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CH. 2 "Nico is a Cheating Whore" *** Omar tightened his embrace around Nico as they laid on the sofa together in the living room of Omar's apartment. "You know how much I love you, right?," Omar asked softly. "Of course, babe," Nico replied, clasping his hands more tightly around his boyfriend's muscled biceps. Nico closed his eyes as Omar's warmth enveloped him. Nico felt Omar's load soaking into his sore hole as they both lay together naked in their post-sex haze. There was a special kind of sting to the feeling of a man's cum soaking into his roughed-up hole that Nico just adored. He held tightly to Omar's arms. "Omar, I'm so glad I found you." "Me, too, babe." Omar planted a kiss on Nico's cheek, lingering just a beat longer than usual before pulling his lips away. It was such a sweet salve to Omar's aggressive sexual hunger that he could be so attentive and endearing in this way. The two continued laying there until Omar's phone lit up. He picked it up from the coffee table. "Luciano says they're getting ready to leave," Omar said, squinting at the brightness of the screen. Nico sat up. "Okay. I'll go shower." "Alright, but no aborting my offspring in there. I'm not done with you tonight." Nico laughed, shaking his head in feigned disapproval. "Of course not, daddy." Nico clenched his hole a little tighter just to be sure Omar's load stayed inside him as he stood up from the couch and headed to the bathroom. Omar's older step-brother Luciano was coming with his wife Elena to meet Nico for the first time. Months of Omar's endless bragging to Luciano made the occasion feel well overdue even though their relationship was still only six months old. Omar had been looking forward to having his step-brother finally meet Nico. Omar got up, headed into the kitchen, and lit the stove. * * * "You almost done in there?" Omar shouted through the open bathroom door. "Luciano just texted. They're looking for parking right now." Nico shut off the shower and stepped out, hearing the urgency in Omar's voice without actually being able to make out his words over the sound of the bathroom fan. His eyes darted around the bathroom. "Where are your clean towels?," Nico belted. "Shit," Omar muttered to himself, then shouted in reply, "We just used the last clean one after I fucked you." "Well, can you at least hand me that one? All of your cum ended up inside me anyway." "Okay, babe. One second. I need to turn down the stove before the food burns." Omar bolted over to the kitchen just as the sound of footsteps gathered outside the apartment door. The doorbell rang. Omar dashed over to his bedroom, grabbed the towel, and hustled it over to Nico. Omar turned around to open the front door, leaving the bathroom door ajar in his wake. "Hey, Omar!!," Luciano nearly shouted. "Lucho!," Omar replied, cracking a large smile. Lucho was Omar's nickname for his eldest and only step-brother Luciano. Luciano threw his arms open and wrapped them around Omar's broad shoulders. "Come on in, you two!," Omar glowed, as he patted Luciano in return and gave his wife Elena a kiss on the cheek, asking, ¿Elena, cómo estás? "How's my little brother?," Luciano asked, smiling widely as the two entered and removed their coats. Nico, meanwhile, found himself in a bit of a bind. He was stranded on the opposite side of the apartment from where he left his clothes at the foot of Omar's bed. He stood dripping in nothing but a post-sex towel behind a half-closed bathroom door with his boyfriend's family standing between Nico's clothes and his naked body. He decided to hang tight behind the door until he could get Omar's attention. "Let me go grab you guys a drink," Omar offered as he headed back into the kitchen, barely hearing whatever it was that Elena started saying to Luciano. "I'm going to run to the restroom real quick," said Luciano. Nico panicked as the door swung open, but Luciano's eyes were glued to his phone screen as he walked in and closed the door behind him. "Oh, sorry!," Nico blurted, not knowing what to say in such a situation. "Oh shit! You scared me," Luciano responded as he quickly looked up and thrust his phone quickly into his pocket. "I'm so sorry! I was just showering before you all arrived and didn't realize that I had left my clothes on the other side of the apartment until you came in." "Well, this is an awkward way to meet!," Luciano laughed as he unbuttoned his pants and turned around to face the toilet. "So I take it you're this Nico I've been hearing so much about?" Nico could hardly believe Luciano was striking up a conversation as he was about to take a piss with Nico just behind him. The sound of Luciano's piss plunging into the toilet gave Nico the impression that Luciano was draining a mighty cock, but with Luciano's back to Nico, the goods were out of sight. "Excuse me for just one minute," Luciano said, putting his member away and zipping up his pants. Nico found it curious that Luciano would excuse himself so late in the process. "Sorry, I'm being rude. I'm Luciano. It's so good to finally meet you." He extended Nico the same hand that he had just used to shake his cock dry. Nico, more steadily than seemed suited to his state of astonishment, extended his hand in return, hoping some remnant of the scent of Luciano's manhood might rub off. "I'm Nico." They shook. Nico balled up his hand as he withdrew it. Nico's cock began to stir under his towel. He wondered if Omar knew Luciano was meeting Nico like this. "I was trying to avoid walking out there looking like this when I heard you all arrive," Nico offered. "I forgot my clothes in Omar's room, so I was stranded in here." "You sure you want to change? What, this outfit doesn't suit you?" Luciano winked and gave Nico a slap on the shoulder before turning to the sink to wash his hands. "I'm just messin' with you! Hey, I'll go grab you your clothes and bring 'em over." Nico felt anxious. How was Luciano so relaxed like this? What would Luciano's wife think when she saw Nico step out of the bathroom after her husband? Nico closed the door behind Luciano and immediately unballed his fist. He lifted his opened palm up to his nose and inhaled slowly. Nico's cock began to stir under the towel as his nipples hardened. The thought of having Omar's step-brother's cock smell on his hand was making his heart pound and his thrashed hole pucker. Luciano returned with the clothes and knocked on the door. Nico cracked the door open expecting to be handed his clothes only for Luciano to push his way in, closing the door behind him. Is this just how things go with this guy?, Nico thought. An excitement stirred in Nico's belly as he wondered whether Luciano was merely playing naive. Nico took a second look at Luciano's figure. He looked to be a couple inches taller than Omar, and while his shoulders and upper back were not nearly as developed as his younger step-brother's, Luciano's pecs could leave an Olympic athlete jealous. Luciano's nipples pressed through the fabric of his shirt. "Thank you," Nico said, smiling for the first time since their bathroom exchange began. The way Luciano was standing looked as though he was settling in, rather than just dropping the clothes off. "You know that I can smell my little brother's cum inside your pussy, right?," Luciano said. Nico's heart skipped a bit. The mouth on this guy, he thought. Luciano walked right up to Nico's face and leaned into one ear, suddenly dropping his gregarious affect: "Now why are you trying so hard to make me cheat on my wife, boy?" Nico felt anxious and aroused in equal measure. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Omar, but the more he thought about the succession of boundaries that Luciano, the bolder Nico felt about taking the risk. Luciano lifted his thumb and index finger to his lips and wet them with his tongue all the while never breaking eye contact with Nico. Luciano reached over and gently pinched the very tip of Nico's left nipple, clenching it between his fingers with the kind of precision of a chef applying the finest detail to an exquisite feast. Nico exhaled deeply. His hyper-sensitive nipples made his inner whore rage with lust. His heart was pounding. The whole situation felt so wrong, and yet he longed for it. Craved it. Applying a subtle pressure, Luciano twisted his fingers around Nico's nipple, somehow never once brushing his areolae. The skill it demonstrated was so apparent that Nico imagined a long and storied sexual history stood behind it. This wasn't just play: it was craft. Holy fuck, he thought, as if gazing into an abyss that he barely understood. Nico's cocked throbbed, lifting open the towel. "Looks like my little brother's new boy understands what's about to happen," Luciano said, a little louder than seemed prudent. His expressions were more serious now. That charismatic smile that had been beaming at Nico in the mirror earlier had now given way to an unsettlingly intense focus. Nico's sore hole pulsed. His ass crack started to feel slick, and those two tiny points of contact on his nipple left his body feeling electrified. He needed to feel a man's raw cock sliding inside him fast. "Won't they hear us?," Nico whispered. His erect cock head came into contact with Luciano's left thigh, just above his knee. The texture of his jeans against Nico's cock head felt momentarily divine. "Of course they will," Luciano whispered back. The butterflies in Nico's stomach were almost overwhelming. His nervous system was lit up like a carnival at night. Nico was in heat, and his hole -- cum-slick from Omar's cock onslaught earlier -- wanted to swallow whatever beast was lurking in Luciano's pants. Nico reached down and unbuttoned Luciano, revealing a dark bush of spiraling black hair and the thick veiny base of Luciano's dick shaft. No underwear, Nico thought as he considered whether this meant Luciano had arrived for tonight prepared to devour something more than just dinner. Nico gently pulled down at the base of the open fly, cupped his right hand, and slid it smoothly underneath the back side of Luciano's warm ball sack. With deliberateness and care, Nico lifted Luciano's snaking, eight-inch, uncut python of a cock and his bulging ball sack out of their denim confines. Luciano was engorged but not yet fully hard. A sticky swell of precum was dripping from the opening in his foreskin. Nico removed his hand from behind Luciano's nuts and reached back behind himself, lifting his hips on the right side to let him reach his hole. Luciano watched Nico's near-useless towel drop away, revealing a pair of cum gutters as defined as Luciano's surging pecs. Nico pressed his index and middle finger into his hole, parting his pussy lips. He swirled his two fingers around in his cum-soaked anal cavity. Omar's seed felt runny and almost hot as some of it began to trickle out of Nico's hole and down into his cupped palm. Careful not to let any more cum out than he could keep in his hand, Nico carefully pulled his fingers out of his hole, and gently carried his cupped hand with a small lake of Omar's DNA around to Luciano's rising manhood. Nico turned his hand over slowly, drizzling Omar's cum up and down the length of Luciano's dick shaft. Nico's left hand spread the liquid cum-glazing evenly over all sides of Luciano's now fully erect meat club as the smell of semen filled the bathroom. The expression on Luciano's face looked like an admixture of shock, anger, and fascination. "My little brother found himself quite the little piggy this time," said Luciano. Nico's ears perked up at the "this time." "You want to fuck your brother's cum back into me?," Nico offered almost matter-of-factly as he turned around and arched his lower back, presenting his pale, gravity-defying meat bubbles to Luciano's voracious gaze. With nothing but his cum-shiny manhood exposed, Luciano moved in on Nico's fully naked body. Luciano's fully engorged cock head, which reeked of Omar's sperm, was now peaking out from his foreskin. He pressed his cock head against Nico's slippery, moist hole. Luciano's head easily parted Nico's cum-fragrant outer hole. Luciano slowly tucked his pelvis to press his veiny 8-incher deeper into Nico's silky warm insides, bending his knees to get himself fully underneath the little slut's fuckchute. Nico gasped briefly as felt the pressure of Luciano's raw cock against Nico's ass walls steadily get more intense. On top of the sheer force of this new raw dick penetrating him, Nico's hole still felt tender from the ravaging he'd received from Omar. "You neg, cutie?," Luciano asked sweetly. "Yes," Nico replied, trying to keep his focus on the intense pressure Luciano's cock was creating as he pushed into Nico still deeper until finally bottoming out inside Nico. Nico let out a brief moan that was louder than intended. "You on prep then?," Luciano continued. "No," Nico replied, trying to control his breathing as Luciano started pressing a little harder against the back of Nico's rectum, sending increasingly intense shockwaves through his tightly closed second hole. "Good boy," Luciano whispered approvingly, as he began churning his step-brother's DNA inside Nico's chute. "Ow, fuck," Nico muttered as he tried relaxing his tender hole, wondering when it would adjust to the punishingly large raw dick in him. A small amount of cum trickled out of Nico and down Luciano's dick shaft. Luciano felt the trickle of his step-brother's cum trickling down his nuts as it turned cool. "There's nothing I love more than sliding my cock into a fuckchute that my little brother has already nutted in. Fuck that's a wet hole." Luciano pulled out and slammed his cock into Nico's sore rectum, demanding that his still-hesitant second hole yield to the full length of his fuck tool. "Aaaaah!," Nico let out as he felt Luciano's cock ply his second hole fully open. Concerns about keeping quiet suddenly became just a memory. Luciano pulled Nico's hips forcefully onto him, holding that second hole open for a moment as he tried to hold back his inevitable orgasm. "Holy fuck!," Luciano grunted as his nuts began pulsing and his sperm was sent flooding deep into Nico's guts. Luciano shuddered, his eyes tightly shut, as he continued unloading in Nico's used pussy, which was now fully slathered in a mix of family cum. Nico felt a deep, guttural excitement as he thought about how slutty he had been to let Omar's 41 year-old step-brother fuck an unprotected load into Nico's pre-loaded hole while Nico's jealous, protective boyfriend Omar was made to listen to it all in his own apartment. Luciano's orgasm reached its end. Nico felt thoroughly full, even as Luciano slowly began withdrawing his raw monster from the young jock's cum-soaked insides. God, it hurts even as he pulls out, Nico thought, though still he somehow relished the sting he felt as Luciano's cock easily slid past the fleshy walls of Nico's silky rectal cavity. "God," Luciano's interjection broke the post-sex quiet that suddenly made the whir of the bathroom fan more pronounced. "It's going to be fun putting you in the stable at this year's family reunion," Luciano said as he caught his breath. Nico felt his stomach flip. "Family reunion?"

Happy Better Next Year Everyone!!! Part 17 The next couple months just seemed to fly by. Of course, the sex between us was non stop. And we did quite a few more shows for Dante and Carlos, including my first gangbang. They got me spun as fuck and 19 guys dumped 25 loads in me that night. The icing on the cake was it ended with my first fisting. Colt did the honours, and I couldn't have been happier as I looked deeply into his beautiful green eyes through my meth and popper haze as his knuckles pushed past my sphincter and my ass lips closed around his wrist. I slipped into another plane as his big hand brutalized my prostate eventually milking an earth shattering orgasm from me. My favourite show however, was the day a local leather bar shut down for a private party and Colt and I were the guests of honour. We played two straight cowboys who wandered into the leather bar by mistake. We soon realized our mistake of course, but it was too late for us. We were grabbed and quickly shackled. Our clothes were torn from us and we were both slammed. What followed was three hours of non stop fucking. We played our parts well and fought against our captors as they strapped us down over the bar. We screamed as our "virgin" holes were ripped open by big hard man cocks. We begged for mercy and pleaded as we were raped and bred over and over. I admit it was all kind of one big blur as the men went between me and Colt, keeping our asses full the entire time. There was like 30 men there. So we had at least 20 loads pumped into each of us. The video ended with us being forced into cages for a future slave auction. It was a lot of fun, and we made good money from it. A couple weeks later it was the Friday before spring break. Colt and I had decided to take a trip to Florida and see what kind of trouble we could get into. I mean, thousands of drunk horny college boys who don't always get pussy, something's bound to happen. Especially with Colt in a pair of tiny white speedos that are practically see through advertising his huge cock and world class ass. Even straight boys wouldn't be able to refuse that! Of course, someone had different plans for us. I was surprised when I got a notice to go to the principal's office after last period, and even more surprised when I saw Colt already sitting there waiting. I got real nervous. What if someone had spotted us during one of our on campus hookups? I could only imagine what was going to happen. I didn't say anything as I sat down next to Colt. He didn't either, but I could tell he was thinking the same thing. Eventually, the office door opened and Sarge stepped out. We called him Sarge, because he had been a Sargeant in the Marine Corps before getting his teaching degree and moving up into administration. And he ran the school with military efficiency. He was both feared and respected. You did not fuck with this man. He was only 5'10", but he was jacked. I mean, I assumed he was. He always wore a suit, but you could see his bulging muscles underneath. And his steele blue eyes could bore right into your soul. They sat above a crooked nose that you could tell had been broken a couple of times, and a strong square jaw that looked like it could chew metal. He topped it off with his silver buzz cut which completed his commanding, authoritative look. The man meant business! "You may go ahead a leave Mrs. Dubois." He said to his assistant. He never used people's first names. It helped keep his air of authority. "I'll probably be with these boys for a while." Colt and I just swallowed nervously. "Yes Sir, Sarge." She said as she gathered her things. "You have a nice break now." Colt and I watched her leave before turning our gaze back to Sarge. He just looked down on us menacingly, and without a word, Colt and I stood with our heads bowed and slunk into his office. Sarge locked the door as we sunk down into the chairs at his desk. "Did I tell you you could sit?" He barked at us. "No Sir!" We both shouted, instinctively standing at attention. Sarge just silently eyed us as he slowly sat in his chair. Sweat broke out on my brow, and a quick glance at Colt, I could see it on him too. Sarge turned to his laptop and started typing. Then he slowly turned it toward us. My blood ran cold. There, on the screen, was me and Colt, in the leather bar, getting railed. Sarge typed a couple keys and the video switched. Now it was me getting fisted. Another switch and it was Colt getting gangbanged. Switch after switch revealed that Sarge had every one of our shows. The nervous sweat just poured off me. "Well, Mr. Sawyer, Mr. Collins." Sarge finally said. "It seems the two of you have the most interesting hobby." Colt and I stood there in dead silence, shaking from nerves. Sarge sat there enjoying our uncertain fear. "STRIP!" He finally ordered us. Colt and I didn't even think. We were naked in a flash, returning instinctively to attention. Sarge stood up and walked around us, taking in our young, naked bodies. He snickered as he grabbed my crotch which was locked up. Colt had put the cage on me a couple of days ago. "I definitely would have pegged you to be the bitch in this relationship, Collins." He sneered. "If I hadn't seen the evidence that you're both a couple of bitches!" He released my crotch and grabbed Colt's, squeezing it. "But you both can be a couple of bulls too. I like that." He continued. "Now, bend over and spread your legs!" Colt and I complied as Sarge walked around behind us. He licked his fingers and stuck one in each of our holes. "You sluts have pretty loose pussies already for a couple of 18 year olds." He laughed as he fingered us. "But I guess from what I've seen, it's to be expected." He pulled his fingers out and grabbed Colt by the hair, forcing him to his knees. He dragged Colt's head to my ass and pushed his face against it. "Start eating that pussy, faggot!" He ordered Colt. "Since this little bitch is locked up, I guess he's the one gonna get fucked!" My fear was gone now, quickly replaced with horny lust as it was obvious we weren't in trouble for anything. Who knew Sarge wasn into this shit too? My cock strained in it's confines as Colt hungrily devoured my hole. "That's it faggot." Sarge encouraged him. "Get that pussy nice and wet. That loose cunts not getting any other lube!" Colt doubled his effort getting as much spit into my hole as he could before Sarge pulled his head off me. "Now fuck the bitch!" He demanded. Colt stood up and placed the tip of his now rock hard dick against the pucker he knew all too well. Without hesitation, he started to pushed into me. Even with my spit wet hole hole, I was pretty dry, and it hurt. But Sarge didn't care. "Get that dick in him NOW, faggot!" Sarge yelled at Colt. Colt just grabbed my shoulders and used his strong abdominal muscles to force his cock into my defenseless hole. I moaned out in pain as Colt bottomed out in me. "Oh yeah." Groaned Sarge. "That's what I like to see. Two young bucks like you. Now fuck the bitch!" Colt gripped my shoulders tight as he started slamming into me. My eyes watered from the friction as Colt sawed in and out of me. Then Sarge pulled a little brown bottle out of a drawer and held it up to me. I was thankful as I desperately huffed the fumes which provided much needed relief to my anal passage. Soon I was moaning in lust and begging for Colt's hard fuck. "Oh yeah boys." Sarge groaned as he watched the show. I saw him pull his hard cock out and Jesus. It was huge! Not long, maybe 7 inches, but fat! Fatter than Colt's! It took both of Sarge's hands to go around it as he stroked himself. Colt was so turned on by this whole scene I knew he was about to nut, and sure enough, a few strokes later and I felt the soothing cum erupting from him, offering a little relief to my burning insides. The relief was short lived however, as Sarge made me lie on his desk with my legs in the air. He smiled as he looked as Colt's cum dripping out of my hole. "Clean his cock bitch!" He ordered as he grabbed my thighs and pressed his cock head against my dripping cunt. I opened my mouth and Colt placed his slimey cock into it right as Sarge slammed his fat torpedo right into me in one hard thrust. My scream was muffled by Colt's big cock in my throat. "Fuck yea!" Sarge grunted as he held my thighs tight and jack hammered my hole. "I love to hear my bitches scream!" My eyes filled with tears as Colt grabbed the poppers and held them under my nose. Once Colt pulled his cock out, my cries had turned to moans as Sarge pounded me relentlessly. "Oh God yes!" I moaned. "Fuck me Sarge!" I begged. "Give me that fat cock Sir! Fuck my pussy, FUCK ME!" Sarge just smiled sadistically as he brutally rammed me. Soon he buried himself in me and let out a growl as I felt his cock throb and flex as he seeded me. When he was done, he pulled out and looked at Colt, snapping his fingers and pointing to his crotch. Colt was on his knees in a flash in front of Sarge with his mouth wide open. He dutifully cleaned it all off before Sarge pushed his head back toward my hole. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." He directed Colt. "And you bitch, push those loads out!" He commanded me. I did as I was told and could feel my hole expand as it made wet farting sounds as I pushed the cum out. "Oh, such pretty pussy lips." He moaned. "So pink and puffy. Such a nice used cunt." I squeezed out all I could onto Colt's waiting tongue. After he swallowed it down, Sarge told us to get dressed and leave. As we were about to walk out the door, he stopped us. "Sawyer, Collins." He barked as he held out a piece of paper. "My place, tommorow. 6pm. Bring your football uniforms. DON'T BE LATE!" "Yes Sir." Was all we could manage to say as we left his office. That night Colt unlocked me so I could fuck him and get some release after what had happened. Then we fell asleep in each other's arms contemplating what could be in store for us tomorrow. Also, we wondered. If Sarge knew about our video antics, did anyone else?

This is complete and total fiction. I have no idea what the real sexuality or status of Zac Efron is. I just really wanted to write this story because of how hot the idea of a young hot celebrity getting pozzed is. It is my first story here and my first post, I hope you all enjoy. Zac Efron was hard. His fat cock dripped pre cum in his hand as he rubbed the shiny knob back and forth. In his head was an image of the boys of One Direction bending at the waist and presenting him their five hot, young holes. Each one was lubed up and had their legs and cheeks spread, boy holes ready and willing for Zac to lick and suck, finger and fuck. Back and forth rubbed his hand as his imagination sunk more and more in to depravity. In his mind the boys were busy fingering each other, using more and more lube until they were happily fisting themselves in an orgy of young twink celebrities. It was very naughty of Zac to be doing what he was doing. He wasn’t at home, or even in real privacy. He was in the living room of some muscular hunk he’d met, Henry. Henry was over 6feet tall, and was so muscular. He must have worked out every day to have such huge arms and pecs. Zac had six pack abs himself, but Henry was rocking eight. He knew it was risky for him as the All American straight boy celebrity, but he just couldn’t say no to a tall muscle hunk. They’d met at a party of a mutual friend, and then gone on to hit some more bars, with Zac getting far too drunk, so Henry had bought him home and dumped him on the sofa. Henry was feeling positive for the first time in weeks. So many sluts he’d brought home recently had run away once they knew he was poz. Fucking silly bitches had no idea what they were missing out not allowing him to set them free. Rising from his bed, he caught sight of himself in the mirror he had set up in his bedroom. His tanned skin was pulled tight over his hard abs and large pecs. Stubble graced his chin where he hadn’t shaved and his black boxer bulged at front and back as they struggled to hold in his thick uncircumcised cock and muscular arse. He knew he was fit, that was why he was bisexual. No point in confining himself to just one sex. Especially when he had so much to give, his own special gift that he liked to pass around to everyone he slept with. Casually scratching at his heavy, toxic balls, he left his bedroom and headed downstairs. Zac was miles away. His casual rub through the sleeping bag had become a full on sexual wank. His hand was inside his briefs and was rubbing his cock over and over. His other hand was down, still inside his briefs, but under his balls and rubbing at his arse. As far as Zac knew, he was the only one awake, if Henry came down, he could quickly hide himself. Right now though, the only person he cared about coming was himself. Henry crept slowly down the stairs. His head still hurt if he moved too fast, plus he was considerate and didn’t want to wake Zac if he was still asleep. As Henry reached the bottom of the stairs, he was shocked to find the thin, younger celebrity lying back on the sofa, running his hands around inside his briefs, and, most shocking of all, was clearly fingering his butthole. Henry felt like Christmas had come early. Here was a fucking fit young lad, on his sofa, clearly jerking off and loving the feeling of having his finger buried deep in his young bum. Henry descended the rest of the stairs and coughed as he reached the bottom. Zac had been caught. Here was Henry, standing a few feet away from him, and here he was on a sofa with his hands in his briefs, clearly aroused. Two choices ran through Zac’s head: 1) Hide himself and laugh it off or 2) Draw his hands out of his briefs and invite Henry to replace them. Fuck it, he knew he shouldn’t, but Number Two it was. Zac slowly slid his hands out of his briefs and worked them over the thin, tight body. He ran them over his pale abs and over his pecs, tweaking at his nipples. He left one hand there, while he moved the other, the hand that had been playing with his arse, to his mouth and slowly started to suck on his fingers. “You just going to stand there man,” Zac called to Henry, “Or are you going to come and give me a hand?” Henry replied “You only want a hand?” “I’ll take everything you have,” said Zac as he tweaked his nipple and let a soft moan leave his lips. Henry smirked to himself, wondering just how much Zac knew he was going to get. Henry walked forward slowly. He massaged his bulging black boxers as he did so and his cock was growing to full hardness. This was awesome. What more could he have wanted than this obvious cock slut being in front of him? As Henry reached the sofa he reached down and pulled Zac to his feet, mashing their lips together, sliding his tongue out and in to Zac’s mouth. Zac returned the kiss and the two guys swapped spit as they mashed their hard cocks together in their underwear. The black of Henry’s boxers bulged obscenely and were a marked contrast to the white of the briefs which contained Zac’s hardness. Henry grabbed at Zac’s brief clad arse and ground himself into the hard cock that he could feel through the thin cotton of the briefs and his own boxers. The bulges rubbed together and both lads groaned into the mouth of the other as they continued to kiss. Henry pulled back from the kiss and spit in to Zac’s mouth. Zac, slut boy that he is, swallowed and begged for more. Henry couldn’t help but comply. Zac moved his hands to Henry’s chest and started to rub and pull at Henry’s nipples and hard, built pecs. He pulled back from Henry’s kissing and moved his head down to the right nipple. He took the erect nub into his mouth and slowly started to suck, while using his tongue to tease the end. So engrossed in sucking the tit, Zac didn’t even notice the black biohazard tattoo that surrounded the nipple, and even if he had, the dumb young celebrity didn’t have a clue what it meant. Henry loved this. He loved having a guy appreciate his chest. He spent ages working out every day to make sure that his body looked in pristine condition. “You like my muscles Zac?” Henry asked, as Zac continued to lick and suck away. Zac released the nipple, smiled up at Henry with a cheeky grin and replied “Too fucking right.” “Here you go then, lick away,” Henry said as he flexed his muscles. Zac licked away at the tensing chest muscles, licking up into an armpit and down to a bulging bicep. He loved that this muscular guy was letting him have his way and lick, suck and explore whatever he wanted. His cock was rock hard in his briefs and he was in serious danger of spunking himself without even touching his dick. Henry was loving the silky feeling of a hot tongue moving over his body. It felt good on his nipples, good in his armpit, good on his bicep and he knew it was going to feel damn good when he got it on his cock. Pushing on Zac’s head, he forced the younger man to his knees and thrust his bulged boxers into Zac’s face. Zac immediately continued to lick and suck away, through the boxer shorts that confined the cock in front of him. Zac raised his hands and pulled the boxers down Henry’s thighs. Henry’s hard cocked slapped up onto his hard stomach. It was uncircumcised and when Zac pulled the skin back, revealed a lovely purply pink knob. The heavy knob head leaked precum, which ran down in copious amounts. Zac had never seen such a lovely cock; in fact he hadn’t even seen an uncircumcised cock before. Now here was one in front of him, and it was leaking more precum than he had ever seen a cock leak. It was literally like a leaky tap with the amount of clear liquid that was dripping from the end. Zac ran his tongue up and down the sides of the cock, tasting Henry’s skin. The precum that he could taste tasted different to the precum of the lads he’d sucked in the past. It had a slightly tangier taste, but it was a taste that was unmistakably male and unmistakably hot. What Zac didn’t know was that he was licking up toxic poz precum, taking in to his mouth the hot DNA of an infected muscle stud in heat. The length was close to 10inches, it had to be as Zac could hardly get it down his throat. He knew he could take 8inches, but this was a struggle. The knob was thick and it pushed at the sides of his throat as he tried to deepthroat it down to the balls. As he tried to do this, he slipped his hands up Henry’s legs and played with his balls, tickling them gently with his fingertips. Henry looked down and loved the sight of the struggling younger man trying to please him by sucking his hard poz cock. He believed that effort deserved reward, so he pulled Zac off his cock, pulled him up, kissed him hard so as to taste his own precum and then pushed Zac back on to the sofa. Henry dropped to his knees before the hot ripped young guy and buried his face into the briefs in front of him. He could smell that it was likely not the first time that the briefs had been worn, but this just turned him on more. He sucked at the knob that he could taste through the briefs before pulling them down and engulfing Zac’s dick to the root in one go; his nose was tickled by Zac’s pubes and his large square jaw rested on Zac’s full balls. Henry moved his head up and down the cock, using his tongue to work the sides and the knob, sucking up the sparse in comparison precum and slowly moving his hands in circles over Zac’s young arse globes. He spread his fingers and moved them closer and closer the crack and to the hole he knew he would find there. Sticking the middle finger from each of his hands into the crack, he located the hole and, without warning, simply pressed them both in to the hole. He knew he needed to be a bit rough in order to make sure that his poz load, clearly heading up this hole later, would take. Zac groaned and shot spunk down Henry’s throat. He was awestruck by how quickly he had cum; shooting his cream from just having some fingers shoved in to his arse. He couldn’t believe that, but it felt so good. Henry loved the taste of the neg cum on his tongue, but he had other plans for it. Pulling off Zac’s cock, he stood up and grabbed Zac’s ankles, lifting his legs. He then dropped back to his knees, but placed Zac’s legs over his shoulders. This allowed him to see clearly Zac’s tight pucker. Henry spat the spunk he had just received from Zac’s cock on to Zac’s arsehole. “I only do this bareback, no condoms in this house,” stated Henry as he scratched at Zac’s hole with his finger nails, “is that ok?” Zac didn’t even hear what Henry was saying, all he could see was the towering mountain of muscle, the thick arms, huge pecs, rippling abs and huge cock. He nodded his head and told Henry to fuck him as hard as he could. Henry smiled; he had a fucking cum slut here and one that clearly didn’t mind taking a charged load. His tattoo was big and obvious, Zac must have seen it and yet he was still agreeing to go bare. Henry snickered to himself. Who knew Zac Efron was a little chaser bitch? He stood up and thrust his long bare poz dick in to the hole, using the cum as lube, nothing else lube but Zac’s neg cum and dripping sweat. Henry planned to rip that hole up. Zac felt like he was being split in two, but the feeling that he had got from just Henry’s finger were multiplied as he felt the thick uncircumcised knob rub over his prostate again and again. He moaned and groaned about on the sofa, aware that he was making a lot of noise but not caring because he was embracing the fact that he was a true born cock slut. He loved the feeling of cock in his mouth or up his arse. He wanted to do this all the time. Forget girls, it was all about cock for Zac from now on. He never wanted Henry to cum as that thick cock felt so good up his tight hole. He started to flex his anal muscles and squeeze down on Henry, raising his arse to meet the thrusts into it. “Harder......please......fuck me harder,” groaned out Zac as his prostate took another hit. Henry started to really thrust in and out. He was battering the arse on his cock and was loving every minute. It felt so good to just be able to let loose and just fuck. Nothing felt better than to just pound away at some tight man arse. It was always tighter than pussy and guys who limited themselves were just missing out. He looked down at Zac squirming below him. He could see how much Zac was enjoying it from the way he was breathing and moaning; his body thrashing about and clearly loving the cock that was literally rabbit pounding his prostate. “You love my cock up you don’t you Zac?” Asked Henry as he ground in against the boy’s prostate. “Fuck, yes, uhgn, Zac grunted back, “harder, please.” “Yeah, you like my poz cock up you, you want this fucking hot toxic load deep in you,” grunted Henry, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in. “Wait…..what?” Zac asked, “What do you mean poz, do you have HIV?” The panic in his voice was palpable, the silly celebrity cock whore suddenly connecting the dots over the biohazard tattoo. Henry laughed, could Zac really not have known? Was he really lucky enough to be fucking such a hot little naïve cunt? Could he really not know what the tattoo meant? That just turned him on more and he started to really hammer the tight hole stretched obscenely round his huge cock. His muscles flexing, veins popping and sweat dripping he looked down at Zac Efron beneath him: “You bet I’’ve got HIV and when I’m done with you, so will you. Gonna set you free slut, gonna make it so you can take loads all the time…or would you rather I stop?” As he said this, Henry stopped thrusting and just held himself, his cock balanced at Zac’s hole, the head pressed in and the hole popping, but nothing but the knob inside. Henry could clearly see him cock was smeared with blood and some brown ass juice and it was taking all his self-control not to just plough Efron and poz him up regardless of what he wanted. Zac was scared, he didn’t want HIV….did he? If he was poz, he could get fucked at any time and not worry about anything, and this huge cock felt so good, did he really not want to finish the fuck? Possibly because of the leftover booze in his system or possibly just because he was a born slut, Zac Efron, celebrity heartthrob and wank fantasy to millions looked up at the muscle daddy fucking him and said three little words…”Poz me up.” That was all Henry needed, he started to pound harder and harder, telling little Zac just how much he was going to enjoy being poz, how being free was the best gift in the world and how, if the load took, he’d be able to share his strain with plenty of other young celebrities. Zac kept up with the dirty talk his end, begging the big stud to breed him, to make him a dirty poz whore. In his mind, his imagination flipped back to the boys of One Direction and how hot it would be to make his way through them, pozzing each one of them just like he was being pozed now. This made his cock extremely hard and had him begging Henry to fill him with a toxic load. Henry reached down and grabbed Zac’s cock. He jerked it no more than five times before Zac shot spunk high in to the air. As his arse tightened and clenched around the invader thrusting in to it, Henry came hard, spurting his dirty poz spunk deep into Zac’s bruised and torn colon. “Take my dirty AIDS load you bitch, pozzing you up good now, take it, take my cum,” screamed Henry as he shot load after load in to the battered celebrity hole. As the two men collapsed on to each other, Zac’s spunk sticking them together, they kissed and licked sweat from each other’s bodies, Henry keeping his fat cock stuffed in the boy’s hole, slowly humping from time to time, just to shake up the poz cum that was being absorbed by Zac Efron’s anal walls. As the two drifted off to sleep; each dreaming of who else they could bring over to introduce to their new activities, Zac was so happy and relaxed, he began to piss himself, spraying Henry and his own body with his yellow liquid. This just got Henry hard again and without a word he started fucking the boy again. Zac smiled, knowing a second load would increase the chances of him becoming the poz whore he now wanted to be.

Hi Sirs! Bareboy sub in Jupiter looking for Doms, alphas, daddies, grandpas, that like pervy little boy to use. HMU if you can host 🙂 Available too for anon hookups and quickies.

Started the new year with a bang. Two of my favorite fuckbuddies didn't mind sharing. One younger guy into daddies and a late 40s guy. Both apped me around 1am. Asked if they would mind sharing. No problem. Younger guy got here first and pumped a load in. Older guy arrived. Took a long time fucking until he shot his load. Younger guy added two more. Fuck.....! If this is how 2022 is going to be I'm going to have a lot of fun 😉

We are currently on holiday for the new year. My husband had gone out to some parks—we are staying at a resort and theme park area. I decided to hop on grinder. To my surprise, there was this hot British couple. One guy cut, the other uncut. I hadn’t been with an uncut guy in a long time so this was fun. I walked over and met them at their room. They answered the door naked. I quickly stripped and went to town sucking their cocks. The uncut guy had dark hair, about 5’8” and hairy. Hot af. His husband was probably 6’1” brown hairy and hairy. Both their cocks tasted so good in my mouth. The uncut guy precum so much and I can still taste it as I’m writing this. Eventually the uncut guy lubed up and fucked me from behind while I made out with his husband. So hot having the one guy fuck me while the other watched. I could feel my ass easing his dick in. I’m pretty tight so he took his time but once he finally was all the way in, he went to town. I could feel him fucking me deep and after about five minutes he got close and I told him to breed me. His husband started to leak precum and I licked it up, turned around and started to ride his dick. The uncut guy who just came laid down and I cleaned his cock and made out with him while his husband fucked me. He got close very quickly cuz I was still pretty tight. I felt him tense and as he shot his load in me I started to cum. After he filled me and pulled out we all made out, sweaty and naked. I got dressed and went back to my husband filled with two other guy’s loads.

Oh yes when I high on coke I get really slutty and need cum in my ass then later I get really hard and need to fuck

Nico heard the door knob jiggle and the front door swing open. He's home, he thought. Jumping onto the bed, Nico was almost entirely naked except for the bright orange, knee-high socks he was wearing. He positioned himself on all fours with his hole facing the bedroom door. "Babe?," Omar called from the living room. "I'm in the bedroom," Nico replied. Nico heard Omar set his keys down and walk toward the bedroom. "You slut," Omar laughed. "Care for a ride, stranger?", Nico retorted as he wagged his ass back and forth a few times. And what a perfect ass it was. On their first date, Omar had joked about Nico's ass "defying gravity." Nico then heard Omar walk into the room and unzip his pants. "How was work?" Nico asked as he arched his back, revealing the muscular dimples where his spine met his pelvis and all but advertising that he wasn't actually listening for an answer. Omar, ignoring Nico's question, placed one hand on Nico's ass. "Such a fucking hot dancer's butt you got, boy," Omar admired as he ran his left hand around the gorgeous muscular spheres, making swooping figure-eights on Nico's plump fuck cushions. "It's going to be nice watching this hot ass catch the attention of all your friend's dads at graduation." Omar loved parading his young, hot boyfriend in front of other thirsty men. Nico could hear Omar reaching into his underwear to fondle his meaty dick. "Mmmmm, is daddy getting his thick cock ready to plow open some twink hole?," Nico purred. The age gap between Nico and Omar was always a huge turn-on for them both, with Nico's 18-year-old boyishness making Omar's 36-year-old manliness stand out all the more whenever the two were out in public together. Omar, again ignoring Nico's question, landed a swift strike to Nico's butt cheek with an open palm, letting out a crisp snap. "Fuck!" Nico responded, almost whispering -- quieter than seemed proportionate with the striking his jock ass had just received. "No more questions, slut," Omar muttered as he began pressing his raw mushroom head into Nico's supple, pink hole. Omar had been calling Nico a slut since the first time Omar stuck his bare cock in his sexy little twink boy on their first date. Omar knew he'd found his new boyfriend the second Nico led him into that bathroom stall at the restaurant where they first met and let Omar stuff him full of man-seed before dessert had even been served. Not only that, Nico had never even so much as broached the subject of condoms with Omar before guiding Omar's girthy, engorged cock into his young rectum and absorbing Omar's throbbing fuckstick into him with ease. "What a fucking slut," Omar remembers muttering after unloading that first thick ropey load of DNA is this sexually precocious high school senior. It was a huge turn on for Omar that Nico hadn't even so much as asked about STDs. The little slut had no idea what kind of load he was taking and didn't seem to care. "Jesus Christ, daddy, pork me all ready," Nico entreatied as his craving for Omar's raw cock hijacked Nico's patience. Still dutifully on all fours, Nico arched his back again revealing the sculpted, lean musculature of his lower back. Omar spat on his cockhead and swirled his dick around Nico's fresh, pink hole before thrusting his pelvis forward and plunging his cock into Nico's not-quite-ready-for-it rectum. "Ow, fuck! Daddy, that hurt!" Nico let out. Omar felt his loins burn with desire at hearing his boy toy cry out in pain from an unnecessarily forceful penetration. Omar had his raw, barely lubed cock already pressing at the entrance to Nico's second hole. Nico winced with pain. "You want me to stop, baby boy?," Omar asked tenderly. "Maybe just for a second, daddy," Nico replied. "Of course, slut," Omar replied while starting to slowly pull his raw dick out. Just as his cock head was beginning to crest at the lip of Nico's hole, Omar reversed course and slammed his raw dick right back into the twink's hole without warning. "God, fuck!" Nico let out, wincing. "Tell me you want me to stop, slut," Omar barked dryly as he relished Nico's warm, tight hole. "Omar, please stop," Nico said, dropping the nicknames and taking on a more serious tone. Omar knew Nico wasn't just playing, but Omar's cock was not leaving that boy's hole. Omar slowed his thrusts but never stopped his slow-fucking. "Omar, come on," Nico insisted. Omar's thrusts picked up pace as he began plunging his shaft faster and faster into Nico. "Ow, fuck," Nico muttered. His tender hole was starting to burn from the lack of lubrication. Nico tried pulling his hips forward to get Omar's cock out of him, but as soon as Omar felt Nico trying to wiggle free, he grabbed Nico's hips and pulled the twink forcefully back onto his rock-hard cock. Nico cried out again. "Fucking take that dick, boy," Omar grunted, adding, "It's not my fault you made me do this to you." Nico gave up resisting and resigned himself to being fucked against his will knowing that Omar could not resist fucking Nico's brains out once he had his raw cock inside the twink. Nico relaxed his hole, hoping that would provide some relief from the pain of his boyfriend's raw cock tearing him open. "Apologize to me for making me do this to you, fucking slut," Omar said with a hint of disdain. "I'm sorry," Nico obliged. "You're what, you little whore?" "I'm sorry for making you do this to me, daddy." "That's right slut." Omar's cock thrusts were picking up pace, as he took advantage of his warm flesh-sleeve of a boyfriend. Omar reached around and clasped his enormous hands around Nico's throat and slowly began to apply pressure. Nico felt his airway closing under the force of Omar's grip. Omar was not piston fucking Nico at full speed. Omar's grip got tighter. It was getting to be almost impossible for Nico to breath. Nico started seeing stars. "Oh fuck yeah, slut," Omar uttered hungrily. "I'm going to fuckin choke you out while I rape you, you dumb fucking slut." Omar started grunting as he felt his balls swelling in anticipation. Omar's cock shot out a thick wad of sperm into Nico's now-compliant hole. Nico felt Omar's cock twitch inside him as he unloaded inside Nico. "Fucking whore," Omar said as he dismounted, finally releasing Nico's neck. Nico fell to the bed gulping air back into his lungs as Omar's cum sloshed around inside him. Nico gathered himself back up. "Daddy?" He said raspily, sounding upset. "Yeah?" "I'm so sorry, daddy."

I am a Paramedic, and have always been turned on by other guys, even though a lot of females flirt with me, especially the hospital nurses. I must be reserved especially when in the fire house with the other guys, which most act they are homophobic. At least the bunk room is split, so the EMS personnel won't disturb the firefighters due to the number of calls we receive in a 24 hour shift. We got a call for a medical transport of an HIV patient to the DC Hospital NIH (National Institute of Health). This was a medical transfer from a regular nursing home, to this specialized facility due the fact the patient, was actually an AIDS patient and apparently not responding to medical therapy and this was going to be a last chance effort to get him stabilized. No one wanted to ride in the patient compartment with the patient, scared the close proximity would be contagious. I took this opportunity to get an education. Of course precautions were in place, both myself and the patient had masks on, and I was gloved up as well. The patient was to have EKG monitored during the trip along with an IV drip. The ride was going to be approximately 1 1/2 hour due to the heavy traffic during a rush hour commute. Once the trip began, my patient, which I will call Ken, was very talkative, and soon I had him comfortable and relaxed. He told me he had developed AIDS about 10 months prior, and was in a long care nursing home for treatment, but knew he was on the terminal list. During our ride, I confided in him that I was gay but not out of the closet, and needed to be discreet. He said he had not had a lover in over a year, but never regretted being gay, and his only release was when he could jack off. I told him that he was a cute guy and I could see how he probably didn't have trouble getting a lover when he was in his prime. He reached out from under his blanket which covered him in the cot, to pat my leg and thank me. I reached out to take and hold his hand when he did this to give him some comfort. He commented about the all the precautionary steps taken to keep him isolated, but it did make him feel like the plague victim. I then removed my glove to hold his hand and removed his gloved hand as well, so we could be skin to skin. I had been reading stories on BreedingZone and they always turned me on. I knew i was negative, but gay, and still horny. He said it gave him a little rush that I removed my gloves to touch him, and he thanked me and said it actually made his cock stir. The Medic Unit was an enclosed compartment, with only an intercom connecting the driver with the patient area, and the windows were treated dark so you no one could see in from the street. WHen he told me he had gotten excited, I lifted the blanket to check him out and to see if he had an erection. Of course when I did this, it excited him even more and he began to get hard. I reached out with my bare hand and took hold of his growing cock. He said it had been such a long time since anyone had touched him. I gave him a compliment of his size and girth as his cock grew. Our talk was just about at whisper level since we didn't want the driver to hear us. I told him it turned me on too to have his cock grow in my hand, which was about 9 inches and the width of a cardboard tube on a paper towel roll. He and I had our eyes locked together as I slowly stroked his cock..and he told me he would not last long if I kept that up. We both had pulled down our masks so we could see each other more clearly. He asked if i was scared I would catch his AIDS, and I told him not to worry, I can make my own decisions. He told me he was extremely turned on by me and my tender care. I guided his hand up my leg so he could touch my cock and see how hard I was . I knew we had at least and hour more of our transport, so I open my pants and let them slide down to my ankles and let him stroke my cock. (I figured it was only fair since I had his hard cock in my hands as well) I figured, when a person is on death row in a prison, they give him a last meal, so here my patient was basically on death row in a hospital setting, and going to his final place to die, so why not give him some final release. My precum was flowing, and he would put his fingers to his mouth and lick it off, telling me how sweet it tasted. When he took the next scoop of my precum in his fingers, and began to raise them to his lips, I stopped his arm and directed his fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. His cock jumped and precum began flowing out of his cock. With his two fingers in my mouth, and our eyes locked to each other, he hooked his fingers behind my teeth and began to pull me closer to his face. WHen he removed his fingers, I kept moving closer and I kissed his lips, and our mouths opened and we frenched kissed for about a 3 minute continuous passionate kiss. When we broke our kis, I remained close to his face as he whispered to me..."Oh fuck !" my hand had not left his hard cock as I stroked it...and I leaned down and put his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck him. He began moaning, and his had reached from my cock to my ass cheeks and began rubbing and touching my hole. I was so turned on by this, I wanted more, much more. He was now very hard and his precum walk flowing like a slow leak of a water pipe. I grabbed his hard that was on my ass, and moved his hand so he could touch his precum that was a steady flow from his cock, then when his fingers were covered, I moved his hand and wet fingers back to my ass which he proceeded to push into my tight ass. Again, he moaned.."Oh fuck" and I looked him in the eyes and told him I am game for it. Since we were in a back up, and traffic was moving in a crawl, I unhooked his seat belts and turned my ass around and backed up to him, and he turned onto his side so his cock was pointing to my ass. As soon as i felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, it was like fireworks. I arched my ass back as I felt his lubed up cock begin to enter my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him as his cock slid up into my ass to his balls. We sat still for a bit, and I moaned for him to fuck me. I squeezed my ass cheek muscles and he said he better pull out, because he was going to cum soon. I told him to put it in me and to poz me up....next thing I felt was his cock twitching in me, and about 12-15 huge squirts of his toxic seed was shooting deep into my ass. We stayed still for a about 4 minutes, with him still inside of me, since our traffic jam ham come to a complete stop, I didn't want the extra movement to raise suspicion with my partner that something was going on. I turned my face to look back at him, and he whispered "thank you". I told him it my pleasure too...then we began to make out again for what seemed to be about along 15 minutes, and until traffic began to move again. When I pulled off of his cock, most of his load remained up in my ass, but a glob did fall onto his leg. I leaned over and sucked it up. I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself...and knelt on the floor to be closer to Ken...and we began to make out again for the trip. Before we arrived at the hospital, I gave him another blow job and he came in my mouth in which I swallowed. When we dropped him off and took him up to his room, I purposely left the clipboard on his night stand as we moved him over to his permanent bed. When my partner returned to out unit, I commented I left the clipboard, and needed to run back up and get it. The nurse was just coming out of his room when I got there, so when I went inside, I went over to his bedside and asked him to meet me in the bathroom. I helped him and guided his IV pole, as we entered the restroom. I moved his robe out of the way as I dropped my pants and asked him to fuck me again. He got rock hard again and with his precum dripping again, and the huge cum load he put up in me already, I was pretty lubed up to take him again. I leaned over the sink as he fucked me deep and hard...the noise of the squishy cum in my ass was a turn on for us both. HE moaned he was going to cum again so i asked where he would want to put it? He moaned back in me again to breed me with his DNA....I moaned back, "Yes, give me it". Ken had passed away a week later after I visited him one more time, he was too weak to go to the restroom, but we made out and I gave him one more blow job and swallowed his cum. Even after that, I still did not convert poz. So, now I am still turned on to play with poz guys any chance I get.

I was alerted to the fact of Fukd's revival by an email sent by a friend just two hours after Fukd's alert went out. I was surprised to read that—I had heard nothing after the last Fukd ever at Club 120 back in March of 2020—but not so surprised that I decided not to go. (That, I read, vaccine passports were enforced was a point in Fukd's favour.) So, I headed over after work to the new location, after paying $27.50 for my ticket, to see what was going on. I think this new incarnation of Fukd has the potential to be better than ever. It is housed in a location much easier to get to than the old Club 120, stranded on lower Church. Fukd now takes place in a new location on the Danforth, just a couple minutes' walk from the Broadview subway station. This is a smaller space than the old Club 120, but there is still almost as much usable space, with more than enough space for the two slings upstairs and for a smaller play area in the basement next to the coat check and the washrooms. The facilities are clean and new, in good shape. As for the crowd, there were a lot of people there. I got there just before a quarter to seven, more than midway through the stated 2-10 window, but there were a couple dozen people there still. Some were people I remembered from previous Fukd's, others were new, and everyone was up to fun in a friendly atmosphere. (I got fucked by four guys, fucked one, got blown for a couple of guys, and ate one of my fuckers' asses.) I strongly recommend the new Fukd. I was afraid it might be underperforming, but it was not. If anything, the new location with its accessibility and its new facilities may make this new incarnation of Fukd even better than the old one.

Never forget it takes two to tango! Your fister needs to be relaxed as well and willing to just play with your ass for hours...lol.

13, PM me for details.

NYE guy 1x Grindr Anon load A horny message on NYE morning from a 26 bearded guy on Grindr simply read, ‘Looking to get filled? I need to fuck someone’. I promised No load refused, so agreed to offer my cunt for him to get off in and earn my 274th load of the year and probably my last. This Lad clearly needed to nutt ahead of NYE, much better to empty your load relieve any frustrations. He wanted a total anon cunt to use and mine was hungry and willing to take a strangers breed. As requested I was hooded and ass up waiting in my jock and ‘fuck me, breed me socks’. My cunt was plugged and ready to plow when he let himself in and made his way upstairs to find me waiting on all fours on the bed. He played with the plug as he stripped to just his socks. Then, the plug was pulled out, I got a couple of slaps of his solid dick against my hole then he pushed inside me. Apart from a little lube to get the plug in easily the only other lube was all his precum and it made for a very easy and horny glide in and out of my hungry cunt. As he made use of my slutty hole I wondered if he realised he was the 274th breeder in me this year. Most guys love knowing they are using the local cumdump and get off knowing that my cunt is constantly used and fed. This guy clearly needed to lighten his load ahead of his New Year celebrations and he pulled on my leash, leaning back to make sure I knew who was in control. The leash was real tight around my neck and throat, I had to arch my back to breath while I accommodated his rough fuck of my cunt. The more I leaned back the more he pulled the leash tight. I was being ridden like a pig. Not many guys are brave enough to properly own the CUMPIG slut they are using but this guy had no problem, even more impressive for a young lad. It made me concentrate on breathing and I just let him ride me deep and hard. I had promised him a willing cunt to pleasure himself in but on this occasion he just rode my cunt til He was done and I was bred! I felt him pull me back onto his dick when he was ready to breed. That’s such a powerful feeling, being pulled back onto a dick that’s ready to dump seed. His balls were slapping against my ass as he pounded inside my cunt. He then clearly switched form fuck mode to breed mode, the pace quickened and he unleashed his huge cum load inside me, his solid dick twitching as he bred deep inside my cunt. He paused briefly then resumed a slower pace as he pumped n dumped his full nutt in me. When I had been fully used he pulled his cummy cock out and started to dress in silence. He grabbed the pen and tagged my ass, ‘BB BITCH FILLED’ he slapped my other cheek to leave his mark and left. He left my cunt; used, fucked, filled, bred and dripping. A perfect start to New Years even and it was only 11am. My last load of the year... or so I thought! To be continued... thanks to the 2 guys that loaded me after that!

Been talking to this local bi dude who likes anon beefy ass to breed and things aligned on NY day and he came over and found me ass up. Nice cock slipped it in with spit and he started pounding away. He was pretty quiet so I was alternating between gripping his cock with my ass muscles and relaxing About 15 minutes later he dumps his load, washes up and tells me he definitely wants to come back again. Messaged him after to say thanks for the load and ask if he likes loose hole or a grip and he said he loved me gripping his cock and he was getting hard walking down the street, could he come back. I don’t turn down cock so I assumed ass up, blindfolded and this time he went to town and dumped a second load. That sent me into heat so messaged a neighbor that I know likes sloppy holes and he came right over and added a third. Here’s to taking loads after two years of COVID.

This story is a continuation of the one found here. “Kurt, I think I’m sick.” I called him that afternoon, as I was starting to feel gross at work. Achy. And my skin kind of hurt, which was a sure sign I was running a temperature. “Oh baby, I’m sorry!” he said, barely masking the giddiness in his voice. “And do you mean ‘sick’ sick? Like, do you think it’s the, um, you know… Flu?” I smirked a bit at this as I pictured how excited he probably looked at that very moment. “Yeah, stud. I think this is it.” “Awwww. You head home, and I’ll leave work early and take care of you. Gotta take care of my honeyhole!” “Yeah yeah. You say the sweetest things. See you later. I’ll probably be napping.” I hung up. I really did feel like hammered shit, which is exactly what I told my boss before heading home for the day. And by ‘home’ I mean Kurt’s place- which I guess technically was my place too, as I’d basically moved in almost immediately after our first weekend together. It was basically a done deal the instant we kissed in my car. And the fuck he threw me on Labor Day weekend sealed the deal. That first fuckfest saw him breeding me 4 times over a span of 6 hours and basically ruining my insides from all angles. The next morning, I shat so much cum (and a fair bit of blood) that I actually called him to the bathroom to witness his handiwork. Naturally, that turned him on and led to another round of me being used randily before breakfast. I had to beg him for prep time! With a fresh load of his DNA in me, we sat down to a breakfast of eggs and coffee, which he had thoughtfully prepared for us while I showered. And that’s where we said the “L” word to each other for the first time. We were sitting at his small breakfast table, eating in silence, bathed in bright morning sunlight. He looked so fucking hot in just his loose pajama bottoms with his hair all mussed up. He caught me staring and with his mouth still full said “Whut?” And I just shrugged and said, “Nothing. Just… I love you, is all.” That was the first time I’d officially said it to anybody. I was always worried that I would have to fake it, or just always do the “I love you too” thing. But no. This was easy. And I meant it completely. He beamed at me and then his face crumpled a little as he got a little emotional. “Wow. That is… just, so good to hear because… because I love YOU. I knew when you kissed me in your car after I bawled like a little bitch.” “I knew I loved you when you said ‘As you wish’ to me.” “Well, I knew I was into you when you yelled at me at the sex party. I was angry, ashamed, and sad all at the same time, which nobody has made me feel since Bo. So there were definite… feelings… there.” “Well, I knew I was hopelessly infatuated when you ‘mean girled’ me at the bar. Anyone able to eviscerate me with a mere look like that? Big feelings.” He chuckled and pointed his fork at me. “Oh, so is this a competition on who was into whom first now?” “Everything is a competition, bucko—and from where I’m sitting?” I gave him a long, slow, up and down appraisal. “I definitely won the big *cough* prize.” “It’s kind of amazing you’re able to sit at all, actually,” he said flippantly. And we laughed. The rest of Labor Day was spent talking and fucking, and ordering pizza as new couples do. Eventually I had to tap out, as my ass was raw and ruined and I was starting to fear that everything on the inside of me may just accidentally end up on the outside if I stood up quickly. But let me tell you. It was so fucking hot to take a nap with his cock lodged inside and his arms wrapped around me. I felt so taken care of that I completely zonked for like 2 hours. Until I awoke to his stiffening dick poking my spleen. Again. Eventually I drove him back to pick up his car which we had left at Tom’s house. We went our separate ways (briefly) so I could pick up some clothes and toiletries and meet him back at his. From there, Kurt and I rapidly settled into coupledom. Most of our meals were spent together. TV and movies on the couch. Sleeping together. Fucking. Kurt even got a family membership at his gym so we could work out together. It was all so disgustingly domestic and I loved it. Since Kurt’s condo was infinitely nicer than my shithole apartment, it naturally became our home base. I already had part of a closet and some drawers. All my valuables had been transferred over, and other than some occasional trips to show my neighbors what good gay sex sounded like or to pick up random items, I’d been at “our place” ever since. Which is where I found myself now, shivering, and under blankets on the couch. I took some ibuprofen, drank some juice, and curled up to watch some shitty daytime TV. The next thing I remember is feeling his lips (and stubble) on my forehead. “Hey babe, how you feeling?” he asked quietly. “Pretty meh,” I mustered. “Yeah, I remember what it was like. You’re most likely seroconverting now, and your body is gonna feel it.” “Maybe it’s just a cold. There’s been a lot of crap going around,” I offered, mainly to rile him up a little. “Are you suggesting that I’m not as fertile as I claimed to be?” he said in mock frustration. “Well, I dunno. It’s been almost two months with near daily breedings. Maybe your swimmers just can’t get me pregnant?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “You fucker,” he growled. “You’re gonna regret that.” * * I was feeling a touch better later that evening, after some soup and a long nap. I woke up on the couch, and Kurt was sitting in the chair across from me, naked, and watching me sleep. He was also slowly jacking that enormous meat of his. “Wakey, Wakey… time for snakey,” he sing-songed. I rolled my eyes. “Are you serious, coming at me with that? I’m tired and feeling gross. I probably have just enough energy to get in bed.” “Oh, we’re getting in bed alright,” he stated. “That’s where I’m going to fuck you. It’s been two days and I need to empty these nuts.” “Stud, I don’t know if I….” I started. He cut me off. “This isn’t a request. I AM going to fuck you. You’re converting. You know it. I know it. And I want to put one more fat, poz load in your guts to seal the deal.” His amber eyes had that dark glitter about them, so I knew he was in full sex mode at this point and would not be dissuaded. So I hauled my ass off the couch, popped 3 more ibuprofen, and headed to the bathroom to prepare myself. When I walked into the bedroom, I was expecting that porn would be going, and the sling to be up and ready. But no. Soft music was playing and the room was lit by several electric candles scattered about to give the space ambiance. He was standing next to the bed, all shy looking. In the center of the bed was a towel with a single red rose on it. Naturally the lube and poppers were handy too. “What’s all this?” I asked, confused. “This will be our anniversary, so I wanted it to be special,” he said kind of sheepishly. “I thought our anniversary was the day before labor day... When we first got together?” “Well, that’s one anniversary, yeah,” he said. “But tonight will be the anniversary of when we become joined by a bond that can’t be broken and you become mine forever.” Even in my not-feeling-so-great state, hearing him talk like this was doing it for me. I felt myself boning up and feeling that need for seed. I walked over to where he stood and looked up at him expectantly. He kissed me then, and just like it had done since the very beginning, it electrified my senses. “Tonight is all about you, babe,” he said. And he proceeded to kiss down my body, slowly. And then he engulfed my swollen dick with his mouth. This was a bit of a different side of Kurt, and I wasn’t sure where it was all going. I mean, I was most comfortable in the roll of “bottom cumdump”. I get off on guys just using me selfishly for their pleasure. Being used as a hole is what turns ME on most- the more degrading the better. A guy just using me as a human fleshlight will make my toes curl every time, and if he verbally degrades me during I’ll most likely cum no handed. So having Kurt be the attentive one was definitely throwing me off a little, but I decided to go with it. After sucking me a good long while, he slowly spun me around, bent me over the bed, and started eating my ass. This was also something he rarely did- as it was typically my job to eat his. But I fucking love being rimmed, and his stubble and stache grating against my hole were lighting me up like a Christmas tree. Pretty soon I was begging for his dick to be inside me. I got pretty insistent about it, which earned a huff of a laugh into my twitching butthole. “Ok, buckaroo, I can see what you need,” he smiled as I crawled to the middle of the bed. I smelled the rose before flinging it to a nightstand. “Woses… how owdinawy,” I said, doing my best Madeline Kahn. He genuinely laughed at this and favored me with one of his megawatt smiles. “You are so fucking corny- I love you.” “I know,” I said with a smirk. “It WAS a red rose after all.” “Yes. Red. For Love… and blood,” he growled, his eyes hooded and gleaming. “I need your dick in my mouth. Now,” I commanded. I figured if this was all about me tonight, I was gonna be a bossy bottom. “As you wish,” he quipped, as he maneuvered himself to present his massive tool for my enjoyment. Kurt’s cock really was just about the biggest I’d ever seen. I may have sucked a couple bigger ones in my day (some longer, some thicker) but his was definitely at the farthest end of the bell curve. It was like a true 9, and also very girthy. Straight and hard, with a darker, ruddy flared head on it. The shaft was almost the same thickness for the entire length- like a thicker can of red bull. But there was a magic spot about an inch and a half down from the head, where the shaft bulged ever so slightly thicker. This is what made his cock special. The way that thicker portion tugged out on my hole when fucking me, or feeling it just push past my second ring… fuck. It was absolute heaven in flesh form. I worshipped his meat with my mouth as best I could. I’ll fully admit, I’m a terrible cock sucker. I do it, but mainly just to get the cock wet for my ass. I have a terrible gag reflex and my jaw and neck always get tired doing it. But feeling his cockhead lodging in my throat definitely got my engine revving. Taking additional advantage of the “it’s all about me” night, I decided that I was going to ride his cock for something new. I know, right? Sex for two months, and I hadn’t ridden his cock yet? Outlandish! But yeah, we never had. I’m a big fan of doggy and/or sling fucks (again—I like being used) and Kurt was only too happy to oblige me in this regard as he was definitely an alpha top ass-user. I mean, I’d been on my back on the bed a bit, and on my side and stomach. But it was all where Kurt was in control of it all. I pulled my mouth off his cock, grabbed the lube, and started slathering his cock (and my hole) while he lay there, his hands still behind his head. He made a move to get up and I shook my head and pushed him back down gently. He looked at me quizzically, but quickly cottoned on when I started moving up to straddle him. “Well, this is… different,” he said, a bit unsure. “All about me, remember big guy?” I said as I positioned his head at my hole. I took a big hit of poppers and got ready. “As you… OH!” he said, as I slammed myself all the way down on his dick. It hurt. My god it hurt like hell to do it like that! And his head was wedged up against my second ring which was DEFINITELY not open yet. But I wanted it to hurt. I also wanted to show him I could take him and take my pleasure from him. I paused with him in me, my eyes squeezed shut in a grimace, sweat beading on my forehead. “Jesus, bud, you ok?” He said with some genuine concern. “This is our anniversary, so we better make this count.” I gritted out. I hit the spray poppers next, and slowly started to fuck myself on his prong. By about the third stroke, I was able to pop him into my second ring, and I left it there for a minute as I milked him with my hole. He growled in appreciation as I knew he would, and I bent down to kiss him. I loved kissing him as I was fully impaled on him! We fucked like this for awhile. I was getting quite the leg and hip workout riding up and down for that full length. He was assisting me by having his meaty hands at my hips, helping to lift me up and pulling me down. Occasionally he would reach up to flick my nipples, knowing this would send my hole into a milking frenzy on his dick. He could sense I was getting tired though, so eventually he pulled me down to a kiss, and then slowly worked me onto my back. It was time for me to be used, and I started to tell him so. “Sir, I need….” He loved it when I called him Sir. “Shhhhh,” he interrupted me. “I know. Don’t you think I know what you need by now?” He moved the pillow from behind my head and spread my legs a bit. He cupped his hands at my knee pits so he could push my legs down and out. And then he started to drill my hole. Hard. I was in full fuckpig mode at this point, so there was nothing but pleasure for me in his wrecking my cunt. His cock was making the heavens open up when he went deep, and the tug on my hole was tingling all my nerve endings. And all that meat in between was like a Mack truck driving across my prostate. He was going to force my load out no-handed again… it was just a matter of time. I just hope I could hold out as long as him. Eventually he got my knees up on his shoulders so he could really piston into me with his full weight. I cupped my hands around the back of his neck so I could stare at him as he wrung his pleasure from me. “Cum in me, sir. Please. Please, sir,” I begged. “I’m getting so close, bud. Gonna knock up that sweet ass of yours once and for all,” he grunted. “Gonna make you mine. You’re gonna be mine forever after this.” He was really fucking me with everything he had now. I could feel his cock getting that little extra bit harder that he did right before he came. I knew all of his tells now. I waited until I could see the orgasm in his eyes. “Until death do us part,” I whispered. With a loud “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!” he unleashed his toxic seed deep inside me. He made sure to plant his cock all the way to the hilt so I could feel his head pulsing up past my second ring because he knew I liked that the best. When his orgasm subsided, he noticed I hadn’t cum yet. So without me having to ask, he got his hands in my knee pits again, and started fucking me slowly with his still hard cock. He stared at me intently as he did this. Then he started his verbal assault. “You liked that, didn’t you, you fuckin pig? You liked me leaving a fucking cumload deep in that cunt of yours? That filthy fucking pig cunt? You’re just a fuckin hole to me, you know that? I just say all the love crap to keep you hot for my dick. You’re nothing but a fucking cum receptacle. A hole. A cock socket. You exist to get my dick off. And guess what, you stupid fucker? I’m POZ! You just got filled with a dirty fuckin load. I’m grinding that toxic seed into your ass walls. Hope you like getting pozzed up you stupid fucking….” “UGGGGGGGHHHHHH!” I cried, as my first volley of cum spattered my chest and chin. Several more spurts came afterward, as I unloaded my balls everywhere. He kept fucking me slowly to push out every drop. I shook with ecstasy every time his cock pushed deep. He buried himself in me, and then started playing with my nipples. It was almost more than I could bear and my asshole danced like mad on his dick. “Fuck, you’re gonna milk out another one!” he warned. Without pulling out, he worked me onto my hands and knees, and started throwing the dick to me again. Hard and fast. As I had already cum, I was kind of in “exit only” mode, but I also knew I wanted to get him off again. So I hit the poppers hard and let him have me. I do my best bottoming work doggy, and have been known to pull the load out of a guy with my ass skills. So I set to working and milking and gripping my hole on him, all while throwing my ass back to meet his thrusts. It was not long before I was treated to a long, guttural grunt and the quick throb of his cock inside me, signaling that I had just done my job successfully yet again. This time, when he was finished, he pulled out slowly and then smacked his wet dick on my ass. We collapsed in a heap on the bed. As we cuddled later, and as I was starting to drift off, he said, “You know I didn’t really mean that bit about…” “Shhhh,” I interrupted. “Being in love means never having to say you’re sorry for things said to get your cock socket to cum no handed.” “Dork,” he chuckled. * * About a week later when I was basically back to feeling like myself, Kurt suggested that it might be time for me to get to the doctor. “Just to confirm our suspicions, you know. For the sake of science,” he said. “You just want to know if your track record is still intact, you sick fuck,” I said jokingly. “I’ll call and set up something for next week or so.” “Keep me posted,” he hummed happily. I was masking my feelings pretty well around Kurt and I kept up my typical jovial banter, but inwardly I was concerned. Concerned and worried and nervous and scared and a whole lot of other emotions. Ok, so maybe I had technically been ‘bug chasing’ in a matter of speaking, but it wasn’t really about that. It was more about getting Kurt, not about getting sick. He just happened get off on pozzing guys, so that was the tradeoff I decided to make. And it was indeed my decision, one which I fully embraced. I chose to let him breed me that first time, to give him what he wanted. I could have done the day after treatment, but I chose not to. And I also chose—repeatedly—to let him try to convert me through almost daily breeding sessions. But now, after having a week of fever and chills, it suddenly became real. Like REAL real. Like “what have I done” real. Was it worth it? Was Kurt worth it? What would happen next? I found myself worrying about healthcare for the first time in my life. And job security. And HIV stigma. And medication cost. And side effects. And sickness. I knew I needed to find out early in order to get started on a pill regimen if I was positive, but I didn’t want to take that first step yet. But the ‘what happens next’ question also applied to other aspects of my life moving forward. And would I be moving forward with Kurt. Was there even an ‘us’? I know Kurt said he wanted to convert me so that we could be together forever, but I couldn’t help but wonder if he was really serious about that. And all this is what paralyzed me and kept me from setting up a doctor’s appointment. These thoughts were consuming my brain every minute of the day and causing me to spiral down the rabbit hole of unknowns. I was unfocused at work and I wasn’t sleeping well. And I was really starting to get depressed. At home, I was becoming quiet and lethargic. I was even starting to beg off going to the gym with Kurt (which I normally enjoyed). I mean, who wouldn’t want to go watch their boyfriend in tight gym clothes, lifting weights, getting all sweaty and making other boys drool? Anyway, I managed to keep Kurt at bay for an additional two weeks or so, with flimsy excuses as to why I hadn’t gone to the doctor yet. I was tired. I had to work. The holidays had me down. There weren’t any appointments before Thanksgiving. Let’s wait till December between the holidays. Finally, Kurt started losing his patience with me. “Dude, you need to get tested,” he grumbled. “Don’t make me withhold sex from you.” “HA! As if you could say no to all this,” I laughed, while gesturing to myself. I was desperately trying to deflect where this conversation was headed. “C’mon. We need to know. YOU need to know. You aren’t scared about it or anything, are you?” he goaded. “No, I’m not scared,” I lied. “Then why haven’t gone in? It’s seriously like 10 minutes and done. Easy peasy.” “There just hasn’t been a good time for me,” I said weakly. Kurt gave me ‘the look’ over the tops of his gold frame 70’s aviator frame glasses that made him look like a porn star. “Do it. Before this weekend.” “Oh Yes SIR,” I saluted. As much as he liked me calling him Sir, he did NOT like it when I used it sarcastically. This earned me an exasperated sigh and a ‘time out’ until dinner. And as you can probably guess, the end of the week rolled around and I still hadn’t gotten tested. Kurt had actually been good and not brought up the subject since our little spat earlier in the week. He also let me mope about without peppering me with more questions. I figured he was finally giving me space, which was nice of him. And he definitely had NOT withheld on the sex, thank God, although the volume was way down, which added to my fears, as Kurt basically needed sex daily. Still, I’d been pretty quiet and introspective all week and it didn’t go unnoticed. When I got home on Friday, I found him waiting for me expectantly. “Get changed, Eyore. I’m taking you out on a date,” he said. Perhaps this is what I needed to help get my mind off things. So, I did as I was instructed and got ready. As I was choosing what to wear I called out, “Where are we going?” “Nowhere fancy, just the usual. But wear the 501’s. I wanna show off my boyfriend’s hot ass.” Oh yes sir, I thought and smiled for the first time all week. We hopped in his car, and he reached over and held my hand as we drove. We listened to music and I just let him drive and was happy. But then I noticed we were not exactly going to our typical restaurant areas. “Babe, where exactly are we going?” I said, as I started to get alarmed. “Um… ok. Don’t be mad,” he started. “Hearing the words ‘don’t be mad’ is basically a surefire way to make me mad. What did you do?” I clapped back. “I made us an appointment at my doctor,” he came clean. Suddenly I felt like a dog that had been promised a car ride only to discover it was a trip to the Vet. “Jesus, you’re unbelievable!” I spat. “I just KNEW you wouldn’t do it yourself, so I’m making it happen. We’re doing this and getting it over with. My doctor is very cool and supportive and it’ll be painless. And I’m going with you to be there for you, no matter what,” he stated loudly and with finality. I sulked in the seat next to him with my arms crossed and refused to look at him. I know I was being a petulant child about it all, but I don’t think I can accurately describe just how much my stomach was in knots at that moment. My guts basically turned to liquid and I nearly started hyperventilating as it felt like we were speeding along to my execution. We rolled up to his doctor’s office, where we were obviously the last appointment of the day as the lot was basically empty. The doctor greeted us the moment we were in the door. “Hey, I was almost beginning to give up on you guys,” he said congenially as he hugged Kurt. “Hi, I’m Doctor Stone, but you can call me Doc. Most everyone does.” He shook my hand. Kurt had a very good relationship with his doctor all things considered, which is how he wangled this appointment even without me being a patient. At least not yet. Doctor Stone was gay and about 60, and admittedly a stone-cold fox. He had silver hair and a full beard, and was definitely rocking a great body beneath a very snug smock. Kurt told me that he frequently participated in triathelons and he had even been a Mr. Leather a couple years prior. The good doctor even took 3rd overall at IML—which I could totally see after meeting him in person. And while I don’t think the doc knew ALL of Kurt’s… proclivities… he definitely appeared to have his finger on the pulse of the gay community, specifically the leather/kink community. Having a hot, built, gay, leatherdaddy doctor though was not necessarily going to make this any easier for me. If anything, I was now also feeling shame and embarrassment on top of my fears. “Where’s your staff?” I asked. “Oh, they’ve left for the day. For what you’re here for, I can do all the work—if that’s ok,” he said earnestly. I nodded. “Kurt, why don’t you wait here for us, and I’ll just take him on back. We’ll get you when we’re done,” the Doc said. So Kurt sat down in the waiting room, and started playing on his phone. I followed the Doc back, butterflies jackhammering in my guts. We got back to the exam room and he sat me down. He sat down too, smiled warmly, and he took my hand. “I want you to know that no matter what the results, it’s going to be ok. YOU are going to be ok. You know that, right?” he patted my hand comfortingly. “This is just knowledge, and knowledge is power.” I nodded and swallowed thickly. “So, do you know if you’ve been exposed to HIV?” he asked, even though I was pretty sure he knew the answer. “Yes,” I answered quietly. “I mean, yes I know I’ve been exposed.” He nodded. “And, do you think you might be HIV positive?” he enquired. “Yes,” I answered again. “Why do you think that?” “Well, Doc. I got pretty sick with kind of a flu-like illness about a month ago. And I’d been, um, having lots of unprotected sex before that.” And while I was deliberately obtuse about exactly with whom I’d been having the sex, I was pretty sure the good Doctor knew. The Doc nodded. “Ok then. I’m going to do two tests—one is the quick oral swab test. The other will be the blood antibody test. I’ll go ahead and draw the blood, as I can get that test going as the confirmatory sample.” And then the Doc set about to work. He swabbed my mouth and found a good vein and drew some blood. When he was done, he stood up. “Now I’m going to process these—it won’t take long. Just wait here. And remember what I said. Everything is going to be ok, kiddo.” And with a wink and a warm smile, he left me to wait. * * After what felt like an eternity, the Doctor came back in. I tried to read his face, but couldn’t. My guess is that he’d learned to school his expression after doing hundreds of these tests. He sat down across from me again. I almost couldn’t breathe. “Your oral test came back positive for HIV,” he stated. “Oof, way to pull that bandaid right off, Doc,” I said, a warm dizziness rushing over me. “The second test will confirm it shortly, but I wanted to start preparing you for the outcome. How are you feeling at this moment?” He asked with care in his eyes. “I… don’t know? A little shocked and sad maybe? Although if I’m being honest, I’m not surprised given my recent behavior. I think deep down I knew that was always going to be the outcome. But I don’t think I’m fully grasping the reality of it all yet. But I mean, I’m not gonna burst into tears or off myself anything, if that’s what you were getting at.” The Doctor smiled good-naturedly. “That was a good answer. I know it’s a lot to take in, even if you had a sneaky feeling you might be HIV positive. And even if you may have… deliberately… been acting in a manner contrary to being safe. It’s always a bit of a shock to hear the words spoken aloud. I mean, I still remember when I got my diagnosis 20 years ago.” “Wait. You’re poz?” I asked, somewhat startled. “I am. It’s very well managed, as it has been for two decades. I’m undetectable and very healthy. Just as you can be once on meds. Like I said, kiddo, you will be just fine regardless.” “It seems weird that a gay Doctor of your… generation… who treats gay men is HIV positive, given all your expertise and training and the AIDS crisis and stuff,” I said. He looked at me deeply. “I may be a Doctor, but I’m human too. I think people tend to forget that last part. And I’m a gay human, with very strong sexual urges and questionable decision-making skills in certain scenarios. Much like you, I’d wager. Honestly though, I choose to view myself as lucky. I’m healthy, and I feel that being positive gives me a better understanding of what it all means, so that I can treat my patients with empathy a greater level of care. I can also draw on my own sexual history in order to be non-judgmental. My goal is to be there for my patients. To listen and be a good medical provider. So, a guy can tell me he’s a barebacking cumslut who gets off on taking dirty loads, and it doesn’t phase me one bit.” He was looking at me intently as he said this last bit. I blushed strongly at his words. “Well, as you may have guessed I’m not exactly an angel…” I said. “Been there, done that, got charged and have the receipts,” he chuckled. And instantly I was more at ease and the knot in my guts started to relax a bit. “I’m going to go check your other test and I’ll be right back.” And he was off again. The Doc came back a few minutes later and it was confirmed. I was now officially HIV+. It still didn’t quite feel real to me, and my head was swimming a bit, but I also felt lighter than I had in months. Like a weight had been lifted. The doc and I chatted a bit more and he offered me his services as a primary physician. I told him I’d like that very much. He told me to call soon to set up an appointment when I was ready where we could discuss treatment options. The good Doctor walked me back out front. As soon as we stepped into the waiting room, Kent was on his feet, looking at me expectantly. I decided to be a bit mean. “Down boy, it was a false alarm,” I said with a smile. The look on Kurt’s face was priceless. He tried to smile and not show his bitter disappointment, and he failed miserably at both. I knew I was going to let him off the hook eventually, but not just yet. And not here in front of his doctor. “Thanks, Doc for taking this extra time out of a Friday for me,” I said genuinely. “Any time,” he said. “Now you two have a fun evening. Oh, need any condoms? They’re free.” He grabbed a basket off the reception desk and waived them at us. I took one to be nice, and the Doc winked at me conspiratorially. “And Kurt- it’s about time you visited for a checkup, don’t you think?” Kurt promised to visit in the next few weeks. They hugged goodbye, and the doc whispered something to him. Kurt nodded sheepishly. Then he grabbed my hand as we headed out. * * After the Doctor’s visit, he took me to my favorite place- Tres Gattos. A little dive Mexican cantina off the beaten path that had killer margs, damn good queso and burritos the size of your head. We sat in the booth and ordered our usual, and I found Kurt to be a bit quieter than normal. “What’s up, Buttercup?” I asked, wanting to watch him squirm a bit longer. “Oh, nothing,” he said sullenly. “Dude, cut the crap. You’re upset about something. What is it? You upset I’m still neg?” “Um, Yeah, actually. And I feel bad for feeling upset about it, ok? I should be glad you’re still ok. But damnit, I was SO sure you were gonna be! I was positive we had an anniversary to celebrate, pun intended. I… I even had a gift ready for you,” he said, eyes downcast. “You’ve been ‘gifting’ me for awhile now, stud,” I quipped. I thought for sure he’d chuckle at my “gift” joke. Instead he just sighed and looked at me like a sad puppy. “Can I ask what the gift is?” I said hopefully. Quietly he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. A fucking RING box. And if THAT didn’t just make me feel like the prize asshole of the century. “Duuuuuude,” I exhaled. “Whutdafuk is that?” “Go ahead… open it,” he said glumly. I opened it slowly, and my heart kind of stuttered a bit. Inside was a Claddagh ring. Gold. I just sat there with the open box in my hand, starting at it. “There’s an inscription, too,” he said. I picked it up, and inside the band it said: Forever mine, 11/5/18. Our anniversary date. The supposed date of my conversion. I put the ring back in the box, closed it, and set it on the table. Jesus he was going to be mad. “Ok, so don’t be mad…” I started. His eyes snapped up to mine. “When you say “don’t be mad” that’s a surefire way to make me mad,” he said dangerously. “Um… so, back at the Doc’s office? I may have, um… fibbed… a little? About my diagnosis? Kind of?” He stared at me blankly, his jaw slack. “Because I am. Um. Positive.” “You’re positive,” he said flatly. “Yes. I’m quite positive that I’m… positive. So… surprise?” I said through a toothy, tight smile. He looked at me for probably a good 10 seconds before “Why the fuck would you DO that?” Yeah, he was kinda pissed. “Oh, I don’t know,” I whispered hotly. “Maybe because my boyfriend hijacked me to a doctor’s appointment after promising a date night?” “Dude! I cannot even. Just… dude.” He said shaking his head. “I thought you’d be happier to hear that we’re pregnant,” I said with a sigh. Kurt just gave me his ‘over-the-glasses’ look again, appraising me quietly. (He was wearing his glasses more now, because he knew how the gold frames highlighted his honey-amber eyes, and how much the 70’s porn stud look turned me on). Even pissed at me, he was so goddamn sexy. He was not going to make this easy. “Here. Let’s do this again,” I said as I slid the ring back across the table. “It’s really very nice and very sweet. I promise to act surprised when you give it to me. Here, take it.” He snatched up the ring box and stashed it in his pocket again. “Nope. I don’t think I want to give it to you now,” he said with a sniff. “I better get that ring. Don’t make me withhold sex from you.” “HA! As if you could say no to all this,” he said pointing to his crotch. A small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “You know I hate it when you quote me back to me,” I grumbled, crossing my arms. “Oh I know,” he said smugly as he popped a chip in his mouth. We locked eyes over the table, and I could tell that he wasn’t pissed at me anymore. He was now just toying with me, because he could. And because he knew that I secretly liked verbal sparring very much. His eyes were dark and glittery again, and I could read his mind like it was a large print book. “Guess I’m just gonna have to make it up to you somehow,” I said with as much wicked innuendo as I could muster. I downed my margarita in about 3 gulps and then very slowly licked the salt off the rim. His eyes were glued to my tongue the entire time. Then I stood up and announced that I needed to go to the bathroom. As I got out of the booth, I made a show of dropping my wallet accidentally, and bent over slowly to retrieve it. I could almost feel the heat of his gaze boring a hole through my 501’s. Because I know Kurt and what date night can mean, I prepped my ass as part of getting dressed for our date. I also brought a small bottle of lube, because you just never know when or where we may go at it hammer and tongs. Which made our sex life all the more exciting. The men’s room at Tres Gattos was just about what you’d expect. Terra cotta tile floor, cheap Mexican tile on the walls. It was a two-holer, a urinal and a toilet, both just open, and a small counter with a sink. It was definitely not the cleanest bathroom, and there was always a stale beer piss smell in the air. And naturally there was also a lock on the door. We had made use of this lock before. I had my pants dropped to my ankles while I stood at the urinal, my ass lubed for him. I actually did have to piss, so I was just finishing that as he came in. I didn’t flush. I just stood and waited as he locked the door. “I told Jorge we’d be back to the table in a few and to keep our food warm for us,” Kurt whispered as he came up behind. Jorge was our favorite cute, gay waiter with whom we loved to flirt. I think Jorge had a little thing for me, which made Kurt a wee bit jealous. Which I loved. Jorge also knew what was up, so he took good care of us. And we tipped generously. “Now about that ring,” I said as I lubed up Kurt’s dick. Kurt really gets off on public sex, of course. Hell, the first time I met him he was knocking up a guy in a bathroom at our local gay bar! When we’re at home, he takes his sweet time in cumming. He can almost go indefinitely, but he’s good about sensing when I am almost about out of patience for the load. Now, the nice thing for me with the public sex is that Kurt cums fairly easily. He knows we have to be expeditious with it, so it’s all about the hot, dirty, pump n dump scene. I figured I could get a quick load from him this time, especially with the ace up my sleeve. I arched my back and leaned my chest forward to the urinal. I could smell the rank piss which admittedly was turning me on as his huge cockhead pushed into me. I worked my ass on him as we worked him in past the thick part. He grabbed my hips and started in with quick, shallow thrusts. It was all I could do to relax without my usual poppers, but the scene was turning me on too. I definitely liked knowing I could flash my ass and get him to breed me anytime, anywhere. I started to work my hole on his cock, and he snarled appreciatively. Mindful of Jorge and our food, I decided to play my ace. “I guess you did it after all,” I said. “Did what?” he grunted. “You finally knocked me up. Those poz swimmers of yours finally took. Yeah, fuck my newly poz cunt, sir. YOU did that. It’s yours. You put your stamp in it, and now I’m toxic too! That dirty fucking DNA is in me forever now. Yeah, sir! Add to my viral load! Do it! Give this cumdump another fithy fuckload!” “Ugggghhhh!” he grunted quietly as his dick started throbbing inside me. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” he whispered, his forehead resting against me as he parked his dick and emptied himself. Now, one of the best things about the pump n dump stand up sex with Kurt is that he’s NOT all the way up in my colon when he cums. Don’t get me wrong, I LIVE for that. But I also like this. Here he’s only about halfway in with his dick, so I really feel the spurts of his load. I also tend to feel really greasy-wet and full afterward. It’s hot as hell. It’s also a crapshoot (pun intended) to see if I can keep it all in me, or if it starts to leak out. Once he was spent, he pulled out and a bit of his load leaked out and started to run down the back of my thigh. I scooped it up, and fingered it back into my hole. He grabbed a wet paper towel and tossed it to me, and then he grabbed another and cleaned himself off. We then made ourselves presentable, washed up, and headed back to the table where Jorge had left us two fresh margaritas. I sat in the booth with a satiated smile on my face. I kept staring at Kurt, and he kept staring right back at me, half smiling. “I don’t know if that quite makes up for things,” he said, “but here. For you.” He pulled out the ring box again and slid it across the table. “For ME? Well I DECLARE!” I drawled while blinking rapidly and fanning myself. He laughed and groaned simultaneously. “Oh Jesus, just try the stupid thing on already.” I took it out of the box, smiled, and handed it to him. “If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it,” I sang quietly, as I flourished my hand. He slid it on my right ring finger- the heart facing me, not outward, to show that my heart was taken. And it fit perfectly, and I stared at it appreciatively. “Where’s yours?” I asked. “One cannot buy a claddagh ring for oneself, it’s bad luck,” he said dismissively as if everyone knew this. “So I guess you’ll be expecting a blowjob later,” I grimaced. “Blowies for jewelry is an age old understanding between men and their bitches,” he smiled. “Careful there,” I cautioned. And he flashed me his big, dimpled smile, knowing I would swoon. It completely worked, the bastard. Jorge came back then with our food then. He smiled knowingly and asked if we had washed up and if he needed to perhaps tidy up the men’s room? We assured him that we left it just fine. He joked that perhaps he should put a camera in there, just to make sure the customers were being safe. “Oh, we’re never safe,” we told him in unison. I then mentioned that I was ‘embarazada’ now, and how he blushed at that! But I also saw a distinct, hefty tenting in his black trousers, as he left us to our meals. “If you keep being mean to me, I can always give Jorge my ass,” I suggested. Kurt growled. “Not if he knows what’s good for him. There’s a ring on that shit. It’s MINE now.” I laughed and we finished our meals and hand another margarita apiece. Jorge was lovely and I enjoyed making him blush a couple more times. We made sure to leave an even larger tip than usual before heading home. * * Later that night in bed, I played with the ring on my finger and my mind was whirring a million miles an hour. I was too keyed up to sleep. Kurt was spooning me (I was almost always little spoon) and I guess he picked up on my restlessness. He shifted and rested his head right up at my neck. “What’s going on, bud?” he asked quietly. “Nothing. Just can’t sleep. Probably the burrito baby kicking,” I lied. I just didn’t think I was ready to unload all my crazy thoughts onto him. “Mmm-hmmm,” he said and he squeezed me a bit tighter. He let me stew and simmer a bit longer before he spoke again. “We haven’t talked about it yet. You testing positive, I mean. I guess we cleverly distracted ourselves with sex when we got home. But I know it has to be weighing heavily on you. It’s weighing on me too. So… talk to me, Goose. What’s going on in that delightfully chaotic brain of yours.” I lay quietly as I tried to decide what I wanted to say that wouldn’t freak him out. I eventually decided to downplay it a bit. “I’m just… processing it all. You know? Wondering what happens next. Where my life goes from here. What it all means. Just tiny, insignificant shit like that.” “Baby, your life isn’t going to change that much- trust me. You are going to be fine. And I’m going to be right here with you through thick and thin,” He said confidently. “Will you, though?” I pondered aloud. Which as soon as it left my mouth I knew to be a mistake. “What do you mean by that?” Kurt asked, a slight edge in his voice. I scooched away from him and took a deep breath before speaking into the darkness. “Are you happy? Happy that I’m positive and that you are the one infected me?” I asked in a soft voice. He was quiet for a minute before answering. “Maybe… yes? Kind of? But I’m sad, too. Or melancholy about it. And scared, too a bit. It’s a whole mixture of things. I’m sure the Germans have some sort of compound word for it.” “What happens now that you knocked me up?” I said. “What do you mean “what happens now”? “I mean, what happens to me? To us?” “We live happily ever after?” he suggested. “I’m serious, Kurt,” I said, moving myself to the edge of the bed in self-imposed isolation. “I dunno. I’m not sure I understand what you’re asking me.” Oh god. There was a leak in the dyke and everything was starting to pour out of me, unchecked. “Like, because the chase is done, what happens to me now? What’s to become of me? I mean, what’s the point of fucking me anymore because I already caught the bug, right? Am I some sort of “pig”malion that you dump back in the gutter so you can find another negative conquest to dickmatize and infect?” “Whoa whoa whoa! DickmaWHAT? Where’s this coming from?” he said alarmed. I was still turned away from him in the dark and my agitation level had risen dramatically now. I spoke the fears in my heart into the darkness. “Kurt, I don’t know what you can possibly see in me now. The one thing I had to offer you, my negative virginity, is gone. Kaput. So what’s my value to you? Certainly it’s not my hole, as you can find one of those anywhere. And I’m just a stupid boy with a stupid crush who was stupid enough to let you infect me and now I’m going to be dumped and nobody will date me because I’m tainted goods so I’ll be doomed to spend the rest of my life alone and I’ll die one of those big city deaths where nobody knows I’m gone until the stench drifts into the hallway.” I was almost hyperventilating now. “You regret becoming HIV positive?” he asked point blank. I didn’t answer. I didn’t know exactly how to answer him yet. “Oh my god. Do you resent me?” he asked in a panic. “What? I don’t…” I sort of fumbled. “You just told me you were stupid for letting me infect you. Do. You. Resent. Me?” he stated, very pointedly. Again I didn’t answer immediately. “Oh jesus. You do. So it’s just a matter of time, then. The resentment will fester and then you’ll leave me. Maybe not like Bo did, but you will. Jesus. I’ve ruined another life and another chance. How fucked up is this?” he laughed bitterly as he rolled away from me. And now it was my turn to panic more. Kurt was starting to shut down, which was not good. “Kurt… it isn’t… Ugh. This is why I didn’t want to get tested. Or talk about all this because my brain isn’t ready for this yet.” “Whatever,” he sighed. “Message received. Loud and clear.” “Whoa. Now you hold the fuck up for one minute. I just went through a life-altering diagnosis today, so I think I’ve earned a little leeway here,” I said, getting snippy. “I’m sorry if I haven’t processed everything into coherent, easily digestible soundbites for your consumption.” Kurt didn’t say anything. “Ok, since my brain is on the fritz at the moment, I’m just gonna go full open kimono on you,” I said. “Open kimono? Really?” I could hear a tinge of amusement in his voice. “It means…” I started. “I know what it means, slugger. It was just… odd… to hear boardroom speak in the middle of our heart to heart.” “It still applies. Kind of. So. I’m just going to go ahead and do something I never do. Which is lay bear my heart. Regardless of the outcome. And you’re going to let me, because I deserve it.” Kurt was still rolled away from me and he didn’t say anything. But I could tell he was waiting intently. “Kurt? I’m kind of a mess at the moment. I’m a jumble of emotions, but fear is the dominating one right now. And it isn’t fear about HIV so much… it’s more fear of losing you.” “Baby! I told…” he started as he rolled over to face me. “Shhhhhh,” I admonished. “I’m nowhere near done yet.” He scooched closer until our knees touched under the covers. “Do I regret getting HIV? Yeah, kinda, if I’m being honest. But only because it complicates shit. Life would be probably a whole lot easier if we were both neg and on prep and free to be our slutty fucking piggy selves. But that isn’t our story. So the poz thing was the price I had to pay in order to keep you. So I paid it. And no, I don’t resent you for it.” “I really like you, Kurt. And I… I love you. Like Head over heels love. Hopelessly and helplessly. And I really like what we’re… doing. I totally like being your… hole. And I’m pretty sure you like me being that for you. But part of my fear is that this is all I really am to you.” “Baby, that’s not…” he started to protest. I cut him off by putting my hand on his mouth briefly. “Kurt… To me, you’re… everything. You are all and you are more. You’ve become so important in my life so quickly that it scares the everloving fuck out of me. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Ever. I look at you and you’re so beautiful that it hurts. Literally physically hurts. My chest gets tight and I can’t breathe sometimes. You’re like this hotter, builter, sexier mustachioed version of Henry Cavil and I can’t even. Seeing your body- in or out of clothes- gives me butterflies. When I see your dimples, my knees get weak. Your touch is like an electric shock on my skin. Your gaze makes me shiver. And when you blast me with your full smile? I can’t hold a single coherent thought in my head.” “So, you like me for my body and my mustache,” he sighed. “Not done talking,” I chastised. “And yes. Physically you crank me to 11. But it goes way beyond your physical charms. You make me laugh. You make me want to make YOU laugh. I want to talk with you and explore with you. I love just sitting with you quietly. You make me feel taken care of. I’m comfortable around you and I finally feel like my true self. My darker self. And when you hold me, I feel safe. As I think about all this and it feels like a crazy dream.” He reached out and grabbed my hands under the covers and held them. “And I’m terrified,” I whispered, “that one day you’ll wake up and just decide I’m not worth it and ditch me to find a better hole. Or worse, grow tired of me and start treating me with utter indifference. Seeing you look at me again like I’m worthless… like you did in the bar that one night… would absolutely destroy me, Kurt. And I’m so fucking scared that it’s coming.” “I can handle the poz thing. I can handle the being alone thing. And I can even handle you throwing me away- I think. As long as I don’t get even more invested than I am right now. Because the longer this goes… the longer we go… the easier it will be for you to crush me. So, if you think that this is the way it’s going, can you please tell me now, so I can maybe salvage something of myself?” Kurt was quiet. Quiet for a long time. And the longer the silence went, the more scared I got. Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Kurt? Can you say something? Please?” “Oh, are you through open-kimonoing now? Is it my turn?” he said, softly sarcastic. “Yes. I’m done. For now. I think. Maybe not.” I babbled. “First of all let me just say… “ he drew a big breath, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I pushed you to get tested. I’m sorry I didn’t think about the impact to you and what you might be feeling. I’m sorry I wasn’t more understanding. I should have been much more empathetic and listened to you had I taken the time to remember what it was like for me.” “Oh, It’s…” I started to say before he cut me off. “Hush now. It’s my turn,” He said with a smile in his voice. “You said that you worried that you were just a hole to me. Nothing could be further from the truth. I am endlessly captivated by you and am hopelessly in love with you. I love that you’re this sexy dork, with a quick wit and deep intelligence that keeps me on my toes. I love your brain! And I love that you are kind and thoughtful. I love the way you look at me, it turns my insides molten.” “So I’m a dork that stares at you like a goober,” I sighed, trying not to smile. “Not done talking yet,” he mimicked sarcastically. “Yes. You are a dork. MY dork. But you know what the best part about you is? It’s that you have absolutely NO clue how hot you are. None! You are completely oblivious, and it’s endearing and frustrating and it makes me want to shake you sometimes. But damned if it doesn’t also make you even that much hotter.” “I am SO not…” I started again and Kurt actually growled at me. “Got it. Shutting up now.” I swallowed. “You ARE hot. AND oblivious. God, I love going to the gym with you because so many guys check you out, it’s ridiculous. And you have no idea it’s happening. You’re like this tight body, otter version of Julian Edelman, with an ass that just sits up and begs. You know, I’ve actually had guys walk up to me and ask me about you and what our deal is. A couple guys have even given me their number for me to give to you, as they weren’t sure how to approach you. Hell, I don’t get half the attention that you do and it’s starting to bruise my ego a bit. And the 501’s? Your ass can stop traffic in the 501’s.” I was blushing now, the heat filling my cheeks. “I like spending time with you too. I like watching movies with you and our date nights. And yes, I like the sex. and that you are my insatiable honey hole. I trust that much is obvious! But like you, I’m worried about the sex part, too. I’m worried that all I am to you is a big cock and a high sex drive. What happens when my body starts to go or my libido wanes and I can’t give you what you so obviously crave? What then?” It was my turn to grab his hands and hold them. “What terrifies ME is you growing to resent me or getting disappointed by me and deciding to leave. And I firmly believe there is a higher probability of this than me leaving you. I think that was why I was so desperate to convert you. So that we would be linked and have this bond we share. And also so that it might bind you closer to me… so that you won’t leave me.” “Once upon a time I thought this would be the case with Bo, but looking back, I realize that Bo never would have left me, even if we were serodiscordant. He was always far too dependent on me, which I believe left him vulnerable and weaker in the end. But you? You’re stronger than Bo—stronger than me for that matter. You don’t need me. I know you could leave any time and be just fine on your own, and then where’ll I be, huh?” We were both quiet for a long time, laying curled up facing each other in the dark. Eventually, I scooched closer until my forehead was against his and my nose touched his nose. I rubbed our noses together casually. “Kurt, I know we both just unloaded a lot of crap. But this is good. And you were right. We did need to talk about all this. And I think we will be having some more conversations in the coming days. But for right now… can I… can I kiss you?” I asked hopefully. “Being in love means never having to ask if you can kiss me,” he said huskily. “You know I hate it when you quote me back to me, asshole,” I said lovingly. “Oh I know,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice. And then I kissed him. Oh how I kissed him! Naturally a kiss with us is rarely just a kiss. This one escalated quickly, and soon we were very hot and heavy again. He had me on my back and was full on making out with me, grinding his hardness into me. Being under his mass and feeling the heat of him had me cranked up in no time flat. After a few more minutes, we finally broke apart. “Alexa, turn lights to 20%,” he barked. And the lights in the bedroom came on low. “Why you turning on the lights?” I asked. “Because I want you to see my face and how serious I am,” he replied. He threw the covers off us, then he used his knees to force my legs apart. He kept peppering me with kisses and licks while he did this. Pretty soon my legs were spread, and I was open and vulnerable in front of him. “You think you’re just a hole for me? Do you?” he growled as he sucked my neck a little. “You think that’s all you are?” His hard cock nudged against my asshole. I may have whimpered a little. He looked at me. “Buddy, you are so much more than that. SO much more.” Then he grabbed the lube and slathered his cock and my hole with it. His head ever-so-slowly sliding into me until he was in me to the hilt. “Jesus Kurt,” I hissed. “Fuck me! Now!” “No,” he said flatly. “I’m not going to fuck you.” “Um… whaaaa?” I stammered. “Oh please, sir! Pretty please? You’re inside me, that’s basically the beginning part of fucking! And after everything we just said….” “Shhhh. I just need to be as close to you as I can get for this. Burying myself inside you and having you wrapped around me is important right now,” he said as he brought his face an inch from mine. “I’m going to make a vow. Right now. And you know I’m serious because intercourse is basically my religion and I’m inside my Bible right now, ok,?” I nodded that I understood. He stared into my soul, his amber eyes glowing in the soft light. “I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Period. You are stuck with me, bud, for better and for worse. I promise to keep my body fit for you, and my dick hard for you. I promise to always check with you before changing my facial hair, because I want you to be happy when you look at me. I promise to take care of you, and to listen more, and to make you laugh at least once a day, and to give you epic makeup sex when we do have a fight. And I promise not to ever go to bed mad. And I promise to do better about talking about shit so that we know where we’re coming from. And I promise not to blast you into space until such time as I grow weary of you…” “Jesus fucking Christ!” I laughed. “You just quoted Flash Gordon to me in your love declaration? And you call ME a dork?” He smiled one of his blinding smiles and every shadow of doubt was blazed away. “I should have said all of that when I gave you the ring tonight. Better late than never, I suppose,” he shrugged and I kissed him tenderly. “I don’t have a ring to give you, unless you count the one that’s around your dick right now,” I lamented with a squeeze of my hole. That made his eyes flutter and earned a sharp inhalation from him. “But what I can give you, Kurt, is my vow: I promise you that I don’t resent you. Not for a minute. I promise you that I love you. Truly, deeply, madly. I promise that you’re stuck with me, too, through thick and thin. At least until my inane babbling annoys you to the point that you can’t stand me anymore. I promise to continue being a dork, and to bike and squat so much that the 501’s can’t contain the magnitude of my ass. I promise to pull you up short and put you through hell and give you support. I promise to only sing Sondheim to on special occasions. I promise to swoon every time you smile at me like you are right now. And I promise that I’ll only ever have eyes for you.” “You through?” he asked with a smile. “Oh, and I promise to be your beck and call boy.” He groaned and laughed. “Ok, Pretty Woman.” “I heard somewhere that you liked the dorky, nerdy type,” I shrugged. “And I heard you like the muscular, Colt model type,” he countered. “Well, actually I’m more a sexy, silver, leatherdaddy rich doctor type—think you can set me up?” I asked innocently. “You’d be disappointed. He’s mostly a bottom,” he said with a wink. We kissed some more this exchange, his hard cock still buried deep inside me. Feeling the fullness that was him inside me was naturally getting me riled up, so I sneakily started to shift my ass around under the guise of getting of comfortable. I also started to slowly clench and release my hole on him. I was nothing if not subtle. I looked up at Kurt beseeching him with my eyes, as I quivered my pucker on him. “That’ll do, pig,” he chuckled. “I told you I’m not fucking you. But… I will share a little secret with you if you promise to stay still for a moment,” he said cryptically. So I waited. Quietly. Kurt adjusted so that he was all the way in me again. He held me closely, hovering over me, face still an inch from mine. I could feel his breath. His amber eyes searching my face, boring into me. I was just about to say something when suddenly his eyes squeezed shut and he exhaled with a tiny grunt, and I felt it. His cock throbbing inside of me. He was emptying himself into me without ever having moved a muscle. He shuddered briefly as his orgasm subsided and his cock started softening inside me. “Dude. Whoa. You just… came… like… spontaneously? I asked quizzically. “Yeah. That’s my secret. I can control my ejaculations with my mind. I learned a long time ago that for me it was more about the mental side than the physical stimulation side. I actually learned at boyscout camp of all places! I would hear my scout master jacking off, and because I didn’t want to get caught I pretended to be asleep and just thought myself to orgasm. I’ve been able to do it ever since. Now don’t get me wrong, I LOVE the physical side of things. Fucking feels fucking great! But tipping myself to orgasm? That has always been more of a mental exercise for me. Hence the scenes, and places, and dirty talk, and other visual stimuli. And sometimes—given the right circumstances—I can cum like I just did.” “Gives a whole new meaning to ‘be prepared’,” I chuckled. “And you. YOU were a Boy Scout?” “EAGLE Scout. Yes.” He said smugly. “And did you ever, um… do stuff with Scout Master-bater?” “What do hoping to hear?” he laughed. “Something like how my Eagle Scout project was building raised garden boxes and starting an urban vegetable garden for an inner city neighborhood. And how I was fucking my Scout Master, who just so happened to also be my boyfriend’s father, bent over a sawhorse in the wood shop one night when and his wife and my boyfriend walked in on us right as I was cumming in him or something?” “Oh fuck. Is this true?” I said as my dick jumped at the thought. A slow, dirty smile spread across his face. “Scout’s honor. The scandal and fallout that ensued is still being talked about in sewing circles in my hometown to this very day!” “I am SO going to want details on that story later,” I said with an appreciative whistle. And then something else dawned on me. “You know what this little Scout trick means though? It means I can basically tap out whenever I want and STILL get loaded! Fuck the ring… THIS is the best gift EVAR!” “I guess we’ll see,” he chuckled, as he slid languidly from my ass. “Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but did I hear my dork of a boyfriend drop a Pygmalion pun during our little heart to heart?” And he smiled at me and then kissed me before I could spout my indignation. Later as we spooned (me the big spoon for a change), I felt the rhythmic expansion and contraction of Kurt’s massive back against me. I could tell he was drifting off to sleep, and I knew I wasn’t far behind. But I wasn’t quite ready to follow yet. My mind was deliciously quiet for a change and I was overcome with a warm sense of peace. I realized I was supremely content and happy in the moment. And while I still had things to sort out, I knew the Doc was right. I was going to be okay. And as I began to slowly drift off, I knew that I had taken a big step today. A step toward Acceptance.

Note: I didn't write this story. I found this on a website in Brazil, so the story was in Portuguese. I'm just translating it. It's a big story and this is just the first part. If you like it, I'll translate the rest. I'm sorry if my English is not that good. ____________________________________________________ Whenever I do drugs, I get electric and horny as fuck, so today was no different. I started to use co.ke around three in the afternoon and I've already opened the Grindr to see if there was someone to give me dick. A guy from out of town, fucking hot, messaged to me, and we arranged to meet and he was the first. The guy was 25 years old, bearded, thin and around 5,6. Before we started, he said he was addicted to fisting holes and that he had a gel with him that was great for sticking his hand up a man’s ass. I accepted without thinking twice. And the guy knew how to do that, goddamn it. He was patient and calm, and in the end, I found all of his hand and almost half of his arm inside my ass. I was open and swollen, the way a male has to be when another tells him so. In the middle of all that, there was a lot of dirty talk, spitting and armpit licking, because I wanted to smell the scent of a real man. What a delight it was to receive that hand inside me, breaking into my ass, opening me, turning that hole into a cunt of respect. After I was very wide, the man put me on my back and started to push his cock inside me, inch by inch. I felt that big cock poking at me, his pubes hitting my ass. The smell of sex invaded the whole room and, within minutes, he announced that he was cumming. I felt my ass filled with that hot cum with him saying: “Look how nice it is to put my charged load inside that ass. You will be leaking poz cum.” My horniness was unimaginable and with just a handjob I also gushed liters of thick cum. The first guy left and I again started the search for the second one. I chatted with a guy I always have sex with, he's really hot, black, tall and with a 10 inches heavy cock. He has no frills and no shame. When he fucks, he does a lot of damage. In minutes, I was riding a cock again. He treated my ass right, with a lot of pumping. I felt that dick invade my rectum and make it a worthless object, which made me crazy. In the middle of that hot fuck, we were doing it dog style, he held me and announced that he was going to cum: “Take it, your little whore. I’m breeding you good with my poz cum. Take my poz load, son of a bitch. Aids whore.” I left his house quickly, because I already had another fuck scheduled. The was almost hiss neighbor, so I just walked. I left one's house and went to the other. This third guy was a more serious guy, white, angry and brutal. As soon as I entered his apartment, he was already taking my clothes off and saying: “I don’t want to hear your voice today. You will take my cock bare and quiet. If you disobey, it’s going to be a lot worse.” I didn't care about anything anymore, I just wanted to feel more cock inside me. And like magic, I saw stars. The son of a bitch punched his whole dick in one go and started cursing me, saying he knew I already had my ass full of cum and was going to use other people's load as lubricant. I was all open. I was loving to get fucked in that position, face down, that he had put me. The man put all his cock inside me, then he announced that he was cumming. And more of that hot poz sperm went inside me. I got out of there and got back to the Grindr. In less than 20 minutes, I found another man. He was short, he worked out and was very hot. His dick was much smaller than the others, but he knew how to use it as he worked miracles. Everything happened inside his car, and I took the fourth load of the night. After that, I stopped at a park and went to the public bathroom. I waited for about 30 minutes, then a guy came in looking at me from a distance and working his cock inside his pants. That was the sign I had been waiting for. I sucked the man until he came in my mouth, pouring me the purest cum straight from the source. But I was still not satisfied. I wanted more and more and more.

Do many bottoms hate to get fingered or is it just me? When going anon ass up face down it rarely fails that a guy fingers me the minute he walks up to the bed. It almost kills the mood to get fucked. Sorry for the rant.

hey guys sorry for the delay but with christmas birthday (24!) and new years i was away for a bit. hope to get the new chapter up in the next day or two. thanks for all the comments!

Hi guys, this part’s a bit of an epic but I hope you’ll like it! PART TWO I'd walked up the drive to my folks' place so many times before but I'd never felt like this walking towards. What was I gonna say to my Dad? Had he been fucking any other guys than Tyler? How long had it been going on? Was he taking precautions? I'd been turning all of these things over & over in my mind since Tyler's revelation. I had my heart in my mouth as I knocked on the door. "You're keen boy! It's open, just getting the final touches together." I heard the familiar voice from inside but what I saw inside the living room was nothing like what I usually saw when I entered my family home. A massive gay orgy was playing on our big screen TV where the must've been at least 10 guys going at it. There were a bunch of pouches, harnesses and other gstrings on the couch, 4 small brown bottles on the coffee table, a massive bottle of lube and at least half a dozen dildos & plugs of various sizes laid out on the couch as well. "So glad you finished early Tyler" I heard Dad's voice as he walked through the house, "I've been waiting to get into that arse all week and now it's mine for the whole weekend. I've bought something special for the weekend too <sniff> <sniff> Tell mewhat you think about this." My jaw dropped open as Dad entered the living room, wearing a full leather harness, holding one of the small bottles, quite obviously super high and also with his cock, fully erect right out in front of him. "Oh fuck......hey Tom....what are you doing here?" "WHAT AM I DOING HERE?!?! Dad...what the fuck..." "Hehehe...well surprise!!!! I'd...uh...invited...one of your friends round for some fun this weekend..." "Yeah Dad, he told me. That's why I'm here, what the fuck are you doing?" "Well, it's been a long time since your mother & I..." "That's no excuse!" "I know, but you know full well that a man has needs and I met Tyler online and one thing led to another..." "Can't you just jerk off or something?" "But you also know full well, that it's not the same..." "Fuck Dad, I had no idea you were like this..." "Oh Tom...if you knew the half of it...anyway..sit down & let's talk" "How can I sit down & talk properly while that's on?" I said, gesturing to the TV. "Now hold on, you keep telling me how progressive you are now that you're at uni. Surely we can have a conversation while men are expressing their love for each other." I mean, he caught me out there. We talked about how Dad met Tyler on a website and had paid him for sex the first few times but then it started getting a bit more than business. As we talked, my eyes kept flicking to the screen whenever there was some louder than usual moaning. Pretty much every time, it was when a guy started getting fucked by someone. Whenever I did, I heard sniffing coming from Dad's side of the couch. "It doesn't hurt as much as you'd think" Dad said, admiring the screen. "YOU'VE BEEN FUCKED?!?!" Dad coming out of a sort to me was weird enough, I couldn't imagine him being fucked by a guy. "Of course I have! Tyler tops me sometimes but I enjoy it so much more when I'm topping...and so does he" "God, Addie used to tell me to fuck off if I went anywhere near her arse" "That's coz you didn't know how to do it right, tell you what. I'll show you, bend over the couch." "WHAT? NO!!!! I've got no interest in doing it, especially with my Dad!!!" "I won't do it...that's what all these are for...c'mon I've shown you how to do stuff before...." "But this isn't like riding a bike!!" "It's like riding something...haha....just try this one" He said pointing at a small buttplug. "I promise whatever happens, I won't say a word. Pull your shorts down and get on all fours for me." I'm not sure what possessed me but I thought I'd try it just this once. The guys on screen seemed to be loving it so much and my attitude had always been not to knock it until I'd tried it and I'd rationalised it by thinking it was at least being done by someone I trusted. "Can't believe I'm doing this...." I muttered to myself as I pointed my ass at my Dad. I heard him take two sniffs and mumble "beautiful" as he ran his hands down my cheeks. I could feel the goosebumps on my skin as he did it, he was obviously very skilled at this type of stuff. I heard the squelch of the lube bottle as he covered one of the plugs. "Now just relax for me boy..." he whispered quietly as I felt the cold metal against my hole. I was doing my best, but the situation was so insane he wasn't getting anywhere. I felt something pressed into my hand, it was the bottle he'd been sniffing from. "Take two deep sniffs of this in each nostril and hold your breath until I say stop" I did as he said, "Now stop....and let it all flow through you. Let go all of all your inhibitions" I'd never felt so good before in my life, made all of the weekend stuff I'd done with Tyler's stuff seem small in comparison. I was in so much of a world of pleasure that it was only until I heard Dad's voice that I was brought back to Earth. "There you go my boy....you took that like a champ" I felt Dad wiggle the head of the plug that was now deep in my arse. I didn’t feel any pain at all, in fact it felt so good. “Oh god Dad, that feels amazing!” I moaned. “See my boy, I told you!” He replied, laughing. “You ended up taking it so well, are you sure you haven’t done it before?” “No Dad, but fuck it feels so good” “There’s bigger ones here if you want to try…” I knew how weird the situation was, especially going through it all with my Dad but I wanted, needed more. “Please…one of the smaller dildos” I moaned. Dad pulled the plug out of me with a pop (“There goes your cherry” he laughed) and I let out a fart. He reassured me it happened all the time as he licked the plug clean. “Nothing like the taste of arse” he smiled at me before putting it down & grabbing the dildo. “Now you brace yourself & have a couple more sniffs as I push this in.” I took my sniffs & put my head on the couch as I felt him put one hand above my arse as he guided the dildo in. I could feel my mouth opening wider & wider as he pushed deeper. I was in absolute heaven moaning “yes” over & over again as Dad twisted the dildo round. “You’ve totally bottomed out on this dildo my lad!” Had I? I could barely believe it, but turned around and there it was…well it wasn’t. “You’ve got what we call in the trade a hungry arse & would make a lot of men very happy indeed” I could hardly believe it, but I knew I’d worked up an appetite because my next words to my Dad were “More….please more” “I’ve got some bigger stuff here mate, but I need to get you ready first OK?” “God…..please…I want it so much” and with that, the dildo was quickly pulled out of my arse and replaced my the breath of my Dad as he started to eat my arse out. It felt incredible and I could feel my arse opening, the more he ate me. He tapped on my hand, wanting more & I quickly handed the bottle to him. He took two massive hits & handed the bottle back saying “Now take as much as you can boy because I’ll give you the biggest here” I did as he said while he put his hand above my arse and began to guide the next one in. I was in so much pain but it felt absolutely incredible too. This one felt nowhere near as cold as the last two either. “God Dad I dunno…I don’t think I can…I want to but I don’t think…” “No…no…you’re doing great….just a little more…” Dad sounded way more flustered than he was with the other two. “I thought I could Dad but please… how far in is i…” I started to ask, turning around to see my Dad, one hand above my arse, the other hand on his cock as he was trying to push deeper inside me! END OF PART TWO

It does ...the first time I had a guy pass that turn, he had just left his hand in my ass, slowly turning or just resting. I can't tell how long but for awhile. He just left it in and slowly jerked off while chatting with me or others and watched porn. I got so relaxed and he slowly just slid all the way to the elbow...it was amazing and I never thought it would happen but did! Best assgasm ever.

Oral sex with boys and men had been well established before the first guy, that I can remember, fucking my slut ass. He was 20. I was 15. We fucked on his mattress on his bedroom floor at his brother's house. It was sweet, passionate, and he came inside me with my legs on his shoulders and as I covered my own belly with cum.

Growing up - my parents were very sexually active in their bed room and in public . Then , they gotten a divorce and my mother started sexually active with black men - peeking in her bed room window - she was very excited with black dicks ! Mom was a Italian female with Big Breasts - showing them off in public - she was a drinking / smoking - sexually Hot female ! I was very young - before driving - getting into watching mom sucking big black cocks . One day , taking a short cut through the woods , caught 2 older males having sex in the woods - 1 was a Big Black Top and they other 1 was a fem male - painted fingernails ! They caught me staring at the fem male sucking this huge black dick - waving me closer and I went to them closer ! We chatted while watching the fem male stroking this huge black cock - they were some what impressed of me staring - white fem male telling me - coaching me - sucking my first black cock - thinking of what about my mother . The white fem male had a bottle of poppers - having me sniffing them - both males chatting with me - black male held my head sucking him off - the white fem male chatting - rubbing my crotch - talking about pussy holes . Soon , the white fem male undoing my pants - licking and sucking my private parts - tonguing my ass hole - soon he had me sniffing more poppers - fingering my cunt hole with his small finger . My body was being used like my mother and feeling my body weak by the 2 males . Soon , the 2 males going crazy over me - anxious to breed me - seed me - working my body - soon the gushing cum loads on me ! Soon , we were relaxing - sharing a joint - chit chatting - touching and feeling each other - becoming friends - we were friends for 6 or so more months - learning a lot from them !

I was 20 yrs old and very curious I went to a older man gentleman's house and he was very good and manipulating me to suck his dick he was 55 years old white guy I am Hispanic. I started sucking and then he fingered me and that was that it was game over after that he put his dick in my ass without a condom and it hurts so freaking much I told him to stop I just suck his dick and went home. My curiosity took me back to see him one week later this time in his bed he bend me over and stuck it in and hurt so bad but he had me pinnede down and I had not choice but to take it until the pain went numb. He then unloaded a huge load in me. Fast forward to now I'm 37 and he's in his 60s and I still see him regularly. He has trained me well to be a good submissive bottom boy to him. He has showed me how to be a good experience bottom I still take his loads raw. Never used a condom. Made me completely gay bottom from being a "straight" guy that only liked girls. Lol now I don't even get a hard on with women. Only men.

12 or 13 fucked and flooded in a cottage by a truck driver

I had been traveling from AZ back to NorCal and had a stop-over in a small beach community. That night I had another Stranger in my Room encounter (story for another time), that left me incredibly horny. So, the next day, as I traveled north toward home I saw and ABS and decided to stop. Now, I’ve been to ABS’s since I was 18. Sometimes I’ve spent time looking around, other times I was in and out for what I needed. Usually, poppers. But I’ve never ventured into the video arcades. This one particular day I was incredibly horny and was spending some time looking around at the dildos and DVD’s. I was looking at some DVD titles when the guy came up beside me and placed a DVD box right in front of me. I looked at it and the title was, Bareback Load Takers. I was a bit shocked by this, and when I looked at the guy, he directed me (with his eyes) to look down at his crotch…which he was squeezing. It was obvious he was hard. He then walked around behind me, brushed my ass, and over to the counter. He purchased access the to the video booths; took his tokens, looked over at me, and went inside. The guy was average looking, nearly six-feet, great ass, and from what I could see, a nice tool. Feeling horny, I decided to see how things happened in the arcade. I purchased some poppers and tokens for the video booths. When I went inside there was just a narrow hallway with doors to booths going down one side. About half-way down the hall, this guy was leaning against the wall. When he saw me come in, he smiled, grabbed his crotch, and open the doors to two booths. He pointed to the one nearest me and walked into the other. I was thinking; man, this dude is direct. And I kind of liked it. I went inside and looked around. There were glory holes (GH) on each of the side walls and above them, other holes with a black fabric or mesh over them. These were about face height. The guy from the other side said, “Turn your video player to channel 3. So, I went over and did so. The video playing was two guys fucking…and soon enough I could see they were fucking raw. Instinctively I grabbed my dick through my pants and decided to open my poppers and take a hit. Yeah…just what the Dr. ordered. I was soon feeling good and even more horny. So, I took a seat on the little bench and could easily see through the GH to the guy on the other side. He was seated on his bench with his shirt open, as well as his pants. He was stroking his boner and rubbing his right nipple. He could plainly see me looking at him through the hole and began spanking his boner on his palm. I took more hits…one up each nostril and held my breath. When I slowly exhaled, then I moved closer to the hole and opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue, just a little. Didn’t take Mr. DVD long to stand-up and walk over to the GH and stick his dick through. I grabbed his hanging balls and pulled them forward through the hole, which brought his dick through with them. I put my hand around his shaft and saw the pre-cum oozing from his cock. I took my tongue and licked from the bottom of his dick head and closed my lips over the tip of his dick…sucking in his clear fluid. It tasted sweet and salty. “You like the taste of that juice?” He asked. “Yea.” I replied. I then put my thumb at the base of his cock, on the underside and pulled it forward toward his dick head. This pushed-out a greater amount of pre-cum. This time I engulfed his entire dick head in my mouth and began to suck. At first, just giving him head, then sucked the full length of his hot cock. I was really liking this, and so was he. The length and thickness of his dick was perfect. I could easily take him fully in my mouth and down my throat. I’m not much of a cocksucker, but I was enjoying this. I think it was the excitement of the video booth, the stranger who came-on to me…and the poppers. I was wondering why I hadn’t come into the arcade before now. Oh yeah…I’m married. And Mr. DVD was really liking it. He said, through the mesh opening, “Take a look at the video screen. Wanna do something like that?” I turned my head (leaving his dick head in my mouth) and saw two guys really going at it. Doing some serious fucking, and raw of course. I quit sucking him and said, “That looks pretty good to me.” “Why don’t you pull your pants down and back-up onto me?” The voice on the other side said. “I don’t have any lube.” I replied. “There should be a basket in your room with some lube and rubbers in it. Grab some lube, but leave the rubbers.” I was instructed. Everything is now making sense. This dude wants to breed me. Fuck! I like that idea. “Okay,” I said. And I go over to the basket and grab a couple of tubes of lube. Mr. DVD’s dick is super hard and still sticking through the GH. So, I go over to him, rip open a packet and squeeze some lube on his dick. I take my fist and start to spread it around. I open a second packet and start to finger some around and into my hole. I then squeeze the base of his dick again to draw-up some more pre-cum to add to the lube mix. I then take his dick head and rub it all over my ass hole. After things are sufficiently lubed, and he’s teased beyond belief, I press my ass back and take his dick head into my hole. Pushing firmly past my ring and deep into my insides. I stop there so we can feel the heat of each other and enjoy the process of beginning our fuck. From the other side, I hear the sounds of sniffing a bottle and that reminds me to hit my poppers again. When the rush comes, I push back and take his raw cock, balls deep into my ass. “Oh Fuck Yeah!” I hear. Knowing my timing was perfect to sink down on his raw shaft when his popper hit. “Fuck your hole is tight. And hot. You feel so damn good. Better than I thought you would.” “Glad you like it.” I respond. “Your raw cock feels amazing.” I say as we both begin to meet each other’s thrust. We fuck like that for a short time and from the other side I hear, “Can I join you in your room?” “Is that allowed?” I ask. “They don’t give a damn what we do,” he said. “Then come on over.” His cock slides out of my ass, and I go over and unlock my door. From the other side I hear pants being pulled up, then a door open and close, and in seconds, my door opens. When he enters my room, I’m already bent-over my stool, ass toward the door and looking over my shoulder. “What took you so long.” I said jokingly. Mr. DVD grabbed some more lube and covered his raw, raging cock. He aimed his head at my hole and pushed in with a steady thrust. He went balls deep again in one push. I threw my head back and sighed in deep pleasure. “Fuck man. I could so easily shoot my load.” “Well, this fuck is feeling good, but shoot when you’re ready.” I tell him. “Well, we don’t have to call it done when I cum.” He replies. “Check-out the dudes on the screen. I want you to do that for me.” He says in a commanding voice. While his raw cock is working my hole I look up at the video and see the bottom’s cum covered hole. He then turns around and takes the Top’s semi-hard cock into his mouth to clean him off. “Not too sure I’m into doing that.” I say. “I wasn’t asking.” I heard back. “This is turning me on, I’m about to seed your hole. You want my load don’t you? You want my sperm deep in your guts. Tell me. Tell me you want my swimmers in your body!” “Fuck! You know I do. Breed me man. Fucking plant your seed inside me.” I begin to beg, over and over. “Fuck me, seed me, breed me.” Mr. DVD starts to speed-up and fuck hard and fast. “Oh yeah…going to give you what you want. Hit the bottle man. I want you flying high when I orgasm inside you.” I take several hard hits and in a moment, he says, “Fuck! Here it cums, fuck I’m cumming. Fuck yeah! Take it. Take my seed. AUHHHH!” He holds, balls deep inside of me. I feel his dick surging as it spits its warm sperm inside of me. He does a couple short strokes while I squeeze and milk his cock. He dumps a big load of seed into me and folds over my back. He whispers in my ear. “Fuck that was good. You have a great ass…now full of my DNA. Now you’re going to clean your ass juice and my cum off my cock.” With that he withdrawals his hard cock and grabs my head and orders me to work. I’ve never done this and am very apprehensive. But he forces me. Once his dick is fully in my mouth and I start to suck, lick, and clean him, I discover I like the taste. It’s hot man sex and I begin to stoke my dick. Mr. DVD hits his popper then feeds me some. That takes me over the top and I shoot my load while his dirty dick is in my mouth. As I sit back and catch my breath, he pulls up his pants, buttons up his shirt, and leans forward and gives me a big, wet, open mouth kiss. Tasting what’s in my mouth. “Thanks for the good time, man.” And he’s out the door.

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Hot stories...figure I will share mine since it was last night. I live in a small village about 30 minutes outside of Amsterdam. Not many gays around here, mostly families and their kids. I met a sex buddy at the grocery store about 6 months ago and I've been breeding him 1 or 2 times a week every since. He's a 19 year old ginger kid who is typical Dutch, 6'2" 72kg, smooth and hung thick. He is a total bottom but he is always rock hard when I fuck him. He only takes it bare as he is allergic to latex. Anyway, I am 42, 6' tall and about 100kg so a little thicker and i have a cut 19cm cock that is beercan thick. So I was at the grocery yesterday about 5P and my ginger was my checkout boy. This is usually when he asks if he can stop by my house on his bike ride home to get fucked. Yesterday was a little different. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He asked, did I like the boy in the liquor aisle restocking the shelves. How did he know that I drooled over that boy as I was shopping. He had skin tight jeans, perfect thick legs, round ass, smooth as butter skin, and that perfect Dutch teen flip brown hair...I had taken a picture of this boys ass just to think about it later...he didn't notice that I snapped the shot. So I showed the picture to my ginger and asked "you mean this ass?" and he confirmed, yes...that the boy's birthday was today and he fantasized about double penetrated. My bottom ginger asked me if I wanted to help with the birthday present. I was surprised at first because my ginger had never expressed interest in topping...but I of course said yes. So I told him to bring the boy by after work on his bike ride home. At shortly after 6P there was a knock on my door. It was the boys. The ginger had a huge smile on his face and the brunette looked nervous, shifting his weight from left to right. I invited them in. Ginger and I normally have a cocktail and chat before we start. So, I offered them a drink. Brunette quickly said yes, he wanted a beer. Ginger said "Thijs, you really should have something stronger" and then he asked me if I had any weed or poppers. I was surprised we went right to poppers but I said yes I have both. The brunette's eyes lit up when he heard poppers and asked to see them...he said he had never tried them but all the porn he watches has poppers in it. I gave him a fresh bottle from the fridge. He opened it right up and took two long hits without a pause. He immediately stripped off his shirt and peeled his jeans off and he was rock hard...another massive Dutch boy cock came to life in front of me. The Brunette said "I need to get fucked so bad" Well, this is all we needed to move to the bedroom. Ginger and I stripped down and Ginger spent some time rimming the Brunette as he continued to huff away on poppers. Ginger turned to me and said that the hole was ready for me...do the honors. I moved in and could tell that his hole was super tight. I rimmed it a little bit more while Ginger sucked my cock...with my wet cock hard and ready I started to slide into the Brunette's hole. It opened up nicely. The boy moaned and shivered as I plunged into him. After 5 minutes of thrusting and opening him, I turned his hole over to the ginger who had been watching and stroking. Ginger slid into his hole and said "I told you baby that this would be awesome" and the brunette let out a long low moan and said "I want both of them inside of me now" It took a little effort and positioning but I ended up on my back and the brunette sitting down on my cock and the ginger kneeling from behind but we both got into his hole...I was looking into the brunette's eyes and holding the poppers bottle for him as he continued to breath in massive amounts of it...his eyes rolled back into his head and he let out "breed me, fill me with cum" and the ginger started fucking hard...the friction was amazing and I could feel my balls getting tight...the ginger was thrusting harder and harder and I knew he was close...I have seen his face many times right before he cums...so I concentrated and got ready to shoot...and then I heard the ginger moan out "fuck yeah, take my load baby, feel me breeding your cunt" and I started to shoot at the same time...I could feel the ginger's cock throbbing...he yelled out "fuck, I feel your cock throbbing too, are you also cumming?" and I said yes...oh fucking yes I was also shooting...the brunette started to cry as he was smiling...his tears dripping onto my cheeks. He started to shake and shiver and then he just collapsed onto my chest full out crying like a little baby. The ginger fell off to the side and started stroking the brunette's hair and he turned to kiss me as the brunette's head was lying sideways on my chest...he was still softly pouting. We laid there for at least 10-15 minutes without saying a word...I could feel that the brunette had also cum on my stomach during the moment, the distinctive liquifing cum between our bodies. The ginger broke the silence and said "Dad, this is my boyfriend Thijs and his birthday wish was to be double fucked..." The brunette said "I want to do this every day of my life" We had fun for the next hour just laying and teasing each other. I fucked the ginger after some rest as the brunette sucked his cock...I was totally spent. We said our goodbyes and the boys biked off. I can't wait for the next time I go to the grocery store!

Part 26 - The Curator & The Prince Alex woke to the sound of Artem bringing him coffee and putting it on the table beside his bed, observing royal protocol then jumping on the bed sitting next to him and chatting. Today was the last of the formal conference meetings which meant the day after they could go off agenda and have less formal talks bringing any ideas to the table. Being asked to give the key note speech that afternoon Alex was prepared as best he could be, the idea was daunting at first yet now he knew each and everyone of the partners he was less scared of it. He only had to remember not to look at Felipe as this would put him off. After lunch and speaking with crystal clarity and confidence then receiving a standing ovation when he finished, they praised his contribution to the charity which was now flourishing even more with his royal patronage. Liam watched from the side utterly overwhelmed and impressed by Alex, his casual but royal approach was outstanding without the stuffiness of the occasion where the partners appeared relaxed and clearly loved being able to talk with him quite openly. Alex had learnt so much about the charity and the work it does in the communities. Liam didn't go unnoticed either, always at the side protecting the prince he was becoming a regular attendee at events and the partners always took care of him taking time to talk and make sure he was involved being such an integral part of having a royal patron. A few patrons were disappointed that Artem was given time off to explore London, they knew Artem was the key to the prince's diary and kept in with him in case they wanted Alex to attend any events. Felipe walked over to Alex "Your highness" he said bowing his head gracefully. "Mr Morales" Alex replied shaking his hand. "Wonderful speech" Felipe informed Alex, "I have a premier at the end of January in LA" he said. Alex grinned "And what of it?" he asked, "You want me to attend?". Felipe nodded "I Would love you to attend at least one of them" he replied. Alex smiled "Send me the dates and I will get Artem to block the time out" he said. "Gracias" Felipe replied, "The studio will pay for you and a guest to attend". Alex nodded "Thank you, it will need to be four people, Liam and Artem will need to fly with me". "Of course, it is not a problem" Felipe replied bowing his head. They carried on chatting for a few minutes whilst Alex began thinking about who, if anyone he would take to LA. He was definitely bubbling with excitement at the thought of going to LA and when he told Liam he shook his head knowing how hard his work would be. The rest of his afternoon was taken up with Lady Trasilion and was very clear to Alex and Liam that the artist was very typical of a young modern impressionist artist, casual with no formal dress sense and expected the same at his gallery showings. She revealed they had been working on Asa to join the charity and be involved in some capacity but he had yet to give a proper answer. Alex invited Lady Trasilion to the royal suite for a drink before they were due to attend and she arrived at 6pm nodding her approval of how Alex and Liam were dressed in jeans and shirt. Alex showed Liam a picture of the artist revealing a 26 year slim guy with brown shoulder length hair that was part curly and wavy, a stubble half beard was the best way to describe what was growing on his face. The piercing blue eyes and a very handsome looking man which caused Liam to smirk looking at Alex and wondering if this was the type of man who could sweep his prince off his feet. Rushing around in the art gallery where Max was making final adjustments with Asa, the artist. Asa allowed Max to get away with a lot since he had a thing for Max and always flirted openly with him but could never make any progress since Max was strictly business as far as Asa was concerned. He liked the flirting and gave as good back when they were alone, from this they had become good friends and the reality was Asa trusted Max implicitly about his decisions. It had been several months since they had seen each other and Asa found that Max was slightly different since his holiday with the guys. "You still single then Max?" Asa asked adjusting another painting. Max slapped his hand out of the way and readjusted it "Yes, had my heart stolen on holiday". Asa stopped and looked at him "Is that why you seem different, by who?" he asked curiously. Max brushed it off "Some guy I met in Mauritius" he replied contemplating, "Doesn't matter". "Come on Max, someone got to you?" Asa asked, "What happened did Gareth the gorilla put them off?". Max chuckled "No Gareth did not put him off" he replied, "In fact he turned Gareth down for sex". "Shit no way!" Asa replied laughing, "So he must have been really keen on you?" he now asked. Max shrugged "I think so, but we forgot to exchange numbers so I will never know" he said sadly. "Worst night of my life" Asa suddenly said moving to next picture, "Sex with Gareth". Max smirked "I still can not believe you went there" he replied pricing the painting then chuckled. Asa shook his head "Wanted to try what it was about, he was way to demanding for my liking". "And you are not?" Max replied laughing knowing Asa only to well on the man front. Max looked at him "And you, have you found anyone or still sleeping around?" he asked. "Waiting for you Max" Asa replied laughing and handing him a price tag, "So who is coming?". "Usual list of our collectors and we publicised the showing so who knows" Max replied. Asa nodded "I know Lady Trasilion is coming, she is still trying to get me on that charity". Max chuckled "I guess she doesn't take no for an answer, maybe you should do it, good publicity for your career". "I guess" Asa replied, "I want to paint you naked" he said making Max laugh. "I know you do, maybe, one day, perhaps" Max replied without commitment. The WhiteGuards gallery owner checked Max and Asa were ready and at 7pm the doors were opened and people began wandering in. Gareth and Louis appeared along with Max's parents all of whom were very avid supporters of Max in his career as well as Asa. It didn't take long for the gallery to be bustling with guests drinking wine and eating canapes as they wondered through the expansive rooms of the gallery. Admiring the works and beginning to snap pieces up quickly, despite the artist still relatively unknown he had a flair for imagination and seducing the viewer in, the erotica in gallery 4 sold out within thirty minutes completely astounding Asa. Outside the gallery the headlights of the limousine slowly approached the building. "Here we are" Margarite said as the chauffeur pulled up in front of the brightly lit gallery. Liam hurried out and opened the door for Alex bowing his head in protocol "Your highness". "Keep close Liam" Alex said looking a little apprehensive at this unofficial engagement. The gallery owner rushed out of the door "Lady Trasilion how lovely to see you again" David said. "Thank you David, I have two guests with me hope that is alright" she replied. "Of course" David replied shaking hands with Liam, "Welcome to WhiteGuards gallery" he said. He move towards Alex then stumbled "Oh my!" he said looking shocked "Your royal highness". David bowed his head "Pleased to meet you David" Alex said offering his hand. "This is such an honour for us your highness" David said shaking his hand gently. "David" Lady Trasilion spoke interrupting him, "Less royalness please" she said. "Yes of course" David replied, "Please follow me". Alex followed behind Lady Trasilion and in front of Liam and were taken over to a waiter who offered them a glass of wine, David pointed out that Asa was in gallery 3 mingling around. Alex insisted Lady Trasilion went to meet the artist whilst he and Liam casually walked around looking at the pieces of art hanging on the walls. It wasn't long before Liam had Alex laughing since he knew nothing about art except for the portrait paintings hanging in the palace. Liam leaned in to Alex "Complex, disentanglement of the artists imagination" he said confidently. Alex looked at him "You are full of crap sometimes" he replied as they both giggled. "Actually it is not bad" Liam suddenly said, "Contemporary art I guess". "Hmm... looks like a painting by a person who chooses to paint like a child or is a child" Alex said. Liam chuckled "That is very demeaning" he said smirking. "Isn't meant to be, it is what I see" Alex said studying the painting in more details. "Accurate interpretation" David said standing behind them, "He painted that when he was six". Alex looked a little horrified realising he was heard "I didn't mean anything". David smiled "Actually you are the only person who has ever interpreted it correctly". Alex nodded looking back at it "So how much is it?" he asked almost to scared to ask. "Not for sale your... sir" David replied, "It is in the artists private collection". "Gallery 2 is where you find some of his recent works" David suggested guiding them through. Alex looked at his book "And gallery 4, you know the err..." he glanced down at his book again. "Ah yes the erotica artwork" David chuckled, "All sold out but still available for viewing". "Thank you" Alex replied following him through the crowds. "Take your time, the curator is in there if you have any questions and the artist is around" David said leaving them. Alex and Liam took there time looking at each piece of work which was certainly better than the first piece they saw as they moved along from painting to painting. Both of them had no idea what they were looking at and constantly referred to the catalogue that provided an insight in to the artist depiction. Despite them both not having a clue they were enjoying themselves as this was something completely different for them both. The paintings were very good and they could see a pattern in how each piece was painted that clearly defined the artists work and brushstrokes that came evident with each painting. Liam went back to the first painting in the gallery and Alex stood in front of number six called Silver Lake, it actually captured something in Alex's eye and imagination, his head was cocked to one side whilst he studied it in more detail whilst Liam moved on to the next one. Max moved through the gallery and saw the back of a guy dressed in jeans and shirt who seemed to be spending a lot of time studying Silver Lake, in fact this was Max's favourite painting as well. He walked over to the young man. "Silver Lake" Max said, "Asa painted this when he was in Italy last year staying at Lake Como". "One of my favourite paintings that captures a very serene moment in time" Max added. It took a moment for the words to sink in then the voice that he recognised but couldn't place immediately, then the flashback to laying on the beach staring in to the nervous eyes of the person who sole his heart, remembering the time and place. Then sitting on the balcony overlooking the ocean enjoying a casual dinner with butterflies whenever he looked him in the eye. A wave of nausea ran over him like never before that was hard to determine if it was excitement or dread. Alex bit down on his lip almost afraid to turn in case it wasn't who he hoped would be standing there, slowly he shuffled his feet turning to face him. "Max!" Alex said softly feeling a surge of warmth and excitement coursing through his body. Max smiled and then looked at him for a moment completely stunned "Alex!" he exclaimed staring at him. There was a weird silence between then "What are you doing here?" Max asked going all flustered. "Sort of working, what are you doing here?" Alex asked in return unsure what to say. Max looked around "I work here" he replied then stared opened mouth at Alex. "It really is you!" Alex said softly, "I thought I would never see you again Max". "I can't believe it, that you are standing here in front of me" Max now said boiling over with love. "Max, Max, calm down" Alex said grabbing his arms, "It really is you" he said almost crying with emotion. Max pulled Alex forward hugging him tightly "Alex!" he said in anguish holding him tighter. In a contrasted moment where forgot where and who he was he kissed Max who happily returned hugging and holding on to Alex like he was about to disappear again. Liam looked over and panicked having lost sight of Alex, quickly he focused in and realised that someone had hold of his prince. Automation mode engaged seeing those arms hugging almost forcing the prince in his arms. Liam flew across the gallery floor in protection mode. Weather friend or foe it didn't matter, touching the prince like this was just not done and put him at great risk. With force he separated Max pulling Alex behind him, he didn't clock on that it was Max since his primary focus was the safety of the prince. "Your highness are you okay?" Liam asked looking at him whilst holding Max at arms length. The colour in Alex's face drained fearing what was going to happen "I am fine Liam it is Max!". "What?" Liam said in shock then looking at Max. He was looking at them both weirdly. "Your highness?" Max questioned glancing from one to the other and taking a few steps back, "Is this some joke?". Alex freaked seeing the look "Max please let me explain" he said pleading and moving forward. "Is he joking?" Max asked staring at Alex and holding his hand up trying to figure them both out. Alex stepped forward "Max" Alex said calmly, "Please let me explain this" he pleaded. "What did he mean by your highness?" Max asked looking confused and like he didn't know Alex at all now. Max shook his head "No, no, no. This can't be right" he said taking another step back. Alex stepped forward "Your highness" Liam said holding Alex's arm. "Stop calling me that!" Alex said getting angry with a tear rolling down his face in anguish. Max walked backwards away from Alex "Max please!" Alex pleaded again but Max ran from the gallery. "Get away from me!" Max exclaimed loudly storming off. Gareth picked up a glass of wine for Max then saw him rushing out the door and standing on the pavement like he didn't know where to run, a scared and lost child that paced up and down. Gareth put the glasses back and quickly he ran outside calling Max who had a very upset look on his face. "What happened?" Gareth asked grabbing hold of Max, "You look like you have seen a ghost". Max stared at him still in shock "Al... Alex is here" he finally managed to say. "What inside?" Gareth now asked looking taken back at his nodding, "So what's the problem?". "I don't know" Max said, "I mean it is him" he sniffed, "I mean not him" he made no sense. Max stared at Gareth "I knew there was something mysterious about him" he added. "Max!" Alex called coming out the door, "Please let me explain" he said rushing over. "Explain what?" Max asked looking at him, "How you played me, took me for a fool that you could play with?". Liam quick as ever was hot on Alex's heels "You don't need to explain yourself" he said to Alex. Asa then appeared wondering if the party was now outside "Max are we partying out here now?" he joked. Liam looked at Asa who looked at him then Alex "Oh my god!" Asa said looking at Alex in surprise. Gareth was still perplexed "Someone tell me what is going on here?" he asked. Asa knew exactly who Alex was and bowed "Your highness, I apologise for my outburst" he said. "What?" Gareth said sounding more confused scratching his head. Alex though was looking at Max "Gareth" Liam said getting his attention, "This is Prince Alexander". Gareth stared for a moment then laughed "Okay whose joke is this?" he asked finding it amusing. Asa turned to him "Gareth this is His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia" he said. Gareth looked stumped "I am Prince Alexander's protection officer" Liam added. "And neither of you thought to tell Max this in Mauritius?" Gareth now asked looking annoyed. Max shook his head "Fair play to both of you. You really did a number on me!" he said to Alex. "Max" Alex pleaded, "I wanted to tell you Max, only it just never seemed right" he explained. "Right?" Max questioned still pacing around, "You steal my heart then probably laughed about it". "No!" Alex replied standing in front of him, "That was the real me you got know" he said. Max stared at him "I can't deal with this right now" he said shaking mostly from shock. Max walked a few steps then turned "I mean, who fucking hell are you?" he asked then walked off. Max walked back in to the gallery promptly downing a glass of wine before disappearing in to the crowd. His head was conflicted and all over the place, he knew he would not be able to think this through properly. Gareth looked at Alex and Liam shaking his head then walked back in to the gallery leaving Asa, Liam and Alex standing on the pavement. Liam put his arm around Alex and called for the car. "Can you let Lady Trasilion know we will send the car back for her" Liam informed Asa. "No wait, please don't go, I mean crap royalty at my viewing" Asa said excited. Alex shook his head "We should leave Asa I am sorry for ruining this evening". Asa stopped "You are the one he fell head over heels for!" he said putting the pieces together. Alex looked at him "You know about me then?" he asked. "God yes!" Asa replied, "Max has been completely weird since his return from holiday". Alex glanced through the gallery window "Please stay as my guests" Asa pleaded. Alex looked at Liam "Can we stay a bit longer, I have to try and speak to Max" he said nervously. "No your highness, it is best to leave Max for the moment" Asa said making sure Alex understood. "Trust me when Max gets in his head you have no chance getting through to him" Asa advised. "Come have a drink with me" Asa said inviting them back in, "Dam you are hot" he said to Liam. Liam dazzled him with a smile "Prince here ain't bad looking either" Asa added winking at Alex. Alex smiled finding Asa funny, flirty in very down to earth way "Pretty hot yourself" he said. Asa laughed "Your highness please retain what dignity you have left " Liam warned grinning. Asa handed them both a drink "So you here with Lady Trasilion then?" he asked. "Yes" Alex replied, "I am here on charity work with her" he said thanking him for the wine. "Oh yeah I know you are the patron, she badgers me enough" Asa replied forgetting his manners. Alex smiled "So you know why we are here then?" he asked. Asa nodded, "You involved as well?" he asked Liam. "A little" Alex replied for Liam, "Got involved by default as he is always hanging around". "Your highness is everything okay?" Lady Trasilion asked making her way over to him. "Yes Margarite, well sort of" Alex replied clearly trying to see if Max had appeared. "I see you have met the aspiring artist who owes me an answer" Margarite noted. Asa laughed "You win Lady T" he said putting his arm around Alex, "I will join". Liam shuffled forward and quickly removed Asa's arm "Hands off the prince please" he said. "Sorry I ain't much good in the presence of royalty" Asa said apologising profusely. "Man I would love to get you in bed" Asa said to Liam chuckling and admiring his body. Liam smirked shaking his head "I would break you like a twig" he said patting his shoulder. Asa shook his head "Dam now you have made my knob hard touching me" he said getting lost in Liam's looks. "Asa" Alex spoke, "Silver Lake painting I want to buy it please" he said. Asa turned to him and smiled "Nope, my gift to you" he said holding his hand up stopping Alex from protesting. "Thank you Asa" Alex said genuinely, "But I want to gift it to Max he likes it". "Well I have a duplicate in my studio if you want one as well" Asa offered. Alex nodded "Yes I would, but let me pay for it Asa" he said this time holding his hand up. "No your highness. But you could let me paint your portrait" Asa said winking at Alex, "Naked". Liam stepped in "Chill out Liam" Alex said, "He will be like this until he knows you" he said. Alex tapped his chin "Okay you paint my portrait for my birthday but not naked!" he replied making Asa smile. Liam relaxed a little bit changing his attitude towards Asa knowing that if his prince said that it was good enough for him his judgement could be trusted, the next hour was spent chatting away with Asa whilst Alex constantly scanned the room for Max. Lady Trasilion got wind of what was distracting the prince from Asa who was savvy enough to know when two people had a connection that needed fixing and a plan was put in place with Liam's help before the evening ended. The car arrived and Alex departed with Liam and Lady Trasilion, he had one last look to see if Max was around, his heart was breaking and he knew he would have to come back and find him. He wasn't going to let Max go a second time without a fight, whatever it took. Max was distraught and finding it hard to think on his feet, clearly distracted and unsure what to make of the revelation that unfolded. He knew deep down that what he felt for Alex was so different from anything else and seeing him again only enforced that, but the revelation of who he really was just wouldn't go away. He felt stupid, played, deceived. In fact anything he could think of was how he felt right now. Max walked through to gallery two and glanced over at the Silver Lake painting then realised it had a sold sticker on it, which didn't help matters as he was hoping to buy it and was working on his parents to buy it for him for Christmas. His parents came over noticing the distracted look on Max's face using the excuse he was slightly stressed at how busy it was, hiding his true feelings and anger that was boiling in his body. Alex walked in to the royal suite and Artem came out of his room to attend, immediately he spotted something was not right with Alex and Liam who was following with a worried look on his face. Liam indicated for Artem to go back to his room whilst he followed the prince in to his bedroom. The way he walked showed a very deflated person and Liam closed the door and put his arms around Alex who immediately had a melt down. Alex felt unable to hide or control his emotions any more, the whole evening had been a complete disaster as far as he was concerned and right now he needed his stable rock in the form of Liam. Artem ordered hot chocolate and brought the mugs in to the bedroom, the sight almost making his heart break. Liam sat on the window seat with Alex resting his head on his lap whilst Liam stroked him. Liam looked up and smiled mouthing the word Max to him and Artem knew their paths must have somehow crossed this evening. "Is he alright?" Artem asked quietly handing a mug of chocolate to Liam. "Thanks" Liam replied and nodded, "It didn't go well" he simply said. "That is an understatement!" Alex said lifting himself to a seated position his eyes now red. "Your hurting?" Liam asked softly, Alex nodded holding on tighter to Liam. Liam kissed him on the forehead and undid Alex's shirt "I told you we would be here for you". "What a mess!" Alex said down beaten and accepting the mug offered by Artem. Artem sat next to Alex and rubbed his knee whilst they drank their hot chocolate in silence. Artem took the mugs and left Liam and Alex alone. "I just want to go to bed" Alex said standing up, "I need to forget all about him it is a lost cause". Liam stood "I am not leaving you alone tonight" he said beginning to undress Alex. "You don't need to do this" Alex said moving his shoulders so Liam could take the shirt off. Liam looked at him "It was my slip of the tongue Alex" he admitted making it clear. Alex shook his head "No Liam, you were doing your job" he said correcting him. Alex half smiled wiping his eyes "Why is everything so complicated Liam?" he asked. Liam folded Alex's clothes "Maybe Max is the right person for you Alex" he said kindly. Alex shook his head "It is my title, people just can't accept it. Maybe I should..." he started. "No!" Liam said putting his hands on Alex's shoulder "You are a prince by birth and right". Alex looked at him "Stand tall Alex, you are who you are and you are a magnificent prince and person" Liam added. "What did you mean by Max is the right person?" Alex asked pulling himself together. "He freaked out, shows he truly didn't know who you are" Liam explained, "We need to work on him". Liam picked Alex up carrying him to bed allowing Alex to fall in to his arms, it wasn't long before Alex moved and wiped his eyes still upset about the whole evening. Liam refusing to let go of him stroked his back slowly until the prince began breathing steadily as he fell asleep. Liam laid there wondering why the hell Max had behaved so weirdly, it was not as if Alex had ever lied to him so maybe it was shock at finding out that he had fallen in love with a prince. The following day was no better and he was off his game in the meetings a little, he couldn't help noticing the discreet conversations going on between Margarite and Liam. Frankly Alex wanted to go home and didn't care what was going on, he only had one more day to get through and was glad to be back at the hotel where he could shut the existence of Max outside the doors. Settling down to a quiet dinner with Liam and Artem in the suite, Alex picked himself up as usual and started to enjoy himself being in their company, Liam slightly nervous and worrying about tonight and the secret plan they had hatched with the gallery owner, it was going to be one massive gamble. Something had to be done to bring Max to his senses and they needed to be alone together and discover for themselves if it was all or nothing for the prince and curator.

Part 6 - The Final Descent Noah was really quiet in the backseat as we drove back to the motel. I couldn’t blame him for being upset. He had just been humiliated in front of and potentially rejected by his parents. The air in the motel room was heavy with the scent of sex and body fluids. Reid and I had the intention of sleeping once we arrived at the motel room, but Noah stripped and jumped onto the bed. He began stroking his cock. “Fuck! That was the hottest thing that ever happened to me! Today is the best day of my life!” Reid and I looked at each other, completely perplexed. “Reid, tell every top in the city! I need to get fucking filled. My boyhole is my gift to the community.” Reid sat down on the bed with a look of concern on his face. “Noah, it’s OK to be upset. We can just relax tonight. You don’t need to —.” Noah grabbed Reid’s head with both hands and looked him straight in the eye. “Uncle, I’m empty. It all leaked out. Poz your boy.” Noah pulled his uncle in for an extended kiss. Reid threw his phone back to me to post an ad and whore out Noah. Reid’s cock was deep in his nephew in no time. Noah’s ad blew up. A lot of gay men were trying to avoid their families. A lot of straight men were trying to avoid their families. Within an hour, the room was packed with at least 20 men stroking their cocks. Noah proclaimed that there was only one rule: no condoms. He wanted to be a semen cesspool. As the night went on, I watched as each man had his way with this blond twink. Many more came. Cocks of all shapes and sizes spewed seeds in the 18-year-old who had just lost his virginity last night. By the wee hours of the night, Noah’s hole overflowed with manseed. His belly was bloated with the piss of six men who donated their streams to Noah’s throat. His body’s volume was simply incapable of carrying so much fluid, but he feverishly continued receiving men’s most precious gifts until the morning. As the last man dressed to leave, Noah sprawled out face-down on the cum-soaked sheets. His hole looked like a white puddle, unable to close. Tally marks covered his back, declaring his body contained 65 loads. When we opened the door for the last man to leave, Reid and I were frightened by who we saw in the doorway. Keith stood there, gun in its holster around his waist. His eyes gazed upon his son whose face was planted in the filthy motel sheets with his soaked ass in the air. With his head down, Noah had no idea his father was in the room. Keith looked like a broken man. I assumed he hadn’t gotten any sleep since we last saw him. He walked up behind Noah and scanned the two bulbous cheeks and moist hole. He grabbed each cheeks with his massive hands and squeezed them together before releasing them and watching strings of semen stretch across Noah’s puckered hole. It was then I realized I was in for a show. Keith’s eyes were filled with curious lust. A bulge bigger than his gun had grown down the leg of his jeans. Keith stepped back with his eyes fixated on the hole. He slowly stripped to only his socks. His beefy yet sculpted torso and muscled arms and legs were covered in coarse body hair. His thick cut cock stretched to 9 inches and curved to the left just slightly. His cock fell upon Noah’s wet hole as he grabbed his hips. He motioned a soft pound against his bum. Noah moaned softly, face still buried in the sheets. Then Keith completed his dissent, gently sliding his thick cock into Noah’s gaping hole. He intently watched his tool plunge until he had penetrated his son’s second hole. Noah threw his head up and intensely moaned. “Give me more Daddy. Fuck yea!” Keith shoved the rest of his pipe into his son, bottoming out and making Noah squeal. He then rapidly and repeatedly jabbed that hole, cum splattering explosively at each impact. Noah was losing his mind with the intensity. He was exhausted and completely wrecked by the full night of taking loads, and this was the biggest cock he’d had in hours. The pain and the pleasure mixed for a perfect cocktail of euphoria. “Fuck me Daddy! My hole is yours.” Keith broke his silence. “You’ll always be my little Noey.” Noah immediately woke from his sexual hyperdrive, mouth gapping. Only one person called him “Noey.” He slowly turned his head to see his father pounding his sloppy hole. “Dad! What the hell?!” Keith snatched Noah’s hair and shoved his face into the sheets. “Don’t you fucking use that language with me Noey. You’re a dirty slut, and I came to punish you.” He stepped his feet up onto the bed, lifting Noah’s body forward. He squatted his throbbing cock into the hole and fucked his son like an animal. “If you’re going to hell Noey, I’m going with you.” Keith’s hole was completely exposed in this squatting position. Reid had fantasized about getting inside Keith since Melissa first brought him home. He saw his opportunity, and he lubed up his tool. Keith gave no opposition as Reid punctured his pierced cock into his brother-in-law’s rectum. I jacked off, watching this family orgy at peak action. The three hot sweaty men fucked in a line. Keith made out with his son as his and Reid’s thrusts escalated. Keith started panting. “I’m gonna blow Noey. You want father’s sperm?” “Please Dad. Cum in me!” Keith slammed into Noah, spewing rope after rope of his father seed. Reid subsequently slammed into Keith, filling the Christian conservative man on his descent to Hell with poisonous poz cum. I hopped on the bed, grabbed Keith’s head, and shoved my ejaculating cock in his mouth. “You like that Hellboy?” Keith smiled around my cock. I knew he was hooked. “Fuck. That was so much cum Keith. When was the last time you fucked mom?” Noah laughed. Keith swatted Noah’s ass. It jiggled around his dick. “Still call me dad, Noey. I hadn’t cum in weeks. I don’t really have sex with your mom anymore. It was never that great anyway. Seeing your slutty hole today awakened something in me.” Keith leaned down and kissed Noah on the forehead. “I should get going before your mom wakes up and sees I’m gone.” Reid pulled out of Keith, and Keith pulled out of Noah. After a couple minutes, Keith was gone. Noah looked at Reid and me with a huge, shocked grin. “How the fuck did that happen?” He giggled and collapsed his head onto a pillow. Reid got off the bed and backed towards the bathroom. “You’re telling me! I just pozzed my sister’s husband. The most conservative Jesus freak I know. What a fucking awesome Christmas!” Reid shut the door. I stood over Noah, gazing upon his ravaged body. “Look at what I unleashed,” I laughed. Noah snorted and laughed. Then the tired slut fell asleep, cum soaking into him. When the time came, I said goodbye to Reid, kissed Noah as he slept, and left for the airport. *** Almost a year has passed since the adventures of last Christmas. I’ve kept in touch with Noah and Reid from across the country. Noah moved in with Reid in New York City and became his permanent house boy. He got his high school diploma in New York and is taking a year off before college to focus on his true passion in life: being a universal cumdump. Reid finally ended his sham of a marriage with Lisa. He’s free to openly be the poz top he’s always been. It’s generated him thousands of adoring Twitter followers. Reid finally got around to telling Keith that the load he had deposited was charged. Keith promptly got tested, and the test came back positive. He now sleeps in Noah’s old room, and Melissa has no idea what happened to their marriage. Every once in a while, he sneaks in a blond twink, role plays as if they’re Noah and inseminates them. Melissa came around to accepting Noah for being gay, but definitely doesn’t want to hear about his sexcapades. Reid, however, is still on her naughty list. As for me, nothing has really changed. However, instead of traveling during the holidays this year, I am hosting Reid and Noah for another cumdump Christmas. Maybe I’ll let you know how it goes 😉

Bizarre, risky, unexpected, or otherwise unusual, what are some of the most unusual public places have you let someone take full advantage of your desperate need to be used by a stud. Men's rooms, rest areas, baths, porn shops: most of us have done it, because it's pretty accessible, but have you either been literally out in the open or in a location not typically sought for getting a load? Who was he? How did he do it? Did you get caught, or were you on full display for anyone to see? One of my favorites was having gone to the porn shop and having taken a few loads one night after the club I was followed out by a tall good looking stud. He didn't say anything, but we exchanged looks. Next thing I know he's following my car in his as I scrambled in my head where to get with this guy. There was a small park in a quiet neighborhood between my place and where I was. The thought of getting his cock was burning through me. A couple minutes later we both parked on the street along side of the public park. It was easily 4am or later. I got out of my car with the plan to get into his and get his cock, but as I made my way to his car he got out. I walked up to him. "What's up?" I asked casually. With one hand he grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. His other hand found the leg hole my running shorts and squoze the bare cheek of my ass. He led me into the park. We passed the playground headed towards a wooded area. I assumed he was heading for cover, but stopped when we came to picnic table not more than twenty feet from the playground and yards from the wood. He turned to me as he undid his jeans and pulled his above average cock out. He stroked it as I watched. "Want it?" He teased. Taking a seat at the picnic table I leaned toward him surrounding the head of his drooling cock with my mouth. He took full advantage. He grabbed my head and his cock to completely control my cocksucking. He got so hard and was drooling copious amounts of precum that he fed me. He slapped my tongue and face with his tool before shoving it down my throat and pumping it like a fleshlight. I was in heaven with this aggressive top. His jeans had been pushed down to his knees. When he decided, he climbed on top of the picnic table and laid on his back along the length of it. He looked at me, "Get up here on this table. I want you to stand over me." Not sure of what this stud was thinking I climbed right up. I stood above him with my feet placed on either side of his hips. "Strip." He said. I hesitated for a moment. Looking around us there were easily a dozen homes in view from a distance or rather, I was in full view of several homes. I pulled off my tank top and slipped off my running shorts. This left me standing only in my sneakers on top of a picnic table at some time before dawn with a nice long thick cock on a stud pointing up at me. I threw my clothes to the ground. "Now, sit on this big cock, baby. Take it for a ride." Carefully, I squatted down, reaching with my right hand for his cock. When he felt the head push past my well used pucker he thrusted his hips upward. I responded by sitting on his full length. "Yeah baby, ride my big dick." And I did. My hole was well lubed with other loads from the booths at the porn shop. I could feel them escape from the warm confines of my hungry asshole to being dripped and then matted into his course pubic hairs. My ass bounced up and down on his cock. His hips meeting me as I slammed it back down wanting him as deep inside me as he could get. We both grunting and almost growling as we fucked. Again, his hand took my head. He held me looking into his eyes as his cock slammed into me over and over with our joint efforts. "I'm getting close. Where do you want my load?" He asked. I responded by picking up the pace of our fuck. He got a huge grin on his face and his grip got a little tighter. His breathing got heavier. His groans louder. My faggot ass was in pig heaven. I was in a public park in summer at some early hour as I could see the sky start to lighten, naked, getting my ass used by a stud who was almost completely dressed on top of a table where I could be seen by anyone looking out the front of their home or a passing car. I felt his hand hold me down. His cock throbbed inside me as it spit his seed into my body. Then he pulled me down into a kiss. Once he allowed me to pull away. I climbed down from the picnic table. He pulled himself together quickly as I picked up my clothes. I never did see him again, but I've been fucked in plenty of fields and parking lots along side businesses or in the center of a neighborhood at all hours. How about you?

🌳Taking Root: Part 1 - Tainted Seed☣🌱 The distinct sound that could be heard through the woods was a constant thud, heavy with force that echoed in the dark to a consistent rhythm until as one approached you could hear the panting of the jogger. Robert gazed forward with athletic determination with those forceful strides on the ground as his eyes darted left and right along the dark morning path, feeling the drive he normally did every morning. As the college sophomore encouraged his body to jog forward through the peaceful scenery he checked his watch and took note of the time. Once again he was ahead of schedule so with a slight sense of self criticism he slowed his pace; knowing that one of his favorite parts of the woods was coming up. The strikes on the ground from the joggers feet slowed to a more quiet pace and Robert’s slowing gasps filled the volume around him. Robert pulled his arms above his head to help his heart flow; his arm wiping away the sweat from his brown hair with the cold morning air chilled his skin. He slowly walked along the path, slowly rotating in a casual manner and confirmed no one else was around. He spotted the offshoot path which was flowered with orchids nearby. Robert was a bit more quick to turn his head up and down the path: ensuring one last time no one was around before he reached down and grabbed most of the orchids and slipped past the tree line to his secluded spot. Robert was a bit amazed how many more orchids had appeared to build up along the entrance path than the week before. He had found this spot a month ago when he noticed the first few orchids and it was like nature’s indication to mark an area off for him. He placed the flowers he had snatched in a pile behind the trees as he didn’t want anyone else to possibly find this spot while he exploited it’s lush private environment. And again Robert felt a ping of excitement as it seemed that the enclosure had grown more lush; the path not possibly viewable through the branches, grass and shrubbery. A grin emerged as Robert reached into his jogging shorts and felt his shaft start to firm up in his hand. The young man’s heart rate kept consistent but his heart beat started to exert a more forceful pulse as Robert started falling into that lusting focus. His other hand slowly reached up his shirt to tweak his nipple to send a slight jolt throughout his body to further encourage a quick arousal and he knew he didn’t have that much time to risk. He gazed back once more towards the entrance before he finally abandoned his sense of decency to further expose himself to make it quick. Robert yanked down his jogging shorts exposing his ass cheeks to the cold morning air which brought on even more excitement in Robert’s mind not having been this exposed before. His shaft engorged quickly as he firmly gripped his cock to encourage blood flow to fill his shaft fully. Robert closed his eyes, focused on trying to make this a quick jerk off and rushed the experience for fear of being exposed to this much. To his shock, this further cloaked Adam’s presence as the grounds keeper grinned with a corrupted smile in the dark. “You know, it’s very possible that maybe those orchids had a purpose for others and not just you young man.” The sharp disruption of sound immediately overwhelmed Robert and he froze in the dark. It took an immense amount of will to slowly open his eyes and he almost nearly screamed in shock as he saw right before him not a mere five feet in the secluded area an older gentleman leaning up against a tree, the glow from his tobacco pipe lightly illustrating his face in the dark. “I-I-” Robert stumbled as he panicked, not realizing that his shorts had become entangled with the shrubbery behind him and he gasped as he fell. The panicking young man landed hard on the ground and frantically tried to kick the shrubbery off, but eerily they were fully enmeshed even through the fabric and he was forced to kick them off and rapidly tried to get up. He turned to head back towards the path but felt a tug on his shirt yank him back and he fell yet again on the ground. On his back the air was knocked out of him and he coughed before a strong hand covered his mouth and he nearly screamed as fear fully overwhelmed him. He was exposed waist down, to a stranger in the woods, and yet what shocked him even more was the stranger gestured to his groin and they could both see that Robert was still fully erect. “You need to calm down, bud.” Adam grunted as his hand firmly stayed placed over Robert’s lips. “The only thing you’ve done wrong so far is ruin the Orchid’s that mark this area…what makes you think this spot is entirely for you?” Robert could feel the mature hand that had a lingering earthy scent loosen it’s grip but not fully release it’s captor to where he could talk. “I’m so sorry, I’ll never do this again. I didn’t mean to destroy the flowers, I just didn’t want to shock anyone else that might come here- The glow of Adam’s pipe increased as he took a puff before he removed his hand and blew a cloud in Robert’s face. The smoke overwhelmed the young man and he was prompted to try to cough but it just numbed his panicking senses in an anomalous way. He suddenly felt Adam’s other hand firmly grab the younger man’s shaft to let the combination of smoke and sensation fuse into Robert’s consciousness. “The only one that appears to be shocked is you bud. Need to figure out not to be so selfish and realize that the park is for everyone’s enjoyment.” Robert’s eyes gazed out as his head fell back onto the grass and he felt his cock start to leak in it’s massage. His heartbeat slowed to a more erotic beat as lust and curiosity started to seep into control over the shock and fear. But those still had a grasp initially as the young man suddenly tried to snap into reality. “No no, please, we shouldn’t. We could get caught-” Again the older gentleman took a puff from his pipe but this time fully kissing Robert and filling his lungs. Robert’s consciousness finally was void as the substances overwhelmed his sense of precaution and the young man started to kiss back. The smoke triggered endorphins and primal sensations almost with a numbing effect; urging Robert to enjoy this sudden bliss exclusively. Little did he know that these inhibitions, while entirely natural, were not at all common. Adam’s boldness grew vigorously malicious with intent. He grabbed Robert’s hand closest between them and brought it to his own groin, revealing that he’d had his shaft out his overalls the entire time and was surprised when Robert instead of stroking it leaned forward to enjoy a taste. An eager tongue slid under the shaft before lips enclosed it and a satisfying groan escaped the man’s throat. He succulently indulged in this primal urge and Adam got in a more comfortable stance letting go of Robert’s shaft as the young man slowly stroked himself. The groundskeeper grinned with ardent joy with Robert’s newly discovered desire as his cock firmed up fully in the young man’s mouth and started to secrete a natural but not quite ordinary fertile seed. Robert could taste the precum start to seep out of the stranger’s shaft and shudders erupted out of the young man as it tasted like sweet, earthy sap. He rolled his eyes, sucking more intensely to indulge in this taste and soon it encouraged a steady flow while his throat grew more accustomed to the length; passing deep into his throat but the exceptional seed had numbed his throat to avoid gag reflex. “Tastes pretty damn delicious doesn’t it, bud?” Adam chuckled and he could see the jogger falling into a heavier daze as he guzzled the hypnagogic jiz. Robert felt spontaneous shivers and trembles ripple throughout his body. He had even abandoned his own shaft with the sweet taste too good to resist fully enjoying it. The effects of which were starting to corrupt Robert’s sensations even further and without a second thought he would disregard any normal doubts. “I think you’d really get a thrill climbing my tree trunk huh bud?” The jogger sheepishly grinned, almost in a foggy state as the sap continued to numb his inhibitions and mental precautions. He slowly rolled over as Adam got up and sat on the ground, his fertile shaft fully stemming a strong erection high as tainted precum drooled a slick natural flow in what little starlight shined through the shrouded area. Without any second thought or hesitation, Robert mindlessly in a slight catatonic state straddled his new found fuck friend before impaling himself rather easily onto Adam’s shaft as if by instinct. The altered cum served well in copious amounts as a slick substance until the friction started to stick to the inside lining of the younger man’s ass. As he humped, Robert found it slightly difficult to fully pull off more and more so; initially displeased with a near dunce whine. It wasn’t long before Robert was cooing before shrieking a sharp gasp clutching the nearby ground. He felt Adam’s shaft grow thicker in girth at the base to seal his hole tight. Once the shaft had engorged in width it started to pulse and grow in length; snaking deeper within the jogger than any other man could possibly go. Drool slowly streamed past the catatonic lips with Robert almost fully under the numbing effects from Adam’s mutated pre-cum penetrating deep within him and the discharged substance spreading out before coating his insides and saturating the muscle tissues harshly and invasively. The tobacco pipe glowed deep red, eerily bringing detail to a devilish grin in the dark that normally would have creeped Robert into terror but any precautionary inhibition was absent with the toxins and viral strain pouring into his blood flow and starting to mutate his cells. “Hehe, got an eager sprout now don’t we?” Adam firmly grabbed onto the new converts waist as he focused the shaft to grow further to the most he could muster. He could feel his dick sliding ever further deep into the core of the young man’s body. He could feel his slick toxic precum coat the insides with an increasing fluid slickness that started to make him shudder. He had thought to just get off by encouraging a mutual jackoff with the frequent jogger. But when he saw Robert disrespecting nature’s growing abundance which was encouraging this act; he knew he had to inspire the miscreant to better understand the vegetation. How it encouraged him to be a bit frisky and transparent in exposure. How it celebrated in essence the bliss he was about to feel as Adam gasped; feeling his nuts pull up and start pumping toxic mutated cum down the length of his shaft. “Here’s your fuck seed up your cunt! Can’t wait to see what fruits you’ll help bear with other visitors!” Adam called out feeling his orgasm echo down his shaft and unloading into the young convert. He had wondered what the effects of his cum would be since he had suffered from a freak accident with an experimental fertilizer “donated” from a company close to the city board members. Despite his criticisms on how it was delivered, he found himself directly exposed and was hospitalized from the immediate toxic effects. But after recovering he started to notice a sensational “bond” with the plants in the woods….and it seemed to echo even moreso when he realized he’d run out of his HIV meds and his viral load increased through his system. “Ah well, What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and I’m not likely to hear criticism out of you sprout.” Adam reflected looking up at his new convert. Robert looked down in a blissful state and grin, slowly his eyes turning green and casting a mirrored glow as his body succumbed quickly to the sensations of the mutated virus. Adam slowly rubbed the young man’s cheek, feeling his shaft slowly die down to where he could start to slip out. As he leaned forward, he kissed Robert deeply and felt a resembling tingle in tasting the saliva in his mouth before numbing but only briefly as he was immune of course. Robert stood up, toxic fertile cum dripping out of his hole in his easier going oaf state. He looked at the shorts he’d worn coming in and stood a bit dumbfounded wondering what he was supposed to do with them as they were tangled and practically ruined in the thorns that had snatched them. “Well, you took a long enough break jogging, if you catch up maybe you can run home quickly to avoid seeing another jogger this morning….or hopefully spot another jogger so they can try that hole out too. Just remember not to damage mother nature’s markers for these “discreet” areas to get fucked in your hunger for fun.” Robert didn’t look back at Adam as he simply started jogging back to the opening he’d come through earlier while it seemed to reactively part ways for him. Once again the glowing red embers reflected a mischievous grin on Adam’s face as he slowly rubbed his half hard cock. “Glad he takes to nature so fast!”

The best time to hit up any bathhouse that is not 24 x 7 is right before they close. Case in point, my last trip to Miami Beach December 2021. If you have not been to this little gem, it's a hotel with a small "spa" attached to the lobby. The spa has a hot tub, dry sauna, steam room, and a couple showers. On this particular night, I arrived about 90 min before closing. there were 15-20 other humans in the spa and people were 100% looking to get off before closing time. I made a beeline for the steam room where I found 8 other guys hanging out. I sat next to a gentleman who was stroking and proceeded to eye fuck him until he motioned for me to get on my knees. I took 2 big hits of poppers, offered them to him, and dropped to my knees in front of him. His cock grew quickly in my mouth, maxing out at about 7 inches and avg thickness. You'll notice I have not described myself yet. It matters not, I am just 2 holes for any top who wants to use them. The top in my mouth held my poppers under each nostril and whispered for me to take 4 hits. He must have seen that someone was about to come up behind me because no sooner than I was done inhaling I felt a hand on my ass. The guy in my mouth was now pushing my head down on his cock and the guy behind me was lining up his cock with my ass. In less time than it takes for poppers to wear off, I was being spit roasted on my knees in a steam filled room. I'd never seen the guy in my ass, but it would not have mattered. All I cared about what his cock in my hole. Other than the sounds of the three of us, the only sounds were those of muffled techno and the intermittent steam generator. The guy in my mouth told the guy in my ass to "do it" and a few seconds later he bottomed out in me. I did not feel him shoot, but I am sure he came. A few seconds later, it was over, the guy in my ass was gone and the guy in my mouth was standing up to go. I sat enjoying the come down in the heat for a moment and headed out. I encourage everyone to check that place out if they are in Miami Beach.

That is what frustrates me most about going on the sites/apps. I am pretty serious about getting fucked and taking a load. That being said, I don’t preemptively clean out every day on the off chance that I’ll find a man looking to breed me. Tops really should stop to consider why we ask for a little time before meeting. Unless they don’t expect a clean hole…

Depends on the guy and how he fingers. Some guys know how to finger your ass right to get you going, but others just seem clueless and it's either uncomfortable or just a plain waste of time.

We people, Happy New Year, hope you all got some action, as I did. Decided to stay home this New Year. New Years eve I was a busy bottom, amazing when you post an ad saying that your hole is open for use, had multiple texts and calls with guys wanting to fuck, I would reply with address and door would be open. The first guy came around 3pm a fuck n dump, but returned later that night for another session, had a group come who used me well, a couple of them would squeeze my nuts and tell me I shouldn't have these as they fucked me, hurt like hell had me crying but the reward was taking there load like a good cumdump. As the evening progressed I had guys coming and going, some staying to watch me get bred by others, my cunt was getting a work out and getting very sloppy, come the turn of the New Year had two guys both inside me 5 seconds after midnight both had blown there load in me saying you 2022 cum count is 2. My tally count for 2022 is 7 now. Taking a break today as I am still feeling full and loose. Do have a guy I am seeing tomorrow to add to my count.

Had talked to this guy multiple times about coming over and getting fucked in his sling by himself and his housemates. Saturday it happened. I walked out with 4 loads in my ass and two down my throat.

I don’t think bottoms should ever refuse a top. I was bred last week by a guy I was not attracted to at all but he wanted it so I offered it up. At the end of the day is bottoms are just a receptacle for a man’s seed.

Wednesday night a friend from HS hit me up he’s back in town and has a little get together setup abs asked me to come through. He moved to FL our senior year and haven’t seen him since which is about 6 years now. We did mess around a little back then but that was long ago now he had a gf. So showed up to the party and he opened the door. He was taller than me now stil lean and he was looking real sexy I almost forgot to say was up. Got in there was a few people we ate some good food got drunk asf went late into the night people started leaving but I was drunk drunk and he said I can sleep it off at his place. I got in his bedroom and legit passed out. Woke up the next morning and he was sleeping on the bed next to me shirtless. He had a real lean sexy body on him. I was feeling hung over but his body definitely got me wondering if he’s gotten bigger and sexier down below. I pulled the covers off and his sexy dick was laid out on his lower abs. I got hella horny instantly. We had messed before but I really wanted him. I touched his dick and he didn’t react. I reached over and got a hold of it. Slowly started stroking it. I felt his dick starting to get harder. A moment later I was holding a thick 10 inch monster in my hand. He was still a sleep or at least pretending to be. I leaned over and gave his dick a lick. There was no reaction so I began sucking the head. Slowly repositioned myself and began to slide his dick deeper into my throat. At this point I was surprised he was not awake. With his dick nice and wet I decided to climb on top and straddle him. I put his dick against my hole and pushed down on it. His thick dick piped through my hole. I felt his hands grab my hips and he thrusted his entire dick inside me in one push. I looked at him his eyes wide open and grinning. He said he knew I would end up on his dick just like back in the day. He started pumping his raw dick inside me. I was matching his strokes and we were fucking deep and hard. I couldn’t help but moan out his name. I asked him what about his girl? He said his girl not here to say anything about it. Flipped me on my back and started breeding my pussy making it talk. He making me leak precum all over my abs. He said my pussy was even better than before. Told him his dick is huge and made to breed my hole. I wrapped my legs around his waist and begged him to cum inside me. He started to fuck me hard and fast until he rammed his dick in my guts and began to unload with a loud moan. He collapsed on top of me with his dick still inside me. After a min he got up slid his dick out and told me to go get some water or something with him cause we fucking at least 3 more times that day. And we did fuck 3 more times.

Part 2 As with all of my Stories, this is fantasy, names have been changed, and any reference to a real person that has that same name in this story is just a coincidence. Robert swam up behind Jacob in the pool. The event was clothing optional. "Hi. I'm Robert." Jacob turned around. In front of him stood a 6'1" tall, 52y/o 340lbs Chub bear, with salt and pepper hair on his chest. Between his legs was a 8" uncut cock that was on it's own, just enough to make most sluts beg for it. Robert had something special though. He had a PA as well. "H-h-hi. I'm Jacob." He sputtered. "You are cute. Maybe I'll see you around later." Robert said before he swam off to the other end of the pool. "I hope so daddy." Jacob stood there in disbelief that his chub bear daddy god would say high to him. The disbelief changed to shock as he watched Robert swim up behind Jeremiah, wrap his arms around him, and give him a belly to back bearhug. Jeremiah had no idea who was behind him, but he didn't care. He was just glad that someone wanted to hug him. Jacob on the other hand was kind of pissed. Why was Robert hugging Jeremiah, and why didn't he get a hug like that? Jacob didn't realize that the seed of jealousy was all part of Robert's plan to make sure that Jacob got a Christmas gift that he could never return. Jacob was 5'9, 310lbs, and smooth. Most guys that like chubs would love Jacob but he was really only into other chubs like Jeremiah was. Hence why he always viewed Jeremiah has competition at events. Later that night, Jeremiah is in the play area. Up in the sling, lube packet on his belly. Hoping for another chub that was at least vers, if not a top, would come in and make him feel hot and bothered. Jacob walked in, saw Jeremiah, scoffed, and went and sat down on a bench. While Jacob was looking at the porn on the tv, Robert snuck in the room. He hid along the walls in the shadows. Enough light that you could see someone was there, but not who. Jacob walked over to Jeremiah, who is still in the sling and rubbed his belly. It startled Jeremiah, as he knew darn well Jacob wasn't the kind to like another chub bottom, plus all the stuff Jacob had said to him in the past made this especially out of place. Jeremiah didn't have to wait long to see what Jacob was up to. Jacob grabbed the lube, and then yanked on Jeremiah's balls. "You've been in the sling long enough, get out." Jeremiah, in pain, and not wanting to fight with Jacob decided to get out and inform someone about what had just happened. Robert had another idea though. He snuck back out in the shadows and waited for Jeremiah to exit the room. When Jeremiah made it outside, Robert stopped him. He could see the tears in Jeremiah's eyes. This year had been really hard on him. Finding out he was poz almost ended him, and now this shit with Jacob was pushing him to his limit once again. Robert took his hand and wiped the tears from his eyes. "It's ok. He's not going to hurt you anymore. You've been thru so much this year. Take a deep breath and let me deal with him, ok? Just head to the hot tub, and wait there, I'll be there in a bit. We will talk more there. Don't worry about Jacob, ok? I'll deal with him." Robert says as he pulled Jeremiah in for a hug. "Um, ok." Jeremiah said to Robert. He didn't really know who Robert was, but he was super sweet, and the piercing blue eyes, didn't hurt either. Jeremiah got his towel and started to head to the hot tub. Once he was out of sight, Robert put the "Closed for Cleaning" sign up for the playroom. He was about to make sure that Jacob had a night he would never forget....

i have found that when i shave, the odors that develop in my crotch happen sooner and are stronger. When i have hair there, it seems to wick the moisture away and i stay fresher. i'm more bottom than cock sucker, but being a cocksucker is definitely part of my bottom nature. i do not like very strong smells, but i do like something in between? Clean, but still exuding pheromones. i never was my face after sucking a Mans cock, i fucking love having the lingering scent of His cock and balls on my face. Every breath i take for hours afterward are filled with the scent of His cock and balls and it's better than poppers for me, it takes my imagination right back to me being between His legs and pleasuring Him. I also love the scent of His cum, and even piss, on my breath.

@hungry_hole - Will you please stop thread-jacking this topic? I asked that Tops only reply, because I was only looking for a Top perspective. You are a professed bottom, yet you not only answered anyway, you keep spamming the Topic with your irrelevant replies. Your opinion is neither solicited nor welcome on this particular question. As I said above, if you insist on expressing this, start your own topic.

Is your DNA in here?

My master made me service him orally several times that day, He locked me in my cage between each service and told me to rest, I would have to work in a few days. Keeling a cage on my dick so I could not cum and never touching my ass. Each time he would cum I had to swallow it and show him I had swallowed his load before being led to the cage. On the third day he told me to shower and clean because my services were needed. I began to clean myself and got excited mostly hoping that I would get the same driver and he again would fuck me so I could cum. I had dreamt of him every night since. I was crazy horny and needed to cum again. I presented myself after the shower and my master gave me my clothes. There was a jock, baseball hat and a baseball uniform. I put it on, and he told me that my john had ordered it. He called for a ride, and I was disappointed when a different driver appeared. He was older and as horny as I was, I would have let him fuck me, but he never made a move. He dropped me off at my destination and handed me an envelope, once I exited, I quickly opened it and it had an address and apartment number. I found the building and knocked on the apartment door. There was a tall attractive blond-haired guy who answered the door in shorts and a tank top, and he asked me in and took me into the living room where I found three other guys. On the sofa there was a large muscled red head who looked to be about forty years old and a skinny bald headed guy in his early thirties. Neither very attractive, the last guy was a strikingly handsome middle eastern guy one of the chairs. The Red head told me come over, I walked toward him and as I did, he stood up and towered over me. He had to be 6’4 and he told me to stop about two feet from him and to turn around. I did as I was told, and he said nice ass boy. I love baseball players. Now get over here and show me you know what you are here for. I walked another stop and then started rubbing his bulge and he pushed on my shoulders, and I was soon on my knees unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down. The guys pubes where bright red and this dick was huge even soft. I lifted it up and sucked on the head, it grew quickly and soon it was fully hard and bigger than I had taken before. I could hardly suck it. The good looking guy got up and held my had as Red told me to watch my teeth and he fucked my throat as I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I began to coke on that big dick and gag. He pulled out and let me suck the hot guy, he had a normal 8 inch dick and it seemed easy to swallow him after Red. The bald headed guy got up and began to feel my ass and slowly reached around and unbutton my pants and pulled them down exposing my ass. He began to eat my hole, which made me moan on the good looking guys dick. Red sat back down, and the hot blond pulled out his beautiful cock and pulled me off the dick I was sucking and moved me to his dick while the bald guy pressed his big dick inside me. I had not seen it, but it was thick and felt amazing. He fucked me for ten minutes and pulled out and said next. Blondie went next and he fucked me till he shot inside me and the hot good looking guy breed me and finally red. Red was so big, it hurt, and he was rough. I am sure he made me bleed, once they were done with the first round, they let me go to the bathroom and I sat on the toilet and let up the cum and it was all pink. I thought maybe I was done since my hole had been beaten up and they had all cum but when I came out Red was sitting on the sofa and motioned for me to come sit on his big dick. I went over and got up and lowered myself onto his huge dick and I felt so full. It actually felt great when I could do it slow and steady. The goof feeling only lasted for a few minute and he pulled me up a little by lifting my hops and began to fuck me hard like before. Then he pulled me to his chest and turned to the left and laid back and held me there while the good looking blond fasted a ball gag on my mouth and around my head. I had had them before but this one was huge. Then someone pressed their dick against my battered hole and after some hard pressure and lots of slaps on my ass and poppers the dick slide in slowly and I screamed into the ball gag, but it could hardly be heard. I felt like I was being split in two and then I hard the guy cum and knew it was the hot guy from the chair. When he pulled out red fucked me for a minute and then more pressure and without as much resistance this guys dick slide in and he fucked me for five minutes and shot. It was the hot blond. I could see they both got dressed and I heard them call me a fucking whore cum dump when they left. The bald guy took his time getting inside me and he kept sliding his fingers in beside red’s penis and after ten minutes and four fingers inside me stretching my hole he slide inside me, and they fucked me like that for twenty minutes and Red shot his load inside me. Baldie pulled out and so did red. They placed me on the sofa with my ass out and baldie started fingering and with four fingers and then both hands trading off and one and after ten minutes he started to press hard after stretching my hole and suddenly he shoved his hand inside me and I lost my breath and passed out from the pain and woke to him fisting me telling me what a good boy I was. It took a while, but I started to like it, and I soon came. My body shook and Red took off the ball gag while baldie continued to fist my hole and ten minutes later I came again and baldie pulled out and jacked off till he was ready to cum and shoved it inside me. He pulled out and cleaned up and left and Red took me to the shower to clean off. He fucked me again in the shower and shot inside me and then told me to grab my clothes and get dressed and go stand by the road for your ride. I am done with you! I got dressed and walked out to the road and I wanted to cry but tears would not come out. My ride arrived and it was the cab driver I liked who had fucked me. He drove me and did not say a word to a remote area and in a dark alley he stopped and come back to my door and opened it and unzipped his pants and let me suck him off. Then he fucked me like before but this time it felt amazing and he made me cum a third time and he pulled out after he shot and closed the door and did not say a word and drove me back to my owner.

Chris, part 2 In the morning, Chris and his roommate went to the gym. Matt slept in. Chris came back and got in bed with Matt. Chris’ hard cock against his ass woke Matt. Matt pushed his ass back. Chris said, “You’re a hot slut.” Chris then pushed his bare cock into Matt again. “Guess we didn’t need condoms huh?” said Chris. Matt said, “I guess not.” Chris fucked Matt for a few minutes on his side. Then Chris got Matt up doggie style and really started fucking him hard. Chris said, “I’m not the first guy to fuck you bare am I?” As he asked the question, Chris jammed his cock against Matt’s prostate. Matt moaned, bit his lip and said, “No. Other guys have fucked me bare too.” Chris said, “I’m going to cum in your ass. Other guys have cum in you right?” Matt pushes his ass back on Chris and said, “Every guy.” Chris fucks Matt harder, groans loudly and says, “Take my cum slut!” Matt and Chris showered. Chris was less romantic with Matt now, but still flirtatious. Matt felt some distance, but decided it was Chris’ natural shy disposition. The third roommate came home in the afternoon. He was indeed chubby and definitely not as attractive as the other two roommates. He was boasting of a sex party he was at last night and saying how many guys he fucked and fucked him. The chubby roommate barely noticed Matt at first. When he did, he came over and stared at him and said, “You’re a sexy twink. I’d’ve fucked you all night.” Chris said, “Hands off. Matt is mine.” Chris’ comment made Matt feel good. Now all three roommates were having breakfast. A phone rang but the boys decided to let the answering machine pick it up. As the answering machine kicks on, it’s one of the guys who the chubby roommate knows from school. Last night's party graduated to his apartment complex, which has a pool and they are going to bbq in the afternoon. Chris, his roommates, and Matt decide that is a fun way to spend Saturday afternoon. As the guys hang out, there is discussion of what to wear, Matt does not have a swimsuit, it’s still cool out why swim, etc. The tall, curly haired sexy roommate is named Todd. He is going to wear a “trash outfit” because he says all these guys are trashy – loose shorts made of old sweatpants, a speedo underneath, and a tight tank top and old running shoes. The chubby roommate is Jared. Jared is wearing a loud patterned shirt and purple shorts and purple shoes (no swimming). Chris is going to wear board style swim trunks, a tank top, and a button up shirt open. Matt doesn’t really have much to wear. Jared and Chris swimsuits do not fit Matt. Todd’s swim trunks barely stay on, but they also make Matt look like he is wearing his older brother’s clothes. It’s funny. Matt eventually decides on running shorts, a tank top, and purple briefs with white trim. The briefs will be fine if Matt decides to swim. Outfits decided, they all go to the store for alcohol and food. At the store, Todd also buys condoms and a travel lube. Chris leans in to Matt and says, “Guess we won’t be buying condoms. Get some lube though.” Matt blushes. Jared notices at check out and says to Matt, “Gave it up bare on the first date huh?” Matt blushes and says, “It just slipped in.” Jared smiles and says, “It happens. Once you take a guy’s load, no need to wrap it after that. Damage is already done right?” Matt agrees. When the guys get to the party, it is at another student apartment complex – nicer than Chris’ complex though. The party is taking place in two ground units next to each other, facing the pool. There are about 25 guests, a couple women, mostly men. The host greets them. The host says that some of Jared’s friends are in another unit upstairs resting from last night’s events. They will be down whenever. The host asks Matt’s name while ogling him. Host says, “You’re going to be popular today. New meat!” The guys laugh. Chris says, “He’s mine.” Matt kisses Chris on the cheek. A few hours later, Chris and Matt are pretty drunk and in the pool. Jared is hanging with his friends. Todd is talking to a pretty rough dude. The guy Todd is talking to has his hands all over Todd’s body. Chris and Matt are watching from the pool. Chris says, “Looks like Todd is going to get fucked.” Matt reaches for Chris’ cock and feels how hard it is. Matt says, “Looks like he isn’t the only one.” Chris says, “You are a hot slut. Let’s go find someplace more private.” Matt and Chris kiss for a minute in the pool, get out and go to one of the apartments. As they enter the one apartment, they see it is too busy. They get more drinks and then Chris goes to ask Jared if the other apartment upstairs is available. Apparently, Chris and Todd had the same idea because now, Jared, Chris, Matt, Todd and Todd’s new friend are making their way upstairs. Jared goes in, checks things out. Comes out and says, the living room is free; but the bedrooms are occupied. Jared then says, “Can I watch?” Chris pushes Jared out but Todd’s new friend says, “Let him stay.” Chris looks at Matt, who is only wearing his purple briefs with white trim, and Matt shrugs. Matt and Chris kiss. Todd and his man kiss. The foreplay is on. Matt’s briefs are the first on the floor. Todd’s speedo is off. Both Todd and Matt are giving their tops head. Chris drops his board shorts. Todd’s friend shorts and boxers hit the floor. The couples are naked now. Chris bends Matt over the edge of the couch and starts eating Matt’s ass. Todd’s friend asks if Todd cleaned out. Todd says yes and then is roughly bent over the couch facing Matt as Todd eats his ass. Matt and Todd make out as the guys eat their asses. Todd’s guy gets up, slaps his cock on Todd’s hole and says, “I gotta fuck this ass.” Todd asks Jared if he will grab the condoms and lube from downstairs. Jared obliges. His cock tenting his shorts. Matt sees how big Jared’s cock must be. Todd sees Matt’s face. Todd says, “Don’t think about it. He is a slut. Every bottom in town has given it up to Jared. Chris will never touch you again.” Chris is eating Matt’s hole so good. Matt is moaning. Jared comes back with two of his friends. He gives Todd the condoms and lube. They stay to watch. Todd’s friend bags up his cock, lubes it up and starts fucking Todd. Todd is grimacing from the pain. Matt kisses him and feels Todd’s body to make him feel good as he adjusts to his top’s cock. Chris grabs some lube from his board shorts, lubes his cock, and goes to enter Matt. One of Jared’s friends says, “Hey, where’s your condom?” Matt feels Chris’s cock pushing on his hole. The same voice says, “Do you want a condom on?” Matt says, “Fucking put it in.” To a chorus of, “Oh shit!” and “Fuck yeah!” Matt says, “That’s how I like it.” Chris says, “Fuck yeah you do. Let me fuck you raw first time we fucked didn’t you Matt?” Matt says, “Yes.” Todd is getting fucked hard now. His top is clearly turned on watching Matt get fucked bareback. Matt is kissing Todd again. Chris is fucking him hard and fast. Loving the fuck, Chris is not going to last too long. Matt can feel Chris is excited. Chris pulls out of Matt. Chris says, “I got way to close to cumming.” Todd asks, “Can I fuck you?” Matt says, “Yes.” Chris says, “With a condom though.” Todd’s new guy is a bit disappointed. He pulls out of Matt and takes off his condoms. One of Jared’s friends is on his knees sucking the guy’s dick. Todd bags his cock and tells Matt to ride it. Matt gets on Todd’s cock and it slides in easily. Matt rides the condom-covered cock in his ass. It feels wrong. Matt is working his ass hard but it just doesn’t feel right. Matt hates it when guys wear condoms to fuck him now. He knows he should use them with guys he doesn’t know, but this just isn’t comfortable. Chris and the guy who was fucking Todd are chatting. Todd’s guy is getting head from one of Jared’s friends, but he is fingering Chris’s ass and whispering in Chris ear. Chris moans from the finger in his ass. Todd’s guy kisses Chris. Matt is watching the hot scene in front of him as he rides Todd’s cock for about 5 minutes before he hears Chris say, “Matt, get on your knees.” Matt gets off Todd’s condom covered cock. Chris says, “Bend over. Ready for more raw cock?” Matt says, “Yeah.” Matt wipes his sweaty forehead and Chris says, “Say it again.” Matt arches his back, sticks out his ass and says, “I want some more raw cock.” Todd’s top steps behind Matt and pushes his long, bare cock into Matt’s ass. Matt looks back and sees Todd’s top is fucking him. He looks at Chris. Chris says, “Fuck you are of hot slut.” Todd rips off his condom, gets in front of Matt and Matt starts giving Todd a blowjob. Matt is stuffed at both ends as 4 guys watch him get fucked. Todd’s guy says, “Feels better raw doesn’t it slut?” Matt moans affirmatively around Todd’s cock. Matt feels the hands on him from Chris, Todd, Todd’s top, and hears guys saying, “oh yeah” “that is so hot” “fuck this little bitch” “slut is taking it raw”. Matt is moaning. Chris says, “what a fuckin slut. First night we chatted online, he was naked. Matt is on display now. Sweating as he is getting fucked at both ends now. Loving getting it at both ends. Chris says, “My turn again.” Todd’s top pulls out of Matt’s ass, tells Todd to bend over the couch, Chris says, “get a condom for Todd’s ass.” Todd is bend over on the couch next to Matt, both their arms leaning on the back of the couch, asses presented to the room, hard cocks on display. Matt hears, “The twink is a hot pig bottom. Look at his ass wink knowing he is getting more raw cock.” Chris says, "Ready for more raw cock Matt?” as he slides his raw cock back in Matt’s hole. Matt looks at Todd as his top’s cock is covered in a condom again. Matt wonders how that condom covered cock can feel good in Todd’s ass. One of the guys says, “Safety first. Safe fucking dick in your ass.” Todd’s face is red as the top pushes inside him. Todd kisses Matt. Matt can feel Todd is struggling to take the long cock in him. Matt whispers to Todd, “Do you want to take it raw? It felt good in me raw. No struggle.” Todd doesn’t answer Matt. He kisses Matt. A few minutes later, Matt is now sucking another guys’ cock and getting fucked raw by Chris when he hears Todd say, “I want to take it raw.” Todd’s top says, “You what?” Todd says, “I want to fucking take it raw.” Todd’s top says, “Are you sure?” Todd says, “Yeah, I want to fucking take raw cock.” Todd’s top high fives Chris, pulls out his cock. Todd says, “Get that condom off.” “Alright” says Todd’s top as he pushes back in. “Feel that raw cock in you Todd?” asks Chris. Todd says, “Yeah. Feels good.” Todd’s top says, “Feels so much better right?” Todd says, “Fuck yeah. Feels so good.” There is a lot of moaning and the tops are kissing now. Chris says, “Fuck this is so hot. I’m going to cum in this slut.” Matt says, “Do it. Cum inside me.” Todd's top says, “Look at Matt take that load Todd.” Chris groans loudly as he grabs Matt’s hips and cums deep in Matt’s ass. Matt is moaning, “Yeah, give it to me.” Chris pulls out of Matt and sits on the couch next to him. Chris and Matt kiss. The guy Matt was sucking comes behind Matt and says, “Tell me what you want.” Matt says, “Fuck me raw and cum in my ass.” The new top, one of Jared’s friends, slides in Matt’s wet ass. He fucks Matt for a few minutes. Matt is making out with Chris as he is getting fucked bare by a guy he doesn’t even know. Matt is rock hard. Matt hears Todd’s top say, “I’m going to cum bitch. Do you want my load?” Todd says yes. Matt turns his head to watch Todd take his first raw load. As Todd’s top cums inside him, the guy fucking Matt says, “I can’t hold back.” Matt feels the top cum inside him. The guy pulls out. Matt and Todd and Todd’s top all collapse on the couch. They are a sweaty mess. Everyone is really turned on. Jared’s other friend sucks Todd off. Chris has Matt sit in his lap and ride another load out of him. Chris cums in Matt’s ass again. Todd has taken his first load. Matt has three loads in his ass from 2 different guys. Everyone finds their swim trunks and heads out. They get in the pool to cool off. After 30 minutes or so, Todd and his top leave the party. Chris and Matt leave too; exhausted. Jared rides with them. Back at the apartment, Matt and Chris collapse together in Chris’s bed.

I will say as a fellow top, I am with you on this. I thoroughly enjoy a long, intense, connected session with a bottom. And there definitely are bottoms out there who are into that as well... I have fucked plenty of them. Breeding... injecting another man with your semen... is the highest form of sexual connection two men can have, which is why I think the experience deserves so much more than just stripping it down to the simplified mechanics of it. Foreplay, build up, kissing, body contact, all of that enhances the session. As a top, it turns me on that much more that I will be filling this man with my seed as it turns him on to crave receiving it. I think quickies and anon sessions just cheapens it and de-values the experience. That’s not to say that I judge bottoms who are into quickies or anonymous pump and dump sessions. It’s not my place to judge. But I often wonder... if a bottom can be quick fucked by 10 guys in a night and he is still craving more... is he actually satisfied? I find that when I have a good long connected session with a bottom, he is typically so satiated and fulfilled (as I am) when we end. All he wants to do at that point is pass out and get a great night of sleep. That’s the kind of sex I think we all deep down want but often deprive ourselves of.

Part 14 I was sitting at the table the next morning as mom was finishing up breakfast. I watched her wondering if she had any clue about my dad fucking another woman. As I was pondering this, my dad walked into the kitchen and gave my mom a big smootch on the cheek. "Morning dear." He said as he patted her on the butt. "Morning hun." She replied, patting him on his cheek. My parents have always been affectionate to each other and seemed to have a strong marriage, so it confused me even more that my dad was cheating on her. But then like Colt pointed out, who the hell was I to judge? After all, I could still feel a slight ache in my ass from Colt fucking me. "Well look what our son has on his neck, Doris." Laughed my dad. "Get lucky this weekend sport? That's my boy!" I was mortified because I had completely forgotten about the massive hickey Colt had left on my neck. My hand went up to instinctively cover it. "Now Bill, you know I don't approve of that." Said my mom. "I think it's trashy." "Oh come on." My dad replied. "Boys will be boys." "Besides," continued my mom, "with as much time as he spends with Colt, I don't even see where he has time for girls." "Maybe they found a slutty cheerleader and double teamed her." Joked my dad. "Stop it right now!" My mom demanded. "I will not stand for this kind of talk! And you're embarrassing the boy. Look, he's blushing." "Oh come on. He knows I'm just joking, don't you son?" It was true. I was blushing. But not just from the conversation. The sex talk made me think about eating my dad's cum last night, and I was getting hard. "It's ok mom." I said as I wolfed down my food. "Dad's just teasing me. But I gotta shower before I'm late." I said as I jumped up from the table. I ran upstairs and turned the shower on before checking myself in the mirror. Damn, Colt had left a huge deep purple hickey. I thought about trying to cover it up with some of mom's makeup, but realized it would be a futile effort. I would just have to deal with it. I quickly showered and headed out the door. I saw Colt almost immediately at school. He was wearing one of his thermal tops that he wore when we went hunting. I have to admit, I loved seeing him in it. The white fabric clinged to his body and accentuated every one of his muscles. "Guess I'll have to wear these for a few days." He laughed. "Well, that's what you get for being such a nasty slut!" I whispered to him. "Yea, I guess so. See ya later." He waved as he ran off to first period. The rest of the week flew by with Colt and I hooking up as much as we could. We just couldn't get enough of each other. We even managed to find an unused supply closet where could fuck each other during school. And I'll tell ya, there is nothing quite like the feeling of sitting by Colt in Trig with a freshly fucked hole full of his cum. And we both had started wearing butt plugs to keep in each other's loads during class. I would casually gyrate my ass on my seat and feel it pushing against my prostate causing my dick to leak. Life was good. Friday night found us heading back into the city for one of Colt's shows. Unbeknownst to me, it was about to become my official debut. He had snuck our football gear into a duffle bag in the back of the truck. I didn't question what was in it as I assumed it was the sex toys we had purchased. We casually hit the pipe back and forth as we traveled down the highway and were already nicely spun when we arrived at Dante's and Carlos'. "I gotta surprise for you." Colt said as he tossed the bag on the bed. "Tonight, you're going to star in your first movie." "What the fuck Colt!" I asked, shocked. "I don't know man. I don't think I can do that." "Come on baby." He said, pulling me into him and kissing me, using his seductive, persuasive voice that he knew could get me to do anything he wanted. "Do it for me. Do it for your big daddy. It'll be so hot." "But what if someone finds out?" I asked with genuine concern. "No one will find out baby." He purred. "I promise. Do you think I would have done everything I have if I was worried about someone finding out? Now here, hit this." He said as he handed me the pipe. As I hit it, he unbuckled my pants and pushed them down. "Colt, I......." My voice trailed off as I was getting lost in the T and Colt's power over me. "Shhhhhh baby." He hushed me as he pulled my shirt over my head. In no time flat he had me completely naked. "Now baby, let's get you dressed up. My mind was in a fog of drugs and lust as Colt put on my football gear. The full uniform. Pads, cleats, jock, pants, helmet, the works. Then I sat on the bed as I watched Colt strip and gear up. "You guys ready?" Asked Carlos. "Yea, were ready." Answered Colt. "Then let's begin." Said Dante. "Oh man this is going to be hot!" Carlos started filming as I watched Colt tie off my arm, swab me, and stick the needle in. After he pushed the plunger and I layed back coughing, he did the same to himself. Then he slowly removed my helmet, then his own. He stared deeply into my eyes as he leaned in and started kissing me, tenderly. We made out for a few minutes before he slowly pushed me back and unlaced my pants. Fishing my hard cock out of my jockstrap, he began slowly sucking my cock. He licked it all over before eventually deep troating it. I groaned as he worked his magic on me. After sucking me for a while, Colt stood up and untied his pants, pulling out his big cock. "Let's see what kind of mouth you got, faggot." He growled as he grabbed the back of my head pulling me into him. I instinctively opened my mouth and took him in. "Oh yeah." He moaned. "Suck my cock you cocksucking fag." He ordered me. I lost myself in the moment and really went to town on his dick. "Oh yeah, straight football boy." Colt laughed. "You ain't no straight boy. Straight boys don't suck cock like that. You're a fucking queer!" "Yes sir." I mumbled with his cock stuffed in my mouth. "Say it fag. Say your a cocksucking faggot queer!" He ordered me. Pulling me off of his cock by my hair, he shouted at me. "SAY IT!" "Yes Sir!" I panted. "I'm a cocksucking faggot queer!" "That's right you are!" He said as he spit on my face. Then he grabbed the back of my head again and rammed his huge dick all the way down my throat, holding me tight against his pubes until I ran out of air and started flailing my arms. Then he pulled out and I gasped for air as I spit up phlegm and it ran down my chin. He grabbed my hair and started to throat fuck me. And it wasn't a gentle throat fuck either, he was brutally slamming into me over and over as I choked and gagged. Eventually, he pulled himself from my throat, picked me up and threw me face down on the bed. He pulled my pants down to my ankles and smacked my bare ass a few times. "Let's see if your faggot pussy is as good as your cocksucking mouth!" He barked as he mounted me. He wrapped one of his python biceps around my neck, choking me. Then, with only spit covering his cock, he rammed it into me in one hard thrust. "Aaaaaaarrrrrrgggggg!" I screamed as my eyes filled with tears. Even though I had taken his cock many times, this was different. This was straight up rape. Dante handed Colt a popper soaked rag which he held over my nose and mouth. Soon the chemicals started doing their job and my hole loosened up a bit. But that didn't slow Colt down at all. He fucked me as hard as he could as tears flowed from my eyes. "Say you like big cock up your faggot hole, bitch. Say you love having your pussy ass queer hole raped like a little bitch. SAY IT YOU STUPID CUNT!" He shouted. "Yes Sir." I sputtered through my tears as he continued to choke me. "I love having cock up my queer hole! I love having my pussy faggot hole raped by your big cock!" "Beg me to rape you harder, faggot! DO IT! Beg for my cum in your worthless cunt!" "Please Sir!" I begged through my tears and pain. "Please rape my worthless cunt harder! Cum in my ass Sir! Cum in my worthless faggot ass!" I don't know how it was possible, but Colt managed to rape me even harder! He pounded me over and over while I continued to sob. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Colt began to huff and puff before announcing, "I'm cumming bitch! I'm cumming in your faggot queer ass!" With that he buried himself in me and held still. I could feel his cock swell and throb as he pumped his cum deep inside me. And to my shock and surprise, my own cock that only until now I realized had been hard the whole time, started shooting off, soaking my jock and the bed beneath me. Colt collapsed on my back as the last of his load slowly dribbled out of his cock and into my brutalized hole. He rolled off me, with a satisfied grin on his face. "Well, let's not let the bitch get comfortable, get up here Carlos!" He instructed the Mexican. "Let's get this cunt naked!" They stripped me of my uniform and laughed when they discovered I had shot my load from my raping. And the next thing I knew, Carlos had me on my hands and knees and he was ramming his fat Mexican cock into me. I started to moan as his was fuck wasn't as brutal as Colt's and was much more pleasurable. Colt just smiled as he patted me on the head like a dog. "That's a good boy." He praised me. "That's a good little faggot slut." I felt a deep sense of pride that I was making Colt happy. After Carlos had added his load into me, Dante moved in. I watched as he coated his dick in a coating of crystals. I anticipated the oncoming feeling of the burn with a mixture of fear and longing. My pussy was aching, but I somehow wanted it to ache more. And I wasn't disappointed. Dante sunk his big black snake into me and I hissed and moaned as my body shook from the intense burn. I instantly wrapped my arms and legs around Dante and started begging him to fuck me. "Fuck me stud! Fuck my slutty faggot pussy!" I begged him. "Give it to me. I'm a faggot bitch hole to use and fuck! Oh God, FUCK ME!" Dante started fucking me deep and hard, and I just begged for more. "I'm tired of listening to this faggots mouth." I heard Colt say as he climbed by my head. He grabbed my hair and pulled my hair back, causing my mouth to fall open. He had a straight shot right down my throat, and he took full advantage of it, burying his bone all the way down my gullet. He wrapped his hands around my throat so he could feel his big cock stretch my throat out and stroke his cock at the same time. After Dante shot his load deep inside me to join the other two, Colt returned to my ass, giving me another brutal fuck. By the end of the night I had taken 6 loads in my hungry pussy. The final shot for the camera was a close up of my red, ravaged hole as I pushed my rosebud out and it dripped cum. We decided to spend the night at Dante's and Carlos' that night in the spare room. We were still wired and horny as Colt climbed between my legs. "I got one more in me baby. Come on, let daddy in." I didn't even try to refuse as I spread my legs. This time, Colt was gentle and loving and he made love to me. "I'm so proud of you baby." He moaned into my ear as he sawed in and out of my pussy. "You did so good tonight. You made daddy very happy. Daddy loves his slutty little meth whore. I love you so much." "I love you too daddy. I always want to please you. I always want to make you happy." "You do baby, you do." He moaned as he started cumming in me. Of course, my own cock shot off at the same time.

Exactly this!!! I started hosting as a cumdump since summer, blindfolded. It is SUCH a turn on not knowing who the men are or what they look like. It brings you to your most true self and your animal senses. I work extra hard to make sure the tops are pleased and dumping their load in my ass. It feels extra amazing because that’s all that you can focus on. I can really say it is an addiction and I only crave more and more. I don’t think I can ever go back to regular (on one on) sex after that... I NEED anon loads!!

We must have just missed each other.. I was in the us air force stationed in england from 1984-1986. Had quite a few adventures in London and surrounding areas back then... Used to go to the hippodrome on tranny night and never left without a smile lol

Males need to learn to love their assholes as early as physically possible. No one can threaten you with violation once you know how good it feels to get filled. My colon was shaped just like my grandpa’s cock long before I was old enough to go hunt seed on my own.