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Met this bottom just now on BBRT while at work. Took a break and loaded him up. Damn his ass was deep I’m pissed I didn’t have enough time to really feel inside him. Just told him to be face down ass up for me so I can get right to it. I only had 30 min break. Ass was so 🔥 I had to take a cpl pics before I bore down and bred him. Gave me his number and said any time you need me just call. I’m back at work able to think straight again.

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!"

Felt really horny yesterday as I haven't been fucked properly for a few weeks. I have a friend staying with me in the moment and hence I cannot play. I love anon fucking and normally I accom in my place, waiting blindfolded on all 4s with the door on latch - so the tops just walk in, unzip, fuck me, cum and go. Heaven! So yesterday, I decided to go to a sauna as I really needed some cock. I douched deep and ended up in Pleasuredome. I was there 8pm and right after entering, I thought it was a mistake as it was quite empty and after the first round I was really disappointed. Not many guys and no one was playing and also the steam room was deserted. This is no wonder as after they re-opened after COVID there are now hardly any free rooms. You have to pay extra for a room or cubicle. So my plan to wait in a cubicle head down and ass up didn’t work. So I went to the gloryholes – basically three cubicles where the middle one is connected to the left and right one through bars which allow easy blowing or getting fucked. They are dimly lit and nearest to an anon scene. I lubed my hole and waited. That should be the only lube I needed for the whole evening. Just a minute after I occupied the middle cubicle, a guy entered the right cubicle. The good sub I am, I went down and my knees and offered my mouth to blow him and soon enough I got a nice 6” cock in my mouth. That felt so good and I blew him for a few minutes but I really needed cock in my arse. So, I took my chance and just turned around and offered my arse and what shall I say – he just slid his cock in. He started to fuck me in a nice pace as it is a bit difficult to fuck through the bars. I made sure I pressed my arse firmly against the bars so he could go in deep. While he was fucking me like the good slut I am, another guy entered the left cubicle and a second later I was spit-roasted by a nice 7” cock. Again, after 5 minutes I tried my luck and turned around and what can I say – the 7” just slid into my hole and fucked me and I was sucking the 6” again. No condoms – yay! I was switching between them a few times until the 6” finally couldn’t take it any longer. When it was his turn fucking me again, I could feel him getting faster and more aggressive and soon he was grunting and I could feel him pumping a hot load into me. The second he came he left but was immediately replaced by another guy. I offered my arse to my 7” again and he must have noticed I just got bred as he now also went more aggressive while I was blowing the new guy. So, he added his load soon. This is not bad, I thought to myself as I could feel my hole getting all wet and since was leaning over to service cock, the cum was easy to drip out – or be fucked out of me. My tactics started to work, I blew all guys until they were hard and horny and after a few minutes I just turned around and offered my hole. Not a single guy was trying to use a condom or refused to fuck me. After a while the spit-roasting died down and there were more gaps but never longer than three or four minutes until a new cock arrived. My hole really was getting loose and sloppy and cum was dripping everywhere. Puddles of cum on the floor, between the bars and my whole arse was sticky and covered in cum! Heaven! Since it was quite late, I guess all the guy just wanted to cum and go home and since there was not much action anywhere else I was the easiest way for them to empty their balls. I remember another fucker, he was very aggressive and fucked my switched between blowing him and he fucked my well seeded hole and finally when I sucked him again, he held my head and shoved his cock deep into my throat and pumped he babies down my throat and left! Yummy. My own cock was leaking precum but I made sure the guys didn’t wank me off! Another guy was licking by cum filled hole before adding his load. I got all kinds of cocks, big, small, thick, thin, bendy but no one was using a condom (or tried) to and most of them ended up cumming in my arse and some in my mouth. I soon lost count but I must have serviced at least 25 to 30 guys and taken 20 loads. I was sticky and cum was running down my legs and since the first sachet of lube I didn’t need any additional lube. I was in there for 2.5 hours and finally got tired and the trickle of guys was ending anyways. So, I left the cubicle and went to the steam room sat down to relax my legs a bit and finally blew my own load into the mouth of a hot Oriental guy. I did cum buckets. O I showered and went home with empty balls and a hole full of cum which was leaking while riding the bus home. Left a nice wet spot on the seat. I certainly will do this again as this was unexpected and really cool to be the only greedy bottom in there who must have gotten most of the loads this night.

"oh you didn't say anything and i didn't wear one." he acted like he was being completely sincere and reasonable knowing he'd just bred a married guy. "you know that was my first time being fucked?" I rolled onto my side on the bed. i could feel that my ass was slick with cum and lube. he looked at my hard cock. "well i guess you're a cumslut then" i paused about 10 beats. a bead of precum ran down my shaft. i laughed. "oh fuck i guess i am." "you want some more?" the truth is, i did. i slid my hand back and pushed 2 fingers into my cummy hole. god i felt giddy being a slut. i knew about poppers from the nasty porn i would watch in secret on redtube but i couldnt believe how amazingly it worked. a man had fucked my hole for his pleasure. he hadnt bothered mentioning that he was penetrating me without a condom, correctly surmising that i wanted him to fuck me bare. i wanted it again. "heck yeah, can you fuck again so fast?" he swung his bedroom door open. "any of ya'll want to fuck this trick?" three heads turned to me and saw me make a completely shocked face. im not sure how i managed to still find myself shocked, but there we were. one of the guys smirked and turned back to the tv. the other two got up. they were both in their mid 40s to 50s i guess. sleazy gay guys like Wil, apparently. they came in the room and the door swung closed. i sat up on the bed and stuck my hand out. "im ____." "miller." "ted." introductions having been made, miller pushed me on my back, spread my legs and slid his middle finger inside me. "jesus, wil, where'd you find him." "over at ____.... he was there with his wife." "i bet he was." miller was wearing a long-sleeve tshirt and jeans. i was 6' and figured he was maybe 5'9 at the outside. like wil he had a lot of tattoos. but he was cleanshaven with a boring haircut and didn't read as super gay like wil. i pulled my legs apart as i lay on the bed. he pushed his ring finger in, too, and finger fucked me. i was suddenly embarrassed to realize i was pushing back on his fingers. "do you want another load in your ass?" "yes" he dropped his pants--completely shaved--and took off his shirt. he climbed on the bed and slid a pillow under my ass. "jerk off" "what?" "jerk off" i jerked my cock as he rubbed his against my hole. i rubbed precum all over my cock but resisted the urge to cum. miller rubbed my cock until i shot a massive load on my stomach. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck. Courtney was at home. I was here with my legs spread and my stomach spattered with my own semen. miller approached and pressed his penis in my asshole. i was well lubed but this was also the second penis that had ever fucked me. miller rubbed my load over my skin. his cock felt impossibly huge inside me. I could feel as the glans of his penis slipped out of my sphincter and then he slid in what seemed impossibly deep. he repeated this deep stroke and i felt frankly defeated. it wasnt fair to stop him, but my mind was mostly on courtney and how we could get past this. i realized this was a dominating fucking style and unfortunately realized i was getting turned on again. why did i want it like this? why did i want miller to ejaculate in me? he slipped out accidentally when he was pounding me and i stopped him from going back inside immediately. "go easy on me. im tight." "sure bud sorry." he offered me the poppers and then slid back inside, i lost track of the specifics but felt like the world's greatest cumslut ready to take the next load. i grabbed his ass and held him deep in me. i was buzzing. i wanted his semen. my phone buzzed. shit. "where are you?"

Barry’s business boomed. I saw his clients before their conversion process. I checked their HIV status to be sure they were negative and had a conference with them to go over their suitability and had them sign consent. When they converted, I got them through the fuck flu symptoms and re tested them to prove they pozzed up. I recognized a few of them, movie stars, industry billionaires, and politicians. I couldn’t believe how much money I was making. More than my private practice, by far, and it took a relatively small amount of my time. For an additional fee, Barry would arrange for his newly poz clients to gift to his negative clients as well. I hadn’t participated in any of the conversations until Barry said he had a client who was a top only and wanted to convert as a top. Barry knew I mostly bottomed and asked for my advice. I told him I’d love to do it. Barry said he guaranteed that he would covert his clients and asked if I could make sure I was successful. I told him I could. Barry would arrange my appointment with him and I could set something up. Almost all his gifters were tops so this would be great for him. Because of the special request of being pozzed by a bottom the fee was doubled, an amazing amount of money, I was told. When Jim came to my office, I was agast. He was an amazing hunk, fit handsome, and very affable. I was drooling, good thing I was wearing a mas, but my hardon was obvious. I never had such a reaction to any of the previous clients. My exam discovered a huge cut cock with a large PA that was perfect for his size. He got a partial hardon during the exam and it was impressive. I explained the consent and told him that I was to be his gifter and that his conversion was not going to be the wild event that the conversions usually were. He understood. Instead of the conversion taking place locally we were going to go to the Caribbean to a gay clothing optional resort for a week. If he did not convert then a repeat at a different resort would be arranged. I was so hot to get started. His fuck flu would be treated at a resort of his choosing, with me being his personal physician, and an arrangement for him to gift a negative chaser as the finale of an amazing conversion. I don’t know what his fee would be but Barry said it was breathtaking. I couldn’t wait. Everything was arranged. I arrived a day ahead to make sure all my needs for the conversion were set up. Since this was a clothing optional resort, I was naked the moment I checked in. I was planning on this to be an erotic, passionate conversion over a week’s time. I hoped to have as much fun as the client. Jim arrived to the bungalow and I greeted him, naked of course. He was as gorgeous as I remembered. We had a brief kiss and he disrobed. His cock was rising, mine already hard, enhanced by my daily Cialis. I suggest a walk on the beach. It was just night, and he agreed. The walk was a combination of getting to know each other and to feel out what he would like. To my delight, he wanted a more romantic conversion than a rough fucking one. We held hands as we walked the beach. After a bit we took a swim, kissed and fondled. By the time we start back we were all over each other. His cock was delicious and his PA felt wonderful when I deep throated his thick 9 inch beauty. I was so hard. He was gentile and assertive the same time. This was going to be a great week. I thought I was going to be the aggressor because I had to poz him, but this first encounter was not what I expected. We started passionate kissing and Jim was in charge. He played with my doubly pierced nipples for ever He loved them and couldn’t get enough. It was heaven for me. No other partner enjoyed them more and I loved every second. He admitted how much he loved playing with nipples and he never saw double pierced nipples before and was taking advantage. No complaints from me. After a long while he drifted down to my cock and deep throated my PA. As great as everything felt, nothing prepared me for what transpired. His rimming and sucking of my balls put me into extasy. This went on forever. Then he stopped and went into the bathroom and came out with a toothbrush and some kind of cleaning cloth. What are you doing? I’m going to make you bleed and you are going to make me bleed. What? I’ll show you. He put the toothbrush up my ass and vigorously roughed up my rectum until the brush was bright red. He handed me the cloth which was a rough pot scrubbing pad and told me to rub his cock until the skin started to bleed. I did that but I did only half his cock towards the base. I think we are ready. You are doing my job for me!! My pleasure!! We continued our lovemaking. His cock tasted like blood and I assumed my ass tasted the same. Then I got aggressive and mounted his cock. I was sore taking him, and he was sore as I bottomed out on his very hard leaking cock. We used saliva and precum only. Once he was totally in me we started some aggressive fucking. It hurt at first the felt so good. The combination of pain and pleasure was intoxicating. I never was so aggressive, and I never enjoyed being fucked as much as I was enjoying this fuck. I began getting vey verbal, telling Jim to fuck me with no mercy. Usually I only became this verbal on poppers. I was close to cumming and yelled I was close. Jim yelled he was cumming as well, and we shot together. My cum hit Jim in the face as I felt at least 6 volleys shoot ups my ass. I collapsing Jim out of breath unable to speak. Jim couldn’t say anything. We were sweating profusely, slipping our slick bodies together like we oiled up, Jim whispered “That was amazing “ I whispered “It was the best” ”Your blood is joining my blood and is bringing your gift to me. Thank you” “ Thank you for the best sex I have ever had”

Sometimes my job requires me to keep VERY unusual hours. Although I try to avoid report times before sunrise, occasionally they happen. Especially if the early report time gets me to a long layover where I can be a hyper slut. So sometimes I have to go to bed at 7pm, wake up at 2 am, so I can be there at 5 am. I can't go to bed at 7pm on my own at all, I need to take a little xanax as a sleep aid. Also, I'm not used to sleeping with another person. I wake up constantly and get a shitty nights sleep. So, on the rare occasions that I have a sleep over, I'll take some xanax then too. Towards the end October I had a second LONG layover in SLC. 30 hours with the top stud there. It was a late arrival but he met me at my hotel at midnight. We had a quick cocktail before we peeled each other's clothes off and climbed in bed. I could tell he was super horny, he was acting kind of aggressive. He's usually pretty long on foreplay, but not that night. He lubed himself up and pushed in all the way, balls deep. He fucked like a stallion while I worked his nips as hard as I could, alternating from twisting to long squeezing to quick pinching. He'd pound away until he was getting close, then stop. He'd look me in the eyes, flex his dick, and smile. He came in for a little more kissing before he started pounding me again. Then he'd stop and pause some more, proclaiming that he liked to use my ass to edge in. Quite frankly, I liked it too! After the fourth round of pounding he finally let loose and pumped his load in. It was an intense orgasm, because once it started to subside he then started shaking. When the shaking stopped, he laid next to, wrapped his arms around me, and said he'd never cum that hard before. We made out as I jerked off and shot my load on him, and he rubbed it into his chest and licked some off of his hands. Since he was spending the night and we had the whole next day together, I popped a xanax so I'd be well rested. He played big spoon as we turned off the lights and went to sleep. We spent the next day together, fucked more of course, but left when it was time for me to go to bed. A couple of days ago, he called me to apologize for what happened on my last layover. I thought we had an amazing hot time together, and was very confused as to what he was talking about. He said he was just so horny and didn't know what came over him. I'm still confused. So I ask him what he's talking about. After the first night, when he had that earth shattering orgasm and I popped a pill, he woke up in the middle of the night with a raging hard on. His dick was against my ass so slid his dick in my ass. He was fucking me, and I was pushing back on his dick. He said he stopped after a couple of minutes and went back to sleep. Then he said he did it a second time in the middle of the night, but this time I was out pretty hard so he stopped again. So I said "wait a minute...you fucked me in the middle of the night?? I have absolutely no memory of this. Did you really??" I got a raging boner thinking that he fucked me when I was sleeping and had no idea. I thought it was HOT! He started to apologize again, saying that wasn't very gentlemanly of him. I laughed and said nothing you did to me was gentlemanly and that's just fine with me. So I had a little talk with him. I explained that generally when I take a xanax before bed, it doesn't knock me out that hard. And maybe fucking a knocked out stranger wouldn't be the best idea. But since we know each other pretty well, it's perfectly fine with me if he fucks me in that state. And that frankly thinking about it was making me SO horny. So now he knows that xanax or not, if my ass is in close proximity to him, he can do whatever he wants with it LOL. As I say, if you're in it you own it! There are only 2 other guys that I have sleep overs with. I reached out to them and asked them if I've ever been completely knocked out when I took a pill and we slept together. With each one of them we've gone to sleep and woke up in the night and fucked more and I remember it. But they both said me being passed out like that hasn't happened. I'm not sure why I was so knocked out this time, but it makes me horny every time I think about it.

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 😈🍑☣️!!!

Does anyone else host themed bareback parties, me and my buddies do this about once a month. The host picks a theme. I hosted a daddy, son fuck last night and the rules were, Don’t cum for at least a couple of days, spend a couple of hours before in the gym working up a sweat wearing a jock, don’t shower, and wear a cockring And my boy, Drew was to get all loads.I had 7 buddies accept and man, we all smelled good. We spread Drew’s legs and spent a good 2 hours pounding his asshole and pumping him full of sperm. Thesmell of menswear and cum was intoxicating.

I remember going to the video booths in the mid nineties in NYC right before they started cleaning up the city Being all nervous going in because I so desperately wanted to suck dick (this was before I understood the joys of getting fucked) but was more afraid someone who I knew would catch me now about twenty years later I’d be in a video store in Queens being spit roasted by two guys I don’t know. Being passed around by random guys booth to booth taking loads in my mouth and or ass. A year or so later finding out that I was diagnosed HIV positive. Staying away from video booths and adult theaters for almost a year because I was beating myself up later returning to the video booths and theaters still taking loads in my mouth and or ass. But now more comfortable in my skin. Video booths and theaters was and is great I handled so much dick in the time from the nineties til now 14 year old me would’ve been shocked. But I also forged cool friendships and bonds tied together through the act of getting off. It’s kinda sad a lot of them or going the way of the drive in movie theater. But as long as there’s one wherever I’m at that’s where you’ll occasionally find me on my knees sucking dick, getting fucked and or both

Hey totally agree with MuscledHorse, plus stating the obvious, to get your hole ready for lots of use, clean out well before you go and get your hole well lubed with grease based lube to ensure your ready and available. The club will have a cloths check at the door and almost certainly provide you with a plastic sack to safely store all of your cloths and valuables, then mark you with your number, so yet another thing you dont need to worry about..... aim to just go boots only or trainers only and keep your poppers in your sock. Don't be shy, be comfortable in your own skin and really appreciate being naked and available amongst other men looking to breed and be bred. It feels so empowering and free to be a true sex pig Enjoy🐷

The beaded metal sound (#1) is my fave. (The beads make the sound!)

My other half knows i am on this site as well as many others. I m blessed to have a guy in my life who is like me and finds male sexual monogamy to be unnatural. He encourages my promiscuous behavior and has been the camera guy on some of my porn scene filmings. Like me, he takes a dim view of chasing or intentionally spreading infections. But, we are both on PrEP and do not use condoms or even own any. We are ll about males breeding males for sport an pleasure. In October, we both went to the fist weekend of Fist Fest (4 days). Then he went back for the second weekend while i had a week long stay at Inn Leather sex resort in Fort Lauderdale. Everyday he would make sure i was out offering my body to guys not that i really need any encouragement) and getting as much sexual use s possible while telling me about the use he had enjoyed and the guys he had topped where he was. When we head to Pig Week for its 10 days of sex parties he has already challenged me to push myself to new use levels at this year's and see how long i can last in the 24 hour bathhouse before and after the day's sex parties are done. 10 consecutive days of promiscuous sexual use like that is a lot but i am game as always. I never leave Pig Weekwith less than 150-200 sex partners. he is challenging me to be full Breeding Zone level breeding stock and aim for 300-350.

Got fucked in the woods off a walking trail that was pretty busy with walkers ... Top pulled out a condom drspite knowing i only fuck raw and waa already cummy.... I let him try but he just couldnt get in wrapped (thank you, latex hating pussy), gave up and finally gave in to me begging for it raw. Lasted maybe 10 pumps, shot a huge load in me, and then was really surprised when i sucked the cum clean off his cock once he ppulled out. Already wants to know when he can do that again. So.... Guess ive introduced another guy to raw sex 🙂

With a busy work month of November, I'm very happy to get some bb fun. My Vietnamese-born vers pigson wanted to meet early today. So, I started to douche around 9 AM and was done and showered when he came over at 11 AM. Remember, he got his birthday fuck and seeding a few weeks ago when he turned 30. Today, he got to sucking my hard nipples and cock first. He had me lie on my back on the bed and went down on my hard cock. He did suck on each ball too. My cock is so rock hard. He pressed with his thumb on a spot below my balls but not yet at my crack. He kept pressing and I told him I couldn't last long. He didn't stop sucking and got a mouthful of hot cum from me. He cleaned off my cock and offered me a cummy kiss. HOT! He fucked me on my tummy and with my legs up too. I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles hoping he'd cum in me. He asked that I get on my tummy and shoved his cock in my hole. I put my legs together and squeezed his cock fucking me. I do moan when getting bred. His breath got short and he rammed his cock right to the end and spurted in me. We stayed in that position for a bit to savour the moment. He removed his cock still covered with a bit of cum that I cleaned off. He wanted to taste my ass. And I got to taste his cum plus my ass juices. BLISS!

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!

Smoking or should I say hot guys smoking was and still is my biggest fetish. I suppose it started with seeing the hot bad boys smoking at school. I couldn't help but watch from afar fantasizing about them, I suppose wanting to be them to then wanting to have them, kiss their smokey lips. I can spot a hot guy smoking a mile away. When younger I would sometimes follow behind them to breathe in their smoke as they exhaled. On occasion, I may have even picked up their discarded cigarette to take a couple of drags - I loved the thought that my lips were touching where theirs had just been. Many smokers were often wearing a hot leather jacket, so soon smoking and leather entwined into a dual fetish.

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

Our 5 day camping trip starts tomorrow. It’ll be my best buddy, Adam, and his girlfriend of a few years, Sarah, and my girlfriend of about a year, Ray, and me. We’re all around 30 years old. Adam and I have lifted together just about every day for the last 4 years. He’s a beefy dude at 5’11, 190lbs, muscular, brn/brn, moderately hairy, dark olive skin, and italian. He has a soft-featured face, bushy eyebrows, and is a horny fucker. In a pinch, he used to fuck just about anything with a heartbeat. We’ve done a bunch of kinky shit together - double teamed some girls, jacked off plenty of times together, been to a few orgies, etc. He has a solid 6” cut dick with big furry balls. I’m a little taller and bigger than him at 6’2”, 200lbs, muscular, brn/hazel, furry chest, stomach, legs, and a thick 7.5 dick. I also seemingly cum a lot more than him and everyone I’ve ever seen cum irl. He spurts a decent 2-3x, I do 5+. I’m not sure why my balls produce so much extra thick spunk, but they do and it’s a mess to clean up. If I nut on myself, it gets stuck all in my body hair for days. When fucking, I’ve always used condoms because I will definitely overfill a puss and know it’ll catch. Even when I’m fucking with a condom, if I keep pounding after I nut, the jizz makes it way back up my shaft and out of the top of the glove and foams too much. I always stop, throw out the filled bag, and rewrap. It’s also hard to go even a day without unloading or I’m almost painfully horny. That being said I’ve painted countless bathroom stalls to get release, often multiple times a day. Sarah and Ray are similar looking and sizes at about 5’6” blond/brn, fit as fuck, hairless everywhere, tight pusses, and always smell like a mix of something sweet and sex. Ray and I usually go a few rounds a day and it’s almost laughable how drenched she is when I pull out and hose on her stomach. It’s 9pm and Ray calls. She’s feeling horrible, food poising or something. I don’t really want to go without her but can’t ditch. 3rd wheel here I come. They pick me up at so early in the morning. I barely have time to throw on my cloths. Day one of hiking is flying by. I’ve lead the way all day but just took a piss, and took up the rear behind Sarah. She’s wearing pale blue tights and I can’t help but notice how muscular and tight her ass looks. Sexy fox. I wonder what she’s like in bed. I wonder if she has Adams seed in her right now. My dick twitches and start to fill. It dawns on me that I haven’t nutted in nearly two days. I look down at my grey mesh shorts, my dick is already rock hard and clearly visible bouncing around. I fight my urge to stare at her ass and legs at the same time I fight my dick throbbing and leaking precum all over my shorts. It gets dark so fast and starts to rain as we finally arrive at camp site for the night. The weather is miserable. Just as I’m about to throw my pack in our 4 person tent I slip and fall into a giant deep puddle. Adam, Sarah, and I laugh our asses off at my clumsiness. I get in the tent and find that all my stuff is soaked. Adam and Sarah are kind and unzip their sleeping bags to make two large blankets we can all share. Adam gives me a dry shirt and boxers. The shirts way too small, so I’m left in only the boxers. We all strip down, get under the one blanket and have some good conversation. In a matter of no time and kind of suddenly Adam starts to snore. My body is half out of the blankets because I don’t want to be jammed up against Sarah. I lay on my back chilled to the bone and shivering. I rub my own body to get some friction and heat. I wonder if my body hair helps insulate warmth.. my chest stomach and leg hair is so bushy. Sarahs on her side, facing Adam. She turns around a bit and whispers “Tom, why are you all the way over there, come get body heat off my back.” I think about being pressed up against her and my dick starts to twitch and pump up again. Body contact would be the ultimate blue balls. “Thanks Sarah but I’ll be fine.” - “Tom, you’re clearly freezing. Please don’t be stubborn and get yourself sick… Also, if you’re concerned about Adam being jealous of our cuddling or whatever, he’ll be knocked the fuck out until probably 9am by his Ambien. Trust me, it’s not easy to wake him.” She reaches back and pulls my arm around her stomach. I feel how tight and warm her body is under the thin t-shirt. “Fine, fine.. here I come.” As I scoot over my hand moves around her stomach a bit and I don’t feel the top of panties. She’s only wearing a t-shirt? That can’t be. I press my bare chest against her back and bare legs against hers. Immediate warmth. She reaches back and rubs my thigh to warm me faster. It helps but I feel a pit in my stomach because I don’t think Adam would like this. I keep my ass back away from her as my dick has its own mind and is throbbing. “Isn’t this better?” She says. “Yeah, thanks… Sarah.. Listen, if I fall asleep and you feel my hard-on, just know I’m not trying to get fresh, that happens to guys.” My dick is so fucking hard. I feel that it’s poked out of the boxers piss hole and is slightly exposed. “Don’t worry big guy, I’m not worried about it.” We lay there for a minute while and she gently rubs the top of my hand that’s on her stomach. My heart is pounding out of my chest. Wtf would Ray do if she saw this. Then Sarah arches her back and presses her ass against against my crotch. I immediately feel my slick dick head jab her bare skin. I whisper “shit, whoa.. no no. Sorry.. it’s just that I haven’t nutted in a few days and it’s extra sensitive. Sorry.” I start to scoot back farther. She swiftly reaches behind her back and grips my dick to stop be from moving away. Her warm hand feels so good. I don’t move. “Wow, you’re huge. So much bigger than Adam. Thicker, longer, (she’s now examining my Dick and balls with light squeezes), and your balls are massive.. Adam told me you were big everywhere but I had no idea.” she exhales. I notice her right arm that she’s laying on is moving slightly.. she’s masterbating? Fucking tease. My heart pounds faster and i realizing I’m breathing heavier. I invulnerability thrust slightly forward and my dick flexes releasing a huge amount of precum onto her hand. I can’t bring myself to my stop her from stroking me. “Sarah, we shouldn’t... and even if wanted to, we need a condom. I cum way too much. Ill make a mess in ur sleeping bag.” She doesn’t say anything, grabs my left hand, pulls it down to to her puss.. she’s so wet. She moans and forces my fingers to rub her clit a few times and then passes my hand back to my face so I can smell it.. “FUCKKKK.” She puts my hand back on her hip and pushes herself back onto my bare dickhead with precision. I feel it lodged against the entrance of her wet snatch. “Sarah, you better be on the fucking pill.” She pushes harder and my cum slick helmet slowly breaches her hungry raw cunt. She moans softly and slowly slides onto it. I’ve completely lost self control. “Tom, you feel so good.” My Dick can feel every bit of her insides and the muscular walls flexing on my shaft. I’m about 1/2 in, my animal instincts take over and I pull her all the way down onto my shaft, bottoming out, and freeze so I don’t unload yet. My dick pulses more precum the full 7.5” inside her. “Ohhh fuck Tom” she’s rubbing her clit faster and breathing harder. She gyrates as I start to thrust. She reaches farther down and massages my heavy furry nuts. Our bodies are now moist and hot. I smell her sweet cunt juices coming from my dick each time I slide out. I’ve never been so hard. She’s works her clit with both hands while I thrust deeper. I’m close. “I’m close, Sarah.” I try to pull out and with her left arm she forcefully pulls herself back on me. “Don’t pull out yet..” her breathing becomes irregular, she’s about to cum also.. I’m over the edge and I feel me balls tingle for the last time. “Shit Sarah.. I can’t stop it.” “I’m not on the pill. Don’t cum inside me.” She starts to shake and moan loudly and gyrates harder with my Dick balls deep. “Oh fuck..” My whole body flexes and I pull her as hard as I can down on my dick. I erupt torrent after torrent after torrent as deep as I can inside her. She continues to climax “mmm mm ahhh fuckk.” It feels like her snatch is sucking my dick as it contracts. My dick pulses inside her expelling every drop of my seed. She continues to gyrate slowly. We’re pressed up against each other and stop moving. My dick softens and slowly slides out of her. I feel some of my seed leaking out of her and onto my waist. As we come down, we quickly fall asleep.

How did you learn about film arcades and adult bookstore hookups?An older co worker told me about them when I was 19.1974 we worked at adjacent buildings and he knew I was always horny.He mentioned the place and said he would take me there that weekend.Met at his place around the corner from the bookstore and we smoked some really strong weed while he regaled me with stories about his gay life and what to expect tonite etc.Mike had told me to dress sexy to attract men and I had complied showing up in what was to become a uniform of cuttuffs teeshirt and flipflops.Leaving his apartment we walked to the bookstore where he was greeted by the clerk who threw me an appraising glance and smile.Mike purchased the tokens and pulled me away from the gay magazine rack into the very dark fulm boothe arcade.His hand on my butt pushed me towards the very last booth pushed me in and closed the door behind us.Started the film which was a gay sex flick that totally had me heart pounding and my cock twitching from the excitement and all the weed we had smoked.It was all happening so fast...We kissed and as I got into kissing him back he took my hand and ran the fingers around a hole between our booth and the next....soon a hard cock popped thru and he pushed me down and told me to suck it off....which I did.Got so into it was surprised then the ejaculation started filling my mouth with a strangers cum.That cock pulled back and I heard the booth door open as the stranger left.Mike pulled out another joint and we shared it,he showed me how to blow the smoke out the exhaust vent.As the rush began to build anew Mike told me he was going to watch from the next booth and to just please whatever men came in.Leaving the door ajar he left,and very soon another man entered.He dropped his pants and pushed me down to suck his cock and I did,the rush making my heart pound and head spin.He pulled me up after a few moments turned me around to face the screen and whispered in my ear"I'm gonna fuck you now faggot" as his hands undid my shorts and pushed them down roughly,exposing my twink bubble butt to his hard glistening cockhead which immediatly started probing my hole.He openned a small packet of lube and smeared it around my hole and on his cockhead,then just pushed it in.The smell of alcohol on his breath was strong as he tongued my ear as he fucked me silly,and I remember thinking"I'm getting fucked by a drunk at 1am in a bookstore filmbooth"He started to groan,and his thrusts gott infrequent and deep as he came.Pulling out his cum ran out a bit and I couldn't keep it in....he pulled his pants up and left without a word.Another man entered as he left sliding the door shut and dropping his sweatpants in one fluid motion,He pressed a hard cock into me and started fucking me using the previous deposit as lube.After he came and left another just wanted a blow job so I did that too.Mike came back into my booth and pulled my shorts back up and said we should leave now,and that I could spend the nite at his place.We walked back,I remember my ass was a bit sore and leaking cum too.Mike gave me a sleeping pill and water and we shared his bed me still in my cum soaked clothes all nite.The next morning we talked about the nite before and he told me his fav joy was watching young twinks getting bred by strangers like that and he thanked me for letting him watch,and that I was going to be a good cumdump,first time I ever heard that word.Mike and I would become good friends and we replayed that nite several times,as well as eventually having a LOT of sex together.We lost touch when he moved in the 1980's and later learned he died of aids related pneumonia.Mike showed me a world I never would have known existed.Wish I could have been there for him later when he got sick,and would love to have been pozzed by him.Think he would have liked that.

My older brother saw my dad fucking my ass when I was 14 or 15. My brother confronted me about it later that night. After I convinced him that I really wanted wanted it and dad was not forcing me to do anything, he started fucking my ass too. I convinced him by crying that I did not want him to hate me but that I could not help it I was attracted to men and their cocks, and I needed their cum inside me. As he was comforting me from crying and telling me that he could never hate me, I started rubbing his crotch and begging him to let me prove how good of a cock sucker I was. After I sucked him off I told him how dad thought my ass was even better, and proceeded to strip down, bend over, and pull my ass cheeks apart to show him my fuck-hole. It was still slightly red, puffy, and gaping since our dad just fucked me hours before.

I was fucking a much younger fuckbuddy in his bed when I came aware that his dad was watching us from the door. He knew I fucked his son and was cool with it. He didn't say anything But he got a good look at my ass thrusting as I fucked his son. I grunted "I'm gunna seed your hole, awwww fuck, I'm cummin" I rolled off and shoved my cock in my fb's mouth. Then his dad came into the room, sat on the bed and said "looks hot" I said "your boy's got a great ass, I've opened him up, why don't you give him your load" He hesitated so I unbuttoned his jeans, pulled his cock out and masturbated him. He sported a solid hardon so I guided him towards his boy's asshole and he did the rest. He'd been fucking his sion's mouth for a while but that was the first time breeding him.

oh to be 19 again,wearing short cutoffs a tee shirt and a smile.stoned and cruising the booths late at night.getting fed poppers and being bred by strangers.the future becons and in every dream a man is there with a hard glistening penis,,,,

It's like going to any other sex party or event: guys are there to fuck like dogs like heat an breed and be bred. The same etiquette rules apply as with any other group setting, just no one will be using condoms (haven't had a guy pull one out in a sex club, bathhouse or sex resort in ages) so you can expect your body will be a public sexual play space and you will have other guys spray their DNA in your mouth and ass. I thrive in that environment.

I've had a favor for smoking guys as long as I can think back. My interest in men and interest in smokers started at the same time. The older guys at school would always gather at a corner to smoke and I found that super exciting. The most interesting smoker was the older brother of a neighborhood friend though who became quite a thug. Still today I'm picturing him in my fantasies. At around 10 I tried my first cigarette but hadn't really figured out how inhaling worked at that point. Today I'm still a proud smoker and seeing other smokers still gets me hard. A man is just more complete with a cigarette in his mouth

A nice hard cock and a creamy hopefully poz load 😀

Some guys really love my foreskin, but most like to grab (and fuck and eat) my ass. Rugby was kind to me and built a nice, thick, fuckable ass on me. Once they've been IN my ass, most guys want in again, which I'm happy to oblige! Been told I suck amazingly well too, so maybe my mouth. I don't really know. Who wants to try each out and we'll start a poll? <oink>

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

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

A good twink friend from college just found me on BBRT & immediately texted me. Not sure if he's a chaser or chill with it but apparently he at least loves poppers and getting bred by multiple guys at a time.

[think before following links] http://www.xvideos.com/video8582448/non-stop_cum_dump damn id like to be a cum dump!

my wife had just left the table when he leaned in and said, "no offense, but i get the feeling that you're a faggot." i stammered some kind of not very convincing of course nots and before i could finish he cut me off. "of course id love to fuck you in the ass." i blushed but i knew the bar was too dark for it to matter. "thanks but no thanks" i said regretfully. i got up to get another round. **** we'd met wil because the bar was packed and we were looking hopelessly for a table. we were about to give up and go somewhere else when wil waved us over and charmingly invited us to join him. my wife courtney and i had been married for 11 years and we hadnt been out since the pandemic. we decided to hit up a divey place a few blocks from our apartment that had been a favorite before and, as i said, found the place packed. courtney always loved the gay guys and wil was no different. i used to worry that they were just humoring her. and then i decided that even if they sometimes were there was no point to my being worried about it. **** i got back to our table with 2 vodka gimlets and a glass of rose. courtney grabbed my phone and excitedly said "im putting wil's number in your phone because he's interested in settlers of catan and i know you know everything about it." she probably didnt need this 4th glass. wil winked at me and chuckled. **** back at home, court was a mess. we got her in her nightgown and she was working on a big glass of water. my phone buzzed with a message. i didnt look at it. i undressed and got into bed with her. she was chubby these days but i enjoyed the curves. i got hard and pressed my cock against har ass. she reached back and grabbed my cock approvingly. my phone buzzed again. what's that she asked still half passed out. "i dunno. let me see." "jeez. its wil. he says he and his roommates want to play catan tonight and i should come." "oh you should go" she said turning to me "im really tired an you should make more friends. hes just a few blocks away." "yeah" she blinked. "go over. you dont have anything to do tomorrow. itd be great to have wil as a friend." i was pretty sure wil had something else in mind. i wanted it. "yeah ok. if youre cool with it." **** "im here." i texted. "come on up." i knocked on the door, it was like 1245am. a stranger opened. "oh is wil here?" he didnt reply but wil came up behind him. "he come on in. this way." i followed him through the living room where a few people were hanging out. i felt super awkward and just gave a little wave as i followed wil back to his bedroom. "dont worry about them. theyre not worried about you." he opened his jeans, pulled out his stiffening cock and sat on his double bed. a purple mattress i think. for the first time in my life i sucked on a cock. i got my rock hard cock out and started stroking too. "lets fuck." he got naked and i did too. i climbed on the bed and he opened the top drawer on his nightstand. i saw lube and condoms and little bottles and handcuffs and... "flip over" i did. he squirted lube on my asshole. he pressed it in with a finger. i pulled away. "relax. it'll be fine." he put a bottle of poppers under my nose and i took a sniff. WOW. i found myself a moment later with a penis fucking me. it was everything id ever hoped for. fuck me it was amazing. it didnt take long for him to cum. he grabbed my ass and slid all the way in and out of me. he pushed all the way in when he started squirting. jesus. i guess i was a faggot. *** i watched him walk away and then felt around for a wrapper. "did you wear a condom?"

Always missed this venue when I was in London. Is it mostly/all raw sex?

I stand corrected...I cannot even respond to messages anymore, post anything or add to stories. Even though I've been a member since 2011 it is limited everything. I have no warning points, etc... I can't even post to a moderator or send them a message to ask... I have to say....its a very strange security system limiting engaged members because they are engaging on the site. I'll be back in a few days to see if I will be "allowed" to post or send messages. #wtf

Allow me to differ with you. I find it unseemly for children to smoke. Adolescents, sure, but not children. It's like seeing them behind the bar. What was that quote - something about children making martinis is unappealing plus they use too much vermouth? I'm not sure if that's correct. Give me a full-grown muscle god burning a hole in his lungs any day over that.

I fully agree with you guys about taking deep drags all the way down to the filter. It makes me almost mad when a guy wastes the last few drags. Once I light up I want to take in as much smoke as the cigarette can give me. Seeing young guys smoking gives me hope for the future and I highly encourage us all to help young boys start. Just by being present and being seen as a smoker might already encourage one to start. In an ideal world every father, uncle, older brother,... would mentor a boy to become a smoker.

I’m not sure but I know that when guys find out I’m married and dl they go crazy to fuck and breed me. I have a big cock but I’m a bottom. My ass is not particularly big but I can take big cocks. I started cruising gay spots from 16 or 17. Then I knew they were crazy for me because of my age. I’m in my 50s now and still get a decent amount of attention (including yesterday when I took 5 loads) but I cannot point to a particular reason.

Just as an update on this, my bussy obviously made an impression as the both of them have been messaging me every day asking me to use my holes. I've not been able to yet but they've told me all the hot stuff they wanna do to me and how they're gonna use my ass whenever they like, breed my hole then eat it out and kiss it to each other, doublepenetrate me while making out, and some other kinkier stuff. I can't wait, meeting them next week 😈

I used to be like that, it was almost painful to pull it all the way back but I'd defo say my cock head is less sensitive now that I've been abused and edged by a lot of dom guys. I mean when I'm in a rush to get my pussy seeded I guess a big sensitive cock is what's needed 🤤

been roofied like 4 times but only been shared and left once .. but if u find a unconcious whore.. do u fuck it bb or condom? most time i woke up ive been filled throat and ass by much more than i remembered

I met this 40 year old on a website. Out of the blue he asked if I was horny and I said yes. He asked if he could come over and fuck me. after I a little kissing and mutual oral he turned me over on my stomach. He spit on my hole and in he went. He fucked me hard deep then pulled back and went deep again. This went on for 30 minutes. My Ass was beginning to get tired, Then he said if he could fill me up. Yes and with then he put his 7 inches deep in me. I could feel him pulse and he came He said next time he is horny he will text me as he liked my ass

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.

Unfortunately, since this post, I’ve put depth on the back burner and focused mainly on punching and being able take it harder and for longer. I’ve also been working on topping (for fisting), with good results. Depth is on the list to explore again now that I’m basically a long haul punching bag, along with doubles, which I somehow pulled off once very early in my fisting days but haven’t really been able to do since. I’ll keep you posted if anything happens, but I’m not sure when it’ll be, I’m afraid. In the meantime, I’m delighted to read all the responses and tips from others on here.

thing i wonder if its weird to keep see the rapist longer after but consenting since maturing and want to repeat it some how even if different way.. like stuck in head crush

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Part 9 - Banqueting Spanish Style Artem finished dressing the prince for the state banquet "I need a favour" Alex said in a hushed tone. "Of course Alex, what is it?" Artem responded casually being in private. Alex retrieved some money "I need you buy me a mobile phone" he said handing Artem the money. "Another one?" Artem asked looking at the money, "Why do you need two?". "This one is run by the palace" Alex replied, "I need a personal one for private things". Artem shifted on his feet uncomfortably, "Take Liam with you" Alex suggested. Artem nodded "I haven't seem him since we were on the terrace" he said pocketing the money. "Try the gym" Alex replied tongue in cheek then picking up his phone he called Liam. Alex hung up after a brief conversation "He will take you in to the city to get one" he said. "Okay, you better get moving Alex" Artem replied, "Does he know?" he asked. "No" Alex replied, "I told him you needed to get a new one" he said looking guilty. Artem smiled "No problemo, it is the least I can do for you". The evening was very much like state banquets in Monrovia except the dishes here were traditional Spanish cuisine. The speeches though went on a little too long and he was finding it hard to concentrate, sat next to the Duchess of Galicia he spent most of the time asking her who the various people were. He soon found out that his host knew all the gossip and Alex burst out laughing a couple of times about all the indiscretions some of the guests had previously made, his laughter causing a few head turns amongst the guests. Earlier he had a very brief conversation with Felipe Morales whom he met at the gala he held in Monrovia. His heart and cocked skipped a beat seeing the guy again and now was his chance to find out all the dirt on him. Felipe was impeccably dressed in a shiny tuxedo, his jet black hair offset with weird blond highlights looked very out of place and couldn't reason why he had them done, seeing an opening in his conversation with Duchess he quickly turned the focus to Felipe. "Duchess, I think it is time to dish the dirt on Felipe Morales" Alex remarked. She chuckled "Felipe Morales, a very famous actor and IHF partner" the duchess replied. Alex nodded "Right, I have just become royal patron and partner of that charity" he replied. "I know, everyone knows" the duchess informed him, "It is a very high profile charity here". "So he is an actor?" Alex asked playing innocent and she nodded, "Gossip?" he asked. The Duchess chuckled "Gay if that is what you mean, string of broken hearted lovers". Alex smirked glancing at him. "Give him a try apparently he is very good" the Duchess said. Alex nearly dropped his fork "Duchess!" he exclaimed biting his lip wanting to laugh loudly. The Duchess winked at him "I have it on very good authority he is a leon in the bedroom". "Lion" the Duchess explained seeing a perplexed look on Alex's face. Alex grinned "Not sure I should, you know working so closely together" he said being all innocent. She patted his hand "Enjoy yourself, let you hair down" she said confidently. The way the Duchess said this then winked at him made Alex laugh, they returned to their gossiping until dinner was over and guests started making their way in to the ballroom. Alex had never been to a state banquet where they had dancing after and this was one tradition the Spanish royals were known for and it made these events less regimented in many ways. Dancing was one thing Alex was not fond of and even his parents were surprised when the Duchess coerced him to take a trip around the dance floor before her husband whisked her away to dance. Alex happily slid off the dance floor and grabbed a sparkling water from the bar then headed out of the expansive glass doors on to the dimly illuminated terrace overlooking the gardens. He was feeling a little hot under his tunic and desperate to undo the top button for a moment and get some fresh air. Putting his glass down on one of the tables and undid the button and suddenly became aware he was not alone. "Your highness" A voice resonated from behind him and he knew exactly who it was. Alex turned and Felipe bowed "Felipe Morales are you chasing me?" he asked giggling. Felipe made no bones about it "Yes I am Prince Alexander, for many reasons", he cooed softly. Alex noticed he was holding a bottle of champagne "Enjoying your evening?" he asked. "Yes thank you your highness" Felipe responded, "I hoped we could get a chance to talk". Alex smiled "I promised you we would but with champagne?" he asked inquisitively. "Yes, I thought we could go to my suite at the paradore next door" Felipe suggested. Alex chuckled forgetting his manners "You are a fast mover Felipe Morales". Felipe laughed "Maybe the chase will end tonight" he said staring at Alex. "No one will notice you are missing the dancing goes on for many hours" Felipe added. Alex glanced around again "And this will be to talk about the charity?" he now asked. "No your highness" Felipe replied with assured confidence, "I want to take you to bed first". Alex stared at him for a moment getting aroused "I hope you do not disappoint" he replied grinning. Felipe couldn't help laughing at how casual the prince replied, half expecting to have the royal guard summoned to take him away. The exit was discreet and no one batted an eyelid, Alex stood in the suite of the paradore just a stones throw from the palace. Felipe put the champagne down and marched over to Alex grabbing him and kissing him with open mouth and full on tongue straight away. He sighed softly fully welcoming the kiss that went on for several minutes. Felipe pulled back 'Get undressed your highness' he said authoratively already starting on his own clothes. Felipe reached up and helped unfasten the tunic from Alex's body, Alex slipped out of it and hung it up on the back of a chair and lowering his head moaning subtly, Felipe's hand caressed Alex's arse, straight away he knew he was getting it. He turned and saw the defined swimmers build of Felipe and light covering of black chest hair tapering off the lower down it went. Standing proud and ready was eight inches of solid arse rearranging cock that glistened at the head with precum. Alex reached down and felt the immense size and weight of it in his hand and leveraging his grip on it he pulled Felipe forward until they kissed again, slowly he was being moved backwards until he fell back spread eagled on the bed giggling. Felipe lowered himself down to his knees giving a mischievous look at Alex and moving his head forward and running his tongue along the shaft of Alex hard cock. Moaning loudly from his pent up desire Alex arched his back feeling the warmth of Felipe's mouth engulfing his cock at the head then sinking all the way down the shaft and back up several times. Finally it flipped back down against his stomach then feeling his legs pushed up Alex raised his head and watched Felipe kiss and suck on his balls, then raising his legs even higher he let out a sharp squeal of pleasure. With precision Felipe's tongue rubbed against his hole and began probing deeper and deeper. His head rolling side to side in unfathomable pleasure, his hand grabbing his cock and stroking it slowly whilst Felipe worked on his hole. Alex stopped stroking his cock otherwise he would cum, his whole body was buzzing at every nerve ending, it was a whole new series of sensations that he had never experienced before. The unmistakable sound of Felipe spitting at his hole then working the saliva in with his tongue signified one thing and Alex wanted it badly. The loving tongue assault on his arse ended and his body began relaxing as the beautiful sight of Felipe's body loomed over him, his legs hooked around Felipe's thighs the cock already pressing against the resistance of his hole. Felipe leaned further forward and kissed Alex softly, his neck arched back on the bed feeling the immense pressure now forcing his hole open, gasping he looked up at Felipe and they kissed again. His hips wriggled on the bed and Felipe pushed slightly harder allowing the head to finally penetrate him, his eyes fluttered moaning even louder. Felipe closed the gap between them and and began kissing Alex locking their mouths together whilst he gently moved his pelvis all the way down until his pubes brushed against the softness of Alex's arse. Alex's fingers dug into Felipe's waist unsure if he was pushing him away or pulling him down, Felipe stopped kissing and looked down at Alex giving a couple of thrusts so he was in no doubt that Felipe was deep inside him. The gentle sighs and moans he got in response brought him down again to kiss the prince, his arm sliding under Alex's neck to hold him still, his pelvis gyrating first then finding his perfect rhythm he began fucking. The electricity in the air between them was palpable, a connection between them weirdly erotic and full of sexual intensity. Their faces so close that Alex could feel Felipe's exhale with every thrust down, they appeared so in tune with each other, eyes fixed on each other in a hypnotic state, broken only by the sporadic deep wet kisses they gave each other. There was no change in Felipe, no sign of him building to orgasm, instead he kissed and pushed his pelvis down incredibly hard against Alex making him gasp several times at the sheer force against him. Felipe groaned once then kissed Alex again keeping his cock buried deep whilst he unloaded his balls deep in to Alex, in an almost ritual act they had to kiss whilst Felipe passed his seed in to Alex's body. His legs aching slightly from being held aloft and he soon forgot about it when Felipe started act two and begun fucking Alex again, this time they kissed continuously until Felipe produced his second load and collapsed sweating on top of Alex. His arms wrapped around Felipe gently stroking his back and completely blown over by the feeling of this man and his cock impaling him to the bed. There was no question that Felipe knew how to use his tongue and cock to great effect and it was great disappointment when Felipe started the process of extracting his cock. Even when he finally disentangled from Alex his cock hung in an arched fashion, still semi hard it was too much of a temptation for Alex, he leaned up and slipped his mouth around it instantly getting a taste of cum and what his arse tasted like after being fucked for an hour or more. Felipe allowed him to suck it for a couple of minutes before pushing Alex back on the bed, he strode over to the bottle of champagne opening it and retrieving two glasses from the mini bar and pouring a glass each. Even walking back towards Alex he cut such am impressive figure with his build and cock hanging between the heavy set balls. They laughed and talked drinking the entire bottle of champagne before falling asleep sprawled across the bed. He had no idea what time it was and woke up in the arms of Felipe, his head hurting a little from the champagne they polished off. He remembered waking in the middle of the night and turning over pulling Felipe with him who quickly slipped on top and took him from behind so quickly and easily that it seemed so natural. He sat up quickly and Felipe leaned over looking at his watch 'It is only 6am' he said pulling Alex back down in to his arms and kissing him. Alex was anxious and he had every right to be, if Liam found out he was missing all hell would break loose. A stones throw away Artem knocked on the door and Liam opened it "What is it?" he asked. Artem looked nervously "The prince, have you seen him, his bed has not been used" he said. Alfonso came quickly down the hallway "I no find him" he said wringing his hands. Liam went in to panic mode "Go back to his room and wait" he said grabbing some clothes. "Alfonso, not a word to anyone take me to the security office" Liam said closing his door. They rushed down to the palace security office in the basement and sat there with the Eduardo head of security going through the camera footage for half an hour until he spotted Alex leaving the terrace with the man. "Felipe Morales" Alfonso said, "I see them talking earlier he is at the paradore next door". "I come with you" Eduardo said grabbing his gun. Liam stopped Eduardo "Thank you Eduardo but I can deal with this quietly" he said. "Alfonso go back to Artem and tell him to bring a baseball cap, shorts and t-shirt" Liam said. He nodded "I go now" Alfonso replied running out. Liam checked his gun was secure in his holster and made his way to the palace side exit, protocol still had to be retained, although he suspected Alex was not in any trouble his concern was to get the prince back to the palace quickly and discreetly. Good thing he spotted that the prince was wearing his royal dress on the security footage. When Artem arrived he could sense Liam was angry and he refused to budge until Liam calmed down. It was only a short walk across to the paradore and Liam was striding across with Artem finding it difficult to keep up. Arriving they went by reception and headed to the suite of Felipe Morales where Liam knocked on the door loudly. Alex and Felipe woke up "Someone at the door" Alex remarked. Felipe put on a dressing gown and opened the door "Que quieres?" he asked in Spanish. "Prince Alexander!" Liam demanded in a quiet angry tone. Felipe turned to Alex "I think it is for you your highness" he said opening the door. Liam pushed in to the suite followed by Artem "Get dressed your highness" Liam said looking angry. Alex fumed looking at him "Protocol!" he shouted at him, "Remember who you are addressing". "Your highness" Liam said bowing, "Get out of bed and put these clothes on now!" he demanded. Artem moved forward to the bed smirking and bowed his head "Thanks Artem" Alex said. Liam stood with arms folded like an adult scolding a child "Hurry up!" he said. "Walk away" Alex said to both of them noticing Liam hesitated standing his ground. "Liam" Artem said grabbing his arm, "Leave his highness he is safe". Alex watched them leave then looked at Felipe "I am so sorry" he said looking upset. "Oops" Felipe said putting his arms around Alex, "Are you in trouble?" he asked. Alex shook his head "No, that protection officer disapproves of me" he said looking at the door. "But you are the prince, can you not tell him?" Felipe asked helping Alex dress. "You are joking right?" Alex asked, "He doesn't like me, I tried to be nice but have had enough of trying". Felipe kissed Alex on the head "Then get him removed, surely you can do that" he said kindly. "Anyway why do you care if he likes you?" Felipe now asked looking at Alex curiously and winking. Alex sat on the bed, "My life is lonely Felipe" he said quietly, "Trusting people is hard". "But you have your family and some people around you" Felipe reminded Alex. Alex nodded "My family is great, the people around scrape and bow except Artem, he is becoming a close friend". Alex stood "No Felipe, my protection officer doesn't like me one bit" Alex said. Artem had grabbed the royal dress and was placing it in the bag he brought. Both Liam and Artem heard the words Alex spoke to Felipe through the slightly ajar door and to hear him say those things struck a chord with Artem who glared daggers at Liam and walked off. Torn between stopping Artem or waiting for Liam he desperately tried to pay no attention to it, yet he could see the anger in Artem's eyes as he stormed off. "Tomar" Felipe said quietly giving Alex his number, "We still need to talk about the charity". Alex chuckled "If you can keep your hands off me, otherwise it will be hard" he replied. Felipe glanced at the door then snogged Alex "Not possible, I will be back for more" he said. Alex chuckled, Felipe bowed "Your highness, such a pleasure, amazing wonderful pleasure". Alex kissed him "You are amazing in bed" he said quietly putting the baseball cap on. Liam walked in "Your highness now if you please, we need to get back to the palace!" he demanded. Alex walked to the door "Fuck you!" he said, "And bow when you address me". Liam glared at Alex then bowed his head "Your highness" he said in a slightly mocking tone. "You want to play by the book then that is what we will do" Alex said walking out. Unsure if Alex was playing him or if he was deadly serious, Liam hurried out catching up with the prince and walking two steps behind. If there was ever a walk of shame this was surely it, Artem was standing outside waiting the walked off ahead of them both to check no one was around as they walked back to the palace. A short 5 minute walk that seemed to go on for ever for Alex, his protection officer said nothing but his demeanour spoke volumes which made it even worse. He could feel the icy disapproval stabbing his back. Liam was relieved to get the prince back in to the safety of the palace and followed on behind trying to calm down although he knew he was going to ripe the prince apart for putting himself in danger. Alex opened the door to his room and tried to close it but Liam was already inside the room, he turned to Liam about to dress him down but Liam got in there first and didn't hold back. "Don't ever do that again without my knowledge your highness" Liam said venting his anger. "You put yourself at risk, scared Artem as he had no idea where you were" Liam continued. Liam threw up his hands "Irresponsible actions you should know better!" he finished. Alex taken back was uneasy about his anger "What do you care!" he said. Liam was silent "I am a disgrace, disappointment, not what you expected and you hate me" Alex said. Liam opened his mouth but Alex stopped him "I do not want your opinion" he said cutting him down. He stood looking at the prince "Speak only when spoken to as protocol dictates" Alex reminded him. Inside Liam was beginning to respect this fighting prince "Walk away!" Alex said in a defiant stance. Alex watched Liam bow and back away then he walked into the bathroom locking the door and he slumped to the floor visibly shaken and upset, at what he wasn't sure right now. Once thing he knew now was that his protection officer thought less and less of him each day as he seemed never to be able to put a foot right in Liam's eyes. He could be more responsible but what harm had he done, even in his upset state he was now resolved to making Liam follow all royal protocol down to the last dot. Artem caught up with Liam going to his room "Well done knob head!" he exclaimed. "I said get to know him not tell him off" Artem added. Liam turned looking angry "You see what I am up against Artem?" he asked, "Sneaking off for sex". Artem shook his head "You are no different Liam, everyone knows Polly comes up to you rooms". Artem quickly put his hand over his mouth "Sorry" he said quickly dodging into his room. Artem changed and listened at the door to make sure Liam was not hanging around in the hallway for him. Quietly he crept out and walked back to Alex's room his nerves all over the place from expecting to be hunted by Liam. Alex heard Artem entering the bedroom calling out his name and waited until he heard the door close and the lock engaging. Alex unlocked the door and came out of the bathroom and sat on the bed, Artem sat next to him putting his arm around his shoulder. "He is harmless Alex" Artem said comforting him, "Too highly strung if you ask me". Alex bit on this thumb "He hates me and everything I stand for or do" he replied. Artem shrugged "Maybe he just wants to do his job properly, you know what they are like". "Yeah I guess, it is just everything I do disappoints him" Alex replied. Artem chuckled "You certainly did alright getting Felipe in bed" he said still chuckling away. Alex managed to smile "You have no idea how good it was, for a moment I was free" he said. "Yes but he was the one who bagged a prince not you" Artem said reminding him of his status. Alex sighed "Don't keep reminding me Artem, I know who I am. Sometimes I just hate it". "Rubbish!" Artem replied, "You are the prince and dam good one Alex! Well apart from the smell right now". Alex glanced at him and laughed "Thank god I have you by me" he said feeling a little relieved. Artem stood up "Right lets get that sex smell washed off you and ready for breakfast" he said. Alex stood up "Thanks" he said resting his head on Artem's shoulder, "Does it smell bad?". Artem laughed "You smell like you have been in an orgy doing it all night" he replied. "One thing Alex, we heard everything that you said to Felipe" Artem said in a hushed tone. "Ah" Alex replied leaning up, "That might complicate things then" he said. Alex taunted Artem and they ended up tussling together in a playfight as Artem tried to Alex in to the bathroom to scrub him clean. Artem handed the phone over to the prince telling him that he was sure Liam knew the phone wasn't for him. Alex put Felipe's number in and secured the phone handing it to Artem asking him to keep it. The prince kept out of Liam's way for the rest of his time and plunged head first in to his official duties with his parents. Liam naturally there along with Scott overseeing the security noticed the lack or non existence of communication between the prince and Liam. Alex found time to have Felipe over to discuss charity work. On the last day Artem was leaving with the rest of the royal entourage for Monrovia, Alex and Liam were staying on at the palace for a few more hours before there flight later in the day. Alex accompanied his parents to the front of the palace, Artem came over to say goodbye looking a little upset and professing his was really jealous not to be going with him, Alex promised he would take him next and then glanced over to Liam who was heavy in conversation with Scott, head of crown protection. "I know you are not looking forward to this Liam" Scott said sympathetically. Liam nodded "Sitting on a beach watching him is not my idea of relaxing" he replied seriously. "Is the prince hard work?" Scott asked, "I see how he avoids you". Liam looked at him "Yes but do not worry I will break him in" he replied confidently. "Cut him a little slack and work with him, he is a little fragile" Scott informed him. Liam looked a little confused by the remark "Use this time to understand each other" Scott advised. "He is quite head strong" Liam said glancing over at Alex. "The King is still worried that he might drop out of royal life Liam" Scott informed him. "That is confidential Liam, I know you are in the King's confidence as well" Scott said. "He is he really unhappy sometimes" Liam said understanding and knowing what the King meant. "Quite possibly" Scott replied, "That is why the King asked you to keep him informed". "I never realised it was that bad, I just thought he was in this rebellious phase" Liam said. "Understood and I will try to let my hair down a bit" Liam said assuring Scott. Scott chuckled "Look after him Liam, this whole gay thing worries me a little" he confided. "And me!. Don't worry I will keep him safe" Liam said emphasising his point. Scott smiled "Make sure that you find time to relax in Mauritius" he said. Liam nodded and shook hands with Scott then walked back and stood behind the prince and the Spanish royal family watching the entourage leaving. Alex glanced behind him to find Liam was already looking at him, it was a slightly different look and one that had Alex confused and unsure if he had done something else that his protection officer disapproved of. Alex quietly spoke "Now what have I done that you don't approve of?" he asked. Liam remained expressionless. "Two weeks of your disapproving looks, great!" Alex remarked. Bowing his head "If that is what your highness wishes" Liam replied with a smirk. Alex turned to him "Walk away" he said confidently brushing past Liam. Alex walked inside palace following the king and queen of Spain. Liam watched him and couldn't help smiling, in reality he really found the prince amusing at times and he was loving this game of disapproving looks as it was one thing that wound Alex up big time. Since that night in the bar and the weeks that followed Liam had grown to respect Alex and he sure as hell didn't shy away form things, the way he carried himself and his duties showed a different side to this young lad. For now though he was not about to tell Alex since he wanted to keep the prince on his guard, outwardly the prince showed no sign of his unhappiness of being trapped in this world. If truth be told Liam felt a little sorry for him fully understanding that despite all of the trappings afforded to the prince he wanted a simple life. Alex turned his head and looked at Liam who put his dark sunglasses on keeping a dead pan expression. The way Alex lowered his eyes before turning his head around was an incredible look of shame tinged with unhappiness, it stopped Liam in his tracks and was unsure if that was directed at him or generally how the prince felt under all his perfect exterior.

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