected, there was (thankfully) no mess. Not sure what I would have done if there had been. He was obviously spent so I collected my clothes and found the bathroom, where I cleaned myself up and dressed. I left without saying another word to him, but we exchanged Manhunt messages after confirming that we had both enjoyed ourselves - me much more so than I had expected! As I sit here typing this I'm still a bit conflicted. I'll continue to clean out for every top who wants to fuck me, but if he comes knocking again, I'm about 90% sure I'd go to him undouched again. Well, 50/50 maybe. Maybe more like 75% sure. Fuck!

I’ve been chatting with this top off and on since January 2020 - hooking up just never worked out - until I invited him to my workplace after he had an evening staff meeting… snuck him into the secure building and into a storage cage in the basement… finally got to taste his beautiful, delicious cock before he bent me over, ate out my hole and finally, ever so teasingly slowly, fucked me before breeding me… I need his cock again!

Recently I’ve taken to saving my loads in test-tubes in the freezer to use as lube, but sometimes I’m too horny and have to eat it and lick my fingers clean.

Two unattractive daddy tops in their 60s at my hotel job invited me to “chat” with them in their room. I didn’t waste much time chatting, completely stripped in a minute. They were pleasantly surprised by how easy I was. I took turn sucking their cock hard for a bit. To my surprise, the taller daddy has a shorter 6 inch cock, while the fatter, 5”5 daddy has an almost 8 inch fat white cock. I asked the 6 inch daddy to fuck me from behind, as I devoured the 8 inch cock. They got condoms on their bedside, but slided right into me bare as I told them I was just tested and on prep. The 8 inch daddy switched place with the tall daddy, shoving his big fat meat into my loose boy hole. He fucked mercilessly for ten minutes, but get tired standing . I let him laid down , rode him in reverse aggressively. He came shortly, few seconds after the taller daddy came as he masturbated to our action.

I don't JO often, but when I do I have been freezing it for later play. Chunks of melting frozen cum are a great way to make a hole sloppy when I'm about to fuck...

PART 5 Adam was breathing heavily from two more men using his cunt and I told him to go rinse off, but not lose the plug or use much soap. Wanted him to smell sexy but not rank. He quickly jumped up and went into the bathroom again and I could hear him running the shower. Josh said, “fuck man, that was so hot. I loved watching both of them breed him. They just…..used him like a hole.” He came over and sat next to me on the bed and passed me a shotgun from the bong. I laughed “he IS a fucking hole, dude. He knows it and every other man does too. He lives for dick in his ass. It’s his favorite thing in the world. You should try it sometime.” Josh laughed nervously and said “I dunno. It looks like it hurts, but he sure loves cock in his ass. This stuff is making me so fuckin horny.” He reached down and played with his cock, which was rock hard. The cialis was still working. I leaned over and gave him another huge shotgun, while reaching down to touch his hole. He moaned a little bit but I looked in his eyes and I could see a bit of fear. Josh wanted everyone to think he was a butch top (he sure looks the part, big shoulders, beefy, big dick) but I liked the turn this conversation was taking. He was afraid of what his deepest desires were and how the drugs were unlocking them. With any luck I was going to have my fat cock in his pussy for the first time tonight. The first of many nights to come. Adam reappeared and sat down on the bed between Josh and I. He leaned his head on my shoulder and Josh leaned over to give him a shotgun. He passed the smoke to me and then looked at me and said “Do you have more cocks to breed me, Daddy?” We all three laughed and I grabbed my phone. It was full of messages from guys wanting to come breed my whore. I quickly sorted through them while Josh and Adam made out and smoked some more T. I picked the ones with the biggest cocks and the ones I thought were hot. As long as they had a hard cock, Adam didn’t really care what they looked like. Three more guys said they were on their way and another couple sounded tentative. If they show, they show. Otherwise, I’ll fuck the whore some more myself. A few minutes later, I broke up Josh and Adam’s makeout session and tossed them each a bottle of gatorade. “Stay hydrated, pigs. And don’t piss in the toilet. Got a much better place for your piss.” Adam laughed. He knew it was all going to go up his cunt. Josh didn’t really get it, but nodded while he gulped down the gatorade. A little while later, I’d gotten confirmations (for what those are worth) and told them both “The next guys are coming over, so get ready, whore. Josh you help me keep an eye on things. Make sure it doesn’t get out of hand, OK?” “Sure,” he said. I reached over and rubbed his sexy chest, and watched Adam get situated on the bed. “Leave the plug in until your next breeder customer gets here, OK, whore?” “Yes, Daddy, it feels amazing in my pussy, but I can’t wait to get more loads inside me.” I tapped the end of plug and Adam moaned again. We all laughed and Josh sat back down on the sofa after feeding Adam one last shotgun. Fuck, these boys were SPUN. But Josh’s cock continued to be as hard as Adam’s was shriveled and small. He was lying on the bed with his plugged ass in the air, moaning quietly to himself, playing with his little tina prick. The doorbell rang again, and I went to answer it. This time there were four guys on the door step. All different ages and sizes. I’d warned them that this would be a group thing, and they were all enthusiastic about it. The whore only cared that their cocks were hard and they dumped a load in his pussy. “Hey guys. You ready to breed my whore?” They all laughed and said “fuck yeah!” “Shuck your clothes in the living room, the whore’s in the bedroom in the back. Just follow the smell of sex.” I laughed and they all followed me into the living room where I watched them get undressed. They introduced themselves as Joe, Dave, Tim and Nick. Apparently they all arrived right at the same time but only Joe and Dave knew each other. They were another pig couple wanting to breed a whore. My whore. Joe was about 5’5”, muscled and compact with thick swirls of black hair on his chest and a sexy buzz cut and beard. Dave was taller and thinner, maybe 5’10” and 160, blonde and also furry. They both sported fat uncut cocks, ready to breed the hole. The other two guys didn’t know each other. Tim was tall and thin, smooth and a nice 8” cut dick, Nick was older, a hot hairy daddy about 50 with a thick piece of daddy cock to dump a load in Adam’s pussy. I led them to the bedroom and let them know that we were partying pretty hard. They all laughed and said they were too. Joe asked me if I minded if he and Dave slammed. I said “of course not, you got a spare rig for my whore?” He was carrying a small zippered pouch and pulled out the orange capped rig. “Course I do. You wanna give him a boost?” I laughed along with him and said “Sure. The whore has his own stuff. Let’s do it.” We all walked back into the bedroom where Josh and Adam were on the bed making out and Adam was lazily sucking Josh’s dick. Introductions were made and Adam immediately scooted to the edge of the bed and took the nearest cock (Nick) into his mouth. “FUUUUUCK. This whore is good. You’re gonna be so much hungrier in a minute, kid.” We all laughed and I knew that soon Adam would have at least four more loads in his pussy. But first, Darts. I grabbed Adam’s bag of T off the bed and handed it to Joe. “You decide how much.” He sat at my desk and pulled a tiny scale out of his pouch. He quickly got the point ready and handed it to me, along with an alcohol wipe. I pulled Adam off Nick’s cock to moans from both of them. “Don’t forget, Daddy man, all loads go in his cunt. Nick laughed and said “I’ve got two or three if you’ll let me wait around and breed the whore again.” I thought about it for a second and said “Sure, man, hot bear like you? I wanna watch him take your cock.” He laughed and said “Deal.” He sat down on the sofa next to Josh, who was mesmerized by Nick’s furry, beefy body. He offered the bong to Nick who took it and waited for Josh to warm the bowl. Then they passed the shotgun back and forth several times and made out. Josh liked older men. Lucky me. Joe handed me a strap and I pulled it around Adam’s arm and clicked it into place. He moaned, though his mouth was full of cock, because he knew what was coming. I noticed that Joe and Dave were waiting for Adam’s slam before they did their own. I also noticed a spare, full rig. Hmmmmm. Who was that for? “You ready for a nice fat slam, whore?” “Yes, DADDY! Please give it to me!” “Fucking meth whore.” “Fuck yes, Daddy! I sell my pussy to make money for more T. It’s what my hole is for!” I quickly found a nice plump vein, wiped it clean and then quickly in, pull back, press, out, SNAP. The strap popped off, and Adam started to cough heavily under me and I knew we’d just sent the whore to the next galaxy. I saw Joe and Dave expertly slam themselves at about the same time, and they were coughing hard. “On your knees! Cunt in the air, whore! NOW.” I slapped Adam hard on his ass and he immediately moved to the edge of the bed near Nick and Josh and put his ass high in the air. I reached over and pulled the buttplug out quickly to a moan from Adam. “Gentlemen, the whore is open for business. This round’s on me.”

I tried to fall asleep nut I was a mess after being so spun and still horny as fuck. I finally feel asleep and felt like shit the next two days. I finally felt better, and my dick finally came back and was working, and I jacked off a few times but really needed sex. I sent a text two the big dicked older guys who wrote their numbers on me and just said Hi. I am the bottom from the study. You wrote your number on me. I headed to class and neither of them responded for 24 hours. I so needed to get fucked so I text my buddy to see if he was around and he shot back that he was out of town and would be back next week. I finally searched the internet and came across BBRT. I created a profile and posted a couple pictures of myself and after I was verified, I started to get hits. It was the first time in all this bareback fucking I had thought about any of the guy’s status, and it hit me hard when the first three guys were poz or undetectable who hit me up. My stomach was in knots thinking about all the cum and the guys who breed me. I thanks each of them and said no thanks, there was one guy I kept looking at his picks and admitting his hot body and big dick. He sent me another email after I said no thanks, he said I see you are negative, and you may not be on Prep. You keep looking at my pictures and thought maybe you would be up for seeing me in person, no sex just some grouping and some safe kissing. I emailed his, that he had an amazing body and a great dick on him, but I was just too horny to trust myself. His response was interesting, you can come over and we will just hang while we both look for a nice neg guy to breed you. You can play with my dick, and I will even suck your cock. I told him I would think about it, and I hit up a couple neg guys, but they were not online. It had been an hour and some more guys hit me up and I was just about ready to tell him I would come over and my mom text me and killed the mood for a bit. Twenty minutes later I was back online, and he hit me up one more time. Check out HungOx4Hole. I looked at this guy’s profile and he had an amazing body and an even more amazing cock. He profile said he was neg on prep. I emailed my new friend that he was hot. He is a bud of mine and I asked him if he wanted to fuck you and he said he would def be up for it. Let me know if you want to get with him, he is down the street and can come over to my place also. I sent him another email, are you serious? Still want me to come over. He sent his address and said yes. I showered and cleaned out and headed over to this guy’s house. He answered the door, and he was hot, great body and hot face. He leaned down and kissed me, I hesitated some, but he pressed me against the wall, and I kissed him back. We made out for five minutes. He broke off the kiss and lead me into the living room and asked me if I wanted a drink and I told him sure. He brought me a fruity drink, but I did not know he put some G in it. I gulped it down since I was nervous and started to relax and then he asked me if I wanted head before his buddy came and I told him sure. He pulled down my shorts and swallowed my half hard dick and sucked me till I was moaning and then licked and sucked my balls and worked down my taint till he was licking and tongue fucking my hole and I was morning. He got me so horny, I asked him when his friend wanted to fuck me. He texts him and he said he is tied up for another thirty minutes. He brought me another drink and I drank it and then he put some porn in and pulled his shorts off and started jacking his dick. He asked me if I knew anything about what it meant to be undetectable? I told him no, he went on to explain that his viral load or the amount of virus in his system was undetectable so he can’t pass the virus to anyone. While he was explaining all this, he had his hand on the back of my head and he guided my head and mouth to his dick, and I sucked him. He tasted amazing and I love that big 9-inch uncut dick. I was gagging on his big dick, and he was telling me what a good boy I he was fingered my hole and lubed me up. I was loving it. I just moaned on his dick. With the porn going and me transfixed on his big dick the Greek Adonis waked in and lubed up his dick and slide it inside me. My new buddy kept me down on his dick and the hot guy fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me and pulled out cleaned up and said great ass boy and left. I was disappointed I was not able to see him, but his dick felt amazing. Then my buddy said, let me fuck you babe. I tried to ignore him and then he said it again. I just kept sucking him and then he said, let me eat his cum out of you and that got me to pull off and get on the sofa facing away and he got behind me and at my hole, making me moan and before I knew he stood up and slide his big dick in me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. He got me up after he came and made me clean his dick and then lead me to the bedroom. We crawled into bed, and he held me and fucked me four more times before I went home in the morning. Before I left, he kissed me and told me he wanted to have me over in a couple night and he grabbed my phone and called his number, so he had mine. I will text you baby, that was hot and who ever taught you how to fuck, I need to thank them. He leaned in and gave me one more kiss. I went home and read about undetectable, and he was right. I went back and looked at his profile and he had switched it from undetectable to POZ. The hot guy had moved his from neg to no answer. I thought that was odd but fuck it was hot and I really needed that. My new bud text me and asked me to come over tonight, I said I could, and I headed over after a shower and getting cleaned up. He made out with me and spiked two drinks like last time, and I was floating, and he had me suck his dick and ten minutes later I felt hands on my ass and a mouth eating my hole and I moaned on his big dick, I tried to pull up and look but my new bud pressed my head down and make me suck him deeper. Soon the guy behind me lubes up my ass and his cock and slide inside me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load. I could tell it was not the hot guy, his dick was much thinner, two more guys fucked me and came inside me before the hot guys fucked me hard and called me a fucking whore cum dump and left. My friend let me up and led me to the bedroom and fucked me and breed me right there and several more times that night. I got me up early in the morning and told me how hot It was and then he loved my pussy. He never said a word about the other guys and kissed me good by and locked the door behind me. I went home feeling a little off. I text him and I got no response and I tried to hit him up on BBRT and I could no longer see his profile, like he deleted it and his buddy the hot one was gone too.

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.

PART 3 Josh rolled over next to Adam on the bed and his cock slipped out of Adam’s hole with a pop. The whore’s cunt didn’t close right away, it was nice and gaped open from the cock that had been using it all day. He and Adam started making out like crazy while I played with Adam’s hole with my fingers. I pushed two fingers in his pussy roughly and tapped Josh on the shoulder. He pulled his tongue out of Adam’s mouth and greedily sucked on my fingers, tasting a mix of his own cum and the random tricks Adam had turned all day. I continued to play with Adam’s hole, opening it up so that it was gaping widely. Josh’s extra fat dick along with the copious amounts of jizz inside made his cunt sloppy, so my fingers easily slid in and out, three, then four fingers. Each additional finger made Adam moan more loudly, like the bitch in heat that he was. I wondered if he was in heat 24x7. Finally the whore spoke, “Please, Daddy. Please!” I just laughed and said “Please what, boy? You want my cock, faggot? You want the cock that made you inside your whore cunt? Who the fuck knows who’s DNA is already inside you. Nasty little whore pig.” Adam just moaned more loudly as he and Josh made out and I continued to saw most of my fist in and out of his pussy. I didn’t quite push my hand all the way inside, but I knew that I could whenever I wanted. “Yessssssss……god……DADDY, please fuck me! Use my pussy.” My fingers were now coated in all the loads that were inside my whore, so I used that to lube up my cock and got behind him. I slapped Adam hard on the ass, which made him yelp, and said “up, faggot. Cunt in the air.” Adam immediately pulled away from Josh and backed his ass up so that it was right in front of my dick. Dribbles of cum were leaking from his gaping cunt and running down his taint. I scooped them up and shoved them back in his pussy. Can’t waste cum. It all goes in the dumpster. I motioned for Josh to hand me the bag of T that was on the table and pulled out a nice sized shard. I tucked it inside my piss slit so that just a little bit was sticking out. It burned just a little bit but not nearly as much as it was going to burn when it dissolved into the pool of sperm inside Adam’s hole. Josh got a huge grin on his face and said “FUCK, Da…uh, man. That’s so fucking hot. Give it to him. Adam is such a dirty little cumdump, but that’s the way I like my little bro. Give it to him, Daddy.” I could hear a little hesitation in his voice before he said ‘Daddy,’ but I could also tell it turned him on. His cock was rock hard again (oh to be young again and have a boner 24x7). I started to tease Adam’s pussy with my fat cock, making sure that the shard stayed in my piss slit. “You want it baby boy!? Tell Daddy and your big bro what you want.” I rubbed my cock over his ass, and around the inside of his gape which still wasn’t closing from how much it had been used. “Please, Daddy. Please give me your cock. I need your load. I only live for cock, and Daddy always has the best cock. Please cum inside me Daddy, please!” He tried to push his gaping cunt back onto my cock but Josh held him firm and slapped his ass. “Stay still whore!” Damn, Josh was really getting into this. I had figured him for a pretty vanilla kid since we’d never done any kinky stuff when we played in the past. Josh leaned down and tilted Adam’s face, which had a desperate look on it, up and spat a huge loogie that landed right between his eye and nose. He closed his eyes instinctively and opened his mouth to moan. “Thank you Josh! My big bro loves me and knows how to treat me like the whore I am!” Josh just laughed and slapped him hard across the face. He WAS getting into this. “Fucking little faggot.” He slapped Adam again across the face, hard enough to make him flinch and his cheeks turned red. “You ready whore!? Tell me what you’re gonna get, bitch boy.” “I”m gonna get your cock and your load Daddy! I’ve been such a good boy. I deserve your cock and cum! It’s the best cock and cum there is. Please give it to me hard, Daddy. Please use my cumdumpster.” Josh and I both laughed and he shoved his cock into Adam’s mouth. “Christ, Dad, let’s shut this faggot up. His mouth should always be full of cock.” As soon as he said that, Josh shoved his entire fat dick all the way down Adam’s throat and held it there, making him gag. “Gotta work on that gag reflex, faggot. Dad, I think we need to breed him more often, so his throat never closes up and he never gags, no matter how huge the cock is.” Josh and I laughed again and I took that as my cue to sink my dick all the way into the whore in one push. I held my cock all the way inside Adam’s pussy and gave a little push so that a tiny bit of piss came out the end of my cock. I wanted to make sure that the shard of T was deposited in the right place, dissolving in the pool of sperm inside my whore’s cumdump. I could feel his ass clench on my cock as the T dissolved and Adam said “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” under his breath. “You feel that, whore? Daddy’s giving you a little present wrapped up in some nice warm piss.” He sucked in his breath deeply, clearly it was hitting him hard now, and just hissed “thank you, Daddy” over and over again. I left my cock shoved all the way inside him and could feel his hole getting warmer as the T dissolved and was absorbed by the walls of his cunt. Josh slapped Adam’s face again and barked “OPEN, fag” and he did. Josh grinned and started fucking his mouth again. “I can’t wait to put another load of sperm in your pussy, baby brother. It’s a good thing you’re such a whore. Can’t knock you up and fucking you hard only makes you beg louder for more cock. Dirty little faggot.” He slapped Adam again and grinned at me. I pulled my cock all the way out of Adam’s hole and he pulled his face off Josh’s dick begging me to stick it back in. “Pleeeasse Daddy! I have to have your cock. Please give it back to me. It belongs shoved all the way up my pussy.” Then Josh grabbed him behind the head and shoved his cock into Adam’s throat again. “Shut the fuck up, fag. You’re just a fucking set of holes for men to stick their dicks in.” Josh leaned over and passed me another shotgun from the pipe and we took turns passing the smoke back and forth as we pounded our whore from both ends. I passed Josh another shotgun and whispered to him “don’t cum in his mouth. All your loads have to go in his pussy.” He grinned, holding the smoke in and nodded, passing it back to me and said “Fuck yeah, Dad. I gotta get back in that hot furry little fag dump.” Josh slowed down fucking Adam’s face, while I continued to pound him hard. The only sounds Adam made were the sloppy squishing noises, from all the jizz inside his cunt and the occasional grunt from his mouth that was full of college boy cock. Suddenly I had an idea. I pulled my cock out of Adam’s hole and he started begging for me to put it back in so I slapped his ass and said “don’t worry, whore, you’re going to get it back. And then some.” I moved him over and laid down on my back, maneuvering Adam so that he quickly sat back down on my fat cock, moaning as the entire length easily slid into his sloppy cum hole. I motioned to Josh to get behind Adam and he quickly understood what I wanted him to do. He scooped up some of the jizz dripping out of Adam’s cunt and spread it over the head of his cock. Then he pushed down on Adam’s back and said “down, faggot. Arch your back like a good little jizz rag. Adam quickly complied and I pulled him in close, making out with his sexy face, holding him tight. I knew this was going to be hot but not easy, even for someone as slutty as Adam who took loads every day for a living. Josh held up a shard of T and grinned at me, then he inserted it into his piss slit and scooted up behind Adam’s big furry ass and slid his cock head in Adam’s hole, delivering another booty bump to the whore. He only sopped to let Adam’s ring expand to take in a second cock. Adam tried to sit upright and let out a yelp like a dog being kicked, but I held him tight and pulled his face in close, and stroked his sweaty forehead and hair. “It’s ok baby boy, Daddy and your big brother are gonna open your sexy hole up even more. You ready for that, son? You want our loads in your pussy? You want Daddy and your big bro to knock you up?” He nodded yes, but I could tell this was going to hurt. I reached over and grabbed the poppers and handed them to him. I could feel Josh’s cock head rubbing against the shaft of my dick as it throbbed inside Adam’s pussy. “That’s a good whore. Take a bunch of hits. Deep as you can.” I could feel Adam’s sphincter start to relax a little bit and Josh slowly pushed his cock inside Adam’s pussy until we were both all the way inside him. I let Josh start fucking the boy slowly and then he picked up speed. We were all three incredibly turned on and I knew this couldn’t last. DP is always a complicated thing and it’s best to let one of the people do the driving. I was just along for the ride, a ride deep inside my whore’s cunt, with Josh driving his college boy cock back and forth, stroking Adam’s cunt and my cock at the same time. It was like someone giving me a handjob inside a hot, furry hole. I knew I couldn’t hold out long, so I egged Josh on. “Come on, son, fuck your little brother. You know you wanna knock up that pussy. Make that little faggot pregnant with our babies. You want our babies in your pussy, Adam? It’s what Daddy made you for.” I grinned at him and could tell that his pussy was finally completely opened up and he was in heaven. “Fuck yes, Daddy. I wanna have both of your babies. Please, please fuck me. Knock me up. Make me fucking pregnant. Please both cum inside my pussy. I gotta have your loads.” Josh closed his eyes and started to speed up. “Gonna breed ya now, bro. Gotta cum in that pussy. You ready for my load, little brother? Cause I’m gonna fuck you till this load come out your nose.” “Please, Josh! Breed me. I gotta have your cum. Shoot it inside me. Knock up my pussy!” Josh kept up the pounding while I just held onto Adam, kissed him and whispered to him what a good whore he was and told him he was gonna get a nice big tip when this was over. Josh started to speed up and I could hear the squishy sound of the cum in Adam’s hole and feel Josh’s huge fat cock rubbing up against mine. I knew I wasn’t going to be far behind my hot college jock. “Fuck yeah, bro. Here it comes. GONNA. FUCKIN. BREED. THAT. PUSSY!” He pounded hard, but slowly the last few strokes and would’ve sent Adam off the edge of the bed if I hadn’t been holding onto him. I could feel Josh’s dick throbbing next to mine inside Adam’s pussy and started to move back and forth a little bit, knowing it wouldn’t take much for me to add my DNA to the soup that was already in the whore cunt. Adam looked at me with his big brown puppy dog eyes, and just said “please Daddy?” I sped up quickly, while Josh’s cock was still wedged inside Adam’s hole and in just a few strokes I started to pant and said “fuck. Here it comes, baby boy. The fucking jizz that made you. The best sperm there is. Daddy’s fucking cum!” My cock had rarely shot such a huge load, but watching this short little furry cub whore take my sexy jock boy’s cock along with mine was such a fucking turn on. Josh collapsed on top of both of us and started licking Adam’s ear, making him shiver. His cock slid out of Adam’s pussy and I could feel jizz start to drip down his ass. But Josh had learned quickly and scooped up the mix of DNA, fed it to the whore, then licked it off his own fingers. Then he reached over on the bed and grabbed the large buttplug and quickly slipped it in the hole where it belonged. Time to let those loads marinate in the whore while we figured out what to do next.

Hey everyone, I'm glad people are still reading this story! In fact, it has encouraged me to finish the next chapter! Enjoy! PS, if the story makes you hard/cum, feel free to post any pics 🙂 Jeff's Conquests Ch. 2 Jeffs POV It's amazing how the virus gets into every inch of your body. I can feel it running through my veins, in my brain, and most importantly, in my hole, and my cock. My cock. My poz cock. Fuck i loved the sound of that. I laid back in bed and slipped my hand down my briefs and grabbed my dripping cock. The wet spot on the front got bigger. Fuck, I thought, I may as well lose them now. It didn’t take long for them to end up on the floor. I thought back to the night we pozzed Andrew. I could still remember the feel of his tight, smooth hole on my cock. My precum was leaking almost non stop at this point. I used my thumb to smear the slick fluid around my cock head before sucking the rest off. Even my precum tastes sweeter since I converted. Ive been with a couple of guys since that night, but both times it was just head. I needed to fuck some ass again. Maybe even get my ass used, been longer since i was last fucked. My thoughts drifted back to Andrew. He was the first, and only, guy I had fucked since i got the news. The look of pure bliss on his face the moment I started shooting my toxic load in him will forever be etched into my memory. I was in the same boat the night it happened to me. I let my hand drift back down to my cock. I was surprised at how wet and slick it was. My fingers were covered in no time, and slowly I dropped my hand lower. My legs went wide all on their own, as my fingers brushed acoss my hole. I scooped up more of my juice and smeared it around my ass. I slipped one finger in, quickly followed by two. I was moaning in no time. After what felt like an eternity, though more like 5 minutes, I pulled my fingers out and rolled over to I could reach in the night stand drawer. I pulled out my Pierre Fitch dildo and my Elbow Grease lube before noticing the condoms and Astroglide at the bottom of the drawer. I chuckled before closing the drawer. I slicked the dildo up and started teasing my hole with it. I decided not to touch my cock yet. I was already on edge. I pressed the dildo up against my hole and immediately it was sucked in. Fuck I needed this! In no time it was balls deep. I kept it there for a few minutes, just taking in the fullness. My hole throbbed around its girth, and my cock was leaking a steady stream. The hair on my stomach was matted and shiny. I slowly eased the toy out, almost to the head, and pushed it in just as fast. I was involuntarily moaning and slowly picked up the pace. The image of Andrew riding my poz cock flashed in my mind. He was so turned on taking my toxic dick. I remembered his moans, how he begged me for my poz cock, and how much I wanted to give it to him. In that moment, I had intense desire to give him my HIV. I wanted to make this slut positive like me. I wanted to see him get knocked up, knowing hes going back and riding his neg boyfriend with his poz ass. I was getting close, and the dildo was hitting all the right spots. I picked up the pace and started pounding my ass with it. Each thrust was jabbing right into my prostate. I thought back to Andrew and relived the moment I shot my toxic load into his neg ass and the cum started spewing from my cock. My hole clamped down on the toy in the same way Andrews hole clamped down on my cock. After five or six big squirts, I was covered from my neck to belly button in precum and jizz. I was spent, and spent the next few minutes sprawled on the bed and panting. The toy was still lodged deep in my ass, as I continued to spasm around it. I must have fallen asleep because when I next looked at the clock it was after 1 AM. I gingerly pulled the dildo out of my ass and slowly made my way to the shower. After a quick rinse, I got back in bed without grabbing another pair of underwear. My thoughts remained on Andrew as I quickly drifted back off. The last thing I remember before nodding off was a stirring in my cock, and a tingle in my ass. Andrews POV I'm not sure how long I sat in the car, staring out the window. I just left the doctors office. They wanted to talk to me about the results of the blood I had drawn last week. The appointment seemed to drag on, but finally they let me go with a small pile of pamplets, a bag of condoms and a referral to a specialist. I looked at the goodies on the passenger seat before something caught my eye. I looked down at my pants and noticed a large wet spot and a very noticeable bulge in my jeans. A smile slowly crept across my face as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I began typing a message with one hand while massaging my cock with the other. <<Just left the Doctors ;)>> I put the phone on the seat next to me and continued rubbing my cock through my jeans. The wet spot got larger. The phone buzzed as another spurt of precum oozed out of me. <<Oh fuck dude, really? Are you?>> read the text. I smiled and took a pic of my crotch. Thankfully the sun was bright enough to show the wet spot. I quickly fired off a reply. <<What do you think?>> followed by the pic. <<Oh shit dude! Seriously? Thats so fucking hot!>> <<All thanks to you and Ben. I'm still sitting here in the parking lot, and im horny as hell!>> <<LOL! I know the feeling. I was the same way. What are you going to do now?>> <<My ass got so hungry when they told me I have HIV. My boyfriend is at home right now, so I'm going to go see what sort of trouble we can get into ;)>> <<Lucky bf 😉 Message me later when youre all fucked out, and maybe we can arrange for an encore performance!>> <<Mmmm.....I'd love that. Chat later stud! Thanks again!>> <<Will do! And you're welcome, slut.>> I smiled and put the phone back in my pocket. The conversation, though brief, had done nothing to relieve my throbbing cock. I quickly started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. I was back home in no time. I found Rob in the kitchen reading the paper. As was usual, he was wearing a tshirt and a pair of tight briefs. The black cotton clung to his ass perfectly, and the wet spot on my jeans got larger. I stood there staring at him for a few minutes before he noticed me. He smiled as soon as he saw me and before I knew it, I had crossed the room and started kissing him. He could feel how hard I was as soon as I pressed up to him. He moaned into my mouth and started rubbing me through my pants. “Fuck baby, you've only been gone a couple of hours. Miss me that much?” “You have no idea,” I laughed. “I just got really horny when I was out.” “I can tell” he said. I could feel him now. He pressed his cock into mine. I needed him bad. I grabbed his hand and started pulling him to the bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed as soon as we got there. “Hungry, baby?” he asked, standing over me. My eyes were glued to his cock. “Yes Sir.” “Want my cock, baby?” he asked, slowly massaging his cock through his briefs. It was enough to break my concentration. I looked up at him. “Please Sir, I need it so bad.” He pulled off his shirt before ordering me to take my clothes off. In no time I was kneeling on the floor in front of him. He spent the next few minutes grinding his crotch into my face before telling me to pull his underwear down. I didn't need to be told twice! In no time i had his briefs pulled off and his rock hard 7” cut cock was buried in my throat. I spent the next 15 minutes working my boyfriends cock over. Slow, fast, shallow, deep, I did what ever I could to make Rob feel good. We were FWBs long before we started dating, so I always had a special place in my heart for his cock. “Get on the bed. Face down, I need that pussy,” he ordered me, ending my worship session with his cock. “Yes Sir.” I love when he orders me around like this. I scrambled onto the bed from the floor and pushed my head to the mattress as I got up on my knees. I could feel my hole twitching as I exposed myself to him. “Fuck baby, your hole is beautiful. I'm gonna make it feel so good.” “Please, Rob, I need you so bad.” He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and slid a finger into me. I couldnt help it and started moaning. “What do you need?” “Your cock, Sir.” “Yeah?” “Yeah,” I breathed out. “And your cum.” “You need my cum?” “Yeah I do.” He laughed. “You always need my cum!” “I love taking cum, Sir.” “I know you do. You get so hungry for it. How many loads do you have in there now?” “None, Sir.” “Bad boy. You know how much I love fucking you loaded,” he said, sliding a second, and then third finger into me. I got lost in the sensations for a moment as he started hitting all the right spots inside me. “You know how much easier my fingers slide in and out of you when you have another mans load in you.” He accented his words with the thrusts of his fingers. I felt a little bad for a moment, then remembered that I was just too horny and his cock was the only one I needed at the time. “Sorry, stud. Next time, I promise. You know how much I love giving you my cummy hole,” I finally managed to get out. “That's ok, baby. You just got horny, didn't you?” It's like he had read my mind. 'Fuck, I love this man,' I thought. “Yes baby,” I moaned. “Please?” I was getting desperate. Thats all it took. He pulled out and put his cock to my hole, and pressed the head in. I moaned and tried to push back, but he stopped me, pulling out. Once I stopped moving, he sunk his head back in and stopped once more. I moaned into the mattress, and waited for him to continue. He just stood there, motionless for the next five minutes or so, and just kept telling me how he was going to fuck me, and how he was going to make my pussy his. After what seemed like an eternity, I sank balls deep in one long, slow, thrust. My hole opened around his thick cock as he slid into me. For the next half hour, not a word was spoken, save for a few curses from me. Otherwise the only sounds were my moans and the sounds of my wet hole. His pace never changed beyond the long, slow strokes he was taking. He knew what I liked, and within minutes precum started pouring from my cock and never stopped. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. “I need to ride you. Please? Please Sir, can I ride your cock?” I love riding his cock and he knows it. It feels incredible watching him lay there, just letting me do all the work, and seeing the look of pleasure on his face. He didnt need much more encouragement, as he pulled out of me and laid back against the pillows. I quickly moved over to him and slowly sat back on his cock, savouring every inch as he sank into me. He closed his eyes and for the next fifteen minutes I did everything I could to make him feel good. His stomach was covered in my precum, matting the hair there, and I could tell from the wetness in my ass that he was leaking the same amount into me. I was starting to get close, and I could tell Rob was too. I decided it was time to tell him. I slowed down a bit before saying “I was out at the clinic earlier.” I waited for his reaction. He moaned before opening his eyes. “Yeah?” “Yeah, I needed to get tested. Remember that fever I had last week?” I felt him get harder. “Fuck. Yeah I do.” “I'm positive, baby.” I sank balls deep on him and just stayed there. His eyes shot open. “Fuck! You are?!” “Just found out an hour ago. Thats why I needed to come home so fast.” I didnt think it was possible, but I felt him get even harder. “For real? I have an HIV positive hole on my cock?” He asked, with a look of lust on his face. “Yeah you do, baby. You like my poz hole on your neg cock?” The look on his face turned to hunger as he grabbed me and quickly rolled us over until I was on my back. Never once did his cock leave my hole. As soon as we settled, he tackled my mouth with his. He started thrusting into me, first slow, then picking up the pace. He kept repeating this pattern, driving me wild. “Who did it, do you know?” I quickly recounted my night with Jeff and Ben, between moans and kisses. His thrusting started to change, and I knew he was going to shoot. I looked him in the eyes. “Do it baby. Give me your cum. Shoot it in my poz ass. Give me your neg load.” That was all it took, as Rob thrust deep into me and started moaning uncontrollably. I felt his cock spasm in me as he filled my ass with his cum. That was all it took for me as I started shooting my load between us. After what felt like forever, Rob collapsed on me, and kissed me between breaths, his cock never shrinking. He caught his breath and kissed me one more time, though slower, and deeper. He pulled back and smiled at me. “Congratulations baby! I know how much you wanted this.” I smiled at him, satisfied. We spent the next ten minutes making out, with his cock buried deep in my ass. He kept telling me that he was happy for me, and loved feeling my poz ass around his cock, and I was glad I was able to make him feel so good. “Thank you for encouraging me baby. I'm glad I can give you a poz ass to fuck.” “You still got that guys number? Maybe we should invite him over sometime.” He slowly started moving in me again. I moaned as I enjoyed his cock for a few minutes. “Yeah Ido.” “Good.” And that is what kicked off round two. He bred me twice more that night, each time telling me how much he wanted to feel toxic cum around his cock. BY the time we finished, it was too late, and we were too tired for supper. We took a hot shower before crawling into bed. We were out in no time.

So many of us: - love stuffing anon cum from condoms we’ve found into ourselves/our bottom guy as lube - love freezing anon cum as cumsicles - then fucking with them. whether it’s your own fresh, loads you’ve pushed out after sex, it loads you’ve found, all all of these. -love seeing guys stuffing themselves like that in the sauna etc., or loves doing it in front of their fuck. I know I’m not the only one that gets excited finding a full condom in the bin at the sauna or at the park. But why are there almost no vids like this, or does any have any recommendations? You’d make me very happy if you did!

@Kimberleyyou are right but u dont know how someone fucks before he fucks u, so the only thing u have is a pic of his dick to make a choice @Loveitraw i'm not talking about a date in a resto but you need some time (I do) to know each other. Not verbally, but bodies need time. To touch the body, to see how he reacts, to start decipher his bodylanguage. I need some time to make great sex. I want my guy to surrender to me. For that time I want him to exist for me and me for him. No interruptions (but exceptions do apply). I want to see lust in his eyes.

I don't think that what @Sharp-edge is talking about is dating. Instead, just getting to know the other person even if it is superficially through playful chatting and foreplay. I know that the sex is better for me and the bottom if I at least like the guy.

Part 2 I did kept my word. I had him brought to me once again. He hadn't understood that he knew me. That's why I kept putting him VR glasses. I think he looks good with them. Wish I could be sure he wouldn't resist but i had to tie him again. My minions got him ready for me. Naked and clean. I started once again to lick his body. His fingers, his nipples. I kinda bit them, he moaned. Sometimes i get too excited with biting. I started to massage him and asked him to obey me. He put his legs to my shoulders. I started licking his asshole. I started to fuck him and asked him to jerk. I decided it was time to suck some dick. But his hole felt too good. I asked a minion to fuck his throat. He would choke and cough. How hot he was when hewas red and veiny in the face. My minion waited for more directiions. I wanted his dick downn to his throat, making him gag and eventually puke. I didnt mind. Even if he died with a dick in his throat I would fuck his asshole until I cum and then trash him. But he maded it. He took two loads. Maybe it would be more fun if i imprisoned him and keep him for future use. I don't know I should think of it. Maybe making a harem of nice men to fuck was something i needed to consider. I released him once again, with his stomach and gut filled with cum and with his holes raped. Need more feedback guys:) I love reading your comments on my small novel.

The Cab Driver Takes His Fare in Trade The heat in the old, beat up taxicab hit me like a hammer, as did the smell of smoke, sweat, and man funk. The back seat sunk a bit as I climbed in and the front seat was pushed so far back I had to struggle to get my feet in. The cab was filthy. The front seat was covered with a ton of papers and there was trash on the floor in back. Damn! It was 4:30 a.m., and I had been waiting for a taxi for almost 40 minutes and was already pissed off as I was having to head home after a weekend full of bare dick and lots of cum. I was also a little wet as the weather had turned cold, and there was a light mist coming down. It had been a while since I had seen Derrick the first time as told in the story “Fun at the seedy motel.” (https://breeding.zone/threads/12672-Fun-at-the-Seedy-Motel?highlight=seedy+motel) Derrick was back in town and staying at the same seedy motel off New York Ave. and he had just spent the weekend sharing my ass with several other big raw dicks. That’s a story for later, for now, as the driver put the cab in gear and headed out of the parking lot, I could only regret that I had to leave and get back home to get ready for work. As the street lights showed through the car windows, and the cum in my ass continued to work itself in, my thoughts were interrupted when the cab driver asked, “Do you mind if I smoke?” “I don’t care, go ahead,” I said. I took a look at the cabbie now. He was about 40, jet black hair, looked like he may be Indian, or Pakistani, nice beard, and a thick accent. Smoke filled the cab as he exhaled and said, “So you been partying tonight? Going home now? You know that motel is a pretty bad place?” I was in no mood for playing 21 questions and rudely replied, “Yeah, I know it’s bad, that’s why I was there. I was there partying and taking as much big raw dick as I could find and now I have to head home, but am still horny as fuck!” The cabbie looked in the rearview mirror at me and did not reply, and I just stared out the window feeling frustrated. I was not really paying attention when the cab stopped at a corner, turned, and then immediately went through a chain linked fence gate into a large parking lot. I sat up, wondering where we were and said, “Hey man, is this a short cut or something?” The cabbie did not answer as we drove past a bunch of commuter buses, a line of taxicabs and some other vehicles. He turned left and stopped at the end of a row of buses and turned the cab off. The cabbie opened his door, got out, shut his door, then opened the driver’s side back seat door and climbed in back with me. The cabbie immediately unzipped his pants, pulled them down his hips a little bit and said, “Come on, suck me.” Awesome! I was so dick hungry and wasted no time as I gobbled his dick up and started sucking him good. His dick was nice and meaty, long foreskin, and really hairy with hair coming half way up the shaft. I had to keep stopping and pulling hair out of my teeth and finally said fuck it, and just focused on sucking him. The cabbie leaned back, placed his right hand on the back of my head and began bucking his hips to feed me his dick. I was massaging his big hairy balls, which were now pulled up tight and I knew he was getting ready to cum. I wanted his cum in my ass, but any load was better than none, so I opened wide and swallowed his nutt deep. He moaned loudly as I milked his dick, forcing his balls to give me more. When I was satisfied he was done cumming, I started to pull off his dick, but he pushed my head back down and said, “No, get me hard. I can go again.” No problem there, I made myself a little more comfortable and got back to work, enjoying the cabbie’s nice uncut raw dick. By now the windows of the cab were totally fogged up, but I was not concerned at all about being caught. The place seemed quiet and who cared anyways, all I could think about was more dick. In a few minutes he was fully hard again and I focused on working my tongue around his dick head, which seemed really sensitive. As I was flicking my tongue in his piss slit, he pushed my head away, hiked up his pants and said, “Come on.” I crawled out of the back seat of the cab, closed the door, and followed the cabbie around the front of the taxi, to the side of the last bus in the row. He stepped between the bus and chain linked fence, had me step around him, and then he pulled open the bus door, which was already slightly ajar. By the time I got into the bus, the cabbie was already dropping his pants and his big uncut dick was ready and waiting. I started to get on my knees when the cabbie said, “No.” I stopped, not sure what he wanted or meant, but took a chance, dropped my pants, and presented him ass. My white ass shown like the moon in the pale light inside the bus, and I put my hands on the back of the seats on other side of the aisle and bent over as far as I could. “Do you still have cum up there?” the cabbie asked, “Tell me how they fucked you. Tell me how you were bad. Tell me about their cum.” “I have so much cum in my ass,” I told the cabbie, “They fucked me over and over just to lube me up for you. Want to feel their cum? Want to fuck me? Want to shoot your cum up there too?” The cabbie answered by pulling my cheeks apart and rubbing his dick around my wet hole. He reached down and I turned and saw him fishing around in his pants pocket as he pulled out a condom and stood up and began tearing it open. “No man,” I said. “No condom, just fuck me raw, I want to feel you push their cum deeper and then I want yours too, PLEASE – then I will suck you again, I promise, I will lick you clean.” The cabbie hesitated, so I said, “Think how good it will feel to just fuck it. I bet it has been a long time since you felt a nice hot hole milk your dick, hasn’t it. Just try it. Stick it in and if you don’t like then we can stop and you can put that on.” I bent back over, pulled my cheeks apart, and waited as the cabbie thought about what I said. What was he thinking about? His wife? The risk? I didn’t care, I just wanted it bareback and started moving my ass around a bit as my hunger heated up. I reached back, found his still raw dick. He did not stop me. I lined his now very hard dick up with my wet hole. He did not stop me. I slid my hand away and backed up on his raw dick, hearing it plop into my wet ass. He did not stop me. Now I began to work my hole and ride his dick. The cabbie grabbed the seats as I rode his dick bareback. His moaning and groaning told me he would not be stopping so I focused on flexing my hole and giving him some ass to remember. I thought he would last a while since I had swallowed a huge load already, but he didn’t, and soon his breathing and moaning picked up its pace. “Give me your cum, that’s it, that’s it, add your load to my ass, come on, give it to me, give it to me!” The cabbie tensed and without saying a word his dick swelled and he gave me a hot sticky load up my ass, so I flexed my ass and rode him, making his breaths came out in little bursts of air. I pulled my dripping ass off his dick, knelt down, and took his whole dick in my mouth to lick him clean. He was still grabbing the back of the bus seats when I finished and stood up. The cabbie let out a big sigh, and I smiled and said, “See, I told you you would enjoy that.” We climbed out of the bus and got back in the taxi. The cabbie lit up a cigarette and was enjoying the afterglow, but I was still horned up and asked, “Can you fuck again? I want some more man.” He shook his head no, but a minute later put his cigarette out, dialed his phone, and started speaking to someone in a language I did not know. The cabbie hung up, lit another cigarette, and by now I was just getting aggravated and wanted to go home. I started to say something when the cabbie interrupted me, “Do you want some more?” Of course I did, I already told him that, but said, “Yeah man, love being fucked and taking cum and would love some more.” He nodded, lit up another cigarette, and when he was about half way though the inside of the taxi was lit up as a set of headlights started coming towards us down the parking lot aisle. The cabbie looked in his rearview mirror, got out of the cab, and when the other car stopped he walked around to the driver’s side. The other car was a taxi too and as they were talking a third taxi pulled up behind the second one and a guy got out to join my cabbie and the other driver. I was not sure what was going on but soon my cabbie came back, opened the back door and said, “My friends, they want to have fun too, “and then in a lower voice, “They want to cum too, no condom. I told them you would ask them wear one, but they should pretend to, and then when you bend over to do it without. OK?” I smiled wide and said, “FUCK YEAH! I can play that.” I climbed back into the bus, pulled my pants off, and bent over. My ass was nice and wet and was about to get some more raw dick from a couple of horny cab drivers. Guess my weekend was going to end pretty well after all and the cabbie better not charge me a fare when he drops me off at home, although I think I will give him a nice tip.

South Central Michigan—March, 2021 I went back to the same bookstore one other time in March. It was all but deserted… But being me, I still had some fun… I am sitting and stroking to the straight porn in the main area. There is a cross dresser, hidden from view, in the Trans area. I can’t tell if he wants to play or is just luxuriating in watching porn fully dressed. There is a man in the Gay area, too, but he has fallen asleep. I sit and stroke to two guys on the big screen TV—one Caucasian and one Black— working over an incredibly petite Asian woman. She is currently taking the two huge dicks together. I love seeing them rub together as they plow her. The door from the lobby opens and closes—hidden from me by a divider wall. The newcomer rounds the corner. He is a man with a shock of silver hair. His mask covers most of his face. His body is slim and he quickly removes his heavy coat as he checks the Trans area. He walks back and his eyes see my cock for the first time. He slows—but goes on the other side of the room to check out the gay area. A moment later, he comes back and sits on the couch that is next to my chair. He sits on the side away from me—so he can see me more easily and I him. He unzips and takes out a beer can of a dick, with a thick looking foreskin. He fists it, sometimes looking at the porn, more often at me. I stop, shift the mask and drink from my water bottle, then settle the mask back in place. My drinking gives him a full view of my dick. And he loves it. I watch him jerk harder. Moments later he rises and comes over to me. “Can I suck that?” I nod and he kneels. His mask comes off and he goes to work. It is not the best blow job I’ve ever had, but nice. And he loves what he’s doing—which makes up for the occasional lapse in technique. He continually strokes himself—sliding that mass of extra skin over his glans. He gets immense extra credit for tonguing my balls without being told. And he doesn’t suck them into his mouth until they are thoroughly wet—and then they slide right in. He even pulls me forward and licks my taint…stopping just before my tight pucker. This last really excites him. His hand is working his cock furiously. It makes a repetitive wet, slick sound we can here over the squeals of the woman on the screen. “Don’t waste your load,” I tell him. He grunts. And instantly stands up. I rip off my mask. His thick cock jabs into my mouth. His foreskin does not retract, he just spews through it. When he’s done, I use my hand to pull it back and clean his dick of all the stray cum. He squirms a little—but let’s me do it. He thanks me and leaves. A steep admission price for his maybe 15 minutes… * Almost an hour later I am ready to go. There has been no other play. The porn keeps changing loops—often cutting off the cum shots. But the door opens again. A tall, lithe man comes in jeans and windbreaker. He looks vaguely familiar but with his mask I can’t really tell. He may think the same—he nods at me as he makes the tour—only to find we are now all alone in the place. He comes back and sits on the couch. He pulls out his dick. It is every bit as big as mine. And maybe a shade longer. We stroke in silence. He has pulled up his shirt to expose a tight and tautly muscled chest…fuck, he’s familiar. “You still eat ass? And now I know—even with his mask on. He’s the runner—dubbed the Marathoner on here—who back when I started the blog had been a regular, but who I haven’t see him in years. (Eight years it turns out when I check on here later.) He often lets me suck his massive cock for a moment and then wants his hole tongued. No fingers, no dick, no fucking. Just my mouth and my rimming skills. “No one eats ass like you used to…” I get up. I kneel and go for his dick head. He pulls it away and pushes my face down into his hairy nut sack. My tongue starts to caress the hairy orbs, using the same technique I had just experienced. Instantly they pull up into his body. His hand goes to my head. He pushes me down to his hole, bringing his legs up to his chest. It is as tight as ever. I lick across it, reveling in his hairy taint. I get the first groan from him. “You filthy fucker—you know just how to do it.” I burrow in. I spit repeatedly on his hole. I prod at it, my tongue pointed and hard. Suddenly it opens and I sink into him. He grunts. Now, as my tongue begins to fuck him, he begins to whimper—jerking his dick with long, hard strokes. I plant my entire mouth on his pucker and suck. I am rewarded by his ass lips swelling with blood and protruding into my mouth. He moans again, reaches down and pulls my head tighter into his ass—cutting off my air. Finally, his legs come down and I can breathe. “Turn over, on all fours,” I tell him. His head hits the wall when we try it on the couch so we switch to my chair which is pulled out at an angle.. His whole hairy butt is presented to me. I go back to running my tongue down his entire crack. He moans and jerks. His balls have re-emerged with gravity. I lick them until they pull back into his body. I ravage his hole again. I pry his cock from his steely grip and lick the back side length of it. He is juicing. I use my finger to get the pearl of pre-cum off it. I smear it on his hole. He feels it and whimpers again. My tongue pushes it deep into his hole. I spit and push that into him, too. He is stroking again. I think he is on the verge. I burrow in. He fires. Over and over. A huge puddle of cum on the leatherette upholstery. He gets up gingerly to avoid the pool of jizz and thanks me. He all but runs to the bathroom to wash. I look at the cum. My finger plays in it for a moment before it finds its way into my mouth… The original is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/06/you-still-eat-ass.html

1. Eternal youth 2. Shapeshifter. Imagine if you could just look like the one who you want to. You could fuck with each and every man, just be the guy or the girl he wants you to be. 3. Immune to all diseases, resistant to all mutations.

When im dead.

Souvenirs! When I got to work Thursday, I spent a lot of time dealing with all of the new crap I needed to do after three days of meetings. A lot of those decisions that I marveled at getting made meant a lot of extra things were now on my plate. Even though I was busy, I kept checking my phone to see if I had any messages from Tim or Marc. My boss poked his head in around ten AM and said "Looking a lot better than you did yesterday morning. It must have been an early night. Any word from Marc?" "Thanks, I think... No word yet from him. I didn't go out with them last night. The place they wanted to go to is not somewhere I'd go with co-workers. Someone else took them there" I replied. My boss raised his eyebrows but thankfully didn't ask for details. Finally around eleven in the morning I got a text from Tim. "Just left hotel" which was followed by "they took us back 2 room after bh" and then "we fukd til they left 4 airport slept a bit 2." I felt my heart race, knowing that they probably had taken several charged loads. I wasn't sure I wanted to know, so I just replied "damn. u were bz. every1 have fun?" "hell yah they luvd dark room" he replied and then "they aint as careful as they said in bar not close" and then "they tried 2 uz rubber but broke lol." I took a deep breath and replied "u tamper w/them?" "not me I know guys who uz needles on free ones there so they always brk" he sent back. I rolled my eyes since I knew guys who took safety pins to hookups to poke holes in condoms if a guy insists on a safe fuck. I wasn't sure when Tim said needles what kind he meant but I suspected syringes, so there might have been a bonus fluid on the condoms. I texted him back "k. with that many guys fkin them, they won't know who got em if they pz." A minute later he responded "M 8 lodz S 11 @ BH. M fukd a few 2" I shook my head and asked "total or +" and regretted it almost immediately. "+ they got a few more - O and I only fukd em in hotel each got 3 more" he answered. I knew more than I cared to and hoped there wasn't going to be a shitstorm at work in a few weeks. A few minutes later he added "M wntd u to fk him bad I told him u were gr8 fk but I hurt 4 days after u did me he said he might have to fly u there lol." "If he's poz, I would do him" I said to myself. Right away I laughed about the word "if" and knew it should be "when". I liked that Tim had watched out for Marc and Sebastian, but I knew it wasn't just to make sure that nothing got too crazy. Knowing him, he was directing poz guys to fuck them and planning out when he would get his chance. "u ever do train? hard but fun with 4" he sent and I replied "lol yeah." I imagined the four of them back at the hotel all lined up, Sebastian in the front and Tim at the back. Three was easy to do, four was way harder. Tim sent another message a couple minutes later "ur bug is goin 2 anothr continent" and I just shook my head. About twenty minutes later I got another message from Tim. "Whats deal wit u n gabe?" "What u mean? hes a friend" I replied, wondering myself what it was. "looks like more" he sent back a few minutes later followed by "u poz him?" "No" I replied, hoping that he'd use that as my response to both questions" -- Late in the afternoon I took a break and dug the receipt out of my wallet. My gut told me I'd waited too long but my dick said to give it a shot. "Hi. U said you could help me out a week ago when I checked out in ur line" I texted the number on the receipt. I figured I had a one in four chance of getting a response but you can't win if you don't play. About a half hour later I got a reply "refresh my memory what u look like?" I chuckled and realized I wasn't the only one he used that line on. "Mixed guy 6' muscled bald beard wore blue nike tank and jeans" I replied. A minute later I got his answer back. "Mr bulge Hope it didnt last over 4 hrs see a doc then ;)" it said. I laughed out loud and I'm sure my co-workers were wondering what was so funny. "no got it drained a little later. been a slow week. thot u cud give me some help today" I replied. "after evening rush ok have brk @7" he sent back. I smiled and figured this would be another quick fuck. I could meet at 7 PM, be out of there by 7:15 and home just after 7:30 unless I did some shopping. Plenty of time before the call I'd probably get from Gabriel at nine. "OK. where?" I asked. "restroom by frozn food meet by icecream" he replied. I doubt that I was going to be the first fuck he got there and I wouldn't be the last. Not a word was said about what we would do - stroke, suck, fuck, or talk about the weather. Nothing was said about bringing condoms either, which was a good sign. I had lube and some slightly stale poppers in my bag but if we fucked, and I hoped we would, it was going to be bare. I worked late on some of my extra tasks and headed off toward home. Going left out of the train station instead of my usual right, I made it over to the store just after seven. I saw him at the register and he nodded back as I grabbed a basket and went in search of ice cream. I stood there looking over at the myriad of flavors and brands for a few minutes when I heard someone walk by and say "Rocky Road is my favorite" and then go down the hallway behind me. I turned and saw it was my blond cashier, so I waited a minute and followed him down the hall. There were three doors to choose from and the ones marked "Emergency Exit" and "Employees Only" probably weren't the one I wanted. Setting the basket down, I went into the unisex bathroom and locked the door. "This one has a divider wall in case someone comes in. The other bathroom is wide open" he said with a smile. "Yeah, I know. And the lock on that one isn't very good either" I replied. I could see him putting a few things together and watched him start to say something and stop. "You... Did you... The two frat guys? Oh fuck yeah!" he then stammered out. His face had a huge grin on it and it got bigger the closer I got. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound innocent. I thought he might be talking about my last bathroom hookup in the store but figured it was better to keep quiet about it. He winked at me as he reached down and loosened my belt and unbuttoned my pants. "Oh... we had a couple college guys that looked all clean and wholesome who kept coming in and fucking in the other bathroom. We knew what they did 'cause they smelled of cum when they came out giggling like schoolgirls. Then one day they came out of the bathroom and weren't giggling. They were panicked and said they got raped in there. But their stories didn't match and kept changing so the cops just told them to stop wasting their time and go away" he said. By the time he finished he was on his knees and my pants were around my ankles. He buried his face in my trunks, breathing in my musk. Slowly, he pulled down my underwear and moaned as my cock was let free. "Fuck... that's nice" he said. His tongue bathed the entire length of my hardening shaft before it moved underneath and he sucked on each ball. The way that he rested each one on his tongue a moment before sucking it into his mouth made me wonder if he was weighing them. There was no need for him to worry, they were full. Next, he started sucking on my cock, taking a little bit at a time and working his way down. He knew what he was doing and the way his lips and tongue worked over my dick felt damn good. But this had to be a quickie and he didn't seem to want to just swallow my load. With my cock nice and slick with spit, he stood up and turned to his left. A couple seconds later, his pants and shorts were down and his uniform tee pulled over his head. My hand rubbed over his slightly hairy butt and then along the crevice. His hole felt a little slippery but I thought it was more oily than spermy. He could sense the way my fingers were probing and said "I did a quick clean and lube before it got busy." This was definitely not the first time he had done this and now I was wondering just how many "came" before me. It didn't really matter, since I will fuck sluts as well as the not-as-experienced. The sluts just tend to be more fun. I just hoped I wasn't wasting my load on a poz or prep slut. My cock was stiff and ready to slide in. With no mention of condoms, I spread his butt and pushed my cock to his hole. It took a little work, but I got the head in and paused. "Oh fuck yeah... go in deeper..." he moaned out quietly. His hands were braced on the outside of the stall divider and his legs were spread as wide as his uniform pants would allow. If anyone had come in, we were just as exposed as my fuck in the other restroom. "You want it deeper?" I snarled quietly in his ear as I wrapped my arm around his chest. Without waiting for a reply, my hips thrust forward, going in half way. He grunted, but didn't complain. Pulling back slightly I then gave another good shove, driving in most of the way. This grunt was louder and more strained than the first but he didn't say anything more. His squirming told me how much he was hurting. I liked fucks like this, where a bottom was willing to do anything to get the fuck and load. He was panting as we stood there and a moment later he groaned out "oh... my... fucking... god... gimme a second." My cock was leaking inside him as we stood there almost motionless. I wasn't going to wait too long, but I didn't mind feeling his body spasm around my cock. "Just relax... I'm almost all the way in... slow breaths..." I said softly to him. Once again, I pulled back but this time plowed my cock in to the base. My pubes were plastered against his sweaty ass and my balls swung into his. He let out a big gasp and I could sense he was about to scream. My other hand covered his mouth as he stifled a yell. My shirt was soaking up the sweat that seemed to be pouring off his back. When he calmed down a little, I started to rock my hips. Every third or fourth plunge, I'd drive back through his inner ring and he'd let out a yelp into my hand. My strokes got faster since I knew we didn't have much time. My hand came off his mouth and soon the little gasps turned to moans. My hands moved to his shoulders and I grasped them tightly on each side of his neck. The thrusts slowed down and then sped up as he moaned out "oh god... oh fuck yeah... yeah... fuck that ass..." and then a louder "Yes!" when I'd shove in deep and grind my hips on his butt. I knew I needed to cum soon, either before we got caught or before he had to be back at work, but it felt so good plowing him. Changing to firm, three quarter length strokes I kept drilling his ass. Another minute or two and I felt my balls start to tighten and my cock swell. He let out a low groan as I gave him a few more thrusts before I flooded his guts with a big charged load. His moan harmonized with my lower moan as the last few spurts shot out. It was my turn to pant as we stood there rooted. Slowly my cock softened and I let go of him and backed away. I reached down and grabbed my phone from my pants and was about to take a picture of his ass. Before I could, he spun around and dropped back to his knees to lick my cock clean. It was a little hurried but quite effective. The cashier looked up at me smiling as he licked his lips clean of any remaining cum. I took a pic of him sitting there and smiled. "Just for my personal collection" I said. Pulling him to his feet, we both yanked up our shorts and pants, grinning at each other as we finished dressing. "You know, those college guys came back but they don't fuck in the bathroom any more. They each have little scorpion tattoos on their wrists which look really out of place on them but hot at the same time. Rumor has it that they got pozzed that day" he said, checking his hair in the mirror. I picked up my backpack and unlocked the door. "Hopefully I'll earn my scorpion tattoo some day" he said quietly as I opened the door. "Be careful of what you wish for... it might come true" I said over my shoulder as I walked out into the hall.

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.

I’ve busted to this at least 10 times so far. One of my favs on here

I slept for hours, finally being woken by the amount of light in the bedroom. I soon needed an urgent piss, and as I got up, donned the now rather used leather jockstrap I had left on the floor, and headed for the bedroom door I noticed a real ache in my rear end. Those guys the previous night had really done a number on me. While I urinated, some of the things Gus and Steve said to me the night before went back through my head and I felt a significant churn in my stomach at the prospect of what might await me. If anything I was more nervous about this next stage than I had been about getting pozzed, presumably because they clearly intended to change how I looked and that wasn't going to be something I could just hide from friends and family back home. I stood at the toilet for a while after my flow had finished, before drawing a couple of deep breaths, washing my hands and then heading downstairs. I was only wearing the jockstrap, but assumed there would be no issue with that. Gus and Steve were in the kitchen drinking coffee, and both looked up at me and smiled as I came in. "Morning" said Gus. "You sleep well boy?" "Hi" I replied. "Yes sir." "Good lad" said Steve. "Ready for the day?" asked Gus, giving me a sly smile. "I don't know" I replied. "What will you be...be doing to me Sir?" I continued. "Nothing you don't want" said Steve, giving me a more gentle look than Gus was. "We'll be taking you to a few places, giving you a few options, and then you can decide for yourself." I nodded and looked down at the floor. "What sort of places?" I asked. "Just wait and see" said Gus. "Now" said Steve, getting up and heading across the room, "you can't go out like that, so Aid has dropped these over for you." He handed me a cloth bag, which when I looked inside appeared to have some of my clothes. "He also left this for you" said Steve, turning round and picking up a box off the counter that he also then handed to me. I opened it up to reveal another smaller, flatter box inside, which seemed pretty fancy and heavy. I opened it up, to be confronted with the largest silver chain I had ever laid eyes on. "Wh..." I mumbled, looking up at the two of them. "Don't ask us" said Steve. "He told us it was a gift for you from an admirer." I plonked the box down and lifted the chain out, only then realising just how heavy it was. At least an inch wide, it had to weigh a kilo or more. "Well" said Gus, "you better put it on." I hesitated, and then undid the boxy clasp and put it around my neck and re-secured it. It felt so heavy, but also so good. "Sexy stuff" said Steve, winking at me. "Someone must really have a thing for you." I turned towards the oven to get a bit of a glimpse of my reflection in the glass, and loved what I saw. I had never worn any jewellery, nor even thought about doing so, but I was immediately taken with how this beast of a chain looked on me. Gus had begun rummaging through both boxes the gift had been in, but then turned towards me and shrugged. "No card, no nothing" he said. "But someone you've put out for must really have wanted to see you in this." I stood gazing at my reflection for a bit longer, before I felt a sharp slap on my exposed buttcheeks. "Enough of the self-loving" said Steve as he bounced away from me. "Get some proper clothes on over that jockstrap, then have something to eat. The coffee's hot." About an hour later I had eaten, and was dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a tight black tank top, whilst the new chain was on full display. We then headed out in their car again, driving a little while to a set of shops on a quiet road in some part of the city I didn't recognise. I still didn't have my mobile phone, so remained in the dark once more about where on earth in Sydney I was, something I was getting used to as I largely just did what the guys told me to. After parking the car we wandered up to a tattoo parlour, which hadn't yet opened so we paused on the pavement outside to have a cigarette. In time the owner appeared on the other side of the door to turn over the Open sign, and then we went in. "G'day Gus, Steve" said the owner, a big bear of a man wearing a muir cap. "What can I do for you today?" "This is the friend we called you about the other day" replied Gus. "He's here to see what you're proposing." "Ah, I thought so" replied the owner, looking me up and down. "Got yourself a bit of a stud this time. Well, let's get to it then." This time, I thought, as we headed through a curtain into a back room. Clearly I wasn't the first to be going on this journey. The owner walked over to an island desk, and pulled out a portfolio from a shelf below it. He opened it up at a certain page, and then turned it around towards me. I slowly walked over to see a series of sketches on a generic man's body of an array of tattoo art, including some designs on the upper arms and lower legs. However, what really caught my attention were the sketches from the front and back, the former showing a large biohazard design on one of the pecs, whilst the back one had a scorpion design below the neck and then fairly large letters on the upper buttocks spelling out CUM DUMP. My eyes must have widened significantly, as both Gus and Steve started laughing. "What do you think, boy?" chuckled Gus. "I..." I mumbled, unable to really form words. Was this really what they wanted to put on me? Could I say no? Did I even want to say no? Why was my dick getting hard? "You don't have to say yes or no now" said Steve. "What Irwin here is going to do is draw on some of this with a marker so you can see how you feel about it for a few days. Then, if you want it, you can get his brother in London to actually ink it in when you get home." I stood there staring at the images, before a wave of calm mixed with euphoria rushed over me. "No" I said. "No?" asked Gus. "No marker" I said quietly. "I want the needle." I'm not sure where this was coming from, but I also knew I was sure about it. Maybe it was a rash decision, but as I stood there looking at the sketches of some generic man, I somehow realised who I was and what I needed to be. I *was* a cumdump. I *was* probably well on my way to being poz. Why not just be that man? "Are you sure?" asked Steve, who looked a little ruffled as I turned to face him. "You don't have to." "No, I want to" I said, then turning to the man whose name I now knew was Irwin. "When can we start?" "Blimey boy, you don't beat around the bush do you?" he replied. "Well, I've got no bookings this morning so we can start right now. But it will take a few sittings to get it all done." "Fine" I said, maintaining eye contact with him. "Let's start on my arse and then work through the rest from there." My sudden and unexpected determination was clearly not something any of them had been prepared for, but things soon moved on and Irwin got me prepped to begin. Gus and Steve hung around for a bit, but decided to head on out to pick up some of the other things they had initially planned just to show me, given I was clearly up for a big change. Getting tattooed hurt, there's no denying it, but I barely flinched or uttered a noise as Irwin began to transform my smooth, tanned, unadulterated skin. By the end of a marathon session he had adorned my behind with its permanent advert to other men, the outline of the scorpion on my upper back was mostly done, and he'd even made a start on my arms. The biohazard would come when I had truly converted. Gus and Steve picked me up later on, and took me to another place in some other suburb. There, while working around my need to not sit down on the new letters stamped on my behind, my ears were pierced and big silver studs put in them, and my nipples got the same treatment. It all hurt like fuckery, but I seemed not to care. From there we went home, and I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening in various positions trying to get comfortable, smoking to deal with my restlessness, and eventually riding their cocks and taking their viral loads in a bid to feel something more pleasurable. By the time I went to bed my head was somehow both numb and super busy. In the space of a couple of days I had gone from being a hot young guy with any future he wanted ahead of him to someone who was permanently marked as a poz cumdump slut both on the outside and, probably soon, the inside as well. How would anyone at home ever understand? Would I even be able to resume any degree of normal life? Would I be rejected by everyone I knew and loved? These thoughts, and the pain in various parts of my body, plagued me for hours until sleep took me and I passed out.

I frequently get spat on/in by my tops. I don’t get asked, they just do it. If you’re a bottom and in any way submissive or kinky it’s just part of it. The top is there to use your body and dominate you, he’s going to do things that are degrading. And you’ll enjoy it 😜

A great hookup last night with a fat cigar bear I play with occasionally. He's a top with a thick 7" cock and he's mean as fuck, and he loves to be watched so he usually has another guy or two present as well😃 Soon as I get there I see Mike, the fat bearded bear, and some other bear, also bearded and fat, who's maybe 25. Mike wastes no time and has me get naked and positioned on the fuck bench in the living room. He straps my arms and starts rubbing my ass, making sure he's blowing lots of cigar smoke on my face. He then puts a ball gag in my mouth and tells his buddy to hand him the lube. As Mike is greasing his cock and my hole, he's telling the other guy what a fucking whore for cock I am, and despite me being a poz whore bottom I got a tight ass. It made my cock hard hearing him say this about me to the other guy, like I wasn't even there. Mike lines up his cock and slides it inside me in one motion. I let out a grunt and he laughs, and starts slow fucking me. I can see the young bear off to the side, watching us. Mike is fucking me steady and talking to his friend like a teacher giving a lesson. "Good thing about poz pigs is you can raw dog em all you want. They accept they're made to take loads, and crave your nut inside of em". So my cock is leaking like fucking crazy, and Mike is pounding me harder and finally cums and lets out a series of grunts. He keeps on fucking me slowly as his cock softens, and rubs my ass as he calls me a good pig. He plops outta my hole, and I see him walk over and present his cock to his buddy for cleaning. After a minute or so, he asks the young bear if he's ready, and I hear a yes Sir. He quickly undresses and stands beside me, and I'm expecting Mike to tell him to fuck me. Instead, Mike unties my hands and helps me up, but leaves my ball gag in place. I'm standing there with a raging hardon, and Mike puts his buddy on the bench and ties him in place. He then guides me to the guy's ass, and tells me to fuck him until he's a whore like me. I almost shot my load on the spot. I line up my dripping cock on his unlubed hole, and push in roughly until I'm balls deep. I hear him cry out, but I'm not distracted and begin fucking his ass raw with the only thought being to cum hard and deep in his ass. Mike goes and stands in front of us, and is encouraging his buddy to take my dirty cock like a good pig, telling him that soon he'll be a good whore like his Sir wants. Mike asks him if he's ready for my dirty load, and he starts moaning and clamped down hard on my cock, letting me know he's cumming. This sends me over the edge, and I scream grunt thru the ball gag and begin to unload in his guts. I swear I almost passed out. Mike is rubbing his friend's hair as we catch our breath, and then motions to me to leave. I remove my gag and get dressed in the other room. Mike comes in and gives me a big kiss and shows me out. I don't ask any questions, but I'm looking forward to hearing the whole story behind this fuck session.

This was originally longer but I decided to split into two parts. Part 3 is coming soon. Thank you for the nice words of appreciation and I hope you enjoy. Part 2 For years, I regretted telling my dad about being gay. Pushing those emotions down by throwing myself into school and then work, I never let myself have a moment to think about just how much it hurt when dad was not supportive of me coming out. So, to sit here and hear my dad tell me he was gay too and so was my brother, it brought out all of that repressed anger and frustration. For now, dad was still talking. “I’m sorry for the way I acted back then kid. When you told me, I was surprised by how easy it was for you to say it out loud. I was floored by the courage my 14-year-old son was showing when I, his 38-year-old dad, couldn’t even admit it to myself. I should have been more supportive kid and I have always felt bad about not being there for you. But now that you are here, I want us to have a better relationship. You’re my son, my boy and I want to be the dad you need me to be. I am sorry son and I hope you can forgive me.” I was still angry but part of me suddenly had context for his behaviour back then. Being from a small town, he was left to discover his sexuality for himself and it would be tough for anyone to go through all of that. Especially a young single dad. He wasn’t the bad guy I thought he was. Like me, he was also someone who’d suffered but unlike me, he had to do it on his own. I got up and made my way to the couch, planting myself between dad and Sam. I lifted my arms and pulled my dad in for a hug. As we hugged, we both started crying, letting out all the pent-up resentment and regrets from before. I felt movement in my back before feeling Sam’s thick wide arms wrap around me and touching dad’s sides in the process. We stayed like that, not a word spoken but a lot was communicated through that hug. “Wait, you’re gay too?” I muttered in disbelief to Sam. He grinned ear-to-ear and nudged me in the shoulder. “Fuckin’ unbelievable” I replied, before nudging him right back. “You have no clue how long I have wanted to say this Joe”, dad said, “Glad that this is out of the way. I hope you can forgive me son.” “I am sorry too dad, for having been such a dick. I had no idea,” I said, “I’m glad you told me dad.” Over the next hour dad and Sam told me about how they came out to each other. They came out soon after my last visit, with Sam coming out first leading to dad coming clean. Dad had known he was gay since high school but he had chosen to stay in the closet and not risk his reputation. I was touched by the fact that dad’s journey to acceptance was inspired by me. Small steps to fixing my relationship with my family! The rest of the day was spent with the 3 of us catching up. Dad and Sam grilled me on my relationships and my life in the city and were disappointed to know how boring my life was. As dad put it, “boy if I were your age in the city, I’d be fucking every guy I could find.” Dad’s subtlety was endearing. That night in bed, I had a hard time falling asleep. My mind kept drifting back to my conversation with dad and Sam. So much had changed in the past 12 hours in ways I couldn’t have imagined. My dad and my brother were gay like me, who would have thought. After a few hours of trying, sleep was off the menu. It was around 1 am when I decided to head downstairs and whip up something to eat. I left my room quietly and reached the top of the staircase, only to see the lights on downstairs and voices coming. I ducked down and glanced a peek towards the living area. What I saw was the craziest shit I had ever seen. Sam was lying on his back on the couch. He was butt naked, wearing a leather harness, a thick collar around his neck and just boots. His legs were raised up in a V, with his ass partially hanging off the couch and a cock pumping in and out of his hole, much to Sam’s clear pleasure and approval. The cock pumping in him was my dad’s who was dressed for the occasion. Wearing a leather harness and pants, he looked like the catalogue model for a BDSM magazine. He was grunting in pleasure as he hammered his cock in and out of Sam, both in the throes of great pleasure. “Yeah you love daddy dick don’t ya boy,” dad grunted between thrusts. “Yes sir, I love your cock in my pussy” Sam groaned, his fingers caressing my dad’s body. “Fucker take my cock,” dad started ramming harder and Sam moaned out loudly. Dad’s hand flew to Sam’s mouth covering it and muffling what would have been a loud moan. For the next few minutes, dad kept ramming into Sam before he let out a grunt of his own, announcing his own ejaculation. They stayed like that for the next minute, Dad still unloading the last vestiges of cum into Sam’s ass. Sam looked glazed, as he slowly stroked dad’s nipples and milked the cock in his ass. When dad pulled out, he grabbed a butt plug from the table and pushed it inside Sam. Dad plopped next to Sam in the couch, pulling him closer. Sam was stroking his huge cock while Dad was kissing his neck and pulling on Sam’s nipples. A few moments of foreplay later, dad bit down on Sam’s neck, eliciting a moan from Sam. He burst out all over the couch and cum flew in all directions. It was a sight to behold, my donkey dicked older brother shooting a gallon of cum while my equally large dad caressed him and made out with him at the same time. When Sam was done shooting, dad scooped up the cum splatter from his and Sam’s body and fed it to him. “Hmm boy, you got cum on my boots,” dad said to Sam sternly. In a flash, Sam got off the couch kneeled in front of dad and pushed his face to dad’s boots. To my shock (and arousal) he started to lick his cum from dad’s boots, spit-shining them in the process. Dad let him clean both shoes, while he watched Sam with adoration and intent. When he was done, he straightened his back but stayed on his knees in front of dad. “Thank you for letting me serve you sir.” “You’re welcome boy, bet that pussy was hungry all day” dad and Sam both smirked. “Watching your brother’s tight body worked you up well too, huh boy?” “Damn right sir, he’s a hot piece of ass Joe.” I was having a hard time believing all this. Not only had my dad and Sam been fucking, they clearly had more than just a casual relationship going on (I know my gay culture classifications). Weirder still, they were talking about me, like I was a piece of meat. My arousal was off the roof and my very hard and pre-cum leaking cock was the proof. Without wanting to alarm anyone, I quickly and quietly made my way back to my room. The second I laid down on the bed, I knew it was pointless. Sleep was off the table tonight.

At the time a guy cums inside me sometimes I feel it, sometimes I do not immediately feel it. Probably depending on how much cum is shot and how much lube is in my ass or so. But one real feeling part of the joy of getting your ass full of cum has been a very intense and addictive feeling for me ever since the day I lost my virginity: the feeling of cum slowly leaking out of your ass bit by bit during many hours after you got bred. On top of the nice leaking feeling, its so hot that you can intensely enjoy it while you are all dressed again, in the company of people that have not got the smallest idea that you are enjoying the feeling of cum leaking from your ass :-P The above of course implies that you do NOT run to the toilet to trash the treasure as soon as it is given to you, but on this site I take it for granted that everybody knows how a bottom is supposed to properly treat cum with the respect it deserves...

Sometimes, I only know the top has cum because he stops and pulls out. Often, but not always, I can feel the change in friction when my ass is suddenly slick with cum. Every once in a while if he stops and holds still I can feel his cock pulsing as it shoots. The most memorable time was getting fucked in the maze at Midtowne Spa in Dallas. It was almost completely dark in there that day, so dark I could just barely see the outline of the walls and the men. A guy I never really saw pushed me up against the wall at the back of a dead end path and slid inside me. I was facing a dark wall, so I could not see anything. The music was loud, so I could hardly hear anything else. The only sensations I had were of his big cock thrusting into me over and over, and his strong hands gripping my hips. When he came I could feel every throb, and I even thought I felt the load splashing into me. I am not sure it's possible to feel that, but I did.