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My name is Luke, I’m 18, and currently a senior in highschool. I’m 5’11 and pretty well proportioned I’d say, skinny but still slightly muscular. I’d like to get more built and work on my muscle mass but as much as I seem to try and I can’t gain much more. More on that later though, i also have a very attractive face and the trail of broken hearts and pussies to prove it. Now I’m no heartbreaker but I did cheat a couple time and I’ve also been told my dick is too big to handle for the few girls who I could convince to try sucking it. It’s only about 8 & 1/2 inches but it is a good thickness, I’m not super sure what’s the average size cause I’ve only seen bits and pieces of flaccid or hard cock in the locker rooms. I never intentionally grab a peak since that’s kinda gay, but it happens cause eyes wander and that’s only human nature. But I’ve heard that I have a pretty huge cock compared to my classmates, though flaccid we all kinda look the same size so I have to take girls’ word for it. So there is this one guy, a football player named Zach, who rumors say also has big a cock like mine and I’ve been trying to catch him with and accidental hard on just to size up the competition but no luck yet. Anyways, I bring up Zach because there is this cute girl, Penny, who is known to put out and since she just broke things off with Zach I know she’s available and can take my big cock. Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds. Now I’m just sitting in the back of math class for the last few minutes aching for the bell ring so I can go catch myself a new side piece and hopefully get laid. I am a virgin unfortunately but I’m hoping Penny will change that. I grabbed her some stuff as a present, some candy and a soda plus some make up, maybe that’ll help persuade her. Finally after the bell rings I rush to the main hallway on the back of the building cause I know that’s where exits the school usually and today was no different. “Hey Penny,” I said getting her attention and she came up to me. “What’s up Luke?” She replied. I dug her presents out of my bag and handed them to her, “These are all for you.” “For me? Thank you, but what did I do to deserve this?” She asked as I zipped up my back pack and put it on. “Well I was hoping you would meet me at Pep’s for dinner sometime this week?” She flashed me her cute little smile. Pep’s is one our local Pizza restaurants, one of the better ones. “Can I get back to you tomorrow? I have a test I need to study for tomorrow and it’s all I can think about.” She put her hand on my arm as she asked and I immediately started to chub up, thankfully I wore tight boxer briefs today instead of boxers. “No problem cutie -“ She cut me off as she started to walk away, “Sweet, I’ll see you tomorrow then!” And with that she was gone, I watched her butt pressing against her skirt as she walked away. Alright I guess since I have no plans this afternoon I should hit the school gym and see if any of my mates are there. When I get there I see Bradley and Connor, two of my basketball teammates. Bradley is blonde with a medium length hair cut and is slightly taller than me and just as fit but with a slightly larger body mass. Same for Conner except he has short black hair, and we all joke about Connor’s bubble butt. Honestly I don’t think mine is very far off from Connor’s, but he prances it around jokingly sometimes in the locker room cause he clearly likes the attention. Me, Bradley, and Connor do a work out routine with a couple sets until it’s about time to go. I filled them in on me asking out Penny as we walk into the locker room, Bradley playfully smacks my ass, “Atta boy!” He says and Connor replies, “She hasn’t even said yes yet bro don’t get too excited.” We all chuckled and then went to shower and change. Now our locker room has a different area for showering on the north and south end of the room. One leads to an open shower area and the other side has private cubicle showers, and guys tend to use either just depending on how busy or shy they are. I generally use the open showers if we’re showering as a team or only with teammates cause they’ve already seen it all, but when the open showers are even slightly preoccupied I like to use the cubicles. But today it was just us 3 in the showers so we kind of naturally drifted towards to group showers. We washed up, dried off, and changed clothes to head home. “Hey get that pussy tomorrow! Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds” Bradley said as they were starting to leave, “Oh shut up Bradley! You’re not wrong but who are you to talk when you are known to swoop in for the rebound, don’t make me count the number of chicks I’ve been with before you!” “I’m just joking,” Bradley said backing off, “Plus maybe they broke up cause she didn’t want to do it with him?” Bradley suggested. “Don’t get his hopes up dude,” Connor said then turned to me, “Just treat her to a nice night even if she doesn’t put out, maybe she needs another date or two, if she even goes out with you that is.” “I know, I know, I know… I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow.” I finish the conversation and we all head our separate ways home but I can’t stop thinking about Penny’s ass against her skirt. Once I get home I go immediately to my room and lock the door, I sit at my desk chair and pull out my aching member. It’s starting to feel full in my hand as I start to pump, the vain on the side pushing up a bit, and the head starts to enlarge. I grab my balls with my other hand and start to massage them, imagine it was Penny’s tongue. I shoot my load onto my shirt right away. I change shirts and head down stairs to see what’s for dinner. My dad just brought home dinner, perfect timing I just blew a load after working out so I was hungry enough to eat a horse. He told me to find me brother and tell him dinner was here. It’s just my brother, dad, and I, my mom walked out on us when I was young due to a drug addiction. We don’t need her though, we’re a happy little family on our own. I go up to my brothers door, across the hall from mine, and knock on it firmly, then yell “Dad’s home with dinner!” “Come in,” I hear faintly from the other side of the door. I open the door and see my sleepy brother leaning up in bed, must’ve taken a nap after work. His brown head having been styled all messy by his nap, and I could’ve sworn there was a faint outline of a hardon but I wasn’t trying to find out. I didn’t mean to peak, big dicks just run in the family, growing up I’ve seen my brother and dad naked a few times. “Hurry up, we’re not gonna wait for you,” I say turning to leave. “What’s for dinner,” he calls after me. I called back, “Fried chicken,” as I headed back down the stairs to the kitchen where I find my dad. My dad is 39, he and my mom had my brother when they were 18, making my brother now 21. My dad was doing well for a single father, if he was stressed he did a good job of never showing it. He was always caring but he was firm when he wanted to be, me and my brother weren’t always the best but we’ve had to grow up faster since our mom walked out of the picture. Tall, with very short but healthy brown hair, broad shoulders and big arms to compliment them, my dad was a construction worker, or at least something like that. I’ve never really cared for the details, but he’s in the sun all day lifting heavy things so he’s gained a bit of muscle and a tan over the years. He also has a short beard, which he trims often because he says he doesn’t like how it feels when it grows out. After we all eat dinner I help clean up and head back up to my room. I debate about jerking out another load but decide against it and hit the hay. The next day went by as normal by I felt like Penny was avoiding me all day so before the last period i knew I had to track her down in-between periods. When I finally found her she was standing outside in the hall during passing period almost like she was waiting for me. She seemed to be in a good mood and she caught me at a good time cause there’s really no one in this corner of the school except for a few classes. “Hey there,” she said shyly. “Hey there-“ she cut me off again. “Hold out your hand, quick!” I did and she placed her wadded up wet panties in my hand. “So hot,” I said brazenly taking a sniff. “I’d like it if you’d put them in your mouth,” she didn’t have to say another word I shoved them in my mouth and savored the flavor, rolling it around in my mouth. I tucked her panties away and we arranged to meet tonight at Peps. “I’ll see you later, we’re gonna have fun!” Little did I know by we, she didn’t mean me. “Oh…” she said as she then gave me a smile that made me weak in the knees, “and wear those panties tonight, if you don’t I’ll know you’re no fun.” She left abruptly after that leaving me dumbfounded, wear her panties? If I do this for her she must be about to do some freaky shit for me! Later that night I arrived at peps like planned, Penny looking cute as hell in the booth alone. When I joined her she gave me a look and I knew what it meant. I flashed her the waistband on the bright red panties I was wearing under my jeans. Felt weird but kinky, I wasn’t completely hating it. After chatting for a bit she suggests we go for a drive so I take her to one of my favorite make out spots but she claims to know a better place so I follow her lead. When we get there I ask if she wants to move to the back seat and she agrees and moves to get out of the car to go around, I’m moving through the inside of the car when I hear the car door opposite of Pennys’ side open. Then I feel a thump on my head and BLack Out I wake up tied to a tree, my ass is so sore, it feels wet too. So does my face now that I think about it. I quickly break free of the loose ties and quickly make my way home. Lucky my car was left alone but Penny was nowhere to be found. I tried calling her, but she only picked up for a second to say “Thanks for such a great night, wear those panties again tomorrow and I promise you a big surprise!” Then she hung up. I don’t know what else to do but start driving home. On the way home my ass starts leaking through my panties and through my pants. (Yes I’m still wearing them what else am I supposed to do) I get home, take a shower, and jump into bed my mind pondering what my surprise could be. It was a surprise alright. Zach was waiting for me to arrive at school, how could I have expected this. Zach approaches me while we’re still in the parking lot. “Yo shithead,” he says trying to intimidate me, “You’re brave showing your face so soon.” I try to respond “Wha-“ but I’m cut off as Zach shoves me to the ground, by now everyone around is watching but no one is helping. “You’ll be lucky if you ever get laid again.” He says towering above me, some of his friends/goon start to show up during all our commotion. “Dude. For real I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I try to explain. He lowers his voice so only we can hear. “I’ll make it real easy for you to understand. No girl is ever gonna want a panty wearing fag.” Then he looks behind me and says, “Isn’t that right babe?” Penny walks up from somewhere behind me. “Not only that babe, but he already sucked your cum off my panties.” My world stopped. Penny was still with Zach, I had been setup. I had put Zach cum in my mouth. I was wearing the panties just like Penny had asked but I thought it would get me into her pants. Now they all know I’m wearing panties and I’m on the ground trying not to cry as I feel my social life slip away. One of Zach’s close friend, Chris, offered his hand to help me up, I took it reluctantly. When he pulled me up he kept me within earshot to hear him whisper “Meet me in the woods behind the bleachers after school.” I never got the chance to respond because Zach started to talk. Zach said they wouldn’t tell anyone as long as I do what they say. Never clarifying what it is he’s gonna have me doing. After that Zach and his goons kind of all looked at each other for a second confirming they did what they came to do, then they filtered out and towards their first class. Leaving me nothing but a puddle of questions and nerves. Surprisingly the day goes by like normal, until the school day ends and I have to go meet Chris, or who knows what he might say. The second he sees me underneath the bleachers he whips his cock out, wasting no time he says, “Suck my dick you panty wearing fag. And take your shirt and pants off.” I was appalled, “No way in hell!” “Fine then I guess you want me to tell everyone what a-“ “Fuck you,” I cut him off knowing I had no choice here. I stripped to only my panties, feeling slightly vulnerable under the bleachers where anyone could come over and see if it were busy. He pushed me to my knees, “It’s not gonna suck itself.” I slowly moved my face towards it, so meaty and I can smell it now. He picks it up and beats it against my face a few times not letting me recoil away. “Open your mouth,” I obey slowly but surely enough as soon as I’m open wide enough I taste my first dick. “Lick it.” I started to move my tongue up and down the shaft. It slowly slides into my mouth and he starts facefucking me. He’s holing my head on his dick as I’m gagging. After a bit he starts to shoot his load down my throat, but let’s me up for air as he’s still shooting so it lands on my face. He rubs it in with his dick. “What do you say whore?” “Fuck you,” I spat. “Bad whore.” He said in a serious tone. He picked up my shorts and shirt and said, “Good luck without these then!” And took off before I could stop him. “Wait!! What am I supposed to do!?” But he was gone and I was alone with a face covered in cum and the only thing I had on was a red pair on panties. Soon Zach stepped under the bleachers, ‘Fucking hell,’ I think to myself, ‘Fuck this guy.’ “On your knees slut.” I had no choice but to comply. He doesn’t waste a second pulling out his massive dick. “You’re already acting like a good little cum whore aren’t you?” “Dude I just want my clothes-“ SMACK! Instantly I felt pain on my face, he had slapped me. “I said you’re acting like a good little cumdump aren’t you?” I only nodded yes quietly, “Speak up whore!” “I’m a good cumdump,” I utter. “Call me sir, and try again.” So I try again, “I’m a good cumdump sir.” He bouncing his dick on my face for a few minutes. I think he just loves the power he has over me right now. “Open your mouth and close your eyes. I’m not gonna tell you twice.” He demands. His dick now almost fully hard I was scared, the rumors were true. His dick looked easily 9-10 inches. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth while mentally preparing for what was to come. But suddenly my face and mouth were getting hit by load after load. He was cumming!! After a few shots in my mouth at the end he simply said, “Swallow slut.” And started to walk away, I swallowed. Then opened my eyes only to see Chris handing Zach a phone and then throwing my clothes towards me. I gather my clothes and leave my pride, as I try to get to a bathroom as quickly as possible. It was out of my hands from then on, I was powerless and didn’t realize just how much this would change my life.

Chapter 10 The Handler asked the married guy if he had even been fucked. The Married guy said “ Tried with a guy once but he blew his load in the condom before he got in him much”. The handler said “ Shame, it is a great feeling “. He moved so that his arms was over the Married guy’s back and was able to hold him in place. He pulled his fingers out of the tight ass and held the cheeks open The Handler thought to himself that he could have got something good offering a NEG virgin ass to someone to break. Guys love to take a cherry ass and wreck it for the first time. The guy that had been sucked by the Kid moved into position behind the bent over Married guy. He slowly rubbed a finger through the ass crack and across the puckered ass. The married guy said “ Oh yes. That feels great, I really need it “. They knew the Meth was taking hold the guy and he was on his way to being a chem slut. Someone heated a glass pipe up and gave it to the Kid who took a big hit. They then offered it to the married guy and he said “ No, I don’t do drugs “. The Handler smirked, he knew that the married guy was already feeling the effects of two big fingers full that were pushed up the soon to be fully deflowered ass of the married guy. The guy that had walked behind the married guy had his cock aimed at the spread cheeks in front of him, He pressed the head of his cock against the opening of the married guys ass and started rubbing it around the opening. The married guy did something that surprised him, he arched up and the great feeling, he didn’t cum out of the Kid’s ass but he wasn’t in much. The Kid feeling that arched even more and pressed back to get the cock in him deeper. The guy that was about to take the married guy’s cherry was enjoying the ass I front of him. His cock was dripping precum like a fountain, that wasn’t unusual for him, He spit on the guy’s ass a couple times to ass some wetness. The married guy was going crazy with the feeling and wanted to cum. The Handler gave a nod to the guy and he pushed in, there was a lot of resistance and the guy back off for a minute. The head of his cock was firmly wedged in the entrance of the married guy and the he then reached around and grabbed the Kids Hips and pulled harder. The married guy was shaking with excitement, unaware of what was coming next. The puckered ring of the married guys ass gave way and the seven inch cock forced it’s was into virgin territory. The Married guy squealed one work “ Shit “! The guy backed off a little then pulled again and went balls deep in the married guy’s once virgin ass. This pushed the married guys cock balls deep n the Kid. The married guy weakly said “ Condom “. No one answered but the guy stared fucking the ass that was now ripped open. The Handled took his arm away from holding the guy down and said “ This is the way it is supposed to be, You bent over taking cock like a true whore “. The pain and pleasure the married guy was feeling had him truly confused. His ass was on fire and getting stretched open like never before, the white pain was intense but exciting at the same time. He wasn’t sure what he was feeling but that deep yearning in his guts was getting what it wanted. The handler knew the guy fucking him would not last long, he was already jerking in the married guy’s ass getting ready to give him a hot potent load. It might not have been a lot, but it was going to be a highly charged load. The Handler reached under the married guy and grabbed his swollen nut sack and started squeezing it. The married guy moaned loudly and stared shooting his five day load in the Kid’s ass. This stared his ass muscles clenching an the guy up his ass stared unloading his cum into the freshly de-verginized ass. The Handler told the married guy “ Welcome to the brotherhood, you now have a cunt that will need attention that only we can give you “. The Married guy was spent, he could never remember a time when he came so strongly. The one guy was still in his ass and he could feel the after throbs of his climax. He thought the guy would pull out but he stayed in and told the married guy to hold still. The married guy’s cock slipped out of the Kid’s hole and he felt the cook air on it. He felt a warmth deep in his ass and wasn’t sure what it was. The guy stayed in his ass for a few minutes plugging his ass. The Married guy thought he was recovering from his cum, little did he know that the guy had put some chem piss in his bowels. He pulled out of the married guy’s ass and the married guy stood up. The Married guy was weak kneed and sat sown on the empty bench, he was in a daze but realized that when he stood up some cum and piss ran down the inside of his thigh. The cool wood of the bench actually felt good but he had an inch inside his ass that was in need of something.

My dad never wore deodorant. When he would get home after work I could smell his man scent and it drove me wild. There is nothing hotter than a man with his natural sent. I love sucking on a man cock and having my nose buried in his pubes smelling his essence. I believe every man has his own scent and it attracts other men. Put me in a gym with sweaty men and my pussy twitches.

I HATE deodorant (and cologne). Males should smell like males. I shower everyday with non-perfumed soap and water and i don't own deodorant. Nothing worse than a social conspiracy to cover our natural pheromones and cents under the guise of "smelling nice."

Just took a load while bent over a park bench on a very dark trail… big cock too, he left the seed deep in my cunt.

Part 5 Panting and covered in sweat I finally reached the park, stopping at the same spot I stopped last week when I met Drew. Straddling my bicycle I could feel my hard meat straining against my shorts. I knew my underwear was soaked with the precum oozing from my cockhead. I had to stop myself from grabbing my groin and stroking. My eyes were darting all around, desperate to see Drew. But I didn't see him. I looked at my watch and noted it was around the same time of day as last week. Damn! I said to myself. Where is he? I need him to be here. This whole past week I kept reliving everything Drew and I did together in his apartment. I remembered the taste of his lips and precum, how much I loved eating his hole. I jacked off again and again at the memory of the tight warm wetness of his ass as I fucked him over and over as he encouraged me to breed him, to fuck my cum into him. My married cheating cum he called it a number of times which for some reason had heightened my lust. I found myself also wanting more of whatever it was we had smoked. It had made me let him take me down a path that I wanted to travel again. I had found myself checking out gay porn on the computer and jacking off to it every day. Drew had awakened urges inside me and I needed to satisfy those urges more. There weren't many people in the park but I realized I was noticing a few guys who were in sight. Some were maybe my age and others looked to be closer to Drew's age and I started wondering what they looked like naked. My gaze settled on a pair of guys coming out of a cluster of trees. My first thought was that it was a dad and his son out together in the park. They were walking slowly together talking to each other obviously. The older guy was mid 40's I guessed. Clean shaven, dark curly hair, wearing a pair of shorts that showed off tanned hairy legs, a tight white t-shirt and sandals. The younger one was also clean shaven with short brown hair and wearing sneakers – no socks – and a pair of gym shorts. He was carrying a t-shirt in one hand leaving his muscled hairy chest in plain sight. I wanted to run my tongue through his chest hair and hear him moan. They were walking in my direction and I kept watching. Then I saw the older guy run his hand down the young guy's ripped stomach and they were close enough for me to hear the boy moan. Hardly believing what I saw the boy moved his hand and cupped the other guy's crotch. Right there in the open! My dick was throbbing! I glanced quickly around and noticed no one else was near. It was just the 3 of us. Surely they weren't dad and son I told myself but their touching each other had me thinking of Drew and how he called me daddy. One more thing that turned me on but I couldn't say why. As they got nearer to me the young guy looked up and noticed me, still straddling my bicycle and looking at them. I could now see his lips were full and his eyes were a bright green. He grinned at me and said, “Hey man. How you doing?”, drawing the older guy's attention to me as well. I could make out flecks of gray in his dark hair and was very aware of his hard nips evident under his tight shirt. I felt an urge to lick and suck on them. He grinned too. “Nice bike guy. This is a good place to ride isn't it?” Trying to gain my composure I agreed that it was and that this was only my second time here. Before they had a chance to respond I heard myself asking, “Were you all in the trees just now? It looked like I saw you just appear out of the group of trees.” They looked at each other quickly and the young guy smiled and said, “Yeah but we weren't just in the trees. There's a path where you saw us come out that goes back into the park. It's private and secluded and you can see things that you won't see out here.” “Damn right!” the older guy said and they both snickered. “You oughta check it out,” he continued. “Yeah, c'mon,” the boy said. “We'll show you.” I couldn't say what it was but something about the way they were looking at me and their eagerness to show me this path was making me want to go with them. “I guess not,” I said unconvincingly. “I don't want to leave my bicycle out here where someone could steal it.” The good looking older guy told me the path was wide enough and I could bring my bike with me. I heard myself agreeing to let them show me the path and we headed in that direction. As we walked the boy told me his name was Ryan and the older guy introduced himself as Kevin. I told them my name and we said it was nice to meet each other. We approached the spot that I saw them exit the trees and sure enough there was a fairly wide path leading deeper into the cluster of trees. The path looked pretty well used and I mentioned this. “Oh yeah,” Kevin said smiling at Ryan. “It's used a lot. It's very popular.” He laughed and led the way with me following behind him and Ryan behind me. I couldn't help but notice how good Kevin's ass looked in his tight shorts and tried not to stare but wasn't doing a good job of it apparently. Because suddenly I felt Ryan right next to me and he said, “Yeah looks pretty hot, huh?” I stopped and looked at him. I stuttered a bit and asked him what he was talking about. Ryan grinned at me and licked his lips. “You know, Justin. Kevin's ass. Looks damn good with those tight shorts on doesn't it?” He ran a hand through the dark hair on his chest and involuntarily I let out a low moan. “What are you two talking about?” Kevin asked walking back toward us. Ryan didn't take his eyes off me as he answered Kevin, “Justin and I were saying how hot your ass looks in those tight shorts. Weren't we Justin?” “Yeah?” Kevin asked standing right in front of me. “I'm glad you think so Justin. You're damn hot yourself. Want to see my ass without the shorts on?” My heart and head were pounding as I felt my cock aching to get out of my shorts. Not waiting for an answer Kevin turned around in front of me, unsnapped the button on his shorts and let them drop to the ground. I gasped seeing his tight muscled hairy ass cheeks. “Hot ass isn't it Justin?” Ryan whispered as I felt his grip on my bulging crotch. “Bet you wanna touch it. Maybe even taste it, huh? His ass tastes so good. And he loves having it tongued.” “Fuck yeah I do!” Kevin answered wiggling his perfect bare ass at me. “Come on stud, eat my hole! Get your tongue in there!” I was moaning loudly now and felt Ryan pushing my shoulders down until I was on my knees, my face just inches from Kevin's bare exposed hairy hole. All the built up lust and need from the past week washed over me and I grabbed those meaty hairy cheeks and pulling them apart I buried my face and tongue in the offered hole. All it took was the first taste and I was devouring his manhole as passionately as I had eaten out Drew's last week. “Oh fuck yeah man!” Kevin cried out. “That's it stud! Eat that hairy hole. Get in their deep! Damn dude you're making my hole feel so fucking good!” I was licking and kissing and sucking on his hole probing as deep inside him as I could. I realized in my obsessed mind that I was tasting something that I hadn't tasted when I ate Drew's hole. Something kind of tart and wet. It took me a moment to realize what it was. There was cum in Kevin's asshole and I was sucking it out of him and swallowing it as I ate his ass! Oh fuck! I felt Ryan's wet lips at my ear and heard him whisper, “Yeah you're tasting that cum in there now aren't you Justin? Yeah man that's it. Eat his ass and suck that cum out of there. Suck MY cum out of his ass daddy!” What?! I screamed in my head. Ryan's cum in Kevin's ass? Ryan fucked Kevin?! Oh fuck!! I ate and sucked harder as I realized what Ryan had just told me. (to be continued)

**hey guys thanks for all your comments. glad you're liking it so far. drew is just getting started on justin's seduction.** Part 4 Drew had grabbed my hand and led me from the couch to his bedroom. He had me take a couple more hits of the fuck smoke as he sucked on my neck and nibbled my earlobe. My dick had never been so hard and needing to nut! “That's it, daddy,” he whispered in my ear as I exhaled my second hit. “Take that smoke in and let it help you let go and give in. It always makes me so damn horny. Is it making you horny too, daddy?” I moaned lustfully as I ran my hands down his toned naked sweaty back. “Hell yeah it is! Making me hornier than I've ever been.” Drew ran his tongue lightly over my lips and pulled his face back looking into my eyes. “Horny enough to want to fuck me, Justin? Horny enough to slide your hard cheating married cock into my boyhole and fuck me til you cum?” “Yes! Oh yes please!” I begged, having silenced the voices in my mind telling me earlier I couldn't do this. At this moment all I wanted was to give this hot young seductive stud what he wanted from me – my hard cock and cum. Drew had grinned with a look of hunger in his eyes and pushed me back onto his bed so I was flat on my back with my rigid throbbing boner swaying in the air. He got on the bed and straddled my waist lighting the pipe once again. Taking a huge hit he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, using his tongue to coax my lips to open, and then blew the smoke into my mouth. Surprised by this I instinctively inhaled drawing more of the white smoke into my brain and blood. Suddenly we were making out, our tongues exploring each other's mouth, moaning into each other. As we continued deep kissing I was only slightly aware of Drew's hand reaching behind him and taking hold of my cock. He stroked it slowly up and down a few times before breaking our kiss. He rose up just barely from my hips and moved barely backward and I felt my dripping cockhead touch the heat of his eager hole. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck your hard raw cock inside me and fuck the hell out of your boy's ass! Please fuck me!!” Saying that he pushed back and down and I felt a warmth and wetness I'd never known envelope my cockhead and a couple inches of the shaft. We both moaned loudly as I moved deeper inside his body, his ass almost pulling me in. “Oh fuck!” I cried out. “Oh my gawd your ass feels so good, so wet!” Drew ran his hands across my sweating chest as we both felt my balls rest against his ass cheeks. “And your dick feels fucking amazing daddy! So hard and thick. Filling me up.” He rubbed my stiff pointed nips and I arched my back in response nudging my cockhead further into his chute. “Oh yeah! Give it all to me daddy! You like my ass around your cock, Justin? Is it better than fucking pussy?” “So much better baby! So tight and sweet. I can't believe how great your ass feels!” Drew leaned down and gave me a brief kiss then raised back up running his hands over his smooth body looking intently at me. “Then let's fuck daddy!” he growled as he raised up off my cock until just the head rested inside, then slammed down on the full length of my shaft. And with that Drew began fucking himself on my cock, eventually rolling onto his back so I could slam deep and hard into his hole. Over the next hour-plus he showed me sexual pleasures I could not have imagined before meeting him. As I told him I was about to cum inside him for the 3rd time he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around me and answered, “Hell yes daddy! Give me another hot thick load of your married cum! You want to breed me again with your cheating horny cock don't you daddy? Tell me how hot it is giving your cock and cum to someone besides your wife!” I pounded harder into him, my rhythm all but disappearing. “Yes, yes it is fucking hot and so damn good boy! Here it cums baby! Take my married cum again in your guts where it belongs!” I thrust forward one more time and unloaded another load in this jock's hole, a load that felt as big as the first one I gave him. Spent and covered in sweat I pulled out of him and lay there for a few minutes. Rousing myself I started getting dressed telling Drew I had to get home. I had been gone way longer than usual and my wife was going to be worried..or pissed. As he walked me to his front door Drew kissed me softly on the lips and softly said, “I hope she won't be mad at you Justin. But even if she is, it was worth it wasn't it?” I nodded and said “Yes” as I heard the door close behind me and I got my bike and headed home. (more soon)

NOTE: Chems don't enter the picture until SUNDAY, so if you only want to read that, just scroll forward to Sunday, you won't need to have read anything else up to there. That said, I like the build up but I'm very biased. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's here, the weekend you've been waiting for. You told yourself it would be a zero holds barred weekend of intense, hedonistic sex. This is what you've saved up for, after all. You arrive with no plans, no tickets purchased, nothing. You tell yourself you'll go with the flow of what excites you in the moment--there are always tickets to be sold last minute anyway. It's Friday night when you first log onto the apps. Grindr, Scruff, BBRT, NKP, Sniffies. You had forgotten, but are quickly reminded, that probably half your weekend will actually be spent in the room, online, looking for men. Because there are people here who have traveled from around the world to engage in the same orgiastic ritual of man sex that you have. It's like the ocean floor suddenly dropped to reveal a gaping maw of the depths, and there are thousands more creatures and denizens of the deep to probe. And they're fucking hot! And so are you. Frankly every time you look at yourself in the mirror you admire how lucky you are to have had your genetics. Earnest eyes framed by thick brows, cheekbones that need nothing to stand out, a jawline that someone could cut themselves on tapering into a perfectly groomed beard framing your chin, and a cute mustache hugging around the corners of your soft lips. Your body is tight, naturally so, without having to go through the burden of hours at the gym each week, and your skin is thin so the muscles ripple out. Your arms are criss-crossed by veins that men love to trace with the tips of their tongues before lapping at your calloused hands sucking on your knuckles bulky from years of working outside. But no one's perfect, and neither are you. Unfortunately, everyone online is always hoping to find Mr. Perfect, and they're always thinking if they plumb just a little deeper, they'll get there. So you mentally prepare to put on a good Netflix series, keep the apps open, and see what you get. Thursday 11pm. Until the parties truly begin and the out-of-towners flood the city, these early nights are a good time to sample the local meat. You're in the neighborhood of Pacific Heights. A lean, white-collar executive wants you to open him up with your fist, and he's already loaded. You love when a man's clean-cut exterior belies the pig inside. You show up, he's on the bed and blindfolded, J-lube and poppers next to him. You tell him to take a hit as you take off your clothes and stick just a single, knobby finger in. You twirl it around getting it nice and wet, before taking it out and sucking on it. Not a big taste of cum, so that load must've gone deep, but that's OK because you know you'll end up fishing it out. You're a slow and gradual fister. You add finger by finger and then switch to the fingers of the other hand. You use a thumb from each to pry open the sphincter and lick around the opening, causing him to moan and push back. You tell him to take two more hits. You love feeling the muscles relax as the poppers set in. There's a small black hole in front you now. You stick the index finger from each hand in, using the four fingers to pry him open further. Then more tongue action. Maybe you even sneak in a popper hit or two. Eventually it's time to introduce the whole of it, all fingers are inside, and you're slowly screwing your hand into him. His moans are soft and shallow now. Once you've turned your wrist as far as it can go clockwise, you move counterclockwise, applying gentle pressure all the while. He suddenly groans much more loudly as the hole abruptly widens and then swallows the whole of your hand. He sighs in relief as he pushes himself back on you. You love fisting because you can feel the entirety of someone's life. When you stop at mid-forearm your fingers are touching an organ pulsing with the beat of his heart. You caress it as he moans and fidgets around you. You tell him to take more hits. This is indeed a very loose hole, and you know exactly what to do with that. You pull out your arm slowly. As your hand reaches the entrance, you turn it palm up in a cupping shape, and press the back of your hand to the bottom of his rectum. That way, as your hand comes out, the cum pools on your palm rather than dripping uselessly to the floor. It was quite a big load, and as you haven't used any lube yet, it's delicious as you slurp it up, making all the noises to let him know you've taken his load. That gets you good and hard so you stand up and slide your dick into him. There's nothing quite like fucking a fisted bottom. You've always preferred looser holes, the folds of the ass caress your entire length like a Swedish massage, which you've always preferred to the other kind that digs in. As you pound into him you tell him to take more poppers hits, and then feed you a few as well. You love being in a synced popper high, and bend down to kiss him, your tongues battling for control up top where your dick clearly has taken over down below. After one last deep grind into him, you pull out with a swift motion while immediately shoving your hand back inside. He gives a sharp gasp but takes it all the same. You stroke and savor the wetness of your dick with one hand while expanding all the fingers of the other inside of him. After the first deep penetration, it's time to explore width. Slowly you slide the fingers of the other hand along the wrist of the hand already inside; then pull out the hand inside and let the fingers meet while applying the same consistent pressure. Your hands are only parallel for a moment before the one that was in slides out and the one that was out slides in. Back-and-forth you go with this sliding motion, gradually shortening the slide so that instead of one full hand coming out as one enters, both start to linger inside. You tell him to do a series of quick hits back-to-back. As the last of the hits settle in you add a twist to both your wrists and once again you screw yourself inside of him, this time with both hands. He groans loudly, his dick has visibly twitched in front of you so you eagerly lean forward and take it in your mouth as you start to twist back and forth inside him. Once he's sufficiently comfortable with both hands you interlace your fingers and start distending your palms outward. His movements are getting more erratic, and his legs start flailing a bit. With the both of your hands unified as a single fist you really start to move quicker, moving in and out with more force. His cries get louder and louder until you feel spurting in your mouth. Immediately you slow the movement of your hands, letting his body quake around them as he empties himself and you swallow eagerly. When he finishes cumming and his legs collapse on either side of you, you keep your fists in for several minutes, slowly suckling on his soften dick and letting him ride those waves of pleasure. By the time you pulled out you almost think he's snoring. Smiling to yourself, you get dressed and head out. Friday 10pm. You're in the neighborhood of Noe Valley. Cute, you suppose, from the row of boutiques that have long since closed. There's not a ton of activity here, a few late night spots open, but you're about to make your own soon enough. You turn off into a side street, walk up the steps to a classic San Francisco Victorian, and ring. In a few moments, the muscle daddy is there. You love a good muscle daddy, the ones that look like they must have taken steroids to look as bulky as they do--as this one does. He's also decently taller and grinning down at you like a lion. You enter his den, fully aware that with a swipe of his paw, he could end you. Yup, that's the turn on. This muscle daddy, however, wants to serve you tonight. His profile on BBRT said vers top, but he responded to your ad mewling to be opened. He gets on all fours and you're surprised momentarily by how smooth his skin is to the touch. As if all the muscles relaxed to grant you dominance. You enter slowly; he's tight! But soon he's opened up, and you're riding on top of him with a size differential that makes you look like small man on minotaur. Friday 3am Muscle daddy came long before you were even close. That's another thing you have going for you, stamina. Maybe it's a good and a bad because sometimes you wish you could be done already. But as they say, don't look a gift horse in the mouth! You had gone back to the room, turned on the apps and browsed some more, but by the time you had returned, a lot of guys were out at the parties, and no one else caught your eye. You sign up for all the cumdump parties on BBRT, because half of them will flake anyway, and rest up for the next day. Saturday 4pm You love this scene. Easy access hotel, door unlocked, ass up. And the cherry on top? There are two beefy cumdumps side-by-side. You come toward the end of the scheduled party because you want more loads inside, obviously, and because you know you have a way of getting people to... extend their end time. When you walk in both bottoms are already getting fucked. You love a good group scene. You undress quickly to not ruin the atmosphere, and crawl up onto the bed. You offer your dick to the bottoms to suck in turn while tweaking the nips of the tops plowing away at them. One of them, a gorilla of a man, moans in appreciation. So you start to tweak both of his nipples while leaning forward to kiss the second top, a younger potbellied pig. The gorilla gets off soon enough and it's your turn. You sink into a really velvety texture. This man is surprisingly loose, the kind of loose that you can't get from cock alone, no matter how big. You mention that and he points to the literal horse dildo he'd been sitting on earlier in the day. You smile big at that and ask him if he wants to take a fist. He says yes and it's on. For several hours, men come and go. You aren't selfish so you offer up his ass as well, but really, it's yours. You're easily punching into guts, and when you rapidly pull out and ask him to push, a beautiful prolapse at least two inches long follows. You quickly use your fingers to pinch his anus and keep the rose bud. It's glorious - each petal with white frosted tips, evidence of cum from the countless other men who have cum inside. You take your time making out with it, using your tongue to probe each wrinkle and fold. Once you've licked up all the cum, you stand up and poke your into the mass of throbbing red flesh, letting your dick curve and bend and be manipulated before finding the hole in the center through which you push. With a gasp from him the whole mass of it shrinks back up and pulls your cock in with it. You tell him to take some popper hits as you relish the warm wet caress on your dick. You pound into him, churning up the loads until you see a frothy mess start to form around the base of your dick. That's what you like the best, knowing that at that point, when the cum is leaking out there's no way it didn't already fully coat every inch of your dick, even sliding into your dickhole. You pull out and start punching again. Full fist, no tapering of the fingers. On the last one he shouts and his entire body shivers as if he's having a seizure. This is the biggest anal-gasm you've ever seen. He whimpers for minutes as it overwhelms all of him. You slap his ass cheeks as the shaking ends and pull out. He pulls you into a sloppy kiss of gratitude before being alarmed at the time. He needs to get ready for a dinner, and you're onto the next one. Saturday 8pm The density of events like this means that the next man is actually a few blocks away. This one just arrived and just finished cleaning out, so is totally fresh, which is nice in its own way. He greets you at the door and pulls you in. He's your height, and similar in build. So far he's the tightest - you can't push your fist further beyond the wrist. Still he's enthusiastic, pulling at your arm to try to bring it further in while making out with you. You alternate fist with fist with dick until he, too, cums, frantically yanking on his cock. You swallow down another load and bid him adieu. Saturday 11pm You're headed out to an orgy. Which sounds fun, but honestly you don't have high expectations. Everyone goes to an orgy with the expectation of porn shoot, but it always ends up with a bunch of standing around. Really, an orgy is often just a bathhouse scene at a smaller scale. It takes a lot of work as a host to cultivate the right type of energy with the right attendees to make it truly a pigsty. And only porn producers have that type of time. Still, the host is super cute, which is always a plus. You're immediately drawn to his supple lips and the way the one on top crinkles a bit at the corner as he smirks. Unable to resist, you start making out in the elevator on the way up to the room. Part of you wishes that elevator ride just didn't end because, predictably so, once you enter you notice that half the people are just standing around and watching, some not even jerking. But that's not you, so you quickly strip and join in on the action. Having topped quite a lot, you focus on sucking. You love sucking especially the dicks from the ass of the cute twink that greeted you at the door. And then you run your hands through his thick curly hair as you push him down on your dick as well. Too soon, however, the orgy is over. The attendees spill out into the night for another party. $100+ tickets are not ones to waste! You head back to the room and browse some more, but ultimately head to sleep, hand on cock. Sunday 11am Overnight an unbelievably young kid messages you - the type of young where you'd almost want to see his ID before hooking up. (Thankfully, he's of age.) He's got a round face, big ears that you love to pull on, and thin lips that part into the most mischievous grin. He's smaller than you, but with a package that, even in underwear, looks like it belongs on a muscle daddy. This was going to be fun. The kid asks if you party, with a twinkle in his eye and that grin on full display. No, actually, you don't. But he's so fucking cute and earnest, and you did tell yourself this weekend would be no holds barred... he offers you a bong and even lights it for you. But of course you have no idea how it works so you suck lamely, and aren't even sure if anything's happening or not. When you pull off of it and no smoke escapes your lips, it's confirmed that nothing happens. He just smiles and takes the bong instead, and you watch as he expertly lights and sucks on it. Once he's got his lungs full he beckons you close and presses his lips to yours and then actually blow the hit into your mouth! So surprised you were that much of the smoke actually escapes before you catch on to the idea and suck in the rest. He asks you how it feels and honestly you don't know what to say. Nothing seems to feel like anything. You're expecting the immediate intensity of poppers, but Tina, as you will soon learn, is nothing like that. You push him back onto the bed and start to finger his hole. This is your routine after all, so maybe once you get familiar, some feeling will kick in. It's early in the morning and the kid is tight. You have to actually work to get a finger in. He simply lies there and sighs as you begin. From the mess on the bed he pulls out some poppers and huffs. Then a can of Max Impact and huffs. Then more of the smoke. The first hit, he blows down toward you and you're surprised at how thick the smoke is. For a second, you can barely even see him! The next hit, he doesn't blow out. Instead he raises and eyebrow and gives you a meaningful look that you understand. So you pull out of him and move up to kiss him, this time taking the full smoke into your lungs. As you exhale and wonder if the smoke is obscuring your face the same way it did his, he motions to get up for a moment. From a drawer he pulls out a plastic bag filled with clear crystals, and drops several into the round bulb that protrudes from his bong. He gestures at it and says let's smoke this shit up. You're nervous, he's probably at least a decade younger than you but has the experience and confidence of a master addict. Strangely, that also turns you on... and a word pops into your head unannounced - trashy. He blows you another hit. Maybe you are feeling something. There's a slight... hum in your mind. You really just want to throw him down and rape his ass. You tell him that and he just smiles, telling you to go for it. So you push him onto the bed, barely giving him time to put away the smoke supplies. You spray a good load of Max Impact onto a towel and cram it in his mouth. You pinch one nostril shut while stuffing the poppers into the other one. You're rock hard and you start pushing into him completely dry. After you make him take several hits from the poppers bottles, you take some as well, then lean down and hold your mouth over his to suck in the Max Impact. You continue pushing into him and peek out the corner of your eye to see that he's just serenely staring at you, with that same twinkle in his eye. That light that suddenly you just want to snuff out. You push into him hard the rest of the way and he moans around the towel. You push off his torso and feed him more poppers hits. You tell him you want to fuck him up. Something in your mind tells you to ruin this kid. His eyebrows slightly wrinkle as his face fully flushes red from the drugs. You don't let up and start to really fuck him, both hands around his slender neck. He's still looking at you with that mirth even though you never took the towel out and he can't actually smile. That enrages you and you fuck harder, even though the abrasiveness even hurts you a bit. You roughly pull the towel out, hands him the bong, and demands he smoke more. He simply utters a fuck yes in the sexiest rasp you've ever heard and complies. Again the first hit he blows toward you so you can't see him at all, and the next he beckons to give to you. This time with an open mouth you hungrily move to accept it into your lungs. When done you blow it back at him and then slap his face, so you can spit into his mouth open from shock. You just smile and punch his chest as well as you begin fucking him in earnest. He tells you how good it feels. How much he wants you to fuck him up. You're starting to drip sweat down. A bead of it catches in your eye and blurs your vision a bit so you can't tell if he's wearing a grimace or a smile. You hope it's the former even though you know it's probably the latter. Sunday 3pm You're back on the apps with intent. Something about that kid brought out an animal inside of you on a murderous rage from years of being caged. And as much fun as you were having and wanted to have ripping him to shreds, he had to catch the fair. Another muscle daddy hits you up. Normally people write Ask me in the question on Drug use, as far as you've casually noticed. This daddy has a clear Yes and you don't even hesitate to get his address. You're on your way before you've realized that you haven't even eaten anything yet. Sunday 4pm You arrive at muscle daddy's place in the Sunset. Too quaint a neighborhood to contain such a pig of a man, you think to yourself, recalling what his profile had implied. He opens the door in a jock and gruffly beckons you in. He has a fully outfitted play space ready to go, backlit with red and purple lights. Music that makes you feel like you're in a bathhouse fills the room and there's porn on two different screens while mirrors allow you to see yourself from every angle. Damn, you think. All that's missing is a sling. Daddy wastes no time in getting on his knees on the bed and showing off his ass, wiggling it at you. He tells you it's full loaded and ready for you. You give it a full lick from his balls all the way to his tailbone. Indeed you smell and taste the cum, just how you like it. The taste brings out that inner beast again, and you start to feel the hum come back. Almost immediately you're back into your route of fisting and fucking soon enough, and this daddy proves to be the most verbal of them all, absolutely loving it and demanding more and more. You pull out and he flips over, before you can get back inside he pulls you for a kiss. He swirls his tongue around in your mouth once and then pulls away. You've been partying? he asks. You nod and he grins. We're gonna have some fun then, boy, he tells you. He hops over to a cabinet on the side of the room, pulling out a pipe, light, another bag of tina, and some other supplies. You tell him, somewhat surreptitiously that it's actually your first time trying the stuff, and you just smoked a little with another kid earlier. He tells you it's not a problem. You wonder if it's an unspoken rule that partiers abide by that blowing hits to newbies is the way to go. But that's what he does anyway. You think he must have a much bigger lungs capacity than the kid because almost immediately after he fills your chest with smoke the hum comes back but it's a bit louder this time. Oof you say as it hits you. For a split second, you feel a similar spiking of intensity like poppers, but it never reaches as high before it mellows out into that hum again. He grins and pushes you onto the bed. You turn around waiting to get at him again but before you know it he's wrapped his arms around you from behind. This is what's great about size differentials; you feel completely enveloped. His large hands run up and down your front, cupping your balls, stroking you dick, tweaking your nipples. His tongue is in your ear and nipping along your neck as his hard cock throbs incessantly against your own entrance. You arch your back to meet it as he thrusts and glides his cock along your ass crack. Next thing you know it's him who has the poppers against a nostril and tells you to inhale. He tells you to inhale big, stroking your stomach and telling you to fill it up, then pushes against you as you exhale, and then switches nostrils. He repeats that four times and the intensity of it - this was a fresh bottle - completely catches you off-guard, as well as the fact that he's halfway in your hole. He pushes you forward and slowly starts to glide in and out. He hands you the bottle and this time tells you to sniff yourself, but on his count. Normally poppers momentarily deflates your dick, but for some reason, this time, pressed against the bed you're hard as a rock. You wonder if this is how your subs feel but you can't think about that too long because he suddenly thrusts all the way in, hits that spot, and you cry out loud. He grinds into you right there and presses his entire body on top of you, once again enveloping you. From that position he thrusts just his pelvis in and out. You hear the sound of the torch and before you know it, he's blowing out the clouds right past your ear so you're completely enveloped in those clouds. You suddenly notice yourself inhaling, trying to bring in the smoke, but he tells you not to worry, the next one will be for you. You strain your neck back, almost giving yourself a cramp to ensure you can adequately reach his lips to take in all that he has to give you. Again a brief momentary flash of intensity and then that hum again, a little louder. You push back against him more, suddenly wishing he were even more hung than he was. He slides his hands under your body to tweak your nips while he continues to thrust his pelvis against and you arch back to meet him. Normally you consider yourself the type to change up positions frequently but suddenly you feel like he could do this to you forever and you wouldn't oppose. When he finally lets up you're almost disappointed. Lucky for you he has to plans to pull out. Instead he expertly maneuvers you while he's still inside so that he's side fucking you, and suddenly hitting new positions inside while you continue to lie there in utter bliss. Again he lights up and blows a first hit at you and the next one pushes into your lungs. You marvel that there's such a quantity of smoke that even when you breath out again he briefly fades from view covered by clouds. Once again that baseline hum that you think is desire comes to life around you. You're moaning as you've never moaned before as he impales you on his cock. When he finally pulls out you almost whine with the desire to have it back inside. He asks you if you've done G before. You tell him you haven't. He nods and tinctures out some liquid and then mixes it with Gatorade. He hands you a glass and without question you chug it down, noticing the bitter taste of it. He tells you it'll take awhile to take effect but there are other fun things to do in the meantime. He lies down on the bed, asking you to get on top and ride him. You love this position as well so you eagerly obey, squirming to get him down all the way to the base of his dick. You feel his sweaty balls pressing against your butt cheeks and that simple touch suddenly makes you profoundly happy. He tosses you the popper bottle and gives you some specific instructions to follow. He asks you to nod to confirm you've understood and you do. You've always loved poppers and you're starting to really dig the smoke so this idea sounds fantastic. He lights up again and nod at you, your sign to take the longest hit you've ever taken on each side of your nose. He'd told you to inhale until literally you can't take in anymore and then hold it. He does the same with the smoke, then nods again. As instructed, you exhale everything in a quick whoosh, and then tightly lock lips with his. He exhales as you inhale, but this time once it's over, rather than part, he instructed you to exhale into his mouth as he inhales. You wonder how this works as there can't be oxygen in that smoke but somehow the meth is powering the two of you. Back and forth you exhale and inhale into the other until actually you're dizzy from lack of oxygen. Finally you pull away and sit up as he starts thrusting upward into you in earnest. Your head is actually dizzy now, the intensity of the poppers somehow dulled and delayed by the smoke comes back in a fever pitch while the hum of the tina somehow becomes more incessant all around you. He tells you to tweak his nipples as he does yours and you look down to grab them. Fuck, you think. You must be really fucked up because your vision is even going weird. In the faint colored lights his face blurs and as he grins it looks like the devil himself is the one fucking you now, goading you to continue. You think how hot it would be for the devil to be the one fucking you and you respond back in earnest, riding and grinding down hard to meet his thrusts. You feel amazing and if you came right now you know it would be the best orgasm of your life but no one is jacking your dick and for whatever reason despite how good you feel you are completely soft. This time, once the popper intensity subsides the pounding in your head continues for even longer, as if your body were struggling to maintain the blood flow up there. Somehow your daddy senses this as you do and tells you to get off and onto your hands and knees. In this position the pounding is dulled and quickly he once again drives into you. He tosses the torch and pipe in front of you. Smoke it you little meth whore, he commands, slapping your ass. Something about that makes your dick momentarily harden and you're eagerly grasping for it. You don't even know what you're doing but you know you want to please him, so you take the torch and heat up the bulb like you saw him doing. As the chamber fills with smoke you suck on it, bringing it into your lungs. When you exhale and see the smoke billowing around you you're actually proud of yourself. Fuck yeah, he says, that'll make you really want it, you want it? Of course you do but you can't somehow articulate the words so instead to show your affirmation you just pick up the pipe and do it again. This is the dirtiest and sluttiest, you've ever felt. Being commanded to do drugs by someone you couldn't see, and filled with an irresistible urge to do so. After you do another hit he takes the pipe for himself. The Pavlovian response built up quick, the sound of the torch makes your dick twitch and soon enough there's another cloud surrounding your head. You shake your head, trying to somehow will it to enter you through sheer contact. He laughs, then blows you another hit and says, fuck yeah we're gonna make a little meth whore out of you. To your surprise you want that, and you tell him fuck yeah, drug me up. You wonder if it's you talking or just you under the influence. You've always been a verbal fucker but you're saying all kinds of things that night you've never said before. He tells you he's going to keep you drugged up all night and invite all the guys to fuck you, and you, you who have never been gangbanged in your life or even really wanted to participate in one as a bottom, eagerly agrees, telling him to tie you up so you can't say no. He tells you he has some really hung as fuck friends who most bottoms have a hard time getting in. You surprise yourself by telling him that he can just feed you more drugs until they get it in. He tells you he has some sexy poz fuckers who would love to dump their HIV+ loads in your hole. You counter and tell him even AIDS is fine. At that, even he laughs and flips you over. He sinks back into you missionary and again presses his entire body languidly against yours, pelvis continuing to gyrate into you, as he tells you what a quick learning son he has. You beam at the praise. He momentarily pauses, and wonders out-loud if you've ever done a slam. You tell him you have no idea what that is. He just grins down at you and says maybe you'll be ready another time. He catches your disappointment and bends over to lick your nips causing you to twitch with pleasure. He tells you he wants you to build up to it, to being a trashy meth whore of your own doing. You tell him to feed you another hit, then, to which he readily complies. He continues fucking you until you tap him and tell him you have to pee. He shrugs and says, just go, with no motion of getting off. You confirm with him, like... here? He tells you the sheets are waterproof. So you let loose a torrent of piss from your soft dick trapped between the two of you. He groans in pleasure as he rubs his chest across yours, getting that piss everywhere, and then sneaks a hand down there to catch some and rub it on your faces and drip it into your mouth whereupon he quickly leans down and scoops it back out with his tongue. Fuck, you think, this is even fucking dirtier and sluttier. Once again you feel like if someone were jacking you off you might have the biggest orgasm of your life, but once again you can't even reach your dick to touch it. The piss tastes funny and he explains its chem piss, it has all those drugs in it and it will only continue to get you more high. You groan at that and try to suck the piss clean from his fingers. He jokingly tells you he doesn't want you to overdose. Again you surprise yourself... the words that come out of you are: keep fucking me even if I do. You fuck like that for hours. You've always had stamina but the drugs make you feel like you can spend an eternity in this state. And it won't even matter if you never come. As the time goes on, you start to get semi hard again and rapidly stroke yourself, trying to cum. But for whatever reason each time you try to stroke yourself to completion it feels empty. Yet whenever you're not touching yourself, it feels like you're having a body-gasm from how he's fucking you, how he's tweaking your nips, how he's kissing you. That doesn't mean the sex isn't good. The next several hours continue to be the best of your weekend. Even his verbal is bringing you to new realms of... mind-gasms? that you never knew were possible. You just want to marry the three: cock-gasm, body-gasm, and mind-gasm, but it seems an impossible task for some reason. You furiously jerk while he's drilling you and telling you how he's used the cum from his ass as lube and is spreading that dirty load deep into your guts while playing with your nipples, but you never get hard and the cock-gasm refuses the join the other two. Then you're in a 69 and as he's pushing your head to choke down on you while sucking furiously, you feel like you're getting close but wishing someone were commanding you to take that poz load. You want to be the center of an orgy where everyone's focused on getting you there. Someone is fucking you. Your dick is in someone else. A third person is feeding you drugs, while a forth is playing with your body. Bringing you to that elusive nirvana until you finally explode. And indeed that's the fantasy that ends four days of edging, while you're frantically jerking your semi soft cock hard enough to get a cramp. It's not like a normal orgasm, where the feeling crescendos and then the cum shoots out. No, this time you first start spraying cum, and since your dick is soft and it's being jerked every which way it shoots out like a sprinkler system gone haywire. You're worried for a second, almost afraid that the orgasm won't happen until it suddenly does, in the middle of the spurts. This orgasm is different, this orgasm you feel traveling the full length of your dick (well, as much length as there is at the moment anyway) until it reaches climax and you shoot out even more cum. He crows at the quantity of cum spattering forth to cover the both of you as you scream into the darkness of the room. Your body buckles and roils literally you think you've lost sight because you swear your eyes are open but you can't see anything but a hazy gray fog. You lay there, stretched in the afterglow as he laps up the cum off your entire body, triggering secondary quakes as his tongue drags across a nip, or wiggles around the crown of your dick. You've never ever had an orgasm like this before in your life. Sunday 11pm It's only 11 when you finally make it back to your room. When you had first gotten up out of his bed, you got such a head rush you crashed down again and he laughed at you, telling you to take it slow. Like a gentleman, he drove you back, though the drive was painfully awkward with small talk. It felt like you were in a lovers' spat: going from consuming each other with your mouths to being stifled sharing the same air. It was like the orgasm took with it all the happiness you had in your soul and now you were in a vacuum where you were just going through the motions. Soon enough you're back home, and even though you only live on the 2nd floor, you can't take the steps with how much of a migraine you have pounding in your skull, and call for the elevator. Everything feels numb, but actually. Your skin is tingling, You think you actually hear a buzz or a ringing, the same kind of effect that happens when you've been exposed to loud sounds for a long time. You collapse into bed, covered in cum and dried piss and hoping to just sleep it off. Except, you're not sure if you actually do sleep. Instead, you're always hovering in that limbo where it seems like you're partially awake and could be fully awake at any moment. You've had insomnia before, but this is different. Normally, your insomnia feels like a hundred racing thoughts, but thoughts that have endings. This feels like your mind is opening a dozen browser tabs by the moment, but none of the pages render more than the title. There's just a mass of empty content filling up your head and preventing the soothing bliss of deep sleep from taking your body. Monday You regret not taking the next day off from work. You're absolutely destroyed. Coworkers think it's a hangover, but this is far worse. Your stomach feels like it's tightened up into a small ball from not having anything to eat in over 24 hours, and you hunch over because that's the only it doesn't hurt. There's a dry lump in your throat that demands you drink water to sooth it, but that retaliates with painful jabs each time you swallow. The buzzing is still all around you. Your hearing has improved but there are still moments when you think the world is being filtered to you through a thick fog. Finally, you go home early. You order some food and barely eat a few bites before nausea sets in. You think you'll just spend the rest of the day in bed watching Netflix, except you can barely understand what they're saying. Frustrated, you just lie supine, the only position where your head doesn't pound as much, and stare up at the ceiling. You feel guilty. That, really is the core of it. Harder than the physical come down is the mental anguish, that you did this to yourself: you traded what will be at least 24 hours of physical pain, for such fleeting pleasure. You don't even know how else the drugs may have fucked up your system. Would you be addicted now? What will people think of you for doing such shit? You're frustrated, drained, and deeply in pain. The worst? You were literally begging for it. You think back about the old man calling you a meth whore, and just how trashy you were as you desperately sucked on that glass pipe. You remember how you did hit after hit to try to chase those first few mind-gasms even though you actually never got them back. Your hand unconsciously palms your crotch. You're not even horny and can't even get hard still, but somehow you want to play with it. You vow to never do drugs again, but before you sleep, you'll log back online and add that muscle daddy as a friend. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FINAL NOTE: This is the first draft of a commissioned work (I write hardcore erotica for clients), and yes the Monday experience was part of the request! Anyway, client changed direction so I thought I'd just put it here. Since i's a first draft, please forgive any grammatical or writing errors. As Folsom just happened, I did go through quickly and changed some settings to adapt it. Let me know if you got a load out reading this!

Hmm. There are a few.. 1. Going to a homeless encampment, providing booze and food, and being a bottom for every guy there. 2. Getting fucked by a celebrity. I really don't care which one, I just want to know I have celebrity seed in my guts. 3. Following up on #2, getting fucked by a porn star. On that one, I have a few preferences... And wouldn't object to it ending up on OnlyFans or JustForFans. 4. Getting fucked by a cop, in full uniform. Preferably while handcuffed and unable to resist. 5. Sex on the balcony of a hotel where pretty much anybody on our level or higher could see.

I have told my story many times on here but the short version is that I started a relationship with my step dad when I was 9 but it didn’t get sexual until I was 13. Since then I have always loved older men. I think if I had a choice between a muscled up 30 year old top and a fit hung and poz 70 year old man I would choose the latter. Older men are such a turn to me.

Dawson has had a bigger impact on gay porn in the past 20 years than any of those other folks. He started a cumdump revolution with his "Dawson's _ _ Load Weekend" series.

Dawson?

Chapter 3.2 - We Have a Winner Ric and Mateo were laying on the bed naked like they usually were on a weekend afternoon. Ric's phone chirped and Mateo said "Looks like someone is putting out the bat signal for a good breeding." "Nah, that one was from someone I know. It still might be a request, just not a paying one" Ric replied, reaching for the phone on the desk. He read the message and chuckled. "You may have been right. It's a message from Rawson" he said before reading the message out loud. "Hi Ric. Hope you and your bf enjoyed the party last weekend. It looked like you both kept busy. The guys that advertised got a lot more action than those that didn't. Even Dany complained that guys turned him down. Fools! Anyway, we got a winner from the site contest. He got a year subscription to the website, $2500 and a session with me. He asked if he could choose another actor and wanted you instead. Some nerve the bastard has! Let me know if/when you can do it. A weekend is prob best. We'll cover your costs for a two hr session. We don't know much about him yet, other than his name and contact info" Rawson's message said. "Whatcha think? The guy could be anyone... some cute twink or the hunchback of Notre Dame" Ric asked. "It might be kinda hot watching you try and fuck Bigfoot. The reviews for the videos you did had a lot of guys wanting to hookup with you. It sounds like there would be sex involved. You'd have to disguise yourself better so the guy didn't know who you really are" Mateo said. "Yeah, lots of details to figure out. I think I should do it, just as a favor to Rawson" Ric replied. He watched Mateo nod and looked at his calendar. "Next weekend is out since I have a client already booked. There's the two following ones open and then turkey day week. Is that OK with you?" he asked. "I don't have anything planned, but I'm not going along if that's what you mean" Mateo replied. Ric chuckled and said "That's not what I meant. I just didn't want to step on plans you might have. You could go, though. If Rawson isn't busy with the winner, you could fuck his brains out while I do my job. I doubt he'd mind another recharge" Ric replied. "Recharge?" Mateo asked, looking confused. Ric snickered and said "Oops." It took a few days to get everything planned and as the day approached Ric was getting nervous. He got dropped off in front of the Grand Palace Hotel and a sense of deja vu came over him. He walked in and took the elevator up to the seventh floor just like when he was in the hotel for his first video shoot. Tapping on the door of room 702 once again, he was greeted this time by Rawson. "Hey! How's it going, stud? Ready to knock up our lucky contest winner?" Rawson asked. It was one of a few questions he'd forgotten to ask when they set up the meeting. "Uh... yeah, if it comes to that. I know you said that I'd be fucking him and you'd be taking some pics, but how long and what are he and you expecting?" Ric asked. "Just fuck and breed him. Go as long as you want but at least an hour. He flew in from the east coast last night, so he should be rested and I told him to clean out good since you're hung. We had him get tested before he came out here, so we know he's neg and doesn't have any STDs as of a few days ago. When I talked with him earlier he said he's not on PrEP and isn't a virgin, thank god. I think you'll like him" Rawson said. "He's in his mid 20's, a few inches shorter than you, kind of nerdy... skinny with glasses and Korean, I think. Without the glasses he could pass for a K-pop star, though. He's cute enough. The guy was really excited when we told him we got you 'out of retirement' and told us he'd do ANYTHING you wanted him to do" Rawson added. Ric laughed, replying "Well, I guess he wants the hard fuck that my porn character is known for. He OK taking a poz load or two?" "Yeah, we told him that you are poz but weren't sure of your current viral level. Based on his expression, I think that turned him on. Hopefully he gets as lucky as I did" Rawson said. "So... I brought the mask that I took the last time and have a compression shirt to cover my chest and arms since I don't really want anyone to connect my new ink with my porn character. That OK?" Ric asked. "Oh yeah, no problem. I was wondering about that. Just make sure the biohazard tat is visible. We have a couple of those masks and we fixed them so that the mouth opening is better. I heard your comment to Anthony about the mask on the last shoot and I can't believe we fucked up that badly. Maybe if this works out... you can do another video or two..." Rawson replied, grinning widely. "We'll see" Ric said. "Ya know, we still get tons of messages asking when you're going to do another video. I've even had other porn stars wanting to know if they could borrow you for a scene. They think that we have an exclusive on you. We should have..." Rawson said. "It's almost seven. I should change... where's the winner? Next door again?" Ric asked. Rawson licked his lips and replied "He's across the hall. I'll call him as soon as you're ready." His eyes were glued on Ric as he stripped down. "Damn, I wish I was the one you're about to fuck. Your boyfriend is one lucky dog" Rawson said as Ric dug out the clothes to change into. "You know we're open. Just give a yell and we'll find a time. I'd love to breed that ass again without the cameras and Ari barking out orders. There's always a line of guys waiting to nail you at your parties... and I get distracted" Ric replied as he slipped back into a pair of sandals. Right on time, Ric was knocking on the door to room 701, wearing the mask, long sleeve shirt, jeans and sandals. The door opened slowly, revealing a guy matching Rawson's description, wearing just a pair of loose athletic shorts. "Fuck. I can't believe you're really here. Uh... come on in" the guy said. Ric walked into the room, wondering how to get things rolling. "Sorry, I'm a little nervous. My name is Ken" the guy said. "Hi Ken, I'm Austin" Ric said, going into escort mode. "Are you really the Blue Viper?" Ken asked. "Ric laughed, remembering the name he came up with for the credits on his first video. "Yeah, it's me. Just a little older" Ric said. "Damn, your voice is even sexier than what I heard in the videos. There wasn't much talking in those but there isn't supposed to be in porn, right?" Ken said. Ric chuckled "It's just the one I've had my whole life. So... what did you want to get out of our meeting today? Rawson is going to be over here in a few minutes to take some pics, but I wanted to find out what you're OK with before he tries to direct things" Ric asked. "Uh... is he taking pictures for the website? Or just for me? I don't want anyone to know that I won" Ken said. Ric laughed again, knowing how he felt and how quickly his own attempts at hiding his identity had failed. "Well, I know that they'll want some promo shots to put up on the site and we can get some others for you. You don't have any ink that I can see, so if we hide your face then you will be a lot more anonymous than I was. I got an idea... But what do you want to do today? Just talk? Cuddle? Sex?" Ric asked as he reached for the phone. He dialed room 702 and asked Rawson to bring one of the other masks. He looked up and Ken suddenly got really shy. He was looking down and shaking. "Uh... I... Uh..." he stammered out. "I want to make this memorable for you. You probably can't shock me and while I won't guarantee I can do what you ask, I'm pretty open" Ric said. Ken took a deep breath and mumbled "I want to get fucked like you fucked Rawson. Recreate that scene except with me as the bottom." Ric could barely hear it, but he wondered if Ken knew what he was asking. "That was pretty rough. Are you sure? Have you ever been fucked like that before? Rawson is a pro and even he was sore when we finished" Ric asked. "Yeah, I'm sure. I think I can take it, but that was the idea, right? Wreck his ass and breed him with your poz seed? It looked so hot with his destroyed hole dripping your cum out. I mean... you are poz, right?" Ken said, suddenly no longer embarrassed about his wish and getting excited about it possibly coming true. "Yeah, I'm poz. I also only fuck bare and I never pull out. You OK with that?" Ric asked. Ken nodded and then said "More than OK. The only thing that could make this weekend better is if I get pozzed too. That's something that Rawson couldn't do since he's on PrEP. Can you?" Ken asked. "There's no way to make sure, but I can try. Are you sure?" Ric answered. "Yes. I gave up condoms in college and love feeling a guy cumming in me. I've had guys tell me they're pozzing me before, but I haven't converted yet" Ken replied as there was a knock on the door. Ric went to the door and opened it. Rawson walked in with one of Ric's spare masks in one hand and a professional digital camera in the other. "Ken doesn't want his face shown in any promo shots, Rawson. So, he's going to wear the mask for those, OK?" Ric said. "Cool. We only need a few shots for the site to show that someone did win. I figured three or four action shots and then one of the pair of you together" Rawson replied. Ric kicked off his sandals and told Ken "On your knees. You know what to do." Ken was kneeling seconds later and unbuttoning Ric's jeans. He pulled Ric's cock out of the side of the jock pouch as Ric pulled the compression shirt up, revealing the rest of the biohazard tattoo. Ric quickly found out that Ken was no stranger to sucking cock and was having little difficulty with one as thick as his. The question Ric had was how deep he could take it. Ric heard a few clicks from the camera as Ken sucked away. After several minutes, he pushed the jock down along with his jeans and stepped out of them. Ken was back on his cock in a flash, taking it deeper into his mouth until it was nudging into his throat. Once his cock was dripping both spit and precum, Ric pulled his cock free of Ken's mouth and pulled him to his feet. "Mask time and drop those shorts" Ric told Ken. He stood there looking back at Ric, totally naked in front of two porn stars. Ric saw a nice six inch, cut cock which looked bigger on his smaller frame and pointing straight out from Ken's trimmed pubes. It looked thicker than most and Ric hoped it would get plenty of use once his bug took hold. With the mask in place, Ric turned him around and pushed him on to the bed. "Hold his head" Ric whispered to Rawson. Ric pulled his own mask back and buried his face into the smooth ass. He only spent a few minutes rimming Ken's hole before standing up and pulling the mask back down. Ric watched Rawson focus the camera on Ken's ass as his legs held Ken's head motionless. Several clicks sounded as the camera followed the stiff shaft and the tattoo above it until Ric began to push inside. Rawson climbed off the bed and took several more shots of Ric's cock slowly descending into Ken's ass. Ken was clearly in pain as his chute got stretched from Ric's penetration. His groans got louder, but when Ric paused a moment Ken yelled out "Oh god! Please don't stop!" Ric plowed in deeper until he hit the inner ring and then started thrusting that length. When Ken seemed to be used to his girth, Ric sped up. He spent a few more minutes fucking him on his knees and then pulled his cock out. Ken whimpered at the empty feeling and Ric looked around to make sure that Rawson was out of the way. Ric grabbed Ken, hoisted him off the bed and slammed him down on his back. The rapid fire of clicks from the camera told everyone that Rawson got pics of it all. "Oh fuck yeah!" Ken yelled out and Rawson chuckled while snapping more pictures. Three slaps on the bed and Ric shoved his cock back in, pressing Ken's legs back. They looked at each other while Ric drilled the tortured hole. Ken was letting out an endless stream of grunts and groans only broken up by a few phrases of "oh god yes" and "oh fuck!" when Ric would drive in harder. Ric slowed his pace, but was thrusting in harder. After a dozen strokes, his cock finally broke through the inner ring and Ken howled out. It only took a second for Rawson to toss a hand over his mouth trying to keep the volume down. Ric left his cock buried into the battered hole a few moments and saw Ken's wide open eyes through the mask. He wondered if anyone had ever gone that deep inside Ken's cunt. Ric held on to Ken's legs and pulled him to the edge of the bed. As he slid off to stand on the floor, Ric's cock pulled back through the ring making Ken cry out again. With the hand barely covering his mouth, it was only muffled slightly. Ric now had more leverage and began full strokes, plowing deep inside Ken's ass. When he could easily plow through the second ring, Ric began to pull all the way out and shove back in. He could tell that he taken Ken up to or past his limit and that was good for him since his balls were aching to release their viral load. He grunted with each of the last four thrusts, shooting his cum deep inside. After five pulses he pulled back, showering the remaining cum shallower in the hole. Several pics were shot as Ric's cock slowly pulled free of the abused hole. It took several seconds for Ken to stretch out and then roll over on to his stomach. "Damn, dude. At least I got a few breaks before you dumped your first load in me. I don't think I could have taken that pounding all at once like you just gave him" Rawson said. Ric chuckled and then looked at Ken laying there face down and gasping for air. Ric moved closer and scooped up some of the cum leaking out of Ken's ass. He took a lick and smiled before scooping up some more and feeding it to Rawson. "He's fucked" Rawson said quietly. Ric grabbed a bottle of water and guzzled it down. After a ten minute break where Ric and Rawson talked about the scene they did together, Ric asked "Up for more, Ken, or are you done?" "Oh fuck... I think I can do a little more. I forgot how hard you fucked in that scene. You got another load?" Ken asked. "You've only seen the edited version. There was more" Rawson said, rubbing his bulging crotch as he remembered the fuck that knocked him up. "Oh yeah... I got more" Ric said, winking at Ken. The second fuck only lasted twenty minutes before Ken was in too much pain. He tried to crawl away but Ric would pull him back. Ric finally pushed him flat on the bed and slammed into Ken's ass a few more times, filling the room with a thud and a muffled scream each time. A coating of cum didn't seem to ease the pain but all of them had the satisfaction that more toxic seed was soaking into Ken's battered guts. Ric laid there a minute feeling their sweaty bodies stuck together. "Enjoy the bug. Conversion can be a bitch, though" Ric whispered in Ken's ear before rolling off. "There's a plug on the dresser. Can you put it in?" Ken asked. Rawson handed it to Ric to do the honors. Ric was surprised how easy it slipped in and hoped it wouldn't come out as soon as Ken stood up. With his ass plugged, Ken rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed, wincing in pain as the plug dug into his abused chute. Ric laughed, looking down and seeing Ken's cock still rock hard. "Did you cum?" Ric asked and watched Ken shake his head 'no'. "Come here Rawson. Drop those shorts and bend over" Ric said. A grin came over Rawson's face as he did as he was told. Ric wished he could see Ken's expression behind the mask. He walked up behind Rawson and spit on his fingers before rubbing it over the well used ring. One finger slid in easy and two was a little tighter. He added a little more spit and then said "Your turn, Ken. Empty those balls in this slut. Give him one of your last neg loads." Ken stood and came closer, obviously nervous. His cock was still hard, though, and Ric moved to the side, wrapping his arm around Ken's shoulder. Ken's hands gripped Rawson's hips before he pushed forward and easily slid into the porn star's ass. Once he had sunk balls deep, both Ken and Rawson moaned loudly. Ken ground his hips a second and then started to rock his hips. Ric moved back, grabbing the camera. He snapped several pics of Ken plowing Rawson, some full body and some closeups of his bare cock drilling a porn star. He tried to do a selfie with Ken, but the camera made it difficult to get a decent shot. Grabbing his phone, he snapped a couple shots of their masked heads while Ken kept fucking. It was clear that Ken was just as good a top as he was a bottom and Ric hoped he'd use that talent to breed a lot of guys once he converted. Ken was fighting off his impending orgasm but seconds later he sunk his cock in all the way and began firing off ropes of seed. Ken was not silent when he came. Ric watched his body twitch with each shot of cum accompanied by a long moan that lasted throughout the orgasm. "Fuck yeah! Breed that knocked up cunt!" Rawson said after the first few spurts and Ric wondered if he knew he'd just outed his true status. Once the orgasm was over and Ken had recovered, he pulled his cock free and watched his cum drip out and down Rawson's shaved balls. Rawson stood up and said "Oh god... I'm close" as he turned to face Ken. Ken knelt down and swallowed Rawson's cock through the opening in the mask. He got face fucked less than a minute before Rawson started to growl and shoot his own toxic load into Ken's mouth. Cum was dripping off of Ken's mask as Rawson took a pic of the contest winner and Ric. Both guys were sweaty and their cocks covered in a sheen of cum, but by then both shafts were only slightly hard. "What's your cell number? I'll send you the selfies I got" Ric asked Ken who gave it to him without thinking. He got three pics, two masked head shots and one from above showing their masked heads and Ken's cock plowing Rawson's hole. "I'll forward the pics I took too. I got some great ones. I'll let you know which ones we want to use for the site and you can let me know if they're OK" Rawson told Ken. Ken passed his phone to Rawson and asked "Can you get one more pic without this mask on?" Ken peeled off the mask and while his hair was soaked with sweat, the grin on his face was much more obvious. Rawson took a couple pics of Ken and Ric before he got one of all three of them. "I hope you had a good time, but I need to get going. You got my number, Ken. Let me know how things turn out" Ric said as he headed to the door. "Grab a shower and I'll be back in a few. I gotta let Austin into the other room to change" Rawson said, following Ric out the door. "No way, I want to stay like this until I leave for the airport" Ken said as the door closed shut.

So have I - and there's rather little I haven't done (that I want to do). My problem though, is logistics. I haven't seen it in porn, or heard of it from other guys. That said, I would love to somehow be able to have my tongue inside a raw Hole at the same time a Cock is fucking it - thus actually sharing, being a part of - in real time - the Cock Breeding the Hole. I've tried lying on my back, with the bottom's balls crushing into my face, but my tongue's not long enough (unlike some others on BZ, one in particular who I'm almost certainly closely related) to get all the way into the Hole and have room for a Cock to be rutting in the Hole simultaneously. The ability to be physically, sexually part of two other men Breeding is like the Holy Grail of sexual depravities. I've eaten Holes out immediately after the Breeding hundreds of times - it's part of the celebration for me. I've been part of DP scenes any number of times, I've sucked the remainder off Cocks immediately after Breeding, I've had my tongue/mouth on Cocks at the moment they pumped Sperm up a Hole many times, sharing in the exchange. But - actually being a part of the exchange, having my tongue in the Hole along with the load-pumping Cock, the connection, the "one-ness" - in real time - would be a (wet) dream come true. Maybe next time around .... if there is one.

Absolutely. I've actually told him to his face I'd be down to suck his cock. He didn't say yay or nay, but the smirk on his face told me in the right situation, he'd be down my throat.

Chapter 3.4 - Shane's Mixer "Who all is going to be there?" Mateo asked as they walked over to Shane's house. "I really don't know. It's usually is the old varsity swim team and a few other guys from my class. But I've already heard comments from a couple other guys that they are going to be there too. I guess that some guys take a few years to realize they aren't straight" Ric said. They walked into Shane's parent's house and the setting was different than any of Shane's other parties. Shane hugged Ric tightly and gave him a long kiss before giving Mateo the same treatment. He just got the additional comment of "You're one lucky guy." If Mateo had any second thoughts about going to the party, that one comment made him much more at ease. "Uh... please grab a wristband. White for neg for neg, blue for neg for any and Red for poz. Right for bottom, left for top and both for versatile. No wristband if you're not fucking. I think I know what Ric wants" Shane said, handing two red bands to him. Mateo chuckled and grabbed two more red bands. "Mom and dad are going to be gone until noon tomorrow. I got them a hotel room and hopefully not another brother. They seemed pretty excited" Shane said. "I hope everyone spends some time socializing before fucking tonight" Shane added. Ric laughed to himself, realizing that they all were getting a bit more mature and while they all were horny, everyone wanted to see what each other had been up to. He introduced Mateo to everyone he knew at the party and that was most everyone. He was surprised at Alex's boyfriend, who seemed to be a red haired clone of Alex. They'd finished their first drink when Zac and Joaquín walked in. Zac hugged Ric tighter than ever before and when he finally let go said "Oh god, I've missed you. Ric, this is my boyfriend Joaquín. Joaquín, this is the guy you hear way too much about, Ric." "We met yesterday. How are you doing, Zac?" Ric asked. "Fuckin great! I've got my two favorite guys right here!" Zac said. Ric smiled, wondering if the similarities between himself and Joaquín led to Zac's attraction. He nodded and said "You have gotten a lot more confident. I'm glad you found someone. By the way, this is my boyfriend Mateo." "Oh wow. I never thought you'd get tied down. You must have made a lot of bottoms cry" Zac said, laughing. "We're open. Plenty of other guys still get to feel my dick in them. Same for Mateo. How about you guys?" Ric asked. "We occasionally invite a third, but I had an ex that cheated on me so I'm not ready for an open relationship... yet" Joaquín said. "Once you build trust in each other, it gets easier to let them play with others and know they'll still be there for you in the morning" Mateo said. He chuckled and then said "I guess I won't get to tap your ass tonight, like I was hoping." Both Zac and Joaquín looked surprised that Mateo would be so bold. "He's a good fuck... But just like all of these parties, only do what you feel comfortable with. Just realize you can also try stuff out, without any commitments" Ric said, winking at Zac. -- Ric hadn't seen Mateo for a while so he wandered around, looking for him. When he got to the basement he saw some of the guys had already started to fool around. Ric found Mateo over to the side with his shorts pulled down and a naked, blond swimmer sucking his cock. He was surprised that the guy sucking him had a white band on his right wrist, but knew that Mateo could sweet talk most anyone. He gazed around the room and spotted porn playing on the large flat screen TV. He was shocked to see that he was in the porn. It was the first video he did where he knocked up Rawson. While he had seen it dozens of times, it made him uncomfortable to have it shown where people he knew might recognize him. "Fuck! That scene always gets me hard. I heard that he got pozzed doing that one" Toby said. "Nah... He's on PrEP. It must work since he is always taking charged loads. He should just give in and become a poz slut like us" Ethan replied. Ric smiled and thankfully the next video was of a black guy pounding a short twink instead of any of his others. When it finished, Ric realized that the black guy was Marcus. The next clip was the gangbang with Rawson fucking Will. A moment later, Ric felt someone come up behind him and whisper "Fuckin lucky bottom. If he wasn't poz before, I bet he was after that fuck." Ric turned and saw Shane behind him. "You'd lose that bet. I did get him, but it was a month later. Uh... did you buy all of these scenes?" Ric asked Shane quietly. "Of course not. I downloaded em. Too bad there's only three with you in it, five if you count the two teaser clips. The bottom in those was really lame though. Was he really that wasted or was that what they wanted?" Shane asked. "He was that wasted. Uh... Those videos aren't free. Please don't pirate 'em. It costs a lot to make, distribute and host them. If no one buys them, then Rawson can't afford to make any more" Ric said. "You got your money for em, though, right? Why should you care?" Shane asked. "Because he's a friend and I want him to succeed" Ric replied. He realized there were now a few guys around him and Shane, listening to their conversation. Any thoughts of him keeping his porn career quiet during the party were now gone. "You're friends with a porn star?" asked Toby. "Yeah, I am. He's a good guy. A little twisted some times, but a good person. He really likes watching guys get pozzed" Ric replied. "Who doesn't? Have you fucked him?" Ethan asked. Ric was relieved that he hadn't connected the video with Ric. "A bunch of times. Mateo has too. And my buddy Will, the guy that got bred in that last clip. Rawson loves getting fucked... and if you're his type, he'll fuck you" Ric said. "Shit... that would be so hot to be in a porn flick getting pozzed" the swimmer that had been sucking Mateo said. "We all have cameras and there's no shortage of poz dick here. Just say the word and we'll video it... just no guarantee that you'll get charged up" Ric said, winking at the swimmer. The look on the guy's face told Ric he wasn't really prepared to get knocked up right then. Several guys looked around, looking for someone that might be more willing. A few moments later one guy said "I'll do it" and stepped forward. He was tall and thin, with a little muscle on his arms and legs. His face was long and it looked even longer with the goatee that hung down over an inch from his chin. There were a few patches of fur on his chest and the pouch of the jockstrap he was wearing was full. Ric recognized him from their high school basketball team. "You sure Jon?" Shane asked. "Yeah... I'm ready. Where else am I gonna find this many hot guys to fuck me?" Jon asked. "At the new years party?" Shane muttered quietly. "OK, who's shooting something good?" Ric asked. A naked guy came closer and it took a minute for Ric to recognize Max. The beard covering his face was only the beginning. His chest was covered with a large eagle tattoo and both arms had tribal designs down to his elbow. A four inch scorpion tattoo was on his hip, above and to the left of his cock. Just like when he was swimming, his bush was shaved. Unlike when he was swimming, there was a large Prince Albert piercing on his cock. "I haven't tagged anyone since my boyfriend last summer, but it should still be pretty potent" Max said and Jon nodded. Joaquín stepped up, aided by a push from Zac, and asked "How about me?" A few minutes later they had some extra lights on and Jon knelt down in front of the two tops. Shane and Ethan had their phones in their hands, capturing two angles of the action. Jon sucked feverishly, showing no sign of having second thoughts. Joaquín pulled away first and moved behind Jon. He prepped Jon's hole with spit and worked a pair of fingers inside the tight hole. With only one cock to service, Jon sucked harder on Max's shaft. When Joaquín would twist his fingers around, Jon would groan around Max's cock. Three fingers opened up Jon's hole and when Joaquín knew he was ready, he nodded at Max who sank to his knees, never letting his cock leave Jon's mouth. Joaquín aimed his cock at the slick hole and pushed in. A loud groan came out of Jon and after a few nudges, Joaquín broke through. Ric looked around and most of the onlookers were stroking or rubbing their cocks. Most stayed quiet but a few encouraged the trio. Joaquín kept his eyes closed while he dug deeper and thrust faster. The biohazard tattoo on his wrist was more subtle, but Ethan and Shane made sure it was shown in the video as he gripped Jon's hips. "Fuck! That's thick" Jon gasped before swallowing Max's cock again. Ric was surprised at the ease that he took the pierced cock into his throat and wondered if he hadn't sucked it several times before. Joaquín also looked good plowing Jon's ass. "It's his first neg guy since I pozzed him" Zac said, grinning at Ric. Joaquín opened his eyes as he started pounding harder. His hands moved to Jon's neck and the two bodies began to slam into each other. "Oh fuck!" Joaquín said a few times before groaning as he planted his cock in and started to shoot. "Fuck yeah... you could see his cock throb with each shot" Ethan said after Joaquín pulled out. Other than some cum on his cock, the rest was still deep inside Jon's cunt. Max and Joaquín swapped spots and instead of swallowing the shaft, Jon lapped his tongue all over Joaquín's dick. Max drove his cock in all the way on his first thrust. Joaquín had fucked like any other fuck, but Max fucked to make sure his bug was going to be with Jon forever. None of his thrusts were gentle and he took advantage of Joaquín stretching Jon open and lubing his chute. After several minutes, Joaquín moved back and came over next to Zac. The two kissed and Ric heard Zac tell Joaquín "That was so fuckin hot. I hope you liked it" and watched Joaquín nod. It was now a two man show and Max used Jon as he wanted. Jon's face got pushed to the floor as Max got on both feet, drilling as if he was possessed. The thrusts were hard or harder and mostly full length which made Jon groan constantly as his ass was abused. "Here's your second charged load" Max snarled as he began to fire off volleys of infected seed. Jon whimpered as he took the load. When Max pulled out, he fell to the floor, exhausted. Cum was dripping out of Jon's battered hole. As Max stood up, the swimmer came over and knelt down before him. His tongue lapped over Max's cum covered shaft and while the swimmer may have looked a little uncertain about the pierced cock at first, he lapped all of the cum off before taking the head into his mouth. A few guys looked like they wanted to move in and be the next to fuck Jon, but they realized he needed a break first. -- Gary walked up to Ric after the crowd had dispersed. Most were horny after watching Jon get fucked and several guys had picked out their next partner and the room quickly filled with moans, grunts and bodies slapping together. "That was really hot. I'd like to do that, but I don't want the whole internet to see it" Gary said. Ric looked Gary over, not having seen him almost naked since high school gym. The scruff on his face from a few days before was still there and a coating of fur covered his chest and stomach. The black jockstrap framed his chunky ass and the pouch didn't appear to be bursting. The fur covered his butt and legs too. "I think that's the only one we'll video tonight, but what part did you like the most? Two guys sharing a bottom? The rough sex? Two inked and pierced guys using an unmarked pale guy? A neg guy getting bred by two toxic cocks? The bottom eagerly taking the top's loads?" Ric asked. "That he just gave into his lust. Are those guys really poz?" Gary asked. "Yeah, they are. Have you taken any poz loads?" Ric asked. "I don't think so. It's not something I've asked any of the guys that have fucked me" Gary said. "So, you might already be poz. It doesn't sound like you're avoiding it" Ric replied. "Once I realized I was gay, I wanted to make up for those years I tried to be straight. Shane was a big help. He was the only gay jock I knew back then. Now I know a lot more" Gary said before laughing. "Just be yourself, do what you enjoy with whoever you want. Guys, girls, trans, jocks, nerds, whatever..." Ric said. "I know that now. There were only a few guys that caught my eye in high school. You were one, since I liked that you didn't shave everything to look younger or more feminine. I get that the swimmers do it for performance, but I prefer guys that are hairy. There were times that I wanted to talk to you, but I was too scared" Gary said. "Scared? Why? I'm not a six foot two linebacker that might try and beat you up" Ric replied, grinning at Gary. He didn't want to tell him that he avoided most of the football players in high school because he thought that they'd play "beat the fag" on him. "I was scared of anyone knowing I found some guys hot" Gary replied, looking down at his feet. "Well, that's in the past. At least you didn't wait until you were fifty and had two kids to figure it out. Just look to the future and do what makes you feel good" Ric said. "Unfortunately, what I want is probably going to hurt" Gary said. "Why?" Ric asked. "From what I see in those videos, you're not very gentle" Gary said. "You know?" Ric asked, looking worried. "Shane told me. He told me not to tell anyone else, but your videos are really are hot" Gary replied. "That's not how I always do it, but that's what they wanted. Uh... are you telling me that you want me to fuck you?" Ric asked. A smile covered Gary's scruffy face. "You were the first guy my age I thought was hot. You were hairy like me but confident and then senior year I found out you were gay. It made you even sexier, but I was afraid to say anything to you and risk the football team finding out" Gary said. Ric looked over and saw Mateo talking to Joaquín with Zac no where around. "Well, my boyfriend is busy right now so I got some time. If we fuck, I'll breed you and my load's pretty toxic. You ready for that?" Ric asked. "I don't care. I've dreamed of you fucking me since high school. If it happens then I'll have gotten pozzed by a porn star" Gary said, smiling back at Ric. They found a spot nearby and Ric told Gary "Suck me." He nodded and got on his knees before pulling Ric's cock out of the pouch. "Oh god yeah" Gary said, looking over the hardening shaft. Ric wondered how much experience Gary had, but found that he had learned quickly. He doubted Gary would be able to deep throat him, but his tongue and lips were doing a good job at getting him hard and slick. Ric's hand helped Gary nudge a little deeper until his gag reflex took over. A few people started to gather around, watching Gary suck Ric and a few made comments like "Fuck, that's hot" or "I wish I was sucking him" and "Think he'll fuck him?" Ric smiled and concentrated on Gary's blowjob. He pulled out and lifted his shaft up, quietly saying "Balls" as he heard some guys gasp as they saw Ric's cock at full mast. Gary lapped over the two large orbs before sucking one into his mouth. When Ric let go of the shaft, Gary took it back into his mouth, trying to take it as deep as he could. Ric felt his throat relax and he made it another inch, but there was still a few left to go. A quick squeeze with his throat and Gary pulled off. "On your back, Gary. Show me your ass" Ric said. Gary nodded quickly and laid back, pulling his legs back and showing him his hairy ass. Ric knew he'd be tight and wondered how long it would take to open him up. He rolled Gary back on his shoulders and started to rim him. Spit and a tongue started to open him up and he shortly added a finger. He'd had a lot of guys enjoy his prep of their holes and from the moans he heard, Gary was another. A second finger slid into the relaxed hole and Ric quickly added a third. There may have been a half dozen guys circled around them, but Ric and Gary were in their own world. A few quick twists from his wrist made Gary groan out "Oh fuck yeah... this is gonna feel so fuckin good." Ric gazed around and saw the group watching them had grown by a few more guys, all stroking except for one that seemed to be slowly fucking the guy in front of him. "Yeah? You want me to fuck you now?" Ric asked. Gary nodded and his grin got bigger. Ric added a few more gobs of spit to the slightly gaping hole before rolling him down. His shaft still glistened with Gary's spit on it and Ric pulled the rest of his foreskin back before resting the head at the entrance. He waited a moment for it to close a little more. "Last chance..." Ric said before he pushed in. The prep work had done it's job and while Gary was a little tight, he was able to slide in over half way before he got a pained groan from Gary. He began to slowly rock his hips, going a deeper each time. Gary's legs rested on Ric's shoulders and his hands grasped Ric's legs, pulling him closer. Several minutes later, Ric was pulling most of the way out and then driving back in. Gary would reach up and stroke his stiff cock a few times and then let go, sometimes rubbing his hand over Ric's sweaty chest. "I can't believe Gary is taking that huge dick", "That's so hot. I'd love to get knocked up like that", "You think he's as toxic as Shane said?" came some comments from the onlookers. Ric gave a firm thrust, making Gary cry out "FUCK!" "You want all of it... or is this enough?" Ric asked. "All" Gary whimpered. Ric chuckled and wondered if he truly was ready. Each of the next thrusts knocked against the ring until he finally broke through. Gary gasped and one of the audience filled in the words he was unable to speak - "Oh my fucking god!" Ric stayed planted a moment before pulling back and driving back in. The smile was gone from Gary's face, replaced with a mixture of shock, pain and fear. Ric could feel Gary's body quiver and his outer hole flex a few times around his shaft. "Ahhh, good. Now I can breed you deep" Ric said, plowing back and forth until he was easily driving his cock past the ring and their bodies slammed together. Sweat was dripping off his body and onto Gary's matted fur. He was getting close but tried to hold off a little longer. When Gary started to moan again and the smile came back to his face, he knew it was time. The thrusts got faster and Gary's eyes locked on his again. "Do it... Breed my ass" Gary said. Ric saw guys all around them stroking in time with his thrusts and looked around, saying "Don't waste it" before turning his attention back to Gary. The first few shots were planted as deep as he could before he pulled back slightly and showered the rest over the battered tissue. Gary's cock sprayed his chest and face with his own seed, milking a few more spurts from Ric's cock. "Oh fuck yeah! I waited so long to feel that!" Gary panted as Ric looked down at him. They stood there for a minute before Ric pulled his cock free. He reached out to pull Gary to his feet, but Gary just rolled on to his knees. For the next few minutes, Gary's tongue licked over the softening shaft before he kissed the tattoo above it. Ric looked around and a couple guys were wiping their mouths after swallowing someone's load. Ethan was using a handful of cum to slick his cock up before mounting another swimmer with a blue band. "Thanks! That was even hotter than I thought it would be" Gary said. "Good. You took it better than I expected since you don't have years of experience" Ric replied. "A buddy at work is pretty thick and fucks me a lot. Not as thick as you or as long, though. I've never had anyone go that deep" Gary said. Ric chuckled. "How ya feeling?" he asked. "Sore... and scared" Gary said. "If you're not ready, hit the emergency room for PeP. Otherwise, wait and see what happens. Anyone here with a red band can help you with questions or when you convert. If they won't, tell me and I'll beat their ass. My bug is in most of them" Ric said with a grin. -- Ric and Mateo were sitting at the airport waiting for their flight to board. "Did you like meeting all the guys you've heard stories about?" he asked Mateo. "Yeah. They are a friendly bunch. I wish I had that many gay friends in high school" Mateo said. "I only knew some of those guys then. The others didn't come out until after. That was my plan too, but I got outed" Ric said. "You turned out OK" Mateo replied, winking at Ric. "How was Joaquín?" Ric asked. "Fuckin awesome. I think he and Zac are going to try being open. He looked to be turned on watching Zac fuck some short furry guy after I'd bred his ass. They were laughing when Zac and him left, so they'll probably keep doing it" Mateo said. "Cool. They do make a cute couple" Ric said. He'd been meaning to text Thad since finding out he had given his mom a tattoo. "You inked my mom?" Ric sent off. "LOL, I dunno" Thad sent back. "Hope Daryl liked poking her tits too, LOL" Ric replied. "If we'd known we would have given her a discount" Thad sent. "NP, she's no longer bitching about my ink. Sending my dad your way. He's in the club so he gets that one at least, but he needs something bigger too. Can't do arms since it can't show at work. I'll pay 4 it" Ric said. "OK. Send me ideas and when he can get here" Thad said.

I love everything natural about sex, so no condoms, no deodorant and absolutely no perfume. Love ripe pits and cock and a musky hole. Scrub up for work and social occasions of course, but like to work up a good natural man scent otherwise and love it on others.

Cumcicles are fun. I think I have a vid somewhere of a guy filling up my ass with some. The frozen cubes are hard for me to get in because of the shape. I like the cold but I can’t relax my hole to the temperature 🤣. One of my regular fuck buds has a bullet ice cube tray that he freezes loads in for me. They go in a lot easier than the cubes. As @LoveAndBeLoved noted, unfortunately HIV won’t survive the freezing process. If it did I’d have a much better chance of being poz by now.

Paul Morris

Part 3 As Drew and I both worked to get more of his young turgid meat into my straight married mouth I became aware of a tart taste on my tongue. Not an unpleasant taste at all. Something I wanted to taste more of – just like I wanted more of this sexy guy's pulsing cock sliding into my mouth and my throat. I moaned around my mouthful of cock as I tasted more of the fluid collecting on my tongue. Then it hit me....that was his precum! He was oozing it continually now and I hungered for more. I pulled my mouth off of his spit-shined hard cock and looked at his sweating smiling face. “Damn man your precum tastes so good! And there's so much of it,” I finished saying as I licked more of the juice from his wide piss slit. Drew was holding the pipe in one hand and a lighter in the other preparing to get us both higher and hornier. “It's all yours daddy. Every sweet drop of my precum is for you to swallow. And if you like how my precum tastes you're going to go fucking wild when you taste my cum.” With that he took a huge hit off the glass pipe keeping his dark eyes locked on mine. I didn't even flinch when he mentioned me tasting his cum. I automatically knew I was going to and I wanted to. With my eagerness heightened I wrapped my lips back around Drew's dripping cock taking it almost balls deep in one movement. “Oh fuck yeah Justin!”, Drew cried out as he exhaled another huge cloud. “Suck that dick man. Yeah stud suck my cock for me and work for that first load of cum. I wanna feed you every thick tasty drop daddy. Part of your boy inside you.” I growled around the meat filling my throat, now on a mission to get my boy to cum down my throat. I wouldn't stop until his nuts were empty. He had taken my spot on the couch and I was on the floor kneeling between his muscled spread legs. I licked and kissed the hair dusted balls holding the prize I now needed. Drew moaned and slid a little closer to the edge of the couch as I buried my face and tongue in the musky sweaty smell of his shaved crotch. I inhaled this man's scent digging deeper into the area where his thighs and balls joined. I heard Drew moaning and was proud that I was making this stud feel so good with my inexperienced mouth. I felt his strong hand running through my damp hair then ever so gently nudging me downward as I realized he was pulling his legs back more and giving me better access to his groin. “Lower, daddy” he whispered so softly I almost didn't hear him. But then, “Lick me and kiss me lower there daddy. Run your warm wet tongue across your boy's hole. It needs attention daddy. Please!” he begged as I felt more gentle pressure on the top of my head. Somehow or other this guy who was young enough to be my own son had me under his power and I wanted to please him. In the back of my mind I knew at least part of my readiness to surrender was the drugs we were smoking but this jock stud was in charge and we both knew that. I'd heard raunchy remarks over the years about eating ass but never thought about it. I enjoyed eating out my wife's pussy and making her cum from it but the thought of tasting her asshole never entered my mind. But now I was practically panting as I looked at the hairless clean puckered hole in front of me and silently obeyed Drew and lightly brushed my tongue across his boyhole. Drew immediately gasped and arched his back causing my tongue and lips to press harder against his taint as I instinctively started drilling into his succulent flesh. “Yes daddy! Oh fuck yessssssss! Eat that hole fucker! Eat it like you eat her pussy. Gawwddddddd that feels so good daddy! Eat my hole man! Fuck me with your tongue! Oh yeahhhhhh!!” I grabbed his trembling thighs to brace myself and went to town on his asshole. And like everything else he had shown me so far I had no idea where this hunger and craving were coming from. I was a very conservative almost kind of vanilla guy when it came to sex, but there was a fire lit in me and I wanted to let it burn. Drew was pushing his ass outward toward me as I dived deeper trying to taste his insides with my tongue. “Eat me you damn hot sexy fucker!”, Drew moaned. “Yeah daddy give in, don't hold back. Eat the fucking hell out of your boy's hole! Make me soaking wet so you can slide your hard married dick inside me and fuck me daddy! I want you to fuck me with your cock! Please!!” His words opened a door in my mind I never knew existed. Behind that door were things I had never consciously thought of or imagined. Things that all my life I was told were wrong and filthy and were only done by men whose minds were warped and per**rted. But hearing him beg me to fuck him made the lust I was feeling increase tenfold. Fuck him? He wants my dick in his ass?!! That's so dirty, so wrong. These thoughts were rushing through my mind in nanoseconds even as I drilled deeper into his delicious opening hole and felt his nuts bouncing on top of my head as he jacked himself. Yeah it's dirty and wrong but so damn hot, I told myself. I want to fuck him and give him my cum. Panting I raised my sweat and spit slicked face from his twitching hole, my eyes taking in the sight of his strong hand wrapped around his hard-as-rock dick, traveling over his ripped heaving abs, his hard stiff nips and finally meeting his gaze as he stared at me with nothing but desire in his eyes. “Aw fuck daddy! You ate me out so good. You liked eating my boyhole didn't you, daddy? Did you like how I taste?” “Daddy loved eating your hole boy! It was so warm and tasted fucking great! I couldn't get enough of it!” Drew grabbed the glass pipe and lighter and told me to sit next to him on the couch. I did and he had me take 3 big hits while he kept whispering in my ear how good my tongue had felt in him and how wet he was with my spit. He took my left hand and guided it down to his hole. “Here, daddy. Feel how wet you made me. So wet and relaxed and hungry for more”. I moaned against his neck as he adjusted slightly causing a finger to slide easily into his hole. “Mmmm yeah daddy finger my hole. Finger me and get my wetness all over your wedding ring. That looks so good doesn't it?” he asked in a seductive moan. I looked down and saw my ring finger sliding in and out of his wet hairless hole. I saw the wedding ring on that finger pressing against his flesh then withdraw only to repeat the move over again. My mind was screaming at me, telling me I was married, I was straight, I couldn't do this. But as if reading my mind Drew took hold of my throbbing shaft and began stroking it. “I need this in me Justin. I need your cock in me fucking me. Please daddy. Fuck me, fuck your boy. She doesn't need to know, does she?” (to be continued)

[This is my adaptation of a hot story I read here] Seduced into Poz I decided to write a story for my magazine about bug chasing – gay men who deliberately choose to get infected with HIV. Even though I thought of myself as a straight male and I was married to a beautiful woman, I found this subject fascinating. For some reason, I decided not to tell my wife about the project. When she went out of town on business, I started to interview gay men online to learn about why they wanted to get pozzed. I have to admit I found myself getting aroused by their stories, and I even watched porn clips and films about it. Then I connected online with a guy who said he pozzed other men for money – a “poztitute”. I was intrigued and asked him if we could meet so he could tell me his story. The next night I went to the gay bar he recommended and waited for him. It was my first time in one, and I was nervous. In walked the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. I was surprised when he walked right up to me and said, “You must be Andy. I’m Eric.” He shook my hand and held it for what seemed like a long time. We started to talk. Eric told me about his sex work and why he enjoyed it – liberating men from their fears and letting them enjoy man sex in all its fullness. He went on to share erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding and caused me to get an erection. I don’t know why I was so turned on. I realized he was coming on to me, and I found that exciting. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue, as he stated he could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his “massive viral load”. As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they “helped prime a bottom’s plumbing,” which meant nothing to me at the time. Then he rested his hand on mine and left it there, stroking mine gently, sexually. No man had ever done that before and I felt a strange excitement. He told me he was pozzing a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was rock hard at the thought of watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. It probably didn’t hurt that Eric’s hand brushed my crotch and that he realized he had turned me on. When he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool so his crotch chanced to press against my thigh. I realized he was hard. I was strangely excited to know that he desired me, too. The next evening, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing his doorbell. Eric answered the door buck naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence, his manly aroma. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a losing battle. He had a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick cock that never hung quite down but arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he told me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the “fuck-fest,” to use his words. He disappeared back into his bedroom. I sat down in front of the TV, which was showing a gay porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had bareback sex and boasted about giving their bottoms their charged loads. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10 thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric’s dick. What had I gotten myself into? I thought about making an excuse to leave but every time I started to speak I couldn’t. My mouth was too dry. Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally, he said that it looked like his friend wasn’t going to show. He said I could do a better story if I role-played a bug chaser. I said OK. He told me to undress, which I did. He saw my erection and smirked. “You’re a good actor, Andy.” I turned red but didn’t say anything. “I like my chaser to feel feminine, because he is going to welcome my seed into his cunt,” Eric said. He handed me a pretty women’s wristwatch and slipped a very feminine diamond engagement ring on my finger. It glistened in the light. I felt a chill go up my spine. Next Eric fastened a black leather dog collar around my neck. “And this symbolizes the chaser’s acceptance of his submission to my will.” I felt myself trembling. Finally, he gave me a studded black cock ring to wrap around by swollen dick and balls. I’m not that big – maybe 5 inches – but I felt huge. “Andy, you really need to let yourself feel what the chaser feels.” He told me to stand close to him; I obeyed. He placed his hands on my waist. I felt our cocks rub together and gasped at the sensation. I placed my hands on his powerful arms and noticed how dainty and feminine they looked with the watch and ring. Eric leaned forward and kissed me on my mouth. It was the first time I had kissed another man. I was surprised how natural it felt. He gazed into my eyes and smiled. “Now suck my cock,” he ordered, quietly but firmly. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. “Put your mind in the chaser’s space,” Eric said. “You’re about to take my seed, my pozz juice. You will forever be joined to me. Look at the ring. Just like your wife felt when you gave her a ring like this. She knew yours would be the only cock she would let inside her. My chasers are bound to me the same way.” I looked at the ring out of the corner of my eye and felt the thrill of knowing Eric and I could be forever tied if I went through with it. I heard Eric moan as I pleasured him with my lips and my tongue and even my throat. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there, holding hands like two gay lovers. I lay naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock and balls, and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: drops of pre-cum oozed out of his cock head. I loved the taste of his pre-cum -- slick, salty, and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then, leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could feel myself being opened up. I knew what Eric intended. He said the best way for me to understand what a chaser felt was to let him slip his cock inside me. I resisted, but each time I said “No” it was with less conviction, and he knew it. His persistence and my rising lust won out. When he assured me he’d pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. I still declared I wasn’t going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on my hands and knees. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first, a sharp burning and stinging sensation. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: I now understood why so many gay men love anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. He whispered in my ear, telling me how cute I was, how I was natural bottom, how wonderful my “boi-cunt” felt. I loved his words – they made me feel so desired. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an approaching orgasm, but I didn’t hear (or maybe didn’t want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him “no mas” at the first sign he was going to cum in me. Encased by the leather ring, my balls and cock swelled deliciously. While all this was happening, my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time (my pretty, feminine watch said forty-five minutes), Eric paused his thrusts and said he had some things to tell me. “I can stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. And I can cum and not make a sound.” Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. “I already came twice inside you, Andy.” Before I could say anything or pull away, he grunted, “Here cums the third load!” Eric's strong hands moved to my shoulders and he pushed me face down into the mattress. His full weight was on top of me, pinning me to the bed. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock spasm and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. He pulled my face to the side and kissed me deeply. I opened my mouth and did not resist his tongue. Then I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric’s still-hard cock plugged my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me he knew I really wanted it, that no straight male would let himself be talked into sucking cock and then getting fucked. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night so he could fuck me some more. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I cried as I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. Then I sat for a while, processing what had happened. I looked again at the engagement ring and the pretty watch and realized I had never experienced anything close to what Eric and I had done. Finally, I looked in the mirror, and said aloud, “I’m a gay man. I’m a faggot. And now I can enjoy sex the way I was meant to.” When I came out of the bathroom, I saw that Eric had fallen asleep. I slipped into bed with him. He felt me and rolled me onto my back. Then he kissed me passionately and I eagerly responded. I felt his cock harden again. I pulled him on top of me and murmured, “I need you inside me.” He just smiled. I pulled my legs up and apart, and invited him to penetrate me as my wife had so often invited me. As he fucked me, I saw the light reflect off the diamond ring again and realized Eric and I would always be linked by the gift he had given me. My body was soon wracked by an orgasm that started in my toes and went on and on. Eric said I had just had my first “sissygasm”, which proved I was a true faggot. Soon he erupted inside me yet again. He would fuck me twice more during the night, cumming inside me each time. Early the next morning, we agreed we would march together in the upcoming gay pride parade. “Promise me you’ll wear the watch and ring in the parade while we hold hands,” He said. I kissed him passionately and said, “Of course!” I dressed and went home. Later I saw that my underwear was stained with his cum and my blood. When my wife got back to town, I told her that I was gay. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I never wrote the article, but soon became an AIDS activist. From time to time, Eric and I get together to make love, and I always wear the special jewelry he gave me.

I've been around the block a few times but there are still some things, for circumstances beyond me, that are on my list. Of them, fucking a sweet anonymous ass and taking a gooey load from a swollen cock at a glory hole is up there. Would love to hear from others. What's in your wallet... I mean list?

How does everyone feel about natural smelling men. I shower after the gym every day, so smell fresh and clean for work which is important to me, but by the end of the day at home, my pits are dripping, and smell nice and funky. Anyone else enjoy the natural smell of a man, and do others of you push it a bit further and skip washing?

[Short - 100 words, feedback welcome] Jolt Jolt of pain as his thrust hits deep. "Sir, please..." I whine, hands on his hips in weak protest. He holds firm and savours the glisten of my eyes. His throbbing pride pushes against my guts. His invasion awaits my surrender. "More lube?", I ask plaintively. Long gnarled fingers grip my ankles and hold my legs high. No position to negotiate. His response is best viewed from behind; a squeeze of sagging flesh as he pushes in deeper. My whimpers feed his satisfaction. Our bodies contort as he leans forward to whisper. "You get what you're given you dirty cunt".

Love it, especially a nice unwashed uncut cock. Not rank, but where it has its own "character" 🙂 I've mentioned elsewhere I actually like running a couple of fingers through my crack when I get home at the end of a day and having a sniff.

There aren't that many things that I want to do but haven't at least tried at this point. One would be getting two cocks in my ass for a prolonged fucking, I've never succeeded for more than a couple strokes. My biggest group sex item on the list would be to get double fucked while fucking an ass and sucking a cock. I have a lot of items on my list that I would merely like to do more frequently, but do occasionally get while traveling.

Mine prob will never happen but here goes, bit out there 🤭 To be in a live sex show poz orgy, broadcast over the country To spend a week in a prison sucking off any and every inmate.

Chapter 3.3 - Meet the Parents "Can I fuck your dad? You did mine last summer" Mateo asked after Ric invited him to his parent's place for the Thanksgiving holiday. "He's already poz, but I don't think he'd turn down your dick. Hands off my mom, though" Ric replied. "Unlike you, my dick has never been in a girl... or woman. I guess I'm more gay than you" Mateo said, before laughing. Both of his parents picked up Ric and Mateo from the airport. He'd never seen them so happy. They piled into the car and more formal introductions and hugs waited until they got home. Ric's mom hugged Mateo for a long time and Ric could tell she was whispering something in Mateo's ear. They dragged their luggage to Ric's room and Mateo looked around. "Nice room. It has your personality. I bet this bed could tell some stories. At least you washed out the cum stains" Mateo said, grinning back at Ric. "I suffocated it with pillows so it can't say anything" Ric replied. "Have you knocked anyone up on it?" Mateo asked. "One, for sure. Probably two others. You've already met the for sure one and you'll meet the others on Friday. Word spread fast that you were coming to visit. Everyone wants to meet you" Ric said, winking. They went back downstairs to the kitchen and Ric noticed a lack of any dinner prep. Frank turned and asked "What are you two drinking? Milk or water?" and immediately burst out laughing. "Mateo is twenty one so he can have the real stuff. I'll just wait til next year" Ric said. "Unless you're going out tonight, you can drink what you want. I'm sure it's not the first time" Frank said. "Vodka and tonic, please" Mateo said and Ric said "Cerveza." Ric started rummaging through the pantry, looking for food when his mom said "Don't ruin your appetite, we ordered dinner. It should be here soon." Ric laughed and the four continued talking. When the doorbell rang, Ric went to collect the food. "Tip is on the table" his mom said as he walked by. Ric opened the door and the delivery guy stared at him. "Ric? I thought you were out west" he said after a few seconds. Ric's mind spun, trying to remember the football player's name. They hadn't been friends in high school, but knew who each other were. He still had the linebacker build, but seemed to be keeping in shape unlike some ex-jocks he knew. "Uh... Gary? Yeah, I'm back for the holiday" Ric replied. The guy nodded and handed over two bags of food. Ric gave Gary the tip and smiled back at him saying "Thanks!" "Uh... Are you going over to Shane's party Friday night? He mentioned something about a special guest" Gary said. Ric was surprised that Gary knew of the party since Shane usually limited the people that were invited to only gay guys. Gary always had a girlfriend so he wondered if this party wasn't going to be the usual fuck fest. "Yeah I am. His parties are always fun. Are you going?" Ric asked. "Mmhmm. My first one since coming out. Uh, I gotta drop off the next delivery, I hope we can talk then. See you there. Oh, thanks for the tip, too!" Gary said as he turned and ran back to his car. When Ric got back to the kitchen, the conversation was now in Spanish. Mateo was finishing up telling his parents about the volleyball game in the pool the previous summer when Ric visited. "He just told us he had a great time. We never heard about all the things you two did" Frank said. Ric cleared his throat and said "We did lots of fun things, including a few that aren't meant for parent's ears. Let's eat!" -- Ric and Mateo went down to breakfast and found Frank making food. Frank was about to pour the salsa verde over the chips, but then turned to Ric. "Your mom is over at a friend's house this morning. I think you should know that we have opened our marriage up. She knows that I prefer men and I found out that she prefers women. We still love each other and this seemed to be the best way to deal with it. I hope you understand, Ric" Ric smiled and walked over to his dad, hugging him tightly. "As long as you're both happy, that's all that matters. I was wondering when it would come out. I guess that there was no way I could escape being queer if both of my parents are too" Ric said, smiling. "Oh, thank god... We wanted to say something last summer, but there never was a good time. And then you went back to school. Your mom will probably want to tell you too, so please leave her some time. I know you always stay busy when you're home" Frank replied. "Yes I do. The devil loves idle hands, right? When will mom get back?" Ric asked. "Some time after noon. Why?" Frank asked. "Someone wants to give you a nice recharge" Ric said. Mateo glared back at him and Frank looked shocked. Slowly Frank began to smile, realizing that Mateo must know of their trysts. "You know I am always available for you. But what of Mateo? It would be rude to leave him alone while we fuck" Frank said. Ric was the one grinning now. Ric said "He's the one that gets to breed you. I got to fuck his dad, so it's only fair he gets to do you too." Frank took the platter of chips and put it into the oven, setting it to keep warm. He looked at Mateo who was laughing to himself and grinned. "How about now?" he asked and then added "Do I get both of you?" Ric looked at Mateo and once he saw his face replied "Yes, but not together." Ric already knew his boyfriend's expressions and knew what he was thinking from them without a word being spoken. Ric made himself some coffee as he watched his boyfriend and father run up the stairs. Over the next hour, Ric heard all sorts of noises. Grunts, moans, a bed slamming against the wall, and various cries from both of them. After the sounds died down, Mateo walked into the family room, wearing only his sleeping shorts and smelling of cum. "Your turn. He's pretty loose and sloppy, so even your dick won't have a problem. Have fun, I did!" Mateo said as Ric set down his cup and went upstairs. "That hungry ass need some more?" Ric asked as he walked into the spare bedroom. He noticed it had been redecorated and assumed it was now his dad's playroom. Ric was naked half way across the room and his dick that had been stiff hearing them fuck earlier, was now totally hard. Frank was face down on the bed and Ric climbed up, burying his face in the cum covered ass after giving each cheek a firm slap. "Yes it does... It's been so long since you fucked me" Frank said. Ric tasted Mateo's cum and his father's sweat. He tongue fucked the hole and easily poked inside. When he dug his tongue in deeper, Frank squeezed his ring. Ric sucked some of the cum out and let it sit on his tongue while he moved in, dragging his cock along the crevice and to the waiting hole. Slowly, he sank his cock into his dad's cunt. "What? What's that on your dick?" Frank yelled out when the row of piercings rippled through his ring. "I got a ladder piercing, dad. Do you like it?" Ric said, pausing and pulling the bars back through the hole before sliding back in. Frank moaned loudly and then grunted when Ric gave one last shove to bury his cock all the way in. "So much easier than when I first fucked you. You've been getting a lot of dick haven't you?" Ric asked. "Some... but it's never enough... You know?" Frank replied. "I spend most of my time on top. Not many get to fuck me... Mateo mostly" Ric said as he pulled back. He found it strange that he could talk to his dad so easily about what he did with his boyfriend sexually. The next thrust was firm and began several minutes of drilling. "He's a good top, but I'm sure he fucks differently with you. Sex between partners is always better than with others" Frank replied as he worked his ass around Ric's plunging cock. "Mmhmm. He's a good bottom too, but only a few get to experience it anymore" Ric said as he started to pound harder. Frank began grunting and pushing back to meet Ric's thrusts. Ric knew he was getting close so he pulled out and flipped his dad over. His cock aimed at the gaping, dripping hole and slammed in to the base. The strokes weren't as hard as before since Ric wanted to spend a little more time fucking his dad after such a long break. Frank guided his legs to Ric's shoulders and let go before slowly stroking his own stiff cock. The hair on his stomach was matted with sweat and soon precum too. Ric dripped some spit down on his dad's cock, helping to lube it as his dad jacked his cock. Frank began to work his ass more when he heard Ric start to grunt and stopped stroking his own cock. The hard shaft stood pointing at his head as Frank reached up with one hand and rubbed over Ric's pierced left nip with his thumb. The thrusts got harder until Ric's cock started to fill Frank's ass with his virus laced cum. A second later, Frank's cock shot out the first of several volleys, landing on his face and chest. The moans from both of them faded like the spurts of cum and both grinned at each other. "You've become quite the stud, Ric. That was quite different than our first times together. You look so confident and at ease even when you fuck harder" Frank said. Ric chuckled before replying "I've had some good teachers and a lot of experience helps. By the way, Joe told me to say 'hi' and 'thanks' to you." "Joe?" Frank asked, looking confused. "Uh..." Ric said, trying to remember Joe's escorting name. "Dave, the guy you hired to take my virginity. His real name is Joe. We're good friends and he says it's all your fault" Ric said. He chuckled again and said "Joe says to call him next time you're out west and he'll show you a great time!" "I worried for months if I had made a mistake doing that. You changed so quickly after meeting him. I liked seeing you more confident, but thought you were going too fast and not thinking about your future. Now I can see you've become a smart, sexy man with a good partner" Frank said. Ric pulled his soft cock out of his dad and said "You didn't make a mistake doing that. It was the exact push I needed and I appreciate it. I hope we can keep fucking whenever we're together and not wait so long." -- Ric and Mateo showered together before getting dressed in shorts and a tee. They lounged in the family room talking about their fucks with Frank. Ric's mom showed up almost at one and had a glow about her. "Ric, can you go down to Crawford's Restaurant and pick up our dinner? I would have stopped but I need to take a shower first" Ric's mom asked. He and Mateo changed clothes and headed off to get their Thanksgiving dinner. The brief car ride was quiet until Mateo said "She must have had a great time. I look like that after we've made love." Ric smiled since he'd been thinking the same thing. They walked into the restaurant and stood in the short line for meal pickups. Ric recognized the guy behind the counter and tried to figure out why. When they got to the head of the line the guy looked at Ric and obviously recognized him too. "Uh... Ric?" the guy asked. "Yeah? You look familiar but I can't remember your name" Ric replied. "Joaquín. You were a year ahead of me in high school. I was on the wrestling team. You're looking good. Are you back for the holiday?" he replied. "Yeah. I guess mom didn't want to cook this year. How are you doing?" Ric asked. "I'm good. Working here and taking classes at the junior college" Joaquín said. He looked around, checking to see if anyone was near. "Are you going to the party tomorrow night at Shane's?" he asked and Ric nodded 'yes'. "Zac will be excited to see you" he said quietly. "Oh, you know Zac?" Ric asked. Joaquín grinned and replied "Yeah, he's my boyfriend. He gave me something from you" before pulling back the sleeve and exposing the small biohazard tattoo on the inside of his wrist. Ric laughed. "That little bug gets around. Oh, this is my boyfriend, Mateo. We'll be at the party. Mateo wants to meet all these guys he's heard me talk about" Ric said. "Cool. I think Zac still has a crush on you" Joaquín said just before another guy came up and set down a styrofoam cooler and two large bags on the counter. "There's your feast. I hope you enjoy it. Be sure to save up all your leche, though. I'm sure there are going to be several guys at the party that want to take that legendary dick" Joaquín said, winking at him. They collected the dinner and loaded it into the car. As they drove home Mateo said "You're a celebrity around here. Is your bug in every gay guy in town?" "Not yet. Hopefully Shane's got a couple more to knock up tomorrow" Ric said as he pulled into the driveway. "Joaquín is fuckin cute. I hope you don't mind me tagging his ass tomorrow" Mateo said. "He is cute. I thought he was straight, but it's good to know Zac found someone. And you never have to ask my permission. You can fuck anyone you or your dick wants" Ric said. When Ric and Mateo got inside, the table was set and a bottle of champagne was chilling in a silver bucket. The food was put out on serving dishes and everyone sat down. While dinner was take-out, Ric thought it looked ten times better than his mom's usual fare. With the champagne poured, Frank made a toast - "To family and our special guest. May our adventures be rewarding and our love for each other continue to grow." Ric couldn't remember his father being so sentimental at any family gathering. Usually they just dove into the food and drinks with only the bare minimum of toasts. About half way through dinner, Ric looked over and saw the bracelet on his mom's wrist. It wasn't like the usual silver chains she wore. It looked like there were charms on it but the rope was thicker and dark. "Uh... mom? Is that a tattoo?" Ric asked. He watched his mom smile and blush. "Yes, dear. A friend convinced me that they can be used to mark special times in your life. When your father and I realized we needed experiences that the other couldn't provide and let each other try them, it made our marriage a lot stronger. It made me rethink a lot of things, too. You won't hear me complain about your tattoos ever again. Or your piercings. Helena took me to this shop up by the university. I wondered why we had to drive so far, but once I was there, I understood. Those young men were amazing and tattoo artist was so understanding and helped me design it. It's a vine with leaves that shows that I'm growing as a person. I'm not so sure about the nipple piercings, but I heard they take a while to heal" his mom said. Ric chuckled. "They wouldn't be Thad and Daryl, would they?" "Yes, that's their names. Do you know them? I'm pretty sure they are gay too" his mom said. "Yes they are. They're partners. I've spent hours in Thad's chair. He has done all of my ink and Daryl has been the one to pierce me. Nipples do take a long time to heal compared to other places, though I only know about men's nipples" Ric said, finishing off his plate. He never expected having a discussion like this with his parents, but he liked their new openness. "I think you need to go visit them too, dad. Figure out what you want, first. Thad will make it look amazing" Ric said. "I can't have anything visible for work. I do like the one Mateo has on his back. It's simple yet bold" Frank said. Mateo chuckled. "I like it too, but it's hard for me to see. The one on my arm is easily visible and it has more meaning for me too" he explained, winking at Ric.

And I can vouch for the fact that he smells REALLY good!

I would add an honorable mention to the late Gordon Grant who was a gay model and porn actor. Grant was in porn back in the late 70s through the 80s with COLT STUDIOS. What really made him stand out was just how naturally masculine and spectacular looking he was. Square jawed with the body of an athlete with high testosterone, Grant possessed every attribute of the ideal young male. He wasn’t covered with tattoos nor loaded on steroids like the prevalent look today in porn so many affect appearing like a hyper masculine warrior fuckgod, he was naturally and he had it in spades.

Paul Morris and his TREASURE ISLAND MEDIA studio is another. This man basically said ‘Fuck No’ to convention when everyone was adhering to condoms and SAFE SEX. Morris knew men, gay men, and what most want: bareback fucking, raw, sleazy gutter sex, and he produced it on film.

Listen, if I'm at a gloryhole and a cock comes through. I'm sucking it, and I'm swallowing the cum. End of it for me.

I actually have a friend who sucked his dad's cock thru a glory hole in an adult book store when he was 23. Neither had any idea until they both walked out of their booths and saw each other. They were shocked at first and didn't know what to do or say so they both headed in different directions. His dad came to him a few days later in his room and asked him if he wanted to talk about it and he said not really, and then his dad told him it was the best blowjob he had ever had and left. A few days later while his dad was in bed sleeping and his mom was at work, he went into his dad's room and pulled down his dad's boxers and started to suck his dick. They've had an ongoing oral relationship since and it's been about 10 years now. All his dad wants is a good blowjob on a regular basis and he is proud and honored to help his dad out.

There’s a difference between the muskiness of a perspiring man and body odor, so let’s science this shit. Normal, everyday sweat is produced by sweat glands called eccrine glands, and the sweat they produce is predominantly water. But there’s another king of sweat gland, the apocrene gland, that produces sweat in response to stress, and the release of adrenaline, hormones, and cortisol in the body. This sweat is thicker and contains more lipids and protein - in short, a picnic for bacteria. When you smell unpleasant body odor on a man, you’re not smelling the man, you’re smelling the bacteria camped out on his skin, enjoying the feast of apocrene sweat and basically all farting in unison. And as it happens, where are all those apocrene sweat glands concentrated? In the crotch and armpits. Eccrine glands emit lipids and proteins too, though not as much, but if a guy doesn’t wash, the bacteria food piles up, with the same result. Deodorants, and especially cologne, may simply override the underlying stink without addressing the cause, unless the deodorant has an antibacterial component. But the most direct means of tackling body odor is to remove the deposit - use soap. Also, eliminate the causes of stress that are activating the apocrene glands. Scent is not a big factor for me, as my nose isn’t particularly sensitive. I don’t mind a musky smelling man, but a man who has allowed the bacteria to colonize his skin to the point that he smells more like them than himself is very disagreeable to me. He still gets to fuck me, of course - I just don’t breathe through my nose.

I was 10 when I got hair!....all these stories remind me when time I was a in HS...I can't remember why the classroom was empty but it was just me and a freshman..he was a little brother of a good, Senior, friend of mine...anyway we where joking around and razing each other...I said something like dude, you've probably still got a baby dick , you know bald like one!...He got up and stood right in front of my desk and pulled the front of his shorts down and that mule dick made thump sound when it hit my desk! It was hairy and was definitely a man's dick! He stood there and smirked! He said this isn't a baby dick and laughed! I said well that will make your daddy proud and I stand corrected!

I have a massive thing for dad son roleplay, it started as just preferring older guys (about 50-60) (who I would never force them to put on condom, so I took a lot of cum over the years) and then the dad thing came along, mainly I think it’s the [banned word] of it. Same as when I started on prep I lost some of the thrill I got from fucking bb with everyone. Ten years later I noticed that suddenly I was into even older guys, something about the silver hair, the often belly, gets me really turned on, and I get particularly turned on if they are a lot older and have a filthy streak to them (which helps in the older younger roleplay). Probably getting to the older the better almost, where it comes from? Probably my desire to be a filthy pig boy 🤷🏼‍♂️

Hell yeah, I've wanted to suck his dick since I was 13 and saw a Polaroid of it🤤

A couple of things here: First, you have lived a heterosexual lifestyle up until this point, and seem to indicate that prior to the anal play you were satisfied and content with that. Ask yourself, and be honest with yourself in answering - at any point in your life before this did you experience any interest or curiosity about men’s bodies or sexuality? Did you ever have any thought at all about what it would be like to do something sexual with another male? Was there ever an actual incident in which you had any kind of sexual contact with another male in the past? If the truthful answer to all this is no, then it would seem unlikely that you are a ‘closet’ homosexual or even necessarily a bisexual. Second, pleasure from anal stimulation is universal to all humans and has nothing to do with sexual orientation. We evolved a pleasure response to something moving through the anus to encourage the necessary function of defecation when it becomes necessary; if it were painful we might resist doing it, or if we felt nothing we might ignore it, to the detriment of our health. So it would be odd if you didn’t take some pleasure in the stimulation at some level, and doing so doesn’t mean you’re suddenly gay. Third, remember that you’re watching pornographic representations of anal sex. Porn is notoriously not a true and accurate depiction of real sex. It is made to sensationalize the acts and make them more extreme, explicit and extravagant, using models (one is reluctant to employ the term actors) with attributes incomparable to the vast majority of the general populace. Temper your expectations accordingly. Fourth, beware. You are curious, but in trying it with an actual male you may find that you don’t like it. Also, beware - you may find that you do. In the first case, you may be disappointed, and it might be advisable that you start with something less than an abject surrender to the world of assfucking - wade before you dive. In the second case, there are multiple perils. Cocks are like potato chips; if you like them there’s no way you can stop with just one. Making a habit of them requires accepting certain risks, including the inevitable occasional STD. More importantly, however, you must consider the risk to your marriage and the relationship with your wife. It may be that in order to preserve what you have, you may have to let this curiosity remain an unanswered question. In some marriages, such a dual sexuality is possible; in mine it was not, and I lost mine. Tread most carefully. Decide what you’re willing to sacrifice for a cock up your ass before you take it.

Fake moans by the bottom. Being completely silent isn't good either when you're being plowed but jeez....some of those bottoms really overdo it. Pretty annoying.

Abso-fuckin-lutely! I'd drop pants for him anytime.

Chapter 3.1 - Broken The messages kept coming in and Ric was holding to his one or two escorting gigs per week, depending on his schoolwork, social calendar or Mateo's needs. He was being picky with which clients to meet. Guys he had met previously got preference and then he would pick the more interesting ones if there was time. He had done a few more gigs with Paul, a couple with Joe and one more with Mateo. He liked the ones he did by himself the best, though. He took a break from prepping for his test the next day and went through the messages on his work phone. "Hi, I heard from a friend (smarkham88@) about your services. Would like to meet for a little fantasy play next week. Avail evenings after 8" one message said. Ric had gotten numerous referrals and he was happy that guys would tell their friends or fuck buddies about him. When they told him who referred them it was even better, since he felt they were lower risk. "Thanks for your message. Next week is a little busy, but I might be able to do M or Tu. What type of fantasy were you looking to try?" he replied asking to contact him by phone. The guy had a sexy voice and said that he knew of Ric's status and was looking for some risky play involving a broken condom. "Broken or pulled off during sex, like stealthed?" Ric asked. "I hadn't thought of that. I think broken might be hotter" the client replied. "Do you want it to break right away so it's bare most of the time? Or just at the end?" Ric then asked. "Somewhere in the middle. I don't really want to know when, I've never been able to tell when they've broken before" came the response. "OK. Pull out to cum or do you want the load?" Ric asked. "I want to be dripping your dirty seed for the rest of the night" the client said. Ric winced at the word but ignored it since the guy was going to be hiring him for his viral cum. "You're paying for it, you should keep it in as long as you can and let it work it's magic" Ric replied. After a little more discussion, Ric had the info he needed for their meeting Tuesday night. Sunday afternoon, Ric and Mateo played around, trying to see how much force it was going to take to break the latex during sex. Both of them hated the feeling and Ric decided that he wanted the condom to break as quickly as possible. One brand seemed to break easier and he practiced pulling his cock free, digging his fingernail into the tip and then shoving back in. It took a few tries until he perfected the technique and felt he was ready for the meeting. It was an expensive hotel and Ric dressed better than he normally did. Usually the concern was how easy it was to get out of his clothes and fuck, but he needed to fit the surroundings. This time, the tie and dress shirt were going to slow him down. He knocked on the door a minute early and there was no answer. He waited a minute and knocked again. Ric checked his phone and there were no messages from the client but he sent one to him. "At room 533. no answer. Waiting in lobby for a few min." He waited another minute and with no answer at the door once more, he headed to the elevator. Ric sat in a comfy over-sized leather chair in the lobby, glancing at his phone frequently to see if he got a reply from the client. After fifteen fruitless minutes, he decided he had gotten blown off. He stood up and headed toward the main doors, strolling slowly and feeling a little angry. "Ric? What are you doing here?" a guy walking toward him said. There were two other guys next to him, all dressed similarly in expensive dress shirts, pants, ties and loafers. "Hi Devon. I was supposed to meet a friend but they got tied up. You're looking good. Are you here for a wedding?" Ric asked. He had a class with Devon and had seen him at several pride events. They'd had a few conversations over the past year but nothing sexual ever came up. Devon was mixed race - black with some Asian features. His lightly muscled body exuded confidence and his bright smile made him easily approachable. He was an inch or so taller than Ric, with closely buzzed hair and a single diamond stud earring in his left ear. Ric had never seen him dressed in anything other than designer brand clothes and always with a collared shirt, usually a Polo. "Nah, just a greek thing. Our annual awards banquet and dance. We were just grabbing a toke break. So you're leaving?" Devon asked. Ric nodded, adding "Yeah, just gonna go home and study." "Join us. The DJ is about to start. You can grab a few drinks and shake that hot ass of yours" Devon said, smiling. Ric saw the other guys grin, before nodding. He was a little surprised since Devon had never made any comments about Ric's body before. He figured that the alcohol and weed had loosened him up. "Thanks, but I'm not in a fraternity so I'd be out of place" Ric replied. Devon shook his head and said "It's just a party from now on. Besides, I paid for two and didn't have a date so you can be my arm candy for the rest of the night." Ric felt weird but the four went back to the ballroom and the music had already started. Waiters in tuxes were wandering around with trays of champagne and hors d'oeuvres, dodging the people dancing. Ric was surprised at the size of the crowd. Devon's friends went in search of their dates while he and Ric staked out a spot on the dance floor. As soon as a waiter walked by, Devon grabbed two champagne flutes and gave one to Ric. They toasted and sipped the bubbly while dancing gently, getting into the groove of the music. They talked a little and Ric started feel more comfortable. They had finished half of their glasses when the first guy came up and said "I didn't see you with a date earlier, Devon. Very nice catch." It was just the start of the stream of people coming up and making comments. Ric heard "Much nicer than the guy last year", "Your taste is improving, Devon. This one can talk AND dance", "He's a lot hotter than your date last year. He even knows not to chug Bollinger" and "I think you guys might win the cutest couple award." Ric kept being introduced to dozens of people who's names he would never remember but it cemented the idea that Devon knew a lot of people. Devon seemed to cringe every time someone mentioned his date from a year before. Ric wondered how anyone could not be fun around him, since he was having a great time. The empty glasses were replaced by full ones and their dancing got more energetic. With some alcohol loosening him up, the freshly emptied glasses were set on a table and their dancing became more physical. People would come up and dance with them a minute and then drift off, most giving Ric a wink. Several dances got erotic and when the inevitable slow dance came up he found Devon in his arms staring back at him, inches away. His hands dropped and gripped Devon's ass tightly, pulling him close before he kissed him. Ric was surprised at how accepting everyone was with two guys dancing together just like the straight couples. The next slow dance found Ric behind Devon, his hands grasping Devon's waist as Ric ground his hips against Devon's ass. About a minute after the next song started, Devon leaned in and whispered in Ric's ear "Want to go up to my room? I got really turned on after that last dance." The pair walked into the suite on the tenth floor and both started stripping before the door had shut. Both were naked by the time they fell on to the closest of two queen beds. They made out for several minutes before Devon started moving down Ric's body, letting his tongue explore Ric's neck, chest, nipples, stomach and finally cock. Ric felt him stroke his dick a few times and then he froze. "Uh... You're poz? The only guys I know with that tattoo have HIV" Devon said. "Yeah, I am" Ric said, expecting the fun to stop there. "You got condoms?" Devon asked and Ric nodded. He pulled the four rubbers out of his pants pocket and then the four lube packets and set them on the table next to the bed. "Cool. It's been a couple months since I've had sex and I need it so bad" Devon said, grabbing a condom and tearing the packet open. He rolled the sheath down Ric's cock and then coated it with some lube. He went to rub some on and in his hole and Ric said "I prefer spit first." Devon looked up and grinned back at Ric before climbing on the bed. Ric followed close behind and had his face in Devon's ass a moment later. Both guys were moaning and Ric could feel Devon pushing his ass back, trying to get his tongue in deeper. His fingers joined the party, one by one. Three fingers and a tongue were swapping spots making Devon's moans louder until he was begging to get fucked. Ric ate his ass longer than he normally would, savoring the taste and feel of an eager bottom. The pressure from the condom though told him he needed to fuck soon so he could get the damn thing off his dick. The hole was covered in spit and there was plenty inside too, but Ric added some lube from the packet and spread the rest over the latex covering. Based on Devon's comment of not being fucked for a few months, he expected him to be tight. He was, but Devon took the bulk of his shaft with one slow push. He waited a few moments to let the hole get used to his thick cock. Ric started with slow strokes with each one getting a little longer. As much as he knew a bare fuck would feel a lot better, it wasn't a terrible feeling. The ladder piercings seemed to be giving him some extra pleasure and every time they rippled over the outer ring, the tone in Devon's moans changed. After about ten minutes of fucking, he began to thrust faster. "Oh god yeah... That feels so good... I haven't had a cock that thick in me for a long time..." Devon moaned out. Ric laid on Devon's back, rolling his hips for a couple minutes until he pushed up on to his feet and crouched behind Devon. A push on Devon's muscled shoulders and Ric was now in a position to drill faster. He only lasted a few more minutes before he felt the latex give way on his inward thrust. Ric remembered that these were the condoms for the client that was looking for a broken condom scene. He knew they weren't as strong as the ones he usually used for clients that wanted them, but it was all he had. He stopped immediately, yelling out "FUCK!" "What?" Devon asked. "The condom broke. Just a sec... Let me get another one" Ric said as he slowly pulled out. The latex had ripped in the middle from the piercings squeezing through the Devon's sphincter. With another condom on and lubed, Ric pushed back in. The brief feeling of Devon's chute on his bare cock had felt really good, but he went back to fucking him with his covered cock as quick as he could. The second one lasted ten minutes and shredded when Devon started working his ass ring around Ric's shaft. "Shit! This one broke too" Ric said, slowly pulling out again. He pulled the remains off his cock and grabbed a third condom. By the time he had it on and covered in lube from another packet, he found Devon on his back with his legs pulled back. He added some more lube to the hole and slid in, looking back at Devon. The grin was still there, which surprised him. Broken condoms were a hassle to deal with and always killed the mood as far as Ric was concerned. "Ya know, most guys would have given up by now. The fact that you're trying to keep me safe is kinda hot. It shows you care about your partner" Devon said, dropping his legs down before wrapping them around Ric's body. "Now fuck me" he said. Ric did just that. The extra lube was helping him slide in easier and the expression on Devon's face told him that he was enjoying it. He leaned forward a little and felt the head of Devon's long, cut cock rubbing over the trail on his stomach with each thrust. He felt a thumb rub over his left nip and then the right one making him grunt and fight off shooting his load into the condom. Devon chuckled but didn't continue, opting for a longer fuck. "Oh... For fuck's sake!" Ric growled out several minutes later, after he shoved in a little deeper than he had before. Once again he froze and shook his head. He pulled back and there was just a ring of latex with a few shards hanging off it. Ric ripped the ring of latex off his cock and reached for the last one. "Don't bother. I think it's a sign. I prefer it bare anyway" Devon said. "You sure?" Ric asked and watch Devon nod 'yes' as he moved back in position. He wasn't going to ask twice, wanting to feel the bare chute gripping his cock to make up for the covered sex and the hassle of the broken condoms. Devon's legs wrapped back around him once he had slid his bare cock most of the way back in. The feeling was much better and his cock seemed to get harder. Ric's thrusts got harder too, not having to worry about the condom. "Oh god yeah! That's how I like it" Devon said when Ric started to drill him. Devon started to work his ass around Ric's cock like he had earlier. Without the condom limiting his speed and depth, Ric plunged in deep until his hips were planted on Devon's butt. A loud growl filled the room followed by Devon crying out "FUCK!" Ric grinned back at him and pulled back slowly a few inches before shoving back in. Ric felt Devon's body quiver around him but his grin quickly came back. He began driving in and out building up speed and occasionally bottoming out. Several minutes later Ric felt the cum start to rise and knew he wouldn't last much longer. Devon's legs were still wrapped around him, following his body with each stroke. "About to cum... gotta pull out" Ric said breathlessly. "Nope" Devon replied and tightened the grip with his legs. The pressure only let Ric drive in one last time before his cock began to pulse, shooting ropes of cum into Devon's unprotected cunt. "Aaahhhh fuck yeah!" Devon moaned out as the load filled his gut. Once Ric's orgasm ended, he looked down and saw the grin still plastered over Devon's face. He pulled free before crawling next to him and stretching out, looking over his sweaty, smooth body. "Damn that was hot. You don't fuck with condoms much, do you?" Devon asked. "As little as possible. Why?" Ric replied. Devon chuckled before saying "You looked a lot more comfortable when you went bare and the sex got a lot better." "Well, I was trying to make sure they didn't break. My size and the piercings tend to make em tear. This was a new brand I got, too" Ric said. "Toss em. They suck" Devon replied, laughing. "I dumped a big load in you. It's been a few days since I emptied them" Ric said. "Yeah it was. I love feeling a guy cum in me. That's why I wouldn't let you pull out" Devon said. "But it's a poz load. Pretty viral too" Ric said. There was a couple seconds of silence before Devon replied "If shit happens, it does. Now that I know what your condom and bare fucks are like, I think I'll take it bare every time." Ric sat up and laid against the padded headboard, pulling Devon between his legs so his back was resting on Ric's chest. A few minutes of nothing but two guys breathing and Ric's hands stroking over Devon's sweaty chest was broken by Ric asking "What's the deal with your date last year? It sounded like he wasn't much fun." Devon closed his eyes and sighed. "I didn't want to go alone again after the first year. I waited too long and the gay guys I knew all had plans" he said, pausing and breathing deep. Devon continued "I hired a guy." His head dropped and Ric could tell he was ashamed of admitting it. "It sounds like you hired the wrong guy. Did you enjoy any of it?" Ric asked. Devon's head tilted up and turned back to Ric, surprised at his accepting response. "Not really. He couldn't dance. He barely spoke to anyone. He ate like a gorilla and drank like he was an extra in Animal House. The worst part was that he couldn't keep it up. He gave decent head and swallowed my load, that's about it" he said, shaking his head. "That sucks. Now I understand some of the comments from earlier" Ric said, stroking Devon's chest. A few seconds later Devon asked "You really think it was OK to hire a guy like that?" Ric chuckled. He wasn't going to tell Devon who he really was waiting for earlier. "Of course. That's what escorts are for, right? It might be for a social thing that you need someone to join you, or it might just be for sex. Maybe both. Someone good won't embarrass you like the guy you found last year" he said. "Yeah. I kinda took the first guy I could find. I had never done anything like that before" Devon replied. "I take it you're out to your fraternity?" Ric asked, trying to get the conversation away from escorting. "Oh yeah, out to everyone. I think they were surprised that I interviewed them more than they did me when I pledged. I told them right away and wanted to know if it was a problem before I went any further. They've been pretty good. I get to bitch slap them when anyone makes an inappropriate comment. It also got me on the pledge committee. I guess they want to grow from the queer and non-white community. I've met a lot of people from it. Hopefully the connections and experiences help when I try to get into med school" Devon said. They kept talking and a while later they heard a sound from the door. "Shit. The guy I'm sharing the room with is back. I guess Calvin didn't score with the girl he was hitting on" Devon said. Neither moved, Ric figuring there wasn't much point to it - he wasn't going to hide in the bathroom. "Damn, this room smells of sex. At least one of us got lucky" Calvin said. "No luck with the Delta you were hitting on?" Devon asked, still laying in Ric's arms. "The fuckin tease dragged it on all evening and then said she was saving herself for marriage right at the end. People still do that shit? Now my balls are blue and the party's over" Calvin whined. Ric was watching Calvin, trying to see how comfortable he was with two naked gay guys laying in a bed together. "Are you trying to rebound after the guy last year? This one isn't your usual type" Calvin asked. Both Ric and Devon laughed. "I guess I should introduce you guys. Ric, this is Calvin. He's half of our social committee. He likes the party but not the planning part" Devon said. "Dick" Calvin said, smiling afterward. "Hey" Ric said, giving Calvin a wink. He figured that Calvin was straight, but must be comfortable around a couple naked gays. "Mind if I watch you guys and try and stroke one out? Or are you done?" Calvin asked. Ric chuckled, finding the request really strange. Devon however didn't say anything. He rolled over on his knees and got on all fours, looking back at Ric first and then over at Calvin. When he looked back at Ric again, Devon said "I was hoping for round two." Ric leaned forward on to his knees and took his spot behind Devon. He dripped some spit on Devon's still cummy hole, gave his cock a couple strokes and pushed back into Devon's hole. A loud moan filled the room once again. His strokes got harder and yet Devon was pushing back into them. When their bodies slapped together Calvin would look over. Ric noticed that Calvin was having problems getting his cock fully hard. He wondered if the idea of watching two guys fuck in front of him was a lot more erotic than actually doing it. "You ever have a guy blow you?" Ric asked Calvin shook his head no. His cock was still laying in his hand, only partially hard. "Come on over here. Devon has a really talented tongue. It doesn't make you queer to let a guy suck you to see what it feels like. Gay guys give much better head than women, in my experience anyway" Ric said. When Calvin didn't move, he added "What happens in this room stays here, so don't worry about anyone finding out." Calvin came closer and then inched his way to Devon's open mouth. Ric slowed his pace, plowing his bare cock into the load he'd planted earlier and Devon stopped rocking back. Ric watched and once his cock had a pair of lips around it, Calvin closed his eyes. His body started to sway back and forth a minute later and Devon's mouth worked its magic. Ric saw a few different reactions from Calvin and he figured it was from something that Devon did. Slowly Calvin's nervousness faded and Ric began to fuck harder again. A loud gasp came from Calvin and Ric wondered if it was the first time his cock had ever felt a throat grip it. When Calvin wrapped his hand around the back of Devon's head, Ric knew that he was now getting into it and experiencing a blowjob unlike any he had ever had. He moved a little closer and seconds later Devon was now fucking himself back on Ric's shaft and forward on to Calvin's. Ric watched Calvin open his eyes, realizing what he was actually doing. He looked down at Devon sucking him and then back at Ric fucking Devon. Ric started to drive in harder and Calvin did the same. Soon, Devon stood still, taking dick into each end. Ric knew Calvin was close and a moment before he began to shoot, Ric told him calmly "Don't pull out. Leave it just inside his lips and feed him your load." Calvin looked shocked at Ric's comment but did as he was told. Watching him shoot his load into Devon's mouth triggered Ric's own orgasm. He buried his cock past the inner ring and fired off a half dozen shots. The three stood there motionless, waiting for everyone to recover. Calvin looked embarrassed, surprised at what horniness combined with alcohol would allow him to do. "Balls feelin better, Cal?" Devon asked as he licked his lips. "Uh, yeah. Thanks" he replied, slowly backing away. Ric laid back on the bed and Devon turned around, licking the cum from his cock. A few minutes later, Devon was laying next to him. "Fuck, that was hot. I haven't done anything like that before. I've just seen shit like that in porn" Devon said. "Sometimes you just have to try new stuff and see if you like it. Uh, you doing OK over there, Calvin?" Ric asked, seeing Calvin sitting on the other bed, still stunned. "Yeah... I just can't believe how good that felt. If I did that to a woman she'd beat my ass" Calvin replied. "Not all. There's some that get into it. And not all gay guys like it either. But now you know of another way to drain your balls" Ric said. A few minutes later, Ric added "I hate to fuck and run, but it's late and I need to get home. Thanks for the fun evening." He got up and found his clothes, putting them back on. Ric grabbed the last condom packet and dropped it into the trash can before saying "See you at class on Thursday, Devon" and walked out the door. -- The following day, Ric was walking to his next class and felt his work phone vibrate in his backpack. He pulled it out and there was a message from the client he was supposed to meet the night before. "Sorry, I got tied up with work last night. Can we reschedule for tonight?" he texted. Ric sighed and shook his head before tapping out "Sorry, my time is very limited. I have a strict no-show policy and you didn't have the courtesy of letting me know you wouldn't be able to make the appointment. You will need to find someone else." He hit send before he stuffed the phone back into his pack and continued off to class.

You seem the exact kinda fucked up i like 😈😈😈

Funny you should say that. I called the county’s Board of Health Dept this afternoon and (nicely) raised a little hell about the delay since I signed up 2 months ago and mentioned what I’ve witnessed elsewhere. An hour later I received a phone call and now have my vaccine appointment scheduled ! “ Can you say ‘baby’ ? “ ” Can you say ‘Jesus’ ? “ ” Now, put them together and repeat after me, ‘baby Jesus’ ! “

My sex has been fairly vanilla and boy do I have a list... the few below are a good start. Spend a weekend nude at a gay campground. I absolutely love being nude. Say yes to everything that is suggested, asked, or "pops up". An underwater gang-bang. Me sucking one guy underwater while another (or two) fucks me. More guys can jump in as needed. Really work my breath control fetish! Sex with a gay couple, one poz and one neg, and I don't know who is who. Being a bottom at a station in a gay-fetish BDSM corn maze. When you find me, I'll be in whatever BDSM contraption the maze masters deemed fit. Do with me as you will! Go to Berlin and check out some of the back room action you hear stories about. Get fucked by a porn star. I want it to happen spontaneously, basically he approaches me. And we fuck, no questions asked. An all-gay orgy. Let's make a weekend of it. Sex with a poz guy, and I make a game of being in control of when his cock in me. For those that have read some of my past posts, you know there are more details in the backroom forum. And if there are recordings of any of the above, all the better!

when a top pulls out and comes rather than coming inside.

I was in Toronto on business and had been chatting with a hot muscle jock who has a PA in his cock...which I happen to love. We weren't able to hook up at my hotel as I was staying quite a distance out of town, so I decided to hit the baths one afternoon when he was free, and I invited him to join me there. Arriving at the baths, I got a room with a sling. While waiting the arrival of the muscle jock, another very hung man kept hanging out my door so I finally invited him in. Began blowing him in earnest. He had a nice thick cock, and as I blew him, I craved it up my ass. As he moaned and thrust into my mouth there was a knock at the door. He jumped, but I told him I was expecting my buddy. I opened the door, and my buddy proved to be even hotter in person than in his pics online. He immediately stripped and clearly liked what he saw, as his very nicely sized PA cock was sticking straight up. I went back to blowing the first guy as I presented my ass to second guy. Without hesitation, he began rimming me, getting my hole wet for fucking. I then turned around and started blowing him, sort of enjoying his metal PA clicking on my teeth. He in turn began sucking the other guy. My buddy started fingering my ass too....and kissing the other guy. He invited the other guy to slide into my hole. The other guy was a bit tentative about going in bareback, but was encouraged and ended up going for it. While I continued to suck my buddy's dick, the other guy begin grinding his raw cock into my hole. My buddy was grabbing my head and pushing it down onto his dick. Then, my buddy wanted in my ass as well, so the two guys flipped me around and that pierced cock broke my hole open. I took that cock hungrily. One more switch...and the original guy was back to pumping my now very happy fuck hole. His breathing got harder and my buddy began to kiss him deeply. I just focused on feeling him pound harder and harder into me, feeling his cock begin to swell up. He let out a big moan and shoved deeply into me. I could feel a very large load being pumped deep into my guts!!! After his last spasm of cum left his cock he pulled out and left, leaving me and my buddy. My buddy was SO turned out he immediately threw me onto my back and began to pound hard into me as well. He wanted to save his cum for a later time...so kept edging himself even as he pounded my hole. We finally took a break and went out into the 'public areas'. He lead me to a fuck bench so he could begin to slow fuck me there, and to see who showed up. Some other guys did come around and were stroking. One slid his dick down my throat while my buddy plowed me. I heard some conversation, and felt my buddy pull out only to have a stranger's dick enter my hole. I moaned in pleasure as both of my holes were being used, slurping on the cock down my throat as he face fucked me, and as the guy in my ass opened my man. I could hear their breathing get faster...and they must both have heard each other, because I suddenly tasted cum being sent down my throat at the same time the guy in my ass also shot his load into me. When they left my buddy grabbed me and led me back to our room. He was intent on putting up the sling. I jumped into it, got my legs into the restraints. We left the door open for the show. He slid his hard cock into my now cummy hole and began very deliberately fucking me. Then he looked at me and asked "Want my piss, baby?" I let out a huge moan of "YESSSSS!" He stopped all movement and held me still in the sling. Looking deep into my eyes, I heard him say "Here it comes" and with that a flood of hot liquid flowed into my ass. He clearly was enjoying it as well. Eventually his piss stream ended and he began a rhythmic fucking of my hole again, which was, of course, full of piss and cum. There was a hot slurping noise each time he pulled out and pushed back in. My hole was so full of man juices being churned deep in my gut. I could feel him get harder and harder as his breathing became more labored. Then he leaned over and kissed me, whispering in my ear "My poz cum is gonna flood you now" as he simultaneously leaned back and shoved hard. His dick spasmed, as he added his charged load into my hole. He stayed inside me a while, kissing me over and over deeply. After he finally pulled out, we chatted some more. He met me at my hotel a couple of days later and gave me another good piss fuck! Totally made my trip to Toronto!!!!

i feel the same way, like now while I'm neg, I don't have the standing to get a bio tat, but as soon as i get pozzed, i will do so. Making it unambiguous that people know what they're getting - well, most people will know.

Just gets better and better

Witnessing a hole being loaded at a public sling in a sauna can be a huge turn-on, to the point of making a total bottom like myself want to top and breed a recently bred hole and add his own load to the mix.

I got crabs cottaging when I was 14. Then syph was my first