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My name is Thomas. I live in Davie, Florida. I am 5’ 8”, 145 pounds with pale white skin, green eyes and brown hair. The only hair on my body is on my head as I shaved everywhere else. A When I turned 18, and I told myself that I was going to use my birthday to lose my virginity, as I was still a virgin. I knew for some time that I was gay. I watched gay porn all the time and was particularly turned on by poz porn. I promised myself that for my first time that I wanted to be fucked by poz cock. As luck would have it , parents decided to get me a car for my 18th birthday. So that night, after everyone went to sleep I posted an add on Craigslist stating that it was my 18th birthday and that I wanted to get pozzed as my gift to myself. Within 20 minutes of posting my add I had 10 replies. I responded to each and asked if they were on or off meds. All, but 3 of them were on meds. So I decided to tell the other 7 they were out of the running and focused on the 3. The stats for the 3 were the first guy was black, 62, 6’ 4”, 250 pounds, bald with and 10” cock, the second guy was Hispanic, 33, 5’ 5”, 145 pounds, with curly hair and a 6” cock and the last guy was white, 5’ 9” 45 pounds, with a 6” cock. I decided that if I was going to lose my virginity and get pozzed I was going to go big so I told that black guy that he was the lucky winner. His name was Donte, and lived in Miramar Florida about a 20 minute drive from me. Donte asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. I said I was and then he gave me his address. I quietly snuck out of my house and headed to lose my virginity. About 25 minutes after I left my house, I pulled up donte’s house which was in a not so good neighborhood. I was super nervous but I knew that I wanted this and turned off my car and walked up to the door and knocked. Donte quickly answered the door with only a towel on. He let my in and guided me to the bedroom which was dark with only light being fat porn on mute on the tv and the only sound being techno music being played from an IHome speaker. I quickly undressed and laid on the bed. Donte dropped his towel showing off his big black cock which was 6” soft. Donte then laid on top of me and we started to make out. After a while Donte asked me if I was sure about this as once he stuck his cock in me he wasn’t pulling out that that his sperm was super potent and that I would get poz pregnant. I would him this is want I want and that I wanted him to impregnate me. With that Donte rolled over on the bed and told me to suck his cock. I tried my best to get as much of his cock in my mouth as I could, but it was just to big. That’s when Donte got off the bed and pulled my head over the edge of the bed, stood over me and started to face fucked me until I kept gagging on his cock. I could feel his cock get further and further down my throat as my gag reflexes seemed to give up. After what felt like 30 minutes of constant face fucking I finally was able to get all of dontes cock down my throat. My face was covered in pre cum and saliva, as his balls slapoed against my face. donte said that his cock was now ready to convert me. And he had me center myself on the bed, as he got on the bed. He then pulled my legs over his shoulders and lined up his cock to my boy pussy. I could feel the precum and saliva on my face begin to harden. Making it hard to open my eyes. Donte then came in for a long deep kiss and told me this was it. I won’t be leaving until I was impregnated. That’s when he rammed his cock in me. I tried to yell in pain, but he covered my mouth with his. Tears rolled down my face. It hurt so much. It felt like a baseball bat was in me. I was whimpering when he took his mouth off of mine, and he said I was no longer a virgin and that he was only half way. That’s when he took his whole cock out of me leaving me feeling empty. donte then rammed his cock in me again. I felt full inside and I could feel his cock in my stomach. I could see a bulge in my tummy from his cock. I could feel my ass muscles giving in as it tried to tighten and push dontes cock out, to no avail. Each penetration of dontes cock in me the tightening and pushing out of my boy pussy got weaker and weaker. Donte rammed his cock in me 5 or 6 times until I felt his balls against me. Donte then left his cock in me, until my ass finally stopped pulsating around his cock. That’s when he said I was finally open and went to town and long stroking his cock in and out of me. The sound of his balks clapping against my ass, and his and my grunting filled the room. After about 15 minutes of being dicked down the pain went away and pleasure took over. I started moaning loud and told Donte to fuck me harder and to breed me. Donte told me he was close to cumming and looked down at me starring me in the eyes. With our eyes locked Donte let out a loud yell, that’s when I felt his cock go deeper in me then before and his cock start to pulsate in me. I felt my insides get warm. After about 12 pulsates from dontes cock, Donte fell on top of me and said your now pregnant with my baby. We both fell asleep. A few hours later we woke up. Donte said are you ready for round two, as he had morning wood. I felt super sore but was also horny and said yes. That when Donte trapped lube from the top of his bedside dresser and rubber it on his cock and on my boy pussy. He told me that he wanted me to ride his cock. So I did my best to get up and lined my hole up to his cock. I then slowly lowered myself down. That’s when Donte grabbed my hip and pulled them down and raised his hips. Impaling me on his cock. I let out a loud moan. And went limp. Donte let his hips fall to the bed as he held my hips as to keep me impaled. After a minute or two of me just sitting there I started to move my hips, as the pain went away and the pleasure took over. that’s when my phone rang. It was my dad. Donte told me to answer the phone. I did as I was told. My dad asked me where I was and I told him in the best way I could trying to hold back moans that I had left to go to the gym. My dad told me to have a good work out and hung up. Donte laughed and said how would my dad feel knowing his white son was impaled on a old big poz black cock and was going to be pregnant with a poz black baby. My mind was gone at this point and I said I didn’t care and for Donte to cum in me and to give me his poz baby. after what felt like an hour of fucking Donte said are you ready for baby number 2, and grabbed my hips as he let out a load moan. I felt his cock pulsate in me as I could feel his cum fill my insides again. I then fell back in the bed, exhausted, covered in sweat and dontes cock leave my now ruined whole. After laying on the bed for a bit I rolled off the bed and got dressed. Donte told me to let him know when I got morning sickness and a positive pregnancy test. I told him I would as I left his house with my body being sore and my ass filled with cum. When I got to my house I took a shower and went on with my day. Donte and I fucked multiple times over the next month and then I got sick. I got the worst flu in my life. I told Donte this over the phone. He laughed and said it’s poz morning sickness, and to go and get a poz pregnancy test. I did as I was told and took a test. As luck would have it, it came back positive. I was indeed pregnant with a poz black baby. I was 18 and pregnant with a 62 year olds baby.

Chapter 1: New Changes Let me start off by saying I'm a 43 year old white male who has worked for the same company for over 20 years. I knew early on I was gay and every sexual encounter I've ever had has been raw. I've been a top my whole life thanks in part to my 10 inch cock. I've pozzed so many men that I lost count. Now onto my story. Like I said I've been with this company over 20 years and right before Christmas they held a meeting saying we had been bought out. Unfortunately a lot of people I worked with were laid off because this new group brought in a lot of their own people. Fortunately I wasn't let go but I did get demoted which pissed me off. My new boss was this arrogant little punk who was barely 20 and didn't know shit. He only got this position because he was the new boss' son. I was basically running the department but this little shit was taking all the credit to his daddy. This little shit would argue with me about stuff that he didn't even know. He fucked up more shit than I can recall and the team and I would have to go back and fix his mistakes. Every night I would go home and visit Grindr trying to find someone I could fuck my frustrations out on. After several months of taking this guy's shit I was thinking about leaving. That is until one night I found his little ass on Grindr. Oh I was about to get my sweet revenge. Up until this point he presented himself as a God's gift to women type. But who knew he was a cock hungry little faggot. His profile read he was bi curious and wanted someone who was patient and show him how to pleasure a man. I decided I wanted to teach him a lesson for all the shit he put me through. I knew a lot of the gay men in my area and showed them his profile. It was decided that one of my friends would contact him and invite him over on Friday night for some one on one fun. The bitch accepted the invitation and the plan was set in motion. This was on Tuesday so I held off hooking up with anyone because I wanted my revenge on this punk. The next few days went by really slow because of the anticipation I had about fucking this guy. I let him get by with his little smug remarks knowing he was about to become my bitch after Friday night and he would be in no position to talk down to me after that.

so this is my first time writing one of these and it’s a true story that happened last week. was a friday night i’d finished work for the week and was finally ready to party and play hopefully after scrolling on grinder i found this cute t girl only 19 had been out with friends and in the dreaded comedown so after a few messages we arranged to meet up i brought my bag of party supplies with me knowing what i had planned for this young slut. i arrived at a nice city centre apartment found this slut walking round just in lingerie and a limp sissy clit my eyes lit up just what i wanted a young petite slut with a sissy clit to ride this big daddy dick …….. but this bitch hits me with the i only fuck safe no exceptions i quickly thought ok i’ll just rip the rubber but she pulled out these extra safe condoms time for plan b after we kissed a bit she started sucking my cock whilst i rimmed her young fresh cunt sliding fingers in and out to stretch that fuckhole for my cock after a while i said you wanna get higher than you’ve ever been before “yes daddy” was the reply i got so i opened a baggie and put some tina on my fingers before massaging it into her colon she complained it burned but aid that will pass soon as she started thrusting back on my fingers i knew it was only a matter of time before i had my way with her i immediately made her tail 2 big lines of coke and a line of tina and told her i only fuck raw but hardly ever cum so we’re good. she was hesitant at first but as my cock pushed against her entrance to her cunt she pushed back taking all of my raw cock in her no mention of a rubber or question of my status ( i’m poz and was off the meds ) we fucked for hours i asked her did she submit complete control of her body to daddy she agreed yes. after i’d ducked a huge load into her neg cunt i opened grindr putting on pictures of her sucking and fucking my cock and invited poz only guys round we ended up with 3 other poz tops round all off meds this slut got more then she bargained for watching the theee guys fuck her hard one after another each leaving a big puddle of toxic cum in her hole when they finished i told her she was a little tina slut now and had taking 4 poz loads her life will never be the same again i fucked her one more time before going back on grindr and inviting a poz couple round ti finishe her off i’ve no idea she got the bug then and there but ended up getting fucked all night off 6 different poz guys everyone of us off meds i went home and got a message saying thankyou but she was annoyed i never said i was poz i replied you never asked and i said i don’t use rubbers now your a poz cumdump go out there take all cocks raw never insult a real man by asking about condoms get your pusey knocked up as much as possible i’m meeting her tonight she wants to play again

I was bored and horny last Tuesday evening and logged on to Grindr to see if there was anyone of interest. I had only been online a few mins when a I got a message from a blank profile. I usually just ignore those, but this guy had already sent pix. He was a hot, hairy Hispanic guy with a fat uncut cock. His message read " Cum let me fuck you in the storage room at my work". It was a fast food chicken place when I got there. I messaged that I had arrived. He messaged back to come to the back door and knock. I did and was let in. He push/guided me to the storeroom saying for me to just drop my shorts. As I did, he was pushing his pants down and showing me his awesome cock. Long foreskin, just the kind I like, and very girthy and nice length. I dropped to my knees to suck it and he just moaned as he felt my mouth. I could taste the sweat and piss taste on the head of his cock as the skin peeled back. He said "Yeah puto, taste my sweaty, smelly cock, soon I will put it in you slutty hole". He let me suck him and get him wet while he finger my hole with some cooking oil. Then he pulled me up, turned me around and bent me over some boxes. He proceeded to push his cock in all the way in me. He powered fucked me for about twenty mins with me trying not to make any noise. All at once I felt his cock pulsing and shooting his wad in me very deep. When he was finished, he bent over my back with his cock still in me, and said " My friend I'm working with would like to fuck you too". I said ok, and he pulls out and opens the door to this older white guy who looks very redneck and lots of tatts, like he'd spent time in prison. He pulled his pants down to reveal a cock just as thick as the previous one but just a a bit longer and cut. He just pushed right in on the cum of the other guy and rode me for about ten mins before redneck guy started pounding me and cumming hard in my ass. Redneck guy pulled out and pulled his pants up without saying a word and walked out. Nico, the latino guy, came back and said " We gotta get back to work" and walked me to the door with me pulling my shorts back up and my ass leaking cum, opened the door and out I walked and back to my car feeling the wetness of my short all the way back home.

I have a friend who whores me out somewhat frequently. Usually he gets a motel room and has me blindfolded and ass up on the bed ready to take any load he finds for me. It’s a hot power dynamic since he has all the power over who gets to fuck me and I have none of that power, although he almost never turns down a man who wants to dump a load in me. Last time he wanted to try something different and instead of having me blindfolded he had me on my back with my legs tied up and invited guys over to breed me. He thought it would be hot if I could see every man that came to use me and not get to turn anyone away which I also thought was really hot. I was also instructed to thank each man for his seed which I happily did. Saw some guys I had fucked before outside of a cumpdump session which was fun. Plenty of very hot guys and most of the guys I would’ve happily fucked regardless but there were a few that I probably wouldn’t have had I been able to turn them down. I’m sure guys like this fuck me regularly when I’m blindfolded but actually seeing the men breeding me made it better. These guys weren’t like disgusting, like none of them were dirty or seemed unkempt, just not guys I found attractive. I ended up getting 18 loads which I was very happy about, not close to a new record at all but a very successful night still. Afterwards I was thinking and came to an unexpected conclusion. I’m basically a no load refused bottom anytime, but something about getting fucked and bred by guys I didn’t find attractive was so hot to me because it really made me feel like a total cumdump. I also realized that I would not have let these men fuck me if they wanted to use a condom so I wouldn’t even get a load out of it. Typically you’ll hear guys say that they’ll only fuck raw for someone they know or are really attracted to, but that doesn’t apply to me. If there’s a guy I don’t know or aren’t into, I’ll only fuck him raw so as least I get his load. I’m a no load refused bottom, not a no cock refused bottom.

When I first pozed I did not go on Meds right away because I wanted the full poz experience. I kept going to saunas a lot and although I had been a bottom since I started having sex, now the idea of breeding a hole with my dirty load started to make me really horny. I was still taking as many loads as I could but now, after taking a few loads, I was getting a big hard-on and felt the urge to find a hole and unload. I would then rest and start over. When I stayed all night I would usually unload into 3-4 holes in between taking loads. On one of the bareback sites I met another total bottom who had recently pozed and like myself, was also feeling the urge to stealth holes at the sauna. He was in Montreal so we would meet at the sauna GI-Joe and pretend we were a couple afraid to get infected with STIs. After each of us taking some loads and when we were ready to unload, we then hunted for a nice hole so we could both breed the hole, one after the other. We would walk together into a bottom's room and start playing with his hole. My buddy had a great 9" uncut cock which we used to convince someone to go bareback. We would say that although we love anal, we only do oral at the sauna because of STIs. Some would eventually accept us fucking them bareback because they felt that we were careful and could be trusted. I would go first because I wanted my buddy to spread my dirty load in his hole and then he would add his own.

Part 6: The Awakening As I slowly woke up I realized it was dark outside. Daddy was slowly moving his cock in and out of my hole which felt terrific. My hole was loose and wet from Daddy fucking me earlier that all I could do was moan. I don't know how long Daddy had been fucking my hole but I do know I didn't want him to stop. Through my moaning I begged Daddy to not stop and use my hole for his pleasure. Part of me couldn't believe that yesterday morning I thought I was straight and now just over 24 hours later I couldn't get enough of Daddy's cock in my hole. Unbeknownst to me Daddy had already put a second load of cum in my hole while I slept. Goddamn how did I not know this. Here I was thinking I was going to get my second load but instead I would be getting a third load of poz cum from Daddy. Daddy said I was sleeping so good that he just went really slow fucking me because I looked so cute sleeping that he didn't want to wake me. As I laid there listening to Daddy talk I realized I was really hard. Daddy started kissing my neck as he fucked my hole slowly. This was enough to send me over the edge and I felt the cum oozing from my penis. I was so stretched out that when my hole tightened from the orgasm I barely felt Daddy's cock. Daddy never stopped fucking my hole through my orgasm and I remained hard. Daddy stopped fucking my hole and just held his cock deep inside of me while somehow he flipped us over and I was now sitting on top of Daddy as his cock was still buried deep inside my hole. This man was a fucking God. I knew I had found my perfect match. With Daddy's cock inside of me Daddy told me just to go up and down on his cock at my own pace. I slowly started bouncing up and down with maybe only 2-3 inches of Daddy's cock leaving my hole. As this was all new to me I didn't really know what I was doing. Daddy didn't mind and he was really patient. After some time I decided to lean down towards Daddy and I was able to really fuck my hole on Daddy's cock this way. I looked into Daddy's eyes as I rode his cock and this time I initiated a kiss with Daddy. Damn I was really loving riding Daddy's cock and before I knew as I rode Daddy and we kissed I had another orgasm. This time I went limp and stopped for a minute to catch my breath. After calming myself down I slowly started fucking my hole again on Daddy's cock. Daddy smiled and said I was doing a great job and he was about to cum again. I sped my effort because I wanted to be a good boy and make Daddy cum. After several more minutes Daddy said get ready. I thought I was when suddenly Daddy grabbed my hips and started thrusting into my hole without mercy. Daddy let out a primal scream as he unloaded for a third time in my hole. This time I felt Daddy's cum starting to leak from my hole as I was on top. And damn did I leak. I was coating Daddy's cock and balls from all the cum leaking from my hole. Daddy told me to get off really quickly and lay on my stomach and start cleaning his cock and balls with my mouth. Because Daddy was going soft I was able to slide his cock in my mouth with no problem. I licked all the cum from his cock and then licked his balls clean as well. Once I made sure his balls were free of cum I put his cock back in my mouth just savoring the taste of cum and my hole. Daddy remained soft and when he thought I had him completely clean he pulled me up beside him and kissed me. By this time as much as I wanted to be fucked again Daddy stayed soft and he had me remain in bed on my stomach while he went downstairs to fix us some food. Daddy came back up after a little bit and we had supper in bed. My supper was lite. A salad with a little bit of cheese and lite dressing. Daddy said I didn't need much because I wouldn't need much energy because he would be doing most of the work when he fucked my hole. Daddy had some chicken with potatoes and broccoli to help maintain his energy. As we ate I couldn't do anything but stare at Daddy and realized I was falling in love with him. What happened next surprised the hell out of me.

Chapter 7 The Pig was whining and whimpering saying “ Your to deep, it hurts my insides “. The BBC replied “ A bitch always hurts when she is getting bred right “. The pig remembered what the Top friend had said and agreed that this is the way it will go from now on. After the BBC dumped his load into the Pig he pulled out and told the Pig to stay there. He got his Phone and took a couple more pics of the stretched, red, gaping hole that was oozing his cream. He got dressed and left. He told the Pig that he had a great hole to use and that he would mention it to some of his friends an that would get him on the Adult site. The Pig said “ That might be fun. You’re only the second cock I have had in my ass “ .The BBC asked “ when did you het your fist “ The Pig replied “ A couple hours ago. The BBC said “ You’re a natural at bottoming, I am surprised it took you this long to find out how much fun it was “. The Pig still had that strange craving and wanted to see what he could get in his ass. His ass was dripping Copus amounts of cum, he couldn’t tighten enough to keep it in. when he stood up cum ran out his hole, dripped on his nut sack and most ran down his legs. When he walked he felt all nasty and slimy between the cheeks, This really turned him on but his cock would not get hard enough to really do much. He reached behind himself to feel his hole . it wasn’t as sore as he thought but was slippery with cum, he pushed a couple fingers up his ass and that set off all sorts of pleasure, not just in his ass but it seemed everywhere. He got back on his app an found a couple other guys wanting to cum over. Both sounded promising. One had an average cock and was in from the Bars and needed to nut. Th other said he wanted to stretch his hole and piss n it. he told both he was messy with cum and they both replied that they liked a sloppy hole to play in. He made arrangements to have both cum over. He really didn’t care who did what or who got there first. All he knew was he was unbelievable horny and not sleepy at all. Both got there at the same time. The Pig was ass up waiting with the lights out and door open. They talked for a few minutes and then turned some lights on so they could see their target. The Pig had a towel over his head so he couldn’t see who was there. He had told them prior to this that he wanted to be totally anon, he really didn’t want to see who or what was going up him. One of them produced a black hood and instructed the Pig to keep his eyes closed and put it on. This hood had flaps over this mouth and eyes. The ones over the eyes were closed so he would never see the faces of the guys that were about to wreck his ass. He went back to the position that had him ass up. He could hear everything but could not see anything. One of the guys said “ Look at that hole, looks tasty “. The other one said be my guest. I will wait to fill the void. The one started licking around the Pig’s ass. He would circle the hole but not get to close. This was driving the Pig crazy with lust. At this point he would take anything up his ass. The guy finally stared using the tipoff his tong to tease the hole. Then he bared down and stared sucking on the hole. This was a feeling that the Pig had never felt before. He started moaning “ Yes, that feels great. Please don’t stop “. When the guy heard that he bit down on the tender flesh. This brough an immediate response from the Pig as he yelled “ Easy. That Hurt “. The guy replied “ Shut the fuck up or I will rip your hole with my teeth, and that will only be for starters." This was not going the way the Pig had hoped but he was still craving anything so he figured he would let it go for now. Little did he know that this was spiraling out of his control very quickly.

Before I tell you how I got pozzed, a little background is in order. I grew up without my father, and when I met my best friend in high school, his Dad somewhat adopted me as a son. Naturally we were both gay but, for some reason, my buddy Zach was pretty timid about trying anal sex. I knew he really wanted it but I couldn't get him over the edge. Then one weekend around the end of our senior year, not long after we turned 18, Zach's Daddy caught the two of us 69ing. Well, it turn out Dad was also gay, and he could recognize a couple of born pussy bottom boys when he saw them, so Dad became the one to pop both our cherries, explaining that it was the job of a boy's ass to take man cock, and that a good pussy boy always took it raw. Zach was more than a little scared his first time, actually crying and begging Daddy to stop, but Daddy knew what was best for his sons and firmly shoved his cock inside Zach, after which Zach's ass loosened up a bit and his inner pussy boy came out. By the time Daddy was done with us we both loved having his cock inside us and we had both been converted into proper raw bottom pussy boys. After this we were banned from wearing clothes in the house and ordered to keep our holes ready for Daddy to fuck at all times. Daddy knew that two horny pussy boys like us needed a regular dose of man spunk up our holes and encouraged us to seek out other men to provide it. In addition, Daddy argued we had a duty to offer our bodies for the pleasure of other men. Both Zach and I bought his argument, after all what else is a pussy boy for do? The only problem was the issue of HIV. After all those health classes warning about always using condoms, etc., Zach especially was reluctant to take any cock that came his way - even if it was what we both really wanted to do. Then I discovered the whole bug chasing scene and found that getting pozzed was becoming more and more exciting to me. I also rationalized that once I was pozzed (or at least willing to get pozzed) I could fully release my inner pussy boy and take as much man cock in my ass as I could find. Several months after Daddy broke us in he got sick for a week or so and stopped fucking us. Zach really missed his Daddy's big nine inch fuck tool and the intimacy that came from getting fucked by his father. We really wondered what was going on when, after recovering from the flu, Daddy did not resume fucking us. Knowing Daddy liked taking raw cock I started wondering if he'd been pozzed. So one day when Daddy and I were alone, I screwed up my courage and asked him and he answered that yeah, sure enough, he had gotten pozzed after a night at the baths. I told Daddy my thoughts of being pozzed and how I thought it would liberate Zach and me in our quest to be full blown pussy boys. In addition I argued if Zach and I did as Daddy had taught us and only took raw cock, we'd likely get it eventually anyway. Daddy told me that he knew we hadn't been getting fucked as much as two hot little bottoms should be and that he was thinking the thing to do was poz us himself. I knew Daddy would figure out what was best for us so I just waited for him to tell us. About a week later on a Friday night Daddy came into our room his cock hard which always meant one or both of us was getting fucked. Knowing Daddy's dark secret my cock instantly sprang to life. Daddy sat us down and explained how he'd been pozzed and how he knew our fear of AIDS was keeping us from being proper pussy boys. He told us he'd decided to poz both of us. Just like the first time Daddy had fucked him, Zach was terrified. He knew, of course, that he had to submit, but as Daddy mounted him Zach was crying and begging Daddy not to fuck him. I remember watching, my cock as hard as steel, as Daddy's poz fuck tool slid inside his son's boy pussy. Zach moaned with pleasure but still apparently still conflicted about what Daddy was doing, because he sporadically begged his Daddy not to poz him. As Daddy worked his cock in and out of Zach's hole, making sure it was ready to receive his charged load, Zach apparently recognized that what Daddy was doing was truly setting him free to be a proper pussy boy, and that all he really wanted in life was to accommodate a lot of raw cock in his skinny twink ass. As that happened he starting begging Daddy for his load of poz cum and, knowing his son was ready Daddy moaned and fired his load of poz spunk deep inside Zach. Watching it happen I couldn't control myself and spunked all over my chest at the same time Zach's cock fired what would probably be its last ever neg load. After he came Daddy continued to pump Zach's ass a bit, working his poz load into him. He then pulled out and slid a but plug up inside Zach to make sure nothing leaked out. Then it was my turn and suddenly I found that thinking about getting pozzed and watching someone else get pozzed was different from getting it yourself. As Daddy mounted me I lay there on my back legs spread eagle, my boy pussy exposed. Daddy could see the fear in my eyes and doubtless knew I might try to chicken out so he pinned me firmly to the bed. As he went to enter me I was trying to think of how to stop him. "No, Daddy wait - wait - no - please - wait" I whimpered as Daddy's poz fuck tool entered my hole. I tried to clamp down but Daddy was having none of it and quickly forced his cock deep in my ass and began fucking me. "Ohhh God uuhhh uhhh no wait no uhhhh uhhh" I moaned as the pleasure of Daddy's cock hit me. My whole body was quivering and shaking with a mixture of fear, excitement and pleasure. But so the fear subsided as I gave myself into Daddy's loving embrace. My cock, which had gone soft from the fear, soon swelled and grew rock hard with excitement. Daddy's poison rod was fucking my boy ass and soon Zach and I would be full brothers, both having been pozzed up by Daddy. I looked over and saw Zach frantically jacking his cock. I was happy to see he found watching me get pozzed as exciting as I'd found him getting it. As Daddy neared climax the fear returned. I don't know if you can imagine but every fiber of my being was screaming at me to escape and at the same time WANTING Daddy's charged load inside me. My body was quivering, shaking, my cock an absolute shaft of steel as my hands alternately tried to push Daddy away and pull him in deeper. Daddy drove his nine inch poz fuck tool extra deep as he deposited his poz cum inside me. His thrust pushed me over the edge and caused my cock to fire a huge load cum all on its own without my having touched it. Just as he had with Zach, Daddy fucked his poz load into my ass and then plugged it up. We spend that weekend taking several more poz loads from Daddy, both of us loving every minute of it. And sure enough about a several weeks later we both came down with the fuck flu, and in due course, like Daddy, went on meds. Free of worry, we now are taking a TON of cock, each of us usually getting at least one anonymous load a day. And then there was the night we took neighboring stalls at a certain park restroom but that's a story for another day.

100% AirmaxUK There are too many on web sites that just have one pici.. mostly downloaded from the internet and when you meet them you will find that out. Worse is those who don't have picis (they describe themselves as "concerned for their careers" etc).. claim to be 25, 6ft, slim build etc etc then turn out to be 50, 5 ft 6 and 15 stone and get upset when u tell them to get lost.

Photos that look like they're quite old. Giveaways include background details like: CRT TV/Computer screens, old mobiles, VHS tapes. Photos that are inconsistent - eg: seem to be taken years apart. Focusing on setting up something that is very prescribed in too much detail the first time meeting. Focus on "what will you do to me" with no thought on "what I can do for you". Unwilling to contact off the app/website eg by phone or text. No linked friends on the site/app. Recently created profile (eg that evening) - on its own more of a yellow flag, but combined with others...maybe a red. Asking inappropriate questions - eg: where do you work, anything financial, anything about family. Any hints they are off their face.

At dinner i told him what happened at the clinic. He said he was proud on me holding off from letting another man fuck me. He said he knows how wet and horny i get and am such an easy fuck. I told him it was difficult but that i wanted to please him my Daddy and i wanted to have his and only his baby. He smiled and leaned over and kissed me softly. I opened my mouth and sucked in his tongue and grabbed his hard cock. Me reciting the story must have made him horny. I pushed his seat back and turned my back to him while holding on to his mammoth meat and sat on his cock and rode him. His cock felt so good in me. It was just the pleasure of feeling him so deep in me or the way he stretched my pussy but it made me emotionally feel complete of being filled by him and his seed. I kept riding him. He could tell my legs were getting tired so he picked me up and put me on the couch while still keeping him in me and then started to pound my ass. "Feels good doesn't it. I bet you were so wet at the clinic and horny. You needed Daddy's cock in you didn't you my little whore", he said "Ohhhh yes, my pussy was so wet i wanted to get fucked so bad. I am such a slut now. Its hard for me to refuse getting fucked. You've turned me into a total whore Daddy, I hope i am making you happy.", i moaned back "Yes you are. This is only the beginning. I am going to make you into a total slut and whore.", he said pounding me After a 10 minute solid pounding he finally nutted another load into me. He pulled out and i cleaned him up. I went into the bedroom to get my plug to keep his baby juice in me. We finished dinner and then watched some TV and talked. I told him i was excited to start school next week and that the college would help me find a job. He told me that would be good and healthcare is a good field to be in. We went to bed as we were both tired from a long day. Daddy had errands to run before work so he left the house early. When i woke up i went online to check my test results and in came back inconclusive. I texted Daddy and he said not to worry it would happen. I went out and did some shopping for supplies for school and some groceries. I also stopped by an adult gay store to pick up some outfits. I was feeling a little sad about the results and needed to feel sexy. I got home put the stuff away and got dressed up. I put on some male black sheer stockings, a light blue satin thong and a tan tight camisole that showed my hard nipples. I also put on light eye shade and a bit of mascara. When Daddy got home i was at the door on my knees. I pulled down his zipper and started sucking his huge cock. "Ohhh my boy is all horny for Daddy's cock huh. Good boy", he said I sucked on his huge meat and sucking on his huge balls too. He got out of his pants and pulled me up lifted me and kissed me deep, our tongues entwined in each others. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me to our bed. He threw me down on the edge of the bed, pulled out the butt plug and while standing at the bottom of the bed he put my legs on his shoulders and rammed into me. I yelped as his cock is still huge but once deep in me i started moaning like a total slut begging him to pound the shit out of me and mark me with his seed. He was ramming me hard and fast. It hurt as was fucking me really hard but i didnt care cause it also felt so good to be filled by his manhood. He ripped my stocking off and starting sucking my feet and toes which drove signals up my spine. He fucked me like that for a while then threw me higher up on the bed flipped me over and sat on my ass and stuck his meat in me. I spread my legs to make it easier for him to get it all in me and he rode me like a bitch in heat pounding my ass. I tried to lift up to meet his thrust but him sitting on me kept me down. I swear i felt his cock in my stomach at this angle and it felt so good. He fucked me on the bed for the next half an hour taking me in many positions. My favorite was missionary with my legs wrapped around his waist trying to pull all of him in me. Our tongues dancing and we kiss and feeling not just his huge cock in me but his body on me felt so incredible and so right. He kept in me stroking my prostate and my 2nd ring i was in bliss and couldn't hold out and i screamed i was cumming and squeezed his cock with my pussy muscles which send him into a frenzy shooting jobs of hot poz cum into my pussy. We stayed like that for another 30 minutes just making out and him grinding his seed in me. When he finally pulled out he removed my cock cage and plug and cum drooled out of my hole. He went down and suck me good suddenly fingering me with first 1 then 2 and finally his whole fist in me. My head fell back my back arched and i tried to push and offer myself to him and get more of his hand in me. He fisted me, scraping my inside, wrecking my prostate and pushing his seed deep in me. He was trying to massage all his cum into the liking of my wrecked cunt. I was in heaven. He kept pushing more of his arm in me and i kept pushing back on him to take more. "Your cunt is so hungry isn't it my whore", he said It was so true, i was driven my the desire of my cunt to be filled and take anything i can get in me. It was both a mental and physical high to be filled. After a while of being fisted i finally came again into his mouth but shooting 6-7 spurts into his mouth. It felt soo good as i haven't shot that much cum in a long while. After a while of just massaging my hole he finally pulled out fist and gave it to me to clean up with my mouth. I also went down on him and cleaned his semi hard cock that still had cum leaking out of it. It was 7p and it was too late for me to finish dinner so we grabbed some burger at the local joint via the drive thru. I went into the car dressed as it. Daddy told me no use dressing up as we would be staying in the car. I looked in the car mirror and my eye shadow smeared a bit and my mascara had run. I wiped up some cum off my cheek. My top was partially ripped, socking ripped but still on my thighs and my panties were also tattered. We go to the drive thru and ordered. When we got to the window Daddy paid. As we were waiting for our food he told me to pull down my panties to the mid thigh and lift my ass of the seat. I did and he suck his finger into my hole and he pulled me down with his finger. "Ride my finger with your wet pussy", he said I slowly gyrated my hips riding his finger. "Hi sir sorry for the wait......ohhh", the drive thru person said He could see my panties, pink cock cage and my gyrating on Daddy's finger. My seat was slightly reclined so i could see his face. He was a cute 19 or 20 year old. "Your food isn't ready yet. Park in stall #1 and I will bring it out when its ready", he said We drove and parked. Daddy reached over and started to play with my nipples and added another finger in my wet cunt. I hungrily sucked up his second finger. Daddy pulled out his cock and i went over and went down on him taking his huge meat in my throat. Five minutes later we heard a knock on the window. "Sorry to interrupt sir. Here is your food.", the clerk said staring at me and Daddys huge cock as i pulled off him. I smiled back at him and started stroking and licking the head of Daddy's cock. "Thank you for bringing our food out. Do you see anything you like", Daddy said to the clerk The clerk shifted what looked like a hard cock. Daddy pulled his fingers out of my ass and presented it me to lick. The clerk just stared as i licked them slowly and teasing. "Get in the back slut", Daddy said I climbed in the back seat and got in the footwell on my knees. "Why don't you get in the back for a quicky. Cmon i can see you are interested.", Daddy said to the clerk He paused them jumped in the back seat. The parking stall was off to the side and in a dark area of the parking lot. When the clerk got in i pulled down his pants and took his good sized cock in my mouth. He smelled of sweat and sucked him all the way into my throat. "Ohhh that feels soo good. I thought you were a woman at first with your outfit but ohhhh yeah", he leaned his head back and moaned "He sucks cock better than a woman doesnt he", Daddy said "Ohhhh yea. His pussy good?", the clerk moaned "Not tonight but maybe another night", Daddy said. I was really good and in another minute he shot 6 huge spurts of cum in my mouth. I swirled it around his cock and swallowed. After he calmed down he pulled up his pants and stared at me. "You are so sexy and beautiful", he said "Thank you", i responded and leaned into kiss him. He kissed me back and then opened the door quickly and said he had to get back to the store. I got back in the front seat and Daddy kissed me. "Good boy" We drove back home and ate our dinner.

The part about no safewords is a red flag IMO. Plus, the dude seems to have a bad attitude. In my world, there's a distinction between "dom top" and "asshole", and I avoid people that appear likely to cross that line.

Who cares! We've got enough stones being thrown from outside the community so I definitely don't care what some might think in the community! We are men and men like to seed and breed...we all started jerking off young! Even our cherished elders are still busting a nut so sex for men is an entire lifetime activity so I say let men be men and fuck...with fucking no judgment! As the saying goes "Sex is wild, sex is fun! Not everybody does it but, everybody should!" Now excuse me as I go get a load of hot man seed up my butt!

from my personal POZ archives =============================================================== I got to the Baths around 5 p.m. and started breeding almost immediately. I lost track of how many, but I know I shot at least half a dozen Loads, including a couple in a Bottom who was one of my regulars. They were all hot Fucks, but the last one was an almost spiritual exercise. That would never have happened a month ago, but I've become addicted to Gifting. Now I'm a Man on a Mission. It was almost 3 a.m.; and I was dead tired, but determined to spew my Venom into one more Pussy. After several passes through the corridors and Maze, I found my Mark. He was on hands and knees in his room, Butt in the air, Lube on the mattress, and no Condoms in sight. I invited myself in and fingered his Hole. It was dry. I would be his first Load of the night. I love shoving my Dick into a Butt full of Jizm—the World's Best Lube—but being first gave me the chance to stretch and tear his Hole so that my POZ Bug could work it wonders. Absolutely Awesome! Before I could mount his Ass, though, Mark moved his hot wet mouth to my huge Pig Nips and began sucking and chewing. Fuckin' Fabulous! Most guys go right for the Dick, but my Nips are even more sensitive than my Cock, and getting them pulled and twisted gets me even harder. After a bit I pulled up his head and pushed my tongue into his tonsils. We frenched like there was no tomorrow. The Chemistry was there, and I knew this was going to be ONE REALLY GREAT FUCK—one which would make it easier for me to Honor My Commitment. Mark was a white lad, early 20s, slim and lightly muscled—no Twink, but close to it, who was gonna get a Load of Daddy's POZ Jizm. I'm 41, Latino, 5'10", almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and a PURPOSELY POZZED NEG who was about to REPLICATE THE RITUAL. "Oh fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! I need your fucking Dick SOOOOO BAD!" I flipped him over and hoisted his slender, shaven legs to my shoulders and my Dick was drooling Slime on his Pussy when the goddamned Mark whipped out a Condom. Fuckin' Tease! Had it been earlier, I would have stormed out of there in pursuit of other Prey, but late as it was, I didn't want to take the chance of cummin' up with nothin'. So in one fell swoop I shoved my bare Dick up to the Pubes in Mark's Rectum. His looseness and my ease of penetration convinced me the Queen had been around the block before and whetted my appetite to put him out of his misery. As the element of surprise succumbed to the discomfiture of unlubed Coitus, I suspected Mark had gleaned my motivation—the way he struggled. It took all of my strength to pin him down. He tried to push me off, but I proved by far the stronger. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers." I held him tight as his Hole ripped and tore before my rapacious Onslaught. "BAREBACK ONLY!" He grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, Bitch, you know you want it! A minute ago you were begging me to screw you! You know you fuckin' need it!" But, clearly, he was having second thoughts , so I tried to be more tactful. "Come on, Baby. Take Daddy's Dick. You know you want It. You got a real sweet Pussy there, and Daddy wants to make both of us feel good." A little flattery—and Mark was babbling like a baby. "Oh God, Daddy, I need your Cock in me so bad! Please fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" Mark worked my Nips moaning like a Bitch in Heat. My Dick was rock hard, partly due to the unlubed friction of his Hole, but mainly because I'd contemplated POZZING his Dumb Ass. The guy was NEG--or thought he was—if he wanted me to use a Rubber. I strove harder to remove all doubt as to what happens to a fuckin' horny Bareback Bottom at the Tubs. "I'm gonna seed your Pussy, Boy, know that? You're gonna get Daddy's Charged Cum deep in your Ass. That's what you really want, don't you, you fuckin' Bitch? You want Daddy to seed and breed you like the fuckin' Little Whore you are." "Oh yeah, Daddy! That's what I want! I want you to fuck me! But please, Daddy, PULL OUT before you Cum. P-U-L-E-A-S-E !" Fucking Little Fool! Was he for real? Did he really think I'd pass up the opportunity to POZ his stinkin' Butt? Long as I live, I'll never understand these simple-minded Faggots who think they can bareback night after night and stay NEG. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting Daddy's Dick and Load, just like you deserve It. Get ready, Boy, cause I'm gonna breed your Ass!" He just kept moaning and pushing up to meet my thrusts. "HERE IT CUMS, QUEER BOY! Here Cums Daddy's Creamy Seed infiltratin' your NEG Pussy! Goddamn, yeah, Motherfucker! I'm spraying my Stud Juice deep up your Hole, R-I-G-H-T T-H-I-S M-O-M-E-N-T !" Walking around almost an hour before I met this Kid, obsessing about this very special moment, I'd worked up a helluva Charged Load. I juiced the whole inside of his Pussy with POZ Seed, so much so my Balls spasmed over and over and I thought I'd never stop shooting. I shoved my tongue deep down his throat and thrust my hips against his fragile body, intent on planting so much goddamned Virus in his Gut he'd taste It in his Gullet. I kissed him passionately, telling how good he felt, determined to massage my Venom into his Ass Walls and from there into his Capillaries. "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, Oh, Daddy," he kept chanting, too shocked or awed, or maybe both, to do anything but lie there and take It as the devastation of his Stupid Faggot Body commenced. I couldn't remember when I'd experienced such an Orgasm, but it was past; and suddenly I wanted out of there in the worst way, and the Mark I'd just bred seemed SOOOOO REPULSIVE. I wondered if he'd Cum, but then I realized I didn't give a Shit.

I placed an ad in Doublelist, and got pretty good results: I had two guys in the morning, one hot 22 yr-old who fucked me and bred me nice, and someone else who wanted to get sucked, so I did but he came too quickly, because I started licking his balls and I felt the spurts of cum on my face.

I've had a LOT of timewasters lately and I've been too busy in my work and personal life to risk getting ready for a night of getting bred only to have no one show up. So I've started working out what my personal red flags are when chatting to someone on a hookup site/app. I'd love to hear yours, like what things can a guy say or do that make you go "No this will be a no show or a terrible fuck"? Here's mine: Refusing to send more than one photo of their cock or face - They only have one good photo of each and it's actually nothing like that usually or it's a catfish. "Do you live alone?" - if it says single on the profile and they keep asking about how alone I am then they're skittish and are gonna flake at the last minute. Or they're a murderer or something idk. "My phone has no data so I'll meet you there" - they are a fantasist/timewaster who has no intention of meeting you. Asking for a ludicrous amount of pics or pics of very specific things before a meetup - they're just edging and will cum and vanish before the meetup time.

To Start this whole thing started when (Role Playing) i was tricked by my Ex to do a three-way, it was fun at first, the but the other guy fucked her so hard and was so big (i couldn't believe she was taking it) he stretched her out so much that when it was my turn i was just sloshing around in her cum filled pussy, then she made me eat out my load and his load (which oh my god was so much) this was my first time eating another mans cum it was more salty then mine she kept going on "make sure you get it all" something about not wanting babies she actually had a few orgasms while I was down there, from there it got worse she kept saying I don't know how a real man fucks and my 7 inch cock didn't satisfy her "Maybe you should experience it first hand" later i found out she had planned the whole thing as part of her breaking up with me. My Ex-girlfriend's big dicked bull took her cue putting fingers in my hole while I was eating her cum filled pussy, then I felt a bigger push on my hole screamed "Wait Wait...." but he just put his weight on me and started fucking me they talked to each other like I wasn't there making fun of my "tiny" cock! (which was soft now) you'd be soft too if your girl was calling you a "pussy" while some guy you just met has his 9 inch cock in you up to your belly, it wasn't fun but I thought if I just go with it I could get out and forget the whole thing, but then something started to happen I started to feel something going on my body started to get use to the pounding and constant open and closing of my hole around this massive pole it felt good and I just wanted this huge cock to feel good too so I started to push back I here myself start to moan Evan though I could hear them both laughing I didn't care I just wanted to get all the way to the base of his monster cock show him I was better than her! I felt my insides filling up like someone turned on a water hose my stomach was filling full he was cumming so much when he pulled out it poured out of my open hole like syrup and just keep flowing out my hole onto the floor I shot the biggest load and longest orgasum of my life (I'm getting Hard thinking about it now) anyway he said now we both belong to him he had her put a cock lock on my junk because he was in charge of when I fucked and when I could Evan touch myself , in my head I thought maybe I should let a man who obviously knows what's best for me have that power, after all he took me to a place I never dreamed I'd go, the pleasure from his fucking me was not like anything I'd ever felt before sure I'd played with guys before but this really did something to me! it had to be the sheer size because I've been in 3-ways before where me and the other guy fucked each other but I've only ever had my size or smaller I'd find myself craving his big dick but never knowing when I'd be lucky enough to get it, I tell myself now that I'm Bi but I'm starting to feel like a sub , that was four months or so ago, now he just drops by my apt. (I moved out from my girls place) anytime day or night with the promise of letting me out of my cage, once he came by my job (i work commission in electronics) and said in front of at least 3 of my co-workers "Hey ,you want me to open your cock cage today?" "Then i need my dick sucked right now" I whispered to him to knock it off and walked him to the back away from people ,he said where's the locker room we can "Talk" there. still not wanting a scene I showed him where we change, he's bigger than me (6'2 blue eyes reddish hair muscle broad chested stud) before I could talk him down to doing it later he got me the mens room and pushed me into the big stall in my works bathroom, he unzipped and pulled out his fat dick which still wasn't hard but almost 8 inches, i didn't want to do it but thought if i'd just submit and suck it maybe he'd leave or at least cum fast and go before my bosses realized I was off the floor, he said he would go all had to do was suck on the head (which was pretty fat) he just wanted me to know he owned all of my holes so i was about to take his cock in my mouth, but then something changed his mind I thought I heard the door open but I didn't see anyone, he told me to pull down my pants he wanted to check to see if his favorite fuck hole i still had the cock cage on, if i was still locked, some part of me felt good to know I was his favorite that meant my ass pleased him more than any of his other fuck toys ! "Yes I'm still in my cock cage sir" he said "That's a good boy" then he bent me over and told me to put my hands on the back of the stall wall he started grabbing my balls and pulling on chastity cage to make sure I couldn't get it off, I looked back and saw him take 3 fingers wet them with spit and started playing with my hole, it felt good I forgot where I was he was finger fucking me slowly opening my ass up, I was starting to get hard in the cage it hurt my dick but my ass felt so good , I thought I heard a giggle then pain, he slammed his 9 inch man sized cock only half way in my ass I wasn't really ready! I whisper yelled "stop it oh Fuck!" and he slapped me in the back of my head and said "Shut the fuck up holes don't talk" then he pulled out and then really plowed into me. I starting to take his size he was fucking my hole so hard his balls were banging into mine , he must have bang me for a good 15 min. his cock started to get harder than before ! All of sudden he stopped, i could feel his dick pulsing his load into my ass he was convulsing and definitely unloading, in my euphoria I thought i heard him talking and then that empty feeling when he pulled out, i thought it was over but he said in a forceful owner commanding voice "Don't look over here boy, Keep Your hands on the fucking wall!" i didn't want to get slapped again , then holy shit! i felt my ass getting stretched to point of splitting something so big around, not as deep as his cock but so fat around I knew it was another guy, fuck this new guy was so hard and so big around too, he fucked me slow but with so much cum in my hole it was easier to get a good stroke going then my ass opened up around his super wide dick I could hardly breathe with every pound he got closer to bottoming out, he began fucking my ass so hard, really pounding me fucking me I heard myself loudly moan and saying incoherant things my hand were still on the wall and my dick starting to get hard in the cage again which really hurt, all of a sudden without any hands i started cumming all over my pants down around my ankles, the top of the toilet the guy is still fucking me making a slapping sound every time he fucks into me lifting me of my feet with every hammer banging thrust ,now i hear other people in the room, I'm embarrassed now but the thought of a crowd of men waiting outside to take a turn at fucking me pushes me other edge I start cumming a 2nd time in my haze I can't tell if they're laughing or cheering the guy fucking me on, when I started to shoot my ass tries to contract around this foster's Beer size cock he starts cumming and it feels like someone is emptying a enama bag inside me, he cums so much, he keeps trying to fuck me till his dick goes soft and just falls out of my now wide open gapping hole! reality slowly returns as I come out of my need to serve cock , I hear a different voice say "O.K. you can put your hands down" "I'm Done"I turn around and I'm in shock it was one of my supervisors/boss Dennis, I thought he was the super "Mr. Straight Guy" he's married/separated with 3 kids! He turns me around and presents his cock for me to clean off which Evan soft is still fat as fuck his balls are huge grey/brown hairy balls, he's a good looking 40 something I've noticed his bulge sometimes but I never dreamed it was so big around, he'd joke his wife didn't like sex with him because it hurt, but fuck I came twice ! I don't know what I like better wider like Dennis or fat and deep like my owner, my Ex-girl's Bull is long gone by now and Dennis says "i thought you might be a closet case!" "Late night shifts are gonna be fun" he puts his fat cock away and tells the other two guys who were watching hoping to get a turn at me getting fucked in the bathroom "breaks over back to work, you can get a turn later" now i just get teased all the time for being a Cock whore, guys at work just cum up to me and make me suck their cocks during breaks , I did get a 10 dollar raise on top of my commission I'm liking my job a lot better, any day of the week one of the guys i work with might take my mouth or my ass! I use to hate it but it feels so natural to serve a real men!

I guess after the long drought of the pandemic, and despite some worries about turning forty, my sex life is picking up a bit. Just a couple of days after writing my last post about coming in someone for the first time in ages, I took a load too which is a very rare occurrence for me. I had met this hot, very tall and athletic Brazilian guy a couple of weeks ago at a sex party (it's no coincidence that a lot of my stories and experiences involve Brazilians, they are a very hot people and there are huge numbers of them in Ireland right now). We had fucked each other at the party, but neither of us had come inside each other then. He was lateish forties but looked younger, had lots of tattoos and a lean muscular build. So a couple of days ago I texted him to offer him the chance to come round and umm share something I had in the house (and fuck, of course). He arrives and we get straight to it. He wants to top me., and as it happens I've been trying to train myself to be a better bottom recently: I want to broaden my range and not just top all the time. He fucks me on my sofa and on my bed in different positions, he has a big long and thick dick and slams it into me, while I bit my lip and wonder how long I can take it for....:). Fucking bareback makes it less painful, of course, and I've started to learn about how to move and position my ass, and how to focus on being less tense, so as to make bottoming much more fun and much less painful than it has been for me. After a while at this he suddenly says he's going to come, so I guess I should let him come in my ass, right? he does, and we take a five minute break before round 2. Later on we invite a fairly cute Lithuanian guy in his twenties to bottom for both of us, but no more loads were swapped that night. Not to kill the mood of the story, but it's the first time I've been bred without being on PreP. I am NOT a 'chaser' and don't want to be infected, but I ran out of pills some days ago, and appointments at the prep clinic here are difficult to get and are organised at times very inconvenient for my work. Irish customs also doesn't allow you to import the generic medication, like I used to do when I lived in the UK. This guy says he is on prep though and I believe him. That said, it wasn't necessarily smart or something I want to let happen again, so I'm going to order generic medication to be sent to a friend's house in London. Anyway, getting loaded is a very rare thing to happen to me: I guess partly because I don't bottom that much, and partly because I'm just not fixated on collecting loads as some guys are. It feels, at least psychologically, nice and a little bit transgressive to do, though. I didn't physically feel him come inside me. I think it's still fewer than 10 men who have actually come inside me, which given that I fuck a lot is a very low number. And here's the fun part of the story: he's a former Olympian! He competed at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics. I won't say in what discipline, but I know this is a true story as there's actually a video of him competing on youtube and it is recognisably him. He got through the first round of the contest but didn't manage to make the semi-finals. This makes him the first ex-Olympian I have had sex with, a rather nice achievement for me probably more impressive than the porn star I fucked a few years back.

How about we take his advice and DO NOT CONTACT HIM? I've been used to women-seeking-men's ads being too high maintenance and demanding. This douchebag? Asshole Level 1000. Running a train on him will change his attitude for sure. 🤣

Phone calls help. Weeds out shady folks real quick. I know -- voice is so old school. But I've only had a couple crazy guys blow up my phone afterwards, so I block them. For folks that cannot give out their real #, a throw-away phone could work. I've been looking into these and some simple flip-phone styles are <$100 now. Donate the phone to a shelter after -- after throwing away the SIM too.

Seeing my gps location, then asking where I live, I tell them then suddenly I’m too far away. asking if I top when my profile clearly says bottom One guy on bbrts kept asking if I get fucked bareback - 1. That’s why I’m on there, 2. What was he doing on there if he kept on asking that? (We had exchanged phone numbers at this point and every now and then he’d text, supposedly for a meet and kept asking the bareback question, then go silent, presumably having shot his load - now blocked) the ‘have you done….’ questions - some of which when I say no but want to try, end the conversation (and none of them illegal btw) bad spelling

This has been addressed many, many times on these boards. The answers are all readily available; just use the site’s robust search feature to find previous topics on the subject. The question gets asked so frequently that most of us are no longer inclined to repeat ourselves.

fter dinner we watched tv on the couch. I was still dressed in my sleazy outfit and Daddy was only in his underwear. Daddy was laying on the couch length wise, i also laying similar with my head near his lap. I had my hand on his cock feeling and holding it. After watching tv for a bit it started getting hard. I couldn't resist and pulled down his underwear and took him in his mouth. Slowly sucking his thick meat and licking his head. After a while he was rock hard. I climbed on him reverse style and slowly sank on his obelisk of meat. Not matter how many times i have been fucked by him it always feels so amazing and like its the first time. His cock is so thick it stretches me like i am a virgin each time. I hear his start to breath hard and i use my ass muscles to massage his cock. "Milk my with your cunt bitch", he moaned I did i squeezed him and massaged him with my pussy muscles. I rode him for a good 30 minutes. My legs started to give out. He pushed me forward and lunged into me from the back in one swift stroke followed by short strokes aiming at my prostate. I just moaned like a total slut put my head down and took the pounding. I then felt his cock expand and shoot 3 spurts in my cunt. I pushed back and squeezed him with my ass muscles. Oh how good it felt. He pulled out, i turned around and sucked his cock clean. We then got up took a shower together and went to bed. I woke up and looked at the clock but my vision was blurry. It looked like 3am something. My head was pounding, my body ached all over and i felt like i was going to vomit. I stumbled out of bed and made it to the toilet where i threw up several times. I felt like crap. Daddy came in and felt my head and comforted me. After i was done at the toilet, he helped my stand up wash my hands and rinse out my mouth and back into bed. "I think i ate something bad", i said Daddy looked into my eyes and said," No baby i think you are pregnant" Even though it felt like i was hit by a truck i managed a smile back at him, "Really you think so", i said "Yes you are going to have my baby, you are converting", he smiled and kissed me soft and tender I had a tear in my eye. "Why the tears baby, i thought this i what you wanted", he said "It is, i am so happy and excited", i said and kissed him back. "Me too", he said. I felt his thick cock hard at the entrance of my now poz pussy and his hand down to my raging hard cock. Daddy had taken off the cage when we took a shower to get me clean. "I see someone is hard from learning that he is POZ. Hmmmm my dirty little whore. Good boy", he said shoving his thick cock in me. With the limited energy i had i pushed back and opened myself up to offer myself to him I felt his cock plunge into my guts infecting me more with his charged seed. He also caressed my prostate making me moan like the slut i am. "Daddy please breed me again with your dirty charged seed. Infect my cunt again please Daddy please", i moaned softly laying there limp which being taken by my man "I am going to make sure it takes and we get you knocked up", he said now slowly and sensually fucking me. I could only just lie there as a piece of meat and be taken by him. I felt so happy and complete. He fucked me so tenderly, he was making love to meet. Not pounding hard but caressing my hole. He kissed me so intimately our tongues softly wrapping around each others. "Here comes another load infecting you", he moaned in my ear as i felt his cock expand and shoot more hot seed in me I just lay there basking in the glow of now being pregnant with my Daddys seed.

Hell, yeah!

Lol, that's rude haha. I can certify you he was enjoying my cock when he had it inside him. 😉

Did you read this one. Slightly more controversial

Too many rules, I understand the temptation of writing something like that given how many guys want to hookup despite the fact that they have no common sexual interests with you. What do guys have against fucking tall guys, I'm 6'2" and frequently gey rejected as a bottom even by verse guys who are more than happy to take my dick every chance they get.

I deposited 5 loads in 5 different sluts at the bathhouse over the course of the weekend. I did get a lot of dick but no loads. Two guys that I loaded fucked me and promised to come back and give me one in return before they left, but neither one of them followed through.

The sling is one of the best sexual inventions ever made. And it is the best investment I ever made. In fact I have two in my playroom. I’ve also bought a portable stand, so I can travel with mine. Whether going over to a friend’s house, or renting a cheap sleazy motel room for the weekend…my sling has been used often outside the home. I’ve had a very sturdy canvas bag made that I even have a check through the airlines a couple of times when going to large events. You never will regret having bought one. And your bottoms will appreciate you for it!

Complex thoughts require complex understanding, which not all posters here seem to be capable of. In a nutshell: Putin's long game is (a) restoration of the USSR/Russian Empire as a geopolitical force, and (b) defeat or disbanding of NATO, the primary threat to his expansionist plans. As long as Trump was in office, attacking NATO and threatening to withdraw, he was useful to Putin in goal (b). We now know from more of Trump's former circle of advisers that he had been quite candid about pulling the US out of NATO during his second term, if he'd won one (which he mercifully did not). That disruptive influence in the west was far more valuable to Putin's grand schemes than any territorial gain might be. This is an old concept known as the "useful idiot", one with which you may not be familiar (or at least not in the way one might think). Once Trump was defeated, and someone firmly committed to NATO was elected to replace him, the calculus shifted. Putin had to decide whether he could spread enough disinformation about Ukraine to get away with invading and seizing power (as he had done in Crimea, and to lesser extents in Georgia and other former Soviet republics). One good thing about Biden (among many) is that he knows that US intelligence, while not always perfect, is some of the best in the world. Because they had intercepted much of Putin's plans for false flag operations, etc. as a means of making Ukraine to be the aggressor, and Biden smartly chose to release enough of that intelligence that the world could see Putin's game plan for what it was: naked aggression. And as a result, the west is united against Russia in a way that would never have been possible without someone like Biden - who actually READS his intelligence briefings and more importantly, understands them - in charge.

We kinda have a don’t tell policy about out little playtime he doesn’t tell my boyfriend and I don’t tell Anyone else, like my sister-in-law, this last Friday he changed the game he showed up at the same time as always but this time he showed up with three of his friends from work, he said they wanted to checkout my new PS4, they had beer and Tequila chips and dip , a little after work party, his friends were pretty cool and not bad looking either I sat on the side while they ran around the virtual world shooting up stuff drinking beer and taking Tequila shots, I’m really into the game at this point, not paying a lot of attention to what’s going on, my brother says “back in a min. gotta go drain the python!” one of his friends Mark says “that Shit’s not a python it’s another fucking leg!” he says laughing, now I’m watching two of the guys play so I don’t see my brother when he comes out of the bathroom, all the guys look over at the same time “oh Shit” my brother comes walking over and stands in front of the T.V. with his Pants & underwear down around his ankles , both of his hands are wrapped around his cock and still 5 inches are showing, he starts walking toward me and says “Open your mouth!” I say “No, get outta here” I act like he’s kidding around and we’ve never fooled around before, “I Said suck my fucking dick!” and he pushes it into my face, I said “no stop playing”, I feel someone grab my head and he keeps it in place, now I can’t move my head and my brother’s massive cock forces it’s way thru my lips, so give in and start sucking, I hear the whole room say different things “holly Shit” “fuck how is he taking that shit?” my brother pulls out so I think he done, I’m thinking he’s just showing off in front of his friends, but right as he pulls out one of his buddy’s shove his cock in my mouth it’s not as long as my brother’s dick but it’s getting fatter around in my mouth, I hear my brother say “Next!” and another dick gets put in my mouth this one is big and uncut leaking precum like crazy into my mouth, he grabs my head and rams his semi-soft dick down my throat and leaves it there holding my nose, I feel it growing hard down my esophagus, filling my throat so I can’t breath then pulling out just when I think I won’t get any air, they somehow pick me up and flip my on my back so my ass is up and the back of my head is down on the couch, then the fourth guy kneels in front me, he’s a black guy with a huge dick he starts fucking my mouth, it goes in easier now that I’m on my back I can take the length a lot easier but it’s still to fat for my mouth, he pulls it out of my mouth and slaps my face saying “watch the teeth!” then back in it goes, the blood is rushing to my head, I’m really dizzy it so surreal, the black guy pulls out and now the Uncut German guy is fucking my throat, That's when I realize my pants and underwear are coming off, I hear the Latin guy say while playing with my big hairy balls “man he has a pretty big dick!” jacking it my precum starts flowing like a bottle of lube I can feel his hand roughly slapping my dick “he got this hard from sucking dick?” the German guy says “watch this” he pulls his dick out of my mouth and puts his ass in my face, so I start licking it , his hole is kind of Hairy and smells really musty an sweaty but I lick his hole from ball sack to drilling deep in his hole, he gets off and now mark starts pumping my mouth with his 7 inch cock, not as big as the other guys but still choking me, I start feeling fingers playing with my hole using my pre-cum to wet it, then someone spits, and then I feel what feels like a hand go in, I hear my brother say “see this is what I did to his ass on vacation” my brother is opening my hole he’s fucking me slow and deep, “turn him over” some one says, they flip my over so my ass is hanging over the back of the couch, “wait wait” I say but they don’t hear me the uncut German guy goes in my hole his pre-cum seems to make great lube, he fucks my ass slapping my dick which gets harder with every thrust! He black guy is back in my mouth, I’m sucking his cock and it taste so good now that I’m use to the size, the guy pumping my ass starts shooting his load I can feel him pulse each shot deep in my hole, he pulls out and another dick goes in, he’s fucking me so hard our balls are slapping together, “oh Fuck Oh Fuck!” I hear him say, then I feel him pulse and shake pounding his load deep in my ass, he pulls his softening dick out and then I’m pulled down on the floor onto my back! I feel a huge pain in my ass but the next cock is so big it push the cum deeper into my hole, it really hurt at first but with each thrust it feels better, feels so good now ,I know he’s my brother but his massive cock feels so good, the black guy and my brother are fucking me from both ends, my brother’s cock in my ass has me so full my dick is super hard now from the Pounding my hole is getting, the black guy is holding my hands down as he pumps my throat , my hole I now a loose open wet mess now my brother is banging me to the hilt I’m taking his full fat 9 inches I’m so hard, my hole is so open my brother Pulls all the way out then plows into me balls deep fuck his cock is so hard he screams out “Holy Fuck!” and starts pump my ass full of cum! He’s so deep in my ass the pulse of him fucking me triggers me cumming I start shooting a fountain of cum all over my face and chest, the black guy pulls out of my mouth runs over to my ass and plunges is fat dick in my hole unloading another huge load! The guys all get dressed and out in minutes, my brother says “that was fun, see you next week!” and I’m by myself, I stand up and as I make my way to the bathroom cum just pours out of my ass, I’m not sure how I feel about what happened, I think I could have stopped it but I kinda didn’t want to, it got a little rough but I guess no pain , no gain, and my wild open ass is still sore after 3 days, I hope they each come back one day so I can have my turn at fucking them!

I know these posts are meant to be sexy and highlight the hot encounters we've had, but yesterday I had two of the worst hookups I've ever had in the same night and I need to get them off my chest. Two catfish. Two awful fucks. My fault for being gullible so don't be like me! First guy was messaging me and sending me pics of his big dick, but refused to come to my place and asked me to meet him in a field 15 minutes away that isn't a typical cruising spot. He had a hot pic and a big dick so I walk there and then get another message saying actually he'll meet me at a park further away. I walk the extra 10 minutes there and then total silence. No replies, no sign of him, no extra "meet at this specific part of the huge park" guidance, just ignored. I hang around thinking that he'll appear for about 20 more minutes in the dark. Then as I walk away and start on the way back I get approached by a messy shorter guy, around 5'4" who asks me if I'm looking for someone, I say I am, and he starts with a big "oh apparently people meet off Grindr but I wouldn't know anything about that" routine, I ask if he's the guy I was meant to be meeting and he says no then asks if he can kiss me and if I'll suck him off. I'm a slut so I do both even though this guy looks nothing like who I was supposed to meet. His dick is not at all as advertised, like it's only slightly thicker and longer than the typical index finger and he cums in my mouth after like 40 seconds. I say goodbye and head off, checking Grindr on my phone to see that the guy I was meant to be meeting is not only back online but saying 4 metres away so I assume that was the guy. Afterwards I get lots of "oh I'm so sorry I didn't meet you my phone ran out of data, did you meet anyone else while you were there?? I bet you did" style messages. I just replied with "Nothing that was worth the trip". The second guy (a mere hour later) insisted that I come to his place and I refused as I'd already wasted time traveling for the previous meet. He changed his mind and got a taxi to mine only to turn up looking about 15 years older and wider than any of his pics, then proceed to start exploring my house, opening doors and looking in drawers all the while I was telling him to stop. When I finally got him to the bedroom (he'd paid for a taxi here I couldn't just kick him out without a fuck) he didn't have a clue what he was doing and his dick was pretty much negligible, like 3 inches when fully hard. He started telling me how beautiful I was and how much he fancied me (this was supposed to be a pump n dump btw) then he tried to fuck me but couldn't get into a rhythm because his dick kept falling out, I genuinely couldn't feel much of it. I had to jack him off with two fingers and a thumb. Huge cumshot tbf but it wasn't inside me so I was left disappointed. Then after trying to explore my house more he wants to fuck me again but asks if he can do a line of coke this time. I tell him that I don't mind but that we probably won't be able to fuck again as EVERY time a top has taken coke in my experience they stop being able to get hard. He insists that he can still get hard after coke and that it's not a problem. 4 minutes later he's upset that he can't get hard again and getting emotional about how he wishes his dick was bigger and (despite the fact I've told him repeatedly that I am purely bottom and currently locked in a cock cage) he's asking me if I can fuck him instead. I played counselor for a bit and he admitted that he lied about his dick size because he was (admittedly quite rightly) scared that I wouldn't want to meet him if I knew he had a tiny dick and was older than in his pics. I calmed him down and then he suddenly just decides he has to go. Once he's gone I get bombarded with messages asking if we can meet again and what my mobile number is etc. I told him I was glad he got home safely and have not responded to any further messages. I get that I might come across as insensitive here and that it must be very tough being top/vers with a small dick, but lying about your size and getting very emotional about it with a total stranger is probably not the best look. I just wanted to get my ass fucked and instead I lose around 4 hours and a lot of patience on two guys for no real reward 🙄 What's your worst hookup been like?

1. Guys who can’t read: I state explicitly I do not/cannot host -“do you host?” “What’s your address” And I absolutely hate the “why not” why not what? Sorry fucker, you’re not as special as you think you are. I’m not going to host just because your horny. 2. Blank/empty profiles. Sorry, fill something out. On BBRT - ask me all the way down. Nope. They’ll ask way too many questions, don’t read the profile and just want pics. 3. People who send dick pics, no face. Horrible body pics then want my face, body and multiple ass pictures. I had sent one guy on Sniffies multiple pics. He sent me like 2. I ask him if he wants to fuck, says “can you send more pics” I say not, what I have sent is enough. I’m here to get fucked. Do you want to fuck or not? he proceeds to tell me I’m not that hot anyways and am not with the hassle? the hassle of what? I was ready, and prepared to be go over and be ass up for you to fuck me. 4.guys who say “hey there good morning, how’s it going” sorry, every single time they only want pics, send me one dick pick and then ask “well can you host?” 🙄

Good start. I cannot wait for the boss' son to get what's coming to him and probably more than once

Thanks man! I’m glad the truth about Zeus is finally out. This was a pivotal chapter that was waiting to be revealed. I was chomping at the bit to get here, but everything had to be set up. Zeus is one of the keys to so many developments and now the brothers can put him back together. More importantly, Zeus will allow it.

I have no interest in guys who just want to suck. Since I fuck anon mostly, I never get sucked. I just do my thing, nut up a hole and leave.

The biggest problem I have with the hookup sites locally is that they are all quickly taken over by guys looking for a relationship, and not a NSA hookup. Which makes them almost completely useless. Actually that is true for in person cruising, even at the bathhouse it seems like a majority are looking for permanent boyfriend.

Nice, very sensual

Inside and armoured personnel carrier. Quick furtive bareback fuck, took turns up each other’s arses. One load up an arse, the other in a mouth.

THE WEEKEND I figured Zeus and Sleeper had gone off for some private time, but was happy to see them return. I didn’t think either one of them would be careless but I couldn’t help the worry taking up a small space in the back of my mind. They returned subdued and I wondered what had happened because Sleeper wasn’t walking with his usual swagger. “What’s going on, guys?” I asked. Sleeper looked at Zeus and although he remained expressionless there was a deep undercurrent of uncertainty and sadness that radiated from his posture. “We need to talk to you, buddy.” Sleeper replied. I nodded. If Sleeper wanted to talk, this wasn’t something minor. My best friend wasn’t someone who found it difficult to sort out his own head. “Somewhere private then. We don’t have a lot of time. How about outside on the benches? Less chance our voices will carry.” Walking out the door the brothers all glanced at us. I made a motion with my hand to let them know I’d handle it. I could tell they’d noticed Zeus and Sleeper’s odd behavior and wanted to help. I selected a spot far enough away from the group of smokers getting their final cigarette of the night. Until Airborne it hadn’t occurred to me that the Bravos didn’t have a single smoker which I found curious. That defied the odds. After sitting down, I asked Zeus first. “Buddy, what’s wrong?” Zeus’s broad shoulders sank, his eyes refused to stray from the ground in front of him. The uncharacteristically quiet night was chilly. “I’m being bad again.” The fog from our breathing seemed to linger longer than it should as if it held the weight of our feelings. Sleeper shook his head and an angry look crossed his face. It passed quickly. He reached out and put his hand on Zeus’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, Gabriel. This is my fault. We shouldn’t have taken our walk.” Of course I was curious. But I didn’t need to know the particulars to understand that Zeus’s issue wasn’t what happened on the walk, it was deeper. I read the signs: Sleeper was upset on behalf of Zeus, not because of him. Zeus was dealing with something that he would never blame Sleeper for and it sounded like he was blaming himself. “Gabriel, look at me, please.” I said. When Zeus looked up, his eyes glistened with unshed tears. This giant, capable soldier looked like a lost little boy and I couldn’t understand how someone who was so much larger than life could shrink himself down to appear so pitiful. “You aren’t bad, Gabriel. What do you want? What does your heart tell you?” Zeus shifted his gaze to Sleeper, and tears fell silently from his eyes. I had to force myself to breathe through the overwhelming wave of sadness that bordered on despair that hit me. “You love Sleeper.” I said and sighed. I knew this was coming. I didn’t think Sleeper would break this gentle man’s heart, but I hadn’t had a chance to have that talk with my best friend like I wanted. I studied Sleeper’s face, his body language. He wasn’t holding back from Zeus, in fact his hand had moved up to stroke Zeus’s handsome broken face, his thumb wiping the tears that fell. No, Sleeper hadn’t broken Zeus’s heart. He cared deeply about Zeus. “And you, Sleeper? What are you thinking?” Sleeper shrugged, his eyes never leaving Zeus’s face. “I love him back. I figured that out tonight. I’d do anything for him, but I don’t know how to fix this.” He said softly. I tilted my head. “Fix what? Nothing needs to be fixed. You love each other.” “Assmunch, the Army -“ Sleeper started. “So what?” I interrupted him. “Do you think you’re the only ones who have to hide? This isn’t about a stupid policy. Look, at some point there’s always going to be a conflict with what the Army wants and what you want. My dad had to face that decision more than once. Sometimes he chose the Army. Sometimes he had to choose his family. That’s something you figure out when it comes up. This… this is about something else for Zeus.” Sleeper took a breath. “It won’t work, Andrew. And Gabriel doesn’t want to break the rules.” Maybe it was my recent reconciliation with Kevin, maybe it was because I was still basically a kid, but I felt they shouldn’t just give up. A wiser, older me may have agreed with Sleeper’s assessment. Yeah, Sleeper was just Sleeper about it, rolling with the punches and recognizing when he was out matched. In sports you learned to accept defeat without internalizing it and used it as a lesson to correct your mistakes so that you could come back and fight better the next time. But Zeus didn’t seem to have learned any of that. In fact, Zeus appeared to give up the fight before he even stepped on the mat. “Zeus, why do you have scars all over you?” I asked him. Zeus looked down at his big hands which were gripping his thighs. “I was bad. I had to be punished.” That much I figured out already. The real question was why… and who. “What did you do?” It didn’t seem possible, but Zeus shrunk down even further until he looked small and helpless. I could swear he was a child in that moment, no older than 12, weak, uncertain, his voice was no longer broad and deep, no rumbling vibration caressed my body when he spoke about growing up and his brother. Sleeper and I exchanged frequent alarmed stares as we listened to what had been done to our friend. He quoted Bible verses often as a way to explain, but the worst part was the slow progression of how his spirit had been torn apart and crushed which he related without understanding what had been stolen from him by his brother’s ever increasing cruelty. Zeus remembered every strapping. They began with legitimate but minor infractions (still not worthy of being whipped by a thin leather rein, even so). Then gradually they occurred for things Zeus couldn’t help or had no control over. After a few years Ezekiel began whipping him for things that weren’t mistakes or misbehavior and it became apparent Zeus was simply a target on which Ezekiel could express his anger and cruelty. “I wasn’t supposed to…” “A man should always…” “The Bible says…” “It was my fault….” “I didn’t listen…” “It was his job to teach me…” “I had to learn…” With every repetition it became clearer and clearer that Zeus’s brother Ezekiel was an angry, bitter, cruel man who didn’t actually care about Zeus at all, in spite of his insistence that it was for Zeus’s own good. The events Zeus described were ordinary kid things, not a single one of them were actually bad or malicious. Not closing the screen door all the way… or letting it slam… Zeus got ten straps for that. He interrupted his brother’s work when he was 12 to tell him he’d gotten an award for being the fastest to complete his math tables in the contest that day for his class, so excited and happy that Ezekiel would be proud he’d done so well. He’d gotten 15 straps for stopping Ezekiel’s work, and for not immediately getting to his own chores when he got home. He got whipped for giving his favorite horse a half a carrot one day. He got whipped for not wanting to be whipped. Holy. FUCKING. HELL. I don’t know how Zeus had survived all that without being completely broken. I wanted to kill. I’d always wondered if the time came when I saw real combat if I had it in me to actually kill another human being. Some soldiers don’t, you know. Some soldiers never fire a single round in combat. Others will fire, but deliberately miss. Look it up, it’s a common battlefield problem. But now, I had no uncertainty. Oh, I fucking had it in me, I could absolutely put a fucking bullet right through the center of Ezekiel’s skull. I’d gladly watch his black, oily, evil brain splatter as the round exited the back of his worthless head. A bullet was too good for him, though. The words of Gutter, the Army Ranger who’d instructed us for that week in Germany came back to me. “Your kill should be cold, it shouldn’t be personal. Your enemy is an obstacle, that’s all. If you’re angry, if you want him to suffer, you care about him too much.” I couldn’t be cold about this. I felt like throwing up. What kind of person could whip a little kid until he bled? Sleeper was furious, and tears were coming out of his eyes at the same time. His breath was coming in deep, shaky, heaving snorts like the whuff of a bull about to charge. I felt that tingling flush across my body as I finally put the last piece of Zeus’s puzzle together in my head. If I had admired Zeus before, now I felt what I can only describe as a righteous, protective love that raged through me like a violent thunderstorm mixed with an intense pride at the strength it must have taken to come out the other side as probably the most upright, decent man I’d ever met. That he could still feel anything good was a miracle and it only emphasized that Zeus was greater than us all. He’d endured years of abuse that was worse than torture. I understood how Puppy Dog Zeus could share this massive body with serious, quiet, masterful Zeus. What had been done to him froze a part of his mind at a child’s age before it formed adult thoughts, the happy part before the pain. There was no happiness for Zeus after his father died and Ezekiel took over. Every piece of happy in him was a child’s version of happy. In spite of his brother’s insistence that he become a man, Ezekiel’s actions ensured Zeus would never fully become one. Zeus was faking it all, doing what he’d been told without understanding why men acted like men. Knowing the rules, and knowing WHY there were rules were two very different things. The former you followed blindly, the latter you reasoned through so you could judge when the rules were appropriate and necessary, and when they didn’t serve the situation. This wasn’t about being good, and being bad. Zeus would never truly know the difference until he saw it from a different perspective than he’d been brainwashed through torture to learn. “Gabriel. Do you love Addison?” I asked him, struggling to keep my anger hidden from my voice. Zeus nodded. “If Addison did something bad…something truly bad, like stealing, would you give him a strapping to teach him a lesson?” Zeus looked up in fright. Then he looked at Sleeper. Shaking his head fast, he said “No, I could never hurt Addison. Never.” “What about me? Would you give me a strapping if you caught me stealing?” Zeus didn’t answer as fast, which was good. I needed him to think about it. I watched his eyes roam off. I wanted to actually chuckle because I could see his face screw up like a kid’s when they tried to think their way through something difficult. Ah, it was good to find some joy in all this darkness. Puppy Dog Zeus was just that - pure joy. It just made me love this big man more. So many of us lose the habits and mannerisms of youth, or learn to suppress them. I saw it happening in my little brother Tim. I felt another wave of understanding come to me about my parents and my Dad in particular. How you want your kids to grow up, but have to watch the exuberant joy of youth gradually fade, and how it becomes a battle inside you between wanting that joy to stay around as long as possible and resigning yourself to teaching them to bury it or hide it so the harsh realities of life won’t hurt them too badly. You have to walk a razor thin line balancing your love of who they are with what you want them to become. Once again, I found myself thanking my Dad for the lessons he taught me while letting me decide how to manage and control my youthful impulses. And through it all I knew my Mom and Dad loved me, even when they were angry at what I’d done. That time when we’d first moved to Texas and were in base housing and I’d accidentally put a hole in my bedroom wall play wrestling with Tim. Dad was angry, that would cost us money and this was Army property. You didn’t damage someone else’s property with carelessness. We fixed it, together. Dad made me do most of the work which seemed like a lot when I was 10, but I understood now it wasn’t really that difficult. The funny thing was it ended up being one of my favorite memories of Dad and I working together. And he told me when the paint was drying how proud he was of me, how I’d done an excellent job. “No, Andrew. I wouldn’t strap you even though you know stealing is bad.” Zeus finally replied. I wanted to ask him why, but it wasn’t time for him to see that yet. “Okay, but I did a bad thing. Would you let someone else give me a strapping?” Zeus scowled. “No. But I would make you give it back and I would tell you not to do it again.” “So, you wouldn’t strap Sleeper for doing something bad, and you wouldn’t strap me, and you won’t let someone else do it. Is strapping someone a good thing?” I asked. “I mean, hitting people is bad, right?” Zeus screwed up his face again. “You shouldn’t hit people, unless they deserve it.” Ah, good, I thought. Zeus COULD distinguish subtleties. “So, if Sleeper and I did something REALLY bad, REALLY deserved it… then you would give us a strapping?” “Andrew, no. You and Sleeper are good. I really like you. I couldn’t hurt you like that, even if you were really bad.” And my giant God sighed. Now. Maybe. “Gabriel. I don’t think Ezekiel liked you at all. If he loved you, like you love us, he wouldn’t have been able to do that to you, even if you were really bad. What Ezekiel did was bad, Gabriel. It was very bad.” “But…” Zeus trailed off. “Sleeper and I would never, NEVER give you a strapping no matter how bad you were, Gabriel. No one deserves that. Especially a child. You could do the worst thing you could possibly imagine, and we wouldn’t do it. Because we love you. You don’t hurt someone you love. When you love them, you do everything you can NOT to hurt them. Was your brother ever nice to you? Was he ever kind? Did he tell you he loved you?” Again, Zeus was lost in silent thought. His face became more and more troubled. He began blinking rapidly, and I saw his chest start to heave with short, shallow breaths. I think he was starting to panic. Thank God, Sleeper saw it too, and he immediately straddled the bench and pulled Zeus into a tight hug. “I love you, buddy.” I heard Sleeper whisper to him, nuzzling his face into Zeus’s head. “You’re a good man. A very good man.” And Sleeper kept whispering to him, in gentle soothing tones, much of which I couldn’t hear. At possibly the worst time, I heard the crunch of boots on gravel. “Hey boys!” Lance Corporal Potter announced. Something about the Marine’s complete obliviousness to what was happening irritated me. Refusing to read the situation was unforgivable. I shot up and spun around. Private Battles was with him. “No.” I said, staring them down. “Go inside.” “Corporal. Go inside, please, Corporal, I think you meant to say.” I looked at him, letting my eyes blink slowly. What a fucking dickhead. I gave Lance Corporal Dickhead, who could probably pick me up and break my back over his knee, a half grin. “Interesting. I don’t see a uniform. I don’t see a rank insignia. I could check my watch, but I’m going to take a guess and point out we aren’t on duty and it’s after duty hours. Which means if he isn’t in my chain of command I can tell a Marine Lance Corporal anything I want. With respect, Potter, this is Bravo business. Go inside… please.” I gave him credit for letting it go, even though I’d given him the out he still had the presence and grace to take it rather than puffing up. Maybe he was only half a dickhead. A baby dickhead. Like a nub. Lance Corporal Nub. Fuck yeah, he might never know his nickname but I was entertaining the thought of making sure the brothers knew it. He darted a look at Sleeper and Zeus. I thought I read a brief puzzled look of concern cross his face. “Okay. Let us know if you need our help. I don’t know what happened, but it doesn’t look good. If you need us, we’ll be with you.” I reluctantly gave him credit for finally reading the situation and actually being a brother about it. Dammit all to fucking hell. I wanted someone to hate right now, someone closer than Zeus’s brother Ezekiel. Potter and Battles could take it, wouldn’t bother them at all if I was to be a dick right back. But then Corporal Nub had to go and be a decent human. I was still going with the nickname, I decided. I’d keep it to myself, but his pathetic attempt to pull rank… a Corporal pulling rank… seriously? That earned him the honor of keeping his nickname. Maybe it was the Lance grade in front of his Corporal, maybe it was that Marine blood. I wasn’t going to waste brain energy trying to figure it out. “Thanks, much appreciated. Zeus is going to be okay. We got his back.” “You know Brickmann, I didn’t get it before, why they’d choose you to be the leader. I think I do now.” And he nodded his head to Battles then went inside the barracks. Battles hung back a moment longer, staring at me with a considering look that reminded me of Kevin taking me apart. I think Battles had the same gears in his head. Hmmm, smart Marines. How unexpected. I think I liked them just a little bit more. I turned around and found Zeus and Sleeper in the same position. Zeus appeared a little less small, less shrunken in on himself. Sleeper was still nuzzled up against his ear with his eyes closed, his legs sandwiching Zeus’s larger hips and thighs. I unbuttoned my uniform shirt and took a quick look around, marking the building, the corners, the roofline, the other tables which were empty. A look behind me indicated no one was coming up the path. “All clear, Sleeper. Go ahead.” And I raised my arms in a big stretching yawn which opened up my shirt and covered three quarters of the view as I stood above them. The kiss I saw almost made me cry. ********** It was a couple minutes to bed check when we got inside. I bobbed my head in a nod to the Bravos at the unspoken question in their looks. They all immediately relaxed and if they weren’t already in their bunks under the blankets they quickly climbed in. I noticed Potter and Battles down the bay and gave them a nod of thanks. Nub and Gears. Maybe I’d let them in on it if we bonded during this course. I was pretty sure they would see the humor in it. Zeus seemed more himself as he walked to his rack. For the first time since I’d known him, Zeus undressed by his rack, hung his uniform in his locker, stripped off his undershirt and pulled out his pajamas. He stood there in just his white boxers. Again, the entire bay came to a stillness. I refused to look away from Zeus’s magnificent body, but if I did I knew I’d see everyone staring eagerly with looks that varied from complete adoration to lust. Just the way his muscles rippled and bunched when he moved was like a siren song that called to you and urged you to sink beneath the waves of his masculine strength. I felt like he was pulling me towards him yet I wasn’t moving, I couldn’t move if I wanted to, not until he told me to. Zeus pulled out his puppy dog pajamas, the ones his mother had sent him. I felt a smile come to my face. Now that I knew a bit more about how Zeus grew up, it was obvious that at least his mother loved him and that she probably hadn’t bought those pajamas for him. She’d probably made them, sewed them herself, which solved the mystery of how you get German Shepard puppy dog pajamas for a beast like Zeus. I’d never seen him put them on before, only ever seen him wear them, but somehow I felt this time was different for him. He paused for a moment and looked at them. He put a hand on one of the puppies that frolicked, stroking it with a couple fingers. He smiled, like a little boy on Christmas Day, lost in some memory of happiness. I had held myself together until then spurred on by anger and determination for my friend. All that left me suddenly as my tears started to fall. I couldn’t help but think that little boy was free now to become a man. We’d have to guide him there, teach him the things that his brother SHOULD have taught him instead of crushing his spirit but this was something the Bravos could do for our God. I knew I would have to stay on my toes. Some of the brothers had some stupid idiot ideas about what men should do. After Zeus dressed he climbed into his bunk. The duty Sergeant had done a bed check and turned out the main lights before leaving. I was almost asleep when Zeus’s voice echoed through the bay. “Good night everyone.” We didn’t say good night in the Army. Not like that, not to everyone. It felt weird, but then I questioned why. There’s nothing wrong with being nice. But then I remembered, if this wasn’t Jump School, we’d have a Sergeant screaming from the end of the bay to shut the fuck up and knock ourselves out or he’d come do it for us. That made me chuckle. “Good night Zeus, go to sleep.” I said back. “Good night John Boy.” Demon called out. Some smart ass from the randoms called out. “Good night Mary Ellen.” Which made everyone laugh. Yeah, like we were The Waltons. Zeus and Holler probably came the closest to being a Walton. Everyone laughed again when Zeus asked “Who’s Mary Ellen?” ******* TOWER WEEK The second week of the Army Basic Airborne Course was Tower Week. Everyone in the Bravos had made it through Ground Week. That’s not to say it was easy, we were just at the top of our game. Four of the randoms either dropped or cycled out for one reason or another - injury, unconquerable fear of heights, or lack of physical fitness were the most common reasons for soldiers to fail Ground Week but I couldn’t believe some of the failures were the result of lack of preparation and studying. Part of the course was knowing your equipment and procedure and the Black Hats constantly evaluated your proficiency and knowledge. Where were your hands? What was this part of the harness called? Were you paying attention to your Jumpmaster? We ran everywhere back and forth, barracks, chow, classroom, field. The 34 foot tower was no joke because it was high enough to put the thought in your head that if your equipment failed you’d plummet to your death. Stepping out that door the first time was a moment of faith. The first lesson of the day after our PT run of 3 miles (up from the 2 &1/2 miles during Ground Week) and breakfast was the Suspended Harness and Swing Landing Trainer, or the SLT. On the Suspended Harness were were clipped in to mock parachute riser slips, those two straps that came down from your parachute canopy that you used to guide your movement in the air. Our group and one other, about a hundred troops were all lined up under an open sided metal roofed building that contained overhead lines and hanging lift assemblies from which descended the mock riser slips that we were taught how to attach to our harnesses. Our Black Hats explained where to put our hands, how to grip, how to position our bodies and once again the repetition of keeping our knees and feet together and keeping our head down chin to chest. Frequently and repeatedly we pulled ourselves up from the ground using our grip on the riser slips to hand suspended using only the strength of our arms while the instructor pointed out corrections or what we should focus on. And while it wasn’t exactly groping, no body part was safe from a Black Hat’s hands so you got used to being touched everywhere. The Swing Landing Trainer was next. This was an apparatus similar to the Suspended Harness only with movement. From an eight foot high platform we individually stepped off to swing suspended as we moved horizontally down a zip line that was maybe 20 feet long. Again, we were reminded to keep our feet and knees together. You’d be surprised how easy that was to forget when you had five other things to focus on. That was deliberate, we were told. It had to be ingrained, unconscious, automatic. Feet and knees together was what kept you from a stupid avoidable injury during landing. And we practiced that PLF, the Parachute Landing Fall, again on the SLT but it was different because this time were were actually moving sideways rather than just falling vertically. It was kind of cool, I thought, because you hung swinging back and forth four feet off the gravel pit while the Black Hat called instructions to you and you had no idea when the drop would come. You had to be ready the entire time to execute your PLF. Everything was geared toward muscle memory and being able to do it in your sleep. And trust me, you dreamed about it at night. Over and over again we moved through the line to jump off that platform. By lunch time my groin hurt from the harness straps, and my hips ached. You didn’t always roll when you hit even though you tried. About half the time your feet hit and instead of rolling calves to knees to hips to shoulders you just went feet to hips. We were definitely doing massages again tonight. But after a while I was looking forward to stepping off that platform even though I hadn’t yet been able to ignore the jolt to my groin I knew was coming. Some of the guys were leaning forward to go off instead of a lean and step so they wouldn’t have to experience that jerk at the bottom. Of course they were corrected by the ever watchful Black Hat. We were taught how to detach ourselves from our canopy after laying on the ground. The rest of the morning was ground practice for the mock door mass exit, which thankfully gave our abused bodies a break from the punishment of harness chafe and hip and shoulder beating from the PLF. Fucking hell. The mass exit training involved attaching your static line clip to the anchor line, internalizing the timing of the Airborne Shuffle (that interval of shuffling that your entire line moved at towards the door) which was one second for each soldier, do not rush the door, do not pause at the door. The mock door was just three feet off the ground and it was a free standing actual C-130 door we’d eventually be jumping out of if we made it to Jump Week. The mock door was at the end of a 10 foot long wooden platform with steps and that was where we lined up. It started to feel real. We practiced handing off our static line to the Jumpmaster which was the strap that pulled our parachute out of our packs after we left the aircraft. Lean, step, feet together knees together, hit the ground with both feet, knees and feet together, no PLF, hop away keeping your feet and knees together. Did I mention keep your feet and knees together? Yeah, you should keep your feet and knees together. One of the big lessons was how to hold our static line and position of our arms while doing so. In class we were told a few horror stories of jumpers who got tangled in their static line and it wasn’t pretty. And we finally had our combat gear, our rucks, clipped to our harness below our reserve chute. “You will not pause at the door.” The Black Hat said to the group gathered by the platform. “Move forward in a smooth controlled shuffle. Follow the instructions of the Jumpmaster exactly and watch for his go. Your secondary Jumpmaster will control you with his hands towards the exit door.” The Jumpmaster was the Instructor who manned the exit door. There were actually two, one at the door to grab your static line and a secondary three steps away to do a final visual equipment check and verify you were clipped onto the anchor line properly with your arm in the right position and keep you moving. “It helps if you keep time in your head as the soldiers in front of you move - shuffle, step, exit. Shuffle, step, exit. Shuffle, step, exit. Do NOT touch or adjust your equipment as you move towards the exit. Keep your left hand firmly on your static line until the Jumpmaster pulls it from your hand. RELEASE your static line when he grabs it, NOT BEFORE. Your combat gear will feel unbalanced and awkward where it hangs from your harness down in front of you as you climb the steps but YOU ARE NOT TO LIFT IT OR MOVE IT IN ANY WAY. By this time you should know not to talk as you move toward your jump.” This would be the first time we practiced with our rucks clipped to the front of our harnesses and they hung in front of our thighs down just below our knees. The taller you were, the fewer problems you had, so Weeble was going to have a tough time of it. Between his helmet, main chute pack, his reserve and his ruck you almost couldn’t see a soldier. We were positioned in line in no specific order. I was in the rear of our group, not dead last but five men away. The morning was cold but it had warmed up to 42 degrees and it was grey and overcast. Everyone seemed eager for this. This was the last piece of the process of jumping. We’d been trained and practiced landing, moving, and exiting. After this we’d put it all together for mass exit training from the 34 foot tower. And after lunch, that was the rest of our day until 1600 hrs when we had to inspect then secure our gear and equipment and return it to the building where we’d pick it up again the next day. In spite of the amount of time we spent standing around waiting to practice our exit, we were all pretty exhausted. In the Airborne course we were of course free and at liberty after evening chow and some of the students went off for various fun or activities on the base. We’d all learned the first week that timing was important. The base gym was busiest just after 1700 hours, up until 1900 hours. So the Bravos tended to barracks duties until then. Our two Marines and the Navy Corpsman attached themselves to the brotherhood and had started to become unofficial members of the Bravos. Even though we were dragging ass, we still ran the mile and a half distance to the gym in our workout clothes. Half of the Bravos were focused on keeping up their general fitness and endurance, like Bootlicker, Wanker, Holler, Demon and Shark. They played half court basketball, did full body exercises on the mats along with pushups and sit-ups. The rest of us did weight training to build size and strength. We all started with some deep stretching using the buddy system to really push to full extension. Currently, I knelt behind Dumbo hugging him to twist his torso while he sat on the mat, holding the stretch. “Breathe, Dumbo.” I reminded him as I pulled him around just a little bit more. “Slow three count in…three count out. Okay, other way.” I let him rotate around to his left, grabbed him again and pulled. “Hold it, breathe…there you go. A little more… good.” I moved my hands to his ribs. “Left arm up, cross it behind your head to your right shoulder.” I grabbed his elbow with one hand, kept my other on his ribs. I pulled him over. “Ooooooohhhhh, yeah…”. He groaned as his sore muscles stretched. “Breathe.” I reminded him. While I was manipulating his body, I saw the Charlies walk in. I had a strange feeling come over me seeing the Charlies, like I was in two places at once. The time before we pulled our mutiny and thought the Charlies were all jackasses, and my recognition now that they were like an extension of the Bravos for me, my brothers. It was hard to reconcile. I wondered how much of our initial aversion to the Alphas, Charlies and Deltas was deliberately imposed competitiveness spurred on by the Sergeants. No, it was something else. Yeah, they definitely pitted us against each other. The Charlies were our main pain, Sarge letting us know every time the Charlies beat us in some qualification or task. We traded top rank with them over and over again, the Alphas and Deltas fighting it out for 3rd and 4th. The Charlies would take the lead, then we’d seize it back, then they’d outdo us, but we’d crush them again. We ran faster to beat the Charlies. We disassembled our various weapons and reassembled lightning quick to knock them back down to sniff our asses in second place. They’d never beaten us once in marksmanship. Navigation was always back and forth. We were champs at Comms and Intel because of Wanker and Bootlicker. We felt short in recon and mechanical. Strategy was a toss up, always, but I think that was because the Sarges got together to fuck with us, they loved fucking with us. It made the Bravos stronger, made everything an Us vs. Them situation. I got that tingling flush again. When you had an enemy, competition, doing well was not enough. You had to win. I had an idea. “Lamont!” I called to him. We didn’t have a chance to talk after we met up the evening of our first day. I hadn’t actually seen them during our training every day, and every evening I had the Bravos studying or doing barracks business. This past weekend would have been the first opportunity, but again I had a ton of shit to do. Thank God Sleeper and Zeus did my laundry waiting their turn in line. Who knows what the randoms did, most of them left the barracks to run amok on the base and enjoy themselves. I hoped the Bravos wouldn’t lose their focus like that. Time enough for fun and games after we accomplished whatever little game the higher ups in Command had in store for us. I knew there was a plan, you couldn’t miss the signs of our special training, keeping us as a group. I still wasn’t sure how we’d been selected or why, only that we were selected as individual soldiers from a diverse occupational background. We might never know. Lamont and the Charlies came to the mats. “How’d Ground Week go? Did everyone get through?” I asked him. “Hey Assmunch. Yeah, of course. Didn’t seem that hard. Hell, after Graf and Sergeant Horvath driving us to near collapse I’m not sure anything could take one of us out. How’d the Bravos do?” “Same, brother. Every now and then I give them a taste of our Sarge so they don’t get complacent.” I replied. Lamont chuckled. He leaned in and whispered. “Me too. I’ll never forget that hairy bastard.” “Want to stretch with us? I have a proposition.” I told him. “I’m intrigued. Sure.” “Sleeper,” I called to my best friend. “Go get the Bravos. We’re going to have a competition with our brothers, the Charlies.” I helped Lamont do his stretches, outlining my plan. “What are the stakes?” He asked. “I’d like to make it Platoon stakes, but can’t think of a prize we can all do easily as a group. So what about individual stakes? Match by match?” I offered. “Yeah, I think the guys would go for it. Good workout, too.” He responded. “Okay, you and I will choose the match ups, try to keep things even. Laundry service next weekend is the prize. Whoever loses has to do their winner’s laundry.” “Perfect. You go talk to your guys, I’ll talk to mine.” I went over to the Bravos and told them the plan. They were seriously hyped up. I figured they would be, it was the Charlies. Just then an older soldier, maybe in his late 30’s, came up to us. He was wearing marine silkies that showed his thick powerful bare thighs. “You guys done with the mats?” He asked. “Uh, not exactly. We were just about to start some hand to hand matches between our two groups.” I explained. “We can wait a bit if you need to use them, or give you some space. We only need a little for the matches.” “Actually,” he said looking around and taking us all in. He lingered just a little longer on Zeus and Sleeper. “I think I’d like to see this. Need a ref?” That was a relief. It was better to have an outside ref, otherwise Lamont and I would have to argue. “Absolutely!” I agreed. “Glad to have you. Private Brickmann, Airborne Course. Army.” I stuck my hand out. “Major Collins. Marines.” He shook my hand. Now, you might think because we were out of uniform, at the gym, outside of duty hours it would be first names and casual. And it would have been if our rank had been anywhere close. He wasn’t being a dick, and I certainly wasn’t bragging about being an Army Private. But you avoided mistakes if everyone knew where they stood. He didn’t want to hide his rank because there were certain things he HAD to report if he saw them, and he wanted me to know. I needed to let him know I was a trainee at Jump School. “A pleasure, Sir.” I said. “You ever do one of these?” I asked him. “Oh, here and there.” He said evasively. I chuckled. “Lamont, come meet the Major”. I called. Lamont came right over and stuck out his hand. “Private Lamont, Airborne Course. Army.” “My pleasure Private.” Major Collins said. “Lamont, Major Collins has offered to ref for us. Major, we usually do submission rules. Is that satisfactory?” “You’ve matched before?” He asked. “Yes, Sir. Many times. We don’t mess around, and everyone knows when to call it. You won’t have any idiots holding out too long here.” “Good, let’s keep it fun, but intense. Don’t want anyone to get dropped because of some off duty injury. ” “That’s the plan, Sir. My guys are the Bravos. Lamonts are the Charlies. Lamont, let’s get Zeus out of the way first. It’s never fair, no matter who you select to go against him.” “Yeah, it’s just sad to watch. I may as well send my weakest, Kilpatrick. Maybe he’ll just hug the big guy to death. I swear he’s got a crush on him.” I laughed. “We all have a crush on Zeus, bro.” Major Collins broke in. “Zeus is the big guy over there?” “Yeah.” I answered. “No one can even give him a challenge. He sits out most of the time.” “How about you two? Will you participate?” The Major asked. “We weren’t going to because we had to ref. But if you’re doing it, I’d like to. This is the first time we wouldn’t match in a Platoon challenge.” “Good. You guys go last then, against each other.” He suggested. “Give your guys one last chance to get some payback no matter which side has more losses. Seeing their leaders go head to head is good for them. And if you’re throwing away the match with Zeus, maybe I can start this off with some excitement.” He grinned and raised an eyebrow. Now Major Collins was absolutely in prime physical shape. Six feet tall, just slightly taller than me. He had to be 230, definitely knew his way around the weight room. His thighs alone could probably crush a man’s skull. The Major’s experience and Marine training would negate most of Zeus’s advantages of height and strength, which meant Zeus would have to be smart. “I think you might find it harder than you’re expecting, Sir. He’s a beast.” I warned him. “Outstanding.” The Major grunted. Just like a Marine to think getting the piss beaten out of him was a fun night out. Oh fuck, this was going to be good. “Zeus! You’re up first.” I called. “Sweats off, Zeus. This is going to be a real challenge. The Major respectfully requests that you don’t hold anything back.” Zeus took off his sweatpants and sweatshirt and stood there in his tee shirt and PT shorts. “Well fuck me.” Major Collins mumbled. “You get used to it.” I said. “Mostly.” “Submission rules, just like before. Let’s give them some room, brothers.” “I’m fighting a Major, Andrew?” Zeus questioned. “I’m not a Major in the ring, soldier. I’m your enemy. If you hold anything back I will crush you.” Major Collins said. He gave Zeus an intense stare. Zeus blinked, then looked at me. I nodded. Sleeper clapped him on the back and whispered something to him. Suddenly Zeus’s eyes changed, and I could swear I saw a predator sizing up his prey as he looked at the Marine Officer. “Start!” Lamont called out. Right out of the fucking gate Zeus took three steps and went into a grapple with Collins. Without a pause Zeus dropped his left shoulder suddenly, slipping free of the Major’s grip and drove his shoulder into Collins’ midsection, wrapped his arm around his waist to lift him off the ground and then arched back to throw the Major to the mat behind him. Zeus immediately flipped over and dove to try to pin the Major, but Collins wasn’t having any of it. He rolled away and was on his feet in less than two seconds. Zeus had sprung to his own feet right after failing to get Collins under him. “Nice move. It won’t work again.” Collins taunted. “I don’t need it to.” Zeus said calmly. Dangerously. Collins moved fast, way too fast. He was inside Zeus’s defense too fast for Zeus to grab him or hit him, and he got his left leg behind Zeus’s knee just as his forearm struck Zeus’s chest. Zeus began to tilt back in a fall. If Collins got him down it might end because I was pretty sure the Major knew about 50 ways to immobilize an opponent on the ground. But Zeus wasn’t a pushover… literally or figuratively. He twisted his torso opposite Collins’ position while grabbing the arm that struck him, using his own backwards momentum and body weight to drag the Major off his feet and over his body to throw him to the mat. Zeus learned his lesson from the first throw and this time he didn’t let the Major go from his grip. By now, our large group on the mats had drawn some attention, and others from the gym were coming over to watch. “Is that the Major?” I heard someone say. The Major had wisely flung his legs away when he was pulled over and he kicked his feet on the mat to flip himself back over on top of Zeus. Now they were face to face with the Marine on top. “Mount! Don’t let him inside, Zeus!” Sleeper called out. “Guard! Guard!” Zeus’s feet were planted on the mat and he managed to bring his right elbow in before Collins could wedge his head and shoulder. Zeus lifted his hips while forcing the Marine’s chest away with his right elbow. At the same time Collins was attempting to lock Zeus’s legs with his own. Zeus thrust up and forced Collins to disengage and they both scrambled back to their feet. Collins immediately tried for a head strike but Zeus turned into the attempted blow, brushed it aside with his forearm, spun and delivered an elbow to the Marine’s midsection. Collins was too savvy to let him get full contact and he danced back, abandoning his try to wrap Zeus’s chest with his other arm and bringing his knee up for a kidney shot which Zeus easily deflected with the arm that was in position from his elbow shot. The action happening was so rapid it seemed like each of them knew the other’s move before it happened, like a choreographed dance. I felt my pulse racing. I’d never seen Zeus go full out like this. They separated, studying each other. Neither was even breathing hard. Without an indication or warning, the Marine spun and kicked high towards Zeus’s head and my stomach clenched. It happened in the blink of an eye and I knew Zeus was going to get slammed. Fuck the Major was fast. Zeus’s right hand shot up just as the Major’s heel got within a foot of his head and the Marine’s ankle smacked into Zeus’s hand. The force of the kick had to be incredible but Zeus’s hand barely moved from the impact. Zeus’s huge hand gripped the Major’s ankle, Zeus ducked, twisted under Collins’ leg yanking his foot around and he pulled, hard. The Major was flung spinning face down to the mat and Zeus was already falling, his fist still wrapped around his opponent’s ankle. It was going to be a pin. Before Zeus made it down Collins flipped onto his back using Zeus’s hold on his leg to pull his knees in. If Zeus hit, Collins was going to deliver a double knee right to Zeus’s stomach. Zeus dive rolled, releasing the Major’s ankle, and somersaulted to his feet, facing away. Collins didn’t waste the opportunity having rolled to his knees he dived towards the back of Zeus’s legs but Zeus was already moving, dancing away. He allowed Collins to get to his feet. “I thought someone like you might be more accustomed to offensive moves and neglect defense, but you grab offensive opportunity from your defensive moves.” Collins said to Zeus. “You’re very fast, Sir.” Zeus replied. “But you’re not strong enough.” “I don’t need to be stronger than you, soldier.” Collins replied mysteriously. Their match had drawn a large crowd, and I think just about everyone that was in the gym had come to watch. Even the Charlies were cheering Zeus on, and the rest of the gym crowd was cheering on the Marine Major. “Then you should probably start fighting for real, Sir.” Zeus said. Huh? I didn’t see the Major holding back at all. Every attempted move or strike seemed intended to disable Zeus completely. Collins smiled at Zeus. “I’ll give you the same advice. You won’t hurt me too badly, and if I land anything on you you’ll have to cycle back through the course because you won’t be able to move for the next few days. So it’s up to you. Take me out in the next five moves or you lose your place in the course. I have nothing to lose. You have everything to lose.” The worried look on Zeus’s face when he heard the Marine’s words was quickly replaced by determination. The crowd had gone silent, most likely thinking the same thing I was thinking - they hadn’t been fighting all out? They’d just been toying with each other? And then the blows started, too fast to figure out, each movement, spin, punch, knee, kick, turn, dodge and block became another move, another attack. Blows were landed but neither of them allowed the full force of the blow to be absorbed. A turn to the side to avoid a head shot became a return knee to the midsection, which was blocked and became an attempt to grab the knee or waist, which opened up the opponent’s neck and shoulders for a drop elbow. Kicks were flung, blocked, countered and leveraged for opportunity to seize, twist or make a strike to a joint. Now both Zeus and the Major were grunting and sweat was pouring. I looked at my watch, this had gone on for 10 full minutes. Each of them had been knocked to the mat where the other tried for a submission, but neither could immobilize the other. Hell, I was sweating just watching this. It stopped being fun and easy and seemed like they were seriously trying to hurt each other. I nudged Lamont. “Should we stop this?” I whispered to him. “I think they are both loving the hell out of this, Assmunch. Let’s just trust them to know where to draw the line.” He answered. That was fine for him to say, it wasn’t his soldier at risk. The last thing I wanted was for Zeus to be cycled because he got hurt sparring. I’d give it another minute or so. It didn’t last that long. Collins began with a series of moves that seemed designed to flow into each other, and elicit specific defensive moves from Zeus. Zeus did not disappoint, but I got the distinct feeling I was watching a chess match. I knew a sacrifice was coming up, one designed to create an opening. Collins was leading Zeus, moving him exactly where he wanted him. Zeus was doing well, predicting every one of the Major’s moves. A puzzled look crossed Zeus’s face. I think he was figuring it out, but I didn’t think it would be in time. Collins would make his move soon, I could feel it, see his body getting ready. He was going to let Zeus hit him with everything, leave Zeus an opening he couldn’t refuse, but it would leave Zeus open to some trick or counter that would put an end to him. Just what the fuck was the Major planning to do? I almost couldn’t take it. I’d started out figuring the Major would win, but over the course of the match it looked like Zeus stood a chance. But now I was tense. I was back to concluding Zeus would lose but I feared the loss would be something brutal. Anything less and the Major would fail to submit him. Suddenly, it was there. Collins left his right side exposed, daring Zeus to take a shot. I begged him silently to miss it. I saw a resigned grin flash on Zeus’s face and he took the shot. Which allowed the left side of Zeus head to be open. Collins’ fist was already halfway to Zeus’s face when Zeus’s fist made contact with the Major’s ribs. I gave the Marine credit, he never flinched. He was committed to his plan. A half second after Zeus rocked him in the ribs, he was struck in the jaw by the Major’s knuckles. Zeus went down like a demolished building.

My preference would be the sauna/bath, generally speaking the guys who are there are there to have sex. I prefer any in person cruising to the apps if there are any guys actually cruising. I do find that the difficulty of hooking up and actually having sex in a location will be similar whether you use the apps are go cruising in person.

Give me a bathhouse every time. Real contact with real Men, everyone’s there for the same reason, and none of the ills caused by internet communication apply. Men can’t misrepresent themselves very well when they’re naked. And I love me a steamroom. Getting steamed at guys who flake me on Grindr in nowhere near as pleasurable. Plus, I’ve never, ever left a bathhouse unfucked. I can’t say that about a hotel room where I had to rely on the apps to bring in hookups.

Part Three 🙂 “That was fucking hot loved blowing my load inside you” was the message I had received as I was slowly making my way out to my car which I parked around the corner from the place. Locking my phone and signing out of Locanto and the KNOX on my phone as I got in the car and made my way back home…. But that is a story to be still told after this another episode of my fall from grace into depravity J. It had been several months since my last catchup with the tradie and my afternoon fuck with the BF, things were tense and even friends and family had commented that something was up. But we carried on as normal and continued to ignore the elephant in the room. I had some health issues and I wasn’t performing my role as the dutiful partner. But then again neither was he, he went out late at night said he was playing the pokies but then not back for hours. We were struggling financially and he wasn’t working regularly and I was getting sick of his laziness. It wasn’t until he announced he had some work for 2 weeks several states away and that he would be flying out in a week to do this contracted work. Money was good but ill be honest…. It wasn’t my first though, my ultimate first thought was that I couldn’t wait to get away and message the tradie and organise a catchup. I was able to do that the same night all this was announced. “Hey long time, how are you going? I will be alone for 2 weeks and hoping at least once I can suck you and get around to rimming you if you are still interested and I haven’t fucked things up with you. Understand if not interested. Let me know” with trembling fingers I sent the message. I checked my phone every hour every day leading up to the day I drove my BF to the airport as I laid out my plans for the two weeks, work, family catchups and reading, some gardening etc around the house. After the drop off and kiss on the check and a faint see you later. Driving home my thoughts took a turn down the piggish route. Getting inside I stripped and went straight to my office and logged on to view porn. Watching the usual gay porn sucking fucking etc. I started looking a bit deeper for sweaty dirty guys and found a good stash of online vids of trucker porn. Pulling my flesh-light out spitting into the arse shaped hole on the toy rubbing it over my cock pushing into it grunting as I start fucking it groaning thinking about cock up my arse and cock down my throat wanting to really use this time that I very rarely ever get to myself…. Almost close to blowing I pull out and refuse my cock the chance to blow yet another load into a void space. I grab my clothes and as I’m dressing I log into Squirt and check my hidden account. Few random emails and chat requests but I’m not interested as I go straight to the cruising spots and check if anything is worthwhile. There is a beat not far about 30 mins walk or 5 min drive… I would never drive the car to a beat especially one that is not in my name and could be traced by local beat cops. So I start walking, convincing myself I’m just going for the eye candy. Yes I know I hate people who do that as well….. well I did when I was doing it regularly before the BF. So I’m talking to myself in my head agreeing, disagreeing trying to solidify what Im doing is the right thing and that I’m doing no wrong. Its amazing at what you will say to yourself when trying to score cock….. Making my way into the beat, it’s a warm day so I’m sweating. Walking the trails and checking things out, I’m way to shy and awkward nodding at men as I continue to walk. Deeper as I go off trail and into the bushes I hear the unmistakable sound of fucking as I round the trees and notice two guys fucking as three others watch closely, cocks out in hand stroking as I focus on the taller hairy guy fucking the smooth younger guy over a tree truck that has fallen over from the last storm. Hearing the grunts and groans as I lean agains the tree beside me and watch intently I don’t even notice the sound of another guy walking up around me, jumping slightly I look up at him and smile as he nods and stands beside me and watches the show in-front of us. “You here to watch or here for something else” he gruffly responds to me as I look back at him grinning as I blush “I uhh hadn’t thought about it, I guess just walking around and decided to stop in I have a BF” I stutter to him kicking myself mentally for the BF bit. He reaches down as he unzips himself “yeah don’t worry I’m here cheating on my wife, just want my cock sucked but no fucker here usually will as I normally drop by right after work and no one wants a guys cock that’s been sweating in jocks for 8 hours in the blistering heat so I usually just watch and beat off blow my load and go home” he tells me as he pulls his cock out. Staring as I watch him slowly stroke his cock, its about 7 inches cut and I can smell his musky strong scent as he begins chubbing up growing thicker as he almost wags it at me. I want to tell him I’m partnered and that I don’t cheat and wish him the best on his trip to finding someone to blow him…. I want to tell him that, I want to wish him all the best and leave. I will my legs to turn me around but they don’t…. Instead….. what do I do in the middle of the bushes at a beat ??? I get on my fucking knees in front of him ignoring his comment about his sweaty cock and look up at him as I open my mouth and take him in as I close my lips around his thick head. Breathing in his amazing sweaty scent I hear him groan as he mutters for me to suck his cock. Planting my knees into the soft ground as I take hold of his thighs and steady myself as I get straight to sucking him, slobbering over his hardened cock as I bob up and down feeling his cock hit the back of my throat making him moan louder proud that I’m having this affect on him. Almost grinning as I suck harder, trying not to loose my concentration as I look up and see him staring down animal like as I suck harder as he grabs my head and guides me up and down short thrusts of his hips as he begins huffing… Throwing his head back grunting as I feel his cock swell and he pulls out and sprays his load over my face pushing back into my mouth as I taste his load happy I was tasting cum again. Pulling out he zips up telling me he is usually here same time most days during week and that happy to feed me again. Putting his cock away as he steps back and away walking off. Not even noticing thinking I was done another guy promptly steps in and wags his cock at me, without looking I just take him in my mouth. Tasting of soap and deodorant , yuck not my fav but I suck away as he pushes his hips and fucks my mouth only 5 inches but I enjoy pleasing him not long before he blows in my mouth pulls out and walks off, looking around I see the two guys fucking have finished up as the guy that was fucking pulling out and walking over to me as he presents his cock and smiles at me obscenely. I say nothing as I lean in and open my mouth taking my third cock of the day, my 3rd random cock as I start sucking tasting the guys cum and arse he had just fucked. Cleaning his cock thin but long about 7 inches and uncut my fav cleaning the cum from under his hood. Sucking him for a few mins he pulls out and grins “next time my load is for you, but gotta run pig” winking at me he moves away. Noticing I’m alone I get up brushing my knees clean as I walk out of the bush area and towards the rotunda noticing a guy there thickish build beard having a smoke as I walk towards it and take a seat looking out on the bush area. Watching him out corner of my eye I see his hands dip to his crotch rubbing himself the other hand holding his smoke to his lips as he takes a draw and slightly licks his lips. My eyes glued to his crotch as I watch the lump grow. I seemed to have found my balls cause before I knew it I was talking to him “Need a mouth around that” I nod towards his crotch. No words were spoken, he put the cigarette into his mouth holding it there with his lips as with both hands he linked his thumbs into the waistband of his footy shorts and pushed them down until a stubby thick greasy cock popped out. Above his cock hidden through the dark pubes I could make out a scorpion tattoo but I didn’t want that I wanted his cock, getting on my knees I stepped forward and knelt in front of him, another sweaty guy to suck I was in heaven today. Taking him in my mouth I heard him sigh as his short stubby cock grew and throbbed in my mouth his hand on back of my head pushing me down as he humped my throat. Growling as I sucked harder grunting as he pushed in harder and deeper in my mouth his hand forcing me down and up on his cock. He suddenly asked “You get fucked?” It threw me I wasn’t prepared nor had I thought about it. Pulling off licking his head I said I hadn’t really prepped. Nodding he pushed his cock back in my mouth and resumed fucking my mouth. My thoughts had run amok though, I suddenly wanted him to fuck me, but I had no rubbers but I hadn’t used a rubber since being with the BF. Now all I wanted was to have a cock fuck me. I suddenly needed another cock other than my BF’s fucking me….. I was about to pull off and beg him to fuck me when he grunted and unloaded in my mouth “Swallow my load pig” grunting as he shook as his cock throbbed and unloaded in my mouth his warm strong salty cum. Pulling out he shook the last few drops of cum as it hit my face as he put his cock away and started to walk off saying “Thanks”. By this stage it was getting a bit dark, the mozzies were out and decided enough was had for the day. Walking home grinning I could taste cum in my mouth and I could still smell the sweat from the guys I had blown. Evening finished up with me sitting in front of the computer legs spread as I ride one of the boring small toys I had ramming it up my ass as I watched porn. Curiously the guy fucking had a scorpion tattoo something very similar to the last guy I blew today. Leaning forward watching his bare cock enter the guys hairy arse fucking him grinning wishing it was me. I held off from cumming but that did not stop me from browsing the internet looking for more cock to swallow. I still don’t think I’m cheating… Do you?

omg that also happened to me trying on a jockstrap in the gay village in Toronto. the 2 guys working both fucked me. the first guy asked if I needed help while I was trying it on then started fingering my hole as soon as he came in. he fucked me and blew his load in me then asked if his buddy could take a turn and obviously I said yes. the whole thing took like 10 mins and they gave men an employee discount on the jockstrap! neither one even mentioned condoms. later I found out they both knew I was an easy fuck cause a few of their buddies told them when they saw me in a club. it pays to have a reputation as a slutty cumdumpster.

Matt’s been working longer hours for about 2 weeks trying to get a project done at work. It’s 1am and Matt has just finished his portion of the work. He needs to be at work the next day to see how each of the team reacted to his portion of the work. Matt is really horny though, so he signs on to AOL for a quick chat and a wank. He gets into his city’s m4m chatroom easily and a familiar name hits Matt up. It’s a dude Matt met at one of Alexander’s parties. Matt knows he shouldn’t fuck around with more of Alexander’s friends. They can be so bitchy and judgmental about guys who fuck around. Ugh, but he wants to get fucked. Matt is stroking his hard cock and decides to just get fucked. He needs it. As long as they use condoms and Matt doesn’t let another of Alexander’s friends fuck him bareback, there is nothing slutty about it. The guy asks, “What’s up?” Instead of fucking around with shy politeness, Matt says, “Horny. U?” Guy says, “Same here. 😊” Matt says, “Want to come over and fuck me?” Guy says yes. Matt gives his address and says, “bring condoms.” Guy says, “Be there in 20 minutes.” Matt cleans out and showers, slips on some pajama bottoms. Dude shows up about 1:30am. The greeting is a bit awkward. Matt leads the guy to his bed, realizes he doesn’t really remember his name but thinks it begins with an S….Steve, Sean, Shawn, Silas, Sammy…..whatever. Matt lies back on the bed and pulls the guy to him. The guy leans over and starts making out with Matt. His hard cock pressing against Matt’s leg. Matt spreads his legs a bit as they make out. The guy can feel Matt’s hard cock too. Matt pushes the guy’s shirt over his head and starts to open his jeans. Matt rubs the cock over the boxer briefs. The guy says, “Fuck you are sexy. I’ve always wanted to fuck you.” Matt says, “You will tonight.” Matt pushes the guy’s jeans and underwear off. Matt leans over and takes the guy’s cock in his mouth. It is a good cock. The cock feels good in his mouth – just wide enough to stretch his lips and just long enough to push at the back of Matt’s throat without choking him. Matt is thirsty for sex and cock. Matt starts really giving the guy good head. He is sucking the guy all the way out and in his mouth, relaxing his throat, feeling the balls on his chin, making love to the cock. The guy is moaning, saying stuff like, “Damn you love cock,” “This is the best head I’ve even gotten,” “Suck my cock.” Matt is really into it. The guy pulls his cock back and says, “Slow down. I’ll cum before we fuck.” Matt looks at the clock, it’s 2am. He’s been sucking cock for almost 30 minutes. Matt says, “Let’s fuck.” They guy reaches for his jeans and feels his pockets, gets up to search his coat pockets, and says….”I don’t have a condom on me. Do you have one?” Matt says, “I asked you to bring them. I’m out of condoms.” The guy comes back over. They guy feels Matt’s hard cock through his pajama pants. He says, “You are so sexy. Can I see more of you?” Matt pushes off his pajama pants, spreads his legs and shows off his ass and cock for the guy. The guy leans in for a kiss. His hands rub Matt’s hole. He says, “Your hole is so hot. I can feel the heat coming off it. You need to get fucked don’t you?” Matt moans softly, “Yes.” They make out and Matt is moaning and feeling the nice cock rub on his hole and inside his legs. The guy takes his cock and presses it on Matt’s hole as they make out. Matt reaches over and grabs a lube bottle, pops it open and lubes the guy’s cock. Matt says, “Fuck me.” The guy looks down and sees this beautiful twink, legs spread, hole ready, asking for a bareback fuck. He lines up his cock and pushes slowly inside Matt’s unprotected ass. The top moans. Matt accommodates the top, letting his ass relax as the top (is his name Sammy?) pushes into him. The top’s face is in bliss. He looks like he is loving Matt’s ass. Matt feels the tops balls rest on his ass cheeks. Matt runs his hands over the top’s back as the top (is his name Spence?) begins to fuck him. Slowly at first, but then faster, more determined. Matt is moaning now too as the top is fucking him. He puts some lube on his cock and begins the jerk off. Matt can see the top isn’t going to last too long. The top is biting his lip and his eyes are closed. He says, “Matt you have the best ass. I’m going to cum soon.” Matt reaches down and grabs the top’s ass (Is his name Sean?) and says, “Cum right in me. Cum inside me. Give me your load.” The top says, “I’m cumming in your ass.” Matt jerks his cock as he feels the warm cum shoot inside him. Matt starts to shoot as the top’s cum breeds Matt’s unprotected ass. The top collapses in post orgasm bliss on Matt. He cuddles Matt and they fall asleep. The top wakes Matt up and breeds him two more times during the night.

aka Control.

It is just normal ! 2 or more males meeting or enjoying themselves - Do It ! Pounding and Breeding ! I have some friends enjoy the pounding and cumming in Public ! They give quick squeezes on my crotch or they have a erection pressing my butt crack - letting me know they want it badly - I usually do it - I am very submissive - dressing booths to public bath rooms - " DO IT ! "

I would love to have a group of FWBs and we would get together periodically where one of us would be roofied. We would somehow set it up where we wouldn't know which one of us was going to pass out. We'd also have set up other anon guys to come over and use whoever passes out. Of course, the other anon guys would arrive after one of us passes out.

O.K. Just for the record i'm a True "grower not a shower" lol! i've been told by Girls (and some of their boyfriends) that i have a great dick for fucking, not to big and not to Huge. i have it listed as 8 Inches on Adam4Adam people don't complain or feel they've been cheated especialy when i start drilling their various holes, they like it a lot evan though it's not really a full eight inches all the time, mostly i hover around 7 - 7 1/2 i can hit the 8 mark when i'm closer to cumming and you can really feel it pulse and stretch your hole! in any case this isn't about me fucking anyone right now but i have a min. so i want to tell you what happened at school about three or four weeks ago, i go to a private school for audio engineers in Los Angeles so all the guys are over 18 (they don't look it!) or at least my age, this happened in between classes, i've made a few buds here and we kind a chill and go over stuff after class, so i'm pretty chummy with a lot of the guys in my class (Side note i haven't told 'em i'm Gay/Bi but i haven't had to deny it either) i'm pretty sure they think i'm straight. Anyway i'm on my way to the next class and i have to piss like a horse so i run in to the bathroom on the second floor and all the urinals are full about 6 guys and they have guys in line behind them too, but i see the handicapped stall door open so i run in unzipping my pants pulling my dick out and start to pee, now the way it's angled in the bathroom (a nice size room too) i couldn't see the toilet till my dick is out and i'm almost there, but as i look up there's already a guy there i say "oh shit! i'm sorry i thought this was empty" i notice it's my friend Austin he says "oh Hey!" if all you gotta do is pee i'll share! lol" i say "cool" and run up to the toilet and fucking gushed like a hose, he was pissing too ,now i promise i wasn't thinking anything sexual but looked down and almost fell over! His dick was long at least 9 inches soft hanging over the biggest set of balls i'd ever seen, he noticed me staring and said "i get that a lot" i was like "Oh my God that's Huge" he said "and it get's bigger when I Get a Boner, most girls can't take it" then he noticed my pubic hair on my cock and balls was very long and straight (almost 3 inchs now!) he said "don't you shave?" reaching over and pulling some of my hairs and laughing i said "no i get tired of it iching when it's growing back" he then said "Dude, It Looks like my dick is twice the size of your dick!" i Looked down at my little weiner well compared to his Monster long soft dick! , i could hear the bathroom clearing out cause we only had 20 mins between classes. so i said to him as we were zipped up and leaving "well that's because my dicks not hard! i'm a grower not a shower! lol" so as he's headed out and my back is to him and the stall door, i hear the latch on the door close and he says "Show Me" i turn around and Austin is standing there in a pair of blue striped Boxers with his jeans around his ankles, i'm like "Dude stop kidding around we're gonna be late" he says" i wanna see it grow" and walks over to me and Grabs my hairy balls in his hands and says "wow ,Your Hair is down here is really soft" of coarse my cock starts to grow it's only about 4 or 5 inchs soft but now it was getting Hard quickly and up to it's full 8 ...and really hard! he stared at my dick and just seemed amazed at how fast it got hard and how it changed size So quickly, i started leaking so much pre-cum as if i just squeezed a bottle of lube on the floor, i just thought "fuck it" and tried to pull Austin's cock thru the hole in his boxers but it wouldn't fit, so i pulled it out over the top and all i could Think was "fuck how'd this skinny guy get a dick like this!" he was hard as a rock but his dick didn't go up when it got hard it pointed down, it looked a bigger in length than before (maybe 1 - 2 inches longer) but it got almost as fat as a beer can, his shaved dark blond balls seemed to double in size, then he socked me he bent down and started sucking on my cock! at school! in the bathroom! i was scared but excited at the same time, he started to choke and cough he was obviously new at this, he slurped and moaned a little sucking on my hairy nut sack! it felt pretty good for newly then with watery eyes said "o.k. now suck me!" and pushed me down to the floor, at first i couldn't get the head of his cock in my mouth, but the way his cock was angled and his squishy head made it easier to work it down, so i'm on my knees with my head tilted back and this huge pole slowly filling my throat, pulling out now and then to let me breath, i'm stroking my cock while Austin is fucking stretching my esophagus, i'm jacking my dick with my left hand and Austin is holding my head like one of those Fleshlight things! i'm gagging and my eyes are watering and now i can feel his big balls banging my chin an throat, i'm thinking i'm gonna pass out and die because i can't breath his huge meat stick is blocking my breathing, i take some of my pre-cum and lube up my index finger on my right hand, my Jaws really hurt now and my face is covered in my own spit and his pre-cum, i feel myself about to cum and reach up with my right hand on Austins ass slowly push one finger into his virgin hole, that sent him over the edge! he starts pumping cum straight down my throat and i swallow it! seems like a gallon but have to pull of his tree trunk cock i drowning because it was so much that i inhaled some, he pulled it out and kept shooting it on my face and eyes (that really Burns) an when he'd jerked the last bit on my face i started shooting my load ! i'm glad it was empty in the bathroom cause i fucking lost it since i was still on my knees in front of him my load went all over his boxers that were around his ankles and i shot a little on his legs! all this took about 15 mins (Maybe less i seems like hours!) i got some toilet paper wiped off my face and had to put my jacket on because he'd shot some this massive load on my tee shirt (Now all Sticky like his boxer shorts) i said "fuck do you shoot like that all the time?' he said "no, i don't know what happened" "i haven't jacked off in two weeks, no privacy where i'm staying" then he said "you know I'm Not Gay right?i was just horny" i said "it's cool i'm just a bro doing a favor" i'm getting hard again just thinking about it, Hoping i can get another shot at that fan fucking-tastic cock of Austin......maybe that's why he has so many friends! all i know is i can't wait to get to class everyday! (P.S. Resently i got him to let me take pics of his junk at school he loves showing it off! i promised i wouldn't show anybody, these are only for "My Eyes Only" lol enjoy!)