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Word had been spreading about me in my town but thankfully my identity had been kept secret. I had started secretly giving blowjobs and getting fucked through the hidden gloryhole in our bathroom at the local mall. It first started with one or two times but it grew into more. Being 18 and a freshman in college I felt out of place among all the upperclassmen. I also felt out of place among the other freshmen as well. Growing up my red hair and smallish frame got me picked on so i didn't make friends easily so i mostly kept to myself. Knowing I was gay and saw how the world looked ay the gay community just made me stay to myself even more but it didn't stop me from wanting to glance at the older guys in the gym showers and in the locker room. A few times I got caught looking but it was passed on just by a young guy wanting to see what an older guy looks like. From what I learned from what I saw in porn I have been using anything I can to re-create everything I had been seeing. I started using my hairbrush handle and when I felt I was ready for more I started looking for bigger things to put up my ass. I found a porn shop that had been far enough away from my college so I wouldn’t be noticed and found a few sizes that would do great things to my ass and make me ready for real cocks. When I felt I was ready, that's when I started leaving notes in parts of the school that only guys would see and told them that there is a time and place if they wanted to have a private release during the day. I had two free periods during the school day that were meant for studying but since I already had as much work as I could do I used those periods waiting in the bathroom stall for anyone who saw my notes and wanted to have some fun. The stall next to me opened up and I waited hoping this was the first of many to show up. Sure enough there were two soft knocks on the wall like I asked so it wouldn't be heard and I was excited for this. I lifted the panel keeping the hole hidden and as soon as I did there was an enormous cock with a thick head at the end. I had to be at least twelve inches long and six inches thick with a thick bush of black pubes. I licked my lips in wanting but then i saw written on the tip ass only no suck. I was upset that i couldn't taste it but i was more than happy to spread my cheeks and set myself on what was offered to me. I could hear the softest groan coming from the stall and knew this was going to be fun. The rhythm picked up as I got more and more used to his length and girth making it much harder to stay quiet for the both of us. The guy I guess heard me whimper louder and louder with him going faster making his balls slap loudly on my ass. We had to stop when we heard someone walk into the stall on the other side of mine. In fear I could feel the guy starting to pull out of me without filling my ass with his cum until we both heard the double knock on the wall and I began to feel him push back in. I lifted the second panel and there was a cock that wasn't as long as the one that was pumping into my poop chute but was thicker. Thankfully on the tip of this new member was written suck and swallow. I opened my mouth as much as i could and took as much down my throat. With all my practice at home with various objects I was able to take the whole thing without any issue thanks to not having a gag reflex. Whoever had their cock in my throat was loving it because he moaned loudly when I took the whole thing on my first try. I sat there as this guy fucked my throat without any mercy as the did the guy fucking my ass. Being pounded at both ends felt more amazing than everything I have ever experienced in my life. I couldn't think of any better way to lose my virginity than having two guys at once taking it on each side for the first time. I could feel it when both of these hung stallions were getting close to filling me up with their mature seed. I pushed back to make sure that the guy fucking me was as far inside of my ass to unload everything into it without wasting a drop as well as the guy i was sucking so i could swallow everything offered to me. The school bell rang signaling the first of my free periods were over and They slammed into me at the same time making me moan so much it brought them both overboard. I felt both cocks expand so much and unload everything into my body. I kept up my swallowing so I didn't lose any of the cum being poured into my throat. When both guys were finished and pulled out I set the toilet paper panel back down so neither of them had a chance to look in and see me. The guy who fucked me was the first to leave and shortly after that the guy i was sucking left too leaving me in my sex haze and i took the time to finger out the cum leaking from my un virgined and leaking hole to taste it. Once I ate all the cum from my hole I was hungry for more and felt empty without another cock inside of me. Once the warning bell went on signaling that everyone was supposed to be in class that's when i heard the double knocking coming from the stall that the guy who fucked me had just vacated so i was excited to know what was coming up next.

Part 4 I had just finished cleaning up Jake's cock. I did a better job this time not clanking his PA on my teeth. While the taste wasn't terrible, it did leave a funky taste in my mouth. Jake brought me another beer to kill the taste of my ass (my count Jake called it) but it had a weird taste all its own. I gulped it down quickly and Jake said good boy. My mind was a disorganized mess. I knew I should be upset at what had happened but yet I didn't refuse. I didn't consider myself gay but I did enjoy parts of it. His cock did feel good inside of me and that messed with my head. What the hell is wrong with me? He kept calling me "boy" which kinda made me laugh because although he never asked me for my name, which is Boyd, my nickname was boy growing up. While I was trying to think about this, the room seemed to spin again and I also got sleepy again. Must be the warmth of the fireplace. Jake kept himself busy for a bit, texting, trying to get ready for something? but I really couldn't concentrate. Jake seemed to notice I was fading a bit and said "time to get busy boy". I was still on the big bed and Jake just plunged one of his thick calloused fingers back into my backside. I yelped a bit and Jake covered my mouth with his again and said shhhh boy. Let daddy work his magic again. What I felt again was that burning in my ass which was really sore from his first go at me. I got really warm after that and the burning stopped. Jake said my count has really closed up but it was sucking his finger in. He hit that spot inside which made me quiver again. He added his second finger after applying more of that burning lube inside me. Seems like the more lube he added, the more I liked his fingers invading me. Once again I was pushing back on his fingers to get more inside me. Jake's fingernails seemed a bit sharp and felt like they would scrape and cut into me once in awhile. That definitely didn't feel so good. Jake said I was opening up good but this time he had me roll on my back. He he kissed me passionately and his scruffy face was turning me on against my smooth face. In a way, Jake was the man I always wanted to be. He was handsome, scruffy, confident, hairy, and he definitely had a big thick dick. He pulled another two syringes out of his side table and said he wanted us both to feel good. I objected as I said that I couldn't do drugs as I got tested being on the college wrestling team but he said not to worry about that because it was vitamin T, just a natural endorphin. I really didn't know what vitamin T was and he quickly tied off my arm and found a vein. He inserted the needle and he drew out a bit of blood. He looked down at me and smiled again and said "ready to blast off kid? I was about to answer when he emptied the contents of it into me and pulled off the tie. Immediately I started coughing and felt short of breath. My heart rate shot up and I felt flushed. I managed to catch my breath but then I felt incredibly euphoric and horny. Jake repeated the process on himself and coughed a little bit too. His eyes looked so dark. He lifted up my legs onto his broad shoulders and shimmied up close between my legs. He spit on my ass but he had put a fresh dip of Copenhagen in his lip and fuck did that burn! Jake said dipspit makes the best lube and I was gonna find out. He teased my hole with the head of his dick. Putting pressure on it but not really penetrating. It was driving me crazy. I knew I shouldn't want him to be inside but my cunt as Jake called it was wanting it bad. He spread my legs apart and kept a steady pressure on and he skin rolled back and his head gained entry. It didn't hurt as bad as the first time. He was using short little thrusts and sinking more into me each time. Wasn't long before I felt his wooly bush up against my ass. He just stayed there a few minutes and I felt him flexing inside of me. He changed the angle a bit and was brushing against something inside of me that made me quiver each time. I loved that feeling and started meeting his thrusts to make that quiver stronger. He let my legs drop down and I felt his hairy chest on my smooth on and his tongue invaded my mouth like his cock was invading my ass. I was in sensory overload. I was moaning in his mouth. His sweat was falling on me and I was also aware of his personal scent. It was masculine like him. It just turned me on more. He started picking up the pace and really jackhammering into me. My cock stayed semi hard but I was leaking clear precum which I had never really done before. He said " boy you have a real good cunt on you and if you are lucky I will have you pregnant by morning". I thought that was an odd comment as guys can't get guys pregnant. The sensations he was giving me was very intense and I started tingling inside. I felt an impending orgasm and just as I started it, my ass clamped tight around his cock and I started shaking. He got close to my face as I was orgasming and yelled down at me "Boy do you want my seed to make you pregnant tonight". I yelled back at him Yessir make me pregnant with your seed and he went through his own convulsing on top of me and inside of me. It took a bit for us to calm down after that, we were glued together by our sweat and my cum. His seed was deep inside me. I didn't hear anything but by the door, I heard a voice I recognized saying "Looks like I got here at the right time".

So Wednesday night a guy that travels with work to Raleigh as I do is vers, but likes to bttm while traveling. He messaged and said he wasn't having any luck and asked if I was. Told him I'm getting ready to go to the Days Inn and go anon ass up face down taking all loads as a cumdump. He replied that he should go with me. We've never met just chatted on Grindr. I told him I've never cumdumped with another guy before, but let's do it. We met at the hotel after I got a room. He asked how this was going to work and I told him we'd take a pic of us in jockstraps ass up together on the bed, change profiles on Grindr, Sniffies, BBRT, post an ad on Twitter saying 2 cumdumps taking loads anon ass up face down and post the room number then wait ass up on the bed. He was intrigued. We propped the door open and within 15 minutes a guy entered the room. Mounted my friend and started fucking him. Then about 5 minutes another guy enters and starts fucking me. Then another guy comes in and watches as we're getting pounded. Throughout the night we got fucked and I took 5 loads and he took 1 load. He somewhat got overwhelmed by the situation being his first cumdump experience like that and left early. But he came back later and we ended up sleeping together. Woke up to him having a hard on and I starting stroking him. He then mounted me and fucked me until he cum. Hot night. After he left I took 1 more anon load.

Seeing a man in a chastity device tells me he is serious about having his hole worked. That he gets his pleasure from anal orgasms. I have had men who wear them so they can't touch themselves and cum too fast. I have had men, as mentioned above, who want you to leave their dick alone. Since I am mostly all about the ass--I love to be clued in instantly to what the guy wants from me.

One of the hottest scenes, so well done hot slut!!! If I may, I'd like to relate a (true) story of when i experienced the same scene, but as a top. A few years ago, on Grindr (or it might have been BBRT) I ran across a young gay couple who were visiting and staying in a local (very nice) hotel. One was there on business and the boyfriend tagged along. They were looking for bb tops to go and fuck/breed them side by side. I'd never had the opportunity to do it before, so I was instantly hard and wet at the thought. Messages went backwards and forwards for a while, until the point I wondered if they were just timewasters. To my pleasure, not long after that, I had a message saying they were both ready and gave me the room number. Within 10 minutes max I was at their door, which was on the latch ready for me to let myself in. It turned out to be a huge fucking suite that looked bigger than my own flat. I could see some shadows moving in the bedroom, while I stripped bollock naked and left my stuff in the living room area. Once i reached the bedroom I discovered two cute arses side by side, both in jock straps, both obviously gagging to be fucked. One guy was a few years younger than the other, but his arse had obviously seen a lot more cocks up it. He was also ginger, which made it even hotter. I went from one to the other, backwards and forwards for a good hour or two. In the end I bred the one who begged the most (the slightly older one), who seemed very happy with the load I shot inside him. I'd been hoping another guy might turn up to share the guys, but in a way it was extra hot having both to myself.

It was unexpected – I’ll admit that right up front. In fact, I wasn’t even planning or looking to get laid that day. I was 20 years old and taking a summer class, so I stayed at my college for the first part of the summer. The college was located in a small town, mostly bars and mom-and-pop stores with homes built in the mid 1990s. When the college emptied out for the summer, so did the town. In fact, several of the bars closed for the season due to lack of business. It was a weekday afternoon. I was done with my class and decided to walk the mile and a half to the convenience store to grab a few things for my dorm room. It was an unusually warm day, so I pealed off my shirt, walking in just my shorts and flip flops. The sun felt awesome and, to be honest, I was feeling kinda sexy. I wasn’t thinking rationally — I know gingers are supposed to avoid the direct sun, but I didn’t care. I didn’t usually strut around shirtless in public, but the heat demanded it, and it felt good to do so. I wanted to feel free and sexy. Not that there were many people around to see. I was walking past the row of college bars. Things were pretty dead this afternoon. I saw one of the staples of Bar Row was open, The Pit. I’d been in there just a few times. It was more of a Townie bar, though the college students would certainly go in on weekends. The front of the bar was open to the street, and most of the seating was at the bar itself. I saw a few people sitting there drinking. One guy caught my attention. He was wearing jeans and a shirt with sneaker; his clothes had some paint stains on them. He had a mop of dirty blonde hair under a baseball cap. I think his name was Henry, and I’d met him a few months earlier through a friend of mine. Henry was a Townie, and he’d fucked my friend Jared during the school year. He saw me on the sidewalk and waved, then motioned me to come up to the bar. I hesitated. He motioned again, and I took a few tentative steps, not sure about going into the bar. Did I need to put on my shirt? What if they wanted ID? “How’s it going?” He asked as I got closer. “Good. Just walking down to the store.” “You’re Jeremy, right?” “Yeah. You’re Henry, right?” He grinned. “So you remembered me? I didn’t expect that.” He motioned to the bartender. “He needs a beer.” I froze, figuring this was where I got tossed out. “What are you drinking?” I answered and an icy bottle appeared in front of me. Henry pushed the little pile of dollar bills closer to the edge of the bar, and the bartender took some out of it. Seems any paying customer is welcome on a slow day. Henry and I made some idle chat while sharing a beer. Then he ordered us a pitcher. Henry wasn’t a great conversationalist. He was a local painter, never been to college, and had lived most of his life in this area. He didn’t travel much, except down to Key West a couple of times to “check things out.” He did talk about some resorts he went to that “were really hot and a lot of fun.” He was giving off subtle signs he was interested. Hr brought up my friend Jared, who had introduced us. “Jared’s a lot of fun once he relaxes,” Henry said grinning. “You two ever play together?” The question caught me off guard. I didn’t even talk about what I do sexually with someone else. I felt awkward and exposed by the question. I probably blushed. “We’ve played around a bit.” Henry grinned. “Probably not the way I’ve played with him. I think Jared learned a few new things.” That sent a thrill though me. Jared and I had had sex several times, usually after being out on the weekend. But we’d also shared a couple intentional nights where we explored together. He’d been the first person to fuck me. Only a couple guys had done it since. There was something about Henry that Jared had tried to tell me about. I knew they’d had sex a few times while I was dating someone briefly. Something about it had surprised Jared, and kind of bothered him, but he wouldn’t say what it was. “Did Jared tell you I am poz?” I froze for a moment. “No. He didn’t.” “Ah. I thought he might have. It spooked him at first, even left my apartment the first time I told him. But he came back. Once you get past all the stories about it, you realize you can still have a lot of fun.” I didn’t answer, unsure what to say. I’d always been told to avoid it, not to hook up with someone who was poz, that condoms were essential for sex, even when giving a blow job. I’d tried using them for a blow job, and it was totally awful — I decided it was worth the risks to suck a bare cock. At one point Henry slid off his stool to go the restroom, running his hand across my abs as he did so. I didn’t pull away. He was probably twice my age, but something about this was alluring. I’d never been in this situation before, and there was something about it that made me tingle. I also had to pee, so I took the opportunity to follow him toward the restroom. It was a dingy, smelly trough in the basement. Henry was standing there finishing up, shaking his dick vigorously. He looked over at me and grinned. He shook it again, letting me see the head. I was definitely feeling the beers and just stared at his cock as I stood at the trough and pulled out my own. “You like what you see?” He asked. I hesitated. What do I say? This isn’t how I’ve met guys in the past. Sure I’d snuck peeks at guys dicks at the urinal before, but never so obviously, and no one had ever asked me that question in the bathroom. “It’s okay, college boy. You should like it.” Henry stepped closer, and my hand automatically reached out to feel his dick. It was semi hard. A thrill went right through my body. The door creaked and Henry stepped away immediately. Another guy walked in, loudly proclaiming his need to pee. Henry zipped up and walked out as I struggled to hide my hardon. It took me a minute before I could pee with it. When I went back to the bar, he was back having his beer. “Finish your beer and then we’ll move on?” He suggested. “I have some beers at my place.” My heard starting racing. He wanted to take me back to his place. I wasn’t naïve or stupid. I knew what this was. My cock was hard again. I hadn’t had sex in weeks and was feeling super horny. Henry had fucked Jared a bunch of times — he must be good if Jared kept going back. And now I wondered how soon Jared had known Henry was poz. It made be nervous knowing that, and I should probably say “no thanks.” But I couldn’t muster those words. Standing there in just my shorts and flip flops, shirt tucked into my shorts, I wanted to see what would happen. His hands reached up under the leg of my shorts and started caressing the inside of my thigh. I got super nervous that the bartender would notice, but no one was watching us. “Did Jared tell you I have a thing for gingers? I’d asked him about you a few times.” I didn’t know either of those things. “Let’s get going, college boy. I have something I’ve been wanting to give you for awhile.” [If you’re enjoying the start of the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to inspire the story.]

This faggot craves cigar torture It has a huge smoke fetish as a slave And as well as being an ashtray slave it also craves being burned Last time it served a cigar MASTER was in a smoking area with loads of guys watching . It got burned all over it's chest and fed on cigar ash with the cigars being stubbed out on its body It performed for the onlookers with pride and the humiliation became it's new addiction . Hard to find any doms that will burn it as they are all too vanilla and not as sadistic as they claim to be !! Any DOMS SIRS Or MASTERS into this let this slave know

Such a heartwarming, lovely chapter to read from my hospital bed. Thanks, @losolent!

Whether the bottom's dick is caged or swinging free, it's his ass I'm interested in. I see the caged cock as a banner that says, I don't want my dick played with. End of story, and no further conversation needed on that topic.

An old HS friend was up here from Florida for pride which his bf from Florida and we had a little get together Friday night. Few people lots of drinks loud music, over all great time. Around 4 am people had left and his bf was passed out from throwing up in the bathroom so it was just my friend and me. I asked him if he had told his bf that we used to fuck back in HS? He said no . I asked why not? He said he’s get jealous. He reminded me of a few of our hookups and the sexual tension was definitely growing in the air. He grabbed my hand and placed it ontop of his dick. I groped it and he moaned out. He pulled me up and I straddled him and we started to grind and make out. I took off his shirt and he took of mine. I asked him what about your bf? He said he’s passed out and we’re just catching up. I pulled out his dick and began to suck him. He turned me around and pulled my dick out and we began to 69. After a few minutes we were both boned and solid. I got on my back and told him to fuck me. He pushed his raw dick inside me and began to fuck me deep and hard, full length thrusts. He was moaining and so was I. I pushed him back and began riding his dick. We heard some shuffling in the bathroom so we froze for a minute but slowly began to fuck again. I pulled hi dick out of me and got his legs on my shoulders and pushed inside his cheating hole. He moaned out how fucking big I felt and so good. He told me to fuck him hard like he fucked me. I fucked his ass and groped his body. He flipped me over and rammed his dick inside me. He wrapped his arm around my throat and told me to beg for his cum in my slutty ass. I moaned for it and begged him to cum inside me while his bf was passed out in the bathroom. Soon I felt his dick start to throb and shoot inside of me. Shortly after he pulled out got up on the couch bent over the back rest and said to return the favor. I got up behind him and slammed my dick in his guts until I flooded his hole. We collapsed on the couch and chilled there. He said he’s gonna go take his bf to bed. Told him I’m crashing on the couch. They went into the bedroom but 30 min later he came back for round 2. So we fucked again.

Ft Lauderdale here. The Pride Center in Wilton Manors ( a community/city in the Ft Lauderdale region, and the gay center) in conjunction with the county health department, offered a free vaccination clinic last week offering Covid, Hep A, and meningitis vaccinations . It had 40 men in line within 15 minutes of the start, and took the health department folk by surprise- they thought they might see 50 men in 4 hours. To their credit, they called in a couple extra nurses, and made extra handouts, and handled the crowd. I went for the meningitis shot, and while it took a bit of time to get processed to the back where the shots were being administered, once there the county nurse was amazing. She saw I was there for the meningitis shot only, and alerted me the Hep A was also available, and told me it was as big if not bigger/older issue in South Florida. When I told her I wasn't aware if I had ever gotten the Hep A shot, she logged into the data base and pulled up my health department history. All vaccinations, done at drug stores,doctors offices, or health fairs, are supposed to be reported to the data base, and she quickly identified I had not had the Hep A shot, so I got it as well. Neither shot hurt ( great nurse helps) and I had no soreness or side effects the next day. I absolutely hope every sexually active man takes the time to get this shot. OH- as an aside- I posted in a different thread about meningitis on this site about the front desk woman at my doctors office telling me men over 65 were not in need of the shot. I mentioned this to the nurse who was giving me the shot, who burst out laughing and in her Jamaican lilt said- You're a man who has sex, why would she think you couldn't get exposed. And then she called out to the coordinator from the health department and told her what I had said. They agreed a visit and some educating was in order for his office and staff. BTW- if you have HAD a Hep A shot but not within 5 years, a refresher shot is The Pride Center in Wilton Manors also hosted a panel discussion the next night to educate and answer all the questions about another issue erupting here- monkey pox. If anyone wants to see that, it is on the Pride Center's facebook page. CDC meninggococcal info : [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/vaccines/hcp/vis/vis-statements/mening.html CDC Hep A info sheet info: [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/vaccines/hcp/patient-ed/adults/downloads/fs-hepa-hcp.pdf

A new chapter IS coming. I just don’t know when. I’ve been a bit off my game lately, injured myself falling out of a tree, pierced my dick 4 times, its Just been the last thing on my mind. If you, the audience wants, please vote by reacting for the next chapter. 🐷- Grey bottoms/subs ⬆️ - Grey tops/doms

Part 55 - The Second Stage Of Bagging A Prince Seated in the plush suites of the first class cabin for the seven hour flight to Dubai then a quick change of planes for the six hour flight down to Mauritius. Mateo still a little apprehensive about the whole flying thing seemed to forget he was on a plane. Alex and Max sat in the front two centre suites, Liam and Franco either side by the window, Artem behind Liam whilst Tom and Mateo had the suites behind Alex and Max. As much as Liam and Franco loved their royal trips the eight seats meant one other seat. To their relief the airline who now knew of Prince Alexander had blocked the seat off and the crew in the galley between first and business were instructed that no passenger is allowed past the galley. Alex stood and turned to them all reminding them that once they are at the hotel and in private royal protocol was banned unless exceptional circumstances prevail. He looked around and they all nodded, only when we leave for the airport does it resume he added. Mateo finally had the courage to have a glass of champagne and sat there quite calm, with Tom by his side they chatted and giggled constantly until dinner service. Artem came over to join them in their suites for dinner, whilst Liam and Franco joined Alex and Max. "How come we don't get to dine with you?" Tom said poking his head over the partition. "You are not important enough" Franco quickly replied and the three laughed. Tom smirked "Oh you better watch yourself for the next two weeks!" he said confidently. Franco deliberately sat back stretching and flexing his muscles "No problem" he said. "Stop flirting with my valet!" Alex said, "You can eat with us on the next flight" he said to Tom. They thought it was over but Tom appeared again "You gay yet?" he asked Franco smirking. "What a ludicrous question!" Franco responded but Alex and Max were looking at him, "No!" he said. Tom shrugged "Might get you drunk and take you on a test drive" he replied sitting down. Tom could hear the laughter and it was Liam who was laughing the longest and poking fun at Franco. Max stood up "Don't you get involved!" Alex said trying to pull him back in to his seat but failing. "Leave my protection officer alone" Max warned, "Or else!" he said. Tom smiled "You better watch your back as well Maxine" he replied hearing Alex burst out laughing. Max sat and Alex looked at Liam "Why do I think I am going to regret this trip?" he asked. Liam sipped his champagne contemplating for a moment "You employed them all, it is your fault!". Alex folded his arms "Apologise or you get demoted to business class!" he exclaimed. Liam took another sip and stared at Alex "Make me" he replied leaning forward and parting his mouth. "Your highness, sir, your menus for this evening" said a young cute cabin steward. Liam jumped looking slightly embarrassed "My name is Adrian and I will be looking after you". Adrian was cute, tall and very nice looking. Immaculately groomed in his airline uniform and around 22 years old. It was enough to spike Tom's interest and he openly flirted with him when handing the menus to them asking what was good. Adrian smiled and winked at Tom telling everything is good on their flight tonight, Artem and Mateo rolled their eyes looking at each other when he replied that he could see that. Tom continued his flirting throughout dinner then settled down to watch a movie and falling asleep. He woke up as the films credits were rolling and noticed that Franco and Artem were the only ones awake sat in Franco's suite chatting, apart from that the cabin was quiet but he needed a drink. Opening the half size door he walked up to the front where the first class galley and refreshments were situated by the staircase leading to the lower deck that was cordoned off. Tom looked at the drinks when Adrian appeared "Can I get you anything sir?" he asked kindly. He grinned stupidly "I need something to quench my thirst" he replied and opting for water. "Here" Adrian said taking the bottle and pouring it in a glass with some ice. Tom took a large swig "Thanks, I needed that, too much champagne and I am not use to it". Adrian chuckled staring at the tall sturdy young man "So what is your role with the prince?". Tom leaned back against the counter "All sorts really, but mostly their valet" he replied. "You must lead a wonderful life working for royalty" Adrian remarked. Tom stared besotted at him "Yeah" he said softly, "Where is the bathroom?" he asked. Adrian smiled "Behind you" he said gesturing with his hand and Tom looked behind. Tom put his glass down and walked towards the door then turned "Coming?" he asked. Adrian looked around he knew no one was allowed up here, even crew "I hope your quick" he said. "The longer you stand there the longer it takes" Tom replied already inside. Adrian swiftly moved inside, thank fully these aircraft had larger bathrooms at the upper front deck so space wasn't an issue. Tom locked the door then kissed him softly, his hands already undoing Adrian's trousers and underwear. So this wasn't how Adrian thought it would go, hoping he was going to top the young cute lad. He soon found out that behind his youth he was quite sure of wheat he was doing and wanted. In no time Adrian found himself bent over with his hands planted on the wall. Tom went down and hungrily ate his arse, spitting at it and using his tongue to pleasure the steward whilst pushing his saliva in his hole and opening it a little in preparation. Raising himself up and pushing down his trousers he spat in his hand and rubbing the saliva over his cock then he grabbed Adrian by the waist slowly pushing his cock inside. The aircraft shook through a little turbulence and Tom pushed all the way in. Adrian gasped and pushed his arse back grinding away at Tom's cock, he moaned and started gyrating his cock and pushing in deeper a couple of times until he was at a steady fast pace. The plane shook again and Tom was finding it hard to maintain his balance, but he continued at his relentless pace, quicker and quicker he got as Adrian moaned louder pushing his arse back harder against Tom. He delicately licked his lips feeling his balls tingling, the orgasm slowly accentuating, strong and stronger it got and faster he fucked. The aircraft started bumping around more and the seat belt sign came on, Tom grabbed him hard around the hips and thrusted up releasing a loud grunt and moan as he started unloading his seed in to the cabin steward. He thrusted harder in to him whilst pulling his hips back holding him deep on his cock until he finished. Quickly but gently he pulled out and Adrian moved fast pulling up his underwear and trousers making himself look presentable. Adrian kissed him 'Back to your seat quickly' he said still breathing heavily and using one hand to hold on to the bulkhead as the plane shook again. Tom walked out still doing the zipper up on his trousers returning to his seat bumping in to seats as he tried to steady himself. Artem and Franco looked over to the far side of the plane smiling at Tom seeing him appear and looking a little flustered. Adrian appeared by them and was clearly a little dishevelled and hot in the face. They looked at each other both rolling their eyes knowing full well what Tom had been up to. Leaving Mateo sat by himself who now looked petrified as the plane jolted and bumped. "Seat belts on sirs" Adrian said a little out of breath. They looked at him then at Tom sitting down "Oh my god" Artem muttered under his breath. Franco chuckled and watched Adrian moving to check Mateo was okay "You think?" he asked. Artem nodded "Where do you think Tom has been for the last fifteen minutes!" he remarked. Franco smiled "He is a pretty fast mover" he said. Artem looked at him suspiciously "Have you..." he was about to ask. "Fuck off Artem!" Franco exclaimed smiling, Of course I haven't" he said staring at him. Artem smiled "Are you straight or gay, you never really let on?" he asked sitting back. Franco smirked "Why are you so interested, do you fancy me?" he asked keeping eye contact. "I am straight" Artem replied in a matter of fact way. "That was not the answer to the question" Franco said still staring deep in to his eyes. Artem blushed slightly which he noticed "I fancy you" Franco said quietly. Artem sat back folding his arms "I know you do" he replied, "So does Alex and Tom. But I bet you Fancy Liam". Franco waved his hand "Oh come on, what makes you even think that?" he asked like it was a stupid remark. Artem smirked "I see things Franco" he simply replied, "The little subtle stolen looks". "How straight are you Artem?" Franco asked leaning forward. Artem shook his head smiling "Straight enough thanks and stop changing the subject" he replied. "Do you fancy me Artem?" Franco now asked again looking seriously at him. The seat belt sign turned off "Ah my cue to leave you!" Artem said getting up. Franco smiled "This isn't over Artem, we have two weeks yet" he said making it sound erotic. Franco watched him moving around, even he couldn't deny that Artem was an incredibly attractive guy who seemed to show no interest in girls yet he thought he protested way too much at not being gay. Artem had no idea what to make of it as he sat down in his seat. Franco had got him all flustered and weirdly confused, he was straight and he liked girls yet he couldn't deny Franco was a smooth talker and there was something so sexually alluring about him. He didn't want anything to ruin their friendship and in any case nothing would ever happen between them, he now remembered the night in London where Alex and he had kissed then shook his head. Mateo had now calmed down and Artem went around to sit with Tom and looked at him smiling. "What?" Tom asked trying to all innocent but failing. Artem pressed the button for the cabin steward "Stop it" Tom said looking embarrassed. "May I get you anything sirs?" Adrian asked appearing at Tom's seat. "Champagne please, three glasses" Artem ordered, "Oh and one for Franco over there". "Certainly sir" Adrian replied glancing at Tom with a wink. Artem sat there with his arms folded staring at Tom "Alright yes" he said quietly. "What is going on?" Mateo asked all confused as Franco came over to join in. Artem chuckled "Tom here had sex with the flight attendant" he said making Tom blush. Franco and Mateo chuckled "You got enrolled in to the mile high club then" Franco said. Tom looked confused "That is what it is called when you have sex on a plane" Franco added. They laughed quietly as Adrian returned with four glasses "We have been busted" Tom said. Adrian nearly spilt the drinks "I am so sorry" he said putting the glasses down. Mateo looked up at Adrian and grinned "Good isn't he!" he remarked. Adrian smiled "Incredible" he replied, "Two hours before landing would you like anything to eat?". They ordered some food and woke the the other guys up as well knowing Alex and Max said to wake them for a snack before landing. Rumour soon got around to the others about Tom joining the special club. The party was taken by the airlines private cars to the VIP lounge and then on to their next flight. Liam took the first three hours with Artem keeping him company then Franco with Mateo whilst the others slept. For Tom it was the only way he got some peace as they continually mocked him over his antics on the previous flight. On the ground they were met by the hotels limousines at the aircraft having gained special clearance and completing immigration before disembarking. The two limousines quickly whisked them on their way to the hotel. Tom and Mateo were wide awake watching the tropical scenery whizzing past until the cars turned on to the driveway of the hotel and pulling up outside. The hotel manager and seven butlers were all standing waiting for the royal party to arrive and after formal protocol and welcomes were completed five bell boys now appeared to take their luggage over to the suites on to Frangipani island. The butlers helping the bell boys and Artem walked with the two butlers assigned to the royal suite who carried the boxes with the royal sashes inside. Tom and Mateo wasted no time seeing the beach and ran across the white sand staring at the crystal clear azure waters of the Indian Ocean. Artem happy to have one suite to himself let Tom and Mateo share the other one whilst Liam and Franco would occupy the second bedroom in the royal suite upstairs. Mateo was incredibly impressed at their suite that opened on to the beachfront, he walked outside and looked up to see Liam and Franco shirtless already waving down at him. Mateo grinned and blew them both a kiss then turned around and wiggled his arse at them laughing, he took his shirt off then rubbed his hand over his body in an enticing manner. Liam looked at Franco then they both disappeared. "I would run if I was you Mateo" Max said leaning over, "They are coming for you!". "They no scare me" Mateo replied then spotted them heading towards him, "Dios mio". Suddenly Mateo bolted across the sand unsure where he was even heading but he kept running anyway until he reached the waters edge then turned around to see Liam one side and Franco the other. He had no way of escaping and held his hands up helpless and now way of escaping them. They moved in and picked him up by his arms and legs taking him in to the sea. Panic ran through Mateo, his one weakness was he couldn't swim properly and never been in the sea. "Please no, I no swim well" Mateo cried out. Liam seeing the panic in his eyes lowered his legs "Hey calm down Mateo" he said softly. Franco let go and put his arm around his shoulder "Come on we will teach you" he said. Slowly they took Mateo in to the water keeping hold of him by the hands. Liam and Franco would spend the next two weeks teaching Mateo to swim properly. It all made sense to Liam why Mateo would stand in the palace pool wading around and only swimming a little. Artem came down to the beach with Alex whilst Max watched from the balcony smiling and waving to them, he knew Artem doted on Alex having been with him from the start. Tom joined Max handing him a cup of coffee as they stood enjoying the morning and Mateo's swimming lesson. Alex went in to the sea and Franco came out and waved up at Max and Tom before sitting next to Artem on the shore line. "You not going in for a swim?" Franco asked. "In a bit" Artem replied smiling, "Mateo seems to be enjoying his swimming lesson" he remarked. Franco laughed "Yeah, he has a soft spot for Alex" he said, "But then again who doesn't". "Do you?" Artem asked looking at Franco, "Or are you worried your macho image will be damaged?". "My macho image?" Franco asked looking surprised, "Do you think I have one?". Artem smiled "I don't know what to think Franco. Can't work you out" he replied. "Maybe you are not suppose to work me out" Franco said in a mysterious tone. Artem chuckled watching Alex "I know you two have kissed" Franco said quietly. "Only the once and in London" Artem replied, "Wanted to see what it was like that is all". Franco looked at him "And what did you think?" he now asked. Artem shrugged "Honestly it didn't feel any different" he replied, "What about the ballet dancer?". Franco chuckled going bright red "Thought so" Artem said smiling, "Good for you Franco!". "Nothing is going on there" Franco quickly said, "I did kiss Max though" he said in a hushed tone. Artem glanced at him "You need to stop worrying what people will think Franco and go for it". "Dispensing advice now?" Franco asked chuckling, "Nose out of my business please" he said kindly. "Not a chance" Artem replied putting his arm around Franco's shoulder, "We are family here". Franco smiled looked at Artem "The ballet dancer" he started saying, "He is nice but I fancy someone else". Artem smiled staring out to sea and couldn't bring himself to look at Franco right now, he had a sneaky suspicion why Franco was looking at him. Artem now stood and went in for a swim whilst Franco watched. The day unfolded in to a completely relaxed and chilled out time, something they all appreciated like they were just a group of friends on holiday. Alex looked out over the balcony on the second morning dressed in his bathrobe and stretching after a good nights sleep. He waved at Max and Tom who were enjoying a dip in the ocean before breakfast, he smiled to himself remembering that day when he spotted Max right from this position. Who knew that after months of depressed searching and sadness that he would have casually bump in to him in London that night. He jumped slightly feeling a hand on his shoulder and glanced smiling to see Liam standing there. He leaned over the balcony with his arm around Alex, he didn't need to say anything as the look on Alex's face said it all. The two butlers appeared on the balcony with coffee and started preparing the table for breakfast, Max and Tom noticed and ended their swim casually walking across the beach laughing and pushing each other then standing looking up at Alex. They both bowed and called up 'Your highness' causing Alex to laugh and wave royally at them. Liam slipped his hand down and squeezed his arse then took his seat at the table pouring a coffee for Alex and him whilst they waited for everyone else to join them. After the noisy breakfast where they planned the day out they all headed down to the beach. Max disappeared for a half an hour with Franco on the pretence they wanted to see what excursions they could go on. Every one else complained stating the only excursion they wanted was from the suite to the beach. Slowly as the sun began setting Max dragged Alex up from the sunbed and took him for a walk along the beach and around Frangipani. Franco had to hold Liam back explaining that Max wanted an hour of privacy with Alex and he would keep him safe. They walked to a jetty where a small hotel speed boat was tied up. The driver stood up and bowed as they approached. "Thought we would go over to the island for an hour. Just us" Max said. Alex smiled looking around "Does Liam and Franco know" he asked knowing Liam would go nuts. Max chuckled "Stop worrying Alex and get in, for once trust me" he said. They arrived after the 3 minute journey across the small expanse of water to the hotels private island. On the jetty they were handed cold towels and their sunglasses cleaned by the islands butlers and offered a chilled rose water spray on their faces, Alex giggled but felt instantly refreshed. Max took his hand and they walked on the beach. Alex didn't notice one of the butlers hand Max something and found a spot on the main beach that was deserted, they stood at the waters edge looking across at the Frangipani island and could just make out their entourage on the beach there. Franco could just make out it was Alex and Max standing there. Max was checking the time, he had to do this within the hour and notify the king as in two hours the royal chamber council were meeting. Alex chuckled and leaned in kissing Max "This is my sanctuary" he said softly, "Here with you". Max smiled and looked at Alex "Crazy world, the world you live in, the world I lived in" he said. "You don't regret being thrown in to my world?" Alex asked facing him bathed by the setting sun. Max brushed his lips softly against Alex's "No. But then I have no idea what I am actually doing". Alex giggled "You make a good job of it, whatever it is your doing" he said kissing him lightly. "Still scares the hell out of me you know" Max added fingering the ring in his hand now. Alex smiled "I love you so much Max, make no mistake about that". Max smiled stepping back and dropping to one knee "Then Prince Alexander. Will you marry me?". His voice nearly giving out through nerves as he held out the ring, he didn't quite know how to do this but then Alex gave him the opening and the moment felt right. Alex looked bewildered for a moment being taken by surprise by this, he knew one day it would happen but this caught him truly off guard. Looking down at the worried look on Max's face he chuckled and smiled nodding his head. "Yes of course I will Max" Alex replied and Max slipped the ring on his finger and stood up. Alex looked at it beaming with happiness then looked at him "Wait you did ask right?" he checked. Max laughed and kissed Alex holding him tight "Your father and governor have consented". Alex was beside himself and pulled Max forward again kissing him passionately and slipping his hand inside Max's shorts to hold his arse. They heard a champagne cork pop behind and a butler appeared carrying two glasses of champagne and handing one to each of them. Quickly Alex removed his hand from inside Max's shorts. "To us and our weird lives together with the man I love" Max said raising his glass chuckling. Alex smiled wiping his eyes "To us, my future husband who I love and adore so much". They kissed again "You know our lives will get even more crazy now" Alex said making sure Max knew. He nodded "The king made no mistake in telling me it would go in to overdrive" Max replied. The clinked glasses gently and sipped the champagne holding hands and looking out over the ocean. Franco saw everything, or just about, he knew it was done and smiled bursting with pride that had Liam looking confused. "What is going on?" Liam asked squinting trying to see what Franco had seen. Franco just laid back down in the sand "You will find out shortly" he replied waving his hand. "Don't you start keeping secrets from me!" Liam demanded pinching Franco's toe. Franco just giggled "I am not keeping secrets, it is just not for me to tell you" he replied. Alex looked at his hand as they sat in the speed boat on their way back with the butler and their glasses of champagne. By the time they got to the beach where the guys were still catching the last of the rays at the waters edge the butler followed Alex and Max carrying a tray of champagne. Liam stood slightly confused by their appearance but realised quickly something good was going on. They waited for the butler to disappear after giving everyone a glass and making sure they were alone and private then Alex nodded to Max. He smiled at Alex "Guys, Prince Alexander and I are engaged to be married in June" he announced. Alex looked shocked not knowing it was going to be in June but he had no time to question it as they crowded around kissing and hugging them both and toasting their happiness. Liam looked at Franco knowing full well that he had known that Max was going to propose all along. "So you said June?" Alex now said managing to get to Max. "Yes. Sorry but your father insisted, well commanded really" Max replied. Max knew what he had to do and after reminding them that the news was stay within their circle he sent a text to to the king advising that it was official then letting his family know. The king in turn sat down at the head of the council table and nodded to the governor premier at the opposite end who knew that Max had done his part. The meeting commenced with the governor addressing the council advising that after seeking consented approval Max has proposed and Prince Alexander has accepted, nods of approval from council members and congratulations offered to his majesty who was now to take the floor. The king opened his folder as the five older council members looked to his majesty, the governor had already advised the council members that the king was going invoke a statute and made it clear that if they voted against it they need to back it up with plausible reasoning. The king looked up and nodded to each council member "Gentlemen of the royal chamber council. Today marks a significant point for Prince Alexander and the sovereign family along with the citizens of Monrovia, just under two hours ago Maximilian Westwood-Lymm formally proposed a union of marriage to the prince himself after obtaining consent from the royal chamber" the king started and again nodded to each council member. "The people of Monrovia are proud to be part of a country that is progressive and in many ways leading the way of building tolerant societies that are often envied by other countries. After consideration and with full support and backing from the crown heads of Her Majesties The Dowager Queen and Queen we are proposing that the Sovereign Statute 10.5 be invoked to extend to Maximilian Westwood-Lymm, the statue is to be invoked as written. Before tabling a vote may I remind you that the statute clearly defines itself in granting full royal title and status. Governor premier" the king said handing the vote over. Steven stood up "Your majesty" he said bowing, "His Majesty the King of Monrovia proposes to invoke Sovereign Statute 10.5 in full. Do the council members need time to consider before casting their vote?" he asked looking around the table, no one said a word. "Royal chamber council please raise your right hand to vote in Sovereign Statute 10.5 for Maximilian Westwood-Lymm" he said, the king and governor premier raised their hands and the council all followed on. "Sovereign Statute 10.5 has been approved by each member of the Royal Chamber Council and is therefore granted with no amendment. All rights under the sovereign crown of Monrovia will be afforded from the date of the union to Prince Alexander. The Sovereign heads to determine title and to be approved by the myself as governor premier" he said bringing the item to a close. The king nodded his thanks to the council and they carried on discussing other items. Max sat back on the Balinese bed taking a moment, he looked down at Alex who was sleeping peacefully next to him. It was a surreal dreaming moment to him, half expecting he would need to pinch himself to actually believe this was happening to him. A person he was totally in awe of and loved so much slept peacefully by his side. The way not only his life but that of his family had changed in several months. He smiled and looked down at the ocean where Mateo was swimming with Liam and Franco. He had the chance to make a mark on his adopted country now as he looked down at his list of things to do taking up the chairman position of the MTA, having seen the club itself which was by any standard a world class venue. His head full of ideas and things to do that he had to keep writing them down. After all he knew how to put on pretty important events from his days in the gallery, he knew that enticing big names would bring the crowds. He wrote down the words, needs to be run as a business with a proper board made up of employees not directors or vice presidents. He tapped his chin with the pencil then wrote chef and sat forward scribbling down royal club and in brackets exclusive premium section. Tom walked over to Max and took the pad and pencil out of his hand. "You are suppose to be relaxing, you need to chill out" Tom said dragging him off the bed. "I am quite happy laying here" Max protested allowing himself to be pulled up. Artem walked over dripping water "I will sit with Alex" he said pushing them both away. Tom took Max by the hand walking to the ocean "Plenty of time to work at home" Tom said. Max smiled "You are quite bossy sometimes" he said kindly squeezing Tom's hand. Tom smirked "Yeah I know" he said softly glancing at Max, "Think you like it though" he smiled. Franco swam over "Finally he got you to stop working!" he remarked standing up. Max looked at his body chuckling and remembering the fight at Christmas "Cock tease!" Max said. Franco laughed stepping closer to Max with a smouldering look in his eyes "You want me?" he asked. Max swallowed hard "Cock tease!" he said again with a softer tone in his voice. Franco laughed and moved his face closer like he was about to kiss him, he chuckled and kissed him on the cheek taking his other hand to be lead in to the warm water by Tom and Franco. Artem looked over to where Franco stood with Max then shook his head wondering what was happening to him. Max looked over and smiled seeing Liam and Mateo happily chatting away without a care in the world, he had bonded so closely with Liam that anyone would mistake them as a couple. Then there was Franco, flirty and sexy but always just out of reach. Finding it awkward at times having the shadow of Franco follow him at the beginning, he soon found that he was devoted to him like Liam was to Alex. He trusted his intuition and guidance, he also found the same with Liam as they cross protected the two of them when out and about with Alex. In fact Max found he relied more and more on Franco as the weeks went by and he took a more active role not only with Alex's engagements but also with Alden as a threesome which drew larger crowds, it also had the added bonus of being with Nick. The tranquil surroundings of their tropical paradise where only a closed door away from reality, a reality that was to trouble Max a little in the coming months and where he would turn to the one person who would help him find his feet. The dowager queen who he had a very close bond with would gave him all the guidance he needed. He sighed lovingly feeling the arms wrap around his body and the soft sensual lips of Alex on his neck, awake from his sleep he had come down to join them for a swim with Artem in tow. Now that every one was over their jetlag and able to stay awake longer tonight would be the first time they would all have dinner together on the balcony of the royal suite. After all Alex and Max really wanted this to be a kind of thank you to their staff, no protocol, just seven friends enjoying a couple of weeks away from life. Shortly before dinner both Liam and Franco received an encrypted message from their boss Scott, both knew what it meant and they were not divulge any of it to anyone else. The message simply read 'Statute 10.5 is in motion and Max will fall under Statute 3 in due course'. Neither of them quite knew what 10.5 was but they knew 3 like the back of their hands, they both looked at each other and smiled locking their phones. At the same time Max received a text from the king asking when he was telling his parents as the formal announcement needs to be made quickly by the palace. Max sat on the bed and called his parents telling them the news which came as no surprise half expecting something to happen sooner rather than later. Max looked up "So we go public with this?" he asked Alex. Alex sat next to him "Of course, you can't expect to marry me in private!" he replied laughing. "I guess the palace will issue a statement and we can post a photo on our social media" Alex added. "Tomorrow then" Max suggested, "When we are on the beach, more romantic" he said. Alex kissed him "I like your thinking sexy" he said running his hand inside Max's shorts. "Stop that Alex you know I can't resist it" Max complained but loosing any ability to fight. Alex chuckled and pulled his hand away "After dinner I want to bang your brains out!" he said standing. Max stood up pulling Alex towards him "Bend over!" he said pushing over. "We have dinner" Alex said trying to stand back up but Max had pulled his shorts down. "You started it!" Max replied. Max kneeled down ramming his face in to Alex's arse 'Oh god dam!" he moaned loudly. Alex collapsed half on the bed from surprise as Max attacked his arse, biting the cheeks playfully and kissing his way up along his back. All the time his cock getting nearer and nearer until it met with his hole, softly toying and nudging until the head slipped in. Max gasped and Alex moaned raising his head, Max giggled and pushed his head back down on the bed and using his legs to pin Alex's legs wide open. His hands resting either side of Alex and delivering several long deep strokes before closing in and wriggling his arse until he was balls deep, Alex raised his head again and moaned 'Fuck me baby!' he said between breaths. Max was intending on doing it anyway but hearing his lovers soft tones begging him for it drove his hips wild, slapping hard against his arse. Tom walked up to the door and heard the distinct sound of fucking and chuckled to himself, quickly removing his hand from knocking on the door and letting them get it over with. Tom returned to the balcony "Dinner will have to wait a few minutes" he said sitting down. "Seriously! They have had all day and they do it now!" Artem said folding his arms grumpily. Mateo picked a bread roll putting it in Artem's mouth "Eat this then" he said to a laughing Artem. "Behave!" Liam said pouring himself a glass of wine. Franco laughed looking at Artem who for once was lost for words with a bread roll hanging out of his mouth. That was what he liked about Artem, so confident in his role, plus he had a very extraordinary closeness with Alex and Max. Max couldn't go any faster even if he tried and it wasn't long before he felt his orgasm surfacing and taking over his body. He pushed in one last time and moaned loudly collapsing on top of Alex. Only their heavy breathing filled the air until Alex giggled and raised his head turning it to kiss Max. Max rested his head on Alex's back as he desperately wanted to fuck him again but knew they were all probably waiting for dinner. Slowly he pulled out and heaved Alex off the bed who was a giggling mess pulling his shorts back up with a raging erection showing through. Max pulled his shorts up "Man I am hungry!" he said holding his hand out to Alex. "Me too, but I can wait until later for my turn" Alex said kissing him. They strode out on to the balcony together to a round of applause from the guys. Instantly Max stood in front and took a bow then he presented Alex who stepped forward and bowed. The applause rang out from the table until the butler and waiter appeared confused as to what was going on. Alex and Max took their seats and spent an enjoyable few hours as the seven of them ate and drank, talking and laughing then eventually ending up on the beach sat under the stars of the humid night air. The following morning Alex and Max went down to the beach and Max took his phone out and sat behind Alex with one around his prince he took a selfie, happy it was a good picture he sent a text to the palace media who confirmed he could post it. Simultaneously the palace media team released the official statement, the governor premier announced the news in session. Max opened up the app on his phone where their page had now attracted millions of followers, he uploaded the photo and added the caption 'Happily in love with my fiancé' he put two wedding bell symbols next to it and looked at Alex who moved his finger over and clicked on the post button. They looked at each other and shared a very loving kiss. Liam walked over and showed them that the formal announcement had been made and read allowed to them 'Their Majesties the King and Queen of Monrovia along with Mr & Mrs Westwood-Lymm are pleased to announce that their sons, Prince Alexander and Maximilian Westwood-Lymm are officially engaged and will be married towards the end of June. Additional details of the ceremony will follow at a later date'. The palace media assistant logged in to the prince's account and began going through the numerous comments from well wishers as the number of likes rose in their thousands every time it was refreshed. There were already comments appearing speculating what Max's title would be. But incredibly in the last few minutes it had become the fastest trending topic in Monrovian history. The king and queen popped by and watched for a few minutes, the outpouring of love for the two was amazing. It confirmed their expectation that the wedding would need to be a full state ceremony, it had already been decreed by the governor that the day would be a public holiday. Alex had arranged with the hotel manager to have a jeweller brought to the hotel with plain gold rings for Max to try on since he adamant that Max needed one. Leaving the hotel managers office they took a stroll along the beach holding hands with Liam and Franco following on. It didn't take long for news to be spreading around the hotel as guests knew who was in residence by the security on Frangipani island, they were cautiously stepping forward offering their congratulations and asking for pictures. Alex and Max happily allowed selfies to be taken with the guests. The simple beauty of their love radiated from them and was evident to anyone who met them. Across on Frangipani island Tom was swimming with Artem whilst Mateo sat on the beach looking in to his phone on a video call with Hannes where they chatted away for a few minutes before Hannes went silent staring at him. "It is massive excitement here about the prince and Max" Hannes said. Mateo smiled "They are happy and in love" he replied staring at the screen. "What about you, are you in love?" Hannes asked straight out, "I know I am Mateo" he said. Mateo nodded slowly "Yes" he replied softly, "I missing you lots" he said welling up. Hannes smiled "I want you to enjoy your time away and do whatever you want" he said knowingly. "Oh!" Mateo replied looking confused then up at Tom. "I want it to be just you and me when you come home" Hannes now said clarifying it for him. Mateo grinned "No more Tom or prince?" he asked then chuckled, "Just you and me then?". Hannes nodded "I miss you Mateo, more than I thought I would" he said showing him his cock. Mateo laughed "You dirty boy" he said wiping his eyes then staring at him "Te quiero mucho". Hannes put his cock away "I know" he said, "Te quiero mucho Mateo". "Yo sé que tú" Mateo replied smiling, "I be home soon" he said. Hannes smiled "It is a big step Mateo so tell me your answer when you come home" he said. "Okay" Mateo said smiling back at him hearing the word home being spoken. "Are you coming in or do we have to drag you in?" Tom shouted out to Mateo. Hannes chuckled "You better go before Tom gets his hands on you" he said. Mateo hung up putting his phone back on the sun bed and wandered in to the sea to join them for a swim. He felt so happy right now about Hannes on one side, and the other a little sadness watching Tom knowing their explosive exploits would have to eventually come to an end.

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As a 50+ top, I prefer a 50+ bottom (in shape or not) to a twink, a 20-something and probably even a 30-something. My experience has been that older men (tops and bottoms both) know what they like and know how to use what they have to bring the most pleasure to both parties involved. Of course, that's a generalization and there are exceptions to that, even for me. (Like this late-30's bottom who has this "magic ass" that always makes me cum sooner than I want!) I think what you may be bumping against is a twofold issue: 1) the shortage of tops vis-à-vis the number of bottoms and 2) the culture of youth that seems to permeate the US. You need to not only play to your strengths, but play to the audience who wants what you're offering. (If we were in the same town, I'd be inside of you regularly. Just saying.... 😍) Give me an older bottom who knows how to take dick and can hang for a 3-hour session over a twink who's ready to tap out after 20-30 minutes EVERY day of the week!

The day before my 20th birthday I was on a train to Budapest. I was traveling by myself and left my compartment, the train was fairly empty and I actually had one to myself, to wander a bit. I passed a compartment that had a couple of guys in it who looked to be in their 30's. They were pretty attractive and checked me out as I passed by. I should say, I was still closeted at this time, even though I had LOTS of experience with gay sex by that point and could tell when a guy was cruising me. I thought I'd hang around in the hallway looking out the window and see what's up. In a minute, one of them came out and stood next to me, rubbing my ass that I had purposely stuck out. "Vodka?" He asked in a very thick accent that I assumed was Russian. I turned and saw his companion waving a bottle in the air. I wasn't about to turn down any of these possibilities. So I joined them in their compartment as the door was locked behind me. Shots were poured and I immediately downed two as I sat between my new friends. I learned their names were Ivan and Misha, but not much else as they didn't speak English. But that didn't matter as they felt my skinny, smooth body. Two more shots and they had my shirt off. Another two and my pants were gone. I sat there naked between them as they continued feeling me all over and taking turns kissing me. Two more shots and I was feeling no pain. That's when these two guys started changing a bit. They started becoming more aggressive and were soon taking turns forcing my mouth on their very decent sized cocks. They held the back of my head as they forced me to deepthroat them. Eventually Misha moved behind me and started lubing up his cock as Ivan fed me two more shots. I was pretty drunk now as I felt a cock pushing against my hole. Ivan stuck his cock down my throat to gag me as Misha forced his head past my sphincter. I screamed as my hole was stretched open, which was muffled by Ivan's cock. I was FAR from being a virgin, but it had been a month since I was last fucked, and I hadn't been loosened up. Misha just held my hips and pushed until his balls were against my ass as they both kinda laughed. He didn't give me much time to loosen up, but thank God I was drunk. Soon he was pounding away in my hole. Ivan removed his cock from my mouth, then rammed my underwear in its place. He replaced Misha at my hole. I screamed some more into the gag as Ivan forced his larger dick into me. But he didn't care, he just stretched me wide as he bottomed out in me, the fly of his pants scraping against my flesh. In fact, neither of them cared about me, they were only interested in one thing, my hole. But that was fine with me. I loved being used. Eventually Misha shot off in my ass, and Ivan quickly followed suit. After they removed the gag and made me clean their cocks, Ivan stuffed his cock back in his pants and exited the compartment. Misha poured two more shots, and even though I didn't want them, he somehow persuaded me down them as he spoke Russian into my ear. I have no idea what he was saying, but it sure sounded dirty. After a short bit, Ivan returned with two more guys. I was really drunk at this point, but through my blurred vision I could see they were probably late 40's or so, really burly guys. They basically ignored me as they talked to each other and laughed sneeringly at me. I heard the word American a couple of times, and it didn't sound nice. Someone stuffed my underwear back in my mouth and I could see someone else removing my laces from my tennis shoes. Then, one pair of laces was tied around my head, securing the gag in my mouth, while the other one was used to bind my wrists behind my back. Then the real fucking began. I honestly have no idea who was the next to mount me, but it didn't really matter. It was obvious I was nothing more than a hole for these guys, and wasted me loved it! They kept taking turns on my ass, fucking me for a while before pulling out and sticking another cock deep in me. This went on for probably two hours. I have no idea how many times each guy came in me, but from the best my drunken mind could tell, it was two each. All I knew was the alcohol was wearing off a bit and my ass ached like a mother fucker. I was sobbing a bit near the end which apparently amused my rapists. When they had finally finished using me, they untied me and helped me to get dressed before kicking me out of their compartment. "Don't say a word to anyone, American faggot." Said one of the burly men as he shut the door. Not that I was even capable of thinking who would possibly help me at this point. I stumbled back to my own compartment, cum dripping down my leg, garnering looks from people I passed. I promptly passed out as soon as I laid on the seats. After a couple of hours I awoke and it was dark outside. My underwear were soaked from all the cum that had leaked out and my head throbbed, but not as much as my ass. It ached like it had never before. But that aching made my dick hard and I realized I hadn't cum myself yet. I thought about jerking off, but my aching ass was actually craving more cock. I knew the Russians were still on the train, so I decided to see if I could find them. Luckily I remembered which compartment they were in and I knocked on the door. It slid open and the burly guy was standing before me. "What do you want American faggot?" He asked. "More." Was the only thing I could say. He laughed as he opened the door wider and let me in. The four of them smiled lasciviously as I grabbed what looked like a new bottle of vodka and took a couple swigs. Then I removed my clothes. No since standing on ceremony at this point. They again remained clothed as they took their cocks out and stroked them. I laid back on the seats and spread my legs. Ivan was the first to step up, rubbing lotion on his cock. His was the biggest cock and I grimaced as he forced it back into my battered hole. I just grunted as he pushed it in balls deep and grabbed another big swig off the bottle. From there, there was no gentleness, just fucking. After all, I was just a faggot to these guys. Just a hole to use. These men weren't gay, they were just using an available hole. Again, they didn't even remove their pants. They just unzipped enough to free their cocks. Also this time, there were no gags, no being tied. I had come back willingly after all. I just laid there with my legs in the air as Ivan pounded me before depositing another load in my hole. In retrospect, I'm glad Ivan was the first one back in my hole. The others were hung pretty well, but not quite as big. So after he a stretched my sore hole open again, the next guy was much more pleasurable. He held my thighs as he pounded me for a while, eventually cumming. Eventually, as the last guy was fucking me, I grabbed my cock, and in a couple swift strokes, was shooting my load all over myself. This triggered the last guy to unload the final load into me. After I stumbled again back to my compartment, I rummaged through my luggage until I found my toothbrush holder. I was still horny as fuck and wasted no time sticking it up my wet, loose hole. It wasn't a cock, but it was close enough. I jerked my hard dick as I pulled the toothbrush holder out. It was covered in cum and ass slime, which I licked off. After a couple minutes of this, I shot another big load and fell asleep. Soon after we pulled into the station, and I saw the Russians on the boarding plank, but they all acted like they didn't recognize me. That just made my cock stir in my pants again.

The framing of this seems problematic to me. It's the "fuck partner" being denied something they feel entitled to. After all, how important can the locked guy's choice or arousal be if it's so hard for potential partners to understand why? People get to do what they want or need to with their own bodies independent of the understanding, comfort, or approval of anyone else. If that narrows the number of people who'll play with them, so be it. You don't need to understand. Just learn to live with it and move on.

ask my father. he knows all about getting sucked off by his faggoty little girly son. I have sucked that mans big, beautiful cock more times than I can count.

I don't want a story. Most guys aren't actors (some CAN act, tho). I want to see sex. I want to see them sweat. I want them to lick each other and know they're tasting salty goodness. I want pre-cum. I want internal cumshots. Let me guess if it was a huge load, then show him eating that cummy hole. I want sex like I have sex - real. I want it to be short and furious or long and luxurious, one on one or groups, blindfolded or in public. I want it behind a dumpster after just meeting. I want it in a bathroom with their boyfriends in the bar. I want it in the woods or on the beach or in the store room at work. I want it in the back seat of your dad's car. I want it in a hotel pool. I want it everywhere at all times. What I DON'T want is perfect lighting and make up and sterile rooms and perfectly coiffed hair and hairless bodies, but that's just me.

All raw cock welcome in my hole

Actually, the largest Protestant denomination in the U.S. is the Southern Baptist Convention, which split from "mainline" Baptists in 1845 over the issue of White Supremacy (the Southern Baptists being entirely in favor of it). They did not acknowledge their role in maintaining slavery and White Supremacy until 2017. So this is not a problem limited to fringe religious groups. In fact, it's important to remember the history of segregation in US public schools and the response to the Court's decision in Brown v. Board of Education. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of private "segregation academies" sprung up across the southern U.S., mostly affiliated with conservative Protestant churches, in order to perpetuate whites-only education. The death knell for most of these schools came when the federal government ruled that a segregated or whites-only educational institution was not entitled to tax-exempt status, and thus all those private schools became taxable entities (and contributions to them could not be deducted by the parents). It was against that backdrop that right-wingers decided to make abortion a central issue for evangelicals. When Roe came out, in fact, most major Protestant churches endorsed it or were at worst neutral on the subject; abortion was seen as an issue that essentially only Catholics cared about. But several politically astute right-wing (and White Supremacist) operatives realized that since evangelicals could no longer use segregation as a rallying cry, abortion would work well as an "issue" to gin up support for conservative Republican candidates. That's how we got Ronald Reagan.

so true! so many sluts talk about having a tight hole but cumdumps like us realize how important it is to be loose enough that even big ticked guys can easily just slide right in us and start fucking. men dont wanna work to get their cocks in a slut. the easier we are to fuck, the better. plus we always gotta be ready to take even the biggest cocks. faggot whores like us will never tell a guy his cock is too big even if it’s horse sized.

Gotta make sure my hole stays loose and ready for any Man to use. 😊

Beauty... but those Balls are so sexy...

I let any raw hard dick cum in me.

As a fully-functioning male (whatever THAT means) with a pretty dick, I am almost always guaranteed that they will want my dick. I'm not bragging. It's not huge, but it's pretty and dark and uncut and a LOT of guys like that. I'm beefier than average and most guys would assume I'm a top. This means, almost without exception, that a guy will want to play with my dick. Sometimes this is fun, but other times, I don't need (or want) that attention. I've considered wearing a chastity cage for JUST that reason. Use my hole, that's why I'm there. I don't want to tell you I'm a bottom. I want you to know and approach me as such. I've met a lot of people who don't know what they want or are embarrassed to let it be known. Life is too short to be concerned about that crap. Seek out what makes you happy and get it. if it's not your thing, move on. I, for one, like it, because it lets me know where to focus my attention.

The fact that these pinch-faced creatures on the SCOTUS had to reach that far back into history to find hateful enough legislative hooks to hang their white sheets and hoods on is the result of this Nation failing to address the hellish issue of enslaving an entire race of human beings, fighting a terrible civil war over that depravity, and then failing to put in place institutions to ameliorate that grave error. The chickens are finally - after over 400 years - coming home to roost, and the price of supporting the filth of White Privilege will be very steep indeed. Perhaps too steep to be paid-in-full .... and we're the ones who must choose decency over depravity now.

Hey guys...I am brand new to this site after spending some time with google looking for others after my most awesome weekend ever! To start, I am 19. I started having sex when I was 16 but it was pretty much just sucking guys off at school or on Grindr when I found them. I never fucked without a condom. Then this weekend happened! Last week, I sent a DM to a guy on Grindr who looked pretty hot and I asked if I could suck his cock. He brushed me off. I sent him a couple more messages and pictures cus I really wanted to meet him. I even sent him my snap hoping he would message me. Well, Friday night just after midnight he sent me a message in snap and told me to open Grindr to see how close we were, he was walking home and he wanted to fuck me. I opened Grindr and he was 100m away!!! So I told him my address and room number and he said he would be over in 5 minutes. I live in a dorm and am in a summer program so still on campus so I have a single till August. Anyway, 5 minutes later he buzzes, I let him in and he knocks on my door. I was pretty nervous because I don't have people come to me too often, this is the first time I am living alone and I also didn't have any time to shower or nothing, so it was just meet and meet. I opened the door and he looks amazing. His profile said he was 27 and he pretty much looked 27. He is also super tall, 195cm, and I am 170cm with my shoes on! He smelled like smoke and alcohol. He came into my room and asked if I had anything to drink. I gave him a beer and I took one myself. He asked what experience I had. I told him I was a good cocksucker, I liked 69, I liked to fuck and I liked to get fucked. He asked me if I ever played rough. I was very nervous since I didn't know how rough he meant but I said yes because I have wrestled and played with breath control before and some light bondage. He asked me if I ever did bareback and I said no. He stood up and said he was finished and was going to leave. So he is walking out and I asked him if he only did bareback or if there was another problem. He said bareback or nothing. So, I let him leave. I just froze and didn't know really what to do. He left. I was alone in my room, my cock was rock hard thinking about this guy and how he was here right next to me and I let him leave. His smell was still in the room. I just sat there, wondering what to do next. Probably an hour passed. It was just after 1AM and I got a snap notfication. He was outside my door and he wanted to come back up for another beer. I buzzed him in and he knocked at my door. There he was again. I was rock hard. He came in and then pushed me back...as soon as I recovered from the push another guy walked into my room. The other guy was also late 20s, very tall, at least 190cm, and he looked very intense. They grabbed my arms and held them behind my back while the second guy pulled out a zip tie and cuffed me. They shoved a sock or something in my mouth and bent me forward. They pulled down my shorts and started to finger my ass. Then I could hear one of them looking around my room, he pulled a knife from my kitchen and cut the back of my shirt and stripped it off me. They forced me to step out of my shorts. Then they stood me straight up to look at them. I was naked, rock hard, mouth gagged and hands zip tied behind my back. I never felt so hot and scared and horny in my life. I stood there naked, looking at these two guys. The helped themselves to some more beers, lit cigarettes and blew the smoke in my face. They were just talking with each other about how they were going to rape me and breed me. They asked me if they could fuck me bareback...I just stood there staring at them. I didn't nod yes or no, just too surprised and horny at the same time to do anything. My legs were shaking, I could barely stand. They finished their beers and cigarettes and the taller one took off his clothes first. He was in really good shape, defined chest, tight stomach, and his cock was at least 22cm, just like his pictures. He was hard as a rock. His friend took off his clothes. He was also in good shape, not as muscled but defintiely still hot and his cock was really thick but not as long, maybe 19cm but thick as a beer can or more. They stood there in front of me just standing and staring at me as I was staring at them till the shorter guy said "well, time to breed this little boy, you first" I was pushed onto my bed on my back. The taller one pushed my legs up in the air while the shorter one got onto the bed took out the sock from my mouth, spit on my face and then straddled my face...he dangled his big balls into my mouth and nose. The smell of his cock was amazing. My inner pig kicked in and I started sucking on his balls like no tomorrow. As I am doing this, I could feel the other guuys tongue probing my ass, then spitting on it. Then I feel some lube being pushed into my hole with his finger. They start joking with each other that I'm a dirty little boy and that I didn't learn how to clean out yet. My ass was probably not super clean since I had no prep time. So the guy on my face moves his hole to my mouth and I start rimming it as he sits down on my face, smothering me...just as I feel the other guys cock pushing into my hole...he says "so you don't bareback, well you do now" My head was spinning, I didn't know how to feel. In some ways I was just amazed that like a fantasy was coming true and in other ways I was like wow, I am being raped and barebacked and I don't want this. He was fuckking me for at least 5 minutes as the other guy is sitting on my face. Then the second guy moves and pushes his cock to my mouth...I open up and he pushes his massively thick cock inside...it is so thick my jaw hurts opening up wide enough for it. And there I am, being spit roasted by these two guys... I can sense that the taller guy is getting close, he is fucking me faster and he stopped talkiing to his friend, he is just grunting now...then I feel it, his cock starts throbbing inside me and he pushes in deep one last time and lets out an amazing groan...I think iti was my imagination but I can literally feel his cum inside me...he stays there for a few seconds as the other guy keeps fucking my mouth...it's weird, I have one cock still pumping and another going limp inside me and i feel awkward for a seconds till the short guy says "my turm" and I feel the other guy pull out...the short guy bounces off the bed and then starts to push his massively thick cock into my hole. It is so thick it really hurt and I start making the first noises I made all night...then the talal guy junps on the bed and sits on my face pushing his balls into my mouth. I feel the thick cock go inside, hurting the whole way. Then he starts to pump, slowly at first...I match my ball sucking to his rhythym...then he speeds up...he says "Mees...I'm about to breed this boy!" and then I feel his cock throbbing just like the other guy....and I swear I could feel the cum shoot into me as he collapses down on top of me...he starts sucking the tall guys cock as I am sucking his balls. Then he pulls out. I can feel a dribble of cum and/or lube coming out of my ass. Then the tall guy gets up and I am layoing on my back, hands bound behind my back and my cock still hard as a rock with cum dripping out of my ass. They look at me and the short one says "boy, you are a good hole...and you just got two poz loads in you so welcome to the club" They left me laying there while they got dressed. My cock is still rock hard. Then they flip me over and cut the zip tie, releasing my hands. I think it was the taller one that said "enjoy that gift kid, you will appreciate it" Then they left. I laid there for at least 10 minutes processing what just happened. My cock started to get soft. Then I thgouht to myself, do I shower and try to clean out, do I go to the doctor and get pills, do I just accept that all the porn I had fantasixed about just came true and change my life... Well, 48 hours have passed so the doctor isn't really an option...I guss I am just going to wait and see. Part of me is ready to go bare forever, part of me is thniking to be safe until I know for sure. But wow, that was an amzing night even though I didn't cum!

1. Condoms. Instantly stop watching. 2. Pulling out. My fucking gawd stop this shit. It's the least realistic. No real top wants to pull out. No real bottom wants those raw loads in the small of his back or on his ass cheek. Also, and others have said it here.. Can we get some more unprotected cruising, bathhouse, back alley nasty stuff? Like we need to continue to inspire more and more twinks to the beauty of being a total bareback slut. I mean it. The more porn shows the beauty of letting go and being used, the more have the chance to get into the lifestyle.

When I’m horny I spread my legs and hole for any hard cock that comes along - and to be honest when I spread my legs for a not-so-hot-guy it actually makes me more hard and slutty than when I’m with somebody hot and sexy. Two weeks ago I got fucked raw by a really ugly truckdriver - he was overweight, bad haircut, slightly dirty and smelly but he had a huge thick cock. He fucked me in his bunkbed behind the drivers seat and his bedsheets smelled of old cum and sweat … and I was so turned on that I came without even touching my dick halfway through the fuck. That made him even hornier and he fucked me hard and raw for 10 more minutes before he unloaded inside me while he told me how much cum he was going to pump inside my horny pussy. I think it is about being able to let completely go of all control and not feeling you have to look attractive or sexy because the guy you are with can not exactly be picky. So go for it guys - get bare-fucked by the ugly ones 😉

First time writing. Let me know what you think. Any thoughts or critiques. Also if you wanna see something in the story let me know and I will see if I can work it in. ________________________________________________________________________________________ “Oh, yeah gonna shoot this poz load in that fucking sloppy hole.” So announced the latest top as his cock throbbed in my once tight hole and with his announcement I felt another load added to the flood of cum in my ass. He shuddered and dripped sweat onto my smooth chest. My eyes rolled back in my back and all I could do was moan in my popper haze. At this point I had been in the sling for about four hours, and had taken eight loads. During this entire period my Owner stood behind me, encouraging the men who penetrated my ass, feeding me poppers and steadying the sling. I felt so slutty and wondered about how I had come to this point in my life. The next top stepped up, furry as all hell and tatted up and made eye contact as he slid his raw cock into my abused hole. As he did so, I hoarsely moaned "Fuck, yes, more please.” ****2 weeks prior*** I had just graduated college and was home working at one of those job that we've all taken, simply to earn some money. I had just broken it off with my girlfriend since we lived too far away to bother with trying to keep a relationship going after college. I wasn’t really worried though I was always good at finding girls to fuck. I’m Italian-Sicilian, 6 ft , 185 pounds, and have the pale skin and black hair all over to prove it. In fact, I have a great manly dense coating of fur all over my well toned pecs, abs, and leg as well as super dense pit fur. I love to smell my pits after a workout and jack off while still wearing my boxers. Oh yeah. My cock is eight inches, uncut and thick, and it drools like a faucet when I get hard. I jerk off at least three times daily, just to remain sane. I was super horny coming home from a workout one night and was passing the adult bookstore in my town and thought I would stop in and pick up some porn as a jerk-off aid. I parked my car around the back so that people wouldn’t see it, and made my way in. Once in the store, I began looking at the various dvds for sale and drifted over to the toy section, where I saw a huge cabinet filled with different types of lube and bottle labeled as 'Aromas'. “Need help?” a deep voice asked. I turned around and less than a foot away stood the sales associate. He was about 6'2", 225 pounds, was apparently as hairy as was I, and had a scruffy, good looking face. His tight black shirt and jean showed that he was also thick with muscle. I felt some how small standing there in just my tank top and basket ball shorts. “Ummmmm, I was wondering what these little bottle are for?" ’ “Those are poppers, son. They make ya super horny and relaxed. Do you want some?” “Well I am always super horny but sure, I guess so.” He reached around and unlocked the case and handed me a bottle and quietly commented "Here try these. They're my favorite.” I went to reach in my shorts and he just shook his head and said he would cover me and suggested I try 'em in the back video area before I left. I was so horny I decided to take him up on his suggestion. My cock tented against the material of my jock as I made my into the video area at the rear of the store. It was dark back there as lit only by a couple red lights. There were two banks of booths, five on each side and a cluster of larger booths in the middle. Not liking to be constrained I made my way to one of the booths. Once in I feed a five dollar bill into the machine, I fished-out my cock. Of course it was hard and leaking from the earlier exchange as some straight porn booted up on screen. My mind returned to the sales guy and wondered why he had made me nervous and hard all at the same time. I put those thought out of my head as I unscrewed the bottle and tried my first hit of poppers. The smell turned me off at first but then the rush hit me. My hand paused on my cock as my face turned flush and my breathing increased. I felt my self getting even harder and sweat broke out on my skin. My mind focused only on my cock and the feelings of how horny I was. A moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes as a large drop of precum slicked the head of my cock as I jerked myself. I am not sure how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes the guy from the sales floor was standing in the door to the booth. Fuck I had forgotten to slide the latch. “Seems like you enjoyed those. Why not take another hit? I'll help you out.” He was staring directly into my eyes and for some reason I nodded slightly. He moved towards me and lifted my hand holding the bottle to my nose and told me to inhale deeply. I am not sure why I followed his orders so readily but I did. He moved the bottle over to my other nostril and, in his deep, almost hypnotic voice, said “Again. boy.” I did so twice more. My head was swimming as his hands roamed down my body, pulled my cock out, and took me all the way down his warm mouth, occasionally licking around the head of my cock, cleaning up all my precum in the process. Then he roughly pulled my shorts, leaving my bare, jock clad ass pressed up against the wall. I was sweaty like a horse and the smell drifted up from my pits and mixed with the smell of the poppers and my cock got even hard from this guy sucking me off. I was starting to come down from the effects when the guy pressed the bottle back to my nose and sent me off again. I would barely think all that was on my mind was how horny I was and how I wanted to feel more. After several minutes of pleasuring my cock, the guy reached-up, and slid two fingers in my mouth. I supposed he wanted to keep my groans to a minimum, but he in fact only seemed to make me horny. His fingers tasted salty and I loved it. “Fuck you are hot. I wanna make you mine and mark you up. Let's see how that hole of yours is.” He encouraged me to take several more hits, and then gestured for me to turn around. He spread my furry ass and dove right in, licking at my hole. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt amazing. My back arched and I pushed back into his wet tongue, loving the sensation of having my hole eaten out, loving the sensation of his facial hair rubbing roughly against my ass as his soft wet tongue darted into my hole. My hand went right to my cock and started jerking it fast. The guy wouldn't have any of that, however, and grabbed my hand, and restrained me, saying quietly, "Not yet, boy. I wanna make you beg to shoot.” I had never been called boy before but it triggered something in me and I moaned. Suddenly the guy stood up and turned me back around. “Stay here I will be right back” he said and left me standing in the booth high on poppers and panting. He came back in a minute with something in his hand. Sinking to the ground he took my cock back in his mouth and sucked me hard and fast. He held the bottle back to my nose and I took 4 more hit while he gave me the best blow job I had ever received. 10 shots came out of my cock as I came. Between the intense orgasm and the poppers my head was spinning as the guy swallowed and suck at my shrinking cock. I was sweaty and panting when I felt something being pressed around my cock and heard a click. “There we go all locked away, that should make sure you come back again next week” “What?!?!” looking down I saw my cock encased in a plastic tube that only left my balls exposed. I looked at the guy with confusion. “What you thought this was only going to be about you. If you want that taken off be here again next week same time and we will see what we can do. And expect to return the favor for what I just did and then same. If you don’t see me up from just say you need to see The Boss, when you get here. Have a fun week” I was dumbstruck. Before an hour ago I had never tried poppers or had a guy suck me off. Now I had shot my load and my cock was locked in this thing. Thinking about the blow job I felt myself start to get hard and felt pain as it pressed against the plastic. In a daze I tucked my now caged cock back in my jock pulled my shorts up and drove home.

The music is loud… some techno shit… not good not bad… I try to look like I belong in this place… I do not know the language but who cares… I am not here for the talking. In fact the more anonymous the better… I am a traveler. I am staying in this city for three nights and I intend to make the best of it… The moment I arrived I went to the hotel, jumped in the shower, cleaned inside- out, wore my worn out fuck jeans, no under wear, took my poppers in hand… and here I am in a bar at the center of the gay neighbourhood drinking my beer and gathering my strength to go downstairs where I know is the darkroom… I am not invisible… I am tall 6.3 black hair, moustache, with the confidence of an Alpha Top … Well I used to .. in my old days… Alas… not any more… now I know what I am … I am a cumdump… the men who like to breed a real man cunt, sure they have a good time with me… but again some not… no big deal… that’s is life… and I am OK with it… I usually smile, I say “I do not fuck… I like to get fucked and I only do bareback…” And when I say it I smile so no hurt feelings… And most of the guys are Ok with that. So life goes on… And the path of my life brought me here in this seedy leather bar. I see people look at me try to figure out what is the story behind my Mediterranean poker face… But none approaches and I approach no one either. Second beer… The bartender takes the tip with the smile. Europeans do not tip bartenders. “The fun is downstairs” he said in English. “I know” was my answer. No more talk… I went back to my corner. A man around his 50’s was standing opposite of me. Tall maybe a bit taller than me… Beard… Stocky… Nordic… In leather. Intense eyes. He is drinking his beer slowly. Looking at me… I took the challenge and I returned back the glance with the same intensity. His eyes showed nothing. He was good… A silent hunter. That is OK with me… I can wait… I won’t make the first move. If there is any kind of invitation it has to be from his part. That is the rules of the game. And I was right. He approaches me first. “Boy I need to piss… come downstairs… Now!!!” Yeap, he read me right. I followed him downstairs… he took a turn right to one of the booths… waited in the open door. I came closer. He kissed me… He knew how to kiss… Not soft not hard, but with dominance… I felt the taste of the beer. He took my hand and put it at his open fly… Damn… uncut and thick … the way I like it… Not soft but not hard either… He didn’t touch my cock at all… put his hand under trying to find my hole… He found the target easily…. “I’d love to piss in your hole…” “Go for it…” was my answer…. “Let’s find the sling”… We went thru the dark corridors… Men in the basement were walking back and forth from one wall to the other like ghosts… Hunting… for the next pray… for the next cock… for the next ass… I read their minds… They knew I was his… and with his walk in front of me he left no doubts … I was his… There was the sling… unoccupied… Didn’t take me long to take my trousers off… put it on the sling and lay on it… Took his lube… spread it around my hole then all over his thick tool… I was hard… but he stil hadn’t touch my cock.. I was not given permission to touch it either … Took my poppers out….. Nice buzz… He took his too… and then I felt his cockhead pressing my spinster… “Ready boy?” I loved the way he pushed it in… It hurt a bit but it was a nice kind of pain. My eyes locked in his… “Here it comes…” he said and then I felt it… Warm piss in my hole… And his eyes still there locked in mine. And yes a slight smile. There was another buzz … Damn chem piss…. My favourite kind…. “I love chem piss… “ I heard my self whispering while he still kept steel in my ass… “You like slamming boy?” he asked. “I love slamming Sir, but I cannot handle the needle myself… “ I said… “Good… I love slamming my boys…. Do you want to be my boy for tonight BOY?” How sweet of him… he was still pissing in my ass and slowly started to slide his thick cock inside my sloppy ass… He looked like he cared.. “Yes, Sir.... I can be anything you want me to be…” was all I said. And I meant it. “Do you want to be my slam whore for tonight boy?” So strange hearing a man calling me “Boy”… and somehow I felt a kind of peace in me… “Yes, Sir! I trust you…” He started fucking me faster… “You like my dick?” he asked. “Love your dick Sir” I answered back and I meant it. “Do you like my piss in you?” soft voice… taunting me.. teasing me… “Yes, Sir although I make a mess”… “No worries… we are not done yet… I will deliver the deed first... and then some more… we are not in a hurry… Are you in a hurry?” he was fucking me slowly… but not in the way to breed… just the way to feel my wetness inside me… and take the pleasure I was giving him… “No Sir, I am not in a hurry… I am your boy for tonight…” He smiled… nice teeth…. I liked that he was not afraid to smile… Most Tops don’t smile… I guess part of the mask… I don’t complain. I wear my masks as well… but this time I was Ok… I felt safe being a cumdump in a sleazy bar offering my ass to a complete stranger, talking English in an equal heavy accent as mine… And I meant it... I was his boy for tonight… That was clear in my mind… “You know what I want right now?” he asked again with his smooth whisper… “What?” “ A nice slam!” “Here?” “Yessssss while I am fucking you… Do you trust me?” My logic said no… but fuck logic… I took another big sniff from the poppers and instead of an answered I offered him my arm… “Good boy… “ was all he said… From one of his pockets he took one point… without taking his cock off from my ass he found the vein and I felt a small prick… He was good… I knew I was in good hands… I saw how he registered the point, the slight draw back of the blood entering the needle and then he pushed it all in… “There you go boy… fly away…” I heard my self coughing a bit… and then the buzz came like a wave… an electric wave … like flying… I felt like a leaf… ready to surrender on the wind… yes I was moving but it was the motions of the fucking… “Yes… be my slam whore”…. And the fucking became more intense…. He started to speak in his own language… Norwegian maybe? I didn’t care… I was lost in space… I felt poppers in my nostrils… He ordered me to breathe… And then he took four big snorts… The real fucking started…. He was close… “Look at me whore” he demanded… I looked at him … he was so beautiful… and like an invisible mirror I saw I was beautiful in his eyes, as well… I was where I was born to be… In a sleazy bar getting fucked and slammed by a stranger…. “Ready for my poz load, Boy? Beg for my Poz load…. “ “Give me your Poz load” I said. “Louder!!!!” He screamed… “GIVE ME YOUR POZ LOAD” I heard my voice screaming… That was all he wanted to hear…. And he gave it to me… With a bark … Like a wolf… like a tortured demon, he unleased in full force his seed deep in me… The noise of the sling was our only music... and then there was nothing else but our breaths… the ship finally came to port after a fight with the storm… I felt his hands on my lips… I sucked his fingers… tasted his cum and piss and my ass juice… nice… then I felt his hand on my hair… gentle touch… so unexpected... so out of place... so right... “Thank you” he said… “Thank you “ I answered back… “Let’s get some water… We are not done yet… “ Then I knew he was a man of his words… I was his Boy for the night… And the night was not done yet…

2012-05-23 I had not planned on spending more that 20 or thirty minutes here, I thought to myself. Get in, get the stuff (with a little bartering), and get out. Now I was staring up at the ceiling into the mirror that my host (and meth dealer) Gary had so wisely placed above the leather sling I now found myself fastened into. The leather hood I was wearing let me see, breathe and gave others access to my mouth. The black leather is supple, and I saw myself in the mirror, the rainbow studded leather collar, harness and matching jock on my 155 lb frame; I liked what I saw, how my legs and arms were spread and tied to the sling's chains - immobile and subject to whatever would happen. I thought back to what I had met Gary three months ago, and I don't know why I was surprised this was happening to me; in the first twenty minutes after meeting him, it was obvious that he was twisted (in the good kind of way). A friend of mine, Steve, introduced me to Gary because I was having so much trouble finding a reliable source for tina. We drove to Gary's house one Friday afternoon so Steve could vouch for me when we started dealing. The first sight I had of Gary was a memorable one. He came to his front screen door dressed in his harness and chaps. He swaggered a bit, looking oh so hot as his black leather chaps framed his thick, half erect cock as it was swinging back and forth. His cock was decorated nicely with a thick shiny silver cock ring and an impressively large PA. He met my eyes and we had one of those moments when you know you're going to end up fucking. Still, I tried to keep it business, allowing Steve to do all the talking. Gary invited us downstairs to his "office" to complete our business. The "office" was a large basement room with a padded floor, a leather sling a bed, - all made more inviting by the dim red track lights which covered the whole room. He sat at a table, arranging things for the deal. I told him what I wanted and he weighed it out for me, bagged it, and then asked me if I was a cop. I laughed, and said "Hell no." He smiled at me, then said "A cop wouldn't suck my cock would he?" "No I guess, not" I laughed. He remained serious and said "Want to convince me?" Gary was sitting on a chair stoking his hardening prong as he spoke to me. I didn't know if he was really was serious or not, but I figured what the hell, and knelt between his legs and took his big tool in my mouth. The PA was clicking a little on my teeth, but I kept going. Gary was encouraging me and Steve just watched. Gary whispered in my ear that he'd give me some bonus product if I finished him off, and I eagerly agreed, and began to worship his beautiful tool, which now stood full mast at 8" long and slightly less thick than a beer can. I wasn't going anywhere. Eventually I finished him off, got the product from him and Steve and I left that day as I was the attraction at a gang bang at a local hotel (another story). A week later, I called up Gary and told him I'd like to stop by, but I'd be alone this time. He said "Sure, I'll see you when you get here." I arrived at his place 30 minutes later, and he came to the door looking much the same as last time, which made me hot for him to use that big cock of his on me again. We went down to the office again, and proceeded with the deal. Once Gary had it all weighed out, he started to hand it to me, but stopped short. "How'd you like to prove you're not a cop again?" "Absolutely" I said, kneeling down and engulfing him as he chuckled "Fucking tina whore." That turned me on incredibly - being a tweaking bottom slut with my dealer's big 8" cock in my mouth. I heard the sound of a torch being lit, and he nudged my cheek to give me a hit off his bong. Just the first thick hit of tina smoke was enough to put me at his mercy, but we kept smoking and recycling the hits to each other until we were flying pretty high. He offered me a glass of punch, saying "Drink this, it's G. You'll like it." I eagerly did whatever he told me to, drinking the G down quickly and then going back to work on his cock. His wonderfully thick dick responded quickly and he was hard as a rock in no time - no tina dick for Gary. "You like to get fucked, isn't right Jim?" he asked. "Fuck yes" I said. "I'd love it if you fucked me - I've been thinking about that for a week now." He ordered me on the bed, all fours style, and after lubing my hole with some elbow grease, slid that marvelous tool into my ass-pussy to the hilt in one motion. "Fuck yeah!" we both erupted at once. We fucked for at least an hour and a half, with Gary depositing two loads in my ass before I steadied myself to leave. "There's a little extra in the bag" he said. "See you next week, I suppose." "Great" I answered and with a little wobbliness, walked to my car. The deals with Gary had been going according to that general theme for these last three months. It even developed into a little role playing scene, like I was giving him sex for meth. I was paying, of course, but the scene of him using me as a cum dump as a payment for meth turned us both on immensely. The sex was always white hot - in our little scene he saw that I liked being called degrading names and made to feel that I was completely his to use as he wanted. He so naturally assumed the Dominant role and I the submissive one, that I truly wouldn't call it role playing. It was the first three months of one of the hottest affairs I've ever had. So here I am today, looking up at leathered and bound self, unable to get out of the sling, close my legs or keep anything from entering my mouth. I was a little uneasy, this kind of thing being new to me, but horny beyond description, my ass was tingling from the little bit of tina we'd smoked, and I wanted Gary to fill it as soon as possible. But Gary had left the room after tying me into the sling, he put a poppers soaked cotton ball in the little pouch of the hood as well; my head was swimming and I began to realize Gary had been gone nearly half an hour. I chuckled a little - why was I surprised at being on the altar here in this scarlet tinted dungeon shrine to gay piggish sex? A total slut, tied spread eagle in a sling, unable to move or even scratch my balls, smelling nothing but the amyl, and hearing nothing but fuck-me fuck-me fuck-me techno music in the room. It was all making me hornier by the second! Hell, I realized I wasn't surprised at where I was at all, but realized I loved being here - here, like this - it's just what I am. I am, and always have been a submissive bottom for tops to use and subjugate. I took my first cock at a very young age, and loved it. I just naturally love it when men use me. I love to party, take cocks bareback, get fisted, drink cum and piss and of course, am HIV+ - your typical pussy white bottom. So I was eager when I heard footsteps on the stairs finally, and I began to get excited, thinking about nothing but how I was going to give my hole and mouth completely to worship Gary's big cock. I detected more than one set of footsteps coming down the stairs. Since I had no view of the stairs, I had to wait until whoever they were came around to the foot of the sling to see them. Gary stood, his ringed and PA'ed cock protruding from his crotch, the look of it teasing my itchy hole by its absence. Two men had arrived with him. One was black and was older, maybe late forties, a big thick cock like Gary's (no PA), and moderately hairy, but naked except for his black boots red and black leather bands around his biceps, pierced nipples and lots of tats, 6'4" 230, shaved head, goatee with braids, (with an huge earring that made me think of Mr Clean); his dark brown eyes were piercing directly into mine - he smiled the smile of a conqueror. Gary later addressed him as Stick, and further identified him as his supplier from Dallas. I licked my lips as I stared back. The other man was Black-Mexican, late 30's or early 40's, 6'4, maybe 200 lbs, wearing nothing but a pair of sunglasses a baseball cap and a leather harness around his incredible cock (thicker than Gary's - later I'd find out it was 10" with an 8" circumference). Gary spoke first saying "This is my cunt", clearly referring to me. "He thinks he likes to get high on tina and have his sloppy slut hole and mouth used. You'll enjoy him, but first we need to teach him how to really do tina. Here cunt, drink this" handing me the usual G-laced cola. I drank it down without hesitation. With that, Mr Clean produced several orange tipped syringes full of fluid. He was an intimidating looking man, but he softened his expression and assured me as he began to swab my arm - he had a smooth voice, saying "Just stay still. You'll feel a coughing sensation, it's normal, you'll love it - wait for the ride, ok cunt?" "Yes sir," I answered. With a firm grip he steadied my right arm, fixed a tourniquet on it and uncovered the needle. He was confident and smooth, hitting a vein and drawing blood back into the syringe with one motion, then pushing the liquid into my bloodstream steadily until the rig was empty, and just as quickly slapped a bandaid over the spot as he withdrew the needle. It was my first slam ever. I can't find the words to describe what I felt like that first time; after the cough, my ears began ringing and a rush of pleasure and what I can only say is the emotional state of extreme horniness overwhelmed me; I couldn't focus my eyes, my asshole actually started to burn intensely - not with pain, but pure lust. All I wanted was cock - in my mouth, in my pussy, and over and over again. I guess the Mex-Black guy (his name was Pedro) and Gary slammed at the same time I did; as soon as Stick was finished he slammed himself. I was awash in such an intense wave of carnal desire, so willing to give myself for the pleasure of these men that I could not imagine what I would not do to please them, or to satisfy what was now a raging overpowering piggyness. I began chanting "Fuck me, please sir fuck me" over and over again. Gary stuck his cock into my mouth from above, oozing more pre-cum than I've ever seen someone put out. I greedily took his cock in my mouth, but he pushed in all the way down my throat, smiling evilly at me as he said "You're going to be my good little junkie cunt and satisfy my friends, right?" "MMMHHHMMM" was all I could utter. Gary took his cock out so I could breathe - I gagged a little but begged for more. I was flying and my hole was hungry to get fucked. Stick stood rubbing his cock on my hole's opening, jamming wads of lube up my chute and smearing lube all over my hole and butt. He said nothing to me, just looked me in the eye as he slammed his big cock into my pussy ass. Oh God, it felt so good, his thick hard cock, hot inside me and sawing in and out of my bottom faster and faster. He paused a few times, but said nothing to me. I was still swallowing Gary's cock. He held his cock in me for a few seconds then pulled it out, leaving my hole open. I began to moan and wiggle by ass in an attempt to beg for him to put it back in again. Instead, Pedro with his 10x8 monster moved in and began to fuck me silly. He got very verbal, especially about my being a shameless junkie puta for black cock and little fag who was a cum dump for real men. He slapped my ass several times, ordering me to show him how much I love his big black prick as he held still and I slid my pussy up and down his pole as the sling's pendulum motion impaled me on his beautiful cock over and over. Gary and Pedro skewered me for sometime - I have no idea how long - until Gary began to quicken his pace and shot the first load of the evening onto my belly, some of which Pedro raked immediately into my cunt. Gary fed me the rest, and kept fucking my mouth as I sucked his cock clean and swallowed his cum. "Yeah," Pedro taunted me - "fucking cum drinking pussy. You little bitch, you want some more? I'm breeding you right.....now!" And Pedro pounded my ass with violent, quick and full strokes of his 10" of manhood, shooting all of his huge load inside me, continuing to thrust as his jizz made my sloppy ass squish with every stroke. As Pedro pulled out, he moved to my mouth and had me clean his cock as Stick took his place in my ass with his big cock. He was harder than Pedro and fucked slower, using full measured thrusts as he gazed into my eyes. "You like what's happening to you, cunt?" I moaned in affirmation. Stick continued saying "Yeah, I love fucking a real true bottom like you. You love getting fucked don't you." "MMMHHHMMM," I moaned again. Once Pedro's cock was clean, he and Gary smoked a joint as Stick took his time with my ass. "Your hole feels so wide open and ready for stretching. Gary said you'd be a complete pig for getting your ass opened up. I like fucking pussies like you. It turns me on to own a pussy like you and see you take cock like a bitch. Everyone thinks you're a man but you're really a horny little fag who loves to get his ass fucked and be a real man's little bitch." I stared at him hungrily. His dirty, humiliating talk was making me into more and more of the bitch he was calling me. "I get off using a shameless junkie bottom pig like you. You don't care what we do as long as we fuck you right, cunt" he slammed his big cock in my hole. I thrusted back, moaning, "Yes, Sir, I'm your cunt." "You have a nice cunt, so hungry." Stick whispered. "Gary says you whore to get tina, is that right?" he asked. "I like playing like I do," I answered, "it's hot to imagine begging my dealer to put my cunt for sale so I can get high." "I'll bet you would whore for tina if you had the chance, cunt like you would do anything to get a cock in his pussy, right?" "Yes Sir, I suppose so, I've always thought that it is hot to get paid when a guy fucks me." "So you have been paid by guys who fucked you? That's so fucking raunchy, cunt, and I love it! You're really just a cheap fucking whore, aren't you?" "Yes, Sir. I was filled with cock and being told what a whore I was." "Awesome! You cunt, I'm going to show you what a real fucking is. You ready to whore for me tonight for real?" "Fuck yeah" I said, grinding my cunt on his cock. "I have two guys who are going to pay $20 to fuck your mouth and pussy - they think you're neg and that you are getting pozzed this weekend. I think there will be at least five more tonight too. I keep all the money and pay you in tina. What do you say to that?" "I don't think I've ever been so hot to get fucked in my whole life, Sir." "OK, cool cunt, now shut the fuck up for the rest of the evening - I mean it. You're just my hole to pimp out." I nodded. Stick fucked me hard and fast, and gave me his load, filling my hole as he looked down on me with a nasty smile. His cock stayed hard and I was gyrating on it as Gary and Pedro came over after finishing their joint. They asked Stick if he told me about his plan to pimp me out. "Look at the way he's pumping on my dick, he's so hot and ready to be my cheap little whore" Stick said. Gary untied me from the sling and allowed me to get on the bed. Pedro had sat down and I mounted his cock facing away from him, taking Stick's cock into my mouth. Pedro took my legs and spread them, and Gary slipped his fat cock into my cunt next to Pedro's. As Stick fed my mouth with his cock, there was the sound of a doorbell. Gary bellowed, "Come on in, down in the basement." Soon two tall lanky twenty-something guys witnessed the three of them stuffing me with cock. "Look at that whore we're going to fuck, looks like he loves cock" one said, and they both began to strip. "Who's Stick? It was Twenty for both of us, right?" someone asked, to which Stick replied "I'm Stick, and yes, it's $20 for each of you. Okay guys, let's let these two studs have the cunt, since they're paying for it" whereupon Gary and Pedro disengaged themselves from the mattress. "He wants both our poz loads, right?" one of the new guys asked. "Yeah, fuck yeah, the cunt's yours to use. Breed his cunt all you want" said Stick. I was moaning in anticipation. The darker of the two young guys took his shorts off, letting his nice thick dick go free. I immediately sucked it into my mouth. I was on all fours on the bed, and the other kid started rubbing my hole with lube. "How many loads so far, fag?" "Three" Stick answered for me. "Cunt doesn't use his mouth for talking." The guy at my pussy shoved his bare cock into me as he slapped my ass. "You like my hard cock, you pussy ass faggot?" I clenched my hole around his cock as I took the other kid's cock down my throat held it there and gently bobbed on it. We fucked like that for 20 or 30 minutes, as Gary, Stick and Pedro just watched, occasionally commenting on what a good little prostitute I was - God, I was in heaven. Soon, the guy in my ass nutted loudly taunting me to take his buggy jizz and triumphantly announcing to me that he was converting my sorry ass. He pulled out and switched with the other kid, and soon, he also sprayed a load in my cunt as I cleaned his buddy's cock with my mouth. He slowly pulled out and spread my pussy open to get a look at my loaded ass. "You're going tot get bred a lot more before you're through, cunt. How does it feel to be a cheap ten dollar whore?" I responded by enthusiastically cleaning his cock off. "Fucking fag - you're a hot little cunt, crazy for cock and cum, huh?" I smiled. After the two kids left, Stick came over to me. "It will be about 90 minutes before the next guests arrive. I noticed you don't have any ink. I think you should get a whore tag above your cunt. You can talk, cunt." "I've thought about it, Sir. Seems hot" I answered. "I have my rig in the car, I won't make you, but I think you'd look fucking hot with a nice little whore tag over your cunt" he took me by surprise with that. In a moment I made the decision. "I would love for you to give me a whore tag, Sir." I didn't believe I was saying yes. Stick retrieved his tattoo rig and set up, as I was sucking Pedro again. He showed me a pattern for a red bio-hazard sign over a red and black pinstripe. "Perfect," I agreed. Stick knew what he was doing, and it took about an hour. It was somewhat painful. After he finished, he took a pic of for me. It was like the pattern, eight inches wide and three inches tall, centered over my butt crack. God, I thought it looks hot, right above my cunt, giving the tops something to read as they fucked me. I noticed a detail Stick had added: in the loops of the pinstripe he inserted the letters, Slut Pig, but you had to look close to notice them. He put some ointment on it, as I sucked on Pedro again. I could hear him dialing his phone. "Ok, cunt. Let's get you ready for this group. There are five guys coming over to breed you." Stick tied me up on all fours on the bed. I could move my arms a bit and I could see who would be fucking me in the mirror in front of me. "I'm going to video this and get it on ICU, cool Stick?" Gary said"Hell yeah," Stick said. Ten minutes later six not five guys came down the stairs: five white, one black. Gary escorted them over to Stick, who took their $20 bills as they eyed my upturned cunt, ready to be used. The black guy introduced himself as Darnell. He was 6' 200 and has as thick a cock as I have ever seen. He was first up, but came over to my head, and fed me his cock. "Yeah, take my dick you slut" he ordered me. I was able to take him all, and sucked him for all I was worth, as one of the white guys began unceremoniously fucking my ass with quick violent thrusts. He came quickly, and started watching me suck Darnell. I think he got off more on insulting me for being such whore, than fucking me. Another white man's cock replaced him, bigger this time. He blew quickly too. Three more of the nice looking white guys followed, all loading my cunt with their poz cum. Darnell finally started to fuck me, saying he wasn't gay and not poz, but loved fucking white ass faggots. "You suck dick like a real pro, cunt," he taunted me. "A hell of a lot better than my girlfriend." He was close, as he continued to racially degrade me and ram my ass with his big tool. He'd stop, and make me clench and beg for his cock as I wriggled my ass around his massive log. As he bred me, he bent down and whispered in my ear "I would like to know who you are, man. I'd like to get a lot more of this. Here's my cell number, shoving a paper in my mouth, I'm Darnell, see you later faggot." The six guys left as quickly as they came, and I was left there, all tied-up. Gary came over and put a huge plug in my ass, and untied me. "Ready for another slam, cunt? I think you've earned it." I nodded and started sucking his cock. "Okay, get in the sling, and put your legs up." I complied, whereupon Pedro unceremoniously began shoving wads of crisco into my cunt. I could tell he was going to fist me by how his hands moved, and I huffed on the poppers three or four times, very deeply. He easily plunged his forearm into me half way to his elbow. "Okay, Stick, hit the cunt now" he said, as he slowly twisted his arm in my pussy. Stick found my vein again, and pushed what was .4 gram of meth into my arm. "You'll suck anything after this, won't you?" He leered pervertedly at me as the rush hit me. It was overwhelming, and a little scary, but it evened out quickly. There was nothing in my head except how I could get fucked and used by these three hot twisted Dominant fuckers. I reached down and pulled apart my ass cheeks for Pedro, and he slowly slid his arm to the elbow. "Fucking hot little twisted tweaker you are, cunt. You are a sight to see! Look at what a nasty fucking fag you are - higher that a kite on meth, eleven loads in your cunt, and a big black arm shoved up your pussy hole to the elbow. You really are a total fag aren't you? Ever thought you'd be this much of a shameless slut? God, look at you! Were you ever a man, you little cunt?" The taunting was driving me nuts for more. Stick knew just what to say to push me further. He rudely pinched my tit as he shoved his considerable cock into my mouth and down my throat. I took all I could of his cock and looked up into the mirror, what a fucking sight! Pedro into his elbow and Stick down my throat. Gary had gone upstairs and walked down two blocks to the leather bar - that's what Stick said. Stick got a text from him, and he told me Gary was coming down the stairs soon with three young thuggy looking black guys he met outside the bar. They were selling crack outside the bar, and he told them about this cunt he was using at his place and that I whored for chems, so they eagerly came along. As they arrived downstairs, I thought they looked really sleazy. They stripped naked and stood watching Pedro as he kept fisting my ass to the elbow. They started doing some crack as they watched, offering some to me. I declined, saying "No thanks, man. I'm a tina bitch." From their faces, I know they had never seen anything like what Pedro was doing. One of them, (the thinnest) asked if he could try fisting me too. Pedro slowly pulled out and showed them how - lubing them up as he did. Stick turned on the ICU cam and the first of the black thugs shoved thin his arm into me all the way to the elbow. Pedro said that he should try a second hand, but the thug hesitated. Pedro guided him as to how to insert his second hand. Still he hesitated, but Pedro reassured him "It'll be hot, man. This cunt wants it and can take it, believe me! Just look at how he's moving his ass around - he's totally rutting his sluthole on your arm aching to get more of you into his hole." He slowly slipped his second hand in next to his arm, following Pedro's advice as he was turning and twisting his arms in me slowly. He reached a place of resistance and I huffed on poppers four or five times. I exhaled and he finally broke through with both hands into me. I screamed and pumped my ass more, and he slowly advanced into my bowels, finally getting three quarters of both forearms into me, as Pedro poured on the j-lube. He stayed inside me deep like that for 10 or 15 minutes. Stick moved the cam to catch it all, and Gary fed me poppers and his dick as the thug boy filled my cunt with his slender forearms. The thug stud looked down at his cock, and said he was oozing cum and needed to fuck my ass. Pedro helped him as he slid his arms out of my sloppy, gaping hole. The young stud stood and rammed his meat into me and piston fucked me, taking only forty or fifty strokes to dump his wad in my loose pussy. As he was fucking me, I took one of his thug buddies in my mouth as he hit his crack pipe. The third thug was tweaking my tits and sharing the pipe with his friend, ready to replace the first young stud after he came in my ass. This third kid had a big cock, somewhat like Pedro's. He thrusted his rock hard monster cock easily into me. "God damn, this cunt is so fucking used and sloppy - he's fucking worthless!" he sneered. With that I clenched my sphincter on his thick black cock, almost pulling him into me as I did. "Oh damn," he said, "fuck yeah, bitch, you is a for real whore for black cock, huh bitch?" He fucked me rapidly and rhythmically for 20 or 30 minutes. His buddy took a black magic marker he saw nearby and scrawled "Black Cock Fag" on my stomach. As he wrote, the thug fucking me began to slap my ass. Stick came over and began to speak sternly to me. "Look at that cock in your cunt! Tell me what you are, you whore." I was breathless as I was getting vigorously fucked by hot hung thug boy. I didn't know what to say. Stick slapped my ass hard and said to me, "Say that you're a toxic whore and sleazy white slut for black cock." I said "I'm a sleazy-poz-whore-white-faggot-slut-for-black-cock, Sir." Tell everyone how you let anyone dump his cum in your cunt just so you can ride a needle full of tina." I said, "Yes, Sir. That's right. I'm nothing but a shameless tina whore. I love to suck cock, get fucked and have my cunt loaded up just so I can ride a needle full of tina." Stick grabbed my face and commanded me "Okay cunt, tell us all you're a cheap whore for your meth dealer who pimps you out for ten bucks a fuck." I replied verbatim. "Louder" he barked as he slapped my ass good and hard. I shouted, "My meth dealer whores me out for ten bucks a fuck. And he keeps the money." "And you love it, too, don't you? cunt" Gary asked as he twisted and pinched my tits. The thugs loaded my cunt good before they left, saying they had to get back to making cash. All three paid Stick $20 on the way out. Stick loomed over me and showed me the $200 or so that I had earned for him that night. Stick and Gary fucked me one more time, two last loads to make sweet sixteen for the night.

I was home from college for the summer, my parents are divorced so I spent the first part with my mom the second part with my dad, my Dad was a tall hairy broad bloke, had a Charlton Heston look about him too. My dad picked me up at the airport, grabbing my luggage he threw it in the truck then hugged me "It's great to see you" he smiled. I smiled back "It's great to see you too". He opened the door "Let's get out of here, before security runs us off." We chatted on the journey, Pulling in the driveway he turned to me "I couldn't get alot of time off so I will have to go to work, but if you will take me you can have the truck so your not stuck at the house." I didn't have a car so this was great, I didn't know how I was going to pass the time at home. I settled into my room, then called it a night I was really tired from traveling, so it wasn't long before I was asleep. The next morning came, my dad popped his head in "Steve it's time to get up , your gonna take me to work." I rolled over to say something but he was already gone, I got up, got dressed, and met him at the door. He smiled "Did you sleep ok?" He grabbed his coat it was freezing outside, I forgot how cold it got here. I simply nodded my head as I was still half asleep, grabbing my coat we were out the door. He handed me the keys "I'll let you drive so you can remember how to get to my new workplace." Opening the door he climbed in and we were off. After I dropped him off I went home and right back to bed. It was 4:30 so I left the house to pick up my dad, he climbed into the truck "Hey man I see you found your way." He chuckled I smiled "Yeah " My dad turned to me "Hey let's go get something to eat and have a couple of drinks I never got to celebrate your 19th birthday with you." I thought this was a great idea, so he had me go a different way. As we turned the corner I noticed an old adult bookstore, it was right behind my dad's workplace. I tried not to make my stare obvious, I felt my cock stir, I readjusted myself and asked my dad where he wanted to eat. After dinner it was late so we went home and to bed, All I could think about was that fucking bookstore. I looked it up the store online it was known to have gloryholes which got my dick hard. I had gone to a bookstore close to the campus and had my first gloryhole experience but, I'm straight. I like pussy just as much as the next guy and will fuck some pussy every chance I get. But I love having my dick sucked, I don't give a fuck who's doing it a mouth is a mouth. The next day came and I dropped my dad off at work, I thought I would leave early to pick up my dad and hit it up the bookstore then. Dad turned to me "We'll go out for dinner tonight so we can catch up some more ok." Dropping him off, I drove around the block to check out the bookstore again, it was on, I would come back early to pick up my dad and hit the store then. As my day went on, i was horny, grabbed keys and made sure not to drive by my dad's work I took another route, parking the truck down the street so as to not be noticed. Once inside I walked up to the counter nervously, the guy took my entrance fee and I was heading thru the door. It was a long hallway with booths down one side, there were signs with warnings which I paid no attention. I opened the first door no gloryhole so I went down further picking another booth. Looking in I saw the hole on the one side, jackpot I thought, entering I put some money in as the porn started playing. I was in the booth about 10 minutes when I heard the door open, close and lock, the screen lit up. Before long I saw a finger come thru the hole I dropped my pants, stood up, and put my dick thru the hole. It was amazing the guys mouth was so warm, I could feel my cock slide across his lips as he sucked me, a moan escaped my mouth. I hadn't had pussy let alone head since I got here and my balls were aching for release. I pushed my pelvis as flat to the wall as I could so he could suck every inch of my cock "That's it man suck that fucking cock" I whispered. He pulled off it "Hell yeah, you gonna give me that load dude." He wasted no time going back down on my cock. I began to face fuck him I knew I wouldn't last long so I told him to take it slow, it was no use I felt my fucking nuts tighten up "Dude I'm about to blow this down your fucking throat." I started to breathe heavy as I started shooting, my dick throbbed over and over as I filled the guys mouth and throat with my jizz. He kept sucking til I was empty "Fuck man you about drowned me that was a fucking load!" He exclaimed. Pulling my dick back thru, he got up and left, it wasn't long before someone else entered the booth and another finger was at the hole. I didn't think I could cum again so soon but I stood up, putting my dick back thru the hole, feeling another wet warm mouth my dick began to get hard again this guy was better than the first "Oh yeah dude your gonna get this load." I could already feel another load brewing in my balls. This guy was quite the eager cocksucker "Oh man I want you to cum all over my fucking face!" Starting to suck my cock first his hand then his mouth I could feel his tongue licking the head of my dick, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back, he started to pick up the pace when I told him I was going to bust. I tilted my head back "Oh fuck man here it fucking cums!" With that I felt my balls tighten again, I gasped as I shot my load, he licked the head and stroked me at the same time. He got up to leave as I looked at my cell phone thinking I had better get out of here to pick up my dad, as I opened the door to walk out the other guy did to. I looked at him smirking as had my cum all over his face, he didn't even bother to wipe it off. Walking away, the door to the hallway opened again, looking up I froze, it was my dad. Ducking into the booth the guy had been in I closed the door and locked it. I stood by the door so nervous, thinking I could try to leave, an attendant came thru the hallway telling me to put money in the machine, I couldn't go back out right away in case my dad was out there so I had no choice. I put some money in and the movie began to play. I heard the door to the booth I was previously in open, close, and lock then the porn started to play. Standing close to the gloryhole the other person would not be able to see me but it didn't seem to matter because I saw his finger rubbing the hole. I thought what the fuck I have time to get my dick sucked again, sticking my cock thru the hole I felt another warm mouth, in this cold weather I loved the sensation of pulling my cock out in the cold air then having it engulfed by a hot wet mouth. There was no doubt this guy had sucked some cock before he was a pro, he didn't mess around he was all throat, all the way down til I could feel his nose in my pubes. Applying the perfect amount of suction and hand stroke on the way back up, I couldn't say a word, I was absolutely speechless. I had already cum twice so this one wasn't going to be easy but rather than say anything I just let this guy suck my cock, enjoying his skills. My cock was rock hard, I didn't think it was possible but he got me there. He pulled back every so often to just stroke me so I never knew when he was going to go back down on me, it was fucking awesome. He pulled back off my cock, this time he seemed to take longer. When he went back down on my cock it felt so fucking good I couldn't believe it I let out a gasp, it felt like velvet, it was so tight, warm, but not as wet it felt like pussy. I pulled back away from the gloryhole a little so I could see his lips, when I looked down I didn't see lips, instead I see the guys hairy ass. He had my cock right up his ass, I started to pull out but he reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't, he immediately started to ride my dick. I could feel how good his ass felt....it worked! Squeezing his ass tight with every upstroke he was literarily sucking my cock with his asshole. I stood at the wall gape mouthed, I was in fucking ecstasy I couldn't say a word. I had never fucked anyone thru the gloryhole before, when a guy would put his ass up to the hole I would pass or pull out, but this guy was so moist, i think he was carrying a load already, it was like silk. This time I could feel my load building I wanted to say something but I couldn't it was just to fucking good. I wanted to cum in this guy bad so I started to fuck him as I felt my load start to explode. I came so fucking hard in this guys ass I wanted to absolutely scream! He could feel me cumming as my knees buckled against the wall, I thought I would pass out. I groaned as I shoved my dick as deep in his ass as I could. He reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't pull out "That's it boy cum in my fucking ass!" He was panting and groaning... Fuck me...., I recognize that voice..... it was my dad! I stopped as he continued to ride my cock me unloading the last drops of cum in him. Trying to pull out he held on to my balls, I knew if I told him to let go he was bound to recognize me, I had no choice and let my dad finish riding me before he pulled off my dick. Once he was done I flew out of the bookstore, jumped in the truck and hauled ass. I pulled in to parking lot to pick him up as he walked around the building, my heart began to race. I had to think,think...It was to late as he was in the truck "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." We sat down to dinner and nothing was ever said about the secret ass-fucking I gave him at the bookstore, I felt that he really didn't know it was me, I was relieved.although he did keep scratching his ass at times. We drank and talked about his work day and I just smiled "What you smiling for?" He looked at me I looked back at him, the handsome masculin father of mine "Just glad to be here Dad." I was smiling thinking about how my dad was sitting across from the table with his ass full of my cum and whilst here will fill him again and agsin, anonymously of course... Thanks Dad

My partner gets quite rough in my throat sometimes - he's 7 1/2" with a heavy PA and really gets off on me choking, gagging and retching round his cock. Always have a sore throat and scratchy cough for a couple of days after. I love that some guys know why my voice has gone raspy.

There is a real and powerful religious force in the USA, with a decided political presence and agenda. It doesn't take a historian to realize the number of times the notion "it will never happen here" has been proved wrong for a country. i was arrested in 1999 by a cop pretending to be gay and pretending to cruise in a known gay park. i was charged with a felony using a 100 year old sodomy law for asking him if he wanted to fuck. The only thing that saved me was a judge who was liberal. The judge could just as easily been conservative and sided with McDonell's anti gay beliefs. Anyone who believes the US justice system is 'blind' and free of bias is woefully ignorant. The "justice system" is how law is interpreted, and RvW is a perfect example of how interpretation can go from one side to the opposite in a heartbeat, depending on who sits on the bench. Bob McDonnell was the AG in Virginia at the time i was arrested. McDonell identified as a conservative Christian and he went after gays with a vengeance... he later became governor of Virginia. He was very open about his agenda. McDonell's masters thesis (from religiously conservative Regents University) lays out his views: "...the entire treatise outlines a Christian Reconstructionist’s version of a biblical worldview as it relates to the relationship between family, church, and civil government, and outlines proposals to privilege that social ordering with taxes and policies. McDonnell sets out the jurisdictional view of authority promoted by Reconstructionists with which RD readers will be familiar: the “God-ordained institutions,” of the civil government (citing Genesis 9-11), the church (citing Matthew 16), and the family (citing Genesis 2)." [think before following links] https://religiondispatches.org/bob-mcdonnells-christian-reconstructionist-thesis/ And now we have a purposely stacked supreme court. "U.S. Supreme Court takes aim at separation of church and state In three decisions in the past eight weeks, the court has ruled against government officials whose policies and actions were taken to avoid violating the U.S. Constitution's First Amendment prohibition on governmental endorsement of religion - known as the "establishment clause." [think before following links] https://www.reuters.com/legal/government/us-supreme-court-takes-aim-separation-church-state-2022-06-28/?utm_source=ground.news&utm_medium=referral

It started like any other evening. I was super horny when I got home from work, so I pulled out my phone and browsed the apps while I surfed some porn to edge. As we all know, the apps are really hit or miss. Most nights I end up jerking off to the porn I'm watching (always bareback cream pie, of course), but occasionally I have some success and end up either hosting or traveling to meet a top to pound my hungry hole. This night, I received a message as soon as I logged on. "Hey," it read. "I'm in town for the night, staying by the airport. I don't have a vehicle but I can host if you come to me." The pic that followed showed a long, thick, cut cock next to a 12 oz. soda can. It was much longer (I estimated about 9") and damn near as thick as the can! My mouth immediately began salivating. Now I hate condoms - don't we all - but my hole has a special dislike of condoms on large cocks. It takes a surprising amount of lube for a wrapped-up cock to slide comfortably in and out, so as I always do with the hung ones, I figured I'd test the waters. I have two ass pics, one with and one without cum dripping from my hole. They were taken recently by a friend so I could use them in just such a situation. I sent the pic showing my friend's cum dripping out of me and the message, "Interested. Do you fuck raw?" I held my breath waiting for the response. At last it came: "Raw is law." YES! "Which hotel are you at?" I messaged back. Turned out that he was at the go-to hotel for people who schedule gang bangs, pump & dumps, and other filthy activities. Even better! "One thing," he wrote before I could ask the room number. "I'm poz and I'm not on meds. Is that a problem?" My hole twitched involuntarily. When I began fucking raw I knew I was taking a risk, but once I knew how good it felt to be fucked raw there was no going back. I was hooked! More recently, I've begun more actively searching it out, to join the poz brotherhood and fully embrace my role as a no-loads-refused cum dump. But the men I met were either negative and/or on PrEP, or poz and undetectable. I hosted anonymous tops more times than I could count - often blindfolded and ass up so I truly had no idea whose cock was dumping a load inside me. I had lost count but over the course of 10 years I had taken hundreds of loads, I know, and still I remained negative. But now, at last, here was a stranger from out of town giving me the chance to make my fantasy a reality! My heart was in my throat as I quickly responded. "Not at all! I'm chasing. I want all the cum you can give me!" "Come and get it." And his room number. The mixture of excitement and nervousness I felt had me shaking and light-headed as I quickly douched my hole, pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt, and headed out the door. The drive was a blur, focused as I was on getting to the hotel and being bred by that beautiful poz cock. It was almost a surprise when I found myself parked in the hotel parking lot. My pulse throbbed rapidly in my ears and my hands were cold and clammy as I opened the car door and walked into the hotel and past the reception desk. Reaching the elevator, I pressed the call button and the doors immediately opened. Bright light spilled out into the lobby, creating an almost ethereal effect as I entered what I hoped would be the portal to a new life. As soon as the elevator doors closed, I took two big hits from my little brown bottle. My head swam and I had to steady myself against the elevator wall, but it had the desired effect of calming my nerves a bit. Of course, it also had the effect of stoking the immense horniness I felt at the prospect of being filled with poz cum! His room was just a few doors down from the elevator. The door was ajar and the lights inside were off. I tentatively pushed the door open and stepped inside. I closed the door behind me as my eyes began to adjust to the darkness. I could just make out his form standing by the closed curtains at the opposite end of the room. Judging from his silhouette, his cock was already standing at full attention. "Get undressed and get on the bed doggy style," he ordered. As I dropped my pants I made sure to grab my little brown bottle from the left pocket. I had a feeling I'd be needing it. Naked now, I climbed up onto the bed as ordered, my back arched to project my ass toward him. He approached silently and I felt his hand caress first my left ass cheek, then the right. Then it slid into the crack between them, deftly finding my hole. His finger traced the outline of my pucker, causing involuntary shudders to run through my body. I heard the pop of a plastic cap and then a cold stream ran down from the top of my crack to meet his finger. He swirled the lube around, slipping a finger - and then two, and then three - into my hole. I took two more big hits from my little brown bottle, causing my head to swim again. His fingers felt amazing and it was all I could do to keep from demanding he fuck me right then and there. He pushed me forward until I was laying on my stomach on the bed, legs spread wide. "I'm only going to ask you this once," he said. "Once I am inside you, you will be bred. Do you understand that I am HIV positive, and that I will be gifting you with a poz load?" "Yes," I replied, almost begged. "I want your poz load inside me. Fill me with your poz cum!" The lube cap popped once more and I assumed he was applying some to his cock before he entered me. But instead he slipped something else inside, something rough and mildly sharp. A toothbrush. I grit my teeth at the sensation as he slid the bristles in and out, prepping me to fully receive his DNA. After a moment he withdrew it, and I felt him climb up onto the bed behind me. I took a couple more big hits from my little brown bottle as he positioned his cock at my hole. "Ready to get pozzed?" he asked. "Yes!" He plunged that monster cock balls-deep inside me in one thrust. To say I was unprepared, even with my head swimming from the poppers, is an understatement. My hole burned and spasmed around the invader as I cried out in pain. "That's it," he whispered in my ear. "Now that hole is nice and open and ready to be pozzed." He remained motionless as my hole slowly relaxed around his shaft. The pain slowly subsided. A few more hits from my little brown bottle helped things along. A few more moments passed and then I felt his cock begin to slide out of me. He began thrusting in slow, rhythmic movements that gradually quickened as my resistance melted away. He felt so good stretching my insides the way he was! "You like that poz cock in your slutty hole?" he asked kind of loudly. Normally I'm not huge into a verbal top, but the way he emphasized the word 'poz' struck just the right chord. "Fuck yes," I hissed my response through clenched teeth as he continued his relentless pounding. "I need that poz cum in my ass." His hips slapped against my ass as he thrust balls-deep over and over. I felt his breath on the back of my neck and a few beads of sweat dripped from his chest onto my back. My hands grasped the sheets in a death grip as waves of pleasure swept over me. Then he stopped and withdrew his amazing cock. I felt suddenly empty. Sliding up the bed, he positioned his cock near my mouth. "Suck it," he ordered. "Taste your blood on that poz cock." I greedily took him in my mouth. The taste of lube and his cock and my ass and, yes, blood mixed on my tongue, a concoction I had never tasted before. It was incredible. I couldn't get enough of it! I gulped his cock as far down my throat as I could work it, cleaning off almost the entire length as I did. He reached down and lifted my left thigh, prompting me to flip onto my back. Moving back down my body, he grabbed my ankles and held them high as he once more positioned his cock at my hole. Like before, he slid inside me in a single thrust, but unlike before it sent shock waves of pleasure, not pain, throughout my body as he hit my prostate just right. The precum flowed from my cock and I became vaguely aware of the deep, gutteral moans escaping my lips. "That's it," he panted. "Take it all like the wannabe poz slut you are!" He continued to pound my hole for what seemed like an eternity but like all good things, it eventually had to come to an end. "I'm gonna cum," he announced. "I'm gonna fill you with my toxic load, knock you up and make you a poz slut for the rest of your life!" It was all too much. His words coupled with the continued stimulation of his cock hitting my prostate sent me over the edge, and I felt my own load release in the biggest orgasm I've ever had, before or since. I shot geysers of cum all over my stomach and chest as I felt his pace quicken. "Here it comes, slut. Your life is about to change!" And with that, I felt his cock begin to pulse and throb in my hole as his poz load began to fill me up. He made sure to thrust in as deep as he could, burying his shaft balls-deep to make sure that sweet toxic seed stuck. At last, spent, he slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. "Don't move," he ordered as he climbed off the bed. I stayed still as he reached behind him and took something from beside the TV. He bent over slightly and I felt a pressure on my hole. A plug! It slid in easily given how stretched out I was, but still my hole was able to clamp down enough to hold it in place. "A little souvenir," he said. "Leave that in all night to make sure you're knocked up." He walked around to the side of the bed and offered me his now-flaccid cock. I greedily cleaned it off with my mouth a second time, savoring the different tastes all mixed together. I got up slowly, careful not to dislodge the plug in my ass. He offered me a towel to wipe off my own cum, and I gratefully accepted it. I then dressed and prepared to head for the door. "I'll be back this way next month," he said as I headed for the door. "You won't know for sure by then if you're carrying my babies, so come take another load just for good measure. I need to poz that ass again." "I'd love to," I said. I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. As the elevator doors opened, the lights inside seemed even more ethereal than they had on my way in. Was it a sign? I'd have to wait a few months to find out for sure. And in the meantime, I had another amazing fuck to look forward to next month. But next time, I resolved, I'd spend a little time pre-stretching!

You need a tattoo above your hole that just says USED

It would be unwise to rely on that... as someone said earlier in this topic,

Of course it should. In any civilized society that should always be the case. Unfortunately, there are a substantial number of citizens in the US that have never been taught to think for themselves: they've been taught to fall in line behind someone who declares them self to be The Leader. It is the complete surrender of their humanity, their intelligence, their self-worth, and their value to society. When a group of people jettison their humanity, in favor of being in some cult, well .... the result was clearly demonstrated a bit to your East 100 years ago. You're 100% correct: it should. But when good-faith negotiation evaporates, so do the institutions that bind the people together into one nation.

I think this is the first time I saw Rab (I'll let him tag himself on here if he sees the post) fucking bareback. The Spanish bottom must have been dripping at the end. [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video69620031/spanish_lad_returns

It needs attention - only been fucked twice

@BBLincoln, thank you for your solidarity. Growing up when I did (1980s) and where I did (Canada, still very British then), I was acutely aware of the rise of Thatcher and modern conservatism in the UK. Policies tried in the UK, such as handing revenue-generating public assets to the private sector (but holding back, or later being forced to take back, the money-losing parts), cutting investments in public health services and education, and recklessly cutting taxes below the cost of operating government, were repeated in Canada and also in the US. As you say, it's essential for people to be conscious of what is at stake, and to vote. @hntnhole, indeed. My use of the word "shy" was tongue-in-cheek. Although they have little to worry about because a near-majority of Americans share their views (and have always done so), Republicans are avoiding their party's thornier policies for fear of offending swing voters — "shame", as you say. I'd call it temporary shame. The Republican Party favors a legislated nationwide abortion ban, and Mitch McConnell said as much the other day, but he also said to wait for the final court decision (and presumably, the midterm elections). Similarly, a number of Republicans have, over the years, endorsed the "replacement theory" that motivated the attack in Buffalo. They now have to tone down their beliefs for a moment, until the Buffalo coverage dies down. The senator who favors returning jurisdiction over interracial marriage to the states had to walk back his remarks, but hopefully no one is dumb enough to believe that his views — or the party's — have softened. On a separate note, I am amazed that commentators on an Internet forum, who are presumably not even lawyers, would be so convinced that the pending Supreme Court opinion can only ever be applied to abortion, when legal scholars are debating the very point. As a non-lawyer myself, I'll choose to worry as long as people who know more about it than I do are worrying. This is a great form of birth control and way to reduce unplanned pregnancies! Because many Republican politicians oppose not only abortion but also birth control, let's hope they don't decide to make oral sex illegal again (it was part of sodomy laws) when they try to make birth control illegal.

The past weekend by an 68 year old top.. Friggin kinky has hell! Handcuffed me to a beam in his basement and took my paints and shoes off. Took my tshirt and pulled it over my head so it was around my face. Gave me few enemas and and washed my ass up with soap and water. Then hosed off the floor to a drain.. He played and sucked me for sometime then unhooked the cuffs and bent me over a padded bench where he hooked the cuffs and strapped my leggs and rimmed me for a while used some toys then I felt a lot of lube slip in my hole with a lot of fingers he almost fisted me then his dick slid in. I still had my shirt over my head so i cant see much but he was big. He fucked me for a while then heard him moan when he blew his load deep. Left me there for a while then came back to fuck me again. He blew at least 3 loads in me... Great time.. Love older men. They can be kinky as fuck.

So hot

my dad. many times

Part 2....... I got so obsessed with my dad since that day when i left my spunk in his arse st the ABS that I arranged activities where I could see him naked like Gym showers, swimming etc and sniffing and checking his used jockeys from the laundry. He had a great manly body and such a beautiful dick and bullballs, nice. I was kinda messed up mentally because I still wanted and loved pussy, but this was my Dad, my father, my guardian, protector and I was planning and scheming and perving on having him again. I fought it, but lust came calling Hard. Anyway, that's that, my dad had bought me a scooter to get around instead of using his car and I used to sit outside his work at the cafe to watch him, there he was, grey beard, tall and strong, handsome in a grey 3 piece suit getting in his car, he was early today. I followed him, sweating in my helmet, but unrecognisable, he pulled up in the park I jumped, my phone rang, it was my dad, I could see him, he asked me how I was, did I fancy dinner tonight etc, yes , I asked what he was doing, he said he was sat at his desk busy, catch u later I said. He got out of his car and walked into the restroom, kinda looking out of place in his suit. I left my helmet on and went in, 3 stalls, 2 taken, I went into empty cubicle and could hear muffles and odd bangs to walls, I noted a Hole in wall, covered over with toilet paper, I move it and see a beautiful hairy arse moving back and forth in the hole on his side and some groaning going on, I look under the stalls and see black office shoes and grey office trousers over the top of them and ankles backs of, dad's, my dad's ankles, obviously being fucked by hairy arse Man, I was kind of jealous for some reason, but severely boned up. I am in the stall 10 minutes, listening and wanking to my dad getting fucked, it went quiet, but then I hear someone come in to the next stall. I look through the hole and its my dad! My dad pulls down his pants and much to my surprise he is sporting a 9 inch king of a hard on. He sits down on the toilet and starts stroking it. I put my visor up on helmet and my mouth to the glory hole and In two seconds I feel the head of his cock slowly slipping into my mouth. I start to slowly suck the head of his cock , my fathers cock in and out of my mouth inching it closer to my throat. Soon I am deep throating my dads beautiful cock till the hairs at the base are tickling my nose. I can smell his pubes, his groin, his man sweat hear him start moaning and he begins to fuck my throat faster until I feel and taste the first jet of sperm hit the back of my throat. I move my face back because I want the rest of his cum in my mouth so I suck the head while stroking his shaft. The next warm spurt hit the roof of my mouth and ran down under my tonge. As I swallowed my dads first mouthful of warm sperm I heard someone going into the stall on the other side of him. My dad heard it to and pulled his cock out of my mouth and through the glory hole but not before one last rope of warm cum landed in my mouth. I heard dad breathing hard in the stall and watched as he sprayed the rest of his cum in the toilet. I looked through the glory hole and in the stall was my dad, backing onto the hole in the wall, being jerked forward, so he is obviously being fucked and I still have dads cum in my mouth and here he is with his pants down getting fucked groaning again, i seen his face, his getting fucked face. He taps on the partition hole and puts his mouth up to the glory hole and I immediatly shoves my dick through the hole into my dad's mouth and starts getting really tuned on. i hear a door open and close and feel a difference on my dick, my dad was again riding my bare dick, it was so warm and silky that I found myself spurting warm cum in to my dads used arse. I now added my cum to the two strangers cum in my fathers arse My dad finaly pulls it back out through the hole and is gone. I sat on the toilet slowly stroking my cock feeling the stickiness on my dick and the warm sperm in my pubes from the strangers cum in my father's arse and his spunk taste still on my tonge. My phone rings, its Dad...........tbc

My smoking fetish long predates anything else that I'm now into, and goes back as far as I can remember. I started smoking at 13 and was intent on becoming addicted which happened pretty quickly. These days I smoke between 1-1.5ppd and have never attempted to quit nor do I have any plans to do so. I still get really turned seeing a hot guy smoking and although I don't get to do it often enough, I love smokefucking, smokey blow jobs, swapping/shotgunning smoke, and kissing smokers, etc.. I also get turned on by the other semi-pervy things already mentioned by others in this thread, like a smokers' cough and wheezing.

I've been fucked by lots of guys with condoms on but never gone bareback. Until last week, anyway. After chatting on-line and by telephone with a guy, I found myself knocking at his door one evening. He answered the door. He was a little shorter but broader than me, was wearing just boxers and t-shirt, and showed me straight into his bedroom. We barely bothered with introductions; we knew what we were here for. In our earlier conversation he had asked "So, how about I eat your ass, and then fuck you good?" I'd been just a little hesitant, but answered "I'm up for the first half... and maybe the second." He immediately shed his t-shirt, and I was not at all surprised (and in fact quite willing) when he had me bend over the bed, pull down my jeans and boxers, and he plunged his tongue into my hole. I gasped and groaned, and then relaxed, feeling him go to work on me, as promised. I couldn't take it for very long without turning to pull down his boxers and pull his cock into my mouth, stroking the base and rubbing his balls as I eagerly sucked on him. I stopped to catch my breath, and to quickly pull off the rest of my clothes, before we moved to the bed. We traded hits from a bottle of poppers, and I knelt over him, sucking his cock again while he continued to work on my hole with his tongue. His hands squeezed and kneaded my ass while he ate me, and it was all I could do not to just beg for his cock. Eventually he took matters into his own hands, pushing me forward and down off of him, and I stayed on my hands and knees, my ass slick with his saliva, my hole waiting as I felt him shift onto his knees behind me, one hand on my hip as he guided his cock forward. I felt the hot, rubbery hard tip of his cock nudge against my hole, and just for a second I was about to ask for lube. Instead, all I said quietly was, "Go easy..." and took another hit from the bottle. I closed my eyes as I felt him press against me, slipping just a little in his spit... then my muscles gave in, and I felt all seven inches of his dick push into me. He felt fucking amazing, and it hit me just as he sank up to the balls into me: I was finally getting my ass fucked without a condom. Raw. Naked. Skin-to-skin. Bareback. I shuddered at the sensation, and begged him, "Fuck me, fuck me," as he took hold of my hips with both hands and began working my hole, using only his spit for lube. I could feel him sliding back and forth, opening me up around his cock, breathing almost in rhythm to his strokes. He stayed mostly deep inside me, pulling back once in awhile, but eventually I felt him speeding up a little bit, then suddenly shoving hilt-deep again, groaning deeply and shaking a little. My eyes opened, and I gasped out loud for a moment before I got my voice. "Did you just cum?" I managed to ask. "Yeah," he replied, still shaking a little. He was still hard, and as he began moving a little again, I could sense that my hole was just a tiny bit hotter than before... and definitely more slippery than it had been earlier. The guys I'd gotten fucked by in the past, the ones with condoms on, had stopped after cumming, but he surprised me by continuing, picking up right where he'd left off, and soon, I was fucking back at him, taking a hit from the bottle of poppers now and then as we continued, feeling his balls slapping just behind mine as he continued to fuck me, using his own cum as the lube I'd asked for earlier. All the while, I kept begging him, "Fuck me, please keep fucking me..." and pleading with him, "Let me know when you're cumming again..." until I felt him stiffen again, giving me short, hard thrusts as he added a second load to the first. He eventually paused, sliding back a bit, and I slipped off of him, but not for long. I took the chance to ask him to let me be on top, and so I squatted over him, guiding his cock up into my hole once more, now slick with cum and spit. My hole was still a little tight, but I easily took him all the way in, sliding back and forth and feeling his cock moving inside me. He groaned out loud as I rode him, directing me to play with his nipples, and returning the favor as I moved faster, rising up now and then to sheathe him deep into me again. "Cumming again," he muttered. I responded by moving faster and harder. "Go on, cum, breed me, knock me up, give me that load, please fuckin' cum!" I used every phrase I could think of, working his cock with my ass. I could feel him bumping into my prostate and I could see my cock beginning to swell---something else I'd almost never seen while being fucked in the past. His hands tightened on my legs as he thrust up into me, surprising me yet again with a third load. This time, I could feel something else: a distinct throbbing. As he came, I could feel his cock spasming inside me, throbbing with each quick spurt of his cum. I came to a dead stop, my hands flat on his chest, concentrating on the amazing sensation of his cock blowing inside my ass. Eventually his orgasm subsided, but he was still mostly hard. We paused, then kept going, and after several minutes of determined fucking. I could hear the wet sounds of his cum, dripping out of my ass, as he moaned out loud and gave me one more load to go with the others. I felt him slip out of me, but he stopped just long enough to catch his breath before moving me with him to the edge of the bed again. He stood there, raising my legs to his shoulders, and I pulled my cock and balls up a little, still semi-hard, watching as he entered me again. We traded another hit from the poppers before he pushed up my thighs and sank deeply into my hole. It hurt just a little as he penetrated me deep, but I quickly ignored it in favor of amazement as he kept fucking me, his cock just hard enough to sustain the effort. He paused, reaching for a bottle of lube by the bed, squirting some around the base of his cock, keeping us both slippery---though there wasn't much need for it as before, with all the loads he'd shot. "You gonna cum again...?" I asked almost in disbelief, and he shook his head. "It's gonna take me a long time," he replied, but he didn't relent in fucking my hole, oh, and my cock was almost totally hard. He leaned down, kissing me deeply as he climbed up onto the bed, pinning my body under his and planting his cock deep as it would go. I kept stroking my cock, feeling it finally swell to full hardness as he worked my ass some more. "Can I cum?" I asked almost frantic with lust. "Yeah," he answered. At last I stroked myself furiously, feeling him slow down a little. "Fuck me, fuck me," I begged again, and felt him keep going, the pleasure adding to the building pressure in my cock and balls, before I shot jet after jet of my own cum onto my stomach, shuddering, moaning underneath him. He finally came to a stop as I fell limp beneath him, my cock still semi-hard, both of us panting for breath. After a long moment, he slowly drew his cock out, slick with lube and cum, and I reached down, stroking my hole in amazement, feeling the mixture coating me and dripping from me. ............................................ Even the best, high-quality dildo is a poor substitute for a cock, and I don't even know if a condom-covered cock will ever be enough. I don't think I'll be one-hundred-percent satisfied until I get another load... and then some.