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------- Chapter 2.4 - Hoping For One And Hitting The Jackpot ------- The guys were lounging in the hot tub, enjoying the warm, bubbly water. Joe dug into the cooler and passed new beers around. "This is the last round or someone, cough cough Ric, has to go upstairs and get more beer" Joe said. Ric and Kyle both laughed. "My rates for being a pool boy are pretty high. I don't know if you can afford me" Ric said, winking at Joe. "We're dual income, no kids. We can cover it. But... uh... what if we hire you as an extra in a porn flick, is that cheaper? The pool boy always works hard and gets nailed in those vids" Joe joked. All three were chuckling when a guy came up and asked "Room for one more?" The guys looked him over, seeing a tall strawberry blond guy with broad shoulders, military haircut, dense scruff on his face, trimmed chest hair, rainbow trunks with a very full pouch and hairy legs. Joe guessed he was about five years older than him. The smile on the guy's face was big as he waited for a reply. After a long pause while they checked him out, Joe said "Of course. But we're out of beer, so we're not going to be very good hosts." "I'll just enjoy he scenery, then" the guy replied. A moment after he sat into the spa he introduced himself - "By the way, I'm Bradley. I just moved in a couple weeks ago." "Hi Bradley, I'm Kyle, that's my partner Joe and our friend Ric. We just moved in too" Kyle said, pointing out each guy as he talked. "Oh... Partner. I guess you guys are off limits, then" Bradley said, looking disappointed. Joe smiled. "Partners, yes. Monogamous, no. We play together or apart. Just ask Ric" he said. The smile came back to Bradley's face right away. "So I take it all of you guys are gay?" he asked. The three all nodded. Joe then replied "Oh yeah. I think there is one token straight guy in the complex, but I'm not sure. If I open up a cruising app around here it looks like I'm up in the city during Folsom." "I'm guessing from the trunks that you're queer too?" Kyle asked. "Gay and proud. Out since I was 14" Bradley replied. Joe got out of the water and said "I'm gonna go recycle. Be right back" and wandered back to the main building. Bradley turned to Ric and asked "You and the guy pissing like ink and metal. Is there a good tattoo place around here?" Ric smiled and laughed. "Well, we all have some ink and it's all been done by the same guy. He just happens to be a thousand miles from here. We're all recent transplants" Ric explained. Kyle stood up in the hot tub and climbed up on the edge, so his biohazard tattoo was now visible. Bradley looked over and nodded as Ric did the same. "Matching tattoos? But I thought your partner was the other guy?" Bradley asked. "It's a club tattoo and mine is smaller than his" Ric explained. Kyle laughed and said "His tattoo is smaller, but his dick sure isn't." "Must be an interesting club. Most gay guys that have a biohazard tat are poz" Bradley said, glancing back and forth between Kyle and Ric. Joe walked up and as he was getting into the tub Bradley asked "Are you in the same club these guys are? You have a different tat than they do." Joe laughed. "Yeah, my club tat is on my leg, the scorpion was a gift" he said, chuckling as he turned around to show Bradley his calf. "Damn. I'm feeling left out" Bradley said, chuckling. "It's easy to get you into the club, it's just that out here you don't get a free tattoo" Kyle explained. "Oh? How's that?" Bradley asked, innocently. "As you said, gay guys that have a biohazard tat are usually poz. Some are undetectable, but we're not. We just have to share our bug with you and you'll be in the club in no time" Kyle said, grinning. "Fuck... You serious?" Bradley asked. "Only if you are" Joe replied. "Why would I want to do something as crazy as that?" Bradley asked. "Do you fuck raw?" Ric asked and got "Usually" from Bradley. "You on prep?" asked Kyle and Bradley shook his head "no." Ric rubbed the growing bulge in his trunks and asked "Top or bottom?" "Bottom" Bradley mumbled, barely audible over the pool jets. Joe smiled and said "Its just a matter of time, then. Hell, you might already be poz and not even know it." "Do I look sick to you? I'm in perfect shape. Besides, I'm careful" Bradley replied. "Yeah, you are in great shape. I think you'd look hot as hell bent over with three sexy poz guys taking turns on that hot ass of yours. We don't look sick, do we?" Joe asked. Before Bradley could answer, Kyle said "Careful? How? By hitting on guys in a hot tub that all advertise their status? Ya know, there's lots of guys out there that don't even know they're poz and they keep on fuckin around, passin their bug along to unsuspecting bottoms like you." Ric moved closer to Bradley, rubbing his fingers over the furry chest and his hard nips. His hand dropped into the water and squeezed the large bulge in Bradley's trunks. He leaned in and said "There's no guarantees. Some guys get it with one fuck, some need lots more. The risk, though, makes for some really hot sex." Joe moved in next and was standing on the other side of Bradley, his hand softly stroking Bradley's back. "When you came over to the hot tub you were hoping to get fucked by all three of us, weren't you?" Joe asked. "Uh... I was hoping for maybe one... I never expect more than that" Bradley replied. "A hot stud like you? I'd think you'd have no problem finding dick" Kyle said, now standing in front of Bradley. "Too many fuckin' bottoms around. I figured my chances of finding a top were better with three of you" Bradley said, almost forgetting about the HIV issue until he looked up and saw Kyle standing there with the tattoo just above his straining swim trunks. "You hit the jackpot, Bradley. All three of us are versatile. We love to top just as much as bottom. You ever have three guys use you at the same time?" Joe asked. "Fuck... Uh... only in my dreams. Most I had was two and they were one after the other" Bradley replied. "Just say yes and we can give you an afternoon you'll remember" Ric said, pinching Bradley's left nipple. Kyle smiled and he could see Bradley struggle between the desire to get fucked by three guys at once and the consequences. They stood there another minute with nothing more being said and Bradley looking stunned. First, Kyle backed away and a few moments later, Joe did the same, going back to his spot on the other side of the tub. Ric stayed next to Bradley another half minute and then he too, moved back to his old spot after rubbing Bradley's chest one more time. "I'm out of beer. Guess it's time to head back. Nice to meet you Bradley. Good luck finding some neg dick" Kyle said, winking over at Joe and then Ric. Ric got out of the hot tub first and started drying off, Kyle did the same a few seconds later. "Apartment 237. Give me five minutes before you come up. I don't want anyone to know we're hooking up if they saw the tats" Bradley said before climbing out of the hot tub. Joe chuckled and watched Bradley towel off and grab his water bottle and sunscreen. They waited a few minutes after Bradley got inside he building and then collected their stuff. They dumped the empty beer cans into the trash before following Joe out of the pool area. Joe even led them towards a different door than Bradley used before climbing the stairs to the second floor in search of number 237. The door was ajar when they got there and Kyle tapped before walking in. Bradley stood there, staring back at them, visibly nervous. Soon he was surrounded by three horny guys, all pawing at his body. Seconds later Bradley's trunks were on the floor and a few seconds after that it was joined by three more swimsuits. Two hands pushed on each of his shoulders and Bradley was on his knees, staring at three quickly hardening cocks. He was no stranger being in this position and started working from side to side, sucking each of the cocks in front of him. Thirty minutes of oral stimulation had Joe ready to get a closer look at Bradley's ass. A few whispers and Bradley was on all fours, Ric was on his knees with Bradley sucking his cock while Ric sucked Kyle. Joe was licking the chlorine and sweat off of Bradley's ass. The longer his tongue worked over the furry ass, the more relaxed Bradley got. A few minutes later, the sounds coming from Bradley almost sounded like purring. Ric had one hand resting on Bradley's head and the other on Kyle's bare ass. Joe worked some spit into Bradley's hole with his finger, adding a few gobs more until he decided it was ready for some cock. Ric saw Joe line his rigid shaft up and held tighter on Bradley's head. A loud moan came out of Bradley, around Ric's cock, as Joe pushed inside. With a final tug on his hips, Joe's bare cock was fully planted inside. Joe was surprised how easily Bradley took his whole cock and was plowing in and out seconds later. As Joe's thrusts got harder, Ric's cock got pushed into Bradley's throat. Ric felt Bradley gag slightly the first few times and then his cock pushed in deeper as he relaxed more. A few minutes later, Kyle pulled away, whispering "Getting too close." Joe's thrusts started to get slower and he looked up at Kyle, winking. Kyle smiled back, knowing that he should get ready to take Joe's place soon. Soon was only four thrusts later, when Joe groaned as his cock pumped a half dozen shots of viral cum into Bradley's ass. Ric felt Bradley freeze the moment Joe drove in the last time and knew that he'd gotten his first toxic load. Kyle slid easily into the cummy hole and Joe came back over Ric's waiting mouth. He licked over the still hard shaft, tasting Joe's seed and Bradley's ass. When most of the coating was gone, Ric swallowed Joe's shaft. Kyle knew he was close when he entered Bradley and the thrusts from his pierced cock didn't help. He started with hard thrusts and was soon pounding the sloppy hole, the PA tugging with each stroke and the ladder of barbell piercings sending rippling waves of pleasure through his body. Bradley started to get into it and began rocking his body back on to Kyle's cock and then forward onto Ric's. After several minutes, Kyle reached his limit and plowed in, burying his shaft into Bradley's hole and started to cum. He grunted a few times as his seed mixed with Joe's inside Bradley's unprotected gut. Ric smiled as he watched Kyle breed the neg hole and slowly pulled his cock from Bradley's mouth. He waited a moment for Kyle to pull out and then pushed his cock into the very slick hole. Even with the two other guys opening up Bradley's ass, Ric stretched him even further. Bradley groaned as Ric drove his cock slowly into the tight sleeve. Once he was half way in, he started to pull back. Shoving back in, Ric started with shorter strokes, enjoying the cum filled hole and firm pressure on his shaft. Just like Kyle, the oral stimulation had gotten him close when he started fucking. He had decided not to get real rough with Bradley, trying to extend the fuck as long as possible, but the sounds coming out of Bradley's mouth showed he was really feeling Ric's shaft. The strokes got longer after a few more minutes and Ric gripped the bottom's hips to start plowing a little harder. Ric tried a few tricks to prolong the fuck, but fifteen minutes after he had entered Bradley, his cock was starting to throb and he knew he couldn't wait much longer. Ric's cock showered Bradley's colon with his load, adding to the viral pool already inside him. "Oh fuck!" Bradley screamed out, shooting his own load all over the floor. The spasms from his hole milked a few more spurts from Ric's cock. Once both of their orgasms had ended and they had rested a moment, Ric pulled his cock free and watched the hole slowly close up. "I'm gonna be feelin' this for a few days. I've never felt so sore or full of cum in my life" Bradley said, laying flat on his stomach on the floor. Kyle looked down and saw the puddle of pink cum on the floor, staining the cream colored rug and knew that their piercings had torn him up pretty good. Joe chuckled and said "That was a lot of fun. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Let us know if you want a repeat some time" before pulling his trunks back on. With Kyle and Ric also dressed, the three walked out of the apartment, grinning.

Chapter 8 I looked into dads eyes. He held my gaze and our eyes locked onto each other. The pain was sharp and I wanted it to end but looking at dad stopped me from resisting any further. I was safe. This was my dad. He was going to take care of me. But he had the head of his cock inside me. My dad. But all the hits from the pipe and the bottle made it easy to put those thoughts to the side and focus on what we were here for. Fucking. The pain was new though and I noticed that my cock was soft because of it. "Take deep breaths in and out. It will make this easier ok? I'm not going to hurt you son." He was hurting me now but I did as he said and took a deep breath in through my nostrils and then let it go out of my mouth. "That's it son. Just like that." I took another deep breath in. When I let it go, dad pushed more of his cock inside me. The pain went from sharp to something more like intense pressure in my hole. As he pushed his cock deeper, I could feel my hole stretching for it. My exhale came with a sigh of pleasure at the end. Dad closed his eyes tight like he was in pain but it seemed to pass quickly. He opened his eyes and looked back down at me. "You are so tight son. I almost came you feel so good. Are you ok?" I nodded first. "Yeah dad" I whispered. "Are you all the way in?" Dad chuckled. He grabbed my hand and pulled it down to his cock. There was still so much of it left! I wrapped my hand around the base of dads cock and thats when I realized. I looked over to where the bowl where the pipe was laying. "Uh dad do we need a condom?" He smiled at the question. "That's the beauty of what we're doing Coop. You trust me right? Do you trust your dad?" I nodded again. "Son I want your first time to be as pure and natural as it ever will be. This first time should be raw son. Nothing between you and your dad. What you feel pushing in you son," he began pushing more of his cock into me, "is your dad's bare cock going deeper into the hole I made." My eyes went wide at those words. I hadnt thought about it that way. He made me. I always knew that, sure, but right now as we were getting as close as two people could, it hit me that I was losing my virginity to the man who brought me into the world. That should have made me feel at least confused but I noticed that my cock was hard as steel again as I stroked it and moaned softly. "Yeah? Is it starting to feel good son? You like how your dads cock feels inside you?" Again, I nodded. "Youre inside me dad. You feel....oh dad....feels...so deep." His eyes widened at those words and suddenly I felt him thrust deep in me and I heard and felt his balls slap against my ass. I lost my breath for a second as my body took on the force of dads thrust. I closed my eyes and tried not to make it look like the shock also came with pain. I could feel the fullness of dads cock in me. "Now son. Now I'm all the way deep inside you. You have all of your dads cock up in you son. Raw. Just as its supposed to be." I nodded still working to breathe away the pain. He held himself there propped up above me. I could tell he was giving me time to work this out. And after a couple of deep breaths, it was just the pressure again. Something must have shown in my face because as I relaxed more, dad brought the weight of his body back down on top of mine and whispered in the ear closer to the wall, "You feel so good Coop. I love you so much son." "I love you too dad" I whimpered. Dad pressed his lips to mine and we began making out again, our passion and love all in that kiss. "So fucking hot" I heard one of the guys say, reminding me that we werent alone. Having dad pop my cherry was so intense I almost forgot the three guys watching. I tried to look over through my peripheral vision and couldnt make out any real details but it was clear that they were totally focused on us. We were putting on a show. Me and my dad letting guys watch our incestuous act. All this running in my brain while dad and I were making out somehow made me even harder and I felt dad press himself harder against me and inside me like he wanted to get even deeper. I met his weight by pushing up against him and wrapping my legs around his waist again. Thats when I felt him start to rock inside me. Slow at first not pulling out much but gradually working into a slow rhythm of fucking. The pressure was subsiding now and I was starting to feel him hit what must have been the spot he rubbed when he fingered me. His cock had found it and it made me moan when dads raw thickness brushed up against it. Dad lifted himself onto his knees not altering his speed. Keeping it steady and long. He was pulling almost all the way out and leaving only the head in and then slowly pushing back balls deep into me. It almost felt like a tease. I didnt want him to pull out but that motion would get that spot. "You guys like what you see?" I looked at the guys and they didnt need words to answer dads question. The look on all of their faces I figured out later was need. Dad and I were experiencing something they wouldnt be able to. This was special and this was probably the closest they were ever going to come to incest, to family sex that was this loving and connected. "My sons hole is so tight, wrapping around my raw cock." He leaned back slightly and Grant came closer to the bed getting a close up look at dads cock slowly pushing back into me and causing me to moan in pleasure. His huge cock was dripping pre cum as he stroked it. Seeing dad inside my hole he hissed a long "fuuuuuuck." "Dad your cock feels so good." I wanted to help dad with what he was doing by making things dirty and twisted the way all these guys seemed to like it. I did get a reaction but they were grunts from the guys. They were beyond words now. "Yeah son?" We weren't whispering anymore. "Your hole feels so good around my raw cock. You are so beautiful son." "You made me dad." And even though we were doing this for the guys, it was still working on us and that definitely worked on dad as his face turned just then. He looked like he was focusing, concentrating really hard, and he sped up his fucking too. "Oh fuck son. My beautiful son. Perfect...fuck...fuck...I'm gonna...oh I'm close son." He unwrapped my legs and pulled them up bent at the knees so my feet were planted against his chest. As his thrusts got faster he kept hitting that spot over and over and it was getting me to my edge too. "Dad youre hitting that....oh dad....youre gonna...make...me...cum too dad." "Let me see that load son. Spray that cum everywhere son! I'm gonna breed you son. You want that? You want the cum that made you shooting deep in you son?" "Yeah dad! Fuck the cum out of me dad! Breed your son dad I want that cum dad!" And that did it. My cock just started spraying rope after rope of cum, my body just convulsing and losing total control. I was only stable on the bed because at the same time, dad thurst hard into me and I could feel his full weight pressed against my hole as he screamed out with his head tilted back "I'm cumming in you son. Take this load of the cum that fucking made you!" I swear guys in the hall would have been able to hear it. Dad stayed in that position while he came what seemed at least as big a load as mine. His body kept spazzing too up against my hole. It was so hot realizing that dad was shooting his cum in me. I hadnt ever thought about that before. Dad had taken my virginity. When he finally came out of his cum haze he leaned back down and lay on top of me making out. I was still coming down from my own orgasm, easily the biggest and best I had ever had before. And it was dad who gave it to me. I wrapped my arms around him. I was in love with this man. Yes, the way a son should love a dad but also in love with him. I didnt want to leave this moment in my life. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen" I heard Luke say. Dad and I turned to them and saw that they were still stroking their cocks. Either they came and stayed hard or hadnt cum yet. I didnt see any cum but mine in the room. Some of my ropes of cum hit the wall next to and behind the bed. Dad turned from them back to me. "You up for more?"

Hey guys I wanted to make sure I got this next chapter up quick after the wait lately. Thanks for your patience! This chapter sets up what I have planned in my head for the rest of the story. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 9 Dad's smile had that look like he was up to something. RIght now I didnt care about what happened next. "Do you mind if we just stay like this for a minute dad?" I was still panting a little from the intensity of my most intense orgasm ever and I just wanted to be close to this man who just took my virginity. This man I had just realized I was in love with. Dad. "Of course son" he smiled. "We are gonna need to move eventually for these guys." I turned to them and saw they were still watching us intently and stroking their hard cocks. "Wow." Maybe it was that coming down to earth feeling you have after you cum but it only hit me then how big their cocks were and that there were three of them. Were they the "more" that dad was asking about? I looked back up at dad who was still pressed on top of me and inside me. I think he could tell I was feeling some hesitation. "It's ok Coop. You trust me right?" "I do dad." "I'm going to be right with you as long as you want. I won't let anything happen to you that you dont want to happen. You just give me the signal. And you guys understand right?" The other guys grunted their yesses and then dad said to me in more of a whisper "I'm never gonna let anyone hurt you Coop. I love you son. Youre safe with me ok?" I nodded. Grant cleared his throat and that took me out of the moment between me and dad. He was trying to get our attention and it worked. "How would you guys feel about moving this to my room? Might be more fun there" He smirked the same smirk dad had before. Something mischievous. He turned to Luke and Dominic. "You guys up for it?" Without saying anything they began to move and gather themselves releasing their cocks and trying to cover them with their small towels. "We'll go ahead and wait for you two. Looks like you might want a few minutes of privacy." He winked at dad at that. "We won't be long" dad said. I had no idea what was going on. Luke opened the door and the three men walked out, Grant last who closed the door behind him. Dad turned his full attention back to me. "You ok Coop?" "Yeah dad. I think so. What is going to happen in the other room?" "Im not completely sure but I have some ideas. I promise you I wont let you get hurt and if youre not up for anything I think we can trust those guys to respect our boundaries." "Boundaries? They just watched you take your sons virginity dad." I wasnt really trying to be funny but we both chuckled at that before dad got a little more serious. "I just want this night to be about fun and pleasure for you Coop. You mean everything to me and Im so happy that i could be part of this night." "You're more than just a part. Youre still inside me dad." I was trying to be funny then but hearing that made his cock flex and it made that tingling rush of electricity run through me and I gasped at that feeling that I wanted to keep in a bottle so I could have it whenever I wanted. "You know what I mean Coop. Youre everything to me and I know some people really have problems with what we just did but..." I cut him off. "Dad I get it. I'm so happy that you were my first and that you were here tonight. It was the hottest thing ill ever do in my life probably and I wouldnt change a thing." We had never talked like this to each other. We had been getting closer, for sure, but this felt like we had jumped a few levels to get here. The talk, as purely loving as it was, did get both of us hard again. Dad hadnt fully lost his hard on inside me but I could feel it beginning to stretch me just a little further out. That made me even harder and I could tell dad could feel it stiffening against his abs. "You ready to get up and see what fun is happening in Grant's room?" "Yeah dad. But can we maybe shower or rinse off first or something?" "Sure Coop.Im gonna get up and slowly pull out and then we can hit the showers." Dad lifted his weight off me and then I could feel him slowly pull his cock out of my hole, emptying me inch by inch. Finally he was all the way out and my first feeling was that I needed for it to be filled again. Was this the stuff from the pipe that made me feel that way or was I just always going to need the sensation of hard raw cock deep inside me? That wasnt something I needed to figure out now but I knew that tonight I would be getting fucked again. I needed it. As dad stood up off the bed he reached for the pipe and torch. "I cant take this out of the room with us so you up for us finishing whats left in here before we go?" "Yeah. Its fun and its fun doing it with you dad." His eyes widened and I almost thought I could see the twisted thoughts gathering in his mind. He lit the pipe and took the first hit. We passed back and forth more times than I expected. Finally dad looked into the pipe and said, "Think theres probably one more good hit left. Im gonna take it and then blow it into your mouth ok?" I didnt really understand what he meant. Was this like the way mother birds feed their young? He took the hit and then moved closer to me. Like magnets our mouths moved towards each other. I wanted to make out with dad again so bad but then he blew the smoke into my mouth and I realized what he was doing. I passed it back to him too but then we did end up in a standing passionate make out embrace both high again like we had been before. We pressed our cocks together. They were both almost fully hard again. "You feeling good Coop?" "Yeah dad." The tingling through my body from the hits made me aware of how horny I was. Or did the hits make me horny? I didnt know but it didnt matter. We would be taking care of it soon. "Dont forget Coop. We're here for pleasure right?" I nodded. "So if anything doesnt feel good or you dont think its gonna turn into something good, just give me the signal and I'll get us out ok?" "Ok." This was the dad that I knew before tonight. The one who was serious about taking care of me when we were together. We didnt know each other super well before this summer but he always treated me like precious cargo. Tonight was just the same. This time leaving the room, we brought our towels but I took dads lead and just threw it over my shoulder. He locked the door behind him and I followed him through the maze of halls to the shower area which was like a gym shower with a bunch of shower nozzles but no curtains or walls to create separate stalls. There were two guys showering next to each other when we got there. They were talking and friendly but in the way that guys usually do at the gym. They were facing the wall and I didnt get a real look at them but they did have good bodies. We walked in and used the showers on the opposite wall from the two guys and I immediately started to wash the sweat and the cum and the smell of sex off me. Dad and I both had our backs turned to the two guys and under the shower I couldnt hear what they were talking about. I finally did turn around and when I did I noticed that they were facing us and werent talking anymore. Dad had already turned around and now all four of us got to look at each other and pretty quickly I saw that look of recognition on both their faces seeing me and looking back at dad. The two guys looked like they were a little older than dad and their cocks looked half hard. "Anybody tell you two that you look a lot alike?" one of them said. "Yeah we get that a lot. This is actually my son. This is his first time." Dads confirmation had an effect on both of their cocks. They both looked to me. "First time? For...?" "Pretty much everything." Im glad dad answered. I wasnt sure what to say and what to leave out. "Welcome son" There was something weird about being here and having a different guy call me son. I didnt know what to do with it but I felt a shiver hearing that word that ended in my cock and my hole. "Youre lucky to have a dad who will do this for you. I hope you can appreciate that." "I do." I looked over at dad and when our eyes met I felt that combination wave of love and lust for the man. My cock was definitely getting back whatever stiffness it had lost since we left the room. I could see dads cock hardening too. "Oh damn. This is more interesting than we thought." I had given us away to these two guys and for the first time I became really aware of the world that was outside of the way my relationship with dad had changed for good. In the room even with the other three guys it felt like I was living out a fantasy I never even had and now things were different and we would have to figure out who could know and who couldnt. And as that awareness arose I was still just as horny for dad than ever and I knew there was more waiting for us in Grants room. That anticipation and a little bit of embarrassment at my hard cock for dad in front of these two guys got me to turn the shower off and walk over to where we left the towels and room key. This time dad followed me and we dried off while we were still in the room. "Are you two done for the night or cleaning off before your next adventure?" Dad got bold hearing that question and threw the towel back over his shoulder and grabbed his hard cock and then mine. I was shocked for a moment but alao felt that electricity that I would feel everytime dad ever touched me. "What do you think?" dad said and then laughed. I finished toweling off and so did dad meaning he had to let go of my cock which only hardened more in his grip. "Ready Coop?" "Yeah dad." "See you men later" my dad said turning back to the two guys. "I hope so" one of them said. We went back out into the halls and for the next few minutes roamed blindly after we realized Grant never gave us his room number. But we got lucky after not too long and looked into an open room door that turned out to be his. This was a much nicer and bigger room than dads. It had a tv on the wall that the three men were watching while they all stroked their cocks. They were sitting in a row on a bed that definitely looked bigger than the one in dads room since it could fit three big men side by side with their legs at least a little spread. It was a really hot scene to see. When we crossed the doorway and into the room they all turned their attention to us. "Sorry we made you guys wait. Coop wanted to shower off first." I was so focused on the three guys on the bed that it took a minute to notice that next to the tv was a sling. I had seen it in porn before but never in person. We couldnt see what was playing on the tv from the doorway but now that we were in the room I could see it was a group scene in a hotel room. While I became transfixed on the tv, dad said to the guys, "I also didnt think it would be a good idea for me to bring the pipe around outside the room." "Dont worry abiout that. I have some stuff that will help." He paused long enough that I looked in his direction in case something went wrong that the tv had distracted me from. But he looked like he either wasnt sure what to say next or how to say what he was thinking. Finally, he turned to dad and asked, "Paul, how do you think your son here would like a slam?"

"that a boy Mark, now, was that so hard?" the boy stood in hazy eyed awe as ollie, with a loud gulp, obediently swallowed his brother seed and as he began to rise from his knees doug stopped him. "was the cum good ollie?" Doug had hardly waited for a response as he turned his attention to the medicine cabinet. Oliver blushed and nodded to no one in particular. He didnt want to make things awkward, but Marks cum felt good coating his mouth. "oh" ollie exclaimed, as a drop of Marks seed hovered at the tip of his cock, the boy reached down and quickly kissed his brothers cockhead, sucking up the last of his ambrosia without a second thought. "see how attentive he is mark? Ollie would never let that cum go to waste. he knows just how to service a big cock." Mark looked down. "sit." Doug guided the spun boy into position as marks hardon bobbed and leaked. "bonding is very important for a healthy family ollie." dougs words seemed to dance around in his ears as oliver floated along. "why not climb up and give your brother a nice big hug." Olliver shuffled hesitantly onto the exam table, straddled his brothers legs, and sighed as he pressed his weight into his brothers chest. as the boys sat, hearts pounding, doug reached between them and wrapped his strong fist around Marks prick. "hmm..." he remarked analytically. "Mark your cocks still very hard. Do you still need to cum?" doug didnt wait for an answer before firmly squeezing the boys organ, forcing a hot little drop of precum from his cockhead as he groaned in submission. "its very important to make sure you take care of this mark. boys with big cocks typically need to cum quite a bit more often than boys like ollie. Im just not sure how we can take care of this..." Doug looked with a wry grin to Oliver whos hungry gaze was now mezmerized by his own brothers fat leaking cockhead, as the gears slowly turned oliver looked up and exclaimed, "he can cum in my pu-" before realizing his own words meant carnal incest. That was no ordinary cock, it was his brothers. "speak up ollie, its rude to mumble" Doug remarked calmly, massaging Marks heavy balls as the drugs coursing through him drained all his attention to the wonderful tugging and squeezing. "brothers dont..do that..." Oliver mumbled, blushing. Doug could forgive the boy for his modesty but he wasnt interested in a final answer. "Oliver like i said, bonding is very important." Doug remarked in his usual sadistically clinical tone, mashing together equal parts of Tina and lube between his fingers as he approached the boys exposed hole. "now your brothers cock, thats a nice big one, dont you think so?" Doug pressed gently into olivers warm, cotton candy pink hole and stirred the potent mixture into the teens body. "mmngh..." Olivers discomfort registered briefly as the burning narcotic entered his system "be a good boy ollie and tell the truth, describe it to me.." Doug chided as oliver squirmed and writhed. "um, its really nice. its...thick...the cum tastes good..." Oliver grunted again as Doug pushed more of the potent goo inside him. "thats right ollie, its a big fat cock with tasty cum. and what do you have?" Dougs remarked as his fingers played in and out of the boys cockthirsty hole. "ive got a...good pussy..." oliver cooed with a sigh, "such a modest boy ollie. Ollie, good pussies arent good enough for big cocks though..." as the heat swept through the boys slender body doug registered the familiar hunger in his eyes. "no its...i mean its really really good. mmgh...its the...its perfect for big cocks..." oliver desperately blurted in retort. "thats more like it. do you think it would be good enough for your brothers cock? thats pretty special." Oliver reached down and wrapped his hand around Marks prick with a pleading look in his eye the older sibling didnt seem to register as oliver raised his hips. "Thaaats right, its time...in a minute mark, you're going to feel a little warm pressure on that big fat knob..." doug remarked softly as oliver came to rest the cock against his quivering hole, as he had done with so many others before. "just let it happen..." doug whispered with a grin. Mark watched hypnotically as Oliver slowly sank down on his cock, the two groaning as inch after inch of straight virgin penis disappeared into his own brother. "do you feel it mark? That, is the softest, warmest pussy your cock will ever feel." oliver began slowly driving himself up and down, relishing the forbidden fuck and feeding his carnal lust. "Im sure you feel a little shame right now but dont worry, in time it will be the only pussy you will ever want to feel. its natural, let it happen..." "doug watched Marks expression evolve through conflict and lust, as oliver simply plunged away, stuffing himself full of warm thick incestuous raw cock. "you know mark, hes not going to stop...Ollie knows you have cum to give him, and hes going to fuck it right out of you...its what he was made for." Marks eyes shot open as he felt his seed boiling in his balls. he was about to inseminate his own brother. Reaching up to push Oliver off Doug caught the boys feeble hand mid flight, guiding it to Olivers soft boyish hip as Mark cried out. "there you go mark, nice and deep, cum cum cum...." Doug teased as he pushed ollie gently into his brothers lap. "alllll done. such a good job you two" doug smiled as oliver reluctantly climbed off his brothers dick, "the first times always so quick, but your cocks never going to forget just how good it felt dumping all that cum into your little brother"

------- Chapter 2.3 - Dumping A Big One ------- In the morning, Kyle got up first and soon the smell of bacon cooking pulled Joe and Ric out of the bedroom. As they ate breakfast, Joe said "I thought we'd spend a few hours down at the pool and scope the guys out. There always seem to be a ton of guys on the apps cruising around here and we haven't had a chance to meet many of our neighbors." Almost everyone in the pool area stared at them when they walked past the gate. A few guys were in the pool, several on lounge chairs and surprisingly, the hot tub was empty. Joe set the cooler down and tossed his towel on a nearby chair. Kyle and Ric both dropped their towels on the same chair and looked around. A sea of eyes looked back at them as they slowly climbed into the tub. They each cracked a beer open and after a few sips, Joe picked up his phone. "27 guys within 500 feet. Looks like everyone at the pool is lookin" Joe said. Kyle kept fidgeting around, trying to find a comfortable position. "Fuck! My ass is still sore, Ric. You gotta knock guys up with just one fuck like that" Kyle said before he finished off his beer. Ric smiled and said "Not everyone gets fucked like that, but I got a good track record. From the way you fucked my face, I thought you wanted it rough. But... When I try to poz a guy, I like giving em a few doses, just to make sure. Joe looks pretty good for being a grampa a dozen times over." "I would have thought it was more than that, Ric. A sexy guy like you should be able to charge a lot of guys up" Joe said, looking up from his phone. "I only count ones I do by myself. I don't include the other half of the swim team, Marcus, the client Paul and I did or other group fucks. I had a part, but I can't claim credit for those guys. I had a couple months where almost everyone I fucked was on prep, that kept the numbers down too. And there's one time hookups or clients that I have no idea if I tagged them or not" Ric said, scanning around the pool area and feeling his cock get harder. Joe chuckled and nodded. "Speaking of which, have you started doing jobs out here yet? I know Paul was eager to do another job with you, which is pretty rare since I know he's really picky" Joe said as he kept flipping through his phone. "Not yet. I got a new number and passed it to a few people like Paul and Rawson. I need to call them back though since both said they wanted to talk. I've just been busy with school" Ric said, slowly getting out of the tub. As Ric dried off, Joe said "Yeah, you have the right priorities. You can't escort your whole life. I've found I have a lot more fun with the gigs now that there's no pressure to make money from them to eat and pay bills. And someone seems to be really horny when I come home from a client stinking of sex." "Guilty" Kyle said before laughing. "Is there a bathroom down here? I gotta piss" Ric asked. Joe gave him directions while Ric finished drying himself off and he headed into the building. He stood at the urinal pissing when a guy came in a minute later. He took the next urinal and began to pee too. "You and your friends are lookin hot over there. Are you new here?" the guy asked. Ric looked over and saw a muscled guy, who was a few inches taller than him, and smiled. He had a large tattoo on his back and another on his leg with a firm bubble butt in between. The guy's head was shaved like his face and a pair of grey eyes with a big smile that looked back at him. "The other guys just moved in. I'm visiting for the weekend" Ric said as the stream slowed to a drip. He shook his cock and then let go of the foreskin before stuffing it back into his trunks. "I hope you visit a lot. We can always use more sexy guys around here" the guy said, as he finished his piss. Both backed away before turning to face each other. They checked each other out, their eyes looking up and down. The other guy moved closer and rubbed his hand over Ric's bulge and smiled back at him. "This feels like more than a mouthful" he said before he slid a few fingers into the top of Ric's trunks. He pulled Ric into the one stall and sat down on the toilet, tugging Ric's trunks back down. "Fuck. Hung and loaded, huh?" the guy said as he lifted the stiffening shaft up and wrapped his lips around the end. Slowly he took more of Ric's cock into his mouth and worked his tongue around the hard shaft. Ric knew he was no stranger to giving head and soon had his hand on the back of the cocksucker's head. Control moved to Ric and he started to plow into the guy's mouth. He listened to make sure they weren't going to get interrupted, since the stall door was wide open and Ric's could feel the breeze on his ass. "Yeah... I hope you like playing with fire" Ric said quietly. The guy froze and pulled himself back before looking up at Ric's face. Ric saw the conflicted look in the guy's face and smiled back at him. "A blowjob is pretty safe, but I kinda want that sweet ass too" Ric said and watched the guy's eyes open wide. The guy started to suck Ric's cock again and it wasn't long before he was plowing into his throat. Any hesitance began to fade away and when his balls slapped on to the guy's chin he wondered if he was going to fuck or just dump his load down the guy's throat. A few minutes later, Ric moved his hands to either side of the guy's head and pushed him away until the partially covered cockhead was just inside his lips. He tugged and drove balls deep into the muscle guy's throat. "Mmmm, I bet that ass would feel even better than your throat" Ric said, chuckling after. His cock inched it's way back until it popped free. Ric let go of the guy's head and moved his hand to his thick bicep, giving a gentle tug. Seconds later, the guy was turned around and bracing against the wall. Ric tugged on the guy's white speedo and as it hit the floor, the guy stepped out and spread his legs like he'd done many times before. Ric had dropped his trunks to the floor too and began to kneel. His hands spread the guy's butt apart and Ric looked in at the tender, pink hole. With not a hair in sight, Ric pressed his face in, running his tongue along the crevice. A few flicks over the pucker caused the guy to moan and slowly the hole started to relax. Ric got a little more aggressive and jabbed his tongue in. His finger joined the fun and he alternated his slick tongue and the long finger. Once he was opened a little, a second finger began poking in. The moans got louder and Ric began to twist the pair. The moan stopped and Ric was sure he heard "Please fuck me" before he began again. He plunged both fingers in and twisted them quickly before he pulled them free and stood up. His rigid shaft was nestling against the spit covered hole, dripping precum into the ring. Ric leaned over, wrapping his arm around the bottom's chest and pressed in. He heard the guy gasp and then pushed again. A few more tries and the head squeezed past the ring as the bottom continued with short, fast gasps. "Surprised you're this tight. Your mouth felt a lot more experienced with thick meat" Ric said softly, his hips working his cock deeper. When the moans turned to groans he pulled back and dripped more spit down and leaned back against the guy's back. Ric jabbed in a few times, pumping another inch in each time. "Fuck! There's more?" the bottom cried out. "Yeah, just a bit. You can take it" Ric whispered in his ear. A few more stabs and his hips were planted against the firm butt. "See?" Ric said as he felt the guy's chest heave. He began to roll his hips, letting the strokes get longer and longer until three quarters of his shaft was plowing in and out. The hole seemed to get a little looser and slicker so Ric began to drill harder into the unprotected tunnel. Grunts and groans had replaced all of the other sounds the guy had been making and soon Ric was grunting along with him. His balls were churning and and soon his cock started to throb. Ric shoved in hard and let his balls start to flood the guy's chute. The spurts were strong and Ric felt the warm cream envelop his cock. The bottom gasped loudly and then whimpered, realizing he had just been bred with a potentially viral load. Ric stood there, the throbbing from his shaft fading slowly until he felt the guy's hole spasm around it. A couple small pulses added more cum to the muscle guy's cunt. A moan returned briefly followed by "Oh fuck." He felt the guy shiver and Ric let go of him, standing up and dragging his still hard cock out of the sloppy hole. Ric backed away from the stall and picked up his trunks, pulling them on. The guy did the same with his speedo, but didn't have the problem of stuffing a thick, semi-hard cock into them, like Ric did. The bottom breathed deep a few times and turned around, glancing over at Ric with a shocked expression. He didn't say anything more, but walked out of the bathroom with Ric a few paces behind. Ric chuckled to himself as they got close to the pool, seeing a pink spot start to form on the back of the guy's white speedo. He grabbed another beer and climbed into the hot tub between Joe and Kyle. "You were gone a long time. Did you dump a big one?" Joe asked, smiling back at Ric. "You could say that" Ric replied, laughing.

This is a day we should send our thoughts Eastward, to our brothers (ok, sisters too) in the Ukraine. Whatever your beliefs on a wide range of issues, there are men in terrible danger, men who are indeed our "brothers", men we cannot spare. We need all of us to be safe, secure, and alive. No doubt there are Russian soldiers too, pressed into their armed forces who will be lost. They too are important. Today, and in the coming weeks, ALL lives matter.

So I agreed with this guy on Grindr and I asked him if he had condoms before leaving and he said yes. When I arrived at his place, he said: “do you want to smoke 🪴” and I accepted. After, we started kissing and two minutes after his dick was in my mouth. Then he said let me fuck you, and started playing with my ass. Suddenly I saw he was trying to get inside without a condom. ”Don’t forget the condom” I said and he continued “don’t worry I’ll wear it in a bit, I’m just playing”. 30 seconds after, the tip of his dick was inside of me. I asked him again for the condom. he stopped went to his closet and took a condom, lube and the poppers. “Have you ever tried these?” He said pointing to the poppers. “I haven’t” I replied. then he gave me the poppers and said “try it” while pushing his cock against my hole. When I hit the poppers I forgot about the condoms and 30 after his raw dick was all inside of me. ”Try it again” he said and I said “I will after you put the condom” he replied saying “don’t worry, I’m just playing it is just the tip”. I hit the poppers again and next he was fucking me hard with is raw dick. I was high on weed and poppers he was a muscular daddy and I was so fucking turned on watching the condom next to me and that beast raping me raw. I hit the poppers one last time and two mins after he was dropping his load inside of me. ”Oh shit I came in you, sorry, couldn’t resist, next time I’ll wear a condom I promise” He just raped me and I loved it. there was no next time, and since then I’ve been fucking raw. Now I’m addicted to guys cumming I my ass.

2am Friday morning I sucked a stranger's fat 7 inch cock in an alleyway behind a club in Newcastle. There was people walking by close enough to hear the moaning and slurping sounds, I took this guy in my throat for a little under 10 minutes, I sucked him deep and hard and used my left hand to cup and play with his heavy balls and before long he busted a big big load in my mouth, I had to swallow twice to stop my mouth from overflowing as he continued to thrust into my mouth cum still leaking I to my mouth as swallow twice more. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and squeezes the lest drops of cum onto my face as he slaps his wet, still firm cock onto my face before putting his cock away and leaves my catching my breath as he walks out of the alleyway and away into the night.

Chapter 1 A couple weeks ago the kid got his first taste of being a whore and what it was like being a parTy pig. He felt bad for a couple days but after that youth took over and he wanted to play again. He contacted me and asked when the next party would be. I told him that we usually got together once a month or so. Work and schedules are sometimes had to get together.. I asked him if he saw the pics and vids of his first time being an out of control slut. He said that he had seen them. Part of it he couldn’t remember but what parts he did was great and that he wanted to do more the net time. He said a couple guys that were at the party stopped at his place and one bent him over the arm of his couch and dry fucked him. He said it hurt but it kinda felt good at the same time. I asked him when this was and he said it was on Wednesday after the party. I told him his ass was probably still sore from the action of the prior weekend. He said the second guy used the Cum of the first guy as lube so it didn’t hurt any. He said that cum was dripping down his legs after they were done with him. I asked him if they gave him anything to help and he didn’t think so. I asked him ow they got a hold of him and he said the somehow had his email address. I told him I had given them it He was disappointed that the next party would be a while off. I asked him what he would like to try next time, what he remembered from the first time he liked. He said he liked it all and that Frank was great. He remembered all the nasty talk he was saying and how great it felt. He said he wasn[A1] ’t expecting anything like the slam. He said all he remembered is that all of a sudden he wanted his ass to take a bull sized cock. He said he wanted more and also wanted to try the sling next time. I told him that after a while we didn’t have him restrained much, just enough to keep him from slipping off the pads. If he got into the sling he would probably be hog tied in a way that anything the guys wanted to do to him would happen. He said “ That sounds great “. I reminded him what happened the last time and he said his insides are aching to get everything again. He also said that there was a strange craving for the wild sex again He asked me about the marks on this butt and how long they would take to wash off. I told him probably a couple weeks. I wasn’t really sure. He said he was with his girl friend and had the lights off when they got in bed. He said he never fucked so long and came so much. She was amazed. I asked if he was bareback and he said she is on the pill so we don’t worry about it. He said he wanted to put it up her bubble butt but she would not let him. I told him “ That is why so many married guys are bi or gay. Wives don’t want sex and rarely give up the back door”. I asked him if he looked at the marks on his ass and he said in the mirror and he said it was difficult to see it. Texted him a pic I had on my phone. He looked at it. For a minute he was quiet. I asked him if he was still on the call and he said yes. He said “ I had a lot up my ass”. I said “ Yes you did . Do you see the marks on both sides”? He was a bit quiet and said “ Yes “ . I asked him to count the numbers under each side. “ He said 3 under a NEG side and 11 under the POZ side “. I asked him if he remembered telling me he wanted to get knocked up like the stories, he said “ Yes “. He was very quiet about his answers. I asked him if he remembered all the times I asked him if he wanted to stop? He again said “ YES”. I think the realization of what all went on was hitting him. He said it was so much fun he was still craving more. I told him that the bath houses in the next town were a fun place to go if he wanted to try again. I told him to think it over and let me know.

Mendicant needs to be made our word of 2022. Kudos to you @BruxoCub for bringing it to the forum! I'm also annoyed (but not wasting any stress over it) at the point that @AlwaysOpen makes. The London profiles are similar in that anyone not classified as strictly Top is probably a bottom in disguise. Mine is versatile bottom...which is accurate; I do enjoy topping, but I only top guys I've developed a proper sexual connection with over many sessions. I just can't do it to anyone. It's also strange in that when I bottom, I'm totally into the gamut of anon/darkrooms to eye contact - but put me on top, and I can't do the anon bottom thing anymore...I want to look my guy eye-to-eye while I pound away. I also love giving a guy head - even guys I meet from BBRT. But I'm pretty upfront with my tops that I want their load in my ass, and they should stop me sucking them if they get even remotely close.

This is what I want to have be done to me contact me if you are down to do this

I was at the parking structure in a shopping mall. I was approached by a buff macular security guy ...next thing I knew he was fucking my ass with me pressed up against the back of his security truck......I was kind of worried to get get caught by the security cams...but He told me that I should not be concerned since he was using his phone to make video of his cock pounding my tight ass.

When I lived in Columbus I had a regular, older guy, heavy set, sixties, bald, smaller cut cock that was only ever into oral. I would hit him up weekly and he always had the same instructions. I’d walk in and he was always on the couch already hard watching porn on his tv. I’d undress and he would just spout out the most filthy dirty talk. “Come over here FAGGOT” ”yeah you want daddy’s load?!” “Suck my cock. SUCK MY COCK YOU FAGGOT BITCH” ”lick my fucking nuts boy!” ”oh I’m cumming boy! IM CUMMING” After he blew his load he turned into the nicest guy ever. He’d ask me how my week was going. Talk about his grill-out plans with friends. Chat about the weather and so on. He’d even bullshit about politics and he hoped things were getting better. Shame he was never into fucking but it was always such a pleasant experience before and after the deed.

Your information is faulty. That is not "for extra protection". That is PART (but only PART) of the routine you can follow as an alternative to daily use. This method is called "on demand" PrEP - the idea is to lessen the number of pills you have to take, IF you are not having sex more than once or twice in a week. When you use the "on demand" method, you take two pills anywhere from 2 to 24 hours before you have sex. Not "right before", because they don't have time to spread through your system before you come in contact with HIV. 2 hours seems to be the minimum time needed for the pills to spread through your body, but the effect begins to diminish pretty significantly after 24 hours, so you can't wait more than that for sex. Once you do have sex - in that 2 to 24 hour window after the first dose - you take a single pill 24 hours after the first dose, and ANOTHER pill 24 hours after that. In total, you take 4 pills over the period in question. By that point, the HIV will have been unable to get a foothold in your system and start replicating, and the virus is short-lived, so you're past the infection point. But note the timing - between the first dose and the last may only be a period of 2 days or slightly longer, during which you're taking four pills, or twice the usual daily dosage. If you have sex twice during a week and you use this method, you're already taking 8 pills, or one more than a "daily" dose would require. Having sex a third time - which is hardly unusual for many of us - means you'd be better off just taking one pill each day. Because while these meds are generally safe, they can have side effects. Some of those side effects may take months or years to present themselves, after a long period of use. So limiting intake to the minimum needed to protect yourself is key. So, to recap: if you have sex on average only once or twice a week, or if you regularly go a week or more without sex, the 2-1-1 dosing of "on demand" PrEP may be a workable, better choice for you. If you have sex at least twice a week and occasionally more often? Stick with daily dosing and just try to make it automatic.

If you aren’t able to perceive the inherent contradiction in that phrase, there’s little point in trying to reason with you. I don’t watch television. And one of my degrees is in journalism, so I have a pretty good idea what’s propaganda and what isn’t. I’m a Methodist. But it’s not as though prayer is solely the practice of Christians anyway, so your lovely little ad hominem attack is doubly ridiculous.

This is definitely worthy of a deep discussion with your girlfriend depending on how serious you are. Or whether she'd actually be keen on joining you in those scenes. I'd definitely consider PrEP in any case just to be sure you aren't picking up something and "re-gifting". But if you two are sexual, she deserves the information to make her own informed decision. If the discussion and condoms aren't happening for you, PrEP seems like a better compromise as long as she doesn't wind up trying to figure out why she picked up a new STI.

Tell her you are a pig cum-slut and let her make an informed decision.

Ok. I am working on the next part. I will be posting chapter one shortly. It will probably not be as long as this one. The name on it will be The kid goes to his first bath house. It will be in this section so you should easily find it (I made the title a link - drscorpio)

our present administration is going to lead us strait into hell messing with a Country that has enough nuclear power to blow up the entire world The weakness of the US has set the stage for what's going to happen in Ukraine and Taiwan. How one administration could do so much damage to this country in one year is incredible, and they have 3 more years to go. We won't cut off Russia's Oil supply but they stop production here.. WTF is this madman and his administration thinking. Kerry said if we were at zero emissions it wouldn't make a difference without every other country doing the same. so what the fuck are we doing...this from a guy parking his yacht in Rhode Island to avoid paying Massachusetts taxes. How the hell do we have morons like this running our country in the first place I hope the American people are happy with what they got when they voted in these assholes. And only a couple news agencies are reporting the results of the Durham report. God save us all. Our prayers to Ukraine for in a large part what WE have caused by picking an old corrupt family to lead us. At almost 70 years old ive never seen anything like whats going on. in my entire life. Whats it going to take to stop this madness.???????????????????????

I should mention that the QR code comes out on a reader as “Cumdump - Fuck me on demand. Use me hard. +/U=U”.

Can you describe the guy in some detail? If you can, why not ask the host to pass your contact details on to the other guy?

Last week went for a walk about midnight in Palm Springs. There is a bridge over the wash famous for cruising. Sure enough there was a guy loitering about and as soon as I got closer he leaned over the railing. Thirty seconds later I was balls deep in his hole. No condom, no talking. Rutted and nutted and went on my merry way.

As a larger dude I get a lot of attention from admirers and encouragers (of the belly variety) and I dabble in it from time to time. I'm on Grommr quite a lot. Check it out for sure - although it can be quite kooky. I find lots of smaller but dominant tops there who love really pounding my big slutty ass.

Max pulled over and parked his 1992 dodge spirit, killing the engine but hesitating to open the door. As if glued to the driver’s seat, he silently debated whether to stay or go home, while gripping the wheel and biting his lower lip. Staring out his windshield, he was surprised to see what looked like a normal brick office building, with no obvious markings or signs on the business to show what it was. He double checked the address in the text message from his dealer, Tony, just to be sure, before holding his breath, grabbing his duffle bag and hoping out of the car. The heavy wood door creaked ominously when Max pulled it open and stepped inside the warm alcove. He shivered, glad to be out of the cold February night, but still uncertain about what he was getting into. Realizing the door to the rest of the club was locked, he stepped up to a plexi-glass window and rang the small bell, which prompted a very tall, muscular, bearded guy in his 30’s to appear from a door on the other side of the glass. The hunky clerk, “Jax” according to the name tag pinned to his tight t-shirt, made Max worry even more about what he was getting himself into. “What’s up bro?” Jax’s voice crackled through the small speaker next to the window. “I need to see your ID and cash and do you want a locker or room?” “Um, I’m ‘Max Rider,’” Max said, eliciting a blank look from the clerk. “I think you’re expecting me.” Again, the man looked miffed, and max began to worry that maybe this was a joke or perhaps the massive man was expecting someone more cocky. Here he’d been freaking out over whether or not he could strip for guys, it never crossed his mind that they might not like him. Standing straight up to his full 5’11” height, yet still at least 6 inches short of the other man, Max flashed a fake smile and tried to sound like he wasn’t a nervous school kid. “I’m the entertainment for Dave’s party.” “Oh! You’re here for the strip and jerk show!” Jax eyed Max as far down as the window would allow. “You are definitely hotter than the last dude they hired. Go ahead and come in and I’ll introduce you to Dave and take you to where you can set up.” Jax buzzed Max through the door and into the heart of the bath house. Motioning for the boy to follow, Jax strode nonchalantly down a maze of small dark hallways, filled with numbered doors, past half a dozen men wearing nothing but towels or less. Max would have run for it if he thought there was any chance he’d find the exit. Instead he kept his eyes on Jax’s broad shoulders in front of him as they descended a staircase into the pitch black basement. “This is your room for the night,” Jax unlocked a black door with the number 25 on it, revealing a small bedroom-type set-up with a twin bed, footlocker, flat-screen tv playing gay porn, and mirrors on two of the walls from floor to ceiling. “hang here for a second and I’ll let Dave know you’re here.” Max stood awkwardly in the center of the small room while he waited for Jax to come back, and he wished he’d had the forethought to hit his pipe before he came inside. “Dave just got here a little while ago and is still setting up, but you can get changed while we wait,” Jax reappeared, holding a couple towels, some Gatorades and some body-oil.”…unless you are wearing that for the show.” Max looked down at his hoodie, jeans and ratty sneaks, wishing he could get away with wearing them instead of what filled his duffle. Tony let him borrow some costumey outfits on his way here, and he dreaded the thought of a bunch of queers getting their rocks off watching him in them. He started to sweat when he realized they were paying to see a lot more than that. Noticing how pale the teen looked, Jax got him a gatorade and asked how he got the gig. “I dunno man, it just fell in my lap I guess,” Max sat on the bed and chugged from the bottle as he recalled how he ended up there. “I was hanging with my de-, um my bud, and I owed him some green but I am broke cause of school and my transmission busting and shit. I have been dancing at a club downtown on ladies night and the tips are awesome, so I told him he could have his cash next week but he said he could set me up to do a private gig for twice what I get at the club. I figured he meant a bachelorette party or some shit like that. I never would have agreed if I knew it was for a bunch of dude, but I am too broke to say no.” ”I feel ya dude,” Jax closed the door and sat on the other end of the bed, smiling at the sight of the kid downing the drink laced with ghb. “Why do you think I work here on weekends, on top of my 9 to 5 job? This gig allows me some spare change for recreational purposes. Otherwise I’d be a fucking nun, staying in nights and never getting any pussy.” “That sucks bro,” Max was relaxing noticeably, from both the g and the conversation. Hearing Jax mention pussy made his more at ease, not understanding that Jax wasn’t referring to girls. Assuming his new friend was straight like him, Max stood up, kicked off his shoes, and tossed off his hoodie revealing just how low his jeans were sagging. There were 3 or more inches from the top of the pants up to the white waist band of his calvin klein boxer-briefs, which sat just below a sleeveless t-shirt showing off his buff arms. Jax oogled the teen beefcake as he began searching the duffle for something to wear. “I can’t imagine being stuck here with a bunch of pervy homos trying to mack on your ass all the time. I could barely convince myself to do this one night!” “It’s not so bad Max” Jax tried to contain himself as the kid pulled out various skimpy costumes and a couple pairs of thongs and jocks. “The money is good and tax free, plus I occasionally make a little extra by letting a dude blow me or jerk me off. I bet you could double your take if you tried it.” “I ain’t a fag,” Max stopped sorting the gear from his bag and gave Jax a very serious look. Jax almost burst out laughing at the sight of the young man denouncing gays while standing in a gay bath house, laying out tear away clothing, wearing only his sleeveless tee, boxer-briefs, and sagging jeans. “If you wanna do some gay shit, that’s your business, but I’m only here cause Tony will kill me if I don’t come back with what I owe him.” “That’s cool, just telling you what some of the guys might offer,” Jax replied, defusing the tension by picking up a shiny green g-string and twirling it around his finger. “Especially when you swish around in this pretty pair of panties.” “Fuck that shit,” Max said, joining the laughter. “I might have to get naked for these queens but I’m not doing a drag show first. I better hide all the girly shit from Dave when he tells me which one I should wear.” As Max returned the green g-string and some equally frilly gear to the duffle, he accidentally knocked a small cloth bag out, which spilled open on the bed. “You know you’re not supposed to bring that in here, right?” Jax picked up the pipe and bag of crystals that had escaped from the cloth sack and gave his best fake-mad stare. “Shit man, that’s not mine, it must have been in with the outfits!” Max went ghostly white and stammered excuses before Jax finally laughed and handed them back to the terrified teen. “I’m just fucking with ya Max.” Jax slapped him on the back and ruffled his hair, but Max stayed stiff and silent. “I told you I work here to pay for recreation, which is my discreet way of saying I enjoy partying sometimes too. Just make sure to keep that someplace outta sight and only smoke in here or another private room, cause not everyone is as understanding as I am.” You got it Jax. I’ll be super sneaky I swear man.” Max promised while the color returned to his cheeks. He went to put the pipe back in its bag, but stopped short. “You sure it is cool if I smoke in here? I could really use a pick me up before I meet this Dave guy.” “If you are down, I’d love to match bowls real quick.” Jax reached into his back pocket and pulled out his own pipe, and the two men quickly loaded two large bowls. Simultaneously, Max and Jax lit their lighters and melted the tina in their pipes, sucking in smoke and blowing out huge clouds. Jax insisted Max try his supply, so they took turns on each pipe, and before long, each man was high as a kite. “That’s good shit,” Max complimented his smoking-partner’s stash while they packed away the paraphernalia. “But now I’m fucking sweaty as fuck. Wish I could shower before I get into one of these get-ups.” Jax explained that was no problem as long as Max understood that he’d have to undress here, and take his towel with him to the communal showers, which caused Max to hesitate. Jax assured him he wouldn’t get raped, and told him where the least used showers were, but Max wouldn’t go until Jax gave in and allowed Max to bend the rules and where his boxer briefs. With that, Max stripped off his shirt, revealing his firm pecs, tight abs, and smooth skin except for a fine blonde treasure trail. The jeans were next, and Jax was happy to see his muscular thighs and calves were also covered in blonde hair. Tossing the towel over his shoulder and sliding the room key onto his wrist with the convenient elastic band, the teen stud followed Jax to the showers before the clerk left him to retrieve more Gatorade and check that the other employees were holding down the fort while he played tour guide to the hired meat. Taking the shower in the furthest corner from the entrance allowed Max some privacy from guys walking by, but he did end up sharing the shower with another guest before he had a chance to finish. Carefully turned into the corner, Max tried not to show any interest in his shower-mate, but couldn’t help sneak a glance at the short buff latino’s uncut meat. Max was a big talker when it came to sex but he’d only been with three girls and never actually seen a dick other than his own and his two best friends when they used to go skinny dipping. Even during his years on various sports teams, Max always had separate showers and private changing stalls in his school locker rooms. The temptation proved too great once the man closed his eyes to soap his face, and Max took a good long look at the foreign entity between the other man’s legs. His face went scarlet when he looked up from the thick dark cock and caught the smile on the face of its owner. Rinsing off faster than anyone ever before him, Max was dashing out of the showers in under a minute, trying not to fall as he dripped water all the way back to his room. “You could have dried off there you know.” Jax was waiting at the door to the room with more drinks and a tv remote so he could change the porn to the only straight option they played. “Sorry bro,” Max let them in and focused on drying off, not noticing Jax, facing the tv, but using the mirrors to check out the boy’s silhouetted dick and ass through the wet, transparent undies. He feigned trouble with the remote to cover his glances as the damp calvins dropped to the concrete floor, giving Jax an eye full of Max’s soft 4 inch cut dick, small blonde pube patch, and lowhanging naturally smooth balls. Max turned and bent down over the duffle to pull out some clean underwear, exposing his round, firm butt covered in the lightest dusting of peach fuzz, which made Jax stiffen in his sweat shorts. Luckily he was wearing his best jock, so he knew he could keep it under wraps unless he reached his full 8 ½ inches, which might have happened if Max hadn’t broken the trance by sliding a pair of black briefs over his naughty bits. The two guys proceeded to smoke another bowl as Max downed a second Gatorade laced with g, while a big-breasted brunette took on five guys on the tv screen. Jax was considering slipping a larger dose into the drink and raping the boy then and there, when a knock interrupted his fantasizing. Max asked who it was, and Dave responded “the guy with your money,” causing Max to jump up and let him in. With the amount he was being paid, Max expected a fat troll. Instead a 6’ tall handsome, muscular but not too defined, fuzzy Italian man with black hair in his forties walked in, causing Max to wonder why such a normal, even attractive, man would want to pay a guy to strip and jerk off for him. Jax left the two of them to finalize the plans for the performance, heading off down the hall and into a room marked ‘employees only.’ “Wow, Tony wasn’t exaggerating,” Dave said as he unashamedly walked a circle around Max and scoped out every inch of what he was buying. “It is almost too bad you have to get dressed before the show, because those briefs are getting me hard. Oh well. Speaking of which, what did you bring to wear?” “I laid out a bunch of the stuff Tony leant me,” Max volunteered. His manner was much more relaxed now, with no shame about showing Dave what he had. Dave knew this was probably due to the ghb and tina he’d instructed Jax to give the boy, but Max just figured he was comfy with Dave because he was a masculine, average joe-type. He pointed out uniforms for a cop, fireman and boy scout, as well as some mix-and-match gear which could be used to make him look like a construction worker or leather-enthusiast. Dave was unimpressed with most of it, so he dumped out the duffle bag on the bed, mixing the costumes with Max’s stuff. “Holy shit boy,” dave exclaimed as he pulled a wrestling singlet, pads and jockstrap out of the pile. “Why were you hiding this?” “That’s not a costume, that’s my wrestling uniform for school. I forgot it was in the bag when I grabbed it to take to Tony’s.” Max said, oblivious to the idea that someone might be interested in seeing his buff, tight body wrapped in skin tight green and black spandex. “That’s the one! Just wear one of Tony’s jockstraps instead of your usual one. No one will be able to see your cock through an athletic cup.” Dave handed Max the singlet, helmet, pads, shoes, jock and an envelope with half of his payment for the evening. “You have thirty minutes to get your cock fluffed, get dressed and meet me at the stairs to head up to the tv room where you’ll be performing. Once you get on stage you can do up to a fifteen minute strip show, but no less than ten. Then you’ll be groping jerking and fingering for the rest of the 30 minutes. If you can oil yourself up as you strip that would be great, or you can let one of the audience do it for you. You will get the rest of the money once you have shot your load. There will be a few guys who would toss you a few extra hundreds if you shoot in their mouth, on their face or chest or let them touch you when you jizz. You need any Viagra or a cock ring or anything to help keep your cock up?” “Um, I don’t think so.” Max began to worry again. No one had warned him about the restrictions, and it wasn’t even a possibility until that second that he might not be able to get it up. “Maybe I’ll take the Viagra, just in case.” “Good idea,” Dave chuckled and pulled his towel off. Underneath was the tiniest pair of blue athletic shorts with white piping, known to man. Reaching into the pocket, he pulled out a little blue pill, a leather cock ring with silver snaps, and a bottle of lube. “Take this now, then go do a quick enema to make sure your asshole is clean. There is plastic tubing and water spigots in the stalls by the showers. Then come back here, get your dick hard, and put on the cock ring. Once it is on, your dick will get soft but not smaller. Then hop in that singlet and I’ll see you by the stairs.” Max didn’t have time to ask why he needed the enema before Dave was out the door, but he often administered one before a match to get down a weight class, so he knew what to do. Popping the pill and sliding his briefs back on, he made his way back to the shower area and spotted the stalls. There were a lot more guys around the bath house now than when he arrived, but Max was on a mission, so he didn’t stop to wonder about it. After he was sure he was clean inside and out, he headed back to the room, squirted a generous amount of lube onto both palms and plopped down on the mattress to get his dick up. The video had progressed to a scene where a petite asian girl was being gang banged by 8 hung white and black men, with dicks in every hole, and sometimes two in a single hole. Max’s cock went from flaccid to fully erect in no time, achieving its full 7 and a half inch glory. As the asian slut begged for more cock in her ass and pussy, curiosity got the best of Max, and his right middle finger slid slowly into his virgin crack, teasing his asshole as it had on the rare night when he felt particularly horny. The last time it happened, Max was jerking off at home after a party where his girlfriend had spent the whole night grinding against his cock through his khakis. He’d had a few too many by the end of the evening, and there in his bed he couldn’t quite get hard enough to cum. One teasing finger slowly penetrated his sphincter that night in the dark. It was joined shortly by a second finger, thrusting just deep enough to hit his prostate and blast a huge load all over his chin, neck and chest. Every time he’d played down there he vowed never again, and every time he went a little further. As he remembered the euphoric feeling of the last orgasm, his lubed finger punctured the tight hole, eliciting a drop of pre-cum out of his pisshole. The clock next to the tv caught his eye causing him to pull the finger out since he only had five minutes until he had to be on stage. Carefully gathering his hard dick and big balls in one hand, he snapped on the cock ring and quickly admired how big it made his dick look in the mirror. All his practice getting into uniform after weigh-ins payed off as he shimmied into a black jock strap with a white, semi-transparent pouch, followed by his singlet, knee pads, elbow pads, shoes, and helmet. He almost forgot the lube and oil, but slid them into his elbow pad before grabbing the key and towel and dashing to the stairs. “Right on time.” Dave said, now wearing only a leather cock ring, leather vest and boots. They began up the stairs, as the sound of excited men’s chatter grew louder. “The gang’s all here. I know Tony told you ten to twelve guys, but once I sent out the link with your body pics from the club downtown, we had some added interest. I’ll throw in an extra $500, cool? “Yeah man, whatever.” Max felt like he was floating, rushing and calm all at once, just like before a wrestling match, only better. The crowd noise sounded just like the fans during a meet, tricking his brain and making him forget to hold his towel in front of the obscene bulge in his singlet. “Just tell me where to go and I’m ready.” “I can tell,” Dave said as they turned a corner and stopped in front of a curtain. He reached out and rubbed Max’s muscles just like his coach at school before a match, with a few added strokes along the outline of his cock. “Once you hear your name announced, pull the curtain, hop up on the platform and get going. Do some poses, maybe a wrestling stance or two, then show us what you can do. You’ll get better tips if you go out into the audience a little, but don’t stay out there. They’ll never let you go. ” Dave stepped into the room beyond the curtain, and Max was left alone in the hallway. One last thought of running came to mind, but then a voice came over the speaker and asked the crowd to give it up for wrestling champ Max Rider. The cheer that went up was gigantic, and Max forgot all about running. Rushing through the curtain, he took two long strides and jumped up onto the stage. Max was caught off guard by the fact that it ran the length of the entire room, about 30 feet, but was only 4 feet deep. The wall behind him was mirrored head to toe, with six huge flat screen suspended above, all showing Max from a different angle. The music blasted as the crowd began hooting and hollering. The spotlight in the corner effectively left max blind, but he was sure there had to be at least 40 guys there just based on the shadows and voices he could make out. Ignoring his anxiety, he began by flexing his arms, chest, legs and butt. Once he’d gotten some significant applause, he got down into a wrestling pose and did a take down on the pole located at the far end of the stage. Hearing the guys whistle and clap seemed to make Max excited, in all senses of the word. His cock was about ¾ hard the entire time and working its way to full steam. After tossing in some tumbling and a handstand transforming into walking on his hands, he was running out of moves. Looking up at the tv over his head, Max was relieved to see they had a timer in the corner for how long he’d been up there, which just hit 7 minutes as he watched. “Enough stalling stud! Take it off!” came from the gallery. Do or die time. Max started by peeling away the shoulder straps of his singlet, followed by the helmet and elbow pads. He kept the knee pads on and did a running slide on them to the opposite side of the stage. The next five minutes were some of the most terrifying and thrilling of Max’s life. Once he got the singlet to his waist, he grabbed the oil and hopped into the front row and asked who wanted to oil his chest. The winner was a 20-something thin guy who had a gigantic dick and kept trying to get Max to touch it as he oiled his chest. Another audience member got excited and hoped up and did his shoulders and back, leading to a third guy reaching out, grabbing the singlet, and taking it down to Max’s ankles in one foul swoop. This was too much, so max hopped back on the stage and finished his legs himself. Somewhere in his mind he knew he wasn’t totally in control, and it was only reinforced when Dave climbed up next to him and insisted he be the one to oil up Max’s ass, and max didn’t argue. “Bend over and grab your ankles,” Dave ordered. Max did as he was told and felt as two large, rough Italian hands spread the oil up the back of his thighs, over his cheeks and into his ass crack. He tried to stand up, but Dave pushed him back to a bent position, then spread his ass and oiled the crack for at least a minute, teasing and pressing against the hole. His finger might have gone in if Max hadn’t regained his senses and pulled Dave’s leg out, getting him in a wrestling hold. The audience loved it, and apparently so did Max’s cock, as it was stone hard and dripping. “I’ll give you an extra hundred if you let me peel the jock off with my teeth,” Dave whispered so only Max could hear it. Max released Dave from the hold and stood up, nodding yes. Dave took his sweet time, running his scruffy cheek and lips over the jock before biting the waist band, and slowly dragging it down over the thick pink boy dick. Once the cock head cleared the elastic, it sprang up, flinging a string of precum into the audience. Somehow the teen wrestler with the pulsing pink dick, wearing only knee pads, wrestling shoes and a cock ring got the entire crowd to shut up. Max closed his eyes and began to rub his hands over his chest and abs. Once they were good and oily, he slowly reached down and began to work his dick and balls. As he got closer to cumming, the noise got louder. By the time his half hour was ending, he was still not quite there. A thought came to him and he jumped on it before he realized what he was doing. He turned around, dropped to his knees and spread his legs as far as he could, leaning his face against the mirror. Reaching back he slid one finger down the crack of his ass, circled the hole twice, then rammed it all the way in. He had only seconds until his load would come charging out, but with no other options, he simply threw his shoulders back until they hit the stage, with his head hanging off into the audience. Two strokes of his dick and one thrust of his finger and the explosion began, shooting over his body and into the first row of men. Groans and cheers surrounded him, many of his audience shooting their own load without Max ever knowing it. The next few minutes remain a haze in his memory, but Dave was proud to see the embarrassed straight boy lose himself in the moment, get up, wag his cock at the audience, collect his wrestling gear, and take a bow before rushing off to hide in his room. Back in the basement, Max was spinning faster than a tilt-a-whirl, half of his body tweaking from the tina, and half unable to move from the ghb. He answered a knock at the door to find a very happy Dave. “Fantastic show Max,” He pulled him into a hug, not caring about the sweat, oil, and cum all over Max’s chest. “Here’s the rest of the money plus a generous tip. You were the best I’ve ever seen! Any chance you’d consider doing more stuff for a lot more money?” “No way dude!” Max pulled away and grabbed his towel to cover his nudity and shame. “I can’t believe I did that stuff! I’m gonna shower, get dressed and go home.” “That’s fine. Too bad you can’t stick around though because a buddy of mine wanted to give you a t-shirt of tina as his tip. Room 30 if you change your mind.” Dave knew a new druggie when he saw one, and Tony told him how Max had gone from one purchase every few months to twice a week. He’d specifically given him more than he could possibly afford, knowing he’d be desperate for more and all too willing to exchange his virtue for some cash and crystal. “I…I’ll think about it man.” Max pushed Dave out of the room and disappeared to the showers, washing as fast as his ghb-ed brain could manage. Most of the men in the club were still upstairs so he managed to get clean and back to his room with only two guys making a grab for his cock and ass. When the door shut behind him, he whipped out his pipe and was horrified to see he had smoked most of his stash with Jax before the show. He took a couple big hits and decided to stop by Dave’s room just for the tina. He slid on his briefs and jeans, but couldn’t find his shirt. Knocking at the door, he could hear multiple voices talking in hushed tones. When it opened, Dave, Jax and another tall muscular man were inside, all stripped down to their underwear, including Jax, who had finished his shift. Dave, now in a leather jock with a tear away pouch, introduced Max to Sam, the third guy, who bore a striking resemblance to a wwe wrestler that Max couldn’t quite place. He was built buff and broad like Jax and Dave, but was smooth and had a small belly. Max thought the belly looked good on him, hot even, before remembering why he was there. “Of course Max, I have it right here.” Sam reached under a pillow on the be near him, which made Max notice that this room was much bigger than his, containing a weight bench, some sort of chair suspended from the ceiling and a queen size bed. “Wanna join us for a bowl?” “I guess.” Max was handed the clear glass pipe, but Sam lit the torch and cooked the bowl, forcing him to take a huge hit. He coughed and sputtered and Jax appeared next to him, guiding him to take a seat on the bed between he and Dave, who handed him a bottle of Gatorade to help with the choking. The liquid tasted a little funny, Max’s thought, but downed the entire bottle in a few minutes, while the pipe continued to make the rounds. At first Max was involved in the conversation, but soon found it hard to concentrate. Before he knew what was happening, he was agreeing to let Dave take some photos of him for some extra cash. Jax and Sam helped him to his feet and encouraged him to take off his jeans. He argued for a minute, but must have lost as Sam was sliding them down his legs. Jax had some sort of lightbulb moment and disappeared as Dave and Sam told Max where to sit or stand and what to do. Jax returned with some of the jocks and costume pieces from Max’s room, and helped Max to change into some of them for different shots. Max could hear a voice in his mind telling him this was gay and to run away from these fags, but it was so quiet and the guys were so commanding that Max couldn’t help but give in after every time he argued with them. Once they had shots of him in a bunch of different undies, Dave made a snide comment about how sad it was to see a young guy who couldn’t get it up.Max looked down to his crotch and realized he was soft. Embarrassed, he insisted he could get hard, he just needed a few minutes to jerk off with the porno. “Okay stud, here’s some lube and the tv is right over the bed there.” Dave directed Max’s drugged form to the bed and peeled away the last pair of undies, leaving him nude. “Take your time and get hard while I get some shots of Jax on the weights.” Watching the porn and laying down brought Max back some, allowing him to focus on working his pink dick and balls. In a few minutes he was almost fully hard, but couldn’t seem to get that last little push to full mast. Checking to make sure the other guys weren’t watching, he snuck his finger between his legs and poked at his hole. He worked it in to the second knuckle before he was interrupted. “Looks like Straight Max likes it up the ass,” Sam had turned around and was pointing out Max’s finger play to the others. “Nah man, I just don’t feel right,” Max interjected in his defense. “It’s like I am drunk or something.” “Oh damn, you must have gotten the Gatorade with the ghb be in it,” Jax postulated, knowing full well he had been feeding it to Max all night. The last bottle contained enough that Max was finally letting go, allowing for the next step in Dave’s plan. Max seemed worried but they assured him he’d be fine. “No wonder you need a little fingering to get it up man,” Sam sympathized. “but it’ll work faster if you do a little booty bump to get your ass warmed up.” “What’s that?” Max asked as Dave took a large crystal from the bag and placed it on the end of his lubed finger. “It’s just like smoking a bowl, but it will help get you horny.” Dave said, as Sam pulled Max’s legs open. “I’m gonna put it in this time cause you don’t know how and you might mess it up.” “Wait man, I don’t---UHHHN.” Max groaned as Dave replaced Max’s small finger with two of his thick meaty digits. Max tried to pull away, but Sam held him fast as Dave pushed the big rock as deep into his virgin ass as he could. With his free hand, Dave began stroking Max’s cock, ignoring Max’s feeble pleas for him to stop. A burning sensation deep in Max’s hole made him moan, which Jax decided to mute by taking off the white briefs he was wearing and shoving them in Max’s mouth. Much to his own disgust, the booty bump did the trick and Max was hard as a rock in minutes, leaking copious amounts of seminal fluid and suddenly hungry for another finger in his hole. Dave could see the fight fading out of Max’s eyes, and began working his fingers back and forth. The crystal had dissolved entirely by that point, and Max was primed for the cherry-popping. Jax pulled the briefs from max’s mouth and, as expected, he only moaned. The three men shared a look and a smile between them, acknowledging the rape they were about to commit. Sam released Max’s legs and moved to the end of the bed, where he set up a camera. Jax reached up to the head of the bed under a pillow and pulled out poppers, a butt plug, a huge bottle of lube, some adjustable cock rings and a cock pump. Dave stayed put, working Max’s hole, but releasing his cock to Jax who lubed it up and slid it into the cock pump. While their teen victim’s cock was pumped bigger than ever, Dave reached back and pulled at the snaps on the pouch containing his cock. Max could just barely see over the end of the bed when he raised his head, and began to squirm again once he saw the 9 inch uncut monster Dave was lubing up. “Don’t worry about that Max,” Dave leaned in and whispered to the stoned boy. “Sam’s got at least two inches on me. That’s why I am going before him.” Max jerked his head to where Sam was filming the action, and sure enough, stroking his 11” cut monster dick. The head alone was enough to split Max down the center, let alone the thick, veiny shaft. Max wanted desperately to push them off and make a run for it, but instead he got a shotgun hit of tina from Jax’s goateed mouth, followed by his first man-on-man kiss. His mind was screaming “disgusting,” but his body leaned into it and kissed back. “Fuck yeah, he’s ready.” Jax told Dave, who was coating his dick with tina-laced lube. Afraid for his life, Max tried with all his might to over-power the urge in his loins telling him to do it. It might have worked, except Dave simultaneously pulled his fingers from Max’s ass. “Don’t!” Max moaned, reaching out to try and stop Dave from depriving his hungry hole of something to fill it. “Put it back.” “Damn, this boy IS ready.” Sam said, laughing and moving in closer to get a good shot of Dave pulling Max to the end of the bed and putting Max’s legs up against his shoulders. “Give it to him Davey-boy.” “Don’t worry Maxwell, I’ve got something your ass will like even more.” Dave promised while working back his foreskin, pressing the head to the virgin hole, and leaning in. “FUCK!” Max screamed. His body shot back to almost total control, but Jax was prepared, holding Max down as one, two, three, six inches sank into his no-longer-virgin cunt. The men knew every boy’s first fuck was hard, and they were prepared to make sure this deflowering happened whether Max wanted it or not. “Take it out man! Jesus! Get off me you fucking faggot!” “You’ll regret that bitch,” Dave growled like an animal and started thrusting in and out, faster and deeper with each stroke. Within five strokes he was balls deep. Within fifteen strokes, he was up to a steady rhythm. By the 25th stroke, he was pounding Max like the whore he was meant to be. ‘No’s and cries for help were replaced with sobs, which turned to grunts, eventually becoming moans and whimpers, until Max was able to form words again. “Yeah. Fuck. That. Hole. Dave.” Max urged his rapist on. He felt guilt, shame and disgust at the core of his being. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he realized he was asking a man to fuck him like some two dollar prostitute. He also felt the most satisfying, complete physical sensation he’d ever known, like a constant orgasm, coming directly from where Dave’s cock head bottomed out in Max’s butt. “That’s right Max, you’re mine now. You’re nothing but a bottom bitch cumdump from now on. You’ll try to fight it after you leave tonight, but I guarantee you’ll be back in a week or two, pretending you haven’t spent every day dreaming about having me breed you again. Maybe you’ll even get a girlfriend to play house with, but she’ll just be keeping you busy until you have a man shooting inside you again.” Dave was now up on the bed, fucking Max so hard that his shoulders where next to his ears. Jax had to remove the cock pump because it was hitting Max in the face everytime Dave buried his dick balls deep in Max’s boyhole. “Open your eyes and look at me Maxwell. Good, now tell me you want me to cum in your ass. DO IT!” “Cum…Cum in my…” Max wanted it but admitting it out loud would take away the last straw of dignity he had. “Say it or I pull out right now and you’ll never have a dick inside you ever again,” Dave stopped his pounding and rammed his cock as deep as he could and held perfectly still waiting for an answer. Max was silent until Dave began to withdraw his massive meat, motivating Max to make the rightchoice. “Cum in my ass sir, please! I need you to cum in my ass right now!” Max screamed, reaching up to grab Dave’s hips and pull him back into the hole. “You asked for it.” Dave resumed pounding, kicking it up to top speed for the longest minute of Max’s life, a minute that Max wanted to continue forever. “Fuck, Fuck, FUCK. HERE I CUUUUUUMMMM!” Dave forced his dick a fraction of an inch deeper than the deepest he’d gone and flooded Max with two weeks of tina-filled cum. He tried to count how many pumps of sperm he unloaded in the sweet boy hole, but lost could around 18, which was somewhere near the middle. Once the last drip had worked its way out of his piss slit, he slowly retreated until only the head of his considerable cock remained lodged just inside Max.”Come take my place quick Jax.” Jax did as requested, hoping off the bed and sidling up as close as possible. Max moaned when Dave’s angry read cock head finally popped out, but settled down an instant later with Jax continuing where Dave left off. Dissatisfied with the position he was fucking his new toy, Jax thrust his muscular arms under Max’s shoulders and pulled his body up off the bed, fucking as they walked over to the weight bench, which was set on an incline. Once there, Jax spun Max’s legs until the boy was face down with his head downhill from his hole. Max lost track of time as he gave in to the bliss he felt with every thrust. He didn’t even object as Sam stuffed his mouth full of the giant dick that would eventually destroy his spermy, sloppy butt. “Here cums load number two. Take it Max!” Jax 8 ½ inches swelled and throbbed as he added another pint of baby batter to the straight cum receptacle he had schemed, drugged and abused. Jax knew at the moment of his orgasm that he had done the right thing. Max asked for more when Jax slid out with an audible pop, and then he remembered who was next in line. Dave was now working the camera as Jax jimmied the butt plug into max, and then helped him up and walked him over to the suspended chair the men called a “sling.” With Sam on his right and Jax on his left, they hoisted him into the leather contraption, and secured his arms and legs, before unplugging his ass. He was about to ask why they did that when Sam inserted 2/3rds of his massive meat into the boy in one thrust. Max screamed and passed out for a few minutes. When he awoke, Sam was all the way in, and Max was getting shotgun hits of tina from Jax and Dave. Max never did get used to the length and girth of the horse cock rearranging his organs, but he did beg for every inch of it when Sam got ready to shoot. There was no one left to fill Max after he received the third load, or so he thought. “Sam and I are headed to the shower, but we’re leaving the door open and Jax will be running the camera.” Dave told Max while force feeding him more ghb. “Sam stuffed another rock up your dirty hole, and it should kick in just in time for the news to spread that our straight stripper boy is open for loading. I expect you to have at least two more loads by the time I get back.” Max struggled against his bonds and begged for them not to do it as the g kicked in. They did it anyway.

Nico heard the door knob jiggle and the front door swing open. He's home, he thought. Jumping onto the bed, Nico was almost entirely naked except for the bright orange, knee-high socks he was wearing. He positioned himself on all fours with his hole facing the bedroom door. "Babe?," Omar called from the living room. "I'm in the bedroom," Nico replied. Nico heard Omar set his keys down and walk toward the bedroom. "You slut," Omar laughed. "Care for a ride, stranger?", Nico retorted as he wagged his ass back and forth a few times. And what a perfect ass it was. On their first date, Omar had joked about Nico's ass "defying gravity." Nico then heard Omar walk into the room and unzip his pants. "How was work?" Nico asked as he arched his back, revealing the muscular dimples where his spine met his pelvis and all but advertising that he wasn't actually listening for an answer. Omar, ignoring Nico's question, placed one hand on Nico's ass. "Such a fucking hot dancer's butt you got, boy," Omar admired as he ran his left hand around the gorgeous muscular spheres, making swooping figure-eights on Nico's plump fuck cushions. "It's going to be nice watching this hot ass catch the attention of all your friend's dads at graduation." Omar loved parading his young, hot boyfriend in front of other thirsty men. Nico could hear Omar reaching into his underwear to fondle his meaty dick. "Mmmmm, is daddy getting his thick cock ready to plow open some twink hole?," Nico purred. The age gap between Nico and Omar was always a huge turn-on for them both, with Nico's 18-year-old boyishness making Omar's 36-year-old manliness stand out all the more whenever the two were out in public together. Omar, again ignoring Nico's question, landed a swift strike to Nico's butt cheek with an open palm, letting out a crisp snap. "Fuck!" Nico responded, almost whispering -- quieter than seemed proportionate with the striking his jock ass had just received. "No more questions, slut," Omar muttered as he began pressing his raw mushroom head into Nico's supple, pink hole. Omar had been calling Nico a slut since the first time Omar stuck his bare cock in his sexy little twink boy on their first date. Omar knew he'd found his new boyfriend the second Nico led him into that bathroom stall at the restaurant where they first met and let Omar stuff him full of man-seed before dessert had even been served. Not only that, Nico had never even so much as broached the subject of condoms with Omar before guiding Omar's girthy, engorged cock into his young rectum and absorbing Omar's throbbing fuckstick into him with ease. "What a fucking slut," Omar remembers muttering after unloading that first thick ropey load of DNA is this sexually precocious high school senior. It was a huge turn on for Omar that Nico hadn't even so much as asked about STDs. The little slut had no idea what kind of load he was taking and didn't seem to care. "Jesus Christ, daddy, pork me all ready," Nico entreatied as his craving for Omar's raw cock hijacked Nico's patience. Still dutifully on all fours, Nico arched his back again revealing the sculpted, lean musculature of his lower back. Omar spat on his cockhead and swirled his dick around Nico's fresh, pink hole before thrusting his pelvis forward and plunging his cock into Nico's not-quite-ready-for-it rectum. "Ow, fuck! Daddy, that hurt!" Nico let out. Omar felt his loins burn with desire at hearing his boy toy cry out in pain from an unnecessarily forceful penetration. Omar had his raw, barely lubed cock already pressing at the entrance to Nico's second hole. Nico winced with pain. "You want me to stop, baby boy?," Omar asked tenderly. "Maybe just for a second, daddy," Nico replied. "Of course, slut," Omar replied while starting to slowly pull his raw dick out. Just as his cock head was beginning to crest at the lip of Nico's hole, Omar reversed course and slammed his raw dick right back into the twink's hole without warning. "God, fuck!" Nico let out, wincing. "Tell me you want me to stop, slut," Omar barked dryly as he relished Nico's warm, tight hole. "Omar, please stop," Nico said, dropping the nicknames and taking on a more serious tone. Omar knew Nico wasn't just playing, but Omar's cock was not leaving that boy's hole. Omar slowed his thrusts but never stopped his slow-fucking. "Omar, come on," Nico insisted. Omar's thrusts picked up pace as he began plunging his shaft faster and faster into Nico. "Ow, fuck," Nico muttered. His tender hole was starting to burn from the lack of lubrication. Nico tried pulling his hips forward to get Omar's cock out of him, but as soon as Omar felt Nico trying to wiggle free, he grabbed Nico's hips and pulled the twink forcefully back onto his rock-hard cock. Nico cried out again. "Fucking take that dick, boy," Omar grunted, adding, "It's not my fault you made me do this to you." Nico gave up resisting and resigned himself to being fucked against his will knowing that Omar could not resist fucking Nico's brains out once he had his raw cock inside the twink. Nico relaxed his hole, hoping that would provide some relief from the pain of his boyfriend's raw cock tearing him open. "Apologize to me for making me do this to you, fucking slut," Omar said with a hint of disdain. "I'm sorry," Nico obliged. "You're what, you little whore?" "I'm sorry for making you do this to me, daddy." "That's right slut." Omar's cock thrusts were picking up pace, as he took advantage of his warm flesh-sleeve of a boyfriend. Omar reached around and clasped his enormous hands around Nico's throat and slowly began to apply pressure. Nico felt his airway closing under the force of Omar's grip. Omar was not piston fucking Nico at full speed. Omar's grip got tighter. It was getting to be almost impossible for Nico to breath. Nico started seeing stars. "Oh fuck yeah, slut," Omar uttered hungrily. "I'm going to fuckin choke you out while I rape you, you dumb fucking slut." Omar started grunting as he felt his balls swelling in anticipation. Omar's cock shot out a thick wad of sperm into Nico's now-compliant hole. Nico felt Omar's cock twitch inside him as he unloaded inside Nico. "Fucking whore," Omar said as he dismounted, finally releasing Nico's neck. Nico fell to the bed gulping air back into his lungs as Omar's cum sloshed around inside him. Nico gathered himself back up. "Daddy?" He said raspily, sounding upset. "Yeah?" "I'm so sorry, daddy."

I’ve never worked up the courage to go to a bathhouse. I really want to and it’d be a great way to cheat on my husband without worrying about hosting. Any advice? I just seems like a crazy, nerve wracking experience. I cheat all the time but lately it’s been so hard to find anyone who can host. I figured this might be a good option since I have the ability to sneak away.

As I sit here I am so fucking satiated it's wild. I am still high so forgive any typos. I am a handsome fit man in my early 60's and often pass for late 40's. I married my hot handsome husband 4 years ago and he is Asian American and HOT. I am 6'2 190 salt and pepper hair and beard with a nice fat 8 inches. My husband is 50 5'10 170 smooth dark skin and a hot bubble butt and 7.5 thick. I am a versatile top when I am not partying but look out when I do! I can go from zero to slutty pig in less than 60 seconds. Because of my job and high security and random drug testing I choose to limit my partying to a couple times a year. My husband on the other hand has less restrictions and honestly I love fucking him when he's a little high! I have a sling and lots of toys in various sizes and leather restrains and a collar and leash! I only use it when I am high and feeling submissive and I think it's hot because I look totally top! Covid took it's tool on my body and staying inside and like many I added a few pounds and haven't felt that sexual. This summer I stopped whining and hit the gym again and was back down to my regular size and fitness. I had a bet/deal with my husband that once I reached my goal I wanted a night of debauchery which included hiring an escort which he was totally down for. He loves watching me get fucked! last night I told him I wanted to kick back while he was at work and have some solo play time and pnp, since it has been months! My ass hasn't been opened in over 6 months! He asked me if I wanted the sling put up and I said say and he helped me. Once I got all cleaned up and ready I put my leather on which consisted of wrist and ankle restraints, collar and leash and a leather harness. We have a big screen TV in the bedroom which gives great view to watching porn and kicking back! Husband just started a new job working 3rd shift so he had to go to work. I had been smoking and the shit was strong. He asked me if I wanted help getting settled in the sling. I had drawn up a rig with .25 and had it on the table next to me with toys lube and the pipe. Once I was in the sling he attached the restraints and i noticed they were tighter than usual. I said, " how and I supposed to get out?" He said I can watch you from the security camera and if you have any problems I can run home! With that he reached over and tied off my arm and took the rig that I wasn't quite ready for and inserted the needle into my arm, registered and slammed me. I haven't slammed in over a year and I felt the liquid race up through my veins into my chest and I was in heaven. I let out a cough and I felt the heat run through me right to my hot wet asshole. He grabbed one of my toys lubed it up and slid it right up my hole and I let out a huge moan! It felt fucking amazing. He kissed me on the lips and said have fun love! Once of my Fantasies and likes are men of color! mediterranean, latino, dark asian and black cook. We had searched through rent men and I had saved some favorites. I barely heard him leave because my ass was on fire. The interracial gangbang on the TV screen and the 10 inch fat black dildo in my man cunt had me flying! a half an hour or so must have passed when I heard the chimes go off on the front door security system. Fuck had he forgotten to lock the door?? My ass didn't care I was was fucking myself with gusto when I looked up and say a figure standing in the door to my bedroom! I let out a gasp. It was once of my neighbors, but not just a neighbor it was one of my good friends and co-workers! He said your husband called and asked me to look in on the cats but this is much more fun! My friend is sort of my supervisor and he's gay/bi whatever. He's hot, 6'2 brown hair and beard built very well and I have often lusted after him but I have a hard and fast rule that I don't eat where I shit. he's in his mid 40's! He walked over to me and was watching me fuck myself and said wow I never thought you'd be this kinky! I stopped and he said no please don't and when I didn't he said in a stronger voice I said don't stop and they way he said it got me hot and I couldn't resist. He then came closer and said, in all honestly, I fucked your husband the other night and he said he had this plan and asked for me help. He pinched my nipple and I let out a moan and he started talking very sexually and then walked over and picked up the bong and to my shock took a hit! He blew the smoke on my dick and said, " you aren't the only one with secrets"! he took his phone out and I said NO! He started filming me and said this is my security to take control! You're going to be my bitch tonight! He took 3 more hits and started to take off his clothes. I had never seen him naked and I wasn't disappointed! His cock was 8.5 soft. He sat on a big chair in front of me and started to stroke his cock and tell me to fuck myself harder and moan! His cock was swelling at a rapid rate and it was thick! He looked up at the video playing and said fucking hot! You like getting fucked by BBC! I shook my head and he said louder and I said YES! He watched me fuck myself for some time and I was flying! He would walk around me and tell me to fuck myself hard and take hold of my leash and tell me I am his tonight! Some time had passed and I heard the doorbell! Who the fuck was ringing my bell at midnight! I'll call me boos Jake, he smirked at me and said I'll be right back, don't go anywhere! I couldn't make out who is was but after about 5 minutes he walked in with this drop dead gorgeous hunk of a black man in a leather harness! 10 inch cock or bigger! My husband chimed in from the security camera and said, "here's your fantasy babe" enjoy . I am watching! He was 6'2 200 lbs ripped and handsome! at first he was soft and gentle as he stroked my check and cock and then told me he was going to use my hole and throat for his delight and shoved his cock into my mouth and commanded me to suck him. Jake took a seat on the chair in front of me and started to stroke his cock! The escort took my hand away from my dildo and started to fuck me with it. Jake would let out moans and comments like fuck yeah fuck his pussy ass! The escort was hot and sensual but had a command of his voice! Loosen up that hole slut I am going to fuck you as many times as I have to to cum at least 3 times in your hole! Your husband told me what a slut you can be and to use you hard! He sped up his throat fucking and his verbal intensified. Having Jake there watching me descend into my piggy state was both hot and humiliating. No one at my work knows anything about my dark side! With a speed of light the escort pulll his cock out of my mouth and the dildo out of my ass and moved around the front of me and put the huge head of his cock in my hole! he took the bong and took a deep hit and then shot gunned me and held my nose and mouth and he slid his massive cock into me! Jake shouted holy fuck that's huge and you can take it! The escort took another hit off the bong and shot gunned me again and i was now flying. His cock was pulsing harder! I hate guys that can smoke and stay hard! He must have heard my thoughts because he said not to worry I took a huge viagra to stay strong to fuck the shit out of you! With that he started to pump back and forth and it felt so fucking hot I couldn't control myself! I started to moan and beg him to fuck me! He increased his verbal talk and was now calling me his pussy boy and whore! I love that kind of talk and he was slapping my ass and it made my dick twitch. He said to Jake look at that he gets hard when I slap his ass! So he kept doing it! Telling me he was going to shoot a huge load into my man cunt! By now I was lost in my fantasy and I was telling him to use me. Jake was rock hard and watching this next to me! He would tweak my nipple and tell me how hot I looked! After about 15 minutes the escort started to breathe heavy and let out a scream and I could feel his cum shooting into my asshole! He must have had some tina before he came over because I was getting a rush from the cum in my ass! He remained hard and pulled out and it was covered with cum. Jake grabbed a butt plug and shoved it into my hole! The escort came over and shoved this cum covered cock into my mouth and commanded me to suck and clean it off! I thought Jake was going to lose it. Fucking nasty man! HOT FUCKING nasty! The escort kept up with verbal and pushing on the butt plug telling me he was resting up for the next round. Jake was rummaging through my toy bag and pulled out a leather paddle and the escort grabbed it and said YES! And softly as first started paddling my ass! His verbal was big tall hot man is a hot nasty pig bottom boy! This made my cock stir and he did it even more! Let's make that ass red for the next fucking! my cock was rock hard and Jake took a picture of it along with my bright red ASS! The escort pulled out the butt plug and fucked me again hard this time! It took him almost 20 minutes and wham he dropped another load! He pulled out had me suck him off and grabbed a bigger dildo and commanded me to fuck myself! He tiled my head back and put his beautiful round tight ass over my face and had me eat his ass! One of my favorite things. Jakes response was DAMN! He fucked me a third time and shoved a butt plug in that doubles as a vibrator! He got dressed kissed me and told me I was hot! As he was leaving i hear another voice and I thought I recognized it and Jake walks in with once of our maintenance guys who I have lusted after for a year! He's straight and married but a tall handsome light skinned black guy in his 20's! He said your husband told me you had an emergency! His cock was stirring as he say me tied up and the video! He also say the bong and said, ok this could be a problem if someone said anything about it! and shot me a sly grin! He then took the torch and took a hit! Blew it on my cock and took another! Jake said that I had just gotten fucked and used 3 times by the guy that left! Tom I'll call him said fuck I love to fuck ass and my wife is a no! Guess your not in a position to say no! and I muttered fuck me please! He said' What was that? I can't hear you! All the sudden his quiet soft demeanor I knew him to alway be became stern! He took another hit of the pipe and said, this is to keep me quiet! He pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants revealing a big 10 inch fat cock! He grabbed my head and hair and put his cock to my lips and said suck it boy! I let out a moan and he pushed it in and he wasn't gentle! He looked around and commented on all the toys. He took another hit of the pipe and he was getting high and aggressive! It was hot. He pulled the butt plug out of my hole and cum immediately came gushing out! Fuck boy... you a sloppy bitch! I am going to plow that hole hard! His cock was so hard and thick that I could only get the head in! He pulled it out and took his phone and started to film his cock going into my ass! Beg for it bitch! and I started to beg him to fuck me. He turned off his phone and laughed, now I have evidence to use against you! He said my hole was fucking hot and wet and tight and he pushed it alway the way in and I let out a scream! Yeah scream bitch and he took hold of my hips and started to rape my man cunt! His cock was thicker than the escort and it was stretching my hole! He fucked me like that for about 15 minutes and then let out a big grunt and unloaded a big load! He was panting and sweating! he said I own this ass from now on and my cock jumped! He pulled it out and cum was dripping all over. Jake said stick it in his mouth he likes that! Tom said, FUCK! and grabbed my head and shoved it in and said clean it off bitch! He said fuck I had no idea you could be this nasty! Now I have an ass to fuck when my wife won't put out! Jake showed him out and came back in stroking his cock! My ass was empty and he stuck his finger in there and I moaned! Then he stuck two in there! He pulled them out and stuck them in my mouth! Suck off my fingers! he looked at me and said that ass is empty and we can't have that! He found my night stick which is also a vibrator and asked out loud how it worked! he turned it on and it's one 10 inches long. He put it in me and I started to rock on it and swing on the sling! He was stroking his cock and working it all the way in and turned up the power! I was moaning and losing my mind telling him to fuck me harder! He was getting verbal with me and telling me he was going to fuck the shit out of me multiple times but not yet! That's when he told me he fucked my husband the other night several times! He said that's when they worked out this scheme! He said he's always wanted my ass but never thought I went this way! He took out his phone and videos me getting fucked and moaning . You'll do what I want from now on or these videos go public! Do you understand??? I said yes and he said yes what? I looked at him and said Yes, Sir! he grabbed my leash and said, that's right boy! Your ass belongs to me! I can protect you at work but you'l do as I say! From now on once a month your ass is mine! I'll protect you from drug screenings as long as you do as I say! I am going to whore you out to some people you know and some you don't! And I get to fuck your husband whenever I want! With that he pulled my hair back and said open your mouth faggot and shoved his fat hard cock all the way down my through causing me to gag! With his right hand he was hold my head and fucking my throat and with his other hand he started slapping my ass! I am going to fuck you with dildos faggot and wait until your husband gets home to fuck you in front of him! He took me out of the sling and made me crawl on all fours towards him with my ass in the air! He grabbed a but plug and shoved it in! I yelled out and he said take it bitch! I was in heaven! I lusted after him for a long time! He made me sit up on my ass and push on the plug while he took the pipe and lit it and made me take 3 strong hits! Holding my nose in between ! He shoved his cock into my mouth and fucked my face! My throat was totally open by now as he fucked me deep! He pulled out and sat on the chair and pulled me over towards him and pulled me over his knee! I was hot and humiliated at the same time! he used his hand first and then switched to the paddle! he must have given me 30 wacks and I was hard when he pulled me up! He teased me about it and hit my balls lightly with the paddle! He scooted forward on the chair and spread his ass and made me eat his hairy hole! he put his feet on my back and I ate him out for at least 10 minutes! It was at this point that my husband came home and walk in on that scene! FUCKING HOT! Jake said, I own your husband's ass and mouth! My husband took his clothes off and came down to hold me! I watched it all on the video! you are so fucking hot as a bottom! My husband took my head and pushed it onto his cock and he turned and started sucking Jake! Husband got up and said let's put him back in the sling! They got me tied up and Jake and my husband started making out and it was HOT! My husband walked over and took another rig out of a box I didn't know about and I said, NO! I have had enough. My husband slapped my ass and said not your call! He slammed me and took a big 12 inch dildo out and shoved it into my hole! I went crazy fucking myself! My husband did a slam for himself and then went over to Jake and said fuck me! Jake sat on the chair with his almost 9 inches rock hard and my husband mounted him! they were kissing and making out in front of me while Jake fucked my husbands ass hard! I was lost in fucking myself when I heard the door chime go off! I didn't hear anyone and then all the sudden standing in front of us totally naked was Max, our security manager from work! 6'5 220 pounds of solid black meat! he's in his 20's and he's starring at me fucking myself and Jake fucking my husband! Jake said" welcome buddy"! I told you he was a total pig slut! He's all yours. Fuck the shit out of him! Jake pulled my husband off of his cock and spun him around so he could watch me get my mancunt raped! Max pulled my head back and put his lips on mine and kissed me deep with a hot tongue! he tried to put his cock into my mouth but the head was just too big! He took the bong and took a big hit and pulled out the dildo from my ass and shoved the head in to my hole and I let out a scream. He put his big hand over my mouth and said, Take it bitch"! and he shoved it all the way in! I almost passed out! He held it deep for me to stretch out and then he pulled out and drove it into me with all his weight! He fucked me deep and hard and was forcedful with his voice! He said he was going to fuck me for a long time! He fucked me for 10 minutes and shot his load but kept fucking me! His huge load was leaking out of my hole! My husband and Jake were egging him on to wreck my hole! He fucked me for almost an hour! Cumming 3 times! When he was done he pulled out, slapped my ass and said, that was only the first time! He put his clothes on and left! Jake came over and started fingering my hole and I was babbling. I was begging him to fuck me! He was taunting me to beg for it to make sure I really wanted it! He kept saying are you giving me your hole to own and I said yes! he told my husband to untie me and take me to the bed! He laid me on my back and told me to spread my legs and show him my abused hole! He lit the pipe and took 3 big hits all the time telling me to finger my man cunt! He said if he fucked me it won't be the last time and he will use me on the weekends! I said please fuck me! With that he crawled in between my legs and shove his fat cock into my sloppy used cunt and started to fuck me! The head was fat and hit the right spot. He pounded me mercilessly while my husband stroke his cock and watched! Jake took his time and fucked slow and fast for at least 30 minutes and pounded his first load into me and kept fucking me! 20 minutes later a second load was dumped into me! He pulled out made me suck him off clean and put in one of my inflatable remote control butt plugs! I still have it in! Several times while writing this he has zapped my ravaged hole! He has my husband in the sling right now! The time isn't over yet! Im told more dick is coming!

I just got my notification that everything has been completed and the prescription sent to the pharmacy from heymistr. I am excited to start prep, I’ve always been too apprehensive to BB especially anon. I went to the bathhouse a couple times, but each time left feeling frustrated I couldn’t let go and enjoy myself. That all changes soon enough. Hopefully very soon you can find me in club orlando one weekend in the sling with cum flooding my hole.

Does anyone know of any Triple DP vids out there?If so, please post links. 😛😛😛

ZEUS Gabriel didn’t care for his nickname Zeus. Allowing himself to be referred to as a God, even a made-up one, was prideful. Andrew… he wouldn’t refer to his friend as Assmunch in his head… Andrew said you didn’t get to choose your nickname. Even calling Andrew that word offended his sense of propriety. But an ass was the name for a donkey, and it was in the Bible, so although it rubbed him the wrong way he could allow himself to use it because Andrew insisted. He could do it for Andrew. The justification still felt uncomfortable. Andrew had gone home for his father‘s funeral and was supposed to return on Monday morning. Gabriel wanted to tell Andrew he understood how he felt but it wasn’t the right time. Gabriel was just ten years old when his father had died. The old tractor had slipped gear when his father had gone to move a thick branch that had fallen from the old oak in the north field. Two of his older brothers had been walking the field and saw but they were too far away to stop it from happening. He’d been crushed under the huge rear wheel and they hadn’t gotten him to the hospital before his lungs filled with blood. Death on a farm was simply a fact of life and life was hard. You worked from before the sun came up to when it went down, you didn’t whine or complain, everyone pulled their weight and there wasn’t much time for softness and sympathy. All his eleven sisters and brothers did their part. Gabriel was the youngest boy, and he had one sister that was younger. His mother cried on the day his father was buried, and that was all because grief was self-indulgent. The fields still needed plowed, the cows fed and milked, their two horses, chickens, pigs and dogs needed caring for. The cats took care of themselves, plenty of mice and small game for them. Besides, the cats preferred to stick to themselves, barely acknowledging anyone who walked by. The cats also had a job, and they mostly did it well. It didn’t mean he didn’t miss his father, or wasn’t affected when he died. You just accepted it and moved on. Dwelling on what couldn’t be changed was not the Gunnerson way. Hard work was the Gunnerson way, you did your best, did the right thing, made no excuses, minded your business, devoted yourself to God, your family and community and left each day complete and unwasted. At ten, he’d struggled with his father’s death, but his brothers and mother had only allowed a short time for him to be sad before setting him straight. His family wasn’t cold or unemotional, they just accepted that there was a time and place for indulging your feelings. His brothers had actually taken the time individually to explain that it was okay to remember and miss their father, but neglecting the living was an insult to the memory of the dead. Honor your father by fulfilling your responsibilities and looking forward, not back. “Sleeper, do you think Andrew will be back for graduation?“ he asked. Sleeper was working on his dress uniform for graduation.Sergeant Walters said it didn’t matter what the weather was going to be, it was going to happen. They were about to get hammered with a system that was going to have winds up to 60 kph and dump up to four feet of snow, and it was coming tonight. “It doesn’t look like it Zeus but its just a ceremony. It doesn’t mean he won’t get his qualification. He took his test before he left, felt good about it.” Sleeper explained. Gabriel had already pressed, polished, shined, and covered his uniform then hung it in his locker. He’d still go over it again Monday night because he wouldn’t leave anything to chance. “Do you think we’ll see him again?” Sleeper froze holding a shoe in one hand and a polishing cloth in the other. “I hope so Zeus.” he replied softly. There was something about his best friend that brought out the best in him and he didn’t feel quite the same without him. No one knew what their next duty station would be and they wouldn’t find out until later this week when they got their orders officially. The entire Company had been hand selected from different Units for this special 6 month training in Germany at the NATO training base, but they weren’t told why, or what the Army intended to do with them, only that it would be valuable to further their careers if they accepted. They could all go to different Regiments, or all to one. There were 61 Infantry Regiments possible currently. Gabriel thought their performance during this training would dictate their next assignment. It would all depend on which area you excelled in. A couple of the guys had to repeat tests and qualification but since they were still here he assumed they managed basic standards. “But if we go to Ranger School we will, right?” Gabriel asked the beautiful man he knew he was falling for. Addison was more than just a good soldier, more than an exciting body with a gorgeous handsome face. Addison had a feeling to him that was warm and safe to Gabriel. He still hadn’t reconciled acting on his sexual feelings for Addison and they hadn’t repeated it mostly because Gabriel knew it was important that they don’t do anything that would cause eyebrows to raise. But Gabriel wanted to do it again, and more. At home, before the Army, Gabriel found it easy to steer his mind away from illicit thoughts of men. Even in the time before he came to Germany when he saw a fellow soldier he considered attractive he could dismiss it as simple recognition of physical qualities. But Sleeper was GOOD, all the way inside. Yes, Addison knew he was attractive, flaunted himself continuously and he was prideful. Andrew called him cocky and arrogant. Gabriel felt that wasn’t exactly true. Arrogance would mean Addison used his attractiveness against others to gain advantage, or alternatively considered himself above others who weren’t entitled to be his equal. Addison didn’t behave that way, ever, with anyone. He helped anyone who asked, treated the entire Company with kindness and respect and never said a bad word about a single person. There was a graciousness to him in all things. It was like Addison didn’t see people in that way. Even if someone messed up, he didn’t get angry at them, he made it clear he was angry about what they did, not them. If one of the guys insulted him, he just smiled because insults didn’t bother him. He was much like Gabriel in that way. Insults said everything about the person expressing them, and nothing about the person being insulted. That didn’t mean Addison put up with any garbage from the guys. It was another thing that pleased Gabriel about Addison. He seemed to know exactly the appropriate response and level to defuse a potentially heated situation while still establishing such behavior wasn’t going to be tolerated by him. Addison was just perfect. He had a nobility in everything he was. Perhaps it had something to do with his family. Addison had let slip to Andrew that his ancestors had come to America in the 1630’s to help with the spread of Catholic missions in what was now Florida. Sent by the King of Spain, Addison’s distant ancestor was a minor noble. Of course, it was a certain kind of exile because the real power was in Mexico where there was gold, silver and gems and the Church held sway over the natives. Florida had nothing. All the hopes the Spanish had for Florida came to nothing, and by the mid 1600’s it was deemed a backwater colony that was worth no more than land. Gabriel knew it was wrong to listen to their conversation, but Addison could see him sitting there talking to Andrew on his bunk not far away so a small part of him argued that he had Addison’s permission to hear it. He knew it was rude and improper and he’d have been strapped for it when he was younger. Had been, in fact. Spare the rod, spoil the child as the Bible said. He was an I’ll behaved child, so it was only right that his father corrected him with a strapping. He watched Addison give his shoe a final close inspection. “The heel, Addison. You’re going to need the paint marker.” He observed to his friend. Addison sighed. “I’ll get it tomorrow. We have to mop now, so we can get to the laundry. Won’t have another chance today. We won’t go to Ranger School right away, Zeus. We need Airborne qualification. That’s the next step. Then RASP, where they put us through the ringer to see if we have what it takes. Those are both in Ft. Benning, GA, where we did our first Advanced Individual Training out of Basic. But Ranger School’s there too, that’s where the 75th Regiment is. I think they’ll send us all to Ft. Benning. I just find it odd that they wouldn’t tell us why they offered us THIS training, here. It was like Basic, AIT and specialty training on steroids and everyone had to master everything, not just their specialty. You have to wonder... all these guys have some kind of special quality, you can just see it in our performance on all the drills in the field, qualification modules and tests. None of us are lazy, stupid, or just coasting in the Army. We’re all set on going career. So it makes me think we’re some kind of test group. I can read between the lines and when they told us this was just another Advanced Individual Training and that‘s what we’d tell our families it sounded like they didn’t want us or anyone else to know what it REALLY was. And if they aren’t done with us, it may be a while before they let us become Rangers.” Addison was just thinking out loud, Gabriel knew. They’d all wondered what this training was for. After regular AIT they were given a list of duty stations to choose from. It didn’t mean you’d get any of your choices, you just went where they needed you. But with this training they hadn’t gotten a list. Which meant the Army had plans for them. At least that’s what Gabriel thought. The few conversations with the others said everyone suspected the same thing. This wasn’t ordinary in any way. “I hope we stay together, Addison.” Gabriel said seriously. He hoped Addison read between THOSE lines and understood he wasn’t talking about the Bravos. Addison smiled at him with that charming handsome face. Just then, Puta walked up. “Hey Puta, are you and your boyfriend gonna to do da mopping?” he said with a grin at Sleeper. Gabriel scowled at him. Sleeper couldn’t ignore that Zeus seemed insulted by being referred to as his boyfriend. Sleeper put his hand on Gabriel’s arm. “He’s joking, Zeus. You really need to read people better. Maybe we’ll work on that. Yeah Puta, we were just about to start. We’ll start out here. Socks only from now on.” I’ll let dem know.” Puta gave Zeus an apologetic look. “It was a joke, Zeus. You no have to strike me down.” Gabriel suppressed his frustration. Addison said this was how brothers behaved with teasing and insults. His own brothers had never done that. By example he was taught you said what you thought directly and good men weren’t sly or denigrating to the people they cared about. It didn’t bother him as much when Addison and Andrew behaved that way towards each other, but it was still wrong. After they got the barracks mopped, which took a while, they gathered their laundry and went to the laundromat. On Saturdays and Sundays they generally had permission to travel the base on task but they’d better have a reason to be somewhere if they were asked by a superior. They weren’t given total freedom because it was still a NATO training base and the powers that be didn’t want too much interaction between their Company and their international guests. Gabriel didn’t actually know why, but that was his guess. Other American soldiers were allowed to mix. It was just their Company that wasn’t. But then, they also weren’t allowed much interaction with the Americans either. It was more than odd. They all knew it was likely that Sergeant Walters and the Lieutenant knew about their Saturday night party. And their alcohol stash. Gabriel took note of every camera inside and outside the barracks. He’d also determined that their superiors allowed it to happen perhaps as a test. It could also be that Command was trying to allow them to let off the steam and youthful energy that built up over the week of being hyper focused, serious and full of pressure to perform knowing the Platoon was on near lockdown and would need an outlet. Sergeant Walters knew EVERYTHING that happened inside and outside the barracks. Gabriel was certain the other Sergeants and Lieutenants knew too. And they never got an unannounced visit from 2000 to 0000. After midnight it was anyone’s guess. But they were left alone to have their crazy Saturday night parties for four hours. At 1430, the barracks phone rang. Private Sendahl was tasked with barracks communication today so everyone knew he would answer. Everyone checked the message board just outside the entry door every time they left or entered, but sometimes orders came by phone. Of course, with Andrew gone Addison was in charge and he’d given out the barracks duties this morning. At 1500 Gabriel would have to walk the entire barracks for inspection. At some point today or tomorrow morning the Sergeants would be looking in every crack and crevice to find the smallest speck of dust or equipment out of place or off by a half inch. The entire platoon was finishing up last minute cleaning and arranging determined by Addison’s duty list. Saturday nights and Sundays they didn’t have a duty Sergeant watching them from the small alcove off the open bay so Sendahl... Wanker, Gabriel reminded himself, had to run over to get the phone. “Guys, it’s Assmunch!” Cade Sendahl yelled into the bay. Addison appeared quickly to take the phone. “BUDDY! Damn, I was hoping you’d call. How are you holding up?” Addison remained quiet, listening to whatever Andrew responded. “Yeah, Zeus and I got your stuff secured. Zeus did the packing so you know it’s done right but you can kick his ass if it gets to you and something is fucked up. Tomorrow I’ll have Bootlicker take your issued gear and sign it back in at the Quartermaster’s before the snow gets too deep.” Another pause. “No, we don’t know either. I don’t think it’s a secret, just that they are waiting to tell us. You know how it is.” The rest of the platoon had been slowly gathering as the word spread that Andrew was on the phone. “Yeah, probably not but I think wherever we’re going will be together. At least most of us will, you know everyone met or exceeded performance expectations so it’s just a matter of if they want to carve us up. A few of us are betting on Ft. Benning for Airborne qualification but who knows.” Sleeper was sitting on the edge of the Sergeant’s desk playing with the phone cord while he listened. “I hope so too, buddy. He’s right here. Zeus, Assmunch wants you next. The rest of you hang around, he wants to talk to you too but make it quick he’s calling long distance.” Gabriel took the phone from Sleeper’s hand. “Hi Andrew….Yes, we know. It will probably be Tuesday during or after graduation……Friday? I don’t know why they’d make you wait that long but if you want to call us on Wednesday we’ll tell you what we know……Me too, Andrew…..Julio? Okay.“ Gabriel held the phone out to Puta. “You’re next.” There was only a little surprise that leaked through when he said it. The order that Andrew called for them was being noted. Puta wasn’t usually one of Andrew’s top choices. Even Puta seemed surprised. “Ay, Puta. You got everyting tightened down over der?” Puta‘s smooth accented voice said. “Jess... we no slackin’ off but dat Puta Footlong embarrassed us by finishing da 4 miles way before da rest of us. We gonna tie him to his rack and beat him wit our boots tonight. It’s no fair, he got three legs to run wit. Si, hermano mio. Yo tambien.” Puta held the phone out to Wanker. “Here Puta.” Wanker held the phone to his head for a half a minute, just uttering an ‘uh huh, okay. Yes. Sure Assmunch.” then he passed the phone to Troll. Slowly over the next twenty minutes, Assmunch had talked to everyone in the whole platoon. After Andrew hung up, the mood was generally happy and upbeat, but with an underlying current of somberness. Most of them wanted Assmunch with the platoon. Without him, Gabriel felt like they were missing a crucial limb, or marching into battle without a weapon. They were gradually filtering back to the duties they’d been taking care of before the phone call when the door at the end of the bay flew open. “BRAVO PLATOON FORM UP!” Sergeant Walters yelled at the top of his lungs. They all scrambled to form up at attention. It took a full 45 seconds for everyone to get to the bay from where they’d been cleaning the barracks. Sergeant Walters looked angry. “You grunts think you’re done? When I say fall in you don’t kiss your girlfriends goodbye, you don’t wipe your ass, you don’t let your FUCKING FEET TOUCH THE GROUND! Fifty! Now!” As one they flung themselves to the floor and started pumping out the push-ups. While they paid their penance, Sergeant Walters continued. “ECWCS... that’s level 6 EXTENDED Cold Weather uniform Private Demon, if I catch you without them again you’re scrubbing my barracks roof free of every spec of snow. You have 12 minutes to get to bugout location.” He turned and left through the door. “You think we’re going somewhere?” Wanker piped up first. He was hammering through his pushups almost doing two for everyone else’s one. Footlong was not far behind him. The rest kept a slower steady pace. “Guess we’ll find out.” Cellblock said. Gabriel liked Quincy Washington. The man the rest called Cellblock was a fit 185 lbs of the most amazing dark skin, with large hands and feet, long sleek legs, no body fat and a behind that was almost as nice as Addison’s. Being from rural Wisconsin, Gabriel had never seen anyone like him. He was absolutely beautiful and not long after he’d met him Gabriel knew he was a good man. And he was smart. Gabriel thought he might actually be smarter than Bootlicker. After Addison, Quincy was one of the soldiers in his platoon Gabriel had to remind himself not to have illicit thoughts about. It only took them a minute to complete their exercise after which they all scrambled to don their ECWs and get out the door for the run to building 237. When they arrived, the other Platoons were already in formation. They wasted no time assuming their space between the Alphas and the Charlies. Private Lamont scanned their ranks as they passed by, and Gabriel saw a puzzled surprise on his face. His face never left forward, but he spoke out the side of his mouth. “Where’s Assmunch?” He whispered loudly enough for his voice to carry, and no more. “Home.” “Fuck. Booted?” “Funeral.” “Fuck.” “Listen up!” Sergeant Horvath yelled from the front. “Platoon leaders front and center!” Lamont, Taylor, and Kincaid stepped away and moved to the front. Addison, being Andrew’s second joined them. Gabriel couldn’t hear what they were being told, but they soon returned with a package sealed in plastic. “Squad leaders, to me.” Addison announced. Privates Washington, Simmons and Davidson stepped to Addison’s side. “Demon, check your boots and tighten those laces.” Addison said before turning to his squad leaders. Lamont, Taylor and Kincaid were doing the same with their Platoons. “Zeus, come up here. You’re acting squad leader while I command the Platoon.” Addison opened the package and produced four sealed envelopes that he handed to the squad leaders. “Those are your orders. BRAVOS, LOAD UP IN THE TRANSPORT AT THE SOUTH OF THE LOT. MOVE OUT!” As one, the Bravos grunted in a yell “UNH!” And ran in step to the transport, the squad leaders running beside and slightly behind them. Addison was out front. Gabriel saw that the other Platoons were doing the same toward their transports at the separate cardinal locations of the lot. They packed into the troop transport… and they were packed. Four of the guys sat on the floor in the middle between the feet of the others, and the rest that didn’t have seats on the benches were on someone’s lap. Sendahl had taken Gabriel’s lap. Gabriel didn’t mind. “Listen up!” Addison yelled over the sound of the truck engine. “We’re being dropped at Ottenhoff, 45 clicks due west of Grafenwoehr. When we arrive, get our support transport unloaded. Bootlicker, when does the front of the storm get here?” “Four hours at the earliest, Sleeper.” Bootlicker yelled. “Assuming constant current speed.” Sleeper took a few seconds to think. “I want Squad leaders to get me camp locations by the time we offload. We’re spending the night in the forest, brothers. Time is not on our side. We’re moving out fast so everyone check and double check the soldier next to you.” “Wanker, sit on Troll.” Gabriel ordered. When Wanker moved, Zeus took his orders packet from his coat’s breast pocket and opened it. Inside he found a topographic map of the area. It had a transparent overlay of man made landmarks like roads, towns and farms. “Simmons, Davidson, Washington… let’s confer.” Everyone switched places so the four Squad Leaders could consult their maps. Forty minutes later they poured out of the transport and had the second transport unloaded of their packs and gear. The Platoon made quick work of getting everything on their backs and on two sleds. The Squad Leaders huddled around Sleeper. “Here, Sleeper.” Cellblock pointed to a location 10 km’s to the east inside the forest. “I wish we had a satellite image.” Sleeper mused. “These packs and the sleds will slow us down.” “Some. But The Veldenstein Forest has roads and trails. Yeah, it’s not a direct route, but what we lose in distance we make up because it’s easier ground to travel. Less variations in the terrain.” Cellblock explained. “We assumed our orders were to get back to base. We only have three hours to reach the site and get camp set up before the storm hits. 6 miles gives us a little padding, we can do that in two hours over this terrain, but we have to hustle.” “I confirm mission is to return to base. We’re to rendezvous with the Charlies here, by nightfall tomorrow.” Sleeper pointed to another location on the map. It was 20 km from where their camp would be tonight. On a nice clear day with no snow on the ground, making their target would be a breeze. “Plan a route tonight that will get us there before tomorrow dark. We’ll be marching while it snows, and tonight we’re supposed to get a foot or more so by end of day tomorrow it’ll be two feet deep. There’s going to be problems that will slow us down. If we’ve got to cut across the terrain to do it, then we do it.” “No Sleeper. We stick to the roads.” Gabriel spoke. “We don’t want to go off into the woods on that much fresh snow. We don’t know these woods. You’ve never been in a storm like this, I have. Expect visibility to be limited. We’re going to need every landmark we can use, and roads and trails are best. A foot of snow is manageable in the woods. But by mid day tomorrow we’re going to have problems if we don’t stick to the roads.” Sleeper sharpened his gaze on Zeus. “Can we make it back to base by Wednesday with this snow?” Zeus looked at Cellblock, who shrugged. “Maybe. It will depend on everyone keeping up and the weather. After we leave the Veldenstein, it’s open farmland until we reach the base. But we’re also marching with the Charlies. Too many unknowns.” “Okay. Let’s just focus on the rendezvous with Lamont tomorrow and hope he’s got more intel.” Sleeper decided. The Bravos moved out at a steady jog, choosing to eat up distance with speed. They arrived at their chosen site just as the first snowflakes began. The temperature had plummeted a half hour before. It was expected to drop to 4 degrees by midnight. “Everyone pair up in tents. It’s going to be cold. From now on everyone sticks to their buddy, you don’t go anywhere without him.” Sleeper announced. Dimples, Bootlicker, and Spaghetti I need a breakdown of the gear we have. Zeus, you and I are paired up.” A few of the guys looked at each other and grinned. Gabriel caught it and wondered what that meant. Gabriel erected the tent he and Sleeper would share. He put their packs inside and rolled out their sleeping bags. He watched Sleeper speak with Dimples, Bootlicker and Spaghetti presumably receiving a report on their supplies. Then he went to speak with Cellblock. By the time he returned, Gabriel was heating up a couple MRE’s over a sterno flame. “Thanks, Zeus.” Sleeper said, taking one of the hot meals. While he ate, they talked. “Zeus, you might have the most practical experience out of all of us with this kind of weather and wilderness. What are we looking at? We have three days to get back to base.” Gabriel gave it some thought. He had the map memorized except for the minor topographic features. “Ottenhoff is at a slightly higher elevation than Grafenwoehr, a difference of 60 meters or so. We don’t have to travel the whole uphill, that will help. But the forest isn’t flat, it’s very hilly. Walking through deep snow will tire us out a lot faster, and cut our distance per day down. We need an average of 12 km per day. If we can do 20 tomorrow, that will help but I think it will take everything we have to make 14.” Sleeper was thinking. “Cellblock, come over here.” Sleeper called. “In fact, Mini Hulk (that was Squad Leader Simmons) and Shark (Davidson ) you come too.” The three of them brought their meals over and squatted next to Sleeper. Mini Hulk was a 5’8” block of muscle, nothing but muscle piled on muscle. He looked like a stack of wrapped tires in his insulated uniform. A stack of tires without a discernible neck. You couldn’t see his fiery red hair hidden under his balaclava. Like most of them he’d thrown the hood of his coat back for freedom of movement and vision. Shark just had a strange face and that was the only physically remarkable thing about him. He was 5’10”, 170, light brown hair deep brown eyes. His face seemed to come to a point centered on his nose and mouth, sloping forward from his hairline to his nose. His nose turned up at the tip, and his jaw and front teeth jutted forward before pulling back to an unfortunate chin. His teeth were gapped and misaligned even though they were all there, just a mangled mess of a mouth. Shark was the least insulting nickname they could come up with. Demon wanted to call him Dickshredder. Andrew had vetoed that being more cruel than funny. Shark was wily and could be as vicious as his namesake, as quick to lash out as he was to drop it so that you always had the sense he was never without a plan of attack and escape. Shark would hit and then be gone before you felt the pain. Gabriel was certain the guy had been picked on mercilessly when he was younger. “Who in your squads has experience with deep snow?” Sleeper asked them. He wasn’t talking to Zeus. “Olympic in my squad worked winters at a Vail ski resort and almost made the U.S. freestyle team for the ‘90 Games. He’s got winter rescue training too.” Mini Hulk replied. “And Chunk grew up in Central Washington State. He was saying there’s different kinds of snow and you have to know what you’re dealing with.” “All mine are from the central U.S. or the south.” Shark answered. “No help there.” Cellblock, always patient, spoke last. “Alaska is our guy, boss. Ice, snow, storms, wilderness … he knows it all. He said his father would take them out hunting in some awful weather.” Sleeper nodded. “Looks like we have our guide team. Get them over here.” They all downed the last of their meals while the others joined them. Sleeper had Wanker police their trash. A light snowfall of large flakes had started. The sky was already dark and the eerie quiet was only broken by the hushed conversations happening around the camp. “Alaska, you take the lead.” Sleeper began. “We go where you say, when you say, how you want it to happen. Zeus, Chunk and Olympic are your team. You all have different experience with this weather, terrain and movement. Don’t take crazy risks, but let’s try to reach the rendezvous before the Charlies.” Sleeper waited a moment before continuing. “We’ve got level 7’s in the gear they sent. Do you think we need to suit up?” Alaska spoke up. “Not tonight. It’s going to be cold tomorrow morning, but unless the wind during the day gets bad our movement will keep us warm enough as we march. Our tents and bags will be fine tonight. Keep the freezer suits packed up. Some do better than others in near zero conditions, so if anyone needs to go level 7, we can always pull them out but most of us will be sweating our asses off tomorrow. We need to let everyone know NOT to de-layer, no matter how much they sweat. Conserving core heat is critical.” Chunk chimed in. “The snowfall will be heavy tomorrow. We can’t spread out so everyone stays within eyesight, and we rotate the lead so no one is breaking new snow for more than an hour. Anyone in the rear will have the easiest time so the lead and the group right behind move to the rear each hour. I’d recommend a two man column.” Sleeper nodded. “Sounds smart. Zeus, any thoughts?” Gabriel squinted his eyes in thought. “We have to think ahead. Two feet of snow will be extremely difficult and that’s the minimum we’re looking at. Not seeing the ground and having to lift our feet is bad, but that’s not the real problem. Our legs and feet will be wet and frozen in under two hours. We need to be above the snow. Not only will we move faster, we’ll avoid injuries. We need snowshoes. Skis would be better, but we don’t have those.” Skis and poles would have been apparent if they’d been included in the gear. Gabriel sighed. “If the storm turns bad, we have to shelter in place until it blows out or wait for rescue.” “There won’t be a rescue. We’re on our own. At least until Thursday. If it’s bad enough for us to hunker down, they won’t be able to get to us. Keep that in mind.” Sleeper said. They all looked at each other. Gabriel knew they were all thinking the same thing: that disaster could strike in ten different ways between someone getting seriously injured, to getting lost, to the weather turning into a full scale blizzard. They were in woods, so snow-burdened falling branches were a real danger. As the snow got deeper it would become more and more difficult to see sudden drops, obstacles, shallow water. Dense snowfall coupled with gale force winds would make navigation almost impossible. “You four need to get us there. Use every trick you know.” Sleeper said. “Go brief your squads.” **************** Alaska showed Zeus, Chunk and Shark how to make rough snowshoes from thin pine branches, and then how to attach them to their boots. They would only last them the day… maybe… but were fast to make and the raw materials were readily available. Zeus finally got to the tent close to 2300 hours after getting the squad to make their snowshoes. He’d shown them what Alaska taught him by making Sleeper a set, so Sleeper could use the time to figure out a plan, set contingencies and do all the things a Platoon leader needed to do. “Boots inside, Addison. It’s warmer in here and you don’t want to dig them out of the snow tomorrow morning.” Zeus told his friend. Zeus picked up Sleeper’s boots, knocked the snow from them and put them next to his near the tent opening. Sleeper was snuggled in his bag, looking at the map by flashlight. “Thanks buddy.” Sleeper watched Zeus unzip his bag and start to crawl in. “The rest of the guys in their tents?” “Yes, Addison, except for the watch.” Sleeper replied. “Good. Good. Um, Zeus?” Sleeper said, not believing that his voice was shaking with nervousness like a schoolgirl with a crush on the football quarterback. “Yes Addison?” “Uh… do you want to zip our bags together? We would have more room. To conserve heat, I mean. These are kind of small, and you’re big, and…” Oh Jesus that sounded weak as shit, he thought. “It’s going to be really cold, and -“ “Okay.” Zeus said in a deep monotone voice with no inflection. Was that reluctance? His giant friend yanked back his bag, nearly breaking the zipper. What the fuck was he angry about? Well shit, he didn’t seem too excited about sharing. Maybe since Zeus got what he wanted five weeks ago he wasn’t interested anymore. Zeus hadn’t been anything except slightly friendly the whole time since then. That kind of hurt Sleeper’s feelings. He wasn’t even asking for sex and just wanted some companionship. Maybe a piece of him wanted the sex too, but they had so many layers on that would prove difficult. “Forget it. Just thought we should keep warm.” Sleeper said. And even to himself it came off sounding short and irritated. “Get some rest.” Zeus was just looking at him, half out of his sleeping bag. Sleeper couldn’t read anything on his face. Nothing, it was completely blank just like it always was. Andrew would know how to read Zeus but Andrew wasn’t here and then Zeus looked away before climbing back into his sleeping bag, re-zipping it and turning away to sleep facing the side of the tent. Yeah, the big guy definitely wasn’t interested anymore. Well damn. Sleeper really liked the big puppy and he was looking forward to finding out if Zeus fucking his ass was really as incredible as it was that first time. There had been something awesome about the feeling of Zeus’s big body on him, his intensity during sex, the power and strength of him and the thrill of not being in control to being the object of Zeus’s lust. None of that happened with Assmunch but it looked like he wasn’t going to get the chance to find out. And that hurt a little too. **************** What was wrong with Addison? Gabriel asked himself. Was he mad at him? Gabriel tried to think of what he’d done wrong and couldn’t think of a single thing. Addison must have seen how happy he was to sleep next to him, nearly jumping out of his sleeping bag to start zipping it to Addison’s … too happy. It was his face, Gabriel knew. It just gave everything away. He would have to do better at keeping his emotions under control. Addison wasn’t gay, he’d said so and that night with him and Andrew was probably just the other two experimenting or being nice to him. Andrew said they had to cool it for a while because of Puta, but maybe he just said that to get Gabriel to calm down. And now, Addison was only trying to look out for him in the storm and Gabriel had taken it as a sign, FINALLY, that Addison was ready for more. They weren’t in the barracks, no one could see in the tent and Gabriel was excited to wrap his body around Addison’s and kiss him. Just the thought of falling asleep holding Addison’s little muscle body gave him an erection. But when Gabriel let his excitement show, Addison suddenly backed off hard and told him to forget it. Maybe Addison had seen his erection and that was why. No, he was bundled up too much for anything to show. It had to have been his eagerness that made Addison change his mind. That made Gabriel sad. Why wasn’t Andrew here? He’d know what to do. **************** Time: 0100 hr. “Lieutenant, we have a problem.” Corporal Evans poked his head into Lieutenant Campbell’s office. There was always a duty officer assigned when a training operation was in progress. Campbell had night watch. “What is it, Corporal?” the lieutenant asked. He was looking at his Platoon’s qualification scores, combining them onto the master report he’d have to send up the chain to Command. He and the other lieutenants had been comparing their groups and it was apparent that Bravo Platoon was exceptional. Even so, there wasn’t a large performance gap between the Bravos and the others. The Army had chosen well. “Radar is showing a depression moving up the Bay of Biscay and crossing into France. The jet stream is going to carry it right to us and it’s moving fast. It’s going to hit our arctic front before sunrise tomorrow. It’s not going to be good.” Evans explained. “We’ve got men out there. The models are all over the place, but this could get as bad as the one in 1987.” Campbell stood up. “Better call everyone in, Corporal. And let’s get Motor Transport on standby. If we need to go get our boys, I don’t want a delay.” The training team was assembled in 45 minutes. “So we’re sure this is going to get that bad?” Sergeant Horvath asked. They could all see the path and intensity of what was headed their way. When it hit the dip in the jet stream hovering over Bavaria where they were, it was going to get violent. And it was going to pull in warmer air toward the west from southeast Europe. Jet stream moving fast, easterly with a depression riding along with it pulling warmer air westerly… the whole region was going to become a maelstrom of ice, snow and wind. “We can’t assume otherwise, Sergeant.” Corporal Evans said. “There are too many similarities to ‘87.” “Do we have a big enough window to track them down in the forest AND get them back here before we get hit?” Lieutenant Campbell asked. Sergeant Walters spoke up. “We have enough time to get to them, but we’ll never make it back.” “Do we have radio contact? Can we order them back to their drop off locations?” Captain Patterson asked. “Maybe get them to a town to wait it out?” “Orders were radio silence until all four Platoons joined up.” Campbell pointed out. “We’re listening, but as far as they know this is part of the operation and they won’t break radio silence until they realize they can’t handle this. By that time it’s going to be too late to help them.” Captain Patterson leaned into Major Ondrian’s shoulder. They had a quick whispered conversation. “Pack out.” Captain Patterson ordered. “You’re to locate your Platoons on foot and sit tight until we can extract you after this blows through. I want status reports every hour until further notice.” ************ Time: 0200 hr. Sleeper jerked awake to the sound of his name. “Sleeper! Wake up!” “Awake, soldier. Report.” Sleeper responded, finding the zipper on his bag and climbing out. “Chunk’s nervous, Sleeper. He said to get you up right away.” After pulling on his boots Sleeper exited the tent, throwing up the hood of his coat. The freezing wind hit his face and hands, and he quickly pulled his balaclava up over his nose and threw on his gloves. Zeus stirred behind him. In the snow and dark, Sleeper took a moment to re-orient himself. He could barely make out another figure about 10 feet away. That had to be Chunk. The snow was already a foot deep and it was falling faster and heavier than just a few hours ago. “Chunk, what’s going on?” Sleeper asked after trudging over to Chunk who was staring up at the darkness, turning his head slowly around. The atmosphere was bizarre the way it dampened sound like he was speaking into a pillow. “We better get Alaska up, and Zeus. I think everyone needs to get up.” Chunk replied, still watching the air. “Why?” “Snow’s changed, Sleeper. It’s bad. It’s hard to explain. Wind direction is all over the place and the snow coming down now is wetter. Air smells different, tangy and sharp. Pressure’s dropped, just fucking bottomed out about a half hour ago. I don’t need to see the clouds. We’re gonna get hit bad. My grandfather would say even the wolves would leave the hunt to find a hole. We need to figure out better shelter than two man tents. And we’re not going anywhere for a few days.” “How much time do we have?” Sleeper asked. “Maybe 5 hours.” Chunk answered. “But every hour it’ll get worse up until then.” “Get everyone up. We need a plan.” Sleeper ordered. There was some grumbling, but it was hushed. In ten minutes they were all huddled in a group. Sleeper explained what Chunk had told him. “I need ideas. Our tents can’t handle the heavier snow, especially if the wind is going to drive it up to pile against them.” “Windbreaks? We’re in the woods, we could have something together in a few hours.” Dimples suggested. Chunk and Alaska shook their heads. Alaska spoke up, “nothing temporary is going to hold up against the wind. And I agree with Chunk, when it hits the wind is going to come from everywhere, strong. We need a hole. A deep hole.” “What about snowpack over a windbreak? We could dig in next to that rock formation we passed a half mile back.” Zeus offered. Sleeper looked at Chunk and Alaska. Alaska shrugged. “It needs to be big enough for all of us for several days. The snowpack will keep the wind from tearing the shelter apart, but it needs to be thick and packed hard.” “We’ve got 5 hours, tops.” Sleeper called out. “Break camp and pack up. Zeus, you and Alaska break a trail to that rock formation, something we can follow. Footlong, we need light. Wanker, I want that radio. Sorry guys, I’m breaking radio silence, we’re going to blow this op. If it’s going to get as bad as Chunk says, we can’t do this. I don’t think they planned on this. I need updated orders, and to give them our location. Move!”

Thanks for the rapid response and suggestions, will see if they help. Incidentally, the website of a local public transport company worked fine for years, then I suddenly couldn‘t access it any more, while other people had no problem. It turned out that the website didn‘t like my IP address, as it worked OK again when I used an IP address in Texas via a VPN service. It seemed ridiculous to look up a local public transport connection in Germany by using a US IP address, but it works: my standard IP address still doesn‘t get access to that website. So maybe I should try logging on to Breeding Zone with an IP address in another country?

Get on PrEP and still be a cumdump plus get tested every 3 months for other STI

Use condoms when you fuck her and bareback only with men...

Still blocked by the administrators. But below you will find the third part of Brad's transformation. I have not been idle and have completed part 5 here. Tomorrow I will post part 4 and I hope by Saturday I will have proofread part to post it then. In writing parts 4 and 5, I had to stop at times to jerk off myself. I hope you feel the same way when reading the story. Enjoy. Part 3 Slut training lesson one Well slut, what do you say to this said Jack. Will you work for your pleasure. Brad looked at Jack doubtfully, what should he say to this. His pussy was screaming for him to join in, his body was craving attention but his mind didn't want to go along with it yet. Jack saw that Brad was stuck with his thoughts and fingered the hole of his new slut. Brad began to ride Jack's finger. I want to hear slut, will you work for this pleasure and stopped Brad from fingering. Don't stop said Brad softly don't stop. You know what I want to hear Jack said. I .... I ..... yes what you said Jack. With hesitation there came out anyway I will work for it sir from Brad. It wasn't that hard slut. I knew you would work for it. You want your pussy filled and when I am done with you you will scream you want to be filled, you will say it without hesitation. Brad was embarrassed by what he had just said. This was not him, he was not gay. But still he could not resist the cry of his pussy to be filled. Well then said Jack then we will put you to work. He took a leg spreader from the wall and untied one of Brad's legs and in the meantime attached the spreader between his two legs. Brad who felt his legs were free was too late to react. The chems that were still coursing through his body had dazed him. His arms were untied from the bed and Brad thought for a moment of wanting to escape but he was pressed hard against the bed by Jack. What were you thinking slut, I'm loose I'm quickly trying to escape. Brad had no strength to resist and Jack placed his large and firm hand around Brad's neck and squeezed it so he couldn't breathe. I'll tell you 1 time kindly after that you won't get off cheap. You are my property from now on and you go and stand where I say understood. Brad couldn't answer and felt himself getting lightheaded and nodded. Jack loosened his grip and Brad got back into oxygen. Understood slut. Brad who was afraid to be grabbed again and said immediately and without hesitation yes sir I understand. Brad had to sit down on the bed and Jack took the harness he had laid ready. Put it on Jack said, Brad took the harness and put it on and Jack closed the straps. Brad had to put his arms on his back and Jack clicked them to the ring attached to the back. He was helped off the bed and had to stand up. The cane between his legs didn't make that easy and the chems made him stand and twist on his legs. Jack took some chains from the wall and while he was fastening them, Brad was thinking about whether he could escape or not. He looked at his options but he couldn't think clearly enough yet and his legs were weak and with that stick between his legs it wouldn't work. He had no choice but to stand because if he tried anything Jack would intervene immediately and who knows what he would do. Jack had attached the chains to the ceiling and loosened one arm from Brad's back and clipped it to the chain. He did the same with the other arm and Brad was now standing upright with his arms spread across the room. Time for some training said Jack You've had enough to enjoy he said and he stepped over to the wall and took some props. He placed a nipple clamp on each nipple and Brad squealed out. Don't cry slut this is just the beginning. He tied off the balls with a piece of string and hung a weight on them. Brad curled his toes and tried to swallow the pain. Jack came up behind Brad and took a whip in his hand and lightly struck Brad's ass. Brad shocked from the blow and the shock caused the weight to swing back and forth pulling on his balls. With the swinging of the weight it pulled more and more on his balls causing his scrotum to be pulled out. Brad had conflicting feelings running through his body. He experienced both pain and pleasure. Jack gave another stroke this one was already a little harder and again he gave a cry. With the next stroke I don't want to hear another scream slut. Do you understand? Because if you give any more cries I will hit harder and harder. Brad didn't want him to hit harder and on the next stroke he tried to hold back and only let out a light murmur. You learn fast Jack said, that's the way I like it. The next stroke he gave was against Brad's cock and this time he couldn't hold back and let out another moan. You know what this means slut and Jack gave another stroke but this time it was harder. The weight on his balls swung back and forth violently pulling firmly on his balls but Brad forgave the pain and did not let out a cry. Good girl. Brad received a few more strokes of the whip and couldn't hold on any longer he wanted it to stop. Please stop this I can't take any more. Jack came to stand in front of Brad and pulled on the nipple clamps. I decide when we stop. Brad squealed out and curled his toes. Stop screaming Jack called out and pulled even harder on the nipples. Brad once again forfeited the pain he began to sob and tears ran down his cheeks. Jack took the whip back in his hand and was now striking the nipples. Brad had no strength left and little by little he was sinking through his legs more. Jack grinned, we will have to train you slut you need to get stronger because with such a weak slut we are nothing. Jack put the whip away and went to the table with the bottles and took the pipe and some crystals. We will give you back some strength he said. Brad was near the end of his strength and wanted it to stop. You may blow some clouds. You can choose he said either you do it yourself or I put the mask on it is up to you. Brad didn't know what to say. He didn't want any chems, in fact he would have preferred to leave but he also knew he had no choice. Maybe if I do it myself I can make sure I fake it. I'll do it without the mask sir see Brad. Good choice, Jack said. He took the pipe and showed Brad how it worked. When I say inhale you do so until I say stop. You can't breathe out until I say so, you understand slut. If you don't do this then you will get from the whip. Jack had the whip in his hand. Brad knew he wouldn't be able to fake it because he didn't want to get hit again. Then rather walk around high anything is better than that pain. Jack took the pipe and lit it the crystals began to melt and the smoke formed. He placed the pipe against Brad's mouth and said inhale slut and hold it. Brad did his best because he didn't want to get another hit from the stick. He held in the smoke and as soon as he could he blew out a big white cloud. He felt a warm feeling come over him and Jack said breathe in again and he did what was asked of him. The more he breathed in the white smoke the warmer he got and the hornier he got back and he felt the energy coming back. Jack repeated it a few more times and as soon as he saw Brad's eyes begin to spin around in his head and his pupils were in his head like flying saucers he stopped. Brad was completely gone. The other chems hadn't fully worn off yet and if anything he was getting a new batch in. Yesterday he had never taken drugs and for the last few hours he had not been sober. Before he would realize it himself, he would be addicted and couldn't live without it. Brad had fallen into a trance. He heard the moans from on the flat screen and he felt Jack's firm hands caressing his body. Brad groaned and Jack stopped stroking. He unloaded the weight on Brad's balls and also removed the nipple clamps. Releasing the weight was a relief for Brad but releasing the clamps made him moan in pain. His arms were also loosened and secured back on his back. The cane was taken from between his legs and finally Brad could reposition his legs the way he wanted. On your knees said Jack. Brad got down on his knees without a problem and thought he could rest for a while. His head was spinning, his pussy was itching and he was as horny as could be. He looked at the screen and saw a boy who was also on his knees and he was sucking the cocks that were offered to him. Brad liked what he saw and opened his mouth and his tongue came out and moaned lightly. He couldn't think straight anymore because if he could think straight it wouldn't have found this horny. Do you like what you see slut. Do you want to suck a pole too. Do you want to indulge your master and embrace your real slut side. Brad couldn't make any sense out of it and he wanted to say no but Jack couldn't hear that it was more of a moan and mumble than a no. Ok then said Jack and he stepped to the wall and took a mouth spreader, he placed it in Brad's mouth and attached it to his head. Brad's mouth was completely spread open and drool started pouring out of his mouth. Brad didn't really realize what was happening because his head was spinning. Before we go any further you need to drink some more slut said Jack and he took the rest of the Getorade pulled on Brad's hair pulling his head back and telling him to drink it all without spilling a drop. Jack poured the Getorade laced with G into Brad's mouth and he obediently swallowed it all. Brad had to stand back up and sit in the shower. I have to piss first said Jack. Jack took his pole in his hand and started pissing all over Brad's face. Brad felt humiliated and didn't want this and tried to stand up. But with the piss falling past him onto the floor of the shower he slipped and fell headfirst into the wall. You shouldn't try to avoid this slut. From now on, you're a pisser and soon your mouth will be a mouth to piss in. You'll like it and you'll learn to swallow it all neatly. Brad shook his head and tears began to form. Brad who was wet with piss had to crawl out of the shower on all fours until it was in front of the bed. Jack set himself on the bed and took hold of Brad's head. His mouth was still spread wide open and drool was running from his mouth. Jack spat into Brad's mouth and he looked at his eyes which were now spinning around even more in his head. The G is starting to work again he thought. Time to teach him to suck. He took hold of his limp pole and placed his thick fat glans on Brad's tongue. It's time slut, it's time you thanked your master for all the pleasure he has already given you. Brad could do nothing and tears were running down his cheeks. This was the moment he would have to suck and cock for the first time. He did not want this, but he knew he would have no choice he could not possibly close his mouth and could not leave . The last drops of piss dripped onto his tongue and this was how he tasted piss for the first time. It made him gag. Are you going to gag already said Jack and my pole is not even in your mouth yet. Jack pushed his already half hard cock into Brad's open mouth. Even before Jack could say now you can gag, Brad got a disgust reflex because Jack's penis was way too big for Brad's mouth who had no experience with sucking. Don't you dare throw up slut, you could lick it all up. Instead of being disgusted you should lick my pole clean with your tongue, later you can learn to suck, first you should learn to use your tongue. Even though was he horny from the G and the Tina yet Brad began to weep and tears ran down his cheeks. Jack had had enough and pulled his hair and told him to lick and Brad couldn't help but lick Jack's pole with his tongue. Carefully he began to lick. But Jack was not content with this and took hold of Brad's head and pushed his pole completely inside, Jack's cock was completely up to Brad's throat and again he started gagging. Jack slapped the head and told him to stop gagging, he needed to indulge his master's pole. Brad got a new surge of horniness over him the G gave off a new load of horniness and his pussy began to call back to be filled. Tears welled up in his eyes, wet with piss, drool running from his mouth and a thick pole in his mouth. How could anyone possibly enjoy this he thought but still he was horny and wanted his ass filled he couldn't stop the feeling , no matter how much he wanted to. Jack withdrew his almost hard pole and Brad gasped and began to babble something unintelligible. The G and Tina were firmly working making him tell his thoughts. But because of the mouth spreader, Jack didn't immediately understand what he was saying. What he understood from it was pussy and stuffed. Jack was able to make ends meet and took hold of Brad's neck and looked deep into his flying saucers. Do you want your pussy filled slut, do you want to enjoy. Brad who no longer had control over what he said or did nodded. A smile appeared on Jack's mouth. Good, you'll have to earn it then. Jack stood up and picked up a medium plug and smeared it with Tina lube and with the suction cup he placed it against the wall. Brad had to stand up and walk over to the wall. He saw the plug hanging on the wall and he got a fright. Jack looked at Brad and said this is what you wanted right? You asked for it. Brad who was so high and had no idea what he was doing or saying just nodded. You can spoil your own ass later. You can show me how much you want that plug in your pussy. But first I will take off your mouthpiece. Jack took the spreader out of Brad's mouth also loosened his arms and placed him in front of the wall and made him bend over and lower himself until the top of the plug pressed against his pussy. Brad felt the tip pushing at his pussy and a warm feeling came over him. His mind told him to insert that plug fully that way he would be complete. He tried to sit on the plug to get it into his pussy that way but Jack stopped him. So hasty, do you have such a need for your pussy to be filled slut. Don't forget anything first. You should be grateful to your master for giving you this. How will you thank me for this. Brad couldn't say anything at this point would prefer to push that plug in so his pussy would be filled and he would have a perfect feeling. You can give me a blowjob first and if I like it you can sit down and give yourself some pleasure. Brad who couldn't think anymore was in doubt anyway. He wanted that plug in his pussy but he didn't want to suck that fat cock. The call of his cunt won over his doubt and he opened his mouth. Good for you said Jack and now take that fat pole in that slutty mouth of yours. Jack stood with his fat black cock right in front of Brad's open mouth and Jack said start licking it with your tongue and work it right in, slut. Brad stuck his tongue out and carefully licked at the thick head of Jack's cock and took the tip into his mouth. The realization that he had a cock in his mouth voluntarily brought tears to his eyes again. But still he continued he needed a filled pussy. His mouth slid further over Jack's firm pole and he pushed back as Brad slid the butt plug deeper into his hole. Feeling his pussy filled and pulled open made him hornier and he took Jack's pole even more into his mouth as deep as he could. After he had Jack's cock almost completely in his mouth he began to suck on it lightly. Jack pushed Brad further back and the plug was at its thickest point and slid all the way into Brad's pussy. Now he felt complete and the idea of having a cock in his mouth no longer bothered him. He began to suck and lick as best he could. Because he was going at it so violently, the suction cup detached from the plug. Jack was satisfied and groaning slightly sat down on the chair he had prepared. Brad sucked like a man possessed. Yes sletje suck but good on. Soon I will reward you with your first nice load of seed. Brad didn't hear this he was now in a complete trance he felt the plug pushing against his prostate and the pre-cum was running from his limp Tina cock. With his one hand Jack took hold of Brad's head and began to set the rhythm Brad followed Jack's rhythm along and with his other hand he pushed and pulled lightly on the end of the plug giving Brad an extra boost of horniness. He stopped sucking for a moment and sang out a loud moan. Yes, one more please. Brad was shocked by what he said to himself but by the blissful feeling of the plug in his ass he didn't care about the rest and sucked firmly on Jack's cock. Jack let him suck firmly further and regularly pulled the plug until the moment he was about to squirt. Then he took a firm hold of Brad's head and with a few violent thrusts he came to his climax and squirted solid gobs of seed into Brad's mouth. Brad felt the cock of pulsate and a stream of salty sweet seed come into his mouth, by what happened he got a surge of clarity. He didn't know what to do there had just been a man cumming in his mouth. He couldn't do anything because Jack had his head so tight and and cock filled his mouth so nothing could get out of his mouth. Jack, who was still enjoying the aftershocks, said to Brad, we will still be able to make something of you. Your sucking technique needs some work but for a first time this was not bad. I will now take my pole out of sluts mouth but do not dare to spit out my seed. This is my gift to you and you must keep it in you. You will have to swallow everything neatly. Brad knew that if he didn't do this he would get knocked or spanked and as soon as Jack pulled back his limp cock he tried to swallow the seed but it didn't go right away. His stomach turned and he wanted to spit it out. Jack pressed his hand to Brad's mouth and said swallow slut. You can do it and on the second try Brad swallowed the seed. Well that wasn't bad for the first day said Jack. Now you can regain strength he said. Lay down on the bed. The plug was removed from his cunt and Brad's arms were fastened again. Brad let everything happen. He was still high and overwhelmed by what had just happened. Jack took a sleeping pill from the drawer of the closet and stuck it in Brad's mouth. Brad swallowed it with some water he got. Sleep now but tomorrow we will continue working on your slut training. Brad got sleepy, his eyes fell closed and his mind where at full speed processing what had just happened. Before he fell asleep he realized that he was not going to get out of here and that this was just the beginning. What would he have to go through next.

This afternoon at the adult book store- got fucked twice

Last night. my Pimp Daddy came in on a run and he wanted to meet for dinner and talking before going back to his truck to do what we do best. We ate dinner and then because it was such a warm evening still we opted to drive over to a spot along the river. We walked, talked and opened up about a lot and before long we were checking around to see if any park personnel were out or if anyone else was around. We'd parked at a local hospital across from the river, crossed the road and down into the park before starting our walk, so there was no chance any ranger would have spotted a car and become suspicious, but we still wanted to be careful. I'd say we were out for at least 30 minutes before our more amorous feelings came over us and we were kissing as we walked, he was caressing my ass and I was fondling his manhood through his pants. He asked me "you wearing a special pair of pantyhose tonight, baby?" I told him I always wore a special pair for him, kissed him, and asked him if he was so horny he needed to fuck me right now. His reply: "I'm always horny when I spot you coming toward me because I know my gurl has nothing but love and desire for her Daddy." He's right. I do. So we kept walking, checking around carefully since once the sun sets the park is supposed to be "closed" but we'd seen a jogger already once we got there just as the sun was going behind the horizon. We found a very secluded place and decided that we could not wait any longer. I dropped to my knees and got Daddy's viper out and began to lovingly suck on it, kiss it and lick it. He just rose as fast as ever. He stood me up, felt my clit and knew how hard I was. He reached in and released it from my tight black jogging pants and caressed it through its nylon encased confinement. He told me "no cumming" because he wanted another feel of it in his ass tonight, but right then he needed to release his "Daddy venom" into me and reclaim my pussy after two men had me the night before. We went into a slightly more secluded part of where we'd found and I put a condom on Daddy's sweet viper, then turned around and spread my cheeks to let him tear at the hole in my pantyhose and insert his viper into me. Gawd it felt good sliding in! Even though I'd had two dicks the night before, Daddy's felt so perfect inside me. After a few mintues of pumping and pushing into me, Daddy pulled out and tossed the lubricated raincoat into the bushes and re-inserted his viper and began the conquest. "Baby gurl that pussy belongs to me and I'm reclaiming it as mine with my special sexy sauce." I always love when he gets wordy as we fuck. He comes up with some really hot things to remember. I just begged him to enjoy himself inside me and to take back his pussy from the Canadian trucker and the other trucker who had me the night before. AS we fucked he asked how good it was. Of course I didn't lie, "None of them fuck me as good as you Daddy. None of them treat me the way you do. None of them make me feel like I complete them." We kissed as he kept his hard snake inside me making me moan quietly as I whispered his real name several times. "Oh gawd Kara I just love when we're together like this. I forget everything except you, our passion and how much I am grateful I took a chance on you that night when I saw your perfect little ass in those tight silky jogging pants and all I could think about was breeding you." Anytime we date now as "two guys" just chatting about stuff I wear them for him as a reminder of our first encounter and how it felt when he claimed me. Tonight was no different. But I think the fact we were outdoors, somewhat concealed but still exposed, had us both loving this moment. He reached up and caressed my breasts with both hands and said he could not wait any longer, he needed to power-fuck my ass. We moved against a tree and I spread my legs a bit more as Daddy grabbed my hips and began to really pound the crap out of me. It was taking every ounce of self control not to scream in ecstasy as he was bitch-fucking me because when he gets like this, the feeling is incredible! I could feel loads of precum in my nylon and I still kept my composure even though I wanted to sissy cum so bad. Then Daddy let out a small groan - muffled by far from his usual moan and groan of conquest - and I could just feel a bit of his load in me so I knew it was buckets full of cum. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my plug. Daddy put it in me to keep his viper venom in there and act as a nice lube for later when he really could focus on fucking my ass without people possibly hearing much from us. We kissed a bit as we got cleaned up - a water bottle poured over his cock and me sucking it sweetly to lick it dry and make sure it was nice - and then both of us adjusting our pants and clothes. We made it all the way out of the park area and across the street to my car. We started to make out then before i could even start the car. "Damn Kara that was so hot! We've got to find more places like this to do it." Well {used his real name} I know of several other spots along the river further east and west - some with parks, some just very wide open places with no one around so maybe when we fuck you and I can make a little more of our love noise." This got him all hard again and anxious for us to drive back to his truck. We got to the truck stop, I parked near his rig and we both went in. He started it up just enough to get a bit of heat going and then we killed the lights and we spent the next 2 hours making love. HE had a special extra-lube condom for me to wear and I got to penetrate Daddy and make love to him, then after I was done he was so ready. I spent the next 45 minutes on my back being his obedient and devoted lover as he slowly fucked my pussy and made me cum one more time before he once more deposited a big load into me. We talked more as we cleaned up and got dressed - him ready to sleep and me to make the drive back home. I told him that next time I am going to get him to come to me - fuck me in my bed .... make me feel like "my bed" is now "our bed" whenever I sleep in it. We kissed passionately and said our little goodbyes to each other.

I have a buddy, kinda friend. Our relationship is like uncle and nephew. I am the older. So, he has some love issues and feels depressed. I know well that best cure for blue mood is shameless sex activity. He was open for going cruising bars but he was anxious to undress in front of others. Last weeks we started to visit the cruising bar together. First time although he came with me to explore the current situation he always stayed at the bar counter while I was having sex. Next time he came with me to the backroom and surprisingly not only let guys to suck him but barebacked a guy who was taking random bare cocks. I know this because I also barebacked him. Anyway, he fucked me as well. It was exciting to watch my originally shy buddy fucking and to know he is also watching me. Next time he was shy again and didn’t have any action. Therefore, it was surprising to me that he wanted to come with me to the sauna on Friday when dark and naked party was organised there. It means that you must be naked and the bigger part of the sauna is almost fully dark. He didn’t leave it to chance have sex. He fixed a Grindr date there. He didn’t mind being naked and having sex with his date in the middle of the group of naked guys. He let some guys touch him but nothing more. However, it was a big step. Yesterday, we went again. We started in the steam bath where I belonged to the guys who left their towels outside and stayed inside naked. Surprisingly, He followed my example. I stepped in the darkest side of the room and felt hands all over my body. Guys touched my chest, ass, cock. It’s needless to say I wanted more. I found a hungry ass soon and my cock was in this hole soon. My buddy stayed at the doorway between the dark and semidark parts of the steam. I could watch him as he let random guys touch him while he watching me. The guy I fucked needed some rest, so I stepped out to the semidark part. My buddy whispered in my ear that there was too hot and needed to go. I stayed. 3-4 guys appeared around me and I my top ego left and my slutty bottom ego came. The four guys were the following: a late twink bearded short guy with huge, rather thick than long cock. A silver bear in his sixties with a thick long cock. A smooth 30-40 yo guy with long but less thick cock and the guy I probably fucked right before. He was tall and surprisingly had a long thick cock. I started my suck around spending more time with the twink’s cock who took the control soon and started to facefucked me. After he trained my throat I turned back pushing my hole on his cock. I hoped he wouldn’t ask condome. He didn’t disappoint me. He shoved his bare cock deep in me. While he was fucking I was sucking the others. One after the other. After a while the silver bear nodded the fucker who pulled his cock out, turned me back and started to fuck my throat again. I felt that the bear was pushing his bare cock my still tight hole. He fucked me mercilessly for five minutes when he grabbed my hips stronger and gave me my first load. I turned back and realised that my buddy was there again. Ha was playing with the smooth guy but watching me. The twink started to fuck me again. The bear gave his cock for cleaning and left. Meanwhile the tall disappeared. The smooth stepped in the empty place and pulled my buddy grabbing his rock hard cock right in my mouth. Sucked him and the smooth changeable when I got my second load from the twink. We left and started to cruising. I don’t know why and how but the sauna became almost empty. We were close to leave when we picked out a guy. Maybe the hottest guy in all night. We followed him to the dark room. Started to play when he asked if we were top or bottom. Versatile, we replied. Cool, I’m bottom, he said and suggested to go to a cubicle. We followed him. Ha started to suck us. While he was sucking my buddy, I started to play with his ass. He jumped on the couch and offered his hole to my buddy and swallowed my cock. Surprisingly my buddy didn’t use condome but started to bareback the guy. This tall, muscular, good looking guy was a real power bottom who kept the control. He continuously changed his position. So while I was fucking him he was sicking my buddy and vice versa. Finally my buddy unloaded in him. Unfortunately, although I was close, I couldn’t cum. Goddamn poppers. LoL There remained only few guys and although I was still horny, it seemed that I had to go. Then I picked out this bald bearded guy who was wearing towel around his hip but his cock was out and he was playing with it. The cock seemed quite big. I stepped closer, touched his cock and it was growing and growing until it became huge. When I call it huge, I mean huuuuuge. I hardly could embrace. I continued the play with sucking. I was chocking. I knew he had to fuck me. Thanks god he wanted it bb. I pushed my ass back but it was extremely painful independently of the fact I was fucked and lubed with two loads. Some big sniff of my poppers and here we go it was in. From this moment I wasn’t a person only a hole for his pleasure. He fucked me brutally and long. My legs were trembling. I hardly could keep myself. It was amazing. Both of us were moaning and then he yelled something which showed that he was close. And then his cock was blowing up. I can’t describe this sensation. I was gasping and hardly could walk. Not only right after the sex but hours later too.

I would estimate a lower limit of around 4 slim inches. If it's really thick, I might go lower. There would have to be some physical or personality feature to compensate for a merely nominal erection.

Back in Fort Benning we spent 2 weeks in the field even went days without sleeping due to the constant bombardment of grenade drills fire fight drills and digging trenches. Those field training drills were torture.

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I’ve cheated in every relationship I’ve had and still do. I am always horny. Always. Always looking for dick.

My partner and his roommates are black, so for the past couple years I've been fucked almost exclusively by POC. After my first night at their place I knew it was hopeless for me to deny my craving for them. During the start of the pandemic I made the decision to quarantine with them and that was the beginning of the end for me. I started 2020 in full slut mode but now I'm a 100% owned bitch and don't want it any other way. We're friends with another couple, both black, and the bottom of that couple has the littlest dick I've ever seen in my life. It's adorable because it gets rock hard and it's not even 3 inches. We make out and rim each other, and he's the most amazing cuddler ever and his hard line is just like mine - hands off the wiener. Also his asshole actually feels like it starts sweating when I slide my fingers inside. He's everything I aspire to be as a bottom.

CH. 2 "Nico is a Cheating Whore" *** Omar tightened his embrace around Nico as they laid on the sofa together in the living room of Omar's apartment. "You know how much I love you, right?," Omar asked softly. "Of course, babe," Nico replied, clasping his hands more tightly around his boyfriend's muscled biceps. Nico closed his eyes as Omar's warmth enveloped him. Nico felt Omar's load soaking into his sore hole as they both lay together naked in their post-sex haze. There was a special kind of sting to the feeling of a man's cum soaking into his roughed-up hole that Nico just adored. He held tightly to Omar's arms. "Omar, I'm so glad I found you." "Me, too, babe." Omar planted a kiss on Nico's cheek, lingering just a beat longer than usual before pulling his lips away. It was such a sweet salve to Omar's aggressive sexual hunger that he could be so attentive and endearing in this way. The two continued laying there until Omar's phone lit up. He picked it up from the coffee table. "Luciano says they're getting ready to leave," Omar said, squinting at the brightness of the screen. Nico sat up. "Okay. I'll go shower." "Alright, but no aborting my offspring in there. I'm not done with you tonight." Nico laughed, shaking his head in feigned disapproval. "Of course not, daddy." Nico clenched his hole a little tighter just to be sure Omar's load stayed inside him as he stood up from the couch and headed to the bathroom. Omar's older step-brother Luciano was coming with his wife Elena to meet Nico for the first time. Months of Omar's endless bragging to Luciano made the occasion feel well overdue even though their relationship was still only six months old. Omar had been looking forward to having his step-brother finally meet Nico. Omar got up, headed into the kitchen, and lit the stove. * * * "You almost done in there?" Omar shouted through the open bathroom door. "Luciano just texted. They're looking for parking right now." Nico shut off the shower and stepped out, hearing the urgency in Omar's voice without actually being able to make out his words over the sound of the bathroom fan. His eyes darted around the bathroom. "Where are your clean towels?," Nico belted. "Shit," Omar muttered to himself, then shouted in reply, "We just used the last clean one after I fucked you." "Well, can you at least hand me that one? All of your cum ended up inside me anyway." "Okay, babe. One second. I need to turn down the stove before the food burns." Omar bolted over to the kitchen just as the sound of footsteps gathered outside the apartment door. The doorbell rang. Omar dashed over to his bedroom, grabbed the towel, and hustled it over to Nico. Omar turned around to open the front door, leaving the bathroom door ajar in his wake. "Hey, Omar!!," Luciano nearly shouted. "Lucho!," Omar replied, cracking a large smile. Lucho was Omar's nickname for his eldest and only step-brother Luciano. Luciano threw his arms open and wrapped them around Omar's broad shoulders. "Come on in, you two!," Omar glowed, as he patted Luciano in return and gave his wife Elena a kiss on the cheek, asking, ¿Elena, cómo estás? "How's my little brother?," Luciano asked, smiling widely as the two entered and removed their coats. Nico, meanwhile, found himself in a bit of a bind. He was stranded on the opposite side of the apartment from where he left his clothes at the foot of Omar's bed. He stood dripping in nothing but a post-sex towel behind a half-closed bathroom door with his boyfriend's family standing between Nico's clothes and his naked body. He decided to hang tight behind the door until he could get Omar's attention. "Let me go grab you guys a drink," Omar offered as he headed back into the kitchen, barely hearing whatever it was that Elena started saying to Luciano. "I'm going to run to the restroom real quick," said Luciano. Nico panicked as the door swung open, but Luciano's eyes were glued to his phone screen as he walked in and closed the door behind him. "Oh, sorry!," Nico blurted, not knowing what to say in such a situation. "Oh shit! You scared me," Luciano responded as he quickly looked up and thrust his phone quickly into his pocket. "I'm so sorry! I was just showering before you all arrived and didn't realize that I had left my clothes on the other side of the apartment until you came in." "Well, this is an awkward way to meet!," Luciano laughed as he unbuttoned his pants and turned around to face the toilet. "So I take it you're this Nico I've been hearing so much about?" Nico could hardly believe Luciano was striking up a conversation as he was about to take a piss with Nico just behind him. The sound of Luciano's piss plunging into the toilet gave Nico the impression that Luciano was draining a mighty cock, but with Luciano's back to Nico, the goods were out of sight. "Excuse me for just one minute," Luciano said, putting his member away and zipping up his pants. Nico found it curious that Luciano would excuse himself so late in the process. "Sorry, I'm being rude. I'm Luciano. It's so good to finally meet you." He extended Nico the same hand that he had just used to shake his cock dry. Nico, more steadily than seemed suited to his state of astonishment, extended his hand in return, hoping some remnant of the scent of Luciano's manhood might rub off. "I'm Nico." They shook. Nico balled up his hand as he withdrew it. Nico's cock began to stir under his towel. He wondered if Omar knew Luciano was meeting Nico like this. "I was trying to avoid walking out there looking like this when I heard you all arrive," Nico offered. "I forgot my clothes in Omar's room, so I was stranded in here." "You sure you want to change? What, this outfit doesn't suit you?" Luciano winked and gave Nico a slap on the shoulder before turning to the sink to wash his hands. "I'm just messin' with you! Hey, I'll go grab you your clothes and bring 'em over." Nico felt anxious. How was Luciano so relaxed like this? What would Luciano's wife think when she saw Nico step out of the bathroom after her husband? Nico closed the door behind Luciano and immediately unballed his fist. He lifted his opened palm up to his nose and inhaled slowly. Nico's cock began to stir under the towel as his nipples hardened. The thought of having Omar's step-brother's cock smell on his hand was making his heart pound and his thrashed hole pucker. Luciano returned with the clothes and knocked on the door. Nico cracked the door open expecting to be handed his clothes only for Luciano to push his way in, closing the door behind him. Is this just how things go with this guy?, Nico thought. An excitement stirred in Nico's belly as he wondered whether Luciano was merely playing naive. Nico took a second look at Luciano's figure. He looked to be a couple inches taller than Omar, and while his shoulders and upper back were not nearly as developed as his younger step-brother's, Luciano's pecs could leave an Olympic athlete jealous. Luciano's nipples pressed through the fabric of his shirt. "Thank you," Nico said, smiling for the first time since their bathroom exchange began. The way Luciano was standing looked as though he was settling in, rather than just dropping the clothes off. "You know that I can smell my little brother's cum inside your pussy, right?," Luciano said. Nico's heart skipped a bit. The mouth on this guy, he thought. Luciano walked right up to Nico's face and leaned into one ear, suddenly dropping his gregarious affect: "Now why are you trying so hard to make me cheat on my wife, boy?" Nico felt anxious and aroused in equal measure. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Omar, but the more he thought about the succession of boundaries that Luciano, the bolder Nico felt about taking the risk. Luciano lifted his thumb and index finger to his lips and wet them with his tongue all the while never breaking eye contact with Nico. Luciano reached over and gently pinched the very tip of Nico's left nipple, clenching it between his fingers with the kind of precision of a chef applying the finest detail to an exquisite feast. Nico exhaled deeply. His hyper-sensitive nipples made his inner whore rage with lust. His heart was pounding. The whole situation felt so wrong, and yet he longed for it. Craved it. Applying a subtle pressure, Luciano twisted his fingers around Nico's nipple, somehow never once brushing his areolae. The skill it demonstrated was so apparent that Nico imagined a long and storied sexual history stood behind it. This wasn't just play: it was craft. Holy fuck, he thought, as if gazing into an abyss that he barely understood. Nico's cocked throbbed, lifting open the towel. "Looks like my little brother's new boy understands what's about to happen," Luciano said, a little louder than seemed prudent. His expressions were more serious now. That charismatic smile that had been beaming at Nico in the mirror earlier had now given way to an unsettlingly intense focus. Nico's sore hole pulsed. His ass crack started to feel slick, and those two tiny points of contact on his nipple left his body feeling electrified. He needed to feel a man's raw cock sliding inside him fast. "Won't they hear us?," Nico whispered. His erect cock head came into contact with Luciano's left thigh, just above his knee. The texture of his jeans against Nico's cock head felt momentarily divine. "Of course they will," Luciano whispered back. The butterflies in Nico's stomach were almost overwhelming. His nervous system was lit up like a carnival at night. Nico was in heat, and his hole -- cum-slick from Omar's cock onslaught earlier -- wanted to swallow whatever beast was lurking in Luciano's pants. Nico reached down and unbuttoned Luciano, revealing a dark bush of spiraling black hair and the thick veiny base of Luciano's dick shaft. No underwear, Nico thought as he considered whether this meant Luciano had arrived for tonight prepared to devour something more than just dinner. Nico gently pulled down at the base of the open fly, cupped his right hand, and slid it smoothly underneath the back side of Luciano's warm ball sack. With deliberateness and care, Nico lifted Luciano's snaking, eight-inch, uncut python of a cock and his bulging ball sack out of their denim confines. Luciano was engorged but not yet fully hard. A sticky swell of precum was dripping from the opening in his foreskin. Nico removed his hand from behind Luciano's nuts and reached back behind himself, lifting his hips on the right side to let him reach his hole. Luciano watched Nico's near-useless towel drop away, revealing a pair of cum gutters as defined as Luciano's surging pecs. Nico pressed his index and middle finger into his hole, parting his pussy lips. He swirled his two fingers around in his cum-soaked anal cavity. Omar's seed felt runny and almost hot as some of it began to trickle out of Nico's hole and down into his cupped palm. Careful not to let any more cum out than he could keep in his hand, Nico carefully pulled his fingers out of his hole, and gently carried his cupped hand with a small lake of Omar's DNA around to Luciano's rising manhood. Nico turned his hand over slowly, drizzling Omar's cum up and down the length of Luciano's dick shaft. Nico's left hand spread the liquid cum-glazing evenly over all sides of Luciano's now fully erect meat club as the smell of semen filled the bathroom. The expression on Luciano's face looked like an admixture of shock, anger, and fascination. "My little brother found himself quite the little piggy this time," said Luciano. Nico's ears perked up at the "this time." "You want to fuck your brother's cum back into me?," Nico offered almost matter-of-factly as he turned around and arched his lower back, presenting his pale, gravity-defying meat bubbles to Luciano's voracious gaze. With nothing but his cum-shiny manhood exposed, Luciano moved in on Nico's fully naked body. Luciano's fully engorged cock head, which reeked of Omar's sperm, was now peaking out from his foreskin. He pressed his cock head against Nico's slippery, moist hole. Luciano's head easily parted Nico's cum-fragrant outer hole. Luciano slowly tucked his pelvis to press his veiny 8-incher deeper into Nico's silky warm insides, bending his knees to get himself fully underneath the little slut's fuckchute. Nico gasped briefly as felt the pressure of Luciano's raw cock against Nico's ass walls steadily get more intense. On top of the sheer force of this new raw dick penetrating him, Nico's hole still felt tender from the ravaging he'd received from Omar. "You neg, cutie?," Luciano asked sweetly. "Yes," Nico replied, trying to keep his focus on the intense pressure Luciano's cock was creating as he pushed into Nico still deeper until finally bottoming out inside Nico. Nico let out a brief moan that was louder than intended. "You on prep then?," Luciano continued. "No," Nico replied, trying to control his breathing as Luciano started pressing a little harder against the back of Nico's rectum, sending increasingly intense shockwaves through his tightly closed second hole. "Good boy," Luciano whispered approvingly, as he began churning his step-brother's DNA inside Nico's chute. "Ow, fuck," Nico muttered as he tried relaxing his tender hole, wondering when it would adjust to the punishingly large raw dick in him. A small amount of cum trickled out of Nico and down Luciano's dick shaft. Luciano felt the trickle of his step-brother's cum trickling down his nuts as it turned cool. "There's nothing I love more than sliding my cock into a fuckchute that my little brother has already nutted in. Fuck that's a wet hole." Luciano pulled out and slammed his cock into Nico's sore rectum, demanding that his still-hesitant second hole yield to the full length of his fuck tool. "Aaaaah!," Nico let out as he felt Luciano's cock ply his second hole fully open. Concerns about keeping quiet suddenly became just a memory. Luciano pulled Nico's hips forcefully onto him, holding that second hole open for a moment as he tried to hold back his inevitable orgasm. "Holy fuck!," Luciano grunted as his nuts began pulsing and his sperm was sent flooding deep into Nico's guts. Luciano shuddered, his eyes tightly shut, as he continued unloading in Nico's used pussy, which was now fully slathered in a mix of family cum. Nico felt a deep, guttural excitement as he thought about how slutty he had been to let Omar's 41 year-old step-brother fuck an unprotected load into Nico's pre-loaded hole while Nico's jealous, protective boyfriend Omar was made to listen to it all in his own apartment. Luciano's orgasm reached its end. Nico felt thoroughly full, even as Luciano slowly began withdrawing his raw monster from the young jock's cum-soaked insides. God, it hurts even as he pulls out, Nico thought, though still he somehow relished the sting he felt as Luciano's cock easily slid past the fleshy walls of Nico's silky rectal cavity. "God," Luciano's interjection broke the post-sex quiet that suddenly made the whir of the bathroom fan more pronounced. "It's going to be fun putting you in the stable at this year's family reunion," Luciano said as he caught his breath. Nico felt his stomach flip. "Family reunion?"

its happened to me on accident ofc but also on purpose tho not often its an easy way to humiliate a fag like me often its a thing for 20 something bi guys i think

There is something hot about trim ex jocks putting on 30-50 pounds. There is a whole weight gaining community ( both muscle and fat and usually both). Take a look at Grommr.com. There is a mixture of weight gainers, encouragers and their admirers. This fetish is bigger ( ha) than you think. Good luck

As the two imps tiptoed down the hall they came to a stop at the edge of the bedroom door. Inside max laid snoring in the bed, his prick still lewly protruding from his boxers, rock hard and resting against him. "i made him fuck me last night" Oliver whispered. "god that cock is beautiful" Trey swooned as he gently fingered his hard cock. oliver snuck a digit into his own dripping pussy and sucked the warm cum from it. Max needed to learn to accept the fact that his big cock was meant to fuck. As the two boys approached the bed, trey reached to the nightstand and gently took Max's phone. "whos this?" Trey flashed the screen to Oliver who sneered, "boyfriend." Trey looked quizically at the phone for a moment before a grin appeared on his face. "Maybe maxie needs some motivation?" Trey whispered, as he gently pressed the phone against the slumbering boys thumb and opened the camera. "suck him" Trey hissed, and aiming the camera made sure to snap several lovely shots of max's thick veiny cock at the tip off Olivers grinning lips, as it passed into his silky mouth, and as the boy greedily gulped the throbbing meat all the way into his throat. As Oliver rose from the boys glistening hard prick with a satisfied gasp, Max's eyes fluttered open to greet Ollies warm smile and drool soaked lips. "what the fuck" Max groaned, scooting up the bed and batting the boys small hand from his dripping meat. "what time is it?" Max made no attempt to rationalize the appearance of the two hairless twinks in his room, only to find a cool bottle of OJ to slake his perishing thirst which he ravenously took hold of. "time to fuck" Trey remarked calmly. looking at the boys he paused between gulps. "are you two still high?" the boys just snickered as they watched Max finish the drink and glance about the room. "where are my pants..." he grumbled. "you can have them back after we..ya know...fuck some more" Ollie looked up at Max from the bed as he arched his back. "or we can send these to..." Trey presented the screen to Max. "Danny!" Oliver chimed. "right. besides, are you sure you dont feel like a little fun right now?" Trey watched max ruminated over the situation and the molly laced juice went to work. "look at it max, just as pretty and pink and thirsty as the last time you emptied those big balls in it. come on, nobodys gonna know." Oliver gently winked his hole, reaching back to spread himself as he moved to the edge of the bed. Trey peeled the thick foreskin back from max's dong and slowly stroked. Max shuffled to the boy and as trey guided his thick meaty cockhead to press against Olivers soft wet hole, his lips parted in a sigh. "I know, right max? feel how hot and soft it is? Ollies been taking huge cocks..." Trey began swabbing the heavy prick up and down. "just like this one every day. big bareback pricks..." trey watchedd as max panted and precum oozed from his piss slit. "his bodys made for it now. every warm little inch of that hole only does one thing. it makes big cocks shoot." Trey gently laid the rock hard head to rest at the edge of ollivers perfect poz ring and placed a hand on max's lower back. "push it in now max, you cant fight it. thats just what having a real big cock is about. you gotta fuck." Trey watched max evolve from doting boyfriend to carnal dominant fuck pig, just as he had anticipated. Even his own pretty boy pussy was a sand trap for the most reluctant tops awkwardly fumbling for a condom. Trey always thought it was the lips of his hole that did all the talking, slowly convincing and encouraging a gently push. "once the heads in, theyre all in" trey thought as he watched ollies skilled hole flex and milk max to a low groaning orgasm. as the last few drops of Max's precious essence flowed into olivers poz guts, Trey had an idea. "flip over on your back Ollie" Trey chirped. Ollie looked up at the ceiling panting, his legs draped over Max's muscular thighs as Trey knelt behind him and reached around to gently massage Max's slippery cum soaked balls, quietly rocking against him to coat max's fuzzy boy hole in a warm stream of his own slippery precum. After a few minutes of careful licking, kissing and fondling Trey had in his hands a fully erect cock. Trey had spent years wringing every drop from his tops, and max was no different. Keep them focused on their cocks, and youll keep the cum flowing. Trey smiled as he watched max hungrily dive back into Oliver without a second thought. Trey fisted his own hard five inches and gently pressed himself against Max, his cock gliding between the boys thrusting cheeks and dancing along his warm hole. Like a frog in water Max slowly and obliviously impaled himself onto more and more of treys cock with each thrust. "youre doin great max, keep fucking that hot ass" Trey encouraged as he leaned back to watch a full half of his leaky prick vanish over and over into the man. "oh fuck im gonna cum" Max panted. "Make him cum ollie" Trey gasped, "make him milk me." Trey pulled himself close to Max and slid every inch into him as the sweat soaked top slammed deep into oliver, flooding his guts with more hot raw cum. "so good" Trey moaned softly as Max's hole drank every last drop of poz cream the boy could give.

Fairly obvious that this young muscle boy is high on something ...... https://www.xvideos.com/video23574752/fortao_implorando_por_pica

PART 3 We had taken a few steps down the hall when I realized I didn’t have my towel. He told me to just show off and let the guys see how hot I was. Normally, I would have been much more shy, but I was on a high from getting fucked. I don’t think we went more than twenty feet before we ran into someone my new friend knew. “Ron, glad I ran into you. I hope you haven’t cum yet tonight. I’d like you to meet my new friend Chris. Chris is here for the first time and also just took his first load.” Now, he looked at me. “Chris, you want to get fucked again don’t you?” I was embarrassed, but nodded. “Ron is hot, isn’t he”, he added. I nodded again. “Ron, what do you think of my new young friend? Is he fuckable?” Ron looked me up and down. “Chris, do you wanna go back to my room and we can become friends too? I think I got something you’ll like,” he said, and then dropped his towel open. He wasn’t hard yet, but it was obvious he had a big cut cock and massive shaved balls. I looked to my breeder for approval and he gave me a soft look and said “Chris, I’ll be here all night and you come back and find me before you leave. And if anyone gives you any trouble, you find me. And have fun. And do whatever feels good. Feed that hole. I know it’s hungry. Give in.” And then he leaned in and gave me a kiss and a swat on my butt and turned back. Ron grabbed my hand and led me to his room. I was 18, naked with a man twice my age leading me down to a tiny room, where he was going to fuck me. And I was nervous about being inexperienced and what he would be like and I was also super excited because he already knew I wanted to get fucked and that I had let his friend shoot his cum into me. And Ron was hot. He turned out to be 42. He was a little taller than me at 6 feet and thin, but not skinny. He was starting to lose his hair, but I thought that was hot too. Even soft his cock had looked big, with a nice cut mushroom head. But if his cock had looked Big, his balls had looked giant. As we entered his room and he shut the door behind us, I wondered, with hope, that maybe those huge balls meant more cum when he shot his load? As he turned to face me and dropped his towel, I tried to be cool, but I think my face and eyes betrayed me. I wanted this man badly. I wanted to be his bottom. I wanted him to shoot a massive load up from those giant balls. And I wanted that sperm inside me. There was never one second where I didn’t think to myself that I was making sure he came in me. Every drop. And as far as if he had HIV. I definitely thought about that. And had a total what are you doing discussion in my head. It was like I couldn’t stop myself and I decided it wasn’t going to stop me. If he even had HIV.

Thanks for the feedback guys. Here's the next chapter. Jay ------- The next morning I woke up to the pressure of Ben fucking me from behind, and knew that his cock had probably been buried inside all night as we were still in the same position. It felt really good to start the day like this, and I was quite happy that he was taking his time. Still, all good things must come to an end, and he eventually filled me with his load. What surprised me this time though was that he nuzzled his face into my neck afterwards, letting his cock soften inside me before he eventually pulled out and got up. The guys were actually quite cool at breakfast, treating me like normal with none of the weirdness from the day before. I guess with the cat out of the bag and their cum up my arse, there didn’t need to be any pretences. We all chatted about the final day of the project and what we needed to achieve, before setting off for the client’s offices to get started. It was another heck of a day, and by the evening none of us really felt like going out drinking again. Instead we went back to the hotel and had some bar food with a drink, before heading upstairs. This time Mitch and Rob just came straight to our room, and it wasn’t long before I was filled with cock again. No-one had as much energy as the night before so I only got two loads from each of them, and then of course Ben’s cock up my hole for the night once again. In the morning he chose to breed me in the shower before we packed up our things, went down for breakfast and then checked out. We did a few more hours at the client’s offices, and then headed to the airport. Rob and Mitch were both going to Gatwick and departed an hour the Heathrow flight Ben and I were on, so the two of us had a bit of time to kill. In the past that would have meant some shopping, maybe a coffee, probably a bit of watching the planes through the window, but it may not come as a surprise that on this occasion I instead found myself kneeling on the seat of a toilet, trousers hung on the door, and Ben’s cock up inside my hole again. It was quite a turn-on to be getting fucked while other guys used the urinals and lavatories around us, even if it did mean that Ben had to keep stopping his deep thrusting and instead switch to very gentle movements in and out so that we would not be heard. On the flight home I tried to relax a bit, not moving too much so as not to dislodge the wad of tissues shoved in my hole to keep Ben’s cum inside. He had made it clear he wanted to bookend the flight by using me again in the loos at Heathrow, and it would be a lot easier to get inside me without any unwanted squeals of pain if I was already lubed with his load. Hoping that no-one could smell what was inside me I did my best to act normal on the plane, but my levels of paranoia were raised somewhat as one of the male flight attendants kept glancing at me as he passed. I think I even saw him smirk at one point. Sure enough, the toilets at the far end of the baggage hall saw what may have been their first male-on-male breeding after we landed, with Ben thrusting me up against the wall in one of the wider disabled-access cubicles and ramming me senseless. Once he’d bred me for the umpteenth time he cleaned himself up, stuffed the tissues back into my crevice, and then made for the door. “See you in the office” he said with a wink, before ducking out. I dived for the door and re-locked it, then got myself sorted out. With a combination of tissues, spit and some water from the bottle I’d bought at Barcelona Airport, I managed to get my rear end cleaned out so that I had the best chance of not accidentally revealing to Rachel what had happened to me when I got home. Satisfied that both my body and my clothes were clear of any evidence, I then made my own way out of the bathroom, through customs and onwards to the tube. ------- To say things had been awkward at home is putting it mildly. I thought I’d be fine, but in truth I could barely make eye contact with Rachel all evening and she eventually went off to bed without me in a huff. Maybe she suspected I had been up to something while away in Barcelona, but I would bet my life that she would never have guessed just what that something actually was. I knew she was awake when I finally joined her in bed later on, as no-one who is asleep can turn their back on their partner so angrily. I tried my best the next morning and I think managed to make up for the night before, coming up with some cock-and-bull story about things not going so well in Barcelona and being a bit stressed about what that may mean for me back at the firm. Not sure she bought it, but it was enough to enable her to say ‘goodbye’ as she set off for work. I then tried to gather my shit before heading out the door too. Things seemed normal in the office, and my scrutiny of everything that was said to me, how people looked at me, jokes I heard being told elsewhere etc. gave me some solace as it would appear the other three hadn’t said anything to anyone else. Ben and Mitch were both wrapped up in meetings most of the morning so I didn’t see them, whilst Rob gave up nothing when he talked to me briefly. It was almost like it had never happened, until he gave a quick wink before walking off when we had met at the coffee station. I was just starting to think of going for lunch when I saw a group of men and women come out of the biggest conference room at the other end of the office. Ben and Mitch were amongst them, and I watched as everyone chatted for a bit before dispersing. Eventually Ben was striding down the office towards me, and I looked down to avoid eye contact. However, when he stopped next to my desk I had no choice but to look up at him. “Jake, come have lunch with me” he said, smiling. “I want to catch up on where we left things with Barcelona.” I stared up at him for a moment and then nodded. I locked my computer, grabbed my bag from under the table and then stood up and followed him as he walked towards the lift lobby. As we went through the doors to the lifts I finally spoke. “Are we really going to lunch?” He smiled and turned his head. “Of course not.” With that, he walked past the lifts and opened the door into the stairwell. He then started bounding up the stairs, and I hurried after him. We went up three floors, well into the unoccupied part of the building. “This should do” he said, going through one of the doors to where the toilets were. He then opened the door to the disabled toilet, holding it open for me to go in. He then followed me in, closing the door and putting the latch down to lock it. “There” he said, smiling, “now the only people who should disturb us are the ones I’ve invited to come and join us.” “H-h-how many?” I stammered. “We’ll see” he replied. “Mitch and Rob, obviously. Plus my boss.” “Gavin’s going to fuck me?!” I squealed. “Probably” he said, smirking, “or he might just want a blowjob.” I gaped at him, then looked down at the floor suddenly realising what my life was going to become. “Let’s get started” Ben eventually said. “Get your clothes off and hang them on the door. You’ve got a meeting at three and I don’t want you covered in cum.” I complied, realising that he’d planned this out to the extent of even checking when I needed to be back at my desk. Lunch was normally only 45 minutes, but as he’d made a show of saying we were going to be discussing the Barcelona project he could basically keep me here as long as he wanted. Once I was down to my underpants, I waited for my next instruction. “Good” he said, eyeing me up and down. “Now, tell me what you want.” “I’m sorry?” “Tell me what you want.” “Oh” I said. “Oh, right. Er, well, sir, I want you to fuck me.” “Good boy” he said, now smiling. “But first I think you should get me ready.” He then held his dick and looked down at it. Knowing what was required, I dropped to my knees, shuffled forward on the cold tiles and started to lick and suck his cock. I kept this up until he was breathing deeply, and then I decided to take a bit of control of the situation. I stood up, and looked up at him. “You’re ready” I said. “Please fuck me.” He smirked, and then spun me round. I bent over the toilet, rested my hands on the closed lid, and waited. He then suddenly appeared next to me, and bent over to retrieve a bottle that was hidden down the side of the toilet. Oh my god, he had planned this out so much he’d even stashed some lube here earlier. He disappeared from view, and I heard the squirting sound as he applied some to his fingers. A second later I flinched as I felt the coldness against my arse, and he then pushed a lubed finger in. Initially I was pleased that he was going to open me up, but then the finger was suddenly removed and he took up position behind me. Oh well, this was going to be a bit of a rough entry. He firmly pushed himself inside of me, and then slid the entire length in. It hurt, there’s no denying that, but I also felt a wave of euphoria sweep over me as I was penetrated again. “There you go boy” he said rather gruffly, holding still once fully buried, “now you’re back where you should be.” He then started to fuck, thrusting in and out of my hole as I relaxed into it and loosened up. His pounding was steady and felt fucking awesome, but after a while we were interrupted by what seemed to be a coded knock on the door. He swiftly yanked his cock from me, stepped back and flipped the latch on the door, and then returned to his position and rammed back inside of me as the door was opened. With my back to the door I couldn’t see who had come in, but from the steps and shuffling it was definitely more than one person. For some reason I chose not to look around, continuing to stare in front of me as Ben’s cock sawed away inside my guts. He eventually sped up, grunted loudly and blew his load, filling me with a huge quantity of his seed. He got his breath back and then withdrew, and in a matter of seconds I felt another cock being pushed in. Once again I was fucked, but this time I didn’t know who by even though it probably had to be Mitch, Rob or our department’s head, Gavin. I tried to decide if I thought the rock hard cock barrelling away inside me was familiar or not, but wasn’t sure. In just a few minutes the guy inside me blew his load and bred me, and then another stepped up. During that fuck there was another coded knock at the door, but this time I couldn’t tell if just one person had come in or more than that. It occurred to me that Ben had left it rather open as to whether it was just going to be him and the three others he mentioned breeding me that day, so it was quite possible some other guys were there. Despite my curiosity peaking, I still didn’t look round. In all, I was fucked seven times and took all of their loads up my arse. Then, when I sensed it was over, I straightened up and breathed deeply, feeling the cum running down my legs. I then slowly turned around to see who else was in the rather crowded disabled loo with me. Ben. Mitch. Rob. Yep, Gavin was there. Fuck. But who the hell were the other three? “Thanks mate” one of the strangers said, smiling at me. Whoever he was, he was cute. Man, I was thinking a guy was cute. “He doesn’t need to be thanked” said Ben, rather sternly. “Isn’t that right boy?” I blinked at him, before nodding. “Yes sir” I said, before looking round the room. “Thank you for breeding me.” “Good boy” said Ben. With that, the others all started to file out of the toilet and make their way back downstairs. When they were gone, Ben locked the door again and turned back to me. “Get yourself cleaned up” he said, with a much gentler tone than before, “and then you can go.” “Thank you” I said, before adding “sir.” He smiled at me, and then started to grab some paper towels from the dispenser. I set about getting the loads wiped out of my arse, and also cleaned up my legs given the stream of sticky cum that had run down them. Once washed and dried I got dressed again, and then hoisted my bag off the floor. “Right” Ben said, opening up the door, “let’s eat.” I was a bit dumbfounded, until he made his way through the door on to the dark, unoccupied office floor rather than heading back down the stairs. He walked to the kitchen area, where I was surprised to see some M&S sandwiches, crisps and drinks sitting out. Man, he had really planned this well. We hurriedly ate the food he had dropped off this morning, not saying anything to each other but exchanging occasional looks and smiles. Ben started wandering around the floor as he ate, taking in the view from three storeys further up the tower, and I eventually did the same. When we were done with our food Ben carefully gathered up the packaging and put it into the plastic bag he’d brought it in, and then we made our way back downstairs to resume our work for the afternoon.

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