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Was on bbrt. Saw this profile of a guy that I have an antagonistic relationship with at best. I can’t stand the way he talks to me and I am pretty sure he feels the same. We are not nice to each other at all. But it was slow tonight so I sent him a pretty shitty message and ended it with “do you want to fuck me?” I was expecting him to send back a fuck you and a laughing emoji but instead he said yes. I started thinking about how much I dislike him and how I didn’t want to be in a position with him over me. And for some reason I got super hard. Suffice it to say I went over to his place. He was acting like a jerk and being rude but then he pulled out his clock and just stared at me. I got down on my knees and started to suck him hard. Once he was stuff I took a couple more hits off my poppers than i strictly needed and got on my hands and knees on his bed. He told me to get on the floor which made me want to walk out but i did. and he proceeded to fuck me for four hours and he came a total of five times. When he was done I got up and tried to put on my clothes but he took my under wear and shoved me out of the bedroom. I got dressed in the hallway and left his place. he messaged me later that he was going to fuck me again next week. And I am going to let him. what is wrong with me?

CH3 - "The Wounded Hunter" Two loads in his hole from two stepbrothers in as many hours. Nico was aglow as he savored the whorish turn that his evening had just taken. From the pit of his stomach traveling out into his limbs, fingers, and toes radiated an energy that was electric -- almost like nervousness -- or was it? -- but also like an unfettered joy that left his joints weakened but had his heart aflame. Not even a half-hour before his second raw dicking of the evening, Nico would have sworn, unhesitatingly, that his boyfriend Omar was his first and would be his last love and the only man who Nico would ever let pleasure himself inside Nico's insides. Omar…, Nico thought. Fuck, fuck, fuck. "Omar!," Luciano shouted through the open bathroom door, his cum-soaked uncut cock and balls still protruding from the opening in his jeans. It was clear to Nico that Luciano was not listening for Omar's answer. "God, that's a silky whore hole you have, boy," Luciano admired as he reached around Nico's backside and gently started swirling two fingers against the cum-glazing on Nico's outer hole. The scent of cum wafted up from Nico's ass crack to Luciano's nostrils. Luciano reached behind himself and shut off the switch for the bathroom fan. He clearly knows Omar's bathroom, Nico thought. Omar appeared in the bathroom doorway but directed his eyes only toward his stepbrother, whose fingers were still sandwiched in Nico's cummy ass crack. "¿Acabaste?," Omar asked. Nico noted Omar's calm affect in spite of not understanding the language. "Te toca a ti," Luciano replied, releasing his hand from Nico's crack and lifting two glistening fingers right up to Nico's mouth before forcing Nico's lips open and shoving both fingers in. Not once did Luciano make eye contact with Nico. The little slut sucked greedily on Luciano's sticky digits while trying to still keep Omar's figure in his peripheral vision. Nico felt emboldened by Omar's apparent assent, though still not fully understanding why everyone seemed so relaxed given the brazen infidelity that had just taken place. Omar switched back to English. "Food's ready if you want." Nico finished cleaning Luciano's fingers. Luciano withdrew his hand and without cleaning the stepbrotherly jizz combo coating his genitals proceeded to put his manhood away and button up. After briefly wetting his fingertips at the sink, Luciano finally exited the bathroom, patting Omar on the shoulder twice as he walked by and leaving a smattering of wet spots on his shirt. After watching his stepbrother walk out into the living room, Omar turned and finally fixed his eyes on Nico's. The serious look on Omar's face was tempered by the thinnest wisp of vulnerability in his eyes. They stared back at each other. Neither spoke. Omar finally broke the silence: "I think your dad's been texting you." The banality of Omar's words were both a surprise and a relief. "Is my phone in the bedroom?" "Yes, but you're going to have to go over there and get it yourself because I need to take care of my stepbrother and Elena." Omar paused before offering, "You need anything?" "Clothes?," Nico replied, wondering why, after everything that had just transpired, it required mention. "Did you forget where you left them?," Omar shot back dryly before turning away and heading back across the living room to the kitchen. The facetiousness stung. Fuck, Nico thought to himself as he let out a sigh. He is mad. Nico waited a moment before peeking his head out of the bathroom. Still fully naked and starting to feel a little cold, Nico stepped out quietly hoping not to draw attention to himself. He could see Luciano seated at the table with his back toward the rest of the apartment, but Omar and Elena must have both been behind the partial wall that blocked Nico's full view. Hoping to delay his first encounter with Elena for as long as possible, Nico started walking across the living room toward the bedroom door, treading as lightly on his feet as possible. He avoided turning his gaze toward the kitchen and stepped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Nico grabbed his phone from the edge of the bed and clicked it on. "Just wondering if you're planning on coming home tonight or if you're staying with Omar again," his dad's first text read. And immediately following: "No pressure. Just wondering so I can plan for dinner." "sorry, dad," Nico typed quickly. "just saw ur message. staying at omar's again tonight." Almost immediately, Nico's dad replied back with the emoji of a hotel with a large pink heart on its façade followed by three drooling face emojis. ("🏩🤤🤤🤤") Nico, embarrassed, typed back, "omg! stop!" He locked his phone, tossed it back on the bed, and then grabbed his pants and shirt, leaving his underwear on the floor. Nico dressed and opened the bedroom door as he stepped back out into the living room. Luciano, Omar, and Elena were seated at the table in the kitchen conversing in Spanish. The three continued their discussion without any one of them paying Nico any mind as he approached the table -- clothed for once. Nico slid into the only remaining seat at the table, next to Omar and across from Luciano. The pressure of the chair seat against Nico's taint reawakened the delicious ache in his freshly fucked hole. His insides felt full and used. There was something both thrilling and unsettling about every single person at the table knowing exactly what kind of cheating whore Nico had just been. Here he was only six months into the longest romantic relationship of his young life, simultaneously holding both his beloved's and his beloved's stepbrother's pooled ejaculate inside of himself. Something out of the corner of Nico's eye made him feel like Elena was looking at him. As Nico turned to meet her gaze from across the table, he saw her eyes dart back to Luciano while the rest of her head remained still. The three went on conversing for bit longer, and then, with the food on each of their plates looking mostly undisturbed, Luciano stood up, saying, "Gracias por la cena, hermanito." Elena got up, too. They pushed in their chairs and gathered their things to leave. Omar stood up and joined them by the front door, while Nico stayed put, sensing with each small slight that his presence among them was merely being tolerated. As they started saying their goodbyes, Luciano called over to Nico. Nico stood up and walked over into their line of sight. His eyes met Luciano's. Luciano spoke. "Don't ever let me catch you cheating on Omar, you hear?" Nico shot a glance at Omar, who turned his head away before their eyes could meet. "I promise I won't," Nico replied. Luciano scanned Nico up and down one more time from across the room and winked. And with that, he and Elena turned and left. Omar shut the door behind the pair and turned to face Nico, looking unamused. The two stared back at each other for some time. Nico stood wide-eyed. Omar appeared stern. He pressed his lips together. Nico's hands fidgeted. Omar looked withdrawn -- even a little defeated. "Why are you still wearing clothes?," he asked Nico, almost softly and without the usual brash, selfish confidence that was Omar's calling card. Nico felt guilt, and he felt it deeply -- the way one feels when one has shattered something inestimably precious. But there was another feeling, too, that Nico couldn't quite place. Nico pulled off his shirt, and then in one swift motion hooked his two thumbs under the lining of his jeans and slid them to his ankles. Nico stood naked, his jeans and shirt again pooled on the floor of Omar's apartment as they had been just a few hours earlier -- as they had been across so many nights prior. Omar admired Nico's perky nipples and the way they draw one's attention toward his rounded shoulders and the musculature on the sides of his rib cage. Omar walked over and with his left hand gently pinched Nico's nipple while his right hand reached around in search of Nico's cummy fuckhole. As Omar's fingers gently stroked Nico's cum-soaked pussy, Omar whispered into Nico's ear: "You really are a little whore, aren't you?" Nico relaxed his hole as a peace offering to his wounded man. Omar's face shifted; his brows furrowed and his lips pursed into an 'o' as he scanned Nico's face as though looking for something specific. "Goddamn your pussy feels so used," Omar said. "You like my used pussy, daddy?" Nico arched his lower back, adjusting his pink hole upward to make it easier for Omar to reach. Omar's cock surged under his pants. The pressure of his hardening shaft pressed into Nico's lower abdomen. Omar brought up his right hand and pushed his fingers into Nico's mouth, making Nico clean up the coating of his and his stepbrother's DNA. "You smell all that cum?," Omar asked. "Yes, daddy," Nico replied. "That's the smell of you not knowing how to keep your fuckhole shut, you little whore." Omar's tone got more serious. He withdrew his hand from the boy's mouth and then spit in Nico's face. "Go grab me your phone, slut, then get back here and service my dick." Omar felt impatient. Nico complied, grabbing his phone from the dark bedroom and returning to hand it to Omar. Nico kneeled and started unzipping Omar's jeans. Omar typed in Nico's code as Nico lapped up his semi-soft beer-can cock. Hearing the phone unlock, Nico tried to remember when he'd ever even given Omar the passcode, but with his mouth now full of boyfriend-dick and given the delicacy of the situation, Nico focused on sucking his man to full erection. "Look up at me," said Omar, still staring into the phone screen. Nico looked up toward Omar's face, eyes wide, with his boyfriend's shaft disappearing into Nico's warm, wet mouth. Omar snapped a photo of Nico's cock-stuffed face. Then another. And another. Omar began typing. "Good boy," he said as an afterthought, emptily and distracted. Nico closed his eyes and let Omar focus while Nico slobbered all over Omar's now-erect cock. Nico heard the sound of several text messages being sent in succession, but the taste and smell of Omar's cock and balls kept Nico focused on his reignited lust for cum. Even though his hole still ached -- nay, *because* his hole still ached from his earlier dickings -- Nico's craving for more raw dick consumed his focus. Without saying a word, Nico gently suckled his way off Omar's cock, stood up, turned around, and guided his man's raw meaty girth to the opening of his pink, used pussy. Nico heard another noise from the phone. His loose, cummy opening swallowed Omar's cockhead easily as Nico moaned like a dick-impaled little faggot. Omar felt the swirl of cum inside Nico as it soaked his cockhead. Omar closed his eyes for a moment and felt the muscles in his neck and upper-back finally relax for the first time since his stepbrother and Elena had shown up. Omar continued holding Nico's phone in place, the camera fixed on the widest part of his cockshaft as he finally pressed all the way into Nico. "Uhhh!," Nico panted as his tender insides were penetrated for the third time that evening. "Open up that pussy for me," he ordered Nico. Nico pulled his muscled ass cheeks apart, and a strong waft of cum scent filled Omar's nostrils. Omar started sliding his raw dick in and out of Nico. The sounds from Nico's hole sounded viscous and wet. "Who'd you just let cum inside your hole, whore?" Omar sounded angry. Nico hesitated. "I said, tell the camera who you just let cum inside you, whore," Omar repeated more slowly. "Your stepbrother." Nico let out a sharp, pained moan as Omar rammed his raw dick in hard before the words had finished leaving Nico's dick-scented lips. "You didn't ask him for his HIV status, did you?," Omar continued. "No, daddy." "Did you ask my stepbrother if he has any STDs?" Nico had never heard Omar talk about infections like this during sex. Nico again hesitated. "Answer the question, fuckhole," Omar barked impatiently, again plowing his fuckshaft hard and deep into hole. Nico felt a trickle of cum slide from his hole down to his taint. "No, daddy!" Omar's pulled all the way out of Nico's hole, leaving a ring of cum froth encircling the tender, pink entrypoint to Nico's rectum. Omar slammed back into Nico, reopening him easily and bottoming out as the sound of cum bubbling from Nico's hole reminded Omar of a man's boot being pulled quickly from thick mud. The sound of cumsloppy hole dicking filled the apartment. "Speak up, boy!" Omar slapped Nico's ass with an open palm as Nico's fuckchute gurgled and spat messily. the stepbrother's cum began leaking down Nico's inner thing and dripping in a cluster on the carpet below Nico. Nico winced. "No, I don't, daddy!" "How do you know my brother didn't just pump you full of HIV?," Omar followed. Nico felt electricity coursing through his belly. "I don't, daddy!" Nico moaned like a faggot in heat as Omar's plowing continued. Omar's hips began shaking. Nico felt a warm, wet pressure squirt against his rectal wall. Nico's hard cock released a thick wad of precum onto the floor below. "Fuck it in, please, daddy!," Nico implored hungrily. "Fuuuuuuuuuck," Omar let out, unable to control his torso's convulsions as he felt his balls unload seven hefty squirts of his sperm into Nico's cum-fragrant cunt. Omar panted as his thrusting slowed. He pressed fully into Nico, bottoming out one last time, before sliding out. Omar's raw dick released and fell with a muted 'thwap' against his jean-covered thigh. Nico heard another beep from the phone. The echo of his multiple raw dickings rebounded through Nico's lower abdomen and around his pelvic floor. He savored the scent of cum wafting up from his backside as he fingered his outer hole tenderly with one hand. Omar resumed tapping on the phone, his cock still hanging from his open fly, face lit in a purplish blue by the screen's glow. Nico heard the sound of another text sending as he turned to face Omar, got to his knees, and gently wrapped his mouth around Omar's cum-frothed cock. The flavor of the stepbrothers' cum mixture bore the signature sweetness that Nico knew was Omar's, but there was another saltier flavor tempering it. There you are, Luciano, Nico thought, as he gulped gingerly, trying not to overstimulate Omar's sensitive post-sex cockhead. Omar locked Nico's phone with a click and tossed it on the couch as he placed a hand on Nico that they both knew meant Omar's cock was done. Nico pulled his mouth away but remained on his knees on the floor. Omar stuffed his cummy genitals back into his pants, zipped up, and headed to the bathroom to wash his hands. Clothes still pooled next to him, Nico leaned over and grabbed his phone from the couch nearby. Clicking it awake, he unlocked it and peered down at the screen. His text messages were open. A video had been sent from Nico's phone to an unrecognized local number. Nico scrolled up to see that Omar had also sent the shots of Nico staring deep into the camera with Omar's cock in his mouth. Nico's heart pounded and hole ached in sudden symphony. Omar had sent two messages prior, which read, "hole on loan from Daddy Lucho," preceded by, "no ?s, all loads 18yo sub." The receiving number began typing back. * * *

Matt is so horny since he left Chris’ place three days ago. Matt is online chatting with another guy on AOL. He is naked in his apartment. His cam is on. He is bent over his bed, spreading his ass. He is telling the guy he loves getting fucked. The guy is saying how hot Matt is. His tight ass is pushing back to show his hole. The dude online says he has a 9” cock. Matt can’t see it because the other guy won’t show his cam. Matt knows he shouldn’t have gotten naked and shown off without seeing the other guy as well. Matt has to let this guy fuck him too. He needs it. The guy is on the phone with Matt as Matt shows himself off on cam. Matt says, “Do you want to fuck me? I need to get fucked.” The guy is saying yes. Matt says, “Do you have a condom? We should use one.” As he says it, Matt fingers himself for the guy online. The guy says, “I might.” Matt says, “Ok. Just go slow.” Matt slips another finger in his ass. Matt moans. The guy on the phone asks where Matt lives, they are in the same area code. Matt tells him. The guy says, “I can be there in 10 minutes.” Matt says, “Do you want to come over?” The guy Matt still hasn’t seen says, “I don’t have a condom. Do you?” Matt says, “No. Do you want to come over?” The guy says, “I’ll be fucking you bareback.” Matt says, “Ok.” The guy says, “I will cum inside you.” Matt says, “Cum in me.” The guy moans loudly and is clearly cumming. The guy hangs up. Fuck. Matt is so horny. Matt needs to be fucked. He almost had some dick tonight. Matt stands up, goes to the bathroom, looks at himself. He looks worked up, a little sweaty, and sexy as fuck. He decides to go to the bars. It’s Wednesday. Drink special night at one of the older gay bars. He slips on some tight jeans, no underwear, putting his half hard dick in his pants. Matt picks a zip up hoodie, no t shirt. This is a fuck me outfit. That is what Matt wants – to be fucked. He grabs his wallet, small lube, and keys. Off to the bar. At the bar, Matt grabs a drink and looks around the room. He sees the party host who fucked him during the parade. At the bar, the party host asks Matt if he wants a refill on his drink. Matt says yes and falls into a chat with the guys. He is relaxing and having a good time, but still scanning the room for a guy to fuck him. Matt’s ass needs cock. One of the guys asks if Matt is still dating John, the guy who Matt was dating and who fucked Matt at their party. Matt says that John moved away. Matt says he is single again. The party host says, “Then who is fucking you now?” Matt is tipsy and says, “Right this minute, no one is fucking me. I’m talking to you guys.” They all chuckle. Five minutes later, Matt is behind the bar lubing the party tops cock. Party top says, “Do you have a condom?” Matt says, “You didn’t use one last time.” Matt turns around, pushes his jeans down, takes off his top and faces the wall. The party top slips his raw cock in Matt’s hungry ass. The party top is balls deep in Matt and says, “This is the second time we fucked. Both times behind a dumpster. And you are taking it raw. You must love taking raw cock. Don’t you?” Matt says, “Feels so good raw.” Raw cock buried in Matt’s ass. Matt is happy. He needs this fuck. The guy’s belly is resting on Matt’s back. Matt doesn’t care. He needs the cock. The party top says, “Tell me you want my load slut.” Matt says, “I want your load in my ass.” The party host grabs Matt’s hips and slams his cock inside. He cums in Matt’s ass. The party top pulls out. As they are getting dressed the party top chuckles and looks at their surroundings. The top says, “I guess you are literally what they mean by cum dumpster.” The top jabs his thumb toward the dumpster. They both laugh. The top says, “You are such a hot young slut.” The top goes back to the bar. Matt walks down the alley and goes to his apartment.

Went over a friends apartment for game night on Monday to relax after the first work day post the holidays. We played some video games and talked shit until his girl went out to her friends house. As soon as she was gonna I had his dick in the back of my throat. We wrestled on the living room floor taking turns and sucking each other off. He finally managed to pin me down and pushed his thick 9.5 inch black dick inside me. I let out a loud moan as he started to fuck me. After some times I rolled him over and started riding his dick feet on the ground dropping my ass on it balls deep every time. The doorbell rang and we both looked Ike’s towards the door behind us. I looked back down at him and continued to ride him. We were panting and moaning. The doorbell rang again. He said it was probably the pizza he ordered. I pulled off his dick and he went to answer the door. I chilled in the couch while he cracked the door open to take the pizza from the delivery guy. Once he closed it he threw the pizza on the table and came over lifted my legs on his shoulders and sunk his throbbing dick inside my hole again. After some time he pushed his dick inside me and began to cum. I felt his dick throb with every rope of cum he shot inside me. He chilled nude had some pizza and fucked two more times before his gf came back home after a few hours.

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?"

I see this topic went unanswered when it was posted - I also recently posted a question about speculums in the General section that got very little attention. I’m amazed that a group of men so fixated on stretching their anuses open has so little familiarity with speculums. Used with care, speculums are an excellent means of augmenting a hole-training program. That’s quite aside from their myriad potential in BDSM scening. I have a particular thing for the feel of unyielding steel applied against my body, so you might be unsurprised that I have more than one speculum. I have three, in fact, and a fourth device that isn’t technically a speculum but falls into the same category of ‘hole spreader’. Here they are: This is a true anal speculum, as in designed specifically for the anus. Some other types are actually intended for vaginal examination (all speculums are intended as medical instruments) and the vaginal ones don’t always comport as well with the anal anatomy. On this one, the action is by squeezing the grip or by turning the widening screw, then locking it in position with the set-screw (knob). The widening screw is useful for pushing your limit in fine increments once you reach a stopping point with the handle. This is a Collins speculum, one of the vaginal types, but I use it quite a lot. The action is by turn of the widening screw, and it widens remarkably. You have to use some care with it so that the tall blades don’t scrape the walls of the rectum, but it provides a significant stretch. This baaaaad boy is a Mathieus speculum. It’s the only three-prong design I’ve encountered. The action is similar to the anal speculum above, but much more reactive - you have to take it gently, because it opens quickly in response to the grip. Holes aren’t really designed to open in triangles, and you sort if have to get used to this one gradually to avoid injury. I’ve maxed out on all of these speculums - they’ve stretched me as far as they can reach, and now I mainly use them as warm-up for bigger challenges. Like this: I got this as a Christmas present for myself. Not a speculum per se, but designed specifically for stretching an anus to the o.O level. The action is by tightening the wingnuts equally on each of the six posts around the ring; the more you turn them, the closer the bar is pulled toward the ring, until it finally rests against the ring at full extension. When the bars are fully retracted, the ring is large enough to pass an average man’s hand and forearm through it. I have tried it twice now, solo, and have managed to reach the stage you see in the photo. I could go farther, but this device is, as you might imagine, somewhat awkward to use on yourself, and once you reach the point of physical distress it becomes a bit impractical. My local regular Top has expressed a keen interest in using it on me in the near future, so we’ll see how it goes with some assistance.

Part 27 - The Royal Suite Spending most of the day locked up in the royal suite Alex was not in the mood to go sightseeing but eventually relented late in the afternoon. Disguising himself so not to be recognised he spent a few hours shopping with Liam and Artem. They had an early dinner in the suite and after Alex sat curled up on the sofa watching television with Liam, the prince was noticeably in a better mood having his two friends with him. Liam looked at Artem knowing it was time to reveal things to Alex who was probably not going to be receptive to the devious plan hatched. "Artem and I are going out, Max is coming over to drop the painting off" Liam informed him. Alex stared at them both "Why, it is all screwed up between us now" he replied dismissively. Liam stood "Alex it is not over, there is something between you two and you need to tell him". "What use is that going to do?" Alex asked, "You saw how he reacted finding out who I am". "Get over yourself" Artem butted in, "Stop being miserable and fight for him" he said angrily. Alex looked at him in shock "I... err." he stuttered. Artem mimicked him "I.... err, I... err" he said, "You Alex are a catch, he is lucky you like him, fight for him!". "Bit strong Artem" Liam said but agreeing, "You both need to be alone and talk this out". Alex sat back on the sofa "And how am I suppose to do that?" he asked rebuking their words. Liam shook his head "Work on him like you did with me, it worked didn't it?" he asked. Artem chuckled unable to stop his next few words "You dirty little fuckers" he said laughing. Alex grinned looking at the look on Artem's face "You asked me to kiss you!" Alex reminded him. Artem stood up "Oh! Now you have poked the bear" he said coming around the sofa towards Alex. Alex stood up to Artem and before Liam could stop it they were on the floor partly fighting and grabbing arses, it took a moment for Liam to see that both of them were giggling between shouting profanities at each other and pinching arse cheeks harder making each other yelp in pain. Liam just waved his arm 'Get a room you two' he remarked walking to his room laughing. Artem and Liam looked at each other then stood and ran at Liam pushing him in his bedroom and flat on his back on the bed. He fought in vain trying to get the two of them off him, every time he got the upper hand one of them would launch a tickling assault bringing Liam to fits of laughter. Finally he got Artem in a body scissor and Alex made his escape leaving Artem to deal with him 'Come back here you chicken' Artem shouted at him. Giving up Artem laid there trying to prise Liam's legs off his body 'Apologise' Liam said mocking Artem, 'Okay, okay. I am sorry' he replied giggling. Liam slowly released his legs from around Artem's body then checked his watch, Max would be arriving around 8.30pm, he hurried Artem along and went to see Alex in his bedroom who was sat on his bed looking pensive. "Don't let us down Alex" Liam said walking in and sitting next to him on the bed. Alex gave a nervous smile "The butler will let him in and tell him to leave it in here" Liam said. "The painting?" Alex asked and Liam nodded, "Okay, so then what?" Alex asked looking at him. Liam smiled "Do what you do best Alex, charm the hell out of him and don't let him go". "I can not make him stay Liam, he has to be aware of what this means for him" Alex replied. Alex laid back sighing "God, if this was normal it would be so easy" he said. Liam patted his leg "Call if you need us Alex" he said standing up. It was late night opening at the gallery and Max had finished the last invoices for the previous nights showing where they had sold a record number of Asa's paintings. David had been worried about him all day as he sat there head down getting on with work, his face was etched with a sadness and he was not the Max that every one knew. Tapping away at his laptop he had tried not to check out the reviews, his boss had been overly happy all day about the success of the showing. Giving in he did a search and read through some review until he came across the picture of Asa, Alex and Lady Trasilion. He read the caption underneath 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia made a surprise appearance in support of the artist along with long standing supporter of the arts Lady Trasilion'. He closed the laptop screen in anger without even knowing why he was angry, Alex had done nothing wrong, oh wait yes he had he thought to himself turning in to anger again, Alex had hidden who he really was. On the flip side Max vaguely understood why he may have done it, no matter which way he weighed it up it came down to deceit, plain and simple. "Max I need a favour please" David called out from his office. Max walked in "Sure what is it?" he asked sitting down. "Can you take a taxi over to Claridges and drop this off at suite 201 please" David asked. Max picked up the wrapped painting "Of course David" he replied. "You can finish after you have done that Max, you did a great job with Asa's showing" David said. Max half smiled "Thank you" he said leaving the office. Max had no idea who he was delivering the painting to as the taxi weaved its way towards Mayfair and coming to a halt outside the imposing frontage of the hotel. The doorman opened the taxi door for Max who slipped out and in to the reception area checking the piece of paper again. He walked over to the concierge desk telling him he had a delivery for 201, without batting an eye the concierge informed Max that the butler was expecting him and guided him to the lift. He knew straight away standing at the doors it was no ordinary room and he pressed the doorbell. Inside Alex heard the doorbell and started telling himself to calm down slipping in to the dark bathroom breathing heavily, almost laughing at how ridiculous this whole charade was until he heard the butler talking to Max and telling him to lay it on sofa in the bedroom and unwrap it. Alex heard the door closing and knew the butler had left the suite. Max stood in the suite completely blown away by the impressive décor and space, he had been in some top suites of hotels but this was a level not even his parents could justify the price of. He strode slowly over to the bedroom doors figuring that the guests must be out for the night by how quiet it was, he opened the left door and entered noticing the sofa and went about wrapping it. His eyes opened wide seeing the Silver Lake "Wow" he said more to himself than anyone. Alex quietly moved in to the room watching Max admiring the painting "I got it for you" he said. Max spun round "Alex!" he said shocked by his appearance, "Or should I say your highness!". Alex shrugged "I deserved that" he said apologetically, "That is for you Max". Max looked at the painting "Why?" he asked pausing then turning, "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked. "It was not to lie to you Max please believe me" Alex said moving towards him. Alex stopped "I wanted some time to myself, to be myself and not the prince" he explained. "Well you fooled me completely" Max replied desperately wanting to feel Alex in his arms. Alex shook his head "It was no game Max, how I felt, what I feel, it is all real". Alex walked over and sat on the bed "I messed it up Max plain and simple". "Don't think for one minute giving me that makes up for it" Max replied still angry at him. Alex looked down at his hands "I fell in love with you on holiday Max" he admitted openly. Max was taken back by his words. "It took me a while to realise it but it happened" Alex continued. "You were so kind to me, I fell in love watching you from the balcony" Alex said. Max sat beside him on the bed "Wow Alex, I mean this is a lot to take in and process". "I get it Max" Alex said then nodded to the painting, "I brought that for you". Max shook his head "Alex I can't take it" he replied apologising. Max stood and walked over to the painting and ran his finger lightly over the canvas, the ridges from the paint under his fingers were bumpy and rough, the brush strokes clearly the work of Asa, the feeling only reminding him what going into Alex's world would be like. He couldn't deny the love he felt towards the person who stole his heart on the beach, the laughter, the playfulness, the romantic evenings. It all boiled down to a different kind of Alex he knew then and not the one that stood behind him now professing his love, never before had another man said it in such a way to him. It was tearing him apart and he desperately did not want to lose Alex again because of this, it broke him when he left Alex last time driving to the airport. No matter what ran through his head Alex had played him successfully and he couldn't straighten the mess out in his head. "Max, I just want a chance with you." Alex said putting his hand on his shoulder, "Take it slowly". Max nodded "You mean be your boyfriend?" he asked turning to look at Alex. "Yes" Alex replied, "We can do it in secret but there is a chance it will eventually get out". Max stood silently looking at him "It is just me Max, the same person on the balcony". "Well not quite" Max said stroking Alex's face, "Alex, I need time to think". Alex lowered his eyes nodding "Well I suppose that is the best I can expect right now". "No one has ever told me they loved me in such a way as you have done Alex" Max said. Alex leaned in and kissed him on the lips "I meant every word of it" Alex replied. Alex sighed "I know everything is complicated Max, but will you stay the night?" he asked. Max chuckled "Do I have to bow before I fuck you?" he asked tongue in cheek. Alex smirked at him "Who said you were going fuck me?" he asked, "I am going to fuck you!". Max kissed him on the lips delicately "Fight you for top" he said pushing Alex towards the bed. Max laughed watching Alex rip his clothes off then started doing the same then they both laughed noticing each of them were sporting erections, Max nodded 'So you were genuine then' he said pushing Alex back on the bed and jumping on to him. Alex quickly found out that Max was very strong and he soon found himself pinned underneath Max and only able to see the tattoos down his arm. Max laughing from his position above began wriggling and lifting his hips until his cock was in position then slowly he put pressure against Alex's hole, he worked at the hole until it finally gave swallowing the head of his cock. Alex tensed up moaning yet the pain was a delirious happy one, it suddenly stopped and Max kissed the side of Alex's neck then bit him tenderly a couple of times before increasing the pressure again pushing deeper inside. Alex raised his head moaning softly until he felt the full body weight of Max easing down on his back, he turned his head to look at Max who was watching him closely. Their heads moved closer and lips seamlessly parted, kissing in a passionate throw of sexual pleasure and a clear demonstration of the love that was bonding between them. His thrusts delivered slowly and purposefully, holding his cock deep inside before repeating several times. Suddenly he withdrew and roughly flipped Alex on to his back where their eyes met connecting them in a timeless moment. Max quickly pulled Alex's legs up to his shoulders and began penetrating Alex again all the time watching his facial response driving Max on. He spent several minutes fucking Alex slowly in this position before allowing his legs to rest across his thighs. Resting on his elbows inches from Alex's face he gave several harder thrusts then threw himself down kissing Alex passionately, all the time his pelvis rocked faster and faster, his balls tapping furiously against Alex's arse. Max stopped kissing and began grunting sounds as he breathed out rapidly, Alex could feel Max tensing and his hot breath flowing over his face looking each other in the eye. Alex cried out as he felt Max lock his cock in deeper, the pulsating contractions followed by the soothing and warming sensation of Max's seed flowing in to his arse. Alex wrapped his arms around his lovers body holding him close until his orgasm faded, lifting his head slightly until his lips met those of Alex who reciprocated and kissed him again. They laid in silence with just the heavy breathing filling the room with ambient sound, Alex released Max then quickly rolled him over assuming the top position and grabbing Max's beautiful light hairy legs and pushing his thighs either side to keep them aloft. Leaning forward he controlled the kissing holding Max's arms down on the bed who seemed to find it even more arousing. Max looked up at him, he looked so unassuming yet a dominant loving side was becoming very evident to Max who knew this was going to be a even matched relationship if he decided that is what he wanted. Max kissed him madly and deeply feeling Alex gyrating his hard cock against his arse, the precum already making his hole slippery, Alex pulled his pelvis up then pushed down. His aim was spot on and it delved into the warmth of Max's arse, his legs closed tightly around Alex's waist briefly, unable to moan his mouth was full of Alex's tongue kissing him madly. Alex pulled back from their kiss and pushed the entire length of his shaft deep in to Max who moaned loudly and wriggled his body in excitement, more so from the pinning of his arms to the bed the brought a wild erotic feeling being at the mercy of Alex. His hips gyrating first before moving in to a rhythmical gentle thrusting, Max was more heightened than ever still recovering from his orgasm, his own cock bouncing up and down began leaking like a faucet and he knew he was about to cum again. Alex looked down at Max and smiled seeing him staring straight back in to his eyes, his hips using a more gyrating thrust action which caused Max's legs to quiver and his back arch off the bed 'Oh fuck' he said his eyes rolling up in ecstasy feeling the pulsing of his own cock as he shot a big ribbon of seed up along his chest and splashing against his neck. His arse muscles rapidly contracted around Alex cock 'Oh wow' Alex cried ramming his cock in several times harder than ever against the tight muscles trying to break the contracting around his cock, quickly he was brought over the edge rearing up and pushing harder and erupting sending his seed in to Max. He collapsed panting hard on top of Max his hips still producing thrusts even though his orgasm was over, his hands released Max's arms and they quickly wrapped around his neck and back hugging him so close. Alex rolled on to his back laying beside Max, "Wow" Alex said grinning, "That was intense". Max turned his head to face Alex "Amazing" he replied grinning. "I made a mistake with you in Mauritius, I am so sorry" Alex said sitting up. "What do you mean?" Max asked stroking Alex's arm softly. Alex sighed "Not getting your number, not being open about me. The list goes on Max" he said. Max looked up at him "I don't suppose you would move to London?" he asked. The smiled disappeared from Alex's face "Only if I renounce the crown" he replied quietly. Max leaned up and kissed him "Come on lets enjoy the time we have right now" he said pulling Alex. The two of them kissed and giggled rolling around on the bed before slipping under the sheets, they stayed awake staring at each other and kissing until Max dropped off and Alex was not far behind. Liam and Artem returned to a very quiet royal suite, Liam walked over and listened at the door then opened it slightly and peered in. He smiled closing the door quietly and nodded at Artem who smiled in return. Max had dozed ending up having a restless night running everything through his head and what to do, nothing was making any sense and things like this only happen in films. Max fell asleep properly around 4am in a very undecided state, Alex woke just before 6am and smiled seeing Max lying next to him, he had only today left in London before departing the following day. He was so chilled out that he fell back to sleep so easily, it was very unlike him once he was awake. Artem poured two coffees and took them over to the bedroom, quietly opening the door he crept over silently placing one cup by Alex then walked around and placed the other by Max. As quiet as he was he movement brought Max out of his sleep, shocked seeing this young guy there he was trying to work out if he was dreaming. Artem smiled and walked back around the other side of the bed and slapped Alex's arse. "Ouch!" Alex cried out rolling over and giggling looking up at Artem. "Good morning your highness" Artem said bowing his head, "You will be late!" he said. Alex rolled over "Morning" he said to Max who had a worried look on his face. Max sat up in bed watching Artem, "Who is he?" he asked looking at Alex. "My valet and PA" Alex replied casually, "Annoys me, berates me, ignores me" he said laughing. Max looked at Artem "Does he have to be in here right now?" he asked sounding concerned. "Yes, sorry I forgot to mention him" Alex said sitting up next to Max. Artem bowed "Your clothes are ready your highness, I will let you two to get dressed" he said. Max watched Artem leave the room and close the "This just got so real" he quietly said. Alex put his coffee down "Max do you want to make a go of this?" he asked. Max climbed out of bed "I don't know Alex, this is all very strange". Liam came in to the bedroom "Good morning your highness, we need to be ready in thirty". "Morning Liam, thanks" Alex replied cautiously glancing at Max who looked overwhelmed. "Max do you need dropping off anywhere?" Liam asked. "Yes please I need to go home and get changed" Max replied and Artem appeared with a towel. "Max" Liam called to him, "I trust I do not need to tell you to be discreet" he said. Max nodded walking to the bathroom holding the towel, he couldn't even bring himself to look back. Right now he was like a rabbit in headlights, frozen and scared to move, the whole royal thing in the last few minutes had got so enormously real and Max was freaking out. Closing the bathroom door he leaned back against it breathing hard, he didn't even now what was going through his head it was so jumbled up in there right now. Alex looked worryingly at Liam "He never answered me" Alex said fearing he knew what was coming. Liam walked over and hugged him "There is no rush I told you that on holiday" he said. Alex didn't look so sure "This is what I am scared of, rejection because of who I am" he said. "Alex if he loves you he has to accept you irrelevant of who you are" Liam said making sense. Max stood under the warm running water holding the soap in his hands and staring at the tiled wall. This was way beyond what he expected and the unfolding knowledge of people being around Alex constantly was unsettling. It was clear this would be no ordinary relationship, then there was the whole thing with Alex's family. He had done enough research yesterday to know that Alex had an older brother who was crown prince, his parents the king and queen and his grandmother the dowager queen. Frankly it scared the hell out of him despite how much he loved Alex. He couldn't face his life being thrown in to such turmoil, did he even want to have his life changed because of this? Last night being so intimate with him had only brought that love out even stronger, he knew Alex was the person for him but he was running scared at the thought of a future unknown, a life left behind that he loved in London and couldn't be without. Max dried himself off and dressed slowly knowing that any decision was going to be hard to make. Max opened the door slowly to find Alex sitting on the bed alone. Max came out of the bathroom and sat beside him "Alex" he said quietly. He nodded already fearing the worst was coming "I get it" Alex said looking at him. Max shook his head slowly "I can't do this as much as I love you and I really do" he said. "Don't make this harder than it is Max please" Alex said wiping his eyes and standing up. "I would give this all up to be with you!" Alex stated turning to face him. "No Alex", Max replied staring up at him, "This is your life, I don't fit it" he said. Max grabbed his arm "I love you Alex, crazy as it sounds but we are simply worlds apart". A tear slipped silently down his cheek "I am only letting you go because I love you" Alex said. Alex pulled Max up and kissed him "I love you Max" he repeated, "Always will no matter what". Max welled up and choked his words out "I could never be good enough for you". "You already are Max believe me" Alex said letting go of Max. Alex walked Max over to the painting "Take the painting and go" Alex said his heart breaking. "Is that it?" Max replied looking somewhat shocked. "Max I can't stop being who I am, believe me I have tried" Alex exclaimed holding his emotions. Max half smiled "You are special Alex, in my eyes you are Alex. But your life...". Alex kissed him slowly "I can not put you through what my life entails Max". "Cautious and steady Alex, that is what I love about you" Max said wiping his eyes again. Alex nodded then smiled "Well I tried" he said defeated, "Your painting" he reminded him. Max looked at it "You seriously got this for me?" he asked, "Why?". "You told me how much you loved it" Alex replied staring at the painting. Max ran his finger over the brush strokes "Those few words and you remembered them" he said softly. Alex couldn't bear it any longer "Good bye Max" he said then quickly went to the bathroom. Max stood there watching and hearing the lock click, had this really just happened he wondered? Had he broken up with Alex before they even started? He couldn't help fearing that he was the one making the biggest mistake of his life, it didn't matter who or what Alex was, he loved him yet this life changing experience freaked the hell out of him. Max waited a few minutes then picked up the painting and opened the bedroom door walking out in to the lounge where Liam looked up from his phone. "You ready to go?" Liam asked standing up. Max turned and looked in to the bedroom then nodded "Yes, it is for the best" he said. "What happened?" Liam asked looking horrified. "Don't worry I will get a cab" Max said unable to look at Liam walking to the suite door. Liam grabbed his arm "Max wait, is that it?" he asked. "I can not do this Liam, Alex's life, his world, everything is so out of place right now" Max replied. Liam shook his head "You have to be kidding me Max?" he asked. "The pain is real Liam, but his life is not my life" Max spoke and his sincerity was clear. "So that is it?" Liam asked, "Alex is a prince and suddenly nothing is the same?". Max stared at him "I can't think clearly right now" he said, "I know I will regret this". "Max one thing you should know" Liam said standing in front of him, "He is royalty". "Yeah I know that now" Max replied quickly cutting Liam off. "Who you know is Alex, not the prince" Liam said, "You got to know the real person behind the crown". Max studied him carefully "The one who lied about who he was" he replied quietly. Liam shook his head "He never lied, or deceived you. The two of you never talked about your personal life". Max stood there in silence "Who you both were was irrelevant, you fell in love" Liam added. Max turned and opened the door "I know and that is the hardest part of it" he simply replied. Liam shook his head "You are both making a big mistake Max" he said. Max walked out the door and turned to Liam "Trust me my life is falling apart right now". Liam watched a tear run down Max's face as he closed the door. Max walked to the lift rubbing his eyes and entered it watching the door to the royal suite narrow as the lift doors close and probably shutting out Alex from his life. All the way home he felt sick like his soul had been sucked out of him. The painting being the only reminder of Alex and he couldn't figure out if he should hang it or sell it on, it could end up being a painful reminder for years to come. Max called his boss at the gallery taking the day off and took over an hour to arrive home, his parents Stephanie and Lawrence knew immediately that something was on Max's mind, failing to concentrate or pay attention to anything his parents were asking they sat there looking at him trying to figure out what had changed their son in the space of two days. "Who brought you the painting?" Lawrence his father asked curiously. Max looked at it "Alex the... a guy a met at the gallery" he responded solemnly. Stephanie sat down next to him "Is it serious?" she asked getting straight to the point. Max shrugged looking at his mother "It is complicated, sorry I can't really talk about it". Max looked at both his parents and excused himself telling them he needed to be alone. He left the house and walked to Hyde Park where he sat unable to make sense of the hell he was going through. The still but bitingly cold air numbing all the pain. Liam walked in to the bedroom looking for Alex and could hear him in the bathroom and took at seat on the bed waiting for him. Alex walked out of the bathroom dressed to find Liam sat there "What happened Alex?" he asked. "I tried" Alex said sitting next to him, "He doesn't want to be part of my life" he replied. "Fucking idiot" Liam replied getting angry, "In fact both of you are!" he added. Alex held Liam's hand "It is done. He made his decision" he said fighting back the tears. Liam hugged him "It would so easier if I wasn't who I am" Alex said softly. "Of course it would" Liam replied, "You are a great prince Alex and you will find someone". Alex sniffed "Duty before self will always be there Liam, can I chose that over love?". "Alex!" Liam was breaking inside seeing Alex so upset that he hugged him harder. Alex pulled away and stood up "I need to get today over with" he said grabbing his coat. Liam walked over to Alex and for the first time he saw a steely determination in his eyes that was frightening, it was a look that told him Max was history and he was letting go. He hugged Alex hard offering the comfort and support he knew the prince needed right now, he didn't believe for one minute that Alex was over Max. Everything came down to the dangerous game that Alex has to play keeping his identity private that fell apart around him. Liam kept Alex close during the last morning of the casual chats at the conference, his outward exterior displayed the professional part of the prince. No one knew what the prince was going through then after the closing address from Lady Trasilion he made his farewells returning to his suite at the hotel. The entire afternoon and evening Alex spent locked in the bedroom sitting on the window seat watching every one who passed by the hotel, hoping and praying that Max was going to make an appearance. Every hour falling deeper in to a sad depressed state. Liam had spent several hours on the phone to the king explaining what had happened who was insisting he bring Alex home right now. Liam thought he had persuaded the king that the prince needed some time to heal. Shut away in his bedroom Alex gave instruction he was not to be disturbed under any circumstances until the morning when they were ready to leave. The plane landed at 11pm just before night time curfew on flying hours at Heathrow, the embassy car whisked the king to central London with two police motorcyclist's clearing the way. Fortunately the king of Monrovia retained a close relationship with the British Royals who helped arrange his arrival at short notice. Artem and Liam were sat chatting when they say the flashing blue lights coming down the street. "Oh hell!" Artem exclaimed standing up, "Monrovia embassy car" he said leaning further over. Liam joined him "I think I know who is coming Artem, get dressed properly" he warned. He knew it was the king and went over to the bedroom knocking "Alex the king is here" Liam said. Alex opened the door looking at Liam "What?" he asked looking perplexed, "Why?". Alex realised that Liam must have been talking to the king that afternoon. The doors to the royal suite opened and the king strode in looking anxious. Liam and Artem both bowed but the king went straight over to Alex standing at the door wearing only a t-shirt and underwear. Alex watched and broke down immediately at the relief of seeing his father, swept up in his fathers arms and taken inside Liam closed the doors to the bedroom to give them some privacy. "He is not alright is he?" Artem asked looking at Liam. Liam put his arm around Artem "Trying to put on a brave face but he is breaking inside". "Did you know the king was coming?" Artem asked looking at Liam who shook his head. "No" Liam replied, "We talked this afternoon, he knows what Max means to his son". Artem sat on the sofa "I thought we had got over all this renouncing the crown stuff". "I don't think that will happen Artem" Liam said sitting next to him. "I hope not, I really love working with you both" Artem replied trying to smile. It was in the early hours of the morning when the king finally appeared and told Artem and Liam to get some sleep as they were leaving at 5am for the airport and the flight back to Monrovia on the royal jet. At 4.30am the entourage of hotel butlers arrived to pack all their belongings and place in to the embassy car. Alex was dressed and ready when Artem knocked and Alex opened the door, red eyes and looking tired Alex walked past Artem and sat in the lounge staring into space not wanting to engage in any conversation, the king still dressed came out of the bathroom and walked in to the lounge. Alex said good bye to the hotel manager and head concierge then climbed in to the car with his father waiting for Artem and Liam. The car pulled away from the hotel towards Heathrow to take the prince home to Monrovia. Alex slept leaning against his father for most of the flight. Refusing to eat as he had no appetite Artem went to the galley and made him a hot chocolate with loads of marshmallows just how the prince liked it. Artem place it on table in front of Alex who looked up and smiled 'Thanks Artem' he said then slowly Alex lifted the mug and smell of the chocolate hit his senses and a feint smile appeared on his face. The king smiled and nodded his thanks to Artem, it certainly meant a lot having people who knew his son inside out being around him right now. The king stood and walked towards the back of the private jet when Liam was sat and took the seat next to him. "Again I owe you a debt of thanks Liam" the king said quietly. Liam looked at the king "It is heart breaking watching him. They are so stupidly in love". "I gather" the king replied, "Alex told me what you tried to do. What next?" he asked. Liam shrugged "Give Max some time to come to terms with it then try again?" he suggested. The king studied him carefully "Agreed, one more go at this then we put it to bed". "Somehow Max will never be out of his mind" Liam said, the king knew the words were true. "In January maybe you fly over and speak to this Max" the king suggested. Liam nodded "If you wish your majesty. And don't' worry I will look after him" he said. "Thank you Liam" the king spoke with sincere gratitude, "Keep him close and busy" he added. Liam nodded and Artem reappeared as the king stood "Artem thank you so much" the king said. Artem bowed "Your majesty, it is an privilege to look after him" he expressed sincerely. Alex had never been so thankful to see the familiar buildings at Victoria airport as the plane taxied to the private terminal and the waiting royal car.

Found this app a few months ago before I had to go on a sex hiatus for a bit. It’s called “bigger blacker book” you can add partners, even “anon” guys. Just thought you guys might be interested as I know we like to count out loads given and received. [think before following links] https://apps.apple.com/us/app/bigger-blacker-book/id1342451565

I love using the Collins speculum on men who love to be stretched. The slow crank to open is hot for both the top and the bottom. The way it opens allows me to still insert my dick into his ass with it in place. Cool metal to the sides and hot flesh above and below make for a great fuck.

A Regular brings anon guest I had just taken pics of my used cumdump ass on NYE, freshly bred by the 26 year old Grindr Anon load, when my phone pinged. One of my regular married anon breeders asked, ‘Your cunt free?’. When i said yes he replied, ‘Good, cos I’ve promised your cunt to my m8, I wanna watch him load you up! This guy knows I have a strict ‘No load refused’ policy and he has turned up with other guys before. I asked what the plan was and was told to just make my cunt available as told. Apparently his m8 didn’t believe he could arrange a cunt for use on request. Sure enough 20 mins later I heard the door downstairs open. I was hooded for more anon use, cum loaded ass up in my jock and harness with the butt plug holding in the previous anon load. I heard the regular say, ‘Told ya!’, to his mate, then there was much rustling of clothes as they stripped off. I could hear the occasional slurping noise, I think they were kissing and sucking each other while I was perched there hooded, ass up. As they slurped away there were 2 sets of fingers feeling my wet cummy hole with the plug still in me. It was at this point I was totally whorred out. The regular told his m8, ‘Be my guest, he won’t mind’. The plug was pulled out and was replaced by a warm wet solid 7 inches. No lube, no build up. Just a total strangers raw dick plowing into me at the request of one of my regulars. The guest started to use my hole in front of his m8. Steady, forceful thrusts with my ass cheeks pulled apart to show me taking this strangers dick. The stranger commented to my regular, ‘His cunt is real wet, he already loaded?’ When the regular replied, he’s usually loaded’. The visitor responded with some real hard pounding and groans of approval. I could hear the squelching sound of cum with every thrust as his balls bounced against my ass. I was turned on literally having no clue who’s pounding dick this was. Like a true slut I didn’t care, much hornier that way. I was on all fours when my regular stood on the bed over me. I knew the regular guy was watching his m8s dick disappear inside me time and time again. His dick was covered in cum from my previous breeding and I was being creamed. What I didn’t know was my regular was being blown by the guy fucking me. I was only told afterwards that the sight of his m8s raw dick in me had him shooting into the visitors mouth in no time. I thought he’d wanked off over me. I felt hot spunk run down the crack of my ass. But no, he had spunked in his mouth watching me taking his m8s cummy cock. His m8 then spat the cum load over his cock as he was pounding me and fucked the whole lot into me. This in turn had the stranger ready to shoot, so he bred me with his hot load to make it 3, in front of his m8 who watched me take this strangers load like the CUMPIG he knows I am. Wow!Fucking hot and New Year’s Eve was still hours away but I had the Hatrick in me and was now ready to relax, fully bred. I was tagged LOADED SLUT by the regular as they dressed and left. I later got a message from the regular that it had been planned and I was used just how they had discussed! Mmmmmm How they left my loaded ass!

I have a young top who comes to breed me at least once a week... Always lights out anon.... Ive never seen what he looks like yet and don't mind as its what he wants...... I took his first load of this year today and fell asleep soon after for a nap.... When I woke up I pushed a plug inside me which is still up me as I type..... His load has now been in me for 12 hours and he's coming back in 2 days to give me more....... He has started to cuddle me recently when he fucks.... Perhaps he's getting attached and its a form of intimacy..... I'm letting him do what he wants at his own pace but if he wants to kiss or have something more permanent I'm open to it.... He also has said he wants other guys to breed me with him.... We're currently searching for other tops.

Part 4 Even with all the T I’d been given, my hole was resistant. T Guy kept pushing, telling me, “Open up for me cunt.” I then felt a finger shove into my hole, next to the big cock. The finger pulled my hole upward to stretch it out. “Here we go,” he said, pushing his cock into the small gap he’d made. Removing his finger, he started shoving the part of his dick head that he’d planted in me. “When I say, grab his shoulders and push down. We’re gonna get him to open up. NOW.” My shoulders were grabbed by the guy under me and pushed down. At the same, T-guy pushed in, also grabbing my shoulders to bring me down. Despite the T, the pain was intense and I let out a scream. “Yeah, faggot, scream for me. Let everyone know we’re wrecking your drugged up cunt.” When he finished degrading me, he began the forced invasion of my hole. Though in my brain it heard “cunt,” not hole. Every inch of his cock stretched me further, eliciting pleas for him to stop and pull out. He stopped his forward movement. “You really want my dick out of you?” I said I did and he responded, “Okay.” He pulled out and the other guy started to say, “what the…” Before he could finished, T-guy shoved his cock back into my stretched out cunt. The T finally took over and my cunt opened and took the thick cock and PA. This time, there was no stopping him. He had my shoulders still and kept me in place as he pushed all the way in. I groaned as he got in as far as he could. Then without knowing I was about to say it, I moaned, Oh, God. Do it. Fuck me.” He pulled his cock out to the ridge and slammed back in, making me moaned beg for it. He let go of my shoulders, as did the guy under me. “Tell us what you want. What you need.” I moaned, “fuck me, I need you to fuck me. Wreck my hole.” I heard a new voice say, “That’s fucking hot.” T-guy, responded to the new guy, “you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He leaned down as close as he could to my ear and said, loudly, “You need to get fucked? Then you do it faggot. Ride our cocks, show us how desperate you are.” He leaned back up and my need took over. I began lifting myself up and off the cocks before sliding back down. Each move took me further up their cocks and a little faster each way. “Don’t fucking waste our time.” I got his meaning. On the next lift I went all the way up, and then slammed back down. “That’s it. Good faggot. Beg for it. What do you need.” “Please, Sir, I need you both to breed my cunt. Give me your loads.” I kept up my fucking myself, once lifting all the way and slamming back down, taking them at the same time. The guy below me announced, “Fuck yeah faggot. I’m gonna breed your cunt. Make you pregnant.” Almost immediately, I felt him get even thicker as he began shooting his cum deep in my cunt. He kept thrusting, making sure every drop was in me. I felt him start to soften and tell T-guy, “ I’m coming out.” The new guy said, “Damn that was hot. Wish I could get in there.” T-guy told him, “Get naked and on the bed. On your back.” I heard clothes rustling and then movement on the bed. T-guy said, “Nice dick. You ready?” T-guy pulled out of my hole causing me to whimper and beg him to put it back in. There were no words as he lifted my right leg at the knee, pulling me off the bed. I felt the bed move as the new guy slid across to get under me. “Faggot, grab his dick and aim it to your cunt. Do not put it in you.” I was wobbly, from all the meth. I grabbed the dick and it was thick and long. I put it at my stretched cunt, and fought hard to not put it in me. “Good faggot. Follow directions and you’ll get what you want. Grab his hips.” I felt the guy take hold of hips with his big, calloused hands. This was a hard worker. “Beg him for his cock. That’s a man sized black cock.” “Please Sir, shove your big black cock in me. Please Sir.” The guy below me, still holding my hips, said, “You think you can take it faggot? Feel how big it is around? It’s even bigger in length, 11” in fact. If I put it in that faggot cunt, you don’t control what happens. I do. Is that clear boy?” “Yes, Sir. Fuck my faggot cunt.” T-guy, who’s quickly taken control of me, tells him, “Do it. Hard.” “Faggot, I’m gonna destroy your cunt.” He said this then immediately pulled me down as hard as he could. Even after taking the two big dicks, this one hurt. I screamed in pain as my hole was forced open again and my rectum was stretched even more to accommodate his thick monster. I felt his cock ram into my second hole and stop, but I knew it wasn’t all the way in. “Open that fucking hole faggot. You still got 3” to take. Get off my dick unless it goes all the way in.” I kept pressing downward but it wouldn’t go in. I knew what I had to do, and was so fucking turned on to do it. I rose up, and off his dick. I turned to where I thought T-guy was and said, without thinking, “Master, May I have more and your help?” He laughed and said, “Master? That sounds right.” There was a moment of silence, followed by another rock getting shoved as deep as could. “Now faggot, beg me for what you need me to do.” “Please Master, push me down as hard as you can so this big dick opens my hole.” Turning back in the direction of the black guy, I said, “Hard and fast?” I felt the rock burning and the feeling of wanting nothing more then my hole and that cock. I pressed the head to my cunt simply said, “Now.” I pushed down as hard as possible. Master’s hands pushed me down even harder and the black guy slammed upward. The pain was wonderful as this time my inner hole briefly fought the invasion, but was beaten by us. I groaned in pleasure as I came slamming down on the black man’s crotch. “Fuck yeah faggot, you done good. You were right Mike, this bitch is good.” “I don’t make shit up, Lamont.” I knew their names. I didn’t care. I just said, “Please, again.” I rose up to the ridge of his dick an slammed all the way down again. I then took over, fucking myself up and down, taking it all the way to the balls. After several minutes of riding his cock as hard as possible, I stopped when I was fully impaled. I leaned down, laying across his chest. Master knew what I wanted and immediately moved into place. “Hold him tight, Lamont. I’m coming in.” Lamont wrapped his arms tightly around me. “You are a freak white boy; I like that.” I only had time to say, “Thank you, Sir.,” before I felt Master’s cocky at my hole. As he began to push in, I started pushing down and back, forcing my cunt to stretch. With a lot of resistance, my hole fought a valiant fight. It lost as we worked together and I groaned as Master’a dick penetrated it. Not allowing myself to change my mind, I kept pushing down, taking Master’s cock inch by inch without stopping. “Fuck faggot, you really are a pig.” I pulled up and then slammed back down, taking both cocks as hard as I could. My hips were grabbed from behind and Sir said, “My turn.” He pulled out, all the way, before slamming back in. He did this several times until there was no resistance. A new voice, deep and with a sound of twisted pleasure, said, “Hope there’s gonna be something left for me, Mike.” The only thought that could go through my mind was that I’d been setup. I moaned in response to this thought. “Don’t worry Jack. I have something for that,” and laughed as he again rammed his dock in me, Lamont groaned and said, “I’m going to fucking nut in you faggot. You want my load? “Please, Sir. Breed my ho, breed my cunt.” With that, he pushed in as far as he could and I felt him start to spasm as he shot his load in me. “Fuck yeah faggot, take my load.” He shot for almost 30 seconds before the spasms ended. “Thank you Sir. Thank you for giving me your load.” “Oh, faggot, that’s the first of many I’m dumping in that cunt.” Master began pulling out and I whimpered. I don’t know what came next, but I could feel a new, feeling through my rectum. It was as if my cunt was vibrating from inside. I lost control and could not stop from Master’s being forced out of my hole fast and hard. “I’m gonna cum,” and I could barely finish it before my cock, still soft, erupted with a force I’d never felt before. The new guy told Master, “Quick, shove it back in and fuck him, he’s gonna enjoy this.” Whatever was happening in my cunt, was still going on as Masted rammed back in and began fucking me again. I moaned and begged, “Please, I can’t.” The new guy said, in my ear, “Ride the wave boy. Your having anal orgasms. There gonna continue, over and over, while you got his cock in you. He ain’t stopping until I tell him.” Master continued to fuck me, and like the guy said, the orgasms continued in waves. I lay there, still across Lamont’s chest, when he said, “Fuck, I can feel your cunt cumming around my dick. Keep it going and you’re gonna get me hard again.” I lost all focus on the world around me, other than words, and as intense s what was happening, I started moaning as the intensity moved from overload to extreme overload and felt great. I gave into it and just lay there, taking Master’s cock. Wave after wave continued and at the same time, I felt Lamont get hard again and start pumping in and out with Master. This only intensified the feelings in my cunt. I think I must have passed out, just after blowing another load. When I came back around, my hole was empty and I could feel residual waves, less intense then before, still going through my body. When I moved, I heard Lamont say, “Welcome back boy. How you doing.” This was a much different voice and temperament. “I…I’m… oh, fuck. That was intense.” He gently rolled me off of him and put me on my back on the bed. He reached up and pulled the blindfold off. I tried to keep my eyes closed, wanting to continue the anonymity. “It’s okay, Master said you’re ready to know what’s going on.” I gently and slowly opened my eyes, finding it hard to focus for several seconds. When my eyes could see, I saw the face, and recognized it, flinching in response. “You recognize me don’t you boy?” I nodded in response,shutting my eyes in shame.

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."

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.

Wanker’s Story pt. 2 Horvath nodded, and began unbuckling his belt. “Yeah. Just get me hard.” Sarge got down on his knees in front of Sergeant Charlie, unsnapping his pants and unzipping him while Horvath undid the buttons on his uniform top. “Come over here, Sendahl. You’re going to want to watch this.” Sarge said, pulling Horvath’s pants down and taking them off, leaving his boots on. The bulge in Sergeant Charlie’s underwear was enormous. I got down off the desk, careful to keep Sarge’s jizz inside me. I didn’t want to let it out. I went to kneel down beside Sarge. I never looked at Sarge like he’d be the type to do this, but I couldn’t argue with that feeling we shared. I understood something I could never have understood before- that brothers have a bond that goes beyond labels, outside of society’s norms. There was nothing above brotherhood, no barriers standing in the way. There was nothing wrong with anything between brothers, no weakness to be ashamed of, no limit to what I would now do for any of them. I watched Sarge rub Sergeant Charlie’s bulge. He kissed Horvath’s thigh. When he looked over at me, he smiled. “Watch this, kid.” And he peeled Horvath’s underwear down, releasing the monster inside. “Fuck. Sarge, that’s not going to fit up my ass.” I gasped. Sergeant Charlie’s cock, soft, was as big around as my wrist, and as long as Sarge’s cock was when it was hard. Sergeant Charlie didn’t shave. I’m not sure there would have been a point, as there wasn’t a beginning or end to the hair on his body. He was one solid carpet of black fur from his neck to his toes, though his ankles and feet wasn’t thick hair. Even his knees were hairy. “You’d be surprised what’ll fit up your ass, Private.” Sergeant Charlie said with an amused grin. “Look, his nuts aren’t as big as mine.” Sarge said, lifting Horvath’s heavy cock to exposed his hairy nuts, which were still sizable. He batted Horvath’s nuts like a punching bag a few times while Horvath crossed his arms and stared down. “None of that is getting my dick hard, Walters. We gonna do this? “ “Yeah, buddy. But the kid here has a trick to show you. You’re gonna love it.” Sarge pulled my head in. “Take a sniff, it seems to help you.” I leaned in and sniffed Sergeant Charlie’s nuts. There was a slight musk there, with a soothing herbal smell mixed in. I couldn’t smell any sweat, but Horvath had probably showered. Still, it was a deep, manly smell. I found I liked it too, but not near as much as Sarge’s raw, animal he-man odor. I felt Sarge’s lips next to my ear as my face was buried in Sergeant Charlie’s groin. “Show him what you did to me. He might take it easy on you if he likes it. Doubtful though, he never takes it easy on me.” I pulled my head out of his hairy nutsack and saw Sarge swallow the entire salami of Horvath’s soft dick, right to his pubes. Then I watched Sarge’s throat convulse and move. He rolled his eyes to me and indicated for me to take on Sergeant Charlie’s nuts. I took a breath. I turned my head so my chin went between Horvath’s thighs, then opened wide to let his low hangers drop into my mouth. I might be able to swallow both of them. I doubted it, but still wanted to try. I felt my lips make contact with his upper nutsack, then opened my throat, letting his balls drop through. As soon as I felt contact, I breathed deep, and clamped down to swallow. “Yeah Walters, take it deep. Keep that sweet mouth down on that hog.” Horvath started talking. “You know how- holy FUCK! “ My throat started heaving on his nuts, straining to swallow them down past my Adam’s apple. “Holy sweet fucking baby Jesus, suck those fucking marbles, FUCK!” I guess the warm, wet throat ballsack massage was a hit, but I didn’t have much attention to spare as I was trying not to choke to death on a hairy nut sandwich. When something is lodged in your throat your natural reaction is to choke it out or choke it down, and right now I was going back and forth between the two options and Horvath’s heavy cream filled nuts were the rope in my oral tug of war. I felt him press down on my mouth just like Sarge had done. Both his nuts were in my esophagus, lined up like a pinball machine, his sack hung low enough that getting both down in me was possible. I took a gamble before my breath ran out and clamped my lips down over the base of his balls and gave a giant gulp, wondering if I could get them further down. “Oooooooooooooooh…. Oh fuck. Oh God.” Horvath started moaning. And he literally shoved Sarge off his cock, which started bouncing and throbbing. It looked ridiculous watching that huge cock slime it’s way out of Sarge’s tear stained face like a baby calf being born. I had to spit his nuts out, I was about to pass out. Fuck, I can’t say what Sergeant Charlie felt, but trying to swallow two hot, fuzzy extra large plums at the same time kinda turned me on. No lie. Feeling them go down, then back up my throat, over and over again, that was insane. “Think you could swallow this monster? It’s not too much different.” Sarge said, offering Horvath’s cock to me by the base. It was a true foot long, or I’d eat my shoe. Not like Footling’s cock, which was probably close, but nowhere near this thick. I gulped. “No. It’s too big. I don’t even think my mouth opens that wide. “. I managed, almost too scared to even try. “Okay, then chest on the desk, legs spread.” Sarge said. I did exactly that, but I didn’t exactly run to get myself in position. Sarge patted me on the back. “Remember to breathe and relax. It’ll fit. And it’ll be fast.” I laid down, taking comfort in Sarge’s uniform underneath me. I saw his underwear a couple feet away. Sarge saw my look. “Here kid, I got the real thing here. Stick your head in here.” He hopped up on the desk and straddled my face. His dick was still hard. I gladly buried my face between his throbbing cock and those huge nuts. If it was possible, he smelled even better now that the remains of his fuck coated his shaved cock and nuts. Jesus! I reached out and grasped his ass cheeks to pull him into me. “Slow first, Horvath. Let him expand for a few seconds.” Sergeant Charlie just grunted. “Five days, Walters. I’m not holding back. My babies have been swimming around lost for five days in my sack. Your Private is just going to have to figure out how to take his pounding.” He said with no apology. Sarge sighed and caressed my buried head with his strong mitts. “Breathe deep, Private. It’s not going to be easy. Remember what I told you. Keep it open for him.” I did as Sarge ordered, and felt Horvath’s thick ram tube of meat push against my cum slicked hole. He didn’t stop there, didn’t pause, just kept increasing the pressure until his head split me open. “Agggghhhhhh!” I primal screamed into Sarge’s sweaty crotch. It felt like my asshole was burning with gasoline. My hips lifted, on my tip toes trying to get away from him, but I was locked into the desk. He had to be tearing me up, I had to be bleeding. I felt a tear roll down my face. “I always love that part.” Sergeant Charlie chuckled as he just kept shoving more and more of his massive forearm thick pole into me. “But the best part is what’s coming. “ With a brutal thrust he buried every last inch of that monster balls deep into my burning shitter with a sudden final violent punch. I thought I was going to throw up, pass out, and shit my internal organs out in one never ending bloody volcanic eruption . My intestines seized up, cramping in a breathtaking grip like a bear was eating me from the inside out. The hatchling from Alien was being born in my guts. This wasn’t a freight train, this was a pine tree, complete with bark and branches still attached. The sound I made when he bottomed out was a mix of a high pitched keening wail, a stupid sounding’GUH!’ and sob. I couldn’t imagine my asshole remained intact, and was probably a shredded bloody mess. I was going to die. I was pinned and couldn’t move my lower body, but my fingers put a death grip on Sarge’s ass. I know I left marks. “Fuck, Horvath, don’t kill him.” Sarge breathed. Horvath snorted. “Haven’t killed one yet. Doesn’t mean they don’t feel like I’m killing them.” He yanked his pine tree back and slammed back in, even harder. “That’s the point.” He repeated that move multiple times, and punctuated each violent jab with a word. “And.” “This.” … SLAM “Mother.” …. SLAM “Fucking.”…. SLAM “Private.” … SLAM “Needs.” …. SLAM “To.” …….….SLAM “Fucking.” …SLAM “Learn.” …SLAM After every punch, I made the same GUH followed by that wail, then a pitiful sob when I felt him withdraw for another shove. Over and over. There was no love, no brotherhood , no gentle caresses. This was pain for pain’s sake. I started to cry somewhere during it all, I don’t remember when I started. I didn’t want to, didn’t want to be a pussy, wanted to take it like a man. But when you break, you don’t get to choose. And Sergeant Charlie wanted me broken. I could feel his intent every time the head of his horse dick split me open again. I don’t remember when I started begging, sounding like a pitiful child , pleading for him to stop, but it did no good. I lost track of time, but I remember finally just going slack and dropping like a limp rag doll to the desk. Forgotten were Sarge’s mesmerizing balls, his smell that I loved. But I do remember his gentle hands stroking me, his tender murmurs of “you’re almost done, kid. It’s going to be okay. I got you, brother.” As if my complete submission was what this Hungarian animal needed, as soon as I went limp I felt his rough, calloused hands on my shoulder blades and he transferred his weight to my back, crushing me with every pound he possessed. I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t care. I wanted to die. “That’s right. There it is. This is when you surrender to your older brother, kid.” His voice opposed his movement, his violent thrusts. A gentle, understanding voice. “The rules protect you. The regulations protect your brothers, so that everyone gets home. The Army protects all of us. This feeling you’re having, when you want to give up, want to just lay down and die, this won’t be the last time you feel that. But know, and remember, that it’s your brothers, even the Charlies, who will get you out alive, who would do ANYTHING to get you home. *I* would do anything to get you home. I love you little brother.” And as he said those final words, he grunted, spasmed, and dumped his five day load 12 inches deep inside my brutalized ass. I barely felt him pull his meat out of me. My asshole felt like hamburger. I just lay there, on top of Sarge’s uniform, which felt so soft. My arms had fallen limp over his thighs. “He’s intact.” I heard Sergeant Charlie say. “Not even bleeding much at all.” I heard a belt clasping. “Focus on your training, Private. Keep the pranks for your unit and platoon. And fucking use your head next time.” With that the door opened and closed again and I knew he was gone. I didn’t want to look at him. Thank God they didn’t make me look at him. “Take your time, kid.” Sarge said. His hands constantly rubbing my head, roaming over my back, making slow paths across my skin and muscles. It felt good. It soothed me. I just relaxed for a quiet few minutes, learning how to breathe all over again, knowing my drool, snot and tears had soaked Sarge’s uniform. I hoped that was okay. His hands never stopped. Finally, I spoke. “I must have made him so angry.” Sarge let out a small laugh. “Kid, that wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t have fucked you angry. You needed a lesson, but not THAT lesson. That lesson probably would have killed you.” He explained. I discovered I liked it when he called me ‘kid’. “I’m sorry I cried, Sarge.” my weak voice trembled. I felt the tears starting again, their warm trails running over my cheek, down the side of my nose. The underside of my turned face soaked his uniform with more tears. “Shhhhhhh, Sendahl. No shame between brothers, remember? Cry if you need to. You held out longer than most. You should be proud.” He let me sob for a couple more minutes, but I reached a point where crying didn’t seem important anymore, nor laying there wallowing, with my legs still spread. That seemed like a dumb thing to do, stay in THAT position. I started to move, but Sarge held me down a bit. “Slowly, Sendahl. You don’t realize it yet, but moving is going to make it hurt all over again. Take it very slow.” He waited until I had pulled myself up onto my elbows, then he hopped down off the desk and came around to help me stand up. “Let’s get you dressed.” Sarge said. At some point he checked out my ass, and declared I was going to be fine. Sore, in pain, but fine. I wasn’t sure if I believed him. The walk back to the barracks wasn’t easy, but I managed, stopping a few times to regather my strength.

I’m not sure how often I get them… but every time I get tested I always test positive for something🤷🏻 and I get tested every 3-6 months. I guess it’s safe to say every other month or so, I catch something. That’s without mentioning the possibility of catching different strains of the same bug. Just the consequences of being a no loads refused cumdump. 😅

How does this work for you? I find planned sexual encounters to be the most fragile of commitments - they’re like baking a soufflé - the slightest jostle and they fall flat. I never put any faith in a hookup request for any later than the coming evening, even for a local regular, and even then I’ve been known to rinse out my guts only to be canceled last-minute. And anonymous? “I’ll stop by on my way home from work” practically never actually happens. What’s your secret?

For,me it’s the Collins every time….love the feeling of being gaped wide open and fucked through the the speculum too.. Great as a stretcher stage towards double fist…but deffo take great care with the blades /arms

near the Dumpster behind Lowe's in Port Charlotte, hot Latino made me feel all warm inside.

Part 3 "You've got a great ass." The guy said to Matt as they were standing in line for drinks at the club. Matt turned around and this really sexy blonde, toned guy was looking back at him. Matt blushed and smiled. "Thank you. My name is Matt. What's yours?" The blonde guy said his name was John. John then leaned in and kissed Matt. Matt kissed back and spread his lips taking John's tongue in his mouth. Matt could taste that John had been drinking. Matt thought I guess this guy has some liquid courage. Matt enjoyed making out with John. When it was their turn for drinks, Matt leaned over the bar to get tell the bartender their order. John's hand immediately went down Matt's jeans. Matt swatted at John's hands, but John found Matt's hole. He rubbed it. Matt turned around with the drinks. John removed his hand and took his cocktail. The boys moved to a spot along the wall. John said, "Thanks for the drinks. I'll get the next round." They finished their drinks and made out against the wall. The boys hands were all over each other. John and Matt were back in line for drinks and making out. Matt is hit with a piece of fruit and ice. He stops kissing. Looks at John. They look around. It's "geek chic" and a couple other guys staring at Matt and John and throwing bar fruit and ice from their drinks at them. They are both pissed. Matt thinks, "what the fuck is this about? "geek chic" won't even really talk to me, much less date me; why is this happening?" He gets his cocktail and they go talk to the guys. One guy grabs John and walks away with him. This leaves Matt with "geek chic" who turns around to get a cocktail, ignoring Matt. Matt waits for him to order and then says, "What's going on? What was that all about?" "Geek chic" says that's my best friend you are making out with. The guy he's talking to right now is his boyfriend." Matt is shocked. Matt tries to explain that he didn't know John has a boyfriend. "Geek chic" says it's a fucked up situation, but just don't make it worse, ok. Matt agrees, apologizes again and tries to hug "geek chic" who brushes him off. Matt is annoyed now. Matt takes his drink and goes to dance with his friends, telling them what happened. A few songs later, Matt feels a guy grabbing his hips to dance with him. He looks back. It's John. John leans in and kisses him. Matt forgets for a minute and dances his ass back on John. Then Matt remembers and asks John where his boyfriend is. John says, "I don't care. He's such a prude. He won't even kiss me in public." John kisses Matt again. Matt opens his lips again easily for John's tongue. They make out for awhile. Matt likes how John feels against him. John and Matt break the kiss. John leans in and says, "I hope your ass spreads as easily as your lips do." Matt laughs and says, "What makes you think I'm a bottom?" John says, "People talk." as he nods towards "geek chic." Matt is surprised. "Geek chic" and the boyfriend and another friend are standing like 2 feet away. Clearly they'd been watching the make out session and dancing. They all look pissed. Matt is embarrassed to be caught making out with John again, but also embarrassed that "geek chic" may have told John that Matt let him fuck him bareback. Matt walks away. He finds a friend in line for drinks and gives him money for 4 shots and a drink. The friend and Matt do two shots each as Matt tells the friend about John and the boyfriend. Matt doesn't mention barebacking with "geek chic" since that is way too slutty to share. The friend commiserates with Matt and advises that they just go dance and ignore John and his friends. Matt agrees, but wants to go to the bathroom first. There is a line for the bathroom - as always in this club - and Matt waits against the wall. John finds Matt again and kisses him. Matt pushes John off lightly because the situation is so annoying. Matt drinks his cocktail and says, "John this is annoying. Just go be with your boyfriend." John says, "He left me here." Matt says, "Oh I'm sorry, but don't you live in the suburbs (they had talked while they made out)," John says, "Yeah. I'll take the train home tomorrow." Matt says, "But where are you staying tonight? With "geek chic"?" John says, "Yes. Unless I get a better offer." John smiles are Matt and feels his hip. Matt looks sharply at John indicating that isn't going to happen. John gets in line with Matt for the bathroom. They keep talking. John is really sexy. Matt's resolve is weakening. John can tell Matt is going to give it up tonight. John leans in and licks Matt's neck and says, "You are so sexy." When Matt is done in the bathroom, he waits for John to finish. Matt knows he shouldn't wait for John, but he waits anyway. John comes out, sees Matt waiting and kisses him. He leans in and grabs Matt's ass. John says, "Let's go to your place." Matt agrees. On the way out of the bar, Matt grabs condoms from the free jar and some lube packets. John smiles at Matt when we sees Matt grab the condoms and lube, "Are we using those tonight? Are you going to spread your ass for me?" Matt blushes, "Maybe." John kisses him. Back at Matt's apartment, the guys are naked fast. They get in the shower to clean off the club smells. John and Matt are kissing and making out. John's got a couple fingers in Matt already. John turns Matt to the wall and starts to eat Matt's hole. After the fingers, John's tongue feels soft and amazing. Matt is moaning. Matt says, "Let's dry off and go to my bed." They do. Matt grabs lube and condoms from his jeans and throws them on the bed. John puts Matt on his back, bends back his legs and starts eating Matt's ass again. Matt is loving every minute of this. It's been about a week since Bill fucked him. Matt is craving cock. John's cock is big. Almost 9" as Matt estimates because he couldn't get it all in his mouth earlier. John comes off Matt's ass and climbs up so his body is between Matt's legs, cock resting by his hole and John kisses Matt. John says, "Are you going to let me fuck you?" Involuntarily Matt spreads his legs wider at the question and says, "yes." John says, "You spread your legs and lips easily enough, now spread your ass for me." Matt reaches down and gets the lube and condom, hands them to John, and then reaches for his ass and spreads his cheeks. John opens the lube and puts some on Matt's ass, fingering some into Matt. Matt closes his eyes. John says, "Can I fuck you bareback for a bit? Just for a bit. I want to try it and you look so sexy." Matt's eyes pop open as he looks at John searchingly, wondering if "geek chic" told this secret too. John is lubing his large cock and looking at Matt. Matt has not said anything. He's just looking at John lubing his cock. John leans forward and kisses Matt. He puts the condom in Matt's hand. John lines his cock up to Matt's willing hole and pushes in the tip. Matt winces at John's size. John's face makes an "O" and he says, "Fuck your ass is so warm." John then says, "Just tell me when you want me to wear the rubber. I'll pull out and wrap up." John pushes more of his cock into Matt. Matt relaxes as this big cock invades his ass. Soon Matt feels John's balls on his ass. John is all the way inside him. Matt loves feeling this full. It barely hurts. Matt has taken big cocks before but the friction was always too much. John's cock feels so smooth. John starts fucking Matt. Matt is kissing John as John fucks him. He is holding John's ass with one hand and the condom with the other. Matt feels the length pulling out of his ass and returning with a shove, hitting his prostate. The boys are moaning in each others mouths. Matt drops the condom and puts his other hand on John's back. Matt feels the taut muscles in John's back as he is getting fucked. John and Matt fuck this way for awhile. John pulls out all the way, puts more lube on his cock, and tells Matt to get up doggie. Matt does. Matt sees the condoms on his bed, on his nightstand and on the floor. None of the condoms are on John's cock as Matt feels it slide back inside him. Matt moans and says, "You feel so good inside me." John says, "Your ass is amazing. I trying so hard not to cum too soon." Matt looks back at John as he says this, thinking maybe I should ask him to wear a condom now. He picks a condom off the bed. As he does, John hits Matt's prostate again, a moan escapes Matt's mouth and John kisses him deeply. The boys fuck this way for a few more minutes. John says, "I can't hold out much longer. I'm going to cum in your ass." Matt says, "Fucking cum in my ass." John explodes inside Matt. His fucking gets slower. The tight muscles relax and John slides out of Matt. 20 minutes later, Matt is riding John's cock again with John on his back. Matt is taking it bareback again. Matt is moaning like a slut. John says, "You like taking raw cock in your ass huh?" Matt says, "Fuck yeah. It feels so much better." John says, "Damn right it does." Matt is close. He's stroking his cock as he is riding John. John says, "Don't cum until I'm ready. I want you to cum on me while you beg me to cum inside you." Matt bites his lip and slows down his jerking. He works his ass muscles on John's cock. Matt asks, "Are you close?" John says, "Yeah. Tell me what you want." Matt says, "I want you to cum inside. While I'm riding your big bare cock. I want you to breed my ass." As Matt says this his cock jerks and he starts to cum. John grabs Matt's hips and thrusts up just as Matt's insides spasm on John's bare cock. John shoots another load into Matt. 45 minutes later John is shooting another load into Matt. At 4 am and 7am, Matt is taking more loads from John. At 11am, Matt wakes up. John is gone. He left a note. "You are a sexy fuck."

Have you ever been raped? I did when I was 28 years old. I was sitting late at night, in the company of three friends, in a remote cafe in a famous tourist town. I was dressed in shorts and a plain cotton T-shirt. There were four men sitting at the next table, obviously bandits in appearance and demeanor. I noticed that they were undressing me, but as there were people in the cafe, I did not expect any problems. Then one of them got up and just grabbed me and dragged me to the juke box, where the other two grabbed me and picked me up on it. With strong moves, they tore my shorts and T-shirt and I was completely naked. The two who held me on the jukebox lifted and spread my legs, and the third pushed his dick hard and without any preparation straight into my asshole. I felt a strong pain, as if it would tear me apart. Luckily he ejaculated quickly into me and his cum and asshole water eased the pain. The others fucked me one by one and ejaculated into me, and each subsequent penetration was more comfortable, because I relaxed a little, and my ass was getting better lubricated. No one dared to help me during the rape because the men were strong and dangerous. When everyone was satisfied, they left laughing, leaving me completely naked, without clothes in the cafe. Luckily, one waiter lent me his shorts and T-shirt, so I could go back to camp, where I was staying with friends, who felt very uncomfortable because they didn’t dare help me. The experience was quite embarrassing, due to the helplessness I felt as they held me and did with me what they wanted. It’s always been easy for me to let someone fuck me, I was often fucked on the gang bang by people I didn’t even see who they were, but it was non-violent. This was quite different and also very painful during the first penetration of my ass.

This is another question directed specifically at Tops - bottoms, my sweet boys, you can’t answer this because you don’t have a Top brain, so please don’t try. This week, in the afterglow of the nuclear blast that is the fucking that I receive from my local Top, we were lying on the bed (he relaxing, me a quivering wad of creamed flesh) and he commented, ”The big thing among Tops is fucking another Top. Not a vers bottom, but a real Top who usually doesn’t take it. To get in there with him, and see which one of us gets the upper hand - that really gets me going, when I’ve conquered him and sink it in.” ”Because bottoms are too readily conquered?” I asked, very much conquered. ”Yeah. I love bottoms, but Tops are a challenge.” Tops - what do you say to this? Is this true among Tops generally, or is it just something particular to my local Top’s interest? Kink.com devoted a whole site to men basically competing to see who gets to fuck the loser, so there has to be a market for seeing it, but I’m interested in knowing if this air of competitiveness or challenge exists among Tops. It wouldn’t surprise me if it did - a competitive aspect pervades men’s lives in many spheres, business, sports, even who keeps the yard looking better or the car looking sharper. My grandfather and his neighbor had a legendary rivalry over home-grown tomatoes that lasted til the day they died. Talk about getting your cherry…just try laying a finger on Papaw’s prize tomato. But I digress. Tops, I await your views.

***UPDATE*** Apparently the video comes from the twitter account @/BreedLACumHole He went private after the video content went viral. Seems like the typical LA/ La Brea Inn cumdump. Surely he’ll unprivate soon enough.

loving the dynamic of this!

“The opposite of love is not hate. It’s indifference.” – Elie Wiesel Clearly, something about this man captivates you, grabs hold of you, doesn’t let go. You say you can’t stand the way he talks to you - what does he say that offends you, and why does it bother you? Can you think of things about him that you would otherwise find attractive were it not for the things he says? Is it possible that your annoyance arises from some frustration that results when an unconscious attraction clashes with a negative response to his behavior? I’m just throwing stuff at the wall here. Only you can tell if anything sticks, and you may decide you’re not even interested in knowing why you feel the way you do, but you are here questioning yourself, so… Sometimes interpersonal attraction occurs strongly on a biochemical level that has nothing to do with conscious perception. Whole television series have been built around this premise and the damn near unbearable tension that ensues as viewers watch and wonder when the two main characters are ever going to just break down and fuck. You, apparently, have cut to the chase, but the tension remains unresolved. Tune in next week.

I love hate fucking guys. One relationship I was in which I started to get annoyed with the guy I could only stay interested by imagining I was punching him in the back of the head and strangling as I fucked him. That did the trick. Nothing wrong with you. Hate is passionate, so is fucking.

Have done something Similar, the guy is a complete ass hole but love his hard dick n load in me!

Yes, please finish this story!

More please! Fuck, I love how this is going!

I got them to also double as a way to deliver piss inside---before I realized I could piss hard.

Ground floor apartment with easy street access. Ass up face down … something g about random strangers coming and going

If u suck more ull discover differences

It was still early in the night. Brandon would not be home for many more hours. Tyler laid in bed after his massive orgasm, his chest still heaving, his ribs slightly around his torso. He knew he was hot. He knew he was magnificent. As always the guilt was consuming, overwhelming, and destructive. The confusion of wanting to touch himself or open his legs up again to another man, was just indescribable. Couple that with his deep regrets towards what he was doing behind Brandon’s back, and the entire situation was practically disturbed. As the waves of guilt moved over him he felt his dick getting hard again and looking down, there between his boney hips, his dick was leaking precum. He had to stop it. He had had his fun, this had to be stopped. He had to go back to being loyal to Brandon, he had to go back to a normal life. His brain kept repeating these thoughts over and over, like on autopilot. It was almost as if his brain was setting himself to fail, juxtaposing the good side against the bad side. The more his brain thought of putting this behind him, the more he was getting turned on by thinking of falling more into it. He wanted to transcend again. Something about his father watching him was making him so disgusted he wanted to touch himself. But touching himself in the real world wasn’t going to fix the issue. He wanted to transcend, but he was stuck. Like a dam bursting, his brain snapped. Grabbing his phone he started setting up profiles and taking pictures for every cruising site and app he could find. Within a half hour his photo approvals had all come in. His profiles were simple. He knew he wasn’t the only cumdump out there, but he made it clear it wanted to be the most monstrous. And, for good measure, he said he was cheating on his boyfriend. His horniness had full control at this point. The guilt was still there, but it was driving this mentality. It was like a drug. It was accelerating the process. Multiple chats opened up. He wasn’t the only hot boy cruising, but from what he saw, he was the only super skinny smooth twink type ready to be a goddamn bareback cum dump. Men were asking him what he was into and he just continue to copy the same reply into each chat. He provided his address and it stated “Come before 3:30AM or don’t come at all”. 15 minutes later a knock at the door and it opened. Tyler was ass up on the bed, nothing on at all. He heard a grunt from what sounded like an older man, just based off the voice. “What a beautiful little faggot”, the man grunted again. Tyler just swayed his ass back and forth enticing the man. This was it. There was no turning back. He felt the man touching, no, caressing his skin like he was a trophy. The man was shaking. Tyler knew he was a prize, and the man was probably thinking he was dreaming just touching him. “Do we need to go over any ground rules or you wanna know my status or anything…” the man began to say. Tyler reached back and lined the man’s dick up to his already puffy hole and slide him right in. The deed was done. Stars flew past Tylers eyes, a million psychedelic colors flooded his vision. The pleasure couldn’t be described. The man’s dick wasn’t especially large, the pleasure wasn’t coming from the sex, it was coming from the act. Random, anonymous, unprotected, dangerous, risky sex. The man grabbed Tyler’s shoulders and began fucking him with force. “Moan for me whore, moan for me better than you do your goddamn boyfriend” The man pounded harder and harder. Tyler could feel his hairy belly jiggling as it slapped the small of his back, and he found that hot. Another milestone. Not only was he having anonymous raw sex, but now with no care as to how the man looked. He could tell the guy was fat, but he was incredibly turned on that he was letting him inside him. Tyler grinned thinking that he didn’t allow him to tell him his status. Then he became horrified, but again the guilt and the lust won over and he moved his tiny hips faster to keep up with the sicko fucking him. Door opened again, and he heard multiple footsteps enter. 2, no, 4, no wait, that sounded like 5 different men. He heard their clothes dropping to the floor as they clamored to get to his mouth with their dicks. The first dick in his mouth was pretty flacid. He looked up to see man who had to be no less than 70 years old. This immediately shook him for a moment, pulling him out of the horniness. This guy was a grandpa, was he really that fucked up. Then the wave came, and the wave was undeniable. Every single inch of his body became tingling with pleasure and as he looked at the wrinkled man, his dick became so incredibly hard and pre cum shot out of it. And Tyler sucked. He sucked that dick like he was going to marry him, like he loved him with every fiber of his being. Balance himself on one hand he brought the other up to touch that wrinkled old body. His dick pulsed in pleasure, his head was beginning to spin more and more. He was close to transcending again, but now he wanted to stay here and feel how disgusting he was. By this point Tyler’s body was being groped and caressed. He was surrounded by six men, one inside him of course. The squishing and spurting sounds from his fucking wet ass as the first man was ramping up his speed to cum turned him on more. An extremely aggressive man pushed the grandpa out of the way and slammed his big dick into Tyler’s through. He held Tyler’s head in place has he forced Tyler to deepthroat his giant rod deeper than Tyler had ever sucked. Tyler upchucked copious amounts of phlegm all over his mouth and the mans dick when he got a breather, and the man slammed even harder back into him. Tyler thought his next was going to break. Again he upchucked more phlegm and the man started smacking him a across the face. These weren’t normal sex hits, these were, ‘take my anger out on you with every force of my being hits”. Tyler’s had was slamming from side to side so fast he though his had was going to fall off. Then the slapping stopped. Slammed into his mouth again was the big dick, just as the first man was howling as he was blowing his load into Tyler. The grandpa bent towards Tyler’s ear, and while Tyler was still barely breathing from having a dick halfway down his throat, the man whispiered “Such a horrific yet beautiful thing you are doing for yourself, as you destroy your life and your relationship,” Tyler could practically hear the man grinning as he tongued Tyler’s ear. “I loved the lust you showed when you touched me. You are a truly sick boy, and I will do anything for truly sick boys.” The dick pulled out of Tyler’s mouth, and despite the goop dripping off his face, the old man leaned in and kissed him. Tyler kissed him back, but he didn’t just kiss him. He kissed him harder than Brandon, Adam, or even Jax. For a moment, time stopped. The man’s words had started and explosion in Tyler’s dick that he could not stop. Everything happened in slow motion. He felt the fire shooting up his shaft and he pushed harder and more desperately to tongue the depths of this faggot grandpa’s mouth. As he was about to cum, Tyler was able to come back to the current moment, and asked “How old are you sir?” “79 you wasteland slut,” The old man smiled, “And I am going to get you pregnant now”. As the man pulled away Tyle saw that his sagging skin had a tramp stamp. An old fuck with a wrinkled tattoo, that turned him on. When it came into view more, he say the biohazard symbol. Tyler felt the old man enter him and the room started to go dark. In the corner of the bed he saw Jax, who had appeared out of nowhere. Tyler knew he was about to transcend without his own control, and yet he was dying to be turned over on his back to make love to this new found grandpa and live up to the sicko that the man called him. Before he could think anymore he fell away from his body, as he ascended into the heavens or hells, not that he knew which, Jax was right beside him. The scene this time was black and white, himself included, he could not see any colors. Within an inch of him this time, stood his naked father and Tyler was also beautifully nude. His father began to touch his perfect body out of impulse. Jax sat in the corner with the most evil grin on his face Tyler had ever seen. “You like it,” Jax said seductively. Tyler couldn’t speak. The feelings were overwhelming. His own dad caressing him like a prize, Tyler couldn’t help but start shaking in delight. Dad began to kiss his neck, Tyler’s dick dripping huge amounts of precum, letting it all happen to him, giving in to nasty desire, sin, and hell. Tyler’s hand was caressing his dad’s massive cock, and Tyler began to faintly, very faintly, since he was so in ecstasy, mouth the words “Fuck me…..fuck me”. “Im not just going to fuck you sick boy,” Dad said, “I’m going to get you pregnant”. They exploded into a heavy embrace, their mouths insanely smashing together. Tyler’s hips were gyrating against that strong hairy body. Laying on his back, Tyler pulled his legs up, showing his smooth pussy, and as he curled his tiny toes on this size 8 feet, he whispered “Fuck me with the dick that created me”. Dad rammed into him, but they again exploded together. Tyler’s cock was having an orgasm where he kept shooting out thick loads of cum between their sweaty bodies, they were grabbing each other everywhere in such extreme lust that they looked like drug addicts. Tyler’s eyes had fully rolled back into his head, all his dad could see was white. The ramming felt like it was going to shake Tyler apart, the sweat was so intense, it looked like the two had just gotten out of the shower. “Yes…..” Jax sneered, “Yes you are fucking sick Tyler Tyler was in such a daze he was just acting instinctually and he was just mouthing, “marry me, marry me, marry me” over and over. His father began to convulse so heavily that Tyler began to snap out of his confusion as he knew what was about to happen. And he craved it. “And that will fuck you up long enough!” Jax all of sudden cried out. Snapping his fingers, Tyler fell away from the scene. Before his dad’s orgasm, before the sickest act, before they began one, Tyler screamed in horror as he watched himself get further from the scene, as he fell back into his body. The old man was fucking him like no 79 year old should have the stamina to do. Two dicks were shoved in Tyler’s mouth and he was still being groped like a trophy. “Sir tell me your name…” Tyler begged. The old man looked into Tyler’s eye, “Mack”, he stated plainly. Then he began to kiss Tyler with the fire of the sick old fuck that he was. And Tyler reciprocated. He heard utterances from the men surrounding him that he was one hell of a fucked up piece of shit, and this only made Tyler’s dick harder. Tyler was making out and making love to Mack as he rammed Tyler’s loose hole like he was making love to his dad in the transcendence. There was no difference. Truly the least attractive man there as the one that had Tyler feeling like he was in heaven. Mack leaned in to Tyler’s ear whispering to him “You know its only going go get more fucked up and twisted from here”. Mack was shaking, and Tyler knew the orgasm was close. He tried to clench his hole as much as possible to give Mack pleasure. His hands slide up and down Mack’s shriveled old body and Tyler continued to experience the most amazing sensations he had ever felt. “Time to become what you know you are meant to be,” Mack yelled, as his head reared back and Tyler’s vision went pure red.

I had a guy piss inside me then add his load to the several inside me, then made me suck him just after he shot his load. It was so tasty, that he kept ramming his cock back inside and feeding me more of the cum/piss. loved it

Fuck yeah what a hot start!

great start!

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!

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

During a recent lunchtime visit to Spartacus Lounge (a local cruise club), I was surprised at how busy the place was - an extended COVID lock-down seemed to have killed the business ... when I'd previously been post lock-down, there wasn’t much going on. This time there was lots of action - one beefy Asian guy winked at me and went into the GH’s … so I went next door. He sucked me, but I wasn’t there for oral … and several repeated pumps of his mouth didn’t seem to give him the hint that his ass was what I wanted … so back to cruising. I then saw an Eurasian guy with curly long hair … we cruised each other but he walked on. A while later I was back in the GH’s when I someone enter the next GH and switch on the light: it was the curly-haired guy. He was focused on the GH on the other side, so I watched him blow the guy (fairly briefly, then drop his pants and slide down on the other guys raw cock. A total BB slut - perfect! I watched him get pounded for a while … I don’t know if the guy came inside him, but he pulled up his pants and left. Forward a little while later I was standing outside the GH’s and curly walked past, gave me “the look” and went into a GH. So I went right in next door. He immediately started sucking me, but so he knew what I was after, I pumped his mouth. He duly stopped sucking, pulled down his pants and backed-up onto my raw cock. Almost the perfect BB cruise-club experience … I fucked him for a while and then dumped my load inside him. When I pulled out, he whispered through he GH that he wanted to come into my cubicle … so of course I let him. Once we were both inside my cubicle, he immediately presented his raw ass with a “fuck me” … so I slid into his sloppy hole and pumped away. As we were fucking, someone else slid their hard cock through from the next door GH … which he started wanking. I eventually felt a load building and asked where he wanted it (it was always going up his ass, but its hot to hear the bottom ask for it) and I got the “cum inside me” response. I blew my second load inside his hot hole … and then watched as he slide off my cock and then backed up onto the anon raw cock that had come through the GH. I watched for a while we he got fucked by a third cock … curly was just a total bottom BB slut, one that wanted cock and cum inside his Asian hole. In other words, my perfect match 🙂 A super hot return to form for Spartacus and a most excellent way to spend a lunchtime!

Only went there once during my one visit to San Francisco but had a great time. Was way back in the 90's. Remember meeting a super hot Aussie that I found incredibly attractive.

Here's a few more for your wanking enjoyment: In bath stall, POV from underneath, with cute fucker smiling after pull-out: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/fuck-my-hart-10956261 Face down / ass up dump n go 4 scruffy glasses hoodie guy: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/married-cock-knocks-me-up-xhI6ZpN bbmarriedtop has several vids of him just fucking bare ass up, like this bearded blindfolded guy: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/married-top-provides-10th-load-for-bareback-cumdump-bottom-xhvuMWE This beefy Aussie was a classic on that-platform-that-shan't-be-namde, and here he verbally encourages a breeder in the garage: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/aussiebeef-gets-fucked-xhKE5fY Another classic, the Gloryhole "gal" milking a Fast n Furious college studs load with "her" ass: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/gloryhole-xh9ohxs Enjoy 😁

I'm proud to be a cumdump slutbitch toilet pig for any man who wants to fuck me. With condom/without condom doesn't matter. If he cums in a condom, I ask him to finger it into me, or feed it to me. I've stopped saying no to any men (earlier I used to refuse safe-sex tops), but no more. Anyone and everyone is welcome, regardless of looks, social class, age, drug/disease status, ex con, businessmen, construction workers, homeless guys. I don't even ask for a face pic if I'm chatting on Grindr.

The true pleasure of sodomy and the pleasure of fucking and fisting. Have to say I have lost count. I used to try to maintain count of cocks and loads and ffists, especially at sleazy sex club nights but enthusiasm for more meant I lost count in the mid 20's per night an the night was still less than half way. Its all about sexual freedom and most certainly in the thousands. The first time I was actually aware of the multiple numbers was when asked as a teen at the sexual health clinic how many partners etc. 😉

I let a fat stinky quadriplegic nut in my ass. I had to back into him Cuz his wheelchair

Love it a guy is all too eager to ditch the condom and do me raw. They almost always come back for more as they get a taste for it.

Just a tip: Always use your palm, thumb or forearm or something to wipe off the rim before inhaling. There is residual liquid on the rim after uncapping and that, if not immediately rinsed off from the nose (facial skin is much more delicate) will cause the burn.

Chapter 6: The First Transcendence Tyler walked down the street, hair disheveled, clothes a mess, sweaty, and obviously looking like he had just finished some ravaging sex. Adam and Aaron lived in a much better part of town, so whereas Tyler and Brandon’s shit area he would have fit into fairly easily, not so much here. He looked trashy. He was getting looks and stares, like he was a street whore. He felt the cum slowly begin to work its way from his ass down his taint. Soon, it would start to dribble down his legs. Something about that made him feel good and yet it felt wrong and embarrassing. Again the force of the wrongness of everything was winding up his sexual urges, and he hated himself for it, which then further reinforced his growing horniness. Reality set in and Tyler started thinking that walking down the street with cum beginning to run down his super skinny legs and a growing hardon in his tight shorts, already looking like a whore, was probably not going to be good for him. He started to panic. As he crossed between two buildings a had reached out, grabbing his tiny arm, and pulling him forcefully into the alley. The person was incredibly rough. Immediately he had a hood over his had, his body slammed into the brick of the building, and hand covering his mouth, pushing the fabric of the hood firmly into his mouth. Tyler was terrified, but he felt that trying to scream would make things worse. Tyler began to feel a hand groping him, his hardon began to pulse. Terrified and still horny, he felt instant relief when the voice spoke. “My Tyler”, the monotone voice said. It was Jax, Tyler had memorized that voice. The hood was lifted off his face, revealing his love. Tyler leaned in to kiss Jax, without even thinking. Jax did not move. Tyler pulled back, feeling confused, yet entranced by those beautiful animal eyes. “Jax I’ve been thinking about you every moment!” Tyler exclaimed. Jax nodded, almost in a pondering manner. A deviant smile barely appeared, “And were you thinking about me when you committed the infidelity you just completed?” Tyler felt frozen. How did Jax know that? Was he watching him? How the literal hell would he know? Jax’s had was already on Tyler’s upper thigh, and beginning to get covered in Adam’s cum that was leaking from Tyler’s fresh slut hole. Jax pulled his hand away, bringing it up to Tyler’s mount. “Eat your cheater’s cum”, Jax ordered. Tyler freaked. He didn’t know if Jax was spying on him, he was in an alley, but still anyone could see from either side. He was still ridiculously turned on, but he pulled away. “This isn’t very private…” Tyler started. “I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK. AND NEITHER DO YOU. IF YOU JUST DECIDED TO BE A SLUT LIKE YOU WERE, YOU CAN LICK HIS CUM FROM YOUR ASS OFF MY HAND. NOW.”, Jax was incredibly firm. Tyler reached out to touch Jax while he began to let Jax’s cummy hand enter his mouth. Jax harshly swatted Tyler’s hands away. “Eat the cum you garbage slut.” Jax ordered. “I haven’t given you permission to touch my perfection. Tyler, defeated, began sensually licking the cum from his own ass off Jax’s fingers. Slowly, deeply, he tasted the melding of him and Adam off the fingers of the man he cheated on his lover with. Jax’s other hand pulled behind Tyler, gathering the next gob of cum to eat. Jax alternated hands for Tyler to worship and lick. Tyler was beginning to feel high off the disgust of the human being he was, but for what felt like hours, he ate as much cum that Jax could pull from his dripping hole. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Jax could no longer pull some measurable cum from Tyler’s hole and legs. “I missed you Tyler”, Jax’s tone changed dramatically, smashing his lips into Tyler, they made out like psychos. Tyler just moaned. His world felt like it was flipped upside down in lust. His hands reached under Jax’s shirt, feeling him up, caressing his boney body. Jax was doing similar to Tyler, but it was obvious that Tyler was the addict. He was touching Jax like he was a trophy, an object, something he couldn’t get enough of. It was it Tyler was trying to get his fingers to memorize every curve, the level of softness, the amount of smoothness, of every micro inch of Jax’s unbelievable body. “Are you thinking about Brandon right now?” Jax interjected while they were making out. Tyler seemed perplexed. “Um no Jax, I’m all about you baby!” He exclaimed. Jax looked disappointed. “You should be thinking about the boy you are lying to right now.” Jax cooed. “Do it. Feel it. You know that cheating is taking a hold of you.” Tyler felt more mass confusion within him. He know the level of wrongness in the infidelity he was creating was horrible, but he knew taking pleasure in it was beyond disgusting. He just nodded his head in agreement but was too focused on Jax to think of Brandon in any measurable manner. Jax continued his groping and kissing of Tyler, but he knew Tyler wasn’t thinking of Brandon. “Lets go babe”, Jax ordered. Tyler nodded. He didn’t ask where, he didn’t ask why, he didn’t ask how long, he just grabbed Jax’s hand and followed him down the alley. Jax approached an old rusty door further down the alley. He opened it, its hinges creaking extraordinarily, is if the door hadn’t been opened in a millennia. It was almost completely dark inside, yet a small glass block window let in enough light. It looked like a small manufacturing office or room inside. Tons of rusted metal objects and frames, an old cash register, rusted chains hung from the ceiling. Tyler paused as Jax tried to wave him into the darkness. Something didn’t feel right. Jax however, did not wait for any discussion about the current situation. He grabbed Tyler, thrusting him into the darkness, and forcibly walked behind him, slamming the door with fury, and turning the locking mechanism with anger. Tyler swung around after being pushed, seeing Jax take off his shirt, his skin and bones exposed in the light pouring through the window. Jax’s eyes began to change color, to a blood red hue. Tyler had been enamored by Jax from the moment he had seen him, but Jax’s now red eyes, looked like they went on into his soul for miles. He’d never seen anything like this, he’d never contemplated anything so out of this world. Jax slammed his hands into Tyler’s shoulders, Tyler stumbled, knocking over heaps of rusted mental frames and trinkets. Things were moving too fast. Tyler tried to regain his composure. Jax slammed Tyler onto the hard floor. Jax’s pants, which were practically plastered to his skeleton body, were being pulled down. No underwear, just his gigantic cock, with a massive bead of pre cum, was in front of him. Tyler, while in pain, instinctively went to suck it. Jax backhanded Tyler so hard the room started to spin. This wasn’t the somewhat playful backhand that Jax gave Tyler in the car the other night. This felt like hatred. “I didn’t tell you to suck it. Take your clothes off NOW!” Jax demanded. Tyler stripped, and before he had finally pulled off his little baby blue ankle socks, Jax again grabbed him angrily, flipping him over onto the cold hard floor and rammed into him. “Do I own you?” Jax demanded loudly. Tyler’s slut hole opened up for his lover, already wet with the remnants of the other boy he just cheated with. Tyler’s tone was more sultry than ever, just a determined, “Yes”, was uttered. Tyler’s face was smashed into the floor, his whole body was too. Jax went deep into him, fucking him like it was what he was meant to do. “Come away with me Tyler. Lets transcend this world for a real hell”, Jax then whispered in his ear. With that, Jax pulled all the way out of Tyler, staring at Tyler’s gaping hole for a moment, and then with the might of a thousand twinks, rammed so hard into Tyler that he slammed Tyler’s prostrate harder than he had every felt. Tyler began to convulse, an orgasm unlike anything he had ever felt was building within him so quickly. The room began to spin profusely, the kisses on his neck from Jax was like electrical bolts through his body. Tyler began seeing colors flashing before his eyes. Faster and faster and fast. Now the colors changed to blinding white, and as if a strobe light was placed in front of his eyes, it pulsed with incredible speed. The white then modulated to the same blood red of Tyler’s eyes, and then everything went black. Tyler looked down, seeing himself in a dirty deserted room, being fucked mercilessly by Jax. He felt, ethereal, as he floated above reality. Turning to his right Jax was floating next him. They were both naked, both almost transparent. The continued to float higher and higher above the scene below them, until it was just a white dot in a room of incredible darkness. Then the visions began to flow. Tyler saw himself with Brandon on their wedding day. The vision continued to modulate and flash alternate scenes. Tyler walking up the aisle, then a quick flash, Tyler was naked, then back to being in his tuxedo. As he arrived at the altar, another flash, Jax was besides Brandon, his tongue on his neck, Brandon’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Jax’s hand’s feeling up Brandon’s body. Flash again – the scene was back to normal, Brandon was receiving Tyler at the altar, the priest welcoming all the guests. Another flash, a naked Jax sitting in the front pew, jacking his cock that was now twice the size that it was in real life. Flash again – the scene returned to normal. As the boys said their wedding vows flashes back and forth of seeing Jax behind Brandon, touching him, staring down Tyler in hatred, and then in loved, and then in disgusted again. When it came time for the final kiss, Tyler leaned in to kiss Brandon, but another flash happened, Tyler was naked in the aisle, staring at the altar, Brandon saying “I do”, staring right into Jax’s eyes. Jax opened one eye to stare at Tyler, laying naked in the aisle, although he didn’t seem to be noticed by anyone else. As Jax and Brandon walked back down the aisle, Tyler was obviously invisible to everyone besides Jax. As Jax passed by Tyler, he raised his foot kicking Tyler in the face, knocking him out cold. Another flash, Tyler floated above the bed as Jax made love to Brandon on their wedding night. Brandon was screaming things about how he wasted his life with Tyler, and Jax was the only man for him. Jax was whispering horrors in Brandon’s ears about Tyler being a filthy slut, Brandon seeming so content about having Jax in his arms. Another flash, now another version of Jax was floating next to Tyler watching Brandon and Jax make sickening love in their bed below. The floating Jax grabbed Tyler and begin to make out, groping each other like maniacs, as they watched another version of reality with Brandon being in love with Jax below. Another flash, Tyler was tied to a dumpster in an incredibly dirty back alley. Dirty mattresses strewn the alley, other trashy twink slept on them, as Tyler, in a much skinnier form turned around to look up at Jax, who had his hand on Tyler’s head, looking down the street seeing 200 or so men lined up for Tyler’s dumpster ass. The first man entered Tyler, Jax kissed Tyler deeply, Tyler became one with being a slut in that instant, then another flash occurred. He was yet again floating with another version of Jax above the wedding bed of Brandon and Jax, yet Brandon was sleeping, and Jax was inviting men in. Jax was bent over, screaming and getting fucked, while Brandon lay asleep. Jax had pulled his new wedding ring off and tossed it in the corner, as he cheated on his husband while he slept. Another flash, Tyler was in a dark smokey room with a singular light in the center. Surrounding him, were gargantuan dark figures with blood red eyes. These looked like abominations. They chanted at him, “he is most beautiful”, “he must be corrupted”, “belongs to the darkness”. Their smokey claws, hands, whatever they were extended from the darkness, groping Tyler. Tyler realized he was chained to the ground. He couldn’t move. He felt immense pleasure at his situation, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. The chanting was like a drug, he felt like nothing else. These dark creatures, these dark things, could do what they wanted with him. Another flash, Tyler was back chained to the dumpster, and while he hadn’t experience all of it, he knew in his mind he had somehow taken 101 of the 200 men that had waited in line for him. Jax’s lips had been pressed to his while he was being destroyed. Then looking over Tyler saw his parents, starting in disgust. Tyler became harder at their disgust. They screamed at what a retched thing he was, how they never wanted to see him again. Multiple flashes occurred then, seeing Brandon with Jax, seeing the abominations, seeing Jax cheat on Brandon, seeing the real world version of what happened when Tyler cheated on Brandon with Jax, seeing himself cheat with Adam, flash after flash, like a slide show. The flashes slowed, and Tyler looked at his disgusted parents with vitriol and disgust himself. He screamed at them “This is who I am. You will touch yourself tonight at my perfection!” His parents gasped and ran down the alley, leaving a chained Tyler with a river running into a lake of cum that was pouring out of his ass. Another flash, the creatures had descended upon Tyler, kissing him, entering him, deep red fires burned all over the room, yet the creatures were pitch black, and Tyler kissed them all. Touched them all. His bliss was unexplainable, he was reborn as a demon, or so he felt. The creatures muttered in their deep guttural voices, “corrupt him”, “demonize him”, “twist him”. The room started spinning hard. Tyler couldn’t stop the spinning. The white strobing came back until the room became black. Off in the distance, Tyler saw a white dot, getting larger and larger, until he could make out. He was approaching reality again. He saw his skinny body covered in sweat, his face mashed to the ground, Jax’s big dick slamming into him with no mercy, a practical fountain of cum splurting out of his ass every time Jax slammed into him. Jax then pulled his head back as far as it would go, grasping Tyler’s soaked hair. Tyler watched himself in ecstasy, but couldn’t feel anything. Jax appeared next to him. He smiled at him, but this time he looked like the devil. As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared, and Tyler felt himself being sucked back into reality. Moving closer and closer to his real body. Tyler jolted into reality feeling the immense force of Jax’s thrusts into him. The sounds were guttural. Lots of grunting and moaning coming from Jax and the sound of Jax’s cum being sloshed around every time he pushed back in Tyler. Tyler’s ass felt like nothing at this point, he could feel the ground underneath him was sticky wet, and he realized he was lying in a pool of his own cum, probably mixed some with the amount that was leaking from his ass. The amount of cum he was laying in, was outrageous. He must have cum more than he could have ever imagine. The amount of sweat pouring down on Tyler from Jax was extreme. He felt like he was being fucked in the rain. Tyler had momentary flashes of his out of body experience, but he remained in reality. In fact, he remained laying there, he didn’t thrust his ass back, he didn’t move. He just became entrenched into his dark actions, and gave himself like the property he was to Jax. Jax fucking Tyler on the hard floor lasted hours, the amount of cum was gross and Tyler began licking the lake that was surrounding him as Jax finished up whatever orgasm he was currently on. Tyler had cum in his hair, covering his entire front torso, and looked 10 times worse than he did when he was walking down the street hours ago. The light through the window was incredibly dim. It must have been late. Brandon would have gone to work by now. Jax finally pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned every inch of his cock with his mouth. “That was quite a transcendence.” Jax explained. Tyler was shaking, he was so weak at this point. “What do you mean babe?” “You left your body for many hours during that. I was there with you”, Jax said calmly. “What the literal fuck is going on?” Tyler snapped. “You transcended you dumb slut. You left to higher plain of ecstasy for a while. It happens with me, you’ll see. You go to a place where your hopes and fears all battle things out. You get to see vividly everything you are scared of, and your deepest wants.” “But I’ve never thought about you and Brandon together…” Tyler began. Jax stared at him with the same devil smile that he did right before Tyler had re-entered reality. “Oh baby, I never said I didn’t have SOME control of your transcendence.” Jax looked like evil as he continued. “I inserted the things I knew would live within you to help grow that guilt and wrongness that you are learning to love so deeply.” “So you pushed my mind to think about me being a dumpster slut and my parents finding me being so trashy?!” Tyler exclaimed. “Oh baby, I know what I inserted into your head, and it certainly wasn’t that”, Jax said, gently caressing Tyler’s cummy hair as they were both standing up. “You have some darkness buried deep in you at this point.” Tyler looked at his phone. 30 missed text messages from Brandon, and 6 missed calls. Jax was already opening the creaky door. “Now I will say my love, you look like the trashiest whore in the world right now. I certainly wouldn’t think you would be safe walking home looking like that on the city streets.” Jax taunted. Tyler could feel how fucked he must look. “You can maybe drive me home Jax?” He asked softly. Jax laughed, almost maniacally, “I think you’ll be safe in the back alleys….all the way home.” With that, Jax stepped out the door. Tyler rushed to follow him and was only a few steps behind him, although he was certainly walking funny from how blown out his hole was. As he reached the doorway he looked both ways, and there was no Jax to be seen. Daylight was waning heavily, a disgusting Tyler had to get home without being reported as a street whore in the nice area of town, and he had a lot of explaining to do to Brandon. Clothes soaked in cum and sweat, hair sticking in all directions, eyes sucken in, skin pale from the amount of energy exertion, Tyler stepped out from his room of destruction to make the long walk home and desperately tried to figure out how to handle Brandon.

A timely post. Just back from the clinic having been treated for what seems to be my annual infection- always happens in August for some reason. Gonorrhoea this time. No big deal- tested, diagnosed and treated all in the same day, just a single shot of antibiotics in the arse. Seems a worthwhile price to pay for all the raw cock and loads I’ve taken since my last infection this time last year. I must have had literally hundreds of men inside me since then, and in some very sleazy situations. I get tested every 3 to 4 months and am always amazed when the results come back clear. It makes me think that either STI’s are much less widespread than the anti-sex propagandists would like us to believe, or else I have just been very lucky. Thoughts, anyone? last

Chapter 2. My new friends made out in the shower as I wrapped the towel around my waist, barely hiding my hard sticky cock pressing against my thigh. I headed out of the locker room and down the hall. There were a few booths with some guys relaxing on narrow thin mattresses, some smiled at me as I passed, and some were already busy either fucking or getting fucked. I stopped for a few moments to watch a muscle stud fill up a skinny dark-skinned bottom wearing a yellow bracelet. He held that guy’s hips in place as he pounded into him, only stopping after he came hard and then worked that load in pretty deep. He slowly pulled out, slapped the bottom’s ass and walked away, brushing past me in the narrow hallway. The bottom worked the fresh load out of his ass with his fingers, and held eye contact with me as he licked them clean. I nodded and moved on. I went into a dry sauna, took off my towel, spread it out on the wooden bench, sat down, spread my legs and played with my cummy ass. I leaned back and closed my eyes, working my fingers in and out of my hole. I hadn’t necessarily planned on giving and taking loads, but within ten minutes of taking my clothes off, I’d done just that. Not to mention I had taken a POZ load. My thoughts were interrupted as the door to the sauna creaked open. A tall burly man, with a shaved head and a furry blond chest came in, clutching his towel. The towel wrapped around me just fine, but on this man, it barely made it around him. He nodded at me, and grinned, opening his towel and scratching his big furry nuts. He sat down next to me on the bench and spread his legs wide. I nodded at him, taking in his muscular chest and abs, going down to a sizeable uncut cock. He smiled and scooched over to me until his knee touched mine. He looked at my hand, then at his cock, inviting me to touch it. I reached over and wrapped my hand around him. Even soft, my fingers barely touched as they grasped the root of his cock. I hefted his fuzzy blond balls a bit as he leaned back and moaned. His cock steadily grew in girth and length. He reached over, with his head still back, not looking at me, and groped for my hole. When his fingertips found my ass, he smeared some of the toxic top’s seed around and brought it to his mouth. With his eyes still closed, he tasted that POZ cum and smirked, knowing that I was taking loads. It was sweltering hot in that sauna, and both of us were pouring sweat. He stood up and gestured to the door. I grabbed my towel and followed him. This hulk led me down the hall to whirlpool, stark naked with his gigantic cock bouncing the whole way. Only then did I notice the small dark blue scorpion tattoo on the small of his back. I was pretty sure that meant he was POZ. He sat on the edge and I sat beside him. He smirked at me, spread his legs, and gestured to his cock, harder than ever, with a pearl of fresh precum at the head. I crouched before him in the water and swallowed his cock, well, as much of it as I could. He hadn’t spoken a word to me and just groaned as I tried my best to get my mouth all the way around his monster cock. He leaned forward and started working his fingers into my ass. I squirmed, still only lubed with that first POZ load. The hulk spun me around, and I realized that there were three guys in the hot tub jerking each other off. One stood up and walked through the water to me, shaking his cock in my face. I opened my mouth to let him know I was willing to blow him. As I started lapping at his uncut cock, the hulk spit on my hole and started lapping at it. He chuckled and muttered the only word he would to me, "Sau…." I’m pretty sure he called me a pig. Meanwhile the guy in my mouth held my head still and pounded my throat. He put his hand on my forehead forcing my eyes up at him. He spat right in my face and his friends cheered him on. He shoved his cock in as far as it would go and held it there. I thought he wanted to shoot down my throat, but he just stayed there, flexing his cock. The hunk stood up and slammed his thick bare cock into me. I gagged on the cock in my mouth, gasping for breath through my nostrils. The hulk pounded my ass as I did my best to keep from passing out. I could feel the cock in my throat flex as its owner nodded to the hulk bare-fucking me. At the same time, I felt cum pelting the back of my throat and a warm wetness in my ass. Two loads of POZ cum in my hole, and one unknown down my gullet. The other two guys stood up and patted their friend on the back. The hulk pulled out, nodded to me, and walked away. The other two guys in the hot tub replaced the sudden emptiness in my mouth and ass, and switched places after a few minutes. I savored the mixed taste of fresh seed and ass juice when they changed places. They took turns using my holes until the first one finished in my ass. He pulled out and had me clean off his cock, while his friend bred me. I shot a load into the water beneath me without even touching myself. As they walked away, one said to the other, in a voice meant for me to overhear in English, "He’s brave to take all of our POZ loads. Do you think he’s already POZ?" "Brave... or stupid," his buddy replied, looking over his shoulder, adding "besides, if he wasn’t he will be soon." Four POZ loads in my ass, and I had cum three times. My knees quaked as my cock sprung back to life. To be continued…

I've been struggling with how to write this next part because it is a progression of increasingly bareback sex, but all with random partners I met on the a4a, grindr and CL. I am going to combine them into two sections, before Michael and after Michael, my next boyfriend. This is only going to be a portion of the dozens of guys I actually hooked up with online over the years, but a good snapshot at how I was totally giving in to bareback sex. At this point in my story, I was 26-27 and I had been trying to use condoms regularly and failing for years. You've read how the need for bare cock and cum was increasing. Ever since John said I was too slutty to date, I was more and more berating myself and saying that I needed to be a "good boy" or I wouldn't find a boyfriend who'd want to be with me if I was too slutty. Besides the guys I met at John's party, I wasn't fucking anyone. I'd meet guys at bars and parties and go home with them and mostly just do mutual oral and play around a lot. I had fun, but not getting fucked was starting to cause and urge. I was online one night chatting with a few guys. I rarely met guys online because I was afraid I'd meet a stalker or a killer or something. It was much safer to meet them in public right? LOL. One night I was really horny and it was getting late and I was edging, watching porn, and chatting. I was chatting with this one dude who was kinda attractive, shorter than me, blonde, but disproportionately large eyes which kept him from being hot. He had an average cock (had unlocked that pic), liked getting his ass eaten, loved to give head, and was a total top. He lived a bit away from me, but I was really horny. He lived closer to downtown than me in a highrise building. I really wanted to have sex, but parking was going to be a bitch. He said he had a garage, but didn't want to give me a "guest passes" because he could only buy a limited number each month. My cock was rock hard because I'd been edging and I couldn't believe I say it; but I said, "If I let you fuck me bareback will you give me a parking pass." Of course his answer was yes. I was in flip flops, running shorts (no underwear) and a tank top and there in less than 10 minutes. He grabbed my semi hard cock as soon as I walked in the door and we started making out. In less than a minute, I was sitting on his couch, naked, with him sucking my cock. Online had never been my thing, but this was hot. After a while, he said lets go to my bedroom. He got naked, we made out some and he told me to eat his ass. I did. He had a nice smooth ass and it made me wonder if he really was a "total top." I ate him for about 10 minutes and his cock was so hard he said he had to fuck me or he'd cum. I bent over his bed and said, "Fuck it's going to be so hot to bareback your hot ass." He asked one last time if it was ok and I said fuck yes. He then lubed my ass and his cock up and slid inside my ass. It hurt at first, but like I said he had an average cock so the pain was only there for a few seconds. He fucked me really well and jerked my cock. He wasn't going to last long, so I asked him to put lube on my cock so we could cum together. Within a few minutes he said, I'm going to cum and shot his load in my ass. I came a just after and he caught my cum and licked it off his hand. I used the bathroom to get cleaned up, put on my clothes, got the parking pass, and left. The parking attendants must've known what I'd just done, but I didn't care. Less than a week later, I was online again and chatting. There was a hot marine a few miles away in an apartment building. He was normally very much a bottom and was a bit older than me - mid to late 30s. We'd been chatting some and he eventually asked about fucking bareback. I said I had fucked bareback and he said, "If you let me bareback you I'll fuck you." I said yes and was at his house fast in what was now becoming my online hookup outfit, tank top, running shorts (no underwear), and flip flops. I got there and his roommate let me in the outer door as she was leaving. He was talking on the phone when I got upstairs. He motioned for me to sit on the couch and kept talking. He was talking to someone about tests and studying, track team, stuff like that. I was like, "What the fuck is all this." He grabs me a beer and rubs my cock as he is talking. He sits next to me on the couch and I'm not kidding, he says to the guy on the phone (his son), "Make sure you use a condom." I was floored and almost burst out laughing. Here was this regular marine bottom dude who was only willing to fuck me if I let him do it bareback telling his kid about using condoms. He got off the phone and we made out and he got me naked. He took off his shirt and we went into his room. He had floor length mirror closet doors. I got to watch myself as this dude dropped his shorts, lubed his cock, slid it in my ass and fucked me until he came in my ass. I fucking loved watching myself get fucked in the mirror. We cleaned up after he sucked me off and swallowed my load and said maybe next time we can flip. I was like sure, but that never happened. LOL. Another night, it was late, like 2 am and I wasn't drunk but had been drinking. I was chatting with these two Latino guys who both had 8.5"cocks. They were not that attractive, but their cocks were amazing. The guys lived a while away and I decided fuck it, I'll drive. They were very clear about wanting to fuck bareback. I was like, sure. At this point I was almost always getting fucked bareback by my online hookups. I got to their apartment in my hookup outfit - tank top, shorts (no underwear) and flip flops. We got right down to it because the one guy didn't speak English that well and the other guy had to translate. I slipped out of my clothes and got on their bed. The thinner guy got behind me and started eating my ass right away. The chubbier guy got on the bed and stuck his cock in my face. I sucked it. After a few minutes, the thinner guy grabbed a basket of lube and condoms. I realized at this point that the chubbier guy had been the only one chatting with me and the thinner guy didn't know I'd agreed to get fucked bareback. He took out a condom and I said, "You don't need that." The guy asked if I was sure and I said yes. So he lubed up and fucked me. His cock was a lot bigger than anything I'd taken recently so it took a minute for me to adjust. He slid in and out of my ass so well, I was moaning around the cock I was sucking. He starting fucking me harder and I was in fucking heaven. I could see myself spitroasted in their mirror above the dresser and I was so hard. When I'd come up for air, I'd look over at myself being a total slut and was loving it. One of these times, the thinner guy abruptly stopped fucking me and I realized my ass warm. He'd shot in my ass without telling me. He pulled out, went to the bathroom and I heard the shower start. The chubbier guy slid down the bed and I'd been sucking his cock so it was wet. I sat on his fat cock and slid right down thanks to my spit and the cum already in my ass. I rode him for a few minutes and he said get on all fours so I can cum. I got on all fours and the chubbier guy starting ramming my ass. I was so open my this point that I just put my head down on the bed and let him rail me. He roared as he came up my ass. He had been jerking my cock but the pounding my ass was taking got all my attention. As he came I felt so awesome and he jerked my cock one more time and I shot all over their bed. A few minutes later, I was out of their place and driving back to my apartment. That fuck was awesome and I could feel their cum running out of my ass as I drove. So hot. More to come.....