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Part 5 I froze for just a few seconds. It was finally out. He had said it clearly. I was confused. I had been extremely attracted to this guy for years, he had gotten me super horny, and awakened something in me. I just answered -“Yes, Sir! I want your poz dick inside me!” There we were. -“Good boy” he just said. -“I’ll leave you with this”, he added, sending me a link to a video on a site I didn’t know yet: [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/27218/pozitive/ I clicked on the link and there it was. The fantasy I had never known I had being played right before my eyes. A beefy and hairy top, verbal domination with a deep voice. And the strong will to share his DNA with that lucky bottom. I watched it maybe fifty times, constantly sniffing poppers, and jerking frantically until my dick hurt. That video was an illumination for me. It turned me on so much but I was still scared of following that new instinct. In the following weeks, I not only kept coming back to the video, but I also started looking for more videos like this one. “Poz”, “pozzing”, “toxic”, “verbal”, etc. All the key words I could think about. I would spend hours searching and created quite an impressive collection. I had no idea the Internet was so full of those. I even skipped hitting the bathhouse a few times because I preferred looking for poz videos instead. I kept hooking up a lot, but I knew there was something missing. I started avoiding guys who displayed “Neg+PrEp”. I would even completely avoid the conversation on status, afraid they would tell me they were on PrEp. I was fine just not knowing at this point. I also kept hitting all the sleaziest places I could find. My guy from the West Coast was also encouraging me by sharing all the pozzing videos he could and telling that it would be “how he would take care of me”. Fast forward a few years. While on another trip in Paris, I found a bar called “Le Next” in the 1st arrondissement, a place with a pretty big darkroom in the basement. I had been on a European tour for two weeks, jumping from planes to meetings with no time to breathe at all. I had displayed my very serious and professional self for the entire time. I don’t think that by just looking at me, talking to me or even knowing me in every day life anyone could really understand how much of a twisted pig I could become. Paris was the last leg of my trip and I had finally wrapped up my last meeting. It was Friday and I was only flying out on Sunday. I ditched my colleagues before dinner with a clear purpose in mind. I wanted to get bred that night. I arrived at the bar around 11pm. Looking at me in a somewhat puzzled way, the receptionist proceeded to inform me it was an LGBT space and that I was to expect some sexual action. Did I look that innocent? I told him was ready for that - oh boy, was I.

Had a little falling out with a friend a few months back and they ended up blocking me on everything. Made a Scruff account and they saw me on there and said hi. We had a little rekindling through messages and they ended up coming over my place. We had never fucked before, but I had always wanted to. We spent about 5 minutes catching up before they put a gentle but firm hand on my throat telling me they know's how I can make it up to them. I'm instantly rock hard and about to get feral. I go to my bedroom, drop my shorts, and immediately get ass up for them. They're usually really into condoms from what we had talked about, but they just grabbed me by the waist, spit on my hole, and told me to grab the lube. They lubed up my hole and just slid right in. No talk about condoms, just fucking owned my hole. I could tell it was a bit of a revenge fuck; they owned my hole like it was their personal pussy. They came in me with one final thrust that had me moan louder than I think I've ever moaned bc it hit so deep. They were hard for a solid like 5 mins after churning it up with me. Best reunion I've ever had.

Chapter 11 I woke with a pounding head . Damn tequila! Enticing as Luke’s cock was next to me , I wanted to get home , take some aspirin for my head and sleep some more. Once home I showered, had some aspirin and went back to bed. I woke some time later and felt no better. My throat was sore, my head was pounding still and if anything I was feeling worse. I stayed in bed, vowing to never have tequila again. I dosed myself up and just rested, not really hungry knowing the next day I would be hangover free. However the next day I didn’t feel any better,again I felt worse. My glands were up, and My mouth was dry, and I was a touch feverish. Aspirin wasn’t doing much but it was better than nothing. Sally had rung me and I told her that I was still a bit hungover and not feeling great. I said I would let her know when I was feeling better. Then something struck me. I googled symptoms of hiv and I just stared at the screen. Tick tick tick. A cold fear overtook me. Shit , it was a hangover right? In a bit of a panic I rang Gino, he was a medic after all. I explained about the drinking, and how I was feeling. He paused, and asked what I was doing. I explained I was lying on my bed. ‘Naked?’ He asked. ‘Yes’ I replied. ‘Good. You are likely to be seroconverting, there is nothing you can do except embrace what is happening to you. It turns me on to see guys becoming poz and their life changing. That is happening to you. I want you to set up your iPad on record, and start wanking for me. I want you to video yourself playing with your cock and cumming. I want you to record your last neg load, whilst you are telling me what you are thinking. ‘ ‘fuck’ I thought. My cock got immediately hard as I set up my iPad on record. I was wanking and thinking of Gino’s cock. ‘What are you thinking? ‘ Gino asked. ‘Your cock ‘I replied. ‘My poz cock?’ Gino whispered. ‘Yes, your poz cock, I love it, I want more of it’ ‘ I only date poz guys’ Gino said’ especially if they’re not on meds’ I was rock hard now and turned on ‘God I hope I’m becoming poz for you’ I panted. What was I saying, all I could think of was Gino’s gorgeous cock and his tattoo . ‘Fuck, I’m cumming Gino’ I came , shooting my cum up my belly’ ‘Good boy’ he said. Send me that video, and make an appointment at the end of the week’ . My headache kicked back in, and reality did. This was where I had been sliding, even though I never thought it would happen to me. I wasn’t great for the next couple of days before gradually improving. I had made an appointment with Gino on the following Friday. After all it could have just been a bit of a bug, I tried to convince myself. I entered Gino’s room at the clinic, and there was a younger medic in there , also in scrubs. His face was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t immediately place it. ‘This is Archie, he is a trainee. Is it ok if he sits in? ‘ Gino asked. I nodded. Then it clicked. Archie was the twink I had fucked in the sauna. So he was also gay. ‘So you have been having unprotected sex with other men whose status you don’t know?’Gino asked. ‘Actually some were poz I think’ I replied. ‘We need to test for hiv’ Gino said formally. Gino took some blood explaining he had to do a formal test. He said he would do a quick finger prick test as well though that wouldn’t be definitive. I waited for half an hour in reception before being called in again by Gino. ‘ ’well I have some good news for you, although it’s not official’ Gino announced. ‘Phew ‘ I thought ‘I’ve dodged a bullet , I’m still neg’ ‘it is looking like you are hiv positive’ Gino announced. ‘. Congratulations, You are where you naturally wanted to be’ my mind was on delay. ‘ you will have an increasingly viral load for six months. You don’t have to start meds yet, you can let the virus build in you for a while but you will likely pass on the virus if you have unprotected sex with anyone. ‘ ‘Positive? I’m poz? ‘ I replied. ‘Yes, more than likely’ Gino said. ‘Do you want to stay off meds for a while, and enjoy your status?’ I remembered what he said when I was wanking. ‘Yes’ I responded. ‘ ‘Good man’. Archie then asked ‘Why is it good news that he is positive?’ ‘Because some gay men, like Neil here, are sub bottoms who will just take cock and cum, and becoming positive is a rite of passage. They secretly want it. Don’t you Neil?’ I was on the spot but knew my natural reply. ‘Yes’ ‘Neil, I will contact you in a few days when the full results are back, but in the meantime don’t do anything I wouldn’t do’ I stood up as Gino and Archie did. I glanced at Archie. He was definitely sporting an erection in his scrubs. I looked at him and he blushed. He may have recognised me, but he was turned on, hopefully by our poz talk. There may be something there in the future I thought. I left the surgery, walked into the sunshine, knowing almost certainly that I had the bug, and was hiv positive. I felt my cock stiffening. To be continued……………

The biker guy stayed in me. After a minute he reached down to squeeze the last of his cum into my asshole as he pulled out. "Thanks dude!" I was wondering what response to mumble when Paul replied, "I didn't want to invite you, but I knew you'd never forgive me if I didn't." They both roared with laughter. Good thing I'd been slow and avoided a faux pas. I laid there for another minute ignoring Paul and the biker's conversation. Finally I took a deep breath, flipped over and sat up. I must've been quite a site, with a big load of cum in my hair, on my cheek and neck. Another two were mostly in my ass, except for the part on my thighs and soaking into the duvet. Paul had put the phone away at some point. Wonderful. "You did great dude." Pretty sure that was Paul. I was at a loss. The man whose name I didn't know who had recently ejaculated inside me grabbed my cock playfully and started to jerk it. He was the oldest of the group, maybe 55. He had three big earrings in each ear. They matched the rings he had in each nipple. He looked me right in the eye as my dick got hard. "You love taking loads don't you. I can tell from your cock it's true. She was never going to be able to give you what you need." He squeezed my balls until I gasped. "Don't cum bitch." The guy who'd cum in my hair suddenly reappeared with his dick sticking straight out. "Oh good, his hole's free!" He slapped the biker on the shoulder. I realized he had a biohazard tattoo right by his dick. "Hey man I know that's an HIV tattoo. I don't want to have sex with an HIV+ guy." He chuckled. "Um too late for that dude." He pushed me back on the bed and scooted my ass back. "Everyone here is poz, silly." I froze, discombobulated. He had me hold my legs apart at the knees and fucked me hard. I was a thousand miles away, trying to figure out what the fuck had happened. I just wanted to experience getting fucked by a guy. I'd intended to have safer sex with one man and wound up consenting to unprotected sex with three, all of whom are apparently HIV+. Fuck fuck fuck. "Fuck I've got another big load for your married ass." I pulled my legs wider and looked him right in the eye. "Breed my ass. Turn me into a faggot."

Part 48 - The Curious World Of Actors Artem checked his schedule again as the prince was nearly dressed and the cars would be arriving in twenty minutes. Tonight was a royal casual dress which meant no ribbons or brooches, instead Alex and Max wore tuxedos that were designed by their friend Josh. Liam and Franco were already dressed and waiting in the lounge of the suite talking tactics for the evening, he was honest with Franco saying he didn't like these sort of events as Alex would be quite a distance away from them in the theatre and a lot of things were out of their control. Today was also the first time Franco was wearing a firearm and that made him kind of nervous and constantly aware it was against the left side of his chest. Liam reminded him if any perpetrator has a weapon of any kind you shoot to kill, if they do not then shoot to disable. Franco nodded then repeated one important factor to stand in front before firing so not to hit his charge. Artem quickly dashed out leaving Tom to finish Alex and Max, he had to get to the theatre in 15 minutes to run over the protocol with the twenty people who would be introduced to the royal party before taking their seats. He glanced at Liam and Franco holding his gun, Liam saw his look straight away and told Franco to put it away. Artem rushed out of the suite and Liam explained that Artem hated the sight of them, despite knowing it was necessary he didn't like to see them unless called for. Several blocks away the theatre was ready for the premier and guests were already arriving, the usual crowd of onlookers had gathered, they were the stead fast Hollywood crowd who went to every single premier or event to catch a glimpse of celebrities. Tonight the crowd was bigger than usual and there was much talk amongst them of seeing royalty at a premier in their own city. Felipe as the lead of the film arrived to cheers and photographs as he made his way inside, numerous rainbow flags being waved and he noticed that today had attracted a lot of the gay community. Inside the main co-stars and production people were waiting and milling around chatting then clapped warmly at Felipe's arrival. Shortly after Artem appeared and strode along the red carpet and met the studio owners before being taken inside. They all gathered around him in excitement as he explained they were to line up with Felipe and the producer at the end who would then take the royal party to their seats. Importantly he ran over the protocol of addressing the prince as his royal highness and his partner as sir and afforded a bow in recognition of their status. Don the studio owner spoke and expected them all to follow the protocol laid down as this was a massive publicity coup for the film and studio. Lastly Artem reminded them that beside the security provided by the studio the prince and his boyfriend will be accompanied by protection officers. Felipe walked over "Artem how good to see you again" he said shaking his hand. "Felipe Morales" Artem exclaimed smiling, "How are you keeping?" he asked. Felipe grinned "Good and excited to see my err... Friend" he said not sure what word to use. Artem nodded "Friend he will remain I hope" he replied then looked him in the eye "Just friend". "What do you mean?" Felipe asked in a natural response to his comment. "Max is very important to the prince. I would hate anyone or thing coming between them" Artem replied. Felipe looked slightly astonished "You make it sound like I plan to break them up" he exclaimed quietly. Artem smiled "I hope you will not" he said sharply, "A lot of people would not take kindly to it". Don walked over to Artem "Would you care to stay and watch the film as well?" he asked. "Oh, yes thank you. I would love to" Artem replied smiling, inside it was the last thing he wanted. "Good, I will come and find you after the introductions are done" Don said shaking his hand. Artem stepped back and looked at Felipe who seemed to be acting a little shifty, not like previous times when he met Alex. He was polite and amiable to him on the outside, on the inside and seeing him again he really didn't like him that much from the moment they met in Madrid last year. People may love him and his acting but Artem couldn't care less. Artem's phone pinged and he looked to see a message from Liam they were turning on the the boulevard where the theatre was located. He called out to everyone to take their places and suddenly the buzz in the theatre atrium went up as excitement grew. Max watched out of the window as they turned on to the boulevard, he wasn't overly excited about tonight since he knew full well of Alex's history with Felipe. Liam looked up from his phone at Max and raised an eyebrow. Max stared back and nodded that he was okay, somehow meeting the people in the palace that Alex had been with was very different from meeting this actor. At least those in the palace knew and understood Alex and one thing had become apparent since arriving in LA was how Artem rolled his eyes when the conversation went around to Felipe. Max had a suspicion that Artem was not overly joyed about having to go to the theatre and meet Felipe or even be in his presence. Yet Max knew he was part of the foundation that Alex was patron of and that their paths would always cross, he wondered if he actually felt jealous. But Alex had insisted on how much Max would like Felipe when they finally met and made him watch a couple of his movies, which at best, Max could only describe as painfully okay. He made a show for Alex's sake that they were good and now he knew that even Liam was not blindsided to what Max was really thought of this actor. Whilst Alex sat there in the limousine happily chattering away, Max noticed that now Franco was looking at him and glancing at Liam and had sussed out something was not right about this evening. Max jumped a little as Alex kissed him on the cheek "We are here" he said. "Already!" Max exclaimed kissing Alex, "Sorry I was admiring the sights" he said smiling. "You sure you are okay?" Alex asked observing how distracted Max appeared. Max nodded "Yes of course" he replied knowing it was too late to back out, "Lot of people here". The limousine came to a stop in front of the entrance and red carpet, at the door stood Artem and from what they knew the man standing with him would be the studio owner. For such a short five meter walk there were a lot of people gathered either side waiting and cheering. Liam and Franco stepped out of the limousine and walked around on to the pavement having a glance around then nodding to each other Franco opened the passenger door. The cheering grew louder as Max stepped out first then stood to the side allowing Alex to exit. Alex gave a quick wave to the crowd and smiled taking Max's hand, they walked along the red carpet towards the entrance where Artem introduced them to Don the studio owner and president of the company. Inside they were introduced to some of the cast and production team before finally meeting the producer then Felipe the lead actor. It looked so official the way Felipe spoke to Alex whilst Max watched on for a moment. He certainly was Spanish and so perfectly attractive with his Latin features and could see why Alex indulged with him. "And this is Felipe Morales our leading man" Don said introducing him to Max. Felipe bowed his head slightly "How very nice to meet you... Sir" Felipe said shaking his hand. Max nodded his head "Pleasure to meet you Mr Morales" he replied making it clear this was formal. Felipe studied him for a moment "I hope you will enjoy the film" he said as they all moved inside. Max watched Alex and noticed that he retained an air dignity and didn't even glance twice at Felipe, it did go some way to give him a sense of ease that Alex was his unquestionably. Inside it was packed with invited guests but only a few had been invited to the premier party at the hotel two blocks away. The studio owner had insisted Artem join them as well so at least there was some light at the end of this ninety minutes, in fact he had spotted several celebrities that he knew of and was hoping they would attending the party after. Smack bang in the centre of the theatre he sat amongst the guests, shuffling in their seats to get a glimpse of the prince who was making his way to the front. His black hair slightly longer and styled in a ruffled up way for this evening, you would never have glanced twice at him except for his very attractive adonis features. His eyes following the prince and his boyfriend until they took their seats. He was here by no fluke having found out where the prince would be on his visit to America, the easy part was wrangling an invite to the evenings event. After all there is no point being him if you can't gain entry to this sort of event and he had spent a month in LA working on this. Then when he met the actor in person at a party Felipe had let slip about his sexual adventures with the prince and also his anger at him finding a boyfriend. They jested about forming a plan to get him alone for one last fling, although the actor may have only been joking, he was certainly not. Tonight though he was alone having slipped out of the mansion he was renting, it was all about the prince and unfinished business that could be completed with the actors help. Tom walked back inside the hotel after having been for a walk and was making his way back to the royal suite. He checked his schedule and saw that he needed to summon the butler to turn down the beds, he then sat on the terrace with a bottle of water admiring the view for a few minutes until he heard the door bell and Mateo entered. Secretly it was the highlight of Tom's day and he let him get on with the turndown, Tom checked in with him then took a few glasses from the lounge in to the butler pantry that needed replacing, when he returned to the master bedroom and showed Mateo that the prince likes it partly turned down at the corners and not across the whole bed. Together they corrected it and Mateo nodded seeing how Tom had done the other side, since they were here for two more nights it made sense that Mateo should know this. Tom was lusting after Mateo and since his night with Alex and Max he was feeling more horny than usual, he was still trying to figure the butler out. "I placed some dirty glasses in the pantry" Tom advised him as they finished in the bedroom. "Thank you" Mateo replied then stopped, "How come you are not at the premier?" he asked. Tom smiled "Valets don't get to go" he replied laughing, "My job is here waiting for them". "Is boring?" Mateo asked, "I mean all this waiting around?". "No. I love it, working in the royal palace is amazing" Tom replied opening the bedroom door. "What is Monrovia like?" Mateo now asked picking up the water glasses by the bed. Tom smiled "Very cold now, very hot in the summer but a beautiful country" he said watching him. "I searched it on the internet and it looks very strict" Mateo said with curiosity. "Not at all" Tom laughed, "To move there it is hard, you have to be able to provide for yourself". They walked across the lounge "But living there is so... I think freeing is the word" Tom added. Tom opened the pantry door "In what way?" Mateo asked thanking for holding door open. "Being yourself" Tom replied closing the door, "Society is open and tolerable of all" he said. Mateo looked at him "To be a gay man?" he questioned placing the glasses down. "Exactly, there is no discrimination" Tom said leaning on the counter, "And our prince is gay". Mateo chuckled "Yeah I know. He very nice and sexy" he said, "Sorry I should mind my words". Tom laughed and instinct homed in "So are you gay then?" he asked seeing Mateo fumble slightly. "Si. Am I obvious?" Mateo asked looking at him. Tom shook his head "Not at all. What is Mexico like?" he asked out of genuine interest. "Is okay, hot and humid all year mostly. Then again it has dark sides" Mateo replied. "So what made you come here?" Tom asked. "Live and work. I have to get green card by next month otherwise..." Mateo said trailing off. "You have to go back" Tom finished the sentence for him, "Will you get it?" he asked. Mateo shrugged "I have to wait their decision. I have nothing back home" he said sadly. "Nothing?" Tom questioned looking at him. "No familia, I am an orphan. Is better here than going back to Guadalajara" Mateo replied. Tom nodded "Do you like what you do for the prince?" Mateo now asked. "Yes he is easy going to work for and also a friend" Tom replied smiling. Mateo smiled "That is good, having a good job in a nice country" he said. "Do you have a boyfriend here?" Tom asked. Mateo chuckled "No. I have no time at the moment to find one. Most guys think I am in a gang". Tom nodded and Mateo washed the glasses "You very young to be a valet" Mateo remarked. "19. I will be 20 next month" Tom replied, "But don't be fooled I am more than capable". Mateo picked up the drying cloth "Capable of what?" he asked slightly confused. Tom smirked "Bending you over this counter and fucking you" he stated. Mateo had a surprised look "You are gay?" he asked then grinned, "Who said I bottom?" Tom laughed "Pull your trousers down and you will find out how much of a bottom you are" he replied. Mateo laughed shaking his head and trying to conceal the bump now appearing through his trousers, he finished drying the glasses whilst Tom watched his every move. He put the glasses away then took off his jacket and hung it on the door, he turned and looked at Tom undoing his trousers. Like a flash Tom had him turned around and up against the counter holding the butler in his arms. He waited to see what his reaction would be. Mateo turned his head and Tom leaned closer brushing his lips briefly before they kissed quickly, then again but this time holding it longer. Each time they both opened their mouths slightly more adding a bit of tongue to the kiss until they finally locked their mouths together. His hands moved down freeing Mateo from his trousers that fell down to his ankles, instantly he ground his hard cock up against his arse. His fingers catching inside the band of his underwear yanking them down, his hand quickly moved up feeling the slightly hairy arse of this cute Mexican. Mateo was so overcome in shock with this lad, he was not kidding when he said he was capable having made light work of his clothes. Already he could feel his cock sliding between his cheeks then he pushed back forcing Tom down to his knees "You want to fuck me, you eat it first puta!' Mateo said slipping into his Mexican street tongue. Tom looked up and realised that beyond his very placid exterior was a street thug "Are you rough?". Mateo looked down and spat on him "Puta!" he called him again as Tom grinned up at him. His head forced between the hairy cheeks and only now did he see that by the cuffs on his sleeves were the markings of tattoos. His focus soon shifted with the hand pushing his face deeper between the cheeks and he pushed his arse out grinding it in to his face. Angrily he attacked the sweet hole with his tongue. He was only able to breath through his nose as the hand held his head firmly in place 'Venga puta! Mas, mas fuerte!' he called out. The roles had reversed so quickly that Tom was now placed in a submissive state as Mateo took charge. Mateo growled above him 'Si, eres mi puta esta noche' the words danced in his head but he had no idea what they meant. All he could figure was they were dirty verbalisms by the way he accentuated the phrases in his tone. With his free hand Mateo undid shirt and slipped it off hanging it on the hook with his jacket. Finally he freed Tom from his arse and pulled him in to a standing position then pushed him up against the wall. He towered several inches above Mateo and he now saw his body, his brown skin covered in dark tattoos down both arms and over his chest and abdomen. His build was of a tight muscular compaction, not the body building or gym type but very street brawling kind and an incredible six pack. He was a complex person, in one hand he was all street, the other that Tom now saw was somewhat tactile and emotionally expressive. His body pressed up against Tom and they kissed for several minutes, it was so erotic that Tom was barely able to keep his legs from giving way, his hands delicately took Mateo in to his arms during the kiss. The feel of his compact muscular body was so sublime, nothing like Nick or Hannes who had bigger muscles that you could feel all over. This was something new and he couldn't get enough of it right now. A deep kiss ensued then he pulled back slightly landing open mouthed kisses that cause Tom to remain with his mouth open. Mateo spat in to his mouth then kissed him again swishing his saliva around and repeating it several times. Each time he swallowed the saliva it was like a tranquilising drug that morphed Tom in to an obedient slave wanting to please Mateo no matter what. It took a moment for him to realise that Mateo was now kissing his neck, then his nipples and stomach until he finally reached his cock. Tom moaned almost going on tip toes feeling the tongue dancing and toying with the head of his cock, then it floated through his body as his warm mouth engulfed him completely. His hands clasped on to Mateo's head trying to force him to suck him hard. Mateo pulled back not allowing him to take charge just yet, he grabbed Tom's hands pinning them against the wall as he gently worked on his cock. Gone was any kind of self respect and Tom just wanted to fuck this incredibly hot guy, he risked it and now took control pulling Mateo up to his feet and twisting his body round. There was no resistance as he pinned him up against the wall, he took the chance and pulled down his shorts kicking them off. His cock quickly finding and easing in to the hole. Mateo gasped softly then pushed his arse back taking all his cock in one swift motion. The action caused Tom to push forward completely pinning Mateo against the wall deep on his cock, he waited a moment to make sure Mateo was alright 'Que pasa, what you waiting for?' Mateo asked then bit Tom's neck sucking hard before releasing him as Tom started fucking him hard. There was no gentle introduction, he was in deep and pounding hard, Mateo pushing his arse back to take it even harder and Tom responded happily. He knew this was going to be quick as he could feel his orgasm already beginning, the combination of his thuggish exposed body full of tattoos had Tom turned on. Mateo was half gasping and moaning clearly enjoying himself, his body hard up against the wall being held in place by Tom's body, yet his arse could still push back telling him he wanted more. A quick kiss and Tom felt it happening, quickly he pulled Mateo away from the wall and wrapped his arms around his waist pulling him so deep on to his cock Mateo felt like he was being torn in half. The strength of pulsing cock ejaculating deep inside caused Tom to grip so hard around Mateo's waist caused him to bend over and be lifted partly off the ground impaling him even deeper. He felt like his orgasm went on for ages, the body in his arms like a rag doll being swung about 'Argh! Si my puta!' Mateo cried out as he used his arm against the wall to steady himself. Tom shuffled over to the counter and collapsed on top of Mateo grinding his cock inside the Mexican. Mateo turned his head and kissed him very affectionately until he could finally pull himself out. The smiled on Mateo's face said it all "You certainly capable!" he remarked. Tom kissed him on his shoulder "I did tell you" he said squeezing Mateo in a hug. Mateo chuckled "Now my turn to show you rough!" he said freeing himself from Tom's hold. Tom chuckled "What makes you think I am a bottom?" he replied copying what Mateo said. "You have no choice" Mateo said pulling Tom down to the floor, "Eres mi puta!. Tom still didn't understand the words coming from him, instead he got a gentle stinging slap across the face followed by a kiss. He could have easily overpowered Mateo if he wanted but his body felt like jelly staring in to his gorgeous eyes and being kissed. The soft side of Mateo delicately played on his lips, the cool tiles on his back helped keep the heat in his body under control and hypnotising him in to this silly passive state that men could bring out him in. He was agile in his movements quickly manipulating Tom in to a position ready to be taken without notice. His cock now toyed and played at his hole, he knew he was not shy in size and when he decided to take him he would certainly know about it. He was acting like he knew what Tom was anticipating and Mateo played him, almost pushing the head inside but when he felt his hole give he pulled back, teasing him and keeping him guessing. All the time his lips and tongue danced around over Tom's mouth, dribbling saliva and leaving strands connecting their mouths together. He would raise his mouth and suck on his tongue desperate to get and taste more of him, his body moved in sensual gestures against Tom's as they continued kissing. Smoothly he pushed the head inside Tom who gasped opening his mouth and Mateo dribbled another long stream of saliva to him followed by a deep kiss and all of his cock. His hands clawed at Mateo's back as the pain streaked through his arse that stretched open being speared in an instant. He stared down looking him in the eye and moving his hips, each time causing the expression to change on Tom's face. Mateo pulled back a little then pushed in deeper, his neck arched back and he moaned wildly, it felt like his organs had been rearranged yet it felt so exhilarating that he blushed furiously as the passion rose in his body. Perfectly still he remained, his cock buried deep inside, his mouth latched on to Tom's again as they kissed with more passion exchanging tongues and saliva in the process. His body moved again putting Tom in to a near perfect missionary position allowing him to get closer and continue kissing as he prepared himself to take the sweet young rugged guy. His hips moving gently from the outside yet on the inside to Tom it felt way more, rotating and pushing at every angle he was feeling the cock pushing against every part of his arse. His arms moved and his hands clasped above Tom's head holding him so his body could no longer move forward when he pushed in deeper. Tom moaned in to Mateo's mouth over and over feeling the speed and intensity of the thrusting picking up then slowing down, the pressure building in his body each time Mateo bottomed out grinding his cock then pulling back and forward grinding it in deep again. The sweat glistening on both their bodies as Mateo continued his relentless slow teasing fuck, Tom's hands partly holding Mateo's waist and stroking it, his tongue beginning to ache from so much kissing that was relentless like his fucking. The kissing suddenly changed tact with him brushing his lips over Tom's, his body shuddered and he gasped and moaned holding his lips against Tom he began shooting his cum deep inside. For Tom it was so subtle the way his body changed but he could feel it and knew Mateo was releasing his load in to him, he loved the way he pushed his hips down harder and held firmly on to his head stopping him from moving an inch. Just the gasp and moan was all that audible before he sealed their mouths together, his eyes closed enjoying the orgasm and finding the young guy such a real turn on. His body moved until he was laying on top of Tom, his legs rested across those of Mateo's as they continued kissing, his cock three quarters inside and slightly moved out due to their new position. Tom raised his arms and wrapped them around the beautiful Mexican body holding him just tight enough to know he was here. "Dios mio eres increible, tan sensual y adorable" Mateo whispered to him. Tom chuckled "I have no idea what you are saying" he said softly. Mateo kissed him "Doesn't matter, it was very hot though" he said rolling off on to the tiles. Tom leaned up and ran his fingers over the tattoos "You are two very different people" he said. Mateo laughed "Which you like best?" he asked leaning up and kissing him. "Like you need to ask!" Tom remarked like it was a silly question. Mateo stood and got dressed then looked at Tom "Sorry I leave mark there" he said tapping his neck. Tom shrugged "You mark your territory as well then" he replied looking in the glass cupboard door. By the time he finished looking Mateo looked like the butler "Maybe we do this again?" he asked. Tom nodded "Yes I would really like that Mateo" he replied giving him one last kiss. They swapped mobile number and he watched Mateo leave through the butlers door then leaned back against the counter sighing in happiness. He was in now doubt that what he had just been through was quite amazing and decided he know had a thing for Mexicans, he laughed picking up his clothes and going to shower. He couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Mateo and his circumstances. The applause continued in the theatre and Felipe stood and took a bow, Artem leaned over to Franco and commented that this was ninety minutes of his life he would never get back which caused Franco to laugh. The guests started filtering out and the invited press were starting to compile their reviews which would get published later that evening for the morning papers. The premier party was a part public and private event, there was to be a big party and a smaller more intimate one in the private suite the studio had booked out. Felipe knew that much of tonight hanged on being able to dictate that Alex's protection officer was not allowed in to the private party. Something he knew from their previous meets that Alex was only too happy to agree to usually, to help he had hired security to guard the door of the suite when the private party was to take place. His main hope was that Max would be distracted long enough for him to get Alex alone. Liam, Franco and Artem stood by Alex and Max as all the guests now headed to the doors, Felipe had already gone and Max suggested they miss the party which Artem was agreeing to. Alex contemplated it for a moment but said they must go as it was part of why there were here in the first place.

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…”

Isn't the whole purpose of a glory hole that it is supposed to be anonymous ? Therefore you suck what ever comes through the hole!

@losolent yet again, you've done what you do so well -- leading us right up to the moment and then hanging us there, waiting. Loved that incredibly hot scene with Mateo and Tom. And who is the mystery man in the middle of the theatre -- could this be Max's former boyfriend, by any chance?

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.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. Another BZ member gave me the idea for this story and I got carried away. One short part became six longer ones to make up a complete story. Like a lot of my stories, there's no sex in part 1, just setup for the two main characters. ------ Part 1 I'd been chatting with this guy, pktbtm, for a few weeks. It usually was a short conversation and since there were no pics on his profile, I didn't expect much to come out of it. He was fun to talk to, though. It didn't sound like he had a lot of experience, but the mostly vanilla stuff that he'd tried he seemed to like and his descriptions didn't sound like they were from just a good imagination or hours of watching porn. He was going to the same university as I was, but was living on the other side of campus in a dorm. His profile said he was a short bottom guy, only five foot two inches tall and a lightweight 115 pounds. One of the tall bears I knew called guys like him "pocket fags" since guys like him could easily pick them up and carry them home. Pktbtm listed himself as naturally smooth all over and a clean shaven face. Unlike a lot of bottoms that wanted their profiles to appeal to the most guys, he listed his preference for bare sex and "ask me" for his status. That usually meant that he was poz, probably undetectable. It didn't deter me, since I listed the same, but I was still neg. I didn't see him on for a couple weeks and when I spotted him back on I asked what happened. "Some asshole catfished me. He never showed and then blocked me, so I took a break from the apps" he sent back. "Sorry. That sucks. Some guys are dicks like that" I replied. "At least you're friendly. I don't think we'll ever meet, but its fun to chat with you. That guy kept talking about meeting and how he was going to fuck my brains out, but it was just a game to him" he said. "Yeah, I'm not that kind of guy. If I say I'm going to meet, I do. Most turn out pretty good, but sometimes there's no chemistry. I'm vers so it depends on my mood as to what kind of guys I look for, too" I replied. "Do you mostly top or bottom?" he asked. "About 50-50" I replied. Our conversation continued on for another twenty minutes until I asked "What's your ideal hookup?" He didn't respond right away and I was wondering if he was trying to make something up or just fat fingering his message like I sometimes did. "I like a lot of body contact" was his first reply and then "explore a guy, licking and sniffing before I start to suck his cock and balls. I use my tongue a lot and finally let him take me. I prefer it when a guy starts out slow and gets harder and harder until he cums deep inside me. We lay there a little bit and when he pulls out I suck him clean. Hopefully he gets hard and wants to fuck again" he said. "Sounds like fun. Do you always fuck bare?" I asked. "Unless the top wants to cover it, but not many do. I prefer it raw and to feel him shoot his cum inside me" he said. "Yeah, its a good feeling. Do you like doggy or missionary?" I asked. "I don't care. It's up to the top. Us bottoms can't be too picky" he replied. The next night we picked up where we left off. "So... don't you have any pics to show off?" I asked. "Only one that I send out when asked. I don't even know if its a good picture. A friend took it last year before I got sunburned at the pool" he replied. "Mind if I see it? I'd just like a better idea of who I'm talking to" I asked. I knew he had already seen the ones on my profile. "I guess. I don't think you're going to stalk me" he replied. A few minutes later he added a private pic and unlocked it. I looked over the picture and noticed a really cute twink. He was naturally thin and didn't have a lot of muscle on his body. Based on his weight and height, I didn't expect any. The blue speedo didn't have a huge bulge, either. While I loved hung bottoms, I found them hard to find. They usually went for the built jocks instead of a swimmer like me. His nips looked tasty as did his lips, the only part of his face I could see from the hat and sunglasses covering the upper part. "Damn sweet. You should have some visible pics on the site... maybe crop off your head and have one showing your naked butt" I said. There was a few minute pause before he replied, which wasn't normal with our conversations. "I can't really do that. I'd need help. But I wouldn't want any of my regular friends help me. None of them are gay" he replied. I'd met a lot of people who couldn't edit photos and I'd helped several guys, both gay and straight, get better pics for their profiles. "Uh... I could help you, if you want. It might be a good way to meet with no pressure of sex" I said. The pause was longer this time. I was almost ready to log off when he replied "Thanks. But I don't know. I guess I should tell you that I'm blind. That's why I don't like showing pics since I don't know what they look like. "Blind? As in can't see well or at all? Sorry, I didn't know" I replied. I'd had a few guys tell me all sorts of things on hookup sites. One guy only had one ball, another was an amputee, and one had scars from being burned in a car accident. All had turned out to be fun and while we may have had to adapt, it wasn't any worse than guys with phobias like not wanting their feet touched or being tickled. "Totally blind. I don't put it on my profiles since some people fetishize things like that or think I'll let anyone fuck me since I can't see them" he replied. "That's nuts. I guess it makes sense to only tell someone after you make sure they're not going to freak out. Everyone has preferences to the types of guys they are interested. Well, my offer is still there, if you want me to help you get some pics up" I said. "I guess it wouldn't hurt. I might not put them up, but it would be good to have some since it's stopped a lot of guys from meeting" pktbtm said.

Well, that's a variable every guy will have to resolve for himself. If he buys something of quality, it will last for decades, and provide decades of decadent pleasures. I've found that buying good-quality gear - regardless of what it is - pays dividends far into the future. It's an investment in sating your Lusts - which is a generally excellent investment paying excellent returns.

I don't need to trim my pubes to make my cock look bigger.... The more hair, anywhere, the better.

@losolent wow the way you are building the suspense of what will unravel is amazing. I am suspicious of Mateo, seems he has a bit of a dark side and he has an unfortunate situation which could lead to bribery or other means to help resolve his situation, especially if the one doing offering Mateo help is another high power person from a foreign government involved with Felipe. @daddybear54 There are two on my mind but only one from previous chapters who has the means to rent a mansion and be in LA for a month. What I love is that @losolent brings forth a very real situation around psychopathic obsession assuming the mystery man is who I think it is. waiting with bated breath for the next chapter.

As I did not have Much to begin with, I had the rest permanently removed today. I'm hairless from the neck down.

Finally achieved a dream of mine over the weekend and got DPed! I was cruising Grindr, and came across a profile of a couple who were looking for a third. Both looked super hot and out of my league (one was about 40, white, ripped; the other about 30, Latino, very handsome), but I took a chance and reached out to them. To my surprise they replied, said they were looking to meet someone that night for a threesome, we swapped pics, and they suggested meeting. They gave me their address, and after making sure I was fully cleaned out, I went around. At their place, they invited me in, we chatted for a bit, had a glass of red, and soon we were making out, kissing each other, and touching each other’s bodies. It wasn’t long before we were all naked, and I was sucking on their cocks, while they kissed each other. After a little while, I was sucking on the older one’s dick, when the younger one came around to rim me, and fuck did he do a good job! I was squirming with pleasure! After getting my pussy nice and wet with his spit, he put a little bit of lube on my hole and then pushed his bare dick into me, opening me up. He went nice and slowly to begin with, but sped up, until he was pounding me. I tried to focus on sucking his partner’s cock, but occasionally lost focus because I was being fucked so well. After 10 minutes of fucking, his partner wanted to have a crack, so they swapped places. The older partner was thicker and longer, and he just hit all the right spots - I could feel him hitting my prostate in such a great way. He fucked me doggy style for about 10 minutes, then wanted to change position, so lay down and got me to sit in his dick. I love this position, and has just got down to his base, when his partner came behind and started to push his cock into me. It hurt a bit as I’ve never done DP before as a bottom, but once he was all the way it felt absolutely fucking amazing! I’ve never felt so full, but in a good way. The younger one started to fuck me again, while the older one kept still, and he kept building up speed, until I could feel that he was going to cum - and when he did he had the loudest orgasm! He came a bucket, too - I could actually feel it inside me, which is unusual for me. Once he came, he softened and pulled out, and his partner and I went at it, with me riding him until he came a couple of minutes later. It felt absolutely amazing! Some of the cum escaped my ass when he pulled out, but the younger partner pushed it back in with his fingers. I could still feel some running down my leg, though! I hadn’t cum yet, and though I rarely top, I was so hard from the DP fuck I had just had, the younger of the couple bent over and let me fuck him. I didn’t last very long, but I left a big load inside of him! After I’d cum, we made out a little bit more, chatted a bit, made out some more, chatted a bit more, but then I had to head home. I had an amazing evening, and let them know I’d be up for a repeat some time.

Well let’s see if you guessed right….

On second thought, it just hit me (an hour later) that I know exactly who the mystery man in the middle of the theatre really is. And I'm not telling! 😉🤣

I love a pre-loaded hole to felch out and then I can refill it

Since glory holes are usually in short supply, I consider them "use it, or lose it." If I'm sitting or kneeling at a glory hole, I'm willing to service pretty much any cock that's offered. If, however, one comes along that doesn't pass the smell test or I want to pass for some other reason, I'll get up and take a break, walk around, find a different spot, and hope the "weird guy" doesn't follow me. The exception to that is if someone wants me to do something I'm not into -- like trading blow jobs. If I guy wants to suck me, I'll just sit back until he puts his cock back through or leaves. I think the main thing is just be respectful of those around you and don't hog the glory hole if you're not getting what you want.

For me it’s incredibly hot when I meet a top on one of the apps and finally agree to give him my ass. The whole trip to his place knowing that I already consented to being used as he pleases even though he’s a total stranger really turns me on, regardless of how the hook up ultimately turns out.

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.

Pozzed Cheerleader I was a male cheerleader for a Big10 school. Yeah, the rumors are true. We get a lot of sex with the female cheerleaders. We do spend a lot of time with each other, but we also get a lot of attention from the alumni, especially the older men who think we are male dancers. Honestly, I don’t mind they tuck more than a few bucks when we entertain at alumni dinners, tailgating and some sideline visits. What I was not ready for was the dropping of room cards and near constant invites. George was in his 50’s played QB for us in back in the 80’s and there had always been rumors that he was gay even back in his playing days. I was still surprised when we were in one of the tunnel bathrooms when he felt me up and tucked a hundred dollar bill and his room key card into my jock inviting me to his room at midnight in uniform with the promise of two more just like it just for showing up. I had been letting my roommate suck my cock since the beginning of the year. So gay sex was not new to me, but i was not sure what George wanted from me. The promise of $200 just for showing up was too good to pass up. We lost the game that day. So, I knew the party scene was going to be lame that night. So my excuses were slowly disappearing for not meeting George. My girlfriend wanted to go to the Alpha house, most of the black football players belonged to the Alpha’s. I got along with them all, but I think she was going more for the bbc than anything else. That is another story and a different forum. I let her go with her friends. I showered in the locker room. I shuck my uniform out in my gym bag as we are only allowed to wear it outside for sanctioned events. It was still early so I went to some parties and nothing caught my fancy, and that $200 extra was already burning a hole in my pocket for some stuff for school. I decided to go for it. I made my way to the Union Hotel where all the “special” alumni stay for games. I avoided some people I knew by taking the stairs and I figured it would give me an opportunity to slip back into my cheer uniform. George’s room was on the top floor the 5th. I slowly made my way up the stairs. I was walking up to this room when I noticed one of my cheer teammates ahead of me walking up to the door. I had long suspected he was gay, and this just proves. I had justified my being there as “gay for pay”. I was sure he was there for his love of cock. I was about to be proved so wrong. I motioned to Jamie, and he hesitated when he knocked on George’s door. I told it was cool. I was here for the same thing. He smiled and said he knew it. I was a little taken aback. No one had ever, to my knowledge, thought I was a faggot. George swung open the door and there were 3 other mostly naked men in his suite with ages ranging from mid-30’s to early-50’s most I recognized from the football wall of fame in the fieldhouse. One was the school’s all-time leading rusher Javon, I should leave their last names out. The other was an all-American DB Mike and a guy that went pro on the defense Dan. There were 4 guys in the room, 2 black and 2 white and me and Jamie. Jamie and I were in the center of all the guys, George still had his pants on with a wife-beater T, but everyone else were down to the t-shirts and shorts or jocks. George took $500 from his wallet and took $300 and motioned to Jamie that it was his and the rest was mine. George laughed and said the “straight” one was cheaper. The whole room laughed at me, but my cock just got harder. I knew my erection was visible to everyone in the room. Our uniforms really did not leave much to the imagination. George told us to do a cheer for the room. So Jamie and I looked at each other and without saying a word broke into a cheer. We chanted and gyrated into our little dance movements in the little space we had in front of our all-male half-naked audience. Once we were done. George ordered us to take our bottoms off and do it again. We pulled off our shoes, socks, pants, but were told to leave our jocks on. We, again, did another cheer for the guys, who by now were pulling out their flaccid cocks. I felt a pull on my leg by a pair of dark hands while Jamie was being dragged down by a now naked George and Dan. It was then that I saw the biohazard tats on both George and Dan. I thought it was off that they each had the same tat, but then I saw the same on Javon and Mike. Jamie was on his knees in no time sucking George then Dan and I soon found myself doing the same for Javon and Mike. I had never sucked cock before, but had been sucked. So, I just did what I thought I would like and in no time I had two very hard black cocks trading spots in my all-to-eager mouth. While I switched back and forth between Mike and Javon. George slipped in behind me and started to rim my virgin ass. I love having my ass ate. My girlfriend would do it from time to time, but not often enough for me. George had me moaning in no time. He started fingering my hole. He had large QB hands, and I felt every knuckle of his index finger in my ass. Jamie was still devouring Dan’s huge cock. When Mike pulled away from me and got behind Jamie and began to rim and finger his ass. Dan and Javon moved side-by-side on the couch pulling Jamie and I along with them. So we could keep sucking their oversized cocks. Dan was nearly 9inches of thick white steel. Javon was a heavy 8inch black rod, George was a good 7inch and Mike had 8.5 of thick dick. I knew I was going to get fucked by all of them. I just wanted George to go first. The room was moving so fast. It felt like a moment ago I was on the football field and now I am here on my hands and knees next to a teammate sucking an alumni cock just boefore we are both about to get fucked. Myself for the first time. George got up and grabbed what looked like lube and a small brown bottle from next to the bed. He smeared my ass with the lube and held the open brown bottle under my nose telling me to breathe deep. I was euphoric. I felt his cock as my hole. I was straight, I was gay for pay. “I am, we are going to knock up your virgin ass today boy” George snickered. I was not sure what he meant, but I played along. “Yeah QB breed my hole knock my virgin ass up with your powerful seed” I breathed as he slowly slipped the head of his tainted cock in my now deflowered ass. Jamie, knowing the terminology far better than I did, was struggling, but they held that bottle under his nose and soon Dan had sunk his fleshy man pole into Jamie’s bottom. Jamie was along for the ride. More to Cum I like hot chat and phone hit me up Joey

My partner (52/23) and I have a place at Sawmill where we weekend. It’s the top-rated gay camping resort near Tampa. It’s also a fuck fest. At midnight last night, about 75 guys were fucking on “the trails” which are paths through a woods, with gathering areas by structures with sawhorses, fuck benches and gloryholes. tonight, The Garage (a large indoor leather play space with benches, slings and gloryholes) is open after midnight with prolly 200 horny men there to get off. They also have foam parties with a hundred guyswhere I’ve seen my boys take 20 loads in 2 hours. Big fun, if you ever get a chance to come. I have stories for days… but, this isn’t about that. Last night, as our squad was about to depart my rv for the trails, a friend asked: when I’m in a chair at a gloryhole and guys step up who don’t interest me, what is glory hole etiquette? How do I graciously pass? my answers were more funny and salty than helpful lol. I’m a total dom top dad who may suck one of my boys now and then, but I never work a gloryhole. but… I told him I know a forum full of cocksucking whores who’d gladly weigh in lol… and go!

Got diagnosed and treated for Syphilis first time in January 2022. After a week at Inn Leather FTL. Dude that fucked me in the sling in my room told me, he had a trick tell him he couldn't play because of S. I assumed that meant the pig got tested too. I got homo on Wednesday. Thursday, dude I hung out with in FTL texted that he just tested positive for Covid. I called my Docs office to schedule STI lab work. Tuesday, Docs office called to say my blood work showed syphilis. I had no symptoms except really tired and no appetite, which I thought was Covid-19. Immediately got shots treatment like a lot of shots, 4CC of penicillin for 3 weeks. Just did follow up test yesterday(May '22) to make sure treatment was effective.

No other position gets as deep as getting fucked in a sling. When tops are fucking too shallow I can grab their hips and ram their dick deep as I need. Slings also maintain stamina and allow me to go for hours. They also objectify the bottom as a tool for use by the top. In most cases I’ll refuse to get railed anywhere besides a sling.

I'm late to this great story but I've caught up. A rite of passage to be part of the brotherhood is something quite a few guys want to achieve. Free from the angst and worry of waiting for test results. At least Neil knows his status and that's a turn on for me and I could almost feel the relief and freedom when he was told. Free to enjoy himself with those who enjoy giving and receiving toxic loads

The pursuit of novelty has been a major driver of modern human evolution. With that said, not everyone prefers novelty to regular partners. Often the sex will improve and even become more adventurous over time with the familiarity and safety.

I agree- for just basic fucks - random Annon fucks add hotness to it all (love blind folds or dark rooms at the baths) … and love hotel sex but when exploring my fetishes (especially Dom sub activity) you need a certain amount of trust built up on both sides and then playing with the right fb it can get hotter every time

I've been patiently waiting so you've made my day. Yet another brilliant chapter leaving much to the imagination while still maintaining me in suspense. Will commonsense prevail with Alex or will he be subjected to some form of drug? If that's the case then I hope "The Cavalry" quickly come to his aid and finally destroy Felipe's hopes of chances of progressing his evil desires. Bring it on, please

Let me tell you about the time I drove from upstate NY to Colorado with one of those in my ass... On second thought, don't. That's one of the experiences I'd just as soon forget. Even if it does make a good story. Yes, that really happened.

I like both, but if I could only have one it would be random strangers. They still count as a condom stranger if it has been long enough between fucks that you don't remember them, right?

Definitely no hands on my cock. The cocksukker can cup and stroke my balls but I only want his mouth on my shaft. I want him to use his throat and tongue to make me cum plus I don't want his hand round my shaft to control the throat fuck - I decide how deep I go and whether I cum balls deep in his throat or in his mouth over his tongue.

I downloaded Grindr this morning i thought o what the heck . Last time i was on it 3 months ago it was a bunch of fake profiles and i mean every single profile was fake chat bots. I logged in now and most profiles now looked real . So this guy send me a message. . He looked like a model . I thought definitely fake profile. This is too good to be true . ! Latino tall 6'5 , Model type kind of guy extremely hot and i mean extremely gorgeous and amazing HUGE thick dick , like 9 in half and thick . We started talking and the conversation was normal not like a chatbot . He told me i live down the street from you in the ghetto apartments i berly moved in 2 weeks ago and i don't know anybody. I was like oh dam all this sounds like a dream come true . And i told him why u came to live to this ghetto area of east los Angeles? And he was like it's all i could find at a reasonable price he then told me i lived in Puerto Rico . He then asked me if I wanted to meet up right now . ? I told him i need to get ready give me 2 hours then I'll send u a message when I'm ready. ? He was like ok and gave me his number it had a Puerto Rico zip code. So i was like oh dam he wasn't lying he did live in Puerto Rico ! So i got ready deep cleaned enema , my ass was already waxed so my hole is nice and pink and smooth. I have a round bubble butt which it took me 3 years of hard work at the gym to get it looking like this . And i have a small waist and I'm short I'm 5'5 and blonde and blue eyes and slim I'm ok average looking I guess . So i once i was ready i sent him a message and he told me meet me at the corner liquor store. So i walked there which is literally a 2 min walk and i text him im here and he stopped responding. I was there waiting.... And then at that moment i thought dam i knew it was fake and the Puerto Rican area code ? How could I be so stupid!! I was just ready to walk home when he came . My mouth dropped open. He was even better looking in person i have never ever in my life seen a person this beautiful and gorgeous . And he was so tall ! I told him why u made me wait 10 mins ? And he was like i was embarrassed to meet you . . Then he was like let's go in the liquor store and get something to drink. We got beer . I told him my sister is at my place ughh so we can't go there . He was like it's fine i live alone let's go to my place. We get to the apartments. And it was sooo embarrassing all the neighbors that know me they saw me walking wit him with a case of beer and goin with him in his apartment. And i mean so many neighbors that know me and are very nosy saw me wit him they were all outside , i know sooner or later they gonna interrogate me haha cuz they gonna know what I'm doing with the new hot neighbor . So we get to his apartment. We started drinking a bit but not a lot cuz we didn't want to get wasted . And we started making out then he started eating me out like crazy devouring my hole like it his last meal . I then started sucking him off . Oh dam his big Puerto Rican dick was so fkn huge 9.5 and thick and his balls were the size of golf balls . I had a hard time deep throating him but i managed to do it i ain't the type to back down from a challenge. Then he put me doggy style and stared eating me out again this time i was sniffing my poppers so i was in heaven. Then i felt it the tip of his big dick head rubbing against my hole and BAM he went in raw no lube only spit . I took a huge sniff if my poppers to help me open up. He was all the way in and he stood there without moving for a bit so i could get used to it . Once the pain went away he stared going in slowly then picking up the pace . Till he was pounding HARD and i mean SO HARD and deep he was rearranging my insides ! He also stood rock hard ! Never got soft . . He was hitting all my right spots i was in heaven it felt Soo fkn good. He did me missionary, i rode him we did it every single position u can think off till he came in me so deep . He filled up my guts with so much creamy cum . He left me leaking so much. He then fucked me another 2 times. . Right now here as I'm writing this it's already 10 pm and he told me be ready at 2 am when I get out of work and i don't want no for an answer . He's like at 2 am I'ma be out of work and I'm not gonna shower and i didn't wear deodorant so I'm all musky and i want u to smell my sweaty dick then I'm going to fuck u till morning. I am soo ready 2 am is just a few hours away!! I just love how he's so controlling with me oh also i forgot to mention im 29 and he's 35 older just how i like them haha . Well anyways i just hope my ass can handle cuz he already told he's gonna be fucking me every single day 7 days a week since we basically neighbors.

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.

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 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

Chapter 16- Prom Night, Part 3 The only sound in the dim motel room was the heavy breathing of two teenage boys. Brian slowly pulled his dick out of Jake’s cummy ass. As he fell over onto his back next to his boyfriend, his semi-hard cock made an audible slapping noise as it bounced off his body in the otherwise quiet room. Brian was physically exhausted and could barely catch his breath. It was like the nervous feeling resulting from what he just done had knocked the air out of him. Neither boy said anything. The sense of sadistic power that had come over Brian just a few moments before was quickly wearing off, being replaced by feelings of guilt and dread. Brian hated himself in that moment; once again he had done something so reckless, so deplorable to the boy who he had fallen deeply in love with. He kept searching for words, and he just couldn’t find any. “Jake…” Brian said meekly. Jake didn’t respond immediately. Brian hesitated. Before another word could be said, Jake got up from the bed and walked naked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door. With his mind hurricane of emotions, Brian couldn’t grasp how long Jake had been in the bathroom. Had it been just two minutes, or twenty, or an hour. Brian kept searching for what to say. “Sorry” felt too small. “Forgive me” felt like it had been said too many times in this relationship already. More than anything, Brian wanted to say “Do you hate me now? ‘Cause I hate myself for what just happened.” It had been a really long day already for both of them. All of the stress of preparing for prom, and then getting there and coming out to the world. Not to mention the dancing, some booze, the intense sex. You would have thought Brian would be wide awake as he processed these feelings, but lying their alone, in the dark motel room, the exhaustion caught up to him and he started to doze off. …. Jake locked the door behind him as he went into the bathroom. He leaned on the short vanity to keep himself upright, his wrestler’s arms flexing in the mirror as he leaned into the reflection, seemingly looking for that version of himself to advise him on how he should feel right now. He loved Brian. He had forgiven him for cheating on him, and for allowing himself to get pozzed. No- for seeking it out and doing it intentionally. He had gotten past all of that. But now he was worried he had made a mistake. When he thought about what might come next- being infected with HIV, he thought he was going to be sick. He got down on his knees in front of the toilet, naked and still covered in sweat. He could feel some of Brian’s toxic cum slowly oozing out him in that stance, but after a moment and some reassurance that he wasn’t going to vomit, at least not immediately, he sat down on the floor, back against the wall. He put his head into his hands and closed his eyes. He searched his mind for emotions, and yet they were hard to make out. He was having a lot of trouble deciding if he was pissed at Brian or not, and how worried he actually even was, if at all. His toughts flashed between anger, longing, acceptance, hatred, relief. He started breathing in and out slowly, trying to calm himself down. He began to search harder for how he felt. Finally, he made a decision about how to move forward. …. Brian woke up with one of Jake’s strong hands around his skinny neck, his body straddled over Brian’s. He had a split second of panic flash across his eyes, but then realized where Jake’s other hand was- gripping Brian’s cock tightly, jerking it back into shape. Brian laid there, prone and on his back. There was just enough light coming in from the parking lot for him to look Jake deep in the eyes and try to determine what clues they could give him. He couldn’t quite interpret what he was seeing, but his best guess was… lust? Jake quickly got Brian’s cock hard again, and guided the tip of it back to his still cummy hole. As soon as he got it lined up, he impaled himself back on his boyfriend’s toxic dick. This was not a gentle fucking- Jake was proving he could be a great power bottom if he wanted to. He kept one hand locked around Brian’s neck, and moved the now-free hand to Brian’s abdomen, pushing down hard to give himself needed balance as he forcefully slid up and down Brian’s shaft. Brian was content to let Jake use him in this moment. The scene was intensely hot, but Brian was now becoming overcome by different emotions than before- relief being primary among them, but also hesitation. He worried about if Jake was thinking straight; Brian had a hard time wrapping his head around the idea that Jake could maybe be feeling that unexplainable desire to get pozzed up that he had had. But he was in no position to stop Jake now, so he lie on the bed, limp except for the rock hard cock that was getting vice gripped by his boyfriend’s tight hole each time he slammed back down onto it balls deep. Neither one of them said a word as Jake continued riding Brian’s cock. Having cum not too longer before, Brian was lasting an impressively long time, and Jake had discovered the perfect position for making Brian’s 7.5in cock hit his prostate. He was feeling an intense sensation with every movement on Brian’s dick. Nothing in his life had ever felt this good. The bed was rocking hard and squeaking loudly now as the varsity wrestler pinned his nerdy boyfriend down and took him for a ride. Eventually Brian lifted his legs, planted his feet on the bed, and started thrusting his hips up into Jake, creating an even better angle for his long cock to reach new depths. When Jake first met Brian’s up-thrust with a down-thrust of his own and felt the pleasure rocket through him even more intensely, his cock erupted all over Brian’s stomach, chest and face. That caused a chain reaction as Brian’s balls released another big load of toxic cum deep inside of Jake. Jake removed his hand from Brian’s neck, lifted himself up off of his cock, and laid down next to Brian. He pulled Brian over on top of him, his cum now squishing between their hard torsos as their bodies pressed together. He wrapped his arms around Brian and gave him a deep kiss, and then said “I love you”. “I love you too, and I’m so sorry” Brian replied. “It’s okay” Jake followed up quickly. They made out for a while longer before collapsing in utter exhaustion onto the bed, holding each other close as they fought to keep their eyes open and locked on each other. Jake fell asleep quickly, but this time Brian wasn’t counting sheep just yet. He admired Jake’s sweaty and cum-covered body, his disheveled hair, his gorgeous toned muscles and cute boy-like face. He knew he was the luckiest guy in the world, and there was no way he deserved this. Eventually Brian got up to go to the bathroom. He closed the door and looked at himself up and down in the mirror, before realizing there was what appeared to be a small amount of drying blood on his cock. And then he looked down at the sink. Jake had known they were going to spend the night here, so of course he had brought a toothbrush. But this one was sitting on the side of the sink- bristles soaked red with blood. …. After a long time gathering his thoughts and emotions, Jake had made a decision before he left that bathroom earlier- he wasn’t going to leave this motel room neg.

Pozzed Cheerleader 2 “Yeah QB breed my hole knock my virgin ass up with powerful seed” I breathed as he slowly slipped the head of his tainted cock in my now deflowered ass. Jamie, knowing the terminology far better than I did, was struggling, but they held that bottle under his nose and soon Dan had sunk his fleshy manpole into Jamiee’s bottom. Jamie was along for the ride Pozzed Cheerleader 2 Jamie took Dan’s 9inch pole like a champion. I never saw a cock that big in person. George had about half his cock in my hole while Dan continued to sink his monster into Jamie. Javon held the brown bottle under my nose while George sank his cock into me. I could feel his wiry pubes on my bare ass. Jamie was starting to think clearly again and he muttered, “they are trying to poz us!” But Mike stuffed his cock back into his mouth and made him inhale deep off of the brown bottle. I did not know what Jamie meant. So I played along. I looked back at George without letting Javon fall out of my “gay for pay” mouth. Wtih my eyes, I begged him to fuck me. George did not care what I thought. He was going to fuck me whether or not Icared or wanted him to do it. He would pull nearly all the way out and drive back in all the way into the hilt. My cock was rock hard. I wanted to jerk off, but my hands were busy holding myself up sucking Javon’s cock while George brutally fucked me. Dan was fucking Jamie just as hard. Right next to me. Being very vocal. Jamie was sucking Mike’s huge black cock. When Javon said it was his turn. He switched with Dan and Mike switched with George. I went from sucking black cock to being fucked by one. Mike was bigger than George, but all he did was spit on his cock and pushed into me. I lowered my mouth onto Dan. The fight in Jamie was just about all gone. I was not sure what it was all about, but he was eagerly sucking George and taking Javon’s dark meat. Jamie and i were fucked by the two dark gods for what seemed like forever. My knees were beginning to hurt from the rug burns. Javon said he wanted to switch with Mike and offered us to get on the bed. Without ever pulling off of their cocks they lifted us both and took us to the bed then they switched. While Dan and Geroge switched too. Dan got behind me and took over fucking my ass. He rolled me onto my back and I guess he thought I was ready for him since I had gone up from George to Javon and now to the biggest in the room. Again, all I got for extra lube was spit. h/e stretched my ass wide. I could feel it tearing almost, and he went deep. I had tears in my eyes. He must have got off seeing the pain that I was in cause he drove his massive cock deep in my ass. When he did that I came without my cock. “Looks like we have another true bottom boy here, George.” Dan quipped, “you know how to pick them.” He continued, “We are going to knock you up and then use you to spread it across campus.” I was still unsure what he meant, but Jamie finally back to reality but too far lost in lust for huge cock to care. I will admit. I was too far gone in cock lust to care either for that matter. My own girlfriend could walk in and I would beg Dan to keep fucking me. Javon and Mike were taking turns fucking Jamie each power fucking him 10 to 15 thrusts each then switch. George was at the head of the bed slowly stroking his cock just waiting his turn somewhere. Dan was getting close to cumming, he began to hold up his stroke in my ass. I could feel his large cock pulsing in me. He was breeding me. He was knocking me up as they were saying. Dan roared and said, “take my poz seed slut, after tonight you are no longer ‘gay for pay’ but poz no woman will want you!” It was then that it hit what they all meant. What the biohazard tats all meant. Javon unloaded in Jamie. Pozzing his negative cunt as well. Dan’s cock still huge, but finally retreating from my used ass. He grabbed a champagne glass and held it under my slit and caught as much of his tainted seed as he could. Mike moved Javon out of the way before Jamie could push any of his tainted load out. When Dan was done I could see a glass half full of pink sperm. Where they had made me bleed from my first time fucking. George took it from his hand and forced me to drink about half of it. He ordered me to hold it in my mouth and kiss and give it to Jamie. I kissed Jamie, my first ever man-to-man kiss. I pushed my load into his mouth and he took it all. He swished it around in his mouth like mouthwash swallowed some and with me still on my back. He spit the rest back into my mouth. I swallowed it. Mike was now cumming in Jamie with a loud grunt. Leaving George the only one at this time who has not cum. h/e got between my legs and lined up his 7inch cock with my well fuck hole and plunged in as deep as he could. He jackhammered my ass for a good 5 minutes before he blew his tainted load in me. George withdrew his deflating cock from me. All four of them left the bed to Jamie and I to wallow in their leaking jizz, tainted and poz jizz. Jamie pulled me up onto all four’s and licked and ate my ass. My cock got rock hard. I thought of fucking him, but he pushed me down on the bed. “I am going to blow my last negative load in your straight ass” he snarled into my ear and to the cheers of George, Dan, Mike and Javon. His barely 6 inch cock squelched right into me. He pounded me hard like he was taking something out on me. He slammed his cock into me one final time and came in me. HE fell across my back and said, “you are the bottom’s faggot the only way you’ll cum tonight or ever is by your own hand or with a cock deep in your slutty hole.” I hoped he was wrong, but I did just cum again with him pounding me. More to Cum love the great feedback And the hot chat keep it up And I will keep you up Joey

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...cont Paul dropped my legs and got up. He grabbed his phone and said. Spread for me one more time babe. I ignored him and he grabbed my left leg and pulled it roughly, exposing my hole. The flash was shocking and my swirling head finally focused. "That was fucked up Paul. I didn't consent to that." "Unless you want me to pull into your driveway right after your wife gets home, you're about to start consenting to more dick." I couldn't deal with the bigger issue. I just pictured Paul talking to my wife and everything else faded away. "What do I have to do?" "Only indulge your deepest desires for once. Some acquaintances of mine are going to stop by and dump more semen in you." ... "Just have fun," he said as he stroked my cum coated cock hard. "Fuck it." I said. He started texting or whatever and told me to take a shower so I was ready for "the guys". I took a long hot shower, alternating between being extremely horny and horrifying ashamed at what was happening. Eventually Paul called out for me and I saw two strangers in my bedroom. I glanced out the window and there was a rav4 and a Harley--a fucking Harley--parked out front. One house over and across the street was the nosiest neighbor. How on earth would I explain this? One of them looked like, well, a biker. Big moustache and as I looked at him he took his penis out of his jeans. It was big. The other guy didn't fit the same mold. White guy, maybe early 30s. I never caught their names. The biker sat on the bed, pulled his jeans to the floor and motioned me over. I sucked him as well as I could, which wasn't very well. But nobody was here for a blowjob and soon he had me lay on the edge of the bed with my legs on the floor. He grabbed some lube and penetrated me in one long slow motion. I cried out, sore from Paul's fucking and this guy's cock was thicker. He started fucking me and I was doing whatever I could to take it. I realized that Paul had flipped the lights on. I looked over and saw that he was filming on his phone. Jesus. The other guy had his cock out and was stroking hard. I was relieved that he was smaller than both of these guys. The biker started pumping faster, and started talking dirty. All about how I was his slutty married bottom who couldn't wait for his load. I started joining in. "Fuck my slutty ass. I need your load. Shoot it in deep." The younger guy couldn't take it anymore and shot his cum on me, matting my hair and making my neck sticky. This set off the biker who grabbed my shoulders as he started busting in me. .... To be continued

PART ONE: Saturday When my girlfriend said her brother had got us 4 tickets to see the Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras, I wasn't particularly thrilled by the prospect. I'd always been keen to see the Mardi Gras at some stage but the size of the crowd with COVID still around, I was a bit unsure. James' boyfriend David had got us tickets, David was a good 15-20 years older than James and always seemed to be able to get stuff, I didn't really care to know how but Kate was pretty suspicious of him and his motives. All I knew was that we'd all be staying at his luxury apartment afterwards on Sydney Harbour and then we'd make our way home to our little flat the next day. I could tell the atmosphere was tense between them as we met, David kept saying about how he wanted them to go a special party afterwards and that it'd bring them closer together but James said it was too big a step and would rather spend time with his sister. I just did my best to keep out of it. Once the parade finished, we went to a bar nearby & had a few drinks. I ended up spending most of my time talking to David because Kate & James kept looking daggers at him. He seemed a good enough guy and I didn't really see what their problem was. After a few drinks though, I'd decided I'd had enough and wanted to head back to the apartment. David asked if I wanted to join him instead but I said that it wouldn't be my place & I didn't want to offend anyone. "You're a good boy, I'll catch you later on" he said as he rustled my hair and gave me the passcode so I could get in. I looked around for Kate & James to say goodbye but they were nowhere to be found. I'd been crashed out in the spare bedroom for a few hours when my briefs were slowly pulled down & removed. Kate always got horny when she was drunk & it was one of her favourite ways to wake me up, and of course, it was one of mine too! I just lay back with my hands behind my head, loving the sensation when a finger was slipped inside my arse. I opened my eyes with a shock and could see in the darkness an unmistakeably male figure at the end of the bed. I think the movement shocked us both as he roughly & quickly pulled his finger out. "David....is that you?!" "Yeah mate...I'm sorry.....I just came home so horny and seeing you laid out on the bed like that, it was too good an opportunity to pass up." "Yeah...but I'm straight...I've never wanted to do anything with a guy before." "You don't have to....just let me suck your dick...no obligations.....and I won't tell anyone if you won't" With an offer like that, I was hardly gonna refuse was I? "OK sure." and I let him go back to sucking me. He slipped his finger inside my arse again & once again, it hurt so much that I was squirming on his finger, trying to get it out. "I can get some of my lube if you want? It'll make it a lot easier and it's such a great sensation." I quickly agreed and he came back a couple of minutes later, with a small plastic syringe that he put just inside my arsehole and then I felt a cool sensation from the lube. "There's a good boy..." I could hear him mumble under his breath and soon after, my dick was back in his mouth and his finger pushed into my arse a lot easier. He was jerking my cock with one hand as he sucked and he slowly started to work a second finger inside my hole. He'd been fingerfucking me for a couple of minutes and it felt amazing but it wasn't intense enough for me and I could feel my arse crying out for more. "David....can I ask you for something, but you mustn't tell anyone." He took his mouth off my dick, "Sure my boy, what is it?" "I want you to fuck me...I need it so bad. It's like my arse is on fire." "Well, I'd better give it what it needs then. Only thing is though, because I've been seeing James I don't have any condoms...is that OK?" "Yeah...I don't care, I just want you inside me." Through the dim light, I could see him smile down at me as he removed his shirt, exposing his manly hairy chest. I could also make out some tattoos on his arms which made him look even sexier. On removing his jeans, I could see that he'd gone commando for the night and a hard cock of what must've been about 8 or 9 inches stood out from his hard body. He pulled something out of his jeans pocket and put it next to my legs as he moved between them, opening them even more. I did the best I could to try to shuffle down to his dick and he pushed his two fingers deep inside me, fucking me again as he gave me instructions. "You're a very impatient one! You've definitely never been with a guy before?" I shook my head. "So what I want you to do, is take 2 deep sniffs in each nostril from this bottle I'm gonna give you after I have a go OK. It's your first time so it's going to hurt, but between this & the lube it'll make it a lot easier." It was an empty feeling as he pulled his fingers out of my arse and it hurt again but I could hear him take 4 sniffs from the bottle and he pressed it to my hand. I could feel his cockhead against my arsehole as I took my hits from the bottle, trying to do it roughly the same length of time as David. It was a mixture of nervousness & excitement as I took the hits, I couldn't wait to have his cock in me, but how much was it going to hurt? I'd only just screwed the lid back on the bottle when I found out as he pushed his cock deep in my arse. I felt like screaming, whether it was for joy or pain I couldn't tell you, but it was such an incredible feeling to have that need in my arse being sated. Even if I wanted to scream I couldn't though, as David & myself were making out like we'd been lovers all our lives. Apart from silly pecks on the lips with friends, I'd never kissed a guy before and the feeling of his beard against my mouth was incredible. That. combined with his cock driving hard up my arse had me feeling better than I ever had before. It was like something had been unlocked, I had no inhibitions and I was made to have cocks up me. I had my legs wrapped round David and was pulling him as close to me as I could. I think any closer he'd be the other side of me but I just wanted his dick as deep in me as possible. "I knew you'd be perfect for me the moment I laid my eyes on you. Did you want me to make you my boy forever?" he grunted in my ear. I groaned that I did. "I don't want you to do that, I want you to tell me, tell me that you want your daddy's load and that you wanna be converted." Was he crazy? There was nothing that I wanted more than to have a cock inside my arse at all times. I knew now what my arse was made for. "Please convert me Daddy, I want your load so much!!!" I screamed out. He grabbed both my cheeks with one hand and said "Welcome to the club" and he kissed me hard & deep as I could feel his cock flood my arse with cum. "God there's nothing like converting a straight guy," he said smiling at me as we kissed. I'd never felt so good before, I wasn't sure whether I was in love with David, but I was definitely in love with having dick up my arse so I guess I was truly converted! It was such an empty feeling when his cock softened and fell out of me. He moved to the side and gently pinning me as we kissed deeply, slowly worked three fingers inside me. It made me feel right again. "I just wanna make sure it takes," he whispered to me. I wanted it to take too so I could have this sexy man's cum inside me forever. I was squirming hard on his fingers, too hard as it turned out as I felt a sharp pain inside and I let out a short gasp. "Shhh...that's OK" he whispered. "It always hurts after the first time, but don't worry....there'll be plenty more times tonight for practice. There's my good boy..." I pulled him down into a kiss, letting him know that I was so glad there'd be more. My arse needed it & I needed it. END OF PART ONE

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Chapter 30 “. The Pig saw a Biohazard tattoo on him just above his cock. It also had two ‘ + ‘ marks next to it. He knew what the Biohazard meant but not the added plus signs. The guy went around behind the Pig and aimed is deadly pierced cock at his new target. One which would be feeling and remembering what he was about to do to it forever. The guy purposely missed the center of the hole and scraped the point along the opening of the Pig’s worn and sore gash. The pig moaned a weak “ Ouch “. By the time he did that cock of destruction was halfway in and the top was sawing it back and forth. The Piercings on the bottom of the cock were rubbing his hole raw, if that was possible. The guy had a breeding collar on also so when he went in balls deep it would poke and prick the entrance to the hole. The pain was bad but in his drugged state he kept arching his ass up to try to get more of the cock up his ass. The guy plowed the Pig for about 15 minutes and said he was about to cum. The Pig noticed that others were around him waiting their turn in the Pig’s wrecked ass. Even though in his drugged state he wanted more in his body, especially his ass didn’t want it to stop. The guy fucking him lunged forward, getting as much up the Pig’s cunt as he could and cut loose with a three-day load. The pig once again could feel the throbbing deep inside him and knew he was getting another tainted load. The guy pulled out and another guy stepped up to breed him. He had an average cock. At the same time a guy pushed his average cock pushed his cock in the Pig’s mouth. The Pig was getting spit roasted and he loved every part. The guy fucking his ass commented on the fact that his cunt was a cummy mess and it was loose. Another guy said “ I think that is the same ass that I fisted a few weeks ago “. The Pig heard this and vaguely remembered the stretching his ass got that time. The Pig was doing his best to suck the guy’s cock and get his cum load to drink. Both guys came at the same time filling both ends with more toxic cum. The rest of the night and next day was spent either bent over a bench or in the sling taking loads from strangers. He remembered a black guy with a nice size cock fucking the cum and piss out of his ass. He seemed to last forever and was constantly hitting his prostate. He shot more than a couple loads his well used cunt. He was aware of his surroundings, but it was like he really wasn’t there. It was the afternoon on the next day when he walked back to his hotel room. He wished he had taken a shower at the bath house because there was dried cum all over his legs and his underwear was sticking in his crack and every time he waked it would send a strange sensation into his body. His ass hole felt like there was something sticking in it when he moved. When he got to his hotel room he checked and his hole was tender and felt like it was open. He got into the shower and washed off. It took some time to get all the mess off him. When he came out he laid down on the bed and dosed off. He was awaken by a set of hands rubbing his ass. It was the guy that had meet him in his room after he checked in. The guy explained that he took the spare card so he could check on him after his time being a new bottom on ‘ Bug Night ‘. He said that he wasn’t sure how many guys loaded him but lost count at over 20 and probably lots more. He said that the drugs he was given were meant to get him hot to take everyone and not refuse anything but he didn’t expect to see the variety of drugs shot into him but that is what you get on ‘Bug Night”. The Pig said he remembered hearing that and asked what it meant. The guy said “ You didn’t read any of the posts for that place before you Went ‘? The Pig said no, He said “ I wanted to get out because I found out my wife has been cheating on me and wanted to have lots of fun “. The guy told him “ This weekend was listed on a couple apps as ‘ Bug Night ‘. Most everyone there had a bug to share and when there is new blood they usually get drugged and bred all night “. The pig realized what road he went down this weekend and it was one he couldn’t undo. He was feeling like crap and told the guy that. The guy said “ just wait”.

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I don’t feel the least bit guilty about refusing to suck a cock at a gloryhole considering I am not picky. I don’t care about the size of your cock or how grey your pubes are, cut or uncut it’s all good. I‘ve learned over my many years of kneeling at the glorious hole of cockdom that you just never know what guy is bringing until you have a taste. I love big shooters and a little cock is no indication of what kind of load he can deliver. One of tiniest cocks I ever sucked, the size of a pinky, leaked so much pre-cum it even satisfied my greedy cumdump nature and his load was just as terrific. Back to my original point, while I am not picky I have my limits. Funky smells and weird flavors have me backing off. I have no problem with natural man smells, I can live with sucking a cock that has been stewing in a pair jeans all day. What I can’t abide is a guy who can’t be bothered to wash himself on a regular basis. No thanks. I simply step away and allow another cocksucker to have a go. Some guys love the funk and stink a sweaty crotch can deliver. I think the general rule is no one is obligated to do anything. Both parties need to be paying attention. If one if the men isn’t feeling it then someone needs to move along. I feel like there is general consensus that it is up to the cocksucker to vacate if he’s not into the cock being offered up. Not fair! Try moving on to another hole. Am I wrong about this? By the way allow me to prattle on for a moment. When I was based in Seattle I practically lived at Club Z and Basic Plumbing. I sucked so much cock! Seriously I would spend hours doing my best to milk out loads. Of the hundreds of dicks I slobbered over I can only recall two I gave up on, not ones I refused to suck. One was a guy who insisted on a condom. That was a slog let me tell you especially considering my latex allergy. Yuck. The other is still a mystery to me. I was back in the dim gloryhole section at the Z when a guy stepped up to get blown. Of course I could not see all that well but I latched on and got busy. At first I could barely tell what I had in my mouth and as my tongue explored the mystery only deepened. I can’t describe accurately what his cock was like except to say it had the texture of both an avocado and a head of cauliflower plus the lumpiness of a bag of rocks. Very disconcerting!!! I had to disengage immediately.

At the Footy With My Neighbor (Part 5 of the "My Neighborhood Sex Club" series) by Hozzel A/N: Bit of a longer story here. Hope you like it. When Kelly returned home late in the afternoon I noticed her lovely thick platinum hair seemed somewhat disheveled. "How did you go?" I asked as she pushed past me. "How was golf?" An odor of sweat and vanilla perfume hovered behind her. "Bowling, dear," she said. "Pins and balls. It was great - several good strikes - but I'm actually a bit worn out." Golf and bowling were our private codes for "I'm going out to get laid" and "I'm going to do some laying myself." "Really? You worn out? How's Trevor?" "He was, shall we say, more enthusiastic than normal, but I had him huffing and puffing like a steam engine at the end." Three raised fingers indicated the number of times she made his dark muscular body jerk and his stiff cock shoot. Must have been some energetic sexual workout. My imagination raced. "Must've been a pretty good workout. How are your bowling balls?" She smiled at me. "I love that about the new you, Freak. Straight to the most important thing. My cock never wears out and my balls refill very quickly. You should know, hun!" She twirled and almost pranced into our snuggly home. My trans-sexual wife had a nice cock nestled beneath that loose short skirt. Two decades of hormone treatments had gifted her soft skin, feminine face and large tits, but weekly gym workouts had produced muscled shoulders, arms, legs, and very firm fuckable buttocks. Indeed I did know about her special super-power. Three or four separate loads in a row without going soft between was quite normal for my wife. I had known her to achieve twice that during an evening's joy. She claimed she could not go more than two days without having to cum, and normally she got off more than once a day, lately often with someone else. Many men thought she was a freak of nature but I thought she was exciting, all rolled into one beautify trans body. She pecked me on the cheek and her hand briefly fluttered at the bulge in my stubbies. She said, "What about you? Do anything interesting with this?" I gawked at her weakly smiling face and shrugged. "Hot today. Worked in the back yard." I took a gamble. "Worked in the back yard totally naked." She paused and grinned. "Naughty boy! I'm impressed, lover. But why are you dressed now?" Her eyes scanned me up and down and up. "I've always liked your bod." She reached down and touched the bulge again. "And I love this. You should make it more available to me." I almost giggled, and reached down to touch her. Our most important mutual sign of affection and commitment: hands obsessively on each other's significant parts. "You can have it whenever you want." "Didn't something else happen?" "Um, Peter came over," I admitted. "I can imagine what that dirty old man wanted with you." She smiled in a knowing manner. "Well, you know what he's like. He invited me to go with him to the football tonight. I'm leaving around six." Kelly flashed me an odd bemused look. She stopped rubbing and mock-pouted. "The footy? And he didn't ask me?" "He thought you might be going out tonight to the gym. Aren't you?" "Already got my workout so I wasn't planning on it tonight. I thought you and I might curl up later and... Anyway, it's okay. I'm having my hair done." "Again? Back to Clive's so soon?" Her brown eyes flashed like scintillating sparklets. "It'll be a surprise." Clive owned the Hair Wizard hairdressing and coffee salon. He was young, talkative, tall, thin, and, most importantly, a very naughty boy. I would not put it past Kelly to exhaust three different men in one day. She said, "I'll just get changed then I'll be off." I watched her long muscled legs as she headed toward the bedroom. I showered, shaved face and groin and cleaned out myself thoroughly, then popped a Cialis just in case shenanigans might happen at the football. Its affects would last for two days at least. Fun, here I cum! I changed into jeans and a t-shirt and soft shoes, went to the study, snapped on the computer and popped on a mindless game. Twenty minutes later Kelly came into the study and kissed me on the cheek. She wore a tight short red dress and fingered her leopard bag. Cleavage, protruding nipples, long legs, dark eyeliner and red eyelids made her look positively slutty and beautiful. "I'm off to see Clive. Have fun with Peter." She pecked me on the cheek, reached down and briefly touched my lap, then vanished before I could return the gesture and say goodbye. Half an hour later I trundled down our long gravel driveway and turned up at Peter's home next door. Nervously I knuckled his front screen. The front door swung open. The stocky older man wore a red, yellow and blue team shirt and knee-length cargo shorts. "Exactly on time," he observed and held the screen door open. "Through here." I had secretly hoped he might slam me against the entrance way hall and fuck me savagely as he had once before but, instead, we flew past the lounge, through a side door and into his spacious garage. Sleek, black, electric and cost a fortune. Peter pulled out the charging plug. The thick cable retracted to the wall. Bat-like doors swung up and we slipped into luxurious leather. He pressed a button and light flooded the garage from behind as the door rolled up. Another button and the dash lit. The car was clearly running but did not make a sound. He backed out of the driveway and we were off to the footy. We chatted while he drove to the Flinders football stadium on the north edge of the city, mostly light talk about the teams and a recent movie. Then, "Here, give us your dick." That was Kelly's favorite phrase. I looked over at him like he was crazy and had asked the most wonderful thing possible at the same time. "Come on," he ordered, "get it out." I did as was told, unzipped my jeans, fished, and pulled out my floppy penis. He reached over, pushed my hand clear, and took hold of it. I looked about. The car's windows were tinted fairly dark so I hoped no one would see. He held my flaccid penis and began to rub the foreskin covering the tip with his thumb. "Your wife tells me you like this." I admitted, "Can't get enough. She says living with me is like constant foreplay." "Good. We'll get along great. I like to have my boys always ready." Boys, huh. I was nearly fifty, twenty years younger than this wonderful retired man and about thirty years older than Roger and Flynn. I had learned age didn't have a lot to do with it. Peter was just as hot and horny and capable as the rest of us. His sexual appetite and stamina seemed amazing. I felt a bit dizzy and realized the Cialis was working. My prick responded, quickly becoming stout and ready and eager. In fact, I became so hard I felt as if I might burst. He began to stroke and finger the solid length. I smiled and reached for his crotch. "Would you like to be sucked while you drive?" "Another time, slut, but thanks for the thought. Remember it." "What about the rule?" "I'm not saying no. Rain checks are permitted." Stadium parking swarmed with cars but Peter refused to release my hard cock. Groups crowded around the backs of their cars, sipping champaign or sizzling snags on a small BBQ. The Aussie Rules footy match always attracted thousands. He negotiated around past them, drove right up to the back of the stadium to a more secluded area, patted my stiff dick and said, "Put that away for now." The stadium swarmed with team colors: red and yellow and blue, and the gold and purple of the visiting interstate team. Peter's permanent seat turned out to be a private box area high in the members stand. The wide opening looked out over the crowd and side of the oval. He must have been a long-standing club member to have something like this. We yelled and screamed along with the crowd at every mark and each goal attempt, and hurled good-natured obscenities at the umpires if they made a call we didn't like. I admired the perfect muscled bodies in their loose or tight team jerseys and shorts as they ran and jumped and collided. I wondered how many of them partook in the same erotic fun as Peter and myself. I had no doubt some did. Visions swarmed in my imagination: I was pushed into the locker room and bred by a randy naked group. Woo-hoo! Just after the second quarter began, the visiting team kicked a six, putting them ahead. Peter yelled abuse at the umpire for not catching an attempted high tackle during a handball, then he leaned against me and said, "After that unworthy goal, I need some comfort." He placed my hand on his inner thigh and slid it tight up against his crotch. I held a substantial lump. "Keep it there," he ordered. I did not think anyone else could see so I began to massage his slowly expanding bulge while also pretending to watch the game. He glanced at me and laughed, "Glad I recruited you." As long as he did not attempt to publicly embarrass me, I would happily have fun with him however he wished. A couple of missed handballs, a throw-in, a long kick, the ball bounced off the point post, and I reached for Peter's zipper. Time to have some fun. He checked his watch and said, "Go get us a couple of beers, mate." "But I'll have to move my hand and I have plans for you." I started to pull the zipper down. He laughed. "You can blow me when you get back. You're on a mission now. Get 'em at gate 4. Take your time. And if you meet anyone, do whatever they ask without question." I shook my head in disbelief and made my way behind us through a door at the back of the box. Do whatever they ask? I felt set up, but in a good way. I scuttled down the passage to the long descending stairs. When I queued at the kiosk a familiar lanky young man slid up to my side and calmly took my arm. Dark tattoos ran on his bare arms. Black nails almost glowed. Raven hair hung over his ears and dark rimmed blue eyes laughed with seductive intent. "Hey, there." Gothic-looking Stan's mischievous smile lit a happy face. He wore a blue, red and yellow cheerleader's uniform: yellow-striped blue top V-cut almost down to his naval, flopsy red short skirt, knee-high red socks and blue sneakers. He looked almost like a skinny high-school cheerleader but I knew he aged twenty-something. From the outfit and the squirm and giggle I quickly deduced Stan was in his "Stacey mode". I instantly began to think of him as her. I said, "Hey, there, yourself. Didn't know you liked the footy." Stacey and I had played with each other at my first neighborhood sex club gangbang and also at the last one. Stan/Stacey was a gothic-looking gender-fluid marvel with small natural tits, a just-right-sized cock, and a sex drive that never quit. She sustained an erection after cumming, continued until she came again, and then again, as I had joyously discovered. I thought my wife was the only amazing one like that but Stacey proved me wrong. "Do you think you could help me with something, sir? I have an itch that I can't seem to reach. Master Peter said you're the best person to help me." I shook my head. What was going on? What was with the innocent act? "I'm on a mission for him right now." "Yes, you are, sir. I am your mission. You were told to do whatever I ask. I really need your help." I took a breath. "Well, actually I'm supposed to get..." "You were instructed to meet someone and do ask they ask. That someone is me." She grabbed my arm. "But..." "Come with me, pretty boy," Stacey urged with a wry smile. "You have a deep itch to take care of." Embarrassed by other people gawking, she dragged me around the corner, along a curving wall, then deep into a long, dark alcove which lead to closed cupboards beneath the stands. "Listen..." I stuttered. "I'm not sure this is a good place. We could be caught." "That makes this the most perfect place, sir. Remember: you have to do whatever I ask." "Yes, but..." "The Rule apples everywhere, not just at Pete's place." Right. Ok. Being caught was obviously insufficient reason to refuse. Besides, I had become intrigued, and my Cialis-fuelled twitching cock reminded me to always take the better offer. Stacey said, "My itch is deep and driving me nuts! You need to probe with something long and stout." Light blue eyes flashed mischief. "But ... here?" "Right here, sir." Her wiry body suddenly slammed onto me again, ramming my back onto the cool brick wall. I groaned and automatically reached around her waist. She writhed in my arms like an eager cat on heat. Insistent lips pressed. Tongue probed, found its target, slid and slipped, and danced with mine. I pulled back. "What if we're caught?" "They can join us." Her close face smiled with sinful intent. I felt her warm breath. "For fuck's sake, I'm old enough to be your father." Stacey literally pouted. "How's that a problem? I really need help, sir. Real bad." She took my hand and wickedly searched my face with big, dark-rimmed eyes. "Do you think I'm hot?" I blinked. If I refused, she might play up, might make considerable noise, would definitely report my failure to Peter. Refusal might mean expulsion. Maybe this encounter was a weird type of test. Feeling her firm body wildly pressing against mine, squirming with sexual anticipation, I admitted, "You're smoking hot." She snickered then pushed me harder against the cool wall. I felt the tight muscles of her flat toned stomach and her stout dick. Her arms circled then hugged me tight. Despite her feminine appearance, the person in my arms and hands oozed astonishing masculine sexual desire. Perfect kryptonite. "I'll tell you a secret. I've been wanting to fuck you again since last weekend." "You could have come over," I suggested. "I've got you right now and you need to help me. That's the only way to reach deep enough." I looked nervously down the dead-end passage. Anyone could walk past at any time and see me molesting the seemingly young woman. Or, rather, I hoped, she molesting me. Was this her thing? Sex with older men? Did she get off on the thrill of being caught? Was public sex her passion? Did she like to be watched? I suspected Stacey was as uninhibited as they come. "Hey!" I yelped. Grinning like a Cheshire cat, she grabbed my hand and pushed it up into her red skirt. My eyes widened when I felt the bare flesh of her thigh and then bare skin of her warm scrotum and hard penis. Commando has advantages. "You can feel my dick is already hard for you. That makes me very naughty, doesn't it?" Lower lip protruded. "I can't go back out there like this." "Oh, definitely not," I said with my own mischievous smile. "You're very naughty." "And naughty is the nicest thing, don't you agree?" Sniggering, she looked at me and eagerly snuggled her thighs against my hand. "Feel that?" She wriggled it between my fingers with passionate desire. Demanding tongue licked my lips, snaked between my teeth and urgently rubbed my own tongue. Lips sliding against mine, mewling into my mouth, she began to rhythmically push herself in my hand. Her own hands slid down my chest then further and unbuckled my belt. Breathing heavily, she zipped open my jeans then unhooked the clasp and pushed them down. Cool air sprinkled my hips. Cold brick spanked my naked rear. Impatient fingers grasped my suddenly freed erection. "Fuck..." I moaned. Ah, well, there's nothing like being sexually accosted. Stacey dropped to her knees. Her fingers brushed my engorged throbbing prick. She licked up and down the stem before taking the sensitive knob between her wet lips. She fondly kissed it then opened her lips wide and obscenely coated it with hot eager breath and wide tongue. Stacey dove and viciously sucked me into her oral cave. She began to pull and suck and almost gulp me into her throat. Her fingers fondled my sensitive balls. With skill she made my body jump and jerk and quiver. She knew what to do, exactly where to rub and tease, how to obtain any reaction she desired. She winced as a bare knee hit the cement but she sucked hard as if impatient. At the same time, she eagerly massaged my warm balls as if preparing the gooey seed inside for launch. "Oh, fuck," I moaned again, looking down at the mass of bobbing black hair. She was good, very good, and in moments she had me rock hard and quivering on the edge. The pleasure became staggering. She pulled back and fluttered her tongue, causing my entire body to cringe. "You're good!" escaped from my mouth. With a pop, she pulled off. "Great! Now I want to cum from you fucking me! Quick!" She stood, turned around, flipped her skirt up exposing narrow hips and a ripe ass. She pressed her firm smooth buttocks against me. My cock slipped beneath her balls and along side her own tumescent rod. She leaned forward, pushing trim arms straight, her palms slapped flat against the opposite brick wall. "Come on, get in me." "But..." "Get your dick the fuck in me! Now!" I pulled back, pressed my sensitive knob between her cheeks and against the tight pink flower. Impatient, she suddenly thrust back. Her experienced hole gobbled me whole and clamped tight. She was so slick no no lube was needed. With a gasping sigh, she moaned, "Oh...yes. Way better." She pushed back forcing me deeper. "You feel really good. Okay, now, get that itch. Fuck me!" Stacey had enthusiastically topped me at the neighborhood gangbang, but now she seemed to have become an aggressive bottom. Definitely a great big lump of green glowing kryptonite. She felt quite slick and I wondered if someone else had already provided the lube in a natural manner. "Haven't you been fucked today already?" I ventured. "Only once," she huffed as she began to move on me. I squeezed her tight round buns and pushed and pulled, matching each of her savage backthrusts. Immediately her breathing quickened to little grunts in time to playful spasms that rippled along my straining cock. I reached around and felt her own solid pole. Quite naturally I began to jerk it while she moved against me. "Come on, fuck me harder!" She slammed back against me, over and over, in complete control of the fuck. My butt battered the hard wall. I stood still, took it, and watched her tight bum as she fucked herself on me. The slick sensations further hardened my prong. When I began to move again, to return her thrusts with my own gentle pushes, she picked up speed. "Harder! Oh, fuck. Oh, yes. I love that! Won't be long. Oh, shit, yes. Oh ... fuck. This is great. You feel ... amazing! Your slutty cock is wonderful! So hard and long, I can feel it going deep. Oh, yes. That's it. Fuck my hole. Fuck my cunt! Smash me! Fuck me harder! Use your hand. That's right. You're hitting the right spot in there. I'm... I'm going to..." Her hands jumped and slapped the brick wall. She silenced her litany and concentrated on the delicious feelings as her body quivered in a fluidless prostate orgasm, an amazing type of orgasm I knew so well myself. I felt her tight anus firmly grab as if it did not want to ever let me go. I held on while she quivered and moaned. The moment she eased, she resumed twerking against me, forcing my cock to slide in ecstasy. "Fuck, yes! That's it! Hard! Fuck me hard! Smash me! Smash me! Oh, fuck! Keep going! Make me cum again so fucking massive!" Now caught in the sticky web of erotic sensations, oblivious to my surroundings, I grabbed her trim hips and pummeled. My hips slapped her rump as I forcefully fucked. My cock speared relentlessly. Strong sensations zapped through my entire switched-on body. Tingling pleasure quickly built in my swinging balls. I fucked hard, returning each of her solid backthrusts. When I dug my fingers into her pliant buttocks, she suddenly shoved back hard and yelled loud. Her powerful internal muscles and stomach clenched. Her back arched. I felt her next noisy orgasm take control of her entire beautiful body. In my fist I felt her cock spasm, felt as if she tried to shoot, felt sticky fluid between my rubbing fingers. Felt her orgasm take control of her entire youthful body. I thought I was good with prostate mini-orgasms but Stacey was clearly the supreme mistress. The crowd roared almost as if cheering us on. "Don't stop!" she panted and pressed against me. Her inner muscles danced around my cock. "Again!" Oh, yes, I knew she could, too. I slipped my free hand up her body, squeezed her nipple, and rammed back into her. "Ug! Fuck! Do it! Do it!" On and on I pounded, thrusting as fast as I could, slapping my hips against her shaking buttocks as I rammed my steel rod as deep as I could, feeling as if I was punishing with my stiff cock alone but knowing this was exactly what she wanted. On and on I fucked, all the while feeling her body shake in what seemed like a non-stop orgasm. On and on I rammed my electric cock in and out. I relished the fuck. I grunted with each savage push. I was there with her and she was here with me. "Fuck ... yes!" she yelled. "Oh, fuck! Keep going!" The crowd roared again as if they knew. I shuddered, slowed, and began to pull away, but she shouted, "I'm not finished!" She pushed back, slamming my rear and back against the wall, spurring me to continue. "More?" I gasped and shoved back. "Really?" She literally growled. I felt her clamp, felt the pressure of her firm anal walls slide along my juiced cock, felt her body shake with uncontrolled lust. Her tempo and loud moaning increased again. She bucked back on me. Her fingers dug into the brick wall. She and I fucked ecstatically, blissfully unaffected by the hollering crowd. All that mattered was our fucking. I pounded my cock deep into her and he pushed hard against me. Time contracted and flowed within extraordinary crazy bliss. "More," she panted and continued to move on me. "Don't you want to fuck me?" My eager anus tingled at the thought. Her solid cock in my hand pulsed as if it wanted to cum fully. "Later!" Stacey slammed back against me in our mutual opposing rhythm. "This is what ... I ... want ... right now. Come on, again! Fuckin' breed me. Oh, yeah, oh, yeah." Of course I could do her. I would make sure Stacey was fully filled and satisfied. That was all that mattered now. I felt powerful and I was going to fill her greedy guts and make her howl. Nothing else now mattered. I pounded into her and she slapped against me, driving my powerful cock in and out of her clasping rear. Her loud moaning ramped up further. She suddenly gasped and pushed against me hard, driving me deep into her body. I exhaled and momentarily released her steely cock. She snapped, "Don't let go!" I gripped again and allowed her juice to lube the wonderful friction. I could drive her wild, too. After a few exquisite minutes of furious fucking, the lightning sensations in my body finally forced me to burst. In a series of giant glorious spasms I grunted loud, shoved deep. My senses flamed with voracious desire. My balls contracted and my body begin to shake with earthquake intensity. I began to shoot into her. My legs shook. Incredible feelings of carnal strength lanced through my spasming body. I thrust hard. Strong and weak at the same moment, I could not stifle a pleasure-filled groan as my body literally shook with each powerful blast. I felt my cock pump shot after shot of my salacious goo deep into her. Pump and pump and it was simply great! Stacey yelled in triumph, bucked back, and clutched my cock hard. I kept shoving into her, spouting cream and feeling her body swallow it all. But all too soon I weakened and slumped onto her heaving back. Warm fluid dripped down her bare thighs. I wrapped my arms around her body, one hand still holding her hardness. I hugged her and kept myself inside her body. I didn't want to let go. I did not want to pull out. We both held ourselves there in that position, both panting heavily, stunned by our own deep feelings. She said, "Wow. That was...I don't know how to describe it. Really cool. Super-blasting." She suddenly raised, pushing me off. I stood. She stepped forward. Cool air stung my dripping still-hard cock and wet thighs. She spun, smiled, knelt and fingered and licked me like an icy pole. She remembered I loved oral afters. Big dark-rimmed blue eyes looked up. "Did you like that, sir?" Completely unsure of an appropriate answer, I smiled and nodded. "Delightful." The experience had indeed been delightful, and very fun. Raw and basic and amazing. Delightful, my yearning ass. It had felt utterly fantastic, so I added, "Fantastic." "You got my itch, too. I feel much better. I think your special cream has helped. But I'm sure I'll get that itch again real soon and need more, um, soothing cream. Much more. Do you think you could give it to me again sometime?" "Of course," I said. "You've turned into one horny bastard, my dear." "Greedy bitch, you mean. And wild and wanton. I should come over." "Do you have time? Where do you work?" "Hubby and I both work at the uni." She stood up and quickly nipped a fingernail. Hubby? Stacey was married! "I... I didn't..." Shit. I hoped there wouldn't be a problem. "Does your partner know about the group? About Peter and the others?" I worried: Does he know about your feelings for me? Does my wife know? Stacey laughed. "With someone as horny as me about? What do you think? Anyway, you met him and he's fucked you, too." "Um, Frank? Isn't he your Dad?" "Shit, no. Frank's not my real dad. That's just pretend. Trevor's my hubby." Well, well, well. I remembered Trevor alright. Muscled, bald, well spoken, lively, very black. He had been fucking with my wife in secret for months before she confessed. He had fun with me at the gangbang and he enjoyed being the meat in a manwhich between Peter and myself. He seemed like a nice guy. I would certainly fuck with him again, no worries. Motion at the end of the long passage caught our attention. I caught a glimpse and my heart pounded. I froze. Medium-height but with long well-shaped legs, she wore calf-high black boots with tall thick heels, a short loose red skirt, and a low-cut dark blue workout crop top that left her flat stomach bare. Unmissable cleavage. Thick crimson hair bounced just to her neck like a fiery bubble framing a grinning face. I looked...and...my wife waved at us. What was she doing here? How long had she been watching us? Bright red hair now, she looked positively flaming hot. For some odd reason I felt guilty. I turned away and quickly pulled up my jeans. Arms and legs akimbo like a half-naked superhero, skirt hiked high, hard cock pointed defiantly up at my wife, Stacey boldly called, "Hey, lady! Did you enjoy watching us fuck?" Shaking, I turned back. A smirking Kelly looked about then slipped up her shirt to reveal a nice semi-hard dick. She tugged on it a few times, lifted a thumb in approval, whipped her skirt back down and scuttled away. Why the fuck was I trembling? "She's really cool, and, man, can she fuck!" Grinning Stacey smoothed her uniform. Her voice deepened slightly. "Catch ya later, mate!" She patted me on the shoulder and ran off like a breeze, leaving me thoroughly gob-smacked. I slunk back to the kiosk. I purchased two beers then plodded back up the cement steps. When I returned to Peter's private box, I found someone half naked and bent over his lap. I saw the tall black boot, the bare leg straddling the bench, the short red skirt bunched up showing nice rump curve, the thick bright red hair swaying as she enthusiastically mouthed and worked the older man's huge hard-on. Oh, my fucking ass, it was Kelly! I staggered to the other side of the bench and just stood there watching her lick and suck and rub my neighbor's huge erection. With his cock stuffed between her sucking cheeks, her brown eyes rose and she looked right up at my shocked face. Grinning Peter hollered, "Welcome back, slut! Your team's getting thrashed!" "So are you," I muttered. I sat next to him looking down on my almost naked wife as she vigorously worked on our neighbor while eying me at the same time. "Got waylaid," I said. She winked at me while hard sucking and licking. She was really giving it to him, worshiping and trying to literally swallow that thick meat and making damn sure I saw all of it. The exuberant way she blew him was getting to my heart in not a good way. Down, boy! "Welcome to the Club," Peter said. "How was Stacey?" "Um, very nice," was all I could mutter. "Enthusiastic." Kelly suddenly stopped. Without releasing her hold on his solid cock, she raised her head and began to laugh. "Come here," she said, "and help me out." What? Really? But I leaned down close to her face. My nervous wet tongue snaked along his cock right above her red-nails. She did the same to him at the same time. Her mouth descended on his crown for a moment then she rose, big and half naked and stunning, almost like a powerful amazon. I looked up at her upswept cock holding up the skirt, at heavy breasts, and stern face. "I know what you did this afternoon. While Trev and I were screwing, you were working outside nude and that big beauty here was stuffed up your slutty ass. You got fucked! I also enjoyed watching you just now with Stacey. I think I like watching you with someone else. I didn't expect to be turned me on so much." Her grim look bored into me. I gurgled, mumbled, shivered and sat up. Kelly suddenly burst into a fit of giggles. "I gave up on a threesome this afternoon. I asked Peter to go over and see you, Freak. My present to you." She lightly ran her fingertips along Peter's shaft then touched the tip. She bent and kissed it in an almost loving manner. He just sat there grinning at me. He grabbed her ass cheek beneath the skirt. She squealed and jumped. Kelly stood and pulled her skirt up. Her glorious cock stood tall and hard and begging. It dominated all my senses. I discovered I was breathing deeply. The Cialis was doing its job. Despite fucking Stacey not long ago, my prong snapped hard as a rock. I wasn't just turned on, I was now shaking like pink jelly from excitement. Kelly stepped over Peter's bare legs. She came before me and put both hands on my shoulders. I looked down between her boobs at the upthrust cock then up at her concerned face. She said, "I love you. Don't forget that, no matter what you see me do with anyone else or how well I respond. Remember the rule: you can't say no to me and I can't say no to you. Ever." She gave me a quick kiss and lip lick. "Here, turn around and give us your ass and dick." Despite its hammering, my heart skipped with love. I set the beers down. I looked either side to make sure of our privacy then stood before the glassless window and leaned over onto the steel rail just beneath. Anyone spying would only see me trying to get a better look at the game. Glare from bright stadium lights would mask my face anyway. I pushed my jeans down and presented my round rump to my amazing wife just like I had done for Peter and Stacey had done for me. Below me the crowd's attention was fixed on the oval, the running players and the flying football. I didn't care if anyone was looking anyway. "Fuckin' great!" Kelly yelled behind me. Peter laughed. "He's got nice round buns." "He does indeed. I am going so enjoy planting myself between those beauties. Pete, give me the lube." I heard a plastic snap, a squelchy slop, then I felt Kelly lean over my prone body. Her heavy breasts plumped against my back. I felt her Push her wonderful hard cock between the cheeks of my sizzling bum. Like Peter, she didn't mess around. If Kelly wanted to fuck, she did. Foreplay, to her, was for loving. This was fucking. She pressed the engorged tip against my anus then continued to push until her length and thickness had fully penetrated. I gasped then sighed relief as my body adjusted to her invasion. No pain this time. She felt perfect. Just the right size and depth. Right where she belonged. I clenched my internal muscles several times, hoping it would be taken as a good signal. As if they knew, the crowd cheered. I blinked and glimpsed a yellow football arc to the left toward the home team's goal. It hit the point post. The crowd groaned. So did I for a better reason. "You feel great, hun," Kelly said softly then tenderly kissed and licked the back of my neck before nibbling with her teeth. She reached around and firmly grasped my renewed hard cock almost the same way I had held Stacey's. Her hand was still covered in slippery lube. Her palm squeezed my knob in a rhythm. I grunted, "Stacey wants to come over." "That wanton wench will just have to queue up," Kelly chuckled, "or maybe she'll have to share you with me. A threesome might be nice. I know she likes you." Balls deep, hips pressed against me, Kelly suddenly grunted, "Oh!" We were viciously shoved forward. My forehead almost battered the window. I moaned and pushed back. Kelly laughed and said over her shoulder, "You are a fuckin' big boy!" Peter must have fucked into her. Of course. Peter loved threeways. I felt her shove into me as he began to shove rhythmically into her. Her cock felt like magic. My fabulous wife breathed, "Oh, this is going to be good." She leaned back over me and began to pump her steely cock into me while Peter rammed into her. The whole idea felt strange yet wonderful and perfect. I thought I heard her whisper, "I love you, Freak, more than you know." The crowd roared. ### Author's note: This is an original work of fiction. If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a hard throbbing wet response, I would positively love to hear from you! Don't be shy and don't hold back. The best compilment is to know how it affected you. 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Meh. While I don't condone their actions, nor do I particularly understand what they thought they'd accomplish, I still would not want anyone to judge me by my worst day/decisions... so I extend that same grace to others.

I was very fortunate being born uncut - father uncut - we were taking showers together - making sure my uncut / his was very clean ! Then , taking me to the woods - walking and pissing - shaking my dick - feeling Good ! Then , my dad and mother sent me to my Uncle place for 2 weeks / summer vacation type ( Especially my Dad did it ) ! I did not know they ( My Uncle and Cousin ) were Gay ! Now to let you all know - I have had j.o. sessions with my buddies - being in my middle teens - just learning ! I just arrived and showing me their small house - going to share a bed with my Cousin ( 20 yrs old ) and welcome me to their place with a drink . That night their was a party - my cousins friends - near the river - small fire center - smoking weed - drinking - music - seeing some tits and dicks - I was getting drunk . We started walking back to the house - having fun - chatting - getting undressed / bed - my Cousin / Dan gave me a aspirin to take for hang overs - slept sound and solid . Woke up smelling breakfast - body / felt sore - drinking orange juice - spiked -went to the hot tube relaxing - drinking more orange juice - later was told another get together at the river - mostly guys - soon dicks were hanging - some j.o. sessions . I was getting blitzed drinking and smoking weed . Gotten back to the house - was given a aspirin again - slept like a baby . I woke up smelling breakfast - feeling sore - same routine - hot tub - drinking - now being naked in the tub - sunning naked - my cousin putting lotion on me ( Butt area lubed - touching me ) . Another night drinking - aspirin again - woke up seeing my cousin sucking me off while he was j.o. - cumming - I was in shock but felt good ! We were having breakfast - chatting - drinking the orange juice - hot tub / naked - smoking weed . Soon the lube came out - being treated so Good and Hot - my cousin and I have a jack off session - cum loads . My Uncle came out with a pitching of orange juiced - spiked - but was a extremely - he was naked with a huge / hog uncut dick hanging , I was surprised - I was amazed and unbelievable huge cock - beastly looking - sitting down by hot tube - his dick hung over the side . He mentioned to come over have a smoke of weed and a drink - did so - taking another hit of weed - he put my hand on his huge dick - giving me instructions . Soon I was stroking - licking his huge dick - sucking while my cousin came up behind me - placing his hard dick up my ass ! I could not move but liking it - enjoying it - my cousin fucking the hell out of me ! Soon , my Uncle shot his load in my mouth - then out of the hot tube - time to relax - smoking weed and drinking - hands and dicks on my body - be lubed and molested - could not say , " No ! " Nexted several days being used and abused - always high - drinking - consisted raw dicks - sometimes my boy ass being ripped apart - lots of fingering and lubing - 2 to 3 males each day - cum loads ! I got home , mom went to the grocery store , and Dad asking questions about my 2 week vacation ! He was asking some questions - then he came up real close to me asking ," Is my cock bigger than my Brothers cock ? " He pulled it out - so huge - leaking pre-cum - I knew I to suck him off - became a regular routine sucking my dad off - he visited me at bed side - had to the woods sucking his dick - his buddy friends - I was developing a reputation with the older men !