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Dad is right; the more I get fuck, the more I want his toxic load in me. I'm torn between the Slam or the booty bump, and both have different effects. By the end of the week, Dad is just using his toxic spit P.A. as lube as his P.A. is tearing up on hole so his poisonous seed can enter my bloodstream faster. My brother has told me how the fuck flu will affect me, and he will take care of me as he shows me the date on the inside of his arm, the date he tested Poz from Dad's breeding. As Ganpa Pozzed, Dad and Dad Pozzed, my brother Dad will Poz me. As I never knew my Dad, and I'm so happy he is showing such interest in me and helping me find what I dreamed about when I watch the porno movies on the cell phone he sent me. Before, it was someone else getting fuck with a raw dick, and now it is me begging to become Poz by my father. Yes, the pain was unbearable the first time, but I knew I had to accept as every Gay male does. It took about four days before it went from heavy pain to discomfort until I could relax and enjoy getting fuck as I started to ejaculate hands-free from having Dad's dick working my hole. Seeing the rage in his face with me on my back, legs over my shoulders so he could drive his toxic dick in me as far as he could. The sweet sweat dripped off Dad as he pounded me as hard as he could for as long as he could until he collapsed on top of me. I know my brother is not happy being locked in chastity as it's only Dad's dick going into me and knocking me up. It's Dad's right to Poz me as Grandpa Poz Dad as Dad Pozzed my brother one day. I'm also getting a good education on drugs as Tina is used a lot; others have different effects like coke, special K, and GHB. I liked GHB and the impact of high and a low dose. Also, how to sneak into someone without them knowing it. For the last 14 days, Dad has been fucking me giving me drugs, and this morning, as Dad came in, the sheets on the bed were soaking wet. I had a rash, and I felt like crap.

Part 2 I must have dozed off while laying there and his poz cum marinating inside of me. When I woke up he was fucking my ass again. Damn he felt so good. I couldn't do anything but lay there and moan. This time around he was taking his time and I didn't want him to stop. He removed the tape from my mouth and I whispered to him to please fuck me forever. He laughed and told me I was his slave until he knocked me up. I don't why but hearing this sent me over the edge. My cock erupted underneath me and I loved laying in my cum. I think he was fucking the negative cum out of me so he could replace it with his own toxic cum. After my orgasm subsided my gifter started picking up his pace and started fucking my ass fast and furious. In just a few minutes he yelled out he was cumming and I was getting my second toxic load from this man. Again he unloaded another huge load in my ass. As he went soft and started pulling out of my ass I tried my best to clench my ass so his cum wouldn't leak out. Luckily he reinserted the plug in my ass and I was grateful. Once the plug was in place he untied me but I was too weak to move. I rolled over and my gifter leaned down and started kissing me. After the kiss he noticed how weak I was. He picked me up and carried me into the living room. He then went into the kitchen to make us something to eat. Once dinner was done I laid down and put my head in his lap. For some reason I just felt like I had no strength. It wasn't long until I fell asleep again in his lap. I don't know how long I was out. But when I came to I was in a completely different room. It was a bit dark but I could make out several shadows in the corners. I also realized I was in a sling. I still felt weak after sleeping. My mind felt like it was in a fog but I was hornier than ever. My gifter was the first out of the shadows and before I could say anything he slipped his cock down my throat. I also realized I couldn't feel my body anymore. What happened next I wasn't even prepared for but I didn't feel anything.

Part 57 - The Preparations The whole palace was in a happy turmoil with Jackson and the queen along with Max's mother taking on the role of organising the wedding receptions. Firstly the evening before the wedding a banquet for everyone to get acquainted, this included Max's extended family and royalty from all over the world in a casual but elegant short evening that was to end by 9pm. On the wedding day itself a royal wedding breakfast that was the formal celebration then in the evening a more casual celebratory buffet and party that guests were invited to but it was more for the household staff to celebrate and let their hair down for an evening. The following afternoon would then see a formal full on state ceremony in the throne room where Max would be officially presented along with Alex, full ceremonial dress for the Monrovian royal family, other royal houses would wear royal dress but crowns were not permitted by protocol in the presence of the hosting sovereign. The evening would be a ceremonial state banquet that was being shrouded in secrecy for the moment since only three people knew what the event would be celebrating. Alex had tried protesting that it was too many receptions but the queen and Max's mother told him to leave the casual dining room where they had all their plans laid out. Jackson gave a pity look to Alex and explained that the king and governor premier had agreed on the number of receptions to be held and it was a done deal along with all the publicity shots they would have to attend. Max took Alex by the hand taking him to the office Max had asking him to help put the final touches to the new tennis tournament to help take his mind off all the preparations. Alex sat down and looked at him "Does it not bother you all of what is happening?" Alex asked. Max nodded "Of course it does. But I have learnt one thing so far" he replied. "And what is that?" Alex asked leaning over the desk facing Max. "To just go with the flow and let them get on with it" Max said like he knew what he was doing. Alex laughed then leant back and closed the office door "You are not fooling me!" he remarked. Max sat back in his chair looking at Alex "Bend over the desk" Alex said quietly. "No" Max replied grinning, "Not in my office we don't" he added. Alex stood up slowly moving around the desk "I know you Max, you won't be able to resist me". Max chuckled and moaned as Alex's hand roamed down his chest to his "Now bend over" he said softly. Alex pulled Max out of the chair forcing him to sit on the desk then proceeded to kiss him delicately around his neck, slowly moving up across his chin until their lips met and parted. Deeply they kissed, down below Max worked easily freeing Alex from his trousers. Alex giggled mid kiss feeling the air circulating around his exposed arse and cock. He pulled Max off the desk spinning him around and forcing him to bend over and slapping Max on the arse twice before slipping his hands around his waist unfastening his trousers. Pulling them down Alex knelt down and kissed him on each cheek then slowly running his tongue between until he found his prize. His legs trembled letting out a louder than usual moan, his cock was already getting hard from the persistence of Alex licking and sucking on his hole depositing a copious amount of saliva. He stood up and ran his cock along the crack then pulled back and pushed forward. Max moaned then giggled looking over his shoulder 'You are so naughty Alex' he said, Alex grinned and pushed his hips forward allowing his cock to enter and penetrate his lover deep. The delectable way his hips moved pushing his arse forward and back in soft loving motions. Grabbing Max at the shoulders he pulled him partially up then wrapped his arms around his body, their heads met and turned towards each other leading them to kiss and make love. They both felt the thrill of doing this in a place they could be caught. Household staff walking past constantly and any one of them could knock and enter or just walk in catching them in the act of love. The thrill subsided quickly forgetting where they were and getting so engrossed in each other that nothing else mattered, just them, the two of them together. Their eyes focusing in on one another, his hips moving rapidly. Simply staring in his eyes got him all flustered, edging him closer to orgasm. Alex kissed him on the neck slowly moving around until his lips kissed the tattoo on his shoulder. His arms gripped tightly around Max's body and pushed up hard moaning and biting down on his neck. The ache in his balls rushed up through to his cock and out in to Max, he grunted and gasped in a low tone pushing Max until his body rested on his desk. His arms remained fixed around his body, his forehead resting between Max's shoulders, he could stay like this inside of him forever. He began producing small kisses on his back and releasing his arms from around Max just as the door opened. "Max darling I was wondering..." Asa said then abruptly stopped seeing them locked together. "Close the door!" Alex called out urgently and Asa quickly closed it leaning against the door. Max looked over his shoulder "So this is how you make me really jealous!" Asa said to Alex. "What is that suppose to mean?" Alex asked giggling and pulling out of Max then doing his trousers up. Asa smiled "I have wanted to fuck Max for years but he won't let me" he said. Max leaned up dressing himself and Alex looked at him "What?" Max said looking at them both. "Bend over for Asa" Alex demanded, "In fact I order you to as your prince" he added. Asa chuckled away watching them "I am not letting him at my arse!" Max said pointing to Asa. "Spoil sport" Alex said tucking his shirt in. "Anyway what is it you came here for Asa?" Max asked trying to make himself presentable. "Eh? Oh yes!" Asa said remembering why he was there, "I want you both to model". "Not naked I hope" Max replied quickly making sure Asa was clear. "Yes I am not completely stupid, I only draw Nick naked" Asa responded, "In your royal gear". "Why?" Alex asked sitting down. "I am helping the king with his painting and thought you both might model for us" Asa replied. Alex looked at Max who shrugged in an okay way "Fine we will do it" Alex agreed. "Good, thanks" Asa said turning to leave, "I might draw what I saw just now" he said laughing. Having had his bit of fun Alex sat back down and pointed to the books telling Max to get a move on with his work. Around the palace people bustled huddled in groups talking through the plans. The king finished the last meeting with the chamber council regarding Max with only one condition being stipulated, Alex and Max were to travel from the wedding ceremony in a horse drawn carriage. Max split his time between the MTA club learning all about it and his position as co-patron of Monrovian Arts and Culture, he was keeping close on the Madrid exchange he had just finished working on. Max looked out of the boardroom window of the MTA club, he was getting his head around the membership numbers that were over two thousand. As far as clubs went it was already flourishing but there was something missing for the club members. The only major event was the MTA Open Championship which again was quite successful but failed to attract the real top brass players, that along with the membership were the main source of income for the club and at best the bank balance was low. Most of the money was flowing out in wages to the over staffed club, he knew the grounds people were a must keep and his eyes scrutinised over the management levels that seemed remarkably top heavy and even he couldn't figure out what they were doing. Max was already enquiring with the ATP and WTA to get the championship listed as a ranking competition, his list of things was getting bigger and bigger and he decided to take all the books home for the weekend and ask Mateo to give them a once over. After all the guy was a genius with figures and he needed the books sorted out before his meeting with the board members and the governor of recreation, arts and sports who had the final say in matters and also decided on if any grant is awarded. The main thing for Max was to make the club self sufficient and he had lots of ideas that he was adding to the list. His first meeting and introduction to the board members went okay, although some were a little cautious since his appointment came from the governor after she spoke with the governor premier. The Tom and Gareth thing was definitely heating up, the looks between them during meal times or whenever they came across each other hid nothing. Tom was surprised how well he was coping holding out and trying to decipher Gareth to understand him better. He was weirdly intrigued by his blond hair and obvious ripped body that was tanned, well what he could see anyway. Gareth was playing it cool with Tom knowing he was interested and was thoroughly enjoying the flirting coming from Tom. Since his arrival he had become good friends with Hannes who happily provided some pointers on Tom. This evening was no different as Mateo, Tom, Gareth and Hannes dined together after a busy day for them all Mateo preparing for his weekly Spanish lesson which had attracted around fifteen of the household staff who were keen to learn. Hannes sat there watching him completely lost and smiling at his sexy man. Tom and Gareth were staring at Hannes amused by how much in love Hannes was. Gareth shook his head and looked at Tom "Are you ever going to text me?" he asked. Tom looked over at him "Maybe" he replied shrugging, "I see you most days so why would I text?". Gareth stood up "Right I am going for a walk" he announced picking his phone up. Tom looked up and grinned at him most cheekily "You coming?" Gareth asked Tom. Tom contemplated for a moment seeing Mateo and Hannes looking at him "Well?" Gareth now asked. "Man you are so pushy!" Tom replied standing up and trying to look like he was annoyed. Mateo chuckled "He play so hard to get" he said to Hannes as they watched them walk out. Hannes smiled "I think they are seeing who breaks first" he said. Mateo glanced at him "I fuck you good tonight" he said putting his papers together. "Is that so" Hannes replied resting his head on his hand staring at him dreamily. "Are you ready Mateo we are all waiting" Francis said appearing then rolling his eyes. Mateo leaned over and kissed Hannes "Real good!" he said seductively and stood up. Gareth and Tom disappeared and took a slow walk through the gardens talking about themselves and what they did in and around the palace. Tom spoke about his life near Greenacres and attending the summer fayre in the palace grounds and how he ended up being recruited to work as a footman. Gareth listened intently with such interest at how Tom went from farmer boy to valet for a prince, when he asked about the bedroom antics he stopped walking and looked at Gareth telling him that what happens inside the Regency suite stays there for the prince and Max's privacy. Their walk deliberately planned by Gareth to pass Sovereign Row and it was here where he stopped. Tom chuckled figuring Gareth was up to something "You coming in?" Gareth asked. "In your house?" Tom questioned and Gareth nodded, "Once inside you think I will have sex?". Gareth smiled "You have read too much in to my invitation" he replied. Tom sighed "You know if I go in there I will want sex" he said pausing and looking at the house. "What if you stepped in there as my boyfriend and not just a hook up?" Gareth asked looking at him. Tom's gaze moved from the house to Gareth "Boyfriend?" he asked softly. Gareth nodded "I am crazy about you Tom ever since that day when you dried and flirted with me". "I was doing my job" Tom replied feeling the jitters in his body that somehow made him feel good. Gareth held out his hand "I am not standing here all night" he said waiting for Tom to respond. Tom raised his hand slowly and their fingers met then clasped around each others hand. Holding tightly they walked down the garden path and in to the house. Tom had never felt so nervous which was so unlike him when it came to sex, but this was no ordinary sex. He glance up at Gareth closing the door, this was his boyfriend, or so it seemed? No it was definitely real, his first actual boyfriend was now slipping his arms around him. Their lips met in a sensual way with soft tender kisses that moved a stage further each time until they both moaned in unison kissing deeply. When they broke apart Tom took Gareth's hand as they climbed the stairs to the bedroom, once inside they slowly undressed each other. Tom immediately kissing Gareth on the chest as he undid each button exposing more and more of it before standing again and removing it completely from his body. He suddenly let out a soft erotic moan feeling the arms going around his body as Gareth held him close and kissed him again. Free from his arms Tom stroked down his chest and began to remove Gareth's jeans popping each button apart effortlessly allowing them to fall away to his ankles. Tom dropped to his knees and kissed along each of his legs that were muscular with a fine coat of hair. It was Tom's little fetish, legs, he loved nothing more on a man that beautiful pair of legs and Gareth was no disappointment on that side and he couldn't get enough of kissing and touching them. Allowed to wallow in his own little world of leg perversion for several minutes until he found himself being pulled back to his feet. The arms clasped around his body lifting him off the floor, by instinct Tom wrapped his legs around his waist being transported and laid on the bed with Gareth looming above him. His hand reached up holding his left cheek then his finger danced around to his mouth and lips touching them sensually, his tongue licked each of his fingers with erotic movements that sent soothing sensations through his body. His mouth open looking up at Gareth issued tiny gasps of delight until he moved his hand round the back of his neck pulling Gareth down to kiss him again. Gareth kissed his bottom lip and slowly to his neck before proceeding lower, across his chest and stomach. His legs suddenly trembled feeling his tongue glide along the shaft of his cock, he tried to raise his head but Gareth moved his hand over to his mouth pushing two fingers inside that Tom lavishly sucked on. He was so turned on by Gareth's masterful command of pleasuring, he felt like he was already having sex when they hadn't really even got down to it. His tongue worked all over his cock, his own tongue working the fingers in his mouth devouring the taste of Gareth. His eyes opened wider yet he couldn't look down to see, all he could feel was his balls now under Gareth's scrutiny by his tongue and mouth, all the time his fingers danced in Tom's mouth. His back slightly arching off the bed knowing where Gareth was aiming for now, his cock began oozing precum, he body like jelly unable to react properly. For all his sexual experience Tom was now feeling what true sex and love making was all about. The slowness. The tenderness. The erotica. Every single feeling going through his body seemed new, every touch and movement causing a different reaction like he had never experienced before. His hand seemed to have a mind of its own moving down to his cock and balls lifting them exposing his hole for Gareth. His fingers now danced across his lips, chin, chest then finally to his legs that were raised. Tom moaned and gasped with his tongue making first contact with his hole, a ritual dance performed around in concentric circles then probing and licking. Tom raised his head to look down and their eyes met. Tom cried out his head falling back and his back arching, unable to stop the plethora of mind bending feelings. His cock jumped and began expelling his cum, his hands clenched at the sheet, gasping harder with his orgasm coming in savage speed. Gareth could feel it through his tongue as his hole constricted with each pulse issuing from his cock. Raising himself up and looking down at Tom he smiled watching his uncontrollable state until his body seemed to float and moaned softly calming down. Gareth leaned forward and kissed him delicately on the mouth. His legs caressed and raised themselves around Gareth's waist so he wasted no time knowing he was not far off from his own orgasm. Weeks of pent up desire were about to unfold. His hand disappeared from view moving his cock in to position, the hole seemed grateful to accept him and he pushed slowly. Tom's only physical reaction was to wrap his arms around Gareth's neck holding them in their kiss whilst he was being penetrated. Muffling any cries or moans, his body desperate for Gareth. Sliding inside with delicate precision until he was balls deep he already felt his orgasm rising, it wasn't helped by the frantic way Tom was kissing him and holding him tighter with his arms. He was past beyond holding off and broke from the kiss growling loudly and thrusting his body forward hard deeply impaling Tom, his raging cock ejaculating hard. Tom's fingers dug in to Gareth's shoulder and he moaned then gasped rolling his head back feeling every second of this mans orgasm inside his body. He could feel the tension in Gareth's body then slowly as it began to ease his arms wrapped around him again pulling him much closer and wanting to hold on to him. Gareth rolled on to his side bringing Tom with him and still attached to his cock. His arms now wrapped around Tom's young muscular body for a moment before his hand moved needing to touch every part of his back and arse. In the moment they both moved their heads and looked at each other falling in to a deep long kiss. Tom woke and could hear the soft snoring of Gareth laying next to him, he rubbed his eyes unsure what time it even was. All he could think of was how he had been reduced to a pile of rubble, crumbling in to dust particles that made no sense. Carefully so not to disturb him he sat on the edge of the bed finding his phone and checking the time. It was only 6.59am and the initial panic in him subsided, he couldn't be late for work. Just as he turned the phone screen off the time changed to 7am and Gareth's alarm on his phone went off. Tom could feel the bed move and silence resumed, he rolled his neck back and moaned softly feeling the hand running down his back. The bed moved even more and he could sense Gareth was now behind him. The first kiss on his neck moved round until their mouths met in a morning kiss. Gareth smiled "Morning, do you want to shower?" he asked running his hands over Tom's chest. Tom leaned back savouring the touch "I should get back to shower and change for work" he replied. He turned his head to kiss Gareth again then looked at him "What now?" he asked. Gareth kissed him again "You come here tonight after work if you want to be my boyfriend" he replied. Tom stood up putting his trousers on "I don't finish until they go to bed tonight" he said. Gareth stared at him "So you come to my apartment after dinner and stay with me" Tom insisted. He smiled and kissed Tom again "Go before I throw you back on the bed" Gareth said smiling. Tom walked down the garden path and waved to Gareth "Finally!" Hannes said standing there. Mateo walked out and smiled he kissed Hannes then Tom "Come on or we be late" he said. Hannes went to the guards house in his uniform whilst Tom and Mateo walked together up to the palace. Mateo covered for Tom whilst he showered and change, something they would do for each other many times going forward. Alex had finished his morning tour of the palace and now sat in Max's office helping Mateo with the MTA finances, strangely the prince had started taking an interest to see what was going on since he liked playing tennis as well. In fact most of the royal family played a bit on the tennis court within the palace, so busy with their heads down they didn't notice Jackson arrive at the door and he had to knock on the open door to get their attention. Jackson walked in bowing "Your royal highness, sir. Max I need you". Max put his pen down "Right now?" he asked and Jackson nodded. "Don't worry I will fudge your figures" Alex said smiling and trying to grab the books. Max stood up "Do not let him near them Mateo!" he exclaimed to them both laughing. He walked out with Jackson "What is it?" he asked. "Measurements" Jackson replied smiling as they walked into the seamstress room, "Ceremonial". Max closed the door looking confused "I thought you had them all" he simply said. His measurements were taken and the seamstress disappeared for a moment then returned with a sky blue and black full ceremonial tunic, it was similar in colours to the one Alex would wear on state occasions and ceremonial. Max tried several on until they found the perfect fit that only required minor adjustments. He was then handed black breeches to try on. "Do I have to wear this for the wedding?" Max asked still confused by what was going on. Jackson adjusted the breeches "Why do you have something better to wear?" he replied grinning. "Well... I was going to wear one of Josh's suits" Max answered but Jackson tutted. "Right all done sir" Jackson said bowing his head and smiling. Max walked back to his office and sat down looking at Alex "I have to wear a tunic!" he remarked. Alex tapped the pen he was holding on his chin "You are marrying a prince remember" he replied. Max tapped at his computer "So what happens after we marry?" he asked glancing over at Alex. "I have no idea. That is for the king and governor premier to decide" Alex replied. He suddenly looked up at Max "What colour is it?" Alex asked. "Blue and a black one, same as yours" Max replied not thinking any more of it. Alex had some idea that a decision had already been agreed on Max's future, especially if he was being kitted out with the same colour tunic as he wore. All he did know was when a prince marries the wife would usually be given the title of princess, when a princess marries the husband does not usually take a title unless specifically created so. There was no precedence for a prince marrying a man, it meant nothing as his father could change things with the royal chamber council agreement. With all the planning going on Alex and Max were only asked for names of people they wished to invite, they both agreed to invite Felipe with a plus one. Apart from that it was out of their hands and they just took a back seat letting it all happen. Max's mother took on the invites and accommodation arrangements for the thirty relatives from his side, most would be staying in Dunbar house and a few in the hotel on the plaza. The weekend at the beginning of June saw the dowager queens birthday celebration when the grounds of the palace were open in a long standing tradition to honour her birthday with a garden party. Stalls were set up to sell afternoon tea packs with the half the profits going to her charity. Max had a stall set up for the MTA club with the purpose of securing more members. The week before an announcement was made that the MTA would be holding the first ever Royal Tennis Tournament open to members only. It was to comprise of the Kings cup for men's singles, Queens cup for female singles, Dowager Queens cup for mixed doubles and the two Princes cups for male and female doubles. The one that had got everyone's attention and a stroke of genius was the Duke and Duchess of Victoria's cup for the youth players. The programme of matches culminated in 5 days of finals that had sold out the three thousand seat premier court stadium within days, well it helped having the royal member presenting their own cups. The club had already attracted nearly one hundred new members in anticipation of the tournament and also the chance to play competitively on the premier court. Of course the celebration was for the dowager queen but this year it seemed to almost double in numbers as people wanted to see if Prince Alexander and Max would be in the grounds, they were not disappointed as they appeared on both days and attended the musical recital on the last evening. There was certainly never a dull moment for Max, attending engagements with Alex and then with Alex and Alden as a threesome or with the dowager queen. When Alex, Max and Alden attended engagements together it drew lots of publicity and Max not longer felt that wave of nausea and loving every minute of it. Even his brother Sam who had quickly become a close friend and confident to Prince Alden had almost moved in to the palace living in Alden's apartment, he was a completely different person and was himself being photographed when out and about with Alden. Sam's friendship with Franco was stronger than ever, whilst Tom and he would often be seen together when Alden was away on engagements, their closeness in age meant they had quite a lot in common. They were never ones to miss an opportunity to seek Gareth out and rib him just for fun whilst he was working. Never far behind was Nick who was now a little protective over Sam as well as Alden. The three of them along with Franco and Liam would spend time in the gym together since Nick had promised Sam he would help build his body up. His military school training was going well, he never imagined he would enjoy education as much as this. His body was changing and getting stronger, proudly he would show off his growing muscle by wrestling with Tom. The king and queen had agreed with Alden and Sam's parents that he would be securing the role of private secretary to the crown prince but was also family. Sam was made to realise that as extended family he was expected to dine with them when in the palace. Alden was going public with his relationship in August after the dust had settled around his brothers wedding, it also allowed them more private time together. Alden was pretty smitten with Steph and they were both falling in love with each other. Her friendship with Max was a big help and she was talking more and more with him about how he managed to step in to public life. The way was paved openly since she was the daughter of a Lord and Lady of British aristocracy. It was just a normal run of the mill day or so Max thought, returning to their pad as Alex and Max now called it he found Alex getting dressed for his charity dinner with Lady Trasilion, it had already been agreed that Alex would be doing this one solo since Max had been working all day. Franco walked in appearing a little lost and telling Alex that Liam was ready and waiting. "What's with the long face?" Alex asked as Max came out of the bathroom having showered. "Sorry Alex, little bored" Franco replied bowing and about to leave. Alex smiled "Hang on Franco" he said, "Why don't you both go out for dinner" he suggested. Max nodded and looked at Franco who smiled "Sure why not if Max doesn't mind" he replied. "Think of it as a getting intimate dinner" Alex said winking at Max. Franco laughed and walked out "7pm Max" he said closing the door. "You need some time together" Alex said kissing Max, "Build on your trust and friendship". Max chuckled "Are you sure that is all? I mean he is pretty hot" he asked teasing Alex. Alex chuckled shaking his head "Whatever you both feel comfortable with". Max nodded and kissed Alex one last time as Liam appeared tapping his watch and grumbling that they can't leave each other alone for five minutes. Opting for something ordinary for a change they went to one of the best known pizza restaurants in Victoria. Max immediately recognised by the manager and staff and given the right royal treatment and service. Several of the staff personally came over and offered their congratulations and best wishes for upcoming wedding. For the most part they were left alone and allowed to finally have some real proper alone time where they talked constantly until they left. Having borrowed Alex's car Max drove back to the palace. Detouring past the palace kitchen Franco spoke to the sous chef on duty who laughed and unlocked a cupboard handing him a bottle of cooking wine. Franco explained it wasn't the best wine but still good as they made their way back to the pad. Franco nipped in to his apartment and changed in to something less formal and joined Max who had fetched two glasses from the small pantry. They sat on the sofas in the master bedroom with the door closed to avoid any unnecessary intrusions. It didn't took nearly an hour for them to finish the first glass each as they talked about Los Angeles and the upcoming wedding. Max sighed swirling the wine in his glass "Franco. What did happen in Mauritius?" he asked carefully. Franco sat in silence for a moment "You know I am kind of on the fence" he eventually replied. "About who?" Max asked getting straight to the point and looking at him. Franco shrugged "I know you fancy Jack and he you" Max said, "So what is holding you back?" "Things" Franco replied taking a sip of wine. "You and I Franco, we have a trust now. At least I hope. You can be honest with me" Max told him. "Promise not to say anything?" Franco asked and Max nodded, "I like Artem but not sure he feels it". Max chuckled sitting back and topping up Franco's glass "The ever so straight Artem" he said. "That is just it Max, I think he is scared to admit it more than me, that he is like us" Franco said quietly. Max looked perplexed "I sort of felt the same, seeing how in love you and Alex are" Franco added. "That didn't come easy Franco" Max reminded him. "I know, but you see how happy all the pad's circle of friends are" Franco tried to explain. Max smiled and nodded "How none of you are hung up on sex and just enjoy it" Franco said to him. "Is that what you want?" Max asked taking a sip of wine. Franco shrugged "I think I am more gay than straight. I have only been with girls" he said quietly. Max put his glass down "Stand up" he said to Franco who looked up nervously at him, "Come on". Franco stood and put his glass down and now faced Max. Slowly Max took his hand and pulled him close until they were mere inches apart. Max now ran his hand along his arm slipping his finger under the sleeve of his t-shirt and touching his skin. Franco simply stood watching his hand, there was no reaction from him and Max moved his hand down across his chest and began lifting the t-shirt up. Franco automatically lifted his arms allowing Max to remove it completely. Franco now watched as Max gently ran his fingers over his now bare chest, 'Wow!' Max said feeling how soft and firm with muscle Franco actually was. So close and so naked, Max couldn't help admiring his body, he was only marginally smaller in muscle than Liam. Franco was still watching Max's fingers then without knowing it he moaned softly the lower he felt Max going. Max looked at him and could see he was slightly nervous. Max took his t-shirt off and took Franco's hand placing it on his chest, without hesitation Franco stroked it gently and looked up at Max, for the first time they both felt the closeness of a real bond beginning to surface. For several minutes Max allowed him to explore on his own, he found the tattoos fascinating running his fingers over them several times. His face seemed to light up and Franco was now smiling softly, his touch getting firmer as he gained more confidence touching a male body. Minute by minute any doubt he had was falling away, he was still cautious and unsure what to even do as this was so different from any of the girls he had been with. Max slowly move his hand around to his back and suddenly Franco moaned tilting his head back slightly. The sensuality of his touch was so unexpected to him and it didn't stop there, the hand moved lower and lower until it ran over his arse. Franco inched closer and rested his head on Max's shoulder putting his arms around him and caressing his back in return. Daringly he ventured lower until he touched Max on his arse, under his shorts was the unmistakable feel that his cock was stirring. Trying to make sense if it was his actions or if it was the way Max was touching him that caused it. Max moaned softly then kissed him lightly on the neck, Franco responded with another soft moan and inching even closer. "How are you doing Franco?" Max asked in a very soft tone. Franco stepped back holding a finger up like he was unsure "Shall we sit down?" Max suggested. "Thanks" Franco replied feeling a little frustrated at his lack of push and sitting down. Franco took a large gulp of wine "How was it when you first did it?" he asked looking at his glass. Max sat beside him "Scared, worried if it would hurt, worried if I didn't like it" he replied. Franco nodded "Yeah, I kind of feel the same. But it is just sex right?" he asked. "With anyone else yes" Max replied taking a sip of wine, "It will always be more than sex with us". Franco looked at him "You mean like Liam and Alex?" he asked sounding much calmer. "I suppose so" Max said taking his hand, "I have to admit I found it weird at first with them". Franco chuckled "And have you changed your view on it?" he asked curious to know. "You see Liam knows Alex inside out, what makes him tick and think, when he is down or sad" Max replied. Franco nodded "They do seem to have an incredible bond, especially after what he went through". Max smiled "Yes, he loves and dotes on Alex, won't admit it to anyone but you can see it". "Will... Will we ever be like that?" Franco now asked glancing at him. "I hope so" Max replied smiling, "I only feel comfortable when I know you are there with me". "You do?" Franco asked looking surprised, "You never told me that!". Max nodded "But don't you tell anyone that!" he laughed, "I do feel safe with you Franco". Franco smiled looking so relaxed "And I thought you would hate me after that Christmas party". "Oh I do!" Max exclaimed, "Ganging up on me like that. I got massively turned on". Franco laughed and Max seized the moment and put his arm around Franco's shoulder as they both sat back on the sofa laughing. Franco pulled Max towards him and kissed him on the cheek and they sat there in silence for a moment almost cuddled up together. "I do like that painting" Franco said looking at it. "Asa painted it. Silverlake" Max said, "Alex brought it for me when he was in London". Franco looked at him "When you first met in London?" he asked. Max nodded "Pure fluke we met up again like that" he replied, "I suppose you know I freaked out". "Of course, it is common knowledge as the king flew to London to bring him home" Franco replied. "Not my finest hour" Max said looking slightly off kilter. Franco shrugged "It was because of that the king and queen respect you Max" he told him. Max glanced at him "You had no idea who Alex was. That is why doors opened for you" Franco added. "It still scares the hell out of me at times" Max confided to Franco and explained himself. Franco nodded "There you see, we have bonded. You have opened up truthfully to me". "Knob head!" Max said laughing, "I nearly lost the person I fell in love with". Franco stood and walked over to the painting to have a closer look and Max joined him explaining a little more about the painting before they walked back towards the sofa but instead of sitting the stood looking at each other partly naked. Max kissed him on the cheek and stepped back. He reached down handing Franco his glass of wine and picking his own up, they both downed it and Max held out his hand. Franco nodded and took it allowing himself to be lead over to the bed. Max laid down and Franco nervously stood there for a moment and breathed deeply then climbed up and laid next to him on his side facing Max. Max stroked he side of his face "Let me be clear Franco, nothing is expected" he spoke tenderly. Franco smiled "It is not exactly how I pictured getting to know you properly" he said. Max sighed laying on his back "So what is it that scares you about Alex's life?" Franco asked. Max contemplated a moment "The unknown. I have no idea where I am heading really" he said. Franco ran a finger down Max's arm "Take each day as it comes Max" he said. Max giggled rolling on to his back and let out small moans each time Franco hit a sensitive spot with his finger. They talked for hours quite openly and learning more about each other. It was in really the first time they had managed several hours alone like this without the constant interruptions of other household staff or Alex, and of course if Sam was around Franco would be off gaming with him. Max revealing the most intimate things that only Alex knew about him, Franco also did the same then ventured in to quizzing Max on gay sex. Max rolled on to his side facing Franco "It is okay if you ever want to sleep with me" he said looking at him. "I know" Franco replied smiling, "And I sense it was not just about sex that comment". Max nodded "If anything happens it happens" he replied running a finger down Franco's chest. Franco also ran his finger down Max's chest "What about a kiss?" he asked. Max raised an eyebrow "Depends if you are any good at it!" he remarked smiling. Franco didn't wait and caught Max off guard by kissing him, there was no tester kisses as he went straight in and full on. His body pushed Max over on to his back and he found himself with Franco laying on top of him in a weirdly erotic kiss. Max now took over kissing him back, his hands roaming all over Franco's body until they slipped under the waistband of his underwear and he held the incredibly firm arse cheeks. Her certainly knew what he was doing when it came to kissing and Max found he slipped back to the submissive kissing side allowing Franco to control it again.

Inside, Uncle Joe and Alex take me to a part of the house I have never been to, and since I'm naked, Uncle says to me. I went into your Sim card and saw you only watch Bareback porn, so you know what will happen to you. The first time there is a lot of pain since you are a virgin; I will try to make it easier as it's my right to break you in. Alex explains how poppers work, and he will help me inhale them. This room is like what I have seen in some porn movies with sex slings, benches, a bed a stool with lots of toys on the walls. Uncle Joe tells me to get on the bed on my hands and knees as Alex is right in front of me with his rock-hard dick. I wish to reach out and suck it, but I can not. I feel Uncle Joe's hands spreading my ass cheeks as his tongue is licking my ass hole, which feels so good and relaxing as his hand is rubbing my back, telling me to bend lower. The feeling overwhelms me with pleasure I never knew as his finger slips in, and Alex tells me to inhale the poppers twice in each nostril. Uncle Joe says the fun part begins as two fingers go in, but it's so different as there is a burning feeling as he tells me the burning will stop soon. Things change fast as I'm pushed flat on my stomach, and Uncle Joe's body weight is on top of me as Alex tells me to hit the poppers five times now, and as I finish, the most pain of my life strikes me as I'm screaming for my life as Uncle Joe dick is pushing in until his 10-inch beer can size dick is all the way in. As my screaming stops and I start to relax, Uncle Joe talks to me. I'm Pozzing you, and one day you will meet your grandfather. Andy, I'm not your Uncle, but your father and Alex is your brother, and your mother is my sister. The tattoos on Alex's and my arms are the days we tested for HIV Positive as my father pozzed me. Alex bends down, kisses me, and welcomes me to the family as his dick enters my mouth. The pain in my ass is not bad as Dad is fucking me, as I have seen in many porno films. The heat from Dad feels wonderful as his sweat is dripping as he is working my hole, but I do notice these red lights on the wall. Alex tells me to open wide so I can swallow his load as Dad is now pounding me hard and grunting as he collapses on top of me. We lay there for what seemed like an hour. As Dad gets up, I see his dick has dark blood and tells Alex to clean it. Dad tells me next time; it's my joe to clean any dick that fucks you and gives you a load, especially one that is going to Poz your negative hole. Dad gives me a butt plug to wear as Alex gives me a belt to keep it in. Dad gives me a schedule of when my breeding is until I come down with the fuck flu. Alex is put in Chastity. I'm not to leave the house as only Dad is to fuck four times per day with no lube; I can be slammed, but the only thing going in my hole is Dad Poz's dick

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 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.

MOST Definitely! 😍🥰 Such an arrangement doesn't reduce the risk of disease. Whatever the cumdump gets disease-wise, I will probably also get. Even if he is tested monthly, that's up to 30 days of me rutting in his well-used hole before either of us finds out he has whatever and I should get tested too. In my mind, the constant risk of introduction of disease into the relationship is a necessary evil for both of us to get what we want from the relationship. Nope! Never gonna be me who does that. About the only reasons I can think of for not enjoying my BreedBoy's hole daily is a) one or both of us are sick or b) one of us is traveling without the other. Denial of sex makes no sense to me.

Sorry for the delay guys, life has got in the way ……. Chapter 12. I called at Sally’s the next morning. She let me in. She was wearing a short t shirt and briefs, but she looked like shit. ‘You’ve looked better ‘ I remarked, ‘Heavy night?’ ‘Wasn’t actually ‘ she replied’ Think I’m just coming down with something, I didn’t sleep well and Ty wasn’t here so I’ve just lied in. Maybe I’ve got that 48 he bug you had last week?’ At that my cock stirred, the thought of Sally being poz was turning me on. Sally noticed the stirring in my shorts. ‘I thought I didn’t do that to you anymore, it is just cock you want?’ She queried. ‘ No, it’s just I was thinking of something, ‘ I replied, blushing slightly. ‘Do tell then, you can’t leave a girl looking at a semi without explaining’ The thought of coming clean about my status was making me hard. Sally was the first person I had come out to so it was,probably fitting I told her first. ‘ I don’t think it’s a 48 hour bug if it’s what I had’ I said. ‘You should go to the doctors. ‘Why why did you have?’ She asked ‘ I got tested. I’m hiv positive’ I replied. ‘So I’m poz’ ‘what? But you were on meds? ‘ ‘yeah well Luke’s kinda cute and his cock is lovely and it was so hot that he wanted to fuck me bare I let him’ ‘You let him?’ ‘Well begged him to really’ Sally looked at me aghast’ you begged him to fuck you and make u poz?’ ‘Yeah! It was what I wanted Sally, it makes me feel genuine, I needed a place, that place is a greedy bareback bottom that has been knocked up by his mates, so I can now fuck any cock without fear, that’s what I am’ I said. My cock was tenting my shorts. Sally came up and pulled them down and I shrank free. ‘ I’ve never seen a poz cock before I just wanted to see! ‘ she quickly explained. ‘ nice to see it hard again’ She looked longingly at it. Can I touch it? ‘ If you do there’s every chance I’ll bend you over and fuck your arse and fill it with my poz cum!’ I said. ‘I don’t do pussy but ass is ass’. She looked conflicted, she clearly loved cock in her ass but wasn’t going to take a viral load without persuasion’ ‘ Look, I don’t know if Ty is poz or not, ‘I lied ‘ but get checked. If you’re not poz I wouldn’t wanted poz you unless you wanted it ..’ ‘I don’t’ she replied ‘ever’ ‘Ok ok’ I said’ here ring Gino, he’s my medic, this is his number he’s very good and quick …. And sexy ! Get tested and let me know! ‘ With that I hugged her and left. I knew the signs, and she had been taking a hammering from Ty ‘s poz cock. Fuck the thought of her converting made me hard. I still wanted to see if Joe was staying off meds as part of our bet . Had he succumbed to Luke yet? I wondered. I texted him ‘Hi, had Luke’s cock last night or did u behave?’ I sent. After a few minutes the familiar ping went off ‘ You know the answer, he can’t be trusted to take his meds so he’s not fucking me bare!’ The reply said. Followed by another ‘but I’m gagging for some………’ I had him hooked. ‘ Me too. I got stood up last night after I left and was left hard and horny ! ‘ I sent him a pic of my cock ‘ fancy this?’ ‘Yeah, but where? Luke’s about so it will have to be quick’. ‘Ok make an excuse to walk to the shops near the end of your road, there’s some scrubland and trees, I’ll be there 15 min’ I was turned on, I was liking a bit of topping but it was only to breed, I knew my real calling. I waited in the trees for around twenty mins. I was about to give up when I saw Joe stumbling through the trees. ‘I didn’t know this was a cruising ground?’ Joe said ‘Luke was a bit suspicious, that’s why I’m late ‘ ‘it’s not a cruising ground, so don’t let some of the mums walking their dogs see you sucking my cock’ I grinned. ‘ we don’t want to get them jealous!’ I pulled my shorts down and my cock sprang free ‘ suck it!’ I ordered . Joe got on his knees, I kept a look out as he went to town on my cock. ‘Don’t make me cum, I’ve been saving my cum for your hole’ Joe stood up and pulled his own shorts down. I spread his cheeks and started rimming his hole. ‘Fuck that feels good’ he moaned. ‘ I didn’t have time to bring rubbers’ I said. ‘Don’t worry you can do me bare, just pull out before u cum’ I lubed Joe’s hole as best I could with saliva. This was going to be it. I spread his arse and pushed my cock in. ‘ fuck you’re so tight I’ll come soon’ I warned ‘ Not yet just keep fucking me like that, ‘ Joe moaned as he wanted his cock. ‘ I knew from Luke he didn’t like him pulling out too soon. ‘Shall I pull out ?’whispered in his ear,’ cos I want to cum in you’ ‘ God no just do it!’ He shot back. I could feel myself about to explode and pushed hard as I came in Joe. ‘ Fuck I needed that’ Joe panted. ‘Me too’ I whispered, pulling out but then pushing my fingers in Joe’s hole. ‘Gotta keep that in there, you don’t want Luke suspecting anything’ I added. We tidied ourselves up and walked out of the trees, to the surprise of a young mum pushing a pray and having a dog in tow. I winked at Joe. ‘Let’s catch up later this week. I’ll maybe have a small party Friday……..

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.

HENRY'S SENTENCE - PART 1 'What's a nice white boy like you doing in an overcrowded Nigerian prison?' says the journalist opposite me. The glint of my handcuffs catch his eye as I rest my arms on the table. 'Where do I start?' I say, but really I'm thinking I'd better tell him quickly before they take me back to my cell where Temi will be waiting. So, start I do... See, Mum and Dad are missionaries. I grew up traveling from one third world tropic to the next, all in the name of 'God' of course. But when I turned eleven, mum thought I should have a proper education. So they sent me back to the UK. Let's just say my fantasies of all boys schools did not materialize into reality. I'm slim, I like to run, but I'm not athletic. I'm a geek and not the cool kind who like superheroes. I read. Books. It was supposed to be the start of my gap year before uni. A month with mum and dad then onto more... welcoming locations... But when I arrived, everything changed. Black men are fetishized a lot, aren't they? But then, who isn't when it comes to sex? Tall, fat, trans, ginger... I can't say I've ever had a particular type. I just knew I liked men. Of course, I hadn't told anyone else that, not at that point. Did you know in Nigeria, you can be sentenced to ten years plus just for being gay? I do. My parents were living with Will, an old benefactor for the local church. His house was huge and, as I didn't know my way around the city, he assigned me one of his staff, Ayo, as a guide. I'd never seen anyone like Ayo before. He's a little taller than me with a defined chest and arms, but that arse... seriously. It's so round and high, you could rest a drink on it and you wouldn't even need to bend down to pick it up. Not to mention the bulge in his pants, hanging neatly against his thick thighs. His skin is the most beautiful colour I have ever seen. At night, he's as dark as thunder clouds but in the day, he's a rich roasted coffee whose eyes shine gold. And his smell, the sweat after a day gardening... just glorious. I wanted every part of him on me, in me. I've dreamt many times of him taking me to his room and forcing me down over the bed. But did he? I'm not giving anything away just yet. The first night there, I couldn't sleep in the heat, so I got up to get some water. As I neared the bottom of the stairs, I could hear something - slapping, heavy breathing. My first thought was mum and dad and I nearly vommed, but then I remembered they were both snoring when I passed their room moments ago. I tiptoed into the kitchen and peered around the corner. Bent over the dining room table was Will's wife, Anna and standing behind her, his back to me, was Ayo. He held her down with one arm, the other pressed into the small of her back as he rocked hard in and out of her. I watched his legs and arse as the moonlight caught them. I could see his balls slapping against her. Anna clung to fistfuls of the table cloth as she thrust herself back onto him. My heart raced. My cock throbbed. I let out a shaky breath and with it, an accidental little squeak of joy. Immediately, Ayo stopped and turned to me. I was mortified. I wanted to run but my legs wouldn't let me. Sensing his pause, Anna spoke and made to stand up, but Ayo kept her down, eyes firmly on me as he drew his thick dark meat from inside her and plunged it back in over and over again, all the while his eyes on me until she had to muffle her cries with the tablecloth and he finally turned away and threw his head back roaring as he emptied his sack into her. I took that as my cue to leave and darted back to my room. I waited until there was nothing but silence before I slid my hand down to my cock and began to wank. It didn't take me long until there was cum dripping off me, all up my chest and sides. I slept like that until Ayo woke me the next morning. 'You're late for breakfast.' He stood at the end of my bed in shorts and a vest, his skin glistening. 'I've had the car cleaned. We'll go out today. Show you around.' I nodded, though when Will said he was giving me a guide, I hadn't realised I would be on his schedule. I showered, quickly before throwing on shorts and t-shirt and heading down to mum who served us all tea and toast. I watched Ayo at the table, curious as to his position. He was employed here yet happy for my mum to wait on him. All the other staff were busy. 'What're you two up to today?' said dad over the paper. My eyes met with Ayo, but he spoke before I could. 'Henry's helping my with some errands, then I'm showing him 'round town.' It was the first I'd heard of errands. 'I'll get the dishes,' said mum as I stuffed the last of the toast into my mouth and downed my tea. Then we left. If I'd known then what I know now, I'd have got a taxi straight back to the airport.' The guard’s keys jangle as he steps back into the room and stands between me and the journalist. ‘Enough,' he says, knocking me forwards and hefting me up by the scruff of my neck. 'I'll come back tomorrow,' said the journalist and he leaves not waiting to see my dragged and shoved along to my cell. The Guard slides the key in with ease and opens the cell. He leans into me and whispers, 'I'll be back for sloppy seconds,' before thrusting me inside, slamming the door and locking me in. I push myself back onto my knees and look up to the bunk where Temi is sat, his back to the wall, legs spread, his eyes focused on a point beyond the bars. 'Enjoy your walkies?' he says, without even looking at me. I say nothing. He's at least 6'6"tall and chunky. Thick-thighed, a not unattractive podge of a belly. And his skin is the darkest I've seen of any man. He shuffles down the bunk a little and slides his trousers down a little revealing his thick, dark dick and enormous sack. He doesn't say anything. He doesn't have to. I crawl to him on my knees. He doesn't take much to arouse. I cup his balls in one hand and guide his dark meat into my mouth with the other, but he slaps both hands away. 'Be a good boy,' he says, still not looking at me. I let my arms fall to my sides and lean in, enveloping his soft penis into my mouth, slobbering and licking his balls as I do. He lets out a sigh, so I know I'm doing well. His cock grows quickly, plumping up. I reckon if he were slimmer, he'd have a solid 9" or more but that doesn't matter because the girth is barely containable in my mouth. I bounce my head up and down, trying to force as much as possible down, trying to put on a good show because I know what'll happen if I don't. He tastes salty now. I've grown to love that taste. His hands find the back of my head as he grows fully erect and hard enough that it's my throat that has to flex and bend - not his shaft. He forces me down on his meat for what feels like minutes at a time. I feel him flex halfway down my throat. I choke, my eyes running with tears. And then it stops as he slaps me off him and onto my back. He makes a gesture with his finger, and I slip my trousers off and climb into all fours. I hear him grunt as he kneels behind me. I push back as he puts his full weight into one hand on the small of my back forcing me to arch up and stick my boy-cunt out. He gobs full mouth of spit onto my hole and with one unmanicured thumb, spreads it around. Then he leans forward. I feel his belly rest on my arse cheeks. A wall of flesh meets my hole, and it doesn't stop. He slides forward, breaking me open until he's balls deep. I wince, his weight forcing me to almost faceplant into the concrete floor. I silence my screams as he tears at my hole, his cock thrusting in and out, ploughing me to fit his shape. He grabs my hair and lifts my head up with one hand, then scoops my hands up with the other and holds them behind me so I'm balancing on my chin. He lets out a series of loud, pants and groans as his strokes speed up becoming longer and longer. The inmates opposite say nothing. One sits on his bunk, grinning, hand down his pants, the other stands at the bars, his cock poking through as he wanks off at the sight of me being bred by my Master. Temi’s balls slap hard against my cunt as he builds his speed even more. I struggle to keep silent, sobbing and yelping but he doesn't care now. His whole body is beating into me, and I'm pushed further and further towards the bars on my face. Then he lets out a roar and I feel him swell inside me as he unloads his spooge, burst after burst, thrusting deeper into me until he's done. And when he is, he rips himself from me and for a few seconds until the pain of my hole retracting subsides, I long for him not to go. Then he climbs back into his bunk. 'Next,' he calls out, and I hear the hurried footsteps and jingling keys of the guard returning... Hey Guys, Hope you enjoy. More parts coming soon. I'm hoping to do multiple parts a week if people want them? I've noticed other students also adding info for tips here, so I'm doing the same, though it's not required - I just want people to read and enjoy really. Happy to survive on protein donations from the many men who enter me daily, but if you fancy buying me a drink, here's my Monzo - Venmo doesn't exist in the UK! [think before following links] [think before following links] https://monzo.me/andrewjames37

POZ Massage Part I of II I met Brendan online on an M4M Masseur website. My boyfriend was out of town, and I thought maybe I would get a massage. I knew I wanted a massage from a hot guy, but I figured that's where I would draw the line. After all, my boyfriend and I had decided to try being monogamous for a while, and I was determined to respect that. Out of all of the pages I looked at, Brendan seemed the most clean guy, an All-American jock-type who probably wasn't even gay. He had a few photos posted, some in workout clothes, and some shirtless on a beach somewhere. He had a great body, wide shoulders, built slightly-furry chest, slim waist, and ripped abs. I saw that he had some “locked” pics and sent a message asking if he could send me the code to unlock them. Within less than a minute, he had responded with a nice note saying he was immediately available for out calls along with the unlock code. I drooled when I saw the first private pic. A shot of his back with his muscular ass on display, showing his big ballsac hanging down between his legs. The next one showed him bending over and spreading his asscheeks. The final one was a frontal shot. I first noticed his big thick 7” dripping uncut hardon with a huge D-shape Prince Albert piercing. A few moments later, I saw his tattoo above his bushy dark pubes. I knew immediately it was a biohazard tattoo that meant he was POZ. I trembled all over thinking of this POZ hunk giving me a rubdown. I knew since I only wanted a massage, I would go for it. We agreed on a price and I gave him my address. I ran to the ATM to get the cash to pay him and then hopped in the shower. I couldn't help but finger my hole a little as I showered. Brendan arrived right on time with his folding table under his beefy arms. Every bit as stunning as his pics, he was wearing cut-off sweatpant shorts and a muscle T-shirt that showed off his gorgeous physic. He grinned at me as I shook his hands taking in his masculine form. He smiled saying that he knew the building and had given massages here before. I wondered which of my neighbors let this POZ stud give them a rubdown. He sat up the table as I got him a glass of water. He gave me a CD to play to help relax and I put it in the player. He handed me a smallish towel and asked me to undress. He left the room while I changed out of my clothes and I laid face-down on the table, my face cradled by a green foam ring. I heard Brendan coming back, and lifted my head. I was shocked that he was naked when he came back in the room, his big pierced dick soft and swinging against his legs as he sauntered over to me. “I find it's more relaxing if we're both naked. Is that okay?” I already felt cotton-mouthed, but nodded that it would be fine. He gently laid my head down into the foam ring and straightened out my arms against my sides. He kneaded my shoulders and my upper arms before moving lower to the small of my back and then to my ass. He rolled my cheeks in his hands, spreading them wide. I'm sure he got a great peek at my asshole as he worked my ass. He squirted massage oil repeatedly until my back was a sweetly-scented sticky mess and his hands slid smoothly over my curves and into my crack. This whole time, he was standing to the side of the table. I felt his hairy bare legs graze my arm and hand as he worked back and forth alongside me. At one point, I felt his fingers getting close to my asshole, and I could swear his was rubbing his fingertip practically into me. I let out a moan, and he held still. He then put one of his hands over mine and place his hardening cock onto my upturned palm. I didn't know if I should squeeze back or not, but he would up swiveling his hips enough that he was practically fucking my hand. After a few minutes of him working my ass with his dick in my hand, I got up the courage to wrap my hand around his cock and give it a good squeeze. He moaned back with approval as he worked my upper legs and then my feet. When he got to my feet, he pulled away from my hand, which suddenly felt empty. “You like a little assplay?,” he asked me as he took my feet in his strong hands. “Ummmm Hmmmm...” was all I could muster. With that, he mounted the table, straddling my upturned ass. I could feel his hair low-hanging balls and that cold cock piercing against my ass. I shivered as he leaned forward and ran his elbows up and down my back. I was in heaven, practically putty in his hands. After a few strokes, I felt the head of Brendan's cock at my ass. “You okay with me teasing your, hole, man? You know I'm POZ, right?” “Right....,” I muttered back. I myself wasn't sure if I was answering whether or not I knew his status or if I liked him teasing my hole. Either way, I felt him slide in first one greased-up finger, then two. The whole time, he kept massaging my cheeks with his free hand, and slapping my ass with his raging hard POZ cock. “You like that, man? Want something bigger.” “Ummmmmmmm Hmmmmm......,” I moaned back at him, expecting another finger, or perhaps a dildo. What I wasn't expecting was the tip of his pierced cock to slip into me painlessly without any resistance. In that moment, my mind was flooded with my promise of monogamy to my boyfriend at the same time as knowing the dangers of fooling around bare with POZ guys. It felt so good though that I didn't dare ask him to stop. “You ready for more of that? I've got six or seven more inches of where that came from.” “Okay, Brendan. Just put it in. Don't fuck me or anything, just put it in.” I couldn't believe the words that had just escaped my mouth. Brendan eagerly responded by slowly but steadily sinking his POZ cockmonster deeper and deeper into my raw hole. He stayed hard in me for at least ten minutes as he worked my shoulders, not pumping in and out, but pulsing deep inside me. I felt him slowly start to work his cock in and out, each stroke a bit further in and out, and in and out. It hadn't hurt at all given so much massage oil as lube, but now it felt different, almost creamy. I thought it must have been his precum oozing out of his POZ cock that was easing the way now. Brendan pulled my ass a bit higher so I was on my knees and elbows. He reached around to my crotch to find my own drippy cock so hard and sticky that it was matted to my pubes and belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and allowed me to fuck myself into his hand. He remained still, so I was also fucking myself onto his bare cock. As I got closer and closer to orgasm, I picked up the pace. I was determined to cum before he did so I could pull off and not take his toxic load. As I pumped away, he hissed in my ear, “Slow down man, or you're gonna make me cum in you again!” Hearing that, I blasted off at once, knowing that he had already shot off in me at least once. That must have been why my ass felt so creamy as he worked his tool in me. I shot onto my chest and all over the table and pulled off of his cock. Brendan stayed on his knees on the table and leaned down to scoop up my spooge with his fingers. He pushed my load into his ass with one hand as he fisted his hardon with the other, quickly sending squirt after squirt of POZ cum all over the table. When we had both caught our breath, he suggested that we shower, and that I try to get out as much of his load as possible. He has assumed that since I had seen his private pics and not commented on the tattoo that I would be fine taking a POZ load. As I squatted over the toilet trying to force his toxic goo out my ass, I told him about my promise of monogamy with my boyfriend. “Since when?,” he asked. I was in this apartment last week, and I filled up your boyfriend's hole real good. My jaw dropped as Brendan threw his head back in a laugh. “So that's why he knew the address,” I surmised. We showered together as he fingered my hole again. After Brendan left, I texted my boyfriend. “WE'VE GOT SOME TALKING 2 DO. BRENDAN WAS HERE. HE CAME IN ME A LITTLE. DID HE CUM IN U?” I got a photo response a few seconds later: A pic of Brendan balls deep in my boyfriend's raw hole on the same table in our living room, followed by a one-word text, “YES.” I knew then and there that monogamy was a joke, and that we would be needing a “couple's massage soon. To be continued....

Not sure, if this is the right section to post. At least this is how I got my last load on Wednesday afternoon last week. I was chatting with a top on grindr. Turned out he likes bareback and got even excited about a quick fuck only. I explained that I‘m also fine with just getting fucked until he is cuming, no need for me to cum. He also sent a video of his dick then, showing that he has quite a bit of precum, which I find really hot in general. He explained that it is usually enough to get his dick inside. After that remark I cannot think about anything else then meeting up with this guy as early as possible. So the conversation continued a bit until we had reached the point, where he told me then to come over to his apartment. He would leave the door unlocked. I should get in, just pull my trousers down a bit and get on all fours, my head in the direction towards the door. Asking him if I should take off my shoes (not uncommon in the country where I live) he just replied, it would take too long to leave then for me, when he is done with my ass. That was just the perfect vibe I was looking for. On my way to him he sent a photo of a kind of a pillow on the floor of his hallway, telling me that it is for my knees to put on. Roughly an hour later, I was in the elevator of his building, left on the 6th floor and walked to the left door, as have been told. Closed the door behind me and see the pillow in the hallway as it was on the photo. So I kneel down, pull my trousers down, and push my naked ass in the air while being on all four looking towards the entrance door. I decided to only wear a jockstrap below my jeans, so that my ass would be accessible with just pulling the trouser down and also because I thought a tight underwear might it make more difficult in case I would need to stretch my legs further apart while kneeling. After a couple of seconds or so a door behind me opens and someone steps behind me. Then the wet tip of a dick slides directly between my ass cheeks poking forward, striving to enter my hole. In anticipation I push my ass further up and in the moment the dick and my hole meet at the right angle I feel him opening me up and entering my hole eventually. He started to first slide in and almost out of my hole with only the tip of his dick. Probably there was most of his precum, as it felt quite slippery with very little friction. I tried to push back a bit to get the full dick inside. He stopped moving and I heard something like a big drop of saliva falling, he most likely spit on his dick. Right after I feel his dick going completely inside my guts. The fucking starts now in a regular pace. I‘m not even trying to look at him, I‘m just focussed on feeling this dick working my ass towards something that will most likely end up in filling up my hole with hopefully a lot of sperm. Technically it could have been anyone mounting me from behind, while I was waiting being nothing else than a naked ass waiting to get fucked. But I was so horny, I probably wouldn’t even have cared in the end. He starts to hold my hips with both hands and continues fucking me in a very steady pace. I just put my head further down, closed my eyes and let him own my ass. After just 4 or 5 minutes his grip of my hips gets more tight and his thrusting gets deeper. After taking it like that for a minute he says that I should get ready for his load. What then follows is a push of his dick as deep as he can drill inside my ass: he pulls me back really hard on his dick and with both thumbs he is stretching my butt cheeks apart, so my hole is wider. I feel him pushing in hard one more time and holding it there and I know that this is the moment I‘m getting pumped his load inside. He groans a bit. Then like 20 seconds later he pulls out his dick slowly. I feel his very wet dick sliding out and I stand up slowly. I‘m hard like a rock after this breeding of my hole. He just looks at me quickly, wishes me a nice remaining day and disappears into what I think is his bathroom. I just pull up my trouser and leave the apartment and get out of the house in no time. Walking back home I feel the cum wet and slippery inside my ass. Not sure if I‘m leaking, but I also can’t check really while walking. And there is this slippery feeling with every step. I‘m trying to clench my hole, but I feel so open that I‘m not sure it changes anything physically. I text him to thank for the breeding. He seems to be happy with my service as a bottom and replies that he came a lot. Looking at the message time, I realize that when I arrived at his place it took exactly only 12 minutes until I left again with my ass full of his cum. Which made me feel even more used as bottom made for breeding. Just a perfect outstanding encounter. I hope I can get that soon again from this guy.

For me it boils down to this: I don't have to understand OR like what someone else does with their body! But I do have to accept it, just like I would want them to accept the things I do (or don't do) with my body! NONE OF US can live anybody's life but our own. There are a lot of things that people do (to themselves) that I don't like or understand. And I am working on/within myself to be OK with and accept that! "Different strokes for different folks!" as the old saying goes. And, as Rodney King said back in the day, "Can't we all just get along?" No one has to like that a particular bottom is caged and therefore his cock isn't available to you. His cock being caged ISN'T about you! It's about HIM! Just cause you want to do whatever with his cock doesn't mean that he wants that done with his cock! That's what the jockstrap, ass-less underwear, or cage is all about! It's a DO NOT GO THERE message that some people are missing or choose not to see! The 70's was considered the "ME" generation. But I swear that people (in general) in 2022 are SO self-involved that they feel like EVERYTHING is about them when it's really not! I am so anti-religion it's not even funny, but "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" is pretty appropriate for this thread....

I met a guy on a hookup app in Florida. We hit it off pretty well and went back to his place. He lived right on the beach on the Gulf side. I was amazed with the view and he told me the sunsets were awesome. He asked me if I wanted to go out on the beach to play around and watch the sunset I was like YES! He was a ways away from the touristy area so there weren't many people walking through. He said mostly it was pot smokers or teens looking for a place to have sex. I knew I was going to let him fuck me so when I was in the restroom I lubed up my ass real good and just left my boxers on to go out to the beach. He had a couple towels laid out. The beach was literally his backyard. We were making out like teens waiting for the sun to set, I pulled out his rock hard cock from his swim trunks and proceeded to make love to it with my mouth. I noticed the sun was getting close to setting so I looked up at him and said I want to ride you while we watch the sunset. I flung off my boxers and straddled him reverse cowboy. He held my hips as I slowly lowered my ass onto his cock. With the lube from earlier making it easy he was all the way in me immediately. I just sat up on his cock and took in the sunset beauty. I slowly rode his thick uncut 9″ cock and the sun started to fade beyond the horizon. As the sun disappeared I spun around to face him and started thrusting my hips hard while my semi erect cock and balls bounced off his stomach spewing precum everywhere. He was still rock hard and not close to cumming so I started to bounce faster on him and talking dirty, Cum in me, fill my bare ass with your hot cum. He started jerking my cock as if to will my cum to shoot him in the face. I couldn't hold it and shot all over his chest and almost simultaneously he exploded into my ass with a loud orgasm bellow. I collapsed on to him and started kissing and rubbing my hairy chest on his cum splattered chest. His cock stayed semi hard in my ass for quite a while then it slowly popped out an allowed all his load to ooze out. I am an exhibitionist and have had several outdoor sex partners but this one came to mind the other day.

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

Right around 19-20 I started to really get into giving myself up to whoever want me.. I shaved constantly, I ate and worked out constantly and whenever I was home my hole was lubed up and had a dildo in it... Start back a few years I discovered the hb library by my house was cruisy.. I usually start out at the bathroom which is on a hill over looking the park so when someone heads inside anyone looking can see... Since I was young whenever I went in it would be too long before I heard footsteps... I would usually wait in the stall with it unlocked a guy would come in open the door apologize go-to a urinal and then come back right after with his cock out for me to suck... I did this alot one summer until one older Mexican guy reach down to my ass while I was sucking him and slide his finger in my already lubed hole and he made a hissing sound... He took his cock out of his made and told me to follow him... He took me through the park and we walked from the paved path onto the cut grass and into the bushes.. Once out of the clearing we walked through the overgrown bushes and trees for a few minutes until we arrived to a completely secluded area where the tree canopy covered everything. There was a tree in the middle that has a thick branch about waist high that I used to steady myself while I took of my shorts. I put some lube on his cock suck it some and turned around bent over and braced myself on the tree branch. I was going to tell him to pull out after a few minutes.. it felt odd have a guy hump me so aggressively, I remember my head bouncing and my cock and balls doing the same... Just when I was about to tell him to pull out he stopped and killed out... I asked him if he cummed and he said he did and then I asked him if he was clean and he told me not to worry about it and walked off.. I remember standing there feeling shocked and worried and also turned on at the same time.. after that I drove home and when I got to my room I jacked off while I used my dildo and used some of his cum for lube on my dick... I blew so hard... The happened alot there... I also just wanted to feel the cock for a few minutes and pull it out and suck the guy off but most of the times the guys would cum inside me without saying a word or wouldn't even ask.... Pic below is me now and thinking about letting guys slide in bare again... I'm not sure though now

Right on target, @negchaserlooking. It's so true, every time a new chapter in this novel drops, it takes precedence over everything else. Had a good chuckle at the two mothers ordering everyone else out of the room while they hatch their plans. And so happy to see Tom and Gareth finally getting their act together. Now, if we could just straighten out Franco and Artem....

I was just about to leave the site when this new chapter popped up. So of course I had to read it, as you do. Couldn't waste an opportunity to catch up on this right Royal saga of love and sex. Getting closer and closer to the big day,

Also yes to this!!

Love my Red 100's while fucking or getting sucked. Love a hot smoker redneck. Get on my knees everytime.

Yes my regular top Daddy he has 8 1/2 in 68 years old 30 years my senior every time I go down on him he forces me to go all the way and makes me hold it keeping my throat for a few minutes to the point where I cannot breathe and I am tearing up my eyes get watery

Brake line broke on my van,middle of nowhere. I got a tow truck and the guy(heavy, late 50's,mexican) took me to a shop who could fix it the next day and said I could stay in my van overnight. The van is built for vanlife, so like a little rv.The tow guy checked it out and said I must get a lot of chicks. I said I'm into girls. He said sorry and left. He stops by late and asked if I needed anything. I said I was fine and he said he was married but his wife doesn't have sex anymore and he's always been felt bi. I asked him if he wanted to come in and find out, He looks around like a drug deal is going down and gets in. He's clearly nervous and I have him lay on the bed the short way legs over the side. Take down his pants and a nice brown 7 incher with huge balls. I go down on him and he leaks precum like a faucet. He says he wont last long and his dick gets hard as steel and blows ropes in my mouth. Top 5 cum producer. So salty and so much.

Just sucked a cock I've been after for years. I've chatted to this guy on and off for the last 10 years and things just never seemed to line up. He's in his 50s tall and muscular, balding with a goatee and a 8" uncut cock. I've heard stories of him over the years, the way he's bred multiple men which claimed he was the best fuck ever. So this man has been a legend in the area, today he hit me up on grindr being really close wanting a quick blow before getting back to his farm. He opens the door grabs me and starts making out hard immediately unbuttoning his shirt and unbuckling his pants making me rub his hardening uncut cock through his underwear. Next he pushes me down to my knees with force shoving his cock in my mouth fucking my face as he got harder and deeper into my throat. He kept it up for a solid 8 minutes, I couldn't breathe half the time almost blacking out twice. Until he started Cumming with the best tasting cum I've ever tasted. He kept pumping while telling me to cum for him which made me shoot a massive load all over the floor.

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]

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.]

There's a difference between gay and "MSM" (men who have sex with men). Gay is about the relationship. MSM is about the sex. It's perfectly normal (though a bit rare) to want a relationship with a woman and sex with men. I think some people fall into that category because of homophobia and prejudice but there are some where it's just how they're wired. So you can be here wanting to get fucked by guys and still be straight when it comes to relationship stuff.

Just go to a gay sauna for a few hours. You don't have to be gay to go to these places, but there is a good chance that by the time you leave you will have a better understanding of your emotions, particularly if you are not walking so easily as you did when you entered the place. If you lay naked face down in an open doored cubicle with your pucker hole lubed you will find greater understanding much more quickly.

FICTIONAL STORY! It was a normal Friday night out in Berlin and I had met up with some friends to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The crowd was young & cute like me (FYI i’m a 19 y/o twink). People mostly stayed in their respective groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. Like most young people the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance so a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. And like every weekend we drank quite a lot. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, but around 4:30 in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where they play mainstream pop music. This very small bar was always fully packed, and it was hard for anyone to really move around. The toilet queue was awfully long, and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my opinion, but my friends didn’t agree. We, therefore, split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was up for some trance music at a nice bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. The bar I went to had an open atmosphere, 3 floors: one for trance music downstairs, one for mellow dance music upstairs and a dark room on the top floor. I never visited a dark room before and couldn't understand why people want be fucked by unknown guys in the dark.. I arrived club around five-o-clock in the morning. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that. Around eight only 15 people were left. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already. After a while two very hot Arab guys came up and sat next to me. They were wearing tight t-shirts so I could see every detail of their muscular bodies. I think that they were a few years older than me, but max 21-22. We started to chat loosely: they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Berlin. One of them put his hand on my thigh and caressed me slowly; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly so I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet. I went upstairs to the toilets on the second floor, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before. If it was only one than things would be a bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Which of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you’re both cute” I said and added “and very sexy”. “You’re very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little bubble butt ass” he replied. “Thanks!” I flushed a little bit embarrassed. “So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun?” he asked. I looked at his hot muscular body and could hear myself saying: “Yes, why not”. “We can go to my place. I don’t live far from here” I suggested. “No, my friend is waiting downstairs and I’d prefer that we just go up to the dark room” he said and smiled. “Well… I don’t really like dark rooms, because you don’t know which guys are in there” I replied. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can tell for sure that both of us want a little fun” he insisted. “Just a quick one… you suck my big dick and afterwards I suck you.. Okay?” He put his hand over his package and I could see a distinct, large bulb on his jeans. “OMG! I need that big Arab cock in my mouth” I thought to myself. He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss! It felt like heaven! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite drunk and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans. “You’re hard and horny! so let’s go…” he said, and took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it good. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger fuck my my ass. I felt a burning sensation in my ass, but his lips around my cock was so hot that it overpowered that sensation. Was he preparing me so he could fuck me? That wasn’t the deal! But the fingers in my ass felt so good that I couldn’t protest. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he pushed my head down to his big dick. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge. My ass started to feel empty so I tried to put some of my own fingers in side my open hole He slapped my face with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my throat. His cock went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a second to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my palate; I had to swallow some to keep up with his intense and deep mouth fucking. He ordered me to lift my ass up so I did was I was told. Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hands on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the dark room. Who was this third person who now wanted to join in? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us? It’s clear that they planned this from the start. The other guy immediately took over my ass. I felt a small plastic tube enter my ass. A few seconds later i felt a liquid filling my ass. Then he pulled the tube out. Thinking it was lube i didn’t react. Two fingers began to slide in my ass. As my ass became more open he added more. There was a feeling that was spreading to my body. I began to sweat and I felt more horny that I could ever feel. I thought that this was due to considerable amount of alcohol in my body so I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to take a break. The Arab guy in front of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to resist I couldn’t get away. Suddenly I felt the guy behind me trying to push his big cock in my ass. The pain of this thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass was sobering me up. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? Don’t you want to play anymore?” one of the guys interrupted. “Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my pocket” I begged. “No way! I only fuck without condom or lube. Open up slut! ” he grunted. I wanted to reply but he silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the other over my mouth. An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. I could feel every inch of his big cock as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my entire body. After a while my whining changed into groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my mouth to shut me up. Something started to take over my mind and I began to have thoughts about wanting bigger cocks in my ass and begin a total bottom slut. My ass was now completely open to serve his raw huge cock. The Arab guy behind me started to moan louder and louder. With a deep grunt he filled my insides deep with a huge amount of cum. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop. “Good boy! Our sperm will change you for good!” he said. “Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his huge cock towards my hole. He pushed into me; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this slut even harder.” They both put up a laugh of joy and excitement. He fucked me harder and faster. “I saw how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. We are converting you into a load taking slut. You think that you can return to your normal life, but within a few weeks you will give in to your true calling; big raw dicks and cum”. He kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control. By now the penetration went more smoothly because of the generous load that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the rough fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend’s large cock fucking me so violently. Something in my mind took over and i started to enjoy having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion plowing my ass hard. I was their little white toy! And when he started hitting my G-Spot I was in pure ecstasy. “Yes, do me as hard as you can” i blurted out. “We own you now that our DNA is deep inside you” he whispered in my ear. Then he came with a roaring and we were both exploded as he shot several streams of hot cum deep inside of me. Then he and his friend dressed quickly, gave me a kiss and left. I sat for a while in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experienced? My ass was warm and swollen with cum of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my face. I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club. On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning hour. I went in, changed, sat at the bar and ordered a juice. As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a young black guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. “Sure” I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick hanging in the open. My eyes couldn’t help staring at it. “I saw you in the dark room. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. The two guys fucked you up good” he said. His words took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say. “They knew exactly what to do to change you into a willing bottom” he added. “They knew what to do?” I replied. “Yes! The fact that you’ve come to this sauna and didn’t go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you want more” he said smiling. He started to stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise. “Let’s go to my cabin and i will tell you what they did to change you into a willing slut. I’m not like them!” he said comfortingly. He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly “That’s clearly a YES!”. We stood up and walked up two floors to his cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind by two other black guys. I was pinned down with my face pressed into the mattress. “Hold his arm still” one of them said. I felt how my bicep was tied of with a band. Then I felt a needle stabbing my arm. “Like I promised I will tell you what they did: When they fingered you they loaded your ass with a drug called Meth!” the black guy said. “You had no clue what was happing. This is not how we do it. I like to tell my sluts that I injected them with T.” after saying that the band snapped loose. They released me and told me to raise my arm. As I sat up I began to cough. A wave of sluttyness came over me. “This will boost your carving for big dicks and cum. So don’t fight it!” said one of the other black guys. I looked over to them and saw 3 hot black guys stroking their enormous black cocks. And like he said I couldn’t resist it and crawled over to them. “Does he know that we and the two Arabs are POZ? ” whispered one guy to the other. “We will tell the slut after we bred him several times!” answered the other one laughing. —THE END —

Going to Pig week for the first time. Any recommendations which is the best hotel to stay at is it worth staying at one of the hotels they recommend. Attached a pic of my hole for attention Thanks !

This is part 1 of a new series. The first part contains no sex and is a setup for more to come. I promise that the lack of sex in this part will be heavily compensated for in parts to come. For now, enjoy reading 🙂 -- Part 1 Growing up, it was just my dad (Baxter Sloan), me (Joseph Sloan) and my older brother (Samuel Sloan). Mom left soon after I was born to marry some rich guy who loved her but didn't want the add-on baggage of 2 kids. So, the responsibility to raise me and my brother fell on my dad, who did the best he could to provide for us. My dad was only 21 when Sam was born and being a young single dad, he was a very involved parent. From a young age, I was an exemplary student. By the time I was 12, I was already in high school and graduated at 15 as a valedictorian. I started college soon after and graduated at 19 with a degree in software engineering with minors in business and statistics. While in my senior year, I started working on a project which became a business when I graduated. After expanding my business over the next few years, I finally sold it when I was 25 for a 9 figure number. Needless to say, I was set for life at this point. But after selling my company, I started experiencing a slump. Success, while wonderful, can also lead you to wonder if there's more than just money and power. Don't get me wrong, it's great to have both but having tasted both, I needed more. In some ways, I was experiencing a pre-midlife crisis at 25 which led me to make the decision that would change everything. I decided to head home to see my family whom I hadn't seen in over 5 years. -- When I left for college, I'd make it a point to come home twice a year to visit dad and Sam. In my senior year, the workload from school and my project prevented me from traveling home and after graduation, the singular focus to make my business work made me ignore my family. We'd still talk but I was distant and more engrossed with my work than listening to dad talk about small town life and his business. I figured as long as I sent nice gifts on Christmas, things would be all right. Before you judge me, you should know that I had a reason to be distant with my family. When I was 15 I came out to my dad who didn't take it very well. He didn't say anything much and kept his distance. I did it a few days before I left for junior year to avoid any awkwardness but his response to it really drove a wedge between us. My brother was cool with it, which was my only respite. Over the last 2 years I had spoken to dad twice and Sam a couple of times, so things weren't exactly very familial between us. Going home after all this time was going to be awkward but I needed to do this. I had nothing going on for me and I figured being home for sometime would give me perspective on my next steps and it'd be nice to go back to my hometown after over a decade away. -- When my flight landed at the airport, I wasn't expecting Sam to be there waiting for me. A little background on Sam- I had last seen him 5 years ago. At the time he was a lean toned guy, working in my dad's plumbing business and looking like every small-town dude who enjoyed the relaxed life and to whom the world at large started and ended within the confines of the town. He was smart too but he didn't put in the effort at school and was happy to start working for dad when he graduated. Not that dad was complaining. I think dad was happy to have one kid at home, even if he would never admit it. They were extremely similar too, which was why dad and Sam had a stronger bond than me and dad. The Sam standing in front of me outside the airport looked nothing like the Sam I remembered. This Sam was a beast. At 6'0, he was approximately 220 pounds of muscle. Wide chest, thick arms and legs, a thick neck and a buzzcut, gave him the appearance of someone you didn't want to fuck with. In just a t-shirt and shorts, both a size too tight for his frame, he was a walking wet dream. The second he saw me, he rushed over and gave me a giant bear hug. Almost lifting me off my feet, he pulled me in for a long hug while rubbing my back. When he finally let me go, his hand slipped down a little and grazed against my butt. "Holy fuck Sam, you look so different man," I exclaimed, finding it harder to not stare and drool at him. "Hahaha, yeah been a while you've seen me little bro. Looks good doesn't it," saying this, he flexed his left arm at me. I'm not sure how his sleeves didn't just rip off but they looked awfully close to, judging by the bulk of his bicep and tricep. Not wanting to stare and freak him out, I nudged him playfully and asked him where he was parked. In 10 minutes, we were on our way to the farm. The drive to our farm would take a little over 2 hours. Once we hit the road, we started catching up with each other. Sam asked me a lot of questions about my work and my life, revealing very little of his own. While we were chatting, I finally took a good look at my brother and started to observe some interesting things. At first glance, it wasn't obvious but through the confines of his shirt, I could make out his large nipples. I wasn't sure but they looked pierced, based on the tiny lumps on either side of each nipple. Tattoos filled every part of the exposed skin on his arms, leading up to his neck and sliding inwards towards his chest. A padlock chain on his collar with an actual lock, hung from his neck. Without being obvious, I took a sneak peek at his crotch and holy fuck, was that thing massively bulging. Whether this was natural or a sock stuffed in, it was hard to say but it sure was impressive. It was so weird how turned on I was by my big brother. I needed to keep it in check but his very presence was making it very difficult. "So how's dad? Has been a while since I last saw him?" I asked, changing the subject. I needed a distraction and this was the best and only way to do so. "Dad's great. He's so psyched to see you. Keeps telling everyone about you coming home." That made me feel guilty. All this time, I thought he wasn't particularly happy about me so to find out how happy he was to see me again did made me feel bad about ignoring him. "Hey, you okay dude?" my brother asked, observing the guilt on my face. "Yeah its fine. Just...never mind." An awkward silence followed us for the next hour of driving until we finally pulled up to our house. The house that I remembered from last time was not the house I came back to. For one thing, there was now an actual 7 feet wall surrounding the place with an electronic gate. The rusty beaten down path leading from the road to the house had been replaced with an actual functional driveway. The house itself had been freshly painted and possibly renovated, making it look actually nice and kinda classy (given the surroundings). "Whoa, what happened to the Sloan pad?" I asked in disbelief to a visibly grinning Sam. "A lot has changed Joe, you'll see for yourself," he remarked. While we were pulling out my stuff from the car, the front door opened and out walked my dad. If the changed Sam had been a surprise, my dad was a shock. 5 years ago, my dad was a lean 6'4 guy with a clean shaved face and a cap on his head at all times. The man in front of me looked nothing like the man I remembered. He had ballooned up to become a muscle daddy. His body was absolutely massive with everything as wide as it could be. He had a bit of a muscle gut but it suited him. What was more shocking was the way he was dressed up. Gone were the flannel shirts and denims. In front of me was a man wearing tight shorts and a sleeveless vest, with the front completely open. On his chest were 2 very visibly protruding nipple piercings that had caused them to puff out obscenely. My dad was an extremely hirsute guy (always has been) but I could make out some tattoos on his skin as well. "There's my boy," dad rumbled and practically jumped over to where I was standing. He grabbed me in a hug and lifted me off the ground, smashing our chests together. His grip was tight enough to cause my lean muscular body to be absorbed into his bulk, smushing every part of us together. I was impressed, given that I take after my dad and stand at 6'2, which he easily lifted like I was paper. While we were hugging, I could smell the strong smell of sweat, beer and smoke on him, making me a little horny. I had to fight every instinct to not get aroused in front of dad, but it wasn't easy. "Hey dad, long time no see," I said as he let me go and dropped me to the ground. Without responding, dad hugged me again, only this time he sniffled and shook a little. Watching my formerly emotionally steady father cry out of happiness was not what I was expecting. We stood there for half a minute until he composed himself and detached. "A'ight, lets get you in boy" dad said, grabbing one of my things and started to walk towards the house. Sam and I followed him inside, which had changed significantly since I had last seen it. Before, it looked like a bachelor pad with things lying around, packets of easy-made food on the kitchen counter and empty bottles in the corner. Now, it was completely clean with a leather couch in the center, nicely done wallpapers and actual furniture. "What happened here? You guys won a lottery or something?" I was in shock, how did dad and Sam manage all this with their small town plumbing business. My dad let out a big laugh and slapped my back. "All in good time son, for now wash up and come downstairs. We have things to discuss." His tone meant business and even though I was an almost 26 year old successful former business owner, I felt like a ten year old boy that had to do what dad said. Sam helped me carry my stuff upstairs to my old room and left me in there. Normally, I'd take my time to wash up. But dad had meant business when he told me to come downstairs and I had questions of my own. How was their life so different and how were they so different all of a sudden? It made no sense and I needed answers. --- An hour later, the 3 of us were downstairs in the living area drinking beer. Dad and Sam were on either side of the couch while I was sitting opposite them. Dad was worried I was in trouble which is why I had reached out to them. When I told him that wasn't the case and I was just here to figure out my next steps, he looked relieved. He asked me point blank how long was I intending to stay. Unsure of what he wanted to hear, I told them I'd be here for no more than 10 days. "Hell no boy. You come back after 5 years and all you give me is 10 lousy days. You ain't leaving before the months up," my dad laid down the law. By the serious expression on his face, I knew better than to counter. Truthfully, I was relieved. Part of me needed time to figure things out and having a month's time to do so would be perfect. The conversation moved on to other things before I ended up asking about the house and the renovations. On doing so, my dad and my brother shared a look before my dad said anything. "Son, there are things you need to know about us." I kept quiet, letting him continue whatever he needed to tell me. "But first, I wanted to say how sorry I am for how I was when ya told me you were gay." That was a big surprise, considering I never imagined him feeling any remorse. He continued, "you should know, it wasn't because you were gay. Couldn't care less about that. I was just surprised you know, by how brave you were. Braver than your old man could ever be." For the second time that day, I saw my dad cry. Before I could do anything, Sam slid next to him and pulled dad in for a hug. Dad grabbed Sam in his arms and broke down, while Sam gently held him and let him vent it out. If it wasn't my dad and my brother, I'd think they were lovers. It took my dad a few minutes to compose himself, before he sat back up, took a deep breath and stared right into my eyes. "Son, I'm gay too. And so is your brother."

I love to cheat on my husband. I’ll give or take loads on the side without him knowing. It’s such a turn on. We’ve played a little bit together but it’s always fun to do it without him knowing. Recently I’ve been withholding sex from him. Then I go fuck this hot bi married guy down the street. He’s always waiting naked and ass up. I walk in, rim his hole, sniff some poppers and slide my raw dick in. It’s so fun to pump him full of cum instead of my husband. Sometimes he breeds me too but he’s more of a bottom. Eventually when I do fuck my husband, I try to make sure I’ve fucked someone else. I love that he doesn’t know he’s cleaning someone’s ass juices from my dick. It makes me breed my husband even harder than normal. God I love being a slut!

Keep an eye on party listings and quick connect ads on BBRT. There are often cumdumps staying right in the West End near Tottenham Court Road Station (at a certain hotel you'll probably become very familiar with). Let us know how you get on!

Try The Vault, SBN The Bunker on City Rd, Hampstead Heath Clapham Common

The other day I read a Really stupid blog written by Rahmel Reid, that was sent in an Andrew Christian email about “Raw is Law” Where he kept equating “raw sex” with “unprotected sex” yes - sometimes raw sex is the same as having unprotected sex - but both guys are on PrEP, or one is Undetectable, or one is U and on on P - than they are as protected from HIV as two guys using condoms (admittedly they are only protected from HIV and not the other STIs we can get) but it still drove me nuts who little he seemed to know about safer sex so I guess it is just up to us - one a time educating guys about the science

<but there are some where it's just how they're wired.> That's me. And had a relationship with a female who knew, encouraged, and watched, as I had sex with men. That was in the last century, no female ltr for a while (a few short ones though), and still enjoy being used for sex, by men, and women. But do not want to sleep in the same bed with a male. My kinks have changed a little, my attraction to lovely young ladies (and now the gurls) has not changed

I grew up not knowing myDad, I wish I would have been as lucky as him. That is one lucky kid. I hope you continue with this story because it is absolutely awesome and you are obviously I’m very gifted writer.

Need to post this on sniffies.

I've enjoyed giving and receiving a brutal deep throat fuck. When I do this, I or my cocksucker wears an open mouth gag. That way the feeder has wide open access to the cocksucker's throat. The last time I did this I was on my back on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. My fuck bud strapped the pen mouth gag on me and shoved his cock deep down my throat until his ballls were pressed hard on my nose. He held my head tight and started to fuck my throat. Yeah I was choking and gagging but he kept going and finally he nutted deep in my throat. Man I struggled to breathe especially when he was feeding me his load but it was worth it to see the look of total lust in his face and feel his balls slamming into my nose. Best way to orally milk a man.

Wear a jockstrap,. It covers your dick but not your butt.... amazing solution

This is one reason i gave up on safe sex. (The other was Tina...) All of the safe sex. neg guys that i went out with were sooooo boring and vanilla in bed. And the hot, sleazy, leather pigs were all poz. i gave up the bar and internet scene, and started hanging out at the bathhouse on a regular basis. it wasn't long before i was introduced to a variety of chems - - - which led to raw dick, lots of raunchy/kinky sex and converting. (Also, it's how and where i meT my husband!!!) Oink!

Part 2: Talking in your sleep -Hunter: Ian sat next to me in the car and before starting it, I gave him his bag; thankfully his phone had stopped talking but I felt uncomfortable; it was time to face reality, in a way or another. 'I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep'. My favourite radio station seemed to read my mind, I loved 80s music and currently playing song was saying those exact words. Weird things were happening to me lately, music interacting with my thoughts and in some circumstances I heard a voice suggesting or reminding me something! Ian said I should go to see a therapist for this, but I have always thought it's only stress and never considered that advice. "These lyrics are appropriate", I joked towards him. "You're an expert in that subject!" "I never talk while sleeping", he remarked. "If someone does that, it's you! Don't make me repeat what you say in bed." Hit and sunk! "You are a pot calling the kettle black!" I exclaimed trying to hide my own embarrassment. "Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself! Just to mention a song; Eric Clapton, to be more specific." My effort to bring conversation back to songs had poorly failed and I could feel his unusual discomfort; music was his favourite subject to talk about, but clearly not in this case. "Hunter, turn music off! We have to talk, isn't it? Come on, don't leave me hanging, you asshole!" "Well my guy, how to say it..." "Tell me with your own words, what's the fucking matter? You found someone else? You're fed up of me? You're... No, Hunter, don't tell me you went off meds!" "Are you kidding? Off meds, who do you think I am?" My boyfriend did no longer talk and I hadn't alternatives except calling things with their own names: "I take care of your privacy and health, but other men from Internet don't give a damn about it. ...And about you." "You are thinking ill of me, there's no one else in my life! You're the only..." "Most clean looking people are the dirtiest inside", I almost laughed. "Don't play your usual drama queen part because I know your secrets thanks to your speaking phone. HIV fetish included! That's the issue, as rude as I said it." Finally I managed to express it, and now that both of us were aware, it was time to see how further things would go. I could see his face turning red and he kept silent till we entered his bedroom with no one of us able to take the first step; we just sat on the bed, with clothes on and his bag next to him. "I hate your silence", he said after a while. "I never understand if you're angry or what." "And I can't take yours any more! Listen, baby", I cleared my throat and touched his knee. "If you trust me as you say, why did you let a fucking machine talk to me in your place? I don't buy the story about your forgotten wallet. You have left that bag and unlocked phone at my house on purpose! Say it!" I caught him red handed, it was obvious but I knew he'd never admit the truth. "Well, given that you deny the evidence, you're getting what you deserve. Show me you're worthy of my virus!" "But you always say you would never do that..." I took my clothes off and guided his hand to my still soft dick. "Tonight you're not allowed to cum, that'll teach you to poz talk with my gifter without letting me join in! Now strip and kneel down, little fucker, get me hard!" He complished, and meanwhile I turned both his phones completely off; he was totally in my control now! I have never been dominant towards this guy but discovering his kinks somehow clicked a switch in me: time was up, our boring sex life had finally come to an end! "Suck me, Ian", I ordered. "Imagine it's my gifter's charged dick you're taking. Show me how hungry for HIV you are!" He assaulted me with his lips, kissing and licking my dick and balls while I took control of his head; "little neg cunt, you long for my HIV don't you?" He sucked till My shaft grew in his mouth, so I teased him again. "Feel the taste, don't waste a drop of viral fluid!" Ian tried to push me out to say something and I just kept his head in place: "my gift must be deserved, don't talk! Go on, harder!" Another couple of minutes letting him enjoy my precum and suddenly I pulled him off; I did not want him to swallow my seed, not yet at least. "Have I done something wrong?" he asked. "Give me your load!" "'Give me', 'I want', these words do no longer exist from now on. Stay were you belong and show respect to your future gifter. Now climb on your bed, on all fours! Understand?" "Yes, sir! Lube is in the drawer as usual!" "I don't need it!" I spoke softly on purpose, not to be heard by him. Face down, ass up, he knew I loved that position and he expected me to rim him, but this time I wanted things to be differentt: I just started to slide up and down on his ass crack, positioning my cockhead at his entrance. "You're just an empty box", I degraded him. "A worthless negative hole with no energy left." "Fuck me now", he begged while I continued to tease his ass. "Gift me, Hunter!" I slowly approached his hole again and he didn't move. "You're just made for dirty chat, Ian! You're too scared to go all the way!" "Breed me, poz me up good", he implored once more. "Change my life forever!" His words hit me, as sharp arrows; it looked like he was freeing a long time caged animal from inside him. "Blah, blah, blah, that's all you can do!" I challenged him. "If you really intend to chase, push this unmedicated fuck tool into you!"

Yesterday afternoon I called my friend to wish him a happy birthday, his wife answered the phone, so being polite I asked Julie how she was and how the children, then asked if Carl was interested in coming over for a few beers for his birthday, Carl knows beer is code for do you want to fuck me. So Julie yells out to Carl saying that I was on phone and wanted to know I he wanted to come over to my place for a few beers to celebrate his birthday, of course Carl said yes and to give 20 minutes to have a shower as he had just gotten back from work. 25 minutes later Carl is knocking on my door, I let him and grab a couple beers and go into lounge room, I promptly undress and bend over the coffee table for Carl, who in turn is undressing and kneeing down behind and pushing his cock into my hole, whilst doing so he tells me he hasn't cummed in about two weeks as his wife doesn't want to get pregnant, and is he wants to has sex with her, he needs to getting snipped, which Carl doesn't want. So I become his outlet to releasing all his seed into, unless he pulls out of her when he cums which he see's a waste of his seed. I mean he is potent his sperm count is massive and all strong swimmers as there last 2 children were accidents as he hadn't pulled out of her fast enough. So to my delight as we drank our beers and fucked watch some hot BB porn I was going to get bred, 45 minutes into him fucking he came and there was a lot of cum, couldn't get the butt plug into me fast enough as it started coming out, Once the butt plug was in I turned around and sucked his cock clean, finished our beers and we went and had shower where he bent me over and took me again as he was feeling so horny, he left my place by 6:30pm. I then went to the Den on the Gold Coast and took 3 anon loads.

I've used them before and they're available in the US too. I've had buds use them too as they're truly anonymous and you can do it in private with no one knowing. If you do get a positive result, try not to freak out as you're more likely to get a false positive than a false negative. If you get a positive result, then go to a clinic to get tested to be sure. I had a bud who got a positive result, and he went absolutely crazy, was messaging pretty much everyone he hooked up with regularly telling them to get tested. One of the guys he played with talked him through it and got him to go get tested at a clinic and sure enough, it turned out to be a false positive.

My friend asked if I would be up for a fuck party. A guy in DC was hosting and made it clear that all fucking was bareback Also all bottoms could refuse no dick we went there and got in about 9:00 pm It was crowded I just took off all clothes and lay on stomach on one bed I think I must have had 7 guys fuck me. Highlight was two young guys who DP me while I was sucking a guy Both blew their loads deep in me

Part 3 Stu: Danny wasn’t bad for his first time sucking dick. He even tried to deep throat my cock. He failed, but it was good to see how eager he was. As much as I liked him sucking me, I really wanted my cock in his ass. I gave him suggestions on what to do with his mouth and tongue while sucking cock. I told him to lick my balls which were very full. It felt amazing so I got him to suck each one into his mouth. He looked so hot down between my legs sucking and licking all over my cock and balls. He would stare at them as he explored and then would look up to see my expression. The smile on my face would change as I would moan and then go back to a smile. I knew he was a virgin to anal sex. I wasn’t even sure he had played with the dildos he took from my grandmother’s toy box. Yes, I had checked and found the box with just the vibrator in it in the trash. I was going to go as far as Danny would let me today. Hopefully that meant he would walk out of my house today with his ass cherry popped. I pulled him back up and kissed him again, tasting my precum in his mouth. I whispered in his ear “Tell me if you want me to stop” and he replied back breathlessly “Please… Don’t stop… I want to try more.” Those words were magic to my ears. We definitely couldn’t do everything, but I was going to get the basics covered. We rolled over and I got him on his back. I licked and kissed down his neck to his shaved chest. I sucked on his right nipple and then gently bit on it. Without a piercing in it, it was much more pleasurable to him than when he bit mine. I thought that the perfect eraser head nipples he had would look even better if they were pierced like mine. I could feel his cock throb against my body each time I flicked my tongue or bit his nip. Danny’s hands were resting on my head as I worked his nipple over and followed me down until I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. He gasped again, just like he had done upstairs when I first sucked his cock. I sucked on the head, tasting the precum that was now dripping out of his cock. I spent a few minutes bobbing on the steel-like shaft, but I wanted more. I pulled off his cock and pushed his legs back. He grabbed his feet and pulled back, revealing his lightly haired butt. I kind of chuckled and wondered if he had watched some gay porn like I had suggested, since grabbing his legs like that isn’t a natural move. I licked up the underside of his shaft and then went back down. I started a little lower this time, from the top of his taint and up his cock. A few more trips and my tongue was right at his virgin hole. All I tasted was sweat and knew that Danny’s hole was clean enough to not create a mess. I consider myself kinky, but dirty holes are one thing that turns me off. I rolled him back a little more, so he was mostly on his shoulders. His athletic body was having no problems holding this position and soon my face would be buried between his butt cheeks. Gasp isn’t a strong enough word to describe when I started to rim his hole. He sucked half of the air out of the room and then yelled out “oh my fucking god!” I was happy we were in the insulated basement or I’m sure the neighbors would have been calling the cops. I wasn’t entirely sure he hadn’t cum from the first few seconds of my tongue flicking over and then poking into his butthole. I could feel the muscles in his ass ring flex and wink around my tongue. I was pretty sure I had taken him to a pleasure point he had never been to before. The whimpers and moans that followed his exclamation let me know that he was enjoying it. The penetration that was going to happen soon was probably going to be a little painful compared to the ecstasy he was now in, so I did my best to get his hole prepared. My tongue and fingers helped get his hole to relax and open up slightly. Once one finger seemed to slide in easily, I pressed in with two fingers. His hole was soaked in my spit and there was plenty inside too. I got three fingers in and could twist them around easily and garner a good moan out of Danny. I really wished I had a video so I could see the expressions on his face, but maybe I’ll do that another time. — Danny: I spent so much time licking and sucking on Stu’s cock. I know it was longer than the first time I had sex with a girl, since that lasted only about fifteen minutes. His voice was so reassuring and only a couple times did he tell me to not do something. When he told me to lick his balls I thought he was crazy. I did it and he really seemed to enjoy it and then he told me to suck one into my mouth. It was a weird feeling and it was hard to keep my teeth away, but it was really amazing to see how much pleasure I was giving him. I wasn’t sure what to do next and it seemed Stu was reading my mind. He pulled me up on top of him again and we kissed. As awkward as all of the kissing I did with girlfriends was, this was so natural and erotic. Our tongues brushed against each other and the spit was moving back and forth between our mouths. He then told me quietly to let him know if I wanted him to stop. Stop wasn’t in my vocabulary at this point. Everything we had done had felt so good, I just wanted to keep going. I know I said something silly like “I want to do everything” but in reality, I really did. The pleasure I was getting from Stu today was infinitely more than all of my previous sexual encounters combined and we had only gotten to foreplay and oral sex. It was at that point I realized that we probably were going to move to anal sex. I panicked. I had played with the smaller dildo that I had taken from Stu’s grandmother’s box, but it had hurt when I had tried to put it in. I tried a few things to help it go in - spit, lotion, even some cooking oil I snuck out of the kitchen. Nothing seemed to help and all I got was a sore hole. Guys in the porn videos didn't seem to have a problem even taking huge dildos so I didn't know what I was doing wrong. Stu licked his way down my body just like I had done to him and spent some time working on my nipple. He bit it like I had tried (and had seen on some of the gay porn I saw) but instead of the pain he got, I had waves of pleasure. My list of things to ask Stu was now getting longer again to include what I had done good and bad. Stu pushed my legs back and I remembered from a few of the porn videos, the guy grabbed his feet to hold them wide and give the other guy better access. I tried to do the same thing and I’m pretty sure Stu laughed. He started sucking on my cock again but this time only lasted a few minutes. He then started licking up the length of my cock, from the base to the tip. And then he started lower… and lower. I didn’t know that the part of me between my asshole and cock could feel so good, but that’s what his tongue did. My heart was thumping in my chest and then he took it up a few notches all at once. When his tongue started going over my hole, I couldn’t believe the pleasure. I gasped like I never had before and then screamed out something. I could feel my hole start to quiver as he licked and sucked and prodded it. I had never really thought of my ass as a place of pleasure before, but Stu was showing me it was. When his finger circled around my hole and then pressed in I got scared again. His finger was a lot thinner than the dildo and with all of the spit I could feel it went in a lot easier. It still was tight, but nothing like the pain of the dildo. He used his fingers and tongue to get my hole stretched open and I think he stopped when he got three fingers in all at once. It was feeling really good and then he pulled them out and leaned back. I felt so empty. He reached over and got a bottle of something off the table next to the bed. He opened the cap and then held it to his nose and breathed in. He did it again and then put the bottle to my nose, pushing the other nostril closed. “Breathe deep” he said in a soothing tone. I did and felt a rush rip through my body. “Again” he said and the rush got even deeper. Stu put the cap on and then rolled my body on to my upper back and I felt the tip of his cock rub over my hole. “Relax, Danny. It’s going to hurt a bit at first and then feel really good” Stu said. I remembered the dildo and I tensed up. “Relax” he told me again. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and then felt the pressure at my hole. He pulled back and then I felt some cool liquid drip on my hole and then he pushed back in. Several seconds later, I could feel his cock pop past the ring and start to slide in. He rocked his hips and nudged in deeper each time. I let out a groan and he pulled back and added more liquid. He slipped in easier this time and soon I could feel him get deeper inside me. I opened my eyes and I could see Stu staring at me with a huge grin on his face. Each stroke of his cock was longer than the one before it and while it was a little painful at first, he was right that the pain started to fade away. It felt like he was pumping a foot or more of cock into me each time, but I knew his cock wasn’t that long. In fact, I couldn’t even feel his body hit mine like in the porn I had watched. —— Stu: Now was the moment I had been waiting for. He hadn’t said anything about condoms. I was glad since I hated the feel of the things and I really wanted to breed him. I reached over to the table and grabbed a bottle of poppers. They weren’t really fresh, but would have to do. I took a couple hits and they seemed to be ok and then I leaned forward and got Danny to do the same. The expression on his face told me that he felt them hit him and hopefully between them and the prep on his hole he could take my cock. I lowered his body back down and my stiff cock rode along his butt crack. The precum that was dripping out, along with the spit, might have been enough lube but I didn’t want to take any chances and coated my cock with some real lube. The head of my cock was teasing Danny’s hole and I added a bit of pressure. He was tight and I told him to relax. He did a little but not enough. I dripped some of the lube between the mushroom head of my cock and the puckered opening and tried again. This time I got in a little bit, the flared head got just inside the outer ring. The piercing tugged on my cock as it pushed in, adding to my pleasure. I rocked my hips a bit but I could tell he needed a bit more lube. That did the trick and soon I was fucking my cock deeper into his no longer virgin hole. The strokes got longer each time and I could tell that his sphincter had now stretched enough to let me drive in harder. I knew from experience that my cock was leaking a lot of precum as I fucked and was lubing Danny’s chute a little more with each thrust. He definitely seemed to be enjoying it and before I knew it I was giving him three quarters of my cock at a time. My balls were swaying as I leaned in and let his legs rest on my shoulders. I really couldn’t tell what he was saying quietly as I fucked but it didn’t seem to be “stop.” I sped up a little to see if he could take it and the moans got louder. I slowed again and tried to push deeper. The loud grunt from Danny told me that was deep enough for now. I kept plowing his hole and was surprised at how well he was taking it. Many of the virgins I had fucked only lasted five or ten minutes at the most. We had more than doubled that but I could tell that Danny was getting close. The stimulation was too much from my cock sliding in and out and nudging his prostate. He had reached up and stroked his cock occasionally, but never for more than a couple strokes at a time. I felt my balls start to pull up and that was followed by my cock swelling. Danny’s eyes opened wide as he felt his hole get filled with the extra girth and he started to stroke his cock. On the fourth stroke he started to shoot his cum all over his chest and face. I could feel the spurts as his hole squeezed tight around my shaft each time another rope of cum flew out of his cock. As he shot the third rope, my cock joined in pulsing my own spurts of cum and coating the inside of Danny’s colon. It had been a long time since I felt that many shots come out of of my cock when breeding a guy. Danny’s own orgasm had milked a lot of my cum out. After both of us stopped shooting I fell forward on to Danny’s chest. His legs wrapped around me and we laid there a moment before we began kissing. A few minutes later, my cock had softened enough to plop out of his hole and I’m sure a lot of my seed dribbled out of the battered hole. We rolled on to our sides and then I may have dozed off for a few minutes. —— Danny: Stu got into a good rhythm driving his cock into my ass. As the pain faded I could really enjoy it and wondered if the girls I had fucked had gotten as much pleasure as I was getting now. Or maybe they just felt the painful part. It seemed to go in waves through my body as he fucked me. Fucked is a terrible description, though. It wasn’t love either, since I didn’t have those kinds of feelings for Stu. It was just sex for the pleasure of it. I know when I had fucked those girls I had a rather mechanical motion of just going in and out. It didn’t feel natural and I really had no idea what I was doing. Stu, on the other hand, was good. The motions were so fluid and he varied the speed, depth and intensity to make it more enjoyable. I tried to jack my cock while he fucked me like I had seen in the porn videos, but each time I could only do one or two strokes before I felt like I was going to shoot my load. I wanted to keep going, so I would wait a while, stroke my cock once or twice and then wait again. Precum was dripping all over my abs like never before. I didn’t know if I was going to have any liquid left in my body to cum when it finally happened, but I wasn’t going to worry about it since I felt so good. I was mumbling nonsensical words as he plowed into me since I couldn’t verbalize how good it felt. Occasionally “fuck yeah”, “oh my god yes!” or similar phrases came out. At one point Stu pushed even deeper inside of me and I felt a sharp pain. I grunted like I had never done before. It was a sound from deep within my body that was completely involuntary. I guess I wasn’t going to feel all of Stu’s cock in me today. Maybe I could work up to that. What the hell, I’m already planning on him fucking me again? Maybe I’m not a good sex partner and he won’t want to do this again. He did say he liked to play around. Maybe he fucks a guy once and moves on. Shit, why do I over think these things. My hole started to feel sore and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go. My balls were starting to ache too from edging too long, so I started to stroke my cock until I shot my load. It didn’t take much either - a half dozen gentle strokes caused my cock to erupt, shooting big spurts of cum all over my chest and face. On the second or third shot, I heard Stu growl and slam into my ass. When he went that deep earlier, I had a searing pain shoot through my body, but this time I was too wrapped up in blowing my load. I felt a warmth fill me up like I had never felt before. I guess it was at this time I realized Stu had never put on a condom. I wasn’t going to get pregnant but all of those “safe sex” lectures in high school suddenly flashed in my head. They disappeared just as quickly too, as the euphoria from my orgasm blocked out any other thoughts. When our orgasms ended, Stu crawled up my body and kissed me. It was an intimate kiss that did nothing to help my cock soften. We rolled on our sides after I felt his cock fall out of my hole. We kissed a bit longer and then we looked into each other’s eyes. Stu drifted off a few minutes and I just kept watching him. I was no longer a virgin to gay sex and he had taken it. It felt so good, so much better than I felt after the first girl I fucked.

It's always funny to me when a hardcore bareback pig doesn't smoke because "its bad." Light up, boys. Cum to Marlboro Country.

2. Our dinner ended up turning into drinks, which turned into getting home late. Mike was in a wild mood after his day of getting fucked and I was along for the ride. We crashed back into our apartment around three in the morning both drunker than we meant to be. The next morning, I woke up late. I had the day off, and nowhere to be so I just laid in bed, naked, with my morning wood pressing into my sheets, slightly hung over. As I stroked my cock a little I thought about what Mike had said the day before about not getting off any more. It, well, it intrigued me somehow. How could he keep from coming for long periods of time I wondered? As I edged slowly I started to feel that just my own hand around my cock wasn’t what I needed. Hearing Mike get destroyed yesterday had me in a bottoming mood. I needed a hard, raw cock of my own. I got on Scruff and started looking. I felt picky. I wanted someone I wouldn’t normally chat up. Someone a little older than me, beefy, hairy. I wanted a man, a daddy to come take my hole. Then there he was a hot bald guy with a bare broad chest covered in dark hair. He was 56 said his profile, 6’-1” and 210. He was perfect. I didn’t muck around with being coy. I messaged him and told him I thought he was hot. He responded quickly, saying thank you and telling me I was hot too. He asked what I was doing and in response I sent him a picture of me laying in bed, the sheets barely covering my hard cock. Damn boy, you trying to get me hard. Maybe, I replied, and unlocked my album. He responded with his. I was suddenly confronted with a long fat cock in a nest of salt and pepper hair. My cock twitched. I needed him. Fuck Sir! I messaged back You want that hard cock boy? Yes! When are you free? Right now! You want my load? Yes! Please come breed me. I sent him my address, and then he was on his way. I didn’t bother getting dressed. I just pulled on a Bike jock, and waited. It didn’t take him long to buzz my building and then the hot daddy was in my apartment. I greeted him at the door in my jock, he grinned and started to strip off. I had intended to get him into my bedroom but I knew Mike was gone at work till later that evening, so I didn’t stop him. I wanted him so bad that honestly it didn’t matter. This feeling though, wasn’t really anything new, I had been in a horny cock lust before, what was different was the decision I had come to when I saw the man expose his own slightly yellowed jock… I was not going to get off in this encounter; this was about him and my hole, not my cock. “Fucking sexy horny boy,” he said in a seductive low growl. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. I he pressed his bearded face against my lips and I opened my mouth to accept him inside. He kissed me passionately, and I happily accepted him. His hands roamed over my body, pulling at me, and pressing me. He walked me slowly back towards the couch, and eventually knocked me back onto it. He broke our kiss, and I was now eye level with his bulging jock. Without prompting I pulled the pouch to the side and allowed his fat cock to spring aside. It was just as it had been in the pictures. Fat, long, with a broad head, sprouting from a thick mass of salt and pepper pubes, it bobbed in front of my face. I swallowed hard, getting my mouth wet and swallowed half of it in one go. He groaned and put his hands on the back of my head. I pushed forward, opening my throat. I was no stranger to swallowing a thick cock, and I put all my skills into this. Spit was dripping from the corners of my mouth and my chin was slick when he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and smiled. He looked down at me, my mouth still open, and without warning, spat in my mouth. I swallowed. “Now, ass up boy, I’m going to eat that hole before I breed it” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I flipped over so my back was on the back of the couch and my hole was presented to him. He dove right in. His beard was perfectly rough against my furry cheeks and his wide tongue lapped at my hole. I moaned into the couch cushions as I felt him slowly start to open me up. His tongue applied a steady flick that made my pucker twitch and then flutter open. He dove deeper and deeper with each flick till his tongue was flicking in and out of my hole. He was steadily fucking me with his tongue and I was grunting happily into the couch for God knows how long. I felt like putty in his hands. “Fuck, I could eat your ass all day boy, but we both know that’s not what you need is it?” “No, Sir.” “What do you need boy?” He was now rubbing his fingers against my hole. “I need your cock. I need you to breed me.” “Good answer boy.” Then I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock against my hole. A big drop of spit fell on my hole and he started to press in. I took a deep breath and pressed out, opening my hole for him. We both groaned as he slid deep inside me. I whimpered, and he started to fuck me. It was exactly the fuck I had needed. Deep and hard, his cock head banged against my prostate over and over and my pussy stretched slowly around his cock. I felt myself growing looser and wetter as he used me. He kept his hands on my hips, holding me into place as he fucked me. Over and over again he slide in and out of me, till sweat sprung up on both of our bodies. We were panting, and he was pounding deeper and deeper. I had started grunting and begging for his load. Then finally he grunted, “I’m going to breed your sweet cunt boy. Take my fucking load.” “God! Yes! Breed me!” I breathed out in ecstasy as I felt load after load of cum spurt into my hole. He collapsed forward, resting on my back. “Flip over boy, lets see that cock shoot.” “No, sir,” I said, “Please. I want this to just be about your load.” “Good boy, that’s fucking hot.” He slowly pulled out. “In that case. I’ll go and leave you to enjoy your cummy hole.” I watched him get dressed, and then before leaving say “Hit me up when you want another load.” When the door closed behind him I breathed heavily for a minute. That had been so hot, and unlike my usual hookups I wasn’t satiated. I was still horny as fuck, and possibly starting to understand what Mike had meant.

HENRY’S SENTENCE – PART 3 'Weren't you scared you'd be arrested?' says Adam, the journalist, add he lays his phone on the table and presses record, glancing around the visitation room as if saying, are you an idiot? I shrug, fidgeting on the chair, my trousers wet from the guards' morning loads leaking from my hole and through my ripped pants. 'What happened after?' says Adam. 'The next morning,' I start, 'I woke, a little shaken, I'll admit. Remembering what had happened to those who had been caught... What might happen afterwards... I have some insight into that now, but I didn't then. And then the memory of being tricked... The toothless, misty-eyed old man using my hole... But something inside me was excited. I felt emboldened...' Breakfast was brief and mum and dad were distracted. Too distracted to notice the silvery tip of Ayo's cock hanging just before the line of his shorts, which clung to his thighs and arse like a wet t-shirt. For my benefit, I was sure of it. 'With me today?' he asks, but I shake my head, finishing my orange juice. 'Thought I'd take a wander into town...' He nods. 'Be careful. Behave.' He all but winks. I leave, toast in hand and stand with a few others at a nearby bus stop. The bus is rusted and crowded, but I'm swift enough to find a seat, albeit cramped. We ride for ten minutes or so, the bare knee of the man next to me firmly against my own. He grins at me but says nothing and with the vibrations of the bus and his warm flesh against my own, I feel my dick harden. We stop intermittently until one stop causes a stir. I'm sat near the back but there's shouting at the front. Everyone leans into the window, pressing into me. Several men are being dragged from the bus by police. They're thrown into the back of an unmarked van, the doors slammed as the bus slowly drives on. But standing at the side of the road is a familiar face - the policeman from yesterday with the gold teeth. He stands smoking as the other policeman rush around him and hold a car door open for him, and as he leans to get in, our eyes meet for a fleeting moment, and I’m sure he sneers. My heart is racing. I'm sweating. 'Not used to the heat?' whispers the man next to me. I apologise and try to move my sweaty knee from his, but instead he slides farther into the seat and smiles at me, pressing himself against me. My breathing normalises and I smile back, my cock beginning to grow again. He glimpses around the packed bus, then without looking, slides his warm, coarse hand onto my knee and up my thigh. The bus jerks and bumps as he slides my fly open and slips his hand in and around my cock, squeezing it gently. Then we all fly forward as the bus comes to a halt and I realise it's my stop. I move to stand up and he lets go of me and winks as I zip myself back up and disembark. As the bus drives on, I stand, my cock still raging in the heat. On my left is a hardware store and on my right, a restaurant and in between the two is a dirt road. I begin my walk. There are wooden houses scattered about, all painted different colours, but I soon see the one I'm after. It's painted blue and stands alone, a good distance from the others. I ready myself and walk up to the door, giving it a swift three knocks. It opens instantly to a man, stood behind a screen, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looks me up and down but says nothing. 'A friend said I should visit,' I say. 'He says I'll fit in, as it were.' my pulse was throbbing and my cock had shrunken, my balls tiny in retreat. What if I was in the wrong place?! He nods to an iron sign that merely States the price, so I show him my money and he opens the screen. He takes the cash and ushers me in. 'No clothes beyond that point,' he nods to a door. 'You must leave everything here.' For a second, I contemplate everything in my pockets and how I'd get home if anything goes missing, but the thought of what might lie behind that door drives me on. So, I strip down to my bare arse and hand him my pile of belongings. His lips twitch into a smile as he looks me up and down, and in I go. Inside it's dark. Occasional dim fairy lights line the skirting boards. The floor creaks and up ahead, I see shadows and shapes passing by. I draw in a shaky breath and move forward, a hand outstretched to the wall for balance. When I make it 'round the corner, most of the guys are so dark, I can barely make them out, but there are all shapes and sizes. And from many of the shadows and shapes protrude thick, long erections. In one room off the corridor, there's a mattress on the floor. I crawl into it and lay flat on my stomach. Immediately the little light from the hallway is blocked out by men hovering at the door. I hear them enter. Feel their hands run along my legs and arse, they're breaths cool my back. There must be at least three of them, but I see nothing, only inches of darkness between me and the wall. A warm tongue prises my cheeks apart and I feel it slip around my cunt like the two know each other well. I groan and push back. A hand finds its way to my face and a bottle of poppers slides under my nose. I inhale, deeply and lift my hips as the Rimmer's tongue forces its way inside me. The guy with the poppers slides between me and the wall, pushing me onto all fours as he plops his thick flaccid meat into my mouth. I waste no time enveloping it, sucking and licking, sliding down his shaft, taking his balls into my mouth, lifting them to access his arse. I go to town on him just like the rimmer is on me. The third guy's hands find their way to my stiff dick and start massaging. Then the rimmer withdraws his tongue and I feel him move in closer as he parts my legs to make way. His fingers feel my hole, slipping in and out, two at a time, whilst the guy in my mouth has grown hard and is sliding in and out of me, moaning in delight. The third guy moves round to join him and from the sounds of things, the guy in my mouth is sucking guy number three, the two moaning in sync. Then I feel the rimmer’s bellend as it presses into my cunt. Poppers find their way to my nose again and I take another breath and hold it, forcing myself backwards. He’s big. Thick, like a coke can and he works his meat in a circle, pressing it into my hole. I feel myself stretching and it’s on that line between pleasure and pain, round and round, pushing forcefully until there’s an actual pop and his head slips inside, but he pulls out immediately and keeps working my arse in a circular motion to open me up even more. He slides in again, then straight out, round and round, in and out, until suddenly, my mouth full of hard meat, he thrusts his entire length and I feel my insides shift up, but there’s nowhere for me to move and he pulls out again, leaving me hollow. He repeats this, round and round, all the way in and out until suddenly he fills me and starts pounding as hard as he can, pulling all the way out until the tip is just resting on my cunt, then slamming back in balls deep. Number Three kneels down and I feel his stiff cock press into my cheek, so I slip between him and the other guy in my mouth, sliding down both their dark lengths, occasionally trying to get both in my mouth at once, but their bellends are so beautifully thick, there’s no chance. I get the poppers again as the guy fucking me falls into a more comfortable rhythm and as they take hold, it’s ecstasy, every part of me filled and fucked. Then the guy in my arse says something I don’t understand and the other two guys pullout from my mouth. I look up in question, but the guy behind me pulls me on my back, on top of him so I’m laid flat, and slips his meat back up me. The third guy moves between our legs. I can see him now, tall, slim, huge, low-hanging balls, almost entirely black bar the whites of his eyes and the tip of his leaking cock as the lights outside catch it glistening. He presses it to my hole and I gasp, confused. I’m already full, but he continues to press into me. I put one hand on the floor to push myself up and another on his chest to push him away, but the guy beneath me takes my legs and pulls them back and farther apart, gripping my wrists at the same time. I say no. I moan and cry out, but the third guy forces down with his thick shaft until I feel myself start to tear and inch by inch, he slides inside me, his cock wedged between the other guy’s and my cunt walls. Both of them feel bigger and harder than ever as they slide in and out of me in alternate thrusts and the other guy slops his cock back into my mouth, shoving poppers under my nose, so as I’m forced to inhale. He keeps them there for too long. Forces his cock all the way down my throat so I gag and even in the dark, I see spots in front of my eyes, my head lolling back. Then he pulls them away and steps over me so all I can see is him as he rides my mouth. My hole stings and I can hear the sloppy mess of it as two enormous black cocks slide in and out at their will, pulling me further and further apart. I feel like the pain’s never going to end and I have no way of stopping it, then as the poppers peak and start to calm, the pain subsides a little. I just feel so full, I can’t stop pushing back, but that just seems to egg them on as my arse nearly unfolds, I’m pushing so hard I feel like my innards are going to fall out, but they fight back, thrust after thrust. The guy in my mouth is so wet and salty, I can feel he’s nearing his end, then the other two begin to speed up, power-thrusting into me at the same time. I have absolutely no control. All I can do is inhale the musty air, filled with poppers and that intoxicating black sweat. It drips onto me from the guy in my mouth and I’m so hot and high in that moment, I want all of him in me. I’m shuffling back and forth across the guy’s chest beneath me as they push and push as if they just can’t get enough, until the guy beneath me calls out and groans and the other guy on top ploughs his load into me, wheezing and gasping. Then the guy in my mouth explodes and he continues to ride my mouth, messing his cum all over my face and down my throat. Then he climbs off me and I feel the guy on top slop out of my cunt, dripping with so much cum. The guy beneath me is still hard, but the other two pull me off so he can catch his breath. I fall onto my back and put a hand to my hole and it’s gaping, so pungent I can taste the other two loads, metallic and thick and I’m so slick, my entire hand nearly slips inside me. The three men wipe themselves down and move to leave, but one of them hangs back, looks down at me as I lie on my back, panting, holding my hole with my hand, my cock rock solid and leaking down my abdomen. Then he calls something out – shouts it, before leaving. I still for a moment, catching my breath in recovery. Then I hear footsteps and laughing, and I think they’ve forgotten something, except it’s not them. It’s other guys. All dark skinned, all hung by the looks of things, all peering in. They look around the room as if to check the coast is clear, then one by one, they pile in. The first one takes me under my arms and flips me onto my stomach, feeling about my cunt with no grace at all, punching it with his fingers then smelling them. He shouts something back to the others who surround me, then he climbs on top as another guy holds me down. Another emerges from the darkness and holds me by my jaw, forcing a pill into my mouth and holding it shut until I swallow. Then the guy on top slides his cock all the way inside me with no warning and begins to fuck me. A strangeness starts to come over me. I’ve never done chems before. Floaters fill my eyes like static television and I can taste metal, but I barely have time to think as the guy on top fucks my gaping cunt. Soon, my body starts to tingle… I’m torn from my story as the journalist coughs on his cigarette and I give him a minute to catch his breath before I continue. Then I hear the guard approaching and his hands rattle the handle. Adam puts his hand up for five more minutes. I hear the guard grunt, then he must nod, because he leaves. ‘So,’ says Adam. ‘How did you get out of there?’ TO BE CONTINUED… Hey Guys, Hope you enjoy. More parts coming soon. I'm hoping to do multiple parts a week if people want them? I've noticed other students also adding info for tips here, so I'm doing the same, though it's not required - I just want people to read and enjoy really. Happy to survive on protein donations from the many men who enter me daily, but if you fancy buying me a drink, here's my Monzo - Venmo doesn't exist in the UK! [think before following links] https://monzo.me/andrewjames37

Once you start bb it's hard to go back to condoms. Your risk is definately higher for getting hiv. You have to decide if the risk is worth it. For most of us it is. I only take it raw, but it took a couple years for me to get there. Take your time to decide how far you like to go.