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Part 8 I was looking forward to my trip to Berlin. I had been there once before and had enjoyed a really horny time and, although I would be with a bunch of straight guys on this trip, I had every intention of finding some time to myself to go and explore the raunchy side of Berlin. I was also looking forward to having a break. The business was doing well and I was confident in leaving it in the hands of my assistant, Jonny, for a few days. Jonny was extremely efficient, competent and, unlike me, superbly well organised. The night before I left for Berlin I was having dinner with Jonny and his partner, Kieran. Before that, I had arranged to check in with one of our contractors who was redecorating a flat we manage which was vacant and due to be re-let. Ryan was an excellent contractor and always did a great job. I had known Ryan slightly at school, although he was a few years older than me. Ryan had a difficult start in life and, shortly after he left school, he got into a bit of trouble and ended up being sent to a Young Offenders Institution. At this point, he was eighteen and had already fathered a child with an ex-partner and his current girlfriend was also expecting a baby. Ryan spent three years there and when he came out at the age of 21, he managed to get an apprenticeship as a painter and decorator and had never looked back. He was now married to his girlfriend and running his own business with his step-brother, Derek, who was a few years younger. It was when he was in the Young Offenders Institution that Ryan discovered how much he loved taking it up the arse and, as far as I could make out, he had been doing it regularly ever since. I was always happy to give Ryan what he needed and had been fucking him regularly for some time now. Ryan never asked me my status and I got the impression he didn't really care. Although he was happily married, he was also on Grindr and was regularly letting random guys fuck him up the arse, only using condoms if the other guy insisted on it. I was feeling horny that day and Ryan had indicated that he was up for a good hard fuck and would be on his own in the flat as Derek was finishing another job. My cock was already hard in my pants as I drove there and, soon after I arrived, my pants were down and my cock was in Ryan's mouth. Ryan sucked me for a while and then stood up. He pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over by the window. Ryan loves being fucked looking out of the window with people passing by who can see him, but have no idea he's being fucked from behind. I had fucked him in this position in a number of different locations and, like Ryan, always found it a real turn on. Ryan's hole always felt incredibly tight, although he was no stranger to being fucked, and I always enjoyed fucking him. The fact that he was going home to his wife and family with my load up his arse was always an added turn on and I didn't feel guilty as I knew he was regularly taking it bareback up the arse with no questions asked. One weekend Ryan's wife and child were away and Ryan and I went out for a few drinks. We both drank far too much and ended up at naked night at the Vault, kneeling side by side on the leather benches in the room with the barrels, taking on anyone who wanted to fuck us. Let's just say not many condoms were used that night, and Ryan told me later that it was just as well his wife was away as he had to change all the bedding the next morning as so much cum had leaked out his arse during the night. Ryan was wanking as I fucked him and I could tell he, like me, was getting close. I felt him starting to cum as I thrust up him a few more times and then fired a big load of cum deep into his arse. I pulled out Ryan's arse and some of my cum slid out his hole and down his balls. "What the FUCK??!!" We were no longer alone - Derek, Ryan's stepbrother, was standing just inside the door, a look of total disbelief on his face. I knew that Derek really looked up to Ryan and also had no idea he liked to do it with guys, so I guessed it was probably something of a shock for Derek to find Ryan with his pants down and cum sliding out his arse. "Derek," Ryan had stood up now. "Mate, I can explain..." But Derek cut him off. "I can't deal with this!" he said, as he turned round abruptly and left the room. A few seconds later we heard the front door of the flat bang and, as I looked out the window, I saw Derek getting in to his van and driving off. "Are you ok?" I asked Ryan. He shrugged. "Don't worry, " he said "I'll sort it." I told him to let me know if there was anything I could do and left to get ready to go to Jonny's. As I drove there a little later, I thought back to the scene in the flat. Neither of us had heard Derek coming in to the flat, but I did remember hearing what I thought as a door closing some time earlier. I had also noticed what looked like a fairly sizeable hard-on at the front of Derek's jeans and I couldn't help wondering if he had been watching us for longer than he had let on. I enjoyed my evening with Jonny and Kieran. They are both good company and genuinely seem, not only to love each other, but to love being with each other. It's actually really nice to spend time with them. In addition, Jonny cooks the way he does everything else - extremely well - so I left feeling very well fed as well as very relaxed. The following day I travelled to Heathrow Airport to meet Neil, Lewis and the other guys who were going on Lewis's stag weekend. We had arranged to meet in one of the bars before going through and I arrived in good time to have a drink. Four of the guys were already there - Lewis, the groom, was blond and stocky and had been friends with Neil since they were at school. I didn't know the other three, and Lewis introduced them as James, Callum and Jamie. James and Jamie played rugby in the same club as Lewis and Neil and Callum was the younger brother of the girl Lewis was marrying. They were all quite fit looking guys, mostly in their late 20s and early 30s and were sitting on high stools at a bar table and as I went to order a drink I had a good view of their arses. James was ginger and quite chubby and I could see the top of his pants and his arse crack as he leaned forward on the table. Just then Callum leant forward too and I saw the top of his pants and his arse crack, which looked quite hairy. When I came back with my drink, Neil had arrived and so had Lewis's cousin, Robert. Robert was a tall, thin guy with tattoos on both arms and looked to be the youngest of the party. I went and got drinks for Neil and Robert and re-joined the others. We were now just waiting for one guy, Jamal, who apparently was always last to arrive. Apart from Neil and Lewis, I didn't really know any of the other guys but in the course of the conversation I learned that Jamie was single, Jamal, Callum, Robert and James lived with their girlfriends and James and Robert both had two young kids. The airport was very crowded and pretty noisy and when we got through there was a long queue for the security check. Just in front of us were two guys who were obviously a couple, one dark haired and one ginger. The dark haired guy was being really short with the ginger guy and it seemed like, as far as his partner was concerned, the poor ginger guy couldn't do anything right that day. At one point when his partner wasn't looking, I grinned at the ginger guy and he grinned back. A little later I noticed he was discreetly checking me out. I was already feeling quite horny and knowing that this fit ginger lad was checking me out turned me on. I turned round a little so that the ginger guy could see that my cock was beginning to get hard in my trousers. I saw him looking and I could tell he liked what he saw, but just then his partner said something to him and he looked away again. A little later we were all on the plane and as I fastened my seat belt, I noticed the ginger guy and his partner getting on the plane. They stopped a few rows in front of us and, as the ginger guy stretched up to put his hand luggage in the overhead locker, his polo shirt rode up and I could see the top of his black Calvin Klein pants. I was sitting in the middle seat of our row, with Neil in the window seat and Callum on my other side. Callum seemed to be a really nice guy and I enjoyed his company. Neil was also in good form and looking forward to a break. His wife was now expecting their second child and I knew from experience that Neil would be extra horny as he did not get much at home when his wife was pregnant. He had told me in the bar that he was horny and was going to give me one as soon as we got to the hotel. I hadn't been fucked for a while and was really looking forward to a getting Neil's big hairy cock up my arse again. After a while, Neil took off his sweatshirt and put it across his knees. Callum had dropped off to sleep and no one else could see us, so I moved my hand under Neil's sweatshirt and began to rub his cock through his trousers. I could feel his cock getting hard as he sighed and closed his eyes. I began to rub his cock and he moaned softly. He was fully hard now and I started gently wanking him through his trousers. After a while he put his hand over mine to stop me and told me he was getting too close and didn't want to cum in his pants. We arrived in Berlin and went to collect our luggage from the baggage reclaim. I needed to piss so went to the nearest toilet. There was only one guy in there - the ginger guy from the airport. I moved to the urinal next to him, unzipped my trousers and got my cock out and before long I was pissing like a racehorse. The ginger guy had finished pissing by now and playing with his cock as he watched me piss. When I had finished I took my cock in my hand and soon I was hard. The ginger guy was looking at my cock and I knew that, even though his boyfriend was just outside, he wanted nothing more than to lean forward and wrap his lips round my cock. He reached out as if to take hold of my cock but just then a couple of other people came in to the toilet and we both zipped up and went back to the baggage hall. A little later, we were all checked in to our hotel and on our way up to our rooms. We had arranged to meet in the hotel bar an hour or so later once we had a chance to freshen up. Neil's room was next to mine and Lewis had the one on the other side of him and the three of us went up together. As soon as Lewis had entered his room, Neil turned back and came towards me and seconds later we were both in my room. As soon as the door closed, Neil pushed me down and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down to his knees along with his pants. His cock was fully hard as I took him in my mouth and began to suck him. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled out my mouth "Lick my arse!" he moaned as he turned around and bent forward. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his sweaty arsehole. He moaned and I could feel him wanking as I pushed my tongue right up him and licked him out. A short time later, Neil had pulled my trousers and pants down and pushed me forward over the bed. He pulled my cheeks apart, spat on my arsehole a couple of times and pushed his cock into me. "Oh yeah......oh fuck yeah....." he moaned as he began to fuck me. I sensed that Neil just wanted to get off and he fucked me hard and fast. It was one of the hardest fucks he had ever given me and before long I could sense he was close to cumming. "Oh fuck........fuck......FUCK!" he moaned as he pushed his cock right up me and held it there, pumping his cum deep into my arse. Neil pulled his cock out of my arse and mopped his brow with his T shirt. "Oh fuck," he panted. " I needed that, I really fucking needed that!" When we had both pulled our pants up, I asked Neil to tell me more about that night's "Challenge". There had been a lot of talking and laughing earlier about the Challenge and I gathered it was some kind of rugby club ritual for the lads when they were away from home. When I had asked Neil about it earlier he had just grinned and said "Don't worry, you'll enjoy it!" He now told me it was basically a wanking competition and a challenge to see who had the biggest cock. He saw the look on my face. "I told you you'd enjoy it!" he said with a grin. We all met for a drink in the bar and then went out for a meal and more drinks. By the time we got back we had all had quite a few drinks and it was time for the challenge. Lewis was hosting the challenge and we all got another drink and piled into his room. Amid much cheering and laughing, Lewis unpacked what looked like a black sheet and spread it on the bed and I saw that it had numbered lanes painted in white on it. I really wasn't sure what to expect but Lewis explained the rules for anyone who had not taken part before - which I gathered was me, Robert and Callum. The first part of the competition was to see who had the biggest cock, then who had the hairiest arse (Neil hadn't mentioned that one!) and then a wanking competition to see who could shoot the most and the furthest. We were all positioned opposite each other, with four of us on each side of the bed, and the idea was that we would wank our cum into our lanes. My cock was already hard as Lewis announced "Right lads, come on, pants down!" It was very horny as I watched all these straight guys pulling their trousers and pants down and starting to play with their cocks. Some of the lads pulled their pants right down and others, like Callum and Robert, just pulled them down to their knees. I was standing between Neil and Jamal, who had arrived at the airport just before we went through into security and was a very fit looking black guy, and opposite Callum, James, Jamie and Lewis Most of the guys got hard quite quickly and after we had all played with ourselves for a while, Lewis announced it was time to see who had the biggest cock. My cock was really hard now and the combination of the drink I had inside me, the scene in front of me and the smell of sweat, alcohol and aftershave in the room seemed to make me even hornier. Lewis produced a measuring tape and measured our cocks one by one. I acquitted myself pretty well and was beaten only by Jamal, whose long, thick cock was just an inch longer than mine. Neil was third, and Robert fourth. I enjoyed the hairiest arse competition very much. One by one, we had to go to the top of the bed, bend over and expose our arses. I knew I had no chance in this part of the competition as my arse is pretty smooth (although my hole is a bit hairy). It was really horny to see all these straight guys bending over and showing their arses. Most were quite smooth - but Neil, Callum and James were all quite hairy. Everyone agreed that Neil's arse was the hairiest and Lewis high-fived him as he was announced the winner. Pretty much everyone was still hard and soon the wanking competition was under way - the evening just kept getting hornier as everyone began to wank. I noticed that Callum and James were both left handed and at one point, I could feel Jamal standing close to me as he wanked and I found it really hard not to shoot my load - I had not cum when Neil fucked me earlier and I knew I was really close to shooting one of the biggest loads of my life. In the event it was James who shot his load first, closely followed by Robert and then Callum and Jamie. Lewis was the next to cum and Neil followed closely behind. Watching the two of them squirting their cum pushed me over the edge and I shot my load out on to the sheet in front of me. I was pretty confident I had shot one of the biggest loads, if not the biggest. Last to cum was Jamal and watching him cum was something I won't forget any time soon. His cock seemed to grow even bigger and he shot the most massive load - it seemed like he was never going to stop cumming. In the end, he was judged the winner and I came second. The smell of cum now mixed with the sweat, alcohol and aftershave and it was all making me so horny I could easily have cum a second time. We were all pretty drunk by now and after a while the party broke up and we all made our way back to our own rooms. Just as I was getting ready to fall into bed, there was a gentle tap on my door and when I opened it, Neil came quietly into the room and we got into bed together. I was woken up about 3am - Neil was gently shaking me. "Lee," he whispered, "Lee, mate.....I'm horny....I'm so fucking horny!" Neil took my hand and placed it on his cock, which was rock hard. I moved down and took his cock into my mouth. We had both been too tired (and too drunk) to shower after the Challenge and had just tumbled into bed. Neil's cock was musky and tasted of piss and cum - I loved it! I sucked him for a while and then he pushed me onto my back, pulled my legs apart and pushed his cock right up my cunt. He leaned forwards and soon we were kissing each other hard as he fucked me. I reached round and my finger found his arsehole. I began to push my finger against his sweaty hole and soon it was up him. "Oh fuck...." he moaned "That's so good......so fucking good!" He was fucking me harder now, and I could tell he was getting close again. I started pushing my finger right up him and he moaned "Oh fuck.....keep doing that.....keep fucking doing that!" I wet a second finger and pushed into his hole. He moaned and began to fuck even harder. His lips found mine again and we kissed as I fingered his hole and just a few minutes later he shot another load into me. When he had finished cumming, he pulled out and we both rolled over and went to sleep. I went down to breakfast quite late the following day. Neil had kissed me and gone back to his own room about 6am and I had rolled over and gone back to sleep. It was just on 10am when I got down to the breakfast room and it was nearly empty. James and Robert were just finishing their breakfast and I joined them. I really enjoyed the breakfast. I'm not a big fan of cooked breakfasts and much prefer a continental one. I chatted to the others as I tucked in and when they had finished and left, I got myself another coffee and some fruit salad with yoghurt. The breakfast room was almost empty now and a fit young blond lad was clearing the tables. I couldn't help noticing his slim arse as he bent over to wipe a table nearby. I think he sensed me checking him out and soon we were discreetly cruising each other. I spread my legs a little so that he could see my cock, which was now semi hard and I could see that he was interested and guessed he might be up for it. He bent over the table opposite mine and looked over this shoulder with a grin. There was no one else about now and he indicated for me to follow him. I waited a moment and then got up and followed him at a discreet distance. He led me past reception and down a corridor and then unlocked a door. I followed him in and found we were in some kind of storage room. He turned round and smiled at me. "Hi," he said "I'm Leo." "I know," I said, pointing at his name badge. He smiled. "I'm Lee." I said as he pulled me towards him and we kissed. He didn't waste any time in getting my cock out and soon he was down sucking me enthusiastically. I thought he was probably just going to suck me off but just as I was beginning to get close, he stood up and turned around. He pulled his pants down and bent forward, reaching back to pull my cock towards him. I went up him easily and soon I was fucking him - happily he hadn't mentioned condoms and seemed quite happy to take me bareback. I was very close and I pushed him forward and began to fuck him harder and before long I was ready. There is nothing in life I enjoy as much as squirting my dirty load up a fit young lad's arse and I enjoyed every minute of breeding him. He smiled at me as he pulled up his pants. "Thank you!" he said His English was really good and he asked me how long we were staying and I told him. He then asked if I would like to fuck him again and of course I said yes. He asked if any of the other lads in the party would be up for fucking him and I said I didn't think so. "Shame," he said "That would be cool" A little later, I told Neil I had fucked the blond lad and that he had asked if anyone else would like to fuck him. "Did he really ask that?" said Neil "Yes," I said, and added "Would you be up for fucking him with me?" "Did you fuck him without a condom?" asked Neil. I nodded. Neil was silent for a moment and then he said. "Yeah, I'd be up for that." This trip was getting even more interesting.

Part 4 We didn’t text everyday of course, we were living so far apart, we had our own lives, and we would just check in on each other from time to time, with occasional sexting and exchange of pictures and videos of our hookups. In the next few months following that last conversation with him, the words “poz loads” stuck in my head. I kept turning those in my mind, trying to understand why it had so much effect on me. I was thinking about it more and more when jerking off while watching porn and sniffing poppers. I had never really cared about guys’ status but I caught myself paying more attention to that detail on their BBRT profile. I still did not dare oinking the poz guys. I was probably too afraid. Finally, one Saturday evening, I was getting ready to hit the local bathhouse when I receive a message from my guy from the West Coast. I was still not fully dressed to go out and was just in my jockstrap and socks. -“Hey pig, what’s up tonight?” - “Getting ready to go to the bathhouse, what about you?” - “Just looking at those last pics you sent me, getting all horny” - “Oh yeah?” - “Yeah, thinking about all the dirty things I’d do to you…” I wasn’t in a rush, after all it was only 10pm, still plenty of time. -“What are you thinking?” - “Just how much I want to make you mine” while sending me a live pic of his perfect hard dick. I felt intrigued and excited and started playing with my dick without even really noticing. -“What do you mean by making me yours?” I asked, starting to feel where this was going. -“Just marking you. You’re lying on the bed, on your back. I’m on top of you, the tip of cock just rubbing on your wet hole. I’m pushing gently, the tip my dick covered in precum enters slowly. I’m asking you if you’re sure.” -“Sure of what Sir?” -“If you’re sure you want my unmedicated poz dick inside…”

Part 1 I started barebacking by accident 8 years ago, when a fuckfriend of mine at the time broke a condom while fucking me. He just didn’t stop and gave me my first load. I never used a condom again. I started hooking up, taking all the dicks and loads I could find. After a few years, I was lucky enough not to catch anything. PrEp became a thing. My doctor got me on it, and while it definitely provided me with mind relief for a while, I knew there was something missing. That’s when I discovered BZ, and slowly started thinking about dropping PrEp. In the next few years, I kept hooking up like a mad man, becoming less and less selective about who would load me. I would miss doses of PrEp, more and more. Until I finally dropped PrEp completely, and got my sex drive to crazy levels. I just thrived and got off on risk. I also discovered bathhouses, darkrooms and sex clubs, and would explore any sleazy place I could find, especially when travelling to Europe and the US, sometimes spending hours in some dark corners with my pants at my ankles taking uncountable dicks and loads, with my bottle of poppers ready in my hand to give me the extra boost to take what was coming. Poppers just makes me beg for dicks and loads and if a guy puts a bottle of it under my nose, there won’t be much resistance. I remember entire nights spent at Slammer in LA, GI Joe in Montreal, or Bunker in Paris, on all four in just my jocks and sneakers, sometimes blindfolded, just taking loads after loads. I would feel the cum dripping down my legs on my way back to my hotel, and I stained more than one bus seats with loads and ass juices. And somehow after all those years and hookups, I still managed to slip through the cracks and not get anything. I was definitely not actively chasing, it seemed all too twisted to me, and kind of felt invincible. But things may be about to change soon.

After too long of a break from sex I felt the inner whore in me clawing to get out when driving home. Stopped at a sleazy looking adult arcade. Paid my dollar and started wandering the halls trying to find a gloryhole to smash my cunt up against and take a raw load from a stranger. Instead a dude turned me around against the wall out in the open and plunged his wet raw cock into my hole. Me begging for his load the whole time. Wish I could have stayed longer and taken more. Helped reaffirm after 2 years with no dick in my hole that I still got it.

I was in an outdoor cruising spot and already got fucked by 3 guys there and 5 other men in various apartments beforehand so my hole was literally dripping cum down my legs past my shorts. a guy came up to me rubbing his cock and said “hey girl I watched you get fucked by that old man in the bushes, how much did you charge him?” I said “I didnt charge him anything. I let him fuck me RAW for free” he said “good I was hoping you’d say that.you let anyone fuck you?” I said “yep, ANYONE” he said “good. get on your knees and suck my cock slut” so I did and he said “take off your shirt” so I took it off and handed it to him and kept sucking. he said “take off your shorts faggot”so I handed him my shorts and he threw my clothes like 10 feet away and said “you dont need these slut, suck my cock. so I kept sucking it. nice thick 7 inches. he fingered my ass and asked “how many loads you got in here faggot?” I said “since this morning, 9 loads from 8 men. I also swallowed another 3 loads today “ he said “I knew you were a slutty little faggot but I didn’t realize what a fucking whore you are. your pussy feels like a swamp full of cum. next thing I knew he had me naked (he took off my shoes and socks) on my hands and knees outdoors while he was fucking me up the ass with a large cob of corn while I sucked his cock with 2 older daddies watching and jerking off. one of the old guys came on my back and he scooped the cum off with the corn cob and fucked it into me and said “I got another load for your pussy” he also told me “I bought this cob of corn on the way here cause I knew some gross faggot like you would let me shove it up its ass as long as I let it suck my cock. as soon as I saw you take that old mans load I knew you would love it. I would love to see how many thing I could shove up your faggot ass. he actually never fucked me himself but he did cum straight down my throat. then he said “keep fucking your hole with this while I piss on you” then pissed all over me. I did take a quick pump n dump load from a younger daddy but it was a simple 2 minute fuck up against a tree. probably hotter for him as I was a skinny sexy naked faggot soaked in piss outdoors lol. I just loved knowing that he went out of his way to pick up a cob of corn to bring to an outdoor cruising spot cause he knew some slut would be willing to take it up the ass there.

To me, there is no such thing as too many loads. I want to hear the sloppiness and feel it all over my dick and balls. Knowing that you've collected that much random sperm keeps my dick rock hard

Yesterday afternoon I was browsing on Grindr when a 32 year old guy DMed me and asked if I was looking, and naturally I said yes, as long as it was bareback. It only took him 15 minutes to get off the Interstate and find my place. I barely had a chance to close the door when he was fondling my cock and balls and making me hard. In no time we were naked on the bed and he was sucking my cock to make me even harder. When I knew I was getting close I told him to turn around so I could slide my cock into his ass. I fucked him for about 15 minutes before I blasted my cum inside his ass.

Part 3 He lived on the West Coast, literally on the other side of the continent from me. Definitely my type from his description, athletic white guy without being overly buff, about 5’10 and a nice thick dick though not excessively long. Just perfect. I - 5’8, athletic, tight ass - was apparently his type too. Our kinks were very in tune, him a dominant verbal top, me as a sub bottom pig. Too bad a literal continent was separating us. We kept chatting however, exchanging numbers and keeping in touch. His profile mentioned he was undetectable. I didn’t pay too much attention to it at the time, until a few months later, he started to ask me questions over text messages about me taking any load from any one. Again, I was not actively chasing, just getting off on taking risk. He kept pushing his questions until he told me “if we met, how would you feel if I dropped my meds?” I wasn’t sure how to respond. I most likely had taken poz loads before of course, but had never really thought about proactively going after it. It threw me off a bit and said I didn’t know. I felt a bit of excitement though just thinking about it. He just told me to “forget about it… for now”, and we just called it a night.

I had been fucking with my buddy for a couple of years when all of a sudden one day he said "Hold on, Close your eyes". The next thing I knew I was getting the most amazing blowjob ever! I knew it was just the 2 of us playing but for a moment I opened my eyes thinking there was a 3rd person there. Not so it was just the 2 of us and I was getting a wonderful blowjob. He had always been good at it but this was way beyond good. This was fucking fantastic good!! When I opened my eyes and looked at him staring at me with a shit eating grin I saw why it was so good. His teeth were gone! I had never known he had false teeth so while I was gawking at him he started laughing and I started laughing and then he started blowing me again. From that day on I always referred to him as my "Toothless Heaven"

When you first meet someone in an anon scene (sex club, cruising area etc), I always put my hand on their ass (not on their cock) so that they know what I am interested in. If the guy turns around then that’s a good sign he likes his ass being “treated” … but if I then put my hand down his pants and feel a freshly fucked hole that is wet with cum, then I know that he’s a bareback bottom that wants more cum inside. Nothing turns me on more than discovering a wet sloppy hole as I know I’m going to be in for a good time. And I don’t care if it is sloppy of tight: the feel of wet cum screams “FUCK ME BAREBACK AND CUM INSIDE” - which of course is exactly what I intend to do.

Part 2 When I accidentally discovered bareback fuck, I also found BBRT. I was mostly using Grindr and Scruff then, and this site opened a whole new world to me. With PrEp not a thing at the time, most guys on apps were still very reluctant to drop the condom. I was very shy and scared of people’s judgement so it was difficult to be forward with them about wanting raw dicks and loads, especially in a small community. BBRT definitely allowed me to find guys who would not beat around the bush and know they only want to breed me. It was definitely a great education for me. I would get messages from guys all around the world who would make me discover new things, new kinks, new perversions. I went from vanilla to fully realized pig in a matter of months, trying (and loving) sneakers and socks play, sniffing sweaty hairy pits, piss, leather, groups, etc. The socks, sneakers and pits stuck and I still get so turned on with guys wearing wet sweaty crew socks in hot sneaks. Everything was still pretty innocent (somehow) until I get a message on BBRT from this guy on a Saturday night in 2015.

I had met up with this middle age guy over a year ago. He had a motel room. People stopping by. I dropped by and dropped a fast load in him. It seemed like a blur. He’s been asking for a repeat ever since. Then this past Friday it worked out. He asked me over to his house to do it again. Said he had someone else coming by too, and could I prelube his hole? Here in the outer-yet-still-affluent DC suburbs, in the past red politics type gravitate towards northern VA, and blue politic types towards MD. Even though that is changing fast, there are still pockets of deep red in the Northern VA suburbs. He lives in one of those. Way out on the rural edge, his neighborhood is a gated community. Seriously, two gates and a guard to get in. Manicured landscape, homeowners’ association-approved mailboxes . . . all propriety and safety. I park my pickup in the tiny two car garage drive. He greets me at the door wearing only a t shirt and takes me to the first floor master - leads me through HER house. His wife’s I mean. Her kitchen. Her tacky bric-a-brac. HER bedroom. And her’s it is. King size bed. Linens she obviously picked. Her dresser covered with her photos. Her bible on her nightstand! He’s already got a towel down on the end of the bed. Before he climbs on it, he spreads another on the floor below it, just in case. Nice. Dirty. He climbs on, legs in the air, and I am in him balls deep and raw. Ahhhhhhhh. feels so amazing having him squirm around wanting my dick. And I’m fucking away in and out head swimming like it does. Her pictures. Her decorations. “She’ll be gone all day volunteering, don’t worry,” he said. Worry? Worry? I was just hoping she would walk in. They’ve probably been married 30 years. It would blow her mind to find him ass up taking raw dick IN THEIR BED. And best of all her dirty pig dick-loving slut husband was getting fucked again after me. There. Her bath towels are catching juices from his precum slick ass. I would love to make it last but HER BIBLE SITTING ON THE NIGHTSTAND LIKE SHE ACTUALLY READS IT is just too much. I blew my load hard inside him FUCK a huge load. FUCK FUCK FUCK what a mind trip. Conservative values in this country are the sham. They are fake news. Imagine how “Christian” she’d be to him if she caught him. Probably not as accepting as she is about what President Trump did to Melanoma.

I follow this guy on Twitter. He has an OF.

Monday I drove over 300 miles each way to Cumunion Steamworks Chicago. I had a fuckin BBall. Couldn't count how many mens fucked it, or how many loads it took. One hot man, Adam, told he couldn't fuck it because it reeked of cum. There was a puddle of jizz on the floor underneath the fuck bench where it was restrained. a pig finally licked it up. So worth the over $220 the 4 hours cost me. it may do that again. thanks for reading this.

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I’m certain it’s been covered or discussed in among other threads but I’m curious how many here have taken over a few hundred loads raw and have avoided the majority of STDs and of course HIV. I am close to 300 loads and so far neg and never an STI. certainly it’s Russian roulette with the odds stacked against us.

So are you bi or gay? She might well be looking for security now that she has a kid, or else a father figure for him/her. Or you've misread her and she was into you all along. Who knows? Let her down gently/start distancing yourself now.

This suggests a misunderstanding of the site’s primary purpose. Breedingzone is a discussion forum, not a chat room. It’s not engineered to facilitate people going off into private conversations, because if everyone did that there wouldn’t be robust public discussion and sharing of ideas. I seldom ever send people messages because I say what I need to say on the boards.

in Palm Springs last weekend....a hung guy from sniffies came over and when he whipped out his cock it was massive, uncut and thick. I quickly got on the bed, bent over, and inhaled a lot of poppers. He bred me slow to open me up and then pumped deep and exploded in me. I could feel his cock throbbing....was so good. He came back later in the day for more! love satisfying a nice cock.

I fucked a guy in my marital bed just yesterday. Got chatting on Grindr and decided to hook up. Barely had the front door closed before he started fondling my cock and making it grow. Once I dropped my shorts he started sucking my dick right away, until I told him to stop so I could fuck him. About 40 minutes later I filled his cunt and as much as I wanted to stay inside him I had to check the clock to make sure my wife wasn't on her way home already.

That is hot! Paradoxically, you're helping the new dad to be a better husband and father by letting him relax and have fun. Already stressed after nine months of pregnancy, the wife suddenly has to adjust to the responsibilities of motherhood. She may have postpartum depression, on top of everything. She can't offer much sexual release to the husband. For his part, he's adjusting to the responsibilities of fatherhood (even if, unfortunately, men still do less of the hands-on parenting work). He too wakes up when baby cries in the middle of the night. He might be worried about providing for his growing family. Just in case you, or other people who might read this, weren't aware, the "Guest" prefix, and a name that doesn't link to a profile, indicate an account that no longer exists. I read CuriousDallas' comment a little differently. When he says "Part of me still does want that", I think he's alluding to the social advantages of heterosexual and traditional marriage. It's well known that married men are paid more than single men in the same job, are more likely to be promoted, and are perceived as being more responsible. To pick one example, virtually no bachelors are elected to high political office. The picture of the smiling wife, the two kids with braces, and the family dog is an essential part of a man's campaign brochure. CuriousDallas sees firsthand what an outwardly perfect marriage costs the husband. (He doesn't consider that the wife might not be happy, either. At least she enjoys picking out the "carefully curated decor".) When he's truly happy, a straight-identified man in a traditional marriage doesn't fuck other women, fuck men, get fucked by men, and worst of all, do it on his marital bed. I think you're saying it would be better for CuriousDallas to find single, openly gay men, presumably bottoms, and date them. I agree, but I also don't think he's doing anything wrong by fucking straight-identified married men. He's offering them momentary release from "the pressure of family, society, and church." Then, they are ready to go back to being cooperative husbands, fathers, and workers. I'd say CuriosDallas is (was?) ambivalent, not jealous. I'm sorry, and I agree that this is a boner-killer. Refer back to @evilalex, who apparently goes in and gets it done, fucking new dads without worrying about pros and cons of hetero marriage. That's inspiring!

Ok, well I’m not going to make a lot of friends on this, but oh well. My intent just to help others and bring some context from my perspective. I’m going to speak in generalizations (I.e. my experience an the experiences of those around me plus my opinions). 1. Too often with interracial sex, white guys look at is as just that: sex. Too many black men are in an eternal quest for sexual and social proximity to ANY white man, they look at interracial sex as validation. I have seen several black men sign away houses, purchase cars, change insurance, and squander away resources in hopes of ingratiating themselves with some white guy who could clearly give a damn about them. 2. Alot of gay black men have a deep vitriol for other blacks. They hold on to a few names guys called them in high school or a few hypocritical family members, and will use this to justify “I only like white men.” The mere presence of other black men makes them unhappy, especially in a sexual environment But they will completely ignore the racism of the white gays. 3. When white men say they want a “diverse experience” they often refer to religion, custom, socially, or some other group (which aspires to be white). When many black people say “diverse experience ” many mean non-black experience. I have not heard a white guy yet say they ever wanted a “non-white” experience, unless it wad strictly in the bedroom. 4. A lot of older/middle aged black men where raised on some Queer Eye shit and they aspire to be the only “black friend.” And they can be extremely cut throat of another black guy starts hanging around the circle, especially younger. 5. A lot of these older black men are broke as hell and mad. They’re not going to tell you the real because they are ashamed they wasted their lives and resources on some Megan Markle fantasy. They are still hoping for that rich white jock to come play captain save a hoe, and introduce them to their hoards of hot gym Buddy friends so they can live a life filled with orgies where they are the only black guy. 7. I’ve fucked plenty of white guys. I also been BS’d a lot too. No bitterness here. My overall point is if your a younger black guy, be level headed and enjoy interracial sex for what it is: sex. If it becomes more than that, cool. But let it flow naturally. But don’t be so desperate for a white you end up getting hurt or even worse, broke. Read these posts, learn, Keep your expectations realistic.

I laid there processing what just happened, feeling cum and lube sliding down my left thigh. I heard the shower turn on. It was all I could do to take Ted's dick but thinking about it a minute later got my dick rock hard. Fuck. I didn't want to admit that his cumming in me bare was the hottest part of it. I thought about jerking off--fuck it, right? but then I thought about Sarah. What the fuck was I gonna do? The shower stopped. I looked at my phone. 4 messages from Sarah. Then another. I couldn't go back to the room like this. Sweat, lube, cum, smoke and Ted's cologne. I looked at the messages. Kinda apologetic then increasingly demanding about where I was. Fuck, I'd been ignoring her for an hour. "Sorry babe, didn't realize my phone was on silent and just saw these. I'm just bumming around the casino floor." "please come up. i owe you something " "don't worry about it babe! i know you're good for it tomorrow. just get some rest. i'll be up soon. i'm just messing around with some slots." Ted entered the room wearing just a towel. "come up now. i miss you" suddenly Ted snatched the phone from me. "Ted! quit give it back!" Ted played keepaway, narrating as he typed and sent, "babe, im getting lucky! i gotta let this ride." I glared at Ted who tossed my phone on the room's lounge chair. He looked at my cock, still standing straight up, and sat me down on the bed. He pushed my legs apart wide and took my dick all the way into his mouth. "jesus fucking christ" I exhaled. Try as I might, I didn't last a minute. He pulled his mouth off me and jerked the rest of my load onto my stomach where it formed a giant pool. Ted laughed, "Guess you needed that." I was deeply uncomfortable, practically panicked in my post-nut frame of mind. "Uh yeah" I laughed nervously, as I weirdly twisted trying to keep my semen from running onto the bedspread that was already a mess of cum and lube. "Can I take a quick shower?" "Sure after you take another load." His dick was so thick, purple and pulsing. I couldn't believe he could go again so quick. "Viagra" he answered my facial expression. "Listen I know that I came up here with you..." "... And consented to unprotected sex with me." "And, well, and that, but I don't consent to anything more." "What are you gonna call the authorities? How is that conversation going to go? 'im here with my wife who I left passed out in our hotel room. I then met at man in the casino, went up to his room and let him fuck my ass bare after asking, you're clean right. Then I got a blowjob and busted all over myself. But then he took advantage of me." I looked horrified but said nothing. Ted waited 2 beats and laughed, "c'mon man, I'm just messing with you." I still said nothing. Ted started rubbing his cock "but wouldn't it be more fun for me to finish turning you out?" I flushed. Ted put my hand on his cock. "I've known a lot of sluts but I've never seen someone so hungry for a load in the ass." I took Ted's penis into my mouth for the first time. "That's it baby, embrace your destiny." I tried to slurp him deep and immediately gagged. Jesus he was too big. Ted took the opportunity to flip me back over and slide his cock all the way into my lubed and sloppy asshole. "Fuuuuuck go slow go slow go slow please." Just then I heard the electronic bolt throw and the door swing open.

As a bottom feeling the cock enter me is sensational. Fast or slow. Being used for someone else's pleasure is great. Being pounded or a slow fuck is hevan. When the top is about to cum I love the state of desperation they are in building up to ejaculate in me. And feeling hot cum inside me.

Junior Year This takes place during my third year in college. I guess I should tell you a little about myself first……. My name is Joey, I am nerd standing 5’9”, weighing 130 pounds, with brown hair, hazel eyes and a small dick, well, small in my mind. It’s just shy of 7” but I’ve always thought of it as small. I graduated high school when I was 15 years old. When I went to college my mother wouldn’t let me live in the dorms saying I was “too young”. Right before my third year I was a month shy of my 18th birthday the dorm manager assured my mother he would pair me with a good roommate so I wouldn’t get into trouble. That’s when I met Caleb. He was also a sophomore, 20 years old. He towered over me at 6’2”, but only outweighed me by about 10-15 pounds. He was a stick compared to me but he had a big dick. I saw him hard once and I swore it looked like it was nearly a foot long….actually he told me it was just over 8” during one of our late night bullshit sessions. He was like a big brother who looked out for me. Caleb introduced me to his two best friends who lived next to us in the dorm. They were Jeff and Mark. The four of us hung out a lot so when Caleb suggested that we get a hotel room to celebrate my birthday. Jeff said he knew of a few girls they could invite over including a freshman who was my age that was easy. I was so ready to be 18 and (from the talk) lose my virginity. My birthday was on Tuesday of the week and we were getting the room on Thursday sine we had Friday off for some faculty day and Monday off for some state holiday. On Tuesday the guys on the floor surprised me with a cake, but Caleb told me that the real party was going to be Thursday night. Over the next couple days I did my best to concentrate on school. After my last class on Thursday Caleb and I headed over to the hotel to get the room. It was decent hotel and the room was nice. I was surprised that we got a room with just a king size bed. Caleb explained that we got the room with one bed since a room with 2 queen beds was too much. Caleb and I got comfortable as we waited for Jeff and Mark to arrive with the girls. Caleb had the habit of relaxing in just a pair of mesh basketball short with nothing under them. To be cool I started to do the same since I could tell most every guy in the door seemed to do the same. We watched TV as we waited for the others to arrive. Jeff and Mark walked into the room alone. Caleb asked where the girls were and Jeff told us that they were supposed to be coming over later. As we continued to watch TV Jeff and Mark got ‘comfortable’ and I got my first look at them without clothes as they stripped down and slipped on mesh basketball shorts. Jeff was a little shorter then Caleb, maybe 6’, but weighed more since he was muscular, he probably weighed 160-170. Mark was about my height and weight. I noticed their dicks seemed to be close to what I had so maybe I didn’t have a small dick. After an hour Jeff tried to reach the girls to find out that they had made other plans. So Caleb said we were going to turn my birthday party into a stag party. I had heard about stag partied before and knew that they could be wild. I am not sure where it came from but all of a sudden there was a porn playing on the TV. It had a young guy built kind of like me with some hot babe getting his dick sucked. The guys started talking about sex, getting laid and blown and I had nothing to really contribute. As we were watching the porn a strange glass pipe appeared and the guys started to light a torch under the end producing a white smoke. Each guy took his turn and when it got to me I wasn’t sure what to do. Caleb told me it would help relax me and make the night more fun. I trusted Caleb and with his help I took my first hit. They guys cheered me on encouraged me to take a second then a third hit before I passed it to the next guy. The pipe went around several times but every time I got it the guys got me to take an extra hit (or two). Caleb leaned in and asked how I liked the Tina was making me feel. I let him know that I really liked the stuff we were smoking. While Caleb and I talked the others were putting more into the pipe. I looked at the video to suddenly see a second guy in the scene. They were taking turns on the babe as the guys began to talk shit with each other. Caleb told us that we now he’s got the biggest cock of all of us. Mark challenged him and somehow Jeff and I got dragged into this challenge. The deal was, the guy with the longest dick would be declared the winner. Jeff chimed in and asked what he would win when it was seen that he had the biggest cock? As the guys argued my eyes were fixed on the porn. The babe had left leaving the two guys horny with each other. Next I saw the two guys in the porn start to kiss and suck in 69. As my attention was focused on the porn I was asked if I was in. Not knowing it I said yes then hear one of the guys say, “then it’s settled, the guy with the biggest cock gets sucked by the others.” Huh? Did I just agree to suck the winner’s dick? I knew I wasn’t the biggest, but guess I agreed to the bet. From somewhere one of the guys pulled out a ruler and we each pulled down our shorts and each guy stroked his dick to get hard. For some reason I couldn’t get hard even though I felt incredibly horny. The guys continued to smoke as this went on and, of course, I was hitting the pipe more than the rest, but now without encouragement from the group. From the looks of things Caleb was so far the biggest, but I couldn’t get hard to measure. Caleb was declared the winner especially since I couldn’t get hard. Caleb waved his 8” cock around asking who would be the first to suck his cock. Jeff and Mark said the guy with the smallest should go first. As I watched the action on the screen I was offered the pipe before I took my turn sucking Caleb. After a couple good size hits I opened my mouth to begin I was told the rest of the bet. Caleb said as we all agreed the first round is one minute sucking, second round 2 minutes 3 round 3 minutes and so on until I cum. The guy sucking my cock when I cum must swallow my cum and then becomes the slam bitch. Not really knowing how to suck a dick I figured I won’t be eating Caleb’s load, but as we got into round 3 then 4 I think I was getting better at it as I would get Caleb moaning and telling me what a good job I was doing. When the others were taking their turn sucking Caleb’s dick the rest of us were smoking and I was watching the porn where this one guy was getting fucked by another guy with couple more standing around. It was my turn again and we were up to 6 minutes. I took a couple big hits off the pipe (4 actually) and began working on Caleb again. I’m not really sure how long I had been sucking Caleb. He was running his hand through my hair, making me feel good about what I was doing when he suddenly grabbed my head and I felt him begin to fire his load into my mouth. The guys just looked at me with lust in their eyes as Caleb recovered from his orgasm. Jeff just said, “on the bed slam bitch!”

Good luck then.. I still wouldn't.

For far too long @drscorpio has been doing the bulk of the moderation here. I'm happy to announce that, going forward, @viking8x6 and @a6uldeve84u will also be moderating your posts. a6uldeve84u has been with the site for 11 1/2 years, viking8x6 for 9 1/2 years. Please be kind to them - especially the first few weeks as they learn how to be moderators.

unless people of honesty, character, altruism, empathy and all the rest get out to VOTE, in every election: the down-ballot races are at least as crucial as the Presidential elections. As Tip O'Neill famously said: "All politics is local". Of course not. Why? Because Federal judges, and particularly SCOTUS nominees have always (until very, very recently) been drawn from the Ivy League (read: powerful, pale people) Institutions, whose only connection to POC is the fact that a number of their campus buildings were built by the same, and had no choice whatsoever whether to be a part of it. More, even the brilliant young lady who just broke the color-barrier attended one of them. Would she have had the chance had it been Howard, located in a city also largely built by the enslaved? Your capacity for good manners is simply awesome .... I'm sorry to say I would probably have been far more blunt.

i believe so. i was there the first Wednesday in May and it was jockstrap night. To answer my previous question, i left as much stuff as i could back at my hotel but tucked the essentials -- id, some cash -- into my shoe.

Exactly! My dad bonded with me when I was almost 10 and I loved it. I was probably lucky though because he was patient and loving and never forced anything. When I was finally ready to take him inside me it was one of the most natural and amazing experiences of our lives.

Fantasies do come true, ya’ll. My ideal type is 40+, fit, brunette or silver daddy, and girthily hung. I’ve had a crush on JustSexNowAtl for years. And I can now tell you all, he’s even sweeter and sexier in person. He is literally porn star-level hot, checked off all the boxes plus he was an animal in bed. About me – I’m a vers btm who tends to make my tops come fast. I know I’m stellar in the sack and received countless compliments on my ass. My NYC fwb’s constantly hit me up asking when they can hit it again lol. It’s rare a top can challenge me in the bedroom when it comes to endurance and stamina. Not only did JustSexNowAtl royally wreck my bussy, he whored me out at the local bathhouse and then took me out for a late birthday lunch afterwards. ❤️ I hope to see him again next time I’m in ATL because I’m obviously smitten. Thank you for an amazing weekend (as indicated by the photo haha). If you’re reading this, BiAggieGuy, Nagato20, NorCalRaw, or Pozguyinchi, I want to make other fantasies come true next time I visit your city. Oink oink 😊

In addition to all the rest of it, a certain segment of the population will have resisted any notion of getting a preventative vaccination against HPV, Hep A or B, or anything else, because they had become by-God anti-vaxxers on principle and would never get another vaccination of any kind because ‘freedom’. These same people will of course fail to see the irony in the fact that they’ll be taking a needle whether they want it or not once they actually get an STD. Humanity will never be rid of STDs because humanity will never be rid of idiots.

I love fucking new dads.

Guys, there is an entire website called Waterboys.com that is still online. Be sure to include the "s" or it leads to a band, not to mention the movie that was in theaters. You can search by Country for guys near you and select all types of options including age and usual stats like body type or any thing you want or need. Most important is type of piss scene as some just like to drink from the tap while others want to be piss fucked. Totally nude or fully clothed and piss all over him. I have pissed down a few throats over the years. I am a Top for Piss as I don't drink it and I only want Cum in my ass. Multiple Anonymous Loads are welcomed to unload in my ass.

I have a regular who loves to fuck me. He comes over about once a month. We kiss fuck and he cums I me Last month it was getting late and I invited him to spend the night. We fell sound asleep in the morning I felt something on my ass. It was his morning wood. He just slipped it in and whispered he was horny and would I like his morning cum. Sure and we fucked side by side till he unloaded in me. nice morning surprise

I got fucked and bred Sunday. So, I was inspired As I did another stream of piss struck me across the face and I opened my mouth to let it flow in and I felt another from behind me as Mike joined the fun. When they were done they invited Dan and George to join the ‘shower brigade”, but George said that Jamei was drinking straight from the tap. What sluts they have created this day! Pozzed Cheerleader 4 We all showered and crashed. I took a bed and was sandwiched between Javon and Dan while George and Mike pulled Jamie onto the bed we all fucked and came. They were the piggiest of the group. It is not like we got much sleep. Whenever one of them woke up with an inkling to fuck or get sucked Jamie and I were wakened up and we did our job for the evening. I thin between the four of them Jamie and I took a load from each of them. They were insatiable. Even Jamie took another took at my over-fucked hole. I leaked cum all night. The next morning, they were all dressed and the room looked like nothing ever happened. George gave us our cash and told us he would be in touch and if-and-when we got sick we were to call this doctor and he gave us each a card. I recognized the name. It was our award winning QB from the later 70’s. Until, he continued, keep fucking anything that moves or will fuck you. We will be back here in two weeks. We will have more guys looking to pump loads into cheerleader and football asses…positive or negative. “You have the room till noon, have fun you two” he cheered and the four of them walked out the door. Leaving Jamie and I naked and alone. We both just collapsed in the bed. We had 4 hours to kill, the first time we did was order some room service. While we waited on room service. I reached around to my tender hole and felt the large plug that had been pulled and re-inserted many times over the last 12 hours. Jamie flipped me over and gently pulled the plug out. Then I felt his warm mouth on my hole. It felt…good. There was a knock at the door. Jamie pulled on a robe and tucked away his hard-on. I laid in the bed with my ass leaking countless loads. When I heard, “Damn George and the boys did a number on you boys” from a nameless faceless room service porter. Then I felt a hand run up my leg and finger my hole while Jamie just let him do it to me. “Shut the door,” he said. “George told me to stop by and get some, but I didn’t know it was this hot.” I finally looked up to see who next was going to take some of my ass. I recognized him from the wall of fame. He was an all-Big10 wideout that blew out his knee two years prior and lost his scholarship and was now working his way through school. He ordered Jamie to come over and suck his cock to get him hard. From behind me, I could hear sucking and slurping sounds. I felt the bed shift as he got one bed and once again he commanded Jamie to rim his ass while he bred this slut. I felt the bed shift as Jamie got on behind him and with little resistance he sank his cock deep into my well fucked ass. “Damn George and them wore you out boy” he quipped. I later remembered his name was Jamal. He pounded my ass hard and long. His cock was a good 7.5 inches. I could hear Jamie rimming his ass. We had formed a good rhythm. I was sure he could not keep up this pace with Jamie eating his ass. I was wrong. Jamal had staying power drilled his cock deep into me over and over. The 3 of us sweated and toiled together on the bed for nearly 20 minutes. When Jamal said he was going to breed my ass. I felt his cock spasm in my ass and he shot 5 or 6 ropes of thick cum coating my insides with his cum. “Add my tainted load in there along with the others, he growled. That answered my next question. He grabbed the plug that was laying on the bed and it slid easier that it had all night into my ass. “I got an idea for you cum sluts” Jamal said as he jumped off the bed and grabbed our pancakes from the room service cart. He ordered me to squat over the plate. He pulled the pug from my ass and his cum flowed from my cunt onto the pancakes. I knew what was next. Jamie and I each had our own cum coated pancake that we devoured. Jamal just laughed at us, took our names and numbers and assured us that he and others wouldl be calling us. Jamie and I shared a shower without our plugs and let the cum and piss just flow from us. We washed each other, we had bruises and hickies all over our bodies. I felt tattered and torn, and a bit apprehensive as to what was coming next. I powered on my cell phone and realized I had 13 missed calls from my girlfriend and about 20 texts. Yeah, she can be a bit dramatic. I pulled on my clothes from the night before as I listened to her messages and as I listened to the first each one got meaner and nastier as she got drunker and as I was not returning her call or demand for dick. I could see Jamie smirking as he knew her. I read the texts and the images she had sent of her dancing with the football team and then some sent to me from other of her on her knees doing what I had been doing the night before but with the football team. I wasn’t even mad, but I wanted revenge. I was going to make it my goal to poz the football team. That is if the brutal fuckings from last night and today succeeded in their mission to breed Jamie and I, i do know that it did succeed in one mission. It made me a No Loads Refused Cum Slut More to Cum

Okay, gentlemen, here it is, proof that ErosWired has waaaaay too much time on his hands and isn’t spending nearly enough of it taking cock. I am attaching to this message a simple questionnaire that plots your location with respect to other men in three dimensions. The model isn’t a simple top-down, single-axis hierarchy like the (in my opinion inadequate) chart above, and isn’t strictly a hierarchy at all, though it’s designed so that what are generally considered valued male/masculine traits gravitate toward the Top. Here’s the questionnaire. Be sure to check out the brief instructions on the second page. It calculates your result automatically: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/applications/core/interface/file/attachment.php?id=46854&key=5cf2568189beaf1818b43862ef813275 An answer is required for all the questions, but - and this is important - you can only answer a question from your own personal role and perspective. Do not answer from another person’s perspective, or in the way you think someone else ought to think. For instance, if a question read, “I fuck bottoms because they need fucking”, a total bottom should answer ‘Strongly Disagree’ because he does not fuck bottoms at all, even if he agrees that bottoms should be fucked because they need fucking. A Vers guy, however, can answer the same question on its merits, because he does, at least occasionally, fuck bottoms, and can speak to his own motivation. The type descriptions that appear on the result page are a work-in-progress, and I would welcome commentary on them, or suggestions on improving any part of the model. I would appreciate anyone taking a moment to fill it out - it’s short - and letting me know if the results seem accurate to you.

Yeah, I do!

Yes, yes, yes! I cannot resist fucking a preloaded hole. First, it's a sign that you're a hot bottom, sought after by others. Second, I love the thought of mixing my sperm with the sperm of the tops who have come before me. In heterosexual sex there is the concept of a sperm war (see the book by Dr. Robyn Baker). Even though you can't pregnant, it's quite possible that sperm from different tops compete inside you. Third, the smooth, silky, warm feeling of a preloaded hole is better than what can be achieved with any kind of artificial lube.

FUCK SIZE DOES NOT MATTER TO ME. JUST GIVE ME COCK. I LOVE COCK NO MATTER WHAT. FUCK YES!

After a few messages on a hookup app, a nervous top finally decided his need outweighed his fear of getting caught. He decided on the men's room at a local department store. I would go in first. tell him it's clear and then he would come in, step into my stall and feed me. Very discreet. Everything went smooth, the store is suffering a pandemic lack of business and the men's room was vacant. I set up in the back stall. Sent the message and waited. Heard the door, and then the stall door opened. Took him no time to pull out his cock and feed it to me. Nice cock, clean and hard already. He had hit on me because of my love of facials and he wanted to cum on my face. It didn't take long and he pulled his cock out and blasted my face! Must of been a while because he shot all over my face! And then his guilt kicked in, he zipped up and was gone before I could say thanks! Just as I pulled the wet wiped and paper towels out of my pocket to clean up, the stall door opens and another guy is standing there, stroking another nice cock! He askes if I want more. He must have heard us? I said yes and he stepped in and fed me his cock before I could clean up from the first one! I love sucking cock and cum! I love sucking cock with cum on my face! He pulled his cock out several times and used the head of his cock to scoop up cum on my face and feed it to me. He kept pulling his cock back and teasing me with it, asking me if I wanted his cum! And then he finally came, blasting my face again! He too came a lot, covering me again! Then used his cock to smear it all over my face! Cumslut heaven! Two nice cum loads in a few minutes. Two strangers cumming on my face. Before leaving he handed me a card with his email on it, thanked me and was gone. I used the sink and literally took a shower in the restroom to clean up. But I could still smell and taste the cum on the way home! I love cum!

For me it is about being used and degraded. It goes back to my first fucks being broken in and told I was a dirty secret. Years later when people tried to make love to me tenderly and passionately, it failed to turn me on. I’d go out cruising to compensate and allow myself to be used by anyone in a seedy setting (and I mean anyone) Now the older I get, the more I want to be degraded, humiliated and used. If that means getting so drunk I pass out when used, or on all fours in a sauna whilst others watch, then fuck it.

The anticipation of the initial mounting get my juices going. And then when that cockhead pushes in I'm in heat for more and a great fucking. But my favorite part is that moment when the Alpha's breathing gets heavier, he starts to moan, pounds harder and you know he's on the verge of cumming. That's when I loudly say, "Breed me! Deep seed me with that cock!" That's the ultimate part, the Breeding, since that what we're (bottoms) meant for, to service and serve as a receptacle for that Sacred Seed.

As Trevor blew out a third huge cloud of white chem smoke Daddy Mason stroked his monster black dick, slapping it loudly against his new pig's cheeks, coating them with precum. He laughed darkly as he heard Trevor's moans of need. “You like that big black dick smacking your face boi? Does it feel good slut?” “Yes, oh fuck yes Sir it feels so good!” Trevor answered. “It's gonna feel even fucking better inside your hungry white pig cunt boi!”, Daddy Mason told him. “I know Sir. I can't wait. Please Daddy Mason, please fuck me with your fat hard cock. Fucking wreck my hole!” “Don't you worry slut, Daddy Mason is going to wreck your hole like it needs to be wrecked. In the nastiest way possible!” Trevor and I both moaned hungrily at the same time when we heard this. Trevor moaned in partyed-up pig hunger for the black cock he'd been worshipping and lusting for. I moaned because I knew exactly what Daddy Mason meant and was so turned on knowing what was just ahead for Trevor. My moans were also brought on as I felt Leather Daddy's unholy totally toxic dick start to ram harder and deeper into my welcoming open boi hole. “Oh gawd yes, Daddy! Please fuck me Sir! Fuck your son's cock addicted pussy and knock me up with your dirty Daddy seed! I need your cum in me Daddy!” I pleaded in dark need, not trying to keep my voice low so Trevor didn't hear me call Leather Daddy's seed dirty. He was so fucked up from all the drugs and so focused on Daddy Mason that nothing was going to penetrate his mind. But very soon he was going to be penetrated with the extremely toxic cock and cum from his black Master. Daddy Mason reached toward Trevor and grabbed his left nipple in a powerful grip catching the boy offguard and making him scream out in pain. “Oh fuckkkkkkkk Sir! Oh damn it hurts Daddy Mason!” he wailed. Daddy Mason spit into the sweat drenched face of his white pussy boy making Trevor go totally silent in surprise. “If Daddy Mason wants it to hurt then he'll make it hurt. If you really want to be my special pig slut you won't say a fucking word. You got that you white whore?! You said NOTHING could make you not wanna serve me. You best be proving you mean what you say boy or I'll find me a real cock whore to be my special fuck boy!” “No, Daddy Mason. Please Sir! Make me your special fuck boy. Make me yours to use and do whatever you want.” Trevor's voice was trembling with fear of being rejected as his Master's pig slave. “I mean it Daddy Mason! Nothing, nothing will ever make me not want to be yours always! Please let me prove it to you. Please!” Daddy Mason grinned darkly and leaned forward toward the sexy cock addicted bottom slut in front of him. Moving his hand from Trevor's abused nipple to the back of his neck he pulled Trevor's face to his and covered the boy's mouth with his thick dark lips shoving his tongue roughly into Trevor's panting mouth. They swapped spit and moaned into each other for almost 2 minutes before the ebony god broke the kiss. He looked into Trevor's black dilated eyes. “That's the attitude your Daddy wants from his special fuck boy. And I'm going to give you a chance now baby boy to convince your Daddy Mason you are sincere” He shoved Trevor back a bit making him have to catch himself with his arms. Daddy Mason stood up from the chair, his muscled awesome naked black body towering above Trevor on the floor. “You know boy, the whole time I've been here and having you service me, it's all been face to face. You haven't seen me from behind. My ass, my back, my shoulders – you ain't see n none of it. You need to see ALL of your Master.” Saying that Daddy Mason slowly turned 180 degrees until his solid-as-marble muscled ass and full back was just inches in front of Trevor's lusting eyes. “Look at me boy,” he said over his shoulder. “Let your eyes look at your Sir's hot powerful ass, up to the muscles rippling across my back, and up to my thick wide shoulders and neck. Look good boy. Make sure you see all of me.” I moved my eyes up the same magnificent trail that Daddy Mason instructed Trevor to do and just as my gaze settled on his broad shoulders, I heard Trevor whisper hoarsely, “Oh fuckkkk!”, as I felt my pulse quicken with lust and darkness. Right between Daddy Mason's ripped muscled shoulder blades was a deep-red biohazard tattoo!!

“Hell yeah that's it pig! Just like that you nasty white cock whore! Oh yeahhhhhhhhh boi! Drill your tongue up into Daddy Mason's hot black manhole! Eat out your black daddy's hole like the dirty fucking tweaked out cum hungry slut you are!” Trevor's moans in response to Daddy Mason's commands were muffled from having his face fully pressed against the muscled hairy globes of the ass he was devouring. The eager wet slurping sounds of the sub pig's tongue working to get deeper into the black god's ass were filling the room and raising the dark sex hunger in all of us. Daddy Mason had used the cock pig's mouth and throat for 20 minutes or longer, face fucking him hard and deep at times causing the pig to gag and squirm and moan, and undoubtedly tearing the tissue lining his cock stuffed throat and giving his infected seed one more place to enter into the boy's system. Only once during that time did Daddy Mason pull Trevor's mouth off of his giant ebony slab of meat. Leather Daddy and I both moaned in our mutual lust as we saw it standing tall and thick in the air dripping and covered with copious amounts of the cocksucker's spit. “Damn pig!”, Daddy Mason had said looking into Trevor's sweating slime-covered panting face. “You got one helluva an awesome mouth and tongue on you boi! Making Daddy Mason's dick feel so damn good! You like sucking it doncha pig?” “I LOVE it Sir!”, Trevor answered hungrily with a raspy voice from the intense cock-feeding. “Your cock and precum taste fucking great Daddy! I could suck it for hours!” Daddy Mason smiled wide and chuckled. “Good, because I ain't done with your mouth yet you fucking sexy bitch. Or any other part of you. You and Daddy Mason – and your Leather Daddy and bro too – are going to have a whole lot of fun today. You're going to get everything you want and need and even more!” “Fuck yeah he is!”, I heard Leather Daddy whisper in my ear sliding 2 thick fingers into my hungry pig hole and making me moan. “Please yes, Sir, Daddy Mason! That's what I want and need from all of you! Everything you have to give me. Fill me up with your cocks and cum and piss. Use my mouth and throat and please fucking PLEASE use my pig cunt and breed me!”, Trevor had answered Daddy Mason. “Fuck boi that's the kind of hunger that Daddy Mason likes to see in his bottom pigs! Let's get you even hungrier before you get your mouth back to work on your Man's cock and balls. I think you've earned yourself some more of this sweet white fuck smoke. And I know it'll make you even piggier! You want some smoke boi?” There was no hesitation as Trevor loudly cried out “YES, PLEASE SIR!” and his body – still kneeling between Daddy Mason's thighs – visibly trembling in lust and anticipation. Leather Daddy and I were grinding hard and sweaty against each other as Daddy now had 4 of his thick calloused fingers moving in and out of my aroused Tweaked up hole while he continued using his lips tongue and teeth to leave his mark all over my vulnerable neck. Our passion and need being fed and heightened by the raunchy verbal chem filled live sex show right in front of us. We watched Trevor take another huge draw off the glass pipe then lean forward pressing his lips to Daddy Mason's to shotgun it to his black hung sex Master. Trevor moaned as their tongues danced sensuously together in their mouths, and groaned even louder and deeper when he felt 2 of Daddy Mason's thick long fingers slide knuckles-deep into his cum-and-piss-filled insatiable pig hole. Daddy Mason broke their make-out session and whispered seductively to Trevor, “You needing that pig boi cunt filled with hard raw BLACK Daddy dick sluT? Your white fucking spun out boi pussy needing to be filled with your Master's thick poTenT black dick parTy cum and fucking knock you up boi?!” Trevor, looking back and forth between Daddy Mason's eyes and his throbbing spit soaked BBC cried out with toTal urgent lust: “Oh fuck YES SIR, Daddy Mason! PLEASE, PLEASE, Master! Fuck this cumdump tina-filled sluTTy white pig with your massive beautiful BBC and dump thick hot ropes of your thick baby batter deep inside my guts and fucking knock me up and make me yours! I want your children being blasted into me! Oh gawd, PLEASE Daddy Sir! Please give me everything you have!” “Hot fucking damn!” I moaned hearing the pig slut's pleading! This is going to be so fucking hot and nasTy and wickedly wrong!! (more to come)

Upvoted for the affirming language instead of the feminizing putdowns. I'm neutral on the trimming/shaving parts. 🙂

Part 14 - The Budding Flower Blooms The car turned on to Via Della Randa in Arzachena on the outskirts of Porto Cervo in northern Sardinia, passing the gates where Conrad got his first view of Villa Luna. Unlike Hibiscus Manor the villa was rustic on the outside but inside he found it a complete contrast, modern and sleek with exceptionally high end designer furnishings all decorated to complement the surroundings and emerald coast. The whole place was a world away and the Italian housekeeper cook was there to greet them at the door. Conrad put his bag down in his bedroom and walked out on to the terrace balcony that overlooked the freeform infinity pool that lead to views down to the sea. Adam walked out on his terrace and hinted for them to go for a swim. By early evening Conrad was sitting under the umbrella by the pool sipping on a beer and watching Adam swimming in the pool. Actually feeling chilled out and relaxed he was really looking forward to spending the next two weeks doing nothing. Adam climbed out of the pool and took a sip of Conrad's beer then held out his hand 'Swim with me' he said pulling him off the sunbed. Seeing Adam in this completely different environment he found a very intelligent, sexy and funny guy coming out of his shell. Conrad swam to the end of the pool joining Adam resting his head back against the edge of the pool enjoying the sunshine. Conrad looked at him "Did it take you long to get over what happened?" he asked. Adam nodded swam around in front of him "Months, but then it was several years in the making". Conrad cocked his head to one side admiring him "Is it strange I feel nothing about what happened?" he asked. "No" Adam replied holding Conrad's hands "you were very lucky that he had very little time and it was picked up by Jack". "How so?" Conrad asked looking at his hands. Adam smiled "If he had got you away then it would have been very different, a very dark place to end up". "I'm sorry" Conrad said apologising "for what you had to go through". Adam moved closer and kissed him tenderly on the lips "You were luck you had a trigger word" he said sadly. "Trigger word?" he asked looking a little confused. Adam nodded "Yes someone only had to mention Jack and it seemed to snap you back to reality quickly" he revealed. Conrad kissed Adam gently "This isn't going to be about having sex is it?" he asked worriedly. Adam laughed "What here?. No" he replied "strangely as attracted as I am to you it is about enjoying ourselves in the sun". "Phew" Conrad said smirking "people will think I am a slut sleeping with everyone" he said laughing. Adam splashed water at him "I think our dinner is ready" he said hearing the table being laid "shall we?". Conrad and Adam climbed out of the pool and dried themselves, spending a lovely evening eating and talking about things in general well in to the night. Conrad was wide awake having slept some of the afternoon by the pool and now sat there looking out at the lights dotted around the landscape down towards the ocean. Adam returned from the kitchen with some cold beers and suggested they go sit by the pool, Conrad following and sat on the edge dipping his feet in to the cool water. "When are we getting the tattoos done?" he asked Adam who sat close to Conrad. Adam but his bottle down "I didn't know if you were going to go ahead or not" he said glancing at Conrad. "Of course" he replied "Jack changed my life it is the least I can do to honour the love I had for him". Adam put his arm around Conrad and sniffed shedding a tear "I thought I was over it" he said shaking his head. Conrad kissed his cheek "I know, some days it just hits me" he admitted "I find it hard and still talk to him in the greenhouse". Adam hugged him "I go up and see him when it does" Conrad said "I take it as him telling me off and to visit". Adam chuckled "You are amazing Conrad, I can see why he adored you" he said pausing taking a moment. "What about Harry?" Adam asked with baited breath waiting for his reaction. Now Conrad chuckled "Harry" he said contemplating "one day we may meet and not butt heads" looking at Adam. Adam smiled "Harry thinks you are a perfect match for him" he said keeping it light hearted". "He does?" Conrad asked raising an eyebrow staring at the water "I still think of him a lot". "What when having sex with other men?" Adam asked then receiving a hard playful punch from Conrad. Conrad sat in silence moving his feet "What if it is meant to be Adam?" he asked "how will I really know?". "How do we go about it?" Conrad continued "What if it is a disaster like always?". "Woah" Adam put his hands up "man you have got to calm down and take a breath Conrad" he said sincerely. "Sorry, I get all flustered when I think about him" Conrad said sipping his beer "Fuck" he shouted. Adam smiled "I think you just answered everything yourself" he said finishing his beer. Conrad smirked "That was a lousy get out clause" he said downing his beer and standing up. "Time will tell" Adam said holding out his hand for Conrad "bed time, I am knackered". Conrad took his hand "Can we sleep together in the same bed like" he asked tentatively. "Of course" Adam replied smiling at him "but no sex" he reaffirmed and Conrad nodded. "The week we get back we will go to the tattooist Jack used" Adam said walking with him. By morning Conrad woke and could smell the coffee, literally, since Adam placed a strong Italian coffee on the table by Conrad. He sat up and held the cup under his nose taking a deep sniff nearly blowing his head off at the strong aroma. Adam grinned watching Conrad drinking it and screwing up his face at first until the effects of the caffeine kicked in. "Wow" Conrad said almost bouncing off the walls "dam that is good". "Not too strong for you I hope?" Adam said crawling back in to bed next to him. Conrad shook his head leaned over and kissed him "Thank you letting me sleep with you". "Do you find sleeping alone hard?" Adam asked curiously "I did, for months" he added. "I feel safe with someone sleeping by me" Conrad replied putting his cup down "a comfort thing". Adam nodded and snuggled down in bed pulling Conrad with him "Trust me it gets easier". "Do you always get so hard in the morning?" Adam asked cuddling Conrad. Conrad giggled "Yes" he replied "this morning I think the coffee has made it harder". Adam laughed and kissed him softly on the lips allowing Conrad to lay half across him dozing on and off for a few hours. Harry arrived at the airport and checked-in for his flight, the last few days had been a bull dozing of emotions and surprises since dinner on Wednesday evening with Adam. He had stayed over with Harry and told him what Conrad had just been through with this guy, he got even more upset to hear the entire story about Adam and his one long term relationship that nearly destroyed him. As Harry sat watching the gate staff preparing for boarding a lot of things made sense about why Adam only picked up anonymous quick fucks and never at his penthouse that overlooked the Thames. He chuckled to himself remembering the first time he visited Adam there, the security at the door was tighter than the MI6 building Adam boasted. Even then you had to be given a code by the owner to operate the lift up to the floor then there was two sets of double doors, Harry smiled how he had knocked on the wrong door and found himself staring into the face of a famous pop star. They laughed and asked if he was looking for Adam and pointed to the other set of doors. He heard the boarding announcement and smiled even more thinking that Conrad would probably have found that hilarious. The two hour flight had him thinking of Conrad, in fact he was still never far from his thoughts. Despite Moham's persistence to sort it out once and for all there just never seemed to be the chance to catch Conrad at the right time. Travelling on his own without Moham was a very different experience, it was the first time he had flown on a budget airline and was finding it a strange and unreal experience having never flown below first class with Moham. The seat was small and cramped and uncomfortable and that was just the beginning, the worst part, he was a no one lost amongst all the other passengers. He so loved the usual pampering and special treatment he got when the airline knew it was he who arranged Moham's flights and airline of choice. He put his headphones in and closed his eyes opening them again when the seat belt sign lit up and chimed softly overhead announcing their final descent. Bags in hand Harry walked out of the arrivals door and saw a uniformed chauffeur holding a sign with his name on. He breathed a sigh of relief, normality resumed he told himself settling in to the Mercedes and the drive along the coast to meet Adam at the villa. Adam and Conrad returned from their walk down to the beach and a brief swim in the Mediterranean, after a light lunch Adam received a text from Harry telling him he had arrived and on his way. Conrad decided to lay by the pool in the shade and soon dozed off, he was beginning to feel great and happy enjoying his time with Adam. The car pulled up to the villa and Harry ran over hugging Adam who stood waiting for him. Collecting his bags Adam took him up to his room to unpack, sitting on the bed Adam chatted away watching Harry putting things away neatly leaving his swimming trunks out. If Adam was nervous he sure as hell hid it from Harry who had no idea what was waiting on the pool terrace. Both Simon and Moham kept asking for updates on their group chat and Adam had to tell them to be patient and he would message with an update soon. "Right lets get you in the sunshine Harry" Adam said standing up throwing his trunks at him. Harry caught them with one hand "What is the rush?" he asked casually "have nearly two weeks" he reminded him. "I know" Adam replied smiling "so cute" he said watching Harry change "ready?" he asked. Harry nodded and looked at him "What you told me the other night about Conrad. Is he really okay?" he asked. Adam glanced out to the pool forgetting for a moment "Seems to be, there might be some way to go". Harry walked over to Adam "Why did no one tell me, I could have helped?" he said looking worried. "And you just leaving that Sunday like the world was ending" Harry continued "you kept me in the dark". "I'm sorry Harry, it wasn't my place to say anything at the time" Adam said washing over with guilt. Harry walked towards the door "It was good you was there for him" he said "are you coming?". Adam walked down stairs with him "You go out and get comfortable I will bring you a beer" he said. Adam watched the back of Harry going through the open folding doors on to the terrace, Harry had a good look around and walked over to the pool area. Adam was biting his nail with anxiety praying this was not going to end up like their other meetings. Harry put his towel down on the bed and stood up, he saw the lightly tanned body, arms folder across his chest and head slightly drooped to one side fast asleep. It took him a moment of realisation that it was Conrad, peacefully sleeping. He stood rooted to the spot staring at him then looked towards the villa spotting Adam looking at him from the kitchen he briefly smiled and disappeared. He wanted to run over to Adam and kiss him thinking that Conrad knew he was joining them. Harry walked quietly to the sunbed and sat down, his body brushing Conrad's leg who mumbled and smiled in his sleep. His eyes fixated on Conrad sleeping unable to suppress all his feelings that surfaced, his heart racing full of love for him. Without rhyme or reason of understanding Harry could not figure out why he felt this way every time he saw him. Harry took a long hard look at his body and the off brown coloured hair below his belly button that grew wider the lower he looked finally disappearing under his trunks, even that was enough to make Harry love him even more. Slowly he raised his hand and ran his fingers along Conrad's calf, he looked up at the face and watched that perfect smile appear. "Stop it, it tickles" Conrad mumbled under his breath, eyes still closed. Harry's fingers slowly worked higher and Conrad giggled opening his eyes "Harry!" he said in a velvety tone. Harry lifted his fingers off Conrad's leg "What are you doing here?" Conrad asked sitting forward. "On holiday, what are you doing here Conrad?" he asked staring in to his pale brown eyes. Conrad looked around "Adam brought me here for a break" he replied laying back down hands covering his face. "So wait, you didn't know I was coming?" Harry asked, Conrad shook his head removing his hands from his face. Harry looked muddled and perplexed "Sorry, I think people are trying to push us together" he said standing up. Conrad sat forward again "Harry wait" he pleaded watching him walk over to his sunbed. "I can't keep doing this Conrad" Harry said about to blow up "no more it ends now". Conrad stood up "Did I turn you down?" he asked, Harry stopped "Harry why are running from it?". Harry turned "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked feeling deflated. "You Harry, you run off angry and broken" Conrad replied hastily "you never give me a chance to speak". "God I fucking love you Conrad" Harry shouted "clearly this is one way traffic". Harry marched inside "Here we go again running away" Conrad shouted back at him then sat on the sunbed. "Harry" Adam called out following him towards the staircase. "Leave me Adam" he said angrily going up his room tears streaming down his face. Adam stamped his foot and walked outside to Conrad "Do I need to lock you two in a room together?" he asked. "Not now Adam please" Conrad replied wiping his eyes "we can't get along" he said. Adam sat next to him "You are both so in love it is getting almost to stupid to watch this" he said. Conrad shook his head "Maybe I am too broken to be fixed Adam" he said putting his head in his hands. "What makes you think you are broken Conrad?" Adam asked putting his hand on Conrad's knee. Conrad sighed "Look at me I am a mess, stupid, preyed upon and damaged" he said raising his voice. "Raise your voice at me and I will fucking slap you Conrad" Adam said staring at him. Conrad looked at him a little timidly "No one can treat you like dirt" Adam said "not even you". "I'm sorry" Conrad replied shuffling away from Adam. Adam grabbed Conrad's hand "I mean it, despite how much I like you I will slap you down". Conrad looked at him "Adam, it scares the hell out of me, that is why I keep pushing him away". Adam pulled him closer and hugged him "You need to fix Harry before you completely break him apart". Conrad moaned "I have never done anything to him!" he answered. "I know and that is the root of the problem between you" Adam replied patting his knee. "Conrad" Adam said softly "open yourself and don't be intimidated, don't be scared of how you feel". Conrad sniffed "I am boxed in with this aren't I?" he asked Adam looking at him. "No" Adam said sternly "only you can box yourself in and if you do that you will never see how to love anyone". Conrad stood up "He is the only one I love and have done since we met, the cheeky arrogant sod he is". Adam chuckled "Spoken like a true lover" he said "you two need to start getting along". They walked indoors to get washed and changed for dinner Conrad walked towards Harry's room and stood outside the door nearly bolting it afraid of what Harry might do now. Taking a deep breath he knocked lightly on the door and waited, he could hear the soft padding of skin walking across towards the door. Harry opened it and looked at Conrad 'What? he asked in a very annoyed manner holding his t-shirt. Conrad stood there looking at him his mouth going dry and completely at a loss for anything to say. His body yearning and heart racing looking at Harry who didn't look to happy to see him and getting impatient with Conrad. Harry shook his head having had enough of this, he moved and Conrad grabbed him lunging forward and kissing him on the lips. Harry had no time to respond and as quickly as Conrad kissed him he was gone running down to his room. Harry watched him dart in to his bedroom closing the door with a slam and running in to the bathroom he retched a couple of times from the nerves and his body shaking. Harry closed his bedroom door and leaned back against it, a smile slowly appearing on his face. One kiss was all it took to give him enough of a signal that the spark between them was very real. Conrad sat on the floor his nerves all over the place, had he really just done that and kissed Harry he thought. A feeling of happiness creeping in amongst his own self doubt of being good enough for Harry, the draw was there and he felt it when their lips finally touched. Conrad finished putting his shorts on looking at himself in the mirror then checking the time, it was only 7pm and already felt like the longest day in his life. Closing the door he walked downstairs and out on to the terrace where Adam and Harry sat talking on the outdoor sofa both holding a glass of wine. Adam smiled and stood up pouring Conrad a glass. Carefully assessing the situation he took a seat in on the armchairs, a mistake on his behalf with Harry seeing it as another orchestrated brush off. Adam did his best to keep them both motivated in conversation, some awkwardness prevailed amongst the patches of silence that continued over dinner. Adam was going stir crazy and had to bite his lip, he wanted nothing more than to slap both of them and instead he went to make coffee leaving them alone at the table. Harry didn't know what to make of the entire situation, close to the verge of giving up he got nothing from Conrad. He finished the glass of wine and stood up slowly walking over and around the pool standing at the top of the grounds looking over the twinkling lights down to the sea. Adam looked out and saw Conrad sitting there twisting his glass of wine around in his fingers 'God sake get up and do it Conrad' he muttered to himself. Conrad looked over to where Harry stood and smiled, suddenly his legs went to jelly preventing him from moving. Desperately trying to compose himself he nervously took a hefty swig of the wine and, taking a deep breath he finally felt steady and stood up, the night air was so still and eerily quiet, no breeze, no rustling in the trees. Adam glanced at him quickly 'Come on Conrad' he quietly said egging him on from the kitchen to be disturbed by the coffee machine finishing. Conrad took a few steps towards Harry, the strangest feeling ran through his body along with a warm breeze that suddenly hit his legs and seemed to crawl up his body and waft softly over his face but feeling a chilly edge at the same time. He couldn't describe the feeling or understand what it was, it felt like warm hands were trying to coax him forward towards Harry. He could definitely feel the warm air hitting his legs, neck and arms yet the plants and trees were as still as anything. His feet moving in Harry's direction getting closer and closer, Harry moaned and rolled his head back feeling a warm breath like breeze shrouding his body filling him with the most intoxicating sense of love. Conrad found his hand softly running down Harry's back through the cotton of his shirt. Harry shook his head "Don't do this Conrad unless you mean it" he replied standing and waiting for him. "Enough of these silly games Harry" Conrad said softly slowly turning Harry around to face him. They both felt it, the warm breeze appeared again from nowhere the weirdness of it almost frightening the hell out of them both. The strange soft caressing of the warm breeze intensified around their bodies, eyes fixed on each other. Both of them touched by an ethereal feeling pulling them together, in their head a silky exquisite and heavenly voice seemed to tell them this is where their destiny starts and lies. Neither knew the other was having the same experience causing goose bumps on their arms, the hairs on the back of their necks stood up the stronger the delicate force worked pushing them together. Harry thought of nothing else and blocked everything from his head focusing on Conrad who so close to him now. Conrad wrapped his arms around Harry his mouth being guided until their lips touched and sensed each other. A graceful kiss of respect between them that transformed with delicate elegance, Harry's arms moved around Conrad's body holding him and entering a kiss of pleasure and passion that burned for many months now released. The warm breeze vanished with only the sound of the crickets mating call filling the night air. Adam reached up to the cupboard to get the cups stumbling and feeling dizzy, a shiver ran up his spine spreading out through his body filling it with a warm loving sensation. Disorientated he regained control and stood up 'I love you Jack' he called out in a soft loving tone. Adam leaned over the counter for a moment unsure why he had said that, he was confused and unable to make sense of what just happened. Adam quickly looked as if he suddenly knew it was over and sure enough Conrad and Harry stood kissing then in a brief flash of a moment he saw Jack and himself standing out there kissing like they had done many years ago. He stared out the window at the memory a tear trickled down his cheek from all the happy times he had with Jack here at the villa. Not sooner had it started he felt a desolation taking over his body that brought him back and suddenly the image of Jamal came in to his head making him smile. Grabbing the cups and coffee he headed outside with hardly any recollection of what he had experienced. Adam put the coffee pot on the table and looked over at Conrad and Harry who where hugging each other placing tender kisses on the other. Adam was still reeling at his experience in the kitchen called them over and Conrad took Harry's hand walking with him to the table both smiling in relief that finally, and without reservation they had got together. "So what happened?" Adam asked as they sat down at the table whilst he poured coffee for them. Harry looked at Conrad "Can't explain it" Harry offered up "sort of felt it today more than ever". "You did?" Conrad asked looking at him "how weird, I felt this warm breeze but it was cold like it was meant for me". Adam looked at them both strangely "It was the weirdest feeling like it was pushing me" Conrad said. Conrad scratched his head "I got the feeling that it knew me and what I needed" he continued "losing the plot" he said. Harry shook his head "That is crazy" he said "I had the same sensation like it told me to accept it" he explained. "Then it was gone as soon as we kissed" Harry said trying to put it in to words "it was around and in me". Harry shivered "Left me empty with only you in my head" he said looking at Conrad. Adam listened to them both then quietly he spoke "I am convinced it was Jack, well his spirit". "That is ridiculous" Conrad said and chuckled "surely not?" he asked doubting himself now. "In the kitchen I went dizzy and stumbled then said I love you Jack" Adam explained "I felt full of love". Harry looked at them both "You really don't believe in ghosts do you?" he asked looking at them both like they were crazy. Adam shook his head "Not at all" he said "now I am not sure, I mean how do you explain what we all felt?". Conrad was sat with a smile on his face "Well I think it is lovely and I am sure it was his doing". "The weirdest thing was after what happened to me I knew you two were going to be okay" Adam told them. There was no question that all three of them were a little uneasy about their experience and the more they talked about they could not find any other explanation for the events that evening. Conrad easily saw that it had hit Adam quite hard his hand still trembled slightly. Harry fetched them all a brandy to calm their nerves, Conrad looked at them both and suggested they all share a bed. He certainly didn't want to sleep alone tonight and was sure Adam or Harry didn't want to either. When they climbed in to bed Harry looked at Conrad "You need to sleep on the right of him" he told Conrad. Harry grinned "I always sleep on his left side" he explained with Conrad raising an eyebrow. Adam slapped Conrad's leg "Nothing like that" he said "not like you and Jamal" he teased. Harry sat up "Who is Jamal?" he asked looking at them both. Conrad went straight faced "Well a close friend, very close" he said. Adam laid down "They fuck like erratic rabbits on speed" he said putting his arm around Conrad play pinching him. Conrad giggled and looked at Harry "I don't love him before you go off on one". Harry leaned over and kissed Conrad "Good I expect you to love only me" he said teasing Conrad with his lips. "I always have Harry, ever since you punched me" Conrad replied touching Harry's arse for the first time. Harry smiled and tongued Conrad deep both giggling since Adam was copping a feel of both their asses remarking that he felt like he was in heaven. Suddenly they both attacked a nipple each sending Adam in to fits of laughter, his hips bucking up, down side to side, his cock flopping at first then started swinging around the harder he got. Harry and Conrad both slipped their hands down taking hold of his cock and balls 'Make him cum' Conrad said looking at Harry 'show him we are the bosses now'. Harry chuckled securing his hand around Adam's cock, Conrad's hand slipped under his scrotum finding his arse hole and teasing it with a finger. Their mouths still attacking Adam's nipples and he resided to his fate and laid there moaning like a quality porn star. Harry's working on his cock stimulated Adam in a way he hadn't felt in a long time, his balls tingling 'oh fuck' he muttered then grabbed both the boys heads pushing them down towards his cock as he began jettisoning a huge load of his cum hitting both their faces. Pulse after pulse of his seed firing out and making a mess on Conrad and Harry's faces. Adam sighed long and hard rubbing the boys heads. Harry leaned over to Conrad and licked his face moving Adam's cum towards Conrad's mouth pushing it in with his tongue and kissing him. Conrad giggled and did the same to Harry this time holding their kiss longer. Harry leaned down and sucked up some of the cum then kissed Adam. Conrad copied him but almost swallowed it instead managing to hold a small amount in his mouth he kissed Adam depositing the cum back to the owner and smiled down at him then pulling Harry forward he kissed him with greater passion. Harry sat up stroking his cock and looking at Adam "Now you have to pleasure us both' he said. Adam smiled "No I want to see you two pleasure each other" he replied folding his arms waiting. Conrad looked at Harry "Nah you owe us Adam" he said straddling across and pushing his cock in to Adam's mouth. Adam tried to protest with his mouth full of cock "That is so sexy" Harry said moving over to kiss Conrad. He was finding it hard to resist and in gracious defeat he worked on Conrad's cock slowly then stopped and grabbed Harry's cock pulling him closer. Feeling like a child in a sweet shop with two hot young bodies above him fighting to get their cocks sucked whilst they kissed making soft erotic sounds that reverberated in their bodies. Adam gently sucked each one off in turn paying equal attention to each lad, a finger teasing their arses stimulating them on. Harry was first to reach orgasm nearly biting Conrad's lip in the process and moaning like wild animal trying to kiss Conrad harder. No sooner had Adam taken Conrad's cock in his mouth again and with Harry kissing him harder Conrad thrusted his hips forward hitting his orgasm. Adam just managed to get his mouth off his cock watching the cum splatter across his lips, cheek and on to Harry's leg. Conrad broke from the kiss panting and sexually moaning at the same time smiling at Harry and looking him in the eyes. The concentration broken by Adam jabbing his finger their holes 'Clean up your mess' Adam said pulling his finger out of each hole and folding his hands behind his head. He watched them both licking and kissing each other with cum dribbling down their chins until they finished. They both laid down either side of Adam who put his arm around each one 'Thank you so much guys' Adam said kissing each one in turn snuggling down. Adam was finding it hard to sleep and kept waking up unable to get Jack out of his mind. He dozed off restlessly again and woke around 3am to find Conrad sitting on the bottom of the bed staring out of the balcony doors. "What's the matter?" he asked quietly leaning forward trying not to disturb Harry. "Jack" Conrad replied "crazy but I keep imagining that I can feel him" he said quietly as Harry stirred. "Same here he keeps coming in to my thoughts" Adam said "you really think... no it's stupid". "If it was Jack?" Conrad asked looking at him "I have no doubt, I really feel that I felt him here". "You are both crackers" Harry said getting out of bed to use the bathroom "just accept it was him". Adam and Conrad looked at each other and smiled "Pee quietly" Adam said chuckling. Harry shouted out from the bathroom "Can't help it with a sausage like mine" making them all laugh. Harry walked around and sat on Conrad's lap kissing him "You okay?" he asked him. Conrad nodded "Yes" he replied kissing Harry back "Can I eat your sausage?" he asked. "Punch me if I ever say no" Harry replied kneeling up slapping Conrad in the face with his semi erect cock. Adam chuckled "Don't know what your laughing at I want to suck yours" Harry said. After another round of incredibly noisy sucking was complete the three of them collapsed on the bed finally falling in to a restful sleep. Adam was first up and went down to get coffee that the housekeeper had made and was starting to prepare breakfast for them. Conrad rolled over in bed falling in to Harry's arms. Eyes closed he drew a big smile running his hand along Harry's pretty impressive muscles for such a young guy 'God your body feels amazing' Conrad mumbled feeling Harry's lips pressing against his in a tender kiss. Conrad rolled away and kneeled up on the bed, Harry reached over and slapped Conrad's arse quite hard exactly where Joshua had whacked him with the belt. Conrad jumped and screamed scrambling to the top of the bed rolling himself in a protective ball burying his head in to his knees crying and begging for him not to hurt him again and he was sorry. The flashback hurtling through his body making him shake, Harry sat there struggling to understand panicking at Conrad's reaction. Harry scuttled up to Conrad and tried to put his arms around the stiff body of Conrad protecting himself. "Conrad! Harry shouted "Conrad, it is me, Harry" he said in desperation to get his attention. Adam came bolting in the room "What's happened?" he asked seeing Conrad's distressed state. "I don't know" Harry replied "I slapped his arse and he went like this" he said now loosing it and panicking even more. Adam climbed on the bed and cuddled Conrad as best he could "Harry and I love you Conrad" he said softly. Conrad slowly started to relax "Harry and I are here no one else" Adam said repeatedly. Finally Conrad released his hands from under his knees and cuddled up against Adam, Harry sat there looking just as distressed, he could tell by the way Conrad's fingers where clasping at Adam's skin he was afraid and slowly understood that the slap must have trigged a memory from this guy. Conrad seemed to go quiet with his head buried firmly against Adam's chest, his body looking completely relaxed now. "Wow look at the time Conrad you should go and shower get ready for breakfast" Adam said hugging him. Conrad lifted his head "Sorry Harry" he said getting to his feet and going to the bathroom. Adam waited until he had gone "This Joshua guy whacked him really hard with a belt" he explained to Harry. Harry sat on the bed "Me slapping him on the arse did it?" he asked, Adam nodded. "Will he always be like that?" Harry asked looking concerned and upset from what he caused. "No" Adam replied kissing Harry on the cheek "It will take a little time for the memories to go". Harry nodded "I feel so bad for him" he sniffed. Adam smiled "Slowly Harry, he needs to build trust with you" he said "I mean you don't really know each other". "Very true" Harry replied "do things at his pace?" he asked. Adam nodded "Go in the bathroom and ask him if you can shower with him". Harry walked in to the bathroom casually chatting to Conrad who smiled and held out his hand hinting for Harry to shower with him. To his surprise Conrad seemed to be back to normalish and Conrad allowed Harry to wash, touch and kiss him without the fear he showed earlier. Harry slowly wrapped his arms around Conrad allowing the water to drip off their bodies spending several minutes in each others arms. Conrad felt that familiar surge of love for Harry that reinforced how the two of them were meant to be together. Conrad kissed his neck speaking in a soft voice 'We will be alright Harry I promise' he assured him, Harry hugged him tighter to reinforce that he understood and hoped that Conrad knew he would be here for him. The following days were spent relaxing, Adam a complete sucker for sunshine loved laying out by the pool gradually building his tan. Conrad and Harry spent a lot of time talking and walking with Harry making it clear he was in no rush and they should take their time to understand each other, their nights full of fun and laughter spending them in bed with Adam. Harry was mindful not to push Conrad and was happy that at last he was with him. Developing a very unique closeness where Conrad would frequently look at Harry when he thought he wasn't paying attention and smile. Harry would know and turn smiling at him, he loved the shyness Conrad retained around being gay in public, it was a sexy enduring quality that he loved, his body silky smooth with just a hint of a treasure trail under his belly button disappearing in to his shorts. No matter how much Harry racked his brains to investigate his love for Conrad it always came up blank, it was meant to be and that was that, Conrad was his muse, soul mate, lover. They sat on the beach after walking for an hour one afternoon and Conrad took a selfie of Harry and him then sent it to Charlie and Max with a short message 'Finally'. Charlie responded quickly 'So happy for you Con, he got the right one this time', Harry chuckled sat there with his arm around Conrad. "Sorry if I caused any problems for you" Harry said nodding to the message. Conrad put his phone away "Had to happen somehow, then Charlie and I got in a big fight" he replied. "Not over me I hope!" Harry exclaimed looking worried. "No" Conrad said "he was more concerned if Jack had tried anything on with me over the years". Harry nodded "Did he?" he asked looking at him, Conrad shook his head. "He never laid a finger on me" Conrad replied smiling "well eventually he did" he laughed. Conrad looked at Harry "There is so much to figure out Harry" he said staring out at sea. Harry took Conrad's hand "You mean how us will work?" he asked looking at Conrad. Conrad nodded "I know you love your gardening at the manor" Harry said "I won't take that away from you". "But what about you, your life in London and working for Moham?" Conrad asked. Harry smiled "I can't lie to you Conrad, I love working for him" he replied "I guess sex will have to stop". Conrad laughed "Why?" he said bumping his shoulder against Harry "if we live apart I won't mind". "Live apart?" Harry looked at Conrad shocked "no, no, no. Living apart is out of the question". Conrad smiled "You really are that mad for me?" he asked pushing Harry down on his back. "You drive me crazy" Harry said looking serious and stroking Conrad's chin "I would give up everything for you". Conrad smiled "Silly" he replied "If it weren't for the people on the beach I would blow you right now". Harry chuckled and closed his eyes savouring the moment "We should head back" he said opening his eyes. Conrad stood and helped Harry to his feet, carrying their trainers they walked side by side in the surf towards the villa glancing and smiling to each other. To Conrad it was a perfect moment, the two of them clearly building from a desire of love to one of real intention to change their lives forever. He couldn't deny that Harry really had stolen his heart in an unfathomable way, remembering what Jack said that when it feels right you know it. Conrad bravely in public put his arm around Harry and kissed him on the cheek. In return he gave Conrad one hell of sexy smile and put his arm around Conrad's waist, his fingers gently caressing and playing with Conrad's smooth skin.

Trevor and I were on our knees next to each other kneeling between our leather daddy's wide spread legs as he leaned back into the couch enjoying the feel of the lips and tongues of both of his tina-spun pig boys as they eagerly and hungrily licked and sucked and kissed up and down his thick throbbing rigid dick and orally worshipped his balls.....balls which were quickly filling up with another potent load of his HVL poz daddy cum. It was almost dawn on Saturday and except for a couple of short breaks to rehydrate and to watch some verbal gay bb vids to keep our pig desiring nothing but raw bare condomless fucking and breeding, we'd been going at it for 10 hours or more. Between the tina, the booze, the poppers, and the Viagra all 3 of us were still wired up and hungry for more cock and cum and ass and piss! This latest round I had Trevor on his hands and knees on the living room carpet smoking the pipe like Bette Davis smoked cigarettes, while my turgid bare dirty dick was fucking his greedy wet pig pussy for a third time while Daddy was behind me and - FINALLY! - let me feel the cock that I belonged to. The cock that had made me what we were even now making Trevor into, the cock which for Daddy's purpose had been in Trevor's holes only all night long except for once or twice I licked it as he fucked in and out of the partyed up pig's loosened hole. But when I felt that hard lethal daddy dick poking against my sweaty ass lips and then felt him slide home I cried out with unrestrained lust and pleasure. And as I felt the deep burn rippling through my ass chute I knew he had covered his dick with Tina. I felt the rush and the buzz and the hunger surge through me as I cried out, "OH YESSSSSSS, Daddy!! Thank you, Sir! Thank you for giving me your dick! Fuck me Daddy! Please fuck me and fill me up!" And as he began pounding me I began plowing the sub's welcoming hole with my own hard cock, rough-dicking his hole and churning up all the loads Daddy and I had spewed into him throughout the night. As I felt Daddy's fat dickhead batter my prostate and felt his teeth biting into my neck I came....I came and came hard and deep and long inside Trevor's wrecked hole, feeling him push his ass back against me. "Do it, bro! Ah fuck man that's it! Fucking give me more of your DNA! Give me your fucking dirty seed and bug me fucker! Fuck yeah!!" For a brief moment even while cumming I thought, "we stopped the roleplay a couple hours ago", but then the thought was gone as I emptied my balls' cargo into the cum receptacle in front of me and I felt Daddy's cock pulse and throb in my muscled hole then begin spraying the walls of my ass with another of his virulent delicious venomous cum! After about 5 or so minutes Daddy pulled his still-hard dick from my lubricated hole and I withdrew my cumcoated cock from Trevor's ass. Daddy stepped over to the couch and fell back on it, spreading his legs wide as he picked up the pipe and began heating it. He looked at us with the flame reflected in his dark demonic pupils and in a deep commanding voice said, "Come over here pigs. Get on your knees and clean your Daddy's cock for him". He didn't have to tell us twice...we were there in a heartbeat, and that's where we were now, licking all over Daddy's cock and balls, fresh from fucking my ass, as Daddy blew out 3 or 4 huge white clouds, waiting for the next round of fun to begin.

"Yeah pig, that's hot ain't it? Watching that big fucking daddy pounding his raw POZ black cock in and out of that white twink's fuckhole! So fucking perfect!" Trevor was squirming and spreading his legs wider as Daddy continued finger fucking his wet hungry pig cunt, while he stared hypnotized at the erotic dirty verbal poz fuck taking place on the screen in front of his wide dilated eyes. "Hell yes, Daddy, it's fucking hotter than anything I ever saw. And that white guy is begging his black Master for his POZ cock! I can't believe how horny it's making me!" I began twisting his nipple nearest me as I leaned in and began running my tongue sensually along his jawline and up to his ear, causing him to moan and squirm even more. "Bet you wish that was you on that couch with him instead of the white pussy boi, huh? Bet you'd love feeling that hard fat black daddy meat slamming into your pig hole balls deep again and again, wouldn't you? Feeling his hard muscled daddy's body pressed down on your back while he pistons in and out in and out? Is that what you want you horny tina loving pig bottom?", I whispered in his ear, loud enough, of course, for Daddy to hear. Trevor shuddered and groaned low in his throat. "So fucking hot, so damn fucking hot", he panted, "but, but I don't want to get pozzed. I'd love to have him fucking me and cum in me, but, oh no, I can't take poz cum!" He whipped his eyes around to look at leather Daddy and in a voice unsteady and unsure said, "I'm sorry daddy. I can't take poz cum in my ass. Can I? Oh, Daddy!", he moaned with a hunger in his voice even as he spoke the words. Daddy pressed his lips against the full wet lips of the tweaked up fuckhole on the couch between us and slid his tongue into the accepting mouth. I heard them both moan as Daddy's thick tongue began exploring Trevor's mouth. As they started making out, Daddy pulled his fingers from the cum pig's loosened wet hole and held his head gently in both hands as their kissing intensified. As soon as Daddy's fingers slipped out of Trevor's sloppy cum hole I reached into the bag of crystal, pulled out a couple of medium sized shards and used 3 of my fingers to slide them into Trevor's burning hole. His legs immediately spread wider and he moaned and bucked against Daddy as they continued making out and my fingers worked more tina into his already overloaded system. He finally pulled away from Daddy's sexy lips, panting loudly and throwing his head back. "Oh fuck yeah bro! Yeah work this pig bottom's hole over with your fingers. Feels so fucking GOOD!! Gawd I never knew, I never knew it could feel so good! My holes belong to both of you. Use it, fuck it, breed it...just don' stop! Oh please!!" As soon as he stopped talking we all heard the neg white twink in the video yell out, "Oh fuck YES Daddy! Fuck your boi's hole! Give me that big black poz cock! It feels so good....please Daddy, don't stop! Knock me up with your raw poz cock!" Trevor, lost in the sensations in his ass and the uncontrolled lust burning in his brain rolled his head back and forth moaning, "Oh yes daddy. Don't stop. Fuck me with your cock daddy. Fuck me hard with your POZ cock!" "Fuck yeah!" me and Daddy both let out together. "Hearing you say that, boi, has your daddy and pig bro so fucking hot! I know you don't want to take a poz cock and cum in your ass, but it's so damn fucking sweet hearing you beg like that! How about if we have some fun with some hot dirty verbal roleplay? Let us fuck your sweet hot pig pussy and we'll just pretend we're both poz, and you start begging us for our poz cocks and poz cum in your ass! I promise you boi, you will get fucked like you can't imagine..and I bet you'll love it to. What do you think, boi?", Daddy finished up as he leaned down and bit hard onto Trevor's pointed hairy nip and I rammed my fingers hard inside his cum coated hole. "So hot," Trevor moaned, "so fucking hot!" He raised his head up from the back of the couch and with feverish eyes full of dark need he looked at us both. "I need to get fucked. I need to be bred. Please Daddy, please bro....fuck me...fuck me with your hot POZ cocks and fill me up with your dirty toxic cum!" Hot damn! The pig was almost there! It was just a matter of time now..time and tina.

PART III I stared at Coach Pitt’s cock. It twitched every few seconds, a steady stream of precum sliding into the ridges of his furry abs. He saw me staring and grinned. “You like my dick, boy?” I nodded eagerly, and my own cock twitched. He grabbed my fat piece of meat and whistled. “Goddamn, Lance—you’ve got a pretty hot cock yourself.” He kissed me again, then looked me square in the eyes. “Now, listen: I promised Coach Strickland that he could watch me destroy your virginity. But before that happens, I’d really like to see you worship my cock. You wanna worship Coach’s cock?” “Fuck yeah, Coach.” “Then get on your knees, boy.” I knelt down in front of him, inhaling the scent of his fur and his precum and his sweaty crotch. I’d only sucked a few cocks before, and hadn’t really gotten the hang of it. But I’d never touched a cock like this. As I stared at the veiny shaft glistening with precum, my hunger for Coach’s dick activated instincts I didn't know were there. I wrapped my mouth eagerly around his mushroom head and began sucking on it like his seed was the only thing keeping me alive—first swallowing a few inches, then slowly engulfing more and more of it in my mouth. I wanted to please and worship this man more than anything else in the world. “Good boy,” he growled. “That’s a very, very good boy. You know, Lance, I suspected you were probably a hungry little fag, but I had no idea what a natural pig I had on my hands. I can already tell that you’re gonna make me so proud.” I murmured with pleasure as I kept creeping my lips down the length of his cock. He moaned, and I tasted his DNA as it dripped steadily down the back of my throat. “Turn around,” he said. “I wanna munch on that sweet little jockbutt.” I spun around for him. He gently pushed down on the small of my back so that my spine arched, then he positioned my legs to expose my hole even more. “Spread it, pig,” he said, and I reached back and spread my hungry butt. “Just like that. I like to see you just totally open and vulnerable. Submissive. Proud of your role as a chemmed-up cumhole.” With that, he dove right into my wide-open butt. I gasped as he buried his face in me, and I could hear him growl and snort as he spit and chewed and tongued my tight hole. I whimpered. Then he pulled me upright, turned my head to the side, and kissed me. “Your hole tastes fuckin’ awesome,” he said to me. “When I’m fucking you, I’ll pull out from time to time and shove my cock down your throat. That way you can taste your hot little boybutt all over my raw dick. Got it?” I nodded, and he kissed me a little more. His mouth was full of the same spit that was dripping out of my fuckhole and down my leg. Then he stood up. “OK, boy,” he said with a grin. “It’s time to head to my place and get you knocked up.” He pulled me to my feet and threw me a warm-up jersey. “Just put that on. No underwear. I want you to be naked as soon as possible once we’re inside my house.” Meanwhile, he threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, zipping it up to cover his hairy chest and abs. His hard cock formed a huge tent in his sweats, pulling the elastic band low enough that I could see his pubic hair. As we drove back to his place, he took out his phone and dialed Coach Strickland. “Hey, bud,” he said. “I’ve got the boy with me. We’ll be there in 10 minutes. You wanna get those hits ready? Oh, and by the way—Lance has something to tell you.” He handed the phone to me. “Tell him, Lance. Tell him what you want tonight.” “Hey,” I said. Strickland replied, “Hey, buddy. You got something to tell me?” I hesitated just for a moment, then plunged right in: “I wanna get fucked. I want your raw dick in my hole. I need it. So bad.” “Woof. That’s fuckin’ hot, boy. You gonna make me pull out?” “Fuck no, Coach. Cum in my butt. Please.” “Holy shit, dude. You’re such a fuckin’ good boy.” Here I paused again. I looked over at Coach Pitt, who gave me a little nod. Then I turned back to the phone and said, very quietly, “And one more thing. I want your poz cum.” A long pause. Then Strickland said: “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you, boy.” Another pause. Then I heard myself say, clearly and confidently, “I said I want you to bareback my hungry hole full of poz cum.” Strickland let out a little whoop. “Fuck yeah, you hot little pig! You wanna get inducted into the brotherhood? Wanna get converted?” “Yes please, Coach.” “Good fucking BOY,” he replied, and whooped again. Coach Pitt motioned for me to hand back the phone. “I told you this boy had potential,” he said to Strickland. “But I had no idea just how much. See you in a few.” When we pulled into the garage and closed the door, Strickland walked out to meet us wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I could see the outline of his giant cock through the mesh fabric. His chest and abs were covered with a thin layer of blond fur. I stared at his dick. “Hey, little buddy,” said Strickland. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick.” I obeyed. Kneeling before this studly fucker, I greedily swallowed the giant head of his dick. He grabbed my hair and began easing more and more of his cock into my mouth. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “This fag is a natural cocksucker.” “I know,” said Coach Pitt. “I can’t wait to see how he reacts to a big raw dick in his butt.” With that, Strickland pulled me off his cock and yanked me to my feet. “C’mon inside, boy,” he said. “I’ve prepared a very special surprise for you. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it.” I followed him inside, then downstairs to a dark room that smelled like sweat and piss. Sex toys were everywhere. A sling was in the corner. And on a table near the doorway, I saw three syringes laid out in a row. “Get up in the sling,” said Strickland. “Coach Pitt will secure your hands and feet.” I did as I was told. Taking off the warm-up jersey, I climbed into the sling and put my legs into the stirrups. Coach Pitt winked at me as he secured my hands and feet. Then he grabbed a piece of rubber and tied it around my arm. “Listen, boy,” he said. “This is gonna be really intense, but just trust me. Just go with it. Coach Strickland prepared a big slam for you. That means he’s put drugs into a syringe, and we’re gonna inject it right into your bloodstream. You’ll feel an incredibly intense rush, then you’ll just want dick in your hole. Raw dick. Our dicks. And everyone else’s dicks, too.” “We’re filming this, by the way,” said Strickland, pointing to a camera in the corner. “We want to document your initiation. I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable. Frankly, in just a few minutes, you won’t care either.” I watched as Coach Pitt secured a rubber strap to his own bicep. Then Strickland handed him a syringe and swabbed my arm with an alcohol pad. “Coach Pitt is gonna do his slam at the same time as you,” Strickland said to me. “That way he can talk you through the initial rush. I’ll slam second. And then, little buddy, we’re both gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.” He removed the orange cap from the syringe, tapping it to remove any air bubbles. He found a good vein and inserted the needle. He looked back at Coach Pitt, who was doing the same. “Just tell me when you’re ready, Pitt,” he said. I watched as Strickland pulled the plunger back from my syringe, and it turned deep red. “I’ve got a register,” said Coach Pitt. “Fuckin’ do it.” And with that, Strickland undid the rubber strap from my bicep and began pushing down on the plunger. I watched the red liquid disappear into my vein, then felt a scratching at the back of my throat. I coughed violently as a rush of blood and chemicals went to my head. My heart began beating in double time. “Hold your arm up, boy,” said Strickland, showing me how to keep a finger over the entry point. I heard Coach Pitt exhale loudly, growl, and say “Fuck yeah” under his breath. Strickland went off to do his own slam, and Coach Pitt approached me, his giant dick bobbing in front of him, rock-hard. He, too, had his arm in the air, and his eyes were full of crazy, devilish intensity. Meanwhile, I was a little panicked. The rush was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. I couldn’t even begin to process what I was feeling. “It’s OK, boy,” said Coach Pitt, gently. “Just go with it. We gave you a REALLY big hit. Does this make you feel any better?” He ran his hands across my chest, tweaking my nips, then slowly moved his fingers down to my stomach. “Or this?” He inserted two fingers in my hole, and my eyes immediately rolled back in my head. Coach Pitt laughed. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “This sweet little fuckhole’s all slammed up, and it’s ready to get fuckin’ pozzed. You want my dick, boy?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, completely blown away by the intense sensation of his fingers in my hole—it was like his fingers were everywhere on my body at once. In fact, my body felt like nothing but a hole. And all I could think was that I needed Coach’s big dick inside me, I needed his sweet fuckin’ seed, I needed his virus, I needed him to mark me, own me, use me, wreck me. “Here you go, pig,” he said, resting the head of his dick against my fuckhole. “Strickland and I are gonna fuck you raw. We’re gonna breed you full of our poz seed. Then we’ll have some buddies come over to work all that cum up inside you, blasting you full of more virus. We’ll do everything we can to get you fuckin’ converted, I promise you.” That’s when he inserted the head of his cock inside my hole. My ass radiated with hunger. My mouth dropped open and my eyes fluttered. Coach Pitt grinned his evil grin. “Want more?” I nodded emphatically. Then I felt him pushing his massive raw shaft inside me, about a half-inch, then pausing, then a half-inch more. “Goddamn,” he said. “I tell ya, Strickland, there’s nothing hotter than fucking a virgin hole that’s just been slammed for the first time. It’s this combination of crazy tightness and insane hunger. His hole is grabbing onto my cock, doing its best to devour it, and his little cunt muscles are trying to catch up. You OK, boy? You want more dick?” By this point, I was grinning stupidly as he slowly impaled me on his raw shaft. I didn’t need to answer. He could see the complete bliss on my face. My wrestling coach, my dream man, was slowly filling my hole with his dick. Surrendering to his cock, feeling him invade me and claim me, I’d found my purpose, or at least part of it. My purpose was to serve and worship men like Coach Pitt, offering my raw hole for them to pound and breed. “I’m not gonna last long,” Coach Pitt said. “This hole is fuckin’ incredible. Boy, you’re gonna get so much cum tonight—you have no idea. How’s that slam feeling?” “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this good,” I said, still grinning from the sensation of being filled by this stud’s giant dick. “I didn’t think I would ever get to see your cock, let alone feel it push inside my fuckhole.” With that, Coach pushed the rest of the way into me, his heavy balls resting against my asscrack. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the waves of pleasure running up and down my entire body. No rubbers, no barriers—just the skin of his fat mushroom head rubbing against the skin of my hungry virgin hole. “You want my cum, don’t you?” he said, starting to thrust his dick into my jockbutt. “I so fucking want it,” I replied. He smiled. “I’m so glad I get to poz you, Lance. I’m so glad I’m the one who gets to flood your virgin hole with my virus. I’m gonna mark you. You’re gonna be mine. You wanna be mine?” “Yes, Coach,” I said. “Make me yours. All yours. Please. Poz me. Infect me. Give me your virus. Work my slammed-up hole with your raw dick until you pump a load deep. Please.” “I like to hear you beg, boy.” I heard his breath grow shallow. His thrusts went a little deeper. He was close to shooting. “I like to hear you beg for my toxic load. I fuckin’ love it. Sweet little jockboy like you with a hungry bubble butt. You want a poz load, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Poz me. Please.” “Here it comes, you little fucker. You little neg bitchboy. I’m about to blast you full of my fuckin’ poison. Fuckin’ A, Lance—sweet hungry tight virgin fuckhole. Fuck! You know what I’m doing right now, you hot little faggot? I’m. Stealing. Your. Fucking. Boyhood. Fuuuuuuck!” With that, he thrust deep, his whole body convulsing as poz cum pulsed out of his raw dick. Then another pulse. Then another. I felt a wetness and warmth began to flood my guts as Coach’s cock unleashed a ******* of infected seed into my defenseless body. Finally, after the eighth or ninth pulse, he came to a stop. His dick was still hard, still lodged in my cumhole. He looked me in the eye, grinned a huge grin, and said with a growl: “Welcome to the fuckin’ brotherhood, baby boy.” MORE SOON…