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Been spending some time on the dark side guys, here are the results. I was not sure which category to put this in, does it matter? Enjoy. I really loved my boyfriend Mark. He was smart, funny, handsome and as it turned out a dirty, double crossing, back stabbing, fornicator. Do I sound bitter? I left work early one fateful Wednesday due to the onset of a sick headache. I get them from time to time and the best thing for me to do is have a lie down in a dark room until it eases up. Very distracted and I let myself in the back door of our house, dropped off my bag and keys and headed for the bedroom. An odd sound stopped me in my tracks. Mark should be at work so what was that sound coming from the living room. Well I will tell you what it was. It was Mark getting his ass drilled by our neighbor Sam. Sam was in his late fifties, balding, somewhat over weight and married. A grandfather for Christs sake. I never had a sexual thought about him, didn't occur to me Mark would. But there they were on our new couch, ass up, legs spread, Sam deep dicking Mark, apparently, to both their delights. I was in shock, speechless really. And I found a cure for a sick headache, just walk in on the love of your life being shagged by your adulterous neighbor. I stood there frozen and mute as I watched Sam's hairy ass clench and unclench as he rammed his cock ever harder into my boyfriends eager hole. Mark was very vocal, urging Sam to fuck him hard, breed his hole, GIMMEE THAT RAW COCK, he practically screamed. What?! They weren't even using protection. Mark and I had been together for two years and we still always used protection. WTF. Sam bent down to snog with Mark giving me an even better view of his fur lined ass crack. The guy was one hairy s.o.b. Mark wrapped his legs around Sam's back ensuring his fuckers cock would stay firmly ensconced in his needy hole. My needy hole damnit! I ran to the bedroom, hastily packed two bags and marched out of the house. They never even heard me, just kept right on with the buggery and the cheatery while my heart broke into a thousand pieces. I drove to a nearby hotel and checked in for a long stay. The first thing I did in my room was to block Mark's number on my phone. And then I called in sick for the next three days so Mark couldn't try to reach me at work. Three days wallowing in your own misery is both exhausting and boring. By Saturday night I needed distraction and to get out of my room. In a rum induced spurt of optimism I decided to go out and pick up a guy for nsa sex. Why not, I was a free man now. I even cleaned out thinking I might just decide to get fucked. My toiletry bag still had condoms in it so I grabbed a couple and headed for the nearest bar. So I guess I had a little more rum than I thought because I didn't even bother to find a gay bar. How I thought I was going to pick up a guy in a straight bar is beyond me. I get a beer, find a seat and look around. Breeders everywhere. What an idiot!!! I'm a social retard as it is in queer bars, around the straights I feel positively alien. I tell myself I will just drink my beer and leave. Then Christ on a cracker I spot Sam. He sees me too and a curious look flits momentarily over his features. I look away pretending I did not see him. Doesn't work. He makes his way over to me and stands there until I deign to look at him. "We need to talk," he says over the din of the bar babble. I don't know what to say to that so I don't say anything. "Your boyfriend is worried about you," he offers. Sam is standing too close. I can smell his aftershave. He is very tan and his shirt is wide open exposing his hirsute chest. All I can think is that I did not know Mark liked his men so hairy. I remained silent. Finally Sam begs me to listen to what he has to say. He returns to the bar to get us both drinks. While he waits I watch him make a quick phone call. I feel like an ass for letting him get me another beer, for bothering to hear what he has to say, for wanting to hear what he has to say. I want to hear how miserable Mark is, how contrite Sam is. I want them both groveling at my feet begging for forgiveness. Sam returns with my beer. I don't want to drink it but he insists I have a pull before he starts. Of course once I start I can't stop. I am like a siphon. He's talking but he is not really saying much. For fuck's sake why is he talking about the weather and the price of beer and why is he talking in slow motion and why is the world getting fuzzy. I felt Sam put his arm around me and begin to walk me out of the bar. He's strong and even with the extra weight his muscles are hard. I am enveloped in the smell of him. My feet did not seem to want to work. And then nothing. I woke up in my hotel room with a rotten head, sandpaper tongue and a full body ache. It took a long time for the world to come into focus and for me to understand where I was. Looking around I thought the room looked rather messy. There were some beer bottles scattered around. The bed covers were wadded up in a corner and there was some miscellaneous debris littering the floor. Then I felt it when I tried to roll over. There was something stuck up my ass. Whatever it was it was not small. What the hell did I do last night? I couldn't remember. I remembered showering to go out to the bar, walking to the bar and running into someone, maybe. My first attempt to stand up did not go well, nor the second. I managed to scrape myself off the floor and stagger into the bathroom to get a look at what was up my ass. It was a butt plug. Took me a minute to figure it out having zero personal experience with the item. Once I decided what it was it needed to be removed but holy hell it was so goddamn bulbous it wasn't going to just slip on out of my hole. I squatted in front of the sink and began the process. Relax, gentle pressure, push. It felt like I was giving birth. In the end I had to grit my teeth with the pain and rip the damn thing out like I was pulling teeth. Pain, lots of pain and an enormous gush of something running down my leg. What in the hell? My ass lips spasmed and farted letting loose a last gush before my hole settled down into a numbed stupor. That's when the smell hit me. Cum. The butt plug was holding in a tidal wave of cum. How could that be? I was a careful partner. I always used protection. No man had ever had his bare cock in my ass much less dropped a load but there I was standing in a pool of sperm that had leaked from my hole. Dazed and confused I cleaned myself off with a wet washcloth being careful of my tender asshole and then collapsed back on the bed. It took me a minute lying there to realize how damp the sheet was. I ran my hand over it encountering what were obviously slicks of jizz. The bed was one big sponge of sweat and spit and sperm. A whole lot of fucking had taken place on that bed. I tried closing my eyes and wishing it all away as a bad dream. No luck. When I opened my eyes the first thing that came into focus was a note taped to the mirror. My first instinct was to throw it away without looking at it, not give whoever had done this to me the satisfaction of playing their game. I recognized the handwriting though. It was Mark's. I had to read it. The statement was short. "Check out the new video on your phone. By the way don't try to make any trouble over this. You will regret it." I sat on the back on the bed for a long time unable to make myself pick up the phone. Teary eyed I stared down at my feet and spotted a half full bottle of tequila. I detest the stuff but I needed some courage. I downed as much as I could stomach, flopped across the bed and watched the video. The first bit was Mark cursing as he tried to set up the camera so it was pointed at the bed. It kept slipping and falling over. I almost laughed but sobered up seeing my unconscious self snoozing away next to a naked Sam. Sam was running his hands over my body, pinching nipples, pulling on my flaccid cock. Then Mark hopped on the bed and Sam turned his amorous attentions to my boyfriend. The next several painful minutes were them two making out as they rolled about next to me, jostling my body and at one point almost pushing me off the bed. That brought me back to their attention. Sam turned my head towards them and proceeded to explore my mouth with his tongue while Mark went south to suck Sam's cock. The tequila rose in my throat. I wanted to throw the phone across the room and get the hell out of there but I had to know what exactly had happened to me. When my attention returned to the screen Sam had gotten up on his knees and was feeding me his cock. My right cheek bulged out with every thrust of his fat rod. He really did have a jaw breaker of a prick. "He can't suck cock for shit," Sam quipped as he continued to rape my face, forcing his cock ever deeper down my throat. The sound of Mark's giggle was daggers to my heart. Mark reclined at the foot of the bed with his back to the camera. Pretending to examine his nails he snorted, "I know, more teeth than lip." Sam finally wedged his meat balls deep, one hand was around my throat the other pinched my nose. It was obvious there was no oxygen getting to my lungs and yet my body lay as still as stone. "God, he is really out," Mark exclaimed as loomed over me to examine my reaction. I watched in horror as the seconds then minutes ticked by while Sam continued to grind his crotch into my face. When he finally released me my lungs inflated with a wheeze and drool spilled over my lip onto the sheet. "You are an evil dog," Mark laughed as he enthusiastically kissed Sam over my comatose form. Sam grinned, "Yup and I think its time to introduce our friend here to the devil." Mark hopped off the bed. He came back into view with a small ice chest, the one that sat in our pantry on the top shelf. From it he pulled a thermos, waving it in front of the camera like a magician with a trick. Opening the thermos he produced a long cylindrical ice cube like the kind you make for water bottles. He waved it about then put it to his lips for a kiss and a lick. "This, boyfriend, is what is called a devil's dick." He held it close up to the camera so I could see its slick frozen milkiness. "Sam made it for me, well Sam and some of his closest friends." He turned to Sam and blew him a kiss. "In case you still don't understand, it's cum, frozen sperm. Lot's and lot's of fucks and wanks to make this lovely specimen and I am gifting it to you." He pointed at the camera with the devil dick, held his gaze for a long moment then went to stand by my side. I could not hear what he said next but it was obviously instructions for Sam to roll me over. Without a word or warning Mark pushed the semen dildo into my ass. The tequila boiled out of my throat and I retched painfully over the side of the bed. Abandoning the phone I staggered into the bathroom to rinse my mouth. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. By the time I sat back down on the bed and picked up my phone the scene had changed. Mark was filming now as Sam fingered my ass, slicking up my hole as the devil dick melted its fiendish contents into my guts. "Go on Sam," Mark urged, "have a taste, I know how bad you want to." Without hesitation Sam dove in roughly pulling my cheeks apart to give him better access to my cum slimed hole. I had always refused to let Mark try that and now I was getting royally reamed by my neighbor. Sam licked and sucked and rubbed his stubbled cheeks against my ass crack with a faint sound like Velcro being torn apart. The moment was interrupted by a curt knock at the door. With a smart slap to my ass Sam got up to let in the guest. A rangy character of moderate height came into view. He had rather greasy looking shoulder length hair and an unremarkable face except when he smiled and revealed a gold tooth. The men greeted each other with happy tidings and longish tonguey kisses then their attention turned to me. "Roger, meet my boyfriend. Boyfriend this is Roger." Roger approached me, pulled up my one exposed eyelid then slapped me hard. "Shit, this motherfucker is out for the count." He turned to Sam. "What the fuck did you give him." "Just a couple of those little white pills you gave me last month." "Well shit", Roger started to run his hands over me ending his exploration at my hole, " you only needed one. He'll be dead to the world all night." "So," Sam harumphed plopping himself back on the bed and pushing Roger's hand away idly fingering me again. "His hole is still tight, fuckable and according to Mark practically virginal." An evil grin cracked Roger's face in half. "Yeah but it's more fun to have a little life in them. Don't worry I got you covered." Roger retrieved a small black toiletry bag. From it he removed three syringes. "This one," he held out the first, "will bring him back to life while leaving the fight out him." He held out the second, "this one will calm him down and make him horny as fuck if he comes back to life more than we like." "And the third," Mark questioned eagerly. "This is Trimix. He'll be more fun to play with if he's hard. I might want to take him for a ride." Even wider evil grin. "Brilliant," Mark exclaimed slapping Roger on the back. "He really does have a beautiful cock. It would be a shame to leave all sad and droopy while we have our fun." Despite the ever deepening horror of the situation my heart swelled to hear Mark say I had a beautiful cock. He never said that to me. Without further ado Roger flipped me over, pierced my cock with the syringe needle and depressed the plunger. Roger ordered Sam to rub my meat vigorously while the drugged worked its magic. I watched in fascination as my dick began to swell and harden. When it was all said and done I swear my cock looked a size bigger. It was rock hard and throbbing with the need for attention. My real life cock vibrated in commiseration with its video twin. Sam swooped in to have a taste then offered the spit slick knob to Roger. He accepted and downed me to the root with little trouble. Again there was a knock at the door. Roger released my cock long enough to mention it was his friends Rafik and Simon. "They'll be wanting a quick pump and dump," he said nonchalantly before returning to slobbering on my hard-on. As naive as I am I knew well enough what a pump and dump was but I was still in denial not believing Mark would let something like that happen to me. Clearly I was an idiot. In walked two young thuggish looking specimens decked out in grimy jeans and hoodies. Getting a better look they were obviously flying higher than the Goodyear Blimp. Simon was a ginger with a close cropped beard, an attempt to cover a severely acne scarred face. Rafik was some flavor of black with dreads and what turned out to be a majorly hooked dick. He had to fuck me sideways but I am getting ahead of the story. Introductions were made as Mark passed around beer and booze explaining the situation although it was obvious even to such drug addled minds as the two newcomers possessed. Sam interrupted the chatter and laughter (Mark was talking about the devil's dick) to explain that Mark had first dibs on my hole for actual fucking and breeding as he was the long standing and suffering boyfriend who had to put up with two years of boring sex .Mark just nodded. That really deflated me. I had no idea he was unhappy with our sex life. Simon hopped up on the bed and slapped my face with his cock. "Alright then get this bitch fucked and loaded." He pried open my jaws and pushed his leaky cock in. In the corner of the screen I saw that Rafik had a camera out and was filming his buddy. "I need to empty my sack into this fine piece of ass." He stooped to slide a finger inside me. Sam took charge ordering them to place me in the center of the bed. Pillows and bed covers went flying. I was pulled roughly into the middle of the bed then the boys took turns fingering and eating my hole. Everyone agreed my ass was prime meat. I did not know how to feel about it. I was about to be raped after having already been drugged but they were so excited and appreciative of my attributes it was hard not to be at least a little proud. And then the deed was done. Mark maneuvered himself on top and without a bit of a tease rammed his considerable endowment balls deep in my hole. Even in my drugged stupor a moan escaped my lips. Sam had the camera by now and closed in on my face. Mark was whispering in my ear. "I have waited so long for this." Our heads rocked with the motion of his fucking. "You tortured me and now its my turn to fuck and breed your hole. You feel so good baby, all that delicious cum lubing your hole. I wish you were awake to enjoy this." "I got ya covered man," Roger brought over the second syringe. Mark stilled his thrusting long enough for a vein to be found and my blood to be laced with more drugs. It was fast working. A couple sharp slaps to my face I was awake albeit still rather dopey. Mark resumed his fucking. "Hey stud," he cooed, "welcome back to the world. How are you feeling?" I could read the confusion on my face. "I don't know," I said, then, " I am kind of thirsty." For some reason that made them all laugh. "Hear ya go buddy." Simon stepped up to the bed waving his cock. "I gotta piss." Mark maneuvered me over to take Simon's cock in my mouth. I was ordered to suck Simon like a straw and down every drop. Like a trooper I did as ordered. Roger asked what kind of chem piss Simon was topping me off with. Simon shrugged, "oh you know, a sort of pharmacological mulligan stew. We've been at it for two days." Rafik and Simon high fived like a couple idiot jocks and in the process knocking his still pissing cock out of my mouth and soaking my hair with urine. Everybody laughed and Mark licked the beads of piss off my face. Marked informed the group he did not want to cum yet. He wanted everyone to fuck me first but no cumming. Sam handed the camera to Mark and flipped me over. He draped my legs over his shoulders before placing his cock at my hole. "Beg for my cock you frigid little shit," he demanded. In a timid voice I asked him to fuck me. Whatever was in that piss was working its way through my system making me as pliable as silly putty. "Say it like you mean it," Sam barked. I was too far gone to be frightened but I did manage a reasonably sincere request that he fill my hole with his hard-on. "You got it baby," and he rammed his cock into me. My eyes rolled back in my head and a moan escaped my lips. Could it be true? It looked like I was actually enjoying being fucked by that hairy rapist. The next twenty minutes of filming was terrible porn while the camera was passed around as they all took their turn barebacking my hole. Each one positioning me as predilection dictated and like I said Rafik skewered me sideways as his hooked prick only allowed. They drank and smoked and laughed all the while the far off look in my eyes proved I had only an inkling of what was happening to me. Mark's turn came around and he announced it was time to breed my hole. He had me on my back. "I want to look you in the eye," he growled into my face, "when I gift you with my special seed." I cringed at the idiot look on my face and how I thanked him. Mark informed me that all of them would be impregnating me. "You should feel grateful," he said tenderly stroking my face even as his cock bottomed out in my abused hole. The tremendous fucking that followed had my real time dick chubbing up. Mark ploughed me passionately and roared as he came filling my guts with jizz and forever altering my future. Sam was next and barely managed a few thrusts before cumming. Simon did not make it to my ass, at least for his first load, spewing his load on my face and then taking the time to push the gelatinous mass into my mouth. Rafik took the longest to unload. Someone held the camera close and I was treated to long minutes of his hairless hole clenching and unclenching while he fucked. When at last he extracted his cock from my innermost recesses there was a disgusting sucking noise and a fat glob of cum belched from my hole and slid down my balls. The camera was set in place. I lay there in a sweaty cum soaked stupor while my tormenters rehydrated with liquor and smoked their drugs of choice. Mark asked Sam how the ad was faring. Sam picked up his phone and after a moment responded. "Looking good. The fuckers are lining up and the first should be here any minute." A moment later the door opened and and a tall, older black man came into view. He asked which one of us was the cumdump and hauled out his cock. Without a word Simon and Sam unceremoniously flipped me over. Simon held my hands while Sam roughly pulled my legs apart. It all seemed unnecessary as I never uttered a grunt of protest. This was the first of several fucks courtesy of the internet. The man pushed himself into me and complimented the men at the slickness of my cum lubed hole. The next sodomite was a shadow of a man, his gaunt frame and hollow cheeks telling the story of his life. I watched in horror as he mounted me. It was like watching a train wreck. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he bottomed out in my hole. His rigor mortis like grin punching me in my soul. For a moment my eyes lost focus as I teetered and then I saw it. The camera zeroed in on the tattoo above his crotch, a biohazard sign. No. That can't be. What was happening. The man looked like death warmed over but he could still fuck. His stringy muscles had strength and I watched in fascination at the network of veins crisscrossing his body. I could hear Mark talking about his dick of death and it truly was a monumental piece of anatomy. It appeared and disappeared into my body, the slick rod looked like marble. I watched it spit its poison for a brief moment before it plunged back in releasing the rest of its load deep inside. My cock of course was still rock hard and I moaned when he used the escaped cum glob to lube me up and stroke. I didn't even flinch as he leaned in for a long lingering kiss. "If that doesn't take," he whispered, "I'll be breeding you again before the party is over." My cock had gone as limp as my hand and the phone dropped to the bed. I lay there staring at the note still taped to the mirror. I couldn't see the video but I could hear the sounds of fucking and laughing. Sam had started to call out the loads as I was fucked and filled by strangers. "Eleven, fifteen, twenty-two...." And then my voice. I was coming to my senses, yelling and trying to get off the bed. Two brutes I had not seen before were holding me down while Simon injected me with the last syringe. A moment later you could see my eyes glaze over and all the fight went out of me. One of the brutes poked me in the ribs and I giggled. "Time for round two," a voice in the background chimed. I was calm now and the hairy bear that had been holding me down savagely skewered me with his fat uncut cock. I moaned as he fucked, sweat beading on both our bodies. Mark whispered something into the bears ear. He shifted position so Mark could maneuver himself into a double penetration. I watched in horror and my hole stretched to accommodate two cocks. The bear stayed in place as each man took a turn with the DP. Where did they all come from? The bear leaned in for a kiss. Then Sam appeared revealing to the camera a mouth full of cum. He playfully pushed the frothy mass between his lips before leaning down and snowballing it into my mouth. The bear greedily resumed his kissing sloppily tongueing the load load between us. I gagged and dry heaved. There was nothing left to bring up. The rest of the video was a blur of cock and cum. Men came and left. I barely watched, just more of the same. The marathon fuck session ended with Simon riding my cock. I moaned and twitched as the man encouraged me to cum, fill his ass. I was fascinated by the look on my face. The pleasure that was clearly written there as my nuts released their seed into the drug dealer. My first bareback load as a top. At least I thought I was done. Bio tat guy was back. Sam and Mark pinned my legs back as the man resumed his fucking. His stringy hair was matted and damp. He looked exhausted. "Gotta say boys," he bragged, "I fucked a lot of ass tonight but this one here has got them all beat." "How do you like that stud?" He leaned in. "Your hole is plenty slick enough but I have enough ass juice on my cock from all those slut bottoms to lube you up good. Hey," he called out, "how many loads does this piece of shit have in him?" Mike and Sam grinned replying at the same time, "Thirty-two". And then one of them produced a marker handing it over. My fucker wrote CUMDUMP in big letters across my chest and the number thirty-three below it. Tossing the marker aside he thrust harder and harder before bellowing, "God dam!" My last load of the evening. "If that doesn't take," he joked, "I'll retire in shame." Laughter all around. Mark produced the massive butt plug and worked it into my red and puffy hole. As dazed and confused as I was at that moment what came next was still a shock. Dutifully I began to clean the room, straightened the bed, showered and douched keeping careful watch on the time. You see I was given strict and explicit instructions on what to do. There was to be a penalty if I did not comply. Were I to deviate in any way certain portions of the video would be sent to my family, friends and place of employment. Of course Mark would know who to provide elicit evidence of my debauchery. Precisely at 8pm I was sitting quietly on the end of the bed as Sam and Mark entered the room.

OK so this happened on my way back from vacation. I had stopped at rest stop late at night to grab an energy drink for the rest of the drive home. I got my drink and sat at a picnic table under a streetlamp to enjoy the cool summer night and to check grindr for any new dick pics. After scrolling thru the usual "heys" and "pic?" for a few minutes, I get a new message from a blank profile that says "is this you" followed by a picture of me sitting on the table under the light. I look up and see a few cars in the dark parking lot but I can't make out any details. I feel my phone vibrate and I look down at a new message that reads "go to the restroom and meet me in the last stall". My curiosity and horniness gets the better of me so I finish my drink and I do as instructed. I sit in the last stall as instructed for a few minutes until I hear the door creak open. Heavy boots sound on the aging tile. The stall door swings open and I meet my mystery man. He's an older stocky scruffy and tanned latino man standing a few inches taller than me dressed in a neon safety yellow shirt and jeans. He says, "you're such a good boy, following my instructions. I'm Tomas and I've got something I think you'll enjoy" Tomas unfastens his belt, undoes his jeans, and whips out one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen. As long as my forearm and almost as thick as the can my energy drink came in. It was uncut and then the smell hits me. I immediately smell the sweat and musk of his cock and balls. It smells so good I forget where I am and i drop to my knees and start kissing the head and down the shaft. Tomas says "I knew you such a pretty little cocksucker the moment I opened that app and saw your profile. I got so hard watching you walk to the restroom I figured you'd like a taste" I lick his shaft back to the tip before kissing it and sucking on the head. I'm sucking his cock getting it nice and wet for a few minutes only reaching half way down his cock. It's so thick. Tomas notices that I'm struggling to deep throat his fat cock. He moans "let me help you with that" and he forces my head down to the base. I hit the base and gag. He holds my head there and I inhale the scent of his sweat and musk in his pubes. I gag again and force myself off to get air. I catch my breath and move towards his balls. Tomas drops his jeans and steps out of them revealing a pair of hairy muscular thighs and his jockstrap. He pulls down his jockstrap and steps out of that and pulls off his shirt showing his hairy chest. Once he's undressed, except for his boots, I reach for his balls to savor his musk. I take his balls in my mouth and suck on them. His musk is so intoxicating. Tomas says "OK now it's my turn. I don't want to bust before tasting that sweet boy ass". He pulls my shirt and shorts off. My pale cock pops out. I've been leaking precum this whole time. "No underwear? You were looking for cock weren't you? Always at the ready like a good little faggot. Now, turn around" he orders me. I do as I'm told. "Wow that ass is unreal. Can't believe you were trying to hide this underneath your gym shorts" Tomas kneels down and spreads my ass showing him a smooth pink hole winking at him. He dives in first kissing my hole before digging his tongue in. His tongue plunged as far as it can go swirling around my insides. He eats my ass so good. After a few minutes of getting my hole nice and wet, he slips two fingers in to start working my hole. He reaches around and slowly starts milking my cock. As his fingers rub my prostate I start getting close to cumming. "Are you about to bust? Cum in my hand. I want to taste it" I do as I'm told and I cum in his hand. He takes his hand and licks the cum off. He stands up and spins me around kissing me, mouth full of cum. We swirl the cum back and forth, our tongues dancing before I swallow it all. "What a good boy. I didn't even have to tell you to swallow. Now bend over facing the toilet. I think you're ready for my cock" I do as I'm told and bend over. I grab the toilet and hang on. He spits on my hole and slowly pushes the head in. I feel my hole begin to stretch to take his cock. He spits on his cock and pushes forward until he's all the way in. "Wow I'm impressed. Most boys your size struggle to take my cock but you took it like a seasoned faggot. I bet you take a lot of big cock." I play with my hole a lot but it feels like he's going to tear me in two. Tomas puts his hands on my hips and begins to thrust slowly at first until he's built up speed, rhythmically pounding away at my hole. His big low-hanging balls slap mine in rhythm. He pounds away for a few minutes before pulling out with a loud pop. I feel my hole gape. He plunges back in before it can close. He smacks my ass with his big bear paw of a hand. A loud smack echoes off the walls in the empty restroom. My hole clenches tight around his fat cock and I feel it pulsate. He moans and cums deep in my ass. It's warm but feels so good. He pulls out and says "you did good taking it all but I'm still hard. Let's go another round" I turn around and see him still hard. He sits down on the toilet and orders me to fuck myself on his cock. I turn around, line my still tender hole up, and slowly sink down on his cock. I moan the whole way down. I start moving up and down until I'm bouncing. I'm moaning the whole time. Tomas leans down, grabs his jockstrap, and says "if you don't quiet down, I'll shove this in your mouth. Understand?" I nod and moan out a 'yes sir' before bouncing some more. The door to the restroom creaks open and I freeze and sit on his cock. Tomas shoves the smelly jockstrap in my mouth and whispers "quiet". He flips me up and onto his chest. He slowly slides me up and down his cock, my feet resting on his beefy thighs. There's someone else 10ft away pissing. Tomas whispers to me "do you think we should invite him in?" I shake my head no. "Good I didn't want to share my toy" The door creaks open again and the stranger leaves. Tomas, still holding me up, picks up speed again, using gravity to drive himself deeper inside me. He pulls the jockstrap out of my mouth and says "let's cum together". He thrusts some more getting deeper and deeper each time. I feel his cock tense up and he floods my hole again, more than when he cummed the first time. I cum too exploding all over my chest. He slides out of me, his cum dripping out of my used hole, and pushes me off of him. I reach to my used hole and push some of his cum into my hand. I lick it off and kiss him, pushing his cum into his mouth. We swap it back and forth before I swallow it. "Damn boy you have been the best reststop faggot I've ever fucked. Spread your ass for me, I want to see it gape." I do as I'm told and bend over spreading my ass to show my gaping used hole. It's tender and cum drips on the floor. We both get dressed and clean up, and walk out one at a time. The cum leaks out my hole as I walk back to my car, my ass sore while I make the trip back home.

My birthday and Halloween are around the same time so I always celebrate big. It also marks the end of Locktober when my cock is locked away in its cage. By the end of the month the horn is unstoppable. I was sitting in the steamroom at the sauna thinking what I could do to celebrate becoming a real man at 30 and the season. There were a few other guys around; an extremely skinny tired looking twink and a stick thin older man and a bear. Just then a fit jock swaggered in and sat down. The twink said “hey, wanna play?” and the jock replied “not with you, bug boi” and with that got up and walked out – the bear followed. The old man said “stupid lad, doesn’t know what he’s missing” and the twink pulled out a monster cock and winked. I instinctively removed my towel and the twink noticed. He said “you horny enough to take this weapon?” I nodded. “Your locked cock horny enough to take this toxic venomous snake inside you?”. I said “wow I’d been nearly a month and I’d let you do anything. The thought of a twink making me into a real man – a breeder is what I need”. The twink led me to his cabin, laydown and told me to get on board. He passed me a bottle of poppers and I sniffed greedily whilst he said “guys your age can’t resist my twinky charm – but I’m man enough to breed and young enough seed multiple times a day – if you want poz then push back”. I did, feeling his fat cock filling me. I rode him for a good ten mins before he pushed me off and onto the mattress, flipped me over and pushed in me – pounding me hard. He grunted and rode me hard until I felt his balls swell against my ass and he pumped ropes of toxic cum into me. He then unlocked the door, noticed the old guy sitting in a seat opposite and said “bet cause he’s locked he’s gagging for more”. I replied “yes daddy, breed me up”. The old guy didn’t need asking twice. He plunged straight in and pounded for a bit but came pretty quicky. The old guy said “thought you’d be another one of those dumb jocks who thinks they are too good for us". I said “sorry sir, guess I have been in the past, but now I’m becoming more of a man in so many ways”. The twink had a checky glint in his eye and said “think he should make up for it?” and the old man smiled and said “think he’s started already but yes how?”. The twink asked if I would be prepared to take all loads on Halloween and come to his poz party – every load poz except my converting balls and I’d get tricks and treats – beautiful men and men I might think we’re trolls. I said I would and to make sure I didn’t chicken out I’d stay locked to ensure my balls were blue and ready to bust. He replied that was perfect and gave me the address. I knew conversion was guaranteed…

Part 4 Jack and Jason got to know each other a little better when they were alone in the basement. Jack had also been a student until 4 months ago and had met the master at the gym where Jason had also met him. Jason's story was actually a copy to Jack's. But neither of them cared, they were both happy with where they were now and wanted to serve their master. They also felt no competition from the other. It's a pity we are wearing chastity said Jack otherwise I would have liked to fuck your nice pussy. That would be nice said Jason, because your pole looks really good. His cock wanted to grow but the cage stopped it. Master had said that we could play with each other said Jason. If you want to work me with the dildos, go ahead because I have a lot of training to do to be able to get Master's fist in my hole. Das true said Jack and he went to the wall with the dildos and took off some big ones. Jason lay down on his back in his cage and put his feet against the top so his hole was easily accessible to Jack. Man you have a nice pussy said Jack and started licking it. Jason began to moan in pleasure. HMMMM that feels good man. Oh yes go deeper with your tongue hmmmm. Jason went into a trance. Jack stopped licking and took the first dildo and gently pushed it into Jason's hole. The first dildo went in smoothly. Your pussy is already starting to loosen up well said Jack, in no time you will have a real slut ass that will let all the cocks in. I hope so said Jason, since I was fucked for the first time yesterday I think of nothing else than to get cocks in my hole. It's the same for me said Jack. I dream of finishing off one cock after another and having my pussy so full of seed that it can't help but spill out. Hmmm said Jason, I would then sit behind you and catch all the seed in my mouth and swallow it. Dirty thief said Jack while laughing, you would walk away with my seed that I got. The Boys laughed while Jack took the next larger dildo and pushed it inside Jason. This one was the thickness of Jack's fist and Jason was still struggling with it, he groaned. Here sniff some poppers it will help said Jack. Jason sniffed the fresh poppers and his hole relaxed and opened further allowing the dildo to slide deeper into his pussy. When Jack felt Jason's pussy was loose enough he removed the dildo and took some lube and pushed his fist against Jason's hole. What used to be a tightly wound sphincter had already turned into a real cunt. Jason's hole was already almost sucking the fist inside. Jack just had to help a little more so that it went in nicely. Jack saw that it was good and said Master will be proud of you. Jason only half heard because he was fully enjoying the fist that had just disappeared into his pussy. The boys played for a while longer and then it was time to sleep. Each crawled into their own cage and closed their eyes. The next morning Jack started by getting him clean and showed Jason how to do it. Jason was a good student and picked up quickly. Then they ate something small and started working out. After their morning workout, they rested for a while until master would come and get them. At noon Master came down to the basement to get his sluts. Are we ready sluts he called downstairs. Jason and Jack said yes master. This will be a special day said Mike to his sluts. Today 5 men will come by, 4 of them will use you and the 5th one we will transform into a slut only he doesn't know it yet. The 5th one thinks he will be allowed to fuck you but he is not a real man like a man should be, he is actually a slut and we will make him realize that. May we help with his transformation master asked Jason and Jack. You will play a part in his transformation said Mike but you may not fuck him if that is what you meant. You only serve to be fucked and used. Your cock has no purpose or use anymore. Mike got his sluts ready, he checked that their holes were rinsed, made sure they were clean. Around 4 pm the guests arrived. 5 sturdy muscular men entered. Jason and Jack sat naked on all fours ready in the living room. They only had their armor on. In their asses was a plug with a tail. Their cock was still safely in their chastity cage. You did a nice job Andy, thanks Mike, these are the men. My 2 sluts, later you can use them however you want but let us have a drink first. Mike walked up to Jason and gave him a smack against his ass. Jason gave a groan and his ass started to glow from the slap but said yes master what can I do for you. Come with me, we are going to get drinks for our guests. Jason followed his master to the kitchen and Jack was left alone. Olly came up to him and rubbed his hair and said, later we are going to have some fun with you. I hope you can have my pole, but if not you will get it anyway and tear yourself open. Mike said in the kitchen to Jason which glass to give to whom, for there was 1 glass provided with anesthetic. Jason didn't know which glass it was or what it was for though, he hoped he didn't miss handing out the drink so the wrong one didn't fall asleep. Jason and Mike returned with the drinks and Jason handed them out. Jack got his ass kicked and had to sit in the middle and Jason came and sat next to him. Go greet the guests and welcome them said master to his slaves. Jason went towards Andy and came and sat at his feet and took off his shoes and started kissing his feet and worked his way up. Jack went over to Tom and did the same. They worked their way to Andy and Tom's crotch and unbuckled and unbuttoned their belts and took their pole in their mouths and started sucking on it. When their poles were stiff they went to the next one now it was Ben and Jonas turn and did the same. The last one was lucky because both sluts came and sat at his feet and they wanted to start their way up but then they saw that Olly was sinking. Jason and Jack didn't know what to do but Master intervened. The other guests were laughing and saying, it's time, he's getting what he deserves. Master took his sluts to the playroom and the other guests grabbed Olly and took him to the playroom too. They laid Olly on the table and took off his clothes and tied his arms together and stretched a rope back so that his arms were outstretched. The rope was attached to a ring in the wall. They placed a few more straps across his chest so he couldn't straighten out, his head was secured and a stick was placed behind his knees and attached to him. The stick was hung up so that his butt was exposed. A ball was put in his mouth so he couldn't cry out when he woke up, and he was given a blindfold. Let's get to it men said Mike. He took the depilatory cream and gave it to Jason, you can rub it on him he said. When we come back I want him rinsed and I don't want to see any hair on his body. The sluts nodded. Jason and Jack rubbed Olly in and they had to wait 10 min to rinse him until the product had done its job. Jason said to Jack I can't wait for him to be one of us. I'm anxious to see his transformation. Jack said, that guy thought he would have fun with me tonight but he must not have expected the others to have fun with him. After the 10 min she rinsed off the cream and all of Olly's hair was gone. Olly started to wake up, trying to ask what had happened. Jack and Jason looked at each other smiling but said nothing. Olly felt a syringe being pressed against his sphincter and he felt tepid water running up his ass. He didn't know what was happening because he couldn't see anything and he was tied up on the table. He couldn't keep the water in and squirted it back out of his future pussy, Jason and Jack were ready with a bucket to catch it all as they didn't want to get punished by their master. They repeated it a few more times until only clean water came out of Olly's ass. Olly was panicking, what had happened and why was he tied up. Why are they making his ass clean, he was a top a real alpha male after all. He fucked sluts not the other way around. At that moment the others came back into the playroom. Jason and Jack were ordered to go on all fours and were given a pat on the head and a glass with Coke and G in it. Well done boys, said master. Soon you will get your reward , the sluts' tails wagged and they drank their drinks. But first we are going to create another slut said Master. Andy, Tom, Jonas, Ben and Mike went around the table and took off Olly's blindfold and said Olly you sold our previous slut and lied to us about it. You said he escaped. Well you owe us a slut. So to make up for it you can be our slut from now on. After tonight you'll want nothing more than to be our slut. You will beg to be mated and to swallow our seed. Olly who was startled by what he heard and tried to cry out and tried to thrash around wildly but it didn't help because he was firmly bound and there was a gag in his mouth. The men standing around him were grinning and Andy said, try it buddy, you know we can tie up our sluts like the best of them. You won't come off until we want you to. Mike took out one of his medium dildos and came to stand next to Olly. This one I'm going to ram in like this without any lube or anything. This way you can already feel what you will be begging for later. Mike gave the dildo to Ben and the pushed it against Olly's sphincter and pushed it in. He felt a lot of resistance because Olly had never been fucked before. This is an exciting pussy men said Ben, we are going to have a lot of fun with this later. We're going to have fun with this. Olly squealed in pain, and tears sprang into his eyes. That he would ever enjoy this, never. That he would ever beg for this, he didn't think so. All he thought about was revenge, he would teach them a lesson when he got loose. Jonas came up behind Olly and took hold of the dildo and pulled it back for a moment before pushing it even deeper. Soon I'll be ramming balls deep into your pussy he said to Olly. Tom took hold of the dildo and pulled it out and pushed his fist against Olly's ass and said and this boy is going in too. Olly tried to pull himself together and keep calm but it didn't work he tried to get loose but in vain. Mike came back to stand beside him with a mask and placed it over his mouth. First we are going to calm you down a bit he said because we can't do anything with you like this. He took his pipe and lit it and sucked. He blew a big white cloud into the tube that was connected to the mask. Olly tried to hold his breath but after a while couldn't help but breathe in the cloud. Olly had never used anything before, he always let the sluts get high by the others. He immediately calmed down, the next cloud was already blown into the mask and he breathed that one in too. His pupils started to get bigger after a few turns. We can already start something with this, Tom said and took the mask from Olly's mouth. They took the ball out of his mouth and Olly who could still talk half said, never, never I will beg to be fucked. We will see about that Mike said. Jason and Jack who were also starting to get high had to come to their master. They had to stand up, their cage was taken off and 2 chains were put on the PA, their pole was pulled back against their balls and the chain went along their backs to their nipples and was attached to their nipples under slight tension. Both sluts moaned. Look well said Ben to Olly, this will be you soon. Look well you will learn how to behave as a slut in front of your master. Olly's eyes were spinning in his head and he did like what he saw, two sluts being used, the part that he would be one day he hadn't really understood. Olly tried to shout, use those sluts. But got hit on the head and Jonas said from now on you can't yell, you can only speak when asked. Jason and Jack had to crawl back on all fours but that caused their nipples and cocks to be pulled. They had to crawl over to Andy and Tom and make their pole stiff. Olly got something to drink from Mike, but he didn't want to drink it because he knew it had G in it. No problem said Mike then we have another way, he took a mouth spreader and put it in Olly's mouth, he skirted his mouth and poured the drink in his mouth and pinched his nose shut. Olly tried to spit it out but couldn't because Ben had put his hand over his mouth and he had no choice but to swallow it. That needs a little work Mike said but give us some time and we will break you. Ben said to Olly in the meantime take a good look at your future brothers how they are sucking Andy and Tom. Soon it will be your turn and you better see that you do just as well. Jason and Jack gave it their all and Andy and Tom enjoyed the blowjob. Andy said stop it because you are doing so well I would give you my first load of cum of the night and this is destined to be our good friend over there. Tom nodded and thought just the same. Jason and Jack had to sit with their asses to each other and a shard of Tina was inserted into the sluts' pussies. They were also given a double dildo in their asses and they had to fuck each other. The chains on their backs were connected so that with each thrust, their nipples and balls were pulled. The boys who had become so horny by now were moaning with pleasure. Olly started to get hot and began to squirm on the table. Because of the mouth spreader, drool was also coming out of his mouth, his eyes were like flying saucers in his head and you could already detect a small moan. What do we see here said Tom, do we see a slut in the making. I think so said Andy, a little more and we will have a slut. Mike went to Olly's ass and stuck his finger in the hole. Olly tried to resist but his horniness took over and he began to moan. Olly couldn't put his horniness away anymore and his pole was stiff. He likes it said Andy, see his pole confirmed it. Yes said Ben, but he won't need it from now on and gave it a firm tap. Olly shrank from the slap against his penis. Mike thought the time was right to move on and took a shard of Tina, he showed it to Olly and said once this one is in your ass you know what is going to happen. Olly was already so far gone by the chems that he could only half respond. He was just able to utter no please but that didn't help. Mike stuck the shard deep into Olly's hole and felt it melt away. Mike said just a little more patience friends and the party can begin. The others cheered. Olly felt the burning sensation and knew it wouldn't be long before he would want his ass filled. Then came the empty feeling in his future pussy. He tried to hold it back but he couldn't hold it in for long. He started contracting his sphincter and making a motion with his ass as if he was being fucked. The others stood there looking on and grinning. They stood next to Olly and asked him if he needed anything. Olly looked them in the eye and wanted to say something but the mouth spreader made it impossible. Let him speak said Tom and get that thing out of his slut mouth. When the spreader was out of his mouth Olly babbled fill my ass, fill my ass. Even though he didn't want this he needed to get that empty feeling out of his ass and the only way to do that was to have something stuck in his ass. What are you saying Andy, did I hear that right. Did you say fill my ass. That's not how I fill your pussy my friend, you'll have to do better than that. Olly was so high and horny he couldn't help but beg and say, please fill my ass. But you don't have an ass said Ben, you have a pussy. So what do you want said Ben. Fill my pussy please said Olly who couldn't stand the empty feeling anymore. Well said Ben then we will fill pussy. Who will have the honor guys to ride the new slut. Mike you get the honor as host said Tom, the others nodded affirmatively. Well said Mike, I'll crack him open his pussy. But he will have to make me stiff first. Mike stood next to Olly and said you are going to suck me stiff first buddy otherwise I can't fill your pussy. Olly tried to turn his head away but Mike took hold. Ben stood at Olly's balls and took hold of them and squeezed them, Olly gave a cry and was ordered to open his mouth. He turned his head back and opened his mouth. Jason and Jack were separated and allowed to watch this moment. You are going to suck me said Mike and don't try to do anything else. Because otherwise Ben said and he squeezed Olly's balls lightly once more. Olly understood and nodded. Mike put his half hard cock sense Olly his mouth and Olly started sucking on it. The more he sucked the hornier he got and the more he longed for the moment that pole would be in his ass. To tease him some more Tom played with Olly's hole by putting his finger in it. Tom felt how hungry Olly's hole was getting and gave a nod to Mike and said. He is so ready, his cunt will eat your pole in no time. Good said Mike your pipe talent could use some polishing but we still have time for that. First we're going to give you a slutty hole, the slutty hole you deserve. Olly groaned and wanted to yell no but his hole and his horniness said yes. Mike stood ready with his pole and pushed against the sphincter. It opened immediately with the first push and sucked Mike's pole in. Such a willing pussy said Mike. Olly moaned, in pain and in pleasure. The others cheered and stood next to Olly and Jonas whispered in Olly's ear, do you like it slut, do you want more, do you want nice seed from your master in your pussy. Olly who couldn't think anymore due to the chems in his system moaned and said yes, I want more, give me more. Jason and Jack couldn't contain themselves anymore and were playing with their pussy. Andy came and sat down next to the boys and said I would stop this sluts because otherwise chatter will fall off and you will be done with your fun for the evening. But we want too Jack wanted to say, but he got a tap to his head, you have nothing to want said Andy you have to listen. Mike saw that Olly was almost in slut heaven and started thrusting too hard and his pole went deeper and deeper into Olly's hole. Olly began to moan and Mike thrust again and was balls deep in Olly's hole. Here comes the slut said Mike, here comes your first load. Your first load of many to come. Mike started moaning himself and thrust one last time and Olly's fears became reality he felt Mike's cock pumping seed into his hole. Mike withdrew his pole from Olly's hole and Ben stood ready with a plug to insert it into Olly's pussy. Olly lay on the table with tears in his eyes and knew that from now on he was no longer the alpha male he used to be. Mike who had already caught his breath came and stood next to his new slut and asked and slut did you like your first turn and do you want more. Olly cautiously nodded no but really he wanted to nod yes because deep down he liked feeling a pole in his hole. Mike took Olly's head and slapped it. What do you say to your master? That he didn't fuck your hole properly. You don't tell me that twice, slut. Olly wanted to fight it but it was no use the only thing he could gain was more beating and being hit harder. So he said, "I'm sorry, I liked it. I liked it who said Tom. With difficulty Olly could say I liked it Master. Andy and Jonas took hold of Jack and Jason and tied off their biceps. This is your next step in your new life they said to Olly but first you get to see what you will be doing soon too. They looked for a good fat vein and put the point in saw the register and emptied the syringe with a 0.6. Both Jack and Jason coughed heavily and started moaning and shouting, fuck me, fuck my slut pussy, give me your seed. Jason rolled onto his back and pulled his legs open with his arms so that his pussy was completely exposed. Andy needed no more and immediately shoved his cock balls deep into Jason's pussy. All you could hear Jason say was OH YES , OH YES deeper, deeper fill me up with your seed. Jack got down on his knees and pulled his pussy open with his hands. Jonas was already ready and pushed his thick pole deep into Jack's pussy. Jack moaned heavily and thrust his ass back violently so that the pole came deeper into his ass. While Jonas and Andy were fucking the two sluts Tom said to Olly that will be you soon friend. You will soon be begging to be fucked. You will enjoy getting a pole in your pussy and it will still be the only thing you will think about. Tom removed the plug from Olly's hole and inserted another shard of Tina to keep him well horny. The sluts were being firmly poleaxed by Andy and Jonas. Andy and Jonas also switched sluts once but then all of a sudden they stopped without releasing seed into one of the sluts. Jack and Jason almost begged to get the seed from their fuckers but they said their first load was for the new slut. It was time for the slut's first point. But they wanted to sling him first. Olly was fairly gone by the new shard Tina and was untied. He did get ankle straps on and a pole was inserted between his feet so that his legs remained wide open. That way he certainly couldn't run away, you never know. But Olly could barely stand on his legs and was easily guided to the sling. Once he was in the sling he tried to struggle but the four men had no problem securing him. Jason and Jack were put on the fuck bench and had to watch the transformation of Olly. Olly's arm was tied off and he saw the point coming and he started sobbing, because he knew what was going to happen. He was going to turn into a slut, a slut who would only want to be fucked. But could it be any more. His cunt already wanted nothing more than to be fucked because he had such an empty feeling inside. He needed to be filled. Jonas had the honor of setting the point of 0.5. He found a good vein and put the point in he saw the register and. Olly tried to say please stop but it was too late Jonas with a grin emptied the syringe and said go fly slut. Olly felt a warm feeling bubbling up and then a tingling in his throat a strange taste in his mouth and then he had to cough, very hard cough. His eyes popped open and turned away and then the magic words came out of his mouth that he never thought he would utter. FUCK ME FUCK ME PLEASE. The others began to cheer and laugh. Olly was writhing in the sling. Jonas came and stood next to him and said what are you. I am a slut said Olly please fuck me I will do anything as long as you fuck me. Then you will have to make me stiff first he said to Olly. Olly opened his slut mouth and Jonas put his cock in his mouth and Olly started sucking it stiff. Hmmm his Jonas you learn fast slut. He took his stiff cock out of Olly's mouth and went to his pussy and stuck his pole up to his balls in Olly's pussy in one go. Olly was in slut heaven. He was moaning with pleasure. Tom went over to Jack and Jason. And sat behind their asses on a stool and started fingering their pussies. 2 fingers became 3, which quickly became 4 and then 5. Jason and Jack moaned and started tonguing each other. Tom's hands were fully inside the boys' pussies and he pulled his hands a little bit back and made a fist and pushed it in hard. Jason whimpered because Tom's fist was bigger than Jack's but after the first stab of pain he began to enjoy it again. Jack who was more used to it was in seventh heaven and turned his ass. Tom called out to Olly this one is going in your pussy slut soon. Olly heard and looked at Tom and he saw that Tom was fisting Jack and Jason. Jonas meanwhile was still firmly fucking Olly's hole and Olly was moaning of, pain was no longer there so he was just moaning of pleasure. Jonas was getting close to his high point and started breathing heavily. Jonas began to thrust faster, hitting Olly's prostate and starting to milk him like that. The seed was pouring out of Olly's tina cock. Look said Mike to the rest our little slut is already cumming when he gets fucked. He must really like it. Jonas cummed and squirted his seed deep into Olly's hole. Tom had stopped fisting the two sluts and Jack and Jason were brought to Olly and Master said boys, you may empty your bladder once. We will lower your new brother and then you may put your Tina cock in his mouth and empty your bladder. Olly may have been completely gone from the point he had been given but he didn't want this, he didn't want to swallow piss. But Tom was ready and had hold of Olly's balls and was squeezing them. Olly knew he had no choice but to drink the piss later. The sling was lowered and Jack was the first to stick his cock in Olly's mouth and start pissing. Drinking slut said Jonas to Olly, drink their chem piss. Then you will fly even higher. Olly had to gag from the thought of what he was doing. But he persevered anyway he didn't want them to squeeze his balls. When Jack was done, it was Jason's turn and Jason too emptied his chem piss into Olly's mouth. Olly felt his belly fill with the warm chems piss from his brothers and began to fly even more than before. His body squirmed with horniness. He was ready, he was ready to embrace his new life as a slut, cumdump. Untie me he cried, untie me , I want to be a free slut. I want to be able to suck a pole and be fucked like a dog. The others looked at each other and saw that it was okay. They saw that they had broken him and knew that from now on he was their slut. They untied him, put a collar around his neck and hung a chain from it and attached the chain to a bracket in the wall. Now Olly could move freely but still couldn't get away. Olly crawled across the floor to Tom and began to suck him. Tom took hold of Olly's head and pushed his pole deep into Olly's throat. He began to gag and drool ran from his mouth but he persisted. Tom pulled Olly off his pole and spit in his face. You don't do that bad slut, Tom said. Fist me she Olly, I want to feel your fist in my pussy he said. We are going to make sure of that said Tom but don't think you can get my fist in your hole right away. But we have time to train you further hey slut, tomorrow is another day. But now you may first get my seed in your hole. So the rest of the evening went on. Olly had accepted his new life, and got several more loads of seed in his pussy. Jack and Jason, like their new brother, were also given a load of seed in their mouths and cunts and then taken to their cages. Olly who came in as Alpha man went out as cum dump and went home with his new masters and a cunt full of cum. The letter Jason had sent to his parents had arrived. Jason's parents had read it. His mother was weeping at the table but his father was sitting with a stiff pole in his pants. All he could think about was finding that master so he could get his son ...

Chapter 2 The top regained his breath, quickly pulled up his pants and headed past me up the trail. He jovially called out, "Your turn. " It was only then I realized my shorts were around my ankles and my eight inch erection was firmly in hand. The totally naked bottom was now standing taste testing samples of cum from his ass. He smiled and beckoned me towards him. As I took in his masculine beauty I now knew the source of the earlier magnetic force that drew me to these woods. I found myself shuffling down the hill and stepping out of my shorts to keep from tripping. He was already bent over when I reached him and immediately took my rigid cock in his mouth. The wet warmth felt exquisite and an energy like the final fanfare of a fireworks display pulsed through my veins. I couldn't control myself and as quickly as I declared "I'm going to cum " he spun around and consumed my raw hard cock with his ass hole. I was blasting as soon as the head entered him and kept shooting volley after volley as I bottomed out and slammed full force against his ass cheeks. The explosion felt nuclear and I wouldn't have been surprised to see my load shooting back out of his ears. I collapsed on his back and gasped to get my breath. A little composure regained and he turned to clean my still hard cock with his mouth. At this moment I ⁹now noticed an audience of three men had joined us. Each stroking their exposed hard on. The grey haired guy from earlier stepped up and plunged in to fuck the handsome bottom. Every now and then he would scoop a little cum from the bottom's ass and offer me his finger to suck. I hesitated at first, but remembering my pact with myself thought 'what the fuck, why not?' My first resistant lick tasted great. Meanwhile the bottom began playing with my hole with moistened fingers. Now and then he would prod and eventually he penetrated my outer ring. As if following my part in a well orchestrated script I found myself spinning, bending and offering my ass. The bottom's mouth was on it in a split second, his tongue probing inside, and his short cropped beard pleasantly scratching my perineum. I knew I had died and gone directly to heaven. My hole was bereft when he pulled away but then I quickly noticed something hard pushing at my virgin hole. Without a thought I reached back and spread my ass cheeks. I was pushing back against the hard thing with as much force as I could muster. As the pain tore me apart the reality that I had just impaled my ass on the bare cock of a guy that had just been bred with a high viral load became crystal clear. At this exact moment I could hear the grey haired guys ragged breath and declaration, "Cummin in your ass man!" Instantly remembering from porn earlier how often this became a chain reaction I found the good sense to pull off the cock I was riding. I did not have enough good sense to keep from spinning around and taking his load deep in my mouth. If the earlier taste hadn't confirmed it I now knew I was instantly addicted to this warm sweet and salty creamy fluid. I was still cleaning his cock as another observer entered the bottom's ass. Scrambling to find my shorts I realized I had tossed my shirt at some point and was totally naked save my running shoes. I retrieved my shorts, hastily pulled them on and ran. I ran all the way home totally forgetting my locked up bike. Thankfully no one was home and I bolted directly to my room collapsing on my back on my bed. For the next seven full minutes I gasped for breath. Then I got up, locked my door, stripped and lay back on my bed. I jacked my boner as I replayed every detail of the afternoon's events. When I got to the raw cock up my ass I exploded in orgasm with the load spraying my chest, face and the wall over my head board. Once again I was gasping to regain composure. Eventually I could hear the family arriving. I reluctantly pulled on some clothes and went down to join the dinner meal. Everyone could tell I was totally distracted and no one objected when I excused myself the moment I finished my plate. I was back in my room, door locked, naked and lost in bareback porn for the next three hours. If a condom appeared I closed that video down and was searching for the next raw screen, usually featuring hairy muscled hunks. Then I came upon the video where the condom breaks and the negative bottom begs for the poz tops load. It is only about 1.5 minutes long, but I found myself mesmerized and watching it over and over for the next half hour. Remembering my bike I cut another baggy tshirt down, pulled it and shorts on and headed back to the woods.

Part 16 - Duty Before Self Liam woke carefully moving his arm slipping out of bed leaving Alex sleeping. It all came back to him what had taken place, his move on the prince and his delving in to gay sex. It had been a revelation how sexually arousing it was, he had no idea why or what drove him and all he could do was remember how amazing Alex felt in his arms, how sensually the prince responded in unison and how perfectly erotic their bodies joined. Sex with a man was not suppose to feel this good in his eyes, he hadn't changed and was firmly straight in his orientation. He didn't feel gay or even disgusted at the thought of knowing what he had taken part in with Alex, and that was they key. It was Alex, someone he was fond of in many ways, looking down at the sleeping prince it was like he could still feel his warm soft body in his arms, stirring his cock again with no idea how this person had such an effect on him. Liam smiled fastening the bathrobe up and he quietly left the bedroom thanking the butler who had breakfast set up and asking him to pack their belongings at 3pm, Liam sat down pouring himself a much needed coffee. He stared out across the beach and ocean, again his mind roamed to how incredible last night was. The flip side was how Alex would react this morning and he knew it was going one way or the other, for certain Liam felt no regrets despite breaking almost every protocol. There was no question that what they did was seriously wrong and he definitely was not gay, he was not sexually drawn to men. They way Alex and he and got know each other over the last few weeks meant that the prince was the only person who had got this close to him on so many levels. He heard Alex yawning and poured a coffee for him hoping it would be some offering and a means to evade what may be coming. Alex sat on the bed feeling sick to his stomach, his thoughts flashed back to him staring up at the ceiling trapped in those muscular arms and at the mercy of his protection officer. Boundaries should never be crossed in this way and he wanted to hide from having to act out a walk of shame. He couldn't deny that last night he had experienced a sexual connection with Liam that was to put it simply extraordinary, maybe this was meant to happen he thought then roughly shook his head knowing it may well screw him up and things between them. What was Liam going to think of him now was the thought that suddenly sprung in to his mind, no he said to himself, he was not the instigator and was desperate for Liam to stop from making a fool of them both. Unable to stop his nerves or breath normally he had to face up to it and walked out of the bedroom towards the balcony. The sight of him on the balcony bathed in the morning sunlight made him look even more sexy if that was entirely possible. Alex had nothing to fear knowing that what happened last night was not down to him, finding a new strength he stood up straight dressed in only his shorts he walked out on to the balcony. "Morning your highness" Liam said quietly standing up and bowing his head. Alex nodded and sat down staring at Liam "Is that all you have to say?" he asked confidently. Liam fumbled with his coffee cup expecting Alex to be all coy "Did you have a good night?" he asked biting his lip. Alex stared in disbelief at him "Are you aware of what we did?" he now asked. For once it was Liam's turn to be stuck for words, the usually ever so confident and sometimes arrogant protection officer had lowered his head looking ashamed. Alex stared at him unable to believe what he was seeing, was his protection officer displaying regret over every single thing they did last night. He had certainly never seem him reacting this way, it was nearly always Alex who held his head in shame around Liam. "I get it, you are not gay and now you hate me for letting it happen" Alex said. Liam shook his head "It was not you Alex, I took advantage of the situation I am so sorry". Alex knew he could lord it up over him now "No you didn't" he replied deciding be cool about it. Liam looked at him "A lot of things were never meant to happen" Alex exclaimed. Liam shook his head "Dam Alex, you have this crazy effect on me that I can not explain" he said softly. "Kind of figured that much out Liam" Alex said smiling at him, "I don't hate you for what happened". Alex picked up his cup "It happened and it was very real Liam" he said staring at him. Liam stared back at him "I do not regret it Alex, I know it was wrong but you..." he said. "Me what?" Alex asked the pitch of his voice raising slightly. Liam looked seriously at him "I don't know Alex, you push buttons I never knew existed". "So where does that leave us now?" Alex asked, "I don't want you as boyfriend you are too old". "Fucking cheek!" Liam replied chuckling, "Depends if this comes between us" he said. Alex smiled "No I won't let it, but will you?" he replied. Liam shook his head "I love you in our own special way Alex" he said softly. Alex felt relieved "I sort of needed last night Liam, although not necessarily with you". "Was it good for you too?" Liam asked sitting back in his chair studying Alex. Alex took another gulp of coffee and stretched "It was alright" he replied nonchalantly. Liam shook his head "I have told you before you are a bad liar" he said grinning. Alex smiled "It was certainly different. Quite amazing actually" he said softly. "Don't think for one minute it is going to happen again" Liam advised him point blank. Alex laughed loudly "Oh really, you enjoyed it way too much" he said raising an eyebrow. Liam stared at Alex and winked "You meeting Max today?" he asked changing the subject. "We agreed to meet later this morning for a walk" Alex replied whilst picking at the fruit. "So nothing has happened between you?" Liam asked refilling his cup. "Nothing like what happened between us last night" Alex replied catching Liam out. "We have kissed a lot" Alex replied then shrugged it off, "I think he is too perfect for me". Liam studied him carefully noticing there was definite sound of sadness in his voice when he spoke about Max. The two of them had certainly hit it off and Liam honestly thought there would have been more to this, Alex was definitely happy with Max and they talked non-stop when together where they revealed more and more about each other. Their last day panned out to be very different with Alex rushing around to the front of the hotel to say good bye to Max, he had scribbled down his private mobile number and put it in the pocket of his shorts. He called out to Max who seemed to be standing there looking lost and seeking someone, his eyes lit up seeing Alex hurrying towards him. In their rush to say good bye the last thing on their mind was to exchange mobile numbers, they spent several minutes kissing before Max rushed off jumping in the car for the airport after being called several times by Gareth and Louis to get a move on. Liam stood behind Alex as they car left and there was defeated look on Alex's face that reinforced what Liam suspected in that Alex may have fallen for Max more than he was admitting to anyone or himself. Max sat in the lounge waiting for the flight back to the UK to board and staring at the glass of champagne in his hand thinking of Alex. The mysterious guy that he felt so close to and at the same time so far. An enigma he thought smiling to himself then quickly his expression changed to a serious pile of regret, all he knew was his name was Alex and he was from Monrovia. Suddenly he cursed forgetting to get his mobile number and he couldn't help the feeling that he had let someone special slip by. Max ran over to the desk and asked them to phone the hotel urgently and once he got through he tried explaining who he wanted to speak to. A fruitless attempt that yielded nothing, the phone operator refused to put him through without a proper name to ensure guest discretion. Gareth tapped him on the shoulder telling him the flight was boarding and they should go. He could see Max was looking upset and he squeezed Max's shoulder telling him that if it was meant to be their paths would cross again. Max looked at him like he had lost the plot then Gareth offered some encouragement that he would help him try to find the guy if he really wanted. Alex and Liam were seen off by the hotel manager and the bell hop opened the door for Alex whose attention was caught by the noise of the aircraft in the distance climbing in to the sky. The bell hop bowed and closed the passenger door, sweeping out of the hotel courtyard Liam glanced at Alex and made small talk until they arrived at the airport. Formal courtesy resumed boarding the flight and taking their seats at the front of the cabin, his arrival on the aircraft was spotted by one passenger who recognised him immediately and they were blocked by the cabin crew from approaching and asked to take their seat. Alex ignored the little commotion behind him, the desperate sadness that continued to wash over him and he remained silent. After taking off Alex leaned forward "Will you have dinner with me?" he asked Liam. "Of course Alex" Liam replied with a smile of pity wondering what Alex was really going through. "Alex" Liam called out in a hushed tone, "Are you alright you seem a little out of sorts?". Alex shrugged staring at him "I never gave him my number, have I made a mistake?" he asked. Liam walked around to his suite and closed the partition door "With Max?" he asked. Alex nodded looking scared "Why do you think that Alex?" Liam asked holding his hand. "I liked him Liam, he was so on my level. It seemed right" Alex tried explaining but failing. "What does your heart tell you Alex?" Liam asked, "Look deep and tell me what you feel?". His eyes slightly welled up "I have made a big mistake Liam and I do not know how to rectify it" Alex said. "I don't know what to suggest Alex" Liam said lost for a way to help him. Alex looked at him then shrugged "So that is what a holiday romance is" he said wiping his eyes. Liam squeezed in the seat and hugged Alex "You have the means to find him if you want Alex". Dinner was not one of their happiest times together and Alex seemed to move his food around on his plate before putting the fork down. Clearly he was distracted over Max and over and over he kept saying to Liam that he felt he had made the biggest regret in his life letting him go like that and not telling him who he really was. The counter argument from Liam made perfect sense when he said that without knowing Max properly he would have no idea if Max really liked him or the title. Alex was glad to be home when they finally arrived back at the palace, tired from the flight he slept for the majority of the day. In fact the next couple of days Alex kept himself away from anyone by riding and sitting in a quiet part of the palace grounds hidden from view. Liam dutifully walked in to the dressing room bowing his head "Your highness, it is time". Alex looked at him "Yes, Artem are we done?" he asked looking at Artem who was looking at Liam. "I think so" Artem replied standing back, "What is going on?" he asked looking at them both. Alex straightened the sleeve of his suit jacket "Liam and I are getting along" he replied. Artem stared at Alex "That is not it!" he said smirking, "You look way to guilty. Liam?" he now asked. Liam stood there pretending to ignore him "Artem hand me that book please" Alex asked. Artem handed it to him and in turn he gave it to Liam "I bookmarked a page you need to read" Alex informed him. Liam bowed his head and took the book of Royal Protocol and opened it at the page where Alex had placed a bookmark. Suddenly he burst out laughing and quickly closed the book before composing himself. The page was Royal Protocol No 4 that Alex had crossed out in black marker and replaced it with the phrase 'On occasion it could be breached'. "You wish" Liam said laughing, "I will return this to my room your highness" he said bowing. "What is that all about?" Artem asked and Liam walked slowly to hear the prince respond. Alex glaced at Artem "Nothing that concerns you, we are doing everything by the book" he replied. Artem smiled "Glad to see you both finally getting on" he said, "What happened in Mauritius?". Alex glanced at him and turned around picking up his phone "Nothing. We talked" he said. "You have that same guilty look when I caught you and Alfonso" Artem said very smugly. Alex looked over his shoulder at Artem "You assume way too much" he said. Liam waited for the prince to take him off for his official lunch with the Governor Premier and some leaders of the technology industry where the prince had been invited as a special guest. Liam retained perfect protocol throughout until the guests departed and Alex went for coffee with Steven in the residential lounge. Alex stopped in front of Liam "Coffee?" he asked and Liam nodded, "You may join us Liam". "I hope you don't mind me inviting my protection officer" Alex explained walking in the lounge. "Not at all" Steven replied, "Come in Liam and take a seat" he offered in a friendly manner. "Thank you Governor" Liam replied taking a seat next to Alex. "Liam in private please call me Steven" he said pouring coffee for them all. Steven sat down and got straight to the point "Alex there is a reason why you are here". "Oh" Alex replied putting his cup down, "What surprise have you for me today?" he asked chuckling. Steven smiled "The Institute of Science and Technology want you be an honorary board member". Alex nodded slowly "They want to be Royal status?" he asked and Steven nodded. "It is a salaried position and you will need to keep up with developments there" Steven added. Alex looked curiously at him "But why me?" he asked, "Surely Alden should have the position?". Steven replied quickly "They specifically asked for you and confirmed to me again after lunch". "Don't be surprised if you get other offers like this" Steven added trying to assess Alex's response. "The King and Queen have already granted the status pending your acceptance" Steven now said. Alex glanced at Liam "What do you think?" he asked of his protection officer. "Me?" Liam replied looking confused for a moment, "I think you should accept the offer". Alex nodded "Then Governor Premier I accept their offer" he replied and Steven picked up his phone. "You are now officially the Royal Institute of Technology and Science" he said to the person. Steven hung up the phone "We have dinner with the board next Tuesday evening" he said. "I will check with Artem to make sure I am free" Alex replied Steven chuckled "Already done Alex, you have to remember I am always one step ahead of you". Alex laughed "That is why you are Governor and I am just the civil servant" he replied. Steven looked cross with him "Alex you are royalty that trumps all" he informed him with such authority. Steven quickly changed the subject "How are you two getting on, rocky start I heard?" he asked. Alex glanced at Liam keeping a straight face "Good" he said, "Actually really good". Steven nodded "I wasn't sure at first when I instructed Scott to appoint Liam to you" he admitted. Liam looked at him "Oh so you are the one responsible" he said with a glint and smile. "Yes, well sort of" Steven replied a little cryptically, "Needed to make sure it was someone who could control him". Liam laughed and Alex punched him in the arm "I didn't tell you to drop protocol" Alex said smirking. "Like I listen to what you say" Liam said patting Alex's knee. Immediately Steven got an insight that he never foresaw, they way prince and protection officer interacted for just a brief second indicated that something must have happened between them. For Liam he realised that being in Alex's little inner circle offered him some privileges that other staff could only dream about, he had heard that Artem had lunched with the governor several times and they had built a nice friendship whilst he and Alex were away. There were only a few times when Alex and he would exchange some weird glances when they both knew the other was thinking about that night. Several nights Liam had sat with Alex and they watched a movie and talked quite openly to each other, for many days Max still weighed heavily on Alex until he poured himself back to his real life. Duty took over from thinking any further about Max and Alex undertook several engagements the Governor Premier had put him forward for. It was quite normal now to see Artem, Liam and Alex sat talking in royal apartment going through the diary and security detail for upcoming engagements. Artem really was a dab hand at organising Alex and he didn't know what he would do without him, the best part was that Artem would know the engagement inside out and what dress was suitable. Alex was getting more and more confident and even took on some of his fathers smaller engagements. June rolled on to August albeit slowly and Liam as ever stuck to Alex like glue, trusting his protection officer who tried to retain being a professional, that was until Alex would look him up and down and smirk discreetly resulting in Liam often losing some of his composure and chuckle quietly. The visits by Jackson were dwindling and rumour got back to Alex that he was casually seeing on the footmen, he didn't mind and knew that Jackson had to forge his own path as nothing could ever really happen between them. Although it did make for a fun game trying to guess which one Jackson was screwing with. It seemed everyone had their own lives now, even Liam was still seeing Polly although there was nothing serious going on it was now common knowledge that the maid had bagged the sexy protection officer. Alex sat at his laptop before joining his parents for a spot of afternoon tea, he had done numerous searches at least once a day on himself to see if there was any indication of him being in Mauritius or photos of him and Max together which might lead to a full name, he also searched for Max in Mauritius, Max in London but nothing came up. There was only the one sketchy result in the search saying that Prince Alexander was spotted on a flight from Mauritius but that was about it. Alex looked up as his brother knocked and entered asking if he was ready, with embarrassing guilt Alex shut the laptop lid down rather too quickly. "Are you still searching for that guy?" Alden asked walking towards Alex. He nodded "Yes" Alex replied biting his thumb and coming clean, "I make a huge mistake letting him go". "Maybe" Alden replied, "Come on we are talking about Greenacres" he said pushing Alex along. "Why do we need to talk about it we go every year in September" Alex replied dragging his feet. "About that" Alden said coming to a stop, "Elethera and her family are joining us this year". "What?" Alex said looking shocked, "We had a deal Alden" he said sounding angry. "I know Alex, I am going to break up with her before they leave" Alden replied. Alex looked sceptically at him "Honestly I will, it has run its course anyway" Alden confirmed, "Bored with her". It was last thing Alex wanted to hear that Hellenic royal family were joining them this year, he was rather looking forward to the long weekend that the Governor Premier spent with them towards the end. At least Greenacre was large enough to hide inside and out and he could spend time hidden away down at the large fresh water lake on the estate. Since his last meet with Prince Andreas it never crossed his mind that he, Alex, was now capable of defending himself thanks the lessons he was having with Liam. Alden and Alex arrived for afternoon tea with their parents wo seemed rather jovial at his appearance. "Sit down Alex" his mother said patting the seat next to her, "Your father has something to say". Alex sat looking between them both "What is going on here, you both look mischievous" he said. His father handed Alex a purple velvet box "What is it?" Alex asked running his finger over the box. "It is the province of Montcalm Dukedom" his father said watching Alex looking at the brooch. Alex looked up surprised "Wow" he said speechless, his mother patted his knee. "You are to be invested as Prince Alexander of Monrovia, Duke of Montcalm" his mother said reeling off his title. "There will be the official ceremony" his father added, "But we wanted you to have this now before your 21st birthday". Alex looked overwhelmed "Thank you both" he finally managed to say. "There is one other thing Alex" his mother said looking towards the king. "Oh yes, Royal Order of Honour is to be give to Artem and Liam" the king added. Alex was clearly surprised in a pleasant way by this news, it was a title only afforded to royal household staff who served closely to the family and for dedication of service. The king explained that both of them had shown extraordinary dedication to Alex, he giggled to himself remembering being trapped on Liam's cock. Jackson was also being bestowed the honour and after finishing afternoon tea he was wondering if Artem and Liam knew. Alex knew his father's valet was been afforded the honour last year and now had a the distinct royal uniform of a white tunic with a yellow sash. It was the highest honour a member of the royal household could be granted. By the time Alex returned to his royal apartments he had a text message from the Governor Premier congratulating him on his new title. He knew it had to be kept quiet until the ceremony which he found out was already planned and Artem had blocked out in his diary for the upcoming Friday afternoon. The whirlwind of the two days sped by, Alex and Liam had been to the gym almost every day and the prince was learning more technical self-defence. The day of the investiture had arrived and that morning Artem, Liam and Jackson had been to meet with the king and queen where they were informed of the honour being given to them personally today. Artem walked in to the dressing room so proudly wearing his white royal tunic and black breeches, the yellow sash already fixed in place ready for the royal family coat of arms and monarchs portrait to be attached during the ceremony. Alex tried to stand still but he kept moving looking at Artem. Artem opened a box and pulled out a deep purple sash, a colour only worn by senior royal family members. It was now that Alex realised this was his formal standing in public life as a serving royal and it made him slightly nervous knowing there really was no going back now. Artem stepped back and Alex studied how handsome Artem looked in his regalia, they walked outside of the royal apartment where Alex had his breath stolen, there stood Liam dressed identically to Artem and he couldn't let this pass without saying something. "Wow you look even more stunning wearing clothes" Alex said inappropriately and Artem giggled behind him. Liam smiled "So do you your highness" he replied bowing his head. "In fact you both do" Alex said looking at Artem as well. Artem stepped over and adjusted Liam's sash a little "Thank you Alex for doing this" he said. Alex shrugged "I had nothing to do with it" he replied genuinely, "Lipscombe is well pissed off though". The three laughed loudly in the hallway and Artem saw that weird glimpse going on between Liam and Alex. He got that feeling again there was something hidden between these two, he didn't really care and was more than happy they were getting along though. Arriving to the doors of the throne room where Alex waited outside with Liam and Artem flanking his sides, they could hear the numerous guests already in place. Europe's elite of royalty, dukes, duchesses, viscounts, countesses, barons, lords and ladies had all gathered for the investiture of Alex plus it meant a good old party later. The doors opened 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia' the footman called out. The room all stood as Alex walked in flanked by Liam and Artem and he spotted Lady Trasilion who was beaming with happiness, despite his nerves Alex walked along forward safe in the knowledge that Artem and Liam were by his side. Approaching the thrones where they took the front row of the seats waiting. The footman called out again 'His Majesty The King of Monrovia and Her Majesty the Queen of Monrovia', his parents stepped inside the great throne room as all guests stood and the trumpeters royal fanfare blasted out. Alex stepped up and bowed to his parents kissing their hand and kneeling. The king tapped him on both shoulders three times then attached the Duke of Montcalm coat of arms brooch to his new purple sash under the ones of his parents coronation and the royal family coat of arms then the last brooch the Seal of Monrovia. Alex stood and took his place by the side of the his mother, Alden already at the his fathers side and the footman called out 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia, Duke of Montcalm'. Alex watched the final three honours being bestowed, the first on Liam and Artem given the Royal Order of Honour, the brooch of the royal family coat of arms and one of the Duke of Montcalm coat of arms and one of the Royal insignia to signify their roles as senior members of the royal household and bestowed the titles of Baron. Jackson then followed with him being bestowed the title of Baron as well. The evening celebration was a chance for every one to let their hair down a little and enjoy a private party. The day had been one full of pleasant surprises for Alex, all very carefully choreographed to ensure the prince had a smooth transition into royal duty and the king rewarding the valet and protection officer knowing full well they had a bit part to play in keeping Alex on course and even more going forward and being by his side.

Hi guys. I'm Christopher. I'm 18 years old and finished high school today. There are no two ways around it, I am a geek, a nerd. Up until now if my nose wasn't in a book studying I was busy in the debating club or practicing in the band room. Not something cool like the drums, or trumpet or a sexy saxophone. No, I'm a geeky oboe player. I've never had the time or even interest to date girls. I've been too shy and frightened to explore guys or anything sexual for that matter. My nerdiness extends to being a computer geek. But most of that time has been consumed with playing dungeons and dragons type games on the family desk top in our basement wreck room. I did stumble across porn a few times but was so afraid someone would see me or notice what had been opened through the browser that I moved on and deleted the browser history as fast as I could. That was until last night! Yesterday my parents gave me my very own laptop. I'll be going away to university in the fall and they wanted me to have the summer to get used to it. The moment I saw the beautifully wrapped package and ripped off the paper I felt this deep inner surge of excitement. I immediately vowed to myself I was going to be more adventurous and courageous. I excused myself, went straight to my room, locked the door and stripped naked. I had already sprung a boner and loved the feeling of my erect eight inches hanging heavy. I rustled through my underwear drawer determined to put on my sexiest pair only to remember all I have are boring white briefs. For the first time in my life I said to myself 'fuck it'. I pulled on my oldest most comfortable blue jeans commando. Looking through my tshirts I realized how good my naked chest and abdomen felt. I looked in the mirror and traced down my treasure trove, unbuttoned the top of my jeans and fondled my still hard cock. Every part of my body smiled and my inner voice said 'Ready.' Opening and booting the laptop I worried that somehow others on the family internet would be able to see what I was browsing. A slight breeze grazed my left nipple, my cock jumped and for the second time I thought, 'fuck it, I'm not living in fear anymore.' I opened the browser and typed in Gay Porn. The next five hours flew by in a visual orgy of gay sex and furious wanking. I had never experienced such powerful orgasms and after the fourth realized just how angry red and soar my penis was. For another first I slept naked and every dream I was in the middle of vivid hot sex. I awoke with a start at 6:30 AM with my cock blasting forth from my wet dream. Checking the weather I uncharacteristically pulled on my khaki shorts, commando and stretched the neck of my loosest fitting tshirt before pulling it on. Liking the loose neck the sleaves just didn't feel right. So I pulled it off and cut them off leaving deep openings like the one worn by the porn star before his bareback public bathroom scene that I found so hot last night. My mom looked a bit taken aback as I headed out for my last day of school but she didn't say anything. Some of my friends teased me, but liberation and confidence had fully taken hold and their comments only egged on my cavalier attitude. In all my years of schooling a day had never dragged so slowly. All I could think about was getting home to my new computer and being awash in gay porn. I was totally surprised to find myself taking a much longer route home when the final bell rang. I didn't even really know where I was headed, it was as if a powerful magnet was pulling me in a direction I had no choice but to go. A direction that had me smiling all over and my cock tenting my shorts. I found myself locking my bike to a tree and taking a path into a woods beside a big parking lot with only a few cars. The deeper into the woods I went the more adrenaline pumped through my body. I began seeing less traveled paths branching left and right, as well as some well trampled areas with used Kleenex and condoms strewn around. I met an old grey haired man coming toward me. He smiled and stroked his crotch. I panicked,looked away and bolted past him. I decided to try a well used path that veered down into a ravine. I followed it for 100 feet and came to a sudden hault. I couldn't believe my eyes. Ahead, just off the trail, was a bent over gorgeous hunk of a man bracing himself against a sturdy tree. A fit looking middle aged man was fucking him. I had suddenly walked into one of the porn videos from last night but this was live in front of me. The guy getting fucked was my image of perfection. About 25 years old, nicely muscled, olive skin and hairy body. His face was handsome with a strong jaw and closely trimmed beard. It showed he was clearly enjoying every bit of the pounding his ass was receiving. They had not noticed my arrival even though I was close enough to hear every slap of his ass and both their ragged breathing. The top was first to speak. "I'm close. Where do you want this load." Bottom; "In my ass of course." My thoughts; 'Wait, are they fucking bareback?' Top, "Are you sure? I'm poz." My mind; 'Fuck! They are fucking raw.' Bottom; "Yeah man, especially if you're toxic." Top; "Then you're either already poz or on Prep?" Bottom; "No fuckin way man! Just breed me, knock me up. I want your load in my gut, even if you're undetectable." Top; "No meds here bud. ... so close ...That's why I scratched you prepin your dumb ass ... argh, fuuuuuuccck ... loadin yah. " Bottom; "Fuck yeah man! Seed me deep! Poz my ass!"

Feverish We got back to the condo just after one thirty PM and I hoped no one at work had noticed my longer than normal lunch break. It was one of the benefits of working from home, being able to be flexible with time. As one of my co-workers said "it doesn't matter which 12 hours a day you work." Tim had left a message with three thumbs-up emojis on it which made me chuckle. With no work messages waiting for me, we hopped in the shower. It wasn't a quick shower either and we spent more time making out and groping under the water than washing. "Thanks, that was one of the wildest things I've ever done" Gabriel said before grabbing my head and stuffing his tongue down my throat. After he let my head go, I replied "The weird thing is that that was the first time I've ever done a mid-day hookup. I've always waited until night to fuck around unless it was a weekend" as we finally started to wash each other. "Well, I expect you to start doing that more often... with me, at least" he said, grinning. A few seconds later he said "I thought it was hot that he plugged himself up so our loads stayed in him all day." "It's the sign of someone who's serious" I replied. We finished up our shower and I tossed my "work" boxers back on and headed to the laptop. Gabriel followed me out, but stayed naked after he dried off. I sat down and asked "So what's this brown bag on the table?" Gabriel laughed and said "My meds" with a snicker. "They're still sealed. You're not going to take them?" I asked. "Not until you do. You get to choose when we become undetectable" he said. A thousand questions went through my mind, from "do you want to start now" to "what if I say never?" Instead, I got a message from my boss and dove back into work. Gabriel got ready to go to his job and while I thought I would be more productive with him gone, I kept thinking about the day we'd had. My phone buzzed and brought me back to the present. "thanks feels good w/ur loads in me" the cashier texted me. I replied "yw scorpion, biohaz or none?" "that biohazard looks so good on him almost came when i saw it but not sure yet" he texted back. -- When I got into the office Thursday morning I had a slew of messages from Andre. I sent him back an email thanking him for the info and asking about Marc. "He still has a fever and is very tired. I hope he will be back at work Monday" Andre said. The rest of the morning went quickly and I grabbed a sandwich for lunch to eat at my desk. Just as I had finished it I heard my hookup phone buzz. I dug it out of my pack and saw I had a message from Chase. "Got a sec?" it said and I replied "sup?" "Tyler really sick this morning what is fuck flu like?" he asked. I laughed to myself and typed back "u knocked him up? congrats on #1" "I hope not. what r symptoms?" he asked again. "Everything from nothing to fever rash swollen glands runs vomiting. everyone is diff" I replied. "shit can u come look at him?" he replied. "Im not a doc. if he has fever, keep him hydrated. if it gets too high take him to ER" I sent back. "pls?" Chase replied. "ok, @work. b there after 6" I told him. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do or say, since as I told him, I wasn't a doctor. The symptoms of someone converting varied quite a bit from my experience. The seasonal flu or a bad cold could look really similar. I picked up a couple bottles of gatorade on my way over, since if it was anything like when I converted he was sweating out any liquid he could keep down. Chase let me in the building and he looked worried. As I walked up the stairs behind him I asked how he had been feeling. "When I was in college, everyone picked up some flu bug and passed it to their roommates" I said, trying to calm him down. "I've been fine. I've been watching for signs the past month but nothing. If anything, I've just been hornier than usual" Chase said. We walked in the door and Z was on the couch studying. He looked up from his tablet and grinned at me. I gave him a wink before I followed Chase down the hall. We went into the other bedroom and found Tyler curled up on the bed. A pair of white briefs was the only thing he had on and I could see a sheen on his body from sweat, but all I had was light coming in from the hallway. "How long has he been like this?" I asked and Chase said "Yesterday morning he woke up sweaty and said he hurt all over. Today he looked worse and is really weak." "What's his temperature?" I asked next and Chase replied "101 or 102 most of the day." "You keeping a wet rag on his forehead and giving him something to help bring down the fever? Can he keep anything down?" I asked, trying to pretend I knew what I was talking about. "yeah, we've been trying but he keeps moving around" Chase said. "Cover his head and let me turn on the light" I said. Chase laid a towel over Tyler's face and I flipped on the light switch. Once I could see better I realized that Chase was probably toxic as fuck right now and didn't even know it. Like I had texted him earlier, Tyler was probably the first guy he had pozzed, too. Tyler's furry body was covered in sweat and matted down fur. Underneath all his body hair was an angry looking rash that covered most of his chest and parts of his arms and legs. I felt his neck and the glands were hard as rock and swollen. The heat rising from his body could be felt a few inches away, too. "How's his breathing? He seems ok now, but has he been having problems?" I asked, just trying to rule out covid. "That's the only thing he hasn't complained about" Chase said, just as Tyler awakened. He let out a few pained moans and rolled over. His back looked just like his chest, just with less hair. I motioned Chase to follow me out of the room before I turned the light off. We went over to his room and I closed the door. "Tomorrow morning, head over to the clinic on Kingston and get tested. You probably converted and didn't know and passed your bug to Tyler. You fuck anyone else the past few weeks?" I asked. "What? Shit! Oh god, no! I've been breeding him almost every day since that first time..." he said, panicked. He continued "Uh... no. Taken a few loads but I haven't topped anyone but Tyler" he said, still shocked at my words. Several seconds later he asked "Wwwwhy... why didn't I get sick like he is? I was gonna stop fucking him then." "Not everyone gets the flu. If you really didn't want to infect him, you would never have bred him in the first place" I replied. He just looked back at me, emotionless. "It's not like you can change anything. What's done is done. And you don't even know what that is. You're untested. He needs to ride it out and then get tested. Until you know for sure, all we can do is guess. As I said, it might just be a nasty flu bug going around the university" I said to him and he nodded back, still in a daze. "Now, drop your pants and turn around. I want to see if that ass is any hotter now that it's pozzed up" I said. He wasn't ready to get fucked but I was really horny after seeing Tyler. My money was on both of them being really viral with my bug. Chase didn't put up a fight and once I got my dick inside his ass he let out a moan. His hands straddled the mirror on the wall and he looked at my face over his shoulder in the mirror. I had a devilish grin and his was more of stunned disbelief. There wasn't a reason to fuck him hard, but I did anyway. My hand was wrapped around his throat as my hips pounded his ass. My head stayed over his shoulder, watching his face reflected in the mirror which changed from shock to lust and back. "All turned on knowing you're a poz pig, Chase?" I snarled in his ear. My other hand reached down and his dick was as hard as I'd ever felt it. My hand gripped his dick just like my other one was gripping his throat. "Fuck... fuck no..." he gasped over and over. "It's what you wanted, wasn't it? You begged me to knock you up" I growled as he whimpered. "Yeah... but... I didn't... I didn't want... to.. poz him" Chase said, breathlessly. "That's not what your dick is saying. Who's your next victim? Z? Random guys at the bath? An ex? Some chaser you find on the apps? Or do you want to surprise 'em like you did with Tyler?" I asked, just as menacingly as before. My thrusts got more forceful at the end of each sentence. "Oh god... fuck... no... I never... thought... about it..." he sobbed while I kept pounding him. My strokes got longer and I began to stroke his cock. The strokes I gave his cock weren't as strong as the ones I gave him with my dick, but it didn't matter. Seconds later he began to shoot his newly charged cum onto the mirror in front of him. I kept fucking him and waited for his orgasm to die before I slowed down and gave him a half dozen hard thrusts. My hand let go of his cock, moving upward and pulling him against my chest. My cock erupted, pumping more tainted seed into his chute. "This probably isn't the first recharge I've given you" I growled into his ear before letting out an evil laugh. A few seconds later I added "Be sure to share, there's plenty of guys that need it."

I woke up in bed next to Katie who was still asleep. I don't remember much after finding out her roommate was 10inchscorpion. All I remember is the feeling of his cock and his threat. I got up and went out to the kitchen to make myself and Katie coffee, Michael was on the couch with a cup watching college football. He gave no sign to the fact he had just fucked me the night before. If Katie or anyone were out here, they would just see two guys that had just met. I poured myself coffee and sat on a chair near the couch he was on. He glanced over and then over his shoulder towards Katies room, looked and me and then shook his head no. We talked college football and the usual straight male conversations I used to have at the office with coworkers, before I became their cum dump. I went back to the bedroom to grab my preP, but when I got to the bathroom the allergy pill container wasn't there. I scrambled a bit in search of the pills and looked through her belongings as well, maybe she grab it by accident. I left the room to check my backpack that I had left by the door and as I entered the living room Michael shook a pill container on the couch. "Got allergies?" He said, tossing the container to me. "Yeah, They're pretty bad this time of year." I answered. "Fuckin liar" he scoffed. "What do you-" I started "You don't think I figured it out?" He said. "I've got a good track record, I show up once, and my job is done, but with you, who has been unable to be pozzed by that asshole Thomas AND me... There was no way." "Are- did you" I stuttered. "They're still in there faggot, but I've got a reputation. So when I fuck you again, and you don't poz up? that'll be the last time I fuck your ass." "And if I do poz up?" I asked. "You're a fantastic bottom. I'll fuck you anytime we're both up here," he said. "I'm the only guy that has seen who you really are?" I asked. "Yes," he sighed. "I'm going to need more than once in a blue moon then." I said, my empty ass and hardening cock agreeing. "Oh you greedy bottom," He said. "Two can play that game.. Straight.. Bait." We heard Katie move in the bedroom, Sounded like she practically fell out of bed. I took the allergy pills back to the bedroom and her and I went out to join Michael for her coffee. It wasn't long before Katie said. "Did you take your allergy pills?" Michael quickly shot me a look and then went back to the game without Katie noticing his reaction. I told her yes, and then we started talking about where we would go today and what we'd do. (Most of it tourist stuff around the Bay) Michael pretended to be annoyed at our conversation over his game and went to his room. Katie and I went to get ready, and there she told me her real plans, ending at a hotel room she has worked out with a guy online. My phone vibrated, a text message from a number I didn't have, "Kitchen." "I'm going to grab a water," I said. "Alright, I'll shower." she said grabbing a bluetooth speaker and putting on music. I went out to the kitchen and Michael was standing there waiting, I could see his big cock outlined in his shorts. "Change of plans slutbag." he said motioning me over. On the counter was a large turkey baster looking "syringe". "Keep taking the pills if you want this week, We're going to poz some tops." he said placing a hand on the full device. "What?" I asked. "Hands on the counter, and turn around." He said twirling a finger. I did as I was told and he pulled my shorts down. I stuck my hips back slightly in anticipation of what's to come. The large device was place in my ass and then taken out, my hole started to feel wet. Next I felt his cock, spreading me wide, but sliding in easily. He placed poppers on the counter between my hands. I greedily took a hit per nostril. As he got deeper and deeper into my ass, he wrapped an arm around my chest and grabbed my throat pushing my chin to the ceiling. "This is full of my cum, And you're going to use it as lube, tonight, and this week as you let who ever wants to fuck you, fuck you." He whispered in my ear. "Yes Sir" I whispered back, mouth open as I feel his glorious cock hit something deep in me, then rearranging what ever it was to get deeper. I took another hit of poppers as he thrusts got harder, but he kept them deep. "After this week of pozing those tiny tops you've been letting inside you, I'll poz you for real, for the world to see. But first you're going to need a small 10inchscorpion tattoo on your ass" "Yes Sir," I managed. He continued to grind deep into my ass, his hips ramming into my ass against the counter. I could feel his cock on the front of my body inside me. He came inside me as his hands dug into my throat and side, just as the music ended in Katie's bathroom. He slowly pulled out, I could feel ever inch as it left my hole. He went to his room and I took his large device filled with his cum to the room and placed it in the "go bag." Then I explained to Katie that I need a new tattoo before tonight.

Are you latex sensitive? Was it the condom that made your ass hurt? That is a problem I have. Can't have Latex in my ass and most men never ask before they slide a sheathed cock up my ass. Sooo annoying. I prefer sex clubs and bathhouses over apps and hookups for a couple of reasons. The first is convenience. At the club everyone is there for the same thing. The cruising is minimal. You can go from gloryhole to fuckbench depending on your mood. If you get tired of a top its so easy to slip away, ask for a break, go take a piss. I think its way more awkward with a hook up to say you don't want to fuck anymore and to get out. The apps seem like more work and so many flakes and wanna-bees. Guys want sex but they also want you to be the perfect fuck. They chicken out or lie on their profiles or are drunk...on and on. I get your disappointment about getting fucked by 7 guys and not getting one load. I admit for me its the load that is the goal. Its what makes me high. I am trying to learn to enjoy the ride more and accept the load as a bonus. The last two play parties I went to I got fucked by about 20 guys total and probably got 3 loads. Sigh. Sometimes I wonder if I need to learn to be a better bottom. Use my ass to milk out the load. Just make it feel so good the top has no choice but to cum. I try to read the tops, figure out what they really like. I make sure to let them know how much I love them fucking me, I beg for their load, I talk dirty. Anything to get bred. Lastly I don't turn anybody down that wants to fuck me or at least have not done so in years.

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My Playroom—May, 2021 He was one of those guys who checked in on AssPig every few months. Evan had an uncanny ability to write me just as I was going into a project that cut my play time. I would explain what was up…and he’d try again, offering his ass during some other busy time. There was also geographical distance to be juggled. Then there was Covid. And my move. But by May all the stars aligned. From our profiles, we were pretty sure we’d be a good match. He showed up right on time. Evan is a little younger than I am, maybe 5’ 9” and thin and trim—with a shaved head. The ass looked great in his jeans—I couldn’t wait to see it naked. He went off to clean up after a long drive…and I took the lube down to the playroom… He’s naked and hot and is still slightly damp from the steam as we embrace. Evan drops to his knees and takes me into his mouth. I am easily erect. Evan manages to take most of me pretty effortlessly. I don’t spend long face fucking him as I can’t wait to taste his ass. “Get on the bench. I need your butt on my tongue.” He crawls up on it. I sink to my knees and bury my face in his warm, wet hole. My tongue darts into him and he clamps down on it. I pull it free and do it again. So does he. I get harder with each spasm of his ass. I spit and start pushing it in. His hole swallows it up. I rock back and look at his ass. My finger pokes a strand of stray spittle into him. Evan moans. “Give me your dick,” he murmurs. “Your raw dick…” I stand up. My cock head stretches his hole a little more—and I sink into place. He welcomes me with a hard squeeze. I hold. Then begin the slow drag back. Evan does a huge intake of breath. “Fuck!” I begin a slow fuck rhythm. “Yes!” I build to a hard fuck. Slow down. And do it again. Then I pull out and taste his hole. Oh, yeah…he is a self juicer. His ass is really wet with natural lube. I rim him deeper now. Then stand up and fuck. I grab the slender egg-headed toy. I grease it up and slide it in him…adding my cock just seconds later. Evan loves the stretch of the DP. I fuck him, doubled, for a long time—staring at myself in the mirror in front of us. I pull out and let him clean my cock—which he does, hungrily. I go back and pull the toy out and grease up my eight fingers. I do a lateral stretch. With very little work my left hand goes into him. Repeatedly. Both of us enjoying the moment his ass lips snap down on my wrist. We move to the sling. More fucking. Now fisting, with alternating hands. The hand that is not in him is stroking my drooling cock. I stand up. With my left hand still in him, I slide my cock down my wrist. It pushes through his engorged ass lips and is buried in my palm deep inside him. Evan is breathless—having watched it all in the mirror above him. He groans now as I begin moving my hand in his ass—jerking off in his guts. I pull out and do it again. I try it with the right hand inside him, but it is not as easy so I go back to the left. I move on and grab the big black butt plug. I grease it up. I work it into his inviting hole. He snaps his hole shut around the slender stem after the cone is deep inside. I am kneeling and love seeing the big black base filling his hole. I tap it. His body responds with a slight tremor. I pound on it with my fist. Evan groans out his pleasure as it seems to hit all the right spots inside him. I fuck him again. I grab the smallest chain and grease it. I work it into him link by link. “That is so heavy.” I smile, holding onto the last six links as I stand up. My cock is added, gliding over the hard, smooth links. “Damn…” he exhales. I fuck for a bit then pull it out link by link. Each link giving him a mini stretch. I fuck him. I move on to the speculum. He loves the cranking—and the prostate examination my lubed fingers give him. We break. I pull out the rimseat. “This is a first,” he tells me. “You want to?” “Yes!” I get under it and he sits. His ass is amazingly open—with the seat spreading him even more. My tongue goes deep. He squirms—wanting more. I eat his hole for a very long time—edging my dick all the while. We go back to the sling. Soon I have my fists back into him. We try for a double—but it doesn’t quite happen. A goal for another time. “Jerk off in me again.” His eyes are riveted to the mirror above him as my left hand pushes into him. My very red, very thick cock slides down my thin forearm—and into his hole. I curl my fingers around my cock, deep inside him. The slightest movement inside his ass is amplified for him. And there is the mind fuck we are both feeling. My hand is moving. Barely. But it must feel momentous for Evan. “Shoot in me.” My hand flicks over my over sensitive head. Once. Twice. And I explode. Covering my fingers. Covering the inside of his ass. My fingers working my load into him… The original post is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/jerking-off-deep-in-his-ass.html

Sorry first post …so many hot stories on here and I just wanted to add my first public toilet bb- Hadn’t taken much bare cock till a few weeks ago. Was out on a walk round the local area and went over the park where there’s a public toilet (got wanked off a few times there) thought id have sniff round see if I could get sucked or wank a lad off …tends to be chav types and older blokes in there. Was empty when I got there so had a piss and was takin my time, you know just in case, a bloke comes in, looks like a council works type..bearish hoodie work trousers and boots 30s? …nice …he stood there had a piss and just stayed with his knob out …caught me looking and nodded …turned and showed me …I just moved up for a feel …then he pushes my shoulder to get me to suck him …so I did …fat with a nice head and foreskin …as im doing that he’s working his hand down the back of my jeans and is rubbing my hole …he backs off a bit and drags me in to one of the cubicles ..where im bent sucking and he’s finally got a finger up me ..im loving it and he’s thrusting his hard cock in my mouth (load of pre-cum) and im wanking …he said want fucking lad? …I wasn’t sure but though fuck it …spins me round and has me bend over the bog …yanks my pants down and is rubbing his wet cock head on me hole and pushes in slow as I push back on him …never fucking thought of condoms just wanted that cock in me. As he gets balls deep some lads come in to the toilets talking loud taking a piss and are out again quite quickly …all the time he’s slowly quietly fucking me …when they are gone he picks the pace up and fucks me for a good while …he bends forward wanks me for a bit then bites my shoulder through my t-shirt then said ‘ok to cum in ya mate?’ I just said please ..then he’s breathing hard and I feel him shoot in me …”oh fucking good lad” he said in my ear and pulled out pulled his trousers up and fucked off …I left after tidying up ..this is the first time I got fucked in a public toilet hope I get more 😜

Was bored Friday morning, so I went online to look for someone. Immediately got message from the guy who was working out in the gym nearby. He was quite fit and looked no older than 30 (even though he was actually 40). I had to work that day, so we agreed I'll go to his place after hours. When I finally arrived he offered me some wine to relax. We actually ended up having whole bottle. I'm working from home and I was so excited I actually fucked myself with a dildo a bit. So I've been prelubed and ready. I sucked his gorgeous thick 7 inch dick for a while, but I was itching to get it up my ass. We never discussed condoms, but as he led me to the bedroom I saw rubbers, lube and poppers there. He pushed me to the bed and got on top of me. I lined up his dick next to my hole, just to play with it a bit. But he understood my gesture differently. "Are you on prep?" he asked. I was drunk, I just had a hit of poppers, so before I could think about it I breathed out "Yes". Actually I wasn't on prep for a week at that point, because I was out and could not get to the doctor due to COVID restrictions. But I had gorgeous hunk on top of me with his cock lined up against my unprotected ass. So I guess I was ready to say anything to get him in me. "What about you?" I asked, weighing the risks. In one slow but powerful motion he slid deep into me prepared hole and gave out a moan. "Sure, me too" he answered pulling out a bit just to go even deeper. In 3 strokes he was balls deep in me and quickly picked up the pase. We discussed doing it rough online, but not in details. So when he grabbed my neck and started to choke me I wasn't really ready. But at the same time I felt like I belonged to him completely, so I didn't even think about protesting. With poppers rushing through my body it all felt so good. I was running out of air, but all I wanted was to get fucked. I pushed my ass back on his dick as much as I could as the room around me was blurry and fading. Before it faded completely he let me breathe a bit, but it was mostly poppers. He kept me in pure ecstasy, while destroying my hole. Then he went really fast and I knew what was coming. With seven hard thrusts he released his swimmers 7 inch deep in my guts and collapsed on top of me. It took us an eternity to catch a breath. He pulled out off me, still semi-hard and we went on having more wine. I went to piss and in the bright light of the bathrooms I felt my ass. I could not see cum, probably caused it stayed deep, just lube mixed up with blood. At this point I was wasted, but he was up for round 2. And as long as I could talk I wouldn't say no to this stud. Even more drunk now, I spent the whole time half conscious, but it was the best feeling ever. He was raping my ass hard, his muscles felt hand and tensed as I tried to feel his body through the haze. I couldn't tell how much time passed, but it must have been longer than the first one. He went really fast, pulling out and pushing balls deep with each stroke. He closed his eyes and gave half shout, half roar. It sent me over the edge and came all over the sheets hitting the pillow. He didn't notice, his eyes still closed, his rutting continued. And then it hit him. He just stopped, pushing as deep and as hard as he could and froze. After few seconds I felt powerful twitch. Then the second. Then series of them, each releasing a powerful jet of his seed into me. Calming down from the orgasm in the back of my mind I wondered if he was really on prep. I love bugchasing stories and earlier that day I fucked myself with a dildo reading one of those on the breeding zone. But taking the load in real life. Without prep. The guy is 40. How many guys did he fuck on this bed just like me. There was no prep back in his days, was he really lucky enough to get to his 40 still neg. He layed collapsed on top of me, his muscles chest still rising quickly. His dick slipped out and I felt cum running down my leg. I clenched my hole. It was too late anyway and I wanted to keep my prize. I called taxi and went home. There I examined pink stain on my underwear. I was hard as hell again. I'll get my prep soon and then I'm coming for more.

This is a mega hot bit of fantasy oink

THIS STORY IS FICTION AND RESPOSTED: I was 18 when I had my first slam. A freshman in college, I met a guy in his 40s online with huge muscles and a big fat cock and he invited me over to “party and get wild.” I thought he meant drinks and dildos, maybe some piss. I was a pig and knew from a young age I liked things wild. I used to do things like piss on myself and cum on my face as early as 10, rock hard with excitement. I hadn’t been with many experienced dudes so when he told me he was gonna use me real nasty I got hard and wrote back yes. When I showed up at his house I saw pipes and needles. I’d smoked tina before but never really felt anything, I was used to mollies and G and wanted something that was going to make my eyes roll and my heart race. He asked if I’d ever done a slam and I had to ask him what it was. He told me it was shooting T and I immediately said yes. The idea of shooting up dope aroused me. I’d never done it before but it felt dirty, wrong, and mischievous. I wanted to push my limits so I gave him my arm, not knowing what to expect. The rush hit me hard. He put like .5 all at once and I felt a warmth take over my body. I felt it spread to my chest, tickle my balls, and reach all the way to my toes. I was breathing heavily like I’d just been fucked hard. Then suddenly, I was touching myself, feeling my body, ripping my clothes off to feel the cool air stroke my naked body. My cock fell out and started filling with blood. It became engorged, stood straight up, hard as rock. My hole pulsed and quivered and I felt an overwhelming feeling of filth and deviance. ”How do you feel?” He asked. ”Like a fucking dirty whore. I want to get used like a slut and be a total pig.” I replied. ”Tell me you’re a faggot and you love cock.” ”I’m a fucking faggot and I live for cock.” I replied. ”Good boy. Show me.” He ordered. I bent over and showed him my pussy hole, stretching it with my fingers and punching it lightly with my fist. It felt so good to show off, to be a tweaked out junkie cum slut. He passed me a dose of G and a few minutes later I felt like I was in heaven or maybe hell, consumed by carnal pleasure and moaning at every touch. He ordered me to get down on my knees as he slowly started to fuck my throat, spitting in my mouth to lube the way and plunging his fat tool into my face over and over as I gagged, choked, and saliva ran down my face — his and mine. He grabbed the back of my head and slammed his cock deep into my skull, using my mouth as a hole to get his fat dick hard and ready to breed. ”You like that slam? Ready for another?” He asked. I thought it was too soon but it was also too late. He already had another one prepared and ready to go. This time he asked me to get on all fours while he administered me. And told me to show him how much a pig I am when the rush hit. He stuck the point in my arm and shot me up and then I felt the hot rush again, shooting through my veins and getting my dick rock hard. I was bent over so I reached around and spread my hole open begging him to use it and make me his pig. After he did a slam himself he put four fingers into my hole, making me want to cry and moan at the same time which I did. Then he put his other four fingers in my hole. With all eight fingers he started pulling my hole open as I screamed with pleasure, feeling used and tortured but fucking amazing. He thrust his fingers in and out, pushing harder each time, until I felt four fingers grow to five and then fiver fingers grow to a fist. He pushed one fist into my pussy slow but forcefully, stretching my hole wide open and fisting me wrist deep. The G and slam had me sweating, and I could barely catch my breath as he ripped open my hole, spit inside it and begin fucking me raw with his giant tool, stroking it inside my hole and fucking my loose hole like a slut. I felt powerful, dominated, dirty, and used. It was an incredible feeling. He continued to breed my hole for hours, taking breaks to piss, once in my mouth and once in my hole, and he fed me water (or maybe it was more G) from his mouth into mine. Wet, bred, and used, the chems had made me a total fucking cum slut and I wanted more. A couple hours later he got on Grindr to pimp out my hole to random dudes in the neighborhood. He asked if I would take cock from anyone, I replied “Yes, anybody.” He said he wanted to watch his cum slut take loads on all fours and I begged for more drugs. I knew I wanted to be fucked up with zero inhibitions, and I was ready. He told me to beg for drugs then beg for dicks and I did both, pleading for each on my knees. He laughed with evil delight as he told me he would make my fantasies come true. I don’t remember how much cock I took that night and how many guys I let use my hole but it was one of the most memorable experiences I ever had. My true pig was let out and I let go. We met a few times after that but lost contact after a while. I became consumed with slamming and taking anon loads in my campus dorm, word got around quickly and I had closeted frat guys texting me all week asking if they could breed my hole. - From a junkie college cum slut.

Kissing is da bomb!!! Making out with bearded guys, especially if they have been eating ass, is a huge turn on. Love, love, love three way kisses. Add some cum and I am happy as a pig in mud.

I want to die from some big brute fucking my throat senseless and forcing me to choke on his dick till I die. I don't care when it happens I just do wanna die from having s cock in my mouth.

We got to the house, the same one that I had been to two weeks earlier. All three of us got out of the car, my sister stating that she wanted to see what reception I got and so we walked into the house, I was very nervous, yes I had been here before, but I was so off my face then, I only had fleeting memories of what happened, tonight would I was sure, be different, although I may be allowed some relief through chems, I doubted I would be so far spun this time. We walked into the house, Peter first, me in the middle, my sister behind me, I was very conscious that I was wearing a micro mini dress and that it kept riding up a little as I walked and so I tried to pull the hem down a little, only to have my sister behind me slap my hands away telling me to leave it. As we entered the house, it was obvious some guys had started early, some were fully clothed, some half naked and some completely naked, some chatting, some stroking themselves, some making out and at least one blow job going down, there was thumping music playing and porn on the big screen TV, as we walked through the downstairs, I was getting quite a few looks and even some comments, “Hey fuck bunny, I want a piece of your ass” “Hey bitch, looking forward to you” And other such comments, I tried to smile but I was just so nervous, holding my clutch bag in front of me and following wherever Peter led. We were offered drinks, I took one as did Peter, and it didn’t taste that nice but after a few nervous gulps I began to get a buzz going on, by now Peter had led us through to the back of the house where a bed had been set up on a patio area, Peter indicated to the bed and said, “Get on there and relax, and do whatever they want, you know what is expected of you” Peter held my drink whilst I got on the bed, I had gone to take my shoes off but he told me to leave them on and I lay on my front and he handed my drink back and told me to drink it all down. Meanwhile my sister had a got what she called a “rig” from her bag, Peter took my empty cup from me and held my wrist pulling my arm straight, My sister tightened a strap around my upper arm then tapped the inside of my elbow area as soon as she was happy she took the syringe and inserted it into my vein. By this time I noticed several guys had gathered round to watch and as I felt the chems slide into my body, the sudden rush, my fears dissipated and the wanton lust kicked in. I heard my sister say ok, so who wants to go first, I heard at least one guy say, “Nah, I want to wait till some other guys have lubed that sissy pussy first” I heard another guy shout for us to wait a second before disappearing, he came back a moment later with a tooth brush, I didn’t understand, I was rolled over onto my front and then dragged backward onto my knees, my arse in the air, my face down, my dress pushed up, my G-string pulled from the crack of my arse, my butt plug removed and thrown on the bed next to my face and I felt something at my hole, I knew it was the brush and as it went in, the guy behind me leaned over to say, “We gonna make you bleed tonight bitch” There was lots of laughter and I felt the brush at work inside me, I was as high as a kite but scared at his words, the emotions sweeping over me, a mixture of fear and lust and even as I lay prone, crying, I still reached back to spread my arse cheeks for the men that were about to use and abuse me, the toothbrush was removed and held up for all to see, some little bits of skin appeared to be on it and the bristles where red, the guy then told me to open my mouth and he put the toothbrush in and I closed my mouth and could taste the coppery blood on it, Immediately I felt someone get onto the bed behind me, I felt someone spit on my arse and fingers rub it into the entrance to my hole and then pushing deep in me only to be withdrawn almost straight away and then I felt the first of many cocks that would violate me that night. The pressure of the first mans cock head against my hole was not much as I was already opened by the plug, but it felt intense he held onto my hips and pushed slowly then more and more until I felt his pubic hair against the cheeks of my arse, then he seemed to withdraw and I wanted to tell him to leave it in me to leave me filled and all of a sudden he rammed into me again, and again and again, another guy was nearer my head, he had a rag in his hand, he told me to open my mouth he took away the toothbrush and placed the rag in my mouth, I could almost taste the vapours coming off it as I went light headed. I felt the guy behind me tense, he pulled me into him and although I didn’t feel it I know he was painting my guts with his poison fuckslop, then, movement behind me as he got off the bed and another guy took his place, a hand on my hip, his cock pushing my boi cunt, then he is in and his other hand on my other hip as he starts to pound me. The first guy moves toward my head and climbs on the bed there, I have to assume it was the first guy to fuck me as he simply says, “Clean your ass slime off my cock bitch” He takes the rag from my mouth and I envelope his cock with my lips, no easy task when I am getting pounded from behind, but I do my duty, I perform my task, I suck and lick his cock and balls clean he turns spreads his arse cheeks and I clean him there too, tonguing, licking, sucking probing with my tongue until a second load is deposited in my guts and my second customer comes to the head of the bed to have his member cleaned by my willing mouth as I am mounted from behind again. I can’t tell you how long this went on for but I lost count somewhere after 12, and at some point I passed out, I woke to someone holding poppers under my nose, my dress had been removed completely, I was still in my stockings and suspender belt, I was still face down on the bed, only now there where far fewer men in the room, I think there may have been some watching from behind as someone worked something huge into my by now gaping faggot pussy, I felt the ring go pop, but no pain this time as I looked back, from the position the man behind me was in a muscular mid to late fifties guy, from his position I knew it was his fist he had inside me, not just some plastic horse cock but his actual fist and he started to punch inside my guts. It terrified me, the very thought that someone’s hand was inside my body and that he was treating me with such callous disregard, surely he must be doing some damage in there and then I felt a slight prick in my arm a warmth, then a rush as a band was released from my bicep, a band I hadn’t even notice being put on, but all of a sudden I didn’t care and I wanted my hole wrecked and I heard someone say, “Careful, don’t kill him”, “Nah, he will be okay, I have done this before, just loosening him up a little………you getting this on video?” “Oh Yeah, this time tomorrow, all over the net, what a fucking faggot slut, hell I bet you could get him to do anything at all right now” And I knew he was right, I would have done absolutely anything I had been told too. I awoke again sometime later I was being fucked again although I don’t know how much pleasure the stranger fucking me could get, he surely couldn’t touch the sides of my gaped open arse, faggot cunt, boi pussy whatever you want to call it, but even without the pleasure of the friction from my now broken sphincter on his cock, he still managed to dump more splooge in me and after a few seconds rolled off and lay on his back on the bed. Only one stupid thought went through my mind now, one crazy ridicules thought, I bet I could take Georges cock now, no problem. I awoke again to more poppers being waved under my nose and I was now on my back with my head supported by someone behind me, I felt something in my arse, most likely a finger or two, by now, I was so open and broken down there it could have been any number, and then I felt warmth/burning inside me and then my legs were lifted and held by whoever was at my head and again something was entering my body, another cock, I had lost count, was this a different one? Was it someone who had had me before? This was the scene for the next few hours. It was late on Sunday afternoon when Tracy collected us, by this time I could hardly walk and I felt the pressure on my arsehole when I sat down, my buttplug was in my clutchbag as it no longer stayed in place in my wrecked hole and simply fell out. Also, I had had to have two showers, Peter insisted I have a shower before my sister collected us and he was right to do so, I stank of sweat and cum, precum and piss and ass juice, so yes I stripped off my stockings and suspender belt climbed into the shower and washed everywhere and everything, even my hair as it was stuck together in clumps where guys had wiped there cocks clean of cum. I had just finished showering, got out of the tub when a guy walked in, told me to get back in the tub and on my knees and to open my mouth, then he pissed in me telling me to swallow and so I needed another shower when he finished, I got out, got dried put on my dress but without stockings or suspender belt, I put on my shoes and grabbed my knickers and waited with peter for my sister, as we sat there, Peter showed a couple of the guys who were sitting drinking coffee, some video footage of the previous few hours and he also showed me, I saw myself in so many positions, doing so many degrading things and the lust on my face was obvious, my desire was clear to anyone, it went without saying that the dirty faggot whore on the screen knew no limits and I felt ashamed of myself whilst at the same time elated that so many people wanted me, I was the centre of attraction, I was needed, I was wanted, I was the star.

Local arcade which is just a little to hit or miss for me considering it’s the only game in town. But I was so horny, I chanced it and glad I did. I got there and was immediately disappointed by the same old dudes walking around clutching their pearls, then out of a booth comes this super hot trashy straight looking white guy, late 20s, early 30s. Not dirty, but you could tell he’s has his share of “fun” (and trouble) in his life. He walks immediately over and started rubbing my dick. I started getting hard, he dropped to his knees right in front of everyone and started giving me amazing head. Guess he wasn’t straight. While he was blowing me, I leaned over to lift his shirt up to see his ass. He asked “you want it?” I said hell yeah! No lie, he took his shorts off right in front of everyone and got on his knees right there in the arcade floor. I slid behind him and started fucking him in front everyone. He was moaning like a bitch, cursing like a sailor. He must have felt me getting harder cause he turned his head and asked “you want to cum in my mouth?” I said, no in your ass, so he tuned around and I kept fucking til I nutted in him, no pullout right there on the floor in front of everyone. I felt myself squirt at least 3 times. I’m another time in my life I would have asked for his number. It was fucking filthy, trashy straight out the gutter. I couldn’t believe my luck Pure lust and it was hot!

The time came where Jess was ready to try and have a kid, and surprisingly Omar was more than ok with it. Jess stayed home from work for the 48 hours where we should try, and we went at it like the horniest of teenagers. But as you might suspect, it wasn't all fun and games, it's not Jess's fault, but it feels like a chore. We took a break and she ran a few errands, I needed something different so cleaned up and walked over to Omar's. I knocked on the door and someone else answered. "Uh, is Omar..?" I started to say a little flustered by the stranger. "Yeah man we've been waiting." he said stepping aside. There were two guys on the couch stroking. "I'm going to -" pointing between the two guys. Omar spoke next, On your knees on the couch, We are all going ass to mouth. I got on the couch and Omar went first. The guy who answered the door stood behind the couch facing me, his cock growing and starting to lift. My mouth opened to receive his cock in my mouth and my ass was immediately slapped. "Ass. To. Mouth. Faggot" one of the guys said. I closed my mouth and the guy in front of me placed poppers under my nose, I obliged. My head started to throb and Omar was reaching his depth in my ass now and started to move his entire length in and out of me. I was given two more hits of poppers and I rested my head on my arms and the back of the couch. Omar was now gripping my sides and really pounding into me. His cock is a good length, and my ass takes him real well. Omar gave 4 more hard prolonged thrusts and I knew on the last 2 he was cumming in my ass. Omar popped out of me and the next guy took his place. I struggled to take Omar in my mouth, I'm definitely a novice when it comes to blow jobs or face fucking. The next guy was smaller and his cock seemed to come to a point, I understood what I had to do. I put more of my focus on my ass, squeezing his cock on the way out and loosening up on the way in, and the guy started to really love it. It wasn't long before he came inside me and the next guy took over. I took him all the way in my mouth and let me tongue lick his balls. The third guy took over and did not last long at all. But they cheered him on and honestly, I was turned on by how fast my ass made him cum. The guy from the door was last, and apparently for good reason. His cock was thick and heavy, when you can feel a cock fill your entire ass crack, it's going to be amazing inside. He pressed against my already used hole and pressed against me. He took his time pushing all the way in. When I've been fucked so far I feel the tops hips contact my ass before I feel their cock hitting something inside me keeping them from getting all the way in. This time, his cock reached a point where my body needed to adjust, it hurt at first but the fact he got to that point made me bow my head in pleasure and pain. My head was lifted and poppers were placed under my nose, I took a hit per nostril and bowed my head again as this top hit something deep inside of me causing me to pull my ass away slightly. He motioned to one of them as he pressed slowly deeper into me from that point, I could feel my body give way to his cock. A towel was placed over my nose and mouth and my head started swimming, throbbing and felt like it was 20 pounds heavier. My head rested down on my arms again as the man behind me started to make his full deep thrusts deeper. My body was getting rocked back and forth from his massive thrusts and the third guy took his chance to get a bottom thrust into his cock from the other side. He placed his semi hard cock in my mouth and dropped the newly poppered towel around his cock under my nose. The man behind me was now taking his cock all the way out and shoving it back in, my body kept my hole open accepting each thrust. The other guys we also behind me watching his cock create what felt like a porn star gaping asshole. He grabbed hold of my sides and started to keep his thrusts short and deep and then he added his load to the mix. His cock stayed inside me, and it was not shrinking, but kept me full. I messed with him by milking his cock and he moaned in approval. And then, my phone rang. Omar pressed answer and handed me the phone. Jess was on the line, "Did you need anything from Target", she asked. "No I don't thank you," I answered. hoping the conversation would end there. The man in my ass whispered, "Stay on the line." I'm not sure if it was the poppers or the horniness, but I continued the conversation with Jess. Asking her what else she had to do and what she has picked up already. The man behind me was slowly fucking me, lengthening his thrusts and picking up speed. I tried my best to reply to Jess without giving my situation away. As she started to wind down the conversation the man behind me picked up his speed but didn't finish his thrusts that would give the obvious slapping sound of our body's. Luckily she said her goodbye because I don't think he could take it any longer. His hands dug into my ass and he drilled into me, taking much longer to get to the point of no return and cum in my ass. If I had not already cum a few times that day I feel like I would've cum hands free from his cock. He came deep inside me again and this time pulled out, I could hear and feel air entering my ass. The guys were all watching but from their seats. Omar came up behind me and part of me thought he was going to take a round two. He patted my ass and said better get back. Don't worry, he's staying with me this week so you will have more fun.

Well. I started late. Not til I was 37. I suppose I felt like I had to make up for lost time. I’ve been trying to do so now for 17 years. I remember keeping a tally my first year, and being shocked that I ended up at 72. Not all years were that prolific, to be sure, but by the numbers, in order to have crossed the 1,000 mark by now I would have had to have taken just under 59 cocks a year, which is just a bit over once weekly. So by that math, on my best trip to camp, I took over half a year’s worth of cock in a day. I’ve taken 40% of a year’s worth of cock at Cumunion - twice. I started keeping a relatively accurate tally in 2017. Although I know there have been a few I’ve missed counting, in just the last five years, I’ve been fucked 539 times. Plus the first year’s tally: 611. Plus that one day at camp: 645. That whittles the number of fucks needed to hit 1,000 down to only about 32 a year for the remaining years, and I went to camp several times, had so many 1-on-1 hookups I lost count... Yeah. I’m over. 1,000. Like, this many periods-> ....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... God, that means I’ve been fucked by the equivalent of a battalion. I’ve serviced a third of a brigade. I guess that’ll have to be my next marker...

Have been working on infecting a "project" for the past week. I have been fucking it at a beat (cruising area) Nice open area, fucking under the stars!

My first man was the proverbial hairy beast. We met on a QUEER/nude beach and when he emerged from the water, it was LUST at first sight. Picture a cross between Al Parker and Al Pacino, covered in black fur down to his toes. The fact that he was a sweet man just completed the package.

*****WRITER'S NOTE: This story contains bits of cross-dressing/sissy hypno stuff. I know not everyone enjoys that sort of stuff, but its one of my kinks, and it comes out a bit here. Other than that, enjoy! If you want to see more of this tale, let me know, since I have a lot more scenes I wish to write to add to it. Also note that as this progresses, I took the wrote of 'unreliable narrator' , so as my character progresses through what you'll see happens, just note that I'm writing as he understands it. Hopefully its creative and you like the style. ***** "Bottom seeking top for fun tonight. Newish to the scene, but willing to learn and enjoy male on male fun. 6'3" 180lbs geeky build, white, 35yo, 7" if that matters. Have no hangups on race or age, though I tend to like older tops. HMU." This was the ad that I posted, on a very boring afternoon. I was horny, having split from my wife nearly a year ago. I had fantasies about sex with men, and watched a lot of porn and really got into it. I felt more at ease wanting to get fucked, even playing with toys. As much as I enjoyed fucking girls, I just didn't find fucking another guy all that interesting. But seeing a cock sliding in an ass, wishing it was me, really got my horniness up. But other than some fooling around in high school with a guy at work, I never messed with guys. I was on a4a and a couple of other sites and apps. I cruised through profiles, as I waited for someone to respond to my ad or even my various hints of attraction. After a half-hour, I got a few replies. I checked the messages and then looked at the profiles. One interested me. A black guy (which was a fantasy all to itself), in his 40s, who said he was all top, loved white bottom bois, and could host. His message was brief, just wanting to know if I might be interested and to know a bit more about me. His pics were hot, with him being bald with a little bit of a goatee. Not a lot of body hair. And what looked like a sizable 8" or more cock. My horniess got to me and I responded back, explaining "I hadn't been with a guy in ages, and that was just some mutual jerking off and sucking the guys cock. I was bi-curious, just because I had been with plenty of girls and had been married, though now divorced. I had been fantasizing about being with another man, and had been watching lots of gay porn. I saw myself as being the bottom, and wanted to try doing that with someone, especially if they could teach me the ropes. I was pretty open-minded to a lot of stuff sexually, and that I was used to playing with toys on myself. But really wanted to feel the real thing, though safety first. I'm Keith btw." A few minutes later, he responded. "CeeCee. Not sure if you like black men or not, but as your profile and ad said, you have no hangups. I really like white bottoms, and love to teach them how to enjoy sex with men, especially black men. I hope you really don't have racial hangups, cause you're cute and I can see having a lot of fun with you. I can host at my house, got toys, lube, all sorts of porn, both gay, straight, whatever. I'll teach you everything you want to learn and probably some stuff you never thought about. Just want you to have an open mind." My dick got hard reading that. I wasn't sure what all he meant, but it was exciting me. I replied back. "Definitely interested. I just need an address and a phone number. I'll start to get dressed and such." A minute later, I got his response of his address and phone number. I popped it in my phone and sent CeeCee a message. I asked if needed me to bring anything, besides my toys, lubes, condoms, and poppers. He said that was fine if I wanted, but he had everything we'd need at his place. Just to come on over. He was excited to meet me, and hoped I was too. I told him that I was, as I was rock hard and really wanting to play. He just sent back a smiley face. It took me about 30 minutes to get to his place. He had messaged me a few minutes before I got there to park on the street outside his house. His house was just a regular run of the mill house in the suburbs, with not too many neighbors, lots of trees and such blocking views from what I could tell. I quickly got out and walked up to the door. I nervously knocked and then waited. I heard him unlock the door and open it. And there he was. He was just slightly shorter than me, but very much as his profile and stats said. And was very handsome. He had just a tank top and a pair of basketball shorts on. I could slighly see his bulge through them. He greeted me with a handshake. "Keith?" "Yep, CeeCee?" I stupidly reply, shaking his hand. He ushered me into his living room, closing and locking the door behind me. "Wow, you really are cute. Yeah, gonna have some fun with for sure." CeeCee said, eyeing me up. I slightly blushed, not really used to being called cute, but this was a whole new experience for me. "Come, let's go to my bedroom, get comfortable, talk a bit, and see what happens." "Sure." I meekly said, as he directed me through his house. Down a short hallway past a bathroom, was his master bedroom. He had a large king sized bed, with the covers off it, along with a mountain it seemed of pillows. A large 50" TV was mounted across from it with some interracial gay porn playing on it. I saw bottles of lube, poppers, and toys out on a dresser by the bed. "Sit." I put my bag down near the bed, and then got on the bed. He slid in next to me, and put his hand on mine. "So, let me get this straight. You've never really been with another man, and you want to bottom? You're bi, bi-curious, been with girls, been married, now divorced?" "Yep, divorced. Been alone and well horny for almost a year now. Started watching porn to past the time, slowly going from straight to gay, and just wanted to finally experience it." "Well hopefully you'll experience a lot today. So let's just go over some stuff. I want to figure out what your limits are and to know what all you want to get into. I mean, we don't have to do anything you don't, but I'm very willing to teach you." "Sure, what do you want to know?" "Kissing, making out?" "Yes." "Sucking? Getting sucked?" "Both, though I'll be honest, its been a while since I did any sucking, and well my toys don't look as thick as yours." "No worries. Rimming, eat ass?" "I'm game to have it done to me, and I used to love doing it to several girls that let me." "Well you said you want to try bottoming, and that you don't really want to top, which works for me, I don't ever bottom to guys." "I love using my toys of myself, so wouldn't mind feeling the real thing. THough condoms." He kinda smirked a bit at the condom comment. "If you want me to use condoms, I will, but I prefer the real thing. I'm sure you barebacked plenty of girls, including your ex-wife. Trust me, its like that with guys too, even for bottoms." "Well you know, just worried about catching stuff, HIV and what not. I mean I saw on your profile that you were negative, so I trust you." He smiled a bit. "Yes, I'm negative. But just know if you're gonna put up ads and such online, you'll find not everyone tells the truth, and if you're gonna bottom, you'll run the risk regardless." "True." "Okay...let's see. How about dominant, submissive stuff? Think I could be like your master, you my little submissive fucktoy?" I kinda got hard with that last comment. It had been one of my fantasies, especially just thinking and believing that's how bottoms should be. "Yes. I'd like to try that. Though just don't be like overly mean. I hate those aggressive types that just hurt their slaves if they disobey. I want to obey you and serve you, so maybe like an even hand?" He chuckled just a bit. "Gotcha, gotcha. Cool. What about being tied up or restrained?" "SUre, I guess. I did a bit of that with my ex, kind was hot. So yeah maybe see what it's like the other way around." "I guess you're fine with any type of porn, so don't really need to go into there." "Yeah. I guess my only real limits I can think of is no scat, cause ew, maybe cbt, cause ouch, and maybe not leaving marks?" "That I can agree with. I'm glad to see you have an open mind, and well there's always lots of thing people don't think about doing sexually right away. I'll always ask, and if you don't want to try stuff, I won't force you." "Works for me." CeeCee got up from the bed. "Come, why don't you take a shower and get cleaned out, and then we'll have some fun. You do know how to clean out right?" "Yeah, I've done that before with kits and such." He ushered me into the bathroom. He got a towel out of the closet, pulled out a shaverazor and pointed to the soap in the tub. Attached to his showerhead was a long metallic hose. "Okay, cool. Well this is a showershot. It'll really clean you out, but be careful with it. Just turn the water pressure low using that nozzle, and also cool the water down, don't want it too hot. So do you mind shaving your cock, balls, and ass? I like my pretty bois to be smooth." I laughed. "I actually tend to shave it anyways, but couldn't hurt to make sure it's fully done." He laughed with it too. "Good, good. Oh yeah, lots of fun we're gonna have. Okay Keith, take all the time you need, and make sure you clean up afterwards for me, okay?" "Will do." I started to strip as he went to the door. As I got fully naked, I saw him checking me out with a grin on his face, before he shut the door. It took a bit to get used to the showershot, and once it was done and I felt I was cleaned out, I shaved as CeeCee instructed. He had a bigger tub and shower than I did, so I was able to reach a lot of places better. I then finished my shower, dried off, and made sure the tub was cleaned. I saw he had some mouthwash, so I did a quick swig. I was definitely horny to try kissing a guy. I put my clothes back on and went to his bedroom. He was laying on his bed, propped up by the mountain of pillows. He had taken off his tank top, and was showing a very smooth chest. He had also taken off his short and was wearing a very constraining pair of briefs. The outline of his cock was very visible, and definitely made me drool a bit just thinking about what I was about to start playing with. He smiled as he saw me enter. "Feel better?" He pointed to my bag. "Go ahead and strip down. If you want to be naked, you can. Up to you?" I blushed a bit, but did as asked. I made it a point to bend over as I pulled off my boxers. He could hear him slightly whistle, and it made me smile. I then crawled into bed next to him, feeling slightly nervous but excited. CeeCee put his hand on my hand. "So, let's just be clear on things. I think you're very cute and I definitely want to have some fun with you. I love that you want to be submissive, as I love dominating white bois. And the fact that you are inexperienced is icing on the cake. Cause I have such wonders to introduce you to. First, no means no if I ask you twice, got it? Second, if you're going to be my sub, are you willing to do whatever I ask or order of you, barring saying no if I ask twice?" I leaned a bit back, thought about it, and then agreed. "I'm fine with that. I feel that's my place, to be a submissive bottom boi for a hot dominant top. I'm willing to do what you want, and if I'm not comfortable, I'll say it." CeeCee smiled. "I just want to be clear about things. I have a lot to show you, and I hope you'll agree to trying everything we do today, and hopefully tomorrow. Got any plans?" I was a bit confused, since I figured this was just sex, which might be a few hours. But I didn't have anything planned for the next few days, since I was off from work. "I'm game. Sir? Master?" He chuckled. "Sir is fine. Alright, then one last thing. Ever done any type of drug?" I was taken back a bit. I hadn't even thought of stuff like that. I barely drank alcohol, and mostly just vaped cigs. Hell I hadn't done pot since high school, with my first girlfriend. "You mean like pot? I haven't done that since high school, and while I haven't been drugged tested for work, they do have random ones, though again, never had one." "Well see, I love to do some stuff that really enhances sex. Really brings out the lust, the horniness, and makes you feel amazing. Can even really show you what your hiding from yourself. Who you truly might be, sexually. I know you mentioned poppers, which aren't really a drug. Basically the stuff I have, its like being on poppers constantly, though using them with this stuff can be really fun too." I was a bit curious now. I hadn't really had sex with anyone since my ex-wife and I split. And I was horny but nervous. But here this handsome man wanted to teach me new experiences, even enhance those experiences. I was a bit conflicted about work, but since I appeared straighlaced at work, doubtful I'd even be tagged for a random drug test. "Okay Sir, I'm willing to try. I mean if you think it'll make my first time more memorable, then yeah let's do it." He smiled at me, and then pulled me in for my first male-on-male kiss. It was a basic kiss, but still hit a button. "Okay boi, that's what I'm going to call you. I'll ask again, are you willing to try some drugs with me? I'll explain how they work, and I'll make sure you're handling them well." "Yes Sir, I want to try." Ceecee clapped his hands. "Ooh we're gonna have some fun for sure." He opened the drawer to his side table. He pulled out a small black leather bag, a small mirrored-top tray, and then sat it on his bed. He then got up, opened a drawer on another cabinet, and pulled out another bag, along with a couple of glass bongs. He then sat back on the bed, pushing his stuff in the middle. He opened up the smaller bag and pulled out a small bag which looked like it had some white crystals in it. He also pulled out some pills. "Okay boi, see that mini-fridge over there? Go get some of the Gaterades I have in it, along with some bottle water." I did as he asked, as he pulled out more stuff from his leather bad. I handed him the bottles, which he put on the side table. I sat back down, watching him in awe, though my heartbeat in nervousness. I even thought to myself, what am I getting myself into? "So obviously you know about weed. I got some good stuff here that will defininitely wake you feel horny as hell, and slightly mellow you out. I'll pack it in a bit." He grabbed a couple of pills. "This is Molly, or Xtasy, MDMA. I'm sure you've heard of it too. Pop these okay?" I nodded, popped them in my mouth, and took a swig from the gaterade. "In about 20-30 minutes, you'll start to feel them. You'll feel a small little rush, like little waves of horniness hitting you. Kind of like how poppers can hit you. Then it'll start getting a bit stronger, till you peak out, in which you'll probably be very very horny. Trust me, it's great. You'll love it." He smiled. "MMm...that does sound fun. How long does it last?" I could feel a slight tingle happening, but was probably just placebo effect. "Bout a few hours, though you'll peak hard for maybe an hour or two. If you like it, I'll give you another one to top it off." He held up the baggie with the white crystals in it. "This is Tina. I'm sure you know it by another name. But before you start to back away, just know you agreed to this. Tina can be addictive, but you control it, not it controls you, understand?" I had heard the name. Tina or meth. But he was right. I agreed, and nodded. "It's meth, I get it. So what does it do, besides keep you up for days." CeeCee laughed. "It can if you do a lot, if you don't take care of yourself. But I will watch how you react to it, and I'll watch how much we do. But as to what it does...it gives you a lot of energy, makes you feel invincible, and really opens you up. You think you're open-minded now? Tina busts the door down in your little dirty mind and lets out all those things holding back your true self. When we get through, you'll have a new appreciation for life, for sex, for who you are. And Tina's gonna show you the way." He took out a few crystals, and loaded up into a chamber on one of the glass bongs. "Now you can do Tina in a few ways. You can eat, which most just do for that extra energy kick. You can snort it, which gives you a quick high, but it can hurt your nose if you do it wrong or don't crush up the crystals enough. You can smoke it, which we're going to do. You can also do a booty bump, which is when you insert some in your ass. Burns slightly, takes a few minutes to melt, unless we melt it in some water and squirt it up there. But once it hits, you get a stronger effect. You'll get super horny real fast. And the other way is slamming. That's when you shoot it up. Depending on the dosage, you get a rush that is heaven, and you'll...well maybe one day you'll try it. But for now, we'll smoke and see how you like it." I was a bit scared, but was slowly coming around. I also could slightly feel something going on. "Sounds fun." "Oh it is boi, lots of fun." He opened up the bigger bag and pulled out a small bottle and a small needless syringe. "This is the last thing we're going to try. Its called G or GHB. Basically its like having some of the feelings that alcohol gives you with a good bit of horniness to it. It'll slightly ease down the edge that Tina will give you, but it'll also loosen you up as well. Since you're new to all this, I won't give you a lot. Just becareful in the future. Too much and you'll pass out, even stop breathing. And never do it with alcohol, it'll kill you." He pulled a bit into the syringe, checking the measurement. "It's got a slight bitter, almost soapy taste. So you'll want to chase it down with the gaterade. Open up." I leaned over, mouth open. He placed the syringe and slowly squirted in my mouth. He was right that it had an odd taste. I quickly did a swig of my drink. "Ewk, yeah that's got a weird taste. So when should I feel this?" He did a shot himself, and then took a sip of his drink. "Maybe 20 minutes or so. Bout the time the molly will kick in, give or take. You'll kinda feel a bit drunk, but definitely will feel a bit more relaxed. But once we do some tina and some of weed, you'll be in heaven period." I purred. "Mmmm...well let's keep going." I was starting to feel more horny, so the molly was starting to hit a bit. He put the bottle of G on the bedside table, along with the tray and bags. He took out a larger lighter, and clicked the flame to life. "So with smoking tina, we have to heat it up a bit. Now you can smoke it with a pipe, which I don't like to do. I prefer bongs or bubblrs. You get a smoother hit and the effect is much better. Now I'll do the first hit to show you how do it, and then I'll have you do a few hits, okay?" I nodded. "Now, when you're about to take a hit, I want you to push all the air out of your lungs, got it? Just breathe out. And then you'll put your lips on here, and then I want you to slowly inhale and don't stop until you feel like you can't inhale anymore. Then let it out quickly, don't try to hold it in. You'll kind of waste it, in a way. It's not like pot." He waved his torch around the bulb, and I could see the crystals making a puddle, little clouds starting to form. He pulled off, letting in cool, then back to heating it, as he took a bit. He then exhaled a cloud towards me. "Ready?" I emptied my lungs, reached to help hold the bong, and pressed my lips to the shaft. Slowly I inhaled, feeling the tina hitting my lungs. I kept going and going, and heard CeeCee say "Exhale." I let out a big cloud. And felt a small rush of energy, like my head was sparkling. "Good job. Again." Exhale, inhale. He pulled off, as I let out another big cloud. "Doing good boi, doing good. Sir is gonna bring out the slut in you tonight." He did a hit, longer than his first one. I watched in awe, as the horniness and energy kicked in. He then waved me to come closer, and he kissed me, opening my mouth to exhale. I inhaled and then let it out once he pulled away. "That's called shotgunning, which Im sure from smoking weed you've done." "Oh yeah. Whew. Oh I can definitely feel that. Like I'm tingly and horny, and just wow." My cock was starting to get hard, and I could slightly feel the waves coming on as well. "I think the molly is kicking in as well." "Good, good. Let me pack this weed real fast then." He pulled out a packer and a small bag of weed and started on that. I turned my attention towards the porn. My hands unconsciously feeling up my chest and nipples. I hadn't been this horny ever, even with doing heavy hits of poppers. My energy was through the roof, like I could run a million miles an hour. And I was really focused on the porn. Was a black guy with a very large cock pounding away at a white guy. My thoughts drifted to wanting to be that guy, and I whispered to myself 'soon, soon you'll be fucked by a big black cock." "And that's the other effect of Tina. You'll talk a bit, but its okay. Let it out. Nothing you say will weird me out, I love hearing guys on tina talk about fantasies, kinks, things they'll never really say out loud. That's the power of tina. Here, do another hit for me." CeeCee said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yes. sir. I want to do anything for you." I purred out. I could barely believe I said that, but I wanted it. I truly felt it. I crawled over to him, as he held the bong up. He lit the torch, and told me to hit it. Exhale, then the slow inhale. I wanted more, so I kept on a bit more, before pulling off to exhale out a large cloud. The lighter clicked again, so I did another hit. CeeCee smiled, and in my mind, he looked like a fucking onyx god. I felt more aware of his presence, his masculinity. He didn't even seem gay, like I couldn't picture him wanting to be with men. But here he was with me, this boi who wanted to experience sex with him. His chest was starting to sweat, his nipples hard which I wanted to play with. And his cock...I could see it hardening as it desperately tried to be contained. "That's what I'm talking about. You're going to be such a slut for me and you don't even know it." He put the tina bong down on the table, and picked up the bong for the weed. I started to touch his legs, the first time I actually made a move. I was horny and I was wanting him. I could feel the molly kicking in, as the waves were getting stronger and I was lost in various erotic thoughts. I started to kiss up his legs, which he spread his legs a bit for. I kissed and licked up his thigh, as I knelt in between his legs. I brushed my lips against his bulge, smelling his manly musk. I kissed and licked along the outline of his cock, and just wanted to free it so I could suck on it. I could tell he was getting hard, and he was going to be thick and large. I licked and sucked along the head, back down to his balls. "Yeah, that's my slut. You're getting there. All nice and pliable. I'll have you sucking my cock, my big black cock, and you'll be in white boi heaven. I'm gonna make you feel like the gurl you know you want to be." His words hit a button in my head, and I knew him to be right. I had watched popper videos that talked like this though it didn't quite do a lot to me. But now I was craving that. Yes, I wanted to be his gurl, his bitch. I wanted to worship this man, suck his cock, taste his cum, let him fuck me. Let him fuck me. Yes, let him fuck me, let me feel his cock inside me. Let him pound away at me. I want to feel him in me. Yes, I want to feel him breed me. My thoughts were all over the place about this. I wanted to be safe, but in my lust-driven mind, I didn't care. I wanted to be whatever this GOD wanted me to be. I wanted to be his. "Anything you want CeeCee, sir, master. I'll do anything you want. I am yours." My words came out slightly slurred, probably the g from what he was saying would happen. I pulled myself up a bit, though I kept one of my hands rubbing his cock, while the other was tweaking my own nipples. I was so fucking horny, just lost in thoughts of sex sex sex. "Oh I know slut, I know. And I'll have you doing a lot of things you probably didn't think about wanting to do, or fantasizing about. I'm gonna keep you high and horny and I'm going to turn you into a white fucktoy cumslut. I may even take you out and have you enjoy other men using you. Sound hot to you?" "OH fuck yeah sir, oh that sounds hot. You want me sucking other cocks, getting fucked. Fuck yeah, I want all the cocks. All the cocks fucking me. I want yours fucking me master." The words just rolled off my tongue. I knew them to be true, to be what I wanted. I was so fucking lost in horniess. CeeCee hit the bong, then held it, before pulling me into shotgun it. I held it for a bit, before letting it out. He then turned the bong to me, lit it, and I did a deep pull. I held it before having to cough. I could feel it hit really hard. He did another hit, then shotgunned me again. "One more my slut, one more." I hit it again, and held it longer, before letting it out. I rolled over to lay back a bit, as I felt the molly, tina, g, and weed hitting me hard. I was extremely horny, slightly drunk, very energetic but mellowed, and I just felt amazing all over. My hands were all over my body, my cock hard, my nipples electric. Every part of me just felt like I could just burst with everything going on with me. CeeCee put the bong down, chuckled, and he got up off the bed. He pulled out a tablet, pressed a few things on it, and then handed it to me. It was starting to play a video. He then handed me a bottle of poppers. "I'm going to go get a few things, so I want you to do a few heavy hits of those, then just watch the video till I get back." "Yes sir." I slurred out, as I set the tablet on the bed. I unscrewed the top, exhaled, put the bottle to my nose, and slowly inhaled for a good 10-12 seconds. Exhaled, then again. And again. I put the top back on as the poppers began to hit me. I focused on the video. It was one of those popper videos that dealt with the sissy lifestyle. Of basically being a girl for a guy. Dressing up, being sexy, being a slut, being used. Flashing words, technobeat music, while scenes of various sex acts accorded. Mostly white females and white guys sucking and getting fucked by black men. I focused hard on it, hitting the bottle as instructed. I was so lost with everything in my system. I didn't even realize that CeeCee had come back until the video ended, almost 15 minutes. My mind was gone. Replaced with this new personality. This white cumslut fucktoy who needed to be sexy and dress up and worship her man, be used by him and other men. "Slut, I need you to put these one." CeeCee surprised me, as he stood at the edge of the bed. My black GOD was back, and he was commanding his slut to do his bidding. He pointed to some panties and stockings he had put on the bed. I didn't hesitate, I knew I had to do this. It was even easy to put on, like I was born to know to do it. They were lacy and black, with a hole in the middle, obviously for fucking my fuckhole. I rolled the stockings up and attached them to the garter belt. "Now stand up and come before me." I quickly got off the bed, though slightly stumbled due to balance being off. I walked over to my black master, and clasps my hands behind my back, meekly but lustly looking at him. He looked me straight in the eyes, into my soul. "Yes, there's the slut Im wanting to make. I told you I would bring her out, and I'm going to help you experience everything. Im going to teach you how to please a man, how to worship him. You're going to be used tonight. You want that slut?" I was so horny. Everything was taking over, controlling me. I wanted this. I truly did. I wanted to be his slut, to worship him, to be used. Whatever he wanted. "Yes my master. I want it. I want you. I want everything you want to do to me. I am yours." "You didn't have much a choice now." He smiled, evily. He went over to his dresser and pulled out what looked like clamps. He then walked back and attached them to my very hard nipples. The pain was bearable, but it nearly made me cum. "Oh you like that huh? Yeah tina and molly tend to make bitches nipples sensative. These will do the trick for you. Plus you have those nice perky ones anyways." I still stood there, not moving, just lost in horny thoughts, even slight whispering some begging to do something. CeeCee leaned in close, caressing my check with one hand, as his other hand roamed my body. "You look damn sexy in those, especially with that little cute ass of yours. Your pics don't do you justice. But I'll handle that later. I know what you want and need to do now. You know what that is slut?" "Sir? I'm so fucking horny, I'll do anything. I want to please you, suck that big black cock of yours. I want to rim you if you want. Anything master, please." "That you will. Get those poppers, then come and kneel before me." He commanded. I quickly grabbed them from the bed, and knelt on the floor in front of him. He still had on his briefs, but they were barely containing his cock. "Take a hit, then another, and then beg for what you want. Like a proper slut." I hit the bottle 3 times, before putting it down. I looked up at him, picturing the most slutty girl look in my head. "Please my master, my god, may I please suck your cock? Let me worship this big black rod, please?" CeeCee smiled. "Yes my slut, worship this god's cock. Show me how a good gurl does it." He spread his legs slightly apart, as I reached up to feel it still encased. I kissed it, licked it, before reaching to pull it, It was thick, almost like a beer can, and nearly 9" long. The head was glorious, as I held the shaft in my hand. I leaned into lick it, as I pulled his briefs down, his rod slapping me in the face. I took hold of it and wet it with my lips and spit, before finally sucking it in. I was in lust, in love, with this cock. It was my world now. Suck it, lick it, worship it. I don't even know how long I was doing it. He held my head a few times, pushing me further down on it, while encouraging me to open my throat up. He somehow pushed me back against his bed and fucked my mouth. I licked and worshipped his balls. He even let me rim him which I loved doing, making him moan. We eventually switched to him on the bed on his back, with me laying in between his legs just drooling all over his cock. He encouraged me with words, belittled me, made me feel sexy and slutty all at the same time. I was his and he knew it. This was what I wanted, what I needed, who I truly am. After a bit, I could tell the drugs were starting to wear off a bit. He noticed, and asked me how I was doing. I told him I was good, great. He suggested a small break. Drink some water. Chill a bit. He switched the tablet to another video that he made me watch, though without doing any poppers. Same type, with a very hypnotic type feel to it. This was more catered towards getting fucked and used, and it really turned me on. He got off the bed and left the room, coming back a few minutes later with a couple of towels. He spread them on the bed, and told me to lay on top of one, on my back, but still to watch the video, and not pay attention to him. I obeyed like a good slut. As I laid there, I could feel him get between my legs. He start sucking my cock, while playing with my hole. I then felt his tongue, and he started to rim me. I moan in pleasure, not realizing just how much I would enjoy this. He told me to relax and just let him get me warmed up. He was going to rim me for a bit and then put in a toy start stretching me out a bit. He wanted my first feel of a real cock in me to not be too painful, considering his girth. He kept at it, occasionally finger me, and coaching me through letting him penetrate me. After a bit, I felt him slowly slide a toy in me. There was a slight burn to it, but I figured that was lube. He worked it in me for a few minutes, before switching to a slightly thicker one. I moaned as he pressed them into me, and I felt a sense of horniess coming back. He saw the reaction and told me he had slipped in some molly. He eventually left the last toy, a very thick plug, in me, before coming back to his side of the bed. "I think you're definitely enjoying yourself. How do you feel slut? Feel good? Feel good for your black god?" He smiled at me, as he picked up the weed bong. I was tweaking my nipples, staring up at him lustfully. "Very much master. I love this so much. I just want to feel this all the time, want to serve you, worship you. I want you cock in me so bad. THis toy is a bad tease." I could feel the molly hitting a bit faster, adding to what was already in my system. "Well we have some options. First though, we'll do a couple of good hits of this wonderful stuff here." He did a decent hit, and then shotgunned it with me. "Do a hit, hold it." I did as instructed, and held it a good long bit before finally having to let it out. Again he commanded, and I obeyed. "Now, we could smoke some more tina, get you pretty spun up. You'll be really horny, as you've seen." He sat the bong down, and reached into the leather pouch, pulling out two needles. "Or, we can really ramp this up. I told you about slamming, and I see that you really enjoy the tina. If we do this, you'll be under her spell for a while. You'll be so horny, especially if I time it just right as that molly I bumped you hits, that you'll be more than ready to get fucked by me. I will make you feel every bit that gurl that you know you want to be." I thought to the video he made me watch. The imagery was burning in my head. Be controlled. Let go my manhood. Be a gurl. Be used. Be fucked. Be bred. By black men. By all men. By master. I saw his cock, rock hard and solid, and I knew I had to give him my hole, his hole. There was no turning back. I was enthralled and wanted more. Needed more. "Please master, slam me. Take me, use me, whatever you want. I want this, need this." He grinned and then kissed me on the lips. "Like you had a choice my slut." The way he said it made my entire body tingle, with excitement and even more lust. "I already prepared these. So here's how it works. I'll tie you off, get your veins raised. Swab it, and I'll prick you. I'm sure you've had shots before. I only need you to tell me if it burns more than a second. Once I'm in, I'll draw it, make sure I get a register, and once that happens, I'll slowly push the slam into your vein. When it's all in, I'll pull out, pop off the tie. You'll put the swab on it, and then raise your arm above your head, got it?" I nodded. "Yes sir. And then what happens? How does it feel?" "Remember how after the first few hits of smoking tina, you got a ton of energy and got horny? Its like that but tens, hundreds time more intense. It'll start to rise, especially after you raise your arm up a bit. Everything will feel faster yet your more focused. ANd then when the rush hits, its bliss. You'll be overwhelmed with lust, you'll be begging for cock. You'll do anything I want to you because its pleasure and that's all you want. And well with the molly I bumped you, you're going to be in a whole other world." I was already feeling the molly kicking in, the waves of pleasure rolling over me. Now to know that I would be lost to even more of this, I knew I wanted to try it. And I knew it would lead me to getting fucked, which I desperately was craving at that point, especially with the thick plug he had in me. I stuck my arms out towards him. "Please slam me sir." "As you wish slut. No turning back anyways." He got up, went to his dresser, and pulled out a keyboard. He changed the porn on the big screen to straight interracial. He selected a long video of several black guys fucking a couple of very beautiful girls. I was enthralled, mesmerized. My brain wanted to be the girls working those big cocks. I also started to get up to start working his cock, but Ceecee stopped me before I could. "I know you're horny for my cock, but just you wait my fucktoy, just you wait." He had me sit up, and tied off my left arm. He turned on a lamp on his bedside table, and checked my arms for my veins. He had me make a fist a few times, and then felt up one he wanted to use. He took out a swab and handed it to me, and then used another one to clean the site. He then took one of the needles, popped off the top, squirted a bit to make sure no air was in it, and then looked at me. "Now once I slam you, and the rush hits, I know that you'll probably be a bit twacked out. I just want you to relax and let it take you. I'll be watching to make sure you're fine before I do mine. And once I do mine, I'm going to do everything I want to you, and you're going to love it. You're going to feel like one of those bitches up there, and that's all you need to be. Right slut?" "Yes my master. I'm just a slut that needs to be fucked and used." "Damn, I found a good one to turn." I really didn't understand what he meant, as the molly was getting stronger, and I was getting hornier. He pressed on my vein again, and then I felt the prick. I didn't even tense up, nor did I feel any burning, and he saw that I was fine, as he registered the hit. He started to push the tina into me, as he undid the clasp around my bicep. I felt him pull off, and I did as asked, placing the swab on the site, as I lifted my arm up. I coughed. My lungs felt a slight burn, and I coughed. I felt my energy spike up. My eyes started to slightly wiggle, as I watched the porn infront of me with heavy focus. Time felt like it was slow and yet I was aware of everything. I was speaking fuck fuck fuck, but it didn't even feel like it was coming from me. My entire body felt electric, and I could feel the toy in my ass, the clamps still on my nipples, and his fingers as he touched my chest. I looked into his eyes with lust and want, of obedience and submission. "That's it slut, ride the rush. Play with yourself, think about all that you want, and focus on the bitches on screen." I turned my gaze to the screen in front of me, transfixed. I watched as these huge black cocks just pounded into tiny white pussies, tits dangling and bouncing. I moaned that I wanted to get fucked, I wanted black cock in me, that I was a white bitch. My hands played with my cock that barely seemed to even be there. Every jerk felt electric all over, and I was just lost in the entire situation. I heard the snap of the clasp, and Master's moan as his rush hit him. He slid into the bed next to me, and pulled my lips to him. We started to make out, hands exploring. My hands went down his sides to his thighs, and finally on a very rock hard cock. His grabbed and kneaded my chest, pulling a bit on the clamps. That sent an amazing feeling of pleasure and pain through my entirety and I moaned in his mouth. I pulled off, looking at him like he was everything to me. I started to kiss down his neck, across his chiseled chest. I licked and sucked on his nipples, getting a moan out of him. I kissed further down, across his ab, as his thick dick twinged for me, precumming. I lapped it up, like it was the only thing I could drink from now on. I slowly moved my body around so that I was kneeling in between his legs, worshipping his cock, his balls. I licked and sucked, moaning like a true bitch in heat, as I took care of my Master. I seemed to have no problems getting it all the way in my throat, taking his nearly 9" beer-can thick cock all the way down without gagging. I looked at him for approval, and was met with equal lust. As I worked his cock, I could hear his words echoing in my ears. That he knew he had found the right white boy to turn into a black cock worshipping cumslut. That he would keep me high the next few days so that he could enjoy his new hole to pound out. THat he was going to call a few of his friends over later to tag team me. That I would never be the same after this and that today was the first day of my new life. I moaned as I heard all this, as I accepted this, as I wanted this. All I cared about was this cock in front of me, wanting to feel it inside of me. The begging for wanting to get fucked came gutterly from me, as I kept on working his rod. I was even absent-mindedly fucking the plug with my other hand. "Time for you to feel your Master's big black cock. Time for you to become a gurl for me." I heard him command. He pulled himself up off the bed to grab lube. He handed me a different bottle of poppers. He then started arranging the pillows in middle of the bed. "I need you to lay on top of these pillows, and then lean down, arching your back up, legs spread." I did as Master told me. I had a full view of the screen. He was changing the porn. THis time it was of just a black guy who looked some what like my Master, and a white guy, though he was wearing stockings and a garter like me. As the actors fooled around on screen, I noticed that the white guy actually had tits, and I was actually watching a black guy with a white shemale. I was really turned on suddenly by it. I felt Master climb back on the bed, getting behind me. He adjusted me a bit to match the slight differences in height. He then pulled out the plug, which left me feeling totally empty, which I moaned as he withdrew it. "Soon enough slut, soon enough..." I heard a bottle being opened, and then the slight cold of liquid being poured around my hole. Fingers pressed in a few times, more lube. He pulled himself a bit closer, slapping my ass with his cock, rubbing it up and down and teasing my hole. I was even slightly wiggling my hips in anticipation. "Slut, it's time. First, you're going to take several heavy hits of those poppers. You stop when I say to stop, and you hold that last inhale in. Then you're going to feel me press against your hole. your Master's hole." His thick head slapped across my hole, his bitch's hole, sending a buzz through my body. "Now start huffing bitch." I exhaled, pressed the bottle to my nose and inhale slowly for a good 10-15 seconds. Let it out, did the next nostril. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. On my eighth inhale, I heard him stay stop, as the first hits started to want to take hold. I knew from experience this was gonna fuck me up, but I was in a whole different situation. I felt that head press against my hole, and I started to exhale slowly, as my ass opened up. Master's cock pushed in slowly, expanding my ass a bit more than the toys he had used on me. He slid back and forth a bit, inching further and further with each thrust. My horniess was kicking in exponentially between the slam, the molly hitting it high points, and the heavy hits of these stronger poppers Master made me us. Master pressed further and further in, with each thurst of his black rod making me moan. "That's it baby, take that cock for Master. Oh yeah this ass is tight and so good. Master's going to teach you how to use it. So good.." Master moaned, his fucking starting to get faster. He held one hand on my hips as he thrust into me. I was only able to moan out incoherent words, my brain so melted by everything in me. Faster his pounding sped up, deeper into me. I held on dearly to the bed as his fucking got stronger. I was lost in time with how long this pounding Master gave me. "Fuck me...harder...more..." I could barely utter the words, but its what my body wanted. I wanted to feel his black god cock inside me, as deep as possible, as hard as possible. I wanted to be like the stupid white bitches in the videos, because I knew in my heart, that was my fate. Fuck toy. Cock slave. White bitch for black meat. "That's what Master likes to hear. You even sound like a bitch now, so sexy my little sissy." He slowed his fucking of me and leaned down, grabbing a bit of my hair to pull my head back. He turned my head towards him, and I could see the lust in his eyes. "Now I want you to hit that bottle hard. Heavy hits. Deep hits. I'll tell you when to stop, and when I do, put down the bottle, reach back with both hands, and grab your ass. I want you to spread your cheeks so Master can deep fuck you like the bitch you are." "Yes my Master..." I moaned out, my brain overjoyed. He let go of my hair, and I took hold of the poppers once more. Master's cock was still inside me, every so slowly fucking me. I heard the bottle of lube open, the icy wetness applied by his hand to my ass and his rod. Slight burning, but I could have cared less. One deep hit, almost 10 seconds. Another deep hit, 11 seconds. Another. I hit them hard and deep as Master ordered. I was starting to almost passout at 12 hits, when Master ordered me to stop. I held the last hit, as I put the bottle down. My brain was already feeling the first few hits, but now I was seeing stars. I exhaled as I reached back, grabbing my ass. I held on dearly as the lustful waves of the poppers hit. Master pulled all the way out, wiped his cock around the lube he had squirted down my crack, spat on his cock a couple of times, and thrust back in, all the way, even deeper as before. There was a very noticeable burning sensation, but I was so lost in the poppers and chems. Master pulled back almost all the way out, spat again, and thrust even harder. Every thrust seemed to push further and further into me, and was sending me into even more of a lustful state. It felt like he was hitting my very soul, my being, with the hard pounding he was giving me. My face was buried in the bed as I moaned from his assault on my ass. I felt Master grab my head, pulling it up so that I could watch the porn on his big screen. He growled intently as he fucked my ass like a piston. "WATCH THE VIDEO YOU STUPID WHITE CUNT! THAT'S GOING TO BE YOU SOON! I'M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO FUCKING TRANNY WHORE AND SELL YOU OUT LIKE SO MANY GURLS I'VE TURNT. WHAT DO YOU SAY, WHORE?" "THANK YOU MASTER! ANYTHING YOU WANT MASTER! USE ME! FUCK ME! BREED ME! I'M A WHORE!" "WHOSE'S WHORE?" "MASTER'S WHORE!" "YES YOU ARE..." Master continued to furiously fuck my whore ass. I was lost in everything, as more drugs hit my system. Time lost all meaning. I watched countless females get fucked, guys getting fucked, gurls like me getting fucked. I laid there staring wide-eyed, twacked out, sniffing poppers, as this ebony god, this beautiful fantastic tyrant, this amazing handsome Master, fucked the ever living hell out of my pussy. Occasionally he would pull out, make me suck his cock off with his cum from breeding me, and then flip me over on my back and fuck me more. He pulled on the clamps, he'd slap my face, he'd choke me. He made me cum by fucking me and hitting my prostate. He had me so enthralled, and I loved every minute of it. At some point, I seemed to have been so far gone between everything he gave me, that I passed out. I woke up to a nearly dark room, laying in bed. A collar was placed around my neck, and I had restainsts on my wrists, though I could still move my arms. Master was sitting in a chair, watching porn, though I could barely register what was going on the screen. I was feeling very sore for the most part, slightly groggy, with a massive headache. "There's my little gurl. I was a bit worried after a bit, but you seemed to do fine." He got up from the chair, came over to the bed, and laid down next to me. "I hope you had fun, though there's more to come." My mouth responded before my brain. "As you wish my master. I am yours." My brain screamed in shock that I would say that, but the rest of me knew my place. Master leaned in near my ear, whispering "Prove it." EVen as my brain tried to tell my body to stop, I leaned over, my hand grasping Master's thick rod, and I easily took it into my mouth. Moaning, as I worshipped it. Loved it. Needed it. As I tasted his precum, my mind started to sync with my body, and I knew my place. Cock slave. Cumslut. Whore. "That's it baby, that's it. Know your place. Yes...worship that cock. Be a good gurl, make Master cum." I did as told, as good gurl. The mantra of my fate echoing in my head. My mouth was his to enjoy, to use. I was his. My fate...sealed. It didn't take long before I felt his warm cum hitting the back of my throat. I eagerly drank it down, not even letting off his cock. Once he stopped squirting this nectar, I pulled my mouth off and then became to lick his rod clean. All while moaning as this pleasured me inside. I leaned back, and looked at him for approval and next command. "I am yours." The words echoed from my mouth. "Yes, yes you are." Master said, smiling at me. I was his.

When I was still a teen I met a black man downtown. He was a bit rough and stalky, in his 40s. He asked me to come with him if I liked to smoke. I figured he meant weed and followed him down a dark alley and sat next to him on some stairs. He puts a glass pipe to my lips, lights it and tells me to hit it. After I took a big hit and he tells me to hold it in as long as I can. Even though it tasted funny I did what he said then blew it out. I felt something strange come over me, it felt real good. He told me it was crack then gave me another hit, and was hooked. I asked him for another hit and he told me to come with with him for some more. Without question I went with him deep in the hood. He took me to a dark room in an old abandoned house and barricaded us in. He lit a candle and we smoked some more rock. He gave me some kinda pill to take then he told me to strip naked. He made me hand him my clothes and lay face down on a blanket in the middle of the room. After he hid my cloths I was totally vulnerable and realized my wallet and stuff were still in my pockets. He told me I'd get them back later on as he knelt behind me feeling my butt. I hear him unbuckle his pants and pull his zipper down. I knew what was fixing to happen but I was so high too under his influence, I just submitted to him. He spits and lubes the head of his black cock as he blows out the candle. He spreads my buns, feeling my little hole he says "dang boy you's so tight it's gonna feel good tearin' it up." He puts some spit on my hole then I feel his rock hard cock pressing into my tight bud. I felt a sharp pain as his slippery head popped into my hole I told him it hurt. "Naw, it feels good, I ain't stopping. You might as well bite that blanket till you get used to it." I did as he told me and he started working his cock deeper in me. I laid my head down right on top of something that felt a used rubber. I realized he was fucking me raw and it was too late to stop it. His thrusts got stronger the deeper he got, but as the pill kicked in the pain got dulled. "boy this ass so good, i'm about to nut." He pounds away for a few more minutes then I feel him cum in my ass. I thought he was going to stop but he kept on fucking me. His nut lubed my hole good and he easily got his black cock all the way in. He pauses to whisper in my ear, "this ass mine now. you feel that big black dick?" He starts fucking my ass real good and I passed out from the pill. When I woke up I was still getting fucked and my ass was raw and hurting. I tried to look behind me but a hand pushed my head back down, and a strange voice says keep yo head down. I was being fucked by another black guy with an even bigger dick, I bit down on the blanket. "That's right boy, you know who the man is now. Take that big black dick." As he fucked me he whispers directly in my ear "You know it feel good, you love it." His words put me in his trance, "yes, sir" He starts long dicking me and nuts deep in me.

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

your stories are always great man 😉 keep writing

Recently married but far from dead

Guilty! Probably more like 2000. I would love to know the actual number. I’d also like to see who fucked me. Most of those fucks were anonymous, at gloryholes, fuck bench, dark rooms. It’s hard to see who is up your ass when your mouth is full of cock. Looking forward to the next thousand. 😜

I have no accurate number but assuming an average of 2/3 a week since I was 19, and about 30 before that… just over 2000. Had my fair share of trips to the clinic

For my entire life, I have suffered from the condition called cowardice. I knew from the age of around seven, that I was “different.” I discovered at that age I absolutely loved the scents of boys. By twelve, I knew I was gay. Being blind, I couldn’t see the other boys in the lockerroom. But, they couldn’t see me either. But, I loved the scents. I wanted to explore those scents up close and more personally, along with touching to see what they had and to taste them and their cum—I loved the taste of mine. During junior and senior high, I had four extremely overt opportunities to do what I wanted, and more. But, that cowardice took over. I didn’t go to college, another missed opportunity. However, in the mid ‘80s, I may have contracted HIV and be dead now, which might not have been an entirely bad thing. Finally, in my late ‘20s, I had my first sexual experience with a much older man. I doubt it could have been any better. I had my first bareback experience about ten years after that—I topped—and my first bottom BB fuck a couple of years later. So in short, I wish I had played with those other teenaged boys in school. I definitely wish I had experienced bareback fucking from the first, no matter the consequences. Unfortunately, I am still somewhat a coward. I hope that I’ll take advantage of any offer to fuck BB from any guy who I feel the least bit attracted. I can only hope that he comes along. Sorry for the long, rambling answer.

I did 3 mL booty bump of Tina bong water about an hour ago and I am spun out of my fucking mind now.

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yes please and thank YOU, SUPERIOR BLACK MALES. this white - no limits - sub is on-call for any and all SUPERIOR BLACK MASTERS, and or raw BLACK TOPS in (or passing thru) St Louis, Missouri ...via text @ 4158130504. submissively, russel

I was getting fucked by a poz guy once a month ( we lived in different cities)- but was fucked for hours. Then one night I saw his pa on the shelf and pointed to it and he put it on. He fucked me and fucked. Then before we met in March he had me bring a testing kit. He had invited several people over and when I tested poz we had a great evening celebrating. But I never got the flu at all. Have no idea why and if I had not taken the test would have never known I was pox. as had been said- different for everyone.

The thought that afterwards my body could get infected and this little faggot’s life would change for the better forever

1k would be the minimum number of cocks in my hole. I've probably been fucked by a mile worth of dick.

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

I personally love hairy asses, so I keep mine hairy too. But when I encounter a smooth hole, I dive right in with my face and tongue regardless because I just can't help myself. 😈

"He died doing what he loved."

Why don't you just keep looking for a string of brutes to fuck your throat senseless for years to come and if one happens to choke you out and you die, well then at least you've had the thrill of experiencing hundreds of others along the way. 😛 Same end result but more fun along the way.

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

I agree 100%! It may excite some people but consent is and should be the most important thing when it comes to sex.

Inwas in a sauna once with a bloke kneeling in front of me sucking my cock. At the time a guy slid his dick up my cummy arse, both doing this at the same time. I had poppers, it was great, but seriously,when a bloke came in and started kissing me deep, i instantly was more turned on and came buckets down the gobblers throat. The kissing did make a difference tbh.

I love it all as well but the ultimate is when he cums inside me and I know it. It’s the completion of the act. It makes me feel complete.

I have been kind of afraid to post anything here because I feel that a lot of people will judge and have a bad reaction. I was raped when I was 8 years old by a guy that was 32. Even though my first experience with him was horrible, I went back everyday to his house knowing exactly what was going to happen. I never remember asking him to stop. Our relationship lasted until I was 15 and he passed away in a car accident. I am 19 now, and I miss him everyday. I would go back to that point in time in a heartbeat and redo it all.

If that's what you like or what you need, so be it. I would never be with anyone who would hit me. It's better to be alone.