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Part 1 I stepped out of my office and checked the list for tonight, it was Friday one of my busiest times of the week ready for the weekend and the events have all been set up. At 26 years old I would have never imagined owning a business like I do but it has been very lucrative as of yet. My name is Samuel at 26 I am 6'4 black hair 235 lb of muscle thanks to my many visits to the gym and also thanks to my Nordic heritage I have black hair and blue eyes my hair is long enough that I'm able to wear a ponytail and I usually have it up for times like this. My business is I own a gay campground that's adheres to many a gay man's wishes, it has been pretty popular in the four years I've owned it with many nights and days of hot sexy gay men coming by to release their innermost desires. There are many stations all over the campground as well as a deep dense forest for many cruising moments. Tonight's event was the foam party as well as the new initiations to the club. What some now and some don't know is there a special section in the campground reserved only for poz men and those looking to be converted. That was the after event specials for those looking for it. The only way to gain entry is if another HIV positive member brings you along or if you make a reservation for that on the website and signing the disclosure agreements. I looked at the list of reservations for the poz event and was happy to see how many names signed up that I recognized and had a bunch of newcomers. The special for the newcomers who sign up for the HIV poz event and those who bring them have their fees waived for entry as long as they themselves bring proof that they are hiv-positive mostly a test showing of their HIV positive status and same goes with the negative guys. Another thing with the newcomers is that those who come in for the HIV positive event get to stay a full week at my campground to help groom them and make sure that they convert all expenses paid. I have been able to make a lot of money off these events so I'm able to accommodate for their long-term stay and it's always a pleasure to help keep them around to make sure the bug takes. It was now around 8:00 it was picking up greatly everyone was excited to get to the foam party but before that everyone was just enjoying themselves in the pools clubs cruising areas and just all around enjoying some awesome sex. I have cameras set up all over the campground and went to my office to look at the feeds and join all the new and returning flesh on flesh action. The foam party started in 2 hours so I decided to go out and mingle with some of my guests. I put on my full leather gear with my harness chaps boots and cap as well as swapping out my nipple rings for the bigger ones that I always wear to events. I never wore underwear while wearing my chat so that way my nine inch cock would always be on display with my thick PA showing below my bright red biohazard tattoo and my heavy balls underneath. Another part of me being the owner that I love the most is taking apart and all the sex around me with most not knowing I'm the owner but I could never pass off the opportunity to pass along my strain to any and all around me. On my way to the club I nodded the DJ into my bartenders because they were the only ones that knew I was the owner and made my way to the dance floor with all the other jocks twinks daddies otters and bears that littered the dance floor and started grinding up on the nearest one I could grab. The twink I grabbed started grinding on me hard while making out with me grabbing my cock and stroking it making me leak like a faucet which always happens. When I reached my full hardness in his hand he gasped at his length and girth and turned around to start pushing his tight hairless hole onto my rod. My pre-cum was enough to start graciously lubing his hole as he pushed further on to my cock and gasped as the head slipped past his ring and went further down. He slipped down further and further pausing to make it easier to accommodate my thick tool and it didn't take long until he bottomed out feeling my balls against his ass. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he picked up speed fucking himself on my tool but he was going to slow for me so I grabbed the back of his harness and started pile driving my cock into his hole feeling it's warm velvet open to accept what he really wanted. Going at the speed for twink long and cried in both pain and pleasure not wanting each moment to end begging me to make him his bitch and fill him to the brim with my creamy load. I gave him his wish and pounded him harder and faster growling in his ear for him to take my dick and he was about to get my gift he was wishing for. With one final thrust I buried my cock in at the hilt and yelled for him to take my poz cum loud enough for anyone around watching to hear that this Twink was getting bred by a poz stud. When the Twink finally caught his breath as he slipped off my cock with a pop I could see some of my load leak down his puffy red anus and he turned to me and asked if I was really was poz or was I kidding? I said to him I have been HIV poz for 7 years and never on any meds with making my viral load over 2 million so I'm highly toxic. I can see if the look of panic in his eyes as he soaked it in and started to cry a bit I asked him if he was okay he said that he was only 18 was afraid of being HIV positive. I seeked to calm him and took him to my office help calm him down and to accept what most likely is going to happen to him now. Once in my office I gave him a glass of water which he greatly accepted and sat with him holding him until he stopped sobbing. I told him that it's not a total death sentence of being HIV positive but for him to now look at it as a release that he would never have to worry about having sex the condom and could enjoy the freedom of pure bareback sex with no limitations. He seemed to calm down with hearing that and I could tell he was still turned on because he had a hard-on in his Andrew Christian Jock underwear and while he was calming down I started to slide my finger to his wet hole finger my load in more and more scratching him a little bit to make sure my gift took. He seem to enjoy it and before long we were both fully naked with me in his ass again fucking him like crazy and depositing a second high viral load up his ass. Once we were done with the second round I explained to him that I was the owner of this campground and because he was the first to get my load tonight he was invited to go to the HIV event tonight after the foam party and other events were over and I offered him the week stay with no charge and he gladly accepted it as he now gladly accepted his fate as my poz pup. I gave him my cell phone number and told him to go out and enjoy the rest of the events and text me whenever he got close to the time of the poz event so that way he could start making his way to it. He smiled at me and gave me a deep kiss telling me thank you for opening me up to this new experience and that he was looking forward to more times like this and to help pass along the gift I gave him. With that we both put on our clothes again and I carried him on my shoulders back out into the parties and got a rousing cheer and applause from all the other men around when they saw us walking back into the club, the DJ announced that it was 30 minutes till the foam party and that anyone joining in to make their way to the designated area with their tickets of entry and to be ready for a wild night. Thank you for reading this please let me know what you think and stay tuned for the next part

Two Scoops of Rocky Road We showered together and then went to bed. My mind was still trying to figure out if he was really ok with me stinking of another guy's sweat and cum after a hookup when he got home. He rolled over and pulled me tight, saying "You didn't answer my question. Was he fun?" "Uh... yeah. Yeah, he was. It took a while to setup so I didn't have time to get home and shower before you got here" I replied softly. "Don't wash the scent off, I like it. But... why did it take so long? Was he afraid of your cock?" he asked and I realized he really wanted to talk about the hookup I had earlier. "He wasn't sure about taking a poz dick" I replied. "Another neg guy? What did you say to convince him?" Gabriel asked. "Nothing, I just let his hormones do the thinking" I said, grinning. "You need to set up something like this when I'm around, so I can see how you sweet talk them into changing their life forever" he said a minute or two later. "Are you serious? I thought you hated that I raw fucked neg guys" I said, looking him in the eyes. "I guess you're a bad influence" he said with a wink. "Besides, what you said makes a lot of sense. Some guys don't care and some want it" he continued. "And some like the risk" I added. He nodded. "You weren't the only one that got some action tonight. One of the busboys sucked me off in the back room" Gabriel said a minute later, beaming. "Damn, I guess I am rubbing off on you" I replied. "After he swallowed he asked if I was poz or neg" he said, chuckling. Before I could say anything, Gabriel continued "When I told him poz he said next time he wants me to breed him." "Is he poz too?" I asked. "Not yet" Gabriel said, before he leaned in for a kiss. We passed out and the next thing I knew the sun was shining into my bedroom. Rolling out of bed, I took a leak and wandered into the kitchen. As I was making breakfast, our conversation in bed the night before got me thinking. We sat down and began to eat when I asked "Were you serious last night about wanting to see how I hookup with guys? We met on a site for that, so it's not like you don't know how... Or did you want to join me?" I asked. "What do you think?" he replied, taking another bite of food. "I really don't know, but I'd like to do a guy together. But... you said you want to choose the guys you fuck. Maybe you should find someone and we'll go from there" I said before I sipped my coffee. "I just didn't like you shoving me at a guy in the bathhouse and telling me to fuck him" he said, almost apologetically. "I'm sorry. I just thought you needed a nudge to try something new. I won't do it again" I replied. I wondered how many other things I had done that pushed him too far and he hadn't said anything. "Don't worry. I needed that push, just ask me from now on, ok?" he said. I nodded and we finished breakfast. We sat down on the couch drinking another cup of coffee and as I picked up the tablet I asked "What types of guys do you look for?" "Tall, dark and handsome, like you" he replied with a chuckle. "That's gonna limit you a lot. Short and homely can be fun too. And by dark, do you mean you only fuck dark meat? White guys are out?" I asked. "Yeah, mostly. So many white guys are obsessed with getting black dick in them, even the tops. It makes me feel like I'm just a trophy" he replied. "Yeah. I know. I cut guys off at the first mention of big black cock, and I'm so mixed I don't think I qualify. But it's a hookup and not a date. You should be more concerned if he's going to be a good fuck. Like the guy last night or the cashier at the grocery store. One latino, one white, both good fucks" I said. "You didn't really fuck a guy at the grocery store, did you?" he asked. "Mmhmm" I replied and picked up the phone and found the picture of the cashier on his knees in front of me, licking my cum off his lips. "This guy. In the bathroom at the store, on his break" I said, showing him the picture. "Kinda cute. What did you do, just grab him by the collar and drag him in and fuck him?" Gabriel asked. "Nah. He gave me his number when I checked out in his lane and he saw my bulge. I called him a few weeks later and we met up after I got off work" I explained. "Weeks? You must have a full schedule if you plan that long ahead to fuck" he said laughing. "No planning ahead. I forgot I had his number and was surprised that he would meet after that long. Most guys that give me numbers like that, I never call. I'm glad I did that time" I replied. "You going to do him again or was that just a one time thing?" Gabriel asked. "I dunno. He was a good fuck, so maybe. I don't even know if he wants a repeat" I said. Getting up off the couch, I setup my laptop on the table and refilled my coffee mug before logging in for work. "I like your work uniform. Barefoot and boxers. It will give me something hot to look at until I have to go to work" Gabriel said as he laid down on the couch. "No video conferences until late this afternoon. I'll toss a shirt on then" I replied. With the laptop all booted up, I went through email, made a few calls and dug into the rest of the stuff. I sent Marc a reminder about my questions from the previous week but immediately got an "out of office" auto-reply that said to contact another guy, Andre, from his office. "Marc is out sick, can you forward your questions to me and I will try and get you the answers" was the email response I got from Andre. I chuckled and wondered if it was the conversion flu. I picked up my phone and texted Tim "Marc sick." While the phone was in my hand, I thumbed through the text conversations and found the one with the cashier. "Up for a repeat?" was the message I sent him. Several minutes later my phone buzzed and it was the cashier. "Start @1pm. 12:30 ok or after 11pm" he replied. I turned around and saw Gabriel on the couch, naked with his phone in one hand and his cock in the other. "Up for a run to the store at noon?" I asked Gabriel. "What? I can run over and get what you need now. I don't need to be at work until four" he replied. Chuckling, I said "The cashier I showed you a pic of. He starts work at one. Thought we could do a quickie with him before." Gabriel shook his head, laughing. "Kinda risky, don't you think? he replied. "A lot riskier for him. You in?" I asked. "Sure, I'll go, but I go second" Gabriel said with a devilish grin. "12:15. Bringing a friend to help u get scorpion" I texted back to the cashier. "ok gotta b careful" he texted back and I replied "we know." At noon we walked out of my building and over to the store. I laid out the plan with Gabriel on the way over and told him "make sure he sees your tattoo... he's trying to earn one." The two of us walked into the store and I grabbed a basket again. Glancing around, I didn't see him but since he wasn't on the clock yet, I didn't expect to. We got over to the cooler and looked over the ice cream selection. "Great, now I'm hungry" Gabriel said with a laugh. I heard a door close behind me and looked back to see the cashier in the hallway, standing by the bathroom door. Once he saw me nod, he went in. Just like last time, I waited a minute before taking the basket and going into the bathroom. Gabriel wandered for a couple minutes and then joined us. By the time he got there, the cashier was on his knees in the stall, sucking my dick. I heard Gabriel lock the door and then peer around the corner at us. He pulled off his shirt and then took his sweat pants off. Thankfully it was a handicapped stall and wide enough for Gabriel to stand next to me. The cashier alternated between the two of us and when my cock was fully hard I tapped his shoulder. He gave a few last bobs on my cock before letting it drop out of his mouth with a "plop." The cashier stood up, but this time I turned him inside the stall toward metal wall. He quickly spread his legs and grabbed on to the top of the cubicle wall while I moved in behind him. Gabriel took a step back and watched as I centered my cock on the cashier's hole and pushed in. Like last time, he'd lubed his hole up and was ready to get fucked. He was tight but with a little effort I slid half way in. I could hear him quietly groan as my cock squeezed it's way inside. I paused a moment before I withdrew a few inches and began to fuck. Since he was naked this time, it was a lot easier to fuck him. His legs were spread wider without his pants constraining them and I soon found out how fast I could really plow him. The cashier had his face into his arm, muffling the grunts as my cock tore deeper into his hole. A little more lube might have helped, but if you're trying to get knocked up, a drier fuck helps. The way my cock was leaking, he'd have some extra lube in there soon. I worked up to a quick pace, drilling my cock most of the way in. I wanted to hurry up so that Gabriel would have enough time to fuck and breed him too. Looking over every ten strokes or so he went from closely watching me fuck the cashier to stroking his cock to keep it hard and back. The smile on his face told me he was enjoying the show. Once I started to hear the cashier moan I knew it was time to pound him harder until I was shooting my bug into his ass. Less than a minute after I had notched the speed up, I was driving in all the way. My hips were bouncing off his sweaty ass and he was back to grunting into his arm. Another minute or two later, I slammed in and began to flood his guts with my viral seed. I leaned against his back and whispered breathlessly "One toxic breeding down, one to go." "Oh fuck yeah... knock me up" the cashier gasped quietly. I waited a few moments and then slowly pulled my cock out of his ass. He grunted as the mushroom head tugged out of his hole, leaving him empty. Gabriel waited for me to give him room and then took my place behind the cashier. He turned him around and then placed a hand on either side of his head, guiding him closer to his left pec. "I heard you want to advertise when you're knocked up... Be proud of who you've become and you better fuckin spread your seed" he told the cashier. The guy nodded back at Gabriel said "yes, sir. I will." "No fuckin' stealthin' either. Only give it to ones that want it, you hear me?" Gabriel said sternly. Once again, the guy nodded and said "yes, sir." As soon as he finished, Gabriel spun him back around, kicked his legs wider and shoved into the sloppy hole. While I had opened up the guy, I'm sure he felt every inch of Gabriel's cock slam into his sore hole. He gasped out a cry and I doubt he was ready to be speared like that. I stood back and watched Gabriel fuck him. While I knew he wasn't solely a bottom, I was surprised at how swiftly he began to drill the cashier. He had the confidence of a seasoned top. He would fuck for a bit and then shove all the way in and grind his hips against the guy's ass. Each time he would bottom out and grind, his head would tilt back, he would moan and then smile. When he was plowing, though, he had a determined look on his face. I wasn't sure if he was trying to impress me or if this was how he normally topped. Maybe the poz Gabriel fucked differently than the neg version. It didn't matter to me and was nice to see. The best part was that it looked like he was having fun. I began to get worried that we were taking too much time and someone might wonder what was going on in the bathroom. Maybe Gabriel read my mind, but soon he started to thrust faster until he began to growl quietly. The strokes had slowed way down, but I could see him spasm as he emptied his balls. With one last thrust, he fell against the cashier's back and said "Never been on meds... Hope that does it." It took a few moments for them to settle down, but Gabriel slowly pulled out of the cashier and backed away next to me. Seconds later, I saw the cashier crouched down, pulling a couple rags out of a small bag. He tossed one to each of us and then I saw him stuff a plug into his ass. "Damn, that usually is harder to get in... you guys must have really stretched me out" the cashier said with a laugh. He grabbed another towel and wiped his ass off and then nodded our way. We threw our now sticky towels to him and he put them back in the bag. I grabbed my clothes and put them back on, just like the other two. I went out the door first and Gabriel followed a minute later. We met up back in the store and picked up a few things while we were there. When we went to leave, our cashier was just opening up a lane and we went to it. "I hope you had a good shopping experience with us today" he said as we took our bags and walked out the store.

Part 15 - Protocol Rule Number Four Liam stood there with arms folded cutting a very fine figure with the shadow the light producing a glow around his torso. "Well?" Liam asked, "Tell me, how was it?" he walked towards Alex. "Okay I guess" Alex replied unsure of those really bizarre feelings inside him again, "I like him a lot". Liam hugged and kissed him on the head "Want me to sleep with you tonight?" he asked quietly. Alex nodded "Yes, I am sober so you won't get anything tonight" he said making light of it. Liam picked Alex up effortlessly "Sorry I should never have done that" Alex said embarrassingly. "No you should not have" Liam replied then smirked, "I was wrong when I said you couldn't do it". Alex rolled his eyes "Do you have to keep going on about it?" he asked knowing full well Liam wouldn't drop it. To Alex he was back in what felt like his safe haven, a place where he could let down his guard. His head resting against Liam's shoulder and neck, he had never smelt so good or looked so irresistible. Alex was not about to go any further with Liam, the guy was straight and he was sure that is what attracted him to his protection officer, yet he couldn't deny how wonderful he felt in his arms. Max though was now never far from his thoughts and for once he floated off in to a deep safe sleep with his protection officer. The clinking of china woke Liam who opened his eyes slowly feeling his body was warm despite the ceiling fan. It took a moment to realise that his arms were wrapped around Alex's body who was facing him and sound asleep. It was weird and wrong yet so comfortable how they were laying, Liam was almost in between Alex's legs, their cocks pressed against each other and Alex had one leg partly over Liam's leg. Alex stirred and Liam tightened his hold on Alex waking him up. "Morning" Liam whispered quietly, "Did you sleep well?" he asked. Alex nodded and rolled on top of Liam quickly getting an erection as he did so "Oops" he said going bright red. Liam chuckled and ran his hand over Alex's arse "Hey, you copping a feel?" Alex asked in shock. "Accidental arse brush" Liam replied chuckling before flinging Alex over on to his back. Liam swung himself over sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing his face. Alex kneeled up behind him and leaned round kissing him on the cheek and hugging him. Liam smiled and rubbed his head telling him to get up. Sitting their enjoying a relaxing breakfast Liam noticed that Alex appeared to be a completely different person this morning, there was always a certain pensiveness about Alex going on which you could see on his face, but this morning it was completely gone and he was so chilled out it was starting to freak Liam in a good way. "What's the matter?" Alex asked watching Liam. "Nothing Alex" Liam replied putting his cup down, "It is nice to see you so relaxed". Alex smiled "Mostly your doing Liam" he replied casually, "I am going to make you gay" he added smugly. "Never going to happen" Liam retorted chuckling, "I like women, hence why I like you". Alex threw a strawberry at Liam who ducked "Throws like a girl as well" Liam said laughing. "I will show you whose a girl" Alex said firing a warning shot and rubbing his cock. "Where are your manners" Liam replied going serious but failing to hold a straight face. Alex smirked "I bet you would love to get fucked by me!" he said licking a strawberry slowly. Liam stretched his arms "There is only one person who would get fucked and that is you". Alex laid back in his chair smiling "No way are you straight" he remarked to a laughing Liam. "Maybe, just maybe I am gay for you" Liam replied rubbing a strawberry over his chest and licking his lips. Alex smiled watching him act like a naughty seducer "Want me to lick that off?" he asked. "No" Liam replied rubbing his finger over his chest then licking it, "Mmm, I taste good". Alex stood "Cock tease" he said running through the suite to his bedroom howling in laughter. It was true, Alex certainly did feel in a whole better place, more so now Liam and he were bonding as friends which is all he ever wanted since their lives would be entwinned so closely now. Max eventually woke and skipping breakfast he went down to the beach to join Gareth and Louis, naturally his gaze shifted to the royal suite, to his surprise only Liam was sat there drinking fruit juice. Max ran in to the sea diving in then swimming towards Gareth. "Finally woke up then" Gareth said smirking, "Did you get it on with him?" he asked. "No" Max replied very calmly, "We had a lovely evening talking". "Oh!" Gareth stopped swimming, "So no sex then, does that mean I still go a shot?". "Leave it G!" Max warned, "I want to get to know him, there is something there, we both felt it last night". Gareth laughed "So this one can screw you up as well" he said, "What did you find out?". "We didn't really talk about ourselves" Max replied, "Weird as it is, probably better that way". Gareth shook his head "I am not letting another one screw you over then pick up the pieces". Max wiped the water from his face "I don't think he will that is why we spent the evening talking". "Do you think he will?" Max now asked seeing the look on Gareth's face. Gareth shrugged "You have already fallen for him!" he said knowing Max too well. Max turned and looked over at the royal suite "He is completely spellbinding G" he replied. "Stop getting so hung up on finding a lover" Gareth warned him, "Enjoy being free". Max turned to him "I guess you are right" he said swimming off. With a resolve to keep things casual and not over indulgent Alex and Max met up during the day to swim and enjoyed several more evenings dining together, the kisses getting longer and lingering. The two of them frolicked around in the sea and Max finally got to hold Alex in the sea and sneaked a kiss, he was very aware that Alex was turned on and could feel the stiffening cock in his trunks that was pressed up against him. Max was no better at hiding it and Alex gave him a very mischievous smirk feeling Max's hard cock pressed against him. For Max it was a relief that Alex had actually slowed him down for once and insisted they spent time discovering each others personality, habits and traits and simply enjoying each others company. It didn't stop them getting intimate frequently kissing and touching all over. Liam's words to Max on the first night still in his head and was partly his reason for allowing Alex to play it slowly, he didn't want to push Alex away from moving too quickly. Liam and Gareth were sort of getting on in their own way by comparing bodies and workout routines then eventually going to the gym together several times. Their other friend Louis was shacking up with an American girl he had picked up, she just automatically presumed he was of noble descent and worth shagging. Their last night on the island Alex and Liam had a quiet dinner together and a bottle of champagne, Alex had been a little down the whole day knowing what was waiting for him when they stepped off the plane in Monrovia so Liam tried to keep his spirits up. Alex stood "Thank you Liam for everything, the last two weeks have been a saviour" he said. "I am so glad we took the time to understand each other Alex" Liam replied in his chilled out manner. "See you are not a knob head all the time" Alex replied smirking then gave a loud yawn. "You err... want me to join you?" Liam asked standing, Alex nodded and walked off the bedroom. Liam closed the door "Alex, why did you fall in love me?" he asked curiously since they had never discussed it since. Alex shrugged removing his sandals "I don't know. You seem like a nice person inside and out". Liam sat on the bed looking at Alex undressing "What?" Alex asked, "You want a..." he hinted down. Liam shook his head and stood up walking to Alex "No I don't" he said softly. "So what happens here stays here?" Liam asked looking very serious that it put Alex on edge. Alex slowly nodded "Of course Liam, you shouldn't need to ask that" he replied assuring him. "And you will never regret anything or hate me?" Liam now asked. Alex stared confused by what he was getting at "No, but you are starting to worry me" he said. Alex moaned softly feeling Liam run a finger down his chest "What is this?" he asked. Liam put a finger under Alex's chin lifting it up "I am not gay Alex" he said softly. "I know you keep reminding me" Alex replied echoing Liam's soft tone. Liam's finger continued moving over Alex's body "I am completely attracted to you for some reason". "Don't wind me up Liam" Alex warned between his soft sighs at the careful finger movement tracing over his body. Liam smiled "I wasn't joking when I said I would be gay just for you" he said softly. Alex rested his forehead on Liam's shoulder "No" he said softly, "Be yourself Liam". "Part of me has fallen in love with you Alex, but I love women" Liam said expressing himself. His smile hidden from Liam's view "Who is the one really screwed up here?" Alex spoke softly again. His back was pulled forward feeling Liam's hand gently stoking it, Alex finally raised his head and looked up in to Liam's eyes slightly confused. Immediately he saw a hidden depth in those eyes looking back at him yet at the same time he quickly found himself lost in with a desperate need to be very close to him. Alex gulped nervously completely bewildered by the strange behaviour, even if he had a choice of walking away which he should have, he found himself rooted to the spot looking in to Liam's eyes who leaned forward and brushed his lips softly against Alex. Softly and tenderly their lips parted and Alex accepted Liam's kiss, his hand ran up along Liam's muscular arm clasping around the bicep that felt incredible, he never flinched or showed any sign of stopping. Alex suddenly realised they had been locked in a kiss for over a minute and he was being pulled up against Liam's body. Seamlessly he placed his arms around Liam's neck, then felt the arms tightening around his waist lifting him off the ground with complete grace and elegance. He should stop this Alex thought but his body urged him on, the strength in the arms holding him melted any resistance he had, something inside Alex told him this was not ending any time soon. Desperately wanting this to stop knowing how wrong it was, yet he hung on kissing Liam, all the time the feeling between them slowly changed. Gone was the jovial banter and teasing only to be replaced by a surge of increasing sexual need and a love not born from a deep hearted love but a friendship, a very close trusting friendship that existed only between them. The room spun slowly as Liam turned and walked over to the bed, he knelt on the bed and shuffled forward gently laying Alex down on the pillows. His mouth locked in contact was working Alex in to a frenzy, the kiss was still on going he knew that the careful placement and moves his protection officer made were going to result in one thing. Was he really now in this predicament he thought. He was and he was loving it, his hands were all over Liam's body coaxing him to continue. Liam extracted his tongue from Alex's mouth and began kissing his chin then across his shoulders and chest before kneeling up and twisting Alex over on to his stomach. The kissing across his back had Alex moaning and shuddering in anticipation, up along the back of his neck and his left ear. He was left in no doubt what was happening, Liam was making love to him. Liam kneeled straddled across Alex's legs "Do you want this to happen?" he asked softly. Alex couldn't bring himself to look "I really don't know Liam, so confused" he replied. "I don't want you to feel I have used you" Liam said running his fingers along Alex's spine. He moaned arching his neck "Used me for what?" Alex spoke as his head fell forward again. "You need to tell me if I hurt you" Liam said leaning forward and kissing his back. Alex raised his head "Are you going to..." he stopped eyes snapped open wide "Oh fuck you are!". Alex whimpered without protest as Liam had already pushed the head of his cock between his arse cheeks finding the access point, with a few careful nudges his arse lips surrounded the head of Liam's cock. Alex moaned in discomfort from the size of Liam's cock, clenching his fists and raising his head letting out a sharp wincing cry, Liam stopped 'Spit on it' Alex gasped the words. Lowering his head he felt the warm saliva pooling at his hole briefly before Liam's cock sought his arse out again. Alex was already busting precum like a dripping tap and he bit down on the pillow pushing his arse up and taking the entire head of his Liam's cock in his arse. Liam gasped, trembled and moaned at the alluring sensation running the entire length of his cock. Allowing his pelvis to drop down a little to hard Alex cried and his legs banged against the bed for a split second before he pushed his arse up again. Liam pushed down feeling his cock sliding in all the way 'Fuck yes' Alex cried out banging his legs again, Liam dead weighted Alex under him and grabbed his wrists, his erotic moans filled the air. Alex raised his head staring ahead at the headboard, his whole face was smiling, the weight of Liam on top was uncomfortable yet Alex couldn't deny how turned on and amazing it felt having this man pinning him down by his cock and body. Liam was laying still 'Don't move Alex' he whispered, Alex knew what he meant and he nodded lowering his head letting Liam get use to having his cock inside. He knew from his visit to Madrid what it felt like being inside a man and Liam was probably on the verge of an uncontrollable orgasm. Alex lifted his head slightly 'Breath slowly and deeply Liam' he said offering help whilst trying to contain himself, if he orgasmed now his arse would clamp down on Liam's cock pulling him over the edge. United in their struggle to control themselves Alex grabbed hold of Liam's hands tightly 'Breath' he said again, he could feel the warmth of Liam's breath flowing past his ear and neck and his body suddenly began relaxing, 'Breath Liam, breath' he said encouraging him. The more Liam breathed deeply his body relaxed. Alex chuckled and moaned, Liam had bitten down on his shoulder gently and Alex squeezed Liam's hands, his eyes catching sight of the strong muscular arms that covered his own. Unable to believe this was actually happening, he moved his head slightly to one side and kissed the huge looking bicep 'Dam Liam you are sexy' he said quietly then released a noise between a cry and moan, Liam had gyrated his pelvis finally regaining control of his body 'I know' he replied and almost angrily he sought Alex's mouth to kiss him. Alex fought him off smiling 'Stop or you will make me cum' he pleaded, Liam grunted and bit down on Alex's shoulder again 'That is the whole point is it not' he said kissing him again on the mouth, then gyrating his pelvis again he watched as Alex's eyes rolled and his arse pushed up meeting him. Liam laid perfectly still his breath flowing over Alex's neck, his arse beginning to ache since Liam was not shy on the girth of his cock and was by far the biggest his arse had taken, he was far to gone to care and never complained as he didn't want to spoil the moment. Liam's pelvis now moved in small undulations and he could feel Alex's arse gripping his cock from every angle, shock waves resonated up through his body at this sensation, his body warm and beginning to form a shiny sheen from the perspiration. Careful not to injure Alex he was surprised to feel each of his actions caused a reaction that seamlessly passed in to the body under him, it wasn't enough to feel Alex this way he had to hold him. Liam kissed him on the mouth freeing his hands and slipping them under Alex then rolling on to his side pulling Alex with him. Quickly one arm wrapped around the waist and other over his neck and down across his chest. Alex moaned and ground his arse back so hard that Liam over tightened his arms simultaneously thrusting his pelvis forward, Alex gasped throwing his head back against Liam's shoulder and let out a loud cry still grinding his arse back. His hand reached down grabbing his cock and immediately it lashed out releasing his cum before he could even get a downward stroke. The arms locked around him so tightly had brought his orgasm on so hard there was no way to stop it this time, his whole body pressed back harder against Liam's, his right hand coated in cum dropped to his side, breathing heavily that was full of subtle moans, his body shuddering. Liam laid there holding him until Alex appeared to relax and sigh, his forehead dripping with sweat that trickled down past his ears landing on Liam. He had no idea what just happened to Alex at first until he saw the mess on the bed 'Hold me' Alex said softly pushing back against Liam again, he kissed Alex on the cheek and held him in his arms, his pelvis gently moving his cock inside Alex who moaned and stroked Liam's leg in circles. As time passed by he could tell Alex was getting aroused again and he rolled on to his back bringing Alex with him, he moaned and giggled then realised his legs were being pushed apart by Liam raising his knees and thighs embedding Alex even deeper on his cock. Even for Alex this was a new position that he found crazy, erotic and wild, totally fucking with his head he couldn't make any sense of what he was experiencing. Powerless in his arms Alex could only look up at the ceiling, his entire body wrapped by those muscular arms, legs held apart by Liam's raised knees deeply impaled on his cock. Subtle and tender movement of Liam's arms caressed his body, he managed to twist his neck and kiss Liam on the cheek 'You ready for me?' Liam whispered and watched Alex nod gently. The first two real pelvic thrusts caught Alex by surprise, the power in Liam's thighs and pelvis lifted Alex up with such ease. Like a flash Liam dropped his pelvis then pushed up again, Alex had no time for his arse to crash back down before it was thrusted up again, repetitively he thrusted harder lifting Alex higher and higher off the bed. The arms held firm around Alex 'Oh god yes' he cried out, his body felt like it was being continuously speared on the inside. A whole new level of euphoria ran through his body dulling any pain, his cock flailing around in the air each time the thrust arrived, whipped from side to side. Faster and faster they came, deeper and deeper until he felt the cock going rigid and the thrusting stopped mid air. Liam roared and growled holding Alex tighter, his arse clenching trying to force his cock further inside reacting to each jolt and pulse that ravaged up his shaft sending his cum deep in to the prince, his stillness lasted seconds before he began undulating his pelvis to finish the perfect delivery of his seed. In his excitement Alex reached down and rubbed his cock gently, he didn't need much persuasion to bring on a second orgasm, the sounds Liam was making, the constant post fuck massaging against his prostrate had him releasing quickly, his back arching firing clear in to the air. His body collapsed against the sweaty chest of Liam whose legs now lowered just enough to keep Alex secured in this position and both breathing heavily coated in sweat. Liam slightly delirious at what he had just experienced was holding on to Alex for dear life, he was not about to let him go even though in his head the thought of sex with another man didn't sit right. Yet this was Alex and a person he had grown very attached to in the last few weeks, holding the young prince on his cock exerting powerful control that heralded a very real connection between them. It mattered not that he was a man as Liam only saw him as Alex, the vulnerable, almost shy, definitely sexy person that had drawn Liam in with his eyes wide open. Alex wiggled making an attempt to free himself and managing to only roll on to his side letting out a tiny yelp as Liam's cock shifted in his arse keeping contact and rolling with him. He wanted to extract himself but Liam held on 'Oh no, you came twice so I need to fuck you again' he said provocatively, Alex buried his head in the pillow smiling and wondering what had happened to his protection officer, never mind that he thought pushing back hard against Liam then turning his head and kissing him. Liam released one arm from around Alex and grabbed his leg holding it aloft. With precision and care Liam started to gently fuck Alex with an intoxicating intimacy that not even Alex expected to happen. His excitement shone through and didn't take long before he groaned loudly pushing his pelvis up hard and pumping a second load deep in to Alex. The sweetness of Alex's moans filled the air, his nerves sizzling causing his body to quiver as the electricity receded from each nerve ending. Liam slowly and gently guided his cock out until Alex released a soft moan, his hole twitching took a few seconds to readjust and sort itself back out. His head resting on the pillow and Liam spooning up against him he stared straight ahead in amazement and shock. Alex stroked the arms holding his body "Is that in the book?" he asked catching his breath. Liam kissed him "No but Protocol 4 - Never engage in sexual solicitations or provoking mannerisms". Alex shuffled bakc so their bodies were touching "So I have one over you now" he said grinning. "You wish" Liam said gently biting the back of his neck "Amazing Alex and so... god I don't know, different". "We will regret this in the morning" Alex said nudging himself back closer to Liam. His fingers played softly with Alex's nipples, erotic as it was his eyelids became heavy until he shut all thoughts out falling in to a content sleep. Liam laid awake enjoying the sounds of Alex sleeping, part of him angry at having really torn up the protocol book, the other part was dreading how Alex would react in the morning. One thing Liam had never expected was how erotically turned on he got having sex with Alex, men didn't do it for him and that was a dead cert. Alex was different, he now had a bond with him that over the last couple of days had gone from strength to strength, he never thought for one minute it would conclude in this manner. Alex moaned softly still sleeping and Liam kissed him on the neck slowly drifting off in to a very uneasy sleep.

Was out for a jog and ended up at Starbucks. Sitting in a booth I started scrolling my phone for hot guys. Saw guy watching me the whole time. Every time I looked at him he would smile. Got up to leave and just as I was out the door, the guy spoke up and offered me a lift. Not sure of his intentions but with me being horny, I could only imagine. As soon as we were in his car, he reached over with his right hand and started rubbing my cock thru my shorts til I was fully hard as he drove. He then pulled over on a side street stopped and pulled my shorts down and started jerking my cock hard a rough. Nothing was said until I started moaning when I was about to pop. He jerked my cock even harder until I came all over the front seat. I pulled up my shorts and got out. He smiled again and pulled my door closed and drove off. I leaked cum in my shorts front the whole jog back.

A fuckbuddy is someone I've played with before who knows how to pay without romantic entanglement. There may or may not be an emotional connection (affection, friendship, fondness, love, etc), but there is no expectation of dating or a relationship. We may play regularly, or it may be seldom, but if he's a repeat (that I know how to contact), he's a fuckbuddy.

I am a Paramedic, and have always been turned on by other guys, even though a lot of females flirt with me, especially the hospital nurses. I must be reserved especially when in the fire house with the other guys, which most act they are homophobic. At least the bunk room is split, so the EMS personnel won't disturb the firefighters due to the number of calls we receive in a 24 hour shift. We got a call for a medical transport of an HIV patient to the DC Hospital NIH (National Institute of Health). This was a medical transfer from a regular nursing home, to this specialized facility due the fact the patient, was actually an AIDS patient and apparently not responding to medical therapy and this was going to be a last chance effort to get him stabilized. No one wanted to ride in the patient compartment with the patient, scared the close proximity would be contagious. I took this opportunity to get an education. Of course precautions were in place, both myself and the patient had masks on, and I was gloved up as well. The patient was to have EKG monitored during the trip along with an IV drip. The ride was going to be approximately 1 1/2 hour due to the heavy traffic during a rush hour commute. Once the trip began, my patient, which I will call Ken, was very talkative, and soon I had him comfortable and relaxed. He told me he had developed AIDS about 10 months prior, and was in a long care nursing home for treatment, but knew he was on the terminal list. During our ride, I confided in him that I was gay but not out of the closet, and needed to be discreet. He said he had not had a lover in over a year, but never regretted being gay, and his only release was when he could jack off. I told him that he was a cute guy and I could see how he probably didn't have trouble getting a lover when he was in his prime. He reached out from under his blanket which covered him in the cot, to pat my leg and thank me. I reached out to take and hold his hand when he did this to give him some comfort. He commented about the all the precautionary steps taken to keep him isolated, but it did make him feel like the plague victim. I then removed my glove to hold his hand and removed his gloved hand as well, so we could be skin to skin. I had been reading stories on BreedingZone and they always turned me on. I knew i was negative, but gay, and still horny. He said it gave him a little rush that I removed my gloves to touch him, and he thanked me and said it actually made his cock stir. The Medic Unit was an enclosed compartment, with only an intercom connecting the driver with the patient area, and the windows were treated dark so you no one could see in from the street. WHen he told me he had gotten excited, I lifted the blanket to check him out and to see if he had an erection. Of course when I did this, it excited him even more and he began to get hard. I reached out with my bare hand and took hold of his growing cock. He said it had been such a long time since anyone had touched him. I gave him a compliment of his size and girth as his cock grew. Our talk was just about at whisper level since we didn't want the driver to hear us. I told him it turned me on too to have his cock grow in my hand, which was about 9 inches and the width of a cardboard tube on a paper towel roll. He and I had our eyes locked together as I slowly stroked his cock..and he told me he would not last long if I kept that up. We both had pulled down our masks so we could see each other more clearly. He asked if i was scared I would catch his AIDS, and I told him not to worry, I can make my own decisions. He told me he was extremely turned on by me and my tender care. I guided his hand up my leg so he could touch my cock and see how hard I was . I knew we had at least and hour more of our transport, so I open my pants and let them slide down to my ankles and let him stroke my cock. (I figured it was only fair since I had his hard cock in my hands as well) I figured, when a person is on death row in a prison, they give him a last meal, so here my patient was basically on death row in a hospital setting, and going to his final place to die, so why not give him some final release. My precum was flowing, and he would put his fingers to his mouth and lick it off, telling me how sweet it tasted. When he took the next scoop of my precum in his fingers, and began to raise them to his lips, I stopped his arm and directed his fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. His cock jumped and precum began flowing out of his cock. With his two fingers in my mouth, and our eyes locked to each other, he hooked his fingers behind my teeth and began to pull me closer to his face. WHen he removed his fingers, I kept moving closer and I kissed his lips, and our mouths opened and we frenched kissed for about a 3 minute continuous passionate kiss. When we broke our kis, I remained close to his face as he whispered to me..."Oh fuck !" my hand had not left his hard cock as I stroked it...and I leaned down and put his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck him. He began moaning, and his had reached from my cock to my ass cheeks and began rubbing and touching my hole. I was so turned on by this, I wanted more, much more. He was now very hard and his precum walk flowing like a slow leak of a water pipe. I grabbed his hard that was on my ass, and moved his hand so he could touch his precum that was a steady flow from his cock, then when his fingers were covered, I moved his hand and wet fingers back to my ass which he proceeded to push into my tight ass. Again, he moaned.."Oh fuck" and I looked him in the eyes and told him I am game for it. Since we were in a back up, and traffic was moving in a crawl, I unhooked his seat belts and turned my ass around and backed up to him, and he turned onto his side so his cock was pointing to my ass. As soon as i felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, it was like fireworks. I arched my ass back as I felt his lubed up cock begin to enter my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him as his cock slid up into my ass to his balls. We sat still for a bit, and I moaned for him to fuck me. I squeezed my ass cheek muscles and he said he better pull out, because he was going to cum soon. I told him to put it in me and to poz me up....next thing I felt was his cock twitching in me, and about 12-15 huge squirts of his toxic seed was shooting deep into my ass. We stayed still for a about 4 minutes, with him still inside of me, since our traffic jam ham come to a complete stop, I didn't want the extra movement to raise suspicion with my partner that something was going on. I turned my face to look back at him, and he whispered "thank you". I told him it my pleasure too...then we began to make out again for what seemed to be about along 15 minutes, and until traffic began to move again. When I pulled off of his cock, most of his load remained up in my ass, but a glob did fall onto his leg. I leaned over and sucked it up. I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself...and knelt on the floor to be closer to Ken...and we began to make out again for the trip. Before we arrived at the hospital, I gave him another blow job and he came in my mouth in which I swallowed. When we dropped him off and took him up to his room, I purposely left the clipboard on his night stand as we moved him over to his permanent bed. When my partner returned to out unit, I commented I left the clipboard, and needed to run back up and get it. The nurse was just coming out of his room when I got there, so when I went inside, I went over to his bedside and asked him to meet me in the bathroom. I helped him and guided his IV pole, as we entered the restroom. I moved his robe out of the way as I dropped my pants and asked him to fuck me again. He got rock hard again and with his precum dripping again, and the huge cum load he put up in me already, I was pretty lubed up to take him again. I leaned over the sink as he fucked me deep and hard...the noise of the squishy cum in my ass was a turn on for us both. HE moaned he was going to cum again so i asked where he would want to put it? He moaned back in me again to breed me with his DNA....I moaned back, "Yes, give me it". Ken had passed away a week later after I visited him one more time, he was too weak to go to the restroom, but we made out and I gave him one more blow job and swallowed his cum. Even after that, I still did not convert poz. So, now I am still turned on to play with poz guys any chance I get.

I have never thought I would touch drugs as a teen. DARE convinced both my parents to ensure that I never got in the wrong crowd and that I'd get the best education they could afford. It came to no surprise that my effort in undergrad wasn't in vain when I finally got accepted to do my masters at NYU. Growing up in the midwest, the only time I've been to New York was on a school trip in high school. Statue of Liberty, Rockefeller, and all that. Back then, I didn't have the time to fully explore the city. Plus, I was still closeted. That was 8 years ago. Now I'm 24, and I'm finally here again with the freedom to actually be myself. In Minneapolis, being gay wasn't an issue, but it was less talked about or expressed more. Maybe it's a Minnesota thing but it always made me feel restricted in a way. My parents know my sexuality and they hope I would bring a boy home for Christmas but honestly, they don't know how none of that cookie cutter gay lifestyle was what I wanted. I was into a lot of weird form of pornography, especially the fetish category with a mix of old/young and bdsm. My desire was pure gay sex. It has to always be bareback if not I wouldn't get hard. Before you wonder, I am not a virgin. During sophomore year, I would frequently rent a room by a roadside motel and get bred by random truckers who had to make a stop and never did I once had a rubber on. I also had my fair share of married dudes who loved to get a piece of a college boy's ass. I got tested frequently and so far, I've never had any problems. As a 5'10, 188lbs well shaped white guy, I wouldn't say I stood out but it was easy to get dicks in MN. Not in NYC though. I'm at most a 6 despite going to the gym quiet often. The guys here frequently keep their hair cut and body shaved and was always impressing each other. It felt clique-y, but I didn't mind because I eventually found mine. The third week I settled in the city, I told myself I would go to The Eagle. Typical. I couldn't resist. It was a Friday night and I finally got my first draft title approved. I had a pint of Budweiser as I scanned through the room eyeing on the countless of beautiful men that could just plow me right now. I was only wearing a leather pants and a black t-shirt with a sports jock. The shirt hugged my body evenly to reveal the nipple piercing I got when I first landed here. It still hurt but it felt great. Slowly, I was building myself in this city. Halfway through my beer, a 6'1 tall man, around 240lbs with a heavy built and striking middle eastern feature came up to me with a drink. House cocktail he told me. We cheers and I introduce myself. He was only wearing a tank top with a pair of black jeans. His arms was furry as the beard covering his face. His ears were pierced and so was his gaze on me. "Thanks, I'm Chris." "Isaac. Are you new here?" From then we hit off. I gave him the usual story that he must have heard from other twunks like me that came to NY. He told me he grew up in Michigan and moved to the city in the 90s. He was 54 years old but I wouldn't say he's a day past 40. Not a strand of white hair. All black and curly. His chest hair was revealing from his cleavage and I couldn't stop but to just stare in intervals from it to his hazel eyes, him never breaking eye contact. It was hypnotizing talking to him. Slowly, I was beginning to slur my words and I didn't realize how strong the drink was. Isaac convinced me to go to the dance floor and we both began to explored our bodies as the music played. Isaac then made the first move and kissed me, holding my face with his calloused palms and playing with my tongue with his. I felt a piercing on his tongue and his thick moustache rubbing against my upper lip made me suck his face like a dog with a bone. We were wrestling with our tongue as I let myself loose, thinking to myself how strong the drinks I had were even if there were just a beer and a cocktail. Strange I thought. I was lightheaded and my body was warm but it felt right to be engulfed in Isaak's arms as the second beat dropped and everyone in the club gyrating against each other. He made sure to never lose sight of me even though we got cut by some other guys. Next thing I remembered, I was carried by one of the bouncers and Isaak was waiting outside. "I think play time's over for him. Are you sure you two are gonna be okay?" Isaak then told the bouncer that he's fine and that he'll take me back to my place. Isaak asked me if I wanted to go to his instead since it wasn't too far. I nodded. Once we reached his place, I threw myself on the sofa. Isaak lived in a loft with ceiling to floor windows and everything out in the open except for his bathroom. There was a sling placed next to his bed and a drawer with a dog hood mask in black on top. Embezzled on the collar are some studs. From across the room I tried to form a conversation with Isaak, telling him how kinky he is. As I rambled, Isaak was taking out different kind of glass pipes and tools from the wardrobe. He had a butane lighter and a gas mask that had tubes. He also changed to a pair of chaps exposing his 8 inch dick and solid formed ass, perfectly framed. He had a harness on and he tied his hair into a bun. Despite being inebriated, I was slowly getting hornier. Isaak came up to me and took my clothes off, putting me in a leather jock and a pair of leather sandals with clips, tied securely around my legs. He also put on a pair of leather armbands on me, highlighting my biceps. Finally, he instructed me to breathe slowly as the gas mask was put on me. "Now let's walk slowly to the sling, Chris. Or boy, what do you prefer?" "Boy is good, daddy, I mean sir" "No no boy, daddy is perfect. I'm not going to hurt you." I couldn't remember how I was placed onto the sling, it felt as if I was floated onto it. My feet were shuffling, but I couldn't seem to recall. I could see Isaak through the lens of the mask as the lights in the room dimmed to dark red, resembling the bar we were at. This time, slow techno played and Isaak told me to breathe in regularly, and take the smoke all in. In his hand, he was lighting one of the glasses to release smoke that was then being fed onto the tube to my mask. I breathed in and tasted a weird chalky substance, jolting from the sling and finally being lucid for the first time in the past 3 hours. Everything felt amazing and it felt like sparks was going through my veins. "You like this boy?" I could manage a muffled "Yes, daddy, I feel good." "I know you would. I told you that daddy isn't going to hurt you" After around 20-30 puffs, Isaak finally took off the mask and I finally got to breathe fresh air. My eyes were popping and I couldn't help but to moan as if there was something in my throat. My limbs were still restrained and I could only move my head as I felt beads of sweat perspiring out of my pores. "We talked a lot about what your fantasies are, right boy? Your interest in a different side of sex. No vanilla, just pure men on men fuck." Shit, did I? I couldn't tell. I was talking a lot to Isaak when I first met him, seeing that he was the first and only person at the bar showing some form of interest in me. "Unlike other college boys and fags your age I find every year, you're a bit different, boy. You know why? Cause you said you only bareback. And that you're not on PreP. You're into the risk. Why?" "Because I want to be free." Never have I ever come up with a reason as to why I love it bare. It's true. I wanted to be free. As cliché as it sounds, I am not like most guys my age. I know there are who think like me, but we're rare. Extremely rare. And sought for by guys like Isaak because we appreciate the true value of men on men sex. Skin on skin. Pure lust. "Free in what sense, boy?" "I don't know, I don't care, I just want to not worry bout whether I'm going to catch a disease or die, I'm ready any day, daddy. As long as I'm able to fuck and get fucked bare, that's all that matters. A man's seed in me, mine in his. It's nature." "You're quiet the talker, aren't you boy?" I really was. Years of suppressing my desires and being barred from exploring my identity has culminated in me being spun in a midtown loft revealing my darkest desires. "I knew your pussy is meant to be bred and pozzed when I noticed how you couldn't take your eyes off my chest. Especially this," Isaak circled his right pec to show a bio hazzard tattoo. Now I remembered what it was that I couldn't stop starring at. Behind those bushy pecs, there was a patch of the symbol, all mighty in it's glory. "I can give you one too, you know, but maybe not on your tits, don't want to steal the attention from this" Isaak then pulled on my nipples with the piercing, sending me to screams of pleasure, as the smoke I inhaled had only inhibit any pain I could feel. "You're a very well behaved boy, aren't you Chris?" "Yes, daddy, I am." "I'm really lucky that I found you tonight, you know. I haven't had a boy in so long..." Isaak held my head as I fixed my eyes on him while he explained to me that he wanted a sub to train, someone to serve him like Yannick, his ex-lover who left the sex and party scene they were in to live in Portland. He continued to tell me about Yannick, how piggy he was and how one day he just stopped being the bitch he wanted. How he started to take meds and how there was no goodbye from him. Retelling this story suddenly made Isaak angry and suddenly, he started to get rough with me. "But I can tell you're a better cumdump fag than he is, right, boy?" He shouted as he cling his hands onto the chains holding my limbs. "Yes, daddy, I'm never going back. Only for you." I can't believe what I was saying. It was true though. I will prove to him that I can be better than Yannick. He placed his palms on my chest and slowly brushed it, inspecting my body before telling me that I require a shave. Before leaving to get his equipment, the gas mask was put back on and the next thing I remembered was the feeling of a blade against my asshole and some shaving cream. I hear the blade cut through my pubic hair, my legs, and finally my head. Only my eyebrows were spared. As this happened, Isaak was also inserting his fingers into my hole, telling me that I'm going to feel better than before. I wasn't sure if it was the shaving cream he was putting into me, but I felt a sudden burning sensation in my hole and next thing I know, my ass was dilating to suck in more of his fingers. I felt as if I needed to have something in me, however big or long it was. It was a new need that Isaak had unlocked in me. I couldn't resist but to beg him. "Please fuck me daddy, put anything in me, I need it please." I repeatedly said, without any pause. I just begged him in all kinds of ways. I was moaning, I was insatiate without anything in me. "Be patient now boy, it's coming." He walked to the drawer and took out a string of beads, each bead increasing with diameter, the smallest as big as a tennis ball. With each bead in me, I felt complete. When it was all in me, I could only let out a sigh of relief. "Now you're going to enjoy this." Isaak pulled the strings out, with each beads at a faster pace, leaving me moaning in pleasure. My hole then felt empty again. "We're going to keep you quiet a bit with this bad boy here." A butt plug the size of a Campbell Can was then inserted in me and again, I felt complete. I was slowly breathing now, appreciating the massive anchor in my orifice. "You seem to like my special lube, don't you boy?" "Yes daddy, what is it?" "What you're smoking, mixed with Aloe Vera gel. Excellent combo." Not have I only smoked Meth, I've also had it shoved in my ass. I didn't see my third week in the city to turn out like this but I have no regrets. I finally found my purpose and am no longer ashamed of my desires. If this is what drugs feel like then I have been missing out on a lot. Isaak then left the sling and came back with a standing mirror, placing it diagonally from me to let me see myself. I was unrecognizable. Not a strand of hair on me. "You had to be shaved because you're going to get inked up really good, boy. It'll be worth it." I was then rubbed with a towel and slowly moisturized by daddy. I didn't even notice the buttplug was still in me as it felt so right to have it there. Isaak took me off from the sling and showered me, kissing me in between, telling me that I will get his cock soon. As we showered, I could only feel his hard pierced shaft resting on my back while he massaged me. He also had a Jacob's ladder which contained different quartz on each head. Breathtaking. After the shower, Isaak showed me a cage behind his bed that had a futon. He instructed me to now wear the pup hood and that my lesson is already starting. Unlike other set ups I've seen in porns, his seems to be comfortable, with velvet pillows. However, my original buttplug was then replaced by a tailed one and I was wearing knee pad to crawl for the rest of the night. "You will learn how to be a pub from 4 AM to 10 AM, then we'll extend the hours more. You're not just my pup, or my sub, you're my boy." I don't care what research I had planned to do that weekend for my thesis, Isaak's loft was my new home. I slept comfortably in my set up, with the hood and the tail in me. I see myself in the mirror from time to time in the cage, waiting for daddy to feed me but all I had was a bowl of water. Funnily enough, I wasn't even hungry, just thirsty. "Drink up, boy, you're going to need this a lot." I rested in the cage til the sun came up and by 10, Isaak let go of my restraints and only with my jock, we rested on his bed as he circled his finger on my hole. "Soon you'll get my cock, boy.. soon. Make the most out of the anticipation..." Despite us being together for the past 12 hours, never once did I had a chance to taste him or let his shaft in me. How potent it would be in my guts, converting me into part of his clan. I wonder how Yannick must have felt. Isaak then jumped from the bed and turned me on all fours. I was rimmed for the first time. Each nerve around my hole felt the caress of his tongue, penetrating in and out as the piercing popped in and out of my hole. How long his tongue was, slurping through every corner of my ass that he now calls cunt. I was shivering and couldn't believe it. He was devouring me as if it was his last meal. I could only maintain murmurs and moans as he rimmed me. "More of this coming soon. Let's go for your tattoo session now, boy. And let's try a different outfit." This time, bald and with my muscles being highlighted due to the lack of hair, I was wearing a pair of gym shorts with a fresh jock and a white tanktop. I had knee high socks and a pair of joggers that Isaak picked out. I looked as if I just came out of a football practice. Isaak on the other hand, had a baseball cap and a collared sports shirt. Now I see. He was coach and I was his boy. We paired perfectly to go about town. "First stop is the tattoo shop. Shall we?" Walking through midtown, with people starring at us felt amazing. We were well built, dressed in sports attire you'd find at a local high school, all tight and ready for the day. Isaak had his hand on my ass throughout the walk, squeezing it to remind him its his and sliding his finger in my hole from time to time. Making me lick his finger after when we cross at every intersection was his way to further entice me. We reached an alley that had a backdoor that lead to a basement. An neon sign had been hung at the door. X's Piercage & Tattouage. Entering, we had to walk through a hallway of fluorescent lights, and when we finally reach the end of it, we entered to find an industrial style kind of tattoo parlor with peculiar chairs. "This is Chris, guys. He's going to be my new boy." The two men who I gathered were Al and Vance, glanced at me and smirked, passing a remark to Isaak, Vance said "How long is this one going to last then huh, sak'? Is he, the next Yannick as you would say? Or the previous fags you've brought were never enough.. or right?" "I think they were never right. Are you goldilocks then?" Al asked facing me. "No I'm Chris." They both including Isaak laughed and consequently, Isaac cut his laughter to put his hand firmly on Vance's shoulder to say, "Don't mention that name again. Isn't it tired, making the same old joke all the time? What about you Vance? Where's your bitch? Oh yeah, stationed in Afghanistan or god knows where. And Al, does your wife still not know that you suck Vance's dick on the side or has she already forgotten about the buttplug in your shoebox?" Vance just chuckled while Al gave Isaak a side eye. "So what are we doing today?" Vance asked. "Well Vance, I think Chris has potential. Even more than the previous boys. He hasn't said No so far and he takes Tina like he's her long lost gay best friend. He didn't mind the shave, and now I think it's time to get some work done on him. The tits were already there, so you know he's open to more." "I can give him a guiche piercing today, and maybe a lorum one too. I don't think a PA would suit him." Al said as he began to go through his tools. "Now let me see your body" Vance held me and I could feel how soft his hands were. "Get on the chair now and make yourself comfortable." From what I gathered, the chair he was referring to seemed like a fuck bench that was upholstered in leather. It was platformed and I had to be on all fours. I was then secured again on each limbs. I guess this is something I had to get used to. Vance then began tracing on my back, while Al took out a pair of calipers to plan his piercing. Isaak then asked, "You want to get a new piercing, boy?" "Yes." "The ones Al said are good?" "Yes." Isaak then nodded to Al. The procedure was quick and numb. I now had an additional piece of metal in me. The coolness from the metal only made electrified me more. "So what are we doing on the permanent etch a sketch today?" "I have some ideas.." Isaak told Vance. I looked up to the display showing Vance's screen that Isaak was now using. Windows of traces and drawings of Barcode that signify Isaak owning me, logos of biohazard and scorpions, additional symbols drafts on my right ass cheek, slideshows pass and finally Isaak told me that sine we're starting slow, let's not do much. With that, Isaak pasted an outline of a barcode written ISAAK's BOY in between behind my neck. On my waist, where the band would usually cover, a stencil of the stencil "No loads refused" was put. "That will do for now." Isaak said as Vance started to rev up the ink machine. I couldn't wait to see how I looked like next. /To Be Continued/

Neither Katie or Thomas were upset by the video at the club, Thomas told me he almost bust a nut to it, but wanted more cum for my ass before I left for Katie's on Friday. Friday I stayed in Katie's old room and Thomas came over along with Johnny who taped the entire thing with a hard-on. I sucked him off after the first load at the request of Thomas who wanted another round before I drove up to Katie. Thomas' cock felt as good as always, it has a great curve that hits the right spot when I'm on my back. I was leaking pre-cum all over myself. I did however find myself thinking about 10inchscorpion's cock from behind when Thomas flipped me over for round 2, it just wasn't hitting the same spot. Thomas left a handprint on my ass and they posted another video on the website. Comments rolled in wondering when the next time 10inchscorpion would get a hold of me and if I was Poz yet. Another photo of a negative test showed my negative status shortly after. I grabbed my "allergy" pills and packed a bag to go up to Katies for the first time. Even though she informed me I wouldn't be clothed for most of the trip. I got in the car and before I drove off I got a message. "Strip in the car, truckers and guys in trucks/SUV's will see you naked if they happen to look." - Katie I stripped down nude and threw my clothes in the back seat, and drove off. It was a long 7-8 hour drive up to San Jose and I was on the trucker route. Another message came in. "Get the attention of truckers and stop at a truck stop for a load before you get here. I'll be checking." - Katie I turned on the lights for the inside of the car. I tried getting truckers to notice me and get them to honk their horn. It was 3 hours before 1 finally answered my request. When I looked up to him, he nodded off the freeway, so I got in-front of him and got off at the next rest stop that was coming up. I put on just shorts and a t-shirt and made my way to his truck as he parked. He opened up the door and motioned me inside. He was not clean, or at least he didn't smell clean, but the thought of him taking me turned me on more. "Can we do this in the bathroom?" I asked. "Sure I guess, we just might have an audience and you might make more.. friends." "I like friends, I can use more friends" I said scooting out of the car. "Wait.." the trucker called out, he glanced in the door storage a bottle filled with yellow liquid. "Do you.. uh." I grabbed the bottle and swirled it like a conesiour. "When was this made" I asked. "Just before you got my attention unfortunately, but seeing you was the reason I didn't toss it." he said. I opened it and took a swig, it was semi sweet, he must drink a lot of diet sodas. I took it with me to the bathroom, with him next to me asking if I do this often, etc. I told him I'll probably be making weekly trips up this way from now on. He seemed excited. We took the handicap stall, in these bathrooms there's no niceties. The toilet is metal, the seat has no cover, the toilet paper is locked down. your typical interstate rest stop. We got right to business, and I was on my knees cranking my neck to deep throat him with his large belly. The smell, and the feeling of his thick but short cock fucking my mouth was a turn on, and I strained in my chastity device. It wasn't long before he asked me to bend over the toilet, much like 10inchscorpion fucked me at the club. I straddled the toilet bowl and let him take me as I leaned into the wall. He didn't take long before firing a load onto my ass. I was quite sad that he didn't ask where to cum, because I would've much rather taken in inside. The sound of a phone camera snapped a few photos of the actually impressive load on my ass. I asked him to upload it to xvideos and to tag me. When I mentioned my name I heard someone reply. "Wait what?! no way, one of you in there is Straightbait?" the stranger exclaimed. "Yeah, why?" I answered. motioning to the trucker to open the door. A total dad was standing on the other side. his jeans unbuttoned still from the urinal. "Are you - Would you uh- Can I-." He stumbled. "Please, I need one inside me." I said returning to the wall spreading my ass cheeks. "Second thought, I have to number 2, send" the man said. "What the-" I turned my head. "Sorry I had to give my wife a reason I'll be longer in here." She's watching the kids in the van. He approached and spread the truckers cum into my ass as he let his hands trace his prize. He positioned me where he wanted me and put his hands on mine forcing me to spread my cheeks further. He spit between my cheeks and then again I'm assuming onto his cock and he started to press in. He was a good size, and I was happy to get a bigger cock than the truckers. My ass took it all and the man moaned, and shuddered. "Did you just-" I questioned him. "Yes, it feels so much better than what I'm used to." He said, telling me he already came inside. "I think I can keep going though, I really want to fuck you." "Come on then" I answered. He started to pump and thrust into me, it felt good but nowhere near 10inchscorpion or Thomas. "Holy fuck, I never thought I'd get to fuck you, I have never gone 2 rounds with my wife." I was smiling on the inside, proud to be a better fuck than a woman. On the outside I gave a show, the trucker was filming. He groaned after steadily fucking me for a few minutes, he pressed deep into me and unloaded. "That was so hot man, I can't believe it, fuck!" the guy said backing up. "Thank you for the load, I was instructed to get one on the way up to San Jose." I turned around and kissed towards the camera, the trucker blushed and ended the video. We opened the door, another dad or two were spending longer at the sink than usual, no doubt wanting to see the guys that came out of the stall. Luckily, no cops or children. I walked to my car and text Katie. "1 came on my ass, another inside." "You dirty slut, hurry up, we have plans." She answered.

Chris, part 2 In the morning, Chris and his roommate went to the gym. Matt slept in. Chris came back and got in bed with Matt. Chris’ hard cock against his ass woke Matt. Matt pushed his ass back. Chris said, “You’re a hot slut.” Chris then pushed his bare cock into Matt again. “Guess we didn’t need condoms huh?” said Chris. Matt said, “I guess not.” Chris fucked Matt for a few minutes on his side. Then Chris got Matt up doggie style and really started fucking him hard. Chris said, “I’m not the first guy to fuck you bare am I?” As he asked the question, Chris jammed his cock against Matt’s prostate. Matt moaned, bit his lip and said, “No. Other guys have fucked me bare too.” Chris said, “I’m going to cum in your ass. Other guys have cum in you right?” Matt pushes his ass back on Chris and said, “Every guy.” Chris fucks Matt harder, groans loudly and says, “Take my cum slut!” Matt and Chris showered. Chris was less romantic with Matt now, but still flirtatious. Matt felt some distance, but decided it was Chris’ natural shy disposition. The third roommate came home in the afternoon. He was indeed chubby and definitely not as attractive as the other two roommates. He was boasting of a sex party he was at last night and saying how many guys he fucked and fucked him. The chubby roommate barely noticed Matt at first. When he did, he came over and stared at him and said, “You’re a sexy twink. I’d’ve fucked you all night.” Chris said, “Hands off. Matt is mine.” Chris’ comment made Matt feel good. Now all three roommates were having breakfast. A phone rang but the boys decided to let the answering machine pick it up. As the answering machine kicks on, it’s one of the guys who the chubby roommate knows from school. Last night's party graduated to his apartment complex, which has a pool and they are going to bbq in the afternoon. Chris, his roommates, and Matt decide that is a fun way to spend Saturday afternoon. As the guys hang out, there is discussion of what to wear, Matt does not have a swimsuit, it’s still cool out why swim, etc. The tall, curly haired sexy roommate is named Todd. He is going to wear a “trash outfit” because he says all these guys are trashy – loose shorts made of old sweatpants, a speedo underneath, and a tight tank top and old running shoes. The chubby roommate is Jared. Jared is wearing a loud patterned shirt and purple shorts and purple shoes (no swimming). Chris is going to wear board style swim trunks, a tank top, and a button up shirt open. Matt doesn’t really have much to wear. Jared and Chris swimsuits do not fit Matt. Todd’s swim trunks barely stay on, but they also make Matt look like he is wearing his older brother’s clothes. It’s funny. Matt eventually decides on running shorts, a tank top, and purple briefs with white trim. The briefs will be fine if Matt decides to swim. Outfits decided, they all go to the store for alcohol and food. At the store, Todd also buys condoms and a travel lube. Chris leans in to Matt and says, “Guess we won’t be buying condoms. Get some lube though.” Matt blushes. Jared notices at check out and says to Matt, “Gave it up bare on the first date huh?” Matt blushes and says, “It just slipped in.” Jared smiles and says, “It happens. Once you take a guy’s load, no need to wrap it after that. Damage is already done right?” Matt agrees. When the guys get to the party, it is at another student apartment complex – nicer than Chris’ complex though. The party is taking place in two ground units next to each other, facing the pool. There are about 25 guests, a couple women, mostly men. The host greets them. The host says that some of Jared’s friends are in another unit upstairs resting from last night’s events. They will be down whenever. The host asks Matt’s name while ogling him. Host says, “You’re going to be popular today. New meat!” The guys laugh. Chris says, “He’s mine.” Matt kisses Chris on the cheek. A few hours later, Chris and Matt are pretty drunk and in the pool. Jared is hanging with his friends. Todd is talking to a pretty rough dude. The guy Todd is talking to has his hands all over Todd’s body. Chris and Matt are watching from the pool. Chris says, “Looks like Todd is going to get fucked.” Matt reaches for Chris’ cock and feels how hard it is. Matt says, “Looks like he isn’t the only one.” Chris says, “You are a hot slut. Let’s go find someplace more private.” Matt and Chris kiss for a minute in the pool, get out and go to one of the apartments. As they enter the one apartment, they see it is too busy. They get more drinks and then Chris goes to ask Jared if the other apartment upstairs is available. Apparently, Chris and Todd had the same idea because now, Jared, Chris, Matt, Todd and Todd’s new friend are making their way upstairs. Jared goes in, checks things out. Comes out and says, the living room is free; but the bedrooms are occupied. Jared then says, “Can I watch?” Chris pushes Jared out but Todd’s new friend says, “Let him stay.” Chris looks at Matt, who is only wearing his purple briefs with white trim, and Matt shrugs. Matt and Chris kiss. Todd and his man kiss. The foreplay is on. Matt’s briefs are the first on the floor. Todd’s speedo is off. Both Todd and Matt are giving their tops head. Chris drops his board shorts. Todd’s friend shorts and boxers hit the floor. The couples are naked now. Chris bends Matt over the edge of the couch and starts eating Matt’s ass. Todd’s friend asks if Todd cleaned out. Todd says yes and then is roughly bent over the couch facing Matt as Todd eats his ass. Matt and Todd make out as the guys eat their asses. Todd’s guy gets up, slaps his cock on Todd’s hole and says, “I gotta fuck this ass.” Todd asks Jared if he will grab the condoms and lube from downstairs. Jared obliges. His cock tenting his shorts. Matt sees how big Jared’s cock must be. Todd sees Matt’s face. Todd says, “Don’t think about it. He is a slut. Every bottom in town has given it up to Jared. Chris will never touch you again.” Chris is eating Matt’s hole so good. Matt is moaning. Jared comes back with two of his friends. He gives Todd the condoms and lube. They stay to watch. Todd’s friend bags up his cock, lubes it up and starts fucking Todd. Todd is grimacing from the pain. Matt kisses him and feels Todd’s body to make him feel good as he adjusts to his top’s cock. Chris grabs some lube from his board shorts, lubes his cock, and goes to enter Matt. One of Jared’s friends says, “Hey, where’s your condom?” Matt feels Chris’s cock pushing on his hole. The same voice says, “Do you want a condom on?” Matt says, “Fucking put it in.” To a chorus of, “Oh shit!” and “Fuck yeah!” Matt says, “That’s how I like it.” Chris says, “Fuck yeah you do. Let me fuck you raw first time we fucked didn’t you Matt?” Matt says, “Yes.” Todd is getting fucked hard now. His top is clearly turned on watching Matt get fucked bareback. Matt is kissing Todd again. Chris is fucking him hard and fast. Loving the fuck, Chris is not going to last too long. Matt can feel Chris is excited. Chris pulls out of Matt. Chris says, “I got way to close to cumming.” Todd asks, “Can I fuck you?” Matt says, “Yes.” Chris says, “With a condom though.” Todd’s new guy is a bit disappointed. He pulls out of Matt and takes off his condoms. One of Jared’s friends is on his knees sucking the guy’s dick. Todd bags his cock and tells Matt to ride it. Matt gets on Todd’s cock and it slides in easily. Matt rides the condom-covered cock in his ass. It feels wrong. Matt is working his ass hard but it just doesn’t feel right. Matt hates it when guys wear condoms to fuck him now. He knows he should use them with guys he doesn’t know, but this just isn’t comfortable. Chris and the guy who was fucking Todd are chatting. Todd’s guy is getting head from one of Jared’s friends, but he is fingering Chris’s ass and whispering in Chris ear. Chris moans from the finger in his ass. Todd’s guy kisses Chris. Matt is watching the hot scene in front of him as he rides Todd’s cock for about 5 minutes before he hears Chris say, “Matt, get on your knees.” Matt gets off Todd’s condom covered cock. Chris says, “Bend over. Ready for more raw cock?” Matt says, “Yeah.” Matt wipes his sweaty forehead and Chris says, “Say it again.” Matt arches his back, sticks out his ass and says, “I want some more raw cock.” Todd’s top steps behind Matt and pushes his long, bare cock into Matt’s ass. Matt looks back and sees Todd’s top is fucking him. He looks at Chris. Chris says, “Fuck you are of hot slut.” Todd rips off his condom, gets in front of Matt and Matt starts giving Todd a blowjob. Matt is stuffed at both ends as 4 guys watch him get fucked. Todd’s guy says, “Feels better raw doesn’t it slut?” Matt moans affirmatively around Todd’s cock. Matt feels the hands on him from Chris, Todd, Todd’s top, and hears guys saying, “oh yeah” “that is so hot” “fuck this little bitch” “slut is taking it raw”. Matt is moaning. Chris says, “what a fuckin slut. First night we chatted online, he was naked. Matt is on display now. Sweating as he is getting fucked at both ends now. Loving getting it at both ends. Chris says, “My turn again.” Todd’s top pulls out of Matt’s ass, tells Todd to bend over the couch, Chris says, “get a condom for Todd’s ass.” Todd is bend over on the couch next to Matt, both their arms leaning on the back of the couch, asses presented to the room, hard cocks on display. Matt hears, “The twink is a hot pig bottom. Look at his ass wink knowing he is getting more raw cock.” Chris says, "Ready for more raw cock Matt?” as he slides his raw cock back in Matt’s hole. Matt looks at Todd as his top’s cock is covered in a condom again. Matt wonders how that condom covered cock can feel good in Todd’s ass. One of the guys says, “Safety first. Safe fucking dick in your ass.” Todd’s face is red as the top pushes inside him. Todd kisses Matt. Matt can feel Todd is struggling to take the long cock in him. Matt whispers to Todd, “Do you want to take it raw? It felt good in me raw. No struggle.” Todd doesn’t answer Matt. He kisses Matt. A few minutes later, Matt is now sucking another guys’ cock and getting fucked raw by Chris when he hears Todd say, “I want to take it raw.” Todd’s top says, “You what?” Todd says, “I want to fucking take it raw.” Todd’s top says, “Are you sure?” Todd says, “Yeah, I want to fucking take raw cock.” Todd’s top high fives Chris, pulls out his cock. Todd says, “Get that condom off.” “Alright” says Todd’s top as he pushes back in. “Feel that raw cock in you Todd?” asks Chris. Todd says, “Yeah. Feels good.” Todd’s top says, “Feels so much better right?” Todd says, “Fuck yeah. Feels so good.” There is a lot of moaning and the tops are kissing now. Chris says, “Fuck this is so hot. I’m going to cum in this slut.” Matt says, “Do it. Cum inside me.” Todd's top says, “Look at Matt take that load Todd.” Chris groans loudly as he grabs Matt’s hips and cums deep in Matt’s ass. Matt is moaning, “Yeah, give it to me.” Chris pulls out of Matt and sits on the couch next to him. Chris and Matt kiss. The guy Matt was sucking comes behind Matt and says, “Tell me what you want.” Matt says, “Fuck me raw and cum in my ass.” The new top, one of Jared’s friends, slides in Matt’s wet ass. He fucks Matt for a few minutes. Matt is making out with Chris as he is getting fucked bare by a guy he doesn’t even know. Matt is rock hard. Matt hears Todd’s top say, “I’m going to cum bitch. Do you want my load?” Todd says yes. Matt turns his head to watch Todd take his first raw load. As Todd’s top cums inside him, the guy fucking Matt says, “I can’t hold back.” Matt feels the top cum inside him. The guy pulls out. Matt and Todd and Todd’s top all collapse on the couch. They are a sweaty mess. Everyone is really turned on. Jared’s other friend sucks Todd off. Chris has Matt sit in his lap and ride another load out of him. Chris cums in Matt’s ass again. Todd has taken his first load. Matt has three loads in his ass from 2 different guys. Everyone finds their swim trunks and heads out. They get in the pool to cool off. After 30 minutes or so, Todd and his top leave the party. Chris and Matt leave too; exhausted. Jared rides with them. Back at the apartment, Matt and Chris collapse together in Chris’s bed.

Had seen this tall guy once before here but others were around and he was skittish and ran off. Alone today it took a while of stroking in front of him but he warmed up, moved over and offered me his small limp cock to suck. He was not a grower but did get hard. It wasn't long and he started groaning. Next thing my mouth was filled with his sweet warm cum. Maybe he'll approach me quicker next time. As he walked away another older guy walked up. Bigger thicker cock but he just opened his fly. Soon he pulled away and said he was too nervous. Next met a heavy set younger guy on the trail. Nice big work boots, probably on his lunch break. He turned and led me to a good spot. I just got sucking his nice sized fat cock and he told me he was ready to cum. I turned my ass to him and did my best to back on. He came on and in my hole quickly pulling away. I saw he was still cumming so sucked up the rest. We both expressed Thanks all around. Soon came upon a fit older guy. Led him back to the same spot. Sucked on his 7" thick uncut cock. Knew I needed it up the ass as soon as he was hard. He said he needed a condom. Kissed his neck and his interest remained. Sucked him some more and he played with my ass hole. Told him I didn't need the condom. He said he would love my ass, but needed to do it inside and with a condom. We parted ways amicably. Fittest most handsome guy of the day seemed to be avoiding me. Finally followed me into a secluded space. He was very nervous and kept looking about. I couldn't verbally calm him down but he kept letting me suck his beautiful cock. His hand quickly slipped down to check my hole. Said he was anxious, really just checking this place out and didn't have time to do anything. Did say he wanted to go deeper into the woods and get naked. Even though he said he needed to go he kept fondling my cock. Finally went down on me. Every now and then we would kiss, full sensual on the lips. I turned and offered my ass, he was very tempted but said not today. We kept rubbing our almost naked bodies and he turned around and offered his ass. I ate it for a while and then stood and probed with my naked cock. He was clearly pleased and tried to make a plan for another time which I couldn't do without my daytimer. Remember my vehicle he suggested as he left with a big inviting smile. I love this game, even without getting to the fulfilling climax.

I Taggedslut breeding x3 My cunt has just been treated to 3 anon loads. A Grindr 37 year old started things by off wanting to breed my anon hole. With his bf at home He wanted to breed a stranger with his cheating load. I was happy to be the cunt he got off in. Nothing better than taking cheating seed anon. He fingered my cunt with his precum before sliding in to unload. No messing no chat... I had his hot cum that his bf should have had. I was loaded, tagged and left dripping! A 25 yr old anon Grindr fuck wanted to use my cummy hole and after confirming I was loaded he was straight round. Guys love a preloaded cunt to get off in and that’s just what he did. He spent ages watching his dick slide in and out covered in a strangers cum. I heard him say , ‘take my load faggot’ as he thrust in and dumped a 5 day load into the cheating load. A 27 yr old anon Grindr load was next after I advertised my cummy cunt for anon use. Less than half hour after load number 2 this guy was round to make it a hat trick. He simply unzipped and wanked while he tested my cummy hole with his 2 fingers. I can’t be sure but I got the impression he was feeding himself cum from my hole while he was getting hard. Then when his cock was ready and without any warning he slid straight in to my loaded hole. He grabbed my jock as he pulled me back on to his throbbing cock. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long in there. As a true cumdump I sometimes love that it’s not about the fuck. It’s all about the breeding! I’m more than happy for a guy to slide in and unload. No fucking just a hot seeding! This guy was ready to add his load. He stopped thrusting and just stood still. I could feel i was pierced by his dick as he quietly dumped his load in me. I felt his dick pumping it’s load into me as he softly spoke his only words, ‘you filthy whore’. Too fucking right and I have no idea if any or all of those loads were poz. Another cumdump adventure afternoon in Swindon.

Bob‘s last visit on this site (or is it yet an UNESCO heritage😇) is 4 years ago. 🤪 Perhaps he is now the biggest fist-pig in his area…for men only of course.

I think of two instances that surprised me. One guy I got together with when I started sucking him, he fingered my hole that I got lubed for him. He said how he liked it being ready for him, then turned me around and sid in pretty quickly, fucked like he hadn't fucked in a year and came pretty quickly, then said "wait I have more" and kept fucking me. He came 3 times, then we took a shower together and he slid in me again, saying "I can't believe how good you take my rough fucks and keep holding my cum". The other guy had a less impressive looking dick--short but very thick. It hurt felt like a wedge was jammed in me. He fucked came pretty quick, and kept fucking me. He came about 9-10 times in about 13 hours. He fucked and came about 5 times in the first 2 hours. We talked and he just grabbed me and fucked didn't even ask. Kept saying how he loved how I would just take his dick and cumloads without complaining. "You just let me keep fucking you and filling you. You let me use you how I want and thank me for the cum".

I had a fuck buddy for a few years -- until he graduated college and moved away. Back then I was a top and he was a horny little slut bottom. Other than going out to dinner once, our relationship was entirely sexual. And that, we never planned. It was just that, if we happened to see each other out at a club, there was a 90% chance that we were going to end up fucking. I saw him one last time after graduation -- he came back to town for homecoming one year. He came up to me at the bar to say hi. He was with someone but still asked me if I still lived in the same place. Later that night there was a knock on my door. We had a little fun before he went back to his friend's house with a load of my cum in his ass. So my definition of a fuck bud is a steady sex partner who is relaxed, drama free, and makes sex fun.

Cumdumps should never be picky. They were born to get fucked and take loads. A good bottom is willing to let ANY male fuck it anytime, anywhere and shouldn’t care what they look like, their age, race, height, weight, status or whether or not they are related. Just get on your knees and suck their cocks, bend over and get fucked, or lay on your back, spread those legs and get bred.That’s what your role is.

Great story! Love seeing how it continues. Glad that Katie is still in the story.

4. The Skeleton's Pipe "Come on," Seth said, motioning for me to follow him. I was still stuck in the sling, and I didn't have any idea how I got out of it. I did my best, and managed to climb out with some grace. Jon was watching me and smiling. He had gotten rid of the tank top; his muscles were now framed by a dark maroon leather harness. His muscles and face were highlighted with red now. He still looked like a devil, and the transformation was stunning. I would have gladly sold my soul just for the briefest taste of his cock. "You're really hot," he said. I stood up from the sling, and under Jon's careful gaze, my knees buckled and I fell on my ass. "Here," he said, offering me his hand. He was trying not to smile. I grabbed it, and he pulled me back up, and right up against him. His body was hard and hairy and warm, and I loved how it felt pressed against me. "We're going to have so much fun today," he said, before leaning in and giving me a long kiss. "Leo?" Seth asked; he was a little annoyed by Jon's flirting with me. "Yes," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. He turned to me. "So much fun," he said, before turning back to Seth. "He's in the library. Told him to get comfortable." "How many are we expecting tonight?" "Maybe twenty," Jon said. "I'll get enough," Seth said. "Sounds good." Jon finally released me, gave me a slap on the ass, and pointed me towards Seth. I followed Seth; he hadn't bothered to put on any clothes; I was a bit self conscious of wearing little more than a jockstrap. Although, the way my hole was twitching for more dick was far more embarrassing to me. "Here," Seth said, stopping in front of an old, heavy oak door. He saw me staring at it. "JP saw it in France, and had to have it. Anyway, Leo's really cool. You'll like him." He opened the door; it was even thicker than I expected. The room was dimly lit, and lined with books. In the middle was a large table, surrounded by leather chairs. In one corner, was another leather sofa and armchair, along with the seemingly ubiquitous small bar. Sitting on the sofa was a human skeleton. "Damn," Seth said. The skeleton got up; as he moved, I realized he just had a drawing of a skeleton done in black across his skin. I could see the slight bleed of the ink on the skin; it was just a costume. "That's amazing." "I know," the skeleton said. He was nearly six feet tall, and had a hairy chest, and with a light brown goatee. He was wearing a jock strap although I could see the outline of a thick dickhead through the fabric. "A customer is an artist and did it for me in exchange for a teener." "It's really hot," Seth said. "This is Kenta," he continued, pushing me forward to Leo. "He's a new friend of ours. And Kenta, this is Leo, a long time friend of ours." "In other words," Leo started, smiling. "I'm their dealer. Pleased to meet you." He looked me over. I tried not to blush as he spun me around, and stared at my ass. "And I'm very happy to meet you," he said. He turned to Seth. "He parties?" "Just starting out," Seth said. Leo had grabbed my ass, and I had arched my back. It was almost a reflexive reaction; ad it felt like the right thing to do. I wanted to show off my ass to Leo. Seth chuckled, and continued. "He likes you." "He's a nice one." Leo turned me back around. "You like to blow clouds?" he asked. "Blow clouds?" I asked. I had seen that in guy's profiles online. But I had never asked what it meant. "You've never partied with tina before, have you?" Seth asked. "Tina? No." I felt like a prude in front of these men. "But I could try?" I asked. He two men smiled as I said it, and I knew it was the right thing to do. I hadn't chickened out in front of them. "That's the spirit," Leo said. He sat back down and patted the sofa next to him. "Join me. I'll get you started. Then, if you like it, we can do some more." I got on to the sofa. The skeleton ink on Leo's face was a bit unnerving. It was both scary and exciting, a bit like the entire night had been. "And you?" Leo asked, turning to Seth. "What's the day's order?" "How much for fifty?" "Two point five," Leo replied. From his backpack, he had pulled out a cigar torch, and a long pipe made out of clear glass. At one end was a sphere with a small opening at the top. "This is a glass pipe," Leo said to me. "1750," Seth replied. "Two," Leo said to Seth. "Done. Let me get that for you." "And this one, he'll be on the house." "Perfect," Seth said. "You take care of him." Seth walked to a back corner of the library, walking through a shelf of books weirdly ajar. "Watch," Leo said. "And then I'm going to shot gun you." I nodded. I had done a shot gun a few times with my ex-boyfriend. It was a good excuse to make out. Leo held the torch under the pipe. "Keep the bowl low. And not too hot," he said. The white crystals in the bowl began to melt, and quickly, the bowl filled with a thick white cloud. "And then, slowly inhale," he said, as he put the pipe to his lips. He inhaled, always letting the bowl stay full. His body shuddered as the drugs filled his lungs. I was scared. The evening was going faster and further than I had expected, but, at the same time, it felt great. Jon, JP, Cal, Seth, and now Leo, they were all hot men, and I wanted each of them inside me. Now, one of them was offering me a hit of some new drug. I hadn't thought to ask what it really was, before he leaned, pressed his lips against mine, and exhaled. I took his hit. There was a slight chemical taste to it, and maybe a trace of bitterness. But then his tongue pressed into my mouth, and I could only taste his tobacco residue. It didn't matter. I wanted anything he gave me, from the diaphanous cloud soaking into my lungs, to his tongue, and hopefully soon his cock. "Now hold it for a second," he said, as he broke off the kiss. He hadn't given me the whole hit; he immediately exhaled a thick cloud. He reached down with one hand and adjusted himself. "God damn. This stuff makes me so horny." My empty, hungry asshole twitched in agreement. I had done only one hit of the drug, but already, I felt my mind racing. Before I did the hit, I was horny. Now, sexual pleasure defined my very being. All I wanted was to fuck, and I had to fuck as many men as possible. "You can exhaled," Leo said. "I can tell. You really like that?" I exhaled the hit. It seemed small compared to what Leo had just exhaled. "That's a good beginning," Leo said, acknowledging just how little I had done. "Now it's time for one on your own." Before I could say anything, he stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Let it first warm up," he said. He held the torch under the bowl, and it quickly crackled and smoked from the heat. "Now, inhale slowly. Don't stop until I tell you too." I followed his instructions, letting the thick cloud fill my lungs. I had felt really comfortable and connected earlier, and now this was making me feel sleazy and slutty. Getting fucked by Leo was inevitable, and I welcomed it. "Keep on," Leo said, pushing me on only my second hit. Finally, Leo pulled the torch away. He let me inhale for a few more seconds, and then took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, before sticking the pipe in his own mouth, and inhaled. We both held our hits for a while, savoring how the chemical was making us feel. "That's good," he finally said, and we exhaled. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "Really good," I said. It was hard not to play with myself. I was so horny all of a sudden. "Really, really horny." "That's natural," he said. He was playing with his bulge again. "Nothing gets me harder than a bit of crystal." "Crystal?" I asked. "Yeah. Tina. Crystal. Same thing," Leo said. I had heard about crystal. It was a horrible drug that would wreck your life. But that was nothing like what I was feeling. This wasn't what people had told me, and now I wasn't sure what to think. Leo helped me think. "Want one more hit?" he asked. "I'm going to do one." "Sure," I said. We repeated the same ritual, Leo with the lighter, me with the pipe. It felt good. So did the second one we did right after that. "Fuck," I finally managed. I had been rubbing my dick through the jockstrap. I was really turned on, but yet, my dick was stubbornly soft. Leo noticed. "Yeah. Tina-dick. It happens. Don't worry about it." I was leaning back a bit, arching my back so I could play with my hole. "Can I?" Leo asked, as he reached down and ran a finger around my hole. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. "Fuck," I repeated. He was teasing my hole, and pressing his finger, before pulling it back out. "See you've already been fucked," he said. He held up his finger; I could see a glob of white spunk at the tip. He licked it up. He savored the sperm, then smiled. "Yeah. Seth," he said. "Fuck I want to get inside you." He reached down and pulled his dick out. It was at least as thick as Seth's cock, and an inch longer. I was glad that Seth had opened me up. "Another hit," he said. "Before you take this." "Yeah," I said. "Please." "Get on my lap first," Leo said. He helped me get in to position. I was kneeling over him, and the tip of his cock was just brushing against my hole. It tickled my hole. I tried to lower myself onto his dick, but although it was plenty hard enough, Leo grabbed and stopped me. "Not yet. Let's do a hit." He put the pipe in my mouth, and held the torch under the bowl. It heated quickly. "Now," he said. I inhaled like he had taught me, slow and steady, letting the thick clouds fill my lungs. "That's it. It's gonna feel really good." I sucked a bit more, then he took the pipe from me. "Hold that while I do my hit." Leo took several long draws on the pipe, as I held my breath. "Now," he said. I exhaled. Leo grabbed my waist, and just as had emptied my lungs, pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled his hit into me; I was so starved for oxygen that I took it. At the very same time, Leo was pressing his cock into me. I tried to gasp, but he still had his lips against mine. His cock filled me up. He was thick and hard, and there was a bit of discomfort as I struggled to get used to it. But then the most recent hits of crystal started to kick in. It reminded me how much I loved getting fucked, and how good it felt to be finally fucking raw. It was hard to reconcile how good I was feeling with all the messages I had gotten growing up. Sex felt amazing. Crystal was amazing. Bareback was safe. Plus, dear god, bareback felt so much better. There was no way I could have taken Leo with a rubber. But raw, it was like a dream. Finally, Leo released his lips from mine. I immediately exhaled, and it was a thick white cloud of crystal. "Fuck," I moaned, as Leo's curly brown pubes tickled my ass. "Fuck," I repeated. "Hell yeah," Leo said. We kissed. His bushy goatee was surprisingly soft against my face. "Hot hole." He slid out a few inches, then pressed back in. In the quiet of the library, I hear Seth's sperm slosh around Leo's dick. "Well," Seth suddenly said. I turned, and he was standing there with a thick envelope. He was stroking his dick with his other hand. "Looks like you guys are getting to know each other." "Yeah," Leo said. "Fucking hot hole." "And wet, sounds like," Seth said. "Oh, yeah," Leo said. He slid his dick another inch into me. My toes were curling in pleasure; I didn't care that the host of the party was watching me get fucked by a guest. I didn't care that I was blindingly high. I didn't care it was the second raw cock I had taken. I just loved that I was getting fucked. "He's hungry." "Yeah. Hey. I've gotta deal with something. It's all here. And you give the boy what he needs." He put the envelope on top of Leo's backpack, then leaned in and kissed me. "I'll be back soon enough. You and Leo have a good time." "Yeah," I said. I turned back to Leo, who was smiling at me. "I know what you need," he said, as Seth stepped out of the library, and closed the door behind him. "Just fuck me," I said. I clenched my ass around his cock. It felt like it was meant to be there. "Another hit, and a then good, hard fucking," he said. "Please," I said. "Just give it to me."

3. Sling Sex "Now," Jon said, taking the glasses from each of us, "What were you thinking?" he asked Seth. "He's so cute and boyish," Seth said. Jon had dealt with the glasses, and was now right in front of me. I looked up at him. With the beard and eyeliner, he looked like a kindly old devil with seductive, dangerous ideas. I kissed Jon. Seth continued. "I knew the moment I saw him." "I think I know," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. "What?" I asked. I had know idea what they had planned for me. "Peter Pan," Seth said. I blushed. It wasn't the first time I had been accused of not quite growing up. I was about to protest, but Seth reached down, and pulled down my sweat pants. "Nice underwear," Jon said. "The blue looks good on you." "Too bad it has to come off," Seth said. He pushed it down, and my dick sprang free. "Hard already, huh?" I was staring at Jon, and he was smiling, waiting for my answer. "Yeah," I said, nodding. "Me too," Jon said. He reached down and pulled his sweats open. I looked down. His dick was as hard as mine was, but was nearly twice as big: both in length and girth. "It's going to be a fun night." Seth had disappeared for a moment, and I could feel the cool air against my ass. Jon reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks, before leaning in and kissing me again. "One more lost boy, needing a daddy?" he whispered in my ear. His breath was warm, yet I still shivered in excitement. "Please," I said. "Let's not rush it," he said. I heard Seth re-appear. "And I'm sure Seth wants to get you in costume first." I turned; he had random bits of fabric and leather draped over his arms, and was holding a pair of dark green suede boots. "Although you're plenty fine naked, let's get you dressed again," Seth said. He handed me a jock strap, and then a pair of green knee-high socks. After the socks, he helped me into the green boots. They fit surprisingly well, although I hadn't realized just how much of a heel they had. "Look," Seth said, as I stumbled slightly trying to walk in them. He pointed at a large mirror against one wall. In just a pair of green boots and a green jockstrap, I looked less like Peter Pan and more like a horny boy. "The boots make your ass look amazing." I turned slightly and looked. I had a small, but muscular ass. Framed by the jock, I hoped it made Jon and Seth want to fuck me. "One more thing," Jon said, as he came up behind me. "Hand above your head," he said. I put my hands above my head, and he worked a leather harness over them. The straps were warm against my skin, although the hardware was still a bit cold. I loved feeling Jon's fingers against my skin as he adjusted the straps, tightening the leather around my body. "That's perfect," he finally said. I looked again. The leather was deep hunter green, with black accents. It perfectly complimented the jockstrap and boots. "Yeah. That's really good," Seth said. "I'll say," Jon said. He looked at his watch. "Fuck," he said. "I've got to deal with my costume now." He turned back to me, grabbed the harness strap across my chest, and yanked me to him. He gave me a long kiss. "Don't worry. I've already got plans for you later." As soon as Jon released me, Seth grabbed the back of the harness, and pulled me back to him. He wrapped an arm around me, and I could feel his dick pressing against my exposed ass. Jon turned around at the door. He smiled. "Be good, boys," he said. "I'm sure Kenta is very good," Seth said. He rubbed his bulge against my ass. "Very good indeed," he whispered in to my ear, before turning me around. "We'll have plenty of time," Seth said. "And I've been looking forward to this for the entire week." We kissed again. Somehow, Seth seemed to take off his tank top without breaking our kiss. His sweats were the next thing to come off. Underneath, he had a black jockstrap, and his cock was straining against the pouch. We kissed again, as Seth rubbed his dick against me. I kept on trying to find reasons to be nervous or scared, but I couldn't. We were all adults, and we were all men. We were horny, but that was completely natural. Seth finally broke off the kiss. "How do you like it? The leather?" "It feels good. Warm. Strong." "You look good in it," Seth said. He stepped away, and took another look, carefully checking me out. I felt self-conscious, but I also loved being the object of his attention. "Very good," he said. He motioned me to follow him as he headed to the sling. "You ever been in a sling before?" he asked. "No," I said. "Want to try it?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. I felt warm, comfortable, and safe. There was no reason not to try it. "How do I do it?" "Just lean back, and sort of fall in," Seth said. He was standing in front of me, and as I tipped back, he grabbed my legs, spreading them wide. The leather was a bit cold at first, but it quickly warmed up next to my body. Seth put my legs into stirrups, so that my ass was spread open and completely exposed. "This feels good," I said. It did. I was on display, and I wanted Seth to take advantage of it. "Really good." "This is just the start." Seth knelt down, and pressed his face into my ass. He ran his tongue around the edge of my hole, and I thought I was going to die of pleasure. I tried not to squirm as he rimmed me, but the sensory overload was intense. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," I moaned, not really able to say much else. Seth seemed oblivious to my enjoyment, but just continued to eat me out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued. After only a minute of rimming, I realized that I had never been really fucked before. Everything else had just been practice, and this was the real thing. It was time to lose my virginity once more. Seth tortured me with his rimming for several more minutes. I was all but begging him to fuck me, but he kept on saying it would happen soon enough. Finally, he stood up. His dick was sticking straight up as well. It seemed impossibly big, yet I still needed it inside me. If it didn't destroy me, it was going to feel amazing. "I know what you want," he said. "You said you're on Prep?" he asked, once more even though we had texted about it. "Yeah." "Awesome," he said. He had found a tub of vaseline, and spread some over his cock. Another dab went into my hole. My ass clenched at that first penetration. But it was very easy to relax. It was like I was stoned, only better. "Yeah," he said. "That's the G. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah," I said. "It does." "I love it." He slid a second finger into me. "I love having sex when I'm tripping on G." "It feels so good," I said. Between the drugs, the leather, and the fingers, my head was spinning. It could have been scary. But there was something about Seth and Jon that had made me feel safe. As Seth had told me in a message, with me taking prep, the worst would that I didn't have a good time. "Fuck me." "Hungry boy," Seth said. "That's fucking hot. Don't worry. You'll get what you need." He put a bit more of the vaseline on his fingers, and a pressed a three fingers into me. He rubbed my hole, trying to get me to relax. "So fucking turned on," I said. "I can tell. But it makes you so tight." He handed me a bottle of poppers. I had seen them online, but had never done it before. "You never done it?" he asked. "Just seen it online." "Hold it under your nose. Pinch the other nostril closed, and inhale. Just two or three seconds, then hold it for a bit." I did what he told me to do. The fumes from the bottle were chemical, but not scary. At first, I didn't think they had done anything. But then, the rush hit me. First, my head pounded a bit, but it wasn't at all unpleasant. Then the warmth went down my body, and I felt my asshole suddenly relax. "That's it boy. Let me in." His three fingers slid in all the way to the base, and they felt amazing. Yet, I was craving more. "Just right. Tight and hot and wet." He played with my ass as I got lost in the poppers headspace. I wanted him to fuck me, and I really wanted him to cum in me. Barebacking had seemed so dirty and dangerous when I had been in high school. But now, in college, as an adult, it was such a different thing. It was how Seth and I were always supposed to fuck. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Yeah. I think so," Seth said. He pulled his fingers out of me. My hole was twitching, hungry for something to fill it up. He lined his cock up with my hole, but then took the poppers from me, and did a long hit from it. "I'm used to them," he said, before taking an equally long drag through his other nostril. "Here," he said, and handed me the bottle and cap. His dickhead was hard and it felt like he was already dribbling pre-cum onto my hole. "Please," I muttered, before taking another hit from the brown bottle. This time, I took a few seconds, and did another hit in quick succession. Seth smiled at me, and as I screwed the cap back on, he pushed his dickhead into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, as he slowly slid his shaft into me. "Daaaaaamn," I grunted. His dick was filling me up. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked and he was just as big as he looked. But going slow wasn't an option for either of us. We needed both needed his cock deep in my guts. It was primal urge, and one that we were powerless against. "All the way," "Hell yeah," Seth said. The urge was irresistible, but that was the entire point. I wanted to get fucked, and Seth wanted to fuck me. It was the perfect alignment of our natural desires. "Almost all in," he grunted. "Sweet hole," he said as he started to thrust back and forth, opening me up and edging himself closer to orgasm. "Hot dick," I replied. He leaned in, pressing himself against me, and forcing his cock deep in my hole. He kissed me. "Fuck me," I said when he finally let me catch my breath. "Please." He kissed me again. It was long and deep, and I got lost. It was the sex that mattered, not the time. I wasn't sure if the kiss was just a few seconds, a few minutes, or maybe even an hour. "You're going to get a lot of dick tonight," Seth said. "And a lot of sperm. Enjoy it." We kissed again, as Seth slid his dick in and out of me. He wasn't the biggest cock I had taken, but I had never felt quite so open as when he was fucking me. The drugs were helping, but the lack of any barrier between Seth and myself was the biggest factor. I had heard bareback was amazing, but the stories didn't do it justice. "Don't stop," I said, clenching my ass around Seth's tool, trying to keep it inside me. "That's it," Seth said. "Milk my cock. Get me off." We kissed again. It was a long one, interrupted by only by one of us grunting in pleasure. I tried to keep up, but it was hard to think. All the sensations were overwhelming me: the sound of Seth grunting, the feel of Seth's dick in my ass, the scent of the leather and sweat in the room. It all screamed sex, and was driving me wild. "You want my load?" Seth finally moaned. "Fuck man. Please. Give it to me." I didn't have to worry about anything. I could take Seth's load. He could breed me, like a man should. "Cum in me." "Oh FUUUUUCK," Seth moaned, slamming his cock hard into my ass. Deep in my guts, practically in my stomach, I felt his dickhead flare, and a sudden jet of warmth into my body. "I'm CUUUUUMING," he moaned again, as his whole body shook, and there was another warm jet of sperm landing inside me. "CUUUUUUUMING," he moaned again. "Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me," I repeated, as he unloaded into my ass. It was hard to believe that something so sleazy and dirty felt so natural. "Fill me up." "YEEEEEAAAHH," Seth grunted again, as his body continued to shake. It took several more spurts before his balls were sufficiently drained. "Hell yeah," he finally said, as his mind cleared from the ecstatic fog of orgasm. "Fuck yes. I had been looking forward to that. And you do not disappoint." He leaned in and kissed me once more. His dick was still hard, nestled deep inside me. He was gently rocking me back and forth on the sling, using the motion to slowly fuck me against his dick. "That felt amazing," I finally said. "You cumming in me." "First time being bred?" he asked. He was still on top of me. He was warm and sweaty, and I felt safe underneath him. I nodded. "Glad it was me," he said. "Me too." We kissed again. There was no rush now. We could enjoy ourselves. "You feel so good." "That's bareback," Seth said. He slid his cock nearly out. He was impressively hard, and he then slid right back into me. "Nothing like a raw hole." Before he could really start fucking me, the door opened and Jon walked back in. He paused, staring at the tableau. "Fuck. That's what I like to see. My boys taking care of each other." "Hey," Seth said. He stood up, but managed to keep his cock in my ass. "What's up?" "Leo's here. Hoping you can take care of that?" "Yeah. Bring Kenta?" "Yeah. It'll be educational." "Very much," Seth said. He turned back to me. "You're gonna enjoy this."

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

Let me tell you about myself quickly. My name is Josh I am 20 years old, ladies man, athletic and a student at the local University. Until two weeks ago I would have said I was a straight lad who loved fucking women and was not gay at all! Between studying and working I don't have much time left for exercising, so my evening jogs had become a welcome routine and somewhat relaxing distraction. So as I jogged along the path at my local park, I thought I saw someone walking the opposite direction as me on the other side, its not unusual to see people in the park at this time of the evening so I thought nothing of it, and besides I lost sight of them as I rounded a few trees. Deciding to finish my jog with a 100 metre sprint I headed towards the public toilets at a furious pace. Panting heavily and out of breath I reached the public toilets, deciding then to take a piss and refill my water bottle. The toilet was dimly lit inside and to my surprise I was not alone, there was a older man using one of the two urinals. Looking up he acknowledged me and said "Evening lad, been running have you?" I nervously stepped up next to him with sweat running from my brow, unzipping as I replied, trying to keep my eyes on the wall in front of me. "Yes, thanks" "I'll bet you're thirsty boy" I looked over unsure what he meant, his tone different, more authoritarian. "Yeah I-" I broke off my reply, my eyes had looking down to his hands, which were shaking off the last few drops of urine from his cock. But more than that, he was stroking it, and what a cock it was. It must have been around 8 inches long, thick with an angry dark purple head. I was lost for words and forgot completely about my need to piss, I just stood still with my dick in my hands... "I'll bet your real thirsty boy, I have got something for you" his tone definitely had a strong in control edge to it. Suddenly he raised his voice slightly and said "You little faggot, you've been staring at my cock and you're getting hard!" I snapped out of my trance staring at his cock, eyes flicking between my hardening dick, 6 inches when fully erect, and his manly cock. "I'm not gay!" I hastily replied. "Like fuck you aren't! Your mouth is watering at the sight of a real mans cock!" and with that he reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling it towards his own thick cock. I could have resisted but for some reason I didn't, partly in shock I allowed myself to be led by him. My fingers instinctively wrapped around him as best they could naturally. His cock felt warm, solid and heavy. "I knew you were a fag" he then stated, "get on your fucking knees". There I was holding a cock in my hand, a cock that for the first time in my life, wasn't my own. A cock to someone who looked more than twice my age, and my own cock was strangely rock solid. I slid to my knees, confused but unable to resist. I had this overwhelming feeling that I wanted this. My hand began to stroke his cock, feeling it hardening even more and becoming ever firmer, heavier, fuller. "Open your mouth slut" as if they were the magic words my mouth fell open, my mouth watering instantly. I was given no warning, nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. He grabbed my head and rammed his hard throbbing cock into my mouth. This wasn't to be a blowjob, this wasn't going to be sexy, like one of the blowjobs my girlfriend had given me. No it was forceful, powerful, I was being facefucked like a slut. I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, I tried to pull away. His hands held my head firmly, his cock pulling back only to thrust again. I could taste the pre cum from the end of his cock, and the manly taste of a hot warm cock. All of a sudden he thrust deep into my throat, holding my face tight to his crotch as I struggled weakly against him. My throat convulsing and gagging. "God that feels amazing you little slut, you were born for this" My head felt like it was about to explode, his thick cock was stopping any air from getting to my lungs. Finally just before I felt I would pass out he pulled it out, strings of sticky saliva hanging from his cock and my mouth. "Work it fag boy" I looked up at him, kneeling on a dirty public toilet floor, with his cock at my lips and tears in my eyes having just been used. I felt dazed, like I was in a dream. But my own cock was so hard. I started kissing the head of his cock before parting my lips slightly and letting the head slip back into my mouth. I wanted to make this stranger cum, I did not know why but I wanted to give him a good blowjob. I began bobbing my head, trying to take him further each time, my hand working his shaft while my other cupping and massaging his balls. For a time the only sounds to be heard were my slurping as I messily sucked my first cock, and his grunts and moans. "Here it comes fag boy" his cock swelling in my mouth. His hands grabbing my head again as he began thrusting faster, more frantically. At this point I panicked. I'm not sure if it was the realisation of what I was doing and the fact a stranger was about to cum in my mouth, or that I realised I would be truly a faggot if I tasted his cum. Either way it was now pointless, he grinned down at me while I struggled, holding my head tight. His thrusts became shorter and harder. Then he exploded in my mouth. Hot sticky, gooey and foul tasting cum. Those are the only words I can think of to describe it, my mouth was quickly filled, what with the huge cock and increasing amounts of his cum there was not much room and his cum began dribbling out of my mouth as he pulled out, forcing my jaw closed. "Swallow it faggot." He ordered as his last few spurts of cum hit my face, and he rubbed my face with his cock painting it like a cheap whore. I swallowed his cum, it slid down the back of my throat, which was sore from such rough use. I coughed as I swallowed, bringing the flavour flooding back into my mouth. He pulled his softening cock back into his pants and half slapped my face, "thanks cock sucker, be here the same time tomorrow." As he walked out I looked down there was a small pool of my cum on the floor between my knees and my cock was still hard but constantly dripping. I ran my hand across my face, covering it with the strangers cum, and didn't hesitate to lick it, to taste it again, this made my own cock drip even more and I promptly lowered my hand to my cock and stroked it using the strangers cum as lubricant. It did not take 20 seconds before I was bucking my hips as I shot my load at the surreal event that just happened and the smell of cum and cock that filled my nostrils were a added stimulas. Heading home with a belly full of a strangers cum I felt weirdly liberated, happy that I had finally found my purpose in life as a cock sucker. Thank you for reading this story and please check my other stories in other categories, if you enjoy them leave a comment or hit the like button. Many thanks!

I went out last night and bar hopped. I was tipsy and on my way home. It was 5:00 am on the 1 train and there was just me, a homeless guy asleep and this really hot guy looking at his phone. After a couple stops he looked up. We made eye contact and I smiled (through my mask). He didn't break eye contact... Then he grabbed his crotch and I raised my eye brows and smiled again. He got up walked over to me and undid his pants and pulled out a thick 7 inch beautiful cock... I did what a good cumdump does and started sucking him off. It was hot as hell. I took his cock as deep down my throat as I could. Just as we pulled into the station he shot his hot load down my throat. Zipped up and walked out the subway car. It was a true fantasy cum true!!!

At the suna sunday night two guys had me bent over a table in the open area and pounded their loads into me and just left me their for the ones who watched the show.

Great story! I knew I should have continued playing baseball !

Need more

Very hot story Hungtop4barehole. I hope there is more, but even if it ends here, our imaginations can picture what happens to the boy. Never experienced anything like this - either being the bottom or one of the tops - but damn it would be fun! Thanks for taking the time t share this story with us all. A++++++++

In a short answer.....YES, 321 Slammer is worth the time!!!!!

What a sizzling-hot encounter, erotic, but also so sensual. Sorting all this out when they get home to Monrovia is going to take some doing.

This is such a great story. Love that Katie now sets him tasks - wonder what she has planned! Wonder if his secret pill stash gets discovered while he is away though! I think there may be trouble ahead! But is it really trouble - if it feels soooo goooood 😉 Thanks - and cant wait for more 🙂

From what I’ve heard public health departments are having to go this route on notification for infectious diseases in a large part due to Covid. They don’t have the resources to have a person call and talk so they’re resorting to texting. Honestly that’s one of the most embarrassing things about going to the free clinic as they want names and numbers of your contacts and most of mine are anon and I don’t have names or numbers. I’d got a text like that from Dallas County some months back which kind of freaked me out but I was already aware I had something.

Ass up in Atlanta door open and dark room, was there three days and got 22 loads, and ready to go back for more.

@boy4you I'm a native NY'er and was going to the Spike, the Anvil and other leather bars/backrooms while in my teens (18 was legal drinking then) back in the late '70s early '80s - a blond white jock boy who liked the leather scene and actually TOPPED (I considered NYU, but did theater at Fordham Lincoln Center instead). Anyway, I was always able to spot you sweet, naive, overwhelmed mid-westerners from a mile away either in the bar or even better hesitating outside As a guy their age or younger who looked like a "normal" jock from their campus but wearing the leather they secretly craved I could usually convince a curious but scared guy into the place with me, and along with other guys I knew from the scene, helped initiate and corrupt more than a few timid potential leather pigs into the scene. Great story @wtvrfzzz, looking forward to more chapters!

i've never come out to the whole world, but i think i understand the sentiment behind the question. For me, one of the challenges of being gay is having to come out over and over. i am not stereotypically gay, people don't look at me and just know. i have more women hit on me than men, and that is often when i have to, yet again, "come out." i have to explain to women who are interested in me that, hey, i'm gay. They are always surprised. i don't hide it, i just live and if it comes up, i have no problem being open about it. The first time i "came out" publicly was at church. Yep. my story is all over this site in pieces, but the short version is a grew up in a religious culture and spent a lot of my life trying not to be gay. So, my first coming out was "confessing my sin of being attracted to guys." This was the late 70's and gays were just starting to get some acceptance, religious organizations were not accepting as a rule and they didn't really have a clue of what it meant to be gay. The church i was part of equated it with alcoholism lol. Admitting my attraction to guys was one of the hardest things i ever did, and they didn't even get it. It took all of my courage, and all they did was circle me and pray for me and never mention it again. It was clear to me that they didn't get it and i ended up feeling more alone and isolated than i did before coming out. i've come out many times since then, really long story. i came to a place of self acceptance in 2006. For me, that was my real coming out, coming out to myself and accepting myself for who i am.

Thomas wasn't as mad as I thought he would be. He was annoyed that if I became poz it's possible now that it wasn't him, but he wasn't mad about who did it. Apparently 10inchscorpion is a "Banksy" of sorts, he has pozzed some of the top amateur porn stars online, but no one knows who he is. This kind of made me proud that he said I was better than he expected. I have teamed up with Johnny, Stephen, and Cory to post on the website. In between posing videos I post screenshots of my negative tests and act sad about it, knowing I'm going to be getting hate-fucked by Thomas the next time he see's me. I haven't spent a weeknight at home. Once the negative tests show up each week Stephen sends an address and what the person wants to do with me every day while I'm at work. I'd head back to their apartment where I'd clean up or let them help me prepare. The third night I was sent to a couple. They wanted me to strip on their front porch, so I did as I was told. I stripped down to a white jock strap and tucked my belongings to the right of the door. They both answered the door and I was invited inside, one of them took my belongings back to my car down the street. We smoked a few bowls and they asked a bunch of questions about my recent adventures. One of them Dave was annoyed at my chastity device, so instead of playing with my cock, he started to eat out and play with my ass (preferred anyway). As my as was up and getting lubed up by Dave I was forced down on Chris, his husband. Chris used my mouth and throat like a fleshlight, pressing my face into his large stomach and holding me there until I had to fight to breathe. Chris started to put me in positions for photographs as Dave went and made drinks for us. We drank quickly so we could get back to the nights activities. Within the hour I started to get quite drunk, and they were having the time of their lives switching back and forth between my ass and my mouth. For older out of shape guys they sure had a lot of stamina. I'm not sure what time they were done with me, but they just sent me out the door wearing nothing but my jock strap and my car key. I made it to my car, but knew I wasn't good enough to drive. I sent a message to Cory and he told me to just go enjoy the night out since I'm cleaned out and already drunk. I put on the shorts and t-thirt from my bag and walked drunkenly up the street to the closest club. There's no way I should have gotten into the club, but the bouncer recognized me and let me in. I enjoyed a song or two before heading to the bathroom. A few guys in line took pictures with me before I got to the front of the line. Just as I started to walk to the urinal I was pushed into a stall by someone behind me and my head was pressed against the wall above the toilet, my legs straddling the bowl and my hands on the pipes keeping me up. The man got straight to business, and his cock was pressing into my ass. By the time his hips hit my ass, I recognized this monster cock. 10inchscorpion was back. There were no words by the two of us only the slapping of his hips against my ass. His cock hitting something deep inside of me causing me to grimace in my mask, but I didn't complain, I started to meet his thrusts halfway. The man came deeply and loudly into my ass before pulling out and leaving the stall, and the stall door open. Security cut through the bathroom crowd that had built and pulled me out of the stall, dragging me in just my jock and t-shirt through the club. Men grabbed at my ass, taking pictures and videos. The bouncers laughed as they tossed me on the sidewalk. I crawled to my feet and stumbled away back to my car down the street. I realized my keys were in the shorts in the bathroom stall at the club. I laid down on lawn of the couple that I originally met with and I fell asleep. I woke up to Stephen standing between my legs, his foot stepping on my balls. "You had a fun night. Let's take you home, you have a big night tomorrow too." he said, putting more pressure on my caged up cock. The next morning I checked the site, Sure enough a video was shot from over the stall and uploaded to 10inchscorpion. And about a hundred clips of me left in the stall, and dragged out of the club on twitter and Snapchat.

The main reason I fuck raw is because I cum best when my glans is stimulated gently (I'm uncut) and no matter what they say, latex condoms don't feel like the inside of a foreskin or an arse. I've never tried "animal skin" condoms so can't comment on them. About the most exquisite sensation for me is when a guy's arse grips my dick just tight enough so that my skin doesn't slide in and out of them but I can slide my glans from my foreskin into their bare, unprotected arse.

I decided go to a local adult bookstore to relieve some study stress. Originally was planning to suck some cock and get sucked. I started with an older guy and got his cum quick. It empty after that, so I stepped out before putting more money into the machine. I saw this younger looking Latin dude with curly black hair just walk past me. I didn't know what he was looking for. I stepped back into the booth I was, and I heard him step into the booth next to me after grabbing paper towels which was weird. Without warning after a few moments, he unzipped and stuck it through without me noticing. It a nice uncut cock, dark-skinned about 3-4 inches. I immediately stuck it in my mouth. After sucking it, it grew to nice 7". After sucking for a few minutes, he pulled out and made a circular motion for me. I took it he wanted some ass. I sucked it to get some spit on it and rubbed some spit on my hole. Good thing I emptied earlier! I slowly slid it in. I did it on a whim and without thinking. I only wanted to please this hard dick in front of me like a good sub bottom. I'm shorter so I had to remain tip-toed with my ass pressed against the wall. After 10 minutes of thrusting, he gave an audible, satisfying moan loud enough to make any bottom feel proud and completed. He stayed in me until I slid him out. He put a chair in front of the hole to signify he was done with me, but just enough for me to peek inside. He was watching straight porn, so I knew I collected a straight load. Man that was hot! I haven't done that in years. I hope I meet him again.

Pls write more this is so hot

Thanks, Darkroom Taker & phukhole, for the gratifying replies. We've all been there, countless times, and I appreciate your input.

Chapter 6: The First Transcendence Tyler walked down the street, hair disheveled, clothes a mess, sweaty, and obviously looking like he had just finished some ravaging sex. Adam and Aaron lived in a much better part of town, so whereas Tyler and Brandon’s shit area he would have fit into fairly easily, not so much here. He looked trashy. He was getting looks and stares, like he was a street whore. He felt the cum slowly begin to work its way from his ass down his taint. Soon, it would start to dribble down his legs. Something about that made him feel good and yet it felt wrong and embarrassing. Again the force of the wrongness of everything was winding up his sexual urges, and he hated himself for it, which then further reinforced his growing horniness. Reality set in and Tyler started thinking that walking down the street with cum beginning to run down his super skinny legs and a growing hardon in his tight shorts, already looking like a whore, was probably not going to be good for him. He started to panic. As he crossed between two buildings a had reached out, grabbing his tiny arm, and pulling him forcefully into the alley. The person was incredibly rough. Immediately he had a hood over his had, his body slammed into the brick of the building, and hand covering his mouth, pushing the fabric of the hood firmly into his mouth. Tyler was terrified, but he felt that trying to scream would make things worse. Tyler began to feel a hand groping him, his hardon began to pulse. Terrified and still horny, he felt instant relief when the voice spoke. “My Tyler”, the monotone voice said. It was Jax, Tyler had memorized that voice. The hood was lifted off his face, revealing his love. Tyler leaned in to kiss Jax, without even thinking. Jax did not move. Tyler pulled back, feeling confused, yet entranced by those beautiful animal eyes. “Jax I’ve been thinking about you every moment!” Tyler exclaimed. Jax nodded, almost in a pondering manner. A deviant smile barely appeared, “And were you thinking about me when you committed the infidelity you just completed?” Tyler felt frozen. How did Jax know that? Was he watching him? How the literal hell would he know? Jax’s had was already on Tyler’s upper thigh, and beginning to get covered in Adam’s cum that was leaking from Tyler’s fresh slut hole. Jax pulled his hand away, bringing it up to Tyler’s mount. “Eat your cheater’s cum”, Jax ordered. Tyler freaked. He didn’t know if Jax was spying on him, he was in an alley, but still anyone could see from either side. He was still ridiculously turned on, but he pulled away. “This isn’t very private…” Tyler started. “I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK. AND NEITHER DO YOU. IF YOU JUST DECIDED TO BE A SLUT LIKE YOU WERE, YOU CAN LICK HIS CUM FROM YOUR ASS OFF MY HAND. NOW.”, Jax was incredibly firm. Tyler reached out to touch Jax while he began to let Jax’s cummy hand enter his mouth. Jax harshly swatted Tyler’s hands away. “Eat the cum you garbage slut.” Jax ordered. “I haven’t given you permission to touch my perfection. Tyler, defeated, began sensually licking the cum from his own ass off Jax’s fingers. Slowly, deeply, he tasted the melding of him and Adam off the fingers of the man he cheated on his lover with. Jax’s other hand pulled behind Tyler, gathering the next gob of cum to eat. Jax alternated hands for Tyler to worship and lick. Tyler was beginning to feel high off the disgust of the human being he was, but for what felt like hours, he ate as much cum that Jax could pull from his dripping hole. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Jax could no longer pull some measurable cum from Tyler’s hole and legs. “I missed you Tyler”, Jax’s tone changed dramatically, smashing his lips into Tyler, they made out like psychos. Tyler just moaned. His world felt like it was flipped upside down in lust. His hands reached under Jax’s shirt, feeling him up, caressing his boney body. Jax was doing similar to Tyler, but it was obvious that Tyler was the addict. He was touching Jax like he was a trophy, an object, something he couldn’t get enough of. It was it Tyler was trying to get his fingers to memorize every curve, the level of softness, the amount of smoothness, of every micro inch of Jax’s unbelievable body. “Are you thinking about Brandon right now?” Jax interjected while they were making out. Tyler seemed perplexed. “Um no Jax, I’m all about you baby!” He exclaimed. Jax looked disappointed. “You should be thinking about the boy you are lying to right now.” Jax cooed. “Do it. Feel it. You know that cheating is taking a hold of you.” Tyler felt more mass confusion within him. He know the level of wrongness in the infidelity he was creating was horrible, but he knew taking pleasure in it was beyond disgusting. He just nodded his head in agreement but was too focused on Jax to think of Brandon in any measurable manner. Jax continued his groping and kissing of Tyler, but he knew Tyler wasn’t thinking of Brandon. “Lets go babe”, Jax ordered. Tyler nodded. He didn’t ask where, he didn’t ask why, he didn’t ask how long, he just grabbed Jax’s hand and followed him down the alley. Jax approached an old rusty door further down the alley. He opened it, its hinges creaking extraordinarily, is if the door hadn’t been opened in a millennia. It was almost completely dark inside, yet a small glass block window let in enough light. It looked like a small manufacturing office or room inside. Tons of rusted metal objects and frames, an old cash register, rusted chains hung from the ceiling. Tyler paused as Jax tried to wave him into the darkness. Something didn’t feel right. Jax however, did not wait for any discussion about the current situation. He grabbed Tyler, thrusting him into the darkness, and forcibly walked behind him, slamming the door with fury, and turning the locking mechanism with anger. Tyler swung around after being pushed, seeing Jax take off his shirt, his skin and bones exposed in the light pouring through the window. Jax’s eyes began to change color, to a blood red hue. Tyler had been enamored by Jax from the moment he had seen him, but Jax’s now red eyes, looked like they went on into his soul for miles. He’d never seen anything like this, he’d never contemplated anything so out of this world. Jax slammed his hands into Tyler’s shoulders, Tyler stumbled, knocking over heaps of rusted mental frames and trinkets. Things were moving too fast. Tyler tried to regain his composure. Jax slammed Tyler onto the hard floor. Jax’s pants, which were practically plastered to his skeleton body, were being pulled down. No underwear, just his gigantic cock, with a massive bead of pre cum, was in front of him. Tyler, while in pain, instinctively went to suck it. Jax backhanded Tyler so hard the room started to spin. This wasn’t the somewhat playful backhand that Jax gave Tyler in the car the other night. This felt like hatred. “I didn’t tell you to suck it. Take your clothes off NOW!” Jax demanded. Tyler stripped, and before he had finally pulled off his little baby blue ankle socks, Jax again grabbed him angrily, flipping him over onto the cold hard floor and rammed into him. “Do I own you?” Jax demanded loudly. Tyler’s slut hole opened up for his lover, already wet with the remnants of the other boy he just cheated with. Tyler’s tone was more sultry than ever, just a determined, “Yes”, was uttered. Tyler’s face was smashed into the floor, his whole body was too. Jax went deep into him, fucking him like it was what he was meant to do. “Come away with me Tyler. Lets transcend this world for a real hell”, Jax then whispered in his ear. With that, Jax pulled all the way out of Tyler, staring at Tyler’s gaping hole for a moment, and then with the might of a thousand twinks, rammed so hard into Tyler that he slammed Tyler’s prostrate harder than he had every felt. Tyler began to convulse, an orgasm unlike anything he had ever felt was building within him so quickly. The room began to spin profusely, the kisses on his neck from Jax was like electrical bolts through his body. Tyler began seeing colors flashing before his eyes. Faster and faster and fast. Now the colors changed to blinding white, and as if a strobe light was placed in front of his eyes, it pulsed with incredible speed. The white then modulated to the same blood red of Tyler’s eyes, and then everything went black. Tyler looked down, seeing himself in a dirty deserted room, being fucked mercilessly by Jax. He felt, ethereal, as he floated above reality. Turning to his right Jax was floating next him. They were both naked, both almost transparent. The continued to float higher and higher above the scene below them, until it was just a white dot in a room of incredible darkness. Then the visions began to flow. Tyler saw himself with Brandon on their wedding day. The vision continued to modulate and flash alternate scenes. Tyler walking up the aisle, then a quick flash, Tyler was naked, then back to being in his tuxedo. As he arrived at the altar, another flash, Jax was besides Brandon, his tongue on his neck, Brandon’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Jax’s hand’s feeling up Brandon’s body. Flash again – the scene was back to normal, Brandon was receiving Tyler at the altar, the priest welcoming all the guests. Another flash, a naked Jax sitting in the front pew, jacking his cock that was now twice the size that it was in real life. Flash again – the scene returned to normal. As the boys said their wedding vows flashes back and forth of seeing Jax behind Brandon, touching him, staring down Tyler in hatred, and then in loved, and then in disgusted again. When it came time for the final kiss, Tyler leaned in to kiss Brandon, but another flash happened, Tyler was naked in the aisle, staring at the altar, Brandon saying “I do”, staring right into Jax’s eyes. Jax opened one eye to stare at Tyler, laying naked in the aisle, although he didn’t seem to be noticed by anyone else. As Jax and Brandon walked back down the aisle, Tyler was obviously invisible to everyone besides Jax. As Jax passed by Tyler, he raised his foot kicking Tyler in the face, knocking him out cold. Another flash, Tyler floated above the bed as Jax made love to Brandon on their wedding night. Brandon was screaming things about how he wasted his life with Tyler, and Jax was the only man for him. Jax was whispering horrors in Brandon’s ears about Tyler being a filthy slut, Brandon seeming so content about having Jax in his arms. Another flash, now another version of Jax was floating next to Tyler watching Brandon and Jax make sickening love in their bed below. The floating Jax grabbed Tyler and begin to make out, groping each other like maniacs, as they watched another version of reality with Brandon being in love with Jax below. Another flash, Tyler was tied to a dumpster in an incredibly dirty back alley. Dirty mattresses strewn the alley, other trashy twink slept on them, as Tyler, in a much skinnier form turned around to look up at Jax, who had his hand on Tyler’s head, looking down the street seeing 200 or so men lined up for Tyler’s dumpster ass. The first man entered Tyler, Jax kissed Tyler deeply, Tyler became one with being a slut in that instant, then another flash occurred. He was yet again floating with another version of Jax above the wedding bed of Brandon and Jax, yet Brandon was sleeping, and Jax was inviting men in. Jax was bent over, screaming and getting fucked, while Brandon lay asleep. Jax had pulled his new wedding ring off and tossed it in the corner, as he cheated on his husband while he slept. Another flash, Tyler was in a dark smokey room with a singular light in the center. Surrounding him, were gargantuan dark figures with blood red eyes. These looked like abominations. They chanted at him, “he is most beautiful”, “he must be corrupted”, “belongs to the darkness”. Their smokey claws, hands, whatever they were extended from the darkness, groping Tyler. Tyler realized he was chained to the ground. He couldn’t move. He felt immense pleasure at his situation, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. The chanting was like a drug, he felt like nothing else. These dark creatures, these dark things, could do what they wanted with him. Another flash, Tyler was back chained to the dumpster, and while he hadn’t experience all of it, he knew in his mind he had somehow taken 101 of the 200 men that had waited in line for him. Jax’s lips had been pressed to his while he was being destroyed. Then looking over Tyler saw his parents, starting in disgust. Tyler became harder at their disgust. They screamed at what a retched thing he was, how they never wanted to see him again. Multiple flashes occurred then, seeing Brandon with Jax, seeing the abominations, seeing Jax cheat on Brandon, seeing the real world version of what happened when Tyler cheated on Brandon with Jax, seeing himself cheat with Adam, flash after flash, like a slide show. The flashes slowed, and Tyler looked at his disgusted parents with vitriol and disgust himself. He screamed at them “This is who I am. You will touch yourself tonight at my perfection!” His parents gasped and ran down the alley, leaving a chained Tyler with a river running into a lake of cum that was pouring out of his ass. Another flash, the creatures had descended upon Tyler, kissing him, entering him, deep red fires burned all over the room, yet the creatures were pitch black, and Tyler kissed them all. Touched them all. His bliss was unexplainable, he was reborn as a demon, or so he felt. The creatures muttered in their deep guttural voices, “corrupt him”, “demonize him”, “twist him”. The room started spinning hard. Tyler couldn’t stop the spinning. The white strobing came back until the room became black. Off in the distance, Tyler saw a white dot, getting larger and larger, until he could make out. He was approaching reality again. He saw his skinny body covered in sweat, his face mashed to the ground, Jax’s big dick slamming into him with no mercy, a practical fountain of cum splurting out of his ass every time Jax slammed into him. Jax then pulled his head back as far as it would go, grasping Tyler’s soaked hair. Tyler watched himself in ecstasy, but couldn’t feel anything. Jax appeared next to him. He smiled at him, but this time he looked like the devil. As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared, and Tyler felt himself being sucked back into reality. Moving closer and closer to his real body. Tyler jolted into reality feeling the immense force of Jax’s thrusts into him. The sounds were guttural. Lots of grunting and moaning coming from Jax and the sound of Jax’s cum being sloshed around every time he pushed back in Tyler. Tyler’s ass felt like nothing at this point, he could feel the ground underneath him was sticky wet, and he realized he was lying in a pool of his own cum, probably mixed some with the amount that was leaking from his ass. The amount of cum he was laying in, was outrageous. He must have cum more than he could have ever imagine. The amount of sweat pouring down on Tyler from Jax was extreme. He felt like he was being fucked in the rain. Tyler had momentary flashes of his out of body experience, but he remained in reality. In fact, he remained laying there, he didn’t thrust his ass back, he didn’t move. He just became entrenched into his dark actions, and gave himself like the property he was to Jax. Jax fucking Tyler on the hard floor lasted hours, the amount of cum was gross and Tyler began licking the lake that was surrounding him as Jax finished up whatever orgasm he was currently on. Tyler had cum in his hair, covering his entire front torso, and looked 10 times worse than he did when he was walking down the street hours ago. The light through the window was incredibly dim. It must have been late. Brandon would have gone to work by now. Jax finally pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned every inch of his cock with his mouth. “That was quite a transcendence.” Jax explained. Tyler was shaking, he was so weak at this point. “What do you mean babe?” “You left your body for many hours during that. I was there with you”, Jax said calmly. “What the literal fuck is going on?” Tyler snapped. “You transcended you dumb slut. You left to higher plain of ecstasy for a while. It happens with me, you’ll see. You go to a place where your hopes and fears all battle things out. You get to see vividly everything you are scared of, and your deepest wants.” “But I’ve never thought about you and Brandon together…” Tyler began. Jax stared at him with the same devil smile that he did right before Tyler had re-entered reality. “Oh baby, I never said I didn’t have SOME control of your transcendence.” Jax looked like evil as he continued. “I inserted the things I knew would live within you to help grow that guilt and wrongness that you are learning to love so deeply.” “So you pushed my mind to think about me being a dumpster slut and my parents finding me being so trashy?!” Tyler exclaimed. “Oh baby, I know what I inserted into your head, and it certainly wasn’t that”, Jax said, gently caressing Tyler’s cummy hair as they were both standing up. “You have some darkness buried deep in you at this point.” Tyler looked at his phone. 30 missed text messages from Brandon, and 6 missed calls. Jax was already opening the creaky door. “Now I will say my love, you look like the trashiest whore in the world right now. I certainly wouldn’t think you would be safe walking home looking like that on the city streets.” Jax taunted. Tyler could feel how fucked he must look. “You can maybe drive me home Jax?” He asked softly. Jax laughed, almost maniacally, “I think you’ll be safe in the back alleys….all the way home.” With that, Jax stepped out the door. Tyler rushed to follow him and was only a few steps behind him, although he was certainly walking funny from how blown out his hole was. As he reached the doorway he looked both ways, and there was no Jax to be seen. Daylight was waning heavily, a disgusting Tyler had to get home without being reported as a street whore in the nice area of town, and he had a lot of explaining to do to Brandon. Clothes soaked in cum and sweat, hair sticking in all directions, eyes sucken in, skin pale from the amount of energy exertion, Tyler stepped out from his room of destruction to make the long walk home and desperately tried to figure out how to handle Brandon.

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

I knocked on the door and heard the response to come in. It was a pretty normal apartment, except it was a mirror image of ours, his bed is up against the wall of our bed. Now it makes sense that he was able to disrupt our sex that night. "You are supposed to be naked when you're in my apartment, also, here is a key." He tossed a key to me and I shoved it in my pocket. "I'll need the key to your place, or just leave it unlocked when she's at work." I stripped my clothing and left it by the door, he instructed me to get on the bed, ass up chest on the bed. I did as I was told, He immediately lubed up his cock and teased it against my hole. "Fuck" left my mouth, his cock is one of the best I've had. He pressed it into my ass, and my ass happily swallowed him whole. He sank into my ass and moaned. "Fuck, your hole is the best." he said, pulling almost all the way out and sinking all the way back into my ass. I took a sense of pride in that, he has told me before that i'm better than most gay bottoms, I'll be the best bottom he's ever had. As he pumped my ass I clenched down as he pulled out, and relaxed as he thrust in, milking his cock with my ass. Omar was making all sorts of noises, I knew he was enjoying, and so was I. He picked up the pace and came deep in my ass, he then pulled out slapped in in the ass and said, "my cock won't clean itself off". I turned around and took his still rock hard cock in my mouth. He started to explain our arrangement in greater detail. He was serious about him cumming in my ass more than me in my wife. "I saw you have a security camera on the desk. I think I want access to that." He said. "time for round two, so you can have sex with your wife tonight" He handed me his IPad, i downloaded the app and logged in, giving him access to a live feed of my apartment. His cock slid into my ass again this time he teased me keeping from going all the way in. "Does she have access to the camera?" he asked. "No, I'm the techie" I replied. "Good, now we can play at both places." he said as he slapped my ass sinking all the way in. His hips bounced off my ass. The thought of him having that much access was turning me on. "I'm going to set a timer tonight, you'll have 4 minutes of sex with your wife tonight, if you don't cum, you don't get to cum until I see you. If I hear that bed after 3 minutes, there will be punishment. If I hear her after 3 minutes, I'll message the landlord. got it?" I moaned my answer, "Yes". He kept a steady pace, and depth, my cock was still hard, it's never hard with penetration. "Goddamn, just because i'm about to cum a third time doesn't mean you get two tonight, just one. in 4 minutes." "Wait what you-" "Can't help it, your ass in amazing, I'm glad it's all mine." He thrust deep yet again and release a load, his legs were shaking. He pulled out leaving me gaping. On my warm well fucked hole, the cool air of the air conditioner felt especially cold inside me. "Did you need to piss?" I asked. "Oh look at you being the over achiever!" he said rubbing my head. "Yes lets go to the tub." We made our way to the tub and he released his piss as i was still getting in, drenching my back and ass. I turned around and tried to drink some down. I got some of the stream before he started moving it around and wetting the rest of me. His piss was a great light yellow color, just enough to know it definitely wasn't water. It tasted sweet, i lunged forward for his cock and started swallowing it down with the tip in my mouth. "Damn you're thirsty, ok slut" he threw his head back and relaxed allowing me to drink him down. "Ok you can go back to work, and I'll see you tomorrow probably. Remember, I need a key, or it stays unlocked. and 4 minutes or you're punished." "Got it, thanks for the fucking." I said as I walked by him and picked up my clothes. "Sure thing slut, that's my ass and cock, and come here." I walked over and he grabbed my head to bring me in for a kiss. He tongue went into my mouth and he moaned. He broke away after a while, my clothes had dropped to the floor again. "My mouth too." he said playfully slapping my face. I smiled and put on my clothes as he went to his bedroom again. I went back to my apartment and got back to work. I was so horny, I didn't get to cum and he apparently came 3 times in my ass. The thought of it kept me hard. Hours later Jess came home, "Hey babe" she said dropping her purse on her side of the bed. She hates being in work clothes so she usually changes first thing when she gets home. "I met our neighbor" "What?!" I nearly choked on my drink. "What? I just rode the elevator up with him, he's nice babe you should say Hi sometime." "The neighbor that called the landlord on us is nice?" I said, faking the anger to explain my rather loud 'What' earlier. "He told me he's just a sensitive sleeper, and he uh.." "Uh...?" "He said you must be good at sex for the noise I was making." She said sheepishly, instantly turning red. "I mean that's a good thing though." "Unfortunately for him" she giggled, pouncing on me on the couch, in just underwear. I was so horny I was instantly hard, I didn't even get my pants past my knees, she must've been horny because I went right in, slowly, but she was soaking wet. She rode me hard, and got herself off, I kept going after, hanging onto her hips and finishing inside her. *So glad I get to cum tonight* I thought to myself. And then I realized... we weren't in the bedroom, so he wouldn't hear the bed, but he has access to our security camera. That was definitely longer than 4 minutes. *Fuck fuck fuck* hopefully he wasn't watching. there's no way he heard it we were across from our rooms. I got back to my computer after dinner to play some games and Jess started her TV shows. There was an email notification. "That was a long 4 minutes slut, I think your trash can is full and needs to be thrown out.." I answered. "Yes Sir." "Hey babe I'm going to toss the trash out, anything else need to be tossed?" "Nope thanks though" I took the trash downstairs and to the dumpster, Omar was there. "4 minutes I said, you think you could get away with it because it wasn't in bed?" "No I just - " He cut me short and put his hand over my mouth. His other hand grabbed my balls through my shorts. "My cock, my balls. My Mouth" He brought me in for a kiss and with his other hand slapped my balls as he gripped harder. I groaned into his mouth. He repeated it 4 more times. "Next time it's my knee slut." "Yes sir, I'm Sorry" "Actually, come here." He grabbed my shoulders, lined his knee up with my groin, "Spread them" I spread my legs. "Tell me you're mine." "I'm yours" He kneed me in the balls, it took all my power not to yell. "What?" he asked again. "My body is yours." I said. He went to knee me again and stopped. "Good slut, good night."

Off goes the condom! Hot!

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The profile photo of Domin8tor wasn’t something I’d normally click on - no head. But the body was beefy - the barrel chested kind, thick with muscles but also looked like he enjoyed a lot of burger and beers. His likes were sparse and to the point: rough sex, fucking, breeding. Leather. Beer. I checked my messages and — not unexpectedly — his was direct and to the point: “Wanna fuck” He didn’t even include the “?” At the end I tapped in my reply: “Possibly. What are you looking for? Now?” It was 3 in the afternoon, on a Friday afternoon, and I still had a few more hours of work left. “Yeah. Now. Need a hole to drop my seed into.” “Sorry. Can’t now but could do later.” He replied with a pic. It looked like something someone took from Folsom: shirtless and in leather chaps, massive cock swinging free between his legs. He looked like in his 40s or 50s, but fit. His face was broad, head shaved, sunglasses on. His thin lips curled into a snarl-smile, mischievous and menace. Dark swirling tattoos covered his forearms and I could see a bit peeking over on his shoulders from his back. Muscles rippled through in almost comic-book proportions: biceps almost as thick as his head; pecs covered in sweaty dark fur, beads of water on the nipples. “Probably steroids” I thought. I glanced down at his balls, the tell-tale sign but they seemed larger than normal, hanging low. I replied in the chat: “How about 5pm?” No reply. I figured he found some other hole. I turned off my phone and went back to work. A little while later, my phone buzzed again. Checked it and there was a message from him. “Yeah. Address” I typed in my address and took a break from work to do a thorough prep and then tried to focus on work for the remainder of the day. Which was tricky - I put on a leather jockstrap and shorts to get myself in the mood. 5pm came… and went. I hopped online and he wasn’t online anymore - again, I figured he found someone else and didn’t bother to cancel. I opened a can of beer and started browsing other guys - after prepping, I didn’t want to let my ass go to waste. I was chatting with some twunk when my buzzer rang. It was almost 6pm. I pushed on the talk button and asked who it was. A gruff one word reply. “Dom”. Slightly annoyed, I replied “Third floor on the right” and buzzed him up. A heavy knock on door. I opened and was pleasantly surprised - he looked more or less like that picture. Shorter than I was expecting but the muscles were pretty much popping. He wore a t-shirt, jeans and a dark hoodie. The sunglasses were still on. I asked him if he wanted a beer and he nodded. I went and got him one and he had barely moved from the front door. I handed it to him and he took it with his left hand while reaching out to my shoulder with his right, pushing me down. With a low growl, he said “Suck.” He spoke with a thick accent - Eastern European? I knelt down, and unbuckled his jeans. Unzipping, I could tell he wasn’t wearing any underwear and his cock tumbled forward. It was as advertised: thick and long, fatter just behind the uncut head. I bent forward and started to suck. I had to really open wide in order to get the semi-hard dick in my mouth. I could hear him guzzle his beer above my head as I worked his cock. I started to use my hands, as his cock was long enough that I couldn’t get it all in my mouth. He reached down with his free hand and gently caressed the top of my head and moaned “That’s nice. Make it wet.” I could taste sex on his dick. As I blew him, I could see the matted cum from a previous fuck in his pubes. I swirled my tongue under the foreskin and could taste the ass juice and load from the last guy. He repositioned his hands to the back of my head and I knew where this was going. I tried to pull off before the face fucking could start — there was no way that was going to work well. But I was too slow. With an incredibly firm hold, his hand palmed the back of my head and he pulled my head in. I tried to open my mouth further, but his cock hit the back of my throat. He pulled back and then back in. I did my best to get gulps of air in through my nose but as he sped up and pushed harder, the opportunities became shorter and shorter. I put my hands on his waist and pushed him away, but there was no budging. Cocksucker’s tears were flowing down my face. He chuckled and slowed a little. He pulled back a bit and the air rushed into my lungs through my nose. He looked down at me (still with those fucking glasses and snarky smile) and said “Relax. Just open your throat.” I thought “what the fuck was he thinking I was doing?!” I tried to push again, but it literally felt like I was pushing against a wall - no movement at all. His hand — still on the back of my head — started to pull my head in. “Your choice. You can relax or not, but it’s going in.” I closed my eyes and did my best to relax, expecting it to ram against my tonsils yet again. But somehow his cock had softened a bit, and as he pulled my head in, it turned and went down my throat. There was a second moment of panic, but I tried to relax more and it became easier. He pulled back and then in again. And like the last time, his dick slid down my throat. I tongued the bottom of his shaft and his cock was iron-hard. I didn’t understand but before I could process it, my nose was buried in his pubes. The cum from his previous session smeared across my face. And his cock was down my throat. He held me there and I could feel his cock pulse and throb in my throat. It was a surreal sensation - it was like a hot, pulsing steel rod was down my throat. I felt his head - or I think it was his head - swell /in my throat/ . His hand kept my head there, and to my surprise, I didn’t try to resist. I think I was curious - how was this happening ?! - but also it was hot: I was deepthroating something that should not be able to go down my throat. His dick kept pulsing and I wondered if he had cum but he didn’t seem to make any of the other indications. Slowly, he pulled back and his cock snaked back - and I do mean /snaked/. It felt like somehow it could fully move, like a python in my mouth. He pulled the last bit from my drooling lips and then I could taste it. It was bitter and salty - kind of like cum, but something that also tasted like brackish saltwater. So maybe he did cum? The taste clung to my mouth - in that terrible way if you get a mouthful of antiperspirant. He tilted my face — tears down my cheeks, used cum on my face, and drool down my chin — towards his, and he growled, “Good boy.” He spun me around and shoved the back of my head hard, so I fell forward catching myself. He knelt down beside me and pulled back from my hips, so that he in a position to fuck me doggy style. He reached down my shorts, and roughly fingered my hole. With a surprising strength, he grabbed the sides of my shorts and with surprising strength ripped them apart exposing my bare ass, framed by the jockstrap lines. “Ah yeah, you were fucking ready for this” he snarled and then I felt his face back in my crack. His stubble rubbed the side of my cheeks, and I could feel his tongue inside my hole. It was pushed my hole open, and even if I didn’t want it (which I did!), I wouldn’t have a choice. He continued to grind his beard into my ass, as if he were trying to literally push me along with his jaw. And his tongue kept going deeper. And deeper. And he kept swirling it around, as if he were licking the inside of a bowl, but somehow in the inverse. He came up for air and then I felt it. His hard cock against my hole, first running up along it, picking up some of his spit and then with one move, shoved it in my hole. Time stopped. It hurt so much. My vision went white with pain. It came back. I came back to my body. And he was inside me. Fully. With one shove - or I blacked out - he was balls deep in me. Instinctively I tried to pull forward. But he held onto my hips and there was no give. None. “Uh uh uh - you are staying there until I’m done with you.” And with that, he fucked me. Hard. Each thrust all the way, each thrust seemingly a little deeper. It hurt so bad - I couldn’t help think of my insides being wrecked. I don’t think I have ever been fucked this deep - well, well past that second ring. And it kept doing. harder. And harder. I kept trying to squirm away, but there was literally nothing I could do other than make bigger bruises on my hips where he held on. Any more struggling and I would just be digging into his hands. At one point, he leaned forward on top of me. He was so heavy. Like 400 lbs heavy. He was shorter than I was, and when he pressed down, his body completely pinned mine to the ground. He slowly pulled out, about half way and then slid all the way back in. He paused inside me. “Milk it” he snarled. I was stunned. I just lay there. “Milk it” he repeated. And then he smacked the back of my head, and instinctively my ass clenched. “There we go.” And I started to squeeze and milk it. And it felt good. Really good. I could tell - my cock throbbed in my jockstrap. I know that sounds dumb, but honestly, my cock told me that it felt good. And once I ‘noticed’ then I really got into milking his cock. And he started to fuck me again, again with the snake. I felt it knew how to turn and go deeper. And deeper He got up a bit and pressed down on my shoulders with his hands, pinning me to the ground, with my ass up in the air. He went back to fucking me hard and fast. I just relaxed and let my hole loosen up. “Ah that’s good, my boy. Open up and let me in.” And I did. I just relaxed and he fucked me deep. Oh so deep. My ass was slick with the same slime that was down my throat. His cock made thwash sound as it churned up the slime. It felt so fucking good. I moaned and squeezed my hole in appreciation. He lifted off my shoulders for a brief moment to separate out my cheeks so he could get /that much deeper/ then put his hands on my shoulders. I turned around to look at him. He had taken off his shirt at some point and was dripping sweat. His skin was red, like the blood was just under the skin. His muscles and veins popped and throbbed. His face was a mask of angry hunger - as if ever thrust was another bite he was taking. His sunglasses were off and his eyes were black, except where the pupil’s were, which I saw occasional glints of reddish light. Kind of like when you flash a light into an animal’s eyes in darkness. His hands dug into my shoulders and the pain was sharp. His nails were clawing back towards him, so he could get as deep as he possibly could. And then he paused and let out a low groan-howl. I felt his cock start to twitch. And swell. My hole expanded even further - it was easily bigger than a can of coke at this point. I could feel him coming but it felt different - instead of the jerk-twitch-squirt that most cocks do, this was a pulse-wave-shove of cum. As he pushed himself in as far as he could, he grunted through gritted teeth “yeah…. yeah..…” I could feel it filling up my guts, as if there was a tap running. He kept cumming, depositing his seed deep inside me, for seeming minutes. Slowly he pulled out but kept coming, the same pulse-wave feeling. Finally he pulled out, and spun me around to face his cock. And I understood why now it felt that way. His cock continued to shudder and push out cum and cum was really thick, almost solid, a golf-ball size blob-ball of cum. I watched his cock push another one out, and the cock slit, widened to let this cum ball out. He shoved my face down to clean it off. I did as I was instructed and opened up. Even in my stupor, I knew it wouldn’t fit, but somehow, improbably, it did. It filled my entire mouth, and filled my throat. And it twitched and I felt the cumball push its way down his cock and directly down my throat. While that happened, I instinctively fingered my gaping hole and felt his cum inside. And my ass was full of these balls. I clenched my ass, keeping them inside and started to jerk off. I started to actively swallow now, welcoming them into me. I heard him above me say “Yes. Open up and let me in.” I could smell my ass, his cum and all the other guys now that my nose was shoved up into his pubes. I knew I was just another receptacle for him. One of many. And I liked it. I just relaxed. Both ends letting his cock travel down my throat and my ass. I could feel some of the cumballs plop onto the floor. But I didn’t care. I was open for him. Open. Open. And then I came. My ass clenched. And I just saw emptiness. I blinked to make sure they were open. But I just saw emptiness. It was different than blackness - I could tell that there was space in front of me, but it was just /empty/. I came back to my body. There was a wave of pleasure so strong that it hurt. My body wracked with spasms, the orgasm convulsing every cell of my body. I don’t remember how but when I regained my senses, his cock was out of my mouth. I looked around and he was buttoning the last button on his jeans. He bent over and picked up his shirt. Wordless, he just smirked at me. I was dumbstruck, kneeling on the ground a puddle of my cum in front of me. Pulling his shirt down, he motioned with his jaw towards the ground and said “They don’t last long outside a body.” I glanced down to see the cumballs - yes they were real - melt and spread out into murky jelly. He and put back on his sunglasses, covering his black, flashing eyes. “Take care of them,” he said. He turned and walked out the door. I hadn’t moved or said anything. I slowly stood up, my body starting to ache. I staggered to the bathroom, cum dripping down the inside of my left thigh. In the bathroom, I saw that my face was raw from being ground on the floor. There were two bruises on my hips. In the shower my hole was tender, but I was expecting far worse. I cleaned up the hallway, and his cum was remarkably sticky, but the smell wasn’t as bad as I was expecting. His cum, more than most, was breaking apart and turning into a thinner liquid. Over the next day, I was expecting an interesting shit ahead. But the cumballs didn’t “come out” - I guess they were absorbed? I checked his profile online but it was deleted. Now it seems surreal so I wonder if I was drugged - I’m writing this down so I remember, as it feels like it might fade away like a dream. So here is the recounting of the time I was bred by… uh, not sure what.

For a couple weeks, Von kept coming back for more money and Leon kept breaking condoms on him and flooding his hole with his viral load, but on the third weekend, Leon changed the terms: only $200 per fuck and it has to be full-on bareback from now on. Von said no to that indecent proposal and Leon didn’t hear from him for four weeks. His girlfriend broke up with him. Von texted Leon that same day. “$500 and I’ll take you bareback.” Leon responded, “Come over tonight and I’ll show you how $200 per fuck adds up to more than that.” Leon put down his phone and said, “Pretty soon, if I get my way, your entire team is going to be swallowing my strain when they suck off their stud bi pitcher.” Leon took a sip of wine and continued talking. “Meanwhile, I’ve noticed a new boy on the team. Center field. He’s cute.” “Ronen. Yeah, He just started at State. He’s from some place in Wisconsin. Appleton, I think. He is really cute.” “I want you to take him out to a show and nice dinner. Like a date. It’s on me, of course. Go see Hamilton while it’s still in San Francisco.” Leon was already plotting how he was going to poz another player on my softball team, and he wanted me to bait the new boy to come over to the house. Ronen’s 18 or 19, brown wavy hair with blue eyes. He’s got a nice body, too. Arms and thighs of a soccer phenom, and a bubble butt that gets noticed in San Francisco. We’ve had a few flirty moments. Being new and not yet knowing a lot of people, he’d probably be glad to go out for some fun. “Okay,” I replied. “We have practice tomorrow. I’ll ask him.” “Good. Ronen’s not on the score card yet and I bet he’s got a real tight neg hole to offer the guild. We just need to make sure he thinks you’re a top and into blindfolding your bottoms.” Leon finished eating his steak and began texting again. “I’m inviting some of the guild over tonight to bareback Von, do you want to join us?” “Uh, I’d like to watch. If that’s okay.” “Of course it is.” _______ When I walked into Leon’s bedroom later that night, Von was naked, blindfolded and bent over the bed with John sitting on the floor sucking and milking on our stud bi pitcher’s massive cock that the whole team—even the coach—knew leaked sweet precum protein shakes continuously. On Von’s ass, Poz9In was roughly pistoning his raw poz cock in and out of Von’s hole from behind. No condoms this time, broken or otherwise. I remembered how Poz9In scored his poz load in my hole in that motel room months back. It’s now recorded in the guild’s score book. “You’re just in time, Adam,” Leon said to me as he held poppers to Von’s nose. “Inhale it deep, Von.” He continued to popper up Von in each nostril for several minutes as Poz9In fucked in and out. Poz9In started shouting, “Fuck man! I’m fucking loading him up now. Take it, Von. Take my poz load up that beautiful bi ass.” He stopped in an orgasmic spasm for a few seconds before slamming his cock deep into Von. “Fuck!” Von grimaced and moaned almost crying out, “Shit! Fuck!” John continued to suck him off trying to, with help from the poppers, distract Von from his viral invasion from behind. John lifted his head off Von’s cock just long enough to announce to room that Von just loaded his mouth with a big wad of precum. “Yeah, he fucking wants this.” Clyde tapped Poz9In’s shoulder to let him have a go at the young pitcher’s hole. When Poz9In pulled out, poz cum dripped from Von’s hole for only a second before Clyde was balls deep inside him. Clyde fucked the cummy hole hard. Even though Leon has recorded his score on charging Von’s hole by stealthing him with a broken condom, Clyde—I’m sure—wanted to his strain of HIV to run in Von’s veins. With his massive cut cock, he used his mushroom cockhead to shovel Poz9In’s cum out of the pitcher’s rectum to make room for his viral load to take hold of Von. We watched as Poz9In’s cum ran down the pitcher’s hairy thighs as Clyde longdicked him, pulling all the way out, letting precious white viral sperm exit the reddened hole before Clyde pushed his poz schlong back inside. When Clyde came he pushed all the way up inside Von’s rectum, and that’s when Von came, too. Both men were shouting in orgasmic throes. I could even see John swallowing Von’s load, but Clyde made sure his poz seed was shot deep inside Von’s butt. John got up from the floor and jacked his hard cock for Von’s hole. I don’t think Clyde minded because John carried his HIV strain. “Fucking load him up, John,” Clyde said as he dislodged from the now frothy hole. Von probably didn’t know that the men fucking his young hole were in their mid to upper 60s and all high viral poz, but Leon told Von he would get $200 a fuck—but no condoms were allowed. And here Von was, single for only a matter of hours and taking raw cock and poz loads up his butt. John slid into Von’s wet, cummy hole and moaned. “It’s so fucking warm in this sweet hole.” John often changed angles to fuck his husband’s poz seed into Von’s rectal walls as was his sub duty for Clyde. John came shortly after two minutes of that, loading the bi pitcher up with another poz load. After that, the men dispersed at Leon’s request. When they were gone, Leon took off Von’s blindfold and asked him to stay the night, if he’d like to make some more cash. Leon told me later that he succeeded in lubing Von’s hole with a vial of 12 thawed loads from a poz leather daddy before he fucked him three times in the night. Von knew the deal, but seemed in denial about the fact that in the morning, he was leaving Leon’s house with $1,200 and a butthole loaded entirely with poz sperm. The team had a game the following weekend, but the coach was pissed when we had to forfeit due to illness.

2. Toasts I didn't see Seth at the gym again before the Friday of the party. We messaged a bit on line, but he had been busy with school, plus all the regular parties around Halloween, so we didn't message that often. I went to a few parties, and made out with a few guys. But even when I was making out with some cute freshman, all I could think about was Seth's partners. I wanted to feel their hairy chests against my body. I wanted to feel their beards brush against my lips. Most of all, I wanted to feel their thick cocks stretch my hole open. Other than Seth, I hadn't seen any of them naked. But I just knew that Jon and JP were hung with fat daddy dicks, and heavy, low-hanging balls filled with cum. I wanted to taste their cum, and I really wanted to feel what it was like for a man like Jon to breed my hole. It felt like it took forever to get to Friday, and then that morning went by at a snail's pace. I hadn't cum in several days, and I hadn't even tried to get fucked, despite being on prep. I wanted my first time to be with Seth and his family. A little after noon, my last class let out. I quickly found something to eat, and rushed back to my dorm. Seth had told me not to worry about a costume, that they would find something. I just took a shower, making sure I was clean inside and out. I found a cute pair of underwear to put on, and a pair of jeans that highlighted my ass. I was your standard skinny Asian twink, but my ass were two perfect melons. In the right jeans, I might have even fucked myself. As I finished dressing, my phone buzzed. It was Seth. I was excited and scared when I read the message. "Come whenever. But looking forward to seeing you, so the sooner the better." I was relieved that he hadn't cancelled. But I was still a bit scared. I was going over to the home of several strange, unknown men, and they were going to fuck me all night long, if not more. I was also hard as a rock. The blue briefs I was wearing hid nothing, and there was already a wet spot where my dickhead pressed against the shiny fabric. "On my way," I said, as I ordered an Lyft. Less than five minutes later, I was on my way. I shared my location with Seth. "See you soon. Simon, the door man knows you're coming." It was a twenty minute ride downtown, but with the traffic, it took thirty minutes. They seemed to drag by; I was fidgeting a bit, trying to will the traffic to open up. Finally, we pulled up to a tall condo building in downtown. I had seen it on the skyline; I knew it was expensive. "Nice place," the Lyft driver said as he dropped me off at the front door. It opened onto a large, and expensive-looking lobby. I stepped out and looked into the lobby. I had a marijuana vape pen with me, just in case I got nervous. I ducked off to one side, out of view of the lobby, and inhaled deeply. I held it, then did another hit. I was about to go to a sex party with four other guys. My dick cock was hard and my ass was twitching just thinking about it. Think about being sandwiched between Jon and JP, their hairy bodies pressed against me. I took another hit, just enough to help calm my nerves. Besides, it always made me horny, which couldn't hurt. I held it for thirty seconds, then stepped into the lobby. By the elevators, there was a tall, muscular black man, in an immaculately tailored suit. I tired not to stare; he was an ebony god. Just one of his arms was as big as I was. I read his discreet name badge. "Eli," it said. He caught me staring, and I blushed. "You must be Kenta," he said. Letting my eyes drop didn't help. There was little the tailor could do to hide the thick snake pressed against one of his legs. "Yeah," I said. "The guys are on Floor 48," he continued, directing me towards the elevator. "Have fun." I walked in the elevator; it was elegant, with dark mirrors and careful lighting. It took me a moment to find 48; I wondered how I would know which apartment it was. But the elevator was fast, and it was only a few seconds before it was slowing down, and the doors opened. Seth was standing there, wearing a white tank-top, black sweat pants, and a surprisingly realistic pair of goat horns coming out of his hair. Standing next to him was Jon, also in the tank top and sweats. He had a small pair of devil horns emerging from the cropped hair. His beard was also shaped into a proper devil's point. "Welcome," Seth said. "This is Jon." "I'm Kenta," I said. "Pleased to meet you," Jon said. He reached out and pulled me close to him. "You're a cute one," he said, then pushed me into Seth's waiting arms. "Isn't he?" Seth said, before kissing me. "I know we're going to have fun. I know just the costume for you." He kissed me again, then pushed me back to Jon. Jon kissed me this time. I wasn't expecting it, but I welcomed it, letting him explore my mouth with his tongue. He pushed me back for a second, and looked over my body. Even at maybe 5'10", he looked big against my 5'4" frame. "Let's get you into a proper costume," he said. Seth led the way out of the left. "Jon doesn't like to talk about it, but he made a lot of money with a start-up. So we live here. And have things like this for a closet." He stepped into a room about the size of my bedroom growing up. Around the edges were hooks and shelves holding various pieces of leather and toys. It was almost like being in the leather store downtown, except in one corner was a small bar, complete with a sink and small fridge. I had watched enough leather porn on XTube to recognize the other things in the room, a sling, a fuck bench, and a sturdy metal cage. I took a deep breath. My lungs filled with the scent of leather and sweat, and my head swam a bit. The marijuana was starting to hit, and now, this dirty porno jerk-off fantasy was starting to come true. My asshole twitched. I wanted another hit from the pipe. "You smoke weed?" Jon asked, almost reading my mind. "Yeah," I said. "You ever try G?" Seth asked me. "I've heard of it," I said. I had read stories about drug-fueled parties. "But not sure about it. What does it do?" "It's a bit like weed," Jon said. "It makes everything very mellow and chill. Great for making out and cuddling." He was standing behind me, close enough that I could feel the warmth from his body. I wanted it closer. "Have you been drinking?" he asked. "No," I said. I wanted to trust these two men. They made me feel like I could trust them. "Just vaped some weed." "Oh perfect," Seth said. "Just do a little, you can see how it feels. Then decide if you like it." He turned to Jon. "Maybe an ml?" "Him?" Jon said. He smiled at me. "Let's start him at .6. He's like half of you." He turned back tome. "Seth just wants to get you naked. I'll take care of you." He turned back to Seth. "But. Yes. Let's get Kenta naked and into his costume." "You get Kenta and us some G," Seth said. He stepped over to me, and wrapped his arms around me. He gave me a big kiss. "And I'll get Kenta naked." He peeled off my shirt with practiced ease, and tossed it into a corner. At the bar, Jon mixed something up. "This one is for you, Kenta," he said, reappearing with three glasses of orange juice. He handed me a glass, then handed one to Seth. "Cheers, boys," he said, as he toasted. "Do it quickly," he said, and then we clinked glasses. I swallowed it quickly, just like the others. But I could taste something bitter.

The Broken Jock V: The Catcher Clyde here again. It was noon when Adam texted the guild to let us all of know that the team was headed to the bar after Saturday practice. Young ginger catcher Evan and his neg hole was on my mind all week. I got to the bar around 2 and saw that most of the team was there having a good time drinking and hollering out team pride stuff. I wanted a smoke so I went out to the back alley. There, I found young Caleb with his sweat pants pulled down, bent over a trash can getting barebacked by Poz9in. I smiled and watched the kid take the large leather man's experienced poz cock up his small bubble butt. After a few minutes, I walked over. I pulled a new poppers bottle out of my pocket, opened it and made Caleb take multiple hits. Poz9in plowed the kid harder as he watched the left fielder get poppered up. “Yeah, daddy. Take my hole!” “That’s a great ass on him, huh!” I said to Poz9in. “I’d like to see the entire guild get inside Caleb here.” “I’m taking Caleb home with me tonight. He has a date with a blindfold and five of my oldest friends.” Poz9in grinned. “Now hold on good. I’m gonna load you up, son.” He advised. Caleb braced for harder fucking as the man bucked his ass harder and deeper, lifting the boy’s feet off the ground. “Fuck! Yeah, there it is. Feel that hot sperm shooting up inside you. Feel it?” Caleb nodded. Poz9in slowed his fucking down. I finished my cigarette and walked back into the bar with my cock rock hard in my jeans. All members of the guild showed up today. I need to find Evan before one of them gets to him first. ______________________ Back inside the bar, I located Evan waiting in line for the restroom, so I slapped his ass and got in line behind him. He smiled at me and said hi. He was wearing some track pants from practice, the material added an enticing sheen over his perfect butt. From behind I leaned up to whisper in his ear. “Please tell I can shove my cock up your ass today?” Evan smiled and grabbed the bulge in my jeans. “Damn, you’re already hard!” He rubbed the shaft through the rough denim. “Let’s go somewhere after I take a pee.” Evan and I walked a couple blocks from the bar and arrived at a club. A sex club I haven’t really frequented before. “My boyfriend and I come here occasionally and play,” Evan said. “Come in with me.” Evan got us a room and we made our way to the dimmed hallway. We stopped at the locker room to undress. We each had our own keys and lockers. I watched Evan undress taking off his shirt and trackies. “Leave on your jock strap.” I told him. He looked down at his royal blue jock. “I like fucking jocks.” “Okay,” he said. I undressed completely and wrapped my towel around my waist as I followed Evan to our room. Men watched as I perved over Evan’s ass as he walked. A couple times, I stuck my finger in his hole, and made him walk bow-legged. I had my finger up his ass when we came to the door to our room and entered. We got inside to find a fuck bench that I pushed him towards, “Stand and put one leg up on that!” Evan did as I commanded. I shut the door and jacked by rock hard cock, aiming for that sweet young, ginger butt hole framed in a royal blue jock. I walked up to Evan and got down to have a look at his hole. I pressed the pink pucker with my finger as I jacked myself more. In my towel, I remembered to bring poppers and baby oil. With the baby oil, I generously lubed up Evan’s hole sweetly with my middle finger, and listened as Evan moaned. I then stood up and pressed my cockhead against the sphincter, trying to breech it quickly and raw. “Ah, ah!” Evan stopped me. “Put this on.” He reached into a pocket on his jock handed me a condom. “Okay.” I roughly open it with my teeth. Evan was facing away from me offering his ass to me as I located the reservoir tip of the condom and tore it off with my teeth and spit it out. I put on the rubber and make sure that my mushroom cock head is completely exposed through the latex and ready to enter Evan’s neg butt. I lined up my drooling bare cock head with Evan’s hole and shove it in. It hurt him to go in so deep and fast, but I held it there and opened the poppers. “Inhale. It’ll help.” I make Even take eight hits on the fresh bottle and I felt him relax his hole, submitting to my invasion. I am ecstatic to have my leaking poz cock stealthing this beautiful boy’s hole. I begin fucking him in short humps that then lead to longdicking him. As I did, the condom rolled back on my cock, exposing more of my shaft for barebacking this ginger jock properly. Like with Tom, I enjoy fucking a guy from behind, standing up and getting him to spread his legs for me. Evan was doing just that as I fucked him and poppered him up some more. He spread his legs and bent over more to give me full access. And I took that nice hole. He moaned as I fucked him. And I pressed down on his back to hold him down when I shot about seven ropes of poz sperm into his rectum. He felt it, too. “Oh no! No! Your cum!” “Fuck! The condom broke. Sorry,” I lied. I pulled out of Evan and walk out. I left him there in the sex club hoping he’d let other men fuck him with my load still inside. Later, I recorded my conquest in the guild’s log. Evan, catcher (23): Neg ginger boy butt poz bred by Clyde. Used poppers and stealthed him with a broken condom.

To me a fuck buddy is a friend who I can hook up with and vice versa with little effort and drama. I text him and we arrange to meet at the others place where we fuck and then go about our day or soemtimes we hang out or spend the night. To me a fuck buddy is someone I can depend on for good sex without any feelings needing to be discussed or anything like that.

March 3rd, 1821 While my house was being renovated for my use, my uncle Grady (my father's brother) sat me down and had a chat with me. He was always a bit of a mysterious figure in our family. He attended just enough of the social events to be known, but generally kept to himself and almost no one talked about him. When his name came up the conversation would always change to another topic pretty quickly. As a result I didn't know him well at all. All I knew was he had never married. When we sat down, his first question to me was rather abrupt - "I've noticed you've never taken a girl out to any of the social functions and now I hear you've branded your slave. Are you fucking him as well?" I stammered for a moment - polite people in good society don't ask questions like that. I didn't really know how to respond. All I could think to say was "He's my slave. I do whatever I feel like with him." My uncle grinned. "Good, so what I've heard is true - you do like fucking nigger boys. Now that you're setting up your own house there are a few things I can tel you that your father wouldn't let me tell you before. But your father now thinks it might be a good idea if I keep a watch on you as you move into your own house. There's a small group of us who are like you. We're all wealthy, unmarried, and like our slaves male and dark. We're getting together on Friday. Why don't you come? Oh, make sure you bring Jeremiah…" Dumbfounded I just nodded and then my uncle continued "Which reminds me - you have figured out how to clean out his ass, right? Make sure he's squeaky clean for Friday." Friday came and I took Jeremiah to my uncle's house as arranged. The house seemed completely dark and uninhabited from the outside, but when the door opened I realized it was just that the curtains had been drawn. There was my uncle, two other white men I had only ever seen briefly before, and a dozen or so male slaves all of whom were stark naked, many of them had hard cocks. As soon as we walked through the door Jeremiah's clothes were ripped off him and he was pushed hard so he felt flat onto the floor. One of the slaves barked "Stay there" to Jeremiah as my uncle asked me - "You like it when Jeremiah is abused, right?" A grin grew across my face - "What do you have in mind?" "Just watch" my uncle replied. Right about then a huge, muscular slave stepped forward. He had the biggest dick I could imagine - it looked like it was 13" and really thick. It was so big it looked like a third leg. He got down on the floor and shoved that rock hard monster up Jeremiah's ass in one fell swoop. Jeremiah screamed out in pain - the big dicked top hadn't used lube. The top banged Jeremiah's ass HARD. And with Jeremiah on a hard floor the fuck was far more brutal than how I fucked Jeremiah. 10 minutes later the top bellowed out what I can only describe as a roar as he came inside Jeremiah's ass. When he pulled off Jeremiah's ass was a bloody, cummy mess. Many of the other slaves were circling in ready to fuck Jeremiah. My uncle stepped forward and pointed to the slave with the next biggest dick - probably 12". "Lay on your back on the floor". Then he kicked Jeremiah and said "Get up and sit on that dick." Then he turned to another slave that also had a pretty big dick and said "Get behind him and double fuck him". Jeremiah turned to me and I could see his lips move but no sound came out "Two dicks?" The second dick went in and Jeremiah screamed out in pain. My uncle walked over to me and said "The second slave may not have the biggest dick, but he's a rather brutal top - I thought you might like that". My own dick had been pretty hard watching the first top fuck Jeremiah, but I nearly came without touching myself when I saw him get double fucked. I had to turn away and think non-sexual thoughts. My uncle noticed and he asked "Would you like to fuck your nigger now?" I said "Yes uncle, I need to blow a load to be able to watch this without spontaneously cumming." Right then the second top grunted and came in Jeremiah's hole. My uncle motioned for the other slaves to step aside and I unbuttoned my pants and stepped forward and shoved my dick in next to the huge big black cock of the slave who was still lying on his back. I had never double fucked Jeremiah before - the feeling was incredible - his hole was so tight. About 10 strokes later I was blowing a huge load up Jeremiah's ass. Over the next half hour each of the slaves stepped forward and fucked Jeremiah for a few minutes before blowing their loads. Or should I say double fucked him since the top with the big dick was still under him? Apparently that particular slave can stay hard for hours and in a double fuck scenario like that he'll cum multiple times in a session. When all the slaves had dumped their load in Jeremiah we retired to the parlor with 4 of the slaves while Jeremiah endured round two (and in some cases three and four) with the remaining slaves. Three of the slaves that came with us got on all fours in front of our chairs and acted as footstools. One of the white men told his "footstool" to massage his feet. I figured I'd ask my footstool to do the same. It was a new experience for me - I liked it especially when he started licking between my toes - it was like he was giving my fee a blowjob. The fourth slave was a regal, older slave - he acted as bartender and got us the drinks of our choosing. I hadn't been properly introduced to the other two white gentlemen but now that we were alone I was told their names were Charles and Vernon. I had seen them out at big social functions, but hadn't ever spent time with them. My uncle then walked me through what I just saw. "The three of us come from wealthy families. We're not interested in women, children or families. We've learned over the years that we like negro men. You and I are alike - we're both rather sadistic tops - we must have gotten that trait from my father. Charles also likes fucking his male slaves, but he's a bit more romantic / tender in how he treats 'his boys'. The slaves here in the room with us are his - they're usually bottoms so fucking your nigger isn't really all that big of a turn on for them. Vernon, on the other hand, wishes he were in Jeremiah's place right now. He loves getting gangbanged by big nigger dicks." I had a million questions for the men - all of which they answered patiently. Yes, there were a few other men in Charleston like us. (You could identify them because they were always single, had their own homes, and all their slaves were male.) No, Vernon isn't weird for liking to be abused. I found out about a prominent judge in the city that went weekly to a whore house to get dominated by a woman - Vernon's desires are essentially the same as the judge's it's just there aren't whorehouses that offered big black dicks. But the most important thing I learned that evening was that choosing the slaves for my household was critically important. While Jeremiah had been broken, there were niggers who actually liked abuse - and in many ways they were better than slaves like Jeremiah. Luckily Uncle Grady and his friends were going to help me pick out the other slaves for my house. My mind started racing - I was going to be alone in a house with a group of slaves that could service me sexually 24-hours a day (minus the time when I was engaged in "legitimate" social functions). My life could revolve around sex - what more could an 18 year old desire? When the slaves were done with Jeremiah's ass there was a knock on the door and one of them asked my uncle what they should do with him. "Bring him in here" my uncle replied. When they did Jeremiah just curled up in the fetal position. There was a pinkish mixture oozing out of his ass. My uncle kicked Jeremiah and told him to go over to me and present his ass to me. Jeremiah wasn't quite sure what to, but my uncle just forced him into position in front of me - ass up and face down. My uncle then turned to me and said "Fuck him again. The other slave said he has 35 loads in his ass including yours from earlier. It will feel incredible to fuck him right now - like your cock is encased in silk." I unbuttoned my pants and went to fuck him, but my uncle stopped me. "You don't want to get that mix on your clothes. Best if you strip all the way down." I looked concerned - but my uncle reassured me "Don't worry - we see each other naked all the time." At which point my uncle and the other slave owners took off their clothes so I wouldn't feel so alone in my nakedness. My uncle was right - fucking an ass with that much cum in it was incredible. I didn't want it to stop. But eventually the senses overtook me and I added another load to the mix. #36. When I pulled out Vernon looked at me and sheepishly said "May I?" I didn't know what he was planning - as far as I knew he didn't fuck niggers. But he got down behind Jeremiah and started licking all the bloody cum off his ass. When it was all licked clean he started sucking on Jeremiah's ass. Occasionally he would look up with a big grin on his face and open his mouth and show that he had a mouthful of cum. Charles' older, regal slave must have seen his Vernon do this before. While Vernon was felching Jeremiah's butt the slave started jacking his dick. Then Vernon stood up, spit out some of the bloody cum and worked it all over the slave's hard cock. Then he bent over and the slave shoved into him in one smooth stroke. Vernon was in ecstasy. I started to understand that fucking wasn't always about inflicting pain - that the bottom could be in control of the situation and in total bliss. (Jeremiah had only just tolerated my fucking him - I hadn't seen someone enjoy getting fucked before). There was clearly a lot I had to learn - luckily I had some good mentors. My uncle and Charles fucked Jeremiah who then had 38 loads in him (minus the ones Vernon felched out). It was time to go home. When Jeremiah and I got home I put him in my bed and chained him to the headboard. Usually he slept on the floor, but his ass felt too good with all that cum in it. I must have fucked him a half dozen times that night. It was the beginning of a new life for me - one that revolved around fucking negro ass. - Tom Calhoun

I believe it's because the anal lining doesn't have nerve endings. Only at the end. (Don't quote me on this)