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Code Red: A Stealthing Story The Bottom So there I was, arse against the wall, my hole lined up with the glory hole between porn booths. I had discovered them recently, and totally by accident. I was walking around the porn shop a few weeks back when I came across the rows of booths. One of the walls was literally shaking, and it had me intrigued. A few days later I came back and tried them out, and I can tell you that from the moment the man in the porn-lit room next to mine put his cock through that hole I was hooked. Last night I put out an add on craigslist. “Gloryhole Fuck” it was titled. I’m a complete bottom, and a cum-hungry one at that. I put it out there that I was looking to be bred by some anonymous guys, clean only, discrete only, and NSA only. So there I was with my hole pushed up against the wall, lubed with my own spit and some random’s cum. I had already serviced two guys. One of them blew in my mouth as soon as he got hard, which I didn’t mind since it gave me more to lube my hole with. The second guy started fucking my mouth the moment I started sucking it. I knew what it meant. I turned around and slid his shaft into my hole. He didn’t even wait for me to ride it. He was in control. The walls shook as I stood there and jerked off with my eyes closed. The porn was poor stimulation compared to this guy’s cock pounding me. I heard him speak for the first time. “Yeah…Yeah…I’m cumming.” So I squeezed my hole as tight as I could and held it until the pounding became shaking. He pulled out of me and left the stall before I had even knelt down to whisper ‘thanks’. That was when the next guy entered the stall. “Did you put the add on craigslist?” he asked. I whispered ‘yes’ in response. “Show me your hole.” He responded. So I did. I turned around and lined my arse against the hole. I felt his fingers play with my hole for a bit before they penetrated me. Even with the cum the last guy deposited it felt a bit raw, a bit painful. I’m not the biggest fan of being fingered, so I figured that it was just because of that. His fingers pulled out and moments later I felt the tip of his cock align with my hole. He thrust it what must have been as far as it could go. My legs shook a bit just from how deep his cock went. He gently pulled out, and then the walls shook again when he thrust it back in. He picked up the pace and started fucking me harder and harder. Then he was done. No grunts, no shaky legs. He just pulled out of me. He had to have blown his load, because when the tip of his cock left me a blob of cum fell onto the floor below me. Not even a second after he pulled out I felt another cock, a different cock, slip through the glory hole and into me. There were two guys in the other booth! This second guy was a whole lot more verbal as he fucked me. He moaned with every thrust, and so did I. Every time the walls shook a shiver went up my spine. All of a sudden my cock felt like it was going to burst. “I’m going to blow” he said from the other stall. Perfect timing. I grabbed my cock and jerked it furiously. The guy’s moaning turned into grunting and the wall stopped shaking. My cock shot my load out and over the booth stall as I squeezed the guy’s cock with my arse. He slowly pulled out and then closed the glory hole over from his side. I heard their door open and went to put my pants on. I heard the glory hole cover slide open, and something solid dropped through. The lights in my stall had gone out, so I put my clothes back on and grabbed what ever it was they dropped through and headed to the bathroom to clean up. As I sat there on the toilet I emptied myself of the loads I had taken. I looked down to admire the cummy mixture in the toilet when I noticed it was laced with red. I took some toilet paper and wiped, and it came up red. Fuck. I was bleeding. How did that happen? After I cleaned up I walked out of the porn store, awkwardly smiling at the guy behind the counter. As I got to my car I remembered the thing they dropped through the hole. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. Only three words were written on it. Enjoy our gift ---- The story from the ‘gifters’ will be coming soon. First attempt at a fictional story, feedback is appreciated

Part 3 . I told him on Saturday morning get up , eat breakfast and hit the shower and get cleaned out inside as well as outside and call me at 11:00. I really expected him to back out and not call. On Friday I saw an email from the kid, I expected it to say that he couldn’t make it or changed his mind. To my surprise he said he couldn’t wait until tomorrow to finally get some of his fantasies come true. He also mentioned that he was really horny and hadn’t jerked for over a week. He had no idea what was going to happen to him. I had contacted a friend that had a playroom in his basement to tell him about that kid. He would be there to help break the kid in. he is POZ but on meds and said he would be willing to stop the meds to knock the kid up but if we got the other guys it wouldn’t be necessary. We decided if he didn’t show we would go to a local bath to see what we could get into Saturday The kid showed up at 11, right on time. We talked for a bit. I could tell he was nervous. I gave him some Gatorade and told him to drink about half then jump in my shower and use the shower shot to make sure he was cleaned out. He told me he wasn’t a fan of Gatorade and that this one tasted funny. I didn’t tell him but I had put a heavy dose of G in it, that is why I only wanted him to drink half of it. He came out all nice and clean. He mentioned he was really horny. I told him I would help with that and started sucking on him. He was hard as a rock in no time, I knew this might be the last neg load he shoots so I bent over and let him sink in my ass, he pumped for only a few minutes and then groaned, and I felt him pulsing in my ass. He really did have a weeks’ worth, he seemed like his cock would never stop shooting. He pulled out and said that was the strongest he ever came. I asked if he was ready for more and he said that he was still horny as hell. I told him about my friend that was going to help and watch me bust is ass and he thought it would be fun. We got dressed and I looked over and we was downing the other half of the Gatorade, I was doing to wait a while longer. I wanted the kid hot, not unconscious. We went to my car and headed the 10 minutes over to my friend’s house. When we got there the kids was a bit wobbly on his feet but not bad. We went down stairs and ordered the kid to strip. We put the kid onto a fucking bench and secured his hands and legs to it. His cock was semi hard and hanging down, I tool a lubed finger and worked it in his as. I was asking him if he still wanted this and he moaned and said yes, I asked him if he wasted me to rip his as and get him poszzed, while I was working his prostate, all I heard was his moaning and he saying ‘ Fuck yes, anything “. “ I am so horny and hot, I really need this “. I gently stared massaging and milking his cock, it was about 7”, I chuckled to myself, this would soon be no more than big clit. While I was doing that I pulled my fingers out and grabbed a bootybump that my friend got ready, I looked and it was about a nice one, I thought for the first time this would really get the kid going. I pushed it up in the kids ass and injected it not him. I put a finger back in him to work it into his ass and to make sure none came out, His cock started to jump and I quit playing with it. I didn’t want the kid shooting yet, if at all. He mentioned his ass was warm and he asked for more in his ass. He was begging for it, he had no idea what was coming

Well in a darkroom or woods at night the ages don't matter 😉

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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.

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.

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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.

Once I entered the house, I rushed up to the bathroom and bushed my teeth, I could still taste his ass and smell it on me. He was sweaty, not a bad smell but I was done with it. I washed my face and took a shower. Once clean I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep. I only had two hours of uninterrupted sleep before Marty woke me. I looked up and Marty was standing there with a young guy. I was startled but Marty said, when you wake up a little more come over to my room. I woke up and walked into Marty’s room and they were both jacking off watching some bi porn. It as a site, there was Marty on the bed with his big dick out and this tall sandy blond dude with an even bigger dick. Marty motioned me in, I came over and got between his legs and began sucking his dick. Marty let me suck him for a few minutes and then he said, show my friend same what a good cock sucker you are. I moved over and began to suck hid big dick, he never looked at me. This tall dude at least 6’4 lean with an eight pack, ten inches cut and big balls that hung low. I heard Marty call him Sam. Sam said nothing to me but commented on the chick in the film as I serviced his cock. Marty would hold my head down to take all of Sam. I worked his dick till he was moaning, he finally spoke to me as he pulled me off his dick and said, you are the girl in the porn. She was riding a big dick while she sucked another guy's cock. I got up, Marty got some lube and Sam moved so I could ride his dick while he watched the porn. I lubed up that big dick and sat on it, it slid in slowly. I pounced up and down a few times before Marty fed me his cock. His dick felt amazing, and I rode him for five minutes then he grabbed my hips and started to pump my hole with his big dick. I sucked Marty, he must have been turned on because he shot his wad down my throat in ten minutes and then left the room. Same pulled me up and off his dick, turned me around so I was facing the tv with my ass and legs off the bed and he slide back in me and fucked me for ten more minutes before he shot inside me. He pulled out without a word and went and got in the shower and cleaned off. I went to my room out the hallway door. Sam left without a word, I had to jack off because fuck that was so hot. He had to be straight and horny. Both Marty and I were turned on by this hot young straight dude. I showered and headed downstairs for a bite. Marty asked me if I liked that straight dick, I told him he was hot as fuck. Yea, he can fuck me anytime. Marty said, good, he will be back tonight around ten. I just smiled; he thought your pussy felt good. His girlfriend is out of town for a week, and he promised he would not fuck another girl, so you are helping him out. Marty asked if I liked being used like a piece of meat, I told him I was not sure at first but yea, I really do like it. Good, he said. I knew you were a service slut the first time I met you, you have proven me right every day since I moved in. Such a good little slut. Now go get ready, you have a couple tops to serve before ten tonight. Marty drove me around to three guys homes and I would go in and service them for an hour or two and then Marty would pick me up. One guy gave me twenty bucks, the other two fifty-dollar bills when I left. I had three loads in my ass when I made it home at 8 PM and knew that hottie was coming at ten. I showered and got ready, it was much the same as the first time, this time he had the lights off as he fucked my hole and watched the video. Never saying a word but giving a huge grunt when he came inside me. Then off to the shower and he left. Marty had me set up for him each time he would come over. This week, I serviced cock during the day and Sam at night. On the fifth night, Sam got me ready but this time he got on the bed and had me crawl onto his dick. This was the first time he was inside my ass; he began to fuck me while I watched a women get double penetrated by two guys. Same walked in and lubed up his dick and pressed it against my hole. It took him a couple times, but he finally got inside me, and he fucked me for twenty minutes while I moaned and whimpered. He called me a cum whore bitch and fucked me hard and then he shot his load inside me. Sam pulled out and showered and I had expected Marty to pull out, but he kept fucking me. I heard Same leave out my bedroom, Marty fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. I would learn later that Marty was positive, that would be my first positive load in my negative hole. I also later learned that Marty was not on any meds and love to poz up young hole. He had tried to refrain from taking my ass, but he could not help it. He blamed it on Sam since Sam wanted to double penetrate me. There we were, Marty fucking me all night and by morning he had given me five loads plus Sam’s huge load. Now that I had taken poz loads, Marty changed my ads and posted one. This is the new ad he posted on one of the sites. Auctioning off young negative bottom for conversion, he just turned 18, never on PreP. How much will you pay to have him for a night? For a week this post was up with my pics. There was a guy who offered $20,000 for my unprotected hole. Marty made the arrangements for this coming Friday to give my neg hole to the guys and his friends. I was totally clueless; I had secretly fallen in love with Marty. I would do anything for him. Sam came back for one more night and he wanted to Double Penetrate me again, and Marty again used my hole all night as we made out. I thought Sam was hot, but I had longed for Marty to make love to me. I really had it bad for him, and I was so relieved that he finally wanted me. We fell asleep together in his room and he fucked me again in the morning blowing his load deep inside me. Then at breakfast he said, you have some hot get togethers coming up. He could tell I was not excited about it anymore, I just wanted him. He rubbed my chest and told me, babe, just do it for me. I smiled at him and agreed. There were many other guys that Marty pimped me out for money too. Friday was here, I cleaned up after school, Marty dropped me off at this big home on a lake. I went up to the door and rang the bell and a tall skinny guy came to the door. He put out his hand and said, you must be Ben, fuck you are cuter than your pics. He was okay looking; Sam and Marty were hotter. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the living room. H asked me if I wanted a drink, I said sure and he brought me a sweet drink, it had alcohol in it, I drink it all and I was soon buzzed as fuck. He He brought me another one, I drink half of it, and I was drunk by now. He came over and started touching me all over, then he made out with me. He was a really good kisser, I have to say. He slowly undressed me until I was in my jock, then he undressed in front of me. Although he was average looking, he was impressive everywhere else. Tight body and abs, he also had a huge uncut dick. He was suddenly more attractive. I kept looking at his hot body and beautiful dick. He grabbed my chin and lifted my head, leaned in and kissed me. Then he said, I will be right back. He brought out a test, I asked him what it was, and he said, I need to know you are clean boy. This is an HIV test. Until he had mentioned it, I had never thought about it. He swabbed my upper gum, then moved it around in my mouth and said, that will take a few minutes. How about you suck my big dick while we wait. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock, sucking him for twenty plus minutes till my jaw was sore. He said good boy, your results are in. You are indeed negative so we can finally fuck, I only fuck neg boys, just had to check you up to make sure. That all seemed strange to me, but I was not all worked up and feeling the buzz, he led me to his bedroom. It was beautiful, a huge bed in all white sheets and mirrors on the walls and ceiling. It was like being at a carnival, I could see him and myself at every angle. I was making me a little dizzy with all I drank, Rick the host guided me into bed, he laid me on my back and kissed my body all over and sucked my cock. It felt so good. He kept saying, you taste so good, so pure. He kissed me all over, sucked my dick and worked my cock and balls till I shot a load in his mouth. He swallowed it and told me how hot it tasted. He leaned down to kiss me but before he did, he said, I love young pure cum. Taste so good, want to taste it? He pressed his libs against mine and we made out. I tasted my cum and he was right, I tasted good. He had me suck his cock but would not cum and over the next couple hours he edged and tasted me and made me cum, three time before he put me ass up and ate my hole, then lubed up his big cock and my hole and slide his cock in me. Fucked me hard and steady and shot his load inside me ten minutes later. That was the first of five loads he gave me. He did not suck my cock again; I did cum three more times while he fucked me. He held me through the night and fucked me three more times before sending me home. I told him I would like to see him again, but he just said, you will boy. You will. I left feeling hot, no one had ever made me cum like that, I wanted to have him do it again. I headed back to Marty in the uber the guy had called for me and got a text in the car from my Arab uber driver he needed my ass. I asked the uber driver to change my address, he knew the area and it was on the way, so he dropped me off early. I want back to the guy's apartment, and he was ready dick out sitting there and I sucked his big cock for five minute he pulled my head up and positioned me on his bed and fucked my ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. He got up and said, whore get dressed and go home. I am done with you for now. The uber driver was hot as a fuck but he treated me like I was just a piece of meat. I like it but not as much as the guy who had just fucked me. He made me feel like I was something special and he waited to take my ass and give me his cum. When I think about him, I get hard. Hard like when I think about Marty or Sam. I made my way back to the house, crashed into bed and rubbed one out thinking about the hot night I had.

I love watching new orgy and group porn videos (however I prefer to participate) --- that said, I never get tired of a few older group/party clips with the terms "Bareback Party" or "Hollywood." It looks like they used to have a yahoo group (if you can remember those) (egroups.com/group/Bareback_Activism). All I have been able to find has been these three (3) clips; Bareback Party, Hollywood - [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video656098/bareback_party_hollywood Bareback Party 3, Laguna Bareback Boys (Part 3) (I'm assuming these are the same guys) - [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video8422/bareback_part_iii_-_laguna_bareback_boys Hollywood Bareback Party(Part 7) - [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/3552/hollywood-bareback-party-7/ Might anyone know if this group is still alive and well --- and if they have any other clips? It is so hot to watch these studs! Thanks

I was at the gym late and there were a few other people there. About half way through my workout when I noticed a slim and lean Latino guy approaching from the other side of the gym. He was wearing a gray tank top and black sweatpants. He had a nice muscle definition and his dick print was perfectly outlined. His sweats were wrapping around it basically so watching him walk over I couldn’t help but stare. I love a hot print on a sexy guy. We made brief eye contact once he got closer but no words were exchanged. He began doing curls a couple feet away from me so I got to check him out in the mirror. Watching his muscles flex and getting to enjoy that print. After a few min he dropped his weights and walked over and asked me why my deal is cause I’ve been staring at his dick since he came in. I told him like bro you literally advertising that dick can’t blame me. He asked me if I can keep my mouth shut about it? Told him I won’t tell no one. We went to the tanning room and locked the door. He took off his shirt exposing his lean and muscular body. I pulled down his sweats to finally see that sexy dick. I immediately grabbed it and started to jerk it and suck it as he leaned back against the tanning bed. I felt his dick get bigger and harder. A couple gulps later and his dick was a solid 8.5 and completely covered in my saliva. He told me to lay down on the floor and spread my legs. I covered the floor with our clothes and I did as instructed. He got between my legs and pressed his dick against my hole. Leaned over and pushed his dick head inside me and slowly slid deeper inch by inch inside me. I started feeling up his abs as he began to pump my ass with his dick . He started fucking me faster and harder. He pulled out and told me to flip on my stomach. He pushed back in me and began to pound my ass even harder. Pulled my hips up and pushed my head down and began giving me deep hard back shots. He told me to get up and ride him. I got up straddled him and began to ride him taking that rock hard dick balls deep every time. When he told me he was gonna cum I grabbed his shoulders and began riding him faster pushing down as hard as I could. I felt his dick start to throb inside me and his abs flexing as he moaned out that he was cumming inside me. I rode his dick for a few minutes to make sure I take even the last drop of his cum before I slowly pulled off his dick. He said damn I definitely will be needing that ass again soon. Told him he can breed me anytime. He got dressed and walked out. I soon followed and left the gym.

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.

Sorry for the delay in posting the next and final chapter... Here you go. Can't wait to hear your thoughts... I stood there watching as my boyfriend bounced up and down on Jean's huge hard cock. He was grunting with pleasure as he lowered himself hard against Jean's crotch and pulled himself off, again and again. Jean was guiding him by tweaking hard on my boy's nipples. They were moaning back and forth in French, and I couldn't understand a word. My boy threw his head back and rode Jean's cock and then raised himself up and pulled off. He opened his eyes and saw me standing there dumbstruck. He walked over to me as his hard cock bounced up and down. He wrapped his arms around me and stuck his tongue in my mouth. “Please. I want this. I NEED this!” His hands worked down to my pants, and he unzipped, allowing my now-hard cock to plop out. “We NEED this.” He drew me to where Jean was laying, milking his hard slimy raw dick. It wasn't until my boy pushed my face down into Jean's crotch and I smelled my boy's ass juices that I even realized they had been fucking bare. There was a bit of foamy cum puddled at the base of his cock; It must have been my morning's load having worked its way out with Jean's fucking. I knew it was totally wrong, and maybe a bit dangerous to be playing with this guy who had just lost his lover to AIDS. But it felt so good to be sharing this incredible experience with my boyfriend that I decided to just go with it. My boy wriggled my pants down and Jean pulled my shirt over my head, forcing my tongue to bathe his huge sweaty balls. I ran my hands all over his burly furry chest until my fingers came in contact with his over-sized nipples. He must have been into clamps or something they were so big. My boy pushed me forward until I could chew on Jean's nipples. “Plus sévère! Harder!,” Jean shouted as he forced my face into his chest. My boy was spreading my cheeks. I was always a top with him, and he never paid any attention to my ass at all. It felt great as he pulled my cheeks apart and dove his tongue into my hole. When Jean had had enough of my nipple play, he shoved my face down to his crotch. I swallowed his stick uncut member as deeply as I could, lapping my own cum off his pubes. My boy inserted a finger or two and started loosening my ass up just the way I usually loosened his. I was groaning as Jean held my face down on his dick. He pulled me up again and yanked my legs so that they were alongside him and my ass was an inch over his drooling cock. Jean shouted something in French to my boy that must have been “Put it in his hole!” My boy eased my ass lower until Jean's cock was right at my asshole. My boy was egging me on, encouraging me to take this stranger's bare cock in my ass. “You gonna take his dick? Gonna take his raw load? Gonna milk that cock until he cums?” My head spun, and I saw stars as Jean lurched forward until the head of his cock was splitting me in two. My boy lowered his face to my ass so that he could drool on and lick Jean's cock as it disappeared into my gut. Jean fucked me hard for a few minutes until my legs started to give out. I leaned forward and Jean grabbed my head, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I could feel my face burning as his stubble ground into my sensitive skin. I heard my boy's phone snap as he must have been taking photos of my ass full of raw French cock. He kept snapping as he came up behind me and eased his dick up against my hole. I realized he meant to fuck me alongside Jean! I knew there was no was to protest but I let out a muffled groan into Jean's mouth as my boy speared my ass. They double-fucked me until I was crying in pain. My boy came first, jamming his dick as far into me as it would go. The extra wetness in my ass helped the pain and he then plopped out as Jean jack-hammered into me until he too lost his load, breeding me deep. I pulled off of Jean and collapsed onto the rug. My boy snapped a few pics of their cum running out of my ass and onto the priceless rug. Jean scooped me up, naked in his arms as he kissed my boy hard. “So glad you two were able to make it today. I was afraid you might, how do you say, chicken out.” I figured out that my boyfriend had planned the whole thing. He had wanted me to take this guy's load and had planned the whole weekend just so it would seem like chance. As their loads leaked out of my slack hole, Jean carried me up the stairs and through a gallery into a bedroom. I heard the sound of machines clicking and beeping. There, in a huge canopy bed, hooked up to machines, was a shadow of a man close to death. I knew at once that this must be Jean's lover. I had thought that he was dead, but I realized that Jean had never actually said so, only that his lover had AIDS. Jean laid me down next to his sleeping lover and crawled on top of me. My boyfriend climbed into the bed on the other side and removed the man's oxygen mask and kissed him gently. The man woke up and Jean caressed him and unbuttoned his pyjamas. Together, they pulled down the sheets and Jean swallowed the man's cock. It felt tender and beautiful to be so close to such an intimate moment between lovers running out of time. My boy kissed gently down the man's gaunt frame and joined Jean lapping at his lover's hardening dick. He was at death's door but had no problem getting hard. It was one thing to get double-fucked by this dying man's lover and my boyfriend, but I felt really strange, and very horny, watching these two tongue-bathe a diseased AIDS cock. When the man was fully hard and oozing precum, my boy lapped up a pearl of clear juice and crawled over to me, feeding it to me. I realized that I had toxic precum in my mouth and nearly fainted. I was reeling as my boy swiped some of the man's juice and began rubbing it into his own ass. Jean helped my boy straddle the dying man's body and aimed his lover's bare cock into my boyfriend's quivering ass. It was the third dick my boyfriend had taken that day, and it slipped in easily. My boy lowered himself all the way onto his dick and moaned with pleasure. I heard the machines beeping faster and faster as the old man's heartbeat quickened. My boyfriend leaned forward to kiss the dying man, now gulping for breath without his oxygen. Jean crawled up behind my boyfriends's ass and licked up and down his crack. Jean fisted his cock to full hardness and slipped in into my boyfriend's ass. My boyfriend whimpered as he took those two cocks. I was mesmerized knowing he had an old man's POZ cock bare in his hole. Jean was crying out as he fucked my boy harder and harder, pumping his hips into my boy's body. He went in balls deep and let his load go, filling my boy's ass with his seed. The old man gasped as he too lost his POZ load. They were a sweaty pile of arms and legs, tangled in the sheets. They separated as I came to my senses. I had just watched my boy knowingly take a POZ load. Jean spoke in French as my boy replaced the man's mask and the machines whirred back to normal. My boy nodded. Jean turned to me and said, “Thank you for allowing that to happen. Both of you two will carry on our line for years to come.” I didn't fully comprehend until later that Jean was also POZ. He had also been fucked by the rent boys who had been fucking his lover. I wound up taking his load again once after I had figured it out what had happened and why we were really there. After all, my boy had two POZ loads simmering in his hole and I wanted to even the score. Driving back to our hotel that night, we both had toxic loads leaking out of our asses. My boy explained to me that Jean and his lover were actually his clients, and that taking their loads meant a great deal of money for his firm and for us as well. My boy explained to me that Jean was on meds and I was likely not going to catch anything from him. My boy had not wanted to expose me to any real risk of becoming POZ. He had taken that role for himself as the old man likely had a very high viral load. He asked if we should go on PEP medication, and we decided against it. We would let nature run its course, just as it had for Jean and his lover.

This is Fiction and should only be taken as that Part 1 At 60 years old the options to play with a twink doesn’t present it’s self very often but when this 23 yr old wanted to play and get twisted, pozzed and abused anally really got my attention. I figured it was only talk and after he got his rocks off he would ghost me. For the time being we could have some fun talking. He sent a couple pics and if those were him he looked a bit older but had a nice cock and ass. The kid was persistent and wanted to meet so I figured maybe a local coffee shop to see if he was as he said. When he walked in he looked younger than he said but was hot looking. I actually wanted to see his driver license to verify his age. I didn’t want to get in trouble talking to a minor. While we talked he was looking around and told me he wanted to go somewhere else since he saw a college friend leaving and he was nervous about this. I agreed and suggested my car around the side. Once there he really let go, he said he read stories and wanted to get drugs up his ass, his ass used and abused for a long time, if the guys were toxic or had anything that would be fine. He said he only had a couple experiences with getting fucked and the last one had a bid cock and split him open and he loved it. I asked him about the Toxic side and he said with all the meds out he looked into it and most can be cured or at least controlled. I told the kid I could get really sadistic and that is ass would not be the same. I only had an average cock but I could find a couple guys to split his hole open after I prepared it. I told him he would be in some pain, probably a little blood and I would get I twisted. He agreed and I said to think it over and let me know. He also mentioned some other really dark fantasies he wanted to try. We will have to see I told him. The following week I was really busy with work and was unable to look at my emails much but when I did he had 2 emails there begging me to get him messed up. I picked up a disposable home and had him call me, we talked for a few minutes and I told him what to do. I told him on Saturday morning get up , eat breakfast and hit the shower and get cleaned out inside as well as outside and call me at 11:00. I really expected him to ack out and not call. He also mentioned some other really dark fantasies he wanted to try. We will have to see I told him.

1. Ownership Mr. McPherson’s dildos, a mix of flesh-colored and black, some clean, some not so clean, spread out all over the unmade bed. A few others were nestled in the leather sling, while several various sized butt plugs all stood upright like proud soldiers at attention on the nightstand. Jesse looked over the bedroom. It was part of his job, he reminded himself, to clean them. And he was happy to in exchange for Mr. McPherson and his associate, slash housemate, slash whatever he was to Mr. McPherson, Dante—who he'd yet to meet—given their downstairs studio at their secluded island compound. After flunking out of his junior college's Spring semester, he answered Mr. McPherson's ad that said there would be light housekeeping in exchange for room and board and a small stipend. It wasn’t till his second day on the island that Mr. McPherson informed him 'housekeeping' included washing up a large collection of sex toys. The other requirement, he learned after he’d settled into his room, was a 'uniform' he was to wear inside the compound—a pair of skimpy white shorts, sandals and nothing more. Surveying the room he found some of the toys were unbelievably huge, some anatomically impossible. How they could even be incorporated into the act of sex was mysterious, if not a little disturbing, given the destruction or distortion on the impacted asshole. Yet a part of him was a bit enticed to try one or two out at some point. The only sound of the compound was soft surf in the distance and the quiet vacuuming of the pool man outside. Right now might possibly be an opportune time to put his curiosity to the test. He walked around the room seeing if there was a small one he might try or one he might tease his hole with. Yes, he picked one up that seemed perfect. He laughed to himself he was Goldilocks, settling on one not too big but not too small. Suddenly he heard a flush and Mr. McPherson burst from the master bathroom, completely naked, and stumbled directly into him. Jesse, with a wet, rubbery ten inch dildo wobbling in his hands, took a step back to steady himself. He peered down gawking at his employer’s dick. Although the cock was flaccid, it dangled mightily mid-way down Mr. McPherson’s sinewy thighs. Apparently still high from the night before, it took Mr. McPherson a moment to place who Jesse was. Balancing one hand on Jesse’s thin, hairless chest, he focused, his dark knitted brows relaxed as he snapped his fingers, mouthing quietly to himself, “Jesse.” A bit of a hazy smile came to light in his twinkling blue eyes. “Yes, sir, Mr. McPherson,” Jesse responded. Mr. McPherson’s hand slowly ran over Jesse’s smooth, youthful chest, pausing on the boy’s right nipple and giving it a slight tug. Mr. McPherson shook his head, saying, "No-no-no. No mister, boy. ‘Sir’ is…adequate. That is when no one is around." Mr. McPherson looked theatrically left and right. "And no one, I see, is around.” Mr. McPherson grinned, displaying two rows of shark-like teeth. Aside from his intimidating smile (or maybe because of it) he appeared to Jesse to be the perfect Daddy type: a very fit late forties, early fifties, alpha male; a gym rat and probable partier; a Polo-clad rich guy, semi-retired. While cleaning Mr. McPherson’s downstairs office, nosing around on his computer, he clicked through screens of stocks, cryptocurrencies, and real estate properties the man owned. Judging by the photos on the bookcases and hanging on the walls, images of Mr. McPherson beaming next to ex-presidents, Arab sheiks, some vaguely familiar world leaders, and more than a few famous—always male—Hollywood celebrities, made it seem like this guy knew everyone important on the planet. During the interview, his habit of stroking his dark goatee and looking sideways at Jesse kept him a bit off-guard, but whatever hesitation he detected from Mr. McPherson regarding hiring him, Jesse tackled head-on with contagious enthusiasm that repeatedly brought out Mr. McPherson’s shark grin. The man charmed Jesse in return with his roguish manner throughout the interview. And when he impulsively hired him on the spot, the contract scanned to find his weekly salary and frantically signed before Mr. McPherson changed his mind, Jesse fisted the air crowing Yes!, issuing a devilish outburst from Mr. McPherson. That this handsome stranger with his rugged, noble looks, his silver mane of hair, his manicured nails, his shirt sleeves swollen by flexing biceps, had actually chosen him for employment, why he felt he’d won the lottery. Now, with Mr. McPherson naked before him, Jesse couldn’t believe his circumstance. He tried to be as casual as possible, as if this happened all the time. And as much as he managed to keep his tongue securely in his mouth, he couldn’t help but fixate on Mr. McPherson’s powerful chest, as smooth as his, but bronze with powerful pecs that sculpted perfectly to two fleshy nipples that—for fuck sake!—had two horseshoe piercings through them. Mr. McPherson sensed Jesse admiration. He rewarded him by swaying his hips so his dick swung hypnotically for Jesse’s benefit. The boy couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the pendulum that cascaded under a generous patch of dark brown pubes. Pointing to the sizable dildo Jesse held, he asked, “You fancy that one, eh?” Jesse gave a quick, impish smirk. In a confidential whisper, Mr. McPherson boasted, “Mine's bigger.” Jesse blushed and looked around the room trying to focus on why he was there. “Uh, I finished your office, sir. I figured you were out, like, maybe you’d left the island, so I, uh, thought….” Jesse rambled rapidly, not sure why he was trying to pretend that Mr. McPherson wasn’t outright hitting on him. “Let’s sit,” Mr. McPherson said, pointing to two easy chairs in front of a picture window that looked out to the sea. “Let’s…get more familiar with each other, shall we? And I must sit because I am about to fall over. Rough night.” He patted a chair taking the large, fat dildo from Jesse and plopped it on a low table separating the chairs. “Interviews are such an impersonal way of knowing someone. And now that you’re here, in the flesh—and what flesh, I have to say—I should like to get to know you better.” “Yes, sir,” Jesse replied, easing into his chair. He tried to avoid looking at Mr. McPherson penis which had begun to rise half-mast. (A losing battle at best.) He felt a need to shift his own hardening cock in his shorts. He crossed a leg, trying to casually hide a bulge that was forming. “Are you satisfied with your quarters, Jesse?” Jesse nodded. “You’re directly beneath us. I hope we weren’t too noisy last night. Dante and I had our boys over. Very dirty boys, as you can see.” Mr. McPherson waved his hand over the room. “We do love our dirty boys—Dante and I—the dirtier the better.” He sat back in his chair, which only emphasized how rigid his pole had become. Nonchalantly, he began stroking it, his eyes fixated on Jesse. With a bit of a deer in the headlight glaze, Jesse fought to keep his eyes from dipping down. “Tell me: have you had anything this big fuck your arse?” He revealed once again his exceptionally wide grin. “Or this,” he asked, grabbing the dildo off the table and letting it flop back and forth next to his erection. “Or both,” he chortled, truly eating up Jesse’s arousal and awkwardness. The saying It ain’t bragging if it’s true popped into Jesse mind. Mr. McPherson wasn’t exaggerating: his cock easily topped the ten incher and was even thicker to boot. Jesse gulped and shook his head. “Nothing that big, Mr. Mc-….Sir.” He glanced anxiously out at wide expanse of the ocean, then darted his eyes quickly back to the man, trying to hide this strange mixture of unease and enticement. Mr. McPherson licked his lips continuing to study him. “You really are one of the most stunning boys I’ve met in a very long time, Jesse. Your parents, Irish and Italian, yes?” “Were, sir. But yes.” He’d related as much during his interview—his family situation, the difficult past year, his self-assurance about his future. “Dad was Sicilian, mom was from Cork. Like I said, they left me a little something. But now,” he exhaled a pfft, lifting his palm to indicate this house, this lifestyle. “I can’t ask for more than this.” “Such beautiful coloring,” Mr. McPherson said, not paying him heed. “You ran track in high school, yes?” Jesse affirmed this with a nod. “Like a fine race horse ready to be broken in. What delicious brown eyes," his employer said, leaning towards him. "Gorgeous chestnut hair, which, if you don’t mind me saying, would look great buzzed," he said, running his fingers along his scalp. "And such pale white skin," he cooed, running his knuckles across Jesse's peach fuzz cheek. He squinted. "I want to give you, Jesse, exactly what I think you want, things you deserve." The offer came across a little menacing if not domineering. It made Jesse’s heart beat a little faster. "Being a runner, you probably don’t smoke,” Mr. McPherson asked, pointing to a bowl on the table, picking it up and examining it. “Grass, sometimes,” Jesse answered, curiously meeting Mr. McPherson gaze. “I think you’d enjoy this. Our boys seem to, as so do I.” He lit the bowl, got smoke billowing inside, and passed it over. Jesse inhaled the swirling smoke and then quickly blew it out. “That’s it. But try keeping it in just like grass.” Jesse sucked the thin remaining wisps. Mr. McPherson leaned over and gave the pipe another blast of flame. With this hit a strange tingling began inside his brain, animating a sensation he hadn't felt before, an excited energy rather than the calming effect he usually felt with pot. Seeing the spark in Jesse's eye he was waiting for, Mr. McPherson lit the pipe a third time. With this stronger hit suspended in his lungs, Jesse noticed Mr. McPherson’s enormous hard-on—which he suddenly had no problem staring at now—had formed a bead atop the pee slit. A thought snuck up on him—from where or why Jesse didn’t know—but he wondered what that bead would taste like, if it was salty like when he tasted his own cum? Maybe it wasn’t pre-cum but maybe a bead of pee at the tip. He wondered what that would taste like. Traveling along these thoughts, his erection started making his shorts uncomfortably tight. Mr. McPherson noticed him squirm, stroked his pointed goatee, giving Jesse his sly sideways grin. "Time to slip those off, eh? Just us boys here,” he said, taking the pipe back and adding new contents from a baggie. He lit the pipe, drew a hit, then passed it to Jesse. “Try taking a deep hit this time. That’s it. And one more.” A coughing fit ensued, Mr. McPherson padding his back, which, as Jesse regained control, evolved into a slow, sensual caress of his back and shoulder. “Makes you feel good all over, am I right?” “Fuck, yeah, Mr. Mc-.” He stopped again and corrected himself. “Sir,” he coughed, attempting to clear his throat. He fell back into the chair observing how bright and colorful the room shined, how alive the printed birds on the chair's fabric seemed. He lifted his gazed out to the shimmering blue ocean. “I never felt nothing like this. Not even the best weed. Makes me kinda horny too. Like, shit, I feel like I could do anything.” “What you should do is drop trou, boy. Get comfortable like me,” Mr. McPherson suggested. Jesse gave the pipe to Mr. McPherson who set it on the table. He didn't understand why Mr. McPherson’s recommendation held such sway over him, but he felt a powerful need to indulge the man, had an urgent desire to get naked in front of him, lure him with his body. He eagerly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them to his ankle, then kicked them off leaving him, for the moment, in his underwear with a big lump under the white cotton. Mr. McPherson gave his index finger a wiggle indicating the underwear should also come off. Jesse slipped his briefs off and his hard-on slapped against his tight abs, revealing a brown, wispy treasure trail that whorled down to a patch of darkly trimmed pubes. What wasn’t lost to Mr. McPherson’s eye, was out of the sparse nest of pubes, a long slim cock arose, topped by a large, perfectly formed, purple head, pierced by the small silver ring of a Prince Albert. “Yes please,” murmured Mr. McPherson. "You are full of delightful surprises, Jesse." He reached over and gave the P.A. the lightest of tugs. "I foresee larger and larger gauges in your future. A double-zero, I predict, by end of summer.” He leaned over and picked up Jesse's underwear, and discovered a brown skid mark running down the back of it. “And yet more surprises!” His eyes lit up and his shark teeth bared. “Good God! Forget the shorts. From now on, only these,” he waved the briefs, “These are to be the only thing you wear within the compound. Capisce?” He then took a deep inhalation of the skid mark. Without understanding why, Jesse felt even hornier. He only knew he like Mr. McPherson paying so much attention to something dirty about him, something he should have been ashamed about but right now wasn't. “Suc-cu-lent," Mr. McPherson purred, stretching out each syllable while sitting back taking in the young man’s scent. Content after his lasciviously savoring, Mr. McPherson’s smile waned. In a darker register than Jesse had heard, he intoned, "Up." Jesse felt the mood shift introduced by this new darker tone. He knew to obey the man; there was something he liked about following Mr. McPherson's orders. Mr. McPherson twirled his index finger, and Jesse slowly spun around for him. “I expected you'd have a speedo tan line like that. I’m going to enjoy devouring that ivory ass." There was no question of Jesse resisting Mr. McPherson when his voice dipped even lower and seductively announced, "You need to get in that sling immediately.” This desire to obey overwhelmed him. Jesse marched straight to the sling and took a brown crusted double-headed dildo and large horse dildo out of the sling, and put them on the nightstand next to the regiment of butt plugs. He settled back in the sling struggling to hook his feet in the hanging leg straps. Mr. McPherson took one of his feet, then the other, snapping each into padded ankle restraints. Secure in the sling, Jesse’s legs spread wide apart, his anus prominently exposed. He was simultaneously nervous and very excited. “First time in a sling, sir," he confessed, stretching thin arms back, clutching the metal chains above his head. Mr. McPherson surveyed his prize—the boy with his gold-speckled brown eyes, the anxious brow, sharp cheekbones that could cut diamonds, dimples of joy, his sculpted jawline, wisps of chestnut hair in his pits, ribs prominent and excitedly rising and falling in anticipation, the sun blazing through the window hitting the boy’s erection like a sundial’s gnomon casting a shadow over his public bone, his beautiful young balls hanging in their sack like red grapes ready to be plucked, and finally, the proud display of his puckering trophy, the central brown target framed by two magnificent orbs of perfect white flesh, pearly gates to ruination—all his to remold and defile. Mr. McPherson growled, “You like showing me your dirty pussy, don't you?” He stood between Jesse’s legs, his hard-on drooling pre-cum over Jesse’s torso. The boy smirked, sticking a finger in his navel where spooge had collected, and put the liquid to his mouth. Mr. McPherson sneered, then knelt between Jesse’s legs and drew in a deep inhalation between Jesse’s fleshy globes. Jesse felt the slightest touch on his sphincter from Mr. McPherson's pointed tongue. The tongue flattened out and gave Jesse's hole a broad lap. The tongue sharped to a nib, circling around the hole, then dove straight in, causing Jesse to inhale from sudden pleasure. “For fuck sake, boy.” Mr. McPherson snorted. “Don’t you wipe?” A wicked smile expanded over Jesse's face, as Mr. McPherson spread his cheeks digging deeper into his hole, and lapped at his smudge. The vulgar affinity he suddenly felt with this man triggered thoughts more vile than he’d ever allowed to surface. “No, sir. Never!" he snarled, "I love secretly having a dirty butt. You can do whatever you want with it, my shithole. I’ll stop wiping from now on if you want.” Mr. McPherson emerged between his legs, seeing the lad's eyes dark with lust, just the way he liked his boys. Jesse’s hands pulled his legs farther apart to give this man, this corrupting influencer, as much access to his bung hole as possible. "You want to fuck my nasty shit pussy?" he rasped hoarsely. The sleazy desperation from the young man caused the man to rise, lean over, and plant a sordid kiss on the boy’s mouth. He slithered his slime-coated tongue into the boy’s hungry mouth. Jesse instinctively understood the new taste, and didn’t seem to hesitate accepting it. Abruptly with the kiss, he understood this man would be his teacher, his mentor, ultimately, if not immediately, would be his master. He observed the man creep to his side, evaluate his suspended body like a predator examining a prey that had been caught in a lure. The man pull up along his ribs, took one thin arm and locked it in a leather restraint, then reach across his torso, his cock gliding over the hairless chest leaving a trail of slime as if a giant slug were oozing a malignant discharge over his boyish breasts, marking him as his, the drooling cock close enough for Jesse's tongue to reach. As Mr. McPherson leaned over, buckling the final appendage, Jesse touched his tongue to the salty piss slit and got his first taste of the man’s secretions. Securing the buckle, Mr. McPherson spoke in a deep rumble replying to the boy’s question, “Fuck your shit hole? Oh Jesse. I’m going to do so much more than fuck your shit hole." He placed a finger on the cleft of the boy’s chin, bid him to open his mouth. He bent over and released a long string of brown sludge into the boy, then, with the same finger closed his yap, sealed his mouth. Mr. McPherson rose and paused, observed that Jesse’s PA had some seepage leaking off it. "Pre-cum. A good indication of what you’re open to, boy." With his finger Mr. McPherson drew away a white thread, a slack web from slit to finger, and placed the trace of pre-cum on Jesse’s lip. Jesse drew the finger into his mouth and sucked. Mr. McPherson’s eyes glistened wolfishly. His lips drew back and teeth emerged with his preternatural smile. "Never be ashamed of being a vessel of another man’s waste," he advised the boy softly. "Nor of your own. If it feels right and you like it, that’s all you need to know." He placed his lips again on the boy. Jesse responded with tongue, and with passion. The predatory man circled round between the boy’s legs, lubing his cock as he approached. As his body brushed the inside of Jesse’s thigh, he grasped the boy’s pelvis and with his cock began to manipulate the boy’s hole against his rigid pole. "It comes out we like much the same thing, Jesse. That’s rare. Such a promising start. Who know how much I can show you?" Jesse nodded in eagerly. The man slipped a slick finger in boy’s hole, lubing all around, then start to bob just his wide head repeatedly against his hole. He didn’t penetrate too far, just enough to introduce the girth that would be demanded of him. "First thing, we need to break in this tight, very tight butt hole." Jesse moaned loudly as the tip assuredly popped inside. "Push against me, boy," he encourage. As Jesse flared his ass open wanting Mr. McPherson inside him, he strained against the girth he was required to accept. The man rocked his cock in and out without complete removal, repeatedly pitching forward and back, until he saw signs of growing desire in Jesse's half-glazed eyes. He paused after inserting a few inches, feeling Jesse rectum clutching tightly on his member. He pulled out an inch then gave Jesse half an inch more of his shaft. Jesse rode him expertly for a while, wanting his penetration more with each new thrust. Mr. McPherson gently fucked him, taking him to a depth that might have been the deepest he’d ever asked of his ass. Probing further still to see what the boy could tolerate, now with each centimeter gained Mr. McPherson seemed to cause Jesse torment. But with slow determination he detected Jesse’s pain could be turned to pleasure. With a good portion of his member penetrating the boy, he felt a constricted second sphincter muscle blocking him from going deeper. He ground his hips, pushing hard against the boy's inner sphincter, feeling it starting to give way. He could see in the boy's alarmed eyes he was hitting a spot new to him. He leaned beyond Jesse and reached to the nightstand, grabbing a bottle. He uncapped it, put it under Jesse's right nostril and, with a finger, closed his other. "Inhale," he instructed. "Take a deep hit." Jesse obeyed, and Mr. McPherson felt his second sphincter loosen just a bit. He switched nostrils and had the boy hit the bottle again. He pushed hard and felt the clutching sphincter spread as he gyrated, pushing his enormous shaft deep into the aroused boy. Just when he was almost through the obstruction, the boy’s body erupted spasmodically. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" Jesse wailed. “Wait. Shit, fuck, Mr. McPherson. No, I can't take it." His body clenched, trying to expel the attacking phallus. "Yes you can,” he said, ignoring the pleas, giving the boy another hit of poppers. “Want it. Want me in that place you’re feeling right now. Trying shitting me out. Push hard. Clench!” He felt the boy’s rigid entrails clamp down, then flare, and slowly allowed, millimeter by millimeter, him to gain access. Astonishingly, all at once he slid in two full inches. He experience incredible pleasurable in this deep penetration. He thrust in past the constriction which erotically clutched his engorged head. He realized Jesse, beneath him, head back, cheered him on, stuttering yes-yes-yes, surrendering to more of his shaft as it pushed onward into the boy. Jesse face, which had been grimacing in discomfort, his body understood how helpless it was to resist, and relaxed, succumbing to the corrupting power of having his guts flayed internally. An inner cavern had been breached, a sensation so rich in pleasure he wondered where it had been hiding. He begged to be fucked harder, fucked deeper. Mr. McPherson rocked steadily enjoying the boy’s offering him his body. “You like this? You like someone in you so deep you're a whore for more?” Jesse nodded enthusiastically, opening his mouth in awe of this feeling. “Yeah, yeah, right there,” Jesse stammered, taking protracted satisfaction in abdicating his body entirely to the impulses of this master. “And we've still got further to go," his master warned, grinding his hips round, stirring the boy’s innards this way and that, marking the boy flush red faced, watched his breathing synch with his, feeling the boy’s heartbeat throbbing in the tip his cock, sensing the boy’s rectum of fine strings being plucked apart as he journeyed deeper into the conquered territory. In the corner of the boy's eyes, tears welled, he gnawed his lip, gasps burbled at each new sensation his master caused. Then the man paused. Jesse focused his eyes quickly. In spite of being on the verge of pain, he still wanting more. He implored, "Breed me, master. Cum inside me.” He searched the man’s face, gave the man’s cock a squeeze with his inflamed entrails. “Why’d you stop, sir?" Mr. McPherson grabbed the poppers, took deep hits, and stood there for a good, long while. Waves of pleasure washed over him, feeling how good his cock felt buried in such a wet boy pussy. Then a trickle of urine began leaking into the boy's cavity. It took a moment for Jesse to recognize the unfamiliar sensation he felt in his body. "Oh, fuck. You're taking a leak in me?" "Like a racehorse, boy" Mr. McPherson panted, the trickle immediately turning into a geyser. This powerful blast shot into the boy, while an immense expression of relief spread across the man’s face. "God damnit! I've needed to piss for so long!” After turning on the spigot to full force, he turned his internal attention back to the boy. Gazing down on him, he said, “This’ll be extremely charged piss from last night, Jesse. Relish it. Not all boys are as lucky as you to get daddy enhanced piss with his first fuck." His eyes rolled back as his urine flowed in blessed relief. Holding onto the sling’s top bar, pushing his firehose of piss into the lad’s body, he allowed his bladder to explode. He squeezed his bladder muscles, enjoying how his cock toyed with the boy’s entrails, easing up then deluging his piss stream again, his cock plugged so deeply into this clutching pussy, that he couldn’t resist taunting the boy, "You like being my pisspot? You consent to be daddy’s toilet?" Surprised, yet not shocked, Jesse replied, "I love it, daddy. I want your piss, sir," he groaned with no hesitation, absorbing the flow of urine running into his deepest parts. He began rocking in the sling to take more of his master’s cock. The boy's loosening sphincter wasn’t getting lost on Mr. McPherson either. He felt Jesse accepting his manhood, possibly the remaining mass which was still a sizable amount but seemed like Jesse was in reach of taking it. Jesse continued to welcome the anaconda and his master's piss simultaneously. The intoxicating flow made him frenzied. He flared open his legs, eye crazed and widened, he confessed, blathering, "I want master’s piss day and night. I want master to come down to my room whenever he has to take a leak, stick his cock in me, let me be his urinal. I want to be his sewer.” "Yes, boy. That's correct. That’s what you want.” He felt his bladder almost drained. “You want to be daddy's special toilet." In a trance, he babbled on, “Make me your toilet slave, master.” He made whimpering begging noises, pushing his butt up to meet his master’s crotch. It wasn’t just the sensation that drove this fever. Even more: it was the combination of knowing what Mr. McPherson was doing, feeling it at the same time, and then giving him further access to his hole, flooding his colon with his huge pissing cock. The flood of piss overloaded all resistance, physical and mental, enflamed his guts, snaking through this intestines, splashing, pushing, causing him to continue to open up. As the charged piss absorbed into his system, it became a feedback loop that had no end. Deeper and deeper he fell into the ecstasy that ravaged his body. He wallowed in the understanding of how the pain of penetration blossomed into joy. He felt transformed into an insect caught in the most seductive spider web imaginable; a luxurious dream, absorbing him, siphoning his mind from his body, extracting reason from his mind, making him a slave only to this sensation. He gave up his body to this man in a distorted dream, barely aware of this surroundings, pulling on the soft wrist cuffs and grasping at the hard metal chains, spreading his legs wider, bucking up to take more of this god between his legs, this demon who could impale him however deep he wished, split him in two and cast his shell aside if he wanted. He felt blessed that this conqueror chose his hole to plunder. It felt so fucking good, pushing his butt, straining to take in every inch of this coiled python from this monstrous centaur. This was no longer a man fucking him but a beast devouring him. The man felt the boy's hole fully relent, greedily aching for more. Confined to the limits of the sling, trying to push his body against his to take more of his meat, the man was more than willing to accommodate and leaned all his weight into the boy’s hole. Done pissing he pulled almost all the way out, and then slammed back in. The hole was a slippery, wet mess that got him harder the deeper he probed. He found he was a breath away from having his balls pressed to the boy's smooth tailbone. Observing the boy's face cringe in some discomfort, he poppered the boy again. The boy of course would not resist him. After capping the bottle, he plunged his cock completely to his pubic bone, his wiry bush nestling under the boy's soft, hairless balls. Jesse's eyes bulged, startled, and came instantly. A thick rope of his white jism shot into the boy's face, trailing white cock-snot over an eye and down his cheek. He felt the colon spasm, clutching in desperate orgasms, in the identical rhythm he was fucking the deepest cavern of the boy, feeling his cockhead hitting a soft log in his deepest thrusts. From the boy's rhythmic clutching of his cock while cum spewed over his thin chest, the man climaxed too, releasing an ample amount of seed to knock the boy up. Sperm mixed with the urine, a slop so voluminous he could almost hear it slosh inside the boy's guts. In raptured orgasm, he bucked harder, finding sadistic pleasure in the boy's wails. He took the boy's cock and PA in hand and caused the boy tortured exhilaration as he jacked the wet, spent head. They rocked together, unable to stop the flow of passion between them. Sweat poured from his forehead, drenching the boy, running down his flanks. He felt they'd never return to earth. Cum continued to shoot as his hips violently rammed into the boy. Brutal anguish spread across the boy’s face. He begged in ecstatic pain to be fucked, his insides shredded by an engorged phallus, ravaged by the convulsion of orgasm—slave and master conjoined. But as time and gravity pulled them back to earth, Mr. McPherson’s fiery passion dimmed—not without a final few clenches, a murmur of muted cries—their fervor paled, ground to an eventual halt. Then, as the rigidity of his cock waned, a warm trickled ran down Mr. McPherson’s leg. Realizing what might happen, he instructed Jesse to hold it in. But with more wetness leaking out, his semi-rigid cock was spat out, and a spasmodic emptying of liquid could no longer be contained. Jesse spewed the content of his bowels all over the floor. On the bedroom’s white porcelain tiles several puddles formed. Luckily, thought Mr. McPherson, a new housekeeper was at hand. A half-conscious Jesse groaned in the sling. First, the man unlocked the boy’s arms, then his legs, helping his down to a sitting position. "Get your bearings, son. Don't get out yet," he advised. Jesse waited at the edge of the sling, his mind coming back to recognizable human form, his eyes focusing. His ass felt incredible and unbelievably satisfied. He realized he was leaking and tried to stop it from further running down his leg. But his ass, stretched so wide, pounded for so long, took issue with closing so soon. It was a fuck he'd never forget; his mind still running over its vague outlines, hardly comprehending it to the point he wasn’t even quite certain where he was. In his reverie, however, he heard Mr. McPherson speaking to him coolly as one would a servant. Finger’s snapped in front of him. "Jesse,” Mr. McPherson snapped again. “Jesse. On your knees. Time to do your job.” Still foggy but with a dawning sense of disbelief, Jesse looked at him to see if he was kidding. Mr. McPherson stood sternly, arms crossed. “You’re kidding, right,” he said. “Seriously? You want me to….” His wheedling trailed off. Mr. McPherson's eyes crinkled, an eyebrow raised. “But daddy?” Jesse tested how much sway he had left. Mr. McPherson pointed at Jesse and then a puddle. “But sir? Master?” Mr. McPherson unmoved, continued to point. Jesse slowly crumbled onto the white porcelain tiles, first to his knees, then hands, lastly lips met the floor. With the smallest of slurps, he started. And with the first sip he realized why Mr. McPherson was that successful shark: that he, Jesse, like so many others, should have studied the contract more closely; that it wasn’t about some pitiful stipend, or room and board offered by this wealthy man, but about property, about the transfer of ownership. A person could be bought in many ways; his price was chump change. Downing the first swallow of piss and cum—one last glance up at Mr. McPherson’s brooding ocean-blue eyes—he got to work in earnest, slurping and licking up the mess that moments before had occupied his body.

Exactly. What this is about is how much of the drug remains active in your system and for how long. With most daily drugs, the dosage is calculated such that roughly 24 hours after taking it, you're about at the point where another dose is needed to keep the levels of the drug effective. But that's an approximation. If you normally take at noon, but one day you forget and don't remember until 3 PM, go ahead and take it then (which will bump up the level in your system again). Where this gets problematic, if at all, is when you forget to take that noon dose completely, and the next morning, you have receptive anal sex with a poz guy who's got a very detectable load. That scenario combines several factors: a missed dose completely, which means the level in your system is dropping significantly lower than normal, plus a risky sex act performed with a very much potentially infectious person. After all, missing the dose but eventually making it up is "no harm, no foul" if you don't get exposed to HIV in the interim. It's not like your body "remembers" that gap and leaves you at risk. So, go ahead and shift your dosing forwards or backwards as needed to fit your new schedule. Just don't skip any days entirely AND have unprotected sex while you're waiting to take the next dose.

I don't need to reply other then to say that you will be old pussy. And there is no way for you to get around it. It's a harsh law of nature so remember that when your shot down by someone who has the same attitude you have now. Be better.

I just got to suck off my married barber again. I fucking love his huge loads.

If you stop jacking off and focus on stimulating your prostate it is going to be easier you don't even need fisting to climax from prostate stimulation but it sure is more intense and fun.

I agree with that we all could be nicer to each other for sure. Some of the best fucks I have had have been with your " average older guys!" It is my belief that I don't care how a man looks or about his age ..if he is cruel, self centered, narcissistic, rude, and think his shit doesn't stink then he is are fucking ugly!

U are more than welcome to delete it (or clarify what u wrote) if you'd like to. I'm just saying because what you said is, at best "insensitive"; at worst, "bigoted".

Never had an orgasm from anything up my pussy which I’m really bummed about... 😞 any tips? I want to be a double wide fist whore faggot.. just wish I could enjoy that feeling more instead of just wanting to gape as much as I can

So I was 20 and vacationing in Provincetown for my first time. I certainly was no angel and had had plenty of sex before. In fact, I was a bottom extraordinaire. I could take big dick, I had been fisted, I was kinky – I loved dom/sub play and piss play and spanking, etc. I thought I could play with the big boys. I was pretty big myself. I mean, I was 6’, lean and muscular, thick 8” cock that I never used, and nice round bubble butt from playing soccer throughout middle school and high school. People said that I looked like Ashton Kutcher right down to my mop of hair. I was hoping for some hot guys to really work me over in Ptown. I had never expected him. It was late one night…I had already been out to whatever dance party had happened that night. After the bars closed at 1:00 A.M. (Massachusetts state law), and I had hung around outside of Spiritus Pizza. I didn’t eat any, of course. I mean, I had gone out already prepped to bottom hoping to be taken home and get my brains fucked out. I still held onto that hope and didn’t want greasy pizza fucking with my stomach. But no one that I was meeting or talking with was doing it for me. I contemplated hitting the Dick Dock –a place in Ptown where you go to have anonymous sex – but I didn’t have the courage. As much as that kind of dirty sex seemed hot, I didn’t want to catch anything. So I hung out with my friends for a little bit longer and then headed back to where I was staying. By now it was about 3:00 A.M. As I walked, I opened Scruff on my phone to take one last look around and that’s when I saw his pic. A tight torso in a leather harness giving the thumbs up with a goofy smirk on his face. A face that was rugged and cute all at the same time. His body was jock built – large pecs cut into his chest and eight lean ripped abs covered with a dusting of brown hair; thick biceps and cut triceps totally defined even just giving a thumbs up. My cock stirred in my shorts as I read his profile: P4N Age 38 Height 6’2” Weight 195 I’m the top, you’re the bottom, that’s the end of the discussion. If you say yes on here and show up, you take it the way I give it to you. It’s big and there will be no whining. If you tell me you say you’re into something, be into it cuz we will be doing it whether you chicken out or not. Be hot, be ready, and be real. Now don’t be a pussy and hit me up. I couldn’t type fast enough… Me: Hey sir, hot profile and pic. What’s going on? No response. I unlocked my pix, still no response. It had been almost 10 minutes, and I was almost home. Ugh, I wanted dick. I had almost given up, when there it was…1 message from P4N. P4N: tight hole? Me: Very tight. P4N: can it take 9? Me: Yessir, no problem. P4N: you have ff, piss, and being submissive in your profile Me: Yessir. P4N: you neg? Me: Yessir, tested right before I came here. P4N: host? Fuck, fuck, fuck!! I couldn’t host. And clearly, neither could he. I was going to lose this hot fuck to not having a place to go. Shit! Me: I can’t, sir. Nothing. No response. I was home, but I wanted to stall. I sat down on the front steps of my rental house and waited. Finally – P4N: i’ll fuck you in the parking lot of my b&b Me: What? P4N: take it or leave it. sending you the location. let me know your eta. And with that, he sent me his location. I had never done anything like this before…but isn’t that what I wanted? A guy to really challenge me and work me over. I had to do it. Me: 10 minutes. P4N: see you then. I started walking, butterflies in my stomach stirring as I approached his inn. I found the place and walked around the building to get to the parking lot. It was a small gravel parking lot and I couldn’t see anyone else there. There was only one street light about 50 feet away from the cars. That’s when he stepped out from behind a pick-up truck wearing nothing but a harness – a different one from his pic. He was stroking his cock already and it was huge. I realized I had never asked for a pic of it, but he hadn’t lied. It was a solid nine and really thick and veiny. He gestured me over to him with his head. I quickly walked over to him and said, “Hi. Glad this worked out.” He took me by the shoulders and pushed me to my knees saying, “Shut up. You’re here to take dick, not make friends.” My knees hit the gravel but I didn’t have time to think about the scrapes because he moved one of his hands to my head and lined his cock up with my mouth with his other hand. Before I knew it his fat cock was jammed into my face, skull fucking me. It all happened so quickly but he wrapped my hair into his fingers and roughly pulled and yanked my mouth on and off his cock. His cock tasted funny. I couldn’t place it and I didn’t mind, but it didn’t taste like what I was used to. My throat struggled to keep up with his assault. I gagged and sputtered, saliva flying everywhere and soaking my shirt. His big balls swung and hit my chin over and over. I looked up and saw him tweaking his own nipple with his head thrown back, eyes closed. He had no concern or regard for me. He was probably thinking about somebody else. He was really just using me. I loved it and was rock hard. “That’s right, bitch. Open that mouth cunt, you stupid whore.” He slammed harder into my face and felt my uvula bruise. It wouldn’t be until the next day when I looked in the mirror and saw it hanging there all black and blue that I would realize that that’s what happened. Finally, he threw me off his cock. I landed on my ass, my hands scraping the gravel. I didn’t realize how much he was pulling my hair until this release and my head hurt. He aggressively approached me and pulled my shirt over my head, discarding it next to the tire of the car we were in front of. “Get up, cunt,” he ordered and I scrambled to my feet. He easily lifted me up and plopped me on the trunk of the car, my loosely tied tennis shoes falling off my feet to the ground. “Is this your car?” I asked, unaware of how ridiculous that question was. The problem was that I was still under the impression that I was a person to him. I wasn’t. I was a bottom. “Fuck no,” was his only response, and with that he yanked my underwear and shorts down to my knees. So there I was on some car in a parking lot on my back with my legs up, my shorts and underwear at my knees. He spit a few times on my hole and rubbed his saliva soaked cock against it. I had never been fucked without lube before. He started pushing in and I tried to relax. I started to moan and wail as he ripped into my pucker. Most guys loved my ass and reveled in licking and playing with my young pink hole to open me up, but he was only interested in getting his dick into it. His hand clamped over my mouth and he continued to impale me with all 9 inches. “That’s right, slut. That’s what it’s for. It’s for cock. It’s for cum.” My eyes widened and I looked up at him … or rather, the part of him I could see around my shorts and underwear. I had never let a guy cum in me before. He saw my look. He chuckled, “First time getting bred, huh?” I nodded furiously under the hand over my mouth. “Tough shit, not your choice. You read my profile.” And with that he stabbed my wrecked guts with a two extremely deep thrusts. I was in shock and extreme pain, but this guy was fucking me in a way I can’t describe. I could feel my ass being pulled out of my body every time he withdrew and I could feel my insides being tossed aside when he rammed it home. He hit spots that I didn’t know I had. I was didn’t know how much I could take but I never wanted it to stop. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of me. I squeaked with agony, but didn’t have time to think about my throbbing asshole because he threw me to my knees again and shoved his slimy cock into my mouth. I sucked and slobbered, tasting his precum and my innards all over this beautiful cock. “Fuck yeah, eat your ass off my dick, bitch. All those ass juices. Taste both of those asses on my dick. Fuck yeah.” Both of those asses? I didn’t have much time to think. He pulled my up by my arms and bent me over the trunk of the car. In one thrust, he buried his nine inches in my bubble butt and clamped a hand over my mouth, muffling my scream. He went back to fucking me and once my screaming had subsided, he moved the hand to my hair and used my shaggy mop as reins, fucking me like a whore. “Goddamn, yeah. You are tight but it’s a big ass once you get inside. You know that? You have a whore’s ass once you get past that pucker. Not like the slut I fucked before you got here, he was tight through and through.” “W-w-what?” I stuttered in between thrusts, my voice shaking. “That’s why I can’t host, he’s still in my bed sleeping. Didn’t want to wake him up. Could you taste is ass on my dick? Feel his ass juices inside your ass? His ass was all over my dick this whole time, cunt.” I couldn’t believe I had allowed this. I was just another hole…and I had no idea who this other guy was…and I had juice from deep inside of him in my mouth and in my ass. “You didn’t tell me that,” I said. He slapped my ass hard. I yelped, knowing he left a red mark. “You didn’t ask, slut. In fact, you didn’t ask much. I asked all the questions and now you’re getting what you wanted. I’m gonna’ knock you up and tag you, you stupid cunt.” I moaned and whimpered as he sawed into my ass cunt harder and harder. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” I started to chant as I felt him balloon inside of me. “Do you know what that means, faggot?” he asked me. “Yes,” I whined. “It means you’re going to cum in me, sir.” “More than that, little boy,” he growled. “I’m going to poz you, you fucking cum catch.” I started to panic and claw the car, but he held me firmly in place, fucking into me like a dog. “But – but – but – you said you were neg!” “No, I didn’t,” he started slapping my ass repeatedly. “I asked YOU if YOU were neg. I never said I was.” He was right. I remembered the conversation now…I had assumed he was asking to make sure I wouldn’t give him anything, but he was asking to make sure that he WOULD give me something. I kept clawing the car but there was nothing I could do. His voice went to almost a whisper, “You’re not tight any more, cum dump. You’re so fucking loose now, so fucking loose. Like a loose cunt. And I’m going to impregnate you with my fucking strain. And you’re going to love it. Say it, say it.” “I’m going to love it,” I cried. “I don’t believe you,” he slapped my ass some more – I was definitely going to be bruised. “Tell me you want that toxic seed.” “Please don’t. Please.” “Doesn’t it feel good?” he asked. Slap! Slap! Slap! “Yes, I love it! It feels amazing! But I don’t want to get sick, please…” “Beg me to keep fucking you!” he barked. I just grunted and took his violent pounding. He pulled my hard and spit on my back, “Start begging or I stop fucking you and go back inside.” I couldn’t let that happen. He was giving me the fucking of my life and my ass was loving it. “Please,” I offered. “Please what, bitch?” he barked. “Please, please keep fucking me.” “Fuck you, I’m gonna’ stop. Grab your shit and go.” He started to slide out of my hole. “No, please. Please sir…I’m begging you. I love your cock in me. Please keep fucking me. I’m a worthless piece of shit faggot that wants your cock in me, please!” He slid back in, knocking through my second sphincter, “That’s better, slut.” I was still scared to death of his cum so I added, “Just please, I don’t want you to cum in me.” Slap! Slap! Slap! I yelled out as he wrecked my hole and smacked my ass. “Who fucking cares what you want, cock sleeve. Get ready for my poz nut, bitch!” And with that he punched me on the ass, making me clench and pulled me back by the hair close so that my ear was by his mouth. He let out a series of guttural grunts and I felt his cock pulse against my sensitive ass walls. I counted six, seven, eight, nine shots as his cum hit the deepest parts of my hole. And this was his second cum shot in just a few hours??? Jesus! As he continued to fuck his load into me, I felt my own dick jerk and shoot all over the trunk of the car. Another first. I had never cum hands free before. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Feel that poisonous cum drench your pussy. It’s giving you my babies, cunt. You got my sick in you now. You’re mine, all mine.” As our breathing started to even out, he said, “Now hold still…” I felt warmth rush into me. “W-what—“ “You said you were into piss. And I need to piss.” He was peeing in my ass, bloating my insides. I moaned and cooed feeling his steaming urine fill me up. “Okay,” he said. “I’m going to pull out. Clench your ass so you don’t lose a drop.” I did as I was told and squeezed my hole as he pulled out, keeping his piss in me. Once he was fully out, he gently pulled up my underwear and shorts so that they were back on me. Then he turned me around and for the first time, kissed me, pinning me against the car. I loved having his mouth on mine but something seemed off. Then I realized what it was. He had me pinned and as he kissed me, he used his hand to press against my abdomen. My eyes shot open, bulging as he continued to cram his tongue into my mouth. I tried to fight him off, but he was too powerful. All the strength from his huge bicep and tricep was focused on my bloated insides. I moaned and whined trying to make him stop but his eyes just locked on mine viciously. He smiled as he continued to kiss me and push on my stomach. I was clenching my ass and trying to keep from letting all of the body fluids in my cunt from pouring out, but he wasn’t having it. He just kept pressing and then suddenly he drew his hand back and stabbed it forward catching me off guard. All of his piss and his cum shot out of my wrecked ass, drenching my underwear and my shorts. He stopped kissing me and stepped back to watch my shorts turn darker from the explosion and see his piss and cum drip down my bare legs. I let out a mortified moan and looked at him with teary eyes. I looked up at him and he was just smiling smugly, laughing at me. “So pathetic…” he laughed under his breath. I thought he was done humiliating me, but he wasn’t. He took aim at my shirt on the ground and started to piss all over it. “That’s my shirt, man!” I squeaked out. “I know what the fuck it is,” he grabbed me by the arm to prevent me from getting it out of his line of fire. “You said you liked piss, I’m giving you piss.” And with that he stopped his stream and then fired his urine into both of my shoes that had landed on the ground when he first lifted me onto the trunk of the car. Finally, he stopped peeing and he said, “Get into your shoes.” I just stood there so he repeated with more force, “Get into your fucking shoes, bitch.” I stepped into my piss-soaked shoes. They were drenched, squishing with his piss every time I changed my weight from one foot to the other. “Now get your shirt, cum dump,” he ordered. I picked up my shirt, completely wet and dripping with his stinking urine. “Wait, before you put it on…wring it out over your head.” “No sir, please…” He scoffed, “You bitches are all the same. You say you’re submissive and that you’re into shit, but you just chicken out in the end. So fucked up.” And he started to walk away. I felt like a failure. “Wait sir,” I said. He turned back and I lifted my shirt above my head and twisted it until cascades of his rank urine fell over me drenching my hair, stinging my eyes, and running in rivulets down my torso. I wanted to cry. This was the most used I had ever felt. “Stick your tongue out, cunt,” he said, dissatisfied. As I continued to ring the shirt out over my head, I stuck my tongue out and tried to catch some of his piss in my mouth. I turned my head up and let it fall directly into my swollen lips and drank him. When the waterfall of urine finally stopped, I looked back at him for approval. He nodded and said, “Put your shirt on, fuck hole.” I did as he said and slid the shirt on which much difficulty. There I stood, covered head to toe in piss and cum, my ass walls covered in poz seed, and without having cum myself. “Now you can go home,” he told me. “Can I clean up first…just a little?” I had always assumed he would let me use his bathroom after all of this. “Fuck no. I don’t want to wake my buddy.” “But what if I run into people. Or my housemates when I get home or—“ “I could give a shit, you stupid cunt. So what if they know what you are. You shouldn’t do it unless you’re willing to own it. Now go walk through the streets covered in my cum and piss and take whatever humiliation comes with it. Pretty good cunt by the way.” And with that, he turned and walked back to the house. I never saw him again. On my walk home – which thankfully, it was almost 5:00 A.M. so I only had to deal with two or three guys passing me and laughing when they thought I was out of ear shot. I tried to find him on Scruff to say that I had a good time and would love to do it again, but I couldn’t find him in my messages or in my views…which only meant one thing. He walked back to his house and immediately blocked me. I had been treated like a whore before but this was extreme. I immediately opened Grindr to see if he was there, and sure enough he was. I messaged him: Hey sir, I had a great time. Would love to do it again. Within a minute, his profile disappeared from my screen. He had blocked me there too. He was done with me. As I would find out a month later, he had pozzed me, and he was done with me. And I haven’t stopped thinking about him since. The end.

If you are asking to what degree the members of this site are adherents to the principles, philosophies, practices or beliefs associated with modern satanism, either atheistic or theistic, I think you will find that those persons are actually relatively few in number; indeed, discussion of it is not encouraged by the site’s management, hence the automated word substitution of ‘Sarah Palin’ for the name in question. While there don’t seem to be all that many here who profess to actually follow the tenets of any of the dogma from this movement, some of the underlying ethos you will encounter here is compatible with the philosophies of LaVeyan satanism and its subsequent developments. It should be noted that the majority of such organized groups are atheistic in nature and neither believe in supernatural beings nor worship demons or devils. Such entities are used, rather, as symbols against which to put forward traits or characteristics considered desirable to the adherents. I won’t attempt to detail the core philosophies of satanist movements here (Wikipedia is your friend) but the generally positive and accepting atmosphere here toward sexual liberty, personal responsibility, and the pursuit of physical gratification align closely with them. That is to say, most of us may not be satanists, but we admittedly share some things in common with them. It should be noted that a person who is drawn by the philosophies of modern satanist doctrine has not thereby automatically become “evil” - rather, he has adopted an amoralist viewpoint, one that places personal interest and personal survival above the communal interest. His attitudes may be asocial or antisocial, and he may not exhibit behaviors that one expects from responsible, participating members of society. To that degree, however much our lusts may resemble one another’s, you will find that most of us are very different.

This one's excellent IMO - both top and bottom are super hot, each in his own way. [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/48256/sucking-and-fucking-bareback-public-toilet/

When wanking always , and normally out of the bottoms ass when I’ve loaded him

I am in such a relationship now.

I should try this. I have always finger bottoms to see if they are sloppy before topping them, but this is genius. When I bottom, I do not like being fingered, mainly because guys can get really rough, or they don’t cut their fingernails, and I just know that I’m internally bleeding somewhere.

On the contrary, life works exactly this way, just not the way you characterize it. I believe the principal reason that men beyond a certain age face expectations in various spheres of life is because years lived = life experience. That life experience isn’t necessarily a record of success and achievement, but regardless of the outcome, it’s a set of valuable lessons learned about what it means to be alive, what it means to be an adult, and what it means to be a man. Young men are often excused for folly and indiscretion because they haven’t acquired this quality yet, whether you call it being ‘seasoned’, or having wisdom, or simply maturity. Regardless, there is indisputably a general sense of the qualities and characteristics that differentiate a man from a woman; a man from a boy; a man from a man who has not yet finished maturing. If a man - regardless of his sexual role - exhibits traits that suggest he lacks the emotional maturity of an experienced adult, he must expect there to be some question about it, and possibly some bias regarding it. You and I are both committed submissives. My experience under Dominants is extensive, and I assume yours is also, though I know nothing of your particular circumstances. We appear to differ in at least one respect, however. You say that faced with some Dominants you feel like a little kid. I submit just the same, to Dominants who know how to put the fear if God into you, and I feel inferior - but at no time do I feel like a child. I am 55 - more than half a century old - and what that Dom is about to do to me is totally in the realm of the world of adults. You ask whether a Dominant wouldn’t be more stimulated by his control over a ‘full grown man’ versus a skinny kid, but that’s a false equivalency - if the ‘full grown man’ presents as a whimpering, simpering dishrag, the Dom is unlikely to see him as a ‘full grown man’ at all, but rather as a man whose growth is incomplete. In that sense, the kid may be more tempting simply for his energy and potential, quite aside from the freshness of the flesh. I am known to whimper from time to time, but it only happens when a Top has well and truly fucked me into submission and I’m reduced to a sack of wet fuckmeat and he’s just getting his second wind. It doesn’t happen often. But I still don’t feel like a kid. I feel like a cunt.

I eat anyones cum. I usually eat mine when guys spit it into my mouth or when they get me to lick it up off the floor or the ground (like when they have me naked in an alley, on my hands and knees getting bred)

I was awakened sometime later by a deep voice and a hand pulling the plug slowly out of my pussy. He told me Jake said I could have a turn and that you would not care. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs and guided his thick long cock into my dripping cunt. Pozzed while Cruising 5 My new faceless and anonymous fucker easily slid his thick cock into my gaped hole. I thought for a quick moment where did he find all these thick dick friends. I knew I would be a regular in this apartment if they let me. He drilled his large cock back and forth in and out of me picking up his pace as he went along. Soon he was pulling nearly out of me and driving it full force back into me. I tried to slow him down, but he smacked my hand away. I am going to add my tainted load with the rest of them, you little slut. I was hard again at his verbal abuse. I slowly jerked my hard cock as he slammed away at me. I begged him to breed me. “Poz me…” I heard myself whimper. It was the first time I knowingly admitted that I wanted their tainted loads. I begged him to cum in me. I hear the door open and light from the hall streamed in. I could see 3 or 4 guys standing there. My original top told me to repeat myself, but louder. “Poz me” I said just above a whisper. “Louder!” he demanded. “Poz me!” I said with more authority. “Louder! Cum Slut or he’ll pull out and we’ll kick you out” he exclaimed. “POZ ME!!!” I said loud enough to be heard around the block. He flooded my torn up and now obvious pozzed cum filled ass. He collapsed on top of me. I felt his beard scratch my neck. HIs thick dick retreated from my cummy hole and I leaked from my gaping hole. He soon got up and tossed me the plug. I knew full well what to do with it. I dragged my worn and well-fucked body from the stranger’s bed, got dressed and followed some voices out into the living room. I must have been a site with my hair all over the place and my clothes all wrinkled, and they were all chatting like I was not even there. Jake, I assumed, was the guy that first fucked me in the bathroom and then brought me back to the apartment along with 3 other guys which two of them fucked me. I was pretty sure of one of them because he was the one with a beard. He was a black guy and fucking HOT. They finally took notice of me and Jake welcomed me to the club. I asked if they were really poz and did they just poz me. He assured me they were and that I was, but it was going to be OK, and that I would soon get all the cock I ever wanted. He asked if I wanted more. I shook my head yes. He then instructed me to strip and get in the middle of the room. I slowly stripped out my jeans and t-shit down to my boxer briefs and Jake motioned for those to go to. They watched a basketball game on TV while they were spread out on the couch and the recliner. I stood there naked while I slowly got hard again. That is when the guy next to Jake pulled out his cock and nodded for me to come over and suck him. I got down on my knees and swallowed his thick cock and by the taste of his meat. I could tell he had been in my ass or someone’s ass recently that just made me suck him even harder. That is when I felt a tug at my balls and Jake shifted on the couch and someone got behind me, pulled the plug from my abused hole and slid his cock back into me. Then Jake spoke up…”if you ever want this treatment ever again, if you want to be a part of this club, you must come by once a week and bring a new boy with you as often as you can to submit to our and your needs. In a couple of days or a bit more, you are going to get sick, come back here as soon as you can and let us know, but it is essential that you bring new meat with you.” He continued, “ you can find them like I did you in several restrooms on campus, those are the popular ones, but almost anyone is ideal ‘breeding’ ground’ for picking up and converting guys. Most just want to get sucked and this is where your thirst for cum will be helpful, but we need more guys like you to fuck and breed. Do you agree with that? Nod if you do? I mumbled with a fat cock in my mouth and nodded the best I could. He ordered everyone to hurry up and send me on my way because I had work to do. He wanted my first victim in two days. My mind buzzed on how and who I was going to ensnare in my trap and truly wondered what I got myself into. I worked myself and was fucked into another orgasm as my cock erupted shooting my load all over the carpet white the cock in my mouth shot volley after volley into my throat where I had not choice but to swallow it. I was soon rewarded with another ass full of cum. I walked home with a plug shoved deep in my cunt and every boy that I saw becoming a potential target for the “brotherhood”. I got hard…again Hope you guys like this one Love the hot chats and emails from some of you NWiJoey@gmail.com

Nice. Love cum and piss stained jocks!

I usually do. Not at the moment though. Been using a new jockstrap to clean up my cum to get it cum stained

I like tops that can vary the pace at which they fuck me. What you've suggested @hntnhole about the initial slow "get to know you" strokes is amazing; I feel much more comfrotable with a guy if he seems more interested in testing my proverbial waters befroe getting to the hot and heavy stuff. One of my favourite things that a top can do, though? Once I get really comfortable with a guy, I like him to get a little rougher, but the hottest thing that can be done to me is this: ...the slow withdraw out to where only the cockhead is still in. Then holding that position for a little bit to build my anticipation and then WHAM...a big push back in. On the first one, not too hard, but getting more intense with each one. For me, it's that sensation of "loving pain" where I'm looking deep into my tops eyes as he is now balls-deep and letting me once again relax around his cock. My general rule when I top is to borrow the techniques I've experience with the awesome tops who have fucked me over the years. If a bottom isn't being too demanding and lets me take the lead, then I never get any complaints by doing this.

As an older bottom (50) I do notice that a lot of tops (younger and older) seem to have an upper age limit for bottoms between 30-40. In my younger days I was more versatile but experience taught me that I preferred to bottom. When I was younger I much preferred older guys (at least the same age as me) - just think they are sexier and they also know what they want, so I suppose it’s all down to personal preference and I still have the same preferences. What has changed is the way we hook up - apps, etc, which weren’t around when I was younger (yes, I’m sounding like a dinosaur!), which is why I’m going back to the old fashioned way of cruising and saunas more now as I’ve been told that I look younger than 50 and might have more of a chance than having guys just looking at statistics on a screen. I am more than just a number.

I'll copy/paste the top's technique and print leaflets. I'll hand them out if a top asks me how I want it. 😉

Im back at that poz daddies apartment right now and he stuffed 2 full condom ln my hole then used the cum as lube and then fucked me and came in my ass 😛 trying to get a second load now

Looking for anon loads from all that are interested… setting some goals for 2022. Looking to make fuck vids and post online (no face is fine… but showing faces is hot). Live in West End Alexandria… but will also be hosting some at Washington Plaza. hit me up if you want to drop your load in me Anon style… pump and dump…

Part 2 He also mentioned some other really dark fantasies he wanted to try. We will have to see I told him. He reminded me a bit of me years ago when I was introduced to the Dark side of sex. Mine started with an older lady that taught me the enjoyment of pain and pleasure. After using dildoes on my ass and sucking me dry she started using a strapon. Shortly after that she enticed me to let some of her friends join in. they were 2 bi guys that really got me fucked up and fucked out. I can still remember the horror of her holding me down while the guys took turns in my ass, one was covered but the other one was bare. He blew a huge load in my ass and then pissed in my ass. Another first for me, after I felt hot inside and wanted more action, the only issues was that my cock was soft and smaller than I ever remembered. A couple weeks later the guys invited me to a party. I thought there would be girls there but there was only 2 girls there, or so I thought. They were smoking weed and other tuff, at that time I had only smoked one time and really didn’t get much out of it. The girls got me smoking and had my cloths off pretty soon. I had a cola to drink and it tasted a little funny. By that time the guys were playing with each other, sucking and fingering. I was really concentrating on the 2 girls thinking I was going to get some ass. At one time one of the girls was sucking my cock and playing with my ass. I was incredibly horny, I figured it was from the action. The girl sucking my cock started fingering my ass, something that I really love. I felt a warm sensation in my ass, it was a mild burn. The girl told me not to worry about it, all I knew is that shortly after I was on fire. She rolled me only my stomach and stared licking my ass and adding more fingers. My head was spinning with excitement. She was talking to the other gurl and asked if she was ready, I thought I was going to get a strapon and was more than ready. The one eating my ass moved to a side and held my cheeks open, the other on crawled up on me. I could feel the dildo dragging on my upper thighs and I was pumping my hips not the mattress. I felt the tip on my hole and then she pushed in. I suddenly realized it was the real thing, she pumped in my ass for a while getting close and slowing down that speeding up to get close again. The other girl took off her skirt. She was hung about 8” with piercings. She pumped it then came close to have me suck on it. I didn’t like it but sucked on it some, about that time the one in my ass started moaning, telling me what a great cunt I had and shoved deep in me, I started to yell when the other one shoved her cock half way down my throat. I felt the one in my ass throbbing and I knew I was getting a load in me. She pulled out and the one on my mouth pulled away and said that this was going to be fun. The one that just shot in my ass pushed something up my but that burnt like hell, She said to really it will help. The other one climbed on me and started pushing up me. I felt my burning ass being split in half. I could tell that the piercings were ripping my ass open. She fucked the hell out of me but I loved every minute of it, when she came in my ass I really felt her shoot. After that they took me out to the main room where I was passed around to every guy as a fresh piece of meat. I learned that I was given booty bumps, never heard of them before, and fucked all night. I never was able to cum, my cock shriveled up to nothing. My ass was sore and hurt for a couple days after, but i was hooked and wanted more That night I had fingers, toys, cocks and all sorts of drugs pushed up my ass. This is some of what I had planned for the Kid if he called back

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

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.

hot, i always want to eat cum out of a sloppy hole tho

Love tasteing ass off a dick after it just unloaded in an ass!

Part 2 Hey sorry it's been awhile with all that's going on in the world I haven't been able to post much but here is a continuation of what happened So after this incident I didn't hear much from my cousin. I left back home and thought that the most that would come of it was a hot memory. I was very wrong. I wasn't able to make the next family reunion but the year after that I got a message from my cousin out of the blue. "Hey cuz didn't see you last year, you better make it this year" was all it said. Heart racing I didn't know how to respond. I was busy with work and didn't have much time off. So I texted him back saying that I was busy and didn't know if I could could it. His response "that wasn't a question it's an order. This cock needs serviced and i haven't been able to find a hole as tight as yours. One of my friends recently got released and he wants to try it out as well" . That sealed it, no matter what I would go this year. Fast forward and it's the week of the family reunion. I was able to take time off and convinced my boss I needed to see family with how crazy the world is. I told my cousin and he basically told me to get a hotel room because before seeing anyone else he had first dibs and was bringing his friend. Once in Ohio I got a hotel and sent the address to my cousin. My heart was racing just thinking about it. I still felt slightly guilty that a relative was going to fuck me but it was also hot as fuck. I made to be fully prepped this time. Cleaned out and pre lubed. The time that he said he would show soon came and past. I didn't know what to think, he wasn't responding to my texts. Thinking he changed his mind I decided to just get ready for bed. I laid down and soon passed out. I was woken up later in the middle of the night to banging on my hotel room door. Not really knowing what was going on I got up and put some shorts on and went to the door. Upon opening the door I'm bombarded with a strong alcohol stench. Standing in the door is my cousin very much drunk but what surprised me was behind him was not just one guy but 3 other guys. All of them were very fit tall white guys with tattoos all over their arms. Without saying a word my cousin walks in and brings the guys in. "This the faggot I was telling you about" he slurs pointing to me. At this point I'm freaking out. I wasn't expecting this many guys and they were all very much drunk. Turning back to me he says "brought some more friends they overheard us at the bar and wanted to join" one of his friends a bald bear with tattoos and a bikers jacket walks right up to me. He has this weird look in his eyes and says straight up. Don't get the wrong idea faggot. None of us are gay but we all know how to use a hole from when we were convicted. At this point he not so gently shoves me to my knees and shoves my face in his crotch. The rest of the guys have spread out in my hotel room making themselves comfortable. I didn't get much of a choice to see the rest because this bear has grabbed my head and is rubbing it on the front of his pants. I feel his dick grow and my heart is racing. A part of of is scared but more so I'm excited. He unbuttons his jeans and ordered me to lick his bulge. A strong smell of musk and man sweat hits my face turning me on more. Without hesitating I start sucking on his bulge growing in his boxers. He makes a low growl and laughs turning to my cousin. "I see he takes orders well" my cousin just laughs and says "wait till you feel his ass" at this point the bear rips his boxers off and slaps me in the face with a nice big mushroom head dick. "Open your mouth" he orders and doing as in told I'm met with him shoving his dick in it. I'm gagging at first at how rough he is and he just laughs. Holding my head he shoves his dick all the way in till his pubes are tickling my nose. His strong man musk is intoxicating and I control my gag reflex to let him all the way in. He groans more and says "good boy" he continues to face fuck me as I start to hear the sounds of clothes being removed from the other guys. Suddenly he pulls out and I gasp for air. The bear pulls away and orders me to get on all four on the bed. At this point I get a good view of the ofher guys. My cousin had still continued to work out and was still looking amazing. He had his 7 1/2 dick in his hand and a cigarette in the other. Another guy was a blond guy with tattoos covering his entire chest. He had an average dick but it looked thick as fuck. Surprisingly the third guy was smaller than the other guys height wise but his body was ripped and covered in a dusting of black hair. The most impressive thing was his huge cock dangling between his legs. He still wasn't hard and was chugging a bear but even soft it must have been close to 6 or 7 inches. He laughed as he saw my eyes widen at it and grabs it "don't worry it gets bigger" At this point I finally get on the bed on all fours. The bear gets behind me and rips my shorts off exposing my ass. He whistles and gives it a hard slap. I gasp in pain and feel my cheeks stinging and they all just laugh. My cousin works his way on the bed and puts his hands behind his head and beckons to me. "Just like the first time right faggot. Come suck my cock" I crawl up to him licking my lips My eyes locked on his gorgeous cock. I begin to lick his cock and suck it. He groans and takes a long drag on his cigarette. As I'm sucking his cock one of his friends I'm not sure who starts playing with my ass. I feel his rough hands feeling my ass up and playing with my hole. "Oh damn look this bitch is already lubed up" a rough voice says. My cousin laughs and blows smoke into my face making me cough. "Seems like someone was ready for us "he says. I continue to suck his dick as his friend spreads my cheeks. I tense up and moan when I feel a rough finger enter me. His finger scratches my hole and it feels rough. At this point the other guys have all surrounded me and are stroking their dicks. My cousin gets up as says "I get first shot at his hole. After all he is family and I get first dibs" he come around and in his place the blond shoves his dick in my mouth. My cousin positions himself behind my hole and spits on it. I then feel his cock head placed on my hole and I out of habit push back on it. He just laughs and suddenly shoves all the way in me making making whimper and tense up. Deep in me he let's out a low growl and says "fuck this faggot is tight. Just how I remember. " at this point I'm whimpering and in pain. Trying to control my breathing and relax. Suddenly a bottle is placed under my nose. The short guy with the big dick has found my poppers and gave them to me. "Sniff" a part of me is surprised he even knows what they are for and more so that he gave them to me but I didn't question it. I take a deep sniff and feel my head start to spin and my heart rate increase. My hole losens up and the pain starts to subside. "Keep sniffing" he says to me keeping the bottle under my nose. All the while my cousin is still deep in me fucking me with long strokes. I continue to sniff going into that popper induced haze and lose myself. I'm loving the feeling of my cousins dick in me and the big cock in my mouth. Suddenly my cousins let's out of snarl and I feel his body tense and I know he is blowing his load in me. He falls on top of me shuddering. Finally he pulls out and stands up grabbing another cigarette and slaps my ass. "Who's next" he says. The blond guy walks up and without saying a word shoves his thick dick in me. He is definitely thicker than my cousin but not as long. It slides in relatively easy with the help of my cousins lube. All the while I'm still sloppering away on who I realize is the bears cock. As the blond pounds away the bear Suddenly grabs my head and shoves his dick deep in my throat and moans. His dick pulsates and his load is forced down my throat. I lightly gag but for the most part I swallow all of it. "Damn I didn't want to bust in his mouth" he says reluctantly as he pulls out of my mouth. Having seen his friend bust in my mouth must have sent the blond over the edge because he suddenly shudders and shoves deep in me blowing his load. Pulling out all three of them pull away and it's the short guys turn. Turning my head I see a massive cock which must have been 9 or 10 inches. Surprisingly he doesn't shove in but teases my hole. The other three guys egg him on but he still just gently caresses my hole with his dick. My cousin as places himself back in front of me and tells me to suxk his cock again. He says he wants to get hard and fuck my loose hole last. At this point the short guy slowly enters me and I moan. He reaches around and places the poppers under my nose again. I take a deep hit as he shoves his huge cock in me. I moan and enjoy every moment of it. I then focus back on my cousins cock which is soft but slowly growing as the short guy starts to pump away. Unlike the other three he is surprisingly gentle and stops everytime I tense up. At this point I'm oozing precum myself. He starts to fuck faster and faster once he knows I can handle it and I'm moaning as my mouth sucks my cousins now hard cock. The short guy fucks away and eventually growls finally blowing his load in me. Pulling out my cousin gets right back behind me and shoves his dick right in. Having been used to the gentle fuck of the short guy I wince at the abrupt fuck of my cousin. He just let's out a growl and says how I'm definitely not tight anymore. At some point the blond and the bear had gotten dressed and high fived my cousin as he is fucking me telling him how they enjoyed his little faggot. They leave but the short guy stayed behind. My cousin is grunting away fucking me and the short guy continues to feed me poppers. Lasting much longer this time my cousin finally cums for the second time letting out a deep growl before pulling out. Slapping my ass one last time he starts to get dressed. "See you at the reunion tomorrow cuz" he says as he walks out. The short guy follows behind him but before leaving he actually asks me if I'm ok. I tell him I'm fine and he smiles at me. He walks out with my cousin but before leaving winks at me. I'm slightly surprised by this but don't think much of it. Once all of them leave I then notice a piece of paper on the side of my bed. A note was left "when I heard about you from your cousin I just knew I had to meet you. Thanks and if you ever want to meet up here is my number Andy"

I had doxy prescribed by a dermatologist to help control / prevent my acne rosacea breakouts I used to get quite frequently. It’s been nice not having a splotchy face like a teenager in the midst of puberty…and when I learned about the proven benefits of doxy as a form of STI prep - well, talk about one hell of an unexpected yet absolutely 100% welcome & unanticipated bonus (especially for horny as fuck slutty raw bottoms like me 😉 hehe)

I would tell my younger self to go ahead and breed that ass. There were so many times when I was younger I agonized over whether or not to use a condom, and if I did top raw, I agonized over whether or not to pull out. So stupid. I would have told myself to just fucking breed. That's where that goes. Put cum in ass.

Beautiful day today, so went to local lake and walked around a bit before sitting on a picnic table and smoked my pipe a while. Soon a fella came walking over, and started some small talk about my pipe. He was maybe mid twenties, 5'-6" and husky, and bearded. Well, I'll skip ahead to the good details and I fucked him behind a cluster of shrubs. He started sucking me but I really needed to ride his ass, so when I asked he didn't say no😃 He was super tight. Not a virgin but he'd only been fucked a few times he said. I didn't last more than 5 minutes, and he got a huge poz load planted deep. He jerked off with my cock still in him after I came. I'm hoping it's his last clean load he ever shoots😉

I endorse pretty much all of the above. I'll add that some of BBRT's problems seem self-inflicted in their coding choices, and it's possible their choice of hosting companies is more limited than, say, Scruff's or Growlr's or whatever, because of the specific nature of the site. I don't know to what extent they're aware of the speed problems their site has, or whether they're doing adequate investigation of where the bottlenecks are. And again, the nature of the site presents a problem: there are thousands of companies that will step in to help a generic commercial site overhaul its data storage & retrieval routines, for instance, to optimize site responsiveness, but how many of them are going to jump at the chance to work for a company that promotes bareback sex right in its name? Lower supply means the contracted price is likely to be considerably higher than it would be, say, for a company selling orthotic shoe inserts. All in all it's still a better option than most other hookup apps for certain populations. A4A, as noted above, is so full of bots and scams that it's basically useless. The best thing I find about BBRT is that the content is available across both the mobile and web platforms. In order to conform to Google and Apple rules, apps like Scruff and Growlr have to restrict certain things in the app from being available to anyone without a paid account (since the apps are downloadable from their app stores, pretty much by anyone). Recon's app differs from its website in that even paying customers can't see X-rated photos on the app; for that, you have to use the website on a mobile device, and it's not completely scaled for the mobile environment. I hope they get their shit together. BBRT does have one of the best searching interfaces out there - it's amazing that in 2020, virtually no gay hook-up sites other than theirs allow you to search for something as basic as smoking vs. non-smoking, for instance - and letting you choose multiple options for a particular characteristic (ie "top, versatile top, or versatile", to screen out versatile bottoms and bottoms) is easy. Too many sites only let you pick one of the above at a time.