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Hi guys here's a new story for you. It starts out slow but don't worry the good stuffs cuming. Chapter 1 I woke up as usual and began my day not realizing how much my life was about to change. Let me bring you up to speed before I get to the good stuff. My name's Zac, I married my high school sweetheart and we've been married for about 20 years now. We married young but I think we were in love, once. We were now more like roommates that only see each other in passing. I honestly can't remember the last time we had sex but I know it's been years. She snores like crazy so I started sleeping in the basement about 10 years ago. That's become my domain and she's taken over the first floor. I made my way to the kitchen to grab some coffee and noticed a large envelope with my name on it laying on the counter. I opened it and took out a stack of documents with a note attached. 'Zac, I'm sure you won't find this a surprise but I've met someone who makes me happy. So, as my birthday gift to you I'm setting you free so you can become who you were meant to be. This should be relatively easy as we don't have kids. All I want is the house. You can take our joint bank account and any of our belongings from the house. I know this is short notice but I'm hoping you can be out by the end of the week, when I get back from my business trip. Ellen' Wow, okay I didn't see that coming, guess I shouldn't have been all that surprised but what the hell did she mean by so I can become who I was meant to be? Seriously what the fuck! I set the note aside and saw the attached document was divorce papers. Looks like she'd been busy. I set the papers down, grabbed my coffee and headed out to work. I really wasn't sure what I was feeling; relief maybe? Traffic was a bitch so by the time I made it to the office I was already late. As I walked into my department I noticed that no one was around; however, as I rounded the corner to my office I saw everyone was in the conference room. Okay this didn't bode well. I tried to sneak in without causing any unwanted attention to myself. "Zac, nice of you to join us," my bosses boss said. Damn I really hated that asshole. "As I was saying before Zac so rudely interrupted us, our company has been bought. This has been in the works for awhile so they already have a plan in place for this department. As you can imagine both companies have this same department so it safe to say most of you won't be here tomorrow." See what I mean, asshole. "We were going to do this one on one but I have meetings with the new owners all day so I'm doing this in one shot. Mike and Sandy you two are staying so please come with me. The rest of you are fired, I mean laid off. Your boss here will give you your separation packages." With that he grabbed Mike and Sandy, who both looked as shell shocked as the rest of us and left the room. It was at this point I noticed our HR rep standing next to my boss and damn she looked pissed. "Yeah, I'm sorry guys," she said, "that was not how that was supposed to go down. That fucker, sorry, seeing as I'm laid off too once the transition is through I feel no reason to censor myself. Unfortunately, what he said is correct. I know you have questions and we'll try to answer them the best we can." For the next several hours they meet with each of us and answered all of our questions. Well, this was turning out to be a birthday for the record books. Oh yeah if you hadn't picked up on it yet today was my 40th birthday. After I was done with my boss and HR I grabbed my few personal items from my office and headed back home. I was feeling numb inside. When I got home I grabbed the divorce papers and went down to my room. I read them three times just to make sure I didn't miss anything. Everything seemed pretty straight forward. I walked around the empty house and realized there wasn't anything here I really wanted to take with me. Don't get me wrong, my first reaction was to clear the house out and leave her nothing but let's get real I didn't have the energy nor did I really care at this point. I went back downstairs packed up all my clothes and the few items that were mine. In the end my life packed up into two suitcases and two small moving boxes. Damn when had my life become so pathetic. I loaded up my car, left the signed divorce papers on the kitchen table and locked up the house for the final time. I was still in a daze as I drove over to the closest hotel a few miles away. I suppose I could've stayed at the house until the end of the week but something inside told me why wait, time to move on. I actually slept pretty good all things considered which honestly, had me a little freaked out. I mean why wasn't I in full panic mode. I was homeless and unemployed I should be a wreck. As I lay in bed I grabbed my phone. Damn 3 missed calls and 8 texts. I scrolled through the text messages, mostly a group text chain from coworkers checking on each other. The last text was from my brother. 'Hey Zac, it's your brother Matt. I left you a few voicemails, please call me back.' Okay that was odd, I had no idea how he got my number. My brother is 10 years older than me. I think the last time I saw him I was still a kid. Our folks ran him off when they found him kissing some guy. They didn't approve of his "life style" and didn't want him around me while I was growing up so I really didn't have a relationship with him. I'd received the occasional cards from him over the years but since I was so young when he left I didn't really even know him. I listened to the first message. "Hi Zac, it's your brother Matt. Long time no talk. Yeah that's pretty lame sorry. I know you're probably shocked to hear from me and wondering how I even got your number. Jenny, from your work is an old friend of mine. She called me to let me know what happened so I just wanted to reach out and see how you were doing. She said you were kind of in a daze so she was worried about you. I know we don't really know each other but I just wanted to let you know I'm here if you need anything. Hope to talk to you soon." The next message was left seconds after the first. "Oh fuck, I almost forgot. Happy birthday little brother." And then about 5 minutes after that one, "yeah okay I promise this is the last one. I know it's been forever but I'd really love to get to know you again. Please call me when you have a second." Okay wow. I hadn't even thought about Matt in years. I wasn't ready to talk on the phone with him but the least I could do was acknowledge that he'd reached out. 'Hi Matt. Nice to hear from you. I'm doing fine, just processing everything and trying to figure out my next move. We'll talk soon.' A few minutes later I received a response. 'Damn, thanks for texting back. You should come visit for a few days. Take your mind off everything.' I wasn't sure what to say next so I got up and jumped in the shower. When I got out there was another text waiting for me. 'Sorry that was probably too much. Didn't mean to scare you off. But you're definitely welcome we'd love to see you.' 'No you didn't scare me off.' Seconds later my phone rang and it was him. Damnit! I really didn't want to get into this with anyone. Especially my long lost brother. "Hey, Matt. I'm fine really, I'm just not ready to talk about things." "Zac please don't hang up. I know this is weird and out of the blue, but I've been thinking a lot about you over the past couple of months. I suddenly burst out laughing. "Umm Zac?" I could hear my brother trying to get through my laughter. "You okay there buddy?" I tried to calm the laughter. "Oh god I'm sorry it's just that the absurdity of the last 24 hours just hit me. I'm unemployed, homeless, and talking to my brother whom I haven't spoken to in God knows how long." I heard him start to snicker. "Wait, what do you mean homeless?" "My wife's birthday present to me was divorce papers." "What the fuck!" Now I really lost it and started laughing even harder. "It's okay really," I managed to get out once I got control of myself. "That settles it. You have nothing keeping you there so come stay with us for as long as you need." "Us?" I asked. "Me and my husband." "Oh wow that's great. I didn't know." The call got really awkward then. Not that I had a problem with my brother being gay. I didn't, it was more like I didn't really know him at all. "Okay this is ridiculous," he said. "Where are staying right now." "I'm, uh, in a hotel." "So this is what you're going to do. Go check out and get your ass to my place. We're only about 3 hours away. I'll send you the address as soon were done here." I started to argue but he cut me off. "Nope not hearing it. We're family, and it's time I started acting like your big brother. I'll see you this afternoon." I took a deep breath. "Thanks. I'll text you when I'm close." I had no idea the positive direction my life was about to take...

Part 4 - Twelve Apoztles Six men of various ages, ethnicities and builds stood at the door. A fit, young Black man named James spoke first. “We heard a slut is getting pozzed in here.” He looked around me to see Reid standing and Noah’s young plump buttcheeks on the bed. He licked his lips and pushed past me, followed by the other men. Noah looked at the men, tears still in his eyes. He pushed his butt in the air and stabilized himself on his hands and knees. He reached around and slapped his own ass, offering it too all the men. I closed the door and watched as the men stripped their clothes, each with a biohazard or scorpion tattoo. Their eyes were glued on Noah’s leaking hole and pristine twink body. James knelt down and licked up the streams of semen. Noah moaned as James’s long tongue slid in his ravaged sphincter. Reid stood in the corner on his phone. I walked over to see what he was doing and the answer made me laugh evilly. Uncle Reid had put up a Sniffies ad for this motel room whoring out his nephew. The gangbang description read “18yo virgin looking to take all loads on Christmas #noloadsrefused #neg4poz.” The ad had over 30 RSVPs. “I’ve been planning this for weeks,” Reid cackled. “That boyhole is about to be packed with so many strains, already got our two.” He pinched my ass, and we stroked each other’s cocks while watching the main show. James had slipped his thick 11-inch cock into Noah’s pussy and was giving the blond 18-year-old time to adjust. It was crazy to think that, not even 24 hours ago, Noah was a virgin. Now, he was getting gangbanged by HIV-positive strangers and his uncle. As James thrust is pole up the young boyhole, men gathered around Noah, stroking their cocks. An older wasted white man with a short cock and long pubes directed Noah to suck him. “You like that AIDS cock boy? My viral load is through the roof.” Noah slurped up his poz precum and sent the small cock as deep into his mouth as possible. James began to growl and his balls pushed his viral load deep into Noah’s bowels. As he pulled out, middle aged Asian man with a six inch uncut cock took his place. Noah cleaned off James’s cock like a good bottom, taking all 11 inches in his throat. “Fuck. You’re a natural!” James exclaimed. “You’re gonna get a few more of my toxic loads. You want that?” With his lips wrapped around the cock, Noah looked up at the man with pleading eyes. He needed the man’s sperm. He needed all the men’s sperm. The gangbang continued for a few hours. On top of Reid and me, Noah took 10 poz cocks, most completely anonymous. I filmed a lot of it. As the last guy left, Noah laid on his stomach. Cum dripped down his taint from his gaping boyhole. Black sharpie tally marks indicated 21 loads received since arriving at the motel. Reid slapped Noah’s ass, and it jiggled with the force. “Merry Christmas boy! How you feeling?” “Fucking wrecked,” Noah sensually rejoiced. “I don’t think I can walk.” Reid dug in his bag, pulled out an extra large-sized butt plug and shoved it in Noah’s toxic treasure trove. “Can’t let any of that charged cum leak out of you.” I laid down next to Noah and pulled him in for a cuddle. “You did so well today Noah. Those men left very satisfied.” Noah smiled at me, feeling the warm appreciation. “I love having their seeds inside me.” I kissed him. Reid laid down on the other side of Noah. “We should shower and get going boys. It’s almost dinner time! Time to get straight again!” We showered the scents of sex off our bodies and drove back to the house.

1. The sound of sex hit my ears as soon as I entered the apartment. I rolled my eyes and laughed a little. My roommate Mike and I had been living together for three years now, and both being young gay guys in NYC were pretty promiscuous, but lately Mike had gone into over drive. It had been common for both of us to bring home guys on the weekend, but now it wasn’t shocking for Mike to get fucked every night of the week. “Fuck boy, I’m gonna breed your pussy deep.” “Yeah! Use my hole. Fill me up!” “Take my load in this loose sloppy cunt.” “Fuck yeah!” “Fucking cum dump, leaking with loads.” “Add yours to my cunt Sir!” “Take my fucking cock slut!” I had stopped walking and was just listening at this point. My cock was hard in my jeans. Had Mike been taking loads all day, or was this just dirty talk? The pounding got louder and rougher, and then with a deep roar it came to a sudden end. My roommate was being flooded with cum. They went silent for a minute, and I moved into my bedroom so they wouldn’t know I had been listening in the hall. I could hear them moving around and presumably getting dressed. I peered out around my door as they came out of Mike’s room. A tall, older, bearded, bear walked out of Mike’s room, flashed him a smiled and left. Mike stood in his doorway for a moment in only a jockstrap. He and I are both around 5’9”, and work out reasonably often, he looked hot standing there. As I looked I noticed his light chest hair was matted down with what was obviously cum. He turned back into his room, and a moment later I got a text message from him. Hey, when are you coming home?” I shouted down the hall from inside my room, pretending I hadn’t just seen what happened, “I’m home.” Mike came into my room after a minute wearing a tank top and a pair of little gym shorts. “Hey,” he said a little sheepishly. “Hey, having fun?” I grinned. He laughed a little, “Yeah… I guess you could hear us.” “You guess? You’re not known for being quiet.” Now he laughed and blushed. “Cum dump,” I said teasingly. “Well…” he blanched for a moment, “If the title fits.” “What?” “I am kinda a cum slut.” I cocked my head to the side, “That was the sixth guy today.” “Fuck!” I was impressed, “How the fuck are you that horny. Like two guys in a day is a lot for me.” Mike laughed. “I don’t get off any more. I just get fucked.” He came and sat on my bed with me. He smelled like sweat and cum. “You don’t get off what do you mean?” “I don’t jerk off. I just get off from toys and cock.” Before I could ask any more questions, the apartment buzzer went off. With another rather embarrassed look Mike said, “I maybe invited one more guy over before I knew you were home.” He ran off to buzz the guy in, “Dinner after?” “Yeah I guess,” I said laying down on my bed to listen to my roommate get bred again.

Chapter 2 It was evening by the time I arrived at my brothers. I pulled up outside his house, turned my car off and just stared into space. Seriously, what the fuck was I doing here. My brother was basically a stranger. It had been at least 30 years since I'd seen him in person. I was seconds away from starting the car and leaving when there was a knock on my window. It scared the shit out of me and I let out a small scream. My brother was standing outside my car with a huge stupid grin on his face. I rolled down the window. "Damnit Matt, you scared the shit out of me." He started laughing. "Well little brother you've been sitting out here for over a half an hour. The neighbors were starting to think you were casing the area." I looked at my phone and saw I had indeed been parked in front of his house for way too long. "Holly shit, I guess I lost track of time." Matt opened my car door. "Come on. Enough stalling, time to come inside." I got out of the car and he quickly engulfed me in his arms. He whispered in my ear, "damn, I'm glad you're here!" As we approached the house a nice looking guy came out to meet us. "Zac, this is my husband Thomas." Next thing I knew I was engulfed in a bear hug. Okay they were huggers, just great. This was more human contact than I'd received in years. At first I stiffened then I slowly found myself melting into his strong arms. Okay that was different. He finally released me and we all walked into the house. My brother looked me up and down and said, "you look...I mean wow it's so good to see you." That definitely broke my shell and I started laughing. He looked mortified. "It's okay, I know I look like shit compared to you two." I should stop here and describe my brother and his husband. They were both easily over 6 feet tall; compared to my 5'4". They looked like they spent a lot of time in the gym; I can't remember the last time I saw the inside of one but definitely needed too. I'd kind of let myself go the last few years. They had several tattoos that I could see; while my skin was a blank canvas. So basically we were polar opposites. I seemed to take after my mom while my brother looked just like my dad. "No way little brother, you look a little tired but other than that you look good. Damn it's so good to see you again." He grabbed me in another bear hug. God that felt good. "Come on let me give you the 5 cent tour." He proceeded to show me the first floor which contained the kitchen, living room, master bedroom and a guest room they were using as an office. I was starting to get a little worried about where they were going to put me, thinking I really shouldn't have come when he said, "we saved the best for last," and lead me to a flight of stairs I had missed. We all walked downstairs into a small studio alcove like space. There was a small kitchen area, more like a bar space with a cozy living room setup and the bed was tucked away in a small space behind french doors hiding it away. "Wow this is great," I said as I took it all in. "You even have your own entrance that opens out to the patio. The bathroom's over there and on the other side of the stairs is our gym. Please make yourself comfortable, if you need anything let us know and help yourself to anything in the fridge. Please just make yourself at home. Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat.” "Thanks, I’m good for now. If you don’t mind I think I’m just going to crash for the evening. I think all this is catching up to me.” So I guess this was my new life. My brother and his husband were perfect hosts. We interacted a bit and I’d have dinner with them about once a week but for the most part I kept to myself. I had found a pretty good rhythm. I’d spend 2 hours looking for a new job, then I’d spend 2 hours in their gym working on me, and then I’d do it all over again till was time for dinner. I’d been there about a month when I had my first real breakthrough on the job front. I had a second interview tomorrow for a position I was actually excited about. It was our weekly dinner together so I made my way upstairs. Matt and Thomas were just putting the finishing touches on dinner. I’d noticed over the last couple of weeks they had both started wearing just shorts to dinner. I mean not that I minded. Hell if I looked as good as them I wouldn’t wear a shirt either. I mean it wasn’t like I stared at their muscular hairy chests all night. Well maybe just half the night. Ok that's just weird. "So what time is your interview tomorrow?" Thomas asked. "Nine. They told me to expect to be there for about half the day so I'm hoping that's a good sign." "Well I'm working from home tomorrow so come tell me how it goes when you get home." My brother shook his head. "It not fair you get to find out before me. I'm his brother." "Guys it's just an interview. I promise if I get the job I'll tell you both at the same time." My brother smiled at me at and said, "now we just need to find you a date." If I'd been drinking i would have shot water everywhere. "Yeah thanks but I'm good." "He doesn't need a date he just need to get laid." "Thomas no I'm good really. You both don't need to worry about my sex life. In fact, please don't worry about my sex life." "Oh come on, when was the last time you get laid?" "Matt," I stammered, "that's really none of your business." "Oh my God. Now we have to know. Come on seriously how long ago?" Thomas asked grinning like a damn cat. "I don't know it's been a while." "How long's awhile? Three, six, nine months?" "I can't believe we're having this conversation." They both looked at me and I could tell they weren't going to let this go. I thought about it for a few seconds and then said, "holy shit, I think the last time I had sex was before I moved down into our basement." "And when was that?" Matt asked. "Ummm about ten years ago." "What the fuck!" They both said at the same time. "Are you fucking kidding me? Please at least tell us you're jacking off each night." "Well not really. I mean I do, maybe every couple of months, but I'm not really that sexual." Thomas recovered first and said, "are you sure you two are related because your brother can't go very long before he has to stick his dick in something." "Hey, I'm not that bad." He stopped for a second then got a huge grin on his face. "No you're right. My dick loves to bred a tight hole or not so tight. He's not picky." Oh my God I was turning bright red. I had to get out of there. "Ummm as interesting as this conversation has become I think I'm going to turn in so I'm well rested for tomorrow." I got up and left the table and quickly headed for the stairs but not before I heard Thomas say, "hon we really need to get him laid." I was so embarrassed and what the fuck, my dick was hard. I made it though the interview and was feeling pretty good. Based on what the last guy I met with said, I had really good feeling about the job. Now it’s just the waiting game. I was feeling so good I really wanted to tell someone so instead of going into the house through the basement like I normally did, I went in through the back door to go find Thomas. I walk down towards the office but could hear some moaning coming from the bedroom. I slowly looked in through the partially closed door. There was Thomas naked on top of somebody who was not my brother with his rather large cock going in and out of a guy's ass who, did I mention was not my brother. Holy shit he wasn't wearing a condom. I didn't know much about gay sex but I was pretty sure he should've been using a condom. Thomas was cheating on my brother. Oh my God seriously how big is his dick? The other guy was moaning like crazy and saying, "that's it daddy give me that toxic cum, knock me up." I had to get out of there before they saw me. I snuck back down the hallway and went downstairs before I got caught. I suddenly had two thoughts. First, what the fuck was I going to tell my brother and second, why the fuck was my dick so hard?

Part 3 - Uncle Knows Best On Christmas morning, I woke up to a knock on the door and a failed attempt at twisting its locked doorknob. I was intertwined with Noah in his bed. “Noah dear, it’s almost 11,” Melissa called impatiently. “Your aunt Lisa and uncle Reid are here. It’s time for presents. Don’t make me get your father to unlock this door.” I nudged Noah awake and pointed at the door. “I’ll be out soon,” Noah grumbled. “Bring Judd too. I think he’s still asleep.” Her footsteps lost sound as she walked away. Noah rubbed his eyes and looked at me with joy. He kissed me. I put my hand around his mouth and climbed on top of him. I was rock hard with morning wood, so I jammed its full length up his ass and pounded. He held back screams as I thrusted swiftly against his prostate. I knew we had to make an appearance soon, so I didn’t delay my climax. I spilled another load into him. “Fuck! Good fuck toy!” I pulled out to look at his gaping sloppy hole. “I wanna take you home and let all my friends use you. I wanna whore you out in Los Angeles, get that pussy overflowing with toxic cum.” Noah looked at me with glee. “I want all that toxic cum.” He still didn’t know what ‘toxic’ meant. I went and slipped into my jeans and winter sweater. Noah put on a shirt and thin light blue gym shorts without underwear underneath. His ass was prominent, and I could see a wet spot in the back as my charged cum dripped out of his hole. Noah and I slapped on our Christmas joy demeanor and ran into the living room. “There’s my boy!” Uncle Reid exclaimed at the sight of Noah. Reid was an attractive, tall man with salt and pepper hair in his late 30s. He had been married to Aunt Lisa for two years. According to his older sister Melissa, he had been the black sheep of the family and a party boy bachelor in New York City throughout his 20s and early 30s. His marriage with Lisa had come out of nowhere. “Come sit on my lap. You’re so big now!” Noah sat his wet pussy down on his uncle’s jean leg. “It’s been too long Uncle Reid!” “Happy belated birthday Noah! I can tell you’re all grown up now.” Reid looked at me with knowing eyes. We introduced ourselves, and I sensed a profound lack of chemistry between Lisa and Reid. We proceeded to open presents and eat breakfast pastries. Noah finally got up off of Reid’s lap to open the last box, a big present from his uncle. The wet spot on Noah’s shorts was prominent and a wet spot on Reid’s jeans had started to form. The present was a flying drone. “Noah, why don’t we go to a park to test out your drone? Judd, you should come along.” The three of us piled into Reid’s car, narrowly escaping others who contemplated joining. As Reid started to drive, he began to chuckle. “You two look a bit tired. Up late?” Noah looked down guiltily in the backseat. I could tell Reid knew, so there was no point in hiding. “Up all night.” “I could tell. So much cum leaking out of my nephew’s wet pussy.” “Yea, I gave him seven loads, including one this morning.” “Fuck yea. I’m jealous. We’re going to my motel room. I want a taste.” He looked in the rearview mirror at Noah. “I’ve been waiting for you to turn 18, and, when you finally do, you give your sweet pussy to a complete stranger. You’re even more of a cumslut than I hoped.” Noah looked shocked. “You’re gay Uncle Reid?” “Duh!” “What about Lisa?” “Lisa is asexual and doesn’t even live with me in New York. I only married her to get Melissa off my back about finding the right woman. Your mom was relentless with setting me up on dates when I visited home. Lisa had to deal with the same bullshit from her family.” We parked at the motel and made our way to Reid’s room. Eyes followed Noah’s wet gym shorts as the stain was obvious and had the beautiful aroma of semen. Once in the room, Reid lifted Noah, tossed him on the bed, and ripped off his shorts. His face dove into Noah’s leaking boypussy and began devouring. I stripped and sat in front of Noah’s face offering him my tool. Noah was overwhelmed with all the attention; I could feel his racing pulse as my cock invaded his throat. Reid lapped up my semen and began fingering his nephew’s loose pussy to draw more toxic semen out and into his mouth. “Judd, your cum tastes amazing.” I pondered how Uncle Reid would react to me pozzing his nephew but figured he would see my biohazard tattoo. No need to hide it. “Toxic cum tastes the best.” Reid slapped his nephew’s asscheeks around his face and looked up. “You impregnated my nephew?” He licked cum off his lips. I nodded and smiled. “Seven toxic servings of my DNA marinating in this fucking slut.” I grabbed Noah’s head and thrusted my cock in his throat with force. “Fuck. I’m so fucking jealous. You took his virginity and you get to be his maker.” He pulled off his shirt to reveal a biohazard tattoo on his pec. “I’m his uncle. That was my job.” “Who knows? Maybe my seeds didn’t convert him. Still got a chance to be his uncle maker.” Noah was diligently throating my cock, but his ears perked at ‘convert.’ As he was starting to connect the dots, his uncle whipped out his pierced 8-inch cock and place it at his boyhole. Noah flinched at the cold of the metal, but continued sucking. Reid grabbed Noah by the hair, pulled him up, and held his body against his own. “You ready to become the toxic cumdump you were always meant to be, Noah?” “Yea,” Noah panted. “You know what toxic means, right?” Noah shook his head. “It means you’re going to have my HIV in your cells. You already have Judd’s HIV. You’ll definitely have more toxic tops filling your delightful boyhole.” Noah’s jaw dropped at the news. He got HIV on his first fuck, and now his uncle was hellbent on giving him more. I wondered if he considered fighting his fate. If he did, it was short-lived, because he collapsed onto this elbows and pressed his ass to his uncle’s groin. “Give me your HIV, Uncle Reid. I want to be your toxic cumdump.” Reid wasted no time, jamming the full length of his pierced cock into his nephew’s hole. Noah squealed. I jacked off and enjoyed the show. Reid jackhammered. “I saved up my load for 10 days to give you the best birthday and Christmas gift. Tell me where you want it boy.” Noah was breathing hard, lost in the pain his uncle was inflicting on his rectum. Reid pulled Noah by the hair, slapped him hard and dropped him back to the bed. “Where do you want me to cum boy?” “Cum inside me,” Noah screamed. “You want me to poz you?” “Please uncle, poz me! Cum inside me!” Noah shrieked loudly. Reid grunted and slammed his cock to the hilt, busting his 10-day HIV-positive load deep inside Noah. Noah squirted on the bed. Reid collapsed on Noah. I got to my knees and shoved my engorged tool into Reid’s mouth. “Swallow my fresh load, you sick fuck.” Noah began to weep, overcome with emotion as his sex high wore off. Reid stayed on top of him, running his fingers through his hair. “It’ll be OK. You’ll find this was the most rewarding gift you’ll ever get. You can be free. No worries, no inhibitions.” A loud knock on the door cut through the emotion. I hopped off the bed, strode over to door and opened it completely naked.

CHAPTER SIX – JONNY I step into the stall with Jonny. He straddles the toilet and pulls me toward him. I giggle a bit as I step up to him. Our bulges again pressing together in our jock straps. I run my hands over his ripped body, admiring his tattoos. Naturally, as if some mysterious force is pulling us together, our lips touch. I kiss him deeply, moaning into his mouth. His hands wrap around my smooth, wet, firm body. His energy feels different. Jonny – How old are you, really? Me – Eighteen. Jonny – So experienced and depraved for being so young. We stare at each other as our leaking cocks press together. He reaches down and slowly pulls out his uncut thick hard cock. He takes my hand and guides it just above his cock. As I look down, I see a tattoo centered over his cock. I circle my hand around it. Jonny – Do you know what that means? Me – I’ve seen it before, but no. Not really. Jonny – You like being here tonight, all these men dying to fuck you and use your slutty little body? Me – Mmmmm oh I really do. I fuckin love it. Every single bit of it! Jonny sits down on the toilet, running his hands over my legs and ass. Pulling me over him as I straddle his sexy body. His cock hard and sticking up. Jonny – You’re not really that naïve, are you? Not some innocent little gay boy, are you? Not the preppy schoolboy you act like around your friends and family? I shake my head. Jonny – Are you on PREP? I shake my head. Jonny – Why not? You know it’s dangerous letting random men fuck you bareback. Me – A while back I hooked up with this older guy who got off on me giving myself up to him completely. Letting him use me. Fuck me. Cum in me with nothing in-between us. Not even PREP. Jonny – Did that turn you on? Me – Oh god yes. Jonny – Why? Me – I love being used. You know that. We move closer together. My lips only inches from his. Jonny – Why else? Me – I love the risk! Jonny – Hmmmm good boi. You are a nasty slut at your core! Your soul is consumed of filthy sex! I nod at him. Grinning wide. Jonny – Do you know what Marc meant when he said his cum is dirty? I shrug my shoulders. Me – Not really. I’ve heard it before. They’re always filthy sex pigs, I suppose. What does it mean? I ask him as I gently kiss his lips. Jonny – Bugs, kid! It means they’re such fucking sex pigs that they have STDs. Mostly, they’re cum is unmedicated and shooting HIV. I gulp. Holding myself in front of him. Looking in his eyes. My cock is rock hard. I could have guessed that. But fuck my life, it is so hot to hear him say it. Seeing this man and hearing him talk to me like this makes me glow. Me – You mean, HIV positive, like AIDS? Jonny – Yeah, maybe that. Never know. Everyone is welcome at places like this. And everyone here wants your fresh ass! Me – Mmmm fuck. And you? Are you dirty? Jonny – Yes. Me – How dirty? Jonny – Extremely dirty. Me – And dangerous? Jonny nods. Me – So if I do this, I’d be putting myself in serious risk? I line his cock up to my ass. Oh it feels so good, just the tip of it touching my puffy hole. Jonny – Fuck yeah, faggot. Careful. You’re in loads of risk. Me – Will I catch something? Jonny – Almost guaranteed, slut. If you… Me - …if I do this? I slide my ass down on the tip of his cock, letting his cockhead into my hole. Mmmm I moan out as I push down, still just teasing him a bit. Then holding. Jonny – Oh fuck yeah, if you do that, I’m gonna unload my fucking dirty cum into your cunt, bitch! Me – Mmmm I want that. Fuck yeah, I want you to unload your dirty cum in me. Jonny – Tell me faggot. Tell me what you really want. I sink down on his fat raw cock and moan out. My body feels euphoric, so complete and perfect in this moment. Me – Ohhhh fuck yah, I want you to POZ me, fucker! Jonny – Fuck yeah Braden, shout it faggot. Tell everyone in here what you want! Me – FUCKING POZ ME. KNOCK ME UP. I WANT IT! Jonny – Yeah bitch, ride my fucking toxic rod, jam that into your own faggot guts. You earned it faggot! I start riding his cock harder. Faster. Moaning as I bounce on his dick like a bitch in heat. I squeeze my lose ass around his cock, tightening down on it while he stirs the mixture of cum that cakes the inside of my bowels. I love every second of this and look down right at him as I ride his dick. Jonny – Yeah Braden, you wanna get knocked up in such a bad way, don’t you!? Me – Oh fuck yes, I DO! I want it bad. Fucking give me everything you got you dirty fuck! Jonny – Haha fucking good, bitch. Cause you’re getting way more than one bug out of my load! Me – Fuck yes! Good! Give it to me, harder. Whatever you want, I’ll do it. I want you to cum so badly. Jonny starts fucking up into my ass harder. It stings. I love it, even the pain. He slaps my ass hard as we both power fuck up and down on his lap. He lifts me up, lunging both of us upwards, making me suddenly fall back hard onto the ground. My back hurts and my head hits the ground, but I’m fixated on him. His cock never leaves my ass. I’m sprawled out on the ground of the bathroom floor next to the stall. He lifts my legs up and starts to power fuck me into the floor, my head pressed hard against the wall. I can see guys standing around watching, jerking. Both of us are grunting as we make raw animalistic love on the floor of the bathroom. My arms pressed against the wall bracing myself. Jonny – I’m gonna cum inside you, you stupid fucking cumdump faggot! Me – Fuck yes! Fucking pump me full of your toxic cum – give me your POZ load! Both of us grunting and groaning with every thrust of his cock balls deep into my ass. Jonny – Ohhh fuck yeah, bitch! Here it comes. Take my toxic babies you nasty faggot! We both scream YESSSSSSSSSSSS as he slams in balls deep and holds whiles his cock throbs and spews bug-ridden seed deep into me. My own cock erupts into the jock as I cum hands free. We hold still on the floor together for what seemed like fifteen minutes. I completely lose track of time. My senses slowly returning as I notice the group of guys around us, all jerking off. Jonny slowly pulls out of my ass and kneels in front of me. I slowly sit up. Looking at him. We both nod at each other. I lean forward and lick his cock clean, savoring that beautiful member that just gave me the most extreme and best fuck of my life. When I let his cock fall from my mouth, we both stand up. Me – Thank you. Jonny – Enjoy it. I’ll be fucking you again, anytime I can. We both nod at each other and he leaves. My jock strap is now completely soaked in cum. A middle-aged white guy with a nice looking cut dick, hard and surrounded by a red bush of pubes walks up to me. He doesn’t even smile, but runs his hand down the side of my body and touches the band of my jock strap. I turn and put both my hands on the bathroom sink, spreading my legs a little. I feel his cock slide between my legs and rub on my balls, then up, finding my hole. I relax as he pushes his bare cock inside me and starts to fuck me in front of six other guys. I watch Jonny walk out of the bathroom and think to myself, this is the best night of my life!

Evening the Score At eighteen and five foot eleven inches of lean muscle, I cut a pretty picture. The victory cup held high above my head, I strutted around the pool in my racing speedo. I enjoyed the limelight, and I knew that everybody in that arena managed to sneak a peak at my package as I made my traditional lap in front of the opposing team’s bleachers. I was a big guy in my high school. I was a straight A student and captain of the cross country and swim teams. School was a golden time; I ran twelve miles every morning on the cross-country team and did laps till exhaustion in the late afternoon. The result of this effort was a tall lean and muscular body, composed of broad shoulders a narrow waist and perfect hairless bubble butt. The swim meet was the final of the season; a grudge match between the two schools, and a delicious win against the rich kids from across the tracks. I guess I took the win a little too far as I waved the cup in front of the losers, and high-fived my team mates as they headed to the showers. I chatted on the pay phone in the locker rooms, and lingered till there wasn’t a soul left in the showers before stripping off and getting myself cleaned up. Night had fallen when I emerged from the school, and the parking lot was empty. A heavy rain fell on the tarmac and I cursed my tardiness, flipped up the hood on my jersey and trudged to the nearest intersection to wait for the bus. I hadn’t waited long before a late model panel van pulled over to the curb and a young guy driving it leaned over to lower the window. “Need a lift?” he smiled. “Yeah, that would be great,” I shouted over the rain and pulled open the door to the van. I threw my bag onto the floor of the cab and settled into a jump seat next to the driver’s centre console. The seat was like that in a limousine, folding back and out of the way to make room for more storage in this utility vehicle. The driver was nicely dressed, and didn’t appear to be a delivery guy at all. He introduced himself as Greg as he pulled the car away from the curb and onto the deserted side street. I fumbled looking for the seat belt, and reaching over my right shoulder, I asked, “Where’s the safety belt?” My heart nearly jumped out of my chest, as two hands landed on my shoulders and a voice growled in my ear: “you won’t be needing it!” The hands tightened on my shoulders and literally dragged me out of the jump seat, over the seat back and into the dark void of the back of the van. Three bodies emerged from the shadows and flanked me on all sides. A worn mattress was on the floor of the panel van and all I could see was the flickering light from the driver’s window. “It’s gotta be him,” whispered one of the guys in the back of the van. I started to protest, but a hand was slammed firmly over my mouth. “You did your shouting back at the pool. Now keep quiet and you won’t get hurt,” seethed the guy who muffled my scream. He slowly waved a long stiletto knife in front of my eyes and a fear like I had never felt before welled up in me. He took the knife and slid the shaft under the collar of my hoody, lifting the blade up and away from my body the fabric split open in a silent slow motion reveal. Pulling the knife away as the fabric was freed from it’s elastic waist band, the other guys grabbed the shirt from either side and tore the remainder of it’s cloth from my naked torso. My hands were grabbed and nylon cord was wrapped around them, binding them tightly. A vicious tug pulled my arms above my head and swung my body around. The others flipped me over and I could feel my Addidas pulled off of my feet, as my bound hands were secured to a U bolt on the floor of the cab. I felt a hand on my back, and the stiletto reappeared in my line of vision. The owner of the knife shifted his weight and moved the blade down past my line of sight. I felt his hand curl under the waistband of my jeans and then the knife slide down under the fabric. The denim gave more resistance than the cotton of my jersey, and the owner of the knife had to press down on the small of my back while he jerked the knife up and away from my body. The jeans split open and I could feel the stiletto travel the length of my ass, its tearing motion assisted by the other guys’ hands as they grabbed the fabric and stripped the torn jeans in two. Peeling them off my legs, they each grabbed a side of my briefs and pulled for all their might. It hurt like hell as the cotton and elastic gave way, and I was left naked and splayed in the back of the van. Appreciative hands moved on my body, kneading and massaging my legs and ass. One hand cupped my balls and cock pinching and pulling until I became erect. Fingers probed my anus assisted by a steady stream of saliva dripping down the crack of my ass as the guys laughed and repeatedly spit on me. The van came to a sudden stop and I craned my neck to see out of the driver’s window. A lake was clearly visible a few meters from the vehicle. We had stopped in a glade beside a local resort not yet open for the season; the rain was still falling, dappling on the water and drumming on the ceiling of the van. The side door to the van opened, and moonlight poured in on my naked body. Greg stood triumphant at the side of the van. I could see him clearly now, and instantly remembered his down-turned face from the poolside. He swam relay for the losing team and his buddies were his cheering section. He stood in the moonlight and unzipped his jacked. Standing beside me, he stripped naked along with his buddies in the van. He was shorter than me, had a wrestlers body, and tremendous upper body strength. His cock was cut and fat and grew to a good eight inches when fully erect. Climbing into the van, he parted my legs and I felt his tongue push into my asshole. He licked and chewed on my ass and balls while I squirmed under the pressure and obvious pleasure of his attention. One of the guys came forward in the van grabbing my hair and pushed his stiff cock into my mouth. He fucked my face while his buddy loosened me up. I felt hands on my ankles and my ass was lifted in the air. A bag, possibly my gym bag, was thrown under my hips leaving me completely exposed, and I felt the head of Greg’s cock press against my virgin hole. The pain was terrible as he entered me. Slowly and without hesitation he took me, his cock plunging deep inside me. I cried out but the sudden eruption of cum from his buddy splashed the back of my throat and put an end to any protest. Greg’s friend growled with delight as he continued to pump thick salty fluid into my mouth. I had to swallow or choke. Greg’s rhythm as he fucked me was quickening, and to my amazement I was matching his moves. My cock, which immediately went limp when the rape began was now raging hard and I was busting to let loose with my own orgasm. Faster and faster, the pounding on my ass continued, until with a few long strokes I felt Greg’s hot sperm fill my hole. He leaned forward and chewed on my neck while his cock exploded in my hole. “You like that, don’t you,” he hissed, adding: “You might have won the swim meet, but I’m claiming the prize.” I came in a thunderous orgasm, as he pounded his cock into my ass, splashing my chizz all over the van beneath me and collapsed in exhaustion. The guys nodded their approval as my remaining cum drooled from my prick. I felt the stiff rod slowly slide out of my ass, the guy in front of me, now spent, drew his softening cock from my mouth. I panted with exhaustion and amazement at how my body could be stimulated like this. I rolled onto my back, and could see the moonlight still dancing on the water. The calm didn’t last long, however, as my legs were lifted into the air and the next cock shoved abruptly into my hole. The night wore on as each guy, recovering from their earlier orgasm, fucked me again and again. For hours, the guys fucked my ass and face, two and three at a time. I came to know every expression of gay sex, interrupted only with intermittent flashes of blinding lightning as my body was used and abused. Spread-eagled in the van; tied to a tree near the water; and at one point, binding my hands and feet together, they laid me on a picnic table, spun me around, and took turns shoving their cocks in my ass and mouth. A spirited game of spin the bottom, they all jacked off on my naked and ravaged body as the rain stopped and the sky brightened. Exhausted and covered with their cum and mine, they dropped me off in nothing but my bathing suit in front of my house. They kept my torn clothes as a trophy and thanked me for taking one for the team. As they pulled away from the curb my cum-soaked gym bag was pitched out the van window and my torn calvins flapped from their aerial. A few days later, the doorbell rang and a package addressed to me was on the welcome mat. Inside it, I found a series of nearly a hundred color and black and white photographs of me being fucked in every possible position. That wasn’t lightning that lit up our reveries after all, but a small auto focus camera. The look of ecstasy, hunger and excitement was clear on my face in virtually every shot. A note scrawled on the last photo directed my attention to my bedroom window. There, parked at the curb, was the van. The side door was open and not four but six young guys were waiting at the curb laughing and glancing up at my window. A moment later the front door of my house opened and I hung my head as I headed to the van. I knew that I was in for an even bigger pounding than the last, but as I strode across the lawn of my suburban home, my cock began to stiffen at the thought of all six dicks waiting to take my freshly trained hole.

OK guys - sorry for the long break again. Here are the next TWO chapters 🙂 Cheers! Please let me know what you think - I love suggestions and what parts really make your dicks jump! CHAPTER FIVE – BRADEN VENTURES OFF Someone pushes a bottle of poppers under my nose. I plug one nostril and take a big deep hit. Holding it before letting it out, just as the cock pushes into my creamy ass. He slides in easily and I moan out, loudly. Fuckkkkk …. as I hit the poppers again. Long deep breath. He turns me so my hands are pressed up against the wall. My brother and I look at each other, standing side by side. Grinning and nodding to each other as we both get fucked. I lose track of time. I think we both do. Poppers are shoved under my nose with every new dick that goes into my ass. Old guys, fat guys, one young guy, some skinny tweaker type. I can’t really tell what race they are, but that never mattered to me anyways. I just love the feeling and thrill of another cock sliding into me. Pushing back on it, begging, moaning, eagerly hoping he will cum inside me and not pull out. None of them pulled out to cum. Everyone just pushed into my smooth, eager, cummy hole and fucked me. Nine guys including the one through the glory hole. Only the skinny tweaker type didn’t cum, at least not that I could tell. He eventually just left. Oh well, he was easily replaced. My legs were burning. My neck hurt from getting shoved against the wall. I look back and see a groaning bear with a wet furry chest - his gut pressed against my back as he moans out and shakes a bit. I smile as his cock throbs deep inside my ass, unloading inside me. Fucking yes! I stand up when he pulls out. Turn to him and he gives me a deep sloppy wet kiss. I kiss him back and then he leaves. I look down at my brother, a whimpering, moaning slut being fucked on all fours down on this dirty floor. I move past a few guys who were just watching and head down the hall. I’m so thirsty and need to move around. I leave my shorts on the floor and just walk out into the main room. The room is packed and it smells of sweat, poppers, and sex. It’s intoxicating. I go up to the bar and the same bartender is there. Thank god. I don’t even have any money on me. I tell him my brother has a tab open. “What do you want honey, you’re all set. It’s on the house!” he says. “Beer please. I’m so fucking thirsty!” “Here ya go sweetie. You let me know if you need anything at all. Just have fun. The guys here are gonne eat you alive!” I smirk at him. Thank him. I noticed he didn’t tell me to be careful or anything. I loved the idea of being eaten alive, especially on the terms of this place. I stood at the bar, ordered another beer. Guys bumped into me and felt me up. No one really wanted to chat. That’s cool. I noticed a white guy with tats. Like a lot of tats. Sleeves and some that went up his neck and onto his face. Shaved head. Nose ring, piercings on his brow, ears, and lip. He was in a low cut muscle tank, showing off his fucking built body. Smooth, ripped abs, chest. He must only be early 30s. His tight black shorts were sitting low, showing a glimpse of a jock strap, well worn I bet. I looked right at him and he looked back at me. Piercing eyes. I bit my lower lip and gave him a smile. He walks right over to me. I stood with my back against the bar. My cock starting to bulge up in my jock strap. My wet shirt hugging my chest and abs. He leans right past me and orders a beer. Standing really close. I feel lost. He’s so unbelievably hot. Hottest guy I’ve seen all night, for sure. He stands in front of me with his beer and we both just stare at each other. His breath smells of cigarettes. He doesn’t smile. He moves closer. Closer. Closer to me as his right leg moves between my legs. Pressing his hips forward, just enough to barely touch our bulges together. I press into him a little. His finger runs down wet shirt and to my jock, grabbing my ass hard, then letting go. “How’d you get all wet?” he asks me, talking right into my ear. I look at him as he stairs at me. His eyes are cold. They’re beautiful. “I – um – I got pissed on.” I couldn’t think of a reason to lie. Not here. Not to him. He nods, a small smile creeps in. “Did you love it?” he asks me. I just nod. “I want you.” I nod back at him. Our dicks press harder together, aching to get free of our jocks. We both take a big gulp of our beer. “Do you have any limits?” he asks me. I pause. Thinking of the few things I’m not interested in doing. Mostly from the darkest porn I’ve seen. But it’s a very short list, so I just tell myself to not risk fucking this up. I want this guy to fuck me in a real bad way. I shake my head. “No. No limits.” “Good.” He says as he slides his hand around behind me, going down to my hole. He pushes a finger into my hole. I moan out and press harder into him. He pushes two fingers, then three. I nod…grabbing his shirt. Pulling on it. Fuck his body feels so good. A wicked grin comes across his face. Evil in one way, but it made me melt. Sealed the deal that I would let this man do anything to me. He knew it. He gulps down his beer, finishing it. I do the same. He turns and walks. I quickly follow him as we move through the crowd of shirtless guys. We go into the bathroom. It’s dark, walls painted black. Three stalls on the left, no doors on them. One urinal trough to the right. He grabs my shirt, twisting it hard and I can tell he’s ripping it. He slams my back against the wall and the force causes me to gasp. I’m surprised. My cock is rock hard. I moan from the feeling of his body touching me. Pressing into me. He spits in my face. “Faggot! I’ve got you right here, and you’re going to make me cum. Do you want to make me cum?” “Yes sir!” “Where do you want me to cum?” “In my ass!” I yell back at him. “Fuck yeah faggot! You want me to breed you deep?” “Fuck yes, please! I want it!” “No matter what?” “Hell yes. Always. No matter what man. I want you to pump your load deep into my slutty teen ass!” That makes him groan and he shoves his hips hard into me. He hacks and spits in my face again. “Fuck yeah. On your knees, faggot!” I drop down and feel the dirty wet floor on my knees. He unbuttons his shorts and pushes them down. His musky crotch is so hot. I run my hand above his jock, feeling his smooth hard abs. Looking at a few tattoos on his abs, but I can’t see them clearly. I just press my mouth onto his bulge. Licking at his cock. It’s big. Not sure how big, but it is definitely a beautiful dick. My mouth pressed onto the head of his cock bulging through the fabric of his jock. Then I feel it wet and taste the salty piss that is coming through his jock strap right into my mouth. I moan, sealing my lips around his pissing dick. The piss going right through his jock and into my mouth. It’s really strong, salty. I love it. I gulp down everything I can get into my mouth. His rock hard cock presses tight against the wet fabric of the jock strap. I look up at him, smiling as I run my hands up his legs. I touch his bulging cock. Watching him, he slaps my hands away. Hacks a thick wad of mucus from this throat and spits it into my face. Then he slaps my face. He slaps me hard. My cheek turns. “Faggot, you wait for me to give you this dick, got it!?” “Yes sir!” I respond. He pulls out his hard, uncut cock, still dripping piss or precum and I lick my lips. I want this man’s dick so bad. My own cock is rock hard in my jock and the sting on my face seems to turn me on even more. I’ve never lusted after someone so hard before. He slaps his cock in my face and I moan, opening my mouth. “Suck it, fag boi!” Like an instinct, I wrap my lips around his cock and go down on him. Tasting the uncut dick in my mouth, the flavors are intense. I go down as far as I can, taking him deep into my throat. He grabs a fist of my hair with one ohand and starts to skull fuck me with my head against the wall. His cock is rough and slams in and out of my throat. He likes it, I can tell. He holds his cock deep into my throat, cutting off my air, not letting up until I heave and gag. Choking on his dick makes his cock throb and I’m spitting up piss and snot all over my shirt. Finally he lets up. I fall to the ground. Gasping for air. Another guy is standing in front of me and I can tell they’re talking, but I can’t make out any of the words. Just as I start to catch my breath, a hot stream of piss hits my back, soaking my shirt and spraying up n down my hair. I gladly look up as the piss sprays right into my face and moan with my mouth open. It’s my brother’s friend, Marc. Marc – Having fun, Braden? Me – Fuck yeah! Marc – yeah you are, you fucking slut! I want your eager smooth faggot hole so bad. Your brother didn’t let me cum in you earlier, although I really wanted to. He runs his hand through my wet hair as I lick his cock. I smile up at him, stroking his cock as his piss stops. Me – Dude, I wanted you to cum in me too! I’m working on this guy right now, so whatever he says! I just don’t want to lose him. Look how fucking hot he is! Marc – Yeah, I know Jonny. He love fuckin boys like you. Loves really using them and ripping into their slutty cunts. Is that what you want, Braden? I melt. Seeing Marc next to this fucking sex god is driving me wild. Me – Ohh fuck yes. I want that. Marc – You and your brother have so much in common! But we should probably not tell him about this, OK? Me – Sure! Although I don’t think he’d object. But if you don’t want me to tell him, I won’t. Marc – Not yet. The time will come when we can tell him, but for now, let’s hold off. Besides, I’m sure he’s getting his guts pumped full of piss and cum in some dark corner of the club. It’s what he does. Pretty much all he’s good for, being a dirty sex addicted faggot! He can’t help it. I smile. Nodding. Marc and Jonny lean down and pull my soaking wet shirt off. They toss it on the ground under the urinal trough. Jonny sits on the corner of the urinal and tells me to come over to him. I crawl across the bathroom floor and over to him. He spits on my face again. I giggle. Jonny – Show me what a nasty dirty faggot you are, boi, show me! As Marc lines his cock up to my ass, I turn and run my tongue along the rung of the urinal trough. It’s old and not clean. Doesn’t even have urinal cakes in it. Probably a good thing because the smell of it is intoxicating. Marc’s cock slide into my ass, bottoming out much easier than the first time. It feels amazing and everything seems absolutely perfect in this moment. I moan out and Marc slaps my ass. Marc – Fuck yeah, Braden, your cumdump hole feels so fucking good around my cock right now. You want my load inside you, slut? Me – FUCK YES! Fuckin breed me, please. Please pump your load into me. I want to make you cum so bad! Marc – Oh fuck yeah, Braden! Fuck you are a natural! Are you a dirty boi who begs every man to pump cum into your guts? Me – Fuck yah I am! Marc – You want my dirty load bad, don’t ya!? Jonny - Oh fuck yeah slut, beg for this dirty load! Me – Fuck yah! I want it. Pump your dirty load deep into my ass, please! Marc pushes my head down and grab the harness, jerking my body around. Using me hard as his cock slams in and out of me. He pushes my head down into the urinal trough. I immediately open my mouth and run my tongue along the bottom of it, circling around the drain. The smell is intense. The taste is ecstasy. I love every bit of this. As Marc power fucks my ass and shoves my head hard down into the urinal, I finally hear him moaning and shaking. He jabs his cock into me and holds still, shaking and screaming out that he is breeding me. My body shakes as he cums in me. He pulls out and I slowly sit back, lifting my head from the urinal. I turn to look at Marc and see his phone. I smirk, figuring he is recording it. At this point, I don’t care. I hope he’s been recording it. Marc – Did you like that bitch? Me – Fuck yes. Marc – What’s your name? Me – Braden. Marc – You like begging me to cum inside you, Braden? Looking right into the camera. Me – Fuck yeah – Loved it! Marc – Good boi. Now get on with servicing men like the slutty bitch boi that you are! Jonny stands up, pulls me to my feet. Then brings me into the last stall of the bathroom. Marc slaps my ass as I go with him. Marc – Have fun Braden, and remember: don’t tell your brother about this!

Sorry for the delay. There are four more parts written. Part 3 The next guy walked to the bed and saw the plug. “How many loads so far?” and I told him. “Nice, I love sloppy holes.” He tugged at the plug, stretching my hole, but not removing it. He asked, “You party, pig?” I shook my head. “Say it faggot. Do you party?” I said I didn’t and he asked why. I told him I was too afraid. “Too bad.” He returned his attention to the plug, this time pulling it all the way out. As soon as the plug was out, he shoved two fingers in my hole. I felt the scrape of a shard; a BIG shard. I felt the burn start as he pressed it in to the wall of my ass. “What the fuck was that. What’d you do? “Relax boy, enjoy the ride. I told you you were not going to say no.” He kept his fingers in my hole, adding a third. As the shard really hit, I started to have trouble breathing, but my ass became majorly hungry. I began fucking myself up and down on his fingers. “You like what the T is doing to your hole?”a All I could do was groan and continue fucking his fingers. I felt a cold metal at my hole and realized it was his PA. Somehow my mind cleared briefly,remembering a fisting video I’d see of a guy taking a huge hand and cock in his ass. I wanted that. The fingers were removed, and the guy said, “let’s get you fully tweaked,” as he shoved another shard, not as big, but equally strong, up my ass. He then pulled his fingers out, and slid his PA and cock in my hole. He was thicker than any of the first guys and even with the shard running through me, I grunted from the stretch. I could feel the still melting shard get pushed deeper with his cock. He did not waste time. He began pounding my hole for all he was worth. I’m sure the PA was tearing me apart. I began pushing back to meet his thrusts, begging him to fuck me hard and to breed me. I heard a new voice, not having heard anyone come in. “Fuck man, pound him out.” The guy fucking me stopped and spoke to the new guy, though I couldn’t understand anything. Suddenly, the guy who was fucking me pulled out. I begged him to fuck me, but his response was telling me to shut the fuck up. I was waiting for the new guy to fuck me, but nothing happened. I was starting towery that they were leaving. “Where’s the blindfold?” the new guy asked. I told him and he tossed it on the bed, “Put it on.” When it was on I felt one of the guys get on the bed next to me. I then was pulled across his body so that I was straddling his dick. I knew it was the new guy, since there was no PA. T guy/PA guy asked the new guy, “you party?” He answered, “No, I get tested. But you can.” I felt another shard get pushed into my hole. This was as big as the first, and just as powerful. I started to lose control, begging the guy I was on to fuck me. “Ride my dick if you want it bitch.” I grabbed his dick, lined it up with my hole and dropped myself down. His was the biggest dick of the night. Easily 9” and thicker then the T guy. I lifted up and dropped down several times, enjoying the stretch from his dick. After several of these moves, he grabbed me by the shoulders, slamming me down as hard as he could. At first, I thought he was getting ready to cum, but they had something different in mind. With my ass ground into the crotch of the new guy, T guy came behind me and told me, “Lean down bitch. We have a surprise for you.” I leaned down, as much as I was pulled forward by the guy on the bed and pushed by T guy. I knew immediately what they planned and I whimpered to them to stop. I couldn’t possibly take both of their dicks. In almost unison, they told me to shut the fuck up. “Now it’s time to make that hole a cunt. We’re gonna stretch you to the limit.” I felt the PA at my hole and again begged them to stop. I was immediately smacked on the back of the head. “The only sound I want to hear out of you is your groans as I rip your hole apart. Do you understand?” This night had taken a turn I did not plan for. “Yes, Sir.” With that, the destruction began. The PA pressed against my hole

What a desolate fucking place. When I’d met my future husband on a work trip seven years ago, I was smitten and fell for him right away. I never took into account that I’d have to come back every couple of years for family commitments to this particular Midwestern cesspool of people who were so high and mighty about their way of life being so much better than those on either coast, despite 80% of them never setting foot outside their beloved home state. Don’t get me wrong — I’m not knocking the midwest in any way. In my travels for work during my younger, more formative fag days, I enjoyed the company of some of the finest truckers, farm boys, businessmen, and all other types of people imaginable and welcomed their loads deep inside me. Back in the days of Craigslist I could be guaranteed at least two cocks a night raw in me. Being 26, hot, and not giving a fuck about HIV at the time had its perks and I took full advantage of them, letting anyone who wanted drain their balls in me. But this place sucks and my brother in law topped the list of what I hated. I was up front about my status when I met my husband. I may be a hedonist slut at heart, but I fell hard for him and knew I didn’t want to hurt him. He was stunned at first given my clean cut look, but was educated enough to know that we could take precautions to keep him negative and through his using PrEP and us using condoms. We were the shining example of how a sero discordant couple could make a relationship work while keeping one member of the relationship safe. A challenge to be sure since my body doesn’t react too well to the meds and I’m not great at taking them with regularity. It’s not an often spoken about fact either that we have some wiggle room in our marriage. Part of the love we have is him knowing that I love bare sex and the indescribable feeling of a man shooting his load deep inside me. For that reason, I can have some fun from time to time my way, so long as at the end of the day, I come home to him with details and hopefully a vid he can jerk off to. Getting back to my brother in law and those pesky meds… Todd was none too pleased when he heard we were going to be staying at the house during our Christmas visit. As I’d overheard him say to his mother while we were unpacking “why can’t they stay at a hotel? They never come for most family stuff anyway and it’s bad enough we had a gay boy in the family growing up, now we have to deal with his faggot of a husband too?” My mother in law, to her credit, admonished him for speaking ill of his brother, that his brother was able to choose who he wanted to be with if it made him happy, and reminded Todd that he was in no position to judge anyone for their lifestyle choices after getting two women pregnant out of wedlock while he was in college. Now, with a story like this, you may be thinking that I was plotting revenge, but I swear it didn’t happen that way. Todd was hot, very hot, former college athlete who still went to the gym three times a week hot. He was also an asshole who made my dick shrivel at the thought of his vitriol towards me. It did happen to pass though that on the second night of the trip, Christmas Eve, that after exchanging stockings, the family went to bed and Todd and I were up, mindlessly watching a movie that would be on repeat on the tv for the next 24 hours. Maybe it was the lecture he got from his mom earlier in the day, but the two of us spending time together wasn’t the nightmare I thought it would be. He noticed my drink was empty and asked if I wanted a refill of my whiskey when he got up to get one for himself. He set the freshly filled glasses down, but before resuming his seat, produced two cigars from his inner jacket pocket. “Cheryl hates it when I smoke these, but I sneak one every now and then. Want to join me? I mean, I’m guessing you’re not opposed to something long and thick in your mouth. He chuckled as he said the last part. It was his way of making a joke and trying to find some even ground. I said I’d like that, opting not to make the situation awkward by mentioning that those cigars had nothing girth-wise on many of the cocks I’d taken inside a different hole in my body. We went out to the porch and waited, slightly impatiently, for the heaters to kick in as the chill of the December night washed over us. As the temperature regulated we sat in a surprisingly peaceful and unawkward silence, sipping our drinks and taking drags off our cigars. After some time, he spoke, “What is it you enjoy about sleeping with men?” Thank goodness I’d finished my drink a moment prior or I would have choked on it. Choosing my words carefully, I decided to go with a more clinical answer. “Well, as much as you get pleasure from your dick, and I do too, I get more sexual pleasure from my prostate. That’s the real male sex organ. When it get stimulated, it’s the most incredible pleasure you can have, but the only way to reach it is to welcome another man into your body. So I do.” “So my brother is the one who fucks you?” “Always.” “You never like to change it up?” “I very rarely have the urge to top. That’s what it’s called when you’re the one who puts his cock inside the other guy’s ass. If I do, it’s not with Eric.” “You cheat on my brother??” Todd started to get pissed. I had to diffuse quickly. “As amazing as we are in bed, we do have some different sexual preferences. When he and I fuck, we always use condoms. When I top, I hate them and don’t use them. So we have an understanding that if something comes up, we have some wiggle room to have some fun elsewhere, so long as we come back to the other at the end of the day.” Todd had calmed down with my explanation. “I totally get the whole hating rubbers thing, man. They’re fucking awful. And it’s pretty cool you have that deal. I wish Cheryl let me have some fun. There was a blonde I saw earlier today who’s ass wouldn’t quit. I’d come home to Cheryl at the end of the night, but I would love to have been able to bang her.” Conjuring the image in his head of the blonde, he inadvertently started rubbing his crotch through his jeans. “Um, you might want to pull back before you take the stallion out of the barn,” I said jokingly. “What?” He shook from his fantasy. Yanking his hand away, he spoke. “Dude, I’m so sorry.” “Don’t be, I get it. I saw a hot little twink at the gym today who actually made me want to top, so I know what you’re dealing with. I just know I’m not responsible or always in control of my actions when there’s a cock in front of me.” “Oh yeah?” “Todd, you’re drunk. You don’t want to go down this road.” He made the worst move he could have next. He stood up, unzipped his fly and took his hard cock out. “There fag, there’s a cock to control you, now suck it.” I was disgusted with myself as I leaned forward and took it in my mouth. I hated this man, but here I was, pleasuring him. He leaned his head back as a gentle moan escaped his lips. “Keep going, I’m almost there.” I pulled off and looked him in the eye. “What the fuck man?” He was pissed. “Another 30 seconds of that and I would have cum!” “I know, that’s why I stopped. You didn’t cum. Now you can say this didn’t happen, go back to sleep with your wife and forget it. Like I said before, you’re drunk. It shouldn’t go any farther. It shouldn’t have gone this far.” Todd sat back and looked pensive. He didn’t put his cock away. He stood up again. “Fuck me.” “No! He unbuckled his pants and slid them past his ass. “Pretend I’m that guy from the gym and fuck me dammit!” “Todd I can’t. You don’t know what you’re asking.” “I’m asking you to play with my real sex organ. If what you’re saying is true and you can make me feel better than that BJ by fucking me, I need to experience that.” I thought for a moment. I knew it was wrong, but with my normally unused cock leading the way, I couldn’t find a flaw in his logic. “Just fuck me already!” he yelled in a whispered tone. Something snapped and I said fuck it. I knew I shouldn’t, but who the fuck would he tell? It was rare but I wanted to top all day since I saw that twink. I became the selfish prick of a top I often craved and no longer saw this man as someone I despised and who I was linked to through marriage, but as a random fuck, one I’d been on the other side of so often. I didn’t care if he’d enjoy it, I needed to cum and he was my fleshlight for the evening. I lowered my sweats and exposed my throbbing cock. I dropped some spit on my cock and lined it up. With one last string of compassion, I spoke. “This is going to hurt,” I warned him. “I know,” he replied gently. “Just do it.” With his acquiesce, I pushed forward. He gasped and I saw the vapor from his breath escaping his mouth as he mentally had set himself, but was physically unprepared for his first time. With a steady, non-forcing pace, but relentlessly, I didn’t slow as my full seven inches became enveloped in his ass. After a few seconds, my hips met his cheeks. “Congrats bottom boy,” I said as I started the fuck. He ignored me and didn’t speak until about a minute later. “When does it start to feel go—-“ He never finished the word as the end of the phrase was replaced by a surprised gasp and moan. “For you, I’d say right about now that I found your prostate.” I pulled back and rammed in at the same angle. His pleasured reaction was even greater. I continued to work my way in. With the enjoyment he was getting, I knew I needed to work fast and cum first. If he shot, the fuck would be over. Remember how I said I wasn’t good at taking my meds regularly? I had an uncanny ability of making a 30 day supply stretch for three months due to inconsistency. I also hadn’t renewed my prescription after the last refill ran out 11 days ago. This thought only briefly entered my mind as my balls started to pull up. Good timing too as after not looking at me the entire fuck, he turned his head and said “I’m not touching myself, but I think I’m going to cum!” “Told you it feels amazing,” I replied as I buried myself to the hilt and started my own release of venom inside him. As I did, I felt his muscles spasm and knew he was shooting his own load onto the snow below the back deck. I exited him and pulled up my sweats. Lightly smacking his ass, I said “Next time try it on your back, it’ll be even better.” With that I walked away and left him with his own thoughts. Without cleaning up, I went down to the room my husband I were sharing, stripped off and climbed into bed. There would be no jerk vid for him this time, but I kept my promise as always and made sure I came home to him at the end of the night.

Part 2 - The Perfect Gift Noah directed me to the nearest mall, and we enthusiastically and playfully shopped. I could tell he was excited to have someone like him around. He spent the car ride asking me all about my gay life and community in Los Angeles. He was really cute in the stores. He tried on every hat and each pair of sunglasses and styled me as well. We took tons of selfies together. We bought some great gifts for his family, but Noah told me what I could give him couldn’t be purchased in stores. When we got back to the car, he sat on my lap in the driver’s seat, gyrating his butt on my hard cock and shoving his tongue in my mouth. I was turned on by his excitement. “Judd, I really want you inside me,” Noah begged as I softly sucked on his neck. “You’re not ready for it Noah. But trust me, I want to be inside you just as much.” I swatted his leg, and he tumbled into the passenger seat. I pulled down my jeans and told him to pleasure me while I drove. He obliged. I set course for home base. Noah and I snuck glances throughout Christmas Eve dinner. I couldn’t wait to retire to our rooms and ravage his virgin asshole with my toxic seed. The temptation as he sipped his glass of milk was unbearable. After watching “It’s a Wonderful Life” with the family and waiting for each family member to retire to their rooms, he and I finally made our way to our adjoined sex dungeon. We each went in our own rooms. I told him to undress except for his tighty whiteys and wait on his bed face down ass up. I took a dick pill, not that I needed it. I wanted to wreck his 18-year-old pussy all night. I entered his room from the bathroom. I positioned my upright naked body against his backside. My hands glided along his body. His covered buttcheeks were so round and begging to be revealed. I ripped open his undies and caught my first sight of his puckering virgin hole. I snapped a picture on my phone for the memory. “You want daddy to wreck your virgin hole baby?” “Yea daddy. Please destroy it. Fill it up with your big cock.” Noah was so naturally sexy. I plunged my tongue into his hole and tasted the sweetness of his innocence. “Mmmm this hole will be mine.” I sucked around his hole and tongued it rapidly. I bit his buttcheeks and nibbled on his taint. I went to town on his hole for half an hour. He was moaning the whole time. When he was sufficiently relaxed, I removed my tongue and pushed in two fingers. I carelessly scraped at his insides. When he asked me why this hurt, I told him this pain was normal for his first time. I pressed my cockhead against his little gape and began to push in. He was so tight around me thick cock, but I was persistent and he was too scared to squeal. As I bottomed out, I started filming my cock pull in and out of his boyhole. It was lightly covered in blood. I began pounding at the sight. “You like my cock wrecking your boyhole?” “Yes daddy.” “You want daddy to impregnate you with his seed?” He turned his head and looked at me with concern. He felt my cock as it rammed his hole. “You’re not wearing a condom?” “You didn’t ask for one boy.” Noah seemed shocked. “Can you put one on?” “It’s too late. I’m getting close to dumping my toxic load in your slutty hole. Your first load!” Noah looked scared. “Don’t cum in me Judd please!” His begging turned me on more. My cock spasmed as I blasted cannonballs of hot positive semen into his bowels. I grunted as I came inside this 18 year old. I threw my recording phone to the side and pulled Noah up against my hairy body and shoved my cock even deeper inside him, triggering him to squirt all over his sheets. I bite his ear and whispered, “Noah, you were meant to take loads.” Noah threw his head back against my shoulder in ecstasy. “I felt every squirt you made inside me. I’ve never felt anything like that.” “Glad you like it. Looks like I gave you a great gift this Christmas.” I smirked. “The perfect gift.” Noah fell back on this elbows. “I want more.” I fucked that new slut all night and deposited five more poz loads inside his hole.

Had a nice hookup at the vid store with a guys who has loaded me maybe a dozen times over the years. Haven’t seen him since the pandemic began. We were in the room where they used to have a couch pre pandemic and the tv was off. The two booths with in this room were occupied so it was really really dark. Pigpen dark. We started playing with each other until he spun me around and put me in position against a chair. With just a touch of spit, he worked his cock deep in my ass, thrusted hard for like a minute and totally flooded my hole which was another full minute. I haven’t been flooded like that by just one guy in years.

Part 5 - Higher Calling Dinner was ready, and the family had been waiting for us to arrive. The adults sat in the living room as we walked through the door. “Finally you boys are back!” Melissa announced. “We’ve been waiting.” “I’m sorry Mom,” Noah said as he walked into the room. “We lost track of time.” Standing behind Noah, I noticed his butt plug was rather prominently poking against the fabric of his gym shorts. Luckily he was facing his parents, so they couldn’t see. “Noah, you left without Peter! He’s been moping about that drone all day. You should go to his room and apologize.” Noah started to turn to leave but stopped as his mother had another request. “Also, get fetch Peter and Casey and tell them it’s dinner time.” Noah completed his turn, giving his parents his side profile. The butt plug was pushing against the blue fabric of his shorts. It was obvious. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Melissa’s eyes hone in on the bump. I could sense Reid tense up next to me as well. “Noah, why do you have a lump on your bottom?” Noah slowly turned to face his mother, his fearful expression exposing his sin. “Reid, Judd, do you see this? What’s this lump on my son’s bottom?” We were speechless. Melissa looked at Keith, who got up to observe the bump. He wrapped a dominant arm around Noah and patted his son on the butt. Noah let out an uncontrolled moan with the motion. Keith yanked down Noah’s shorts to reveal the butt plug. Neither Melissa nor Keith knew what this object was. Lisa looked away. Noah pleaded for his father to stop. Keith inspected the butt plug and realized it was stuck within his son’s butthole. He began to tug it out. Noah begged him to let it go. Reid and I knew we were fucked. As the butt plug exited Noah’s rear, globs of cum spilled out of Noah’s open hole and down his legs. Noah unintentionally farted, squirting semen all over his father’s forehead. Melissa and Keith stared at the sight in shock and then looked at one another. Noah farted more, spewing semen on the rug and coffee table. Noah looked ashamed. Melissa looked nauseous. The weight of the moment exited my mind, as I watched the cascading cum. I was fully aroused in my jeans. I looked down to see Reid was aroused too. Melissa also noticed. “What did you two do? Reid, you fucking sicko. He’s your nephew.” Keith let go of Noah, dropped the buttplug and swung his fist at Reid’s face. Reid took the punch and laughed evilly. “Calm down Mel! Your boy found his calling! He’s a fucking cumwhore.” Melissa was screaming in Reid’s face. Keith was looking like he was ready to kill us as cum trickled down his face from his forehead. Noah was crying on the floor as his butt was continuing to leak out its precious seed. The room had a pungent and growing smell of old semen. Once Keith threatened to get his guns out and blow off our perverted homosexual heads, we knew it was time to leave. I grabbed my suitcase, while Noah and Reid rapidly packed Noah’s clothes and sentimental items. We packed into my rental, and Noah left his childhood home.

When asked, I tell people that I'm about 90% top, but when I need it up the ass, I need it bad. One night after barefucking my boyfriend senseless, I got that craving. I went to work eating out my boyfriend's cummy hole and spit my load into my hand. I fingered my load into my ass, climbing onto my boy's throbbing hard cock. I managed to get a few inches in when his cock started shriveling up. My boy is almost exclusively a bottom, and has NEVER been able to cum by fucking me. I was disappointed, but not upset. He pulled me off his softened dick and pulled me up to his face, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. He licked my ear, whispering, “You want that hole filled, don't you? I've got an idea...” He reached for the lube, and squirted some on his fingers and worked it into my hole. I wriggled around hoping that his fingers would be enough to scratch my itch. He got a smallish butt plug and worked it into my ass. It slipped right in. “Get dressed... And wear your jockstrap...” I didn't know what his idea was, but I knew he was up to something when he started sending text messages to several friends on his phone. And by friends, I mean people who have used and wrecked his hole. I knew he had played bare at least some of the time. It was easy to figure out when he came home “after working late,” reeking of mansweat and with a cummy hole. I LOVED sinking my cock into his ass using some stranger's cum as lube, and working their load deeper and deeper into his gut. It always got me off in no time, so I never asked for details or complained. My boy and I have been on-again / off-again monogamous for a few years, and when he falls off the wagon, he falls off big time, hooking up with strangers in park bathrooms, going to sex parties, organizing gangbangs to fill his ass with cum. When we were both dressed he dragged me to the car and we drove to the wrong side of the tracks to an adult bookstore. I thought maybe my boy could fuck me if he had an audience. We went in to the front part of the store and looked at a few dildos. He bought one about 10” long for me, and a tube of silicone lube and we headed back past the more private cabins and into the theatre area. There was a bareback fuck film playing and a few guys scattered around the theatre; some guys were paired up and fooling around, some were jerking off alone. We headed to the front row and started making out. He unzipped my pants and swallowed my cock, pulling my jock's pouch to the side and slurping loudly. I unzipped his fly and fished out his tool, moaning as he sucked away. Our noises started to attract attention. Two guys came over. One stubbly dude in his 20s had his t-shirt pulled back behind his head revealing a tight chest sprinkled with blond fur and two deliciously pierced nipples. The other guy was shorter and thicker around the middle, a bit older, and darker. He pulled his shirt off and leaned forward to kiss me. The darker guy pulled his pants down and waved a massive uncut dick in my face. My boyfriend grabbed his cock and aimed it to my mouth and I greedily swallowed it down. My boy patted me on the back and went to work freeing the blond hunk's cock. In a few moments, we were both on our knees servicing these strangers. My boy sucked the hunk off quickly and was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. He pulled out the new 10” dildo and spit the hunk's wad all over it. I was pulled up to my feet, still blowing the guy as the hunk cheered us on. My boy handed the dildo to the hunk, who removed the buttplug in my ass and replaced it with the cummy dildo. “You like my load up there, pig?” I mumbled yes. “A dirty load for a dirty slut.” I wondered if meant dirty as in POZ... The guy in my mouth started grunting and filled my mouth with his seed. The hunk pulled the dildo out and held it to my face. “Spit!,” he growled at me and I did, covering the dildo with a second load of strangers' cum. The hunk plunged it into my ass. I shook all over as the dildo was shoved repeatedly into my ass. I was so hard thinking about those strangers' loads working their way into my gut. My cocked bounced all over. My boy shoved his dick in my mouth and I blew him as the hunk worked my ass. I knew I was about to cum and moaned as I shot my load onto the filthy theater floor. “Lick that up,” he told me, shoving my face to the floor, forcing me to eat my jizz. The two guys laughed and started picking up their things. The hunk scrawled his number on a piece of paper and handed to my boyfriend saying, “Call me the next time you want to share his hole.” My boy sat down in a theatre seat and pulled me towards him, facing him. He pulled the cummy dildo out of my ass and I sat down on his hard dick. He bounced me up and down on his cock as I moaned with my eyes closed. “Room for one more,” someone asked. I opened my eyes to see a tall beefy red head shaking a thick uncut cock at my ass. “Good to see you again, Mark. Glad you could make it. Let's double-fuck this slut!” “You know I don't pull out man. You still ok with that?” “I've taken your load already. If I didn't mind taking your POZ load why should he?” Damn! This POZ guy had bred my boyfriend and was about to breed me! My boy pulled me forward raising my ass up a bit higher. The redhead spit on his dick, pulled back his foreskin, and eased it to my stretched hole. He managed to shove the head in next to my boy's cock. I felt like I was being torn in two as he forced more and more of his bare cock into my ass. I was glad I had two loads of cum up there to help him work it in and out. The dildo had opened me up a bit, but still, I had never known such pain. My boy saw the tears streaming down my face and eased my higher until his dick plopped out of my ass. The redhead pulled me up to my feet so I was leaning forward onto the seat and plunged his dick back into me, using the waistband of my jockstrap like horse's reins. “Man, he almost feels loose without an extra dick in there. Give me that dildo!” My boy handed him the cummy dildo and slid it back in my ass alongside his own. He leaned over me, grunting into my ear. “You taken a POZ load before, slut?” “No...” “You let your boy take POZ loads and you never wanted POZ loads for yourself?” “Ugh....” was all I could say. “Well, you're gonna get one NOW!!!!!!!” I could feel his first volley of cum shooting into my hole. He pulled all the way out and shot a few more across my back and ass. My knees began to buckle as he worked his slimy cock over my hole, pushing his seed into my gaping hole. He pulled out the dildo and used it to mop his poisoned jizz into my ass. He slapped me across the ass a few times and spun me around to clean off his dick. I tasted the tang of blood mixed with my ass juices and his cum. My boy shook his hand and gave him a bear hug. “Hope the rest of the guys can make it. POZZING this slut is going to be fun!” How had I gone from having an itch that needed to be scratched to taking three loads in a bookstore, at least one of them POZ??? My heart was pounding as the curtains parted and three guys walked in. The saw my boy and me and walked directly over. “This the slut taking all loads?” My boy nodded and smiled. “Yeah. My boyfriend will be as big a slut as me when you POZ fuckers are done with him.” I shuddered to think at what would happen next. To be continued...

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Hey guys, I'm in a gay youth forum that explores kinks and self image. I'm fully out as a bb only sub and pro-HIV, so I get a lot of questions about why I only serve and submit to bareback (Poz) tops. So one of the guys I'm serving suggested I write up a list for the forum with reasons as to why condoms have no place in sex. This is what I came up with and thought I'd share it here too. I'm a sub/slave so it's from that perspective. Reduced pleasure. Taking the time to get, open and put on a condom kills the moment. Eliminates intimacy/commitment. Kills intimacy by putting a physical and mental barrier between you and your top. It also puts up a barrier of mistrust and non-acceptance of your top. Extremely bad for the environment especially marine life. Condoms are not biodegradable at all. The hottest porn stars don't use them. Think of the porn you watch. Which films do you find hotter? Ones where the actors use condoms or go bare? They aren't compatible with all lubes. The lube you're using might not be the right one and degrade the condom anyway. Pre-cum is a natural lubricant that gets blocked with condoms. And precum is the best lube and probably all you'll ever need. So don't block it. Using condoms is not sex. Your top is there to fuck you, not a latex sheath. He could get the same thing fucking a fleshlight as he would fucking you with a condom. Bad for your hole. Friction, tears. Condoms need lube, special condom friendly lube which is also bad for the environment. If you go without lube or just use a little bit, it can really do damage to your hole and create an unpleasant experience. The taste, smell and look. Condoms bring an unpleasant odor, leave a horrible aftertaste on your top's cock, and just genuinely look bad. You love dick, so why hide it with latex. They don't stop all STDs. If you're power bottom, sub, cum dump, whore or whatever, you're going to other STDs even with condoms. Absolutely nobody likes them. As a sub why would you ask your top or Dom to do something that was unpleasurable for them? What do you think? Any suggestions or comments?

Chapter 3 Friday was particularly busy and I wasn’t sure that I had it in me to do a full night of looking for cock. During my lunch hour I took a drive, looking a messages and sending a few testing the waters for tonight. After a couple messages to this one guy on bbrt, a hot early 40’s, beautiful body, hairy with a very nice thick cock caught my attention. There was something that intrigued me about him. Open minded, experienced, hitting all the right things like cum, anon, raw, ws, groups, pnp and lots more. His status is “ask me”. Up until now, I have only take raw Poz undetectable loads and actually loved knowing I was taking Poz load. The fantasy of getting over powered, force fucked by a Poz cock but not on meds ran through my mind many times prior. Not wanting to disclose his status as there was no guarantee we were meeting up being so early in the day and I wasn’t free until after 5:30. I asked, do you like to breed neg eager holes? Fuck yes! He replied. Perfect I said, I have to head back to work now, maybe we will see you online later. Back to the hotel after work, Just so happens that the guy from last night messaged me saying be ready in 45 mins I’ll be there pig. I asked should I expect a repeat of the previous night. He never responded, other than to say 45 mins fag! I finish showering and get ready for his arrival. While waiting I messsge a couple guys on squirt & bbrt, not having much luck on either site like in the past I wasn’t hopeful in the event the guy bailed. I messaged, eager sub bttm looking for pump & dump, anon loads, walk in find me face down ass up ready. Mild to wild - wild preferred no questions asked. Here & parked he says.. Upon arriving I was face down ass up, not lubed as requested as he started to eat my ass pressing his tongue deep. I moaned as he probed deeper n deeper. After a few mins leaving a fair amount of spit on my hole he asks me are you ready to take a good long hard pounding? Knowing that I needed to feel used to ease my slut cravings I replied Yes Sir. He held my hands behind my back as I was doggy styled over the corner of the bed. With one thrust he went balls deep and I let out a cry of pain as he just held his Vick in place for a bit. I could feel him throbbing leaking precum inside me. He whispers in my ear, you’re my fucking bitch and you will accept what I give you. When I’m done your hole will be gaping, sore and dripping my seed. Yes sir I replied, please breed me. As he started sliding in and out of my ass, pulling completely out, ramming back in balls deep it was rearranging my insides. Still holding my hands he kept pounding so intense i figured he would cum soon. After about 25 mins if him fucking my hole was wrecked from the lack of lube and sore. He began to breath deeper and let out this roar as he filled my hole with a massive load. I could feel each squirt they were so strong and intense. I lay there as he let his cock go soft and slip out of my hole. I said thank you sir, he zipped up not saying a word and walked out. As I got up and checked my phone, an old buddy texted me saying I saw you on Grindr, you ready to take my load now? Yes, I replied quickly as I recall him being a pig pump n dump. Young university student studying to be a dr. His cock was average, but his piggy mindset made up the difference. Address he replied? After giving the hotel address, he stated be ready on my knees at the door mouth open. By the way, you have any loads inside your fuck hole? Smiling, happy & proud, I replied, a guy just left moments ago leaving his massive load deep after wrecking my hole. Perfect pig!! Don’t wash or clean up at all. I want your hole rip with cum so I can eat your ass. I was so excited as he was so hot, built, gym rat and strong to man handle me. He arrived to find me in my knees waiting and filled my mouth with his cock before the door even closed. We had his cock out walking from the elevator to the room and it was rock hard throbbing in anticipation of my mouth. He said as I was sucking, fuck this room smells of cum and sex. How much cum is inside pig & how long do you did he fuck you for? Wait until you feel how wrecked my hole is I said. He laughed, you might just take my fist tonight. Sucking his cock and licking his balls I could tell he wasn’t going to last long. I could feel his balls tightening up several times as I was working his meat. Get on the bed so I can eat that hole, you got me so close cumslut. As he started eating my hole, he was moaning as the taste of my cum laced hole was driving him crazy not being able to lick fast enough. Fuck, your hole is amazing and so hot, I going to dump a 5 day load deep, but first I need to piss, get in the shower. As I was barely in the shower a hard flow of piss started to flow over my chest, cock n balls as I sported a raging hard on. Fuck pig, you like my piss hey? With a good hard slap, Open your mouth pig… never taking piss in my mouth before, I obeyed him so not to disappoint. It was so hot as he filled my mouth and it ran down my face. He reached to bring me up and he locked lips, kissing me with some residual piss still in my mouth. He continued to make out and kiss as his cock touched me dripping his big globs of precum. Pulling his lips away, said get on the bed face down. I get face down and position my hole for his use. After eating my hole again for a few minutes, push out some of the cum slut, he said. As I push, I could hear his slurping the guys load moaning. Sliding 3 fingers deep inside me, he moves up to kiss me with his mouth full of cum. Kissing and making out with me then swapping the cum back and forth we both swallow. He started opening me up more adding the forth finger as his cock is now dripping precum and I mean it’s flowing. Adding a generous amount of lube I knew he wasn’t done stretching my hole. Here take 4 long puffs, after the 4th, hold for 15 secs. As I get to 15 second or close I’m high, hungry and horny I immediately beg him to wreck me, breed me, make me say mercy please. With that, he started by adding his thumb working it into my hole stretching me. After about 20 mins and 2-3 more rounds of poppers I was open and ready. In popped his fist and I let out a big ugh. Omg, you’re fisting me, give it to me. Fist my hole, fuck my hole with your fist man. As he picked up the pace he was now starting to fist me closed fist and I keep puffing on the bottle as he instructed each time. Yeah pig, your hole is so wrecked, so much frothy cum in your pighole. Then he pulls his closed fist from hole quickly and slams his 7” uncut cock balls deep. It feels so good, I moan loud as I couldn’t get enough. He continued to pound me first what seemed like a long time and yelled at me “take that load you pig”. Fuck yeah, take my cum deep. As he pumped my hole draining his load, every last drop, he starts to pull out. As we both Lay on the bed, him on top off me, kissing me he says “ you never disappoint”, love your fuck hole making you my pig. Kissing a little longer, he says ok, gotta go and meet up with my hubby for dinner. Maybe I’ll see you on the weekend before you leave town as he winks at me. The door shuts and I think to myself, fuck my hole is so loose n wet. I fingered my hole for a while feeling how wrecked it was which just made me even more horny. I wasn’t ready to cum yet and kept edging my cock. Not wanting to waste any cum, I plugged my hole to hold all the precious seed inside. Feeling tired, I think I’ll shower again and just chat for a while to see what’s happen. While showering, I hear a couple messages come through. I get out, leaving the plug still inside my wrecked hole thats still throbbing and checked messages. To my surprise, the bbrt guy was online as we connected. Are you looking for tonight i asked. Yes I am actually, where abouts are you staying. I describe the area and he tells me he could be there in an hour. Nervous now, as I don’t know his status and being attached & open I wanted to know. I gently asked not knowing if he’d reply. Poz undetectable in which I replied ok. See you in an hour? Yes, I’ll let you know when I’m on route as I still have some stops to make on route. I want you face down, ass up lubed when I walk in which I happily agreed. As he walked in I was nervous, not because I had no experience as I had done this many times prior. He walks up to my ass, my hole was presented lubed and a plug inside me ass still. With the lights low, it’s hard to see him as he says turn around and suck me. I can hardly see due to the darkness, but I can feel his hard body, running my hands through his hairy chest I started to suck him. As I sucked, he’s moaning telling me how good it felt and encouraged me to continue sucking then licking his balls. There was something different, and it wasn’t until I tasted his precum that I figured he had taken something. His precum has a strong taste and as it hit the back of my throat I wanted more. After a while he said for me to lay face down on the bed. He climbed on top of me resting his throbbing cock at my hole. Teasing me, pushing and nudging my hole I beg him to slide inside me. Whispering in my ear, you sure if want this raw cock inside your hole? Yes, please fuck me, I want you to breed me. I could feel his cock so hard, throbbing at the outer ring of my hole. As he slid his thick mushroom head cock inside I could feel how sore I was from my prior encounters. Thinking to myself, I hope he doesn’t take a long time to cum as I wasn’t sure I could handle fucking the night away. Slowly he fucked me, not hard or aggressive at all which was different but I was liking it. My hole was filled again so I was happy and he filled me full with his girth. Fucking me for a while he told he that he doesn’t want to cum right away so he wants to take a piss to last longer. Being totally fine with it I agreed, of course. Ok, relax your hole, don’t clench or tighten at all. You want some chempiss in your ass? It’s going to be huge. Not knowing what to say with him on top of me and not wanting him to pull out I said sure. Ok here it comes, with a loud moan I feel his piss starting to flow into my hole filling me up pretty quickly. I feel my ass getting full, significant pressure building and then I feel it working past my second ring in my guts. Damn, that’s fucking hot and a lot of piss. As he neared the end, I could feel him make 3 last squirts which really push even more into my guts. As he pulled out I tighten as to not waste a drop. Suddenly, my hole was really hot inside and started to burn, my face was warm and flush. He said, that’s it boy, it’s working. My ass starts to move on its own almost, hungrier than ever before, a desire to be fucked so hard that couldn’t imagine. I stand up and walk around and I realize actually how much piss is inside me. 20-30 mins later He coaches me to release it and get my hole ready for his cock again. I couldn’t believe I was taking his t-piss, but I felt amazing like nothing else before. I get back on the bed, my ass lube and I see him raging hard waiting for my ass. Asking his do I feel, calming me I replied wonderful thank you. As he slid inside me, he fucks me for a while and I feel he was close. Oh god, I’m going to cum n breed you. Hmm fuck yeah. Hmm, take that load. Fuck, yes, your hole feels amazing. The pulsing and throbbing as he kept squirting rope after rope inside felt so hot. Without removing his cock, he lay there on top of me flexing his cock every so often and it could keep my horny hungry hole on edge. As he lay inside me still, not moving, I couldn’t keep still as my hole just wanted more and to move grinding his fat thick cock deep inside me. Hold your hole tight again you’re getting more piss. He unleashing another huge load of piss and fills my hole. Again I was flying pretty good considering it was my first time and I was begging more and more now… He eventually allowed his cock to slide out and lay next to me saying tighten your hole as I replaced his cock with the plug. He then says let’s look online to see who’s around that to join while your hole soaks up my juices and you continue to get fucked up. Online we went browsing seeing if anyone was looking… More to follow on this night and how it ended…

Sniffies for the win again. Faceless profile hit me up with typical dick pic. But this dick pic wasn't big, and it was a full bush. Above the full bush a flat stomach & happy trail led up to nips, and then cropped off. His profile only said "46 6'3 180 str8" "Hey, nice package" I replied. (I'm not going to lie and say crap like big cock when it's not, and I do like full bush anyways) "Thx. You looking now?" the faceless guy asked. It was 7am. "Yea, woke up horny" I replied. "Where are you?" And I told him the hotel. "I can head over now for a quickie" he blurted. A quick what? I thought. But I went with it. "Ok I'll meet you downstairs when you're here". Str8 guys want to often try sucking another guys cock, and I was horny, plus every guy likes their cock sucked. "Great. Changing course. 15mins" Guy got lost and went to the wrong hotel! so I thought that was the end of that. Nope. 30mins later, an SUV rolled to a stop in front of me where I waited outside. A cute bball cap guy with blue eyes looked right at me from that car, nodded, and pulled towards parking. Minutes later this tall, lanky 40 something white guy in jeans and Patagonia coat was quietly talking and walking next to short me up to my hotel room. In the elevator, he asked " Are you vaxed?" I said yes and quickly made small talk so he wouldn't ask the dreaded "clean?" question. After we walked inside, we went over to the couch, he took off his cap and revealed and full head of salt & pepper hair cut short. He admitted to working with the military. Retired civvy ? Senior staff? Who knows. I went for his belt to unbuckle those jeans. Down they went to reveal his rather soft package. My hand went right to cupping & massaging his junk through his boxers. I stood up to get my jeans down, at his side while he sat there, and as soon as my hardon was visible his hand grabbed and squeezed me. And then th unexpected ... Tall, military silver daddy got up from the couch, took his shirt off revealing the happy trail, yanked my hardon out of my boxers, and kneeled in front of me! His mouth inhaled my cock! I always expect married guys are bi and want to suck cock, so no surprise, but seeing his large legs kneeled in front of my short self, and his long arms feeling up my entire body was extremely sensual. He was an excellent cocksucker. Maybe sucking cock since bootcamp? Before wife n kids? He had to adjust and stood up next to me. Or rather he towered next to me. I grabbed his cock, and kneeled down before he did something. I looked up past his full bush and saw his blue eyes looking down on me. He really looked like he towered over me down there. He was now fully hard. Not a big cock but perfect size for my smaller hands and mouth. I sucked on just his cockhead and tasted sweet precum! On both sides of his groin were two large, hairy thighs that I grabbed. I tongued down his shaft to his balls. They were fully hairy, not trimmed, but I still sucked each of his eggs into my mouth. He moaned. And the eyes that were looking down on me closed in ecstasy. All I could think about was that cum churning in those balls, and ready to explode. This guy left home, hopped on Sniffies, went to a hotel, just to get a "quickie"! Luved sucking his cock knowing that ... I got up off my knees and he started yanking my cock again. I jacked his cock off. My cock was noticeably bigger than this tall daddy next to me and did not care. In full nudity next to me he looked extremely sexy. He went to grab a tube from his bag ... Hmm "A desinsitizer" he said. "A what?" I asked?! " I cum quick" as he smiled right at me. " So this helps" "Can I suck you after?" "Yes". He lead the way from the couch to the bed. I had the same thought. As I walked behind him I noticed his tight, smooth bubble butt. His long legs spread eagle on the bed and I crawled up next to him, just inviting me to work on his hard cock. But I knew this guy wanted to suck cock to, so I moved into 69. His mouth immediately sucked on my raging boner again. He rolled my balls around his moth. Damn pro. My head was bobbing between his hairy thighs. His balls had gotten so hard by now. I decided to commit: inwould deepthroat his cock, and make this stud pop. It happened fast! My throat got 3 or 4 rounds of his cock deep down my throat, with his tight hairy balls in my nose. His hairy thighs sprung open and back. His cock slipped out of my mouth. "Oh I'm gonna cum" he blurted out in a panciky masculine voice. Yes you are ! I slammed my throat down to the base of his shaft. He was moaning loudly now. His cock didn't pulse, but I started to taste it: super sweet cum. His legs spasmed from the orgasm. I throat milked his cock emptying that morning nut. It tasted like desert. He calmed down from breathing heavily. "Feel better?" I smiled at him. He quickly started grabbing his clothes. Took a Navy Shower. "I discovered that app a few weeks ago" he admitted. Good! My own, ignored cock went back into my boxers. I didn't care. He had cum over for a quickie and that's what he got! I imagine him going into his military related office with some sex smell from me still on him 🙂 Hopefully the wifey doesn't pick up the scent.

Chapter 2 After showering leaving his huge load inside me, I decided to take out some toys to play. I never leave home without toys and plugs for some ass play. Now that my hole was loaded with his anon load I realized I never asked if he was neg and std free which I would always ask prior. I felt my cock twitch knowing that the load could very have been full of bugs. I took my largest toy with a suction cup, stuck it to the wall and started riding it. I added just enough lube to get it inside me as I wanted to use his load for lube and work it into my guts. After riding it for a while I had my hole gaping and wide open has i pulled out each time. My hole was so hungry I couldn’t seem to satisfy my cravings. Sadly I ended up blowing another load into a glass and adding it to my hole, went to bed as it was about mid night and I had to work at 7. At work I couldn’t barely think or concentrate as all I wanted was another load and feel my hole getting wrecked. As I reflected back to my first fuck experience at 13 where I was the bottom. A older cousin and his buddy were drinking at the cabin in the middle of the woods isolated. He much a bit older and his friend was, a couple years older than him. Growing up in a small town there wasn’t a lot guys around to have as friends. I always enjoyed hanging with my cousin as we always had lots of fun and I trusted him. So I walked to the cabin Saturday afternoon, once outside I could hear them talking about a girl they wanted to get with so as you can imagine I was all ears at 13 intrigued. I managed to get close to the door without them seeing me and just listened to their chats. They were clearly more experienced than I was as they described the last girl they were with and how it played out. I assumed they were looking at porn magazine as they would compare her to the girls on each page. As the guys went quiet I was wondering what was happening and before I realized the door opened as my cousin needed to piss. I was afraid to move as I didn’t want to get caught. I felt i was ok because his head was just behind the door frame. He was rushing to get his cock out to piss as he said he’s breaking the seal after 4 beers. His cock sprung out and was hanging out which looked to be about 7” soft, thick and uncut. As he started to piss it was a very heavy stream and his buddy said hurry man I gotta go too. My cousin barely had his cock back in before his buddy was side by side pulling out his cock so he could compare. He was even bigger and thicker only cut. My cousin went back inside as his buddy finished pissing. As he reached to grab the door to close, he saw me and yelled at me, what the fuck are you doing here? watching & listening to us? He didn’t know I was his buddies little cousin at the time. He said to my cousin, there’s a little faggot out here spying on us. He leaped out and grabbed me pulling me inside the cabin. Once inside my cousin looked at me not sure if he should acknowledge that I was his little cousin or not allowing his buddy to tease me. My cousin asked me how long I was out here and I was afraid to answer. His buddy grabbed me hold and smacked me around lightly to prove he wasn’t joking… demanded that I answer the question. In a shy, weak and scared voice I replied, idk maybe 20 mins. At this point I don’t know if I was sweating because I had winter clothes on while sitting next to the wood stove or if it was because I was so scared. As the sweat poured from forehead, I said I gotta get going and get back home as an excuse to get away. The guy said I don’t think so, take some clothes off and stay because your not going now where until I know how much I heard. Little did I know that they talking drugs from the past weekend and assumed I had heard that conversation. We all grew up in religious (Pentecostal) families with extremely strict rules. I took of my winter coat & pants to cool down as it was clear I wasn’t allowed to leave as the friend locked the door and I wasn’t tall enough to reach the lock. They both offered me a taste of their beer and I refused as I didn’t want to be caught with beer breath going home plus I had never tasted it before. My cousin said jokingly, open his mouth and I’ll pour it down his throat if the pussy boy won’t taste it. Without hesitation, his buddy leaped up and grabbed my face forcing my jaw open and my cousin poured beer in my mouth as he pinched my nose. Pinching my nose had a double affect as I couldn’t breath and it made it harder to taste the beer. Swallow, swallow, swallow you fucking faggot he yelled as he was encouraged him to keep on pouring. Finally he let me breath and I made a huge gasp for air. My cousin jokingly said, make him take the rest as our lips can’t touch that rim now that the fags lips were on it. I tried to resist, shaking and at the point of crying I said no, please no… with that cousin punched my chest and said shut the fuck up fag. Do as you’re told and don’t speak until you’re allowed, do I make myself clear fag? I was raised to respect my elders and be polite so I replied Yes Sir. Now drink the rest of the bottle… considering this was my first drink ever and it was pretty much a full beer I figured that’s all they were going to make me drink. To my surprise, they opened another one, pinched my nose, making me drink then second one. They continued to drink one after another while chatting back and forth. My cousin caught me looking at the magazine on floor with a guy on the page fully erected about to fuck this girl without a condom. As he caught my eyes staring at it he motioned to his buddy to watch me. His buddy said, you like looking at the hard cock don’t you you faggot. I replied, ah no, no. Not realizing that my cock was telling a different story as it was semi hard visible through my jogging pants. Really he said, looks like your hard cock and is saying different. Opening up the magazine in front of me he continued to tease me and slapped my face and said don’t lie you fag. I have to admit that I was looking at the guys cock, how big it was, so thick with a shine on his head which appeared to be precum. At this point I don’t know if my cousins buddy knew we were related or not… it truly wasn’t clear. My cousin said he’s gotta piss again and went to the door taking out his cock giving me a second glimpse before pissing. His buddy caught me eying my cousins cock and made it known. See, the fucker is a fag and was looking at your cock dude. He wants to see our cocks, I bet he’d suck them too, that dirty faggot. You like looking at cock right? You wanna suck it don’t you? Trying to cover my hard cock now fully hard, my cousin said answer him now or you know what you’ll get for not answering. I replied, yeah I guess so. Not really knowing what I liked or wanted at this stage in life. But I knew that looking at a cock or thinking about a cock made me hard. As my cousin was pissing he was stroking his long cock at the same time as I could see it was growing larger. His buddy got up and stood next to him and pulled out his cock to piss as well at the same time. When he pulled out his cock, he flashed it towards me and asked if I liked it? I could see that he was semi hard as well…my felty own cock throbbing in my shorts. I don’t know if it was the beer they gave me or if I truly wanted to touch their cocks and suck it. They both came back inside, locked the door and my cousins buddy whom I still don’t know his name at this point still had his cock out walking back to me. He said to my cousin, should I make him lick the piss of my head? Make him suck my cock clean like a good faggot? Without waiting for his response other than a smile from my cousin he told me to lick his cock as he grabbed the hair on my head and pulled hard. Being the first time I tasted a cock I was surprised how he tasted and I liked it. Maybe he was right, I was a faggot and he good at it. I told myself he was wanting to see how far I’d go and he was teaching me. As I licked his head and sucked just the head his cock began to swell to about 8.5-9”. Every time his cock would throb it for bigger and a let out a moan. I was actually sucking my first cock and I really liked it until I could taste something salty. I pulled my head away, my cousin knew that I must have gotten a huge glob of precum. As he watched me hesitant to suck again, he encourage me said you can do it, swallow it, there’s more where that came from so you might as well get use to it because I precum a lot. His buddy replied saying he does as well and he doesn’t need lube to fuck because of how much precum. As he continues to fuck my mouth he started going deep & deeper stretching my mouth, preparing my throat for what I figured was two cocks. At this point he says to my cousin, make him suck your cock man and feel how good this fags mouth feels. He said, he’s a natural born fag, needs little training & sucks better than the chicks I have been with. He steps to the side smacking his cock on my face as my cousin positions his cock at my mouth. Open up my cousin shouted and keep it open as he began to fuck my throat. They were both so big that I starting getting tears and gagging. They took turn coating my throat with their precum and by now I was loving it. While I was sucking one cock I was holding the other cock in my hand jerking the other. They were clearly loving it as much as I was as their cocks throbbed, releasing tons of precum. My cousin to his buddy, fuck man, I need a tight pussy to fuck. Its been a while since I blew a load deep and the girlfriend is away for the summer. He buddy agreed and said yeah me too being single. Buddy looked at my cousin and said we got a faggot here so why now use him for a pussy? Now I was not sure what was happening and I was trying to grasp that they were considering fucking me. I have never been fucked before, I have never had more than one finger of my own inside my ass. Now I wanted to go as I scared. I said, it’s time for me to go now as I gotta get home. Almost at the same time they both said I don’t think so faggot. Finishing work, I head back to the hotel for Friday night fun and see what trouble I could get into… Balance of the weekends festivities shortly…

Grindr 23 anon: continued Later that evening I logged onto Grindr to check messages... 30 seconds later there he was again with a message; ‘I need to dump another load in you and I’m close. Your cunt free?’ Well I have a strict ‘no load refused policy’ so I had to take it. I changed into the harness, hood and socks and grabbed a different cummy jock. I had his load from a few hours before still in me, so made sure I was plugged when he let himself in again. In his messages he explained he had been at a m8s all evening but was totally horned after cumdumping me earlier, my cunt had impressed him and he wanted to repeat. Of course I agreed to take him. I was on all fours taking popper hits when he arrived. This 23 yr old totally owned my cunt. He unzipped, yanked out the plug, gobbed on my hole, grabbed the leash and thrust his solid throbbing dick straight back in. He literally rode me; leaning back on the leash. The afternoons load was now lube and he totally creamed it. Once again he watched and fucked and fucked some more. Then he spoke, ‘you’ve got the most amazing fuckable ass and it’s mine! It totally was. He managed this time to strip while he was fucking. He was stood behind me in just his black socks. Pounding my cunt to his hearts delight, adding his spit to keep it moist. We reached the point where he needed to release his nutt in me. His pounding became quicker and he moaned more. Then the verbal kicked in, ‘You fucking dirty slut’ and ‘You Dirty cum whore’ were 2 he repeated as he bred my hole for the second time. He paused while he pumped his hot load into my cunt then it was back to pounding again. This guy doesn’t let cumming get in the way of his fuck rhythm. It takes skill to cream your own fresh load but that’s just what he did. I could here the squelch of his cum load when he pulled out and thrust back inside me. My hole was tingling and feeling well used when he surprised me. He pulled out, stood back and ordered me on my knees to clean his dick with my mouth. I was about to taste his cum and his cock covered with the loads from my ass. I was still hooded, his cock was stood to attention so I got to work, taking it in my mouth. While I sucked and licked it clean I could feel he was wearing nothing but his socks. I pushed his dick to my throat as I tasted and ate his load, every gulp pushed deeper towards my throat until his dick was sliding down my throat and he moaned some more as he exclaimed, ‘you really are a CUMPIG! My cunt was glad of the rest. He then turned round and led on the bed and told me to take the mask off but keep sucking his cock. I obliged! He led there sniffing poppers enjoying the moment I could taste his fresh cum mixed with the earlier load on his dick n balls. He was a horny fit fukka with Spikey hair and shaped eyebrows. Then he put his foot in my face. I fucking love that. I sniffed deep and peeled off his sock. I ran my tongue over his foot and he groaned out loud, ‘fuck yeah’. I gave the bottom of his foot a hard wet snog and sucked on each of his toes. He was watching me, sniffing poppers and enjoying using my other hole. One by one I sucked and licked his balls, knowing they had pumped 2 loads inside me. I knelt and watched as he wanked himself. I was expecting to see this stud unload, perhaps feeding me, but no. ‘Get back on all fours slut, I need my cock in you again! My cunt had taken a punishing and I could feel it was tender but I just couldn’t refuse. He gobbed on my hole, slapped his cock against it and climbed inside me. This time he wasn’t stood up, he was knelt on the bed, his wet dick pounding my cunt again. This guy showed no signs of slowing as be literally fucked me across the bed, one sock, one off. At one point he leant forward and wiped his sweat over my back. Then he picked up the pace inside me. He was now dry fucking my hole when I heard him say, ‘YOU FUCKING CUMDUMP’ and he unloaded yet again and bred me with load number 3. Wow! His pulsating dick was unloading more Spunk from this walking cum factory and I was more than happy to take it. He was parked inside me still when he grabbed the pen to show further use by tagging my back, PIG, SLUG, CUMBAG and on my ass, WHORE and CUMHOLE. He pulled out and stood there in just one sock so it was only fair I got back on my knees and cleaned him up. He climbed into his skinny black jeans and put his boots back on. He looked hot and fit as fuck. He left me loaded, dripping, fucked sore and totally used! He hasn’t blocked me this time, so I know he’s keeping his options open for the next time he visits his mate!

Part 2: The Predators Start the Feast You might think Ricky doesn’t give a shit about his boys, but in truth, he loves them. That’s why he always fucks his boys last after everyone else has gotten their turn, impregnating the wasted body he owns. He kisses me like a romantic lover, protects me like a father, and fucks me like a master. But business is business; he’s a dealer in holes and the customer is always right. And he makes sure his property knows his place. He walks over to me slowly, and the men part around me. My moaning slows to a hurried pant, and I slowly realize from my daze that Ricky is approaching me. He gently pulls me to him by the throat, and I look up into his dark, loveless eyes. My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide with fear and excitement. His square jaw, sharp, dark features, and deep frown glares back down at me. Bending down to meet my lips with his, he pours the bong smoke into me. It’s still so thick that I cough instantly, my lungs not fully recovered from the monster hit I just took. I was getting worried about how high I was getting, now not fully able to walk and my body feeling too relaxed and tired. I was still outrageously horny, thirsting for more hands, more tongue, and some cock... but I also wouldn’t have minded just falling asleep in the sling. “Yo Buster, come give this boy some uppers,” Ricky said, still holding me. I leaned in on him. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and I rested my face against his hairy chest. Two large hands with thick fingers clutched my ribs and glided down to my ass, where his grip tightened. And then I felt beard on my crack and just the cold tip of a tongue tickle my hole. I moaned as my arms and torso crawled with goosebumps from sheer pleasure. Buster was a large black man, about the same size as John. He had a stern, unsmiling face, nipple piercings, and wore a leather harness. He was the real deal. Ricky turned me over to him. Buster took off my wifebeater and wrapped my left arm with a tourniquet. My heart raced as I felt my arm tighten. The guy rimming me stopped and guided me to a small stool. I sat down slowly. Just now, I realized that the men in the room had closed in on me a little. The jock handed Buster a syringe. “All loaded. Trust me, there’s enough T in that to keep the little bitch awake all night and maybe all of tomorrow night too,” the jock said, chuckling. Buster tapped the needle and gave it a small pump. My hole twitched. Alcohol. Cotton ball. “Make a fist.” I have a huge, plump vein running all down my left forearm that bulged when the alcohol smoothed its way over. Buster aimed the needle straight into it, pressing it just enough to get a bit of blood swirling back into the point to make sure he struck gold. I was now fully awake, my heart about to beat out of my chest. The moment before the slam never stops getting exciting. My eyes were fixated on the point and his movement. Buster pressed down and slowly released the chemical solution into my blood. Once it was cleared, he unbuckled the tourniquet, which snapped off instantly. The blood went straight to my face and the chemical taste hit my throat as well as a coughing fit as harsh as the one from the bong. Wow. I was truly in heaven while in hell. Everything, everything in the whole world and all of the parts of my being condensed and was swallowed into a tight black hole between my legs. I felt incredible as I felt the devil’s energy rush through me and I quickly climbed into the sling, spread my legs as wide as I could, thrust my head back and unleashed a huge sigh of relief. My legs and smooth body suddenly looked incredibly sexy to myself, and the men around me were handsome hunks that exuded a musk of intense sexual desire, ruthlessness, and sadism. Each and every one of them wanted to breed me, letting their warm seed churn inside me and maybe even impregnate me with a virus. I wanted to offer my pure, youthful body to the degrading ritual about to befall me. “Look. At. That. Boy!” one of the men groaned, unzipping his pants. “Should we give him a booty bump before we start? I just love seeing this slut get FUCKED up! Look at him squirm trying to get his legs into the stirrups!” “Nah, we don’t want him to overdose.” “The fuck do you care?” “You break it, you buy it,” Ricky said calmly. “Do whatever you want to him, but if anything happens to my hustler, you’re all gonna owe me a lot more than $20.” I was all the more turned on knowing what I was worth. $20 barely covered the drugs. My holes were being rented out for much less. The men put down the pipes and the bong. They were ready to get the party started. I heard a collective sound of zippers from all directions. The stench of their cocks and balls filled the room. Some were well-trimmed, others were hairy. Some were quite small, others were as big as Billy Glide’s meat. My heart beat as fast as a racehorse in anticipation of my first cock. Incredible how meth can make even your resting heart rate this high. The guy who called dibs on me earlier was short (maybe 5’5”), stocky, bald, and wore a tight polo around his muscular body. He looked like he’d be one of the funny guys at the office, and I recognized his voice as one of the more verbal ones talking dirty about me to the other guys while I was getting fucked up and groped. His cock was average size, very well-shaped, and clean-looking, a good one to loosen my hole up and keep it warm for the others. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them onto the stirrups. The sling was actually very wide and my legs strained to be spread so far apart. He rubbed a few drops of lube on his dick and around my hole. My hole was being stretched too, and I could feel a cold breeze against the opening. “Mmmm, bon appetit,” he said as he pressed his mushroom head against my sticky ass. The pink lining of my ass instantly expanded and swallowed his meat as I felt an indescribable pleasure strike through my body. Then, he slammed his dick into my body and I felt it stab through my guts. I yelped and my body instinctively bucked, but I was held in place by the sling. And then, I could only feel pleasure as every single nerve in my body became its own sweet spot, and I begged for him to keep fucking me. “YES!” he yelled triumphantly as his balls hit my ass and the tip of his dick struck the deepest corner of my rectum it could reach. He sounded kind of like an avid fan screaming when his team scores a goal. The other men hooted, woofed, and cheered him on. The guys were now relaxing while jacking their dicks. Some of them lit up cigarettes and smoked while they watched the guy fuck me. “How does that hole feel, man?” “Aw man,” the guy fucking me groaned, pulling back out and this time gently thrusting into me, savoring the friction between his cock and the insides of my pussy. “So... so tight! I don’t think I can last long!” “Look at him,” John sneered derisively. “He’s looking up at you with those puppy eyes. You better show him no mercy before he thinks you’re makin’ love to ‘im or somethin’.” I realized I was almost in tears from pleasure, every cell in my body worshipping his cock and the feeling of it inside me. While he fucked me, he was a God to me. My entire existence was for his trivial pleasure. “Oh, we’re not making love,” he said. Suddenly, his pace quickened and he started fucking me ruthlessly. His dick jammed into my sweet spot over and over again and my toes curled and uncurled. The sling shook back and forth violently. “OH, OH FUCKING GOD! OH! OH! OH!” I cried. My dick was entirely soft from the drugs. Slosh, slosh, slosh. Each thrust made a sound like his penis was grinding meat. And it was – he fucked me like he was trying to hurt me. He probably was. “Someone shut the bitch up and stick a dick in his mouth!” A middle-aged man with grey pubic hair and a massively thick cock slapped my cock with his face. I opened my mouth wide, stuck out my tongue, and panted like a dog wanting food. Then, he slid his dick down his throat. And further and further down he went, until his dick actually hit the chemical tasting part of my throat. I was about to have a gag reflex as tears instantly welled up in my eyes and my throat churned loudly, but he slid his dick out just in time. Just as I was about to gasp for breath, the top leaned forward and thrust so deep into me that it felt like he hit my stomach. The drugs completely numbed me to the pain and all I could feel was an intensified orgasm in every nerve. The top’s cock stayed there, throbbing, then brutally thrust in once more. Suddenly, the inside of my ass filled with heat, and I felt thick wads of hot cum spill out of my ass as he stabbed me a third time. “OH! OH GO-,” I screamed in, but before I could finish, the grey daddy shoved his cock into my mouth and muffled my screams. As the top slipped his dick out he spat on me and said... “God can’t hear you now.” The men howled with laughter. “Next,” Ricky said. Continued in Part 3

And now, Part II: My boyfriend had invited three POZ fuck buddy tops to the bookstore to fuck me raw. And now, three POZ studs just walked into the back room of the bookstore to find me on my knees on a cold filthy floor with three loads leaking out of my hole next to a cummy 10” dildo. My boyfriend jumped up and threw his arms around these guys. I got up on my knees as the three guys surrounded me. My boyfriend got to his knees beside me, as naked as I was, and undid the first guy's belt. He turned to me and shoved his tongue down my mouth. “You're gonna love Alex's cock. He can shoot a real mouthful and is always good for a second load.” Alex was hot. Maybe 20 years old, with a tight swimmer's build barely concealed under a tight shirt and even-tighter jeans. My boyfriend freed Alex's cock and out popped a beautiful cut 7” cock popping out of a nest of thick curly blond pubes. My boy put his hand at the base of my neck and drew my mouth to it. I slobbered away, gagging on his tool. With his pubes around my nose, Alex grabbed the back of my head and started hammering away. He skull fucked me for a good five minutes as the other two guys leered down at me. My boy knelt again beside me and whispered in my ear. “Don't neglect your other guests...” Alex told him to fuck off and kept pile-driving my throat for another minute until he shot a large thick creamy load deep down my throat. I wanted to save some of it to work into my hole, but he shot it all too deep. My boy pulled me off of Alex's still-hard cock and licked around my mouth for traces of his POZ cum, which he spit onto his fingers and swiped over my ass as the next guy undid his trousers and waved his dick in my face. My boy seethed as he wriggled his fingers into my cummy ass, “Show Max a nice time. I always do...” Max must have been about 30, some sort of hot-shot executive in a really nice tailored business suit. He still had his coat and tie on as he shoved his trousers down to his ankles revealing thick tan hairy muscled legs. Max smiled down at me with a surly look, “And don't be afraid to use your teeth, slut. I like it rough. I hope you do too!” I started gobbling on Max's long thin uncut cock and chomped down a little. He put a hand under my jaw and punched it up, making me bit down on his tool. “Yeah, you slut. That's how I like it!” I chewed away at Max's cock until he pulled me off of it. Max threw me backwards until I was flat on my back on the dirty concrete floor. With his coat and tie still on, Max leaned down on top of me and raised my knees to my chest. I felt his weight on top of me as he thrust his hips forward. His dick met my ass and gave no resistance. He kept pushing forward until he was balls deep. His dick was so log that it hit places inside me that even that 10” dildo couldn't reach. “You must have started without us,” he growled. “You're already lubed up, and I don't think that's the fake stuff! Max was true to his word. He did like it rough. He hammered away at my hole until we were both sweaty and sloppy. The friction of my hard cock rubbing against his jacket was more than I could handle, and I fired off a huge load, my second since arriving at the bookstore, and it went all over his tie. He was plowing away so hard that I don't think he even noticed it. “You want that load? That POZ load, you nasty fucker???” “Yeah.... Give me your load!” “Gonna POZ you just like I POZZED your boyfriend!” With that, he slammed hard against my ass, with his sweaty balls slapping my ass over and over again as he filled my hole with his POZ cum. Before he could pull out, he kissed me hard and I wondered if my boyfriend had already been POZZED by one of these guys. I knew he had been fooling around raw, but didn't know for sure that he had taken POZ loads before tonight. Max pulled out and off of me. I caught my breath and looked around a bit. I saw my boy bent over a theatre seat with Alex pounding away at his ass. The third guy was standing between me and Alex's ass, jerking off to the scene around him. Alex realized that Max was finished with me and pulled out of my boy's hole. He strode over to me with his thick cock swinging between his legs. “I'd load your boy's hole, but I've fucked him before. I want to be the one to knock you up!” Alex threw me onto my side like a ragdoll and laid down behind me. He aimed his dick to my sloppy hole and it slid right in. His cock wasn't as thick or as long as Max's, and I was grateful for a bit of a break. Alex wasn't having it. “If I'm gonna seed you, boy, I need something tighter to fuck! Hey Carl! You wanna help get him nice and tight for me?” Carl, the third guy, had stripped off his clothes. He was mid-40s, stocky, and covered with a thick matt of bristly body hair. Carl laid down on his back as Alex repositioned me and lowered me onto Carl's dick. He might have been the oldest guy in the room, but he was proudly showing off the thickest cock. It must have been the same size as a beer can. Carl's cock stretched me wider than I'd ever been stretched before as Alex mounted me and forced his way into my hole alongside Carl's dick. I loved the feeling of my body being used, and used hard, by these two guys, one of whom was old enough to be the other one's father. The contrast of Alex's smooth shapely chest on my back and Carl's hairy belly on my front was amazing. I could feel my toes curling as my whole body was stimulated. Carl shoved his tongue into my mouth and I was overwhelmed with the taste of cigar smoke. I came again as my cock was mashed into his belly fur. My hole was stretched as wide as it could go, and I was relieved when Alex told me he was going to load me up. His POZ cum soothed the burning in my hole and gave Carl what he needed to fire off inside of me too. They pulled off of and out of me, leaving me a sticky mess on the floor, covered in my own seed, sweaty, with three fresh POZ loads added to the three I had taken before my boyfriend's fuck buddies had arrived. My boyfriend lined up his hard cock and dove into that cummy mess. He squished away inside me until he came too, adding his seed to the mix, looking into my eyes the whole time. The guys stood cheering him on as he came in me. The fuckbuds took off and my boy and I dressed slowly and he helped me to the car as I was still a little wobbly on my legs. In the car home, my boy asked me if I wanted to be tested in about three weeks. He told me that he thought that flu he had come down with a few weeks ago might have been the bug, but that he was afraid to go get tested. He thought that now, it might be easier for me to go with him. As I put the pieces together of what we had gotten ourselves into, I thought for a moment, only a moment, about telling him to take me directly to the Emergency Room where I might be able to get some PEP meds. The thought passed and instead I stuck my hand into my shorts, where I could feel a puddle of POZ cum seeping out of my ass. I brought my cummy fingers to my mouth and sucked deep before offering my fingers to my boy's mouth. “We could wait three weeks, or we could spend more time together at the bookstore before getting tested. What do you think?” I knew we would be back to that bookstore again soon.

Part 1 I love anonymous cum dump play at motels. Have had several successes (one, 18 loads from 16 guys - one guy came back for seconds and thirds.) There have also been some flood; but that’s to be expected. The last time I had a scene like this was the one with 18 loads. Hole remained tight and held the loads until the next morning, walking through Target, I could feel the cum dripping down my leg. I think some guys could smell it as they kept staring at me. Went into the bathroom and held my hand under my hole and let all the cum out. Just as I was about to use it to jerk off, the door opened and a guy walked in. Bypassed the urinals and stopped right in front of my stalk, standing and watching me through the crack. I sat and waited, clock hard and sticking up. Guy, who I thought may be plain clothes security, unzipped his pants, fished his cock out. I heard him whisper, “Open your door, i can smell your need for cock. We all can.” Figuring, “What the hell,” I unlocked and opened the door. There in front of me was one of the guys I noticed, bearded, late 30s probably, with a ring on the finger. Married straight guy. JACKPOT!!! Knowing my role, I stood up, turned around and showed him my ass. I reached my hand back, filled with spunk, and rubbed some in my crack and into my hole. I was shocked and very turned on when the guy grabbed my hand and pulled it to his dick, telling me, “Lube me up faggot.” I stroked his cock, making sure to lube his head and shaft heavily. “Enough. Spread ‘em fag.” I kicked off my shorts from one foot, spread my legs to get a good stance, and then reached back to spread my cheeks as ordered. “Fuck, faggot, you look like you had some fun.” He stepped forward, placed his cock head at my hole and told me, “Be quiet.” With that he rammed in balls deep in one thrust and I fought to hold in the scream. Even with all the fucks, it hurt like hell. He did not waste time, or allow me to get used to his dick. He began tucking me hard and fast, telling me, “The wife’s waiting for me.” I moaned in ecstasy when he said this. He laughed and said, “You know it faggot. She won’t let me do this to her,” pulling all the way out before slamming all the way back in. “Gods thing that faggot sluts like you are so horny for straight guys and will bend over whenever we tell you.” He proceeded to stop talking and intensify his pounding of my cunt. He slammed in one more time, telling me, “Take my straight load in your cunt faggot.” He shot several times before pulling out. I immediately spun around and dropped to my knees. I engulfed his cum covered cock to the base, cleaning it, his pubes and balls of all traces of cum. “Fuck yeah, full service faggot. Hole and cleaning. Back off, I gotta take a wicked piss.” I only tightened my lips, looked up at him and nodded. “No fucking way.” He released and pissed down my throat. He shoved his clean and soft cock back in his pants. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, “Give me your number. I’m going to need that cunt more.” I scribbled my number on some toilet paper and handed it to him. He stuffed it in his pocket and walked out. Fast forward six years, married, started partying, but fewer allowances to do scenes like this. Until now. Husband had to go out of town for a week to “Find himself.” That’s great, you do that. I will find myself in my own way. I placed adds on BBRTS, Grindr and anywhere else I could think of. Still mourn the loss of Craigslist personals. About 8 guys expressed interest. So I reserved a room at a cheap, rundown motel in Denver and drove up Saturday. I checked in and realized this was the perfect setting. Room was a bed, table and bathroom. Lighting was already dim with only two lights. The bed was king size, trashy blanket and sheets. Most important - the door was not an new door. Latch on top fir safety, but heavy and out of shape. I could push the food halfway closed, and it wouldn’t move easily. Perfect for it to remain open. After cleaning out very deeply (never know what might come up) I placed very explicit and direct ads on all the sites: “Anonymous motel pump n dump. Hotel name and room number sent in first reply; no long messaging. Door is open, room dimly lit. I’ll be face down, ass up, blindfold optional. You knock, cum in, fuck me, breed me and leave. Multiple cummers can stay and fuck as long as you need. Otherwise, you need to get going, no staying to watch. Here are the rules: no making appointments. You show up and take your chance of walking in on me getting fucked, or another coming in while you’re fucking me. If you’re not down with this, then this isn’t the scene for you. Only limits are women/pain/blood and the like. Fucking can be mild to wild, your choice. I can take it hard, so feel free. Primary focus is on getting fucked and seeded, but other stuff can be involved, if it goes there.” Within 10 minutes, I was getting hits on Grindr but had to deny some who wanted to use condoms; did you even read the ad? The first wave of responses included 5 successful catches who said they could be there anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes. One actually piqued my interest as his first message was, “Fuck boy, I’m gonna take that ass apart. But I want to ask you a question first.” I thought about deleting him until he sent a picture of his cock and the PA that was in it. I responded back, “Fuck I need that cock. What’s the question?” He responded quickly, “You party?” Fuck, the question that always causes a challenge. If I respond honestly, some guys get turned off. If I lie and say no, some guys end chat right away. I looked over at the nightstand where my bag of T shards was sitting. I thought about how to respond, and devised a plan. I replied, “Never done it, fantasized about it. Even came close a few times, but chickened out each time. You party?” No response for a couple minutes and I began to give up and check other responses. Then his message came in. “Yeah boy, I party and love getting boys like you spun up and use you. I have enough T to get you going. Wanna do it this time? No chickening out or turning back?” I knew, this was going to be a chance to fulfill two fantasies at once: getting raw fucked by a guy with a PA and to possibly get stealth drugged. I replied, “How will it work, what if I say no?” His reply was direct, “You won’t say no to me faggot. Now, am I doing you or not? I’m ending chat after this if you don’t answer correctly.” Not wanting to appear to eager, I took about 90 seconds to think about it. I replied, “yes,Sir,” and gave him the hotel name and room number, along with a map. His response was simple, “I know the place. 30 minutes until your life changes boy. Hopefully, you’ll be loaded for me. I don’t use lube.” With that, the chat disappeared from the window. I checked all the other sites, sent out info and was alerted to a new message on Adam 4 Adam. Simply said, “in parking lot.” I closed my tablet, hid it under mattress. I quickly lubed a finger to open my hole. I grabbed a nice sized shard from the bag, which joined the tablet. Little more lube on fingers and shard. Shoved it as deep and as hard as possible up my ass. It began burning as I heard a knock on the door, followed by it opening. Here we go.

Written along with @swimslut. Both of us will be adding to the story. Chapter 1 - Setup My name is Ryan. I am 21 years old and just finished my second year of college. Now I’m back home for the summer, with my parents and 18 y/o brother Braden. Little bro is cute, with bright blue eyes and shaggy brown hair. We never explored sex together until.... Living in the city during college exposed me to A LOT of new things. I the freedom to hook up with anyone at any time, and had access to all kinds of porn (unrestricted by my parents’ content filter). One of favorite fuckbuds is a 27 y/o short-haul trucker named Marc. He works out of the city where my college is located, and his job brings him to my hometown about twice per month. About a week after I moved back home, Marc told me he was in my area. I invited him over. Braden’s swim practice was scheduled until late and my parents were going to a reception after work. It was a perfect opportunity for a sleazy hookup. I had downloaded LOTS of videos while I was at school, free from my parents’ restrictions. So I stripped naked, put on a sketchy gangbang video, and started stroking my 7-inch dick. I was so focused on the video that I didn’t hear the front door open. Apparently, Braden’s swim practice was interrupted by a power outage and they sent everybody home. I didn’t hear him walk upstairs or watch me jerking off through the open door. I had no idea he was there, until he threw his t-shirt on my bed. The sudden motion startles me out of the corner of my eye. I spun around to see him dropping his pants, leaving only his speedo from swim practice. His entire body is smooth, as is typical for swimmers. A bulge seems to get larger and larger each second. Me – HOLY FUCK bro. How long were you standing there? Braden – Long enough. Me – I was just.... Um….. Braden – Just um what? Me – Dude, you gotta go..... I have a friend coming over, and, uh...... You gotta go. Just Go. Braden – Why? Is this what you do before your friends come over? My gaze is so fixated on his bulge that I don’t notice him smirk back at me. I hesitate. Me – I was just trying to relax. Braden – You relaxing has got me all horned up! Who this friend you have coming over? Do I know him? Me – Don't ask so many questions! ...... Actually..... Fuck it. Bro, take your speedo off and come here. As my slick-shaven little brother walks toward me, I pump a wad of lube into my hand. I grab him by the dick, line up behind him, and begin to stroke him while we watch the porn together. Part of me is jealous because his dick is about 2 inches longer than mine. Braden is raging hard and leaking precum. He’s either really enjoying the gangbang vid, or really enjoying me stroking his cock. Hopefully both. I lube up my other hand, and start prodding at the entrance to his hole. He lets out a soft moan. I insert my index finger, and he opens up much too easily. So I go for two, then three. Me – Seems like the rumors I’ve heard about you are true. You really are the swim team slut. Braden – That’s how I got started, but that’s not the half of it. I bet you haven’t heard about everything. Since Braden is so loose and apparently so experienced, I decide to slide my cock in him. I bend him over slightly and get just past the cockhead when the doorbell rings. Me – Fuck! Marc is here. I slide my dick out, turn around, and put on some loose gym shorts. I didn't bother wasting time for a shirt. With my hardon popping out of my waistband, I order Braden to stay while I get the door. When I open the front door, my hardon is so obvious that Marc immediately laughs. He walks in, takes off his shoes, and we both head up the staircase. Marc – Looks like you're excited to see me *e slaps my dick through the shorts* Me – Yeah, uh..... Just so you know, there's someone else here. My little brother came home early from swim practice. Narc – No problem. So we just gotta be quiet? Me – Uh, no.... Actually, it’s the opposite..... Marc – Huh? Me – I always heard rumors from some guys at our school that my brother Braden is a major cockwhore. I discovered a few minutes ago that it was true. If it’s okay with you, it will be all three of us? Marc – *laughs again* Your own brother, huh? A pair of fags. Me – We can both fuck him, but make sure I am the one who get your load. You know why I want it. Marc – Yeah, no shit. We arrived at the open doorway, take one look at Braden, and step inside.

Part 1 - Weary Traveler I met Keith and Melissa at a restaurant in Madison, Wisconsin on December 23rd last year. We happened to sit at adjacent tables. They were celebrating their 20th wedding anniversary, and I was being stood up by some Grindr guy. After I complimented Melissa’s heels, they were kind enough to let me join them. I didn’t come out to them and pretended I was stood up by a woman from Tinder. Melissa had a gaudy cross around her neck, and Keith positively referenced Republican national figures. I knew my identity as an HIV-positive gay man from Los Angeles would be affront to their conservative Christian values and didn’t feel like being an advocate on my last night in this city. My name is Judd. At the time, I was a 28-year-old 6’1” white man with a trimmed beard and muscular figure. My voice certainly had a flair to it, but I knew how to end my sentences with downtone to pull off a straight hoax. Avoiding politics and identity, we had a good banter. As we parted, Melissa asked for my phone number and wished me a safe flight and a merry Christmas. It snowed all night. Unfortunately, after waiting for four hours in the airport on Christmas Eve morning, I received a notification saying my flight home was cancelled. There wouldn’t be a flight to LA until December 26th. I guessed I would be stuck in Wisconsin for Christmas. As I left the airport, I got a text from Melissa, checking to see if I made it home to LA safely. I told her about my predicament, and she kindly offered to host me. I make decent money, but I’m a cheapskate. If I don’t have to pay for a hotel, I won’t. So I gratefully accepted. It would only be two nights. Melissa and Keith had a beautiful suburban home and three kids: Casey (10), Peter (14) and most importantly Noah (18). How Keith and Melissa didn’t realize Noah was a flamingly faggot, I’ll never understand. He had short styled blond hair, blue eyes, milky skin, and a skinny frame with a hot butt bubbling out of the seams of his khakis. His voice was at a naturally effeminate pitch that almost beckoned me to raise my masculinized voice. He had just turned 18 a few weeks before and was just entering his last semester of high school. After introductions, Melissa asked Noah to show me the guest room. Conveniently, my room was next to Noah’s in a relatively distant corner of the house, and our rooms had an adjoining bathroom that only we would share. “If you ever need anything, feel free to come ask me.” He offered shyly, his arms wrapped behind his back as he leaned on the bathroom counter. I thanked him. “You must like having this much privacy from the rest of your family.” He giggled. “Yea. I can play my music as loud as I want and my parents can’t hear from their room.” “Good to know,” I schemed in my head. Then I pulled off my shirt to show off my hairy chest and range of body tattoos, including a biohazard symbol above my groin. “If it’s alright, I’m gonna shower.” He stood there briefly staring at my lightly haired chest and biting his lip, before coming to his senses and moving towards his door. “Oh sorry! I’ll give you some priv-.” “Don’t worry about it,” I said as I peeled off my jeans and briefs to reveal my semi erect 9-inch cut cock. He turned around with his eyes bulging staring at my cock and his cock stiffening in his Khakis. I playfully tugged at my semi a couple times. “Once I’m done, would you want to help me buy some presents for your family?” He stared at my cock, mouth wide open. I tugged at it more, so it was fully erect. “Noah?” I grinned. I stepped closer to him, his eyes following my engorged stick, and put my hand on his shoulder. “Noah?” Noah snapped out of it and flew his hands up to his mouth, grazing my cock along the way. He gasped. “I’m sorry!” I chuckled, moving my hand to his lower back and stepping right in front of him. My cock was leaking with pre-cum now, and it touched his shirt. “Uh oh. It looks like I’m getting your shirt dirty.” I said seductively. He looked down and started breathing harder. “It’s alright. I have others.” He took off his shirt. His hairless, skinny torso glittered in the light from the window. My pre-cum oozed onto his lower abs. He stared downward in amazement as my cock leaked. I bent over and lapped the pre-cum off his abs. As I came up, I apologized for making a mess. “Fun to clean it up. You wanna clean me up?” “Sure. I gotta be a good host,” Noah stammered. He bent over and applied his tongue to the head of my penis, slurping up the excess pre-cum. “It’s still leaking,” I observed. “Put your whole mouth around it and suck it out.” He did as I asked, swirling his tongue around my cock head. I lightly pushed the back of his head until I felt the entrance to his throat. “Keep sucking Noah. Open your throat.” I gushed poz precum down his throat as he opened wide. I got greedy and began thrusting, and he started gagging. He stood up, flexing his abs with each cough. I rubbed his shoulders. “You alright?” “Yea,” Noah coughed. “I’m fine.” He smiled at me. “That was my first time doing that.” “You’re welcome to clean me more.” “I want to. Let’s just wait until tonight when everyone is asleep.” “I’m fine with that. You still want to come with me to pick up presents for your family?” “That would be fun!” He smiled. “Want to join me in the shower? I think I should scrub you down.” Noah’s face lit up. He went to lock his and my bedroom doors before stripping and hopping in the shower with me, a thick 7 inch cut cock dangling between his legs. We kissed in the shower and jerked our cocks. I turned him around and teased his asshole with my cock, but this wasn’t the time yet. “I’m gonna make you a man, but you have to be patient.”

Summer 2021 - Living 5 hours away in a small town from a major city prevents one from getting loads to fulfill my inner cum slut cravings. The following week I had to travel for work and figured this was a golden opportunity to calm my inner cum slut. Being attached makes it difficult to get away at times, so a legitimate excuse was needed to ensure that I had a full weekend to explore my desires. 5 hour drive & I’m into the city, checked into the hotel and decided to log online to search for a willing pig top. Being a Thursday night, I wasn’t expecting much action, but to my surprise my profile mesage “sub bttm 4 raw loads” caught the attention of this married horny middle aged hung 34 year old. He replied, be face down, ass up, not lubed, waiting & ready. As he walk in, I could feel my hole twitch in anticipation of his head teasing my hole. He said earlier that he precums a lot and I shouldn’t be lubed as he want to eat my hole first. As his tongue continued to probe my hole I began to moan and beg for his cock. I wanted him to finger me rough, make my hole earn his cock. After a while he asked me, how bad you want this thick cut cock in your fuck hole fag? I replied, Sir, worse than you can imagine and I’ll do anything you want to make sure I earn you load. Without warning holding my throat with one hand he rammed 3 fingers inside my hole until he was knuckle deep. As I let out a loud moan in surprise, his huge hand was preventing me from truly expressing the pain, feeling what seemed my hole rip slightly & then he pulled out. How was that you pig? You like that pig hole stretched and wrecked don’t you! Though I was lingering to be abused hard, I was surprised he started like this.. How long you in town for? 4 days I replied. Perfect he said, you’re going to take my loads while you’re here you fucking cumdump pig. I could tell he was getting into it immediately, suddenly I felt a massive stretch into my hole which hurt like fucking hell and realized it was his hand including his thumb right to his knuckles. I cried out in pain, no stop, I need lube please. He replied, you want me to leave now, if not, you do as I say and take what I give you. You should know your place your faggot. Do like your told and take it. Before I got a chance to reply, punched my side and said I didn’t think so and continued to force his hand inside me to open me up almost fisting me. He started to tease my hole with his huge mushroom head that was leaking precum. As he rubbed his head against my hole I felt that slick precum get pushed inside me. It has been so long since I had a cock plunge inside me. While his head rested against my hole I could feel his cock pulsing covering my entire hole. His cock was pulsing so hard, it was so hard it’s as of he was already cumming with each pulse. As I was thinking that’s it’s, he cum and we’re done without him even fucking me? The next thing I feel is an extreme burning pain as he thrusted balls deep inside me in one go holding my head as he was determined to bottom out. I tried to move forward because of the pain he said, don’t fucking move fag. As he pulled out, his headed popped out of my hole and I felt empty as the pain dissipated. Ramming back inside me again like before and pulling out a few times my hole opened up. Every time he pulled out now I felt empty and hollow which made me beg for it harder. He must have pounded me for 15 mins as his cock started to really stiffen and I could tell he was close. Moments later, I hear him roar as he unleashed 6-7 spurts of cum deep in my guts. It felt so amazing, I feel the hot cum pushing deep inside me as it began to burn from his salty load. I knew that he has ripped me from the burning I was feeling and I was sure I might have bleed a little. As he pulled out, he said, get back here and clean my cock you pig… lick that cock clean before I head to my wife. As I was licking his cock trying to be a eager cock slut I was, he pulled my head off his cock. Staring at me in the dark I could barely make him out. But from what I could see, he was hot, built and very attractive. He asked did I like his cock and load in my hole? I replied yes. Without warning he slapped the side of my face hard saying “yes, Sir”. Afraid to disappoint, I replied Yes Sir. I sucked his clean and swallowed his last few drops of cum before he zipped up and walked out. As the door closed, I reached back to feel my hole as it was so wet, some of his cum had run down my balls and inner leg. Fingering my hole to taste his cum and my ass juice where it was clear that he made my hole bleed a little. My cock was rigid hard and leaking, I shot a huge load into my hand and rubbed it into my hole alongside his load. I head to shower leaving my online post active. …. More to come.

As usual, this is not written by me, but it was archived by me; and I did a shit job of that. I guess this was written around 2000 and was posted in one of the pozzing Yahoo! groups that I valued so much. My thanks to the unknown to me author. I love this story and still jerk off to it, I'm sorry I didn't think to get your name. ---------------- so, yesterday being Monday and everything, I had a shitty time at work . . . busy as hell and I didn't even have time for lunch. but still, if a boy wants to look his best, he has to go to the gym regardless . . . so after work, as usual, I trekked my unfucked-for-the-weekend butt to the gym. it was crowded! everyone was trying to work off the Monday blahs. normally, I’d just go and wade through the madness, but I wasn't feeling particularly combative . . . so I just turned right around and went home. I ate a little snack and vegged out in front of the t.v. for a couple of hours. around 9 o'clock, I headed back to my gym, and the volume of people dropped considerably. in fact, it was nearly empty . . . just a few guys (some of them cute) working out. I ran through my routine in under 45 minutes. Incredible . . . I was feeling great, feeling pumped and sore, and, of course, feeling real horny . . . in the men's locker room, it was also almost empty. just a few guys who finished before me . . . showering, changing, etc. so, I took a quick rinse, and headed into the steam room. the steam room at my gym is pretty small . . . but it's tucked away at the very back of the locker room area. as soon as I opened the door, the steam hit, and I started to sweat. there were 3 other guys in there. from what I could tell at first, 2 middle-aged white guys, and 1 young Latin stud. it was pretty obvious that I’d interrupted something . . . hands were clasped over their crotches . . . and not doing a good job of hiding anything. I sat down next to one of the white guys, and got adjusted to the steam. the guy next to me must've been mid-30s with nice strong features: brown hair on his head and chest, nice pecs and arms. he had a bit of a gut and real skinny legs, but he was nice looking. the other white guy was about the same age . . . receding hair line, really nice smooth and tight body and a tit ring. the Latin stud was young . . . my age or so, and real hot: killer dark looks, ripped up abs and really kissable lips. a couple of minutes passed, and I just opened up my towel and brazenly ogled everyone. the Latin stud relaxed first, and started stroking almost immediately. very nice cock . . . about 6 inches or so . . . with a nice long foreskin that he pulled back and forth real sexy like. he leaned back, spread his legs and started pinching his tits. I followed suit. the other guys finally relaxed and joined in the j/o. the one next to me put his hand on my thigh and started massaging me. he leaned over and took my tit into his mouth and gave me a real nice tit-job. that got me all horny. the other white guy moved over to the Latin stud and they started kissing and jacking each other. my guy moved from my tit to my cock. I leaned back and started feeling real nice. I rubbed my sucker's back and chest, and reached down to play with his dick. it was a nice size, average. he got real into it. the Latin stud was soon sucking off his buddy's cock, which looked real thick. Latin boy's mouth was stretched tight, and the white guy was holding his head down. white guy #2 looked over at me when I raised my legs up and push my cocksucker toward my ass. soon, he had his tongue digging into my hole, and I was making kissy faces at whitey #2. Latin boy finally came up for air, and whitey #2 turned him around, and started to munch on his ass. Latin boy was moaning and writhing his ass back real bad. whitey #1 came up and gave me a sloppy funky-ass kiss and began to hump me. I pinched his tits real hard and he groaned into my mouth. eventually, since I moved my ass around trying, his cockhead caught onto my asshole, and he pushed into me. it felt real nice since my ass was slick with his spit and my sweat . . . he started fucking me real nice and slow. I looked over his should to find whitey #2 face-fucking Latin boy again. he watched me watching him. he got up and moved over to us, taking Latin boy with him. he pulled him off his cock, and shoved Latin boy's face into my whitey fucker's ass. I felt his cock jump and wiggle inside me when this happened. I was enjoying myself I heard the Latin boy say something. "c'mon. I’ll pull out," whitey #2 said. "no way. I play safe." "c'mon, it'll feel good." I think (cuz I couldn't see very well behind my fucker) that whitey #2 must've tried something, cuz Latin boy got nasty. "get the fuck offa me." and then Latin boy grabbed his towel and walked out. whitey #2 came over to me and I just smiled and open wide. his cock was nice and big, and really thick. fuck, my mouth hurt stretching wide to fit it inside of me. he started to pinch my tits touching me all over, saying shit like "suck it" and "fuck him raw." whitey #1 started slamming harder and harder. he'd only been fucking me for about 15 or 20 minutes, but he was cumming. I felt his cock pulse in my ass. he kept fucking, telling me how hot my ass was. he pulled out his cummy cock after a few minutes and moved aside. he mumbled thanks and left. whitey #2 moved between my legs and looked me hard in eyes as he slid his cock in. I just grabbed hold his tits and pulled him forward. he leaned over to kiss me as he started to push in. I was nice and slick so his cock moved right in, opening me up. it felt so hot to have a nice wide cock inside my ass. I was moaning and clenching and moving around and chanting "fuck me." we got a nice groove going, when the door to the steam room suddenly opened. we both froze and looked. it was Latin boy again. promptly, whitey #2 started to fuck again. Latin boy came over and watched, stroking his cock. he started rubbing my tits, and then tried to touch whitey. he pushed his hands away. Latin boy tried again, and again, whitey pushed him away. Latin boy turned his attention back to me, and I was loving it. I watched Latin boy and saw that he was hungry for some fun and attention. I pulled him down to me and started kissing him, and with a free hand, jerking him off. he responded nicely. slowly, adamantly, I kissed him harder, and started pulling his arm and body across me. pretty soon, I had him straddling me and rubbing his nice cock against mine. my hands roamed all over his body from his tits to his balls to his ass, kneading and spreading those nice cheeks. we kept kissing and he kept groaning and humping. whitey slowed down his fucking considerably as I did this. soon enough, I felt his cock exit my sore butt. Latin boy tensed up a bit, but I grabbed his head and shoved my tongue into him and twisted his tit. nothing but moaning and groaning. he gasped into my mouth when (I assume) whitey popped into him. I opened my eyes from our kiss and watched his pretty face grimace in pain. I guess he wasn't quite slick enough for whitey. then, our face bouncing began. whitey must've been slamming into him pretty hard because my lips are bruised from bumping into the Latin boy's pretty face. it was a bit of a struggle, but I wiggled my ass onto Latin boy's cock. the look of pleasure on his face was great. he slipped into my nice moist hole and started fucking himself into me and onto the big white cock. soon, white guy did some major fucking, pinning Latin boy against me, and thrusting hard. every time he thrust into Latin boy's ass, Latin boy's cock fucked me. I was in major heaven watching Latin boy lose his raw fucking cherry. soon, Latin boy was moaning heavy and then he nearly screamed out loud if I wasn't kissing him. he came into me, nice and long, shaking and quivering like it was his first orgasm. whitey just kept fucking like there was no tomorrow, not caring that Latin boy had cum. I pulled myself off Latin boy and got up and shoved my cock into his pretty face. he didn't complain much as we both fucked him. I leaned over and kissed white guy and twisted his nips. his fucking made Latin boy's sucking automatic. I leaned into white guy's ear and whispered, "yeah, fuck his ass man. drop your fucking hot load in there. give it to him, man. cum inside him. knock him up real good. c'mon, do it dude. poison him." white guy jack rabbited and dropped his load in about 10 strokes. he kept slamming and cumming and making the sexiest i'm-cumming face. I pulled out and jerked fast, and blew a nice heavy load all over Latin boy's face. I snatched his jaw, and opened his mouth to blow a few shots into him mouth, then shoved my cock in and finished off. l Latin boy swallowed some and I just smeared my cum all over his face. white guy pulled out and just left. I grabbed Latin boy and kissed him some more, but he seemed to want to leave, so I let him. I went out after a few minutes, and saw whitey getting dressed. he motioned me over to him. he asked me when I was gonna be at the gym again.

For me the best gifts have always been experiences, not objects, as well.

Yes !!! There is a prize !!! Hmmm ... now where is that little button we can click on to relieve one's self of loose thought-trainlets, silly demonstrations of inability to compose coherent points of view? I know it's somewhere around the site ... What is particularly inappropriate is when thoughtless individuals waste the intelligence of truly impressive minds, belonging to altruistic individuals who truly do give a hoot about helping others. One last word to Mr. Hungry Hole: There are many qualities that excite a Top's interest, and one of the most important is fucking a man with a brain, and who uses it for other's betterment. Dullness = disinterest. Intelligence = sexy. Intelligence + altruism = totally sexy.

One hardly knows where to begin. Is there a prize for the amount of complete bunk one person can utter in a single post? Because you may have just won it. All your premises fail because you make two false assumptions: 1) That all men are exactly the same; and 2) That all men are exactly like you. Your attempt to science your argument with Masters and Johnson is amusing, but you misinterpret them. “Unable to achieve orgasm” does not mean “loses all interest in sex” during the refractory period for all men. Then, not only do you turn around and refute them by saying that you can point to exceptions to this rule, you also speculate that the findings may not hold at all if the sex isn’t anon and at the kinds of places you go to fuck. But where’s your science to back that up? What? You just pulled that out of your ass? Naturally - that’s where you got all of this drivel. Last week, my local regular Top seeded me three times without stopping. He almost never takes a break between breedings, he just keeps going. I can point to any number of experiences in which other men have kept on going, haven’t even lost their erections between climaxes. I like to think (and have some feedback to support the idea) that part of the reason these Tops keep going is the quality of the ass they’re enjoying. Perhaps quality of service is a factor when men lose all interest after a single climax. Regardless, the empirical evidence is conclusive: You are wrong, and your broad assumptions about other men arise solely from your imagination. This is telling: You would feel someone else’s orgasm as your own? That’s funny, because if you’re feeling what he’s feeling, then you should (according to you) instantly lose interest in sex the moment his orgasm is over. Because an orgasm is an orgasm, right? But you don’t lose interest because you don’t, of course, actually feel other men’s orgasms any more than you can know what’s going on in a Top’s head during and after a fuck. (How you can even read what you wrote without embarrassment is beyond me.) If you wish to continue to discuss your ideas about what you think Tops think, please start your own topic. This line of discussion is not pertinent to the question.

Well worth the wait- so sleazy and so fucking hot

Continue it please!

That was amazing. Nothing like a young slut begging for poz cum.

I'm sorry, but that really gave me a big chuckle. "Do we put the couch against this wall, or that wall? Do we need a fake plant beside it?"

Today, 12-27-21, Washington Plaza, my ass was totally bred by this guy from Sniffies ...

Started out raw (during the epidemic - and on bottom even) and after that - didn't fuck around too much but couldn't resist the allure of bare. I'd try to be good - but found standard bar condoms broke a lot and loved the feeling of being raw SO much it was pretty impossible to stop or go back. Felt sooooo much better and made it so much easier to get in there - and as a 3rd ring lover, you could never feel that on your cock in a condom - but bare ... feeling your head hit that - was so much easier to provoke the reactions you wanted when you wanted. 🙂

Woke up Christmas Day feeling really horny, messaged a few guys to see if they wanted a Christmas present, got response from one of them to get over to his place before he goes over to his parents for Christmas, so I wrapped myself in Christmas paper and drove to his house, knocked on his door. He pulls me into his place and tears the Christmas paper off, say what a great present, bent me over his lounge, spat on my hole and forced his cock inside me, calling me his Christmas whore, 15 minutes later he was pumping me full of cum, pulled his cock out grabbed me by my hair and forced my face down to his cock to clean, after cleaning his cock he had me rim his his hairy asshole. I ran to my car as I was naked and drove home with his cum leaking out of me onto my seat, when I pulled into my garage and got out the car, I licked up the cum of my car seat. Got another message then from a couple looking for some fun, invited them over to my place, answered the door when they arrived naked, both of them were happy to see I was ready, as they entered they were getting undressed, both had hard one, and saw that my ass was wet with cum already they flipped a coin to see who got me last, pushed me to the lounge room had me knee down doggy style and started to spit roast me, was gagging on the cock in my mouth as he is the bigger of two, the other asked me how hard he could fuck me, my response was I don't care, just fuck my used cunt, and man did he fuck me hard, spanking my ass getting right on top of me so his cock was punching my prostate before going deep, it was that hard, I felt as if I needed to pee, within in minutes my clitty was oozing cum as I had an orgasm, he pound my cunt solidly for 20 minutes before blowing his load inside me, his partner then took his go, once again getting his angle of attack that he was also punching my prostate being bigger than his partner, it was hurting with pleasure, within minutes my bladder gave way and I was pissing on the floor, moaning as he kept the assault up on my cunt, whilst he said he was going fuck all the cum in me deeper, so it would never come out, 30 or so minutes later he dumped a massive load inside my, told his partner to find my biggest butt plug so he could shove it into my to keep there loads in me. They had me clean up the mess I made on my floor with my tongue before they left saying that is the best Christmas present every. I left the butt plug in got ready to go visit family that afternoon, knowing I was a great present for 3 people and the bonus is I got 3 presents too. My younger sister was asking me why I was walking a bit funny, I told her what had happened, she called me the biggest whore she knows of, and wished she had a Christmas fuck. Of course my 2 sisters know what I get up to, my brother's and dad and mum, they know I'm bi but refuse to acknowledge it. Or I should say I tend to be more gay these days, as I love cock more than pussy.

Looking to make some piggy friends around the London area with my boyfriend. We are both pretty sleazy, into WS and cumswapping for example. I am top and my boyfriend is Vers bottom. Some of my kinks include ff, breeding, choking, rimming and spit. Pics are of me. 🙂

When I got home, I text Lincoln and waited for fifteen minutes and nothing. I text Jeff, he did not respond after waiting 15 minutes and I still had not heard from Lincoln. I text Bryce, I did get a text from him, and he said babe, how are you? I miss you. I text him back and said I miss you too. Babe, I will not be in until late on Thursday night. I am having a test sent to you next day air. It will be addressed to me with a note to leave it at your apartment. I need you to take the text and send me the results. They need it for your shoot. Can you do that for me? I told him, sure. Then I said, can’t wait to see you. It was late and I was worn out, I feel asleep and did not wait until 10 Am. I made breakfast, for some reason I was so hungry. Then, I tried to kill time and catch up on homework, watching my phone trying to get any message from either Jeff or Lincoln. Lincoln, finally text me back. He said babe, I must head out of town for a shoot but will be back on Monday. The director asked us to do one more test run and once that is over you are in. The shoot pays $5,000.00. I said no way, so they will pay me $5,000.00. He said, yes! They are always looking for new talent. I have been bragging about you and how talented you are. Thanks babe, I said. So, when can I see you? Monday are you free? I said, sure during the day is better for me but let me know and we can work out the time and all. Okay Babe, Lincoln said. I will talk to you later. Fuck, you have such a great ass. I must go but will try to text over the weekend. When I do a shoot, it does not always work out that I can get away. I understand, I text back. I felt a lot better; I knew I could not take any dick. My ass was sore and open still from all the stretching and I had a shoot myself on Friday. I was horny, I could suck some dick. I had a craving for cum for some reason. I went to squirt and set up a profile bttmcocksucker24 and searched for glory holes. I found a spot at a bookstore not too far from the house. I had never even realized the place existed. I got around and headed over to the place, it talked about the back video booths, I went over, slide into the back area and realized I needed some money. I had a $20.00 and went up and cashed it in for ten $1.00 and two $5.00 bills. Then I went back into the back. I checked the first three booths on the left and no glory holes. I peeked through the hole and saw that there were holes in the last three booths. I slipped into the middle one and put my money in. I went through the channels until I found a bottom getting gangbanged bareback. I was getting hard thinking about being that bottom. I had feed my second dollar in, and I heard the door to the right of me open, close and lock. I peeked through the hole, all I could see was a tall guy, in a suit he seemed in good shape, he had nice shoes. He was rubbing his crotch; he turned and saw me looking. I pulled back and sat there and suddenly his dick slide through the hole. It was nice and thick, uncut and must have been eight and half long. I licked and sucked on his foreskin and rolled it back and sucked that nice fat cock. He pulled out and unbuttoned his suit pants and pulled his underwear down exposing a red bush. I had never sucked or even played with a ginger. I went back to sucking his dick. I sucked and deep throated his big dick, soon I could hear him moaning. Then whispering, fuck yea. Suck that dick boy, He pulled out and I was disappointed. He turned around and pushed his ass up to the hole and spread his checks, then told me to eat his hole. I fed a $5.00 bill and I licked and tonged his hole for a couple minutes. I even tongue fucked it, as he moaned and then he pulled off and shoved his dick through, I engulfed it and sucked for another minute, and she shot in my mouth. I swallowed him, just as he said swallow my load. He left his dick hanging out of his pants in his both and then slide a piece of paper though the hole. It has his number on it, he said be here tomorrow same time. I will feed you another load. I thanked him and said I would be there. I liked that pink hole so much, it stated so hot, and that load was sweeter than anything other cum I had tasted. I text him right away, this is the guy in the booth. Thanks again for the load. He texts back, how old are you? I hit him back, 23. He text nice boy. Hope you are up for a regular thing, wife is pregnant, and I am not getting it at home, she also does not ass. I sent back a text, glad to help! That is when I heard the door to the left and right opening and closing. I was a bit overwhelmed but picked into the right, there was a guy in a uniform, UPS, I think. He had shorts on and boots. He had nice legs. Then I peeked into the left and it was a short heavy guy. I quickly pulled back. I went back to the right. He was just standing there watching straight porn. I could hear it, he stepped back, and I could see he was jacking his dick. I rubbed the bottom of the hole instinctually. He did not do anything. I watched and the guy on the left slide his dick through. Thick seven inches and I was not interested. I again slide my finger through the hole, and I heard him unfasten his belt, slide his underwear down and step to the hole. His dick was right at the hole, he did not slide it through. I reached out and touched it. Hit was medium thickness but pretty. I got down and licked his head and sucked the tip. He pushed another inch through, and I could suck the head and then he pushed the rest through. Had to be nine inches. He did not say anything but fucked my throat, after five minutes he shot his load down my throat, the only sound I heard from him was a grunt and moan as he came. He let me suck his cock a little longer and pulled out and shoved his dick back into his shorts and left. The old guy looked through the hole and said, it is my turn now? I did not say anything but when my $5.00 ran out I left and headed home. I was satisfied for a couple hours, I checked squirt before heading out to the bookstore. I had a few messages but one of interest. He was 28 straight 5’11 180 muscled and just looking for oral. No kissing, will not touch you in any way, just need my junk service until you swallow my load and leave. No talking! If you talk, you must leave. I was suddenly hard. I emailed him back that I was interested. When and where? He responded quickly and said he would be out of his meeting by 6 and he would be ready by 6:30 tonight and his hotel info. Fuck, I told him yes, I am free, I can be there at 6:30 He emailed that he would be on when he is back to his hotel, and we could confirm then. His pics were hot as fuck, and he had a thick long dick. I text Jeff again, asking what time he would be home? He finally responded that everything was pushed to Saturday. Sorry babe, I have no control and they are working me like a dog. I text him back I was disappointed. He shot back, a broken heart. I was not sure what that meant exactly. Decided it mean his heart was broken that I was disappointed. I text him back that he could make up for it when he got home, to that there was no response. I headed back to the bookstore, cashed in another $10.00 and headed back. There was someone in the left and I went into the middle again. I put my money in, and a finger came through. I just watched the video; I heard the door on the right open and close. I sat down, looked through the hole. Young guy, 5’9 160 blond he was rubbing his crotch and I put my finger up to the hole and rubbed the bottom. He immediately put his hard dick through, and I began to suck it. He had a nice seven-inch dick and I ingulfed it and he immediately began to moan. I edged him, not wanting him to cum. I pulled his balls through and sucked and licked them, lifted them and tongued his taint, he pulled out and backed his bubble ass up to the hole and spread his cheeks and I licked and tongued that hot hole and then tongue fucked him, and he was moaning loud. I wanted his cum and knew he was close and pulled off, saying feed me your hot cock and he turned and slide through and I caught him just in time, 30 seconds later he shot in my mouth. I liked my lips as he pulled up his pants and zipped up and left. The guy in the other booth left also, coming over to the end booth. He stood there as I looked up and he had to be 6’4 lean and about 35 years old. This time he did not put his finger at the hole but instead unzipped and fed his soft cock through. It had to be seven inches before I started sucking it. I lifted it and put it in my mouth, and he grew to 10 inches, thin 10 inches! I sucked and licked hit dick and he was moaning. He pulled out, bent down and said, if you want to orally service me go to booth seven. He zipped up and opened the door and went to booth seven and left the door cracked. I got up and headed to the booth nervous but opened the booth and this good-looking guy was there. He had auburn hair and a beard. He could have modeled. I entered and he told me how cute I was and leaned down and kissed me. I could not help but kiss him back. We made out for a little while and his hand made it down to my shorts and he unbuttoned them and pushed them down with my underwear. He played and rubbed my balls and cock while he made out with me. Then he broke the kiss, pulled off my shirt, picked me up and put me on the chair. He then kissed my neck down to my right nip and sucked on it. Then my left. He kissed all way down to my little cock and sucked me and then licked my balls. He soon had my cock and balls in his mouth, and he sucked me like no one else has ever and I soon came in his mouth. That is a good boy, give daddy his cum. He releases my cock and balls and came back and kissed me. When he came up for air, if you want to suck my cock, suck my balls and eat my hole like you did for the young guy you have to come to my apartment. I live three blocks form here. He asked for my phone sent himself a text, then handed me the phone back. Then he texts me his address. He kissed me one more time, then said, I will walk out first, and you wait a minute and leave. Okay? Yea, that works!

I got dressed and sat there with Jake’s cum in my hole and waiting for Lincoln. I was alone, board and horned up. I sat on the sofa, opened BBRT and checked messages. I opened a message from that fat dicked undetectable guy. It ready, boy are you ready for my third load. It was him that came over to that guy's house. I had a ton of messages, I shut it down since Lincoln walked in. He kissed and told me how glad he was to see me, and that Jake liked me, but he was not convinced yet. He said, Jack is coming back. Let me make use each a smoothie and we can have some fun before Jake gets back. I said OKAY and he was in the kitchen making what turned out to be amazing smoothies. I was hungry and sucked mine down quickly. He leaned in again and kissed me. He said, what do you think about Jake? Big cock on him, right? I said he is a good-looking guy and fuck his dick is huge. Yea, I like shooting films with him. He is a great screen partner. Well, we are really close to getting you in the next film. The director sent over some paperwork for you to sign in case he takes you. Lincoln put it out, I signed it again without reading it. Lincoln leaned down and kissed me. Then he led me to the paly room and undressed me and put me up on the table. He spread my checks and said wow, your hole is so beautiful. I cannot wait to get inside you. He played with my hole while he rubbed my balls and dick and then he pulled out the balls, started with the medium ones and soon worked up to the large ones. He kept telling me how great I was doing. There was a new set of two balls. The others were stainless steel looking, and these were bright orange. They seemed so much bigger sitting next to the stainless-steel sets. He grabbed one and lubed it up with elbow grease, putting more on my hole and pushing it inside me. Then he placed it at my hole and pressed. I could feel the pressure and thought fuck there is no way that is going it. He said push baby, open for me. I did and still nothing. He coached me thought the pushing and soon the ball was slightly entering me, and it hurt like fuck. He worked it for ten minutes with me wincing and almost screaming at some points the pain was so intense he finally got the ball in me. That make me panic and beg him to take it out, please it hurts. I cannot do this. He rubbed my chest and leaned down and said breathe babe. I cannot help you; you must help yourself. I started with short breathes, panted like you see women do in labor. The ball still hurt so bad. After five minutes and panic, I stated to relax a little. He finally brough me poppers, I took four huffs each side, that helped a lot. He rubbed my stomach and told me how proud he was of me. Then he said, babe it is time to exercise those ass muscles. I shook my head no, he said that is the only way you can get the ball out. You can do it babe. I pushed hard and it moved a little, more pushing and the pain began to build. Lincoln encouraged me and soon the ball was cresting. That was the most painful, I needed it to end but I lost control, the ball went back into my ass. I was so defeated I almost hyperventilated. Lincoln was so sweet to me and rubbed and kissed my chest, saying babe, this sometimes happens. You will get it this time. It took two more times; I finally got the ball to push out. Lincoln kissed me and told me how amazing I was. That was rough I though. He said let’s take a break and we showered laid on his bed and talked what life together would be like. Lots of kissing and I was totally loving him so much. It was about an hour later he said, time to practice more. I really did not want to, but I did not want to disappoint him. We headed back into the playroom, and he undressed me again, I went to get back up on the table, but he directed me to this large step like you see at the gym they use for jumping up on. He stood me up on there and had me bend over and he lubed up my hole again and then grabbed an obscenely large dildo. He fastened it to the stand. He sucked my dick getting me hard while he played with my balls. Then he pulled away saying, I want to watch your ride that huge dildo. There I was with a raging boner and this hot man that I really wanted to please in front of me, so I bend down and straddled the dildo, lining it up with my hole and sat on it. It did not immediately go in, but I pressed harder, the pain came back, and I pulled off. You can do it babe, come on show me you want to be with me. I did it again and again until I was able to lower myself two inches, then three, finally I had eight inches inside me. The entire time I was winching and grunting in pain. He said stay there babe, he came over and rubbed my balls and penis as he kissed me. Then while we were kissing, he placed both arms on my legs, slowly pushing me down a little on the dildo all the time kissing me as I grunted and moaned in pain. Lincoln whispered, two more inches babe. Give me two more inches. He backed away again and I struggled, he suggested I pull off and start over. I slowly pulled off and lined up my hole again and slide down with more ease until I got to eight inches and again, I was suck. I put my weight into it and pressed, fuck this fucking hurts, then I felt a pop and it went down another inch. I eventually got the two inches in, and Lincoln came back over, this time he sucked my cock hard and told me he wanted me to rde it up and down while he watched. He backed away and undressed and his cock was rock hard. Seeing his hot body and huge dick made me horny, I just imagined him inside me, and I began to fuck myself with that huge dildo. The pain had turned to pleasure, and I was getting into it, I felt my balls tighten and on the last motion down I shot a load without touching myself. He came over telling me how beautiful that was, it was a million-dollar shot. He then kissed me, as he slowly pulled me off the dildo. He laid me on the table on my back, slide four fingers inside me and then his thumb and soon his fist. This time his fist went inside me and more of his arm. He told me to swallow my arm babe. That is so hot. This time it felt even better. This went on for fifteen minutes and my dick as hard again, my balls were getting tight, and I shot another load hands free. He leaned in and told me; most boys cannot do that. You have a great talent boy. His arm and fist started to come out of me, and he replaced it with his dick, he fucked me long and deep till he shot his load inside me. We kissed and he carried me to the shower, we made out more and cleaned up. He told me what a hot boy I am, he went on to tell me how lucky he was to find me. We snuggled with him holding me. I got goose bumps a couple time as he ran his hand over my body. We dozed off, his phone buzzer went off, he got up and I followed. He said, time for another smoothie. Jake will be here soon. You want to see Jake, don’t you? Sure, I said. Good he wants to see you again. Really, yea he said you have a lot of potential. That is good, right, I said. Yes, that is very good. Jake has been in the industry longer, so he knows what it takes for a bottom to make it. He thinks you may have what it takes. I just smiled ear to ear. I drank my smoothie, as did he. We hung out and he held me while we watched tv and thirty minutes later in walks Jake. He buddy, glad you could come back Lincoln said. I really like this guy and I want him my next film. He already signed the releases and agreements. He just needs your endorsement for the director to allow him in. Jake said, well that is what I am here for, boy you ready to show me what you can do? I said, yes for sure. Jake smiled and devilish smile. He started to undress as he walked in the playroom. Lincoln grabbed my hand and we walked into the playroom. Jake was naked with his half hard dick having between his legs and Lincoln said, go help him out there. I walked over and got on my knees and lifted his huge dick and began to suck on his dick. He held my head as he shoved his dick down my throat. Jake fucked my throat, then let me up for air. This went on for twenty minutes with intervals of four and five minutes at a time. He finally pulled out and said, I will pass him on cock sucking. Would have liked to have cum but he is still good enough for a film. I looked at Lincoln and he winked. He lifted me up on the table and examined my hole. Nice boy looks like you have been practicing. He lubed up my hole and his fist and he stated to finger my hole. I placed his left hand in front of me and told me to look at it. See how big my hand is boy? I said yes! He said, in order to give my approval, I need to be able to get this inside you. Oh, and by the way. Your hands are different sizes, everyone's are different. That is my left and my right hand is the larger of the two. I started to get nervous. I started to shake, Lincoln said. Babe, you got this, just relax your hole and push out when he tells you. Remember I love you! Jake began fingering deeper and with three then four fingers. He pressed knuckles deep, then twisting them around. Much better boy, I see the work you have put in. Let’s see if it paid off. He slid his thumb down and pressed. He slides his left hand under my chest and tweaked my nipple, saying. You want to be a good boy, don’t you? I said yes, I do. Good boy followed. He pressed harder and I groaned and winched and then he said push boy. Be a good little whore and open that hole for me. I pushed as he twisted, he kept coaching me on the sixth attempt he pushed past my ring and entered me, I remember to breathe through the pain. He held there and then pulled slowly out. He worked my hole deeper and deeper and soon had me on his forearm. The pain was still intense, I was making lots of noise. He said, I am impressed at a point and then slowly pulled out. I thought we were done but he had me flip over on my back and hold my legs up. Need to see if you can handle me from a different position. I did, he repositioned me to a different angle and slide his finger, then fist inside me and soon was fisting me to his forearm, ten minutes in the pain had subsided and I was moaning and again I shot another load hands free. Okay, I agree you are good. One more test. He got up on the padded table after getting me down. Lincoln came over and lifted me back up, saying sit on his dick. I lowered myself on that huge dick and Jake pulled me forward while he fucked me. He used my hole for three minutes as I moaned. I really like him fucking me now. I felt the table shift, it was Lincoln, and he pressed his big dick up against my hole and worked it and it slowly gave way and slide in next to jack. The pain was so intense, I begged them to stop, Jack grabbed my mouth whit his hand and muffled my screams as they raped my hole. Lincoln was rough, fucking open that cunt boy. We are going to wreck that hole. Make you a pussy boy for fist tops you fucking cunt. This went on for twenty minutes, both calling me names and using my hole until Jake shot first and Lincoln came after. Jake held me as Lincoln pulled out and went to the shower. Jake stayed inside me. He fucked me for another couple minutes and let go of my mouth. I was in shock; they were both so rough and talked so rough. I honestly felt like they raped me. Jake said, I approve you for the film. You have an amazing hole and that thing you do with cumming hands free is hot on film. I thought that sounded odd, bet he meant it will be hot on film. He held me there and then said lets shower, we can use the other one. I went with Jake and wondered what happened to Jake. Once we were clean, we headed back to the playroom, got dressed and Jake said, Lincoln got called out on an emergency. Do you need a ride home, I was totally dejected, I sadly said yes, that would be great! Not wanting to go, wishing Lincoln was giving me a ride home.

The chalet had a layout like any other chalet you find, standard floor plan with a living room and 2 bedrooms. However, the decor that it had was fascinating. There were framed black and white photos Jérome fucking, hung on the walls. Different sizes and shots mostly focused on his or the bottom's expression. I got to give credit to the photographer who took the photos as it wasn't purely smut, it was actual erotica. In the hallway leading to the main bedroom, lined a series of portraits of different guys staring blankly, clearly tweaked or on something. Each held a board that resembled a mug shot sign, indicating their name, age and loads taken with the date. I counted 8 photos lining up opposite each other in the hallway. Sir joked that mine would probably be on the door. "It's 1 PM. I'll give you an hour to settle in. Wear anything you want and have a look at the itinerary. Remember, no refusals at all. Any questions?" "What do you prefer I wear, Sir?" I opened my bag and laid down the attire I had. "None of that fruity shit. You want what I want you to wear? Follow me." I followed Sir to the closet door and he took out a chest with a label "Mark Boy #4" on it. "You got a great body, an athletic one, reminds me of a jock I knew." A black football helmet with a biohazard sign on the back was put on me with an elastic jock pulled through my legs. The label on the band said "SLUT" in bold and italic. I could tell it wasn't washed from the crystalized dry cum that scrotum pad had. I then had to put on a pair of white high knees sock with black striped that contained99 followed by a pair of damaged Adidas Stan Smith. A leather shoulder pad was also put on over me that had hooks. I guess it also doubled as a harness. Finally, Sir attached a pair of kneeguard on me. "So that those knees don't fail on ya ;)" "You still have 10 minutes. Make the most of it before we start." I decided to go to the kitchen, opening the case laid on the counter to rejuvenate myself. A bottle of pre-made G at set measurement. A bag of T shards and a clean glass pipe. "Take as much as you need, you'll be begging me for more after this. And only I will control your intake. Except for this though. I'm not that unforgiving" A bottle of poppers tied to an armband was thrown to me. I secured it on my left arm, accessible at any time. I did a few hits of T and swallowed the G, inhibiting myself a bit. "When you're ready, make yourself comfortable in the living room." The clock was 2.55, I assumed that at 3, my breaking will commence. Sir came out of the bedroom, slowly dimming the lights and closing the shutters, making night fall in a split second within these walls. The same techno music started to play. It was soothing, repetitive and had hints of chanting. Very spiritual too. I was laying down on the sofa and stared at the ceiling, appreciating the dark colorful lights coming from the projector and slowly closed my eyes waiting for Sir, or Jérome, I didn't know. The names started to lose meaning and I could tell I was starting to lose myself. "Boy!" I jolted and stood straight on the armchair, now processing what I'm seeing. Sir was standing above of me, holding an hourglass that was on the coffee table while having a hit. "T-Minus 30 seconds, boy, you're going to be transformed soon. " I didn't realise that during my short doze, Sir managed to tie me up and pushed me off the chair, kneeling in front of him. The G was quite something. I was now my knees, trying to maintain my posture when Sir attached his final ornament on me, a collar. While tightening it, he assured me that it wouldn't affect my breathing and that until the collar is off, I am obligated to obey him. As I responded with Yes, Sir, Jérome closed my mouth with his and shotgun a hit, sending me to cloud 9. "As I mentioned, I control your intake tonight." My eyes lit up and I could only respond with nods and agreements to whatever Sir was starting to say, "Your ass is going to get worked by daddy, right son?" "Daddy's going to see how bad you've been, smoking T behind daddy's back, you've been a naughty slut haven't you?" "You going to take daddy's friend's dick? Let them breed you too? More variety in your gut now son?" "Daddy's going to breed you well boy, you're a good sport, I can see that, winning in the field, now you're winning daddy's dick." "You want my poz load in you boy? Daddie's friends poz load too...?" Every taunt that Sir said, I responded in Yes, Sir or Yes, Daddy. "You're going to obey Sir and lisen to Daddy, right Bryan?" That sent me of the edge in trying to tell who's who. He was masterful in his seduction. I just shouted Yes! "Very well, slut." After whispering and taunting me while caressing my head, Sir began to play with my hole. I could feel index finger and the nail, longer than usual, invading me. It was dry at first, but Sir then covered his finger with some shards and coconut oil to make his special lube. The second time his finger was in me, I could only moan in pleasure. I didn't notice that he already had 3 fingers in me, telling me that this feeling isn't going to last forever. "From extreme pleasure to extreme pain, that's how I break you, boy. Cause after this, the only pleasure that you seek and the pain you avoid will come from me." After having my hole inspected and laced with T, Sir took out a pair of clippers and attached it to my nipples, sending me to a series of screams and adjustment. I now understand what Sir is going to do. This isn't just a test to see if I can be a part of Sir's group but also a chance for me to prove to Sir that I deserve to be the one with the portrait hung on the main door. I wailed momentarily and said Thank You Very Much, Sir. With the clips adjusting itself to my nipples, I began to also slowly have a hard on forming. Rarely does this happen to me on T. At first sight, Sir slapped my jock pouch and squeezed it, making me yelp more. It was then flaccid again. I was still stood on the floor, but arched with Sir's hand examining my hole. "Bonne salope." Sir said with both his hands now on my ass. He dived in to tongue my hole and slowly rimmed me, letting the lube leak out of my hole, massaging it and electrifying the nerves around my sphincter. I can't even try to describe or even retell the pleasure I felt. It's as if my hole had a new purpose of being devoured by Sir. Slowly, I was surrendering part of me to Jérome. For around 20 minutes, Sir did not stop and once he was satisfied, he strike a slap on my ass cheek, releasing a moan from me. "Time for pain. Remember, pleasure, and pain boy." A cane was then taken from the ottoman opposite of the coffee table. 3 different lengths, 3 different strengths. The first one was light, the second was relatively painful, and the third one made from rattan and leather left me in tears. Strokes of Sir's hit left symmetrical cut marks on both my ass cheeks. There was only dried blood and Sir didn't stop hitting as he told me to "Not worry, as it'll dry out. Remember, no turning back." Sir made sure that I remember my decision to do this and I had no regrets. The pain evened out the pleasure. I was exploring a side I didn't know I had with Jérome. For the next 3 hours, in the living room, I was disciplined with the cane on the feet, ass and my back. In return, I got rimmed and finally fisted by Sir. After the final hit that left my back in cuts that were now slowly letting out blood, Sir came up to me and told me that my ass is calling his fist. But before answering, he needs to be sure that I can accommodate other things first. From my bag, Sir took out the largest dildo and feigned a laugh. Not big enough. He went to the drawer and pulled out a row of his collection, made from polished stainless steel. Built to withstand any ass muscle. The first dildo he inserted felt like it weight more than a pound, cooling my insides as the heat from my body acclimatize to the toy. Sir pulled in and out, easing my ass clenching to it. The second dildo Sir used had a bigger girth and I could now feel my hole dilating. I started to moan and begged Sir to go further. "Yes, son, that's the way, let's stretch out your hole now, daddy's here." Jérome alternating between Sir and Daddy had catalyzed this strong feeling and attraction I had toward him. It's not just the repressed daddy issues that was now beginning to manifest, it was also the submissive nature I take pleasure in. I knew that despite everything that Jérome will do to me for the next couple of days, I will accept it with grace. Anything. I am now his, I thought, with the 2nd toy's base finally being enclosed by my sphincter. "Goood boy!" The dildo was then pulled with great force that I yelp out another series of pain and moan that could be either pain or pleasure. I knew that I was learning and most of all, obeying what Sir Jérome, or Daddy, or Master tells me to do. The third toy was now larger, with a bigger girth and resembled two attached dildos, as if used for double penetration. I thought receiving it wouldn't be as hard but because my sphincter was already torn, I still had to endure the gap between the two shaft had in me. I was now moaning and panting, something Sir took pleasure in witnessing. "There boy, toy no. 3 makes it feel as if you're getting 2 dicks. By Thursday, you'll be getting 3 inside you. Real ones. I'm also getting you ready for more." I continued to moan and thank Jérome, letting out a request this time to get a hit, seeing that the pain was overtaking the pleasure. "Ah ah boy, not until I say so. You gotta earn your hit." With that, he stroked the double dildo into me and slapped my ass hard. This time, he was wearing a leather glove. I wasn't sure how long the pain lasted but I did remember suddenly having my attachments loosen up and being laid on the sofa. Panting, Jérome gave me some water that he was drinking and passed me a pipe to do my first hit in 2 hours. The wave is back I thought and I was now adjusting myself on the sofa. Still in the sports gear, I can't believe how far my ass was worked by Jérome. The TV above the fireplace was then turned on and I watched a recording of myself. It seemed as if there were cameras placed at the corner of the ceiling and by the window, difficult to see from the regular eye but hidden in certain ornaments and decorations that were strategically placed to give a camera view that would rival most studios. Before I was done with my 3 hit, Sir attached a gag ball with a hole and jammed his flaccid dick into me, letting me savor his shaft for the first time. Salty from the sweat and humidity we were in, mixed with a taste of G that he probably rinsed with. Sir held my head in a still position and began to relief himself, letting his piss flow in my throat as I mindlessly gulped. The taste at first was strong and pungent but then I got used to it. My heart began to pound even more and I could tell that the chems that Sir had were now being metabolized by me. In a way, what we were doing wasn't short of sustainable. I was still in control as Sir assured me that the previous boys he had were already shivering. Sir took off the gag and held my head, pecking me softly and kissing me, tasting the piss stains from my lips and cheeks, spitting back into me and finally pulling the nipple clamps off. I could only screech in relief. "We're now going to take a little break cause it's almost night time. Well actual night time I mean." 7 PM. How time flies. 12 hours ago, I was getting ready for something I didn't have any idea on. 6 hours ago, I had my hole fingered and now, a few minutes ago, I had drank someone's piss for the first time. I can slowly feel myself breaking my old shell, satisfied at my decisions and having zero regrets. I collected myself on the sofa and took the envelope with the itinerary. Sunday 2 PM - 7 PM - Introduction / Hole Play 7 PM - 8:30 PM - Intermission 8:30 PM - 2:30 AM - Sling, Bondage & Whips Monday 2:30 AM - 6:30 AM - Recovery 9:00 AM - 3:00 PM - Introduction to Members The description was vague and kinda useless as I didn't know what was going to happen exactly. When will Sir fuck me? When will I get bred? These were my current desires that I had to immediately obtain. I guess making me anticipate would only intensify the accomplishment I'll get. Perhaps I will be rewarded with a fuck. Or maybe I will be humiliated more, suffering from more forms of torture that Sir wants. In the heat of uncertainty, I was still horny and most of all feeling great with the substances that Sir fed me. To keep my hole clean and proper, I wasn't allowed to eat but only consume liquid. Thankfully, there was no urge to do a no. 2 as Sir was also keen on douching me regularly during our time. The clock hit 8 PM and I was still seated in front of the fireplace, observing the way I was getting my hole worked. I took mental notes on how to gyrate myself better, making it easier for Sir to reach me and feel me. It was enlightening to watch myself in this way. Sir passed by me and then switch the video, showing me the previous boy he had. Apparently, it was his final night, after being confirmed to be a part of the group. It was a short clip, probably 3 minutes max, of a boy, probably early 20s, latino with a nice bubble butt, bouncing on two old guys dick. Moans of pleasure and yeah's by men surrounding him encouraged him to fuck himself on the two guys, with Sir finally asking the boy whether He's grateful to be a part of the brotherhood, aiming to foster its growth and longevity of his strain. The boy, fixated on Sir while moving his hips up and down, responded I'm fucking grateful to be the latest member of the brotherhood and that I will fulfill its mission when it is finally sealed. The next cut of the video showed the boy, now in clothes, opening an envelope, and then showing the letter to the camera, with his results being positive. The video ends with Sir holding up his chin, congratulating and telling him, "Bienvenue dans la fraternité, Daniel." Daniel could only smile as he picked up a board detailing his name, Daniel Hernandez, age, 23, and date of membership, 13 July 2019. This is when his portrait is taken, first upper torso, then side profile with his clothes off. His body had a narrow scorpion tattoo now on the neck, with the tail trailing from the navel. The boy looked completely fucked, with a buzzcut and defined eyebrows but satisfied. I could envision me in the same position soon. Maybe a biohazard tattoo behind my neck like some guys have. Or on my chest, with both my nipples pierced. "Intermission's over, boy. Like what you saw?" Sir came back with ropes and locks of chains in his hand. Not only did I like what I saw, I envied it. I wanted to be better than Daniel and make Jérome take a fat drag after he's done with me. "Where is Daniel now?" "Ottawa. Not that far. He stung 2 guys, both willingly, both in university. Not far from your likes, I suppose. He was a good fuck. A bit loud though. I guess you're better in that aspect..." Sir now laid down the ropes on the table and slowly made me wear ankle and armbands with hooks. "It's time for us to head to the bedroom now, no sleep of course." My outfit this time changed, and rather than the jock theme earlier, it was now more leather. A leather jock, boots, harness and mask with only a mouth hole were what I had to change into. I was a bit relief that the stench of Sir's piss was no longer a problem. Without any sight, I was guided into the room and holstered on to what I suppose was a sling. The eyezip of the mask was then opened and I could see myself hung beneath a platform mirror. The bedroom had mirrors on each side of the walls in addition to the ceiling, with porcelain tiles arranged in a circular manner, making the person on the sling its centerpiece. Sir had lit up candles and I was leaning on to the possibility that things are starting to get sensual. But I stand corrected as Sir now started to tie my limbs tightly and with no mercy, making me screech again while I try to figure out what was going to happen to me. Since I was still wearing the mask, Sir had also manage to put a sort of oxygen mask on me that was attached to a glass bong, lighting it up as I respired. Once again, I felt the hit and became defenseless to what Sir is about to do to me...

Ok guys, here's the next chapter. I'm working on the next couple so they should be posted soon. I'm not done with Colt and Austin yet, more fun to cum. Thanks to everyone who enjoys my stories, and I'll work the other ones too. You know what they say, good things come to those who wait. Kinda like orgasm denial, lol. Part 16 True to my word, I kept the cage on Colt all week, fucking his pussy twice a night and not letting him cum. He was horny beyond belief and constantly begged for it to be removed. I loved it. I loved controlling him. I would send him texts all day telling him what a nasty little cock whore he was. Telling him how I was going to ram his hot little pussy like the cumdump it was. I would make him send me texts back telling me what a pathetic fag he was, and how desperate he was for my cum. Thursday rolled around and we layed snuggled in his bed, a fresh load of my cum deep inside him, plugged so it wouldn't leak out. We we're sharing the bong when we heard his father Chet come home. Well, stumble home was more like it. A couple of Thursdays a month Chet would go drinking with his buddies. Almost everytime he would get totally wasted. He certainly was as we heard him crashing around, trying unsuccessfully to be quiet. Eventually, we heard no more noise and I knew Chet was passed out on the couch. Colt's mom, Anna, didn't mind her husband going out drinking, after all he worked hard and was a good husband, but she refused to let him in her bed when he was drunk, so he always slept on the couch. Now Chet was one of those dead to the world drunks. Once he passed out, an act of God couldn't arouse him. This of course gave me a nasty idea. "I need to get some water." I said as I jumped out of the bed, returning a couple minutes later. I motioned for Colt to follow me as I grabbed my phone, which he did with a confused expression on his face. I guided him to the living room where his dad was splayed out on couch. Chet had managed to get his shoes off and his jeans half off, leaving him there in his boxers and tee-shirt, snoring like a lumberjack. At least I knew where Colt got it from. I also knew where Colt got everything else from too. Chet was a fucking stud and Colt was his carbon copy. Same curly brown hair, same green eyes, same nose, same everything. The only difference was Chet wasn't quite as large as Colt. Maybe two inches shorter but still fucking built. And hairy. Hopefully Colt will be as hairy as his dad one day. The only thing I wasn't sure about was his cock. I fished in his open boxers and pulled out his limp dick. Even lying there, it pretty much looked like Colt's. "What the fuck are you doing?" Colt whispered. I walked up to his ear and whispered back, "I wanna see just how much of a cock whore you really are. I wanna see you suck your dad." "No way!" He whispered back. "What if he wakes up?" I walked to Chet's head and shook his shoulder while I practically yelled in his ear, "Wake up Chet! Wake up!" He just grunted and continued snoring. "See, nothing could wake him up right now." "I don't know...." Colt said, hesitantly. I just grabbed the back of his head and jerked it back as I grabbed his balls and squeezed hard. Colt let out a gasp. "You'll do what I fuckin say you worthless faggot." I snarled at him. "Now get down there and suck your father's cock!" I ordered him. Colt sank slowly to his knees without another word and crawled over to his passed out dad. I could hear him breathing shallowly from nerves as his trembling hand slowly reached for his father's dick. He looked at me one more time and I snapped my fingers, pointing to the cock in his hand. Colt opened his mouth and gingerly placed Chet's cock into it while watching his face for signs of reaction. Chet just continued snoring. I started filming as Colt began to actually suck his dad's cock, and much to my delight, it quickly grew hard and soon reached it's full hardness. It wasn't as big as Colt's, but it was still impressive and I'm sure more than satisfied his mom, as was evidenced from the frequent fucking we would hear from their bedroom. I stared in wonder as Colt really began to give his old man a stellar blow job, deep throating his cock and using his talented throat muscles to massage the big throbbing tool. Chet just continued to snore with the occasional grunt and light moan, oblivious to the fact that his own flesh and blood was providing him pleasure. He was probably dreaming of some big tittied ho going to town on him. Well, it was a ho, just a different type of one. My cock was hard as a rock as I watched this obscene display before me as Colt proved he was the ultimate filthy cock hound, slobbering all over his dad's big cock. I couldn't resist as I knelt behind him and pulled out the plug. I lined up my cock with his hole. His loose cunt just swallowed me up as Colt threw his head back and groaned. Then he looked at me over his shoulder, his mouth open, tongue hanging out, panting like a bitch in heat. I saw that crazed look of uncontrollable lust in his eyes as he snorted like a pig before diving back down on Chet's cock. I grabbed his hair and started pounding his face into Chet's crotch as I pounded my cock into his other cumhole, beyond caring if Chet woke up or not. If he did, he'd learn what a complete and total faggot his baby boy was. Luckily, Chet just stayed in his drunken stupor as his son basically raped him. "Fuck yea, you fuckin whore!" I egged Colt on as I continued to film. "Suck your daddy's cock you filthy pig!" I demanded as I pounded him hard. "You're so dirty, you're gonna make me cum bitch!" I practically shouted. I forced Colt all they way down his dad's dick and held him there as I pumped my load deep in his guts. I held him there, not letting him up for air until he started gagging. His ass muscles clenched my cock as he wretched, squeezing the last bit of cum out. I pulled out and pulled him off his daddy's cock. Spit ran out of his mouth and down his chin. I got the camera close to his face. "Jerk him faggot." I ordered him. "Make your dad cum. And look into the camera as you do it! I want you to see exactly what a low down, disgusting, dirty cum slut you are! That's it bitch. Jerk him off, I want his cum all over your face!" Colt looked into the camera with his lust driven eyes and jerked his dad's cock like a good slut, rubbing it all over his face, licking off the precum that was oozing out. Chet began grunting more and breathing harder in his sleep and I knew he was close. Then the next thing I knew, cum began rocketing out of his cock, blasting Colt right in the face. Colt did exactly as I told him, rubbing that cock all over him as shot after shot flew out, coating his forehead, eyes, cheeks and nose, dripping down into his open mouth. By the time his dad's orgasm finished, Colt looked like three men had dumped on him. Another thing his has in common with dad. I told Colt to go wait for me on the bed as I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up as much evidence as I could. When I returned to the bedroom, Colt was lying there, waiting. He looked unbelievably sexy in his cock cage, his face covered in his daddy's sperm. I crawled on top of him and licked his cheek, scooping up a big glob of cum. I kissed him deep as we shared the tasty load together. Then, I got up and fetched the key. He didn't say a word, but his eyes sparkled as I unlocked the cage and freed his cock, which instantly sprang to an erection. I spread his legs and slid my own hard cock back deep inside him. He wrapped his legs around me and pulled me into him as I fucked him. I scraped the cum off his face and fed it to him, and he hungrily devoured every bit. "That's a good slut." I commended him. "Eat your daddy's cum boy. Eat it all you fucking pig!" I grabbed his hands and held them over his head as I pounded his special spot I knew so we'll. "I want you to cum for me!" I growled into his ear. "Do it, do it NOW bitch!" He managed to break his hands free and he wrapped them around me, squeezing me tight. He buried his face into my shoulder and let out a muffled cry as his cock erupted between us. He held me and shook as he continued to cry into me, his entire body trembling as his cock spewed and spewed, soaking our bodies. His reaction coaxed one more orgasm from me and I filled him with more sperm as he continued to tremble. When he finally calmed down, and his trembling stopped, we took turns licking each other clean from his copious load. When we finished, he held me and kissed me before looking deeply into my eyes. "You never cease to amaze me." He whispered. "How did we get so lucky to find each other?" "I don't know. Fate I guess, we were meant to be. But I guess we're even for the hickey." He just smiled as he spread my legs and dabbed a little lube on my hole before sliding into me. I groaned as his bigger body pressed against mine. We made love this time, our lips barely leaving each other as he planted his seed deep in my guts. I didn't cum this time, but I didn't need to. This was for him. We fell asleep with his cock still buried inside me.

Part 2 I made sure my head was down and ass was up when I heard the door open and then close fairly quickly. I heard footsteps coming toward the bed and shook my ass a little to show the goods. “Fuck, yeah, that’s what I need.” I could hear him pull his zipper down and thought “Fuck yeah, this guy is definitely my ideal.” I felt his hands spread my cheeks to see my hole and then a finger slid in. “Not too loose; I like that. That a rock up your ass?” Clearly the shard was still dissolving, no use lying. I nodded my head, hoping it wasn’t a dealbreaker for him. “Fucking a, a hot ass and a T slut. This my lucky day.” He saw condoms on the bed and said, “What the fuck? I thought this was a raw scene.” I quickly explained that it was for the guys who show up and want to fuck safe. There’s always the party poopers. “Fuck those losers. Raw is raw.” I saw out of the corner of my eye him reach down and grab the condoms and the bottle of lube. I heard the sound of him lubing his cock and then he placed the head of his dick at my hole. This thing was huge. He began pushing in, but even with the shard and lube, it wasn’t going. A bottle of poppers, with no label, was dropped by my head. “Take 3 hits each nostril, hold them until I tell you.” I did as directed and was immediately blown away; these were fucking strong. “Tap the pillow when you can’t hold them any more.” I waited as long as I could before tapping out at about 10 seconds. “Release.” I knew what was coming and it was exactly as I expected. As I released the poppers and started to feel the effect, he pushed as hard as he could and his knob broke through my ring. Between the poppers and shard, there was pressure, but I didn’t feel any pain. His cock was average in thickness and length, so it slid balls deep immediately. “Ready?” I nodded. He pulled back to the rim of his cock head before slamming back in. He did this about four times, to get me into a false sense of security. His next action, he yanked his cock completely out. I couldn’t help but to grunting pain. Before I could catch my breath, he shoved his cock back in and then pulled it out again. I hit the poppers to dull the pain and he began his final fucking. As this was going on, I heard the door open and close, and a guy coming towards the bed. The guy fucking me told the other he’d be done soon and the other guy only said, “Good.” The guy fucking me sped up and slammed balls deep, grunting and shooting deep in me. I never feel the cum hitting me when I’m getting bred, but I always feel the spasms. “Oh fuck that was good.” He pulled out and moved to my face. Immediately, the second guy was fucking me. “Clean my duck off; can’t have the girlfriend smelling you.” I opened my mouth and took his cock in. He asked me, “You neg?” Another trick question. I am undetectable, but like to play with guys. I nodded my head, indicating I was. “Prep?” I shook my head no. “Fuck man, your just going to take any load without asking? Nodded my head. “Im definitely going to come back later and give you another pounding.” The door opened and another guy, actually two enter. The guy fucking me groans as he dumps his load in me and pulls out. No words, nothing from him. I feel a hand on my ass and two fingers slide up my hole. “Damn, lubed up for me.” I feel his cock head at my hole as his dick slides in. The guy in front of me says, “Give me your phone.” I think about refusing or asking why, but I don’t. I point to the top of the bed and watch as he moves to pick it up. “Code?” I give it to him and he unlocks the phone. He tells me he is going to all the sites, Grindr, anywhere I posted ads and respond with the location. I hear various comments from him, rejecting some and saying “Damn” a few times. All of a sudden he tells me to lift my head. I do and my phone is right in my face. “Tell the man fucking you what you want.” I knew he was recording a video and it was too late to do anything. “Fuck me man, give me your cum.” A new voice, the guy fucking me, “Yeah? Beg for it pig.” I begged and pleaded for him to shoot in my ass and add to the loads. “Here it comes boy.” He pounded several more times before slamming deep and shooting a huge load in me. It took a minute before he was done shooting and pulled out. The next guy, a heavier set guy based on hi stomach hitting my ass, entered my hole. The guy with my phone told the guy, have him clean you off. In seconds, the cock that just fucked me was sliding in my mouth. As I opened my eyes to look at his crotch. There was a scorpion tattoo to the left of his cock and a bio-hazard symbol to the right. I heard some talk between the two guys, with the second guy laughing and saying, “Not anymore.” He pulled out and got dressed as the guy fucking me shot his load and pulled out. Within moments, it was just me and the first fucker. He tossed my phone on the bed next to my face. “You have more guys on the way.” “You got anything to keep those loads in you?” I pointed to the nightstand drawer, “Butt plug.” He grabbed the plug and slid it in me. He told me to have fun and that he’d be back. The door opened as he left. Less than an hour, four loads, at least one of which was poz, probably toxic. I watched the video of me getting fucked and begging for the load. The tats were clearly visible. After about five minutes, there was a knock and the door opened and closed. Round 2

I realise it has been a while and I am sorry for that, I cannot promise when part V is comming since I do not write daily or even weekly but this while go on and it will end 😉 For now enjoy IV - A trap well set Daniel’s cock was throbbing and leaking precum. His eyes were closed and all he was feeling was this rough, wet tongue fucking his ass. His mind was in overload, he was sweating, having chills at the same time and he was moaning. It had been a while since he’d been rimmed, and he hadn’t realized how much he needed this. Every time Mike pushed his tongue into him, he pushed his hips back at him. It was a dream; it was hot, it was sexy …. And then it stopped. Suddenly, this amazing feeling was gone and left him empty, his ass pushed back as if he could regain what he’d lost by just trying hard enough to catch it again. But Mike’s tongue did not return, and so Daniel was forced to open his eyes. Standing right before him stood a well-defined twink with only shorts on. He was grinning all over his face and tried to act jealous when he said: “I thought it would be me, who would be on the receiving end of tonight’s action”. Assbreeder82… Mike was standing behind Daniel grinning back: “Samuel meet my fanboy. He is only here to watch tonight, since he does not want to catch anything but I thought I entertain myself as long as you are not here!” On that note Mike closed the gap between him and the young hot redhead twink, drew him into a hot passionate kiss. They both started making out so hard, they seemed to have forgotten everything around them. Daniel suddenly realised he was still in the same position, he had been when Mike ate him out. Quietly not to disturb the two he climbed of the couch, his eyes focused on the sexy bodies in front of him, that were still grinding into each other. Mike could feel his own dick getting even harder as he watched. He couldn’t believe that he was actually witnessing what he had only seen in all of those videos so far. Mike’s hands were moving up and down Samus young body. The 19-yr-old was well defined from all the swimming he was doing in his free time. He was a little smaller then Mike but not short. His red hair was a stark contrast to the dark black on Mikes head. Finally Mikes hands grabbed Samu’s ass cheeks and spread them apart. Daniel got a good look of a sweet pink asshole that was either naturally hairless or freshly shaven. Samu started to open Mikes pants which already showed the outlines of a huge cock. Mike stopped him stepped out of his pants and put the boys hands back onto his crotch “I know you want this bitch! And I will give to you good, I promise” With that Samu freed Mikes cock from his prison. By now the couple had moved so Mike could see Daniel from where he was standing. For a second he let go of Samus lips and looked directly at Daniel, standing there naked with a raging hardon that was easily 21x6 cms. Mike grinned and nodded at Daniel to move closer. Then he pushed Samu gently but firmly down to his knees. The twink knew immediately what his alpha wanted and was sucking Mike’s fat cock. Mike grabbed some of Samus red hair and was guiding the twink all the way down his veiny dick. “That’s a good slut ! Make that dick nice and wet. You know this is the only lube your ass is going to get before my first load!” Samu seamed to enjoy the degrading talk, since his hardon got even harder and he seemed to go even deeper when he was deepthroating Mike. Mike was still looking Daniel in the eye, grinning at the stunned voyeur. “Do you like the little show Daniel ? Is it like you imagined it ?” Daniel was hard as fuck, he couldn’t think straight, he was in his own porn fantasy heaven. Here stood the man he had spend countless nights wanking to, 3 meters away from him facefucking a cute redhead into oblivion. He could smell the sweat and precum in the air and he had to admit, he envied Samu for being able to touch Mike. “Its amazing!” Was all he managed to say. “Well weren’t you supposed to film this, fanboy ? Get closer and get you cellphone out! But remember our deal, no touching or I will fuck your ass and flood it with my cum! “ Like in trance Daniel moved closer, his cellphone now in his hand. He was opening his cameraapp, the lense focus on Samus mouth sucking on Mike’s huge member and pressing the record button. Something changed then. It was like Daniel got freed of his hypnosis, he changed into camera mode and started to move around the two. Trying to catch the best angle, trying to record everything, so he could come back to this later when he was home. The saliva dropping to the ground, Mike’s mischievous grin gabbing the twinks head and pushing him all the way down onto his cock, Samu grasping for air when Mike’s cock was so deep down his throat that he had no chance of getting any oxygen. Daniel recorded it all, his confidence up again, since he knew what he wanted to see, what he wanted to record. Mikes dick was facefucking Samu by now and though the twink was loving it his face was a mess. Spit, precum and tears were mixing up to a hot mess of body fluids. Mike finally realised Samu from his cock and was dragging him to the couch. Exactly to the same spot where Daniel got rimmed just a few minutes ago. Samu even assumed the same position as Daniel had before, bending over the couch, pushing out his ass. Mike got behind him, hard as can be aiming at the tight twink’s hole with his fat uncut bare cock which was still covered with precum and spit. He put his mushroom head on the twinks hole and pushed . Samu screamed in pain and pleasure as his young unprotected ass got invaded forcefully by Mikes precum leaking cock. Daniel was standing on the opposite side of the couch filming when he realised Mike was watching not Samu but him. He lowered his cellphone and looked up. Mike was starring at him grinning his impish grin as he was pushing slowly further and further into Samus boycunt. The twink was still struggling with the size of Mikes cock, when Mike said: “ What do you say fanboy, shall I be gentle with him or treat him like the slut he is?” Daniel didn’t think straight anymore he was so turned on, by Mike interacting with him while fucking he just said: “ Pound and breed the boy!” And with that Mike rammed his dick into Samus hole all at once and started to long dick the twink. Samuel was whinning once more, since it did hurt a bit. The truth was though that he had been pounded and breed by Mike plenty of times and could take his dick just fine if he wasn’t to mean with him. The aganda tonight though was another one and for that one he was supposed to put on a little show. As Mike was fucking away he motioned Daniel to come closer “ You wanna see how my dick is opening up this sweet pink hole ?! Come over here fanboy you are missing the best view!” So Daniel moved to the other side of the couch. Standing right next to Mike he saw how his fat cock was pumping into Samuel. Daniel loved it. He moved even closer to the two. Mike keeping his eyes locked on Daniel. “ You want to feel how my cock is entering him ? Feel how it is sliding into him ? Leaving my precum in his hot ass ? “ Mike said pulling all the way out and pushing back in. “Touch it Daniel! See how it feels to get fucked!” And Daniel still in horniness overload put his hand on Mikes fat cock as he was sliding back into the twink, guid

From the little brother, Braden: I cough, holding a vape in my hand and let out a cloud of smoke as I look up at my brother and his friend. Seeing Ryan rock hard in his shorts like that makes my dick jump and ass tingle. I’ve wanted his cock for years and I never expected I’d walk in on him like I did today! And to know now, for sure, that he’s a total cock-slut makes me love him even more. I stand up, naked, and walk over to them. Offering the pen to my brother’s friend. Me – Damn bro, he’s hot! Ryan – No shit Braden! Get on your knees and show us how helpful you can be. Smiling at my brother, I immediately drop down to my knees. Undoing his shorts, they drop to the ground and his cock is already bulging in his boxer briefs. I press my lips to his bulge and breath in the heavy musky scent. It makes me melt. As I pull down his boxer briefs, I see his beautiful 9-inch uncut cock, already dripping with precum and slowly lifting itself upward to my mouth. I close my eyes and take it in, sliding his cock past my lips, I relax my throat and eagerly take his cock to the base. Then pulling up, I suck every inch of his rock hard cock with my tongue and lips. Ryan – Goddamn Braden, you fucking slut! How’s that feel, Marc? Marc puts his hands on my head and starts to slowly fuck my face. I moan into his cock, letting him and my brother know how much I’m enjoying this. Marc – Fuck dude, your little bro’s mouth feels fuckin’ amazing….maybe even better than yours! Ryan – Damn bro, you’re a natural born cocksucker! That, or you’ve had a fuck-ton of practice being a faggot….. or both!? I look up at my brother with this delicious cock in my mouth, moaning more. I nod just a bit and he knows the answer is both. As I run my tongue along this throbbing dick, I feel a series of bumps on the side. This guy must fuck around a lot if he’s coming over here like this. Makes me wonder how wild my brother really is! I keep sucking as he shoves his cock harder into my throat and then pulls his glistening dick out and slaps it across my face. I can taste so much precum as well as feel it smear on my cheek. Marc – Get on the bed, faggot! I don’t hesitate. I stand up as Marc takes his shirt off. I admire his sleeve of tattoos and the few that he has on his chest, abs and side, all of them seem to direct your attention right to his beautiful dick. I get on my brother’s bed, on all fours. Marc steps behind me and my brother comes to the side. I moan as I feel Marc slide a finger into me, then two. Ryan – Nice right! He’s got such a wet hole right now! Marc – Laughing – Fuck, reminds me of the first time I fucked you, slut! I smile up at my brother as I lick my lips and let out a soft moan. Marc pulls his fingers out and I watch my brother lick them, as if he knew that was exactly what Marc wanted him to do. His cock slaps my ass Marc – You want this, slut? Me – Fuck yes, please. Please fuck me! I look up at my brother as I feel Marc line his dick up to my hole and push. I moan out as I relax and let his raw dick push into me. He’s big, but the head slides in without a problem, as if that invited him to quickly shove in the rest of his thick cock, going balls deep! I groan as he pushes me forward and my brother stokes his cock in front of my face. Moaning, I put my open mouth on my brother’s dick and taste the precum he has dripping from his beautiful cut cock. Ryan – Holy fuck yeah bro, take that dick! You look fucking amazing like this! Marc isn’t much of a talker. He slides his cock in and out of my hole, making me moan as he opens me up and runs his hands down my back….I can feel his nails scratching the lower part of my back and then – SMACK – he slaps my ass hard as he slams into my hole. I let out a yelp and moan more as I squeeze his dick with my ass, milking his slick cock as it jams in and out of my fuck hole. Marc’s breathing speeds up as he slams his dick all the way in and out. Suddenly he just pulls all the way out and I feel so empty except for my brother’s dick in my mouth. Marc – Fuck I’m getting close. Get over here dude. I know what you want. Ryan slides his dick out of my mouth and I whimper for feeling so empty. I turn as he walks around behind me, rolling over onto my back. I lift up my legs, opening my ass to Marc as he stands between us. We look right into each other’s eyes as Ryan immediately starts to push his dick into my hole. We moan together as Ryan bottoms out in me and Marc pushes his throbbing cock into my brother. Me – Fuckkkk yes bro….oh my god you feel so good! I drop my head back as they both start to fuck. Marc fucking my brother and Ryan fucking me. I’ve dreamed of this for years! Ryan – Oh my god yes, fuck me! Fucking use my ass Marc. Mmmmm I want it! Me – Hell yeah….fucking take that dick Ry…you look so good getting fucked on top of me! I run my hands over Ryan’s chest and shoulders…both of us are starting to drip with sweat and I’m sure our moaning fills the whole house. I lose track of how long we’re like this, my whole body feeling the bliss of finally having sex with my big brother. Marc – oh shit…I’m so close dude. Fuck…you want me to breed your slut ass in front of your little bro? Ryan – FUCK YES! Please, do it. I… I looked right at my brother as I saw him moaning in ecstasy as his buddy pumped harder into him. I could tell he wanted to say more but cut himself off and just moaned. Suddenly Marc rammed his cock into Ryan harder than I’ve ever seen, making Ryan yelp. Marc held still inside my brother and then they both let out a long groan. I could feel Ryan’s cock start throbbing in me as he pumped his load balls deep into me. That alone sent me over the edge and my cock erupted hands free, covering my abs and chest in cum, two shots hitting me right on the face. I let my breath go. Everything felt absolutely perfect. My brother and his fuck buddy collapsed onto me as we fell into a sweaty, cummy heap on my brother’s bed.

Very nice and horny Story... 🤪

I don't blame you for chuckling, but that really is how theaters work according to a workmate who did theater work in the evenings. His entire job was scene-shifter - where someone painted a backdrop and his job was to position is between scenes. 10 minutes work for $140 ain't bad.

Good day Scorpion! I stumbled upon your stories here on this site and I would say that I'm really hooked on reading them. Keep on writing! Kudos to you! PS. If it is possible, I would also like to know your site for me to be able to continue reading your other works.

I wanted to shoot a scene with when I was home for the holidays, but couldn't make the schedule work 😐

PART 2 As we walked through my front door, Conrad reached into his backpack and took out a box of rubbers. “Can’t forget condoms,” he said with an awkward laugh. I took them from his hand, managed a vague sort of nod, and threw them on the dining room table. My boys usually insist on condoms—at first. But after a little bit of chemical intervention, they always transform into eager raw cumholes. Only once did I end up with an especially stubborn kid who kept trying to wrap my dick, so I resorted to a backup plan—a stash of broken rubbers with little holes poked in the reservoirs. Didn’t matter in the end. By the time the condom tore apart while I was pounding his negboy hole, he was so high he tore the shreds of rubber away from my cock and ran his finger along the raw shaft as it plunged in and out of his chemmed-up cunt, his eyes glazing over with the deep-buried desire to be a bareback whore. I always get what I want. I told Conrad to take a seat on the couch and help himself to the pot. Meanwhile, I walked to the kitchen. I took a few sodas out of the fridge and poured them into glasses I’d already dosed with a cap of G. I love G because it transforms uptight boys into ragdoll sluts in a matter of 20 minutes. The taste can be tough to hide, but I recently found a dealer who consistently delivers high-potency GHB that doesn’t taste awful. In fact, after diluting the stuff in 12 ounces of Pepsi, it only leaves a subtle aftertaste—perfect for serving to unsuspecting negboys. As I finished my little cocktail, I heard Conrad’s voice from the couch: “Hey, what’s this?” That made me grin, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. On a tray in the middle of the coffee table, I’d left a bong full of pot. And right next to it, I’d left a little glass pipe full of Tina. Every single time, my negboy visitors are deeply fascinated by the glass pipe, so all I need to do is pretend like it’s nothing too special. “What’s what?” I asked. “I’m just wondering what’s in this little glass pipe thing full of white stuff.” “Oh, that,” I replied, walking into the living room with the G-laced Pepsi. “Not sure you’re ready for that. It’s called T. It can be really, really fun. It makes me horny as fuck, and I bet you’d have a blast on it. But maybe we should just take it easy—just stick with the pot, you know? Here’s some soda, by the way. Drink up, little bro.” He took a few gulps of Pepsi while holding the glass pipe, looking at it intently. My dick stiffened. “Actually, I’m curious,” he said. “Would it be cool if I just tried it?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure, bud—be my guest. But let me show you how to work it, OK?” I sat down next to him, my hands visibly shaking with excitement. “Alright, now hold that pipe up to your mouth. Yeah, just like that. I’m gonna light this little torch and heat up the stuff in the bowl. Just wait a moment. See that? See the little wisps of smoke forming? Now when I say go, just start inhaling very lightly and steadily. Lightly and steadily. Got it? OK, bud—go ahead. Start inhaling. There you go. Good boy. Just take that swirling smoke into your lungs and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Got it?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “OK, little bro,” I said to him, taking the pipe away from his mouth. “Hold it, just for a sec. Then exhale it through your nose. There you go. Fuck yeah—good boy! Now again.” That first hit was a nice fat one—the cloud emerging from his mouth and nostrils was thick and white, and my cock dripped at the smell of the Tina emanating from his lungs. From that point on, with each cloud of meth that escaped his lips and his nostrils, he was losing a little bit of his innocence. For the second hit, I gave him the torch to operate, and I talked him through it. The result was another giant hit of solid white clouds pouring out of his mouth and nose. “OK, boy—do one more. You’re on your own. I think you got it.” He immediately hit the pipe again, and I turned away to hide my giant, triumphant grin as Conrad smoked away all his defenses. “I’m just gonna put a little entertainment on the TV here, OK? Oh, and don’t forget your soda.” When I turned on the TV, it automatically started playing one of my favorite movies. It’s an amateur video shot by a filthy pig I know from the Midwest—a wrestling coach who likes to chem and poz some of the hot little jockboys on his team. He’d sent me a few videos, but this was my favorite: a sexy, ripped, piggy 18-year-old named Lance was all slammed up and taking loads from a roomful of coaches and former teammates. Behind me, I heard the click of the torch again. Fuck yeah, I thought, this boy is already fuckin’ hooked. As I turned back to face him, I took off my wife-beater. Conrad froze in place, the pipe halfway to his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He just stared at my hairy chest, his eyes dilated pitch-black. “You feelin’ good, little bro?” He gave me a dazed nod, his mouth agape. “Why don’t you take off your shirt, huh? Show off your sweet little body. Do that for your big bro?” He peeled his tank top upward, revealing his flat stomach with its ridges of ab muscles, then his compact little muscular chest. He was just starting to develop a treasure trail down the center of his stomach, leading past the waistband of his shorts to the bulge of his cock that strained against his zipper. His soda was gone; the G would be hitting him soon. I walked over to the couch and took the pipe from his hands. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, you’re just about the sexiest boy I’ve ever seen." I ran my hand down his torso, and he sighed a deep, hungry sigh. "Listen, buddy: I have a few more things to show you. You wanna learn from your big bro?” He half-grunted, half-moaned in response. “OK: I’m gonna do a hit. Then I’m gonna blow it into your mouth, and you’re gonna blow it back in mine, then back and forth we go until we can’t go anymore. It’s called a shotgun, and it’s one of my favorite things to do with a sexy little bro like you.” I put the pipe to my lips and took a deep, thick hit of white smoke. Then I put the pipe down, turned to Conrad, sealed my open mouth against his, and exhaled my cloud into his lungs. A moment later, he breathed the Tina smoke back into me. We repeated that three or four times until the mouth-lock became a deep kiss, and we kept making out while the shotgun escaped our mouths and dissolved around us. As I kissed him, I loosened his shorts, pulling them down the length of his lightly hairy legs. His underwear followed. Then I slipped off my gym shorts; my cock bounced free with a gentle “thwack” against my stomach. I maneuvered Conrad so that he was stretched out before me on the couch, and I laid down on top of him, my cock rubbing against his. We continued to kiss. I grabbed the pipe, took another hit, and shared another series of breaths with my boy. Then he spoke, hesitantly. “Hey, big bro? Just in case you’re wondering, I’m all cleaned out and ready to go. My ass, I mean. The last dude who fucked me showed me how to do all that stuff. So…anyway. In case you’re wondering.” I smiled at him and mussed his hair. “What are you trying to tell me, little bro? You want my cock sliding in that sweet little butt?” He blushed and shrugged. I leaned into his ear and whispered: “Don’t you worry, buddy. It won’t be long before I bury my fat cock deep in your hole.” He shivered beneath me, then kissed me again. The G was kicking in. He was almost entirely in my hands. A few more minutes of teasing and prodding, and he’d do anything to get impaled on my raw cock. “Get on the floor, little bro,” I said. “Face the other direction, on all fours. Ass in the air. Back arched. No—back arched, like a fuckin’ fag. Much better. Good boy. Now reach back and spread that hole for your big bro.” His hands grabbed each side of his perfectly round butt, spreading it to reveal a smooth, pink, tight hole that pulsed with every breath he took. I knelt down, placed my hands over his, and wrapped my mouth around that aching little boycunt, pushing my tongue into his body, every one of his nerves quivering as I dove greedily into his wide-open throbbing cock-hungry 18-year-old partied-up fuckhole. He gasped as I kissed that sweet little fag-pussy with the same intensity that I kissed his mouth a few minutes earlier. I spit a few huge gobs of saliva on his cunt and worked them in with my tongue. His hole loosened up, welcomed my mouth and my spit, became noticeably warmer. He really was a fuckin’ hottie: such a tight little body, great definition from his calves to his chest, with the roundest, most perfect little boybutt I’ve ever seen. And the cock! He had the kind of thick, veiny dick that would make any top’s hole twitch. Enough butt-eating, I thought. It's time to fuck. “OK, little bro—one more thing to show you," I said, standing up so that my dick hovered over him. "I want you to take a fat hit off that pipe, then blow it onto your big bro’s cock. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, grabbed the pipe, and got the smoke swirling like a regular chemwhore. “Good boy. You like that smoke, huh?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “Just feed on that smoke, pig. Feed on that smoke. Your big bro wants to see you get fuckin' tweaked." He put down the pipe, knelt directly in front of me, wrapped his mouth around my cock, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped my dick. The smoke traveled up my stomach and chest as he began hungrily slurping on my poz shaft. He wasn’t a bad little cocksucker, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his head away from my dick and guided him onto his back. “Pull your legs back, little bro.” He did, revealing that sweet little hungry cunt, still dripping with my spit. I began rubbing the length of my cock across his hole, watching his eyes flutter and his mouth drop open as he pulled his legs back a little further and looked at me with a kind of desperate pleading. “You ready for some dick?” He could only manage a whimper in response. “I can’t wait to give it to you, bro. But one thing you gotta know first. If it turns out to be a problem, then we can do something else. We don’t need to fuck, you know.” He nodded again, half-listening, every bit of his energy focused on the cock rubbing against his chemmed-up faggot fuckhole. “So here’s the deal, little bro. I only fuck raw. Natural. Bareback. And if a boy won’t let me fuck him the way I want to fuck him, then he’s not getting fucked. Got it?” Conrad glanced over at the TV, where the bottomboy was spreading his little jockbutt for yet another raw cock. Then he looked back at me. He reached down to spread his boyhole, just like the guy in the video. “Give me your dick, skin-on-skin,” he said, his eyes a solid-black void. “Bareback my fuckin’ hole. Please, bro.” “Fuck yeah, boy. You been fantasizing about raw dick, huh? Watching bareback porn?” “It’s the only kind of porn I watch. It’s the only kind of fucking I really want to do. Please give me your dick, bro. Your raw dick. I need your fucking raw dick. Please.” “You gonna make me pull out?” “No, dude. Please cum in me. Breed me.” “And when we go to the bathhouse after this—you want other dudes to breed you, too? Breed your chemmed-up cunt?” He paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye, giving himself some time to overcome the shame of his boyhood secrets. “Yes,” he finally said. “I want my hole dripping with cum.” I nudged the head of my raw dick up against his hungry little butt, and his whole body shook. His breath went shallow. Then my cockhead slipped through that first outer barrier, enveloped by the warmth and tightness and innocence of his negboy hole, and I leaned down to kiss him, a sloppy kiss. “I’m dripping precum in my little bro’s hole,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m lubing you up with my seed, faggot.” By this point, Conrad was alternating between “fuck yeah” and “fuck me,” and he wrapped his arms around my back, murmuring “do it” three times. That’s when I began pushing the rest of my raw cock into the radiant warmth of that chemmed-up fuckhole, and he gasped as he surrendered everything to me. “This is how we were meant to fuck,” I whispered in his ear as my dick continued to disappear inside him. “You aren’t a true bottom boy until you’ve let a man split you in half bareback, until you’ve given up your hole for him to eat and pound and breed. I’m so proud of you, little bro.” With that, I directed his attention toward the TV. “But there’s one thing you should look out for,” I said, taking on a serious tone. “Some guys in the bathhouse will have a tattoo like that.” I pointed up at the screen. A young topdude was pounding the bottomboy bareback. Every time he pulled his cock away from that hungry little fuckhole, you could see a biohazard tattoo right next to his dick. “Do you know what that tattoo means, little bro?” He shook his hand. “Danger, I guess?” “Well, sort of. It means he’s poz. Just something to be aware of, because you probably don’t want that.” I glanced back at him, and the look in his eye was pure hunger. “Unless…,” I said, pretending to be confused, “Unless you’re turned on by that?” He shot a devilish glance at me, and I answered with a giant grin. Then he grinned, too. “You want some poz dick at the bathhouse, bro?” “Fuck yeah.” “Yeah? You wanna get knocked up?” He just kept grinning, and his body started shaking again—a kind of shiver, all fear and anticipation and excitement. “Such a good boy. Such a fuckin’ dirty boy. I love it. I’m so proud of my little bro.” And then, with no warning, I pulled my dick out of his hole. Conrad gasped. He suddenly looked lost and empty; the pleading returned to his eyes, and he pulled his legs back and spread his ass and whimpered. Meanwhile, I stared him down. “Sorry, little bro, but something just occurred to me. You didn’t ask about my status. Don’t you want to know my status?” “I don’t fucking care. Please, bro. Please give me your dick.” That made my dick drip: I don’t fucking care. “Good answer, buddy. But I think you deserve to know.” I nudged my dick up against his hole, and he tried desperately to maneuver his ass to get more of my meat lodged up in his guts. “Here’s the deal, bud: I’m fuckin’ poz. This is a poz cock teasing your hole. You like how this poz cock feels inside you?” “Yes, fucker. Please give me more, fucker. I need more. Please, bro.” “What’s that, buddy? I’m not sure I heard you.” “Pound my ass raw with your fat poz cock. Fucking PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE, BRO.” “You wanna get knocked up? Knocked up with your big bro’s virus?” “FUCK YES.” “Say it.” “KNOCK ME UP, YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER.” “Fuck yeah, you hot little chemmed-up faggotboy.” I shoved my poz dick back inside that boy’s hole, and started pounding. I didn’t last long. I felt the toxic seed gathering up in my balls, brewing, getting ready to shoot. Conrad was staring me down with those giant black pupils, his legs spread wide, his hole peeled back and exposed to allow my dick maximum penetration. He just kept nodding. Nodding. Smiling. Telling me with his eyes that he wanted my gift. As I got closer to shooting my toxic load, he wrapped his arms around me and alternated between little whimpered chants of “poz poz poz” and “fuck fuck fuck.” “Goddammit, you hot little fag,” I whispered. “Goddammit. You’re gonna get my load. My fuckin’ sweet infected load, just for you, fuckin’ sexy little negboy bro.” And then, with pulse after pulse of my raw cock in his wide-open wet fuckhole, I bred him. Pozzed him. Charged that little faggot ass up. Gave him my virus. Then, as my dick stopped shooting volleys of poz sperm, I kept pushing my cock deep inside him, pushing my toxic cum into his guts before collapsing on him, my poz cock still buried deep. Conrad sighed, a long contented sigh. “That was amazing,” he said. “Oh, little bro,” I whispered in his ear. “I have so many fuckin’ plans for you—you have no idea.” I pulled my cock out of him, then guided his mouth to taste the poz seed coating my shaft. He slurped on it greedily, my dick still warm from the hunger of his hole. “Such a good boy,” I said. “Such a hot little pig. So proud of you, little bro. Now, whaddaya say we get your sweet little knocked-up hole to the bathhouse?” MORE SOON…