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Part 29 - The World Of Fashion The journey in the royal car was quick to the restaurant and Liam opened the door to the restaurant stepping in before the prince, the restaurant owner immediately knew who Liam was and dashed over to the door 'Your royal highness' he said bowing his head and leading them over to a private booth. Josh found it completely amusing how all the patrons of the restaurant stood and bowed as Alex walked past. Growing up in the country his family of course knew of the royal family but nothing could prepare him for how real life royalty worked since they had never come across them. Seeing this different angle on life from the prince's perspective certainly had his eyes opened. Then all the fussing made over them both whilst Liam sat at another table with the driver guarding his prince who had to seat facing in the direction of his protection officer. "This is certainly out of this world your majesty" Josh said opening the menu. "Oh!" Alex said looking up from his menu. Josh looked at him "Sorry did I do something wrong?" he asked nervously. Alex nodded "Yes but don't worry, I am a highness not a majesty" he corrected him. "So what's the difference then?" Josh asked, really having no idea. Alex smiled "Majesty is for monarchs" he said, "I am a prince so known as his royal highness". "Right" Josh said nodding, "Do you ever get bored of it, all these people bowing?" he asked. Alex laughed growing fond of Josh "Since we have only just met you get the proper response". Josh chuckled "So come one then what is the proper one?" he asked. Alex sighed "Sometimes it is tedious. I am conditioned to it, born in to it" he replied. Josh nodded opening his menu "What a load of tosh" he said quietly glancing up at Alex and smiling. Alex looked at his menu "That answer is all you need to know for now!" he replied grinning away. "Dam fancy food in here" Josh said looking up again, "What do I choose?" he asked. "Anything you want. Or you can ask for anything off menu as well" Alex informed him. "Really just want some fried chicken and chips, I like plain food" Josh replied. Alex called the owner over and ordered for Josh and a small salad for himself. The whole two hours were completely surreal for him, sitting at a quiet table directly opposite a member of the royal family who chatted quite candidly about all manner of things except his royal life. Josh had enjoyed telling the prince all about his work and his personal collection of designs that had grown but yet to be brought to the shops as he had no time. Alex asked more about his shop in Victoria and his ambitions. In truth Josh had grown on Alex, he liked Josh more and more as they found they had some very uncanny similarities in their humour and laughing quite a lot over dinner. He knew his heart was no in it yet he had no idea how Josh was feeling, all he did see was a person clearly uncomfortable with all the fuss being made over them. There was nothing wrong about the evening, no indication of anything between them but you can never hide from people who like a little attention themselves, a few tables away one person discreetly took a photo of the prince and young man he was dining with. The photo captured them both laughing looking at each other at ease. Liam tapped his watch and Alex nodded, within five minutes they left the restaurant and back in the safety of the royal car, Alex insisting on dropping Josh off at his home. The royal car made it's way to the suburbs and pulled up outside a decent sized house where Josh lived. "Do you, or perhaps you would like to do this again?" Josh asked having enjoyed his evening. Alex looked pensively at him "Not a date though just hang out" Josh added quickly. Alex smiled "Yes Josh, I would love to go out with you again if you are agreeable to that". Josh nodded "So do I wait for you to call me or what?" he now asked. Alex chuckled "How about Friday evening?" he asked. "Excellent, but I insist on paying this time" Josh replied adamantly. "Okay, I was thinking maybe the Christmas market on the boardwalk by the lake?" Alex suggested. Josh smiled "Yes what a good idea!" he enthused as Liam opened the door. "Casual wear though" Alex called to him, "I will pick you at 6pm" he said. "I will look forward to it" Josh replied, "Thank you your highness" he said bowing his head. Liam could see Alex was in a quite a happy mood as the car headed back to the palace, maybe his prince had found someone he liked and could nurture a relationship with finally putting Max out of his mind. Liam certainly approved of him having seen how he had made Alex laugh the entire time they were together. Alex though was keeping his cards close to his chest, he didn't feel anything there and really liked Josh immensely on a friend level. His only hope was that Josh was feeling the same way, he really needed a friend like him outside of his world. It certainly made the following days easier with the constant text messaging going on between them. Friday morning Alex turned over as Artem placed a cup of coffee by his bed and quietly walked out having first laid some clothes out for the prince. Alden burst past Artem waving the paper in his hand and looking mischievous as he shouted to his brother to get up. "What do you want?" Alex mumbled and rolling on to his back looking up at Alden. Alden laughed "You made the papers this morning" he replied throwing it on to Alex's chest. "Who is he?" Alden asked jumping on the bed and sitting next to his brother. Alex raised himself up "Who is who, what do you mean?" Alex asked slightly confused. He picked up the paper looking at the front page and the picture of him with Josh at dinner the other night, he eyes wandered to the headline 'Has our Royal Prince Alexander found his beau?'. Alex sighed and dropped the paper wandering how Josh was going to take to being splashed over the front page. Alden clearly enjoying this picked it up and read to Alex 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander was spotted dining the other night with one of Monrovia's upcoming young fashion designer and retail owner Josh Franks of Frankly Fashion. The two were seen at the exclusive Juno restaurant clearly enjoying each others company. Has our Prince Alexander found his knight in shining armour and months of speculation ended?'. Alden laid back and giggled uncontrollably. Alex stared in horror and shock, this is precisely what he didn't want to happen. One photo was taken out of all context and now the world would know. Alex looked at the picture again "Oh god Alden!" he said glancing at his brother. Alden smiled "Mother is not impressed" he said, "You know she doesn't like surprises at breakfast". "Fuck!" Alex said as Artem walked back in the bedroom, "You come to judge me as well?" he asked. Artem bowed his head "Your highness I would never judge you" he said then smiled, "Tramp!" he muttered giggling. "Fuck you Artem!" Alex said laughing. Artem bowed his head "I have put some relevant clothes out for you!" he said still giggling like a child. Francis then popped by looking for Alden "Alright tart!" he said then bowed to them both. "Francis that is no way to speak to my brother" Alden said grinning away. Alex folded his arms looking at Francis "You took your time to come and see me!" he complained. "Crown Prince Alden is keeping me really busy" Francis replied rolling his eyes. Alex looked between them "You only have to throw a sack on him" he said to Francis. Francis chuckled "You think! The princess here is so picky about clothes, worse than you!". Alden laughed "I thought Jackson was keeping you busy" he retorted with a big smirk. "Now now girls, play nicely!" Artem remarked then saw the look he was getting and bolted out. Artem laughed running out through the dressing room then stopped "Your majesty" he was heard saying. "Oh crap!" Alex said as his mother walked in to his bedroom. "So this is where all the fun is then!" she said as Francis bowed and left the room. "Morning mother" Alex said trying to keep things light hearted. "Morning mother!" she mocked raising her voice, "Is that it?" she asked pointing to the paper. Alex grinned "I know right! Can you believe what they have written?" he asked. "Details Alex, now!" she said sitting on the bed tapping at the paper. Artem arrived back in the bedroom bringing coffee for them all as Alex was slowly explaining and keeping it light hearted making funny jokes about the governor premier trying to get him married off. Across the city Josh arrived at the boutique to find it flagged by the press clambering to take photos of him as he pushed his way through trying to get in to the store. The noise and questions being fired at him were all confused until he hear one clearly 'Can you confirm you are dating Prince Alexander?' the lady from Bonjour magazine shouted to him. Josh stopped and took a moment then quickly darted inside the store locking the door. His phone was ringing in his pocket and he pulled it out to see Alex was calling, he couldn't deal with this right now and and sent a text telling him he would call when things quietened down at his store. The press stood outside waiting and taking photos at every opportunity when he walked around the boutique, Josh hid in his workshop and sat down. His customers would not be able to get in to the store which was bad for business, on the other hand business might boom due to his link with the prince. It was certainly not how he wanted to be known, he wanted to make his own mark on the industry and now he was wondering if this whole thing was a mistake. Alex spoke to Scott head of palace security who called in a favour with the local police to go to the store and break up the gathering press. With his mother's agreement Alex said he would issue a statement in person later that afternoon by the gates of the palace, his hope would be that it would snow hard and interest would have waned by then. Everything was set for a 4pm press conference and Alex spent a few hours going through what he was going to say. He was just about done when his phone rang. "Josh, thank god you called back" Alex said answering the phone. "Sorry it was just mad and I had no idea what was going on" Josh explained to Alex. "Have you seen it then?" Alex asked and Josh confirmed he knew now what was going on. "Have the press gone now?" Alex asked, "I am making a statement at 4pm". "What about?" Josh asked raising his pitch slightly. "That we were having dinner and that is all" Alex explained. Josh was silent for a moment "Will they will stop pestering me then?". "You might be a few hanging around but they will get bored" Alex said hopefully. As promised Alex made a statement in person to the gathered press and he spoke clearly and confidently to the microphones recording his every word, expressing that there was no romantic involvement and they were enjoying dinner as friends. With that Alex left and walked back along the driveway to the palace. He couldn't help wondering if Josh had held back earlier because he was beginning to have feelings for him. He was hoping that the little episode today would not interfere with their plan to go out tomorrow, he owed it to himself to see if he was right about there being no romantic tendency there though. Friday had been a long day and he sat there looking at the news article of Prince Alexander and the statement denying any romantic liaison with Josh Franks. The bar was busy as usual for this time of week with people letting their hair down now the working week was over for many of them, Gareth came over handing him a bottle of beer. "How is the world of gardening going?" Max asked as Gareth sat opposite. Gareth nodded "Good, I am thinking of branching out on my own, working in the royal parks is good though". "You should" Max agreed, "You are a good at what you do and you can design gardens!" he reminded him. "So are you still doing internet searches on him?" Gareth asked changing the subject. "Yeah" Max replied sheepishly, "Interest that is all" he added as Gareth stared at him, "What?". "Seriously Max you are not fooling me!" Gareth said sipping his beer. Max looked up at him "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked wondering what he was getting at. "You are bordering on obsession with him because you love him so much" Gareth added. Max shrugged "I am only looking at what he is up to" he replied, "Curiosity that is all". "Do I need to spell it out to you?" Gareth asked in a moaning tone. Max stared at the picture "Turning your back on him because of who he is" Gareth added. "It is not that" Max replied looking up, "Well partly, I would be a shadow walking behind him". "Did he say you would have to?" Gareth asked jumping on his response quickly. Max shook his head gently "Anyway he seems to have found someone, denying it as royalty do". "Listen Max. Either snap out of it or go and get him" Gareth said a little angry with him. Max turned his phone off "Now who is being stupid!" he exclaimed. Gareth drank some more beer "You will only have yourself to blame in the end" he replied. This conversation was not helping Max at all, it was very rare that Gareth approved of anyone he was interested in. It was clear that his best friend liked Alex since he was pushing for him to sort it out. Max swiftly changed the subject considering he had been through roughly the same conversation with his parents that morning. His mother in fact had told him off and used the word dick head, something he never thought he would coming from her mouth. She was more upset finding out that this Alex guy he was in love with had left London by the time he got the hotel. Max desperately wanted to tell them who he actually was, he knew doing that would probably make it even worse. Thankfully only Gareth, Louis and Asa knew who the person actually was and like true friends they had kept their mouths firmly closed, even his boss kept quiet. All he could think about during work was the prince out with this new man in his life, then it didn't help to find out that Asa was going to Monrovia to paint Alex's portrait in January. And when Asa found out that Max had turned the prince down he went ballistic on Max as well. So much for keeping things quiet and secretive he thought to himself banging the lip of the bottle against his teeth softly and contemplating every thing that had happened since that night in the hotel. He was at a complete loss, only his mothers words of wisdom kept ringing in his ears. It didn't stop Max running the numerous videos of Alex in his royal role, meeting people, looking all official in his fancy dress. He was totally infatuated with the prince and desperately wanted to be with him, he was a prince and that type of life was not in Max's destination, or so he thought. His parents only saw Max pining for the person who he was in love with, little did they know how impactful the one Max loved could have on all their lives. Alex decided to go for a swim before meeting up with Josh later, he walked in to the passageway and down the stairs to the basement gym and pool. He could hear someone already in the pool swimming away, excitement growing in him expecting to see Francis who was still an avid swimmer and runner when Jackson left him alone. Bounding in he jumped in the pool with a big splash then went bright red as he came face to face with Tom. "Your royal highness" Tom said bowing his head, "I didn't see you arrive" he apologised. "How are you Tom, are you loving palace life?" Alex asked. Tom smirked "Better than what I thought it would be your highness" he replied. "Oh!" Alex remarked in surprise, "In what way?" he asked as curiosity got the better of him. Tom chuckled "The inappropriate behaviour of the stable master" he replied smirking at Alex. "Ah! You have met Marty I take it?" Alex asked and pretending he didn't know. Tom laughed "Yeah he didn't take long to track me down" he replied wading closer to Alex. Alex stared at him slightly nervous and wondering what Marty meant by Tom being handful to cope with. For such a young man he was certainly sturdily built and very confident with his sexuality, a complete opposite to Alex in many ways. Seeing his body again close up was enough to stir up his sexual feelings the more he stared at Tom. Despite his decision not to go down that route for fear of getting a reputation amongst palace staff he was fighting a losing battle. It didn't help that Tom was so close now and he could almost feel the warmth from his body, eyes fixated on Tom, his face moved closer and closer. Finally his lips made direct contact then opened pushing his tongue in to Alex's mouth for a brief moment, then he repeated the action with Alex so lost he never realised he was reacting to his kissing. Each one lingered longer and longer getting more of Tom's tongue in his mouth, tasting him and arousing his body even more until they finally locked lips and engaged in deep long kiss. Tom reached round holding Alex firmly in his arms assaulting the prince's mouth with his tongue. It took Alex a few minutes to react and push Tom off. "Sorry I should not have let you do that" Alex apologised feeling embarrassed. Tom smiled "That has made my day!" he remarked and swam off leaving Alex standing there. Alex swam a few lengths then stopped by Tom "You are very assured of yourself" he said. Tom glanced at him "Always been brought up never to hide away from anything" he replied. "I see you still got the bruises from the riding crop" Alex remarked and giggled a little. "You should see Marty" Tom replied, "I caught him off guard and did him as well". Alex looked at him in shock "You got to fuck Marty?" he asked in a quiet tone. "Yup" Tom replied, "Give and take. Well I told him that when I was fucking and whipping him". Alex laughed "God wish I had the balls to do that back to him" he said smiling. Tom laughed "Apparently you turn to jelly when Marty talks to you" he informed Alex. "Is that so?" Alex questioned then went silent, "Yes I do, it is his voice that does it". "You are still on my hit list if you want me to fuck you around the bedroom" Marty offered. Alex grinned stupidly "Is that your best pick up line?" he asked, "Let me think about it Tom". Alex finished his swim and Tom stood there holding the towel to dry the prince, Alex smirked shaking his head but let Tom do it anyway hoping he would get another kiss. He wasn't disappointed when Tom kissed him then slipped his hand over Alex's arse and stuck a finger in his hole making Alex laugh. He was so tempted to jump in to bed with Tom and he was guessing that this would possibly be an even more intense sexual meet than what Marty provided. He just needed to get his head in the right place first. They kissed one final time and went their separate ways. Liam drove Artem and Alex to pick Josh up from his house then on to the boardwalk on the shores of the lake. The ground covered in snow and snowflakes fluttered in the still air as they entered the Christmas market. Liam as always a few steps behind with Artem was never out of sight and kept a close watch on Alex as the four of them explored together, eating and drinking copious amounts of hot chocolate. Artem and Josh were certainly peas in a pod giggling away to each other, so much so that it was hard to distinguish if Artem was straight. Alex was happy that they could do this all together. As expected some press were there doing articles on the market when they snapped more pictures of Alex and Josh together laughing and sharing a hot dog. They finally found a table at one stall that had a heater and the four of them sat down to warm up. "Thank you for coming Josh I wasn't sure if you would after what happened" Alex said quietly. Josh smiled "I like your company and you are fun to be with" he replied. Liam returned with hot chocolate "I got you a skinny version" he said handing it to Alex, "No marshmallows". Alex looked at it "Get me some marshmallows?" he said pushing it back towards Liam. Liam sat down "Don't be a spoilt brat, can't have you getting fat for Sunday" he replied smirking. "Sunday... What are you doing Sunday?" Josh asked out of interest. "Theatre" Alex replied rolling his eyes, "I don't mind it actually" he added. "You should put him in one of your suits" Artem suggested joining in the conversation. Josh sniggered "Hmm... might be too fat with all those marshmallows he has eaten already" he replied. Alex looked at the grin on his face "Fucking cheek all of you!" he said bursting out in laughter. Josh picked a marshmallow from his mug and placed it in Alex's mug "Come to the shop tomorrow". Alex smiled "Thank you! he said looking smugly at Liam, "And yes I will". Their evening went on until way past midnight with Josh being dropped off and reminding Alex to come by the store at 11am. Liam and Artem had enjoyed a great evening out especially so because Alex had cheered up no end and they knew it was Josh being around him with his quick wit keeping the prince on his toes. By morning the pictures of Alex out on the town at the Christmas market were all over the papers and on-line again fuelling the speculation around the prince and Josh. Max resisted as long as could before doing another search on Prince Alexander and instantly the pictures and articles dazzled on his screen 'His Royal Highness enjoyed an evening at Victoria's Christmas market with fashion entrepreneur Josh Franks. Prince Alexander along with the royal family will be attending the Monrovia Ballet Royal's new production on Sunday evening at what is expected to be a star studied night'. There was that guy Josh in the picture again along with Liam and Artem who Max was fortunate to know as well, but strangely it only focused on Alex and Josh. It did nothing to cheer his mood up that damp and cold Saturday morning sat in the kitchen at home. "Nice looking young man that prince" Stephanie said catching Max by surprise. Max looked as his mother sat down "I never did show you the picture of the guy from Mauritius" he said. "Wait you have a picture of him?" she asked, "The one from Mauritius that... Let me see?". Max nodded "You won't freak out if I show you?" he asked. His mother laughed "Why. Should I freak out?" she asked taking his phone. It was only one picture that Alex would allow, a selfie Max took on the beach of them both laying on the sand laughing. They both had a twinkle in their eyes that looked like they had been in love for years. She only saw a handsome young man in the picture until Max found the latest picture of Alex on his laptop and turned the screen to show her. "Do you understand why it has been so hard?" Max asked looking at her who went deathly quiet. "No way!" she suddenly said looking up at Max, "Right! A lot of things are clearer now". "Please don't say anything to anyone about who he is" Max pleaded looking at her. Stephanie nodded "Is he really in love with you?" she now asked handing him his phone. Max nodded "Yes. The problem is we both fell in love and he is a prince" he said. She poured a coffee and thinking for a moment "Do something about it Max" she said kindly. Max turned off his phone "Fate brought him to London and you meeting again" his mother added. "Do you think so?" Max asked looking over at her. "Your life adapts for the person you love. You can not change that no matter who it is" she said. "Not that speech again!" Max said putting his head in his hands, "I need to clear my head". Max put his cup in the dishwasher and kissed his mother, wrapped up warmly he walked out heading towards Hyde Park to spend a few hours trying to make sense of his decisions in life. Stephanie sat there unable to believe what had just happened when Lawrence walked wearing only his boxers. She told him to sit down pouring him a coffee and told him what Max had just told her. It took even longer to hit home for Max's father after Stephanie explained the second time that their son had fallen in love with a prince. The royal car pulled up promptly at 11am at Frankly Fashion's boutique, a few loitering photographers snapped the event of the prince along with his protection officer and personal assistant arriving. Josh came rushing out of the design workshop and ushered Alex in to a locked room that housed the designs he had been privately working on. They spent some time looking at the suits that Josh was so proud of even though he hadn't revealed any of them to the world yet. "Wow look at all of these suits" Alex exclaimed taken back, "You designed them all?" he asked. "Yes" Josh replied standing next to him, "I haven't released any of these yet". Alex looked at him "Why not, they are amazing?" he replied. Josh shrugged "This one!" Alex said looking at a suit that instantly took his eye. Josh nodded "It needs a little altering but yes" he replied smiling. Josh started taking Alex measurements "Josh can I ask you a question?" Alex asked turning his head. He stopped what he was doing before looking up at him "I suppose, being you" he replied giggling. Alex fumbled "I... how do you feel?" he asked, "About us?" he added clarifying the question. "Ah!" Josh said a little stumped, "I am not sure how to answer, I mean I like you" he said. Alex nodded "But no spark between us?" he now asked. Josh bit his lip "I am sorry Alex, I mean you are sexy and really kind..." he stuttered the words. "Josh!" Alex said interrupting him, "It is okay, I feel the same way" he informed him. "So you are not in love with me?" Josh asked looking and assessing his response. Alex shook his head "In a weird friends way yes, but sexually no" he replied smiling. Josh smiled "I was sort of scared to say anything because of who you are" he admitted. "You know I had my heart broken in London" Alex said confiding in him. Josh stopped what he was doing and looked at Alex "He must have been an idiot to let you go". Alex shrugged "He found out by accident who I was" he said sadly. "Well your highness it is not who you are. There is simply nothing romantic here" Josh explained. "Freaked you out the other day at dinner though" Alex replied grinning. Josh chuckled "I never expected to be sat next to you. Glad I was though". The both breathed a huge sigh of relief "So I guess after today that is it" Josh said. Alex turned to face him "Absolutely not, I like you and we get on" he said adamantly. Josh smiled tightening the tape measure "So no fucking then" he said chuckling. Alex blushed slightly "I guess we shouldn't" he replied looking at Josh's reflection in the mirror. Josh looked up and smiled "We should at least kiss once" Alex suggested. "That is the least I can do as you are wearing my clothes" Josh replied smirking. Alex laughed "That and we can say we tried" he said, "I mean after all the governor did set us up". Josh laughed so hard he had prop himself up against a mannequin that toppled over with Josh following. Alex held out his hand helping Josh to stand up leaving them inches from each other. Alex took the step and put his arms around Josh then lightly touched his lips lingering until they kissed. It was only brief but it did what it was meant to do and they both smiled and shook their heads in unison with Josh remarking that it was nice but no spark, Alex agreed and gave Josh a hug. Josh finished doing the measurements "How can I get it you tomorrow?" he asked. Alex buttoned up his shirt "Come with me" he replied to a now confused Josh, "To the ballet" Alex added. "Oh! Okay. I mean is it alright for me to come?" Josh replied, "It will fuel the gossip". Alex nodded "I know it will" he replied, "I haven't many normal friends, that is if you want". Alex looked at him "Normal!" Josh replied laughing, "Friends then" he said smiling. "Come to the palace at 5pm and you can get changed in my apartment" Alex informed Josh. "Thanks. Now I need to find a suit to wear" Josh replied beaming. "I like this one I think you will look perfect wearing it" Alex said handing him the suit. Liam handed Josh a card with a his mobile number on and telling him to call when he arrived at the palace gates. Josh nodded still feeling like his world was a little surreal right now, he could never imagined that the business dinner would have lead to him being friends with Prince Alexander. Liam gave Josh a quick rundown about how discretion was required if he was to be friends with Alex. Josh's seamstress worked hard and finished the alterations early Sunday morning and hung the suit up, he was rightly proud of his work and packed the suit in a carrier then packed the suit for himself that Alex had chosen. The prince certainly had an eye for detail when it came to what he liked he thought, that and he chose one design that Josh thought was quite ordinary. Arriving at the large gilded ornate gates promptly at 5pm and called the mobile number having a quick conversation with Liam. A security officer came through the pedestrian gate and his name and state ID card were checked then he was directed to drive through and park on the left at the security building. Getting out of the car he was subjected to a security screening along with the suit carriers and his ruck sack, to him every thing just seemed so weird actually standing inside the palace gates as he noticed a flashy BMW car approaching and spotting Liam driving it. Liam waited whilst the security check was completed and beckoned Josh over to the waiting car. "A bit flashy just to drive it down from the palace" Josh remarked grinning. Liam smiled "I am not walking in the snow" he replied getting Josh settled in. "Can I ask Liam, how do you cope with all this?" Josh asked out of interest. Liam shrugged "I have no idea, to me it is my job and life, it is what I always wanted to do" he replied. "Seems all to fantasy land like" Josh said mindlessly, "If you get my meaning". Liam chuckled "I love my job Josh" he said, "Working for the prince has never been boring". The car pulled in to garage out of the snow and Liam closed the automated doors then taking Josh through several corridors before typing a code on a keypad at a door and entering in to the palace. Josh joked that he could have walked here the time it took them meander through the passageways and eventually coming out opposite Alex's royal apartment. Josh looked around the hallway with his mouth open at how every thing seemed to be in a place on purpose and the exquisite décor. Liam knocked and opened the door entering in to the lounge where Alex laid on the sofa watching a film on the TV. "Josh!" Alex cried out and jumping up off the sofa, "Thank you Liam" he said as Liam bowed. "Oh, err, right" Josh fumbled, "Your royal highness" he said bowing his head. "Hell, do that again and I will kick you out!" Alex said laughing, "Only in public" he insisted. Liam placed the suit carriers in the dressing room and returned "Better do as he says" he remarked. Alex glanced at him "If you have finished clear off" he said trying to ignore Liam. Liam walked past snubbing Alex "If he annoys you call me, I am across the hall" he said to Josh. Josh looked around the lounge "Quite ordinary really" he said looking at Alex. Alex chuckled "What did you expect?" he asked, "Precious stones every where?". Josh laughed and Alex took him on a tour of his apartment explaining that it was little in comparison to his parents. Josh stood there shaking his head explaining that he could fit his whole house in the lounge alone. They settled down and chatted a while before Artem appeared instructing Alex to get dressed. Even Artem was impressed with the suit Josh had brought for Alex and joking that he would never be able to afford one like it. Liam walked in and smiling and nodding at how well dressed the both of them looked. Alex walked with Josh towards the family lounge where his parents and Alden were all meeting before heading to the cars. Not wanting to freak Josh out he explained what the protocols with his parents and brother was. Alex had already spoke to them about Josh attending the ballet as his guest this evening, they walked up to the doors of the family lounge. The two footmen bowed and opened the lounge doors allowing Alex and Josh to enter, his nerves kicked in seeing the King and Queen of Monrovia standing there. He was welcomed warmly with the king and Alden showing a great deal of interest in the suit Alex was wearing which resulted in them asking Josh to tailor them a suit as well. Josh was bowled over at the request to provide a suit for the king, the queen was a little disappointed when she found out that he only designed menswear and tried to coerce him into designing an evening gown for her. Alex couldn't help laughing as Josh seemed to be completely lost for words explaining that he would try to design a one off for the queen. The star studded ballet had brought many of Europe's elite to Monrovia as it always did on special occasions. The paparazzi were lined up along with the public to get a glimpse of the royal family on their arrival at the Victoria Royal Theatre. Josh walked behind Alex with Liam along the red carpet, shouts from the waiting press asking if he was dating the prince officially went unanswered as Liam had briefed Josh to only look ahead and stay two paces behind Alex. Entering the royal box the entire theatre stood placing their right hand over their heart as the Monrovia national anthem struck up. A rapturous applause followed and the king and queen took their seats followed by every one else. Josh sat next to Alex still in shock as the people looked up, they all seemed to be looking at him trying to second guess what was going on between him and the prince. That and the very real reality of sitting one seat away from the queen, in royal protocol fashion Alden to the right of his father and Alex to the left of his mother and the dowager queen to the right of Alden. After the royal family had been back stage to meet the Ballet Royal dancers they returned to join Josh at the front of the house then all of them where whisked away in their cars back to the palace. "Did you enjoy your evening Josh?" Alden asked who was sat next to him. Josh nodded "Yes your highness, it was quite something to watch a ballet" he said politely. Alden smirked "Yeah not my thing" he said, "Alex loves it, secret ballerina you know, dancing around is quarters". Alex reached over and punched his brother "Fuck you!" he said giggling. Alden grabbed his hand "Sugar plumb fairy!" he said winding Alex up even more. Both Nick, Alden's protection officer and Liam stepped in "Pack it in!" Liam said holding Alex. "So you screwing my brother?" Alden asked completely out of the blue. "Alden!" Alex exclaimed, "Do not answer that!" he told Josh, "Stop being rude to our guest". Alden laughed looking between them trying to wind Alex up even more. Nick and Liam sitting opposite the prince's and Josh both smirking trying to hold their laughter in at Alden's comments which was so unlike him being so chilled out. The royal car arrived back at the palace behind the king and queen's car. Alex had not seen Nick since that weird afternoon in the massage room and he took a sneaky glance at the same time Nick looked at him and nodded. The secretive yet subtle seductiveness way that Nick looked at Alex brought a slight smile to his face, and it didn't go unnoticed by Alden and Liam who found themselves looking at each other and grinning. Liam wondered how long it would be before Nick got his hands on the prince and judging by the look it had happened and he was surprised Alex kept quiet to him about it. Josh was last out of the car and stood there "How do I get home?" he asked Liam and Alex. Alex turned to him "You want to stay the night?" he asked. He looked a little apprehensive at first "Here in the palace?" he asked finally. Alex nodded "Where else?" he replied laughing, "Don't worry I won't expect anything" he added. "Clear it with the king first" Liam advised so Alex quickly walked up to his father. "Am I allowed to then?" Josh asked Liam as they stood waiting. Liam nodded as Alex walked back over to them "You can stay with me" Alex said happily to Josh. "What about me?" Liam asked in a quiet voice, "Don't I get invited?" he spoke looking serious. Alex went bright red being put on the spot so openly by Liam "Not tonight" he said kindly and smirked. Liam laughed and walked with them in to the palace accompanying his prince up to his quarters then said good night and disappeared in to his rooms. Josh was desperate to ask but he kept his mouth shut for now. He waited a short time whilst Alex was in the dressing room being attended to by Artem, during this time he stripped and retrieved a t-shirt from his rucksack and kept his underwear on the sat on the bed waiting for Alex unsure if he was sleeping in the bed with him. Artem disappeared and Alex walked in to the bedroom in just his underwear. Josh looked over at him and gave him a cheeky grin whilst taking a good look at the prince almost naked. "What?" Alex asked smirking at Josh, "I thought this was a plutonic relationship!". "It is" Josh replied, "I can look though surely" he said as Alex walked over to him. "Take this off and let me see you properly" Alex said lifting Josh's t-shirt up. He giggled and took it off "Where am I sleeping?" Josh asked glancing around. "Here with me. I think I can trust you not to take advantage of me" Alex replied softly. Josh was surprised as Alex began to take off his underwear slowly whilst performing an erotic, seductive dance that had lead to Josh giggling in fits of laughter until Alex threw his underwear in his face then jumped in to bed. Josh shrugged and took his off dropping them on Alex's face and climbed in to bed next to Alex who was now laughing. The subtle glow from the bedside lamp dimly illuminated their face as they laid in bed together. "I envy you with you all this, it must be such an amazing life you have" Josh said glancing at Alex. Alex rolled on to his side facing Josh "I suppose. It is very lonely though" he replied. "Lonely?" Josh asked turning on his side to face Alex, "But you have all these people around you". "They work for the palace and some are in my trusted circle" Alex said with a tinge of sadness. Josh smiled "You have a circle of trust!" he exclaimed and nodded understanding what Alex meant. "Small one" Alex replied, "It is still lonely as I don't have any real close friends as such". "I see" Josh said staring at Alex, "Not all glitz and glamour underneath then" he remarked. "No" Alex replied then softly he stroked Josh's chest, "I feel I can trust you Josh" he added. Josh smiled and moved Alex's hand and held it "I will never let you down Alex, friends for life?". Alex smiled and nodded "Yes" he simply replied staring in his eyes. Josh felt such a warmth of love for Alex right now "Don't take this the wrong way!" he said. Alex looked slightly confused raising an eyebrow, Josh leaned closer until their lips touched and they kissed several times. Something Alex had never really felt before began warming through his body, a real affection for Josh suddenly appeared and he leaned forward and kissed Josh then laid his head back on the pillow smiling. This time Josh ran his fingers down Alex's chest and strange as it appeared it wasn't a sexual move, rather a trusting friendship that was bonding them together. Josh shuffled closer to Alex and they cuddled wrapping their arms around each other giggling, talking and laughing until they both finally asleep. By morning Artem arrived with two coffees and put them down waking Josh up who had a startled moment trying to remember where he was. Artem placed the morning paper on Alex who mumbled and rubbed his eyes waking up. Artem giggled and pointed to the paper and the photo of Alex with Josh walking behind and Liam hidden from view making it looked like they were on a date. Josh grabbed one of the supplement sections and quickly turned to the fashion pages that always appeared in the weekend papers. There was a picture of Prince Alexander and the article that followed 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander accompanied his family to the Ballet Royal premier last night dressed in a suit by Josh Franks who was also present in the royal box. It is not for this fashion editor to speculate or read between the lines...'. Josh handed the piece to Alex who read it and shrugged throwing it on the floor. "Doesn't bother you?" Josh asked looking at him. "No" Alex replied, "It seems my love life is suddenly big news" he said sipping his coffee. Josh leaned over picking the paper up again "Well you are the first gay prince" he reminded him. "I suppose" Alex replied contemplating for a moment, "That will do well for your business". Josh nodded "Yeah, not that I need to be any busier" he said reading the article in full. "Do you not want to be a top designer?" Alex asked curiously. "Never really thought about it" Josh replied honestly, "I want a man first then a career". Alex laughed "Don't we all. It will be big news the king wearing your clothes" he said. "Come on ladies where do you want breakfast?" Artem asked returning to the bedroom. Josh put the paper down "He needs to be taught a lesson" he said to Alex. Alex nodded "Yeah getting a little too big for his boots" he replied putting his cup down. Artem folded his arms "Get up or do I have to drag you out of bed... again!" he said smirking. "Alright!" Alex replied rolling his eyes, "God you are pushy, breakfast with the family" he added. "I should get going" Josh said grabbing his underwear and putting them on under the sheet. "Nonsense, have breakfast with us, the family know you" Alex said getting up walking around naked. "By the way Josh, I am having a party Wednesday after church, you will come?" he asked. Josh smiled "Yeah I would love to Alex" he replied, "Err... Can I have a shower?" he asked. Alex giggled "Of course" he said pointing to the bathroom, "You want some clothes as well?". "No I have some in my ruck sack" Josh replied going to the bathroom. Josh finally left the palace just before midday having spent an incredible morning with the royal family and measuring the king and Alden up for suits who said they would stop by on Monday to choose fabrics. His whole life seemed to be taking a whole new direction knowing that this could propel him in the fashion world dressing royalty, what he did love most of all was Alex, they had got along so well becoming very good friends, even Alden was hanging around having enjoyed Josh's company at the ballet. Josh was under no illusion that he would have to remain discreet having a friend like Alex in his life.

Part 1 - Tainted Seed☣🌱 _____ Part 2 - 🏞️Lecherous Burgeon🌿 As the sun broke through the ceiling of the woods in dashes of light, the melody of local small critters echoed gently with a soft breeze among the trees. It barely masked the soft pants of Patrick as he held with an intense grip on the guy’s hair as he fully hilted his 7-inch dick down the throat and felt his balls push up firmly on the chin. He didn’t even look down, just out and keeping an eye through the trees as he slowly pulled just a mere inch before shoving the full-length back in. He felt the suffocating twink start to slap his hand; struggling to communicate discomfort before nails start to claw into Patrick’s hands struggling to pull them off. “Stupid cunt-” Patrick kneed the guy off as the boy’s nails scratched his skin and air started to fill the young boy’s lungs again as he gasped. “Cum-guzzler, was it? Your profile is pathetic fake.” Patrick slowly rubbed his slick shaft as it dripped with the young man’s saliva. The cock sucker choked a bit on air before he started to get up and sputtered out. “You-. you wouldn’t let me get a breath in before you shoved it down my throat asshole-” Patrick’s still hard cock once more invaded his lips. “What, like this-Ow!” He pulled out immediately as he felt a sharp pain with fingers clenching around his nuts with his hookup scurrying away. “You little shit!” Patrick fell to his knees as he held onto his groin to shield it instinctively. He was about to call out at the fleeing cock sucker, but he just heaved a sharp breath in and got up putting his dick away. He hadn’t nutted in a couple days, so his irritancy was on edge as he pulled out his phone. No one nearby on grindr and he checked sniffies but sure enough was empty except for a couple anonymous profiles too off. He wasn’t entirely surprised; the area had just experienced new developments with the boom of the city’s expansion but not yet populated. Still, he was hoping when he noticed how lush and thick the park was with the woods, he could get lucky. How he missed the better cruising days when he lived closer to New York. The wandering cruiser slowly rubbed his half hard shaft in his pants, taking care to not put pressure on his sore nuts after the cunt abused them. Patrick was considering jerking his load out there with his senses starting to calm but still had that sexual prime driving through his system. Patrick felt his cock firm up and he looked at his phone again to see if another app might get him lucky; he had taken a wellness day after all. While he looked down at his phone the plant life surrounding him had started to rapidly flourish and grow, even the trees seemed to expand their leaves inching wider above him to cast a dimmer atmosphere as the flowers and buds bloomed to release an intriguing aroma under shadows. The air quickly turned misty and heavy, the firmness in Patrick’s cock intensely growing to full erection again and hardening his nipples. The aphrodisiacal atmosphere coaxed his attitude to be calm and blissful, but confidently driven. That was until he noticed the green eyes staring at him from deeper into the woods. Patrick didn’t panic, he knew that gaze too well and without hesitation he fully unzipped his pants and spat on his dick before slowly rubbing it. His confidence returned a feral grin when he saw the figure continue to smirk then gestured to follow. Patrick was a bit brisk in his walk to catch his new luck and he was elated to see that as he came into the secluded grove his newfound fuck bud was simply leaning between two trees ass exposed. Still wearing a ragged shirt but the cruiser’s eyes firmly stared at the exposed ass as his cock started to drip a salivating precum. He couldn’t help but wonder where the guy’s pants were, but he wasted no further time on the thought before taking two steps forward and fully impaling his shaft into Robert’s hole. Patricks’ shudders nearly evolved into shrilled yells between the trees as he felt the wet slick hole coat his raging cock; but the heavy wood’s insulated that cry as Patrick’s conscious resumed his experience in keeping quiet while proceeding to fuck the willing hole. He could feel other loads in the man; not sure how many but they were coating the full length of his shaft as it stabbed deeper into the depths of the blossoming bottom. It felt as if there was so much it was pooling at the bottom and his shaft started to feel a growing tingling phenomenon as his increasingly forceful jabs from his cock forced more second-hand cum down his urethra. Patrick’s mind received the sensations, but he quickly dismissed them enjoying the slutty pig ass in delight. “God damn boy, your hole is something new.” Patrick loudly whispered as he fully rutted in the college boy’s ass. The bottom didn’t respond, only firmly embracing his pose between the tree’s as he felt the cock penetrate him and seep its own cum into his fuck fount. Patrick’s shaft just kept swelling in size to where even the recently conformed natural cum dump felt ripples of bliss pound through him and he couldn’t help but pant in need. “Yeah, that’s right, I know at the start they can’t handle it, but they all soon adore my cock for its talent in filling your hungry hole.” The older man grunted as his thrusts became much more forceful and sharper. He was surprised he hadn’t cum yet and immediately deserted his sudden ass-fulfilling affiliate by now. Patrick was starting to get a little shocked as he could feel the copious amount of male essence dripping down his thighs as they collided with the cheeks in front of him; the slick substance coating his skin with a shiny hue and pollen as it dripped and drizzled to the forest floor. But those warning thoughts in Patrick’s head were almost immediately dismissed as his balls were rapidly tainted with the mutated strain now corrupting his own seed. It quickly replicated, and the malignant cells rampantly expanded in size and number to replace the initial inferior seed. It was noticeable that the nuts between the man's legs were increasing in size and turning bright red; the sensation a little painful yet intensely coaxing; Patrick's eyes rolling into the back of his head as his pants started to moan out to praise his climax. Despite his experience and wisdom urging Patrick's conscious to remain quiet in the public park, a roar in euphoric bliss erupted from his mouth. The man drained of the stamina he had initially been pent up with vanquished he collapsed on Robert nearly passing out from the sensations. “Sorry bud-” Patrick managed to gasp out as he recovered, suddenly realizing despite the smaller frame Robert was still standing and undaunted by his weight. He stumbled backing up to stand only to fall back now weak from the encounter. Patrick eventually got his breath and stood up; not taking care to notice he was having some difficulty pulling his pants up with his nuts filling up so much space now. The top cautiously stared at his convenient mate, his gut feeling sending jolts of caution to him that something was a bit off that the other man hadn't moved from his spot where he had just taken a rough mounting. As he slowly came about to Robert's face their eyes met; and the green glow was noticed more dwelling in the dark shadows of the trees. The effect would have spooked him before, but he was oddly calm until he heard a startling voice behind him. “He definitely enjoyed that one more than the rest.” Patrick nearly swore as he jumped and turned to face Adam. He had no idea how long the grounds keeper had been standing there but for all he knew Robert could have been blocking him from view during the entire encounter. “Jesus has he been hiding you from every dick he takes so you could watch-” “Oh no, I don't spy on nature in work. But I don't mind admiring it's beauty when I come across it as it spawns something amazing.” Adam said merrily as he took a hit from his Tobacco pipe. Taking care to not let the red glow too much to illuminate Roberts altered figure. But the impromptu cruiser could not help but address the concern. “I'm not sure why he's so quiet. He's not even moving-” Patrick could feel Roberts eyes meeting his. Not in a frantic or alarming way, they were calm. But his pose seized to alter in a way to indicate that things were normal. “Well since he's not moving from that stance, I suppose he may just be hungry for another load.” The elder admirer playfully said as he unzipped the front of his overalls and without hesitation took a stance behind his initial convert. There was not any pause as a pleasure sounding growl was heard as an erect shaft plunged into the creamy mess. A hesitant chuckle escaped Patrick's lips before he advised that he took that as his cue to depart. He briskly walked away, realizing how much darker the woods were walking back to a common path. A hand quickly reached down to rub his shaft, already half hard again while a subtle tingling reverberated and prompting a self-scowl; he thought he’d have to go get tested as a result. As he walked into the sunlight breaking from the shadows of the trees, he took a moment to look back through the woods. He couldn’t see where he had come from with the trees being so deep in the woods, but Patrick couldn’t help but have a ping of concern for Robert just thinking that he didn’t seem to be moving at all after that breathing fit while mounted. As he made it to his car Patrick scoffed, realizing his attitude towards a quick fuck had gotten soft. Rubbing sweat off his brow and grinning he mumbled. “Cut that out Patrick, don’t need any holes thinking they should matter when I need to unload.” He sped off, rubbing his shaft as he felt it get fully hard and tingling. He contemplated going back in to unleash another load, but his mind still could not shake the uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right with what he had encountered. He was able to shake the urge to go back in the woods to the dismay of Adam as the groundskeeper stared down, high up from the trees with glowing green eyes.

Half a tic - first you attempt to educate us as to why the “superannuated” (one is inclined to giggle) aren’t fresh enough for your privileged phallus, and then we learn that: So essentially you’re also a superannuated fag, one with an evident self-esteem deficit, and you want us all to look at ourselves as shittily as you look at yourself. Hard pass. You can keep your ‘reality’ to yourself.

Aaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhhhhh! I’m SO frustrated about Max! You’re driving me insane. Keep it up, this story is beautiful.

I would suggest that anyone who finds he's gotten SIX reactions on his FIRST post on a forum, all downvoting, might want to think about what he wrote and whether there's a faint chance he just didn't express himself well, or whether in fact he's being an ass.

Anything at all that you like thinking back on: a compliment, a line you never heard before, even just moaning…. Some of mine (all bathhouse experiences at various times through the years): I was walking around when I saw this hairy, blue-collar guy watching the porn movie and sitting with his legs spread, obviously waiting for unreciprocated servicing. I obliged him of course. He didn't say much while my head bobbed up and down in his lap, but he said "Mmmm" every now and then. Then he put his hands behind my head and said, "I'm gonna let you eat now," then slowly but firmly pushed my head down as far as he could and unloaded into my throat. (I ate.) I was kneeling on the floor of my room. A big, stocky, hairy bear came into my room, closed the door behind him, dropped his towel and stuck his half-hard cock in my mouth. He got fully hard immediately when I started sucking, but he never uttered a sound. I worked on him for over half an hour, and I was starting to wonder if he was one of these guys who can hold back interminably, when this really deep growl started in his big chest, gradually getting louder and louder. Then he said in a loud, booming voice: "YEAH, TAKE IT BOY!" as he dumped his load into my mouth. It was a pretty small bathhouse, and I'm pretty sure the entire place heard him. (I hope they did.) I saw this sexy, hairy, shy-looking daddy standing in a hallway, looking sort of unsure what to do. I approached him and said hi, and he gave me a big smile. I asked him if he wanted to come to my room, and he said OK without asking what I wanted to do with him. I had him sit on the bed with his back against the wall, then I knelt down and started a long, slow-building blowjob. He kept moaning and saying things like "oh yeah" and "that's so good." After about 20 minutes, his moans got louder and louder, and more and more urgent. Then he gave a loud "UH!" and starting shooting a slow but continuous stream of thick, tasty semen. He had me gulping for what seemed like a couple of minutes — the biggest load I have ever taken orally (so far). He continued trickling for another minute or so, and I stayed on his cock. Finally, he was empty, and I came up for air, sat back, and said, "Wow, that was a big load!" He gave me another big smile and said, "Well, I was ready!" (I'll say he was!) I had been at this bathhouse for hours taking loads at both ends, so I was tired. I was in my room getting dressed to leave. I had the door open, and a muscle daddy in his sixties (wearing a rather obvious toupee) wandered by and stopped to look. I immediately got to my knees; he stepped inside and took his towel off, not even bothering to close the door. I only worked on him for about a minute when he sighed and spurted about five quick jets of cum into my throat. He said, "That was good." Then he patted me on the cheek, smiled and said, "TOO good!" (I guess he had wanted to hold off a bit longer.) Those are the ones I remember at the moment; I'll post other ones if I think of them. Meanwhile, do share your memorable quotes. 🙂

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

You might be surprised to learn that there is no single age of consent for the USA. This is a matter for each state to determine on its own, and some do in fact have 16 (or less) as the legal age. That said, in Florida, the state in question, the age is indeed 18. And state age of consent laws only apply within the state. Transporting someone under 18 across state lines or enticing them to cross themselves, for a sexual purpose, is a federal crime no matter what the age of consent is in either state.

I hadn't thought of it in this context, and now that I have, it's true: While I was "happy" before I met him, somewhat content with my life (career, all of that), I had no idea of what life could be. I had just moved to the Big City back then, and was busy fucking everything in sight. There was a gap, in that I didn't realize at the time that there might possibly be so much more. Maybe the fact that I considered myself happy, and therefore wasn't "on the hunt" for more, that I was open to the real deal when it presented itself. Thanks for pointing this out. It's always a good day when we learn something new - particularly about ourselves. I appreciate your insights.

I used to go to a boots-only session at a local bar. All the regulars knew me, but since I didn't tell them my name they all just called me Cocksucker - including the staff. There was a bench in a fairly well lit corner which sat about 4 guys, and I'd sit on the floor in front while they chatted and I sucked cock. They'd often chat about my skills, encouraging shyer guys to "try his throat" or I'd get a tap on the shoulder with a "my turn, Cocksucker" or similar. One particular time, there was an American visitor on the bench and as I started licking his shaft and balls, he said "the guy's say you're good, so you better live up to the hype." I worked his cock about 20 minutes, choking him down and then tickling the knob etc. He was chatting with the other guys - commenting on my technique etc with things like "you guys are lucky have a good tame cocksucker" and such. When I felt him stiffen and his balls pulled up he asked "does he swallow?" There was general agreement I did. And he started pumping thick sticky spunk while I continued bobbing full length over his shaft - taking his load in my mouth, throat and some on my face. It was dribbling out my nose, he came so much. When he'd finally finished, I made sure to clean up every drop which had escaped onto his balls and thighs, and when he got his breath back he said "finally, a guy in London who knows how to suck cock properly." And the guys around laughed with a bunch of "we told you". At the bar a bit later he came up behind me and said "Oi, Cocksucker, be at my hotel tomorrow evening." He leaned forward to put his card on the bar and poke his semi hard cock at my hole. I went - he hadn't washed since the night before 😋😋 and pumped a similar sized load into my guts after a couple of hours fucking.

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This past weekend. Started fucking and loading a new cumdump recently. He’s super into ANON play and is always ass up in panties. His ass always gets super wet and sloppy the harder you pound it and he frequently kegels his hole while i stroke. He drained 3 loads out of me.

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

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.

Part 2: The Path in the Woods Sean was enjoying the beautiful spring sunshine as he jogged easily along the street and into the park. It was a perfect morning to be out for a run. Once he was off the pavement and onto the gravelled trail, he picked up speed into a genuine run. His name suggested Irish ancestry, but his face hinted more at an east Asian background. He had a lean, hard, athletic body and loved keeping it in shape. In high school he’d been a star swimmer, water polo player, and track athlete. Plenty of girls (and some guys) had stared whenever he’d climbed out of the pool in his wet speedo. Plenty more guys had been sneaking looks in the locker room and showers, since his equipment was definitely worth a second look. Sean had kept up all those athletic interests in college, although not on any competitive teams. Now that he was out in the working world, free time was a bit more limited, but he still kept up with his daily run and trip to the gym. This was his second Saturday since he’d started working at his new office job, and he was grateful to be outside. The daily fresh air was something he really missed when he was shut up in an office all day. Sean put on a sprint down the hill towards the lake, thinking of a couple of really good-looking guys he’d seen at work. That was something else he missed since finishing college, the ease of finding hot sex whenever he felt like it. Now that he was living in a new city, he needed to get busy and find out where all the hot spots were so he could go looking. He could feel his cock stirring in his shorts at the thought of that hot guy just down the hall from his cubicle – Mike. He had a good body and a really cute round butt that showed nicely in his pants. Now, there was an ass he’d be happy to dig into and fill up with a load of his seed. And then there was the boss, what was his name again? Jack? No, Jake. Another great-looking guy with that olive skin and bit of dark hair showing in the V of his shirt. He’d be a hot lay too. Sean preferred to top, but there was something about Jake that suggested the real alpha male. Giving up his butthole to that hunk would probably be a great fuck – and there was always the chance that he’d be versatile so they could breed each other. Musing along these lines, Sean soon left the lake behind as the trail plunged into the woods. The path started winding through the trees, and he had to slow down a bit. Coming around one bend, he suddenly had to dig into the ground with his heels to avoid slamming into a dark-haired man with sunglasses coming the other way. “Whoa, kid, take it easy, there.” “Sorry – just getting in my daily run.” “Going pretty fast – easy to see that you’re a real athlete, with a real athlete’s body.” “Thanks.” The stranger stepped right up to him – really close. “Am I making you nervous, getting this close?” “No.” “In fact, kid, you like it. Don’t pretend you don’t. I can see you pitching a tent.” Sean shrugged. No point in denying the obvious. Anyway, this burly guy was pretty good looking -- so he favoured the guy with his killer smile. The stranger came right to the point, then, reaching out and rubbing the tent in Sean’s shorts. Sean asked him, “You always move this fast when you meet someone?” “When he’s as hot as you, yeah.” All this time, Sean was trying to figure something out. The guy seemed familiar somehow. Sean was sure he’d met the man before but couldn’t think where. So he came right to the point and asked. “Have we met before?” “I don’t think so. I never forget a hot body and hot ass like yours.” But Sean was more convinced than ever that this guy was familiar. There was something about the voice. But he couldn’t pin it down in his mind, which was getting more and more disconnected as the hand worked on his dick. It was time to return the favour, so he reached out and grasped the stranger’s crotch bulge as well, feeling it swell up right away under his hand. The stranger said, “Come on over here, away from the path.” He led the way into the trees, and after about twenty paces came to a small clearing with a flattish slab of rock on the ground over to one side. The ground around the rock was littered with used condoms, a couple of popper bottles, and a pair of wrecked underwear, ripped apart right up the ass. Sean realized that, without even trying, he’d stumbled on a regular cruising ground in the park just down the street from his apartment. Then conscious thought disintegrated as the stranger pulled him close, put his arms around Sean and ran his hands down Sean’s back and into his running shorts. Sean humped his cock against the bulge in the man’s pants and moaned as those insistent fingers pried into his asscrack. “Oh, yeah – nice, tight boy ass. Gonna enjoy loosening that up. Let’s see what you can do.” The stranger pulled away, grabbed Sean by the shoulders, and pushed him down to his knees. Then he seized the back of Sean’s head and mashed it into the bulge in his crotch. Sean obediently opened his mouth and began working on the big bulge, inhaling the smelly fumes of unwashed jeans, ripe with funky piss and man sweat. He reached up and began undoing the jeans, pulling the zipper down until the uncut cock sprang out. The guy hadn’t showered that day, by the smell. Normally, that would turn Sean off but the heady smell of natural man was really turning him on. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft a couple of times. Then the stranger got impatient, and said, “Quit fooling around – suck my cock, boy.” Then he grabbed Sean’s head with one hand and slapped the hard manmeat across his face. “I said to suck it!” Sean opened his mouth and the big man shoved his dick right in and down his throat. Sean was an experienced cocksucker, but a little time to open up more would have been nice. This aggressive guy didn’t give a damn. He got both hands on the back of Sean’s head and began forcing his cock in and out, face-fucking the young mouth and mashing Sean’s face right down into his pubes on each thrust. Sean was gagging and moaning, his eyes watering, and he tried to pull away – but found he couldn’t. This guy was way too strong for him and was going to get what he wanted, whether Sean liked it or not. A well-timed slap across his face made his eyes water even more. The big man growled at him and kept punching his cock deep into Sean’s throat. At last, he pulled away, and Sean gasped in relief – but too soon. Those massive, muscled arms yanked him to his feet and spun him around. A hand grabbed the waistband of his running shorts and yanked them down off his ass. The big man flung him like a rag doll, face down across the rock slab, and landed a second later right on top of Sean, his big cock digging into the younger guy’s ass crack. By now, Sean knew what was coming next. A small part of his mind was screaming, “It’s rape – this big guy is raping you!” But another, and much bigger part of his mind was thinking, “Fuck, yeah! Ram it into me! Use me and fill me up!” He heard the sound of the man spitting twice, and then the big head began pushing into his crack. Sean hadn’t planned or prepared at all for this, but he desperately willed his muscles to relax. It didn’t help. The stranger found the little knot of his hole, positioned his cock right against it, and then gave a mighty shove that planted it halfway inside Sean’s ass. Sean tried to scream with the intense pain, but a big hand clamped over his mouth and muffled him. He was pinned down, helpless, the man’s burly body lying flat on top of him and the cock digging farther and farther into him. The man came to a stop, buried all the way inside Sean’s tight hole. Sean could barely feel anything except the fullness and the pain. Then the man started fucking him. His hips rising and falling, smacking into Sean’s firm round ass cheeks on each thrust, he fucked hard and fast. When Sean began making noise, the man reached down, grabbed something off the ground, and stuffed it into Sean’s mouth. It was the discarded, ripped-up underwear. Sean bit down on it, hard, as the big dick pounded into his hole. The guy was fucking him hard and fast, but still taking plenty of time before cumming. Sean was a crazy mess of mixed-up feelings – pain, shame, sexual thrill, and more. His own cock had gone completely limp when the guy rammed into him, and it wasn’t getting hard again, but still it felt like he was going to come. He was moaning and whimpering nonstop as the big fucker plowed his hole mercilessly. Then it happened. Sean’s muscles began contracting and a stream of hot cum oozed out of his limp cock and onto the rock, under his belly. The stranger gave a loud roar and slammed all the way into Sean’s convulsing hole, spurting cum into his guts. He kept punchfucking Sean – an extra slam as each bolt of cum rocketed out of his dick. He slammed into the young ass eight times, releasing eight spurts of seed into the boy’s butt. At last, he stopped and collapsed across Sean’s quivering body, breathing hard. After a minute, the stranger stood up, yanking his cock quickly out of Sean’s hole and bringing out one more howl of pain. A couple of firm slaps shut Sean up again. The man growled, “Fucking kids these days, they can’t take it like a man.” He rolled Sean over onto his back, and then shoved his dick back into the younger guy’s throat. “Clean it off, boy.” Sean didn’t even try to resist. Obediently, he sucked up and down on the man’s cock, cleaning away the mess left behind by the fuck. Then he just lay there and watched as the man pulled his jeans back up. He zipped up his jeans, and said, in a disgusted tone, “Get yourself dressed and get your pretty boy ass out of here.” Then he walked away, leaving Sean alone, draped over the rock. Sean got up and dressed, slowly listing all the pain points in his mind: the knees and elbows that had slammed into the rock, the sore throat, and above all the fierce ache in his hole. It had taken a long time for his hole to close up after that ferocious fuck, and when he’d checked with his fingers, they’d come away covered with a mix of cum and traces of blood. It hurt like hell but he couldn’t deny that he’d enjoyed it. Being taken, used, abused, and thrown away like that had really turned him on big time. Sean walked slowly home – running was out of the question. When he got back to his apartment, he showered to wash off the scrapes, cum, and blood and, more telling, the pheromone-laden sweat in his armpits. He’d definitely been turned on by the rough stranger, no question, but another part of him was disgusted at himself for enjoying it. By now, his cock had gotten rock hard again from thinking about the encounter, and was dripping plenty of pre-cum. He stroked it quickly, under the cascade of hot water, and in a minute or less he fired an enormous load up onto the shower wall above his head. It wasn’t enough. He was still so turned on that he kept right on rubbing and pounding his cock and in about five more minutes fired a second load, just as big. Only then did the young jock finally begin to relax and calm down enough to get back to wondering about the stranger. The rough, burly man in the park definitely reminded him of someone – but who?

For most of the drive Peter was on his phone, which was not unusual just odd since we were heading to Palm Springs for a vacation. It was my first time visiting, but Peter had been so many times before we got together he'd lost count. He told me about all the gay clothing optional resorts, which he had visited, but I was a little shy and just wanted to stay at a nice hotel. When we arrived and I found our hotel, I was taken back. It looked like a hotel that you would rent by the hour. “Peter, are you sure this is the right hotel? The only word for this place is 'sleazy'. “Yeah, it was the only one I could find in our price range,” he replied. We checked in and went to our room, and damn, sure enough the place was a dump. Peter told me to clean up, he was going to go get some alcohol so we could play. “Did you pack the condoms?” I asked. “Yeah” he answered as he walked out the door. We had to play safe with each other as I was negative and Peter was poz. He was poz when I met him and we still got together although my friends warned me it wouldn't work. I went about my business of preparing for our fun. After an hour I started to worry a bit. I know he knows Palm Springs, but did he get lost. Still I kept to my tasks, and sure enough, an hour or so later, Peter opened the door. “Hey I got a surprise for you.” “Yeah? Was I a good boy?” I asked. “Yes, you were,” he laughed. “Oh boy....” We always enjoyed playful banter, even if sometimes a little on the goofy side. “No just relax and go with it,” Peter continued. “What did you do?" “I got an escort for some fun,” he answered. “I wanna watch him fuck you.” “I don't know....” “He's got a big cock.” Well, that was an easy decision. “Okay, but he has to wear a condom.” “He only fucks safe babe, relax” Peter said, “plus we don't have to worry about what people will say, which you always worry about. We aren't at home so no one knows us here.” I nodded in agreement. Peter smiled in satisfaction as he opened the door to admit a big muscle man. He stud was stunningly hot, and immediately stripped, advertising his wares, pulled his tank over his head, giving a glimpse of his deep pits and massive chest and arms. Seeing both Peter and I were appreciative of his build, he flexed and posed for us. “You like?” he asked, directing his question specifically at me. I nodded yes. “Wanna see more handsome man?” he asked. “Yes” I said with my mouth suddenly going dry. He hooked his thumbs into his waistband of his gym shorts. The front was already poking forward from his hard cock inside. “You wanna pull them off me?” he asked. “Go on, do it” Peter said as he stripped off his clothes. I got up and went to escort, who took me in his arms and kissed me, our tongues dancing in each other's mouth. I could feel my cock swelling up inside my towel. He pulled off my lips and put his big hands on my shoulders, gently pushing down, urging “On your knees." I slowly dropped to my knees, taking his chest and abs in as I went down. This man was a living god. Once on my knees, he pushed his crotch against my face. I grabbed his shorts and pulled. I watch his hard cock bend downwards and the pop out as the waistband released it. It bounced up and hit his abs then down again. He thrust it forward and I opened my mouth. His cock slid in almost the whole way. My eyes were looking forward and I could see a tattoo hiding inside the trimmed hair on his crotch. I kept my eyes on that, trying to make it out as his cock went in and out of my mouth. It tasted so good, he was already leaking pre-cum, which was sweet tasting. He bent down and started to play with my hole, his finger circling my hole, teasing it. Taking his finger in his mouth, he loudly sucked in it, making it wet, and then slid it back down by my hole, circling it again. I moaned against his cock. “It's a sweet hole, just like you said,” the escort commented to Peter. “Just wait until you feel it around you cock,” Peter replied. I just continued to suck on the escort's cock, moaning my approval to what was happening. Moving behind me, Peter lifted me to my feet, and as he did so, of course the escort’s cock popped out of my mouth. “Time for the main event baby,” Peter advised me, and then, turning to the escort asked “You have the condoms?” The escort grabbed his shorts and pulled a few out of his pocket, answering “Always have 'em.” Peter moved me to the bed, he helped me get on the bed and put me on my hands and knees, but got in front of me and pushed me down until my chest was on the bed and my ass in the air, instructing me "Now, just stay like that," as he moved quickly around to my ass, separated my ass cheeks, and, now on his knees, slid his tongue up and down my crack. His tongue almost immediately found my hole and started to work its way in and out. The escort moved in front of me, he opened the condom. He placed it on the tip of his cock head and rolled it back, and then moved back to my ass as he slowly jacked his cock. I could hear the condom crinkle as he moved his hand over it. “His ass is ready,” Peter said, “do your damage.” I felt a dollop of spit hitting my ass, which made me jump a little. I reached back and moved my hand along the cock of the escort. The condom was still there. “Relax baby, just enjoy the ride.” The escort's cock pressed against my hole. I pushed out a little and it slowly moved inside my hole. The head popped inside and the escort moaned. “Want more?” the escort asked me. "Oh, hell yeah," I groaned, as he pumped his cock head in and out of my hole. His hand sought out his cock and the condom, and, finding it satisfactory, he remarked "Just making sure the condom is in place.” Happy that he was keeping his word of only fucking safe, that I started to push back onto his cock as he pushed in. My hole opened up around his hard covered shaft. “Baby, it looks so hot seeing another man's cock in your hot hole,” Peter said from behind me. “Feels good too, babe," I answered. The escort pulled out, I heard the condom crinkle again. He placed his cock against my hole again and pushed all the way in. I jumped a little. I wasn't used to his cock yet. Sensing that I needed a moment he pulled out again. I heard more crinkling of the condom. “Tell me when you are ready” the escort said. “Put it back in, slowly,” I replied, adding “Is the condom intact?” “Yes it is” the escort answered. “Stop worrying baby and enjoy” Peter urged. I felt the cock head press against my hole, then slowly slide in. This time I moaned loudl. The shaft slowly moved against my hole as he pushed in, until his crotch hair and that hidden tattoo were pressed against my ass. “Gonna hold it all the way in, give you time to get used to it,” the escort said. I moaned my response. I relaxed more and started to pull off his cock only to push back when I felt his cock head pulling my hole outwards. He grabbed my hips and took control. He started to fuck my hole, gently at fist but building up this thrusts and speed. He stated to push me down, until I fell to the mattress laying flat. His cock popped out of my hole. I heard more crinkling off the condom and figured he was making sure that it was on fully. He drove his cock deep in my hole, in one long hard thrust. He dropped his body down on to me. He was heavy and I couldn't move he was that heavy. His mouth was right next to my ear and was breathing hot air deep inside. Peter moved to the floor in front of me, kneeling to be face to face. “I always fuck with a condom” the escort said, “a doctored condom, prepared so it breaks” he whispered into my ear. “Just relax baby, its for the best” Peter whispered. “My uncovered cock is leaking pre-cum into your hot hole” the escort whispered, “highly toxic poz pre-cum.” My eyes widened, I tried to move from under the muscle stud escort, but I was trapped. “I'm going to deposit my virus deep into your hole. That's what I was hired to do.” I started to fight again as my mind tried to figure this out. My own boyfriend hired an escort to infect me. My anger grew. “Don't fight it,” the escort whispered, adding "You want this." His hips were lifting higher and dropping down onto my ass, driving his cock in and out. His massive chest was pushing down on my back, pinning my torso down to the bed. My arms were pinned under my chest and the escort’s arms were wrapped around my neck, holding me tights, but not choking me. “Please don't! I don't want it,” I pleaded. “Of course you do,” the escort corrected, as he ordered “Peter, get back there and take that ripped up condom off the base of my cock.” Peter complied immediately as soon as the escort's cock slid out of my hole. Within seconds the head was stabbing at my hole. I tightened up, not wanting the unwrapped cock back in my hole. Peter came back around to face me. “Accept it, it will happen,” Peter said, “it can happen here and now or sometime before we leave Palm Springs. Other plans are in the works.” I was shocked, Peter planned this and more. Taking a deep breathe, I relaxed. The escort still pushed his cock head against my hole, but didn't push it in. “Ask for it” the escort ordered of me. “Please put your cock in me?” I asked me, almost crying with frustration. “No, ask me." “Please would you please fuck me?” “You're still not asking for it.” “Please give me your disease,” I asked the muscle bound escort. “Better, but not good enough.” “Please fuck your highly toxic virus loaded cum into my hole.” “That's what I wanted to hear." He pushed his cock deep into my hole, pressing his crotch hard into my ass. He pulled out and then rammed his cock into me. His nuts were meeting my ass before his body. Peter was jacking his cock in front of me, smiling. “I know you saw his tattoo,” Peter remarked to me. I didn't say a word, just blankly stared at him. “It's a scorpion, a mark of a poz man who infects others without their knowledge or even their consent” he said laughing. The escort continued to fuck my hole, breathing heavily in my ear, quietly saying "Tell me again.” “Fuck your poz cum into me,” I implored, adding a polite “please.” He slammed his cock into me. I could feel his cock jump and twitch into my hole. He load shot out and filled me up. “That's so fucking hot baby” Peter said, still jacking his cock. “Why don't you add your load to mine?” the escort asked Peter, who didn't answer, but rather simply stepped up next to the escort who was pulling out to get to his feet. As he did so, Peter slid his cock into my hole. Unlike every other time we had fucked, this time it was raw. “Stopped taking my meds two months ago, just for this reason, babe.” He began fucking my hole, pounding me hard as the escort stood in front of me watching. His cock was slowly getting soft and starting to hang down over his spent balls. “Poz him again,” the escort said, urging Peter on. I knew Peter was close, I could tell by his breathing and by the way he was fucking. He always pumped only the head of his cock in and out, rapidly when he was close. It was his way of edging, so when he slammed his cock in deep and yelled “Take it, you chasing whore. I've been wanting to charge your hole since we met.” I'm not sure I was all that surprised. “Fuck yeah, pass the gift” encouraged the escort, who added “I hated those fucking condoms on my cock or up my hole,” as Peter slowly pumping his cock in and out. “Yeah, mixing those diseases,” Peter remarked with satisfaction. “You were right. Deep down he was a chaser,” the escort commented. Peter pulled his cock out and got off me. He moved around grinning ear to ear, proud of what he had pulled off. I simply lay there, dazed, watching them. Peter went to his shorts and took out a wad of cash. “Here's your fee, $200 as agreed, and a tip,” Peter said. “Let me know if he needs another dose,” the escort said. The escort dressed and left, leaving us alone and naked in the room. “You fucking bastard” I said, “how could you do this to me?”

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

Hey guys, I'm in a gay youth forum that explores kinks and self image. I'm fully out as a bb only sub and pro-HIV, so I get a lot of questions about why I only serve and submit to bareback (Poz) tops. So one of the guys I'm serving suggested I write up a list for the forum with reasons as to why condoms have no place in sex. This is what I came up with and thought I'd share it here too. I'm a sub/slave so it's from that perspective. Reduced pleasure. Taking the time to get, open and put on a condom kills the moment. Eliminates intimacy/commitment. Kills intimacy by putting a physical and mental barrier between you and your top. It also puts up a barrier of mistrust and non-acceptance of your top. Extremely bad for the environment especially marine life. Condoms are not biodegradable at all. The hottest porn stars don't use them. Think of the porn you watch. Which films do you find hotter? Ones where the actors use condoms or go bare? They aren't compatible with all lubes. The lube you're using might not be the right one and degrade the condom anyway. Pre-cum is a natural lubricant that gets blocked with condoms. And precum is the best lube and probably all you'll ever need. So don't block it. Using condoms is not sex. Your top is there to fuck you, not a latex sheath. He could get the same thing fucking a fleshlight as he would fucking you with a condom. Bad for your hole. Friction, tears. Condoms need lube, special condom friendly lube which is also bad for the environment. If you go without lube or just use a little bit, it can really do damage to your hole and create an unpleasant experience. The taste, smell and look. Condoms bring an unpleasant odor, leave a horrible aftertaste on your top's cock, and just genuinely look bad. You love dick, so why hide it with latex. They don't stop all STDs. If you're power bottom, sub, cum dump, whore or whatever, you're going to other STDs even with condoms. Absolutely nobody likes them. As a sub why would you ask your top or Dom to do something that was unpleasurable for them? What do you think? Any suggestions or comments?

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. It wasn't based on any of my experiences either 😉 Unlike previous stories I've posted, it's not going to go on forever and there are only two main characters. There are only 7 parts. ------------------------------------ ---- Part 1 ---- My balls hurt, my dick hurt, I was exhausted and yet I'd never felt so alive. My whole body tingled in a good way that it hadn't since I spent that first weekend in college with Paul. He had just left to catch his flight back home with the last of the nine loads I'd given him that weekend safely plugged in his ass. I could feel his cum drip down my leg and it reminded me of all of those times we'd fucked over the past few years, almost daily when we were in school. We hadn't met face to face since we graduated over a year ago, but we talked and texted all the time. He took a job out west and I found one on the opposite side of the country. Now he was my ex, but we were still friends. While we had been boyfriends in college for three years, we also fucked other guys. I was more of a bottom and he was one of those 99% tops. I think I fucked him once the entire time we dated, every other guy I topped was either a hookup or a friend. Let me rewind a little, to where I think our reunion all began. I really liked my job and it paid more than I ever thought I would get as a fresh-from-school guy. It was a varied group of people and I'd made a few friends there. Some of them would meet on Fridays after work at a bar and chill out and I was almost always there. The project was coming to and end and one of the guys told me "just FYI, this is probably the last pub meet until the project ends. The next month is going to be brutal." A few of the other guys nodded and one, who I knew was the other gay guy on my project team, said "Yeah, only a few hours to sleep each day and no time to even jack off during your morning shower before you're back at work." The comment shocked me but I could tell from his reaction that he was telling the truth. It meant I really needed to find a hookup that weekend or else I would probably go crazy by the end of the project. I knew I couldn't last more than a week without at least some sexual gratification and a month would be hell. First, I needed to catch up on all the other boring shit so that I was prepared until I got my life back. A run to the megamart got enough frozen dinners and cans of soup, along with other necessities to last me for the next four weeks. Several other stops meant that I spent Saturday night doing laundry instead of looking for dick. I tried to fix that on Sunday though. Sunday had different ideas. Everyone seemed to want to chat or meet for coffee or wanted more pictures. It was a nice early summer day, but all the top guys wanted to stay in their homes surfing instead of fucking. As each hour ticked by, my search criteria got wider. It's not that I was really picky, but I usually had better experiences with guys my own age and size. I knew, though, that I needed to get fucked and the city was crowded with tons of other bottoms. I wasn't a model, but I thought I looked good and the time spent at the gym the past nine months had firmed up my physique. The six-pack was still a ways off, but my formerly twink shape was now getting some muscle in my arms and legs, and the rest was getting more defined. I was naturally smooth and I'd switch between a small trimmed bush I had now and shaved pubes around my average sized cut cock. Even my bubble butt was firmer than it had ever been. The longer I looked, the hornier I got. I even started looking at versatile guys, which in my experience meant that they topped only during a full moon. That's where I found him. His body had a few extra pounds and he was a few years older than me, but the cock pic is what got my eye. Eight inches of upward curving manhood that I bet would feel really good inside me. A few messages later told me that he'd checked out of his hotel and was hoping to fuck another ass before going to the airport for his flight home. While I didn't like inviting strange guys to my apartment, if I wanted dick from this guy that's what I'd have to do. There weren't any other good possibilities, either. He was even more generic when he showed up. No infectious smile, no jewelry, no ink, just a pair of big brown eyes that seemed to be looking deep into my soul. Oh, and a silly little soft mustache over his lip that really didn't fit his face. But it was his dick that I wanted. A couple minutes later, we were both naked and I was sucking on his cock. The curve made it hard to deep throat in the position he seemed to like, but I got it slick with my spit and was soon on my knees on the bed. He hard fucked me doggy for a while, which was surprising since he was so quiet otherwise. After drilling me like that for fifteen minutes, he tossed me on my back and fucked a little softer for another fifteen minutes. I remembered looking up at his big brown eyes as he pumped the first of three loads of cum inside me and I realized he had fucked me bare. I never did that with hookups, but we were both really horny and the subject of condoms never came up. It had turned me on though, since as soon as I felt the first spurt of his cum, I shot my own surprisingly big load over my chest. A quick rest and we started up with round two which was nearly the same as round 1. It repeated again for the third time, but while the time was shorter, the load felt just as big. Two hours later, he walked out of my apartment to catch his plane and I laid there feeling my hole ache from the abuse it had just taken. It wasn't long and I was sound asleep. Monday morning, I woke up and hit the bathroom. A small bit of cum dribbled out of my ass and when I got off the toilet, I looked in the bowl and there were a few splotches of red inside the cream floating in the water. With as sore as my hole was, I wasn't really surprised. I realized I had to get showered and off to work for the "final push" to finish the project on time and not piss off the customer. The next few weeks were a blur. Sixteen hour days were the norm and we worked the first two weekends just like they were weekdays. A few nights I even slept at work and we all joked about wearing the same clothes for a few days at a time. None of the guys shaved the entire time and we all looked really scruffy after the first week. Some of the guys had pretty decent beards by the end of the second week and I was surprised at how good I looked with facial hair. The task list was down to only a few items by Wednesday on the third week and I was just helping out other people. Thursday morning I woke up feeling really rough and sweaty. I took a long shower and made it to work a little late. As the day wore on, I felt worse and worse. Friday morning I felt like death, but I knew corpses wouldn't ache like I did. "Corey, you look like hell. We're almost done, go home and get some rest. You really worked your ass off these past three weeks and I appreciate it. But... no sense killing yourself. Recharge those batteries and we'll call you if we need you" my boss said, keeping some distance between us in case I had something contagious. I went back home and by noon I was sound asleep. I woke a few times, always sweating and feeling sore all over. Saturday was the same except the glands in my neck were swollen and hard, and I had a few places on my body covered in rash. I had always slept naked but now I was varying between feeling frozen and boiling, so either I was on top of the covers or buried deep under every blanket I owned. Sunday was more of the same but I was starting to feel a little better. By evening, I could even eat one of the two dozen cans of soup I'd bought. I had just finished one when my phone rang. "Shit... I hope it's not work" I thought to myself. "Hey, dude! I was about ready to send out a search party. I haven't heard from you for a few weeks and you never returned my calls" Paul said with a mixture of cheerfulness and concern. "I feel like shit. Been living at work trying to finish a project and I guess I ran myself down. Been home sick since Friday" I replied. "Damn, that sucks. You should be out enjoying the warm weather and guys in speedos, looking for the biggest bulge" Paul replied with a chuckle. "Fuck, I haven't had time to even think about sex. Good thing I hooked up with that guy before work took over my life" I told Paul, trying to remember what the hookup looked like and all I could remember was his cock. Paul replied "Good. Hope he was a fun fuck. It's been a week since my last and my dick is getting hard when I see almost any guy." I laughed but my chest still hurt and the rash was even bigger than it was on Saturday. "Yeah, strange but good. Broke my condoms-only rule for hookups but he was pretty good. Fucked me hard doggy and then flipped me on my back and was slower and more sensual until he built up speed and then came by the gallon. We did that three times before he took off" I explained. "He bred you three times in one day? I think I only did that a couple times with you. He must have been one hot dude for you to give it up like that" Paul replied. He knew I usually played safe with anyone other than a boyfriend. "Nah, pretty plain, actually. Nice dick and these big eyes that he stared at me with while he fucked me on my back. Pretty quiet too, just a loud growl when he shot his load. He had a weird grin on his face after the last shot and before he pulled out. All I expected was a pump and dump, but I won't complain about two hours of good sex" I replied, before I drank more water and still felt dehydrated. "Oh? Sounds like a memorable fuck, even if the guy wasn't. Uh... what are your symptoms?" Paul asked. He sounded really curious, which I thought weird but I told him how I had felt. The more I talked he'd keep responding with "hmm" or "mmm." Another chill ran through my body and I pulled the blanket back over me. "Uh... Corey... I think you should probably get tested. That hookup might have given you more than a good time. Those symptoms sound close to what I've heard you get when you convert to being HIV positive" Paul told me. "What? No... It was just a regular fuck. It didn't feel any different... other than he was better than most hookups" I said, my mind spinning at warp speed. "Yeah, maybe. No harm in finding out. Wait until you're feeling better and hit a clinic or your doc. Nothing to freak about, anyway" Paul responded, casually. All I said was "OK" as I started to freak out, but quietly. "I gotta go. Let me know what happens" Paul said before hanging up. Monday I still felt like crap and my boss was understanding. "Just get better, there's only a couple people here and the rest are catching up on sleep from the past few weeks. Oh, and the customer is really happy, so it wasn't in vain" he said. Wednesday I finally felt good enough to go to work and by Friday I was almost back to normal. Paul's words still haunted me and I wondered what I should do. The next Tuesday after work I went to a clinic up in boystown that did free STD testing. I had been there before and was a little more relaxed than the first time I went, but still nervous. Friday I went in to get the results. I was stunned and just wandered home and collapsed on the couch for the next few days.

Will be offering my slut hole tonight at Heretic darkroom taking all cocks and loads 10pm-til. Wearing assless singlet, arm sleeves and collar.

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

Delete all the info and pics off of your profile. Act like an adult not a whiney child.

I'm a romantic at heart. I would say some of the best sex I've ever had was with someone I had a connection with and I love to cuddle. It's nice to have someone around and something who help keep me in check. I've had boyfriends in the past and I've always appreciated the things they would do for me. That being said, I would much prefer meeting someone who love taking loads as much as I like to fuck anon bottoms.

It's a date if you both pretend the main reason for meeting is something other than fucking. To put it another way, if you talk first, then fuck, it's a date. If you fuck first, then talk, it's a hookup. 😉

I’m highly dubious of this. First of all, setting aside the gimmick of “dad and a son getting fucked together” as a draw, you’re just talking about two bottoms trying to lure Tops to a gangbang. There’s no reason to expect the usual things not to happen: 75%-80% no-show rate even if you do manage to stir up any interest, plus you’ll be up against every other cumdump in the city trying to lure Tops that night, the same as any night. Secondly, you say you know a Top would have to get off “knowing” he’d dicked down a dad with his son watching. I think that’s your fantasy talking out loud. In reality, and the lurid accounts on this tawdry forum notwithstanding, incest is simply not that common a practice, and those who do it normally don’t advertise the fact, let alone use it as a party enticement. How many of those Tops do you think are actually going to believe the two of you are related? I wouldn’t believe that claim from anybody under those circumstances. So essentially you’d have to find a bunch of Tops willing to role play a fantasy scenario that everyone actually knows perfectly well is a fantasy scenario. Assuming they didn’t get weirded out by the two of you actually pretending to be a parent and child. You may possibly be overlooking the degree to which incest is considered unacceptable by a large percentage of the population. You’d be attempting to draw from a limited subset of the Tops available, most of whom will likely get intercepted by other cumdumps, and of the remaining handful (if the number amounts to a handful) eight out of ten of them are going to flake. And then, if any make it through the door, the fact that you and your “son” probably don’t appear to be family may drive home the sense that this is isn’t really a dad and son at all, just another couple of bottoms looking for loads. Plus, I’m saying all this assuming you’re not actually proposing to attempt to deceive all these Tops into believing that you really are a father and son - because if that’s the idea I would advise you to recognize the idea for the fantasy that it is and leave it at that.

Empty your balls before you go to get pierced Listen to you body as to when you can start to stroke it Let it heal before sex, don't rush it Don't get a CBR as your first ring unless you own the tool to take it off. Horseshoes are much better to swap jewelry Hold the ring if you piss at a urinal, it will help from getting your clothes wet (unless that's what you want) Once healed, go for bigger/thicker rings but don't rush it. Don't spend a lot on the first few rings, but find the diameters that feel good. Don't spend a lot on the smaller gauge rings, you won't be wearing them long. Check the tightness of the screw on balls occasionally. They loosen up and can fall off at the worst times. Be careful of the teeth of guys who suck you Don't give up if you find it uncomfortable at first. Once it heals you'll love it

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It's your personality and lack of tack that is mostly uninteresting to men for a long awhile. You're cold and severe. It's quite apparent in your post. You can choose your path regarding your age and your pussy but, that has nothing to do with the fact that there is no need for men be to rude to older men. Men of any age need to be treated with respect even when one might be telling them that their not interested. No need to be cold, severe, or rude. All men are beautiful, except if their personality is not! Say your reply if you want but, I'm not gonna highjack this thread with responses to you. Not gonna waste my time when I could be looking at other hot men's post on here and jerking off or setting up a hot encounter to get bred! Maybe even with an older guy! Good luck with choice of path.

I love this partly romantic pov to this. edit: Let’s bring this back to the front pages again 😉 it deserves being used to jerk off to

Realistically, you're talking about gathering two bottoms at a time (since they're coupled), so the number of bottoms will very quickly exceed the number of tops willing to come to a sex party like that. You'd be much, much more likely to succeed if you aim for Dad/boy couples that are not both bottoms; whether the dad or the boy is the top, let the tops trade bottoms and each guy can watch his partner fuck/get fucked while he's doing the opposite. I could be wrong, of course. But in my experience and from what others report, getting enough tops for any sort of sex party is the biggest problem; starting with a pile of bottoms seems predestined to fail because to keep them all busy, you need at least two tops for every Dad/boy bottom couple you invite, and probably more, so that tops who need a breather or need time to recover between fucks can do so while not having the bottoms just lying there waiting.

I think there is often a tendency among those who have not sought a deeper understanding of the subject to equate any form of paganism with satanism, which is of course not so. One can easily follow such thinking to church doctrine that any influence that points a person away from the church is “the work of the devil”. The “Prince of Lies” that we are referring to is specifically a product of the Abrahamic/Judeo-Christian belief systems originating in the Middle East, but paganism may draw upon influences from entirely different sources such as Celtic or Teutonic tradition, or even entirely modern secularist and New Age movements. The common thread appears to be a rejection of the paternalistic, top-down, restrictive, repressive nature of Abrahamic religions as (regrettably) interpreted and practiced by most mainline churches, synagogues and mosques. Those interpretations are not surprising given that, on a social scale, religion is leveraged as a tool to control populations. At the individual level, however, the approach that serves to control the mass fails to meet the needs of the individual, and generates dissatisfaction and doubt. Ultimately, this may lead to personal rejection of the common religion and a search for something that meets the human needs of the individual. Thus, because humans are at first animals whose animal needs must be tended, we find some attracted to LaVeyan satanism, which among its guiding principles is the sense that humans are animal creatures and we are at our best when be align ourselves with the desires if our animal bodies - sex being prominent among them. Forms of paganism likewise celebrate the human connection to earth and nature and the animal world in a way that the Abrahamic beliefs reject. I am a Christian, but I stepped away from the organized church many years ago because it became clear to me that the institutions no longer practiced the actual philosophy of their professed beliefs. I have sought my own spiritual path, and I say spiritual because I do not believe I am first and foremost an animal - an animal body is merely the vehicle that transports my spiritual being during the time I am in this material existence. My personal observation - from the outside - is that satanism seems to predicate itself on the existence of the individual solely as a creature of the material universe. It does not seem to address questions of existence beyond the material, and is therefore less bound by considerations of morals, ethics, and judgments in relation to acts performed in life. Which is actually somewhat ironic, because the whole point of inventing Hell as a place one could be sent to was to deter people from doing amoral and unethical things. But when you’ve rejected the possibility of Heaven altogether to start with, I suppose there’s nothing left to say when tempted but: Eh, what the hell…

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

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

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

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

What happened? Perhaps it is happening at the moment. Patience is a virtue; for new life to grow and flourish in astoundingly impressive ways when given time 😉😈 Sorry for the delay, a draft is in the works and guess I'm sort of plotting out the series, with some experimental ideas. Regretably been dealing with personal issues and a large project that has to take priority while ideas 🌼"blossom"🌼. Hope to have something soon.

“You recognize me don’t you boy?” I nodded in response,shutting my eyes in shame. “Open them, faggot.” The voice had changed back. This was the Lamont who had fucked me hard. I opened my eyes and looked at him, trying to avoid his eyes. “Look at me. Tell me where you’ve seen me.” I met his eyes and said, “Grindr.” “That’s right. You’ve led me on, teased me, and then backed out. That was your punishment. You liked your punishment didn’t you.” I nodded, but he told me to say it out loud. “Yes, Sir, I loved my punishment. Feeling your huge dick raping me deep and hard.” He smiled a wicked grin and said, “You could have had it for months. You got it tonight though, and as hard as you wanted.” “Alright, Lamont. It’s time for him to see us.” This was Jack’s voice. Lamont moved away from my face and I saw Jack. I recognized him as well. I had seen and talked with him on Grindr. When I dropped my eyes, again feeling that shame, he said, “Open and look over.” I saw the guy next to him. Master. He was also a Grindr guy. Who I had done the same to. I avoided each one, for different reasons. Lamont was too big. Jack wanted to fist me. Master wanted to get me higher than I was ready for. They all smiled, evil and scary smiles. Master spoke first. “You were a fucking tease to all of us. Leading us on and then running away. Like a scared little faggot.” I could only nod my head and started to apologize. “Shut the fuck up faggot. You don’t get to say anything.” I nodded my head. “When I saw your ad tonight, I recognized you right away. I knew this was the perfect chance to get some retribution.” “The three of us know each other. Very well in fact. We’d known for awhile that you led us all on. So we decided to crash your little fuck fest. And give you what you owed us.” I nodded and fought to not say anything. Jack took over and I looked to him. “The party’s not over boy. You still owe me. And you’re going to tell me what you owe me. And beg me to give it to you.” I struggled, somewhere fear coming into my brain. I fought to speak and it took me a minute to get there. “I stopped talking to you because you wanted to fist me. I was too scared. I’m not anymore. Please Sir, will you fist my as… my cunt Sir?” He and Master smiled, and Jack said, “You know you have a cunt now. Remember that.” “Yes, Sir.” All through this, there was something nagging at my mind. It suddenly hit me and my eyes widened. Master smiled again. “Guys? I think someone just realized his other offense against all of us. Did you, boy?” I nodded again. “Tell us.” “Your all… poz. You wanted to infect me. I don’t… didn’t… I don’t know..” “That’s right bitch. You weren’t gonna let us poz your cunt. You wanted it though. Didn’t you? Say it.” “N…” I stopped. “Yes. I did. I was to scared.” They all laughed at me, making my shame intensify. “Were you too scared about getting pozzed tonight? Wanting to get fucked and taking loads from guys you didn’t know? Didn’t see?” “Yes, Sir… that’s why I wanted to do it this way. If I didn’t know. Didn’t see, I wouldn’t refuse. I couldn’t refuse.” “That’s right boy. You know if you’ve taken any poz loads?” “Yes, Sir. At least one.” “Not even close boy. You’ve taken six already.” “Fuck, that’s a lot Master. Are you sure?” He nodded, “You have video of one, begging him to breed your hole, before it became a cunt.” I remembered him; the guy with the tattoos. “I see you remember him. The guy who was leaving as I got here? Poz.” I couldn’t remember that fuck. I nodded my head, accepting this as fact. “Then there was the first guy I doubled with in you.” I nodded, clearly remembering the double penetration. Lamont said, “Two from me. The second one bigger and more intense, thanks to your cunt.” Master said, “Mine was when you passed out.” I widened my eyes in surprise. “That was fun. Breeding a passed out faggot. Knowing it was us that caused you to pass out” I nodded, thinking how hot that would be. “So there you go, boy. Six poz loads we know about.” “But I could still…” Master shook his head, solemnly. Then the evil smile came back. “No chance of that. The wreckage we did to your cunt? There’s no way.” “Because you didn’t just take poz loads. You took toxic loads. One from me” Lamont said, “Two from me.” “The tattoos guy? Toxic also. You remember him saying, ‘Not anymore?’” I nodded, “My first toxic load.” Master simply said, “Yes.” I looked at each of them, Master and Lamont. The I turned to Jack. “Are you toxic also, Sir?” “You better fucking believe it.” I paused, only briefly. My mind had been converted, along with rest of me. “Will you give me your toxic load? Please, Sir?” Master and Lamont both said, “Fucking pig.” Jack smiled and nodded. “You want my toxic load? I thought you said you were scared.” I looked at him, then Lamont. Then I licked eyes with Master. “I’m not scared anymore. It’s already done. I want more.” They smiled and I heard Lamont whistle and say, “Damn. That’s nasty. And hot.” I turned to him and said, “Thank you Sir for giving me your toxic load.” I turned to Master and thanked him for his toxic load, “But I hope next time, I’m awake to feel it shooting in me.” I turned to Jack, “Please, Sir. Add your toxic load to my cunt. Please, Daddy?” I don’t know where that came from other than him being older. “Daddy? You’re gonna call me Daddy?” I knew I had offended him and started to apologize. He interrupted me and said, “Do that. Call me that again and see what happens.” Not sure what would happen, I called him Daddy again. He smiled, “Lift your legs. Show me that cunt.” With effort, I tried but could stay balanced enough. Lamont reached down and pulled my legs up and spread them. “When you’re told to do something faggot, you fucking do it.” “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.” “Look at me faggot,” Daddy Jake said. I looked back at him, go see him quickly shove three fingers in my cunt, causing me to moan. “Daddy’s gonna fist your cunt. Then shoot his toxic load in it.” “Thank you Daddy.”

Pozzed while Cruising 4 We left the bathroom separately and chatted as we made our way across campus. He told me of all the cruising spots that he knew of on and off campus. I so wanted to ask him about his tattoos, but was scared to learn the truth. In his apartment We walked across campus and all I could think was his tattoos of the biohazard and the scorpion which I thought were a tad aggressive for a college kid. A preppy college kid at that. He was over 6 foot tall, sandy blond hair, had a magnificent cock and was well-muscled. I noticed both girls and guys would check him out as we made our way through campus. His shared apartment was just a block off of campus near a pretty popular sports bar. He made the joke that it was too bad that I was underage to get in to drink, but he smiled. I know a guy that will get you in though if you want it bad enough. I will admit as we walked and talked, I was hard just listening to him talk about whatever he wanted to. He was charming and affable, but that all changed the moment we got inside his apartment. We were both a little sweaty as he led me into his apartment that he obviously shared with another guy. I dropped my bag just to the side of the door and he tossed his bag in front of the TV. He undid his shorts, pulled out his stiffening cock and grabbed me by shoulders pushing me to my knees so that I was eye level to his cock. He fed me his 8 inch hard cock and in one swift motion I had him deepthroated up with my nose in his bush to the point I could smell the other kid’s ass in his bush. He fucked my mouth for just a quick few minutes before he led me on my knees to his bedroom. We were naked before we got to his bed with our clothes scattered about his apartment. He put me on all fours on the edge of his bed. I could feel his fingers explore my used hole. He chuckled when he realized I had a load in me. He began to eat my ass. I only had one other guy do that to me and that was an older guy when I was in high school. I loved it and I begged for more. I heard the outer door open. I asked him to shut the door to his bedroom, but he just slipped his cock into my now well-fucked hole. He bottomed out in me as I heard, what I assume to be his roommate, at the door. “New convert?” I heard a voice say from the doorway. As I heard clothes being taken off. “Yeah, I fucked him just yesterday in the Union, and he came back for more today after getting a load or two earlier.” my barebacker said emphatically. “HOT!!! Mind if I get some too?” he asked from the doorway, already naked and not waiting for an answer. The only reply he got was the guy fucking me pulled out and gave him access to my bare ass. Neither one caring what my answer was going to be. I never even saw the face of my of my new fucker, btut I knew he had a cock just as bigh if not a bit bigger than the first guy. Which I still do not know his name, but I guess I knew him well enough to let him fuck me twice. They took turns fucking me for the next 30 minutes edging themselves inside my ass. When one got close to cumming he would give the other another turn in my well fucked boi pussy. Meanwhile they had fucked the cum out of me once and I was hard again. They would spit on their cocks when I needed some lube, never once letting me off of my knees. They kept dropping hints like this one will be a good convert. The other’s will like him a lot, he will turn so many guys and convert them too. I was puzzled as to what they were referring to. They chatted as if I was not even in the room let alone fucking me. “I bred another freshman today”, the first fucker said, “right before I brought this slut home.” I heard them high-five each other as the other admitted to breeding someone in yet another bathroom in yet another building I did not know about. That is when the roommate grabbed my hips, plunged his cock deep in my used hole and flooded me with what I now knew to be his tainted seed. I could feel his cock expand and contract in my ass as he unload torrent of poz seed in my soon-to-be-if-not-already poz hole. Once he was done, the first guy took back over using his roommates cum for lube pounded my hole. I collapsed on the bed with his cock still buried deep in me as jackhammered away at me. I came again, getting off on being used like a common slut, the thought of being pozzed and being passed around to some other guys. I begged for his poz load for him to breed me and turn me out. He held his cock deep in me as he came letting his cum mix with his roommates. I was exhausted. I closed my eyes and fell asleep while my ass just began to leak their cum. One of them slid a butt plug into my ass to keep me from leaking. I dozed off while they went off and did whatever. 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. More to Cum Love the Feedback Always open to chat and/or phone Joey

That was my favorite pastime in college.. unloading my toxic load understall into anon butts

Chapter 2: This Dirty Bitch As Jim's friends entered the room, they all greeted each other with exuberance and then directed their attention to towards me laying helpless on the ground. "Oh... this that big booty bitch you've been telling us about?" Jim's friend Mike asked. "Damn! That ass is a lot fatter than I expected," Tim mentioned, while stroking his cock through his pants. "Aaah Shit... We're gonna tear you an new asshole and throat tonight, slut" Rick said excitedly, also stroking his hard cock, which he had already taken out of his jeans. "Hell, Yeah!!" Jim replies. Jim walks towards me and lifts me up by the neck. "That booty might be fat, but this bitch don't know how to suck proper dick." Jim continues, while smacking my ass and gripping my lips trying to get his point across of my sexual short comings. Jim and his friends gathered around me like a pack of wolves, frothing at the mouth, preparing to attack their pray. They started smacking my ass, taking their fingers and probing my holes they couldn't wait to use for sex. Jim pushed me to my knees, while the others unzipped their pants, exposing their cocks. "Bitch.. You about to get an lesson in dick sucking, tonight.." Jim announced, while grabbing my face and pointing it in the direction of these massive trouser snakes. All three with cocks in hand and began smacking me in the face with them. Then Rick palms my forehead aiming his cock towards my mouth. "Yeah.. What that mouth do," Rick inquires, pushing his dick between my lips. I take my tongue and start licking the head of his cock. "Man.. Fuck that weak shit," Tim says disgustingly, while stroking his meat. Mike takes his cock and smacks me in the right eye with it. "BITCH!!! Don't lick that dick! Don't suck that dick! Throat that dick!" Jim chants, as Rick grabs the back of my head shoving cock down my throat. As Mike and Tim stand by waiting for their turn for throat abuse. Rick held his cock down my throat until I was gasping and choking on man meat. Drool leaked from my mouth, tears flowed from eyes, when Rick let me off his cock. As I was trying to catch my breath, Mike grabbed me and started skull fucking me, before trying to choke me with his cock as well. "That's. Right. Bitch!" Mike said aggressively, as he kept his cock down my throat choking me without mercy. "Choke on that cock, BITCH! Choke! BITCH! Choke, down my man beef so that I can have pleasure." He continued, as he tried jamming more inches in my mouth. I was in a panic before Mike finally let me go and I tried getting air back into my lungs. Tim walked toward me with his hand on his dick and a glare of horny intent in this eyes. "No.. Please! Let me rest before I take more cock down my throat," I begged, hoping to appeal to his compassionate side, but, Tim didn't relent to my pleas. "Bitch! Fuck yo feelings... Shut up and take this throat abuse," Tim growled. Just like the others, he didn't hesitate to give me a throat full of cock. Tim having the biggest cock in the room was also the roughest of the guys who fucked my mouth & throat. He skull fucked me hardest, held it down my throat, until the point of me passing out, and then pull it so he could dick slap me in the face. This went on for a while, each guy taking turns having fun with my tonsils and beating my face up with their cocks. They eventually got bored with all that and it was time to move on to my booty hole. At some point during my mouth, throat, and face beating. Jim had gotten some baby oil and order my on all four with my assignment pointing up. Jim took the oil, smothered a whole bunch of it all over my ass, and rubbed it in. "Now get to twerkin' that ass Bitch!" He commanded, as he kept pouring oil all over my ass and rubbing it in. "What that booty do, Jim?" Rick asked, before smacking my ass and leaving a hand print on my right but cheeks. "Oh that hole is good, but, this week ass bitch always want someone to wrap they shit up!" Jim stated in disgust, while still pouring and rubbing in oil, mixing in a finger up my poop chute for good measure. "What?!? This bitch don't take dick raw?" Mike said in disbelief. "No wonder you called us over to teach this bitch an lesson, teasing your dick with plastic over is just criminal," Tim chimes in. "I just want to be safe with my partners," I responded, in defence of myself. "Bitch! Shut the Fuck up and keep twerkin' them cheeks, until we ready to punish your mancunt," demands Rick. "You've got some nerve, cock teasing our friend, by making him put on a condom," Mike states "And now you ain't leaving here without a gut full of semen, Jim, get to fucking him so we can have a turn," Mike said. Jim walks up and kneels behind mean, while applying lube to his cock, then pours some on my hole. Jim takes the head of his cock, placing it at my entrance, and starts slapping it on top of my asshole. He penertated me only with the head of his cock and stopped. "Bitch use that hole to work my cock," Jim order. I began pressing all the way back on his dick, then using my sphincter to stroke the shafts of his cock. Jim became disappointed, "Bitch, lay on your stomach and spread your cheeks," he orders. As soon as I compiled, Jim mounts me and begins roughly fucking my cheeks. "You like that, Bitch! You like that dick filling up that big booty of yours, Bitch" Jim grunts, while pumping me with long strokes. I may not suck as well as other sluts, but, my big booty can take dick better than the best of them and if these four want that dirty bitch, who'll take raw cock and cum in my mangina, then I'll be that dirty bitch. "Yes, please give me your cock," I said. "Fill my hole with your meat." "You gonna let me and my boys, fuck you raw dog from now on and fill your belly?" Jim asked, still giving me strong strokes. "Yes! Please! You can throat fuck me, dick slap me, raw dog me, impregnate me with your seed.. Just give me your dick," I howled, still holding open my cakes so that Jim could get deeper inside me. "Yeah, That's right... Bitch... Spread them cheeks for easier access" Jim grunted while enjoying my booty. "I'm Sorry, Jim.. You're Right.. I should've let you raw dog and impregnate me with your man juice when we first meet." I said, waiting for him to flood me with his sperm. "Oh.. Shit!!! Bitch!!! You about to get that Jim Juice", proclaimed Jim. He started pumping harder and faster, then he tensed up, and then his baby making juice found its way into my asshole. When he finished shoting all he had, Jim collapsed on top of me, dick staying inside me until it went soft, and his semen started leaking out of me. I took my finger and got some of the cum leaking from me then tasted the juices of Jim. "You dirty Bitch! Just an hour ago, you scare to take dick raw, now I bust a nut in you, and you scoping from your hole, then lick it." A surprise Jim stated. "So what?!?" I replied , still figuring my hole trying to taste more of Jim. "You wanted me start taking dick raw, then I'll be that dirty bitch you wanted." I proclaimed, As I walk towards Rick and Mike, grabbing both their cocks, with the look of an horny slut in my eyes. "You two big dick motherfuckers get to tag-team me and since Tim's cock is the the biggest, he gets to go last," I commanded, while giving a wink to Jim still recovering from nutting in my booty. Jim looking confused and just mumbled under his breath, "This Dirty Bitch"

Here’s another hot installment written by @Vancrawman. So grateful for him picking up the story and running with it. His writing is so hot and horny. Enjoy. MAC MEN 15: THE DOCTOR WILL SEED YOU NOW part 1 “And how many sexual partners have you had in the last 3 months, Sir?” he asked me, the shirt of his scrubs barely holding in his chest and biceps, the deep V-neck exposing tufts of dark chest hair. I was having trouble concentrating on this doctor’s office visit once I saw the doctor’s hot nurse. As he shifted in his chair, the nametag attached to the waist of his scrubs fell carelessly over his leg toward his crotch and I peered between his massive thighs to read his name: “Stavros.” “I’m sorry, what?” I said to him, dick-stracted by this gorgeous Greek god in front of me. But I made an effort to concentrate – after all, Angel told me this gay doctor was where all the Shudder guys go…he must be good, and based on the quality of the front desk staff (young twink receptionist named Travis), the muscle-bound African-American office manager in the tightly fitting suit who I saw in the hallway (Jason), the lab assistant who, three days ago, had me do all the usual cumslut testing, and drew a blood sample from me (blond, about 6’5” named Greg), and now nurse Stavros, I figured I was in the right place. I refocused my mind to try to come up with a number to Stavros’ question. Thinking to myself, there was meeting and hooking up with Angel, Ron, Oscar and Bryan, then the Shudder Party, many further hookups in the gym just before closing time, the double-penetration fuckfest with Erik and Bryan, several more fuck sessions with Angel, Oscar and Ron, the incredible Armband Party where I fucked about 20 holes – I lost count after we all went back in for more mansex after a break in the kitchen, several late night rawfucks with Angus in our apartment building, a few pump-and-dump cumdumps Angel and I sampled, and, oh yeah, I flipfucked with Damien again in his classic car just 5 days ago. “Honestly,” I told Stavros, I’ve been really busy in that department lately,” sheepishly smiling, “I’d say about 200, give or take.” I looked up at the ceiling to try to calculate more in my head, I know I was missing a few fucks and sucks here and there…. “It’s fine, Sir, I don’t need the exact number,” just an estimate – was he reproaching me? I couldn’t tell. “My, you have been busy,” he resumed, “well, we’re here to make sure your fun can continue unabated.” “Does the doctor see all the guys in my…social club,” I asked, casually referring to Shudder as a “social club.” “Well, that I’m not sure about, but I see you were referred by Angel, who refers a lot of patients, yes.” He said, the barest of a smile cracking his professional nursing exterior. “So, I have all your results back,” he started. And now I’m thinking ‘what has all my raw fucking spree made me pick up.’ “The doctor can explain them all in detail, but let me just tell you that they’re all clear,” Stavros says back to me. I guess I look surprised so he says, “Did you expect a different result?” “Well, I’ve had a lot of sex lately with a lot of different guys…” “It would seem so, Sir,” he says, looking down at the notepad where he wrote “200” in response to my answer and then I see also that he circled the “200” it a few times, also. “Of course, 200 was only an estimate, right?” he follows up, smiling at me. Your friend Angel who is like, I guess, the recruitment director for your ‘social club,’ he sends a lot of patients our way, and funny enough, there’s almost never a problem.” “Let me take your blood pressure,” he says as he moves in closer and takes my arm in his strong hands, and as he attaches the cuff on my arm,” he feels my bicep “You work out a lot, don’t you Sir?” “You can just call me Randy, it’s ok, and yeah I work out every day, it’s kind of my outlet from work pressure and stuff.” “Oh, but you have another outlet, too, don’t you,” showing me the notepad with the ‘200” circled on it. He removes the cuff. “Your blood pressure is fine.” “The doctor will be in shortly to go over some things with you – he’s just finishing up with another patient. Then I’ll be back in case there’s anything else you need, you’re our last patient for the day but we’ll be here for you for anything,” and with that, on his way out of the room, he briefly rests his hand on my knee in a still-professional way, but follows it up with a small squeeze that maybe isn’t so professional. Stavros is good, not just at nursing, but at being just cagey enough that I can’t tell if he’s flirting with me. I wait a few minutes by myself, which gives me time to recall some more hot raw mansex that I’ve had recently – there was that WeHo porn couple I fucked with for their subscription fanpage – they didn’t show my face but halfway through the fuck, about the time they were double-fucking me, I thought to myself maybe I should be capturing my exploits on camera like this…I did shoot 4 huge loads in 60 minutes for those guys; it’s been their most-viewed video this year, and I got referred by them to a bunch of other porn guys to shoot scenes with. Then there was the work trip to San Diego where I got away to the nude beach after work one day…I was sitting on the beach, reading a book, naked and cock out and enjoying some Vitamin D, -- nature’s testosterone -- when this hot Latino guy walked by. I could see him checking me out as he walked past, turned and walked back in front of me. I put down my book and saw his bronzed round butt glistening in the afternoon sunlight, and meaty cock swinging between thick muscly thighs. He didn’t say a word to me, just motioned for me to follow him. Another breeding to occur - so of course I follow him – I see him ahead of me turn and go behind some sand dunes. When I get there, he’s leaning up against a driftwood log and his hole is open and waiting for me. He’s got a small bottle of lube, which he hands me. I lube up and my steel-hard dick enters him in one motion. He still hasn’t said a word, just a low moan as I thrust it in and out. It feels like there’s a couple of loads up there already…I’ve got good deep strokes up his hole and it feels so good – just the perfect release after a long work day. I gift his talented hole with a big load of seed, thank him and walk back to my spot on the beach. Then I think back to the time Ron and I took his young nephew, Clay, to a sex club and positioned his sweet 22-year old ass up on a bed in the sleazy club – that is, after we each had provided a load for it to be lube for whoever wanted to breed the boy next. Ron and I advertised the available boyhole on Twitter, then wrote the room number on the big board in front of the club for all to see, then went on to other exploits in the club while man after man made that 22 year-old his breeding ground. After a couple of hours we came back to Clay and, based on the magic-marker hashmarks we asked guys to add to his back, he had 16 loads in his hole and a faraway smile on his face. I had shot 3 loads already at the club but the sight of Clay’s mancunt glistening with loads sent me over the edge and back up his hole my cock went to breed load #17 into the perfect boypassage. Ron snuck up behind me while I was fucking his college-boy nephew and penetrated me which tipped me over and my fourth load of the night shot into the twink, my cock coated with strangercum as I pulled it out and plugged it into Clay’s waiting mouth. Ron took that opportunity to plug his nephew with his fat cock and in no time, Clay had earned his 18th cumload of the night. I’m a little lost in my sexual reverie and now totally hard when the door opens and the Doctor comes in. I try to cover my crotch with my hands to hide it, but this is not very successful, especially once I get a look at the Doctor. He’s a handsome ginger man, in super good shape, bearded…I feel like I know him from someplace but can’t place it. “Hello, I’m Doctor Grant, but everyone just calls me Doctor Tom.” Looking down at Stavros’ notes, he says “You’ve been quite the busy guy, Randy,” his pen stopping at the number 200 for a moment…”how’s that going for you? Are you enjoying yourself? It looks like you’re enjoying yourself a bit right now,” he says with a mischievous smile. “Yes, Doctor Tom, I guess you could say I’ve been making up for lost time, I’ve had more sex in the past couple months than I did in the 20 years before that. But just want to make sure I don’t pick anything up or if I do, I get it taken care of.” “A responsible sexual being…we like that here in this office. Your friend Angel – well, he’s my friend, too…Angel sends me many patients he’s brought into his circle.” “You know Angel?” “Angel and I go way back,” he says. Now are there any medical questions I can answer for you? And you can just speak plainly, Randy, we’re all men here with the same interests.” “Well, Doctor Tom, as I said, I’ve been having a lot of sex lately. Angel really awakened something in me, and I’ve been going to a lot of sex parties and having a lot of hookups, and even if I shoot my load, I’m always still totally hard after and can easily cum four or five times more. Is that normal, or is that a sign of something else? I think about sex and men and giving and taking loads all the time. Am I a sex addict?” Doctor Tom just laughs, “Randy, in addition to all the standard post-sex bloodwork, we checked your testosterone level -- it’s through the roof. Well, that’s not a medical term, but it’s very high…all the working out and heavy lifting you’ve been doing is responsible for that. You’re a young, fit, highly sexual guy, it’s not surprising. And it seems from what Angel tells me, you’ve got a real exhibitionist streak. Just enjoy it and be responsible and come see us regularly. And also, as you now know, once you meet Angel and attend a Shudder Party, you just want more and more and more. If I wasn’t a science guy, I’d almost think Angel has some magic potion to make men super studs.” I nod my head. I’m relaxing a bit in front of this handsome doctor. I notice for the first time how his shirt is unbuttoned halfway down his hairy chest, and how when he turned to his side, his shirt opened up just enough for me to spy a big nipple piercing beneath the ginger fur. “Oh, I agree totally about Angel he’s got some magic in his…potion…if you know what I mean.... I’m starting to relax, making no effort to hide my hardon, wondering if I’ll ever get a chance to fuck and get fucked by this hot ginger doctor. “And you know about Shudder?” I ask him…I see him looking at the clock as it strikes 5:00pm. “The office is now closed,” he says abruptly. I’m looking confused for a moment I think I have offended him in some way. He continues, “So now, I’m out of the office -- which means, now I can tell you, yes, I know about Shudder. I’ve been to many of them, although I couldn’t make the last one, which was your initiation there, right? “Yeah,” I say, wondering where this is going – could this be leading to a fuck? Everything does for me these days! My cock is pointing straight up in the cheap medical gown they have me wearing. “Angel told me all about it when I hooked up with him 2 days later. It sounded so hot…and then he told me about the Armband Party, so I made a point of going to that one,” he moves in closer to me, putting his hands on my knees as I sit with my erection on the exam table. “You and I met at the Armband Party,” he whispers into my ear. “You laid that thick pipe into my hole and I shot a 10-shot cannon of jizz straight into the air, Stud!” He leans in and kisses me deeply. He grabs my ramrod cock. “I’ve been craving for that hard cock of yours again, Randy…you got time now to retire to my office?” he asks, pointing to the door on the left. I remember him now, of course I do – he was the hot ginger I rapid-fucked after Brian Bonds but before I got into Angus’ hole. He was the hot bearded ginger in that sequence of guys one after the other who rode my cock and they all spewed their hot seed while doing it! Angel’s “circle,” as Doctor Tom calls it, is seemingly everywhere…I see guys I’ve fucked or who’ve fucked me in the gym, at the gas station, in my apartment building, at the movies, it’s Angel’s own community of hot rawfucking manhood. Sometimes when we see each other, it leads to a fuck right then and there and sometimes just a knowing nod and a quick “Hey.” And now I find out I’ve already fucked the hot Doctor in front of me – his cum rained down on me and Angel and Angus licked it off of my face and chest! He takes me by the arm and directs my hands over his tight pants and bulging crotch…We walk into his private office – where Stavros is waiting, naked and ass up on the doctor’s desk… Stavros’ arched back and round firm ass are staring back at me as Dr. Tom motions for me to come closer. “I know he’s been waiting for your hot cum cannon, Randy,” he explains, stripping off his lab coat and shirt, exposing his big chest with the carpet of ginger fur and 2 elongated pierced nipples. I go to eat the Greek’s ass. As I begin the rimjob on Stavros’ furry butthole, Doctor Tom moves up behind me, lifting up the flimsy medical gown - his hands exploring my ass and reaching to my waiting hole. “In fact, we all have been waiting for that cock and your hole, Randy,” and with that he sinks to his knees, spreads my cheeks and starts eating my hole. “Nice to see the party’s getting started,” someone says in the doorway. I turn from Stavros hairy butt to see Jason, Greg and Travis come in, wrapped in towels, fresh from a shower someplace. They all start sucking on each other’s thick cocks. Greg, the 6’5” tower of gorgeous blond masculinity, gets himself in front of Stavros’ mouth and the Greek god swallows Greg’s fat meat in one big thrust. Dr Tom continues his tonguefuck of my open hole but pauses long enough to say “And there’s one more patient coming to join us, who I think you know, Randy,” Tom announces, and in walks the one and only Angel.

I love anon sex cuz for the duration of the fuck he exists only as a piece of fuckmeat and a hot asshole for me to use as I please.I love mounting a man for the first time. And once I've shot my load up his ass I move on.

After a few minutes Mike came back and started to undo the restraints. He helped me onto my back and held me while the blood flowed back into my limbs, kissing my neck all the while. “How do you feel?” “Amazing.” “Good, think you can make it downstairs now?” “What’s down stairs?” “Im sure Jack and Erik have something good planned for you. When I left them, Jack was balls deep in Erik and getting ready to breed him.” “Fuck, I need to see that.” The thought of Erik, the man who now owned my hole, taking a load made my cock leak in its cage. As quickly as I could I made my way downstairs, the plug slamming against my prostate as I walked. Mike followed closely making sure my still tingling legs didn’t give out. Mike hadn’t been joking. Jack had Erik kneeling on the couch, bent over the back. Erik’s head was tossed back in lust, clearly enjoying the pounding Jack was giving him. Mike lead me around the couch so I could watch Jack’s cock sliding in and out of Erik’s hairy hole. With each stroke the hair around Erik’s hole clung to Jacks slick cock, I was mesmerized. “Your new boy is here watching you take my load. Go look in your man’s face boy, see who you really belong to.” I moved to kneel by Erik’s head, resting the plug on my heel to keep it in place. Erik opened his eyes and smiled, “Breed my hole Sir. I need it.” “That’s right,” Jack said. Erik looked me in the eyes and in a fucked out daze said, “I was Jack’s first boy. He bred me all through college. Eventually we started picking up boys of our own, but I will always be Jacks and all of my boys by default are his.” “Exactly, you’ll be going home with Erik; Erik will hold the keys to your cage; but in the end your cunts both belong to me. Take my fucking load,” Jack growled as he unloaded deep inside Erik. A look of euphoria washed over both of them, then Jack slowly pulled out of Erik’s hole. Mike fell to his knees to clean off Jack’s cock, but he moved Mike aside and came over to me. Dutifully I opened up and cleaned the cock that had just bred my new top. “Thank you. That is just want I needed Jack. Now,” Erik straightened up revealing another raging boner, “You ready for another load in that cunt boy?” “Fuck yes.” “On your back on the floor then.” I laid on my back in front of the three men and pulled my legs up to my chest. Erik squatted down over me with his ass aimed towards my face and pointed his cock down towards my hole. Jack reached in and pulled the massive plug from me with a wet squelch, leaving me gaped open for Erik. His dick plunged into my hole. I looked up as he slid inside me, right above me was his cum slick hole, wet and slightly gaped. There was a small trickle of cum running down the inside of his leg as he started to hammer at my hole. I belonged to an already owned man. I was the boy of someone who belonged to a true alpha. I had no idea what that made me beyond the absolute bottom rung on the ladder. “Fuck Mike, you wrecked this boys hole. He’s so fucking loose now.” “You said get him ready,” Mike replied. “No, you did good. He feels fucking amazing now. I never last long with one of Jack’s loads in me and now with your pussy all wrecked. Fuck, I’m going to breed you boy. Take my load. This is my hole now!” Erik started pumping his second load of the night into me. His hole winked above me and a small drop of cum landed on my chest. “Fuck,” he panted, “we’re gonna wreck your hole so it’s never tight again.” Erik pulled out, and then crouched over me, my legs were pressed tight to my chest. He kissed me. “You’re perfect, and we are going to have so much fun together.”

Chapter 12- Confession It was like getting the results was the cure to fuck flu. Either that, or Brian’s mind could only process so much, and had luckily decided to numb any feelings of sickness he had, because by the time his parents got home from work that night, Brian felt better. Well, physically better anyways. By this point in his senior year, Brian had become a pretty good actor. Between his sexuality, his relationship with Jake, and his triste with Adam, and now his diagnosis, he was keeping a lot from his family. His parents might have realized he wasn’t quite his normal self that night, but he did a pretty good job of preventing the total meltdown he felt like having. After dinner, he told his parents he was going to go hang out with Jake to talk about college dorm stuff. By this time, his parents only knew Jake as his classmate that he’d be rooming with at Boston University in the fall, so they enthusiastically let him go connect so that they could get to know each other. Brian went out to his Jeep, and before backing out of the driveway, typed out a message to his boyfriend. “I really need to talk to you. Can you meet me at Ramset park, by the picnic tables?” “Hey Bri, I’m just starting dinner now. I’ll see if I can get away from my the house after. That work? Is everything okay?” Brian was not going to answer the second question over text. “That’s fine, I’ll be here whenever you get away.” He wasn’t too worried about covering the desperation in his voice; he knew this wasn’t going to go well anyways. As he left his house and started driving to the park, it felt like he was on auto-pilot. Normally, Brian stressed over everything, thinking through every aspect of every decision. These past few months, sex and love lives had been the exception, and now he had done a full 180. He had made a quick decision to tell Jake, and he couldn’t think about it anymore. He couldn’t play out how this was going to go. He couldn’t figure out what to say to make make Jake not hate him. He couldn’t worry about if Jake would beat him up, or leave in a huff. He knew how he felt about Jake, and so he knew he had to do this. Brian knew it would be a bit before Jake got to the park, but he didn’t know what else to do. It was a beautiful May evening, and the sun was going down as he arrived. Brian was wearing his usual tan cargo shorts and a Red Sox T-shirt. He had gotten this one recently. It was a size smaller than he normally wore, but Jake had mentioned he looked good in it, since it actually showed off his thin frame a bit more than his typically baggy clothes. He had forgotten about that when he put it on. It was a perfect night to sit outside and think, even with the ever so slight chill of a cool evening after a hot summer day. But Brian’s mind was on pause until Jake arrived. After sitting by himself in silence for a while, Brian broke down again. He had allowed his mind to wander to what this could have been if not for his bad decisions. He could have invited Jake here for a romantic walk, or a steamy make out session, or even some kinky play in the woods. It would have been the perfect opportunity to spend some alone time with his boyfriend. But no, that was not what this was, and once the dream sequence broke, Brian’s tears began flowing again. That was just about the same time Jake’s car pulled in to the lot. As he drove up, Brian just sat on the top of the picnic table, feet on the benches, head on his arm on his knee, crying. As Jake began to approach the table, he realized the state was Brian was in, and rushed up to him. “Brian, are you crying?” Jake asked, as he started jogging towards Brian to comfort whatever was bothering him. “What’s wrong? Brian?” Brian looked up at Jake, and even in the twilight Jake could see his red eyes and cheeks, covered in tears. But through that, Jake could sense the fear, or dread, or something like that in Brian’s eyes as they met with his. When Jake was close enough, Brian held out his phone and motioned for Jake to take it and read it. It was the email from the clinic with his results. Brian wanted to watch Jake’s reaction, but he couldn’t do it. He half expected the phone to be dropped or hurled at him and for him to never see Jake outside of school again. If he had been watching his boyfriend, he would have noticed Jake’s face go from caring to concern to a mix of bewilderment and confusion. He couldn’t believe was he was reading, and he almost lost his balance as he shifted from one foot to other, reading the email slowly and thoroughly. After what seemed liked the longest minute in his life so far, Brian felt Jake climb up on to the picnic table, put his arms around him, and pull him in for a hug. Jake stayed silent at first, as Brian sniffled and tried wiping his eyes. He let Jake comfort him for a moment, until Jake said “It’s going to be okay Brian. What happened?” With that, Brian no longer wanted Jake to comfort him. Well, he wanted that, but it felt like a betrayal, as Jake didn’t know the truth. He pulled away, and tried to speak a couple times, but the words wouldn’t come out. Jake went to take Brian’s hand in his, but Brian pulled away and blurted out “Please just let me tell you what I need to tell you without you saying anything and then after that you can do whatever you want.” “Okay…” Jake said, still confused and concerned. “This is all my fault” Brian sighed. “Just before we met up at BU, I had hooked up with this older guy, Adam. We met online. I was realizing I was gay and I was horny and really just wanted to experience shit, so I went to his house. Well, it turns out he was HIV positive, and I let him fuck me anyways. I didn’t think it was a big deal in the moment, because the meds now make it almost impossible to pass on, but then he told me he wasn’t on meds and him fucking me was going to infect me. He wouldn’t let me get away; he told me that as he was fucking me. But I let him finish! And then I let him fuck me again!” Brian’s voice was straining now, like he was finally reconciling what he had done, and he couldn’t even believe it himself. Jake opened his mouth to say something. If Brian had let him finish, he would’ve learned that he hadn’t scared Jake away yet. This sounded to him like Brian had been taken advantage of. But Brian cut him off to continue the story. “But no, that’s not even the worst part Jake. The worst fucking part is what I did after that, after you. I can’t believe I met you. You made me so fucking happy. I can’t believe I’m out to someone and have a boyfriend and am really truly happy for the first time. I love you, Jake. And that’s why I can’t fucking believe, I… I can’t understand why I fucking did this to you. I got tested after Adam, and I was negative. But I had been reading stories online about guys getting pozzed, and it had turned me on, and he knew that. I texted him and told him my results, and then he invited me over to this party his friend was throwing, and I went. And it was a fucking sex party. They fucking got me to go there so he and his fucking old gay friends could fuck me! I must have gotten fucked by like 5 or 6 guys, I don’t even remember! I cheated on you!” he cried. “I fucking cheated on you Jake… I’m so sorry!” Brian hopped up from the table and paced around, still crying, throwing his hands up and down in his own disbelief about what he was admitted. Jake just sat there, stunned. “And they fucking pozzed me. And I let them. I let them do this to me. I went to that party and I knew they were probably poz and what it could do and I went there anyways. I slept with all those guys, even though I had you. I don’t know why, Jake. I can’t explain it. And I’m so sorry. I am so, so sorry. I’ve ruined everything. You are fucking amazing and I can’t believe you even liked me and then I went and threw it all away and did something totally fucking unforgivable!” Brian stopped pacing, wiped the tears from his eyes with his arm, and looked straight at Jake, though keeping his distance. “I love you.” He paused and allowed the silence to have his moment. “That probably sounds ridiculous now… I certainly haven’t acted like it. But I do. And that’s why I had to tell you. I got that email today and I knew I had to tell you as soon as possible. I should’ve told you earlier… I shouldn’t have done it. But I did, and I had to tell you, so that you know everything and know this wasn’t about you, it was about me fucking up and ruining this for both of us. And, well, all I can say now is I’m sorry.” Jake had followed through on his promise. He let Brian finish without interrupting. But then, when Brian did finish, he didn’t have anything to say. Brian could empathize with the look on Jake’s face; he probably had the same one a few hours earlier when he read that email. Stunned into stillness. Total disbelief. Jake couldn’t form words; he could barely form thoughts. So he, got up, walked past Brian to his car, and drove away.

The party would down by the early hours of the morning, with a handful of guests sprawled onto couches and beds, Jake found himself curled up next to clint gently snoring, his sticky prick still semihard and his hole leaking a pungent pink mixture of poz cum and virgin blood, Jake glanced at his growing erection and stroked it gently. Last night had been amazing, clints tight boyhole gripped and tugged the hungry tops fat cock for all its jizz. he may have been straight, but once his ass got a taste of mancock the primal urges took control. The chems worked wonders to make clint focus only on the cock in his guts, pounding him to orgasm and planting its tainted seed. Jake gently slid his cockhead through the river of cum in clints asscrack, getting nice and slick. "every boys ass lusts for cock i guess" he thought to himself, remembering Mikeys thick fat tool pounding the cum out of him and into Clint. The seed felt cool as it oozed from his cunt. it felt right, like he was supposed to use his ass to take a mans hot cum amd make it his. Jake couldnt imagine ever being as cockthirsty as Seth or Mikey, but he could understand how a warm thick cock in hole could easily turn him into a cumdump. Jake looked down at Clints tight ass and gently began returning his cock where it belonged, deep inside the boy. As he pressed the head inside, Clint gave a sigh and a moan. "wakey wakey buddy, it feels like you missed me" Jake whispered into the boys ear as he slid home into the hot hole. "oh god. hngh...oh god no please you have to stop." Jake gripped Clints hips and held him in place. "Now thats no way to say good morning is it? Do you remember who I am?" The boy glanced over his shoulder and sighed, "Jake. Jake please dont do this i-" the boys futile plea was cut short by his own gasp as Jake bumped gently into his prostate. "Sure we can clint. We're just two guys having a little fun. Relax and let me get you hard" jake changed his angle and banged into the boys sensitive gspot once again, eliciting a grunt of protest and pleasure as clint looked down to see his eighteen year old cock thicken. "please dont cum in me Jake" Jake smiled and reassured the boy as he guided clints hand to his cock. "Stroke for me now, that a boy. Clint i spent all last night making your pussy drink my cum. dont you want a little more?" Clint sighed, listening to the lewd sound of the jizz sloshing around in his body as Jake fucked an undeniably perfect tempo. "y-youre dont have anything do you?" he panted, his hips betraying his body and gently rocking to meet the poz cock with every stroke. "just a nice big dick clint. you can be honest with me, doesnt a nice big dick inside you feel so good?" Clint groaned and tucked his head into the pillow. "i know baby i know, "Jake soothed the boy. "just enjoy me, let my cock in nice and deep. youre so beautiful when youre being fucked clint. did you know that? last night I took your virgin hole and turned it into something special. Do you feel me inside you?" "yes, ungh, god yes" clint whined, "why are you doing this to me?" he panted. "Because you were made to do this clint. Before when you fucked girls im sure the sex was great but after today, your little pink hole is going to be hungry too. You can cum and cum all you want but it will never feel as good as when I fill you up inside." Clint alternated between sobbing and moaning, totally broken, he offered no resistance to Jakes creamy fuck stick as it pistoned into his young body again and again. "now now none of that baby. here, lets turn over so we can see eachother." Jake slid out of the boys hole with a noisy slurp and laid on his back. as clint panted, staring at him. "we gotta finish up baby, straddle me." Clint sighed and did as he was told, straddling the tops powerful abs. Clint had never noticed how much bigger Jake was than him, comparing his cock to Jakes seemed an impossible feat. How did he take that inside his body? "now look at me, lift your hips, and lets put that nice big fat cock back inside your pretty pussy." Jake waited for Clint to sit forward and soon enough, felt his small hand wrap around his thick member. Jake slid his hands to clints ass and spread his cheeks open. "good boy, find your little pink cumhole." Clint resented Jakes terminology until he touched his fingers to his asshole and found he was leaking a thick sticky slime from his butt. Clint paused to play with his ass a little, dipping a finger tentatively inside. Maybe jake was right about him. Did he even like girls? His ass was on fire for Jakes big dick and Jake knew it. taking a deep breath, he slowly sat down on Jakes cock, first the head, then the shaft, and finally he came to rest with Jake fully embedded in him with a warm sloppy gurgle. Clint blushed, looking down at his precum leaking on Jakes toned abs he stared back to jake confused. "there ya go. see how easy you did it? I told you, you were made to get fucked." Jake smiled, knowing most of the reason lied within the boy. Jakes thick poz cum was still sloshing around inside him, loosening the hole and making it slippery enough to casually fuck whenever he wanted. "now" Jake took the boys hand and returned it to his cock. "up and down" Clint began working his cock, and as he did, his hips seemed to automatically begin rising and falling on their own, grinding on Jakes cock. "Good job clint! how do you feel?" Jake rested his hands on the boys hips. "nnngh, fucking goooood." he hissed. "atta boy just keep going, let those balls get nice and tight, and shoot a big load for me" Jake massaged the boys scrotum as he plunged down harder and harder on Jake. "lets see if we can time it together Clint, im so close to cumming" Clint registered the throb of his cock and made one final plea. "Just, can you pull it out?" he moaned. "not in my ass again" Clint felt almost lewd with the amount of spooge currently gurgling away in his belly and figured he might at least try to save some dignity. "no baby just a little more besides, it feels best when you let guys cum in you. Keep riding youre doing fine baby. once you start cumming youll milk me while I cum. its like your body knows to take it. its natural!" Jake gave the boys sack one final squeeze and as his eyes shot open, Clint blew the longest, thickest load of his young life. Time stood still as Jake watched the boys prick belch cum across his chest. wasting no time, he pushed fully into the boys rippling hole and began breeding him once again. Clint collapsed, coating himself in his own cum on jakes chest and softly moaning as Jake ran his fingers through the boys hair, and held his toxic cock inside the hole a while longer.

Jake reached down to work the boys soft prick and was reminded as seth whispered into his ear "no sweetie that wont work. Tina makes them soft as a feather and hungry as a horse" "tina?" Jake absently wondered if that was a drug the boy had been administered at some point. Whatever Seth did to him the first night they met made it practically impossible to resist surrendering his load. "Was Seth a doctor?" he naively pondered as he watched the teens dribbling cock bounce lazily against his moist abs. "you feel so good inside chris" Jake encouraged the boy. "can you give me a little squeeze?" Jake was now fully obsessed with the boys sucking cunt, eager to see him participate. Chris just nodded and Jake was rewarded with a powerful tug from the newly minted bottoms creamy hole. Weeks ago Jake hadnt so much as teased a bareback hole, now he was calmly feeding his thick rod into a boy who not hours ago belonged to a nice young lady. Chris was his now though, he thought. Seth peeled back Chris' foreskin and began tickling and teasing his sensitive glans as Mikey held his attention, stroking his thick cock inches from the boys lips as he continued to receive Jakes cock. "wow" Chris remarked as he reached up to grip the drooling prick. "isnt it pretty?" mikey offered the glistening cock with its shiny gauged metal piercing to the boy freely as Chris began to instinctively pump the fuck muscle, staring into its dribbling piss slit, and watching his pendulous balls swing. "arent big cocks nice Chris?" seth remarked. "yeah" chris moaned as precum flowed onto his chest. "taste me" mikey whispered as he pushed his hips forward and nudged the boys lips. instinctively Chris opened his mouth and slipped mikeys head inside, sucking its salty precum as he continued to fist the cock. "im goma gum" the boy mumbled around the head of mikeys cock as Seth lifted his hand away. It was important for chris to associate cumming with his hole, Just as mikey had, and he watched as Jake fucked a pleasant stream of warm cum out of his limp dick. "open" mikey panted, as he placed his thumb to the boys chin he watched as the boy willfully pumped gobs of his own poz seed into his waiting mouth until it began to overflow. "now swallow. good boy" mikey approvingly guided the boy through drinking a toxic load as he looked back up and smiled. "Chris I think Jake needs to cum" seth remarked. For all his mischief, Jake had to admit the corrupting little power bottom had a condescending habit of knowing just when he would cum. "do you wanna pull it out and shoot on Chris?" seth glanced at the boys reaction to the idea. "wait no dont do that" chris moaned. "why not chris? Jakes gotta cum somewhere" seth plied the young man as Jake edged closer to orgasm. "because it feels so good in my butt please just...keep going. can you cum in me?" chris bargained and seth smiled approvingly. "i dont know Jake, do you wanna cum in his hole?" seth continued his contemptuous questioning knowing Jake wasnt thinking about his poison prick except that he needed release. "Dont worry baby i wont pull it out, I'll cum in you" Jake reassured the pensive boy as Chris smiled in relief. "there we go, almost there now. Chris why dont you give his big cock a nice squeeze" Seth coaxed the boy as he smeared his cum around his chest. "oh yeah here..mmh" Chris grunted, as Jake began to pound harder. "let him know chris, tell him he can cum in your boypussy" seth instructed the dazed bottom. "c-cum in my pussy" chris grunted, flexing his tight hole once again. Seth grinned as he watched Jake slam home in the teen and he began to pant heavily. "there we go" seth whispered as he gently rubbed the boys stomach. "you did it chris! you made jakes cock cum in your boypussy." Seth congratulated the grinning young man on obediently participating in his own infection. "im POSITIVE jake likes your pussy a lot" seths words send Jake crashing back to earth as he watched the twitching pink mancunt instinctively continue milking. "thank you Jake, oh wow, this was amazing. Your dick is just..its really great" Chris panted, as the thick member slowly left his hungry gaping hole. "ya know, its only polite to clean that pretty cock after hes done Chris." "oh gosh im sorry" chris looked at seth. "what do i do?" he pleaded, worried his next actions might determine if Jake ever decided to fuck that amazing dick into his guts again. "here, nice and close. See all that cream on his dick? Lick it all up" seth instructed, as he carefully guided the wobbly boy to Jakes prick, and began instructing him on how to suck, Jake watched Chris slurp and gulp the poz cream and ass juice up.

Seth shoveled a handful of coins from his pocket and popped another fistful of quarters into the washer. "speed queen" he snickererd as he glanced at the machines worn branding. "me too baby" he thought. biting his lip, he stared across the street at the adult book store and back at the weathered readout on the noisy appliance. "how much cock could I suck in 34 minutes" seth absentmindedly toyed with his glans through his running shorts as the idea of a quick fuck and fill entered his mind before the front door rang out with customers. Two kids, a wife, and an absolutely delicious latin daddy in worn construction pants made a bee line for the row of machines adjacent to him as Seth forgot the store and fought to stop oggling the mans tanned build and thick tattooed chest that was framed perfectly in his tanktop. As they settled in, the man headed for the bathroom and seth wandered over to the television. "Te gustan los dibujos animados?" Seth chimed with a pretty smile, as he hopped atop the washers to flip the set from the mumblings of a golf tournament to a colorful cartoon, and raise the volume up a few notches. "Gracias" the busy young wife beamed, as Seths distraction worked like a treat he stripped off his shirt, chucked it into the running washer, and he made his way to the bathroom. "man its hot outside" seth remarked, stepping next to the married man at the cheap trough urinal. "you said it." he remarked casually. Seth watched the mans thick brown cock surrender its piss to the cold metal trough and for a moment wished it were him. "I was going to go for a run today. I dont know how you can stand those jeans. running shorts are a lot more comfortable" seth chirped as he lowered the shorts just enough to display the crack of his thick tight ass. "I bet" the man croaked, now openly staring at seths form. "Underwear is important in the heat too. You gotta wear something breathable" seth stepped closer, and leaned down to the mans exposed cock to run his fingertips along the waistband of his boxers. "guys chafe sometimes in boxers but I learned a trick from a friend to handle that. wanna see?" Seth didnt wait for an answer as he slipped the dripping tool into his mouth and down his throat. Seth continued to work the musky prick until it was nice and hard, confident the mans groans would go unnoticed over the din of the television. As the man began to pull back reluctantly, Seth dragged him back in and continued fondling his bloated cum filled sack in one hand as he slipped drool soaked fingers into his thirsty poz pussy. "fuck me" seth commanded as he leaped off the mans glistening tool and slipped his shorts off. for a brief moment nothing but the cacophony of the television and the sound of his chiding wife could be heard. "I cant do this im married" confessed the man. Seth was in no mood to be denied. Turning to lock eyes with the man, he made his demand clear. "fuck me, or I will tell her you did anyway." "please dont do this." Seth grew impatient with the mans futile request and wrapped his fingers around his bobbing slippery tool. stepping closer, he stood his leg on the trough edge and pressed the mans leaking head between his cheeks. "push" seth coldly instructed, and was rewarded with daddys nice thick head. "nice" seth sighed as the mans breathing became ragged. "keep going, nice and deep. fuck my juicy hot hole daddy" seth encouraged, and was rewarded with ever more married mancock in his thristy hole. For a time, nothing was really heard but the roar of the television, the giggle of the mans children outside, and the melodic clap of daddys balls against seths welcoming ass. "im going to cum" the man moaned and as he drew back, Seth moved to grip his swollen nuts and slip him back inside. "Inside daddy, cum inside the nice hot hole" seth encouraged, and the man continued to drive his meat into the conniving bottoms cunt. Finally, with a long low moan, the former father of the year obediently pumped his load into seth as he drained his own balls onto the bathroom floor. sliding off the panting mans glistening tool, seth smiled. "nothing like a thick daddy cock and a warm load of cum." The man struggled to tug his jeans up as seth slid his shorts back over his ass and headed to the door. Seth spent the remainder of the dry cycle alternating between folding clothes and glancing at the now ashamed looking father. just as he was leaving, seth met the mans eyes, reached back to dip a finger into his insatiable hole, and suck it clean with a smile. Mikey lazily rode atop Jakes swollen spent member, luxuriating in the triumph of draining the boy again as jake reached out to stroke the boys hypnotically large cock. "make me cum" mikey moaned, as Seth opened the door to pleasantly find the two still fucking on the couch. "you two look so pretty" seth encouraged enviously as he leaned down to kiss mikey. "dont mind me Jake, just fuck the pretty boy and cum nice and deep." he instructed. "here" Mikey adjusted the angle of his cock to meet Jakes face as he continued stroking the thick warm prick. "open" mikey panted, and pushed jakes lips apart as he drove down hard on Jakes drenched fuck stick and began to cum. "oh god yes" mikey groaned, as the first rope of thick poz seed painted the boys sweaty chest, the second third and fourth reached their mark and into Jakes panting mouth. still riding, Mikey reached up to push the dazed boys chin closed and whispered, "drink it up" Jake needed no encouragement as he gulped the salty load down and mikey began collecting more to feed him.

Agree. Eating out a nice hole is something I never miss out on. Love it too much.

For me, it isn't the taboo part or feeling slutty that is the best. Rather, I like that it strips everything right down to the most basic animalistic urge. It is all about getting off, like a dog or rabbit in heat who just has that primal urge to spread its seed. All I am thinking about is squirting my load into a hole. There is no more pure feeling of lust and horniness and testosterone than when I am at a bathhouse in a dark corner, stroking my engorged cock (as two or three or four other guys are doing the same thing standing in the heat right next to me), waiting my turn to jam my dick into a bottom who is bent over and taking all our cum. That feeling when I first slide in and I feel the warmth of the bottom's hole and the wetness of other guys' cum in his ass is indescribable. After I pump a few thrusts and then squirt deep, adding my cum to the mix, I pull out and I am completely and overwhelmingly sated. To get that kind of build up and ultimate release, I don't want to know ANYTHING about any of the other guys in that dark corner or about the bottom with an ass full of our cum. I just want to know that he is a hole that will willingly accept my hard cock and any other presented to him. It's solely about an animalistic, primal need to fuck and breed -- male sex in its purest, rawest form. I've also had romantic sex as part of a relationship, and it is great. But anonymous sex takes the sex part and distills it down to its purest form -- and every so often, there is NOTHING better!

When I koved 5 years ago I hired 3 Mexicans from Home Depot. I had my Spanish speaking friend write out for me after the move was finished: I'll pay each of you $100 extra to fuck my ass, let me eat your ass amd drink your piss. They all took me up on the offer, amd when I dropped them off back at HD, I got 3 more Mexicans (behind dumpster across the street) but only had to pay them $20 each.