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Part 4 I took 4 hits off the poppers, holding my breath between each hit. I felt the intense rush even before I exhaled the last time. My head began to swim and I pressed my ass back toward Henry’s body, greedily trying to find his cock again. I was already breathing heavy when he pushed his long pole up into me. He went right to work with long, deep thrusts that instantly had me moaning again. “You’re just like your boyfriend. You love being a fuckhole, don’t you, college boy?” “Yes,” I breathed. “Yes I do.” I could picture Jared being here in my place. His dark hair matted in sweat, Henry’s cock buried deep inside that tight ass. How many times had he been here in this bed? How many loads had he taken from this guy? “Yes you do what?” I searched for the words I’d never said before. “Yes I love being a fuckhole.” Saying it clicked something inside me. I’d had sex before — fun sex that I enjoyed. But this was completely different. I could see myself in a mirror across the room. My body was stretched out across the bed, on my side, one leg bent in the air. I could see Henry’s cock slipping in and out of my ass, his big balls nuzzling up against me as he pumped. My face was flush and I was drenched in sweat as he used me like I’d never been used before. No one had ever drained away my control and made me crave their cock so badly. My eyes locked on his balls and I realized that’s where it was — his load. Right now his balls were heavy with cum, but I knew it would be working its way up through his cock and he’d seed me with it. “Please!” I gasped. “Seed me!” Henry almost purred. “That’s it, fuckhole. Beg for it. You all beg for it. Tell me what you really want and you might get it.” “I want you to poz me!” “Yeah? You wanna be like your boyfriend. He begged for it to. How bad do you want it?” “I gotta have it! I need it!” Henry rolled me flat on my stomach, driving my legs apart with his body weight. His full weight was on top of me, pushing my breath out. I struggled to breath under the pressure, only able to manage short gasps of air between grunts when he thrust inside me. In the mirror I could sorta see us, or at least him on top of me. His ass was pistoning up and down on top of me, drilling that cock down into my unprotected hole. He grabbed my wrists, ending what tiny amount of control I might have had. I knew what was coming. If I was honest with myself, I’d admit that I’d known what was coming from the moment I walked up to his house. I could feel it in his energy. Henry had planned for this moment from the minute he saw me outside the bar. There was this crazy sense of anticipation in me – anxiety and desire wrestled inside me while his cock furiously plugged away at my ass. All I could hear was his skin slapping against mine and the creak of the bed has he pounded into me. Some voice inside me said I needed to stop him. That was a poz load he was going to put inside me! But I knew I couldn’t stop this. We’d come too far. I knew when the moment came. I could sense total determination and power in how his body moved. He didn’t say anything or even warn me. There was no “where do you want me to cum?” where I could have given an answer. He simply decided for both of us. I knew his cum was flooding my ass; I could feel the change in his muscles, the spasming of his cock inside me. There was a moment of silence that hung in the air; he held his breath as his body moved inside mine. I could feel the intensity of the moment. And then he exhaled sharply, his body shaking with the release. He plunged his cock deep and held it there; I felt his body quivering. Then a determined thrust of his cock into me. Then a third thrust as he panted. I could feel it — his cum spewing inside me. My body convulsed as he spread his poz seed inside me. It was like an electric bolt going through my body and I gasped. I could feel it still surging through me as Henry collapsed on top of me. His breath was hot against my should and neck. We were both drenched in sweat. My heart was racing and I was trying to take a deep breath but couldn’t. I was totally overwhelmed. What had just happened? I’d never experienced anything like that before in sex. I’d been horny plenty of times, but I’d never felt such a primal craving for something. Henry slid out of my ass and rolled to the side. I still couldn’t move. Every once of energy in me was depleted. He slapped my ass and then massaged it. “That is one impressive piece of ass,” he said gripping it. He pushed two fingers inside me again. I grunted as he moved his fingers around. “I can feel my load in there. You like that load up there, college boy?” I had a hard time making words. I wasn’t sure what I felt — the whole thing felt totally surreal still. “No one’s ever done that to me before,” I finally said. “Oh no? Then you were long overdue. That ass was made for breeding.” My ass was starting to feel sore again, but I didn’t want him to stop playing with it. He took my hand and guided it down to my hole. “Feel that cum inside you,” he said. My fingers explored and I could feel his cum spread across and inside my hole; confirming he’d bred me sent another thrill through me. “We‘ll have to make sure you get more of that.” “Yes, sir,” I said softly, not knowing why I said it or where those words came from. Something had changed for me. I could feel it. [Our boy Jeremy has taken his first poz load — but I’m sure he’s not done. Should we see where his story goes? Let me know if I should keep going …. Just click the blue heart or leave a message.]

I’m traveling today for work and decided to try my luck at a truck stop near Atlanta. Browsed Grindr while eating my lunch and no real luck. I finished eating and went to the bathroom. A very fit black olde black man followed me. I smiled at him as he adjusted his big package and motioned for him to join me in the stall. Once inside he made me face the wall and pulled my gym shorts down to reveal my bare ass in a jockstrap. He laughed and just mumbled “I knew it fag” in my ear. No Lube only his spit he started to pump his huge cock into me raw. I was moaning so he put his hand on my mouth as people were in and out of the bathroom. He started going harder and even felt his big balls slapping and sticking against my ass. He grabbed my neck with one hand and covered my whimpering mouth with the other and slamming his throbbing BBC deep into me as he bred my loose hole. I could feel the cum running down my leg. Said nothing and just walked out. I’m wearing a black jock under thin white silky shorts so the Walk of Shame back to the car was obvious what I’m about. I never clean loads out of my pussy, I like feeling it. I’m back to driving and he came so much into me that I actually feel wet. Hoping for more loads on the way home.

Been getting my hairy cunthole raided hard & bred since 7pm last night (now 4:50am Friday) by a tall muscular 28 yr old Nigerian lad called Obasi, curtesy of my Nigerian muscle daddy mate Ade. He’s 6’2”, athletic muscular build, thick bushy pits that are deliciously ripe now and a nice big bush at the base of his fat veiny 10.5” cut cock! He’s raided my cunthole hard all over the house in every position you can imagine. He’s bred 6 big thick & creamy loads balls deep in me, work on load 7 will begin shortly. He’s made me orgasm 3 times making me tremble in ecstasy as I felt his dick pumping inside me. He wanted a little break but my cunthole is getting hungry again, time to slide back on his big dick & get load 7.

My pet peeve when it comes to darkroom behaviour is guys flashing their light sticks attached to the key chains or use their phones to illuminate a section of a darkroom. A darkroom is supposed to be dark or dimly lit for a reason! You might as well turn on all the lights in a darkroom! My 10 cents.

PART 3 The bedroom was small and dark, like the rest of the apartment. The fan tried moving the hot air around, but it was still muggy. He laid me on the bed on my back, raising my legs. I felt him tug on the thing vibrating in my ass. The vibration stopped. I grunted when he popped it out, feeling a relief as my ass was getting a break from the stimulation. He let my legs fall back to the bed. He began massaging my feet, the pressure feeling so good. He began working up to my calves and I groaned softly with the pleasure. My legs raised, he moved in closer, and I felt his hefty cock laying against my balls. “You want this so badly,” he said intently but softly. “Your boyfriend did, too. He kept coming back. He got nervous and ran off that first night, but he came back a few nights later. Ready for it. Wanting it so badly that he begged me for it.” I could picture it in my head. Jared here in this apartment, ass spread on the couch like I just was. Laying in this bed like I am now. This weird craving for Henry’s cock. Jared and I have fucked each other, so I know the sounds he makes. I know how he likes it. And now I realized he was wanting more than what we were doing. I remember the night just before he left for the summer when he pulled the condom off of me while we were fucking. Henry was massaging my thighs, then reached the sensitive spot on either side of my pelvis. Here he was more delicate, stimulating rather than massaging. I groan and arched my back. I didn’t know how sensitive this spot was. I started to writhe, losing control as he worked his hands up my torso. “I was deep inside your boyfriend, college boy. He’d never had raw cock before mine. You haven’t had it yet, either. I gave him what he really wanted …. What he was made for. I fucked him raw and put my seed in him. And you know what? Each time I did, he needed more. He kept coming back and I kept pozing his ass.” I felt his cock press harder against my pelvis, the sweat lubing his cock so it slid across my body. He pinned me with his body, the weight feeling so good on top of me. “Do the same to me,” I said quietly to Henry. He grinned, pushing himself back into a kneeling position between my legs. He lifted my legs,, pressing my knees to my chest. My muscles were so relaxed that I easily folded into the position. It felt odd, being compressed like that. I could feel him moving his pelvis, his cock brushing against my ass which was hiked up. He teased my ass with his cock while making out. Slowly he reached backward for some of the things he’d brought from the living room with us. I looked down the length of my body. I could see it. His raw cock. Long and hard as he slowly slicked with lube. There was no rubber. Part of me thought I should say something about a condom. Now was the time to do it. He’d put one on if he wanted to fuck me badly enough. But those words weren’t able to form in my mouth. I pictured Jared laying here like me, Henry doing the same motions, massaging his own cock as he spread lube across it. Jared gave into him; he took that cock raw and got pozzed by this man. Deep inside I knew I was going to do the same. Henry pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose, squeezing off one nostril then the other as I took a couple of hits. “Hold it in until I tell you to exhale.” I did as I was told, feeling the heaviness held in my lungs. “Exhale slowly.” I let it out slowly, again smelling the distinct odor of the poppers. The rush slammed me at once, my heart excelerating and a hot feeling moving up through my body and out across my arms, all my muscles relaxing. My head started to swim a bit. But what I really felt was an intense hunger in my ass. I started breathing heavier. Henry knew; he was towering over my body, watching me succumb, waiting for this moment. He didn’t miss a beat, rolling my legs back further so my feet were directly over my head. “Someone looks hungry,” he growled. I saw one hand go to his long cock and take aim. He pressed his body forward, and I lost sight of his cock as I felt pressure on my hole. I could feel the heat coming off his cock – the heat of his raw skin. No rubber, nothing between us. This wild, primal thrill went through me. I wanted to say something … anything … but couldn’t form a single word. All I heard was my heart pounding in my chest, and suddenly felt the sharp pressure of penetration into my bare ass. “Ahhh!” was the only sound I could manage to make. His raw cock continued to slide up into my eager hole, and I let out a soft whimper. I could feel his trimmed pubic hair brushing up against my spread ass. “That’s it, college boy. Just breathe. Your ass is so ready for this. It wants this. Just let those muscles wrap themselves around my cock.” I breathed deep and started to relax again, the anxious thoughts falling away as I felt Henry flex his dick inside me. I was swimming in the poppers, beer and thick summer heat. I looked at Henry, my eyes feeling kinda groggy, but my body totally awake. Henry stayed where he was, his thick cock sitting inside me, letting me get used to the feeling. I felt the heat of his raw skin against mine, radiating inside me. Then he began to move. It was a subtle movement at first, his dick just kind of massaging me from the inside. But his movements quickly became strokes, and he picked up speed. I was getting fucked — raw fucked. “How’s it feel, college boy? How’s that raw cock feel?” I’d never felt anything like this before. His cock glided in and out of my hole. I could feel the contours of his dick as it pushed and pulled at my hole. “Fuck! That’s amazing!” Henry responded by pushing my legs wider, holding my ankles, and staring down at me. His face was contorted with his own pleasure, and he even rolled his head back, closing his eyes, just feeling the sensations on his cock. Feeling himself deep inside me. He started fucking me harder. The sounds of skin slapping skin got louder, and I felt sweat dripping off him onto my abs. I was moaning now, totally lost in the fuck. “That’s it, college boy. Take my cock like your boyfriend does. I knew you were a fuckhole like he is.” “Fucking pound me!” I roared as he was pounding into me, my body shaking with each thrust of his cock. I wanted more! “Fuck yeah, fuckhole! Perfect little fuckhole,” he said, sweating pouring down his body. Henry started slowing down, then pulled out. He leaned back into a kneeling position again, panting. His dick was standing straight up, slathered in lube and wet with my ass. It was a deep red, raw, engorged from pounding my hole. “Fuck boy! This is intense!” “Did you cum?” I asked nervously. I felt a mix of fear and disappointment. Fear that he’d cum inside me — no one ever had. I’d always done the right thing and been fucked with a condom. But there was also a feeling of disappointment I didn’t understand. Did I want to get loaded? He already told me he is poz. But a part of me wanted to have that, to take that load. “No, college boy. You haven’t earned that, yet. You’re gonna know when it happens — you’ll feel it.” He rolled me onto my side, then laid down behind me. He lifted one of my legs. I felt him positioning the head of his cock to line up with my hole again. “I can’t take much more,” I said. “My hole is getting sore.” I felt his cock slide away from my hole and his body turned slightly. “Your boyfriend said the same thing the first time I gifted him.” He fumbled around for a moment, then pushed the bottle of poppers up under my nose, roughly pushing the bottle neck into my nostril. “Take four long hits, holding your breath between each one,” he ordered me. “This is what its like to be a fuckhole. You don’t just get pozzed. You have to earn it.” [Let me know how you’re enjoying the story. Can simply click the blue heart or leave a message. I’ll say I’m really enjoying writing this for ya’ll]

I grew up in a lumber mill town in Oregon with my Mother in a single-wide trailer. I don't know how we survived without my Uncle Joe, who would send money and send me a cell phone which I used to good use watching Gay Porn. It was a 2 hour trip to school, and I did not fit in as the class's shrimp. But I did have one thing that stood out in the male locker room I was well hung with a 10-inch thick dick. By the time I turned 18, I was 5 ft 7 115 LBS. When the mill closed a few weeks after my 18 birthday, my mother moved to Portland with her Lesbain lover, but I should go live with my Uncle Joe and his son Alex in Fort Lauderdale, Flordia. Uncle Joe sent the plane tickets, so it was a bus to Portland, a flight to Seattle, a stopover in Chicago, and then on the Fort Lauderdale. Uncle sent me a picture of what he looked like as Mom would send him a picture of me a few times per year. I have never seen so many people in my life in airports. I see Uncle Joe, and I'm shocked to see my cousin Ales as Alex looks just like me, skinny, but he is two years older and looks like my twin. Both are matching basketball shorts with tee shirts two sizes too small, showing their nipple piercings. After hugging and introducing me to Alex, he asked for my phone. They took out the Sim card then, threw it in the trash, then took my bags and threw them in the garbage. I'm scared as they lead me to their van; they tell me I will have a great time living with them, opening me up to new experiences. They show me a room where I can sleep as they remodel the house. The bed has a rubber sheet covering it, and that night I can hear grunting coming from the next room where Uncle Joe and Alex are sleeping. I had a good night's sleep as Uncle Joe came in and told me I m going to see the Doctor as I should have a complete check-up. I jump into the shower, and Cousin Alex joins me as. I a shock to see him, and he is hung like me. We get to the Doctor's office, and the first thing he gives me is a jar. They tell me to jerk off into the glass jar, then show me a room to do it in. The TV is playing Gay male pon in the room, and it does not take long. I enter and hand the jar to the Doctor, who is very impressed by how much I filled the glass jar. The doctor tells me the strip naked and laughs that it runs in the family having big dicks. He does the regular check-up until I see the needle and strap, wraps the belt high around my arm, and tells me I will feel like I can't breathe, then I will cough, then I will get a warm feeling and a rush. I see the needle go in. He pulls back the plunger. I see the blood. It all disappears into my arm. What he told me to happen I couldn't breathe, and I was coughing my lungs out. The doctor tells me to bend over the table. As I bend over, he spreads my cheeks and tells Uncle Joe to look at my virgin hole; both laugh as the doctor puts some lube on his finger as he works the finger into my virgin hole and hits my prostate. It does not take him long to get used to his finger as my dick is hard like never before. My breathing is getting faster, and I can't hold back anymore as I shoot another load.

I was running some errands around lunch today in an area of town I haven’t been to in a couple of years — definitely pre-COVID. There’s a store there with cigars, sex toys, mags, and a sizable arcade. I was parked fairly close, so wandered out and checked it out since it’s been so long since i was there. I popper open a couple of apps so anyone in the area could see I was close by — it’s not always hard to figure out where someone is. I grabbed the small bottle of lube out of my car, and bought poppers from behind the counter (you just need to know what to ask for). I wandered around the arcade for a few minutes, cruising to see if anyone else was there. A few booths looked like they were being used, but the doors were closed. I picked a booth and went it. I watched a dollar’s worth of video, then started to cruise again. This time I came across an open room. The guy in it looked older and pudgy. He didn’t have his cock out, and wasn’t paying much attention as i stood there a moment, so i moved on. I hung out a half an hour or so, and a few faces appeared. I went into another couple booths. One guy stopped in, pulled his cock out, and I started working it with my mouth. He blew his load before I could suggest fucking. He zipped and left without a word. I moved to a larger booth. This one was deeper with a nice bench and space behind the seat. I decided to be bold. I went in, stripped off my shorts, kicked my flip flops to the side, and bent over the seating with my ass hanging out —- anyone walking by could see it. I spread some lube into my hold — I was pretty generous with it. I’m rather inpatient in these settings, so I knew either it was gonna happen fast or not at all. I could see shadows walk by the door. Some hesitated and stood there, then moved on. I noticed shadows lingering longer. After a few minutes, someone walked into the booth. It was the older guy I’d seen earlier. He stepped up to my ass and closed the door with a click. I heard him unzip and open his shorts. There was a hefty slap against my hole. “Fuck yeah,” I said quietly, wanting to encourage him. He picked up the lube bottle and I heard him pump the silicone onto his cock. I took a couple long hits off my poppers, letting the rush wash over me. I felt my body get really warm and my ass desperately wanted some attention. “Fuck my ass,” I said. The guy pressed his cock into my hole. It was a steady push, stretching my hole wider than i anticipated. Turned out he had a thick cock and he pushed it right up inside me until his balls struck my ass. I felt a sharp stab of pain as he stretched me wide, and I gasped. “Fuck! That’s a thick cock!” He didn’t seem to care. He fell right into a full-on fuck. I started grunting and groaning right away, immediately turned on by him using my ass like this. He was pounding away at a steady pace, then slapped my ass hard. I winced and yelped. The door clicked open and there was a bunch of shuffling behind me. The rhythm of his fucking stalled for a moment, then resumed just as I tried to turn around. There was definitely a third person in the booth now. Someone pushed on my upper back, driving my chest against the back of the bench. “Head down, cock whore. You don’t deserve to see us. You’re just a hole.” His voice was deep, very deep, and I suspected he was a big guy. The dynamic had suddenly changed in the room. The older guy was pounding away harder, and I could hear his breathing change. “Fuck that hole. Breed it,” the newcomer said. The older guy started shaking and his breathing became loud and heavy. His rhythm changed to thrusts, and I knew he was filling my ass with his seed. ”fuck yeah! Breed my ass!” The guy pushed in deep. He left it there, breathing heavy. Then he pulled the long shaft out. I felt a moment of relief as my hole contracted after being stretched so much. I didn’t realize I’d been panting too. Fuck it was hot and muggy in this booth! I was sweating, despite just wearing a tank top. I heard the shuffling behind me, then something hot and and hard pressed against my hole again. “My turn,” the deep voice said. He thrust inside me’; my head snapped backwards and my hole spasmed with the sudden assault. I made some sort of exclamatory noise — not some much words but an expression of surprise and pain. He pushed me over the bench again. I could see one of his hands; big with dark black skin. I groaned — that was a BBC inside my ass, and this guy seemed like he was gonna be rough. He fumbled with my poppers, trying to get in a hit or three before he tore me up. “Fucking whore ass. You deserve to get beat. Fucking sloppy hole wrapped around my big cock. Treat you like the worthless whore you are.” He was relentless and almost brutal. I moaned and groaned, unable to do anything else. The fuck was overwhelming — simultaneous pain and exquisite pleasure. “Use me,” I panted — it may have been just a whisper, I was having a hard time catching my breath as he pounded my ass. I needed it to end — and at the same time relished the amazing fuck I was taking. I almost asked him to stop, but I knew he wouldn’t. I was powerless, bent over that bench, my ass up. I couldn’t have moved out of that position if i wanted to. “Fucking whore ass. You’re gonna take my load. You don’t even know who I am. you don’t know what’s in my load. But you’re gonna take it anyway. Fucking whore ass!” He let loose, grunting as he unleashed inside me. I whimpered as he kept pushing deeper, forcing me to take his cum up inside me. He pulled out quickly, stepping back and running into the video screen behind him. He slapped a hand across my ass — fuck, that hurt! “Look what you fucking made me do! Look what you made me do. Hanging that whore ass out for anyone to fuck. He stepped up onto the bench, straddling my back. I was afraid he was going to push back into my hole again. Instead he grabbed my tank top, stretching it behind me, and wiped his cock off on it. Then he stepped backward onto the floor again, zipped up his pants and left the booth. I just stayed there, bent over the bench panting. I couldn’t really move for a couple minutes. My head was swimming from what just happened. The air was thick and gross. My hole felt like it was gaping wide open, though I reached back and felt it was actually able to close. My ass was slick with lube and cum. I finally started moving. There were guys in the hallway, but none tried to come in. I couldn’t have taken another cock at the moment anyway. They looked at me, seeing who had just gotten bred. I slowly got dressed, stepped into my flip flops, and walked out of the booth. The hallway was a bit cooler which helped with my dizziness. My body was shaking a bit once I got into the car, and I had to sit there. Two loads in less than 12 minutes. My hole pounded wide open. And I felt fucking amazing for it.

You have been downgraded because of our discussion about promoting an AIDS fetish Telegram group that you're involved in. Unlike the Telegram group, which permanently bans people for questioning the fetishization of going without meds to the point of getting sick and dying, you're still allowed to use this site. It's just you've been stripped of your status here. Put another way - you're feeling the effects of a policy that's more generous than the one in place at your Telegram group. The same measures was taken with @timfreo who is also involved in the AIDS fetish group and had promoted it widely here before I realized its nature. Bottom line - I'm completely serious about not tolerating AIDS fetish on this site. This site will absolutely not be a vehicle for encouraging suicidal behavior.

It happened the fall of my sophomore year of high school in the mid-seventies. It was a Friday and I was in the bathroom in between classes and started reading the graffiti on the wall of the stall. Sixteen year-olds are in a permanent state of “horny”. Being gay in the seventies limited my resources to get things taken care of. This is before smart phones, internet access, or even VHS porn. Dirty writing on the walls, classified personal ads and dime store fuck-smut were all a guy had to keep from losing his mind. The stall was completely covered in writing, drawings and cum. It had multiple-colored handwriting and scribbled juvenile drawings of really big cocks spurting cum into the air. Of course, there was the occasional plea to suck someone's cock or to fuck. Today, I ran across an ad for a blowjob. I was not a virgin, but suffice it to say I wasn't setting any records in the getting laid either. “Call 612-809-4373 if you want me to send one down your throat.” Short, simple and to the point. The bell rang indicating that 5th period was about to start so I took out my pen and wrote the number inside my notebook and joined my class. I understood the chances of that old number still working would be slim. The entire wall appeared as through no one has touched it in ages. I had a boner all throughout 5th period thinking about it and then again during 6th. I lived pretty far from my school so it took the bus about 45 minutes to get me home. I ran upstairs and flew into the bathroom and stroked one off. I took a quick shower and jumped on my motorcycle and was off to flip burgers for the evening. We were pretty busy, but I still couldn't get the writing on the wall out of my mind. What kind of a sick deviate would put their phone number on a public bathroom wall? What kind of a deviate would call it? During my break, I finished my dinner in lightning speed. I was the only person in the back room. I hadn't thought this through but I rushed over to the desk phone and pulled out the number and called it. My heart was racing. What the fuck was I doing? The phone was ringing. What if a lady answers? What would I say? What if an old man answers? I seriously thought the phone was going to be out of order, but it wasn't. “Hello?” It was a guy and he didn't sound like an old man but he was certainly older than me. Everyone was older than me. “Hello?” came from the receiver again. Damn what do I say? Then he said, “Is anybody there?” I hung up. I couldn't do it. Perspiration covered my forehead. I cleaned up my dinner dishes and went back into the kitchen to help with the orders. I couldn't help thinking that the guy sounded really cute. Well more hot than cute. When I got home that evening around 10:00 p.m., I said hello to my parents and catapulted up the stairs and jumped into the shower then dove into bed. I lay there thinking about the voice on the other side of the phone and wondered if it was the source of the writing on the wall? My dick got hard. I jumped out of the bed, got the phone number and the phone and landed back in my bed in a flash. Then I jumped up and locked my bedroom door, shut off the light and flew back into the bed. I squeezed my dick so it would go down a little. I turned on my reading light and dialed the number. “Hello?” It was him. Oh my fucking god it was the same guy. It was unmistakably him. Shit, what do I do? “Hello,” he repeated. Say something you moron or he'll hang up! “Who's this?” Then he lowered his voice and said, “...I know why you're calling.” How could he know why I was calling? What does he mean? I cleared my throat and finally said, “ Hello. I um, I um. Hello?” “I’m still here,” he said. I panicked and made up a stupid story about finding a notebook at my school that had this phone number on it and I was checking to see if it was his. There was a pause on the other end of the line and then he told me, “I doubt that would be my notebook. Are you sure you are calling about a notebook?” I tried to sound confident, but I was a jumble of nerves; stuttering like a buffoon. “Yes, I’m calling about the notebook,” I tried to reassure him. Again after a few seconds of silence he said, “Are you sure you aren’t calling about the writing on the wall? Isn’t that the real reason you’re calling me?” I cleared my throat again and spoke very quietly, “Yes, I’m calling about…about the…writing on the wall. Is it yours?” He matched my intensity and responded, “Yes, it is mine. I wrote that. My heart was beating so fast. Remember this is a sixteen year old cock learning to find its way in the world with little help from anyone. I didn’t know what to say next so I remained silent. He asked where I lived and I told him. He responded, “Interesting. We live really close to each other.” How is that possible? I lived 45 minutes away from school. My high school had over 5,000 students; the size of a small university. It served people from all around the entire radius of the County. He went on to tell me that he was 19 and lived with his parents when he wasn’t in college. He was on a break. Further chat deduced that we lived in the same subdivision. He asked if I liked porn. I said, “Yes.” He said his parents were gone for the weekend and that I should come over and he’d show me what he had. I couldn’t help myself; I had to do this so I told him I’d be there in 15 minutes. I dressed and walked quietly down the stairs hoping my parents were already in bed. With no sign of them I sneaked out the back door and walked my motorcycle out to the road before starting it and driving off. I found his house and pulled into the drive and parked on the side of the house as instructed. The house was dark as if no one was home. I began to get nervous. What if this was a hoax and this guy sent me on a wild goose chase? Still, I knocked. He answered the door in only a pair of jeans that were partially unzipped. He was masculine and very good looking, but not pretty. He had dark brown hair and a well-defined chest with dusting of hair and a treasure trail leading down past his navel disappearing into a forest of a thick brown bush. He invited me in and led me into the living room. When he turned around I saw nicely shaped hips and a bubble butt that was stuffed into his jeans. We sat and made small talk. He had gone to my high school 2 years prior; he knew the burger joint where I worked, stuff like that. After about 10 minutes we ran out of small talk so he asked if I wanted to see his porn mags. He led me back to his bedroom. He slid opened the closet and reached up to a top shelf and pulled out a couple of glossy shiny magazines. We sat on the end of his bed and he flipped through the first magazine. The pictures were of hyper masculine guys; very hairy, muscular and butch. There was also lots of leather, motorcycles and uncut cocks. He handed that magazine to me and I took over the flipping. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that he pulled out his cock. It was thick, long and hard and cut with a beautiful head that resembled the shape and color of a plum. My heartrate increased. I put the magazine down and he got up and stood in front of me, took my hand and moved it to his cock. His cock was hot and pulsing. He said in a soft raspy voice, “You know you can never tell anyone about this because I would get into a lot of trouble.” I told him that I wasn’t about to tell anyone anything, ever. “Have you ever sucked a cock?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. With that he put his hands on the back of my head and guided me down to his dick. I stared at it for a few seconds and then I put the head in my mouth. It smelled and tasted fantastic. I could smell the musk emanating from his bush. He unzipped his pants fully and pulled out his balls. The smell was driving me crazy and I started to suck his cock deeper. At sixteen I had some experience sucking dick starting as early as 12 years old, but hadn’t yet learned the technique for deep throating. I continued to take more and more into my mouth leaving his cock wet and glistening. He had his hands on the back of my head and started making little sounds of approval with his throat. These little guttural sounds would become one of the biggest turn-ons for me in the years to come. He then pulled me up and shoved my shorts to my knees. He had me lay on the bed on my side so my ass was facing the foot of the bed. I heard him spit on his hand. Fuck, he was going to fuck me. His cock is too big for me, but I wanted it so bad. The question wasn’t would I let him fuck me, but how much will this hurt when he does fuck me. He smeared the saliva along my asshole and spit again on his cock. I felt the head at the entrance of my hole. I wouldn’t learn about poppers for several more years and I was too young to drink. This was going to be a challenge. I took a deep breath and he started putting pressure on the ass. It was slippery and really felt erotic, nasty and hot. I was experiencing the primal urge that all guys experience just before they take cock in their ass. His cock head was sliding all around the outside of my hole. I was unintentionally nudging my hole to match up with his cock. He spit again and this time pushed just hard enough that he penetrated my ass ring. I felt his cock head rest just inside my sphincter. I gasped out of inexperience, a little fear and shear adrenalin at the same time. It hurt. It hurt badly. I froze and tensed up and the owner of the cock could tell I was struggling. He put his face next to mine, kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “That’s it baby, give me what I need. Don’t make me stop. Relax. That’s it. It’ll get better in a minute.” He had the head resting just inside me and stayed completely still. As I got used to it, the initial pain subsided and I started breathing regularly again. He told me he wasn’t going to move until I was ready and when I was, I was to push back on him to signal it was cool to continue. I agreed and remained still. I could feel him rubbing saliva around the perimeter of his cock. After a few more minutes the pain completely subsided so I pushed back just a little. He pushed forward and another inch or so of his cock pushed through my ring. “Okay, okay, stop there. Oh shit. Damn. I’m not sure I can do this, dude. Pull it out, take it out, man.” I was breathing heavily at this point and about to panic when he froze and leaned against my back again and began kissing the crook of my neck and behind my ear moaning ever so slightly. “Oh baby, I need this little man. You feel so good. You’re doing just fine. That’s it just relax. He kept his word and remained still. Again the pain drifted away and was replaced by a warm erotic nasty feeling that you only get from having a stranger’s cock inside you. I started pushing back; he reciprocated and eventually he bottomed out at his balls. “Sweetheart, you have my entire dick inside you. Can you feel that?” All I could do is squirm and moan as he pulsed his hot throbbing dick inside my ass. Suddenly, for the first time in my life my “cunt” got horny to be fucked. Prior to this I had gotten fucked several times, but I just tolerated it. It didn’t necessarily feel good. This was different. I had this hot boys fat cock buried balls deep and there was no pain just white-hot lust and an undying need to be fucked. I moaned, “Yeah, oh that’s good.” I could feel his breath at my neck again and he whispered, “What was that?” Again I mumbled erotic little inaudible sounds. “Talk to me baby, what are you saying? Tell me what you want.” I didn’t know what to say, but I wanted him to fuck me. I pushed back again. God his dick felt so good. It was almost like my ass lips itched and his cock was the only thing that would scratch it. “No, you need to tell me what you need. I want to hear you say it.” “Fuck me.” “Sorry, I didn’t get that,” he taunted. “FUCK ME! Please fuck me. I need you to fuck the hell out of me.” While I was carrying on like a depraved child I began bucking back and forth on his cock. “That’s what I wanted to hear from you pretty boy. Now take a deep breath, give up that ass to me and let’s fuck,” he said. He pulled his dick out a bit and pushed back in. Bliss. He pulled further out and pushed back in a little harder. Heaven. Then he pulled almost entirely out but stopped where his mushroomed plum-like head stretched my ass ring at its max and held it there before plunging back in balls-deep. Nirvana! There was no more language spoken between either of us for the next 30 minutes or so. In order to communicate, all we could do was groan, moan, squeal and grunt. We locked eyes sharing our unspoken mutual lust and animalistic needs. The room got really warm from our body heat and heavy panting. He still had his jeans on at mid-thigh and I still had by shorts pulled down just above the knee. I was still lying on my side while he stood pumping that magnificent cock in and out of me. At one point he pulled out and yelled, “Not yet, no, no, no. Not yet.” I could feel his cock leaving a slimy trail across my butt cheek as he tried to ward off his climax. I was able to plead in the middle of my panting, “Yeah, man. Don’t cum just yet. I need more of this, please don’t cum.” He said, “Be still. Don’t move. I’m too close.” Then he leaned against me and kissed my neck and whispered, “Oh baby, this is the best ass I’ve ever fucked. You make me feel like such a man. When I bury my cock in your ass all the way to my balls, my nipples harden.” He was ready to go again and reinserted his cock, “Can I cum in you? Please. Will you let me shoot my load inside you? I’m so hot for you baby,” he begged. I nodded yes and then he started pile driving his cock in and out of me. He grabbed my ass cheek and my shoulder and pounded harder and harder. The ring of my ass was on fire as he repeatedly stretched it out leaving me delirious. Then it happened. He buried his cock in my ass to the root and froze. Put his face in the crook of my neck, his chest against my back and wrapped his arms completely around me encasing me and then started to tremble. He began making faint subtle micro vocal noises like a wounded animal; that grew slowly into a sexy snarl. And that grew into a full out masculine roar that came from the innermost core of his soul. I could feel cum pumping into me. I could feel his balls swell and contract as his cock spurted. He continued to roar and blow load after load inside me. I grabbed my cock and stroked it off to a powerful climax while his cock blew the last of its load deep in my ass. My ass lips pulsed around his cock every time I shot a volley of cum onto his bed. Feeling this, he turned into a mad man and started fucking me again with a vengeance. I could feel how sloppy my ass had become from his load. It was sloshing around making nasty sounds as he continued to fuck me. His cock felt so good because it was completely covered in cum. After about 10 minutes, he did the same thing; wrapped himself around me, froze, trembled and emitted a roar as he blew another load inside me. We lay there breathing in silence as we recovered. I reached between my legs and felt his balls which were covered in cum. His cock slipped out and a dribble of cum escaped from my ass. We didn’t say much as we got up and pulled our cloths together. He walked me to the door and said he had a hot time and that we should do it again sometime, especially since we lived so close. He asked never to stop unannounced because of his parents. I told him it was cool. We did get together several times after that. Once he called the burger joint and said he had just driven through and saw me working. He wanted me to come over after work and drove us out to a secluded area and fucked me in the back seat. I’ll never forget the way he orgasmed; froze, trembled, snarled, and then roared. Every single time. It’s hard to believe that by simply reading the writing on the wall it would lead to what would become one of the best fucks of my young life. I really get off on your comments.

I can't say I know anything about "telegram"; this is the first I've heard of it. But I can say Thank You to rawTOP for defending his site against devolving into such a misery-laden state. BZ is - at least for me - a joyful website, where men who love Life, love living their lives on their terms, love sharing their magnificent obsessions with like-minded men can share thoughts, resources, impressions, perceptions - share all of it with our peers. It's just a complete sadness when guys can't figure out a way forward.

If anyone is wondering… WelshBBCigarFuck continued to argue with me over the issue so I banned him for a year at which point he requested his account be deleted, which I did. I know for a fact that his representation of the Telegram group wasn't truthful. Someone I trust absolutely told me as much very clearly and showed me screenshots where moderators defended the AIDS fetish aspect of the group. Sorry, but that's suicidal behavior and I won't have this site be used to fetishize suicide. So the moral of the story is that you shouldn't pick and pursue unwinnable fights, and make false statements to the owner of whatever site you're on. It won't end well. But account deletion was his idea, not mine. I just wanted him to stop arguing with me.

Was walking back from a relatively unsuccessful cruising trip. Sucked one guy off. I was walking by some bushes in a dark area and a voice just aboutmscared the crap out of me. “ŚPARE SOME CHANGE” in the dark it looked to be a skinny middle, ages white guy who was obviously homeless. I'm told him sorry but Imdidntmhave any cash with me and jokingly said, over and duck me though. I was already walking away when he said ok. I turned back and he led me behind the bushes. He took charge and pushed me to my knees and pulled his sweat pants down. He pushed his cock to my lips and I almost gagged. Was what you would expect from a guy whom obviously hasn't answered in a bit. I was surprised when he started to grow quickly and grew into a respectable 7” or so and nice thickness. After a short time down flat me down flat and yanks my shorts down. Was a good thing cruising and was prelubbed. He took me balls deep in one push..and processed to pile drive my ass. 2-3 min later he grunts and I can feel him pulsing in me. He pulls out and pushes hismcock to my face and says clean it off asshole. After I clean him off he pushes memoir from behind the pushes and tells me, to get lost.m I can feel him dripping down my leg. I finish my walk back to the car with a lighter step. My cruising hadn't been fruitless after all. This is my third time playing with homeless and they have all been good.

Years ago when i was in my 20's, I would cruise around in my car and try and pick up guys. One night I was driving and saw this extremely hot guy hitchhiking without a shirt on. I pulled over and he got in. He was like a model, butch, nice tight build, six pack. When he said "Thanks for the ride, wish there was something I could do to pay you back". I told him he could let me suck him off. He said sure and we found a dark street to park on. He had a gorgeous big cock that I devoured. After me sucking him for quite a while, he said "Do you swallow?" And with my mouth full of his cock i grunted yes, he then grabbed my head and said, "Good, then swallow!" and shot in my mouth. The funny part is after I was done, I asked him if he had been drinking screwdrivers? and he said yes, why? And I told him his cum tasted like he had! LOL

I was able to take advantage of a special arrangement. A younger cute chubby cub I know gave me the key code to his place as a way of giving me permission to fuck him whenever I want. Usually it's late at night when I feel horned up. This last time I decided to stop by around 1 am. The instructions had changed so I had to navigate the backyard, kitchen, and then up to his bedroom. It was dark the entire way, but I found his bedroom. Everything was as I expected, he was under the covers fast asleep. I took off my clothes and got into bed with him. As promised, he sleeps in just a jockstrap. He woke up when I pulled the covers back and grabbed his exposed ass. As always, he adjusts as he wakes, recognizing it's me, and spreading his legs so I can have better access to his hole. Often, I don't lube up, expecting my precut to do the job, but this time I wanted to be more gentle so I lubed up ahead of time. I pressed my cock between his thick ass cheeks and start pushing in. He's always very tight which means that he grunts when my cock head pops in. So do I, cause I love the way he opens up for me. As soon as my cock head is in, I start sinking the rest of my 8 inches in. It took a few minutes, but pretty soon he was fully awake and full of my dick. He's learned to just take it however I want it, and this time I wanted to get off so I was sliding in and out quickly from the start. I told him what a good bitch he was and he arched his back to get more of my dick. Once I got close, he reached back and spread his cheeks as he was taught so I could breed him deeply. He always moans and whimpers as I shoot and whines when I start to pull out. It's super hot. I caught my breath and played with his leaky ass for a bit, then got dressed and went home.

I don't think there are any rules specifically for darkrooms. Just the common courtesies we'd extend to anyone, anywhere. When someone gropes you, but you're aiming at someone else, a gentle hand on his is enough. The whole point of a darkroom is to remove all the stimuli that are usually present. It's definitely not kosher for one bottom on a fuckbench, waiting for a Cock, to reach over to the guy getting fucked next to him and try to yank the Cock out of the neighbor and guide it to his own Hole - and that's actually happened to me. It's definitely not kosher to fail in one's <polite cough> "preparations. A Hole full of shit can clear the whole darkroom out in one damn hurry, and it's a thoughtless, selfish thing to do. Just the common manners apply, in the darkrooms as everywhere else. Generally there's not much talking, but I don't think there's anything wrong with talking Breedshit quietly to a Hole you're fucking, or the guy who's fucking a Hole right next to you. My first experience was at the recently passed Mans Country in Chicago. Off the snackbar there was a long, narrow corridor called Pig Alley, which wasn't totally dark. You could see other guys via ambient light at each end, and more clearly the nearer either end you happened to be. This was well before hiv came along, and guys would do anything to each other they felt like doing. Wanda Lust's* room off the stage in the music hall occasionally served as a darkroom, but at her invitation only. There was also a darkroom at the first incarnation of Steamworks, over on Broadway in boystown. The name escapes me - it was bought out fairly early on and changed to Steamworks, but while it was under the first owners there was a very dark darkroom, which was always popular. While (being slim) I liked the steam room best, I hit that darkroom for a while every time I went there. Lots of sucking/fucking, groping, etc etc. In FL, some of the bars/tubs have excellent darkrooms, and depending on the hour, can be full of men rutting in each other's Holes. There are a few guest houses that still have them too. But the best one, as far as I'm concerned, is Slammer. That darkroom is quite small now, but totally dark. One navigates via braille, since there can be a guy rutting in a Hole inches from you, and you can't see anything. The moans and groans (occasionally much louder) do help indicate where the action is, but usually it's so full of guys that one has to be very careful not to trip over some guy. Hands can reach out and feel you up, and you can't even tell which guy it is. Mouths can start to suck your Cock, and you can only feel the head - can't even see it. You feel up the asses, finger-probe the Holes, and slowly slide your feet up to the Hole, so as not to kick/step on some other guy. For guys that love this kind of sex, it's 1000000000 % fan-fukkin-tastic !!! I think one of the reasons I like darkrooms so much, is they reduce all the variables to the lowest common denominator. No one knows how good-looking (or not) the other guys are, so no one cares. No one knows much of anything, other than there are men busy doing what they're driven to do. Rutting/Mating/Breeding with joyful abandon. What more can any guy ask for ..... It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm *Wanda Lust was a famous Chicago drag queen, whose trademark was a brilliantly red wig. Stephen was one of those gentle souls who developed a superbly viperous tongue in reaction to the criticisms most D.Q.'s get accustomed to. He died in Kansas City - of all places - when he and a trick went to see a movie, someone seated behind them started in on him, Wanda turned around and verbally flamed the guy, at which point he knifed her to death. RIP, sweet boy. On a lighter note, once some guy with a really big hard Cock was lying in the middle of the empty dance floor in midday, on his back, when Wanda came out of her room by the stage. She was all dolled up, but walked over to this guy - rock-hard Cock pointing to the sky - lifted her dress and sat down in one fell swoop on this guy's Cock. That's when I learned about the "peter principal" - "take it when it's there for the taking".

A lot has happened on our planet since I started this story. I'm glad to see interest. I'll make the next chapter of this the next story I complete. xxx

Was running a couple quick errands before work, logged onto sniffies to see if there was any good action. I live in a vacation destination, so summertime always brings new tops to the area, and sure enough an anon profile had sent me a message that was just a pic of a thick 7.5 inches. Quick check of the profile said condoms on prep, but I was horny as fuck so figured why not. I sent an ass pic back and got an immediate reply asking if I was cool with public. It’s sunny and broad daylight, but I said sure. He told me to meet him at the nearby shell gas station, and to look for the red jeep. 5 minutes later I’m pulling up next to it, and a tall bearded Latin guy steps out and motions for me to follow. Now I’m 6’6”, and this guy was almost as tall, which I LOVE. We walk around back to a hidden corner near a couple of power boxes, and he turns around and grabs me and forces his tongue into my mouth, which totally surprised me but in a good way. I love a top that lets me suck on their tongue, but I had assumed he was ‘straight’ and would be into kissing. Now, I’m a bit nervous since it’s broad daylight with tons of traffic, and he must have sensed it, cause next thing I know one huge hand wraps around my throat and pushes me against the wall, while his other hand slides two long fingers right into my mouth and to the back of my throat. I gag for a second, then he shushes me and tells me to calm down, he’ll give me what I need. I was instantly rock hard. He finger fucked my mouth for a minute, going all the way back to my throat and making me gag, getting his fingers nice and slimy, then promptly spins me around, pulls my shorts down and slides them into my hole. It’s a stretch and hurts a bit, but it’s bearable. I hear him spit a couple time, feel his cock at my hole, then his fingers reach around and go back in my mouth as he pushes forward in one slow solid thrust until his pubes are scratching my ass. He leans forward and whispers in my ear ‘sorry, forgot a condom’ then starts fucking me hard and deep, keeping one hand in/over my mouth. I’m in heaven and totally in the zone. He piston fucks me for a few minutes, grunting quietly before turning my head and asking if I’m a fag, I nod yes, he smiles and says ‘good fags take loads’, and I nod again. He grins wider and says ‘good fag’ before pushing in all the way and unloading, his cock throbbing five or size times before he pulls out, spins me around again and grabs my dick. He looks me in the eyes and starts throat fucking me with his fingers again while he jerks my cock until I’m cuming all over myself. We pull out pants up, he tells me he’s staying at a cabin for a few weeks in town, and we exchange numbers. When I walk back around to my car, clearly a mess, there’s a state trooper parked right next to me… almost got busted but he was inside getting coffee. I made my escape and went to work dripping

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

I was living in Houston during one of the many hurricanes that have plagued that city. The complex I was living in was a really small two-story structure that was adorable and completely gay. There were no more than twenty units with a pool in the center courtyard. I lived on the lower floor near the entrance so I saw everyone coming and going. It was very friendly and quite cruisy. It didn’t take long to learn that this complex was quite notorious for its cruising at night. When I was feeling antsy, I would usually open my living room drapes and sit around watching who was walking about the grounds. One late Friday night, I saw a guy getting fucked in a second story corridor. I just stared. Amazing. One of the first encounters I had was with a young blonde guy who also lived in the complex. He would always wave hello and walk around in his really tight blue jean shorts. His ass was screaming in those shorts. This one evening he was lingering around my door when I finally opened the door and leaned against the frame and started chatting with him. Before wasting too much time he made it clear he wanted to get fucked. Perfect, I thought. He came inside and stripped immediately and jumped onto my bed, spread his legs wide and started playing with his ass in an erotic nasty way. I love a bottom to be nasty and assertive. If you want to get fucked, let me know it and tell me what you need. I got us a few beers and came back into the bedroom. He was getting all worked up. He slid a finger in his sweet hole and started moving it around. I stripped and got on the bed and fed him my cock. He swallowed it completely. I reached down and added my finger to his hole along next to his. He had a nice, hot, tight and hungry pussy. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and stuffed it all the way up his boy cunt. He was smooth and slippery. I really should have eaten him first, but he was moving quickly and needed some cock inside him fast. He encouraged me by saying things like, “Yeah stud that cock feels hot inside my ass. Fuck me, yeah, that’s it, fuck me.” It didn’t take long for him to blow his load which set me off. I pumped his ass full of my load. As soon as I was through, he popped my cock out of his ass and licked my cock clean. Then he started to get dressed. He was really friendly and said, “Anytime you need a piece of ass, no matter what time it is, stud, I’m in 11B. The door will be open, come on in.” And I did exactly that several more times. There was a black guy that lived on the lower level that I saw coming and going from time to time. He was seriously packing a heavy basket. He was rightfully proud of it and would stuff into a liquid pair of worn jeans. He’d adjust it to the right side and stage his balls so they accentuated his over-sized cock. You could even make out his cock hear through those jeans. He made it obvious to all that he had a huge cock. I remember thinking to myself, damn, that must be uncomfortable to be carrying that around all the time. He was a hot looking guy, probably around 29 or so. A neighbor a few doors down had befriended me and we were sitting outside chatting when the hot black guy walked by and said hello. My neighbor asked if I knew the guy. I said no and he told me his name was Michael. “He tried to pick me up once, but I wouldn’t go near him.” I asked why? He told me that even though the guy was hot, “What the hell was I supposed to do with a cock that big? I’m pretty good, but not that good.” I just sort of smiled and thought damn, how big can he really be? It was really late on a Saturday night and the courtyard was getting really cruisy. I kid you not, probably 15 or so guys walking about looking into windows. I was watching TV in my living room with the curtains open sort of keeping one eye on the tube and the other eye on the courtyard. It was very erotic watching these guys pick up my neighbors. Then there was a tap at my door. I opened it and a guy said, “He man, what’s up?” I looked at him and he was pretty hot looking and I thought, why the hell not? I said,” Not much here bud, what are you into?” He told me he was open but that he really wanted a chance to eat my hot ass. I opened the door a little wider. The guy came in and said that there was just one thing, he was here with his lover and could his lover join in? I asked what his lover was into and he said, “Three-ways.” I said sure and he left and returned with a hot looking guy. Both guys were in their mid twenties with a slim, muscular build. The boyfriend was taller and more muscled. We all started stripping during introductions and the first guy immediately got on his knees behind me and spread my ass cheeks and started eating. Man his tongue was deep and wet. His boyfriend stripped and showed me a nice hard 8” cock with a thick mushroom head to it. I bent down and started sucking his cock. He worked the back of my head and helped me to deep throat him. As soon as I hit bottom, he groaned in a hot masculine guttural way. I loved feeling that thick cock buried in my throat. In the mean time, the shorter guy was making a pig of himself in my ass. Spit was dripping down my thigh and off my balls. He pulled his face out of my ass and told his boyfriend, “David, you gotta eat some of this, man. This is excellent ass.” David got down and began to eat me out, too. Then each of these hot fuckers plowed my ass till I was begging for them to blow their loads. They deposited two hot loads deep inside me and left. I fell asleep feeling very contented and really full. I was awakened in the middle of the night by a hand on my ass and was startled. Lying on my stomach, with only a sheet to cover up with, I tried to assess the situation but was jarred awake and looked up and it was my neighbor, the black guy, Michael. We had never really met, but here he was in my bedroom. I could feel his hand on my ass and I swear he swiped a finger across my hole as he awakened me. I wonder if he could tell that I had been creamed earlier. He told me my front door came ajar and with all of the foot traffic, he thought I should close it and lock it. He said it was not safe. I guessed the wind had blown the door open in the middle of the night. I was caught off guard, thanked him and gathered the sheet up and wrapped it around my waist and walked him to the door. I fell back to sleep, but never stopped wondering if he was trying to finger me. I also knew I wanted this guy to fuck me to death. I didn’t know how I would get his attention again, but I started fantasizing about his huge cock and wondered what it would look like going into my pale white cunt. I had to have him. Later in the summer a hurricane was predicted to be a direct hit to Houston. Everyone was making emergency arrangements. Most of my neighbors had decided to ride the storm out so I thought I would join them instead of going to my family’s house up north. Soon a full fledged hurricane party was organized. Everyone would stay in the lower apartments and one apartment would be used for drinks, one for food, another was to store debris that blew around the courtyard to prevent it from breaking any windows. The winds picked up early Friday morning and the rains came and pummeled us throughout the night. Saturday the eye crossed us around 9:00 p.m., and then we got the wet side, but everything was in control. People were having fun, taking care of business and eating and drinking and feeling very neighborly. Michael, the black stud I craved was nowhere to be found. I hadn’t seen him the night before either. I suspected that he went to stay with friends in a safer place away from the storm. As the evening wore on, the worst of the storm passed and I was starting to get tired and thinking about leaving to go to my apartment which was not being used for anything. In the corner of my eye I saw Michael enter the unit I was in. This was the unit that served drinks. Of course the evening cocktail was a Hurricane. He got a drink and headed right for me. He said hello and asked how I was. He said, “Wow, dude, I haven’t seen you since that night your door was wide open. I hope that I didn’t scare you off.” I said no, that I was so groggy and sleepy; I barely remember that evening, except that he probably saved me from getting robbed or something. He then leaned in and whispered, “Man I wanted that ass of yours so bad, but you were so out of it that I decided the timing was all wrong. I really liked what I saw.” I was so fucking turned on by this and said, “Man you should have taken what you needed I would have been fine with that.” He said “Well the storm has several more hours why not make good use of the time?” Then he said, “Give me your hand.” I reached out and he took my hand and placed it directly on his huge bulge. I quickly turned to look and see if anyone could see us. He was packed in so tight. I could feel the heat emanating from his jeans. I was excited and scared at the same time. I knew I wanted this black mother fucker, but I didn’t think I could handle him...in any capacity. He leaned in closer and put his lips against my ear and said, “I’m gonna make your pussy wet and your pucker is going to be glowing rosy-red when I’m through with you. Have you ever had a big nigger dick in that puss?” I started to sweat and could feel moisture gather along the crack of my ass. I cleared my throat and told him that I had and that I loved black cock. He said, “I’m not talking about black cock. I’m talking about pure nigger dick. Let’s go.” We got to my apartment and he started to unbutton his jeans; he wore no underwear. He left his jeans unbuttoned and took off his shirt. He was built like a brick shit house. Well defined muscles, quarter-sized nipples and he was blue-black. His bush was short and tight and I couldn’t wait to see what was underneath. I was starting to sweat because I was boned and anxious. I didn’t know what to do next. He lit a joint and passed it to me. I took a toke and inhaled deeply as he started feeling me up. He unbuttoned my shirt and started tweaking my nips. He got rid of my shirt and started to unzip and push my jeans to my knees. Leaning down he took my left tit into his mouth and started to nibble and suck. I took another hit off the joint and passed it back to him. I could feel his hand massage my shoulder and then move down my spine to the top of my ass. My cock was raging as he slid his hand down to my butt cheeks and further to my crack. He soon found my hole and rubbed across it and moaned along with me when he found it. He then bit my tit taking me to the edge. He stepped back and said, “Yeah dude, we’re gonna have a hot time tonight.” He lowered his jeans and his cock sprang free. I couldn’t believe it. I just stared at it speechless. He smiled and said, “Don’t worry about it; we’ll have a good time.” He had at least 12 inches of thick jet-black uncut dick. The length didn’t scare me as much as the thickness. I took it in my hand and couldn’t touch my fingers to my thumb. This was clearly the biggest cock I have ever seen, much less held, and certainly the blackest. I went to my knees and peeled back the foreskin from the enormous head. It was stunning to see this huge cock head drooling pre-cum. I licked it and savored the taste. Michael was encouraging me all the way telling me that I looked good with Nigger dick in my white mouth. He grabbed the back of my blonde head and tried to stuff it down my throat. I pulled back and looked up at him and said, “Dude, I will swallow your cock, but you’ve got to give me time to get used to it, cool?” He smiled and let go of my head. Don’t get me wrong I love having cock forced down my throat, but this was serious business. Someone could get hurt. And I wanted to do this right. I got up and suggested he get on the bed and lay back. I grabbed a fresh bottle of poppers and lube and got between his legs. I greased his cock with Astroglide and it glistened. I went back to work. I licked his cock and sucked it for 10 minutes or so and licked down to his balls. I sucked one in my mouth then took my fingers and stuffed the other one in my mouth along with the first one. He was grinding his hips upward so I knew he was getting hotter. I tightened up on his balls while pulling away creating a pressure that I knew he’d love. I spit his balls out and licked back up his shaft. I took a small hit off the poppers, sucked in my breath and got as much spit into my mouth as I could muster. I started to descend down his cock and soon felt the huge head at my throat. I inhaled a little more and pushed. Nothing happened. I tried again and still nothing. I was drooling spit all around this guy’s cock and sliding up and down spreading it as best as I could. There was a lot of real estate to cover. Finally, I pushed hard and kept the pressure on his cock, and then something popped. It was his cock head. It had popped from the back of my mouth then into my throat. I actually felt my throat expand to accommodate his girth. I was a bit stunned at first, but stayed perfectly still. Michael was moaning and started to play with my hair. I looked up at him and he made eye contact with me. He had this hot lusty look on his face. “You’re doing great white boy. You can do this. Come on, take this cock. This is nigger dick and you know you want it.” I did want it. I slowly started to push even more of his cock into my throat. My eyes were watering. I knew if I panicked, I would have to spit his cock out and start all over. I was now more than half way there. My eyes were bulging out. I stopped and tried to breathe through my nose. It worked, I got oxygen and calmed down and continued my descent. He started growling louder and louder as I went further and further down. Snot started running out of my nose but I didn’t care. I felt little micro-pricks on my upper lip. I opened my eyes and saw a jet-black forest that was his pubic hair. The wiry hairs were sticking into my lips. Fuck me! I was at the base of his cock. I had deep-throated the biggest cock I have ever had. He started gyrating and moaning and cursing. Michael and I made eye contact. There were tears in mine. I needed to breathe. I tried to breathe through my nose and again, it worked. Michael looked at me with pure lust and said, “Oh my fucking god! Please don’t stop. Please stud, Can I fuck your throat? Please let me, just a little?” I signaled him he could. Michael took the locks of my hair in each hand and got a good grip and then started to slide his big fucking dick in and out of my throat. I knew I couldn’t do this for too long, but I wanted to please my black stallion. He picked up the pace while I focused on controlling my throat muscles and keeping my lungs filled with air. He was breathing hard and grunting and cursing. “Eat dick, you cocksucker. Oh baby, fuck yeah, take that nigger dick all the way down. Look at that!” With that he stuffed his monster all the way to the base and held it there. I was starting to gag on it. Saliva was drooling out everywhere. Snot was coming out of my nose and I needed air, but neither of us cared so Michael started his assault again. He was skull fucking me brutally and my throat was starting to get sore. Still, I was in heaven. The smell of this stud was intoxicating. Suddenly he pulled out and through his labored breathing said, “Fuck, man, no one has ever done that to me before. Not like that. I almost lost it. But I want more from you than a blow job. Turn around and show me what you got.” Still gasping for air, I grabbed my poppers and turned around and buried my face in the pillow sticking my ass up in the air. I felt Michael crawl on top of me. He felt so warm and his cock was wedged between his stomach and my ass cheeks. It was wet and still emanating heat. He was grinding and kissing the back of my neck. He reached around and grabbed my tits with each hand and was twisting them. He whispered in my ear again, “I want you to turn around on your back, spread your legs and show me your that pearly white ass and pink pussy.” I turned around onto my back and spread my legs and lifted each knee and opened my ass for him to see. He moaned and started massaging both cheeks of my ass. He got down low and told me to finger myself. I could feel his breath on my hole. I inserted a finger in. He started licking my finger as it went in and out. I pulled completely out and he sucked my finger all the way down to the knuckle. He then stuck his tongue into my hole. Damn that felt good. I purred into the pillow. “Good pussy, stud.” He really started eating my ass out good at that point. Lapping at first then inserting his tongue as far as possible. He was making jabbing fucking motions with his tongue. He kept pushing my legs higher and higher. He told me to take each leg and pull it back and hold it there. I tried but that wasn’t the right position for him. He grabbed some pillows and stuffed two under my butt lifting it up and another two behind my head. He told me to grab my ankles and hold them back as far as I could. This was the perfect position. I grabbed each ankle and brought them to either side of my head. I could actually see both of them with my peripheral vision. “Can you see your cunt, baby?” Looking down I told him surprisingly, that I could. I had a perfect shot of my glistening rose bud. I made it wink and spit bubbled out. Michael slid two fingers into me. I loved the way his coal-black fingers looked stuffed in my ass. I wanted to get fucked so bad. I was so horned for some big black nigger dick. I understood what Michael meant when he told me he didn’t have a black cock. Michael added a third finger and started licking the outer perimeter of my ass ring. He was really getting me opened. He added some lube and started sliding his fingers in and out steadily. I was really getting turned on. Then he added more lube and a forth finger. I was making sounds and squirming from side to side. Michael looked right into my eyes and said, “Oh baby that is right where I want to be. I love your fucking ass. You ready?” I looked at him and nodded. The hurricane outside was raging full force and so was I. He put the bottle of poppers under my right nostril and closed the left nostril and I inhaled. He repeated the other side. I began to feel light headed. He pulled his four fingers out of my ass and I looked down. His huge cock head was black and shiny with lube. He put the head at my pucker, which was rosy red just liked he’d promised earlier. I was starting to feel the poppers at this point, and then I felt him put pressure on my ass rim. Nothing was happening so I pushed out. “Good boy, work that pussy. You know what you want.” he said. I pushed out again and the head pushed through my ring and he slowly slid his cock in to the base. I gasped. His cock was huge. This big fat cock was buried all the way inside me; his bush was pricking my cunt lips. I started breathing again and thought, damn, this is as much dick as I could possible have inside me. I was stretched to the max. I was definitely full. I felt Michael flex his rock hard cock. I clamped down on my ass in response. He said, “That’s it baby, talk to me. Let daddy know you like his nigger dick in your pussy.” I clamped down again and then again. “Ready?” he asked? I was still holding my legs back looking down at this monster dick buried in my ass. “Yeah dude, I’m ready. Fuck me stud,” I said. He asked, “You want this big nigger dick in your pussy?” I said, Hell yeah, man fuck my ass. Give it to me, fucker and don’t be gentle. Fuck me like a man.” He put the popper bottle under my nose and fed me the only elixir that would get me through to upcoming fuck. He slowly started pulling out and stopping only to apply more lube and then pushing back in. His fucking motion and the sheer size of his cock created a vacuum in my ass which in turn made a sloppy airy squishy farting noise that you only hear when the fuck is nasty. Michael started grunting and cursing again. Every few minutes he would feed me more poppers and body slam into me again. I clamped down on his cock to give him his money’s worth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Sweat was pouring off his face and onto me. Each time he slammed back into my cunt he was making me more of a whore for his black cock. Michael told me to watch this. I looked down and he pulled his saturated dick completely out and slammed it back into my ass. Now my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He repeated this 8 or 10 times. Then he pulled out, and quickly slid 4 fingers and most of the palm of his hand into my ass and slowly twisted. We both moaned incoherently. Michael made eye contact and said he loved the warmth and feeling of a freshly fucked hole. He shoved his cock back in and jack-hammered be into the bed. My head was slamming against the headboard which knocking pictures off the wall. I was delirious and moaning jumbled sentences begging him to fuck me. I reached down between our legs and scooped up globs of pre-cum, lube and ass juice and lubed my cock up. I looked up at Michael, who was now basically doing push-ups on top of me, made eye contact and stuttered the words, “Wreck my fucking cunt.” At that instant, blew my load all over my face, Michael’s face and both of our chests. Volley after volley landed somewhere across one of us. That did it for Michael. “This is how it feels to get nigger fucked. Here I go you fucking hot white-trash motherfucker.” He pumped harder and hard then buried his cock and stayed still. I could feel his heartbeat through his dick. I felt it pulse really hard. He shot load after load into me. His cock continued to pulse and I could actually feel the heat of his cum inside me. He stayed still while his cock finished blowing its nut. I lost track of cum shots and heartbeats as they soon became one in the same. He laid there on top of me for a few minutes catching his breath. Once in a while he’d flex his cock and I would return the gesture by clamping down on his softening dick. After we recovered, Michael slowly pulled his cock out of my ass causing a vacuum “whoosh” sound and a small river of cum began to flow out of my ass. He looked at it and said, “That’s hot.” I had never been so thoroughly fucked in my life. The storm eventually passed. I never did get together with Michael again. We’d pass each other at the complex and flirt. Once we even tried to get together again, but it never seemed to work out. I will never forget that night in the hurricane.

On the 1st night of my sexcation, I had decided to attend a scheduled Thursday night orgy at a private play space in LA. I had read the reviews that said it was mostly average, daddies in their 40's into fucking, which was at least partially accurate. They were mostly mostly average to larger daddies in their 50's and 60's and very into fucking, but as an average guy in my 50's it still worked really well for me. After being stuck with the Pacific Northwest version of sex clubs and sex parties since the pandemic I was more than a little desperate for some uninhibited fuck action. I arrived right at the starting time, and followed a beefy black guy who was just my type to the playspace. The guy manning the front desk asked my 1st name and last initial, gave me the run down on how the party worked and collected my $20 “donation”. I checked everything I was wearing except a jock, and went exploring. There were a couple of rooms with couches and TVs playing porn as you entered the space. Just off the 2nd porn TV room was a room with 2 beds and a sling, when I entered the black guy I followed in was lying on one of the beds and there were 2 other guys in there. Another black guy probably in his 60's took an immediate interest in me, we quickly started sucking each others cocks on the unoccupied bed, and he slipped a finger around to feel my hole. Since I was on my back at this point I quickly raised my legs and spit lubed my hole to give him full access, he took the hint and immediately started fucking me. He fucked me in 3 or 4 different positions before breeding me. So within 15 minutes of arriving I was loose, well lubed with cum and super horny. By this time there were 4 or 5 guys in that room and another 60ish guy fucked my wet hole a little bit before moving on, and I had a chance to get up and start exploring the club. I found out there was another bed in the open area in the middle of the play spaces (which I never saw used for fucking), a row of booths some of which had gloryholes and some without in the area behind it, and a darkroom with 2 beds. As I felt my way in I found the bed nearest the darkroom entrance was occupied by 2 guys presenting there holes for use, and I could hear guys fucking on the other bed as well as guys standing in the middle of the room getting sucked. I used my now very hard cock to sample both holes on the 1st bed before groping my way to the other bed and sampling a hole there as well. After that I headed back to the 1st room with 2 beds, the black guy I followed in was still laying on the bed and I briefly 69ed with him, but wasn't really getting any vibes that he wanted to fuck or be fucked. By the time I decided it wasn't going to go anywhere soon, a 30 something guy had entered and presented his ass for fucking on the other bed, and had had several guys sample his ass. No one was fucking him when I got up so I started fucking him. Almost immediately a white guy around my age came up behind me and started rubbing a huge cock on my ass so I guided him into my already wet gaping hole and started enjoying my favorite sexual position the middle. The 3 of us fucked in a chain for a few minutes before the guy fucking me bred me which triggered me breeding the 30 something bottom under me. Sometimes it pays to be the new meat in town, because just after the breeding chain finished up an older guy with a long beard came up and wanted to fuck me. He asked if I wanted it on the bed or in the sling, so we went to the sling of course where he fucked me for a long time before moving on. Since I wasn't getting anymore takers in the sling, I got up and went to the darkroom sampled a couple of holes before getting my ass impaled from behind again. This went on for a while with different holes on my cock and different cocks in my hole. I had definitely taken at least one more load before I felt the need to take it a little easier by going ass up on one of the beds while I rested. I took at least 2 more loads in my ass before I decided it was time to walk around again. I decided to try my luck in the booths, and did suck and get sucked a little bit but did not fuck or get fucked. Next I went back to the nondark room with 2 beds, 5 or 6 mostly younger guys were fucking each others brains out on the bed that had been previously occupied by the hot black guy, who was now in the sling getting fucked. The older long bearded guy wanted to fuck me again and then started whoring me out to the guys that were standing around watching. Most of them fucked me briefly before moving on. Eventually the bearded guy left to walk around and I got into a 3 way flip fucking action with 2 latino guys around my age. By the time the 2 guys I was flipping with moved on the hot black guy was still in the sling and not being fucked at that moment so I inserted my dick into his obviously well bred hole and gave him a good hard fucking before breeding him. He was the last guy I bred that night since I wanted to have a good supply of cum to give at Cumunion party the next night. By this point it was almost 11 and though the party did not end till midnight was obviously winding down. There was very little action in the darkroom by this point, but there was a new hot older guy in the room with 2 bed that wanted to play with me. He started calling me boy and wanted me to call him daddy while he fucked me on the bed in every position imaginable. We eventually moved back to the sling where he gave me a load. After that the long bearded older guy joined me again, this time he bred me. Since it was now 11:30 and there were only a handful of guys left, and I was starving after only getting one mid afternoon meal that day due to traveling (I really hate the airport staffing issues the country is experiencing right now) I decided to call it a night. I decided to hit Denny's before going back to the hotel and cleaning up, so I got to experience another 1st, I had never eaten a late night meal at a restaurant while trying to keep 7 or more loads safely contained in my well used ass. The fact that my waiter was a hot young middle eastern guy that made my ass want to twitch, did not make keeping the loads in easy.

I'm so stupid. I thought everyone was honest about their status. I was wrong. I just turned 18 a couple of days ago and decided to hit the apps. It didn't take long for me to start getting messages. I've always had a thing for older men and about ten of them in their 40's or above flooded my mailbox. I was looking for safe sex and all but one wanted to breed me. I declined their offer but kept them as favorites just in case. The gentleman that won my virginity said he was neg and would use a condom. Two hours later I'm standing at his door nervous as hell. He opened the door and led me directly into his bedroom. He had me strip down and then remove his clothes as well. I noticed he had a few tattoos but it was kinda dark in his room so I really couldn't tell what they were. While on my knees removing his socks he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat. I didn't resist because I was there to serve. He fucked my mouth good for about ten minutes before holding me still and cumming down my throat. I had no choice but to swallow. He said he was clean so I had no worries about swallowing his cum. After he finished he had me get on the bed on my stomach. He got on the bed with me and spread my cheeks. He then starts eating my hole and helping me loosen up. Occasionally it felt like his fingernails would scrape my insides but I thought that was normal so I didn't say anything. After about 15 minutes of eating my hole and getting me ready he told me it was time to say goodbye to my innocence. I heard him open up the condom but I didn't look back to make sure he actually put it on. Big mistake. He slid his cock in slowly to let my ass adjust to his size. He was around 7 inches long and fairly thick. Not as thick as a coke can but close enough. Once my ass adjusted to his cock he held a bottle under my nose and told me to sniff. I did as he said and soon my head was swimming but I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life. He started fucking my hole slow at first. Every few minutes he would have me sniff the bottle again and by now my penis was so hard it was hurting. My ass loosened up more and he really started fucking my ass harder and faster. He had me take another hit of the bottle and I lost all inhibitions. I wanted to feel his cum inside me. I started begging him to flood my ass. He let out an evil laugh and said don't worry slut you're going to get more than just my cum. Just then he let out a primal scream and I felt his cum flooding my ass. Being so horny and high I started cumming myself without ever touching my penis. As the euphoria started wearing off I realized I had taken him raw and his cum was brewing inside of me. Before I had time to do anything he grabbed a butt plug and shoved it in my ass. Still dazed by everything that just happened I was strapped to the bed with my ass on display. I realized what happened and tried to protest to no avail. Because I wouldn't be quiet he put tape over my mouth and told me to shut up. Once I calmed down he told me that he was poz and not on meds. For some reason upon hearing this I had another orgasm without touching myself. My body shook from the orgasm. It dawned on me that I was now this man's cumdump for as long as he wanted me. I didn't fight it and just accepted my fate.

Today I've taken loads from 4 different guys throughout the day.... All were approx 20 yrs younger than myself.... All churned together inside me.... Hoping to keep it in me all night x

I used to love seeing new stuff featuring Oly. Would be great to see what he is up to these days.

DP is amazing. I have top dp'd a couple times. It was a fellow fist pig who could take my fat cock along with another guy's penis because he was so loose like me. I have been dp'd piles of times myself. The amazing thing about dp, aside from the head rush of knowing you are being shared by two guys who have their cocks in you at the same time, is that you can feel the thrusts of each one individually, while the added size gives you more stimulation. As a top you can feel your erection pressed against the other top's as you both fuck the bottom and share him together while he grunts and moans like the animal in ecstasy he has become.

I’ve been to many darkrooms, indeed the cruise club I go to every week has a couple, but last night I had some variations on the usual dark room theme. It was the local bathhouse’s monthly orgy night where all the rooms are locked open, lights are dimmed and guys only get tiny towels to carry. It’s also the night under 26 get cheap entry so a lot of young guys. Always attracts more than a hundred guys and although condoms are provided it’s all bareback. Anyway many of the rooms are essentially dark rooms unless someone turns on the light which happens only occasionally. A lot of groping, fucking and getting crushed up against a mass of naked guys. I topped and bottomed many times and took three loads. In one really dark room I went in and bent over on a bed, I’m pretty sure there were a couple of other guys there but couldn’t make them out. I heard a guy walking past on a corridor say to he friend ‘oh hey, there’s an ass for you’. Soon I found fingers and a rock hard cock exploring my hole and then a really hard fuck for ages until he had to take a break - I never saw who it was. A minute later, on my back now, a young guy took his turn and came in my hole. Later I went to the steam room, fairly large and usually quiet. I’d never seen it like this night really crowded and with next to no light and steam much like a dark room with behaviour modified accordingly ie much sucking and fucking. I took a couple of nice cocks up my ass and with the lube washed off I think the previous loads were the main lubricant. Sweet.

I'm very turned on by messy sex, and have found that my cumming (typically on my stomach and chest) just adds to the mess and thus the lust factor and I just keep going. I'm not a big fan of being jerked off while being fucked, but I don't stop the top from doing so.

SLUT....and I mean that in the nicest way!

I've had a couple of dark room fun. My 1st I answered and Ad from a top couple looking for a bottom at a motel. We emailed a few times and then guy asked if i dont mind if his friend with him. I said more the merrier. WRONG ANSWER from me. He said make sure I have underwear on. Strange huh? I got prepped up and all cleaned out and headed over to a nice hotel. I sat in the car did some things to get me all horned up and emailed him I was there. He gave me the room number and said the lights were off and just come in and strip but leave your underpaints on. I got there and the lights were off except a small dim lamp i could just barely see anything. There was a bedroom off to the side and he said strip and and come in and close the door behind you. I stripped and walked in and shut the door and couldn't see a dam thing. Then i felt someone touched me and grab my neck and pulled me over to the bed. I didnt know where it was till i hit the bed and got pushed down. Then i thought was that the other guy but turned out to be two other guys as my arms got pulled and my leggs got pulled and felt hands grabbing my ass. I was nervous didnt know who or how many were in the room. Felt alot of movement on the bed and someone had something sharp I felt my underpants get pulled tight and they ripped them apart a bit. Then felt something get rubbed on my hole. Burnt a little and felt a finger or more go it. He thrusted his fingers in me for a bit. The felt more lube go on and I was being pushed down and someone pulled my hips up as i felt his cock entered. Someone pulled my hair and put my head on his lap while i was getting fucked and he demanded me to start sucking. I felt a bunch of hands touching my ass and back as this was going on. Still cant see anything in the room. I felt my underpants getting torn more as it sounded like the othere were getting hot. I can hear heavy breathing. The guy fucking me growled as he seeded me then someone else jammed his cock in me real hard and was pumping hard and fast. I was still sucking the one guy very hard cock he would push my head till i gagged a few times then slap my face. I was getting fucked hard and Felt another load go in me and this guy i was sucking said here i go and i thought he pissed because there was so much cum in my mouth and he demanded me to swallow his load. I felt my underpants het ripped completely off and I felt someone licking my ass and sucking my hole. Them i felt a finger play with the drippings and all of a sudden he slipped in his dick. Almost violently he started to fuck me. The guy i was sucking had me suck his balls as he was jerking his cock on my head. The guy fucking me kept slapping my ass so hard and when he did got him harder and faster. Then he laid on me grabbed my neck and trying to choke me has he pumped hard and fast. Then he got up as he exploded in my hole. When he pulled out I heard a voice you can leave. I got up felt around for the door got out got dressed and left.. it was incredibly hot time!!!

I’ve been the btm of a couple DP and many attempted DPs. the best position I’ve found is the dude was on his back and I was riding him when another top cums in from my back. It’s easier when tops are rock hard and have a compatible dick shape.

So, I’ve been very slutty for a long time now. Oddly I’ve never had sex with a trucker until now. I went on grindr after a couple hookups with regular Tops. I messaged a profile that I didn’t recognize as any locals. He messaged back with cock pic and said I’m traveling can only host in his truck. I’m always easy, I’ll suck and fuck just about anywhere. He sent a pic of the truck and I drove to him. Felt nervous, but eager. He was a handsome kinda fit middle aged black man. I got in and we climbed to the bed, he already had his cock out so I went sucked it deep for a minute and he pulled away telling me to sit on it. I did as told and took every inch (8-9 inches). He said my ass was so soft and said I must be a whore. I always say Yes sir when I’m taking dick. After a few minutes riding he pushed me off, stood up, and forced me to bend over and slam fucked me as hard as he could until unloading balls deep in my hole. He stayed inside me and laying on my back whispering Slut, Fag, Whore, dirty talk, into my ear. He pulled his pants back on and I left the truck. Now I’m back Home waiting on another guy from Grindr.

Recently went to a concert. Beat the crowds out thanks to VIP lounge access, but got caught in traffic jams escaping the parking garage nearby... Naturally I was bursting with beers and shots, so I filled an empty yeti I had in the cupholder and then proceeded to drink it on the drive home.

PART 2 It wasn’t a long walk to his place. The sweat was dripping off me in the heat, and I was feeling a bit light headed between the heat and beers. I was relieved when we got to his place, climbing the steps to the third floor apartment in the old house. “I hope you have A/C,” I said. “I hope you like fans.” It was a small, older apartment. We walked in through the small kitchen. There was an old stove, and a table with two chairs. I noted there were some medication bottles sitting on the table. I could see part of the couch through the doorway into the living room. The air was pretty thick and stuffy. Henry went and turned on a couple fans while I just stood in the doorway between the kitchen and living rooms. Henry disappeared into the bedroom; I could hear a fan click on and some rustling. He came back out naked, his hefty cock semi-hard and swinging as he walked. “It’s a lot cooler without clothes.” I still only had my shorts on, and he got those off of me quickly. My eyes were fixed on his cock, which was getting harder by the second. I wrapped my hand beneath it, feeling the weight. It was growing longer, moderately thick at the base and tapering to a narrower head. “It’s good for working its way into tight spaces,” he grinned. I thought he would start playing with my cock, which had become totally hard on its own; instead, he reached back and ran his hand down the small of my back and between my ass cheeks. The sweat rolling down my back had slicked the route he followed down to my hole. I gasped as he pressed a finger right into my hole. It was rough and shocking, but sent this electrical jolt up into my body. “Seems college boys like their holes played with,” he grinned, then leaned in and started making out with me. His fingers kept massaging around my hole while one slipped in and out. The sweat wasn’t enough to make it slippery inside, but there was something hot about being roughly fingered — standing naked in this guy’s darkened living room. I groaned as he manhandled my ass for a couple minutes. Finally he reached up, wrapped his other hand around my head, and pushed me down toward his cock. “You have work to do before you earn my cock in that ass of yours.” I dropped to my knees in front of him, wearing only my flip flops. I love sucking dick, and I couldn’t resist getting to work on it. The shaft was already long and stiff, and it took me several attempts to ease it into the back of my throat. I gagged a bit as I tried to negotiate it deeper. Henry moaned softly. “That’s it, college boy. Deep throat that cock.” He rested on hand on the back of my head, coaxing me but not forcing. He was letting me do the work while he reaped the rewards of my cock worshipping. I was getting more turned on as I worked his cock, feeling the semi-hardon become rock solid in my mouth. It was hard to swallow the entire length, but I took a couple breaths, relaxed my throat, and slowly engulfed the whole shaft. Henry still didn’t push me.. I nuzzled my nose into his pubic hair, inhaling the scent of sweat and musk. My cock flexed with excitement. “Talented boy,” he said softly, almost reverently. He stroked my hair, still not pushing. I slowly backed off his engorged cock and looked up. There was pride on my face followed by a bit of a goofy grin as he sighed in pleasure. Without being asked, I descended onto his cock again, letting it slide past my tonsils and into my throat. Holding it there a moment, unable to do anything more. I felt saliva pooling and started to choke, so I pulled off quickly. “Get up on the couch, turn around so your ass is facing me. I want to eat that ass.” I knelt on the couch, my legs spread and chest against the back cushions. It felt hot offering up my ass that way, him kneeling behind me on the floor at the edge of the couch. I felt his hands massaging my ass; despite the heat in the apartment, his hands felt cool against my skin, and he started to gently blow on my hole. The sensation sent tingles through me again. I whimpered softly as he tantalized my hole. No one had ever played with it like this. Suddenly I felt a hot, wet sensation glazing my hole. I moaned, “ Fuck … that’s amazing….” “Like your ass eaten, do you?” He returned his tongue to my hungry hole. My body squirmed a little, the sensations coursing through me were so intense. He slapped my ass, shocking me and I yelped. “Look at this college boy!” He spread my ass apart and dove deeper into my hole with his tongue. His thumbs massaging the muscle surrounding my hole while his tongue probed me. “Oh fuck….” I whispered, overcome with the sensations. I’d never had my ass played with like this before. “Look at that…” he said as my ass convulsed, my hole naturally pulsing for him to see. “Someone’s ass is begging to be bred. Is that what it wants, college boy?” The word ‘bred’ struck me as odd on some level. I expected to hear ‘you wanna get fucked’ since my other hookups had said it. But he seemed to mean something else. A voice inside me wanted to ask about it, but it was last in intense sensations the assplay was bringing. “This ass is beautiful. Your hole is so pink. And so fucking tight, It doesn’t get used much, does it, college boy?” “No,” I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed and inexperienced. Did he think I was bad at this? Was Jared better at bottoming. I hadn’t bottomed much, and it had usually felt very clunky. Henry was doing it very different, and my ass felt amazing. Suddenly I was afraid he would stop. I turned to try and look behind me. He was still kneeling at the edge of the couch. His cock was standing straight up, even without him touching it. Deep down I felt a primal urge — a desperate need for that cock. “I want to get bred,” I said quickly, mimicking the word he’d used earlier. His face split with an intense grin, and his cock bounced up and down, twitching with excitement. “Do you now? I’m gonna make that happen for you. But first we need to loosen up that hole. He stood up, his long cock pointing straight out toward my ass. I thought he was going to start fucking me then, which made me tense with anxiety. “Stay right there,” he said, and instead of fucking me he disappeared into the bedroom. I felt awkward and strange, kneeling on the couch with my ass sticking out. I’d been fucked on all fours a couple times, but this felt very different. Kneeling here, my ass exposed, waiting ….. I couldn’t hear much over the whirring fans in both rooms. A minute later he returned with some small objects in each hand, but I didn’t recognize them right away. “FUCK!” He growled, “That is one hot ass!” His comment made me feel even more awkward; no one had ever talked like this before …. Talking at me, rather than with me. I felt more like an object than a partner. He knelt down behind me again, setting the objects down out of my eye sight. There heard a series of quick, short squeaks, then a smooth, cool liquid was being spread on pink my hole. His other hand reached under me and began glazing my hardon with the same liquid. My head snapped backward and I moaned. “That’s it, college boy. Just enjoy it. I’m gonna make you feel sooooo good. You’re gonna give me this ass, and I’m gonna give you something special in return.” His fingers began to probe my hole again. It was different than the rough fingering before; the lube he was spreading inside me made the prowling smooth. He worked his fingers deeper into me than he’d been so far. I felt the sharp pain of my hole being stretched, and I think I grimaced. “You’re fine,” he said calmly into my ear. “Just relax. Relax those muscles, college boy. It’s time to give in to the gift.” “Yes, sir” I moaned, suddenly thinking of the line I’d heard in a few porn videos. I’d never said it before during sex, but it seemed somehow right in the moment. The intense feelings were overwhelming, and I pushed my own face into the rough fabric of the couch. I couldn’t help but groan and his fingers probed me deeper, stretching my hole, all while he massaged my cock. “You’re gonna make me cum,” I begged. “Oh, that’s a long ways off, college boy. You have to satisfy my cock before you get to cum.” His fingers left my hole and I gasped at the relief. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavy. The mix of the beers, muggy heat, and intense pleasure left my muscles feeling drained and weak all of a sudden. I kind of slumped over on the couch, needing to stretch my leg muscles. He grinned at me as I rolled onto my back. He pulled me forward a bit, so my ass what at the edge of the cushion. It was an awkward position because my upper body was half folded on itself, my lower back against the seat cushion, while my shoulders were pressed upright against the back of the couch. He was doing something out of sight beneath me, his eyes toward the floor. Then he looked up at my hole and pressed something cool and firm inside me. I winced, but he didn’t stop. There was a wired buzzing sound, and a vibration starting pulsing through my ass and up into my body. It was such a foreign feeling and I didn’t know what to make of it. “This’ll finish loosening you up, college boy.” He stood up, hovering over me. My body was oddly splayed on the couch, and I felt both awkward and powerless in the moment. My face was contorted with the mix of pleasure of weirdness pulsing inside me, my warms out to the sides, and my legs half holding themselves in the air. “You’re fucking hot,” he said. “I love seeing a college boy like this.” He reached down, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to a standing position.My legs felt wobbly, and my balance was off. He pulled me tight against him for stability, then kissed me deeply. He looked me in the eye. “I can see how confused you are. You want this so badly, but part of you is afraid because you’ve never let go like this. And you aren’t sure what is coming next, but deep down you know what is coming next and you really, REALLY want it. You’ve been told all these years you’re not supposed to want this. You’re supposed to play safe like a good, clean college boy. But the fact is you are a dirty slut and desperately want what you’re not supposed to have.” He looked at me intensely. “Isn’t that right, college boy? You want this?” I was silent. Conflicted. Everything he’d said was true. I wasn’t supposed to want this. I should grab my clothes and go. I was afraid because this guy was going to break all the rules. That’s what Jared had tried to tell me but couldn’t — Henry broke all the rules. He’d used Jared, broken his rules, and now he was going to do the same to me. The good boy in me wanted to run, but I was powerless to because I desperately wanted this. “Let’s get you into the bedroom where we have more room.” [If you’re enjoying the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to keep inspiring the story.]

Several years ago, my late husband and I were attending TBRU (Texas Bear Round Up in Dallas). We had gone on a group excursion to Club Dallas, and I had a pretty good couple of hours taking loads. I was lying in the sling when a hot, muscular Asian dude stepped up between my legs. He was only half hard, but my hole was pretty open. He slipped his cock inside me and began to pump. "You have a load for me?" I asked. He said, "I just shot a minute ago, so I don't know." He slid in and out a few times lazily. "Nice and silky - how many loads you have in you?" he asked. "Six," I told him. His cock immediately got completely stiff (about 7"), and he fucked me hard until he gave me a seventh load. I ran into him again a little later as we were both getting ready to leave. He hugged me and told me what I hot slut I was. I still get an invite to his party at TBRU every year.

Yes, yes fuckin hot can't wait for next chapter, hey not trying to tell you how to write your story but hope next chapter has Josh and Jerome in bed together making out, fucking and taking a load of piss then David joins in later with Josh getting some ass&mouth and dp action. Sometime later the doorbell is ringing and ringing forcing David to go see who's at his door after opening the door David see's Kate and James who's giving him the WTF look Kate says something to David for being naked with his hard cock in front of her and asks where's Josh David says in the second bedroom Kate storms by him with your brother in tow. Once they enter the bedroom, they see Josh kissing and getting fucked by a guy Kate yells at Josh but all he does is keep kissing and moaning while taking cock David comes in and stands by Kate saying bet you didn't know your boyfriend loves raw cock more then your brother see how he's crazy for it. David then walks to the bed placing his cock near Josh's head Josh stops kissing and moves his head and opens his mouth to take David's cock David places his cock into Josh's mouth and pushes it straight down the throat Kate loses it and yells at your brother James I want to go back home now where's the car keys. Kate looks at a nearby table see's them and goes grabs them turns around taking another look at her boyfriend who's getting fucked in his ass and mouth runs out the room yelling at James take me home right now while James is still standing there with his mouth open and a puzzle look on his face David looks at him saying we're finish I got me a new boy and he's way better then you. Kate and James leaves Josh there to his fate leaving nothing in the way of Josh staying the week at David's and being taking to Jerome's survivors party.

Chapter 2: Hungry Whore Friday night finally arrived. My buddy has a nice house with a lot of room in the back for vehicles. Six of us parked out vehicles around back and went inside with our friend to wait for the little punk. My friend had hidden cameras set up to ensure this little bitch didn't try to blackmail us afterwards. We all popped a sex pill because we were planning on turning this punk out. Around 7:30 the little bitch arrived and parked out front. My friend met him at the door while the rest of us hid in another room where the monitors were set up so we could watch. Once the door was shut Jacob, my friend, grabs the punk and starts kissing him. Surprisingly the bitch accepted the kiss and was really getting into it. As they kissed they started undressing each other. We already knew how big of a cock Jacob had but we had to look really close at the bitch's cock. If you could call it that. He was hard but damn he was small. I'm talking pencil thin and it didn't even look like it reached two inches. My pinky was longer and thicker than his penis. Oh this was going to be better than I thought. Jacob is eight inches and fairly thick and Poz as well. Jacob led the bitch to the couch and had him get on his knees to start his training. The bitch must have watched a lot of porn because he knew what to do with a cock. He started kissing up and down on the cock and licking Jacob's balls. He worked his way back up Jacob's cock to the head and started slowly working the head into his mouth. Jacob confirmed our suspicion when he stopped the bitch to ask him if he was truly a virgin at gay sex. He admitted that he was but he watched a lot of gay porn and practiced with dildos. With that Jacob told to get back busy sucking his cock. The bitch obliged and started sucking again. Jacob doesn't hide his status on Grindr and he doesn't use a condom either. The bitch knew that and he was still begging in between sucking Jacob's cock for Jacob to fuck him. We later learned the bitch thought that being a virgin he would be ok. How stupid he was. After having the bitch sucking his cock for about 30 minutes Jacob led him into his fun room. In the fun room was a sling that Jacob loves to use on his lovers. At this time the bitch looks a little nervous so Jacob kisses him and fiddles with the punk's penis. This must have been enough to convince the bitch because he let Jacob put him in the sling. Once he was secured in the sling my friends and I were ready to pounce but the time hadn't arrived yet. Jacob took out a bottle of poppers and had the bitch sniff them while Jacob ate out his hole. For 15 minutes Jacob prepped his hole while the bitch continued to sniff the poppers. He was so high from the poppers that once Jacob slid his cock in the bitch didn't even feel the pain. He was so lost in lust. Jacob started fucking the shit out of his ass while the bitch moaned in pleasure. Jacob started degrading him and the bitch loved it. As Jacob fucked him his little penis squirted the smallest amount of cum I had ever seen. All we could do was laugh at how pathetic this guy really was. Once Jacob announced he was getting ready to cum that was our cue to enter. It wasn't long and Jacob made the announcement. Jacob started fucking the bitch harder than I have ever seen him fuck anyone. My friends left the room we were in to go a few rooms down to the fun room. I stayed back on purpose. When the bitch saw the others enter the room he started panicking. He had no idea what lay in store. Jacob told him with a small penis that he was nothing more than a cumdump for real men. Before he could protest a cock was stuffed in his mouth and another one up his ass.

PART THREE Rubbing his dick, I loved the feel of the piercing in my hand & couldn't wait to know what it felt inside me. As though he could read my mind, David said "Suck these two fingers for me boy" and pushed them into my mouth. I got them nice & wet and I lifted my top leg up as he pushed them into my arse. I mustn't have been ready as it really hurt inside me and as he got me to suck them again, there was some blood on his fingers that must've been left over from last night. Second time was definitely the charm and I groaned as his fingers went deep in me, it felt so good. Not as good as his cock but still amazing. I could feel the pre-cum developing on the head of his dick when my phone started beeping. I quickly moved off the lounge we were sharing to check the message and heard David mumble under his breath "Talk about a fucking buzzkill" as he stormed off inside. I quickly saw that it was a message from Kate saying she couldn't really talk today coz she was too hungover but she'd call tomorrow. It didn't worry me too much, I wanted to catch up to David and make it right. I drank the rest of the mixture down and went inside to find him. I could hear him in the bathroom pissing so followed the sound. "I'm really sorry David, I wasn't sure how important the message would be....I'm sorry, I know you're horny and I'm so fucking horny for you too." "You're really horny for me are you?" he asked, looking over his shoulder. "Then prove it, you never sucked my cock last night. I want you to do it now." He turned towards me, his cock now about 3/4 erect, the cockhead & piercing still glistening with some of his piss. Without a second's hesitation, I took his dick in my mouth and started sucking him. The taste of the piss didn't worry me too much as I tried to negotiate his piercing, I was so horny now I wanted as much of his cock in my mouth as possible before I got him inside my arse. I'd not noticed the tattoo above his cock last night, afterwards I must ask him about it. I got more on all fours and he was able to get two fingers back inside me again. "God you're such a good little slut for your Daddy aren't you?" he said. I smiled up at him and went back to sucking him off. "You wanna show me how much of a slut you are?" I nodded. "Let's go back out to the balcony then." He grabbed the jug which seemed to have about a glassful left, "Open wide" I did as he asked and he poured some of it down my throat but must've been getting too excited as he was pouring it over my head & hair as well. I was laughing as he did it coz it felt soo good. "You wanna show everyone how much you need your Daddy's cock? Lean over the railing for me" I was a little worried, not that people would be able to see from that vantage point, but that I was feeling pretty unsteady on my feet, anything for David though! I grabbed the railing and leant over while David took 4 big sniffs from the bottle. "Young arse in the sunshine, is there anything better?" he said as he passed me the bottle and I took my hits. "There sure is...being fucked in the sun by a hot cock!" I giggled as he pulled my cheeks apart and drove his tongue into my arsehole. It was then I realised how great it must feel for Kate to have her pussy eaten coz I was in absolute heaven having mine! I could feel my hole opening up for him & I knew it wouldn't be long before his beautiful dick inside me. I could feel the metal against my hole as he stood up behind me, one hand on my hip and he slowly started to guide his dick into my empty, horny hole. The piercing felt different inside me, I could feel it scraping the inside of my pussy wall as he slowly went deeper and it felt so good. "If it didn't happen last night, it definitely will now!" he said. I knew what he meant, if I didn't know I was 100% his bottom after last night, I'd know for sure now. He started really pounding me from behind, it felt so good to be in the sun with his heavy balls slapping against my arse. There were probably people that could see what we were doing and I stank to high hell but I didn't care, I wanted to prove to David what a great slut I was. "Here you go slut, you're gonna get another one of my loads deep in your arse. You ready?" It was funny that he'd never wanted to cum anywhere else that we'd fucked (that I could remember) but up my arse. It didn't worry me though, it meant he was a part of me and I loved that so much. He held my hips hard as he came inside me and I could feel the piercing scraping against my pussy walls as he pulled out. He asked me to turn round & clean his dick and I knelt down in front of him smiling as I licked his cock clean, no shit thankfully but I couldn't remember having anything to eat for a while though so I guess that was why! I noticed a little bit of blood again but that was just due to us fucking so hard and me still being inexperienced. I'm sure there'll be less of it once I'm fully converted like he says I'm going to be! END OF PART THREE

Very much so...

Don't forget the pint of precum you fucked out of him while you dug into him so well...

So last night was a good one. Over the last few weeks my schedule changed so it’s been hard getting loads. Went to the vid store and it was dead as always but the park and ride was hopping. Still no luck. Found a nice guy and was blowing him but he wouldn’t fuck. Another guy came up to us and asked if I fucked so I blew him real quick and bent over. I lubed up with spit but his cock was really thick so he violated me nicely. I like when i get it a little rough but it was a little too much for spit. The guy who wouldn’t fuck me said he was gonna cum just from jerking off watching me fuck. So I asked him to shoot it on my hole for lube so he puts the head of his cock to my beat up hole, pushes in just a touch and unloads. Nice! He leaves but the other guy is really a roused now and really fucks me hard, harder than before even though I’m lube up with cum. Just as he is ready to cum he pulls out and shoots the first squirt on my ads and back than shoved in hard and unloaded the rest. He hit prostrate just right and I came and peed wile his clock was still me and never touched it. Good thing I took off my shorts altogether. He leaves and I’m rock hard again so I looked around for someone else but it was really quiet at that point. So found a lilltle nook and stripped off my t shirt and shorts and jerked another load out as all that cum was flowing out of my ass. When I cleaned up I shined my phone on the napkin and it was a little pink. job well done 😉

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it was amazing!! I suddenly felt fuller than ever before and asked what the guy was doing (i was on all 4's so i could only feel but not see what was being done to my ass). The guys said "you just took both my hands!" I was so stoked I took a long hit of poppers and enjoyed the ride and rush of being so loose i could take that much. And of course it was filmed. Don't rush yourself though--you don't want to tear any muscle nd give yourself a fissure. Just stretch some everyday and before you know it your rectum will be capable of amazing acts of size and sodomy.

+ With a sly grin, Matt said, "Let's go downstairs, men. I need to make a call and my phone is in the kitchen." Together, the 4 of them descended the stairs. Grabbing his phone from the kitchen counter, he went into the directory and used speed dial. "Reggie, how are you? To say that we're great would be an understatement. A celebration is in order and if you and Sam are free for lunch, we'd like you to join us. Yes, he made quite a good impression. We'll also be needing some product, I think an 8 ball should do and some points and the usual little T dick pills. Gonna fire up the grill. How does 1:30 sound? Dress code is boxers only, so strip at the door. See you then." "Don't worry." Ty said, reassuringly. "I know Matt as well as I know myself and this is strictly lunch. Yes, we fuck around with other men, but Reggie is different, he's a close friend and we love him like a brother and if he's Sam's daddy, we'll surely grow to love him that way. Matt, since we're gonna be busy for the next 2 weeks, we should stock up on food and beverages. Let me pop back home so I can get some clothes and my wallet. Back in 5 minutes." With that, he exited through the patio sliders. MJ wrapped his arm around his dad's waist. "If you and daddy Ty love Reggie as a brother, I'm sure MJ and I will grow to feel the same. Of all the men you play with, he does stand out as being quite sexy and nasty and after we have the virus if it's okay, we'd like to play with him and Sam. Naturally, our first priority is to get your virus and share it back with you dads and with each other." With a kiss on Matt's cheek, TJ said, "I know you'll think it's not necessary, but I need to thank you for loving my dad and giving him a happy life. Of course, I thank you for MJ, my lover. Since yesterday, things have changed and daddy Matt, I love you too." Just the, Ty came through the patio sliders, dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt and Matt told him, "You've raised an amazing young man. With the change in our family dynamic, I'm entitled to say that I couldn't be prouder of our son. MJ is as much your son as he is mine and thanks to our QUEER sons, my love for you is stronger than ever. Give me a few minutes to get dressed and we can do our shopping. What are you young men gonna do while we're gone?" "We could go upstairs and make the bed" MJ said sarcastically. "Of course, if we were to sniff the sheets, they'd smell of our viral lovemaking! Dad, in the new house, can TJ and I have that bed? After all, it's the bed where we took our dad's virus." Matt and Ty looked at each other with love and pride. "The bed of our blessed event." Matt said. "I just had this thought and Ty, I think you'll agree. Once you young men recover from your viral flu, I'll move next door with Ty and we'll live as lovers and you and TJ can do the same. We'll still build a new home for the 4 of us to be together as family and lovers." To be continued

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Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. Another short one, but since I'm still working on the last chapter it may get longer. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. Part 1 Tom and I had been together for six years and had been living together for four. Both of us were in our early thirties (33 for me, 32 for him) and we complemented each other. He was the outgoing, social one and I was close to being an introvert. I stood in the back and observed and then jumped in when I felt comfortable. He was fashionable and kind of fit the smooth gym bunny stereotype and I was the slightly hairy, nerdy guy with glasses and a beard. I was in IT guy, after all. The sex was what made it really work. He was a bottom with a hot ass and some amazing muscle control. We both could get aggressive in bed, or wherever we were fucking, and he liked feeling my thick eight inches pounding into his ass until he got filled with my cum. I liked being on top and while I had bottomed a few times, I didn't really enjoy it. We opened our relationship a year ago after drooling over some other guys at the bar. I think the conversation went something like me asking Tom "You've been staring at that guy for the past hour. Do you want a free pass to go see if he wants your sexy butt?" and him replying "Only if you go find some hole to tap too." He went home with the guy and wandered back home about ten the next morning. I spent the rest of the night plunging my dick into four different guys in the restroom. The last one was our friend Dennis, the city's horniest ginger cub. The last time I fucked Dennis was right before I met Tom and once my dick was back into his ass all those memories came flooding back. "What's the deal? Did you two break up or finally open your relationship?" Dennis asked after we made our way back to the bar to order something to quench our thirst. "I think we're trying to see if we're ok screwing other guys and then going back home together" I replied. "Except he left with the other guy and you stayed here trying to fuck every slut that bent over in the bathroom" he said, winking at me. "I didn't hear you complain when my dick went back in your ass after all these years. How many loads did I sink my dick into? You were pretty fucking sloppy... I would have lasted longer if it didn't feel so good with all those stranger's loads in you" I replied. "Five and then yours for six. I hope that's not the last time that happens" Dennis said before giving me a quick kiss and going home. The next morning when Tom came home, we had some of the most amazing sex. That evening at dinner we both agreed that open was the way to go and that we'd tell each other if we found we were getting too attached to our other partners. Little did I know that wasn't going to be the problem. Getting attached was never a problem for me since, other than Dennis and Tom, I didn't really fuck the same guy more than a couple times. It was a big advantage of being a top around here, since there were so many bottoms. Sometimes we'd tell each other about our hookups and other times we didn't. I think it was the good ones we talked about more, but if one of us had tried something new we'd see if the other one might be into it too. One night Tom came back a lot sooner than I expected. It kind of pissed me off since I was still looking for some hole to drill. "What happened?" I asked. "Dude told me he was poz now, right as he shoved his dick in me. It killed the mood for me and I got dressed and left" Tom said. I shook my head and replied "He should have told you that before you got naked. Were you going to play safe?" I asked. We both preferred to fuck bareback and we did with guys we knew well, but otherwise covered up. Well, he did... I think. Guys like Dennis I knew were poz, but they were undetectable and I never hesitated to fuck him bare. Tom's friend Patrick was the same, undetectable and had filled Tom's ass numerous times. "We had fucked several times before and the last couple were bare, but he was neg then" Tom replied. "Maybe. When was your last hookup with him? Do you know when he converted?" I asked. "About a month ago was our last fuck. I didn't stick around to discuss how and when he got pozzed" Tom replied, sounding a little disgusted that we were even talking about it. "Not much time between your hookups, then. He might have been poz the last time you fucked. It's about time for our regular tests anyway. How about tomorrow?" I asked. Unfortunately, Tom's mood ended any thoughts that I could fuck and fill him with my own load. Worse, I didn't think I could leave him for a hookup that night either, so I went to bed horny as fuck. For the first time, Tom was nervous when we hit the clinic to get our blood tests done. He wasn't much fun to be around and an even worse fuck that night. Dennis was happy to fill in when I decided I didn't want to fuck my boyfriend until his attitude improved. I guessed that would be when he got the test results in a few days. Indeed, when the results came back negative for both of us, he was back to his old self. I wondered how long that was going to last. Six weeks later he was freaked out again. Another negative test result and then two months later there was another freak out. I told him he was being a drama queen, packed some things and walked out with my suitcase full of a weeks worth of clothes. A hundred messages came from him, begging me to come back. After a few days I told him to meet me at a cafe to talk.

They were trying to double-penetrate me and Mark. They soon weren’t trying…they were succeeding. Pozzed Cheerleader 9 I had two cocks knocking at my hole. Dan held the small brown bottle to my nose. I inhaled deep. I could see Ali doing the same for Mark. My cunt gave way first as Darrell slid in right next to Dan. They took my breath away. I huffed the bottle of poppers and exhaled that they fuck me and breed me. “Fuck me, you poz motherfuckers,” I screamed almost too loudly for the room. Darrel and Dan pounded my hole. I thought they were going to rip me in half. Ali had slid into Mark alongside George, he was huffing the poppers so much he passed out for a moment. He was the lucky one. He nodded off through the brutal entry of Ali’s massive prong, but he lived every moment of the hard double fucking the two poz ex-football stars gave his ass. The four men showed us no mercy as they pounded our asses. All in all, we were there till morning with each of us taking multiple loads from all the football alumni. Jalen and Mark were both used and maybe ever abused above and beyond. Their bodies were covered in bruises and hickies as was mine and Jamies. I looked at my watch and it was 3am. We all had been here for over 6 hours and it looked like we were all pretty fucked out. George was big spooning Jalen. Mark was in the slot between Dan and Darrell. Jamie was tucked in Javon and Mike and Ali was still in the mood and it did not matter if I was or not. I laid on my side with Ali behind me. He had my leg held up and was slowly driving his thick poz cock into my used hole. He had a slow, steady pace about him. He just patiently drilled his cock into my slut hole. He jerked my cock to the edge erupting and backed me off each time. I was soon begging him to breed me and let me cum. But they had other plans. Javon rose from his place and slid over to me and Ali, and fed me his cock. I could still taste cum and ass on it. I did not mind. Ali kept his anal onslaught up on my hole. I was aching to cum. I could almost erupt, but he would control my orgasm each and every time. I was being taken at each end. I was in piggy heaven. I moaned for their loads, but they prolonged their assault on my holes. Javon and Ali adjusted me on the bed to where I straddled Javon and Ali stayed behind me. Javon poppered me to the point my whole body felt like jelly. I felt Ali push his thick cock alongside Javon’s massive prick that was lodged deep in me. ALi was the cock in control. He slowly began to refuck my hole, grinding his cock in and out of me and on Javon’s cock, then Javon started to rock his cock in opposite unison of Ali. My cock was rock hard and had to be poking a hole in Javon. I had tears in my eyes as I fought through the pain and pleasure. My cock finally erupted covering Javon’s belly and chest. My ass spasmed sending waves of pleasure into both these hunks of meat that were splitting me in two. They did not just pull out of me. They stayed there splitting me in half until I felt Javon slowly slip from my abused cunt. Ali then finally dismounted me. “I think we knocked this cocksucker up!Ali joked as he scooped a handful of pink tinged jizz from my ass and pushed it into my slut mouth. We soon all drifted off to sleep. I was not sure how long we were out, but I was slowly awoken by a hot mouth on my ass. I looked to see the entire room engulfed in an early morning fuckfest with George plowing Mark who was fingering and felching the cum out of my hole. My cock was rock hard. George ordered Mark to scoot up and slide his cock into me. He wanted to fuck me via Mark. The whole room was involved in some sort of of fucking or sucking or being fucked or being sucked. One by one our hosts for the night would finish up and tidy up, shower and leave. I assumed we had the room til noon or so. George was the last to leave, giving us each a stack of cash. He gave Jaime some final instructions. I soon learned they were all given an extra hundred to breed and fuck me before they left. Jalen and Mark took turns on me as I laid sprawled out across the ottoman. I cleaned both of their cocks before they showered. Jaime took me in the shower stall fucking me hard and giving me a piss enema before pissing on my face and then mkaing me wait in the bathtub while his piss dried on me and he took a long shower. I walked him in the warm noon sun just sore and achy with a wicked headache. I felt like I was coming down with something. More to Cum Hope you Came

Chapter 2 Uncle King gently rocked his hips back and forth, asking Kip for more lube. Kip squeezed some lube on Uncle King's giant cock and on my hairless hole. Then, he picked up the pipe, took a big hit, and shotgunned me, kissing me ferociously. "Tweak his nipples!" Michael called out to Kip from behind the camera. When I jumped from Kip's touch, more of Uncle King's cock pushed into my hole. I grunted and moaned, while writhing away from Kip's thumbs and fingers. "Oh, that is just all kinds of excellent!" Kip laughed, a little sadistically. "We'll have to see if there's anything in that duffel bag for nipples. If not, my mom has clothespins I can borrow." The thought of this turned me on. I had played with my nipples while jerking off before, and always loved how it felt. These guys sure seemed to know what they were doing when it came to using a guy like me. Kip took another hit, and shotgunned me once again, while still stroking my cock. I was beginning to rock back on Uncle King's cock a little, meeting him on his subtle thrusts. I guess he didn't wanna go for broke and spook me. Almost as if he'd read my mind, King said, "Nice and slow, Little Buddy. I got you. Nice and slow. Keep rocking back on that big daddy dick. You gonna call me 'Daddy' when I plow your hot little hole, Little Buddy? You gonna tell me 'Yes, Sir!' and 'No, Sir!' when I ask you questions while I'm fucking you?" "Yes, Sir!" I answered, already getting into the spirit of it. He grinned. "Nice. We're gonna have a lot of fun. First question: "You gonna get mad if we invite other guys over to use you this week?" Wow. The thought that such a big secret as this would - could - go beyond the four of us hadn't occurred to me. Of course, I'd arrived that evening expecting nothing more than a routine workout and sleepover. "No, Sir!" I stammered, not too confidently. Then I added, "Like who?" "That's our little secret," King replied, winking at me as he rocked his cock back and forth, with a few inches now buried in my hole. "But there are quite a few guys around town who have it bad for you, Little Buddy. You're gonna have a fun time, though, I promise! You just gotta keep this all a secret, OK?" "Yes, Sir!" I replied. "Attaboy, Little Buddy!" King beamed down at me. His voice sounded proud. Slowly, Uncle King pulled his cock out, followed by the beads, one by one - which drove me insane as they put pressure on my prostate and then popped out my hairless hole. Then, he quickly stuffed his cock back in the gape before it closed up again. With the beads now gone, he now had a couple of inches more in there. "Sooooooooo fuckin' tight! Goddamn this is some Grade A boypussy right here, guys." Kip reached over and spanked me hard on my right asscheek. I jumped, and as I did so, Uncle King's cock slid in another couple of inches. This was happening, and I fucking loved it. I moaned out: "Oh, fuck me, Uncle King! Fuck me! Put it in me!" "Call me 'Daddy' Little Buddy," King reminded me. "And call Michael 'big brother,' OK? I've always wanted a boy of mine to take care of me, but Michael was never into it. You're like the faggot younger son I never had, and the cocksucking little brother Michael never had." That was off-the-chain hot. I wondered what King might have done to try to entice Michael to play with him. Had Michael done *anything* with his dad before, I wondered? With the smoke, my thoughts were nasty and scattered. I imagined that maybe King had secretly given Michael meth, too, like he had done with me. "Fuck me, Daddy!" I replied, focusing, grunting, and thrusting back on him as he got a little more aggressive with his strokes. Michael was taking pictures like crazy. He had Kip grab the Polaroid to take more of those, too. Michael came up to my head and offered me his cock, as he urged his dad on and continued taking pictures with the Pentax. I was lying back on the bench, King holding my ankles in the air while Michael squatted down to feed me his big "big brother" cock. "Come on, Dad! You're more than halfway in now. He can take it. He's all blissed out and high as fuck. Just a little further, and you're gonna bottom out and take that sweet cherry finally! Go balls deep, Dad! Show this little faggot of ours how much he's gonna love getting fucked this week at both ends!" Uncle King grabbed my narrow hips and pulled me back onto his cock, rough. He wasn't quite as aggressive as Kip had been so far, but pretty close. I realized I liked it rough. He locked eyes with me as he began to push more steadily at my hole, rocking back and forth in larger arcs now. He was fucking a few inches inside me, for sure, and hitting my prostate with each stroke. "OK, faggot," King said to me, "Second question: name some other friends of Michael's that you have a crush on besides Kip here." Michael took his cock out of my mouth so I could answer. I thought for a second and answered, grinning and flashing my deep dimples, "Definitely Javon and Juan Pablo!" Michael laughed: "Oh, they'll be here later. That was a gimme and a no-brainer, the way you always gawked at them in the locker room while waiting for me to give you a ride home after practice. You like the dark meat, Little Buddy? HAWT! Well, they can't wait to sink their black and brown cocks into your pink, pale, hairless boyhole." Whenever I used to wait for Michael in the locker room after his practices, Javon would let his big black cock swing back and forth, hitting each leg as he walked. Whenever Michael wasn't around, he'd waggle it at me and wink at me, and say stuff like, "You ever see such a big cock, Little Buddy?" or, "Pretty little white boys like you shouldn't stare, ya know." I'd blush every time, but he'd flash his pearly whites and tell me he was just kidding, and that he was used to the white boys on the football and baseball teams checking him out. "Even the coaches do, so don't worry about it." Still, I'd always blush whenever he did it. But I always looked. Then, there was Juan Pablo. His parents had moved to West Virginia from Colombia, and his dad was a general family practitioner in town. Juan Pablo was openly into me, even around Michael. Michael often had to fuss at him to back off and leave me alone, but I noticed it always seemed to make Michael hard whenever Juan Pablo would "cross the line" with me. For instance, one time last summer, Juan Pablo had been one of the first ones off the field after practice, and had come over to talk to me as I sat on the bench waiting for Michael. Michael's locker was in a back corner. Juan Pablo angled himself so that anyone else coming into that row of lockers couldn't see, as he untied his football pants, fished out his cup, and waggled his massive uncut cock out right in front of my face, about an inch from my lips. "Like that, Little Buddy?" he'd asked me, point-blank, shaking it and tugging on his foreskin as his cock grew larger. Blushing, I shrugged. "Well, it likes you," he leered, taking my non-committal shrug as a yes. "Too bad Michael is so uptight, or we could have a little fun, you and me. Guys back home play around all the time." Just then, Michael rounded the end of the row, and stalked over to Juan Pablo, a pissed-off, set-jawed look on his face. "Put it away!" he hissed, looking around to make sure nobody else had seen. I guess he had a sixth sense about what was going down. Or maybe Juan Pablo had miscalculated the angle. "Chill, amigo!" Juan Pablo said, nonchalantly and slowly tucking himself back into his football pants. "The kid wants it, though. You know it and I know it." "There's a time and a place for everything," Michael answered cryptically. Now, as I lay there with his dad's cock burrowing into my tight, hairless hole, I realized what he'd meant at the time. The time was now - after my 18th birthday - and the place was right here in this dingy, run-down garage. It all made sense now, and was HOT AS FUCK! King interrupted my train of thought: "Next question: how old do most people still think you are, Little Buddy?" I blushed. This was a sore spot for me. Most people thought I was still around 14 or 15. I answered truthfully: "Usually they guess 14 or 15." "That's fuckin' hot, Little Buddy!" Kip whooped. "You really can pretend that you're Michael's little brother, eager to please him, and his friends, and y'all's pervy fuckin' daddy!" King grunted, thrusting more of his cock in, insistently now. "Oh, fuuuuuuuuck, Kip, say more shit like that and you'll have me cumming in no time!" "It's hot as fuck, King!" Kip replied. "Give him all of that daddy dick, so his big brother can fuck him next!" Michael moved around to get a close-up of his dad's massive cock about halfway in my hole now. He told Kip to put some more lube on the back end of his dad's cock, and Kip quickly obliged. When Kip finished, he came up by my head and squatted way down for me to swallow his cock. Aggressively, he gagged me. "Breathe through your nose, Little Buddy," he instructed. "You can do this. You can throat my cock all the way if you try." I got a good bit of his cock down my throat, squeezing tight once his cockhead entered my gullet, before I gagged again. Michael was taking pictures of the action. "Holy shit, that's hot, Kip! Keep it up! He almost had it all. And you can see your cock stretching out his throat when you face-fuck him. That is so off the hook!" Kip kept at it for a few more minute, gagging me intermittently. I *almost* got it all at one point, then almost puked. Kip pulled out, as I gasped for air. "That was hot as fuck, Little Buddy! I'll give you a rest. Here, smoke some more." He handed me the pipe, leaning in to shotgun with me - kissing me aggressively and grabbing my hair hard to hold me in position - after every rip I took from the bubbler. Suddenly and without warning, King reached up and tweaked both my nipples, hard, as he rammed his cock into my hole. This time, I jumped so hard that my ring gave way and he bottomed out. I could feel his big nuts mashed up against my asscrack. "Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" he hissed. I grunted and moaned really loud. "Oh, fuck, Daddy, fuck! That feels so good! Fuck me, Daddy! Show my big brother and his buddy what a faggot I am for your big daddy dick! Let Michael get more pictures of his little brother being y'all's boywhore and boyhole." Somehow, I just ***knew*** that I could push some of *their* buttons now, now that I knew some of *their* kinks and turn-ons. King grunted, grinned, leaned down, and told me to hold my mouth open. When I did, he spat in it. It tasted minty from his dipping earlier. "Look at you, Little Buddy, embracing the whole daddy / son / big brother roleplay thing! You're even hotter than I imagined you would be. I've known for years that you were checking other guys out - I mean, it was obvious to anyone with eyes except your dumb-as-shit parents - but we had to wait. Sorry about that, Little Buddy. But I know some guys who got into some deep shit with the law for breaking that particular Thou Shalt Not." "I understand, Dad." I replied, smiling up at him. "Good boy!" he grinned down at me. As he said this, he began to slowly pull out just a little, then easing back in, starting a slowly-building rhythm. With each pullout, he pulled a little more out, until he was longdicking me from tip to base with each thrust. "Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Fuck my tight little boyhole, Daddy! Make me your bitch!" I hissed up at King, hunger in my eyes. Micheal piped up: "You're a nasty little faggot, aren't you, Little Buddy - or should I say, Little Brother? I always knew you would be. It killed me not to do anything about it. I knew you wanted it, and I wanted to help you act on your desires, but rules are rules, man." I moaned. My main crush had always been on Michael. Now, with him pretending to be my big brother? I was over the moon, delirious with horned-up, crazy, addle-minded fantasies. The smoke helped, of course. I was high as fuck, with all kinds of nasty thoughts running through my mind. Mainly, I wondered who else might be coming - or cumming - that week. And I wondered whether King had ever fucked Michael like this. It turned me on to think that King got Michael to suck and take his dick at least once. I don't know why, but the thought of him secretly slipping Michael meth like they'd done to me was a huge turn-on. "Are Javon and Juan Pablo really coming?" I asked, looking at Michael. "Yup. They'll be here later. We'll have to put the bubbler away though. They don't know I do this shit. They're due here in a coupla hours. That should give all three of us a chance to unload in your hot, hairless hole. Your hole makes you look so young, dude! It's fucking hot as hell, and it looks awesome stretched around Dad's dick, man! Just wait until you see these pix later!" King continued long-dicking me. "How's that feel, son? You like my great big daddy dick pounding your hot little boyhole?" I remembered the correct response: "Yessir, Daddy! If I'd known this felt so good, I would've been playing with my own hole all this time." Michael grinned and said: "We hid my bi mags from you, so that you had no idea how good it might feel to have a cock or something else in your ass. We wanted you as tight as possible for taking your cherry together tonight." That was hot. Still, I couldn't help but think of all the cucumbers I could've used. I'd heard boys on the bus joke about using a cucumber in the ass. Now, I wondered if they were really joking or not. King really picked up the pace now, pounding my hole and slapping his big beefy legs into my ass with each thrust. "Get ready, son! Here it cums!" he suddenly said, taking Michael, Kip, and me all three by surprise, I think. He grunted, grunted, grunted, and then - with one final total-buried-thrust - unloaded in my hairless hole. When he finished cumming, he just rested there for a minute, catching his breath. I was on fire with hunger. Pulling out, he turned to Michael and said, "Your turn." Michael waved him off. "I'll go last after all. I wanna get the pictures out of the way first before I fuck him. You go, Kip." Kip didn't need to be told twice. Shoving his dick in in one thrust, he grinned down and me and said, "Your daddy loosened you up real nice. Ready for another pounding, faggot?" King came up to my mouth and told me, "Clean my cock, son! Show Daddy what a nasty faggot he has for a son!" As Kip slammed into me, I cleaned that daddy dick, swallowing the first half, and licking off the second half to the base. I was in pig heaven. [Kip's rough fuck will be next + Javon and Juan Pablo arrive early + more guests are revealed or hinted at ... hope you enjoyed.]

Chapter 3 He told me that his girl friend was going to be out of town for a couple weeks and he had a four day weekend coming up. I told him to let me know what he wanted to do. He called me back and said his craving was getting the better of him but he thought he could handle the sleazy one. He figured he could say no and stay out of the bad areas. I told him it wouldn’t be that easy but he said he wanted some of what he got a couple weeks ago. I told him to come to my place on Friday when he was on his way. Also to clean out real good and shave he pubes again. I called my one friend and told him about the kids craving and the plan. He said he would drop off something for him. Friday my friend stopped in the afternoon and gave me 2 syringes. One had his special mix in it but looked bigger and the other one had a normal load of Meth. I asked him about what was in there and he said that the first one had the stuff to keep the kids cock had as nails and the other one had a huge load of meth in it. The Kid texted me and said he would be at my place about seven. Knowing this kid I knew ne would be knocking on my door at 7pm. There was a knock at my door and thought to myself it must be 7PM, sure enough it was and it was the Kid at the door. After he came in I asked him if the GF was gone and he said yes. He also added that they had a fuckathone last night and that he almost got the head of his cock up her ass. He did say he shot a huge load in her cunt and one down her throat. He said that since the party it seems that she has been instable. I asked him if he was ready and he said “ Yes, I really need this “. I said OK, I told him to drop his pants that I wanted to see his cock and ass. His cock seemed to have grown but it was hard as a rock. I got down and sucked if for a few minutes. When I felt he was really getting into this I stopped. I just wanted to make sure he was hot and ready. I turned him around and saw the faded words and marks on his ass. I tool some cleaner I have used and wiped it on his ass. With a little work I was able to get all the load marks off. I grabbed my marker and redid the POZ and NEG marks on his ass. Above it I put ‘ FUCK THIS TEENAGER UP ‘. The in smaller print I put ‘ First trip to a bath ‘. I figured when they saw his young frame and hairless Kid they would see this after he passed and it would be Game On. I gave the kid 3 bottles of water and the 2 syringes. I opened one and gave it to him and said to take a drink. I took it back and put the cap on it. He didn’t notice that it was opened already. I spiked it with some G. I wanted this kid to be so fucking horny he wouldn’t back out. I told him that he needed to keep hydrated and to drink about half on the way over and the rest of the bottle when he was parked. I told him to put the other 2 bottles in his bag for later. If they looked in his bag they would see sealed bottles and not think of it. I also gave him the enema bottle that he filled at the party. I told him that it was up to him but if he had to piss to put it in there, go to hi room and shoot it in his ass. There was a cap full of liquid in it, not much but it was some strong tina. I told him to put the 2 syringes in his socks so they would not be discovered incase they were looking for stuff. I also told him that once in the room, close the door, get naked go ass up on the bed and shoot the contents of the bigger one up his ass. I told him to stay like that for at least 15 minutes and then open the door with his ass up pointing at the door. I told him to hide the syringes under his mattress. He had some lube and poppers with him already. I bent him over and put some lube p his ass and then slowly pushed my cock in him. He was huming saying that the lube was nice and getting his ass warm but my ok felt great. He pushed back but I would not let him have any more than half, I wanted him ready for the night of debauchery that about to fall on him.

As of last Sat have taken 119 loads for the year, back in Atl in two weeks and will be ass up at RRI N Druid Hills in the dark taking anonymous loads so hoping to hit 150 by months end. If you are in Atlanta, cum load me up when I'm there!

Too many times to count!

I sucked my step fathers cock. He helped me to realize who I was and my own needs. I am happy for our relationship. Probably why I prefer daddy’s now.