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Chapter 6 There were about six booths in total, all with doors ajar expect one. I didn't know if the sex sounds were guys in the booth or from the porn playing. A tall handsome 30 something guy was leaning against a wall scrolling through his phone. Looking up he caught my eye and motioned for me to move closer. He opened his jeans showing me his beautiful big seven inch hardon with the most awesome upward curve. He pointed to an open booth with his eyes and we were inside before I could think. His pants were around his knees and I was kneeling on the floor with his cock in my mouth. I worked it for a while and his balls were pulling up nice and tight when he lifted me up and told me he wanted to fuck me. Once again, without thinking, I turned around, bent over, and his raw cock was pushing into me with only spit for lube. The danger of the situation only dawned on me when he bottomed out. My mind raced; 'Fuck! Yet another stranger fucking me bareback. And I didn't asked him a thing. This has to stop.' But his cock felt so good hitting my prostate I found I couldn't open my mouth or pull away. After a moment or two he pulled away and started to pull up his pants. I asked why he was leaving. "I just bred your ass man. Thanks " I checked with my finger and sure enough my hole was sloppy. When I was back in my clothes and leaving the booth two men in their 50's came into the booth area. The tallest of them pushed me back inside. He reached into the back of my jeans and finding my hole wet spun me around, dropped my pants and started fucking me with his small cock. Within seven pumps he was loading my guts. He left and without a word his friend stepped in and picked up where he had left off, accept this guy had a medium thick eleven inch man meat. My mind kept screaming 'get the fuck out of here, another stranger's in in you raw, what the fuck is the matter with you?" But my ass just kept pushing back and welcoming his pistonning action. He lasted about ten minutes before I could hear his soft moans. From the twitching I knew I was getting filled by yet another stranger. As I was proceeding to leave the store the young guy behind the counter winked and asked if I'd had a good time. "The wet spot at the ass of your shorts makes me think you did." I blushed back at him and noticed just how sexy he was. Rough looking, scruffy beard, slim sinewy shoulders exposed by a wife beater t. Lots of tattoos on his arms and shoulders. "There's usually a lull at this time of day. Why don't you come back here and help me pass the time." "No, I really should get going, but thanks." "Awe, I get it, such a good boy" he teased. That's when my brain flipped and I remembered my pact with myself. "Fuck it" I said, "sure." His pants were already off when I got behind the counter. I fumbled to get out of mine as his average seven inch cock slid deep down my throat. I froze when I heard the front door bell announce new arrivals. His hands just kept working my head so I silently kept sucking as he also proceeded to serve the two customers. They immediately headed for the back room booths. I took a closer look at the tattoo on the clerk's left thigh ... a scorpion poised to sting! I came out of my shocked daze and realized he was talking to me, "I'm ready to fuck you now, bend over this stool." And I did! His raw cock had no trouble entering my well lubricated hole and my brain was screaming, 'AGAIN?!'

/Short Update cause I've been busy/ After examining my body, Isaak told Vance and Al that he's going to get ready for tonight's event. "He's going to stay here for a bit as payment, how bout that?" "I've got some guys coming in later so Al, it's Al yours!' The guys chuckled and Al came up to me and held my head, tonguing me immediately. "Mhmm. What am I going to do with you?" "Listen boy, Vance and Al are going to send you back later. They're coming tonight. Hope you enjoy today & don't forget to drink some water." Isaak snatched me from Vance and spit in my mouth, kissing me and stroking my neck. He then left. "Seems like you're going to wait for my high VL dick tonight boy. Don't worry. It'll all be worth it." Vance smirked at me. "Now what am I going to do with you now, slut? Boy's a bit too much for now. You seem like a slut and you'll act like one. Right?" "Certainly, Sir. "Good, Slut." Vance attached a studed collar that had a leash on me with a pair of wristbands and ankle bands. I had to wear a black leather jock with a zip and also a pair of kneeguards. "You're going to crawl now, Slut." Al held the leash and led me outside. The store, despite being in a basement, had a large floor area as it was located in a rundown loft. Shabby fluorescent lights hung above the corridor and there were numbered doors on each side. It seemed like a labyrinth when I crawled with Al. Finally, I looked up to a door that said #34. "We also run a storage facility. Most of the items stored are just these weird shit we do that most guys won't dare to admit. Closeted, Married, Discreet, who cares? As long as we're making a buck, that's all that matters." Welcome to America, I thought. "This room though, is my own personal space. It has AC and plumbing. So it's going to be great for us." In the past few days, I've seen more kinds of slings than the porn I've watched during my youth. Discovering all these items and the effort put into it, with high accuracy and details made me appreciate and realize how accepted my intrusive urges were. The anxiety that I've once kept had metamorphosed into an insatiable lust that gave me a purpose. The sling in Room 34 was attached to a wall, with red LED lights circling the room. An open cabinet displaying the paraphernalia Al owned was by the door. Inside, like Isaak's, all kinds of toys were there. But Al's were metal. Al slide opened a drawer below and took out a gas mask for me to wear. It had a tube connected to a sort of bong. "Fun time begins now, slut." Before putting it on me, I was hoisted into the sling, legs spread wider than before. Clicks on the bands made my limbs locked. Once the mask was put on, Al grinned more than usual. Al took off his clothes and I can now see how hot he was. At 5'11, he had a bear body that was built and a shaved head. His beard was fury, as was his chest. He had a septum piercing and his thighs were huge. As he turned his back to prepare our session, I could see a huge scorpion tat on his back, with the stinger trailing down to his ass. The head of the scorpion, close to his neck had a biohazard logo. Fucking hot was all I could think off. He then connected the tube of my mask to a bong. T was added and I then heard the lighter nozzle triggered. "Let's relax first, slut." Inhale, exhale, the same rush flowed me again. Al was softer than Isaak with me. He started to then lather my now smooth body with a kind of oil, exciting each of my neurons. "You know...this isn't just for me. I've actually been given the task to stretch you up for tonight. So I hope you're ready, slut cause we need to gape that hole of yours to keep in all of our juice." I was ready to have his arm in me if that was the case. Nothing mattered more than being the center of attention tonight. "I'm sure the T has loosen you up a bit, so let's get down to business." Al first caressed my ass, and then brushed my hole with his fingers. I could only yelp moans and pleas for him to give me more. A finger was then inserted into me and Al smiled, pulling out to show how shiny his index finger was. "You still have some cum, excellent." Without warning, he dived into my hole, rimming me as I felt his beard around my hole. His tongue pushed deep into me, savoring each drop that my cumload ass could give. He was devouring me and I could only moan as the T was continuously flowing. Al came up to me, took off my mask momentarily and fed me. "Fucking delicious, slut. Good fucking slut." I could only utter Thank You in my spun stated. "Next step." Al put on a glove on his right hand and dipped it into a jar. Slowly, he began to push his fingers, one by one until his fist could fit into me. I felt full but complete again. "You're doing amazing slut. I'm going to go in now ok? Breathe in." I took my breath in and his arm began to intrude my hole. "Fuck, slut, already halfway in. This is an easy job." It was more than halfway in. His bicep was almost going in and I didn't protest. It felt fucking great to have him in me. "Now, in and out we go." At this point I screamed and felt his arm thrusting in and out of me. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure that I would not forget. As I was stretched, Al was also smoking the T and he mentioned that he's been partying for a few days now. "I got to relieve myself soon, slut. Want some?" "Yes, Sir. Please use me." Al was smirking again. Something about the way he smirked that arches his mustache turned me on. He got up from his stool and came back with a tunnel plug. Inserting it was hard at first as I tried to control my hole but with how spun I was, it popped in smoothly after 3 tries. I could then feel my hole exposed to the air with the diameter of the plug being as big as a hockey puck. "Fun time's now!" Vance exclaimed as he stood and pissed into me. All those chem now in me, increasing my inebriated state. "God, I wish I wasn't done with you but we got to go soon." I didn't realize how fast time had passed. Vance then barged in and applauded as he saw us. "Nice work, buddy. You ready to leave soon?" Al replaced the tunnel with a tail butt plug and changed the gas mask with a pup mask. The jock was also now nylon with the word "cumcump bitch" on the band behind. "You're not a slut tonight, you're a cumdump bitch." I was too high to care but even if I did, I would've allowed it as slowly, I'm embracing my pig side that I never once knew I had.

Out doing morning errands, I had to stop by Home Depot for a couple of things. This was the H.D. on Sunrise & 4th in Ft. L. In the power tools aisle, a store employee actually propositioned me - said his break was in 10 minutes, and to meet him in the men's room. I was stunned/interested/flattered all at the same time. Now. I've never been arrested for wanton Breeding in all my years of being a sexual Pig. I go to places like private fuckclubs, bars that pay off the cops or are owned by politically connected guys. Yes, I've fucked in parks (where there were plenty of ways to get away, just in case). But I've never been propositioned in a retail store. Cruised, yes. Propositioned for sex right in the store, no. Yes, it's cooler weather here, and I wore jeans this morning. Obviously, a pair of 501's is more - oh - enticing than cargo shorts. This employee was a good-looking guy, but had that apron on that covered most of his torso/crotch, so I couldn't see anything re: the goods. The john at this particular H.D. is well-known for cruising, and my warning hackles went up right away. But, it was exciting too. So, of course I went to the john a few minutes later. Shortly the guy came in, walked right over to me and wanted me to follow him to a restricted area where the stock is kept - not the public store area. He said this with complete nonchalance, as though he was asking for a light or some pocket change. Led me to an area behind some large boxes - appliances, maybe. He knelt down, unbuttoned the jeans, and started to suck my Cock. A moment later he took out his phone and texted - which almost made me ditch in a hurry. He looked up and smiled, said he was just texting another employee. Started sucking my Cock again. A few minutes later another guy showed up and joined the Cocksucker on his knees. They both wanted to get fucked, but I drew the line on that one. I did give the first one my number though - he said they'd be over later on in the afternoon. I find it hard to believe that a large company like Home Depot will allow this behavior, and I'm just too way wary of getting tossed in the clink. Maybe they'll be over later on, maybe not. But it was really cool to get a couple of hot Cocksuckers on my Cock for a few minutes. Scary, but thrilling !!!

Whore 7 – A Continuation My body was on fire as three pairs rough hands wandered over my skin and explored my body. Reaching the edge, I felt the leather against my ass and I was placed on the sling. Quickly, boy and puppy pulled me in and I moaned, feeling the soft leather hide mold itself to my muscled back. My arms were restrained by boy. Not to be left out, cunt grabbed my booted feet and slipped the straps around my ankles, completely exposing my plugged cunt. “That’s how I like em,” Daddy growled, pulling on his cock. Pulling out three pre-filled rigs from a metal box, Daddy handed one to puppy and one to boy. “Go on, I want everyone flying...” he ordered. Falling to their knees, puppy and boy eagerly took them, each tying the tourniquet on the other’s muscled bicep in preparation of the slam. Smiling, he held up the other which was obviously a larger dose. With a moan, cunt scrambled to Daddy’s feet... his head slipping between Daddy’s crotch and resting against my cunt lips. Taking Daddy’s cock in his mouth, “Please...” cunt mumbled. Looking up at me, Daddy handed the rig to cunt. “This cunt here, is a fucking crystal pig whore. His tolerance is high but he works it off in trade with my supplier.” “Ah, shit!” I growled, feeling my cunt lips pulsing against cunt’s smooth skull. “Slam it, puppy and then prep whore here. Don’t worry, whore. You will be trained to slam yourself soon enough.” Daddy chuckled, prepping himself. “You see, Max prepared a dossier on you... your training, modifications and suggestions as to the next steps.” I began to tremble with excitement... my body causing the chains to rattle loudly. “Fuck yes!” I groaned. With a growl, puppy stood, moved to my side and grabbed a rubber strap... tying it tightly around my bicep. Then with an evil smile, he stepped back into full view. Slowly, he removed the cap and placed the needle to his vein and drew a register. I inhaled deeply and slowly released my breath while the red tinged contents flowed into puppy. A look of erotic pleasure came over his face. He came forward and placed the red pin-pricked skin against my lips. “Taste my slam, whore.” he offered and my tongue reached into his inner elbow, lapping up the sweat covered site. “Ready whore?” puppy grunted. Prepping my arm, he took the orange cap off with his teeth and spit it out, landing on my torso. “Yes, please puppy!” I begged, seeing the orange cap nestled in the deep fold of my abs. “On the count of three,” Daddy ordered. “One” I felt the sharp prick and the needle struck my vein... “Two” I held my breath, watching my blood mix with the chem filled syringe... “Three” I gasped as puppy slammed me and released the strap. The contents rushed through my body. Moans filled the air as Daddy, boy and cunt had simultaneously slammed with me. My skin was alive! I could feel every muscle tense as the hunger in my cunt took over. My cunt lips began to pulse against cunt’s skull, seemingly wanting it to enter and fill me completely. Daddy pushed cunt aside. “Shit yes!” I moaned, knowing what was next. With his left hand grasping my cuntplug, Daddy pulled it out and began roughly playing with my pulsing cunt lips with his fingers. “Hmm... two whores now...” Daddy chuckled, looking at me and then down to cunt. “Fuck yes!” I growled, feeling my gaped cunt and the chems rushing through my veins. Holding my caged cock and sac in his other hand, his fingers continued to work their way around my now quivering cunt lips without entering me. All I could think about was that I needed to serve this man... I was his. “Fuck me Daddy!” I pleaded. His right hand released my caged cock and moved across my hard abs to my ringed left tit and grabbed it tightly with his fingernails. “FUCK! YESSSS! HARDER!” I moaned, the pain surging down into my cunt. “Good whore,” Daddy chuckled and gripped it tighter, causing me to inhale deeply and hold my breath. “Pig tits?” Daddy chuckled at cunt. “MMMMMM...” cunt nodded at boy suckling on his swollen tit. “What do you think boy?” “Yes Daddy, pig tits...” boy growled, chewing on cunt’s tit... it was obvious boy loved tits. “So be it...” Daddy stated matter-of-factly and pushed hips strong hips forward. That’s when I felt it... Daddy’s ringed cock working its way past my cunt lips. In one fell swoop, my body accepted him and I felt his PA scrape the walls of my cunt, sending electric currents through my prostate. His cock continued to increase in girth and my cunt began to ache in hunger. “Goddamn Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your whore!” Daddy began to slowly fuck me until he found his rhythm, all the while forcing himself deeper inside me with steady strokes. I began to buck and urge him on. I looked up at the man who now owned me in awe. I was an empty vessel to be filled by cock and anything else he desired. Impaling his hard shaft into my cunt over and over, he ploughed on. With each pounding, my moans grew louder and I begged for more. Every inch of his veined shaft slid past my throbbing cunt lips. Daddy continued pile-driving me... stretching my cunt open with an increased intensity until I couldn’t hold myself back and my cunt walls spasmed in an explosion of sexual release. “MUTHERFUCKERRRRR!” I cried out from the pleasure Daddy’s cock was giving me. As I felt the waves of the anal orgasm, Daddy slammed one final time into me and I felt his cock release a geyser of cum inside me. “Take it whore! Daddy’s now part of you.” he roared, slamming his crotch against me. I felt the torrent pour into me and my cunt took in the nourishment... I was now filled with my Daddy. We remained like that for a bit... my cunt impaled on Daddy’s cock until his cock began to soften. Withdrawing his cock, Daddy moved forward to my face and stared directly into my eyes. There was no need to say more... My tongue reached out to the slime-covered cock. Taking it into my warm mouth, I began to clean the shaft covered in his cum and my cunt juices... all the while locking my dilated eyes with his in a show of submission. Daddy grunted, moved in closer and his cockhead settled down my throat. A river of chempiss began to flow out of his cock. Quickly, I latched myself against the shaft and opened my throat to take the hot acrid contents of my owner’s bladder. Daddy motioned puppy, boy and cunt to join us as the flow continued until I felt it ease. As Daddy withdrew his cock, he wiped the remaining drops of saliva against my lips and puppy took it in his mouth. Quickly, boy began to lap and chew at my cunt lips and feed on the leaking juices while cunt dropped to all fours and went for the puddle of my cunt juices and Daddy’s cum on the dungeon floor. “SHIT YEAH!” I yelled from the pleasure boy was producing on my cunt lips. “Welcome home, whore.” Daddy snarled and pushed puppy off his cock and towards me. “Have at, puppy.” He chuckled and moved to the leather chair placed prominently in the room with a view of the entire dungeon. “Shit yeah!” puppy laughed. “You two, release him.” They moved quickly, boy releasing my wrists... cunt my ankles and they lifted me off the sweat covered leather sling. Steadying myself with the help of boy, cunt crawled off to Daddy who was holding a kelly-green swimmers jock. Grabbing it with his teeth, cunt crawled back to me, rose to his haunches and held the jock in front of me. Seeing it significance, “Shit yes,” I moaned and stepped into it. Looking to the mirrored wall, I watched cunt slide it over my tatted muscular thighs and cover my caged cock with the soft mesh pouch... the outline of my metal cage prominently showing. There was no doubt that my cock was off limits. “God damn sexy whore,” cunt growled, taking a hit from a shard packed pipe. Moaning, I leaned in to take in the thick clouds escaping his mouthcunt. Yes... it was a mouthcunt, I somehow knew it. Our lips met and we began to devour each other as our hands explored each other’s modified body. My hands worked over cunt’s smooth muscular body, knowing he had experienced the same process I had been subjected to. Releasing cunt’s lips, I moved down to his beautiful pecs and made my way to a thick tit and took it in... wanting to feed on it. “Fuck yeah, whore. Pig tits,” cunt groaned, grabbed my head and shoved it against his pec. “Soon, whore... soon,” he growled, reminding me of Daddy’s order. Working past his eight-pack, my hands felt the huge bulge encased in the stretched out yellow mesh pouch. My fingers slipped under the fabric and I moaned at the incredible feeling of the fullness of his smooth melon-sized sac. My thumbs went to his shriveled flaccid cock resting above the sac and I began to flick it. “Crystal dick...fuckin love it!” I moaned, knowing that my own cock was also useless. “A fucking pair, huh?” cunt laughed and kissed the top of my head. “MMMM...” I chuckled and bit down harder on the tit. My hands moved around his waist to his ass cheeks, continuing to explore his incredible body. “Holy fuck!” I moaned, feeling cunt’s thick engorged cunt lips. Turning him around, I pulled him down to his knees and shoved his legs apart to expose a bloated mound of flesh. My fingers explored the cratered mass of wet slimy cunt lips protruding over two inches. As the chem fueled lust within went into overdrive, I fed on the dripping cunt juices leaking from his beautiful rosebud... Juices his cunt now produced... a product of the piss, cum and sweat from all the men he had serviced. “Fucking hungry whore,” Daddy laughed. Behind me, I felt puppy’s uncut cock invade my cunt in one long lunge. “Take it whore!” he growled... the root of his shaft now wrapped around my cunt lips. Soon the pistoning began... I closed my eyes and pushed back to meet every thrust. “You like that whore?” All I could do was moan as I relentlessly took every fuck stroke to the hilt. With each lunge, we grunted in unison. He was insatiable... he continued on. I concentrated on the hunger in my cunt until, out of the blue, I felt a slick tongue against my face. It was boy... Grabbing my face, he slurped up the viscous slime I had fed on in a chem-fueled lust. Greedily, I tongued boy’s sweaty face. “Ah Man! Love this shit!” I growled, again tasting cunt on boy’s face. My alpha’s cock moved back and forth across my prostate as his movement began to quicken. Grabbing the back of my harness, he pulled me up against his pecs while continuing to pump my cunt. I could feel puppy hard tits on my back as I looked on at boy now feeding on cunt’s rosebud. Feeling puppy ready to feed my cunt, I reached back around puppy’s thighs and pulled him tightly against me. “Not yet whore.” puppy grunted in my ear, trying to make our first fuck last. “Please!” I begged and willed my cunt lips to milk his shaft until I felt puppy’s breath quicken and release his load inside me. “Take it whore!” he cried out, releasing his chemmed-up cum inside me and we fell to the pool of piss and sweat on the dungeon floor.

We were the twinky frat bois at uni; Jake, Brad, Zack and Dom (he lived up to his name). The other guys wanted a piece of our shredded bodies but they didn't get any - why should they! We we're the best looking guys and we were two sets of boyfiends. Although we were two pairs of boyfiends (Jake /Brad and Dom/Zack) we all fucked each other - and loved to do it in front of others at the bath house. ALWAYS raw. It was safe though because we only played with each other. Guys came up to us at the bath house and we loved the attention but always turned them down. All was well until one day this huge, hairy, muscled as fuck, tatted bear swaggered into the sauna and walked straight passed out cabin (which had the door open so lads could see what they were missing) and went to the bar. We went out and bought drinks - just really wanting a look. He caught a glance of us when he was turning the page of his magazine but much to our annoyance kept reading. We left without our usual euphoria that day but by next week were ready for our play session. We played for a bit and then decided to take a break and head to the bar. As we were walking along the corridor we saw him. Again he didn't acknowledge us, head held high. My other half Brad plucked up the courage to say; "hey wanna play". He looked around and said "normally only play with real men but that Zack looks fit and hungry by the look in his eyes". Zack replied "oh sir, I'd do anything". The bear smiled and said "that's more like it - you mean anything? Like a raw breeding session". Zack said "oh yes sir" but glanced at Dom. The bear said "good boy". Dom was like "its cool - poz guys don't look as good as you so yeh use his ass". The bear chuckled and dropped his towel reveal a huge thick cock. "You sure you want this WEAPON in you?". Zack replied "Oh yes sir, please sir". We went back to the cabin where Zack lubed up and knelt to suck on the bears mighty cock. While he sucked Dom lubed and fingered Zack's hole and then the bear pushed him back onto the mattress and slid his cock slowly but firmly into Zack's hole. Zack moaned - this is amazing, you completely fill me. The bear replied "yeh, a proper man inside you, making you mine". Zack moaned "yes, make me yours". The bear picked up the pace and pounded Zack. Dom turned to me and said "right Jake I'm fucking you" . I lubed my hole and kissed him and then as he lay down i slid onto his cock. The bear started growling and shouted "here it cums boy I'm making you mine". Zack sighed "yes, i can feel your cock grow in me - shoot raw inside me". The bear grunted and moaned and pinned Zack down. Until he lay down on top of Zack. I could feel Dom swell inside me and then he groaned as he shot a huge load in my hole. We kissed and cuddled for a bit then showered off. Brad who'd watched all of this was like "your getting my load when we get home Jake - I need to bust my nut". I hungrily agreed and said i needed his cock in me and that I also couldn't wait for next week to play with Dom and Zack again!

I met this 20 year old guy Saturday. We went to my house and started to get hot and heavy. He played with my Ass and got ready to fuck me. He put in a condom and his erection went soft. I said take it off. He did and I sucked him hard . I then guided it in bare. He said that was a wonderful feeling as he had fucked girls with a condom only. After a few minutes he said he was going to cum. I just pulled him close so all his cum went in me. When he was done he said it was a wonderful experience he had never felt before. I said any time you want to repeat it let be know

Never more than a week. I crave cock, cum, and ass too much!

Oh guys I love this, been a smoker since I was 13, there’s just something so right and manly about smoking. I’m instantly attracted to a man confidenty holding his cig, unapologetic pure pleasure. I’ve been lucky to have experienced some hot smoking scenes, including getting fed through a gasmask. Smoke and sex just go hand in hand for me.

Halloween night. I had spent the previous few weeks helping build props for an outdoor haunted display. I was asked to help by a former fuck buddy who knew me as being fairly handy with tools and electrical work. Halloween evening the display opened and people could go through. It ran until 10PM. Afterwards came cleanup. We got the more fragile mechanical items taken care of and most people left and some of us stayed to start disassembling the larger scenery. My buddy lead me to a wooded section with a picnic table that had been part of the tour. It was dark of course, but we could hear a couple of people already there obviously having sex. From the moans you could tell it was a male and female. Come to find out they were friends of my buddy and they thought it would be hot to have sex in front of us while we did it as well. It was pretty hot, and I was turned on and certainly not going to argue. I rubbed the front of his jeans and he was ready to go. It was hard to see, but you could see enough to know she was bent over the pjcnic table with her sweatshirt pulled up and tits out and jeans pulled down, and her guy was fucking her from behind. I unzipped my buddy's cock and bent over to lick the head, and got a nice taste of precum. I dropped my jeans and boxer-briefs and joined her bent over the table. My buddy rubbed his cock head over my opening, from the wetness I'm pretty sure he spit on his cock for lube, and then worked his way in. My moans and gasps as he worked in definitely rivaled hers as she was getting fucked. Then he started fucking me, getting in synch with his friend fucking the girl. We fucked like that for several minutes, and damn it was hot! The guy finally came in his girl. I don't know if they were bare or not. I was pushing back against my buddy as he pushed in to me, and he finally came in me. When he pulled out I made a show of cleaning his cock. We all got our clothes back on and walked out of the woods together. I have to say it was a pretty hot public encounter for me. I had only ever done it before semi-around other people in parking lots of gay bars. It would have been more interesting if it had been two guys fucking with us because of the possibilities, but we definitely worked off of each other's lust watching and hearing each other. Plus the chance of getting caught made it even hotter.

Chapter 5 Me: "Don't ... cum ..." Ginger bear: " To ... fu ...ckin ... late ... I'm fillin your ass now .... you're full of toxic cum now for sure ! Me: "What the fuck man! Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" Him: "You didn't ask. Besides you took all those loads earlier, no questions asked. " Me: "Shit! I gotta get out of here." I ran down the stairs, pulled on my clothes, pulled my bike from his truck and desperately road toward home and my old life. Halfway home I stopped and sat on a park bench to see if I could clear my frantic brain. Just yesterday I had been so innocent and a virgin. I hadn't even watched porn let alone considered allowing a freshly pozed guy stick his raw cock in my ass. Of course I had already bred him. Then in the sensual intoxication of the ginger bear I had let five guys breed me. Without a question let them slip their raw cocks into me and dump their loads. Where had my common sense gone?Then to go home with the bear and proceed to let him tear my inexperienced ass apart and announce to late he was dumping an undetectable poz load. 'Holy fuckin shit! I'm sitting here within one day with six loads in my guts and at least one of them could be pozing me right this very moment. I've never been so fuckin frightened in my entire life, yet there is no denying I'm boned up and hornier than hell. Fuck it!' I hoped on my bike and rode back to the woods. There were far fewer cars and hardly any guys left on the trails; but, there were enough that I kept playing and taking loads until the sun was starting to come up. Riding home I promised myself I would find the closest sexual health clinic and figure out what could be done at this stage. My plan was thwarted by my distraught parents who grounded me for the fright I had given them by staying out all night without letting them know I was okay. They also gave me a list of chores long enough to choke a giraffe. Three days later I had still not been able to get to a clinic and I was hornier than a breeding bull moose. Remembering some of the porn I'd continued to watch I decided to check out an Adult book store. The clerk behind the counter checked my I.D. and gave me a quick verbal tour of the store. He was sure to let me know about the door leading to the porn booths and sold me the requisite number of tokens. I made a pretense of looking at books and magazines but essentially beelined to the inviting door.

Part 1 – The Urinal The boy moaned as I shoved my full 10 inches into his ass in one go, my pubes briefly mingling with the sparse hairs around his hole before I completely pulled out and violated his pussy again and again, quickly building up a brutal pace. I could tell he was in fag heaven: completely tweaked out, on all fours, with a hung aggressive brute beating up his cunt and choking him with big, muscular arms. “You like that, don’t you baby?” “Yes daddy!” “You like being my little bitch, don’t you?” “Y-yes daddy!” “Daddy’s going to use you however he wants, isn’t that right?” “Yes daddy, whatever you want.” I didn’t need to wait for his responses to know what he was going to say. I’ve seen the kid around in bars and clubs recently, his lean body, captivating smile, and early 20s charm ensuring he never went home alone. I’d often see him entering a bathroom with a guy or two, exiting some time later with his hair completely disheveled and eyes unable to focus. The whore was obviously trading his hole for drugs. “Daddy’s gonna pimp you out to his friends. You want that, don’t you? Daddy’s gonna feed you drugs and cum nonstop. Daddy’s gonna fuck you up. Fuck you up real bad.” He didn’t seem to believe me. Or at least he didn’t understand what I meant, despite the hard slaps to the face that left his poppers-addled head ringing. Despite the red imprint my hands left on his neck trying to get a tighter fit in his throat while I fucked it raw. All his whore mind cared about was the cock that just started seeding his pathetic cunt and the drugs pumping through his system. He didn’t really understand that I would wreck his worthless hole beyond recognition, that I would break both his body and his mind. “Yes daddy,” he said. “Please fuck me up! Please make me your whore!” The whore must be new in town. How else could I explain the complete trust he had in me when I guided his naked teenage body through that seedy sex club by a leash several hours later? Had he actually been from around here, he might have known to avoid me, just like the other boys learned to do the hard way. Excited at first to go home with a hung, muscular, bearded hunk, they soon learn they’re getting more than they bargained for. None of them left my place without bruises. One faggot I even sent home with a concussion, beating his face mercilessly when he tried to pull his mouth off my dick, my shaft blocking any access to oxygen. The word soon spread, and it became difficult to lure a hole back to my place for any form of release. No matter. I would tell them to wait for me in the alley with their asses out, or else. Most complied, excited by the thought of being nothing but a hole for a rough fucker to use. Only one entitled little black twink dared to tell me to fuck off before turning around and rejoining his group of friends. At that moment, I was faced with a choice: let it go, and see my authority and control over these pathetic cunts diminish, or teach him – and everyone else by extension – that saying no was simply not an option. I watched him the next several times I went out, patiently waiting for a moment to teach the bitch a lesson. On a snowy night a week later, I cornered him in a dark alley near the bar with two other fuckers who wanted in on the action. A flash of recognition spread across his face as he saw me, and he quickly turned to run. My friends grabbed him and held his arms behind his back, bringing him back to face me. “You’ll pay for what you said the other night, cunt. Nobody disrespects me like that.” “I’m sorry man! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know! Please! I won’t do it again!” “It’s too late for that, you little piece of shit.” “Please” he said as he started struggling against the men holding him. Normally, I would find his attempts to resist cute – an adorable attempt to prevent the inevitable. Tonight, it was just another insult. A punch to the guts and kick to the balls later, the bitch was on the ground, writhing in pain as we ripped his clothes off him and flipped him onto his stomach. I spat on my dick, lined it up with his hole and started pushing in, my friends slapping the bitch with every “no” and “please” that came from his mouth. “There’s no way to stop this, bitch. You brought this on yourself.” A brutal fuck ensued, with the three of us dumping multiple loads into the abused cunt. Soon he just stopped resisting, and lay there limp – except for the occasional shiver – waiting for it to pass. After I dumped my final load into him, I quietly whispered into his ear: “You got off lucky tonight cunt. Disrespect me like that again, and something much worse will be waiting for you.” Shaking from the cold, sobbing, and destroyed, he barely managed a slight nod through the tears. For good measure, the three of us pissed on him and took his clothes with us, leaving him wet and naked on that freezing winter night. “Good luck getting home with no money, bitch.” I saw him again at the club a few days later. Try as he might to avoid my gaze, our eyes met for a brief second. I motioned to the exit, got up, and walked out of the club into the back alley. He came out just a few seconds later, pulled his pants down, and stuck his ass out without a word. Nobody dared refuse me after that. Luckily for my whore tonight, it had never come to that. He smiled sheepishly as the men in the sex club started inspecting his body, and it didn’t take long before one of them had his cock buried in the boy’s guts, quickly pumping out a load before being replaced by another. The slut seemed to be enjoying himself, smiling at the attention and moaning as each new dick bathed his insides in cum. After the fifth load, I decided he had had enough fun. I had other plans for him “With me, boy!” I said, as I tugged on his leash. Picking up my bag, I led him to the toilets, a large room with a raised urinal trough and stalls lining the walls, the floor wet with piss. “Put these on,” I barked at the whore as I threw him a set of wrist and ankle cuffs. He quickly obliged. “Kneel!” I said, and so he did, kneeling on all fours in front of the urinal. I attached his ankles and wrists to the chain clasps bolted into the concrete floor. I pulled out a mask with two tubes sticking out of it from my bag, and covered his head, careful to put the fatter end of one of the tubes into his mouth, stifling his confused objections. I then unscrewed the drainpipe leading out of the urinal, replacing it with the other end of the tube. The second tube was shorter, and just hung from the mask. I took a step back to admire my handiwork. My whore looked perfect. The tube connecting his mouth to the drain was already being filled with piss from the urinal, while his unfocused eyes, normally visible through the glass visor, were quickly obscured by the cigarette, weed, and meth smoke mercilessly blown in by strangers through the other tube, robbing the bitch of any fresh air. It didn’t take long for the first anonymous dick to find its way up the whore’s cunt. To say the bitch was fed only piss for the next several hours would be an understatement. It became a running joke to “do a line with the bathroom bitch”. Men would walk in, prepare lines for themselves and their friends to snort, and dump the last line into the urinal as part of the whore’s urine cocktail. Meth, coke, ketamine, MDMA… it was difficult to keep track of the chemicals that disappeared down the whore tube. Some of the men would ash their cigarettes and spit loogies into the trough, while others would bend over and push several loads out their asses for the slut to eat. Every once in a while, a stray pube found its way down the drain. The bitch was probably too high to even register what was going on at this point. Even if his body tried to get rid of the chemicals the normal way – vomiting – it would just be pushed back into the tube and he’d have to drink it up again. I could imagine the boy was in considerable pain: his sore, puffy, tender cunt, was constantly leaking cum and reduced to an unrecognizable mess by the relentless assault of dick after dick. His knees and palms were covered in cuts and bruises from the friction against the concrete floor. The pool of piss, dirt, and sweat around him must have been stinging those open wounds. Not that he could voice any complaints. The tube in his mouth widened into a ball at its end, completely gagging the bitch and reducing all screams into muffled grunts, moans and coughs gargled out of the urinal drain. When I finally felt the boy had had enough piss, I took the mask off his face and pulled the tube from his mouth, replacing it with a mouth spreader. Grabbing a fistful of his hair with one hand, I put my fully hard dick into his mouth and started sliding it in, pushing past the entrance of his throat until I was completely buried inside him. I went down on my knees and - not wanting to kneel on the uncomfortable floor - rested them on the whore’s knuckles. The whore’s screams were muffled by the 10 inches lodged in his throat, protesting as I painfully crushed his hands into the concrete floor below. With my other hand, I plugged his nose, waiting for the pain in his eyes to be replaced by panic from the lack of oxygen. I didn’t have to wait long - soon his eyes were darting left and right as he frantically tried to pull himself off my dick. I held on just a bit longer: waiting until he was just seconds away from passing out. Waiting for him to truly start fearing for his pathetic life. That’s when I started mercilessly facefucking the bitch. Letting go of his nose and holding his head in place with both hands, I quickly built up a rough pace, my knees grinding his already cut up palms into the filthy ground. The bitch only had a fraction of a second to gasp at the oxygen he desperately needed before my shaft plugged his throat again and again. Within seconds he started puking. Strangers’ piss gushed out of his mouth and nostrils in spurts, coating my dick with piss, throat slime, and the pubes that found their way down his whore throat. I slowed down for just a second, pulling his head back in until his nose was buried in my pubes, and forcing him to breathe in the stench of his stomach contents. He puked again directly into my crotch, and accidentally inhaled the urine. He started coughing, and my dick twitched at the thought of his lungs drowning in the chem piss that was in his stomach just a moment before. I resumed my brutal fuck, watching as the fountain of piss escaping his mouth grew smaller and smaller until he was retching nothing but air. Then I slammed my dick into him one last time, grinding his face into my pubes as I deposited a load straight down his gullet. Slowly, I pulled out. The hoarse breathing and coughing coming from the bitch told me his throat had been fucked raw. His bloodshot eyes drooped shut as tears and snot mixed with the drool hanging off his chin. I got up off the whore’s hands, lifting his face to mine so I could breathe in the piss-coated haze wafting from his mouth with every exhale. But I wasn’t finished yet. Motioning to another guy beside me to hold his head up by his hair, I pulled his eyelids open and let loose a torrent of piss straight into eyes, eliciting another raspy scream as he tried in vain to escape. As the torrent slowed to a stream, and then a trickle, I looked to his ass, realizing that I had been completely ignoring his other hole since we were back at my place. Yet another stranger was adding his load to the who-knows how many were already inside. I removed the mouth spreader and heard the whore breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that I must be done for now, but my dick twitched yet again at the thought of tearing his worthless cunt to pieces. I was far from done.

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

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

For me it's less about the volume or the damage and a lot more about watching a man really enjoy his smoke, a dude who inhales every last wisp of ssmoke he can manage every time he takes a drag, breathes it in deep and takes a second to breath it back out again and the stream is considerablely less than what you saw in his mouth just before he snapped, that's what's hot to me.... I hate watching a man burn through 10 smokes an hour but let half of every drag out before he inhales and then exhaling so fast that it's barely even had a chance to get any niicotine from it, then he puts it out with the 1/4 of thesmeoke left and lights up again a minute later..... I only smoke about a pack a day but i make every fucking smoke count!

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.

This is attempt #2 at some fantasy fiction I wrote for my husband. He Chooses We had agreed that this trip to the dirty-bookstore-slash-sexclub would be a total power exchange, meaning he would be in charge. Though “in charge” doesn’t quite capture it. A TPE for us meant he owned me for the scene. It meant that he got to make every choice about what happened between us or involving others. Our agreement was that I was only to use a safe word if absolutely necessary, and that he was going to push both our limits if he had the chance. I wanted to see how much I could give myself up. He wanted the rush of the Dominant energy and to see just what he was willing to do or have done to my body, which was without question his property for the evening. Which is how I found myself cuffed to the St. Andrew’s Cross in the upstairs playroom, naked, being flogged. I couldn’t complain, as this was a favorite thing for me. He never really hurt me, per se, but he was striking me pretty hard and the thuds on my back were a stress release I loved. I was already in subspace. We had started downstairs, in the booths and the dark areas. Once we got a locker, he had me strip to my jock and sneakers, put a collar on me and led me around. In the dim light of one area, he opened his pants and pushed me down, holding my hair. Putting the head of his cock in my mouth, he let go of his bladder. I swallowed furiously, not wasting any of it. Drained, he slowly fucked my mouth for a minute then pulled me up. An audience had gathered, a couple of whom followed us to a darker corner. Back on my knees, he fed me his cock while the onlookers pulled theirs out and stroked. He pushed my head toward a stranger who eagerly fed me his cock. Then to a second. I alternated between the three cocks, hitting my poppers now and then. I had no sense of time, but it must have gone on for a good 5 or 10 minutes. One of the “guests” began to moan and my husband pushed my head down on the stranger’s dick again. I felt the man grab my head and thrust rapidly into my mouth and push his cock into my throat. He groaned loudly as he came in my mouth. Then I felt the splatter as stranger number 2 came on my face. My husband reached down and put a hand under my shoulder to help me to my feet, saying “Do not wipe that cum off your face, whore.” “Yes sir” He took me by the collar and led me upstairs. Upon reaching the play room he put me in the bondage cuffs he had in his bag, made me strip, and put me on the cross. He’d been flogging me for a while and we had some new guests watching. Several of whom had cocks out, stroking. That must have been his cue. Unfastening me from the cross, he whispered in my ear “Go get on the bench.” I did as ordered. He cuffed me to the fuck bench on all fours, my ass exposed to our watchers. He took his shorts off and fed me his cock, slowly fucking my face until he was hard. He pulled it out of my mouth and leaned down, giving me a hit of poppers. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out lube and walked behind me. I felt the cool liquid hit my hole and a finger enter me. He fucked me with a finger for a bit, then added a second, stretching my hole with multiple fingers and adding lube. After he was satisfied that I was open enough, he lined up behind me and I felt him slowly push his cock into me. I groaned in pleasure as he sunk to the hilt. He took up a steady rhythm of fucking me, reaching around to pinch my nipples and occasionally smacking my ass. Suddenly he pulled out and came around to my head. He had his bag in hand. “Clean your ass off my cock”, he ordered, shoving his cock in my waiting mouth. He rummaged around the bag, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. I felt new fingers touch my ass, and my husband must have nodded his assent as fingers entered me, first one, followed by a second and I think a third. Suddenly I had a bandanna over my nose, and I felt my husband tie it around the back of my head as the poppers he had obviously soaked on the bandanna hit my nose. I breathed in, and my eyes rolled in pleasure. He leaned down to speak to me. “Who owns your hole?” “You do, sir”, I replied through the haze. “And that means I get to do anything to it, right?” “Yes, sir.” “I mean anything. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.”, I said again. He put his mouth near my ear. “I have wanted to see you take cock raw forever. You gave up your hole, so I get what I want tonight. This stranger is going to fuck you, bare, and I want his cum up your ass. Do you understand?” I moaned my excitement through the popper-induced fog and nodded. He continued “I’m going to let him fuck you raw now, and you don’t get a choice. I don’t care if you don’t like it. Your hole is mine. And if I’m lucky maybe some of these other guys will use it, too. Anyone who gets your ass tonight gets it raw, and they’re going to breed you, you slut.” With that he must have nodded to the man behind me, and I felt the stranger’s cock push into me. “Holy fuck that’s hot” my husband said and the stranger fucked me, slowly at first and then harder, slamming his hips against my cheeks and grunting as his cock went in me stroke after stroke, skin on skin. After a couple of minutes he shoved into me all the way and grunted and I felt his cock spasm as he came up my ass. He pulled out, but only a moments passed before his cock was replaced by another. This one a stranger too, because my husband had pushed his own cock back in my mouth, which he was using to keep him hard. Not that he needed it - that dick I loved in my mouth was probably the hardest it had ever been. “Jesus Christ I had no idea seeing you take it raw without a choice would be so fucking hot. You’re such a whore. Take that random dick, you nasty faggot.” Stranger number 2 pumped hard and held my hips as his cock jerked inside me, filling my hole with load #2. He pulled out, slapped my ass, said “Thanks”, and walked away. They must have been the only two, because my husband slipped out of my mouth, walked behind me, and slammed his cock up my hole. “Good god their cum as lube feels amazing.” He started pounding my ass and it took no more than about 15 seconds and he almost shouted as he pumped his load into me. He pulled out again and I felt his fingers near my ass. “Push out the cum, whore” he ordered. I relaxed and let the cum of two total strangers and my husband ooze out. He scooped it up and came around to my head. Yanking the bandanna off, he shoved his cum-coated fingers in my mouth. “Eat that cum from your ass.” I eagerly licked and sucked it off him, tasting the strangers cum and my own hole. For a moment the sound of us breathing hard was the only other noise against the blaring the music the club played. My husband squatted down. “I’m so proud of you, taking what I wanted to see get done to you.” With that he kissed me deeply, unfastened me, and helped me up. We dressed and headed home, both sated. And for me, bred.

Just before it closed for COVID, i visited my first time. I paid for a room, removed my close, left my door partially open and stood with my butt at the opened door bent of slightly. I stood there about 3 minutes before I felt a hand on my ass cheeks. Without looking out, and without allowing the door to be opened, I felt a hard cock rubbing on my butt trying to line up with my hole. I reached back and felt a hard cock, with precum leaking down the shaft, which I scooped up most with my index finger and smeared it on my hole. When the cock began to push forward, it slid into my tight hole. A pair of hands grabbed my hips as he fucked me ...slow at first, then building up tempo. I heard a few onlookers saying how hot it was...and then I heard a guy say, "does the guy know your cock seed is poz and not on meds?" The guy who was fucking me, said he hadn't spoke to me yet. He asked if I wanted him to pull out or to breed me? I began to push my ass back on him meeting his thrusts and he says...I guess that is my answer, and then shot his seeds up in me. When he pulled out slowly, the guys were saying that it was hot to watch, and without moving...another cock went up my ass and shot in me too. I never looked back, or spoke, just accepted I was a cum dump receptacle. I am still looking for a potent toxic poz cock in Maryland to seed and breed me on a regular basis. So far, I am still testing negative...so anyone want to knock me up? I am bbfireman on BBRT and adam4adam.

The weather was nice so I went to Cunningham Park. He was massaging his dick through his pants. I smiled back so we went to a area I like. He pulled out his dick I sucked it hard. He said he does not have condoms or lube. I say give it to me raw and just spit. For the next 10 minutes I was in heaven as his has a nice dick. When he shot his load in me he left ASAP I wanted to clean his dick. As I’m pulling up my pants another guy comes up with his dick out so I suck his. He bends me over the log and says I love to fuck a cunt that has a load in it. I was in heaven. I should have brought my butt plug to keep the loads as they were leaking out as I left.

My last load... This horny guy messaged to say, I need to fuck you! He had my attention as I love it direct and slutty. He asked about rubbers and I told him i wanted it and his load raw. It was easily arranged and he was on his way. I was hooded in my jock, harness and ‘fuck me, breed me’ socks when he arrived. Straight away he grabbed the pen and tagged my ass as proof of use. Then I felt him slap his semi against my willing hole. Then I was taking the head of his dick before he pushed fully into my cunt. He gave me a good hard fucking, thrusting balls deep with only a few slight murmurs of pleasure. Several times he pulled out fully so he could reposition, only to slide straight back in. All too soon he was working up to the unload. I took a deep long poppers hit knowing I was about to take a hot strangers load. He must have sensed my cunt was cum hungry as I heard him say, ‘I’m gunna cum’. I replied with, ‘I fucking want it’. I then felt him switch from fuck mode to breed mode as he unleashed his hot cum inside me. He stood back and admired his work, his spunk dripping from my freshly loaded hole. He zipped up and left without a word. Only after he was gone did I get to read his proof of use, ‘Indian cock - fill the warm cum u bitch!’ Wow! A hot message, a hot fuck and a hot breeding load! I hope he’ll be back soon!

I’d be worried about warehouse cameras…

Next week we went to the sauna we just out of the showers when the bear walked past. Dom shouted “oi, you pozzed my bois hole”. The bear winked and said “yeh sorry, guess I should try make it up to you”. Dom smiled an evil grin and said “yes, get in that cubical and I’ll mess you up”. I wasn’t sure what these two alphas were up to but to my surprise the bear went in and knelt in doggy position on the mattress ass up. Dom spat on his hole and rammed his massive cock in and fucked like a piston. “Yeh give your hole to me to make up for it – good lad – taking it like a real man”. The bear moaned “yeh, shoot that fresh jock cum in me”. And with that brad moaned and rammed his cock in fully and the bear was like “yes man, I feel that cock exploding, fill me with cum!”. Dom pulled up and ordered me to clean up his cock. I put the thick meat in my mouth and licked Dom clean savoring every taste.

I love you as well. Larry made love to me 3 times during the night, driving the virus into my blood stream. For the rest of the meeting, we fucked each other into exhaustion. When we left Chicago we would keep in touch. We lived a thousand miles from each other but there would be other meetings. Once I got home, I told my wife of my new life, and to my amazement, she was not surprised. She suspected for years I was gay. My lackluster lovemaking combined with my attention to men when we were together. She would be satisfied with the status quo with our marriage and just have a very open marriage and see who we wanted and continue to live together. I was surprised but was fine with that relationship. I began discreetly seeing guys I hooked up with on BBRT and other sites. I got my Fuck Flu 10 days after I got back and of course tested positive. I did not go on meds. I let Larry know and he congratulated me. Over the next several months I changed my practice to a gay oriented one and treated many HIV positive patients and consulted them and treated their disease. I was never so busy and had an amazing amount of patients. Lots of patients on PRep and PEP and treating HIV positive patients some on meds and many off meds. Once I was on line and listed my status as Poz no meds and no preference as to status of my partner, I hooked up with a large amount of men. I pozzed several guys with their approval. It was a rush to shoot my poz load into a willing chaser, and a huge sense of satisfaction when the told me they pozzed up. Most became my patients and the referred their friends to treat them and often poz them before they became my patient. I got my nipples pierced and got a PA as well. I loved how the looked and felt. I loved to show them off at the gym or the beach. Hooked up with lots of guys because of the piercings. I was always up front with my partners. I was always amazed how few guys turned down my bare pierced cock. Often I was turned down and was approached within a week to fuck and poz that reluctant guy, often the same day. I never used protection and never pulled out. That was always made clear, however no one ever asked me to pull out. On the contrary, they usually begged for my toxic load. My status was on line but in my office, no one knew unless I was the one who pozzed them, but were told not to tell anyone. Everyone agreed. None of the guys I pozzed ever held any animosity toward me. One patient I had really changed my life. Barry was a patient of mine that moved to the area and through word of mouth became my patient. He was a poz patient wishing no meds, just monitoring of his HIV status. He was healthy with a very high viral load. He was gorgeous engaging intelligent and very seductive. His cock was 8 inches and thick when soft. I never saw it erect. He was uncut. His mission in life was to poz as many guys as possible. He would stealth guys or be up front. When in the office he would discuss the guys he stealthed. He really was a bad guy, but you couldn’t help but like him. When he he mentioned that he had pozzed over a hundred men he wasn’t bragging, just stating a fact. I believed him, considering I pozzed at least 15 guys myself and I wasn’t making that my life’s ambition, just a consequence of my lifestyle. Barry’s perfect victim to stealth was a married guy. He would often tell guys his status after he shot his load but if he didn’t like the guy he would not tell he exposed him to a highly toxic load. I actually was treating a lot of his victims so I had a good idea what a walking epidemic he was. One guy in particular he told me about. He was the CEO of the company he worked for. The CEO was a very wealthy guy who used his position to fuck women and men from his company. Usually other male and female executives, secretaries, a real scum bag. Barry met him at a very nice gay bar. Barry hated the guy. One thing about Barry, he could seduce anyone. He was engaging, sophisticated and very sexy. The CEO was putty in his hands. According to Barry he was given the most erotic sexual experience he had ever had. The boss was a top but that night was fucked four times. Barry never told him his status. Over the next several months I diagnosed the CEO, his wife, his mistress, his guy toy, three male and 4 female employees. It was a huge local scandal. He got divorced and taken to the cleaners, sued by his employees for tons of money and kicked out of the company by his board of directors. Couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy. The collateral damage was terrible. Those patients were really nice and what happened to them awful. But they all became rich and everyone was doing great on their treatment. The CEO however was tolerating his treatment poorly with lots of side effects and unlike his victims, never became undetectable. Poetic justice, Barry came into the office for a routine check up. His labs were great with a 250 thousand viral load and normal T cell count. And as usual he was very suggestive and teasing during the exam. I always had to concentrate when I examined him not to get a raging hardon. He was so sexy. I could easily see how he could seduce anyone he wanted. At the end of the exam he asked “Why haven’t you ever hit on me? Usually when I try to seduce someone I succeed.” You’re my patient. It would be unethical for me to have a relationship with you. So that’s the reason? Yes. Ok I want to stop seeing you and refer me to another doctor. Can you do that? Yes. Will you come to my apartment with me? As he kissed me and fondled my cock. My cock became stone hard. Yes!!! He was my last appointment. I followed to his apartment which was in a high end complex. Once we got through the door we started ripping off our clothes. His cock was amazing when hard. Over 10 inches with a huge head leaking an amazing amount of precum. I knew he had an amazing body, but with that cock sticking up at a 45 degree angle, he was the most sexy thing I had ever seen. I went to my knees and worshiped his cock. Down my throat then licking his huge cock head lapping his great tasting precum. Nice PA!! Nice cock. He licked my entire body. I never was in such sexual excitement. My cock was never harder. Then he started rimming me. Amazing!!! We went to the bedroom and he put me on my back, my legs were over his shoulders. Do you want my poz cock up your ass? YES!!! Do you want my toxic load? Yes, PLEASE!! His cock slowly entered me, He was so gentle that there was no discomfort or pain. Just pleasure. Over the next 20 minutes he hit ever pleasure point. I was in pleasure heaven. I started begging for his toxic load, and I started to cum, and went into pleasure convulsions, Here comes my toxic load. He shot 8 volleys of cum and I felt each one of them. Barry collapsed on me. We were soaked with sweat. After several minutes he pulled out. That should poz you up. I’m already poz I whispered. Oh I didn’t know. is that why you seduced and fucked me to poz me? No, I want to talk to you about something. What? Not yet we have something else to do. Have you ever tried E-Stim? No but I always wanted to. Great, let me get my stuff. Within a few minutes I had a rectal probe in my ass and a urethral probe up my penis. Then he turned on the machine. The feeling was indescribable. Pleasure pulses began in my prostate shooting through the head of my cock. As he slowly turned up the juice my whole body had waves of pleasure shooting through me. Then the orgasms started, one after an other, how many?, I lost count. 8,10? I kept shooting cum on my abdomen, amazing amounts, until my orgasms were dry. Stop enough I pleaded. He turned it off. He started licking my cum and feeding it to me, 4 or 5 mouthfuls. Then we snowballed them. After 10 minutes we split the snowball and swallowed. I was in heaven, After a half hour I was able to talk. God that was amazing. No wonder you pozzed so many guys! And I refer them to you, he laughed. I want to talk to you about a proposal. A proposal? Yes, I’ve started a business and I want you to be a part of it. What kind of business? I’m staring an HIV conversion business All high end very expensive for affluent chasers. You have a lot of patients that are gifters. How would I be of help? In a few ways. Test the chasers to see if the are negative and test them when they covert, including treatment when they get the fuck flu in a house I have, which is included in the cost of my service. You will be compensated very well and receive 30 % of profits as a silent partner. If some of your gifting patients want to participate you can refer them but only if they ask. You do not sell their information. How would they know to ask me? Don’t worry they will find you. How much do I have to invest? Nothing up front. 200 K from your profits, never more than 50% at a time? And if you want to participate as a gifter you will be paid for that. What do you think? I find it hard to believe you can make a go of it. The business is started and I have 500K in deposits. I need you for the medical coverage I need to make it the complete package my clients are looking for. These are very high end clients who want an unusual service with anonymity. I’m in.

Chapter 4 The ginger bear and I continued to snog as four more loads were pumped into my guts. In the meantime the bear got a great pounding and one more load delivered with a great roar. Ginger bear suggested we leave now that our load counts were even. We scrambled around to find our strewn clothes and headed out of the woods. As I was unlocking my bike the bear invited me to his place. I tossed my bike in the back of his pickup and we were on the road. I began to worry about all the cum I had taken and asked if I should have asked status before taking cocks bare. He responded; "It's up to you kid. Maybe in the future, but it's a little late to worry about tonight." Delivered with a good natured laugh. It was not long 'til we arrived at his town house. He unlocked and invited me in the front door. The door was no sooner closed than we were snogging and ripping off each other's clothes. Both naked he pulled me up the stairs and threw me onto his king size bed. It smelled fresh, the sheets had been dried outdoors. I lay on my back and his big hairy body lay over me like a comfy quilt. He looked me straight in the eye. "So what would you like to happen here young man?" "Shit ... I don't know ... what do you want?" "I want to fuck your no longer virgin ass. " "Holy fuck ... you are massive ... I don't think I can manage it ... even with all this cum for lube. " "Don't worry, I'll open you up slowly. It won't be long 'til you beg for bigger. " "Holy shit ... I don't know... um... oh fuck it! Yeah ... fuck me , fuck me now!" He rolled me over, ate and tongue fucked my ass for the longest time. Then he started messaging and penetrating my hole with his thick fingers. He had amazing skills. When he figured I was ready he lay on his back and told me to sit on his cock; "That way you'll be in control. " I climbed on the beautiful hairy hill of his body and together we lined up his massive cock head with my hole. I tried to sit down but there was no way it was going in. He reached into his bedside table and brought out a small brown bottle. Uncapping it he took a few sniffs in each nostril. I followed his lead. My head immediately began to spin and warmth flooded my body. He encouraged me to take two more long hits per nostril. With head spinning and ass so fuckin horny I just squatted on his pole and three inches popped inside. He smiled and encouraged: "Sit on down. You're doing great. Take a bit more. " I pushed down and two more inches eased into me. As I stroked the hair on his chest and tummy he slowly and gently started to fuck me from below. After a dozen pumps he was eight inches in. I felt like I was riding a telephone pole. I was encouraged to take a few more sniffs and I was soon fully impaled loving the feel of his thick furry bush on my naked ass and taint. Again he smiled and asked; "You ready to get fucked kid?" "Five guys have already fucked me tonight, that makes six today... but, yeah, I'm ready for you to fuck the living daylights out of this newbie ass man. " And fuck me he did. First from the bottom, then missionary, then doggy. I lost track of all the positions and angles as well as the time. Back in missionary for the third time I could tell by his ragged breathing that he was getting close. His words confirmed my suspicions: "Where do you want my load kid?" "Inside me of course ... please, NO, NO ... WAIT ... what 's your HIV status?" "Poz " "Undetectable?" "Fuck no, no meds here kid, massive viral load. "

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.

True, but control of female sexuality has been a tool even longer than forever, if such a thing is possible.

Its important to realize that the religious right is neither right nor spiritual but rather a power hungry horde desperate for power and control. The Catholic leadership wants to keep its status. Control of male sexuality has been a tool of the Catholic church forever I cannot believe the Catholic Church any better than any regular mafia or organized crime venture. Why else do they cover up genocidaire priests from Rwanda, child molesters, and the crimes of Mother Theresa. They even molest the Bible (see the film 1946) to change the wording of "Man shall not lie with boy as he does with woman" into "Man shall not lie with man as he does with man." It's all power grabs. Look at how many pastors chose tithe money over their parishoners health during covid. Power and control is the root of all evil.

Brad and I hit the bathhouse at our usual time and chilled at the bar. Unusually only Dom emerged; he explained "Zack's got the flu so can't make it". My BF Brad laughed saying "lucky you Jake - gonna have to take both the real mens cocks today!". During the week I take my man's cock and at the bathhouse I normally just take Dom's while Brad fucks Zack. This week i was so happy sucking Brad while Dom used me raw. As always he fired a massive load inside me. Brad then slid in using Dom's cum as lube and remarked "wow Dom love the feeling of your cum on my cock". Dom laughed and said "yeh, you like feeling my babies? - maybe you should bottom for me". Brad was like "no way man I'm the top" and fucked me savagely to prove what a man he was. He shot his load in me. I was on heat for the alphas. As always we left the cabin door open and as usual we had the usual crowd of nerds hanging round lusting after our Brad and Dom. But there with his arms around two nerdy twinks was the bear. I caught his eye and he winked and said "pity your done after those two cocks". Brad, cocky as ever said, "nah, my sluts never done - wanna fill him?". The bear climbed into the cabin and looked Brad in the eye saying "my cock is bigger and more powerful than yours - if I fuck your lad I'll fill him and make him mine". Brad leaned over and kissed the bear passionately and then guided the bears cock into my hole. I'd never seen him do that with any other man but the bear had such a cocky demeanour and the size of cock that puts other men in a locker room to shame. Brad said loudly "seed the lad!". The bear started to piston fuck and shouted "i love making lads mine - they all take me inside them". I loved the feeling of this true alpha ravaging my hole and filling me so completely. I felt his cock expanding inside me and he pinned me down and grunted as he shoot load after load of cum in my ass. "Thank you sir, I think I will feel you inside me forever" I said as I stroked his furry chest and the bear replied "too right you will!"

Sam the short muscle bottom. I like to whore out bottoms, get guys to come over and fuck them bare and dump their load in a hot bottom and leave. I had been courting Sam this hot white muscle bottom for months and he said he rarely ever fucked bare and although it sounded hot it was not for him. The third time I asked I shared with him that I had regulars and they were all neg on PreP and that it was a safe experience. The exchange below is what came from my third request and statement. Me: So, it is totally safe. Sam: Really, they are all on PreP? Me: Yes, all my buds are on PreP as am I. Sam: I am not on PreP right now. Me: Not a problem sense we all are. Sam: Yea, so how would this work. Me: You come over and get naked except for a jock and suck my dick and every time the doorbell rings you slip your blindfold in and a bud on PreP comes in and feels your light little body and either eats your hole or lubes you up and fucks you. Breeds you and then leaves. Sam: You sure they are on PreP? Me: Yep, I have known these guys. Sam: Okay, I am up for it. When? Me: how is Thursday Night? Sam: Good, I have Friday and the entire weekend off. What time? Me: How is 7 PM? Sam: That works, do I need to bring anything? Me: No, I have everything so no need to bring anything but clean out good. Sam: I will, you have buds with big dicks? Me: Yes, buds and I have big dicks. Sam: Hot, send your address and I will be there at 7 PM. Me: Great, oh yea, wear a jock. Then I sent same my address. I had emailed and texted buds about Sam, four were available but many of them were busy or had bottoms already coming over. I resorted to looking for guy online despite telling Sam I knew them all. I located eight other guys all young and hung who were great prospects. All said they were on PreP and loved fucking bare hole. Three emailed me back by Wednesday and two more on Thursday morning and I lined up my regular buds first and got info to hit up the other guys one at a time for Sam, so he had a great experience and because I love watching a bottom get loaded more than anything. Thursday came and I got things around, lube, towels, G and T (had not discussed with Sam and his profile said no drugs) blindfold, restraints (had not discussed them either) and some toys to use on him. I hid the restraints, T and G and when Sam arrived, he was so fucking cute. Blonde hair, blue eyes and an adorable face with a hot ass body. I poured Sam a drink and he looked nervous, and I spiked it with a little G and watched as he drank it and I offered him another and spiked that one too. Told him my first bud would be there soon so he should get undressed and up on the bed in his jock. Sam jumped up and almost lost his balance and I had to hold him so he could undress that hot little smooth muscled body and then to when he slipped off his shorts the hottest ass farmed with that dark blue jock was a site to see. He crawled up on the bed and I placed a couple pillows for his chest and once he was in place, I feed him my cock. Sam was a great cock sucked and I knew he would make a great cum dump for the night. I told him to stay in place and I went around and spread his checks and ate that little hole. Sam moaned and arched his back, he tasted amazing, and I tongue fucked him till I heard the doorbell and helped Sam slip on the blindfold and fed him my cock as my Friend Dean walked in and said, "Fuck yea. You outdid yourself this time." He got on the bed and bent down and ate Sam and made him moan on my dick. Dean loved ass and after five minutes of eating Sam’s hole Dean got off the bed and undressed and let his uncut 8’ dick spring from his underwear and he lubed it up and slowly slide it into Sam. Fucking him for almost ten minutes before shooting his load deep inside Sam. Sam caught his breath and then looked at me and said, fucking great cum dump, Thanks and he pulled out and cleaned up. He then dressed and left and passed Mike who just walked in, and I whispered to Sam to leave the blindfold on. Mike is a think good looking college kid with a fat 7.5-inch dick, and he loves to breed. He does not eat ass; he just loves to fuck and nut in a hot hole. Mike hopped up and pulled out his dick and slide in Sam as Sam yelped a little and I rubbed his chest and pinched his nipple and Mike started to fuck Sam hard and Sam moaned even loader then when Dean was and Mike slapped his ass and said fucking whore, you need my load don’t you. Anonymous cum dump for my big dick, fuck that makes me cum even more. He slammed Sam ten more times and then growled as he shot his load in Sam. I got a text from David, and he was delayed, and Ryan could not come for over an hour, so I hit up a couple guys online I had talked earlier. Dylan and Diego, Diego responded first and text he was ten minutes away. I took that time to give Sam a shard of T and since that went so well, I slipped him another before Diego arrives with his big 9” dick. Diego came in and nodded to me and undressed and got up on the bed and did not say a word. He fingered Same and Same moaned and then Diego asked how may loads, I said two and then he pulled his fingers out and slide his big dick slowly into Sam and he helped a little as that big dick stretched his hole. Diego loved to fuck, and he drilled Sam for fifteen minutes and shot his load inside Sam. Dylan arrives and he seemed to know Diego and they greeted each other while Diego was getting dressed to leave and Dylan was undressing. Diego watched while Dylan unleashed a nice thick 8” dick and slapped it on Sam’s cummy hole and then pulled back and spread Sam’s hole and began eating that cummy little slit. Diego watched while Dylan tongue fucked Sam and Diego said, fuck yea eat me cum bro (in a heavy accent) and then he laughed and walked out. Dylan ate away and after he was satisfied and lined up his dick and piston fucked Sam until he shot his load deep in that cunt and then slow fucked him and five minutes later piston fucked him till, he shot in his hole. Fuck that is some good pussy he says and then he pulls out and said the boy had to suck my dick clean. I moved over and he fed Sam his dick and let him suck him clean. I text everyone and no one was free, even though they said they would be. I started looking for other guys and I could only find one that said neg on PreP. He was 50 years old tall with a big dick and I hit him up. He was not exactly what I wanted to watch but he would due until the rest of the guys were free. I gave my address and asked the guy when he could be there. The guy said 5 minutes, fuck he must have been close, and I told him to come over and the door would be open, and Sam would be blindfolded. Seven minutes later the guy walks in and he really did not look like his pic, he looked better. He was tall and more built, and he felt up same and looked at me and said the kid is neg right? I told he was, and I said your file says neg on PreP and he said yes is all and he began to slip his pants off but left his shirt one and he had the thickest 9” dick with a PA. He got on the bed and fingered Sam with one, two and then three fingers inside him making same moan and then he led his PA a lined it up at Sam’s slit and pressed t and then pushed his fat head in and Same yelped and he pressed slowly and soon he was lodged deep in Sam’s hole. The guy knew how to fuck, and he slowly pumped Sam’s hole making the boy moan and whimper and after thirty minutes of slowly but forceful fucking the man shoves hid dick in and grunted and said fuck, I needed that. He worked his dick out slowly and then guided the PA out and it had pink cum on it. He went to the bathroom and asked for soap, and I walked over, and he had slipped off his shirt and the guy was muscled and had well-defined chest and abs and a scorpion tat on his left pec. I swallowed hard and asked him if he was a Scorpio and he said an, I am an Aquarius. I swallowed even harder, and I said you know Sam the kid you fucked is neg and not on PreP. The guy’s dick had gone soft but as I said that I could see it coming to life and it was soon rock hard again and I looked down at my dick and I was rock hard too. He leaned in and said, no reason to put my shirt back on. I nodded and he smiled at me and said, think I should fuck the kid again. All I could do is nod again. He walked right back over to Sam and felt him up again and then worked his dick in him again and fucked him harder this time but still nice and steady and twenty minutes later he shot another load inside him. He cleaned up again and then got dress and I walked him to the door. He leaned in and said, your bottom and I have a lot in common. I said yea? He smiled and said neither of us are on Meds and he winked and said he would be back in a few hours if the boy needed more cum. I closed the door and thought I should rush the kid to the ER and get him some pills but a text cam in from a buddy and he said he was ready for that fine ass, and I went back to Sam and let him suck my rock-hard dick. Could I possibly think this is hot? What the fuck. My dick seems to be telling me something is all I thought while Sam sucked my cock and I waited for Brian.

As I stand here in my giant bathroom, inspecting my naked body in the massive mirror, I find myself thinking about the road that led me here. I trace my fingers over the outlines of the amazing designs on my arms, and then reach up and touch the forbidding symbol on my left pec. I then turn, first left and then right, craning my neck back to see the words imprinted on my buttocks. If my former teammates could see me now. If my ex-girlfriend could see me now. That always makes me smile. My name’s Jake, and I’ve just turned 30. I live on my own in this huge house, bought two years ago when my numbers came up. But while I’m single, rarely a day goes by when there isn’t someone else here. Whether it’s a guy or two I have in the house as a guest, or a whole group of them in the playroom I had built in the garage after I moved in, there’s nearly always someone on hand to keep me entertained. But it wasn’t always this way. Over the next few chapters I will tell you how I became what I became, the things I did that I never thought I would, and how I ultimately emerged as a thirty year-old bearing the words that would forever mark me as what I am now: CUM DUMP. ------- My story starts when I was 26. I had recently changed jobs, finally getting my break as a proper consultant after being stuck in a seemingly never-ending graduate cycle at my previous firm. The rounds of interviews and assessments had been rigorous and taxing, but in the end it all paid off and I found myself finally getting somewhere with my career. The extra money meant Rachel and I could move out of her parents’ place in Hertfordshire and rent a decent flat in Camden, gaining our independence as well as about two hours extra a day with the shorter commute. The new job was hard going, but I loved being thrown in at the deep end and getting to show what I was capable of. Over time I earned praise from my managers and the colleagues around me, and was eventually assigned to a new project that I had been hoping to get on since I found out about it. I was going to be working as part of a team with some great guys, getting to travel to various European offices of the client who had commissioned the introduction of the new system we had developed. Lisbon, Barcelona, Milan, Munich, Stockholm, and many more, all paid for by the firm. I was so excited, although my mood was dampened by Rachel somewhat when she got in a huff about me travelling to all these places without her. She could be hard work sometimes. The first trip was to Lyon in France, and I excelled by being able to surprise the others with my competent grasp of French, a gift from the long hours I had spent being taught French by my maternal grandmother, a native to France. The trip went really well, and by the end of it my more senior colleagues in the team were no longer treating me like the new boy. Then came Barcelona, and that’s when everything changed. The job in Barca was a bit smaller as the client only had a small outpost there. As such, only four of us went this time, comprising me, Ben, Mitchell and Rob. Ben was the senior on the trip, whilst Mitch and Rob had been at the company for only a year or so longer than had I, so we were pretty much equals. To save a bit of money, (and as it was only for three nights), we were sharing two twin rooms in the hotel. Whereas normally at least the senior would get his own room and then the rest of us either sharing or also getting singles. As Mitch and Rob were good friends, it was only natural they took one of the two rooms, whilst Ben and I took the other. On the first night two guys and one of the women from the client’s office took us out for dinner, before leaving us to explore some of the bars in the old town. However, we were all a bit tired from the journey so didn’t stay out late. The next day was a busy one, but by late afternoon we were done with what we could do, pending some overnight process work the client’s IT people needed to do. As such, we headed back to the hotel to change, and then went out for the early evening. The drink and tapas flowed, and dinner never really happened. Mitch and Rob were then up for going to a club, but I could see Ben was enthused as the prospect of a late night, so I suggested that the two of us just call it a night and maybe have a nightcap in the hotel bar. I was actually quite keen to go clubbing, but I didn’t want to be crashing into the room and waking my senior colleague at whatever time in the night, especially as I was making such a good impression with everyone at the firm. So, sure enough, Ben and I found ourselves back at the hotel. We both got a drink, G&T for Ben, a rum and coke for me, and then sat in the comfy surroundings to chat. Ben was 34 and single, which I found surprising as he was a very handsome man. Tall, well-built, well-dressed, charming and funny, he seemed like the sort of guy who would have his choice of women. Or men. I didn’t actually know which team he played for, but didn’t want to pry too much and it really didn’t matter anyway. We finished our drinks and headed upstairs, both of us declaring that we wanted a shower before bed as it had been a clammy night in the city. Ben went first, and then when he came out of the bathroom wearing a towel I headed in to get myself clean. When I’d finished showering the bathroom was so full of steam that I concluded I’d never get dry in there, so did as Ben had done and went out into the room with just a towel on. To my surprise, Ben was still just wearing his towel, and he looked up at me and smiled as I padded past his bed to my own. “Wow, you’re built” he said to me as I passed. I blushed. “Er, yeah, I work out” I said. I was actually pretty proud of my body, all 6’1” of it. I worked out several times a week, jogged regularly, ate healthily, and kept my chest shaved and smooth the way Rachel liked it. “You should show it off more” Ben said, his eyes on me. “Your shirts are way too loose.” Oh man, he had been noticing what I wore. Well, that answered that question I guessed: Ben must be gay. Strangely enough, I felt a stirring in my own loins as his gaze rested on me. “Oh, 'er, you think?” I mumbled. “Hell yeah” he said, “don’t put in all that work just to waste it on your girlfriend!” He laughed, and after a moment I laughed too, although I think it was more nervous laughter than anything. “Thanks” I said, blushing harder. “I didn’t realise, 'er, you were, 'er, noticing.” Ben gave me a warm smile. “I’m not the only one who’s noticed” he said. “You’re pretty popular in the office.” I blushed again, and awkwardly shifted position on the bed. As I did so, my towel loosened and slipped, basically leaving me sitting there naked. I hurriedly tried to sort it out, but only got it into more of a tangle. “Don’t” Ben said softly. I stopped wrestling with the towel and looked up at him. “Let me see.” I don’t know why, perhaps it was the buzz from the rum, but I slowly released my grip on the towel and let it fall beside me. I then swung my legs off the mattress and slowly stood up in the gap between our beds, locking my stare on Ben as he gazed back at me. His eyes were making their way up and down my body in the most lustful way anyone had ever looked at me, and I saw him give his lips a small lick. He wanted me so badly, and something about this situation had my heart racing. My dick started to swell and rise, until I was standing before him with a massive boner, almost starting to pant. What the fuck was happening to me? Wasn’t I straight? Ben looked for a bit longer, and then started to scoot across his own bed towards me. He deliberately removed his own towel on the way so that he too was naked, and then he was sitting there in front of me, staring straight ahead at my dick. Instinctively I shuffled forward a bit, and he leaned in, opened his mouth and swallowed me whole. “Fuuuuuuck” I groaned, having never felt a blowjob like this. He then reached both his hands behind and roughly gripped my arse, pulling me in towards him even more. His head started going back and forth on my cock like a jackhammer, the suction on my dick like an industrial hoover. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, and gradually gripped him tighter as he brought me towards orgasm. Then, rather abruptly, he let go of my arse and pulled his mouth off my dick, causing me to stagger back slightly. I snapped out of my reverie and looked down at him. “Turn around” he said, turning his head up to face mine. “What?” I asked, a little all over the place. “Just do it” he said, suddenly sounding rather stern. I just did as instructed and turned around, not sure what was coming next. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me backwards towards him, reaching up to push the small of my back so that I would bend forwards. I put my hands on my thighs to steady myself, and then the next thing I knew his face was in my arse. His tongue was lapping at my hole, and the room seemed to be exploding with fireworks. I had never felt anything like this in my life. It was fucking amazing! I’m not sure, but I think I must have been moaning and groaning for England as he gave me my first ever rimjob. He kept this up for a while, actually getting his tongue into my hole, and then he pulled his face out. Before I could turn or straighten up I felt his fingers in there instead, gently prodding and poking at me. I then understood that I was going to be fucked. Ben must have planned something like this, or maybe he was just in the Scouts once and was thus always prepared, but he had stashed a tube of lube in the drawer of the bedside table. He briefly paused the fingering to open the drawer, grab his supply and lube up his fingers. He then started to apply much more pressure with them, pushing one, then two, and then I think three fingers into me. All the while I just continued to stand there, bent over in front of him seemingly inviting him to carry on doing what he was doing. I could say I was paralysed with fear or something, but in truth I was loving it and was suddenly really excited to see what this was going to be like. I’d never really thought about it before, but that didn’t seem to matter. The drink must have been a factor, or at least that’s what I tell myself these days. His fingers started to hit something inside of me, and my silence turned to moans. This only spurred him on, until he was really going to town on me with his fingers. Then, as before, it all stopped abruptly. “Get on the bed” he commanded, “on your hands and knees.” I didn’t even pause. I just moved forward, crawled on to the bed and waited. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back a bit, and then I heard the splooging sound of some more lube being squeezed out of the tube. The pressure returned on my hole, but it was spongier and fatter than any of the fingers had been. “Let me in” he said gruffly. I didn’t know what that meant, but I instinctively pushed back and must have done whatever it was that was needed as he popped inside. It startled me and gave me a brief flash of pain, but that soon subsided. He then pushed steadily in to me, making me feel fuller than I ever had before. As he got deeper it started to hurt a little more, particularly as he was going into territory his fingers had not reached, but I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes and forced myself not to pull off him. Then the pushing stopped, I felt the roughness of his pubes on my buttocks, and I knew I had his whole cock inside. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, instead starting a steady rhythm on my whole, thrusting his cock in and out in substantial strokes. A dull pain was radiating from my arse, but something else was there as well and it felt amazing. As the pain started to subside, my whole body started to tingle as he fucked me. The feelings were incredible, and I couldn’t stop myself from pushing back against him, trying to get more of his cock in me, trying to make him fuck me harder. And fuck me harder he did. If I thought he was like a jackhammer when sucking me earlier, it was as nothing compared to what he could do with his cock. Pneumatic drills are gentler on tarmac than the treatment I was getting, but it was pure ecstasy. He fucked me for 20 minutes, and then started groaning. “I’m cumming” he grunted, suddenly accelerating his pace even more. Then he stopped, yelled out and held in position as a curious warm feeling filled my rear end. “Fucking take it” he grunted as he unloaded in me, breeding me like the bitch he was turning me into. I just knelt there on my hands and knees as I was filled with cum for the first time, loving the sensation as his cock pulsed inside me. Then, and again rather abruptly, he pulled out and collapsed backwards on to his bed. I felt some cum running down my leg, and began to crawl backwards off the bed with the intention of going to the bathroom to clean up. But as I turned round I saw Ben lying on his back panting, I noticed his cock was still erect and covered in juice. Perhaps it was a case of being in for the penny, in for the pound, but I just couldn’t help myself from dropping to my knees, leaning forward and taking it into my mouth. The taste of his juices, the lube and, I guess, my own arse was intoxicating. As I sucked and licked him clean I started furiously wanking my own cock, getting off on the feeling of more of him leaking from my rear end as I did so. In no time I blew on to my torso, the bedspread and the carpet. I then collapsed back on to the floor, panting and exhausted. Neither of us said anything for a while, but then I got up and started making my way to the bathroom. I got in there, and turned to face the mirror so I could look at myself. I was glistening with sweat, but otherwise looked like me. I felt different, but the man staring back at me was still me, at least outwardly. Then Ben came into the bathroom as well, and turned to face the mirror too. We looked into each other’s eyes via the reflection, until I noticed his cock starting to rise again. I stared at it coming back up to full mast, and then looked back up to his face. He was smirking at me, and then moved to step behind me. I leaned forward a little, and he just planted his cock between my cheeks and pushed into me again. This time he fucked me more tenderly, with none of the jackhammering of before. Throughout, I kept my eyes either focused on my own face, or looking back at his has he slightly grimaced from the exertion of reaming me. My own cock also came back to life so I started stroking myself, adding that to the things I watched in the reflection. After about 15 minutes Ben accelerated, and I focused on watching the reflection of my own face as I felt him shooting a second load into my sloppy hole. Again, it was still me, but this was a me with a cock shooting cum into his arse. When he was done spurting his load into me, Ben caught my gaze in the reflection. Smiling, he gave me a wink, withdrew his cock and swiftly left the bathroom. I just stood there, once again with cum dripping out of me, gazing at myself in the mirror. I felt awesome. I got myself cleaned up a bit, and then went back out in the bedroom. Ben was in bed properly, and was clearly asleep. I headed for my own bed, but then turned to look back at him. The temptation was too great, and I just climbed in. He stirred as I did so, wrapping his arm around me. I briefly lay there facing him, but then turned so he was spooning me. He pulled me in a bit tighter, and then we were both still. I reached out and switched off the lights, plunging the room into darkness. Inside, I knew that I would wake up with a right clusterfuck going on in my mind, but for now I was exhausted, a little sore and in the comforting arms of a man who had just shown me a whole new side of myself. Sleep came quickly.

So here's a new story I'm starting. For you fans of my Prince Eric story, don't worry, I'm still working on that too. I just have soooooo many perverted stories going on in my head I get side tracked and want to get them all out. _________________________________________ Part 1 So I guess it's fair to say I definitely have a type. Young and trashy is what gets my dick hard. You can keep your pretty boy jock types. Give me a scruffy, tattooed, pierced,18, 19, 20 year old piece of skinny white trash any day. If they're straight, even better. There's nothing like getting my 11 inch pierced cock buried in a trashy straight boys hole and breeding him over and over until his stretched out pussy is leaking cum. Especially when I can share him with my buddies. And I've broken in my share of boys over the years, seducing them, corrupting them, destroying them. This is a story about one such boy. My favorite boy. I was very lucky and had an apartment that overlooked a skate park in the seedy part of town. I can't tell you how many hours I spent looking out my window, binoculars in one hand, my big leaking cock in the other, masturbating while I spied on the young men as they did their tricks and stunts. On a good day, some of them would remove their shirts, and I could ogle their thin, pale bodies as I would ejaculate into a glass so I could collect and freeze my loads for future use. One day, in late spring, a new boy started showing up. Sometimes with his girlfriend, sometimes alone. When his girlfriend was there, they'd make out and sometimes disappear into the thick bushes for a while, doing what I could only imagine was sexual. This boy was perfect. He stood probably 6 ft tall and weighed maybe 140 soaking wet. His dirty blond hair was long and hung down over his face. When the wind blew it out of his face, I could see his lower lip had three piercings, one in the middle and one on each corner. Both his eyebrows were pierced as was his septum with a ring that sported a big ball hanging down and his ears were gauged out with large plugs. He also sported some chin scruff that hung down a few inches. His body was a joy to behold. His skinny arms both sported colorful full sleeves with sculls and flames and demons and the like. Above his flat pecs in gothic script was the word respect. A tuft of brown hair sat in the middle of his chest and his nipples sported thick bars in them. His furry belly button was pierced and tatooed with red lips and an arrow that followed his treasure trail pointing to his crotch. His legs were very hairy which almost guaranteed that his ass crack and butthole would be as well. Yummy. And to top it off, he had a huge pair of wings tattooed on his back. He was the perfect piece of filthy white trash and I wanted him desperately. I wasted no time implementing my plan shortly after he started hanging out at the skate park. I started by nonchalantly hanging around on a nearby bench, "reading." I would casually light a joint and smoke it while I watched the boy. He would glance my way frequently with that look in his eye like he wanted to smoke, and after only a week of this, he finally approached me. A shadow fell across me and I looked up to see the shirtless boy standing in front of me with his board under his arm. "Hey man, can you share a couple of puffs?" He asked me, flicking the hair from out of his face. "I don't know kid." I answered. "How old are you?" "19." He replied. "Well, I always believe in sharing." I said as I motioned for him to sit down. He sat next to me, his shorts sagging down revealing black boxer briefs. I got a whiff of his slight body odor and my cock stirred a little. We passed the joint back and forth and I found out a little about my intended conquest. His name was TJ, Theodore James exactly, and he lived a couple of blocks away with four other guys in a two bedroom apartment. I could only imagine the squalor they lived in. He worked as a tattooist and piercer, which explained why he already had so much work done at such a young age. He was a product of the foster system and his old man was in jail and he had no idea where his mother was. Ahhhhhh, a broken home, how perfect. He had even spent a couple of years in juvie for stealing a car and dealing drugs. I was amazed at how open this kid was to a stranger, but then, he was stoned. After about an hour I told him I needed to take off, but not before I slipped him a little bud. He was extremely grateful, which is exactly what I wanted. Got to make him trust me before I wreck him. This went on for a week. Everyday we would chill and smoke while I tried not to come across as creepy. Not that I appeared creepy. I was a nice looking 35 year old, maybe a little on the chunky side, but not fat. I stood just a little taller than TJ at 6 ft 1. And everyday when I left, I slipped TJ a little bud. So after a week, I decided it was time to up the ante. I told TJ I had some really killer bud back at my place, which I did, and that he should come over so we could smoke it out of a bong. He happily followed me back to my apartment and in half an hour we were both ripped out of our minds and I made my move. Looking him directly in his slanted eyes, I began. "So, TJ, I've been hooking you up all week and I have a favour. I want to suck your dick." "Dude, what the fuck?" He said in a very stoned voice. "I'm not a fag! Are you a fag?" "Yes, I'm gay, and I want to blow you. I think it's the least you could do." "No way man! I'm not going to let you swing on my dick!" At this point, I doubled down as TJ was not moving away from me. I placed my hand on his thigh and said, " I can suck your dick better than your girlfriend. No one will know, and I'll make it worth your while." I pulled out an 8th of my killer weed and dangled it in front of him. His eyes lit up and I could see the wheels turning in his head. After a minute of silence he said, "All you want to do is suck my dick? Nothing else? And you'll give me that sack and no one will know?" "No one." I promised. TJ looked at me for a few more seconds before snatching the baggie out of my hand. "Fine, but it's our secret." I handed him the bong as I crawled between his legs. My hands shook as I reached up and pulled down his shorts and underwear, rubbing his hairy thighs. His cock was nestled in his very bushy brown pubic hair and was surprisingly big, 6 inches soft. He had a magic cross piercing, where two bars crossed each other through the head of his dick, and a lorum, which is the base of the dick right above the balls. I tenderly put it in my mouth as he took another big bong hit. My nostrils were hit with the smell of his sweaty balls mixed with stale piss and my own cock sprang to life in my shorts. My warm wet mouth soon had TJ to his full rock hard nine inches. He started moaning as I went to town on his cock, giving him the best blowjob of his young life. I deep throated him and massaged him with my throat muscles. He moaned as I massaged his balls and rubbed his guiche piercing. He was totally into the blowjob as he put his hands on the back of my head and started fucking my face. "Oh fuck dude! That feels so good! No bitch has ever sucked my cock this good! Take it you fag! Suck that big dick! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" TJ started shooting off into my mouth, filling it up with the sweetest white trash load I had ever tasted. Spurt after giant spurt filled me up and I swallowed it all down. TJ collapsed back onto the couch as sweat poured off of him. "Oh, we're going to be doing that again dude!" He panted as the last of his load dribbled into my mouth. I smiled to myself knowing this was only the beginning for his skinny white trash ass.

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…

Being on Tina in a sling with a fist in your hole is a wonderful feeling.

Most embarrassing time during sex was just 2 months ago. on the start of the day i always do a deep anal shower clean so i can take cocks all day, had some loads during the day and kept the loads in because guys love to fuck in a filled cum ass. late on the evening a guy was texting me he had to unload his dick, so i let him come. after few minutes fucking i had the feeling that i was very full and said him to stop. he pulled his dick out and damn it was to late. his dick was covered with it. i was ashamed because that has never happened to me ever before. he cleaned his dick and couldn't finish the fuck in a dirty ass so he went out. half hour later on the chat he was saying that he loved my ass so much and he was irritated that he didn't unload yet. i had cleaned my ass out already during that time and told him. he lived nearby and immediately was coming back for the second time to finish the fuck. after he finally loaded me up we had to laugh about it 😂. but i really hope this will never happen again 😂

Time will tell, and thank you.

I would gladly do that to a stud like you. Alternating between eating your ass and fucking another load into it. I’d really enjoy it if you did the same to me. Swap loads and more. Just added you on BBRT.

I’m a smoker myself. Started in school when the bad boys and I became friends. Been smoking and had a fetish for it ever since. That’s 21 years now. Leather is almost always involved in the fetish too.

Setting aside any cultural aspects, It’s not specifically black men but people in poorer neighbourhoods who are disproportionately at risk of HIV and often these poorer communities are made up of people of colour. Less public health money spent on STD education in poorer neighbourhoods and poorer schools = higher infection rates and also more stigma. Less public health money also means fewer drives to distribute free condoms. Less health screening to identify people with HIV and helping them get affordable treatment means the virus remains transmissible etc. If you have money or better access to socialised medicine you’re more likely to use condoms of be able to get tested regularly or, when infected, reduce your viral load to make it undetectable. Without that access, poorer communities - not exclusively black but with significant numbers of people of colour - will always be at greater risk.

Adam was a hot young man, dark brown hair, slim tight body, and boyish looking. My Bud and I noticed him at the Club a year ago. Watching him and his partner dance, we couldn't figure out if they were Lovers or just good friends. Alan, my best friend, was totally smitten with the Boy and vowed, that by the end of the evening, Adam would be his. “Nonsense!” I dismissed Alan's prediction out of hand. Now don't get me wrong. My Pal's a real hunk—tall, dark and handsome, mid-20's, and, incidentally, POZ—but sometimes a little arrogant. So I assumed my best I'm-from-Missouri pose, and leaned back as Al approached the Boy. Now Alan's a great dancer, with natural style and grace. And as he started grooving, guys turned to check him out—including Adam. The Boy gave my Bud the once-over and returned the Alan’s flashy smile. The Kid's dancing partner grew testy at Adam's flirtatiousness and stormed out the door. My friend smiled again at Adam, and soon they were dancing real close. Al whispered in his ear, and they headed to the bar. Several drinks later they came over to the table. "If you don't mind, think I'll call it a night," Al winked, as he wrapped his arm round Adam's waist. Leaning over, he whispered, "Call me in a day or two, and I'll tell you how it all came out." So what happened next? I waited 48 hours to ring up my Bud. He said that the Kid was pretty inexperienced, but loved to booze it up. After a few drinks, some Ecstasy and Crystal—not to mention Viagra to keep him hard, the Youth was perfectly disposed for the ritual ahead. I asked my Pal why he'd given Adam so much shit. He replied he wanted the Kid fucked up enough so he wouldn’t chicken out. And what exactly did my Bud have in mind? Well, he ate out Adam's smooth Boy Cunt before fucking him with his fat Cock, using only spit for Lube. Then he fucked him good with progressively larger Dildos till the Latex came out bloody. By then The Kid was so doped up he didn't even notice. Alan proposed that, since the night was young, it'd be fun to hit the Baths. Adam replied he'd never been. "We'll soon take care of that." So off they traipsed—and stayed till Sunday afternoon. "And did Adam enjoy himself?" "You shoulda seen the Kid. A couple gave him grass on top of all the other shit, and it was "Open Season on Adam" night. Man, was his Cunt dripping! The Kid could hardly walk by the time I dropped him off at home.” And what of the Boyfriend who'd stormed out of the Club? After one humungous argument, they kissed and made up and settled back into a monogamous relationship. That lasted till Adam got real sick. Concerned, the BF insisted Adam see a Doc. The Doc suspected HIV and his test results were POZ. The Doc, who knew the two of them, tested BF, too. The latter also tested POZ and got a wee bit pissed. They split. Young Adam converted to a Top and became a fixture at the Baths. His sexy good looks and naturally seductive manner masked any indication of HIV. He and Alan became best of friends and team up each week on unofficial bareback night.

A Top I fuck with from time to time, who happens to be married to a female put it best: My boi pussy isn’t closed for business for a week every month. He can dump a gallon of his nut in me all day, everyday, and there will be zero percent chance of me coming after him with child support in the future. Women suck dick like it’s a chore. Dudes suck dick like it’s a prize. Bottoms don’t catch feelings, they catch cum. Call a woman a slut, she gets mad. Call a dude a slut, he wears it like a badge of honor.

My first experiences started when I was 10 progressing to an attempt at anal penetration when I was 12. Being inexperienced my neighborhood friend tried to penetrate me. I knew even then what I was born to do and be. I wanted it bad and he tried, but I was to tight and we didn’t know about lube and didn’t think about spit. I still fondly think back on all the hot fun two boys could have being naked together and feeling each other up. So much excitement over all that we did.

64 loads in one day, is my highest total of loads taken in my ass.

THERE IS NOTHING MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN A WIDE OPEN NON-RESTRICTED GAPING POSITIVE HOLE!! LOVE OPENING UP MY PARTNER SO I CAN GET MY HANDS AND COCK INSIDE.. LOVE JACKING OFF INSIDE OF MY PARTNER AS I JACK HIM OFF SIMULTANEOUSLY!!!!! SOOOOOOO FUUUUCKING BEAUTIFUL ❤️☣️❤️☣️

C'mon.... No real man.. no real positive men desire a tight HOLE 🕳️.... the looser to better... Nothing hotter than a wide open gaping rosebud popping out of a unrestricted hole that is wide open truly beautiful. Nothing feels more incredible!

I think y’all are confusing “good” with “ideal”. I see this turning into a checklist that would disqualify 99% of the Tops out there, and make those that passed self-conscious. You want they should bring you a box of chocolates as well? I grant you that a certain minimum threshold really needs to be met if a Top wishes to be considered an acceptable performer (an erection, for a start) but the problem with declaring what makes someone a “good” Top is that you automatically, by default, also define every other Top as a “bad” Top. (Note that putting the words in quotes doesn’t actually change the sense they impart.) The question leads us to the same unsupportable notions as any number of Topics on here that discuss “good” bottoms and “good” cumdumps. I can’t agree that a Top who’s done after one orgasm isn’t a good Top. That’s crazy talk. It’s great if a guy can go another round, but is he undesirable as a breeder if he doesn’t? If your answer is yes, your expectations are unreasonable; the vast majority of Tops are one-and-done. Mind you, you’re not going to hear me complain when a Top wants back in, and my current regular Top always climaxes in me three - sometimes four - times per session. Yes, he’s an excellent Top, no argument. But by the time he’s finished with my first breeding of the evening he’s already fucked me so far into the mattress I’m spitting out springs, and if he wanted to stop there I would be just fine with that, and he would still be an outstanding Top. But he doesn’t stop. Is a Top undesirable if he isn’t a heavy cummer? What’s your definition of heavy? The average volume of a human ejaculation is around 2.8mL - that’s just over half a teaspoon. The high end for the population at large is about 5mL. Anything over that is getting into the high-90th percentile of cum producers. Sure, everybody can probably point to an exception to this - I’ve definitely had the floodgates opened into me before - I know how that feels. But most of the time, it’s more a case of a little going a long way. It would never occur to me to think about whether a Top was “good” or not on the basis of volume. Maybe ‘What makes a good Top’ isn’t the best way to approach the question; maybe it would be more useful to ask ‘What makes a skilled Top’ or ‘What makes an effective Top’ or even ‘What makes an ideal Top’ - though that last one is probably less useful in that it basically asks for fantasy criteria.

My last load story was a guy I met in Philly this past weekend and he poured 100 of his saved loads in me. 💦🤤

i don't know how realistic it is to want a 'wrecked hole', fantasy often imagines better than reality. my hole has been used a lot, and some FB Tops seemed to make it Their ongoing mission to make me permanently gapped. i do not leak, but i have reached an apparent permanent place where my hole has changed from being better at receiving than retaining. i can clench my inner muscles just fine, but i have to clinch when something is there and wants to come out, and i never used to have to do that. No messes or problems with incontinence, but there is more of a sense of urgency when i have to go. Honestly, i find it sort of hot. it reminds me every time that my hole is more made for penetration than for elimination and i like the distinction.

Sorry for the delay. I get major writer's block these days and it took me a bit to get things rolling again. +++ They began a steady rhythm of thrusting into me, my body feeling overwhelmed with the sensations coming from both ends. I could barely breathe around my dad's cock, and every time Jack's fucking slammed back into me, I felt like he was forcing the air right out of me too. I thought I'd get used to it once he got all the way in, but a cock his size could be felt every second of it. Jack pulled my ass closer to him before shifting a little bit forward, raising me up so that he was fucking me at an angle. I could see him staring down at me next to my dad, his eyes keenly watching as his fat shaft hauled in and out of my cunt. "Look at the greedy little faggot. You can see his cunt hugging your cock and milking it," my dad said, grinning as his cock flexed hard in my mouth. He loved watching me get wrecked by this beast of a man, no doubt about it. Suddenly, there was a rumbling noise below us. My dad stopped thrusting, his cock firmly down my throat as he paused to listen. "Oh, garage door." That meant my uncle Eric was home. It was a little bit early for him to be getting home, but I felt relieved. I figured it might be enough to get him to call his friend off of me. Instead, he climbed off of me, pulling his dick out of my mouth. "Don't worry about me, I'll be back in a sec. You two keep having fun." He winked back at us as he headed out the door. I had no idea what he was off to do, but I figured he'd get my uncle to leave. Jack, for his part, took my dad's advice, further adjusting his position until he had me folded up under him, his fat cock pumping in and out before me where I could see it too. This position let it go in more easily, but he never took it all the way out, just pulling back far enough that the head would be right at the entrance to my hole. "You're lucky your dad has you here... I like to take boys back to my sleeper and spend the weekend breeding them 'till they're carrying my poz babies." He grinned at the last bit, letting out a puff of cigar smoke as he leaned in over me, his hairy, sweaty belly rubbing against mine. "Then again, maybe your dad will let me borrow you. Wouldn't be the first time he's let me borrow some pussy." His eyes roamed over me as he thrust in and out, taking in the sight of me as his cock rammed in up close. "You'd love that, wouldn't you, faggot? Your dick is hard as a rock." He tapped my dick, making me yelp as the rough stimulation hit my sensitive head. He was right, I was pretty hard, as much as I was ashamed to admit it. He laughed, shaking his head. I knew I shouldn't be turned on, but I couldn't really help it. Some part of me had always gotten off on being fucked by men, even (or perhaps especially) when it involved getting used in a lewd, degrading way. Even though I knew in my head that I was being raped and pozzed against my will, my dick was absolutely loving it, my hole spasming and milking Jack's cock. Some part of me enjoyed this far more than I was willing to admit, and I could feel my ears burn with shame at the realization. "That's right, you do," he jeered, grinning down as his movements picked up speed. I grunted along with the deep thrusts, feeling as my body slowly acclimated to the fuck. It no longer hurt so deep when he thrust in, his groin coming flush with my ass with every thrust. It just filled me up, every throb of it sending sensations through me that put stars in my vision. I didn't even want to think about what that piercing was doing hauling around inside... I could still feel that for sure. He took in a deep puff from his cigar, the end of it glowing brightly for a moment before he huffed out, picking up pace with his thrusts just as I heard movement in the hallway again. I was mortified to see my uncle Eric walk in, my dad following closely behind him, still as naked as before. "See? Told ya the kid's a fag, too," he said, leaning against the doorway as my uncle seemed a bit dazed, his eyes fixed on me as Jack continued his assault. I looked up at him, pleading with my eyes, but it was like he wasn't there, just staring past me. "I'm surprised you never noticed. I just walked in on him getting his cunt plowed earlier!" My dad chuckled to himself, then wrapped his arm around Eric's shoulder. "Don't worry, though, bro, you're not going anywhere anytime soon," he said as he pushed my uncle down with his arm. Eric didn't skip a beat, lowering down onto his knees in front of my dad's half-hard cock and wrapping his lips around it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing beside me. My uncle Eric was my dad's younger brother, taller than him and overall larger but lacking the musculature my dad had. He was no wimp, of course, but he wasn't the type to spend time at the gym or lifting weights outside of work. I'd never thought him to be the type to submit so easily, but my dad seemed to be in charge. "Don't look so surprised, boy. My little brother here has been working this cock for longer than you've been alive." He held my uncle's face down in his groin, keeping it there. Meanwhile, on top of me, Jack was growing faster and faster, the piercing beginning to make my hole hurt from the friction. I knew better than to try complaining -- if anything, he'd get off on it more. Instead, I grabbed onto those beefy, hairy arms on either side, panting and grunting along with the frenzied rutting. I could tell he was close, and there was hardly any use escaping what that meant. "Ready, faggot? I'm about to put a fuckin' AIDS baby in your worthless cunt! Take my fucking venom, FUCK!" he snarled out, his hips moving with a brutal force that pushed me down into the mattress. I could definitely feel the familiar burn of my hole stretching too far, the pain making my eyes water as I felt an unmistakable gush of cum in my guts. One, two, three, four, five... Each felt as strong as the last, and it was hard to believe how long it drew out. My dad watched beside us, thrusting his cock in and out of my uncle's mouth as Jack slowly tugged his cock out of me. The entire length of it was slick with pinkish cum, my blood liberally mixed in in streaks. By the time his cock slid all the way out, a bright red streak coated the top, ending at the tip, where his PA was dropping with a cloudy mix of cum and blood. Finally, he climbed off of me for a brief second, only to place that half-hard cock on my lips. "Clean it off," he grunted as he went back to puffing on the cigar. "Alright, pigs, how's this for a treat? Get up, Eric. Take your clothes off." he said, pulling my uncle off of his cock. Eric complied, getting to his feet and stripping down. My uncle was much hairier than my dad, and as he took his pants off, I could see that he was similarly hung. His cock was hard, dripping precum off the end. "Now that my little brother's all horned up from sucking cock, I figure it's only fair he gets a taste of my son, too." Eric's eyes did widen a bit at that, but he didn't protest. He only looked back at me, his eyes inevitably looking at my wrecked hole. My dad led him over to me, pushing him onto the bed right on top of me. Eric was a sexy man, to say the least, but he looked conflicted as he was on top of me. "Go ahead, put it in him." There was a certain firmness to his tone that immediately made my uncle tense up for a moment. He gave me a briefly apologetic look before leaning forward and pushing his cock into me. At this point, Jack had opened me up nicely, so I had little trouble taking my uncle's shaft. He bottomed out quickly a small groan leaving him, then gasped as my dad came in behind him, pushing his own shaft in between my uncle's hairy asscheeks. "There we go, just how you like it," he said, and Eric indeed groaned, his shaft flexing and growing harder inside me. He began to make slow, shallow thrusts in and out, gradually working deeper and deeper with them. I could feel my own cock straining against his hairy belly, smearing precum around as I did what came naturally. Jack's cock was working into my throat again, his eyes trained on the three of us fucking as my uncle fucked me and himself on my dad's cock. I could feel Eric's grip growing tighter as his orgasm came to him as well, more cum flowing into me as he groaned quietly. My dad kept thrusting into him then, chuckling to himself. "That's another hot load for you, boy. Jack and I knocked him up as soon as I got back out." He pulled his cock out of my uncle's ass, and my uncle slowly withdrew from me, a wet glob of cum drooling out of my hole as his cock flopped out. I could still see pink streaks along it, my stomach turning a bit at the sight. "Well, shit, that's a start." My dad whistled as he pushed my uncle aside, shoving his shaft back into me. The pace was slow now, moving it around and mashing his hips as he relished it. Jack moved off of me now that his cock was clean, getting up off of the bed and going next to my dad on the bed, right behind my uncle. Bending him forward, he positioned that pierced cock at my uncle's hole and rammed in without warning, earning a yelp from him as well. Clearly, though, he was far more used to this treatment, as he soon began to sigh and groan, pushing back against that monstrous shaft. "Oh, yeah, we're gonna have so much fuckin' fun together..." my dad panted as the pounding resumed...

Hello, no one answered but I've tried a few places that sort of work: * Secteur X. Usually fun and decent amount of mature crowd. Mostly BB when fucking although plenty of condom nazis. * Full metal. Right across from Secteur X. Never had much luck, but I've got the occasional load here * Le Mencsh. This is a fun cruise bar. Definitely lots of load takers here, a bit more fetishy than the avobe * Bunker. Tuesdays and Sunday. Little luck here for mature men but there seems to have lots of BB going on with regular dudes * Dark room at Bear's Den. Surprisingly I've bred tons and tons of mature ass here. Advantage you can take a look at guys upstairs and I've found very often they'll offer their ass raw and will gladly take your load. * Krash. Definitely later crowd, but mature guy ready for BB is there on occasion. Avoid Impact, they seem to frown on heavy set/mature dudes. I still have to try Le Keler.

I was on a business trip in Miami when my boss asked whether I would be happy to stay down there over the weekend. Flights were very expensive and it was winter back in NYC, I was 22, had been with a big American consulting firm for two years and this was my first assignment on which I would be mostly by myself. So I did some research and Key West became a very good option. The company was paying, which allowed me to pick a nice hotel in the center of town, very close to the infamous Duval Street. Until this point I only barebacked in relationships but hated the feeling of condoms in my ass. The tops were complaining and so was I, but still I was compelled to stay safe. I arrived around noon on Saturday, had the car parked, hired a bike in started to explore the town. The fish market was own, which meant cheap beer and some entertainment. I was amazed how gay the whole town was. Later, I made my way back to Duval Street and went into a gay pub. The front staff was very nice but the interesting part seemed to be in the back. It was a men’s only area with a bar, a hot tub and a pool. I was by far the youngest there, but I enjoyed the company of older men and had a couple of drinks. Close to sunset we all went to the pier, had more drinks and celebrated the sun disappearing into the ocean. Having completed the quintessential Key West experience, we went back to the pub and had some more beers. At some point a guy walked up and introduced himself as Michael, saying he had a house on the island but was only able to use it from time to time as his work had sent him to Chicago. We chatted for a while, watching as two guys started making out in the pool. I watched in amazement as one of the guys pulled down his shorts, revealed a big biohazard tat and, without hesitation, started to fuck the other guy’s ass. “Fuck this is hot” I mumbled to Michael. He smiled and asked “The fact that they are fucking or his tat?” “Both I guess” I answered and blushed, adding “I love how they are enjoying their freedom.” Michael laughed, saying “Welcome to Key West sexy," and then asking “Want to see it up close and chill in the pool?” “Sounds good” I chuckled. Michael and I went over and got undressed. Only then did I see the biohazard tat on Michael's chest: it was red and black and massive. I got an instant hard on and sat down quickly. His cock was equally impressive, half hard around 7.5 inches. We were quietly joined by a black bear, in his 40s, very muscular and big in every sense of the word. Michael gave me a kiss and whispered “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you tonight.” I smiled and wanked his cock for a bit. Another guy swam up to me and started massaging my leg. I turned around and saw a hard nine-incher with a fat PA. Slowly leaning forward I grabbed his cock and started licking his head and the shaft. He pushed it slowly into my mouth. Michael stood up next to me and started wanking his cock. The black guy behind me moved in and started massaging my hole. "This is Steve," Michael said and pointed at me, "He's new here, and needs an initiation." I looked up at him and whispered, "Please don’t cum in my hole, Michael." Michael smiled and kissed me, saying “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” The black guy started licking my hole, which opened-up very willingly. I could sense that he knew what he was doing. I felt his fingers in my butt digging in a bit further, slightly scratching the inside. The PA cock pulled out of my mouth and Michael held his poz cock in my face. Naturally I was intrigued and kissed it carefully. "Don’t worry, oral is safe" grunted the PA guy. I started sucking and at the same time I felt the black guy pushing his humongous cock into me. Tears poured out of my eyes, but I stayed strong and focused on sucking Michael. After five minutes the black guy gave a loud moan and for the first time I could literally feel the cum gushing into my ass. He pulled out slowly and within seconds I could feel another cock in my ass. This one had a PA, which felt weird but still amazing. The guy I had sucked early now had a go at my hole. He wasn’t as gentle as the black guy but thankfully at this point, I had been opened-up wide enough. Michael pulled out of my mouth and the black guy pushed his cummy cock into my mouth. I thought I tasted a hint of blood but the taste of cum got me so hard that I didn’t think any further. I just kept an eye on Michael's hot cock to make sure he would stick to his word. PA guy pounded me faster and faster until I could feel another eruption in my hole. The two high fived each other with Michael leaning forward, kissing me and whispering "Wow, what a trooper you are!” PA guy pulled his cock out and I felt a cock, that I haven’t felt before. It was smaller, which at that stage was a nice change so I could relax a little. I couldn’t see who it was, because PA’s cock needed cleaning. Willingly I licked his cock clean and only shortly afterwards the third cock came into me. "Sorry guys," I heard someone say, "You know I don’t last long in neg holes." I turned around and saw the first biohazard tattoo pulling his cock out of my ass. I looked at Michael with blank fear. He just laughed, saying "Don’t worry sweetie. It’s too late now. You have so far received three beautiful poz strains." With that, the biohazard cock slid into my mouth for cleaning and the fourth guy, the bottom I had seen earlier, pushed into my ass. At this point, I realized I had found my true calling.... To be continued

My second breeding by my black fuck buddy, came sooner than I expected. It had been a day since I had begged him to pull the condom off and fuck me raw, my ass was still throbbing and my mind was racing about what I had just done. I had worry and doubt but they were overwhelmed by the intense feeling that taking his load was one of the most intense and pleasurable things I had done, I loved it. I felt a combination of lust, humiliation and pride for taking him raw and being bred by him. At a rare moment during the day when I was not thinking about this, I got his text. Usually we hook up and don't see each other or communicate for a few weeks, so a text the day after was unusual. I look at my phone and I see his message: "My cock felt so good up your ass last night, I want to breed you again." I was immediately turned on and I felt a craving between my legs. I was distracted by the feelings I was having both physical and mental, when his next text came in, it read: "You loved my raw cock, you loved taking my load, you want more, admit it." I couldn't deny what he said, but having him say that he wanted to fuck me raw again combined with the invite to admit I loved it was freeing. Usually I would get fucked and go for weeks without thinking about it or craving it, but after taking his load last night I wanted it again. The desire was intense, I was unsure as to why, but I didn't deny it, I texted back "Yes I do". He texted me back telling me to get to his place within the hour. I raced through the things I needed to get done, took a quick shower and made it to his place with in the hour, something about doing as he wanted was turning me on the whole time. He buzzed me in his building and left his door cracked open. I walked in and quickly shut it behind me. I could see he was naked on his bed and his big beautiful black cock as just starting to show his excitement. I could hardly contain myself, I made a b-line to his bed room, my eyes fixed on his cock. Something in my face must have showed him how much I craved him because I saw his cock grow in hardness. Just as I got to the bed he said "Stop, strip and tell my why you are here". Oh the agony, I just wanted to feel him in me, but he knew how to take charge and that got me even more excited. "I am here because I want you to fuck me.". Is that all? he asks. No, is my answer back. "Tell me what you want!" he orders, my answer was "I want you to fuck me raw and I want you to breed me, I want to feel you shoot your load deep in me". With each word I saw his cock throb with excitement, as his cock responded to me I felt my body come alive with a yearning for his cock, to feel him in me. I didn't understand why I was begging another man to fuck me, begging him to do it raw and begging him to leave his load deep in me, but I was and it felt true. I felt my whole body come alive in admitting my need for him to be inside me. I felt that I needed to take him how ever he wanted me and I distinctly felt the need to feel him come in me. The realization was intense and I was instantly hard and stripped myself naked. He said "I am turning you into a cum slut." Yes was my answer and with that I dropped to my knees, crawled up between his legs and start to worship his cock. I started by licking the base of him and as he grew, sliding my tongue up to his head. I saw a bead of precome glisten on his head and my tongue instinctively moved to it and licked it up. I never liked the taste of come, I have never had a full load in my mouth, but knowing his come was going to be in me soon changed my mind, his precome tasted gross, but I loved that I was taking it, little did I know that a few weeks later I would be begging him to fill my mouth with his come. I worked his cock with my mouth and tongue, getting his huge cock hard as I could. I straddled his leg as I sucked him. My cock, which is almost 3" smaller than his was hard and as I was sucking him I humped his leg. His cock is big, almost 9" and thick, I am not an expert cock sucker but I was so hungry for him to be in me that I was pushing myself to take his cock as deep as I could. He laid back and just let me go at it, letting me know when I was pleasing him, whispering under his breath to work his cock like the little bitch I was. I would catch a break by licking his balls, I loved the way his cock quivered when my tongue would get behind his balls. Making his cock hard, making him quiver and pleasing his cock became the sole reason I was there. In doing this I felt harder myself, but the feeling that overshadowed my erection was the craving of wanting him inside me. It was like all pleasure turned inward and it would not be satiated with out his cock in me. I know that it meant taking him raw and it meant that I would be taking his load. I lost myself to these thoughts and sucked away at him. After a while of this slid away and pulled himself from my mouth. He stood up off the bed, I dropped to my knees in front of him and tried to get him back in my mouth. He held his cock in front of my face and put his hand on my head preventing me from taking him. "I want you to look at this cock boy and beg me to fuck you!" I didn't need much prompting, I begged for all I was worth, got quivers in my hole when I saw how his cock responded to my desire for it. He pulled me to my feet and I stood with is hard cock pressing into me. He looked in my eyes and said "Tell me again." I looked up into his face, locked eyes with him, I wanted to turn away, I felt so humiliated and excited that I could barely speak, but he wanted me to say it and not hide from it. I blurted out "I want you to fuck me man, I want to feel your beautiful cock deep in me. I want to take you raw like I should and I want you to fuck my ass until you come in me." He told me to keep telling him that. I did, it became a mantra, I stood there looking into his face and each time I admitted him that I wanted his cock and his come in me the more excited and hungry for it I got. Just when I thought I couldn't take it he motioned for me to get on the bed, I got on my hands and knees and proudly presented him my ass. He grabbed my cheeks and spreed me apart. "You still sore from yesterday aren't you bitch?" Yes was my reply, "Well it don't matter because now you are going to take it again, and if I want to do it again after that I am going to, you got that?" Yes was my reply, hearing him tell me how he was going to take me whenever he wanted drove me wild, I was in the exact position I wanted to be in, I didn't know it until then, but the thought of him fucking me and breeding me over and over again made me breathless. Yes it was what I wanted. I felt his breath on my hole and gasped as his tongue flicked across my hole, I nearly jumped but settled down so he could go to work on my hole. "Yeah, you got a manpussy, you know you need it worked on by me." He worked his tongue in me getting my hole wetter and wetter. I gave my ass up to him, he took control of me. I was lost to him and knew I would not be found until he was done with me. He pulled away from me and I knew what was coming next. I felt the tip of his head press against my asshole, I could feel the natural heat of his cock on my sensitive hole. He slid himself into me, I gasped and moaned my pleasure, it hurt but in a really amazing good way, the pain and pleasure had my whole body on fire. He slid himself all the way down and I felt his balls slap against me, he slowly pulled out and pulled out all the way. I whimpered when he left me and begged for him to get back in me, but before I could get out my appeal he slid into me again, going all the way in, I bit my lip taking it as I should. "Yeah I am going to punch fuck you like this, make your sore ass take me." . He repeated this over and over again, each time the pain got lower and the pleasure grew. "Yeah bitch, you know this is how you want my cock." He was right, I wanted him to fuck me however he wanted, I loved the feel of his raw cock in me. I was taking it rough and raw right then and I just kept taking it. I was afraid of my desire for this, it was so pure and primal and I loved how it made me feel. I got in touch with how much I yearned for him to fuck me. There I was taking his big black cock, my whole being focused on his cock, forgetting that my cock existed except as a tribute the his cock inside me. I couldn't believe how I felt taking his cock like this, it felt so good, so naughty and so pleasurable. I felt so proud taking his cock, ever time he filled me I felt so full and so alive. Giving up my ass to his raw cock was the ultimate in submission, craving his load in me was the ultimate admission that I was his and he owned my ass. These were the the thoughts that flashed in and out of my brain as he slid his cock in and out of me, I didn't say any of this I just moaned and whimpered. My arms gave way and my head and chest pressed down into the bed. He had his hands on my hips and had stopped with is punch fucking. He held his cock deep in me and let my ass adjust to him, I focused myself on milking him, I contracted my hole and tried to milk his cock for all I was worth. It seemed to get him excited because he started to hump me in time to my contractions. For a few minutes we were in perfect synch. Big black cock humping willing tight white ass, I felt myself open up and any soreness was washed away in pure pleasure. This is what I craved, that moment when a man opens me up and the feel of his cock inside is better than any high I could pursue. He seemed to know that he brought me to that spot, he also knows that once he does he can do whatever he wants to my ass because I have truly become in tune with his cock. He gripped me harder and his gentle humping turned grew into heavy duty pounding of my ass. I tried to match him, but he was too fast, to deep and too intense, it was all I could do to to hold on and take it and take it I did. I don't know how long this went on, I lost track of any time. I do know he can go a long time. I felt his hand reach around and grab my hard cock. The feeling of of his strong hand grabbing me combined with the feel of his hard cock filling me was too much, it only took him a few strokes of my cock and I started to come. He held his cock deep in me as I spewed onto the bed. He moaned with pleasure as my ass contracted around his cock. "Yeah man, I love to feel your ass on me as you come. Now that I have emptied you it is time to fill you up with a real man's come." Words like that make me melt, they send me, they tell me that I am doing excataly what I should be doing and basically make me hot. He resumed his pounding of my ass, holding my hips tight and pulling me against him as he thrust into me. I knew he wanted to make sure his cock was deep in me when he came, I wanted the same thing. I was in tune with him, he got quiet and all I could hear was his breathing getting deeper and faster as he was reaching his peak. My ass was alive with him, I was craving that moment when he would shoot inside me. It was all I was living for at that moment. His thrusts grew more intense and wild and I know he was going to come. He pulled me on to him, and pushed his whole body onto mine when he came. I could feel his cock spurt inside me, it started me and I felt my cock get hard in response, his spasms inside me were earthquakes that defined me. Then I felt his warm wet load fill my sensitive willing ass, it felt good to take his seed, it was soothing and fulfilling. Without prompting I told him so, I confessed how good it felt to have him come inside me, how good it felt to take his load like that, how proud I was that he filled me with his come. His response was a simple "Of course". And with that I knew I would be taking his load, craving his raw cock more than ever.