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Whore 13 – A Continuation I remained on the floor next to puppy as Daddy left the room. I stood and took in a sleeping puppy... his pecs rhythmically rising and falling under the crisp white sheet. Walking around the bed, I noticed where I was to sleep... a thick black rubber encased mattress was placed on the floor with a rubber pillow facing the foot of the bed. I smiled, seeing a rosebud cylinder and pump on top of the mattress and a semi-full bag of piss connected to the tube running from under the sheet right next to my pillow. I began wandering around the room. Though it was a spartan set up, it had everything that I would need to make sure puppy was comfortable during his recuperation. Next, I walked into the bathroom and saw Daddy had installed an enema hose in the shower area... even here I knew, I should be ready for cock. Searching the drawer under the counter, I chuckled at the large clear bag of white crystals next to a pipe and torch left there with a note from cunt... “I figured you’d be needing this...” it said... “Remember... just enough to keep the edge off, whore... No more until your job is done.” I took a couple of hits from the pipe, holding each cloud deep in my lungs. “Fucker better be sharing his shit,” I growled and hesitantly put the pipe and baggie back in the drawer. My cunt was beginning to react... I removed my gear and went into the shower to wash off. I briefly glanced at the metal hose but I wanted Daddy’s bodily fluids completely a part of me. Turning on the water, I tilted my head back and felt the stream of hot water washing over my face and run down against my smooth skin. After a few minutes, I grabbed the bottle of body wash and started lathering up my pecs. Feeling my body heat up, my fingers spread the suds to my ringed tits and I began to pull on them. “Damn,” I thought, imagining their flesh thickened to resemble cunt’s pig tits. I took a deep breath, feeling my pecs rise and harden even more. I then moved to my pits, the slickness of my suds-filled hands teasingly sending shivers through me before sliding down to my abs. My fingers then began tracing my muscled torso. Continuing, I made my way down to my caged cock and balls, taking them in both hands. “Goddamn...” I let out in frustration and fell forward. My left hand now firmly against the shower wall, I reached back to my now thickened cunt lips filling my palm. “Cunt...” I moaned. Surprised at myself, I immediately stood up and proceeded to rinse myself off before shutting off the water. I grabbed the plush towel and dried myself off as I stood in front of the steam-fogged mirror. That’s when I saw the flash of kelly green behind the door. I pulled the door back slightly, pulled it off the hook and looked at the stretched-out mesh pouch. Smiling, I lifted it to my nose as the scent of musk and sweat filled my nostrils. “Fucking sexy cunt...” I growled and began chewing on the mesh, savoring the now familiar taste of cunt’s crotch. I eagerly put on the jockstrap and then completed my uniform with my bulldog harness and collar. Walking back into the room, I made my way past the sleeping patient to lay down on the mattress. I hit the mattress and my hand went directly to my swollen cunt lips surrounding the black plug. I spread my legs and, with a grunt, it slowly began emerging from my cunt... I could feel my cunt lips expanding. The thick plug slowly worked its way out until I could feel my cunt relaxing as the thickness of the plug decreased and a rush of piss with specks of cum flowed onto the rubber sheet. “No matter... I thought, licking my lips. “I’ll clean that up after.” I took hold of the slime coated plug and examined it closely. “Shit....” I moaned at its size. The plug wasn’t the heaviest but it was the biggest I had ever taken... about 8 inches in length and 7½” in circumference. I placed it to my cuntmouth and ran my tongue against it, tasting the tartness of my cunt after Daddy’s loads. My right hand continued to work my now open cunt lips and I easily slipped a couple of my fingers into the gaping orifice. My tongue darted over the black plug, making sure to savor every drop. I rested against the rubber mattress and raised my hips. Reaching with both hands, I took hold of my cunt lips and began to spread them to release the inner folds, gasping as the cool air hit the now prolapsed rosebud. I remained like that for bit until the need to be filled overtook me. Grabbing the plug, I began working the rosebud back inside me with a bit of force. Slowly, the wet folds began to slide over the widest part of the plug and collapse around the base. I continued on... “Fuck me,” I groaned, feeling my cunt lips finally surround the base until it was firmly in place. My cunt began to spasm, working the plug deeper inside me as my head fell back... my eyes rolled up and my cuntmouth fell open in a silent scream. “Goddamn dirty whore,” I heard puppy groan in amusement. It took me a bit, but I finally drew a breath and looked up to puppy’s drugged-hazed smile. “Hey...” I chuckled. “How’s that knot feeling?” “Totally worth it, whore. I can’t wait til I’m fully knotted to a cunt.” he winced. I sat up, kneeling at puppy’s side. “You in pain?” “A little bit,” puppy shifted as I noticed the yellow stream of piss begin to flow out of the catheter tube into the bag. Grabbing the tube, I disconnected it from the bag, lowered myself below the bed, took it into my cuntmouth and began swallowing the opiated chempiss. “Shit man,” puppy growled, “you are insatiable... another perfect cunt.” That’s when I gave puppy a quizzical look... Seeing my reaction, he continued. “We’ve all seen how you two are together.” I nodded, thinking the drugs had made him say that and took the last of the piss down until his bladder had emptied. I reconnected it to the bag and stood. Leaning into his ear, “Just relax... I’m here.” I told him as he fell asleep again... Without a second thought, I moved to the puddle between my legs and greedily lapped it up... “That Sam, is whore...” I heard Daddy chuckle and I looked up, revealing my cunt slimed face to the geared-up stranger standing next to him. “Goddamn...” Sam said under his breath, his blue eyes shining. I rose to my haunches, wiped my face and took Sam in... “Fuck me...” I thought, seeing the 6’ 1” man kitted out in white leather boots and harness... a white jockstrap completing his gear and a white leather bag in his hand. I studied the classically V-shaped athletic body before me. My eyes immediately went to the corded muscles of his right arm bulging from the white arm band and immediately knew his place. He, too, wore a bulldog harness but with one difference... a leather strap from the center D-ring made its way down his muscled six-pack abs to what was obviously an ample bulge held within the white pouch framed by his sturdy thighs. The bulldog harness straps spread across his firm pecs studded with fleshy tits pierced with thick metal barbells and surrounded by half-dollar sized areolas. His white teeth sparkled as he smiled down at me. “I’m Doc Ian’s assistant, whore...this is my uniform for our special clients.” said, leering at me. “I’ll be showing you how to change puppy’s bandages and will be around to check on puppy’s progress. First, follow me into the bathroom so we can wash up.” he said turning towards the bathroom, giving me a good look at his solid ass cheeks framed in the stretched-out white straps of his jock. “No less than 30 seconds...” Sam instructed as he soaped up his hands, making sure to cover them completely. “Bleached white towels will do to dry off... as long as they’re clean.” he said, waiting for me to hand him one. Quickly grabbing a clean towel, I fell to my knees and began to dry his hands with the freshly-laundered towel. “He’s got you trained well.” Sam smiled and exited the bathroom, leaving me on my knees. I was confused... I don’t know why I had done it at that moment... why was I on my knees? Shaking my head, I got up and went into the room. Approaching the bed, Sam called me to bring the bag to his side. I placed the bag next to Sam as he folded the sheet down to puppy’s knees and unveiling the bandaged cock and balls. Sam reached into the bag, grabbed a pair of surgical gloves and, with a snap, his hands were encased in white latex... a fucking incredible addition to his uniform. Carefully, Sam began removing the bandages as puppy began to wince. “Easy, pup...” Daddy said, trying to comfort puppy. “Doc did a great job, Sir.” Sam said to Daddy, admiring his owner’s handiwork as he held puppy’s cathetered cock. “The long foreskin helped to create a nice sheath.” The bandages now removed, Sam began to clean puppy’s incisions and I saw puppy’s transformed cock for the first time. Although bruised and swollen, his cock now showed the results of his mods... His cock was now sheathed and sporting a moist pinkish hue while the structure of his shaft had been altered to expand to knot within a cunt. “Inspect the incisions daily,” Sam instructed me, “Some redness is normal at first. Watch for increasing redness, especially if it begins to feel warm.” “Until puppy’s able to shower on his own, you’ll want to clean the site with a sponge bath. First, apply the soapy water to the skin and wipe it gently with a washcloth. Then, dip a second washcloth into the rinsing basin and use it to rinse away the soap. Pat the area dry with a towel.” I took in Sam’s instructions as he rebandaged puppy and gave him another dose of opiates for the pain. “Got it?” he said, tossing his gloves into the trash and turning to face me. “Now... it’s time collect.” “Shit yeah!” I growled as Sam’s exploring tongue entered my cuntmouth. Aggressively, he pushed me onto the rubbered mattress and I surrendered as we moved into a 69 position... “Cock...” I begged, seeing his engorged shaft now stretching out of the waist of his jockstrap. “Suck it, whore...” he hissed, forcing his crotch against my lips. I leant into the mass at my cuntmouth and the tip of my tongue slowly began licking the mesh covered head. Grabbing the waistband, I pulled it down his thighs and released the bulbous head. Sucking hard, I slid my lips up and down the thick shaft as I took more and more until I could feel it against the back of my throat. Slowly at first, he started fucking my face before increasing his strokes and slamming deep into my throat as his hands slipped past my cunt lips to gather the leaking cunt juices. “Fucking juiced up cunt...” Sam growled, bringing up his right hand to taste my cunt juices. His fingers back inside, he spread me wide and released a gob of spit and I began to moan as his long rough fingers worked it into the inner walls of my hungry cunt. As Sam continued fingering me, I continued sucking the hard shaft penetrating my cuntmouth. Suddenly, Sam pushed against my now sweaty thighs and moved between my legs. “Taste your goddamn sexy cunt.” Sam sighed as he slipped his cunt slimed fingers into my cuntmouth. “Fuck me,” I begged as I began sucking on the slick fingers that had been invading my cunt only moments earlier. I lifted my hips, wrapped my thighs around his waist and pulled his face to mine. Our tongues now clashing, my hands went directly to his tits and I tightly grasped them with my fingernails causing him to cry out. “SHIT! YEAH!” he howled into my cuntmouth... His cock now completely rigid, he spread my thighs and placed his cock at my cunt. “FUCK!” I shouted as he hit my prostate and started pumping. As my cunt was pumped, it began to leak and pool on the rubber sheet causing me to plead for him to fuck me harder. “Gonna fuck the shit out of ya... whore,” Sam laughed as the sweat from his forehead dripped down and hit my face. He continued... I took 10 minutes of ramming cock until he finally exhaled and stiffened as he released his load into my throbbing cunt. Looking down into my eyes, he slowly pumped his still rigid cock and then slowly started to withdraw. Looking directly up into his eyes, I reached to my cunt and scooped the cum now leaking out of me and tasted his load. “Goddamn raunch pig.” Sam chuckled and I immediately moved to my hands and knees to clean his slimed cock. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next few weeks were a blur as I watched over a healing puppy. True to his word, Daddy started me on a cycle the very next day which also increased my sexual frustration since I was now plugged except for cleaning and emptying out my cunt or pumping my cunt lips. Puppy was basically out of it the first week so I concentrated on working my body, including my cunt lips every day... As puppy recovered, he’d watch me work out and encourage me to work harder to perfect my body. Since puppy’s surgery, I hadn’t left the room... my only duty was to watch over him. Daily, Daddy would come into the room, geared in his leather, to check on puppy’s progress he’d say, but I imagined he was taking in how I was doing too... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Then the day came... I woke up early and went straight into the bathroom and took out the pipe. Loading it, I finally realized that I now needed it. I stared into the mirror and looked at myself holding the stem in my cuntmouth. “Fuck... chem whore,” I thought, lighting the torch and deeply inhaling the cloud. I took in another hit and reluctantly put it way... it was empty and I had none left. Trying to keep my mind on my job, I stripped and got in the shower. I grabbed the enema hose and turned on the water to warm the cold metal nozzle. Once ready, I slipped it in and slowly the pressure in my cunt increased until I couldn’t take anymore and removed it. For a few minutes, I held it... enjoying the fullness of it in my cunt. This was my favorite part... My hands moved to my extended abdomen as my fingers began to massage the now bulging hard muscles of my abdomen. Slowly, I moved down to my cock and easily slipped a finger between the metal cage and the shaft... I laughed as I crouched to release... why hadn’t I noticed before? My cock had shrunk even more! I unlocked the cage and removed it to clean the shrunken nub. I held it in my suds-filled palm and began to slowly stroke it as I closed my eyes. My cock began to react slightly and I looked down. “Huh!” I laughed, seeing my cock barely registering any increase in size... Suddenly, the shower curtain was pushed aside and I jumped... there stood boy who I hadn’t seen since Daddy had banished him from the dungeon. “Shit, boy... you fucking scared me.” “Finish up... Toss the cage...” he ordered as he grabbed my jock and turned to leave... his beautiful muscled back now scarred... I grabbed the towel and began to dry off while standing in front of the mirror. Tossing the towel, I wiped the mirror to clear the steamy moisture. I took hold of my harness and put it on, buckling the straps now accentuating my massive pecs as my thick ringed tits angled downwards. “Getting there...” I growled, securing my collar tightly around my neck. Walking into the bedroom, boy stood scowling at puppy’s empty bed holding up a metal object. It was another cock cage... one even smaller than my last one. Before I could ask about puppy, he motioned me to approach with a grunt and I obeyed... my cock and balls were now held firmly in his grip. “Fucking useless,” he snarled, gripping it even tighter and causing me to cry out in pain before securing it and shoving me to face the mirror. My eyes went directly to my crotch and let out a gasp... my cock was now almost hidden by the folds of my ball sac surrounding the shriveled nub. “Fucking perfect...” I heard boy say as he stood at my side fingering my plugged cunt. “Yeah?” I said, looking at my now ripped body in the mirror as I flexed... Turning to boy, I stepped back and held him by his shoulders as I inspected his scarred back. “Shit, boy.” Shrugging, he placed his hand on mine... “S’ok fucking chem whore...” he smiled, pulling a loaded rig from his rubbered pouch. “God yes!” I sighed, seeing the contents of the syringe and I forgot all about puppy. “Thought so...” boy laughed, forcing me to my knees and wrapping a strap around my bicep. “Daddy’s taken puppy into the dungeon for a final check up by the doc.” I was nodding but I couldn’t give a fuck about what boy was saying... all I wanted was the slam. “Please boy, I need it...” I trembled. Smiling, boy teasingly rubbed his thumb against my vein... “How much?” “Shit... please!” I begged as he swabbed and slipped the loaded syringe into my vein. “AHHHH!” I moaned, my head falling back as the rush of chems filled my body and I was overcome with chemmed-up lust. “Good whore,” boy said, his hand rubbing over my buzzed head. “Mmmmm,” I moaned, feeling the pleasure of his touch. The door opened and I looked up and saw Daddy taking it all in as a slow smile crept over his face. “I see he’s ready...” Nodding, boy grabbed my leash, secured it my septum ring and led to me Daddy. Dazed from the chem rush, I immediately went for Daddy’s cock but with a hard jerk, he turned and led me out on all fours to the dungeon.

I thought I would put this down before it blends into just another night of nasty. Tonight started like many others. I was on my way home from work and I stopped off at the video store to see who or what I may get into. It started quick. I walked by a larger booth and a guy waved me in. I went in and he was fucking another hot older man that was bent over. I got down on my knees and started sucking the guy that was getting fucked. I stood up to take my coat off and the man fucking gave me a look that I have seen hundreds of times letting me know he wanted to breed me. I turned to show him my ass and he rubbed his hand between my crack to feel my pussy. I naturally presented myself to him and he pulled out of the hot guy he was fucking and took off his condom. He asked me if I had a condom and I said no I don’t use them. He started to put his nice sized dick inside me with some spit. He got the head in and when I started to push back on him he said he only fucked safe. I said ok and focused my attention to the other guy. I turned around and presented my ass to him while I sucked the guy that wouldn’t fuck me without a condom. Seconds later I could feel some lube slide into my crack and the hotter of the two guys start to slide in. He fucked me good and gave a big moan as he was unloading in me. The other guy pulled out of my mouth and shot all over the wall of the booth. What a waste of good seed. I pulled up my pants and left the booth in search of my next load. I walked by another booth with a tall black guy in it sitting down stroking his huge cock. It was beer can thick and at least 9 inches long. I went in and let nature take its course. I got down between his legs and started to suck on his mammoth cock. He had a particular way of getting serviced. He liked to get sucked without hands and his nipples lightly stroked. I did this for about 20 minutes until my jaw was tired. He made it clear that was all he wanted. He didn’t want my pussy. So I left. Having one load in me I wanted more of course so I drove to another video store that has glory holes in their booths. I cruised for a while but nothing was happening. I was walking to my car to leave when I saw this young black guy getting out of his car and walking in. I turned around and went back into the store again. He went into a big booth and I opened the door after and he motioned me in. He was looking for strait porn and sat down on the bench. I assumed my dagger pose and got down between his legs to suck his cock. He has a nice dick. Not huge but around 8 I would guess. I suck him for a few mins and he says…I know you want me to fuck you. I said yes please. He asked if I had a condom and I said no. I turned around and sat down on his cock and rubbed it a few times on my pussy. He liked that and guided it in my cummy hole. There is nothing better than hearing the low and deep moan come out of a man when he is entering you. He started to lift me up and down riding his cock. I started to get a cramp on my leg from the odd angle so I stood up and got doggy on the bench with him behind me. He was fucking me good. Very hard when I heard the door to the booth open. A guy I had seen at the other video store came in to watch. He took his cock out and I sucked it a little to get him hard. He was jacking off mostly as the black guy fucked me relentlessly. The guy that was jacking said he was going to cum and asked the guy fucking me if it was ok if he came on his dock while he was fucking me. The guy said yes and he came on his dick and my pussy has he was shafting me. It must have been a big load because I was instantly a sloppy mess. The guy that just came pulled up his pants and left. The black guy said he was close to cumming so I asked him if he wanted to breed me doggy. He said yes and I assumed the position. He pounded my pussy hard for several minutes. I almost asked him to stop but he gave me the signal that he was breeding me by slamming in as hard as he could and holding it while his balls drained in me. He pulled out I got down on my knees and cleaned him and thanked him. He pulled up his pants and left me there gaping and dripping seed. I did one more quick sweep of the facility and left. My pussy is still sore as I type this. It was a great way to start my week.

Part 3. The family reunion the next day was interesting to say the least. It was at my grandmother's house and pretty much all of the family was there. I had driven myself since I had gotten my a hotel room and met my parents and the rest of the family there. My cousin gave me the typical hey long time no see and acted very cool about the fact he had fucked the shit out of me with 3 of his other friends. For most of the reunion I couldn't help myself and kept glancing over at my cousin as he interacted with the rest of my family. Most of the day he would say passing words to me but for the most part left me alone. As the day slowly drew to a close and most of the family started to leave I shot another glance towards my cousin and this time we made eye contact and I noticed a slight grin on his face. Most of the family had left and since I had gotten a rental car I told my parents I would stay and help clean up. At some point as I was cleaning my cousin came over and in a low whisper said "come to the garage". His tone made it out to be more of an order and by the time I had turned around he was already walking away. My heart started to race thinking all kinds of thoughts. I put some dishes away and made my way to the garage. Upon opening the door I let out a small gasp and quickly entered it and closed the door behind me. My cousin was leaning against the car his dick already out of his pants through his zipper. He made eye contact to me and without saying a word just pointed to his dick. Slightly hesitating because some of the family was still in the house I didn't move at first. This obviously irritated my cousin because I heard a low growl from him. Making up my mind I walked over and knelt in front of him. "When I say come you come" he said grabbing my head with force and shoving my face on his dick. My hesitation before obviously made him mad so he was taking it out on me. He shoved his dick in my throat all the way down making me gag since I wasn't prepared. He just grabbed my head and held me there making me choke. Slowly I got my gag reflexes under control and started working his dick on my own volition instead of having him force me. This brought a sigh to my cousins lips and he finally released my head. I looked up into his bright blue eyes as I worked mu tongue on his shaft. Licking up and down all while keeping my lips on his dick. His beautiful man musk permeated my nostrils as I breathed through them so I could keep swallowing his dick. My cousin reached into his pocket and pulled a cigarette our and lit it. "Fuck yeah work that dick" he muttered as he drew on his cigarette. I brought my hand up and started playing with his balls all while sucking him. Suddenly I heard the door behind me open and I stopped in panic. One or my uncles had come into the garage to throw some trash away and he stopped in his tracks. He just stared at us, me with my cousins dick in my mouth. My cousin looks back and just says "hey uncle David" I move to get up but just cousin just grabs my head keeping me in place. Terror runs through me thinking oh shit my uncle is going to tell everyone. But to my surprise my uncle doesn't go back inside and just walks up to us throwing the garbage bag aside. Even more surprising I see that he had actually pulled his dick out of his pants and is starting to stroke it. Then I hear my cousin say " suck uncle David's dick I told him you were amazing and he wants to try it. Aunt Cindy hasn't sucked his dick in ages" I'm still shocked at what's developing but then it dawns on me. My cousin had already told my uncle and had probably told him to come to the garage as well. I turn my head towards my uncle who has a slight beer gut but am greeted with a nice 6 inch mushroom dick to my face. "Your cousin told me how great of a cock sucker you are and I just had to feel for myself. " still not believing what's going on I on auto pilot turn my attention to his dick and swallow it. He let's out a small gasp and a wow as I swallow his dick down to its base. "Holy shit its been so long" he says and I can tell because his dick is oozing precum already. I'm licking and sucking away when I hear my cousin move and starts rearranging the work bench in the garage. "Lay down on here" he orders and I stop sucking my uncles cock and move over. I lay on my back on the bench and my cousin practically rips my pants off. "Lean your head back and suck uncle David's dick again I want some of that pussy again" my uncle comes over and puts his dick back in my mouth as my cousin lifts my legs. He spits in his hand and rubbs his dick before lining it up on my hole. "You really going to fuck him?" My uncle asks and as a response my cousin shoves his dick in me. I gasp with my uncles dick in mouth as I feel my cousins large dick force its way into me. I do my best to relax but it still hurts. My cousin just grunts and pushes harder. Tears enter my eyes as I try to endure the pain all the while my uncles dick is still in my mouth. My cousin starts a rhythmic thrusting making my uncles dick slide in and out of my mouth. Slowly my ass relaxes and I feel more pleasure then pain and start to moan. All the while my uncles dick is rock hard obviously turned in seeing my cousin fuck me. "Fuck uncle David this pussy is tight you need to feel it" my cousin says Jack hammering away. I can barely see my uncles face and can see indecision written all over it. I cam tell dick sucking is one thing but actually fucking his nephew is another. But seeing how much my cousin is enjoying my ass making low growls he finally makes up his mind. He pulls his dick from my mouth and walks around. My cousin is still jack hammering my ass. Pulling all the way out and shvoing back in. Now with my mouth free of my uncles dick I start to let out some moans. My cousin covers my mouth "shut up can't have the family hear you" with his hand on my mouth I feel his big dick hitting all my spots. I try not to make noise but small moans still escape. My uncle is jacking his cock watching my cousin fuck me. With one last hard thrust in I then feel my cousins body shake and feel the familiar pulsing and warmth as he shoots inside me. Finally pulling out he offers my gaping hole to my uncle "go for it feels damn good" my uncle comes around but unlike my cousin doesn't just shove his dick in. He taps it on my hole and slides it on it. I feel his big mushroom head slowly position in my hole and then he enters me. I gasp as his big head slowly pushes in feeling amazing. He let's out a sigh as he pushs all the ball deep. "Fuck it's so warm and tight" he mutters as he does slow strokes in and out of me. My cousin has made his way to my head and shoves his semi hard dick in my mouth. "Clean it off and keep quite" he says. I lick and swallow his dick tasting myself and his leftover cum. My uncle is sliding in and out of me nice and smooth with squishing sounds obviously from my cousins cum. He didn't last long having not had sex for a long time and he feel his mushroom head grow as he suddenly shoots multiple times in me with gasp. After pulling out I can tell he has the post cum regrets as he doesn't say a word zips up and leaves the garage. My cousin just laughs as he pulls his dick out of my mouth and also zips up. He walks inside leaving me on the bench still reeling from what happened. Two of my relatives have now fucked me.

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

This is a true story and it happened in November of 2021, my friend who is also my roommate and connection went to see family for Thanksgiving and asked if I could help him out with his clients and I knew if not all most of them and they knew me so I told him I would. I got a call from one of the guys he deals with and I sort of knew him he seemed ok to me. He asked if I had anything for him I asked what he wanted and he said he needed a ounce I told him I had it and I gave him the price and he said he would take it but he couldn't come to where I was. I asked him where he was and he said that he was home, now from where I live to where he lives it's a good 2 and a half hour drive but I also knew if I sold what I had I didn't have to sell anymore for the night. I told him that I could bring it to him but I couldn't get to his place til about 11pm as it was just after 8pm. He said that was fine, he also said that if I wanted to I could stay for a bit instead of driving another 2 and a hours back I said that I just might take him up on the offer. He said just let me know before you get here and I said ok. Like I said I knew this guy a little bit and he seemed really cool and from what I could gather he didn't seem to be a guy who likes to get wild never mind being in control plus from what my friend told me he really didn't play much because of his husband so I didn't think I had anything to worry about. But was I wrong. Before my friend/roommate went to see his family this guy had asked my roommate about me and my roommate wanted to know what he meant. His friend said that he wanted to PnP with me, my friend started to laugh and said that I wouldn't be his type and his friend asked why. So my roommate decided to tell him just about everything about me. What I like and what I am into and that I don't play with anyone he or our other roommate plays with and his friend said really and my roommate said yeah it's his thing. His friend said can I ask you something else and my roommate said sure, he asked if there was anything that I wanted to try but I haven't. ( Now my roommate/connection pretty much knows everything about me and that includes things about sex. Things that should have not been told to other people) My roommate thought about it and decided not to tell him so he told him that he would have to ask me. But his friend decided to push the question more and my roommate asked him why wanted to know so bad. He told my roommate that he would do anything he could so he could play with me and my roommate said anything and he said yeah why. (From what I was told after this had happened) my roommate had this look on him as he said to his friend if I tell you and if it happens you have to promise me that you have it all on video, his friend said ok. So my roommate/connection went on to tell him that I have been wanting to have a guy I was PnP with turn out to be a guy who would take control over me and have my wrist and ankles tied or strapped to a bed or sling and have both of my holes used and get me so high that he whores me out to anyone who wanted to use me and my holes. His friend said are you serious and my roommate said he was serious but he also told him that I had never had a cock down my throat because of my gag reflex, he continued to tell him that if he really wanted to go through with it that he had to promise my roommate one thing and his friend asked what that was and again my roommate had this evil grin and said that he had to have at least 1 guy who was big and thick and have a video of him giving my throat a good fucking and his friend said he definitely would make sure that it would happen he actually knew a couple guys who are definitely big and thick enough and he knew at least 1 of them likes making guys take his cock down their throat. Now this was talked about a couple weeks before I went to his place during those 2 weeks this friend of his was going online and setting up this gangbang session where I would be tied or strapped to the sling and I would be HnH and will take any guys load. On the night I went to drop off the ounce off I told him that I was going to stay for a little bit and gave him a time I would be there. Not knowing what he had planned I arrived around the time I had told him I would be there and when I walked in to his place it was him,his husband and 2 other guys. I was introduced to them and their names were Tom and Nick my roommates friends name is Kevin and his husband's name is Dan. Kevin offered me something to drink and I told him that a water or soda was fine he had come back with a glass of soda and as I was getting his stuff ready I started to drink the soda. We all were smoking some t and as I was wrapping things up and was getting ready to leave I got up and got really light headed and my vision was blurry. When I went to stand up I almost went over but I grabbed on to something to stop myself from falling what I had grabbed onto was part of a chair that one of the guys was sitting in and when I grabbed it Tom reached up and held onto my arm and I didn't realize it at first but when he grabbed my arm I fell onto his lap and when I did I could feel how big he was and it kind a shock me. I have seen some nice size cocks but only on video and this guy definitely felt that he was big. When I went to stand up I apologized and he just smiled and said it was ok then I felt his hand on the back of my ass as he said to bad you are leaving and Kevin said are you ok and I told him that I was just probably tired from the ride and that I would be fine. Then I remember Kevin saying to me that my fantasy is going to happen tonight and then I remember opening my eyes and still some blurry I heard someone saying in my ear enjoy the ride as I felt something in my arm and then very shortly after I felt that I felt something on my other arm and I started to feel that warm rushing feeling and I knew that I had just been pointed as I was feeling this warm rushing feeling I was thinking why does warm rushing feeling feel so strong I then realized that I had been slammed twice and when I started to cough I heard someone say ok good ahead and make sure that his hole stays all lubed up and then I hear what sounded like a motor turn on and felt something pushing up against my asshole and then I was finally able to see straight and when I did I saw that I was completely naked with my legs pushed back and in the air and 3 guys standing on both sides of me and someone else sitting or kneeling between my spreading legs and then I heard Kevin say Tom why don't you get behind him as Kevin and Nick stood on each side of the sling and I heard Kevin say to Dan his husband how is it looking and Dan said I think we need to turn it up more and before I realized what was happening Kevin pick up something and turned the knob and as he did whatever was pushing up against my asshole was pushing even more as I felt my hole start to open up and stretch and Kevin leaning towards me saying that I was going to take every cock and load that is offered to me and that I was going to enjoy the first of many as he said to Tom go ahead and show him what it feels like to get throat fucked by a big and thick cock. I remember looking up because they had my head hanging as Tom stood over me with my head between his legs and seeing his cock and I was shocked not only was it big like I thought it would be but he was also very thick and I definitely didn't want him to give me or my throat a fucking with his cock. But I was in no position to stop him Too be continued

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?

This is true, I just hope younger guys reading this thread keep it in mind. Also, I don’t derive any pleasure thinking of anybody else receiving mental distress. We can cause each other so much needless pain. I remember one night I was out and and a friend of a friend said something cruel to a guy at the bar. I told him immediately that he was rude and he should go apologize. Of course he was indignant. I said, well, if this is acceptable behavior in this group I’m out of here and I walked over to the guy and said ‘I’m sorry that he was such an ass to you’. I no longer have room for mean people in my life.

I know for me it was around age 33/34. I’m still told I’m handsome, but there’s expectations of me. I don’t get as much sex as I once did, but the sex I do get is very enjoyable. The trick is not to let your sexual attractiveness be what gives you your self esteem. And for those who aren’t in to older bottoms a simple ‘sorry, not interested’ is sufficient. Some of the turndowns can be quite cruel. Not me, I rarely initiate, but I’ve some some horrific put downs at bars/sex clubs from others. We all need to be nicer.

Woke up horny and realized I haven't gotten laid yet this year so I decided to go on scruff and grindr. I ended up taking two loads. #1 - Older top from scruff. Got to his place, went to the living room and he dropped his pants and I dropped to my knees. Started sucking off a nice uncut cock. He was a grower, not a shower so I was pleasantly surprised at the girth. He pulled me up, bent me over his couch and ate me out a bit before he pushed it in. I definitely wasn't ready for that thick but he fucked me good for about 10 minutes and blew in my ass. #2 - Still horny and not having gotten off yet, I went home and got a ping from a nice headless torso on grindr. He was looking for a hairy hole to fuck. I invited him over. He got here and was a pretty attractive latin guy in his 30's. We sucked each other off and I got his good-sized dick hard and he got pretty turned on when he tongue fucked me and tasted the other guy's load. He put my legs over my head. I'm glad my hole was broken in from before because he fucked deep for a good half hour before breeding me. Still have both loads swimming around and still looking for a third.

Well, fksn - I met my life-partner at Mans Country in Chicago. I was fucking a tasty Hole, and he was sucking off a Cock next to me. He pulled off long enough to give me the most beautiful smile, twinkling, big, fat, cornflower-blue eyes, and then went back to work. When the Cock he was sucking shot it's load in his mouth, I just leaned sideways and kissed that sweet, beautiful mouth full of Sperm. That was the beginning of just over 30 years together; next month will mark the 14th anniversary of his passing, and I miss him every day. But, somehow I was lucky enough to find the perfect guy for me. So, it can happen !!! Many years later, after moving to FL, I met a hot-assed cumdump on BBRT, who turned out to be the perfect mirror of my own Lusts. I "kept" him for around 3 years, took him to orgies, whored him out at home, took him to IML and showed him what serious Breeding was all about. It ended a couple of years ago, thanks to his drug addictions - I just couldn't put up with it anymore. It was fun while it lasted though.

Was talking online to this Indian guy who asked if I liked groups and wanted me to come by while he was working yesterday to get fucked. Wanting to get in some fun before it was supposed to snowstorm in Atlanta today, I said yes. I headed over right at noon per his request to what I found was a small cleaners in a neighborhood shopping strip. I had some shirts that needed laundered so I entered the store with them not sure if I was in the right place or not. I got my laundry ticket and then the guy behind the counter smiled and rubbed his crotch to let me know I was in the right spot. He wasted no time turning off the counter lights and locking the front door as he guided me into the back. I was surprised to find two other employees in the back area with their pants down showing hard uncut cocks. I quickly stripped and got on my knees and sucked both hard cocks as I felt lube being applied to my ass from the third. They wasted no time alternating fucking my mouth and ass for the next hour eventually turning me on my back with my legs in the air getting pounded for over an hour til all three had dumped loads in my ass and left me to clean myself up as they secured the business. I reached in my pocket for the laundry receipt knowing I would be back soon...

I am in my mid thirties and am always up for some fun. My horniness for CUM has brought me after many years of fun and risk the Poz status, which has now only made me a hornier cum sow. I was in the car on my way home from a business trip from Bavaria to the beautiful North Rhine Westphalia in Germany. On the highway and online at Grindr. Was horny as sow and have written to the most diverse people, but since it was already 4 o'clock in the morning, no one could be found so quickly. Then I found this young 22 year old boy, pretty cool pictures, but over 80 kilometers away. Nevertheless written to if he had Bock, I would even pay. He asks how much I would pay and shows after my answer very interested. He would be at home and would like to wait for me Anon moderately, but I would have to bring condoms. I check google maps to see how long it would take me and, despite the detour, already show myself to take on the drive. In the past, I would have tried to convince the boy if we could not do it without a condom, but today I know that if the other does not respond to certain hints or questions, he really wants to have it only with a condom. Since I don't want to arouse suspicion, I tell myself that I will only do it safe and bring condoms. Now comes the part that makes me the most fun in recent months. The one that makes me really hot and horny. I drive to the gas station and buy condoms. Drive a little further and stop at a quiet place. I tear open a condom slightly and pull out the rubber. Anyone who has tried the following knows how difficult it is to get holes in a condom. A rubber like that is pretty sturdy. Since I don't have scissors or a sharp object, I use my key and poke several holes in the required tip of the condom. It works with nen bit of force and it's clear this rubber will hold with a little help later, not. Then I add the rubber back into the plastic package and into the box. Off to the date, I am equipped. I arrive at the date after a long drive. He pushes me via Whatsapp that he will open the door and Doggy is waiting on the bed. I actually enter a sweet apartment. There is soft house music playing and as if perfectly made for me, the room is slightly darkened, there is a faint indirect light in the bedroom of the Young Lord. He himself is already on all fours in bed, and I may catch sight of his horny ass. The ass is a little stronger than in the pictures, but the young man has such a horny 22 year old ass box that I can hardly wait, He looks at me a little nervous, what I do so, but after he sees that I undress, he calms down and waits for me to finally fuck him doggy. I come into the room, squat down first, and suck his horny clean hole wet. He moans slightly and finds it horny how I stick my tongue in his hole.During this I get the condom packet out of my pants pocket and put it obviously on the side of the bed so that he perceives it. While I jerk my cock stiff and lick his hole, I take the pack and quickly take out the defective condom, and tear at the pack with my mouth as if opening it for the first time. I get the rubber out, and it still rolls over my cock with no apparent damage. But I know better. I stand up and lubricate his horny hole with the lube he has provided, WHILE I work the hole horny with 2 fingers, my thoughts circle only around how I'm about to put my bare cock in his hole. He himself gets nothing of it and thinks that I'm the safe play guy. I take my cock and finally put it in his hole. He moans out, not knowing yet what is happening. I start fucking him, hoping that the condom will finally give way, but these things are really made of a very sturdy material. Despite my after-action with my hand, the condom unfortunately does not unroll. So I have to squat again after some more fucking, and work his hole with my tongue. What he does not see that my hands are now free and I can work on my cock, The condom just does not want to tear completely. But I feel off a hole with my fingers and put my finger in and pull on it. Finally happens what I hope for. The hole gets bigger and I can push the condom down without making a sound. I stand back up and have this demonic grin on my face. He himself trusts me and does not check my cock, Now only one thing, quickly with the tail in the hole so that he does not get anything. And yes, how horny that is when I put my bare cock in his horny hole. He moans horny and I grunt like a pig. I know what I'm doing. I know how nasty it is, but it makes me totally hot. I start fucking the boy like a boar. The bare glans feels so horny in his smacking hole. And knowing that I'm about to pleasure this young man with my semen brings me up to speed. After 5 minutes of horny fucking, the condom still annoys me. I pull out my cock again and just dare. I pull the condom off quietly, fingers briefly at his hole around and put the bare tail in his hole. He himself gets nothing at all and the point is reached where my filled eggs can no longer. I inject him with such a horny load deep into his intestine that he must have actually felt it. Pull my cock out of his juicy hole and squirt him another jet of cum on his back. I grunt like a boar that just made the sow happy, but quickly dress before he realizes what happened. I put his money on the living room table and disappear. On the way home he writes to me. He asks why I sprayed him on the back and not in the rubber. I tell him that I didn't want to cum all in him. He answers pissed off and shocked, how could it come to this? I tell him that the condom must have torn and I didn't realize it. He is very angry and swears. But that makes me even hornier and makes him even more of an object. I have virtually raped him. I mated and inseminated him without him wanting it. Horny, just horny, I look forward to the next young man who can be inseminated so easily against his will.

Bf and I are being open, so let the games begin! Been trying to hook up with a dl uncut Latin top who has fucked me anon and blindfolded in the past, but his schedule is bizarre because he's hetero married. Decided to clean out and just hope for the best yesterday. Made loose plans with him, but fell through. Ended up hitting up another thick Latin top that I'd messaged before, and he was free. Headed over, and he was a slim hot enough guy with scarring on his body, but man his cock was 8.5, thick with the biggest mushroom head I've ever seen. Oral was fun, but tiring with his huge head, so I thought I'd give myself a break by showing him my ass and laying back, but I had no idea what was next. He pounded me senseless for 20min. I've been fucked hard before, but he none stop hit me as deep as he could as fast as he could looking down on me crying with a blank expression just looming over. I didn't ask to stop, but eventually he asked if I needed him to slow down and I said please Sir. I was getting worried because he said sometimes it takes him hours to cum. He fucked me face-down with my legs togetwhr for 15min and came... I rode him casually for another 30min but couldn't stick around for him to cum again. Guess it was compliment I made him cum so fast the first time!! Went home before my bf got out of work, and texted him to fuck me with this anon load inside me when he was headed home. This fuck HURT because I didn't realize how bad the Latin guy's huge cockhead had torn me up, but I wouldn't say no and was a good bitch while my bf pounded me with his thick 7.5 tool missionary til he unloaded in me. Today I hit up a top with my favorite cock ever. I was excited to let him abuse my extra sore hole because he happened to be visiting at the time, and I was already wrecked. I was going to bring my ass over for a quick fuck anyways. I walked in, lubed up his cock with only my spit (8.5, semi-cut, perfect) bent over his couch only stripping my pants, and he fucked me hard. He put his hands around my neck, and I grabbed them and pushed harder. He called me a cunt, smacked me hard, and put his hands over my carotid arteries on my neck, applying gentle press (never had this happen before). I was so turned on I just wanted to be his bitch forever and have him in control, not even caring about any consequences. I could tell he knew what was best for me. He told me he wanted to finished in me face down on his bed. He pounded me into submission again and told me I was his property, even saying he couldn't even rape me anymore I was so willing, told me to shut the fuck up, then pushed me down into the bed suffocating me as he filled my hole. I cleaned his cock, thanked him, and left. Got home and felched some of his load out of my ass I was so grateful for. Now I'm meeting with my bf to play with a bottom later... Would rather get another load but will be more fun none the less Pic of my used hole now

My body is hosed out everyday and i pre-lube any time I go out some place so i am ready for use in bathrooms, guys cars, behind buildings, random hookup app meetings. Joy of being a sex pig is that i need it constantly an always seeking it out. My mouth and ass are kept ready for their primary purpose.

Love ATM. I enjoy taking a load deep in my guts, then pulling the cock up to my mouth and slowly licking it clean of all our combined juices. I clean well beforehand, and I really make sure to use a lot of spit and throat juices to open my hole up while I am sucking his cock to get him hard. Between the spit/throat juice I am able to run into my hole and the spit/throat juices all over his cock.... the lube is all natural. So, to me, it tastes even better knowing it is all our juices I am cleaning. When I top, I have a few FWB's who absolutely love cleaning my cock afterwards. I don't even ask, I just hold my dripping cock and look at them until they drop to their knees and start licking and sucking. I've been known to give up a second load to a bottom who cleans me off well after eating our combined juice from my cock.

I had a bottom on Grindr hook up with me this afternoon. He just wanted cum in his hole, not a relationship, which is fine with me. I just needed a hole to breed with no strings attached. Turned out he was shorter, slimmer and younger that I expected but he didn't waste any time getting naked and face down on my bed, pulling his ass cheeks apart to show me his pucker. I slapped some lube on his ass and just pushed my cock in. From the groaning and moaning I could tell I was doing it right for him, but he used his inner muscles to squeeze my cock shaft too. Soon enough he had me shooting my load in his hole while he used his muscles to milk out as much as I could produce, and with me staying hard he just didn't want me to pull out. At least now I have a good regular again. He told me to call any time I need to dump a load, and I know I'll be doing that more and more often.

There wasn’t a damn thing I could do about the cum leaking out of my ass to the filthy concrete floor, except to turn around and with my tongue lick the juicy wads from the cement. Those loads were mine, they belong to me, and I fucking earned every one of them. After eating each drop of those loads, I rolled over on my back and laughed. What a fuckin’ night! It started with me hanging out alone, bored. And as anyone with a lick of sense knows, once that happens, it’s an open door to finding trouble. I called a buddy that I fuck with to see if he was around and wanted to maybe hit some bars, but the phone went unanswered. I cruised a couple of sites to see if there was any action, but it was quiet. There were a few hot men but mostly it was guys that didn’t flip a switch. I figured it might be best if I just hit a sex club or leather bar but in the end, I decided to just head out for a walk and see where it took me. I threw on some trash clothes, grabbed a cockring and some poppers, and headed out the door. I was about a half-hour from my apartment and heading downtown. Quiet Monday night, not a thing going on. As I approached some of the smaller side streets of the main drag, I noticed a guy on the sidewalk about a block ahead of me. He ducked into a building entrance. A few more seconds went by and I noticed the top of his head peeking out and then ducking back. I was now about a half a block away. He came out and stood in full view, and damn, what a sight. Nice, tight 501s, a big fat basket and nice tribal tattoos, swarthy face, very, very hot. I slowed my pace a bit – well, more than a bit, I basically stopped dead in my tracks. My cock stood at full attention in a second, and I just knew this guy would be one hell of a time. “You lookin’ to party?” he says. Now, no matter how fuckin’ hot this man was, I just didn’t pay for sex as a rule. As a matter of fact, my bank account just wasn’t up for it. “No thanks, buddy, I can’t afford it right now,” I said. He looked down at the bulge in my jeans and said, ‘Well, it looks like you are.” He looked me straight in the eye and said, “What about just fuckin’ around? I live right here.” He laughed and added. ‘No charge. Honest.” My dick responded my leaking a nice stream of precum which spotted my jeans. “Yeah?” “Yeah. Come on up.” We walked up three flights to his place. At the door to his apartment, his stopped and said, “Do you party?” “Yeah, sometimes. It depends.” I walked in and right there in the living room was a sling, rim chair and a massive wooden chair that stood on a small platform which had holes in the bottom. This guy seriously loved sex if this was his living room! He then asked me if I wanted to slam. The thought of it made me drool – slamming with this hot motherfucker, wow, what did I just walk into? I said I’d only done it a couple of times but didn’t have the big rush everybody always talks about. He said, well, it must have been shitty stuff. I can make sure you have some fun. So he mixed the shit in front of me, got the rigs ready and then stood me up in front of him and said, “I have some things you’d probably look really good in.” He walked into an adjoining room and came back with a rank, stained jock and a couple of other things, but I could not take my eyes off the man. The idea of doing this… with this man… well, it was overwhelming. He sat me down, pulled off my pants, and put my boots back on my feet. Then he slipped on that rank jock, squeezing my cock and balls, which jumped in his hands. I watched while he did the same for himself and then took out a big cigar, ashtray and some water in a jug. “Ready, fucker?” he asked. My eyes said it all. He came forward and tied me off, found a nice, fat vein, and pushed in the needle. I watched, completely fascinated, as he pulled back the plunger. There was the red flash, and in it went. He took off the tourniquet and said, “Hang on, fucker!” I coughed, and simply seemed to become breathless. There was a moment of panic but then I was flooded with it, begging him, almost incoherent. I went to my knees in front of him. He did himself quickly, and when he pushed in his hit he looked at me like a fuckin’ demon. “Get the fuck over here, pig!” He made me crawl along the floor toward him. He sat down in the large chair and said, “Get that mouth around this cock.” I was rushing hard – really hard – and I could feel myself getting wet. I opened my mouth and sucked in that semi-hard, dripping cock. He put a hand on my head and guided me while I moaned and slurped up his cock. He was talking the whole time, calling me his fuck boy, telling me just what might be in store for me. All I knew was that I could not wait to get his cock in my hole. For the next couple of hours he put me through my paces. I was poked, prodded, slapped, flogged, and made to lick his boots while he smoked his great big stogie. I was forced to lick his nice, ripe ass, to eat his hole, and then he put a hood on me and force-fed me his cock. While I was at his feet, licking his boots, he made a phone call to a buddy. “Come on, fucker, we’re going to visit a friend of mine. You’re too good of a pig to keep all to myself.” He forced me into a flight suit, grabbed a few things and put them in a bag. In a couple of minutes, we were on the way to his buddy’s house. Once we were there, he pulled a collar out of the bag and put it around my neck. “Be real nice to my friend, boy, if you know what’s good for you.”

Well guys remember, youths a mask but it dont last. Some of these rude putudowners will be there soon.

And Vaseline also has the added advantage that if you find a top insistent on using a condom - sure, go ahead! Then when it breaks, tell them you want their cum and they’ll be so horny that they won’t even care 😈

I usually pre-lube when I 'm ready and hunting for loads -going to the baths or an underwear party or a bar, etc. I find that once a guy slips his hand into my hole and finds it wet, he's MUCH more likely to fuck me right then and there! Plus, when I'm taking loads, I don't want the top wasting time grabbing lube and getting me wet. I'm already wet, just breed me, Daddy!

Reading through the replies, it sounds like the general cut-off age is somewhere around 30. I don't "card" guys in the fuckjoints, but I can honestly say that nubile, hairless, "young" guys don't do much for me at all. I get that they need to gain experience, all of that, but I don't need to be their professor. I like fucking men, and if that means they're over 30, 35 fine. I wouldn't rob a wheelchair either, but an experienced Hole is far more enticing. I would hazard that most bottoms under 30 have yet to learn much of their craft, mostly because they haven't had to yet. A sweet, young thing may be attractive to many experienced Tops, but that doesn't mean the kid is worth fucking. We all like puppies, kittens, whatever because they're so cute and innocent and gawd knows what else. That doesn't mean they're experienced Holes or Breeders yet. All of us were young once, and gathered perhaps more action than our experienced deserved merely because of our youthfulness. The blush of youth may be nice to look at, but that hardly means the kid is worth fucking - far more likely it means he isn't.

Austin is a freak in bed. One of the best slam sessions ever. I was in Philly and we hooked up there. I proudly carry his strains with me forever!

If you’re horny, don’t waste your time with: ⁃ lying to yourself: were you seriously looking for a monogamous relationship while you were at the same time secretly dreaming to be one of those horndogs who fuck from one man to the next, who enjoy every new experience with every new man, or who love to be in the middle of a group orgy and have their dicks in every whole possible? (You have no idea what beautiful memories to cherish you’re going to create). ⁃ Watching porn in order to dream of being someone else. Stop dreaming and suppressing the desire of being one of those horndogs and start becoming one in real life. ⁃ listening to other people’s morals - they can only refer to their standards (which aren’t perfect either). Make your own standards! No one gets to tell you what to do with your body, your heart, your mind, or your time. ⁃ Letting others shame you for how you’re wired. They’ll never get to comprehend why you’re not content with few limited reasons to have sex, and to suppress most of your desires as they do. You are able to enjoy the countless reasons to connect sexually on various levels and to fulfill yourself and your fellow people. Appreciate it as a gift. ⁃ Being choosy about a potential Sex partner. (Experience has taught me that you sometimes don’t see the beauty of others with your eyes, but only then when you’re already inside of them…). The looks of a man doesn’t tell anything about all the sexual gifts that he could still bring along with him. Don’t forget that others can also choosy about you as well. ⁃ messing around with men who would just rumble around, acting hard to get, or come up with a list of terms and conditions before opening up for a fuck. Don’t let anyone waste your time. Don’t let anyone be a strain for your sex drive. You don’t need to beg anyone for a fuck. There are other countless uncomplicated potential sex partners out there. Go look out for those who are just the same kind of horndog as you. There are more than enough out there coming along your way who’ll be ready for you without reservation and will drop pants for you just as fast as you would love to drop yours. ⁃ Feeling ashamed of being a horndog and dick driven - own it, be proud of it, and live it! You don’t need to justify your sex drive to anyone - only to yourself as long as you don’t satisfy it.

Whore 12 – A continuation Now left alone, I could feel my newly fisted cunt throb. Reaching back, I made my way past my tender cunt lips to feel the gaped chasm that Daddy had left as my fingers were covered in the viscous juices. Instinctively, I slipped the fingers of my left hand past my parched lips and tasted myself. “Shit...” I moaned, taking in the taste of my cunt while I explored my expanded cunt with my right hand. Two fingers became three inside me... cunt still hungry, I slipped in the fourth digit until I had most of my hand inside... my cunt was twitching for more. “Oh, God!” I moaned, realizing what it meant and I forced myself to take it all. The initial pain again turned to pleasure as my cunt lips surrounded my wrist and I began to explore my own cunt... Slowly, I stretched out my hand and my cunt walls spasmed while the feeling of both the being fisted and fisting a cunt overcame me. I was inside myself... My fingers now crept along the moist velvet walls. “Mutherfucker!!!!” I howled. Desperately trying to take more of my own fist, I tried to stretch and will myself deeper but I couldn’t. “Shit, please...” I begged to any spiritual force that would listen but it was futile. With increasing pressure on my fist, cunt juices coated my hand as I continued to fuck myself with my fist until I let out an intense cry. My cunt was aching and began to pulse... on and on the anal orgasm went. “FUUUUUCK!” When the last spasms ended, I gently pulled my fist out... followed by the wet folds of a reddened rosebud. Feeling the moist folds, I smiled... remembering cunt’s bloom... and I fell to the floor of the cage with my slimed hand at my lips. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I woke up... I don’t know how long after being left in the cage... I had lost all sense of time. I lurched and stopped with a start as the chain to my septum prevented me from sitting up. Moaning, I felt the dryness of my mouth.... cotton mouth, I thought as I tried to produce spit to moisten my mouth. “Fucking beautiful whore...” cunt smiled, hovering over me with a bottle of water. “How’re you feeling?” “Shit... cunt, like fucking like shit.” I grabbed the water and took it down a series of gulps. “Yeah?” he joked, holding a full pipe to me. “Think this would help?” “Shit yeah!” Nodding, he put the stem to my lips and placed the lit torch to the crystal shards held in the bowl. I took a deep hit and felt the warmth of the clouds fill my lungs and begin to renew me. “Fucking needed that!” I gasped, shooting the stream into cunt’s open mouth and we began to devour each other between the hits. “Just like it’s supposed to be.” cunt laughed with a sexy grin. “Fucking chemmed up whore.” “MMMMMMm” I sighed, taking in another thick cloud and holding it. “I DEFINITELY needed that.” Releasing me, cunt pulled me up and we sat on our haunches face-to-face. I looked intently at him as if seeing him again for the first time. My hands grabbed hold of the thickened tits pointing straight down off the shelf of his muscled pecs. “Like them?” he gasped as my fingernails gripped them to feel the thickened flesh. “Shit yeah,” I moaned, moving my hands down the deep ridges of his eight-pack to his thick muscled thighs spread out framing his obscenely bloated ball sac suspended in the stretched out yellow jockstrap. “Do you ever regret it?” I asked, holding the melon-sized sac and then moving down to his permanently distended cunt lips. “Never...” he smiled. “You?’ he asked, his fingers trailing down the tats swirling my ringed tits and around my torso to the nub of my caged cock. “Uh uh... it’s all about cunt now.” I nodded. “CUNT?” he laughed at the irony of what I had just said. “Yeah...” I laughed, “CUNT” and I moved in to kiss him. Breaking our kiss, he crawled out of the cage and stood with his hand extended. “Good... cause I don’t think either one of us is done yet.” I crawled out of the cage, took his hand and stood. He motioned to the door and his eyes fell in deference. I hesitated for a moment before I realized immediately what to do. I looked at cunt... the omega... and I nodded. I made my way to the dungeon door with cunt obediently behind me. My heart began to beat faster as I took hold of the handle and opened the door. Walking into the dungeon, I noticed that we were alone. I turned to cunt... “Where is everyone?” “You’ve been out for almost two days. Fuck man... You need to build up your stamina.” he snickered. “Max and Colin left after I serviced them. Daddy took puppy to get his knot.” “Yeah?” I smiled. ““And boy?” “Out...” he said, nearing my pit and taking a lick. “Nice... but we should shower.” I cracked a smile and walked to the shower area as I removed my gear until I was left only with my cage. Turning on the warm water, I sighed as the cascading stream hit my body. “Fucking stud,” cunt growled, coming behind me and wrapping his arms around me. I pulled him directly under the shower head then turned around and bent to kiss him, pushing my tongue past his lips and into his cuntmouth. Slipping his hands down my hips, he pulled himself against my groin until my caged cock and sac rested on his engorged sac. “Goddamn sexy cunt.” I let out. He pulled away from me, grabbed a bar of soap and began lathering my body, letting his hands explore every inch of my tatted skin. He ran them over my hard pecs before making his way down my abs and took hold of my crotch with his soapy hands. I groaned, watching the water splash on his smooth face and down his equally smooth muscled body. My mouth watered seeing the rivulets of water run down his pecs and drip off his thick fleshy tits. I took his face in my hands and kissed him again. “Back now,” I snickered. I turned around and in long strokes while tracing the muscled lats, he began to lather my back. Slowly, he moved down to my ass cheeks. I moved to the shower wall and raised my hands to the cold black tiles and instinctively spread my legs and arched. His hands continued their movement, working their way to my cunt. I remained still, taking in the sensation of his soap slick fingers massaging and cleaning my puffy cunt lips. After a while, I straightened up and pulled cunt directly under the flow. “My turn.” I took my time soaping and washing cunt’s body. My hands roamed every inch, wanting to memorize every inch of his beautiful body. When I reached his cunt lips, I pulled us both down to the shower floor and spread his cheeks. I began to lovingly soap his low hanging sac. I then made my way to where his crotch met his inner thighs before reaching my favorite part of him... his cunt lips. “Goddamn, cunt...” I growled, “I fucking can’t get over how beautiful they are.” He laughed and just raised his hips, allowing me full access. I continued massaging them until they were clear of any soap. “There.... all clean.” I chuckled. “Yeah? All clean?” he laughed before releasing his rosebud against my wet fingers. “Aww man,” I grunted, leaning down and slipping my tongue into the warm folds of his cunt. After a few minutes feasting on cunt, I slapped his ass and pulled us up. I turned off the water and cunt grabbed a towel and dried us both off. “Ok you fucking subs,” boy uttered, interrupting the moment. He walked into the dungeon, fully kitted out in his rubber gear and I immediately straightened up with my eyes downcast, after being reminded of my own place. We quickly geared up in our respective jock, harness and collar. Walking up to me, boy looked up into my eyes. “Fucking whore... You may be taller than me but I am your beta.” Nodding, I sank to my knees and placed my lips against the rubbered pouch containing the pumped-up cock. “That’s it, fucking cock craving whore.” he smirked, pulling down his jockstrap and releasing his massive cock. I immediately went for it and took it in, feeling my jaw ache. My hands gripped his pale muscled thighs and worked their way up. Suddenly, I realized something was missing and my hands began to search... his sac was missing! I immediately released the cock and looked. With a sigh of relief, I saw the stretched-out skin of his sac laying against his own bloated cunt lips. His weighted sac was nestled in his cunt... “Yeah... fucker... My cunt sometimes craves to be full and heavy.” boy smiled, pushing the weighted sac out of his cunt with a loud plop. “You see... my sac hangs even lower than cunt’s. Daddy inflated his... and mine...well,” he laughed, swinging his hips and it began to swing back and forth. Groaning, I began to tongue the wet sac, tasting boy’s cunt then took his warm balls into my mouthcunt. “Good whore...” he moaned, gripping my chin. I began to relax my throat at the sight of boy’s thickening cock above me but then I felt his hands on my shoulders. “Turn around, whore.” boy commanded me, pushing me onto my hands and knees. I could feel boy’s hard cock rubbing against my freshly cleaned cunt. He remained there for a moment until I felt the stinging slap of his hand on my ass cheek. “Argh!” I cried out, not from the pain but the unexpected slap. And with another slap, boy shoved his cock to the hilt. “Fucking where it belongs, whore...” he grunted in pleasure as he let loose with a burst of slaps while fucking me. His cock now seeming even bigger than it was the last time he fucked me, I spread my arms out and splayed my fingers to steady myself. “Oh, God... Please... Drain your fucking cock into me.... do it!” I pleaded. “God damn, fucking hot cunt...” boy sighed, feeling the heat radiating from the walls of my cunt envelop his shaft. Taking over and shoving myself onto boy’s swollen cock, I forced my hungry cunt down boy’s throbbing cock until I felt my tender cunt lips against boy’s shaved crotch. “Jesus...” he moaned... “Make my cock feel good.” And that’s what I did.... I began to fuck myself while he remained still and relished in the sensations of my cunt lips sliding along his solid cock. Our grunts and groans increased in an ever-quickening pace as cunt saw the puddle of cunt juices collect on the dungeon floor. Moving close, cunt began to lick his lips knowing that he would soon be lapping up the remnants of my fucked cunt. A devilish grin came over cunt’s face and he grabbed my swollen tits and squeezed... hard. “FUCK YEAH!” I cried out, feeling his fingernails digging into my tits. “WHORE!” boy gasped in pleasure, feeling my cunt contract around his throbbing cock. Settling in to frenzied rhythm, I frantically fucked myself while wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through my body. Focusing on boy’s pleasure, I rammed myself against boy’s crotch as fast and hard as I could... “Take it deep, whore...” cunt snarled, determined to get boy off and dug even deeper into my tits. “Shiiiiiit!” I groaned deeply and clamped down causing boy to shudder and explode, flooding my cunt. Collapsing on my sweaty back, boy gasped for air as I continued milk the last drops of his cum into me. “MMMMM.” boy sighed, pushing himself off me and moving to face me. The moment boy stood, cunt rushed underneath me and began lapping up puddle of slime underneath me. The dungeon floor now cleaned of the remnants of the fuck, he moved to my cunt... his tongue darting in and around my cunt lips. Chuckling at the sight of cunt’s depravity, he held his softening cock. Immediately, I opened my mouth to accept his piss and began swallowing as fast I could. His bladder continued to empty itself as I gulped to make sure I didn’t miss a drop. I knew what was expected and, in fact, had begun to crave the taste of piss. As the flow stopped, I leaned forward to take the last drops onto my tongue and cleaned off my own cunt juices from his shaft, filling my mouthcunt with the taste of cum, piss and cunt juices. I looked up into boy’s beautiful green eyes looking down at me and belched before sticking the tip of my tongue into his piss slit. “Goddamn pig!” boy laughed, pulling out and slapping me with his now flaccid cock while inhaling the acrid scent of chem piss and my digestive juices. Quickly grabbing me by the collar, boy then led me to the sling and I hopped on in a split second, I was secured, my legs open to reveal my cunt. Between my legs he stood, fondling my already reddened and swollen cunt lips. “Goddamn hot, mate,” boy murmured. “You’re gonna love what comes next.” And that’s when I saw what he meant... cunt was handing him a clear acrylic rosebud pumper. “Fuck!” I groaned, lifting my hips. “Yeh?” boy, grunted. “Do it!” I moaned, my eyes locking on cunt’s and feeling the center rod slide sliding past my cunt lips until the cylinder edge sat against my flesh. And with that, I had completely surrendered to Daddy’s will and the work on my cunt lips began. “This whore is gonna feel every single pump.” boy snarled, “One a minute, cunt.” My head fell back in a faint moan as the seal was fixed with the first pump.... the pressure on my cunt lips had started. At first, I couldn’t feel much but by the third pump, I felt them pulling away from me and slowly sliding up the inside of the cylinder chamber. The slow pulsing of the pumping action continued while boy and cunt watched from the bed. I was going mad as I felt my cunt being pulled out of me. “Please!” I begged, the pleasure of the pumping of my cunt lips now beginning to move into pain after about 20 minutes. I felt as if my cunt lips would be ripped from my body. “Shut it off cunt.” boy commanded. I let out a gutteral moan of relief... The tube to the cylinder now released, I took a breath and felt the pressure surrounding my cunt. “Shit yes!” I moaned, staring intently at cunt who was nodding. “Time to slam.” boy chuckled at cunt, motioning him to prepare some rigs. Instantly, my body began to rise and buck. I was confused... was it a reaction to the mention of a slam? I wanted the slam.... No.... I needed it! “Yep...” boy nodded. Knowing that cunt always prepared his dose first, boy watched cunt mix and fill the rig quickly. Yeah... boy thought... “Same dose.” he ordered as cunt looked at up boy with a questioning look. “You heard me... His orders.” Nodding, cunt prepared my dose and then finished up with boy’s. With my eyes still on cunt, I watched him slowly slip the rig into my vein and release the dose into my body. “Goddamn...” I stuttered, coughing violently while boy bent over the site and licked the trace of blood from my arm. Losing my focus as a high-pitched ringing filled my ears, cunt then slammed boy. “You dirty mutherfucker!” boy yelled, realizing the strength of his slam. “His orders,” cunt laughed, slamming himself as he watched boy’s pupils dilate and blacken. The chems now surging through us, boy grabbed cunt and slammed him to the ground. “Present cunt...” boy demanded. Spreading his legs, boy spread the chemmed lube around the bloated cunt lips and roughly inserted two greasy fingers into cunt. “Awwww, fuck!” cunt groaned, catching his breath as boy yanked his fingers out and violently shoved his now swollen cock into cunt’s cum receptacle. “Take it mutherfucker!” boy laughed as he completely pulled out and then pounded back through the slick cunt lips. The assault continued... his muscled body relentlessly tearing into a moaning and grunting cunt while filling the dungeon with a string of expletives. “Fucking love it don’t you?” boy grunted as he reached under and grabbed the melon-sized sac jutting out from cunt’s groin. Now gripping the sac, the brutal fucking continued as I watched cunt just take it... he was nothing more than a cunt, destined to service cock. Watching cunt’s muscled body squirm underneath boy, I smiled and realized that I was jealous of cunt. All he cared about was being spun out and servicing cock. “Please...” I pleaded. My body was now covered in chemmed up sweat as the attached cylinder pulled against my cunt lips with every rise and fall of my hips. “What’s that whore?” boy snorted turning to me while tightly gripping the stretched-out skin leading down to cunt’s sac. “FUCK!” cunt head swung back in pain as boy pulled harder, making him buck against boy’s crotch. Their bodies were dripping sweat... boy picked up the pace of his fucking even more until I saw his jaw tighten... “FUCKING FAGGOT CUNT!” boy roared, exploding inside cunt’s battered hole. Grabbing cunt by his harness, boy raised cunt up against his pecs and lowered his head to cunt’s pits. “Fucking chem sweat.” boy said, licking up the dripping trail of sweat. Then turning to me, boy pushed cunt off his cock, stood and walked over to me as he firmly held his still semi-hard cock in his hand. “Yeh... Daddy’s gonna transform you into the perfect whore.” he snarled with a malevolent look on his face. Before I knew it, his hand was on my throat... his fingers gripping me tightly. He grabbed my head, pushing it back and shoved the slime-covered cock into my mouthcunt... and began to face-fuck me. I struggled to breathe... there was no rhythm to his thrusts. “I got another fucking load, mate!” boy laughed, and continued ramming. I was restrained so there was nothing I could do but work to get him off so he would stop. I willed my throat to expand to allow me time to gather a breath through my nose. I began to tighten my lips around boy’s thick shaft, hoping that would do the trick. My body began to stiffen as the pummeling continued. I knew I wouldn’t be able to take much more and my eyes began to flutter as my vision began to blur. Then, as my eyes began to roll up, I saw a pair of hands grab onto boy’s shoulders and boy flew across the room onto the dungeon floor. Finally able to breathe, I began to gasp and take in large amounts of air as I felt my arms being released. A pair of strong arms held me up and I heard a deep voice... it was Daddy. “Slowly, whore.” Daddy said, massaging my chest. Gathering my breath, I relaxed into his arms and he placed me down against the sling. He then angrily turned to boy still on the floor. “On the cross, NOW!” he roared. Struggling to get up, boy stumble to the St Andrews cross and stood gripping the top of the planks. “TURN AROUND!” With a start, boy turned and faced the planks, his back facing the room. “SECURE THAT PIECE OF SHIT!” Daddy yelled at cunt as he grabbed a flogger from the rack. Scrambling to obey, cunt quickly restrained boy’s ankles and rose to secure his wrists. As cunt stepped back, I saw him whisper something in boy’s ear but it wasn’t clear. “GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THAT GODDAMN SPUN OUT SKIN!” Daddy angrily walked up to boy and lifted the flogger, swinging it to gather speed. With a crack, the tails hit boy’s muscular back. “AHHHHHHHHHHH!” boy howled at the top of his lungs and recoiled against the sharp pain inflicted by Daddy. In utter terror, boy hung to the cross and waited for another as the lashes on his skin began to redden and weep. I saw Daddy again swing the flogger... the tails whipped in the air and I held my breath, waiting for next strike. Faster and faster the tails flew... but at the last minute, Daddy threw the flogger across the room, hitting the mirrored wall and landing on the floor. He took a deep breath and walked up to boy, sliding his fingers against the now bleeding wounds. “I trust that I won’t have to repeat this again.” Daddy said, pressing his finger into boy’s back, causing boy to grunt in pain. “NOOO! SIR!” boy quickly responded. “Good boy.” Daddy grunted, placing his finger against boy’s lips. His lips now sucking on Daddy’s bloody fingertip, boy began to writhe and arch... he was offering his cunt. “Huh...” Daddy snarled seeing boy’s reaction... even in pain, boy’s cunt needed attention... and he walked away. “Get him out of here.” I remained transfixed as cunt released the whimpering boy and they walked slowly out of the dungeon. “How you feeling whore?” Daddy asked me, standing between my outstretched legs. “Fine, Sir.” “It seems that boy can’t handle the same amount as you or cunt.” he said, now looking directly at my stretched-out cunt lips encased in the clear cylinder. “No matter. I have you.” he murmured, now playfully pulling on the cylinder. “Yes!” I groaned, the sensation on my cunt lips building. Working deftly, Daddy slipped his fingers against the seal and with a loud release of air, he liberated my erupted cunt lips. “Excellent...” he grinned as he lowered his face. “OH GOD!” I yelped, feeling the combination of his rough beard and slick tongue assault my cunt lips. My cunt contracted and then opened in hunger. My muscular legs pulled against the chains holding the sling... my hips rose to meet Daddy as he continued to feed. He needed no encouragement and continued probing and teasing my bloated cunt lips. I continued moaning, feeling the burn of his beard alternating from my taint to my edges of my cunt lips. “Fuck yes!” I sobbed, pushing myself onto Daddy’s face as the waves of pleasure flowed over my body. “So fucking good,” Daddy purred into my cunt before standing. He stood before me, his ringed cock standing hard and rigid. Taking a step forward, Daddy placed his hands across my flanks. The hunger in my cunt increased and I hissed as I felt the thick shaft push past my swollen cunt lips. “Yessss...” I bit my lip as more of Daddy’s cock entered me... His hips flexing forward, the warmth in my cunt spread through the nerve endings in waves of pleasure and his thighs began to meet my inner thighs, releasing a wet, rhythmic slap. Knowing how tender my cunt lips were, his powerful thrusts increased as I began to groan in pleasure with every slam of his groin against the tender flesh. “Deeper!” I begged... The volley of thrusts continued... Then I felt Daddy’s cock swell... I looked up to see his teeth clenched, eyes screwed tightly and a gush of cum filled me. Several minutes passed while Daddy remained in me. “Not done yet...” he chuckled, wiping the sweat from his brow. “Piss!” I groaned, feeling the stream fill my cunt. My cunt began to expand, filling with Daddy’s piss. Laughing, Daddy placed his hands on my abs as they rose from product of his bladder. Slapping my abs, “Hold it...” he chuckled and pulled his cock out of me. He reached for a large silicon plug and slid it past my cunt lips to seal his piss inside me. Without another word, he released my ankles and stood me up. “Can you walk on your own?” he finally asked. “Yes, Daddy.” Nodding, he turned and walked towards the dungeon door. “OK, whore... you got a job to do for the next few weeks.” I didn’t understand but I knew not to ask and I followed him out into the house. Although the rest of the house was nondescript, there were subtle signs of what occurred within its walls. We walked past the living room full of leather furniture. Baskets of toys sat next to them on the floor, readily accessible to anyone who wanted to use them. Continuing on, we reached one of the guest rooms. “This is where you’ll stay... I’ve arranged a set of weights for you so you can continue working out. You’ll be starting a new cycle of steroids tomorrow.” Daddy opened the door and walked in. Following, I entered and saw the set of weights directly in front of me. Turning to examine the room, I saw what I was meant to do here. On the other side of the room was a large hospital bed with puppy asleep under a white sheet. I neared the bed and noticed the bulge at his groin. I pulled back the sheet and saw the catheter tube running from his bandaged crotch. “Shit yes...” I growled, knowing that I was going to watching over puppy... hell, I had my own supply of piss to boot. I felt Daddy step up behind me, place his hands on my shoulders and I knelt. “You’ll be taking his first knot.” Daddy whispered in my ear and my plugged cunt began to throb.

Luv the taste of ass juice, and anything else in there, on a cock, from my ass, or any ass!!

1. Questionnaires James woke up to hear his phone chiming. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. He was in his apartment, but he didn't remember coming back. He tried to move, and discovered every muscle in his body was sore. Painfully, he reached down. His stomach was sticky with sweat and lube, and his dick was soft and limp. Bit of the night started to return to him. Conrad fucking him, as he begged Conrad to stop. Strangers fucking him as he cried in agony. Conrad laughing as he whimpered in pain. He had been nothing to these men, and they treated him like the faggot he was. He reached around, and gingerly explored his asshole with a finger. It was tender. He gasped, and learned that his throat was as sore as his asshole. Another memory returned. This time, his head was off the side of a bed, and a thick black cock was buried in his throat. It was deep enough that it choked off his oxygen. He had tried to push it away; that only got his arms tied down. He was shivering now, not so much cold as he was terrified. Conrad lived only a few doors down. He couldn't stop remembering the sound of Conrad's laugh. When he had gagged, Conrad had just laughed that much harder. Finally, he forced himself to look at the phone. The message was from Mitchell. "Audition for you tomorrow. I'll e-mail details." James tried to speak. He could barely get out a word, his throat was so sore. There was no way he could audition tomorrow in his current state. "Really bad sore throat," he wrote back. "Can barely talk." "Let me see what I can do," Mitchell texted back. James tried to stretch out his muscles; he found new areas of tenderness. There were bruises on his wrist, where he had struggled against the restraints. He had been blindfolded; the man fucking his hole had paused. The unknown man whispered in his ear. "Turns me on. Watching you struggle like that." He tried to forget what had happened next. "I want you to see my doctor," Mitchell texted. "14:00," he said, and gave an address. James looked at his phone. It was already 12:30. He forced himself out of bed, forcing himself to ignore the pain. He took a shower, and washed away the accumulated sweat, lube, spit, and cum. He felt a bit better, until he looked in the mirror. There were some light bruises on his face; he couldn't remember when he had gotten them. A further exploration of his body revealed some welts on his ass, and bruises around his ankles as well. He was numb. He hated himself, hated what he felt, hated that he had let it happen to him. He put on his clothes, and called an Uber. The office was a nondescript building in a nondescript commercial district. He went to the second floor office and walked in. There were four seats in the waiting area, only one was occupied by a muscular older man. He went to the receptionist. He was a slim Latino, and James found himself imagining the possibilities with the older man and Latino. "Hi. I'm Jim, James," he said, catching himself. The receptionist looked up; he had a thick, trimmed beard. James stuttered for a moment. "I've, I've, I've got an appointment." "Oh yes. Mitchell had booked it." He pulled out a clipboard and handed it to him. "Can you just fill this out before the doctor sees you?" He motioned for James to take a seat. As James sat across from the bearded older man, he looked him over. He was good looking, and there was an unmistakable bulge in his jeans. Unfortunately, the man caught him staring, and smiled. James quickly glanced away and sat down. James tried to focus on the questionnaire, despite feeling the man's eyes on him. He read the first question. "In the past 48 hours, how many sexual partners have you had?" There were two columns of answers, one labeled "Receptive" and "Insertive." For each, there were just four options, "None," "One," "Two," and "Three or more." James circled his answers. "Three or more" for getting fucked, and none at all for fucking. He moved on to the next questions. "What forms of safer sex did you use, if any." Again, there were options, but only one applied to James. "None." James started on the next question, "What of the following have you done in the past six months?" He started to check off some of the options. He had used "party drugs," as the survey put it. He had sex with strangers. He had been restrained. The last one made him cause. "Sex without your consent (Raped)." He remembered how he had begged Conrad to stop. He remembered how Conrad had laughed. "I need to cum," he said. "That's all you need to worry about." His ass throbbed at the memory; he wasn't sure if he was horrified or aroused by it. He checked the box. But before he could go to the next page, the door opened, and two men walked out. He immediately recognized Tiago; this time in a shirt and tie, wearing a white lab coat and a stethoscope. He was followed by a young black man. He was wearing black pants and under the blue polo shirt, James could see the muscles ripple with each move. "I wondered if it was you," Tiago said. Tiago smiled, and James knew that even if his memory of the time with Tiago was fuzzy, Tiago's memory was crisp and clear. "This is my intern, Fabien," he said, introducing the young man next to him. He was at most a year or two older than James. James went to stand up; he realized he was about six inches taller than Fabien. "Don't worry," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "You want to finish up the questionnaire with him?" "Sure," Fabien said. He took the clipboard, and read the answers. He turned to James. "All bottom, huh?" "Yeah," James stammered. He tried not to meet Fabien's eyes. He had all the answers right in front of him. "And all bareback, too?" Fabien asked. Tiago was standing, watching, nodding his head. James caught the stranger staring at him, and smiling. He adjusted his dick in his jeans; James could see the stranger's cock was massive. "Yeah," James stammered. He didn't want this interview to happen where anyone could see it. "You said drugs," Fabien continued. "Which ones?" Fabien wasn't even trying to keep his voice down. Even the Latino receptionist had stopped shuffling papers, and was listening. "Uh..." The entire room was focused on him. "Weed?" Fabien asked. James nodded. "GHB?" James nodded again. "Tina?" James nodded a third time. He couldn't stand to look at the stranger again, much less Fabien or Tiago. "Anything else?" He remembered Conrad telling him to snort something. "He called it vitamin K?" "That's a bunch," Fabien said. He looked at the clipboard. His eye fell on the last one. "Let's go back," he said, turning to Tiago. "Yeah," he said. "Let's go," Tiago said, helping James to his feet. "We can talk more." As the two men led James back to an examination room, James heard the stranger ask the receptionist. "You've got his number, right?" "Hell yeah," the receptionist said, as the Fabien shut the door.

Hey guys, I’m currently training to take fists. 🤜🏼 I’m stretching myself using toys and planning to take full on fists this year. I do want to become a gaped whore, and fisting is probably the best/ funnest way to achieve that. When I’m using toys, I notice that my hole closes once I take it out completely. I’m able to gape for a few seconds before it involuntarily closes. It’s very frustrating as I want remain gaped long enough to take pics/vids and just enjoy the feeling of being a hole. 🕳 I was wondering if any one has tips on how I can extend the time of my gape? I know practice is key but if anyone has any other advice I’d love to hear it. Thank you!

Thanks for these really helpful, if ominous, observations. I admit the criticisms of BBRTS are mostly valid. Still, I'll always have a soft spot for BBRTS. When I started using it, raw sex was seriously deviant and BBRTS was the only place I felt comfortable. The website format may be very beneficial in future. And the visual design is still great. So, guys, let's not abandon the site!

PART SEVEN I came to a couple of hours later with a throbbing pain in my arse once again. It was starting to worry me how much the poppers were affecting me and making me do, as I looked down at my now hairless arms & legs. I pulled the plug out with a pop and went to the bathroom to clean it up, as well as the shower which was now filled with body hair. I made my mind up that I would only do what Tyler asked me to do and steer clear of the poppers as it was bringing out a Mr Hyde side of my personality that I really didn't want out in the open. With a clear mind, I couldn't help but marvel at how I must've been able to fit the plug inside me while I cleaned it up, I dried it up & put it with the poppers in a plastic bag in my closet for when I'd return to Carson to get my next dose of PREP. I had enough to see me through the next couple of weeks seeing it appeared that I had to take it every day. I certainly didn't want to catch anything and I fully intended for the guys to wear condoms if they were going to have sex with me but I thought it best to be on the safe side. Feeling a bit dazed and kinda hungover from the beating my brain had been getting over the past day or so, I thought I'd take it easy & spend the rest of the day cleaning the apartment. There was still a bag of my ex's stuff that she'd used when she came over which I threw into my closet as well. We were gonna organise for her to come round at some stage to pick it up, but I thought it best to put it all in the closet for when she did. Out of sight, out of mind for both of them really. It was mid-afternoon when I heard a buzz of my doorbell. Looking at the fuzzy camera it didn't look like anyone I recognised when the voice came through, "Barry sent me, he came this morning." Barry must've been Mr Hi-Viz? Oh god, what was this guy gonna do to me? Footsteps came slowly to the door and I heard a gentle knock and I opened the door. It would've been a guy roughly Barry's age but in a lot better shape, not that he was fit or anything but he'd obviously been a labourer for a long time and was still reasonably fit. What was also pretty obvious was that he'd had a few drinks and that he was pretty nervous as he came in. "Um...hi....I work with Barry and we've been down the pub down the road. He was ...um....telling me about a great blowjob he had this morning and said that if I said his name...you'd look after me too. I've got money!" God, this was the weirdest situation....he was more nervous than I was! I could tell the state he was in and his nervousness that it wasn't likely to be something regular so I thought why not. "I'm no poof or anything....it's just that it's been a while since my wife died and Barry said you were really good...." "Well, I'm glad to know I come highly recommended!" I replied, trying to relax him, completely ignoring that he thought that I was gay. "You sure do.....where did you want me?" he asked, looking around nervously. It was so cute how unsure of himself he was! "Wherever will make you feel more relaxed" I replied. I was sounding like an old pro, despite the fact this was only the second guy that'd paid me for anything! He sat down on the couch, fumbling with his belt & got his pants and briefs down. "Got much planned for tonight?" "Sorry mate, I'd just rather not know a guy's sucking my cock if that's OK? If you could just keep quiet & suck me off I'd really appreciate it" and he sat back on the couch with his eyes closed, not subtly letting me know that he wouldn't be watching me. I probably should've been offended that he didn't want to see me but it didn't worry me too much, in my mind this meant there was far less pressure. I smiled to myself when he started moaning as soon I started to run my fingers delicately over his cock. This was gonna be easy, and fun! The head of his hardening cock was glistening so I ran my tongue round it, to get the pre-cum. Only thing was, it wasn't pre-cum and must've actually been piss as I'd never tasted it before. I guess because of the beers he'd drunk it didn't taste too bad and I let myself continue with the job at hand, and in mouth. While I sucked his cock like I thought a woman would, it started to dawn on me that different guys liked their dicks worked differently, which made sense of course, I'd just never thought of it that way. Barry this morning pretty much face fucked me, whereas this guy liked it more when I gave long, deliberate licks up & down his shaft as I jerked him. I had to admit that it was a turn-on thinking that there were so many different ways I might be sucking cock in the future. "Oh god baby...please don't stop" he moaned, and gently put his hand on the top of my head. My hair's pretty thin so I don't think it broke him out of the illusion that he was being blown by a woman and I didn't want to break him out of that so kept using light touches and higher moans if I did make a sound. He started getting super hard now and so I could tell with my wealth (ha!) of experience that he was close to cumming. "Oh yes honey...that's it...that's it...that's OHHHHHHHHH" and before I could pull back to ask where he wanted to put his load, it started to fill my mouth. I could tell that it must've been a while because I could feel big thick spurts of it, running down my throat. He still gently held my head in place so I wasn't sure whether he wanted me to swallow or not. I thought I'd give him a treat & I did, it was also kind of a treat for me too. He came down from the high and opened his eyes, looking round the room. "Shit, that was a lot, sorry. Where did you spit it out?" "Haha, I didn't actually" I replied, and pointed to my open mouth. "All down the hatch!" "Oh yeah, I forgot you poofs love cum" (that word again!) "Um...let me get my wallet" and he rifled around in his pants. As he opened his wallet, I could tell that he only had $50 and $5 notes. "Look, I'm sorry I didn't mean this...Barry said he either pays $10 or $20 when he gets...." "$5's fine" I interrupted, "You can pay me more next time you come round." "Um, yeah....we'll see...um thanks" and he put the $5 on the table next to the door as he hurried out. As I put the $5 into my wallet, I was wondering what I should've been shocked more by: that I sucked some random old guy off & swallowed his cum for $5, or that I sucked some random old guy off & swallowed his cum for $5 and I didn't mind at all! END OF PART SEVEN

For me it really depends on the setting. If it's a pump and dump ass up scene, I like a jock on, so my cock is constrained. A lot of my visitors are straight, or at least pretending to be in their head, so I know they'd just as soon not have my cock and balls in the way or be reminded of them. If it's a one on one, with kissing and body play, I want to be totally naked and hope my partner is too. Bathhouses, naked except for the towel. Sex clubs, usually only the bottoms are partially undressed, tops stay clothed, at least at Slammers in LA. So, I usually do a jock and a loose tank top and since you are walking around, keep my sneakers on. Public bathrooms, nothing sexier than just dropping trow for a breeding.

I clean out at home then lube up once I'm inside the club for the first load. Then use the cum as lube for the rest of the loads.

The general issues and the individual issue with BBRTS that people have mentioned are frustrating, but BBRTS's platform-independent mobile Web site and direct payment options make the service a bastion of freedom in an increasingly regulated Internet landscape. You could probably breed guys by accessing BBRTS from a $50 Raspberry Pi 4 hobby computer whose truly open-source operating system runs the Firefox Web browser. You don't need a smart phone that costs hundreds of dollars. (Apple iOS is an excellent, but totally proprietary, operating system, and though Google portrays Android as open-source, key components that make cell phones work are closed-source, and the product overall is of lower quality.) A BBRTS app would be ineligible for distribution in Apple's and Google's official app stores. (Yes, some manufacturers of Android phones don't block access to unofficial app stores.) Even the direct credit card processing deal must constantly be at risk, given what was done to PornHub last year by MasterCard and Visa, based on nothing more than anecdotes compiled by a vindictive, puritanical reporter in a sloppy, heavily biased New York Times article. I predict that we will see more mobile Web-based services, and a revival of old-fashioned payment methods such as mailing in a money order (which can be bought anonymously — for the time being — at any United States Post Office). I don't blame such services for having clunky Web sites. They are simply not allowed to access the fancy Apple iOS and Google Android OS features that officially-permitted apps can use, and their direct payment streams limit potential revenue. (The sad part is that, whereas porn and sex sites provide pleasure and are by-and-large harmless, some extremist groups with harmful goals struggle to get access to common technology platforms and must also resort to similar, informal solutions. Hopefully we can draw a clear distinction between something that's good, like a site through which gay men can breed, and something that's bad, like a site where violent people, racists, etc. can meet.)

Hey, @Philip! I dated a guy I'd met in a glory hole booth at Folsom Gulch. The first part of me that he saw was my dick through the hole, and the first part of him that I saw was his dick through the hole. I do remember that he was wearing a white/grey/black plaid flannel shirt the night we met, which I found attractive at the time. He was very much a "regular guy" and out of the scene. I was in my early twenties and relatively new to San Francisco. He and I joked that we could tell our parents we'd met at a "bookstore", leaving out the part that it had been an adult bookstore. Few will remember the SOMABoy blog from the early years of the Web (the term "blog" hadn't been coined yet), but he once wrote about his ideal first date. This involved fucking/getting fucked (bare, if memory serves — or maybe that's wishful thinking on my part) through a glory hole and then going out for dinner. Dating a man you meet at a bathhouse or other public sex venue is not a fantasy. It's a good idea, because it removes one of the key uncertainties in a new relationship: the risk that you're sexually incompatible. Before cell phones were common, Steamworks in Berkeley had an area with notepads and pens where new friends could write down and exchange their phone numbers. I'd love to hear other people's success stories. To me, they are the antidote to testimonials from gay couples who met on OKCupid, at MCC, or in some other "wholesome" context and were apparently brainwashed by suburban heteros. (I am happy for these couples but I find them boring, and their testimonials, as revolting as romance movies on Lifetime.) I met my BF on BBRTS and have always joked that we should post a contrarian testimonial.

The most popular cage I see is made by Kink3 Designs - [think before following links] https://kink3d.com/ Another popular cage and the one I have is made by - www.cb-x.com I started with the CB-6000s and downsized now to the Mr. Stubb. Proper measuring of your cock while soft and using the sizing charts on their website is key to selecting the right cage. Both are not cheap. Both sites have FAQ sections and tips on selecting the right size cage. If you're on Twitter search the #teamlocked and #chastitycage hash tags. You'll see a lot of different cages and the guys are great about answering questions about what cage they have. What started as I would try it for a couple days or week has turned into 92 days now.

I think a lot of this has to do with subconscious power play in the top/bottom dynamic. Tops are supposed to be the dominant partner, and in general it’s easier to dominate guys who are younger, less experienced than yourself. So lazy or not very confident tops will naturally gravitate towards younger bottoms rather than taking on the challenge of dominating an older bottom. The ones who specify ‘no over 30’ or whatever generally fall into this category, and should be avoided at all costs. The flip side of this is that there are many confident tops in their 20’s or early 30’s who positively enjoy the challenge of dominating an older daddy, and that’s the reason why older bottoms will often attract more tops from this younger age group than from their own. I think the trick to attracting this better class of top is to be confident in your own manner: don’t overplay the sub thing, let them think they are breaking you down with their irresistible charm and cunning. A simpering 40- or 50 year old bottom is a bad look: no-one wants to fuck that, where’s the challenge? Be cocky, be forward, be confident. Of course, there will always be those who really do have a visceral aversion to older guys. You can spot them quite easily: they’re the ones who in sex clubs and saunas will go to bizarre lengths not to even see you. There’s nothing you can do about that, but the good news is that they are quite a small minority, maybe 10-20 percent?

I'm eager to hear what bottoms do. As a top, I love sliding into a prelubed hole. It is impossible to resist. Because I'm uncut I can penetrate most holes with just a little spit, but a prelubed hole is just so luxurious. Ideally, the last top's cum is my lube, but the question of what to do ahead of your first fuck still applies. To minimize leakage, I'd imagine that a viscous, oil-based lube like Vaseline would work best (assuming condom-free play).

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

There are no easy places to hold a gangbang, because gangbangs are not easy to arrange, anywhere, unless you are already plugged in to a network of men regularly engaged in such parties. A lot of guys just getting into this come in with more or less the same question, based on an unrealistic sense of the sexual environment influenced largely by the way porn suggests things are. Your question has been asked a number of times previously in one form or the other, and the answers are always pretty much the same - you’re imagining a world where there’s a place teeming with Tops where you can just go in and they’ll flock to your open, willing hole, but it just isn’t so. Only about one guy in ten is a committed Top, versus 6-7 who are hungry holes jealous for his load. Trying to get a gangbang going on your own, starting from zero with nothing but a cell phone, a room, and an ass full of hope is not, I’m afraid, likely to get you a gangbang unless your definition of a gangbang is more like getting fucked 3-4 times in a night. You can probably manage that reasonably well (though it may take working the apps to do it). But double digits? 12? 20? You’d basically need to be sponsored/whored out by someone with connections if you’re expecting to be the sole bottom focus of a horde of Tops. Most experienced cumdumps here who have tried setting them up themselves concur that you can expect about s 75%-80% no-show rate among men who say the’ll come to breed you. And that’s the same all over - there’s no Shangri-La of fucking where it’s easy for a single bottom to become the focus of all fornication unless he’s extraordinary. I might suggest, however, that if you stretch your definition of gangbang to encompass multiple fuckings over the course of a few hours rather than one right after the other, you might find that a bathhouse would supply what you’re looking for. When I go to the bathhouse, in the course of 12-16 hours, I can usually expect at least 7-10 penetrations, and have taken upwards of 24. Just not all at once. I might get as many as 4-5 in a row in the steam room if things click just right, but usually it’s just one or two at a time in my room, with time between. There are a few cities that still have decent steam rooms, and if you do a search on the topics here you’ll find threads with recommendations on those.

Hi my american bros! That‘s exactly what we think in good old europe. But we are far away. I hope one day all that religion or skin colour or income shit disappears. It should only be about fucking, pissing, fisting, Tina-ing or whatever! Amen

I love it when guys take a long time to cum up my ass.

Grindr18 I’ve just been discovered by a 18 year old local college lad who seems to always have the horn after a day in the classroom. This horny fukka messaged saying he didn’t have much experience but liked the idea of using my cumdump services to practice in. Of course I was only to willing to help out. For someone without much experience he’s def worked out want he wants... he wanted somewhere to unload to save him from wanking 3 times a day. I explained how it worked and he said his fantasy was to have sloppy seconds, to find cum dripping from a freshly fucked hole. He wanted me preloaded with a complete strangers load and tagged to show proof of use. That was easily sorted thanks to a 54 year old regular that always dumps a hot anon load. After college he messaged asking if I had managed to be bred for him. I think he was a bit surprised when I told I had about half hour before, just as requested. I thought he might chicken out but no he said he was coming round and would be 10 mins. True to his word I heard the door open downstairs. I was in the pup hood on all fours in a jock and footy sox with my ass in the air showing off my cummy cunt. He was clearly horny as fuck as I heard him unzip and then felt him rub his semi but quickly hardening dick against my wet hole. He gently pushed the head of his dick inside me, taking his time. I remember thinking wow! An 18 yr old who knows what he wants and he’s taking it! Then he pulled out and I heard him strip before he was on knees with his tongue tasting the cum load I had. Then he was back on his feet... he had taken cum to lube his now solid dick and started to push into me until he was balls deep. I heard him whisper, ‘You fucking horny slut’. And then he seriously got to work fucking like a rabbit. He fucked hard and quick in total silence apart from a few grunts when he repeatedly pulled out to plow straight back in. He fucked me across the bed and I was spreadeagled face down when during a fuck frenzy he quietly unloaded. He had done just what I love... used me to get off in and dump his load. I only knew he had bred me when he stopped. I was pinned to the bed as he pumped his full load into my hole. He then told me not to move..., I had his still solid and throbbing dick inside me and his load too. He then whispered in my ear, ‘You are getting a second load before I go you CUMPIG! He then resumed his use of my cummy cunt and I could feel his cum as he seriously creamed me. A few minutes later true to his word he unloaded again. And a first for me... never taken 2 loads without the guy pulling out to recharge. He grabbed the pen and tagged me DIRTY CUM PIG! Hot as fuck and he left me dripping hot anon cum once again!

HOW LOW WILL I GO? (A Fiction/Fantasy Story) Chasing started as a natural progression once I began taking loads bare. Something inside of me just hungered. For cum. More and more cum. And then not just any cum but viral loads. After months of taking every load I could get up my ass, including several HVL’s from HIV poz fuckers, I got my last test results -still negative. What does it take? How far am I will to go to get what my body needs to satisfy this craving? How low will I go? I was walking home from work one day and passed a guy, much smaller stature than me. At first I just thought he was a little guy. But when I glanced at him just as he passed, I noticed that he wasn’t a small guy. He was wasting. This was the first time I had actually seen a man with FULL BLOWN AIDS in person -naïve, I know. The thought of it had always terrified me until I began chasing. Now, taking one look at him . . . something happened. Without even thinking about it, I found myself following him another block to a black door in between two businesses. I knew there was a sort of hidden bathhouse somewhere around here, but had never had the nerve to check into it. I had always heard that the most hardcore and nasty types of guys went there. And every disease available was floating around from guy to guy in that place. The stuff of nightmares for the younger me. Now? It was the stuff that was making my dick swell in my pants and my ass involuntarily yawn open. I need something in me now! I followed the wasting man down the dark stairs towards the glow of a room opening at the bottom, filled with the sounds of pulsing music and the grunts and groans of pure animal man sex. After he payed his entrance feel, he glanced over his shoulder and saw me. I don’t think he’d been aware of me following him, but his eyes showed some recognition when they locked on mine. “Did you turn around and follow me down here?” he asked, his voice surprisingly deep, raspy and sexy. The desk clerk took my money and went back to playing on his phone, not caring what we did from that point on. “I, uh, yeah, I guess I did,” I admitted. I followed him to the changing area and stowed my clothes, while we continued to talk. “Why?” he asked me. It wasn’t a suspicious question. He seemed sort of playful at the thought that I, normal looking, ‘regular’, healthy guy, would follow him into a seedy bathhouse. I decided to just bite the bullet and be brutally honest. Nothing to lose, right? “Well, to be honest, the first thing that went through my mind when I walked passed you and really saw you was ‘sex’. Now.” He laughed, but not at me. “You really want to have sex with me? Do you have any idea what is coursing through my blood right now?” I swallowed over my dry throat and looked him in the eyes. “Yes, I do.” “And you still want me to fuck you?” The giant bulge in his jock told me that he wanted to fuck me, too. “Yes.” “You realize that I will only fuck you bare. And I will not pull out. You will get all of my toxic AIDS seed in you. Is that really what you want?” “Fuck yes,” I growled. He smiled a very devilish smile and yanked me by the hand to follow him through a couple of doorways into another dark space. I could hear sex happening everywhere around us, and it only made me crave it so much more. In fact, it wasn't just the sounds. It was the smells. That intoxicating blend of sweat and cum that has always worked better than a bottle of poppers for me. My stomach was a jumble of nerves, and I was both scared and excited at the same time. I knew that I was crossing a line that I couldn’t uncross. But logic had flown right out the window and I was just doing what an animal does, following my hunger. After a few minutes in that room my eyes adjusted to the dark. I could see a few different pairs, in the midst of their sucking and fucking, lost in their own worlds of depravity. Suddenly I felt his fingers at my hole, testing to see how tight or loose I was. It was going to be a tight fit no matter what given the bat he had swinging between his legs. It looked almost wrong -such a tiny body with such a huge cock. I suppose if he was at a healthy weight it might not have looked so extreme. But it was his wasted look that had gotten my attention, anyway, so I didn’t care. He pushed me down onto a small padded bench, giving him a better height and access to my opening. I heard him pumping his dick to full mast with a lubed hand, and then he started pressing into me. I knew that this was not going to be slow or gentle, and he just kept pushing, forcing my hole to open and take him into me. He just kept pushing and pushing, and I swear that I could feel my inner lining splitting a little. That little thought and realization made my heart thump wildly in my chest. Am I really doing this? He made me bleed, I’m sure. There is no escaping his bugs now. The force and heat in my ass naturally took over, and I found myself shoving myself back hard onto his huge cock. “Fuck yeah, take it!” he yelled, slapping my ass hard. He stopped only for one second when I felt his bony hips flush against my round ass cheeks. And then he yanked himself back, almost all the way out, and the drove back into me. HARD. I couldn’t help but grunt and growl. I was giving into the animal, I might as well sound like one, too. There was nothing fancy going on, no switching positions or breaks. He just stood there and pounded my pighole over and over, for at least fifteen or twenty minutes. I was impressed with his stamina, not knowing what to expect with his frail looking condition. As his fucking got even harder and deeper, it felt like his cock was growing even bigger inside of me. And I knew that he was getting close to cumming. This is it, am I really going to let him cum in me? I could pull off right before, it’s not too late. He started growling, and then spoke for the first time since he’d penetrated me. “I’m getting close buddy. There’s no backing out now . . . you’re going to get my load.” Oh, fuck, I forgot that he made it clear he would not be pulling out. The tingling in my stomach met with the fire in my groin and ass and I knew there was no need to deny it. “Fucking give it to me!” I yelled, surprising myself at how loud I’d been. “Knock me up!” “You want it? You want my AIDS?” he asked. “I’m going to pump you full of my toxic seed. Fucking knock you up with my AIDS babies.” “You got a neg ass there?” I heard one of the other guys ask. “Yup,” my fucker replied. Getting as loud and vocal as we’d gotten, I shouldn’t have been surprised that we attracted an audience. And they had all stopped their own messing around to watch me get impregnated. Knowing all eyes were on me taking this stranger’s dirty seed seemed to make something snap inside of me and I felt like a true cumwhore. Now all of the guys were yelling at us, at him, to get me pregnant, to trash my hole, to pound me and rip me up. And I was really getting into it, shoving back hard to feel every inch of him in me. My hole felt gaping, sloppy and wet, slick with my own ass juices, his natural lube and my blood. Finally he growled through clenched teeth, gripped my hips so hard it hurt as he impaled me balls deep as he emptied his balls into me. “That’s it, take it you fucking whore,” he finally panted as his cock began to soften after a few minutes. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled. He smiled back and said, "You must be a fucking whore to follow a guy you don't know, who is full of AIDS, and beg him to breed you." He slapped my ass one last time and let his cock fall from my hole. So there I was, naked, on my hands and knees on a little padded bench, in a room filled with strangers, panting and covered in sweat, with a butt full of toxic high viral cum from a FULL BLOWN AIDS fucker. And I felt happy. And I wanted more . . .

You are right. The new porn stars are too pretty. I like real men breeding and fucked up cum hungry bottoms.

6. Safe as Homes Fabien watched James quickly drink the contents of the juice box. He knew that there was another 1.5ml of G in each one. Unlike James, Fabien nursed his drink, suddenly having to chug it as the Uber pulled in to the curb. "Here," the driver said. "You boys have fun," he said, smiling. "Don't forget your bag," he mentioned to Fabien. "Thanks," Fabien said. He reached back into the car to grab the party bag Tiago had given him. "Gonna fuck him up?" the driver said. "Your friend?" Fabien noticed the driver for the first time. He wasn't that tall, but he had a tight, muscular body. He had dark hair, and a thick, Arab beard. He wasn't that bad looking. "Hell yeah," Fabien said. "Rape him good." "Well. If you need any help, let me know." He handed Fabien a card with a number scribbled on it. Fabien stuck it in his pocket, grabbed the bag, and closed the door. He wondered how James would look if he were impaled on Omar's thick cock. "Where are you?" he asked James. "This way," James said, and lead him through the gates to the apartment complex. "Where did the guy live?" Fabien asked. He could see James shiver. He wondered what memory the question had brought back. His dick throbbed at the possibilities. "Sorry," he said, "I mean, if it brought back anything bad." James stopped, and Fabien put his arms around him. "It's good," Fabien said. "It's hard," James said. "I just. I don't know what to do." "You don't have to do anything at all. It was something very hard for you." James was crying again. Fabien wished his cock wasn't quite so hard. "Thank you." He pointed at a corner several floors up. "There," he said. "4F. I can't forget it." "How does it make you feel? Seeing it now?" "Angry. Mad. Helpless. Scared." "Let's go," Fabien said. "Get you in your apartment. Probably don't want to meet him right now." "No. No. It's not going to happen," James said, panic in his voice, almost like he was once more face to face with Conrad. "I just can't. No." "Where are you?" Fabien asked. "Get you somewhere safe." "Yeah. Safe." James was shaking; Fabien wondered just how much G was in the juice box. Not to mention what he had taken earlier, and he couldn't forget the booty bump. "Please. Safe." "Where?" Fabien asked. Finally, James began to walk towards a distant door. It was off a hallway from the central atrium; the hallway was lit with a flickering florescent bulb. James fumbled with the key, but eventually got the door open. The apartment was spare; it was mostly filled by bed in one corner, a worn sofa in another, and the battered table and two wooden chairs by the small kitchen area. "Home," James said. "I dunno. I don't want to hurt." "Let me hold you," Fabien said. "You don't have to do anything. You can just share with me." James nodded, the tears in his eyes. Fabien took off his shoes, watch, and emptied his pockets. James did the same, leaving his phone on the floor next to the bed. The two men climbed into bed. "I can't forget his laugh." James finally said. "It's what I remember most." "His laugh?" Fabien asked. "When I told him to stop. He laughed at me. Then just said, 'But I haven't cum yet,'" "What did you do?" "I was tied up. Blindfolded." James paused; he was starting to sob. "I couldn't do anything. And he knew it." Fabien's cock was stiff. He wanted to adjust it, but he wanted to hear what James would say next. "He knew it. And he just laughed." "Did he cum in you?" Fabien asked. "After that?" "Yeah. He did. Twice I think." "You think?" Fabien asked. "I was blindfolded. And there were other guys there too. Watching me. Laughing." "How many? Guys there, I mean." "Three? Four? It was hard to keep track." "Did they all fuck you?" "I think so." He sobbed quietly, not wanting Fabien to know just how weak he was. "I don't know. I couldn't do anything to stop them." James's phone buzzed. He reached down and grabbed it. It was a message from Tim. "Tiago said you had a bad night?" "I should answer this," James managed to say. He turned back to the phone. "Yeah. Made bad choices." "There was so much cum in your hole," Fabien said. "Earlier. When Dr. T had you open." James's phone buzzed again. "We all do that. You just have to learn what you did wrong, and make better choices in the future." Tiago continued to type. "I've got a meeting. But Tiago said you have a friend there. I'll come by your place in an hour. You can tell me what happened." "Sure," James wrote back. "I guess." He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell another person about the dicks that had forced themselves into him. "Sorry," he said to Fabien. "Friend. He might come over later." "That's cool. Just a friend? Or have you guys fucked too?" James hesitated. He hated how every question Fabien asked made him seem like even more of a slut. "Don't worry," Fabien said. "I know you've done a lot. You said you liked to party. And Tiago said he fucked you. It's cool." "Yeah," James said. "He fucked me. A lot. And.." "Yeah?" "He and Tiago shared me." "Damn. That's hot. Were you high?" "Yeah." "Did the guy give you drugs too?" "He did. More than I wanted." "That's intense. Did you pass out?" "I...I..." James stammered again. "I can't really remember. There's gaps. I don't remember. And then I do." "You don't have to remember anything you don't want to," Fabien said. "Just remember the good things, right?" He was nodding, just like Tiago had taught him; James started to nod as well. "Hey. Let's smoke a bit, ok? You already got some. I need to catch up." "Yeah, I guess," James said. He was lying down, but he wanted to get up and move around. He felt warm, and happy; there was even a bead of sweat on his forehead. His hole was itching, and as much as he hated it, he wanted to get fucked. He wanted to feel Tiago hold him. He looked up at Fabien. He had found a glass pipe, and was heating up the bowl. "Do a few hits with me," Fabien said, and then started to inhale deeply. James remembered how the clouds had tasted and good he had felt when Tim had shared it with Tiago and him. But as soon as he remembered that, he remembered how Conrad had forced him to inhale the crystal clouds. James tensed, his body twitching, remembering what had happened. "You ok," Fabien asked. "You tensed up." Fabien inhaled from the glass pipe. "Just. Memories. It's hard." Fabien exhaled. "From last night?" James nodded. Fabien smiled. "What happened," he asked. "I want to hear it." Fabien inhaled again. It was a long, slow draw. "I was tied up. Blindfolded," James said. "I could hear him. Hear him hitting the pipe. He did massive hits." "Do one with me," Fabien said. He leaned in, and pressed his lips against James's mouth. Before he knew what he had done, James had opened his mouth. Fabien took immediate advantage, and exhaled his cloud directly down James's throat. "It's so good," Fabien said, kissing James. "This feels good, doesn't it?" James nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. The crystal was warm and made his mind spin. "He did massive hits?" Fabien asked, reminding James of his tale. "He forced it into me. I was too high, too tired to do anything. I had to take it." "It's better now," Fabien said. He handed James the pipe. It was warm and smoking. "You can do a hit on your own," he said. "Remember how good it can feel?" James nodded, and let himself take a slow hit from the pipe. "That's it. No worries. Enjoy it." James felt his lungs fill. His head was filling with familiar, sleazy thoughts. The memories came with them. He gasped, a bit of smoke escaping. "You ok?" Fabien asked. James paused and held the smoke in. Fabien took the pipe, and heated it up again. James exhaled. "Just. Just another memory." "I'm here," Fabien said. "Tell me what happened." Fabien inhaled again. "He put some tina on his cock," James said. "I didn't want to get fucked. I didn't want more drugs. I told him no." "But?" Fabien said, before returning to the pipe. "He did it. He fucked me. It hurt. Like my ass was on fire." "He didn't take no," Fabien said. James nodded. "Take another hit." Fabien passed the pipe to James. "Smoking will help you. Get you in a better headspace." "Yeah?" James asked. "I just want to forget." Fabien nodded, and James started to suck on the glass stem. "Just let yourself feel good for a moment," Fabien said. He watched James hit the pipe. Fabien saw how James was staring at him. Fabien smiled, but let James take a huge hit before gently nodding his head. James held the hit for nearly thirty seconds, before finally exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," James said. "Fuck." "Feeling it?" Fabien asked. "Yeah. I am. It's. It's" "It's good," Fabien said. "It's really good for you." He held up the torch, and lit it. "Now. Do another hit. And tell me another story about last night."

5. Getting Home "Quarter gram of crystal. Dissolved in piss." Tiago had knelt down and whispered it. Fabien doubted that James had even heard it. He placed the used pipette in a nearby trash bag, then took the handle of the speculum from Fabien. "It'll take a few minutes to soak in," he continued. "Who's piss?" Fabien asked. He wasn't even trying to hide how he was stroking his cock. "A random stranger. I have no idea." "That's nasty." "Yeah. Now. You wanna take him home?" Tiago released the catch, and the blades of the speculum slid back into place as it closed up. James moaned. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," James grunted, as his ass closed up around the booty bump. "It's so warm," he said. "The cum." Tiago wondered what James thought the booty bump was. But he would find out soon enough. "Fuck yeah," Fabien said. "He can definitely suck dick." "He's great to fuck as well." Tiago smiled. "Especially once he's opened up." He slowly pulled the speculum out of James's anus. Not a single drop of the tina-laced piss dripped out. Fabien watched James's hole close up, even after all the abuse it had undergone. He wanted to feel it around his cock so badly. He wanted to feel James squirming under him, knowing that his thick black cock was the cause of James's discomfort. "You? You've fucked him?" "Over the weekend," Tiago said. He stood up, put the speculum aside, and handed the swabs to Fabien. "That's it," he said, resting his free hand on James's thigh. "Take those. Fill out a kit 86 for them." "86?" Fabien asked, raising an eyebrow, but smiling as well. "Yeah," Tiago said. Fabien took the swabs, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. Tiago turned to James, still standing between his legs. His hand moved up, along James's thigh, until he was able to run his finger around James's asshole. "Mmmmm," James moaned. It was quiet, and he was calm for a change. Without Fabien there, he felt better. There was something almost predatory about the black man, and it made James nervous. "I'm sorry," James said. "I didn't mean to cry." "No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry this happened to you." He undid the straps, and lifted a still-naked James upright, wrapping one arm around him. He kept massaging James's asshole with his other hand. "I'm scared," James said. "It's OK to be scared," Tiago said. "It's a natural reaction. But don't let fear dominate your life." He pulled James closer to him. It was close enough to feel the heat radiating from the boy. The G had definitely kicked in. "It's good to talk about it. To share it with people who care about you. To remember it. All of that helps. It helps make it easier." James had pulled himself closer to Tiago, but had also spread his legs as he did so. James wanted to feel closer to Tiago. Let him make the decisions for him. He was crying again. "Scared," he finally managed to say. "It's fine," Tiago said. "You going to be able to be with someone tonight? Someone you can trust?" James shook his head. He was still new in town. "Maybe Tim?" Tiago felt James's asshole pucker when he mentioned the man. "Or maybe Fabien?" James's heart started to race a bit. "You can trust Fabien, can't you?" James bobbed his head. It wasn't a nod yes, but nor was it a shake no. "Fabien," he said. "I'm just scared." Tiago could feel his shirt getting wet from James's crying. He wanted to fuck the boy, and see how much he cried then. But that would have to wait for now. There would be plenty of opportunities later. "This is good," Tiago said. He gently pressed the tip of his finger into James's hole. The boy moaned in pleasure. The G was now in full effect, and the crystal was just starting to kick in. "Fabien is your friend, right? He's going to help you do what's best for you." "Fabien," James moaned. "Big cock," he finally said. "You don't have to take it," Tiago said. "But sex. With someone you trust. Like Fabien. That would help. Help you feel good. Feel natural. Right?" "Feel good again," James said. The crystal was definitely taking effect. His head was spinning again, and it was hard for the young man to put together words. "It's going to be ok." "I just want you to talk, remember, and share. It's what you need. It's what is going to make you feel better." As Tiago spoke, the door opened. The two men made no effort to push apart. "Take care of it?" Tiago asked Fabien. "Yeah. It's in the biobin in the lab. That's the right place, yeah?" "For sure," Tiago said. "You have plans after work tonight?" he asked Fabien. "No. Nothing." "James could use a friend tonight. He's new here. You could hang out with him." Fabien smiled. He could still remember exactly how James's throat had felt around his dick. He remembered the stories James had told. How consent was malleable and changeable, and how sometimes it just did not matter. "Yeah. I'd be happy too." "That's good, right, James?" Tiago asked. There was only one right answer. "Yeah. Get an Uber to get home." "I can order one for you," Tiago said. "But first, we've got to get you dressed." Tiago pulled himself apart from James, and took James's clothes. He carefully went through the pockets, removing his phone, wallet, keys, and some change. "We've got to keep your clothes. It's evidence." James started to protest, but Tiago continued speaking. "I've got some clothes you can wear. I'll be back." He took the bag, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. It was just James and Fabien. "That was intense. That story you told," Fabien said. "I want to hear more about it." "It was hard," James said. "And I hate thinking about it. It's scary." "I bet," Fabien said. James tried not to stare at the black man's crotch. He knew how big Fabien's dick was. He remembered choking on it. With each memory, the relentless helplessness came back to him. He didn't want anyone to see him like this. "I'm scared," he finally said. "What are you scared of?" Fabien asked. "I don't know. I just want to be home. Safe." "We'll get you home soon enough," Fabien said. "I'll be there with you." The door opened, and Tiago came back in. He was carrying some clothes, and a small bag. He handed the clothes to James. "They should fit you," Tiago said. "You're about the same size as my receptionist." James realized that the dark blue underwear was actually a jock strap; he put it on, conscious of how the straps accentuated his ass. Tiago handed the small black bag to Fabien. "This should have everything you'll need." Fabien opened it; there was a pipe and a torch, along with a bottle of G and a measure. There was also a bottle of poppers, and some lube. "Looks like fun," Fabien said. He watched as James fumbled with the thin running shorts; even when he finally had them on, the jockstrap was clearly visible under the sheer fabric. James put on the shirt. Written across the front of the white t-shirt was "Swan and Ox Rape Oil." There was a drawing of a naked woman and a swan; the wings of the swan made the drawing just barely suitable. The back read "Lubricating the Unwilling Since 1988." James put it on; it was a little too small and he felt it stretch and pull around his body in rhythm with his breathing. "It's what I could find," Tiago said by way of explanation. "It's just to get you home." At least Tiago let James keep his socks and shoes. As he put them on, Tiago continued. "What's your address?" he asked. "I'll order you an Uber." "3804 Hyperion," James said. Tiago tapped on his phone. "Two minutes," he finally said. "Driver's name is Omar." "Ready?" Fabien asked. "We'll be at your home soon." "Yeah," James said. Fabien motioned for him to follow. Tiago followed the two. "Wait," Tiago said, as the three of them were in the hall. He disappeared into another room, and emerged with two juice boxes. Both had "1.5" written on them in black marker. "Be sure to get enough to drink," he said to James as he handed one to him. He took the juice box. He knew he should say something, but it was getting more complex to speak. Finally, he managed to say something. "Thanks," and immediately felt dumb for something so simple. Tiago gave James one last hug, and whispered in his ear. "I'm sorry. It's going to be hard," he said. "But I know you can do it." He handed the other juice box to Fabien. "Do what you think needs to be done," Tiago told Fabien. He leaned in. "Don't be afraid to push him. And use what I gave you." The waiting room was empty when Fabien and James left; James was glad not to encounter the man that had heard so much about his life. It wasn't until they got to the elevator that Fabien spoke. "That was so intense," he said. "Hearing you talk about what happened. When we get home. You're gonna have to tell me more." "I guess," James said. He raised his head, and looked at Fabien carefully. The black man had buzzed hair, a thin, yet muscular body. James could see the outline of Fabien's thick cock. "It was hard," he said. He could feel the tears starting to well up in his eyes. "I don't know." "It's all good," Fabien said. "We'll get home first," he said. "It's just a short ride away." He opened the door; both men blinked rapidly in the bright sunlight. Luckily, the car was waiting right there for them. They got in the car, and the driver pulled away. In the car, Fabien took his juice box, and opened it. "You too," he told James. "Not that thirsty," he said. "You need the liquid," Fabien said. "That was what the doctor told you." "Ok," he said. It was strangely hard to open the juice box. James fumbled with the straw, and then there was a piece of tape over the foil opening. James realized it was there to keep it closed when a bit of juice splashed out. "Cheers," Fabien said. "To sharing." "Sharing," James said. The juice was good. It was cold, and James didn't even mind the weird chemical taste. He drank it all in the few minutes it took to get home.

What have I done? Last Sunday I awoke with a huge hard on and felt very horny so logged on to Grindr & BBRTS but no one was around that early therefore decided to take my frustrations out on a bike ride seeing as it was such a glorious day. I had a quick wash and clean out, just in case, I looked into my wardrobe, revealing many different coloured Lycra cycling outfits - black, red and many other coloured shorts. I chose none of these and decided on my white bib shorts. I squeezed my slim 21 year old body into them, making sure they were as tight as possible and ran my hands over the silky curves of my pert ass before adjusting my cock and balls that jut out leaving no one in any doubt of my size and girth. I went outside, got on my bike and off I went. Less than half an hour into my ride is a fabulous undulating road with sweeping corners and one fast downhill section all within a cool forest. It felt great to be alive! I flew on the downhill section hitting 43 m.p.h. then just as I swooped past a big beefy fellow cyclist came a sharp right-hand corner. Suddenly the front wheel washed out under me on a swathe of gravel and I promptly hit the deck, hard, sliding some short ways further down the road until coming to a crumpled halt spread-eagled on the asphalt. Luckily the guy I just passed stopped to help me up. “Hey young fellah, you hurt?” adding, “It’s not often a young man falls at my feet, must be my lucky day!” “Just winded, I think” as he clears my bike to the side of the road just as a car comes along, as I’m still dazed I’m swept up into his big powerful black arms and carried me out of the way to the roadside layby then gently laid me on my side in the recovery position. “Stay there and catch your breath young’un” he says “Oh you have ripped a big hole in your shorts, bit of gravel rash too. I’ll get some wet wipes and clean you up.” As he goes off to his bike saying, “It may hurt but there’s no blood…yet.” On his return, he kneels in front of me his crotch right in front of my face as he’s gently cleaning my tender now throbbing ass. He’s so close I can smell his musk and the sheer size of his dick, which I swear is growing, as he cleans up my scraped butt cheek. I must admit the ministrations to my ass were hot-wired to my now rock-hard cock. “Is it that bad?” I ask thinking he is spending a lot of time cleaning me up back there. “Oh sorry young’un I got carried away…gotta open the wounds to get the grit out” He stands up and offers to help me to my feet. “Ummm looks like you’re already UP!” I know I am blushing and as a result sheepishly admit, “It felt great even if I do hurt a bit…in fact I feel sick!” I stumble to me feet, lean against the nearest tree and retch, my stomach flips a couple of times but nothing comes up. “Gosh! I now need to pee” as a sudden urge hits me and just in time I pull the front of my ripped shorts down as a bladderful of golden piss strongly arcs from my dick. As I stand and shake the last drips off I look down to notice broken packets of lube, used condoms and soggy tissues by the foot of the tree and am instantly hard as an image of orgies flash through my mind. I stand there that bit too long slowly jacking until brought back to reality with, “Ummm, shock I guess” the black guy with the deep booming voice informs me, his breath hot on my neck as his arms wrap around me again, “here let me help you out.” I instantly melted into his muscular body and felt his hard BBC press into my ass crack and it felt huge. His hands brushed both my nipples and worked his way down to my cock. He ripped away at what was left of my torn lycra shorts and cupped my exposed ass. His one finger brushed my hole. I moaned. While he was doing that I rub my hands over the thin material between my hand and his cock and marvel at the amount of precum that is already seeping through the lycra as I rub his dick to full near lycra bursting hardness. In no time I pull down his shorts to free his gorgeous thick curved cock. We kiss, hard, tongues battling with one another saliva all over my face. He broke off the kiss "Are you OK?" "Yes...... I need this" I pulled off my top as I bend down to lick the end of his cock, swirl my tongue around his fat mushroom head and tease his piss slit. His reaction was to moan out loud. When I stood up he was almost naked. We grind our bodies together all the while kissing hands exploring one another’s bodies. "I love the taste of my first black cock," I tell him Our cocks sliding against each other. He easily turns me round and bumps his cock towards my hole. Rubbing it on my hole makes me moan as I move up and down on his hardness as I was so horny for him to fuck me. He pushed me up against the tree and continued kissing. He worked his way down my neck to my chest and sucked on each nipple turning me on even more than I thought possible. I wanted to make him feel good more than anything in that moment. He bobbed down and ate my ass. No one had ever done that before. I was in heaven, moaning and pushing my ass back against his tongue. He ate my ass for about 10 minutes opening me up and getting most of his tongue right up my chute and when he turned me round and we made out and I could taste myself on him. It was sooooo hot. He slammed me against the tree and slid one, then two, three and finally four fingers in and out of my ass. Wow, my legs shook but boy it felt great I open my legs wider to give him the best access as we continue like this for what felt like forever and I was sooooo into it. The whole time his cock was rubbing copious amounts of precum in my skinned ass making it sting, wet and sticky. His cock felt so good on my ass that I spread my legs more and just then his cock head slipped in my ass about halfway. I was shocked and so was he. We hadn't used any lube and he wasn't trying to penetrate me yet, or so I thought, but there was his cock in my ass, bareback. It felt so good. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me, fuck it hurt like hell but though wincing I told him, "Don't stop. Fuck me. C’mon fuck me" He pushed in hard as my sphincter gave way to the pressure, pinged then stretched further as he plunged the whole length in to his scratchy pubic hairs and with no time to adjust rapidly began pumping away. His sawing in and out threw me about like a rag doll but I hung on to the tree for support every time he bottomed out in my guts. "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" he says then started to gently rock his bare cock slowly in and out of my ass. I loved it. No cock had ever felt this good in my ass, I was getting barebacked and I loved it. I thought about stopping but I didn't want to. I knew it was dangerous, but it felt so great that I just kept kissing him and saying "Fuck Me. Fuck me" over and over again. It wasn't much longer before I felt him getting close to cumming, his dick swelled and felt extra hard. He started tensing up and said, "I'm going to cum, cum in your ass, bitch." I’m telling him, "Do it. Cum in me." and pulled him into me as he shot his cum in my ass. "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting right NOW." I too was also shooting, but unlike his load, my cum blew all over the forest floor. It must have been biggest load I've ever shot and even after my climax had ended his cock was still throbbing and pulsing spilling cum deep in my bowels. No time for a post fuck kiss as I get one huge shock! There’s clapping behind us, “Nice show Kyle. Heard you tested Poz the other day, he your first victim since?” Kyle’s cock was still rock hard in my ass and I felt it twitch again in response. WHAT DID HE JUST SAY? I completely froze. “So, your husband told us you finally have HIV now, congrats you’ve joined us in the brotherhood man! Good to see you’re spreading your diseased seed.” My mind was racing. ‘Shit what had I done. Is it too late? Maybe I’ll be lucky and it won’t take. They’re joking, right?’ I had just been in fantasyland, fucked by an unbelievable man with a fantastic big black cock who had cum inside me and now I find out he’s POZ? My head was about to explode and my mind was spinning fast. What should I do? Time was passing so slowly with everything that was on my mind. Kyle’s cock was still hard as a rock, his erection planted deep in my guts plugging his toxic seed making sure none could escape. I tried to move forward slowly to remove his cock from my ass but I was too up against the tree and now two other black guys were surrounding me. Oh God! What to do? The answer was made for me as a minute later their zippers were down, my head yanked down and on to another enormous cock, “Suck this, get it slippery and wet coz that’s the only lube you’re getting bro’” I was hard as fuck again and rocking back and forth getting skull fucked which in turn pushed Kyle’s cock farther inside. Now I didn’t care about the hot load inside me. I was hungry for more cock, needed more black cock. I had to keep from screaming when Kyle pulled his monster out of my ass, partly because it hurt and partly because it left me feeling so…empty. I pulled off the dick in my mouth, turned around looked Kyle straight in the eye and begged him to fuck me again. He didn’t need asking twice but I found it to be a big turn on for me and in no time at all he had that monster back inside me and was fucking me as hard and fast as he could with his full length. And I thought the previous fucking was good, man could this guy move. Getting seriously plowed by a POZ stud with a huge cock, one load in me and another on the way was the biggest aphrodisiac coz my dick was bouncing rigid spraying strands of clear precum everywhere as my head was pulled down to suck dick again. “You like this big dick fucking you?” “Mmmmm. Yes. Sir, I sure. Do.” Is all I can say with a mouthful of cock down my throat? “You heard I’m POZ?” I immediately moan, “Yes,” in response. He pushed hard into me driving his cock as deep as he could and , grabbing my hair and pulling my head back as far as he could. “You want another POZ load in that hole don’tcha?” “Yes.” “Yeah I know you do. I’m working on it young’un. I’m gonna fuck so much cum into you. Do your friends know you’re a cum slut? That’s what you are now, a dirty POZ cum slut?” He all but shouts into my ear whist all the time is driving that HIV laden cock in and out of my ass, his diseased cum filled balls slapping my ass. “You want this load? You want me to breed you? You want me to infect that ass, don’t you?” There is only one answer I can give “Yes. Yes. YES! God yes!” I wanted him to blow another load into me and keep on fucking his POZ loads until I was infected and he would just keep fucking me. “You asked for it baby boy, here it comes.” His body slammed into me again and again as he climaxed dumping shot after shot of poisoned cum into my hole. I was shaking from the thrill as I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and I could feel his cock throbbing with each heartbeat. After a moment, he pulled out with an audible plop and a flood of cum ran down my wobbly legs, he smeared his cummy dick across my scratched butt cheek then moved in front of me and ordered me to clean his dick off which I happily did. I took his dick in my mouth and sucked him clean of cum and ass juices. God did that cock taste like heaven. “Good boy young’un” was all he said satisfied that it was clean he put it away in those tight lycra shorts. "He’s all yours Jay. Won’t need any lube now, plenty of slick lubricant in that wrecked hole. Cum, the best lube ever!” I soon felt Jay’s index finger go inside me, followed by another, and yet another as he tried to stretch my hole enough to accommodate his impressive, shorter but much thicker member. "Oh man, oh baby boy, your hole is still so tight and hungry, I love how you grip my fingers despite Kyle’s hole wrecker twice fucking you good. I'm gonna love adding to your hole making you our own personal cumdump." Jay barked into my ear as he roughly fingered my hole. "I think you're ready baby boy, take a deep breath, relax and enjoy, you are so gonna be in for a bumpy ride." Jay’s fingers were ripped out of my ass, he stood as he mate thrust a bottle of poppers under my right nostril and said "Take a couple of deep breaths boy, trust me, you're gonna need all the help you can get". I breathed in the heady smell and as this warm relaxing feeling rushing over me and my hole relaxed, Jay's big cock head popped inside me and I felt my hole stretch wider than it had ever stretched before. "Ohh fuuuuck!" I groaned as he continued to slide his cock inside me and I felt my insides shift to accommodate this monstrously thick cock totally filling my no longer tight, ass. He finally was planted balls deep inside me. "Hey baby boy, I wish you could see how your hole twitches around my cock! Renton look at this, it’s sucking me in, the hungry bitch wants more" He exclaimed excitedly. He started slowly pulling his cock out of me and I could feel the rim of his cockhead pulling on my ass lips as he withdrew until only the head was in me. He pushed balls deep again and started a slow in and out sawing motion that had me trembling with pleasure, excitement, and what I can only describe as ecstasy once more. Not wanting to be left out, Renton stuffed his thick uncut cock into my mouth and I was soon gagging on his equally huge hard cock now stopping the oxygen supply that sent shivers throughout my body and I felt light headed and limp. I came to as Jay roughly slammed his cock balls deep inside me, just as Renton pulled out, his breathing quickened and his pistoning actions became erratic as he started grunting and groaning. "Fuck! I'm not gonna last any longer! I'm gonna fill you up baby! You ready?!" Jay slams his cock balls deep and holds it there deep inside me shooting bathing the walls of my ass with his red hot POZ juices. Jay collapsed on my back panting hard he eventually caught his breath and slowly pulled his huge cock out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling that needed to be filled again. "Fuck Yeah! I want that ass right now!" Renton exclaims. Renton's cock was thinner but slightly longer with a wicked curve than Jay's and instantly I felt his cock easily slide balls deep into me. That curve made a noticeable difference from the first in stroke, pressing on my prostate, making my cock just and shoot yet more precum. “Fuck Babyboy clamp those ass muscles around my big black dick!” I try my best “I love the look of your lily-white ass against my black log as it swallows it whole.” Renton says as he completely pulled his cock out and rammed back in, “Pushing all that POZ cum deeper up your ripped-up guts, making sure we knock you up good.” By this point, my young cock had been painfully hard from all the prostate stimulation making me tingle all over and my toes curl with pressure building in my balls, cum boiling ready to shoot at any moment. Renton bucks his hips hard against butt making me scream "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" "Shoot, get rid of that useless neg load" he bellows while continuing to slam back into me and his thrusts become even more frantic and that was all it took. Cum flew from my dick, my hole spasmed erratically and gripped his cock tighter clearly pushing him over the edge and he slammed balls deep, “Pozzing your ass, your ass is mine too now Babyboy!” As I distinctly felt every blast of poison shoot from his dick. The three hugged me and Kyle growled in my ear, "Your ass is ours! From now on you're gonna want my dick, and my friends' dicks and you'll always carry us with you, coz you only get pozzed once!” Jay adds, “We’re here at this layby most nights, dusk time so when you need another fucking you know when and where to come…and when you get sick find us coz we’ll all need a potent recharge from your fresh HIV Positive white dick. Gotta keep them strains toxic!” When I got home I lay on my bed thinking about what had just happened. My cock was rock hard again, painfully hard and I don’t know what’s a matter with me? I jacked another load out, perhaps my last neg cum as I fingered my puffy hole and shot all over my now not so white bib shorts. I certainly got a fitting souvenir of a remarkable ride, one I’ll never forget.

PART 5 Everything went into overdrive and I felt a surge of lust go through me like I had never experienced. And my was throbbing yes, but my hole was spasming and just felt so, so... hungry. Tom looked down at me, “You like poppers Chris?” “Fuck this is so... oh my god,” was all I could get out. “You should see the way your hole is just going crazy. It looks so sexy convulsing like that," he remarked with a smile. “Please lick it again. I want to feel it so bad. My butt, it’s just, holy shit, I never felt like this before,” I sputtered. My entire focus seemed to be on my hole. I knew my dick was hard, but I didn’t care. I just needed his attention on my hole again. “Chris, I can’t lick it now, I put that lube on and it doesn’t taste that good.” He edged closer to me and handed me the bottle again. I automatically did two deep breaths in each nostril. I was just flying now. And he came in and pointed his rock hard cock, with precum dripping from its head, and slowly began rubbing my exposed hole with his cockhead. And oh fuck it felt good. I ground my ass against his cock, bucking and teasing, but he just teased back. He was so good at it, driving me further and further over the edge. The thought that he didn’t have a condom on registered but he wasn’t fucking me, so I dismissed it immediately. Besides, it felt so fucking good. He seemed to sense when the poppers started to fade and urged me on again. “Three hits, Chris. Three hits in each nostril. Or else, no more hole-rubbing,” he whispered. I wasted no time hitting each nostril with three deep pulls from my new friend, this little brown bottle. He went back to work teasing my hole as I writhed and tried to stay still, when it felt so good that I just wanted more. He was so subtle that I barely felt him increasing the pressure against my hole. And his teasing got more pronounced,as he focused on the center of my hole. Slowly and surely, he increased the pressure and it was now impossible to deny the gentle burrowing of his cock. But it was okay. He wasn’t fucking me. My breath was coming out in sharp gasps by now and it all felt so good. When he said “Four times, Chris. Four big hits on each side. Do it. Do it my sexy little boy,” I immediately complied. And I was already so spun. And those last hits broke my final will. I didn’t even realize it had happened til after it had happened. It was like my body made the decision for me. About thirty seconds after those four hits on each side, with his firm pressure against my hole and his cock already burrowing into my opening, I literally heaved myself up and impaled myself onto his cock. The head popped through my ring and two inches of hard raw shaft followed. He held me firm. I didn’t take anymore cock in me, but he wasnt gonna let me back off either. I half screamed and half moaned. The burn of pain in my ass subsiding already. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show yourself. Such a tight hole. A hungry tight hole,” he whispered. And he was now working more of his cock in, pushing me to take it but not trying to hurt me. “Hit the bottle again sexy. Hit those poppers and let that little hole relax,” he murmurred. I know I did hit the poppers over and over,but lost count of how much each time. And by now there was zero denying that he was fucking me. His cock was sliding in and out and he worked it deeper and deeper. Nothing had ever felt this good. Then I remembered he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Tom, what about, what about condoms?” I got out between gasps. “I don’t have any sexy. Besides it feels so good like this. Skin to skin,” was his reply. And it did feel so good. And he was going even deeper and fucking me more aggressively and the poppers... I lost it. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Feels so good. So good. Big fucking cock so good,” I babbled. And then he was whispering in my ear, “Your hole is so hungry I can feel it, like you are pulling me inside you. I’m almost balls deep. You know what’s gonna happen when I am buried all the way inside you? I’m gonna cum. Deep up in you. And you are gonna let me aren’t you?” I was grunting and gave no sign of discouragement, but that wasn’t enough. He continued, “ Say it. Say it’s okay for me to cum inside you. I’m not gonna let you have it if you don’t ask for it.” I didn’t even think about it. I was facing a primal need that immediately rendered my decision. “Cum in me, Tom, I want you. Give my your load inside my ass," I managed to get out as he was so close to bottoming out in me. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, I'm so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load,” he whispered. With a last hit if poppers, I finally blossomed and he sank that last bit into my boy hole. It hurt in that good way that instantly made me want to feel again again. He was delivering short hard strokes with the result he was balls-deep in my ass. "Oh fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you. Gonna fucking cum. Fucking fill you up. Yeah yeah FUCK YEAH, take that fucking load. Take that fucking hot cum. Oh, fuck,” he groaned in a deep voice. “Oh god. Oh god,” was all I could get out. Over and over. In the back of my brain I realized my torso was dripping with cum - a load I had blown, but which I somehow hadn't realized when I was actually cumming. The feeling of my hole being fucked so deeply had overwhelmed my orgasm. My cock hadn’t mattered compared to the ecstasy of my asshole. “Please stay in me,” I whispered. He looked down at me and announced "You are the sexiest boy I have ever fucked. I swear your hole NEEDED dick. And cum. It needed that too didn’t it sexy boy?” A s I started to come down, the alarms went off in my head. Holy fuck, this guy came in me. And it felt like he came a lot too. I had no idea if he was safe or anything. I slowly backed off his cock, which fell out of my hole with a plop. I was losing that fuck high quickly. How could I have lost control like this? Because he was so fucking sexy, I answered myself. And those poppers. It made me feel like I had to have his dick in me. My body needed it so bad it override my brain. I started to back off him and got up on very very shaky legs to find my clothes. I was a little embarrassed now that I had acted slutty and lost control and I had even asked him to cum in me. I asked him too! Apparently Tom could sense my developing freak and reassured me, “ Hey sexy, I know that was a lot at once. I am so happy I met you though. You are so hot. And I would love to do this again and again. It can be our secret, if you want. But I hope you want more. And the look in your eyes says you do.” By now I had my shorts and shirt on. I knew I had to ask. And I was so scared as I quietly asked “Tom, are you... are you safe?” He looked at me and patted the bed to sit down next to him, asking with a slight smile "Safe? What does that mean? Was I gentle not to hurt you? If that’s what you mean, yes. Or do you mean something else?” He was gonna make me say it. "Meaning HIV," came my whispered reply. “Chris, I want you to think about what we just did. Think about how much you liked it. How badly YOU wanted it to happen. How it just got better and better. Like you always dreamed man sex could be. And I have more to show you and more to share. And you will be back. Maybe in a day. Or a week. Or two. But you are gonna come back here for more man sex with me. And it’s going to be raw like now. And you will ask me to cum in you again. You will even beg. And to answer your question, yes I am HIV positive. And yes, you took a huge load of my cum.” His gentle smile never faded. I don’t remember my reply. It was all about getting out at that moment. I am sure I said goodbye as I left as quickly as I could. I stumbled on still rubbery legs to my place, extremely aware of the wetness in my hole and asscrack. His semen was slowly leaking out of me. I shut the door behind me and locked it, made it to my room and fell on my bed. My head was spinning. HIV positive cum was inside my ass. What was I gonna do? And then his speech at the end. As if I'd ever do that again! But as my thoughts continued to unfold for every ten fearful 'Oh fucks!', there was a long thought of the knowledge I had just had sex that was so amazing I didn’t even think it was possible. But there was no way I was ever doing it again. No way.

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I'm also looking forward to the next chapter.