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Part 18 - The Stable Hand Alex sat alone on the grass some fifty meters from the palace watching the setting sun lost in his own thoughts, the burning image in his head was of Max and the tattoos over his soft firm looking skin and beautiful body, he was still perfection in Alex's eyes and he knew that Max was quietly smitten on him and vice versa. Tracking him down was proving to be hard, he could have the Monrovia Intelligence Service hunt and track Max down through their connections with law enforcement agencies across Europe but that was not his thing. Doing so would open a barrage of questions for people he didn't know or want to know right now. Weirdly Artem and Liam had gone in to town for dinner and a few drinks together, he would have loved nothing more than to with them yet he knew they needed some down time from the royal palace. Dusk was drawing in quickly and he decided to walk round to the paddock to see if Danbury was out before being put away for the night, he skirted around to the kitchen grabbing an apple before setting off. If was so peaceful at Greenacres which is what Alex loved most about the place, seeing the paddock was empty he continued walking along the fence and in to the stable yard and saw Danbury with his head out the stable door munching on some hay then snorting and nodding his head seeing Alex walking across the yard. Alex stroked him on the head 'Hello boy, enjoying your bedtime snack, here do not tell the others' he asked snickering and giving Danbury the apple, his attention though was drawn to some weird noises coming from the barn across the yard. Alex could have sworn he heard a slightly angry deep voice that sounded familiar, he kissed and patted Danbury then walked across to investigate if there was a secret party going on. The door slightly ajar Alex peeked through and heard the deep velvety voice that was totally recognisable but not what he expected 'That's it, yeah, riding you like the bitch you are. Make a noise again and I will horse whip your pretty arse until it bleeds. Yeah I know you like getting whipped.' he heard Marty say and not very quietly either. Peering in further he could make out Marty dressed in his breeches and boots, the braces hanging by his side and in his right hand he was holding a riding crop. His breeches lowered over his arse and hips that were moving quickly with some force against the arse of a guy bent over the saddle rack making pleasurable moans. Each time the guy moaned too loudly Marty would whip him gently on the thigh then pummel him harder with his cock. Marty himself was letting out groans of joy often throwing his head back looking upwards, his naked torso was drenched in sweat clearly giving the guy under him a very hard time. Suddenly he heard Marty again 'That's my boy, this stallion is gonna breed you up good' with that he thrusted in harder dropping the riding crop and collapsing on top to the guy holding his shoulder so he couldn't move away, keeping his cock buried deep and sowing his seed moaning in orgasm. The guy whimpering at the force of Marty's orgasm and his legs shaking under the weight of the body now resting on top, squeals each time Marty clenched his arse cheeks forcing his cock deeper for maximum effect. Alex moved his head quickly and in doing so banged it hard with a loud clank and thud against the barn door rattling the whole door, he gasped from the pain and trying desperately not to yelp he darted back then quickly ran across the stable yard at some speed to get out of view. All the time he was laughing but so aroused. By the time Marty had disentangled himself and made it over to the barn door the person was gone and the yard looked deserted, they both looked at each other in fear, if word got back they would both be in trouble big time. Alex ran up to his bedroom and in to the shower where he masturbated reliving the scene he had just seen unfold before his eyes. Alex had know idea that panic had ensued in the barn, the young footman had freaked out hearing the noise at the barn door and scampered back to the palace to hide away in his room. Alex woke after a good nights sleep that had been filled with the sight of Marty looking deep in to his eyes whipping his thigh if he blinked. Chuckling to himself he softly padded across the bedroom and in to the bathroom to shower, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and noticed the blood stain high above his left eyebrow and the cut he obtained banging and scraping his head on the door last night. There was also a slight purple tinge from a bruise and he couldn't help but giggle at the sight of him looking back, horror then shot through him wondering how he was going to explain this to Marty let alone anyone else who would ask, and they were going to as it was so noticeable. As expected when he went to breakfast he had a hard time trying to explain how he got the cut and bruise without raising any further questions, his standard excuse was he slipped in the stable yard hitting the top part of a stable door that was open. He bided his morning by swimming in the pool trying to break his own record of twenty laps without stopping and failing miserably at seventeen then giving up. Laying on the sunbed to dry off he then upstairs to change in to his breeches and boots, he looked out of the window deciding to wear a t-shirt so he could strip it off if he got to hot on his ride and take a dip in the lake. He wasn't feeling particularly hungry so Alex went to the kitchen to grab a couple of apples then he strode slowly over to the stables nearly thirty minutes early, Gary was leaving for the day having been up early for the king and queen who went riding early in the morning leaving only Marty in charge of the stables. Danbury made a noise seeing Alex and trotted over to the paddock fence waiting impatiently, Alex pulled the spare apple out of his pocket and fed it to Danbury 'Hello boy, you ready to go riding?' he asked watching Danbury enjoy his secret snack. Suddenly he noticed Brandy come galloping over and Alex knew that Marty must be approaching. "Afternoon your highness" Marty called out, "You are early I do not have Danbers saddled up". "I can see that" Alex replied, "I can do it, in fact I would rather do it if you do not mind" he said trying to avoid looking. Marty leaned on the fence as Brandy nudged him "Fine day to ride, where do you want to go?". Alex turned to him "Anywhere, I need to exercise my boy" he said forgetting about his bruise. "That looks a nasty cut and bruise" Marty remarked, "How did it happen?" he asked smirking. Alex was about to reply but Marty cut in "Bang your head on the barn door last night?" he asked. Alex turned back to pat Danbury "I can't recall how it happened" he mumbled. Marty opened the gate of the paddock "Heard someone sneaking around the barn last night" he said. Alex knew Marty was watching him "Did you catch them?" he asked genuinely. "No, but they banged their head pretty hard on the door running away" Marty replied smiling, "Come on boy". Alex felt his face go hot and quickly acted normally "Maybe we should get security cameras there". Marty ignored his remarked and walked off smirking knowing full well it was the prince last night, Brandy followed Marty without any hesitation keen to get his attention by nudging him. Alex followed with Danbury and he went in to the stable store to retrieve his saddle keeping silent until his horse was kitted out. Marty stripped off his shirt and placed his braces over his bare skin and swiftly mounted Brandy waiting for Alex, they trotted out of the yard and behind the paddock before opening up their horses in to a gallop for half an hour then a slow canter before having a stop at the lake to let the horses drink. His eyes kept wandering over to Marty's body that he wanted lick all over. He stopped giving himself a good telling off for having such perverted thoughts, it didn't help the way Marty handled the riding crop in his hand then sticking it in his breeches. The guy was a complete arrogant, butch looking man as he stood tending to Brandy. "You are a good rider Marty, who taught you?" Alex asked trying to make some normal conversation. Marty sat beside the prince "Gary and Prince Alden taught me" he replied, "I have the best job" he said sighing happily. Alex smiled "I learnt to ride with my brother" he said, "Didn't like it at first but I didn't quit". Alex noticed Marty was fiddling with his riding crop "You always carry that?" he asked. Marty glanced and smirked "Always just in case" he replied, "Mostly for gentle encouragement". "I hope you never use it anger on the horses" he said, "We should head back" Alex said standing up. Marty looked up at him "Why, you worried they will miss you, send out a search party?" he asked. Alex walked to his horse "No!" he replied, "I am not governed by my whereabouts". Marty stood up "You sure?" he asked, "Only you seem a little weary of being alone with me". Alex turned and smiled "I have seen you use that riding crop and not on a horse". Where that came from he had no idea and immediately he regretted the words that flowed from his mouth with such ease. Marty stared at Alex with a malevolent grin on his face and Alex couldn't fathom why he now found the stable hand even more sexier. It wasn't helped by the way he was dressed standing their with the crop in his hand tapping it against his boot, the provocative way the braces ran over his dark lightly hairy chest. Everything about him was incredibly sexy and deliberately acted out in an enticing manner of a man so sure of his sexual allure, in fact Alex only knew he was gay by catching him last night pounding the hell out of some lad who was clearly in heaven. "Did you like watching me ride that bitch?" Marty asked keeping his gazed fixed on the prince. Alex was now stumped for words "Maybe you wished it was you" Marty added swaggering towards Alex. Marty now stood mere feet from the prince "Whipping you if you make a sound?" he asked. "Tie you to the saddle rack and be at my mercy all night in the barn" Marty said inching closer. Suddenly the riding crop was raised in the air and Alex watched completely under his spell as the softness of the leather was gently ran over his cheek and up to the bruise where he tapped it lightly but it was enough to make Alex flinch feeling the pain. He grabbed the riding crop and blinked his eyes. "How dare you do that to me!" Alex exclaimed sounding a trite angry. Marty smiled "Why what are you going to do about it?" he asked moving closer. Alex stood his ground "Remember who you are addressing" he said firing a warning shot at him. Marty chuckled "Your highness" he said slashing the riding crop through the air and bowing. Alex stepped back and Marty smiled "Come on lets get going" he said as if nothing had happened. Before Alex could even figure out what had happened Marty was on Brandy and already trotting off leaving Alex behind. Alex stood there shaking his head 'No, this game isn't over yet' he told himself mounting Danbury and galloping off in front of Marty without looking back. He was smiling to himself more so around the way Marty had treated him like a sex toy without even physically touching him, his cock was so hard from being aroused it was hurting each time the saddle hit from the horses movement as he galloped off. When Alex did look back Marty was way off and only riding at a canter, riding in to the stable yard Alex dismounted and lead Danbury over to the water trough then went in to the stable office and retrieved two bottles of water waiting for Marty to arrive back. The grace in which Marty effortlessly dismounted Brandy was incredible to watch and his svelte thin body could fool anyone. He may by skinny but it was a muscular skinny and underneath he was a completely different character that had Alex so intrigued and desperately wanting him to take him to the barn. Alex walked Danbury over to the paddock and removed his harness, after all he did promise to muck out his stable something he hadn't done since he learnt to ride. Marty followed on behind chatting away to Brandy who seemed to enjoy hearing Marty's voice, removing the harness Marty closed the paddock gate watching Brandy for a moment. "I will show you where the fresh bedding hay is" Marty said turning and walking towards the barn. Alex nervously giggled and followed on "Okay" he simply replied walking quickly to keep up. "Haven't done this since I learnt to ride" Alex said trying to engage him in conversation. Marty looked back at the prince "Your highness is in for a treat then" he replied smirking. The guy was just so cool and relaxed that Alex found himself getting even more desperate for Marty to make a move on him, the memory of seeing him whipping the lad he was fucking aroused him, Alex suddenly chuckled to himself comparing that memory to a rider in a dressage competition, his arse moved with fast elegance, the cheeks so firm they didn't ripple or bounce and he would have scored a perfect round he thought. It was hard going and the humidity was not helping but Alex continued on until he had mucked out the stable and laid fresh bedding down for Danbury. He replenished the hay trough and took the remainder back to the barn as instructed by Marty. Alex had stripped off his t-shirt and tucked it in to his breeches, Marty picked up his riding crop then tucked it in to his breeches at the back and followed Alex back to the barn. Alex entered the barn and put the feeding hay back then picked up his bottle water that sat on top of a hay bale and took a swig watching Marty and the beads of sweat mingled in the light covering of hairs on his chest. Marty held out his hand for Alex's bottle of water. "You have one over there" Alex said nodding to where his bottle was. Marty nodded at Alex making a grabbing movement with his hand "I want yours". Alex was in half a mind to spit water at him, instead he handed it over "Why?" he asked. Marty looked at him "Yours is closer" he replied swigging from the bottle. Alex stared back at him "Do you always take what is close then?" he asked playing a dangerous game. Marty smirked "I know all about you your highness" he replied retrieving the riding crop. Alex gulped as Marty ran the horse whip up his chest then tapped his chin "Ouch!" Alex complained. "You need training, to prim and proper for me" Marty said running the whip over Alex's chest again. Alex stared at him "Ouch, that hurts" he complained as Marty tapped his left nipple hard. "Definitely need breaking in" Marty said moving the whip until it was behind Alex's neck. An erotic pleasure took over Alex "Did you like what you saw last night?" Marty now asked. Alex grinned staring at him and Marty smiled "I knew it was you, dirty little prince" he cooed teasingly. In one quick movement Marty pulled the whip coaxing Alex forward, about to open his mouth and complain again at the manhandling he was getting, he was immediately taken by surprise. Marty sunk his tongue in to Alex's mouth locking his lips as he furiously kissed the prince. Alex stood there with his arms by his side letting Marty do his work, he was in a state ready to burst. In the barn away from the palace, the thought of having sex here, in the straw completely enthralled him. This was very real being kissed by this devilish looking man that acted like butter wouldn't melt. His thoughts abruptly interrupted when he became aware of the horse whip slipping under the band of his breeches, he felt even more aroused as it moved lower between his cheeks until the leather strap ran over his hole several times before being removed. Marty stopped kissing him "Bend over the hay bale" he demanded. Alex looked at it "Over that?" he asked then looking back at Marty. Marty stood there looking inpatient "Come on stupid it isn't complicated" he responded. Marty turned Alex around and pushed him over the bale "Hang on!" Alex said trying to get up. His hand forced Alex back down over the hay bale, legs one side, hands over the other side with his body laying across. He gasped at the sudden weight of Marty straddling across his lower back, attempting to move he suddenly cried out as Marty brought the whip down hard against Alex's left thigh 'I will break you in boy, just like all stallions need breaking in' Marty said with his deep velvety voice, the tone so erotic it had Alex going to jelly inside. The whip cracked down again in exactly the same spot and Alex yelped again 'Keep making that noise and I will keep whipping you until you stop' he said. A weird turmoil of thoughts entered his head, wanting this to stop but wanting more at the same time, confused but so aroused he obeyed and lowered his head looking at the barn floor with a smile on his face. Reaching behind Marty began working Alex's breeches down over his arse until it was fully exposed, his weight began shifting backwards. Giving the arse cheeks a couple of light taps with the riding crop his freed hand extracting his pulsing cock from the breeches, already drooling precum. He was not about to let the prince know this but Marty had been sexually attracted to Alex for years and was now about to take what he most desired, it was nothing to do with him being the prince only down to how sexy looking he was. So far Alex had not disappointed Marty, he kissed with so much energy that Marty knew this was going to happen. His fingers pushed his cock down rubbing it against the royal hole that waited for taking, his precum making the action effortless and he continued moistening the hole listening to the soft pleasuring moans the prince made. Another batch of oozing precum got worked against the hole this time, with more and more pressure his cock began to slowly open the royal hole. Alex laid still with eyes half closed and no idea what to expect or even how equipped Marty was down there, something he was beginning to find out very quickly though. Raising his head slightly and moaning louder Marty was getting in deep, deeper and deeper, figuring he must be smaller in girth to Liam but definitely longer. He let out a gasp feeling the coarseness of Marty's pubes finally rubbing against his arse. Marty let out a huge sigh of pleasure 'We going for a trot first' he softly said shuffling his hips forward then back, forward then back. Alex gasped with each forward motion then made the mistake of raising his head to much and feeling the sharp sting of the leather strap against his naked flesh, the accuracy of his whipping hitting the same spot sent a sharp pain all the way up Alex's leg as a bruise began forming in the shape of the strap. Placing his hands on the floor Alex winced from the exciting pain biting his lip. Marty licked his lips and tightened his legs against Alex's thighs that allowed him ability to raise himself just enough before dropping back down, bouncing on Alex's arse like he was in a trot on a horse. Alex moaned loudly 'Holy fuck!" he exclaimed, it felt like a stake was being hammered in to his arse, his arms wobbled before giving way and his body let alone himself didn't know how to cope or what to make of it. Crack! the sting of the riding crop hit the already bruising part of his thigh, Alex wanted to cry out but he knew if he did he would get more of the same. He just couldn't take the grimacing smile off his face as Marty played him like a toy, trapped in this position there was no where to go and even if he complained he would feel the sting of the riding crop. The pleasure they were both getting was so audible in the barn, Marty grunting in his deep voice clearly in the moment, Alex moans rising from below the hay bale was in heaven finding himself in this helpless position, yet he somehow trusted Marty. Losing all sense of time he had no idea how long this had gone on for when Marty announced they were off on a gallop. Straight away Alex knew that Marty was about to ride him hard and fast and he tried to prepare himself as much as possible. Marty shifted his weight moving his legs slightly back and either side of Alex's and placing his feet on the ground for support. He leant over placing one hand on the back of Alex's neck, the other holding the riding crop in jockey fashion. Marty released another stinging crack of the riding crop to Alex's thigh then started riding him, keeping his cock buried deep inside the thrusts came raining down, hard, fast and deep 'Oh fuck!' Alex cried out resulting him getting whipped again. The grimacing smile had gone replaced by one of pure indulgence enjoying what his arse and body was going through, biting his lip to stop him making any loud noises and the only sound was him grunting rapidly in time with Marty's pelvic thrusting, riding Alex like a professional jockey with drips of sweat falling on to Alex's back. So entranced at the mercy of Marty he was experiencing sex that was on par with Liam but with a very dominating twist. Marty could feel the smoothness of Alex's arse against his groin and the sensation was driving him wild, harder and faster, the braces that hung against his hips clanged hard against them. All the while his thinking was how good it felt finally fucking the prince and yet how wrong it was. When he heard on the rumour mill that Alex had come out he could have only dreamed about being in this position but dreams do come true and here he was under him taking the full force of his sexual needs. Alex began twitching uncomfortably knowing his arse couldn't take much more of this, Marty realised he may have taken Alex for a longer than necessary ride. He leaned further over Alex 'Here comes the finishing line' came the deep velvety words hitting his ear followed by a kiss on his neck, Alex nodded his head grateful it was nearly over. Alex moaned louder unable to believe that Marty could go any faster yet he was, his audible moans got longer and longer with sharp intakes of breath until he finally felt his balls tingle then rapidly contract firing his seed up his shaft. Coming to a shuddering halt slamming his hips up hard against the soft arse 'Yeah!" he growled feeling his cum freeing itself in to the prince. Each jolt releasing more until his cock stopped pulsing, he dropped the riding crop and collapsed on top of Alex's back an immediate squishing noise of wet bodies hitting against each other filled the air along the deep hard breaths they were both taking. Marty kissing the back of Alex's neck tasting the saltiness of his sweat doing so. The prince was so bewildered and enchanted that he couldn't see or make any sense for a good five minutes. Alex moaned softly at the tenderness now being shown from the kisses on his neck, slowly Marty lifted his hips extracting his cock then standing he pulled up his breeches packing away his fuck machine. Alex had no energy to raise himself and laid in position then started giggling at his fruitless attempt to get out of this position. Marty leaned over and hoisted Alex up until he was standing, his arms clasped around the prince's body grinding his flaccid hidden cock up hard against Alex's arse. Neither spoke as Marty kissed his neck again stroking his chest, Alex let his head drop back against Marty's shoulder before he felt his body being turned around to face Marty. Staring in to each others eyes momentarily, their mouths drawn together in a passionate kiss expressing enjoyment at each other. Alex pulled back and smiled and reached down to pull his breeches up then winced from his fingers rubbing over the spot where he had been whipped multiple times, the marking was so prominent and the prince giggled looking at it before realising it was actually pretty painful. "That will bruise then disappear" Marty said confidently, "You will learn for next time". Alex looked up "Oh, will there be a next time?" he asked in surprised happiness. Marty smirked at him "Yeah, you know there will be" he said sitting on the hay bale. Alex walked over and fetched the water and took a swig "That was certainly different" he said. Marty took the bottle being offered and swigged a large gulp "Hoped I would get you one day". "You did?" Alex asked looking at him and smiling, "Well you well and truly have" he replied. Marty kissed him once more "It has been a pleasure your highness but I have work to do". Alex stood "Well stop lazing around and get on with it" he said laughing. Marty laughed and stood up "This will cost you double whipping next time" he said. With that Marty strode like a satisfied man out of the barn. Alex smiled and put on his t-shirt then headed off back to the palace, his arse was sore and his thigh stung like hell but he didn't care and suddenly Greenacres became a much more enjoyable place to spend time he thought. Alex could hear the laughter when he approached his room and knew instantly that was Liam and Artem who seemed to be having a great time and getting along. Alex collapsed on his bed smiling and looked at the time, tonight was the weekly dinner party with all staff and family members, he set his alarm for 6pm grabbing a quick doze for an hour before h needed to get ready. Just before 6pm there was a knock at the door and Artem came bounding in then stopped and looked at Alex, he woke and sat up rubbing his eyes. "What time is it?" Alex asked fumbling around to find his phone. Artem walked over "Just coming up to six" he said, "God you stink Alex" he remarked. Alex smiled and laid down "Out horse riding for most of the day" he said lethargically getting up. Artem chuckled "Hmm judging by the stain on your breeches you did more than riding". "Eh?" Alex said panicking, "What do you mean?" he asked. "Since when do you get wet patches on your arse from riding horses?" Artem asked shaking his head. Alex blushed "Best you don't ask" he replied going in to the bathroom and stripping off. Artem followed "What have you done now?" he asked looking at the nasty bright red bruise on Alex's thigh. Alex tired to think quickly "Oh I banged it on the stable door" he replied casually. "Right, just like your head?" Artem asked knowing full well it was a lie, "You better shower". "I know" Alex replied getting in to the shower and turning the water on and giggling loudly. Alex couldn't help himself laughing at how he hurt from his head to his arse and thigh. He quickly showered and walked in to the bedroom drying himself and watching Artem who had his cheesy grin on his face like he was mocking Alex. Dinner that evening was full of laughter and Alex enjoyed himself sat between Liam and Artem, he noticed how his father would occasionally look over at him then at Liam so he played it pretty cool and not to familiar with Liam. Every time Alex made a joke or remark about Artem he would drop his hand and tap the spot on Alex's thigh grinning when Alex grimaced at the pain. It was hard to say who was having more fun, Artem was certainly getting a kick out of sitting next to Alex and annoying him. The evening rolled on in to the early hours before some staff slipped off to bed, Alex left Liam and Artem talking with Francis one of the footmen whom he was not very well acquainted with. With the amount of wine Alex had drunk he was quite happy to be going to bed alone, he didn't need Liam sleeping with him as he knew what would happen especially since Liam had been on the red wine as well and had admitted that red wine was his worse enemy.

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I felt a syringe enter my hole and spray the lube inside, it was warm, even for my ass. I saw feet stepping into view, as they covered part of the design, I realized what the design in the floor was, Biohazard symbols. 'Where the fuck was I' I thought. 'How'd they know I was coming. Are all these guys poz? If they're poz why are we using 10inchscorpions cum as lube?' The man grabbed my head and placed a poppered covered rag over my nose. It was so cold it hurt, I opened my mouth and the part that covered my mouth had poppers on it as well. While poppers usually made me relax and drowsy, this time in my already drowsy state it made me awake and horny. Hands were placed on my ass and my cheeks were spread, then the familiar feel of a cock was placed at the entrance to my hole and pressed into me. The poppers worked their wonders as my hole relaxed and I felt his cock go inch by inch into me until the mans hips contacted my ass. He sped up and really fucked me good, my chastity cage rocked back and forth knocking into the fuck bench with each thrust. The man came, Katie placed more lube, the man administered more poppers, and another cock replaced the old one in my ass. This cycle continued and I was loving it. What ever was in the drink and the poppers brought me to a new level, a black circle entered my vision and expanded, then filling with colors and my ears droned out the music. All I could feel was my cock and balls, my hole getting fucked, and all I could hear was the sounds of hips hitting my ass and a man moaning. I slowly faded out. I woke up to Katie's roommate kneeling in front of me. "Welcome back slut." he said. I lifted my head and looked around, the room was empty, everyone had gone. "You did good tonight slut, with any luck you pozzed the sluttiest tops in San Jose. And if you want this cock again," he said gripping his junk through his pants. "You'll stop taking your "allergy pills" and get stung by me." He unlatched the straps and helped me up, my asshole was cool, from the amount of cum, and lube in and around it. He walked me over to the couch and sat me down on a towel next to him. "So do you like my club?" "This is yours?" I asked admiring the penthouse. "Yep, it's a little side project of mine, just wanted a place for high rollers to have fun." he paused, looking around. "Good work on the tattoo, pretty soon you'll have to add that biohazard symbol and have your poz party at that tattoo parlor." "How did you-" I started. He lifted a hand to shush me, "I just heard while down in LA, I've got no part in that. Next weekend you're coming up here, I'm leaving you in control of the pills, remember if you want me to fuck you, you'll stop taking them." I nodded. The drive down to LA felt longer than usual, the "allergy pills" sat in the drink holder next to me. Every once in a while I'd pick them up and stare at the bottle as I drove on the straight and narrow 5 freeway. My window was halfway down and the weather was perfect. In front of me sunlight cut through the clouds and lit up the golden grassy hills. I got lost in thought about how I felt on that bench, how my vision blacked out, like I was being pulled instead of "towards the light" I was being beckoned to the darkness. While I was lost in the memory, a rock hit and cracked my windshield, I ducked and flinched, the pill bottle with PreP in it, falling out of my window onto the freeway. I swerved but maintained control. I guess my decision was made for me. Good, I wanted that cock again.

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?

There are elements that I enjoyed, the lighting of the cigarette in particular, the back alley gifting too.

Chapter IV - Perspective Fort "bottomdale"is a top's paradise. Four times more bottoms (five times during spring break) than tops. And Predator Tops are at the top of the fuck chain. Innocence is no more. My bud Terry, 44, and I, Curt, 45, are in good shape from our jobs in landscaping, the gym, and swimming off our boat. Terry is 6' tall, 195, broad shoulders, killer guns, light chest hair, defined body, military hair cut, a smile that can melt the room, blue piercing eyes, sports a clipped goatee, and a deep almost raspy voice you for sure stop and take note of. He's one fucking hot top fucking machine with a 9 inch dick that gets mistaken as much larger. A former marine, I am 6'1", 200 lbs, tight bod, short hair with a small pony, great arms and calves, green eyes, naturally smooth with a trail that leads from navel to my thick mushroomed head 8 1/2" boy butt buster of a dick. Terry and I met years ago at a leather sex party held at Inn Leather guest house. They had regular parties there and found we played well together as two tops tag teaming bottoms. We became buds, roommates, and business partners. Nothing beats being in leather, pnp, and tag team or gang bang sessions. We look hot as fuck in our leathers with no shortage of bottoms wanting to take the ride. Had quite the share of "versatile" or "tops", too - all turned cumdumps. We met Mark at Clubhouse a while back. He saw us in action a couple times and thought we were super hot He also liked to party some, and wanted to get in on our routine. By then Mark knew what kind of play we were into, type of guy, etc. We agreed that whenever he worked he would look out for good prospects, send us a couple pics, hold a VIP room for us and tempt the prospect with getting spun up. The call came in from Mark - he had new prey in the house. A newbie guy named J. Mark had done his duty of befriending J and that he was already a bit spun. We cleaned up, grabbed our play gear (leathers, ⁶⁷toys, restraints, sling, and party supplies of t, g, trimix, points, pipe, etc.) and headed over. Our VIP room was at the front of the club. It has hooks for a sling, video monitor playing porn (Mark.plays bareback leather porn with three ways and group when we are there), double bed, and a chair. Mark also puts one of the work out benches in the room for us. This room is unique having two entrances - one at the front and back The back entrance has both a regular door and s jail-like door that goes to a back sex hallway off the main video room. We put on leathers of a harness, arm bands, chaps, cods and boots. A few clouds later we headed out to check out our new prey. Mark said he was a cute short little fucker of just over 5 foot, humpy little body, and wearing a jock and black boots. We headed down the center hallway and there he was. Our eyes met instantly. As we passed by him, Terry and I let loose a low cat call whistle A few steps further we stopped and turned to face his direction both of us showing our interest by groping our hardening dicks through the cods. 0ipó0⁰⅗8The boy looked like he was in heat and kept looking at us then away and back again. He grinned a little devilishly. Mark then passed by us in the hallway and ushered the boy into his room. Terry and I knew Mark wanted to juice the boy up with a booty bump, so we waited. Out came Mark who flashed us the live shooter with a thumbs up as he headed back to the front desk. The club was getting busy and we checked out the many new arrivals cruising. Looked like a good mix. As we waited, Terry readied the ankle and wrist restraints and I pulled out the blindfold. Mark went into the boy's room. He was in there a bit longer than usual, but then he came back out, leaving the boy"s room door open and flashing us a thumbs up. Terry and I walked to the boys room and then stood in the doorway. Terry whispered,"Fuck, that boy needs dick somethin' fierce!" J was a hot sight, leaning back in the corner of the bed, his boots on the mattress, legs spread wide, his dick hard with its head stuck out the top of his black jock. His head cocked to the right, mouth open, the look of pure pleasure on his face as he played with his nip and his hole - two fingers slowly being pushed in and pulled out. He moved his head from side to side, and when he opened his eyes, he saw us standing there. A huge devilish grin crept across his face as he He kept right on playing with his nip and hole. We walked into the room, Terry first. Terry leaned forward, licked the fingers of one hand and took hold of J's nip and played with it. J groaned a bit and Terry leaned further towards him and said, "Mark sent us. Do as we tell you and you will have a hot time. U want that?". J nodded his head yes and spoke the same. "Nice. Now raise your arms up high and don't move". As Terry placed the restraints on the boy, I sat on the bed and reached out to touch J's face then worked 2 of my fingers into his mouth. "Make them nice and wet" I said. I then pulled my fingers from his mouth and began to work them into his exposed hole. J gyrated his hips trying to get more inside him, groaning and moaning as my fingers hit his prostate. I pushed and pulled inside his very tight hole. It grabbed onto my fingers - oh so hungry he was! To J's disappointmemt, I pulled my fingers from his hole and again stuck them in his mouth as he eagerly licked and sucked them clean. I placed the blindfold over his head and told him to stand and that we were going for a quick walk around the club. With Terry and I on each side of him, we took hold of an arm and we began walking the boy through the entire club - showing him off and making it known we had him. We stopped at the main video room and laid J on his back on one of the stadium like levels. "Grab uour boots and pull those legs real high and wide boy" Terry said. J bounced his butt up and down and side to side, almost teasing us. Terry barked out, "you were told to pull up your legs boy, nothing more!" and he smacked J's now exposed hole with a good firm smack. "Sorry. I just", J started to say when I cut him off and firmly said, "don't speak unless asked!" followed with a slap to his face. J lay there, his hole winking at the now many guys in the video room, many now stroking their dicks. We went to either side of J and fastened his restraints to each other - left wrist to left ankle, right wrist to right ankle while he continued to hold his legs up, open, and wide. I looked around the room and saw this one guy, pretty hot, young, and frantically beating his 6 inch dick. He saw me looking at him and I said to him, "you think he's hot? Want to suck his dick?". The guy couldn't say yes fast enough. "C'mon then, suck his dick - nothing else for now. Make him blow down your throat! The guy pulled J's jock down and swallowed him to the base, then went into overdrive, slurping and sucking. I pushed the guy's head as far as I could into J's crotch. "First one over here can lick his tight hole," Terry said. J's hole was totally exposed as it hung over the edge of the bleacher, giving perfect access from the bleacher below. A pretty average guy was soon tounge fucking J's hole making the boy moan ever louder. The guy sucking J's dick pulled off for a sec saying J was real close and went right back to J's dick, now licking from breathe his balls and right up the shaft Then swallowed J to the root. J was trying to hold still, hold back the moans as he reached the point of blowing his load. I watched J's balls begin to draw up. J was pouring beads of sweat from his body. "STOP!" I yelled out. Both the guys sucking J's dick and the guy eating his hole jumped away startled. J's dick was rock hard, slick, throbbing, spewing precum like crazy. Terry reached over and slapped J's dick, then grabbed his balls and pulled on them and waited a few seconds. Terry then grabbed one side and I the other and carried J to our room. We undid the restraints and told him to get totally naked. He was quick about it, and stood in the middle of the room. Terry and I looked at each other with pure decadance. I tossed the boy a towel and douche bulb telling him to go shower and be back in 5 minutes. He was told that if he made it back in time that meant he was choosing to agree whatever fate we wanted. If not, his clothes would be given to Mark. We also warned him against touching his dick. We then began to set up for the next level. Terry prepped 6 points - 1 each for he and I at . 4 and 3 for J: 1 at . 4 and two more at . 35. A few shards were set aside too. Bottles of Gatorade and g shots were set up. I looked at the clock and went to our door to look out. J made it with 11 seconds to spare. I picked him up like a little boy doll and forced my tongue down his throat. Pulling away, I asked, "You ready?" "Fuck yeah I'm ready!" I noticed for the first time he had a lazy eye as I spoke "you think so, eh? We're about to find out!"

A nice hard cock and a creamy hopefully poz load 😀

My father and older brother shared the information with various people and I was soon servicing them as well. Dad shared the information that I was a cock sucking cum swallowing urinal with his poker buddies and a couple bar owners where he had a tab he could not pay. My older brother shared the information his his high school football and wrestling team mates. Because of this shared information I was able to develop my deep throating skills. I also was fed jock cock and cum daily in my freshmen and sophomore years of high school. Wonderful memories and great times.

Had a cum filled Wednesday night at the regular sex club I go to. I posted an ad on BBRTS saying I was offering my cumdump slut ass up for all cocks and loads. I got there at 8pm and changed into a pink assless singlet. I had already prelubed my ass and took a couple hits of poppers. I headed off to the darkroom to bend over and spread my ass open. Didn’t take long for a guy to shove his cock up my willing cunt. He fucked me hard and shot a huge load in my hole. I sucked his cock clean and bent back over to take the next cock. The next guy sunk his cock in balls deep with one thrust. I kept telling him to wreck my hole and he pounded away then said he was filling me with his toxic load! I said fuck yeah, shoot that toxic load in my slut hole, I want it bad! With two loads already in I decided to head down to the first floor darkroom. It wasn’t too crowded yet but I bent over and spread my ass open again. I felt a guy fingering my cum filled hole and he said to suck his finger and then to suck his cock. His cock was rock hard and he said he wanted to fuck me and shoot multiple loads in my cunt. He fucked me for a half hour or more and shot at least 8 loads in my ass. By now my cunt was so loose and sloppy with cum while other guys waited to fuck me. Another four guys took a turn on my ass and pumped more cum in me. So with 14 loads in my cumdump hole I decided to take a break. I snorted almost a full bottle of poppers and headed off to another darkroom at a gay club. Got fucked by 2 more guys there as cum was now leaking out my ass. I so love being a cumdump slut bottom. After all I’m just a piece of ass to be fucked, filled and used 😈🍑☣️!!!

On Halloween. So in Ft.L., Halloween is very much celebrated. Wilton Manors Drive is closed to cars, and since covid wrecked it in the recent past, everyone was out H'ween night. I've never seen it so jammed - literally thousands of guys in every conceivable kind of costume, etc, etc, etc. Fun all the way around. It turns out that fairly recently, a new Eagle opened up on the Drive, (yes, I'd been there before), I'd taken a nice nap in the afternoon, and thought this would be an appropriate night to give it another go. I must point out that I take the Hides - what they represent - rather seriously, and they are the last thing from a "costume". Rather, they're a reflection of what's in the man's mind, his heart. That said, and given the fun previously at the Eagle, I chose "street" gear, as opposed to Full Dress, and walked over to the Drive, had a few beers, a good time, saw guys I knew, blah blah blah. When I finally got further up the Drive, hit the Eagle. It was full, so I had another beer just to gauge the room. I saw a guy I knew from the dog park who has done porn. Good-looking, sunny personality, muscular, plenty of body hair, all of that - but he always took wrapped Cock in the videos he made. It may have been some time ago, not sure when he stopped making vids. In any case, his previous habit has gone the way of all flesh now, and I found that part very interesting !! There's half the bar for men in Leather, the other half is mostly jeans/no shirts - which is where this guy was taking loads. So, I sniffed around the Leather side of the bar, had a little fun, but worked my way over to the other side too. Biding my time, mostly unrecognizable under the mutze and dim lighting, I managed to squirm my way right up to his wet Hole, and - duh - I sucked that Spermed Up Hole like it was Honey from Heaven. I think he was fairly drunk, and he loved getting that hairy Hole tongue-reamed as much as I loved doing it. Filthy talk seems to turn my crank even harder, and when he said the magic words (you have to guess?) I stood up and shoved it to his hot Hole. Unfortunately, it was a little bit too exciting for me - I don't think he ever really looked, and I'm sure he didn't know (or care?) if he knew who's Cock it was - and pumped him full all over again. I know a number of guys at the dog park who would love to hear about this - but I can't bring myself to tell. It just wouldn't be fair, if he's still pretending to be "wholesome", hiding that he's matured to "Holesome" now. But it was a lot of fun to Breed in that Hole. The kids can keep their candy and rot their teeth - I got some real candy on Halloween night !!! It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

Most satisfying sessions. This is what happened to me this last few days, some very horny breeding. I was up north again with fam and headed back to the city very early so I could frequent the sauna. I arrived home by 11am, got my essentials together before catching the train into town. After checking into the sauna, I had a good clean out and shower before starting to wander. Tuesdays are usually good for me but this Tuesday it was rather quiet. After an hour or so of zero action, I found a daddy downstairs in the “suck-a-thon” room, stroking his 8 incher, watching the porn. We were alone and I sat down beside him. He continued to wank and was looking at me, so I took the cue and started sucking. Now sucking for me is fine, but it’s the starter before the main course. Thankfully this daddy was hungry. I got up beside him, still sucking but my arse was now in easy reach. He felt round to my silky, lubed hole and started fingering me. I moaned loudly… He asked “do you want fucked?” To which I replied “Oh yes”. He got off the couch and went over to the condom + lube dispenser. I was hoping, well preying he was only getting some lube but I saw him opening a condom packet and put it over his cock. Well this was the first cock of the day so I thought why not, might attract some punters for seconds. Daddy came over, I got into position and in went his cock. I could feel the rubber coating of the condom, such an unnatural sensation but he was fucking me deeply so I started to enjoy it. After a few minutes I could feel him quickening the pace. The sensation was different, more like a raw fuck. I felt behind me and couldn’t feel the condom at all. It was slipping off and I wasn’t going to protest. Daddy grunted loudly and I could feel the contractions of his cock as he unloaded in my cunt. When he pulled out I knew I’d been bred. He left a very large deposit which got me hard and horny. I wandered some more, went to the sling but nothing. There seemed to be a lot of bottoms around, none very fuckable tbh. I was contemplating leaving when I went back downstairs and there was a few folk at the glory holes. I decided to kneal on the bench with my cummy arse in position. I saw a lad behind me, checking me out. I squeezed out some cum and fingered my hole so he would know I was interested. He came over and was in my hole in an instant, no faffing around with rubbers either. He was a good size, maybe 7 inches but size isn’t important to me. I’m not a size queen, he just needs to be big enough and hard enough to penetrate. He was horny this lad, didn’t take him long to breed my cunt with its second load. He grunted loudly as he came and I could feel my hole filling up. His cock went soft and plopped out, dripping cum onto the floor. What I didn’t realise was that this second breeding had attracted an audience. Just as he left, I felt this much larger cock enter me. I was well stretched and lubricated by now so I accommodated the intrusion with ease. He was aggressive and verbal, such a turn on. He banged away and I knew I was in for an awesome breeding. He didn’t disappoint, cumming loudly as he added his cum to my overflowing hole. Just as he pulled his cock out, another one entered my hole. It’s rare for a true tag team fuck to happen, but it happened this day. He was rock hard and took only a few minutes to climax. When he had finished I was dripping cum everywhere. I was so hard by now and super horny. When this happens, I like to breed myself. I found an older bottom in a cubicle upstairs. I got behind him and went to town. He was smooth and not too tight, just how I like it. I’m verbal myself in these situations and growled loudly as I unloaded in his hole. The top floor of the sauna knew another hole had been bred. I was spent and headed home. This wasn’t the last of the shenanigans tho. After a long day shift the next day, I was home and having dinner when I got a message on WhatsApp. A local lad who I’ve fucked with before was looking. He was a bit drunk and this is when he’s horny. He’s also an incredibly sexy lad, muscular, hairy and hung. I couldn’t say no. I cleaned out, showered and was at his door within a half hour. He’s over 6 foot and would be husband material if it wasn’t for his alcohol addiction and kids. Thankfully they spend most of their time at his ex wife’s pad so he was all alone when I arrived. We wasted no time to get upstairs to his bed. We both undressed and he lay back for me to start sucking. I enjoy oral when I know it leads onto anal. He’s both an impressive top, thick and 9 inches at least, but also a very fuckable bottom. I sucked his cock and balls hard, then lower to his hole. He handed me some lube so I lubed up his cunt, knowing what he wanted. I’d taken a wee blue pill before leaving home so I was rock hard by now. I don’t usually need help getting hard in such horny situations but I’d cum the day before and I need more recharge time as I get older. I had him lay on his side and entered his cunt. Wow, he’s such a shag. His broad, muscular back was in front of me, so very sexy. I felt round to his belly. It was soft but hard underneath. He’d be a total stud if he put the effort in but was instead slowly letting himself go through drink. As I’d cum the day before I knew it would take some time for me to climax and I wanted some cock in my cunt again. We exchanged places and he verbally entered my hole. He doesn’t cum quickly either, he takes his time. He must have spent the next 20 minutes breeding me. When he came, I sensed immediately my hole being filled to the brim with cum. I had such a cream pie when he pulled out. He was spent and ready to sleep so I wasn’t able to breed him, I’ll do that next time. I drove home with a big wet patch in my pants. I offered my hole to my fuck buddy who just loves sloppy seconds, but it was too late in the night for him so I went to bed. I kept his cum in me all night and slept soundly. Can’t wait for the next WhatsApp message when it comes through.

Puh-leez - This story about a “study” (that isn’t cited) appears in the sensationalist rag The Sun and features as its expert source of information a plastic surgeon whose job is changing people’s noses. No potential conflict of interest or pecuniary motive there, no, just pure science. It’s crap. It’s the exact same thinking that compares ear size, hand size and foot size with penis size, the ludicrous assumption that if one protruding body part is large they should all be large, and vice versa. Utter genetic bilge. Nor do anecdotal accounts like the ones given in the report (of fictional characters, mind you) lend any weight to the notion - people will tend to notice and remark upon only those instances that confirm the bias in question because they match the pattern being looked for. See a hung guy with an average nose? People will ask themselves, Is his nose really small or not? Can’t say for sure... See a hung guy with a big honking schnoz? OMG It’s TRUE!! If you want to assess whether a man has a gifted endowment, his nose is not where you should be looking. The overwhelming consensus on these boards appears to be: 1) Look him in the eyes; 2) Look down at his crotch; 3) Look him in the eyes again; 4) Smile; and with any luck the truth will shortly be revealed.

Oof hard to say. Almost a 60 or so. I've been taking it in my ass since I was 12 years old. Middle school was when I was most active. I can tell you all kinds of stories

To start I have been deep in the closet my entire life and now at the age of 37, I have finally taken my first load. I met a married very attractive black guy on grindr a while back. Him and I both being married didn't have a place to meet in private. So we usually would meet in his car and I would blow him and he would play with my hole. This went on for months and we joked about him coming to my house one day when my wife was gone and fucking me. I was home alone the other day and so horny I couldn't think straight so invited him over. I was so nervous that one of the neighbors would figure it out what was going on being paranoid but I was in heat and threw cautious to the wind. I led him to the guest bedroom, and he planted a big one on me for the first time. He tasted amazing. I dropped my pants and watched him drop his. He has a big uncut cock and he was already hard and swinging as it popped past his briefs. I laid down in missionary. He slid between my legs and started kissing me while I lubed his cock. I have never had chemistry with a guy like a do with him and I think that played into how easily I accepted his huge cock. He fucked me slow until I was ready, and then started driving deep. It was like a constant orgasm for me the entire time. After a while he told me he was close and trying to hold out for me to shoot, but I didn't want to cum and chicken out. So I told him I would cum later and to cum inside me. He picked up the pace briefly and then hooked up all the way in and planted his seed. I squeezed his cock with my hole and could feel his dick pumping. He stayed in me holding me until he went soft and came out. He did a great job planting his load deep because there was no sign of it 30 minutes after he left and I finally had to work to push it out. I marveled out it while stroked and ended up blowing one of the biggest loads I have ever shot. I think I am hooked!

That's a really sexy cumdump son. I'd love to fuck it when it was already loaded up. Come over to my house and let me whore your pussy out.

I’m feeling great as all the piercings are now healed and the first person I fuck with my new P.A. was Tommy. He was a bit scared but I went slow with plenty of lube as I slip right in and you can tell from the first time I fuck Tommy his hole is a lot bigger. Once I got in he was moaning shear pleasure from this and said later he could feel the difference from a bare dick without a P.A. and a dick with a P.A. I only have 8 gauge ring but as time goes by I will want to go bigger as I was fuck a few time with a dick with a 00 Gauge P.A. and WOW the feeling of that in my hole was shear joy. You can also use a P.A. piercing to tear up the inside of a hole for POZZING as I have seen some do. Now that I’m working again business for me is great as many that to want to get fuck by some one with a P.A. on their dick , most like the feeling as I go up in size of the ring but a few ask me to take it off after I have already have my dick in them as they don’t like how it’s feeling. During school Larry has Tommy and me work at the building on the second floor but during the holidays , spring break and summer we go on the road and that’s is where the big money is. My first summer road tour Larry set me up with a very heavy player as I ask for the ruff trade now. I’m to go to his home for 1 week and I ask Larry about what is this guy about, all Larry would say you ask for this. I get to Master Dave home and the neighborhood is not that great real sketchy with drug dealers all over the place. I ring the bell and Master Dave opens the door looks out side and says get in boy and pushes me down on the ground and rips off the cloths I have on with a knife. From what I can see the out side neighborhood looks a lot better than the inside of Master Dave house. He drags me down to his basement and things change dramatically as it’s a full fledge BDSM torture chamber with more toys and some I have never seen before. I also see I guess it’s his slave in the conner and he is tied to a whipping cross. Master Dave slave is about late 20s very thin and has a big Bio Hazard tattoo on his back. I’m given a large glass to drink and I can tell it’s a very heavy load of GHB , as I finish he says to me one day I might look like his slave who has full blown AIDS. The first thing Master Dave dose to me is put me on my knees to service his dick and he is hung with a large P.A. ( I say to my self another trip to the dentist ) he rams his dick and I’m gaging on it till I all most pass out then pulls out for a second then back in. The GHB is doing its job on me and he ask me in my mind altered state he ask me if I willing to do anything he says ,I’m have no will to resist and say yes as he picks me up and leads me over to his slave takes off his slaves chastity device and has me suck his dick till he cums , I do and when he cums it’s a lot and told to swallow every drop even what spilled on the floor. A little about Master Dave is in his late 40s 6ft very muscular lots of tattoos with one being a big POZ tattoo over his dick. His nipples are very large and stick out like part of your thumb with a very heavy nipple rings. He is not on meds and wish I was not on PrEP as he would love to knock me up like he did his slave boy 5 years ago. Master Dave gets me over to the sling ties off my arm , I see the flash of blood he looks at me and smiles at me and says enjoy the ride HOLY SHIT this slam is one for the books as I’m couching like I have never have before and did not notice Master Dave bring over the fuck machine. It’s then I realize what is going to happen when I feel his fingers in my hole with some white cream ( found out later it was Crisco ) I’m cuffed so I can’t move much as the slave has his dick at my mouth and told to suck it wile Master Dave shoves the first dildo in my hole and starts the machine. So here I am a slave with AIDS sucking his dick a large dildo in my hole that is fucking me and Master Dave kissing my nipples and working my dick over. As my hole gets use to the dildo a bigger one is put in and the speed is getting faster , its then I realize that there are others who are now in the room with one saying to Master Dave so we have this for the week and Master Dave says yes but there is one small problem we can’t knock him up as he is on PrEP and if we do we are in trouble with Larry. More cumming on this part.

I have been working at the building now 3 months and doing great but I’m still a virgin as to have never been fuck in the ass. Every shift I work I see guys get as fuck up as you can with drugs and have so much fun with each other and my desire to do so grows every day to have few men take me as their bitch. Larry as me is I would do a private shift as the rest of the place is closed so it will just the bar tender and me working. I see 5 men come and they head to the big room 1 is a young twink early 20s and is on a dog leach 2 of them look sick as they are very thin and the other 2 are very well built. I’m waiting for the green light to go on and for an hour it does not go on , then this guy who is dressed in a business suite & brief case walks witch is against the rules but he is being escorted by security. The green light goes on , I go in and its like they are having a business meeting with 5 naked men and 1 in a suite , the young boy is on his knees and papers are on the table, I’m ask to be a witness to the signing of the papers and about what is said. They are here to infect this boy with the HIV and the 2 sick looking certify that they are in fact they are not on meds and have AIDS. The other 2 are the boy owners as I found out later they have stable of boys who work for them. The one in the suite is a real lawyer who I have see here before , he ask the boy if he know why he is here , he says is to become infected with the HIV and become POZ, the boy signs the papers and then ask me to be a witness to the boy signing the legal papers. The lawyer leaves the room, I see the 2 sick guys putting a nasty looking ring in the head of their dick as I have see others have a Prince Albert but not like this.I’m told to get a case of water 6 heavy Gatorade ( I now know what is in the Gatorade GHB) 2 light points and 6 heavy points, poppers ,shards and some E pills as they want to keep this boy up for hours. As I’m leaving O don’t forget a few tooth brush ,what has me they are not asking for any lube? It takes me a few trips to bring all the supplies back as the 2 sick one are saying you are going to be our bitch tonight and get knock up with our babies. This boy is hairless like I am now but he looks so happy, they tell me any time I want to come in a watch I can as they leave the door open and there is really no one else here . So the bar tender and I will be watching this. The 2 sick guys take the boys and put him face down as one spreads his ass cheeks they spit by his hole and take the tooth brush, the boy is in some pain as they work the brush in his hole very deep, they take shard and stick that in and work the brush in again. The brush is coming out blood red and the shard is doing it’s work as they turn the boy over and strap his arm and give him a heavy slam and I have never see someone cough so much and the P.A. on the 2 sick one are just nasty looking. They turn him over and just ram their dick in this beautiful looking boy , even being this high he is screaming in pain and it does not take a long time for him to drop his toxic load in him , when he pulls out his dick is covered in cum and blood then goes right in front of the boy and with out saying a word the boy take the dick right into his mouth and cleans off the cum and blood as he finished the sick one says great job and gives him a kiss. The other one jumps turns the boy over on his back with the boys legs over his head and with the boys hole exposed puts his face right to it and is licking it clean , then takes his dick and rams it in this boys wreck hole wile the other 2 are twisting the boys nipples and giving him poppers and telling him he will soon be very busy boy working for them. They spend hours fucking , slamming and infecting this boy . What seamed very strange they all left but left the boy and told me to take care of him WTF, I call Larry and he says someone is coming down and for me to make sure the plug in the boy ass does not fall out. The boy is so fuck up he can’t even stand up and is asking for someone to fuck him as his hole is so empty even with a large butt plug in his hole. Security comes down and ask me to help and we are caring the boy , when we get to the third floor witch I have never been to before the door is already open, we set him on the bed as a nurse comes in and smiles and says nice a new member of the brother hood and spreads the boy ass cheeks and say they did good work as he puts a leather strap around his waist and through his crouch to hold the plug in.The nurse says to me in a few weeks he will be sick with the flu and in the mean time I will be taking care on him as he takes a syringe and injects something in his arm. As I'm leaving the floor the nurse says maybe one day he will be seeing me here and you can become a member of the brother hood.

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.

Monday, Day 1 I waved goodbye to my wife as she drove off to spend two weeks with her sister at some spa. She does this quite often and I always end up enjoying myself when she does. First, just because it is healthy for couples to spend some time apart, but also because it lets me do some stuff I would rather she not know about. See, although I love my wife, and I consider myself straight, I have a secret: every now and then I login in to one of the gay sites, get out some lube and my poppers, strip down to a jock and search for guys to have phone sex with. I would edge myself for hours until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I know a lot of build up for something pretty tame but hey, we all have our quirks. Plus I figure it is the safest version of cheating on her I can do. I mean it isn’t like I am going to catch anything from my hand. After she left I went back inside the house and finished getting ready for work. Just as I was about to leave a kinky thought popped in my head and I ran upstairs. Stripping of my suit pants and boxer briefs I grabbed my jock from the drawer and slid into it. I love the way the black Bike jock framed my ass. My Polish, Irish mix looks great in black, the pale skin and dark black dense body hair just looks great. My cock gave a slight twitch at my kinky thought, but before I let it go too far I got dressed and headed out. All day while at work I felt that jock hugging my ass and the tight pouch pressing my cock and ball tight against my body. I ended up having to take a quick bathroom break more than once as I could feel the precum, which felt super slick, particularly when I was walking, dripping between my legs and over my ass. Finally the end of the day came and I started home from work. The constant stimulation all day made me really horny and all I could think about. I just wanted to get home strip down and find some guys for some phone edging. As I got home climbed out of my car, I saw my neighbor and waved hello. My wife and I are friendly enough with his husband and he, and we occasionally exchange invitations to parties. He and his husband moved in about three years ago and they are a sweet couple. As soon as I got inside I started ripping off my clothes off and throwing them everywhere. Fuck it, there was no one home but me to bitch, so I could do whatever I wanted. Stripped to my jock I made my way to the garage where we have a second fridge and (naturally) where I hide my poppers. I love the feel of walking around more or less naked. In addition, the garage just smells amazing. I felt a little self-conscious as I passed in front of several windows, but part of me was enough of an exhibitionist that I sort of liked the idea that I might be caught. In any event, when I reached the fridge I grabbed my Berlin XXX and, again a little self-conscious, I hesitated for only a moment before I twisted the cap and took a sniff, then another, and another, and yet another. A flush came over me so, of course, I took another deep breath. The slightly smell of the garage, gasoline and unfinished lumber, combined with my own body musk, overwhelmed me. By now the idea of being watched also made my cock twitch. Before I could change my mind I lay down on the dirty floor and started working my nipples. The popper rush flooded my senses, invoking a guttural moan. My hand wandered down, pulled aside the jock pouch, and took my cock to task. Seven uncut inches, possessing lots of foreskin, and dripping precum, stood straight up from my dense bush. With deep pleasure my hand began to jack myself. Each time I raised my arm I caught the scent of my pits, and a sense of deep satisfaction controlled me. This was what it was to be a man. I managed to grab the bottle and take another couple of hits, but never did I pause in pleasuring my cock. Fuck, it was so hot: mostly naked on the filthy garage floor, all the little manly smells, my ass on the cold concrete. Normally I would edge but I just wanted to shoot my load so bad,and after four more hits and I can’t help it: the sweat dripped off me as I fucked my hand. I ran my hand through my chest hair and start to lick the salty sweat mix. It tasted so good. I was getting closer and could feel myself reaching the point of no return. Just to push myself over the edge, I grabbed the bottle of poppers to take another hit when I heard a knock at the front door. Startled I immediately stop stroking, capped the bottle, shoved my dripping cock back in my jock strap, I cast about to hide the poppers, and settled on shoving them in the pouch next to my cock. Then, making my way to the front of the house, I grabbed some running shorts and a tank top from the laundry room, pulling them on within seconds, and opened the front door - a little sweaty, perhaps, but respectable. To my surprise, my my neighbor was standing on the stoop, dressed in some running gear. “Hey, I saw the wife leave and figured you might be lonely on your first day, so I figured to invite you out for a run with me and Tom. Gotta make sure you don’t end up with a Dad bod. Although looks like you might have already been working out. You look a bit flushed” I paniced a bit and without thinking just replied 'Sure', and asked what time he wanted to get together. "We usually run around 6:00 during the summer. We head from our development through the park at the end of the block, around the high school and then back. Takes about an hour and has a nice variation in terrain so you don’t get bored." I paused for a second, and without thinking shifted my weight from one foot to the other. The bottle move in my pouch and and involuntary 'Fuck' crossed my mind as it slid out of the leg of my shorts and hit the carpet. Thankfully if bounced behind the door and I don’t think he saw it. In any event, I confirmed I'd be over at 6:00 PM for a run and, upon closing the door, I fall against it, breathing heavily, completely relieved I had managed not to let on what I was doing. Then, taking a couple deep breathes to clear my lungs I headed upstairs to take a quick shower. Yeah, I know it's stupid to shower if one is going running, but I knew there was a ton of crap on my back that I had picked-up from the garage floor. Afterwards I got out of the shower, grabbed a fresh jock and clean running shorts, checked myself in the mirror and went downstairs for a light snack before heading over to the neighbors'. Monday Evening Having got myself squared away I put on my best face and headed next door, I love wearing running shorts. I tend to favor the short nylon kind, in black of course, with the built in underwear (I cut that part out seems superfluous since I always wear a jock) and my black under armour compression tank. Anyways I knocked on the door. Within seconds Tom's husband Mike opened the door. The two men are different as night and day. Tom is big and more built with dark hair somewhat like mine while Mike is a ginger with a slightly smaller build. The only thing they both have in common is the amount of body hair. Both are like me in that regard: all three of us have thick, dense chest hair and furry legs with dense pit hair. Mike was shirtless, but still wearing his dress trousers. “Hey, Tom said you were joining us. Come on in and take a seat. I just got home and need to change, but I'll be right down. If you want a drink or just to chat, Tom is out on the back deck.” I had never really been in their house before so just sort of walked in the general direction of the kitchen figuring their layout couldn’t be much different than mine. Tom was on the back deck drinking water and looking ready to go he was staring off into his yard, probably doing what I tend to do and imagine what little project to add next. I stepped out onto the patio and grabbed an offered water bottle from off the table. I did the usual look around thing and admired their backyard. A set of stairs led up to the second floor deck that must come off their bedroom. All in all it was a nice way to spend any evening. I unscrewed the water bottle and took a long drink and almost gagged, it had a weird taste to it and left a nasty after taste on my tongue. I sputtered a little and Tom turned around. “Whoops that one is for Mike not you, he like to add a special supplement to his to help him try and get bigger. But you might as well finish it off. I'll make Mike another. The other bottles don't have the supplements, so feel free to take one of those after you finish that one. But who knows? Maybe you will like the effects. He says it gives him lots of energy and that he can go for hours after just the one bottle.” Screwing up my face I figured what the hell and downed it quickly so as not to taste it that much. I then grabbed the other bottle and cracked it open take a big drink and getting the flavor out. Damn, I had no idea what he added to the water, but I could definitely feel the additives kicking in. I suddenly had lots of energy and was positively antsy to go for a run. Mike came down dressed in blue running gear to match mine and we were ready to go. Tom re-explained the course to me and we were off. I kept paces with them and after ten minutes a good sweat was dripping off my body. I seemed hyper aware of the way the compression tank was slightly rubbing my nipples. My cock started getting hard and I was glad I was wearing my jock. We had cleared the park and were circling around the high school heading back when they started picking up the pace. First Mike took the lead, then Tom. I found myself working hard to keep up and was doing a god job until we got back into the wooded area near the park. Sweat was really dripping off me now as I followed them through the woods, branches brushing my skin that seemed hyper aware, a steady dripping of precum leaking out of my cock. I could feel the precum as it joined the stream of sweat running down my legs. I was afraid I would lose them when we finally broke free and were back in the development heading back to their place. We reached the steps and I mostly collapsed panting like a dog, sweat plastering my body hair to me. Tom and Mike chuckled and went inside inviting me to come on in. I hesitated remarking "I'm covered with sweat." Mike laughed answering "So are we. Stop being stupid and take a load off your feet." “We are just gonna go grab a cool shower, there is another one in the guest room if you want to do the same and I am sure I can find some short for you to throw on. How about you stay for dinner, we are grilling tonight and well Mike makes the most amazing meat.” With that, Tom smiled at Mike, who blushed, and ran upstairs. With an offer like that how could I refuse? I made my way with them upstairs to the guest room where I found the second bath. Stripping off my sweaty clothes I prepared to get in the shower. I started by rubbing the soap first all over my chest and pits. Fuck, it felt good. My skin was still tingling from whatever was in that water. My cock was rock hard, so I almost involuntarily began a one-handed slow jack of my cock, as my other hand played with my soapy balls, and also tickled the area behind them, which naturally caused me gasp in pleasure. I began to wander and let my finger slide further right against my hole, making small circles around my hole. Involuntarily I found myself gasping lightly. Fuck, it was amazing. Lubing myself with some soap, I began playing with my hole in earnest. I was surprised with what ease my finger slid into my hole - first one, then a second, and finally a third. Forgetting my cock, I went to town on my hole, plunging my fingers in and out. I found mself struggling not to openly groan. Then - well, holy shit: a fourth finger slid into my hole. It felt amazing. Maneuvring carefully, I lay down on the floor of the tub and threw my legs up really pounding my hole. A knock on the door brought me out of my stupor. “You okay in there, neighbor?” asked Tom's somewhat muffled voice. Startled and very embarrassed about my actions I stammered out that I was fine just had a cramp and would be out in a second. Quickly washing up I dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist to go out into the main room. I looked around and my running gear was gone but nothing was there to replace it. Assuming they had laid out clothing for me somewhere, I stepped into the hallway and approached the master bedroom, looking for my hosts. While I didn't see any clothing set aside for me, nor did I see my hosts, but I did see Mike’s blue jock cast on the floor. In any event I assumed it was his. On impulse I went over grabbed it and sniffed it. Fuck that smelled great, I rubbed my face all over it breathing deep. Hearing footsteps coming from right outside the door I panicked and tucked it under my towel. It was Mike. "Oh, yeah, sorry. You need some clothing. Just grab whatever you find out of the drawers on the right. Tom’s stuff should fit you.” With those instructions, he walked back down the hall. I'm not sure why I did so, but I slipped on his used jock. It was super tight on my butt, still it felt great. Checking out Tom's drawers, I found some basketball shorts and a tank appeared to be the right size, so I pulled the clothing on and went downstairs to hang out and wait for dinner.

Midtown East. Anyone in the area?

I met a guy some days ago with a mobility issue. I'm not at all how this should be called in english, so I hope i'm not using any insulting terms. He was not in a wheel chair but he used two things like rods that would assist him walk. Something like these that someone uses when he broke his leg, yet different (they could stand on their own and not fall). He walks but in a very bizarre way. His hands are also alittle weird when they move. Not by shaking them unctrollably, rather like having a difficulty to make then move. His voice is almost okay. He was very cute, at least to my eyes, nice face, blond hair blue eyes. He was very kind. When I see someone in need of assistance, I dont know I just have to help him. So I did help him with some practical issues (he attends dental school, although with his issues he cannot practice it). I helped him put on his gloves and do some drilling on fake teeth. We talked a lot, I got him to his place with my car. I visited him again the day after and I fucked him. I put on a condom, although usually I bareback. I was hard with him, I really can't penetrate softly most o the times I just fuck hard and kiss. His moaning made me crazy. And him being weak unable to resist it made me feel as if i riaped him. I slept with him, it felt so satisying. It felt like i protect him. So i really liked that new experience. And I think he did too.

Let’s just keep it real here. There isn’t that much “stealthing” going on. It’s really just folks wanting to lie about their HIV status so they can have sex and the want the rest of us to go along with it.

FUCKING HOT

The Grindr preload! I Had a message from a fit as fuck 33 yr old guy, covered in tatts and married with kids... asking if my cunt was free. I’ve taken a few loads off this guy who loves to take his frustrations out on my willing cunt. He was heading to the gym but wanted to finish his work out in me and dump a load. It was arranged and sure enough I was waiting as requested. Ass up and hooded in the harness and socks. He arrived and was clearly in need to dump his load. He grabbed the pen and starting leaving slutty messages on my ass and back. He was writing for ages. He was making sure he was leaving his mark! He was stood their rock solid and I heard his camera clicking away. He was now taking pics of his solid dick and my hungry hole. He removed the plug and forced his wet dick into me. We were just using his precum as lube and it felt fucking hot! This guy has a good 8inches and knows how to fuck a cumslut. He slid in balls deep and pulled completely out, he repeated this several times. I felt one hand on my back. He was using his phone again and filming. I was feeling totally used and I love it. I wondered if he fucked his Mrs while showing her the vid or perhaps showed his m8s at the gym that enjoyed breeding a faggot boi. Either way I enjoyed him pounding my man cunt. He’s clearly a pro... he put one foot on the bed and pounded at an angle. He upped the pace and I responded with, ‘I want it, I want your load in me’. That made him fuck harder and deeper. I had forgotten that he likes to hand finish. He pulled out when he was close and wanked himself hard. It’s like a porn film. He starts to squirt and shoves his exploding dick back in. He was properly fucking and breeding at the same time fully emptying his load. He was pumping into me for ages and I could feel his warm load inside me, filling me up. When he was done he slipped his shorts back on and left. I was totally fucked, my ass trashed and my back covered with tags. It was an hour later my phone pinged with horny pics and video! And all this was arranged just as a preload for the next guy to cream into half hour later!

My best sex was getting used by 20 old men at a rest stop while my dad watched.

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

I'll fuck and I'm such a little bitch, I would have come up with a story to turn myself on about some troll dude throwing a desperate load in me. Waited until he left and got off while fucking my hole with my toys and his cum load.

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

This is not your usual Halloween story but one of charity, generosity and just plain fun! I used to be employed by one of the bathhouses in Indianapolis. During my first year I learned of a group of men in this area known as "The Bag Ladies". They were known to generate large sums of money toward HIV causes. Not really knowing just how they did this, I was soon to learn. Being the newest employee, I was made to man the door as the "ladies" arrived making sure none were women. I soon became aware as the doorman, that each and every "lady" wanted to make sure I was a man. What an interesting group. They arrived in 3 full size tour buses large enough to accommodate wigs, dresses, boas, and of course, refreshments. Each stop required an outfit change. After I had been frisked by each and every one of them they fanned out to each and every corner of the house to find every man that could give them a contribution. They stopped at nothing to get dollars if you catch what I am saying. Now remember, these are not your prim and proper drag queens. These are butch, rugged men who put on wigs and a dress to raise money for an excellent cause. They did nothing to hide their masculinity (beards, moustaches, chest hair etc.)! After whatever performance it took to get a donation, they then exited the building in much of the same fashion. It may not sound like much to you, but when you consider the amount of money this group has generated over the years, it is astounding. Even after I picked up all of the feathers, glitter, hairpins, fingernails and who knows what else, it was all worth it! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

In my book, if you know you're HIV-positive, you have an affirmative moral responsibility to disclose that to sex partners. Period. Anything less than that is lying by omission, which amounts to (attempted) stealthing. Even if you're undetectable - and yes, I realize that means you can't, under ordinary circumstances, infect someone - that person has a right to know so he can make an informed decision about the risk. Can that be made legally binding? Probably not. Lots of things, though, are morally required even if they're not legally required. It's presumably not illegal to use the entire roll of toilet tissue in a public restroom, for instance, but it's still wrong unless you have a serious, serious NEED for it, right this minute - otherwise, the right thing to do is to use what you must, and leave the rest for other people. I think most normal people know what they SHOULD do, but too many people are sociopaths who don't care how their actions affect anyone else and who figure it's every man for himself.

I am a powerlifter. I seek out tops taller with a lot more mass than me. When I am fucked raw and their seed is deposited inside me, I feel their masculine energy and strength being absorbed into my body. I carry this seed into my training and meets to lift more.

Absolutely, deep

Aiden's life is so good, Bren's too

Went w few years ago and it was awful. Easily the worst bathhouse I’ve ever been to. It was an off night but the facilities were terrible. No public play spaces really and the clientele was not good at all and I’m an any hole any pole kinda guy. did they remodel or improve at all? I surely hope so

Would love to find a hot younger guy willing (wanting…needing) to be locked up except when he was being fucked (by me or whoever I was whoreing him out to) -although he would never be able to touch his cock - but I love seeing a sub hard while he is getting fucked if he shot a load hands free while being fucked lucky for him - if not at the end of the session I would just ice down his dick and cage him back up until the next time

It is worth noting that the two men profiled in The Gift each died in 2015, one of them explicitly of AIDS. It is also worth noting that the documentary did not take note if the fact that both men were actively using crystal meth when they made their terrible choices.

I adore chubs and super chubs they make me so horny. Wish there were more in my area

Once, at Steamworks in Chicago, I was sucking off this fat old guy -- think Jabba in Star Wars -- thru a gloryhole in a plexiglass wall. (His little fat veiny dick was poking thru the gloryhole, his rolls of flab were pressed up against the glass.) From the gloryhole to the concrete floor was dried gray crusty cum, like they only cleaned it once a week. He was SO horny cause no one else would blow him, and I was applying my considerable oral skills, so he exploded -- his cum poured down the crusty dried cum trail to the floor. His little dick just kept squirting and squirting. I was licking up both his runny cum and the dried gray crusty cum while a bunch of young muscle gym twinkies watched. (I sucked off the same old fat dude 30 minutes later in the restroom in front of everybody; damn, he was horny.)

My smoking fetish began at 11 Fast forward to now and I'm a 40 a day smoke pig who identifies as an ashtray It's biggest craving in life is being burned by a MASTER and 2 years ago it was lucky enough to serve in a public smoking area of a club and get burned and humiliated by a sadistic MASTER in full view of all men .that day a faggot was born

Here 🙋‍♂️

Massive smoke fetish since I was a teen Heavy smoker myself and can only get off on smoking men Trained ashtray and cigar masochist

The Bareback Pledge I fully, and on my honor, pledge myself today and hereafter to unrepentant Bareback Sex. I pledge myself completely to fearless pleasure in the exchange of Cum. I hereby and forever refuse to live in fear and self-denial. I hereby and forever refuse the delusion of “safe sex.” If I delight in Bottoming, I commit my mouth and ass to the pleasuring of all cocks who desire to use me. I commit to being flooded with as much Seed as is possible, by as many men as possible. If I delight in Topping, I commit to using other men as my Cumholes, filling their mouths and asses with as much Seed as possible, as often as possible. I pledge myself to sluttery, wanton sexual abandon, anonymous hookups, gloryholes, gangbangs, orgies, and fuck fests. I pledge to strive towards completely indiscriminate sex, accepting Bareback encounters from any and all” Yes, be it known, that I absolutely, and with full intent, commit myself to having as much Bareback sex as possible, as often as possible, with as many men as possible; I pledge myself to making Bareback sex more than a fetish, but a way of life. I make this pledge fully sane, in radical defiance of the anti-pleasure, “safe sex” delusion I’ve been taught. And I fully pledge to do my best towards inspiring others to do the same. NAME/HANDLE ______Kayne___________DATE___09/30/2020___

I never refuse a load and always swallow. Some cum taste great, some has no flavor, some is bitter, some just gag's the fuck out of you as it goes down your throat. I can if some one smokes or drinks a lot of coffee by the taste of their cum, can usually tell what their diet is and can sometimes identify what medications they are on by the taste and texture of their cum loads. I really do like the taste of most cum loads, for me thought it's more about that feeling of power that I get when I finally make a man blast his load down my throat.

That’s fucking disgusting! ...so of course I have! ??

PART 9 I did get some sleep, but definitely not a ton. When I started this, I said I’d tell the truth, and the truth was that I was really conflicted and felt a lot of guilt. Guilty that I did it. That I wanted to do it again. That it felt so good. And Tom, it was like he had this power over me. I mean even last night after I had practically just cum at his place, I was home jerking off reliving what had just happened. But there I was at 11:00, totally showered and clean and feeling, well, a need. Tom smiled and let me in the door, pinning me against the wall as soon as the door closed. “Damn, I had plans to try to be slow, but you just drive me crazy my sexy little boy. Let’s get upstairs and get you naked and let’s give that little boy pussy the attention it needs,” he whispered sexily. It took me perhaps only five seconds to climb the staircase, shedding my clothing immediately upon entering the playroom door. Tom likewise allowed his robe slip off, showing me that tall thin body that I thought was so sexy. His cock was already more than half hard. Not surprisingly the passion and the moment was hitting me intensely, particularly as Tom was stroking himself, using a hypnotic rhythm. That gorgeous giant cock. He didn’t have to ask or direct me. There was no hesitation at all. I slid onto my knees, opened my mouth wide to receive his cock head. Did I think of HIV when I saw the bead of precum coming out of of his slit? Yeah I did. and I also recognized that, even knowing Tom was poz, I couldn't stop myself from liking up his pre-cum. And I savored it. And I just wanted more. I just knew that whatever else, I wanted more of Tom. And I lost myself in a cocksucking lust.

When I get backing to the building and I really don’t know how I did it being so sore from getting fisted every , day drinking so much Chem. piss with my arm all marked up from all the slams I took and my hole is now really starting to feel the full effect of being empty and I really miss that. The nurse at the building says my hole took a real beating and will need 2 weeks of rest and will he inform Larry for me to get compensated for the damage. I still say it was of fun and very profitable as I know I’m a cum & Chem. whore. I keep have these fantasies of getting knock up and taking care of the chasers as so many who are POZ are now on meds and so few left who are POZ who are not on meds, and with the coming out of PrEP there are a lot of people bare backing but they are not POZ and cannot spread the HIV virus that so many now want. It looks like I will always be on some kind of meds either PrEP or meds if I want to become undetectable after becoming POZ I will get on thous meds. I know that school is my future but I have become use to this life style and the money as even with a great job I will only make working full time in a regular job what it takes me 2 months now being a rent boy. The love of my life is thinking the same way and understands we can sell our bodies so for maybe 20 years before we retire or people stop wanting us, it’s something we will have to think long and hard. Larry says if we both want to become POZ and work at infecting chasers we can make fortune and at our POZZING party would be a really big money maker for us as POZ would pay big money to breed us POZ. Larry says he only has 1 working boy who in POZ and not on meds and if making a killing and will soon be going on meds as he is going to soon have full blown AIDS.

Tommy is in the same situation as I was very little money and waiting on tables , so tell him what I did by working in the building and what I do now. He can’t believe me but is willing to try. I ask Larry and I tell him about his age and Larry laughs and said he is now much younger that you are. Tommy is 5ft. 7 weight 120 7 X 2 dick swimmer build blond hair , blue eyes with a cute bubble butt that needs a good fucking. Larry says the only thing Tommy needs is to what little body hair he has removed. I tell Tommy if he wants to move into my place he can as it’s big enough and he can save some money by doing so and not have to put up with the crap in the dorms. Back at the building I’m very busy and 90% of the ones I’m seeing are Tops and only a few want to PNP. The ones I Top all most want to PNP and I have a lot of fun fucking them and giving them my neg. loads. I had one bottom who wanted to be fisted by someone with a small hand and Larry ask me to do it . I have see it done but never did it before and the money for this is very good as it’s a long session. The client is in his mid 30s 6ft. very nice body with a lot of piercings,I say he has a 2ga. P.A. a Guiche on his taint , 10 ring Jacobs ladder on his scrotum , nipple rings the size of quarts with a POZ tattoo above the crack of his ass and over his dick. By looking at him in street cloths you would think of him as a banker but underneath he is a real pig. Larry gives me the list of what he wants done and if we run over the 5 hour time it’s ok as he is a very good client. A lot of the things I will be doing for the first time but others who work here have given me a good education on how to do it. We meet up in the room and I give a heavy Gator Aid after he finish it we talk a bit , then I take his arm tie it off and give him a heavy slam. When I see the flash of his toxic blood ( he is not on meds ) my dick is so hard and all I’ve done is give him a slam. I take him over to the sling and he jumps in to it like it’s his second home , I take a shoe lace and tie it off at the base of his scrotum to keep his dick up as he like sounds in his urethral , you use plenty of lube and just let the metal rod drop in by gravity , he takes the first one easy so I get a bigger one and the same it goes in easy, the next one is the biggest one we have and after that is in he says use your finger , I put so lube on my raw finger and it goes right in , he ha a big hard on as I stroke his dick. After I take my finger out I take out the mechanical suction pump and put it in his dick as I spread his legs as wide as they will go so I have complete access to his hole. Looking at his hole you can see this in not his first time doing this but I wonder why he wants me. Before I start I load him up on Gator Aid and give him a very heavy slam so he is flying. I take this big lube shooter that is loaded with J-Lube mix with Miss Tina and inserted in his hole , he does not need toys to stretch bill so I make my hand look like a duck bill and cover my hand and forearm. With fisting it’s the bottom who is telling you if they can take more or they want you to stop , go slower and even more lube. As my fingers go in his hole open up like a flower in the spring does , his hole is sucking my are after it go to my wrist, I was told about people like this as I move my forearm out to put more lube on and I’m past the elbow as I watch the sucking machine doing a number on his dick. I want to pull out to keep him hydrated and to put a gas mask on his and give him some poppers as I’m now to see how deep I can go with him.This time I just make a fist and punch it right in with very little complaint so I pull out and start to punch fist him and he is really liking it , then I re lube and go to see how deep I can go and it does not take lone till I’m up to my arm pit and I see my hand moving on his stomach. This is incredible as I’m about to cum from this as he says can you please use your other hand in me. So I put so lube on his body and let it run down and put as much as I can on it and put my hand in his hole as he is screaming and it’s not screaming of protest but of sheer pleasure, My one arm is as deep as it can go and my other hand is just past the wrist with me rocking my body back and forth. What I really love is how warm my hand and arm are with the total feeling of the power I have as he rocks back and forth , yes there is some blood as I’m sure I might have cut him up or the stretching did something but as I pull out I have never seen in my short life someone so happy high and exhausted. After I pull out I see how big his hole an apple would just fall in. I call for the nurse to help me as he will be needing some time to recover. The nurse comes in and hands me this GIANT butt plug and says just put it in and it goes in real easy. I look at the time and this session has been going on for 10 hours for in my head I thought it was only 3 hours , it’s then I realize how tired I am. I get home and Tommy is in bed so I just curl up to him and go to sleep and that night I was dreaming about thous piercing and the Poz tattoo and how much he was screaming pleasure. When I wake Tommy said they heard the screaming down stairs and they were joking about how much fun someone was having.

met a freaky guy about an hour ago in the rambles. ate his ass, fucked him, dropped a load.....sucked it out