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I had never seen it before, but as I scrolled through grindr the other day I came across an interesting profile. "Piggy +" was all it said. There was a pic of a handsome, hairy guy and a few random details. Curious (and horny), I hit him up. As I often do, I sent him two pics to show what I was looking for: the first was of a raw cock buried in my hole, the second was of my hole dripping cum afterward. He took a few minutes to respond and at first I wondered if he was interested, but in response to my pics, I received a pic of a thick uncut hog next to a 12 oz soda can. The cock was longer than the soda can, and it didn't look like it was much thinner! Turned out that he works pretty close to me, but I hadn't seen him before because he just re-joined the app after a long time away from it. We exchanged messages for a while as he was able. He finished work at 4:00 so naturally, I invited him to come by and unload when he did. He readily agreed. We chatted a while longer and agreed that I would undress and wait ass-up just inside the door to my apartment. I spent the afternoon making sure I was clean and ready to take the pounding I hoped he would give me. A few minutes after 4:00, he messaged to say he was on his way. I unlocked the door, undressed, and squirted some lube up my hole just for good measure. I had laid out a sheet on the floor of my living room, and I got down on all 4's on it to await his arrival. Footsteps in the hallway and then the doorknob turned. I heard this stranger enter my apartment. He paused; I hoped he was admiring the view of my slightly gaped hole staring back at him. After a moment I heard the familiar rustle as he shed his clothes. A finger slid effortlessly into my slicked-up pucker, then two. He slid them in and out for a bit before withdrawing them. Then I felt his tongue instead. He licked my hole, sucking on it a bit, and darting his tongue in and out almost like a lizard. It felt amazing! I didn't want this treatment to end, but soon he spoke his first words: "I need to breed this hole." Music to my ears! I heard the click of the lube cap and then a pressure on my hole. I took a few huge huffs from my brown bottle as the head of this enormous member popped inside me. Without stopping, he slid all the way in until he was balls-deep. The tip caressed my prostate over and over as he began rhythmically sliding in and out, in and out. The precum ran in rivers from my cock, soaking the sheet beneath me. It was sheer heaven! Gradually, he picked up the pace and as he did so, he grabbed my hips. Soon he was pounding me relentlessly, his body slapping against mine each time he thrust deep inside me. I clenched my hole around his shaft and felt it get harder. He was about to cum! With a moan, he began dumping his warm cum deep in my guts, his cock jerking and spasming against my still-tightened sphincter. At last the spasms subsided and he slowly withdrew. I spun around and cleaned him off with my mouth, in customary fashion. Without another word, he dressed. Headed for the door, he paused for a second and said, "The plus sign on my profile IS what you think it is." Then he was gone. I felt a chill of excitement wash over me. I grabbed a toy, a 6" dildo that I've had for years. For the next five minutes I plunged it in and out of my hole, stopping occasionally to clean the poz cum and my ass juices off before plunging it back inside me. When I had seen the "+" sign on his profile that it meant he was poz. Now that I knew, I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I couldn't stop playing with myself. Eventually I jerked off, knowing that if his seed took, my load would soon be toxic too. I messaged him on grindr about an hour later. "Hot time, you're welcome anytime you need to breed an ass." His response was simply the purple, grinning devil emoji followed by a pig snout. I very much hope this becomes a regular thing.

The title will make a little more sense as you read on. I got pinged the other day while on Manhunt. The guy said he liked my look. I immediately pulled up his profile and he had a few face pics and described himself as 27, 5’10” and 180 and Puerto Rican. His profile was also one of those professional profiles that massage therapists use so I texted back and asked if he was looking for clients. He said “Not today.” His profile said nothing about what he was into and for some reason, I didn’t feel comfortable asking. The guy was certainly super-hot according to his stats and frankly even though I prefer to bottom, I’ve been known to throw a hot fuck from time to time. We set up a time and I jumped into the shower and got cleaned up preparing for the unexpected. The address took me to a duplex. I started getting the familiar butterflies in my stomach when I’m about to fuck someone I’ve never seen or met. There is the possibility that this was a bogus address or a bogus profile. I took a deep breath and knocked. I feel my nips harden and my cock twitch in anticipation. When the door opened, I was stunned. Before I could process anything, he ushered me into the house and closed the door. He didn’t look like his profile pics. I’ve heard buddies tell stories about people misrepresenting themselves with their profile and when they meet and learn the truth, it’s an awkward hot mess. I’ve been lucky in that I have only had one such gross misrepresentation. As my brain was processing the “disconnect,” I realized that the issue was that his profile pictures weren’t flattering to him. This guy was an unbelievably beautiful human specimen. He looked almost identical to Enrique Iglesias but more defined and muscular. He looked like a high-fashion model. If you saw him on the streets, you would embarrass yourself by staring. He had dark short hair and a well-groomed 5 o’clock shadow. He was wearing a pair of gym shorts and nothing else. His nipples were the size of quarters and deep bronze in color. His chest was perfectly pronounced with a very deep sternum line dividing two huge pectoral muscles. There was no question that this guy was out of my league. I searched my brain for a dignified way to get us both out of this situation. There was no doubt in my mind that he had made a mistake. Think. Think. He walked me from the door, through the living room and gestured for me to move into what I suspected would be a bedroom. Once inside he closed the door. This wasn’t a bedroom at all. It was dark except for glowing reddish lights coming from different parts of the room. Soft music was playing and candles were lit. I could smell something that reminded me of jasmine. We were in his massage room. Enrique turned to me and wrapped me in his muscular arms and whispered in my ear, “You are perfect. You have no idea how much I’m into your look.” I was dumbfounded. It’s not that I have low self-esteem, in fact just the opposite. I take good care of myself. But this guy was mesmerizing. It was like looking at him cast a spell over me and that made me nervous. Enrique began to unbutton my shirt and immediately started licking and sucking on my neck and worked his way down to my tits. I moaned in appreciation and he switched to the other tit and began to unbutton my pants. When they feel to the floor he reached around and grabbed one cheek in each hand and used his expert trained hands to massage my glutes moving them around and spreading them apart. I have big ass cheeks and he moaned in appreciation. It felt great. He released my tit from his mouth and looked at me and started deep kissing me. I moaned from inside his kiss and we ground our faces together exchanging saliva. I ran my hands all over his body. Everything was perfect. I reached to his crotch but he had a jock on so I couldn’t figure out what he was packing. It didn’t matter. This guy was a fucking god and I was going to enjoy every inch of him. He moved me over to his massage table and had me lay on it face down. Next he moved down between my legs and spread them. Again he massaged and kneaded my ass with steady strength. I pushed back to let him know he could work my butt as hard as he liked; that I could take it. He received the message and intensified his grip. I felt his hand move down through the ditch of my ass and graze my hole. He spit on it and rubbed his finger all around it. He spit some more and inserted his finger and finger fucked me for a few minutes. I slowly began to realize this guy was a top. He was ass obsessed. His finger retreated and was replaced with his tongue. He didn’t start slow like most guys do. He buried his tongue to the hilt and began to dart in and out of my hole all the while delivering copious amounts of saliva into my ass. Much of it spilled over onto his chin and my balls, but it was certainly getting me hot and beyond horny. He started trading off between his fingers and his tongue. He had eventually worked three fingers in and out of my ass-cunt. Enrique said very quietly just above a whisper, “Push out.” I didn’t hear him and asked him to repeat it. “Push your cunt out.” He said a little louder. This was music to my ears. I crunched my abdominal muscles and pushed the ring of my ass outward like I was taking a shit. “Yeah, dude, just like that. Stay right there.” Next I felt him suck my hole into his mouth causing a vacuum and then use his teeth to encase my rosebud and lightly bit down. The sensation was awesome. No one had ever done that to me before. He continued to trade off between sucking and nipping. “I moaned, “That feels so fucking good. Please don’t stop.” For the next 5 minutes or so, he continued to worship my hole like that. When he let go, my rose bud snapped back inside my ass and began pulsing. At this point he walked around to the front of the massage table and I could see through the face cradle that he had taken his shorts off. Enrique had one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever had. He was super hard and uncut. His foreskin naturally retracted to the base of the head and was the same color as the rest of his cock. His jet-black bush was perfectly trimmed and clear goo had bubbled up to the tip. This had to be a 10-inch dick. It was perfectly straight and was about as fat as a golf ball. I reached out and held it. The heat radiating from his rod was exhilarating. He helped me down off the table and I hit my knees and opened my mouth licked the pearl drop from the tip then descended down his magnificent rod. I got about halfway down and his cock got stuck at the back of my throat. I pulled back delivering profuse amounts of saliva to coat his fat monster to make it easier to work with. Enrique could tell from my behavior that A) I was a cock slut and B) I was hungry for dick. I couldn’t help it. I needed this cock in my mouth. I blew him for about 10 minutes this way. I had saliva everywhere. It was running down my chin and onto my chest and then onto the floor and down his shaft and onto his balls and then onto me. I had tears streaming down my face and cock snot coming out of my nose. I was not about to give up. Enrique stopped me and had me stand up. He gave me a hand towel to wipe up my face. “Let’s try this.” He patted the massage table. “Jump up here and get on your back.” He helped me up and had me slide my head completely off the end of the table. He had at some point removed the face cradle. He opened a bottle of poppers and gave me a hit in each nostril. My head was upside down so it was tricky, but as I began to fly, I really appreciated the offering. With my head hanging off the table I was in the perfect position for him to slide his cock into my mouth. I immediately felt this was really comfortable. His cock was thick, but I was confident that with enough patience and willpower we could do this. As he fucked in and out of my mouth, I reached around to his butt cheeks and pulled him into my throat a little bit more. I could feel his cockhead at the back of my throat as before. He continued to fuck in and out, but going no further than the back of my throat. With the poppers relaxing me I opened my throat, took a deep breath through my nose and again pulled him a little deeper. This time his cock head popped through the ring at the back of my throat. We both moaned at the same time. I kept pulling him into to me and felt his shaft sliding further down my throat and moaned. I was in cock-sucking heaven. I pulled him more and more until his tightly trimmed bush was scratching my upper lip. I pulled one last time as far as it would go and I felt him bottom out. My boy gasped and said, “Holy fuck. You’ve taken my entire cock into your throat. Not many people have ever been able to do that.” At this point I wanted to ensure he knew I was deep throating this massive cock so I lightly took my teeth and bit down ever so slightly on the base of his cock at the pubic line. Then I released the pressure on his ass and pushed him out of my mouth and away from me. I was gasping for air trying really hard not to convulse. I sat up and wiped the snot, saliva and pre-cum from my face and took a long slow hit of poppers and assumed my previous position. This time, when I grabbed Enrique’s butt to pull him into my mouth, I took him all the way to the balls in one stride. I needed to conserve oxygen. Again he groaned. I pushed him almost all the way out and pulled him back in again sending him the message to fuck my throat. He got the message, grabbed my tits and started thrusting all the way in and back out again in rapid succession. “Oh my god, suck my cock, deep throat the fucker. You are one good cock-sucker.” This went on for as long as I could hold my breath. When I started feeling light headed, I pushed him out gasped for oxygen and forced his cock back in again. We did this four or five times before Enrique pulled completely away from me and said, “Oh fuck, Oh fuck, not yet hot man. Not yet. Whew!” Again I wiped my face clean and scooted back onto the massage table to catch my breath. Once revived Enrique said, “Turn over.” I did and took a hit of poppers. He jumped up onto the massage table with me and I immediately arched my back and stuck out my ass. He started eating; and eating, and eating. The more he ate the hungrier he got. Then he scooted up onto my back and I could feel the heat from his cock in the ditch of my ass. “Of fuck yeah,” I heard myself say. His cock head docked at my cunt lips and he pushed forward and I pushed backwards and within seconds Enrique busted through and slid in all the way to his balls. I felt his breath next to my face and lifted up my head and we started kissing and making out while moaning and humping each other. His tongue was all over the inside of my mouth and I couldn’t get enough of him. We continued little fuck motions with him buried balls deep in me while making out. He whispered, “I’m not going to last long this way. Are you ready to fuck?” Through my gasping for air, I told him I was more than ready. But he came back with, “No, I mean are you really ready to fuck? I want to tear your cunt to shreds. Are you up for that?” All I could come up with was, “Give me everything you’ve got stud. I’m fucking yours.” With that, Enrique pulled his mouth off mine and grabbed me by my hair with both hands and pulled his cock almost all the way out and using my hair for leverage, slammed back into me. This gradually picked up speed, but he never let go of my hair. I began to moan incoherently and started jacking my cock. This hot Puerto Rican started to talk dirty to me, “Take that fat Latin dick you fucking slut. I can’t believe you’d let a complete stranger fuck you raw like this. You’re a nasty mother fucker.” I reached between my legs and could feel the abundant amounts of dick and ass goo coating his cock, my ass and both of our ball sacks. I reached further back and touched his dick as it would piston in and out of me. The heat coming from it was astounding. He pulled out with a nasty plopping sound and abruptly turned me over and replanted his cock so fast I hardly knew what was happening. The sloppy squishy sounds my cunt and his cock were making were so nasty. You can only make those kinds of sounds when you have abandoned all fear and given into pure lust. His eyes were so intense and filled with hunger. He deep kissed me again and pulled back and whispered, “Do you like that raw stranger cock fucking your white slutty cunt?” I babbled, “Yes, fuck me. Please fuck me.” With fire in his eyes he said, “I’ve only just begun.” For the next 45 minutes or so, Enrique removed any semblance of sanity from me. I no longer had language to express myself. All I had was the guttural animalistic sounds that naturally escaped my vocal chords. He fucked me on my back, fucked me on the floor, he fucked me doggie style. He had me ride him and he ate my ass out again then shared our combined fluids by making out with me. It was a constant fight for oxygen, poppers and cock. When he finally rolled over onto the floor next to me, he asked if I wanted his load. We were both still huffing and puffing trying to catch our breath and I couldn’t breathe much less talk. He took that as a yes and had me get up on the massage table doggie style. He hopped up onto the table with me and told me to take a hit of poppers. I did. Within seconds his cock was buried in my swollen cunt. He started fucking me like a mad man; grunting every time he bottomed out. We were both working extremely hard to give each other the fuck of our lives. More poppers and I reached around and pulled my ass cheeks apart to give him better access and me more friction. He loved that. I moved my fingers closer to his cock and my cunt lips. A little further and I slid two fingers from each hand inside my ass alongside his cock. Enrique yelled, “OH fuck that is so hot. That looks so fucking hot and feels un-fucking-believable. Fuck you man. Fuck you.” My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I pushed back onto him. I was so stimulated that I could tell that pee was escaping my cock involuntarily. Enrique froze and remained completely still while he injected 6 or 7 jets of hot Latin cum into my fuck hole. I swear at this point I saw god. It wasn’t until then that he let out a primal warrior cry that I’m sure could be heard in the duplex next door. He started fucking again, this time with his spooge mixed with ass cum splashing out and coating our balls yet again. Slowly he calmed down and pulsed his cock a few times. I could feel his heartbeat through his dick. I squeezed his cock to get the last drop out and it was then when I realized I hadn’t peed, I had shot my load, hands free. We both fell on the table and tried to catch our breath. After a minute, Enrique jumped up and left the room. I sat up, but couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I had cum all over the front of me and in my hair. I jumped off the table and cum was running down my leg. I sat on a bench but still couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I tried taking deep breaths through my nose and out of my mouth, but couldn’t normalize my breathing. I may have been hyperventilating. Was I having a heart attack? Do people get heart attacks from fucking? I put my head between my legs and tried to control my breathing. It didn’t seem to help. Enrique came into the room with a bottle of water and left again. Just as panic was setting in, I took a desperate drink of water. The cool water seemed to spread through my body and my vital signs seemed to return to normal as did my breathing. Enrique came back in and apologized that he was dealing with a client. He offered me a shower, which I desperately needed, and another bottle of water, again much needed. Before I left he looked me in the eye and said he had a great time and that we should do it again. I looked at my watch and was astounded to learn we fucked for 3 solid hours without any breaks. I couldn’t wait for the next time. I get off on your comments.

Part two I was too numb with betrayal and exhaustion to react when Sam and Mark entered my motel room. Without a word Mark approached and slapped me hard knocking me off the bed. "I told you to wait at the foot of the bed on the FUCKING floor," he spat at me. "You are almost too dumb to fuck." I stared up at Mark trying to find a trace of the man I once loved in his angry face. "Did you ever love me," I asked genuinely wanting to know. "Yes," Mark answered sounding sincere but then shrugged. "At least I thought I did. Turns out its your money I love. A boy gets used to evenings out and expensive clothes." He brushed an invisible speck off the cashmere sweater I got him for his last birthday. "Don't get me wrong boyfriend, I think I could have loved you had you not been such a drag in the sack. For fucks sake who insists on condoms for two years. Do you even understand how sti's work? I mean you really are quite fuckable. When we first met I thought you looked like Ryan Reynolds but better looking, then I found out what a frigid bitch you were in bed, game over." Mark reached for Sam and gave him a kiss. "Then I met Sam and discovered we had the same problem. His ball and chain was a bigger dried up cunt than you. Sam went five years without wetting his dick in the ole pink." They both laughed and Sam grabbed my arm to haul me up. "Time to get the show on the road," he said roughly pushing my head sideways to examine where I was slapped. "Tsk, tsk," he admonished Mark noting my red skin. "Can't be damaging the merchandise." "Cheer up boyfriend," quipped Mark as he rifled through my wallet helping himself to the cash, "we're going to a party." I suppose I should have paid attention as we drove but I couldn't bring myself to care. We ended up in an unsavory district of warehouses and abandoned buildings. Without knocking we entered one of them. The hallway led us to sort of waiting area and a rat faced man in leather. He face split with an oily smile, "Is this the party favor then," he asked pointedly without a greeting. Mark pushed me forward and the rat faced man proceeded to examine me like stock. "He's a pretty one, too good for this crowd. They'll eat him alive." "Are you saying you don't want him," Marks voice was loud with irritation. "Oh I want him alright but he looks.....reluctant." He reclined putting his feet up on the table never taking his eyes off me. "I don't mind using a bit of, lets say, persuasion but we can't have the party favors putting up a fight every time one these fat slobs or vice ridden perverts wants their turn." Mark pinched my face like a child and gave it a wiggle. "Don't you worry, he will be on his best behavior. Won't you boyfriend. He understands the consequences of refusing. Tell the man you will behave." I only nodded and Mark jabbed me in the back prompting a verbal response. "I'll do what I am told," I said eyes downcast. "Good enough for me," the host said jovially hopping up to open a door. "Hand him over to Peter to get geared up. Come back for your cut when the party is over. Have fun boys," he concluded with a little wave. Peter was an obscenely obese man ludicrously attired in a leather harness and kilt. His piggy eyes sparkled as Sam explained I was one of the nights party favors and needed kitted out. We were left alone and I was glad to be away from the monsters that had turned my life upside down. Peter ordered me to undress while he selected various leather items. His hands fondled and petted every part of my body as he fitted me with harness, cuffs, shackles and collar. My skin went cold and my cock withered as he pulled on it before stuffing it in a jock. "All set," he said admiring his work. I was hoping he was done with me but it was not to be. Peter had one more preparation before the party could start. "You do understand," he pointed out," what is going to happen to you out there. I mean you will be thoroughly fucked for the next few hours." I nodded knowing that would be one of the highlights of the evening. "The question," he asked," is how do you want to start the night, specifically lube or no lube. Those pigs won't even give you the benefit of a little spit. They'll be tearing into your ass right from the start. So can you handle it?" "Can't you provide me with some lubrication," I pleaded dreading a dry fuck as much as anything I could think of. Peter grabbed his crotch. "I've got your natural lube right here, a quick lick and a poke and you'll be set to go. I cum buckets." I couldn't believe he wanted to lube me up with his own cum but what choice did I have. I agreed. Peter laboriously got down on his knees and gestured for me to bend over. I did as instructed and was immediately impaled with his snake like tongue. It was my first sober rim job and I would be lying if I refused to admit how amazing it felt. I sort of melted into Peter as he expertly lubricated my hole with spit. It was over too soon as I was lost in the best I had felt for days. Reality sparked back into my consciousness as Peters cock poked at my asshole. His fat belly rested on my back. Too his credit he went slowly being sure to smear his precum all around my hole before applying pressure. Peter's cock was proportionate to his size and he filled me completely. Grabbing me by the hips he fucked me with deep thrusts that left me gasping for breath. I felt guilty pleasure as he repeatedly scraped my prostate. I was leaking precum by the time he grunted and moaned releasing his load. Without further instructions I was led into the main room. It was scattered with couches mattresses, chairs, a fuck bench and two slings. I wasn't ignorant, I had seen porn before but of course had never been anywhere near such a place. My blood turned cold as I watched another party favor being strapped over the fuck bench. He seemed thrilled to get into position. Who the fuck were these people? I was led to a sling. The leather felt startlingly cold on my bare skin. A masked handler slipped the straps around my ankles and another around my midsection cinching it tightly. As he was finishing Mark approached the sling with a malicious grin on his handsome face. "How ya doin' boyfriend?" he asked without expecting an answer. I refused to look at him. To my surprise he leaned down for a kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth and his stubble sent an involuntary shudder to my loins. Mark's kisses were expert. "I do love to see you in leather," he purred pulling on various straps. He looked me over admiring the scene. "I will be around to witness the gangbang," he viscously tweaked a nipple causing me to buck but of course stayed bound in the leather restraints. "And I will be donating a load or two. I haven't had enough of your ass.....yet." With a slap that sent pain exploding through my temples he walked off. I knew at that moment that no matter the consequences I could not live with Mark as the master of my future and that I would have to take extreme measures. Namely making a phone call to the one person I swore I would never speak to again. But that would have to wait. I had an evening carnality to endure. My dark thoughts were interrupted by a shadow crossing the dim light around me. A face came into view, one I should recognize but could not place. "Hey buddy." He smiled and then I remembered, it was Roger, Mark and Sam's drug dealer. "That Mark is such a prick. If he wasn't such a hot lay I'd tell him to fuck off. Plus he throws a lot of business my way," he trailed off, "so there you go." I examined Roger as he sort of petted and fumbled at me. He was rather plain looking but with a sweet smile and, I could not help but notice, a tight slim body, lightly muscled. My memories of him were confused with the images of him fucking me and my drug enhanced reality of the experience. "Say, this is going to be a long night for you." He looked around covertly. "There could be 40 maybe up to 60 guys here tonight all wanting a piece of the new meat. The more loads you take the more they are going to want a go at your hole." Simon adjusted his crotch. Obviously the thought of my being gangbanged was making him hard. "Its going to be hot as fuck but maybe not so much for you seeing how new you are to the scene. I could help with that." He pulled a syringe from his pocket. "I know you got a raw deal in all this but a shot of this will make your evening go way smoother, hell you might even enjoy it." He waggled the drug filled needle. "I'll even sneak back to top you off later to make sure you are still up in the clouds." He grinned that evil grin of his, it was sexy despite its origin. His hands never quit moving and eventually his fingers found their way to my hole. He slid in. The load I had already taken slicking up his digits. He removed them and took a taste. "I see Peter already had his way with you." I nodded. "I bet he used that old line about no lube in the play area." Again I nodded. Roger laughed, "Peter likes to be first and its not a bad deal, he cums a torrent. So what's it going to be rich boy, you want to fuck in the stars or down here in the gutter?" Again in felt there was no choice but to take him up on his offer. Roger quickly tied my arm and administered the drug. I watched his face as a rapture overtook his features while the liquid mixed with my blood. He loved his work. I was surprised by my the sudden need to cough and an odd metallic taste at the back of my throat. It was quickly surpassed by the euphoria that cascaded through my body. Roger smiled down at me and winked. "See you around stud, I'll be back for some of that well used hole." I was lost in my own hazy world as the drug turned the sensations of being bound in a leather sling to an erotic foreplay of the evenings events. I barely noticed at first as men surrounded me but of course came back to a reality of sorts as a fat cock entered my hole. A big bearded man glared down at me as he savagely skewered me. It felt amazing and I gasped out a thank you to Roger and the man who was fucking me. How had I ever lived without this? In the back of my mind I knew it was the drug making me feel that way but fuck me I had never experienced such intense and pleasurable sex. I begged for more and was not disappointed as top after top helped themselves to my bound ass. Both Mark and Sam made an appearance and Mark was none too pleased when he found me high on drugs and sex begging to be bred. He expected a bruised and broken man enduring the torments of a gangbang but Roger had derailed that plan. Sam happily ate my ass before plugging me with his beer can of a cock. "Damn boy, you really changed your tune. Fuck you are slick." His fucking pace quickened and he quickly added to my load count. Mark on the other hand couldn't get his cock hard enough to have a go. He got off on my pain and that was not happening. Mark stomped off to go watch one of the party favors being flogged on a St. Andrew's cross. There was a lull in the action and Roger approached sliding his rampant cock into my well used hole. "Having fun," he asked gently fucking me. I grinned and nodded. "I knew you would. That's some good shit running through your veins." He gave a look a round before producing another needle, from where I couldn't not tell. He was buck ass naked. "This next round," he explained, "Is going to be rough so I got a little extra something for you." With a deftness that defied belief he injected me again without interrupting his fuck. A gentle moan escaped his lips as he unloaded, flushing my already well lubed hole with his nut. He kissed me then, very tenderly. "You are being a good sport. You and I could have a lot of fun together." And then he was gone. The short interlude made me forget to question his remark about the next round being rough. I did not have long to wait nor did I care when I found out as the new round of pharmaceuticals raged through my system. I was ready. A furry muscle man hefted a duffle bag and dropped it at my feet. From it he pulled black dildos of various sizes. I could see little of the process as my mouth was continually filled with cock. I couldn't get enough and neither could my hole as the muscle man proceeded to work over my hole with silicone cocks. It was a whole new level of sexual awareness as my hole was stretched ever wider to accommodate the girth of the dildos. When the size became more and more difficult they would give me a break that consisted of poppers and real cock. I had no complaints. Sam came by to drop off another load but saw no more of Mark. Roger hovered in the background to swoop in for a quick poke and a kiss. Roger was there when I took my first fist. It was not the muscle man whose huge mitts would have torn me apart. Another man with smaller hands enthusiastically fucked my hole with his fist. I thrashed in my leather bindings trying to buck and grind myself harder on his fist. The man knew what he was doing. My orgasm started to build and build. When I came the crashing crescendo blasted cum out my untouched cock spattering anyone within spitting distance with my jizz. I was spent but the show only spurred the men on to greater fuckery as they cheered each other on to fuck and breed my sloppy cum drenched hole. They lasted longer than I having passed out at some point. Roger woke me up with gentle slaps and proceeded to undo the bindings. I could barely stand as he helped out of the sling. Roger helped me to dress and walked me back into presence of the rat faced man where Mark and Sam also waited. Mark and Sam were paid for my services with a fat roll of bills. Mark looked me over with disgust. As disoriented as I was I let my indifference to his feelings be known. To Roger he said, "Get that slut cleaned up and back to the house. He has to be to work in the morning." I let them depart without comment and Roger steered me out the door behind them. I needed a bath and I had a phone call to make.

Whore 9 – A Continuation “Fuck yeah, whore,” cunt whimpered as my tongue swirled around the ridge of cunt’s soft cock and into the piss slit. “Uhhhhh....” My chin settled on top of the enormous bulge. I continued sucking on the flesh, relishing the taste and feel of his leaking cock in my mouth. I didn’t care it was soft and would never get hard... I needed cock and this was cock. I looked up into his face... This was someone who knew. “That feels so fucking good, whore.” My hands gripping cunt’s strong thighs, I let his spit covered shaft out of my mouth. I moved lower and tongued the smooth skin of his colossal sac, feeling the weight of his enormous balls within. I moaned, realizing they felt natural... just freakishly huge. “Daddy had them specially made. Daddy knows our deepest desires. This was mine.” “Ah man, fucking love it!” I mumbled, continuing to tongue his sac. Grabbing a hold of my arms, he lifted me to my feet and moved to grab our collars. He held out his, the yellow piping prominently showing, and handed it to me while keeping mine in his hand. Simultaneously, we moved closer and placed the collar around the other’s neck and secured it. Then, he led me back to the bed, laid on it and took told of a packed pipe on the side table. He lit it, taking in a deep hit of the white clouds... the red-hot heat of the shards burning an image into my sight. Looking at me, cunt smiled and took another hit. “Fuck please...” “Yeah?” he laughed, taking a third hit and leaning in. “Yeah!” I growled, crawling over him to take in the thick white cloud escaping his full lips. When our lips met, I inhaled and felt the warmth of the chems fill my lungs... the familiar rush began to run through me. “More...” I begged, trying to suck the remaining whisps escaping his lungs. He nodded, placed the pipe to my lips and lit the torch. My lips tightly gripped the stem and inhaled deeply. Holding it, I looked at cunt. “Whore... chem whore...” he smiled. I nodded, exhaled and moved to take the pipe from his hands. I hit it again and again. My body was on fire, the chems running through my body producing a horned rush in my cunt and I quickly moved between his legs and returned to exploring his sac with my tongue. “You fucking love my sac, huh?” he said, gripping my head with his strong thighs. Nodding, my tongue moved under his sac and worked its way to his pierced taint where I met the edges of his protruding cunt lips. He shivered as my tongue flicked around the cratered mass of muscled ridges. I moved in... kissing and lapping at the gaped cunt, wanting to explore every inch of it. “Mutherfucker... Fucking eat me!” he grunted, lifting his legs onto my shoulders and pulling me in. My face buried in his cunt, I began tongue fucking him while my fingers began to stretch his dripping cunt wide open... I dug in. That's when I felt it... the walls of his cunt began to quiver. “DEEPER!” he yelled... his head thrashing side to side as his body convulsed and I shoved my face as far as I could into him. The feeling of his anal orgasm against my face was incredible! His thighs closed and held me tight. I could feel his spasming cunt lips sliding against my skin as it tried to pull me in. Finally, his body relaxed and he released my head and slipped off my shoulders. “You taste so fucking good.” I sighed, watching his cunt juices leaking and puddling down on the rubber sheet. “Yeah?” he teased me, releasing his rosebud. “Yeah,” I growled, spreading his legs as I scooped the puddle with my tongue and covered the slick folds of his prolapsed cunt with it. “Fucking sick fuck!” he laughed as it ascended back into his body and we settled into the bed in each other’s arms. After a bit, I felt him wriggle out of my arms, crawl on top of me and lean in for a deep kiss, our sweat slicked bodies moving against each other. He moved down my neck, his tongue trailing my tribal tatts toward my ringed tits... biting and teasing them. My low grunts urged him on. “Fuck yeah! Harder!” His hands roamed over my pecs and worked their way lower as his tongue followed... lapping at my hard abs and then to my smooth crotch. His hands held the nub of my caged cock and he looked up. “Do you miss it?” “Fuck no... What about you?” I asked, grabbing his soft impotent cock. “MMMM, no....” he moaned and slipped two fingers inside me, “cunt.” “Definitely... cunt.” I growled, closing my cunt lips around his fingers and felt the slow burn of a shard being inserted. His fingers still inside me, he began slow, steady licks of my thigh and down to my sac. “Do it,” I whispered, “do it.” “Do what?” he asked, his tongue slipping past my taint and teasing my puffed cunt lips. “Fucking eat my cunt.... feed on me.” I released his fingers, spreading my legs to give him access. Happy to oblige, cunt flicked the tip of his tongue over the swollen edges of my cunt and bit down. “MMMMMM... not too bad. They’re gonna be beautiful when I’m done with them.” “SHIT YEAH!” I moaned as the shard filled my cunt with hunger, “PLEASE...” His probing tongue stiffened and pressed through my cunt lips and began to feed. “Goddamn fucker!” Squirming, cunt’s thick tongue worked its way around the walls of my cunt and lapped at the flow of cunt juices now flowing out of me. The feeding went on for what felt like hours as my breath was filled with expletives. I begged him to continue. Every movement of his tongue caused me to tremble in tortured pleasure until I finally begged to be released. The thrusting tongue began to work my cunt and I felt an enormous burst of heat inside me... my cunt exploded, sending shockwaves throughout my body and I fell back in exhaustion. Moving up next to me, he slipped his hand over my cunt and playfully fingered me. “Good huh?” “Ah fuck!” was all I could say and I grabbed his face and kissed him. “Let’s get geared up, whore.” he said, walking to our gear and gathering it up. Taking my harness, he placed it over my shoulders and across my pecs, buckling it tightly before dropping to his knees. Reaching to the side, he grabbed a pair of ankle restraints and secured them... then grabbed my jockstrap and presented it. I stepped into it and he rose, pulling the waistband over my cage. “One more touch...” he said, showing me a pair of wrist restraints. I nodded and held out my wrists, feeling the tight leather around them. “Sexy, muther...” he growled, watching me as he geared himself to mirror me... kelly-green reflecting back yellow... “One more hit?” I begged, the craving hitting me... yeah begged... I needed it. “Fucking chemmed up whore,” he chuckled, grabbing a rig... “I’ve got something better.” “GGGGGRRRRRRR!” I growled and offered up my arm. Grabbing a rubber strap, he tightly wrapped it around my bicep and found a prominent vein, ready to be slammed. “Fucker...” cunt moaned and licked it, placing the needle into me and pulled back the plunger. “Register...” I murmured... watching the red swirl fill the syringe. The plunger went in and I ceased to be anything but my cunt at that moment. The hunger for cock filled me. “Cock!” I pleaded to cunt, wanting to be filled. Holding his useless cock, he laughed at me... “Fucking not gonna happen, whore.... But there is something...” “Please!” I begged as he held his arm up... his own slam complete. My cunt began to throb as I watched those hard glutes walk to the shelved wall. Turning around, he held out a huge blue double-ended dildo that had to be over 7 inches in circumference. “Will this do?” Moaning, I lifted my ass to expose my now pulsing cunt lips. Keeping his eyes on me, he grabbed for lube, his hands moving directly to one of the tubs with a black “X” marked prominently on it. “In for a penny...” he chuckled. Returning to the bed, he held out the tub... I opened it and watched him scoop a large amount, slather the monster cock and place it against my cunt lips. Instinctively, my eyes closed and I pushed forward to accept the invader... my cunt lips expanding over the shaft and taking it in. “More!” I pleaded, feeling the combination of the chemmed lube and expansion. The shaft continued in... stretching me and filling the need in me. “Open your eyes, whore.” “FUUUUCK!” I growled, watching him place the other end at his cunt and slide it inside him in one long heaving motion. Our eyes locked... and we both began to move towards each other. “That’s it... take it...” he encouraged me. “OH GOD!” I howled, pushing through the pain and taking more. At some point, I couldn’t take anymore.... and I cried out, not wanting to give up. “It’s ok, whore... there’ll be time for that.” cunt reassured me and slammed himself until our cunt lips met. We remained like that for a bit... on our backs... our legs entwined and cunt lips connected until I felt his cunt lips begin to pulse against mine. That did it! I raised my hips into the air, slammed myself against him and began to plunge myself on the dildo. Not to be outdone, cunt rammed himself to meet my cunt lips, sending jolts of pleasure over my prostate. Finally, we found our rhythm and the dungeon was filled with our grunts and groans as we fucked ourselves on the monster cock. On and on our fucking continued until a deep voice bellowed out. “Fucking pair of cunts!” Surprised, I fell out of sync with cunt and the dildo slipped out of my cunt. Turning to the strange voice, I took in the tall silver-haired stranger booted in tight leather chaps, his thick cock surrounded by a massive cock ring. Tribal tats flowed up and down his arms onto his back and torso. His thick tit rings shone against his silver dusted rock-hard abs and pecs. Staring at me, “Stand, whore...” he ordered. I looked to cunt... he nodded, removing the dildo from his cunt and I stood face-to-face with this man. “You’re a tall one, aren’t ya,” he smirked, turning me around to inspect me. His rough hands roamed my body and I kept looking to cunt. “What?” he asked, seeing the surprised look in my eyes. “Tell him!” he snapped at cunt. “That’s your first customer, whore. That’s Eric.” Gasping, I looked at the cunt, trying to wrap my mind around what he just said. “He’ll do,” Eric said, throwing a large clear bag of crystals at cunt. Quickly, cunt fell to knees, grabbed the bag and placed it in his stretched-out pouch. He nodded and crawled out of the dungeon. On reaching the door, Eric yelled out to cunt. “I’ll send for you when I’m ready.” He nodded and exited. Turning to me, Eric turned me around and felt my sloppy cunt. “You’ve been a busy whore.” he whispered in my ear. “Now it’s time for you to pay for that product.”

Here's the thing. It's possible to have discussions about an illegal activity without becoming involved in illegal activity. Otherwise, it would be impossible for law enforcement, psychologists, journalists, and so forth to ever discuss the real world. I don't purport to speak for the site owner or moderator here. But here's my understanding of how it works. Underage: You can't be on here if you're underaged. Period. You can talk in general terms about experiences you may have had while underage, as long as they're not being eroticized. In other words, it's okay to say "My first time was at 14"; it's not okay to write up a porn-worthy paragraph about all the sex you were having at 14. You certainly can't post seeking underaged persons (for sex or otherwise). Rape: You can discuss your own experiences with being raped. You can debate whether particular behavior, clinically described, would count as rape. You can post erotic fiction that involves rape or pseudo-rape circumstances. You CANNOT advocate for actual rape. What to do about it: If you see posts that violate these rules, you should report them (the moderators will review and decide; they can remove posts, sanction the poster, or even if it's justified, remove them from the forum entirely. You also have the ability to "ignore" any member who posts material you don't like, so that you don't have to read his writing. And you don't have to open any topic you feel might upset you. But bottom line, if you keep "stumbling" onto stuff that offends you that seems to pass muster with the moderators, maybe this site isn't for you.

Randomly opened bbrt this morning and immediately got a message from a Middle eastern bear my age visiting LV. We exchanged numbers and texted for a while hitting it off, and I headed out to his hotel around noon. Met in the lobby, walked around a bit and went up to his room. Door closed and we immediately started kissing and getting naked. He pushed me on the bed and started sucking my balls and dick, eating my ass. Fucking loved it. I prematurely shot my load but he used it to to fuck me. Felt so good having this thick guy pound me senseless. After he loaded me up I cleaned up his dick and it was my turn to fuck. His hole fit like a glove. He was a fucking loud moaner. We made out some more, ass play, cuddled a bit, he loved licking and sniffing my armpit and sweaty crotch. Both took a shower finished the hookup with some WS. Might keep in touch with this one!

I AM A SEX MACHINE! Well sorta, not to brag (I am going to brag). I woke up ready to get me some dick. Did not jerk off wanting to save the load for a deserving man. So I hit the apps, I am shit on the apps, can't seem to get laid to save my life. Finally a guy hits me up wanting to do a group thing. Count me in! Of course I am the only one who shows up. To be expected and also not a big deal cuz the host was hot; stocky, hairy chest and legs, very eatable ass. I was hoping for some flip fucking but didn't really happen. He shot his load about 90 seconds after I mounted him. He let me keep fucking though and I loaded up his hole for him. He was a great kisser so that kept me going and fifteen minutes later I buttered up his ass with a second load of baby batter. He kept on kissing and jerking and ten minutes later I am hard again. I can't stop eating his ass and that makes me want to fuck it even more. My jizz tastes great and its even better served up in a cumdumps well fucked hole. I deliver load number three after another fifteen minutes. That was less than four hours ago and I am hard again writing about it. This guy is definitely going to get bred by me again although I am going to have to insist I get his nut in my ass.

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Been spending some time on the dark side guys, here are the results. I was not sure which category to put this in, does it matter? Enjoy. I really loved my boyfriend Mark. He was smart, funny, handsome and as it turned out a dirty, double crossing, back stabbing, fornicator. Do I sound bitter? I left work early one fateful Wednesday due to the onset of a sick headache. I get them from time to time and the best thing for me to do is have a lie down in a dark room until it eases up. Very distracted and I let myself in the back door of our house, dropped off my bag and keys and headed for the bedroom. An odd sound stopped me in my tracks. Mark should be at work so what was that sound coming from the living room. Well I will tell you what it was. It was Mark getting his ass drilled by our neighbor Sam. Sam was in his late fifties, balding, somewhat over weight and married. A grandfather for Christs sake. I never had a sexual thought about him, didn't occur to me Mark would. But there they were on our new couch, ass up, legs spread, Sam deep dicking Mark, apparently, to both their delights. I was in shock, speechless really. And I found a cure for a sick headache, just walk in on the love of your life being shagged by your adulterous neighbor. I stood there frozen and mute as I watched Sam's hairy ass clench and unclench as he rammed his cock ever harder into my boyfriends eager hole. Mark was very vocal, urging Sam to fuck him hard, breed his hole, GIMMEE THAT RAW COCK, he practically screamed. What?! They weren't even using protection. Mark and I had been together for two years and we still always used protection. WTF. Sam bent down to snog with Mark giving me an even better view of his fur lined ass crack. The guy was one hairy s.o.b. Mark wrapped his legs around Sam's back ensuring his fuckers cock would stay firmly ensconced in his needy hole. My needy hole damnit! I ran to the bedroom, hastily packed two bags and marched out of the house. They never even heard me, just kept right on with the buggery and the cheatery while my heart broke into a thousand pieces. I drove to a nearby hotel and checked in for a long stay. The first thing I did in my room was to block Mark's number on my phone. And then I called in sick for the next three days so Mark couldn't try to reach me at work. Three days wallowing in your own misery is both exhausting and boring. By Saturday night I needed distraction and to get out of my room. In a rum induced spurt of optimism I decided to go out and pick up a guy for nsa sex. Why not, I was a free man now. I even cleaned out thinking I might just decide to get fucked. My toiletry bag still had condoms in it so I grabbed a couple and headed for the nearest bar. So I guess I had a little more rum than I thought because I didn't even bother to find a gay bar. How I thought I was going to pick up a guy in a straight bar is beyond me. I get a beer, find a seat and look around. Breeders everywhere. What an idiot!!! I'm a social retard as it is in queer bars, around the straights I feel positively alien. I tell myself I will just drink my beer and leave. Then Christ on a cracker I spot Sam. He sees me too and a curious look flits momentarily over his features. I look away pretending I did not see him. Doesn't work. He makes his way over to me and stands there until I deign to look at him. "We need to talk," he says over the din of the bar babble. I don't know what to say to that so I don't say anything. "Your boyfriend is worried about you," he offers. Sam is standing too close. I can smell his aftershave. He is very tan and his shirt is wide open exposing his hirsute chest. All I can think is that I did not know Mark liked his men so hairy. I remained silent. Finally Sam begs me to listen to what he has to say. He returns to the bar to get us both drinks. While he waits I watch him make a quick phone call. I feel like an ass for letting him get me another beer, for bothering to hear what he has to say, for wanting to hear what he has to say. I want to hear how miserable Mark is, how contrite Sam is. I want them both groveling at my feet begging for forgiveness. Sam returns with my beer. I don't want to drink it but he insists I have a pull before he starts. Of course once I start I can't stop. I am like a siphon. He's talking but he is not really saying much. For fuck's sake why is he talking about the weather and the price of beer and why is he talking in slow motion and why is the world getting fuzzy. I felt Sam put his arm around me and begin to walk me out of the bar. He's strong and even with the extra weight his muscles are hard. I am enveloped in the smell of him. My feet did not seem to want to work. And then nothing. I woke up in my hotel room with a rotten head, sandpaper tongue and a full body ache. It took a long time for the world to come into focus and for me to understand where I was. Looking around I thought the room looked rather messy. There were some beer bottles scattered around. The bed covers were wadded up in a corner and there was some miscellaneous debris littering the floor. Then I felt it when I tried to roll over. There was something stuck up my ass. Whatever it was it was not small. What the hell did I do last night? I couldn't remember. I remembered showering to go out to the bar, walking to the bar and running into someone, maybe. My first attempt to stand up did not go well, nor the second. I managed to scrape myself off the floor and stagger into the bathroom to get a look at what was up my ass. It was a butt plug. Took me a minute to figure it out having zero personal experience with the item. Once I decided what it was it needed to be removed but holy hell it was so goddamn bulbous it wasn't going to just slip on out of my hole. I squatted in front of the sink and began the process. Relax, gentle pressure, push. It felt like I was giving birth. In the end I had to grit my teeth with the pain and rip the damn thing out like I was pulling teeth. Pain, lots of pain and an enormous gush of something running down my leg. What in the hell? My ass lips spasmed and farted letting loose a last gush before my hole settled down into a numbed stupor. That's when the smell hit me. Cum. The butt plug was holding in a tidal wave of cum. How could that be? I was a careful partner. I always used protection. No man had ever had his bare cock in my ass much less dropped a load but there I was standing in a pool of sperm that had leaked from my hole. Dazed and confused I cleaned myself off with a wet washcloth being careful of my tender asshole and then collapsed back on the bed. It took me a minute lying there to realize how damp the sheet was. I ran my hand over it encountering what were obviously slicks of jizz. The bed was one big sponge of sweat and spit and sperm. A whole lot of fucking had taken place on that bed. I tried closing my eyes and wishing it all away as a bad dream. No luck. When I opened my eyes the first thing that came into focus was a note taped to the mirror. My first instinct was to throw it away without looking at it, not give whoever had done this to me the satisfaction of playing their game. I recognized the handwriting though. It was Mark's. I had to read it. The statement was short. "Check out the new video on your phone. By the way don't try to make any trouble over this. You will regret it." I sat on the back on the bed for a long time unable to make myself pick up the phone. Teary eyed I stared down at my feet and spotted a half full bottle of tequila. I detest the stuff but I needed some courage. I downed as much as I could stomach, flopped across the bed and watched the video. The first bit was Mark cursing as he tried to set up the camera so it was pointed at the bed. It kept slipping and falling over. I almost laughed but sobered up seeing my unconscious self snoozing away next to a naked Sam. Sam was running his hands over my body, pinching nipples, pulling on my flaccid cock. Then Mark hopped on the bed and Sam turned his amorous attentions to my boyfriend. The next several painful minutes were them two making out as they rolled about next to me, jostling my body and at one point almost pushing me off the bed. That brought me back to their attention. Sam turned my head towards them and proceeded to explore my mouth with his tongue while Mark went south to suck Sam's cock. The tequila rose in my throat. I wanted to throw the phone across the room and get the hell out of there but I had to know what exactly had happened to me. When my attention returned to the screen Sam had gotten up on his knees and was feeding me his cock. My right cheek bulged out with every thrust of his fat rod. He really did have a jaw breaker of a prick. "He can't suck cock for shit," Sam quipped as he continued to rape my face, forcing his cock ever deeper down my throat. The sound of Mark's giggle was daggers to my heart. Mark reclined at the foot of the bed with his back to the camera. Pretending to examine his nails he snorted, "I know, more teeth than lip." Sam finally wedged his meat balls deep, one hand was around my throat the other pinched my nose. It was obvious there was no oxygen getting to my lungs and yet my body lay as still as stone. "God, he is really out," Mark exclaimed as loomed over me to examine my reaction. I watched in horror as the seconds then minutes ticked by while Sam continued to grind his crotch into my face. When he finally released me my lungs inflated with a wheeze and drool spilled over my lip onto the sheet. "You are an evil dog," Mark laughed as he enthusiastically kissed Sam over my comatose form. Sam grinned, "Yup and I think its time to introduce our friend here to the devil." Mark hopped off the bed. He came back into view with a small ice chest, the one that sat in our pantry on the top shelf. From it he pulled a thermos, waving it in front of the camera like a magician with a trick. Opening the thermos he produced a long cylindrical ice cube like the kind you make for water bottles. He waved it about then put it to his lips for a kiss and a lick. "This, boyfriend, is what is called a devil's dick." He held it close up to the camera so I could see its slick frozen milkiness. "Sam made it for me, well Sam and some of his closest friends." He turned to Sam and blew him a kiss. "In case you still don't understand, it's cum, frozen sperm. Lot's and lot's of fucks and wanks to make this lovely specimen and I am gifting it to you." He pointed at the camera with the devil dick, held his gaze for a long moment then went to stand by my side. I could not hear what he said next but it was obviously instructions for Sam to roll me over. Without a word or warning Mark pushed the semen dildo into my ass. The tequila boiled out of my throat and I retched painfully over the side of the bed. Abandoning the phone I staggered into the bathroom to rinse my mouth. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. By the time I sat back down on the bed and picked up my phone the scene had changed. Mark was filming now as Sam fingered my ass, slicking up my hole as the devil dick melted its fiendish contents into my guts. "Go on Sam," Mark urged, "have a taste, I know how bad you want to." Without hesitation Sam dove in roughly pulling my cheeks apart to give him better access to my cum slimed hole. I had always refused to let Mark try that and now I was getting royally reamed by my neighbor. Sam licked and sucked and rubbed his stubbled cheeks against my ass crack with a faint sound like Velcro being torn apart. The moment was interrupted by a curt knock at the door. With a smart slap to my ass Sam got up to let in the guest. A rangy character of moderate height came into view. He had rather greasy looking shoulder length hair and an unremarkable face except when he smiled and revealed a gold tooth. The men greeted each other with happy tidings and longish tonguey kisses then their attention turned to me. "Roger, meet my boyfriend. Boyfriend this is Roger." Roger approached me, pulled up my one exposed eyelid then slapped me hard. "Shit, this motherfucker is out for the count." He turned to Sam. "What the fuck did you give him." "Just a couple of those little white pills you gave me last month." "Well shit", Roger started to run his hands over me ending his exploration at my hole, " you only needed one. He'll be dead to the world all night." "So," Sam harumphed plopping himself back on the bed and pushing Roger's hand away idly fingering me again. "His hole is still tight, fuckable and according to Mark practically virginal." An evil grin cracked Roger's face in half. "Yeah but it's more fun to have a little life in them. Don't worry I got you covered." Roger retrieved a small black toiletry bag. From it he removed three syringes. "This one," he held out the first, "will bring him back to life while leaving the fight out him." He held out the second, "this one will calm him down and make him horny as fuck if he comes back to life more than we like." "And the third," Mark questioned eagerly. "This is Trimix. He'll be more fun to play with if he's hard. I might want to take him for a ride." Even wider evil grin. "Brilliant," Mark exclaimed slapping Roger on the back. "He really does have a beautiful cock. It would be a shame to leave all sad and droopy while we have our fun." Despite the ever deepening horror of the situation my heart swelled to hear Mark say I had a beautiful cock. He never said that to me. Without further ado Roger flipped me over, pierced my cock with the syringe needle and depressed the plunger. Roger ordered Sam to rub my meat vigorously while the drugged worked its magic. I watched in fascination as my dick began to swell and harden. When it was all said and done I swear my cock looked a size bigger. It was rock hard and throbbing with the need for attention. My real life cock vibrated in commiseration with its video twin. Sam swooped in to have a taste then offered the spit slick knob to Roger. He accepted and downed me to the root with little trouble. Again there was a knock at the door. Roger released my cock long enough to mention it was his friends Rafik and Simon. "They'll be wanting a quick pump and dump," he said nonchalantly before returning to slobbering on my hard-on. As naive as I am I knew well enough what a pump and dump was but I was still in denial not believing Mark would let something like that happen to me. Clearly I was an idiot. In walked two young thuggish looking specimens decked out in grimy jeans and hoodies. Getting a better look they were obviously flying higher than the Goodyear Blimp. Simon was a ginger with a close cropped beard, an attempt to cover a severely acne scarred face. Rafik was some flavor of black with dreads and what turned out to be a majorly hooked dick. He had to fuck me sideways but I am getting ahead of the story. Introductions were made as Mark passed around beer and booze explaining the situation although it was obvious even to such drug addled minds as the two newcomers possessed. Sam interrupted the chatter and laughter (Mark was talking about the devil's dick) to explain that Mark had first dibs on my hole for actual fucking and breeding as he was the long standing and suffering boyfriend who had to put up with two years of boring sex .Mark just nodded. That really deflated me. I had no idea he was unhappy with our sex life. Simon hopped up on the bed and slapped my face with his cock. "Alright then get this bitch fucked and loaded." He pried open my jaws and pushed his leaky cock in. In the corner of the screen I saw that Rafik had a camera out and was filming his buddy. "I need to empty my sack into this fine piece of ass." He stooped to slide a finger inside me. Sam took charge ordering them to place me in the center of the bed. Pillows and bed covers went flying. I was pulled roughly into the middle of the bed then the boys took turns fingering and eating my hole. Everyone agreed my ass was prime meat. I did not know how to feel about it. I was about to be raped after having already been drugged but they were so excited and appreciative of my attributes it was hard not to be at least a little proud. And then the deed was done. Mark maneuvered himself on top and without a bit of a tease rammed his considerable endowment balls deep in my hole. Even in my drugged stupor a moan escaped my lips. Sam had the camera by now and closed in on my face. Mark was whispering in my ear. "I have waited so long for this." Our heads rocked with the motion of his fucking. "You tortured me and now its my turn to fuck and breed your hole. You feel so good baby, all that delicious cum lubing your hole. I wish you were awake to enjoy this." "I got ya covered man," Roger brought over the second syringe. Mark stilled his thrusting long enough for a vein to be found and my blood to be laced with more drugs. It was fast working. A couple sharp slaps to my face I was awake albeit still rather dopey. Mark resumed his fucking. "Hey stud," he cooed, "welcome back to the world. How are you feeling?" I could read the confusion on my face. "I don't know," I said, then, " I am kind of thirsty." For some reason that made them all laugh. "Hear ya go buddy." Simon stepped up to the bed waving his cock. "I gotta piss." Mark maneuvered me over to take Simon's cock in my mouth. I was ordered to suck Simon like a straw and down every drop. Like a trooper I did as ordered. Roger asked what kind of chem piss Simon was topping me off with. Simon shrugged, "oh you know, a sort of pharmacological mulligan stew. We've been at it for two days." Rafik and Simon high fived like a couple idiot jocks and in the process knocking his still pissing cock out of my mouth and soaking my hair with urine. Everybody laughed and Mark licked the beads of piss off my face. Marked informed the group he did not want to cum yet. He wanted everyone to fuck me first but no cumming. Sam handed the camera to Mark and flipped me over. He draped my legs over his shoulders before placing his cock at my hole. "Beg for my cock you frigid little shit," he demanded. In a timid voice I asked him to fuck me. Whatever was in that piss was working its way through my system making me as pliable as silly putty. "Say it like you mean it," Sam barked. I was too far gone to be frightened but I did manage a reasonably sincere request that he fill my hole with his hard-on. "You got it baby," and he rammed his cock into me. My eyes rolled back in my head and a moan escaped my lips. Could it be true? It looked like I was actually enjoying being fucked by that hairy rapist. The next twenty minutes of filming was terrible porn while the camera was passed around as they all took their turn barebacking my hole. Each one positioning me as predilection dictated and like I said Rafik skewered me sideways as his hooked prick only allowed. They drank and smoked and laughed all the while the far off look in my eyes proved I had only an inkling of what was happening to me. Mark's turn came around and he announced it was time to breed my hole. He had me on my back. "I want to look you in the eye," he growled into my face, "when I gift you with my special seed." I cringed at the idiot look on my face and how I thanked him. Mark informed me that all of them would be impregnating me. "You should feel grateful," he said tenderly stroking my face even as his cock bottomed out in my abused hole. The tremendous fucking that followed had my real time dick chubbing up. Mark ploughed me passionately and roared as he came filling my guts with jizz and forever altering my future. Sam was next and barely managed a few thrusts before cumming. Simon did not make it to my ass, at least for his first load, spewing his load on my face and then taking the time to push the gelatinous mass into my mouth. Rafik took the longest to unload. Someone held the camera close and I was treated to long minutes of his hairless hole clenching and unclenching while he fucked. When at last he extracted his cock from my innermost recesses there was a disgusting sucking noise and a fat glob of cum belched from my hole and slid down my balls. The camera was set in place. I lay there in a sweaty cum soaked stupor while my tormenters rehydrated with liquor and smoked their drugs of choice. Mark asked Sam how the ad was faring. Sam picked up his phone and after a moment responded. "Looking good. The fuckers are lining up and the first should be here any minute." A moment later the door opened and and a tall, older black man came into view. He asked which one of us was the cumdump and hauled out his cock. Without a word Simon and Sam unceremoniously flipped me over. Simon held my hands while Sam roughly pulled my legs apart. It all seemed unnecessary as I never uttered a grunt of protest. This was the first of several fucks courtesy of the internet. The man pushed himself into me and complimented the men at the slickness of my cum lubed hole. The next sodomite was a shadow of a man, his gaunt frame and hollow cheeks telling the story of his life. I watched in horror as he mounted me. It was like watching a train wreck. I couldn't take my eyes off him as he bottomed out in my hole. His rigor mortis like grin punching me in my soul. For a moment my eyes lost focus as I teetered and then I saw it. The camera zeroed in on the tattoo above his crotch, a biohazard sign. No. That can't be. What was happening. The man looked like death warmed over but he could still fuck. His stringy muscles had strength and I watched in fascination at the network of veins crisscrossing his body. I could hear Mark talking about his dick of death and it truly was a monumental piece of anatomy. It appeared and disappeared into my body, the slick rod looked like marble. I watched it spit its poison for a brief moment before it plunged back in releasing the rest of its load deep inside. My cock of course was still rock hard and I moaned when he used the escaped cum glob to lube me up and stroke. I didn't even flinch as he leaned in for a long lingering kiss. "If that doesn't take," he whispered, "I'll be breeding you again before the party is over." My cock had gone as limp as my hand and the phone dropped to the bed. I lay there staring at the note still taped to the mirror. I couldn't see the video but I could hear the sounds of fucking and laughing. Sam had started to call out the loads as I was fucked and filled by strangers. "Eleven, fifteen, twenty-two...." And then my voice. I was coming to my senses, yelling and trying to get off the bed. Two brutes I had not seen before were holding me down while Simon injected me with the last syringe. A moment later you could see my eyes glaze over and all the fight went out of me. One of the brutes poked me in the ribs and I giggled. "Time for round two," a voice in the background chimed. I was calm now and the hairy bear that had been holding me down savagely skewered me with his fat uncut cock. I moaned as he fucked, sweat beading on both our bodies. Mark whispered something into the bears ear. He shifted position so Mark could maneuver himself into a double penetration. I watched in horror and my hole stretched to accommodate two cocks. The bear stayed in place as each man took a turn with the DP. Where did they all come from? The bear leaned in for a kiss. Then Sam appeared revealing to the camera a mouth full of cum. He playfully pushed the frothy mass between his lips before leaning down and snowballing it into my mouth. The bear greedily resumed his kissing sloppily tongueing the load load between us. I gagged and dry heaved. There was nothing left to bring up. The rest of the video was a blur of cock and cum. Men came and left. I barely watched, just more of the same. The marathon fuck session ended with Simon riding my cock. I moaned and twitched as the man encouraged me to cum, fill his ass. I was fascinated by the look on my face. The pleasure that was clearly written there as my nuts released their seed into the drug dealer. My first bareback load as a top. At least I thought I was done. Bio tat guy was back. Sam and Mark pinned my legs back as the man resumed his fucking. His stringy hair was matted and damp. He looked exhausted. "Gotta say boys," he bragged, "I fucked a lot of ass tonight but this one here has got them all beat." "How do you like that stud?" He leaned in. "Your hole is plenty slick enough but I have enough ass juice on my cock from all those slut bottoms to lube you up good. Hey," he called out, "how many loads does this piece of shit have in him?" Mike and Sam grinned replying at the same time, "Thirty-two". And then one of them produced a marker handing it over. My fucker wrote CUMDUMP in big letters across my chest and the number thirty-three below it. Tossing the marker aside he thrust harder and harder before bellowing, "God dam!" My last load of the evening. "If that doesn't take," he joked, "I'll retire in shame." Laughter all around. Mark produced the massive butt plug and worked it into my red and puffy hole. As dazed and confused as I was at that moment what came next was still a shock. Dutifully I began to clean the room, straightened the bed, showered and douched keeping careful watch on the time. You see I was given strict and explicit instructions on what to do. There was to be a penalty if I did not comply. Were I to deviate in any way certain portions of the video would be sent to my family, friends and place of employment. Of course Mark would know who to provide elicit evidence of my debauchery. Precisely at 8pm I was sitting quietly on the end of the bed as Sam and Mark entered the room.

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.

Adam was considering what his hot soon-to-be lover was explaining, and found himself conflicted. "You see, the important thing is that you don't bleed when I fuck you," Joey explained. "So, I'll only put in the tip and then maybe another inch so that I don't draw blood. Then, I can fuck you raw, and you'll be fine." "I guess that's fine," Adam replied. Adam wanted Joey's cock. There really wasn't any denying it. But, Adam was terrified by the prospect of taking Joey's beautiful thick poz cock up his hole. Joey repositioned Adam so that he was stomach down; and then lubed his dick with the KY jelly he brought over. Joey applied some lube to Adam's hairless hole and massaged it in with one finger, and then two. "Here it comes," Joey declared, and then slowly forced in his thick mushroom tip into slim Joey's hole. "Oh shit!" Adam exclaimed, not expecting the pain to be as sharp. "Remember don't go deep," he urged. Joey smiled devilishly to himself and slowly, with determined pressure, slid the first four of his eight inches into Adam. "Ahhh!" Adam cried, "Just an inch okay?!?" Joey pretended to be compassionate "of course. I only have one inch inside you at the most. You must not have bottomed in a while. You're so tight." Adam's mind was racing and he thought to himself "Damn, I want him to fuck me, but i can't get pozzed" while his cock stiffened and he got used to the thick cock invading his hole. In just a few moments, Joey was building up his speed and shoving his first four inches in and out of Adam's hole. Adam soon forgot about the poz cock up his ass as waves of pleasure enveloped him, "Oh, damn, that feels good" Adam managed to say while gasping between breaths. "How about just one more inch?" Joey offered. Adam was overwhelmed by the intense sensations his burning hole was feeling and only was able to softly say "yeah, okay a little more." Joey took advantage of his lover in ecstasy and shoved the remaining four inches deep into Adam's hole and picked up his pace. Adam realized he was getting fucked hard and wondered how much of this thick poz cock was inside him, but he was too turned on to say a word. Joey knew he owned Adam now. He slam-fucked Adam with forceful jabs, taking his cock all the way out; and drilling it all the way back into Adam many times over. Joey tested Adam "You want more cock don't you?" Adam was out of control, "Fuck yeah! Give it to me! Pound me hard!" Joey obliged and aggressively drove his thick cock all the way in and out while Adam moaned and howled with each punishing thrust. Both of them were getting close to cumming when Joey announced "I'm going to cum in your ass. Get ready." Adam was too aroused and distracted by the pleasure and pain his ass was feeling to comprehend the enormity of what Joey was announcing. He surrendered himself to the whims of Joey. "Pozzing your ass NOW!!" Joey proclaimed while he unloaded a seven day load deep into Adam's wanting hole. Adam instantly came once he felt the jizz entering his hole. Too excited to pull away, he collapsed as he felt Joey's cock pulsating as it emptied inside his ass. Moments later, Adam came to his senses "Wait...I thought we said you weren't going to come in me." Joey quickly began to put on his clothing. "Oh, don't worry. I barely penetrated you. You'll be fine." Adam lay in bed confused, trying to make sense of what happened, while Joey quickly made his exit.

He was a 18 year old virgin. I was a OTR trucker for 18 years and a member of several gay apps. One day I was on a back road and got a text from a young black boy wanting to chat. We chatted for awhile and he explained he was a virgin living in a tiny town I was passing through. During our chat he said he was 17 and wanted to be fucked and lose his virginity. I told him I could help but had to wait till he was 18. His birth day was a month away and he was still in high school. We chatted off and on over the month and he kept sending me nude pics. A few days after his birthday I was passing his tiny one store town in the middle of the night. He begged me to stop. He would sneak out of his moms house and meet me at the small store. At about midnight I heard a knock on my door. Pulling back the curtain I saw a you man standing there in a t shirts and gym shorts. I let him in and closed the curtain. He was very hot and sexy. Wile standing by the bunk I pulled him in close and we kissed passionately pushing my tongue in his mouth. He began to tremble as I pulled his shirt over his head. I pinched and sucked his nipples making the hard as a rock. So far not a word was spoke as I set on edge of my bed. I looked into his eyes and asked if he was ready to shed his virginity to a dirty old man. He begged me to fuck him. I ran hand over his crotch filling his hard 8 inch cock under his shorts. He shuttered at my touch. I lowered his shorts to find he was not wearing underwear and his cock flopped out pointing straight out. It was very sexy and I couldn't stuff it down my throat fast enough.. God I thought I was in heaven having a 18 year old virgin begging to be used. I made him undress me slowly. Making sure he explored every inch of my body. I laud him on my bed then I laid on top using my full weight to pin him down and I forced my tongue in his mouth. He was panting so hard I thought he might cum. I couldn't have that cum go to waist so I licked my way to his cock and slid it into my mouth. With a few strokes I could tell by his gyrating he was about to cum. Soon he was exploding in my mouth. His load was very sweet and I gulped it down with delight. He played there panting as I stroked his cock. I told him we were far from done as I rolled over on top again and forced my cock in his mouth. Your my dirty little cum bitch and I'm gonna fuck your mouth. I then thrust my cock all the way in balls deep making him gag. He tried to get away from my cock but I squeezed my legs around his head holding him there. Not giving him a break I fuck his mouth hard deep and fast till I exploded and without missing a beat he swallowed every drop. We played there a bit regaining our strength as I stroked his cock till it was hard again. I to was rock hard and we rubbed cocks as we kissed. I told him we were gonna fuck and breed BB. This excited him as he was trembling at my touch. I told him he was to fuck me first as I was saving him for last. His 8 inch cock looked so hot I needed I side me badly. I had him get behind me and rub his cock around my ass .. I told him he was to plunge his cock in hard fast and deep in one thrust. The sharp pain was awesome as he pushed into me. He then fucked me slow and deep filling his balls slapping my ass. It was so hot being his first ass to fuck I was bouncing against his trying to get more of him in me. Soon I could feel his cock pulsing as he fills me with his sweet nectar. He collapsed on my back and I waited till he was soft to move. His cum was dripping from my ass as I rolled over and told him to get on top. Since I was his first to enter him I let him have control as he spread his ass and lowered himself on my extremely hard cock. He moaned loudly as he impaled himself and began to rock getting more and more of my cock in him. Soon he was bouncing like a cheap whore needing more and more. I couldn't hold out long knowing I had a virgin to breed and I exploded again. We snuggled awhile before he said he had to hit home before his mom woke up. Then begged to run away with me on my truck. Taking his virginity completely was the hottest sex I have experienced.

Part 19 - Lakeside Buttock Whipping Francis ran down the stairs doing up his uniform, he was on breakfast duty and certainly should not have drunk so much at the dinner party. He knew Lipscombe would be there ready to berate him again as soon as he entered the large kitchen. At 23 Francis had been a footman for 1 year and only recently had he been promoted from assistant footman to footman, he was a sturdy athletic build with ample muscle and stood six feet with blond hair and weirdly brown eyes. As a keen fitness fanatic he was often found swimming in the pool or running around the estate when not on duty. Being gay he was quite open about his sexuality and had chased Jackson around the palace trying to get him in bed, having given up chasing him, Jackson was the one who got worried and started chasing Francis who in turn played hard to get teaching Jackson a lesson. Francis rushed in to the kitchen only two minutes late and Lipscombe was already standing there looking at his watch before he started barking angrily at Francis for being late. The months that passed since he started he had liked Lipscombe but he soon found out he was obnoxious and not very friendly leading to Francis taking a dislike to him. He nodded and kept his mouth shut knowing Lipscombe would get over it in a few minutes and be all nice to him again. He busied himself in the family dining room preparing the table and putting the coffee pots down just as the king and queen walked in dead on 8am for breakfast. Usual courtesy prevailed when they entered the room and Francis bowed addressing them both by their royal titles, from now he could refer to them as sir and mam in the less formal manner. Alex sat on the edge of his bed feeling worse for wear sipping his coffee that Artem would still deliver without fail. Feeling a bit more human he grabbed some shorts and a t-shirt then looked out of the window, it was a beautiful September day and he decided that after lunch he would go for a ride down to the lake and sit there peacefully for a few hours with a book to read and swim. Alex rubbed the sore spot on his thigh and glanced down at it, the redness looked even brighter this morning and he chuckled away to himself at the reminder. His father was busy for the next two days and had promised at the weekend they would go riding and swimming in the morning before the Greenacres country fayre. Alex had forgot all about this event which was held in the expansive grounds to the front of the palace where the locals were invited to a traditional harvest fair full of cakes, jams and other artisan products all locally made, it was a very popular annual event. People from all the surrounding villages and nearby town of Kinshale would descend on the palace and a chance to meet and talk to the royal family. Alex wandered through the palace towards the dining room he noticed that the marquees were already being erected along with the stalls. Suddenly his mouth watered remembering that one stall holder made the most amazing apricot jam, racking his brains as he walked trying to remember the ladies name and her teenage son that always accompanied her. The footman bowed 'Good morning your royal highness' he said opening the door to the family dining room. Alex replied and smiled walking in to see his mother and father already mid way through their breakfast. Francis put down the coffee pot "Your highness good morning" he said pulling a chair out for Alex. "Good morning err..." Alex said not sure of his name. "Francis" his mother said helping him out, "Good morning Alex" his mother and father said as he sat. "Sorry good morning Francis" Alex said politely paying slightly more interest in the footman. Francis smiled at him "What would like for breakfast sir?" he asked. "Oh... yoghurt and fruit oh and coffee please Francis, plenty of coffee" Alex replied. Alex discreetly watched Francis "What are your plans today Alex?" his mother asked. "Exercise in the pool then I may go riding to the lake" he replied. The queen nodded "Who is the lady that does the apricot jam?" Alex suddenly asked. His mother laughed "Goodness Alex I am not sure, she comes from Woodvale village though". "Ah yes" his father said looking up at them, "We must secure several jars of it this year". Alex looked curiously at his father "Why has she not been given a royal warrant?" he asked. The king looked at Alex "Oh, I never thought of that" he replied mulling it over. "Well we eat her jam when here, so technically she supplies the palace" Alex said. The king sat there tapping his chin "Well why don't you present her with one" he said to Alex. His mother laughed "Then the price will shoot up and you two will have to cut back on it". "No chance" the king replied laughing, "I have some warrant papers in my office Alex". "Right" Alex said looking at them both, "What do I do?" he asked. The king explained that Alex would need to obtain her proper details, complete the warrant order and then invite her to the palace to present it to her, from then she would be able to use the royal crest on the labels. Alex went with his father to quickly look over the paperwork then returned to his bedroom to change and go for a swim. Francis finished clearing breakfast away then grabbed something quick in the kitchen sitting in the kitchen staff dining room hidden from Lispcombe until tomorrow morning. After a quick change he walked through the servants corridor to the pool terrace and out in the blazing sunshine, he noticed one person in the pool busy swimming lengths and only when they turned at the far end of the pool and headed in his direction did he notice it was Prince Alexander. Unsure if he should go in the pool with a member of the royal family he was about to leave when Alex spoke. "You going already, you haven't even swam yet?" Alex called out to him. Francis turned "Apologies I didn't know you was going to be here" he replied bowing his head. "Don't be silly you know you can use the pool" Alex said swimming around in circles. Francis smiled and took off his shirt and shorts laying them on the sunbed "Thanks err..." "Alex" Alex said, "You can call me Alex" he said kindly. "Alex" Francis said smiling again, Alex though was preoccupied by his fine athletic build. Suddenly he noticed the red welts on this thigh "That looks like it hurts" Alex said. Francis blushed and looked down at his thigh "No it is okay, just a little accident" he said. Alex chuckled looking him in the eyes "Looks like a mark from a riding crop" he said. "Really!" Francis replied in shock and going even redder in the face. Alex swam over to the side and hoisted himself out of the pool "I should know I got one as well". Alex showed Francis his red mark from the riding crop "How did you get that?" Francis asked. Alex got back in the pool "Probably the same way you got yours" he replied smirking. Francis dived in and surfaced close to Alex "I was playing horsey" he said cryptically. Alex giggled and floated on his back "You mean you was getting ridden like a horse" he said. Francis swam closer "Did you make a lot of noise, is that why you got whipped?" Francis asked. Alex smiled "Not really I think he just wanted to break me in" he replied flipping on to his front. "I think he seduced and took advantage of me" Alex said then burst out laughing. Francis chuckled "It was his voice and looks that made me crumble at the knees" he said. Alex dived under the water then surfaced looking at Francis "Our secret?" he asked. "Totally" Francis replied nodding, "I don't want people knowing the stable hand had me". Alex nodded slowly "So it was you I caught tied to the saddle rack then?" he asked. Francis winked "That was one of many positions he got me in to" he said smirking happily. Alex laughed "Come on swim with me" he said swimming off. Francis swam after the prince easily catching him up then they both slowed down in to a steady swim chatting away like old friends. Alex loved learning all about Francis as they swam up and down the pool enjoying the late summer weather now the humidity had dropped a little. Alex coming to a stop after realising he had done over twenty laps and needed to catch his breath and rest his limbs. Francis swam two more then stopped by Alex just as Artem and Liam appeared dressed for a day of sunbathing and carrying lotion and water. "Well look who it is Liam" Artem said putting his things down on a sunbed. Alex glanced at Francis and smirked "Haven't seen you like that since Mauritius" he said to Liam. "Dam that is one fit guy" Francis said quietly with his mouth opening watching Liam. Liam glanced over "I can hear you Francis" he said smiling, "How is your head?" he asked. "Fine" Francis replied, "Tired and 2 minutes late for work and got a bollocking off Lipscombe". "Was you trying to get him drunk Liam?" Alex asked grinning at him. Liam stuck two fingers up at Alex "Thick as thieves these two" Alex said to Francis. Francis chuckled "Reckon they are doing it on the quiet" he said quite loudly. "Two straight men trying to bonk each other" Alex replied laughing hard and bumping Francis. "Ignore them Artem" Liam said, "They are jealous they don't look as hot as us" he said. "Definitely in love with each other" Francis said and Artem stood there shaking his head smiling. "Good thing I like you Francis or there would be hell to pay" Liam said with Artem agreeing. Liam and Artem dived in to the pool whilst Liam went off swimming Artem stood there giving back to Alex and Francis until two more household staff arrived to sunbathe. Peace eventually ensued as they relaxed. Francis disappeared just after lunch for a run and Alex headed off to the stable with a book where Gary prepped his horse, Alex had a good look around but Marty was no where to be seen. Heading off he took a gentle ride across the estate then down through the dell to the lake side where he sat on the bank reading his book. The humidity of the late summer rose sharply in the afternoon and Alex checked no one was around before stripping naked then going off the small jetty diving in to the lake. The cool water refreshing his body instantly and felt amazing, then from the corner of his eye he spotted movement and turned in the direction. There was Francis wearing a baseball cap, shorts and trainers running around the banks of the lake in his direction. Even from this distance he would see the glistening sweat shining off his body in the sunlight. Alex waved and Francis turned his head and waved back still running until he reached the jetty close to Alex. He took a swig from his water bottle and stripped off then ran along the jetty and dived in to the cold water. "Man I needed that" Francis said surfacing and sighing in pleasure. "How far did you run?" Alex asked swimming towards him. Francis dipped his head under the water again "About 5 miles" he replied, "So humid again". "Gentle swim?" Alex suggested and Francis nodded. "You are so like your brother, except he doesn't get horse whipped by the stable hand" Francis said. Alex burst out laughing "In what way are we alike?" he asked curiously. "Prince Alden is nice and always chats, just like you, but you are more chilled" Francis replied. Francis stopped "So what is it like having Artem and Liam around all the time?" he asked. Alex stopped and looked at him "We have a very trusting relationship" he said. "They treat me normally when in private" Alex added, "No formality if you get my meaning". "Yes" Francis said, "Is it nice to have that bit of normality then?" he asked. Alex nodded and swam a little more, unknown to them both Marty had ridden down the dell on Brandy and spotted Alex and Francis swimming in the lake, the opportunity was to good to pass he thought dismounting quietly and walking along the jetty. "You two comparing notes?" Marty called out taking them both by surprise. Alex waded forward "Now why would be comparing notes?" he asked pretending he didn't know. Marty laughed "Barn 5pm and I will tie you both to the saddle rack" he said arrogantly. Francis edged forward "No riding crop" he whispered to Alex. Alex smiled "How about we get out and take advantage of you right now" he said moving forward. "By the time you get out I will take your clothes and ride off" Marty replied confidently. "Both of you" he added, "Leave you naked by the lake" Marty said in his deep voice. Alex and Francis looked at each other both of them figuring it would probably be best not to cross Marty otherwise they would suffer the consequences. Marty instead sat on the end of the jetty watching the prince and footman swimming around until they had finished and climbed out. Marty walked back to Brandy and collected his riding crop and strode over to them both indicating for them both to bend over. They both chuckled and held hands bending over hearing the swoosh of riding crop before it fell on the left buttock of Francis, he yelped with tears appearing in his eyes from the sharp sting and burning. Swoosh in the air then contacting with Alex's right buttock. Alex bit his lip but still cried out gripping Francis's hand harder before Marty told them to stand and face him. The uncontrollable need to look him in the eye and that devilish face had them both obeying instantly. Marty smirked and leaned in to kiss Francis deep making his knees buckle until he fell down, he turned to Alex and kissed him hard forcing Alex's knees to buckle and fall down next to Francis. Marty stood looking down at his two boys looking up at him, he smirked then turned around mounting Brandy and trotting off back up the dell. "How does he do that?" Francis asked still all flustered and partly confused. Alex stared at Marty ascending the dell until his disappeared "His arrogance and looks". Francis looked at Alex "Can't explain Francis, he just has it, what ever it is" Alex said. "Yeah I can see by your cock" Francis said then looked at his own, "Mine to". Alex glanced at Francis "I can't go to the barn today my thigh still hurts" he said rubbing it. Francis nodded "Takes a few days and now my arse cheek is sore" he said laughing. It was the way Francis looked at Alex making eye contact "Sort each other out?" Alex suggested. Francis smirked and quickly raised his hand putting is behind Alex's head pushing him down to his cock. He was prepared and quickly engulfed the seven inch cock in his mouth, his tongue moving the foreskin back revealing the saltiness of the precum Francis already had produced and the freshness of the lake water. Alex moaned softly feeling his hand move down his back and over his arse, one finger tracing between his cheeks until it rubbed against his hole. Francis removed his finger and laid down shuffling on his side urging Alex to move forward. His fingers gripped harder on Francis's arse as he felt the warm silkiness of the mouth taking his own cock all the way down in one movement then back up. There was no rushing as they both took their time enjoying an unhurried relaxed pace working each other, apart from Danbury munching on grass the only sound was the occasional gag, slurp and deep moan from their chests. For Alex he found Francis quiet unassumingly sexy and loved his athletic build that suited the guy down to the ground. Francis could already feel his orgasm growing at the mouth expertly working his cock, the tell tell signs of more precum and the gradual moving of his hips that started to quicken. The movements exciting Alex who was himself peaking feeling the cock starting to pulse moving faster and rapidly hitting the back of his throat, softly he moaned and closed his eyes enjoying the sensation in his own cock then pushing his hips forward holding his body still. The rampant strength of his ejaculation quickly fired several ribbons of cum in to Francis's mouth before even realising he was in orgasm mode, it was so sublime his body relaxed acting like it was totally natural. Francis closed his eyes as the cum flooded in to his mouth triggering his own orgasm, his leg swung over Alex's head holding his head still and firmly in place as he unleashed a hefty quantity of cum that easily filled Alex's mouth. His finger found Francis's hole and he massaged the rim of it gently, his action causing Francis to push his cock forward and his leg to tremble, Alex gagged several times trying to keep his mouth closed but his gagging caused him to splutter the cum out. Francis removed his leg and flopped on to his back sighing succinctly his hand caressing his still erect cock. Alex rolled on to his back staring up at the sky giggling softly more so to himself, Francis turned his head and glanced at the prince and seeing him like this he looked incredibly sexy. With diligence he moved his hand and touched the the bare chest of Alex, in turn he raised his own hand and entwinned his fingers with Francis. "Can I ask you a question?" Alex asked turning his head to face Francis who nodded. "Is it normal to keep wanting sex?" Alex asked, "I mean I just keep wanting it" he added. Francis smiled "I have never thought about it like that" he replied, "I suppose it is attraction". "What do you mean?" Alex asked rolling on to his side and stroking Francis's chest. "Men" Francis said, "A gay man is naturally attracted to other men and wants sex" he suggested. Francis sighed "Really I have no idea, men just turn me on when they get close" he said. Alex nodded "Yeah I get that" he said, "And I am still exploring being gay" he added. Francis rolled on to his side facing Alex "Can I kiss you?" he asked softly. Alex smiled and leaned forward until their lips touched tenderly and their mouths parted exploring each other with their kissing. It was only suppose to be a kiss but it progressed with their wrapping around each other intensifying the kissing. Rolling on top of each other in the grassy banks of the lake forgetting about the world around them. Right now it was the two of them and that was all that mattered. Alex suddenly pulled away "I am sorry" he said apologising profusely. Francis sat up "About what?" he asked looking concerned. "I like you Francis but this could get dangerous, I have no control over my emotions" he explained. Francis nodded "You mean if you develop feelings for me?" he asked, "Footman and prince". Alex nodded "It could jeopardise your position in the palace" he said being concerned for him. Alex stood up "Fuck you are sexy Francis, fuck!, fuck!, fuck it!" he shouted. Francis stood grabbing Alex and kissing him again quite aggressively this time "Sexy" he said. Alex stood grinning "I understand nothing can come of us Alex" Francis said putting his shorts on. Alex started dressing "As long as you do understand, I would like to do this again with you". Francis looked up and smiled "I will be discreet" he said. "Come on" Alex said, "You can sit behind me and we ride back to the palace" he suggested. Francis looked a little uneasy "I don't know not been on one before" he said nervously. "Wear my hat, we will go slowly and hold on tight" Alex said helping Francis on to Danbury. "Shit" Francis said, "Not sure Alex. I might play with your cock" he said laughing. Alex smiled and looked over his shoulder at Francis "I don't mind if you do" he said winking. Francis kissed him on the neck "My fucking arse cheek is hurting sitting like this" he said. "Mine too" Alex said laughing. Alex guided Danbury along the shore going the long way round rather than up through the dell, chatting happily to each other non stop all the way back to the stables. Francis had his arms wrapped around Alex quite tightly who was getting an immense buzz of pleasure being close to him in this manner. After an hour of riding Danbury came to a stop by the paddock and Francis dismounted losing his footing and landing on his arse laughing loudly in the process, he admired how effortlssly Alex dismounted with perfectly then put Danbury in the paddock and the saddle over the paddock fence. Helping Francis back to his feet they both leaned on the paddock fence and watched Danbury getting a drink. "That was quite exhilarating" Francis said, "Never been on a horse before". Alex smiled as Danbury walked back towards them "Do you want me to teach you to ride?" he asked. Francis looked at Alex a little unsure at first "Actually yes, I would like that your highness". "Francis call me Alex in private and drop the protocol" Alex said glancing at him. "Thank you" Francis he replied, "If the situation was different I would love you as a friend". Alex looked at him "Don't let this stand in our way Francis, I would like you as a friend" he said. Francis chuckled "We have got one thing in common already" he said reminding Alex who laughed. "Yeah better we don't let on about that or what we did at the lake" Alex said grinning. Alex put his arm over Francis's shoulder "You going back for seconds?" Francis asked. "No" Alex said shaking his head, "We was amazing but not ready for round two with him". Alex glanced at Francis "No" Francis replied, "Let him fester a bit, I am not that easy". "Hmm" Alex said grinning again, "That's not what I discovered at the lake" he said teasingly. "Oh really!" Francis replied, "You were just as easy, probably way too easy and eager". "Fuck you!" Alex said laughing trying to get Francis in a headlock. All of sudden the two of them began play fighting and wrestling each other to the ground rolling around on the grass getting stains all over their clothes and skin. The laughter coming from both of them filled the air around the paddock. Francis got on top and rubbed Alex's face in the grass 'Eat grass' he said mockingly before Alex managed to push Francis off, his face streaked with tears laughing his head off uncontrollably as he gained the upper hand and did the same to Francis. The dowager queen arrived at the paddock on her horse and knew the laughter was her grandson, a noise she hadn't heard since he went off to military school. "Alexander!" a voice called out from a few meters away, "Are you all right?" his grandmother asked. Francis jumped up to his feet with Alex grabbing on to his leg "Your majesty" he said bowing. "Help me down if you will" the dowager queen asked summoning him. Francis quickly walked over after Alex let go of him and she dismounted "Hands are dirty" she said. "I do apologise mam" he said looking down and hearing Alex still laughing away trying to stand up. "Well?" the dowager queen asked, "Were you winning?". Francis looked up "I believe so mam" he replied uncertain what to make of this. "Word of warning, he is taking lessons from his protection officer" she said winking at him. Francis smiled "Thank you for the warning mam, I shall remember that". Alex walked up to his grandmother and bowed then kissed her on the cheek "Hi granny". "Is that all you have to say for yourself Alexander, look at you!" she said holding a smile back. Then she turned to Francis "And you, how am I suppose to look at you at breakfast tomorrow?". "Your majesty I am so sorry I didn't know you were back" Marty said rushing over to the paddock. She handed the reigns to Marty "Thank you Marty brush her down please" she said. Marty bowed and glanced at Francis and Alex "She needs mucking out as well Marty" she added. "Marty" Alex called out, "Danbury will be ready to go in soon" he said. "Yes your highness" Marty replied bowing his head with a smirk that the dowager queen noticed. "That will be all Marty" she said waving her hand dismissing him. Alex watched Marty walk off "Enjoy your ride granny?" he asked casually focusing back on her. She nodded "Yes. Nice lad that Marty, dab hand with a riding crop so I understand" she said. Alex's mouth dropped open "What do you mean granny?" he finally managed to ask. "Oh, he had a liaison with one of my footmen, tied him up to the saddle rack" she advised. Francis shifted uncomfortably "Took me by surprise when he told me" she added. Alex studied her a moment "He has mischief written all over his face" he said looking at Francis. "Indeed, but a very good stable hand never the less" she said taking her gloves off. "Well I must go and freshen up. Stay out of mischief you two" she said walking off. Francis looked at Alex "Do you think she knows?" he asked. "Oh yes" Alex replied nodding, "Why do you think she used the word mischief after I said it". "Fuck!" Francis said quietly, "Will her majesty say anything?" he asked looking a little worried. "No" Alex replied, "She is alright my grandmother, she knows you have to let your hair down". Francis laughed "What about us being friends then?" he now asked. "Yeah we are good, she didn't say no and trust me she would have" Alex replied. "Come on we should go and clean up as well" Alex suggested, "I am not done fighting you though". "Bring it on Alex" Francis replied happily, "I will be ready for you when ever". Alex scoffed and smiled "Challenge accepted!" he said as they laughed walking off. Avoiding the stable yard they both walked around the buildings back up the short pathway to the palace, their plan was to go via the pool terrace and in to the servants entrance to avoid making a mess in the palace rooms. Their idea in principal was good considering they thought no one would still be by the pool as it was getting late. Coming through the large wooden gate shielding the pool terrace they were surprised to see the majority of the household staff playing water polo, or attempting to. All eyes suddenly turned to Alex and Francis, covered in grass stains and dishevelled beyond belief a deathly silence fell and Liam swaggered across the terrace holding a plastic cup of beer that he was drinking. The staff in the pool all laughed then quickly turned back to their game. "What the fuck have you two been doing?" Liam asked quietly not to be overheard. Alex held his hand out for the cup and Liam handed it to him "We had a fight at the paddock". Francis laughed and Alex handed him the cup of beer "Dowager Queen interrupted us" Francis added. "Don't worry Liam" Alex said assuring him, "We were play fighting and Francis is my new friend". Liam grabbed his cup back before Francis finished it "No poking my prince!" he warned Francis. "Too late" Alex replied smirking, "No honestly we didn't" Alex cried out. Liam picked him up so easily then dumped him in the pool "You will pay for that!" he called out. Liam laughed loudly amused before Francis called out "Liam!" with an annoyed look. "Oh you are not immune either" Liam said wrapping his arms quickly around Francis lifting him up. "Liam no!" Francis cried out just before he was released in to the pool next to Alex. It took several minutes before every one in the pool stopped laughing and they got bored going back to their game and trying to pick up where they left off. Francis climbed out of the pool then helped Alex out, sopping wet in their clothes they went on the hunt for Liam who saw them heading in his direction and darted off inside the palace.

Although I can cum really fast, I prefer to take a long time edging inside a hole, grunting, flexing, getting verbal with my bottom. I prefer a deeper intensity over a pump and dump. Long connected session. After unloading, playing and going another round or 3. I have had the opportunity to do this with a few other tops, where we get to pass the bottom back and forth, but I hope to soon. Would love to do this with a bottom who understands that his duty is to keep serving our cock needs. Pushing all of our limits for more sex, pumping in more cum.

Last week at Steamworks, I’d first hung out at the glory holes and was fucked and seeded twice. Then, later, I was in the room and had the door open. An older guy came in, felt me up, slid his fingers in my still-slippery ass, and asked me if I liked public sex. I said “Very much! I love public sex!” He took me to the back and installed me in the sling there in the dimness. I love slings. He rimmed and ate out my ass for a while, then he greased his big cock and my hole and he slid his naked cock into my bare hole and started fucking me real good - after a bit, he was pounding my little hole, and shining a little flashlight on his cock in my hole. It was pretty hot. I heard approving moans, and there were a few more guys watching us and masturbating- someone managed to shoot a cumload all over my chest, neck, and face, and dripping into my mouth. Which turned me on quite a bit more. The guy fucking me was also sucking on the toes on my left foot while fucking the bejeezus out of me, and i was really liking all of it immensely, moaning and gasping… He told me he was going to cum, and before he could ask me, I told him to just squirt his jizz in my ass, and he did. He came like crazy, pumping, pounding and grunting for a long while. My little hole was gaping and truly sloppy and now his Soren was squirting out around his cock every time he planted it deep in me. Then, he was done. As I was about to extricate myself from the ankle straps and such, a young-ish guy positioned himself at my business end, said “hey.. can I…” His rock hard cock was already sliding against my sloppy hole. I said “Oh, yes! Fuck me! Gimme that hot cock raw. Fuck me raw, man. And so he did! And two or three other young guys after him. However many, I was very happy, cum trickling down my legs the rest of the evening. Fun night! I was fucked real hot and nasty on the fuck tables in the back by some guys, and was double-fucked by them too. When we left to go home, it seems that we had all had a lot of fun - not just me. Yay. It was a really good night, I could feel the five or so loads of cum gushing out of me, puddling under me, trickling down BOTH legs and into my socks… I’d had a really hot, wildly horny time, and I was jazzed because it had been remarkable in that - after a long space of zilch happening - it turned out that it had been one of the absolute best evenings for me in the sling in a very very long time. I believe I’d been squirted, filled, sprayed, splattered, fed, smeared, and anally injected with at least 14 loads of cum.… probably closer to 23…

I think the topic description and the posts betray a disconnect. The TOPIC is supposed to be about how often (or seldom) tops like to have sex - ie fuck someone. But then the first post asks about fucking OR getting fucked, and most of the responses are bottoms who want it all the time. Well duh, Sherlock. I think we've established conclusively over the years that the supply of bottoms greatly exceeds the supply of tops, and the sexual appetite of many bottoms exceeds the capacity of any particular top man. So let's (just for fun) make up some realistic-seeming numbers and see how they work together. So in a given area, assume there's 100 gay men, of whom 70 are bottoms or at least versatile men who strongly prefer bottoming. Maybe 20 are versatile men who genuinely like both, or who may lean top, and MAYBE 10 who are essentially or completely tops. Most bottoms can, if they don't shoot while being fucked, take more than one fucking in a row (they may not get that chance often, but the point is, they CAN - and many would love the chance to do so regularly). Let's conservatively say half those 70 would gladly take two (complete to orgasm) fuckings in a row. And let's assume that on average, those bottoms would like to get their preferred level of fucking 3 times a week - again, conservatively speaking. That's 315 fuckings that, to satisfy the bottom population, would need to be delivered every week - by 10 "total" tops and 20 versi-tops. Some, no doubt, can fuck to completion twice or even three times in one day, others only once, but that's still (on average) 10 fuckings a week the tops would have to deliver to satisfy the bottoms. So yes, from a bottom's perspective, it's probably "shocking" how seldom tops seem to want to fuck. But in reality, the tops are probably getting >100% of the opportunities they want, even with a healthy, roaring sex drive. It's just that there are too many bottoms competing for those spots.

About 15 guys attended the fuck party aged from 18 to 35. a few other guys dropped by to fuck a load and then left. The guys that got the attention was the 2 young guys. they must have got ridden about a dozen times each by the guys attending the party and those just fucking and leaving. These 2 guys fucked the most.

Can't wait for more

You know fucking with him feels way too good. He surrenders to me and this makes me crazy. I've never been a sub/dom guy. I think all this is foolish. I need no one to call me sir, to lick my feet or any other thing, that from my point of view is useless. I was sitting on a chair and him sit on my dick. Using his weist he can ride it. But when i told him to stand up and get my dick outside of him hecouldn't. I asked him to try that several times and his legs weren't strong enough. It made my dick so hard knowing that he was "trapped". I told him so and I kissed him. I fucked the hell outta him. I told him that i like being hard when i fuck, but i wanna protect and care for him. he cried and he continued to take my cock until I came. I help him cum too. When we finish i help him take a shower with him. I have not barebacked him yet.

Grindr18 I’ve just been discovered by a 18 year old local college lad who seems to always have the horn after a day in the classroom. This horny fukka messaged saying he didn’t have much experience but liked the idea of using my cumdump services to practice in. Of course I was only to willing to help out. For someone without much experience he’s def worked out want he wants... he wanted somewhere to unload to save him from wanking 3 times a day. I explained how it worked and he said his fantasy was to have sloppy seconds, to find cum dripping from a freshly fucked hole. He wanted me preloaded with a complete strangers load and tagged to show proof of use. That was easily sorted thanks to a 54 year old regular that always dumps a hot anon load. After college he messaged asking if I had managed to be bred for him. I think he was a bit surprised when I told I had about half hour before, just as requested. I thought he might chicken out but no he said he was coming round and would be 10 mins. True to his word I heard the door open downstairs. I was in the pup hood on all fours in a jock and footy sox with my ass in the air showing off my cummy cunt. He was clearly horny as fuck as I heard him unzip and then felt him rub his semi but quickly hardening dick against my wet hole. He gently pushed the head of his dick inside me, taking his time. I remember thinking wow! An 18 yr old who knows what he wants and he’s taking it! Then he pulled out and I heard him strip before he was on knees with his tongue tasting the cum load I had. Then he was back on his feet... he had taken cum to lube his now solid dick and started to push into me until he was balls deep. I heard him whisper, ‘You fucking horny slut’. And then he seriously got to work fucking like a rabbit. He fucked hard and quick in total silence apart from a few grunts when he repeatedly pulled out to plow straight back in. He fucked me across the bed and I was spreadeagled face down when during a fuck frenzy he quietly unloaded. He had done just what I love... used me to get off in and dump his load. I only knew he had bred me when he stopped. I was pinned to the bed as he pumped his full load into my hole. He then told me not to move..., I had his still solid and throbbing dick inside me and his load too. He then whispered in my ear, ‘You are getting a second load before I go you CUMPIG! He then resumed his use of my cummy cunt and I could feel his cum as he seriously creamed me. A few minutes later true to his word he unloaded again. And a first for me... never taken 2 loads without the guy pulling out to recharge. He grabbed the pen and tagged me DIRTY CUM PIG! Hot as fuck and he left me dripping hot anon cum once again!

So are you're OK with the illegal drug use, self destructive behavior, and bug chasing? You didn't seem to mention any of those illegal activities.

@Treehugger and @DarkroomTaker Thanks 😉 You are both more than welcum to have a go!

Hi, all. As somebody who is disabled in a wheelchair, I love hearing that there are some people who are open to a disability and able to be sexual regardless of the differences that the disability cause. Us disabled peopld enjoy a good fuck too snd it can be hard to meet guys who can look past the disability.

That's way rude. No, I don't expect mind-numbing sex, but when I get it, I'm amazed and thankful. A lot of sex isn't great for a number of reasons, but if I'm not enjoying it. I have to either guide him to a better angle or change positions or do more myself. Sex is never bad because of one person. It's bad because only one person is trying. If you enjoyed yourself, consider yourself lucky. There are plenty of better lays out there. Go get you a few!

@BootmanLA - Your math makes sense (though I’d say the run of various unscientific polls on here might put your 70% closer to 66%, but we’ll err on the bottom side of vers) but the analysis sort of assumes that all these bottoms are making an equal effort to access the available Tops. They’re not. For every active bottom you find ass-up in a bathhouse, how many are just wandering around the halls looking (or posing) but not taking the initiative? How many are at a bar instead, fully clothed, looking for Mr. Perfect? How many are at home with their pants off behind a glowing screen trolling the apps with a blank, faceless profile, and wondering why they can’t get a Top to magically come find them where they are and fulfill all their fantasies without them ever having to take their eyes off the screen? Answer: A lot of them. I think you’re absolutely right that there is simply too much gay ass in want of fucking for the limited number of Tops to service them all even if they felt so inclined. But if the algebra is as simple as Tops being spread too thin, how does that explain gangbangs? How does that account for the fact that I can host my anonymous ass in a hotel at town that can barely call itself a city and average five Tops a night - and all of them leave their load? What that tells me is that the bottoms may exist in the community, but a sizable percentage of the ones bitching about not being able to get fucked aren’t actually trying. Or if they are, they aren’t doing anything to make themselves stand out in the endless sea of ass. Tops are still fucking. Of course they are. Why? Ask any Top - because there’s nothing else that compares to the feeling of cumming inside someone else. They’re never, ever going to stop. Have they cut back? Sure. COVID is scary, and it’s changed the game a bit. I’ve certainly noticed the difference. I also noticed how it felt in July in Atlanta when three huge cocks in a row each spent an hour reaming my cunt. I wonder, though, if a site like Breedingzone leaves some readers with a false impression of what life is really like out in the sexual world. If a person were to believe everything posted on these threads, he would come away with the idea that the site is populated almost entirely by sexual athletes who take multiple partners with oversized endowments on a nearly daily basis. But we know that so much fantasy is offered up as testimonial that it’s difficult to know when someone’s actually telling the truth. Case in point: I really did take three Tops, one right after the other, in Atlanta in July, for about an hour each, and each of them had an unusually large penis. But such a telling is unlikely to be taken seriously when every third post is about somebody getting DP’d with 9-inch cocks. So if someone spends much time here reading about the exploits of the members and assumes that they represent a reality in which everyone else is getting his hole filled, the reader can only wonder why it’s not happening for him - maybe all the Tops around him have just stopped fucking?

Watch the Dominoes Fall Mondays had become more difficult since that was Gabriel's day off and it wasn't mine. While the condo had been quiet on my "work at home" days for the past few years, now I had someone else roaming around the place while I tried to work. I even got a second TV for the bedroom so that he could watch stuff in there and not disturb me. On the other hand, with our work schedules, it was the one night to try and arrange a hookup for the two of us to fuck some guy and I knew who I wanted to meet next. When I took a break in the morning to refill my coffee cup, I sent a message off to Tim to see if Omar and him wanted to meet us over at The Saddle that evening. "Lemme check" was Tim's response about twenty minutes later. My next work email was to Marc and I got the familiar "out of office" message. "Hmm, that bug must be kicking his ass" I thought. I wondered if Tyler was feeling any better but knew I had to get some work done so I didn't bother checking in with Chase. Gabriel made me a salad for lunch and just after I finished, my hookup phone buzzed. "More guys from a few weeks ago checking in to see if you can fit them in?" Gabriel said, chuckling afterwards. I laughed as I reached for the phone. "Z sick Same symptoms as Tyler so may be bug from uni" was Chase's message. "Or maybe not" I thought to myself as my other phone buzzed. Replying to Chase I typed "Take him 4 test on Fri anyway. Z 2 when he recovers." Swapping phones, I saw a reply from Tim. "Sounds like fun. 9?" he asked and I replied "c u there." "I'm going to meet Tim and Omar over at The Saddle tonight. Wanna join me?" I asked Gabriel. He gave me one of those "what the fuck do you think" looks and I grinned back at him. He took off soon after and came back a couple hours later with a big box. He had done this a few times over the past few weeks and my closet was getting fuller each time. About 8:30pm, he came out of the bedroom and asked "Aren't you going to get dressed?" I chuckled at his eagerness and got my ass off the couch, replacing my trunks with some more appropriate gear. When we got to The Saddle, Tim and Omar were waiting for us out front. We walked in and I got a round of pints for us. With the beers on the table, we sat down and almost immediately Gabriel pulled his tee off, revealing a very nice, thick, hand-made harness over his bare chest. I watched Tim and Omar lick their lips before taking their tees off too. I pulled my shirt off too and looked around and saw most of the guys nearby checking us out. Tim was wearing a more substantial harness than the one he had on last time and it looked good on him. Omar just had a pair of leather cuffs on his wrists, but his furry chest and pert nipples looked damn good. The tight, low cut jeans left the top of his ass visible and invited my hand to slide down inside. "Someone needs to get some more leather if you're going to be hanging out here" I said with a smirk. Omar nodded sheepishly and we all laughed. Once we finished the beers, I pulled my fingers out of Omar's hole before I stood up and led the group to the back room. I felt like everyone in the bar was looking at us and it probably was close to the truth. I paused once I got close to the center of the back room and looked around. Most of the action stopped and the ten or so guys in the room turned and looked at us. I must have waited too long because the next thing I saw was Gabriel pushing Omar toward one of the fuck benches, his hand with a firm grasp on Omar's shoulder. The two of them were stripped down quickly and Omar mounted the bench wearing just his boots and cuffs. Tim and I took the bench next to it, but facing the other direction, since I wanted to watch Gabriel fuck him. Gabriel knelt down and spent less than a minute eating out Omar's ass. It seemed a shame since I would have spent a lot more time feasting on his hairy, poz ass. Both seemed to be into it, with Omar moaning loudly and Gabriel's cock becoming hard as a rock. Tim and I were mostly naked, him in just his shiny new harness and the same tall boots he wore at our first meeting. His hair was braided this time, and would give me a convenient handle as I fucked him. I had on my well worn harness and boots. My tongue spent a lot more time rimming Tim's ass than Gabriel had spent on Omar's. When I stood up, Gabriel was drilling like a man possessed and a thin middle aged guy was walking up in front of Omar. He rubbed his rigid cock over Omar's lips before sliding it past them into his willing mouth. Seconds later, Omar was getting spit roasted and I saw Gabriel and the older guy grin at each other. Tim was a lot tighter than I had remembered and it took several tries before my bare cock worked its way inside. Tim gave out a low groan until I stopped pushing in. The older guy looked over at me and nodded. "Always good to try some fresh meat, huh?" he said. I nodded back and replied "Been in him before but its been a while. Still feels fuckin' good though" before I started plowing in earnest. The guy was slowly fucking Omar's mouth and turned his gaze back to Gabriel. A minute later, he stopped and pulled his cock free of Omar's mouth and crouched down. I saw the motion from the corner of my eye and slowed my thrusts down and turned my head to see what was up. "You see his tattoo, son?" the guy said to Omar. It was just loud enough for me to hear, but only because I was watching to see what was going on. "Yes, sir" Omar replied before grunting from Gabriel's assault. "Ya know what it means?" the guy then asked. No one else in the room was paying attention to this discourse except for the five of us. "I do, sir" Omar said. "Good, then you wont mind me adding my strain" the guy said. "Not at all, sir" Omar replied. The guy stood back up and resumed fucking Omar's mouth. I went back to drilling Tim's ass, amazed that he was still so tight. It wasn't like his body was tensed up, his hole truly was as tight as our first fucks. More proof that he had spent all of his time spreading my bug around. The grunts and groans he made drove home how much he was struggling to take the fuck I was giving him. Omar was having no problem with the drilling that Gabriel and the older guy were giving him, though. Not that he could escape if he tried. Tim started to loosen up and I fucked harder, looking around the room to see if there were any familiar faces. There were a couple but they weren't fucking, just training subs. Occasionally, we'd hear the crack of a whip or something hard hitting bare flesh, but there were only a few of us fucking. I heard Tim grunt "Thank you Sir!" when I slammed in hard and deep and I wondered if he had learned it from a few porn flicks or if he had spent a few sessions with someone as their sub. Based on how tight he wasy, my guess was it was from porn. Several minutes later, his hole was finally at that easy-to-fuck stage where it was loose and sloppy enough to fuck however I wanted. Gabriel seemed to be way ahead of me and soon I heard his familiar growls. He hammered Omar's ass, forcing him to take the older guys cock down his throat. The older guy held on to Omar's head, keeping himself buried as Gabriel pumped his seed into the toxic hole. When the growl ended, Gabriel gave a few slow thrusts and pulled slowly out. Once the cock was out of his throat, Omar was gasping for air but soon he moaned out "Oh fuck yeah!" The older guy and Gabriel swapped spots but instead of sucking Gabriel's cock, Omar lapped all the cum coating it. The older guy shoved in, muttering "Let's make sure that hole is good and knocked up." I heard Tim laugh for a second, but none of us said anything to dampen the guy's thoughts about having a chance at pozzing a sexy young guy. My attention turned back to Tim again and I worked myself up to a frenzied pounding and unloaded a big wad of cum inside Tim's charged up hole. As I recovered from breeding Tim, I looked over and the older guy was in mid-orgasm. They had drawn a crowd and the guy was quickly replaced with another. I knew word had probably spread quickly that Omar was taking poz loads and the way they were talking, it looked like they were happy to have a hot poz-friendly bottom to load up. None of them seemed to last very long, drilling him for a few minutes before dumping their seed and making way for the next guy. Backing away, I gave Tim room to get off the bench and watch his friend be an impressive cum dump. Suddenly, most of the guys in the room stopped talking and I looked to see who was getting their attention. I chuckled and gave Tim a nudge. Carlos stood just inside the doorway with his sub on a leash, taking stock of the room. He smiled when he saw me and came over. "Looks to be a good crowd tonight" Carlos said, looking past Tim and straight at me. "Yeah, it is. Tim's friend seems to be very popular, but that's how it is with fresh, young ass on tap" I replied. Carlos moved next to me and his sub followed, kneeling in front of him. "I'm glad you're here tonight. I was hoping to take you up on your generous offer" Carlos said, sounding more friendly than usual. Chuckling slightly, I said "You're in luck. You have a choice of virile men to do the deed. All four of us are capable of getting the job done. Does he know what he's in for?" Carlos smiled. "Four?" he asked. "Mmhmm, Tim you know and you met Gabriel the last time" I said before pointing at Omar on the bench. "He's the most recent one, courtesy of Tim, and I hear he gives as good as he takes" I added. I decided not to let him know about all of the other guys now carrying my bug because I don't like to brag and it's not like they would stop over and share right now. "That's quite the choice. Of course I'd want all four, to make sure that this one loses his negativity tonight. Maybe you first, then the two guys I haven't seen in action and finally your boyfriend at the end" Carlos said with a sneer. I had to laugh at Carlos' continued belief that Tim and I were partners. I let him have his fun, but there was no way I was going to tell him who I was going to go home with that night. When the next guy had finished unloading into Omar's sloppy ass, I walked over and pulled him off the bench. It wasn't a popular move since there were still a few guys waiting to add their questionable seed to his hole. By the time I got him upright, Carlos had his boy on the other bench and was closing the last clip on his cuffs, locking him to the bench. I guided Omar over to Carlos' sub's head and said "Get it ready, you're next after I open him up." My cock had grown steadily and was rigid by the time I took my place behind the sub. "Stuff him" I told Omar. He looked back at me confused and I said again "Stuff him. Muffle his screams with your dick." This time Omar understood and nodded back at me before a menacing grin came over his face. I heard the sub gag slightly and that's when I speared his ass. Only a few inches went into him, but it was enough. He screamed out and Omar's thick cock stifled much of the sound, but the sounds caused a small crowd to form around us. Carlos stood beside his sub and between Omar and I. The sub started to squirm and I pulled back for another jab. Before I could shove back in, the sub quickly felt Carlos' paddle whack his exposed ass. "Quiet, boy" Carlos snarled before sliding the paddle back into the back pocket of his jeans. The next thrust from my hips got three quarters of my cock into his spasming hole. He cried out again, but this time much softer. I waited for Carlos to reprimand him again, but instead saw a smile on his face and he nodded at me. "Fuck him" Carlos commanded. Never knowing what Carlos might do in retribution, I followed his orders and began rolling my hips. In less than a minute I was thrusting in and out and noticed that Omar was doing the same with the sub's mouth. The crowd seemed to appreciate our spit roasting of the sub and encouraged us to go harder. With just some precum, and probably blood, to lube his hole up my cock was getting a workout and soon my balls wanted to add a healthy dose of toxic cum to soothe his wrecked chute. "Fuck yeah... breed his ass" Omar said, obviously seeing the change in my expression and thrusts. A few last haggard shoves and I buried my cock to the root. Spurts of my viral load pumped into his trashed hole as I growned. A few in the crowd clapped and there was a collective "Yeah" from most. Before I could pull out, Omar was walking around the side, ready to take my place. I backed away and Omar moved in, but stopped before he stuck his spit covered cock into the sub's puffy hole. He looked at Carlos and raised his eyebrows, silently asking permission. With a nod from Carlos, he drove his cock all the way in. Gabriel hadn't made it into the sub's mouth yet, allowing the sub to groan as the next cock filled him up. I had opened him up enough so that even Omar's first shove went balls deep. His mouth wasn't empty for long, either. With a slap of his hard cock against each of the sub's face, Gabriel slid his cock past the sub's lips. Tim was on his knees, lapping at my softening cock. The taste made him moan out "Fuck yeah, he's done" before licking up every drop. Omar's cock wasn't nearly as long as mine, but it was a close match in girth. Each thrust was firm, ending with a thud as his body slammed into the sub's butt. I heard one of the guys that had fucked Omar say "Dump that last neg load into the slut" and Carlos immediately turned his head to me with furrowed brows. I smiled and shook my head no, raising my hands and making a plus sign with my two index fingers. I saw Carlos smile and give a chuckle. Omar's pace picked up while Gabriel's seemed to slow. Gabriel was going deeper and I thought I knew what he was planning. Omar hammered the sloppy hole until he grunted loudly while Gabriel slid the last of his cock into the sub's throat. As Omar emptied his newly charged load into the sub, there were more appreciative comments from the guys around us. Gabriel had left his balls resting on the sub's chin until Omar had finished unloading and then slowly pulled back, slapping the sub on the side of his face with his outstretched hand. Once Omar was out of the way, Gabriel walked behind the sub and looked over at Carlos. "May I, Sir?" he asked. Just as before, Carlos gave a slight nod and Gabriel slid into the cum filled hole. His thinner cock had no problems going in, and he only found resistance at the end as he pushed through the inner ring. Tim was busy cleaning Omar's crotch and seemed to be moaning the entire time. It gave the sub time to breathe more normally but once Tim had lapped all of the juice from Omar's body, he took his place at the front. The two were soon plowing at each end. Tim had a few blood red marks on each cheek, leftovers from cleaning our cocks. "Nice ink" Tim said to Gabriel, with a grin. "Yours too. Took me a minute before I got it" Gabriel said before starting to fuck harder. Tim began to speed up too and nodded back. "Those tick marks what I think?" Gabriel then asked. Tim smiled and said "Yeah" and Gabriel replied "You been busy." He grasped the sub's hips began slow, hard thrusts for a couple minutes until he gave that distinctive growl. He was planted deep and then gave a couple more slow rolls of his hips as the last pulses of his cock added more charged seed. Tim seemed a little impatient, having pulled out of the bottom's mouth as soon as Gabriel had started cumming. With the last drops pumped out. Gabriel slowly pulled his dick from the doomed hole and smiled at Tim. "Next" he said and moved back next to me. Omar was on his knees in a split second, taking Tim's place as the cleanup man. Split second was a good description of how long it took Tim to sink his toxic dick into the sub's hole. He didn't wait for Carlos' approval, he knew what he was supposed to do. Tim drilled in for a minute and pulled his cock out, shoving a pair of fingers in and twisting viciously. From the bottom's groan, I knew he was making sure there were plenty of ways for our bug to enter the sub's body. Thirty seconds later, Tim was back plowing his cock into the damaged hole. He jabbed left, then right, forcing the head of his cock into the sub's battered cunt. The bottom was whimpering quietly, but Carlos didn't seem to mind. Maybe he liked seeing him in pain or maybe it was confirmation that we were trying hard to get him infected. A few minutes later, Tim slammed in and unleashed his bug filled load. The whimper got louder from the sub and Tim pulled back and drove in one more time, coating all of the bottom's chute from outer to inner ring with his viral cum. He was gasping heavily and it took him a few moments for his heart to stop racing, but once it did, Tim pulled his cock out of the bottom's hole, fingering some cum back in. He moved back to the bottom's head and slapped his wet cock over each cheek. "Clean it. Taste what's attacking you inside" he said. The sub took one lick and cried out. Carlos gave him a slap on his slimy ass and he quickly went back to licking Tim's cock clean. Once he finished, Tim rubbed the sub's head and crouched down. "Welcome to the club" he whispered in the sub's ear. Carlos looked at me with a big grin and said "Thanks, Craig. I appreciate your generosity. Hopefully he'll take less effort than Juan." He bent down and picked up a small canvas bag. Pulling a large metal plug out, he forced it into his sub's ass. Since the plug was much thicker than I was, it took some effort to get it locked inside. The four of us pulled our jeans and boots on, grabbed our shirts, and then walked out to the front of the bar for a pint of beer. All of our bodies were covered in sweat and I saw several guys smile as we walked back into the bar. We sat down at a table as Tim went to the bar to get us a round. The beer tasted better than before and after a couple gulps, Gabriel said "Damn that was good. Now I understand the rush you get from it." I chuckled and said "No more regrets?" Gabriel replied to me "Nah, you were right. I just have to make the best of it." I turned to Tim and asked him "How 'bout you? Any regrets?" He finished snogging Omar and said "Not a one." -- I was a little tired Tuesday morning, but I made it to work and dug right in, albeit slowly. Shortly after I got back from lunch my hookup phone buzzed and I had a good idea who it was. Chase's message was brief and I could sense his mixed emotions. "U were rite tested poz vl=1.2m tylers gonna kill me" he wrote. "U will b ok tyler too" I replied. I just wondered if we were as successful with Carlos' boy.

so agree wit this - we have to help boys to start or the habit will be killed off, and we have to tutor them to smoke properly, down to the tip - or better still, non filter, to smoke hard and often, and to get their friends started. the Britsh habit of passing round the circle in turn means smoking at the pace of the fastest not the slowest. above all we have to buy in bulk to get discounts to give them a cheap and relible source. if we work at it, we could get smoking levels back to the 1940s, when most boys stated by mid teens and it was the normal thing for me to do.

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

I love seeing young kids smoking you know they're probably gonna grow up to be one of us.

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.

Bottom staying at Parliament Resort from Wednesday, Nov. 10 thru Wednesday, Nov. 17 and hoping to have some fun while there. I'm open to just about 'anything' and anyone --- so help me find my limits and explore some options along the way.

Bottom in Winchester, VA, at the Red Roof Inn (exit 313A) taking all cocks! No cocks refused. Your tools, my holes! Door ajar, porn playing, me face down & ass-up on bed. Let's fuck.

Man, you can't say it any clearer! I believe that you see something you don't like then, advice you, to ignore it and move on...if you can't ignore it then report it if appears to violate the rules. Speaking of rules, I advice to know them before reporting the subject. Above all what's the point of this post?!...take your concern to a moderator or just sign off.

many times caught with a dick up my ass, a cock down my throat or both, by several relatives lol. partly because I’m too cockhungry and cumthirsty to be careful, partly cause I’m a slutty little exhibitionist. my parents and brothers learned to knock on my bedroom door before walking in, unless they wanted to see me getting my ass pounded or down on my knees deepthroating some guy. several times I left my bedroom door open on purpose. I also had a guy who used me in high school whose little sister walked in on him fucking me and me sucking him off several times and he would just let her stand there and watch or actually talk to her casually while his meaty cock slid in and out of my ass or mouth. I also sucked another boy off in the backseat of his parents car with them in the front seat and I actually made eye contact with the dad in the rear view mirror lol plus my uncle that trained me to be a pussyboy actually walked into the porntheatre and the cruisy mall restroom a few times while I was naked and taking loads. lol he has also walked into the bathhouse many times to find me taking loads somewhere. he is the reason why my father actually watched me get gang banged in a bathhouse public sling while blindfolded during a bareback party once.i had told him my biggest fantasy was to have my father watch me get gang banged by anonymous bathhouse strangers so he set the whole thing up, inviting guys, posting ads on craigslist, squirt and bbrt for weeks, then getting his brother in law (my dad) a little drunk and talking him into "getting a decent blowjob for a change” at the bathhouse. then he brought him to see what was going down in the public sling. he wasn’t super surprised as by then he knew what a slutty little bottom boy his faggot son is. he watched a LOT of men fuck me and finally caved and took a turn in me. I knew he did it but he didn't know I knew. he also didnt know I had already sucked him off through a glory hole in the porn theatre several times. he didn't admit it for a few years after I had already openly sucked him off lol he also didnt know it was me in the glory hole but admitted he suspected it was a gay sucking him off.

My married buddy tasted his morning to say he'd be at my for in 20 minutes. I stripped, got on my knees, mouth open to give him his usual blowjob. He came in, ordered me to kneel on the couch, he unbuttoned his jeans, got his cock out, spat on it and my hole then he forced his shaft deep inside my ass, christ it hurt but he didn't care, he fucked me hard till he shot his sperm deep into my gut, pulled out and fucked off. My boy, Drew was upstairs listening to me being shafted. He said I sound like a grateful pig.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Hawkman Your email: jhawkfan92@gmail.com A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): KC metro area KS & MO 913-669-7705 Times you're generally not available: Days Age:52 Height:5'10” Weight: 286 Ethnicity:white

Staying at Inn Leather November 25-29 and nearby hotel December 3-5. Daddy will be there November 25-28 slutting my ass out to all the raw pigs he can find, especially poz cock. He wants to take me to Slammers to get used and passed around either Friday 11/26 or Saturday 11/27.

Well of course I'd had them and had my covid pass, plus took lateral flow tests before too. It was a great afternoon. Took and swallowed several loads.

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.

So the other night I was home alone, the boyfriend was in Melbourne and was going to be coming home late. I was on Grindr on a private account I have for playing around. A guy I’ve been with a few times (40s. Muscular. Married. Big dick. 8 inches uncut) Messaged me and asked what I was up to and if I was horny. I said yes. He said, ‘I want you arse up on your bed on all fours sniffing amyl in 30 minutes’. So I get ready. Leave my door unlocked. Lube up. Start sniffing amyl. I hear him arrive. Come through the front door. He comes into my bedroom and undresses without saying anything. Walks up to me with his big cock semi hard and wearing a silver cock ring. I start sucking him. Running my tongue along the head. Peeling back his foreskin as I suck him. He gets really hard. He’s thrusting in and out of my mouth and I could taste his precum. All of a sudden he tells me to stop and turn around. He puts on a condom and lubes his cock up as I turn around. I feel him teasing my hole with his cock head. Take a big whiff of the amyl and all of a sudden he thrusts forward and inside me. My hole is fucking tight but he rams it into me even though I scream out a little. He slowly pumps away and it starts to feel good. Really good. I start moaning and begging for him to fuck me harder. He calls me a little faggot. Gets me to spread my cheeks as he pounds me. I can feel precum leaking out of my cock and he holds me down hard as he piston fucks me. All of a sudden he pulls all the way out and I beg him to put it back in and keep fucking me. He says, ‘sure thing fag’ and takes off the condom and slides his cock into me raw. At this point my eyes are almost rolling into the back of my head as it feels amazing. He’s pinned me down onto my stomach and is on top of me. Fucking me raw. I said, ‘maybe we shouldn’t be doing this’ and he goes, ‘shut up and take it cunt’. I get harder. He puts his hand on my neck and starts squeezing as he keeps fucking me. I feel like I’m about to black out but it feels so good and I get super hard (I don’t usually get hard when getting fucked). He yells ‘Beg for it. Beg for my load in you’. So I start begging for it, ‘fuck yes, give me your load. Breed me daddy. Fuck my cheating hole’. ‘Oh yeah, you like that. You want my cum in you don’t you, you little slut?’ At this point I’m about to blow about a week’s worth of cum. He can tell I’m about to cum I think and tells me, ‘cum for daddy. I want to feel your hole tighten on my cock’. I scream out ‘I’m cumming’ and he says, ‘me too’ and then I blow the hugest load in months as I feel his cock inside me emptying his load. He keeps fucking me and I keep cumming in spurts as he fucks me. I can feel his load in me and feel him pumping away and pushing it in deeper. After about a minute he stops and collapses on top of me still inside me. My hole keeps pulsing on his cock. And each time it does he yells out a little. Then he gets up and pulls out of me. ‘Turn around and clean my cock you little bitch’. I do as I’m told. Then he gets dressed and leaves saying only, ‘See you next time’. My hole was a bit sore and dripping but I felt amazing. I can’t even remember the last time I came when I bottomed, let alone at the same time as the top.

That's so sad that they rejected you after finding out you were poz. At least here there's plenty of guys that'll put you at the head of the queue because of your status. It's good that you had those hot encounters and connections though, hopefully there'll be many more to come!

I was a prolific poster on Craigslist and blew a lot of cocks over the years. This one guy convinced me to join him at a local secrets to watch me suck cocks and swallow cum. That is what got me started on glory holes. I could come to a place like secrets, and suck as much cock as I wanted. Guys were there for one of 2 things: to get off or to get others off. I was a regular cocksucker at places like that and it helped me get better at sucking cock. I’m not looking for a long term relationship, I’m looking for cocks to suck and cum to swallow and that’s why I love glory holes.

Had seen this tall guy once before here but others were around and he was skittish and ran off. Alone today it took a while of stroking in front of him but he warmed up, moved over and offered me his small limp cock to suck. He was not a grower but did get hard. It wasn't long and he started groaning. Next thing my mouth was filled with his sweet warm cum. Maybe he'll approach me quicker next time. As he walked away another older guy walked up. Bigger thicker cock but he just opened his fly. Soon he pulled away and said he was too nervous. Next met a heavy set younger guy on the trail. Nice big work boots, probably on his lunch break. He turned and led me to a good spot. I just got sucking his nice sized fat cock and he told me he was ready to cum. I turned my ass to him and did my best to back on. He came on and in my hole quickly pulling away. I saw he was still cumming so sucked up the rest. We both expressed Thanks all around. Soon came upon a fit older guy. Led him back to the same spot. Sucked on his 7" thick uncut cock. Knew I needed it up the ass as soon as he was hard. He said he needed a condom. Kissed his neck and his interest remained. Sucked him some more and he played with my ass hole. Told him I didn't need the condom. He said he would love my ass, but needed to do it inside and with a condom. We parted ways amicably. Fittest most handsome guy of the day seemed to be avoiding me. Finally followed me into a secluded space. He was very nervous and kept looking about. I couldn't verbally calm him down but he kept letting me suck his beautiful cock. His hand quickly slipped down to check my hole. Said he was anxious, really just checking this place out and didn't have time to do anything. Did say he wanted to go deeper into the woods and get naked. Even though he said he needed to go he kept fondling my cock. Finally went down on me. Every now and then we would kiss, full sensual on the lips. I turned and offered my ass, he was very tempted but said not today. We kept rubbing our almost naked bodies and he turned around and offered his ass. I ate it for a while and then stood and probed with my naked cock. He was clearly pleased and tried to make a plan for another time which I couldn't do without my daytimer. Remember my vehicle he suggested as he left with a big inviting smile. I love this game, even without getting to the fulfilling climax.

At the suna sunday night two guys had me bent over a table in the open area and pounded their loads into me and just left me their for the ones who watched the show.

Whore 5 – A Continuation The adrenaline shock of my situation was hitting me so hard that any effects of the tina were gone and I hesitated... “What the fuck?!,” boy snarled, yanking my leash and I stumbled forward to keep pace while my body was covered by rough hands roaming all over my smooth body. I tried to gather my thoughts but I couldn’t. All I could concentrate on were the sensations my body was experiencing... As fingers worked their way past my cunt lips and invaded my cunt, the comments continued and the heightened cravings from the steroids I was on took over. I was enjoying it and they all knew! Obscene comments surrounded me. Reaching the alley, boy led me through the back door and into the hallway of the shop. “Ok, whore,” boy ordered, “Lose the boots and harness.” I followed his orders immediately. By this time, I was so horned up that I fell to my knees and started sucking on boy’s leather jock... begging for cock. “Yep... you’re gonna bring in a good take,” boy laughed, producing a loaded rig. “Ready?” Raising my face to him, I looked him in the eye and moaned, “Fucking slam me.” I raised my arm and he prepped me while I held my breath to welcome the sweet fucking rush. We continued keeping eye contact... I saw the glint of the needle and I nodded to him. Then I felt the prick and the contents of the register began to flow before the tourniquet even hit the floor. “Shit yes! Love this shit!” I moaned and started to suck and lick on boy’s jock pouch. “Yeah fucker... you need this don’t cha?” boy said teasingly as he stepped back, removed his cod piece and exposed his hard cock. Grabbing his thickening shaft, he shook it in front of me. “What do you want?” “Cock!” I answered quickly moving towards him. “Why?” he asked. “Fucking tell my why.” “I’m a whore.” I said staring into his eyes. “And what do whores do?” Breaking the stare, my eyes moved down to the pulsing cock and answered... “Fucking do whatever they’re paid to do...” That did it. A wide grin spread across boy’s face and he slipped the dripping cock into my mouth. “God-damn!” boy groaned, feeling my mouth suck and lick the head before taking the shaft down my gullet until I felt his shaved crotch against my lips. Eagerly, I started to milk the shaft before slipping it out to play with his drooling piss slit with my tongue. Moving one hand between boy’s ass cheeks, I started playing with the base of his metal plug while I held onto his heavy balls with the other. I knew what was coming next and I prepared... Hungrily, I opened my mouth even wider to accept boy’s now growing knot. “That’s it, fucker,” he laughed ... you’re not going anywhere. I now worked my throat around his thick cockhead as my tongue played with the growing knot... There was only one way off his cock now. I continued on... servicing boy’s cock. “Fucking whore... take my knot... cock sucking whore...” he growled as I worked to take his load. I continued on... until I felt his cock expand and begin to throb... this was it... the moment I both loved and dreaded... the shaft expanded and filled my throat completely while his knot completely filled my mouth... I could barely breathe... I had to continue on... I needed him to come. With one last inhale through my nose, I collapsed my throat against his shaft causing it to release a thick load of cum. I had done it! “Motherfucker,” boy moaned and grabbed my shoulders with both hands to steady himself while his shaft slightly softened to allow me to again breathe. Looking up I smiled... it wasn’t over.... Suddenly, I felt boy’s piss stream down my throat. Happily, I took every drop. We remained there... me on my knees until I was unknotted. “Fucking chem whore aren’t ya?” boy said pushing me off his cock. “Can’t wait to see the take.” “Shit yeah, boy,” I said wiping my mouth, “Need to make Daddy proud.” There... I said it. Any hesitation I felt earlier was gone. I was a whore and would eagerly do my job. Boy grinned, reached down and grabbed hold of my tits producing a jolt of pleasure through me. “Come on, whore,” they’re waiting he said grabbing my leash. Standing up, I followed behind. Noticing that his cock was still exposed, I smiled and he led me through the hallway into the hot dark dungeon. I could see one bright light shining on a platform with a chain suspended from the rafter in the middle of the room. Surrounding it I could make out shadows. Standing at the door, boy stopped and looked into my dilated eyes. “From here on out you’re nothing but a piece of cunt, understood?” I grunted. The pull from my leash forced me forward into the room and the heavy scent of sweat, piss, rubber and leather enveloped me. I made my way through the parting crowd and onto the platform. Quickly, boy grabbed my wrists, raised my arms and secured me to the chain. Dropping to his knees, he proceeded to grab two previously unseen chains on the platform base and fastened them to the ankles of my spread legs which caused me to lean slightly forward. “The last item” I heard Daddy say from the darkness and boy crawled behind me and violently pulled my cunt plug out. “FUCKING HELL!” I screamed. Now I was completely exposed to the audience... every inch of my body, even my bloated cunt lips and open gape were on view. Adjusting to the light, I began to make out a group of 40 to 50 sweaty men in various gear. In the back of mind more thoughts ran... So, this was Daddy’s design... the electrolysis to smooth my body... tatts to mark it... the thick piercings. And of course, the endless steroid-fueled hours at the gym keeping me constantly horned up. The cycles had fucked up my cock but it was now caged in a smaller device than my first one so it didn’t matter... it was all about my cunt now... all part of the plan for this moment. “Gentlemen, please line up,” Daddy announced, “The main event will begin shortly. As agreed, you may now inspect the whore. I’ll remind you that you’re not to injure the merchandise. You will be ejected immediately and will forfeit your deposit.” And it began... calloused rough hands covered my body, exploring it... unmanicured fingers invaded my cunt and stroked its walls. Other hands held my caged cock and examined my shriveled cock and pulled on my ball sac. I had never experienced anything like it... “What do you think puppy?” The leatherman now in front of me directed to someone down on the dungeon floor. I turned to look in the direction of his question and saw a hot muscled stud in a packed red swimmers jockstrap stepping up onto the platform. His muscled pecs were framed in a bulldog harness edged in red piping that matched the piping on his collar and laces on his boots. His gaze never broke my mine as he walked past me and started to examined my cunt lips. “Good potential,” he growled, stroking my tender cunt lips. “HMMM,” the Daddy said, walking around me but not touching. “What about you two? What’s your take on this one?” And another one came up... this one was young... a fucking hot rubbered-up ginger skin. Fuck! I thought, seeing the massive ringed tits on his rubber harnessed pecs. Only this one’s rubber gear was edged in yellow with matching laces on his 10-hole rangers. His black rubber jockstrap shone with a bright yellow stripe that bulged out from the obviously heavy ball weight gripping his sac. He walked right up to me and took hold of my tits... “Tits,” he moaned, taking one in his mouth and biting hard...my body stiffened but I didn’t dare say make a sound. “That’s two,” his Daddy laughed. “What about you, cunt?” That’s when I saw him come into view! This guy had been modified even beyond my wildest dreams. Seeing my reaction, he smiled and stood before me. My eyes went directly to the glinting silver tag on his yellow piped leather collar... a match to puppy’s red piped collar. Grabbing the tag, he walked up to me making sure I could see the one word engraved on it... “Cunt...” he growled, giving me a nod of deference. I moaned as he stepped back to allow me to see him... I marveled at his smooth hard pecs... those fucking thick ringed tits framed by the yellow piped harness! They stood out like small udders pointing straight down. He wasn’t shaved... he had electrolysis... just I had. My eyes continued down, following the deep ridges of his abs. And then, I saw it! A fucking hugely obscene melon-sized bulge barely contained by the straining mesh pouch of a yellow swimmers jock. “I couldn’t help myself...What the fuck!?” I exhaled and looked directly into his dilated eyes. “How...?” Ignoring me, he moved forward to hold my caged cock and began to inspect it. His fingers moved between the metal and stroked the loose skin surrounding my cock. While, his other hand traced the flowing tribal tatts that ran over my body. Glancing down to boy, he asked one question... "This thing function?” “Nope,” boy laughed. “Same here,” he winked at me and released me. Grinning, he patted my cage, then he moved behind me and proceeded to grab my cunt lips and squeeze them. I let out a low moan. Seemingly satisfied, he released them and again stood in front of me. His eyes visually inspected my tatted pecs and followed the markings up my arms. Grunting... he moved to my smooth pits and lapped at the dripping sweat... “Ah fuck!” I groaned, feeling the metal post in his tongue slide against my smooth pit... all the while his eyes were focused on my slammed vein. Finally reaching it, he moaned, “Fucking chemwhore...” as he slid his tongue over it before kissing it and dropping to his knees. Crawling to his Daddy, he spoke one final word, “Yes.” The Daddy nodded, and motioned to his trio. Obediently, they gathered behind him and followed him off the platform to make room for the others. As the inspections went on and on, I couldn’t keep my mind off of him... what was it the Daddy called him? What was on the tag? Cunt... The images of him filled my thoughts until I was lost in the moment. I was transported out of the moment until my body began to spasm and I let out a roar from the orgasm deep in my cunt. “MOTHERFUUCKERRR!” Coming off the anal release I took a deep breath and I steadied myself... the inspections continued. After the last one made his way past me, boy stood and moved behind me. Leaning in, he whispered in my ear as he slipped a finger into my cunt, “What are you thinking, whore?... Did those mods turn you on? You should see his cunt... As a matter of fact, whore... each one of their cunts is beautiful... but cunt’s?... his fucking thick bloated cunt lips are the biggest. And that prolapse... fucking beautiful rosebud.” I closed my eyes trying to picture it as my own cunt began to throb from the burning sensation inside me... It had to be a fucking huge shard. “Shit yes!” I moaned and my cunt plug was plunged back inside me... securing the shard deep against my cunt walls to dissolve with my cunt juices. As the lights went up, I took in the scene below me. I quickly looked over the room until I saw him... cunt stood as his Daddy fucked him from behind. Never taking his eyes off of me, he took the rapid thrusts of the cock. I was mesmerized. I didn’t understand... Why the fuck was I thinking about him right now?! Noticing the confusion in my face, he smiled and nodded. For some reason, that gesture and the shard did it. My body began to strain against chains and it started... “As you know for quite some time, my shop has had a piece of inventory on display.” Daddy announced, “Well gentlemen, it is now available.” and a loud roar rose from the crowd.

Part 2 The next month was a difficult one. Difficult in the sense that we had imposed some strict rules on ourselves. Rules designed to make the night of Vinny's "adoption" to be the most beautiful, painful, extreme night of his young life. First of all, he quit Prep the morning after he told us he wanted to become our son. A month being off the meds should be more than enough time for his body to become prime meat ready to absorb our poison. Second, no fucking. We wanted his hole to be as tight as possible for maximum wreckage that night. So for the next month, only blowjobs. And that wasn't as easy as it might sound because every time I saw Vinny's smooth, creamy white ass outlined in his jockstrap, I just wanted to rape it. Needless to say, Rob and I took full advantage of raping his sweet, puppy mouth and throat any opportunity we had. Third, his body was off limits. No spanking, whipping, paddling, nothing. Not even tit torture as we wanted his flesh to be as pure as possible before we gave him a night of exquisite pain he would never forget. Of course that didn't mean bondage was off the table, as long as there was nothing else with it. Vinny spent many a long day or night over the next month in some very uncomfortable positions. Fourth, Vinny was forbidden from cumming for the next month. Not hard since he was caged up. Lastly, no T. This was another hard one, as I loved it when our nasty little pup was tweaked out, and Vinny dearly missed it too. Of course we still allowed weed and poppers, were not monsters after all. Eventually, the month had finally passed and our sons birthday had arrived. That morning after our little pup had drained first Rob then me of our morning piss, I took Vinny's chin in my hands and looked him deeply in his eyes. "Today's the day puppy. It's your birthday. Are you ready for the most intense experience of your life?" Vinny looked back at me with those big, brown eyes. "Yes Sir." He whispered. "I'm ready." Rob then led him to his cage where he would spend the day, as the festivities wouldn't start until tonight. He was gagged and hooded, isolating him from the world. His hands were placed in leather mitts and clasped behind his back so he could in no way touch himself. Earbuds were placed in his ears playing an endless loop of hypno dialog detailing his new life as our poz puppy cumdump to really fuck with his head. He was given Viagra so his little dick would painfully strain in it's cage all day and he was diapered so he would have no need to leave it for the next 10 hours. Finally, the time had arrived. We were joined by six of our friends, including our doctor friend to join in Vinny's re-birth. We started by affixing Vinny to our St. Andrews cross, facing outward, still hooded and gagged. I attached a milking machine to his little dick and switched it on. It didn't take more than a couple of minutes before Vinny was was moaning and shaking as the machine sucked the first load out of him. He whined as the machine continued to suck on his sensitive dick, but we were not letting him off that easy. Our doctor friend Kurt proceeded to clamp off our pup's left nipple before producing a thick needle and placed the needle against Vinny's protruding tit. He let out a muffled howel as Kurt plunged the needle through his flesh, causing him to shoot his second load into the milking machine. His body convulsed as much as it could in his strapped down state as his dick became even more sensitive. Kurt quickly had a fat piercing in place. The process was completed with his right nipple as a sweat broke out over his body. The machine continued it's relentless sucking as Vinny continued to whine and moan. I stroked my hard cock through my jeans as I enjoyed Vinny's torment. Our pup was openly weeping into the mask as the machine eventually sucked load number three out of him. Only then did Rob finally shut it off. Vinny went completely limp in his bonds when it was finally removed from his dick. But his dick torment wasn't over yet. I held a popper soaked rag over his nose as Kurt picked up a fresh needle. He took Vinny's overly sensitive dick into his hands and quickly jammed the needle through his piss hole causing Vinny to scream into the gag. He then shoved a fat p.a. through the hole as Vinny continued screaming. God damn my dick was throbbing! It was big enough that it looked kind of comical in Vinny's little dicklet. Rob then tied off Vinny's bicep and swabbed the vein before inserting the needle. He slammed Vinny as Kurt prepared for the final piercing of the evening. The doc took a fresh needle and quickly passed it through Vinny's septum as I held his head still. Vinny screamed some more, but that didn't deter Kurt who had the piercing inserted in no time. I stepped back to admire my pup with all his new jewelry as he hung on the cross. We took Vinny down and hung him by his wrists in the middle of the room with his toes barely touching the ground. Then each guest took an implement to strike his hot, defenseless muscle bod. Everything from riding crops to paddles to cat o'nine tails and even a rattan cane. Then Rob and I sat back and started smoking the glass pipe as we watched our guests take turns beating and whipping our strung up pup. My cock throbbed as I watched the abuse inflicted on his young flesh. Poor Vinny never knew where he would be struck next, or with what. His body jerked and twisted like a puppet as he was assaulted all over and sweat poured off him. It was especially hot when one of his brand new piercings were struck as that elicited the best screams from him. After half and hour, his body was covered in angry red welts, from his chest down to his feet. The best were the stripes across his ass from the cane that were already starting to turn a purplish colour. I could feel the heat emanating from his body as I took him down. Vinny was then transferred to the sling where he was again strapped down and imobile. Rob took a syringe and sucked up all of Vinny's cum from the milking machines receptical and squirted it up Vinny's exposed hole. Then I took a bottle brush, you know the kind, round, about four inches long with bristles that started out narrow, but then got fatter. I sprayed it with water before I coated it in a fine covering of crystals. I was going to royaly fuck up Vinny's hole! I started to insert it as Vinny hissed into the gag. Rob covered his nose with a popper rag as I pushed the brush further in. Vinny started yelling into the gag as the brush scraped his delicate tissues and the T burned his hole. Soon, the entire thing was inside his hole and I twisted it around, causing Vinny to scream and buck in his bonds. I slowly pulled it out and my dick throbbed even harder as I looked at the redish slime covering it. I shoved it back in as fresh sweat broke out over his body. That only spurred me on more! I fucked Vinny with the brush, pulling it rapidly in and out as his formerly pink hole already burned an angry red. I pulled it out one final time and red tinted cum oozed from my puppy's hole. I couldn't wait another second. I undid my jeans and didn't even bother to take them off before I slammed my hard cock into Vinny with one mighty stroke. Vinny let out a wail as my fat cock stretched out his burning, inflamed hole. Our friends cheered as I bottomed out in my pup. This was the moment I had been waiting for and I grabbed Vinny's strong thighs and pounded his hole as hard as I could. I knew I would only last a few strokes before I was blasting my poison into the cumdump beneath me. "Oh fuck boy, here I come!" I shouted. "Take my poz load you filthy little pig!" I berated him as I buried myself as deeply as I could. Rob pinched his sore nipples as my dick throbbed deep inside him, coating his scraped up intestinal walls with my dirty load. Vinny just squeeled like the pig he was. I collapsed onto our rubber covered mattress as Rob took my place, stretching Vinny's hole more with his fat mushroom head as one of our friends held fresh poppers over his nose. Rob fucked him a little longer than I did, but he too didn't last too long before he was adding his toxic load into our pup's soon to be poz hole. Rob and I kicked back and enjoyed the glass pipe as we watched our poz friends, one by one rape Vinny's hole, adding more and more dirty cum into our slut. In just about 2 hours, he had taken 8 loads. We then helped him out of the sling and on to the fuck bench, reddish slime running down his legs. I smiled knowing the bench would rub his newly pierced tits causing him more pain as he was fucked further. Rob administered another slam right before I rammed myself back into him. I was able to fuck him longer this time, as was everyone else as well. Four hours and couple of booty bumps later, our puppy cumdump had 16 dirty loads pumped into his wrecked guts and his hole had become a dark red rosebud that leaked toxic seed after each man pulled out. I decided that wouldn't do. So after another slam, I proceeded to insert my fist into his gaping hole. Vinny whimpered and whined as his hole no doubt ached like it had never ached before, but hey, I had warned him. He was so high and his hole so fucked open that it practically sucked my fist right in. In no time I was almost to my elbow, well past his second sphincter. I wanted to make sure to get as much toxic jizz as deep into him as possible. I deep punched his guts as hard as I dared while my guests pissed all over him. By this point, everyone was worn out and headed home. Everyone worn out except Rob and me. So after everyone left, we untied Vinny and removed all his gear. Then we took a now naked pup and had him straddle Rob on the bed, sitting on his cock. Then I slid my cock into him next to Rob's, and we double fucked that slutty cumhole until we eventually added two final toxic loads of the night, after which we both pissed up his ass. Acting quickly before it could leak out, I grabbed a fat plug and plugged the slut's trashed out hole. Then we diapered him up and put him back in his cage, leaving him like the worthless poz hole he would now become, but not before switching on a monitor that played the events of the night, as of course everything had been recorded for posterity. It took the whore two and a half months before he finally came down with the fuck flu. And I can't tell you how hot it was to fuck his puppy hole as he was ravaged by fever. He was forever our son.

I have read a lot of awesome stories in here and in a weak moment I got that great idea to try myself, the ideas and fantasy are all flying wild around in my head, but putting down in writing is nothing I have done before and debated on and off if I actually post this story. However, as a quote says “nothing ventured, nothing gained” Feedback is welcome but please have in mind it is my first attempt, English is not my birth langue so spelling, and grammar mistake will occur. Hope you will enjoy the story. Things I did to get a star. I was born and raised in a small rural town everybody knew each other so secrets was hard to keep especially one like mine, my father and mother was very religious and for some it could look they were radicals so telling them there only son was gay was never an option I was already one big failure. My father had been the local football star and had gotten big offers from the big league but getting caught taking a small cut with use of steroids made that dream come to an early end. My mother had her goal set on becoming a top model, she had the looks to make it, but an intense love affair and a broken condom resulted in that dream to came crashing down because nine month after the affair I was born. My father and mother both nineteen and both their dreams crashed and looked down on from the rest of the community for their unholy union and bastard child, made them take the only road they could think of and got married even though they did not love each other and had anything in common except the bitterness of failed dreams in common. When I was born my grandparents died and left everything to my father and his brother the family’s black sheep, it was first until I was eight I learned the reason to why we were not I contact with him. He was gay and the family had disowned him and only because my grandmother had put her foot down my grandfather had given him a small farmhouse with six acers of farmland and forest the rest of the estate and money went to my father. But were my father only had his goal set on becoming the football star of all time, my uncle had done good in school and university so with the small amount he got he quickly got a good business going and started to expand, were my father that did not have the educations hurry wasted most of the money on bad decisions made from bad advice from friends that did not know anything on how to run a big manor and the farmland properly, so when I was six we had to move out and in a small house in the outskirt of the local small town just to add further to my parents humiliations and remind them of their failed dreams. Me the big failure or dream destroyer as my mom would call me when she was in a really bad mood was only 5.3 feet tall, 103 pounds or skinny, pale skin and in winter almost white the sun could never give me any colour other than lobster red, my voice was high pitchy and my hair was a big mop of dirty blond hair that seemed to have its own will, total opposite then my father that was 6.2 feet tall and 265 pounds of pure muscle and a deep masculine voice. My parents never hit me or abused me but never really cared or showed any sign of love and affection towards me, my father tried but gave up because I never succeed in any of the things he tried make me do like sports, hunting fishing or other things like a real man would love, so instead of trying he stopped and just left me to live my life alone as long I was not getting in his way or asked questions like why the neighbor wife always came over when mom went to church and always left red and flustered after one hours screaming and panting in my parents’ bedroom. Until I was ten they discovered my talent for cocking they pretty much left me alone and didn’t bother to pay attention to how my daily life was, not that I could tell anything exiting except how I was bullied or got beaten in school breaks even the teacher would sometimes join in on the name calling, but one day my father found some leftover I had put in the fridge and suddenly it was my responsibility to have the dinner ready and my father’s work lunch ready on weekends or holidays breakfast to, it ended with I had to make lunch boxes to my father’s colleagues or to some of their church gatherings. That little recognition it gave me was better than nothing so I gave it my best, tried to learn more read and watch everything that had anything to do with food so at the age of eighteen I got chosen to be a cocking apprentice on one of the restaurants in the big neighbor city, my father and mother was happy, but I think it was more for the prospect of me bringing some money for them to use. But I didn’t care I was over the moon with happiness, because it was not only the best restaurant in the area, but one of the best in the country but also recognized in the world and every apprentice that graduated from the restaurant could chose were he/ she would work, the recognition was not only do to the tree stars it had but also for the owner, he had won almost every medal worth winning. My big secret dream was that I one day would own my own restaurant and get one or two stars myself and show everybody and especially my parents that I was not a failure, so to get a place at the place meant everything and I was happy and for once felt that life was good and dared to believed that I was more than the failure everyone said. From day one, the staff made me feel welcome, helped me settle in, except the senior apprentice Alex, whatever I said or did Alex never said anything except some rude comments about my failure family and me, but even his hurt full comment could ruin my happiness or stop me from using him as jerk off material because with his 6 feet tall and 186 pounds muscle, blond hair and deep blue eyes he was pure sex good in my opinion. Alex was six years older than me and from the same small town I was from, but were I was the skinny failure he had been the star, good at any sport the school and bought home trophy after trophy, he had joined the military but went home after one year because his girlfriend’s mom had fallen ill and then had started as cocking apprentice and now only had four month and then was a real chef. The first tree month was a trail period and the owner could fire one with days’ notice but after the tree month you were signed a contract so you were secure the rest of your education witch would take four years to complete, so I gave everything I had to show that my boss had made the right choice to pick me and not one of the other thirty that had applied for the same position. The boss and owner was 6.3 feet tall and looked like a bear with all the body hair, he was friendly and always toke the time to tell share his knowledge to ever body even the waiters was joining in the kitchen whenever there was an opportunity, it was a Sunday afternoon that my journey to become the person I am today started. Normally the restaurant were closed on Sundays but this Sunday my boss had accepted to open so the prime minister could celebrate her first newborn, everything went after planed and we were ready to go home and enjoy the rest of the Sunday before we had to start on a busy week the next day. It was also the last day in my trail period and my colleagues have made fun and jokes all day about I should hurry home before the boss could change his mind and fire me even Alex made some comments about run before it’s to late or I would regret for not running, had I known what I know now I would have run like hell was after me, but I was naïve and blinded by my dream to become the owner of my own restaurant with one or two stars or maybe tree. Just as I was to leave the boss came and asked me to stay behind because there seemed to be a problem with my contract and he would like to fix it so there was no problem I the future, worried I quickly accepted and said bye to the others. When we were alone the boss suggested, we went up to his privet apartment and get things settled. When we got up in the apartment he said take a seat and relax, gave me a glass of vine, I never drank but because of the nerves I accepted and quickly emptied the glass but he quickly refilled it repeatedly, I told him I was not used to drink and he laughed and told me then it was time I learned to live and be a real grown up so I kept drinking even I was feeling the effect. He then asked me if I was aver of what it meant to be an apprentice at his restaurant and how many doors it would open? I honestly said yes I knew and was happy that he had given me the opportunity, what he then said chocked me. He said that he was not sure he made the right choice with me because he had a feeling I was not totally up to the challenge it would be and put the effort in to show him that I was grateful and not let him down, I started crying and told him he had made the right choice and I would do anything to show him I was grateful and would never let him down if he just gave me a chance. He then said he had to think it through but I had done a good job in make him believe me, he then said we should get some rest so we were ready for next morning and since I had alcohol he offered I could sleep in the spare room, afraid to anger him more I quickly accepted and we went to bed tired from a hard work day and emotionally rollercoaster ride I soon found sleep. I woke up to the dream of a snake sliding up along the crack in my ass and leaving a trail of moist, suddenly I became aware it was not a dream and the heavy breathing was not the wind blowing but my bosses heavy breathing and the snake was his dick he was grinding up my ass, I tried to get up but he held me tight and whispered for me to stay and be quiet and enjoy like any good faggot. I told him I didn’t want it and I was a virgin and was waiting for the right guy to take my virginity, he laughed and it felt like his dick got even harder and bigger, when I again tried to get up he got angry said I had a really strange way to show him how grateful I was and even questioned what I had said two hours earlier in fact was true and I just was using him. Therefore, he literally kicked me out of the bed and told me to get the hell out and never come back, in total chock I started crying and begged him not to kick me out and said I had meant and still meant every word, he then asked me to show it, come back to bed and start showing gratitude and be thank full towards him. Shaking with fear I crawled back to bed, he then cuddled me and told me how sweet I was and he just wanted what was best for me, he told me why I acutely should be grateful that he would take my cherry and it would not be some random guy that I had to pay because I must know I was not good looking, in some level I knew it was fucked up and I should get the hell out, but what he told me was only what everyone had told me my entire life so I stayed and acutely thanked him for his kindness. He then started to feel up my body pinching my nipples and every time I cried out when he was to rough his breathing got more ragged and his dick made more of the slimy stuff in my crack. He asked if I had played with my ass before and I told him now which only seems to make him happier. He told me that the first time would hurt and it was better just to go all in and enjoy it then go slow and drag the pain, I said I was afraid and didn’t not like pain, to which he laughed and said I did not look that way, and to my surprise my tiny dick or weeny was rock hard and made the slimy stuff big time. He started to grind his dick up against my hole again and it acutely felt nice, he the toke a brow bottle and placed it under my nose and told me it was ok, and take deep breaths, when I did my head started spinning and a warm feeling spread through my body, he kept urging me to take more and bigger breath, when he suddenly said hold it, I was literally flying from the poppers when suddenly the good feeling was replaced with intense pain. At first I did not register were it came from but quickly I became aware it was from my ass and he was pushing what felt like a baseball bat up my ass, I struggled to get free and screamed out and begged him to stop but he just laughed and told me to shut up or he would have to gag me and I had willingly chosen to crawled back in bed and kept pressing more of his dick in my ass until he told me how good a boy I was and I had taken his whole dick, the entire time I silent cried and hope it soon would be over. He told me to take more poppers and how wonderful my hole was feeling and how much pleasure I was giving him and in time I would feel it to, the pain returned when he started to pull out and push back in, he kept the slow pace a bit and it started to feel ok, he even changed position so I was on my back and my legs on his shoulder but kept the slow and gentle pace smiling down at me. I started to make soft moans and not just grunts when he pushed the dick in my ass though the pain still was there it was now mixed with pleasure I never experienced before, I became aware of the musky smell and his hairy body wet dripping with sweat which strangely was intoxicating and big turn on, suddenly it felt like some warm liquid was pumping in my ass, the feeling was too much and I lost control and came all over my stomach but suddenly he stopped. When I asked if something was wrong, he brought his face close to mine and smiled down at me “like someone had control I stuck my tongue out and licked the sweat from his chin”, he then asked if I enjoy having his dick in my ass, still shy a gave a little nod, but he said if I wanted him to keep fucking my ass I had to beg for him to give me a good fucking like a real man because he would never use force and use me against my will, so I started to beg him to fuck me like a real man. He ordered me to take deep hit of poppers and hold my breath until he started to fuck my ass, he planted a kiss on my nose and I dreamily smiled up at him but the smile he returned was one that sent chills down my spine, and then he slammed his entire dick back in my hole. I screamed like crazy, tried to get up, and away from him and the burning pain, but my little physic was not match to his, and the more I tried to get free the more force he used to fuck my ass. I kept pleading him to stop or be more gentle but he just laughed and twisted my nipple so hard I was afraid he would tear it off, he asked me why stop when it looked like I loved it since my tiny dick was rock hard and leaking all over my stomach so instead of screaming for him to stop I should beg him to keep fucking and use my body. In my confused mind still affected by the alcohol, poppers, pain in my ass and nipples, his manipulating words and the fact my dick was hard I heard myself start beg him to keep fucking and use my ass even twist my nipples harder. Don’t know how long he kept fucking me, but suddenly his trusting became ragged and he said he was about to nut in my ass and told me to beg for his cum, I totally freaked because I realized he was fucking me without condom, but before I could say anything he slammed his dick in my ass and that feeling of warm flued pumping in ass returned just this time more intense and again I came all over my stomach. After the climax he collapsed and sat back on his heels with his dick still lodged in my hole until his dick softened and flopped out with a pop, he told me how great it had been and tight my hole was and even commented on how sexy the hole looked all swollen up, red and smeared in pink cum, he then got up and went in to his own bed to sleep. Left I lay on my bag in a state of chock, confusion and all thoughts running in my head about how wrong this was and the fear about having unsafe sex, but yet still feeling guilty for have enjoyed it because I had cum not one but two times, at that time I did not know that if once prostate was stimulated long enough it could give one an unwilling orgasm. I must have fallen asleep because next thing I remember is waking up by having my boss yet aging slamming his dick up my ass and fucked me hard before he told me quickly to clean up and get down in the kitchen and start work before the staff came in and get suspicious, because it was to be a secret that he would help me in the future he told me. When the others came the commented on I was up and early and I just told them I have had trouble sleeping, and when the commented on my awarded walk I just said I had fallen down the stairs and landed on my butt so was a bit sore both things was not totally lies. It was only Alex that did not commented but strangely just seem sad. My boss acted like nothing had happened and things quickly went back to normal and after a week my ass stopped hurting and I started to believe it was only a onetime thing and the rest of my education would go just fine, how naïve and wrong that was would be a lesson I soon would learn.

Part 7; A few hours had passed, and my son had not returned. At 2am there was still no sign of him. His Whatsapp last seen was time stamped for 6.15pm. He had abruptly gone eerily quiet, which was very unlike him. I knew in my gut he was with my Doctor, his new found Uncle Dick. I now soon fell asleep. I awoke at 9am to the nurse doing my obs, which meant breakfast would soon be on its way. I checked my phone. No messages. And the time stamp on my son's Whatsapp remained at the same time. I found myself suddenly craving to have him lying next to me, and left wondering what was happening. After breakfast I got bored, so, took myself to the day room. A room full of fully blown AIDS Men, watching the TV, playing cards, and general chit chat. There was a guy who I had not seen before sat alone by the window, watching the TV, as the glare of the sun enhanced the deep yellow colour of his skin. I sat with him, and in the ad break to the programme he was watching we got chatting. His name was Stan, and had apparently stayed in this wing several times over the past few years. We soon both went to my room, continued chatting and playing cards. Chat turned to our Doctor, and it transpired he had taken my boy to his room as soon as they left me, ordered him to strip, then straddle over Stan in his bed, facing away so his sloppy puffy loose cunt was in Stan's face. Our Doctor ordered him as he lay upright in bed to finger my son's cunt. 'You wanna fuck this newly charged up toxic piece of fuck-meat?' Stan speechless at the intensity of the situation could only nod ... 'Then, I'll collect you at 8pm Sunday evening, here, from your room'. Stan couldn't believe that that was my boy he had fingered. I explained the entire situation as we swapped various stories during the day. We got a nurse to inform kitchen staff that we would both be eating together in my room for the next few days. Late evening, after dinner, during cards, talk came to my son ... 'Apparently you will be fucking my son tomorrow night. I wonder where the hell he is. Since we met there hasn't been a day where we haven't seen one another, and he hasn't been online'. 'I reckon our Doctor has your boy in his sadistic grasp. He is well known here on this wing as being an exceptionally caring Doctor, yet, a real twisted fuck outside of work' Stan went to his room at around 10pm, and I was now alone with my thoughts. I resisted the urge to check my phone again, and soon fell asleep. 9am came, obs and breakfast, with Stan making his appearance in my room at 11am. He was a really friendly cheerful bloke, despite what was happening to his body. His sunken yellow face and glazed eyes said it all. 'Hey Stan buddy, good to see you. Sleep well?' 'Yes, I was out like a light, easy these days. You hear from your boy yet?' 'No. Nothing. He still hasn't been online either. I guess all will become clear this evening'. After the kitchen staff took away the lunch gear, I asked Stan to see what he would be using to assault my son's cunt with tonight. He stood up, lifted his gown up above his waist, then sat down again. His Dick was thick, and curled up snug in his crotch. I leaned over and took his soft thick shaft between my thumb and two fingers, and began to stroke. For someone who was very sick, he grew fast, and he grew big. I let go, and his filthy diseased weapon sprang upright, bouncing off of his belly. He had a KS lesion mid shaft, and he sported a spiked Prince Albert (PA). 'That's HUGE Stan. My son will love you'. 'Yeah, 6" girth, 8" length ... Let's go to your bathroom'. We all had our own bathrooms, so, off we went. He locked the door behind us. He undone my gown, and bent me over the bath, spitting on my cunt... 'Look at that wonderful AIDS wasted ASS. Not as emaciated as mine, but still, a sweet fucking sight'. With no warning he slammed deep inside my cunt, his PA tearing my rectum to pieces, causing me to yelp. He fucked me slowly ... 'Shut up faggot ... Look at us, fucking like wild animals the way we should do, our physiques drastically changed for being what we are meant to be' ... He leaned over my back, still rocking his hips, forcing his fully blown death weapon deeper each time he rocked forwards. He came towards my ear ... 'I got hard yesterday when you told me your boy sought our way of life and how it happened, and tonight I am gonna make sure he really does become a real Man by giving him some essential extras' 'Cum inside my cunt, Stan' 'Oh no, oh NO, my ultra filthy toxic virulent cum is for your Beautiful boy' With that he took his Gorgeous death-tool out of my fully blown AIDS cunt, and left. I gathered myself, went into my room, and saw that he had completely left. I ended up having dinner alone. It was 8.30pm. I lay in my bed wondering what on earth was going on. I STILL had not heard from my son, it had been two days now, and still no sign of him online. THEN, Doctor Richard came in ....

Part 6; My rugby stud replied ... 'Yes Doctor, where is that CUM from?' 'Well, I have worked in this wing for several years, and I frequently get my AIDS patients to cum in a plastic cup, which I add to a large sealed tub with filthy loads already collected that I keep in my own special freezer in the lab'. 'OMG Yeeeees' With that my son automatically put his hands behind his knees and pulled them as to further spread his already spread legs and gaping cunt. Our Doctor summoned me to come and watch what he was doing. He began to depress the plunger, and I could see the deadly seed from unknown toxic donors filling my sons gaping cunt. About half way through he slowly released the speculum taking it out, also removing the now half full syringe at the same time. Suddenly, and without any warning, he plunged his fist just past his wrist and steadily got to work to now open my little rugby stud wide open, as he ground in the copious amounts of nasty AIDS cum! He motioned me to the roll of Bio-Hazard stickers, and got me to put another one on, this time on my sons left pec. 'A matching pair. The second sticker represents the Syphilis we also detected'. With that my son threw his head back, arched his back, and moaned in ecstasy. Still naked I sat back down in my wheelchair, and just watched the Doctor totally wreck my sons cunt over the next hour or so. During this time he also unloaded the remaining nasty virulent unknown toxic cum from the syringe and worked it deeper and deeper into the willing and inflamed cunt flesh, as he contorted his face in evil lusting demonic expressions. 'Ohhh YES, you are one fucking nasty poz cump dump, aren't you boy' 'Yes Sir' 'I bet you'll be wanting a blood slam from your Daddy next' 'Oh FUUUCK YEEEEEES ... I'd LOVE that' 'You really are a fucking sick nasty fuck-pig, you know that!?' 'Yes Sir, I do' He got a syringe, opened up my cannula port, took some blood, walked over to my son, opened up his cannula port, attached the syringe, and summoned me over. He ordered me to put my thumb on top of his, and push, and in synergy we pressed the plunger down together. Bang ... My pure DNA meeting up with my mutated DNA in every part of my rugby studs sexy athletic body. 'Get on your knees you poz cunt' He opened his buttoned shirt, and pulled his pants and trousers down to reveal a very hairy torso, legs, and ass. The latter being pert and beefy. Another rugby build! His Dick bounced out of his pants, HARD, and oozing pre-cum. 'You don't remember me do you?' 'Er ... No' 'Our teams played a game of rugby a year ago, and I watched you shower. I knew one day I'd have you' 'I think I re... Before my son could say anymore, he shoved his rock hard pre-cum ozzing Doctor Dick right to the back of my sons throat... 'Shut the fuck up, cunt' He gagged, coughed, and spluttered at first, but soon they were in a steady deep-throating rhythm as my sweet son had his face fucked with a thick meaty weapon. 'I think it is time we cooled you down with some neg cum. You cannot have it poz the whole time you know' I knelt behind him, lifted his tail shirt up, and watched his beefy hairy ass grind in and out as he pumped my sons throat. I placed my pale scrawny hands on his alpha ass, and leaned in to sniff his musky sweaty hole. I gotten totally lost in the moment when I felt him tense up, grunt and growl as he unloaded his cum. Fuck, I wanted to taste it. 'Get up, sort yourself out, get dressed, and I want to see you in my patients room at 7pm when I come off of shift' As my son collected himself, I tugged on the shirt tail to my stud of a Doctor. He turned around, dick semi hard and slowly going down as it glistened with a mixture of cum and spit. He smiled at me, stroked my hair, and gently put his dick in my mouth. I moved my mouth and tongue to clean his spent dick. After a few minutes I suddenly felt a warm gush fill my mouth. I knew immediately what was going on, and happily began to drink his flowing piss. It felt wonderfully warm, leaving me with a satisfied inner glow. Having drunk his piss, my Doctor, and my son between them sorted everything out prior to the porter coming to collect me, including putting me in my gown again. My piss gifter addressed me ... 'After tonight I shall be off tomorrow and the day after, so, shall be back in a few days' Once back to my room, my sexy rugby son and I snuggled up in my hospital bed. He looked up at me, smiled ... 'I Love you Daddy. I couldn't be happier that it was you that pozzed me up' 'I Love you too, son' I lovingly kissed him on his forehead, his beads of converting sweat continued, yet again moistening my lips ... 'How do you feel about your new son moving in with his Dad, where I can look after you, and we together share a sexual and loving 'Daddy - son' life together?' I smiled inside and out ... 'I'd like that very much, son' Snuggling together we fell asleep until 6pm when dinner was served for the both of us. After we ate, we played cards again, and right in the middle of a game, the Doctor walked in. It was already 7pm! 'Grab your belongings, it's time for that chat. Oh, and my name is Richard, but you can call me Uncle Dick'. As they went to leave, Doctor Richard looked at me, giving me a wink as though to say, I am in control of your son now! ? ?

It's a week after I recovered from the fuck flu and I feel great now and my dick is rock hard with a 3 week load stuck in me. I get on the scale and I see that I lost 25 LBS. going from 120 LBS. to 95 LBS. and as I look in the mirror I'm down to skin and bones looking like death warmed over. Tommy later that day has a chaser lined up and ask if I want to help convert him , FUCK YEA. He is about 30 nice body and when I come in I see an empty bottle of Gator Aid and Tommy is readying a slam for him , I grab a bag of Tina and find a big shard. As he finished his coughing , he looks at me and ask Tommy if I have full blown AIDS and since I do Tommy says yes as I turn him over and spread his cheeks and see this pretty pink hole. I have special ring on as I shove the shard in as deep as my finger will go and the ring is doing its job of tearing his hole up and the booty bump is doing its job as his hole is burning up and he has no idea I'm cutting up his hole up. I ask him what he is here for Him: I want to become POZ You don't care how we do it? Him: Please just POZ me any way you want. ANY WAY WE WANT? Him: YES. Tommy looks at me and smiles as he just gave us the go ahead to wreck his hole , We take him into another room where there is a sling and as much as I want to just fuck him with this 3 week toxic load in me but to wreck his hole and make sure our POZ blood will mix with his is a chance we can't miss. I as Tommy how big of a slam you gave him , no much as its his first time doing Tina and GHB. We take his arms and legs and lock him into the sling and with his legs spread as wide as they can go and the nice pink hole so exposed it's time to get to work.Tommy administer another slam to him and this time a heavy one as I grab the bottle of Tina lace lube and use my fingers to work his hole over. He has followed the instructions perfect as his hole is crystal clean. Tommy is teasing him asking him to beg to become POZ as I'm working his hole over , Tommy is giving him poppers as my hand slips into his hole. I work his hole real good but I can't take it any more as I feel my dick is ready to cum so I remove my hand and drive my dick in and start to fuck him as hard and as fast as I can, when I cum it's the first time I cum where my dick keeps pumping this 3 week toxic load out. My dick is still hard but I will need a little wile to build up another load for him , so Tommy takes my place and say to me WTF look at this load you gave him as Tommy dick goes in my is coming out. Cum is flying out every ware so the load I shot in was a big one. When Tommy cum I grab a long 18 inch thin dildo and shove in in as hard and as deep as I can to make sure his whole colon is covered with our toxic cum.We put 8 loads in his hole and then put a butt plug in his hole and locked it in with a belt so all the loads will be absorbed into his body. We gave him so much Tina and GHB that he had to be taken to the nurse to recover.