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NOTE: This is a 4 part story, I wrote all of it already, but I'm translating it to English. PART 1 Everyone said that Andrew had only become friends with me in the last year of school because of interest. He was the typical popular guy who doesn't really care about studying, whereas I've always been the nerd. Until that year, we had never really talked, but all of a sudden, he started to sit next to me. Within weeks, he had me under his wing. All the people who ignored me at school suddenly became my friends. He would always need help with his homework and he asked me to give him the responses of the tests, so everyone said he was just using me. But it was thanks to him that I started talking to people more, so it was a fair exchange. On weekends, we always went to someone's house to drink, which I had never done before. What no one saw is that Andrew was really a nice guy to me. Whenever we were alone, he did everything he could to get a smile out of me. He promised to protect me and said I was the only person he could really trust, so I trusted him too. Naive as I was, it didn't take me long to fall in love. The year went by very quickly and graduation was just around the corner. Andrew still hadn't received his grades in some subjects and he was afraid of failing the finals. I was not worried about my grades, so my real fear was what would happen next year. I would go to college, he would start working, so we wouldn't see each other that often. I was scared at the prospect of us getting too far apart and the friendship ending. That's why I decided to completely open up to him. If I confessed my feelings, maybe he could say he felt the same way. I suspected he liked me too and didn't have the heart to admit it. So, I decided to open up one day after school. "I'm in love with you," I said. “Dude, this is weird,” he said. “I suspected you were gay, but I'm not. I’m sorry.” The disappointment of it hit me full force and I ran home. I never wanted to see Andrew again. When night came, however, he started calling me and I answered, hoping he had changed his mind. “I've been thinking about what you said,” he said. "Forget about it", I asked. “No, maybe I can be with you, but for that you have to help me with something first.” "You know I would do anything for you", I confessed. "Meet me at the school door in half an hour". I took a shower and used a lot of perfume, hoping that he would finally make my dreams come true. If Andrew agreed to be with me, even if it was just once, I would be the happiest person in the world. When I arrived at school, he was already waiting for me, sitting in front of the place, he looked restless. "You took your time," he said, and my heart fluttered. "What am I supposed to do for you?" I asked anxiously. “My grades came out today and almost everything went well. But I’m failing Geography. I'll have to take the remedial exam and you know this has always been my worst subject, there's no chance that I’m getting good grades.” "You can do it, I'll help you study," I suggested, thinking that was what he wanted. “I came to the school earlier to talk to Mr. Jenkins and he said there's another way.”

I piled up the sheets and loaded them into the washer in the hallway, I stayed naked because now everyone who could come through that door knows about my secret and has probably fucked me at this point. Katie was on the couch, rather close to Thomas like she was hitting on him at a bar. "We're deciding your fate, you an join us if you suck him off." Katie said pointing at Thomas's friend. Thomas ignored me as I got down on me knees in front of his friend. I never learned his name but his cock felt good in my mouth, I of course wanted to know what it'd feel like in my ass. Katie was asking them when this all started and Johnny chimed in, about very first party where she left for work and Thomas found me with her toy and poppered up in her bed. "Is this true?" Katie asked me, my mouth full of dick. The friend pulled me off his cock by the hair. "Yes" I muttered before being shoved back down on his cock, working it as best I could. "I guess it's only fair, that night I got railed by my boss Mark over the hood of his car." She said. I was surprised she had cheated but also after what I've done behind her back, I couldn't be mad. My cock strained against the chastity device. Johnny continued the story and I could tell Katie was more than interested. We got to the part about the videos and the channel. "THAT WAS HIM THE WHOLE TIME!?" she yelled a little too happily. "I had been legit masturbating to the idea of it being him, but the whole time I thought it was you!" she said pointing to Johnny. "Nope no video of my pozzing sadly, but there is plenty of footage of him!" he said kicking my side gently. "Can we- I have an idea." she said, and walked into her roommates room. She came back with a large bottle of lube and set it on the coffee table next to me. "I want to fist him, and then Thomas do you think you can go again?" "The lube will ruin it but yeah.. sure." Thomas said. "I'll piss in this bitches ass, that should rinse the lube out right?" The friend said. "Haha! yeah that'll do the trick." "Ohmygod, has he done piss stuff before?" Katie asked. "He's the buildings urinal at work!" Johnny added. "He drinks it?!" Katie asked. "By the bladder full, don't you buddy." Johnny slapping my ass. I nodded but the friend didn't think it was enough. He pulled my head off his cock again. "Yes" I said, foamy saliva dripping off my lips. "This whole thing is just so amazing" Katie said, squirting lube into her hand. She rubbed lube all around my sore asshole and crack. And not so slowly went from 1 finger to 4. Her hands aren't small but her hand and wrist are super skinny, I've definitely taken bigger. Her thumb slipped in and she was now wrist deep in my ass. She worked it around, twisting and clenching her fist before pulling out and entering again, really wrecking my ass. She started to go deeper, and she was loving it, I might have been enjoying it more. "I've seen him take bigger fists, add your other hand." Johnny said. "Oh I know I've seen it too in videos." She answered. Then slowly this time worked finger after finger in along side her forearm. My ass felt like it couldn't stretch anymore, and Johnny must've read my mind, because a rag of poppers was placed under my face on the couch. Poppers worked it's magic and her second hand slipped in, air released from inside me between the space of her arms. and she started rubbing her hands together and moving them in and out. "Move over" Thomas said. One of Katie's hands slipped out and the other hand started to. Thomas slipped his hard cock into her hand, inside my ass, and he started to use her hand to get himself off inside my asshole. Each thrust I felt his cock expand her hand, her knuckles pressing and expanding my hole. The rag was ripped from under my face, poppers were added and it returned, sending me into a spinning decline of inhibitions. I started to moan and ask for it harder, asked for more poz cum. I wanted to be used up. Steven, Cory and some friends came in through the front door, and immediately saw the scene on happening in the living room. "Johnny you fucking idiot, why isn't this being filmed!" Steven said. He didn't even bat an eyelash at the fact it was Katie's fist inside me. Johnny jumped off the couch and grabbed the camera, and it started to film it all. "Tell me you want to be pozzed bitch." Thomas demanded. "I-" "I want him to be pozzed" Katie broke in. "Destroy his good for nothing ass." "Oh it's good for something!" Steven laughed. "It's that cock and those balls that are good for nothing." I later saw on the video that Katie got the most evil look in her eye right then. Katie reached down and tightly massaged and pulled my balls down. "Can you knee them Thomas?" she cooed. Thomas pulled out, her hand stayed inside me and his knee drove into my balls as she held them away from my body. I yelled into the rag. My ass clenched onto her hand and she moaned. Thomas put his cock back into my ass and into her hand and started to really pound away. It wasn't long before he was cumming deep into my ass with his usual yell. Katie slowly slipped her hand and his cock out, making sure not to pull out any cum. "I've got a second pozzing tonight, so I'm out. Bitch... If you don't fall sick this week. You're going to go get tested and we will do this again next weekend." Thomas said, slapping my balls again before putting his pants and slipping on his shoes. "And you, you crazy bitch, keep an eye on him. You've got my number." He said to Katie and pointed at the rest of the guys in the room. I was sent to the bathroom to shower, with strict instruction not to use the bathroom. I finished and walked naked from the apartment bathroom to grab a water bottle, Steven and his friends admired the view and made sexual comments to me. I got back to the room and Katie was laying on her side, holding my second box of preP, "Close the door." I closed the door and made my way to the bed. "You're a sick fuck, you know that?" Katie said tossing the box of preP my way. "Thomas's cock is really good, and he fucks really well." I said. "You really have been masturbating to my videos?" "Yeah, I've even done it while you were asleep next to me." She said with a smile. "It's fucking hot, but I still don't want you fucking me, I'm going to be finding some good cock myself, and I might be sending guys I want to see fuck you your way too." "Thomas will be pissed knowing you're setting me up to get fucked." I said. "I know, I'm looking forward to it." She said. "What?" I asked. "You think you're the only one to see what lengths he will go to to poz you? Your ass and balls getting abused gets me off way too much for him to poz you too easily. That little secret will stay between us. " she said pointing to the box of PreP. "Are you going to go up to San Jose?" I asked. "Yes, but you'll be staying here. I'll see what sick shit you get up to during the week on video, and you'll be joining me on weekends, San Fran is only an hour up the road. I want more live shows." She said. Then she grabbed the box of meds and packed it under the bed in a shoe box. "You need a tattoo on that dirty ass."

Chapter II. Tom was driving, and there was a handsome young man in the front seat. Tom warmly greeted my guy, reaching back to clasp his leg. He introduced us to his new boyfriend, Jason. As he drove, Jason told us about his community college classes and reached around to stroke my guy’s leg, telling me how lucky I was to have such a sexy boyfriend. Tom nodded in agreement, taking one hand off the steering wheel and reaching back to stroke my leg, adding that I was pretty sexy myself. I could feel myself blush. We chuckled and flirted with one another until we pulled into the bar’s parking lot. Tom introduced us to Charlie, the bouncer, an older guy with a buzz cut and muscular chest poured into a tight tank top. Charlie smiled at my boy saying he’d always hoped he be seeing him again. My boy sheepishly grinned as we headed inside. Tom and I went to the bar to order some drinks as Jason and my guy headed right to the dance floor. We chatted as Jason and my boy grinded on each other. Tom told me that he couldn’t help but get turned on watching them dance together. I agreed, feeling my cock stiffen. Tom stood right behind me, and I could feel his growing dick through his jeans as he pressed into my ass. Tom asked me if we had an open relationship, and I replied, ‘Barely. We just started talking about him taking another guy’s cock.’ Tom smirked and told me my boy was likely to be ‘barely’ taking cock very soon and nodded to our boyfriends practically groping each other in full view of the entire bar. The bartender, Mike, clearly knew Tom well, and they caught up as he took his time pouring the beers. He even pointed out the Charlie, the bouncer, must be happy to see them again. Tom gave both the bartender and Charlie a knowing nod. Jason and my guy danced for another song and they were both warm and sweaty enough that they took off their shirts. Jason tucked his into the back of his jeans and my boy tied his around his waist. They were clearly feeling each other up but eased off when they saw Tom and I headed to a table with our drinks. They were clearly into each other. I wondered if my boy was excited about getting his dick that night? The thought of sharing him with this handsome twink really got me stiff. After quickly downing the first round, I headed back to the bar for four more beers. Mike, the bartender winked at me as he pulled the tabs saying we were in for a fun night. When I brought the first two beers back the table, I walked up just as the three of them were talking quietly and my boy was eagerly nodding. I dropped off the drinks and went back to the bar to pick up the last two glasses. When I got back, Tom and my boy were making their way back to the dance floor, now more crowded with sweaty guys. Jason moved to the stool next to me and stroked my thigh telling me he thought I was cute. His flirtations were turning me on, but I was trying to focus on my guy and Tom. I’d lose them in the crowd for a moment, then see them again. I saw Tom and my guy dancing with their chests pressed up to one another. Then I caught a glimpse of Tom spinning my boy around and grinding his ass against his full crotch. I lost sight of them for a moment but saw them again with Tom’s arms wrapped around my boy’s waist, his hands fumbling at my boy’s crotch around his knotted shirtsleeves. Jason moved in front of me and kissed me. I liked it, but he was blocking my view, almost on purpose. I kissed him and pulled my head back to see my boy bouncing off Tom’s crotch. I realized Tom was trying to fuck my boy right there on the dance floor. I stood up and tried to make my way to them. Over the music and chatter, I could hear my guy moan. I saw him leaning back into Tom’s chest as he rocked his hips back and forth. Just as I made it to them, Tom’s grin turned to a grimace, and I knew he was cumming. My boy saw me and tore his arms from around Tom’s neck and reached out to me. He embraced me and kissed me hard as Tom finished growling and grunting. My guy brought my hands to his ass and I felt Tom’s furry belly pressed hard against my boy’s back. I eased my hand between them until my fingers found my boy’s sweaty crack, impaled on Tom’s cock. I squeezed Tom’s dick around the base looking for sign of a condom but found only sticky wet hairy flesh. Tom backed up and his big dick just kept easing out. He must have been huge, but I couldn’t see as my boy madly kissed me deeply, shoving his tongue passionately down my throat as I fingered his freshly-bred sloppy pussy, right there on the dance floor. My boy pulled off from my mouth and smiled at me, ‘I finally did. I finally took his load!’ Tom moved around to my side as Jason stepped behind my boy and pressed against his ass. My hands found Jason’s raw cock and I guided it to my boy’s stretched-out hole. Jason’s glans entered my boy as I spread his cheeks wide, ready for another raw cock. To be continued…

PART 2 Mr. Jenkins was our teacher. His name was actually Moacyr Jenkins, but he didn't like it, so he asked us to call him by his nickname, Moa. The guy was a real asshole in the classroom and hardly anyone liked him. He was above average rude with the students and his tests were the most demanding at school. “What way?” I asked. “I need your help, you said you would do anything for me.” "Anything", I confirmed. “Moa wanted me to suck his dick in exchange for an A. You know he's not married and there were always rumors that he was gay, but I've never confirmed it. Now I'm sure but I have a problem. You know I don't like cock.” “And you want me to...” "If you suck Moa in my place, he said he'll give me the A", Andrew said. “You're kidding, right?” “What's the problem, Alex? You said anything. If you suck his dick, I'll have sex with you every day until graduation. I thought about that a bit. Graduation was in two weeks, so I would have plenty of time to be with Andrew. The problem was, I was still a virgin and I was saving myself for him. I didn't want Moa to be my first. The man was six feet tall, in his forties and had a body covered in tattoos, while I was a small tomboy with no hair on my body. “I don't know...”, was my answer. “You'll save my life, Alex, I'll owe you forever. He is inside the school; I'll call him saying you accepted.” I waited apprehensively while he called Mr. Jenkins. A few minutes later, the man walked through the school's lobby and came towards us. There was a sly grin beneath his thick black mustache. "Alex", he greeted squeezing my hand tightly. “Do I have your word that you'll give me an A?”, Andrew asked. “The gradebook is at my house, you’ll need to come with us, you can watch everything and then I'll change your grade. “Watch?”, I asked, swallowing hard. "I need a witness that I have your consent to what we are going to do", Moa said. “Now let's go to the car, it's better that no one sees the three of us here together.” I followed Andrew and our Geography teacher to a black car that was parked on the school street. The two of them made an agreement along the way, but I didn't pay attention to anything. I could just think that I was going to suck my teacher while the guy I liked was watching. Moa's house was a couple of neighborhoods away, so it took us about fifteen minutes to get there. He parked the car in the garage and we entered the old high-walled house. The yard was large and there were a few meters of free land between the neighboring houses, guaranteeing us privacy. “Do you want some water?” he asked. "No, I want to get this over with," said Andrew. I just shook my head. The man poured himself a large glass, saying he was about to lose too much fluid, and drank it down in one gulp. I watched in awe as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "I haven't had a student for a couple of years, the last one I had to take by force," he said. “It was a beautiful proposal to offer your friend to me, I would never have this idea alone. I stopped investing in students when they threatened to call the police.” I looked at Andrew, realizing that this had been his plan from the beginning. Moa had never said that he would change his grade if he sucked his cock, he had offered my services without my knowing anything. But now I was already there, so I wasn't going to go back. Andrew would have to make those two weeks worth it. "Sit on the sofa," Moa said when we got to the living room. “Side by side.” Then he took out his cell phone and started filming. “Do you give consent to everything we're going to do here today?”, he asked me. "Yes," I replied uncertainly. “And you are proof that he accepts any kind of sexual act that we are going to do?”, he asked Andrew. "Yes, sir," he replied. Then Moa put the cell phone back in his pocket and said: “I need guarantees, in case you regret it and want to screw me. Now open your mouth wide.”

Irving was a 56 year old man who was a chub. Who was also positive. He was not exactly eye candy. He was overweight, buck teeth and thinning red hair. Adam, was the love of Irving's life. Adam was 23, a muscular jock, with a 8 inch dick and a flat ass that Irving always fucked with a condom. He didn’t want Adam to become poz. Adam loved Irving, but was getting bored. Adam wanted more. As faith would have it, Adam met Kyle, a 24 year old man. A swimmers build, red hair, smooth body. A 7inch cock. Adam and Kyle almost immediately started having an affair. Kyle would tear Adam’s tight hole a part. Pumping him with his load. “Next time we fuck at your place.” Kyle said to Adam. Once Adam knew for sure that Irving was going to be out, he and Kyle were having sex all over the house. While Fucking in Irving’s study on top of his antique coffee table. I ring walked in on them. “Irving, I can explain.” “Explain what an ungrateful little slut you are?” Kyle, quickly got out and left. “I see you do like it raw.” Adam was no match for Irving, who weight over 256 pounds. Irving slammed Adam down.pulled down his pants, didn’t even use lube. Using Kyle’s cum. He went into the young man’s ass, and started fucking Adam. “Remember, your ass belongs to me.” “Since I stopped taking my meds,” I have a high t-cell count.” “Please, no Irving.” The young man pleaded. Irving kept going in and out. Until, he grunted and clasped on Adam’s back who had tears streaming down his face. ”From now on I fuck you raw.””you understand me, slut?” Adam whispered weakly. “yessir.”

I met up with a very hot and horny cum slut as a stop off whilst heading to London. You can see from his feedback, he seemed to enjoy it…as did I. 😈😈

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...

hey guys glad you are enjoying it - next chapter below By the time I got home I was flagging, the beers were wearing off, so I did a shot of vodka and a did a small line of coke, I felt a bit more revitalised and read in the instructions on the packet of hair removal cream I had brought, as I slathered it on I quite enjoyed the tingle it gave me, I’d figured it would be better than shaving so I guess I was right. As I waited there was a ping from my laptop, it was a message from him: “Excited to see you again later son, send me links the porn you like the most, the ones you know you love yet would never admit to!” I must admit I gulped and blushed a bit, but wanting to be ‘liked’ by him and bolstered by the coke and the vodka I sent him links to the porn I watched a lot, the ones that excited the most deepest psyche of my brain and had me cumming like no others. In fact, just sending them to him made my hole twitch and my cock pulse. I washed myself off in the shower, and then gave my arse a douche, even though I generally had ‘dry poo’s’ cos of my high fibre diet I thought it was the best thing to do. Satisfied I was ‘clean’ I did another line and another shot, not massive ones but enough to keep me on the better side of mellow. I went to do my hair, then noticed how boyish I looked with no pubes, in fact I looked really younger that my eighteen years, but I liked it, and was sure he would. There was another ping from my laptop: “Jesus son, a wonderful taste in porn, in fact its perfect, wanna see one of Dad’s favorites?” My heart was beating in my chest the coke and the vodka exciting me: “Yes please daddy” The response was almost instant, I open the link and wide eyed watched the porn playing on my laptop, my hand on my cock thinking, “fuck me!!”, at the beginning there was a picture...wow

Fuck. The amount of cum leaking from my hole is hot af. I really need a photographer

skinny young kid at a bookstore - skater type, barely legal and I figured he'd be tentative and inexperienced, or so I thought as I saw him walk in. He went for a booth in the back with a gloryhole and I thought, what the hell I haven't had young dick lately. I went into the adjoining booth and kneeled waiting. He selected some vid and dropped his pants to reveal a nice-sized 6 inches, surprisingly uncut for a young white boy. He slipped it through the hole and I started sucking. (I really like feeling them get hard.) He started to firm up and thicken and lengthen. Pretty soon, I was having to stretch my mouth around a gargantuan 9-10 incher and thick as a coke can! I was pleasantly surprised and determined to make him shoot. I worked the head and the shaft and his balls and he really liked me taking it down my throat, so I spun around and backed up on him. He hesitated realizing it wasn't y mouth and then the boy FUCKED me. He pounded my hole like a stallion - hard and deep and then backed off and slowed down. I wasn't dealing with a newbie, that was for sure. He fucked me a good 15 minutes before pulling out. I didn't think he'd cum, so I was upset and kinda confused why he stopped. He leaned down to the hole and told me to cum over. He needed to get off and he liked to cum "looking into his bitch's eyes". I was out the door and in his booth in no time! He threw me on the little bench seat, put my legs on his shoulders and fucked his load into me like a pro. I was stretched out and trying to catch my breath when he said "surprised ya, didn't I?" I nodded and he said he's been fucking men since his dick arrived. He said he only gets to fuck men cause the girls all get scared. I gave him my number and he fucked me on and off for about a year before he moved. Miss that kid!

I'm hoping to get some feedback on one thing I don't quite understand: 1. As a group of men that love wanton sex with each other, how does the issue of becoming positive or not becoming positive impact our behavior? It would seem to me that pigsex, Breeding Holes, Holes taking Sperm off many different Cocks, would satisfy the urge to have wanton sex with other men that love to service their Lusts. So, it follows that, our behavior, our urges, our needs are what they are, and we are committed to servicing those Lusts. 2. Thus, it is the behavior that is most important, right? Not necessarily the + or - status of our Brothers, only the wanton behavior is truly important. It is the sharing of our Lusts that sates the urge to Breed / be bred, at least for a little while. Ten minutes after the Mating has occurred, maybe the cravings return full force, but that's not what I'm asking about. 3. I well understand the need to "feel a part of the Brotherhood", and all the affirmation that entails. Someone once said "No man is an island", and it's true: we do need to feel like we're part of a larger group, particularly when what we crave is considered by the larger society as an undesirable thing. That said, we're already Brothers in our Lusts. Even those guys that still haven't even had sex with another man ... yet. The fact that any of us are here on this site proves that we're a part of the Brotherhood. It is our behavior (or, perhaps behavior-to-come) that defines us as Brothers. 4. I have absolutely no idea of how many positive Holes I've bred, and I don't really care. What I have done is shared my Lusts with many (per a previous post, a very many), and it is that Mating with my Brothers that creates the specialness of my chosen path. Not poz, not neg, only the thrill of Mating with my Brothers-in-Lust counts. What really counts is, I do it, and that's the important thing. I indulge my Lusts, share my (polite cough) talents with men that appreciate those talents. I don't sit around wishing this or that were the case, I go out and do it. It doesn't matter what my status is, unless a guy asks, at which point it is important to be honest. 5. Therefore, when a man, for whatever well-considered reason, decides to "chase", it seems to me to be an ancillary issue. Whatever the status, it's the act of Mating with our Brothers that's the important thing. I'll Breed him, one way or the other. It's what "connects" me to you, you to me, all of us to each other. It's our sexual behavior, driven by our Lusts, that connects us in a Brotherhood, and I don't see any other facet of this Life doing that. I've been a BreedPig since well before hiv ever came, and I felt kinship with my Brothers then, and I do now. It's our behavior that matters, creates the Brotherhood. 6. If becoming charged is important to a guy, great. So go out, take every raw Cock you can, and get your ass out there and Live the Life. I know that there are a lot of non-charged Cocks out there these days, but there are plenty of charged Cocks out there too. The only way a guy gets charged up* is if he's out there, proving through his behavior that he's either already poz, or chasing it. If a guy prefers to take a pill and protect himself against becoming poz, great. He's already out there living his dreams, sometimes for decades. Crux of the issue (for me, anyway): How does it impact the sense of Brotherhood that we're already a part of because of our sexual Lusts / behavior one way or the other? Every one of us who embraces wanton sexual behavior is - by definition - already one of our Brothers. It's the behavior that counts, that matters; not the status. As always ... It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm *other than blood-play, obviously

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

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 no stranger to cruising the urinal for random cock by any means but in this particular moment I just really needed to piss as I entered the men's room at flinders street station a noticed a man standing at the far right end of the urinal he was probably in his mid to late forties, salt and pepper hair, fair skin wearing and dark grey jumper and blue jeans as acknowledge my approach and looked at me and gave me a half smile it was then that I noticed his ice blue eyes that honestly were enough to make me weak at the knees. As I pulled my cock at and began.to release my stream of piss he cleared his throat and said " how's it going mate?" "W..well thank you and your self?" I replied timidly as it was a little unusual for me. To strike up conversation in the situation ( or so I had thought) " yeah good mate, could use a Root if I am being honest this lockdown business makes it hard to get off aye" he said with a grin, it was then I noticed that he was stroking his cock gently and had a semi at this point just looking at his thick stiffening cock got me hard immediately " it's a good day for it " I replied just as a second man joined us at the urinal and pulled out his already hard cock and began to stroke as he agreed aloud " it's a nice day to poz up another lucky faggot isn't it John?" He said as he glanced over at the first man " always a good day to bring another boy into the fold Rick, does he want it though" I stood there shocked and Frozen in fear But also more excited than I had ever been in my entire life I had always fantasied about getting knocked up by one or more willing daddies and long had I hoped that maybe one of the random loads I'd taken up my hungry hole would be poz and infect me but now that the opportunity and present Ed it self so Earnestly I wasn't sure what to do, do I say no and walk away like a "good boy" or do I give in to these cravings and, as my mind raced John firmly grabbed my hand and started leading me to the cubicals, before I could react I felt Rick roughly grab the scruff of my neck as he whispered in my ear , just go with it mate this is happening (to be continued)

Married and 19 months pussy free now, And I fully embrace my homosexuality. In an ideal world this is how I would love to be pozzed... With My wife in attendance encouraging the deed. Setting us both free. No anger, no remorse or regret.

Chapter two By the next friday evening I was sitting across the poker table from Tyler as he regailed us with a tale of a threesome he had with two hot chicks the previous weekend. I acted like I was as skeptical as everyone else at the table as he told us he had cum more than 6 times in or on the one girl, but I didn't let on that I knew he had cum that much in and on me. Instead I found a bunch of ways to bend over in his eyeline during the game. By the end of the second hour he had run out of chips as had I, but he seemed in no rush to leave while I was still there rolling the ball around with the host's dog. It made me smile everytime I looked back and caught him readjusting his dick in his sweats, and I took extra pleasure in watching him strain to see more after I went to the bathroom and took off my boxerbriefs, returning with my belt two knotches looser so my jeans dipped low enough each time i bent or crouched that nearly my entire ass was visible between my tee shirt bottom and the waist band. One of the other guys noticed and told me to buy a better belt, and true to form I just responded that he didn't have to look unless he liked the veiw. He told me I was sick, but the guy next to him said I had an ass like a bitch so it didn't bother him, then reached out and swatted me on my exposed cheek. I jumped up and punched him in the arm, and we all laughed. The next time the first guy bitched about my ass, I took a shot, ran over between him and Tyler, pulled down my pants enough to moon it and told him to take a picture so he could jerk off later. The room roared with laughter, and the guy who was complaining pushed me away from him causing me to sit on the edge of the table right by Tyler's seat. He went with the joke and told me not to show my ass unless I wanted them to fuck it, then reached around my waist and spread my cheeks. I struggled to push him off while shouting that no one there had anything big enough to fuck with anyway so I wasn't worried. He and one of the other guys took offense to that and Sean grabbed my shirt and pulled if over my head, holding my arms down while thrusting his bball short covered junk in my face while Tyler humped his bulge into my crack and said "does that feel like nothing bitch?" The laughter continued as someone tried to get a picture with Tyler's phone, but failed as I got control and stood up tell them it felt like a tiny clit, which is what I expected a bunch of pussies to have. Meanwhile I was hard as a rock and went down the hall to the bathroom to take care of business. As I went to shut the door, Tyler pushed his way in and said he had to pee too, which apparently meant we were gonna share the toilet. I told him I needed to take a dump, but he wasn't having it, and shut the door and whipped out his semi hard dick and said "too bad" He was not shy at all about strokin his cock until the piss began to shoot hard and loud into the bowl. In my need to seem straight, I did the same, but my cock was fully erect so I had to seriously aim it in order to keep from spraying straIght into the air. Tyler laughed and reached over and grabbed my cock and gave it a friendly shake once the two seconds of pee I had stored up were complete. My dick and I both jumped and he laughed more and said it looked like I liked having his dick on my ass more than I wanted to admit. Pretty drunk and filled with hormones and bravado, i reached over and took hold of his dick and gave it a few firm strokes and told him I wasn't the only one. I then bent down to grab my pants and pull them up, when he spun towards me and stuffed his cock between my thighs, keeping me off balance as he more quietly asked me where my underwear had gone? I told him I wasn't wearing any and tried pushing him off, but he grabbed my balls and dick with both hands and said he saw me wearing some when I got there, then looked around, before reaching into my jeans pocket and pulling out my undies. He repeated his question about why I took them off, and I just laughed like straight guys do when fooling around and asked him back "How did u know I was wearing underwear unless you were watching my ass?" "Guess you took em off to see who would look huh? Im keeping these by the way, you can win em back next time we play." He caught me, but still it seemed to be all in the name of straight guys screwin around. He stuffed his hard on back into his undies and sweats and left the bathroom, while I shut the door and shot a major load all over the wall and mirror, still able to feel the dampness of his cock head where he had rubbed it between my thighs. By the time I came out after cleaning my cum up, Tyler was packed up and leaving, and out of the blue asked me if I was headed back to our dorm and if he could get a ride. Usually Tyler rode with one of the other guys from his baseball team or ran over and ran back in order to get an extra workout. "If not I'm gonna need to borrow a jacket from one of these queers," Tyler said motioning to the rest of the group. "Although I suppose I can add a layer to stay warm." He then picked up his workout bag that had his windbreaker in it, and since the guys at the table were watching the cards, he very obviously pulled my underwear out of his pants pocket and balled them up and stuff them in with his uniform. I rolled my eyes at his cheap attempt to get a rise out of me, secretly thrilled I had already shot my load so I wouldn't spend the whole car ride in agony, and agreed to give him a ride back. As it turned out the weather had quickly become nasty and I wondered if he really did just need a ride as we very slowly drove back to campus. He asked if we could pull through the drive through liquor store before heading back and I agreed, assuming he was hoping to use my fake id to get some liquor as he had done in the past. It was out of the way but he offered to buy me a bottle of whatever I wanted if I would use my id, so I agreed. We had never really hung out just the two of us and all I could think about was how he looked when he was fucking me last friday, so I was not making good company. He didn't

I couldn’t agree more. I feel somehow complete when a man releases his essence in me. It comes natural to me and I feel myself open up to receive him.

The biology of sex is significantly studied, to the point that we understand the degree to which the body reacts to chemistry that it produces internally during sex, and to which it is exposed from the other participant. Arousal is indeed largely a matter of the mind, but the mind also receives a barrage of cues from the senses and other biochemical processes that start firing when the potential for breeding arises. Some of these internal chemical changes are processes we have evolved to forge bonds between individuals involved in mating to ensure a connection for the raising of offspring. In the strictest sense, you could say there is an 'essence' to semen, in the form of a number of compounds that are transferred from the Top to the recipient that, when absorbed, act in the manner of a drug to induce feelings of pleasure and well-being, and to promote bonding. When a Man floods my cunt with his cum, I can feel the change in me; it is more than something in my thought - it is something that he has induced in me. There is a different sort of 'essence' to semen, though, I think, in a philosophical sense as well, that comes into play in the context of male-on-male sex. I can't speak for everyone of course, but for myself I can say that there is something profound about the idea of another masculine being entering my body and depositing his masculine essence inside me. I am male, and have masculine essence of my own, yet he will physically penetrate to my interior and inject his masculinity there - imposing his own masculine essence over mine, supplanting it. What's more, when he does it I actually feel the power of him wash over and suffuse into my body because his chemistry causes my body to react. He breeds me because he is driven strongly by his masculine instinct to breed, to inseminate. I don't have that same strong instinct. Instead, I somehow instinctively understand that I am meant to be the cunt that receives his breeding. When I contemplate this, I can't help feeling that there is something very essential, very basic about it, a fundamental truth that it tells about men like him and men like me. It feels as though there is an order to things, in which he is meant to breed me and I am meant to be bred. An order in which his masculinity dominates mine by virtue of his potent semen.

I LOVE getting my ass eaten! Takes me from cumdump to sex-crazed, can't-get-enough-cumdump! Love eating ass too. Always get me rock hard especially if the ass is full of cum!

Katie spent the week at my apartment, she doesn't know who mugged me (and I've told her I don't know either) It wasn't that fun of a week, she was debating whether or not to take the contract and job up in San Jose. So we had a lot of real tense conversations. We were still debating when the weekend came. In all honesty it's a good idea whether we end up together or not, it's a good direction for her to go, and it would also probably lessen the risk of her finding out what has been happening behind her back the last month or two. I can still get it up for her but it takes a lot of stimulation on her end, and imagination on mine. We decided to head back to her apartment for the weekend and enjoy some drinks, games and see what the boys were up to. Every day and night I was worried Thomas would come back and poz me in front of her. The weekend was fun, and even with the enjoyable weekend she was still debating whether or not to go. Stephen suggested since I was mugged at my apartment that it wasn't safe, and that she should go up to San Jose and I should take her room. I made sure to give him a snarky look when she wasn't looking. I'm not even sure if he knows it was Thomas who "mugged" me. Everyone was I agreement that that option made the most sense. I was living month to month, and the lease at the apartment wasn't up, it'd be easier for me to sublet than for me to find a new affordable apartment during the pandemic. Sunday rolled around and Katie had to tell Mark her decision before Monday. The boys went to brunch and we stayed in and watched Netflix. The apartment door opened but we didn't hear the boys, and them Thomas burst through her door with Johnny and a guy I've never seen. We were clothed but Katie pulled the sheets up quickly and yelled. I backed away from the door and off the bed. "Don't worry bitch, we're here for his ass", Thomas said walking over to me. He took me by the wrist and twisted it behind my back, leading me back to the bed. He kneed the back of my knees which pushed my knees onto the bed. My chest was pressed down to the bed and my boxer briefs were pulled down to my knees, I lifted a knee and they were ripped off my legs. Katie was now sitting in a chair covered in clothes, with her hands covering her mouth. "You can have poppers slut, but there will be no lube, unless it's your mouth or our spit." Thomas instructed. Poppers were tossed on the bed in front of me, I greedily opened the first bottle and took one hit per nostril. I felt warm but it'd take a lot more now to get my head spinning. Thomas spit on my ass and then his dick. And started to press it against my ass. I took another 2 hits of poppers and stayed down with my head facing away from Katie. There was a click of a camera starting to film, and I took another 2 hits as Thomas slowly and painfully entered my ass. "Either way I would've posed you bitch. you just prolonged it and made it more painful for yourself by going on preP" Thomas said, spitting on his dick again. "I know" I mustered out. "You wanted it to be rougher didn't you, you wanted me to fuck you more" "Yes" I moaned taking another hit of poppers. A towel was sprayed with Maximum impact and placed between my face and the bed. "Come here and spit on my cock" Thomas said to one of the guys. Someone walked up next to him and spit, but it was clear it wasn't one of the guys. Thomas had Katie spit on his cock. I moved my head towards her chair and she wasn't there. "Now go back over there and continue rubbing your disgusting pussy as we poz your boyfriends ass." She leaned into the chair and I could see he wasn't kidding, her panties were soaking wet, and her hand disappeared beneath them to rub herself. Did this turn her on? Fuck, we're definitely over now and she's leaving. The poppers made my thoughts wander but also brought them back to his cock reaching balls deep into me as he started to give full thrusts. "You enjoy my cock in your ass more than you like your worthless cock in your girl don't you." "mmhmm" I managed between thrusts. "What faggot?" "Yes Sir" I answered. "Yes what faggot" "Yes Sir I would rather you fuck me than me fuck my girlfriend." I answered. I heard Katie moan. "Hear that bitch? He probably take cock better than you too" He said to Katie. Katie's eyes were going back and forth between closing in pleasure and watching the scene unfold infant of her. "Poz or not, this won't be the last time I, or my friends fuck you. Your ass is made for this and it will be ready when I want. Yes?" "Yes Sir" I answered. "Now tell me to Poz you" "Poz me Sir." I moaned. "Why bitch?" Thomas demanded, spreading my ass and lengthening his strokes into me. "I want your seed to be apart of me" "Why bitch" "Because you've got the best cock, Sir." "I think you want me to Poz you because you're a true faggot now." "Yes Sir" "Are you a faggot now?" "Yes sir, I'm your faggot" I said melting into the bed. I heard Katie squeak into an orgasm. Her legs crossed and my legs started to shake as my cock leaked cum from my semi hard cock onto the bed. Thomas saw it all and came deep into my ass with the same yell he had the first time he came in me in this bed the night of the party. The other guy slipped a chastity device on my cock and locked it, he tossed a key to Katie. She tossed it back to him, "That cock isn't for me anymore." "You can keep this room little bitch, as long as they agree to keep filming it." "wha-" I started to say. "You heard me, and I heard you. That cock is useless, but your ass is for cocks now. I'm going up to San Jose and you're staying here, and I want to make sure they film your dirty fucking ass every time. "DAMMN" Thomas said. "Given up by your own girl, Just as well, he'll be poz soon" I collapsed on the bed, Katie changed and walked out of the room on the phone with Mark. The guys left me to do laundry, a mixture of light blood and cum on the bed.

Part 2 I made sure my head was down and ass was up when I heard the door open and then close fairly quickly. I heard footsteps coming toward the bed and shook my ass a little to show the goods. “Fuck, yeah, that’s what I need.” I could hear him pull his zipper down and thought “Fuck yeah, this guy is definitely my ideal.” I felt his hands spread my cheeks to see my hole and then a finger slid in. “Not too loose; I like that. That a rock up your ass?” Clearly the shard was still dissolving, no use lying. I nodded my head, hoping it wasn’t a dealbreaker for him. “Fucking a, a hot ass and a T slut. This my lucky day.” He saw condoms on the bed and said, “What the fuck? I thought this was a raw scene.” I quickly explained that it was for the guys who show up and want to fuck safe. There’s always the party poopers. “Fuck those losers. Raw is raw.” I saw out of the corner of my eye him reach down and grab the condoms and the bottle of lube. I heard the sound of him lubing his cock and then he placed the head of his dick at my hole. This thing was huge. He began pushing in, but even with the shard and lube, it wasn’t going. A bottle of poppers, with no label, was dropped by my head. “Take 3 hits each nostril, hold them until I tell you.” I did as directed and was immediately blown away; these were fucking strong. “Tap the pillow when you can’t hold them any more.” I waited as long as I could before tapping out at about 10 seconds. “Release.” I knew what was coming and it was exactly as I expected. As I released the poppers and started to feel the effect, he pushed as hard as he could and his knob broke through my ring. Between the poppers and shard, there was pressure, but I didn’t feel any pain. His cock was average in thickness and length, so it slid balls deep immediately. “Ready?” I nodded. He pulled back to the rim of his cock head before slamming back in. He did this about four times, to get me into a false sense of security. His next action, he yanked his cock completely out. I couldn’t help but to grunting pain. Before I could catch my breath, he shoved his cock back in and then pulled it out again. I hit the poppers to dull the pain and he began his final fucking. As this was going on, I heard the door open and close, and a guy coming towards the bed. The guy fucking me told the other he’d be done soon and the other guy only said, “Good.” The guy fucking me sped up and slammed balls deep, grunting and shooting deep in me. I never feel the cum hitting me when I’m getting bred, but I always feel the spasms. “Oh fuck that was good.” He pulled out and moved to my face. Immediately, the second guy was fucking me. “Clean my duck off; can’t have the girlfriend smelling you.” I opened my mouth and took his cock in. He asked me, “You neg?” Another trick question. I am undetectable, but like to play with guys. I nodded my head, indicating I was. “Prep?” I shook my head no. “Fuck man, your just going to take any load without asking? Nodded my head. “Im definitely going to come back later and give you another pounding.” The door opened and another guy, actually two enter. The guy fucking me groans as he dumps his load in me and pulls out. No words, nothing from him. I feel a hand on my ass and two fingers slide up my hole. “Damn, lubed up for me.” I feel his cock head at my hole as his dick slides in. The guy in front of me says, “Give me your phone.” I think about refusing or asking why, but I don’t. I point to the top of the bed and watch as he moves to pick it up. “Code?” I give it to him and he unlocks the phone. He tells me he is going to all the sites, Grindr, anywhere I posted ads and respond with the location. I hear various comments from him, rejecting some and saying “Damn” a few times. All of a sudden he tells me to lift my head. I do and my phone is right in my face. “Tell the man fucking you what you want.” I knew he was recording a video and it was too late to do anything. “Fuck me man, give me your cum.” A new voice, the guy fucking me, “Yeah? Beg for it pig.” I begged and pleaded for him to shoot in my ass and add to the loads. “Here it comes boy.” He pounded several more times before slamming deep and shooting a huge load in me. It took a minute before he was done shooting and pulled out. The next guy, a heavier set guy based on hi stomach hitting my ass, entered my hole. The guy with my phone told the guy, have him clean you off. In seconds, the cock that just fucked me was sliding in my mouth. As I opened my eyes to look at his crotch. There was a scorpion tattoo to the left of his cock and a bio-hazard symbol to the right. I heard some talk between the two guys, with the second guy laughing and saying, “Not anymore.” He pulled out and got dressed as the guy fucking me shot his load and pulled out. Within moments, it was just me and the first fucker. He tossed my phone on the bed next to my face. “You have more guys on the way.” “You got anything to keep those loads in you?” I pointed to the nightstand drawer, “Butt plug.” He grabbed the plug and slid it in me. He told me to have fun and that he’d be back. The door opened as he left. Less than an hour, four loads, at least one of which was poz, probably toxic. I watched the video of me getting fucked and begging for the load. The tats were clearly visible. After about five minutes, there was a knock and the door opened and closed. Round 2

As Mae West observed, you’re as young as the man you feel…

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

Toronto—March, 2020 (This picks up right after the last post. And is a fitting conclusion to my 5 or so hours of fucking and felching....) I find Kevin in a sling in the upstairs area. The small area is actually deserted save for a blow job happening by the other vacant sling. From the look of his hole, Kevin has been busy all night. It is gaping slightly and the ass lips are tremendously puffy. I kneel and massage them with my tongue. He groans and hits the poppers. I stick my tongue in him as far as it will go. I am rewarded with the familiar trickle of cum. I swirl it in my mouth and spit it back into him. Someone comes up the stairs and stops by him. “You gonna just eat his manpussy or are you gonna fuck it?” I ignore him and keep savoring the load deep in Kevin. “Get out of the way, man, I want to fuck him.” I stand up. My rock hard cock slaps down on Kevin’s jock pouch. The impatient guy starts to say something, sees my cock and stops himself. Then: “Yeah, let me watch you fuck him with that big dick.” I slide in. Kevin moans and the demanding guy exhales a long, low breath. He begins to beat his standard issue cock. “Fuck, man. You must love that big dick.” Kevin just grunts and concentrates on squeezing down on me. I begin to speed up. I slam it into Kevin. “Fuck, yeah. If you fucked me like that, I’d blow a load. I fuck Kevin harder…then slow down so he can take another hit. Once the cap is safely on, I speed up again. “Fuck, man…” I turn to him. “Do you want to fuck him now?” “Yeah. Let me in.” I step aside. The Talker pushes in. “Damn, he’s wet. You take a lot of loads?” Kevin just murmurs “Fuck me.” I watch. My hand reaches out and touches the bucking ass of the Talker. I find his hole. It’s wet with lube, maybe load. I move around behind him and drill into him. “Fuck! You’re huge. Shit, I’m gonna cum!” And he does. Filling Kevin’s hole. I can feel each explosion, as he clamps down on my dick. I pull out of him—and he takes off, thanking us. “That’s what I want you to finally do to me,” says Kevin. It’s true. I have always wanted to breed him. But just not quite yet. Instead I hunker down and enjoy the load left by the Talker, before fucking it deeper and deeper into Kevin’s exceptional hole… * It’s the last hour. More and more guys are unloading and going home. Every hole I fuck now seems to be sloppy with someone’s cum. Dolf Dietrich is just dripping cum. When I fuck him again, there is a veritable river of jizz flowing from his ass. I have to work at not adding mine to the mix, but I am holding out for a re-match with Kevin. Finally, I know it’s time. I go in search of Kevin. But he’s gone. He is not at any of the fuck stations. But I do find a cum drunk Alexandros. He is being fucked, bent over a block in the maze, by a big burly bear twice his age. Another man, shorter and much younger, waits his turn to unload in that hot ass. I watch the Bear grunt out a “Take it!” and he obviously shoots deep into Alexandros’ hot hole. The Bear slaps his ass, and takes off. The younger guy slides right in before Alexandros can turn to see who he is...as if that matters… “Breed me…” hisses Alexandros. In about a dozen strokes the guy does. Violently and loudly. The breeder gets slightly embarrassed at the loudness of his orgasm and takes off. I kneel and lick at the runny, puffy hole. “Daddy!” croons Alexandros. He reaches back and holds my head in place. His ass flowers open and a river of cum oozes into my mouth. “Ooooh,” he sighs. I have to swallow fast. I stop touching myself or I’ll shoot. When the stream finally stops, I stand up and slip into his slippery canal. “Fuck me…” I churn the cum. I wonder if I will finally shoot. And thinking the thought, my cock responds. It unloads in his ass. Adding to the loads. But it is that involuntary expulsion—my dick saying ‘fuck you’ to so much stimulation. A dumping of load without the feeling. It feels good, but… I hold onto the back of Alexandros. He turns his head awkwardly and we kiss. I slide down and clean up his hole with my tongue and we kiss again. He tells me his name on AssPig so we can find each other another trip. He takes off. “Promise me you’ll fist me next time.” I nod. He disappears in the direction of the coat check. And I realize my cock has not gone down. There are not many men left. I continue in the maze. I turn a corner. And there he is. Dolf is still getting fucked. His hole is overflowing. There are three men watching a big guy pound into him, churning all that seed. There is a true sloshing sound with the pistoning. As if it were a piss fuck, not just cum in there. But it is all white and beautiful. My cock strains at the sight of it. The guy finishes—grunting out his load. He slaps his sticky cock on both of Dolf’s butt cheeks after he pulls out. I look at the three others, waiting my turn. But they are voyeurs, not fuckers. Dolf is groaning. He starts to get up. I touch his shoulder and he goes right back into place. I kneel. I lovingly slurp up the dripping loads on his balls, the frothed cum from around his puffy hole, the sticky spots all over his ass. Dolf groans. “I’m going to give you mine now,” I growl. I dig the poppers out of my boot. I take a hit as I give him one more tonguing deep into his over-used hole. I feel the orgasm warning before I even stand up. I rise. I fuck about six strokes. This time there is every nerve screaming as I unload whatever is left in my balls… The orginal posts are here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/10/fukdto-grand-finale.html

This story is pure fiction and comes from the part of my mind that’s always depraved and horny! 😊 I was at Uni, fuck I had not realised that living in the ‘Halls of Residence’ would cost so much, and to be honest offer fuck all for it. I knew I was gay though I was ‘out’ it was still sort of ‘secret’, I had come out to family and friends just prior to setting off for Uni, but other than a few fumbled kisses, wanks and blowjobs (me giving) that was all the experience I’d had, though I will admit I’d been playing with my arsehole a lot using various vegetables whilst watching intergenerational porn on my laptop in my tiny pokey room no real mans cock had been up my arse. Then I read this article about an American girl who was selling her virginity to fund her college education, I thought it was funny and sort of ridiculous, but it must have stuck in my mind because about two weeks later it was a Friday night I was drunk and stoned on weed wanking to a daddy/son video and playing videos games when I remembered the article and grinning to myself stuck an ad on craigslist which read:- “cute ginger boy, smooth/toned, 18, 5’6 slim/toned, tiny waist, nice round bum, smooth (all over) VIRGIN arse, looking for generous Dads to help pay for Uni” I even put up a half profile picture of my face, which though was dark did give an indication of how cute (modest yeah) I was. Then I finished wanking to the porn, finished my joint and the bottle of wine before promptly falling asleep in my room. I woke up the next morning to the sound of my friend Julie hammering on the door, insisting I go swimming with her, I tried to beg off but a very large cup of coffee and a joint later I agreed to go with her, at the pool, a lido (and outside pool in the UK) I got changed into my green bikini brief (I thought the contract looked great with my bright red hair) and dived into the cold water immediately feeling reinvigorated. The sun was bright and warm, Julie and I swam and sunbathed on our towels at the side of the pool, it was lovely, because we were away from the other bathers, we soon indulged ourselves with a few joints and some ice-cold beers (that Julie had brought) I was laying on my front on the towel reading Shakespeare to Julie (we were in the same English literature course) I was enjoying the sun on my back and feeling the heat through my tiny swim briefs on my arse when Julie sniggered “there’s some old bloke checking you out”, I started to glance around as she exclaimed “don’t look you prick!!”, it made me laugh and ask “where and who?” Julie tilted her sunglasses “five o’clock, big hairy brute in blue trunks”, I did my best yawning sleep move and turned myself so I could see, and I saw a man mountain of muscle, a bit of a gut, lovely grey/white hair on the sides of his massive forehead/bald head and a blue swim trunk that was bulging to say the least, he looked like something out of mythology! I must admit my heart fluttered at the site of the neanderthal man, he was so manly, so earthy, beastly, animalistic, and so sexy I had to lay on my front to hide my cock because it was rock hard. I buried my head in my towel pillow as Julie got up and jumped into the pool with hetro minded fellow students. Then I felt a shadow over me, the sun literally went in, I looked up and the ‘beast’ was standing over me, he grinned and then sat on his haunches, the bulge in his trunks obscene, he felt my cheek “I saw your ad boy and I accept, meet me here at 8pm tonight”.

Love the twists and how fucking hot this is.

Fucking love every chapter of this story!!!

Well my first was 9” thick and my second ltr was with a 10” black man so big dicks don’t scare me. Lol. I have had many surprises over the years but one that comes to mind is a guy that was cruising the park. He had a big black f250 so I knew he was butch. Lol. He got out of his truck and walked into the woods. He was about 5,8” slim build. I went in after and found him jacking his dick behind a tree. The instinct of a bottom is to go to the man and get on your knees and take him in your mouth. He had a nice big dick. Definitely over 9”. I sucked him like it was the last dick I would ever have in me. Then I heard his surprisingly deep voice say…..I know you want to get fucked. He must have been a mind reader because I did…I did want to get fucked. He stood me up and turned me around and with little ease he slide his cock I’m me. I was trying to produce as much spit as I could to put on my hand and reach around to help the situation. He fucked me until I was about to pull him out and start to suck again because my pussy was drying out. I didn’t need to because he gave me the all too familiar queues that he was about to breed me. I reached back and spread my pussy open for him and he shot his load deep in me. He pulled out and walked away. By the time I cleaned myself up and pulled up my pants and left the woods he had already drove off. I have seen him since a few times but he does not want to breed me. He may be one of those guys that after he breeds a bottom he never wants him again.

1. Infinite cash flow so I can be a cumdump all over the world. Travel to every city and stay in the sleaziest part of town. Taking random loads from the local men. This would also mean no responsibilities, just loads. 😎 2. Infinite stamina so I can take cock without wearing myself out. My hole could just take any abuse without pain or soreness. Men never have to worry about what I can handle. I accept any and all extremes. 😈 3. Infinite attraction/ charm so I can get any and every Man to use me. It’s like every time I pass by a Man they have an uncontrollable desire to fuck me. No matter how straight/ committed they are. They can also instantly sense I’m a cumdump who accepts any load from any Man so they have no hesitation. 🥰

Certainly NOT to downplay any sexual assault on someone unable to legally consent, but I read most of the "I was opened up by my uncle and my dad and my grandfather and my four older brothers" stories with enough salt to offset a decade's worth of hypertension meds.

I am locked already and will be until my Daddy says otherwise. I was locked from January I til mid June so far this year

Great story. Can not wait for the next installment.

The part of poppers that has the desired effect is the fumes produced by the liquid in the bottle, not the liquid itself. The fumes should not be causing burns on your nostrils. Rather, I suspect you are placing the bottle in direct contact with the skin of your nostrils when you sniff, and that allows the liquid to come into contact with your skin. Always avoid contact between the popper liquid and bare skin, as chemical burns can result, and under no circumstances swallow any - that can be deadly. Instead of placing the bottle directly against your nose, hold it a small distance below your nostrils and breathe in. The fumes rise from the opening, you don’t have to vacuum them out. You can also avoid splashes by placing a cotton ball in a spare empty popper bottle and pouring a small amount of the liquid over the cotton and using that bottle - the fumes still rise, but the liquid is held in place. Also, I recently discovered that you can purchase special flip-top caps for popper bottles that expose a small hole in the lid when the flap is opened, also limiting exposure.

This “straight” guy messaged me on Grindr. No stats, 30, black. No pics. Wanted anon. Wanted me to cum to his hotel, but wanted to fuck me in the lobby bathroom. I go in, get naked, lights out. He’ll cum in and lock the door. However, lights won’t cooperate, so he asks me to meat him behind a dumpster outside. I go outside behind the trash area that is walled off around the dumpster, and heavily wooded. A lot of privacy. Midnight. I drop my pants, start huffing poppers, and then I see a small light from a cigarette turn the corner. He walks up and immediately puts his cock into my waiting mouth. I’m moaning, as he talks dirty to me, about being a slut and a bitch. I moan in agreement, as I slobber all over is cock, and use that to lube my hole. He says he wants to fuck my pussy, so I turn around and present it, with my hands on the wall. He spits on my hole, and rams his thick cock up inside me. It burns since there is no lube, but I’m swimming in lust. He starts grunting saying he’s going to give me his load, and I beg him for that seed. He shoots inside me, as I shoot my load on the ground. Pulls out, zips up and leaves. Messages me later to thank me for the fuck, but that he had to get back to his kids. Im just glad he left his babies in me!

PART 2 “I always wanted to know the size of your dick, I figured at least eight inches,” I said as I ran my hand over my uncle's pants. “Try ten,” he replied. I widened my eyes and unzipped his jeans. His cock sprang out, hard as iron. That cock was drooling and very wet with pre cum. “Suck that cock,” my uncle ordered. I knelt on the floor in front of him and licked his glans. Uncle Drew tasted good in my mouth. As I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, he took off the white t-shirt he wore. So I could see his hairy belly and his tattoos. He had a scorpion on the left side and a biohazard symbol on the right side. “I always liked your tattoos, uncle,” I said. “Talk less and suck more,” he said. His cock was really big and I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth. Uncle Drew had his eyes closed and his muscular arms were behind his head. “I think you are becoming my favorite nephew,” he said. I continued sucking until my mouth ached, but he didn't cum. Every now and then Uncle Drew would slap me hard across the face, but I kind of liked it. He wanted to make me understand that he was the real man there, while I was just a little bitch ready to serve. “I want to fuck you in your bed,” he said. My uncle got up and went to my room. I ran after him, desperate to please this man who had been a part of my dreams since I was a child. “Take off your clothes and get in bed on all fours,” he ordered. I was nervous, but I took off my shirt and the shorts I was wearing. I had a jockstrap underneath because I had been exercising earlier. When he saw that, he told me not to take the jock off, because he liked it. I climbed into bed wearing only socks and the white jockstrap. I thought he was going to start fucking me, but then I felt something hot and wet on my ass. Uncle Drew was sticking his tongue inside me and it felt really good. I started moaning as he tongue-fucked me, that was the best thing I had ever felt. “You're tight,” he said. I only managed to moan in response. “I'll leave a gap in you when I'm done,” he decreed. Uncle Drew then put a finger inside me and it felt really good. Then I felt a second finger enter me and it started to hurt a little because he scratched me with his nails, but I took it in silence. The man positioned himself behind me and started rubbing the head of his cock in my hole. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked. "Yes, uncle, fuck me, please." "There's no going back." "I know, I want you to fuck me hard." “You're really going to regret what you're doing,” Uncle Drew warned me. Then he started to force the head of his cock into my hole. That was really big, but then it came in with a pop noise. And that was when I fainted from the pain I felt.

I think that was just his way of letting you down Easy

Some of mine used condoms / frozen sperm collections..

I’ve been locked since about July last year. So of course I’m doing locktober.

for tops its a great way for them to use a slutty faggot like me purely for getting themselves off, without needing to fake interest in me as a person. all I am to them is a cocksucking faggot and a trashy bareback whore that takes loads from strangers and doesn’t expect anything in return except the load. plus then the faggot will never know who you are or your name, or even what you look like, which is great cause most men don’t want their friends and family to know they use trashy cumdumps or even want a queenie, community fuckhole like me to recognize them on the street. even more so for straight guys who just use fags because we are so easy. for a dirty little faggotwhore like me, glory holes are all about just being some trashy faggot that takes strangers loads through a hole in the wall, no questions asked, getting more loads and just being used like a cheap, dirty whore by strangers, doing stuff that even most hookers think is disgusting. when I take some completely anonymous mans load through a glory hole I really feel like a depraved, cockhungry, cumthirsty faggot with no standards, no pride, no shame, and no sexual self respect. I know the men on the other side of the wall think I’m disgusting and have no respect for me whatsoever and the men watching think I’m pure trash. it’s also where most cumdumps learn that we actually don’t care what the guys we suck off look like or how old the guys who fuck us are, or anything else. just fuck my mouth, fuck my ass, breed me and piss down my throat and leave me for the next man to use.

The rest of the week was rather chill, only 1 load in my ass, 2 blow jobs and a few loads of piss. I guess they were saving up for the weekend. I was going crazy in my chastity cage, almost cumming a few times just from stimulation from my ass in the file room. I went to Katie's apartment, knowing she was gone up to San Jose for the weekend. I wondered what was in store for me Friday night, they never clarified whether what day it was. Stephen and Cory were on the couch, as usual, but this time completely nude. "Your outfit is in our room." Cory said. "Is it tonight or tomorrow?" I asked. "Oh that's right you wouldn't have seen the post. It's tonight, let's go clean you out." Stephen said as if I was a chore. "Post?" I said as they pushed led me into the bedroom. "Mmhmm" Stephen said. Their room was all set up, a fuck bench much like the one at my last gangbang was in the middle. Their bed looked like it had waterproof sheets. There was a mini fridge under the desk, and 4-5 cans of Maximum Impact on top of the desk. There was more weed than I've seen in one place since college and some other prescription bottles laid out in order. Then of course, a few different types of lube, the last one being "J-Lube". We went into the bathroom where there was a whole set up of enema equipment and 2 different kinds of funneled masked, I assumed for becoming their urinal for the night. A rim seat was folded behind the door. The boys set me up and helped me clean out. I would go soft as we worked on cleaning me out and got hard in the chastity cage again as I thought of the night to come. They put a mask on me, and instead of a blindfold there was an eye mask. "Do I really need this if I'm not going to be blind folded?" "You're an amateur porn sensation, do you really want people to see your face?" I practically choked, "Wh-What? Excuse me?" "Ever since Johnny's gangbang you've been videotaped, the file room, our room. You're popular, and we're going to film this gangbang and your pozzing." I couldn't help but smirk. My cock twitched at the thought of it as well. I put on the mask and we just hung out. My cock was still in locked up, I wondered if I'd be let go before or after the event. "Go grab us all waters, you're going to need hydration because you'll be busy most of the night." I walked over to the fridge and when I opened it this fridge had a shelf of poppers, I grabbed one bottle, shook it and took a hit. I was pulled up from the harness around my shoulders and back almost spilling the poppers. "You little slut, grab the WATER, not the poppers. But now we know you're ready to start though!" Stephen said, transferring his grip from the harness to my hair, walking me out to the couch, placing me on my knees on the couch, spanking me a few times and took a tube, shoved it in my ass and squirt lube deep into me, it was cold and I felt it start to wet my entrance. Cory popped a pill into my mouth and gave me water. "What is this?" I asked. There was no answer. Stephens fingers started working my hole, 2, then 3. His cock was next, he railed into me. My hands were on the back of the couch as his hands held my hips at the jack strap waistband. He moved his hands to mine and pulled my arms out from under me, bringing me down onto the back of the couch, making eye contact with Cory's cock. I opened my mouth and let him take my throat. The front door opened but I was too busy being spit roasted to look. I heard multiple footsteps and a bunch of bags and clothes being shed. Stephen thrust into me one last time and exited. "Someone fill his bitch ass, let's set up." I couldn't turn around to see but lights were set up, and then of course, a camera was turned on, I heard the shutter. I was too busy taking Cory in my mouth and I don't even know who was in my ass, but it felt familiar. My jock strap was moved aside and my cock and balls were aggressively grabbed, then unlocked. My cock sprang free in a semi hard low hang, and it now swung with each thrust from the guy behind me. He also didn't cum before exiting my ass leaving me frustrated and hornier than ever before. I started to feel more relaxed, But with the relaxation came the urge to do what ever was asked of me. I was picked up by the harness and turned around, there were already 10 naked guys in the living room. A rag was placed over my nose, the familiar smell of poppers and Maximum Impact filled my lungs. My legs barely worked as I was led into the bedroom, walking past multiple cameras and lighting set up surrounding the bench and the bed. The night started to blur together. Men grunting as they released their load inside of me, asking me to beg for their load, asking me to beg for their cocks, piss and abuse. More than a few times a large cock would surprise me and hit somewhere too deep, causing me to come out of my drugged and cum drunk state. I'd feel cocks slapping at my face, slapping my body and of course one relentlessly destroying my ass. I remember riding someone, taking cum shots to the face, drinking someone's piss from the tap as they cheered. My cock and balls being grabbed, stroked, slapped and punched in all sorts of positions. I lost track of how many cocks were in my mouth, hands and ass, I also lost track of the amount of times poppers would be placed in front of my greedy nostrils. I passed out, and woke up to someone fucking me as I laid prone over a small stack of pillows. My body felt sticky with cum, dried piss and sweat layers on me. The man came inside me and left. No one took his place, I slowly got up onto my elbows and looked around, lights were still on, there was a camera trained on me in the bed. I sat up in the bed, and walked out of the room, Stephen and Cory were sitting at the table, empty food boxes and bags all over the table, as they sipped coffee. "Well well, you look.. like shit." Stephen said. "Hot shit!" a guy said, going through the fridge. I had no idea who he was. "Back to the bedroom, Thomas is on his way over." "Fuck, now?" I said in a daze. "Your ass is raw right now, you were fucked by over 20 guys last night, The door has been open and your ass has been up. This is the best time for Thomas to poz you" "You were crazy for cock last night" Cory said. "You took a group of guys to Katie's room and locked the door!" "No way, when was that?!" I said heading to her room, I opened the door and two guys laid in her bed passed out, absolutely massive cocks flopped over their legs. "It was like a cum drunken rage, never seen a bottom like you." the random guy said. I was led by the harness into the bedroom. As we entered, Thomas entered the apartment. He opened the door to the bedroom. "All out except this bitch as neg bottom." Cory checked the camera, and repositioned it in another spot. I sat on the bed facing Thomas. "Didn't I already Poz you?" "It didn't take I guess" I replied, I felt like a naughty child looking up at his angry father. Thomas spit on my face and grabbed my legs, flipping me around, placing me on all 4's. My hole was a mess of cum, he took his fingers and wiped my crack before shoving his 2 fingers into my ass, it didn't feel great, but they went in with ease. I reached for poppers and before I could get them to my nostrils Thomas snatched them from me and threw them across the room. "Not today pig, your ass will feel every thrust." Thomas said. He shoved his fingers into my mouth and pulled my face towards him, he spit on my face again and then lined his cock up to my ass. I wiggled it. "You're happy for someone who's life is about to change forever." "Yes Sir." I said. His cock entered and immediately I could tell it was different. I felt him almost every inch as his cock bottomed out into my ass. Then the fucking I dreamed of started. He thrust all the way out and shoved it back into my ass repeatedly, my ass staying open as he drove out and into me. He took me from behind the entire time, but he still changed my position. He pulled me up, driving his cock into the front of my abdomen, pummeling my prostate and bladder. I sprayed piss as I lost control of my bladder. His arm went around my neck and he squeezed me between his forearm and bicep, continuing the assault on my prostate. "Poz me" I managed to squeak out. "Fuck you" He said jerking my head back further. "Make me yours, poz my ass, poz a straight guy." "You fucking love my cock, straight my ass!" he said. "Yes I do, your cock is my favorite" "Good because it's fucking you until you're sick with the fuck flu" He delivered his last thrusts, and lessened his grip on my neck, pushed my check down onto the bed and unleashed his load into me. His cock didn't soften, but I could tell he was spent. His cock popped out of me and he walked out to the guys, I could hear them talking. My ass stung, but it felt amazing. I eventually got up to go see what else was in store for me.

i did this with a friend some years ago. I saved my cum in the freezer and he would come over to play with me. I defrosted my cum in advance so my bedroom smelled of cum..... I drenched my dickhead in my cum and he would lick me off. With my cum in his mouth we kissed and swallowed. Then he bended over and let me fuck him with my cum as lube. While fucking i feeded hem the rest of my cum in his mouth.... Really fucking hot......

It’s the key to unlocking a married guys hole and making him a raw cum slut…they never say no 😈

bareback ass to mouth is so fucking hot and sleazy

I’m a pain Slut and like a cane used on my ass.

mmmmmmm oink!! So hot!

I thought I might be the only one on this site that wanted to be castrated. Balls and sack gone, nice and smooth. I have found this to be very hard to accomplish in USA as a voluntary thing. Of course if you have money you can find a doctor to do it. For nullification you will likely have to go somewhere like Mexico and again gonna cost you. There are cutters out there but you are risking your life going to them. I had one lined up, got to know him over years, was very confident he could do me. Then he screws up some guy who ends up in ER and my friend ends up in jail and most likely prison. I guess my advice is "be careful what you wish for".

The Dragon Barely Speaks I slept soundly but I woke up before the alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and didn't see any messages so I watched the video I took the night before. It was hot reliving the fuck and soon my dick was hard as a rock. The video was a little shaky at times but I figured a few quick edits would make it look good. I got up, hitting the shower and then grabbing coffee and a bagel before starting in on work. At lunch I transferred the video to my laptop and did a few edits to trim it down from seventeen and a half minutes to just under ten. I didn't think we fucked that long, but the camera doesn't lie about those things. After putting it up on xtube, I ate lunch and went back to work. Later that evening, I saw college boy online and sent him the link to the video. He replied about a half hour later with "hot but cant get f'in marker off my back." I laughed to myself but knew that it would take a few days for it to go away even if he scrubbed every shower. The bug that was inside him would hopefully mark him forever The next day I logged in to xtube to see if there were any comments about my video and was greeted with 23 comments and 17 personal messages. Most of the comments were about the "lucky bottom", a few were like "Wish that was me" and a few "Hope it takes." The private messages were mostly from bottoms wanting some poz loads and I knew we would never meet since they were scattered around the globe. One was from a top that wanted to add his own strain into college boys's ass. "No fuckin' way. He's mine" I thought to myself which kind of surprised me. He might be the first guy I kept fucking until I knew he was toxic. I was looking forward to the day I could feel his fevered body, see the rash on him or even see the positive test result. Closing the laptop, I went to my desk and started working. My mind kept wandering though as I replayed the stairwell fuck in my mind again and again. A while later, I was on the phone with one of my co-workers and my phone ding'd. I looked and it was a message from dragonboy - "you need sex?" It rattled me a bit but I recovered and finished my call. The message wasn't like his usual wordy ones and at first I thought his account might have gotten hacked. "Maybe later, working now" I replied and before I had walked back to my desk he had answered. "Need soon" was his cryptic response. "Soon? is that within the hour? Sometime today? This week?" I wondered. "When?" I sent back thinking I might be able to take a little break from work and plant a quick load. A minute later he replied saying "until 6." I assumed he was trying to do it just like last time but make sure we were done before his cousin got home from working at the hospital. Or maybe he wanted my load to be the first this time and some other guy was showing up later. The clock on the computer said 2:12PM. My cock twitched and I thought about it a second and looked at my calendar. "Phone call at 3:30" and "video conference at 4" were all the tasks left for the day. It was tight, but I could probably get a pump-n-dump in before my 3:30 call or maybe I should be a responsible adult and wait until after the conference call. My cock throbbed again and I sent back "15 minutes?" and the terse replies continued with "yes." Finishing up a few work emails, I got up, put on my mask and headed down to dragonboy's condo. Part way there, I realized I was about to break my "no more than 3 times" rule for the first time in my life. I had stuck to it for well over 12 years and now, just because of a pandemic, I'd break my vow. I had already contemplated it for college boy, but that was different because there was a finite goal to our fucks - to poz him. This was different, it was just a fuck. I stood there a moment in front of his door wondering if I should do him or just head back home. My cock twitched again and made the decision for me so I tapped lightly on the door. The door opened slowly a few seconds later and I couldn't see anyone inside. I started in and once past the doorway, I could see dragonboy"s cousin standing behind the door. He was standing there in just some sweat pants almost frozen and he was nervously shaking. We stood like this for several seconds, staring at each other. His phone was in one hand and he finally pushed the door closed with the other. He spoke something into the phone and then showed me the translation. "I hope you are not mad that it is not my cousin" it said. I took the phone and swapped the translation direction and told him "I am not mad. I am surprised. How did you contact me?" He read my message and pointed to the tablet that was on the table by the sofa and I nodded back to him. "I liked last Friday and you are so beautiful" he replied via the translation app. I might be cocky and know that I'm good looking but it's always is good to hear someone say it to you. He was pretty sexy too and I already knew he had a very fuckable ass. I didn't want to keep chatting since I had to get back to work soon. I took his phone and typed out "thank you. I only have a short time. Sex now?" I knew it was awkward wording, but I had no idea how good the translation would be and thought that simple sentences would probably work better. He blushed and looked down a moment before he started walking to the bedroom. When he got to the bed, he pushed his sweat pants off and kicked them aside. He picked up a condom from the table and handed it back to me. I shook my head "no" and said "Bare only." He looked confused and I took his phone and translated it for him. Now he looked concerned, but set the condom down and handed me a little bottle of lube. Dragonboy's cousin bent over, placing his hands on the bed and spread his legs. I thought back to the comments dragonboy made when we fucked the last time and I started doubting that he knew of all of his cousin's sexual exploits. "I sold his virginity last summer and he's only had a couple cocks since" were his words then. Seeing his cousin's actions now, he was either a quick learner or a well fucked bottom. Not fucked enough to be loose, but experienced enough to know how to please a top. Dripping some lube above his hole, I worked it in with first one and then two fingers. The more I twisted and probed my digits into his hairless pussy the more I knew he needed to get fucked. He even winked his hole around my fingers a few times. I added a little more lube and jabbed my fingers in all the way. The sound from him was definitely more moan than groan and I decided he was ready. I slicked up my cock with a few strokes of my lubed palm and then spread his ass cheeks as wide as I could. His opening looked so sexy and it was going to look even hotter in a few moments as my thick, dark, poz shaft was sliding in. My finger rubbed around the ring one more time as I lined up my cock and pushed in. My prep work had done it's job and I easily slid in a few inches. Rocking my hips, I plowed in deeper. This wasn't going to be as quick as last time, I was going to enjoy fucking him longer this time. I pulled back and added some more lube before drilling him harder. His warm slick hole felt good wrapped around my bare dick. It was getting slicker by the second, too, as my cock started leaking pre. He started rocking his own hips back and forth, fucking himself on my cock while I fucked him. My hands moved up from his hips along the sides of his smooth body and I pulled him upright until his back was against my chest. My arms wrapped around his body and I held him tight while my cock pistoned into his hole. After a few minutes, I loosened my grip and my fingers began playing with his hard little nips. I pinched them and was rewarded with his ass squeezing my cock. I did this a few times and then held him tight again. His small size made him easy to toss around and pick up. Before long I was holding him in mid-air while I pummeled his with my very hard rod. A couple minutes later, I leaned forward and set him down in the center of the bed. Pushing his shoulders down, he was now in that classic head down, ass up position most of us tops love. I crouched behind him and began drilling his hole once again. I heard him moan out "yes yes" and I smiled knowing he was enjoying it as much as I was. I drove in hard and ground my hips on his ass and then pounded him again. I did that twice more and then on the third time he clamped his ass down on my cock. It took me by surprise and immediately my cock started to pulse. The fucker had made me dump my load. Shots of viral cum filled his gut with each throb of my cock. I growled out and was pissed that I had shot earlier than planned. I rolled him over, my cock staying in his wet hole and we stood there staring at each other for a few seconds. I began rolling my hips again. His hole felt velvety with all of my first load inside and I quickly built up the pace to pound him again. Once I got my rhythm back, I pushed his legs back and drilled harder. The sloppy sounds coming from my dick driving into his cum filled hole really spurred me on. The cousin started shaking his head from side to side saying "No" over and over. There was no way I was going to stop. I was close to firing off another round of toxic seed and I wasn't going to waste it. It was only ten minutes after my earlier orgasm, but I was ready to plant more cum inside him. A few more ragged thrusts and I stuffed my cock in deep and felt a half dozen ropes of cum shoot out. His small but rigid cock was pumping his pearly white load all over his chest and mask. One stream even went over his head on to the bed. Our bodies were covered in sweat and his smooth light brown body now had puddles of cum on his chest and stomach. I withdrew my softening cock and reached over to pick up his phone. Flipping over to the camera app, I took a few pictures of him covered in spunk and his battered, cum filled hole. Tossing the phone back on the bed, I crawled off on to the floor and picked up my clothes. Putting them back on, I looked back at him and said "Thanks" before heading toward the front door. He ran past me and fell against the door, blocking my way. He said something into the translation app on the phone and then showed it to me. "I beg you do not tell my cousin" it said. I nodded "yes" to him and winked as he stepped aside and I walked out the door. I hurried down the stairs and walked into my place with only a couple minutes before my 3:30 phone call. I rushed through the call to give me enough time to clean up before the video conference. There wasn't time for a shower, so I just washed my face, pulled on a company polo shirt and some khakis and connected to the video conference. Someone even made a comment that I must be surviving the quarantine ok since I looked happy. If only they knew why.

Older, Not Wiser The show on the TV ended and the next episode looked pretty lame, so I turned off the TV and picked up the laptop to do a little surfing. I hit most of my usual hookup sites and had a couple emails at a few of them. There was one from the older guy and I opened it first. "sorry for not replying sooner, been busy. Yes, I'm sure. You up for meeting?" the message read. I wasn't sure I wanted to deal with an older vanilla guy, but I figured it was worth getting a little more info. "maybe. u on prep?" I sent back. The little green dot next to his profile told me he was online and I wondered if I would get a reply back. It was only a couple minutes and I heard the "ding." "What's that?" he had replied. I chuckled to myself wondering just how experienced this guy was. "a drug" I replied, being intentionally vague. Less than a minute later I had his reply. "I don't do any drugs other than pot on rare occasions. Do you?" he asked. I shook my head and laughed. I responded "pot 4 me 2." I knew this guy was in way over his head and yet my cock got hard thinking about dumping a toxic load or two inside him and letting fate decide what happens. Once he was poz he could become the sex pig he's always wanted to be. I hadn't gotten another message, so I sent one "when u want to meet?" A few other sites didn't generate any interest and I was about to give up when I got a message back from the older guy (phnx469). "Sorry, wife interrupted. meet @ 6pm?" he said. This was getting more interesting. Was this guy yet another married bi guy craving poz dick? I sent back "ok. where?" and he answered right away "20th floor by elevators." Chuckling to myself I wondered if he was college boy's dad. Yeah, there were over a dozen other condo's on the floor, but it was really hot to think I might have a chance at knocking up a real father and son. Coming back to reality, I replied back "u going 2b alone?" "Yes. Wife n kid will be shopping" he replied. I licked my lips and typed out "ok." With a few hours to kill I watched some porn and then showered. While he wanted to meet at the elevators, I took the stairs instead. I felt a little more winded than normal for climbing nine flights, but put it down to my more sedentary life locked up at home and with fucking my only real exercise. "Gonna have to come up with a workout schedule I can do at home" I thought as I opened the door. Looking down the hallway, I spotted someone near the elevators and walked calmly towards them. As I approached he seem startled that I didn't come via the elevator. I wasn't really sure that it was him since the pictures were of a smooth guy and I could see chest hair popping out of his tank top. His legs showed a decent amount of hair on them below his jogging shorts and he had several days growth on his face. "Phoenix?" I said quietly and he nodded. One thing I don't like is guys sending out pictures that are either old or different on how they look. A new piercing or tattoo is fine, but 30 pounds heavier or like in this case, much hairier, is deceptive advertising. He said "Follow me" and started walking down the hall. He wasn't walking towards college boy's condo, so another fantasy was gone and I tried to figure out what I was going to do. One option was to turn and go back the way I came but that seemed like a cowardly way to end this. I followed him down the hall and was surprised when he opened the door to the other stairwell. As soon as we got inside, I put my hand on his shoulder and said "Stop." Phnx469 seemed to be surprised. In a hushed tone I said "What's the deal? Your pictures don't really look like what I see right now and you aren't even naked yet." He stared back at me a moment, looking confused. I flicked my finger over the tufts of hair poking over the neckline of his tank top. "Oh that. Yeah, my wife wanted me to shave my body hair and that's when the pictures were taken that I used on the site" Phnx469 said. Pushing him against the wall, moving about six inches nose to nose and no where near a good social distance, I looked him in the eyes telling him "Dude, that's not cool. I don't mind hairy guys but you clearly are showing a smooth guy on your profile. What else is totally wrong?" He was nervously shaking and I saw him try to speak, but nothing was coming out. On the third try he mumbled "Nnnnnothing. That's the only thing that changed. I... I... I hated shaving it all the time." I realized that I may have given him that "try kinkier stuff" goal accidentally by getting a little dominant with him. That wasn't my intent, but it helped get my point across and I told him firmly "OK, that's your one and only fuck-up. If anything else doesn't check out, I'm gonna be outta there and you're never getting another chance. Understand?" He nodded and I backed up, letting him get by and head down the stairs. We only went down one floor and ended up going into apartment 19J. I looked around and chuckled to myself, thinking I was suddenly in some grandmother's apartment. Lace was everywhere - on tables, on the curtains and on the 'art' on the wall. All of the furniture looked like it had been stolen out of Queen Victoria's castle. I hoped it was his wife's style choice but at least one of these pieces was probably going to have a cum stain or two on it soon. I gently guided him towards the sofa and told him to strip. "Bed?" he asked and I said "Nah, this looks like a better place. I can watch the door in case anyone comes home." "Let me get a towel" he then said. I chuckled and told him "Just don't make a mess and you'll be ok" before I put my hand on the back of the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. I raised my foot and pushed them the rest of the way to the floor as I said "Suck me quick before I see how that cheating ass of yours is." It wasn't a bad blowjob but nothing that was going to make me shoot right away. He knew how to do it, unlike a lot of straight or bi guys, he was just nervous sucking cock in his living room in full sight of the door. I rested my hand on the back of his head, which got him to take more of my stiffening cock into his mouth. He was struggling with the thickness but was doing a good job of keeping his teeth off my shaft. Wrapping both hands around the back of his head, I eased my cock deeper until it hit the back of his throat. He began gagging right away but I held it there a few moments before letting up and allowing him to breathe. "Oh fuck! I don't know if I can take that" he gasped out. "Oh, you will. If not down your throat then up your neg ass" I replied, pushing back in. It went deeper this time and I gave a little shove just before I pulled my cock out. He stood there staring at my spit covered cock and then looked up at my eyes. I knew he was having second thoughts but at this point I was committed. Unless he was a really bad fuck, he was going to get fucked and loaded up with my special DNA. Rubbing my cock over his lips as he looked up at me, I wanted to feel his tight pussy stretching around my cock. Letting go of his head, I grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet, turning him around and giving a gentle push to the corner of the sofa. He kneeled on the floral fabric cushion, bracing one hand on the arm and one on the back of the sofa. I knelt down and pried his hairy ass cheeks apart, pressing my face in between and rimming his hole. He was clean but there was the faint taste of lube so I didn't dig my tongue in any deeper. I forced some spit in though and based on the quivering of his sphincter he was relaxing a bit. "Perfect" I thought to myself and stood up, dragging my cock along the spread crevice until it found it's next target. Pulling the rest of my foreskin back, I pushed the dripping tip inward until I felt it give. Phnx469 started to groan loudly so I leaned forward and put my hand over his mouth. "Fuck, you're tight. Relax or this is really gonna hurt" I whispered in his ear. Adding more pressure, the further in I went the louder he yelled. My hand muffled some of it but I was glad we were not in the bedroom near the neighbor's apartment. I gave the side of his head a whack with my other hand and said "Relax, damnit!" His grip on my shaft loosened a little and I got another few inches in. "Is this the first bare poz cock you've taken?" I asked. "Mmhmm" he groaned out. "Good, then let's make this a memorable fuck" I replied, rocking my hips back and forth. I plowed a minute or two and then pulled almost out and dripped some more spit on my cock. He probably had everything setup in the bedroom, lube and maybe even condoms on the night stand, towel on the bed and maybe even a hidden camera to record the deed. But I was going to do this my way. Thrusting my hips, I went back to slowly plowing his tight hole and opening him up. He stayed still and while tense, he wasn't fighting my dick. I don't know if he got tired or relaxed more but after a couple more minutes his hole loosened its grip slightly so I could drive in easier and faster. The groans and grunts from him also had a less strained tone to them so I uncovered his mouth and moved both hands to his shoulders. It gave me a good stance to fuck him harder. I still hadn't given him all of my cock, it kept bumping into his inner ring and making him grunt but I hadn't broken through yet. Moving back a few inches, I changed my angle of attack and started digging the head of my cock in different directions. I knew the second I hit his prostate from his loud moan and the quivering of his sphincter around my cock. Surely he was leaving a nice wet patch of precum all over his wife's flowered couch. His cock wasn't the only one that was flowing precum. His hole was getting juicy and giving off those sloppy pussy sounds I love to hear. Part of me wanted to keep fucking him until his family came home and found him getting fucked by a stranger but I didn't want to deal with the drama. I drilled him harder for a few more minutes and then slowed down. I looked over his shoulder and on the table next to the couch was a picture of him, a woman and a teenage boy. "That your family?" I asked, grinding my hips on his ass. "Yeah" he said with a worried tone. I just chuckled and began thrusting again, turned on by him looking at his wife and kid while some stranger barebacked his cheating cunt. My balls started to tingle and I knew it was time to fill him up with my tainted seed. Shoving in hard, I broke past the inner ring and phnx469 let out a loud yelp. I dragged my cock slowly back and rammed in again garnering a painful "Oh fuck!" One more shove and I couldn't hold it in any more. The first few spurts fired off as I was shoving in and the next few were planted deep inside him. He moaned out another "Oh fuck!" while I growled breathlessly "Take that fuckin' poz load!" Each throb of my cock pumped more virus filled semen into his ass and it felt damn good. Rolling my hips a few times as the last few shots of cum pumped out made sure that his guts were painted with a thick coating of my cum. We stayed connected for a couple minutes until we were both breathing normally and my cock had started to soften. Slowly, I pulled out and saw a glob of dark pink cream run out of his stretched out hole, off his balls and on to the cushion of the couch below. As I backed away, he slowly stood up, his cock still hard and dripping the last remnants of his neg load. The back corner of the sofa cushion was wet and creamy as well as the seat cushion where he dripped while I fucked him. The scent of cum permeated the air and I knew he was going to have a hell of a cleanup job before his family got home. I picked up my shorts and put them on, grabbing his shorts and mopping the sweat off my face. Tossing his shorts at him, I started walking to his front door. "Thanks, man. You got a good ass and I'm sure that won't be the last poz dick you take" I said over my shoulder. Opening the door, I began walking down the hallway to the stairs at the other end. Just after I passed the elevators, the car arrived and out walked a woman and her son. They both headed in the other direction and I almost burst out laughing. Phnx469 wasn't going to have time to clean up the mess on the couch and he might not even have any clothes on. He really was going to have an interesting evening.

"I'm Jeremy," he said and reached out his hand. I took it and brought it to my mouth, sucking on his fingers. He laughed and said I'd get more but first he wanted to smoke some weed. He reached in to his backpack and found his pipe, lit up and took a drag, passing it to me after. We laid there on his towel, smoking and talking, him telling me he came here at least once a week to lay out naked and always had fun. By fun I thought he meant sex. His cum was still leaking from my used hole so there was plenty evidence of that. He was on his side, facing the bottom of the hill when he said,"Looks like we have company." From the base of the hill were two young guys, no older than 20, laughing and playing around. "I know these guys," said Jeremy. "They're cool. I think you're going to have some more fun." "Why, are you going to whore me out?" I asked. He just looked and me and smiled. I melted and knew I would do whatever he asked of me. The two guys kept coming and Jeremy waved them up to us. "Jeremy!" they cried out in unison. "Hey boys. I have a guy here for you to play with." They came to the top of the hill: two beautiful smiles, two cute twink faces, and two twink bods. Jeremy introduced me to them but I was paying no attention to their names because they were both stripping. Off came the shirts revealing tight thin torsos. Then off came the pants showing first two little bubble butts and then two perfect cut penises, each around three inches soft. I knew they were going to be much bigger when hard. Jeremy offer up the pipe and they each took a drag. "We were hoping you'd be here," said the one guy with long dark hair. "Glad I came today," he said. "We just had the most awesome fuck session. He's still got my load in his ass." "Nice," said the other guy who had short blonde hair. "Are you going to share him with us?" "I guess that's up to him. But I can tell you he's a total slut. He was fucked and loaded by another guy before I came." "Fuck, two loads up your hole already? You're just my kind of slut." I got on my knees and put my hands behind my back. "Treat me like a slut. I want to be used." Blonde guy came over and put his cock in my mouth. I began sucking and then the other guy came over and put his cock alongside the blonde guys. I went back and forth, sucking one, then the other, then taking both of them in my mouth at the same time. Jeremy got behind me and slipped a finger in my ass, gently massaging my cummy hole. Finally, blonde guy got behind me and Jeremy took his cock in his hand, guiding it to my hole. "Just push it in. He's wide open and lubed." The blonde guy pushed in with one thrust, filling my hole. I gasped with the other guys dick in my mouth. Then Jeremy got up in front of me and I sucked his cock with the other one. The blonde kid was now pumping faster. I figured he was getting close but then he pulled out and told his buddy to take a turn. The dark haired kid got behind me and just like his friend pushed in to me with one thrust. "What a fucking whore," said Jeremy as I took his huge cock down my throat. The kid who was fucking me began piston fucking me, ripping deep in to my pussy, and announcing "I'm going to drop a load up that hole." I pulled away from Jeremy's cock long enough to say, "Fuck your cum in to me." The the kid pulled out and I thought he was going to cum outside me but he got up and told me to stand up. He had me put my hands on a tree branch, my ass sticking out. Then I felt a cock go back in me. Then another. Then another. The three guys were tagging me, one in and then another in, three guys taking turns on my hole. "You wanted to be whored out," said Jeremy. "How's this?" "I love it," I grunted, "I love it." The blonde kid was fucking me when he said he was cumming. He fucked me hard and pushed his cum deep inside me. Jeremy told me to push some of it out when the blonde kid pulled out. I did as I was told then the dark haired kid rubbed it on my cunt with his cock, soon pushing in to me and pumping in to me. He soon was cumming too, but he pulled out as he came so his cum was on my butt. Jeremy then fingered it in to me, breeding me with his fingers. "God, Jeremy, put your cock back in me," I begged. The two boys were now getting dressed as Jeremy took his cock and pushed all the cum back in to me, pumping the four loads that I already had even deeper. The boys started rubbing me all over as Jeremy pounded away. "Fuck, I'm cumming," he yelled, driving his load deep in to me, mixing his cum with the cum already there. The blonde kid got down and started sucking my cock and I couldn't hold off, cumming in his mouth. He took it all, drinking it in to his gut as Jeremy's cock spammed with the last of his load in my ass. "Fuck," said the blonde kid. "That was fun!" I was wiped out and now really had to go. Jeremy got down behind me and licked my pussy, getting the cum dripping from my hole. He came up and gave me a deep kiss that tasted like cum and ass. I was in heaven, but knew my time was up, so I announced "Sorry, guys, I've gotta get going." "Well, if you're ever horny you know where to find us," said Jeremy. And with that the two twinks left. I got dressed and headed back down the hill, cum still dripping down my leg. Jeremy stayed behind and who knows, probably hooked up with more guys. All I know is that I will definitely be coming back.