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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.

It has been about ten years since I graduated from college and I guess that's why this encounter entered my mind recently. I used to jerk off to the memory of it for awhile, but thankfully my lust for barebacking and cummy adventures has filled my brain with lots of spankable material. Still, when I think back to this occasion, I still get pretty hard. I was a Resident Assistant for two years in college and I loved it because not only am I social person, but also because I got to have my own room and bathroom. It was the perfect situation for me as at that time I was a 'straight' college student at a big southern state school - a way to get to know a bunch of people but still get my own privacy when I needed it. Of course I principally needed a private room so I could jerk off. If I needed to fuck and dump a load in a nice ass, I went online and found a bottom somewhere in the vicinity who needed to be bred and who could also host. I don't exactly know when I became a barebacker, although looking back I suppose the attraction stemmed from my first anal experience. I frequently went to an adult book store to get head through a glory hole. I had discovered the ABS in my freshman year. It was far from campus so I wasn't all that concerned about running into anyone I knew from school, and as I was usually successful in getting a blowjob, I began to visit the place regularly. In any event, on the occasion of which I'm thinking, I was in a booth at the ABS and was receiving a particularly good blowjob through the glory hole. I was approaching orgasm when the mouth pulled away. Somewhat surprised, I withdrew my cock from the hole, and crouched down, peered into the hole, whereupon I heard the guy on the other side say "unlock your door." I did and within seconds the cocksucker stepped into my cubicle with me. He was a small framed Latino. His body and ass were quite furry, which I found a major fucking turn-on. He gestured that I should take a seat in the chair, my pants and underwear around my ankles. When I was in position he sat on my raw hard cock until I was balls deep inside him as he stared into my eyes. He rode me until I felt my orgasm build and suddenly burst inside him. I plainly saw how his eyes got wide and glazed over with satisfaction and animal-like lust. I was hooked: I was a top who bred bottoms. And believe me, every bottom I encountered craved my thick raw cock, especially 'cause my cock head always swelled to generous proportions just as I shot my large load deep in the bottom's guts. I also think the curve of my cock must have played the bottom's prostate like a fiddle. I quickly discovered I had only to fuck a bottom once before he would be addicted to my thick curve and he would beg for my cock. Yeah, once I entered a guy, his ass would belong to me. One particular college night, I was especially horny and needed a good bottom in whom to unload. I went online to Craigslist and found a 40 year old bottom who was, in the words of his posting, "looking to take as much college dick and cum as I can." I sent him a pic of my cock and my stats and waited. Within a few minutes he sent me his hotel and his room number with some pics. I checked out his pics; nice lean, masculine frame, salt'n'pepper hair, moderately hairy with a relatively hairless ass with a very furry crack. He said he'd meet me naked on all fours with the door propped open and that he might find another top to join. I got ready and headed his way. I arrived at the hotel and found the door ajar. I went inside and immediately could smell the familiar scent of masculine sweat, lube, and cum. This hole had been used. "Got a cummy ass for me?" I asked as I loudly undid my belt buckle (bottoms love that part...always see them either excitedly re-position like a puppy who knows it's getting a their bodies tremble and their asshole winks. Either one gets my dick hard) "Got two loads so far...you college boys are hungry." I had finished undressing, leaving on only my backward hat with my school's logo proudly displayed, and placed my large hand on his ass. He shook with pleasure. "Suck my cock and get it ready for your cummy pussy," I ordered. He moaned and dove for my cock. The moment it passed through his lips and he began to feel the girth and the length, he let out a animal-like grunt and instinctively arched his back to raise his furry-cracked bubble ass higher. I could see the glistening wetness on his slightly-open hole in the dim light of the hotel room as he continued to feast on my cock, moaning and grunting like a good little fuck pig. This pig needed more seed. The pigs cell phone on the bed next to him began to ring. He pulled off my cock "Sorry, sir, it's the other college guy top who's going to breed me with you--if you don't mind, sir." "Answer the phone so you can get back on my cock, pig." He answered the phone and it was clear the kid was asking for directions and this guy didn't know the city. He looked at me "Can you help him find this place?" I took the phone in one hand and grabbed the back of the pigs head with my other and guided his mouth back to my cock. I spoke into the phone. "Hey, I've got this pig hungrily slurping on my cock but his cummy butt needs more cock in it. Where are you so we can get you in one of these holes and make this pig a happy cumdump?" The voice on the phone hesitated at first, but when he spoke it was clear he was horny as fuck. "I just need to figure out how to get there from where I'm at--I'm new this semester." "I've got your welcome present here--don't forget the balls, pig--if you want a big load you better worship those balls, too. Okay, so where are you?" I talked with the other top about where he was and quickly directed him to where he was going. He was only five minutes away. "The door is still ajar, come in and shut it and get undressed before you fully enter the room. I want you ready to take over this mouth the second you walk in, because I need to reward this bitch for slurping on my cock so much by driving this thick curve deep in that wet hole." "You got it, man. Sounds so hot." I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed. The pig kept slurping on my cock as he held up a bottle of poppers. I took a huge hit and let the warmth and hunger wash over me as the cumdump took a few hits and hungrily returned to slobbering on my thick cock, savoring the precum and moaning like a fucking bitch. I heard the door open and heard the new college top fumbling with his clothes. He was a bit nervous, which wasn't all that surprising. I was prepared to take charge and get him where he needed to go, and honestly, I was sure once the college top felt the cock sucker's mouth he would be hooked. At that moment the college top entered. Glancing up I realized I knew him. He had recently moved to my floor, and I had casually spoken to him a couple of times. He was a quiet kid who mostly stayed to himself. A musician, if I remembered correctly. I remember thinking when I met him, that I thought he was cute, but I hadn't obsessed over him, after all, I was outwardly straight. But here we both were, both naked, in a hotel room, both of us were completely hard (and I noticed, his cock was also quite impressive. Once he recognized me, he was also clearly completely mortified and seemed a bit bit frozen, unsure of how to handle the situation. So I took charge. "Pig, you've had enough of my cock - at least for now. If you want my cock in that ass, go show our friend here how hungry you are for cock." The cumdump immediately got off the bed where he had been on all fours sucking my cock and rushed in front of my resident. Without hesitating, he dove onto the other guy's cock, loudly moaning and slurping like a slut. I watched as the panic melted away to pleasure and I walked over to the guys and presented a bottle of poppers under my resident's nose. He took a deep hit in both nostrils and immediately I saw it in his eyes--the hungry glazed look of a barebacker. He was ready. "On the bed on all fours, cumdump," I ordered. The 40 year old man quickly complied, making sure his back was arched to make his ass and mouth more appealing to the two college tops he was pleasuring. I looked at my resident asking "You want mouth or ass?" He smiled, "I want ass. I know I'll cum if I watch you fuck him and I want to breed him, especially if he's got some loads in him already." I climbed on the bed and got comfortable and the bottom immediately got to work sucking my cock. He was so excited knowing he was about to get fucked. My resident hesitated a second "Is there lube?" "He's got two loads in his ass. Just eat him out a bit to get him wet and push it in." I watched as my resident got between the bottom's legs, spread his ass cheeks, and went to town eating that cummy hole. The excessive moaning and flourishes he used on my cock made it clear he was quite happy, and was properly thanking me for arranging double fuck session. My resident, meanwhile, unquestionably loved eating cummy ass. I took some satisfaction in thinking I would have fun with the quiet musician who lived down the hall. Yeah, I was going to have fun with this boy. "Now fuck him. I'd say the bitch has earned a few more loads." I love being able to see the face of both bottom and the top when a top first slides his cock into a cummy-holed slut. The ecstasy and hunger the resident and cumdump were experiencing was abundantly tangible, so I took a large hit of poppers and begin to face fuck the bottom. He loved every second of the spit-roasting, and from the grunts coming from the top, I suspected he would barely last five minutes, so I paused in face-fucking the bottom so he can really enjoy my cock on his terms. I'd like to think each tongue-flick and oral massage of my cock was his way of thanking me. While he was enjoying the resident's cock, he knew he belonged to me. The cumdump could tell, even before I penetrated his hole, that my cock was special. He was a true cumdump. I looked up as the resident was practically howling, knowing he was about to cum. I withdrew from the cumdump's mouth, walked around the bed so I was directly behind the resident, allowing my hard cock head to rest against his ass cheek as I leaned in close behind him and quietly ordered the resident to "Load him. Load up the cumdump. I'm going to fuck him and I want your load deep in his guts while I'm filling him up. Give him your warm, thick load." I also ordered the cumdump to "Beg for that load, bitch. Tell him that you want it." And beg he did. The 40 year old begged and pleaded for that load like a true cumdump. The resident, meanwhile, was about to go over the edge, so I took the bottom about his waist and pulled him back so that the resident was completely balls-deep. Then, at just the right moment, I grunted in the resident's ear "Shoot that load." I could feel his body spasm as he came, wave after wave of orgasm hitting him as the cumdump moaned and thanked him over and over again. When he was done cumming, the resident pulled out with a wet "plop" and collapsed on his back on the bed next to the cumdump. I immediately grabbed the cumdump by the waist with both hands and spit on my cockhead. Placing my cock at the entrance to his wet, hot, cummy hole, I slid my entire eight inch shaft deep into his guts. The noise the cumdump made was unlike any I'd heard him: it was a deep, guttural groan that seemed to escape from deep in his gut. He was truly a bitch in heat. I took my time enjoying the cummy wetness of his warm guts as I pounded his ass, using every stroke to caress and massage the hole so that it began to naturally form to the shape of my cock. As I owned his ass, the cumdump eventually coaxed the resident to scoot up on the bed so he could suck his semi-hard cock while in the daze of the poppers and the pleasure of my cock filling his cummy hole. I felt my orgasm building as I watched the resident's cock growing harder in the cumdump's mouth and watching as the cumdump hungrily started really working for a load in his mouth, sensing another load would soon be deposited in his ass. He pushed back and met each thrust while giving focused attention to the cock in his mouth. As I said, he was a true cumdump, and most definitely was earning his cummy rewards. I unloaded in his ass moments before the resident unloaded in his mouth and felt the cumdump's body shivering as he felt my cockhead swell and release a giant load into his guts. His ass was filled to the brim with cum, and as the resident began to flood his mouth the cumdump laughed around the dick as he moaned and savored each drop. As my orgasm subsided, I pulled out slowly and felt the cum following my dick. When my cockhead popped out of the cumdump's well used asshole, a splatter of cum came out and landed on the hotel bedspread. In a flash, the resident dove on the cummy hole, licking and slurping up the cum and ass juices leaking out. "Push some of it back in" the bottom begged. "Please give me the seed." Scooping up some of the cum on my cock head, I slid my dick, which was still quite hard, back into his cummy ass. The resident kept his face right there by the hole, watching and breathing on my cock as if to make sure each drop of cum remained in the cumdump's hole. The bottom, for his part, clamped down on my cock when I withdrew, ensuring the multiple loads he had taken would not be lost. The resident immediately took my cummy cock in his mouth and cleaned it off. I smiled in satisfaction as he enjoyed servicing my cock for a few moments before I withdrew from his mouth. "Come on, we've got to go. I'm sure this cumdump has more tops on the way." "Just a couple," the bottom answered. I noticed his cummy asshole seemed to wink in agreement. The resident and I quickly dressed, so we were ready to leave at the same time. Just before I opened the door to leave, I looked over my shoulder at the cumdump and said "Thanks, cumpdump, you did a good job." With that, resident and I walked out. He didn't say anything until we were in the elevator. "Will this change anything at the dorms? Cuz I'm not really out," he asked with a hesitant voice. "Hey, nothing's going to change," I replied with a reassuring smile, "except that you're going to suck a load out of my cummy dick when we get back to the dorms." From his smile, I had the feeling he had decided a little change wasn't such a bad thing. This is my first story on here. Let me know if you guys enjoyed and I should keep writing...I have PLENTY of other great stories up my sleeves (or up someone's ass)

Thanks, as always, BootmanLA, for the exemplary explanations. Also to BergenGuy for the incisive input. The idea that the R's might ditch the filibuster themselves hadn't occurred to me. BZ isn't just full of sex-crazed kids .... there are some serious intellectuals here too (who are, I'm assuming, also sex-crazed).

It is NOT an STI. Respectfully, you are wrong as there have been confirmed reports of women and children having it. Additionally, I would love to see a study that shows HIV can be spread in the following way: [think before following links] https://www.who.int/news-room/fact-sheets/detail/monkeypox The statement 'it may not be an STI, but I may have gotten it through sex' is correct, The statement 'I got it through sex, so it is an STI' is not. You can catch CoVid during sex...does that mean it is also an STI? Additionally, your mileage or experience with Monkeypox may vary. You had a mild case...but others have not been so lucky. There are reports of people being hospitalized for a couple weeks and needing morphine. Absolutely agree. But they should be doing their research into what this disease is historically and WHY a massive outbreak is so perplexing. They should NOT be taking the individual experiences as objective fact and basing their choices on those. Not trying to be a dick, but I have seen a LOT of misinformation around this one and the whole 'gay STI' that the media is playing on this one has me worried. Historically when that happens...things tend to not go well for the gay community and you can look at the outbreak of HIV for proof.

The first time I ever got fucked by a guy was last year. He was sure he was poz and not on meds. But it didn`t take. It had been a fantasy of mine to get knocked up on the first fuck. Didn`t happen though.

Good Gifter, if he has flushed the chaser's PrEP! Let's go all the way!

The real estate on my body’s priced considerably higher than that. Hard pass.

Agreed. Myopia favoring whatever issue that's closest to our own hearts and minds will be our undoing. AOC has been accused of this, i.e. willing to sacrifice the "good" in favor of waiting for the "perfect". That will only get us intimate knowledge of what real repression feels like. I agree 100%. Unfortunately, the minority leader in the Senate has made that perspective the norm. It's the daily m.o. of his party, and has been since the hatemongers worst nightmare came to pass - an African American elected President - twice. The political party infamous for lock-step falling in line, bleating the "party line" ad nauseum, packing the Courts with reactionary judges, refusing to negotiate even the most clearly beneficial-for-all programs, on and on and on, has become the proponent of polarization. The revel in it. They brag about it. They laugh at anyone who doesn't reflect their perverted view. If we, as a country, are polarized, then I lay that directly at the wantonly partisan behavior of the so-called conservatives feet. The polarization isn't a future potential, it's the here and now. It's the We Win, you lose, hardball political myopia. "That position polarizes us" is no longer the case. It has already happened, and they are working diligently all day every day to make their power permanent. You're right - it shouldn't be this way, but it already is. In a few months, our only chance for redress - short of real trouble - will be at hand. This is the very definition of Democracy. Rule of Law, as reflected by the majority of the citizens. None of us gets every single thing we want. Everyone gets something of what they want. But the Radical Right has uprooted that principal, and done so years and years ago. Look at it from their perspective: all their hero's are gone. George Wallace is dead. Bull Connor is dead. Strom Thurman is dead, and his DixieCrats with him. And then what happened? The worst outrage a racist hatemonger could possibly imagine: an African American elected President. For people who's entire identity is centered - even consumed by - being White, they have nothing left to hang their white sheets on. These people must be soundly thrown out of Government, since they do not come even close to reflecting the will of the majority of citizens. This is probably the most insidious of all the hatemonger's issues. Actually, it has nothing to do with the procedure of an abortion at all, rather it is centered on the corruption of the religious message they claim belief in. Diddling through the pebbles of at which moment life begins, at which point viability comes, are false flags. They need to replenish their numbers, so they can continue to squat at the top of their depraved cultural spectrum. They have been taught for generations upon generations that their god wants them - Caucasians - to rule this Continent. Virtually every conflict this nation has become involved in, save the World Wars, have been in service to this outrage against humanity. The depravity of White Privilege is about to either be defeated, or it will prevail. And that outcome is up to men and women of good will to decide in a few short months. So pardon my histrionics, but - it really is down to the wire now. Thanks for your thoughts. JimInWisc.

I started getting fuck before HIV so it was always raw.

This was my experience: I was married young, one time an opportunity came up and a gay man wanted to blow me. I worked nights and the wife went to school during the day so our sex life was when we could that left me frustrated. I felt guilty but it was the best bj I ever had. Things didn't work out with us due to multiple things, knew we just weren't compatible, and divorced although amicably. Fast forward, met the love of my life. Her and I were perfect for each other and sex was amazing. I did view gay and trans porn from time to time but never even thought about cheating on her. In 2021, she passed away in a horrible car accident. I was devastated to say the least. About 8 months later, I had met a guy thru work. I am a general contractor and meet tons of people. This guy is a manager at a apartment complex that we were doing work for. He had heard aboit my wife and we talked quite a bit. He was very nice and friendly. I knew he was gay, but didn't think anything about it as I don't judge like that. Work was coming to an end there and he gave me his number and said to call anytime if I just needed to talk or grab a drink. We did just that. Since he lived about 2 hours from me I decided to get a hotel room because I knew I'd have a few drinks. After long conversation and a few drinks, he opened up to me completely. He explained that he does very dirty things that he can't control and is HIV pos but totally undetectable. I was thrown back. Here is this 5'8", 155 lbs, solid, black man that is one of the nicest guys I've ever met. I asked what he meant and he went into full detail about how he will not and cannot refuse any man that want to fuck him. That he's been bred over and over in gangbangs, video stores, etc. He sensed that I didn't believe him and shows me the vids. He notices that I am hard as a rock so asks me if we can go to my room to veiw them more and he'll blow me. He did and then begged me to blow my load on his perfect hole, I did and the t was it. I met a great woman and started dating her. She is absolutely great in the sack but my friend kept sending me vids and pics saying if I was on Prep, I could feel his hole. Long story short, I did and I fucked him harder than ever. I don't have to worry about him becoming too clingy, giving me guilt trips, don't have to meet family, etc that comes with relationships with a woman and he just wants my loads. Now, I set up his gangbangs. I only let decent size cocks fuck him, keep him safe from assholes that may have thieving intentions, and keep him totally full of raw cum. I fuck a load into him first and last. It's something that I couldn't do with a woman because if the bs emotions that most women get and his ass is better than any womans ass over ever had.

I don't think they missed the point at all. They just have a different frame of reference than you do. WE know that we like having sex with men. We know THEY like having sex with men. We just don't know why it is "better" with the married guy than with the gay guy. (...and some have, rightfully, pointed out that that's NOT always the case). It may be also on us that WE think we're doing something [banned word] or getting away with something that we may give it a higher score (enjoyment wise) than we would if it was a gay guy we picked up in a bar. But I, for one, thank you for reminding me that you might JUST like it better. I am SURE those men you've fucked will agree in thanking you! :-)

2 Years Later The king passed away 3 months from the annual festival for coming-of-age adults. As the new king, Charles changed the after party. For one lucky person will get the chance to have sex with the king each year. The girls went wild, and the men had no idea. Outside of Royal Mansion, Chance stood tall, and proud. Nude, his muscles and veins ran deep. A six pack, a treasure trail, and awesome pecs. His hair was medium length, ruffled and wavy ash-blond hair covered his ears. “Today, is the day you become men and women! Today is the day you become adults!” The crowd went wild, and although none of them were naked, they knew under King Chance’s rule, no clothes were allowed inside the mansion aside from special circumstances. Immediately, Chance noticed a strange boy with black hair. He had a strong nose, crisp jawline, and was skinny. Chance had a spark in his eye, and he was on the prowl. “Let the feast begin!” The crowd cheered and hollered, but one girl yelled out, “Which of us gets to sleep with you?” Chance gazed at her, a smirk forming. His tussled hair blew in the silence, as anticipation ensued. Chance walked over to the black haired boy, took his hand, and walked into the mansion, saying absolutely nothing. He undressed the boy in his private room. He was mostly hairless, except his legs, pits, and some facial hair. He was gorgeous. He had a thick 8 inch cock dangling between his legs, hard like steel. Veiny, pink, hairy, natural. Chance put the boy to his knees, and had the boy start sucking his cock. The slurping sound excited Chance, and his balls ached to unload. “I’m going to poz you. We’ll be fluid bonded for life. How does that sound?” “Yes, please! I’m Brian by the way.” The boy pleased, the look in his eyes was filled with guilty pleasure. He was ripe for the taking, and Chance fully intended on capitalizing on this. Chance carefully picked the boy up in his strong muscular arms, and heaved him onto the bed where he bounced with a flop. Chance spread his legs, lifted his ass, and tongued his hair ass hole. Brian let out moans and whelps as Chance devoured him, dominating him. For today, Brian was Chance’s prince, and all must be obeyed to the king. He fingered Brian, the same way the man did to him, scraping his guts out, leaving hot red streaks of blood. Chance fiddled with his own cock, and placed it carefully against Brian’s submissive hole. “This might hurt a little, but I promise it feels good eventually.” And at that moment he railed Brian, balls deep. “Oh god! You’re so deep inside me, your majesty, I can taste your cock! Fuck me harder. Poz me! I’m yours! Take my hole, take my soul!” Chance could hardly handle it. He hadn’t given anyone his dick, or his toxic seed before. He prematurely blew his load, coating the walls of Brian’s ass in a heavy, sticky, evil load. Brian moaned with pleasure. Chance breathed heavily. He pulled out, disappointed in himself and apologized for his short cumming. He scooped up the blood and cum mixture dripping out of Brian’s ass hole, and fingered it back inside of him. Then he made Brian suck the wicked residue off of his finger, and then off of his cock. Brian was insatiable. Chance could see it in his eyes, he owned Brian, and Brian loved being owned by a Royal. Brian looked at King Chance, “My loyalty is yours, king. Anything you need or want. Come find me.” Part 3 Preview : King Chance looked across the crowd, his crown was gleaming in the light. “Today, we must punish those who have sought the light. We must punish those who go against our traditions. We must not let those who disobey win.” Chance had several men, including Brian standing behind him, nude and shameless. The party was only beginning

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

To have 4 big black cocks kinda run a mini train on you and to the have cum just be leaking out of your hole and down onto your nuts and inner thighs... I'm writing this as it just happened. I'm walking back to the way up now at blacks beach. I was up on the bluff, and I saw a couple different black guys. Two of them Circled back after fucking themselves and one of them made the comment, oh I love this. And he's started jacking off in front of my face. I started to suck his cock. He was the biggest, he must have been at least 9 or 10 inches and pretty thick. After him and his buddy started fucking me and came in me. They just left. Then a group of three more came around and two trickled back. And this one Asian guy almost cock blocked me and ruined it. But the guy came back. The fourth one, he's the only one who asked me I wanted his nut in my ass. Fucking amazing! They're all walking on front of me and I guess they're all friends. It really would have been nice to have the fifth one as well, but I'll take four. And if they weren't Eskimo brothers before, they are now! That takes this week's load total to 16. The most that I've ever had. And the day is not over yet nor is the weekend really.

I like when he says "I'm a bout to breed baby" !

I'm selfish top, I don't like my sub playing with his cock when he should be concentrating on pleasing my cock - usually up his asshole but also in his mouth. when he's milked my balls and I have no further use for him - the he can masturbate.

Dad’s Pool Party Chapter Five Axel had a fucking evil grin on his face. I turned my head towards the cum covered cock that had just seeded me and pulled out of my hole. I licked the head and then engulfed it. I slid my lips down the shaft tasting the mixture of cum and ass juice. Axel held his cock, lining it with my hole, then shoved in, hard and balls deep in one thrust. I yelped around the cock in my mouth. I had been fucked, but my hole was still new to this and was getting a bit sore. I could feel the cold metal inside me. He pulled his cock all the way out, leaving me feeling empty. Then shoved it back in. He did this over and over. “Got to rough up your hole and insides to get ready for my demon seed.” he said. My eyes grew larger with each thrust. “Going to infect you with a highly toxic viral load, boy” he said. I continued to clean the spent cock in my mouth. I was addicted to the taste of cum. “He has no clue what is happening here” Axel said. I let the softening cock slide out of my mouth and watched the man disappear into the sea of fucking me. “Death runs through my views, infecting me at the lowest levels of my Muscle God body” he said with an evil laugh, “I have shared it with every fuck hole in this room, including your dad, who begged for it and now I am going to share it with you” I looked around to find my Dad in the crowd. His cock was sliding in and out of a man who was bent over in front of him, while Big John’s cock was fucking his hole. Our meet, his smile went from ecstasy, to evil. I looked in Axel’s eyes and I swear they were red, like a hell bound demon. I tried to pull off his cock, but he grabbed my hips and held on tight. His sharp fingernails dug into my skin. “Where the fuck do you think your going” he asked, “my seed is going in you, you can take it the easy way and just relax or the hard way, fight me and I will forcefully take it.” I opened the brown bottle, heard the hiss and huffed three times in each nostril. “That’s it little popper pig.” he said, “ride the rush and accept my cock and cum” My eyes rolled up back in my head and I could swear that I passed out of a second. Axel kept fucking me. I could hear the wetness of my cummy hole, echoing in my ears. It was replaced soon with the sounds of flesh slapping together around the room. “Axel’s going to take good care of you son” Dad said in my ear, “Your whole life will change, your body will change right down to your DNA” I moaned and closed my eyes, imagining in my mind his cock moving in and out of my hole. “You will get loaded up by every man in this room,” Dad said, “maybe more than once. Creating a super mutated strain of death” Fuck, Dad was scaring me now. “My strain is in your body, it was the first to invade, infecting you. With each added load, it mutates, becoming more and more toxic.” I opened my eyes to see Dad bent over next to me taking a hard cock up his hole. “Fuck son,” he moaned, “Dad’s got a big cock up his hole, fucking me deep. He’s going to recharge me” My mind was spinning with all this being told to me while a big pierced cock was fucking my hole. I didn’t know what to do, but I did now I was feeling sensations that I had never felt. “I knew you were a little pussy boy bottom” Dad said, “Your body and fuck hole was made to please Daddy dick boy” Axel fucked me harder and harder. I could feel his metal ring pulling at my hole as he pulled his cock almost out and then slammed it back in. “Fuck Daddy, I love big daddy cock in my hole. I want everyone to fuck me and seed me” I yelled. “Do you want their toxic loads? Add their strain in your fucking boy pussy and knock you up” “Yes Dad!” “You want to be their poz little fuck toy?” A rush of fear shot through my body. What the fuck? My mind was in a panic. I had already taken four loads, one being my Dad in my hole. “That’s right JJ,” Dad said, “I loaded you first with a poz cum load straight out of the cock that made you.” My cock was leaking so bad. It was puddling again on my stomach. “Look at that negative fuck juice on your abs boy” Dad said, “Your pre-fuck juice and your cum will soon be as as toxic as the man fucking around the room” Someone was behind Axel now, not fucking him but pulling on his nipple rings. Axel winched when they were yanked downwards. “You ready for my death little fucker?” “Yes Axel seed me with your toxic load,” I yelled, “Infect me” Dad put his lips over mine, kissed me deep and invaded my mouth with his tongue. The sight of Dad son kissing put Axel over the top. “Fuck Fuck Fuck!” he moaned, “Injecting you with my virus” I moaned as I kissed Dad. I felt Axel’s cock twitching and pulsing in my hole, seeding me with his tainted seed. My cock started to jump and shoot my first load out of it. I wasn’t even touching it. Dad stopped kissing me, wrapped his big hand around my small cock and slowly milked the rest of my load out. “I want that load Jack” Axel demanded, “I fucked it out of him” He quickly pulled out of my ass and leaned down and licked my cum from my abs and chest. “Mmmmm nice creamy neg load” he said. I felt his semi hard cock rubbing against my wet hole. “Empty fuck hole ready for its next man meat” he yelled. I watched him walking into the room and bed over as a man slide his raw cock up his ass. Another man took his place at my hole and pushed in. My hole was sore, but the pleasure was greater than the pain.

Nothing wrong at all. I’m neg and have been on prep for 8 years. Because of prep I don’t worry about status, but it still feels a bit “wrong” and [banned word] when fucking with a poz guy. If you don’t want to become poz you should get on prep. And or stick to only undetectable guys.