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I live in a Southern College town and for the last 25 years I’ve had over a thousand hot little college boys moaning, begging, shivering, screaming, and sometimes crying when their hot little assholes were touched, rimmed and fucked for the very first time. I’ve fucked them at my house, their parent’s house, my car, empty classrooms, parks, bathrooms, apartments, dorm rooms, stairwells, a dark corner of the quad while pep rallies are going on and in a empty storeroom during football games with 94,000 fans screaming for their respective teams. A few of them have been kinky subs and would drink my piss, beg for my belt and accept my fist or anything else I wanted to shove up their delicious pink assholes. However, most are sexually confused or pretend straight frat boys craving a man’s affection or guidance. Although the fun and games have to end when they graduate there is always a fresh crop every year. My last load happened last Friday before the first game of the season. Guy on grinder, about 35 hit me up sent ass, face and body pictures and asked if I remember fucking him for three years while he was here in law school here. I didn’t but he was hot as shit so I said yes and gave him my address. We made out, undressed each other then I sat in a chair putting him on the floor to service my cock. After a while of affection sucking I got down to face fucking, slapping, name calling and spitting on his beautiful, still boyish face. Then we got in bed with him on top of me sucking my hard cock while I devoured his hairless asshole. I was surprised when he moved down and started licking and sucking my hole. After it was good and wet he put some fingers in and stretched it open. I decided it was time to fuck him but he quickly climbed on top of me. Looking down on me with a shit eating grin he kissed me while he slowly slide his cock into my hole. I had never noticed before but he had a decent sized thick cock. He slid in and out fucking me passionately while saying how much he missed his Daddy. This went on lovingly for about twenty minutes before he actually manhandled me onto my hands and knees on the side of the bed. He stood up behind me, said spread your cheeks you fucking faggot, took his dick in hand and shoved it in so hard it knocked me onto my stomach. He fucked me without mercy, slapped my ass, pulled my hair, tweeked my nipples, squeezed my balls all the while sawing his fat steel rod in and out of my now wide open hole. He lasted a long time but a split second after he screamed take my load you nasty queer I swear he filled me with so much come I’m still dripping a week later. He rolled off me, but we were still rubbing our sweat covered bodies together and he was playing with my soaking wet hole. He got up took a shower and said he had to go. Before he left he said “I’ve been dreaming about raping and destroying your ass just like you did to me so many times 15 years ago. When I’m coming up my husband’s hole I sometimes dream it’s you I’m holding down and flooding.” I walked him to door, we kissed and he said “next home game in two weeks, have your hole cleaned out good because I promised my husband I would find us a fag we could tie up, rape, fist, piss in and could punish in any way his little heart desires.” I stood there as he left with his come running down my legs and my dick getting hard thinking about his next trip to town.

Ok so I just found this website because I need to share. I'm a 6ft 5 muscular bottom, in an open relationship with my bf. We're both on prep and fully vaxxed up against the usual diseases. Ive only ever used condoms with hookups before. Then I met this Nigerian guy, with a huge thick cock. We used condoms the first few times but he's always asked for bareback, as he likes breeding. Ive always said no, until two fucks ago when the condom came off and ended up inside me as he came, filling me with his load. I was kinda scared so I got a full STI test and it came back clean. He messaged me again and asked me if he could breed me properly this time. He said he had only fucked one other person and that they were both STI free, so I said fuck it, you can breed me. Holy shit it was amazing. His cock felt 100 times better inside me. It slipped in with much less effort than usual, and he was so hard i could actually feel my hole widening as he thrusted. He fucked me for 45 minutes in different positions and made me squeal like a pig as he pounded my prostate and rearranged my guts to fit this thick cock. I whispered 'breed me' into his ear when I thought I couldn't take his dick any longer and he immediately started pounding even harder. He thrusted deeper and I could feel the throbbing cock release the seed deep in my cunt. I told him to stay in me, he lay down on top of me for 5 minutes as every bit of cum was absorbed from his cock into my hole. When he pulled out his cock was perfectly clean, and I love soft cock so I sucked every last drop of cum out. He wanted to examine my hole afterwards and told me to spread it so he could look, so I did and he told me it looked like a pussy. I asked him to show me a picture and it really was a proper cunt. I loved it. We cuddled for about an hour and I headed home to push out the load. I did it in front of a mirror and I swear to god ive never seen a load this size before. It started out as liquid with the unmistakable smell of cum, then it became thicker and creamier until I had pushed out all of his beautiful sperm. I was tempted to eat it but I chickened out, which I regret 😭. I messaged him to tell him about the size of the load and he responded 'I was trying to get you pregnant, they are my babies inside you' and it made me so fucking horny. Just imagining being bred by this beautiful cock again drives me insane. I wake up in the night rock hard and dreaming of being drilled full of cum again and again. I think ive just become a cumslut 🥲

We connected over an app late last night. He'd been down at the local ABS and wasn't having any luck. I, horny as ever, asked if he need a load. He said yes. We met up in a parking lot that was empty, but close-ish to a major road and was very well lit. The treeline was about a hundred yards from the road, which meant even if anybody passing happened to be looking directly for us, they couldn't see anything unless they were much closer (and therefore giving us plenty of time to get dressed). It was starting to rain a bit so we stepped under the trees. The guy was thin, in great shape, had a soft, short beard and gages in his ears. He didn't say a word as he walked across the open parking lot to me, other than a "Fuck!" as he squatted before me to suck my cock, which I had pulled my pants down a bit to expose. He was a top-notch cocksucker and the combination of his mouth and being outside and in public had me on the edge quickly so I told him to stand up. This good bottom immediately turned around and pulled his pants down below his ass, revealing a GYM jockstrap that gave me perfect access, especially since he was a few inches shorter than me. I slid inside his ass easily and began pumping him. He started moaning almost immediately and grabbed at my hands to balance himself as we were standing in the open fucking. He didn't even bother touching his dick. Only a few minutes later I shuddered and started unloading inside his ass. It took about a full minute before I finished, the convulsions taking a bit to go away. Only then did he pull himself off my dick, spin around and squat again so he could look me in the eyes as he cleaned my cock off. Then we pulled our pants up and walked back to our cars.

Part 3 - Accepting his Birthday Gift Once we got to my place, I pointed Dae to the shower and threw my sweater and shorts in the washing machine. Then I joined him. It was a cramped shower, so we had no choice but to huddle up against one another. We made the most of it, making out, me biting his ear and pushing my hard cock along his crack and positioning it for entry. Before I could enter him, he stopped me. “Pretty sure I have HIV-positive cum inside me from that guy in the park. IDK if that matters to you.” I was bewildered that he knew. “How do you know that?” “Didn’t you see his scorpion tattoo? Or that he kept talking about giving me a birthday gift? Kinda obvious.” He chuckled. I was amazed. Dae knew his shit. “And you’re fine with that? Are you on PrEP?” “Not on PrEP, but my mom is a pharmacist so I can get PEP pretty easily if I want to.” “If your mom is a pharmacist, why didn’t you just get on PrEP?” I inquired, while turning off the shower and grabbing our towels. “I mean I have the pills. I just don’t take them,” he looked down at his feet. “This is gonna sound weird, but I guess I kinda like the risk.” I looked at him while I dried my shoulders. “I should have told you this earlier. That guy with the scorpion tattoo fucked me about a month ago, and I found out that I’m HIV positive yesterday before I went to the park.” Dae smiled as he bent over to dry his legs with his towel. “So you gave me your gift?” “Yea, I probably should have spoken up. I just didn’t want you to freak out and leave. I really wanted you.” “You want me now?” Dae turned around and leaned over the sink. “Poz me daddy.” Without a second thought, I pushed my whole cock up his ass in one go. He squealed like the pig he was. “Fuck. I want that toxic load daddy. Fucking dump it in my neg hole.” Dae was fulfilling his wildest fantasy, taking poz load after poz load after poz load. “Please daddy, knock me up. Make me your little AIDS whore. I want it.” The desire to please him and give him his wish propelled the quickest load that I’ve ever shot. “Take my poz cum Dae. You’re mine now.” Dae twisted around to kiss me. “Yes I am.” As our tongues met, more of my toxic cum splattered the walls of his rectum. I felt closer with this guy I met two hours ago than I’d felt with anyone my whole life up to that point. As he melted into me, I could tell he felt the same way. I slowly pulled out and fingered in any cum that spilled out, more aggressively than I normally would. My nails cut at his linings. Part of me really did want him to be mine. We wrapped our towels around our waists. I opened the door to find my roommate Deshawn waiting, totally naked. Deshawn was a 5’10” muscular black trans man, same age as me. He was a very hot guy with a chiseled jaw and braids with yellow and green beads at the tips. He’d had his top surgery and a series of tattoos to adorn his pecks and bulky upper arms. He also had a pussy and was an avid cumdump. I’d known him since the first year of college, and, while we fooled around regularly, we were best friends. “Hey poz daddy.” Deshawn laughed. I guess he’d heard us and the cat was out of the bag. “Yea, got some news yesterday.” “Sounds like you’re making the most of it,” he said looking at Dae. “Knocking up young sluts already?” I introduced them and explained a little of how we met. “Magical,” Deshawn said gliding past us. “Well, this bitch gotta pee, so y’all have fun. And Julius, I better get some of that newly charged juice in my pussy soon.” He mmmm’ed with conviction. He closed the door, and we made our way to my bedroom. Dae flung his towel off and collapsed on my bed making himself at home. “How the hell does class start in just three hours? Can I sleep here?” I laid down beside him and squeezed his nipples softly. “Yea, you can stay here. At least it’s a Friday. Where do you go?” “SFSU,” he sighed and then beamed. “I can feel your warm cum inside me, infecting me,” he licked his lips. “Yea, you should ask your mom for PEP ASAP.” He looked pensive for a moment and then lifted himself over me. “I don’t think I will. I want this part of you in me forever.” He kissed me softly. Between kisses, I tried to convince him that he didn’t have to get infected, but he had made his decision. Honestly, it turned me on that he wanted to risk it because I was the one giving it to him. Dae settled his head on my chest and our naked bodies entangled under the blankets. “This wasn’t just a one night stand, right?” “No. This was more.” I kissed his head and pulled him tightly into me. We drifted asleep. When the alarm went off, Dae was gone. He had left his number and Instagram handle on a sticky note pressed to my phone. As I dressed, I stuffed my morning wood down my pant leg. It would have been nice to have a fleshy young cunt to fill that morning, but it was a Friday. I knew, after work, I’d find something or someone fun to do.

This 40 year old guy caught me on sniffles this am Could he come right over and fuck me He wanted it anonymous. gave him address and in 10 min he was here I was ass naked laying on bed. he came in took off his clothes and fingered my hole. He quickly shoved his dick in there He pounded me a little till I heard him moan and felt him cum never saw his face just left with an ass full of his cum

I started chasing many years ago, but always with much hesitation. It started after I hooked up with a man who introduced me to tina. He was also very much into warping my young mind. Every time I was taking a hit, he would tell me about a new fetish I would want to do. It started with getting fucked bareback, ass to mouth, drinking piss, fucked anonymous, craving cum in my ass, and of course, taking poz loads.. By the end of the night, I was taking his bare cock and his cum and his piss and begging him for his poz loads. I didn't convert from that experience, but I was always wanting it again. I tried to stay safe though and then I started prep, but it was still in the back of my mind.... A few years ago, I met a younger man while traveling, and he was poz and very much enjoyed me begging for his poz cum. Even better, he dominated me well, and I find him the most attractive man I’ve ever had sex with. So, I definitely stayed in touch. We traveled together to his country early in 2020 and we had a couple bareback sex parties. Then came the pandemic, and we were able to be locked down together. He ran out of his meds, and I ran out of mine. That day he told me he needed to fuck me with a condom, and I told him no, I wanted him to fuck me bareback. Knowing I was taking his viral loads made the sex so much more thrilling, and when he started to fuck me, it was like the devil was inside both of us. These fucks were so intense. When he unloaded into my ass, my cock would sometimes shoot cum as he came inside my ass. As he became more toxic, he wanted to fuck even more. We know I converted, one day I woke up feeling awful. I had it checked out, but didn't get tested, knowing it would still take a couple of weeks or months if it was the fuck flu. Given the pandemic, I couldn't stay with him forever, and I had to travel to another country to work. Travel restrictions would make a reunion very difficult. A couple months after returning home, over a video call, he saw the result that I was expecting. He actually didn’t believe it, so I had to buy a second test, and show him the test again. The doctor that I saw had me start my meds almost immediately, and I started to take them. It took almost two years, but we were finally reunited last month. He’s younger than me, so I don’t call him my poz dad, instead, I call him my toxic god. The connection between us is very strong, and I love his dominance and mischievousness. He knows about my first experience with tina. He knew exactly what I needed to learn from him. While I had started medication almost immediately, he told me he went five years without medication. Once he started, he quickly became undetectable, and then there was a second period of time during the pandemic, when off meds his viral load rebounded quickly. He told me how much his sex drive changes, and how it felt fucking me. He easily convinced me I should feel the same way. I could stop the medication, and return to it one day when necessary. I asked him if he'd keep my pills safe, because I want to find out what he felt. I’m back together with my toxic god, and soon I'll know what it feels like on the other side.

My last load was from a guy in his 40s I hook up with frequently. I’m 22He has a place but really loves fucking outside and in public and so do I. This time he texted me yesterday saying he was gonna pick me up and find some place to fuck my brains out. Didn’t have to say much else! when I got in the car he was already hard stroking his dick and he had me pull off my shorts right away too. I got to sucking. Normally we go to a park or this one nude beach to fuck but this time we were just looking for the nearest place, he ends up pulling into a gas station and fucking me behind the building. It was like 8pm so the inside was closed but still kind of light outside so anyone could have seen us If they drove behind. This guy really brings out the exhibitionist in me, at the nude beach he likes to fuck me right out in the open where anyone can see us and they often do. After he loaded me up at the gas station we went back to his house and he fucked and bred me for hours, eventually he got tired and he fucked my ass with a dildo some more. I love when he tells me how much he loves my sloppy hole

I met this young guy on sniffles. He wanted to come over after work He was into older men. I gave him address never expecting him to show. about 7pm he said on his way. In about 10 min he shows up. 20 yrs old slender with a huge dick. he started to kiss me passionately. After a while he got undressed and I sucked his cock. he then started to play with my ass. He whispered he wanted to fuck me. He then said he left his condom in the car and can we go bareback. he slowly entered me till he was balls deep. He kissed me again passionately. While he was kissing me I heard him moan. He blew a huge load in my my ass as his tongue was in my mouth. said when free we will do it again

Part 12- Finishing Touches ”Here pig pig pig”. Cole dragged himself over the spigot. As he fed on his Hog Feed, he thought back briefly to his old life. In just a few short days, he had gone from a real life to this new reality. But it had been much longer than that. He didn’t know it, but he had been at the Farm for two month. Now he was a poz pig, waiting to be shipped off to whomever had paid for him. “AIght piggy. Let’s go.” The Farm Hand smacked Cole’s ass. He hadn’t even heard the stall open. He felt the sting though. He still was unaware of what had been tattooed on his body. The Farm Hand smacked his ass again, and grabbed his collar. He led Cole into the sterile room again. They were alone that time again. “Stand still”, the Farm Hand said. Cole stood there. Suddenly his septum piercing was violently pulled out and replaced with a larger one. The nipple piercings were swapped out as well, and his guiche replaced. “Now stand still, we’ll be back”, the Farm Hand said. As the door closed, Cole finally had the opportunity to look at himself in the mirror. He wasn’t sure what was in that feed, but it had changed him. He barely had any hair now. His scalp was almost bald. His gut hung out was beyond what he expected. The septum ring he was just given was massive, weighing on his face. His tits were so big, the new piercings still just barely showed. And he couldn’t see his cock. His stomach concealed everything, but this was different. When he reached down there with his hand, there was nothing. He had to work around in the fat folds to find it. He stepped on the scale out of curiosity. 450lbs. In two months he had gone from 230lbs to 450 without realizing it. ”AIght pig. Your rides here”. Cole looked at the Farm Hand. Without thinking he just moved towards the door. —— Ill do one more chapter, then probably start a new series with the man that paid for him.

I'll finally be able to answer this thread TOMORROW !!! Sprung from MPX clink at last - and the pox-monkeys can kiss my rrrrrrrasshole in about 6 more hours !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😈

I been talking to this black top on Grindr for a year. We finally got to meet yesterday. He said he was about 9 1/2 inches. He lied that Monster black snake had to be about 12 inches i could not fit that whole thing in my mouth. Then he fuck me hard for at least 45 minutes. He kept hitting my prostate he had me moaning I blew my load without touching myself. He cum in me twice got his phone number definitely can’t wait to meet up with him again.

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There was a store called Circus of Books on Sunset Blvd in Silver Lake, it was my go-to for porn, poppers, and the things we boys need to play. This was back in the days when Silver Lake was scattered with leather bars, gay bars, sex clubs, and just scandalous. I go to the store the manager who became a friend of mine, was training a new guy, he fucking hot, tats everywhere (side note: tats weren't in back then) tall as fuck, medium-long brown hair, tight jeans showing a hell of a basket. The manager introduces us, his name was Bud, and he and his roommate just moved here. We get to talking he asked me if I could show him around later that night. I couldn't say no, that would be rude. I show up at 10 to meet with him and the manager asks us to come up to the office, never been there before, wtf it's not an office but a playroom. The manager shuts the door, grabs a pipe, and we start smoking, he says, Bud here said he wanted to fuck you, I told him I want to watch. Next thing I know Bud is stripping me down and sucking my dick before I know it I'm on my back getting my hole beat with Bud's big cock. After Bud breeds me the manager flips me on my belly and dives in with his huge cock. 30 minutes later were smoking some more getting ready for another round.

Slowly my pulsing cock lost its rock hardness and it slipped from billys sweet boy hole, that was my queue to roll to the side onto my back and recover. To my surprise my new son instinctively knew what to do, carefully repositioning himself between my legs so he could suck my cock clean of any precious seed then relax and cuddle up resting his head on my thigh, staring at the cock he already loves so much. I praised him for his instincts and we settled in. Now was the time to start asking more questions, where was his school, did he want to go back there, is he happy with the events of tonight, did he enjoy being fucked as much as I enjoyed fucking him, did he understand that having received my seed in his ass he should have no doubt about whether I'm proud of him? The puff had us both talkative and son I pulled my son up to tuck under my arm resting his head on my shoulder and cuddling as we talked. Billy told me he wanted to go to a new school, to finish the year and graduate, he shyly admitted that he was already wondering when he might get to be fucked again, and soon enough our conversation came all the way back around to sex. I rolled him over to spoon and cuddled his little boy body into mine, noticing he was the perfect height and size for his boy hole to nestle right against my crotch, we talked about a wide range of things, but I was son reassuring him that he'd get fucked as soon as we were both ready and as I said it I began to gently play with his popped boy cherry. Billy was clearly a born bottom boy, as his ass was already hungry for more and though tender, not too sore for more either. The conversation and sexiness of the cuddle soon had me hard again and this time I decided to try simply sliding into him from the spooning position... Something I often couldn't do because of positioning. I rolled forward a bit cuddling close and rubbing my cock between his ass cheeks, then reached down positioned my tool a little and four the first time in my life I simply slid straight onto my bottom boy without any positioning issues. Billy gasped and instinctively pushed back to take more, I whispered in his ear, "is that what you wanted son?" and he moaned his approval. The rest of the night followed a similar theme, until I had blown 4 loads in my boy and we were both able to sleep. The coming days would need focus and organisation, this boy is mine, I need to make sure fully believes that too.

I had the day off and wasted no time having fun. I slept in, but once I got up, I went straight to the shower. I made sure my hole was clean and ready for some serious fucking, as I was on a mission of finding some big cock to fill me up. I used a pretty big dildo to fuck my hole to lube the inside up and make sure nothing was going to mess this day up. I got out and dried off and put on a pair of shorts, no underwear, and a lose t-shirt. I drove to one of our better adult theaters, and since it was Tuesday, they showed only gay movies in the theater area. That meant all the hungry top pigs would be out and playing and I should be able to get a few cocks and loads in my hole. I pulled into the parking lot and saw a few cars in the lot, but that doesn’t mean much, as I have learned in the past. I paid my 7 bucks to enter the theater and noticed the movie playing was from Treasure Island. Hot, that should get guys in the mood. As I walked down the long hallway, I took out my poppers and took a long hit, to get the blood flowing and my cock hard. I walked back to the very back of the theater and went behind the half wall they had, knowing that’s were all the action happened. As I let my eyes adjust the darkness, I could tell there were 5 other guys there. I noticed no one was doing much; no one had their cock out. So I decided to take things into my own hands and pulled my shorts off, and placed them on the ledge of the wall. This got the guys going, as they started to take their cocks out. I just stood there with my ass pointed to them, not even looking back to see how was coming up behind me. I felt hands on my ass, grabbing it, pulling it apart to make my hole visible to all. I looked back and saw two 40 something guys with their cocks out, with both their hands on my ass. I just moaned and pushed my ass back so they knew what I liked. All off a sudden I felt a tongue on my hole and I thought I was going to blow a load right there, as his tongue dug deeper into my cunt, making it wetter and wetter. The older of the two pulled me to his 8” and thick cock and shoved it right into my mouth and fucked me hard. I kept gagging as he forced it down my throat. I pulled off and took a huge hit of poppers and went back to sucking his cock. I could feel the guy behind me forces a few fingers in my ass, as he encouraged me to suck his friend’s dirty cock. I just moaned and enjoyed the mouth fucking I was getting, hoping to get the same fucking my ass. And I didn’t have to wait long, as I could feel the guy fingering my ass pull out and start to rub his cock on my hole. I reached back and felt no rubber, and just pushed back on his cock. “Fuck, this lil fucker wants it raw, well raw is how he gets it”. Yes, a pig top, just like I want. And before I could moan, he just slammed his cock right in my hole and I just let out a big yelp. Fuck he was thicker than his friend. He just kept pounding my hole, hitting my prostate, milking the cum out of me. I could feel it dripping from my cock onto my legs. As he fucked me hard, it made his friends cock go farther down my throat. I didn’t think he could last too long fucking me this hard and fast, but I was wrong. He kept fucking me for over 10 mins, his skin hitting me, making a loud slapping sound. I pulled off his friends cock and noticed two other guys jacking off to the scene and they stepped up and shot their loads all over my face. The guy I was sucking just started to moan louder and louder and then shot his load in my mouth. As I pulled off his cock, he told me thanks for taking his dirty seed. His friend just kept fucking me hard and finally started to tell me how he was going to feed me his seed and fill me up. I took a hit of poppers and told him to fill me full of his hot seed. He picked up his speed, something I didn’t think was possible and started to tell me how he was ready to cum and then he started to shoot his load in my ass. He let me know he was cumming, as he told me he was filling me up with his hot poz seed. I just stopped cold right there. Damn this guy was poz. And his friend was too. That’s what he meant by dirty seed and cock. And he let me and others around me that he was filling me up with poz cum, as he was almost yelling out that he was shooting his poz load into me. Fuck, what was I doing? He finally pulled out and slapped me on the ass. I was about ready to get my shorts and run out of there, but another guy walked up and put his cock in my ass. And I couldn’t leave now, with a hard cock in my ass. This guy pulled me up against him and told how hot it was to fuck me knowing I had a poz load in my ass, and he was working it into my ass. I just moaned and he held a bottle of poppers to my nose. He fucked me only for a few minutes, and just hollered with him cummed a load in me. He stepped back and told me thanks. I was worn out, and just knelt down to catch my breath. I couldn’t believe what had happen. The poz guy walked up and told me get up. I just looked up and did what he said. He slipped his cock back into my hole and told me how wet and loose I was and that he loved a sloppy hole. He started to fuck me hard again and I couldn’t believe he was hard again. He just verbally abused me the whole time telling me how I was dirty pig and I was going to get another poz load in my ass. He didn’t last long this time and blew his second poz load in my ass. I couldn’t believe this at all. As he pulled out I could feel the cum run down my leg. He made me clean his cock off and taste all the cum from my ass. He walked off, and I noticed I was there alone. I pulled my shorts on over my cummy ass and went home. As I walked out of the theater into the store, I could see a few guy look and smile at me. I wonder if one of them had fucked me.

I love sucking my neighbor’s white cock. And his was a gorgeous pinkish white 9" curved beauty, as was his beautiful pale ginger hair body. I can only speak for myself. As a self-respected black man, who has no problem admitting he loves sucking white cock? I dropped to my knees and then like a cock hungry whore, I proceeded to licked and sucked my neighbor’s cock, licked his fat hairy balls, and rimmed the sexiest white ass I ever saw. But when he fucked me, it was fucking incredible! It was so damn good that I had an orgasm without stroking myself. Then Saturday morning I woke alone, I felt my anus throb and then a wetness in my underwear. I went to the bathroom and I had cum all over my cock and seeping out my asshole. Damn, I was hooked, I called my neighbor and begged him to come back to my apartment that evening, he only lives 3 doors from me. As instructed, I waited for him naked on my knees, hands locked behind my head. My door was unlocked when he entered. He also left the door open for a brief minute, allowing others to easily see me if they passed by. Thankfully no one did. To prove his dominance over me, my neighbor first gripped my head, than he began wiping and slapping my face and lips with his cock. It was very demeaning as well as humiliating but a huge turn on as well. My neighbor now showed no respect toward me. Yet, I was still so turned on. As he used me for a few hours, he called me every racial degrading name there is. I wasn’t at all upset. Its all so very true. I was and still am a Lover of My Neighbor’s Big White Cock.

There aren't many things that make me afraid but this time it was different. I was in line at the MEPS building about to go in for my physical exam, my last step before going into the US Army and I was terrified. For years I have dreamed of nothing but joining the army and it seemed it was almost a possibility. I looked around at the other 50 or so other young men eager to get this over with and start training to serve our country and it was hard for me to stop checking all of them out. I heard my name being called up with ten others and walked into a fairly large room and then we were all told to stand real close to each other and we were all told to strip to our underwear. I could see a few of these other men shy to do so and so was I but we were told to get over it because there was not something we could get away from once we were sworn in and sent to basic where we would be naked showering with other guys so get used to it. Once we were all standing in our underwear we were told one at a time to jog in a circle around the room and once completed to do a few reps of pushups and situps. Once that was completed one of the doctors walked up to each of us and inspected our hands and feet looking for anything that he could see that would disqualify us from enlisting like flat feet or any other body issues. Once completed we all sat on the bench in the room and waited one by one for a doctor to call us into the private rooms and do a more through inspection and to talk about our medical histories My name was called first so I stood and collected my clothes and walked into one of the private rooms and sat waiting for the doctor to walk in. There was a knock at the door and the doctor walked in and shut us in the room. The man who walked in was a stunning man in his thirties I guess with black hair, a strong framed jaw with five o clock shadow and a body that can be seen that many men strive to have. He introduced himself as doctor Sean Exavier and I shook myself out of a daze to greet him back. Well James from what I see so far you look to be in the shape the army is looking for in its troops and I am here to make sure there isn't anything that would keep that from happening further. So let's step onto the scale for me. I stood up and stepped on and he noted in my file my weight of 195 pounds and had me stay standing as he took my height. He noted my height at 6ft 3 and I was pleased when he told me that I am the perfect height and weight for someone my age. I beamed with pride hearing that after spending months working out to get myself ready. Alright now I need you to remove your underwear for me so I may finish the rest of the exam. I was a little hesitant but he assured me that many guys who come through here have been the same and to remind myself that it will happen more and more once I enlist. with that I stripped my underwear off and the doctor didn't even react to the fact that I was rock hard. My cock stood at full attention. It's a full eight inches and I am circumcised with a thick mushroom tip. The doc went right to work feeling my balls checking for any lumps and had me cough for any hernia. It felt amazing when he was touching me and as a plus he wasn't wearing gloves so I could feel his soft skin. He lingered a bit more on my balls and I went red when he asked me to turn around and that he was going to give me a prostate exam now. I turned around and bent over and could feel him spreading my ass open and felt even more red when he commented that he liked my tattoo. I started to stammer and was so worried that he was going to say that because I am POZ that I could go no further and wouldn't be allowed to join the army. He sensed my fear and told me not to worry about it. There are plenty of guys who come through that are HIV+ and have led perfect army carriers. I was relieved when he said this and now turned on. He turned away from me for a moment and told me not to move. He was back at my ass now sliding his wet fingers at my hole probing to get in. I tried to relax as best as I could to allow him access to my hole and then I felt him enter me. For some reason it hurt when he did and I didn't realize until I reached back and found it was no longer his fingers but the head of his cock pushing in. I didn't hear him get naked at all but looked over and saw his clothes neatly folded on the chair next to the exam table. I was shocked that a doctor would take advantage of his patient like this but I am so glad that he did. He slammed his full cock into my ass and pulled me in whispering in my ear that I was getting his added strain to take with me to basic training and licked my neck and continued to slide in and out of my ass making me whimper. He started to make out with me to help keep me quite so any of the others outside wouldn't hear what was going on and he kept pulling all the way out and slamming it in to the root making the exam table squeak more and more with each thrust. I was in heaven feeling each of this doctor filling me and I was leaking so much pre cum and he was smearing it around on our bodies. I could feel I was getting close to cumming and felt him getting thicker as well. He whispered in my ear just as he slammed in one final time "welcome to the poz army slut". With that I lost it completely and squeezed my ass so tight I could feel him unload his poz strain into my ass and it made my cock blow and cover both of us in my cum. We both caught our breath and as he pulled out with a wet plop he grabbed a butt plug from one of his drawers and put it in me stretching my hole and then closing it on the base to keep his strain inside. He kissed me one more time and helped me off the exam table and quickly cleaned ourselves up before we got dressed. He winked at me and said good luck in basic you poz pig. He opened the door and called for the next recruit in line. I went to the next station at MEPS knowing that the army would be a life to look forward to. Part 2 cumming soon

@gangbangsuperstar seems to make a lot of posts talking about what a worthless, horrible, depraved, contemptible slut he is that nobody can possibly respect, etc etc etc on and on. It would seem to me that "downvoting" him should be just the kind of abuse such a person would want, no?

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I really only like amateur homemade, or what appears to be amateur homemade, porn. If the participants are actors or appear to be actors it doesn't do much for me personally.

Reportedly, he's (President Obama) trying to get enough space near his neighborhood for his Presidential Library, but that'll be tough since it's a densely populated urban neighborhood that has already suffered the destruction of the Eisenhower Administration's bulldozing entire Af/Am neighborhoods for the Congress and Ryan Expressways. I've heard that he's looking at an area around 5500 S, but that's just hearsay ..... The notion that he kept/is keeping stuff he shouldn't have is beyond laughable.

Inserted upside down about half way, don’t think I’ve ever had enough T to try handle, probably need someone to help with that

Please use paragraph breaks next time….thanks!

I went to DC last week. I had originally planned to search for at least one good fuck and breed, but the prior week i had to have a hemmoroid removed unexpectly, so that put a damper in that plan. But my mouth was still working! I had been in touch with a few guys on Growlr and one caught my eye. We had made plans to meet up my second day, and his day off. He was a very sexy black guy with a nice BBC i wanted to get down my mouth. He met in my hotel and started off by giving me the best massage i've ever had! After he rubbed me down, I got to work on his dick. This was when Daddy took control over my mouth and made sure he fed me every inch. I don't have good gag reflex, but once he fed me with my head over the bed, he was able to get nice and deep! he kept telling me i was his boy and i was gonna please Daddy good. He was edging my "little boy cock" all while he was deep in my mouth and he never let up until he was ready to cum which he did but not before he made me shoot my load all over his face. He then blew his load down my throat and it felt so fucking good! He was so understanding of my issue and i hope when i'm back to fucking shape, the next time, my ass is daddy's!

Folsom Gulch in SF. I never knew there was a basement apartment. A 26-yo skater punk was working, and he invited me to come back at 3 am. I spent many hours in that apartment with him. I also have played a lot with guys working sex clubs or bath houses. The best always was man’s country in Chicago. Goddamn I miss that place.

Sometimes a Top just really needs to bust a nut. If one of my Tops tells me he really needs to cum, I'm more than happy to present my hole to him. It's raw, carnal pleasure to feel him mounting me like an animal and using my hole to simply ejaculate inside me.

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Part 10- The Second Weigh In ”Here pig pig pig”. Cole heard his feeding call and dragged himself over to the spigot. His fuck flu had finally passed. Now he just felt hungry and tired. As he finished nursing the spigot, the stall door slid open. The Farm Hand grabbed his chain, saying nothing. He dragged Cole to the sterile room again, and shoved him onto the scale. This time, Cole realized what was happening. The Hog Farmer was not in the room this time. The Farm Hand just weighed him, and measured his height. Something had happened though. Cole thought he had gotten over the fuck flu just a couple of days ago. In reality, it had been another two weeks. Since his time had begun in the original paddock, Cole now just gave in. “320”, he hear the Farm Hand say. Cole could feel his tits hanging loose. All he thought about though was his next feeding. —— Working on the next part.

You nailed it in your title - “exciting”. Even since Adam and Eve reached for that apple in the Garden of Eden, the forbidden fruit has always been the more alluring. Why do people taunt Death by scaling the most dangerous mountains? Throw themselves out of aircraft in the knowledge their parachute could fail? Swim with sharks? The list is endless. Danger is an aphrodisiac. It always has been. Time was AIDS was an almost guaranteed death sentence. Now, thanks to medical science, we can poke that rattlesnake with a stick knowing it probably won’t kill us. But it still could. And I think that’s what makes it exciting to some. There’s nothing wrong or hypocritical about you. You’re just human, with human desires.

Part 2 - My Cummy Sweater My erection popped through my shorts as I ran to Dolores. While stopped at a stoplight a few blocks away, I let some random drunk young twink with black hair tug at it. “Can I suck it?” He slurred as the walking man lit up. “I’m heading to Dolores. Wanna come?” “I’ll cum if you fuck me.” He said sloppily with a naughty smile. “Ok. Maybe I’ll see you there.” I jetted off running, unsure if he would join but not really caring. That young horny slut followed, almost keeping pace as I plowed up the hill. I plopped on the bench where Nico had fucked me, feeling the weight of the air as I caught my breath. I looked out at the city skyline, jerked my cock a bit, and waited a minute or so for the twink to join me. “You better give me that dick,” the twink announced himself as he panted over to the bench. He dramatically crashed on this knees in front of the bench and splayed his arms out over the seat. “Why did you make me do that?!” I laughed and rubbed the back of his head affectionately as he rested it on his arm. “A little bit of privacy. Unless you want me to fuck you on a busy street corner.” “It’s the Castro. No one gives a shit.” “Not wrong.” The twink abruptly stood up and started to shed his clothing. I had to get up to steady him and prevent him from clumsily tumbling down the hill as he wrangled with his jeans. He was a bit shorter than me at 5’7” or so, super skinny with a fat ass and an uncut 6” cock. He had no body hair from what I could tell. “How old are you?” I inquired. “19.” I didn’t want to be a jerk, but I knew I needed to verify. “ID?” “Really?” He turned around and bent over with his butt cheeks rubbing my erect cock. He was just reaching down to get his ID from his jeans, but this contact made me pray he wasn’t lying about his age. He handed me his ID. “I think you’ll find everything is in order officer.” I did the mental math and realized it was made easy by the date. “Good! Happy 19th Birthday Dae-Hyun!” He laughed. I knew I must have butchered his name. “Thanks. Just call me Dae.” “I’m Julius.” I leaned down to kiss him. Dae’s lips were soft and wet and opened wide to allow my tongue inside. He grabbed the back of my neck, lifted himself to the tips of his toes and kissed me. We laid down in the wet grass. I laid on my back while he straddled me, kissing me passionately and rubbing his asshole against my cock. I spit in my hand and reached around to press my cock against his ass. I wanted to slip it in. “No no no.” Dae teased. “Not yet, you dirty old man.” “Who you calling old?” I feigned outrage and flipped us over, laying him on the cold wet grass. He flinched uncomfortably from the chill. “Here, put this on.” I pulled off my sweater to reveal my muscular figure and put it on Dae. He seemed almost enamored by the gesture. “That’s not all you’re gonna give me, right?” “Just you wait.” I pulled his legs up and pressed them against his chest to expose his hole. It puckered as it met the cold air and pulsated as I glided my tongue around it and landed inside. His hole tasted delicious. I placed my mouth in an O around it and sucked it while pushing my tongue deeper. Dae moaned aloud and his cock twitched. After a few minutes of tasting him, I pushed my middle finger into his hole with my tongue. When his hole relaxed, I slid another finger in and moved up to kiss him. He wrapped his legs and arms around me. I slid a third finger inside him and felt his gooey insides. It got me so hard, leaking a lot of charged pre-cum. Fuck. I had forgot that I was positive. I couldn’t put Dae at risk, especially not on his birthday. “Dae, do you have a condom?” “I don’t. But I don’t care. No one uses condoms anymore. I need you inside me.” He pleaded. Out of nowhere, a husky voice: “Rawdog him bro.” I looked up to see Nico. His gym shorts were around his thighs, and his sweater unzipped. He was jerking that massive cock. The moon highlighted his scorpion tattoo. “Fuuuck,” Dae was drooling at the sight of that giant cock. “Impregnate that slut.” Dae looked at me longingly. “Julius, do it. Impregnate me.” I knew I should have told Dae why I was hesitant. Instead, I aimed my leaking cock at his open hole. I kissed Dae as I penetrated his sphincter. His hole was tight around my cock, but it sucked me in deeper and deeper until I pushed through his second hole. If Dae was in pain, he wasn’t showing it. He moaned as we made out and jolted as my balls met his hole. He ran his fingers through my hair and pleaded, “Fuck me Julius. Fill me.” I pounded that hole relentlessly. Dae loved it; he was moaning loudly, begging to be fucked harder and filled with my cum. Nico was sitting on the bench stroking his cock and erotically cheering us on. I could feel my cock swelling and my poz semen building up in my balls getting ready to launch. I knew I should pull out and, for a second, I thought I would. That is until Dae seemingly read my mind and exclaimed, “Julius, impregnate me! My pussy is yours!” I slammed my dick deep in his ass and exploded. My poz cum flooded his bowels. Dae squirted a lot of cum all over my sweater. We both looked down at it and laughed. I collapsed on him, forehead-to-forehead, and kissed him gently as I pulled out. “Happy Birthday Dae!” “I hope you enjoyed your gift.” Nico let out a boisterous laugh as he stood up and got behind me. “Move. It’s my turn.” I looked at Dae. He was staring at that massive cock. I could see he wanted more gifts, so I moved and sat up next to his head. Nico hoisted Dae’s legs and, in one rough shove, pushed his 10 inches all the way in. Dae’s eyes bulged open. Nico pounded Dae hard. I could feel Dae slipping back along the wet grass, so I held him in place. I kissed him to smother his shrieks until his body adjusted to the log in his butt. Nico’s body was hardening. The stinger of his scorpion tattoo aimed directly at Dae’s fertile hole. He was about to fill Dae with the same toxic cum that had infected me. I stopped kissing Dae and ran my fingers through his hair. “Get ready Dae. He’s gonna impregnate you with his boys.” Nico cackled as he heard me repeat his trademark words. “You’re gonna love your birthday gift, you cum-hungry whore.” He gripped Dae’s hips back and thrusted forward, emptying his toxic balls in this twink on his 19th birthday. Dae busted on my sweater once again. Nico slowly pulled out, and his massive deflating cock flopped out of Dae’s hole. A stream of toxic semen followed. He collected it with his fingers and roughly pushed it back in. Dae squealed meekly at the post-fuck fingering. Nico looked at Dae and smiled, “Gotta make sure you get all my boys in you. His boys too.” He stood up and walked to me. “Clean it off son.” I licked our positive cum and Dae’s ass juices off Nico’s dick and swirled my tongue underneath his foreskin. It tasted delicious. Nico pulled out of my mouth and grabbed my shoulder to yank me to my feet. He turned to Dae, still lying on the ground wearing only my cummy sweater. Without a word of warning, he unleashed a stream of piss directed at Dae’s face. “Drink it bitch.” Dae followed the command. He got on his knees and opened his mouth. “Use the toilet son.” Nico winked at me. Dae looked at me with begging eyes. I didn’t know if this meant he wanted my piss or he wanted me to say no. I had to piss. I aimed, closed my eyes and pictured a toilet. Dae struggled to keep up with both streams, and cascades of piss waterfalled onto my sweater and his cock. After Nico finished, he said nothing, simply pulled up his shorts, zipped up his jacket and wandered away. I tucked my cock back into my running shorts. “Had fun?” Dae looked up at me. His entire body was wet with piss, his hair and my sweater dripping. “I’m completely sober now.” He threw his arms out to his sides and smiled. “And I’ve never felt so high.” “The sex high is the best high.” We laughed. “Do you mind if I come over? I should really shower before I go home, or even get into an Uber.” “Wait. You don’t live with your parents, do you?” I teased. “How else can an 19-year-old afford to live in this city?” “Of course, you can come over. Just gotta be quiet. My roommate is probably asleep.” We must have looked ridiculous on our walk of shame back to my apartment. I only wore my jogging shorts while I held Dae’s clothes. He only wore my wet sweater which wasn’t nearly long enough to hide that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His dick and ass were out. As guys wandered by on their way home from the clubs, they stared. One older drunk even whipped his average dick out in an offer to fuck Dae against a tree on the sidewalk. Dae happily accepted, and the drunk slid his cock inside Dae’s used hole for a couple minutes. But after getting a prolonged whiff of Dae’s piss-covered body and grabbing a handful of Dae’s piss-soaked hair, the drunk pulled out and stumbled away. Dae looked at me and laughed. I gave him my hand. “You whore! Let’s just get you home.”

The young white guy smiles as he looks at my used and battered hole. Running the head up and down my hole I twitch as the sensitive ring reacts to him. The head slowly starts to push forward, my used hole feels the familiar sting before settling in. His wiry pubes are already against me. My mouth full of the massive black dick my throat is tight and I can barely breath. I try and move my hard back for breath. Only to feel two hands latch onto me really quick. "Bitch you stay on this dick!" The black guy shouts. "Yeah fucking this sloppy hole." The young guy in me shouts. "Yeah once this white boy is out of you gonna give you all this black dick bitch. Have you begging for this load." He laughed while rubbing my head. "Ah shit yes eat this dick bitch!" The guy behind me begins to speed up. His dick is long and uncut. It doesn't tear me as much as the first guy. However, he's in me so deep. I want him to add his load into me. "Fuck fuck fuck!" He shouts before blasting his load into me. "Yeah. Take it bitch. Take it." He screams before he roughly pulls out. Slapping my ass he laughs as he walks out. "Guess you know what's happening now right bitch?" The black dick is removed from my mouth and I can finally breath. "Take a deep breath on those poppers bitch. You're gonna need it." He starts to push in.....I want to scream.

Do you like (gay) porn more if there was a plot/story/intro involved? Or are you someone who skips it entirely and go for the action scene? If you enjoy the plot, what are some of your favourite set-up? Personally, I become more aroused if the porn had some sort of story. Some of my favourites that I remember include: Guys walking into the toilet and cruising, One guy meeting another guy on the street and following him to his apartment, Guys cheating on their wife (but not the ones where their wives are in the next room—seems a bit too unbelievable), Guys cheating on their partner the instant he leaves for work, Guys getting hypnotized (cringy fake-as but it is a hot thought), One guy getting cornered and gangbanged by this football team Guys seducing straight guys when they have a few beers at home. I haven’t found any good gay porn that includes services like cable-man, plumber, pool-cleaner. Perhaps the acting was bad that it didn’t seem believable enough to get aroused by. If anyone has any good examples, feel free to post a link.

If a guy has just removed his underwear and is fucking me I'll happily grab them and sniff on those whilst he's plowing my ass. If its been a hot day or even better a hot day and his cock has leaked a few drops of piss and precum then I'll inhale deeply - smells better than poppers too!

I agree with BootmanLA. I don't bother with it a whole lot, but I like at least a peg or three to hang a storyline on. If it's a great story, I don't really need all the visuals - I can do that on my own. Definitely not saying the visuals aren't fun - just that the story trumps (on my knees begging forgiveness for that filthy, truly depraved reference) the visuals.

I don't care for dialog or plot, I want it to get right to the action. I only watch bareback porn and don't really care if its amateur or from a porn studio. Amateur is admittedly hotter and I love it when the guy cums inside rather than pulling out. Love knowing that the bottom took that load and wanted it. Hate it when they pull out to cum.

Been a lurker for a while, here's a confession: Since I turned 17, and started meet up with guys, I've primarily been a bottom. Only in the last 2 years, have I started topping; would consider myself versatile at this point. Was in a relationship from June last year (2021), cute bottom who from the beginning let me fuck bareback. The sex was pretty good, enjoyed his hole and stretching him out. I have a good friend who's been fucking me since I was 18, always cums bucketfuls inside me. Chunky bear, who’s got a great kong and thick cock. During the initial few months of the relationship, me and my friend were strictly friends without any fun. However, one day, whilst over a coffee at his house, we made eye contact for at least 10 seconds. Next thing I know we were kissing, letting our hands wonder over his body. We were both hard instantly, I groped his crotch and found out for myself. He stood up and undid his pants, letting them fall to his ankles and sat back down. He started jerking his cock, and looking at me. Feeling the submissive bottom inside stir, I got onto my knees between his legs and sucked his cock. He knew about my relationship and must've enjoyed how spontaneous this situation was. I sucked his big dick, savouring the old familiar taste. His balls are huge, easily the size of a small fist, I massaged them whilst I swallowed plenty of his precum. My boyfriends cock is decent but not enough for me to gag, my friends however easily was big enough to make me choke and I loved the feeling. Finally, he moaned, shoved my head down onto his shaft and held me there whilst he unloaded down my throat. Half way through he let me go and painted the inside of my mouth with his load. I sat back on the sofa and he went to town on my cock and made me cum. We arranged to meet a week later, no talk of what we did last time. Just another coffee catch-up. But in preparation to what I thought would happen, I prepared my arse for a good pounding. Unlike last time, he brought me inside and immediately stared kissing me. I returned the kiss and we snogged in his porch for a while. Gesturing to the stairs, I made my way up and got myself naked on his bed. He followed suite and I noticed the bottles of poppers in arms reach. We resumed kissing, our hands targeting our hardening cocks and we jerked eachother till we were both hard. His hand venture further down till he circled my hole and stared probing it with his digit. He didn't get far, and whilst I enjoyed being stretched out for the first time it did hurt; he quickly applied spit and returned to fingering me. I kept jerking him off, precum covered his cock, whilst making out with him. He kept upping the number of fingers till he could just about get three inside me. He menuvred himself so my legs were over his shoulders and he had access to my now slight-stretched hole. He rimmed me for a while, his tongue knew exactly how to pleasure me and get my hole ready. He lowered my legs and shuffled forwardward till his cock was pressing up against his hole. His cock had been producing precum none stop whilst in the bedroom and it now came in useful as pressed into me. He pushed inside me, got the poppers and shoved it under my nose. Obideny I took a few huffs, his cock edgint forward inside me. He took some himself and hilted inside me. Pushing my legs back, he began to hammer his cock inside me. I knew how to get him off, and started playing with his nipples and squeeze my arse around his cock. Eventually, he picked up the pace and mercilessly fucked my arse sore. He came, and I felt every throb as he deposited his cum inside me. We cuddled and kissed afterwards, I took so much poppers I couldn't cum but I went home and push out all his cum and ate it. My bf and I broke up in December and I've been taking his cock since.

I need you to fuck me and make me a porn star.

Nice verbal banter. [think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_ldD39EswLYCK

Am I the only one wondering why (or where) all these piss-filled condoms are lying around?

Ya think ??? Repressing one's sexual needs is downright dangerous to our health. If we try to repress our sexual requirements, we'll get ingrown toenails, crossed eyes, our hair will fall out along with our teeth, and our fingers will curl up and fall off too. Our dicks will shrink, our balls wither away, and our assholes will start singing Over the Rainbow !!! Imagine the horror of walking into a fuckjoint, with a hundred assholes singing that in every key - known and unknown. Obviously, we simply must keep Breeding each other !!! Social order depends on it. 😏

My sister came home for the weekend with her husband and her three kids. She wanted to see my parents and me (since I was to graduate high school the next week). I stayed home because I was really tired from playing sports this whole weekend and hanging out with my buddies. The morning in question I got up fairly late, and the house was so quiet I thought no one was home. Since it was quite warm, I decided to take a leisurely swim in our backyard pool. I put on a speedo and went outside. I was so surprised when I saw my brother-in-law relaxing in the water. I had never seen him without full attire. He was formerly in the Marines, and now has his own construction company. He is a nice guy but with a quiet and withdrawn personality. As soon as he saw me, he asked me (almost commanded me) to get in the pool. I did not hesitate, if only because I wanted see his body better. He continued, saying no one would return late afternoon, and everyone else had gone to Magic Mountain. While I can't say I was particularly interested in visiting the amusement park, I was wondering why I hadn't been invited. Turns out he specifically had arranged to be left alone with me, telling my parents he wanted to talk to me talk to me about a couple of things. He then climbed out of the pool, and gestured for me to join him in the lounge chairs under the patio awning. While I got a towel to dry myself, he just laid on the lounge chair....completely naked. He was naked. I thought he was wearing swim trunks, but I was mistaken. I could not help but stare at his HUGE XXXXXXL cock (it must have been close to 12 inches and thick as a beer can). I thought to myself how fuckin' lucky my sister was and now I see why they have three kids. With a cock like that she may end up having thirteen kids. He looked at me and motioned for me to go over to him. Without saying a word I walked over to him. I sat down in the lounge chair next to him and pretended not to notice his cock. He took my hand suddenly and put it on his cock. He said to me while smiling...."If you think it feels big in your hand, wait till I knock up and stretch out that faggot sissy cunt ass of yours with this horse cock" I was beyond surprised: I was shocked. I could not take my eyes off his cock. He looked at me and said, "You know why we your sister and I came over this weekend ?" I said "Yes -- because I am graudating from high school and you wanted to see my Mom and Dad." He said, "That is the reason that your sister came here. Not me." I said "Well then, why did YOU come then?" He looked over at me, and smiled, saying "Since you decided not to go to college in the fall, you parents thought it would be a good idea for you to start working. And I think they are right. Your work is going to start as of today. Consider today the beginning of your new job with your new boss. You never say 'no' to me. You do what I want, when I want and how I want, and you will be a very happy young man with anything and everything you could ask for. Now like I said you have your first and most importsnt project at hand. Get to work on it, boy!" Guys, this is a true story. My sister left a half hour ago with her husband and kids. I have four loads of his cum still dripping out my (now stretched out) ass. My throat, mouth and jaw still hurts and is still full of the cum taste from all the cum I swallowed. He wants me to be his assistant at work and his personal sex toy. I love my sister and hate the thought of doing this to her behind her back, but at the same time he wants me, and I cannot even think of anything else now except being around him and taking care of his needs. My sister treats him like shit anyway. She always nags and complains and treats him like he is just there to bring money home for her and the kids. So yeah, let me enjoy his cock and cum --- and my sister OH WELL !!!!!

He knew deep down inside that he really needed your load. I know I love a verbal top like you!

When I was younger I never wore a condom when I buggered a womans butt. I loved the snug feeling and my climaxes were always more intense. About 25 years ago i started taking it up my ass from guys. My first times were wrapped and I remember going to an adult theater and taking it bare. No cum just a few pokes up the ass. I was new and the fuck was dry so it hurt like hell. sometimes later a guy that was close did me bare and shot his load in me. It felt great. He did me a few different times and I was hooked. Now I take it bare when ever I can get it. Fun to not know who or what is going up my overly sensitive ass

I got my cherry popped when I was 19 by a man 30 years older than me he told me from the very beginning that he was in a raw dick me I was nervous at first the first time it hurts so bad we had to stop 2 weeks later I went back to his house because I had this weird urge to suck him again that was my first time having a gay experience with anyone so I finally said I wanted him to stick it in all the way and when he did oh my God it was raw and it hurts so bad he was taking my virginity and when he was about to come he didn't even warn me he just came inside me fast forward till now I'm 38 that man still fucks me raw and I wouldn't have it any other way he did a great job and seducing me when I was a young boy

First time was bareback. Sat on his bbc until it popped in. I have a high pain tolerance so not too bad. After a couple strokes i was intoxicated with lust. Took it all night everytime i could make him hard and finally in the shower before we went to work. My hole was wet and sore all day and occasionally a little fluid would run down my leg.

Hope I'm not repeating this vid but even if, think it's worth watching again. No foreplay, no kissing, no fake scenes. Just lots of clips of the zone we all strive to be in - the Breeding Zone! Oink! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/cumpilation-of-cum-inside-ass-10073345

Part 2 I joined a few friends at a high top table to chat awhile. There was a lot of good energy in the bar tonight, with a steady stream of guys coming and going. It would be like this for a few hours as guys made the rounds of the city’s bar scene. The 20-somethings tended to rotate through, enjoying their new freedom of being legal and being able to come and go as they pleased. The younger guys were more limited in their options, this being one of the few places that allowed under 21 to socialize. That was part of the attraction of this place for me — it offered what I was shopping for. Eventually I went back to Randy to buy the next round for the table. Alex and Miguel were standing there, and I struck up a quick conversation. These two were an unusual pair, and there was a mixed understanding of whether they were a couple or just roommates. Alex was Puerto Rican and a nursing student, having just turned 21 last month. His roommate Miguel was an exchange student from Brazil who ended up transferring here at the end of his exchange last summer. These two amuse me, not just because they’re each adorable, but because they both hide who’s fucking them from the other. I met Alex on Grindr, building a three-week conversation until he accepted an offer to meet for drinks one evening while Miguel was working. We had a couple drinks in my loft, talking about his schooling and travels. I love to travel, so we had a lot of destinations to talk about. Alex had seemed nervous at first, but was relaxing the longer we talked. I poured us a third round of drinks and then offered him a tour of the loft. We talked about some of the art pieces that caught his eye, where they came from, and some unique anecdotes about the artists. We were in the bedroom talking about a small piece I’d purchased from a young artist in Toulouse when Alex noticed the sling in the alcove behind my bed. It was deliberately placed to be in a recessed space where I could control the lighting and energy in the space. Alex was fascinated. He touched the leather straps and asked some questions about using it. “Why don’t you jump in and see what it feels like?” Alex hesitated, but he couldn’t take his eyes off it. “Go ahead. Just jump in.” I took his cocktail glass and coached him into the sling. He was still fully dressed; I wanted this to move slowly, savor the young man’s nervous desire. Alex squirmed a bit, trying to settle into the sling comfortably. “It’s meant to be naked in, but you get the basic idea,” I said. I lifted his ankles, “You’re feet would go through these two stirrups, so you don’t have to work to keep them up. It spreads your ass open for the top.” I gave the sling some motion, deliberately bouncing his ass against my groin. Even through our jeans, I could feel both of us getting hard. “Do you fuck a lot of guys in this?” “Mmmmm hmmmm,” I nodded, now running my hands up under his shirt. His skin was so smooth, and I could feel the muscles in his abs flex as I playfully stimulated the nerves with my finger tips. Alex groaned softly. “I think you’re ready to be one of them.” He just looked up at me, his eyes in a dreamy state. I know that look — the look of desire pushing aside all other thoughts in a boy’s head. Alex was radiating nervous anticipation. I pulled off his shoes; he didn’t protest. I pulled off his socks and massaged his feet; he groaned again, letting his head roll back and relaxing. It would have been much easier to have him stand up and undress, but I didn’t want to risk breaking the spell of seduction. I undid his jeans, and awkwardly shuffled them off his hips and pulled them up to expose his ass. I could have just fucked him like this, his pink hole was accessible. But I wanted more, and so did he. I wet my thumb and gently massaged his tender hole while the other hand methodically removed. One pant leg, and then the other. It took a couple minutes, but I got his pants completely, feeling immense satisfaction as they dropped to the floor, all the while my thumb was massaging his hole. He was moaning softly. I stepped around to the head of the sling and pulled his shirt off, much easier than his jeans had been. I looked down the full length of his body. His caramel skin was taught against his lean frame, his legs dangling off to either side of the chains helping suspend him midair. I stepped back to his ass, slipped his legs into the stirrups, and pulled out my cock. “Damn. Your cock looks really big.” “It is.” “Do you have poppers?” “I do. Have you used them before?” “No. But I’ve seen them in videos.” I slid open a tiny drawer beside the sling where I kept the supplies handy, and handed him the bottle. Parted of me wanted to explore Alex’s body longer. But my cock was raging, and Alex’s hole was hanging just inches away, open, ready…. “I don’t get fucked a lot,” he admitted nervously. “I’m mostly a top.” “Good for you,” I said. “I’ll be gentle.” I pumped some lube into my hand, and glazed my long cock with it. Getting a couple more pumps of lube, I fingered some into his anxious hole with one hand, while the other spread some on Alex’s shaft, too. I was admiring its size as I lubed it. I’m sure lots of bottoms loved his dick. But here and now, he was going to be a repository for my seed. I noted Alex was holding the bottle of poppers, but hadn’t used them yet. I could sense his anxiety, the roiling mix of fear and desire battling inside him. The fantasy had become real, and he was at the brink of being fucked in a sling by a big dicked notorious whore. He wanted it, but was terrified to have it. “Unscrew the cap, and hold on to it. Don’t drop it. Pinch one nostril close and inhale through the other. Get the bottle closer. That’s right. Now switch sides. Pinch that nostril closed. This time hold it in for a second hold it. That’s good. Now release your breath slowly.” I took the bottle and cap from him, sealed the bottle closed, and placed it on his chest. His eyes took on that half open – half closed look as he succumbed to the poppers. It was time to take Alex. “Feels amazing doesn’t it?” I pressed the head of my dick into his young hole. He gasped, his breath coming louder and faster, and he lifted his head to look right into my eyes. His face was desperate, terrified, and eager all at once. He knew what was about to happen. He knew it was inevitable and that he couldn’t stop it from happening. I pressed my slick cock further into his awaiting hole. “Fuck, that’s tight,” I said. Alex winced, and I felt his sphincter spasm. “Just breathe. Keep breathing. It’ll be good in a second.” Alex wanted me to pull out. He didn’t think he could handle it. But I knew better. I pushed in further, and Alex let out a deep groan. I pushed in until my balls were touching his bare ass. He looked up at me. Powerless. Realizing his façade of experience had been stripped away, exposing him as a newbie that wasn’t sure what to do. He was overwhelmed with the sensation of my big cock filling him. I started to push the sling back and forth, letting the motion slide Alex’s adorable body up and down my shaft. His ass was like a vice. “You like that?” “Oh my gawd,” he whimpered. “Good boy. Just let yourself enjoy it.” I started to move my hips, adding more movement inside his hole, stretching him open further. It was becoming more comfortable to fuck him. Alex began to moan. “That’s it. Feel that big dick inside you.” “Ohhhh ….. ohhhhhh … fuck ….. fuck,” he whispered softly. I let my hands explore his caramel skin. He felt so good! Alex was lost in the sensations competing for his attention. My fingers danced across his body, stimulating his legs, abs, lats, and chest. All the while my cock worked his tight ass, priming the youngster for his new role as my cumdump. It wasn’t going to be long. I knew he wouldn’t last too much longer before his tender hole became sore. I felt the pressure building inside my balls, knowing it would be a big load. I had worked toward this moment for weeks. The texting. The grooming. This adorable Puerto Rican kid was ready to take my load. Alex sensed it; he looked up at me as I began fucking him more deliberately, the chains of the sling rattling louder as I got closer and closer to release. He wanted to ask me to pull out, to shoot my load across his body, but the words wouldn’t come to his lips. He wanted to be bred, and knew this was his chance for it. “That’s right, boy. You’re getting bred.” I pumped him hard, my cock on the edge of release. Alex moaned. His eyes were pleading. His face looked so innocent in that moment. That’s when I took him. “Gah!” My dick erupted. So did his. My seed pumped inside him, transforming him into my cumdump. His load shot up along his abs and chest, actually splashing some into his open mouth as he gasped at the unexpected climax. I pumped a few more times, waves of ecstasy crashing over me as I took Alex. The innocence was gone from his face. It was replaced with shock at his own transformation. He had just given himself up for another man’s load inside him. He had tried to deny to himself that’s why. He had come here tonight, but he couldn’t lie to himself any longer. We showered. He dressed, though I stayed in just my towel, letting my cock hang loose beneath it as we sat on the couch talking a few minutes before he left. I could feel. My load inside the boy. He also knew he felt different, though he couldn’t explain the feeling. “This is just between us, right?” “It is,” I assured him. “Miguel cannot find out.” “Not a problem. I wouldn’t say anything to him.” To this day, standing here at the bar with the two of them, Miguel doesn’t know that Alex has been a semi-regular in my sling. Alex comes some evenings while Miguel is working or studying with a group. The adorable boy slides into the sling each time. Now I have some prep time beforehand, setting up the dim red lighting, putting on club music for a good fucking beat, even introducing him to wrist restraints. No, Miguel didn’t know about any of that. But Miguel was keeping his own secrets from Alex.

I was anally obsessed from an early age. In my youth I started out with (after fingers of course) the small end of a a rubber ear syringe that I found in the medicine cabinet, screwdriver handles, and soda bottles (the glass 1970's versions with the long necks and smooth ends). I'm sure there were other things that went up me, but those are the ones I remember most from that era, which was before I had anyone else to have sex with, and years before I could purchase any legit sex toys. Later on I remember among other things trying medium/large size gumballs, and also hot dogs (after I had been playing around enough years that I wasn't tight enough to immediately chop it off midway though it going in). I found some perverse pleasure in walking around other people in the house knowing I had my ass filled. That was probably mid or just post-college years and by that time I had a few 'real' sex toys (albeit the cheap latex variety), but found the other stuff kinky and fun. I went through a phase where I would go outside (rural area, so no onlookers), use a garden hose to fill my ass up, and spray it out. Kind of odd, but it felt good at the time, and years later I even stumbled across some porn vids of other people doing the same thing, so I guess I wasn't alone in wanting to. These days I have a half dozen or so toys of various shapes and sizes, mostly silicon Square Peg stuff obtained from Mr. S Leather. I may play with them daily for two weeks straight or they may stay sitting in the box for a year, but they're fun when I'm in that mood. Porn-wise I'm always in the mood, and have a love for watching anally-obsessed twinks who get off on expanding their holes with huge toys (Bad Dragon etc), fists, pumps, and such. That never gets old!

4. Clint Once more, I woke up with the rising sun. My jet lag had barely gone away. It was not just my sleep cycle that was messed up, but my mind was also foggy. I could barely remember the night before, except I had the unusual combination of utter happiness and complete anxiety. I rolled over and the memories came crashing back. I wasn't alone in bed; my roommate, Greg, was sleeping soundly next to me. He had a peaceful smile on his totally naked, wickedly hot body. The afternoon before, Greg and I had shared a joint and drank some beer. Then I had kissed him. Or maybe he had kissed me. I couldn't remember. It probably didn't matter. That, in turn, led to us to undressing each other on the sofa. And once naked, his hard cock had penetrated my virgin ass. It had culminated in a powerful explosion that pumped my ass full of his hot cum. Then, Greg sucked me off, and soon another joint appeared. Then, it was another beer and a trip to the cafeteria. That evening, the orientation events seemed to go on forever and I couldn't wait to get back to the room. Before the door had even shut completely, we had started undressing each other. It was my turn to fill him up, my cock throbbing and pulsing in his hot hole. Then we fell asleep and I was cradled in his arms. "Morning, sexy," he said, stretching his arms, and pulling me close to him. We kissed. "Although not that breath," he said, but he didn't push me away. "What time is it?" "5:45," I said. "Fuck. I thought it was at least ten." "Sorry. Jet lag," I explained. "Actually, I managed to sleep in today." "You're crazy. Brush your teeth, and get back in bed with me." I went into the bathroom, and started to brush my teeth. As the sleep cleared from my mind, I remembered other crucial and particular details. I had a load of Greg's cum deep in my ass. But, Greg was also carrying one of my loads in his ass. We hadn't used any protection; at the time, it seemed so unimportant. I remembered the reason for my vague sense of anxiety. Greg had told me he didn't know his HIV status. More than that, he had spent the past week having unprotected sex with his Uncle and his Uncle's husband. Both of them were HIV+, and he had taken their loads. Still brushing my teeth, I stepped back into the bedroom. It was hard to tell if it was my bedroom, Greg's bedroom, or our bed. Greg had rolled over, his legs slight spread and guiding my eyes up to his firm, beautiful ass. He hadn't made up his bed yet so we had ended up in this bed last night. He was naked and sleeping peacefully, but all I could think of was having sex with him again. My mind raced between the delightful options of jumping on top of him and forcing my cock back into that small patch of heaven, or rolling him over, and sitting on his giant dick. Neither option included me worrying about his HIV status, or fumbling with a condom. Remembering the closeness and spontaneity of the night before, I wasn't sure if I ever wanted something to come between us, least of all a thick rubber sheath designed to keep us apart. I went back to the bathroom, spit out the toothpaste, and rinsed my mouth out. I returned to bed; even though it had been less than twenty-four hours, I found myself starting to think of it as our bed, rather than just my bed. "Welcome back," Greg said, once more gathering me up into his arms, and nuzzling me on the back of my neck. "Now sleep." Sleep wouldn't come as easily for me as it did for him, despite the comfort of his strong arms. I lay there, wondering how I had fallen into this so quickly, and, just as critically, where it was going to go. Eventually, I was able to fall back asleep. Greg's warm body against me and his steady breath lulled me, and finally, I was able to get a few more hours of fitful sleep. I was in the middle of a pleasant dream when I was awoken by Greg slowly stroking my erection. He was caressing the soft skin sliding over my hardness urging me on. "Morning, sexy," he said, as I opened my eyes. "Morning," I said. "What time is it now?" The sun was higher in the sky than when I had woken up earlier in the morning. "Time for you to stick this in me?" he asked. He had tossed the sheets aside and my stiff dick was sticking straight up in the air. "Or am I going to have to sit on it?" He kissed me, and I could tell he had gotten up at some point, at least long enough to brush his teeth as well. "Or maybe something to get you in the mood first?" he continued, producing a joint. "Maybe," I said. "Come on," he said. "Waking and baking is how I spent my entire summer. It's only going to be better with you." Before I said anything, he lit the joint and stuck it in my mouth. I inhaled deeply of the sweet smoke, letting it fill my lungs. I was feeling good from a full night's sleep and I was looking forward to the effects of the weed. I did another hit, before passing the joint back to Greg. Greg did two long hits, one hand on the joint, and one hand still exploring my body. I was not the only one with an erection; his was thick and hard, emerging from his dark bush. He handed the joint to me. "Don't think you're going to get out of your obligations," he said, his hand finding my cock once more. "I need that to fuck me this morning." "Well, I guess if you insist, I guess can do that," I said, feigning disinterest. Even though I had cum twice the day before, the mere presence of Greg: his warmth, his touch, and his smell had me aroused and more than ready to go. As the pot hit me, it only made me more aroused. I handed the joint back to Greg. He did his hits, and then passed it back. "How do you want me?" he asked, rolling over on his stomach, and spreading his leg. For the first time, I saw the tattoo on his right ass. After doing a hit, I placed the joint on the bed table and bent over to examine it more closely. "You like it?" he asked me. It was two small male symbols intertwined. It was perfect on his young ass and as trite as it sounded, made him look cool. But at the same time, staring at made my stomach tighten up. He knew what he was and had not just accepted it, but also was proud of it. I wondered how many other men had spent their mornings with him, naked in bed. Would I be just another conquest? And, in comparison, how did I look. There had been only two men in my entire life, both in the past thirty-six hours. "It's beautiful," I finally said. "Good. It's going to look even better when you're fucking it. Now, stop staring, and start fucking me." He spread his legs even further, giving me a glimpse of his hairy hole, so eager for my cock. "Lube?" he asked. Before I could reply, he produced a small blue bottle, and poured the liquid on my cock. He rubbed it, the slick fluid coating my shaft and his hands teased me, edging me closer to the eventual, needed release. I wrestled Greg onto his back, his legs up in the air. I was completely aware of how inexperienced I was, compared what I had gleaned about Greg from the hints he had already dropped, not to mention the obvious tattoo. I did what felt natural, and I seemed to not get any complaints from him. "Just a second," he said, as he stuck first one finger, then another into his hole. "Gotta get opened up a bit first." "That's right," I said. "You've done this before." "Yeah," Greg said. "I have." He smiled at me, his legs spread, two fingers in his hole. "Which means you need to catch up." He pulled his fingers out; they were glossy from the lube. I put my cockhead against his hole. "Put it in me," Greg said. Like the night before, we didn't think about condoms. A rubber sheath protecting me from Greg would only just barely protect me from an uncertain risk. But it would totally isolate me and cut me off from being able to fully experience our sexual explorations. Greg was the one that I truly wanted, and I couldn't bear to make that bonding any more difficult than it already was. Just as my cock slid into his tight hole, he held a small brown bottle under his nose and inhaled deeply. "Want a hit?" he asked me, after holding his breath for a few seconds. "What is it?" I asked, hoping that I wouldn't appear too naive. "Poppers," he said. "I keep on forgetting how innocent you are." "Well, you are doing your best to corrupt me. What do they do?" I asked. "They give you a short, intense rush. Just hold it under your nose and inhale a bit," Greg replied. "Not too long, at least for the first time." I took the bottle from him, and followed his instructions. The smell was soft yet chemical, although I didn't feel any different at all. Greg took the bottle back and screwed the top on. Suddenly, warmth filled my body, and all of my senses were heightened together with the pounding of my heart. The formerly steady pace of my cock in and out of Greg's hole now turned into a religious act, each millimeter of movement a benediction of pleasure. Involuntarily, I grabbed my young man's head, and we started to kiss, deeply, lovingly, and intensely. "Oh fuck," I moaned, my hips now bucking uncontrollably in and out of his hole. "Fuck me, Clint," he whispered into my ear. "Fucking pound my hole. Fill me with your cock and drain your seed into me." I thought I was going to cum at any moment as the intensity of the feelings ran from my cock to my balls to my brain. But, shortly later, as I could barely stand it, the sensations passed. It still felt amazing to be inside of Greg, but there wasn't the same intensity. "Pretty incredible, isn't it?" Greg asked me. "Yeah, it was," I said. The surge of emotions and sensations were the poppers that Greg had given me, not to mention the weed we had smoked. It had felt great, but it wasn't something I wanted to do constantly. To be balanced, to be complete, the enhanced, popper-fueled fucking also needed plain old fucking in order to maintain the contrast and passion that the drugs forced on me. "But this is pretty damn nice as well," I said, my cock still sliding in and out of Greg's hole. "I know," Greg said. "This is the best way to wake up." My cock had never felt this hard before, so alive and so masculine, as when it was inside of my hot freshman roommate. It was like a pornographic story, getting to fuck my freshman roommate, the morning after move-in. Plus, there was the certain promise of many more mornings and afternoons and evenings just like this. We would explore each other's bodies and learn how we could find pleasure in them. "Me too," I said, in between our constant kisses. It seemed so normal to me, so natural, to be naked next to a man, to be kissing him, and to have my cock buried inside of him. I had read countless screeds about how it was unnatural, but it had been all so easy, all so natural, to fall into it. In high school, I had attempted to go on dates with girls, but it had always felt forced. With Greg, it was like running down a hill. "I'm going to cum soon," I said. "I know. I can feel your cock dripping pre-cum. Shoot your load deep in me. I need to have more of your fluids inside me." Despite the steady, hard pounding of my cock deep into his ass, Greg kept on smiling. Last night, when he had fucked me, it had hurt but it had also felt good. As my cock penetrated into him he was feeling the same thing. "I really like being this close to you. You inside me. You cumming in me." "Me too," I said. Even when I had just been jerking off, I dripped pre-cum. Now, when I was actually fucking a guy, there was a steady stream leaking from my cock and into Greg. It made each stroke easier and smoother than the one before, and each stroke only brought me closer to orgasm. "I'm going to cum," I said. They were the last words I could say before my orgasm took over my body and mind. Greg wrapped a leg around my waist and an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to him. His new position also forced my cock deeper into him and my balls bounced against his ass. "Don't hold back," he said. "I can take it." That was all I needed to hear; I stopped trying to hold back and let my cock explode. "I want to take it." "Uggh," I grunted and my dick swelled before spitting a thick load of cum into Greg's ass. "Fuck," I said, as another jet landed inside of him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued, each word marking another jet of my jizz entering my roommate's ass. "Give it to me," he said. "Drain your balls in my hole." I had a few more spurts in me before my balls went dry and my energy was exhausted. "Nice job, man." Greg grabbed me and gave me a deep kiss. "This is how I want to wake up every day," he said. It took me longer to get my thoughts together. The force of my orgasm had destroyed any ability to think about anything more complex than pure animal pleasure. The poppers hadn't helped me either; they only emphasized the primal nature of our lust. "Me too," I finally gasped. My cock, still buried deep in Greg's hole, was now wickedly sensitive. Greg knew that and was gently squeezing his butt, taunting and teasing me in his effort to get every last drop of my sperm out of my balls and into his body. We lay there and kissed for a few minutes, before my cock finally softened enough to fall out of his hole. "Want to get a shower before breakfast?" Greg asked me. "Sure," I answered. Although we were both in agreement about the next step, the reality of getting up from the bed was a lot harder. Each time we started to make a move, one or the other of us would find something new to play with: a part of the other's body we hadn't yet kissed and hadn't yet explored. "Want some?" Greg asked, offering me the rest of the morning's joint, just after we had finished a round of making out. "Sure," I said. Greg lit the joint, and inhaled deeply. I was about to take it from him when he stopped me. "Wait," he said. "Exhale for me." I emptied my lungs, and he pressed his lips against mine. He blew out his cloud, into my lungs, more than filling them. "I love that," he said. After fifteen minutes of making out, shotgunning, and exploring each other, I had managed only to get out of bed, only to find myself kneeling in front of Greg. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and his cock was right in front of me, hard, huge and erect. It seemed to be begging for my attention. "God, you're big," I said, wondering how I could ever get all of that beautiful shaft into my mouth. "You're pretty good sized yourself," he said. I looked down. My cock was still in recovery mode. Even accounting for that, it seemed so much smaller than Greg's tool. Like all guys, I had measured it many times, hoping the result would be something big and impressive and something I could brag about. But, each time, it was the exact same number: seven and a quarter inches. "How big are you?" I asked. I licked the tip of Greg's shaft, my tongue running over the unique combination of soft, sensitive skin stretched over the steel-hard core. There was a drop at the tip, salty and subtle, tasting of Greg's own flavor. "Eight inches," he said. "You?" "Only seven," I said. "And a bit." "That's still plenty big enough," he said. "Trust me. It felt awesome fucking me." He put a hand on the back of my head and gently pressed down. He forced me to take more of his cock in my mouth, so I opened wide and tried my best to fit his shaft into my mouth. It was only the second time in my life sucking on another man's cock. There had been the guy in the gym the other morning and now Greg. I wondered how many times Greg had sucked a guy off. What had he done after school and over the summer? How much more experience had he had compared to me, and was there any way I could hope to measure up. I realized that each time I had sucked cock, I had ended up kneeling in front of them, their erect shafts filling my vision, filling my mouth, filling my world. I knew viscerally why "cocksucker" was an epithet and why it was a put-down. There was nothing else I could do other than to genuflect in front of the source of the men's masculinity and power over me. I even wanted to do it, to truly become nothing more than a cocksucker. But both times it didn't feel like I was debasing myself or that I was less of a man, when I took Greg's dick into my mouth, when I swallowed Eli's shaft. I wanted those dicks more than anything else and to know I was giving them pleasure. That I was able to share in their pleasure was just a bonus. "And damn, that feels good," he moaned, leaning back slightly. I looked up at him with his cock in my mouth. He was smiling and his eyes were heavy, almost closed. "I'm going to cum if you keep that up. You want my load?" I nodded. I hadn't even thought about pulling off and not taking Greg's jizz. It seemed disrespectful to Greg to not let him cum in my mouth. I would be telling him that he was dirty and unclean. His load would be my reward. It would be his way of showing me how much he had enjoyed my oral service. It was my prize for being a good cocksucker. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Take my load, you cocksucker." He pulled his cock out and ran it over my thin beard. The beard quickly got wet from my spit and his pre-cum. "You fucking hot man, teasing me, getting me so damn hard, so damn close." I let him rub his cock over my face until he had gotten his fill. He slid it back into my open, waiting mouth. He pushed it all the way in, until it was hitting the back of my mouth. I needed to take more of it. I needed to take him all the way to the base. I needed to feel his balls rest against my chin. "Just start to swallow, but hold it," Greg said. He had picked up on just how much of a novice I was. He was giving me instructions on how to give a better blowjob. As he spoke to me, giving me confident, quiet instructions, he grabbed the brown bottle again, and held it under my nose. "This will help you. A lot," he said. I inhaled deeply from the poppers and remembered the warm, exciting rush I had gotten from them earlier. He pulled me off his cock for a moment while he did a hit from the bottle as well. When my heart started to pound, I took his cock again and swallowed. My throat opened up, and it was instantly obvious how to take his shaft. I went all the way down on his cock and it even entered my throat. It felt even bigger than it looked, filling me up, and nearly choking me. "Oh fuck," he moaned. "That feels awesome, man." Even though his shaft was more than I imagined I could manage, I kept his cock in my throat. I had to fight back the urge to gag; it was my body's involuntary reaction to the invasion. But, although my body had one reaction, I was far from wanting him out of my throat. In fact, I wanted him in me as deep as possible. Not only did I want him deep, I wanted him to stay there and to do this as often as possible. He felt the way I was gagging and pulled his shaft out. "It's alright," he said. "It takes some practice, especially with my cock." He ran his hand over my head, ending up holding my cheek. I looked up, and he was smiling at me. "You look so beautiful, Clint, down on my cock. It took the other boys weeks to learn how to do it. And they had sucked dick before." He leaned in and gave me a kiss. "I want to give you my load." I nodded. I loved giving him head. I loved hearing him tell me how good I was at it. Even if he was just saying it to re-assure me after gagging on his cock, it made me feel like less of a naive boy, and more of his sexual equal. "You want my load?" Once more, I nodded. Unlike Greg, in my whole life, I had been with only one other man. I had only had one chance to taste one other man's sperm. Even that had been just the previous morning: Eli in the steam room. I needed to know what Greg's tasted like. "Good," he said. "I'm getting fucking close." He took the bottle of poppers, and did a hit. "I don't want to ever have to pull out when I am inside you." He then held the bottle under my nose, letting me inhale the drugs. It wasn't long before the poppers hit both of us. I had to have all of Greg's cock in my mouth and let him enter my throat. I wanted not just to taste his sperm but I wanted to swallow it as well. I wanted to make him part of myself. Greg was getting close, as his breathing was now labored and his cock was harder and thicker with each stroke in and out of my mouth. In addition, he was dripping pre-cum in a steady stream. I was swallowing every drop of it. "Oh fuck," he said, "I'm cumming." His cock stiffened and spurted, emitting a thick jet of his cum right against the back of my throat. Without even thinking I swallowed and kept on sucking his cock. The next spurt landed on my tongue, I could taste the sweet saltiness of his semen. It was hard for me to compare him to Eli; although the two flavors were definitely both male, they were as different as the big, muscular black man and the lithe, young college boy was. I wanted more of both. "Oh fuck, cocksucker," he moaned. "Swallow my cum." His hand was at the back of my head and he held me in place. Even if I had any desire, with his hand on my head, there was no way I could have pulled off of him to avoid taking his load. "Damn hot," he said. I could tilt my head up just enough to see him staring at me and watching how his hard cock disappeared into my mouth. I wondered what this scene would look like to an observer: I was on my knees with my lips stretched around this handsome young man's hard cock. He was bucking wildly and obviously shooting his load into my mouth. This scene was just what I wanted and what I secretly dreamt of for years. Even though I had just shot my own load, my cock was getting hard once again, from the pure primal pleasure of sucking another man's cock and swallowing his hot load. Greg's thrusts slowly subsided, and my mouth was no longer filling up with sperm. But neither of us made any move; I was still milking out the last drops of sperm and Greg was enjoying my attention. "Damn, that felt amazing," Greg said. He sat up on the edge of the bed, carefully not letting his cock fall out of my mouth. Only then did he pull me up to kiss me. His tongue explored my mouth and sought out the last remnants of his load. He found those few tiny drops that I hadn't yet swallowed. "You've done that before?" he asked. "Only a few times," I said, sheepishly. "I'm pretty new at all of this. Once, actually." "Fuck, how did you know to do that?" "I guess I just did what I wanted you to do to me." "God. Don't know if it was you or what, but that was the best blow job I've ever gotten." We continued to kiss, as both of our cocks softened and our morning horniness finally dissipated. "Shower?" he asked me. "Sure," I said. He stood up from the bed and I followed him into the bathroom. I adjusted the water while Greg tried to find two towels for us. He had planned to unpack yesterday afternoon, but instead, we had ended up fucking the entire afternoon. Now those choices were coming back to annoy us. "Just use mine," I said, pointing him to where I had stacked the two lone towels I had brought. "Ok," he said. He got into the shower while I held the curtain open for him. I followed him in. He pulled me close and kept both of us under the warm water. As we embraced, he rubbed his cheek against my beard. "I keep on expecting it to be rougher than it is. It's so soft," he said, before kissing me again. I wrapped my arms around him and his body pressed up against mine. Even though I had spent the previous afternoon and all night with Greg, his body was still the source of constant discoveries. This time, it was the thick hair on his legs; it had been matted down by the water even as though his smooth chest seemed almost dry. "You feel good," I said, fully aware of how trite it sounded. "You too." We kissed before he continued. "It seems strange that we've only known each other for less than a day. It feels like a lot longer." I had been having the same feelings; Greg was quickly turning into more than just a roommate. Possibly even more than just a friend or fuckbuddy. "A lot longer," he said. "I know," I said. I didn't want to jinx what we had started by saying anything else yet. Instead, I grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it all over Greg's body. I soaped up his torso and then turned him around to do his back. He started to press his ass up against my groin, but he was suddenly started coughing. It took him a minute or two to recover from the coughing fit. "I think I got a cold from the drive out here. Or something," he said. "I wondered about that," I said. He had woken up a few times the past night due to sneezing and coughing. But, each time, it had quickly subsided. "Yeah, sucks. And now, I've got a bit of a sore throat as well." "Well, I can always give you something to help soothe it," I said, rubbing my cock up against his soap-covered slippery body. "Hard to tell if that would make it better or worse," he said. "My turn," he said. He took the soap from me and turned me around. He lathered up my back, before moving down and spreading my ass open. He carefully cleaned out my crack allowing a stray finger to run slow circles around my hole and gently press and probe my hole. I moaned in pleasure; I wanted him back inside me. "Oh fuck, that feels good," I said. "But I need some food. There's plenty of time later for all that." "Promise?" Greg asked me. He pushed me under the water to rinse off. "Promise," I said. "I'll never get tired of you fucking me." It had been hard enough to tell him to stop playing with my hole. To tell him that he'd never get another opportunity to slide his beautiful dick into me was far more than I could do that morning. I pulled him under the water, and as we kissed we also rinsed off the last of the soap. "Now. Food. I've got soccer practice this afternoon. Afterward that?" "Don't shower," he said. "I want you hot and sweaty when I fuck you." "I can do that," I said, turning off the water. Greg handed me a towel. We dried off, got dressed, and headed out for breakfast.

GtP-4 Throughout Saturday and Sunday different men came over Rick's house and, as Steve watched, used Jeremy as their own private cum dump. Rick kept the little punk drugged up till early on Sunday, knowing that come Sunday night the kid would bed ready to crash. And right on schedule, that night, which was Sunday, Jeremy crashed hard. He had been in the sling for about two days and both Rick and Steve knew the kid would be weak. Rick and Steve removed Jeremy from the sling as soon as he was out cold. Before they dressed the kid, Rick placed a butt plug in his cum filled ass to keep any of the poz seed from leaking out. The punk was dressed and Steve carried him out to his car (which he parked in Rick's drive Friday night before meeting Jeremy) and drove him home. When Steve got to Jeremy's small studio apartment, he carried the kid inside and placed him in his bed. As the kid lay there dead to the world, Steve got into his computer. As he figured it wasn't password protected and the dumb kid had his A4A password saved. Steve made sure to unblock himself and then created a conversion between he and Jeremy that read: Jeremy: I need to talk to you.....it's very important......something happened this weekend and I need someone to talk to about it. Steve took out his phone and logged into his A4A account and replied: What's on your mind? Jeremy: I think i did something really stupid. I met this guy and he drugged me then he and a bunch of guys fucked me and they didn't use condoms. Does this mean I'm gonna die? Steve: No, you'll probably end-up with HIV, but you're not going to die. Do you know what drugs they used? Jeremy: Not really, but he kept injecting me with what he called a slam. Steve: Sounds like he used crystal meth. How many times did he give you a slam? Jeremy: Maybe 4 or 5. I think I'm addicted to the stuff. Steve: You may be. Did you enjoy the feeling that you got from the drugs? Jeremy: Yeah, I did. Have you ever tried the stuff? Steve: Yeah, I have. Jeremy: You ever inject it? Steve: Yes. I use the stuff a couple times a month. It increases the pleasure off the sex I'm having and helps me last longer. Three of my regular fuck buddies fuckin' love the stuff. Jeremy: That does sound like a nice bonus to the high. What do you think I should do????? Steve: Nothing you can really do now. The deed is done. Now you're free to fuck and don't have to worry about catching HIV. Jeremy: I never thought about it that way. Do you like to meet up sometime? Steve: I guess we could, but it sounds like you've already had a big weekend. Go get some rest and we'll talk later. Steve looked up Jeremy's cell number from the phone in his pocket and wrote the reply: sound good, call or text me sometime, xxx xxx xxxx Steve: Cool. You can call or text me xxx xxx xxxx Steve left the computer on with A4A logged in and figured the that Jeremy would think he stumbled home and wrote the messages before he crashed. Steve made sure the kid was doing OK before he left for home. Later that Monday Steve got a text from Jeremy, "Thanks for taking the time to be nice and chatting last night. I know I was a jerk to you." Steve had a large grin on his face as he read the text. He sent his reply, "No problem. After what you told me had happened I figured you needed a friend. Let me know when you're ready and we can meet up." Steve's phone vibrated with the kid's answer, "I think I'll. be ready and needing that this weekend." Steve knew that the boy was all his. Come Saturday Steve met up with Jeremy at a coffee shop near his apartment. The two young men discussed their lives, sex experiences and eventually the conversation turned to drugs. Steve leaned that Jeremy ended up missing three days of work due to what had happened over the weekend and lost his job. The kid told him that if he didn't find work soon he might lose his apartment and have to move back home. Steve couldn't have planned this any better, he wanted the kid thinking he was addicted to meth, but to have the kid needing a place to stay just sweetened the deal. "Don't worry about that right now, I'm sure you're needing some fun." Steve told Jeremy, with a wink. Jeremy got the message clearly and the two left for Steve's place. They walked up the stairs to Steve's floor and down the hall to his door. They walked in and Jeremy commented, "Bro, you've got a nice place here. Where do you work?" "I'm self employed, I work as a travel agent from home. I set my own hours and do very well for myself." "How did you get started with using Tina?" Steve laughed before he answered, "I went home with the wrong guy and he forced it on me. I'm kind of glad he did, like you I was a timid boy and once he showed me Miss Tina, I felt free and when I tested poz I really felt free to fuck without worry. It is so much better to fuck raw." Stave had Jeremy hanging on every word that he spoke. It didn't talked long to get Jeremy all worked up over their discussion of sex. Steve knew Jeremy was ready and leaned in to kiss the kid. Jeremy was putty in his hand as the two made out and Steve worked his hands over Jeremy's body. As Steve slowly undressed Jeremy, he made sure to tease all the right places. When both were down to their underwear, Tommy Hilfiger boxers for Steve, Andrew Christian briefs for Jeremy, Steve asked, "You ready to party?" Jeremy never hesitated, "Why not." Steve went into his bedroom where he kept his stash and came back with a small 'kit' where he kept his supplies. He pulled out two points and a baggie of Tina. Jeremy watched as Steve prepared both rigs. Steve measured out the Tina he asked, "How much do you want to do?" Jeremy sat puzzled, "I have no idea. Just enough to make me feel good. How much do you usually do?" "I typically do between a 0.25 and a 0.35 depending on the quality, not too much to impede function." "What do you mean by 'impede function'?" Steve explained, "Some guys who over-do Tina they may have trouble getting hard or even cumming." "That might explain why I was soft when I got fucked last weekend." "Sounds like he really had you drugged up. I'll go easier on you, OK?" Jeremy smiled as he agreed, "OK." Steve knew he had some good shit to use. He figured that if he was going to do a 0.3 he'd give Jeremy the same. He fixed both rigs identically and mixed in the water. Jeremy watched, as he did the previous weekend with Rick, as the meth dissolved. Once it was all ready Steve asked, "Are you ready?" Jeremy nodded 'yes' as Steve began to work a piece of rubber on his left bicep. Jeremy felt the coolness of the alcohol as Steve described what he was doing, "You'll feel a little pinch as I stick the point in your vein." Steve then hit the vein and continued, "Now I pull back a little bit to be sure I'm in the vein." Jeremy wanted as there was a flash of blood in the barrel of the rig. "Then we empty it all into your arm." Steve pushed the plunger down and administered Jeremy's slam. He pulled the needle from his arm and lifted Jeremy's arm over his head. "You ready?" Jeremy nodded and Steve pulled the tubing off his arm and watched as Jeremy enjoyed the rush of his slam. Jeremy coughed out as Steve leaned in and kissed Jeremy. Jeremy could only muster up a "Oh fuck, wow that's amazing!" "I see you're enjoying the rush. Now it's time for me to do mine." As Jeremy watched Steve repeated the process and administered his own slam. Once he pulled off the tubing, he lifted his arm overhead and let out his own cough. He leaned in and the two began to kiss as that both rode the rush. They were both feeling the heat jump in the room as their hearts began to beat faster. It was evident that Jeremy was enjoying this slam better then the strong ones Rick forced upon him. Soon both were naked and Steve was sucking on Jeremy's cock. Jeremy sat back as Steve went to work as he felt his cock begin to swell up. Steve looked up at him, "You need to take you're mind off of this" as he lifted Jeremy's semi hard cock up. The two got into a 69 position allowing Jeremy to focus on Steve's cock as his continued to get hard. Jeremy was impressed with how quickly his cock responded. As the two worked both their cocks were rock hard when Steve began to focus on Jeremy's hole. Moans where escaping from both men as Steve worked his tongue into Jeremy's hungry hole. Jeremy let Steve's cock slip from his mouth and begged, "Pleases fuck me - I need to feel your cock inside me - now." Jeremy rolled onto his back as Steve climbed between his legs. He grabbed some lube and slicked up his cock. The two looked at each other as he positioned his cock at the entrance to Jeremy's hungry hole. The look between the two seemed magical as Steve slid inside Jeremy. Steve leaned in and kissed the man he was working his way inside. Steve's dream of having Jeremy as his was coming to fruition. The two spent the night fucking and swapping loads. When Jeremy came down with the 'fuck flu', Steve helped him through his illness. Eventually the two moved in with each other. Jeremy found another job and was able to contribute to the funds for their chems.