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The Raw Adventures of Jack (Part 3) We left the club together, Hoodie, his friend and I, and in the orange lamplight hastily climbed into a really battered old Marina; it was full of all sorts of junk and reeked of cigarette smoke. My god those cars are old and this one rattled and choked like it was on its death bed! I pushed some of the junk onto the floor and sat in the back with Hoodie beside me; he spent the whole journey running his left hand up and down the inside of my right thigh, deliberately bumping into my crotch. The agony in my balls was exquisite! ‘Oh sorry, this is Phil,’ Hoodie tapped our driver fondly on the shoulder. Phil glanced over at me as though this kidnapping was an everyday occurrence. ‘Hi Phil. I’m Jack,’ and I turned to Hoodie. ‘What’s your name? You haven’t told me.’ Hoodie popped that lop-sided grin at me again and paused his massage of my leg. He moved closer to me across the back seat and looked me deep in the eyes. ‘I thought you’d never ask.’ His grin spread wide. What a cheeky bastard you are, I thought …. a cheeky, teasing, dirty, fucking gorgeous bastard. ‘I’m Mateusz. My friends call me Matt but you can call me Mateusz if you like!’ He grinned broadly and gave my chin a soft pretend punch. ‘Now play nice, Matt,’ Phil chirped from the front. Okay I thought. You are a cheeky bastard and I’m going to have to be careful with you. And actually from that point on I’ve deliberately never called him anything but Mateusz. ‘That’s a Polish name, huh? I thought, when I met you, you might be Danish.’ ‘Yup. My folks are from ‘the old country’. I guess Denmark’s not a bad guess. I’ll give you 6 out of 10.’ ‘You’re keeping a score?’ I raised an eyebrow. The horny bastard just kept grinning at me and started playing with my thigh again. ‘Oh god!’ Phil groaned from the front. Sounds like I’m not the first bit of ass Mateusz has taken home. The guys shared a flat just across the main road from King’s Cross. We left the car and entered a tall 19th century red-brick building, gloomy in the lamplight. Two flights up and we reached the flat. Like the car, the flat was a complete mess, stuff everywhere and there lingered the smell of curry and cigarettes. It was warm inside. Once in we took off our shoes, Phil busied himself in the kitchen and Mateusz offered water for us all. I accidentally stepped on some hand weights. ‘Oh! Who works out?’ I asked. ‘Not me,’ said Mateusz thumbing his hand at Phil, who raised an arm. ‘I don’t need it,’ he grinned. ‘Come on; we are going to have a shower.’ He pushed me roughly towards the door and out into the corridor. ‘We are? Oh okay!’ Mateusz led me to one of the bedrooms; he left the lights off but the all-pervading orange of the street lamps lit the room perfectly well. He stripped so fast I barely had time to notice. Unbuckling his belt, he slid the blue jeans down in one swift action leaving them where they lay on the floor; the hoodie and t-shirt came over his head in a similar fast action and flew across the room, though he took a second carefully to unhook his glasses and rest them on a table. ‘Come on,’ he chided me. As I began to undress, I caught a glimpse of a stringy, lanky, hairy body all arms and legs scrolling out of his boxers and a brief flash of his swaying cock and balls as he slipped out of the door. I took my time, neatly folding my clothes and gingerly walked out towards where I heard the shower. He already looked like a wet dog, his hair matted and dark in the falling water; his beard was dripping but there was that grin again. His torso was covered in hair, two bright red nipples standing out, and his legs were as matted with dark hair as everywhere else. His soft cock jiggled around, water dripping onto the sack of his bright pink balls. Even his long lumpy toes were hairy. What a sight! He’s not exactly well built but there’s something very raw and sexual about him. He was eyeing me as he waited for me to slip in beside him. We are the same height, I thought, but we look so different. He’s all sharp angles, elbows, rib cage, hair and bones and here’s me, soft undulating plain pink-blue skin, muscles well defined, back and ass curving and round, big thighs. Once I got wet, Mateusz started to wash me, rubbing his hands vigorously over my back and ass, lifting one arm and then the other and sliding his hands from time to time into my crack. Now I understand the shower! He rubbed my back dry for a few seconds and gave me the towel, scampering dripping wet out into the corridor. I half expected him to shake himself dry like a dog but I quickly dried myself off and made my way back to the bedroom. ‘Yes. That’s better!’ He was rubbing himself down with his t-shirt which he suddenly tossed back onto the floor and, pulling back the duvet, leapt into the bed, his balls dancing around under his hairy ass. He wriggled furiously around in the bed, either excited or just getting really dry. ‘Come on Jack!’ he sounded almost annoyed. ‘Get the fuck in my bed!’ I finished drying off, folded the towel over a radiator and walked slowly to the bed. Okay so Mateusz is an impetuous, horny dog and he’s picked up a bit of muscle to play with ….. so I’d better flaunt my muscle a bit. I stood over the bed, looking down at him grinning from below. I placed my arms akimbo, hoping he’d take in my toned swimmer’s build. ‘Stop showing off and get in here!’ he flipped back the duvet. I slipped down and in beside him resting on my elbow. The bed felt slightly damp but as I ran my hands over his furry stomach and up across the hairs of his chest to his face, I realised how incredibly warm this dog on heat was, just like in the club. I leant in and kissed him. He wrapped his arms strongly around me and I fell on top of him. We were so fierce in wanting to get into each other’s mouth, it was like we needed to eat each other … then our teeth hit and we stopped. ‘Lie back,’ he told me and in one ungainly move he sat up, pushed back the duvet, whipped round and passed his left leg over my head. His cock and balls loomed over my face and we began to 69. His groin smelled fresh and clean from the shower and my face was encased in a hairy mass as I began to lick and suck his balls. His torso arched over mine but I felt a hand on my cock and then a warmth enclose it as Mateusz started to suck me. I eyed his hole, wreathed in hair but tight and pink. My arms were trapped but I freed my right and started to massage it. He was busy on my cock with enthusiastic moans and slurps. I could feel his hard cock bouncing on my chin and chest so I slid down a little and started to lick and slide along its length. It was surprisingly hard and fat, head pointed like a torpedo, the shaft curving inwards, fat and bulbous in the middle. I squirmed down some more to try and get it in my mouth but I couldn’t reach. The noises he was making round my cock carried on. I released the other arm and reached up to feel the tight, muscular contours of his hairy ass and thighs. But before I could very get far, the horny dog bounced back up and round and was looking me back in the face again. ‘Hi! You okay?’ He grinned and I nodded. ‘Your cock tastes good. Nice and firm. Fills my mouth perfectly!’ He sounded like a connoisseur of the male organ. And before I could reply he was burrowing away in my left armpit, licking and sniffing and rooting around, just like a horny dog. I enjoyed the attention he was paying me. We carried on in this way, exploring our bodies, smelling and tasting and eating each other as much as we could. There was a moment when Mateusz leapt out and scampered off to the kitchen to get water and a cold bottle of poppers straight from the freezer. We drank and grinned at each other but pretty soon the dog was back sniffing around its prey. We explored each other for hours, getting hornier and hornier and more and more desperate to devour each other. Eventually, I found myself lying back, legs up and wide open, Mateusz buried away snuffling round my balls and ass. He fingered around my hole, licked it, tongued it, rubbed his beard over it and pressed his nose in. I moaned, raising my groin to meet his face. He snuffled around and I let out a gasp. I was so horny by now, that longing ache in my balls was back. I rubbed the head of my hard cock. His hair gently brushed against the inside of my thighs, my skin tingling and my balls drawing up tight. His beautiful head popped up over my stomach; that horny grin spread across his face again. ‘You okay? You like it?’ ‘Oh Mateusz, baby, that’s sooo good.’ And then I just had to ask. ‘Man, I need you inside me. Please fuck me. Please!’ He flicked his eyebrows at me and that gorgeous grin on his face just made my hole twitch and my balls ache all the more. He came up close and looked me deep in my eyes. ‘You want it. You sure?’ I writhed and groaned and breathlessly begged him. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and kissed me. I was desperate to have this dirty little dog inside me. The head of my hard cock was wet with pre-cum as I smeared it in and rubbed frenetically. Mateusz sat up on his haunches and pushed back my legs. I looped my arms through and he dropped his lanky torso between my muscular thighs. He spat on his right hand several times, rubbing the spit up and down on his hard curved cock. I saw the torpedo glistening below. It curved upwards towards Mateusz’s belly. He pushed it down and poked at my slippery hole. I winced as he pushed it in. I realised, with a happy warmth in my stomach, that he was not using a rubber and that, without any discussion, we were going to bareback. That made me want him even more. I was masturbating in earnest, ever few seconds a quick flick of the wrist. ‘You need the poppers?’ my lover asked. I nodded and he handed me the bottle. Unscrewing the top, I took a long deep hit. I offered them to him but he refused. He slid the slimy raw torpedo back in as the poppers began to take effect. I consciously relaxed and opened my legs further. The poppers were swilling in my head as Mateusz began to rock back and forth, slowly, everso slowly, increasing the rhythm as he started to fuck me. He looked me in the eyes; he wasn’t grinning now; he just had the look of a man focussing all his mind and energy on one task, fucking the man lying beneath him. I held his gaze, mouth open, tongue out, masturbating hard; I wanted him; I wanted him so badly. I could feel the thickness of his cock as it slid in and out. It curved upwards and inwards as he slid back and forth. He moved slightly to his right, resting on one bony arm and holding onto my muscular left leg. He was focussed, sweat streaming down his neck and across the thick dark hairs of his chest. He moved again, slipping further forwards, his arms dropping either side of my face as I stared up at his scrawny hairy chest. I took another long deep hit of poppers. ‘I’m going to cum soon,’ Mateusz breathed out. He kept up the rhythm and I felt myself opening up physically and as ploughed me. The poppers took hold; my breathing was fast and I could feel my orgasm building in the base of my groin. ‘I’m going to cum too. Don’t stop fucking me. Fill me up baby!’ and within seconds I was squirting thick blobs of white creamy juice onto my flat hairless belly. I looked up at my beautiful horny dog but Mateusz was lost in a world of his own, focussed entirely on the torpedo ripping into my guts. His eyes were glazed over and his breathing was erratic. I’m not sure when exactly he started breeding me for he was uncharacteristically silent, but as the seconds ticked by, I realised my guts were filling up with his seed. I have never been happier to be a gay man or felt more fucking alive than at that moment, locked together, impaled on this beautiful man’s hard torpedo of a cock, his sperm swimming around inside my guts, my own seed beginning to run in dribbles down the sides of my belly.

Swap! I started to regret helping Gabriel get the job. During the week, sometimes we'd fit in a quick fuck but by late afternoon he was gone and my evenings were mostly spent alone with only the occasional hookup. In the old days, getting laid four or five times a week would be enough, but that no longer seemed to satisfy my needs. Maybe my body was realizing all those toxic loads I was pumping into Gabriel's ass were for naught. To make it worse, he was finding some quick fucks pretty easily. Two busboys, a dishwasher, a line cook and a runner were recipients of his special seed and all were now, or soon would be, part of the club. "I'm running out of neg guys at the restaurant. All the other poz guys are undetectable. They're almost all bottoms anyway, so since I can top, I'm popular. You're about the only one that fucks me anymore" he said with a chuckle. I was proud of his transformation from someone that was ashamed to be poz to one that embraced his status and was willing to share, even if it was only on his terms. He was more responsible than I was, but there were almost a dozen guys walking around with his bug inside them and he was happy about it. There were several more that he'd helped out with too. He was still that same sweet, loving guy that I met on a hookup, but his dark side was now letting itself be shown. My phone buzzed mid afternoon on Monday and I looked at, muttering "shit" to myself remembering that my brother was stopping over. I threw on a pair of shorts and a tee and went back to my laptop on the table. A half hour later I got a call and it was the doorman downstairs. "Send him up" I said and didn't think anything more about it until a few minutes later when there was a knock at the door. "Hey bro" I said to my older brother Michael and gave him a hug. We made it into the living room when Gabriel came out of the bedroom, in just a pair of trunks. "Fuck" came out of my brother's mouth and Gabriel stopped and looked shocked. "Am I interrupting anything?" my brother asked. I shook my head, realizing that I completely forgot that Gabriel was there. "Nah, nothing. Uh... Gabriel this is my brother Michael. Bro... Gabriel" I said. It was awkward and I realized I should have told Micheal what was going on. The two shook hands and then stood there a second, staring at me. With dead silence, Gabriel said "Uh... I'll finish up getting ready for work" and headed back to the bedroom. My brother looked stunned and then shook himself out of it and handed me his spare house key and some instructions on keeping his cat, dog and plants alive while he and his wife were on vacation. "Please don't kill anything and no parties. Our neighbors are really nosy, so you might get some questions. Uh... he seems a little comfortable here to be your usual hookup..." he said, the last part almost a whisper. "No, not a hookup" I replied but didn't say anything more. I wasn't sure how I classified my relationship with Gabriel, I still thought of us as friends with benefits. "Oh, ok... I gotta run. Too much shit to do before we fly out tomorrow" Michael said. In a flash, he was gone and I was back on the laptop working. Less than an hour later my phone rang. "Crap. What now?" I said to myself, picking up the phone. "Hi mom. How's things?" I said. "When were you going to tell us you had a boyfriend?" she asked. There wasn't any sort of greeting, so I knew she was pissed. "Uh... boyfriend?" I replied innocently. "Michael said he was just over there giving you his keys and there was some naked guy that walked out of your bedroom who looked like he lived there. That's called a boyfriend, honey" she said, in a very condescending tone. "Uh... boyfriend?" I replied again. She sighed and I realized that I didn't have much more of a response for her. I kept my private life quiet and while they knew I slept around and avoided relationships, I had never brought anyone home to "meet the parents." "It's nice to know you are finally starting to settle down. Hopefully you'll allow us to meet someone that you've spent more than a night or two with" she said sarcastically. I laughed. "Yeah, mom. Sometime soon. I gotta get back to work. I have a conference call in a couple minutes. Love ya" I said and hung up. Gabriel was standing there, staring at me with a grin. I still was dragging this week and it didn't seem to matter how much I slept. My workouts at the gym were getting shorter, just because I was tired and winded. And the past several days I'd been waking up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. That night, I was rolled away from Gabriel on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and soon he was spooning behind me. It was a swap from our usual with him in front of me. "Mmmm, nice and warm he whispered in my ear" as he pulled me tight against his chest. I heard a chuckle from him and the next thing I knew I was laying on my stomach and he was laying on my back. The chuckle became a little more sinister and I began to wonder what he was up to. About eight inches, maybe more, that he was grinding between my ass cheeks. "You're my bitch tonight" he growled in my ear. The grinding soon was humping and moments later I felt his cock head at my hole. "No fuckin way... I don't bottom" I yelled out. "That's not what Carlos said" he replied, adding "Besides, you've fucked my ass so much, I deserve a chance to feel yours." His hands pressed on each of my shoulder blades as he pinned me down and adjusted himself to get a better angle to drill his cock into me. I heard him spit a couple times and then his cock pressed in. He knew I wouldn't fight him off and I didn't. In fact, I relaxed and let him squeeze in. I was tight as fuck and even though he wasn't as thick as me, it still hurt. "Damn... Sure you ain't a virgin?" he asked before laughing. Slowly he descended and made it in about three or four inches. It hurt like hell and I really needed him to open me up before his cock went in. More lube would have helped too. Thankfully, that's when he paused a moment to let me get used to having a bare cock inside my ass for the first time since Carlos and I had flipped years before. I didn't know how long he'd wait before starting to slowly plow in and out. It seemed surreal, but his long sultry moans told me how much he was enjoying our role reversal. Soon, I felt him tug back a little and then push himself in deeper. It was slow and strangely erotic. The longer he fucked, the more I got into it too. I knew he was tearing my ass up but I kind of liked the pain mixed with pleasure. It gave me a renewed understanding of what I'd done to all those guys I'd fucked. I felt his cock drive deeper into my hole until his hips slammed into my ass. "Damn, this is better than I imagined. Too bad I'm not gonna be the one to poz this ass up" Gabriel said as his thrusts got harder and harder. In some ways I hadn't realized how much he'd embraced his poz life and yet it felt really good to be the target of his desires. There were only a few guys that I would let even try to fuck me and he was at the top of the very short list. I was surprised that he wasn't being gentle and romantic, but I quickly realized that he knew the type of fuck that turned me on. I just wasn't used to being on the receiving end of it. Yet, it turned me the fuck on, unlike any other time I'd been fucked. He slammed into my ass and growled "Ya like that poz dick in your ass, don't ya stud?" He hammered my ass a few seconds and slammed in again. "My bitch now" he growled out and kept pounding me. I really couldn't reply and other than a few grunts, I didn't. While I'd seen him fuck a few guys, it seemed completely different to how he was fucking me now. It quickly vacillated between brutal, grudge fuck and a firm, yet romantic fuck. He hooked his arms under my pits and was still laying on my back. With his hands locked behind my neck, I felt his chin nestle over my shoulder as his hips pounded my ass. There was nothing gentle about this fuck, yet it was the most sensual sex I'd ever experienced. I loved how connected we felt and both of our moans confirmed it. Once I felt his cock swell, I knew he was going to fill me with his own strain. He gave me a kiss on the back of my neck and then thrust in one more time as his balls began to unload their viral cream deep inside me. Gabriel gasped for air as I felt his cock pulse inside me. I'd only bottomed for three guys in my life and while I still preferred being on top, I knew this was not the last time Gabriel was going to fuck me. When he settled back down, his cock was still inside me and he was still laying on my back. He chuckled and said "Your brother is kinda cute. But... when do I get to meet your parents?" We dozed off and I didn't give him an answer. When we woke, we were both a hot, sweaty mess and I knew he was dealing with the same night sweats I was. I crawled out of bed and left him sleeping. Making my way to the kitchen, I spied the two bags on the table before I got to the kitchen and started making a pot of coffee. While it was brewing, I went back to the table and opened both bags. I set the pill jars out by each of our places before making breakfast. Gabriel came in just as I set down the plates and asked "What's this?" "Time to start our road to being undetectable, Gabriel. The bug has been kicking my ass lately and I'd rather fuck for several more decades than crash and burn in a couple years" I said, somberly.

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** While this story may sound realistic, I assure the reader that it is fiction. ** As regular readers know, I am a total slut who loves to get a room in a seedy motel and take anonymous loads from strangers. Of course, COVID put a major crimp in that fetish, but I've been able to resume somewhat, having had four encounters since the beginning of May. This is the story of my most recent. To help release some of the pent-up slut energy I've been nursing since March 2020, I decided that rather than just an afternoon, like I normally do, I would take an entire day off and spend it taking random loads. On the appointed day, I headed out of the house but instead of driving to the office, I drove to a cheap motel on the outskirts of town, near the highway. I always find that a motel with easy access from a highway exit helps increase my success. I arrived at the motel a little after 7:30 am, and while the desk clerk gave me an odd look when I asked for a room, he was happy to take my money. Key card secured, I headed for the room. I have used this motel a few times before. While it's convenient to the highway, one of the drawbacks is that it's a chain motel and therefore is 'family oriented' - short for there's no porn on the TV. Porn and poppers are a fun way to spend the time in between visitors. Still, I like it because it's relatively clean, and more importantly, the room doors all open to the outside so no one has to walk through a lobby. For a few days before I had been posting on sites like Doublelist and BBRT announcing that I would be available, so I had a ready group of guys to whom I could send the room number while I prepped. I went into the bathroom and douched. I had not eaten at all the previous day so I would stay nice and clean. Properly prepared, I taped the door latch in the open position, switched off the main light so only a faint glow came from the bathroom, and got on the bed. Laying on my stomach, I perused the apps. I updated Grindr and Sniffies to indicate that I was available, and checked my burner email account. As I had hoped, the pings began, and in short order I had sent the room number to even more men. I figured it was only a matter of time before the first guy walked in, so I grabbed my blindfold and positioned it over my forehead, ready to be pulled down at a moment's notice. I was glad I had - in less than a minute the door opened and in came the first of what I hoped would be many today! I pulled down the blindfold and got up on all fours with my ass pointed at the foot of the bed, but he pushed me back onto my stomach. I hit my brown bottle as I heard him undress, then the click of the lube bottle cap. In no time he was on top of me, his hard cock sliding into me like a heat-seeking missile. I could smell his aftershave and was sure this was someone dumping his load on his way to work. As I felt his cock spasm in my hole, the door opened and someone else walked in. The first guy quickly departed as I felt a set of hands caressing my ass - then another. Two tops! One positioned himself on the bed, directing my mouth to his cock. It was thick but not long, so while at first I had trouble wrapping my mouth around it, I was unable to deep throat him. Still, he tasted clean with just a slight hint of salt. While this was going on, the other pulled me up onto my hands and knees and explored my freshly creamed hole first with his fingers, then his tongue. It was at this point that the door opened again and I heard a voice. "Sorry we're late," he said. "Traffic." "Shhhhhh," the guy working my hole responded. From that point, no one said a word. 'We're late,' the newcomer had said. How many had come in? It took at least two to make 'we'. Could it have been more? It was still early in the day, and already I was on my way to breaking my previous record - a paltry nine loads in four hours. Soon the tongue and fingers were replaced by a cock. He slid into me easily but filled me completely. My walls stretched around him as he began pumping in and out. Soon I heard him gasp as his cock danced in my hole, giving me my second load of the day. The guy in my mouth hopped off the bed and took his place. No one replaced him in my mouth. In less than a minute he grabbed my hips and held still as he pumped load number three into my guts. Spent, he slid out and brought his now-flaccid cock around to my mouth. I greedily sucked the cum and ass juices off. It tasted amazing, sweet and creamy. More pressure on my hole told me one of the new arrivals was about to take his turn. He felt huge as my hole opened up to let him in, but he slid in effortlessly. He began taking long, slow strokes as someone else climbed onto the bed to feed me his cock. Then I felt the bed move again as someone got on it from the other side. There were at least three! In no time, I was alternately sucking the two cocks offered to me while the third continued to slide in and out of my hole. I was in heaven! The brown bottle made regular trips to my nose as I serviced these three men. At last the first one quickened his pace, and I felt him release a gush of cum deep inside me. The other two got off the bed and to my surprise, began alternately slamming their cocks into my well used hole! They took turns, each one slamming home before withdrawing to give the other access. They were both as well-hung as the previous guy, and they were hitting my prostate in such a way that I wasn't sure how long I could take the assault. The precum streamed from my cock as they massaged my prostate over and over. Just when I thought I might have to tap out, one grabbed my hips and power-fucked his load into me. He withdrew and fed me his cock so I could taste the cum on it. I savored it as the third took his place behind me and rammed home. In a few short strokes, he was giving me his load. Like his friend, he too fed me his cock to clean off. I had no idea what time it was, but I had no doubt that an hour had not yet elapsed and here I was with six loads in me already! I felt a little woozy from all the pounding (and the poppers), and shifted forward so I could again lay on my stomach as the three guys went out the door. I needed a short rest and to check my phone before the next guy showed up. "Not so fast," another voice said. Wait, had a fourth top arrived with the other three, or had someone else come in while they were fucking me? I had no idea and anyway, it didn't matter. I was there to service all comers. I resumed my position on my hands and knees, waiting to take yet another cock on my way to breaking my record. "You're gonna feel this," he whispered, and I again felt pressure on my hole. I heard the click of the lube cap and the cool drizzle of the liquid as it oozed down my crack and onto the head of his cock. He was MASSIVE. I had never had a cock this big inside me before, I could tell. I reached back to feel him and felt as though I was grabbing someone's forearm. Was he going to fist me? But no, I felt both his hands on my hips as this gigantic cock penetrated me, stretching my hole and rectum to dimensions they had never been stretched before. It hurt with a burning, searing pain but I was determined to take that cock. I took mighty huffs from my brown bottle, gritted my teeth, and thrust back to meet him. I felt a burning pain as my poor asshole struggled to accommodate such a huge piece of man meat. I kept hitting the brown bottle to loosen myself up. Thankfully he was gentle, easing out and then slowly sliding back in as I got accustomed to his size. Gradually I did loosen up, and he began to go faster. My mind's eye pictured the gape I would have when this stranger was done with me as his pace picked up more and he plowed me relentlessly. At last he let out a low, animal moan as he unleashed his cum deeper than any man before. He pushed me forward and I lay on my stomach on the bed, his giant cock still embedded in my ass. He lay on top of me with his mouth close to my ear. "The last six guys who fucked you," he said, "were all poz. None of us is on meds. Hope you enjoyed it." I froze. My vision went blurry and I was unable to hear anything. I rarely if ever ask a guy's status before he fucks me bareback. I accept the risk that some of the guys who fuck me might be poz, but I had never envisioned this kind of scenario. Six well-hung poz tops using me in quick succession. If the first five hadn't torn me open, the last sure as hell had. Surely it had to take. I was knocked up. By the time I regained my senses, the last guy was out the door and I heard a car - presumably theirs - driving away. I lay there on the bed trying to digest what had happened, and what the implications might be. After a few minutes the door opened, and another top guy walked in. As though on autopilot, I got back up on my hands and knees as he undressed. I felt a finger slide inside me, then two. "Wow," he whispered. "That's some gape." Then his fingers were in my mouth, feeding me the cum out of my ass - the mostly poz cum. Six out of seven guys, that's what, about 85 percent? But I surprised myself. I sucked greedily on his fingers, cleaning off every bit of that cum as he climbed on the bed. His already-hard cock slid into me. He steadied himself with his hands on my shoulders, and proceeded to pump my eighth load of the day into my destroyed hole. He dressed and left without another word. Now that I was past the initial shock, I found myself craving more cocks and more cum inside me. The rest of the day was just that. Men came and went, adding their loads to the poz ones brewing inside me. I didn't know anyone else's status, and I didn't care. I felt free. And of course, no one asked me my status, or if I had a toxic brew inside me before sticking their raw cock in my hole. It was my little secret. By the time I finally got dressed around 5:00 pm, it had been nine hours and I had been fucked by 23 men, a new personal best. I went home, plugged my hole, then showered and took a well-deserved nap.

I just took the weekend and traveled from a very conserve area of the country to ST Louis with the purpose of getting fucked and used. So I got there on Thursday evening rented a hotel and took off to the bathhouse to get filled then when I got back to hotel put up an add for tops to come and bred me. Had this one top come and fill me up with his big long cock and leave my hole dripping with his cum. so hot

This is an interesting post, with more than one answer possible: I'm about 80%T, leaving 20 up to other Cocks. Years ago, when I had become well-versed in backroom action (but only just ...) the only thing I thought of was Ahhhh ... that was a good fuck (or occasionally not). At that point I was utterly selfish in my outlook, and hadn't learned anything at all about the "connection" we can access when we use our Cocks for more than just pumping Sperm. To be completely honest, I didn't think about the other guy much at all. Dumb & Stupid, and worst of all, Selfish. Not that I intended to be self-centered, but I realized later that it was completely true. For a few years, I never (intentionally) fucked the same Hole twice, since - as I saw it then - I already know what x Hole feels like, and there are so many more I still need to experience. Those were the years that I really built up the count, as referred to in another post. At the time, I had only taken one Cock up my gut, that being my life-partner's, and it was painful - to the point he never was able to cum in my ass, and didn't want to harm me. Those were the years that I really built up the count, as referred to in another post. There was, a few years later, somewhat of an epiphany that took place, in the fuckroom of the Gold Coast - cum Eagle (frankly, I don't recall whether it was before the demise of the GC or after - the same bar just changed names). I've described said epiphany elsewhere on BZ, and won't go into it all over again, but the crux is, I suddenly realized - in mid-fuck in the backroom - that I'd been shutting out at least half of the Breeding Thrill due to myopic lack of an open mind / heart. Once it entered my thick head that these were men - human beings I was fucking, with hopes, aspirations, dreams of whatever, living their lives - it was like an earthquake. It was then that I started really doing some intellectual work on what I had failed to even consider. It took no small amount of time to adjust my selfish mind, and get rid of that "My Cock is what Counts" mindset. I consider it a gift from the Universe. I have learned that some Holes need a hot hard hammerfuck and a goodbye. Some Holes need a Caring, Loving, Intimate, Sharing Mating with my Cock. They are men, human beings worthy of everything I can possibly deliver, and I particularly love delivering it to Whore-Holes. That said, the venue of the action does impact the issue. At my favorite fuckjoint, I seldom even see their face, and do my thing accordingly. But I take my cues from the Hole as well, if there are any offered. Of course, it's much easier to "share" - "mate with" (as opposed to just rutting) when that experience takes place here, in my home, where I am in control. The real answer to the question is, I do care about the Hole. I want to give him what he needs, as well as take from him what I need. "Connection" makes any fuck special, particularly with men who have dedicated their lives, well-being to relieving any/all Cocks that require it. I call it "mating", because in my mind, that term elevates Breeding to a higher level than mere rutting/Breeding in an anonymous Hole. While I'm the last guy to foreswear the latter, I love the former even more. Never-the-less, it's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

Other then my wedding ring, the other jewelry I wear is: studs on the double pierced ear (left) and single pierced ear on right, mini hoop in my pierced nipple, (left), and my double zero prince albert...

Both my dad and 2 of my uncles ( 1 is my dads brother and the other moms) they started fucking me at the age of 12. First was my dads brother. Slept in his spare bedroom and the bathroom was in front of the spare room. I left my door open and laid in bed naked, no blankets to cover me . When I heard his bedroom door open Ithis was my chance . I got in face down ass up position with my tight smooth boypussy presenting my hungry boypussy. Didn't take him long to have his face in my cheeke earinv my young boy hole . He fucked me bareback and dumped his load balls deep in no pulling out. My first time was bareback and I never looked back . My dad fucked me for the first time at 14 . Him and mom has been separated a year and he hadn't had any since . Seduced dad the same way as my uncles . All face down ass up in bed smooth boy ass up . The second d he saw my boypussy be was on it . My 2nd uncle I got drunk and next thing u know I was on all fours feeling his divk pounding me deep. All 3 of them still fuck me from time to time. None of them know of one another. My boypussy is always willing n ready for their next loads . Love taking older mens dicks and loads. I've been a slut since my uncle first fucked me . He treated me like a slut . Just a pussy for him to fuck and dump loads in . Very verbal top. Turned me on so much that I always want to be treated like a slut. My dad and other uncle it took a bit longer for the to get verbal bit nowadays they use and treat me like a complete cumdump slut. I've also seduced a few of mom and dads male friends . My favorite was when dad told me his friend was coming to fix oven. At this point I'm 16 . I made sure to answer the door in just boyshorts tight that show my ass real well. I could see him glancing from the corner of my eye...anyways we got to talking and his eyes kept going down n up. Anyway I go into a cupboard to get a cup and next thing u know I'm bent down on the counter with my boyshorts at my ankles . He gave me a really good fucking and shot 3 loads in me . What I like most about him is I'm really just a fuck hole to him. He uses me as he pleases and them leaves me boypussy gaping,and dripping cum. Slaps my ass tells me how much of a slut I am. Gets dressed and leaves. The way a slut should be treated .

Woke up this morning to find I'm being poked in the back by the cock of a mate who stayed over last night. He's a bottom too and has long since decided he doesn't enjoy/cum during sex so it's never been an issue for us to share a bed (we're both bottoms). But his cock seems to want something from me... When I ask if he'd like to play my friend is indifferent, but he's never been much of a decision maker. I push him onto his back and climb on top. I always keep lube and poppers on my side's bedside table and with the help of both and his approval I slide all the way down on his surprisingly girthy cock while he just lies back and watches... "It's tight!" he says, off guard - and when I clamp down on his cock a little moan escape his lips as his eyes flutter back in his head, involuntarily. I'm not normally such a power bottom, I prefer being the one getting pounded, but I'm horny for it today and ride the length of his cock like an absolute pro. "I think... ugh... I'm getting close" he says... I ask him if he wants to cum. He does. He pivots himself up onto his elbows to watch me work but not for long as I pick up the pace and he begins to moan louder and louder, throwing his head back and then collapsing completely back into the pillows as I ride him through a lengthy orgasm. The feel of his thick cock pulsing as he fills me up, combined with the look of ecstasy on his face is enough to send me over the edge and I shoot my own thick load over his torso. Note to self: ride more men in future.

Chapter VI: Another Perspective Curt and I moved Prey, now secured to the weight bench, to the rear entrance of our VIP room and opened the inside door - leaving the jail like door closed. We moved the bench up close to the doorway so his boy lips were accessible by anyone who might be in the sex hallway. Anyone who stood in front of Prey could easily get some head and a great view of his jockstrapped bubble butt with both an overhead and mirrored view from the mirror behind Prey. He had no clue of the dick that might get shoved down his throat. He laid there, gyrating and bouncing his ass up and down, moaning. I lay back against the wall on the bed stroking my steel hard dick as Curt leaned back against another wall and was stroking his rock hard member too. We both had our leather boots, cock rings, harness, arm bands on - and I had my daddy cap on. In seconds a sexy stud of man stood in the doorway. Semi hairy, good bod, about 6', maybe late 40's and sporting a good 8 incher. He looked at Curt and I and we both nodded. He grabbed a hold of Prey's head and fed him his dick to the balls and held there for a few. Prey tried to back away with no success. The guy then just face fucked Prey in rapid, deep motions. Prey was whimpering and gagging. It was only a few minutes before the guy shot down Prey's throat and pulled out. The action had drawn a crowd in the back sex hallway. As soon as the guy pulled out, Prey immediately said, "what's happening? Who was that?" Curt stepped away from the wall and stood behind Prey and smacked both of Prey's cheeks and said, "feed and be fed Prey. Suck that cock" as another guy, jock like, 20's, about 8 inches walked up and slapped Prey's face a few times with his dick then placed about half of it in Prey's mouth. The guy stood there with his hands behind his back and said, "that's right, tongue that dick. Make it all wet and slick" as he slowly gyrated his hips. Curt stood over Prey's ass and began to tease Prey's hole with the tip of his dick. Pushing just a little then backing away. Prey moaned now and worked his ass trying to get dick inside him. I got off the bed, reached into our bag and oulled out a 10 inch long but not very thick dildo and screwed the base onto the fuck machine we had hidden in the corner. While I lubed it up and moved the machine intobposition, Curt took another good sized shard and got it ready to put in at Prey's hole when the machine started up. The guy getting head was now in full play, pulling out his dick then slapping Prey's face some more with it, then shoving it down his throat. Curt signaled the guy getting head to hold a moment and then brought a bottle of poopers to Prey's nose, forcing him to inhale 4 deep hits. Curt placed the large shard at Prey"s hole and I pressed the dildo to his hole and switched the power on. The dildo entered Peey's hole and pushed the shard deep inside. Prey cried out in a muffled mouth filled with cock way and his legs shook some. I set the fuck machine so it was a steady fuck - steady and about 7 inches max depth. The machine was super quiet - Prey thought it was one of our ducks fucking him. Curt and I then left the room and stoppedto the front desk to give Mark the update. We then went into the sex hallway where the younger guy was still at it - very verbal. I signaled to him to remove Prey's blindfold while Curt and I stood at either side of him. Prey's eyes had the look of spun and horned as fuck. He slowly turned his eyes upward and saw the guy whose cock was down his throat. He then glanced left and right, seeing Curt and I. A look of confusion and fear swept over his face as he realized neither of us had our dick down his throat or up his ass. We then stepped back and away from the doorway into the darkness of the sex hall. I went back to the room and turned up the speed and adjusted the depth to the full 10 inches on the fuck machine and then met Curt back in the porn room. As the porn room was very close to our room, we could hear mixed sounds of whimpering, moaning groaning, gagging, slurping, and the wet sound of a serious fuck in progress. We went for a cruise around the club. Mark told us that all the rooms were full - and we noticed there was quite the crowd. The back sex room, glory hole, and sling were in use. There was fuckin and suckin in the showers, steam room, and sauna. We were grabbed a few times trying to pull us in but we had our prey being warmed up. Back at our room we found that Prey was a hot mess. The fuck machine was in full swing, and a medium build guy was trying to cram his super thick dick into Prey's mouth. No way it was going to fit Curt pointed to the floor under Prey's dick. A string of precum ran from his dick to the floor and there was a large pool of both precum and his cum there. Good! The machine made him blow a load. Will have to check out the video later! I shut off the fuck machine while Curt signaled the guy with the súper thick dick to back away and we lifted the bench out of the doorway, and closed the door. Prey looked wiped out. His face was all dripping in cum, his body wet in sweat. I told Prey that we were removing the restraints and that he was free to go. He looked confused and disappointed. We had no intention of ending this session, but wanted to gauge his reaction if we had. He took off the things we had him wearing, gathered his stuff and head hung low and not making eye contact headed for the door. As he opened it, he said thanks in a low whisper. Curt jumped at him, grabbed his belongings and his upper arm pulling him back into our room. "Prey, we were just playin' with you. Wanted to get your reaction after what you were just put through.. Here's a towel and douche bulb. Go clean up and be back in less than 10 if you really want to go to the next level." The evil shit eating grin that spread across his face was priceless as he literally ran towards the showers, his oh so fuckable ass bouncing. We picked up the room, hung the sling, moved the cams around, and got the slams ready. Prey's gonna be slammed into the heavens and take dick like never before. We decided to make the room totally dark, and when he came back and entered our room, grab him, gag and blindfold him, , throw him into the sling and secure him, then slam him without a word being spoken. We left the door cracked open a little and Prey ran up to the door, knocked, and slowly pushed the door open while asking for us. In lightning speed, Curt grabbed one of his arms and pulled it behind his back while covering his mouth, pulling him towards the sling in pure darkness. I grabbed his other arm and leg and picked him up as we moved towards the sling. Prey was trying to scream and thrashed his body trying to get away. Wasn't going to happen. We got him into the sling and Curt kept him from moving much, his hand still securely covering Prey's mouth and keeping his arm behind him. I secured Prey's ankles then wrists to the sling and Curt gagged him and put the blindfold on. I flipped on a light as Curt placed the rubber tube on Prey's right bicep, wiped the area with an alcohol pad. Prey's veins were all raised and Curt quickly found the right vein, inserted the syringe, registered, and pushed the plunger to empty. Curt then said, "Prey you're gonna be praying in a few seconds. Praying for the fuck of your life. You'll cough and then ride the wave. After this, your first slam, you won't do it any other way." Curt then pulled out the needle, wiped the area again and took off the tubing. Prey's arms were already secured in an upward manner. We get a major rush and turn on when we introduce someone to slamming. It's so hot to watch as desires become reality. I removed Prey's gag. . His body arched upwards, and he coughed real hard - as he should have with a . 4 slam for his humpy short body. His mouth formed a perfect "O" as his tongue darted in and out like a snake. At first, he didn't or couldn't speak. His lips showed him saying, "Jesus...... oh, God..... Fuck!.... Holy shit! Fuck! ..... hot......". He then could be heard, first at a whisper and quickly got louder - repeating as he had lip moved before. head going back and forth. His body became instantly wet. I reached towards him and took both nips in between my thumbs and finger, gently rolling them and squeezing them. "Fuck!!!! Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me.... Please, fuck my hole..... rape my ass..... Please feed me your dicks.... omg!" He repeated this over and over. Curt went between Prey's exposed hole and did his slam. I did mine. And Curt buried his face in Prey's hole for about 30 seconds while he lubed his dick up with Tina lube. Curt then fastened the gag again and drove his steel hard cock balls deep into Prey's hole. Prey tried to scream and pull away, but Curt was now doing his thing - pounding the fuck out of his prey. He pulled out completely then drove his dick back in - hard. The chains rattled. The slapping of wet flesh echoed. They poured sweat. Curt then jackhammeted into Prey, pulling out almost fully then jabbing Prey's prostate again and again . Prey started to spray some piss for a few seconds, 4eplaced by a thick river of precum as it was being pounded out of him. Curt bent forward some and grabbed the back of Prey's neck and pulled him onto his dick even further. Tears ran down Prey's cheeks amongst more and more sounds of extasy. Curt couldn't go longer than 10 minutes when he slammed deep into Prey and froze, a deep growl like came from him before he yelled out, "Take my fuckin load Prey! Fuck yeah! Take it all. Fuck yeah!" Curt then made a series of quick, hard shallow thrusts and again buried himself inside Prey's now throbbing wet hole.

My name is Alan and this is a story of how I became the pig bottom I was meant to be. The beginning of the story is just some back ground information for you. When I was 18 years old, my cousin Amy and her husband moved in to the house down the street from us. From the time I had met him I had always wanted him to use me. He was 6’2” 230 pounds, very hairy and very muscular, athletic and always working out. His name was Michael but because of his strength his nickname was Bull. Later I found another reason to call him that. As I had the slim build of a swimmer, was somewhat shorter at 5’9”, and as he was seven years older than I, we were very much in contrast to each other. I was always the quiet one in the family and shy. I knew I was gay and like most 18 year olds, I was always horny, but I couldn’t act on my impulses and hid that I was gay from my family. The fantasies I had every time I jerked off were always of him or of a man like him using me as a fuck toy little did I know I would get my wish and then some. Because Bull's wife, my true cousin, was family, we would always be at each other’s houses for dinner, family parties and so forth. That June after I graduated from high school we all went to our family reunion together and I had to sit next to HIM. I was wedged in the front seat between my father and Bull and the heat that radiated off of him was amazing. As Bull and my father talked I would steal glances of him including the bulge in his pants. As he shifted in his seat to get more comfortable I swear he rubbed against me on purpose but then again we were crammed in the front seat. When we got to the reunion I helped everyone unload the car and then I went off exploring to see what other family members were doing. I hung around some of my other cousins who were of my age, we went down to the creek to drink beer we took from our family coolers and to smoke some weed. About two hours later I had to pee real bad and went to use the bathroom. When I walked into the bathroom Bull was in there changing, he was getting ready to go jet skiing on the creek. His shirt was off and he said Hi as I walked in. I said Hi in reply, and walked over to the urinals to pee. I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye and tried to pee but couldn’t, my dick was hard just seeing him without his shirt on. I flushed and zipped up hoping he wouldn’t notice the tenting in my shorts. As I tried to get out of there ASAP I realized he was talking to me and I asked him what he said. He laughed and said I must have my mind on other things. He repeated to ask me if I liked to go jet skiing with him or did I have other plans. I stammered that I had other plans and left the bathroom. The rest of the day all I could think of was him and that body. I jerked off three times that night. After the family reunion I didn’t see him again until August. My mom asked if I could go over to their house and mow the lawn since they were away on vacation. I said sure and headed over. I started mowing the front lawn and then moved to the back. With my ear buds in and the music turned up loud I did not hear Bull walk up behind me in the yard. He tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped. He said he was sorry and that he did not mean to startle me. I told him I had my music turned up and hadn't seen him. I told him I didn’t think anyone was around and that he and Amy were on vacation. He told me that Amy decided to go visit friends since he could not get off from work. He asked if I wanted a drink of water and I told him that would be great. We walked into the house and he got me a bottle of water from the fridge. He handed it to me and I didn’t even notice that it had no cap on it. I drank it down in two gulps. We walked into the great room and sat down. He sat right next to me even though there was plenty of room on the couch. I couldn’t help but stare at his body, I wanted to lick his pits and suck on his nipples. I started to feel funny and felt like I was going into a daze. Bull started talking to me and asked me why I left the bathroom so early at the reunion. I asked what he ment and he told me he knew I was checking him out and he thought that I would let him fuck me or at least suck his cock. "Wow that is blunt" I said, and he replied he knew I was a fag and that I was always checking him out, and asked if I had ever been with a guy. My reply was "No." "Good," he said, "I like breaking in virgin hole and wrecking it." With that he stood and dropped his shorts, his cock was massive: it was about ten inches long, uncut, and thick as a beer can. Grinning, he snapped his fingers and asked me if I liked what I saw. All I could do was nod. He was alternating between rubbing his hand up and down his body and pulling on his left nipple, remarking in the process "You look like you are a great cock sucker." I don’t know what it was but I knew I needed to be used by him. He asked if I would like another bottle of water or something stronger and I asked for something stronger. He fixed me a rum and coke that was almost all rum and very strong. I drank it down and put the glass down. He put his hand on my head and guided me toward his cock. At first I could only get the cock head into my mouth but as he encouraged me and pushed my head on to him I gaged at first getting spit all over his cock, I then realized I had him partially down my throat. He was telling me what a good boi I was and that he knew I could do this. It was then I felt his hand work into the back of my shorts and his finger found my hole. With no lube he pushed his finger into my hole and it hurt slightly. I told him that it hurt and burned and he said good your ass will get used to it in time. He then used his other hand to push my mouth back on his cock. He told me that I was a slut and that he would teach me how to take all cocks, no questions asked and he will make me into the pig I was ment to be. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to undress. I was very drunk at this point and realized that he must of spiked my drink because I was also very hot and very horny. I quickly stripped down and he told me to turn around and he started licking my ass. I never felt this before and I was in heaven. I felt my hole loosening up ever so slightly. He told me I was ready and had me lay on the sofa my legs spread out and my hole was exposed. The next thing I know his cock head was at my hole and he was trying to push it in. It hurt and I asked him to stop, but he just laughed and said "A pig bottom learns to take the pain and with my fuckin' cock I am sure to tear you a bit." He thrust into me a little more and I screamed in pain. I did not know what lube was at that time but I know he didn’t use anything other than spit and his precum. After what seemed like an eternity he started moving his cock in and out of my hole. The pain was starting to go away and I started to enjoy his pulling out and pushing back in, and he remarked "I've never seen a bottom open up so fast - you must be a natural born fuck." Then he started to grunt I realized that he was cumming in my hole and that he was not wearing a condom. I asked him if he should be wearing a condom and he replied "Fuck no. A pig boy should always take the seed of any man." He then pulled out, remarking "A pig also knows that he should clean any cock that uses his hole" so I took his cock into my mouth. It was then that I tasted my blood on his cock. To this day I love when a top fills me with his seed. This is my first attempt at writing my story. It is a mix of truth and fiction. The story does start off slow but I have much more to tell if you want

Part 2: Party Time That spring, Brent’s family moved to a bigger house with a sizable pool in the backyard, well-screened from the neighbours’ view by the shrubbery and board fences. When his parents went away for a prolonged summer vacation, taking the younger kids with them, Kyle and I moved in. Not hard to guess what happened then -- the three of us sucked and fucked at all hours, inside, outside, in the water, on the deck, blowing hot loads all over everywhere in sight as well as more blasts of cum that disappeared down various throats or deep inside Kyle’s talented fuckhole. The third Saturday, Brent called a few other select members of the team to come over. At first, Kyle and I thought it was just going to be a guys’ beerfest. But when we asked Brent, he pulled an uncharacteristically sheepish look. “Well, actually, Pete, Kyle – I’ve been meaning to tell you about this for a while….” He then explained to us that he’d been holding xxx-rated “try-outs” in his room at college with three of the younger guys. That selfish bastard had never even let on to us! Well, it’s not like Kyle and I hadn’t been getting our rocks off with each other every chance we could get, but still… The first guy to arrive, around 4:00, was Tyler. Tall and slender, Tyler wasn’t nearly as beefy as some water polo players, but he was a fast sprinter and could swim rings around many of our competitors. He also had a sweet-looking butt, which I instantly knew I wanted to try out. We were halfway through our first beer when the doorbell rang again, and we were joined by Doug and Sven. Doug was a square-built, muscular redhead, while Sven – as you might guess from his name – was a tall, firm-bodied, smooth-skinned blond god with a bulge that showed even in trousers. As soon as we all had brews in hand, Brent led the way out to the patio and we all began stripping (all except Kyle – he’d fallen asleep in an armchair after a late-night party with a bunch of straight friends). Sven and I had worn speedos under our clothes, but the other guys just dropped their clothes and went right into the water in their birthday suits. With a shrug, Sven and I looked at each other and laughed – and then we peeled our speedos down too. At first, it was all just macho horseplay in the pool, but things gradually heated up. I dived under the water just to get a look at the goodies, and saw that Brent already had his big hand squeezing Tyler’s ass cheek, while Doug was slowly jerking Sven’s horse cock. I came up for a breath of air, then dived under again, making a beeline for Tyler’s rock hard tool, which was looking lonely with no one to take care of it. I swallowed a bit of pool water along with my mouthful of cock, but that didn’t even slow me down. When I came up for air again, I saw that Doug and Sven were making out furiously, while Brent had Tyler trapped in his big, muscled arms and was humping against his ass. Tyler started panting eagerly as I zeroed in on his mouth, fastening onto his lips and plunging my tongue in between his teeth. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking it, making him moan. As I did, I felt Brent’s hand close around my rigid dick and that set me moaning too. After a minute of making out, I dived back down and caught Tyler’s cock in my mouth. I could taste precum and guessed that he was about to blow – and I had no objection to drawing out the first load of the day! Sure enough, a couple of minutes and three up-for-airs later, I felt him tense up and his hips began thrusting forward at me. Then his cock convulsed, shooting a blast of sperm into my mouth. I pulled off and watched three more jets of man milk shoot out of his dick and hang in the water. When I came up for air again, I saw that it wasn’t all my doing. While I’d been sucking on Tyler’s dick, Brent had shoved his big man meat right up inside Tyler’s tight young ass and begun pumping in and out. Looking around, I saw that Sven had his big tool buried deep in Doug’s muscular butt and was thrusting hard as well. Heading that way, I repeated my underwater suction pump technique on Doug. When I came up for air this time, Sven yelled at me. “Pete! I don’t want to cum yet. Switch!” I wasn’t going to argue. We’re a team, and we have to help each other carry out the best plays at all times. I let Sven have at it with Doug’s dick, while I worked my way inside his still-tight hole. Right away, I could tell Doug hadn’t been fucked nearly as much as Kyle. His hole gripped me hard, and every move I made wrenched a loud groan out of his lungs. Across the pool, I heard a deep, familiar voice yell out, “Oh, fuck!” That was Brent, blasting his load up into Tyler’s smooth, round butt. Sven had come up out of the water again and headed towards Tyler to see what he could get into there. I was powerfucking Doug for all I was worth, slamming deep into his muscular ass and feeling his guts stroking me at every thrust. I slowed down, wanting to make this one last. Then Doug turned his head over his shoulder, kissed me, and said, “Let’s get out of the water and see what else we can do on one of those,” as he gestured towards the patio furniture around the pool. So we did that. Doug lay down on his back on a lounge chair, lifting his legs to show off his hole (a bit looser now), and I dived right in and began eating his butt. Brent came over and straddled Doug’s head, pushing his big dick down into Doug’s throat. With two hot mouths working on him fore and aft, Doug was moaning and grunting like fury. I was lashing my tongue over his tight little hole and then digging into him, feeling him loosening up and twitching as I worked into his ass. Sven and Tyler had followed our lead, and Tyler was now lying on his face on the next lounge chair over, while Sven plowed straight down into his sweet young ass. After a few minutes of skull-fucking Doug, Brent switched groups and slowly entered Sven from behind, turning a straight-forward fuck into a fuck-train threesome, with Sven in the middle. After only a minute of this, Sven let out a yell and slammed against Tyler, giving him his second load of the afternoon. That’s all I needed to see, and with my dick rested and calmed down (a bit), I slid back into Doug’s muscular ass. This time, I started pumping slowly, but with every intention of dropping my first load of the day inside Doug. I focused all my attention on the young ginger stud under me, stroking my hands over his massive shoulders and broad chest as I worked my cock in his chute. It was right about this point in the afternoon that Kyle woke up, stepped outside, and rubbed his eyes at the full-throttle orgy going on in and around Brent’s pool. “Fuck, guys! You couldn’t even wait to start while I got a bit of rest.” “That’s right,” Brent answered, “and you’ve got some catching up to do so quit wasting time and get to work!” Kyle dropped his pants and came right over to feed his dick into Doug’s mouth while I kept fucking that tight, muscular ass. It only took another minute of deep pounding, and then I could feel my balls pulling up and the sperm bullets making their way up to my rock-hard gun. I hammered Doug half a dozen more times, then slammed all the way in and held it there as my load spurted deep inside his guts. While I was still pulsing out the last few shots, Kyle yelled aloud and dumped his load into Doug’s sucking mouth. Right then, as I was still recovering my breath, I felt two brawny arms encircle my chest, two hands started playing with my nipples, and a deep voice murmured into my ear, “Damn, that was fucking hot.” In the same moment, I felt another totally new sensation, but I recognized it right away -- Brent’s thick man tool was pushing its way into my butt crack and rubbing up and down....

Hi im sam 20 5 foot 6 blonde, im a virgin but so horny to explore some dirty kinky things im looking for a daddy who wants to help me live my fantasy and explore. i arrive at daddys, as i walk in the door he hands me a big drink and tells me to neck it which i do immediately, as soon as i put the glass down daddy grabs me and strips me naked forcefully " im gonna fuck you and take your virginity boy and make u mine " then laughs and slams me with t in my arm instantly my whole bodys tingling and im really high. Daddy says " i just slammed u with a big dose of T And ur drink was full of G ur gonna be helpless boy". Daddy drags me to his room and makes me deepthroat his huge cock whilst im kneeling on the floor barely with it cus im so high. Daddy pulls his cock out of my mouth grabs me and ties me down to the bed with my legs over my head very tight. Daddy gets on top of me lines his cock up and thrusts me hard naking me scream in pain and pleasure he pounds me hard for a bit then holds me down and says " im poz boy im converting you with my toxic load" i beg him not to but he floods my hole. Thats part 1

I always have cause I am a faggot, a whore and a cumdumpster. faggots and whores like me were born to suck mens cocks, get fucked up the ass, and take loads. from absolutely ANY MALE that wants to mount me, fuck me, and breed me like a cheap, dirty whore. age, race, looks, status, sexuality, body, cock size, do not matter. literally any male who wants to use me for a cumdumpster has the right to do so. anytime, anywhere, any number of males. I was also born to be a toilet a spit catcher and a party toy. getting fucked in public by fat, old, unattractive men, and taking loads from anonymous strangers while blindfolded has always been a great way to show everyone that I truly take ALL LOADS

Hello - told this story 1 time - curious if anyone done this in a motel ? I was a young ( 20 ) male fixing items in a small motel . One day 2 males ( seems like father and son type ) checked in the motel 1 bed . Several days went by and I had a chance chatting with them - becoming friendly - and the word came to me they refuse maid service .for 3 days now ! They were out and decided to check the room out in case if it being damaged . I walked in and to my surprise there must of been 20 or so used condoms on the carpet - curious - tasted a few and bagged 3 or 4 of them later on and left the others on the floor . It was about lunch time and usually the father type drops the boy off and he go's on for several hours leaving him there . I changed clothes - in my blue jeans / cut shorts - no underwear - wearing my muscle t-shirt and standing refilling the pop machine next to their room . The father dropped off his son to the motel - we chatted and mentioned I need to check the room out and with clean towels . I went into the room , boy was somewhat embarrassed but I made it like nothing - had clean towels - I picked up the condoms and garbage them - licking my fingers of the cum . I noticed , telling him , their bath room sink was draining slow - got my tools , laying underneath the sink , laying my wrench on my crotch ! I knew the boy could be seeing my uncut dick - I was getting a erection - my dick peeking out of my shorts . I ask the boy hand me my wrench , laying on top my dick , and he grabbed it - pressing his hand hard into my crotch ! Then , the rubber parts needed lube - had no lube - so I asked the boy hand me a few used cum condoms - using cum as lube . Then finished the job - getting up - my erection was hard - sticking out of my shorts - put the used condoms in the garbage can - my dick was oozing out pre-cum juices . I took my fingers and smear some pre-cum on my fingers - licking them - then did it again - allowing the boy licking my juices while I played with his crotch . We fucked real good - raw of course - breeding a tight , juicy , ass hole . Next day , while father was away - my special boy came into the laundry room - handed me the dirty towels - gaving him fresh 1's - then came up close to me - hug me - grabbing my dick - kissing me and said , " See you in a half hour ? " I said Yes ! We fucked for a half hour - became friends - he was always requesting room service !

Very insightful and well written! I would imagine, many Tops think, once a Slut has been bred, his purpose is complete! The bottom has proven he is nothing more than a cum receptacle and on to the next bottom that is willing to take a load! I doubt Tops thinks much about a bottom once his purpose has been served.

I am surprised by how many men like being referred to as having a pussy or cunt. It’s a total turn off for me. I am a man with an asshole, no pussy here. Is it different if you are eating a guys ass as opposed to fucking it? Love to eat ass, not a fan of eating man-pussy. It’s ironic FTMs want their business called a front hole where as a lot of gay subs and cumdumps prefer pussy or cunt. To each his own.

That's rather a circular question, because it basically boils down to "How long can you go without showing symptoms if you don't show symptoms?" What I assume you mean is "If you don't have fuck flu-like symptoms when you're first infected, how long can you go before you show signs of HIV infection?" And the answer to that is that it varies from person to person, considerably, but it can be "pretty long", if you don't get tested. I've known several guys who thought they were negative (and who never got tested) who found out they were positive when they were on death's door, having rapidly lost 40 or so pounds in a couple of months and facing unexplainable other medical problems. In one case, the guy hadn't had unprotected sex in almost 15 years and no sex at all for the last dozen. The good news is that all but one recovered rapidly as soon as treatment began, with most remaining undetectable from about 4-5 months after starting treatment until now. The bad news is that having delayed diagnoses and treatment for so long, their bodies have little "reserve" for fighting on their own without meds so adherence to the daily regimen is that much more important.

Love that you had a great time at the bathhouse in STL. It varies from day to day depending on weekend or day crowd. I worked there for 2 years back in 1995-97 and benefit included a FREE locker or room at any of the clubs in the chain. I often took room 129 so guys would walk down the hallway to my open room with me on the bed. I needed not just more sex, but essentially I wanted Different Men shooting in my ass and started monthly trips to Chicago. Had fun at Man's World and Man Country next to the Eagle Leather Bar. I got fucked at the "Ram" bookstore and what was called, "The Unicorn" and is now STEAMWORKS many times but I became an Official CUMDUMP during IML weekend in May 1998 when a buddy made certain that I took 32 Loads that weekend. There were over 50 different Men of all ages and types but I had No choice in who Fucked me. I had to take ALL LOADS from Strangers. I was caught in a snowstorm in December 1998 and stayed a few days and missed work. A couple of weeks later I was in Palm Springs, CA for the first video and 6 months later I moved to San Diego with us going to Palm Springs at least once a month.

I'm 50/50 vers, but I LOVE eating ass....immersing myself in the wonderful scent/taste of that part of a man....even when I'm with a total top, I need to make his ass feel as good as his cock. Earned the nickname RIMBO for my ability to bring a man to climax with my freakishly long tongue up his ass.

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What had I gotten myself into? At that moment I did not really care. Jeff was a sick looking guy but in a way I found him hot. Jeff’s cock was in my mouth and he was sliding it in and out of my mouth and down my throat. I think I lost my gag reflex. Jeff was telling me that I swallowed his cock like a pro. As he kept me busy I never even noticed that Bull left the room. Jeff unlocked the handcuffs that had been on my arm and flipped me onto my stomach. Jeff told me he was ready to use my hole and make it his. I asked him what he meant and he just laughed. Look at me he said, do you know what this tattoo means? He pointed to a symbol that was tattooed right above his cock. I had seen it before when I went to the hospital for stitches and in my doctor’s office but did not know what it meant. I shook my head no and he laughed a little more and leaned in to me. He whispered that is a bio hazard symbol it means that I am toxic, that I have HIV and with my viral load I have full blown aids. Bull has been a friend of mine for years and although we have never played around he has always liked finding me new bois to pass my toxic babies onto. Bull had wanted to fuck you for a while now and new he could once he caught you checking him out on the car ride. Bull always makes sure the bottoms holes are good and torn up and then I take over and from what I see yours is ready for me. Do you see this tattoo? This if you look closer is not just a vine, it is a list of names all bois and men who have my seed planted inside of them and who now carry my babies. By the time I am done with you, you too will be carrying my seed and will spread it to others with that cunt of yours. You took his cock like a champ and I know you will take mine to. Jeff moved so that his cock was at my hole. One thrust and he was in. My ass was wet and Jeff mentioned how sloppy it was. That I was full with bull’s seed and soon I would have his in me as well. Please don’t cum in me I cried but I also realized that I had a huge boner. Did I really want him to use me? I should have been scared and yet I wanted this man to use me and make me into a slut, but again what was I doing. Jeff pulled back out of my hole and a load of cum came out with his cock. Boy bull really must have liked your hole because that is a lot of cum in there. He started fingering my hole again and then he plunged into me in one push. I felt his balls hitting my ass. He fucked me for only a few minutes and then shot his load into me. Damm boi usually I last a lot longer but your hole was hot on my cock. I felt him finally slip out of my ass. He put a butt plug in my ass. I was told it was to help his cum absorb into me. With that Jeff went out of the room and I fell asleep. More to cum. Thanks for all the comments

First a little background. I have been bi from way back, probably really gay, but never brave enough to admit it. I had a friend in high school who used to get me to crossdress for him and we would fool around. I found this to be extremely hot and we fooled around off and on over the years, but well, we drifted and I buried that side of myself into the closet. I still jerked off to gay porn and have always had a huge need for dick , but put the urge aside because some 15 years ago I got married and did the family thing. When I married my wife my mother-in-law, who had divorced my wife's father, had remarried a guy named Eddie. No one in the family liked either Eddie (or for that matter, my mother-in-law). The problem with my mother-in-law was that years earlier she had been an open slut, and on several occasions my wife and her siblings had, as teenagers, caught their mother cheating on their father. So, at this point the family simply put up with my mother-in-law and Eddie out of a vague sense of familial obligation. It was also true, however, that everyone was happy at least my mother-in-law, who was in her early 80s, had someone to take care of her, as Eddie was somewhat younger than his wife, as he was 70 or so. Now, a topic of frequent conversation centered on the fact that the house which my mother-in-law and Eddie owned needed some major repairs, and since they live on Social Security, they had no money to bring the house back into good repair. Not surprisingly, as I am a plumber by trade, whenever the issue related to plumbing, the family asked me if I could do the work as a courtesy. "Sure," I answered, not that I enjoyed working for free, but it is family. I insisted, however, that my in-laws had to be out of the house for a week so I could do the job and not have anybody in the way, and, as I already said, I am not a fan of spending time with either of them anyway. One of the sons agreed to take them for the week and picked them up. I took all of my tools to their house and got started working on the plumbing. I had been very horny and had been spending a lot of time online getting all worked up for cock. To make the situation a little more fun I figured I could wear panties under my jeans while I worked, because I would be alone all day. It was a hot little reminder of the old days and I could jerk off whenever I wanted to. Then on the second day a car rolled into the drive. It is my brother in law bringing Eddie back to the house. explained he and Eddie had been arguing constantly and he couldn't have Eddie at his place anymore. I wasn't happy about having Eddie around, but figured 'What can you do?' Besides, I knew Eddie would likely walk to the liquor store everyday to grab some beers and sit around drinking, so as long as he stayed out of the way, I could live with it. Besides, it was his house, after all. So I went back to working on the double sink in the master bathroom. Eddie was bored and stood around watching me work. I was kneeling on the floor and totally lost track that I was wearing panties and sure enoughhe spotted them. He started laughing and remarked "Nice panties. What are you? Some kind of sissy?" 'Crap', I thought, 'this can't be good'. He just kept giving me shit about it and I tried to ignore him. After a few minutes he asked if my wife knew I wore her panties. I did not answer. He said I bet she doesn't you little sissy faggot. I told him to shut up. He said or what? what is the sissy going to do? He said you aren't going to do anything because if you do I will tell your wife all about you panty secret.. As a matter of fact I know how to treat sissyboys like you and you are going to do what I say or I tell her everything .. I could not believe what was happening , but it did turn me on a bit. So I asked so what do you want then? He said for starters you are going to come over here and start sucking my cock. Eddie was no ones idea of good looking. He was dirty with grey shaggy hair and mustache. He was skinny nasty missing some teeth and had a creepy southern sound to the way he spoke. As unattractive as he was just added to the excitement. I was terrified at what was happening but excited and horny at the same time. He unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. Surprisingly he had a nice looking cock, it had to be at least 6 inches just hanging there. I crawled over to him and took hold of his stinky cock. It had been forever since I touched someone else's cock but I was starting to really want it.. He said come on boy ,,get to sucking. I gave in and wrapped my lips around the head and started sucking for all I was worth. I was loving this stinky cock, I could feel as it got bigger, and I started using my hands to help control this monster. I had never sucked a huge cock like this before. When he was fully erect it had to be 8 or 9 inches long with a huge head that just kind of made is cock sag a bit like it was a struggle to hold the weight of the head... I looked at it and just kept going sucking and stroking it hoping to do a good job, for whatever reason I was wanting him to enjoy this.. more later..

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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Great story! I jerked of twice this morning after reading it. Oh to be a 19 year older cum dump again. Sigh.

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It's definitely real for some but not all. I never had it. Rarely ever had so much as a cold until one day I was hospitalised with pneumonia. As my consultant discussed with me there is so much conflicting info surrounding HIV out in the wild that many, including medical practitioners, can be blinkered to what is and isn't true. Several Doctors and Nurses spoke to me about my infection and none of them believed the answers I was giving them telling me I must be omitting something from my discussions. (This is not to say I didn't receive good care, just that they weren't specialists) It was only when the Consultant and his team arrived that any headway was made. He estimated, given my general health and fitness (surprisingly good despite what was growing inside me), that I could have been infected anything upto ten years before, certainly no less than five or six. He described my circumstance as being at the extreme end of the spectrum but not entirely uncommon. I have been told in my very candid discussions at the clinics that I could see symptoms appear if I were to stop meds as the virus reasserts itself but the severity cannot be guessed at.

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It really depends on the context what Tops decide to call me. I like “Hole” as a general term to describe what I am. Being referred to as hole is very reassuring of my purpose. To Men, I’m a hole first and foremost Pussy is much more soft and feminizing. Tops usually use it before we meet or to refer to what they want from me. I hear Cunt more often after I get fucked and wrecked. When my ‘hole’ is gaping and swollen it gets called a Cunt. I think it’s a title that mostly earn. Each ones has its own connotation, and I don’t mind being called any. All are descriptive of me and what I exist for. 🥰

and I 4th this - or is it 5th? 6th? ... It can be tough to overcome the "conditioning" we've been immersed in our entire lives, but the only real choice is are we going to follow what we know we must to to be whole men, or are we going to succumb to cultural pressures. One choice offers self-fulfillment, the satisfaction that we've considered all aspects, and "made it" to accepting our own truth. The other is a slippery slope to a wasted life, in that we're avoiding our personal truth. There will be consequences - there always are. It's a fascinating realization for those who recognize it - so consider the whole ball of wax carefully - since (per prior comments), once you taste the forbidden fruit, you'll only crave more and more. Good luck !!! It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

A guy with a wedding ring always makes me smile - knowing that they’re straying and sharing their sound with me rather than their ‘other half’ 😈

Lately I serve mostly at a local video store or at steamworks. I was at the video store yesterday and was doing my usual cruise. Not much there. Regulars that are primarily bottoms like me. I sucked a couple guys off but of course my goal is to leave with a hot load in me. I had dinner plans at 5:30p so at 4:30 I did a final walk around and was on my way. Just as I was leaving I saw a hot man standing looking at the boards where all of the movies were on display. He was looking at bi porn so I knew he was in to men. Most that are there are. In Chicago we currently have to wear masks so you have to rely on eye contact to get a man interested. I did the raise my brow thing to let him know I was interested. Lol. I walked into a booth and I turned around to see he was following me. He came in and I quickly put a couple of dollars in the machine. He took off his coat ( yes it’s getting cold here) and unbuttoned his pants. He then grabbed me by the waste and pulled me closer. He reached up and took his mask off so I did the same. He was the most beautiful man and I was almost in shock that he was in a booth with me. I wasn’t sure all of what he was into so I just followed his lead. Where I come from if a man unbuttons his pants but does nothing else it’s the bottoms job to take over. Of course I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He was wearing boxer briefs that I quickly pulled down to see his beautiful cock. He wasn’t the biggest or fattest I have ever had but it was nice. About 8 and had some good girth. I quickly did what any good bottom does and got down on my knees and put his manhood in my mouth. He was semi hard so it didn’t take long to suck him to fully hard. I reached in my pocket and took a hit of poppers and of course offered some to my top. He said no and I continued to make love to his cock with my mouth. I would have been happy if that is where it ended but he stood me up and turned me around and pulled down my pants. I was wearing a jock so he left that on and started to rub his hand up and down my crack settling on my pussy. I of course pushed back letting him know I was ready. E got down on his knees and started eating my pussy out. I was in heaven. It’s rare that guys want to eat me out in this setting so I was very happy. As he was eating me the management came and started banging on the door so I reached down and put in a 10 so the machine wouldn’t turn off for a while. He stood up behind me and started to rub his cock on my pussy so I knew he wanted to breed me. I was praying he didn’t want to use a condom but if he did I would probably have gone with it because he was that hot. He didn’t and started to enter me. I took another hit of poppers and as a good bottom should, I asked him if he wanted some. This time he took a big hit and slid inside me. As you bottoms know there is nothing better than feeling a mans pubic hair on your ass. He started slow and steady. I started to moan which set him off. He was so verbal saying things like “ you like my cock?” And “ you have a hungry pussy.” Both of which made me back up in it harder. At one point he pulled out and said he didn’t want to cum yet. That’s a great compliment for a bottom. He was enjoying using me. He stood me up turned me around and started to kiss me. Still talking dirty to me about how good my pussy felt and how hot he thought I was. We kissed for a while and I whispered “ please breed me.” He turned me around and bent me over and slid his cock back in me with ease of course. He started to fuck me harder asking me where I wanted his load. I kept saying “don’t pull out” please! And he kept pounding. He said he was going to cum and started to hold my hips as he pushed in as far as he could. We stayed in our positions until I could feel him pull out. I turned around and gave him a kiss and thanked him. He didn’t say you are welcum or thank you like some men say. I thought I would still take the chance and ask if he wanted me to clean him up. He said of course so I got down on my knees took my time cleaning him. He stood me up and started to pull his pants back on. I asked if he would be interested in playing again and he said yeah. We exchanged numbers and left. I always leave it up to the man to make the next move and we will see if he texts me or not.

Couch Surfer As I sat down to start work on Wednesday, Gabriel came up behind me and rubbed my shoulders. It wasn't something that he'd done before and I wondered what was up. He cleared his throat and said "A friend is coming to visit so I'm going to be at my mom's house this weekend with him." I stopped and turned back to him. "It's up to you, but why not stay here? Even if you guys want to fuck, you know I don't mind. Even better if you do it when I'm here" I said with a chuckle. After all this time, I didn't think he knew how much it turned me on to know he was having sex with other guys. "You sure? I don't want to impose on your crib..." he replied. "It's kinda 'our' place now if you haven't noticed. You're on the left side of the closet and I'm on the right. Your toothbrush is red, mine is blue" I replied, grinning. I didn't get a response right away, so I said "He can sleep on the couch unless you want him to join us in the bedroom. I've never done a multi-day three way..." "Oh, fuck no. He's a friend. We failed horribly as boyfriends but it works as just... friends. I think you'll like Antoine" he said. "Gotcha. Either way, he's welcome to stay here. It might freak your mom out if you stay over there for more than a day now. She seems to like us living together, as sinful as it is. She even called me her son-in-law at lunch Sunday" I told him before laughing again. He shook his head and I could sense he was embarrassed about her comments. "Ok... He will be here tomorrow morning and leaving Sunday. You sure it's ok?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm sure" I replied before turning back to work. Thursday, I left for the office and wondered what I would come home to. I hadn't even seen a picture of the guy, so when I walked in that night I didn't know what to expect. The first thing I noticed was the delicious aroma that I could smell down the hall. The second was the hot guy in my kitchen. He was a couple inches shorter than me, but built. His tee could barely hold his muscles in and it extended to the tree trunk legs. "Hey, I'm Antoine. Thanks for lettin' me crash here" he said. I reached out to shake his hand but he came closer and gave me a hug. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body and I felt ashamed of my crappy gym regimen, but enjoyed the feeling of his taught body in my arms. While it was a firm hug, it was balanced with the soft touch of his hands. From his facial features I could tell that he was a mixed guy like me, with just fewer ethnicities in the mix. Our skin was almost the same shade but he had a full head of cropped black hair and no beard. "Glad you could come visit. Gabriel was really happy you were coming" I replied. "I've been looking forward to seeing him for months. I finally got a break and was able to come visit. I've missed that moth... guy so much" he said. I had to chuckle that he checked his words trying not to offend me. "He does have a way of sinking his claws into you, doesn't he" I said, smiling. He let go of me and then started plating my dinner. "Nothin fancy, but I figured I'd make something good for you. Gabriel said you don't eat good on days you go to the office" he said, setting the meal down on the table. I grabbed a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. I handed one to him and we toasted "To a fun weekend." The food was delicious and I asked "So, you're a chef?" "I used to be. Hated the stress. Now I work construction. Framing, mostly" he replied. After dinner, I poured another glass and sat down on the couch. "Well, no matter what the BS is, do what ya love" I replied. Antoine took the other end of the couch and before long we were both buried in apps on our phones. I really wasn't looking to hookup, but I liked to see who's around and keep an eye out for any fresh meat. I was looking over my third app and got a ding on one of the first two. "Damn hot profile u must be in same bldg says 50ft away" the message said. I looked over the profile and realized quickly it was Antoine. Even without a face pic, I recognized his body. I even mentally undressed him to compare the body next to me and the pics I saw. "Damn hot urself sometimes dist is wrong u lookin?" I replied. His face was buried in his phone which meant he couldn't see the grin on my face. I figured I'd toy with him a little before I broke the news to him. "yeah not sure I can get away tonight cant host" was his next message. I looked over the other info in the profile and liked what I saw. I wasn't sure about fucking Gabriel's friend but still wanted to poke a little more, at least verbally. "can poss host ur profile says neg u on prep? only fuck raw here" I sent back. "k no prep prefer bb n poz" he replied. I almost choked when I read that and wondered if that wasn't the reason he was visiting - to get Gabriel to knock him up. "u sure? no meds here. v toxic" was my next message. "fuk yah hung 2 u can wreck my azz good send me home knocked up lol" he answered. A few seconds later I got another message "what floor? can be ready in 20." Without waiting for a reply, I saw Antoine nervously look over and get up off the couch. He went over to his bag by the window and rummaged around for a few things. I was looking out the side of my eye and when he started walking over to the bathroom in the hall, I cleared my throat and said "Use the bathroom in the bedroom. It's got a shower shot in there." "Wwwwwwha.... whacha mean?" he stammered out, obviously surprised at my comment. "You meetin' up with thickninenhard?" I asked. He was visibly shocked and it took him a a few seconds to put it all together. "You? I was fuckin talkin' to you?" he asked. Now I saw panic in his eyes. I, however, had a grin on my face. "Yeah. That's me. My offer is still good if ya want. We can keep it just between us two... Gabriel and I are open and don't tell each other about all of our side action" I said. My cock began to grow in my jeans and really needed more room. I rubbed over the bulge, trying to get the shaft to snake down my leg. "Shit... Don't say nothin' to Gabriel... He'd freak if he knew some of the shit I've been doin'" Antoine said. "Like wanting to get charged up? Or ya just like the risky sex? Either way, I'm not saying anything unless you want me to. So far, nothin's happened so its just some dirty fantasy talk, right?" I replied as I grinned back at him. He nodded and seemed to be getting less worried by the second. I'd given him an easy way to back out and he also knew I wasn't going to tell Gabriel I was trying to knock up his friend. With no response I said "Clean out good, cuz I like to go deep and I'm not into shit. Oh... let me know which it is when you're done." I saw him swallow hard and head towards the bedroom. Gabriel and I hadn't fucked all week and my balls were aching to unload. I heard the shower start up and figured I'd give him fifteen minutes and then I'd head in. I was pretty sure I didn't want to fuck him on our bed, but I did want to be standing in there naked when he came out of the bathroom. I knew from the last time, Gabriel's nose would be able to smell his scent on the sheets and that's not how I wanted the evening to end. The leather couch would be easier to clean, anyway. "So, chasin' the bug or just like rollin' the dice?" I asked as he came out of the bathroom naked. I could see it was hard for him to admit what he really wanted. As he came closer I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and held tight. I guided his sexy body back into the living room and toward the couch we'd been on earlier. I stopped short and said "On your knees and suck." It was more of a command than anything and he followed orders. I was kind of surprised, since he didn't seem like the submissive type, but you never know. Antoine was one of those guys that explores a cock and balls with his tongue before getting to the sucking stage. It felt damn good and he made sure to cover every square millimeter of my cock and nut sack. I hadn't showered since the morning and I knew there was going to be a little funkiness under the foreskin but it didn't slow him down. Based on his moans, it was actually turning him on. My exposed cockhead glistened in the light before he released the foreskin and took my cock into his mouth. He worked his way down, bobbing on it a minute and then pulling off completely and starting over. Each time he'd go down further and when my cock slid into his throat, it went in a lot easier than I expected. He spent a few more minutes sucking down the full length and giving an occasional squeeze with his throat. With no response to my question, I decided that my goal was to send him home fully knocked up. I held his head and he stopped sucking as I slowly pulled my cock clear of his lips. I gave a gentle tug to his arm and Antoine stood up. I handed the bottle of poppers that I'd set out while he showered and he took a few long hits to each side. Setting them down, I turned him to the couch and said "Last chance to stop..." He shook his head no, still unable to verbalize his desires. I bent him over the edge of the couch, angled slightly so his face was over the back cushion. He spread his legs and braced while I admired his muscled ass. One spit covered finger slipped in and I knew he was no stranger to getting fucked. Less than a minute later two were in, twisting around. I scraped my nails a bit and he didn't flinch. With a lot of guys, I wouldn't think of trying to fuck them without getting three fingers in, but the first two went in so easily I figured he could take it. I guided my cock to his hole, pulling back the foreskin so the bare head was nestled against the pucker. My left hand took it's place between his shoulders and the hard muscles didn't yield a bit. I slowly slid my hand up on the back of his head and pushed his face into the cushion and a second later, I thrust my hips forward. His scream was muffled by the cushion as were the next few until I was balls deep. I could feel him squirm and spasm underneath me and I held my cock fully inside him. "That's a good chaser. Probably tore you up good already. Now lets see how good that hot ass feels to fuck" I growled at him. He settled down after a few minutes and I let up on his head as I began to rock my hips. Grabbing onto his hips, my thrusts got longer and his hole slowly relaxed and felt slicker. My cock always leaked more pre when I knew I was fucking a neg guy. I knew he hurt based on the groans he was now making but slowly they slipped into moans. Once he got to that point, he tried to work his ass around my shaft. There were a few painful gasps from his mouth but it never made me change my rhythm and he never asked me to slow down or stop. After almost thirty minutes of drilling his hole, my balls started to tighten up. I knew this would be a big load and I hoped he'd keep it in until at least until Gabriel got home. I quickened the pace and that just got me closer. I heard him whine when he felt my cock swell even thicker and I gave him a few more strokes before driving in all the way. Spurts of my bug laden seed flooded his guts. A few haggard thrusts milked out another shot or two before I collapsed on his back. "You better spread my bug once you're poz" I whispered in his ear. He whined out "mmhmm" as I stood back up. I carefully pulled my cock out of his ass, pushing a few strands of cum back in. "Clench and stay there" I told him as I grabbed a plug out of the toy box I kept behind the couch. "Keep that in as long as you can. I want all of it to absorb" I said, chuckling afterward. I left him there a second before I told him "Now... clean my dick." He scrambled to his knees and took one lick up my shaft. "Shit" he said. "Not clean?" I asked, taking him literally. "No... you really did wreck my ass. I taste blood" he replied before licking the rest of the cum, blood and ass juice off my cock and balls. "That's what you asked for... along with what floor I was on" I said chuckling. When he was done, I backed away and said "Let's get showered before Gabriel gets home. While we were showering, he asked "You fuck Gabriel like that?" "Nah, it depends on our mood, but rarely that rough. I save those kinds of fucks for guys like you" I replied. I didn't want to tell him Gabriel was poz, that was Gabriel's decision to make, but I'm sure he could figure it out. We dried off and I just tossed on some basketball shorts and went commando. He pulled on some cargo shorts and reached for his tee. "No shirt. I want to admire that neg body a bit, knowing what's happening inside" I said before giving out a sinister laugh. The next day, Gabriel and Antoine went out sightseeing and came back just before three, making Gabriel rush through the shower before running off to work. I fucked Antoine twice that night, once at six and once at ten, not letting him get dressed until after his late night breeding. He was pretty eager too, heading off to the shower before Gabriel was in the elevator. I fucked him on his back that night, though, so I could see the lust and desire in his eyes. There's nothing like the look in a chaser's eyes as you dump a charged load in their ass. Saturday, the three of us went out early and hit a museum and then a restaurant for lunch. The night was a replay of the day before, but it was obvious that Antoine's ass was sore. He never got to the moaning stage on the last fuck, groaning in pain the whole time. The plug went in a lot easier than it did on the first night, too. As we sat on the couch afterwards, he turned and said "Thanks. I'm gonna remember this weekend." Sunday was a sexless day and in the afternoon, when when we were on the train to the airport, I gave him my hookup phone number. We had left at the same time Gabriel headed to work, so there wasn't any time to send him on his flight with one more load trying to charge him up. I told him to let me know if the bug took and ask if he had questions. He looked surprised, the sober reality of our fucks coming to the front. One last hug and he was off to his plane and I headed back to the train.

PART 2 Mr. Jenkins was our teacher. His name was actually Moacyr Jenkins, but he didn't like it, so he asked us to call him by his nickname, Moa. The guy was a real asshole in the classroom and hardly anyone liked him. He was above average rude with the students and his tests were the most demanding at school. “What way?” I asked. “I need your help, you said you would do anything for me.” "Anything", I confirmed. “Moa wanted me to suck his dick in exchange for an A. You know he's not married and there were always rumors that he was gay, but I've never confirmed it. Now I'm sure but I have a problem. You know I don't like cock.” “And you want me to...” "If you suck Moa in my place, he said he'll give me the A", Andrew said. “You're kidding, right?” “What's the problem, Alex? You said anything. If you suck his dick, I'll have sex with you every day until graduation. I thought about that a bit. Graduation was in two weeks, so I would have plenty of time to be with Andrew. The problem was, I was still a virgin and I was saving myself for him. I didn't want Moa to be my first. The man was six feet tall, in his forties and had a body covered in tattoos, while I was a small tomboy with no hair on my body. “I don't know...”, was my answer. “You'll save my life, Alex, I'll owe you forever. He is inside the school; I'll call him saying you accepted.” I waited apprehensively while he called Mr. Jenkins. A few minutes later, the man walked through the school's lobby and came towards us. There was a sly grin beneath his thick black mustache. "Alex", he greeted squeezing my hand tightly. “Do I have your word that you'll give me an A?”, Andrew asked. “The gradebook is at my house, you’ll need to come with us, you can watch everything and then I'll change your grade. “Watch?”, I asked, swallowing hard. "I need a witness that I have your consent to what we are going to do", Moa said. “Now let's go to the car, it's better that no one sees the three of us here together.” I followed Andrew and our Geography teacher to a black car that was parked on the school street. The two of them made an agreement along the way, but I didn't pay attention to anything. I could just think that I was going to suck my teacher while the guy I liked was watching. Moa's house was a couple of neighborhoods away, so it took us about fifteen minutes to get there. He parked the car in the garage and we entered the old high-walled house. The yard was large and there were a few meters of free land between the neighboring houses, guaranteeing us privacy. “Do you want some water?” he asked. "No, I want to get this over with," said Andrew. I just shook my head. The man poured himself a large glass, saying he was about to lose too much fluid, and drank it down in one gulp. I watched in awe as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "I haven't had a student for a couple of years, the last one I had to take by force," he said. “It was a beautiful proposal to offer your friend to me, I would never have this idea alone. I stopped investing in students when they threatened to call the police.” I looked at Andrew, realizing that this had been his plan from the beginning. Moa had never said that he would change his grade if he sucked his cock, he had offered my services without my knowing anything. But now I was already there, so I wasn't going to go back. Andrew would have to make those two weeks worth it. "Sit on the sofa," Moa said when we got to the living room. “Side by side.” Then he took out his cell phone and started filming. “Do you give consent to everything we're going to do here today?”, he asked me. "Yes," I replied uncertainly. “And you are proof that he accepts any kind of sexual act that we are going to do?”, he asked Andrew. "Yes, sir," he replied. Then Moa put the cell phone back in his pocket and said: “I need guarantees, in case you regret it and want to screw me. Now open your mouth wide.”

Good start for my 1st post: 142 (1) Given/Received Blow Job (1) Fucked A Hole (1) Been Fucked (1) Kissed A Guy (1) Given a Handjob (1) Watched Porn (1) J/O With Others Watching (1) Watched a Guy J/O (1) Tasted Your Own Cum (1) Own a Jockstrap (2) J/O in a Public Place (Semi-Private E.G Bathroom Stall etc) (2) J/O in a Public Place (E.G in a Park/Field/Airport/Office etc) (2) Rimmed a Hole (2) Pissed on a Guy (2) Had An Outdoor Fuck (2) Fucked Inside Car/Truck (2) Swallowed Spit (2) Used a Gloryhole (2) Used a Dildo/Vibrator (2) Wrestled (2) Roleplayed (2) Had Sex with a Bi Guy (2) Had a Threesome (2) Voyeur/Spied on Guys Having Sex (2) Been Face Fucked (2) Swallowed a Guys Cum (2) Swallowed Your Own Cum (2) Had Interracial Sex (2) Gone Commando at Work (3) Been Caught Having Sex (3) Had Sex with a Married Guy (3) Had an Orgy/Group Session (3) Had an Anonymous Fuck (3) Fucked in a Public Restroom (3) Dirty Talked (3) Been to a Bathhouse (3) Been to a Sex/Cruising Club (3) Used a 10"+ Dildo (3) Been in/Part of a Circle Jerk/Bukkake (3) Watched Animal Porn (3) Had Really Aggressive/Rough Sex (3) Had Sex with Someone 40+ Years Older/Younger (5) Lost Your Virginity Under 18 Years of Age (5) Made an Amateur Sex Tape (5) Fucked a Married Guy (5) Been Gangbanged (5) Been Double Penetrated (5) Had Over 100+ Sexual partners (5) Used a Chastity Cage (10) Fucked/Been Fucked By K9/Dog (10) Swallowed K9/Horse Cum

Jay pays for disobedience Part 4 Master then released me from then bench my legs where wobbly when I stood up, he then got jay in a sling head down and butt up, Jay I know your cum was in Si when I fucked him and now you will pay dearly, Prep won’t help you and Jay bucked in the sling he had guessed what was coming, Master took out the toothbrush and was not gentle with Jays hole the brush was covered with deep red blood when he pulled it out breed him Si and I started to fuck Jay brutally until my slit opened and a tiny amount painfully released into Jay, I was spent. Sir then powered fucked Jay causing Jay to cum all over his abs and face. Master grunted as he seeded Jays hole slapping him hard across the face he was so angry. Master then said to Jay I agreed that I would never let a full blown Aids fucker breed you but I never said anything about not seeding/infecting you with Aids cum you worthless please of shit. Si come here push the ring spreader in an open his cunt, now take this and open his throat, this shit is going to get it both ends (I was confused, but Sir was so angry) I did as I was told, then Sir had me crouch down over a bowl as he put out my butt plug, the cum just flowed and flowed out 23 loads filling the bowl. Lets make sure that the camaras are focused in because this worthless piece of shit is getting Full Blown AIDS cum both ends. Jay was bucking around as Sir slowly dripped the cum onto his but watching intently as the cum trickled into his cunt, the white cum was a real sight against Jay’s ebony skin, next Sir did the same with Jays month the white bloody cum sliding down Jays tongue and throat. Finally Sir went back and poured all of the Toxic Aid cum down Jay’s hole and released the hole spreader Jay ring immediately clamping shut. I thought that the end of it, but Sir then got the tooth brush saying “I’ve been looking forward to using this” and shoved it straight into Jays cunt in and out in and out tarring the walls of Jays arse to shreds, no escape from Aids now cunt Master said as he slapped Jay hard again. Finally, he stopped and pulled it out. He then turned to me and I was dreading what was going to happen next and said “put the cuffs on” as soon as I had he hoisted me up on tip toes and said he would be back when he had thought of a suitable punishment for taking Jays cum earlier without permission. Part 5 Let me know if you want more?

Tricked An hour later we where fully clothed and in a taxi to the client’s place. Once there we rang the doorbell and were greeted by a tall guy Latin looking must have been every inch 6ft plus and really muscular. Once inside he got us both to sign some documents release stuff, so he said, when finished he locked them away (note to self-read before signing, to late). The client we where to call Master or Sir came up behind me and pulled me in, I could feel his hard cock against my back as there is such a size difference, then he put his hands down my sweets and started rubbing my throbbing cock and pulling down my sack master’s only words where “nice, Virgin meat” he spun me around and started caressing the cheeks of my butt, it felt amazing. Sir the pulled off my tee and pulled my sweats down I was naked with a throbbing cock which needed its release, really strange he gave Jay no attention at all he just sat quietly looking at us, okay Si get to work on my cock Sir said and I released his cock and was greeted with the largest member I had every seen, instinctively I started licking and tried to swallow but couldn’t get much in my mouth, he looked disappointed “boy it will be going all the way down your throat be sure of that” Sir said. Sir pushed me away and said follow me sluts and we went down into his basement better described as a dungeon once inside the room with all sorts of benches, crosses, and chains he turned to Jay and barked “strip whore” and Jay quickly did as he was told. Looking at Jay he told him to cuff me, once the cuff where on my wrists they where attached to pully’s and Sir hit a switch pulling me off the floor and leaving me hanging, as his mouth and throat is no good at the moment gag him with the dildo gag Jay, Jay took this cock shaped gag spat on it and slid it down my throat securing it in place, to which Sir said to Jay nice you have done really well finding this Virgin Twink fuck toy Jay, did they know each other had I been set up YES fuck I was helpless and Jay who I had trusted was in on it. Right he still has to much hair, taking a set of clippers he shaved off all my head hair I knew at this point I was in a lot of trouble but could do nothing about it. Up until this point I hadn’t noticed all of the screens in the basement showing my suffering it was being filmed and little did I know at this point being streamed live. Jay then got what I later found out was a ball stretcher and pulled my sack down and attached the device there was a wire connected to the floor in place Sir then started to raise me up again the pain was unbelievable. Sir then said, “you are going to be fully compliant YES?” Yes, I nodded. Okay and he released me down and said to Jay milk a load of that nasty neg cum out of its cock we will use it as lube, for his conversion. Sir turned to the screen, typed into the PC Virgin Neg Twink for Poz loads place your offers to be one of the first ten to load this fresh young cumdump, hiv + and full blown Aids ONLY. I was panicking now, I realized that I was finished. Within a minute 10 offers had been received and Sir had accepted and sent his address. Part 3 Breeding to cum.

Chapter 2 As I entered, there were no lights. It was pitch black. I stopped for a moment and one of the guys told me to keep it moving, along with hands on my shoulders pushing forward. I couldn’t see anything. I stopped after taking only a few steps inside and felt the hands being removed. As I turned around, I saw the door closing, shutting out the light from the street lamps. I heard several locks turning. I could see nothing. No one. It then was silence for what seemed like several minutes. I was really beginning to freak out. At first I whispered and then increasingly spoke the same question, “hello”? No response. A dim light appeared from above barely showing a small stool beneath. The light wasn’t bright enough to see even the walls of this place. I didn’t move. A deep, masculine, matter of fact in tone type voice came from the darkness. He said, “You are here because you said you were into partying and playing with us. We play and party hard. Bet you like it hard. Real hard. Take off everything and get naked. Put all your stuff on the floor next to the stool. Do it now.” I was buzzed, no doubt. The voice was sexy. I was spun. I slowly walked towards the stool, removing what little I was wearing. Now completely naked, I stood there waiting. “Turn around. On the wall there are items you are to put on. Best be quick about it!” came the voice from the darkness. Sure enough, as I turned around, there was a wall dimly lit that had several items hanging on it: a black leather jock strap, an odd looking cockring, harness, wrist and angle restraint straps, and blindfold. It was difficult putting this all on in almost complete darkness. As I did, my mind began to race with questions. Then it hit me. Some ten years before, I was trying to find my niche as far as the type of bar or club I wanted to frequent. It became clear pretty quickly that I was attracted to the leather bar because of the hot, masculine, leather clad men usually there. It was there that I met a guy named Bob. It was early during my coming out. I didn’t know how to act. Was totally inexperienced with men. And it showed. Bob introduced himself one evening I was there. He made it clear that he wasn’t trying to fuck me, he just thought I could use a little help. We drank, talked, laughed, and drank some more. Over the next couple weeks we became friends and still are to this day. He had told me that there were “leather men meets” all around, that one was coming up not too far and asked if I wanted to go. I agreed. We checked into the hotel, unpacked and got ready to head out to the host bar for the leather meet event. I had no leather and had put on a white t-shirt, a pair of worn levi’s, jockstrap, and black work boots. My ass looked boomin in my jeans. Bob came out of the bathroom and asked if that was what I was wearing. When I told him yes, he began shaking his head saying how stupid he was for not thinking about it beforehand. “This is a leather meet. The key word being leather.” Then he said for me not to worry. That with my hot little bod I could get away going shirtless. I freaked out. I had never been to any club or anywhere public shirtless. He calmed me down as we began to smoke a joint. I smoked weed many times before – but this time, the weed was super strong and had a weird taste to it. I coughed several times. Bob laughed and picked on me a bit. I told him the weed was the strongest and oddest tasting weed I had ever smoked. Bob said that was because it was realllllllly good shit and it was spiked with something that would make me feel better. He then produced two shot glasses, one more full than the other, and a can of coke for each of us. He handed the smaller shot to me and said, “cheers!!” We clanged the shot glasses together and drank them. It was awful. Unlike any alcohol I had ever tasted. My facial expressions told the story. Bob laughed again and said it was G. It would make me feel even better. Some time passed and I was feeling better. A LOT better. I was also very warm. And was feeling more horned up by the minute. We smoked another joint and headed out walking to the host bar that was just a couple blocks from our hotel. As we got closer to the bar, I noticed more and more men clad in leather gear around the area. I kept touching my nipple through my t-shirt. My dick stirred inside my jock and my hole felt like it was buzzing. Twitching. We got to the entrance of the bar where there was this very tall, super hot man in black boots, chaps, a bulge that wouldn’t quit, hardness, vest, and hat. He smiled at Bob, took his ticket, and stepped aside to let him in. I presented my ticket and his smile turned to a crazed like look. “This is a private leather event. I see your ticket. I don’t see leather. You can’t come in.” I looked beyond him to the door and Bob was standing on the other side of the door talking with some guys he must have known. “Will this make a difference?”, I asked as I took off my t-shirt, turned around and bent over untying my boot laces and stood back up. The bouncer was smiling a shit eating grin and said, “that will do just fine. Just keep the shirt off.” As I walked past him he grabbed my ass. Inside, I was blown away. Men everywhere. Leather of all types. Men wearing only jockstraps and boots. In the distance, I could see a guy getting fucked. The music was blaring. The smell of men, sweat, leather and sex was intoxicating. I was high. Horned. Like a kid in a candy store. I was also nervous as fuck and it took a few drinks and time for me to chill – getting used to my ass being grabbed or slapped and my nips getting tweaked. The place was huge. It was on two floors. Bob and I had walked around and saw all the different booths, bar stations, and more men playing than I had ever seen before. Time flew by. It was about 30 minutes before night one was to close and we were getting another drink when the bartender motioned for Bob. The two talked for a bit – all the while looking in my direction. Bob then walked over to me and said that he was a bit shocked. He went on to say that he was a bit jealous and how lucky I was. As we walked away from the bar, Bob told me that we needed to goto the bar’s leather shop. He said that the attendant there would be waiting for us – actually me. Bob said that there was a gift for me there from someone unknown. I was curious for sure. We entered the shop and the attendee immediately greeted us, then grabbed my hand and began walking towards the dressing room area with me in tow. Once there, he went on to say that a very generous and very hot man who wished to be anonymous wanted me to have some things. I looked very skeptical. The only catch was that I had to walk out of the shop wearing those gifts and had to agree to have them on whenever I was attending the meet. Before I could say anything, he quickly took some measurements and disappeared. Bob was so excited. I didn’t know what to think. The attendant then returned with a pair of black leather boots, a black leather jock strap having thin straps, a half harness, arm band and boy cap. I freaked. I would be almost naked! I looked at Bob. He said I should do it. I would be crazy to pass this up. “Shots!” screamed the bartender that had been talking to Bob moments before. “Drink up – on the house!” There were 4 shots, 2 of one color and 2 of another. “One of each color, gentlemen”. We downed our shots. I took Bob aside and expressed my nervousness. My fears. And then something happened. I stopped talking to Bob, turned to the attendant and said, “fuck yeah. It’ll be hot!” Pulled off my jeans and other stuff and put on the items the attendant gave me. “WOW”, Bob said. “Look at yourself in the mirror! Holy fucking shit! And that ass!” I moved to the mirror. For the first time in my life, be it the shots, drug shots, weed, whatever, I stood there and complimented myself as to how hot I really did look. There weren’t as many men in the bar as we left the shop. The last call announcement came. We went to the bathroom and I went into one of the stalls and shut the door. Bob headed to the urinals. I finished pissing and put my now almost hard dick back inside the jockstrap when I began to wonder how I was going to get back to the hotel dressed like I was? The bathroom stall door suddenly opened. A towering man built like a brick shit house forced himself inside the stall and closed the door behind him. He easily stood at 6’4”. Dark hair, light hair on his muscular pecs behind a harness, a small trail down his 6 pack into chaps where I could plainly see a couple inches of his dick popping up through. “Don’t say anything. Turn around,, now”. I hesitated. He grabbed my arm and spun me around and smacked my jockstrapped bared ass hard. “Spread your legs and step forward” he said as I felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me towards the wall. “Give me your left arm”, as he grabbed my left wrist and brought my arm behind me placing my hand on his dick. “Play with my dick while I stick you”. I had no idea what he meant. Did he mean he was going to fuck me? “Put your right arm upwards – hand on the wall – and don’t move”. I didn’t understand. I heard some rustling and then a rubber tube wrapped around my right bicep, followed by wet feeling, then a prick, then the rube removed. And then BAM! I uncontrollably coughed hard several times. My vision blurred. Warmth all over my body. My dick got rock hard and I was pumping out pre-cum like crazy. My hole was on fire. My legs got weak. I let go of his dick and started to slump down as he wrapped his huge arms around me to hold me up – while fingering my nips. I moaned. He moaned. He licked and nibbled my neck and ears as he pressed his body against mine. I was sweating like crazy. “Put your hands on the wall and don’t move”, he said as he quickly backed up a bit and then bent down, slipped both his hands between my legs and spread them as he lifted my lower body off the ground. I was hanging in front of him and started to squirm like crazy when I felt my hole being tongue teased. He darted his tongue in and out of my hole, teased all around it, and repeated this. My dick was so hard. I was higher than I had ever been in my life. I started to say, “fuck me. Fuck me1 Pound my hole! Please!” I got louder each time. I needed dick. I wanted it so bad. He turned us around in the stall, then opened the door and continued eating my hole as he walked out the bathroom and into the bar. I couldn’t make out anyone or much else. He stopped eating my hole and said to someone, “takin this one with me” and we went out the door. At first I began to freak out a bit wondering how that looked with him eating my ass as we walked out the door. Then I didn’t care. Suddenly everything stopped. I was set down onto my feet for a moment. I started to bring my head up when I first heard a sliding door open and then felt myself being pushed inside a van. “On your back, arms up. NOW”, he said. I felt my wrists being secured above my head as I lay on the cold metal van floor. A ball gag was put over my head and into my mouth. “Just to be sure you don’t get crazy and start screaming”, he said. “Spread your legs”, he said and I felt something first touching, then quickly being pushed inside my hole. It burned. It also didn’t pop out. I figured it was some kind of butt plug. He then closed the door, got in the driver’s seat and began driving. I was fighting inside with anger, fear, unreal horniness, and a hole aching to get filled. “I know you’re a bit spun, but that’s how I like my boys and my boys like to be. Bob said you weren’t experienced with party drugs and I love bringing party virgins to the dark side. You got the look, bod, and butt boy – knew it as soon as you put on the leathers I set up for you. Relax. We got about a half hour drive.” My hole was now twitching around the butt plug. It was pressing against my prostrate. Zzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz My body shot up as this wild feeling repeated deep inside my hole. The pattern changed every minute or so. It was driving me crazy. I was uncontrollably moaning. I could see his bright blue eyes in the rear view mirror looking at me – like I was dinner or something. He smiled a smirk from time to time as he looked back at me from time to time. I could see him stroking his dick as his right arm flexed and his hand moved up and down every so often. The vibrations were getting more intense – very intense. “You liken that boy? Got the controller right here – Bluetooth is amazing! Bet I should turn it up some, eh?” OMG! It almost felt like the butt plug was fucking me. The vibrations made it move inside me. My dick was so damn hard. My nips were standing on end. I was sweating bullets. Moaning like crazy. My balls ached. My dick wanted to shoot but the vibrations were so intense against my prostate I couldn’t cum. “Aint that a bitch? Wanna cum so bad, right? NOT gonna happen!”, he said and increased the intensity. I was squirming. Kept feeling like I was gonna blow all over and was kept in that feeling for most of the ride to wherever he was taking me. “You were injected with tina in the bathroom. It’s called a slam. A dart. I gave you .40. A little more than what I start most with, but I had to move quicker cause the bar was closing. The shots you had are ghb. Once we get there, you will be untied and then tied again with your hands behind your back. We will go inside and you will be put into my sling. Your wrists and ankles will be restrained. You will be given more ghb and another slam. This time, it will be stronger. And then we play.” A few minutes later, the buzzing stopped. The van stopped. As I was told what were the next steps happened. The tube, the prick, removal of the tube, and BAM! Holy fucking shit! The rush was so intense as he turned the vibrating butt plug on higher than before. He laughed. I gyrated. The sling swung. Then I was empty. The butt plug removed – replaced by his tongue teasing, tongue darting without mercy in and out of my hole. He again played with my nips as he ate my hole. I screamed behind the gag. My breathing got harder. I couldn’t stop bucking my hips. My dick hurt it was so hard. My balls ached like never before. And then I burst. My dick began throbbing as it pumped my balls and shot rope after rope of my cum across my stomach, onto my chest and face. I had never cum without jerking off, getting head, or getting jerked off. I couldn’t believe this could happen. It felt so fucking good. I collapsed, unmoving as my dick continued to dry throb, my hole trying to grip dick – feeling so empty and screaming to be filled. He stood up. I hadn’t seen him remove his chaps. Between my legs, barely able to fit his dick in his hand as he stroked what looked to be at least 10 inches of thick cut cock, I looked into his eyes and just nodded my head. In an instant, he fed my hole balls deep with his dick. I screamed in pain and pleasure. He stepped forward holding onto the chains and thrust forward several times. Punching through my inner ring. It hurt. He then stepped back and pulled out entirely and began shaking his head. “Looks like you can’t take my dick, boy”, he said as he walked out of the room. I tried to shout for him to come back. Beg him to fuck my hole. Some minutes later I heard footsteps approaching the room. He walked in, his dick looking harder than when he left. He opened a box on a table, pulled out some lube, stroked his dick a few times, put his hand back into the box and then sprinkled his dick with tina. A real super evil grin on his face as he walked back towards me he said, “I don’t give a fuck if you can or can’t take my dick. That’s up to you”. He stood between my legs, spread wide, high and tied to the sling, reached forward with both hands and grabbed onto my neck as he literally impaled me balls deep with one stroke. He then pummeled my ass full length as deep and as hard as he could. “CUM boy! Shoot your load!” he commanded. He pounded harder. “I said CUM boy! CUM NOW!” He kept one hand gripping my neck and began slapping my ass with the other with each stroke. “CUM BITCH!” he screamed as he then short jackhammered my hole. Again, in my shock, my dick began pumping streams of my cum onto my face and chest. He began to groan and moan deep guttural sounds as he blew deep inside my hole. I could feel his dick throbbing and dumping his seed as my hole gripped and stroked his dick. He slammed and fucked me that entire weekend. We never went back to the leather meet. “HEY WHITE BOY!” came the voice from the dark, louder, stronger, more commanding – bringing me back to reality as I stood there still putting on the items left for me.

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Chapter 3 “Are you” I asked “Don’t know yet, infection might take a while, might take multiple exposures” “So why not get as many injections to be sure” I said “Exactly “ The ref reentered the ring as the announcer come over the speakers “Alright fuckers, settle down. Hold those cocks up your asses and the bug deep. Our next match is about to begin” I watched as two men about forty years old and in decent shape entered the ring “This one is twisted as fuck even for me” continued the announcer. “Meet Scum” he said as one of the men stepped forward. “Scum here has bet his partners uninflected hole should they lose - that means both Dr Death and Reaper get to infect his partner” “Scum” looked shamelessly at the mat as his partners face drained of blood and when white as a ghost. He jumped the ropes and grabbed the mic “Once I am toxic I will breed my death up Scum’s hole as a pay per view” The crowd went wild! I bent over a bit more sticking my ass out more, as if I was advertising my openness to take more infected cock. Wasn’t long before fingers were exploding my hole. I decided to just keep my eyes on the ring. As the two men moved to their corner, one pissed as fuck, the announcer said “To challenge these men in sudden death match is Dr Death and Reaper!” I watched two more massive muscled men enter the ring. Each one nude. Their cocks were pumped with blood but not fully hard from the tight metal cockrings. Each one leaking already as if they know their cocks will be deep in a hole before the night is over. I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck which caused me to push back. “Craving the infection?” A voice asked Even before I could respond, I felt his big cock head push into my hole, I pushed back and it popped in and he quickly went balls deep. In the ring, Reaper was circling “Scum” who looked as if death was truly chasing him, Reaper reached out, grabbing “Scum’s” arm, pulling him in quickly and putting him in a head lock. They moved to the corner where Dr Death was waiting and playing with his cock. Once in reach Dr Death reached out, grabbed “Scum’s” trunks and ripped them off, then slapped his bare check. The ref moved them away from the corner and Reaper released “Scum” laughing at him, pointing at his soft little cock. “Scum” hurried to his corner and tagged the sacrificed partner. He jumped the ropes and lunged towards Reaper, who quickly moved aside and tripped him as he went by. The man went face first in the mat. Reaper didn’t wait and launched into the air and landed his elbow onto the man. He grabbed him, pulling him to his feet, launched him into the ropes, where he bounced off and across to the ropes opposite the first the. As he returned to the center only to be close-lined. Reaper then pulled off his trunks, exposing his hard cock. Grabbing it he lifted him back to his feet. As he staggered in center ring, Reaper back handed him across his chest, knocking him to the mat again. Dan reaches over and grabbed my cock as I was slowly getting fucker by an unknown man. “I want your last negative load” Dan said I looked over to see a man pull out of his hole and another ram in deep. I don’t know how many cocks or loads Dan had gotten but I know he didn’t care. In the ring, Reaper had pulled Scum’s sacrificed partner up off the mat and pushed him to the corner where Scum was waiting and was tagged in. Reaper quickly moved to Dr Death and tagged him in. Dr Death’s cock was raging and leaking a lot. He moved quickly, grabbing Scum by the hair and forcing him to his knees. He jabbed his leaking cock at Scum’s mouth hard and quick. Scum’s lips relented from the attack and parted. I watched Dr. Death’s cock slide balls deep into Scum’s mouth. His hands were against Dr. Death’s muscular thighs trying to push him out of his throat. “Choke the fucker!” yelled Scum’s partner, “Choke him out and you can have his ass” Dr Death push his hips harder against Scum’s face. From my angle in the stands I could see the fear in Scum’s eyes and the tears running down his checks. “Churning that load with my toxic pre-cum” a voice whispered from behind me. I kept looking at what was happening in the ring as I pushed back onto that cock deep in my hole as it drove into me. Dr. Death was now face fucking Scum as he gasps for air while the cock was out of his throat. “My balls are aching to shoot my venomous seed into you” I squeezed my hole around his cock as he fucked me harder. Desire for that poz load was a new thing for me. I used to avoid this plague, now I lost all inhibitions and I was wanting it, this load and more. Dr. Death was still brutally face fucking Scum, as his partner and Reaper looked on, each stroking their hard cocks. Scum was waving his arms about as if he was trying to fly way. “What say you” Dr. Death asked pulling his cock from Scums mouth. “We submit” Scum said in-between trying to catch his breath. “WE??” yelled Scum’s partner, “You mean you submit” Scum hung his head in shame and just nodded. Dr. Death twisted Scum around and pushed him face down onto the mat. Scum’s face had a look of surprise and horror. “This wasn’t what was suppose to happen,” he protested, “I’m a top” An evil laugh escaped Dr. Death as he dropped on top of Scum before he could try to get up. “A top my ass” Dr. Death said, “With that little dick, how would anyone know you were inside them.” Dr. Death spit in his hand and reach back and under him and wipe his spit on Scum’s hole. “Oh fuck I can’t hold back” the man behind me yelled and slammed in me. “Infect me” I pleaded. I could feel his cock pulse and my inside grew warmer as his load exploded from his cock, coating my insides. He slapped my ass as he was pulling out and I was squeezing my hole around it, milking it as it pulled out. I wasn’t empty long, as another unknown man stepped up and shoved his cock deep in me. In the ring, Dr. Death was lining up his toxic weapon with Scum’s hole, while holding a fist full of his hair to keep him from escaping. The crowd was again chanting “Breed his hole” over and over. Scum had a look of horror on his face with tears running down his face. He knew his fate. It was the fate that he was willing to inflict on his partner.

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I was really getting into my sucking and he noticed by the bulge in my pants. He told me to stop sucking and take off my clothes down to my cute little panties. I did as I was told. I still could not believe I was allowing this dirty old man to control me like this. It was not just the fact that he could tell my secret to the rest of the family but it also got me insanely horny. After I was undressed down to my panties he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me into the bedroom and laid down on his back and pushed my head right back down on his cock. I had never had such a huge cock and had zero deep throating skills at all. He was determined to get his cock as far down my throat as he could. He repeatedly forced my head down on his cock and made me gag and choke. I thought he was going to kill me with it, I could not catch my breath there was drool and slop everywhere it was making my eyes tear up and he was loving every minute. He just kept laughing and saying you will learn to take my entire cock down that throat or die trying. At that point he kind of laid off the momentum on his cock and let me ease my pace back to one I could handle. I realized then he was starting to put his focus in other areas. while I continued to do my best sucking his cock he started to rub my ass and grab it and push his fingers along my crack. It felt incredible through my satin panties, my cock was harder than it had ever been before, I was starting to get dizzy from the intensity. He started to zero in on and play more with my hole. he would lick his finger then rub it on my hole and in my crack. He then started giving it more pressure to get his fingers into my tight ass. He said boy I can't remember the last time I felt a hole this tight.. This is going to be a treat I didn't expect. I new what he meant by those words and it scared me to death. I had never taken a cock or anything else in my ass this big before.. I told him I would suck his cock but please don't fuck me, I could not handle it. He just laughed and kept pushing his dirty tore up nasty fingers into my hole. He said when he was done with me I would have a cunt in my panties instead of a nice tight asshole. I had to admit I was starting to enjoy his fingers in my ass even though he would catch me with a fingernail or hangnail more than I would have liked. He then grabbed me by my hair again and pulled me onto my back. With the other hand he pulled off my now soaked panties. I could not stop looking at that huge dick and as bad as I wanted to get fucked by this point I knew I could not handle it. He then said it was time he was going to make me his bitch for real. I asked him again not to fuck me and he just laughed and said I stopped having any kind of say in the matter the minute he first caught me in panties. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a container of hand lotion, I was relieved he at least was going to use something for lube and not try to fuck me with nothing. He put some on his cock and rubbed it all in and then pushed some in my hole with his fingers. At that point I felt sharp stings in my ass from the lotion, it hurt a bit but started to settle down. He saw my reaction and giggled a little more. I have to admit that slimed up cock looked incredible, I could not believe such a perfect cock was attached to this dirty old man. He spread my legs wide apart and pushed that huge mushroom head up to my tight hole. He then said well you wanted to dress like a slut so now I am going to fuck you like one. He started pushing against my hole and I could feel it wanting to get inside but I was tight and it was not easy. He could have spent more time getting me ready for his dick but I think he wanted for it to hurt a lot.. He was finally able to pop the head inside me and I screamed like hell. It hurt like I had not imagined. He got annoyed and told me to shut up and shoved the panties into my mouth and held my hands down over my head. He stayed there for a couple minutes and then started to slowly move it in a bit further and then back again then in a bit further and then back. He repeated this for some time and I was in a lot of pain I felt him gaining every inch and tearing my insides to pieces. It took some doing but after a while he was finally all the way in me balls deep. He then started Making full strokes in and out, I started to get used to it and the pain was turning into pure lust , I started loving every move and every inch. He noticed me settle down and took the panties from my mouth and rubbed the tears away from my eyes. He said now you starting to like feeling like my bitch. I said yes. He kept fucking at a nice slow rhythm and I was loving it. He said you love my big cock tearing you up inside, and I replied with a yes. I was shocked but I was loving everything this stinky old man was doing to me, I was so excited my cock was oozing and hard as rock. He started to pick up the pace and I could hardly breath. I started to moan with pleasure ,he said you like how that feels and said Yes.. He Said you mean Yes Daddy,, and I replied yes Daddy. He kept increasing the pace of his fucking and I felt like his cock was going to burst through my chest. I could feel his cock getting bigger inside me and by the look on his face I figured he was getting close. I had not even thought of condoms or anything for that matter, I was to caught up in obeying him from the beginning. I was enjoying the feeling so much at that point none of that mattered anyway. He said are you going to stay Daddy's slut, I said yes I want to be Daddy's slut. My head was swimming in the feelings.. He said do you Love your Daddy, I said yes I love you Daddy. He said I told you, you would be my bitch and now I am going to pump you full of my hot poz load and knock you up. I said please don't. He said does Daddy make you feel good, I said yes Daddy. He said do you love your Daddy, I said Yes I love you Daddy.. He said Are you going to take my poz load and be my bitch? I couldn't take it anymore and I said Yes breed me Daddy knock me up and make me your bitch. With that he started pumping real hard and deep. He was pounding me so hard the room was shaking . I was moaning and he was getting closer. He pushed in me harder than he had yet and then came down on me and started to fuck my throat with his tongue. He was kissing like a mad man just like he was fucking me like a mad man. He then burst loose and flooded my guts with his hot charged load. He just kept pumping and pumping dumping as much seed into me as he could. I could not take anymore and started shooting my load all over between us. We just kept kissing and cumming and it was incredible. He finally slowed down and slowly slid in and out of me while my cum had us stuck together and we just kept kissing. We layed there in the bed for a while.He said he was so glad to have his own boybitch. He told me he decided the minute he saw those panties on me he was going to poz me up one way or the other. He said he knew he tore me up with his fingers and that all he had to do was get in me to infect me good. He also said that at the end he was happy that I wanted it and asked him for it. I knew my life was pretty much over as I knew it. I could not stay with my wife knowing I was infected. But I was also happy because I had been in the closet my entire life and now because of this dirty old man I could be who I wanted to be. I think I really was falling in love with him. I asked how he got the bug. He said because of the low fixed income he started sucking dick and getting fucked behind the 7-11 for money to buy beer. He said it was not long before he had fucked around with every old pervert and homeless guy in the neighborhood. He did not know who got him but that was how it probably happened. He then laughed and said don't worry boy, now that I have you, it won't be me taking dick for beer money anymore. I have my boybitch to do all that sucking and fucking for me now. I resigned myself to my new fate and told Daddy I loved him. I then kissed him and told him he better fuck me again to make sure the seed took. He said don't worry about that you will be getting Daddy's poison seed everyday from now on..