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My little sisters boyfriend Evan was fucking adorable. I don't usually go for the younger guys. I am into the muscle daddy types covered in fur and tattoos but this guy was too yummy. He was the kind of guy everybody wanted around with his wide infectious smile and a laugh that would melt any icy heart. Not too mention how absolutely fuckable his tight young body was. I wanted to pin that boy down and fuck the holy hell out of him. Every time I heard his voice my pecker would stand at attention. I did my best not to scare him away with some light flirting and suggestive sexual comments. His shy manner and boyish giggle only inflamed my desire. That boy needed a good fucking and the conscientious queer that I am I was the man for the job. I only had to bide my time and sure enough the right occasion arose. The A&P (aged parents) were off on a cruise so I stopped in to the old homestead on the off chance I could [banned word] on my boy. As luck would have it they were there enjoying some beer with friends. I was invited to join in and made sure I was sitting close to Evan. They were a fun crowd and I was enjoying myself all the time wondering how I was going to get into this guys pants when the subject turned to sex, a fun and often cringe worthy topic for conversation. I am out so that is not a problem and being the only gay in the crowd was often referred to for clarification on certain subjects. One of those subjects being rimming. Some half stoned clod brought it up in an attempt to gross out the group and his comment elicited the expected groan. I of course dissembled and proceeded to expound on my opinion. My opinion being I FUCKING LOVE eating ass. Its the best and of course any good top is honor bound to munch hole before fucking it. Its good manners after all. I could see there was some silent agreement amongst the assembled but no one was willing to admit to being on my side. Cowards. I got nothing to hide or be ashamed of. I am a proud ass eating faggot. I could not resist a quick little description of a good rim job. After some jibes and laughter the conversation moved on but the whole time I closely watched Evan's reaction. I could tell he was interested. Could Evan be wanting his hole slobbered on. Or better yet is he gay? My mind reeled with the possibilities. The crowd thinned. My sister pled exhaustion and asked Evan if he was okay to drive home. Evan said he would have a coke then motor on. Bingo. I was going to have the little hottie all to myself for a bit. It would have to be enough time to work my magic. Sister went upstairs and I went for drinks adding some rum to the sodas. Evan gave me a look after a sip but did not say anything. Things were looking good for my plans to take advantage of the poor sop. We chatted and I tried to think of a way to casually steer the conversation towards sex. I had no need. After some hesitation Evan asked me if I was serious about my love of analingus (his word) or was I only grandstanding to make everyone wince and titter. I looked him square in the eye and said, "On my honor as a boy scout and a homosexual I do hereby solemnly swear I am an avid and devoted eater of ass." He laughed nervously and I added, "I am totally willing to give you a demonstration of said habit." "What do you mean 'a demonstration'", he asked a flush of pink coloring his face. I scooted in close so that my hot breath tickled the fuzz on his cheeks. "What I mean is that I am offering to stick my tongue up your ass." Evan stammered, "You're kidding, you can't be serious." So his first reaction wasn't to say no way. I had him. I moved closer. "One lick in your crack and you'll never look back." He took a sip of his cocktail. "I will rock your world stud just take a chance." I put one hand on his knee and squeezed ever so slightly. His next sip was more of a gulp. "But your sister," he argued, "I can't...." he trailed off. I put an arm around him while the other casually drifted to his crotch. "Come on, you know that relationship is going no where. I love my sister but that girl is high maintenance. She'll wear you down to a nub. Live a little boy." My knuckles grazed the hard-on raging beneath his button fly. "A little taste, its all I ask. I will stop the second you decide its not for you." "Where," Evan barely managed to squeak. I grabbed his hand and hauled him up and out the door. We had a little summer shack by the pool with a comfy futon couch perfect for privacy and eating ass. To my surprise he did not resist when I pulled him to me for a kiss. He was hesitant at first and then abandoned any pretense he didn't want what was about to happen. He devoured me like I was going to devour his ass. The undressing was a blur of flying clothing. I wasted no time pushing him down on the couch quickly arranging him on all fours ass up and ready to be molested. His ass was as beautiful as I knew it would be. I briefly caressed the light dusting of hairs that fuzzed his cheeks. He shivered. I blew on his hole and it winked in response. He was ready for it. I spread his cheeks exposing his quivering pucker. The first tentative kiss elicited a moan and the first tongue swipe a quick intake of breath. I had him. The boy was going to be putty in my hands. I was going to fuck him into next week but first a long and thorough ass eating to make him pliable and begging to be cornholed. I took my time. I had no where to be except to rock this kids world and take him to a place he didn't realize he needed to be. His ass was made to be eaten. It responded to every massage of my tongue. His hole kissed me back. I settled in for a marathon rim job and was only brought back to reality when I felt a drip on my hand. Looking between his legs the flash of a long string of pre-cum from his piss slit to my hairy knuckles attested to the pleasure I was giving him. I watched in fascination as his cock pumped out more natural lube. I pulled his stiffy back for a taste making sure to slobber on his nut sack as well. The panting had me moving back to his ass. I couldn't have him cumming just yet. I pushed as much spit into his ass as I could. I wouldn't be bothered with lube and I am no slouch in the dick department so wanted to do my best to ease his transition from virgin to fuck toy/cumdump. His was taking my load weather he wanted it or not. I was not going to be denied being the first to breed him. At last the moment came. I knew if I waited any longer I would not have the patience to ease his passage from boy to man. To my surprise when I placed my cock head at his hole he leaned back into it. Fuck yeah! He wanted it. I let him set the pace as his eager hole slowly swallowed my meat. "Good boy," I growled when I bottomed out. Evan was gasping for air as his hole came to terms with its new occupant. We were both as happy as pigs in slop. I grabbed a fist full of hair to pull his head sideways and look at me. "Tell me you love my cock," I ordered, "tell me how badly you need to be fucked." Evan caught his breath and gabbled, "Please sir I need your cock. Fuck my hole, fuck me, make me yours. Please sir, pleeease." I released his head and like the good sub he was meant to be he braced his arms and arched his back firmly impaling that delicious ass on my rock hard dick. I'd like to be able to tell you it was a tender fuck, that I made love to him so his first time would be a sweet memory. That would be a lie. I fucked that boy like a jackhammer turning his groans into whimpers. Maybe if I had been more like a lover I could have altered his fate but that first brutal fuck was the start of an addiction that proved a happy circumstance for many a top. Evan was at the beginning of his cumdump journey and his need to be thoroughly fucked and used would follow him for the rest of his life. You are welcome world. My gift to all you [banned word] and breeders who need a needy hole to unload into. Our sweat slick skin glued our bodies together as I fucked him off his knees and onto his stomach. I was all cock and brute force pile driving the breath out of him in search of that sweet spot deep inside to dump my load. He had no complaints as my bone rearranged his guts and I fucked him into a stupor. I don't think he even noticed when I shot of with a roar coating his abused innards with a soothing dose of man milk. We did notice, however, the gasp and scream of rage coming from my horrified sister. I double down on my fucking still caught in the euphoria of my nut. Evan was in no position to either move or react because his orgasm was building and by time my hips stopped moving Evan had already spilled his seed. I collapsed rolling sideways and taking Evan with me to keep my cock in his ass. My nuts were recharging for a second go. I intended to send Evan away with a sloppy hole. Or maybe I'd take him home and sleep with my cock lodged in his buttery chute. For the moment I held him close breathing in his clean sweaty scent. He had been a good boy and now he was a better man. My sister wouldn't speak to me for a month but I finally got her to admit she was on the verge of breaking up with Evan. I did that princess a favor. My cock did the break up for her. I introduced Evan to a few of my friends, you know, the furry tattooed muscle daddies I go for. They ate him up like I did. Evan couldn't be happier.

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.

I love our people. Don’t get me wrong. There always seems to be one guy, standing there in the middle of things, talking WAY too loudly: “I am getting my ducts cleaned on Monday. I have allergies so I get it done once a year. They raised their prices this year, but since my sinuses hurt so badly . . . “ Or maybe worse, go up to people he knows wanting to chat like it was out in public. “Hey how is work? Did Karen in finance ever get that promotion after I left? I sure don’t miss working there, let me tell you.” Everyone running around naked, cruising for dick. It’s like a religious space, and in my opinion it deserves some respect not to kill the mood, spoil the scene, or ruin the atmosphere. Anyway, I’d say don’t be that guy. Not a rule. Just a request.

That night Helen and I slept in the same bed she would not let me touch her, I tried to just put an arm around her to comfort her but she would push me away, it seems like she hated me, maybe she blamed me for everything, even though she had been fucking other men behind my back. I lay there, listening to Tracy and Jon fucking, my sister was very loud and almost shouting obscenities, there was not a sound from the room my mother now occupied. In the morning I went to the bathroom and found the lock on the door no longer worked, I closed the door then I showered, cleaned myself out, cleaned my butt plug and reinserted it, people wandered into the bathroom throughout my ablutions, my mother naked as I was showering, my sister the same, cleaning her teeth as I vacated the warm water from my bowels, even Jon coming in naked to piss whilst I cleaned my teeth, I put on knickers, girly shorts, (very flimsy), and a crop top. When I got downstairs my mother was already there, she was wearing a miniskirt and a crop top that her breasts hung below the bottom of, it only just covered her nipples, Jon was there in tee shirt and jeans and my sister was there in a halter top and jeans, Helen was still in the bathroom when I sat down and noticed that as my mother was stood at the sink she moved her legs apart, Jon was stood next to her kissing my sister but he had one hand up my mother’s skirt clearly fingering her, what had once seemed far beyond belief was now common practice in our house. The day was quiet, we sat around, I was bored, it was the evening that something happened, the police arrived at our door, I was the one who answered and let them in, I recognised them as the two that had taken a parcel from Peter a few weeks previously. It seemed my sister knew them well, the male officer’s name was Gary something, whilst his female partner was called Molly. Molly was strange, I think she was about mid 20’s, aloof, arrogant and yet for some weird reason I liked her, even when she wasn’t nice to me, maybe she was some kind of weird inspiration. I don’t know why they were here, maybe to pick up another package, but it was obvious that some kind of close relationship existed between them. (I later found out they were giving my sisters brothels, girls and gurls protection from the law). They sat and chatted a while and Molly kept looking at me, she then called me over, I stood and walked toward her dressed in my daisy duke cut-offs, crotchless tights and loose crop top. When I stood before her she remarked that my boobs where coming along well, she then told me to lift my top so she could see them better, I did and then she told me to bend down, I did and as she fondled my sensitive little titties, pulling on my rings, she whispered in my ear, “You know it turns me on seeing a pathetic faggot transitioning, to know you will never be the same again, to know your life is forever changed, you will never get married to a real woman, you will never have children, your parents will never have grand children”, She smiled and kissed my ear, at which point my sister said, “Why don’t you take him to upstairs and have some fun?” It seemed my sister knew Mollys tastes, my sister then turned to Gary and said, “Helen is available, or mother, or both” Gary decided on both and the 5 of us traipsed upstairs, I led Molly into my bedroom and to the unmade bed, the others went to one of the other rooms. Molly immediately started taking off her uniform and told me to “Strip Faggot”, she then walked toward me took me in her arms and kissed me deeply and then took me to the bed and lay down upon it, spreading her legs, “Right bitch, eat me and make it good” I went down on her to the background sounds of my mother and my former girlfriend stripping and getting fucked by Gary, the noises of flesh on flesh, slapping, grunting, the strange noise when someone is throat fucked. And all the time Molly had her hand in my hair whilst I licked at her pussy juices and when she came, she pulled me up the bed by my hair so I lay side by side with her and she licked her own juices off my face and kissed me deeply. We lay there and heard Gary cum, not sure who he had cum on or in, but he appeared at my bedroom door doing up his uniform and said, “Come on Molly, we got a patrol to finish” She got up and dressed and left me there naked, a short while after that, Tracy came up stairs, she came into my room and called “Mom, in here please” My mother came into the room, she had put on a tee-shirt and knickers , the tee shirt didn’t even cover her hips, her knickers where black tanga briefs, I have no idea why I remember that detail, I just do, anyway, my sister said you two clean yourselves out, get dressed and get your make-up on, you’re spending the night at Georges. I remember thinking Mom hasn’t met George yet, she is in for a shock, I know what’s coming, I don’t know which is worse, at least I know I can take him both in my boi pussy but more especially in my throat, George likes to force himself into a throat and even today, long after that first night with him, my voice has always been husky, he must have to some degree damaged my vocal chords. As we, my mother and myself, got out of my sisters car outside Georges house, my sister passed me a small baggie, “you might need this” she said. The bag contained a few crystals of T and so as we stepped upto the front door I told my mother to stop, I put my left hand up her skirt, she wasn’t wearing underwear, I pulled her butt plug out with my left hand and with my right I inserted a shard that I had already removed from the bag, my fingers slipping easily into her anus which was constantly open or at least sealed around a butt plug, I felt the warmth inside her, I replaced the plug as she pushed back a little to aid me, she just stood there not saying a word but she looked at me and gave me a sad smile We knocked on George’s door and he opened it wearing just a bathrobe, he grinned and said, “Welcome Whores, in you come” We followed him into the living room and on the big screen tv was a porno, a bi sex one, two men, two women, all changing partners “Well you two sluts start kissing” That was ok with me, I loved kissing my mom and feeling her body against mine and the passion with which she kissed me back made me think she felt the same, I glimpsed George taking off his robe and wondered if mom had yet seen his member, Christ it was huge. George was getting something from a drawer as he looked over his shoulder he told us to strip, I took off my high heels, my top, my knickers, my skirt, but he told me to leave my stockings on, he told my mother the same, and now I saw she had noticed his cock, I saw the moment her eyes went wide, I don’t know if it was fright or pleasure as she had had some pretty big things inside her before, including being fisted both cunt and arse, what she didn’t know and was soon to find out was how sadistic George could be, I am sure that had he been allowed to mark the merchandise, we would be in a far worse position, possibly broken bones, brandings, anything to cause pain, but although he was not allowed to mark us, I still knew we were both in for a night of pain with only him getting the pleasure, I am sure that had he found one big enough to fit him, he would have used a cruel condom on us both, tearing our insides, not for the pleasure of passing on a viral load, but for the pleasure of giving pain. Both my mother and I had our hands handcuffed behind our backs and where led into the bedroom to be placed on the bed, side by side, both of us with our heads hanging off the edge, this was what frightened me the most, I knew what George intended and that my throat would be sore for a few days after, My mother on the other hand probably expected George to be gentle, considering the size of his cock but she was in for a shock as he grabbed her jaw forcing her mouth open then slowly put the head of his cock in her mouth, no preamble, no getting it wet first, no, just a few strokes to start to make it hard and into her mouth, I saw her tongue come out as though to lick him, and I saw him pushing into her, it was clear that his member was growing rigid inside my mom’s mouth and as it did he pushed in more, I could see her start to gag, I could see the outline as it pushed into her throat and then she began to struggle, getting agitated starting to thrash from side to side, and the he just plunged forward, there was still at least 6 inches to go but he just rammed it all the way in until his pubis was resting on her face and she flopped around like a fish out of water unable to do anything except choke and then she was still, George slid his cock from her throat/mouth slapped her until she moaned and started to gasp for air lying there, face covered in saliva makeup run, tears and snot and then he approached me, his rock hard cock standing tall and firm and just so magnificent but frightening, He put it at the opening of my mouth and fed it in slowly, then like with my mother he simply rammed it in past my oesophagus and deep into my throat, I should have expected it, I should have been ready, but still it was so fucking painful and I was shocked and scared, as he rested his balls on my face I couldn’t even breath through my nose. I felt him pull on my nipples as I gurgled around his manhood, struggling to get air as he pulled and twisted my nipples painfully, and then I panicked I struggled I guess my mother watching would say the same about me, that I was a fish out of water and all I could think was that on my headstone it would say “Death by Cock”, thinking back now, it might well say something similar, “death by poisonous cock”, but right there, right then I wondered if this was it for me as I struggled to get air into my body and then I didn’t even feel the cock leave my throat, I was just coughing and spluttering saliva pouring down my face snot bubbling from my nose and I could hear the all too familiar sounds of a throat being fucked as George took his turn on my mother again. I have no idea how long the throat fucking went on, I only know that at some point George man handled both myself and my mother into position on the end of the bed, side by side, on our knees, knees apart exposing our holes, hands still behind our backs, face down on the bed facing each other and George said, “I told you last time you were here I was going to breed both you bitches, side by side, give both mother and son the gift that keeps on giving, my strain of poison” Again he decided to use my mother first, again no preamble, he just lined his cock up with one of her holes pushed in a bit then rammed home, my mother’s throat must have been very sore as I would have expected a scream or squeal but no, just a noise like a donkey braying and George saying, “Shit this whore’s cunt may be loose for other guys but it’s still tight on me”, A few strokes then he withdrew and positioned himself again and did the same again only this time it could only be her anus he was stretching wide, as she let out another braying groan/gasp half scream, again a few strokes and then he withdrew and lined himself up with me, I felt the mushroom head against my sphincter, I felt it push in and steeled myself as I knew that……..arrrgghhhh, he thrust all the way inside me, and pounded me a few times before switching back to my mother and starting on her again and this went on all night, I have no idea where he gets his stamina from but he deposited a load in me and two in my mother then dragged us both off the bed by just grabbing an ankle and dragging till we fell off, not even able to put out a hand to break the fall as both hands still behind our backs, he didn’t say a word and just left us there on the floor naked, cum dripping from my arse and from my mother’s arse and cunt, dried saliva on our faces, my hair all sticky where he had wiped his cock on it after dumping inside me, my mother’s hair stuck up as he had done the same to her, and he climbed on the bed and moments later began to snore.

(This story originally appeared in 2014 on my now defunct tumblr blog) I was in trouble. I was in very, deep, inescapable trouble. Here I was stranded on the side of the road, because I had ignored the last fuel for (x) number of miles signs back near Gallup. All told this was one of the worst places in America to run out of gas. The nearest town’s highlight was a trailer park full of Mormons and a crater from an ancient meteor strike. No fuel for dozens and dozens of miles. And it was getting dark. I popped the hood under the waning light, and opened the trunk; the universal sign of distress on the road. When I opened the trunk I remembered I had an Obama 08 sticker on the bumper. And an HRC equal sign. Given where I was stranded both of those things could make some serious anger come my way. Before I could really think about what to do, I heard a vehicle approaching behind me. Turning to look I spied a pickup truck slowing down as it passed me, then start backing up. The middle aged guy who got out of the driver’s side was amazing. He was easily six and a half feet tall, broad shoulders, and his arms looked like he could benchpress my skinny hipster ass. “You need a hand, pal?” he asked, his voice was a clear baritone that made me a little weak in the knees. His jeans were packed full at the crotch and so was the plain, stained t-shirt he wore. “Uh… yeah! I kinda fucked up and didn’t fuel up past Gallup.” “That is a pretty good fuck up.” He chuckled jovially, “I live just up the road and have some fuel I could give ya.” “Really?” I asked, almost incredulously, but I didn’t want to offend either. “Sure.” He shrugged, “Only problem is I’m coming off of a twelve hour shift and might not be able to drive ya back here, so if you don’t mind crashing on my couch?” “Sure, thanks… uhh I’m Matt.” I reached out my hand. He smiled and shook it, “I’m Zeke.” I got a little fascincated by the gray that was creeping into his beard. Fuck this guy was hot. There was a bit of an awkward silence which he broke, “You need to grab anything?” I chuckled, “Yeah, just give me a minute.” I reached into the car and grabbed my laptop bag, my accordion and my backpack. I tossed these into the extended cab to his own upturned eyebrow at the bulky leather case. “What’s in the big case?” he asked curiously. “An accordion.” I said without a hint of irony. Here I was, a twenty four year old, college educated, shaggy haired, skinny musician of obscure instruments with a mustache that has seen waxing recently. I was probably so far outside this guy’s experience he’d probably have me hiking back to my car in less than an hour. As he drove and the miles sank by I began to regret brining the accordion, but it was too fucking expensive to leave in a car overnight in the middle of the desert. “So where are you headed, you playing in a band?” he asked. “Yeah, actually.” I said, “I kind of.” I fumbled over some words then got out, “I’m meeting friends in Flagstaff to play a gig in the park downtown tomorrow night. We’d been practicing back in Dallas for a while and I kinda wanted to drive out here to clear my head before the show.” “Cool.” He said, “What kind of music do you guys play?” I smiled a little bit, here we go! “We’re kind of gypsy punk. There’s a guitarist, a drummer and a bass player, but also a violinist, and me on the accordion.” “Oh!” he said with a boom of recognition, “Like Gogol Bordello!” I was stunned. “Yes! Them and Caravan Palace are our huge influences.” “I love Gogol Bordello.” Zeke announced, turning on his blinker, “I drove to Vegas to see them. Great fuckin show!” We turned up a dark dirt road, in the distance I could see the lights of some houses out on the scrub plain, but with the sun down it was hard to tell where the road began and the darkness ended with the headlights. The truck stopped soon in front of a darkened house, maybe a hundred feet off the main road. We got out and Zeke helped me carry my stuff inside his darkened ranch style home. As lights went on I could tell he lived alone. No woman alive would have put up with exposed beams in the walls, and sheets of dry wall stacked in the living room. “Did you just move in?” I asked. “Yeah… five years ago.” He chuckled, “Wanna beer?” “Absolutely.” I set my stuff down near the couch and he passed me a can of Tecate. He’d been living here for five years and hadn’t gotten much done around the house in the interim due to a demanding job all the way down in Globe. “I moved here for the job from Phoenix, but my boyfriend at the time didn’t want to so we called it quits.” Zeke said, “We still get together whenever I’m in town though.” I breathed a sigh of relief after swallowing some beer, “Oh thank the gods!” I leaned back on the plush couch with a chuckle, “I was afraid my queer ass was going to get kidnapped into a Mormon fringe cult!” Zeke laughed, a big throaty laugh, “You read too much Huffington Post!” That little taunt made me laugh, because it was fucking true, “But seriously,” he dead panned, “They’re in the house down the road.” We laughed some more. A television lay dark, and I asked, “Wanna hear some of my band’s recent practice sessions?” he assented and I hooked the laptop to the flatscreen. I kicked off my sandals so I could crouch to see the HDMI port. “You smoke?” he asked. “Not cigarettes.” “Good!” he got up and disappeared down a hallway. By the time he got back I was pressing play on the sound file. It was one we were proud of; a cover of Crowded House’s “Don’t Dream Its Over”. Zeke sat back on the couch with a tray and a bag of weed. I helped pick out the stems and seeds and we smoked. It was some really good bud. “Yeah,” he said lazily, “I have it mailed from a friend in Oregon. It’s the only thing that can help me unwind these days.” “I just jack off.” I admitted, “I can’t afford to smoke good weed, so I just go without most the time.” We were stretched back and listening to the hyper, jazzy punk that was playing on the speakers. It seemed a little odd being juxtaposed with the heady, relaxing buzz now coursing through our brains, but Zeke was really digging it. “I’m gonna hafta come out and see your show tomorrow,” he said, “this is good. This is a lot more punk than gypsy, but I’m loving it.” He said with a smile and stretched out. The couch wasn’t big, so when he spread his arms over the back of the couch he basically had put his arm around me. I smiled and melted into him a little bit, but not too much to be presumptuous. I nestled into his shoulder and puffed on the last of the joint. “You really got it down to the nub.” He said. “Don’t burn yourself, dude.” “I have nimble fingers.” I admitted, with the best side-eye I could muster. He caught it and smiled, and pulled me into him. “Wanna fuck around, kid” he whispered into my ear and I shivered. I put the roach down on the arm of the couch and cupped my hand on his crotch. “Yeah,” I said with a wicked little grin, I groped him, feeling his growing stiffy and not immediately registering just how thick it was becoming, “weed always makes me horny.” He moaned, deep from his diaphragm and turned my face to his. Our lips met open, and immediately our tongues were getting to know each other. My hand went from groping him to his pec, and I squeezed gently. He pushed me back onto the cushions and moved on top of me, mashing our mouths together, and then making a trail down my neck. I groaned, joyfully. Zeke’s hands went under my They Might Be Giants shirt and tugged it off my head, exposing my pale skin, covered in light brown hair. He made another trail down to my left nipple and sucked it hungrily. I gasped over and over again in sheer pleasure. His hands were undoing my belt and unzipping my pants when he went to my right nipple and slowly started to tug down my pants. He met some resistance as the denim bunched up at my mid thighs. He chuckled, “What the… fucking hipster legging crap!” He declared with no small amount of sarcastic bluster as he tore my pants down my legs and threw them across the room. I laughed giddily. I was in a blue pair of cheap underwear I had dyed myself, and he smirked at the little panties. The older man gripped my growing erection through the cloth and began to jack me. His other hand worked into the leg of the undies and started to fiddle with my hole. I was moaning wildly on his couch when his finger entered me. “You get fucked on the regular, boy?” he asked, with no small amount of authority in his voice. “Yes, sir.” I said, knowing exactly where this was going, and wanting to help it along. “Good.” He said, pulling out his finger, “Bathroom’s down that hall on the right, Fleet enemas are under the sink.” He pointed to the hall and I got up and made use of his facilities. Here I was, on some god forsaken stretch of I-40 about to get my fuzzy hipster ass plowed by a hot rural daddy bear. “And put those little fag panties back on when your done in there!” his voice boomed through the house. I shuddered in expectant delight! I finished put my underwear back on and ventured out into the living room. Zeke stood shirtless, packing a bowl. We each took a hit, and after taking the bowl off of me and placing it on the kitchen island that overlooked the living room he pulled me by the neck into a kiss. His hands ventured back into my briefs and his fingers dove into my crack and across my hole. I whimpered into his kiss. Zeke then shoved me over the back of the sofa and shoved my undies aside, exposing my hairy hole. He shoved a finger into the first knuckle and I gasped. His finger was followed by his tongue and I was a quivering mess hanging onto the back of the couch. He continued to tongue and finger fuck me for a good while, spitting into my hole to help things along when needed. Every time I heard him spit and felt the wetness splat against my crack I’d gasp, knowing what he was prepping me for. Finally he pulled away and dragged me off the couch by my waist. He motioned me to my knees and I came face to face with the monster his genetics had made. His dick was wide as a can of Redbull and nearly a foot long. I gaped, not sure what I’m supposed to do with it and its wide dripping piss slit, when he gripped the back of my hair with his fist and sank his cock in. I choked and he said, “Calm down, and take it. You’re not singing tomorrow, right? So fucking take it!” I repositioned his cock, slightly, and swallowed as it approached my gag reflex. His length sank down, but only so far. I was still a few inches away from his pubes. But he let up on me, content with the progress I’d made, “Good boy. That’s how a good boy sucks his daddy’s dick, isn’t it?” I nodded when I came up for air, “Yes, sir.” He smiled, leaned down and kissed me, “Up. Come on.” He said, and led me down the hall, past the bathroom and into a bedroom strewn with clothes, and dominated by a king size bed. He picked me up and tossed my smaller 5’8” frame onto the bed, and climbed on after kicking off his boots. We made out some more, smoked a bowl from a bed side table, and continued making out as I worked his jeans off his legs. “You play raw or wrapped?” he asked. “I’m on cool.” I said, purposefully not answering him, hoping this man I’d just met would take the lead and breed me deep. “Good.” He said with a smile, “I’m undetectable so we should be good.” “Yes, sir.” I continued kissing him, and groped the monster cock between our bodies. He smiled and led kisses down my furry frame, ending again at my asshole. He pushed my legs up and I gripped them in my arms as his tongue renewed its assault. He grew impatient with the cloth obscuring my hole, so he tore the cheap fabric out of his way. I was shocked, but too turned on to give a shit about cheap briefs. I was clearly in the hands of a master. At forty-five Zeke knew well his craft, and was working me in a frenzy. I needed cock. Desperately; as if I was still the seventeen year old virgin who’d never been fucked. “Oh, god, Zeke… please, uuuuhhh.. fuck me…” “What’d you say, boy?” he spit into my hole. “Fuck me!” I said louder. “With what?” he spit once more. “With your cock!” I moaned, sounding like I was crying, “Fuckin, breed me, daddy!” He dug into the side table and came back with a bottle of lube. He spilled some over my asshole and worked in into me with his fingers, while he lubed his dick with the other hand. Zeke positioned himself and pressed the head of his wide cock to my hole and began to press forward. I opened to him, more easily than I ever had for anyone, and I’d never seen a cock as thick as his. I needed to be rimmed this good from now on, I thought as he began to sink his girth within me. “That’s a good boy!” he moaned with a dopey smile on his bearded face. “Oh daddy.” I uttered, higher pitched than I meant, and amazed at how full my ass had become. He bottomed out and bent over between my legs. I let go of my knees and wrapped my legs around his waist. Our mouths met again and we wrapped our arms around each others shoulders, pulling us closer together. He began to hump. Gently, but authoritatively. He claimed me at both ends, with cock and tongue, and I moaned into his mouth with appreciation. I hadn’t been taken like this in over a year, not even by the hot middle aged dude I met busking downtown last summer. Zeke picked up the pace and held himself upright with an elbow on either side of my head. I got the feeling he hadn’t had any ass in a while, given that he lived in Chambers, Arizona, hundreds of miles from the nearest gay bar and surrounded by desert. Despite the long absence of raw boy hole in his life, the man above me lasted a good long while. He’d pump furiously into me, his sweat dripping from his body and face, then slow down and lower his mouth to mine. His perspiration tasted marvelous. A delicacy, and I tasted it on our lips. When he’d backed off from his orgasm long enough he’d start up again. Time became an inconstant. It ceased to have any meaning with my ass and prostate under constant assault by this big bear of a daddy. He fucked me silly. I tried to make words, but they just devolved into moans, groans, and long drawn out vowels. I came twice; a torrent each time erupting from my cock and coating the hair on his chest and belly. He scooped some up each time and tasted, loving the taste of pliant boy juice. After the second time, he began to fuck me hard. And he became a lot more aggressive; which was perfectly fine by me! “Open your mouth, you useless hole.” He demanded. When I opened up, he spit into my mouth. I swallowed. “Again.” He said, not missing a punch to my prostate. His next load of saliva missed and hit me on the face. He spit again, hitting me this time square on the tongue. "Swallow it." I did. A strong hand went to the base of my throat while he wrapped his other arms around my neck. Then the jack rabbiting began. I lost all control of myself, and I came again. I nearly blacked out. My eyes refocused on his face, inches from mine. His breath hot on the side of my face as it screwed up tight and he growled, loudly. He held himself balls deep inside me as he unloaded his seed. His teeth clamped down on the side of my neck and bit down. He wanted to mark me, inside and out. Claim me. And all I could do was hang onto him. To wind my arms and legs tighter around him, moan at the hickey he was leaving on my neck, and marvel at how drained dry my balls were. He reached over to a control behind the bed, and the lights went out. We slept there, just as we lay, with his cock deep inside me. The next morning he fucked me again, with no less vigor. Then we made breakfast and went to take care of my car. Back at the house I updated my bandmates on my arrival time, douched again, and we fucked yet another time. This time, with him holding me by the ass against whatever walls and surfaces we could find. We then loaded up his truck and drove to Flagstaff. The show went well, although it wasn’t a big crowd it was very energetic and was picking up what we were putting down. My bandmates met Zeke at the after party in a bar downtown. Terry, the drummer, instantly saw the appeal. Zeke was also enamored with the almond complexion and bright green Mohawk of the Texas born Lebanese drummer. Zeke had made reservations at the Monte Vista and the three of us went back there and had a wild night. Terry was a bit of a spanking bitch, and we had a good time fucking him at both ends. By the end of the night me and Terry had assholes dripping with cum and Zeke had been seriously satisfied. Terry decided to drive back to Dallas with me and we spent two days at Zeke’s house getting our holes reamed. Zeke broke out his leather gear and we became his bitch boys. I got piss showers from both of them and Terry eventually took his fist. We implored Zeke to think about moving to Dallas. I suppose the absence of our willing holes would prove to make a more convincing case. Only time would tell.

Meet 3 guys this evening, and the all dumped there loads into my cunt, the best thing was they picked straws to see who would fuck me last, so he would be the one to push all the cum deep inside me. Loved the way they used me whilst one was fucking as hard as he could the other two were taking turns fucking my mouth, after the first guy came deep inside, and getting ready to pull out the second was getting ready to shove his fuck stick into my cunt. The first guy moved to the front and stuffed his cock down my throat so I could taste my cunt and his cum, after cleaning him up he went and sat down to watch his mates fuck me, the third guy was forcing his cock down my throat causing me to gag hard. The scond guy must of been inside for about 15 minutes before he started to dump his load in me, he waited for the third to come to my ass before pulling out and having his mate stuff his cock deep inside me, the second guy had me clean his cock and mmmm it was tasting nice with two sets of cum on his cock, sucked him clean for about 2 minutes before he sat down with his mate, I watched both of them tongue passioning and wanking each other, whilst the third drove his cock hard and hard into me, I thought he was going to break me he was fucking so hard, call me there cumdumo slut. He was nailing me balls deep and as he started to cum I felt his cock throb as he groaned when he came inside me, I asked one of the other guys to grab my butt plug so it could be used to plug my hole up, the third shoved my butt plug into my hole, I cleaned his cock, when he told me to go to the shower and knee down, I was so cum drunk, I obeyed and all three walked in and told me to open my mouth and recieve there golden amber, god I was in heaven being used like this knowing I have three loads deep inside me, and some of there golden amber in my guts. I drove home with there loads in me, and I decided to empty my cunt into a stainless steel bowl and lapted all the cum up. I'm still so horny but just can't find anyone online or on any apps at the moment. Really need to be used still.

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”

Hey there ! First post here, but not the last I hope. I've been barebacking for a while, more than 10 years now I guess, but I'm quite new to sexclubs and things like that. I've heard about a club in my town organizing bareback sex parties once per month, and I'm planning to go to the next one, but there is no much info about it on their website. Any tips on how to prepare before and act once there ? Love to hear from you all. Have fun and be naugthy !

I spent last week on a gay cruise. One night on the dance floor I hooked up with a mixed race couple I had met two nights before. The black guy, very handsome somewhat stocky, lovely five inch cock perfect for sucking, white guy short, bearded, gorgeous pelt, monster dick. We danced a long time. I traded blow jobs with the black guy on the dance floor. Eventually we went back to their room where he had to wake up the husband to see if he wanted to play. He did. I had to take several hits of poppers to manage white guys big dick. He filled me up completely, felt amazing. Loved the way his husband enjoyed the show. We made out while his husband fucked and bred my hole. Never any mention of condoms. Then they traded and I got to feast on monster dick while finally getting some black dick in my hole (its been a while). I spent the night in their cabin and slept like a baby. Big dick fed me his morning load while his husband fucked me. I made sure to give them my number.

Be conscious of where you’re standing with respect to the action going on around you, and make sure you’re not an obstacle. If a guy is in an ass-up position, don’t stand in such a way that you would need to move before a Top could get at him. This is especially true with slings. Don’t have a conversation, or for that matter do anything else, right around the business end of the sling except use the guy that’s in it. And when you’re done, clear out. Venues like this are predicated on the principle that the attendees are going to actively have sex. It’s a sex party, not a voyeur party. Don’t spend all your time crowding in around scenes watching what’s going on - if you’re part of a closed circle of guys taking turns fucking a bottom and you’re only there to watch, then you’re taking up the space that ought to be filled by another active fucker. And, you’re wasting your own time - you don’t go to a buffet to watch other people eat, so treat this as a buffet and help yourself. Except. Be cautious if a scene appears to involve BDSM. Within the BDSM lifestyle there are standards of behavior around public scening, and if you aren’t familiar with them, do not attempt to interact. For instance, in some situations it would be inappropriate for you to speak to the submissive, and certainly not to touch him. And on no account ever touch their gear without permission. Generally, keep critical remarks about what two other men are doing to one another to yourself. There’s no accounting for taste, and there may be an element of their play you don’t perceive or understand. I was once being publicly fucked outdoors by a Dom Top who enjoyed telling me exactly how submissive men like me deserved to be fucked in pain, holes dedtroyed, etc., and I remember distinctly hearing some young guy among the bystanders say out loud, “He can’t talk to him like that! Who does he think he is?” Someone quickly whisked him away, I suppose to explain the nature of Dominance and submission in mansex. As usual, I’ve written too much just to say be careful not to cockblock, play instead of watch, don’t interfere with other people’s kink, and keep most comments to yourself...your tongue should be busy doing other things anyway. 😉

The black guy laughed and said “don’t you wanna know the name of the guy who got you pregnant?”. I blushed and said “yes sir”. He told me it was Benny. He went across and walked out the door to the dungeon – after a few minutes he came back taking the arm of an infirm stick thin old man. “Hey Dean” he said to the old guy “you go to the sauna – ever had this lads ass?” nodding at me. Dean said “no, stuck up little runt thinks he’s too good for an old guy like me!”. Benny laughed and said “wanna teach him a lesson and slide that AIDs weapon up his hole?”. Dean chuckled an evil laugh and said “too right I do!”. Benny looked and me and said “you’ve been missing a lot lad – this is one diseased cock”. He grabbed the chains of the sling and Benny loosened his towel and let it drop to the floor. I leant up and could see it was a real monster. Rock hard and huge. Dean laughed and said “bet you weren’t expecting that! Now what do you want?”. I replied “you’re cock sir”. He shook his head “you’re big cock”. Again he shook his head but this time Benny held poppers under my nose. “Please sir, give me your massive cock and flood me with your AIDs seed – infect me proper!”. He slid balls deep and started to pound. “You will convert in a few weeks and be my poz son”. I moaned “yes sir, make me yours!”. I tightened my hole to milk the daddies cock. He said “you’re hungry for my poz seed ain’t ya”. I moaned and said “yes sir, make me poz”. His balls tightened, his cock throbbed and swole and he shot a massive load in me. Benny grabbed his arm and once he’d finished spurting led him back to the sofa. Benny then came back and kissed me then said “no going back now – two real men’s poz loads in you – that bugs in you now lad!”.

When I've been to new clubs, I usually watch for a while to get the hang of the social conventions and only when I'm feeling confident that I know what's going on do I start slowly to get involved. I know that sounds overly cautious but it has usually worked - whether it's New York, London, Amsterdam or Berlin. I've usually tried to start as a top before letting myself get taken ....... in the end, if you are confident and relaxed then you start feeling horny and eventually I stop thinking with my brain and my hard cock starts doing the thinking! Anyway the result is you end up having fun!

Be open to people who "aren't your type."

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.

I have this buddy I see usually 3+ times a week. The setup is always the same - he want me door unlocked on knees blindfolded, I suck him for a bit, he fucks my face and cums in my mouth and leaves. 5 minutes tops, oral only deal. It's become sort of a routine for me since I live alone, I know roughly what time he usually comes, he just texts me when down and asks if I want some cum, I just stop what I'm doing for a few mins, get ready, take his cum, then resume my activity before. Routinely stop in the middle of a movie just to service him then resume. Not the most satisfying sex but kinda like junk food and hits the spot before bed.

The first guy to arrive was a short guy with a small cock but a biohazard tattoo. The twink passed me the poppers and invited the guy to use me in the sling. The guy said “wow I never get to ride guys like this at the sauna”. I sniffed and he entered me quickly grunting and shotting his load. Next was a chubby bear who was more my usual type. He slid into me as I was now well lubed with cum. As he did so he told me that he had stopped meds two weeks before the party and was ready to breed. I begged him to do so. He didn’t need a second invite picking up the pace and bursting a big load inside me. The twink said; now it’s time for your big treat. At that moment a muscular black alpha swaggered into the room and ordered me to get out the sling, kneel and suck his big cock to get him hard. I wasted no time in obeying. The twink held the poppers under my nose for a bit to make sure the gag reflex didn’t kick in. He then pushed me away and told me to get back in the sling. Once I was in he slowly but firmly entered me – it hurt because of the size but I knew it would be worthwhile. He said “who owns you lad” and I replied “you do sir”. He started to thrust and I moaned “you own me, do whatever you want to me, I belong to you!”. He said “good lad, I’m gonna breed you and impregnate you with my toxic seed”. I moaned and begged for it. He thrust harder and I was totally filled with his cock. I moaned “yes sir, make me yours”. He told me he fucked long and hard to make sure his lads were fully used and loaded. I had never felt so good until I had this dominant alpha using me. I moaned and begged for his poz cum. He smiled and said here comes lad and his cock swelled completely filling my hole and I felt him explode rope after rope of cum inside me. Once he had fully emptied his balls in me he leant over and kissed me in the sling and whispered in my ear I know you’ll be wanting more of me – that twink knows too and has my details. We kissed more and I said to him “thank u for seeding me – I wish I could be owned by you” and he replied “I’ll always be a part of you now, growing inside you, our DNA becoming one”.

By Halloween by locked cock meant my balls were ready to explode. It was the last day of Locktober and I was ready for anything. I made sure I was ready and went to the address. When I arrived just the twink was there. He told me the party started in an hour but first he was gonna lube me up personally. He told me to get in the sling and handed me some poppers which I sniffed hungrily. He asked if I wanted more of his toxins as he wasn’t on meds yet. “Too right” I replied. He started licking my hole and then pushed his big cock into me. He said “I’m so glad your here first, I needed to make sure my DNA was in you first, opening your hole for the others”. I said “thank u, I need you in me, making me yours”. He leant over and kissed me with his cock balls deep in my hole. He told me he was going to be here all evening letting other lads and men in and out to cum and go. He started to pound harder and I felt his cock swell up even more shooting streams of cum into me. “Two of my loads in you now – think you’re mine now”.

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

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

I like my cock and ass just fine but my big balls get me a lot of attention especially when they are stuffed into a tight bathing suit so gotta go with my nut sack.

Just took a load from my black buddy who had fucked me 10 days ago. Same setup - he wanted me ass up head down blindfolded lubed, he was quicker this time, I could feel the aggressive behavior and rammed it in right away and pounded me hard, nutted in about 5 mins and left without a word. Always that feeling of accomplishing for helping a real man relieving his stress.

One more thing: If you stand around for a while (excellent suggestion above), and sniff the wind, get your bearings, etc, once you start taking Cocks up your gut make sure it's in the middle of the pile of rutting men. The more visible to other men, the better. That way, other Cocks will notice your wet Hole, and get all the harder to Breed in yours.

Not to be a downer, but also be prepared to pick up an STI or two. Its been my experience after being a cumdump at sex parties. Never kept me from going, but just get yourself checked afterwards......

i need more of this story i want a poz gangbang for my hole

Yeah, my boyfriend would nurse my cockhead til I no longer winced in pain. He sucked me for hrs. That’s how I was able to fully retract.

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.

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.

So, I went over to my favorite fuckjoint last night, as usual. Crowd was lighter than usual, probably due to the cold snap here in South FL. It was only 64 whole degrees here (do ya think the temperature gods could afford so many degrees???), and while there are cold fronts occasionally, not usually this early. So, not up (or would that be "down"?) to the normal pig-standards. Being on the slim side all my life, I was just too cold to hang around all that long. Only rutted in a few Holes, pumped it up one and left. Hoping to make it up next weekend (we have two Pride celebrations here, one in the traditional month of June, but it's often very hot weather, so we have another in the cooler months too). Sexual libertine-ism reigns supreme twice a year !!! 🤪 Never-the-less, it's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

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.

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 🙂

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!"

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

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.

I’m not going to give away where exactly this happened. Small town Italy, the guy probably is closeted and flying as far under the radar as possible. Just picture a hot sunny summer day, a sleepy little small town square, and me – hungry and thirsty from a long, tough morning of cycling the hilly countryside – settling down at an outdoor table of a sidewalk café for lunch – a café which is more than half empty. The server soon set me up with some food, a glass of wine, and a big bottle of water. I was halfway done with my meal when something happened that made my neck swivel very quickly. That’s when this Italian wet dream man walked slowly right past my table into the indoor bar area. Classic Italian good looks – olive skin, curly black hair, lean hard body, clearly visible through a skin-tight t-shirt and a pair of hip-hugging pants that looked painted on. The bulge was enticing, the butt downright tempting. My dick twitched in my cycle shorts and started to grow with just that one glance. But first things first, I was still thirsty and hungry. And anyway, he didn’t reappear after he slipped inside. Probably busy knocking back a drink and flirting with the girl who had waited on me. I finished eating, and as I was sipping the last of the water, he appeared again at the far door and lit a cigarette. As he took his first puff, his eyes locked with mine. To anyone else watching, it might have appeared innocent, but there was no way I could mistake the gesture as he slid his hand down and adjusted himself in his tight pants. I waited about 30 seconds, and then oh-so-casually got up and sauntered inside to find the toilet. Inside the tiny men’s room, I peeled down my bike shorts and pulled out my growing dick. A bit difficult to piss with what I had in mind, but I managed to get the stream going all right. Then the door opened, and he was standing right beside me, pulling his meat out and looking down at mine as he began to piss. I waited no longer. I put my hand on his butt and gave it a squeeze. He smiled at me and licked his lips. After we both finished pissing, he grabbed my hand and wrote an address on it – then left the men’s room quickly. I adjusted myself as best I could, went out to pay my bill, and then grabbed my phone and looked him up. Just 2 blocks away, and I hopped on my bike and shot over there – coming around the corner just as he reached the door and turned to see me rolling up. He was waiting to let me into the old building, and to lead me up the stairs to his apartment on the second floor up. All the way I was feasting my eyes on that beautiful ass that I was about to make my own. As soon as the door clicked shut behind us, he pushed right up against me and ground his crotch against mine as he mashed his mouth onto my face and thrust his tongue between my lips. Man, this Italian guy was hot as a firecracker and really ready to take me on! I reached around, grabbed his ass and began kneading it through his tight pants. I could actually feel his dick getting bigger and harder against mine with each beat of his pulse. He dropped to his knees and forced his face into the bulge in my shorts. He soon had my dick leaking a steady stream of precum, my juice soaking into the material of my shorts. But it was time for me to get a taste of him. I reached under his armpits and pulled him up again. In no time, I had his t-shirt off and his pants undone, and then bent him over and forced my face into his tight butt crack, my tongue probing for his hole. The musky scent from deep inside his ass made my cock jump again and again. I tore myself away from him, peeled my cycling jersey up and over my head, and my bib shorts down to the floor so I could kick them off. Then back into his crack I dove. I pushed him down onto the sofa on all fours and really went to town on his tight hole, until I had him moaning and squealing with each thrust of my tongue. Then, my favourite moment: the moment when a good bottom’s hole suddenly relaxes and blooms, ready for my big tool to fix whatever’s wrong inside there. I stood up, spit on his hole once and my hand twice, stroked my cock with it, and then nudged the bare tip against his tight ass and began to lean on him. He dropped right down onto his belly and lifted his ass into the air, all in one second, and the head of my hard cock popped inside his hole like magic. He moaned even louder and began trying to back up onto me. I leaned; he pushed. In next to no time, I felt my low-hanging balls come to rest against his taint, and knew I was all the way into him – 8½ inches of all the way. I’d love to tell you all about how I ravaged his ass for three hours and dumped sixteen loads inside him, but that would be stretching the truth even more than my big meat was stretching his hole. This guy was so tight that it felt like I had taken his cherry, but his talented stroking of my cock with his muscles made it plain that he had been there more than a few times and knew just how to make a top feel good. It took me only seconds to work up from the first slow in-and-out motions to the point where I was pounding his hole furiously, my balls slapping hard against him, and his loud moaning and inarticulate cries were driving me at top speed towards the finish line. All at once, I felt the regular rhythm of his ass muscles deteriorate into uncontrolled spasms – which quickly yanked my load up out of my balls and sent it rocketing into his colon, at the same time as his sperm spurted out all over his sofa. I was nowhere near finished, and neither was he. I lay flat on top of him as my breathing returned to normal, but his ass went right back to milking me and kept my dick rock-hard in his hole. Before long, I started slowly pumping again and his moans and sighs of satisfaction said it all, from his point of view. Having come once, fast, I was now ready for a longer session. I stroked him deep and shallow, going from teasing his ring with the head to plumbing the depths with the whole shaft. I fucked fast; I fucked slow. I took him through all the basic positions, and a few extras that didn’t get into many of the sex manuals. From time to time, I shot some more spit onto my dick to keep the fun going. After about half an hour of this second fuck, he began panting and I knew he was close to coming. So I rolled him onto his back, picked up the speed, concentrated on the warm feel of my own seed around my cockhead inside his slick channel, and in just a few more seconds I was ready to shoot. I started to warn him, and got as far as shouting, “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna…” when his cock lifted off his belly and machine-gunned his face and chest with shot after shot of his mancream. That sight set me off (it always does) and I blasted a second load of my fuckjuices deep into his guts. We lay there kissing and cuddling for another half hour or so, and then I got up, dressed and left. We did exchange phone numbers and names, but I honestly never expected to see Franco again. Fast forward two weeks. End of my holiday, I went for a few days of R & R at Sitges before heading home to get back to the grind. The day I arrived, I was lying out on the beach, grabbing some rays, when I felt a shadow fall across me. I opened my eyes and looked up. The long, lean body of the guy looking down at me was familiar, the tiny, tight speedo grabbing my attention at first. Then I took a second look and recognized Franco. I pulled off my mirrored shades and watched as his face lit up. Ten minutes later we were back in my room, his speedo was on the floor, mine was already wet with precum, and my face was buried deep in that tempting ass again. My R & R turned out to be not so restful or relaxing after all. We spent the next 4 days together, most of it “together.” That’s when I planted the other 14 loads far up inside his tight, hot fuckhole – not to mention several more loads of sperm that I pumped into his mouth and down his throat.

On Friday I went on a date! Dinner, drinks, conversation; the sort of thing you'd expect. We met at a restaurant, and then after dinner we went to his place for a few drinks. And... Well, to be honest he kind of surprised me! When we'd been messaging before the date there had been a fair bit of sex chat, so we both kind of knew what the other person was into, and we seemed quite compatible in that sense. (I.e. he's a total top - and I'm decidedly not!) We got to making out a bit on the sofa, I was feeling up his bulge and he was groping my arse, and suddenly he stopped it and told me, that if this was to have any potential at all he needed to know if the sexual aspect would work. Well, I thought we were actually heading towards sex anyway, so I didn't quite know why he'd need to be vocal about it. But then he told me he'd only be interested in dating a slut. I was still a bit confused, but okay... I mean, I wasn't exactly playing hard to get! And then he dropped the bomb: I could either leave now, or he could call a friend and invite him over to fuck me. Take it or leave it. I tried pointing out that it was HIS cock I wanted - the bulge felt pretty sizeable - but it wasn't up for negotiation. Anyway, I was a bit drunk by then so why the heck not, right? Any cock is better than no cock when you're horny... So he made the call, and within 20 minutes his friend arrived and I was pushed to my knees and the friend fished out his cock and told me to suck him hard. That didn't take long, and after a few minutes I was pushed into the bedroom and told to get naked on the bed. That's never a command that I tend to object to, really, but it did feel a bit odd. And when I was in place on hands and knees on the bed, the friend - still fully dressed with his cock hanging out of his jeans - got behind me, lubed me up and started fucking me hard and raw. My date, meanwhile, pulled up a chair and watched. And I watched him... He wasn't even feeling up his bulge, but just sat there, watching me get fucked. When the friend had dumped his load in me he pulled out, zipped up his jeans and left - and I was kind of hoping my date would go in for sloppy seconds, but he got up and told me to get dressed, and then we went back to the sitting room for another drink. He told me I'd done well and that he'd like to see me again. I might have begged for him to fuck me... But clearly that wasn't happening! Does that count as HIM playing hard-to-get? Anyway, we finished our drinks and agreed I should come over for dinner on Wednesday. We'll see what happens then.

this story is based on actual events that are currently unfolding… —————————— “Roll a dice, daddy, let me know what number you get,” my 20 year old twink boy texted me. “What?!,” I replied. He was interrupting me at work. “Just do it,” he texted back. “Then give me the number, I’m doing it to.” ”Hey Siri, roll a dice,” I said to my phone. “Six,” she replied. “I got a 6,” I texted my boy. ”Funny, me too,” he replied. “So I guess Siri wants me to lay off prep for 12 days before we meet in Fort Lauderdale for Halloween.” He’s such a good boy, sharing my dark desire to make him a poz boy. I went back to work. Later that day he sent me a screen capture of a spinner he’d created on Google, on his phone, along with this message, “Damn, it seems google wants me to do all three.” Sure enough, his virtual spinner had several options: just dick, toothbrush and blood slam; as well as combinations of all 3, just dick and toothbrush, etc. (see photo of his spinner attached) His spinner clearly points to the most toxic possible outcome: dick, toothbrush, blood slam. ”Okay son,” I replied. “For this story to to have the ending we want, you’re gonna need to log on to Bbrt, search for the right HVL men and invite them to breed you when we get to Laudy.” Then, I chose the next game. I called it, “An AIDS Daddy A Day.” The cumslut is to chat up a new man in Fort Lauderdale, of the 134 who matched our search criteria, every day before we meet there this weekend. This is where the story becomes dynamic, you can be cast as the story unfolds in the next chapter. As we move from Siri and Google to in person shenanigans, you can join his toxic little Lauderdale games, too… Do you have the seed that grows into the perfect ending?

Had a regular call me this morning wanting some relief, told him to come around. Opened the front when the door bell rung, he was already unzipping his shorts and pulling his cock out, told me to bend over the lounge, which I did, he spat on my hole and thrusted his cock into me, 5 minutes later he had dumped his load, smacked my ass, called me a dirty slut and left. Had cum running down my leg, but wow it felt good being used for a quick morning fuck.

At 11 when my step brother who was 15 came inside my mouth. I still remember the first feel and taste. Thick texture and a bit sweet salty. Since then I have fallen in for cum. Cum is the most precious fluid of a man and doesn't go anywhere but either my mouth or deep inside my ass.

No, no and no way. I am not sure how my boyfriend would react, possibly horrified. BZ gives me the freedom to talk and express myself without reservation. I don’t want him in my head space that way.

1. I love the sweaty smell of his balls and the taste of his rock-hard cock 2. love it when he fucks my mouth and throat hard with no thought other than his own pleasure 3. I love a man to grunt and moan as he pumps my mouth full of his sperm

Hopefully! I'd like to swap loads loads with him or hang out side-by-side as we take loads but our schedulea haven't allowed it yet.

"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?"

I use Fleet mineral oil enemas when I clean out. No top has ever needed lube 🙂

A nice hard cock and a creamy hopefully poz load 😀

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!

So I drive into watt River access and of course the sheriff is skulking at the end of the parking lot cock blocking everyone. I think about turning around and leaving but I know the chances of him pulling me over for bullshit is high. I’ve seen them exclusively target the “gay” parking lot (like it’s 1975 or something) before. I’ve also seen them arrest cruisers, but to be fair the guys I saw him arrest were guys who treated the area like a bathhouse with no modesty. Come on guys, if you can see the road while you are being fucked chances are people on the road can see you. I pull out my parking pass as I drive towards him and park. I’m thinking I’ll just catch up on email or check sniffies when this guy who looks like a prison break parks next to me. He notices me. I notice him. He gets out and does some stretches and I wonder who the show is for - me or the ranger. He walks straight towards the ranger and out onto the trail. I sit for a few minutes and then head up the trail to follow him smiling at the ranger as I pass him. We are heading for an area that doesn’t usually get cruised. It’s possible the ranger thinks I’m going for a walk. Prison break has hiked up the levee and is about 100 feet away. I follow him and when he reaches the next trail to walk back down he does. He can see me now. He glances my way. I’m still not sure if it’s a date yet but it looks promising. I head to the only place to play up River. It’s a little hiding hole with bank on one side and bushes on the other next to the River. It’s secluded and off the path. I have had some good dicking here before. I make sure he sees where I’m going as I head off the path. He follows. It’s a date. We’re on. I climb down into the fuck fort and flash my ass a crack by pulling down my easy access sweats. He stops on the bank and watches me. I play with my cock through the fabric of my pants and he does the same. I beckon him over and turn my baseball cap around so I can be prepared to suck his cock. I pull my dick out. He pulls his dick out. He stands in front of me and squeezes them together. I wait until he is hard and then bend down to start sucking. “Yeah”, he sighs. His dick is hard as a rock and meaty now. My ass is exposed now as I’m jacking my cock. He reaches for it. I stand up and he misinterprets the movement as me being ready for my turn. He gives good head. It’s a thrill to watch this rough, tattooed up, shaved head guy, with cock sucking lips work my nob, but I’m not going to cum this way. I make him stand up and turn around. He takes the hint and presses his cock on my hole. With the ranger watching me I decided not to grab my poppers and lube from the trunk. This is going to be a spit fuck. I ask him to take it slow. He’s experienced and slowly works his cock into my butt. Once he’s balls deep he starts to pound. Just about now I’m starting to worry. If the ranger decided to walk in and follow us this is about the time for him to show up. I’m torn between wanting this good dick to last and not getting caught. He pulls out and and I see the shadow of his head look down. I think he’s expecting shit. I’m pretty confident my hole is clean. ‘All good there bud?” “Yeah” he says. I turn around and suck his cock to prove it. He sucks my cock some but I want his load in my butt. I turn around. “Give it to me. Fill me up. Make me a man.” I whisper. I’m also still worried about that ranger and want him to cum quick. He grabs my hips and goes to town. I feel his body tighten and he makes some last jabs as he unlooses in my bowels, knocking me up. He slowly pulls out. I turn around and he’s shaking some last few drops from his cock. It must have been a big load I think. “That was awesome.” I say. “I needed that”. “Yeah” he says not looking me in the eye and a little guiltily. The knowledge that he just barebacked a stranger in the woods and came in his ass must be hitting him. He leaves and I stay back. I stick my fingers in my cummy hole and bring them to my nostrils. The smell of cum is a rush. I walk back to my car sticking my fingers up my ass to feel his juices ever so often. The ranger is gone. I wonder if I can find another load. I just can’t seem to get enough cock up my ass.

Right on time Jess made it to Brandon’s place and again he guided her into his place and took off all her clothes and kissed her, took her into the bedroom, and had her give him oral and then he ate her out making her cum again and then fucked her and gave her the first load of the day. The next guy was an older guy white with a fat dick. He was hairy and his bush was salt and pepper. He pulled her up out of bed and made her suck his fat soft dick till he was rock hard and then he pushed her up on the bed and spread her legs and slowly spread her pussy with his fat dick and fucked her for twenty minutes and came in her. He got dressed slowly and Jess pulled her legs together while he was, and he grabbed her left leg and pulled her leg open and then rubbed her clit and she started to moan and cum started to lead out of her cunt. He did not let her cum, he stopped and scooped up the cum and took it to her lips and told her to open and he fed her the cum. Good little whore, eat my cum just before he turned and walked out. Next two young guys Brandon found online. The came in and stripped and each was sporting eight inches and they used her and fucked her, first spit roaster her and then DVP. They both came with their dick logged inside her. They high fived after they pulled out and both got dressed and left. Neither of them saying anything to Jess. Brandon came in to check on Jess and held her. She seemed a little sad, he told her what a great girl she was and that she was beautiful, and he kissed her and brought a smile to her face. There was a knock at the door, and it was Red with a bud from work. He introduced Brandon and then told his bud Amad to get his whore. Amad went in and he come over to Jess and smiled at her and she smiled back, and he felt her tight abdominal muscles and her tits and then he grabbed her neck and began to choke her. He was no longer smiling, he asked Jessica if she was going to be a good whore. She could not talk or even breath. He said I did not hear an answer, he held her neck tighter and then he said blink once for yes and twice for now. She blinked once and he let off her neck and she gasped for air. He then undressed reveling a huge dark penis, Amad worked his hands down between her legs and slide two fingers inside her. He held them there while he pressed his dick into her mouth. He grabbed Jess’s head and fucked her face while he slide another finger inside her. He fingered her and while she was gagging on his dick she came, and he slide another finger inside her. She was whimpering all over his dick as he stretched her cunt and banged her pussy with his fingers and more and more of his hand. He was close to getting his hand inside her when he pulled out of her mouth and flipped her around and helped her onto her knees, pushed her head down and then put the sheet over her head and slide in her wet pussy and fucked her hard for ten minutes and shot inside her. He pulled out and slide four fingers inside her and worked his fist around and she screamed when he pressed hard and slide inside her cunt. He fisted her until she came again and then pulled out and told her to stay just like that. He got dressed and Red came in and he showed him her pussy and Red slide two and then three fingers inside her and soon he had all four inside her and he pressed hard and his larger hand had trouble getting in but finally went in with some twisting and force and she screamed again and he let her get used to it and then moved his hand around till she came and he pulled out and then helped her up and to the bathroom where he gave her an enema and made her sit on the toilet while he fucked her throat and then helped her to the bedroom where he fucked her ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside her. When finished he pushed her to the side and cleaned up and got dressed. He told her she was a better whore today then yesterday; you are getting better slut. Then he slapped her on the ass and walked out. Brandon can in and took her to the shower and got in with her and cleaned her up and once they were out and both dried off, he helped her in bed and spooned her until eh was rock hard and then he lubed up and slide in her ass and fucked her like the two had before and shot his load in her ass and they both fell asleep. He fucked her once more in the middle of the night and then when they woke up in the morning he told her she should get going but to be back at 3 PM today.

I'm not at all picky. I just want cock and cum... although, an old, ugly, troll will ALWAYS get priority to me! I LOVE being treated like a worthless cumdump by Men!

Part 100 - Tying Up Some Loose Ends It had been a long drive but Joe and Kyle were now relaxing in the pool at Mark’s apartment complex. “Only 3 days until you start your job. You should enjoy this while you can” Kyle said to Joe. “Yeah, hopefully it isn’t too grueling… for the first month, anyway. Have you heard back from any of the places you interviewed at yet?” Joe asked. “No, it really sucks. I’ve had seven phone interviews since graduation and not one word from any of them since” Kyle replied. “Hang in there. Something is bound to come up. In the mean time you can be my houseboy” Joe said and then laughed loudly. “I’ll be your trophy husband instead. Speaking of which, my beer is empty. Get me another one” Kyle replied, barely able to say it without laughing. They got out of the pool and dried off before heading back to the apartment. ——— Ric was counting down the days until he left for college. His mom wasn’t happy with his decision to go to school in California, but he really did think it was the best place to go. The logistics were getting complicated and he wasn’t all that keen that his mom was flying out with him to help bring all of the clothes that he would need for the semester. There was a knock at the door and when he opened it, Alex was standing there. They went up to Ric’s room and laid on the bed. Alex stroked Ric’s bare chest as they talked. After a half hour, Ric’s escort phone chirped and he got up to took a look. It was a message from Ari and he opened it up and read it. “Austin, I hope you are well. We completed the video project and have sold it to a studio. It took a little longer than expected due to a few issues. Our star’s test 3 weeks after your shoot came back negative. We found another actor, but when we went to shoot the scene, our star was not feeling well. The new actor recognized the symptoms and a new test had a different result. Congratulations! You are the actor in scene four. The star sends his thanks. Enclosed is a link to download your copy of the final product. The link will be valid for 30 days. Obviously, it is for your personal use only. Do not share the video or the link with anyone. Please let me know if you want to do additional work, it was a pleasure working with you. Ari.” “Fuck” Ric said as he opened up his laptop and downloaded the video. “What? Bad news?” Alex asked. “Uh… I don’t know if it’s good or bad. If I show this to you, you can’t tell anyone about it. OK?” Ric said. “You know me, my lips are sealed. My ass isn’t, but my lips are. What is it?” Alex replied. “I did a little video work when I was out in California. This is the finished product. Want to watch?” Ric asked. “Wow… Uh, sure” Alex replied as he went over to Ric’s desk. Ric started the video and Alex gasped as he realized it was a gay porn video that Ric had done. They watched each scene and when they got to his scene, Ric paused it. “Don’t you want to watch any more?” Alex asked. “This is my scene. I’m kind of nervous” Ric said. Alex reached over and hit the space bar to get the video to continue. “You have to watch it at least once. Besides, it’s out and I’m sure lots of people have already seen it” he said. The two stood there watching the action with Alex making comments the whole way through - “fuck, you’re hot” “yeah! pound that guy” “be his little neg bitch” “take that poz load” “yeah! breed him again” and on and on. Finally they got to the end and Alex said “That was fuckin great! You got to fuck a real porn star. Too bad he’s one of those vocal PrEP proponents so you didn’t knock him up like you did me. He doesn’t know what he’s missing.” Ric grinned back at Alex but didn’t want to divulge the secret. “I wonder if there are any reviews yet. Let’s search” Alex said. A quick web search found a few places where there were comments. They read through them and most were positive. “Rawson really knows how to take dick and always gets bred” “Love the cum shots esp the 4th guy who shot just a little on his hole and then pumped the rest inside” “Are all these top guys poz?” “haven’t seen the guy in scene 3 in years. he looks sick” “wish the wrestler dude would fuck me like that” “the bio tat on the wrestler was so hot, I’d take that dirty load any day” “that seen with his cock pumping cum into Rawson was epic. shot my load 5x watching it” “Anyone know where I can find more vids with that latin dude?” “lots of porn guys escort, wonder if I can hire the wrestler” “3 boring scenes. only last one worth watching” “I’d let that last top knock me up” “hope prep works or Rawson is really fucked” “is that blood in the cum on the last shot?” “You have some fans” Alex said, looking at Ric. “Yeah, I guess. I might want to lay low for a while” Ric said quietly. He closed the laptop and looked at Alex, smiling. “Want to get fucked by a porn star?” —— Joe got back to Mark’s apartment after work and sat back on the couch. His first few days at the job had gone well, since he really didn’t do much other than fill out forms, meet people and read documentation. He knew Kyle had an interview that afternoon and hoped that since he wasn’t home yet it had gone well and he wasn’t sitting in a bar getting drunk since he was depressed. He had tried to keep Kyle cheered up, but the long job search had him feeling depressed most of the time. With some time to kill, he grabbed his phone and tapped a message he’d been meaning to send all week. “Hey, when are you getting out here? I thought I’d have a welcome party for you so you can meet a few people.” He hit send and then lit the pipe and took a big hit from it. A few minutes later while he was deleting spam email, he got a reply from Ric. “thx arrive Aug14 mom goes back on 15th anytime after then ok classes start aug19.” He sent back a message “21st ok?” and got an immediate reply “yes.” Kyle walked in the door looking exhausted. He pulled the tie off and unbuttoned his shirt, dropping both in the middle of the living room and collapsing on the couch. “Oh my fucking god. That was rough. Nine hours of interviews. I even got grilled during lunch. Only the last one was easy, the rest of the time they dissected my brain. It wasn’t an interview, it was an interrogation” Kyle said. “Stop your whining. I’ve been there and done that” Joe said before adding “The important question is… did you get the job?” Kyle turned his head slowly to Joe and then began to smile. “Yeah, I did.” Joe leaned over and pinned Kyle to the couch, kissing him and grinding against his tired, sweaty body. “I’m really proud of you” Joe said as he dragged Kyle off the couch and to their bedroom. —— August rolled around and Joe walked into the kitchen and said “Mark, would you mind if I had a party here this Saturday? A friend from back home is starting school this week and I’d like to introduce him to a few people so he has someone to talk to besides his roommate.” “Uh, sure. How many people?” Mark asked. “Well… him, us four, a couple guys from work and anyone you want to invite since I don’t know that many people either” Joe replied. Mark laughed. “So you want me to get some guys to come over to fuck? I assume that this guy is gay. How do you know him?” Mark asked. “Yeah, he’s gay and I figured it would turn into a sex party. How we met? Well… That’s complicated. The short version is that his dad hired me to let his son try gay sex. I liked him and we became friends” Joe said. “You didn’t…” Mark started to say and Joe interrupted him “yup, cherry popped and pozzed.” “Fuck! But… How old is he?” Mark asked. “Almost nineteen. But he acts older and is a great fuck. And he’s hung. I even got him to do an escorting job” Joe said, with Kyle nodding over his shoulder. “Damn, dude. I guess you ARE taking after me. Let’s keep it small. I’ll invite a couple other people over. I know Paul wants to come over and see you again. And maybe that guy from building 2 that you two knocked up at New Years” Mark said. “Adam? He was a fun fuck and his roommate was even better” Kyle said. “OK, that should be enough. I’ll get food and beer. How about we start in the afternoon? Maybe 3pm?” Joe said. “Yeah, sounds good. I’ll tell Paul and you can tell everyone else. I hope you remember where Adam and his roommate live to invite them” Mark said chuckling. ——— Joe drove over and picked up Ric from the university and brought him back to the apartment. Joe had told him to plan on staying overnight, since no one would be sober enough to drive him back to his dorm. Ric dropped his backpack in the bedroom and then went to help Joe and Kyle get things ready. Mark and Eric came back from their run and stood there in just jogging shorts, sweat and shoes. “You didn’t say he was really cute” Eric said as he closely looked over Ric. “He’s smart too, but all you noticed was his body. Shame on you Eric” Joe replied before introducing Ric. “Thanks for inviting me over. It’s really strange being so far away from my friends and family. I kind of like it, but it’s going to take some time to make new friends to hang around with” Ric said. “Well, you shouldn’t have any problems meeting gay guys and if you swing that way, women” Mark said. “So… you were one of Joe’s tricks?” Mark asked. Ric blushed and then explained the whole thing from meeting the female escort, to meeting Joe, then fucking and then Joe giving him a makeover. “That might be an interesting TV show, Joe - maybe call it ‘Queer Eye Escorts’” Eric said, laughing. “I just gave him advice that I wish I had gotten. My useless brother didn’t bother to even tell me he was gay until after he left the state” Joe replied, snickering. There was a knock at the door and Adam and Wes came in. More introductions were made and Joe started handing out drinks while Ric and Kyle put some hors d’oeuvres out. “Hey Adam, Mark tells me you didn’t quite make it to PrEP. You doing ok?” Kyle asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. I went to the clinic after our little session and started the tests for PrEP. But then I got really sick and when they re-tested it was too late. You guys don’t mess around, I guess” Adam replied. “Did you do meds right away?” Ric asked. “Nah. I waited a few months before I started meds” Adam replied and then Wes added “He suddenly became this aggressive top and was fucking any guy he could find. Knocked a few up, too.” There was another knock at the door and Joe went to invite the next attendees in. Raphi and Ken walked in and Joe introduced everyone. The living room was getting crowded so Mark and Eric pushed the couch back to give more floor space for people to sit. “So, is everyone here poz?” Mark asked. Everyone raised their hand except Wes. “I’m on PrEP, so don’t get any ideas that I’m your neg fuck toy to poz up today” Wes said, making everyone laugh. “Damn, I knew I forgot to get something for the party” Joe said, chuckling. “Finding an eager bottom is easy around here, neg ones are more of a challenge” Adam said, grinning. The group talked for a while, drinking beer and filling the apartment with a thick cloud of pot smoke. The appetizers were gone soon after everyone started smoking and Joe wasn’t sure he wanted to start grilling burgers like he had planned. The guys were all looking at each other deciding who was prey and who was predator. There was a knock at the door and Mark was the first to move. “I think my guest finally arrived” he said. Mark opened the door and said to Paul “Hey buddy, glad you could make it. And look, you brought us a toy to fuck.” Paul followed Mark into the room and his friend followed him. Mark said “Hey everyone, this is my friend Paul and his friend…” “Paul!?!? Rawson!?!?” Ric exclaimed. “Oh my god! Austin?” Paul replied just as astonished. Everyone looked back and forth, a little confused. Mark jabbed Paul in the ribs and whispered “Ric.” Ric got up quickly and wobbled a bit as his pot hazed mind tried to regain balance. He went over to Paul and Rawson as the door clicked shut. “Hey guys, I never expected to see you here. How the hell are you?” Ric said. Rawson grabbed Ric and gave him a big hug and deep kiss that lasted for a couple minutes. “Thanks! I was really hoping you were the one and while it took a little longer than I expected, you really did it!” Rawson said enthusiastically. “I bet it was because you were on meds so long” Paul said quietly. They could hear the murmuring from the rest of the guys in the room. Many knew who Rawson was and never expected a porn star to be at the party, much less anyone knowing him already. The four went back in the room and Joe delivered more alcohol to keep everyone primed. “So, Ric. Can you tell us how you know a porn star?” Joe asked. “Because he’s one too. He was in my last video” Rawson replied before Ric could say anything. Ric blushed and was embarrassed for all of this to come out in front of people he was trying to impress. “Yeah… it’s true. It was a last minute thing when I came out here to look at the university. Uh… Paul… Did you have anything to do with it?” Ric asked. “Guilty. I called his agent right after we finished with our client. His agent had been trying to get me to do the scene, but when I saw you in action I knew you should do it instead” Paul said. Everyone was glued to the conversation. “Oh yeah… Do you know what happened with that guy? I know he wanted to see you again” Ric asked. “Yeah, I saw him a few more times. He never forgot the safe word, either. He even used it a few times, hehe. Based on when he got sick, I’m pretty sure we knocked him up that day. Once I took him to a bathhouse and he found he could easily fuck and get fucked for free, he stopped calling. That’s ok. I don’t like clients to get too attached. Five or six sessions is usually the max I do” Paul said. No one was talking and a few seemed astonished that they would talk about an escorting client like a hookup. “I’m glad you called my agent. I think that was the best scene I’ve done in a while. It reminded me of my first few videos. You were so spontaneous and energetic. You even tripped over the cameraman like I did on my first shoot” Rawson said. “I gotta see this. Rawson, do you have the video we can watch?” Kyle asked. “Of course. I have it on my phone with all of my other scenes” Rawson replied, eager to show off his latest video fuck fest. Mark grabbed the remote off the table and turned on the TV and set it to receive the cast. A minute later, the video started playing and Rawson walked over and sat down on the floor in front of Ric and leaned back against his chest. Ric leaned forward and whispered “I hope you’re staying toxic.” “Mmmhmm. You got some grandkids already” Rawson whispered in Ric’s ear before he pulled his shirt off. The guys watched the video and by the end of the first scene most everyone was undressed to some extent. When the second scene ended, most were naked and stroking their cock or their partner’s cock. “This is fuckin hot. All of these guys are openly poz and you’re just taking their loads and begging for more” Wes said. “Yeah, that was the theme. All of them had high viral loads and weren’t on meds. It was fun taking them and the tops really got off breeding my neg hole” Rawson said before he looked back at Ric and winked. “I know that feeling. Your public service ads got me on PrEP and I haven’t said no to a guy since. Its even better when it’s a really sleazy looking dude and you know he wants to give you a bug or two. You just fuck and maybe go to the clinic for some antibiotics a week or two later” Wes said. “I have a contest on my site for fans to be the bottoms in my next video. I’m going to top for the first time on camera and breed them” Rawson said with a grin. “Oh... oh... this is the last scene and it’s with this stud” Rawson said, pointing back at Ric. Ric was even more embarrassed and was avoiding eye contact with everyone. He just stared at the screen and then at Rawson. “My ass hurt for two days after we did this shoot, but it felt so good” Rawson added. Everyone watched the scene and would look over at Ric occasionally. Joe had a huge smile on his face the entire time and would occasionally mutter “That’s my boy.” When the video ended, Ric looked around the room, expecting everyone to be laughing at him. Instead he saw a bunch of horny guys rubbing cocks and trying to figure out who to fuck. Adam was the first to move and he just rolled over on to his knees, with his ass hanging off the front of the couch and his head over the back. Seconds later, Ken was shoving his cock into Adam’s ass and Raphi took his mouth. Rawson stood up, looked around the room and laughingly said “Two porn stars, no waiting.” Joe walked over immediately and said to Ric “I want that ass and I want it now.” Ric smiled and turned to face Joe and said “Aye, papi” before he kissed him deeply. Ric stroked Joe’s cock and then slowly dropped to his knees saying “You can have it any time you want… You own it.” He opened wide and took Joe’s cock into his mouth until his face was firmly planted against Joe’s pubes. Ric slobbered and sucked on Joe’s cock and pushed a wet finger into Joe’s ass, massaging his prostate until he tasted the precum in his mouth. Ric slowly pulled away and looked up at Joe, grinning, before he turned around and presented his ass. Joe kneeled on the carpet and rubbed some spit into Ric’s hole before driving his cock in with one firm shove. “Aaahhh fuck yeah” Ric said as he pushed back. “Damn, Ric, you’re so fuckin’ tight. You need to get fucked more” Joe said, getting a good rhythm going and opening the tight hole up. “I know, but there’s so many damn bottoms to breed” Ric replied, fucking himself back on Joe’s cock. A few guys were eyeing Rawson but Kyle was the first to move. “Show me how you’re going to fuck those fans before I breed your neg ass” Kyle said. He pulled Rawson over to the end of the couch and Kyle bent over, letting his shorts fall to the floor. He stepped out of them as Rawson spit on Kyle’s hole and worked it in with his fingers. “I just started topping a month or so ago. I just suddenly had the urge to breed guys like they bred me” Rawson said, pushing his hard cock slowly into Kyle’s pussy. Paul walked past Rawson and rubbed his hand over Rawson’s ass. “Mmm, new tat. Not the usual one, but appropriate” Paul said as he moved towards Mark. The tattoo on Rawson’s ass was a spider with red fangs in a web. Rawson chuckled as he fucked harder and harder, making Kyle grunt and brace himself against the couch. Kyle was surprised to hear that he had only started to top recently, since he seemed pretty good. Rawson let out a loud groan and shot his newly charged seed into Kyle’s unsuspecting ass. He pulled out and Kyle was laying him back on the arm of the couch moments later. Kyle felt over Rawson’s ass, before sliding a finger inside. It was already moist and he looked back at Rawson’s face. “Yeah, Paul dumped one in earlier. Go for it” Rawson said. Kyle plowed in and felt the cum coat his cock. He drilled Rawson’s hole and realized he was a really good bottom. A few minutes later Kyle started to wonder if he was as good a top as most of the guys that had fucked Rawson on video. He quickly realized it didn’t matter, he was fucking him now and wanted to blast a big load into his neg hole. “You toxic?” Rawson grunted out while Kyle thrust in. “Yeah, it’s still viral” Kyle replied, pounding in harder. “Good, give it to me” Rawson said back. Kyle fucked faster until the cum started to rise from his balls. He flooded Rawson’s guts with ropes of hot cum until he was empty and pulled out. “Thanks, man. That was hot. I might have to flip like that in my next video. It would be a great way to start” Rawson said. Paul walked up to Mark and pushed him towards one of the chairs. “You fucked me over the last few weeks, now it’s my turn to fuck you” Paul said. “What?” Mark asked. “You had me workin overtime so much I couldn’t do any escorting. Now it’s payback time” Paul barked out. Mark kneeled on the chair and Paul shoved two spit covered fingers into Mark’s ass. “You slut, you’re already lubed” Paul said, chuckling. He guided his cock to Mark’s hole and drove in. Mark groaned as Paul pulled all the way out and plunged back in. “God, you got a great ass” Paul said as he hammered away on Mark’s butt. “Yeah, fuckin’ wreck that hole, Paul” Mark yelled back. Paul took it as a challenge and fucked harder. The chair was rocking and squeaking and Paul grabbed Marks arms and hoisted him to the floor before it broke. He pressed Mark to the floor with one hand between his shoulder blades, pinning him down. He didn’t slow down, he fucked harder. And harder. The room was filled with the sound of men fucking, but theirs was the loudest. Mark was grunting with each thrust and then Paul snarled out a loud “FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!” as he shot his virus filled seed into Mark’s battered chute. He slowly pulled his cock out and saw it covered with cum and streaks of blood. He slapped Mark’s ass before he got up and headed to get something to drink. Eric grasped Wes’ hand and pulled it behind his back, whispering “Lets put those drugs to the test.” He forced Wes down on to the carpet and dragged his cock over Wes’ lips. Wes licked around the head of Eric’s cock and swallowed it down. Eric slowly fucked his cock into Wes’ mouth and then laid down on top of him. Eric slurped over Wes’ cock a few times before he began to suck in earnest. He was fucking Wes’ mouth while bobbing on his cock, but that only lasted a few minutes before he rolled them on their side. Eric liked this position better, since he could concentrate on sucking Wes’ nine inches of cut cock and Wes could suck him. He took most of it into his mouth on the first slow descent, but still left a few inches outside his lips. Eric pulled off, his lips tight around Wes’ shaft and took a deep breath before trying again. He relaxed his throat and grabbed Wes’ hips and pulled himself almost all the way down. His nose was in Wes’ trimmed pubes but there was still almost an inch to go. Suddenly he felt Wes pull back and shove his cock all the way into Eric’s throat. Eric held himself there and flexed his throat around Wes’ dick. He could feel Wes bobbing on his cock and knew it was covered in spit. Eric waited a few more seconds until he started to feel his body beg for some oxygen and pulled off. He rolled Wes over and mounted his bubble butt. Wes’ hole was tight so Eric added a little more spit and pushed in. “Aaahhhh FUCK!” Wes groaned out. Eric sunk his cock in with one slow push and laid on Wes’ back for a moment letting him get used to his cock. First he just rolled his hips, plunging his cock in and out of Wes’ tight hole. Soon, though, he pushed himself up and was driving his cock in harder and faster. Eric finally thrust in and let his balls pump their poison into Wes’ PrEP’d hole. When the last cum load shot out, he fell down onto Wes’ back again and whispered in his ear “You should stop the meds. You have the perfect pozzing weapon.” The party started to wind down and the room smelled like cum. The haze of pot smoke filled the room again. Raphi and Ken were the first to leave, followed by Adam and Wes. Paul got up and looked over at Rawson and laughed when he saw Rawson and Ric making out. “It’s a good tonsil hockey match, you should let them find a winner. We’ll get him home tomorrow” Mark said to Paul. Joe went into his room and pulled out some bedding and dropped it on the couch for Ric and Rawson to use when they finally went to sleep. Joe pulled Kyle to their bedroom and Mark and Eric went to theirs. When Ric came up for air, he looked around and it was just the two of them in the living room. They pulled the covers down and laid down on the cum stained rug. Rawson spooned behind Ric and in less than a minute was pushing his cock into Ric’s hole. He threw his arm over Ric and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Ric” Rawson said as he drifted off to sleep. The End. —— It’s time to let Mark, Eric, Joe, Kyle, Ric et al ride off into the sunset. I never imagined that this story would go on this long, but 100 chapters seems like a good place to stop. With the mod's announcement today that they have a policy that they can change any posting in fiction to what they like, means an author has no idea what will end up visible to readers. I will have to think long and hard about ever posting any more fiction here. Thanks for reading.

Tops that cum fuck your hole with their load, stirring and working their seed deeper into your guts while they harden into giving you your next load.