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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?

Hi guys, thanks for all the comments and likes. Here's a short chapter to tide you over. I promise Zac will be getting some poz cum real soon. Chapter 3 I was a wreck waiting for my brother to get home. I had to tell him; I knew I needed to but I just didn't know how to do it. I was going stir crazy and didn't want to take any chance that Thomas would come downstairs to talk to me, so I left the house to go for a walk. They had a great park only a few blocks away from their house. I quickly changed into some shorts and a t-shirt and headed out. The park was a nice big one. There was lots of green areas for the kids to play and several walking/jogging trails for the adults. Matt and Thomas had told me they loved hitting some of the trails that were more in the wooded area since they were never crowded, so that's were I headed. I started down a path and wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings as I was still trying to process seeing Thomas fucking some guy, and did I mention he had a really big dick. I didn't realize how long I'd been walking when I noticed I was in a rather secluded section of the park. I'd passed a few guys coming the opposite direction but really hadn't paid much attention to them, so I totally missed them checking me out. I reached the part of the main trail where it wrapped around but I wasn't quite ready to head back yet. There seemed to be an offshoot path that had been made heading back further into the woods. What the hell, I thought let's go explore. I'd been walking for about five minutes when I saw a younger guy headed towards me. "Hi Daddy, too bad I'm in a hurry or I'd bend over for your babies right here." He reached out and grabbed my crotch and gave it a squeeze. He let go and continued on pass me. I turned too watch him go and noticed he had a rather large wet spot on the back of his shorts. He caught me looking, winked and said, "next time daddy." I was mortified, bright red from embarrassment and extremely hard. Seriously what was happening to me. I rarely got sexually excited and now I was starting to get hard at the drop of a hat. Okay that wasn't accurate, I was only getting hard when I was around guys. Oh fuck was I gay? I'd never done anything with a guy before, hell I'd only been with one woman before so who knew and it wasn't like we'd had sex all that often. Like, try never in the past ten years and rarely before that. I just figured I was one of those asexual guys and sex just didn't interest me. I was so lost in my head that I didn't notice the park had opened up to small clearing and over to the side were two guys. A guy about my age was leaning against a tree while a second younger guy was on his knees sucking the first guys cock. I stopped abruptly and I'm sure my jaw had to be on the ground. The guy getting sucked noticed me and didn't even bat an eye. "This kids got a great mouth on him. I'm about to, ahhhh," he moaned. "Your turn man." He said as he pulled his cock from the guys mouth and started to pull his shorts up. I was on autopilot. The next thing I knew I was standing in front of the guy on his knees who wasted no time in unzipping my shorts and pulling out my very hard dick. Holy shit! I'd never felt anything like that before. It didn't take long before I was shooting my load down his throat. "Damn, someone really needed to shoot their load bad, "the guy said as he was licking the last drops of my cum from his lips. "Mmm, delicious." I suddenly came to my senses and quickly shoved my dick back in my shorts and headed back to the trail that would take me out of the park. Oh my God! I can't believe I just let someone suck me off. And fuck, I can't believe how amazing it felt. I wondered what it would be like to be the one doing the sucking. Oh man I was in trouble.

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.

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.

Chapter VIII I had no sense of time. My mind was in a state of rapid thoughts and feelings. I had never been this high or in a scene like this. My reason kept throwing thoughts of doubt. My body was screaming desire and sexual satisfaction. My butt almost hummed in a way. My nips were super sensitive. My dick was starting to feel almost numb but yet I still felt horned as fuck. I could hear the door knob to the room rattle a bit as a key was put into it. I tensed a bit wondering what was to happen next. A slight creak from the hinges as the door opened and then clicked shut. "Boy oh boy, they know how to party and play and break in a new fuck toy, gotta give em that", came the voice. " You having a hot time it looks to me. Glad I could help ya all". I recognized the voice. It was Mark, the attendant. I couldn't say anything with the ball in my mouth and couldn't move as I remained tied to the sling. "Don't mind me, just picking up some and have some clean towels as well. Will be just a few minutes. While I am here, don't mind if I do have a little snack." He began to lightly lick first my ass cheeks moving closer to my hole. I groaned. He was slow and teasing. Just touching around my hole and between it and my balls. I tried to move my ass so he would lick my now twitching hole and he just giggled each time I tried. He had gripped my soft dick and balls like a human cockring and was pulling a bit. This went on for what felt like a half hour. My dick dribbled precum but remained soft. I thought that to be weird. I was so turned on so it made no sense. I felt the whiskers on his face as he punched into my hole with his tongue. He licked, lapped, sucked, spit in, and relentlessly attacked my hole for at least 5 minutes straight holding and stretching just my balls in his hand like a cock ring - pulling them away from my body. I was again groaning and began to sweat again. I again craved for my hole to be filled. Mark stopped and released my balls and remained silent as he went about picking up the room. I painted and groaned. "Time for a booty", Mark said and inserted a syringe in my butt unloaded it As he pulled it from me he said, " That'll ramp you up good. You simmer for a bit" and he left the room. The burning feeling was felt deeper this time and I again was super spun. The sound made when clearing your throat was heard from behind me. I strained to look in the mirror and saw parts of a man in the doorway. Mark had left the door open. "I 'd ask if you wanted some company, but you don't look like you can answer. Looks like you want to get fucked. That right?" said an unknown man in the doorway. " Fuck yeah he wants to get fucked. Take all our ducks I bet! " said another unknown voice. And another voice said," The door's open so open to play.". I could hear the sound of lubed up cock being stroked and jerked. Those voices and others making comments about how hit my ass looked, how they were going to rape my hole, split me open, beg for their loads, how I was a chemned up fuck hole to use. I pictured taking duck after dick, load after load. I moved my ass as much as I could and moaned as loud as I could. "So this be the boy ya all been talking about!" came another voice. A deep southern masculine voice. I could see first the shadow and outline of a tall black man as he entered the room. He walked around to my head and threw his towel and key on the bed. His body was dripping wet, at least 6 foot tall, super tight bod, and his cock hung like a bull just inches from my face. He stopped and motioned to a couple guys in the doorway to enter the room. "Take that ball outta his mouth and get him untied. Let's flip him over and then hook him back up. Don't want him running away.". He whispered to one of the guys who left the room. They all moved quickly and I was now completely naked, this time in my back in the sling. My ass hung over the edge, ankles and one wrist tied to each corner. The other arm was first left untied until the guy who left returned. He wiped a large area of my arm with alcohol then raised up and tied my wrist to the other corner. "All ready to go Aaron" said the guy. My mind then went into overdrive. Aaron? Wait! That's the guy that I had heard when I just got there. He was really going at it with some other young guy who sounded more like he was in pain. Fear crossed my face. I started to move my body trying to get free. The 3 guys in the room, Aaron, and the other guys in the doorway all laughed. Someone said, "he thinks he's gonna run" and "he ain't going anywhere.". "Won't for sure be walking outta here". I began making sounds of fear, shaking my head in protest. "He's trying to tell us that it" s not true, he wants it. Wants it real bad". Aaron, now stood between my spread legs stroking a huge black cock. It curve a little up from the base. The head was even bigger than the shaft, though not by much. One of the 3 guys then knelt down in front of Aaron and began sucking his dick like crazy. Aaron stood there his eyes locked in mine. His face was both angelic and evil. He licked his lips. "Suck my fucking cock - make it hard as fuck for this white boy hole. Gonna pound that hole like a black bull does. Gonna take that hole and own it". The two guys that came into the room with Aaron started licking my neck and nipples Touching Rubbing all over my body. They didn't touch my dick, balls or butt. Aaron stepped back a little pulling his cock from the guys throat and smacked the guys face over and over with it, then slammed it down his throat again. The guy gagged and choked. Aaron grabbed the guy's head and forced his coxk down his throat again. The guy began thrashing around, trying to pull off. Aaron kept his hold as he pumped into the guy. "You! Yeah you, mother fucker! Can you take this black cock?" Aaron said to another guy in the doorway. The guy then crawled over to Aaron as Aaron released the guy gagging and pushed him away. Aaron grabbed the new guys hair and buried his cock down his throat and Jack hammered several strokes. He pulled his cock from the guys throat and slapped his face with it - his cock was like steel. Veins popped up. Spit covered. Aaron never lost eye contact with me. He told the guy on his knees to lick his balls as he stroked his cock. He pointed at another guy in the doorway and snapped his fingers and pointed down. "Eat his hole.". The guy then ate my hole like it was his last meal. He reached down to jerk his dick and Aaron told him to eat and finger fuck my hole. Aaron has the other guy now licking his shaft from balls to tip like a lollipop. Each time he reached the tip, Aaron's cock would throb and a bead of precum would come out. Aaron then nodded to one of the guys to my side and asked, "Ready? Better be a big one!". The guy then wrapped a hiee around my arm, quickly found his entry point, stuck the needle and got the register. He pressed the plunger saying,, ".5 should be more than good and get him right where you want him". Needle pulled out, swabbed with alcohol, and off came the hose. "Work just his nips" Aaron said to the 2 guys on each side of me. "Don't touch his dick". It was then slow motion. A blue as I saw Aaron push the guy that was sucking his dick away, then the guy who was eating my hole pushed to the side. I felt Aaron's cock head resting on my hole and he bent his body forward and ripped the ball gag from my mouth. Grabbing the sling supports 8n either side of my head he then punched his black man cock to the hilt pulling me into his weapon of mass destruction. I literally screamed in horrific pain as I felt my insides tear apart. The burning. The searing. The shock to my body was unreal.

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.

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.

Britladx Christmas breed I had a message from one of my regulars needing to dump a load in me. ‘I need your slutty hole to unload in’, was the message. This fit 30 year old has a boyfriend but enjoys a cheating breed every now and then. My job is to be available and willing to take his load when he needs it. As usual I was hooded, in the harness and jock and with my FUCK BOTTOM football socks on. He let himself in and quickly had his tongue in my hole for a good rimming. He licked, gobbled and slurped for ages before standing up to slide his solid throbbing dick into my wet cunt. He always love to watch and take his time. It suits me and am usually treated to some hot verbal abuse. ‘You dirty fucking whore’, ‘fucking dirty cumdump’ were 2 he used as he worked on my hole. He pushed me face down into the bed as he gave me some full on hard thrusts of that lush dick of his. I have no idea who is bf is but I love that I am being used rather than him to get off in. After a good fucking his tongue was back in my hole again, licking his own precum out. All the time he was wanking his dick. I could tell he was getting close, as he knelt behind me wanking with the tip inside me. It was incredibly horny knowing he’d used me totally to pleasure himself with. He pushed his way in as he groaned, ‘I need to dump this load in you’. And he did. I could feel him squirting his cum load into me, every last pumped drop! Wow, I had been totally used to get off in, a fucking perfect breed. He tagged me, BRITLADX CAME IN THIS DUMP’ and left, heading back to bf a whole load lighter!

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!

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.

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.

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...

So the other day a guy from bbrt hit me up asking me if I wanted to come over to his house and take his load, it was an hour away but after he sent me a video of him cumming I was all in. There was the added bonus that he was in a major metropolitan area so the prospects of getting more loads after his was high. So I cleaned out and headed over to his house, we hung out and partied and spent the better part of 12 hours having intellectual conversation Followed by him sliding his thick cock in my hole, rinse and repeat. By this time it was about 1pm and he hadn't cum which is cool with me, the conversations were awesome, he had some prior obligations so I took off and sat in my truck cruising Grindr, bbrt, squirt, and sniffies for a load because I was desperate at this point for a load. It's always been a fantasy of mine to have a hot passable trans girl use me as her hole to fill up and today happened to be my lucky day. I hit up a top gurl who was 12 miles away and asked her if she wanted to breed me, and to my surprise after some conversation and pictures were exchanged I was on my way to her hotel. She let me in and I hopped in the shower to rinse off, came out and she took a dominant role making me lick her neck slowly while recording, when she was satisfied with that she had me get down on my knees and lick her panty clad "lady stick" as she affectionately referred to it. So there I was licking a trans girls cock through her panties and loving every second of it. She rode my face for a bit and had me bend over on on the end of the bed with my ass hanging off. She put some lube on my ass and her lady stick, lined up and slid in. She alternated between putting one leg up on the bed, then the other for better leverage. After about 8 mins she started to moan and shoot the biggest load I've ever seen in me. It was hot as fuck and I asked her to send me the vids which surprisingly she did, and I took a video of myself pushing out her gigantic load. Unfortunately I can't post the video here but I'm including a screenshot of just the first bit being pushed out

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.

From Javi’s POV: I watched that hot little ass disappear into Xavier’s room. I wanted to fuck him so bad. Tre came over and told me that he needed to fuck something soon. I told him to roll another blunt and we’d go fuck. Maybe by then Xavier would be done, and we could get a piece of that hot ass. As we smoked, we could hear the moans and grunts coming from X’s bedroom. I never heard a scream, so maybe Xavier took his time and opened the kid up properly. I don’t know if I could have been that patient, especially knowing that he was a virgin. My dick jumped at the thought of having a virgin in the apartment. It wanted a piece. Tre started sucking my dick as I was finishing up the blunt. He knew how to get me going but that’s to be expected after being together for 3 years. He got my dick rock hard as I took the last of the blunt and shotgunned it with him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me off the couch and led me to the bedroom. We both stopped by X’s door to lean in and see what we could hear. It sounded like X had opened him up because he was moaning like a whore. I wished I could watch what was going on. “Come on, sexy. If it’s meant to happen, it will. Right now, I want to get that ass on my tongue.” That made my hole twitch. Tre could eat ass like no one else. So, we went to our room and got naked. He flipped me on all fours and dove into my ass with gusto. I could just feel my hole start to open and get wet with his tongue in there. After about 5 min, he flipped me over and started to push his big dick in me. Tre was 10” when rock hard, and he knew how to use it. I was pulling my legs back when I noticed some movement by the crack in the door. Good thing I left it cracked so the kid knew we were open to him joining. As Tre got balls deep in me, I could see the kid watching us fuck. I couldn’t see much but I could tell he was definitely into it. I pulled Tre down to kiss me and whispered in his ear that we had a peeping tom at the door. “Mmm…is he jerking off?” asked Tre. I told him I couldn’t see that much because the dresser was blocking my view that low. “Well maybe we should give him a little show. Do you think he’d be more into me fucking you hard or you riding my dick?” That was no contest in my mind. “You saw how much he is fascinated with dick. What do you think?” “You’re right. You’re right. OK, hard fucking it is.” With that Tre pulled all the way out and made me beg for his dick. So I did and he slammed his entire length back into my hole. I couldn’t help but grunt. He repeated this several more times when I noticed that the crack in the door became slightly larger. I whispered in Tre’s ear to keep going that he’s opened the door a little more so he can see better. Tre didn’t need any more encouragement, and he started to fuck me even harder. He was making his big balls slap my ass so hard they had to hurt them. But I know he likes that little bit of pain on his balls from fucking so he was getting off on it. I started to squeeze his dick with my ass, and Tre just grunted and told me I wasn’t playing fair. I just grabbed his nipples and twisted and squeezed my ass again as he bottomed out in me and shouted “Breed my hole babe. I need your seed deep inside my hole marking me as your bitch.” Tre knew what I was doing but he also couldn’t help that I knew his triggers. One more big twist on his nipples, and he slammed deep in me and started flooding my hole with cum. “Fuck yes bitch! Take that big black dick. You’re such a fucking slut begging for my dick. I’m breeding you so deep. Can you feel it? You feel all my alpha seed shooting deep in your bitch ass?” Tre keep shooting his cum in me and I just rubbed my hands up and down his back as he finished shooting. When he was done, he collapsed on me. “Is he still there?” asked Tre. I told him I think he is, but let’s find out. “So babe, were you thinking of that hot piece of ass in the other bedroom when you fucked me? Is that why you came so quickly and so much?” “You know it, sexy. I want to fuck that ass just like I know you do. I mean did you see how perfectly round and taut it was. Xavier is one lucky bastard to get that ass all to himself. If he was here right now, he would have gotten that huge load instead of you.” “Aww, you don’t want me to have your cum?” I asked. “You know I do babe, but when a hot piece of ass like that comes along, if you get the chance, you got to take it. I mean I know he was liking my dick when I showed it to him in the car.” “What’s not to like? It’s 10” of hard pure black man meat.” I could swear I heard a sharp intake of breath when I said 10”. I just grabbed Tre’s ass and then said, “I just hope he wants to play with us too. You know he would love getting fucked by our big dicks. I mean X’s ain’t small, but it doesn’t compare to what we are packing.” “Don’t I know it. The last guy that we tag teamed keep begging for more. He drained my balls so dry I didn’t know if I’d ever get any cum back.” “Aww babe, these huge balls produce so much nut you don’t ever have to worry about that. My hole is swimming in your special seed right now and it feels so warm and wet and squishy, especially with your big dick still up in there plugging me up so it can’t ooze out.” Tre kissed me, and then slowly pulled out. I could feel his load pour from my hole. “I just hope I get some of that fine white boy ass. I would love to make him feel every last inch of the 10 inches of black meat. “If he’s got any sense, he’ll know what a gift we can give him, and he’ll sneak over here when Xavier’s sawing logs. I know he was looking at both our dicks. I just want to eat that hot little ass until he’s moaning like a whore on my tongue.” As soon as I finished my sentence, there was a light knock at the door. “Did you hear something?” Tre asked. I told him that I thought there might be someone at the door. He told me to hold on and he’d go check. He got up off the bed with his still somewhat hard dick swinging and covered in his nut and opened the door to see Ty there looking like he was scared. “Hey Ty buddy, what’s up?” Tre asked. He noticed Ty staring at his big dick and just smirked. Hearing this I leaned over and looked at Ty and said, “Yo Ty, how are you feeling? Did you and Xavier have a good time?” Ty just nodded, so I said, “Well Tre, don’t be mean, open the door and let our new buddy in so he can chill with us some more.” Tre moved out of the way, and Ty sheepishly said thanks and walked into the room. He was watching the porn on the TV and said that it was really hot. I told him to have a seat and get comfy. Tre shouted that he had to piss and would be right back. As he left the room, I looked at Ty and patted the spot on the bed next to me in the middle of the bed. I put a pillow up against the headboard so he could lay against it and watch the porn on the TV like I was doing. He quickly got comfy but kept looking at my hard dick. I just chuckled to myself and opened the drawer on the night stand and pulled out a glasses case and my torch. I pulled out the glass pipe and opened up the baggy with some nice clear crystals in them and dropped a few big ones in the bowl. I noticed Ty didn’t say anything but was watching my every move. I clicked the torch on and started melting the crystals and then took in a deep breath and exhaled the white thick smoke. “What’s that?” Ty asked. “This bud, is like weed, but better. It won’t make you cough either. It’s smooth, but not only does it make you feel good like weed, but it also makes you really horny. It also helps guys relax when they try to bottom.” I took another big hit and blew it out. “You see I know Tre wants to fuck again. He’s never satisfied with just one load. So, I’m sure when he gets back in the room he’ll want some more ass.” “Does it hurt? I mean I just saw it a few minutes ago, and it looks huge.” Ty watched as I took another hit of tina and blew it out. “Nah Tre knows how to use his dick to where it doesn’t hurt, and I’ve been getting fucked by him for a long time, so I’m used to it. Oh, I’m being a bad host. Did you want a hit?” Ty looked at me and looked at the pipe and back at me. I could see his mind debating and then he nodded. I gave him the pipe and told him to rotate it back and forth between 11 and 1 as I lit the bottom. “Now when I tell you, breathe in deep and hold it inside, but don’t breathe in quickly. Just a long slow deep breath in. OK?” He nodded and as the smoke started to pillow out of the hole in the top I told him to breathe. So he did and he took a good hit for his first time, but I knew he needed more. “That was ok, but try another one. This time a really long slow breath ok?” Ty nodded and took the pipe again to his lips. “Now when the smoke starts to rise out of the hole in the top, start your deep long slow breath.” Right about then the smoke started to rise, so Ty took in another hit. This time a proper hit. “Now hold it for about 5 seconds and slowly blow it out. Ya, buddy. That’s a good hit. How do you feel?” He looked at me and then at my dick and back at me. “You like my dick buddy? It’s ok. It definitely likes you. And this stuff makes me super hard. You’re hard too. You want some more?” He just nodded his head quickly this time. “Do you think you can light it yourself?” He shrugged as I handed him the lighter. “Just don’t get the flame too close to the glass. You want the tip of the flame to be right under the bottom and almost like it’s about to kiss the bottom of the glass.” Ty took the torch and pipe and started smoking the crystal up and he took another big hit and then two more. I just sat back and watched. He looked over at me and said that he feels really good. I told him that’s good and he should take like 3 more big hits. While he was in the middle of his first hit, Tre walked back in the room and said, “Fuck yeah, I definitely want some of those clouds.” He grabbed Ty’s mouth and told him to shotgun the hit he just took. Ty and Tre swapped clouds and then Tre said ok, do it again. Tre ended up getting Ty to shotgun him 4 more times before he told him not to leave me out. By the time Ty looked back at my his eyes were so dilated I could see he was flying. But he was a good trooper and shotgunned me 3 times before he handed me back the pipe. I took two more hits and gave it to Tre who took several hits to catch up to us. Ty leaned back against the headboard and was watching Tre smoke. He then noticed Tre’s dick getting hard. I leaned over and whispered in his ear that Tre loves to have his dick sucked when he’s smoking. Ty didn’t need any more words, so he just crawled in between Tre’s legs and started licking Tre’s dick. It was still covered in his cum from when he loaded my ass. Ty just moaned and said he tasted good as he licked Tre’s dick. Tre just looked at me and smiled. I got up and got behind Ty and started eating his ass. “Speaking of yummy, boy this ass tastes amazing. Not only do you have some of Xavier’s cum in you, but this ass tastes fresh and clean.” Ty just started moaning as I ate his ass and he sucked on Tre’s dick. Tre kept telling Ty to go deeper. Finally, Tre told him to take another hit of the pipe because he wasn’t deep throating his dick. Two more big hits and then Tre guided Ty’s throat with a little pressure on the back of his head all the way down. Ty was gagging but you could tell he was also proud of himself. He kept sucking and I kept rimming. Then I started fingering. I got the baggy and grabbed a big shard and pushed it into Ty’s ass. He came up off of Tre’s dick and said his ass was burning a little. I told him it would pass soon and started eating him again which seemed to calm him down. Tre was now throat fucking Ty and making him gag on his dick, but Ty seemed to be loving it. I slowly pulled Ty up to where he was on all fours while rimming him. I then leaned back up and moved closer. I put my dickhead at his hole and Tre pulled him up into a kiss as I pushed my dickhead into him. Even with the weed, smoking, the booty bump, and being fucked by Xavier earlier, his hole was still tight as fuck. But Tre just kept kissing him, and I finally got my unlubed raw dickhead in his hole. He whimpered a little but I could feel the tina make his hole grab at my dick wanting more deeper. Tre gave him the pipe, and he took two big hits. As he was lighting the bowl for his third, I grabbed Ty’s hips and pushed in hard. Ty yelped a little and looked back over his shoulder. He asked me to go slower. I just said sure buddy. Finish that hit, and I’ll start again. Once he blew out his cloud, I grabbed his hips again and shoved about 4 more inches in until my dickhead hit his inner hole. He yelped again and was about to say something but Tre was putting his dick back in Ty’s mouth. I pulled out until just my head was left in and could already see a streak of blood on my dick. I looked up at Tre and winked. He knew what that meant. I grabbed Ty’s hips again and this time shoved 8” in until I hit his inner hold again. Ty just grunted around Tre’s dick. I leaned over and kissed his neck and told him how good and tight he felt and that his ass fit my cock like a glove. I pulled out again leaving just the head in and thrust again. Ty was getting used to it rough and the booty bump was seriously starting to kick in. This time I pulled all the way out and slammed 8” deep hitting the back of his wall again. He pulled off Tre’s dick and asked, “What is that you keep hitting? It feels like you keep hitting a wall.” “I am, but I’m going to open up your inner hole in a minute. I just wanted you to get used to my dick in you and how it feels. I know I”m a lot thicker than Xavier, so your hole is stretched open good.” Ty just nodded and went back to sucking Tre’s dick. I pulled out again and this time waited for Ty’s hole to close completely before I slammed my dick in again. This time I hit the right angle and I pushed in past the inner hole and Ty just arched his back and yelled. “That’s it buddy. All 9 thick latino inches are in your hot little ass. You keep squeezing me like that and I’m going to cum.” I pulled out and noticed more streaks of blood on my cock. I wiped some off on my finger and showed Tre. He just moaned and shoved Ty all the way down on his dick. He looked at me and mouthed the words “Wreck his hole” and I just nodded. I pulled all the way out again and slammed in again getting balls deep. Ty just moaned this time. “That’s it buddy. Feels good doesn’t it. I know you like having that big raw cock up your ass.” He just moaned and pushed back trying to get my dick in deeper. “OK buddy, I hear you. I’m going to really start fucking you know.” I pulled all the way out and slammed in again. Over and over. His hole loosened up and naturally got a little wetter not only from my precum but his blood as well. He was getting into it, so I decided to reward him and really focus on hitting his g spot when I slammed into him. He started moaning like a whore and his hole was quivering. I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. “Do you want me to make you cum, Ty? Do you want to cum while I’m fucking this tight little ass of yours?” He just moaned and nodded with a mouthful of cock. So I pegged his g spot over and over until he started cumming all over the sheets. I pulled out and then started slamming in balls deep now that he was cumming and the tight ass just pulled me in and started squeezing my cock so hard I lost it. “Fuck yeah, Ty buddy. That ass is gonna make me nut.” I pulled out one last time and shoved it in deep. I started filling his hole with my seed. “Take that big dick buddy. You feel me shooting deep inside your inner hole? My special seed likes to stay up there deep in you so it can spend a long time with you. You feel your hole milking my dick? It’s trying to get that dick so deep that my seed can stay with you and make you mine.” I shot volley after volley of hot cum deep in his inner hole. Ty was shaking as my dick was spasming. Tre had let him up off his dick so he could hear him moan. He was panting and saying how good it felt. Tre lifted up his chin as I was still shooting in him and asked, “Doesn’t that feel amazing? Feeling all that special seed get deep in your boy pussy. I know you’re making Javi feel amazing. He cums a lot so just sit there and enjoy feeling all of his nut getting deep in you trying to make you pregnant.” Ty just moaned and squeezed my dick again. I kept unloaded deep in his ass and feeling him squeeze my dick. My special seed was getting in there and mixing with the cuts inside and mixing with his blood. I shivered as the last spurts got milked out of me. Pulling out slowly I wanted to make sure his inner hole closed so that my nut would stay in him as long as possible before I pulled out of his hole. My did was coated in pink cum. Tre turned Ty around and told him to clean my dick. Ty greedily sucked me off before noticing the bitter iron taste in his mouth. “Am I bleeding?” he asked. I nodded. “Just a little bud, but you did great. Your ass is amazing and it milked my dick so good.” He looked at me like he wasn’t sure how to formulate his next sentence. “What about condoms?” “Well, it’s too late for one now buddy, besides you did great and you felt great. And now my seed is deep in you. Don’t you like that?” He nodded and then looked up at me again. “It’s safe right? I mean you’re clean right?” “Sure am buddy. I took a shower right before we picked you guys up.” Before he could ask another question, Tre started eating his ass and I pushed him back down on my still hard dick. Tre has a very talented tongue that can go deep so I know Ty was loving it especially by the moans he was making. I leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Tre wants to fuck you too? Can he? He’s got an even bigger dick, but he’ll make you feel so good.” And I lit up the pipe and took a hit and pulled Ty off my dick and shotgunned him three times. “So, what do you say sexy buddy? Can Tre fuck you?” Ty looked at me and smiled. He looked over his shoulder and said, “You can fuck me, but only if you fuck my like you fucked Javi earlier. I want to see your face as your fuck me so I can grab your ass and play with your hot chest.” Tre laughed. “You watched us fucking earlier, huh? Well I guess I can fuck you like that. But get over here and get on your back and pull those legs back high. I want to eat that hot cum filled ass some more before I add my own to your hot little boy pussy. Ty giggled and quickly got on his back, pulling his legs in the air and exposing his hole. Right at that moment it involuntarily twitched and a big glob of pink cum oozed out that Tre quickly devoured before pushing his tongue deep into Ty’s hole and making him moan like the cumslut he was becoming. ********************* What do you guys want to see next? I'm writing the Tre chapter as we speak. But after Tre fucks Ty, does Xavier find out? Do Tre/Javi get Ty even more spun and use him harder? Let me know your thoughts. I appreciate all of the positive feedback thus far.

Wanker’s Story: I still couldn’t think of why Sarge singled me out. We’d just gotten back from the field, tired and muddy. It was dark out, but it gets dark early in November at this latitude. At least that’s what was explained to me when I asked Bootlicker a couple weeks ago. There was something about the tilt of the earth, position around the sun, blah blah blah, something, something hemisphere seasons and rotating. Bootlicker had all the answers. I couldn’t remember jack shit. But as Sarge said, grunts don’t think, they get shit done. Bootlicker could have just said “because it gets dark “ and that would have been enough. But fucking no, he had to pull out his brain and write a fucking book. Like anyone needed a brain in the Army. Follow me, that’s all we needed to hear. Standing at attention waiting for who knows what left my mind time to wander. Sarge didn’t say a thing. He stood six feet away, behind me. No one else was there, but it was obvious we were waiting for someone else. “Don’t even breathe, Private Sendahl. Don’t you fucking move. Tell the truth, and maybe I can find a way to keep you in your unit. You DO NOT want to go where they send troublemakers.” Sarge growled in a whisper behind me. At that moment, the lieutenant walked in from the door across from us. I executed my very best salute, hoping it passed muster with Sarge. “At ease, Sergeant.” Having not been released, I remained at attention. The lieutenant sighed. “Well I didn’t need this headache after the stunt you pulled with the Bravos, Sarge. No gear, no equipment? And you knew it was going to rain. Anyway, it’s been dealt with. This childish bullshit though? This went beyond a simple prank. I get it, we compete with Alpha, Charlie and Delta. I look the other way, as do the other lieutenants. For most of it. We got lucky that Sergeant Horvath came to me. Rather than take it up the chain.” The lieutenant’s dark eyes stared at Sarge, then examined me. “He’s the one?” He asked. “Yes sir.” Sarge replied. The lieutenant paused. I could feel him sizing me up. 5’10”, 165 pounds, mostly muscle but I loved chips and donuts. Definitely in shape, I had nothing to be ashamed about. I could even see a couple abs if I flexed them. Brown hair in a regulation buzz cut, nothing extreme like the high and tight some guys wore, just short enough to not have to do anything with it. Demon liked his hair crazy, I just wanted to forget mine was there. I had other things to worry about, like the pranks I loved to commit. I slowly put it all together as lieutenant let the silence smother us all. Oooooohh, the drama. It was lost on me. I was trying to crank up my moronic brain to figure out what I was in trouble for. In my defense, it could have been, like, six things. I was really busy. But hearing Sergeant Horvath’s name, and a prank gone too far, it pointed to just one. Sergeant Charlie told the lieutenant what I did to Charlie’s shampoo in their showers. Still, I think they were overreacting. We called all the sergeants by their platoon designation. Charlie had four, we had four, the Alphas had three and the Deltas had four. Sergeant Horvath was one of the four Sergeant Charlies. “Well, Private. Explain yourself.” The lieutenant ordered. “Sir. I replaced the shampoo with contact adhesive, sir.” Did I see a grin starting? Nope. It disappeared. Back to Officer Angry-with-my-bullshit. Lieutenant Disappointed-with-my-childish-actions. “Do you consider your actions well thought out?” He asked. That stumped me. Was it a trap? I mean, of course I thought it out, I didn’t guess what to put in there, how to sneak into their showers, how mad they were going to be. I thought about it a lot. In fact, it gave me something to laugh about while I shivered in the cold rainy mud all last week. I thought about it probably a hundred times. That pretty much defined ‘well thought out’ in my head. “Uh, yes sir? I planned it all out, executed my mission, and I guess since I’m here , the results were successful. I guess my answer is yes.” “NO! THE ANSWER IS NO!” The lieutenant yelled. I flinched. “He turned to Sarge, who I couldn’t see. “Is he truly that brilliant AND stupid? “Sir, I believe he’s just stupid.” Sarge the rat bastard replied. I was honest. He told me to be honest. So, honest equals stupid. Lesson learned, oh great Army command! You’d think by now I would have learned you should NEVER give your honest assessment to a superior, unless you were in battle. “Don’t you love digging that latrine, Private?” An honest answer gets you a week of latrine duty. So you yell “I LOVE digging latrines for the Army, Sarge!” The lieutenant shifted back to me. “I’m going to let the Sergeant explain every boneheaded mistake you made. Not that it’s likely to make it into that dense bowling ball you carry around on your shoulders. And he gets to decide what to do with you. Dismissed.” I followed Sarge in silence. My Sarge, Sergeant Walters, wasn’t that much taller than me, but he was built like a brick shithouse. He probably weighed 185 or 190. He looked like he could break me into pieces. Wide, bulky shoulders tapered down to a 30 inch waist, then ballooned out to a meaty solid ass before thickening into beast like thighs and calves. His BDUs bloused perfectly at the top of his size 11 boots. Of course Sarge did everything we did in PT, but he also hit the gym twice a day. I’d seen him there on the few occasions I went myself . I couldn’t imagine how much he had to eat to maintain that level of physicality, but it had to be at least twice as much as me, but without the donuts and other garbage. He marched in that precise, measured stride that all soldiers eventually adopted, each step the same length, the same timing, only it wasn’t a stiff parade march, just a casual stroll. He probably had a favorite marching cadence that played constantly in his head. The man seemed to eat, breathe and sleep Army. I wondered which one. Whatever disciplinary consequences he was going to dole out, it wasn’t going to be in the Sergeant’s block in the barracks. So… unofficial punishment? See, I wasn’t as stupid as he thought. I congratulated myself with a self satisfied look on my face. As if he could see my face from 6 paces ahead of me, he growled “wipe that FUCKING grin off that ugly mug, Private!” He led me to another building on the post, one I hadn’t been permitted to enter before now. We got to a small room just large enough for a desk and filing cabinet. He closed the door behind him. I stood there off to the side and he came around to lean his ass against the military issue desk, your basic gun metal gray rectangular block of metal. “You’re not going to like this Private. But we have to do it. It’s going to keep you with your unit. Do you want to stay with your unit?” I gulped. I guess it just hit me that I was in bigger trouble than I figured. “Yes Sergeant, I want to stay.” “Then you’re going to have to take this like a man. You pissed off both the right guy, and the wrong one. See, Horvath was willing to keep this from going up the chain, which means you have an out. But you have to choose to take it. In your career with the Army, you’ll have many choices like this… well, not exactly like this, but we don’t always want to send things up the chain. It causes a mess. It brings investigations. It means paperwork and hearings and meetings with officers. It means black marks on your record. “. Sarge sighed. His voice became less intense, almost caring. “We could have looked the other way for all of this. I have to admit, contact adhesive… those Charlies had to shave their heads. I admire how diabolical that was.” He chuckled, crossing his arms, which made his pecs bulge into massive hills. His smile dropped. “Mistake one: you didn’t recon to detect surveillance. There are cameras inside and outside every barracks. Mistake two: you didn’t camouflage your appearance, and made yourself easily identifiable. Mistake three: you used military resources without authorization - the contact adhesive you took from maintenance, again without avoiding surveillance or employing camouflage. Those three things, we could have overlooked or at least turned into a minor infraction. But mistake four: the damage to the shampoo dispensers resulting in destruction of Army property… that’s taken very seriously. Do you understand, Private?” “I do, Sergeant.” I said in a weak voice. “What’s going to happen?” I was starting to get scared. It was just a prank, but Sarge was right. In my rush to prank the Charlies, I forgot my training. I KNEW all that shit. Although my unit wasn’t recon, we were still taught not to move without proper intelligence, revise the plan and mission accordingly, and most of all cause ONLY the damage necessary to accomplish the mission. We weren’t artillery, just letting the shells fly, blowing shit up. “Pain. Humiliation. And hopefully a lesson learned.” Sarge explained. He sighed again. “Drop your drawers Private, and lean over the desk, chest flat, legs spread.” I froze for a second, then went on automatic. I took off my trousers and boxers, feeling scrawny next to Sarge’s fit muscles. “I have to ask, Sendahl. Have you ever had anything up your ass?” “No Sarge, I’m not gay.” I said, slightly offended. “I’m not asking if you’re gay. You know I’m not allowed to ask that. Plenty of straight guys like getting their asses played with, sticking things up there, a girlfriend’s finger during a blowjob, their own finger when jacking off, vibrators, lots of stuff. No shame in that. No shame in being gay, either. I know a few gay soldiers. Good men, tough, dedicated. Know some lesbian soldiers too, and I can tell you now the Army, Marines and Navy have seen both gay and lesbian soldiers serve with honor, valor, bravery and distinction throughout our history. But I’m not asking if you’re gay. I’m saying what’s coming next would be easier if you were. Now, you have to choose. Horvath is going to come in here and fuck you in the ass. That’s the punishment he chose to make you serve. It will hurt like hell, but I can do something to make it not as painful. I can’t do anything about Horvath’s huge dick, but I can break you in before he gets here. He won’t be gentle, but I will. And hopefully you’ll be able to walk out of here on your own legs. But it’s up to you. Either you take your punishment from Horvath, or we send this up the chain. What will it be?” I’d heard nightmares about guys getting raped, how their assholes got torn up, their insides ruptured. I doubted Sarge and Horvath would do that to me deliberately, a soldier with an obviously raped ass would start an investigation that would make shampoo dispensers a joke. But it didn’t mean it couldn’t happen by accident. I had a choice, but it didn’t feel like a choice at all. Still, my training told me the more you accepted something disagreeable, the easier it was to complete the task. Running five miles was easier if you didn’t focus on the pain, but reminded yourself what you were getting out of it, becoming stronger. I looked Sarge in the eye. “I’m sorry I fucked up, Sarge. Thanks for finding a way out of this for me. I’ll take my punishment.” Sarge looked a little sad at first, which I appreciated. I felt better for the sympathy. Then he said “what’s pain, solder?” “Pain is what we eat for breakfast Sarge!” I barked back automatically. “Alright. I will let you in on a secret. This probably won’t be your only time taking it up the ass in the Army. So relax, it doesn’t mean anything, or change who you are. It doesn’t mean you’re gay, or going to turn gay. I’m not gay, but I’ve taken it up the ass more than a few times for my brothers. “ “Really? You?” In my surprise I forgot his address. He just raised one eyebrow, shrugged, then grunted. “On your knees, Sendahl.” He said, unbuckling his belt. “ I’m not going to be able to do this without some help. And you absolutely don’t want Horvath to be the first one in there.” I knelt in front of Sarge, watching him unzip and peel down his combat uniform pants and underwear. The tails of his shirt hung over his crotch, and he pulled it up, exposing his soft dick and hanging balls. His junk was shaved completely smooth, which wasn’t too much of a surprise. More and more guys were trimming or shaving completely. His set looked hefty, thick, and manly, even soft he hung about four or five inches. He began unbuttoning his shirt, then removed it and laid it out on the desk behind him. “Better get started. Take my dick in your mouth, get me hard.” He commanded. I scooted closer. I could smell the week of sweat and musk coming off his crotch. His meaty thighs pressed together and pushed his cock forward, his large nutsack supporting it. I could see his balls moving inside his sack. The smell wasn’t a turnoff, just reminded me of how all the guys smelled after a workout or hard duty, even myself. I closed my eyes and took his flaccid cock in my mouth. The first cock I had ever sucked. I’m not going to lie, I always admired Sarge, kind of worshipped him, his dedication, how he could be an asshole but always with the goal of making us better soldiers. He was tough, but fair. He looked out for our unit, saw to it that we were pushed past our limits but never too far. Something about thinking of him that way clicked my brain over from having to do something distasteful to trying to do my best. If that meant sucking his dick, I wanted to do it right. I pulled it all the way into my mouth and sucked. “There you go, that’s right. Press your nose up against my crotch.” He told me. “Don’t suck hard, that’s not the trick. Just a little suction. That’s it, you’re doing great, Sendahl. Now swirl your tongue around.” I could feel his shaft getting fuller, harder, more solid in my mouth. I thought I tasted a tangy flavor, just a little. I wondered what that was. “Good, now slowly back it out, but not all the way. Then go back down. Slow. Gentle. Use your tongue. That’s it. Reach up and play with my balls.” I was grateful for his instructions. I had no idea how to suck dick. I promised myself to remember what he was saying so I could use it with the girls I hooked up with. I almost laughed at the thought that giving a blowjob was going to get me better blowjobs for myself later. “Don’t swallow all your saliva, your spit makes it feel better. A sloppy blowjob is the best kind. Keep moving.” I placed my other hand on his upper thigh, unconsciously rubbing up to his stomach to feel his hard abs, then coming back down to his pubic area to feel the smooth skin at the base of his cock. I suddenly wanted my eyes open. This wasn’t as bad as I thought. His scent was making me a little dizzy, the humid heat of his powerful thighs hitting me in the face. His cock continued to grow every time I tried to get down to the base, which was just not possible anymore as he was too big and was starting to hit my throat, making me gag and choke. ‘Take it out and give it a couple strokes with your hand. There ya go.” I finally saw what I was dealing with. My first up close hard dick. A small string of spit bridged out from the thick head of his cock to my lips. He was about 7 to 8 inches long, so far, almost fully hard. I watched it as I stroked him, my other hand still fondling his big nuts. They reminded me of Sleeper’s nuts, hanging a good five inches down, loose and full. I wished my balls were like his. There was just something masculine about big nuts. “Keep stroking, and lick my nuts. Take them in your mouth, but just one at a time. You won’t be able to get both in at the same time.” I did as he ordered, letting my tongue run over his sack. The musky smell was stronger, the taste of old sweat kind of pleasant. I cleaned his entire scrotum with my tongue first, suddenly wanting to lap up that manly flavor I now associated with strength, power, authority, protection… and brotherhood. It was amazing. I had always thought dick was gross. That balls were funny, but nasty. But Sarge’s balls were symbols of male potency. Trophies of masculine power. Orbs of confidence and strength. That was the moment I knew it wasn’t going to be the only dick I ever sucked. That I wanted to smell that smell again, taste that male specific flavor. Feel that heat only a man’s crotch put out. Because of his nuts. I sucked his right nut inside my lips, past my teeth and found I wanted to swallow it whole. But they weren’t the size of walnuts, or small plums like most guys. Like Sleeper’s nuts, Sarge’s testicles were each the size of a healthy lime. I wanted them in my throat, I wanted to choke on them, each one. He was right, I’d never get them both in my mouth at the same time. But I wasn’t a quitter. And I wanted that, NEEDED that, needed to feel their firm softness filling my entire mouth. Positioned like I was, I looked up at Sarge past my hand still stroking his now hard, spit soaked dick, who was looking down at me with a pleased grin. “You like my nuts, Sendahl?” He asked with genuine curiosity. I let his right nut go from my suction, tightening my lips around it and tugging on it with my mouth as it passed through. “Fuck. They’re fantastic. And the way they smell and taste. I never thought a guy’s nuts would be like this.” And then I opened as wide as I could and stuffed both of them into my mouth, knowing I had to do it, I had to get all of them inside me. God, they were warm. I couldn’t even close my mouth, just had to jam my tongue in and around them without letting my teeth close. I heard Sarge groan. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkk, soldier. Close your mouth a little, put some pressure on those beauties.” I did as ordered. I had to try to swallow, my mouth was filling with so much saliva I was going to drown myself on his incredible balls. I tried to bring my lips together around his upper sack, still keeping my teeth open. It wasn’t easy. I almost could, but didn’t want to hurt his most sensitive tools of manhood. “More.” He gasped. I could tell he was loving what it was doing. I decided to try to swallow. I let my throat open to drain the copious saliva, and one of his nuts went down. I almost choked, but I reflexively clamped my mouth down on his second nut, pressing my lips to the loose velvety skin of his upper nutsack. I gulped, kept gulping to get his nut to pass through my throat. I fucking lost my mind. My gripping throat was yanking his nuts, like a seal yakking down fish. “Fuck YES! Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!” Sarge panted. He stopped my hand stroking his dick. “Easy. Easy on my dick. Don’t make me shoot. How the fuck are you doing that?” He removed my hand, then opened his thighs to straddle my head, letting his hard dick rest on my forehead. “Stay there as long as you can breathe, kid. Fuck, no one has ever done that. “ My chin was now nestled up against his taint. I was still gulping, pulling his nut in my throat that wouldn’t descend further. I was amazed I wasn’t choking or gagging. It was just this firm globe stretching my throat just past my tonsils, but in spite of its size it felt good back there. My tongue and palate caressed and sucked the heady, musky flavor of his other nut, which felt like it fit perfectly in my mouth now. As I gulped, my chin rubbed across Sarge’s taint, and I could feel him pressing down into me, grinding the tender area into my chin. I kept it up for ten more seconds, but I had to breathe. Expelling those gorgeous orbs took a little care, so my teeth didn’t scrape them or tear skin. As they came free, his cock spasmed on my forehead, then trailed down between my eyes and across my cheek, leaving a thick trail of precum on its way. “Shit, that was amazing.” Sarge said, running his big paw across my buzz cut. “Get up on the desk, lay back on your back.” He pointed me to where he’d laid out his uniform and undershirt. I was glad I didn’t have to lay on the cold bare metal of the desk. “Lift your legs. We have to get you loosened up. Horvath will be here at 21:30. That gives me 15 minutes to get you ready to take the pounding he’s going to give you.” I did as he instructed, finding that laying on the warmth of his uniform calmed my nerves. I smelled him coming off the fabric. His scent familiar to me now, a smell I would never forget. In later years, I’d occasionally get a whiff of that scent from some other man around me, and my mind would instantly flash back to this moment. I’d look to see if he was near, my heart speeding up involuntarily, but knew that was impossible. He’d changed something in me. Whatever nightmare was about to happen, it was okay because my Sarge was there. I held my knees up to my chest, exposing my virgin hole. I decided that if I was going to get my cherry popped, Sarge was the only man I wanted to do it. I trusted him completely. He was doing this to protect me, save me from further pain and humiliation. I didn’t even care if he got something out of it. In fact I hoped he enjoyed it. Sick, I know. But you have to be in that situation, with a man like Sarge, to understand. I looked at him moving around to come up to my open asscheeks. I didn’t feel ashamed having another dude looking at my asshole. Whatever he needed to do, I fully accepted it. I was even a little curious how he would feel. I knew the heat of him, that warmth radiating off his huge body. It was too cold for us to be sweating, so his skin wasn’t shining, just completely smooth from his neck to his knees. I don’t know if he shaved his body too, but it made sense that he would. A muscle bulged on every part of him, big, solid pecs, rounded heavy shoulders, biceps that bunched up with every arm movement. You could tell his hair was blonde, its short clip reflecting the overhead lights. I breathed deeply and laid my head back on his uniform. I felt some warm drops of liquid going down my ass and running across my hole. I twitched. “Just a little lubricant, kid. Relax. Breathe. I got you. “ I did just that. But needed something more. I was afraid to ask, but more afraid not to. “Sarge. I need your smell. I’m sorry, I don’t want to be a pussy. But it relaxes me.” Knowing almost everything was under my back meant his underwear was the only article left. “Can… can I have…” “It’s okay, kid. This is going to be difficult. Just ask. No shame, remember.” I could have cried at the tenderness in his voice. “Your underwear. I need to smell you.” I felt his fingers leave the area around my hole. “Here you go. You want them on your face? Might be better that way so you can’t see anyway.” He held his boxer briefs up. They were black, Hanes. Good, I thought. The more they hugged his beautiful nuts the better. I wanted them in my mouth again, but his shorts would work just fine for smell, especially if he’d worn them for a long time. I nodded. “You sure? I’ve worn them all week, didn’t have a chance to change into new ones before this.” Again, concern for me filled his voice. “I’m sure. The stronger the better. You smell good.” Sarge chuckled. “It’s your funeral, kid. I hope they don’t make you pass out.” He bunched the up and pressed them to my face, holding them down onto my mouth and nose. “Breathe deep, I’m getting a finger in.” I sucked in the overwhelming odor of unwashed balls, his natural and specific mix of testosterone, sweat, hormones, and what I recognized as the slight tinge of dried piss and cum. His cum. From his balls. His incredible nuts. I wanted to suck the juices out of those Hanes boxer briefs. I wished I could. I felt my dick stir, just a little. “You okay, kid? Still with me? You’re doing great.” I hadn’t even realized he’d inserted two fingers in my tight nineteen year old ass. I initially went to clamp down, but instantly realized from the sharp pain that doing that was a mistake. I nodded and grunted an affirmative. “Good job soldier. We’ll get you there.” His large fingers moved around, gently massaging me from the inside while pressing and rubbing the outside of my sphincter with his other fingers. It didn’t feel all that terrible. My dick filled out another inch. “Another breath. Let my shorts take your mind off of what I’m doing.” He didn’t judge, didn’t say it cruelly. He actually sounded like he understood why I liked it. I breathed, and decided to get the fabric in my mouth. I pulled it in with my lips and teeth and ran my tongue over the material, and tasted a saltiness that made my mouth water. The flavor was intoxicating, knowing it was made by Sarge’s own body. I lost myself in savoring it, knowing I was moaning softly. “Well done, kid. I’m in. The hard part is over.” I reached up to move his underwear away from my eyes, refusing to take them away from my nose and mouth. Sarge was now pressed up against my ass, I couldn’t see his dick at all. God, he was burning hot against my ass. How could he put out so much heat? It felt good. His huge body stood above me, a gentle smile playing across his face. “I guess you like my shorts too? Glad they could help. It was like you didn’t even know what I was doing, you were so relaxed I slid right in, right to the balls.” “You’re in me? All the way in me?” I asked, muffled by his underwear on my mouth. “Oh yeah, and you feel pretty good in there. Now, I’m going to start slow, and it will be uncomfortable, but just keep doing what you’re doing. Then I’ll speed up. “ “Okay , Sarge. Do it. Fuck me. Open me up.” I knew the point was so that Sergeant Charlie didn’t injure me, and that maybe I wouldn’t be in any pain. I was glad I missed the exact moment Sarge popped my cherry. I didn’t want to know that. But I would remember his fuck. The only fuck I’ve ever had that made me think about being gay. His hard shaft pulled out slightly, then moved back in, so slow, so gentle, just easing in and out. I sucked more on his boxer briefs, moving them around so I could find the exact spot where the head of his dick sat pressed against his balls. I wanted the piece that was the most fully saturated with his musk. I inhaled it, drank it up while my head spun. I found it erotic and satisfying while driving a hunger I couldn’t describe. More, I wanted more. “There you go, kid. You feel amazing. So relaxed . You are taking all of me, so easily. Your ass feels amazing grabbing onto my dick. That’s it, it’s okay to enjoy it. No shame. Take your Sarge’s cock.” I let out a long, deep moan. It did feel good, stroking so deep inside of me, his thickness stretching my hole with every plunge. I relaxed my legs, letting my knees drop to either side of my chest. I wanted him deeper, wanted my ass open as much as I could manage to get him in. Just that small adjustment created a new feeling, I could sense every inch of his full manhood sliding in and out of me. It sent me to another place. I could feel those low hanging limes hitting my ass as he shoved into me, every stroke going all 8 inches from his head to the base, which felt even thicker than the rest of his shaft. All the way out. All the way back in, bottoming out every time with a little more force. Sarge watched me moan, saw my eyes travel across his sturdy muscles. “Touch me if you want. Do you want to feel my body while I fuck your tight grunt hole? “ I realized I did. I wanted to feel how he flexed with every thrust. I wanted to feel the animal hunt, attack, and feed. I reached up and grabbed ahold of his left pec, feeling its solidity, its sheer size that dwarfed my average hand. I grabbed and massaged, noticing how it tightened up on his downstroke, then relaxed on his withdrawal. His rhythm didn’t vary, still slow and even as he plunged his hard cock into my hole again and again. I suddenly wanted to feel his ass while he thrusted, knowing that was where his power originated for every stroke inside me. I moved both hands down his stomach, tracing every single abdominal muscle as they tightened and released. No fat, just skin over muscle. I suddenly thought of Zeus, our God, and wondered if he looked like this. He probably looked better, if that were possible. I reached Sarge’s hips, caressing them, feeling the bones of his pelvis, only a little harder and more solid than his muscles. My hands traveled around to his big, firm ass, so solid just like the rest of him. His glutes squeezed and relaxed, matching his pistoling cock. I unconsciously flexed my ass as he did, and Sarge gasped. “Yeah, I could feel that.” He said. “If you want to drive your buddy crazy, just do that on his dick. It feels amazing. Try it again.” I did. I tried to gauge when it affected Sarge the most. I waited until his head pulled almost all the way out, then flexed on it so his dick had to force its way back in. It didn’t even hurt, but the grunt from Sarge told me that was a good feeling. I did that a few times, using my hands on his ass to pull him into me harder every time. By now I had lost any inhibitions, I grunted and moaned whenever his thick cock hit me just right. “There it is. It feels good if you allow yourself to enjoy it.” Sarge said. “Best you don’t tighten down with Horvath, not this time. Just open up as much as you can, let him do his thing. God knows that’s what I do when he wants it. You’ll feel like a train is running up your shit tunnel, but he won’t take long. Horvath likes a quick violent bang. He’ll take you from behind, he thinks looking at who he fucks is too intimate. Which brings me to how I like to end things.” Sarge bent over, removing his now soaked underwear from my mouth. He smiled. “Looks like I’ll have to refill these for you. I think you sucked them clean. “ I gazed up into his ice blue eyes. I never noticed before how kind and soulful they were. His blonde eyebrows could hardly be seen, so light and thin as they were. His tanned face was clean shaven, his nose straight and not too large. It felt so strange studying the face of a guy who was shoving his dick in and out of my ass. My ass that I never thought would take a cock. My ass that I never thought would ENJOY taking a cock. I figured at that moment, it all depended on who was doing the fucking. I suddenly felt very lucky, very happy to expose my vulnerability. To this man, who was so kind, gentle, understanding and accepting. He must have seen the look on my face, the thankfulness in my eyes. “Aww, kid. I knew you had it in you. That feeling you’re having? That’s your love for your fellow brother. That’s why we do what we do out there. That’s why we sacrifice ourselves, why we’d step in front of any grenade, take any bullet for them. That’s what all of this means. That there’s nothing we wouldn’t do if they asked, if they were in need. I love you, brother.” “I love you brother.” I repeated. And then Sarge kissed me. A deep, searching kiss full of passion and need, love and understanding. Our tongues fought as he increased the pace of his strokes. But he always gave an extra hard shove when he bottomed out. I was kissing him furiously by now, wanting every part of him inside me. I was moaning like a whore. My entire body was on fire, willing him to fuck into me harder, deeper, more violently. And he didn’t disappoint. I could feel his passion increase, his thrusts become desperate. His cock felt like it was growing inside my ass, which pushed me into a frenzy. “Fuck me Sarge. Fuck me deep. I want you to fuck me like you own me. Please! “ I begged. I was still grabbing onto his rock hard ass, violently pulling him. I wrapped my legs around his waist to get even more leverage. “Yeah brother, I got you. I’m going to give you a fucking you’re never going to forget. I’m going to destroy your hole with my big dick. You want that? You want me to shoot my load inside you? You want my seed deep?” He said the words into my open mouth, punctuating them with his wide soft tongue. He bit my lip, nibbled on my tongue, slobbered all over my mouth, his saliva driving me insane as I tasted that part of him. “Fuck yes, Sarge! Use my ass like a pussy, fuck your cum inside me. Fuck it as deep as you can get it. I want it all.” I didn’t care what was coming out of my mouth. Sarge growled deep, “Yeah, your tight virgin grunt hole is gonna get filled up, buddy. I’m gonna take your cherry like a man. My little swimmers are going to flood your cunt. Your tight grunt hole is milking my fucking cock. Do that thing. Grab onto that dick you love and stroke it with your sweet little hole.” I didn’t hesitate. I started flexing my ass, and oh my God it felt so good. My arms were around his neck, my ankles and heels pressing on his ass with every thrust. He was plowing me like an animal, a huge sweating, mindless beast. His sweat, the scent it created on his skin pushed me over the edge. “Oh fuck, oh shit oh fuckfuckfuck” my dick started shooting cum up between us, his abs crushing my cock and balls. My nuts were practically inside my abdomen they were drawn up so tight. I spasmed every time his pole bottomed out, I lost count how many times I squirted. Halfway through my own incredible orgasm, Sarge grunted loud and deep. “Here it comes, kid. Take my load.” Then he speared his engorged cock deeper than he’d been before, let out a primal groan, threw his head back and his dick began throbbing and pulsing as he shot his heavy thick cum deep inside my guts. He pulled back once, and did the whole thing again, shoving his dick as deep as he could go. Once more , he repeated the shove, the groan, the throbbing. By the third one I was done cumming myself, so I could feel the spurts of his dick. He was pouring his seed inside me. That seed he made in his beautiful nuts, just this fuck, just for me. When he was finished, he collapsed on top of me, finding my mouth with his. The kiss he gave me was tender, generous, soft and gentle. “Mmmmmm, nothing like that feeling. Brother to brother. Giving each other a piece of ourselves. Taking away the pain.” Sarge mumbled. “Fuck! I love it every time!” He looked at me and smiled. “You’re a hot fuck, grunt. How was that? You okay?” I stared up at Sarge. I couldn’t believe it could feel that good. “That was amazing! I came without touching myself. I didn’t know you could cum with a huge dick fucking your ass, by HAVING a huge dick fucking you. Holy fuck Sarge!” Sarge chuckled. “The smaller ones are fun too, if they’re used right. But don’t worry, you’re not going to get all dick hungry. At least I don’t think so. You don’t seem the type.” “I don’t know, Sarge. I don’t WANT to get fucked again, but I kinda want to get fucked again.” I watched Sarge stand up, his cock still buried inside me, not softening at all. He looked down at my stomach and chest, then at his stomach, both smeared with my unintentional load. He swiped a big puddle with his fingers and brought them to his mouth, sucking my sperm off, licking them clean. “Not bad, kid.” He took another swipe, gathering more, and sucked it off his fingers too. “You surprised? Don’t be. Your brother’s seed is precious. Some guys don’t care for it, but I feel you honor your brother by taking his seed. Besides, yours tastes pretty good.” With that he leaned forward and licked my stomach clean. Slurping along, he came to my now soft dick, moving it into his mouth to clean it off. “Thanks kid.” He said after he finished. “I’m glad you enjoyed this. I wanted your first time to be good, to show you what it COULD be. You probably won’t enjoy Horvath quite as much, but who knows? It won’t feel bad or hurt if you allow yourself to enjoy it. That’s really the key.” As if Sergeant Charlie had a hidden signal, he walked in the door. He was so fast, I didn’t have a chance to jump or cover myself. Besides, Sarge didn’t move, letting his hands stroke my torso lazily. I was so relaxed I found I didn’t care. I just knew I didn’t want Sarge to take his hard dick out of my ass. But you don’t get what you want in the Army. “He broken in Walters?” Sergeant Charlie asked. I expected him to be angry, or at least gruff and sour. But instead he seemed like he was in a good mood. What the fuck? I couldn’t figure these Segeants out. “Yep Horvath. I gave him the good. Now you gotta give him the bad.” Sarge said. “You know I hate being the bad guy, Walters.” Sergeant Charlie complained. “Just once I’d like to be the good guy.” Sarge chuckled. “You know you can’t be the one to take a virgin grunt hole, Paul. You’re way too big. It never works. You need an assist? The kid’s got a great mouth, but he’s too green to manage your horse dick.” Horvath nodded and unbuckled his belt. “Yeah. Just get me hard.”

I’ve had unending horny brain all week. Tonight was my 10th load, and I could not be happier. Found a guy on Grindr right before I was giving up for the night Dude took me to his hotel room and let me blow him for like two minutes before he pumped and dumped his load in me. It’s still leaking as I’m walking 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...

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.

Was on A4A when i received a message from a Dom top telling me he was horny and needed to unload in a tight hole. We corresponded back and forth when I told him that this submissive could be prepared and at his place in less than 45 minutes. He sent me his address and i proceeded to shower and clean out. As always with someone new, i was excited during the twenty minute drive wondering how things would play out. When I arrived at his location, his place was a very modest house at the end of a country road. I pulled in the drive and he immediately stepped onto the porch to let me know I had arrived at the right place. He was as expected, a mature man in his late 50's with a full beard and in good shape for his age. As soon as i stepped in the door, the top ordered me to strip naked. Of course, his orders were followed immediately. Once naked, he had me show him my ass. Then he commanded me to my knees right there in the living room. He pulled out his soft cock and told me to suck him. Taking him in my hand and then my mouth his cock grew to a nice eight inches of throbbing meat. After about 10 minutes of sucking and licking his cock and balls he said let's move this to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, he commanded me to lie face down on the bed. It was only a few moments and he had removed all his clothes and climbed on top of my body. He kneaded my ass cheeks telling me how he has a a five day load built up. His hard cock was nestled between my ass cheeks when he reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube. He sat back and began to work the lube into my hole with his fingers. Next i felt the head of his hard cock at my hole with just enough pressure to begin to open me up. But before his cock entered me, he said let's change positions. He instructed me to let him lie down on the bed and for me to get between his legs and suck his cock again. After several minutes of enjoying his tasty cock he pulled his legs back and ordered me to eat his ass. This activity is still rather new to me but I was so turned on by the situation and being dominated that I just went after his hole like i was possessed. I ate his hole for about five minutes when he said he wanted to fuck and breed my ass. Again he ordered me to lie face down on the bed and spread my cheeks for him. I could hear and feel him lubing his cock. Then he was on top of my body again and his cock at the entrance to my rosebud. In one big push his cock was buried about halfway in my ass. Thank god I had used a 8 1/2 inch dildo to open my ass up before leaving my house. In no time he found a nice steady rhythm and pounded away at my hole. After about ten minutes I could tell he was getting close and reached back to pull him deeper into me. Then I began to encourage him to fuck his slut and breed me with his seed. That sent him over the edge and he buried his cock deep in my ass one more time. I could feel his cock pulse as he unloaded in my ass. After laying on top of me for several minutes, I could feel his formerly rock hard cock soften and slip out. He rolled off of me and we chatted for a while about how he would like to do this again and possibly take things a bit further by including bondage or others as he likes sloppy seconds.

Met a bottom a LONG time ago who so wanted to get fucked by me and claimed he loved to get fucked hard, long, and deep. Sounds good, right? Well, not when he claims he's more experienced than he is. Got him to my place and proceeded any normal fuck. Some rimming, fingering lube into him. Yeah, he was a bit tight but didn't seem virgin and, of course, he kept claiming he loved getting fucked hard. So, I started to claim his hole. I lubed well and pushed in slowly so he can get used to me. I know my cock is thick but not enormous. So, I start slow to let bottoms get used to the stretch. But this guy kept saying, "Ow, that hurts." and other complaints asking me to pull out. After a half hour of that crap, I said, "This isn't going to work. You'll have to go." I've never said that before or since. That was probably 20 years ago! Of course, nowadays, if they whine about it hurting, I just say something along the lines, "Awww, it hurts? Take it slut. It will feel better soon." Of course, I don't care if does feel better or not. If you claim you're experienced, then you're getting my nut one way or another.

Went to the local ABS just to get off. It had been more than a week since I shot a load, and I was looking to watch some hot porn, stroke, and release all that pent up seed. When I got there, there weren't many guys, so I fed some money and sat back to watch and wait. After a while, there was someone on the other side of the two-way window between booths, and so I turned on the buddy feature to check him out. Holy shit. It was a smokin hot middle eastern dude in blue scrubs. He had olive skin, boyish features, jet black buzzed hair, and a tantalizing glimpse of dark fur poking out of his V-neck. He nodded, and then made hand signals to ask if he could come over. Fuck yes, bro! He never said a word as he let the upper half of his scrubs down. It was a beautiful sight: perfectly defined pecs under trimmed black hair, and a trail that spread out over his super flat stomach and abs. Soooo my type. I groped him, he groped me back, and a bent over to taste his cock. That's when he trailed a wet finger down my spine, between my cheeks, and stopped at my hole. He wet his finger again while I was concentrating on giving him the best blowjob ever, and that's when he slipped a finger in my ass. I was no looking to get fucked, and I never wanted to do it with a random dude in a video arcade. But he was handsome as hell, smokin hot body, a finger probing my insides, and besides, he was wearing scrubs. Figured he was a med student or intern at a nearby hospital. Without ever saying a word, he used his hands to coax me around so that he had a clear view of my ass. The booth was tiny, so he was practically up against me anyway, but it was an easy path to my wet hole. I let the head of his cock tease my hole, and then he pulled me back and onto him. Skewered is the term. I stifled a yelp, cuz I didn't want to attract attention, but I knew I was gonna get fucked my this totally hot Middle Eastern stud. He was gentle, waiting for me to adjust to being penetrated before he started to push in, pull out, and push in--a little deeper each time. Still not a sound or a word from him, but by that point I was totally wanting this to happen. Several times he used his hands to pull my hips back onto him, and he was balls deep, grinding his hard cock into me. I didn't feel him cumming--no swelling or that pumping sensation that totally turn me on I when I read about it on here. Instead, I could hear the difference. He was hard, he was still pumping in an out of my ass, but there was the squishy sound of more than spit. He never said anything, and for all I know, he shot a second load inside me. Pretty soon, he just gradually stopped, pulled out real slow, and started pulling up his underwear. Then he left without a word, leaving me to think about what just happened. I've definitely been fucked before, but it's been ages since I was bred deep like that. I left thinking I was lucky that I wasn't the one wearing cotton scrubs. There would have been a huge wet spot all over my lower backside as his load began to leak out on my way home. The smell of cum was plain to me, and I wonder if the other people on the crowded bus could tell that the passenger with flushed cheeks, had just been fucked hard. Sweet.

I am a fan of Sex-Clubs. Pay-enter-drink-fuck/fist/piss-cum/cum/cum-pay-wash cock- go home. Life can be so easy.Amen

She scowled. I turned and mumbled that I was going to take a shower. She opened her mouth to say something but thankfully closed it as I walked through the living room into the master bedroom. I closed that door and the inner bathroom door and turned the shower on hot. ***** I'll never forget the sight of Benny--massive cock fully erect, encased in glistening rubber like a safer sex psa--pulling out a drawer under his coffee table and pulling out a sheet. "Don't want to get lube on the couch" he said cheerfully. The reality of the situation suddenly came back into focus. "Listen. Benny. You cannot fuck me. I shouldn't have, you know, let you blow me. But you know how consent works." I wrapped my arms around my shoulders. God I must have looked ridiculous, sitting on a big leather couch, naked from the waist down trying to look firm. Meanwhile some twink got railed in some generic hotel room on the 60". Benny paused for a moment and then pressed the sheet into the couch cushions. "Of course that's how consent works. Here's the thing. I think you want to consent to me fucking you in the ass. I think you're concerned about your wife finding out, which I understand. But i think that even more you want to get fucked in the ass." My cock had recovered from my orgasm and between the smut and Benny's proposition, I was hard again. I was also terrified and desperate to feel a man fuck me. My cheeks flushed. He was gracious when I said "OK Benny, I consent." ***** Near tears, I'd asked him to add as much lube as possible and he came through. I realized it must be on my boxers and shorts and was in all likelihood on my tshirt, too. Obviously I'd strewn those items all around the bathroom and hadn't gotten out anything else to wear. ***** Benny jerked his cock against my hole. I was shaking in anticipation. Benny pushed his forearm into the small of my neck hard and pressed his fat cock head into my lubed ass. I swallowed a yelp. I wasn't ready for that. I did my best to meditatively breath as Benny pounded my virgin ass. His cock flopped out of me and I felt lube run down my balls. "Your ass is so tight. I thought you were lying about being straight." "No really, it's my first time doing anything with a guy." "Don't worry hun. I'll use plenty of lube. Just relax." I stayed pressed low on the couch trying to regulate my breathing, spacing out a little on Benny.

Been extra horny. Hit up a older guy who has fucked me a few times. cleaned up easily right after work thanks to PURE and head over. Stripped down and got to work slobbering on his already hard dick. He is thick, like really thick. Normally I can’t take him without a hit of poppers or if I stretch me hole before with a toy. no toy no poppers. I suck him for a bit, then we move to the bedroom. I get on all four, and he just dives right in going to town eating out my hole. Fuck it felt so damn good. he applies some lube and inserts a finger or two. “god your hole is tight” he says. He then a proceeds to slide in my tight hole. He takes it slow till he’s balls deep then gyrates for a bit so I can adjust to his size. Once I’m ready he begins pounding away. “fuck me daddy, stretch that tight fucking hole. Pound my ass” I say. He loves the dirty talk and I can feel him rearranging my guts. not soon after he starts grunting, shooting his kids deep Inside me. I start rocking on his dick still inside me as I’m determined to milk all his seed out him. He starts fucking me back before eventually slipping out. I then get down on my knees and taste myself on his dick. I’m going down, slobbering on his head. He’s grunting and moaning in pleasure. I was hoping to get another load down my throat but nope. I’ll be back next week for another one. this Thursday a guy on BBRT wants to fuck me in his sling.

I was walking in my favorite sex club, the smell of sweat, cum, and poppers were in the air. I was intoxicated by the smell and my hole was buzzing, in the video room, my SIR had made a big show of breeding my hole, a few guys added their sperm and felched my used furry black ass. My SIR kissed me, told me I was his good boy, and sent me to play on my own, to find a hole to breed. This was the first time that I had been out in a week, as I had recently had the fuck flu, which, of course, derailed my play time, but my SIR, my POZDADDY was proud of me: I had taken his seed, his virus. I had earned his collar and a permanent place in his life. Not the usual thoughts one has while walking through a dark and dingy sex club, but I couldn't help myself, and I found myself wondering if I should find some condom queen and stealth him, or just look for a bareback slut, or hold-out for the willing and honest bug chaser? I heard grunting, I heard a voice beg "More, harder." The voice made my blood boil. I knew exactly who it was! Instantly, a huge grin crossed my face. Perfect. Just too fucking perfect. A huge, 'roided-out tattooed Daddy that I knew from the gym walked out of the booth, his dick (sporting a PA) flopped out of his jeans. My prey. I walked in the room, and there he was bent over... a blindfold around his eyes... my younger brother. I was instantly hard. On the floor I saw discarded and semen-filled condoms. Such a waste, still, if he is playing safe, then he's probably neg. Perfect, I thought. Without a word, I bent down and tongue-fucked my younger brother's used hole. I gotta admit, although I grew-up hating my brother, I was hard as a rock, if only because undeniable that nice asses ran in our family. Or was I hard because I knew what I had in store for him? My dick got even harder when I glanced on his hand and saw his wedding ring. I spread his bubbled ass cheeks apart, unlike me, his ass is nice and smooth. He whimpered like the bitch he is as my tongue went in deeper. Usually, I hate the taste of an ass that has been tainted by latex, but all I could think about was infecting his body with my, my SIR, my POZDADDY'S virus. I lined-up my bare cock and nudged his hole, at the same time, catching sight of the biohazard tattoo that I sported on my torso, below my navel. Still wordless, I grinned. Then my brother pulled out a condom and handed it to me. I opened it, took out the condom, and threw it aside, I held poppers to his nose. In his fucked-out and popper induced haze, he didn't register that I wasn't wearing the condom as my bareback, incestuous dick entered his hole. I grabbed his ass, and began plowing his hole. I wondered how many men had fucked him that night, and how long he had led a secret life of being a bottom bitch, while married to my sister-in-law. Heh heh, he'd be a poz bottom bitch once I was done with him. I thought about all the times he was favored as we grew up, and imagined my dick was a gun, and my semen were the bullets. As he knew it, his life would be over. "Oh man, that feels so fucking good, so fucking amazing!" I thought how my family had disowned me, and how vocal he had been about not wanting a faggot for a brother. Who's the faggot now, I thought. He was in a darkroom, bent over, his estranged older brother's poz death stick violating his lying, cheating ass. This was too good, this was too much. My nuts began to boil over. The trigger went off. I let loose my potent, high viral load poz sperm deep into his guts. He exclaimed "Holy shit! Wha... wha... did you cum in me! You better not have!" as he took off his blindfold. I laughed as his face went pale, remarking with a smirk "You're hardly in a position to make demands... baby brother."

For me, it depends on the bottom. I've got a couple married men that get off on being my cumdump, so I feed their urge. Pump and dump in them and give them the mindfuck they crave. They're dedicated. Others it's more intimate. The connection of taking the time to make sure they're as satisfied as I am in giving them as much they want. Looking into their eyes as their legs are on my shoulders. Making sure they're happy.

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.

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!

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.

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

With Christmas only a few days away I was not looking forward to my first Christmas alone. It’s only been about 8 months since Eric and I broke up and for the first time since then I’ve felt truly alone. But we had some good times we spent the past 18 years together and I guess all things must come to an end. To get my mind off the Holidays and avoid the crowds shopping I decided to go to my gym and do a work out. I got checked in and made my way to the locker room. As I was getting dressed I met up with Dave and we chatted a bit about the holidays. We finished getting dressed and made our way out to the gym to do our workout. Dave asked me if he could work out with me and I was like sure its good to have some company working out. As we were working out I told him about spending Christmas alone and how this was my first Christmas by myself. Dave told me about a get gift exchange party he and his friends have every year around the holidays. He went into detail that the party starts on Christmas eve and it’s a sleepover at his buddy’s house. I said wow that sounds like a lot of fun. He gave me the address and said be there around 7pm and we start the gift exchange around 9. We finished our work out and headed back to the locker room to shower and change. As we were showering he mentioned one other thing bring some alcohol along that was the only pre requisite. We finished getting dressed and headed out of the gym. Dave waved back to me and said see you Friday @ 7pm. I replied back looking forward to it. Over the next few days I was curious as to what to bring for the gift exchange, I made my way over to Target to look around and find something to bring to this gift exchange. I found the perfect gift and took it home and wrapped it up. My holiday depression was now changed, and I was excited about the holidays. the night of the party has arrived. I put the address into my car’s navigation and made my way over to the address. As I pulled in I had a hard time finding a parking spot, there were quite a few people already here for the party. I knocked on the door and was met by a cute young guy barely wearing an elf’s outfit. He said you must be here for the gift exchange. I said yea I am. Well come on in and make yourself at home...As I entered I could see the room filled with all guys which to me is not a problem. I found the host and introduced myself and gave him my bottle of wine and my gift. He said oh you are Dave’s friend, well come and enjoy the party the gift exchange starts around 9. I made my way around and met some of the guys, found out that this party is quite popular and everyone here looks forward to this party to set off the holidays. I found my friend Dave who gave me a big hug and said he was glad I came. At 9pm the host got everyone’s attention and asked who was new to this party. As I looked around there were a few guys that were new including me. We all raised our hands and we were each given a packet. The host said don’t open the packet till the right time. After the host gave all of us newbies our packets another guy was handing out the packets to the other guys. The host then explained the rules of the gift exchange and told us all to have fun. After I heard the rules I felt a bit embarrassed as I thought this was an actual gift exchange and not a sex party, but since I haven’t had sex in months I figured hey might as well have fun. The newbies were to open their packets and seek out the match to their cards that were inside. So I started on my quest and found this short body builder, we chatted for a bit and then went into one of the rooms. We got naked and made out, he bent me over the side of the bed and started eating out my ass, oh my god it felt so good I haven’t had that in a long time. After a while he said are you ready, I looked back and said yes give it to me. With that he slid his thick fat cock up my ass and started fucking me, this felt so good I have not been fucked in a long time. He started fucking me really hard and in a few minutes he started cumming in my ass. At first I was in heaven and then I realized he just came inside me with out a condom. I asked him about that and he said its part of the rules no condom allowed. With that me left the room and said enjoy your gift. I stood there in amazement as to what just happened and soon another guy came in and said can I see your card. I showed him my card and he said I have the match to that. We compared cards and sure enough we had a match. After a few minutes we started making out, I never made out with a black man and this guy was totally hot. He pushed me down to his cock and I was eye to eye with the biggest cock I’ve ever seen up close. He pulled my face into his crotch and I was soon taking his big cock down my throat, as I kept sucking I kept gagging trying to take his cock all the way down my throat. I swear the thing must have grown to at least 10 inches. He pulled me up to my feet and turned me around so I was again facing the bed, he pushed me down so my ass was again exposed. He spit on his hand and started working his fingers into my hole, after a few minutes he pushed his hard cock into me with one thrust. I screamed in pain, but he pushed me into the bed to muffle my scream. He kept pounding my ass harder and harder. I have never been fucked like this in my life, part of me was in pain and part in pleasure. I was thinking this is going to be a good Christmas.

Sorry for the long delay guys - here is the next chapter from the little bro: We lay there in a pile on the bed for a while as I slowly come down from the sex high of taking my brother’s load for the first time. I’m covered in cum and we’re all sweaty. I notice Marc stand up and my brother and I lock eyes for a few seconds before he slowly pulls his raw dick from my ass. I feel empty but very fulfilled…purely happy. Marc is dressed and Ryan throws on his shorts to walk out with his friend. I just lay there running my hands in the cum on my abs. Ryan walks back into his bedroom and sits on the bed. I sit up and look at him. We suddenly burst out in laughter. Both of us falling back on the bed, laughing so hard. Giggling. Smiling ear to ear. I look at Ryan, “so that was fun!” Ryan – fuck yeah bro, I mean. Damn. I guess we don’t need to keep secrets from each other anymore! I nod. Smiling. “Do you hook up with Marc a lot?” Ryan – Now and then. We met at a party a few months ago and he travels a lot for work. So he happens to be here now. Me – Nice bro. Wish I had been at that party! I sit up, looking at my brother’s hot chest and abs, his cock still semi hard in his loose shorts. Me – Why did he have to run so quickly? He always run after he cums? I was hoping he would have another go. Ryan – Awe, bro. You fucking slut. Did you want his load too? I grin, nodding. Ryan – Fuck Braden, you really are a slut. You would have let him cum in your ass just like that? Some guy you don’t know? Me – Do you have a problem with that, bro? Ryan – Fuck no. I thought you were hot as fuck taking his cock. I really want to see you get fucked again! Me – I bet you do – I saw how you looked at me when he started fucking me. Do you let random guys you don’t know fuck you bareback, Ryan? Ryan laughs a bit, “It is fun, isn’t it Braden?” I just nod. “It’s actually one of my favorite things…makes me so fucking horny!” Ryan – Good. That’s really good. I wanna see just what kind of wild gay slut you are, bro! Let me own your ass, bro! Me – Fuck yeah bro. I’ll do anything you want so long as I can get your cock inside me again! Ryan – Damn Braden. I’ve wanted to fuck your tight smooth swimmer ass for so long! Years I’ve been lusting after you…too bad I didn’t get to pop your cherry! But I’ll make up for it, I promise. Just two rules, OK? Me – What are they? Ryan – Always and only take a dick bareback, OK? No condoms. Me – duh! What’s the other rule? Ryan – You take any cock I tell you to. When you’re out on your own, you can do whatever you want. But when we’re playing together, if I tell you to let someone fuck your ass or mouth, you do it. Deal? I look right into my brother’s eyes, a little bit hard to believe just how wild and kinky I think he is now! I slowly nod. Me – Deal. I promise, Ryan. Ryan leans over and kisses me on the lips. I kiss him and open my mouth, responding to his body. Kissing harder. His hands running over my body. Ryan slowly breaks the kiss and let’s out a big sigh. Ryan – Fucking hell bro, you are so hot! No wonder you’ve had a lot of experience already! So there is a party tonight. Marc was telling me about it. You up for going? Me – Fuck yeah bro! Is it…um… Ryan – Gay? Oh yeah, very gay. I’ll get to see you having some fun, too. Long as you remember our deal. I intently look at Ryan. Grinning and nodding. Ryan – Go get dressed. Don’t bother showering. Put on something really sexy. I kiss my brother again. Then eagerly get up and walk into my room, naked. I have no idea what to expect but if what we just did is any indication, I’m sure it is going to be wild. My brother walks into my room and tosses something onto the bed… Ryan – Wear whatever you want, but start this this. Be quick, bro. We should leave soon! I pick up a black and yellow mesh jock strap from Breedwell and matching harness and collar. I smirk to myself, wondering what my brother really has planned for tonight. I’m sure he was planning to go to this party. I wonder if he’s been before? I know my big bro is a total slut now, but I really didn’t think he was as wild as I am. As I put on the jock, collar and harness, they all fit perfectly. I slip on a pair of skintight jean shorts and a crop top mesh shirt. I walk over to my brother’s room and stand in the doorway. I look at him up and down, wearing tight ripped up jeans and a tight tank top. I lick my lips as he runs his finger down my chest and grabs my shorts, pulling me hard and pressing our bulges together. He kisses me again and I nearly melt. I’m so fucking excited for what is to come!

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.

We all lounged around in the hot tub, away from the basement, and the vengeful act of pozzing my baby brother, among the men smoking cigars and drinking beers, I cuddled up to my Daddy, the strong smell of his armpits stronger than the chlorine, in fact, we all reeked of sex and sweat. "That bitch has got one sweet cunt, where did you find the boy?" I looked at my Daddy, he smiled and nodded at me. I took a deep breathe and told them the entire story, their mouths were agape at what they were being told, at what they had been a apart of. Forcefully raping and pozzing a bitch was one thing, but it being my own brother got each of their nuts churning again. "I need to go back and rape his cunt again, knowing its your kid brother." "Well, we have one more thing planned, before we send the bitch back to his soon to be shattered life." my Daddy said. We all got out of the hot tub, our blatino buddy groped my ass. "Now that's the pussy I've always wanted to get inside." "That's a party for another night, buddy." my Daddy said. Grinning at me and taking me into his arms. We went back into the basement, there, still tied to the St Andrew's Cross, the buttplug still in his cunt, was my brother. I cracked my knuckles at what was to come. The guys sat, their huge poz cocks dripping with precum, my Daddy, handing me his trusty singletail whip... a whip that I had been on the receiving end of many times. I never really was an out of control boy, I admire and love my Daddy, and constantly aim to please him and make him smile. So, eventually he just took to beating me just to satisfy his urge to do so, since I really aimed to never anger him. I swung the whip a few times, and cracked it. "What the fuck!!!" my brother cried out at the noise. I grinned and struck him. "Speak only when spoken to, faggot!!!" His screams filled the basement fuckroom. "You evil... sadistic...." I struck him again, harder. "You speak only when spoken to, faggot... the more you make me repeat myself, the more this is going to hurt you." I said. "Damn, who knew your boy had that side to him." One of the white tops said. "He's usually yes sir, whatever you want sir" "Well, my boy respects me, and all of you... I knew he had a rough side to him, he is MY BOY afterall." My brothers back was covered in lashes... a few lashes had broken the skin, crimson ran down his back. I ran my fingers up his back. I tooked at the red on my finger. I took it into my mouth. "Hmmm... doesn't taste like poz blood." "You,,, sick... twisted..." I took out the plug and shoved my cock. "Too much for flattery now bitch." I grabbed his shaking body and pounded his used and sloppy cunt, he couldn't tighten his cunt now if he wanted, tears ran down his cheeks. I kept pounding him until I blew up his cunt. Ipulled out and presented the singletail to my Daddy, he had his go, focusing on his round ass, slinging the whip until lash marks decorated his butt. We walked behind him, and put the whip around his neck. "Too much noise from your bitch ass and I tighten this. You're worthless, and I have no reservations about doing you harm." My Daddy said. "But... you already know that." My Daddy fucked him, drilling him and filled him with his toxic sperm. The other tops each took their turns, drilling and pounding his ass, until he was filled with semen. We plugged him up. Bid our guests goodbye, and my Daddy and I went to bed, my head on his chest. The morning after, we blindfolded him, and dropped him off into the outskirts of the city. He never did know where we were, so he couldn't actually report where all this had happened. Had he thought he could have just said that I had been a part of it... But, I don't know, maybe he wanted to believe it didn't happen, or maybe he was hoping against the odds that he was converted. It wasn't until a year later, where I was at work at the HIV clinic that I came across paperwork with his name. Two things stood out that made me smile. Marital Status: Divorced. HIV status: Positive, diagnosis AIDS, currently on meds. I snapped a pic with my phone. I sent it to my Daddy with the words, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. THE END

"Hey, yeah, how high is your viral load right now?" I smiled as he told me his 500,000 VL, and I suggested "Awesome, be here as soon as you can." That was the third friend that Daddy and I had contacted. None of the guys were on meds. I'm certain that had it not been for the ball gag in his mouth, that I would hear my younger brother's screams from the basement playroom. My Daddy came over, we tugged on each other's nipples and we kissed. "I fucking love doing this, you know. Part of me wanted to poz you this way - to have all my buddies over to breed your cunt." "I didn't know that, Daddy. What made you decide to poz me on your own?" "You're mine. You were mine from the moment I saw you. And I fucking love you. It's my virus running through your veins, my virus that you spread. I've claimed you down to your fucking DNA." "Well, now we have that bitch downstairs, we're pozzing him together, SIR." "I knew we would poz a boy's cunt together, but I never thought it would be that brat brother of yours." I grinned at my Daddy. The doorbell rang. A few of our gym buddies had arrived. "Hey fellas. So, where is this prime neg asshole that we're pozzing tonight?" asked one of our buddies, a very hot blatino muscle stud, with a huge 0 gauge PA. "He's downstairs, buddy" my Daddy replied. He has two poz loads in him, so don't use any lube." "Sweet," and with that he went downstairs to join the other two buddies who were already downstairs. Turning to me, Daddy asked "So baby boy. Ready to go downstairs and poz-up your lying faggot brother?" "Yes SIR." We went downstairs were we found my brother was in the sling. His muffled screams of protest were music to my ears. Our blatino buddy was stroking his dick, and two white muscle studs were going back and forth on his hole. I didn't know how much my brother was used to taking, but these hung studs were sure to wreck his cunt. Revenge had never looked so hot as it did then. Five poz fuckers, one unwilling neg bitch in the sling, knowing full well what would become of him, what we all had in store for him. One of the white muscle studs began to pound him with all the might and power that only a roided-out muscle stud can handle. It's a metric shit-ton by the way. Gentleness was not on the menu with this guy, as the tears running down my brother's face could attest. The top grunted "Yeah, bitch. Gonna poz you up, fucker. Time to stop acting like you don't like it!!!" Then the top grunted and unloaded, his huge thick creamy poz cum, mingling with my Daddy's load, and with my own poz load. Now, when the these guys got together, usually we'd be fighting each other to felch-out that creamy, cum-filled ass, but this night wasn't about our hunger, it was about pozzing this bastard. Every drop of virus-laden cum had to stay in his cheating pussy. About then the stud, who's face was covered in sweat, pulled out of my brother's cunt, and his partner entered my brother, and within a couple of minutes he unloaded his potent strain into my brother's ass. I smiled as I thought about the four loads of toxic sperm claiming my brother's pussy, seeping into his bloodstream. Our blatino buddy was next. While still wearing a PA, He jammed his beercan dick into my brother in one hateful stroke. My brother's scream was muffled by the gag. The blatino guy piston-fucked my brother from the start, churning the cum up in the process, so his fat his dick was covered with froth, which honestly looked hot on his his dark brown meat. I looked at my brother's stretched asshole as he took that monster cock. Watching our buddy fuck my brother, I was very relieved my Daddy had chosen to poz-fuck me in a solo gig. As if reading my mind, the blatino grunted "Wish this had been you kiddo, but you and your Daddy delivered some prime pussy for me to breed," and with that he fucked harder and deeper into my brother. He was relentless in his fucking, and soon unloaded deep into my brother's ass. After a couple of minutes of rest, we untied my brother, and one of my buddies sat him on my Daddy's cock. I came up behind my brother, and slid my dick inside of his ass, right next to my Daddy's dick, so my Daddy and I were double-fucking him. I love double-dick action, but damn, it always kills me, ha ha! We nailed him harder and deeper. Tears ran down his face. My Daddy grabbed his ass, and I fucked him as hard as I could, holding onto his shoulders, just to stabilize myself. I pounded him harder and deeper, and not once did my Daddy's slip out. I can honestly say my brother's super cum-filled hole felt amazing. "Boy, you're ready aren't ya?" "Yes SIR." We kept fucking, and soon, we both unloaded deep in his ass. I pulled out, grabbed him, and picked him up, and with the help of a couple of the guys, tied him to the St. Andrew's Cross. My Daddy shoved a huge butt plug in his hole, and then looked at me and our buddies, suggesting "Okay, how about we go in the hot tub enjoy some beers and some cigars?" Needless to say, it was a nice rest from our nasty fuck session.

"You can't tell anyone!" he vehemently remarked, the shock of our incestuous fuck seemingly rendering his emotions inert. I, on the other hand, was on top of the world. In another world, we could have grown up, getting pleasure from each other's body, but he chose to hide his sexuality by attacking me. I couldn't help but grin. "And what are you going to do, when your wife finds out, or our family? If you remember, they AND YOU... aren't that fond of faggots." He hung his head down. "I'm sorry..." I grinned at him, replying "You have no idea." I walked out of the booth feeling like a GOD, but knew what I had to do. I found my SIR smoking a cigar outside, and told him what I had just done. He grabbed me, made out with him, and whispered in my ear that he was so proud of his perverted poz son. I beamed in pleasure at his praise, suggesting "Well, Daddy, you had my hole tonight. You should have his as well," knowing that the idea of getting it on with two brothers had been a long-time fantasy of his, and now I could deliver on it. We went back to the booth, and there he was, the little fucker looking as pathetic as I left him. We locked the door. "Listen, I... I need to go okay... I am honestly sorry for what I've done... for everything I have ever done to you... I...." My Daddy spoke in his deep voice, so hot that it melts steel: "Day late, dollar short faggot! I know all about you, how you grew up mistreating someone who means a great deal to me. An apology is only the beginning: the real repayment has just begun." He took a deep drag off of his cigar, held my brother's mouth open, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke into his mouth. Daddy held my brother's mouth shut, forcing him to hold the smoke in his lungs. My brother's eyes watered as he choked. My Daddy released him, and he coughed-out the smoke. Seeing my Daddy bust-up any bitch always bones me, but this is the ultimate, so I was hard as a rock. Daddy grabbed my brother, spun him around, and shoved his tattooed white cock up my brother's smooth black ass, remarking "Not one hair. You really are a faggot," simultaneously securing my brother in a choke hold. I came up from behind and tugged on my Daddy's eraser sized nipples, twisted them and pulled on them as he pounded my estranged brother's ass. Daddy remarked "His cunt's not as good as yours, boy, but it will do." "Thank you SIR." "No... thank you, boy. Two fantasies in one. Incest and pozzing up a bitch." "POZ!?!?!" my brother exclaimed through his grunts. "Oh, did I forget to mention that part? Fuck. Silly me," I sneered. "Letmegoletmegoletmegoletmego" I dropped my pants, removed my jockstrap, which was rank with piss, cum, and the cunt juices of past fucks, and shoved it into his mouth, to which my Daddy remarked approvingly, "Thanks for shutting up that faggot, son. Now I can poz him in peace." I returned to pulling my Daddy's nips. Daddy's thrusts became harder, and he bellowed out as he came. Once he unloaded, he pushed my brother off of him, causing him to slam into the wall, and falling to the floor. I held his mouth open, and my Daddy tapped his cigar, making the ash fall into my brother's open mouth, commanding "Don't swallow it yet, and don't you dare spit it out, faggot." My brother was still with fear. "Swallow." With fear and tears in his eyes, my brother did as Daddy ordered, coughing as he attempted to clear his throat. Ever helpful, I said "Here's something to help rinse it down," letting loose a stream of piss, hosing him down. (Did I mention he was in his slacks and work shirt?) Again I forced his mouth open, and my Daddy added his piss into my brother's gullet. We both looked at him: filled with poz cum, covered in piss and reeking of shame and fright. This was the most powerful vindication I had ever felt. "I'll... I'll press charges," mumbled my brother. "Oh, please do, little brother, 'cause I will love to testify in front of your wife, kids, and family just how I got a hold of you in the first place." He looks at me. Frozen. "How could you? How ... could you?" "Because, baby brother, you are less than nothing to me." With that, my Daddy's boot hit my brother in his stomach, and I knocked him out with a well placed right hook. "Baby boy," my Daddy remarked to me, "I think our fun is just beginning."

I do a bit of both. I hang in my truck with the window down and will follow a guy if I’m interested. Sometimes the action is happening elsewhere so I’ll get out and walk around. If I see something interesting I’ll grab my crotch or follow to see if they do the same. I had a white guy in his 20s come up to me parked in my truck earlier tonight and we chatted. He got in with me after we chatted a bit and we spent a bit jerking each other. He got me off and ate my cum and asked me if I wanted to get fucked. I said I did and we got out of the truck and went down into a drainage culvert. Dropped my shorts and let him rawdog me…busted two loads inside me…didn’t even ask about condoms. We left and that was it.

Thank you, Shotsfired, for the excellent reply. Living most of my adult life in Chicago, there was a steady stream of Af/Am guys coming from the South Side up to the North Side (boystown), to get away from exactly what you describe. There was also (at least with some of the guys we hung around with) sort of a "network" of gay households that would help out with getting a SouthSider settled, find a place, a job, make sure he had what he needed, all of that. We called it the "new" underground railroad, and it gradually expanded to Mormon kids out west too, some of which were afraid for their lives.

Lucky Btm, wish that was my hole he was loading!

Part 4 By now I’m fucked up to the point I feel almost disconnected, all I can do, is think about getting raw dick to unload in my ass! By now Markus is balls deep, grabbing my hands and pinning me down, I feel the heat radiating off him and our eyes lock. My legs are wrapped around his waist trying to desperately pull him deeper into me. Nothing else in the world mattered in that moment, I was there to service him, and all my attention was solely focused on that. Before I knew it, he want from slowly sliding in, to full on power fucking me like I’d never been before! With every thrust I could feel more and more precum oozing out of my still rock hard dick. We kept our eyes locked on each other, almost like we were in a trance. The only words I could seem to speak were “fuck me daddy! Please fuck me, POZ me with your spun out Nazi dick! Please daddy, use me, I want you! FUCKKKKK…..FUCKKKKK….FUCKKKKK” is all I was able to say with each thrust of his dick. This was by far probably the best sex I’ve ever had! And being so spun out, I ask “daddy, do you want to rape me? I’ve got things you can restrain me with.” Well, that REALLY got him going and he thrusts hard and deep for the next few minutes, then slides out and stands up. I’m still laying there, unable to move because I feel empty without his cock pounding me. He grabbed his pipe for a few more hits and while warming it he asks “you a screamer at all?” I said “I love very venal and loud chem sex daddy!” He motioned for me to take his hit, but I said I should probably slow down for a bit. Let me tell you, that was the absolute wrong answer! While still holding his smoke in, he slaps me really hard on my thigh. So hard that despite how far gone I was, I could still feel the pain. Then he leans over, plugs my nose, and forces his hit into my mouth until I was about to exceed my lungs capacity. Then like before, he placed his hand over my mouth and nose to hold the smoke in. As he’s doing that he says “listen up faggot, this is your FINAL WARNING! When I say do something, you do it! Is that clear?” Starting to feel this hit take hold, I’m suddenly in a new level of spun and am turned on my all this. He finally removes his hand and I exhale a fat cloud! With each hit he took, more and more of his aggressive side came out, while at the same time more and more of my inner pig came out! I’d definitely never been this high before and so cock hungry!! Once I finish exhaling, he tells me to sit up on the bed next to him. I do so and he puts his arm around me, gives me a very passion filled kiss then explains he doesn’t want to hurt me. That when he gets spun he tends to lose control when questioned, that if I would just trust him, and do what he says when he says it we could have the time of our lives! All I could say was “yes daddy, I’m sorry for not following your orders. I trust you and promise I will be 100 obedient. I wanna have the time of our life, but I’ve never met someone so aggressive. It’s actually turning me on a little.” He gently starts running his fingers through my hair and says “you are a lot easier to break and force into total submission, that kind of surprised me” I look back at him and giggle “yeah that kinda surprises me too actually. Normally I’m an extremely stubborn person, but you bring out a new level of chem pig in me that I didn’t know was there 😈” He just winked and giggled and said “good, now the higher you get, the more limits you’ll push. You want that right…I don’t wanna?” Before he could finish his sentence I say “fuck yeah daddy, I want that! Let’s do it! See just how far you can push me” as I feel MY face and eyes take on that evil, sexual, lustful, chemmed out look. As soon as I say that, I see the same look return to his face, almost like out little moment just sitting and talking was the eye of the storm, and it was about to pass. This is a storm I never wanted to end though! “Right then, take this and take four long hits and shotgun the first 3 to me. On the fourth one, hand me the pipe and blow the cloud on my cock and stay there till I say to move. Can you do that for daddy?” Fuck is this REALLY happening I thought to myself? I said “yes daddy I’m ready, let’s do this” and immediately I start heating the bowl. I notice there isn’t much left in there, so after the second hit I shotgunned into his mouth, I looked at him and said “daddy I don’t think there’s enough in here for two more fat hits and I don’t wanna disappoint you. Can we reup after it’s had a moment to cool down?” He gets up, goes over to his bag and pulls out a small bong, with the bowl fully loaded and ready to go with more of his top of the line T. He walks back over and hands it to me. I look down and see his cock is still throbbing and practically pointing straight at me. He hands me the bong but says “I’ll handle the flame, you just worry about smoking boy. It takes a little more practice and patients to keep from burning your T because its harder to roll the bowl back and forth.” So he lights it with this new little torch lighter, let’s the smoke start to form, and tells me to inhale nice and slowly, and he’ll tell me when to stop. I did just as he said and when he finally have me the ok to stop inhaling I felt this one hit hard and fast! I held it in for about 10 seconds then shotgunned it to him. In fact, he couldn’t take it all in. He hands me the bong and leans down between my legs, pulls my throbbing cock out of my jock pouch, and takes my whole cock in his mouth then releases the fattest cloud all over it. It was so thick I could barley see him for a moment. When the smoke cleared he said “NICE job my boy! You took a fatter hit than I could! You’re learning rapidly and I’m proud of you! Now, this time you’re going to hold the torch in your hand, and I will move it around like last time. Just follow my lead and do everything I say, it’s very easy to burn and we don’t what that do we?” I looked at him, right in the eyes and said “no daddy not at all!” He hands me the torch, places his hand over mine and says “ok, light it. Then I feel his hand moving around the bowl and pulling away much more than you would with a regular lighter. This was my first time using a bong, and boy did I love it! Once I finished taking my hit, I hand him the bong and torch, drop to my knees and after about 10 seconds, take his cock balls deep in my mouth and exhale. Another massive cloud floats up that for a second, nearly obstructs our view of each other. This one hit me even harder than the last, and my brain fog started to clear. Now all I wanted was my ass filled! I look up and he’s taking another bong hit, holds it for 10 seconds then like before shotguns it to me. This time he don’t hold it in me though, he just gives me a look that’s says everything he was thinking. I wait 10 seconds then motion to him what to do next. He looks at me, tilts his head up and makes the blowing gesture. I do just that and suddenly a white cloud is engulfing us. With the bong in his hand, he gestures to me as if to ask 1 more? I eagerly nodded (not that I had a choice, but those last few hits were still sending me higher. We do the same thing just like the last one and again after he passes the hit to me and I let it out, the room looks like there is a heavy fog over the entire thing! By then the AC kicked on (thank god) which was creating a negative pressure, so all that smoke would stay in and not fill the hall. Markus looks at me, we’re both gritting our teeth, high as fuck and loving every moment of it! He pulls out the G and we each take 2 more grams. Then he looks at me and says “so boy, you wanna be raped huh?😈”

BRADEN GOES TO THE PARTY WITH RYAN: As we entered a series of warehouses and walked into a large, dimly lit room, the music blasting and bass deeply pumping, I smelled the sweat and testosterone from hundreds of guys. The room was hot. I looked around and most guys were shirtless. It was a warehouse kind of place, lights flashing, a large bar on the left, a dance floor in the middle toward the right and a series of hallways that led off from there, presumably to a bathroom or two and some other smaller rooms. The music was fucking awesome! I looked over at my brother. He took my hand and pulled me through the crowd to the bar. Two shots and two beers appeared. I grinned at my big brother as we toasted the whiskey and then chased it with beer. I watched my brother down the entire beer in one gulp and tried to follow him. I spilled a little but kept gulping. He laughed at me and ordered us another beer each. Ryan – I fuckin’ love gulping beer here, bro. Gets u nice and buzzed, and tanked up, too. I looked at him and just grinned, nodding. He was crazy. But crazy in a way I loved. As I looked around, my eyes adjusting to how dim the room was, I noticed a huge range of guys. Every color, shape, and size. Young fit guys, older bears, twinks, jocks, daddies, cubs, and even trolls lurking around. I felt a certain attraction to all of them. Ryan – Like what you see, bro? Me – Yeah, Ry. I fucking love this place! Ryan – Figured! You eager slut! OK. Time for your first test. Ryan grabs my hand and pulls me with him through the crowd. Guys weren’t shy about feeling me up. Grabbing my ass. Even slapping it a bit as we pass. We go down a hallway, turn and into what turned into another room. The music is loud, I can smell smoke from cigarettes and weed, and it is really dark. We go down a hallway that winds around a bit. Then enter a small room. I see a hot young twink on his knees sucking a guy off and an older daddy kneeling in front of a hole in the wall, licking at a throbbing hard cock. Ryan pushes me toward a corner with a hole in each wall. He looks me in the eyes and nods. I nod back at him. Then I drop to my knees and move my mouth close to the hole. I can barely see anything but some commotion. Then a cock slides through. I have no idea whose it is or what he looks like. But the dick is almost totally hard, cut, about eight inches, and leaking precum. It’s red and chafed, probably belonging to some old white guy. I look up at my brother as I open my mouth and go down on it. I moan to myself as I wrap my lips around this dick and suck down as far as I can. My forehead hits the wall and I feel him press harder into my throat. It tastes so fucking good. I worship it. Sucking on it. I feel its slick sides and a couple bumps along the shaft. I suck down harder, really working this dick. I want to show my brother what an expert cocksucker I am. I know he loves seeing me do this! I feel my brother’s hand sliding down the back of my shorts, his finger probing my hole. Mmmmmmmm it feels amazing. His fingers are wet. My ass is still wet from his load, but I can feel he is making sure…opening me up a bit more. Ryan pulls my head off the cock and kisses me. Ryan – Good job Braden, you look so damn hot sucking dick through a glory hole! Me – Thank you, Ry! I look around and there is a small group of guys crowding around, watching. All of them rubbing their bulge, and a couple pulling their cocks out. Ryan pulls me up to my feet. Ryan – OK bro, I know you’re loving this. But time to show me what a nasty dirty cock slut you really are! I undo my shorts and kick them off onto the dirty floor. Bulging in my jock, I keep starring right into Ryan’s eyes. I reach behind me and grab the hard dick I was just sucking. Stroking it. I line it up to my ass as Ryan pushes poppers under my nose. Ryan – Fuck yeah, Braden. Ohhh fuck yah, you’re gonna do it, aren’t you!? Me – Mmmmmm yeah, Ryan, you like seeing me this way? You want to see me let a stranger fuck me bareback through a glory hole, giving him my innocent 18-year-old ass to use? Ryan – You’re not innocent, Braden! Don’t lie to me, bitch! Ryan slaps me across the face. It stings. But I hold still and moan just a bit, smiling. Ryan – Tell me what you really are….tell me, bitch! Ryan spits in my face. I moan, feeling the tip of the cock press on my smooth hole. Me – Mmmmm fuck yeah bro, I’m a dirty cum dump cock slut that lives for this. All I want is to get used by men and make them feel good. I live for cock! I press back on the dick. Letting it pop into me, sliding past my ring and into my wet hole. I groan real loud and my mouth opens wide. Ryan – Ohhhh fuck yeah, Braden. Fucking take it! Ohhhh yeah faggot, show me how much you love taking random, anonymous, bare cock! I push my ass back hard against the wall, the random cock sinking deep into me as I feel him start to fuck me through the hole. I moan out, groaning as I give my smooth teen ass up to this random fucker through the wall. Ryan – How’s that cock feel, bro? You fucking LOVE it, don’t you!? Me – I do, I fucking love everything about it. I want him to get off using me. Proving that I’m a cumdump faggot. I’ll do whatever he needs to get off! Ryan – You love everything about a man’s cock, don’t you? Me – Oh yes! Ryan – Love everything that it can give you? Me – Oh yes, everything! Ryan – You really are a slutty swimmer boi! Ryan stands up in front of me. Pulls out his cock and holds it at my face. Without warning, a hard yellow stream of hot piss shoots out and hits me right in the face! I hear some of the guys around us cheer. I open my mouth as I feel the stream of piss spray my face and start to run down my chest, soaking my shirt. I keep pressing hard on the wall while the cock fucks me. I milk his shaft as he pounds in and out of me. I really want to make him cum! A guy steps up behind my brother, grabbing his hips. I look at them both, grinning and moaning. I see Ryan nod as he puts his hands on the wall next to me. This older Latin guy lines his cock up to Ryan’s hole and starts to push in. It’s huge. At least nine inches. I moan as I watch him push all of it into my brother. Me – Fuck yeah, Ryan! I love what a slut you are! Take that cock bro! Ryan moans out, looking right at me as we both get deep dicked by some random fuckers in a dark corner of an underground club. The guy in me starts speeding up… Mmmm fuck yes! Ryan – Yeah bro, work your ass on that dick. Take his load! Me – Mmm oh fuck yeah, fucking breed me! CUM IN MY ASS! I moan out and clamp down on the dick that is pumping in and out of me! Guys around me are groaning and telling me to take the load. I hear the guy fucking Ryan bark at him while slamming in and out of his ass, “Yeah faggot, you want my dirty load, fucking bitch?” Ryan – Fuck yes, pump your dirty cum into my cunt, please, sir! Hearing Ryan beg turns me on so much. I parrot him. Me – Oh fuck yeah, pump my cum dump cunt full of your dirty cum, you nasty fuck! I want it in me! I look at Ryan and we both smile, groaning, moaning, and breathing fast. Ryan – Yeah bro, fucking take it! Both of the cocks fucking us seem to drive in hard at once. My brother and I moan together as we feel them throbbing inside us, spewing cum into our eager, hungry cum dump holes. I feel absolutely perfect. Happy. Thrilled. Eager for this. Slowly the cock in my ass pulls out from my ass. I see the guy who just bred my brother smile at me as he walks away. I look at my brother. Both of us are grinning ear to ear. I kiss him and we hug. Then I turn and look at the small group of guys who are jerking their cocks from the show we just put on. Ryan – I’m so proud of you Braden! Was that the first time you got fucked raw through a glory hole? I look at him and shake my head. Ryan –It shows, Braden. You look like a whore! Me – Thanks, Ryan. You too. I smile lovingly at my brother as I turn around and feel the strong rough hands from some masculine guy grab my hips, lining his hard dripping cock up to my freshly bred boi hole. I bite my lower lip and moan as he pushes into me. My brother nods at me. Ryan – Yeah Braden, fucking take that dick!

The next day Jess went to work and I knew i needed Omar and his friend again. But before I could make a move, I got a text message. 'Come grab a toy, we'll explain.' I went over and walked into his apartment and his friend handed me a very large toy, my hand couldn't wrap fully around it. "Go back to your place and work on this toy, once you are able to get it in, we'll come over and have fun." Omar said. "Ye, Sir." I responded and took it back to my apartment. I started off with a medium sized toy, and made sure to really work lube into me. I then worked my way up to a 9inch dildo we have used before to see how Jess enjoyed being spit roasted. Then it came time for the large toy after having a good amount of fun with the incher. The large toy wasn't too much longer, but man, it was definitely much thicker. Even with just finishing with the last dildo, this was giving me some trouble going in. It reminded me of a long time ago, trying regular sized toys in my ass only to have my tight virgin ass reject them. I added more lube, and even squirted some inside me. Cleanliness went out the window, lube was everywhere. There was a knock on the door, 'fuck' I thought, I can't answer the door like this if it isn't them. I looked through the eye glass and no one was there. I opened it a crack and looked down, there was a little black bag with2 new poppers, a Maximum Impact and a cum stained rag. I took the poppers inside and after struggling to open them took a hit of each. My head was spinning and my heart rate dropped, but I felt my ass loosen up even without the toy. I went back to it and sure enough the poppers helped it get past the first rung. It took a lot of moving back and forth and some pressure (my ass now craved to be used by this toy) but it was no good. I took the rag and put a small pour of poppers on a corner, folded it over and sprayed the same corner with Maximum Impact, then shoved the towel into my mouth and plugged my nose. The breath was deep and cold, almost too much for my lungs to handle. It did the trick, my ass loosened up just enough, I felt my hole stretch to its limit and it slowly sunk into me. My cock was the smallest it has ever been with this amount of strain on my hole. I moved the toy in and out, and then after a little bit was able to move it about half way into my body. I sent Omar a message. "Got it in," I texted. "Ok, face away from the door, on your knees, riding it when we come in." He replied. I did as I was told, a towel was under my knees so it wouldn't hurt, and then sat back towards my heels, my ass taking the massive toy into my ass. It wasn't long before the door opened. I assumed it was Omar and his friend, but I was afraid of punishment for looking. "Spread your cheeks lets see it work your ass." his friend said. I reached down and pulled my ass cheeks apart, and the toy sank in a good inch deeper before I lifted myself and sank down again onto it. Omar walked around to the front and his cock was at my mouths height. I leaned in to take it into my mouth, and he let me. His semi hard cock filled my mouth as his friend let his hand explore my ass, legs and back. After a while of giving Omar's cock some love he pulled his cock out and his friend laid down in front of me. Before I could figure out how to maneuver myself to keep the toy in, Omar un-suction-cupped the toy from the floor and used it as a lever to pull my ass up slightly, causing my body to fall forward onto his friends cock. As I started to suck his friend, Omar started to really fuck me roughly with the toy. It was hard to concentrate on giving pleasure when my ass felt like I sat on a traffic bollard. My ass started to loosen up though and it felt good. Poppers were once again administered to the rag and I was loving it. I was so focused on the feeling in my ass that the sound of the bathroom fan droned out, and all I could hear is the guys mumbling and feeling the toy get worked deeper and harder into me. The toy was taken out and I bowed my head in relief, yet sadness. I was pushed over his friend, and part of me hoped they would DP me. I was right. Omar's friend below me, positioned his cock into my hole, and Omar's cock helped his get pushed in along side his. It felt incredible, and I could really feel both cocks as they worked their way in and out at the same time and sometimes at different tempos. After a what felt like not enough time to be honest, his friend came inside me. Omar feeling his friend cum was driven over the edge and as his friend was resting deep inside me, Omar went faster and pumped his load to join his friends deep. They both pulled out and I was rolled off, and they got dressed. Before they left, Omar took the toy and shoved it into my ass. The toy so big even still, that it was able to stay inside me, my hole stretching so tight it wouldn't slide out.

These were the kind of shorts we used to run in when I was a teen. So fucking horny to wear ..................

Yeah black Adidas is very Berlin. When I was teen it was Adidas shorts that got me all hot and bothered. I used to run in a harrier's team and most of us wore Adidas but those tight shorts were so delicious! I had a friend who was really hot and once I stole his shorts. I used to wank with his Adidas shorts on my face!

I would react with the "Laughing uncontrollably" emoji but that, according to RawTop, gives the reacted-to member a point towards reputation and I refuse. The idea that both the parties in this country are basically the same is insanely uninformed. Only if you look at one or two small aspects of the political spectrum - for instance, that both parties expend a large amount of money on elections - is there any congruence whatsoever between the positions they take and what they advocate for. But I do commend people who are so spectacularly uninformed for not voting.

I'd tell myself to stay away from pussy, move to San Francisco immediately, work out regularly, and be the faggot slut/pig you really are! (Oh, and don't turn ANY Man down!)

I tell my favorite tops: if you want to share me or WHORE ME OUT to a bro or random visitor from out of town, I'm game! I pledge to take all loads and get naked at the drop of a hat! No formalities! No hesitation! I'm a team-player!