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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.

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?!'

Hi guys, this is the first time I’ve ever posted something like this online. It’s a short story about the first time I fucked, which also happened to be how I discovered raw sex. Like I said, its my first (true) story online and I hope you guys enjoy it 🙂 ______ An ex of mine used to say that the way you first experienced sex (raw or protected) would determine the way you fuck the rest of your life. I don’t think it’s a hard-and-fast rule, but I know it definitely applies to me. I had just started at university and discovered the joys on internet chat. Soon I was spending most afternoons at the university’s computer lab chatting to guys online. On the surface I was just trying to come to terms with being gay. But let’s face it, when you’re 18 all you want to do is fuck. So I found myself one afternoon in the computer lab chatting to random guys. I started chatting to one guy and as luck would have it, he lived near the university. After some general chit chat we turned to the subject of sex. Bear in mind I hadn’t seen a photo of this guy but I was keen as hell. I mentioned to him that I was a virgin but that I was meeting up with someone else from the Internet soon and didn’t want to be a complete novice. He told me he would be more than happy to show me the ropes. Luckily, he was working in IT and had a pretty flexible schedule so he could take some time off in the afternoon. We agreed to meet at a petrol station nearby in 15 minutes. I walked (really, really briskly) to my car, hopped in and was at the petrol station way sooner than the 15 minutes. I was nervous as hell but the guy eventually arrived. We sized each other up and I was soon following him to the apartment where he was staying. When we got the apartment we both stripped off really quickly. He had an amazing cock … thick and about 7 inches long. We started sucking each other off in a 69 on a bare mattress in the living room and I quickly asked him to fuck me. Naturally, I asked if he had a condom. He replied that he didn’t. I quickly made a decision and asked him to fuck me without a condom but not to cum in me. He then mentioned that he didn’t have any lube but by this time I was horny as fuck. Again, I decided to just go with the moment and told him to fuck me anyway. So he applied a bit of spit to his cock, pushed me chest down onto the mattress, pulled my cheeks apart and just shoved his cock into my waiting hole. It was one of the most painful things I had ever experienced, but it quickly turned to ecstasy as he took his cock out, applied more spit and continued to fuck me. Admittedly it took him quite a few thrusts before he got all the way inside me, but eventually there I was, 18 years old taking my first cock balls deep and bareback. The sex was intense. I remember reaching around, grabbing his arse and pulling him deeper into me. Without any warning except a low grunt, he unloaded into my hole. He pulled out and we proceeded to kiss. I was nervous as hell that he had just unloaded in me but told me I had nothing to worry about. He was kind enough to tell me I was a good kisser. He told me to get dressed and basically pushed me out the door. Wham. Bam. I never met up with him again or saw him online again. But a year later I was meeting up with a friend who had just moved into a new apartment. I went to visit and bizarrely it was the same flat I had got fucked in. The matrass on the floor was of course gone, but I could still see it there in mind. I smiled thinking about what had gone down that afternoon a year before … One of the results from that random fuck was that I discovered the joys of bareback sex. I’ve never used a condom in my life after that first fuck and I’ve been chasing (on and off) ever since.

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!!!

Some of these replies are fucking nauseating. This is the HIV/AIDS & Sexual Health forum. Take your bugchasing and giver/chaser fetish shit to the bugchasing forum where it belongs. The OP has a shockingly high viral load and his CD4 count indicates that the Enemy Virus is successfully destroying his immune system - and you sick motherfuckers don’t give a rat’s ass about his well-being. “Welcome to the brotherhood”? You can’t call people who care so little about each other’s lives brothers in any sense of the word. I’m a seven-year AIDS survivor who came as close to death from it as you possibly can, so I qualify for your “brotherhood” about as well as anyone, but I want no part of your bugchasing “brotherhood” of lunatics. The OP has joined a different kind of brotherhood, whether he realizes it or not - a brotherhood of those who have to fight the Enemy to survive. To the OP: It is imperative that you begin ART as soon as possible to mitigate the damage being done to your immune system. My CD4 count got to 49. I will likely never see 500 again. Right now, after seven years of rigorous adherence to ART, my system was so damaged I am still struggling to keep it above 200. You think you want this. You don’t. If you reach AIDS and the opportunistic microorganisms that surround us attack you, you’ll either die, or you will suffer and sexy will be the last thing on your mind. And even if you don’t let it get to that extreme, HIV doesn’t just sit there idle in your body - your body is under a constant siege of inflammation, and science still isn’t sure of all of the results of that, but you’ll be more susceptible to certain cancers, it’ll be easier for you to get sick, and be sicker when you do. Even when you get past the point where you have to take prophylactic meds to stave off pneumonia, meningitis, and a dozen other illnesses waiting in line to kill you, expect to endure molluscum, thrush, candidiasis and shingles. Had ‘em all. Guess what? People with advanced or untreated HIV are on the list of those the CDC has identified for whom the COVID vaccines aren’t as effective and who need a third and likely a fourth vaccination to maintain a level of protection from COVID. I’m now triple-vaxxed because without it I could end up on a fucking ventilator. This is what you want? This is the fate you’re merrily passing on to other people you fuck with your sky-high viral load? This is the result you’re happy with? Think none of the above will happen to you? Think again, brother. It’s already happening. I’ve been to that place and just barely made it back alive. You don’t want to go there. Anybody who says he does is either non compos mentis or just a goddamned idiot.

Starting to write some new chapters, so look for those to cum here soon.

Back in the 70's in NYC we had lots of other venues to pursue - small move theatres, baths, piers, bars, etc. Sadly most don't exist today. But in those days there was never a problem "getting it". Oink!

Just remember: saying a huge toy/fist pig like me with slit/gash where a tiny hole used to be has to wear diapers is saying dancers and gymnasts must have trouble walking because their hamstrings are so stretched out. Granted, with the amount of use I get I am hosed out most everyday so i don't ever take a 'natural shit' but were my rectum and colon to give out and I wind up needing to always hose out or wear diapers I'd keep at it because they pleasure rush is worth it.

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.

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 3 It was after dark and there were a few more cars in the parking lot when I got back to the woods. There were many more guys on the trails as well as lots of sexual activity around almost every turn. I found it hard to believe this swarm of sex had been so close all of my life and before today I had known nothing about it. I stopped to watch a group of three guys taking turns fucking a kid that couldn't have been any older than me. They motioned me closer and I reached in to confirm the cock in the ass was indeed fucking raw. Each time a top switched out it was clear there was no protection in sight. Within the next ten minutes each of the three tops bred the young man. I decided to move along and soon met a big bear of a man. His shirt was open displaying a forest of reddish hair on his solid chest and stomach. He had a medium cropped reddish beard and his nicely shaped head was shaved completely bald. When he was adjacent to me he gently reached out and pulled my face in for a passionate kiss. For the next few moments our tongues danced together. When he broke the kiss he took my hand and led me to a small clearing. Sitting on a stump he dropped my shorts and took my already hard cock deep down his throat. Having already had a couple powerful orgasms earlier my fear of cumming too soon was quickly dispelled. The sight of this ginger bear working my cock was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Soon one of his fingers was messaging my hole and my groans of pleasure betrayed I wanted more. He gently turned me around and bent me over a log. His luscious tongue, mouth and beard were applied to my ass. After a five minute tongue fucking he stood and started pushing his raw cock into my wet excited sphincter. I knew I was tight and he must have been huge 'cause there was no way that thing was going in. He tapped me on the back and invited me to taste his cock. I now knew just how huge he was. My jaw was fully stretched to manage his girth. There was no way his erect ten inches was going to fit down my inexperienced throat.. He was extremely encouraging of my efforts and soon invited me to sample his big hairy ass. I did my best to follow his example as well as the demonstrations I had been watching on porn sites. I must have done okay 'cause he was soon moaning his deep appreciation. Just as my tongue was beginning to cramp and tire he asked me to fuck him. I said I didn't have a condom and asked if he did. He responded; "You are new to this aren't you kid. " I replied; "Yes, my first day. " Him; "No need for rubber kid, just push your beaut up my ass. " So I did. Slipped right in his wet hairy hole. It was so slippery I realized the great taste while I ate his ass had been who knows how many other guys loads. As much as I was enjoying the experience of raw fucking him the question wouldn't leave my mind. My inner voice said; 'fuck it, just ask him.' "How many loads you got in there? " "Just three. " "Fuck, that's so hot. What's the most you've taken at one time.?" "Was hard to keep track. About 15 one night in a bathhouse sling. " "Holy fuck ... oh shit ... I'm ... so ... close..." "Breed me boy, let me be your first. " I was unloading as he spoke. As I caught my breath I apologized; "Sorry, you are the second. I bred a guy here this afternoon. Virgin before that though. " "Fuckin hot kid ... anyone breed your hole yet?" "Some guy was in me, but I pulled off before he could cum. ... I guess that's why I came back. I honestly regret not taking his load. But, he had just been bred with an unmedicated poz load. " "So fuckin hot." He stood,turned me and wrapped me in a huge bear hug. I had never felt so safe and cared for. I rewarded him with a deep kiss and we snogged for the next 10 minutes. "Come on kid, let's go get you some experience. " We peeled out of our shirts and pants and set off through the woods hand in hand. Coming to a large opening with ten guys in various stages of undress and sexual activity we made our way to the center of the group. We jumped right into the sexual orgy and quickly had hands and mouths all over us. I turned from sucking a thin six inch cock to see my ginger bear getting fucked by a big black man. My bear motioned for me to lean in and we resumed our snogging. Immediately I felt something at my rear door and turned my head to find the thin six inch cock entering me raw. I was surprised to hear my voice; "Yeah, fuck me. " Followed quickly by the bear; "Breed that virgin ass. Plant his first raw load deep. " We returned to snogging as the pace of fucking frantically increased. The big black guy was the first to bellow as he came deep inside the ginger bear. My top was quiet but I could feel a growing pressure from the fluids entering my gut. The twitches and spasms of the cock inside me felt fantastic. Ginger bear spoke; "Did he load you up kid?" I stuck a finger in my wet hole, then in my mouth; "Yup, he sure did." And we high fived!

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.

Yes there were so many place to do things and the piers on Friday & Saturday by Christopher st were amazing in the summer.

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Kinda feel bad right now. Just met this bottom on Grindr and I bred him. Trying to keep my promise to stop these random hook ups but it’s addictive. My boyfriend told me if you’re gonna hook up use condoms and I told him I would but I’m finding it hard to do. I had condoms on me ready to meet this cute bottom who I was chatting with since yesterday. Came over to his place and he instantly unzipped my pants, dropped them down and planted his mouth on my dick. My eyes roll in the back of my head. I’m trying to think straight but I lost all sense. Next thing I know he starts undressing exposing this gstring with a perfect bubble ass. A deep primal urge came over me. I was grunting and my dick swole up so hard it hurts. He then bent over with his beautiful ass in my face and at that moment I lost all rational thought. I moved his thong to the side, spit in his hole and pushed my dick in, heard the pop sound. He started moaning and squirming and it got me even harder the more he tried to get away. I’m balls deep in him slow stroking and grunting just looking at this beautiful bubble ass bounce as I grip his thong. I start to pick up aggression and get into a tunnel vision where I cannot stop anymore. All logic and rational thought goes away. I just wanted to flood this bottom for relief nothing else mattered. Next thing I know I grunt and felt myself throb inside him. He reaches behind to hold me inside him while he says thank you repeatedly. I slowly started coming back to my senses and we got dressed, exchanged contact and I left. Get to my car and put my hand in my pocket to grab my keys and I pulled out the condom. Fuck! I’m really trying to control these urges.

I went yesterday with a friend - we travelled up from London and got there just after 12-midday. On the journey we were talking and convinced ourselves that a daytimeCumUnion party on a Tuesday wouldn't be that busy. Oh, how wrong we were! The place was rammed and it was almost impossible to find parking. The guy on the door said there were 260 guys in. The venue is very large - a similar size to Greenhouse Darlaston. The main differences from Greenhouse being that the steam room is a large cruise maze, not just a room and seems to be one of the hotspots for action. I'd recommend wearing slides as the hard plastic anti-slip flooring in here makes your soles quite sore after a while, and the steam softens the skin. The dry cruise areas are very maze-like and you really can get lost there. I only bumped into my friend twice in 6 hours. The guys skewed towards rough/tough blue-collar blokes over 40 - definitely more bears and hardly any twinks. For me this was perfect! Naked was enforced (towels not to be worn) and this usually would put me off, but actually the atmosphere was so positive it was not an issue at all. Top to bottom ratio was - as is usual - many bottoms and few tops, but the guys seemed more willing to play versatile, so there was plenty of fun to be had. Activity definitely seemed to peak around 2pm and after the free buffet it seemed to become less busy. Although they sell refreshments and snacks, there's no alcohol. We stayed until about 7pm by which time numbers had dwindled to about 20 and it seemed there was no 'after work' second wave to speak of. The staff were excellent and really friendly - couldn't have been more helpful. I've been to other CumUnion parties and found them hard going if you're not a gym bunny or over 40. This was totally different: it was just so much relaxed horny fun. So we were both really impressed and I think this is an amazing place. It was well worth the entry and a three hour drive there and back. I'm already booking a Tuesday off next month to do this again. The weekend CumUnion will likely attract a different crowd just because it is a weekend, and I'd also like to try their bears themed day.

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.

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

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.

The next day Jess went to work and I knew i needed Omar and his friend again. But before I could make a move, I got a text message. 'Come grab a toy, we'll explain.' I went over and walked into his apartment and his friend handed me a very large toy, my hand couldn't wrap fully around it. "Go back to your place and work on this toy, once you are able to get it in, we'll come over and have fun." Omar said. "Ye, Sir." I responded and took it back to my apartment. I started off with a medium sized toy, and made sure to really work lube into me. I then worked my way up to a 9inch dildo we have used before to see how Jess enjoyed being spit roasted. Then it came time for the large toy after having a good amount of fun with the incher. The large toy wasn't too much longer, but man, it was definitely much thicker. Even with just finishing with the last dildo, this was giving me some trouble going in. It reminded me of a long time ago, trying regular sized toys in my ass only to have my tight virgin ass reject them. I added more lube, and even squirted some inside me. Cleanliness went out the window, lube was everywhere. There was a knock on the door, 'fuck' I thought, I can't answer the door like this if it isn't them. I looked through the eye glass and no one was there. I opened it a crack and looked down, there was a little black bag with2 new poppers, a Maximum Impact and a cum stained rag. I took the poppers inside and after struggling to open them took a hit of each. My head was spinning and my heart rate dropped, but I felt my ass loosen up even without the toy. I went back to it and sure enough the poppers helped it get past the first rung. It took a lot of moving back and forth and some pressure (my ass now craved to be used by this toy) but it was no good. I took the rag and put a small pour of poppers on a corner, folded it over and sprayed the same corner with Maximum Impact, then shoved the towel into my mouth and plugged my nose. The breath was deep and cold, almost too much for my lungs to handle. It did the trick, my ass loosened up just enough, I felt my hole stretch to its limit and it slowly sunk into me. My cock was the smallest it has ever been with this amount of strain on my hole. I moved the toy in and out, and then after a little bit was able to move it about half way into my body. I sent Omar a message. "Got it in," I texted. "Ok, face away from the door, on your knees, riding it when we come in." He replied. I did as I was told, a towel was under my knees so it wouldn't hurt, and then sat back towards my heels, my ass taking the massive toy into my ass. It wasn't long before the door opened. I assumed it was Omar and his friend, but I was afraid of punishment for looking. "Spread your cheeks lets see it work your ass." his friend said. I reached down and pulled my ass cheeks apart, and the toy sank in a good inch deeper before I lifted myself and sank down again onto it. Omar walked around to the front and his cock was at my mouths height. I leaned in to take it into my mouth, and he let me. His semi hard cock filled my mouth as his friend let his hand explore my ass, legs and back. After a while of giving Omar's cock some love he pulled his cock out and his friend laid down in front of me. Before I could figure out how to maneuver myself to keep the toy in, Omar un-suction-cupped the toy from the floor and used it as a lever to pull my ass up slightly, causing my body to fall forward onto his friends cock. As I started to suck his friend, Omar started to really fuck me roughly with the toy. It was hard to concentrate on giving pleasure when my ass felt like I sat on a traffic bollard. My ass started to loosen up though and it felt good. Poppers were once again administered to the rag and I was loving it. I was so focused on the feeling in my ass that the sound of the bathroom fan droned out, and all I could hear is the guys mumbling and feeling the toy get worked deeper and harder into me. The toy was taken out and I bowed my head in relief, yet sadness. I was pushed over his friend, and part of me hoped they would DP me. I was right. Omar's friend below me, positioned his cock into my hole, and Omar's cock helped his get pushed in along side his. It felt incredible, and I could really feel both cocks as they worked their way in and out at the same time and sometimes at different tempos. After a what felt like not enough time to be honest, his friend came inside me. Omar feeling his friend cum was driven over the edge and as his friend was resting deep inside me, Omar went faster and pumped his load to join his friends deep. They both pulled out and I was rolled off, and they got dressed. Before they left, Omar took the toy and shoved it into my ass. The toy so big even still, that it was able to stay inside me, my hole stretching so tight it wouldn't slide out.

Twin bro ~ b 4 5/6 Started to shave summer I turned 12. Hormones a *plenty* WAY before becoming a teen. I KNEW what I wanted.... When Mom/Dad & twin went to The Cities (Minneapolis/St. Paul) I was a PRECOCIOUS 'crotch-watcher'.... and would 'get caught'....STARING. I also had developed a 'technique' for contact....I spy out a guy with a BIG bulge.... in a crowd (The State Fair was PRIME territory)...as he passed, I √ out his BULGE.... turn around.... PASS him...then stop, looking around...standing directly in his path.....(out of the corner of my eye) when he was 2-3 steps away, I'd turn around 'looking off in the distance'.... if he were coming from my (L) I'd turn my left hand 'palm open' - thumb by left pants pocket... subtly take 1/2 step forward...so as to slow his gate...as my palm brushes across his bulge {completely LIMP hand-so as to conceal INTENDED contact) . . . making SURE to keep that 'off in the distance querying look' !! This is the FIRST time I have shared my antics....with ANYONE ! How exhilarating !

Chapter III "Hey guys, nice to see you again", said Mark the attendant as he opened my door and walked into my room. As he closed it, he said towards the hall, "he"ll be just a few minutes...and honey, well worth the wait!". Mark closed and locked the door behind him. As he turned around he said, "sure is getting busier out there. Got just two rooms left in the house. You got two regular hotties hanging outside your door too!'. He sat down on the bed and pulled out what looked like some kind of syringe without a needle. He went on to say that it was a lube shooter that had a mix of lube and a good amount of t. "It's pretty easy to do, just remove the cap on the end, wet the shaft, push it as far as it can go inside your butt and press the plunger to empty it." Mark said. "But to get the best effect, your butt should be pointing towards the ceiling and wait a good five minutes for the t to really in and absorbed." He then stood up and told me to slide down my bed some, then kick my legs up over my head and plant my boots on the wall above my head to keep my butt up towards the ceiling. I was hesitant and a little weirded out as I had no sexual attraction for Mark. He saw the look on my face and said, "c'mon, don't want to keep your fans waiting, do you? And don't think I will be making any moves on you. We're just buds.". As I got into position, Mark said. "I'll wet this shooter a little, put it into your hole, and empty it. Again,this position works the best so that the T will go nice and deep.And fyi, I do this quite often as I like getting guys spun so they have an even hotter time here. I am the master administrator." Now on my back, my shoulders pressed into the mattress, my legs over my head with boots on the wall holding me like this. "Here comes your first booty bump!" Mark said as he quickly slipped the shooter into my ass, pushed the plunger, and pulled it out. In seconds I freaked out. "Damn! Something is wrong! Stop! It burns! ". Mark giggled some then said that it will for a few minutes and then goes away. He said then my hole will feel like never before. Mark then went to the door and told got me to stay like I was until he got back in about five minutes. He walked out of my room and as he closed the door, I heard him say that I'd be ready in about five minutes to someone(s) in the hallway. My heart began to pound and race. I began to sweat. I was warm and getting hotter. My dick began to leak precum and was growing. My attention became focused on my hole - it felt like it needed something. The sensation grew intense. My dick was now hard and stuck up under the band of my jock and was dripping precum down my stomach. I grabbed my dick and squeezed it a few times to relieve the pressure. More precum flowed out. I then reached back to my hole and as my finger came in contact with it, an electric like warm sensation shot through me and I let out a low moan. My eyes closed and I readjusted my boots on the wall above me, spreading my legs wider, exposing more of my now on fire jock framed shaved smooth hole. By instinct, I removed my finger and wiped up some of my precum, then began to circle my finger around my hole. Fuckin damn! I began to tap on my hole as it twitched. It felt so very empty. Licking and wetting two fingers, I pushed tagainst my hole - and was surprised there was no resistance. I pushed in right up to my hand, sending my body into a craze I hadn't felt before. Pulled them out and pushed them back in. I began groaning quietly, my mouth opening and closing, tongue darting out some and drool running from the corner of my lips. In and out, a little faster and harder I went. I tweaked my left nip with the other hand in between squeezing my now throbbing dick. Waves of heat and pleasure rocked my body. My door opened quickly and as it closed, Mark said, "Now that's what I like to see! Looks like you are liking the booty bump! Bet you are wanting some dick up that butt about now, eh?". I nodded my head yes and the words, " fuck me. fuck my tight hole. fuck me!' just flowed from my mouth as I kept finger fucking my very horned up hole! "Now, now, J, that's just not the plan," Mark said as he came closer and I bounced my ass up towards him. "Grab your boots and pull those legs nice and wide for me. Keep that hole high to the ceiling, " he said. As I did so Mark dived into my ass, his tongue slipping deep into my hole, then bobbing his head tongue fucking me. I was in awe. "Please, fuck me. I need dick. Lots of dick. Fuck me. Please!" After a few minutes Mark pulled his head away and stood up. "Ok, now drop those legs, sit up in the corner of the bed, knees bent, legs spread, boots on the bed, and play with your hole. Show me how hungry you are for dick. I teased my hole with my fingers, tapping on it. - making a tap like wet flesh sound. Teased my hole with a finger slipping it just inside then.out. "Oh yeah, you are more than ready J boy. Gonna open this door, walk out, and leave the door open. You keep playing with your hole. Will only be a minute or two and those two guys, you know the hotties from before, they are going to come for you. They will take you to their room at the end of the hall, up neat the front. They have a VIP room. Just do as they ask." Mark grinned, opened the door and left. He knodded his head to the left of the hallway as he walked away. Two shadows of men formed on my door and grew larger quickly until their entire bodies were visible as they stood in my doorway. I sat there, tapping my hole and partially fingering it while playing with my nip. My head hung back and I licked my lips as I took in their hot, masculine bods. More to cum?

I have a pa'd cock.. captured ball type, not as large as it is now but.. several years ago I was in Melbourne with work and spent some time at club 80 on the friday night. Was downstairs and fucked a boy bent over on a platform.. great fuck, blew and then pulled out. It felt odd and in the semi darkness felt down and I was missing the ball! Stopped the boy from leaving.. bent him over , planted two fingers in and was able to get the ball out. He said that he had felt something that was hurting him a bit , but had no idea what was causing it.. we both had a laugh about it.. swapped details and I had him again 3 months later. Now always make sure that the ball is tight when I go out.

Totally the same here, not into damage or quantity. For me, it's the sight of seeing a guy really enjoy his smoke, the way he holds the cigarette in his hand, between his lips, the hunger and pleasure you see when a guy lights up after he's had to wait for a smoke. These were the types of guys a sought out, to watch whether in the street or online. Guys like you @cansmoker84 who I have followed for many years on various sites, your passion for smoking was what drew me to you. Then watching your progression, the addition of tats n piercings, your leather, to your poz journey. So hot.

I had gone to a gay bar in Louisville, which was a brand-new thing for me as 1) I had never cruised anyone anywhere and didn’t know the first thing about it, and 2) I don’t drink. How clueless was I, you ask? I brought a book to read, that’s how clueless. So I’m sitting there at a small round table in a corner with my idiot nose half-buried in a book, and this guy walks up to me and says, “Today is my birthday, and I really don’t want to spend it alone.” ”You shouldn’t have to,” I replied. He grinned, then said he lived not far away and would I mind coming to his apartment? I did, and he bred me three separate times that evening. We didn’t discuss who would bottom, he just took what he wanted, and I did what seemed very natural to me. The fuck was everything I had imagined it could be, and sort of cemented the direction I would go from then on. When we were done I let him know that I had been taken my gay virginity, but he didn’t seem to believe me. He had me back a couple more times before he had had enough of my ass and was ready to move on. Some people might ask what I thought of the fact that the first man who ever fucked me was black, if that contributes to me particularly enjoying servicing men of color. But honestly, when I think of him, all I think of was that it was his birthday, and he didn’t want to spend it alone. Either that or he had a good pick-up line. Note: The first guy who fucked me is not the same as the first guy who sucked me off, but that’s a completely different - and much stranger - story.

My latest load... Taggedslut Breeding! There’s a local 26 yr old lad on Grindr who is fit as fuck. His pics show him in the gym in black t shirt, shorts and baseball cap with white nike socks. He’s clearly got a bf but it doesn’t stop him using me as his slut when he needs an anon cumdump to get off in. He’s just delivered his load and was particularly horny as he messaged me wanting me to get preloaded for him. He said he didn’t want to know who but wanted to find my cunt used, tagged as proof of use and full of cum. I quickly found a willing random who wanted to breed. It’s fucking hot knowing your taking a strangers load purely as lube. The 26 yr old waited until I confirmed I’d been bred then drove over. My hole had been left filled and plugged and that’s just how he found me. There’s no doubt I’m used as just his sleazy faggot when he needs to cheat on his bf. He unzipped his skinny ripped jeans and slapped his semi against the plug a few times. He paused to peel the jeans down his legs and he yanked the plug straight out. It must have been cum covered as he rubbed it over his now solid dick. Like me he’s a fellow popper freak so he grabbed em and placed the head of his dick at my cummy hole. He took a deep hit and pushed in. His full 8 inches filled my cunt as he treated me to a proper horny fucking. Most guys just want to get off, he was here for a work out! I moaned with pleasure and was told to, ‘shut the fuck up’! He fucked harder and deeper than he’d done before and I loved it. I was pinned to the bed as he totally creamed the strangers load inside me. Every time he was close he dropped the pace. He clearly needed to use a cumslut but was making the most of his cheating dick using my willing cunt. He took a deep hit and I knew he was ready to pump a load! I grabbed his throbbing dick with my ass muscles and his legs tensed up ready for a good hard pounding. I felt him take a deep breath and then the release. His hot cheating cum was being pumped into my creamed cunt and fuck did he shoot a hot load. He pulled out and grabbed the pen and tagged me as CUM SLUT, zipped up and left his load dribbling from my hole. Fucking horny as ever! GRINDR26.

absolutely right! it all needs to go down deep and stay there!

Good idea. I am getting on prep right now so by the time #nonutnovember is over I can flood some bottoms with a full month’s load.

id rather have 3 loads @ 10 min each than 1 load in 30 minutes.

I often let my son invite his buds to gang fuck my ass…. My oldest boy has several friends who love to drop a few loads while hanging out …. My house is full of twins…. Thank god! Lol….

Yesterday got fucked by a black guy who found me on sniffies, works in my area and looking for a reliable cumdump to fuck anon. Of course being the pig I am for anon fucks I jumped on the occasion and got myself ready for him. Didn't hear from him the whole day and then in the evening got my first and only text from him that read "I'm downstairs. You ready to get bred?". That made my dick twitch, I send him the apt number and info, unlocked my door, got myself ready on the bed, blindfolded myself, put my jock, and waited. He wasted no time and rammed it in, I yelped in protest but he didn't care and kept going. Nice rough fuck that lasted 30 mins, he stopped a few times, I assume to edge himself with my hole, and once he was ready to cum he pushed me hard into the mattress and bred me. No words exchanged at the end, no thank you or anything, he got dressed and left in unceremonious silence. Just got 1 text an hour later that said "Great pussy. I want it on the regular". Getting the feeling I'l be seeing this guy again in the coming days 🙂

Young sailor, had a few encounters, but met a group in the hot tub who told me that I was cute and to come sit on their cocks. Obviously, I knew better, but invit d an older Cuban guy with a fat dick to meet me at the room in a few. He arrived, I sucked his cock and he grabbed my legs and made me feel like a real bitch. On his shoulders my legs were thrown over him and he pushed his hard big ass dick into me. I should have let him continue, but he didn't want a condom and I insisted. He pulled out and put on a condom super tight so it could break and jammed it back in. Damn, it felt good, he then aggressively flipped me over and started pounding deep. I didn't know at the time but he had removed the condom, this was the first time I had cum hands free with a cock and didn't know it was possible, as he put it in to the hilt, no mercy. I moaned like a good little bitch as I came and stayed in position so he could do his business. He thrusted hard and faster as I was pinned to the cheap sheet and mattress in that room, hands grabbing the linen wanting it to end, and he must have cum inside of me then.He pulled out, and I offered to suck him to cum, but he acted wierd about it. I noticed no cum in the condom and he quickly left. Afterwards, I smelled my fingers after touching my beaten down boy pussy and smelled cum. He blasted a fat load into me. I wish he would have hooked up later since he had done the deed, to pump me full of his cum on a daily basis. I still fantasize about that stealth load 12 years after the fact with him secretly breeding my ass.

He's got a bf, I've got a bf but we meet up once or twice a week in the woods for a pump and dump. And he's such an arrogant fucker too. Only wants to give me 10 minutes notice! I told him I need 20 minutes to clean my hole. We agreed for 10:45 pm. I show up on time. He is 15 minutes late. I was pissed off. If I had not been so horny, I would have left. He pulls up on his bike and says hi. I say nothing. I follow him into the brush. He pulls on my nipples. I pull on his. He forces my head down to blow him. I fucking hate when guys do that to me. I have got the most foul look on my face which he can't see in the darkness. I take a hit of poppers. He yanks my jogging pants down, whirls me around and mounts me. I forget I am pissed as the poppers take hold. In less than a minute, he shoots his load and my hole feels slimy. I go to stand up but he forces me to stay bent over. His cock never leaves my ass. He takes a hit of poppers and fucks me again. He lasts longer this time. And then comes load number two. I always get two loads in a row from him. I pull my pants up and walk off. Not even saying goodbye. I usually lick him clean and I think he was stunned that I withheld that service. Maybe next time Wolfgang if you get your ass there on time...

As a NYU graduate who came to NYC from Nebraska I know what it’s like being new meat going to the Eagle for the first time.

Just re-read (most) of this discussion. i posted pretty early on and now have some retrospective understanding. For perspective, i'm a critical care nurse and have volunteered to care for Covid poz patients since March of 2020, i have >1500 hours of direct care for Covid poz patients. It's been a wild ride, and not over yet. The last couple of months we have had double the Covid patients where i work than we did at any time last year. Delta variant. 92% unvaccinated, and that number seems to be pretty standard nation wide. When i first posted, we knew Covid was transmitted air borne, and now we know it can also be enteric (i.e., the digestive system). So, sucking a cock of a guy who has fucked an ass of a guy who has an enteric Covid infection increases risk. The virus has a shell that helps it survive stomach acid, so it can be transmitted fecally. That said, i have only had one patient who had a Covid enteric infection, which is just an anecdotal and personal observation. Either way, it isn't just a respiratory disease. To date, i have had very little sex since Covid. i don't like aps, so most of my hook up was at cruising locations. That ended for me March 2020 and i have not been to any cruising location since then. i got vaccinated December 2020 and am getting a booster this week. But evidence has demonstrated that the Pfizer vaccine dropped to as low as 20% efficacy, so while it is a fantastic weapon against Covid, it is not a panacea. i, apparently, was unable to find a way to be what i perceive as an "ethical slut." I.e., i haven't been a practicing slut since before Covid.

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

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

Was in a dom-sub relationship. Top was heavy into BDSM. Locked me in chastity for months. He had the filthiest mouth with an equally massive dick that utterly destroyed my insides. There were many times where I didn’t want to fuck because it just plain hurt. While fucking me (almost always from behind) he’d whisper in my ear that I’m just a worthless cunt and that my sissy boi-pussy is only good for emptying his balls and bladder in. He would often squeeze my balls to the point it felt like he was gonna crush them, or sometimes threatening to castrate me and he’d put rubber bands on my balls. But, he did teach me how to cum hands free thru p-spot orgasms. My prostate was constantly being stimulated with dildos, the fuck machine, p-spot stimulators, vibrating butt plugs, and of course his fingers and cock. In my head, I can still hear him growling at me, “Cum fo’ me, cum like a bitch! I wanna feel your pussy nut all over my dick! You ain’t a man no mo’, you a sissy ass boi with a busted up cunt!” We did have our moments, though, usually after a marathon fuck session. We’d be spooning in bed, him slow fucking me, and he’d ask me if I was comfortable taking it to the next level (i.e. castration, feminization, becoming his CD/T-Girl). He eventually let me go, but we kept in touch. I was even invited to his wedding. He found his dream girl, a beautiful Filipina trans-woman with a smoking hot body that he funded.

CH1. After a few long, and mentally straining years, Alec was elated to have finally finished up Med school. But this left him with an issue, hes burnt out by the Boston area. He's seen all the sights, went to a lot of the stores, slept with one or two men, and he needed a change in scenery for the summer. So he decided to take a trip all the way to Texas for that change he's been needing. Alec got home after his graduation party to tell his family he'd be going, and after saying his goodbyes, he packed all his things and left on a plane for Texas, and this is where our story begins. Alec steps out of the airport, narrating to himself. "Well, guess this is my home for the next few months, now to actually get a roof over my head." He walks down the street, trying to find a hotel, ignoring the obvious stares he got from men due to his feminine stature and curve revealing pants. He could not find much of anything in his price range. He felt defeated until he say a flier on the wall advertising a ranch in need of new ranch hands. It advertised flexible hours, housing, and "life changing experiences" *wink wink*. This was enough for Alec, he takes the flier and puts its address into Google Maps, beginning the long walk. It had been hours since he started walking, and Alec was absolutely dying from this heat, and had gone through all his water. He was sweaty and tired, but was only a few miles away from the ranch now. However his legs could not go on and he collapsed into the sand, thinking that this was the end. However, a truck pulled up, and out came an absolute Adonis. 6'5, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and a sort of boy-ish charm on his face. Alec was sure that this was some kind of hallucination before he would die until the man said "Hello? Are you alright?" in a thick Texan accent. Alec looks up at him and manages to say "Waterrrrrr". The man nods and looks in his truck. "Ah shit, drank all mine, think you can hang on until we get to the ranch not too far off?" Alec shook his head and the stranger sighs. "I have one idea, but you might not like it stranger" Alec just looks at him. "I'll try anything..." The man nods and, undoes his buckle and takes off his pants? Alec blushes brightly from this action, now being face first with possibly the biggest cock he has ever seen. "U...uh hows this supposed to get me well...hydrated?" The man then says "I uh have to piss. But its mostly just water I swear! Might help you enough till we can get you back." Alec was caught off guard by this but felt as if he had no choice. He just opens his mouth, tongue out as the man slowly penetrated his mouth. The man did and slowly pissed down Alec's throat. Alec was grossed out with himself at first but then, began to actually like the feeling. His eyes roll up as he started taking the cock deeper into his throat. The man then pulls his cock out, holding back from pissing more. "I uh think you should be good now stranger? Unless, you want more~" The man smirks at Alec. Alec didn't even feel his body hesitate as he wrapped his mouth around that big shaft again, drinking up whatever the stranger had left. But then, the stranger held onto the back of his head. "Mmm, you sure you were just thirsty, or are you just a little girly slut?" The man then starts thrusting his dick in and out of Alec's mouth, but Alec didnt protest, he just took it. The stranger took forever to cum, his stamina was like nothing Alec had ever seen before. After a solid 30 minutes of him face fucking Alec, he finally came down his throat, causing Alec to cum in his pants. The man chuckles and picks Alec up. "Cmon, its getting too damn hot in here" He takes him inside the air conditioned truck, they then take off their shirts, both their sweaty bodies press up against eachother. The man smirks down at Alec. "Well arent you thristy? Drink up little bitch." Alec again felt as if he had no control as he started to lick the sweat off of this cowboy, taking in his smell, he especially got addicted to burying his face in the man's armpit. The man chuckles and spanks Alec's ass. "Damn you even smell like a woman sissy boy, what's a cutie like yourself doing all the way out here anyhow?" Alec pulls his face away, panting. "Job offer...for the ranch." The man smirks some more and takes off his pants fully. "Well I'm one of the ranch managers, I think we can count this as your interview then. The name is Kanan." Alec stares at Kanan's cock, still in disbelief that he was able to fit that down his throat. He figured that Kanan wanted to fuck him now so he tried to take out a condom from his bag. Kanan saw this and shook his head. "Nope, not allowed. Barebacking only" Alec's experience as a medstudent screamed at him to not do this, he did not know if Kanan was clean or not. But he lost control again as Kanan fingered him to loosen him up. "Damn, you even get wet on your own back here like a girl. I don't even need my lube I think." Alec's rational thought then went away as he lifts himself up into Kanan's lap, sitting down on his fat cock, beginning to bounce. Kanan relaxed for the first 30 minutes as Alec bounced non stop, moaning and losing his mind even more from how good it felt. But Kanan felt himself about to cum so he thrusts harder, the hardest Alec has been fucked so far, he might have even felt some tearing. Kanan then smirks at Alec's fucked stupid expression and asks "Are you ready for your breeding slut? Im gonna knock you up!" Alec's eyes widen at this, "F..fuck you're poz? Get out of me!" But his dick got harder and he even came a little from the reveal, he knew deep down that he might have actually wanted this. Kanan chuckles and leans up, kissing Alec deeply before saying. "Aww you don't want my seed? Because I can stop anytime and just shoot my dirty load down your throat instead. Alec had kissed Kanan back, he tried to think rationally but instead just begs outloud. "F..fuck knock me up! Poz me with your cock already~" And with that Kanan shot his thick, toxic cum into Alec's neg ass. Kanan kept pumping more and more cum in, not pulling out. The two men stay like this for a while, until Alec gets back up. "S..shit I got to get this out of me." Kanan chuckles and says. "Oooor, you could just leave in my cum, and start sucking my cock. I have another load left to feed you, and some piss." Alec again weighed the options, deciding to go ahead and suck off Kanan some more. After a few hours of cum and piss filled action, Kanan was bringing the now asleep Alec to his new room in the ranch. The first day of dirty toxic fun had tired him out, but he still had 6 more months of it, and unluckily or luckily for the neg little femboy, every single person on this ranch was Poz, waiting for a chance at that neg boy pussy.

I don’t mind if the bottom is hard or soft. if it’s soft it means I don’t need to care about them and can fuck as hard and deep as I want without trying to hit their prostate. if it’s hard then I like to treat it like an oversized overactive clit. I’d be more interested in if I can fuck the cum out of a bottom, If I can slap around their cock and balls and most importantly, if they can stay horny after cumming. Hottest thing is getting a bottom to cum on your cock then using it as lube to fuck them. Guaranteed to tighten their hole also after they cum.

Oh and looky: the guy who says he can't stand to read about politics is back in the politics forum downvoting things instead of, you know, being an adult and staying the fuck out of an area that allegedly doesn't interest him. How sad a life one has to live, to seek out stuff that's already helpfully segregated away from other info PRECISELY so that it can be avoided if you don't like the topic - just for the purpose of downvoting people.

Every time some snot-nosed GOP apologist queer tries to tell me that Republicans aren't opposed to gay people's rights any more, and we should be more concerned about things like rich people's taxes, I'd love to print this out, roll it up, and shove it up their asses. The only reason there's only 206 and not 208 Republicans voting against the bill is that two of them are dead and can't vote. There's also a single vacancy on the Democratic side, for a member who left to join the Biden administration, but I can assure you his successor (whoever it ends up being) would have voted for the bill.

If I am at the bathhouse, I usually lace my boots back on and have a cock ring. Nothing else. I love the feel of spreading my legs without any restraint.

Dudes going COMMANDO!!! The dick-head flopping around in loose shorts on the beach! Or COMMANDO IN DENIMS! Worn denims! Button-fly denims that aren't buttoned 'all the way', either in the middle, the top or both! A signal, 'dude is a slut', horny and eager to be naked! BIG FETISH! Maybe when I came out in Minneapolis and then in West Hollywood, the most 'popular' (slutty) guys seemed to always flaunt their big bulges with pride! And I didn't see many in awkward underwear doing that! It electrified me when THE RIDGE of the head, as is common on circumcised cocks left a permanent 'marking in the denim crotch!! Holy shit! Always FLAUNTING and advertising! These guys were hardcore cruisers who in the early stages of me coming out I was a bit 'afraid' of. To them I was 'just a number', a trick, staring at me. Leaning back against the bar to show off his junk, the schlong and ballsack filling out the stretched material... and the posers would presumably devour you with their eyes or stealthly from behind sun-glasses, already pre-cuming in anticipation of breeding a hole! A RANDOM HOLE, your hole, my hole. And you could see the fat cock and that RIDGE growing... and then the guy would follow you to the bath-room and whip that vulgarly-flaunted dick out in one swift move. HOT-DAMN! A definite always a champ-cock! And then that casual nod or the 'what's up'... on your knees and suck it, that huge lollipop even before he stops dripping! I Typically froze up as a twink, laboring with delusions of 'Mister Right' and monogamy! Then later, the as I become a genuine slut, GOING COMMANDO became a FETISH, even hotter than jocks and more erotic than sexy on-line slut-wear. Sometimes I can VIRTUALLY TASTE those cocks when a guys leans back and poses and it's obvious he is going COMMANDO!!!

Literally this.

NO GAY MAN SHOULD FUCK ANYONE WHO SUPPORTS TRUMP. For any reason. Tell them why you won’t fuck them and that is because they support a fascist racist slimeball moron.

I can't speak for anyone else here, but I don't think it's morally okay, especially when it comes to the health of another person. The real question though is whether Breeding Zone is the most appropriate place to contemplate about society's or one's own moral standards.

Awesome writing and wicked hot story bro. I can't get through the first chapter without blowing a huge load