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Been married/monogamous past 5 years but hubby and I sex life has cooled off - so I recently started BBRT account to chat/swap pics - what can I say, get off on attention I wasn't getting from him. Mostly just chat, have video JO sesh once or twice but never met up... well, until our trip to Hawaii last week. I was cruising on the apps while he napped- I have limited personal info, nice dick pic, so usually get anon profiles to respond. Started chatting with a local guy in the area who says he can host. He says he's vers but feeling "99.9% top" that day. I tell him I'll try and sneak away later in the afternoon if I can come up with an excuse... Before meeting up, I shower and do a quick douche to clean out. I decide to hit up the hotel gym after. Its empty apart from some hot gym daddy on weights. I start getting nice and sweaty - it was humid AF and the air didn't seem to be working. Every once in awhile I catch gym daddy sneaking a peak at my ass - is he checking me out? I keep making glances his way, we finally make eye contact and I get a smirk from him. He def has a wedding ring on but the thought of a married daddy gets me excited. Shortly after, the next time I look over he has his shirt off - and he has a nice ripped, hairy chest - he's sweating, and drops his weight and starts rubbing his crotch. Doesn't take long for me to make my way over to the weight rack next to him - by this point, I'm trembling. I haven't fucked around with anyone aside from my partner in years, but I'm so horny by this point I'm about to burst. I stare at him in the mirror, then get on my knees. Before I know it he has his cock out - sweaty, girthy, and rock hard. I start sucking him off - literally in the middle of this hotel gym. A quick glance around shows no cameras - but I know its only a matter of time before someone comes in. I ask if he has a place to go - his wife is upstairs he tells me. We decide to head to the bathroom and before long he has his tongue up my hole, cleaning up my sweat and prepping me for his dick. I don't use condoms with my husband, so when he presses the head of his cock against my hole, I have a quick moment of panic.... but the inner cum slut in me begs for it all. I suck him some more and get him lubed up, then slowly take his dick. It has been 6 months since having sex for me so it takes awhile before I can adjust to his raw dick inside, have to take a few breaks, before I sit him down on the bench in the shower and am able to take him all inside me. Before long, I'm riding him hard - he lasts maybe 5 min before shooting his load deep inside me. He kisses me long and hard before I slide off him, a few drops of cum drip down on his stomach - which I lick up. He gets dressed and leaves before I do the same....get back to my phone and notice new notification from the guy I'd previously messaged asking when I'm free. Head back to hotel room - husband still asleep so I wake him up to say I will be running to the store (for drinks/snacks) and does he need anything? I quickly rush to guy #1 place where he's already waiting. He asks how long I have - maybe 15-20min? Before I head to the store and get back to the hubs. He pushes me onto the bed and kisses me long and hard, his tongue down my throat driving me wild. I didn't cum with gym daddy (just took his load) so by this point I'm rock hard. Local guy goes down on me, and I start oozing precum. He turns me over and starts eating me out - I wonder if he could taste gym daddy's load in there? We spend a couple more minutes of me sucking his cock, 69 each other, and he keeps rimming me and by this point I know he has tasted the load. I notice he has fresh poppers - after the first hit, I go wild. Begging him for his cock - he opens a condom which I quickly throw aside. I'm monogamous/neg I tell him - and want his load, which drives him wild. He lubes up and slides right into me - he is maybe 6in but girthy, and I can feel his dick mixing in with gym daddy's load. He kisses me long and hard as he fucks me, sweat dripping on both of us (do none of these places have A/C??). He asks how bad I want it, and I'm moaning with pleasure, as he thrusts deeper and deeper into me. Eventually I cum hands free, buckets of cum all over my chest. He takes a break and then without warning, scoops up my load, presses it against my hole, and then start fucking my own cum back inside my hole. I stay rock hard this entire time - I've never had a guy do that before. So now I have gym daddy load and my own inside, he's fucking me in and out and before long he has a long hard thrust into me again. I can feel his cock pulsating as I take his big load - he told me it had been 5 days since he last came, and I can tell its a big one. He stays inside me and we make out deeply again - I can't believe I just cheated but damn this was such a fucking hot experience. As he slides his cock out of me, he reaches for a towel but before he can wipe off his cock I grab him. I get down on my knees and start cleaning off his cock in my mouth - mixture of lube and cum from multiple people. He's moaning again and when I'm done he stands me up and we make out some more - hot, sloppy, cum kiss. Make my way to the store, and by the time I get back to my hotel my hubby is awake. I head to the bathroom and can feel the loads in me about to come out so I turn on the shower to make some noise. I've never tried felching but have always thought it was hot. I decide to sit down over one of those hotel wine glasses and the cum starts flowing out of me. Local guy and gym daddy musta had huge loads, in addition to my own that was fucked inside me. The smell drives me wild and before taking a second guess - I'm drinking down the entire cup - sweet and salty, thick and creamy. As I shower, I get hard again thinking of the cum leaking out my hole and manage to jack off again. Finally cleaned up - I exit the bathroom and get ready for dinner with the hubby... Never cheated before but the inner cum whore in me truly felt more alive in this moment than I have in 5 years of marriage. Might be time to talk about opening the relationship....

A 10 day festival just started in my city and literally every park and square is filled with free stages. One of the coolest events in Belgium of the year and finally after 3 years it's back! I was dancing a bit and already had some drinks when I guy I had eyecontact with started dancing with me. It started very casual but after some time i felt him pushing against me so we shared a little kiss. He asked me to join him to his house but on the way we passed a park and the need was too high so he pushed me on my knees quickly. Walking home with cum inside my hole now, nice start of the festival 🙂

Here I am with these men who are scary looking; The four of them are in their 30s and well built with a lot of tattoos. as one says to the other, here is prine pussy, not like the faggots we fucked in prison. One of them tells the others at least you had something to fuck as I was in solitary confinement for two years. Look for the supply and finds a bag, then empty it. WOW, we are going to have a real party. My brother has told me nothing as I can't run away as all I'm wearing is this jock strap. as they look at the parTy supplies, I'm getting the feeling this was all set up as one comes over and starts to kiss me. He pulls away and says you want to do this easy or hard as we don't care; either way, we will wreck your holes with our dicks. The mean one smiles at me and motions me to come over; he grabs my skinny arm, puts on a strap, then finds a vein. He looks me in the eye and says you will have a good time as the plunger goes in and the belt is released; I fall back onto the bed as dicks come from me at all angles for me to suck. They bend me in half with my head over the edge of the bed and my legs by my shoulders. The one by my ass knows how to eat and treat me as his tongue is doing beautiful things to my ass hole, but my throat will be sore when they finish with me. As soon as he cums the one fucking my throat enters my ass. The one fucking my throat pulls out, and I see him putting some powder on the head of his dick. He is not gentle but seems desperate as he drives right in like you have 1 minute to fuck; until it starts burning. The look on his face is red and angry as the others cheer him on. I guess this is how they fuck in prison. In less than 10 minutes, all four of them fuck me and gave me large loads. They sit back looking at the parTy supplies and start slamming themselves and me again. Maybe 30 minutes later, the one in solitary confinement comes over and tells me to suck his dick as he has to make up for lost time. It does not take him long to get hard; he is going long and slow this time but now slapping me on my ass cheeks. They like that I'm not giving them problems like some do in prison, so they don't have to tune me up. I know I will be here for a while, so my brother was kind enough to leave plenty of water; the bottles are marked regular and loaded; I'm getting the water bottles with GHB as Dad taught me the effects. Between Tina and G, I'm a willing cumdump for them as a dick comes from my ass; I suck as they say I would be a great prison bitch as I louse track on time and what they are doing to me, I do hear one make a phone call and says they are finished with me to pick me up. He speaks on the phone. Your boy took us on and tired us out. What bitch you have who would think a skinny twink could take so much abuse and keep asking for more. WTF did I say? I wanted more and more as I did not believe it until they showed me the video of me telling them to fuck me again, begging for tina, and when they were resting, crawling around on the floor as they sat in the chairs, going over to suck their dicks and being a real tease.

I waited, and waited to see what the response would be regarding this thread. As a bottom, the thought of being clean is a never ending struggle. I don't eat, I purge, I douche, I douche again. It goes on and on. Sometimes tops will tell me that they had a good time, but the HIGHEST compliment a bottom can receive is when a top says THANKS FOR TAKING THE TIME TO BE CLEAN. It may not matter to some tops, but you know what, it is a matter of pride. I have guys, who are well known tops tell me, "I appreciate you taking the time to make matters CLEAN DOWN THERE". Well, what do you know, I got a compliment for proper hygiene! ALL gay men need to understand that life is NOT a porno movie and it takes time to prepare to bottom. This has been one of the best threads and I finally had to chime in!

Cruising and breeding....need that in my ass!

Good luck I’ve been castrated and don’t regret it at all

Got some new pictures

infected first time I got fucked, bareback slut all the way

posted earlier but want to update Meeting Doctor Monday 18 July to schedule my castration. Everything is in order so next step is the snipping.

PigSon & his PigDad - Chapter 4 Dad Jake placed the hot glass pipe down to the wet washcloth, letting out that all familiar “hiss” as the hot pipe cooled to the wet washcloth. There was no swirl left in the pipe, after he and his boy Adam had just shotgunned each other. But now it was Kyle’s turn. And daddy Jake was to teach him how. So daddy Jake picked up the pipe, cuddled close to Kyle, lit his Bic to the bottom of the pipe, bubbling that wonderful crystal again, informing How to look at those beautiful white clouds swirling in the pipe bulb, beautiful fuckin clouds, and when that whole pipe clouded milky white, he put the stem to Kyle’s eager mouth, instructing him to “suck in slowly, slowly, while Daddy’s Bic flame stayed on the pipe, burning that beautiful Crystal, as daddy Jake rocked his pipe back-and-forth, saying, “suck it in baby Kyle. Suck in your future, our futures, bitch. Keep sucking. Suck suck as much as you can and hold it in, baby.” Jake Twirled that pipe back-and-forth after taking the flame off to it, until there was no cloud left, telling Kyle to blow a big beautiful white cloud for all of them to see. And it was The most fucking beautiful thing all three of them saw. Jake put the pipe down on the washcloth, hissssss. “You like, baby Boy?” asked Jake to Kyle. Picking the pipe up again, and lighting the torch flame to it, daddy Jake swirled the pipe again, saying to Kyle, “now baby, you me and Adam are all gonna swap and share, bitch.” Dad Jake took it all in, shotgunned Kyle, who as ordered by daddy Jake, shotgunned into his boy Adam. Now Picking up that more intense torch, daddy Jake fired up the torch, ran it between the stem (Daddy likes to use a longstem pipe, keeping the flame more away from the lips) back down to the bulb, letting all that beautiful brown shit start swirling again, and all three shared that beautiful fucking cloudy white cloud, bitch, Swapping back-and-forth, over and over, torch to that bulb, tortured every little brown spec that was on that fucking glass pipe, until that fucking pipe was burned clean,bitch. Ahhh. “Time to move the shit upstairs, Time to clean out our fucking Hungry pussies, For the seed we’re all gonna take and give to each other, bitches, ahhhh,” Claimed dad Jake. Daddy and his two boys are all fucking horned up now. And after they clean themselves up, they still had the percolator bong to work with later. So fucking fucking hot, bitches. Men working together, in unison, sniffing their dirty stank, licking their fucking feet, Sniffing their dirty tank tops jacks and socks,their fucking armpits, their juicy fucking pussy holes, and sucking on each other’s fucking hard cocks bitches. The adventure continued. Daddy Jake at this point, would have to enter this chapter and future ones a bit later From now on. End of Chapter 4

Part 58 - The Shadow Of Being Royal Max and Franco spent so long talking, kissing and touching that they got so comfortable and dozed on and off until Alex returned. He smiled looking at the two of them mostly naked on their sides facing each other with Franco's arm across Max. Franco stirred feeling the bed move slightly thinking Max had shifted position, opening one eye he found Max still facing him then became aware of another body close to him. "Sorry didn't mean to wake you" Alex said quietly so not to wake Max. Franco rolled on his back "I should go and leave you two alone" he said rubbing his eyes. Alex patted his leg "Don't be silly, you are not the first to share this bed" he replied. Surprisingly for Alex he found that Franco didn't argue, Alex was knackered anyway from his busy day and fell asleep allowing himself to push his body up next to Franco's. He laid there with his eyes open and frequently glancing at the two men lying next to him. He got it. He was finding them both sexually attractive and could understand that they were simply two horny young men who had a love for sex, yet importantly their love for each other was indestructible. Franco smiled to himself knowing full well he saw many of the same traits in Tom, he didn't feel that sort of need and saw himself as more of a one on one type person. Artem was doing the early wake up shift and stood there with two cups of coffee rolling his eyes at seeing the third person laying in the bed fast asleep. Seeing Franco in between the prince and Max was not much of a surprise since he was aware the Franco and Max were spending some alone time together. He couldn't help moving closer to get a discreet look at Franco, his skin looked so soft and he was sure that it would be delectable to touch. Alex laid with his hand just below Franco's left nipple, and Max on his side facing Franco had one hand across his stomach. So many times he had walked in on a similar scene, yet this one felt different and definitely stung at his heart. Artem shook out of it placing the cup down and went around the other side of the bed placing the other cup down by Max and noticing he still had underwear on which gave him some kind of relief. "Good morning your royal highness, sir" Artem said in a loud voice, "Your coffee". Franco snapped his eyes open "Shit!" he cried out sitting up waking Alex and Max with a startle. Their eyes quickly met "I will bring you a coffee in Franco" Artem said bowing then leaving. "I shouldn't worry" Alex said patting Franco's back, "How did you both get on last night?" he asked. "He wouldn't fuck me!" Max complained then laughed sitting up kissing Franco on the cheek. Franco chuckled at his predicament "Well I never thought I would get caught like this!". Max leaned across Franco and kissed Alex "Nice evening?" he asked. Alex nodded "Busy but alright. So how did it go with you both?" he asked again. "Good" Franco replied smiling, "Such an interesting person you have here" he said. Alex cocked his head to one side "He is as much yours as mine Franco" he reminded him. Max laid back against the pillows "Nice kisser" he said sipping his coffee as Artem returned. Franco looked at him handing him a cup of coffee "Thank you Artem" he said softly. Artem nodded "Don't get use to it, I am not doing this every day" he said bowing and leaving. "Dam!" Alex exclaimed looking at Franco, "He is really in to you, how did I miss that?" he said. Franco stared at the door "I am not sure, he told me to hook up with Jack". "And?" Max asked putting his cup down, "Are you?". Franco shrugged "Honestly, Jack caught my eye but I am not sure about him" he replied. Max looked at him "Do what feels right Franco. Only don't leave it too long to act on it". Franco stayed for a few more minutes before dressing the leaving Alex and Max alone to get ready for their day ahead. Max suddenly remembered that today was the big TV interview at 4pm where Alex and he would sit down and be interviewed by the top TV station in Monrovia. Another coup that had been set up by the palace PR team due to enormous interest around the gay royal and the up coming marriage. Alex dressed with the help of Tom and Mateo assisting Max who was playing up this morning laughing as Mateo tried to get him dressed. Artem came rushing in looking worried carrying his phone. "The king is on his way here" he quickly said handing the phone to Alex, "Brace yourself!". "What on earth is the matter?" Alex asked looking between Artem and Max. Alex took the phone and read the Monrovia Morning Star papers headline 'Prince Alexander in Royal rumpy pumpy country orgy at Greenacres' he read aloud as the expression on his face dropped reading in detail about the supposed orgy that took place between Prince Alexander, his protection officer and valet during the royal summer break at Greenacres last year. Straight away he knew the only person who could have gone to the press, or who even knew anything that would do this. Alex handed the phone to Max "Artem are you alright?" he asked. "Yes. It is trash reporting, Liam just laughed when he read it" Artem replied as Liam came in. "You have seen it?" Liam asked looking at Alex who nodded, "Lipscombe has a lot to answer to". Alex looked at the screen again "Well he was the only person who apparently caught us" he said. Max slowly ready through the article "What do you make of it?" Alex asked him. "It will make the interview a little awkward this afternoon" Max replied scrolling through. "Like Artem said, trash reporting and just what he think he heard" Max added brushing it off. They could hear the king entering the lounge and heading towards the bedroom and dressing room. Alex sat down on the bench staring up at Max. "Your majesty" they all said standing and bowing, everyone else quickly left the room. Alex looked at his father "You look angry" he said lowering his head, "I am so sorry father". "Not with you Alex" his father replied, "Lipscombe has been arrested and is being charged". Max sat next to him putting his arm around him "What do we do?" Max asked. The king sat next to them "What ever it takes to bury this breach of confidentiality" he replied. "What do you suggest?" Alex asked looking at his father for guidance, "Lie?". "Tell Max everything about Greenacres. I mean everything!" the king replied. "He knows all of it and about Lipscombe" Alex replied and Max nodded confirming he did. "Good" the king said, "You can either be sort of honest or shroud the truth" he suggested. Alex looked up "I won't live with lies or secrets now I have Max" he said making it clear. The king nodded "I suggest you two decide what you will say then talk with the palace PR team". At the opposite end of the boulevard in the governor premiers mansion Adam Thebault owner of the morning star had been summoned and was now trying to explain things away to Steven who paced around his office looking angry. The words dirty money being thrown about and Adam was nervously sat there knowing full well that publishing the expose of royal life from someone who had been in service was a criminal offence due to the non disclosure agreements that existed between household staff and the government. The scandal was too irresistible for Adam not to go with it, now he could now be facing the same charges as a conspirator to undermine the royal family and the country of Monrovia. "So what are you going to do?" Adam asked, "Either way it will be in tomorrows paper". Steven turned to face him "You are in enough trouble so do not threaten me!" he replied. Adam looked quite smug "Face it, it is not all it seems behind those gilded walls" he remarked. Steven shook his head "Lipscombe never liked Prince Alexander, of course he was going to spread rumours". "It didn't seem like a rumour that he was telling me" Adam retorted almost gleefully. "You" Steven said emphasising the word, "Have no idea about the trouble the Prince went through". Adam sat forward "Then why don't you tell me and let me publish that" he replied. "Absolutely not" Steven told him, "The king is most upset what you have done, breaching their private lives". Adam shrugged "I now how much of a scoop this seems but it will have consequences" Steven told him. Adam sat forward "The palace has already revoked your access for the wedding" Steven advised him. "They can't do that the public have a right to know!" Adam said standing up looking angry. "As I said, your actions have consequences" Steven told him again, "Lipscombe is being charged". Adam shrugged "Who said it was Lipscombe" he replied calmly unsure how they knew it was him. Steven smiled "Seriously, do you think we would not know who was singing like a canary". They faced off for a moment "You may go. But think carefully what you print" Steven warned. As Adam left the office he received a message from the editor telling him that their offices were under siege from protestors already, angry over what they had printed about Prince Alexander. Adam stood there outside the governors mansion undecided if he should do any damage limitation before it all got out of hand, it was clear he had seriously underestimated the outpouring of support for the prince. He had no idea how the prince would react to this in his interview today. His day got worse reading another message advising that his source, Lipscombe, had been formally charged under the Monrovian Royal Protocol Act and the investigating officers had arrived with a team and warrant to search the papers offices. Only once before had the royal family or government acted so quickly and that was around the scandal of Princess Marie and her protection officer, even then they buried the story as the then governor premier promised to shut them down if they published anything. The one paper that ran it went out of business a year later since no one wanted to be associated to it. It was far from an oppressing regime, the loyalty of the people to Monrovia and the royal family brought its downfall by non association. He could now be facing the same problem. Louis stood in the security office of the palace as his passport was checked, then a phone call made to the palace and he was told to wait to be accompanied. Having flown in on the first flight that morning and reading the headlines that everyone was engrossed in he sat down on the comfy chair waiting. He was here at the invitation of Alex to spend a few days with Max and Gareth before the wedding and he jumped at the chance to have a good catch up with his two best friends. Franco walked in to see that Alex and Max didn't seem to bothered about the story and having returned from the palace PR teams office they had agreed with Alex's proposal for later in the day and this was now being run by the king and governor premier. "Your royal highness, sir. Louis is at the gate house" Franco said bowing his head. Alex nodded "Max 2.30pm for the pledge and oath then 4pm for the interview" he reminded Max. "I will be glad when this is over" Max said kissing him on the cheek, "See you at 1pm for lunch". Alex smiled "Sure you not bothered about this news thing?" Max asked making sure was okay. "Apart from the valet being involved, it is true" Alex replied then laughed, "Go and fetch Louis". Franco and Max arrived at the gate house and met up with a rather gobsmacked Louis seeing everything that Max and Gareth had told him over messages was actually true. He looked up the long driveway to the palace building before getting in the car. They drove Louis up to the palace then with Jackson they showed him to his room in the pad and he was given royal protocol instruction, then for the first time he formally met Alex as the prince instead of the holidaymaker. They had a nice cosy lunch in private whilst Max anxiously kept an eye on the time clearly distracted by every thing going on around the palace, Louis excited about the whole idea of staying in the palace was asking loads of questions keeping Alex entertained. Then queen was sat with the king enjoying a few quiet minutes before the governor premier arrived with the Archbishop of Victoria to the Church of Monrovia for the small private service about to be performed. With just three days until the wedding, the final touches were being done to the cathedral and plaza that were completely adorned with royal flags and the poles decorated with the purple colours of Prince Alexander and the coat of arms for the Dukedom of Montcalm, the decorations stretched from Balenciaga palace, around the plaza then along the boulevard to the governor premiers mansion. The palace was also being festooned in the same colour schemes. Inside the palace on the desk sat the box with the Sovereign Royal Star of Monrovia, it consisted of a solid silver centre with the royal insignia engraved in red, radiating out in twenty five branches of varying lengths that gave it the star shape, each silver branch was inlaid with small diamonds. Next to it was the Seal of Monrovia, these two items made up the official royal emblems worn only by the royal family. The archbishop looked at the star and seal then looked up "What about coronet?" he asked. The queen nodded "The Prince Leopold III coronet, I had the rubies replaced with sapphires". "Very well" the archbishop replied nodding to the queen in respect. The king looked at his wife slightly confused "He likes sapphires" she informed him. The king smiled and stood "We should proceed to the throne room, they will arrive shortly". The four of them stood and went out in to the main palace and towards the throne room accompanied by four footmen. Max was slightly nervous that he had to go through the last few formal protocols now and had been reviewing everything the governor premier had sent him and where to be for a final briefing on what to expect and how to formalise his pledge and oath. Most of it went right over Max's head and he just nodded in agreement. Max stood at the windows looking down at Balenciaga boulevard with Louis who was still trying to comprehend every thing that had happened to Max, let alone he was standing in a real life palace full of livered footmen and staff. "This is all for you?" Louis asked looking out of the window then leaning back against it. Max nodded "For the prince and myself" he replied staring out, "Can't believe it, now its here". Louis smiled "Well I for one am looking forward to party with with you all". Max laughed but looked slightly nervous "You look a little concerned" Louis said. "It is nothing, I am meeting with the head of the church in a moment" Max said looking at him. Louis chuckled "Are you being baptised or something?" he asked "I formally ask today and take the sovereign oath and pledge" Max replied, "I think I am ready". Louis hugged him "Your life is really going to change then?" he asked. Max chuckled "It already has, and still I have no idea what to expect really" he replied. "Are you ready Max?" Alex asked arriving, "Enjoying the palace?" he asked Louis. "You are kidding right?" Louis asked then laughed, "Happy to be here, where is Gareth?" he asked. Alex chuckled "He and Tom went for a stroll around the gardens" he said looking out of the window. Mateo appeared "Your royal highness, sir" he said bowing. "Mateo here will take you to the household lounge, Gareth is meeting you there" Alex said. Louis smiled and bowed "Your highness, thank you" he said, "We are still dining tonight?". "Of course, all of us will be" Max replied, "Sam is coming home today from military school as well". Louis chuckled "When did he turn from a stroppy teenager?" he asked causing Max to laugh. "My protection officer Franco did that by gaming with him all night" Max replied complaining. "Then there is Tom, close in age. And my brother, those two are inseparable" Alex added Mateo bowed to Alex and Max "We should all go" he said. "Well Mateo, I am in your hands now. See you guys at 7pm then" Louis said following Mateo. Alex and Max walked through the palace where they had been instructed to meet the governor premier in the receiving room. Steven bowed and addressing them both as they walked in. "I have to leave you now" Alex said to Max kissing him, "Don't scare him off" he warned Steven. "Your highness, this is the easy part where Max takes the royal oath" Steven replied. Alex smiled and nodded stepping back "Marrying Prince Alexander makes you royal Max" Steven said. "Okay" Max replied before the true enormity hit, "Oh! You mean real proper royal?" he asked. "Maybe, your title will be bestowed once the act of union is complete" Steven replied. "Act of union?" Max replied shaking his head, "You could call it marriage". Steven chuckled then looked seriously at him "It is more than marriage Max". "Hang on!" Max said stopping, "Whose surname do we take?" he asked. "Why the prince's of course" Steven replied, "No question, you are marrying royalty". "I don't need reminding Steven!" Max replied and looking a little nervous, "Do you know?" he asked. "I am the governor premier Max, of course I know" Steven said like it was nothing, "Come on one last time". Steven went on to give Max the final briefing and what would happen when he steps inside the throne room, reminding him what he needs to say and then take an oath then three pledges, one to the sovereign, one to Prince Alexander and one to the governor premier representing the citizens and country. It all seemed pretty straight forward to Max, he was half expecting to have to do something like this marrying the prince. Alex went off to the robing room behind the throne room to change in to his royal dress with Artem's help. The king and queen now in their sovereign robes took their position on the thrones, Alex taking up his position to the left of the queen since the position to the right of the king and sovereign stood Crown Prince Alden. The governor premier stood to the far right of the king a few steps down from the throne podium with the archbishop who held a large gold embossed bible. Four sovereign guards were also present, two stood at the doors and two at the foot of the podium guarding the royal family. Max felt his palms sweating as he stood with the four footmen outside the doors to the throne room, two in front and two behind. In essence this was a private ceremony and Max kept running through in his head what he had to say on entering in order to invoke the act of union formally. The two footman in front knocked and opened each door allowing Max to pass. On cue the two sovereign guards held their swords across in front of him to stop him going forward. "I Maximilian Westwood-Lymm present myself to receive the oath and pledge my service" Max said nervously. One of the guards then replied "What is your reason for taking the oath and pledge of service?". "To formally take the hand of Prince Alexander Albert Turon de Vasco in the act of union" Max replied. The two guards lifted their swords and the two footmen behind Max accompanied him across the large gold gilded throne room towards the podium of thrones where the royal family waited. Max noticing the only spectators in the room was the dowager queen who wore her Victoria tiara for the occasion and their own household of Liam, Franco, Artem, Mateo and Tom who looked slightly flustered having had to dash back from his walk with Gareth, Max's family were also present since they would need to take a pledge around discretion. Max approached the foot of the podium and noticed Hannes was one of the guards which gave him some relief. Again on cue they raised their ceremonial swords across blocking his path. The guard who questioned Max at the door marched forward announcing Max's intentions, the king nodded his acceptance and the guards stepped back. Max stepped forward and observed royal protocol addressing each member of the royal family and bowing. "State your reason for your audience with the sovereign" the archbishop asked stepping forward. "To claim Prince Alexander Albert Turon de Vasco in the act of union" Max replied. The archbishop looked at the king who nodded "And who blesses you as a commoner?" he asked. Steven stepped forward "I as governor premier of Monrovia and representing the governing senate do" he said. It was such a weird ceremony that took place as Max watched the archbishop, king and governor exchange phrases, Alex had no say in the act of union proceedings. It was now that Max really became aware that this was not about Alex but about himself being enacted to the royal family. The archbishop spoke "Maximilian Westwood-Lymm do you kneel before our sovereign King of Monrovia?". "I kneel before your sovereign The King of Monrovia" Max replied getting down on one knee. "Do you agree to take the Monrovian Sovereign Oath willingly?" he now asked. "I willingly take the Monrovian Sovereign Oath" Max replied. The archbishop stepped forward in front of Max and laid part of his silver and gold fascia on Max's head, The fascia was embroidered with a bundle of wooden rods and an axe bound together by leather thongs in the Roman symbol of power and authority "You do swear by Almighty God to be a true and faithful Servant unto The King's Majesty and the Sovereign Nation of Monrovia. You will not know or understand of any manner of thing to be attempted, done or spoken against His Majesty's Person, Honour, Crown or Dignity Royal. You will to your uttermost bear Faith and Allegiance to the King's Majesty and will assist and defend all civil and temporal Jurisdictions, Pre-eminences, and Authorities, granted to His Majesty and annexed to the Sovereign Act of Government, or otherwise, against all Foreign Princes, Persons, Prelates, States, or Potentates. And generally in all things you will do as a faithful and true Servant ought to do to His Majesty and the crown. So help you God". "So help me God" Max replied, he stood then bowed to the king "Your Majesty, I Maximilian Westwood-Lymm pledge that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to your Majesty King of Monrovia and your heirs and successors, according to the Monrovian Sovereign Oath". Max now turned to Prince Alexander "Your royal highness, I Maximilian Westwood-Lymm pledge my life to you, be faithful and bear true allegiance". Max now turned to the governor premier "I Maximilian Westwood-Lymm pledge my true allegiance to the Sovereign nation of Monrovia, the government and citizens". The king, Alex and governor premier stepped forward and place their hands on Max's head "We accept your pledges" the said in unison then stepped back. "Maximilian Westwood-Lymm you may step on to the throne podium, the oath and pledges exalt you to take your place at the side of Prince Alexander Albert Turon de Vasco. Whence the act of union completes your title designate will be bestowed and you become a faithful member of the Monrovian Royal Family" the archbishop announced. Max stepped forward and stood to the side of Alex who glanced at him and smiled, Alex now knew that this was not just a simple oath and pledge. It was the prerequisite to Max gaining a significant title on their marriage. The archbishop did the final blessing then stepped back off the podium and bowed, the governor premier followed on as did the sovereign guards and footmen bringing an end to the ceremony. Max now stood quietly by Alex's side as his parents and Sam now took their pledge of discretion. The day was far from over as they now had a quick change for the interview then off to the cathedral on the plaza for the final full rehearsal. For the first time the interview was to take place in the formal lounge of the royal family, which also happened to be Max's favourite room in the families residence of the palace. The TV crew were all set up and going through their final briefings with the palace PR and security teams when Alex and Max arrived precisely on the dot. In fifteen minutes the interview would be broadcasted live. The number one anchor man in Monrovia Ben Alstrom was doing the interview. At thirty years old he was incredibly dashing albeit with a shady history of gang bangs and orgies until he settled down five years ago and married his girlfriend from school. His history was hidden since those wild partying days involved men and women and he needed to keep a squeaky clean image now fronting the most popular news programme in the country. Alex probably felt more nervous walking in to the room and seeing the camera there setup and pointing to the red velvet sofa and the chair opposite, ready to capture everything. "Your royal highness, sir" Ben said bowing his head, "This is such an honour" he enthused. Shaking hands and sitting down "Before we go live do I broach the subject?" Ben asked. Alex nodded "I guess everyone wants to hear our take" he replied and Ben looked at Max who nodded. "Listen if you feel uncomfortable just tap the arm rest of the sofa" Ben informed them both. Max nodded "Are you not going to grill us over it then?" he asked finding his voice. Ben looked around and leaned forward "We all have history we want to keep hidden" he said winking. It was an assurance that Max got straight away and suddenly found that just maybe, Ben was more on their side and not going to cause any embarrassment. The king and queen stood at the back just out of view with the palace PR team ready to intercept if things got seriously awkward. He finished giving them a brief overview of the questions and they now had a few minutes before they went live. A few minutes that seemed to drag on and on for Max nervously watching the camera operator, today marked the formal start of the whole wedding even though it was still three days away. Alex was chatting to Ben and he glanced to Max and moved his hand holding Max's and giving it a little squeeze of encouragement. Max returned his focus to Ben and Alex as the camera operator now counted them down from ten, his voice audible until he got to four then used his fingers only until he pointed to Ben. His dulcet tones filled the air and were almost seductive as he spoke in to the camera, the excitement in his voice plain to hear as he announced the interview and the camera panned out to Alex and Max. Even the queen felt nervous and grabbed the kings hand holding it tight and unsure what direction this was going in. Alex ever the professional kept his voice steady and always retained a slight smile, speaking clearly and concisely about the few days over the wedding and what ceremonies were taking place. Max watched Alex so lovingly that no one would have even guessed he was nervous, watching his man so eloquently speaking actually gave him such a confidence boost. "Now I am sure that everyone watching is a little jealous of you Max" Ben said smiling. Max glanced at Alex and smiled "I would hope more happy than jealous" he replied with a quick laugh. Ben nodded "So Max, when did you know Prince Alexander was the person for you?" he asked. Ben smiled and squeezed Alex's hand that Ben and the camera picked up on "Well I didn't at first. I fell in love with a person called Alex first and foremost. When we met in Mauritius on the beach he was Alex, just a person sitting on the beach. And well... when you know you know, I loved everything about him, the funny, very kind hearted and loving person he is. An absolute credit to his parents and how they raised him, not only as a prince but a person who has a very good grip on life and reality" he said finishing and hoping it was all good. "But it wasn't all plain sailing between you at first?" Ben asked looking at Max and Alex. Alex chuckled "It wasn't easy when Max found out who I was, when we met again it was fluke". "Ah yes, in London at the charity conference" Ben added making it clear he knew. "He freaked me out!" Max said seriously to laughter in the room, "I mean really freaked me out". Ben laughed "But you got your prince in the end" he said nodding his head. Ben put his clipboard down "I am sure you are aware of the Morning Star headlines today" he said. They nodded "Yes" Alex replied, "I never expected to be reading something like that today". "Quite surprising really that a paper would even contemplate printing that, Max?" Ben asked. Max found the attention on him from everyone in the room and thought that Alex would be taking the question. Max shrugged and his eyes caught the king who nodded "I am not sure what you would like me to say about it, it all happened before I was officially with Prince Alexander. Saying that the prince and I have no secrets in our relationship. I know what was going down at the time in Greenacres and an orgy was certainly not taking place. I think it is important to put into perspective the life Prince Alexander leads and that I now know having my own protection officer. There has to exist a very close bond and understanding between you to be effective. It isn't simply a matter of keeping royalty safe but also being someone they can talk to and fell relaxed around. Prince Alexander has a great relationship with his protection officer, as does his family. I am also finding this out with my protection officer. Some people find things in life difficult to put in to perspective and can lead them to feeling down when looking at their future. But when you have two incredible people around to support you it keeps you focused. They have also helped me no end adjusting to the changes I have gone through" he said then paused and glanced at Alex then back at Ben "He is a bit needy at times if he gets bored!" Max then remarked which caused the room to laugh easing any tension that may have surfaced. Being put on the spot like that had made Max shine, he never made any actual denial or confirmation and cleverly worded and spun the story around. Ben now looked at Alex for comment "Ben, I am not needy in the slightest" he exclaimed, "Well a little, sometimes!" he said, Ben laughed and Max rolled his eyes shaking his head "Last year was difficult, having met Max then forgetting to get his number before he flew home. Then all the decision and uncertainty I was going through at coming out let alone coming of age. It was a lot to take in and I will admit there were many days that I felt a little alone, they were decisions only I could make and the support of my household staff was incredibly important to me". Ben nodded "Now the big day itself is close. How are you both feeling?" he asked. Alex smiled "I can't wait to marry Max and start our life together" he replied. Max nodded "Same here, I love this man more than anything, plus his parents are really cool". Ben laughed "You are charming Max and it is evident by how much the people in Monrovia love you". Alex smiled "I love him the most though!" he said getting a word in as laughter erupted. Ben smiled "Thank you, it has been an honour and good luck for the day" Ben said wrapping it up. "And were off" the camera operator announced to a large applause. Ben stood up "Well done Max, your answer was exceptional" he said as the king and queen came over. Alex gave him a huge hug mostly in relief that it was over but also how Max had carried himself through out the interview, Ben spoke with the king and queen briefly then left saying good bye to Alex and Max. "We are so proud of both of you" the queen said looking emotional. "Indeed" the king added in agreement, "Right we should change and set off for rehearsals". The rehearsal took mostly the same format as before only this time after the union rehearsal was completed the archbishop lead Max and Alex to the private anointing chapel where Max was run through when to kneel in front of the king and archbishop and told when to stand and walk back out to the main nave. To Max is all seemed quite simple and was actually looking forward to getting this over with and finally getting Alex as his husband. Outside of the cathedral the changes were becoming visible, entourages of cars carrying royalty from all over the world had begun to descend on Monrovia. Ambassadors from the embassies were also arriving along with dignitaries that had been specially invited. All of the royalty were taking up residence in the palaces guest wing where they would all dine and socialise in the guest dining rooms and lounges. The king and queen there to meet all their close and distant royal relatives as each one arrived at their given times to ensure no one out did the other. The dowager queen would be playing host over meal times until the night before the wedding when there would be the first banquet come rehearsal dinner where all guests would be able to mingle, royalty, nobility and friends that all dined together under the kings instruction of no protocol during the banquet. Stephanie and Lawrence had given up Dunbar house for their own relatives to use whilst they moved in to the palace, they were ready to rake a room in the pad before the queen put her foot down and said they could have Alex's old quarters to give them more space. The queen also appointed them a footman to look after their needs. No sooner that had arrived at the palace that Max's mother went out shopping with the queen to her favourite boutique that happened to be owned by Josh. The king and Lawrence went out for a gentle ride around the grounds to get away from wedding preparations and find Gareth for a catch up.

As we leave, Alex hands me a pill and tells me we are going to an Adult Book Story. I ask what this blue pill does as Alex laughs; for the next 4 hours, your dick will be hard like a base bat so you can pound holes and give others your load. I ask what goes on, and he says it's a bunch of desperate men looking to suck or get fuck; just one thing, never let them put a condom on your dick as it's always raw. I ask if I should tell them my status Alex YOU NEVER SAY ANYTHING about your status. We go back to the booths and join one together. I see there is a $10 fee to enter, and Alex says Hi to the clerk as we walk right in like we own the place. We hear a knock on the wall, and Alex tells me to drop my shorts and stick my dick in the slot. I'm scared shit as what if a crazy is there. I'm shocked as someone's mouth is sucking my dick as Alex is kissing my neck and squeezing my nipples; I'm having a great as the one on the other side stops Alex says stand still as I feel his hand on my dick guide my dick to his ass hole. He pushes all he can with just thus thin wall between us, and nature takes over as I start to go back and forth as Alex whispers into my ear give this cum dump your toxic load, but he might be giving you an STI also. I can't hold back, and whoever on the other side is not pulling away, so he is taking my load deep. As we leave the booth, I ask Alex what about the guy on the other side. Alex says he got exactly what he wanted, and you could dump your load into a willing hole so your seed did not go to the waist. Let us go over to Club Fort Lauderdale and get a room. I ask Alex what this place is, so he tells me it's a Gay Bathhouse, and we can hang out, and Dad wants you to get used to showing your body off, and maybe we will get lucky. This place is gorgeous with so many hot-looking men around the pool; we get a room, I shower, and Alex hands me another blue pill and one of his skimpy jock straps. We get out to the pool as Alex puts sustain lotion on me, as Alex has a tan, and I'm white as a ghost. My brother is putting that lotion in places the sun doesn't shine as I see people looking at us with eyes of desire and lust. After I have laid getting a tan, Alex says let's walk around, and you shake that booty of yours. It's hard walking with this jockstrap as my dick keeps falling out. Alex is parading me around, and I see four people following us to our room. As we enter, so do they. I turn around and say you can't tease us like that without us getting a piece of that ass. It seems they know Alex as he says meet my brother and have some fun with him. As Alex leaves the room.

So up to this point I had taken 2 loads from the hot boys at their house by their pool before I even made it to Slammers. Then once I got to Slammers, I sucked a few cocks (no loads, but hey, I like sucking cock. Sue me) Then 2 loads from the boys I wrangled out of the blow job area. 1 load from that big black bull stud with the tennis ball cannister Alpha cock. Then another 2 from the boys outside on the patio. To that point, I had 7 guys blast their load into my guts! Not a bad 'start!' lol But all that attention and some good dicking down did nothing but make me hornier. More desperate to fill my holes again! My ass felt so odd not being filled with cock or cum. I was so horny I almost felt panicked! Like I didn't want my cumdump night to end soon...or at all! ...ever! So I went back into the club and made my way to the circular platform in the back. When I got there there were 5 or 6 guys in there jerking their cocks. One guy on his knees sucking another, but not much action. I intended to change that. Quickly. I went over to the hottest guy. Dropped to my knees and began to suck his cock like my life depended on it! (And I felt like it did I was so out of my mind horny!) After a few minutes he was absolutely rock hard and I sat up and whispered in his ear 'come fuck me ..now' With a bit of a grin. He grinned back and got to his feet. I pulled him by his cock over to the pedestal and I sat on it in front of him. 'you wanna fuck my mouth a little more or you want this hungry hole?' He seemed a little unsure as if both were valid options to him. So I decided for him. I turned around. Got on all fours and assumed the position. He moved in behind me, maneuvering his hips until he could guide his fat cock right into my waiting cunt. He was a good fuck...VERY good actually. Lots of changing pace and moving his hips. He was a legit cocksmith and I was losing my mind as he slammed his cock balls deep into me over and over again. My eyes were rolling back when I saw another guy come into the room. I looked at him and motioned to him to come over and spread his legs right around me so I could suck him hard. And as I may have mentioned earlier, I LOVE sucking a nice cock, but it's so much better with one in my ass and one in my mouth. Makes me feel like a proper slut! Another guy slid in. Put his left leg over the first guys right and I was able to rotate sucking them both while I got absolutely railed from behind! The first guy I was blowing twitched and sent his creamy cum down my throat. When I swallowed the first load I went back to suck the second guy off and told him I didn't want him cumming down my throat. If he wanted to cum inside me it had to be in my ass! He was all about it but the guy pounding me from behind was nowhere near finishing. So I sucked the second guy until he couldn't stand it anymore and blew his load directly into my stomach. I wasn't worried about it. I wanted that cock inside me, but there's other quarry here tonight, and I vowed every single one was going to drop a load in me one way or another. Just then, this magnificent, muscular, sweaty boy behind me blasting my hole like a jackhammer groaned fiercely and blew the eighth load of the day inside me. 8 in my ass, 2 down my throat. Yummy! As he pulled out another cock slipped right in and took over jackhammer fucking my hot pink hole. I was in heaven. I looked over my shoulder and couldn't really make out the guy fucking me. Still have no idea what he looked like. But I also saw 2 other studs in line behind him, jerking their cocks to keep them at the ready waiting their turn. They certainly got their chance. I saw a few other bottom boys sucking them to help them out at times, but for some reason my holes seemed to be the hot ticket tonight. I saw maybe 3 other bottoms get fucked at ALL that night. I doubt that was all, but that's all I saw and I wasn't worrying about the competition at this point. I was cocky I was taking ALL the cock tonight and I wasnt gonna be upset about that. There WAS one pretty cute bottom who DID come slide right up next to me and slid his left leg between my legs so our asses, and therefore assholes were maybe a few inches away from each other. I didn't mind sharing that way at all! That was fucking hot. Because one guy kept fucking me while another slid in behind him and fucked him pretty fucking well! He was in heaven and going crazy like me so we looked at each other and started to make out while we were both filled with cock. Eventually, both our guys switched and I got both their loads! Sorry dude. So now I was up to 10 loads in my ass and 2 down my throat. I hit my minimum marker for the day! Now it was time to go for the gold! I WANTED 20-25 total, but would I get it on my cumdump weekend? Stay tuned...I'm not CLOSE to being done with my story!

I'm just going to throw out my periodic reminder that "should" is one of the most useless words in the English language, at least insofar as how many people use it. All these high and mighty princesses decreeing that a bottom "should" do this or that, just make me roll my eyes.

Gay bottoms are men too. As such they get the same mental and physical benefits from having their genitalia stimulated and ejaculating as any other male. So yes bottoms should masterbate too! I'm bi, versatile and not at all into the dominant/submissive role play fetish so if I'm having sex with another man, there are 2 dicks involved and both should be stimulated regardless of whether I'm topping, bottoming or flipping. If I want to have sex in a way that only involves one penis, I will have sex with a woman. Another aside, I think the emphasis on these incredibly specific fetishes, like bottoms totally abandoning playing with their cocks during sex play, is a major contributor to why it is getting harder to find gay hookups in most places.

IMO.... if a bottom wants to touch himself then do so, if it means cumming then so be it. A Tops a Top a Bottoms a Bottom, should be enjoyable for both, I am not into all this if Top says I can etc. Just bull and Shit, Sex is between the two, so both enjoy it. Gee....

I predict that the next time Republicans control the White House, House of Representatives and Senate that they will end the filibuster themselves in order to pass a nationwide abortion ban and other regressive legislation knowing that it will take a triple sweep by the Democrats to undo the legislation. It won't happen in 2023, even if they take the Senate and House because there's no advantage in ending the filibuster if they don't control the White House. But, they might in 2025.

It's getting so very close. I can't wait. I am a bundle of nerves; my stomach turned with the article, but the way it was handled-absolute perfection. You definitely have a talent for weaving an amazing tale with such vivid characters I've found myself thinking, "I wonder what Alex and Mac are up to?"

I want to have an extremely used hole with a lot cum dripping out and continue to be whored out

Along these lines, I'd like to throw something else out there, which probably won't be a popular opinion (but then it's mine, so it doesn't have to be shared by anyone else). I have written fiction for other sites, though nothing posted here. And there's a particular reason why not: the inevitable chorus of people who want to tell the author what he should do with his characters in subsequent chapters or posts. Feedback is a good thing, especially if it's positive. Personally, I don't even object to negative feedback, as long as it's something I can work with (constructive, rather than destructive), but not everyone wants negative feedback. But when I write a story, I generally have the plotline worked out in my head; I know where it's going, I know where it's going to end up, and what I don't want is people telling me I "should" (god, I hate that word) have them do this or that or the other. It's insulting. As many people have driven home, these are the AUTHOR'S characters; it's for him to develop them as he sees fit, and absent asking "What would you like to see Jim do next" (or whatever), I don't want that kind of feedback. It's telling me that MY idea for MY characters isn't what you want. Here's a hint: if you want a character who's going to do X, then write a fucking story of your own where your character does X. Don't tell me how I should write mine. And because this attitude - "Hot story! Jim needs to give in to his urges and do X and then do Y and then do Z!" - is so prevalent on here, I just haven't got any interest in sharing my writing. (A decision for which some of you, I'm sure, are very grateful.)

Bear in mind that 41 of the 56 (white) men who signed the Declaration of Independence noting that all men were created equal also owned slaves. I'm not inclined to put a whole lot of stock into the thought process of people who exhibit that much patently obvious cognitive dissonance. Over the years, aside from the initial set of ten amendments (the Bill of Rights) adopted as a compromise to gain ratification of the original document, there has only been one serious set of revisions (the 13th, 14th, and 15th amendments, all adopted in the aftermath of the U.S. Civil War). Every other change has been a sort of modest tinkering around the edges; that's not to say that things like guaranteeing the right to vote if you're 18 or older, or if you're a woman, weren't significant for the affected individuals, but the reality is that none of these changes changed the fundamental nature of the federal government or its relationship to the people. The two other amendments that come closest, in my opinion, are the one authorizing an income tax and the one providing for direct election of U.S. Senators. But even that latter change pales in comparison with the impact of the existing system that allocates two senators to the 581,000 people of Wyoming and also two senators to the 39,500,000 people of California. In other words, in order to bring about a massive change in the relationship between the people and our government, we first had to fight a bloody war that killed over 600,000 people. And even then, the victors (seeking to preserve the Union) only got the changes approved by conditioning allowing the rebelling states re-entry to the nation on approval of those amendments. They would never have been ratified by the southern states other than at the literal barrels of the guns pointed at them. That's how hard it is to make a substantive change to the U.S. Constitution. By contrast, in the same timeframe that the U.S. has had its constitution, France had an absolute monarchy, the First Republic, the Directorate, the First Empire, a restored monarchy, a brief return to the First Empire, another restoration of the monarchy, a constitutional monarchy, the Second Republic, the Second Empire, the Third Republic, the Vichy-Nazi collaborationist government, the Fourth Republic, and the Fifth Republic. France has a far greater appetite for completely throwing out the current system of government for a new one than the United States ever will. Correct. An amendment to the US Constitution requires first approval by 2/3 of the US Senate AND 2/3 of the US House - the former an impossibility as long as sparsely populated states, predominately conservative, get the same senate vote as a massively populated ones - or else approval by a "constitutional convention" - which has never been called since the beginning and for which there are no precedents (who could serve, how many per state, any requirement of proportionality, etc.). Then, assuming either Congress or such a convention proposes an amendment, it must be ratified by the legislatures (not the people, directly) of 3/4 of the states, or 38 out of 50. It's barely possible to do with wildly popular ideas that face little objection. It's impossible otherwise. No, because the "right to pursue happiness" is listed in the Declaration of Independence, not the Constitution. As such, the only thing the Declaration did was separate us from Great Britain - and realistically, it was actually the war we fought that achieved the goal, not the Declaration. It's otherwise completely non-binding, so there's nothing for the Supreme Court to interpret there. As far as actual governance is concerned, the Declaration is 100% irrelevant. Inspirational, but irrelevant. To expound on my point above about the Civil War: that's what it takes when you have a deeply divided country. It's possible, as @ErosWired and others have hinted, that demographics and time will take care of this: younger people are far more liberal than their parents, generally speaking (even with weasly Nazi sympathizers like Stephen Miller and Charlie Kirk in the same age bracket), and over time, as the dyed-in-the-wool reactionaries die off, they'll be outnumbered. But that's why they're so frantic to lock in discriminatory voting regulations - to stave off those changes for another generation. And still, even if younger, more liberal voters gain control of much of the power, the malapportionment of the U.S. Senate will remain a stumbling block for advancing anything. Unless a future Democratic majority in the Senate is willing to end the filibuster, it will take 60 votes in the Senate to do anything progressive, and I'm not sure that with 2 GOP senators per conservative state that we will ever again reach that 60 vote threshold. The current impasse over passing anything of substance will remain in place, I'm afraid.

Well for party hosts to be truly inclusive (or if they don’t even want the light from glow sticks …. They make textured wrist bands , beaded wrist bands for fucking (right or left) and then smooth wrist bands (right or left) for sucking

Just got back from a sex party. Other than exchanging blowjobs recently with a friend, I haven't had actual sex with another guy in 3 1/2 years. Found this group on Doublelist. They meet once a month. Mostly married guys. All around my age and older. There were 8 of us there. I got two loads pumped in my hole, swallowed one. Then the guy that sucked me off kissed me and fed me my load. Can't wait for next month!!

I think there are far too many Tops who merely assume that bottoms go through all the prep work automatically, before they hit the fuckjoints/cruise online/whatever. I would even go so far as to say that some Tops seem to think they're deserving of all the prepwork, merely because they might throw you a fuck. These are primarily selfish men, who don't bother to consider what the bottoms have to go through. I know some guys can get it done fairly easily, and others who have to - well - hit the repeat button a number of times. We Tops don't have to do much more personally than jump in the shower for a few minutes. Even that is too much for some bottoms that appreciate scent. Tops: Be generous - be appreciative of what other guys do to prepare for our Cocks - what they go through to give us what we need. Where's the harm in that? Nobody died and left any of us King of the fuckjoints.

PigSon & his PigDad - Chapter 3 From the G Koolaid, the bar sprits and the strong weed, Dad Jake, Adam and newbie Kyle were all feeling good. It had been a few weeks since Jake clouded and, says Adam, over a week for him. Jake and Adam have their same plug supplying them, separately. Jake, on retirement income and, other than supplying at a party, like here, where he’s invited other users and , says “I don’t fuck around selling my crystal stash to anybody else who wants to pay me for it, nor do I wanna deal it myself. I’m just a user, and I pay for it through my plug.” So Dad Jake and Adam looked at each other, and figured it’s about time now to cloud. Both of them were itching for it, cause it’s been a while. Longer for Dad Jake. So, Dad Jake, being the mature one in the group, the older guy in the group, looked at newbie Kyle, and said “This is kind of a moment of truth for you, bud. If you agree to partake, this shit acts differently to different people. I’ve been using for a year now, and it acts with me ‘in the background.’ Meaning I’ll put it away, but I’m always, always thinking about the next time I want to do it. I Plan for it. So kind of sort of, it does control me in that respect. You might wanna know what you’re getting yourself into. Your Life might change from this point on. Cause Adam and me just don’t swirl the pipe, we like to heavy cloud in the percolator bong too. So much so, there’s so much heavy white cloud all around us, we can’t even fucking see each other.” Dad Jake pulled his Newly loaded glass pipe out, and his bic. He flicked the Bic, flame to the bottom of the clear glass pipe, and the flame started melting that beautiful crystal, bubbling , as Jake rocked the pipe back-and-forth, watching that white cloud form in the bulb of the pipe, while putting it to his hungry mouth and, while flame under the pipe, kept sucking it in. He then locked lips with his Adam, blowing all that beautiful white smoke into his baby boy’s hungry lungs. “Ahh been too long,” said Jake. Adam, not wanting to shotgun Kyle yet, shotgunned it back to his daddy Jake. Kyle watched in interest to it all. How daddy and son just love their white cloud. Jake to Kyle. “This shits gonna change your brain forever. Raises your dopamine 1,000,000,000%, and then you end up, even after coming down, wanting some more, sometime down the road. For some, all they think about is getting their hole fucked. For me, I think about that, but I also like to stay a top, makes me appreciate my fucking hard dick and all of them hungry holes that want me and need me. You might find some new people in your life, some of them not so good people, and you need to fucking stay away from them Fucks. Usually types who won’t pay for it themselves. Your plug, your dealer, is also to become a part of your life. Ours is Andre, good dude who stays discreet. Checking on us every so often. Sometimes he offers discounts, Supplies like pipes, and accessories, cause you’re gonna fucking break them sooner or later bitch, trying to clean em or just dropping them, and your plug might even offer some freebies. So be good to your plug, cause he’ll be good to you, bitch. So just know what you’re getting yourself into. Got it? So, buddy, do you wanna try?” Kyle responded “Yes, I do daddy.” And so then Adam let daddy Jake spark up the pipe for newbie Kyle, and guide him through and past his new possible life-altering threshold. End of Chapter 3

I just read thru all the posts in this thread dating from early/mid May up to today, 16 July. Some back in May poo-poo'ed the virus as nothing, or media hype. We never learn. In the early 80's men ,gay men, were dying. And still people went head first into the sex venues in large cities, and guys out in the midwest/ rural areas lived under the belief that they were safe, it was only happening in big gay city spaces, not in Iowa or Alabama. They were wrong. Just recently, covid was an unknown. And it wasn't in the (fill in your country, , for me the US) Then the 1st case was diagnosed, but everyone was told it was contained and not an issue. They were wrong then, too. Hell, in my country, we even had an idiot in chief suggest it would "just fade away by Easter" Tho, in all fairness, he never said which YEAR by Easter, so maybe by 2040.... So from where I live in South Florida, the news folk began talking about monkeypox in mid May, and by the last week in May the Ft Lauderdale area had its first case, then 2 more. And still we have guys bending over pool tables in the bar day after day, and now, as of 2 days ago, Broward County, where Ft Lauderdale is, has 98 cases, Miami area has 26. Our Pride Center and county health department ran a monkeypox vaccination clinic this past week, and within 1 hour of putting the link up to reserve a shot time- all available slots were taken. At least , it seems, a lot of the gay men here have taken some responsibility for protecting themselves. Maybe , just maybe, there is hope.

It isn't an STI and it is kind of dangerous/flippant to dismiss it is as one. The sores are contagious and the virus can stay on surfaces (clothes, sheets, etc.). This hypothetically means you could spread it brushing up against someone or in a way that doesn't come directly from consensual sex. Additionally, we don't know very much about this particular outbreak because the variant is mutating more rapidly than scientists would expect...so this could change. (Much like CoVid did and has with variants that are resistant to or ignore the vaccine entirely.) I STRONGLY advise people to do the research on this one and not openly put yourself at risk (and others by proxy) for something that you may not fully understand. Again, the fact this can spread via the sores and in a non sexual way is a bit more worrisome than a run of the mill STI. At the VERY LEAST, people should be doing their research on this one and at least understand the risks of having it before just accepting it.

I dated a man once that always had huge loads. Like two swallows when I sucked him off. He said it was because he stayed hydrated all the time. Not sure if that works but I was the proud recipient of his delicious seed.

Part 13 The poppers were getting to my head, making me feel extremely slutty and forget my limits and fears. He was now thrusting my mouth, holding my head so he could look into my eyes while fucking my throat. -“Good boy, take all of my cock! You’ll make a beautiful addition to the family!” Those word resonated like music to my ears and made me go even harder on his dick. In this specific moment, I wanted his poz cum, and all the fears I had felt earlier were gone. -“Yes, boy, get my dick wet, that’s the only lube you’ll get!” Keeping his cock in my mouth, he turned his attention to my ass sliding his hand down my shorts to tease my hole with the tip of his fingers. -“Your hole’s already twitching, isn’t it? Get your ass up there!” he ordered, pointing at the bed. -“I’m gonna get you ready!” I got up and he pulled my shorts all the way down, revealing my white jockstrap. After I got on all four on the bed, he proceeded to eat my ass thoroughly. I felt his tongue going deeper and deeper into my hole which was already wet from excitement and sweat. -“That’s a good little hole, my dick is going to feel very good inside, don’t you think, boy?” -“Yes, Sir! -“Turn around boy, I wanna see your face!” He flipped me more than I turned around onto my back. I was definitely not in control of the situation. He was, and I was loving it. That’s what I had pictured for a conversion if it had to happen. Someone taking full charge of me, leaving me no choice. My mind was too foggy from the excitement and the poppers he was constantly feeding me for me to think about backing out. He was holding my legs up on his shoulders, while rubbing the tip of his dick against my hole. -“Oh boy, I’ve been wanting to do this for so long! All those years of teasing will finally pay off!” His rubbing was getting more intense. -“Look at me in the eyes! I dropped my meds for you, son! I want to be the one giving you the bug!” I was just out of my mind. -“Please, Sir! Give it to me!” -“You want my poz dick inside you, boy?” -“Yes, Sir!” -“I’m gonna be the one converting you!” He gave me another sniff of poppers. I felt his dick slowly sliding into me as he was looking at me in the eyes with a worrying grin on his face and holding my neck with his right hand. -“There we go, boy. There’s no going back now!” I was overjoyed. I finally had his toxic cock deep inside my ass. Unlike previous times, I had consciously made the decision to take it and in this particular instant, I could not have been happier or more excited. No fear, no regret. -“Is that what you wanted, boy? My poz cock planted deep in you?” -“Yes, that’s I want! Please fuck me, Sir!” was all I could answer before he stuck the poppers under my nose again. I was feeling him thrusting in and out. He was making sure to go as deep as possible to make me moan. -“Boy, your hole feels so good, I don’t think I’m gonna last long! I’m gonna cum soon!” I realized he was about to shoot an unmedicated poz load in my bare hole which snapped me back into reality. I was getting cold feet. But before I could do anything about, it, he grabbed my head and said -“Look at me boy, I want to see your eyes when I give you your first toxic load!” The pace of his thrusts picked up -“Take my poz cum, boy!” he screamed while looking me in the eyes. His thrusting stopped, his dick deep in my hole. I could feel his cock throbbing, ensuring every last drop of his charged up load would land inside me. He collapsed onto me, drenched in sweat. I could smell his male scent all over me. I had just taken my first poz load, knowingly. The fear, the conflict rushed back immediately. I was just thinking that I had forgotten to take my PrEp that evening, and that I couldn’t wait for him to leave to go take it. He got up, wiped his sweat off with his tank top, pulled his pants up and headed to the door, not before giving me a kiss -“Thanks, boy! It was great! I’ll see you on Saturday, pick you up here at 8pm!” I got up as soon as I heard the door shut and headed to the bathroom, going straight to my toiletry bag. My bottle of PrEp wasn’t there.

Dad and Alex help me out of bed as they take me to the shower. I'm so weak, with my body racked with pain. Alex stays with me in the shower to cool me off as I know I'm running with a high fever. Alex says the next few days will be hard as my body will louse the fight as Dad's toxic seed invades my body. Dad is changing the wet sheets as the rubber sheet goes on with towels to absorb my sweat. Dad's Doctor comes by to check in on me as he sees a rash and asks me to turn on my stomach, spreads my ass cheeks, and is laughing about what my hole looks like now. The doctor says to my father that this was a beautiful virgin hole a few weeks ago, and now it's a swollen mess, so how many loads did you put in your son? Dad shrugs his shoulds, maybe 50, with spit for lube. It's too early for a test, so for now, keep your son well hydrated with water only. On the fifth day, I started to feel better and could eat some food. I'm so thankful Dad, and Alex was here to take care of me as Dad tells Alex to take me shopping for some clothes so I will have my own and will not have to wear Alex's clothes. Alex knows where to find clothes that will fit me and show off my body. The first stop is the Scorpion lounge, where Alex sometimes works and introduces me to the manager. Alex asks if I can work there sometimes, and the manager asks for my ID and for me to drop my shorts to see my dick. I can see he was impressed, then wondered if I was pregnant yet and Alex that I was recovering from the fuck flu, then told him it was our father was my breeder. Since the Fuck Flu, my dick is with semi-hard or rock hard, so I ask Alex if this is normal, and he starts to laugh. You need to unload, so after the Jock Strap store, I will take you to an Adult Book Store to unload. At the Jock store, the owner as me to strip and take measurements like I was getting a custom-tailored suit. He says to wait as he goes into the back, and in 20 minutes, he comes out with a black and white one. The store owner says I have your measurements, so you call and tell me what you want. He asks if I want to get with Jockstraps with the POZ symbol. Next was getting shorts, some for comfort and some to show off my butt crack and that I am swinging a big dick.

Part 3 - A Mysterious Illness For the Royal Kingdom, insanity drew intensity as panic flooded the streets. Naked bodies fled their homes, houses burned. The Great Pause had descended onto the Royal mansion, and all of its subjects. As the sun fell behind the far mountains of the west, Chance Royal and his officers took to the street. Moving door to door in the panic, he looked for doors with a red X marked on the front. He came to a small house, the door appeared as if blood had been slathered diagonally both ways, a red X. Chance issued Brian an order, to enter the premises and Pause all activity. Each door that King Chance came across that had a red X was issued an officer to enter for the Great Pause. Chance came across another door, once again, with a red X slashed across the front. He stood before it, the screams and panic around him fueled his hatred towards the doctor. He reconsidered carefully, as the doctor, who appeared from no where, told him that his kingdom would be in ruin if he continued. Although the doctor was intelligent, he was never seen again after telling the king of the chaos that ensued. Allegedly, he entered a small box with a red X painted on the outside, where he and the box were never seen again. Chance entered the door. Inside he turned a corner, and found an older man laying on a table, surrounded by offerings. The man acknowledged Chance, and pleaded that he could be honored to take part in the Great Pause. “This kingdom, you, my king. I owe my life and devote myself to you. We will resume our kingdom, and I lay my loyalty down to you.” Chance laughed deeply. His cock growing. This poor bastard had no idea why the kingdom was suffering, and he had no idea what the Great Pause was. Sure, the kingdom was experiencing a pause in all economic progress, but this was strictly a health matter. “The doctor said a strange illness was spreading. I am the illness. I am what perverts this country. You lay your life down to me, I will reward you. You will never have to worry about getting the illness again after I’m done with you.” The man stared at Chance. And the grin across his face turned remarkably evil, and his cock jumped. Hard, bushy, and curving to the left, the man begged Chance to give him the illness. Astounded, Chance walked over to the man, realizing he was a soothsayer. The man knew everything already; he stood up to bow and pay his respects. Chance grabbed his prick, pulling him in, and kissing the man passionately. He slid his tongue in and out of the man’s mouth, and moved down his body. Kissing his nipples, belly button, and cock, Chance began pleasuring the soothsayer by sucking his rigid cock. Precum leaked and oozed from him, salty and tasty. He smelled musky, and sweaty. Chance stood, and turned the man around swiftly. Chance spit downwards on his cock, and shoved it in the man’s hole. Barely any lubrication, the soothsayer whelped out a loud howl of pain. This didn’t stop Chance, it only made him fuck harder. The soothsayer begged and pleaded and bargained with Chance to infect him. To take over and hijack his mind and body with the illness. Chance slammed deep, and long, thrusting hard into the man’s guts. Each fuck, each thrust, and each slam, the soothsayer moaned in pleasure now. Chance picked up pace, and depth. Burrowing his cock into the man. “You’re mine. You owe me. You’ll serve me in death.” The soothsayer exploded. Cum spattered everywhere as Chance fucked him harder, spewing his own toxic, evil seed into the garden he tilled. The soothsayer hungrily took the load. Chance stepped back, looking at the man. The soothsayer winked at him. “The kingdom may be in a Great Pause, but your majesty, YOU are the Great Poz. I am honored to serve you.” ”You’re God damn right you are, faggot.”

Dad’s Pool Party Chapter Four Dad moved out the way and Big John took his place. He grabbed my ankles. Dad kneeled beside me, kissing me. “You did good son” Dad said, “The other men want their turns” I felt Big John’s cock push into my hole, hard and fast. He pulled my legs far apart. I felt his balls hit my ass. He didn’t wait, he started thrusting in and out of my hole. “What does toxic loads mean, Dad” I asked. “You will learn that later” Dad replied, “Just enjoy the rides” Big John was thrusting hard and steady. I watch Dad moved over and bend over a chair. A man got behind him and pushed his cock deep in Dad’s hairy asshole. I watched the man grab Dad’s hips and start fucking him. It was so fucking hot. “Fuck my ass” Dad said, “I want my son to eat your fucking seed out of my ass” “Fuck yeah” the man replied. I grabbed my cock, but someone pushed my hand away. “You don’t cum unless you shoot while being fucked” Big John was kissing Don as his cock fucked my hole. I moaned over and over. I was in cock lust. I wanted more in my hole and my mouth. As Don broke his kiss with Big John he said to me looking in my eyes: “He’s fucking your hole after it was up my fuck hole, coating it with an invisible invader” I didn’t know what he meant. Big John was dripping sweat. “Get ready boy, here comes my load” He slammed his cock into me and shot his load deep inside me. As he pulled out, I felt some dribble out. Don moved to take his place. He pulled the cum up to my hole with his cock head. He pushed it back in, driving in balls deep. “Can’t loose any of that seed boy” he said, “It’s important we mix the toxins” He didn’t wait he started to fuck me hard and deep. Looking around I could see men fucking and sucking each other. Dad was still getting fucked next to me, as a man kneeled in front of him sucking his hardened cock. He was watching me take Don’s fat Italian cock deep in me. He had an evil grin on his face. It scared me a little. Don put my feet on his chest and leaned forward. he bent me almost in half. I felt my ass open wider and my hole loosen. His sweat was dripping down in my face. “Open that mouth” he said. I opened wide, allowing his sweat to fall in my mouth. It was salty. Suddenly, he spat in my mouth, a big wad of spit. “Swallow it” I did. “He learns to drink from the tap tonight guys” Dad yelled. Don locked his hands around my neck and lifted me off the lounge chair. I was bouncing on his huge cock as he carried me around. I felt men run their fingers in my crack feeling Don’s cock slide in and out. “Get him a couple shots” Don said. I was given the small plastic cup again and drank down the clear liquid, not once but twice. I felt the warmth and soon was feeling the effects. “Jack, I am ready to release the tap” someone said. Don put me down and pulled out. I saw his olive colored cock coated with red thick slime. Dad quickly came over and push me to my knees. Don got behind me and shoved his cock back in. “Take that big acorn head in your mouth. Don’t suck, don’t move just hold still and swallow” Dad said. I opened and allowed the head to slide in. I wrapped my lips around it and waited. Soon a hot liquid began to flow. It filled my mouth and I swallowed. In my mind, I was thinking I am drinking this man’s piss. I just kept swallowing and swallowing. My stomach was filling up, mixing the piss with the clear liquor I was shooting. “Good boy” Dad said, rubbing my stomach. Don started to move his cock in and out of my hole, slowly but steady as this man pissed down my throat. Once the man was done, Dad locked his lips over mine and stuck is tongue in. We kissed like that for a while. Then Dad pulled away and said: “Tasting a man’s piss in my boy’s mouth” There was cheers again for the rest of the men. “Let’s move this into the basement and really get the party going” Don pulled out and Dad picked me up. Everyone went in and we went down to the basement. I didn’t know that Dad had moved the sofa out of the room and put up a hanging leather thing as well as what looked like padded and covered saw horses. Little brown bottles were everywhere. Dad grabbed the remote and started a movie. On the screen popped a group of men, all fucking and sucking. Don grabbed me from my Dad and put me in the leather hanging thing. “Welcome to your Dad’s sling” he said, putting my feet in the straps. Once secured, he rammed his cock into my hole. I yelped. “Popper this hot fuck toy up!” he said. A brown bottle was put in my face and I grabbed it, took the cap off and huffed deep, holding each huff in as Don fucked me hard and deep. Men were fucking and sucking all around me. Dad was on the saw horse with a cock deep in his ass and his throat. Both men were thrusting in and out. “Your Dad is getting spit roasted” Don said. “Looks hot” “After I cum up your ass, infecting your with my toxic seed, I’m going to pull out and you are going to clean my spent cock as someone slides deep in your hole” I moaned. His thrusted got quicker and harder. He was panting loudly, as his tightening ball sac slapped my ass. “Fuck man, someone’s about to get bred” a voice said. Don pushed in deep and lifted my ass up. His cum shot felt violent inside my hole. He slowly pulled out and another cock quickly slid in me. Don moved around and put his cock near my mouth. It was coated with pink thick liquid. “Taste those deadly loads and your ass juice” he ordered. Closing my eyes, I opened my mouth and he pushed in. I licked all around his cock as it drove deep into my throat. The cum was bitter, salty and tasted a little like blood. The man was fucking my hole hard. I huffed more from the brown bottle and enjoyed the pounding. My cock was leaking and the clear liquid was pooling on my lower stomach. One of Dad’s buddies walk towards me. He was tall, bald and had a devilish goatee. Both is arms were covered with tattoos; black, white and grey tattoos like a sleeve of a shirt. His chest had one tattoo. A scorpion with a small red plus sign in its stinger. His cock was thick, veiny and rock hard, very similar to my Dad’s.. His nipples each had a little silver ring through them, while hiss cock had a thick ring going into his piss slit and coming out, well at this point I did not know. He scared me a lot. “Boy, I’m going to slide this deadly weapon up that used hole after he’s done” I moaned from the dick sliding in and out of my hole. “I’m going to open your hole” he said, “hard!” and walked a short distance away. “Fuck,” the man with his big man cock up my hole said, “I’m going to watch that. Don’t be too scared boy, that’s Axel, but wall all call him Lucifer. He calls himself ‘The Prince of Death.” His seed is so toxic that when it takes hold of someone, they are referred to as ‘The Defiled.’” My fear grew inside my mind, but my cock was telling a different story. I was leaking more and more. Axel come back over and lick up the puddle off Amy stomach. His tongue grazed my cock head as he did, causing more to come out. The man’s cock up my ass was thickening up and getting harder. His thrusting sped up and he grabbed his nipples and started to twisted them. He began to breathe harder and faster as his body tensed up. He suddenly yelled out: “I’m fucking coming up this neg hole,” I squeezed my hole around his cock. “Of my fucking God” he screamed, “here it comes” His load shot out of his cock and filled me, adding to the loads already in me. “Bring me your cock so I can clean” I told him. He pulled out and Axel stepped up in between my legs.

When my body is ready to be fucked, I find that I become very different mentally from when I’ve just recently been bred. Mind you, my insatiable ass means that switch gets flipped at the drop of a waistband, but if any time has passed in which I have to go without, it’s like my blood starts boiling. The longer it goes, the more in-heat I feel, and the more willing I become to do just about anything to take a cock. Inhibitions melt like butter, caution flutters away like a moth in a hurricane, modesty and dignity cease to have any meaning. Once I’ve been serially bred, it all calms down somewhat (I always end up wishing for just one more cock) and I kind of think, Damn - what was I doing? Not remorse or anything, just a little surprise that I would descend so far into depravity, or that I let so many men utterly degrade me. It doesn’t last, of course, the fire never goes out under my pot, so it’s inevitably going to come to a boil again sooner rather than later. Right now, I’m so in heat I can almost see the fuck-me waves rising off me. (I use ‘in heat’ to describe me because I feel as though ‘horny’ is connected to cock, and my readiness is all about my cunt - I’m literally a bitch in heat.) Does anyone else experience this kind of back-and-forth?

Without a doubt, Ed Hunter …

I like shaving anyway and get turned on feeling my shave smooth pubes, cock, balls and ass, but the addition of being spun, takes it to another level In the sling or gyni chair with legs spread wide truly spun and gagging with the top making sure everything is ultra smooth… it gets the senses and endorphins going wild at the touch

FUCK! Wish you could seed mine...several times.

DANG nice profile pic. I'd love to sink down on your rock-hard pole.

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After the absolute punishment my ass just received, I need a minute to recollect myself, but that was met with marginal success. I went out to the porch smoking area and lit up a cigarette. There was an older guy there. If I'm being honest, no one you'd look at twice. He asked me how my night was going. I said spectacular so far. He said he figured, because I had my legs sorta spread leaning against the wall smoking, he said he saw some drops of cum dripping from between my legs. We both kinda chuckled and my face reddened. He said he wouldn't mind cleaning that up. I figured what he meant but it really could have meant a number of things. So I took a drag of my cigarette, blew it out and walked across to the bench where he was sitting just outside the bar area across from the office. I walked a few feet in front and to the side of him and just simply bent over. He got up, walked behind me and began to lick and tongue my ass. After a few minutes he tried to really suck it outta there and I let him. He wasn't much to look at but that felt amazing. Just then two guys, obviously independent of each other came out to sit on the bench across from the outside rooms. I finished my cigarette and pulled the guy furiously tonguing my hole and walked over to the guy closest to me. I was pretty brazen by then. I felt like I was getting cock as easily as I wanted it by then. (I know. Tough to do there right? Lol) I just stood in front of the guy and looked him straight in the eyes. He seemed a little unsure. Maybe a little nervous. I made sure he was meeting my state and then I looked straight at his crotch. He was wearing jeans and a tank top. He got the hint and pulled his cock out and started to stroke it. That's better I said. Then I looked at the next guy and he knew right away what I wanted. He took his cock out and started jerking it as well. I told him, pointing at the first guy. "He's first. Your next.". Not sure if they knew what I meant but I do know they wanted to find out. The first guys wasn't completely hard yet so I dropped to my knees and sucked him off until he was. Then I got up, pulled my lube out, coated his cock with it and stepped up with my boots on either side of his hips, I held on to the bench and lowered myself until I felt his hard cock between my legs. I went down a little further and told him to guide his cock into me. He did so and I bounced on it for several minutes until he told me I was gonna cum. He kinda tried to guide my hips so I didn't take his load, I believe trying to be polite. I was having it! I plopped all my weight on his lap and his cock exploded inside me. I looked at the other guy and said 'your turn!' He smiled and widened his stance. I don't know if he was expecting some head but he wasn't gonna get it. Lifted myself off the other guys cock and proceeded to fuck that guy the same way I did the first. The first guy got up and left and so did the second when blasted inside me. I looked to my left and saw the older guy and two others jerking their hard cocks. When I saw them they split. So I asked the guy if he wanted some fresh cum outta my ass and he eagerly made his way over and repeated his machinations from earlier leaving me basically cumless in my ass that wouldn't do. I needed a refill. And I was gonna get it! <To be comtinued>

I think it's because by fucking guys, married guys can really let go and fuck like an animal. With a woman, they have to be gentle and considerate. Bottom men love to be fucked and usually like it aggressive. Plus, an ass is usually tighter, and if it's raw, the guy doesn't have to worry about getting someone PG. By fucking a guy, the married man can fuck like he's always wanted to. BALLS TO THE WALL!

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

Chapter IV By now, I was still hairless to please Victor. He was my maker after all and I was reborn after I met him. My nipples now were both pierced and behind my neck, a biohazard symbol tattoo with the date that I found my new faith. The day I tested positive, Victor placed a sling in the middle of his living room and posted a listing advertising me as a "Freshly Pozzed Cumdump in Need of a Recharge". About 24 guys game with most being poz. A lot were in leather and I hold that day to be more important than my birthday. I still remembered getting the last few loads for the night and seeing Victor telling me how much he loves me and how he didn't see his life turning out to be like this. I agreed with him as I too didn't expect myself to be like this. I didn't recognize the old me at all. So repressed and insecure. I was now more confident and bold than most guys my age. I would also gravitate more to old guys since then. There wasn't a load that I wouldn't refuse. I was proud to not just be a cumdump, but the cumdump. Now, every time I'm in public, I relish at the sight of the men who have bred me trying to look away as they hold their wive's hands. If only they knew... Though Jeff was older than me, I can tell he doesn't play around much as I would, even if he looks like he could be an extra in the next Thor movie. Every time I see his blonde locks tied in a bun when he does his deadlifts, I picture myself pulling it as I pound him doggy style with him begging for my load. Patience now, I keep telling myself. I had 5 free sessions with Jeff to which I could then extend with a subscription. Typical offer from a typical business. Jeff was friendly when we met. We hadn't properly introduced ourselves before but shaking his hands and feeling his grip gave me a sense of the kind of guy he is. He was definitely built and arguably bulked. His chest would pop out of his shirt and his legs were definitely sculpted by Michelangelo. His face was typically nordic, with sharp eyes and thin lips and when he smiles, you know it would get the girls swooning. How great it was that this scandinavian sweetheart was gay? During our second session, I finally brought up.. "So..have you screwed any guy around here?" "Not that often...it's only worth it if you're here in the morning though.. someone's always willing to blow you in the sauna. You?" I liked how candid he was. "Nah, I think I'd be too uncomfortable to do it here..." "Once you've tried it you won't regret it ;)" His wink left me with a strange feeling. Our conversation ended there as I had to start a new set. After, as I was changing in the lockers, I spotted Jeff in the shower. With only my towel, I slowly made my way there and through the steam I could fully see how beautiful he was. He noticed me and smiled. Without any hesitation, I approached him and grabbed his cock. Bigger than average. Very thick I thought. He put his arms on my shoulder and I jerked him off. As he was about to come, I kneeled suck the cum out of him, before coming back up and kissing him to which he was first repulsed but gave into. "Never did that before.." "You're right. I don't regret doing this ;)" I immediately left to grab my things and as I got into the car, I see him knocking on my window. He asked me what I was doing after. "Well, I'm planning on getting some groceries but I think it's a bit too late so I might just head somewhere for a bite. Wanna come?" "Yeah, sure. You don't live far from here?" "Bout 10 minutes. There's a burger spot nearby." Jeff hopped in and left his bike. During the ride, we made some small talk and I got to learn more bout this trainer whose thighs could crush a watermelon. He enjoys the fitness lifestyle and would always cycle cross country. Pretty basic stuff. No deviant tendencies so far. "When did you know you were into guys?" I've no shame, might as well be direct. "Prolly a few years ago. I'm kinda new to this thing and I guess the writing was always on the wall every time I see someone cute in those lockers...but what made me really sure was the first time I took it in the ass. What a feeling..." "Right? And you know what the best feeling is right?" "What?" "When they come deep inside of you, as if they're impregnating you. Don't you like that?" "Oh hell yeah... but I rarely get bred tho. Got to be cautious." "That's right. But you've to admit, the feeling is kinda great no? Knowing that you're carrying some guy's cum in you. Nothing compares" "Hah hell yeah.." By now I could spot the hard-on Jeff was trying to hide with his bag. As I reached the burger place close to home, there wasn't any parking and the line at the drive thru was spilling onto the main road. "What bout we just order take out from my place? Are you good with that?" "Yeah sure.." As we were bout to reach home I was wondering why Jeff wanted to hang out. Was he expecting something more or was he just hungry? Once we were in the alley, we made our way to the townhouse I now call home. When Jeff came in, he was taken aback as I was when I was first here. "Damn, you live here alone?" "No, I've a roommate. His family owns the place and I kinda do some favours for him for a good deal." Victor was out of town for an art porn he had to film. It was in Maine and was set in a forrest. I still didn't understand the context of the art he's into but as long as we worship together, that's all that matters. Jeff and I decided on sushi and we ended up in the TV room to wait. Frankly, I don't care what's on the TV but I knew that Jeff was in for a surprise when he reached for the remote. There, on a 72 inch screen was a film of me being railed by a bear that was probably twice my age. I was determined and was squatting on him, in full control. The bear was pretty big and packed a fat dick that lead me to gyrate on it. Jeff didn't even blink an eye. He was engrossed. The minute the bear was asking me if I was going to take his babies and I replied that I would gladly take it, I could see how hard Jeff was. When the bear came and I moaned in the state of lust I was in, the bell rung and food was here. "Crazy stuff right? Hope you don't mind haha food's here." "Yeah, uh kinda hot. Is it ok if I watch this?" "Take as much time as you want. This isn't the only vid there is ;)" I brought the food into the room and by now the next video in queue started to play. This time, it was Victor and a college twink at some resort, probably Palm Spring. It was also one of his first attempts at pozzing someone, but the twink was on prep. Still, the video was excellent. They were fucking missionary style and Victor kept taunting the twink if he's ready for his toxic load. The twink could only muster yes and they both came in unison, with Victor savouring every drop of the twink's cum and rimming his creampied hole after. Jeff was still watching and by now we were almost done eating. We barely spoke and Jeff was unfazed. He wanted to see what was next. All I could do was smirk and asked if him if he smokes. "Cigarettes or Weed?" "Something else.. something better" I brought the pipe and just like Victor, I smoked first and breathed into Jeff. We started to kiss and after about 5-8 hits, Jeff was already starting to be at ease. "Damn, this is amazing...and these videos....do you always make them..?" "It depends...sometimes I forget... some of the best fucks I've had I do regret not filming it tho.." "And that other video, was that guy really toxic? And that twink really wanted it? Shit.. why?" "I dont' know Jeff. Could be acting! Why? Would you be down for poz cum?" I raised my eyebrows as I glanced him. It was apparent how the T was now overtaking him.. "I mean, like you said, nothing feels better than getting bred right? Haha" It's cute how naive Jeff is. He likes getting bred and he knows it feels good but he doesn't wanna embrace it. I got myself closer to him and we made out again. We continued to smoke and watch a few more films. The last film the gangbang I had when I first became poz. By now Jeff started to comprehend that I was poz. We continued to make out and smoked. After the screen turned blank, we realised that it was dark and 4 hours had passed by. That's how time is on Tina. "Shit, it's getting late.." "You want to stay?" "Can I..?" "Yeah, there's a guest room in the basement and we don't have to stop what we're doing.." "But.. you're poz.." "So..?" "Would I get it..?" "Depends on what we do..why don't we just enjoy the moment now?" We smoked more and by now Jeff was sweating like a pig. I suggested him to take his clothes off with only his boxers. Boy was he gorgeous. I on the other hand changed into a robe and we were now watching some other random bareback porn that we couldn't take our eyes off. I started to get a bit bored but I can tell Jeff was still engrossed. The next video played and it was some college dude in a sling getting his ass probed by the coach. Perfect timing.. "You wanna try that?" "Maybe.. looks hot. Didn't know a tight ass like that could handle something that huge.." "Oh you'd be surprised Jeff. I can show you" "You got a sling?" We went upstairs and again, Jeff was taken aback. Did he expect this from me? Probably not.. I told him to relax and to hop on the recently installed sling that was now hanging under the chandelier. It took a while given this god's size but we succeeded in getting him in. His legs were spread, and all Jeff could say was how cool it was and good it felt. "Shall I get the toys?" His face now changed to that of fear. I reassured him that it'll be fine. As I grabbed the toys, I decided to also take some cuffs. With his limbs locked onto the chain, I began rubbing his hole with shards of T that was used on me before and from Jeff's expression, I knew I hit jackpot. Shit shit shit was all he could say. Fingering his ass was amazing. It was tight, obvious that it hadn't been used in a while and his glutes were hard and firm. I couldn't help but to pinch and knead it while I probed him, hearing his moans to tell me to go on. The first dildo that Jeff took was a bit rocky in the beginning, but halfway it smoothly went in to his amazement. "Shit man, this feels so fucking good... what the fuck..." By the 4th dildo, Jeff's hole was officially loose and could be branded as a muscle bitch bottom. His ass ring was dilated and the t lube was oozing out of it. This was the time to propose my offer. "So Jeff, want to feel a real dick in you now?" "Hell yeah man but shit aren't you poz" "Yeah, why? You don't like risks? You already took one when you asked me out earlier" I was hoping that Tina was now working her magic on this finnish jock and that he would take whatever comes. "Yeah, guess that's true..." "And it's not a death sentence Jeff, there's so much options now.. don't you wanna know what it feels like to be in those videos? Being the center of attention?" This got him. "Fuck yeah... those were so hot.." "Don't you wanna be like me? Like us? Be a part of something bigger?" "There's a group? Damn sign me up man" "Of course there is...you get to be one of the first few members. Don't you want that? You can teach others like us to not just take cock but to also work out." I didn't need to convince him any further at this point as the 5th dildo I was holding and turning into him left him speechless. Without any further of due, I stood and placed myself infront of him, robe off, my cock pointing toward his hole, teasing with a bit of precum. We looked at each other and I asked him if he wants this. "What the hell, yeah fuck me man just fill me up already." He was hesitant. I got closer to him, circling my hard cock around his hole and asking him again, "Are you sure you want my poz cum Jeff? You get to be one of those guys you saw and find your true purpose" This time we locked eyes and with full confident, he said "Fuck Drew, breed me with your poz cum and make me part of you. I want and need this." He was now desperate. Perfect. I slid in and his hole was velvet. It acclimatized to my cock comfortably, his ass muscle squeezing and loosening at a decent pace. Every stoke I gave made him yelp and pant. His hair was now untied and I could see how beautiful this man was. The sweat on his face and his blue dilated eyes was the ideal combination of broken innocence and lust. Like Victor, I took my time fucking Jeff. I had to also convince him of Dionysus. But maybe I should wait for Victor as I wasn't well read like him. Pozzing him would be enough for today. With the sling, fucking Jeff nonstop felt effortless. No cramps with him being suspended. A+ for ergonomics. "Aw man, are you gonna cum in me soon? Fuck, don't stop man you're so good.." "Soon? We'll see. I take my time Jeff, just like you take your time when you do your squats... you know how many times I imagine you bouncing on my dick like you do your squats? Fucking you like this is even better cause I get to see your gorgeous kendoll face. Being raunchy definitely suits you.." "Fuck yes.. I thought you were hot too when I first saw you man.... i knew it was meant to be when I saw you on grindr.." We were both now panting, bullets of sweats forming and I wasn't even close yet even if I was stiff as a sequoia. Got to love T. My precum on the other hand was now gushing in Jeff. I was really churning. "You're so fucking beautiful Jeff, I can't wait to breed you and have my seed in you. You want a part of me in you babe?" Jeff looked at me with that puppy eyes look and nodded... "Breed me man, give me your poz seed and make me like one of those guys in those vids." I couldn't hold it any longer. With a few thrusts, I finally released myself into him and flooded his guts good. I must have jolted about 5 times as I couldn't contain my cum any longer. Jeff's ass looked as if he was bred by 4 guys. If this guy doesn't get pozzed, then I must've done something wrong. "Oh fuck man, that feels so good...I feel it... it's so full dude fuck.." I stared at Jeff and smiled before I dived in to kiss him. We embraced and I unlocked his limbs from the sling. We got on the bed and I made him stand on all fours so I could him my cum out of him. "You want to taste some of my cum?" "Fuck yes." I took a big gulp and vacuumed his ass out. He took the cum like a champ and even licked the side of my lips for more. What a fucking slut. You wouldn't think a dude this big would be a muscle bottom bitch. I have to pat myself in the back for achieving this goal. New member obtained. Fucking Victor is going to be ecstatic. Jeff and I spent the rest of the night in bed, fondled a bit and I explained to him what was going to happen next. He took it all in well and was convinced of the plan. "Being a part of something, yeah I could use that. Kinda feel like my life's going no where sometimes. This is good." "It's hot." "Fuck yeah it is.." I then told Jeff to come back soon as I wanted him to meet Victor. We still needed to do a ritual for him and make him see what we see. At dawn, I got horny again and with Jeff's ass was exposed, I bred him once again in his sleep. Right before I was about to come, he woke up and tightened his ass, saying oh fuck and I came in buckets. With Victor in my mind, I thought that this time, he better carry our poz seed.

I've worn the mantle of cumslut on many occasions. Often I've felt like an impostor, but other times I feel I've earned every single load. Some guys look down on me because they know I've taken or still take anonymous loads. Some guys look up to me for the same reason. I've had tops hit me up on the apps because I was a cumdump and I've had guys politely (or sometimes NOT politely) decline when I hit them up. So, I guess it depends on the guy. I WILL say, though, that some guys who pull all the "Take it, you whore" type talk. Sometimes, I'll allow it just to get that nut. Other times, I've actually laughed out loud and kicked them out. I'm not sub enough for that.

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I like shaving. I have wondered what it would be like to get spun and have a bud shave my cock around to my ass. I know i get a bit on the sensitive side and most any touches seem to be amplified but i wonder what that would be like. the first time i got spun i was clawing at the sheets to get more up my ass. I really wanted ripped. I can only Imagin what i would do when a guy has a razor between my legs

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I always enjoyed older men and incest. My dad is 22 years older than me. We started having sex when I was 14. It started with me giving him blowjobs, swallowing his cum, and serving as his urinal. Soon he was fucking my ass. Eventually my older brother, 18 months older then me, found out and started using my mouth and ass too. My father and older brother were not only my first father-son spit-roast three-way, but also my first double penetration three-way. After a year of my dad and brother using me, dad started turning me over to his poker buddies and bar owners in order to clear his gambling debts and bar tabs, and my brother let his high school football teammate buddies and other friends use me in exchange for favors and pot. Although I enjoyed the musclebound football jocks, I really loved the older guys my dad whored me out to. It is not surprising when I turned 18 and was legal drinking age, I found a leather bar that housed a leather club and became a sub to the daddy leather bear members. This also explains why my first partner was 26 years older than me. However, now that I am 55 and find older tops difficult to hook up with especially during the pandemic, I find myself hooking up with younger tops.

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Part 2 I woke up the next morning with the visions of last night still burned into my mind. I really didn't know what to think. So......Colt was gay. THAT part really didn't bother me much. I mean, it IS Texas. It's really conservative, and queers are not totally accepted.....BUT....not everyone is so closed minded. And we had been so close for so long that I couldn't just turn my back on him. I loved the dude. But the rest of it? The rough, brutal sex, the drugs, broadcasting it on the internet? That's what I had trouble accepting. If Colt wanted to have a nice boyfriend, that was one thing, but everything else he was doing? I didn't know how I felt about it. It was pretty fucked up. But as I layed in bed and absentmindedly stroked my cock, I kept seeing Colt taking that big, black cock up his ass. I didn't want to, I was trying to think of pussy, but Colt kept creeping back in. And I didn't understand why thinking about it got my cock so hard. I wasn't gay! Other than jerking off with my best friend, I never thought about cock. But for some reason, I kept seeing it going up Colt's ass. I quickly jerked myself off so I could get on with my day, but I still thought about it all day long. And all the next day too. Monday at school, I was the one avoiding Colt. I just couldn't face him yet. Not after all I had seen. It was Thursday before Colt approached me. "Hey Austin." He said, coming up to my locker after last period. And yes, my name is Austin, Austin Allen Collins, and I live in Texas. You might think I was named after the city, but you would be wrong. I was actually named after Stone Cold Steve Austin, my dad's favourite wrestler. But any way, Colt approached my locker. "Austin," he said again, "I know I've been kind of an asshole lately." "You don't say." I replied. If he was about to apologize, I wasn't going to make it easy for him. "Yea, look dude, I'm sorry, I really am. I've been going through some shit and I guess I just needed some space." "So, you just push me aside? Is that what best friends do? We've always told each other everything, so what's changed, dickhead?" I prodded him. I didn't expect him to fess up to anything, especially not here at school, and frankly, I didn't know if he would ever fess up. But over the last couple of days I had done a lot of thinking, and had decided I would try to be here for him, if he wanted it. "Look man, I'm sorry. I really am and I want to make it up to you. I got some killer weed and I'm free all weekend. Come on, we had a great time on your birthday." "Yea, then you turned back into an asshole. What's up with that?" "Come on bro.....I'm sorry! I have been a total dick and I know it. But we're brothers! Please forgive me. Come on, we'll get some beer and have a great weekend. My parents will be gone again!" I looked at his face and he really did seem to be sorry. But knowing what I knew about him, and that he was obviously really struggling with some heavy shit, I gave in. "All right asshole." I said. "Just me and you, all weekend. And you better get some good beer, not some piss water shit!" "I promise!" He smiled. "It's going to be a great best bro weekend!" I just shook my head as he walked away. Maybe he was planning to come clean this weekend. I actually hoped for his sake he would. That's a big fucking secret he's hiding. Friday night found us at his house as promised. He had a case of beer and a fat sack of weed. We hit the bong, then hit the video games. After a couple hours, several beers, and a lot of weed, things started to feel back to normal again. We were both just sitting there in our boxers and feeling good. Colt's fly gaped open and I could see his big, soft cock nestled against his large balls. It made me think of him shooting off as his ass got plowed. I tried not to think about it, but I couldn't stop. Throughout the night, Colt kept getting text messages. He would quickly respond to them, then pretend nothing had happened. He also got a couple of phone calls. "Aren't you going to answer that?" I asked him as his ringtone played the Toby Keith classic 'Beer for my horses.' "Naw. Voicemail can get it. This weekend is all about me and you, bro." He said as he grabbed my knee and gave it a squeeze. We kept on playing video games for a while, and I knew he wasn't going to bring it up, so I tried. "So what's been going on dude?" I asked. "What's this shit you've been going through?" Colt looked uncomfortable. "I'm not ready to talk about it yet." "Why not?" I asked. "Remember we tell each other everything. We've been jerking off together for years, what do we have to hide?" Colt just chugged on his beer. "I can't just yet. But I will, I promise." I let it drop. I figured he would tell me soon enough, so we continued with drinking, smoking, and gaming. Pretty soon it was 2 am and we were drunk and high and decided to hit the hay. As we lay on his bed, we both just stared at the ceiling. Now that we didn't have video games in front of us, the images of last weekend filled up my head. It was tearing me up inside and I couldn't control myself any longer. I ended up blurting out, "I know." Colt was silent for a moment before asking, "You know what?" "I know your secret dude!" I could hear Colt taking deep breaths in the dead silence. Finally he asked, "What secret is that?" God damn him! I was over the games and the lies and was determined to drag the truth out of him. I rolled over on my side and faced him. "I saw you. Last weekend." Colt rolled on his side with his back toward me. I continued, "I was tired of your bullshit so I went over to your house, and I saw, through the window." More tense silence followed as Colt processed what I had said. Finally he whispered, "You don't hate me?" My heart hurt that Colt actually thought I could hate him. "No dude, I don't hate you. I'm here right now, aren't I?" Colt rolled to face me. "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I didn't know how to bring it up. The thought of losing you scared me more than anything." "Dude," I said, looking him right in his eyes, "We're family. And you don't turn your back on family. No matter what." Colt just smiled at me, a look of relief on his face. "I mean, if you want to be gay, be gay. I don't give a fuck. I got your back bro. But all that other shit? What's that about? Do you really like that?" Colt was silent for a moment, averting his eyes from me before he replied, "Yea Austin, I do. I mean, I really, really do. I kind of always have. I used to check out all kinds of crazy shit online, and I always thought it was hot. Then I started chatting with Dante and Carlos, and when I turned 18, I met up with them and things just progressed. You think I'm a sick fuck, don't you?" I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling again. "I don't know what to think, man. I'm trying to be cool with all this. So what was up with the camera? Why did they say people had paid to see this?" "Well," he began, "Dante and Carlos have this internet business, and people from all over the world pay to watch these shows. 50 bucks a pop. And they're good guys. They split the money with me. Last weekend I made a thousand bucks." "A thousand bucks?" I asked incredulously as I turned back to him. "Yea, I'm their most popular guy right now. I bring in a HUGE audience." I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. "But, doesn't that kind of make you a whore?" I asked. "I don't really think about it like that." He replied. "I mean, I'm going to be having sex anyway, so why not make some money from it?" I remained silent as I pondered this. Colt just continued to look at me while he waited for the next question. "So, what about the drugs, dude?" I continued. "What was that shit you were smoking? And what was that brown bottle?" "Well, that brown bottle was poppers. They help you to relax. And the other stuff was Tina, or meth." I shot up on my elbows and looked down on him. "Meth? Are you fucking crazy?" "Relax man." He said. "It's not as bad as you think. Once in a while it's ok. You just have to control yourself. Look at me, I've been doing it for a couple of months now, do I look like I'm addicted?" I had to admit, he did look perfectly normal. "But, you were so fucked up that night." I said. "Yea I was." He laughed. "And I felt great! T is amazing shit! It's like a hundred times better than weed. It makes you feel so good, and it makes sex incredible!" He opened up his nightstand and pulled out a pipe and a baggie. "You wanna try some?" "What the fuck?" I asked, shocked. "You got that shit right here?" "Yea, come on. Give it a little try. It'll make you feel so good." I stared at the pipe in his hand before shaking my head. "I don't know man...." "Come on. It won't hurt you, I promise! You're my brother and I love ya, would I steer you wrong? Just give it a little try. It's awesome!" "Fine." I conceded. "I'll try it just this once to shut you up!" Colt's face lit up and his eyes sparkled as he started loading the pipe with the crystals. "Fuckin A dude! You're gonna love this!" He handed me the pipe and lit the small torch, melting the shards as he rolled the pipe. "Now," he said, "Put the pipe up to your lips and when the bowl fills with white smoke, inhale and hold it." I did as instructed, inhaling deep. It had kind of a weird taste to it, but wasn't too bad. Then I exhaled, and a large white cloud filled the air. "Now, take another one." Instructed Colt as he looked at me with a big smile on his face. I inhaled another big hit, and I started to feel warm and tingly as a rush went through my body. Colt took the pipe and inhaled a couple of big hits himself before asking me, "How do you feel?" "Warm and tingly." I replied, giggling a bit. "Good, now take a couple more." I took 2 more hits and my body started to feel like it was on fire. It was like I could feel every nerve in my body, and every nerve was telling me I was super horny. Colt took 2 more hits and handed me back the pipe. I took one more hit and the pipe was empty, which made me feel sad. Colt could see the disappointment on my face. "Don't worry buddy, I got plenty more." He said as he reloaded. "We're gonna get you feeling REAL good." I giggled a little more as he handed me the pipe, and I took 2 more hits. By now, I felt like I was floating and was kinda dizzy, but felt more alive than I ever had before. And hornier. "I got an idea. Instead of wasting smoke when we exhale, let's do a shotgun." He suggested. "What's that?" I asked. "When I take a hit, instead of just exhaling it, I put my mouth over yours and you breath in the smoke as I let it out. That way, we both benefit from the hit." I looked at him through my high state and giggled some more. "Sure, why not? I've done this much. Bring it on bro!" Colt hit the pipe and then slowly moved his face toward mine. My heart was pounding in my chest as he gently placed his lips against mine. I thought it would gross me out having another dudes lips on mine, but it didn't. Colt's lips were soft like a girls. I opened my mouth a little bit, and Cole started exhaling into me. I inhaled and felt his hot breath as it filled up my lungs, causing my cock to stir. He pulled away and looked deep into my eyes as I exhaled the smoke that had been in his body. "Your turn." He said, putting the pipe up to my lips. I took a big hit and leaned into him. When our lips touched again I felt a bolt of electricity jolt through my body. We opened our mouths and as I started exhaling, I felt his tongue enter my mouth. Instead of freaking out, I found myself responding to him. My own tongue inched forward until it was touching his. Gently, at first, our tongues rubbed over each others, but soon, I had melted into him and our kissing became stronger and more passionate. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him as our mouths tried to devour each other. It was weird at first, his hands on my body. These weren't soft, small girl hands. These were large, strong, rough man hands that were pulling my body against his, our bare chests rubbing against each other. He rolled me on my back and placed his larger body on top of me, our hard cocks pressing into each others rock hard stomachs. His rough hands explored my body, feeling like fire everywhere he touched me as his tongue raped my mouth. I ran my hands over his back, his strong, muscular back, relishing in the feeling of touching another man for the first time. I felt his powerful arms and grabbed his rock hard bubble butt as I moaned like a whore. After furiously making out for what seemed like an eternity, Colt pulled off me and looked down at my face, brushing my sweaty hair off my forehead. "You're so beautiful." He said. Now the straight guy in me should have been bothered by that, I suppose, but I think he was gone at this point. "So are you." I replied, looking deep into his eyes. Colt just started kissing my neck and chest before he planted one of his sexy lips on my nipple. He started sucking and nibbling on it, causing my cock to twitch as I gasped and moaned. He worked his magic on my nips before kissing his way down my stomach. He grabbed my 9 1/2 inch cock in his big hand and I gasped again at this new sensation. It felt so different than when a girl grabbed it. So much better. He licked the precum off the head before placing it in his mouth. He sucked on the knob as I squirmed before he slowly sank down on it, taking the entire thing down his throat. Holy shit! No bitch had EVER taken more than half my cock, and my best friend swallowed it with no problem! I groaned as I felt his throat muscles massage my shaft. Colt slid up and down my cock taking it to the root each and every time. He pulled off and grabbed some lube from the nightstand. Lubing up his finger, he started to insert into my ass. Now, I really should have stopped him at this point, but I was so high and so horned up, and everything up to now felt so amazing that I didn't even try to stop him. Colt slid his finger into me until I felt a jolt go through my body and my cock jumped. "Feel that baby?" He asked. "That's your prostate, and it makes you feel super good! Now just relax and let your bro show you how good it feels!" Colt stuck a second finger into me and started really rubbing it. I involuntarily spread my legs apart to give him better access. My cock felt like it was having one long, slow orgasm. "Oh yea baby." He moaned. "Look at all that precum! Your cock is like a river!" I looked down, and my stomach was covered with a big pool of it. Colt just leaned over and lapped it up like a puppy. Then he went back to sucking my cock. He added a third finger into my hole, and buried them as he worked my prostate. Soon, my whole body was shaking and I cried out as I exploded into the most intense orgasm I had ever had! Colt buried my cock in his throat as the first couple of jets shot off. Then he pulled back and took the rest of my cum into his mouth. After I stopped shaking and had given him the last of my load, he crawled up to my head and placed his mouth on mine. As I opened my mouth, Colt released the cum he was holding. We kissed as we rubbed my cum over each others tongue. Colt pulled off and loaded another pipe. "This one is all for you baby." He said, handing it to me. I didn't question him as I hit the pipe. He licked his finger and stuck it in the baggie, giving it a light covering of powder. "Now, this is going to burn a little bit." He said. "Just trust me baby, it'll pass." He stuck his finger in me as I took the fourth hit on the pipe, emptying it. I hissed as my ass burned while Colt finger fucked me. But he was right, it passed and was replaced by a new hunger. Colt made out with me as he lubed up his huge cock. "I want to take your virginity baby." He cooed in my ear. "Would you like that? Would you like your brother to take it? To be the first man inside you? Come on. Tell me you want it." "I do Colt!" I moaned. "I want it so bad! I want to feel you inside me!" "Good boy. That's what I want hear. Now, hit this." He said, handing me a brown bottle. "You're gonna need this!" I hit the bottle like I had seen him do before, and a new warmth rushed through my body, relaxing me. Colt climbed between my legs and lifted them up. "Now, when I start pushing in, you push out like you're taking a shit, got it?" I nodded. Then Colt started. He pushed against my butthole and I pushed back. I could feel my hole stretching and burning until it got to be too much. "Stop, please!" I begged him. "It's too big!" "Shhhh, I have faith in you." He said as he handed me the bottle again. "Take a few more hits." I hit the bottle a few more times as Colt kissed my neck. I could feel my asshole relax a bit as Colt started pushing again. I pushed back and Colt gave a sharp jab with his hips. His head popped past my anal ring and I let out a scream. Colt just covered my mouth. "Shhhhh baby. You did it. I'm inside of you. I'm so proud of you! Just relax and hit this some more." I hit the bottle a few more times and the pain subsided a bit. "Ok baby, ready?" He asked. "Cause here it comes. Now look at me. I want to see your eyes as I take you!" I looked at him through my tear stained eyes as he slowly started pushing into me. My insides felt like they were being ripped in two as his massive log sank into me inch by inch. I whimpered as he went deeper and deeper until eventually he had all 10 inches buried in me. "Oh baby, oh yeah! You did it!" He congratulated me as he kissed my neck. "You took all of me! I'm so proud of you. You got all of your brothers big fat cock buried in you!" He held it still for a while as my body adjusted to it. Then, he started to slowly fuck me. Just a little bit at first. Then gradually more and more. "Oh yea. Open up that pussy for me! Give me that hole! Give up that hole to your brother! Oh yea, you're loosening up baby, I can feel it. I'm gonna start really fucking you now!" And he did. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held on tight as he started pounding me. The pain had passed and all I felt was immense pleasure. "Oh god Colt. Oh yea, fuck me man! Oh God you feel so good inside me!" "Oh baby, I've wanted this for so long. I love you so much Austin!" We started kissing again as he pounded my no longer virgin hole. He rode me hard for a solid 5 minutes before he started panting. "Oh god I'm gonna cum baby. Are you ready? Are you ready for your first big load of man cum in your pussy?" "Fuck yea bro, do it! Give it to me! Cum in me Colt! I love you too!" Colt squeezed me tight into his big, muscular body as he let out a roar and pumped me full of his seed. My cock shot off again between our rock hard stomachs as I was filled up with his cum.

Best way to cum for me is getting my prostate hammered by a big dick and cum handsfree while getting fucked. Masturbation is OK but it is a different feeling.