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“Alright so,” Nick said setting two more beers on the table, “If the first couple guys were college age, how did you get into daddies?” “Well, its not as hot as Mac leaving you his number and then fucking the shit out of you, but… I was home for Christmas and after four days with no one to talk to but my family I was horny as fuck and started trolling Grindr…” “I’m sensing a theme.” “Fuck you.” Nick raised an eyebrow smirking, Luke pretended like he hadn’t seen and went on, “I planned originally to just send some naughty texts and get off, but then this guy who was super close by messaged me. He was so fucking hot. Dad bod, total bear, with this big beard. We started talking, and I realized he was in the neighborhood like three streets away. So we get to the exchanging pics part. I send him some cute shirtless pics, and a photo of my ass, and he sends back this big thick cock that I shit you not was like a fucking tall boy. You ever see a cock, and think I need to get fucked by that right now?” “Absolutely.” “This was the first time I’d experienced that… and I just said yep, I’m going over there. I told my parents some lie like I was going to a friend’s house for a while and basically ran to this guys house. We were all over each other as soon as I got in the door. We were on his couch making out, and dry humping. He pulled off his shirt and I ran my hands through his chest hair. Guys at college had had hair, but not like this. I couldn’t get over how good it felt. Then he pulled off my shirt and I got to feel our chests pressed together. I swear I almost came right there. “He dragged me into the bedroom, and we both got naked. His cock looked even bigger in person, and we were both dripping precum like crazy at that point. He got me on the bed and face fucked me for a while, and then started playing with my ass. I was begging him to breed me. I wanted to go to bed that night knowing his big fucking load was deep inside me. He got me on my back, my legs on either side of his belly, and fucked me. Like really truly fucked me. I ended up shooting all over myself just from him using me right before he came. After that… well if a guy is over the age of 50 and has a fat cock I am interested. Not that I won’t hook up with younger guys but… the daddys are where its at for me.” “I’m not the only one who can tell a story, shit Luke… not as hot as Mac picking me up? That was fucking hot.” “Can I ask you a question?” “Sure. “Ok… well I’ve been wondering. You know you describe Brett and Mac, I’m assuming you’ll describe more guys in the journal. I ever found one of the polaroid’s that I think was Brett.” “Yeah.” “You never describe yourself. What were you like then?” “I guess it being my journal I never thought to describe myself, I didn’t envision anyone ever reading it.” “True.” “But… um… lets see. I think around that time I had this floppy hair, like Mark Hamill in the first Star Wars, and these long sideburns which were considered hot at the time. I remember being so proud that I’d finally frown chest hair that I would wear anything that would possibly show it off. And that was even more true after I came out. Anything that showed off my chest hair, or made my butt look rounder or my cock more obvious. Jeans were really tight then so that helped.” He laughed. “And a big ol’ bush I’m guessing.” “You guess right… everyone had a lot of pubes then. It was a hairy decade,” more laughter, “these days I’m a little more trimmed but I never got into the whole shaved thing. I like looking down and seeing my pubes pressed on a guys ass when I’m fucking him.” “That does sound like something to see.” “Is that something you want to see?” They both paused, having walked up to the line again. Nick took the plunge and pulled out his phone. “Here, Brett took this of me fucking that college boy.” He handed the phone to Luke. Luke was nervous but he wanted to look, after everything he’d read and imagined he needed to know. A video was playing on Nick’s phone. Shot from above, a round perky bubble butt with a light dusting of hair took up most of the frame, but sliding between the cheeks was a wide rock hard cock. It burst forward from a thick nest of pubes, trimmed down but still wild and uncontrolled. The sounds was off but Luke could imagine the sounds of ecstasy the bottom must be making as that beautiful shaft plunged in and out of his hole. Luke watched the whole video, his cock now hard as it had ever been. The video ended and Luke handed back the phone. “Fuck, that is so hot… you’ve got a beautiful cock… if that’s not weird to say.” “Again… I walked in on you masturbating to my sexual awakening story… I think we’re past weird into uncharted territory.” “True, and I guess you’ve already seen my cock so I don’t have anything to share in return. Unless…” “Unless?” “You want to see a video of me getting fucked?” “I think that would be good reciprocation.” “Alright hold on.” Luke pulled up the hidden album on his phone and found a good one. He turned the phone to Nick. The camera was being held by the top as he fucked Luke so it bounced around a lot, but Nick got a good view of two round fur covered cheeks, a pink hole stretched around a nice large cock, and a hungry bottom thrusting back. Neither of them had noticed it happen, but Nick’s hand was resting on Luke’s thigh. When the video ended the both sat frozen for a moment, and electric spark cracking between then. Nick’s hand slid along Luke’s leg to it reached his groin and then squeezed his bulge. Luke moaned. In synchronous movement they both leaned forward and softly their lips touched. It was tentative at first, breathless, and then grew as they gained confidence. Their lust overwhelmed sense and propriety. They both knew, right then, that their night was going to end with Luke’s warm wet hole stretched and filled with his uncle’s hot load. There was nothing either of them could do now to change that, nor did they want to in the least. They broke apart and looked around the room. No one here knew them. No one knew the line they had just crossed. They both looked at each other in silence, an almost visible bold of electricity crackled between them. Luke made the move this time. He got off of his stool and stood between Nick’s legs. He thrust his crotch into his uncle’s groin, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him. This time there was no trepidation. Nick’s mouth opened and his tongue slipped into Luke’s mouth. Luke pulled himself closer, one hand on the back of Nick’s head keeping them locked together. Nick’s hands first held Luke by the small of his back, then slid down, one coming to rest on his ass. Luke slipped a hand between them and ran it along Nick’s chest till he found a nipple. He twisted and squeezed causing Nick to let out little gasps and breaths as the kissed. They were both completely hard and ground their erections together through the thin fabric of their shorts. Nick pulled back, dragging his teeth along Luke’s lip, biting a little before letting go. The boy moaned and closed his eyes. Nick squeezed his ass, feeling the meat of the boy’s plump cheeks. Luke opened his eyes and looked at Nick squarely. His eyes now had a fire behind them. Before they had been bright and shining, warm even, now there was the brilliant flicker of flame that could only be stirred by lust. Luke darted forward and planted another wet kiss on Nicks mouth before retreating once more, leaning close to Nick’s ear. “We should get out of here,” he whispered. “Yes… unless you want me to fuck you right here in this bar.” “If this was that kind of bar you could have me on the table.” “Fuck, let’s go.” They broke apart. Both attempted to hide their erections in their shorts, neither of them doing a very good job. On the way out of the bar the lesbian at the door gave them a knowing look, she’d seen it thousands of times before. Two men come in, trying to seem casual, have two drinks and then find they need to be somewhere more private in a hurry. If only she knew the whole story… this one might actually have been new to even her. They walked around the back of the hotel parking lot, realizing that their obvious hard-ons were not entirely appropriate for the hotel lobby. Nick used his key card to let them in the back door by the parking lot. He couldn’t keep his hands off Luke’s body, at every opportunity he grabbed an arm or a handful of the boy’s ass. Luke held his own, turning and grabbing Nick’s face as soon as they were round back of the hotel and massaging his uncle’s cock through his shorts while he unlocked the door. They careened into the elevator, Nick practically slamming Luke against the wall and kissing him as soon as the doors closed. Both of them jumped a few seconds later at the ding of the door, expecting someone else to get on, not realizing at first that this was their floor. It was then a mad dash down the hallway, hand in hand, to Nick’s room. They tumbled in, and slammed the door shut. Now, alone again, they stood for a moment facing each other. They were both a little out of breath, looking hungrily at the other. Nick took a step forward, and closed the small distance between them. He brought one hand up to the back of Luke’s head, pulling him close, and slid the other round to the small of his back. He drew the cute college jock into him. He felt the young man’s muscles tense with excitement as their mouth met once again. The lust had died down for a moment, a wave of passion crashed over them. This kiss was more controlled, less frantic. Nick was calling the shots now. He held Luke’s head at the right angle, he kept their stomachs pressed together with a genital pressure, and slowly his tongue explored Luke’s mouth. Luke felt himself melt. He vanished into that kiss. In that moment it was all he needed. It was like oxygen to him, and if the kiss stopped he would cease to exist. He raised up onto his tip toes, bringing their faces level, and wrapped his arms around the back of Luke’s neck. They were one creature of passion and lust. Nick’s hands began to explore again, both of them grasping Luke’s ass. He squeezed and played with the firm flesh. He slid one hand down the back of Luke’s shorts, felt the thick elastic of the old jock, and then the warm furry mounds hidden below. Luke moaned into Nick’s mouth, and stuck his ass out behind him, giving Nick better access. Nick slid one finger down Luke’s crack, dragging it across his eager hole, and then took his hands from the boy’s pants – he was going to take his time. He grabbed the bottom of Luke’s shirt and pulled it off over his head. He smelled the heavy musk of a man who had worked in the heat all day emanating from Luke’s pits as he did so and it made his cock throb. Luke practically tore the shirt off of Nick, dragging it over his head and throwing it into a corner. He buried his fingers in the dense fur that covered his uncle’s chest, playing lightly over his nipples again. Nick leaned his head back and moaned, and the sensitive flesh of his nipples hardened. Nick kissed his way along Luke’s jaw bone, licking the dried salty sweat from his skin. He lapped at Luke’s ear, eliciting another whimper of pleasure. “What do you want,” he whispered. “You know what I want.” “No, say it. I need you to say it.” He held the back of Luke’s neck firmly, keeping him in place, his tongue still playing around the edges of the boy’s earlobe. “I want you to fuck me,” Luke whispered back. “What else?” “Breed me, I want you to breed me. Nick, I want your load inside me. I want you to fuck me till you cum deep inside me hole. I want to be full of your cum. Please, fuck me!” “Good boy. Uncle Nick is going to take care of you. I’m going to fill you with so much cum my load is still going to be leaking out of you tomorrow night.” Luke shivered against Nick’s body, pressing himself into the older man. He felt Nick’s chest hair rub against his own, he felt the heat of Nick’s body radiating out, he felt the firmness of Nick’s cock pressing into him. He kissed Nick again, hungry again. He probed into Nick’s mouth with his tongue. As he did, his hands drifted down Nick’s broad back till they rested on the band of his running shorts. Luke felt the two big firm round mounds of flesh Nick had squeezed into the back of his little shorts. No wonder Brett was unable to resist this ass, it felt perfect. Luke slipped his fingers under the waistband and felt nothing, Nick had nothing on under his shorts. Luke couldn’t help himself he pushed Nick’s shorts to the ground. He felt the slick head of Nick’s cock smack into his stomach leaving a smear of precum in its wake. Luke didn’t need to be told what to do next. He dropped to his knees and found himself presented with a long, thick, beautiful cock sprouting from a well kept bush. He fondled the low hanging balls that swung beneath this beauty. They felt hot and firm in his hand, as if they were ready to burst. He kissed the head gently, Nick’s precum was sweat, with a sight tang of salt after. Luke lapped around the engorged head of Nick’s cock, flicking his tongue over the slit and round the edges of the bulbus mushroom tip. He traced the protruding veins down the shaft as they made their winding way to be base with first his fingers and then his tongue. Nick let out a little gasp of pleasure and Luke bent his head down and swallowed both of Nick’s balls. He pulled the both into his mouth, sucking hard. Nick groaned and grasped onto the back of Luke’s head. He held the him by his hair, keeping his pressed into his crotch. Luke breathed through his nose, inhaling the scent of Nick’s crotch. “Take your shorts off,” Nick said between moans. Luke let first one ball then the other from his mouth and shifted back onto his heels. He shimmied out of his shorts and kicked them away. He came back and in one move swallowed Nick’s cock to the base. “Oh FUCK!” Nick roared, thrusting his cock deeper into Luke’s mouth. Luke grabbed Nick by the ass and pulled him as deep into his throat as possible. He couldn’t breathe, but he swallowed and sucked till his body forced him to cough up Nick’s cock and take a gasping breath. Thick ribbons of spit connected Nick’s cock head to Luke’s open mouth. After mostly catching his breath Luke dove back in, chocking himself again. When he came back up again Nick dragged him to his feet and kissed Luke as he panted and tried to catch his breath. Nick held the boy under his armpits, and spun him around. He backed Luke up onto the bed and pushed him back. Luke fell onto the mattress flat on his back with his ass still mostly off the bed. Nick no longer carried himself as the fun, charming man he had been an hour ago, he pushed Luke’s legs apart with an animalistic ferocity that made Luke weak. He pulled the straining precum soaked jock from Luke’s body and tossed it onto the bed. Now free Luke’s cock stood straight up from his body. Nick admired the boy’s member, it was not unlike his own. Long, and broad with a flat upper side. The big mushroom tip was purple with blood, and several veins snaked down the shaft throbbing. For the first time in his life Nick wondered if his brother’s cocks were similar, was there a family resemblance. He took Luke’s cock by the base and gave it several slow strokes. Even more precum pumped out. Nick lapped it up. He licked from the base of Luke’s cock to the tip, and not to be outdone he swallowed the whole thing in one move. He stuffed his nose as far into Luke’s sweaty crotch as he could. He breathed deep through his now, inhaling the scent of sweat, and cum, and lust. Luke had turned into a babbling fool. He had both hands behind his head and was moaning incoherently as Nick sucked his cock. Nick bobbed his head up and down, running his lips across the whole shaft. He slapped Luke’s cock on his tongue a couple of times and licked back down the shaft. He ran his tongue around Luke’s balls, bringing out more moans. Then he got Luke’s ankles on his shoulders and pushed up. Luke was folded in half, his knees in his chest, and his ass exposed. It was a beautiful ass. Brown hair grew out across the muscular cheeks, and swirled around a pink winking hole. Nick pushed his tongue inside it. More groaning, and thrashing. Nick flicked his tongue back and forth, feeling Luke’s hole quickly open. He hadn’t been lying about not being an amateur. Luke’s hole quickly became soft and pliable under assault from Nick’s tongue. He grunted and begged as his uncle tongue fucked his hole open. “Fuck that feels so good Nick! This is so fucking hot. Please, I need it, fuck me.” Nick looked at Luke between his legs. “You want my cock?” “God! Yes! Fuck! I want it so bad. Please, please! Fuck me.” Nick pushed himself up, and pressed Luke’s legs even further back. He spat once directly into Luke’s now winking hole and once into his hand. He smeared the spit all over his cock and then moved forward. He held Luke’s ankles firmly and lined his cock up. Luke whimpered just feeling the big organ against his hole. “You ready?” “Yes, fuck me.” “Good boy.” Nick pushed forward, and after a momentary resistance sunk the first few inches of his cock inside of Luke. I was happening, all the taboos had been broken. Nick was fucking his brother’s son, but they were bonded by that journal, by queerness in an unaccepting world, by the casual sexuality of gay men, and by as of yet unknown shared fetishes. Luke held still as Nick worked more of his cock in. He went slowly, retreating just a little ever few strokes to give Luke a moment. What Nick didn’t know is Luke was even more experienced than he guessed, the boy was in pig heaven, now all he needed was to feel Nick’s balls on his taint. Nick fucked slow at first, relishing in Luke’s tight yet accommodating hole. They both were shining with sweat already, and the room felt hot. It was like the air around them crackled with the sexual energy sparking between them. Luke grabbed Nick by the shoulders and pulled him down into a hungry kiss. Their tongues wrestled, darting from mouth to mouth. Nick felt finger nails run down his back, leaving long red lines in their wake. He wrapped his arms around Luke’s lithe body and hoisted him into the air. Luke locked his arms around Nick’s neck as he was swung up, still impaled on his uncle’s cock. They spun around and landed on the bed again with Nick in a sitting position and Luke straddling his lap. As soon as they hit the bed Luke began to grind, bouncing up and down on the fat dick stuffed inside him. They kissed yet more frantically, and Luke’s cock started to leave a large slick patch of precum on Nick’s stomach. They didn’t last long here. Nick soon had Luke on all fours on the bed, his hands on Luke’s hips. He slammed into Luke’s hole over and over again. Their bodies made a sweaty slapping sound as Luke got pummeled. “Oh fuck yeah, use my hole.” “You like my big cock boy?” “Yes! God! It feels so good.” “Your hole is perfect, its so tight but you can take cock with no problem.” “It just feels so good.” Nick thrust so hard he knocked Luke flat on his stomach. Momentarily empty, Luke looked back over his shoulder just in time to watch Nick toss him onto his back again in one easy move. This time they were centered down the middle of the bed. Luke’s ankles were on Nick’s shoulders. Nick was towering above Luke, a drop of sweat clinging to the end of his nose about to drop. The bead of salty liquid fell straight into Luke’s mouth, and he swallowed it immediately. Nick lined his cock up again, and much less gently this time, slid his back inside Luke. Gravity was helping now, and he was slapping into Luke’s hole hard. Luke was letting out low guttural grunts every time Nick’s cock bottomed out inside him. It sounded like someone was getting the spanking of their life. Luke knew what was coming. He had seen the same look in the eyes of plenty of guys at college. Nick was getting close. Nick screwed up his face trying to stave off the inevitable. He couldn’t. His balls tightened up, and his cock gave one big powerful throb and he let gravity pull him deep inside Luke. “Oh yes! Fill me up.” “Take my fucking load boy!” “Fuck.” Cum started to shoot from Luke’s cock. He spattered yet another load onto his chest, which already sported dried cum from earlier that day. Nick unloaded one of the biggest loads of his life. His cock pulsed over and over as rope after rope of cum was launched into Luke’s warm guts. They were both shuttering and shaking. Very slowly they came down from their orgasms. Nick’s cock deflated and plopped from Luke’s battered hole. Luke’s legs were slowly let down, and Nick flopped onto the bed next to him. They both lay there in bliss. Neither said anything, they didn’t need to. They felt content. Nick had been certain he would be filled with an overwhelming regret as soon as he came, but he wasn’t He felt good, the sex had felt good, and there was a bond now with Luke that couldn’t be explained. Luke’s heart felt like it would burst. The journal that had come to take over his imagination so quickly, he was a part of it now. He was not just a bystander in the story, a passive reader, he was a participant in Nick’s sexual story. He had The Author’s load inside of him at that very moment. They lay there, Nick’s fingers drawing a lazy pattern around Luke’s chest, in a happy silence for a long time. Eventually Nick said, “I guess you’ll probably need to go home. Your parents will wonder if you don’t come home.” “Wow, kicking me out? Your Uber’s downstairs,” Luke said teasingly. “Not in the least,” Nick planted a soft kiss on Luke’s lips, “But we should be kinda careful.” “I’ll just tell them I got drunk with a friend and am crashing with them. They wont mind.” “Do it and then come back to bed.” June 10th, 2011 At the advice of my uncle I’m starting a journal of my own; a next generation to go along with his. Nick’s journal is the story of his sexual awakening, how he understood his homosexuality, and became comfortable in that world. It starts with him and his best friend crossing a line and becoming more. So that is where I will start mine, with Nick and I crossing a line. As I write this I can practically feel the three massive loads Nick pumped into me last night. I let my uncle fuck me, more than that I wanted him to. I wanted to feel him unloading inside me, and as soon as I took that first forbidden load I knew it wouldn’t be enough. Not by a long shot. As I left this morning, he kissed me by the door, and said: see you tonight. In a few hours I’ll be back in that hotel room, naked with the man who took over my fantasy life living out my own sexual freedom. So, how did this happen? How did I come to be full of my uncle’s load? It started when I found an old journal while cleaning out my grandfather’s attic. *This is not the end of Luke’s story, nor of Nick and Brett, nor the journal that started it all; but it is the end of this part. Thank you all for reading, and your encouragement to try something new and a little more intellectual than my usual lustful romps. I'm excited to bring you the next installment... and all of the things I've found researching gay life in 1970s NYC. -d *

I am partial to a massage so a few nights ago went on the web to look for a masseuse to go to and sort out muscle pain. I found one fella and booked in. I got there all very professional he asked me about my ailments and why a male masseuse. I mumbled something like they do a better job and he then asked me to strip. The masseuse was about late 20s, Turkish extraction, well built - the sort of guy I don’t bother with. Anyhow mid massage (he was good at his job) I got the impression he was quite turned on as he massaged my arse and I began to lift it up to present my wet hole. A few fingers slipped in which made me moan and present my hole. To my surprise he lent over and said ‘let me give you something your wife can’t’ and he then pushed his cock up my arse raw. I think I was more surprised he thought I had a wife (I am gay, I thought that was obvious, clearly not) and I milked his cock with my arse. He then told me my arse was very tight and not to worry as his cock was clean as I was. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I was poz. Anyhow he carried on to my enjoyment but didn’t cum. I was massively turned on and my cock was rock solid. So I got off the bed and got him to bend over (by now he was naked) I rimmed his hole and licked his balls, they were now sloppy and wet and he was ready to take my daddy cock. He was really tight but after some persistence I entered him slowly and then worked myself into him balls deep. I then began to piston fuck his wet, oily hole over the bed. I couldn’t hold back and came deep in him. He asked if I had done that before, again I mumbled something like I don’t know what came over me, he laughed and said he wouldn’t tell, if I didn’t (I guess meaning my ‘wife’) I proceeded to dress. Anyhow he asked for payment and I paid my £65 for the massage and the bonus fuck. He didn’t sort my lower back pain but I had a great time. I’m considering going back again but tell him I’m gay and my status, I’m not too sure he will be as happy😈

Say you want my poz cock.” “I want it. I want your poz cock inside me.” He held the poppers under my nose longer. “Do you want me to put on a rubber? That could be fun.” I thought: But, the Crisco would break the condom. Ohhhh! Leon wants to “stealth” me. Flying on poppers, I managed to say, “Fuck my hole, Leon! Make sure to put on a condom. I’m neg!” “That’s what I like to hear. Hot neg jock boys who want poz daddies to lube them up and put on condoms.” I could hear a condom being taken out of its package. A few seconds later, I could feel Leon’s latex sheathed cock rubbing my hole. He took my hand and forced me to fell the rubber on his cock. “See! All safe.” He slammed it against my hole a few times then entered it, roughly. He pushed all the way into me to bottom out in my guts. “Ahhhhh!” I yelled. Leon once again pushed my head down onto the hood of the car as he mounted my hole. “FUUUUCK that’s big!” “Just wait a bit, Adam, you’ll loosen up for me.” Leon then started long-dicking me with his massive meat. “Stay still and let daddy fuck up that cute boy hole. Hit the poppers again if you need to. I’m taking this hole.” “Fuck!” I grabbed the brown bottle again and hit off it until my whole body tingled with warmth. I could feel Leon ram fucking my ass with his giant cock, but it didn’t hurt so much now. He fucked me like that for 10 minutes, deep drilling me, pushing my legs farther apart to the point that I heard my uniform pants zipper stretch and rip between my knees. Fuck this is hot! Leon pulled out a few times to punch my hole with his cockhead as he reentered me, grunting. He kept his hand on the back of my neck as he fucked me. “Stay still, boy, while I fuck you. I want to bruise up that pink hole of yours so that you’ll feel me all week.” He continued using his cockhead to bust my hole open roughly. I could sense Leon getting close as his grip on the nape of my neck tightened. I used my ass muscles to try to get more of his cock inside me. I heard a snap. “Adam. You’re neg, right?” “Yes, sir” I LIKE THAT PART VERY MUCH .... TURN ME SO ON !!! 🤪

So recently visited the USA Florida it was a gorgeous place from the beaches to the bars. One night I ventured out and found a bar down a side street. I walked in sat down ordered a drink, it was busy fun and the locals loved my accent. I got chatting to a guy sat next to me and his older partner the young guy was good looking tall and slim but his partner buddy was a real bear of a man hair and seemed uninterested in my presence. we laughed and joked then the younger said he had to head out to meet some friends at a party and buddy didn’t want to go as he had work in the morning. I bid him goodbye and continued with my drink. Buddy started to talk he told me he had been to the uk and visited a bath house and loved it. We chatted for a while and my glass never seemed to empty he kept topping up my glass. We laughed and joked. I got up and headed for the bathroom, stumbling slightly it had been a good night. As I walked into the toilet I felt a strong arm around my waste and I was guided into a cubical. I was spun round my god he was strong I came face to face with buddy he kissed me pushing his younger deep into my mouth probing away he had me up against the wall of the cubical he stopped opened his shirt my god he was so hairy with pearced large nipples suck them he said before I could say a word he pulled me into his large chest. I sucked them as he pushed his hand down my jeans rubbing my cock through them, suddenly he unzipped and pulled out a hose pipe of a cock thick and full of vanes. He pushed me down on my knees and pushed his giant cock into my mouth. My god he fucked my face hard and fast I gagged my mouth at full stretch. He pulled out told me kiss it baby kiss it, I tickled it with my tongue flicking it around his huge hairy balls suddenly I was yanked to my feet jeans ripped open bent over he spat on his hand and rammed it into my cheeks pushing 4 fingers in straight away. He pulled a condom out of his pocket opened it unravelled it and threw it on the floor in front of me, we don’t want one of these do we before I could answer, he pushed his giant cock deep in my hole, I was split in two I felt my self ripping apart, he began to pump and pump me harder and harder hands yanking onto his cock deeper and deeper, thrusting harder and harder until he pushed forward so deep and suddenly he blew deep inside me, he pulled out patted me on the back and opened the door as he walked out he said next suddenly a skinny guy walked in cock in hand he was in me before I knew it thrusting fast as he could after the hose pipe cock I was gaping he came in seconds he walked out and said next 2 guys walked in scorpion tats closed the door one pushed his cock in my mouth the other in my arse my god I was loving it, all my fantasy’s coming true, these guys ducked me like I was their fuck doll, again and again one dropped his load then they swapped the other dropped his load and walked out. 3 hours pass and I have been done by every guy in the bar. I can barely walk but I head back to my hotel cum dripping out my crack I get into bed and left it all in their. I felt amazing

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Question for the forum. Whats the longest stretch youve done when it comes to attending sex parties, going to bathhouses and the like? What I mean is, do you stay for the whole party/until the bathhouse closes then go to another one shortly thereafter? Reason I ask is that Im considering doing a two day trip to a city that has two bathhouses. Was thinking arrive, go to one, leave when my room time is up, sleep, then go to another, take a break and then head back to the first bathhouse. I kinda feel that I might be doing too much but at the same time my inner slut really wants to come out.

Ok - so last Friday I organised a hotel cumdump gangbang meet at the popular Cumdump Central hotel a few mins walk from Tottenham Court Road tube station (you know the one)! Room and this cumdump were all ready by 3pm, and I was online messaging some of the guys who were interested in dumping a load - as well as Grindr advertising this ass out for anyone to pump and dump in. 45 Minutes later, ass up on bed wearing a blindfold the door opened. First guy was there and within seconds had his cock pushing in my mouth. I could tell this guy knew what he wanted and was gonna take it. Within 30 seconds a nice fat cock had grown into a nice fat hard cock - thick and about 7" long. Tasted amazing, and he didn't want sucking off - he wanted to fuck face. And that's exactly what he did. A few minutes later he pushed me on my front - of course this arse stuck immediately in air showing him what he could have - and have it he did. Fucked hard and deep, and I could tell from the noises he was making he was enjoying it. And then...he stopped. Grabbing my hand he said "get in the bathroom" and led me in there. Pushing me to my knees in the shower, I knew what was coming. He pissed all over me - T Shirt, jock, socks all soaked - and then pushed his dick on my mouth and said "swallow" - before spurting even more hot piss, this time straight down my throat. Then he told me to bend over and fucked me some more in the shower before taking me back to the bed. Still dripping and stinking of piss he then fucked his load straight in my arse....and at this point I knew tonight was going to be one sleazy horny session. He left, and not long after a horny bear with a big thick dick turned up, and was joined shortly afterwards by another two horny bears - and a hung slim guy. These four then took it in turns tag teaming my arse and face for 6 hours!. And during those 6 hours, I dont think there was a minute my ass, face or both wasn't being stuffed and used. These guys had stamina. And of course, with Grindr ad up - and loads of other guys having my room details there were regular knocks at the door - or guys just walking in. Guys just looking for a slut to quickly fuck a load in - and that's exactly what they found. Every load taken adding to the spunk cocktail in my ass, getting more and more churned up and fucked deeper by cock after cock. Then after load number 7 - a tall, skinny black guy with a dick that was easily 10" long came through the door. He was long, thick and wanted to use every single inch of that cock. Made 100% sure that spunk was all pushed deep up my cunt before adding another huge load. Fucked some more by the bears and other guys, before I literally couldn't take any more - it was about 10.30 by this time and I remember just lying on the bed with a destroyed ass - a fucked, spunk filled wreck. Fell asleep as the last guy left, and woke up the next morning lying in a damp puddle of spunk....a LOT of spunk One of the best meets I've had - but leaves me craving more and more ;-)

I love being a hotel cumdump, love being ass up and blindfolded taking anon. Love when a guy cums back for 2nds or 3rds. Loves when a guy fucks the cum out of me. Love being a cumdump, I'm addicted to it.

An empty bathhouse is incredibly boring and rather depressing. I would focus on peak times when there’s likely to be action and get a cheap hotel room for impromptu hookups off the apps for the slower times.

Def not the only one thinking that!

Thanks man! And you’re right…about not rushing it. I want to do it right. These early chapters have a bigger purpose than being entertaining. But I also don’t want to have the story and the drive to write it recede to the back of my mind. That happened when I went to Texas, and it was so hard to bring it back. I will definitely write at least a little every day while on the cruise, so it stays fresh.

I got hard reading that. Knowing how long my seed stays inside a bottom is a massive turnon. I love when they tell me. I always imagine them fingering or toying their holes and thinking about my cock. Or thinking about, or even taking another cock — the important thing is that my sperm stays locked in his guts, every one of them trying to win that race. (Hard again.) So, for a top who's fucking into the second ring, it's about how it feels a little tighter. For a top who's just bred some ass, it's about how that bend is keeping his sperm where it belongs. Aw, and for a bi top... it might be like actually fucking a female balls deep. FSR I'm trying to shield you gold star men from thinking of the second ring "in that way", but that's what it is. And that's why I don't mind that pink spot I'm likely to get. That, and I know what I'm getting into when I fuck butt... it's part of the appeal, And, fuck, there's so much appeal,

Dude. This was incredible. Absofuckinglutely outstanding. This would make an absolutely incredible series. And don't rush anything. Before or after your cruise, we'll be here waiting, just the same.

For me it depends on a few things. If the action is good I will stay longer. If it’s at night and my wife is home I won’t be able to stay as long. Day time action is my favorite. Easiest time to sneak away from the wife.

My other half brought broached the topic of a 3way this week which isn’t at all like him. I thought it was just talk until he told me he had been talking to someone about it on an app. We kinda have an understanding that I have needs when he works away but he has said he doesn’t have those needs. Well it seems not he does and I’m good with that. Anyway a slim Asian guy in his 20’s came over this evening. My other half has said it’s always turned him on to have two bottoms who worship his cock and he can go between them. I thought why not. So this evening has been spent with a hot lad taking it in turns from my fiancé. Bit of sucking cock when it had been in his ass as well which was hot. I then did something I haven’t done in ages and have the lad my load. He was horny as hell.

Fuck, i got pregnant just reading this. For me, one of the really awesome things about a Top breeding me beyond that bend is He deposits His cum deep in a place where i seem to absorb it. i got bred yesterday by a FB i love, i held His seed for about 14 hours, but when it doesn't go beyond that bend, it eventually comes back out... which is sad to me, i never want to lose a drop of what comes out of a Mans cock and goes into me. For me, that's an advantage of piss, the quantity and consistency ensures it flows beyond the bend and deep into my gut where i absorb Him and i can always smell the difference in my pee after because His piss has impregnated me. Also, not all anatomy is the exact same measurements, some guys bend is closer than others. Here's a pic of what we are talking about:

I'm 7", but in real inches. I do hit this zone when I fuck some bottoms, especially if we're in a position where I can get really deep (like facing each other) and especially if he's a smaller man, like 5'8" or so. It feels good, though. "Second ring" is a decent term because it does feel a bit like the actual anus. It's nowhere near as tight, but it's just a little bit tighter than the rest of his guts. You could say, if you're bi like me, that it's like fucking a female for a depth of about an inch, enough to surround my head. I'm not long enough to break well past it, so it's more like a pocket, but my tip can get past it. I guess someone has to say this: the second ring can feel kinda rough or gritty, and, when I fuck that deep, I usually end up with a trace of pink on my head. The upside is that it feels fucking awesome knowing I've gotten that deep in his guts. (Come to think of it, breaking into a bottom's second ring is all upside.) It's even more awesome to shoot that deep, because my seed is getting blasted in a special region of his guts, and it's gonna stay inside him when I pull out, which is what I want. When I'm fucking for a long time it can get difficult to make myself cum. One trick I have is to pull way back, so I'm barely inside him and my corona (the ridge at the back of the head) gets to rub on his anus, where it's tightest. I can do that with the second ring, too — I slam balls deep and grind on him, giving really short jabs into that pocket. Basically, I give my cock extra friction to make it squirt. One more thing — bottoms don't seem to have any problem with getting fucked this deep. (Bottoms, TBH, can fuck up taking a cock in their ass in lots of ways.) It's technically dangerous to go past the second ring because the sigmoid colon isn't as tough as the rectum. But it never seems to hurt them when I do it, possibly because they have no control over what's happening.

Bi-the way…… I have always considered myself tolerant of guys who were not like me, straight, especially when one of my best friends came out to me my senior year in high school. We had been planning to room together in college and his news didn’t change my mind. In fact I was somewhat intrigued at the thought of having a gay roommate. We never did anything with each other and had our own friends. One of my other friend said he knew two roommates who were bisexual, and he thought they would go out with us and we’d have a good time. They were very sexual and it would be easy to score some college pussy off these girls. We planned an easy evening and ended up in the girls' one bedroom apartment off campus (It was apparent the girls slept together all the time.) We were drinking all night long when one of the girls pulled out a strange glass pipe and began smoking some strange white crystal. The girls remarked the crystal really got them horny with the intense desire to be fucked. At first I was reluctant to indulge, but my friend lit up and exhaled a big white cloud, handed me the pipe and torch, grunting I’d love the feeling of fucking on this shit. I decided 'what the hell', lit the pipe and took in a big hit. After that we got down to business. We were all kissing and peeling off our clothing as the first hit affected me in a positive way. We all kept smoking as we kissed, licked, sucked and eventually fucked. Both girls were hot and my bud and I took turns fucking each girl. Then something strange happened. I was eating one of the girls out when I started getting the best blow job of my life. As I paused in eating the pussy, the second girl kissed me, leaving me wondering in my drugged-up mind, who's hot mouth was on my hard cock. You guessed it: looking down I saw my buddy sucking my cock. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed. "Oh, I didn't tell you - I'm also bisexual," he remarked and then went back to servicing my my cock. One of the girls urged me to take another hit from the pipe. One hit turned into five big hits. While my buddy sucked my cock one of the girls began to lick my ass. This was also a new sensation for me and it drove me crazy. I quickly shot my load down my buddy’s throat as the girl kept sticking her tongue deep inside my hole. I zoned-out in pleasure, and when I began to resurface, I found my buddy was crouched between my legs, face to face with me. Looking into my eyes he asked "Enjoying yourself?" "Hell, yeah," I groaned in replied, whereupon I received my first man to man kiss. His hard cock was also prodding my soaked hole. For some strange reason I can’t explain I let him continue and the tip of his hard cock penetrated my virgin ass. There was a noticeable pain as he started to breach my hole. He seemed to know I was in some discomfort as he broke our kiss instructing me "Breathe in deep, breathe with my cock," adding "Give this a minute or so - I'll stop if you want, but within a couple of minutes I would think you'll be begging for me to fuck you." As he anticipated, gradually my ass relaxed and my buddy was able to slide his entire eight inch rock hard cock deep into my (formerly) tight ass. When he reached full depth he began to slowly rock in and out as he gave me another kiss. This time I let his tongue enter my mouth. While his kiss had me slightly distracted he began to slowly pull out and slide back in. While he began to slowly fuck me, the girls were making out and 69’ing eating each other’s pussies. I’m not sure when it happened but my friend stroked my hard cock telling me "It looks like you are really enjoying being fucked." He wasn’t kidding, as he fucked me all I could do was moan and grunt my approval. I then surprised myself when I asked him to fuck me, fuck me hard. I heard his breathing change as his cock grew harder deep in my hole. I knew what was about to happen but didn’t try to stop it as he grunted out and I felt his cock spasm inside me.

*Author's Note* This installment is light on actual sex, but is very horny none the less and leading somewhere I hope you'll enjoy. -d Luke’s body convulsed, as cum splattered across his chest. His eyes however were locked on the figure in front of him. For a second he thought it was his dad; this man though was older, a little taller and more fit. Uncle Nick stood in a pair of running shorts and a tank top, seeming very large in the little attic. Luke scrambled to try and cover himself, though really, he thought, what was the point his uncle had just seen him ejaculate. He tucked his cock back into the old jock and grabbed his shirt from the floor. He pulled it on without wiping any of the cum from his torso making a sticky mess. “Luke, calm down. Its ok.” “I am so… fuck… look… um… its not… I… well.” “Luke… Luke. Its really ok. Certainly not the first time I’ve seen a guy cum, first time I’ve seen a family member but, really you’re fine. Is that my old jock?” “I… it was in this old box with a bunch of photographs and… and this journal which I guess is yours.” Luke’s heart was thudding in his chest. He knew he stunk of sweat and cum. He still didn’t have any pants on. “Here,” Nick said holding out Luke’s shorts, “Put these on. I guess we’ve got a lot to talk about.” Luke took his shorts sheepishly, and then scrambled around for his socks and shoes. Nick had taken a seat on an old trunk looking far more calm than Luke thought he should be. “Take a seat.” Nick patted the trunk next to him. Embarrassed, Luke now fully dressed sat down next to his uncle. Luke had never spent much time with Nick, he’d always lived far away, never came home for holidays or things like that. His grandfather’s funeral had been the first time Luke saw Nick in probably a decade. His uncle was objectively handsome in his mid-sixties. His hair was thick and still had flecks of deep brown in it, close cropped on the side and flopped over in the front. It was less conservative than Luke would normally expect for a man his age, the sides were clean and tight and there was height in the bangs. In fact, despite being older, Nick looked younger than Luke’s father. Luke knew why immediately… the gay brother knew how to take care of himself. His skin looked smooth and cared for, his clothes comfortable but hip and new. Straight would call him “well preserved” but Luke would have called him a silver fox, or a daddy. With all he now knew about Nick, Luke couldn’t stop his eyes drifting downward. He noticed the dark gray chest hair that exploded from over Nick’s tank top. The square chest, and pert nipples that pushed through thin fabric. His eyes fell to Nick’s crotch and saw an unmistakable bulge in the light fabric of his running shorts. “So, you found my journal.” “I… I didn’t intend to read it. I opened the box to sort through it and when I saw the pictures and the magazines I got curious.” “And the jock apparently.” “Well. Yeah. I like them. I wear jocks all the time, and I wanted… after I read the first few pages, that next day… I don’t know I wanted to feel like I was closer to the story. I hoped that it was the one Brett had given, well had given you, that first day.” I was stammering. My words falling out faster than I could think about them. “How far did you get?” “What?” “In the journal, how far have you read.” “Um… July 21st. I just started it when you… when you found me.” “Remind me, what is July 21st.” “Um… Brett eating Mac’s loads out of your hole.” “Mac… fuck… I haven’t thought about him in ages. Well I suppose you probably have questions.” “I mean mainly just how did I not know you are gay.” “That’s it?” Nick laughed, his face breaking into a big toothy smile, his head tossed back. “Wow, your nephew reads your journal where you described your sexual awakening in meticulous detail and his only question is how did he never know you were gay.” “I mean yeah, not like I need gay sex explained to me,” It was Luke’s turn to laugh. “We will come back to that. Alright. It’s not really a complicated story or a particularly unique one. About two years after Brett and I first got together I’d started living as an out gay person in New York. I came home at Christmas and wanted to tell the family. I made the mistake of telling your grandmother first and she reacted so poorly that I was terrified to tell anyone else. I think your dad guessed. I didn’t try to hide it too much, but we never really talked about it. After my mom reacted that way, I just pulled away from the family. There weren’t resources back then like there are not to help people guide their families through the coming out process. I probably… I wish I had tried harder. Ultimately giving up on her cost me my whole family. I lost contact with almost everyone. “Brett moved to San Francisco not too long after I came out. Without him, it felt like I had no family. I had friends in New York, but that distance showed us both how much we meant to each other. I followed him there less than a year later, and that’s where I stayed.” “Why didn’t you say anything after grandma died?” “I don’t know. Dad was so old, and I’m in my 60’s it just didn’t feel worth it to make things hard on the family or stir something up. I’ve made a whole life without them. I don’t need them. I guess that’s sad but it’s how a lot of guys my age ended up. Although, now I see that I’ve missed some things.” He looked Luke up and down, his eyes lingered on Luke’s chest, remembering the trim fur covered torso now covered by a thin shirt. “You could tell my dad. He was the coolest one in my family when I came out. My mom must have been in shock or something cause she just sat there but my dad just jumped right up and hugged me.” “That’s good to hear. Honestly. I’m really happy for you. The world is a completely different place. Christ, so much has changed since I wrote that journal. The freedom that I felt then, and then having it snatched away by a disease we didn’t understand. Fuck. I watched so many people just wither and… and now prep and everyone’s back to riding dick like it never happened. It’s amazing.” “What happened to Brett?” “What do you mean what happened… Fuck yeah if you didn’t know I’m gay you wouldn’t… he’s in SF right now with our dogs. We’ve been together for… forty years now give or take a few fights along the way.” “Seriously?” “Seriously, and he’s still just as fucking hot as he was then, just without the long blond hair and a few more wrinkles. And he still loves to eat another guys cum out of my ass.” “What?” “Luke, you’ve read literally pages upon pages about him fucking me, what point is it in pretending you don’t know what you know.” “I guess there isn’t really.” A long silent beat past before Luke said, “Why did you write it, the journal I mean.” “I started because I wanted to try and process what happened. I was lost after Brett fucked me for the first time. I didn’t know what it meant for my life, but I knew my life would be different. And, well, I kept writing it because that’s what I do. I’m a writer. Right after I moved to SF I got a job writing for a gay magazine. Then I did some time as a reporter and now I’m a novelist and contributing editor to another gay magazine. Chronicling my exploits just seemed like the most logical thing in the world at the time, plus it was fucking hot. We didn’t have the internet for porn. I had those magazines, and eventually I started talking photos, but at first all I had were my memories and what I wrote down. I jerked off pretty much every time I finished writing in that thing.” “I’ve shot so many loads reading this thing, and the other day after I…” Luke stopped but Nick nodded. “Go on.” Luke felt like the air in the attic was growing hotter by the second. “I, well, I was so horny after reading about the second time Brett fucked you that I found a guy on Grindr and went over to his place.” “What happened.” “He dumped a big fucking load in me, while I was wearing your jock.” “I’m glad to see that old thing is getting use again.” “I keep thinking about how hot it would be to get fucked by Brett in it.” “Well, stranger things have happened.” “Like walking in on your nephew right as he blows a load reading a journal you wrote in the seventies?” “Yeah, something like that. Look its hot as fuck up here, and I cant be bothered trying to move any of these things downstairs today. There’s a bar next to my hotel, lets go there and we can continue this conversation.” “Alright, yeah… I’m kinda filthy though.” “You could go home first if you want, but I personally don’t mind. I like it when a guy smells like he’s been working hard.” “Me too… alright, lets go.” “Aren’t you forgetting anything?” “What?” “The journal. You’ve enjoyed it so much don’t leave it behind.” Nick flashed a rather wicked looking grin, which after a beat Luke returned. He bent over to pack the journal back in the box. Nick wondered if Luke was intentionally bent at the hip, putting his ass on full display for Nick rather than kneeling down to pack. It was a good ass, Luke clearly had been spending a lot of time in the gym. Nick found himself wondering what his nephew’s hole would be like. Luke straightened up. “All set,” he said with the box under his arm. They drove separately, Luke following Nick’s rental car the twenty-minute drive to the hotel. He felt a mixture of excitement and nerves. There was clearly a charge sexual energy between them, how could there not be with how they had met. Luke’s cock was half hard the whole drive, wondering what was about to happen. For Nick’s part he found himself completely torn. He had already watched his college aged nephew cum all over himself. The boy was wearing his old jockstrap right now, and apparently had for days. His tight body, hairy torso and round bubble butt made him exactly the sort of boy Nick and Brett picked up in SF to this day, exactly the sort of boy he loved to breed, but this was his nephew. Nick parked around back of the hotel closer to his room door and walked around to find Luke standing waiting. Luke had been expecting a rather bland hotel bar, the kind that always seemed to be brand new but also five years out of date with the décor; however, they now stood facing a large neon pink sign reading “The Wide Receiver” and a rainbow flag fluttered overhead. “Your hotel is right next to a gay bar?” Luke said incredulously. “Why do you think I picked it. If I’m going to be back in this town for three weeks, on my own, dealing with my dad’s stuff, I need somewhere to get an easy drink that doesn’t require enduring drunk straights.” “Good point.” “You ever been?” “Here? No.” “Well, let’s go. You could probably use a beer after all that work in the attic.” Just inside the door sat the most wonderfully stereotypical lesbian gay bar bouncer imaginable. She sat, looking uncomfortable and put upon, on a tall wooden stool under the only bright light in the place. Her hair was a mix of gray and brown, cropped short and spiked a little in the front, still rocking the 1990’s boyband look. She wore a denim vest covered in patches and buttons, emblazed with an embroidered logo for the bar. She took their ID’s and flashed a halfhearted smile. Beyond her was a long rather narrow bar. Most of the left-hand wall was taken up with the bar, bottles glinting on glass shelves under multicolored Christmas lights haphazardly strung about. The right-hand side had tall tables set out with chairs on top of what clearly became a dance floor later. Little DJ lights danced back and forth aimlessly, throwing spinning colorful patterns across the few patrons perched at their tables while pop music with the bass turned all the way up thumped from the speakers. They both instantly loved it. They ordered two beers at the bar and then found a table in the corner to sit at. For a little while Nick told Luke about his life in SF more; what the gay scene was like, museums he and Brett enjoyed, drag performers they loved. Then it was Luke’s turn, what college was like, what he classes he would be taking in the fall, how he and his friends spent their free time. Now in a second location, with other people they both were a little less free with their sexual histories, feeling slightly self-conscious with the eyes of the public on them. All the while however, sexual tension bubbled, they each would make little references to hooking up, or some hot guy that worked at a store or bar, but neither pushing it too far. That is until Nick took the plunge saying, “So, who was this guy that you picked up the other day?” “Oh, um, this hot daddy I found on Grindr. Tall, big broad shoulders, hairy as fuck, and…” Luke was feeling bold and comfortable again, “with a really fat cock.” “Woof, pics?” “Sure,” Luke laughed and pulled out his phone. He moved his chair around the table a bit so they were sitting closer and he pulled up Jack’s profile. “Damn, he’s hot.” “I know right!” “He reminds me of a guy I used to meet up with at the pier.” “The what?” “The Chelsea Pier, it’s a posh mall slash indoor driving range slash gymnastics studio and bar or something now, but in the 70’s it was an abandoned warehouse next to the water directly across from the West Village. You’d go and jump these concrete barricades along the road, slip round a chain link fence and it was like you’d entered a whole new world. The warehouse had been abandoned so fast that there was furniture in the offices still. Once you were there there were basically no rules. It was just gay men living their lives. Some guys would go read, and have picnics, and sit with their boyfriends without fear of being harassed, and others… well others went there for sex, especially after dark. It was like this big maze, and you could find anything you wanted. The only other time I’ve ever found anything remotely like it was in Berlin.” “And what did you go there for?” “I’ll let you read the specifics, but let’s just say that Brett loved eating my hole when I came back from the pier.” “Fuck, I am so jealous. You got to live through this amazing time of gay sexual liberation. It feels like it was just everywhere.” “For a time, it was. There in the late 70’s it was a kind of freedom, but then there was a lot of fear and confusion that followed.” He paused and took a swig of his beer, “Honestly not really a time period I like talking about, all the uncertainty and death. Things are so different now, you’ll never know that fear, if you get sick there are drugs. It’s not a death sentence any more. You know I hate how much our community is still trapped in that time. It feels like every piece of gay cinema or theatre that’s come out has ended in one of the main characters emaciated in a hospital bed, or they only have a fleeting romance for a weekend and then never see each other again… Just once I want to watch some nice gay rom-com, or a coming of age tale where the parents are supportive and they find a boyfriend in the end…” he trailed off, and then after a long moment of silence took another big drink of his beer. Luke sat quietly, waiting for his uncle to come back from where ever he’d gone. The look of pain in his face was palpable. It was the same look he’d had when talking about never reconnecting with his father, as if the things he’d lost in his life were written on his face. One more big gulp of beer and the glass was empty. Luke turned his eyes back to his nephew and smiled. “It was an amazing time. Keep reading, honestly. I’d thought I’d lost that journal, I never imagined it ended up in dad’s attic. When I moved to SF I dropped off some stuff there, but I thought I’d gotten all of it.” “You should publish it.” “Erotica?” “Something like that. A true memoir of a gay man in New York from the 1970s filled with history and excitement and hot sex… all my friend would read it and then grow terrible moustaches trying to be Mac.” “Or end up bottoming for hot daddies?” “Maybe, although from what I know I’m the only one out of my friends with a thing for older men.” “How much of a thing?” “Enough that I have a couple of local fuck buddies at college over the age of fifty that I see weekly.” “Nice, sounds like this cute boy from SFU that Brett and I knew a few years ago. One of us must have bred his hole every week for his whole senior year. We picked him up at Oasis just before school started, cute kid, kind of a prude… well that was until he gave in and admitted he liked older guys and let us take him home. Fuck he was so tight that first time…it took forever to open him up, but by the time he graduated… one good wad of spit on his hole and he was good to go.” “The first time I got fucked the guy must have eaten me out for an hour I was so tight.” “Some daddy at school?” “No, actually, an older kid, just before Christmas my freshman year. We met at a party, were drinking and talking, then it turned into flirting and then we were back in his apartment. He was really cute, and at the time I felt so awkward in my skin I didn’t know what to do with myself. Honestly though, he was amazing, and kind, and despite us both being pretty drunk, he did, he took his time fingering me till I was moaning and wet. It felt so good, like every time his tongue flicked over my hole I got hornier. By the time he thought I was ready I was so horny all I could think about was getting his cock inside me. I didn’t even stop to think about condoms or protection. I just wanted him to fuck me. And he did, he blew a big load in me and I shot all over him while sitting on his cock. I was hooked, I had never felt that good before. Literally two days later I had downloaded Grindr and sucked some guy off in the library bathroom while on a study break.” “Quick learner.” “With a very high sex drive.” They both laughed, and Nick got up to get them more drinks. He turned away from Luke to hide his crotch as he adjusted his boner in his pants. As soon as Nick was away from the table Luke did the same thing. They both had been steadily becoming more aroused by their conversation. Both of them now wondered again where this evening and its revelations would end.

JUST YESTERDAY, I was fucking my #1 main man, I hit that point where I can feel a ‘pop’. On him, it’s just before as deep as I can get. It may not be a controlable muscle, but it’s a ring, a transition, a narrowing of the g/i tract, a turn in the bend, or something I can definitely feel, in him and in many other men. But yesterday I was working that spot in him for sure. I was extra horny. My dick head swells up big and purple when I am super erect or about to cum. I could feel it stroking in and out of that tight place, that bend. He could feel in ‘popping’ in and out of that tight place, that ring. I think usually that place opens up and relaxes. I have to be fucking hard and deep to be there in him. (I like fucking hard and deep.) Yesterday though, it didn’t relax the same way, and we could feel it popping in and out. Which drove me wild. I came there - one of those cums where I start cumming but can’t stop stroking . . . making a wonderful frothy cummy mess. After I held him in my arms while he stroked himself off and I talked about how I loved beating up that spot inside him so he’d be more receptive to my babies. I feel that turn, that ring, that whatever on maybe half the guys I fuck. With many guys I’ll be fucking fucking fucking and push in that extra bit to hit that whatever it is. Their eyes go wide. HELL YES Gobsmacked. It may not be a ‘second ring’, but whatever it is, it exists!

Many thanks for all your replies and encouragement. I have a fairly high pain threshold and have had plenty of hard nipple play over the years which has reduced the sensitivity alot. I'll definitely get it done professionally and hopefully this week. Thanks again guys🥰

I got hit up by this cute 18 y/o boy named Noah who wanted a quickie after school. I can't host and was a bit freaked out that he was still in HS and insisted he show me his DL before I would do anything at all. He was able to host thankfully as I can't and he was impossibly cute, shaggy curly blonde hair, cut face, blue eyes, smooth body and a nice sized uncut cock. I was kind of taken aback as to why he'd want to get with me, but he admitted he didn't want his buds to know he was "like that". I'm a pretty sympathetic listener and explained that I got it. We had been chatting a while and agreed to meet up today once he got out of school. We had talked about what we wanted sexually, which was to flip fuck, and had talked about barebacking. He said he wanted to talk about it in person once we'd met and that he'd feel more comfortable that way. It could be reductive and say I like a challenge, but I'm open to all kinds of play. We met up outside by his house and started chatting. He admitted he was too scared for me to know where he lived and wanted to talk first, which was cool. I was willing to do whatever to get with this hottie. Once we met up though I was totally charged up and horny as fuck and I got the sense he was too. He kept playing with his cock and it was obviously as big as he had alluded to. He finally agreed to go back to his house and once inside he was all over me, kissing me intensely, groping my cock and telling me how bad he wanted to fuck me. I reminded him I needed to see his ID and he pulled out his wallet and driver's license which, honestly, I barely looked at. Yes, his name was Noah, and I seared his last name in my mind so I could search up on him when I got home and memorized his DOB too. He cautioned me that while he had time to have some fun his parents would be home anywhere from 6 to 7 and we needed to get down to it. I smiled broadly at that and said OK, and we moved to his bedroom, locked the door and stripped down. We were deep into kissing each other and soon were on the bed, me grinding my cock up against his ass and wanting to put it in him in the worst possible way. He's awkwardly stretching for his nightstand and can see and hear him fumbling for something and he winds up handing me lube. Saying nothing I quickly lube up my cock and his ass and quickly force my cock inside him raw. His eyes are wide and his face live with delight as he's calling out "oh yeah" and "fuck yeah" as I enter him raw. He says nothing about wrapping and he clearly doesn't care to talk about in person as he'd mentioned earlier. Clearly, he wants raw, or he'd have said no. I have his legs over my shoulders and am driving deep inside his ass, kissing him deeply, telling him how hot he is and how bad I want to cum in him. He's also telling me how bad he wants my load, how hot my cock is, and not to pull out. I'm totally into him and before long I blast a load deep in his hole. I collapse on him telling him how hot he was and how much I enjoyed it. He's kissing me deeply back saying he loves how I did him and that he wants to do the same to me but wants to be honest. I pull him close in a hug and say I'm cool with whatever he has to say, and he admits to me that he's never been tested, and is that OK? I say it is, knowing full well he's not asked me my status before I bred him, not that I really cared. He's hot and I want his seed regardless. He looks relieved that I want his cum and eagerly roll on my back with him on top me and guiding his cock to my ass. I can reach my hand over to where the lube is lying on the bedspread and hand it to him and can feel him lubing up my ass and his cock. I'm gasping as I take his massive cock balls deep and don't give a shit that he doesn't know his status.... I want that cock and his load. And it doesn't take long until he is pounding me so hard, I can't even think straight. He's one of the biggest cocks I've taken in a while and he's hitting me in all the places I want to get fucked. He's kissing me deeply as I can barely breathe for the deep pounding he's giving me as I beg for him to cum in me. He finally gives me his load...an intense spasm, that I can feel all over me, inside and out. He collapses on me, panting, trying to catch his breath as I pull him in a bear hug, thanking him for giving me what I wanted. I know I should care about his status, but I wanted his load so bad I'm willing to take my chances. I loved that he took me no questions so its not for me to get all butt hurt. He looked at the clock and said we had time for one more quickie and did I want to fuck him or me fuck him again? I told him I wanted to fuck him again and quick shot another load balls deep in his ass. We both collapsed on the bed and again started kissing each other. He asked me why I wasn't dating and I admitted I hated being committed to a guy and liked messing around with other guys and liked having multiple guys fucking me. He laughed and said that sounded a lot like him, and that he liked guys using his ass too. I asked how often he got it, and he admitted it was a mix of buds and guys off apps. I admitted that was cool as I met up with guys off of apps and liked having fun like he did. It was getting late in the day and he was getting nervous about his parents coming home and said I should get going. I thanked him and said I was down to hook up any time he wanted and he said he was as well. He thanked me for being chill about not knowing his status and we had another bear hug before I left. I know I have no problems taking his seed and am guessing there are LOTS of guys that would take his seed as well.

I squirmed on the backseat hovering between awake and reality, he opened the front passenger door and rummaged about before slamming the door and returning to me on the back seat, he held a bottle to my mouth “drink”, I drank the liquid, it tasted foul but he held it until I had drained the bottle, he then hoisted my leg up and fingered my bumhole with more of the stinging stuff, he put some gaffer tape over my mouth and then handcuffed me “I don’t want you making noise or causing shit understand boy?” I sort of gurgled and nodded, he grinned “you like getting high, I am getting you high, you’ll be thanking Daddy for everything I do very soon”. The ride was a bit of a blur, the streetlights seemed to burst into prisms of light as we drove through the streets, it was almost magical and held my attention. We ended up at a house on the coast, it was secluded lonely I remembered the line from alien “in space no one can hear you scream”. He opened the back door, “you going to behave?” I nodded, he undid the handcuffs and ripped the gaffer tape from my mouth, “prove it boy”, I pulled myself up as best I could and kissed him, he grinned down at me “good boy”. Once in the house he dumped me on the sofa and then came back with a syringe, even in my state I managed to whine “I don’t like needles”, he tied off my arm, “believe me boyo you’ll learn to love them”, he injected me and then held my arm up as he released the tie, I coughed and coughed, my mind a kaleidoscope of colours and I was hungry, hungry for cock. He fingered my hole, “is that pussy getting hungry boy?”, I just sort of ‘mmmmmm’d’ He grinned as he lit a cigar “yeah you’re ready, now get on your knees and suck my cock, get it good and hard”, got on my knees as he unleased the beast, it was semi hard as I took it in my mouth and started sucking, he put his hand on my head “in time you’ll be taking it all down your throat, but first you’ll be taking it up your little boi pussy”, I gagged on his cock when he said this and he chuckled “don’t worry with all the chems you have in your system you’ll take it easy” My first lesson was extraordinary I must admit I was shocked how right he was, he held my hips hard “you’re doing just fine baby” about of a third of his cock was up my arse, he was determined but almost gentle “now relax boy, push out like I told you” I groaned and did as he said and another few inches slipped up me, “atta boy, told you it would fit in your little cunt, just a bit to go” My mind was all over the place but my hole was so hungry, I felt stretched impossibly wide I felt pain but more really just an exciting lovely feeling of being penetrated. The words rang a memory in my head, as he bottomed out and started to fuck me “that’s a good boy!”, “in and out we go”. And in and out he went deflowering me completely rearranging my innards to accommodate his cock, “yeah that’s a good boy, your boicunt is just made for daddy cock, he rode in and out of me “little virgin boy taking his first cock”, “oh yeah going to flood that little pussy soon”, he held my hips hard as he started fucking me harder “you were born for this boy” and then he grunted, his cock in me fully as I felt his cock spasm and his seed flooded every part of my young arse from the anus right up my rectum. It turned the university had been contacted that I was unwell by my ‘dad’ and I needed some time off, over the next week or probably longer, apparently as I was a ‘model’ student so they were fine and said for me to take all the time I needed. In other words, he could take all the time he needed, not that he wasted anytime at all. on a side note an inspiration of 'Daddy'

Chapter 4 of 4. Jack slammed his big sheathed POZ cock into my boy’s hole. This time, he was fucking to cum. My boy panted and moaned, savoring that big cock sliding in and out of him. Jack was really pounding hard and started cursing and grunting as he fired his seed deep inside the latex reservoir lodged in my boy’s chute. I prayed that the condom had withheld that assault. He pulled out carefully and I was glad to see the tip of the condom full of creamy cum. I knew that that cum held a detectable viral load and I was glad none had seeped into my boy’s pussy. The cab driver eased Jack out of the way and slammed, raw, back inside. Even with my spit, it was a dry rough fuck. My boy winced again and asked the man to stop. He pulled out and I went back to my knees to provide a bit more lube. It still wasn’t enough. The cab driver carefully put his cock inside my boy and a look of relief came over his face. I saw droplets of golden piss leaking out around his deeply-planted cock and realized he was pissing inside my boy. All of that wetness still wasn’t enough and I spit on the guy’s raw cock every time he pulled out far enough for me to do so. My boy was still crying out that it hurt. Jack brought my hand back to his cock, still sheathed in the full condom. ‘Help your boy out…’ I knew what he was suggesting and didn’t know what to do. ‘I need more lube, now,’ my boy exclaimed. Without further thought, I carefully pulled that full condom off of Jack’s POZ cock. I poured a dribble onto the cab driver’s cock and my boy moaned, ‘more! Give me more!’ I gave my boy more of Jack’s cum and the cab driver gave my boy more of his dick. After a few minutes of intense ass-pounding, I’d fully drained Jack’s POZ seed into my boy’s vulnerable hole. Seeing the stranger driving in and out of my boy, lubed with Jack’s cum got me totally hard again. The man came inside my boy and pulled out leaving a dollop of white froth oozing out of his well-fucked pussy. I smeared their combined juices on my cock and slid right in. Knowing that I was forcing their cum deeper and deeper inside my boy got me so hot I shot off again. With four loads leaking out, my boy lowered his legs down and we all saw that he’d shot at least once all over his shirt and face. The three of us took turns kissing and lapping his cum up. We got back in the cab and my boy quickly fell asleep. His hair mussed and shirt streaked with cum, he hadn’t even managed to pull his pants up properly. A puddle of cum leaked from his cored-out hole and onto the car seat. Jack tenderly stroked my boy’s hair as he leaned against him. We made it back to Jack’s house and I tried to pay the cab driver. He refused payment and told me he’d already gotten his tip where he wanted it. Jack and I eased my boy inside and onto Jack’s bed. We had another beer and talked quietly as my boy snored from the bedroom. Jack thanked me for a lovely evening and asked if I would mind him taking my boy out on a date sometime. All I could do was nod in agreement knowing he’d be getting much more of his POZ seed into my boy’s guts. We wound up spending the night. Jack and I undressed my boy and we slept in the same position as in the cab, my boy in the middle and us on either side. Early in the morning, I woke to see Jack grasping my boy’s chest as he worked his cock against my boy’s tender leaking hole. He smiled at me, ‘Glad you’re up. You want to get my cock into your boy again?’ I nodded asking if we needed to bother with a rubber this time. He shook his head saying, ‘I promised you I’d start with a condom, but it seems a little late for that!’ I agreed and guided his bare POZ dick into my boy’s hole. We both filled him up and my boy loved every minute of it. That afternoon, my boy and I got to the clinic and both of us went on PEP. My boy told the doctor, honestly, that he was prepared to take POZ cock raw, but wasn’t ready to convert. That was a few weeks ago. We’re now both on PrEP. Jack and I love sharing his hole. He regularly gets six or seven loads a week now. As his hole gets used to so much cock, my boy says he’s ready for more. So, next week, Jack is going to invite a few POZ buddies over, with the understanding that I’ll guide their cocks inside him raw and leave him filled to overflowing. THE END.

Chapter 2 of 4. I’d been in the bathroom for like five minutes and wasn’t surprised to see Jack chatting up my boy at the bar. As I approached he waved and held up a freshly opened beer for me. ‘This round’s on me,’ he grinned. My boy patted Jack’s furry shoulder and he responded by wrapping his big paw around my boy’s left buttcheek. And he kept it there. We downed two rounds of beer pretty quickly, and I was hard the whole time. After a bit of small talk, Jack suggested we go back to his place for a nightcap. My boy eagerly nodded and demanded to leave a tip for the bartender. Jack whispered something in his ear about ‘more than just a tip,’ and then licked his neck and earlobe. My boy leaned forward over the bar to hand a wad of sweaty cash to the bartender, and Jack pressed his crotch right into my boy’s ass. Jack headed out to the street to hail a cab. My boy pushed me against the wall and kissed me, grinding his crotch into mine. ‘I want to do this. Let’s do this.’ I nodded and we headed out to see a cab pulling over. We all piled in. Jack went first, and my boy leapt in front of me so he’d be in the middle. I sat on the other side and felt my boy’s legs spread wide. Jack had his hands cupping my boy’s crotch, his fingertips teasing my boy’s taint over the fabric. The cab driver cleared his throat and I could see him watching Jack seduce my boy in the rearview mirror. He licked his lips, and asked, ‘Where to?’ Jack gave him the address saying, ‘but take the long way. I want you to enjoy the view.’ The cab driver nodded and away we went. My boy turned his face towards mine and kissed me hard. Jack kept massaging my boy’s groin and eventually undid his belt and unbuttoned his fly. Jack leaned forward and looked at me saying, ‘Help raise him up. We got to get his pants down.’ I couldn’t help but follow his command and helped my boy shimmy his jeans and jockstrap down past his knees. Jack held his palm out to me ordering me, ‘Spit!’ I did and he smeared the wetness under my boy’s balls. He repeated this with the cab driver and was rewarded with a palmful of spit which went straight into my boy’s hole. My boy writhed on Jack’s meaty fingers and kept kissing me hard. ‘Ya know what, this is fine. Stop here,’ Jack ordered. We had stopped in the warehouse district on a dark street right under a single lamppost. Jack opened his door and stepped out into the cool night air. My boy looked at me. I couldn’t tell if he was excited or terrified, but he nodded at me and followed Jack out of the cab. Jack picked him up and laid my boy on his back on the hood of the cab, his pants still bunched up on his legs. The driver and I got out and walked to the front of the car. Jack waved us over and the driver and I each took a leg and kept it hoisted high, my boy’s jeans and jock keeping his knees together. In the street light, I could see my boy’s hole, slick with spit, winking in anticipation. To be continued…

Part 3 My softening cock slipped out of my friends ass as we smoked another bowl and my horniness grew. My friend asked me if I wanted more cock and ass to which he knew the answer. He told me he knew a pace where I could get all the cock and ass I wanted. We dressed and headed to his car. He drove to a warehouse that had all the windows bricked up and a red light over the entrance. We went in and the guy behind the counter asked for my ID, apparently he already knew my friend. My friends payed for me and we went to a private room where we stripped down and smoked a little more before he offered me something that he said would get me hornier than I had ever been in my life. I was already horny and curious and consented without knowing the details. He pulled syringe from his bag. He said all I needed to do was lay back and relax as he worked a belt on my left bicep. The dominant look in his eyes had me lay still as I felt the coolness of the alcohol on my arm followed by a slight prick of the needle. I was mesmarized as I watched him pull the plunger back to get a small flash of blood before he started to empty the contents into my vein. He told me I will feel a need to cough and probably will cough hard while my heart will beat faster and the room will feel warmer. Once he loosened the belt on my arm I felt a warmth in my chest followed by a need to cough. I coughed out 4, 5 times as my friend apparently did his own shot. I was surprised at how horny I had become but was even more surprised at how soft my cock was now. My friend was drastically different, his cock was rock hard and I had noticed but he opened the door to our room as he climbed between my legs and thrust the full length of his 8” cock into my hungry hole. I wanted his cock, I wanted any and every cock I could get and he was giving me a fucking I needed. I moaned and begged to be fucked as he set about to pound my hole. I took a cue from when I fucked him and began to work my ass for his load. He wasn’t one to disappoint when he finally flooded me with his seed. He kept churning his load inside me as we both looked at the crowd that gathered at the door. He asked me if I wanted more cock although he already knew the answer. He told the crowd to come on in and take a ride in the ass he just bred. I recognized some of the guys I had seen on campus. As each guy took a turn fucking and seeding me I thought I recognized a guy in the distance. I was distracted as my friend began to prepare my arm for another shot. I was watching my friend work the belt on my arm as the mysterious figure slipped his nice size cock into me. As I felt the stick of the needle I looked up to see my roommate was the guy about to fuck me when I felt the strong cough. My roommate kissed me and told me that he heard there was going to be new meat at the baths but never thought it would be me. He then began to fuck me and asked if I really wanted his load inside me. All I could muster between saying ‘holy fuck’ was fuck me and breed me please. My roommate buried his cock deep inside my hole and held it there before bringing his face close to mine asking if I really wanted him to impregnate me with his HIV charged load? The drugs had my brain all fucked up, I could only answer with a loud yes, yes, fuck me full of your HIV charged load, knock me up! My roommate wasn’t one to disappoint me as he fucked my brains out and not only dropped one load in my ass. By the time his cock began to soften he had dropped 3 loads inside my well used ass. He kissed me as another guy took his place. He laid down next to me and let me know the weekends where he went away with his boyfriend he was spending at the baths. He could hardly wait until we were back in our room.

Hey guys, this is my first story and my first creative writing in a long time. Your feedback is welcomed! I hope it's not too much setup before we get to the good stuff, but I intend to keep writing about Brian, so I want you to know who he is. I wrote the first couple chapters before posting anything, but there is more to come. Hope you enjoy! *********** Chapter 1 - Brian Brian had never shivered like this before. Sure, growing up in a skinny kid in New England, he was used to feeling cold in the winter. But it wasn’t the cold making his teeth chatter as he drove his crappy old Grand Cherokee down a perfectly normal suburban side street at 1am. He was nervous. Probably excited too, but mostly nervous. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to get fucked. Brian was a quiet, nerdy, awkward high school senior. He spent most of his time playing video games or camping, hanging out with a few friends now and then, and being alone a lot. It’s not really how he wanted to be living, but he just figured it was who he was. At school, he was a straight-A student, but not quite the star pupil. He’d get into a decent college with no problem. He had some extra-curriculars under his belt: debate, volunteering. He did what he needed to do to get into college and satisfy the expectation that he do something with his time. He was an athlete too. It wasn’t that big of a part of his life, but it checked a box. He played tennis (which he wasn’t very good at) and ran cross country. It’s about all you could expect from a kid his size. He was 5’7”, 125lb on a good day. He wasn’t one of those kids who were complete sticks, but there was no getting away from the fact that he was scrawny. The tennis and cross country at least gave him a nice perky ass, thin defined legs, and kept him a few crunches away from a six pack, if he had tried. On his head was a mop of light brown hair that he didn’t really do much with, not too short but not too long. He didn’t think of himself as hot, at all, and he didn’t do any favors for himself with how he dressed. Knee-length cargo shorts and a not-fitted but not-baggy t-shirt typically did the trick. He wasn’t a skater kid, swimming is his clothes, but neither did he wear anything that would show off his thin but fit body. If he had dressed differently, if he had thought about himself differently, he could have been decently “hot”. But he didn’t have the confidence for it. So, Brian spent a lot of time at his computer, watching and waiting as high school quickly sped by. He was waiting for that girl to fall into his lap and be his girlfriend. For the kiss at the dance, the awkward date, the “first time”. He wanted that feeling of walking in to school the day after losing his virginity with the swagger he imagined the other guys had, even if he’d never actually looked at a classmate and thought “he looks like he got laid last night”. He was frustrated that things weren’t working out, but he was also beginning to be confused. Confused by a boy named Jake. Jake and Brian weren’t close, or even really friends. There were classmates, sharing physics, history, and gym that year. They knew each other, they were cordial, but they didn’t hang out. But Brian had caught himself starting to watch Jake, to let his gaze linger on him longer than normal, to have him pop up in his mind when he was partaking in certain private activities in which girls were supposed to be the primary motivation. He didn’t think he was gay, but then why was it whenever he was lying in bed, cock in hand, that when Jake entered the fantasy, he’d get harder than ever? One night, as he laid back against his pillow, cum covering his bare chest, he accepted that he probably was in to guys. He couldn’t get it out of his mind the entire day at school. Even his friend Rachel had to break him out his daze at one point. “Brian, are you with us?” she said at the lunch table. “Oh, yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” “What?” “Oh, um, nothing, did you do your homework for calculus?” That night, after his parents were asleep, he opened his laptop, fired up a private browser, and hesitantly typed in “gay porn” for the first time.

Total Dom aggressive verbal top here looking for a twink or slim bttm to host an Anon breeding no questions asked you ass up door unlocked ready for me to walk in and use your hole how ever I please I'm not hung but definitely thick and will leave you gaping

The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters or plot to real persons or events is coincidental. I've never had sex with my father. But I did have fun with my best friends dad. I'll try and break it up some, and this first part is mostly background, but it's how it all started. My friend and I were neighbors in a small Midwest town of 600 people. People there would know what happened to you before you knew what happened to you. My friend and neighbor had a huge pool with a fence around it, and would invite me over to swim all the time. It all started off pretty innocently. We did it throughout high school. Then one day he suggested that we skinny dip. Back then I don't think either of us knew what gay was. Being in a small conservative town, just thought it was wrong. We would often swim after school, but the first time we skinny dipped was at night. His pool had a light which changed colors, and was actually kinda cool. As young nerds we would yell shark when it turned red! Lol. As I said, it all started innocently. Chalk it up to childhood curiosity. Sure we saw others in showers at hs gym, but he was a year younger than me, so never in gym class together. Again as I said, back then gay was just something we just thought was wrong. I must admit though, there was a HS jock in my class with a HUGE cock that I couldn't help but admire. Honestly think others did also. Not sure why, but he tried to hide it from others going in and out of shower. Probably as he noticed guys staring at it, and also thought gay was bad. After all, he had a reputation for banging quite a few cheerleaders. Like I said, a slow start, but gets much better! Like and comment.

Are you SURE it was autocorrect, and not just fat fingers... hmmm, you know what they say about fat fingers-- and if you don't , come closer and let me show you what they are really meant for ( just give me a sec while I find Lukes jock and put it on) lol

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Wow now this is a scenario I'd be more than happy to experience.. now to get up and ready so horny....Great story

Part 5 (Programming note: I’m switching the POV to first person and will write the next section or two in the first person from Adam’s point of view. Hope that isn't confusing.) Josh kept playing with my hole while we made out in the back of Matt’s van. Every so often, he would tap the end of the huge butt plug that was stretching my ass open like never before. Every time I would moan deeply. My brain was kind of scrambled by the drugs and the intense lust I was feeling. The plug felt good but I wanted more cock. My brain was consumed by the desire to get fucked again and again. After a while, we stopped and the side door of the van opened. Josh gave the butt plug in my cunt one last thumping and we rearranged what little clothing we were wearing so we could get out. Matt and Ben grinned at us and Matt said “you ready faggot?” I got out of the van and we were in a small parking lot behind a four story brick building in a part of town I did not know. Matt didn’t wait for me to respond, he just grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet and out of the van. I was pretty unsteady on my feet from all of the drugs, so he held onto me so I didn’t lose my balance. I grabbed him around the waist and looked up into his face, which was grinning down at me. “Come on buddy boy. We’re gonna have some fun with you tonight!” The others just laughed and Josh jumped out of the van, holding onto Ben, reaching up to give him a quick kiss. I realized that I needed more pressure on my ass, so I started to reach into my shorts to touch the butt plug which was still deeply lodged in my hole. Matt saw what I was about to do and swatted my hand away.” “Bad faggot. Don’t touch the plug. Leave your pussy filled up. You’ll thank me later.” We walked to the nondescript door, Matt pressed a button and the door buzzed open. We all filed inside and we entered a small lobby with a window. Matt walked up and started conversing with the guy in the office, laughing and making jokes I couldn’t hear. The man in the back was handsome, in his 20s with a scruffy beard, hairy chest and no shirt on. He took Matt’s credit card and handed him back four keys, that I later found out were for our room and several lockers. Matt grabbed me and steered me toward the next door, which also buzzed open, and we entered the club. Loud house music was playing and we quickly found the large sling room that Matt had rented. I was still confused about what was going on, the drugs and my overwhelming need for cock meant I couldn’t really focus on much except my hole. I kept trying to touch the plug in my ass but one of the others would swat my hand away. We arrived at a door that said 101 on it, and was right across from a large shower area, sauna, steam room and hot tub. Matt opened the door and we all went inside. The guys quickly undressed me and I instinctively reached around again to play with the buttplug in my ass. This time Josh slapped my hand away and grinned. “Christ, faggot. Wait.” He grabbed my clothes and he and Ben briefly disappeared. When they came back a moment or two later, they both had towels wrapped around their waists, and Josh handed me a key. They all put their phones and, I later found out, my phone in a small locker in the room that Matt locked with his key. “That’s your locker key, faggot. But you won’t need it until you leave. Which won’t be for hours.” He reached over and put the elastic band around my upper arm, and pushed me back onto the bed. When I hit the mattress, the buttplug rubbed my prostate and made me moan, which elicited laughter from them. The room was dimly lit with a large flat screen TV playing bareback pro on one wall and a sling in the middle. I had heard of slings before but had never seen one, let alone gotten fucked in one. That was about to change. Josh said “Hey Matt, is Kevin gonna join us for some fun with the boy on his break? Might as well invite the staff to use our cumdump." They all laughed, and Matt said that Kevin (who I assumed was the hot man behind the window at the entrance) would be joining us later when his shift was over. “He’s also got some good shit for us.” Matt grinned and held up a small zippered pouch. “Gotta replenish our supplies.” He quickly held up four more loaded syringes and handed one to Josh and one to Ben. Then Matt pulled me up and pushed me toward the sling. I looked at him, confused, not understanding what I was supposed to do. He just laughed and said “lean back and I’ll help you up there.” I leaned back in the sling, he helped me into the leather seat and quickly secured my legs in the stirrups. I heard a sound and realized that Josh and Ben had both done their slams, the arm bands clicked off and both of them started to cough. Matt grinned at Josh and Ben who were making out on the bed, lost in each other, then he tied both of our arms off and inserted the needle into my arm. “Don’t move. OK?” I nodded and my heart started to race in anticipation of what was about to happen. He pulled back and got a register of blood on mine and then on his. He pushed the plunger down on his rig, then mine and reached over the release the band on my arm and then his, and when he put his arm in the air, I followed. My brain went into overdrive as the strong slam hit me hard. I started to cough and could feel my ass muscles pulling the buttplug in as far as it could possibly go. Matt leaned over and started to kiss me hard on the mouth. “Can’t wait to fuck you up some more and watch the rest of the guys in here use your pussy. You want that, Adam?” I grinned like a lunatic, nodded and said “I want it so bad, Matt. Please. Put your cock inside me.” Matt laughed and said “soon, boy. Don’t worry your hole is going to be dripping cum.” He reached over to the small pouch and pulled out a pill bottle, handing yellow pills to both Ben and Josh and took one himself. He popped the pill in his mouth and took a swig of water from a bottle on the table, handing the bottle to the others. They both laughed and swallowed the pill, stroking their cocks so they got hard. “Take that boner pill, guys. Let’s get this pig some loads. What do you say?” With that, Matt opened the door so people in the hallway could see my big hairy ass in the sling. The sling faced the doorway, so if you were in it, everyone could see when they walked by. I kept reaching down to push the plug further into my ass with my right hand, absently playing with my nipples with the left. Ben and Josh were making out on the bed, while Matt watched both of them and me, slowly stroking his huge, uncut cock. After a few minutes of relaxing and getting into our slams, I noticed a couple of men skittishly walking past the door. Then a man barely covering his crotch with the tiny bathhouse towel looked in and grinned. He was a tall muscular man, covered in dark hair with a buzz cut and a trim beard. I wanted him inside me more than anything I’d ever wanted before. “You boys got this faggot fucked up.” He could see a tiny drop of blood in the crook of my arm. “Playing darts? Naughty, naughty.” Matt laughed and said “You’re just mad because you didn’t get to watch me slam him into the stratosphere.” He laughed and said “you’re right about that. How many loads are in his cunt now?” “I dunno, seven or eight. Our dad fucked him earlier at our apartment.” “Wait. What? Your Dad? FUUUUUUCK that’s hot.” Matt laughed and said “we get that a lot. That’s my brother Josh over there and his boyfriend Ben.” Josh looked up from sucking Ben’s cock with lust in his eyes. “Hey man, you’re fucking hot. Take off that damn towel. Wanna see your cock.” The guy walked into the room and removed the towel to show off a very thick, uncut cock that was held in place by a thick metal ball stretcher and had a thick ring going through the head of his cock. Josh whistled and said “that’s gonna look good buried in his fagdump. You wanna be his first bathhouse load? He’s never been here before. We thought we should show him an extra good time.” The guy laughed and said “sure, that sounds like a good plan. If we’re lucky I got 3-4 loads in me. I’m Pete.” Matt stood up and grabbed Pete by the neck and kissed him deeply. “Nice to meet ya, I’m Matt and the pig is….well, he’s a fag. Basically just a hole. You can call him faggot or cunt.” For some reason, the way they were talking about me like I wasn’t in the room really turned me on, but my cock was shriveled up to nothing. If I wasn’t high I would be rock hard, but I was spun out of my head, and only wanted Pete’s dick (and every dick on the earth) inside me. I moaned and said “come on, man, stick your cock in my hole. I need more!” Matt laughed and said “see? He’s just a fucking fag hole. Go ahead and fuck him. Be sure to give him your load if you wanna shoot. All loads in his cunt.” Pete smiled and said “deal.” He walked over to the sling and touched the plug in my hole which made me moan loudly. “Damn this fag sure is noisy. Why don’t one of you plug his mouth cunt while I unplug his ass.” Matt stood up and slapped my face hard a couple times before he put his thick, floppy surfer dude cock in my mouth. I was in heaven. It quickly got fully hard but his foreskin still had some ass juice, jizz and piss under it which I greedily slurped. Suddenly, Pete grabbed the plug in my ass and yanked it out, dropping it on the table next to the sling. I gasped at the sudden emptiness in my ass and started to moan again, which caused Pete to slap my face this time. “Shut the fuck up, faggot. You want this cock?” “Yes sir! Please sir! Please breed my pussy!” All four of them laughed and Pete said “good little fagdump.” He spit in his hand, and lubed up his fat cock and quickly sank the entire length of it into my asshole. I moaned loudly as he buried his cock inside me. Ben and Josh were watching Matt and Pete use my holes, playing with each other’s cocks while three other men were standing in the doorway touching their cocks under their towels. I sure hoped they were going to wait their turns and use my holes.

Word had been spreading about me in my town but thankfully my identity had been kept secret. I had started secretly giving blowjobs and getting fucked through the hidden gloryhole in our bathroom at the local mall. It first started with one or two times but it grew into more. Being 18 and a freshman in college I felt out of place among all the upperclassmen. I also felt out of place among the other freshmen as well. Growing up my red hair and smallish frame got me picked on so i didn't make friends easily so i mostly kept to myself. Knowing I was gay and saw how the world looked ay the gay community just made me stay to myself even more but it didn't stop me from wanting to glance at the older guys in the gym showers and in the locker room. A few times I got caught looking but it was passed on just by a young guy wanting to see what an older guy looks like. From what I learned from what I saw in porn I have been using anything I can to re-create everything I had been seeing. I started using my hairbrush handle and when I felt I was ready for more I started looking for bigger things to put up my ass. I found a porn shop that had been far enough away from my college so I wouldn’t be noticed and found a few sizes that would do great things to my ass and make me ready for real cocks. When I felt I was ready, that's when I started leaving notes in parts of the school that only guys would see and told them that there is a time and place if they wanted to have a private release during the day. I had two free periods during the school day that were meant for studying but since I already had as much work as I could do I used those periods waiting in the bathroom stall for anyone who saw my notes and wanted to have some fun. The stall next to me opened up and I waited hoping this was the first of many to show up. Sure enough there were two soft knocks on the wall like I asked so it wouldn't be heard and I was excited for this. I lifted the panel keeping the hole hidden and as soon as I did there was an enormous cock with a thick head at the end. I had to be at least twelve inches long and six inches thick with a thick bush of black pubes. I licked my lips in wanting but then i saw written on the tip ass only no suck. I was upset that i couldn't taste it but i was more than happy to spread my cheeks and set myself on what was offered to me. I could hear the softest groan coming from the stall and knew this was going to be fun. The rhythm picked up as I got more and more used to his length and girth making it much harder to stay quiet for the both of us. The guy I guess heard me whimper louder and louder with him going faster making his balls slap loudly on my ass. We had to stop when we heard someone walk into the stall on the other side of mine. In fear I could feel the guy starting to pull out of me without filling my ass with his cum until we both heard the double knock on the wall and I began to feel him push back in. I lifted the second panel and there was a cock that wasn't as long as the one that was pumping into my poop chute but was thicker. Thankfully on the tip of this new member was written suck and swallow. I opened my mouth as much as i could and took as much down my throat. With all my practice at home with various objects I was able to take the whole thing without any issue thanks to not having a gag reflex. Whoever had their cock in my throat was loving it because he moaned loudly when I took the whole thing on my first try. I sat there as this guy fucked my throat without any mercy as the did the guy fucking my ass. Being pounded at both ends felt more amazing than everything I have ever experienced in my life. I couldn't think of any better way to lose my virginity than having two guys at once taking it on each side for the first time. I could feel it when both of these hung stallions were getting close to filling me up with their mature seed. I pushed back to make sure that the guy fucking me was as far inside of my ass to unload everything into it without wasting a drop as well as the guy i was sucking so i could swallow everything offered to me. The school bell rang signaling the first of my free periods were over and They slammed into me at the same time making me moan so much it brought them both overboard. I felt both cocks expand so much and unload everything into my body. I kept up my swallowing so I didn't lose any of the cum being poured into my throat. When both guys were finished and pulled out I set the toilet paper panel back down so neither of them had a chance to look in and see me. The guy who fucked me was the first to leave and shortly after that the guy i was sucking left too leaving me in my sex haze and i took the time to finger out the cum leaking from my un virgined and leaking hole to taste it. Once I ate all the cum from my hole I was hungry for more and felt empty without another cock inside of me. Once the warning bell went on signaling that everyone was supposed to be in class that's when i heard the double knocking coming from the stall that the guy who fucked me had just vacated so i was excited to know what was coming up next.

I was joking that the post read as if the whole horse had been inserted. As to dildos in the form of an equine phallus, I actually have a very nice one from Mr. Hankey’s that I force up my cunt as part of my regular training regimen. It’s 11.5” long and 3.5” in diameter at the base, and I take every millimeter of it. But as filling as it is, bear in mind that that’s roughly half the size of an actual equine penis when not erect. When erect, a stallion can be up to 20” long (and that’s just the part available to penetrate) and up to a maximum of 5” in diameter. Add to this the huge glans flare, which when erect can become too large for a mare to expel. And too large for any ass to safely accommodate, especially when propelled by thighs with enough power to run a derby.

So this all went down the 29th into the 30th of Aug. It started simple enough Horny for some cock and cum, now I'm cruising the apps trying to get fucked after work. I find a bottom guy near me that said he would be down to breed me and ends up fucking me at my work past close, he had an good cock to and he also had me drink some of his warm piss straight from the tap which was hot. After that I was at home still horny back on the apps looking for someone to host, I ended up getting messaged on sniffies by a young black bull with a big ass cock, at least 10 inches. I replied right away like the faggot bottom I am, seeing his cock in the photo's made my mouth water that much more. my next question to him was would he breed me. He said "That's the only way I fuck white faggots" He demanded I bring my fag hole over for him to use all morning. I asked a couple more questions, then he sent his address. After that I was hooked line and sinker. A few minutes later and I was sending the message "On my way" Not all that nervous I showed up at his aprt building, he said to text again when I was at the outside door because he would need to let me in. I texted an got a reply "Here I come" I waited a second and the door swung open. We went up to his aprt, from there the real fun started because he said to bring everything I had and I did toy's etc.. etc. After we got inside I started stripping down to only my jock like a good faggot, after I was naked and exposed he ordered me to get my lips around his big dick. I wasted no time in doing so, after servicing his ever growing cock for a few minutes he starts forcing it all the way down my throat telling me what a good faggot I am. How he wants to fuck me for hours and Knock my slut hole up. After a few more minutes of my throat being dominated by this hot bull, he told me to get my face in the mattress and my ass in the air and not to move. He then laid his now hard 10 inch thick ass cock across my hole and spit a few times, not much lube but I didn't care I was in fag heaven. Soon I felt his huge manhood enter my already fucked open fag hole from the bottom earlier that night. It must have been 6am by now as this bull is now fucking my lose cum filled hole with full strokes, he takes his time pulling all the way out and sending his cock thrusting back in to the hilt. I moaned but all he said was "shut up faggot and take this superior black cock" I shut my mouth and stopped moaning only able to breath heavily into the mattress as he rammed his cock in and out of my loose hole. This went on for at least an hour or two then his roommate got home. His roommate was a bottom to and must have been upset because we ended up leaving and going to another friend of his, they both fucked me taking turns for another 2 hours or so. His friend was also black but vers with a very nice thick cock that ended up breeding me not long into him fucking me. It was like 9am or 10am at this point and I still wanted that cock abusing my hole. We drove around a bit and decided to go back to his place, When we got there of course his bottom roommate was still upset and just wanted me to leave. He didn't want to be like that so he grabbed a few of his things and said lets go. At this point we both still wanted his cock fucking my faggot hole, I even sucked him a little bit right in front of his building in my car. I got the idea we could get a room at the bath house where he could use me there for up to another 5 hours. So I paid for a room, both our passes and a locker for him. we got back there and he went straight back to "face down ass up faggot" "get ready to take this black cock again in that white pussy" the rough fucking of my loose abused hole began once again. hours of him opening my fag hole over and over again. It is probably around 3pm or so now. So I decided I had to get going and dropped him off at another friends after leaving the bath house. Before I actually went home I had to check the apps again as I lot of guys in the city were hitting my apps up, I checked grindr again and there was another hot Dom black bull wanting to breed me saying he would host at the bath house which I had just left. I the faggot I am could not resist and headed back the the bath house to get fucked and bred one more time. It was probably 5 or so after this Dom bull was finished off inside my now dripping hole, I had been getting my faggot pussy hole fucked and seeded for around 19 hours and loved every second of it taking all in all about 7 loads from multiple top bulls and a bottom.

This is an illusion. There is no muscular structure at the junction of the rectum and the sigmoid colon that can be consciously manipulated, and in fact the “ring” is not a true sphincter at all, but considered a sort of ‘pseudosphincter’ of soft (involuntary) muscle tissue that reacts on impulse to regulate the forward movement of matter into the rectum for elimination. What a Top may feel, I suspect, is instead a general compression or relaxation caused by a conscious manipulation of the muscles of the bottom’s pelvic floor, especially if he has trained himself with that flexibility. But no one can squeeze anything with his actual second ring - there’s nothing there to squeeze with.

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.

Fuck, I need using like this!

Be careful. Being a cumdump is….addictive! 😜 Would post some vids and pics on here but this site can’t seem to accept anything bigger than a thumbnail. See my Twitter for clips from the meet (@sleazebot_uk)

Fuk hell yes... Problem I can't find anyone who likes to be hurt and I mean hurt

For me the initial piercing wasnt't painful at all as wasn't stretching the hole afterwards. Now I've got a Reverse PA... the healing time has been a bit longer and stretching has been more painful than with the PA, but its worth it. I definitely don't want to miss my ring anymore.

Love all cock piercings, not just PA's 😜

Chapter 16- Prom Night, Part 3 The only sound in the dim motel room was the heavy breathing of two teenage boys. Brian slowly pulled his dick out of Jake’s cummy ass. As he fell over onto his back next to his boyfriend, his semi-hard cock made an audible slapping noise as it bounced off his body in the otherwise quiet room. Brian was physically exhausted and could barely catch his breath. It was like the nervous feeling resulting from what he just done had knocked the air out of him. Neither boy said anything. The sense of sadistic power that had come over Brian just a few moments before was quickly wearing off, being replaced by feelings of guilt and dread. Brian hated himself in that moment; once again he had done something so reckless, so deplorable to the boy who he had fallen deeply in love with. He kept searching for words, and he just couldn’t find any. “Jake…” Brian said meekly. Jake didn’t respond immediately. Brian hesitated. Before another word could be said, Jake got up from the bed and walked naked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door. With his mind hurricane of emotions, Brian couldn’t grasp how long Jake had been in the bathroom. Had it been just two minutes, or twenty, or an hour. Brian kept searching for what to say. “Sorry” felt too small. “Forgive me” felt like it had been said too many times in this relationship already. More than anything, Brian wanted to say “Do you hate me now? ‘Cause I hate myself for what just happened.” It had been a really long day already for both of them. All of the stress of preparing for prom, and then getting there and coming out to the world. Not to mention the dancing, some booze, the intense sex. You would have thought Brian would be wide awake as he processed these feelings, but lying their alone, in the dark motel room, the exhaustion caught up to him and he started to doze off. …. Jake locked the door behind him as he went into the bathroom. He leaned on the short vanity to keep himself upright, his wrestler’s arms flexing in the mirror as he leaned into the reflection, seemingly looking for that version of himself to advise him on how he should feel right now. He loved Brian. He had forgiven him for cheating on him, and for allowing himself to get pozzed. No- for seeking it out and doing it intentionally. He had gotten past all of that. But now he was worried he had made a mistake. When he thought about what might come next- being infected with HIV, he thought he was going to be sick. He got down on his knees in front of the toilet, naked and still covered in sweat. He could feel some of Brian’s toxic cum slowly oozing out him in that stance, but after a moment and some reassurance that he wasn’t going to vomit, at least not immediately, he sat down on the floor, back against the wall. He put his head into his hands and closed his eyes. He searched his mind for emotions, and yet they were hard to make out. He was having a lot of trouble deciding if he was pissed at Brian or not, and how worried he actually even was, if at all. His toughts flashed between anger, longing, acceptance, hatred, relief. He started breathing in and out slowly, trying to calm himself down. He began to search harder for how he felt. Finally, he made a decision about how to move forward. …. Brian woke up with one of Jake’s strong hands around his skinny neck, his body straddled over Brian’s. He had a split second of panic flash across his eyes, but then realized where Jake’s other hand was- gripping Brian’s cock tightly, jerking it back into shape. Brian laid there, prone and on his back. There was just enough light coming in from the parking lot for him to look Jake deep in the eyes and try to determine what clues they could give him. He couldn’t quite interpret what he was seeing, but his best guess was… lust? Jake quickly got Brian’s cock hard again, and guided the tip of it back to his still cummy hole. As soon as he got it lined up, he impaled himself back on his boyfriend’s toxic dick. This was not a gentle fucking- Jake was proving he could be a great power bottom if he wanted to. He kept one hand locked around Brian’s neck, and moved the now-free hand to Brian’s abdomen, pushing down hard to give himself needed balance as he forcefully slid up and down Brian’s shaft. Brian was content to let Jake use him in this moment. The scene was intensely hot, but Brian was now becoming overcome by different emotions than before- relief being primary among them, but also hesitation. He worried about if Jake was thinking straight; Brian had a hard time wrapping his head around the idea that Jake could maybe be feeling that unexplainable desire to get pozzed up that he had had. But he was in no position to stop Jake now, so he lie on the bed, limp except for the rock hard cock that was getting vice gripped by his boyfriend’s tight hole each time he slammed back down onto it balls deep. Neither one of them said a word as Jake continued riding Brian’s cock. Having cum not too longer before, Brian was lasting an impressively long time, and Jake had discovered the perfect position for making Brian’s 7.5in cock hit his prostate. He was feeling an intense sensation with every movement on Brian’s dick. Nothing in his life had ever felt this good. The bed was rocking hard and squeaking loudly now as the varsity wrestler pinned his nerdy boyfriend down and took him for a ride. Eventually Brian lifted his legs, planted his feet on the bed, and started thrusting his hips up into Jake, creating an even better angle for his long cock to reach new depths. When Jake first met Brian’s up-thrust with a down-thrust of his own and felt the pleasure rocket through him even more intensely, his cock erupted all over Brian’s stomach, chest and face. That caused a chain reaction as Brian’s balls released another big load of toxic cum deep inside of Jake. Jake removed his hand from Brian’s neck, lifted himself up off of his cock, and laid down next to Brian. He pulled Brian over on top of him, his cum now squishing between their hard torsos as their bodies pressed together. He wrapped his arms around Brian and gave him a deep kiss, and then said “I love you”. “I love you too, and I’m so sorry” Brian replied. “It’s okay” Jake followed up quickly. They made out for a while longer before collapsing in utter exhaustion onto the bed, holding each other close as they fought to keep their eyes open and locked on each other. Jake fell asleep quickly, but this time Brian wasn’t counting sheep just yet. He admired Jake’s sweaty and cum-covered body, his disheveled hair, his gorgeous toned muscles and cute boy-like face. He knew he was the luckiest guy in the world, and there was no way he deserved this. Eventually Brian got up to go to the bathroom. He closed the door and looked at himself up and down in the mirror, before realizing there was what appeared to be a small amount of drying blood on his cock. And then he looked down at the sink. Jake had known they were going to spend the night here, so of course he had brought a toothbrush. But this one was sitting on the side of the sink- bristles soaked red with blood. …. After a long time gathering his thoughts and emotions, Jake had made a decision before he left that bathroom earlier- he wasn’t going to leave this motel room neg.

The initial piercing is done typically with a 10 gauge needle. After the initial piercing and healing time there is no pain associated with a PA. For tops a PA gives extra stimaltion while fucking and for the bottom the ring gives sensation inside adding to the pleasure. I love mine and love getting fucked be one.

honestly there is no substitute for having a few guys willing to work your hole with big dildos and their fists/forearms. obviously a large group of sisters works best but if you can just get 3-5 guys t take turns fisting you your hole will just swallow those hands. the first time I took a guys whole forearm it was just me, 5 guys and a sling. plus that way they can get pics of the gape as well as those fists shoved up your fuckhole.

Then the picture pixelated and faded so show a lad kneeling on a bed, arse up as I watched a massive cock slide into the boys arse, the kids hole looked like it was spread to the limit, I recognised the voice “that’s a good boy!”, “in and out we go”, christ!!! I was watching a boy being barebacked by the man I was going to meet! However I was licking my lips and playing with my cock turned on as hell as I got another message: “like that son?” My response was instant “daddy, yes I do” “from your choice of depraved porn I thought you might, you boozing and getting high son?” I nodded as if he was there sending a message “Charlie and vodka daddy”. “hehehe good boy, daddy loves partying boys, from the smell of weed and beer on your earlier I thought you would” Completely entranced and nodding/grinning like an idiot in my room “I do daddy” The reply was a few minutes coming: “I fucking love that you do, Daddy loves to booze and partying too , and I know em all (wink) see you at eight, don’t be late” xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I stood outside the entrance of the lido feeling like the entire world was looking at me, though it was still summer it was at the end of the season and whilst still warm it was pretty dark, I have to admit that in the dark light and the low glow of the lights outside the lido also with the big trees and bushes it was decidedly creepy. I felt like I stood out like a sore thumb dressed in white shorts and vest top, little briefs on underneath and my feet in flipflops, I used the last of my Charlie and thought about leaving as I heard footsteps, in the half light he looked like some kind of Neanderthal beast coming for me, he looked bigger and more menacing than he did earlier in the daylight, i felt a bit scared but excited. He grinned “good to see you son”, he caressed my arse nuzzling my neck “I’ve been thinking about you all day baby”, I blushed kissing his cheek “me about you too Daddy”, his hand went inside my shorts and briefs his finger rubbing in my crack at my hole “dads been watching your videos again and thinking about your little boy arse”, I moaned against his bulk “You like it when boys get controlled and used by men don’t you boy?”, I nodded my head against his chest breathing shallow, “yes” He pulled his hand out of my shorts and then a few moments later he pushed his hand back in, this time pushing my shorts and briefs down over my arse dropping the to the floor, leaving me exposed, with one arm he held me firm as his other was on my arse. His finger worked into my hole, there was a burning warmth and a tingling as his finger pushed deeper, I squirmed surprised “what’s that?”, he kept his finger in my arse and held me firm “just something to get you a bit partied up boy”, I pushed against him a bit “I.. I.. I don’t think I like it”, he chuckled as his pulled his finger out and then a few moments later his finger was back up me with more burning and tingling as he finger fucked me. Holding me firm, his mouth against mine suffocating any noise from me. Soon the burning subsided and the tingling turned into something entirely pleasurable, in fact I felt as horny as I’d ever felt before, a pure hunger, I returned his kisses as he ripped my top off leaving me naked as the day I was born, he threw me over his shoulder and carried me to his car, his fingers up my bum, my arse muscles were clamping against his fingers up my arse, “such a hungry little virgin pussy, don’t worry you’ll be earning as you learn” and then laughing "that's how I'll pay your way through university baby, with your body, mouth and your boi pussy, and don't worry, you just be a good boy and Daddy will take care of his boy", he chuckled as he threw me into the back seat of his car.

Chapter 6 - Virginity Lost His dick now soft, Adam finally rolled off of Brian and onto his back next to him. Laying in that bed, his own cum smeared all over his chest and stomach, while Adam’s toxic seed was beginning to seep out of newly destroyed asshole, Brian appeared still, but his mind was racing in a million different directions at one time. The two primary emotions fighting for space in his head were pride and fear. At first, fear took over. Even though he had, in the moment, decided to go with it as Adam made clear he was going to cum in him, whether he liked it or not, Brian had not come to that house having made a decision to get pozzed. He had, of course, only agreed to it after learning that it was unlikely he’d get infected… if the other guy was undetectable, which Brian had just assumed he was. His mind quickly darted to his parents and what they’d do he told them he had HIV. Being gay was one thing, and he wasn’t ashamed of it, because he now knew it was who he was. But getting pozzed was something he did; this one was a choice. And it was definitely going to he harder to explain. Brian also thought about Jake in that moment. He hadn’t quite realized yet how much he was longing to be with him. Ever since that first night where he jerked off to the thought of his classmate, Brian found himself more and more taken by him. And, Jake didn’t have a girlfriend, something Brian was keeping close tabs on. Obviously that didn’t really mean anything, but for a high school senior as hot as Jake not to be the subject of at least some girl-related drama was stoking Brian’s suspicions that maybe he too was gay, and maybe it could actually happen. But now, Brian felt that getting pozzed might mean he just lost Jake too. After catching his breath for a few minutes and fighting the whirlwind of emotions, Brian sat up and swung his legs off the side of the bed, not sure what he was doing or where he was going. So, he put his head in his hands, and he could feel he was starting to cry, not for any particular reason, but all of those conflicting emotions were just trickling out now as tears. His crying was soft, and Adam probably didn’t even notice, but he did see Brian with his head down. He rolled over closer to him, ran his hand slowly down his spine, and asked “How are you feeling?” “I…I don’t know” “You said thanks…” “I know…I…I don’t know” Adam may have just finished doing a pretty shitty thing to this virgin twink who was just starting to get his gay legs under him, but he wasn’t a sadistic person necessarily. He knew Brian thought he wasn’t going to get pozzed, but Adam loved gifting, had been off meds for about a month, and had decided he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to poz a high school virgin. So, while he didn’t regret what he had done, he wanted Brian to feel good about it. “Why don’t you hop in the shower and clean up?” he offered. Brian wasn’t sure if Adam planned to join him in the shower, or if he planned to kick him out after he cleaned his cum off of him, but he didn’t have enough space in his head to figure it out, so he let out a week “okay” and picked himself off the bed. Adam marveled at what he could see in front of him. Brian’s still semi-hard cock hanging off his thin body that was glistening with cum and sweat. As Brian stood still for a moment after getting up, clearly realizing his ass hurt, he could see some of his cum starting to flow out of his used hole. It was a shame, but he could sense he needed to give the boy some space. Brian winced as he started making his way towards the bathroom. He had dreamed so much about the feeling of a cock inside him that walking around with a recently opened hole, reminding him that he had finally accomplished that goal, was actually making him feel better. And, he was getting to experience was it felt like to have cum drip down his legs, one of the things he always thought was particularly hot when he read about it. For a mostly smooth twink, his legs were the only part of his body with a bit of soft fuzzy hair, and he could feel his balls stirring as Adam’s cum slowly rolled down the inside of them. By the time he was in the hot shower, he was feeling better. He was still shaking, though it was different now than it was as he was driving over. He was consciously nervous about the consequences of what he had just done, but even just the walk to the bathroom and now the rinsing of his cum off of himself in another man’s shower was kicking his teenage lust back in to gear, and that second emotion, pride, began to gain the upper hand in his mind. He felt hot. Really hot, and proud of himself. He was a shy 18 year old, and yet he had driven in to Boston to meet up with a 52 year old who he let take his virginity. HE had done that. It wasn’t done to him; Brian had made the choice to have sex, to lose his virginity, to make the questionable decisions in pursuit of cock. He felt how he had wanted to feel- that if tomorrow wasn’t Saturday, he would would stride in to school the next morning smirking, with a particular swagger, knowing he had done something sexier than anyone else in school probably ever had, even if he was never going to tell them about it. Quickly enough, his cock began to stir again, and while the feelings of guilt and nervousness didn’t go away, they were firmly in the passenger seat now. He got out of the shower, dried himself off, and opened the door back into Adam’s master bedroom to find he wasn’t there. He could hear commotion in the kitchen. He initially went to pick up his clothes, but then he figured he didn’t really need them, and he walked out to the rest of the house to find Adam, who was sitting in his gym shorts at the kitchen island. “Hey kid” Adam said cheerfully. Brian chuckled, “hey old man.” “Rude.” Adam replied playfully. “I’m kinda surprised you haven’t run out of here yet.” “I’m kinda surprised too.” “How you feel?” “Umm, kinda hard to say. Like, I’ve never felt sexier, but I still can’t believe you pozzed me.” Adam smirked. Again, while he wanted Brian to feel good, he didn’t feel bad about what he’d done, at all. “That might be why you feel so sexy.” “Maybe, but obviously I’m a little concerned.” “Don’t worry about it now. Plus, you did your research, you know it won’t kill you. Here, want a beer?” Adam had already started in on a Sam Adams when Brian was in the shower, and he went to open the fridge to get the boy one. “Thanks, but I don’t like beer.” “Hah, you’re such a teenager. I’m gonna guess you haven’t drank enough to learn to like it yet.” “But I’ll take a shot of that Absolut” “Ooh, like the hard stuff huh?” “Not really, just know I can get it down quick and it calms my nerves.” Adam poured Brian a couple fingers worth into a rocks glass and slid it over to him. He quickly picked up the glass and downed it. There was a little more than he had expected in the glass, so he coughed a bit, but managed to mostly get it down without looking too much like a child. “Take another” Adam said as he poured more vodka into the glass, and Brian repeated the same motion. Being the shy kid he was, Brian hadn’t ever really drank much before. He got drunk once with a couple friends while playing dungeons and dragons, and had snuck a couple shots at home a few time to rebel or relax, but he still didn’t have any tolerance for alcohol. So those two quick drinks went to his head, fast. He turned around to look at the TV as laughter caught his attention. Adam had never turned the TV off. James Corden had replaced Colbert, and he was doing a carpool karaoke with Tom Holland, who Brian had a major crush on. As the vodka started to work its magic, he stood and watched the two Brits being ridiculous for a moment before walking the short distance from the kitchen into Adam’s living room. He then leaned over the back of the sofa, legs crossed with one foot on top of the other and ass out, as he watched. Adam’s face lit up with a big smile. He could not resist Brian’s exposed ass now. He had been trying to give him space, but as Brian swayedwith the music while bent over the couch, Adam’s cock hardened again in a hurry. Even he was impressed that he had rebounded that quickly, so he hopped up and walked over behind Brian, dropping his shorts along the way. He grabbed Brian’s hips, telling him “you can’t just lean over like that and not expect me to fuck you again.” “What makes you think I didn’t expect it?” Brian replied. He turned back for a moment to look at Adam with a wicked smile across his face. The vodka was really kicking in now, and Brian’s inhibitions were gone. He wanted it again, and he uncrossed his legs and stuck out his ass as an invitation. Adam didn’t waste any time. His cock finished hardening instantly when he rubbed it against Brian’s soft skin, and this time using his own cum as lube, drove it into Brian’s asshole balls deep in one swift lunge. Brian yelled loudly in pain as he was invaded by Adam’s poz cock again, this time without any pretense of letting him get used to it. Adam’s couch had a low back, so it was perfect for pushing Brian down by his back in to an almost 90 degree angle and beginning to jackhammer him with his 8 inch cock. As opposed to the first time, in a bed, looking each other in the eyes, being asked if he was ready, Brian really felt now like he was just getting used as a fuck toy. He basically had no leverage, bent over as he was, and he was clearly impaired already by the vodka, so he just closed his eyes and gave himself over Adam’s ruthless pounding. There was no headboard this time to slam in to the wall, but Brian’s yelps each time Adam drove into him were probably making just as much noise. He was loving feeling this way, powerless. Adam fucked Brian ruthlessly over his couch, working up a sweat as he held Brian down and slid his cock in and out. Eventually he was tired of being bent over the boy, so he pulled out for a moment and pulled Brian up. He continued to hold him by the waist and directed him up against the wall. This was one of Adam’s favorites. He put his arm around Brian’s upper chest and bent him back he drove into his ass again, Brian’s minuscule triceps flexing as he pushed against the wall so that he wouldn’t get thrown into it. “You ready for another poz load in you kid?” Brian was silent, continuing the guttural noises of being fucked as Adam drilled in to him again and again. He could feel his asshole getting forced open even more in this new angle, and it was driving him crazy with both pain and pleasure, though this time was far more on the pleasurable side than the first fuck. Adam didn’t say anything after that. They just continued fucking up against the wall without words until Adam, with no notice, shoved his cock so far into Brian that he basically picked him up off the ground, releasing more forceful ropes of poz cum deep into the high school senior’s tight ass. When he pulled out, Brian fell to the ground on his hands and knees. His legs were weak from the hard fucking, and he felt Adam’s cum leaking out of him even more this time. He stayed down, panting, trying to catch his breath, until Adam scooped him by the armpits and walked him over to the couch, falling down onto the cushions and allowing Brian to fall on to him. Adam held him there, his thoroughly used former virgin boy, cum dripping out of him, as they watched the rest of the Late Late Show and both dozed off, thoroughly spent. ***** Brian woke up in a pitch black living room. There must have been a timer on the lights and TV. He craned his neck to look back into the kitchen to see the time on the stove: 3:45am. The vodka had worn off by now, as had the lust. Now, on this couch in the dark, he felt scared again. His mind went from asleep to racing, again questioning why the hell he just let that happen. He had shifted off of Adam as they slept, so he quietly got up and went to the bedroom to grab his clothes. He slid on his boxers and his sneakers, and didn’t even bother with the rest of his clothes; he just picked them up in ball and quietly exited the house and went to his car. He started making his way home, but he could barely keep his thoughts on the road. He pulled over into a strip mall parking lot, turned off the car, and took a deep breath. He had just spent the night getting fucked. By a man. An HIV positive man. Not once, but twice. He loved it, but he hated himself for loving it. He was still turned on, but he was also still scared. Sitting in his car, in the dark, his cock started tingling again. He pulled his boxers off over his sneakers, took it out and started jerking off, basically naked in this strange parking lot lit up yellow by old street lights. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this there, but what the hell, he had just done something even “worse”. He got his 7.5 inch cut cock nice and hard and thought back to himself begging Adam to poz him, jerking furiously, until he grunted, thrust his hips up off the seat, and sprayed five big ropes of cum up on to his chest, some even landing on his shoulders. He wondered if the cum all over him was toxic. He kept his boxers off, turned the Jeep back on, and drove home, naked and covered in cum.

Part 2 I avoided my friend for a few days after that night until the weekend my roommate went away with his boyfriend. I was lying in bed with my morning wood when there was a knock at the door. I opened the door without even asking who was there. It was my friend from the other night all by himself with me standing there only in a pair of boxers and my morning wood pointing his way. For some strange reason I didn’t go soft but seemed to grow harder as thoughts of that night from the previous weekend seemed to flow through my mind. My friend reached down and grabbed my hard cock letting me know that he was glad to see that I was excited to see him. A slight moan escaped through my lips as he walked in telling me to shut the door. He had his ‘pipe’ with him and I needed no coaxing to smoke with him. Soon enough we were feeling really good as we kissed. He said I had a couple more lessons and he was my private tutor. I wasn’t sure what he meant until he pushed my head into his crotch telling me it was time to learn to suck dick. The drugs had me going as I opened my mouth and he slid his 8” cock inside. He coached me about breathing through my nose as I attempted to do the best I could at sucking him. Of course through all this I found my own cock hard and throbbing. He whispered to me that if I gave him a good blow job he’d let me fuck him as he fucked me the week before. The idea of experiencing what it would be like to fuck a guy and compare that t fucking a chick. I did my best to work his rod with my mouth and tongue. My bud began to run his hands through my hair as I heard his breathing begin to quicken and his cock seemed to grow harder in my mouth. I knew he was going to blow his load and wasn’t sure I was ready to swallow another guys sperm until he said fuck yeah, you know you want to swallow my cum, yeah bro suck my cock, eat my cum. He then fired into my mouth as I was shocked at first until I got a really good taste of his spunk. It was kind of sweet with a slight salty taste, tangy in a way. I then hungrily sucked for all I could get out of his cock. When he pulled his softening cock from my hungry mouth I looked up at him and knew it was time to fuck him. We hit the pipe a few more times and he taught me how to shotgun the smoke to each other before laying back, grabbing some lube and greasing up my hard cock and his hole. He guided me between his legs as I needed no help guiding my cock to his hungry hole. He urged me to sink in balls deep in a single thrust. The look in his eyes was pure lust as he urged me to fuck him and breed his ass. His ass was nice, warm and tighter than any pussy I ever fucked. He knew what I was thinking as he urged me on telling me to enjoy my first ass. I could feel him work his ass muscles, making note to do the same the next time he was to fuck me……..OH MY GOD! DID I REALLY WANT TO GET FUCKED AGAIN?? Between the warmth, the tightness and how he worked his ass it didn’t take long before I was really pounding his hole and getting close to cumming. He told me to breed his ass just before kissed me, That’s when I felt a strong orgasm start and I flooded his ass with my load.

More than a couple people have posted similar things on here, and my thoughts have always been the same. Its really not worth taking such a step for one man. Just because you are unhappy in your marriage does not mean you cant come out and live openly as a gay man without becoming HIV+. Further, you have no idea if this relationship would last either. If it doesn't you are stuck with HIV, and without the man you thought you loved. I know this is a boring "yawn" answer for the people on here that are chasers and such, but its simple reality.