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PART 3 The man then stood in front of me and started unzipping his gray dress pants. I stared at the volume there and I would be lying if I said I had never noticed it. Several times I found myself wondering during class how big it must be. When he pulled it out of his underwear and put it out, I finally got my answer. Moa's cock was big, with a pointy head. The skin around the glans didn't come off completely because it was much thicker when it got close to the cock's base. It was light brown, very smooth, but it was thicker than mine. The middle part seemed to be the thickest part and must have been twice the thickness of the head. It must have about eight inches, but I still had a dick bigger than his, despite mine being much thinner. He grabbed my head and started pulling me towards his cock. I had never done that before and I didn't have any experience, so I just opened my mouth as wide as I could. Andrew tried to get up from the couch and move away, but the teacher said: "Stay there, I want you to see everything. I like to have sex with someone watching and smelling the sex. It's that or no A.” Andrew leaned back against the sofa and stared. Moa's glans had just passed my lips and I could taste the precum it was releasing. It was sweet but at the same time salty. It wasn't bad and I wanted to feel more. "Open wide now and relax your jaw," he ordered. I did that and the teacher started to dig deeper and deeper. Andrew watched everything closely and he was a witness to the first cock that invaded my throat, causing me to choke. Then came the unexpected, Moa held my head tight and thrust his cock with great force. I felt the glans of that cock hit the top of my mouth before it went all the way to my throat. I backed away, scared, and he said he was very horny. I straightened up and slowly put that thing in my mouth and sucked it slowly. I just thought about how I was enjoying it, even with Andrew watching everything. Maybe his presence there made everything even better. I closed my eyes and, in a few seconds, I was sucking that very tasty cock, like a bitch. "You learn fast, but I want to fuck you", the man said. "Andrew said it was just a blowjob", I protested. “Alex, please, I need an A”, my friend begged. I looked at Moa and he was starting to unbuckle his belt. Then he opened his shirt and I could see all the tattoos on his body. Some had only tribal designs, while others had symbols I recognized. One in particular caught my eye, it was on his right chest and showed the symbol of something toxic. His nipple was right in the middle of the drawing and he had a silver piercing. I was already hard watching the scene. "Take off your clothes and let's go to the bedroom", he said. "And you can only wear your underwear", he told Andrew. I was completely naked and tried to hide my erection with my arms as I followed the man around the house. That didn't seem to work and Andrew said: “What a big cock you have, I wish mine was as big as yours. And if you are so hard, you're enjoying it. Thank you for your help.” "It's not a big deal", I replied shyly.

Who's on the Menu "Now that restaurants are open again, let's go out to dinner on Friday" I texted Gabriel on Thursday morning. "Not in budget unless we hit dollar menu. Sorry" he replied a little while later. "Im buying" I sent back right away. "ok. I got a coupon 4 chicken if u need" was his reply. I smiled and knew it was working out just as I had hoped. "wear ur sunday best. going to nice place" I sent him Friday morning. I picked him up on Friday evening and he looked really good. Well, the uber picked him up. He almost looked as good dressed up as he did naked. "You're lookin' good. Got a hot date?" I asked, grinning. "Yeah he is, but I don't know why I had to dress up to go to the drive-thru" Gabriel shot back. "I gotta feed you so you're strong enough for a good workout later" I replied. The driver glanced back and shook his head, probably hoping I wouldn't start fucking Gabriel in the back seat. "What??? Here?" he asked as the uber pulled up to Sal's Mediterranean Grill. It was one of my favorite places and had earned rave reviews for years. Finally it was open again and I was eager to enjoy another meal there. I knew the manager, Andrew, and I hoped that most of the old wait staff was still there. Andrew was happy to hear from me and took my reservation even though he said they were at capacity. We went in and were ushered to a table in a side room and Gabriel looked at me curiously. "They were full, but since I know the manager they squeezed us in" I explained. We sat down and one of the waiters came over to take our drink order and deliver some water. "Good to see you again. Thank you for coming back after this interesting time" he said to me and then "Welcome, it's good to see new faces too" to Gabriel. I could see the staff was running around more frantically than in the past. I definitely knew they didn't have as many customers as pre-covid but even between the limited number of tables allowed they were short staffed. Gabriel and I sipped our wine and waited for the food to arrive. When we had finished the main course, Andrew stopped by the table. "I hope everything was acceptable" he said in that distinctive Jamaican accent. "Delicious as always, Andrew. Thank you" I said. Gabriel smiled and agreed. "Is this the sexy man you were telling me about?" Andrew asked. "Yes it is" I replied. "Ah, very nice. You have excellent taste, Craig" Andrew said before changing focus and looking straight at me. "Could you give me a few minutes, please? They have something for you to try at the bar" he asked. "Of course" I said, pushing my chair back and getting up. Gabriel gave me a concerned look, but I just smiled back at him and gave him a reassuring nod. As I walked to the bar, Andrew sat down at one of the other chairs at the table and began to talk to Gabriel. I should have warned him, but I knew he would just get nervous. They had a very nice glass of wine waiting for me at the bar and it was good to see Diego bartending like the old days. I'd look back every few minutes, hoping that Gabriel hadn't run off, but the two kept talking. When both of them sat back in their chairs and I could see smiles on both of their faces, I knew it was going well. Andrew pulled his phone out and called someone, the call only lasted a minute or so but his head kept nodding through the call. My glass was suddenly refilled, and Diego gave me a wink. "It's a new wine on the menu. The boss thought you would like it" he told me. I nodded my approval and then made my regular glance back at the table. Several minutes later, when he saw me look over, Andrew motioned for me to come back to the table. I said goodbye to Diego and took my glass with me. "See you on Tuesday" Andrew said to Gabriel as I got there. He turned to me and said "Thank you, I think this will be great for all of us" before walking away. I sat down and looked over at Gabriel. His face had a stunned look on it which slowly turned to a smile. "You set me up for an interview at one of the best restaurants in the city?" he asked after a long pause. "You got dinner too. I hope you don't mind, but I thought you were ready to add this craziness to your life" I said. "Oh my god, no... I'm just... amazed. I have to make it through training next week, but this will be just like my last job in San Francisco. He even knew my old boss and called him for a reference" Gabriel said. "I guess it was a good one" I asked, grinning back to him. "Mmhmm" he replied just as the waiter came up, delivering two coffees and a large piece of chocolate cake. "I didn't order cake, Tony" I said, looking surprised since I had never had an order mistake in that restaurant. "Compliments of the house. It's good to see old friends again and to meet new co-workers too" he explained. Turning to Gabriel he said "I look forward to working with you. I understand you come highly recommended and should fit in here well." We finished up and headed back to my place. Once inside, the clothes came off and we laid down on the bed. While my dating experience was pretty limited, I knew that we were too stuffed and drunk to even think about sex. We spooned and he really felt good in my arms, but I wondered how long this was going to last. In the morning, I made up for the lack of sex the night before. From the moment he stirred around eight until we made it into the shower just past noon we were fucking. He liked to stare out of the windows as he knelt on the couch while I fucked him. "Too bad no one can see us. I bet we look hot" he said just before I shot another load into his ass. We went back into the bedroom for a break and then he crawled on top of me and rode me. It wasn't a position that I fucked in much, since I like to be in control. I found out he liked to be in control sometimes too. We'd lounge for a few hours and then one of us would attack the other and we'd fuck again. The loads Saturday evening were pretty meager, but my cock was having no problem staying hard. Sunday morning we woke and started all over again. We were pretty ripe by then but neither one of us minded. It just added another dimension to the sex until Sunday night we ended up in the shower. Waking up Monday morning with someone else in bed was a new experience for me. I had to get to work but there was a sexy body in my bed and my cock wanted to play. I took a shower and then opened the laptop to see what waited for me. My morning coffee break was a lot more fun than normal, but we were rudely interrupted mid-fuck by a phone call. I called them back a few minutes later after depositing my load into Gabriel's well used ass and apologized and explained I was in the restroom. After getting a call from his mom wondering if he was ever coming home, Gabriel left after lunch. My afternoon was a lot more productive but not nearly as enjoyable.

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. 😈😈

There's one kinda special type of Hole, and that's one that can take two Cocks at once: Double Penetration. I've done it a few times, but the Hole has to be really talented to relax enough to take two at once. That, or perhaps damaged in the effort, which defeats the entire endeavor. Being on the "thick-side", each time I've done it (not all that many though), I had to be the one lying on my back, and the first Cock in. That way, a less-thick Cock will do the least amount of potential damage, and have an easier time getting in too. The most memorable was in a group Breeding situation, can't remember quite how many TopCocks, but around 5 or 6. Each Cock had rutted in the Hole at least once, and I do remember there were two that were big, long, thick-ish ones. So, someone asked the bottom if he wanted DP, and (I think the kid was way too high, but he hollered for it) so I was the one that had to lie down, and the bottomHole hovered for a moment, and then sat right down to my balls. One of the other Cocks was long and somewhat thin, and he lubed up and started. The Hole was able to take it, and rutted himself on both Cocks for a little bit. The other Cock pulled out, another took it's place, and at some point one of the more impressive Cocks started to get into the Hole. Finally, that guy just grabbed the hips of the bottom and pulled - hard. The bottom groaned, but hollered again for it, at which point the larger Cock started to really get to business. So I'm lying there, feeling this big raw Cock rut against mine inside the Hole. It was an absolutely fantastic feeling - being inside a Hole with another Cock - and the sensation of my Cock getting fucked by the other one almost made me shoot. But, then the other Cock DID start to Breed, and feeling that hot Sperm grinding against mine just turned my Lusts loose, and I think I must have pumped my toenails out along with my Sperm, churning both loads inside that Hole into one very memorable DB (meaning, Dual Breeding). The unfortunate thing was though, when both Cocks had pulled out there was blood as well as loads seeping out. If that other Cock was pumping +, that kid got it ground into his Hole big time. I don't recall if the bottom was chasing or not - but if he wasn't, my guess it he is now. And no, not being a vampire, that time I did not eat the Seeded Hole.

I thank you for your support and liking my story. Haven't written anything now for quite some time. Just been one crazy thing after another here keeping me busy. Started just over 3 yrs ago in July when a tornado went through town causing massive damage, many homes here still show damages. Came fast as one minute I was standing in front yard looking at blue sky and sunshine and wham it was here. Headed for basement. Had 5 trees in yard and all went down with 3 landing on house. Biggest one dropped on corner of kitchen, knocking small rear room of house completely loose from house. I was in that room just stepping towards stairs to basement. Room went one way and I went the other landing at bottom of stairs. Twisted my left knee and back but still able to get around. According to weather service it was a category 3 tornado and tracking showed center went by home approx 1 1/2 blocks away and tracking from west to east with slight angle to southward which took it right through center of town destroying many businesses and exiting east side of town destroying largest manufacturing plant in town (luckily they rebuilt and now going full blast). Only truly lucky thing about it was that nobody was killed and only about 3 dozen people reported injuries from it almost all of them very minor. Ended up selling my property and buying another home. But process took the rest of that year and almost to 1st year anniversary of it. Then almost settled down when emergency call came that my mother had taken a bad fall and broken her right hip. Had to have it replaced and doctor recommended she not live alone any longer. So proceeded to pack mom's things up and moved her into my home to care for her. She turned 93 earlier this year. Then almost settled down when wham here comes this blasted pandemic last year and also the derecho and again basically center of it right through town again destroying more homes. Mt new place suffered damage to roof of house and garage plus a few other minor things plus loss of electricity from that Monday morning aporox 11am till 9 days later on Wed at approx 5pm. Lost around $1,200 worth of food. Had side by side refridgerator/freezer in house and large upright freezer in garage. There had been several specials for couple of weeks before and we had stocked up so both were quite packed full. Was only able to save maybe 10% of food. Been a year since that and just finished all repairs about a month ago. Plus I have fought severe asthma my whole life and between tornado and derecho they stirred up so much dirt and dust and pollen that us still in the air plus those massive fires out west with wind carrying the smoke that is so bad you can see the haze here, my health has been terrible. Since derecho, I have had to make 6 trips to hospital, one in ambulance, 5 trips to clinic and like a dozen times tested for covid thankfully all negative. Hopefully things will settle down now so I may be able to finally have some peace and quiet and get mind back on track to living instead of surviving. Oh, almost forgot one other thing. Last year in January, before all the hoopla of covid, I went to visit a buddy in another town close by. Had my usual bottle of CocaCola, something I'm noted for lol, and left it sitting on his desk while I went to use his toilet. Came back and finished that bottle and opened another one and with all the coffee I'd drank that morning, soon had to return to toilet, again leaving my Coke sit. Came back and by the time I was almost done drinking it was feeling very strange. Buddy had decided to prank me and had spiked both bottles while I was in toilet. Turned into an afternoon of sex, most of which I barely remember, because he had spiked my drink with freaking meth, something I had zero experience with nor any other drug in my life. Ugh. Partially forgave him but also told him off but good. Well, sorry I went on so long, but hope that clarifies long delay plus hope a few other followers happen to read this also. Please take care and hopefully soon I will be able to write some more to stories I have ongoing and even some new ones also.

Well, I was alone in the house, my sister had gone shopping and my parents had gone to work, I managed to waste the day away, most of it I am sure you don’t want to know about, usual stuff watching TV, playing X-Box, watching porn, although to be fair I didn’t watch my usual porn, guys and girls, girls on girls, no, this time I was checking out some of the older guy/younger guy stuff, Twinks I found out they are referred to as. Some of it just ordinary fucking, some of it BDSM, some group, I imagined myself at the centre of some of the scenarios and jacked off for ages shooting hard and long whilst watching a Twink getting fucked by two guys, I was imagining Peter and Daniel taking turns at either end of me and all the while I did this, I had my mothers Vibrator deep in my arse and touched my new nipple piercings, pulling on them. I felt so damn horny. Sometime in the afternoon, my sister came home, I heard her enter the house, I heard her come up stairs thinking she would just go to her room, but just in case, I grabbed a towel that had been lying on my bed and threw it round my waist and sure enough, she just walked into my room as if she had every right too. She had several bags with her and for maybe the first time in my life I thought, “where does she get her money from, she works behind a bar that’s all”, my thought was short lived as she smiling, put the bags down and reached inside one and brought out a smaller bag which she threw at me, “Here you go Fag boy, a present for you” and she picked up her bags and strolled out. I opened the bag and found inside two pairs of crotchless knickers and one lace G-string which also came with a bra, although it wasn’t really a bra as the was no cups for tits, just strings, and I heard my sister shout, maybe you can try them on for me, make sure they fit. I stormed into her room and threw them at her, she just continued to smirk, so I didn’t say anything, just turned around and went back to my own room, luckily it wasn’t too long after that that mom and dad came home and a short while later mom called me and Tracy down to eat, but I wasn’t hungry, funny but I haven’t had an appetite for a couple of days now, so I just got showered and ready to go to work. On arriving at work I went straight to the downstairs bar with my bag so Peter could store it behind the bar but mainly because I wanted to see him, as soon as I did, my face lit up, it was almost like a schoolboy crush. There was only one customer in the downstairs bar a middle aged balding guy who smiled at me when I walked in, but I ignored him and went straight to Peter he put his hands around my waist and pulled me to him and proceeded to kiss me, long and deep, at first I was worried about the customer, but as I felt Peters cock growing and pushing against my own groin and my own cock responding, I thought what the hell and kissed him back, our tongues entwining, saliva passing between us and as Peter pulled away I wanted it to go on forever. He looked at me smiled and said, “So, how’s my sexy little fuck slut” I kinda wavered a smile, not sure I would consider myself a fuck slut, but at least he said I am sexy, trouble was he said it loud enough for the customer to hear and as I looked across the guy was grinning. “so, what are you wearing under those jeans?” “Boxers” Peters Face darkened, “I thought I asked you to wear a thong or G-string!” “I have one it’s in my bag” “So why aren’t you wearing it then?” “I thought you meant for later”, I was getting so embarrassed as the customer was clearly listening “Go get it” I got it and Peter held out his hand, I handed it over, he held it up to look at it, the customer was also looking and smiling “Very nice, whose is it?” “My mom’s” “Well it will look even sexier on you, Go put it on” I looked at the customer then rushed to the toilets, and changed into it, I went back to the bar and Peter and the customer where talking, “Boxers” I handed Peter my Boxers which he immediately threw in the bin, “You won’t be needing them anymore, now show me”, I looked at the customer who was actually leaning over the bar to get a look as he was grinning, before I could react Peter had undone my belt and removed it from the loops of my jeans, rolling it up, he said, “Come on I want to see” I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zip and opened them so Peter and by now the customer could see, Peter slipped my belt into his pocket and reached toward my waist, pulling up the sides of the G-string, forcing the mesh fabric to outline my cock which was still hard “Very nice, very sexy, can’t wait to get you home tonight”, Peter turned to the customer, “What do you think?” “Very sexy, very fucking sexy”, as he licked his lips and I was disgusted “Now button yourself up and get to work, I am looking forward to some fun with you later” I refastened my jeans and went back up to the other bars knowing there would be glasses to collect and wash, as soon as I was out of sight I pushed down on the sides of the G-string below the waist of my jeans, unfortunately as I no longer had a belt on, my jeans kept slipping down and gave flashes of what I was wearing underneath, but other than a few sniggers and snide comments the evening was uneventful with the exception that every time I went to the lower Bar I had to pull up the sides of the Knickers as I know that’s how Peter wanted me to wear them. The first customer at the lower bar couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me, Peter told me he had bought me a drink and told me to be nice to him but when he asked me to stay and chat, I made my excuses and carried on working, eventually he left and Peter and I finished cleaning the bar and left. I was loving it, being with “my man”. This was my dream now, previously I just wanted Helen and her pussy, though sometimes I would have liked her arse but she never let me, now it seemed she was giving it to Daniel and maybe Jon too We eventually got back to Peters place and as soon as we got inside I threw my arms around his neck wanting to hold him and wanting him to hold me and to want me, he laughed and we kissed and he said, “Come on you horny little bitch, lets fuck, I knew I was in heaven and knew the night could only get better, it did, we stripped we kissed on the bed our naked bodies entwined, Peter got up and put some porn on the TV, he got his box of Dildos out and selected a smaller one, it had a tail attached to it. “Right come here bitch” I had already removed my clothes with the exception of my mother’s G-string, he turned me around told me to bend over and the spitting on my arse he worked a finger in, I could feel his nails scraping me, he then put in another finger and worked them in and out, opening them to open my hole, I then felt the cold steel of the plug pressed against my arse, and slowly he forced it in until I heard a pop and it was inside me, “Right stand up…………….now pose”, He had his phone in his hand and was taking pictures of me, pictures of my cock in the G-string pictures of me bending over but looking back at the camera so you could see both my face and my arse with the plug in, I knew I was making him happy so I complied with every move he made me do, eventually stopping he started to take his own clothes off,…..now the real fun would begin. I lay on the bed as Peter got out his bag of tricks, first he gave me a pill when I asked what it was he told me it was a vitamin, I dry swallowed it, then he wrapped a band around his arm, took out a pre-prepared syringe, tapped a vein, slipped the needle in, drew it back so a little blood entered the tube, then he injected half the contents into his arm, then he carried out the same procedure with me, I rushed, I felt so full of life, so confident and Peter had me get on all fours, he pulled out the plug, threw it on the bed then I felt his cockhead at the entrance to what I was beginning to think of as my pussy, he fucked me more than once that night, a couple of times holding a bottle under my nose and telling me to sniff, wow, another head rush, I could feel the pressure and all the time he fucked me he was talking, I didn’t understand some of what he said, but I was buzzing and just knew I was making my lover happy “Oh yes my little fuck pig, you will make a fine addition to the herd, I am going to enjoy fucking you and watching you change, I’m going to teach you so much, you’ll never be the same” Several times he withdrew from my arse pussy, telling me to suck his cock, the he would go at me again from behind, he must have dumped 3 loads of fuck slop in me that night, and at the end, he put his fingers in my arse scooping out cum and arse juices, he put his fingers in my mouth for me to suck clean and I obliged, I would do anything for him, then he reached into the box once more and brought out a large dildo, the same as I had in me before, about 9 inch long I think, but after him working my arse pussy, it slid right in. I lay there in his arms, completely full, at one point he got up and went to the bathroom, he came back with a warm glass and told me to drink it, it was obvious what it was and when I emptied the glass, he patted me on the head and told me what a good slut I was, I fell asleep contented

I haven’t been fucked since my trip to Tulsa so it was long overdue. After a really good deep pounding with my thick dildo my hole was so ready. grindr was up and out of nowhere this sexy Latino daddy woth a nice 8” thick one messaged me and said, driving around and need a fuckhole. gave him my address and 5 mins later he was eating my ass out. I then deep throated him… he then made me kiss him and sucked on my boy nipples like they were titties… he slide in me with ease as he had spit on my hole and proceeded to slow and deep fuck my hole making my ass make noises. he rewarded me with a MASSIVE wet load that was deposited in my guts… looking for the next one now….

Brett my fiancé ate me out for almost a half an hour before breeding me himself and the held me and told me that he never loved that with anyone until recently with me. What ever you are doing keep it up I fucking love tasting you and think about it all the time. He slid inside me and fucked me again since he was getting horned up talking about it. The morning came and I knew Joe was due back soon and really wanted him but again David text and told me to come by at noon. When I arrived there was a note like last time and I followed the directions and went around and got on all fours and slide the blindfold on and minutes later I heard the door and then felt hands on my ass and the guy put his left hand on my back and pushed me down and spread my legs and began to eat me out and I was moaning and soon came and then he pulled up and slide a huge dick inside me and he spoke for the first time and I realized the guy was black and his dick was so big it was stretching me and it hurt, I was wincing, he soon told me to breath and relax my cunt as he slowly slide in and out of me. He picked up the pace as he fucked me, and he was going deeper and deeper inside me. It hurt and I was whimpering and moaning and then he shoved in deep, and I could feel him convulse and knew he was breeding me. He kept his dick in me draining his balls and then slowly slide put of me. He got dressed and after hardly speaking he got on the phone and call someone and told them they needed to get over here and breed that white whore. He put the guy on speaker and shaped a few pics and I could hear the guy say Fuck yea, that cunt needs BBC. I am bringing Malcom also. The guy walked out and shut the door behind him and a minute later another black guy came in and said, fuck he beat me to you. He got in your slut pussy first. Oh well. He had to have been pulling out his big dick while he was saying that because he pressed his thick dick inside me and began to fuck my recently cum filled hole hard and deep. His dick was thicker than the last guy but not as long and he slide in slowly and then began to long dick me and fifteen minutes later he came in me with a grunt and as his dick twitched inside me. He pulled out and called a bud of his and I could only hear his side of the conversation and he told the guy he needed to stretch my pussy out with his monster dick and the guy seemed to agree and then he hung up and told me I was fucked and chuckled as he walked out. The two guys arrived next, and one felt up my ass while the other fed me his cock. This guy was thick and filled my mouth as the other guy who was long and thinner dicked fucked me deep and only lasted ten minutes and shot in me and the guy in my mouth pulled out and went back and fucked my pussy for fifteen minutes and shot his load in me. The other guy must have left because we were alone and then I hard the door and a guy asked how is that cunt? The guy in me said wet and stretched and then he said fuck nigger I need to watch you destroy that white pussy. The guy who had me suck his dick came over and fed me his crummy dick to clean off and the other guy took his place while the guys who was feeding me told me to breed and this is going to hurt for a little while until he gest in you babe. The guy behind me pressed what felt like a tree trunk against my wet already stretched pussy and he pressed in, and I screamed and tried to pull of the cock, and I finally got loose to beg him to stop and tell him no, please but he was already halfway inside me and he said babe it is too late. He slow fucked me there and I opened up some and then he pressed in and it hurt again and I began to cry and soon his balls were against me and I could feel his pubic hair and he slow fucked me and after twenty minutes I opened up and he was able to pull out four inches and then slam it back in taking my breath away ever time and after another ten minutes he pressed inside me and shot his load in me. I thought he would pull out, but he just kept it inside me and began to fuck me for another five minutes and gave me yet another load and then he slowly pulled out and the other guy left, and the guy told me I was the best white pussy he has ever had as he walked out the door and shut it behind me. I made my way home as cum leaked out of me and when I arrived home, I got in the shower and tried to clean the scent of those hot black men off me, but I could still smell them all night long. I really did not want to have sex with my fiancé, but he pulled my panties off in bed and ate me out and sucked the cum from my pussy and then kissed me and told me how great I tasted and tonight there was something different and amazing. He ate me out and made me cum twice and then fucked and breed me. In the morning he was asking me what I ate because I tasted to amazing and gave him a list of things, but I knew he loved all those BBC loads that were inside me. I thought for a moment that I was marrying the stupidest guy who could not tell he was eating cum, but I just kissed him as he left for work.

Hey Guy's... As I posted earlier, I had an idea of where this story would be going but wasn't sure if I could/should continue it. I had this in the back of my head and wanted to see it through as my characters seem to take on a life of their own when I write and I want to see what happens to them. It won't be as long as my previous story but I promise that I'll finish it at a point that can be construed as an ending. I know that I've said "The End" in the previous chapter... hence the "A Continuation" in the titles going forward which I also did with Daddy's Cuntboy too. Think of this as a sequel. Whore 4 – A Continuation I sat there on my haunches next to Daddy taking it all in.... knowing that I was in my element. Only months before I was just another high-priced escort but I was now transformed... I served cock. The combination of steroids I was on and the chems flowing through me kept me on edge until I let out a low growl. Bending down, Daddy grabbed me by my collar and shoved my face in his crotch and laughed, “Fucking horned up slut." Seeing my dripping cock cage, boy growled. “Damn, Boss. He’s fucking dripping.” Ignoring boy, Daddy stared forward at the crowd and simply stated, “I gotta piss, drain me.” Instantly, my tongue moved under his codpiece and quickly released his thick shaft. Letting out a moan, I began licking at the thick cockhead and tonguing his piss slit before deep throating it. “Good whore... take it all.” Daddy said as a torrent of piss erupted from his shaft and poured down my throat. Moaning with pleasure, he grabbed my collar and forced my now open throat to fully accept him... “Keep it up, whore.” Then I felt it... a hot stream of piss hitting the top of my head and sloshing down my entire body. “Fucking whore...” boy growled, “Boss, we hit the jackpot.” The river of boy’s chem piss drenched my body as I continued to take my Daddy’s bodily fluids into me. The streams of piss just kept on coming. Continuing on, I fed on the hot piss while relishing on the humiliation of being pissed on by boy. A crowd was gathering around us but I didn’t care. I concentrated on the moment...then it hit me and I took Daddy’s cock to the root realizing this is where I wanted to be... no... where I needed to be. Relaxing his grip on my collar, Daddy’s piss slowed to a trickle and he removed his cock from my mouth. With the last drops sliding past my taste buds and down my throat, I dutifully secured the codpiece over his cock. I bowed my head and closed my eyes. I could feel boy’s cooling piss covering me and pooling around me. The attention from the crowd wasn’t lost on me. This was beyond what I had experienced in the shop. Daddy had confirmed the control he had on me to the public... not just those who had been in the shop where it was just another normal day. Feeling boy behind me, I opened my eyes as his piss-soaked hand moved across my pecs and gathered the cooling piss and placed it to my lips... the scent of chems and piss hit me. Without hesitating, I lapped at the cold acrid piss until his hand was clean. “Yep, a jackpot.” boy chuckled, falling to his knees behind me and pushing me forward onto all fours. As his fingers moved down my back toward my plugged cunt, I winced from the asphalt cutting into my knees. “Fucking beautiful hungry cunt.” he grunted to no one in particular... or so I thought at the time. Leaning in, he spread my asscheeks to expose the metal base of the plug surrounded by my swollen cunt lips and began to play with my heavy cuntplug. “Fuck me!” I yelled, feeling the vibrations moving through the walls of my now hungry cunt. “Please!” “That’s the plan whore,” boy snarled, removing my cuntplug out in one strong pull. “Now put on a fucking good show.” “FUCK!” I yelled, feeling my cunt lips split wide open. “Fucking hungry cunt!” boy grinned, seeing my swollen, red and tender wrecked cunt. “It fucking needs a cock.” “Shit yeah, boy!” I moaned as he brought his lips to my pulsing swollen cunt lips and began licking and biting them. Boy’s warm tongue began to thrust and lap up the cunt juices flowing out from my pulsing cunt. Quickly, boy pushed his now hard cock through my cunt lips. I winced ... the roughness of his assault sending waves of pain throughout. I held my breath, knowing that it would soon be replaced pleasure. His cock continued to invade my cunt until I felt the now familiar knot begin to slip past my cunt lips. Holding still at this point, boy leaned down on my back and whispered in my ear, “Fucking tell everyone what the fuck you are.” Feeling his knot about to invade my cunt, I yelled out, “I’M A FUCKING WHORE!” “YEAH! YOU ARE!” boy proclaimed to the large crowd surrounding us. Unable to resist, I pushed my cunt against the hard knot and it slid past my cunt lips producing a white-hot pain until I felt his smooth crotch resting against my tender cunt lips. Exhaling at the combination of intense pleasure and pain, my knees buckled and I collapsed on the asphalt and was pinned down by the weight of boy’s body on top of me. Slowly boy pulled his cock out and stretched my cunt and then pushed back in. “Fuck my cunt!” I begged boy, raising my ass to take his cock as the crowd surrounding us grew. The assault continued and I could hear the crowd’s enthusiasm grow at the scene before them... “Fuck yeah!... Fucking whore!... Shit! I want that cunt!” and other exclamations escaped the lips of our audience. As the pain reduced, I began to moan from the pleasure of boy’s cock and I began to fuck myself on the hard cock as the hard wet slapping of my ass cheeks against boy’s shaved crotch filled the air around the circle of admirers. That’s when it hit me... I was here for the pleasure of these men. Quickly, I raised my leg and flipped boy so that he was on his back on the rough asphalt and I was on top. Surprised, boy smiled and I started to ride his cock as the sharpness of the asphalt surface tore into his back. Feeling the stinging pain, “Fuck yeah, whore!” boy growled as my caged cock flopped against his hard abs. His cock continuously sent a wave of pleasure up my spine with every thrust as he hit the spot deep within my cunt. I continued riding boy’s swollen cock until I felt my cuntwalls begin to pulse and a torrent of cum leaked out of my caged cock and covered my ball sac. My cunt lips clenched on boy’s shaft sending him over the top until the combination of pain and pleasure overwhelmed boy and his cock released a torrent of red-hot cum into my throbbing cunt as a loud roar came from the crowd. Knowing I was still knotted to boy, we continued on the ground while my sweat dripped down onto boy’s taut body. All the while, I watched Daddy speaking to the men in the crowd and handing out more of the white cards to some. Finally feeling boy’s knot releasing me, I stood up and smiled down at the boy’s beautiful cock settling down on his muscled abs. “Fuck whore,” boy smiled, "You never cease to amaze me.” Scooping up the load of cum running down my thighs, I moaned, “MMMMmmm... I have to admit I amaze myself, too.” Lost in the moment, I suddenly felt my asscheeks being parted and the feel of heavy metal against my wrecked cunt lips. Growling, I bent over expecting my cuntplug but I quickly realized that it wasn’t my usual one. “You’re right whore, it’s not...” Daddy chuckled bending me further over, “Time for an upgrade.” Obediently, I spread my legs and arched my back to accept the “upgrade.” Moving to my face, Daddy held the new cuntplug in front of me. My eyes widened... I had seen this one in the product catalogue but we’ve never carried it. It was huge... 22.4 oz with a 7-inch circumference. “This will have to do for now, whore.” Daddy laughed, “I’ve checked around to see if I can get a customized one later on.” I stared at the cuntplug... well “my cuntplug.” I have to admit that in the back of mind, I had fantasized about a larger one for a while. I stared into my Daddy’s green eyes and sighed. “Thanks Daddy. It’s time. I’ve wanted one.” “Good whore,” Daddy smiled, handing my cuntplug to boy. “Go on, boy.” “Yes, Boss,” answered, scrambling to grab the cuntplug and moving behind me. “Fucking whore,” boy muttered and pushed the plug past my cunt lips and worked it into me until it was secure. “Yes!” I gasped, feeling the added weight now filling me as I started coming down from the chems. “Please!” I begged. Laughing at me, Daddy smiled, “Soon whore... soon.” and clipped my leash to my collar and handed it to boy. Boy stood, held my leash and paraded me around the crowd. “Gentlemen,” Daddy loudly announced. The auction will begin in one hour. Only those with the proper invitation will be allowed. It was then I realized it... those cards... the looks and whispers. I was to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. Seeing my reaction and the realization of what was happening, boy sharply tugged at my collar, forcing me to follow as he led me back to the store to where I was to be auction off.

I have been in an open non-monogamous relationship for three years with my current partner. It is the first open relationship I’ve ever had. The experience has been the most loving, respectful, satisfying and joyous relationship I’ve ever had. We have three major tenets that we follow: no jealousy, no judgements, and no secrets. Open communication is truly important to making it work. Like some others, I have walked in on my partner in full fuck mode with someone I may or may not know. (He has done the same). Generally there are two options to choose from, either drop my clothes and join in as a welcome addition or take a sideline role and cheer them on, happy to see them pleasure each other. We both enjoy voyeurism and revel in seeing the other in full sexual arousal. It is also helpful that we enjoy a mostly naked lifestyle in our home, encouraging our guests to lose their clothes at the door. We often play together alone or with 1 to 4 additional guests as well as apart and encourage each other to find additional sexual partners to make sure we can achieve a level of satisfaction and stimulation matching our libidos. And while both of us enjoy the variety and frequency of couplings with others, we fell hard for each other the first night we met, and have a deep and abiding love and respect for each other that has not lessened since day one and in fact continues to grow and deepen all the time. I am so lucky to have this man in my life. As a reference I am 69 and he is 46 and we are full equal partners in our relationship. I meet many people who cannot get their head around how my relationship works but I know it’s not for everyone and wouldn’t expect it to be. I was married to a woman for many years and the expectations of monogamy and a lack of male friends and contacts she wanted me to observe were totally stifling. Thanks for letting me share this.

So I was reading through some of the threads, waiting for my sentence in the "0 messages allowed prison", and read quite a bit of a couple of posts. One was dealing with the question of do Holes feel less than satisfied if the Cock doesn't pump Sperm up their gut, and the other was dealing with use of condoms. It occurred to me that without one man's Sperm being given to another man,, the *real* act of Lust - namely one man giving his Hole up to be pumped full, and another man gratefully accepting that Sperm, is the crux of the nature of Sperm. Cum is the creative force, and Mating cannot happen without a Cock shooting Sperm in a Hole. No female mammal on Earth can conceive without taking Sperm from a Cock to fertilize her egg. The crucial component of Mating - whether gay or plain - whether "making love", making Lust, whatever - is the pumping of Seed up a Hole. It is the only we men can offer that critical, absolutely crucial element. When I'm deeply into my Lust for pigsex, sucking a Hole full of Sperm off other, previous Cocks is like connecting with each of those previous Cocks. I'm not merely connecting with the Universal Lusts we love, or merely the Hole, I feel like I'm actively connecting with every other Cock that's fucked load up the Hole. While for some reason - plumbing issues, I guess - we are not going to actually procreate, but that's not important anyway. What we're doing is Connecting with all our Brothers-in-Lust, we're One with all of them in an almost spiritual way. It's really a magnificent experience to shove my Cock up a cum-sloppy Hole, knowing that other men, just like me, have been Breeding it before me. I suppose if I have a "fetish", it's for being in a room full of men of all kinds and descriptions, rutting in the Sperm of other me, eating Holes full of Sperm off other Cocks, licking a hot BreedCock while it's rutting in a Hole, sucking the Sperm off a Cock, maybe even taking a couple up my Hole. It's the pure joy of being with my Brothers-in-Lust, doing what we do to sate our Lusts. It's about being a part of the Universal Lust, adding my Sperm - my essence - my Power - to the thrilling, magnificent Whole. Using condoms completely prevents that Connection. Condoms are meant to prevent conception, and they do that - as well as prevent everything else. Bagged Sperm is only good to freeze and re-use as lube sometime in the future, as outlined in a previous post. Without the exchange - the Cock pumping Sperm up the Hole - it doesn't really "mean" anything. Nothing. That said, when hiv came along, I'm guessing that many of you weren't old enough (or even born yet) to have lived through that complete disaster. Guys were dropping like flies, everywhere. Guys you knew, hale and healthy, our Brothers, were dying by the thousands across the country. Try to imagine what that does to the mind. AZT seemed to help some, but for a young guy busy exploring his Lusts, deepening them, exercising them, it was simply terrifying. But, we had to either use condoms or quit Breeding - I chose the latter for almost 2 years. When Prep came along, it was like a gift from the Universe. Now. I don't judge guys that seem to need to become poz, since it's not my place to judge. Nor is it their place to judge others that choose to avail themselves of protection against the terror we "more experienced" (read older) guys went through. The fact is, without one man sharing his essence - his Sperm - with another man, for me there is not much of a connection, and that connection is why I love Breeding so much. However we choose to service our Lusts is up to each of us. The critical thing is, we simply must Breed each other to be whole, complete men. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

I went out down to my local fetish bar at the weekend. I'd agreed to meet a mate there in rubber, so I wore rubber jeans and t-shirt. I am a safe (mainly) leather top usually, but had been getting into rubber more and more. We met up and had a few drinks and chatted. After a while I went for a wander around the dark area looking for a boi to abuse, where my dick suddenly firmed up when I saw a rubber daddy in waders chaps and jacket leading a slave off into the smoking area. I followed them and looked on as the daddy installed his will on the slave, and had him hooked up into a sling in no time. The daddy saw me and ushered me in towards the sling to fuck his slave. I said "I don't do raw" and the daddy smiled and handed me some water. After a few mouthfuls I was beginning to feel strange yet horny and before I knew it, I was positioning myself at the slave's hole ready to fuck him. As I began thrusting in and out I felt a finger probe my gradually dilating hole, and the daddy whispered to me about my "hot tight hole." I was starting to lose myself and found the daddy starting to line his cock up at my hole, which was betraying me and begging to be filled. As I came in the slave's hole, I slumped over and kissed his hooded head. All the time this was happening, my own hole was being violated but I was beginning to not mind. My ass had never been used in this way and slowly wanted more and more. The daddy removed the slave from the sling and told me to hop in. Now I was hungry for this daddy to take me and become his slave. As I laid down, he strapped me in and said "One final touch" before placing a collar around my neck. I had never been so horny, and, presumably due to whatever was in the water, was beginning to turn into a slut. "Yep, you're hot boy. I know what you need" and he started to fuck me again. I was flying at this point. Then the daddy leaned towards my ear and told me "I'm going to make you mine, boy, but that ass suggests you need using." I just nodded and kept saying "Yes! Yes! You're the first to have me raw." All the slutty things I was saying seemed to drive him on. I can't recall exactly how much longer I spent in that sling, but I awoke in a cage a few hours later, this time I was leashed to a hook. I struggled but movement was limited, and there was a dogbowl which had water in it in the cage, but after I drank it, I settled down and relaxed. As the daddy entered the room, he was in a full rubber suit, and carrying another one for me to wear. He summoned me to his feet from the cage and helped me out of my own gear into the full suit. Soon I was getting hard from seeing the two of us in the suits and he produced a pair of hoods for us to wear. Soon we were like a pair of rubber clones. He secured the collar back around my neck and tugged at the lead for me to move, gradually leading me to his sling in the corner of the room. I was no longer caring how long I'd been there or what was my destiny. As I hopped into the sling, the daddy strapped me in, and placed mittens on my hands. I now just looked like a rubber thing to be used. "It takes a certain kind of pig to get me interested slave" he said, as was adjusting the height, "and you, whether you like it or not, are going to become MY pig, but to do that you are going to be bred to my specification." I felt the zip in the suit ass area begin to be unzipped, and flashes of worry mixed with horniness had me giddy. "To be my boy, you need my seed running through your veins, my toxic seed will bend you to my will, change you and your outlook boy." I was feeling his fingers at my hole, knowing that I had been chosen to serve this rubber daddy was making me moan with pleasure, obliterating the common sense of the reality, that this rubbered god was going to poz me and own me. As he begun to fuck me harder, I knew that this was my destiny. Flying on poppers and chemmed drink, the rubber pig I had in my mind began to unleash itself and take over me, making me feel like this was my purpose. "Get ready pig, here comes your future." He grunted as he came up me, his seed seemingly flowing endlessly into me. He gasped as he emptied the last of his load in my ass, and stayed in there as he slumped over and caught his breath. I whispered "Thank you" as he pulled out. He kissed me and smiled as he said "This is your new life pig. I wanted a new toxic rubber boy, and soon you'll be one." I was elated - and exhausted. Inside me something had broken, now all there was in there now was a desire to serve my daddy and make him proud. Come Sunday evening, I was well and truly fucked. A one-time safe neg boy, now finding himself sliding towards toxic piggery. As the evening began to draw in, daddy took me into his playroom and had me dress up in an assless rubber wrestling singlet. When I thought that would be that, he mentioned he'd been in contact with some other rubber pigs who he wanted to come over and train me up to be their cumdump, and that the wrestling suit will allow them all to get their loads in me. I smiled, as I knew a part of me died and was reborn. Serving a rubber daddy and being used for his pleasure would be the perfect way to erase my previous existence. To thank him, I fell to my knees and began to suck on the cock that had changed my priorities. Things change. It had been five months since I'd become the property of my Rubberpigdad. After a short illness, I had an HIV test and it came back positive. My initial devastation wasn't as much as I thought it would be. Becoming poz felt right. I walked out of the clinic with a hard on. Daylight was a random affair. I had begun to wear rubber all the time as he commanded, and it was only a matter of time before it would become untenable to keep it a secret under my workclothes. I had become used to the plugs Rubberpigdad would use to keep the cum up my hole too, and realising that my normal life was no longer an option, I decided to take him up on the offer and submit fully to him 24/7. To be permanently collared and rubbered at his disposal. Fortunately he worked mostly from home and so would regularly breed me. I'd basically become his slave/ boy/ pig whatever and was happy to serve him. That weekend, Rubberpigdad said he'd wanted me to pass on the baton. I was stoked up. I'd been told to not wank or cum - which seeing as I had a CBT device on my cock, I couldn't really do anyway, and to wear my tightest suit. As I'd been muscling up to Rubberpigdad's specifications, the suit fitted me like a skin substitute, making me feel incredible. Like some human sex toy with muscles showing in the tight shiny black material. I hooded up, and was completely rubbered from head to toe. As midnight neared, Rubberpigdad and I drove into town to that bar where I first met him. The bar was full of hot guys in leather and rubber. I could visualise what some of these guys looked like out of gear, and the thought that they had succumb to their fantasies - which I had done - caused me to get hard. Rubberpigdad lead me into the club on a leash and guys stared at as. Some in fear. Some in awe. We sat at the bar, and Rubberpigdad told me of his plans for the evening. "You need a brother, boy" I was intrigued "I want you to select who will become your pigbrother and my second slave, when you have chosen, we will take him and you will spend however long it takes to make him poz and bring him into the family." Once upon a time I would've been horrified at such a thing, but tonight I was licking my lips at the challenge and desperate to please my owner.

Not only that, he's demanding that you trust him that he won't skip doses (deliberately or otherwise) just to knock you up. I'm not saying you should or shouldn't trust him, but it's clear he doesn't trust YOU, and frankly, if you did become poz and then he dumped you, you would be the one responsible for your health. So take responsibility for your health NOW.

Nice! Nothing beats a big load of bear cum.

Went to Catalyst right after volunteering at Folsom street fair. There were easily hundreds of guys in there . As soon as I checked my clothes , an average, tall built white guy in his 30s locked his sight on me. He wore thick glasses, has bad skin and uneven teeth. His unatttactive look was a hot contrast to his 7.5 inches beautiful man meat. I kneeled down and sucked his wet dick, thats lubed up but tasted fresh. He pushed me against a bed , forced his dick into me while standing . I quickly sniffed some poppers as he pounded my fresh hole. There was a mirror adjacent to us, seeing a real man using my hole felt divine. After fifteen minutes, he let out a loud moan. I thanked him for donating my first load of the night, he kissed my mouth before leaving the club. I went upstairs, get in all four on a bed , ass up face down. An Asian top with a thick 7 inch slipped right into me (I always looked at my tops and thanked them when they are finished with me). He squeezed my ass , taking his dick all out and shoved it all in repeatedly. I can feel my cunt twitching due to his aggressive moves . “You like that?” He asked rhetorically as he pinched my nipples hard. I kept moaning as he used my pussy for about 10 minutes, then told me he needs to sample his next hole. A smaller , skinny young black guy then pulled me over to a couch . He has a smaller (around 5.5) tool, so having me kneeling on the edge of a couch is a great way for him to pound hard. “That’s a sloppy hole, fuck yeah,” he said as he kept sliding in and out of it till he gets tired. Despite having a good start , the latter crowd at catalyst seemed more into watching than fucking. I disliked catalyst for that which make me miss 442 natoma. I decided to try my luck at Eros. I didn’t waste my time and got on a sling once I get to Eros. Waited for a while till a hung , muscular white daddy came and touched my hole with his fingers. He grinned at my wet hole , shoving his dick right into it as I sniffed some poppers. He held my legs onto his nicely built shoulders as I submitted my hole and full attention to him. A crowd gathered by , where a Good Samaritan hold the sling tighter so daddy can go even harder and deeper . Daddy didn’t make much noise when he ejaculated, but I could feel the big load as he did his final thrust. Took a break and checked my phone as there wasn’t much action at the next 30 minutes - full of voyeurs again.. “Did you leave Catalyst? The vibe sucks tonight “ I got a text from a regular 8.5 inch black stallion top on Sniffies. He asked me over and I gladly complied , knowing he would definitely made my night. He put a towels underneath me, as I arched my back into doggy position by the edge of the bed. “Look at that pussy , damn.” ”It’s your pussy now, sir. Don’t stop until you want to.” I pleaded . “I won’t,” He said, shoving his stallion meat into my open wet hole. Sir pounded me in a nice, smooth pace . He was taking his time , but definitely utilizing the cum bucket with his entire dick. I could still feel some pain despite earlier action and strong poppers , purely due to his size, but the pleasure of his rhythmic thrust was euphoric. We switched to missionary , reverse cowboy , and sideway , all in the demand of Sir. Sir kissed and slapped me ,pinched my nipples as he was grinding on top of me. Sir asked me to get back into doggy again, instructed me to take long sniff of poppers, “because I am going to rape your hole.” Sir was not lying . He was brutalizing my hole , intensifying the pounding while covering my mouth with his big hands. Sir loaded up my hole after few minutes of such rough play. Sir ordered me to squeeze out the cum from my gaping hole. I could feel a never ending stream flowing down my legs onto the towels . ” You’re such a good cumdump.” Sir complimented me. ”Sir can use me anytime, and tell all his top friends about me . I will take any dicks that sir wanted me to, and have no right to refuse” I said as I’m getting dressed . “I can make that happen, boy. Now, get out before I fell asleep.” Sir ordered . i sheepishly complied , walking home side to side, after an intense two hours of sober fuck.

I was taught that a good faggot always sucks a cock that just bred them. No matter how dirty.

Took a load from a younger skinny black guy today. Met him at his place after much going back and forth about hosting. Sucked him for a while and he turned me around to pump his pozed gooey load into my gut.

I like going from mouth to ass and back to mouth again. Sometimes multiple times during the same fuck.

CHAPTER 12 "Mind if I sit next to you?" Ricky asked, snapping me out of my beautiful daydream. "The table's a bit big for us to sit at either end if we'll be feeding from the same plate" "Oh no...sure...that'll be fine" I said, as he pulled up a chair next to me, setting a pair of plates & cutlery down. I couldn't help but sneak taking looks at his body as he was organising everything. I was shocked at how much I was doing this, particularly as I was "straight"...well straightish. I'd certainly never done anything while I was sober, at least of my own free will anyway. All the stuff at the resort was when I was pretty hammered, and the same so far with Vegas, well I was volunteered for Ricky. "I wanted to invite you round to make amends for last night, it seemed like what I'd said upset you for some reason? I certainly hadn't meant to..." "Oh no Ricky, it was nothing to do with you. It was just a shock that I'd been signed up to do the scene when Mike was the one that signed me up for it. I wouldn't have agreed to it at all, he just told me that I had...." "I'm so sorry...I had no idea....if I'd known I wouldn't have done the scene." he put his arm round me as he said that. "It's OK...you weren't to know I hadn't agreed to it...but surely you knew that I was married?" He let out a large laugh, "Shit man...the number of married guys I've screwed whether on screen or in my private life. Actually I shouldn't say that...it makes me sound terrible!" I mean, he's a porn actor, of course he's fucked heaps of guys! "But if it's scenes, half the time they're prop wedding rings anyway. Well, for a guy that hadn't signed up for it, you did a really good job." He gave my thigh a pat and gave me a little kiss on the cheek, it was only then I realised my towel had fallen open and looking down, his encouraging words had encouraged another part of me. "Thanks, you really put me at ease. I'd never been in a scene before...in fact I've not really been with guys much full stop. Mike and me drunkenly fooled around a bit a few years back and had been kinda blackmailed into something else around that time.." "God, you were actually married AND pretty much straight?" I nodded. "I think that's pretty much a first for me too onscreen. Well, you're what we'd call in the industry a one scene wonder, coz there'd be no shortage of companies keen to bring you in." I blushed, "Well, I was pretty drunk & pissed last night and something happened after I left..." "And you think I"M bad? You slut!!!" "Well... I ended up being a part of a scene for VIP Crew last night. I was just going to be dancing in the background but I was pretty drunk and some poppers got passed around and I ended up getting tagteamed by a couple of guys..." I could tell Ricky seemed disappointed. "Yeah...they do that a lot....it's an easy way to get guys to do things they don't wanna do for cheap. I don't like their morals at all. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm fucking guys on camera but I wanna make sure everyone's OK with it & not doing things they didn't sign up for." It was so sweet of him, without even thinking I put his head on my shoulder as he pulled me in and he gently kissed the top of my head. "Thanks, I really did have an amazing time with you." We spent the next little while, just sitting & sharing breakfast and talking about our lives. He'd moved out of the main part of Vegas a while back so he could have a bit more land, a bigger place & privacy and get away from it all to live a more relaxed lifestyle. With so much privacy and the heat, he felt he barely needed clothes at all unless he had to go into town or if he needed to for company. I talked about my wife & kid and how it still felt like there was something missing and that what Ricky had seemed to be the ideal life. He was enjoying the solitary life but not as much as he thought he would. Before I knew it, a couple of hours had gone by with us talking about anything & everything. I'd never done that with anyone for so long, not even Clare. After my towel falling open earlier, I didn't even care about wandering around Ricky's house naked like he was even though my body wasn't a patch on his. "I probably should have a shower...I hadn't even realised! I probably stink!" "Nah...you're totally fine" Ricky laughed. "It's just down the hall like I said before. I'll clean up here & bring some towels down for you in a sec." "Oh, want me to help?" "Nah it's cool, and anyway. That means I can watch that fine ass of yours walk down the hall." As I turned around to say that he must be kidding, I could see that his eyes were directly on my ass. I could tell that he was embarrassed to be caught out and I smiled at him. I couldn't help but have butterflies, did he have feelings for me too? The water felt so good on me as the shower started, and I was so relaxed. It was the best I'd felt in so long and at least some of it had to be attributed to Ricky. The shower was so luxurious and was on the opposite side of the door and so I got a little fright when I heard Ricky say that he was putting towels next to the sink. I turned round and could see that he was trying to hide a rapidly growing erection. It was then I decided to make a life-altering decision. I moved to the side a little bit, "You know can join me in here if you want?" "You'll never know how much I was hoping you'd say that" Ricky said as he walked into the shower. He pulled me in close to him, his hands on my ass and I put my arms round him as we made out like lifelong lovers under the water. END OF CHAPTER 12

This was tweeted. I’m pretty sure it’s not the person tweeting it… can anyone identify this video…and if there’s a longer version??? [think before following links] https://twitter.com/terupincur/status/1270557921261367296?s=21

I think I was used by straight guys.... and I loved it. Last night, I was messaging with a top on Sniffies, it was an anon profile and kinda slow with replies so I didn't think anything would come of it. After it got a little later, the guy said he wanted to fuck now but I had to come to him. He was an on duty firefighter and he wanted to fuck me in a storage area at his firehouse. He told me to park a bit away and walk over. While I'm on my way, he asks if another guy can fuck me too, I say yes. I walk over, was about to give up because no response to text, then door cracks open. I go in and there's one guy, late 30s, fit, average looks, average cock, six inch cut, who I assume is the guy I was talking to. I go to suck his cock and he pushes me away. He tells me to pull down my pants, bend over a desk that's shoved in the corner and not to talk. He pulls out his cock and starts jerking to get hard. Not working so he pulls out his phone and I can hear straight porn at a very low volume. He gets hard and starts fucking me with spit only, still watching the porn on his phone. After about five minutes I hear the door open and close. Another guy comes in, older guy, mid 40s, and I hear him say "let me go first I have to go back in". He also says "Don't let him go, Al needs him too". The guy who was fucking me pulls out and the older guy moves into place. He starts slapping his dick on my ass to get hard and I can feel that his dick is a lot bigger. I take a hit of poppers and he didn't seem too happy about that... Told me no more and to make sure I took them with me. He pushed in and started pumping my ass with full long strokes. He did this for about two minutes and then shot his load with little more than a grunt. He pulled out, said see you inside to the other guy and left. The first guy, still watching the porn on his phone, slide back in. He seems to be trying but struggling to cum. After about ten minutes he finally shoots his load in me. He pulls out, pulls his pants up and tells me to stay where I am. Another guy is gonna fuck me but he doesn't like to do it with anyone else there. He leaves. About 10 minutes later this super hot latino guys comes into the room. I don't think he was straight, not sure if he was out. He was whispering dirty talk about the cum in my ass, and started eating my hole. I asked to suck his cock and he said yes. Really nice uncut cock, about 8 inches. I sucked him for a bit then he told me to turn over. I took another hit of poppers and this guy asked if he could have some. He started fucking me and it was pretty clear he was enjoying my ass a lot. He fucked for about 15 minutes, with intermittent breaks to lick up the cum he was fucking out of my ass. He cam hard, covering his face with his shirt to muzzle the noise. We got dressed, he told me to wait five minutes and then go out through the door I cam in. I said, I hope to come back again and he said, "I doubt it. They never use the same guy twice" This is defiantly one of the hottest fucks that I've had in a long time!

A lot of self-energy is released during orgasm. This is one reason most men feel tired or sleepy after the cum, and we've all noticed the change in our energy state after we ejaculate. If his dick is in you, you absorb his self-energy into yours (there can also be some of this effect with just body contact, for example, but it's not the same). There are also chemical compounds in semen that can affect mood. And then there's the psychological component, the satisfaction and even elation from the experience.

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.

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

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.

If you play raw be prepared for hiv and more have fun and in join

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is my first story. Go easy on me guys The following is pure fiction. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is an amazing coincidence. Part 1: Intro “Fuck!” Mark yelled as he put his phone down. His calls with his parents had grown less frequent the past few years, but they always seemed to find a way to piss him off. The latest way was that they wanted him to go check up on his brother Joey at college since they had found out Joey had got thrown off the wrestling team and lost his sports scholarship and wouldn’t talk to them. “We would do it ourselves, but you know how we don’t like to travel to big cities” they said. “Big city? Its a damn college town in the middle of farmland," Mark replied, thinking to himself 'It seems my brother is following in my footsteps', knowing that his brother was even more easily distracted by partying than he had been. Mark began to think about the events that had brought him from a small, rural midwest town to where he was today. It had been quite a wild ride. Mark had left his small hometown and went to college several hours away for many reasons. First was to escape his parents who were very conservative and religious and tried to control everything Mark did. Second was so he could meet other gay guys his age without trying to hide it from his family, friends and nosy townspeople. And last was because there was nothing other than small community colleges nearby and Mark wanted be able to find a good career and move to one of the coasts and enjoy city life far away from his family. After a shaky start in school from too much partying his first semester, he did well. He got good grades, met lots of people and enjoyed a very active sex life. He was a lot more reserved his senior year when his brother decided to go to the same university. His parents were relieved that they were both going to the same school so that Mark could look after his little brother during his first year, but the reality was that they saw little of each other. Mark was busy with finishing up his senior projects and some hard classes while Joey was working out and practicing with the team when he wasn’t studying. They would occasionally run into each other at parties and go home for holidays together, but other than text messages they just lived in different worlds. After graduating, Mark landed a good job at a Silicon Valley software company and moved to California, sharing an apartment with his friend Eric who had also found work out there. The two of them had become friends with benefits their junior year but they never wanted to commit to a relationship since they enjoyed fucking everyone they could. Both, however, were quite relieved to be out of the Midwest, feeling liberated on the West Coast. They frequently went to San Francisco on weekends and hit any baths, bars and sex parties they could find. They had an easy time picking up guys - Mark was tall, a six foot Midwestern white guy with dark blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, nicely toned even though he only sporadically went to the gym (and then usually just to check out the guys), a light fur covered his chest with a trail down to an impressive package - almost eight inches and thick sporting a PA that he recently upped to 0 gauge. His legs and bubble butt also had a covering of light hair. Over the last year he had been adding ink to the two tattoos that he had gotten in college. Both arms now had complete sleeves - the left continuing the tribal motif he started in college, the right being considerably darker and gothic. He was about to start on the tattoos for his back and was getting the art finalized with his tattoo artist. Being truly versatile, he could usually find sex partners almost anywhere - top, bottom or other vers guys to flip with (his favorite). Eric was equally as handsome but very different than Mark and could easily attract his share of men too. Eric came from a traditional Japanese-American family who was not pleased when he came out. He rarely talked to them and it was one thing that Mark and Eric had in common and they had become each other's family. Eric’s darker skin was devoid of any tattoos and he worked out to a strict schedule to keep his muscular five foot, nine body toned, taut and shaved, except for a neatly trimmed bush surrounding a thick 6 inch uncut cock. The only adornments were a small goatee, pierced ears and nipples, and an ever present smile. Eric considered himself to be versatile as well, but in reality he spent most of the time as a bottom. Most would consider him a power bottom - aggressive and usually in charge. That attitude continued when he topped. Whoever he fucked knew who was in control. A few months ago, Mark came down with nasty flu and was home in bed for over a week. A few friends told him to go get tested and he found out he was HIV+. Eric got tested too, but was still negative. The news didn’t really slow either of them down, they both continued to work hard and play harder but Eric was more cautious with whom he hooked up with. Some of Mark’s fuck buddies wouldn’t fuck with him any more, others insisted on condoms which Mark still refused to use. Mark did try condoms with Eric to keep their sex life going, but they both hated the feeling so sex between them stopped. Eric didn’t want to get infected and started to think about going on prep. They still did social events together, but their relationship started to drift apart. Mark did find a new group of guys to fuck that were either already poz or didn’t care. Mark kept putting off the doctor's instructions to begin meds. Several of his poz friends started letting him know where to find neg guys that wanted poz loads and he really enjoyed his new found power. The first week he bred five neg guys, all of whom announced he had come down with 'the flu', which gave Mark's confidence a boost. He no longer feared he was either never going to have sex or only get to fuck a few other poz guys. None of Mark’s family knew of his sexuality or infection and Mark was keen to keep it that way. He had heard enough from his parents preaching about “how those queers were going to rot in hell.” Mark tried to talk to his brother over the phone about his parents' concerns, but didn't get any solid answers out of his brother, so Mark concluded he would need to meet with his brother in person if he was to get a handle on what was going on. He really cared about his brother Joey and wanted to make sure he was able to graduate and escape like he had. Mark talked to his boss and was able to get a few days off a couple weeks later, so when he got home from work he sat down at the computer and hit all the travel websites and found what he needed - air tickets for going Thursday and coming back Monday and a rental car. He originally thought it would be better to stay at his brother’s apartment, but the more the thought about it a hotel room would make it a lot easier to hookup if he had time. After hunting around for a couple hours, he found a place that wasn’t a dive and didn’t cost a fortune. The hotel had outside door access and remembered going to a few sex parties there when he was in school. Everything was set. He would have to work hard the next two weeks since he might have a few days off, but the deadlines were still the same. He closed the laptop and got up and got ready for bed. Naked, he slipped into the bed with Eric and they kissed each other just like countless other nights before Eric pulled away and told Mark “We need to talk.” Mark’s heart sank at the sound of Eric’s words. Thoughts flashed through his mind, but the one that stuck was that he was about to get dumped. Looking at Eric he knew something was wrong because Eric's smile was gone and he looked very serious. “I know things have been pretty awkward between us since you found out you are poz” Eric said. “I want you to know that I still love you.” Mark’s heart sank even lower. He started to speak but Eric cut him off before he got the first word out of his mouth. “Let me finish” Eric continued. “I’ve decided that I don’t want to go on PrEP, Mark. It just isn’t me. I want our relationship to be like it used to be. Passionate. Sensual. Wild.” He waited a moment and took a deep breath. “I want you to poz me Mark. Share with me your virus like we used to share everything else. I want a part of you to be with me forever.” Tears ran down Mark’s face as he heard Eric talk. He wasn’t sure he heard it all correctly, since he just relieved with the fact that Eric wasn’t dumping him. “Are you sure?” Mark said after a long pause. “You really want me to infect you?” Eric’s smile came back as he wiped the tears off Mark’s cheek. “Yeah I do. I’ve thought about it a lot and realized I was jealous of those guys you have pozzed. I want to share our life together as a poz couple” Eric replied. Kissing Mark passionately and aggressively, Eric stroked Mark’s cock. Breaking the kiss he continued “And I want you to start now. Breed my fuckhole full of your toxic seed. Make me the poz pig you know I can be." “Oh fuck yeah” was all that Mark could say as his mind raced. Since the moment he found out he was poz he had wanted to bring Eric into the poz brotherhood but knew it had to be Eric's choice. He had almost given up hope that Eric would change his mind, but now it was happening. As months of pent up lust took over his body, Mark grabbed Eric’s head and forced it down on his hardening cock. Eric greedily sucked down Marks shaft, feeling the new larger piercing push into his throat. Eric always prided himself on having almost no gag reflex but this was the first time with Mark’s larger piercing and it was noticeably bigger. His throat covered Mark’s cock with slime as his tongue flicked and probed around the cock. Eric was eager to feel Mark’s cock back inside his ass after such a long time. He really missed their almost daily fuck sessions that they had done since their college days. Wrapping his hand around Mark’s balls, he tugged a bit, something he knew Mark loved. He felt the big balls with his fingers knowing that their poisonous contents would soon be deep inside him. The thought sent waves of excitement through his body. With his other hand, Eric stroked his cock which was now harder than he ever remembered it being. Leaking his neg precum onto the bed Eric bobbed on Mark’s cock, occasionally pulling off and grabbing the piercing with his teeth and shaking his head driving Mark crazy. Finally Eric couldn’t wait any longer and climbed up on top of Mark and positioned Mark’s poz cock at his ass ring. Feeling the steel on his hole for the first time in months, he grinned and remembered how good Mark’s cock always felt inside him. Mark looked up at Eric as their eyes locked. “Are you sure about this Eric? You can stop if you want to” Mark said softly. Eric just breathed deep, letting his hole relax a bit and shoved down as hard as he could onto Mark’s rigid cock. The pain was intense and he let out a scream, but it was what Eric wanted. He wanted to make sure that his fuck hole would have lots of small tears so that the virus could quickly enter his body. In some ways he wanted to make sure that it was the first fuck that infected him, but he wanted to take Mark’s charged load every day until he knew that he was no longer neg. After pausing a few seconds with Mark’s cock balls deep inside, Eric begin to ride Marks cock like he had hundreds of times before. He moved with hard, long strokes bouncing off Mark’s body. The look of pure lust came over both of them as the sounds of grunts and their bodies slapping together filled the room. After twenty minutes of Eric riding Mark’s cock, Mark bucked Eric off, pushing him on to his back. Grabbing his legs, Mark lined his cock up to Eric’s swollen hole. Looking down he saw a few red streaks on his cock and he looked straight at Eric and said “You are so fucking ready to get knocked up. My precum has been soaking into your wrecked hole and now its time for you to get bred." Without any hesitation Eric replied “Fuckin’ do it. Poz me up.” With that, Mark shoved his cock back into Eric’s hole, making sure to go at an angle and dig his cock into the walls of Eric’s chute. As if possessed, Mark started to pound Eric rougher than he ever had. He used all of the tricks he learned from the past few months of breeding several bug chasers he had fucked and converted. The bed was rocking from the force of Mark’s thrusts. Both of them were moaning and grunting in the sheer ecstasy of the moment. Sweat was dripping off his body onto Eric’s own sweaty body. At one point, Mark flipped Eric onto his stomach and then pulled him up onto all fours. Standing up, he shoved in three fingers into Eric’s gaping hole and roughly twisted them, scratching with his fingernails as he turned his wrist back and forth. Eric whimpered at the pain from Mark’s preparation. Mark quickly replaced his fingers with his throbbing cock. He knew he was close to shooting his poz seed into his boyfriend. Leaning forward Mark’s head was next to Eric’s ear. Eric could feel the heavy breaths on his neck as Mark feverishly thrust his cock in and out of Eric’s ravaged hole. Their bodies slammed together over and over until Mark drove his cock in deep and held it there whispering “I love you” into Eric’s ear as his cock erupted. Spurt after spurt of toxic cum pumped into Eric’s gut. Mark just moaned as the cum kept shooting. He couldn’t remember ever shooting that much cum before. Marks body was pressed on Eric’s back while his cock unloaded the virus laden cum deep inside. As the pulses of cum subsided, Mark slowly started to thrust back in and out, pushing the cum around and deeper into Eric. A few minutes later his cock started to soften and Mark slowly pulled out telling Eric “Stay right there.” Mark jumped off the bed and went to the toy drawer in the dresser and pulled out a steel butt plug. Jumping back on the bed, he pressed the cold steel to Eric’s puffy hole and pushed it in until he felt the familiar pop as Eric’s hole sucked the plug the rest of the way in. Moving around to the side of the bed, he fed his dripping cock to Eric who quickly licked and sucked it clean. Once he had finished, Mark laid down in the bed, covered in sweat, cum and spit. Eric curled up next to him and kissed him one more time whispering “Thank you” as they both quickly fell asleep.

I can't recommend Basement studios enough. It's the perfect blend between clothing optional resort with a great pool and a great bar with drinks, food, socializing and BB fucking in the multiple cruise areas adjacent to the pool. Place is right next to Yumbo and they have daily passes for a decent fee (10 euro with drink or so), also lockers so you can go bare. Obviously completely different vibe than all the darkrooms in Yumbo but completely worth checking out, this is an afternoon place. Went there first day just to chill in the pool downing some vodkas under the sun (which was already a phenomenal vibe with all the naked men sighting) but still ended being reared raw in the sling by a bunch of hot big dicked men!

I do agree, I love a top that is into primal breeding, like animal sex, ever seen vids of a horse being bred by a stud.....fucking hot how they mount and breed!

With you there... I went to a school that was fairly strict about uniform and sports kit (which was part of the uniform). I used to be a regularly forget items of my kit so I had to borrow items from friends or the lost property box. Borrowing from a friend was best if someone had PT or Rugby in the morning and you had it in the afternoon. Sometimes taking it home that night and giving it back the next day. I think this is why I am so sensitive to male pheromones.

Thanks for your appraisal @rawfuckr I've always loved Gran Canaria and been many times over the years. Strangely I've never been to Basement Studios which I intend to rectify this trip. 7 sleeps to go before I arrive - lol I'm like a kid waiting for Christmas! Not sure about stockings but certainly looking to get my ass filled !!!!

Short guys show up in these stories 😛 Surprise! Imagine dark bearded Italian doctor standing 5'6" He invited me over despite his host being down the hall -- he was visiting from Italy. His cock made tears stream down my eyes and snot leak out of my nose. My face must have looked awful! Never had such a fat & long cock so deep down my throat. It looked like a 3rd leg on such a short guy. Never tasted his cum. That's how far down my throat his cock was. Direct injection to my stomach. Felt heavy pulses though. Craziest part: I saw this Italian monster WITH my own doctor out in town! Faked an innocent hello. Evidently they knew each other. Small world!

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.

So amazing to watch the cock and balls alone pump the seed in, no need for further fucking. Totally hot!

With a sales clerk who has a 10" poz cock, there's no need for discounted or sale prices to draw customers into the store...😉

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 was in your same position several yrs ago when I first had bareback sex. One of my regulars told me get him pregnant and begged for my load. As soon as I slid inside him raw I never looked back. It's something primal within me that I must mark a bottom with my load I came to accept it. STD's are unfortunate and I try to resist the urge to fuck raw when I go to bathhouses or sex clubs but once I see that one ass that is popped up on the fuck bench or bent over in a dark room I split it open and slide in I can no longer think rational. My brain is just telling me mark this bottom and make em hold your load. Once I breed I feel so complete and I can think clear again. It's a never ending cycle for me.

wow, he takes it like a champ!

Bottom here also. I love eating arse/Ass. Seriously, I have been complimented on how good I am with tongue. Love " straight guys" who object, but then I talk them into it and then they love it and beg for more, most have never had it done.

Whore 2 I hesitated for a minute...a black curtain obscured my view of the room. “Fuck it,” I thought and followed through. My eyes grew in surprise, it was an entire showroom of fetish ware, not the basics of the front room I had just exited. I walked around examining the cold metal cages, feeling the subtle leather of the slings and other items. There were shelves of various size toys... metal and silicone plugs, dildos and other things to fill a hungry cunt. The gear... harnesses, chaps and jocks lined an entire wall in leather and rubber. Wandering around, I examined the items... sometimes picking up an item that intrigued me. “Like what you see?” the boy grinned seeing me taking it all in. He stood behind the circular counter of glass cases full of cock rings, tit clamps, body jewelry and other items in the middle of the room. Seeing him pulling a glass pipe out of a drawer, I worked my way over and watched him light it... the wisps drifting into the air mixing with the smell of leather and rubber of the room. Walking around the counter, he blew the white cloud into my mouth then kissed me. It was all that was necessary. He smiled and took hold of me kissing me roughly. Forcing his tongue in and around my mouth, he slipped a hand into the back of my jeans and underneath the waist of my jock. His fingers began to probe my cunt and I let out a sharp hiss. “Yeah fucker,” he growled, “I’ve heard about that hungry cunt.” I should have stopped, but the chems had taken over... I missed the reference. Breaking the kiss, he rapidly undid my jeans and pushed them to my ankles. “Aww fuck!” he groaned, making his way down to my now bulging ripe jock and he fell to his knees. Leaning his head against my abs and inhaling the two-week stale stench of piss and sweat emanating from the stained pouch, his mouth gripped the mesh. Quickly, he worked my sneakers and jeans off as tossed my tshirt to the side. “Aww man, suck my cock,” I grunted, feeling the kneeling boy’s rough hands rubbing against my smooth tensed thighs. Releasing my cock from its mesh confines with his tongue, he devoured every inch of my swollen cock with his hungry mouth. I attempted to steady myself by grabbing his head. Fuck... I had never had a blowjob like this one! My senses went into overdrive with lust at the sight of the muscular boy taking my entire cock, his back arched exposing his metal plugged cunt. I rapidly face-fucked the boy, enjoying the suction of his mouth until I couldn’t hold back. Feeling my balls release an explosion of cum into the still sucking mouth, my hands slipped off the sweat slicked skin of his skull and fell to my knees gasping for air. Grabbing me by the shoulders, my talented cocksucker leaned towards me, revealing the huge load of cum I had just erupted. “Feed fucker,” he grinned, slowing releasing the milky prize into my mouth. Hungrily, I immediately opened my throat allowing the warm cum to slide across my tongue and down my throat. “Relax,” he said soothingly at my labored breathing and inhaled some of my cum scented breath deeply into his lungs. “Stay right there, I gotta do my job now,” he ordered, his hands holding my rising and falling pecs. He rose, walked behind the counter, grabbed a black duffle bag and returned. Placing it beside me, he reached down, retrieving something... a leather harness. Taking hold of the harness, he dropped it over my shoulders and began buckling the straps tightly around my pecs pushing them up and forward. He again kneeled in front of me and placed his hands on my shoulders. My now relaxed body took in the scent of black hide as he tightly fitted a soft leather armband to my right bicep. Nodding, he lightly brushed my tits with his fingertips causing them to harden and my breathing quickened again at the manipulation. Next, he grabbed a pair of restraints and securely locked them on my wrists. Satisfied, he dug through the remaining contents of the duffle bag, seemingly trying to decide on the next item. Pulling out a black leather jockstrap, he smiled and removed the codpiece revealing a hidden cock ring. “Try it on,” he encouraged or was it an order? At this point I didn’t know or in fact care. I eagerly grabbed it and stood. Stepping into the legs, I moaned feeling the leather waistband slide against my smooth thighs. “Here, let me help,” boy said, scrambling on his knees, working the waistband over my ass while grabbing my cock and ball sac. Trying not to get hard, I took deep breaths while he worked them through the metal ring. Adjusting them with one hand, he grabbed the codpiece and secured it in place before my increasing size would prevent it. Returning to the bag, he pulled out a pair of polished black leather boots, placed them before me and quickly scrambled to bring me a stool. Sitting down on the stool, I pulled the boots over my feet while it never occurred that they were a perfect fit. My hands moved to the right boot but his hands brushed mine aside and meticulously laced them as his back arched in an act of submission. Not able to resist any longer, he ran his tongue along the toe cap of the boot... licking and tasting the polished leather. I sat back, crossed my arms and watched the incredible sight of the boot-worshipping sub at my feet. Feeling encouraged by his servicing, I lifted my boot and presented the sole to see how far he would take this. I wasn’t disappointed... his tongue began to lovingly move in long strokes up and down the sole... heel to toe. I then lifted the left boot and grunted for him to repeat the ritual until I determined he was done. Standing, I brushed him aside and walked to the mirrored wall, the creaking leather of the unbroken in boots accentuating every step. “Shit yeah!” I gasped, seeing myself in leather gear for the first time as I held what I later learned was a slave harness in my hands highlighting my muscled pecs. My eyes moved down my hard abs and took in the massive bulge of the leather jock, no doubt enhanced by the hidden cock ring. “Fucking beautiful, but we’re not done,” boy whispered in my ear and guided me towards the counter. Grabbing the repacked pipe and torch, he handed it to me. “Gotta find the perfect one. But before that...” Taking hold of them, I held them in my hands... my eyes moved to the locked restraints but all I could concentrate on was the desire for the chems. I took a couple of hits, savoring the sensations flooding me and eyeing the boy that had just submitted to me after gearing me up. With a wicked smile, he opened and selected a three-inch wide slave collar and placed it on the glass countertop. Not understanding, I took a step back and exhaled a large cloud. Holding it up, he silently motioned me to approached the counter and I unconsciously obeyed all the while looking directly into his now menacing eyes. Placing my hands on the counter, he motioned me to bend forward and proceeded to buckle the collar around my neck. I trembled as I stood straight up, feeling the smooth black leather around my neck. “That’s the one,” he grunted, seeing the posture the width of the collar produced. “How’s that feel?” “I don’t understand,” I tentative said with a slight quiver in my voice, the combination of the chems and leather transformation exciting me. “You will,” boy cryptically answered, stepping around and placing a hand on my shoulder and placing the lit pipe to my lips. Hungrily, I inhaled, filling my lungs with the clouds I was beginning to crave. “It’s all for you,” he said mockingly as he slowly circled me. Not noticing boy’s movements, I continued concentrating on the rush the clouds were filling my body with until I felt a coldness at my cunt and I tensed. Slowly, his fingers roughly massaged my cunt lips until they opened up, allowing a lube slick finger to enter causing my innards to burn. At this point, I didn’t care... all I wanted was to be lost in the clouds and I closed my eyes and bent forward on the counter, allowing total access to my cunt. The invasion of my cunt went on with an additional digit... “Fucking insatiable,” he laughed, reaching over and grabbing a metal plug from the case and placed it directly in front of me. The sound of the metal clanging on the countertop directly in front of me brought me out of my trance. My eyes widened at the sight of the huge aluminum butt plug. “Go on, pick it up, whore,” he ordered... his hand still working my cunt, any semblance of submission to me now gone. I picked up the cold heavy plug with both hands, my elbows resting on the case. It must have been about 5 ½" in circumference at its widest point and weighed about 10oz. There was a metal tubing connecting the plug to the base, allowing the wearer to use it... I assumed... for extended periods of time. “Your Daddy decided on the large one, whore,” he grunted, inserting a third lubed finger inside me. I shook my head, not believing I would be able to take it. My cunt instinctively clenched around the slick fingers now manipulating the walls of my cunt, creating a carnal desire directly contradicting my hesitation. Grabbing the plug from my hands with his left hand, he slid his slick hand from my cunt directly in my mouth. “That’s a good whore, fucking taste your cunt juices... clean it up,” he ordered. The chem-fuel lust took over and I hungrily fed on the slime covered fingers, knowing that I was tasting my cunt. Shaking his head in amazement at the level of depravity I was exhibiting, he placed the plug against my now quivering cunt lips... surprised at the eagerness to accept anything it was offered. The he started to work the tip of the metal plug into my cunt. “SHIT! FUCK!” the garbled yell escaped through his fingers. I felt myself being split wide open as the tip advanced and my cunt lips slid over the expansive girth of the metal plug. Feeling the pressure increase, my breathing grew ragged. “Fucking deep breaths,” he ordered, trying to prevent me from hyperventilating. “I don’t want you passing out, you’re supposed to feel this.” He continued with no relief until, finally, my cunt relaxed. With a final thrust, my cunt lips slid over the length of the plug and collapsed on the rubber tubing, securely holding it in place. An incredible sensation shot through my cunt with the fullness and heft of the plug filling me. My cunt gripped it tightly and began to spasm around the invader until I surrendered to the most intense anal orgasm I had ever experienced. When it was finally over, I fell on the counter exhausted. Seeing my reaction, he smiled and kissed me on the cheek... his hands sliding down and playfully flicking the metal base of my cunt plug causing me to moan in delight as he licked his full lips. I hesitantly turned to look at him. “We haven’t been properly introduced whore... name’s Colin, but you they call me boy,” he laughed still working my plug. Seeing his sparkling blue eyes, I gathered the courage, met his lips and our mouths locked. Our tongues invaded each other’s mouth in lust, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. Continuing to suck each other’s tongues, my hands worked over his muscled pecs and worked his tit rings. “Fuck yeah, whore... work em!” he yelled. Moving down his waist, I grabbed boy’s ass cheeks and spread them and began to explore the matching plug sealed in his cunt. “Fuck!” he gasped into my mouth, feeling the rapid movement of my fingers thumping against the warm metal base. “Good, you’re finally prepared,” came the unexpected voice of my Daddy. Quickly turning in the voice’s direction, I quickly released boy and stood in disbelief of the man in front of me. How long had he been standing there? Was he here the whole time? Then it hit me, he had planned this for all along... I was the package to be picked up. Daddy wore a thick leather top harness across his broad muscled chest with a leather arm band accentuating his pumped-up left bicep. My eyes moved down his muscled abs to his cocooned leather bulge... the leather so subtle I could see the thick bulbous head of his uncut cock perfectly outlined. His booted legs were encased in a pair of skin-tight polished chaps that accentuated every muscle. “Go on whore, your Daddy’s waiting,” boy growled. “Boy, you have your orders,” Daddy snapped and boy quickly left. I momentarily stood there, my dilated eyes taking in the sight of my Daddy...never realizing this side of him. He definitely was the dominant one in our arrangement, but this was something else. Slowly, the astonishment subsided and the chems overtook me again. Working my way over to Daddy, all our past sessions filled my mind and I realized that I had surrendered myself to him that first night. I reached him and immediately knelt and kept my eyes lowered. “So... whore,” Daddy laughed as he held my collar tightly, “I’ve been fucking waiting for this since I first hired you. I knew right then and there what I wanted.” My eyes still lowered and no longer caring, I moaned. “Please Daddy.” Reaching down and lifting my chin, Daddy laughed, “Once you do this whore, you are mine." Slowly looking up into his green eyes, I nodded and mouthed, “Yes,” and sealed my fate. Licking my lips, I slid my mouth over the leather pouch holding the cock that I now served and began to worship my Daddy’s growing mound. Reaching up to release my prize, he growled, “No hands whore.” The mixture of sweat, cum and leather on the pouch permeated my taste buds and my determination to service cock increased. Working my way to the side, the scent of testosterone and musk invaded my nostrils and I gripped the leather pouch and released my Daddy’s cock. Sliding my mouth over the head of his massive cock, I expertly moved to take it down to the root. “Good whore,” Daddy grunted, feeling my throat surround the shaft as it rested on my tongue. Breathing through my nose, I stroked the underside and slowly began to fuck my face on his cock... all the while he held my chin and stared directly into my eyes. Feeling a stream of pre-cum from his cock, I continued to work my mouth with a lust and drug fueled frenzy for the cum within. I wanted this, I needed it. Feeling Daddy’s cock stiffen, his hands tightened on my face and pulled me completely down the shaft... my lips smashed against his groin. I couldn’t breathe... I began to panic as I felt his cock convulse and release a torrent of cum in the back of my mouth and filling my throat. Swallowing the viscous cum quickly, Daddy yelled at me to breathe through my nose while he held his cock down my throat. His hands started stroking my face and I finally relaxed and I was able to breathe again. “Good whore,” he complimented me as he rested his cock head on my tongue and a stream of liquid burst from the wide slit. “Drink whore!” Daddy commanded as he watched the surprise on my face and again held my head tightly. Tasting the acrid piss, I began to frantically gulp it down to avoid drowning... it seemed to go on forever. Feeling the flow lessen, I thought it would soon subside, but then he gripped my nose with his fingers and shoved his cock back into my mouth and down my throat. “All of it whore!” he ordered, forcing my head back to see my wide-open eyes. Then satisfied, he slowly released his hold on me and withdrew his cock. “Good whore,” he sneered, slapping my cheek hard. I fell back on the floor from the impact of the slap... my body shivering from the treatment I had just received. Part of me wanted to run... but the sweaty chemmed whore in me sat there. I couldn’t leave... in fact, I didn’t want to. Watching my Daddy walk away, I began to whimper... the feeling of abandonment overcoming me. He continued on, never looking back, and stopped at one of the shelves and easily pushed it aside revealing yet another room. He stood there at the doorway and smiled. "Follow me whore, but stay on all fours." Groaning, I wiped he remnants of piss from my chin with my hand and instinctively licked it clean and crawled towards my Daddy...

I decided not having bareback sex often, occasionally using condoms, and regular testing worked for my needs. The strategy takes a lot of planning and consideration. I acknowledge it only works because nearly all my bareback partners are on PrEP. At the moment I'm transitioning away from bareback so I have no plans to go on PrEP.

Part 2 It was another lovey day and I spent the whole day out walking again. I kept thinking about what a hot night it had been! It was another hot day so I spent most of it walking with my top off, as did the other hot guys I passed every now and then on the paths. I was so horny by the time I got back to the campsite at about 7pm. As I unzipped my tent I noticed a note had been slipped under the door flap. It read "Hey sexy! Loved breeding that hot hole of yours last night. Been telling my mates about it all day and they all want to know what the fuss is about. Make sure your ready to be used once the sun goes down. P.S. Don't wash, we like our cumdumps nice and sweaty". I was instantly hard and I couldn't wait for the sun to set! As the sun went down I laid my sleeping bag out, got naked and lay there in the warm summer air waiting. My heart was pounding and I was hard and dripping precum in anticipation of the fucking I was going to get. After waiting about half an hour I heard rustling outside and then the zip started to move. Before he got inside I was able to glimpse his body in the light of the moon for a moment. He was a slim, white guy with very little body hair and was just wearing boxers. His was already hard and the outline looked about 7inches long but not too thick. Once he crawled into the tent and zipped the door behind him it was completely dark again and I couldn't see a thing. "Get on all 4s and let me get a taste of this amazing arse of yours then" he said. I did as I was told and he was tonguing my hole in a matter of seconds! He started by lapping at it and stopped after a short while to say "you still taste of cum, you little slut!". Then he started to spitting big wads on my hole and fucking it in with his tongue. I was loving it! It wasn't long before he stopped rimming and I felt him press his bell-end against my hole. He was really slow and gentle to start, just pushing a few centimeters in and then pulling out. With each thrust he went a little bit deeper, until eventually I could feel his balls resting against my taint. Then he pulled almost all the way out and then back in, balls deep and let out a low groan. It felt incredible and rather than wait for him to go again, I started rocking backwards and forwards, fucking myself on his long dick. He loved this and grabbed hold of my hips, guiding me back and forwards, up and down his shaft. After a while he took control again and started fucking me faster, until he rammed in me and I felt him spasm as he shot his load in my guts! After a couple of convulsions he pulled out and I turned round quickly so as not to miss the opportunity to suck his cock clean! He tasted amazing, all cum and ass juices! Once he was clean, he gave me a quick spank on the arse and pulled his pants on, before leaving the tent. It was a minute or so before the next guy came by. He was an Indian guy, furry all over and already completely naked with a short but thick uncut dick sticking straight out in front of him. He told me he wanted me to ride him, so he lay down and I straddled him. I was pretty loose and lubed up with the first guys cum so I slid down onto his cock pretty easily. I thought he was going to want me to take control but he started going at my arse like a jack rabbit! I held onto his chest hair to keep from falling off him and he gave me a really hard pounding. He was pretty quick to cum, but he didn't even stop fucking, not until he'd pumped his second load into me. He told me to climb off him and lay on my back so he could finger fuck me with the three loads now sloshing about in my hole. When he was done he pulled his fingers out and made me lick them clean. I felt like such a slut, holding his wrist so he couldn't pull away and sucking on his fingers like I was a nursing baby! After he left me, I fingered myself for a minute whilst I waited for his friend. Their cum tasted amazing! As the third guy came in he said with a big grin "hey! I hope you're not eating all my lube!". I have him a cheeky grin and offered him my fingers to lick, which he did. "Fucking yum!" he said. He wasted no time pushing my legs back against my chest and lining up his rock hard cock against my hole. They guy was really well built and really hair and his cock was about 8 inches and really thick. Even though I had been well opened up by the first two guys, he had to tell me to breath and relax so I could take him. Once he'd eased his way in though and kept still for a minute I gave him a nod and he started to fuck my cummy hole. I could feel the previous loads escaping past his dick and dripping down my ass crack onto my sleeping bag. He got a rhythm going and fucked me for ages before planting his seed deep inside me. Before he left the tent he let me suck his now soft cock clean of cum and whispered "Steve was right, you're a great little slut!". I was starting to feel sore but I desperately wanted more cum in my arse! Within seconds there was another man in my tent. "on your belly whore" he said and I did as I was told. I didn't really see him at all and he wasted no time stuffing his hard dick in my sloppy hole. I knew as soon as it started that this wasn't going to be a long fuck. He pinned my arms to the ground and fucked me really hard and fast! I was struggling to take it and although I was trying really hard to be quiet so as not to wake any of the other tents I couldn't help moaning each time he piled into me. As I thought, it didn't take long for him to unload in me and he was gone without a word. I lay there, a bit in shock for a few minutes before I heard a familiar voice. It was the guy from last night, who'd I'd just learnt was called Steve. "God, they've made a right mess of you, haven't they!" he said with a chuckle. "Lie on your back and pull your legs back so I can get a good view of your cumdump hole". I did as I was told and showed off my battered boy pussy. He wasted no time getting his tongue in there! It felt so nice, especially after the pounding I had just taken. He was really gentle with his tongue. "Push some out for me" he said, as he stuck his tongue out ready to catch it. I farted out a nice big load of mixed up cum onto his waiting tongue. He crawled up next me and kissed me with it. We passed it backwards and forwards for a while and he told me to lie on my side again, just like I had the night before. He pushed his big fat cock inside me and fucked my slowly and gently. I think the feel of all of his mates' loads lubing my hole was too much, 'cause he came within minutes. He stayed inside me and cuddled me as we fell asleep. I woke up alone again in the morning to my tent stinking of cum! I was knackered and my whole was ruined but I felt amazing!

Chapter 6. On the drive to the sex club, Sam kept working my boy’s cummy hole with his buttplug. We parked and pulled his shorts up, an obscene stain of wet seed oozing out around the plug. We went in the backdoor of a bar and down a steep flight of steps. Sam said to me, ‘I figured he’d like it anonymous, knowing how he feels about blindfolds and strangers’ cum.’ There was an attendant there checking names off a list. Sam confirmed that the cops had reserved a spot for my boy to take ten loads. They’d set up an ad with pics and told multiple men that they should save their loads for the guy in the red jockstrap. Sam led us down a dark hallway to a room with wooden partitions, waist high shelves and circular openings. He told me to wait there and took my boy around a corner. My boy’s legs came through the opening as he shimmied towards the opening, leaving his jockstrapped ass cheeks right at the edge and his legs hanging there. Sam strapped him into place on their side of the wall. I could hear Sam kissing my boy through the wall as I worked that buttplug in and out. I noticed a marker hanging on a cord right by my boy’s ass and shuddered when I realized guys might use it to tally up his load count. Sam appeared and I helped him hoist my boy’s legs into place, exposing his hungry hole. Sam pulled the plug out and pushed my face into the sloppy spillage oozing out. Several POZ loads mixed with ass juice. It tasted delicious. As I feasted on his ruined pussy, Sam smeared some seed on his fingers and forced them into my ass crack. I moaned as Sam tapped my shoulder, and I noticed several men milling about in the darkness. Sam took the cummy buttplug and lined it up with my ass. Already lubed with frothy cum, it slipped in, my boy’s assjuice and cum lube seeping into my own guts. One after another, the men walked up to my boy, worked their hands and cocks into him, leaving him more gaped and more cum-filled than he’d ever been, the whole while Sam teased my ass with that cummy plug. Ten men did indeed breed him that night, and Sam assured me that they were all toxic. He hung around and took photos of the raw dicks sliding into my boy’s greedy pussy. After every other guy, I lapped up what was pouring out of my boy’s ruined cunt. Man #1 – Short and just-this-side of heavy, olive skin, short fat uncut cock with hairy balls. Came deep inside as I massaged his furry sack. He left the first tick mark on my boy’s ass. Man #2 & 3 – They seemed like a couple, one older, one younger. The older guy was nearly bald, saggy pecs and butt, but a big, long slender dick. His partner slid into his ass while the older man rocked back and forth. He pulled out to shoot on my boy’s ass. It was runny and wet. The younger guy smeared his partner’s cum onto his dick and fucked it into my boy. Two more ticks. Man #4 – A really worked out guy with pumped up muscles, sweaty from head to toe. His dick was pretty small and spongey soft. With my boy’s hole so opened up, he mashed it into the cummy mess and my boy’s hole just engulfed it. He had a big biohazard tattoo between his shoulder blades. I was actively helping a man with a biohazard tattoo raw fuck my boy. He held still while my boy ground his ass onto it and then leaked his load out. Another tick mark. Man #5 – He was beefy, maybe mid-40s, shaved head, wearing a harness. Sam kissed him and guided his dick into my boy. He held the man’s harness and rammed him back and forth into my boy. As he filled my boy up, Sam kissed him hard, then whispered to me, ‘this is the cock that converted me. He’s still unmedicated…’ He was so sexy. As he made a stroke mark on my boy’s ass, bringing the load count to five, ‘Sam tells me you’re getting you boy POZ fucked and stretched out.’ I nodded. ‘Bring him over to my play den sometime. I’ll really stretch him out for you.’ I nodded, hoping Sam would make those arrangements. He added, ‘Your ass is begging for toxic seed too. When can I breed you?’ Sam told him we were still working up to that. Man #6 – Maybe a skater, slender tall guy with tight jeans. He shuffled them down just far enough to slide into my boy’s ass. When he finished, he pulled back. His whole crotch was soaked with seed. I only noticed the scorpion tattoo near his pubes as he started to pull his pants up. He made a new tick for my boy’s sixth load. Man #7 and #8 – The cops showed up, but they’d already bred my boy tonight, so they don’t count, even though they did slide in again, stirring up and churning all of that seed in my boy. They had brought along two friends. These guys were big and covered in tattoos. Sam told me later that they were on parole and the cops kept a close eye on them. They each filled my boy to the brim and each left a tick mark. The cops hung around, lapping at my boy’s pussy then tonguing my hole, lubing my plug up with strangers’ cum. Man #9 – A guy in his 20s, maybe still in college. He looked pretty geeky with floppy hair and glasses, but between his legs, he sported a huge cock. With my boy so stretched it, it slid right in. The guy smiled at me and brought my hands to his dangling low-hanging balls. The guy told me to put them in. I didn’t understand what he was asking, then realized he wanted me to put both his balls inside my boy. That was hot. With both his balls in my boy’s puffy cunt, the guy hammered away and lost his load. He hefted his balls out then wrapped his cock with his hand and put them both inside. He left another tick mark, pulled out with a torrent of seed, and walked away. Man #10 – This guy was hot, sunken cheeks. Big hairy saggy ass. He smiled at Sam, then looked at me. ‘Did you hear this pig’s story? Got himself a boyfriend. The boyfriend helped him become a real slut, even taking POZ loads. So nasty. Sounds like that boyfriend deserves to be filled with POZ cum too!’ My dick drooled at the thought. The man grunted and came deep inside my boy, leaving his load and a tenth tick mark. With ten loads churning in his hole, Sam helped me unlatch my boy’s legs. He suggested I offer the buttplug to my boy. I had forgotten it was even in me, alongside many POZ loads. I pulled it out and eased it into my boy. Sam went around and helped pull my boy back through the hole. I heard them kissing and whispering, something like, ‘Yeah, it’s time…’ The three of us kissed when they reappeared around the corner. Sam led us to a dark room with a double height fuckbench in the middle. Sam guided me to the lower level and had me lay on my shoulder with my ass up, exposing my stretched-out hole. Having been plugged all evening, I felt the cool air inside my own cunt. Sam helped my boy to the upper level, squatting over my open hole. Sam pulled the plug out of his pussy, and my boy released over ten toxic loads in a gush, directly into my own hungry ass. With my own hole fully loaded, Sam worked the plug into my ass and then produced an even bigger one and rammed it inside my boy. ‘There you go, boys. Now, both of you are filled with POZ cum. This is what you both wanted, yeah?’ Sam drove my car back to our place and spent the night. In fact, he spent the next several nights. He now comes by whenever he wants to. With both of our holes ready to accept all cummers, Sam regularly breeds both of us and often brings his friends. I love when a stranger lays down, my boy squatted over his cock, and I get to insert it right into his ruined hole. We still keep a jar of gloryhole seed; it makes the best lube. When I’m harvesting cum, I sometimes let guys cum inside me so I can squeeze it into the jar while my boy watches. I’m glad I was able to open my boy up to his darker fantasies, and that we now share them. The End.

Need I say more. 😈

Part 7 It didn't take Paul very long to get to my place. As soon as I opened the door he gave me a high 5. "Another piece of trash to add to your list eh?" He said, entering my apartment. "Can't wait to see the fucker!" We went directly into the bed room where TJ was still splayed out giving a perfect view of his just raped ass. The hairs around his butthole were matted down from lube and fuck juice, and a small bit of pinkish cum dribbled out of his hole. "God damn that's hot!" Said Paul as he stripped of his clothes. "Look at that fucking pretty hole." TJ just laid there and softly moaned as Paul crawled between his legs. "Pease, no more." He quietly begged. I approached TJ's head and showed him another loaded rig. He just looked up at me with glazed over eyes. "Do you want more of this?" I asked him. And the greedy little meth whore inside of him respond, "Yes please." I smiled knowing I had almost totally broken this straight boy. "Then let my friend fuck you and it's all yours." I said as I dangled it in front of him. "All you have to do is ask him to fuck you. Ask him to fuck you, and when he's done, you'll get your reward." I could see that in TJ's fucked up head he was still fighting with his instincts as a straight boy to not give in. But I knew the meth whore inside of him would win over. I continued to dangle the rig in front of his face. "Come on, say it." I urged him on. "Ask him to fuck you. You've already taken one cock, and his is smaller. Do it!" I ordered him. TJ stared at the rig in front of his face. Finally, his mouth formed the words I wanted to hear. "Please fuck me." He said quietly. "What was that? I couldn't hear you." I retorted. "Please fuck me!" He said louder, with a certain desperation in his voice. That was all Paul needed to hear. He slid his 7 inches into the bound teenager beneath him. TJ let out a loud groan and his eyes rolled back in his head as Paul bottomed out in him. "Oh man that's nice!" Exclaimed Paul. "So tight and wet! Such a nice fucking pussy!" I sat back as I watched Paul fuck the piece of trash beneath him. The piece of trash that had just traded his ass for drugs. He slid his cock all the way out, then all the way back in. TJ grunted and moaned in pleasure as he took his second cock, giving in to his inner whore. Paul started to really pound TJ hard, slamming his hips into the skinny, hairy ass beneath him. I knew he was close to cumming and soon, he buried himself as he trembled and shook, and I knew he was pumping TJ full with another dirty load. TJ moaned as his guts were filled. Paul pulled out and wiped his slimy cock on TJ's hairy buttcrack before he rolled over in satisfaction. I examined TJ's hole and saw more light pink cum dripping out of it. I grabbed a pipe and sat on the bed next to Paul and got it rolling. We passed it back and forth while TJ turned his head to us and softly whined. I knew he wanted the pipe, but he wasn't getting it. When we finished, I picked up the rig and said to TJ, "Is this what you want? Do you want this now?" "Yes please!" He begged. "Can I please have it now?" "Yes you may." I said as I undid him from the chains. I rolled him over and Paul tied off his arm. Then, I took TJ's legs and placed them over my shoulders, lining up my cock to his hole. "What? Wait. You said I could have it if I asked him to fuck me!" He whined. "Yes boy. And you shall, as soon as my cock is back inside you." I replied. This was very important for his conditioning. I wanted him to associate a slam with cock in his ass. I wanted them to be one and the same with him. I started pushing into him and he gritted his teeth and winced in pain as his formerly virgin ass was stretched wide open again. Paul swabbed his arm and got the needle ready as I buried myself into the whore. "Look at me!" I demanded. TJ looked at me through his foggy eyes as Paul stuck the needle in him. As soon as he released the band, TJ's eyes rolled back into his head again as he coughed. I started pounding the boy as hard as I could, as he broke out in a fresh sweat. "Take it you little fucking meth whore!" I hissed. "Take the cock you traded your ass for. I'm gonna fuck up your world so much you little slut! I'm gonna use your ass however I want, and you're going to beg for it. You're gonna learn what you have to do to get high!" TJ responded by wrapping his arms and legs around me as he gave himself over to me and the drugs. "Fuck me, oh god fuck me!" He gasped. "Oh god it feels so good. Please fuck me harder! Oh fuck it's so good! Fuck my ass!" And fuck him I did. I pounded his little ass for at least 20 minutes before I unloaded into his guts. I pulled out and TJ just collapsed onto the bed. Paul lifted up his legs and slammed his cock back into the boy. "Yeessssss!" TJ groaned. "Fuck me, yeah! Come on man, give me your cock! Fuck me harder!" He cried out. I just sat back and enjoyed watching TJ's transition from a straight boy to a cock hungry cumdump meth whore.

The amount of guys ive hooked up with on Grindr that have stated on their profile "safe / condom only" and ended up fucking / been fucked bareback is unreal. Especially married guys who have topped me and i mention i don't mind raw. I remember a root i had mid last year when i hooked up with a 19 year old uni student that was eager to bottom. When he got to my place we stripped down and started kissing. Soon after i noticed he has pulled out lube & a rubber from somewhere *sigh* I rimmed him for ages and then all of a sudden he turns around, hands me that rubber & lube and lays flat on his stomach. I ask do you mind if i fuck you raw and he replies hesitantly " ummm not sure, ive only had my ex boyfriend fuck me and he always used a condom." I replied "if you want to feel what raw cock inside you is like, i will slide in you slowly until im balls deep then pull out and you can make your mind up." He agreed and i knew after i entered him raw he wasn't going to say put the rubber on and i was right, he loved the feel!! He got a nice hot load balls deep, i remember saying "welcome to the Barebacking world young fella"

Technical means: Pansexual Social Simplification: Bisexual Personal Identity with Friends: Basically Gay Personal View: Gay with a side of being somewhat into girls, however love the gender spectrum more so than the "end" of cis-gendered women. How I feel I might ACTUALLY be: Gay vers top guy who would love to one day hold a man in his 30's/40's/50's in my arms, breed the shit out of him and make him laugh. For how I place myself in LGBT: I'm a cisgendered black (biracial) Pan(gay)sexual male who fluxuates from femme to masculine (Not gendered identity, just mannerisms). I have my own look, my own mannerisms, my own way of expression which expresses both my "hetrosexuality," my "homosexuality" and my "bisexuality." For most people, they see me a jokey, black shirt wearing straight Latino. When in reality, I'm a cum-guzzling top who loves being the "mom"/"dad" of the group, and make people laugh with offensive humor. While that identity is not easy to spot as a femme white twink being labeled as a "bottom sub," it's my identity, and it's my expression of my individual component of being "gay." Now I bring this up because, as you see, there are many layers to my "identity." Rather than give a long speech of who I am, I just say "Eh, I'm bi, I guess." The reason I like to do so, is because there are many facets to come into play when it comes to my sexuality and identity that may change in the mood for my perspective. Some days I feel very "gay," some days I feel very "straight." Some days I feel very "masc" and some days I feel very "femme." It all depends on the context, the person I'm with and my emotional set. Does that mean I'll wear trucker beaters, ripped jeans, bandana's and sunglasses when feeling masc? No. Does that mean I'll wear frilly outfits or revealing clothing when feeling fem? No. It's just the fluidity of how I feel, and how that changes depending on the situation. To me, that is me being comfortable with myself, and I honestly couldn't have done that without the means of being gay relieving me. "Oh thank God, I'm gay. Now, since I'm a sodomite, I can buy my pink phones, wear high heels and not even stress about it. Why? Cuz' I'm a faggot, what you expect, Hetro'?" Me being "gay" allows me to express myself in mannerisms, postures and accessories without the fear of being concerned about my "masculinity" all the time. If I were straight (which, thank God I'm not) I honestly would be a wreck. My voice is too whiney, my body is too skinny and my "ego" is smaller than a Mormon Boy's tight little hole. Face it kids, Daddy don't go for Judgy Girls, just Judgy Queens So, for me, LGBT allows my expression of oneself to have a sense of "It's okay to be you." Where I live, it's possible to be fired for your sexuality, and it's easy to be harrassed and attacked for such as well. So, for me, my identity obviously is important. So, with that, LGBT and my identity at least to me, coincides. Now, there's obviously the argument of "Why don't you just act like a man, and keep your sex life out of my business." Well, this is the heteronormative argument of "Shhhhh. Can you stop being yourself, we need to make way for the Great Straights." Which bothers me to my core, because I don't see our society ONLY wanting everyone to be masc. We like femme girls, we have a culture of straight guys getting off to girls with dicks, there's burly men who like twinks, and there's the occasional "I want someone cook me fooooooooooood, I need a wifeyyyyyyyyyyy." So, I say, why not have men present themselves in the spectrum that can be part of the gay community. We don't have to worry about "straight-dum," we're gay. Let's enjoy it. And for me, to enjoy it properly, we need to change things, accept people, and recognize the complexity of people's individuality. And that sounds so gay, it makes me wet, it makes me cum........ I hope someone got my Contrapoints joke.....

Dad’s Basement Part Five I was led by the two men, into the next room, the one that was divided into two. We continued to move until we were in the area with three glory holes cut into the wall. Not much light was coming through the holes, so I knew the sun was going down outside. “Taking all loads is like Russian roulette - raw cock goes into your hole and the cock shoots - could be shooting blanks or a hot round of poz cum” one of the men said. I was placed with my back to the wall and pulled over at the waist allowing my ass to open at the glory hole. “Plus Son there is an added excitement to taking cocks that you don’t know who it is attached to, Do you know them or are they complete strangers you will never see again” I pushed my ass checks back against the wooden wall. I could hear sounds coming from all around. I looked to my left to see my Dad putting his ass against the wooden wall too. Only there was already a hard cock sticking through the glory hole. It was dark, thick and sticking straight out. I watched my Dad spit in his hand, rub the spit onto his hole, and push back on the dark cock, It slowly disappeared into Dad’s hole. My cock started to expand. I was watching my Dad take cock up his hole. It was the hottest thing I had ever saw. Dad’s head was thrown back with pleasure and one of his buds shoved a bottle of poppers under his nose, which he inhaled deeply. “Show your Son how to take cock” I watched as Dad’s ass pressed against the wood wall, the cock was deep inside his hole. I could feel the thrusts of the man fucking my Dad, move the wall on my ass. Dad moaned load as the cock moved in and out of his hole. I was lost watching Dad take raw cock, until I felt something pushing at my own hole. One of Dad’s buds reached back and spread my checks giving the unknown man access to my used hole. “Fuck man, that is one used cummy fuck hole” said the man on the other side of the wall, who was pushing his cock into my hole. I had heard that voice some where before, I knew it but could not place it. My hole opened around the cock, allowing it to slide deep inside, pushing the cum forward and out ward of my hole. I moaned as the cock began to move. I concentrated on the rhythm of the fuck - as he pushed in I pushed back and pulled off as he pulled out. “Good Son, take that anon raw cock - you know it could be anyone even grandpa” Dad said, “imagine being fucked by not just me but him as well today Son” My cock throbbed at that thought. I loved over and Dad was matching his fuck just like mine. We moved together. I looked up to see the other men who fucked me earlier either sucking or fucking each other. Dad took another big hit of poppers and then handed them to me - and I followed suit in huffing them. “Fuck that hole just opened” the top said on the other side of the wall, picking up speed. I looked to the other side of me, to see another cock coming through the hole. I could not help be think it was a beautiful sight to see, another hard fucking cock. I watch the tattooed, uncut cock man back his ass up, taking the cock deep into his hole, moaning as he was penetrated. I passed him the poppers and watched him inhale deep. I continued to push back against the hard cock working in and out of my hole. Poz cum flowed out of my hole and dripped down my balls. “Stay where you are fucker, I have to eat that ass!” the owner of the cock fucking me said. I felt his cock slip out and was soon replaced with a hot tongue. It was sliding in and out of my cum covered gapping hole. It was another new sensation. I moaned more and more as he switched from tongue fucking me and sucking my hole to eat out the cum deposited in there. My cock twitched rapidly as my mind wondered if he knew he was not only sucking out my Dad’s cum but also sucking out and swallowing nothing but poz loads. I ran my finger over my cock and scooped up the pre-cum leaking out. I was bringing it to my lips when I felt my Dad’s hand grab mine and pulling it to his mouth. “Give me your pre-fuck juice Son” I felt his mouth engulf my finger, sucking it like it was a skinny cock. The uncut guy reached over and scooped some of my pre-cum onto his finger and sucked it off, just like my Dad. “Fucking tastes like yours bud” The man stopped eating my ass and pushed his cock in my hole again, sliding all the way in and all the way out, over and over. I could hear a growl coming from him and knew he would not last much longer in my hole. “Never thought I would breed that hot ass that you strutted around campus, teasing the hell out of every man” he said. “you fucking overachieving whore” Fuck me, where did I know that voice from. I felt him slam his body against the wall, as his cock start to shoot deep inside my hole adding his cum to the rest. The thought of not knowing if I was getting more poz cum or not was a huge fucking turn on. Soon the pulse of his cock stopped and he pulled out. I fought the urge to look through the glory hole to see who it was. “Hot as fuck is right Dad” I said turning to him, watch him pull off his cock. “Got a load?” I asked him “Switching” I watched him and the uncut man switch cocks, fuck it was hot the just slid back on the new cocks, using each other’s ass juices as lube. I felt fingers playing with my hole through the glory hole. I closed my eyes as I felt them enter me. The new man pushed in two fingers, then three and then four, ramming them in and out. I wanted to scream out just give me your fucking cock, but didn’t. He removed his fingers, leaving empty and wanting to filled. I felt his hard cock rubbing up and down my hole, slowly moving, wetting the head with cum. I balanced myself on my knees and reached back spreading my ass open more. He positioned his cock head at my hole and pushed in, driving deep. I moaned again, I felt full as his cock spread open my ever loosening hole. Even with soreness setting in, I felt pleasure. He slowly moved his cock in and out of my hole. Steadily fucking me. I turned and watched Dad slam his ass back against the wooden wall, fucking himself on the cock sticking through the glory hole. Harder and harder Dad pushed back against the wall, until he pushed all the way back and held his ass against it. “Getting bred Son” he said smiling at me. The cock inside my hole was still steadily pumping in and out, working the ridge of it’s head against the muscles of my loose hole. “NEXT” Dad yelled as to signal anyone on the public side of the glory hole he was ready for the next anon cock. I watched as he braced himself, knowing that a cock had just entered his hole. “Oh yeah, fuck me hard bud” Dad said as he began moving back and forth on the new cock. Sounds of fucking and sucking echoed through the basement, while the smell of cum, piss and musk infused with the heated air. “Going to get loaded up Son, so I can squat over your mouth and feed you cum from my hairy ass!” Dad said. The cock inside my ass grew thicker and harder, giving me the sign it was going to shoot it’s load deep into my hole. I licked my lips, knowing that I was going to be flooded with more cum. One strong push in and the flood began. I could feel pulse after pulse of seed shooting into me. He pulled out and within seconds another cock stabbed at my hole, sliding in deep this time with almost no effort. “Your first black cock Son.” Dad said, “Hold on tight I have had that cock before and he fucks hard and long” My cock oozed pre-cum knowing that this cock had fucked and breed my Dad. Such a fucking turn on. It drove deep inside me. I still wondered how Dad knew what cock was fucking his Son’s ass. Was these anon fucks pre-arranged. Those thoughts quickly left my mind, as the black did started to pull in and out my hole. The cock would pull completely out of my hole, only to be shoved deep into me seconds later. This punch fuck attack continued for what seemed like for ever. Looking over at Dad, I could see him lost in a world of pleasure as his hard cock jumped up and down between his legs as he was fucked. Pre-cum was hanging from the head and almost touching the floor. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to suck every drop out of that piss slit. I watched Dad push back against the wooden wall, getting fucked and taking loads. “Good boy pussy” I heard grunted though the wall, “Gonna give you a highly toxic load Boy” My cock jumped knowing that this man was advertising his poz load and I was going to get it. His cock roughly punched my used hole, deeper and deeper. I jumped when he hit deep inside me. “Don’t pull off Boy, so fucking close” he said He continued to fuck me harder and deeper, until he pushed in deep and stayed there. Grunting and groaning as his piss slit opened and his toxic load invaded my used hole. I tried to squeeze my ass around his cock to milk out every drop, but my hole had been fucked so much by thick cocks, there wasn’t much pressure. “Clean it Boy” he said pulling out of my ass. I flipped around positioning my mouth at the glory hole. I closed my eyes and opened wide. I felt the cock pass through my mouth, gently sliding against my lips. It was slick with cum and the juices from my well fucked hole. I closed my lips around the black cock and lick and sucked. It began to move in and out of my mouth. Fingers began to feel around my hole, sliding in and out. The black cock soften and popped out of my mouth. He pulled away and I turned to back my ass against the hole again, waiting for the next cock to arrive. Time continued to pass, as the fucking continued. I lost count of how many anon cocks and loads I had taken through the glory hole, as well as how many Dad had. The third glory hole had seen many men presenting their holes to be fucked so I didn’t even try to concentrate on them. I knew it was getting late in the night, but I wanted more, more cock, more cum, and more disease.

After posting the experience of felching a hot pighole about 4 years ago on here which I just re-read, i've got another more recent experience to relate. I was in London at the HOIST which caters to leather/rubber men. I've a fetish for leather and boots and love breeding and getting fucked by other leather pigs. It was crowded with all these hot men and there was sex going on all around me. Two floors of semi-dark pathways past slings and dark corners. I caught the eye of this shorter compact cub, full beard, shirtless with a harness and tight leather chaps, his dick and balls and nice furry ass hanging out. I followed him to a dark area and I was leaning back against the wall playing with my dick eyeing him like we all do in leather bars. He came closer to me and stood right in front of me, with his back and ass really close to my dick and was grinding his ass as he got closer and closer to me. It was obvious that he had been fucked already as i could see that his ass was all wet and could smell the cum leaking out of him. I put my arms under his arms around to his chest and started pulling on his eraser nips pulling him tight up against my hard dick which he responded to right away with a loud moan and he bent forward to offer up his ass to me and with a deep gutteral voice begged me to breed him. As soon as I slid my dick into his hole it was obvious he had many loads in him, his ass was sloppy the way i like and as I started to fuck him, the seed in his gut was leaking out over the legs of my leatherchaps. The more I fucked the louder he moaned and we started to attract a crowd of leather and rubber pigs around us. Most were jerking their dicks and I let several of them shoot their loads over my dick as I was breeding the leathercub's sloppy ass. I shot my load into him and he was slamming his ass back hard against my thrusts in. I pulled out and asked him how many loads he had taken. He told me he had lost count but he thought I was number 18. He sucked on my dick to clean it off and then wanted to know if I would felch the seed from his ass and feed him. I was so fuckin turned on by this cub and of couse I obliged. He pushed a little and this flood of gut warmed slop flowed out and I was almost choking there was so much. I swallowed a mouthful but there was a lot more and I then snowballed that into his mouth. we moaned and grunted and passed the slop between us for awhile. Another guy was at his ass sucking out more loads and he passed the slop to the two of us so we had a threesome slurp.