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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

I like to show up at the bathhouse preloaded and lubed with as many loads of cum as I can get pumped into me before I arrive. best lube plus the first few guys before use lube to fuck me so by the time I show up anyone can easily slide into my pussy.

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.

I agree mate, I've never had a problem with the site. Found many a great fuck from there.

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

I seldom have problems with BBRT and have hooked up with a lot of guys from the site. I've been a member since day one and will stay a member.

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.

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 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

Now he’s 26 and I want his ass now.

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.

I tell him I'm straight and was just looking to score some weed but whatever you got in your pipe is fucking fantastic. I'm beginning to feel warm and horny when craven's roommate says I should try a few more hits before I take off with my weed so I think hells yeah and next thing I know is I'm hot and crazy horny and can't stop myself from asking him if his bulge is for real.

@Foxslut My bad. 🙂 I thought it was done but then I needed to find out what happened. A cliche maybe but the characters take on a life of their own and I need to see what happens. It was a pleasant and unexpected surprise when Daddy, puppy, boy and cunt reappeared after Daddy’s Cuntboy was finished. To be honest, even I didn’t expect it.

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

This 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/

DurationXLocation+Time-Weather+fullmoon = success New meet factor can be a plus Sniffles is fun and creating groups surprisingly easier than others. I haven’t had a gangbang but been assup facedown taking numerous anon loads.

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 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

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

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. 😉

Thank you for this; It’s so good to see a new story from you. Last Known Address is my favorite story ever! Will we ever see more of the Glastonbury Swim Team?

Last night I got a pleasant surprise when a fuck buddy I had fallen out of touch with for a while got a hold of me wondering if I was available. I had gotten out of the shower a bit before after having been outside freezing while cleaning up some downed branches. Feeling good from the hot shower and facing the prospect of some even hotter sex, of course I said yes. When we were fucking regularly we never really talked much pre-sex, after a long week you just needed to get that pent up energy and aggression out, you know? This time was no different. When I walked through the door he was in a bathrobe and that was my signal to start stripping. I was nude before I was past ten feet in the door. I love being nude! He sat in his living room recliner with his robe open and already hard cock ready for my mouth. I dropped to my knees and pushed his legs apart and settled down with his cock head to my lips, enjoying the precum leaking from the tip. I licked and teased his cock head, looking up at him as I made a show of painting my lips with his precum, then went down on his length, taking his hot black cock down to the balls. He had always loved grabbing my hair and holding me in place when I did this, and that hadn't changed since the last time we were together. I didn't get long to suck him, he wanted to get to the main event. He had me get down on the carpet, laying on my stomach as he mounted me and worked his cock in. It was a bit rough going because there was only saliva on his cock to lube his way in, my saliva and I think he may have used some of his own, but I do enjoy the sensation of a cock slowly getting pushed into me and I am a bit of a pain junkie anyway. Once he bottomed out he started to thrust, and damn I had missed his enthusiasm! He didn't last long, I like to think it was because he was just really happy to see me, but hey, I'll take his cum any way I can get it! After he pulled out he laid on the floor and I cleaned his cock. I took my time, making a show out of it because I knew it turned him on and he was always good for a round two fuck. He got hard again and we headed to the bedroom, where he had me get on the bed on my knees with my ass up and head down. After the livingroom fuck and his first load still in me I was a lot easier to slide into. This fuck lasted a lot longer, and we ended up again with me laying on my stomach with him on top. After he came and we settled into bed we made small talk, catching up on the past several weeks. We slept all night, no 2AM fucks like old times, but in the morning he had his normal morning wood and I rode him for old times sake. He had to work so we both got in the shower and cleaned up with some playing, and after toweling off I got to walk through his place naked to get to my clothes by the front door with him following me in his robe. I love that walk because I know it gets him going watching my ass as I move. He surprised me by having me bend over the couch and pushed his already lubed dick into me. I'm guessing he had planned it and had lubed up in the bathroom. Gotta love the fun surprises in life, I wasn't expecting it! We didn't get to fuck long, and he didn't cum, but I am hoping that just means he'll be thinking about my ass during work and want another round tonight!

The longer you leave the toys in you hole the the more accustomed you’re hole will become to it’s new gap. I walk around all day with my hole plugged and at night a large one to sleep with.

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

Friday night at Flex Atlanta was almost a bust compared to the 15 loads the night before, but ended up with 3 loads. Saturday night went anon ass up face down with blindfold at Red Roof Inn in Druid Hills. Took a total of 8 loads. Not bad considering someone said there were 4 cumdumps at the hotel. #7 took this pic and sent it to me through Grindr.

I don't mind a guy feeling my hole and finding how open it is with his finger tips before sinking his hard cock or full hand in, but I hate getting finger fucked. There's nothing pleasurable about it, especially for a fist and size pig like me. Either fuck me with your erect cock or put your entire hand in. The finger (or even two) is just an uncomfortable tease.

I like to get choked HARD, strangled HARD, and hung from my neck until I eventually pass out. Not just once, multiple times, while men take turns using my unconscious buddy to get themselves off. I want it to feel like I am being gang raped by men who don’t care if I live or die, men who think I am a worthless whore and get off on hurting faggots like me while using us. I love men who wrap a belt around my throat and fuck me doggystyle while pulling the belt tight around my dainty, girly faggot throat. I love men who take a turn breeding me in the bathhouse sling while I lay there blindfolded begging men to trash my sloppy fuckhole to spit in my face, wrap their hands around my throat and strangle me as hard as they can and tell me what a fucking whore I am

That or finger it into my ass

In my early days as teenager i swallowed my own cum almost every time. can be difficult sometimes if you came, what i did most times is to make a roll when laying on bed on your back so that your cock is right above your mouth just before you cum. mouth open and let it spray.. then you just have to swallow. other solution also can be to cum in a condom, safe it for later when you are horny again to swallow. nowdays i don't mind to lick it out of my hand

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

This article from the Journal of the American Medical Association discusses some of the reasons. Community-based organizations step up to confront HIV in southern states.pdf

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

Part 10 - The Frozen Exterior The royal car arrived at the front of the palace and Alex thanked the royal family for their hospitality and in return he received an open invitation to the palace whenever he wanted. The Duchess had come over specially to see Alex off, she had found him a breath of fresh air and even though he was on their level their conversation had flowed effortlessly and full of humour. Liam had the door open and bowed his head as Alex climbed in the back seat then closed the door. He walked around to the other side of the limousine and climbed in the back next to Alex who glanced at him taking his seat and surprised he was sitting in the back with him. "Do we have everything we need for the trip?" Alex asked him. "Yes your highness" Liam replied getting his phone out and texting his parents. "Wonderful things mobile phones your highness" Liam remarked glancing at the prince. Alex sat silently looking out of the window "Have you got both your phones?" Liam asked. "No I..." Alex stopped and looked at him "How did you know?" he asked. Liam carried on texting "Don't underestimate me your highness" he simply replied. Alex bit his lower lip and turned to the window "Is Artem looking after it?" Liam now asked. "Yes" Alex replied pausing for a moment, "Suppose you are going to tell on me now". "Depends how well you behave on this trip" Liam replied smiling and still texting. Alex sat in silence for the rest of the twenty minute trip to the airport and was thankful when the royal car they were travelling in pulled up outside the Barajas VIP building. Attendants swiftly attended the car and opened both passenger doors, Liam was greeted and Alex climbed out with the attendant bowing his head 'Your royal highness welcome' he said guiding Alex in to the building. Liam retained protocol and walked behind the prince and it was evident that Alex was ignoring him whilst they had their passports checked and went through security screening before entering the lounge. Liam stood watching over him whilst they waited in the privacy of the lounge waiting to be taken to the aircraft by the airlines ground staff who appeared sooner than they expected 'Your highness they are ready for you to board' he said politely guiding Alex to the waiting car airside. Again Liam sat in the back with Alex as the car snaked around the buildings and under the airbridges until it arrived at the aircraft. The chief purser was standing at the stop of the stairs outside of the airbridge and curtsied 'Your royal highness Prince Alexander welcome on board, please allow me to take you to your seat' she said leading the way. The doors to the aircraft were closed behind them as they walked through first class to the front row and the two centre suite pods. The divider was already down and Alex reached over to raise the partition but Liam stopped him and smirked shaking his head. "You really know how to irritate me" Alex said sitting back in his seat. Liam leaned forward "I need to keep an eye on you your highness" he reminded him. Alex scoffed "Yeah like I am going to disappear on a plane" he remarked. "I wouldn't put it past you to try" Liam replied settling in to his seat. Alex settled back and accepted a glass of champagne "Go easy your highness" Liam said. Out of spite Alex downed it and hiccupped several time "You never learn" Liam remarked. "You disapprove of everything I do so what" Alex replied, "Anyway I am only the spare". Liam sat forward glaring at him "Don't you ever let me hear you say that again!" he said angrily. Alex was taken back and tried to shrink in his seat, he never expected his protection officer to react so dramatically at those words and he felt shame at putting himself down in that way to someone he didn't really know well. Liam sat back in his seat a little disturbed at what he heard. Alex put the tail camera on his screen and clamped the headphones on listening to music and watching the plane moving away from the gate towards the runway. Not long after they were airborne the purser came round to Liam's seat asking if he wanted to dine, he spoke quietly to the purser who nodded and went off. A few minutes later she returned serving them drinks, Alex settled down watching a movie in the hope he could ignore Liam when the chief purser appeared and started to lay his table for dinner. He looked a little perplexed when they set up two place settings and a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Alex was about to tell her this was a mistake when Liam appeared and shuffled in to his suite and sat on the ottoman seat opposite him and making himself comfortable, all the while his gaze was fixed on Alex like he was goading him to respond. Alex could play this game as well and he stared back at his protection officer keeping a dead pan expression on his face. "I decided we would have dinner together your highness" Liam said smiling and relaxing now. Alex didn't blink whilst staring at him "So you just invited yourself?" he asked. "Yes" Liam remarked smirking at him, "And I can keep an eye on you your highness". Alex looked at him "Royal protocol dictates you may only dine when invited to" he said smugly. Liam stared back at him "As your highness sees fit to remind me of protocol I will leave". He moved to stand "No. You may dine with me" Alex said relenting on the intrusion. In truth Alex was glad of the company "Fine" Liam said gesturing he was annoyed. "Might as well eat a plate of your disapproval" Alex said tongue in cheek. Liam sat there his mouth twitching as he tried not to smile "Get over it" he replied. "Caviar?" Alex questioned watching the chief purser placing it down. Liam smiled "Only chance I get for a bit of luxury your highness" he said maintaining protocol. Alex watched the chief purser pour the champagne "Bon appetite your highness, sir" she said. Alex made a grab for a bellini when Liam tapped his hand "Wait your turn" he said. "Hell you are bossy tonight who put you in charge?" Alex asked watching and amused by his antics. Liam looked at the prince and smiled "I am in charge" he said sipping his champagne. "Is that so!" Alex quickly replied smirking at him, "Protocol" he reminded Liam. Liam looked at the prince and smirked back at him ignoring his remark. Alex couldn't fathom the Liam out sitting opposite him, in fact Liam confused him at best of times and this was no different. Alex took a sip of champagne and watched how Liam prepared the caviar bellini, then the weirdest thing of all happened, he held the bellini up and Alex went to take it put he pulled it back shaking his head 'Open' he said then gently he fed it to Alex and smiled then prepared one for himself. Every small movement that his protection officer made stretched the cotton fabric of his white shirt tight over those muscular arms. Alex sat there quietly admiring how strong and handsome Liam looked in the subtle lighting of the cabin and allowing him to feed him several more caviar bellinis. "Not sure I like that" Alex said screwing his face up. Liam glanced up at him "Why do you keep eating it then?" he asked. Alex shrugged "No idea, thought it might improve things between us" he said barely audible. "Stop mumbling your highness" Liam remarked picking up the champagne bottle. Alex watched him top up both glasses "I can not work you out sometimes" he said. "I don't know what you mean" Liam replied putting the bottle back in the ice bucket. Liam smiled "I do not hate or disapprove of you your highness" he said openly. "Really?" Alex questioned back, "You could have fooled me, hell knows what you really think of me". Liam shook his head "Your highness you make my job hard looking after you" he said. "Good" Alex replied grinning, "You are a bit of knob head at times you know" he said. "So Artem has told me" Liam replied staring at Alex who looked a little embarrassed. Alex sipped his champagne eyes fixed on Liam "Probably hate me even more now" he said softly. Liam chuckled "I don't care, I love my job and you are my job Alex" he replied. Alex looked at him "You just called me Alex!" he remarked wondering if a thaw was happening. Liam sipped his champagne studying the prince "I can return to protocol if you like?" he asked. "No!" Alex quickly replied, "Cut me a little slack Liam" he asked wondering if it was too much. "Absolutely not Alex" Liam replied immediately, "Only when you trust me" he said. Alex looked at the bubbles in his glass rising to the top "That works both ways" he replied. Liam raised his glass to Alex "Trusting each other, no lies, no deceits" he said waiting. Alex stared him in the eye moving his glass closer "Trusting each other" he said. They tapped glasses in a gentle manner and both took a sip, it crossed Alex's mind questioning if this was a trick to lull him in to letting his guard down. He was prepared to since he wanted Liam on his side at least. For the moment though he was still going to keep him at arms length and as long as his protection officer stopped being so uptight he would gradually let him in. "No disappearing. Trust me to look after you your highness" Liam said interrupting his thoughts. "Dam you are serious about your job" Alex replied still trying to assess the frozen exterior. Liam simply stared until Alex caved "Okay" he said thinking that was it. "Alright I promise not to" Alex now said finding Liam's staring embarrassing, "Stop doing that". Liam smirked and took a gulp of champagne "No flirting with me either" he said filling his glass. "Yeah right, like I find you sexy" Alex replied unable to contain the grin on his face. Straight away Liam smiled and their conversation went to a more light and informal manner discussing about their trip to Mauritius and his general wellbeing, dinner lasted a good few hours since they were in no rush. His conversation with Alex had revealed some hidden depths to Alex, things that Liam had been warned about by the king, to hear them coming from the prince himself he now understood why the king was concerned. Liam had been tasked not only to be his protection officer but also become someone the prince could lean on and confide in. Liam had taken an honour code to protect his charge, what Alex didn't know was how much Liam loved this job and just how dedicated he was having reached the position as a personal crown protection officer. Palace life was his life as was Prince Alexander his sole responsibility and that was all he really cared about. He would do everything possible to ensure the prince was never lonely or talked about leaving his position behind to find a normal life. Liam settled down to watch a movie but kept leaning forward checking on his sleeping prince. He was starting to realise that the prince was clearly fighting his own demons and the oppressive feelings he had being part of the royal life that surrounded him 24/7. Sleeping there was a very vulnerable person who was complex in his emotions with no outlet to express them without judgement or comment, Liam wasn't sure if he felt pity or sadness for the prince. It had basically come down to Liam to help steer and keep the prince focused and interested. Alex slept the last couple of hours before arriving in Dubai where they were taken to the airlines extremely plush private Lounge to wait for the connecting flight down to Mauritius. Both of them slept most of the last leg of the flight and woke to have breakfast before arriving. They waited until first and business class passengers had disembarked before disembarking themselves down the stairs and into the private arrival lounge of the Le Touessrok hotel, their immigration and customs checks were done quickly and whisked off by the hotels limousine to the hotel. On arrival at the hotel the manager was there to greet them. "Your royal highness welcome to Le Touessrok" he said warmly bowing his head. Alex smiled and held out his hand "Please I am here as a guest not royalty" he said. "Of course sir, only the heads of department and your butler know" the manager replied assuring him. Alex shook his head "This was suppose to be a low key trip" he said to Liam. "It is a low as you can get your highness" Liam replied smirking with emphasis on low. The irony noticed by Alex "Wow! not even in the hotel before you take a swipe at me" he said. They followed the manager across a decking footpath over the tropical pond than meandered towards the reception then out past the family pool terrace, crossing a little bridge over the water inlet on to Frangipani island. The manager assuring Alex that this area was for adults only and consisted of their Royal Suite and the most secluded part of the resort. He apologised for not being able to give them one of the exclusive villas as they were all occupied, Alex reassured the manager that it was not necessary reminding him he was here as just another guest and expected to be treated as such. Alex walked in to the brightly decorated modern plush two bedroom suite on the first floor overlooking the beach. Liam walked around the suite and nodded to the manager that it was acceptable and private enough. Liam occupied one of the two junior suites on the ground floor underneath Alex's suite. Their luggage was already unpacked and neatly hung in the wardrobes. Alex crashed out on the bed tired from the 12 hour flight and time difference. He woke after a couple of hours still fully dressed and walked out on the balcony looking out at the beach. It certainly wasn't packed and he noticed a group a three lads sitting at the waters edge loudly talking, further on a few other couples were sunbathing on what looked like a romantic break. His eyes moved back to the three men and from his distance he guessed they were around slightly older, one of them did catch his eye when he laid back on the sand stretching out. He had light brown fashionably cut hair, short on the sides and slightly longer on top, a few tattoos down his left arm and across his shoulder. Certainly not gym fit with a six pack but he was nevertheless quite muscular and certainly pleasing to view from this distance, the two men he was with were both very buff and well spoken from what he could hear. Alex day dreamed looking out at the view and imagining he had landed in a paradise full of hot men all vying to be with him until he was interrupted from below and soft voice of Liam. "You going to stay up there all day?" he called out from below. Alex looked down "Yes! Well I might do" he replied taking his shirt off. "Make sure you tell me if you are leaving the suite your highness" Liam called out loudly. Alex stuck his head over balcony "Stop with the highness crap now!" he shouted back at Liam. "Seriously that again?" Liam called up, "Get your royal arse down here now" he demanded. "Only if you stop disapproving and hating me" Alex said hitting a nerve with Liam. Liam's expressions changed "Baby steps first, anyway I have never said I hated you" he replied. Alex contemplated him for a moment "Five minutes" he said. Liam shook his head "You are worse than a woman" he said grinning at him. "That remark is going to cost you!" Alex replied smiling then disappearing inside. Max watched from the water at the attractive muscular guy standing on the beach looking up at the young man on the first floor balcony. Catching only a brief glimpse of the balcony guy it was enough to make out he was attractive and young but other than that he couldn't really tell, then he smiled watching him strip his shirt off, fixated unable to take his eyes off him. He watched as he leaned over having what looked like an animated discussion with the muscle man below, to Max it bordered on flirting, again it was difficult to make it out properly. He suspected they were a couple or friends the way they interacted with each other. At 22 Max Westwood-Lymm was in his own right a handsome English lad from a very affluent family that lived just off Sloane Square in London. He stood five feet eleven inches, light brown hair and blue eyes, his medium build combined perfectly with his muscular physique gained from playing rugby and wrestling growing up. A typical public school boy he was educated at Eaton and was working as a curator of contemporary and modern art for the Whiteguards gallery in Chelsea. His mother disapproved of him getting tattoos but even she came around seeing how good they looked on his body. His best friends Louis one year older and Gareth two years older all lived in the same road and kept a very close and closed friendship, each came from wealthy families without social status or titles. In fact they lived down a normal road that just happened to be full of multi-million pound Georgian houses, they often went on holidays together almost every time ending up here at their favourite hotel in the world. Max and Gareth were gay, in fact Gareth was every inch a stunner with his blond hair and heavy muscular ripped body, he knew he was a sex god that men wanted and he played on it to get guys, being only 24 he had no problem getting younger guys. It was often referred to the G effect that if Gareth made a pass at a guy they would without doubt end up in bed subjected to Gareth's crazy sex drive and he could go for hours without needing a break if the right twink was under him. In fact no guy had ever turned Gareth down when he made his move smothering the target, as he called it, with affection and compliments to the point they would sit and beg for him. Max was quite the opposite and been burnt three times in the past 2 years by guys who only saw him as a bank, his generous nature and kind heart were abused by his current boyfriend until Gareth stepped in kicking them down the street, quite literally once. The result was now a very acutely cautious Max towards any guy who showed interest in him. It was eight months since he had seen a guy on any kind of serious basis, he had become insanely awkward with no real confidence when it came to reading guys. He was such a bad judge of character that Gareth had taken it on himself to check guys out whenever Max needed advice. He was constantly reminded by Gareth and Louis that he was only 22 and not to be too focused on finding the man of his dreams. Louis was the token straight in the group and had several Chelsea socialites biding for his affections and a serial dater with three girls on the go, despite him being a little geeky his articulation was so immaculate when in conversation that girls just adored him. Alex walked down the steps dressed in his swimming shorts, t-shirt, baseball cap and sunglasses. Liam dressed much the same without a t-shirt stood waiting for him. Almost missing a step when he saw Liam's body for the first time his bottom jaw almost hit the bottom step, despite muscles not being a big turn on for Alex he couldn't deny that there stood one fine specimen, so sexually alluring, his body was so incredible to look at and it was having the desired effect in his head and swimming shorts. "You approve then by the look on your face" Liam commented to Alex grinning at him. "So full of yourself" Alex replied pushing past Liam and almost breaking in to a sweat. Alex stopped and turned to face him "You will do" he said grinning and making Liam laugh. "Where is it hidden then?" Alex asked accidentally looking down at Liam's package. "Not down there prince" Liam said laughing, "I don't need it, I can break a guy with my hands". Alex nodded "Really?" he said unimpressed then Liam purposefully flexed the muscles in his arm. Alex turned away "You can stop doing that, it does nothing for me" he said secretly amused. "You are a bad liar" Liam remarked walking besides Alex. Walking across the bridge then along the beach Liam looked at him "You okay?". Alex nodded looking out across the ocean, "Alex I don't hate you" Liam said. Alex spoke quietly "I just get the impression I do nothing right in your eyes" he replied. Liam tutted "Why do you think you have to impress me Alex?" he asked stopping. Alex shrugged coming to a stop "I really have no idea, guess I want you to like me". Liam smiled "I hardly know you Alex" he replied, "You have to trust me though, no secrets". "I know, I did promise you last night on the flight" Alex reminded him. "Yeah, just making sure it wasn't champagne talk" Liam replied glancing at him. Alex turned to him "Are you ashamed of me?" he asked frightened by any response. "No Alex" Liam replied genuinely, "You did put me in an awkward situation the first night". Alex lowered his eyes "I am sorry Liam, I need more experience at being gay" he replied. Liam laughed "Hmm, I think you got that in Madrid". "Very funny" Alex said, "You have no idea how hard it is being me" he said, words etched in sadness. Liam saw his look suddenly change "Do you really feel that lonely?" he asked. Alex turned away nodding and started walking "Except when I have Jackson and Artem around". "Be honest" Liam said stopping again, "You and Jackson what is going on there?" he asked. Alex shrugged "Nothing really, he and I meet up every now and then, keeps me sane" he replied. He noticed the strange look from Liam "I get it my privileged life you think I am spoilt". "Alex that is far from how I see you" Liam replied looking a little shocked from his remark. "No Alex" Liam continued, "There is nothing spoilt or privileged about you". Liam smiled at him "I would say the way you were brought up shows how normal you are". Liam put his arm around Alex shoulder startling him "What are you doing?" Alex asked. "Shut up and enjoy it" Liam said sounding smug, "People will be so envious of you". Alex threw his head back laughing "My god you do like to big yourself up" he said looking at Liam. "We are a team Alex" Liam replied, "The next two weeks you and I get to know each other". Alex smiled even though his body tingled through every nerve "My life in your hands". Liam pulled Alex in a little closer as they walked "I have to trust you" Alex now said. "That's all I need from you Alex" Liam said nodding in approval. Alex looked at him smirking "Talk about overstepping boundaries" he remarked. Liam laughed "Come on, I look dam sexy with you and you know it!" he said casually. Alex chuckled "Can we have dinner together tonight?" he asked glancing at Liam. "I think I am free" Liam replied getting a play punch from Alex. Liam held Alex firmer "I really enjoyed having dinner on the flight with you". "Same here" Alex said smiling, "But feeding me, that was weird". Liam looked at him "That was me expressing loyalty and devotion to you" he said in a serious tone. Alex sighed "You are weird I can not work you out at all" he said softly. "You are not suppose to" Liam replied pulling him closer, "I am an enigma". Alex laughed slowly putting his arm around Liam's waist "Baby steps Liam" he said. "Don't use my words against me!" Liam remarked smiling and glancing at Alex. "Oh and no bringing men back to your suite either" Liam said. "Don't worry I fear my life is going to be empty on that score" Alex said with a ting of sadness. Liam laughed "I think not, you are only 20 Alex plenty of time" he replied. Alex stopped and took his baseball cap off, "Swim?" he suggested. Liam let go of Alex and rushed down to the water "Come on then" he teased. Spending nearly an hour swimming and laughing Alex saw a much more relaxed Liam knowing they were out of harms way for the those few hours, hidden away on a white sandy beach and azure warm waters of the Indian Ocean. Alex spent a long time marvelling at Liam's body cutting through the water, even his legs were sexy in their own right. He was beginning to accept that Liam was going to be part of his life, right now he didn't care what Liam thought of him. All Alex saw was a very sexy man who had put his arm around his shoulder as they walked, outwardly he was all man and he loved women, he also caught him giving the Duchess a few glances back in Spain. Alex was a good swimmer but he was failing miserably at keeping up with Liam so he swam to the shore and put his baseball cap on then sat at the waters edge happily watching Liam. He was finding it amusing that every few minutes Liam would clearly look to see where Alex was, evident that his protection officer was no joke and was set out to keep him safe. Liam swam back to where Alex was sitting "You had enough?" he asked. Alex adjusted his baseball cap "No, carry on swimming I like watching you" he replied. Liam floated off on his back "Don't get any ideas about me!" he said splashing water at Alex. "Do you think you are that good then?" Alex asked playfully splashing Liam back. Liam raised his head and looked seriously at Alex "No" he said sounding completely honest. "Swim" Alex said resting his hand on his knees happily watching Liam. Liam swam back towards Alex "Enough" he said, "You are getting way to much pleasure out of me". Alex laughed loudly and fell on to his back "Second time I have made you laugh" Liam said. He sat beside Alex where they both remained silent watching the small waves breaking around their feet. Liam hinted for them to walk back and they both stood together and slowly walked back along the beach inconspicuous from anyone else, Alex loved the way Liam casually had his arm around his shoulder as they talked and walked the length of the beach back to their suites. It was hard to think who had the frozen exterior, it had melted in the space of several hours. Back in his suite Alex felt so happy and he rushed around getting showered and dressed ready for the evening. Liam knocked on the door at 8pm and Alex opened it dressed ready for dinner, they headed across to the hotels main restaurant where it was all buffet and show cooking. The hotel manager was doing his rounds when he spotted the prince and walked over and took them to a table that gave them some privacy. Liam asked the manager to put a bottle of champagne on ice in the prince's suite with two glasses whilst Alex slowly wondered around taking his time deciding what to eat. This was a new experience for him having to decide what to eat and the serving it himself, he stopped at the four different show cooking stations before deciding to try the Asian noodles, he was about to ask the chef when he noticed the guy he had been looking at on the beach. Max looked up from the buffet and his eyes hit directly on the balcony guy who was looking at him, Max fumbled with the tongs on the buffet pretending he hadn't noticed dropping them on the floor. "Stop trying to pick guys up" Liam said standing behind Alex. Alex looked over his shoulder "I am not, anyway he was looking at me" he remarked. Liam chuckled "You looked at him as well. Is your gay radar going off?" he asked Alex. "You are stupid" Alex replied then looked Liam up and down, "Well maybe!" he said. Liam leaned close to Alex "Fuck off!" he said softly, "You wish!". Alex grinned "Aha no denial then?" he asked. "You know I am not gay princess" Liam said mocking Alex. Alex ordered his noodles "You will pay for that remark as well!" he exclaimed giggling. Alex and Liam talked and laughed all the way through dinner then walked back over to Frangipani island in the warm humid evening air. Max watched them all during dinner trying to work out what the relationship was between the two guys sat almost hidden away in the restaurant. His eyes glued to the balcony guy walked out and disappearing from his view. Alex and Liam went back to Alex's suite and sat on the large balcony drinking a few glasses from the bottle of chilled champagne. The humidity, jetlag and alcohol getting to both of them who were taking it in turns yawning then laughing at each other until Alex fell asleep in the chair.

Part 2 - Where It Began His words came out of nowhere and Alex was too young to understand what his brother was talking about. It was the second day in a row that Alden had been taken off to private lessons leaving Alex with Greta the governess to continue his education. On his return today though he pushed Alex out of the way and called him 'The Spare' then laughed running off to his room. The following day in lesson Alex asked Greta what those words meant, she tried to explain in as gentle way as possible. From that day on he knew his brother was destined to be king and he would just be a prince for the rest of his life. Alex would often pass by the private room where Alden was being coached to accept his role in life. Alex knew his brother and he didn't fail to impress when he lost his temper with the royal courtiers teaching him in constitutional matters. It was only after a couple of months had passed that Alex fully realised how lucky he was to be spared all of this and how easy he had things in comparison. Only on casual royal visits did the princes accompany the King and Queen, for the most part they remained away from public eye in the Balenciaga Palace on the outskirts of the capital city of Victoria in the beautiful and affluent country of Monrovia. The brothers were very similar in looks and mannerisms when observed from a distance, once you go to know them the difference in their characteristics was plain to see. Alden more outgoing and the leader when they played jokes on the household staff, he was also very dependent on other people and at the same time he was a sharp observant individual. Alex was more independent and hated the household staff fussing over him all the time, definitely the brighter of the two brothers, kind hearted and not afraid to help others. The one thing Alex had in abundance was a warmth and natural ability to connect with anyone. Never once did he put a foot wrong with the governess and was eager to learn. It was no surprise to his parents that he came top of the class every year he was in military school. When the royal standard flew over the palace the gathered crowd of tourists knew that the monarch was in residence, many of them standing at the main gates with cameras held aloft just in case they spotted the royal family in the grounds. During the summer months it flew over Greenacres Palace the country residence of the royal family, set in the peaceful countryside of the Greenacres estate. The palace was smaller than the Balenciaga, apart from the summer residency the family would spend several long weekends here entertaining other royal families from across Europe. Alex still didn't get how they were all related through the generations stemming back from the British Victorian era. Being the peaceful nation that Monrovia was its many inhabitants were happy, prosperous and had a very dignified respect to their royal family. The love they had for the Dowager Queen Beatrice, mother of the reigning King, was celebrated each year by parties held in the grounds of the Balenciaga palace over the weekend nearest to her birthday. The highlight was seeing the Dowager Queen with her grandsons Alden and Alex. The people of Monrovia enjoyed a quality of life was in many ways superior to their neighbouring countries, everything from healthcare to education and liberation was celebrated. The current Governor Premier was openly gay, married and won the last election by a landslide victory. To the outside world the country was one of the most desirable places to live, their strict border controls were in place to protect the people of Monrovia and anyone entering the country to live was expected to show they had gainful employment or the means to live without requesting state funding. Throughout his childhood Alex knew they were a different family, popular and everyone bobbing when they entered a room or passed down a line. To the young prince it was all very funny and had no real understanding until he reached his teen years. At the age of sixteen Alex was sent to military school training following in his brothers footsteps, Monrovia did its part as members of NATO taking part of training exercises although it was one thing the prince never got to be part of during his 4 years there. During the later part of his time at military school the prince became increasingly self aware of his difference, that and the interest in male bodies that were nearly always naked around him in the dorm rooms or showers. There was a discreet amount of playfulness going on yet Alex was always too scared to touch anyone since he could not guarantee discretion on the other persons behalf. It was during his last year that the Duke of Eisenberg's son Erik collared the prince and they kissed and masturbated each other in the shower. It may have been just an innocent boyish fondle in exploration but it was enough to ignite a spark in Alex, a spark that the young prince knew was never going to be extinguished. Alex would never know that Eric had told the story of their sordid showering to Alden until a few years later during their biggest blow up. When Alex was due to leave military school the young prince was briefed that he would be appointed a valet and security detail in due course. At 20 years old Prince Alexander of Monrovia was a pretty decent sexy looking lad, standing five feet ten inches tall with brown hair and eyes, his body was quite athletic and generously proportioned. A nice muscle tone that he had worked up during military school allowed him to carry himself to great effect. The prince was definitely seen as bed worthy sex god and his impeccable manners had the girls he met cooing over him for his affection. Whilst Alden at 23 stood an inch taller and a more heavily set frame from his exercising and now in full military training, he was even more stunning than Alex and usually kept his hair neatly trimmed. Alex on the other hand let his hair grow out, it wasn't long by any means but it was just the right length to grab a handful to hold him still when he was getting fucked from behind. It was this that Jackson found more than stimulating when he was in bed with the prince. When you took everything away and just had Alex standing in front of you he was definitely a catch, a wicked personality that hardly ever shone unless he was in the company of someone he could trust. His parents were discreetly aware that Alex showed no interests in girls and when Alden would go on and on about girls Alex would simply roll his eyes and the check out of the conversation. A month before his first full official state visit Alex arrived back at the palace, he had attended several low key visits in the last few years albeit it was only a brief appearance and quite frankly he could do without the one coming up, this one was a full blown state visit and all the regalia that entailed. It was hard going for him, so much standing and talking, pretending to be interested when all he wanted to do was hide away in his private quarters in the south wing of the palace, having only moved in to them two months ago he hadn't had much chance to spend time there. He was getting older and no longer needed a governess, just like his brother for his 20th birthday he was appointed his own suite of rooms or royal apartment as it was called in the palaces private quarters. His brother was in the west wing occupying the rooms next to the Dowager Queen, their parents had the entire east wing which was also where Alex and Alden had grown up. The north wing or central part of the palace contained all the state and ceremonial rooms along with visiting dignitaries accommodation. The private quarters were still magnificent in space and luxury, importantly they afforded privacy away from public glare. The royal families quarters were all on the first floor with a formal dining, lounge and reception rooms on the ground floor opening up in to the gardens in the east wing. The majority of the ground floor was were the offices and household staff quarters were located. Alex walked part way with his mother to his quarters having a quick catch up and reminding him to be in the downstairs reception room at 3pm for his meeting with the head of the household and his new valet. The Queen laughed watching her son rolling his eyes and glancing at her, he knew better than to question the decisions being made knowing it was happening no matter what he said. Alex kissed his mother on each cheek then bowed his head as she left him, there were still some protocols he learned that had to be respected, after all his parents were the King and Queen. Dressed in shorts and a t-shirt Alex arrived at the doors to the reception room at 3pm on the dot, the footman opened the door and announced his arrival 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander', Alex walked in seeing Major Lipscombe standing there next to a sexy looking man dressed in a grey morning suite with white shirt and grey tie. The more Alex looked at the man the more he was warming to the idea of having a valet, he certainly looked well built under the suit and stood just marginally taller than himself. "Your royal highness" Lipscombe said bowing his head, "Welcome back home". Alex nodded then the man spoke "Your royal highness" he said then slowly bowed his head. "Your highness may I introduce Jackson who is appointed as your valet" Lipscombe said. Jackson bowed his head. "Jackson trained as Lord Denholm's valet" Lipscombe informed him. Alex looked at Jackson "How long have you been here in the palace?" he asked. "Almost six months your highness, I have been trained by the Kings valet" Jackson replied with respect. "Your protection officer finishes his palace training in 4 weeks and will be assigned to you then your highness" Lipscombe now told him. Alex let out a small sigh "Is it really necessary?" he asked looking at Lipscombe. "Yes your highness, royal protocol dictates..." Lipscombe started saying. Alex stopped him "Blah blah, yes I know, protocol this, protocol that" he said exasperated. Alex noticed Jackson trying to stop himself smiling, "Something amusing Jackson?" he asked. "No your highness" Jackson replied fighting his urge to smile. Alex smiled at Jackson "Be in my quarters at 6pm then" he said then turned and left the room. Jackson looked at Lipscombe "Is he always like that?" he asked. Lipscombe scowled at Jackson "He, Prince Alexander is a very nice young man, misguided a little but none the less he is a prince". "Of course sir, I didn't mean anything by that" Jackson said apologising. "The Prince needs a lot of training Jackson, he needs to tow the line and stop fighting at every turn" Lipscombe said. Jackson looked at him "I guess by your tone you don't like him" he said confronting Lipscombe. Lipscombe glared at Jackson "Just do your job" he said in an unfriendly tone. "You may go Jackson" Lipscombe said dismissing him, "6pm in the prince's quarters". Jackson didn't have to show any protocol to Lipscombe so he could walk out of the room facing away from him. Personally he thought Major Lipscombe was a nasty piece of work and couldn't work out whose pocket he was in to secure his position as head of the household. Jackson had designs on progressing up the chain and wanted the majors position. At 30 Jackson came from a civil background and fought off hundreds of applications when the palace advertised for a valet position. Residing with Lord Denholm who had employed Jackson from the age of 18 and trained him well, quickly he learnt the ropes of how a noble household was run. With strawberry blond hair and brown eyes he was quite a looker, his body was relatively smooth and well tuned from years of working out in the private gym at the Denholm's mansion. Jackson was gay and this part of his life he never broadcasted around the palace, his sexuality was no secret and for the most part he kept a low profile refusing advances from a couple of the other gay household staff. His involvement with the butler at the Denholm's had been a disaster of a relationship over several years and was partly what drove him to leave. Completely put off of from getting serious with guys he chose random anonymous men for pleasure. Inside work Jackson was devoted to his career and abided by all protocols that members of the royal household must adhere to including a non-disclosure agreement or gagging order as most of the staff preferred to call it. Jackson was one of the elite group that spent time close to their member of the royal family, even Major Lipscombe was not privy to this world as it was behind closed doors. Dead on 6pm Jackson walked in to the small pantry area from the staff passage way and knocked on the door to the lounge of Prince Alexander's quarters, slowly opening the door he walked in. "Your here then!" Alex said coming in to the lounge and checking Jackson out properly for the first time "Good evening your highness" Jackson said bowing his head. Alex smirked trying to keep himself together "Well come on then let's get this over with". Jackson followed Alex in the dressing room "Has your highness decided what to wear?" he asked. Alex turned and looked Jackson up and down "No his highness has not. Undress me" he ordered trying to keep a straight face. Jackson bowed then stepped forward and reached up to unfasten the buttons of the prince's polo shirt. It was the first time Alex caught the male scent of Jackson standing so intimately close, he closed his eyes inhaling quietly but deeply and getting lost in a world of erotic fantasy. "Your highness, may I?" Jackson spoke and Alex opened his eyes forgetting where he was. "What?" Alex replied, "Oh yes of course" he replied lifting his arms up. Alex couldn't help letting out a moan as Jackson wrestled with his shorts "Careful!" he said. Alex could tell Jackson was trying to stop giggling, "Mind the crown jewels" Alex said. "Excuse me one moment your highness" Jackson said backing off and trying to cough the laugh out. "When you have finished you can run me a bath" Alex said putting on a bath robe. Jackson nodded "Of course your highness" he watched Alex dropping his underwear. "Catch" Alex said flicking his under wear up on his foot in the air. Jackson reached out catching them effortlessly, "Well done!" Alex said smirking at him. Jackson could see a very mischievous person under the prince's outer exterior, he smiled and bowed putting the underwear in the dirty laundry basket and went off to run the bath for his prince. Alex went through his clothes looking for something to wear for dinner, fortunately it was just family so it required nothing fancy, he was finding it hard to concentrate knowing he was curious and incredibly turned on by his valet, he understood roughly what valets did but he was about to push this further entering the bathroom. Jackson had taken his jacket off and rolled up his sleeves to stop himself getting wet, Alex stood there naked and waiting casually leaning back against the marbled wall. Jackson turned opening his eyes widely "Your highness" he said gesturing to the bath. Alex walked past and climbed in to the bath "Would you like to wash me?" he asked. Jackson hesitated a moment. "In fact I order you to wash me!" Alex said sitting in the bath. "Yes your highness" Jackson replied, "Will your highness require all of you washed?". Alex smirked "When I trust you then you may wash the crown jewels" he replied giggling. Jackson smiled shaking his head, it didn't take long for Jackson to notice that the prince was sporting an underwater boner and this in turn was causing his cock to stir and had him thinking of all the things he would love to do to the prince. There was never any indication that the prince was bi or gay, it was confusing to Jackson figuring out the signals if there was flirting or just the prince being himself. Nowadays there was no need for secret signals or discreet meets in bushes late at night, being gay was an acceptable part of life across many countries and especially here in Monrovia. The only problem with this was you could never really tell them apart as straight men had become more metrosexual in their attitude and mannerisms. The prince laid back resting his head against the end of the bath staring at Jackson. "You are my first you know" Alex said keeping his eyes focused on Jackson. Jackson glanced at him "I hope you will guide me to things you like your highness" he replied. Alex closed his eyes "Why?" he asked, "Aren't you suppose to anticipate my needs before I know I need them?". "Of course your highness" Jackson replied, "As I get to know you it will fall in to place". Alex smiled and opened one eye "Jackson, drop the highness thing it is so tedious". Jackson stopped washing Alex's leg "I do not think that is wise your highness" he said. "Protocol when other people are around" Alex said looking at him, "When it is us be normal with me". Jackson smiled and nodded "And what do you propose I call you, when it is us?" he asked. "Alex" Alex replied then smiled, "If you dare of course" he added opening one eye again. Jackson saw that twinkle in his eyes "Oh I dare" he said flicking water at Alex. Alex chuckled "I could have you thrown in jail for doing that" he said smirking broadly. "Is that so, then who would catch the royal underwear when you flick them off?" Jackson asked. Alex grinned with his eyes closed "Fuck you!" he said in a soft tone. Jackson tutted and pinched the prince's toe "That is no way for a prince to behave" he said amused. Alex opened his eyes and caught Jackson's "I am serious Jackson, be normal with me". He stared at the prince "I will try but it is who you are" Jackson reminded him. "I know, I just want normal conversation, someone I can feel relaxed around in private" Alex said. Jackson stood and held open a towel "Come on shrimp get out of the bath!" he ordered. Alex poked his tongue out and stood up "How brave of you" he said, "Now dry me". Jackson laughed and threw the towel at him "Do it yourself". Alex threw him a look making Jackson laugh, he was nervous about this whole idea of treating the prince normally and rightly so. It wasn't like the prince had been hidden away from public view, the royal family were very careful to shield the boys as they grew up so not a whole lot was known about Prince Alexander. In the space of an hour Jackson had discovered a very bright, genuinely funny and nice guy hidden inside. Combined with his looks they all equalled dangerous traits that Jackson liked in a man. With the prince dressed and leaving, Jackson tidied up in the dressing room and bathroom then went down the servants passage way to get his dinner. "Jackson" Lipscombe called from his office as he passed by. Jackson stuck his head in the door "Yes" he replied. "Come in" Lipscombe said, "Sit, so tell me how it went?" he asked. Jackson chuckled sitting down "Well I think his highness needs whipping in to shape" he said. Lipscombe smiled "Prince Alexander can be a little tyrant he likes to do things his way". "Yes I got that impression" Jackson replied, "And my god he talks!, wouldn't shut up". Lipscombe raised an eyebrow "Really?" he said smiling, "Well that's a start I guess". Jackson nodded "Major, he did ask that I talk to him normally in private" he explained. Lipscombe sat pensive for a moment "Retain correct protocol when in public and do not overstep the mark" he said. "Of course" Jackson replied in a matter of fact manner. "Good" Lipscombe said, "And I expect you to be my eyes and ears with the prince in return". Jackson raised an eyebrow "Certainly not" he replied causing Lipscombe to glare at him. "Jackson do not cross me" Lipscombe said sounding serious, "You will keep me informed of what goes on". Jackson stood "I will tell you what I think you need to know and nothing more" he replied. Jackson left the office with absolutely no intention of telling Lipscombe anything that went on between the prince and himself, only what he thought would be useful for him to know. He knew enough about the trust that had to exist between valet and master and his liking of the prince so far would go very far in keeping his lips tightly shut. A few days passed by where nothing untoward happened, Alex was enjoying the time he spent with Jackson and they would gossip about the other staff and Prince Alden and his girlfriend Princess Elethera whom Alex didn't care much for. Jackson confirmed that many of the staff agreed with Alex's conclusion that Elethera was after a crown, and the crown of Monrovia was very desirable. By the fourth evening Alex was returning to his quarters a little tipsy from drinking wine at the dinner where his parents were hosting Princess Elethera and her family for a few days. Besides Elethra and her parents the Sovereign Prince Andreas was also staying at the palace. At 30 years old and next in line to the Hellenic throne, he made Alden look like a mouse compared to his attitude, demands and complete arrogance. Alex disliked him from the word go, despite his very Greek looks which were stunning to say the least. His dislike went so far it upset his father the King when he outright refused to chaperone him then eventually they negotiated an agreement to keep him entertained during the day and at dinner. "You don't look very happy Alex" Jackson said walking in to the dressing room. Alex turned to him "That prince is a dick, I really don't like him" he replied. Jackson shook his head. "Dinner was awful and he looks down at me" Alex complained bitterly. Jackson undid the buttons on Alex's shirt "Stop complaining he will be gone soon" Jackson said. Alex could feel Jackson's breath on his cheek "Do not tell me what to do" he replied smirking. "Why?" Jackson asked looking at him inches from his face, "I thought you wanted to be treated like a commoner". His words were left hanging in the air before Alex replied "I do" he replied softly. Alex felt his shirt falling away from his body and stood staring in to the mirror, a strange but unhappy look was etched across his face. Jackson stopped and watched the sad expression on his prince. Jackson slipped momentarily and stepped forward putting a hand on Alex shoulder rubbing it very gently. The prince stared in mirror at Jackson's reflection like he was about to break down, it was like Jackson knew and he gently put his arms around the prince comforting him. In turn Alex leaned back accepting the welcome embrace, he then turned around to face Jackson. Unsure what was driving this Alex leaned forward and his lips touched lightly against Jackson's before he realised what he was doing and pulled back apologising profusely. Jackson stood there smiling with his head cocked to one side, his prince didn't need to say anything and Jackson dropped his professional manner feeling this was the right thing to do. Slowly he put his arms around Alex and gently hugged him again. Alex raised his arms and encircled them around the valet, his hold was much tighter and he rested his head on the shoulder of Jackson. His suspicions confirmed by Alex reacting this way yet he could also tell the prince was scared to invoke anything further. Alex took the scent of Jackson in and he felt an incredible sense of comfort, he knew this was wrong and breaking almost every rule in the royal protocol book by overstepping the mark but he couldn't deny his attraction to Jackson was increasing second by second. Almost in unison they moved their heads until their lips touched again momentarily. Jackson let out a desperate sigh "This is wrong I am sorry" he said trying to move away. Alex held on to him "Please, I need this" he said almost tearing up. Jackson hugged him tightly again "I would do anything for you Alex please know that" he said. They stood alone in the dressing room, his valet holding him and giving the young prince some much needed companionship. Jackson's head was in turmoil yet he couldn't and didn't want to let go of the prince. Alex was unfolding before Jackson's eyes, the young prince had shown his sexuality for the first time inside the palace. His hold was tight in a comforting way and he whispered to Alex 'You can trust me Alex, nothing goes outside of these rooms'. Alex lifted his head and looked at Jackson nodding, he wanted nothing more than to be taken to bed by him and was mustering up the courage to go through with it, slightly disappointed he was lead in to the bedroom where Jackson put him to bed and wished the prince a good night. The silence and stillness of his surroundings only compounded to the loneliness he was feeling.

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.

I was at home one day about 10 years ago, dressed up and feeling the most horny I had in years. I was fantasizing about being raped, always makes me so slutty. That day I decided to go up my local park public toilet, I put my male clothes over my female and went for a walk. I got upto the toilet and got changed in the cubicle. I was wearing burgundy high neck satin blouse, black satin mini skirt, black fully fashioned seamed stockings and black suspenders, black satin bra with black satin panties with 5 1/2 inch black heels. I put on my dark brown wig with deep red lippy. It was the first time I was seen dressed up by anyone. I sat on toilet until I heard someone come in, I was really nervous. I'd had dildos but never had real cock. I let the toilet door slide open and saw a guy wanking at urinal. He saw me and I blushed. He walked over to me, his cock was level with my mouth, I wrapped my red lips around his hard cock, it wasn't big, about 6 inches but it felt so good in my mouth. I sucked him for about 15 minutes getting him as hard as I could. He then got me up and turned around, bent over with my hands on the back wall of cubicle. He lifted up my skirt and pulled down my satin panties, I felt his hard cock nuzzling my boypussy. He then pushed inside me, I moaned like a whore as he started slowly fucking me, I pushed my ass out to match his thrusts, he started calling me names which sent me over the edge. He fucked me harder, ramming his cock inside me, making me scream and beg to be fucked. All of a sudden I felt his cock swell inside me, he he said he was going to cum inside me. It was only then that I realized he was fucking me bareback, I tried to get out but he pushed me hard up against the wall and fucked me faster, until he moaned loudly and exploded deep inside me. I came hard as he did, I couldn't stop. He just zipped up and left me there panting. I got tested afterwards and thankfully didn't come back poz but crumbs it felt sooo good.