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Chapter 1. Tom and I had been married for a few years. We’d been to a few neighborhood parties that had smoothly transitioned into boystown swinger parties. We usually wound up leaving just as things were getting steamy, and we’d go home and have great sex. At one party, we wound up staying a bit later and swapping with a hot couple. We had seen these guys out and about but didn’t even know their names, or their status. It was the first time I watched Tom take a stranger’s raw dick. It made it even hotter knowing I was raw-fucking Tom’s top’s boyfriend. The top bred my husband as I filled up his boyfriend’s butt. We later learned their names were Bill and Mike. When Tom and I got home, I fucked another load into Tom’s hole using the stranger’s cum as lube. I slid into my husband with my dick still smeared with the stranger’s boyfriend’s ass juices. Tom moaned as I pounded his squishy hole describing how amazing it felt being raw-fucked by a total stranger. I was so turned on, I came in my husband’s hole, mixing my load with what the other guy had deposited. I had Tom sit on my face and gleefully ate as much seed as his hole could squeeze out. We knew we hadn’t been safe with the strangers and decided we enjoyed it enough to open things up a little. To be responsible, knowing we’d both be playing bareback from time to time, we should both go on PrEP. I was pretty good at taking my pill daily, but over a few months, Tom would forget from time to time, especially if I didn’t remind him. Other than a few neighborhood swaps, we were usually mostly monogamous… mostly. We knew it was only a matter of time until one of us hooked up without the other one there. Well, I had had a fling with this sexy guy a few months ago while Tom was out of town for a conference. Before he headed out, Tom and I discussed the possibility of raw-fucking with other guys. We promised to be open about it and to faithfully stay on our PrEP. I met this guy, Andy, at the gym. Andy is on the short size, well-toned, and a chest and bubble butt covered in light brown fur. He flirted with me across the room flaunting his bulge and muscled ass in tight shorts. We chatted each other up in the locker room and went for coffee Afterwards, Andy came home with me. I’d never had sex in our bed with anyone other than my husband, and here I was about to breed a practical stranger. We rolled around, and he made me cum, twice. Andy liked it kind of rough and asked me to hold his throat while pounding him. His hard cock bounced around as I railed his ass. He grabbed my hand, begging me to really choke him. That made him shoot his load all over his furry belly. I scooped it up and smeared my bare cock with his cum before fucking it back into him. My first load went deep in Andy’s hole, and I snapped a few pics to share with my husband. After breeding Andy, he toyed with my balls and noted that they still seemed full to him. He begged me to breed him again. I told him I rarely came twice, and he just winked at me. He talked dirty as he fondled my balls begging me to fill him up again. I pounded him even harder than before as he moaned. My second load went deep in Andy’s tight raw hole as he came a second time all over our sheets. I took a pic of the sweaty mess we’d made and sent it to Tom. The sex with Andy was good we made plans to breed again soon. That night, I described the whole sweaty encounter to Tom and texted him the pics I’d snapped. One of our ‘rules’ was always kiss and tell. Tom jerked off as I told him how good it felt breeding that guy’s furry butt twice. Tom was so horned up that he went on the apps and found a top to come over to his hotel room and stretch out his hole. I got steamy pics at 4AM of stranger who bred my husband really pounding his hole, leaving him leaking cum. Tom gave me the details the following morning when we next spoke. It made me hard hearing his sexy story and I jerked off twice to the pics of his freshly-fucked hole seeping out a stranger’s load. When Tom got back from his trip, we had great sex as soon as he walked in the door. Only after sliding inside my husband, Tom told me that he'd had the hotel stranger come back and breed him before he flew home. I knew I was sliding around in another man’s seed and it made me cum. I remembered the feeling from when we’d swapped with those guys at the party. I fingered Tom’s used cummy hole and worked some out and jerked him off with it. Tom asked me if I liked sliding into his cummy hole, and I reminded him that this was only the second time we’d done it. He told me he always liked getting fucked twice and offered to bring loads him from time to time in his ass. Just talking dirty about me sliding into another man’s creampie was enough to push us both over the edge. I added my load to what was already sloshing around in Tom’s guts just as he shot off all over himself. I lapped up his cum and savored the taste as I continued to gobble down what leaked out of his ruined hole. After shooting my load, Tom asked me how Andy had made me cum twice, something he’d rarely been able to coax my cock to do. He loved getting bred twice and thought of getting bred three times might feel even better. I told him that after I’d cum inside Andy, he let my cock start to go soft. Just as I was about to slip out of his ruined seeded hole, Andy had started toying with my balls, rolling them around with his fingertips. It made me go wild. I was rock hard again instantly, and he went back to riding me. My first load dripped out of Andy’s puffy ass lips and down onto my balls. I bred him a second time before sending him on his way. Another rule Tom and I try to respect is to avoid sleepovers. As fun as it would have been to cuddle with Andy overnight, I knew it would be best to save overnights for me and my husband. Having learned the secret of Andy’s ball-tickling technique, Tom regularly coaxed a second load out of me. I messaged Andy a few times over the next couple of weeks and didn’t hear anything back. It wasn’t like I wasn’t having a lot of sex, so I hardly realized it’d been several months since I bred Andy twice. In the meantime, Tom began regularly coming home full of another man’s cum. He’d sit on my face as I ate his ass before mounting my cock. I’d add my load to what he brought me, and then Tom would tickle my balls while telling me about his first breeder. At the end of many days, Tom went to sleep with three loads from two different men oozing out of his stretched-out ass. I especially liked it when his first breeder must have been hung. The only thing better than sliding into Tom’s cummy ass was sliding into his cummy ass when he was really opened-up and loose. If you’ve never raw-fucked an open freshly-seeded ass, you don’t know what you’re missing. More and more often Tom would forget to take his PrEP pill unless I reminded him. One day he came home and sat right on my face. As he ground his sticky crack into my mouth, he told me he’d been bred twice already and he hoped I’d put two more loads in him. He rode my cock as two loads slipped down my dick. He told me he didn’t know the guys’ names, but he was pretty sure one of them was POZ. I asked him if I was fucking a stranger’s POZ cum deeper into his hole and shot my load as he shouted, ‘YES! YES! YES!’ He let me start to go soft and then tickled my balls, just like Andy did. He told me that he had something else naughty to share. He spun around, haunched on my cock and held my face. He looked right into my as as he told me he’d stopped taking his PrEP pills about two weeks earlier. He bounced up and down on my dick as he told me he loved taking POZ cock, especially raw and unprotected. That made me cum again. After we caught our breath, Tom said he’d have to come up with a way to thank Andy sometime. I suggested we share some pics and see if that would get Andy’s attention. As I fingered my husband’s cummy hole, he suggested we track down Bill and Mike sometime and organize a party. We didn’t know that we’d get our chance to share loads with Andy, Bill, and Mike sooner than we could have expected. To be continued…

The boss fucked me this afternoon. We took a break to try out some new furniture he ordered. He said he shot a three day load in my hole and I believe it because later when I was back working in the barn I forgot I was full of his DNA and blasted a big cum fart in my work pants. LOL! No big deal I was already filthy. Here’s a pic right after he came. The image doesn’t do justice to his big fat cock.

Stopped by my local cruising grounds next to the river yesterday. Was followed down the trail by a big sexy daddy with an honest-to-god handlebar mustache. We started playing around and he hauled out a 7" cut cock surrounded by a full bush and hairy balls. I bent over and started sucking him until he got rock hard. He reached around and started stroking my ass (BINGO!). We were on the main part of the trail so we had a few interruptions, but anyone in that area is either looking for the same thing or someone who lives in the woods surrounding the river. His stroking of my ass intensified, so I lowered my pants to give him better access. His fingers found my hole like a heat-seeking missile and started massaging my fuck ring. By this time my pants were down around my ankles, so he moved in behind me and reached into his pocket. I prayed to any god that happened to be on duty at the moment that it wasn't a condom, and was relieved to hear the snap of a lube bottle being opened. He lubed up my hole and his cock and slid in slowly but deliberately. After he fully hilted himself balls deep, he started screwing me and moaned "This pussy feels amazing!" while guiding my hips to give himself command of the fuck. By this time, 3-4 guys were standing around watching this all happen, as well as some river folk still passing by on their way to their campsites (they always ignore us). One guy who is a known cock block commented that he wished that was his ass getting fucked. I happily thought "Possession is 9/10ths the law dude." Suddenly, down the trail comes this other guy I'd never seen before dressed in scrub pants and a tee with 2 full sleeve tattoos. He immediately walks up and shoves a 7.5" uncut cock with a fully shaved pubic area in my face. He's already hard and I swallow him whole right away as he fishes a bottle of poppers out of his pocket and huffs them. He tastes delicious, like he's been working all day. My fucker is really slamming into me now and after a few moments he inhales sharply and then exhales with a loud groan as he shoots his load into me. He lingers a bit savoring the post-breeding bliss and continues to grind his cock into my cumhole. I could sense that the guy fucking my throat is close because I could taste the pre-cum starting to flow. While my fucker is deflating, the second guy jerks his cock out of my mouth and quickly duck walks behind me to get into my ass. As soon as the first breeder pulls out, the second one glides in on the lube and splooge already in my hole. I motion for his poppers and take a deep, double-nostril drag. He fucks for about 5 minutes and I start begging for his load which he energetically pounds into me as deep as he can get it. With all the pulsing and fluid pressure inside me I could tell it was a big one. The whole time #2 is inside me, #1 is rubbing my back (especially the area where my biohazard tattoo is) and telling #2 to "knock'im up". We all put ourselves back together as the crowd of now 6 other cruisers disperse since none of them wanted a turn on my cumsloppy hole. I turned to them and said "Thank you" as they walked away. They both walked the whole way back to their cars, so I kind of figured they knew each other. I walked back to my car squeezing my whole shut to keep all that cummy goodness inside me.

Chapter 4.1 - The Ride They sat on the bed chatting like they usually did, Dan and Scotty cuddled in one corner and Ric in the other. "So... Dan still has been your only sex partner? You have never fooled around with anyone else?" Ric asked Scotty. Scotty blushed before replying "I was scared of anyone finding out I was gay... I kinda still am, but it was easy to talk to Dan in high school and then we finally decided to try having sex. I couldn't believe how good it felt, well after the initial pain." "I wasn't much better. I'd only had sex once before with my cousin. We fucked each other in his bedroom at Christmas. He knew a lot more than me, even though we're the same age. It gave me the confidence to try with Scotty" Dan said. Ric smiled, realizing that their experience was almost completely with each other. "I think it's cool that you're that committed to each other. I don't think I could limit myself to just one person, though" Ric replied. "Part of it is that both of us don't want everyone to know we're gay. You're only one of a few guys that know. It's not like we haven't fantasized about being with other guys. But if I ever did it I'd want Dan there too" Scotty said. "And I think that would be too weird. I think I'd be too jealous watching someone else fuck him. You might be the only one I'd be OK with doing him. You've taught us so much about how to make sex even more fun" Dan added. "Well, that's not going to happen" Ric said. "Why? I think it would be fun. We know you pretty well and I don't think that you'd try and take Scotty from me. You have Mateo..." Dan said. "Well, first... I don't want to do anything to come between you two" Ric said, pausing before he telling them the real reason why he didn't want to fuck Scotty or Dan. Before he could say another word, Scotty said "But that's why we'd trust you. Every time I see you naked in the shower I wonder how it would feel getting fucked by you. Are you slow and passionate like Dan? Fast and rough like I see in some porn flicks? Something in between? I know you're longer and thicker than Dan, but would it feel good or painful? I see you goofing around or talking to a lot of guys on the floor but I don't think any of them are gay. So... when I see them naked in the shower, even if I think they're sexy I don't waste my time, since I know they wouldn't be interested or might get pissed off." Ric laughed to himself. "There's some other gay guys on the floor and I think most know about you two. But.. who do you like?" he asked. "Obviously Eddy. You two seemed to be really good roommates last year. But I see you with guys like Gabe, Jack, Toby, Will, and Drew and I don't think any of them are gay. Maybe Will... since he has long hair and likes to grab other guy's junk and butts" Scotty said. Dan nodded and Ric wondered if they had planned this conversation. "You said 'first'. What are the other reasons?" Scotty asked. Ric took a deep breath and said "Well, I probably would hurt you. I do like more energetic sex most of the time. I reserve passionate for Mateo. As you said, I'm bigger than what you're used to with Dan. But the big reason is what the tattoo you guys are always amazed about means. I have HIV and I wouldn't want to infect you." He heard a pair of gasps. "You have AIDS?" Dan asked. "No. I won't let it get that far. That's one reason I go over to the clinic and get tested. But, I prefer to have bare sex and cum inside, so it would be easy to infect you" Ric said. "So why don't you treat it now? Then you could fuck everyone without infecting them" Dan asked. "I like knowing I have the ability to change a guy by fucking him" Ric replied. "So you're ok otherwise?" Scotty asked. "Yeah, so far. As I said, the doctor and I keep track of things" Ric said, hoping that the conversation would move on to something else, but he could see both Dan and Scotty were curious. "Uh... does it take just one fuck? Or swallow one load? Or..." Dan asked. "You never can tell. Sometimes its just one fuck, or it might take dozens. Sucking is pretty safe, though" Ric said. A second later, he saw both Dan and Scotty with devious smiles on their faces. A few more seconds more and they were crawling across the bed and pulling Ric's shorts down. He looked down at them when they dragged his jock off too, shocked. A pair of tongues began attacking Ric's shaft, one on the left and one on the right. He wasn't sure why the sight turned him on so much, he'd long ago decided that while their conversations might have gotten a little erotic, Dan and Scotty were going to be nothing more than friends. They seemed enthralled with his foreskin and Ric figured this might have been the first one either of them had ever played with. Most of the time he'd had two guys suck him at the same time, the suckers spent a lot of effort trying to avoid their tongues touching. Not with Dan and Scotty. They seemed to revel feeling each other's tongues and lips while sucking or licking. The position was awkward for Ric. He liked being reclined so he could watch Dan and Scotty service his cock, but the rail at the end of the bed was digging into his back. After a half hour, he couldn't take the pain anymore and tried to push himself toward the center of the bed. The pair sucking him just moved along with him. His cock had been leaking most of the time Dan and Scotty had been working it over and he watched Scotty pull his foreskin back the rest of the way and start lapping at the precum drooling out of his piss slit. Dan moved down and started licking his balls. With one working his cock and the other his balls, Ric closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure they were giving him. Ric was surprised at Dan's oral skills. He had pictured him as a top guy that never would go down on a partner. Ric wondered if he had swallowed more of Scotty's cum than he'd shot into Scotty's hole. Ric felt Scotty give a couple long laps up the sides of his cock and then re-position himself on the bed. When he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see Scotty crouched over him, lining up Ric's cock to his hole. Scotty winked at Ric and pushed down. It took a few tries before Ric's cock was driving into the tight, wet hole. He gasped but didn't try to push Scotty off. Their uncomfortable discussion earlier had told Scotty and Dan what the risks were. It didn't seem to slow Scotty down, either. A few minutes later, he was riding Ric's cock like a pro and Ric was beginning to realize that Dan and Scotty's fucks were long past being limited to the shower. When Ric no longer felt Dan's tongue on his balls he looked up and saw him kissing Scotty's neck and shoulder. It seemed that they had been planning this for a while, waiting for the right moment. Dan moved around, standing over Ric and pressed his cock to Scotty's lips. Ric looked up and saw Dan's tight ass start to rock as he plowed into his boyfriend's mouth. The cum inside Scotty's chute was getting churned to a froth and Ric assumed it was Dan's. Soon, the noises in the room added Dan's grunts. Ric figured he was getting close and noticed that Scotty was now milking Ric's cock and probably Dan's too. Ric's attitude had always been that if someone takes a cock bare, he better be prepared to take the load along with it. Several guys had gotten more than they bargained for, expecting only a fuck and walking away with an ass full of viral cum. With the way that Scotty was working his cock, both by riding harder and squeezing his sphincter quicker, Ric figured that Scotty was going to willingly take Ric's load. He started thrusting his hips up, giving his abdominal muscles a workout, like Scotty was doing with his legs. Dan growled out and Ric saw his ass clench tight as he pumped his load down Scotty's throat. Scotty clamped down on Ric's shaft and only two thrusts later, Ric was shooting his load into Scotty's neg ass. On his second shot, he felt Scotty spray his cum over Ric's chest. When the last spurts had shot, Dan pulled his spent cock out of Scotty's mouth and Scotty fell forward on to his knees. "Damn, that was a workout" Scotty said, grinning. A few seconds later, Scotty was laying next to Ric with Dan behind him. When their breathing slowed, Scotty added "That was way hotter than I thought it was going to be. Thanks for letting my fantasy become reality." "You took my dick better than I thought you would. I'm a lot thicker than Dan" Ric said, smiling back at the pair of happy faces. "When I told Dan my fantasy, he got me a toy to help me get used to something thicker. We've been working on it for a month or so" Scotty said. Ric looked surprised and asked "You've been planning on getting me to fuck Scotty for that long?" "Not just Scotty. I want to feel it too" Dan said. "Uh... I just told you... I'm poz. Even with you stretching him with the dildo, Scotty was pretty tight and there wasn't a lot of cum in him for lube. I might have infected him already" Ric replied. Dan smiled. "We figured that's what the tattoo meant, but you hadn't said anything to confirm it. It feels good with my dick in him, holding your load inside. I never thought it would be this hot feeling another guy's cum inside my boyfriend's hole" Dan said. "Can we meet tomorrow so I can watch you do Dan too?" Scotty asked excitedly. "You guys are really serious then... you want me to poz you two?" Ric asked. "Fuck us. We said we both wanted to see each other get fucked by another guy. If it turns us on, then maybe we'll do it more than once. We'll take our chances with getting infected" Dan said. Ric looked back at Dan and Scotty. Dan had a slight smile on his face but Scotty looked a little embarrassed. "Uh... I... uh... want to... do it... more than once. You felt so different inside me than Dan does. And I want to feel it when you fuck me instead of me riding you" Scotty explained, his face getting redder as he talked. Ric chuckled. "If you want to feel how different guys fuck, it probably won't be too hard to find a few safer guys to fuck you" he said. "I don't know... We've talked about this for almost a year and we only did it because we both trust you" Dan said. "Trust me? That was about as risky as it gets, sex wise. Most guys really don't want to steal boyfriends, they want to get off and leave. You're kind of ideal since you don't want a relationship with another guy" Ric explained. "Maybe, but I like that we have a good rapport with you" Scotty said. "So... If you had to pick another guy from the floor to hookup with, who would it be?" Ric asked. While he knew he was resigned to fucking both of them once and maybe Scotty twice, he wanted to see if there were other guys that might be less of a risk to them. "Anyone? Even the straight guys?" Scotty asked. Ric nodded, knowing that Scotty's gaydar was even worse than his. Scotty thought a moment and then said "Jack would be hot. I love it when he has those boots, tight jeans, tee and his hat on. He looks like a total stud. I'm sure he's straight though. Maybe Gabe. He's so chilled out and really came out of his shell at the end of last year. That tattoo he has looks hot too. I heard Drew is bi, but he doesn't really turn me on. Oh, and your boyfriend is hot, but that might be too weird" Scotty said. Ric smiled, knowing that only Drew would be a less risky fuck for Dan or Scotty. "I have to get back to studying. Are you really serious about meeting again tomorrow night?" Ric asked. "Oh god yeah. Same time?" Dan asked.

I adore Men who cum quick. Please never be embarrassed about cumming in seconds. Most bottoms, like me, honestly just want the load. Men cumming fast is precisely the reason I became a cumdump. It’s not worth all the time and dedication prepping for just a few seconds of thrust. The logical solution is just increasing the number of Men who run through me. The quicker Men cum, the more loads I can get through. 🥰 Once in a while, I will seek a long session for pleasure. But it’s not the norm. As long as you cum deep inside, the bottom will be happy. Trust. 😊

This is my first story, which is an embellishment of how I actually started barebacking after my wife left me. It you guys like it there is lots more to the story I've also included a picture of me wearing the exact glass plug I talk about in the story. Enjoy. Part 1. I’d never felt worse in my life. My wife had admitted to cheating on me, and at the end of a horrible week trying to reconcile things with her she told me she wanted a divorce and was going to stay with her parents. "I can't wear this anymore," she said as she slipped off her wedding ring and set it on the table by the entryway. Then she was gone. That was two days ago. I was depressed and suicidal, and had started drinking early in the day. As the hours went by my swirling mix of emotions manifested in a strange depraved horniness. “Fuck it,” I thought. I’d always wanted to do it, why not? I’d long had a fantasy of being fucked anonymously, and taking a raw load of cum in my ass. Despite having a number of discrete hook ups over the years I’d never done it because I was terrified of getting an STD. Yet, I kept coming back to these homemade videos of Craigslist encounters where a submissive bottom became a cumdump for strangers. I couldn’t get that scene out of my head: blindfolded, helpless while a random stud shoved his cock in raw, using the bottom like an object. Countless nights I had lain in bed and jacked off to that fantasy while my wife slept next to me. I felt like I was built to be a cumdump. I had a naturally round and smooth ass. I worked out frequently at the gym down the street and got lots of lingering looks from the older Daddy types. I was only 28, still young enough I still advertised myself as a ‘college boy’ in Craigslist ads. Plus, although in public I acted like the stereotypical aggressive white male, I secretly craved domination. No one would ever guess – unless they saw my internet search history- that my fantasies were borderline sissy. In my depressed state I’d downed half a bottle of shitty rum and my entire body was feeling hot. My inhibitions were quickly evaporating. I sat at my laptop and typed out a Craigslist ad with one hand while my other jacked my smallish circumcised cock: College cumdump looking for anon sex. Smooth thick college booty looking to host anon tops ASAP. Walk in, fuck me, cum and leave. My blood rushing, I posted some photos of my ass that I kept hidden away in a folder on my hard drive. In one, I had my wife’s glass butt plug inserted and you could see straight into my gaped hole. In another, my hole was stretched around a thick cucumber. Such is the sex life of closeted married guys, relegated to using makeshift toys or using those of our wives. I posted the ad, and went to the bathroom to clean up. Even though I hadn’t had many anal experiences, I knew all about getting clean inside. I found a water bottle worked fine for enemas (could never have anything proper in case the wife found it) even though it scratched up my hole a bit. I didn’t even care really. As drunk as I was I felt nothing but pleasure as I shoved the corkscrew nose of the bottle into myself and started to purge. In between cleanings I gave everything a good shave, dick, balls, ass, thighs. I loved running my hands over my freshly shaved skin. Being smooth like that made me feel emasculated. I gave my thick ass a slap and moaned with desire. I was prepping myself to be used by whoever came as a public cumdump slut. Hell, I was depressed and thinking about killing myself anyway, what did it matter if I let some anonymous men use me as a piece of fuckmeat? I checked my ad and saw I already had a few responses. Most didn't seem legit, but one guy replied with a picture showing a nice thick uncircumcised Mexican cock. There were lots of Mexicans where I was, since it was sort of a sanctuary town. The sight of his meaty brown cock made me clinch my ass with anticipation. He was 5'11, thin but fit, had lots of tattoos. It never surprises me how many guys will use their real email addresses and names for a 'discrete' craigslist encounter. The name 'Isaiah Rodriguez' was in the header. He said he was straight and just wanted a hole to dump into. Out of curiosity, since the city was only 100,000 or so, I googled his name and didn't have much trouble finding him since he'd apparently been arrested recently. Drugs and assault. Seeing his face in the google images search, he definitely looked like the type who'd fuck you up if you pissed him off. Recently released from prison from a felony conviction. But fuck it all anyway. I was going to be his bitch. I sent him my apartment number and he said he was on his way and that he wanted it dark so he could fuck me anonymously. The rush of doing something so risky had me flying. I would never normally hook up with a guy like this, but my depressed state twisted my fears into desires. I was a beta and he was an alpha. It was his right to conquer a submissive bitch like me, a little beta who couldn't even keep his wife from straying. I placed a blanket down on the linoleum of the entryway, along with a bottle of lube and a black scarf that was to be my blindfold. Then I went and turned off all the lights until it was pitch black in the apartment and returned to my place in front of the door. In the darkness I wrapped the scarf around my face, covering my eyes, and tied it snuggly behind my head. I got on all fours in front of the door and popped my ass just like a good bitch should. I shivered as the cool air shriveled my testicles. The only sound I could hear was my own breathing and a dull hum of traffic passing outside. Eventually, I heard a car's engine approach and then park outside. A few moments later, footsteps. Then, the door opening. I held my breath as the cold air swept in, rushing over my puckered pussy. He didn't say a word as he entered and closed the door behind him. He got down on his knees behind me and felt my smooth ass. His finger stopped when he found my hole, and he started fingering me roughly. I moaned as he molested me. After a minute or so I heard the clank of his belt unbuckle as he undid his pants and I suddenly felt his warm cockhead at my hole. In all my years sneaking around and being a closeted faggot, I'd never taken a cock raw. I was finally living out my fantasy! I reached back and handed him the bottle of lube. He took it and squirted it on his cock and rubbed some into my puckering hole. "You're gonna take my cock, whiteboy," he told me as he positioned himself behind me. He grabbed my hips and thrust into me, sending burning pain shooting through my asshole. FUCK. I clenched my teeth, whimpering as he resized me. hadn't warmed up at all before, and his thick Mexican cock was tearing me open! Just his head was able to get in at first, but after a few more thrusts he was hitting deeper and deeper until every inch of his meaty cock was stuffed into me. "Fuck ya, bitch," he sighed when his cock and sunk into me fully. He slapped my ass and proceeded to fuck me. I'd never been fucked so roughly before. He clearly only cared about his own pleasure. Soon my tight hole surrendered to his pounding and I began to loosen up enough to enjoy it. o doubt about it, this must be how it feels to be a bitch. I was like a rag doll as he shoved into me doggystyle, a total stranger barebacking me without ever seeing his face. Suddenly he grunted and thrust into me extra deep. I warmth spread inside me as I groaned in pleasure. Fuck, he'd done it. He blasted into me without even a warning. Breathing heavily, he commanded "Stay face down, until after I leave, bitch," and, as he withdrew his cock from my ass he added "I don't want you seeing who I am, faggot." I nodded, even though it was dark. A few seconds later the cold air rushed in as he opened and closed the door, and he was gone. "Oh my god," I moaned in ecstasy, slipping my blindfold up. "I just got bred like a bitch." I felt filthy and used. I reached back between my legs and felt my tender hole. I could feel his warm cream dripping out of me. Fuck, how much had he cum? I didn't want to lose it, so I crawled into the bedroom to the box where my wife kept her dirty toys and found the giant glass butt plug. I'd gotten it for her for Valentine's day, but it had been way too large for her and she wasn't that into anal play. But now here I was inserting the cool glass into my own hole. With the cum it slid into me rather easily until I got to its widest part. Fuck it felt good to feel the cool glass against my burning, pummeled pussy. I sat back on the plug and bounced up and down. I didn't even touch my cock as it flopped around. I was a total bitch tonight and I was only going to get pleasure through my hole. I groaned as the huge glass plug stretched me even wider than the Mexican's cock had, until finally I couldn't take it any longer. I didn't give a fuck if it was going to hurt... I sat down full on it and shoved it in. A brief feeling of shock swept over me as I felt the plug's huge circumference pass through me, and then instant relief as my guts sucked it in. Holy fuck, that was amazing. I'd only ever had the plug inside me once before when I'd taken those pictures I'd posted in my Craigslist ad. This thought made me want to see something. Standing, I waddled with the uncomfortably large plug to the bathroom and turned on the light. Facing away from the mirror, I turned my head far enough to get a glimpse of my gaped ass in the mirror. "Fuck..." I moaned as I saw it. With the glass window into my ass I could see the white spew coating my guts. I bent over further and snapped a few pictures on my cellphone. I returned to my laptop to see if I had any more responses, and my greedy hole tightened around my plug as I saw all the cocks which were lined up, eager to fuck me. And so I did what a cumdump is supposed to do. I messaged two more guys my address and put my blindfold back on, patiently waiting to accept any cock that came through the door. I didn't have to wait long. A bigger guy who sounded white showed up a few minutes later. I was disappointed when I heard the sound of a condom wrapper, but he had a thick cock and fucked me hard. After him there was another Mexican guy, an older one this time. Basically couldn't speak any English and had a smaller cock, but he at least fucked me bare and dumped his load on the pile. When he left, I reinserted my wife's butt plug to keep the cum from dripping out. "Damn," I thought. These guys had been fun, but were nothing compared to the first alpha who had fucked me. I went and took a few more swigs of my shitty rum to keep my buzz up. I wanted the next guy to be a really good fuck, someone who would really dominate me. By now the emails had piled up and I could afford to be a bit choosier. One message caught my eye. It was from 'Sir.' I clicked the email and was greeted with a faceless body shot of a muscular older dom with a massively thick cock dripping precum. The email read "Bitch, Daddy knows what boys like you need. I've got a five-day load that needs dumped in a sweet boy hole. Only reply if you want to submit fully and be owned." A chill passed through me as I read his words. This guy had tried to contact me before. Months ago I'd posted an ad while my wife was out of town to suck some cock. We'd exchanged some emails but he had seemed way too intense and I flaked on him. But I distinctly remember jacking off later that night thinking about being impaled on that thick daddy cock. Submit fully? I didn't know what he was talking about, but right now it seemed like that's what I was meant for. I was already suicidal so what the fuck was there to be scared of anymore anyway? "I'll submit to you in anyway you want, Sir. I'm at 606 Sage Blvd," I replied, and resumed my proper position on my hands and knees in front of the door. My most recent swig of alcohol was rushing to my brain now. Fuck, the room was spinning in the darkness. I had been fearless before, even when I knew a convicted felon was coming over to breed me, but now a feeling of uneasiness was setting in. Had I just surpassed the good vibe buzz of my alcohol? The rush of being fucked by so many strangers was leaving, and now I started to feel cold as I crouched naked on the floor on my hands and knees, willing boy pussy in the air. What the fuck was I doing? This guy seemed even more unsafe than the Mexican gangbanger. But there was no time to reassess the situation, because there were already footsteps outside my door. Sir was here. I held my breath as the door opened and I heard the sound of heavy footsteps. "Good boy," said a deep voice. Then I heard him chuckle. "Pop your ass for Daddy," he said, stepping down onto my back with his boot heel. I immediately complied. "Yes sir." He started feeling up my ass, sighing approval. He found my glass plug, which was still inserted, and traced his rough fingertips around it. "Looks like you finally took the plunge, faggot. How many loads you got in there?" "Two loads, Sir." "Mmm good boy. Well now you're going to take the most important load of your life, bitch." I didn't know what he was talking about. "Spread your ass open for Daddy, let me see this slutty hole of yours." I placed my face into the blanket and reached back with both hands, spreading my ass. "So you're married, huh?" he said. Fuck. He must have seen my wedding ring! I was so used to wearing it I didn't even think to take it off before the fuckfest began. He slapped my ass hard. "I asked you a question, bitch!" I cringed from the sting and cried, "Yes sir! Yes, I'm married." He chuckled again and said, "Well this might be a two-for-one, then." He reached up to my ass and tugged on the sizeable plug. I moaned as he pulled it to its widest point and held it there, gaping my ass. "From husband to cumdump," he laughed. "Well faggot, you've got some making up to do," he said as he sunk the plug back up inside me. "You stood me up once before. You were supposed to give me that sweet faggot mouth of yours and you flaked out, remember?" "I'm sorry, Sir, I don't know what you mean," I said, but in truth I did remember. Suddenly he slapped me across the face, and I recoiled shock. Blindfolded and dark as it was, I was completely helpless to his assault. "Don't fucking lie, bitch. Now sit up here on your knees. I want those faggot lips wrapped around my cock." Jesus, with every word that came out of his mouth there was no choice but to comply. I sat up on my knees and he stood in front of me, guiding my mouth to his crotch. I reached up to undo his pants, and he slapped me again. "No hands, bitch. Prove how much of a fag boy you are. Use your faggot mouth to get my cock out." I did as he commanded, and used my teeth to bite his pants and, with some effort, I unbuttoned his jeans. "That's it faggot, show me how badly you want to serve me. I'm gonna own you now boy. Those dick sucking lips of yours belong to me now. You’re just fuckmeat to me." I was able to bite and pull apart his fly, and then finally gained access to the elastic band of his briefs. A new feeling was stirring inside of me. I'd been nervous at first, but there was something incredibly erotic about his dominating presence and being told exactly what to do. He was reminding me of what a beta male I truly was. I tugged down on his briefs with my teeth and received the reward of his half hard dick flopping against my face. It was freshly showered and had the stubble of a somewhat recent shave. He guided the head of his cock into my mouth. Holy fuck! His cock head was massive. Was it just because I was blindfolded and had lost my perception of size? He kept pushing in, groaning as more and more inches of his cock entered, and my mouth was stretched wider and wider. "Yaaaa, you like Daddy's horse cock, boy?" "Mphhhh-gugugg," I gagged, with his dick still in my mouth. "Mmm, well play time is over. I'm going to give your tonsils a good fucking. Keep your hands to your side. If you even try to reach up I'll slap the shit out of you." I gurgled in agreement. Sir grabbed both my ears as handles and pulled me further down on his massive cock. "Fuckkkk," he moaned. "Your wife doesn't know you suck dick, does she?" I shook my head and he chuckled. "I wonder what she'd say if she could see her faggot husband with a cock down his throat right now?" Fuck... I could never live it down if that happened and she found out. She already hated my guts. I'm sure she'd tell every fucking person we know, including that cunt sister of hers. "It's okay little boy, you keep doing a good job on Daddy's cock and I won't say a word. Now let that dick go all the way down your throat like a good bitch." He pulled my head all the way down and his massive cockhead stretched open my throat and went down my esophagus. I immediate gagged and tried to pull off, but his iron grip held me in place. He started fucking my throat mercilessly, his voice becoming threatening. "Hey, bitch, right down your fuckin' faggot throat. Bet you suck dick better than your wife does, you know that? I bet your wife has never sucked your pathetic little dick like you're sucking mine now." It was true. Despite that his dick was much more massive than mine, she'd never had much interest in giving me blowjobs, much less deep throating. "Hold it right there, fag," he said with his huge dick fully in my throat. My eyes were streaming and I was on the verge of puking. Through my blindfold it got momentarily brighter. "Say, 'I suck dick better than my wife," he ordered me. Of course, I couldn't say anything with his cock lodged in my throat, but I grunted out the phrase anyway, which simply emerged as gargled spit. He chuckled in approval. "Alright, you got my horse cock ready to fuck you boy," Daddy said with satisfaction. "I've got a special reward for you now." I heard what sounded like a plastic 'pop' and then sensed an acetone-like smell. He grabbed my face and tilted it upwards, pulling the blindfold down just a bit on my forehead. I then felt the pointed tip of a sharpie as he started writing. "There, it says 'CUMDUMP' on your face, boy, with permanent marker. I wonder what you wife will say when she sees it?" Fuck, this guy was totally mindfucking me. A twinge of horrible guilty pleasure pulsed in my cock at the humiliation this guy was dragging me through, especially when my wife was in the midst of divorcing me. "Speaking of your wife, I think I know the best way to break a sissy bitch like you in. Where are your wife's panties?" "Wha-? Her panties?" "Her panties, faggot. Where does she keep them. In a drawer?" "I... Yes sir. To the right... is the bedroom. They're in the top drawer of the dresser." I heard him walk past me and creak open the bedroom door. He rummaged around before returning a few moments later. "Put these on, faggot," he said as he threw a pair of lacy panties in my face. I'm going to prove you're not even a real man. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in your wife's panties... fuck you way better and harder than you could ever fuck her with your worthless boy cock." I swallowed down the lump in my throat. This isn't how I planned it to go. The guys were just supposed to stay in the entryway with me, fuck and leave. I cringed at how many personal and revealing things he must have just seen walking into the bedroom like that. But I also knew that if I hesitated to put on my wife's panties that Daddy was going to slap me in the face. I shimmied into the panties and discovered it was a thong, which slid snugly up between my ass cheeks. "Ha ha, there you go, now you're looking like a proper sissy faggot," Daddy laughed, giving my smooth ass a slap. "You feeling humiliated yet, boy? Are you an owned sissy cumdump?" "Yes, Sir! I'm an owned sissy faggot cumdump!" Daddy pushed me back onto all fours and grunted approval. "Yes you are boy, yes you are..." Again, there was a momentary brightness, followed by a chuckle. He grabbed the plug and pulled it from my hole, continuing to chuckle. "This is just perfect," he said, almost under his breath. I then felt him probe my hole with his rough finger. He finger fucked me, which wasn't really necessary since the three previous cocks and the plug had gaped me considerably. I felt a bit of pain as he molested my hole, which I was surprised by because with the amount of alcohol I'd consumed most of my body felt pretty numb. After a little while he positioned himself behind me, and spit on his cock. "Here it comes you little bitch. This horse cock is going to change you forever." He pulled my thong to the side and pushed the head of his cock into my hole. Pain instantly shot through me. FUCK his size made the Mexican guy seem tiny. "Don't run from it bitch. Make your wife proud and slide your slutty hole down on my cock while you're wearing her panties. Don’t you want to make your wife proud of what a good little whore you are?" "Oh fuck, Daddy! Yes, I want to make my wife proud and be a good whore!" I cried out as his huge cock resized me. Every inch that penetrated brought new waves of pleasure and pain until he was fully inside me. Then there was that sharp poking again, a jabbing pain almost but this time coming from deeper in my intestines. Daddy started fucking me, training my boy hole to take his massive cock. His voice got deeper as he fucked. He reached down and grabbed my balls in a crushing grip. "Yeah, I own these," he growled. "I own your little sissy cock and balls. I own your faggot mouth... and I own.. YOUR HOLE!" He thrust extra deep suddenly and more of the jabbing pain came. "Yes Sir, you own it all! I'm just your faggot cumdump to use how you want!" My hole had somehow adjusted to his massive cock and he was now fucking me in deep strokes, pummeling my prostate and beyond with his huge dick. "I want you to beg me for my seed, boy. I want you to beg me to knock you up while you're wearing your wife's cute little panties." "Please Daddy! Please knock me up! I want your cum, Daddy, please let me have it!" "I'm gonna get you pregnant, boy. You're gonna be my bitch and have my babies." "YES PLEASE SIR, PLEASE!!! I’LL HAVE YOUR BABIES!!" "FUCK yeah, boy. Just remember when you're trying to scrub that marker off your face later..." he was saying between thrusts, "you... begged for me to give you this...AAAAAAHHHH!" He grabbed my hips and thrust deeply, pushing me forward with my face to the floor as he shot his superior alpha load into my inferior beta cunt. His massive cock was shoved so deeply into me I thought he was going to rip through my intestines. The warm cream was spreading all inside me, more than the previous two loads combined. "Fuuuuck boy, you just really got fucked you know that?" he panted, holding his cock fully buried in me. "I really own you now boy, no going back. You're a faggot for life now." He withdrew his cock, and then I felt the smooth glass of the butt plug being shoved back into me. "Let that marinate inside you, boy. You're just a fucktoy now. This isn't the last time I'm going to use your fuckmeat. Whenever I tell you to you'll have that cunt ready for me. You'll wear what I tell you to. You do what I tell you to." I heard him zipping back up, and I just stayed face down enjoying the feeling of being a well-used cumdump. I'd definitely found my purpose in life. This parading around pretending to be an alpha had been so exhausting and phony. No doubt about it, I was a true beta and a cumdump meant to be used as a hole for real men. As Daddy's cum soaked into my guts I felt completely emasculated. Of course my wife had cheated on me and was going to leave me. I was a dumb cock sucking faggot that just allowed four strangers to fuck me. She wanted a real alpha, not the pathetic beta sissy who had just taken a load while wearing a pair of her panties. "Almost forgot," Daddy said, and I heard the familiar 'pop' of him opening his Sharpie. He wrote something small just above my tailbone, then gave my ass a slap, remarking "Enjoy that load bitch. Check your email in a bit," as he opened the door and was gone. I waited a few seconds in the darkness as I tried to process all that had just happened. "Holy fuck," I said out loud. For the first time since I'd started my night as a cumdump I reached to my cock, and could understand how small it was compared to the real man that had just fucked me. It didn't even seem worth jacking it. I was full of cum and felt completely satisfied. Dazed, I stood up and removed my blindfold. I was surprised to find that I could actually see a little bit in the dark apartment since my eyes had adjusted. I turned on the light and staggered to the bathroom mirror. My throat was burning from the rough fucking he had given my tonsils. Looking in the mirror I saw 'CUMDUMP' written across my forehead, which as of tonight was now 100% true. I then recognized the purple thong I was wearing. It had been the special lingerie my wife had worn during our honeymoon a few years earlier. One of my sexiest photos of her was her wearing this thong, bent over on all fours.... and now that had been the exact scene I'd reenacted for the stranger who had just dumped a five day load into my guts. It did make my ass look very plump and fuckable 'though. Remembering he had also written something on my back. I turned and looked over my shoulder and saw that it was simply a small plus sign. What the fuck did it mean? I was exhausted and I knew I should probably go to sleep. The hangover was going to be horrible as it was. I quickly picked up from my fuckfest, folded up the blanket and put the lube away. That's when I noticed the entryway table, or I should say, what was missing from it. "FUCK," I exclaimed with my raspy, throat-fucked voice. My wife's ring was gone. "You gotta be fucking kidding me," I said. I looked around the table to see if maybe it had gotten knocked off, but sure enough it was gone. "Holy fucking shit," I said in disbelief. Guilt and resentment instantly set in. You dumbfuck, what were you thinking. You should have been thinking about how to fix your marriage instead of playing out your gay fucking fantasies. I honestly had no fucking idea what I was going to do. It was probably the Mexican fucker who took it... god damn it... I sat down to my laptop to shut it off, when I remembered that the guy had told me to check my email in a bit. I remembered everything he'd said at the end, how he owned me, and he was going to fuck me more. "Fuck that," I scoffed. Guy was fucking crazy. It was hot to do once, but I was never going to see that guy again. Still, out of curiosity I checked my email. Sure enough, there was an email from him. I opened it to simply find a link to a craigslist ad.... I clicked it and was instantly mortified at what I saw. My face, blindfolded, a massive dick in my mouth.... Then the second one, me bent over, wearing my wife's honeymoon thong with her glass butt plug inserted in my ass, holding in the loads of strangers who had bred me.... holy shit. The table behind you could clearly see our wedding photos! There wasn't even a question as to who it was. I was completely exposed in the pictures, completely emasculated and humiliated for anyone to see who clicked on the ad. There was no way anyone who knew me wouldn't immediately identify me. The text said simply 'This married husband is now an owned cumdump. The cumdump lives at 606 Sage Boulevard and will happily wear its wife's panties while you breed it.' Oh my god. This can't be happening. I clicked on the ad and typed out a reply as fast as I could. I begged him to take down the ad. I couldn't be exposed like that. Please, I would do anything! Just take the fucking ad down. A cold, dreading sweat started to form on my brow. What was I going to do? If ANYONE saw this there would be no coming back from it. My friends, my work, everyone would know. My wife would know! Would I face charges for letting a man play with her underwear, for wearing them without her permission? Fuck fuck fuck! And then there was a reply: Sure, I'll take the ad down. Just understand that I own you now. Tomorrow at 9 PM you'll meet me in front of your door blindfolded just like you were tonight for another breeding session. You will wear another pair of your wife's panties. I think pink would look good on a sissy bitch like you. Well, the good news was my wife wasn't coming home anytime soon... I replied 'THANK YOU! Yes, I'll do whatever you want. And please, did you take the wedding ring that was on the table? Please, I'm begging you if you did, can I please have it back? It's not even worth anything, it's a fake diamond'. I had never admitted that to anyone. I was such a beta I couldn't even get my wife a real ring. His reply was short, if ambiguous 'Haha, you still haven't found it?' Found it? What the fuck was he talking about? Then something dawned on me. I reached back and slowly pulled the big glass plug out of my ass. A thick dollup of cum dripped out and onto my thigh. I inserted my finger and reached up inside myself. Probing around the cum-slicked ruined hole that was now my resized cunt, I encountered a metal circle, now warmed by the heat of my guts. Oh my god, I thought as I pulled out my wife's wedding ring out of my ass. He’d fucked it into me from the very start. The sharp edges had sliced me up pretty good inside and my hole was now incredibly tender. The normally clear glass of the fake diamond was tinged with red, and cum from three strangers dripped off it. The jabbing pain as he'd fucked me.... So this is what it was like to be completely owned, to be a true cumdump. I reached back and put the ring back inside me, followed by my wife's butt plug. Then I crawled into my empty bed that was meant for two people, and cried myself softly to sleep as the toxic load seeped into the fresh cuts that had been carved inside me by my wife’s own wedding ring.

*Author’s Note: If you haven’t read “Cleaning out the Attic” I recommend you do so now – this is the second part of what seems to be turning into a bit of a novel.* Chapter Two - Journals Nick lay naked on his hotel bed staring at the ceiling, his eyes unfocused, slowly rubbing his still hard cock. Sunlight streamed through the window falling across his sweat covered body, and making the few gray hairs sprinkled amongst his dark chest hair. Nick’s however took in none of it, not the warmth of the morning, or the sound of a bird chattering outside his window, all he could see was his 21 year old nephew, Luke, firing off another massive load while riding Nick’s cock just a half hour ago. He saw the boy’s square handsome face, with just a hint of stubble on the cheeks, screwed up as the orgasm rocked through his body. He felt Luke’s hole spasm around his fat throbbing cock. He remembered Luke’s round developing pecs, pink pert nipples, and swirling light brown chest hair all heaving as his breath burst out of him in uneven spurts. He ran his hand through his own chest hair and felt the boy’s dried load crunch under his fingers. He was broken out of his reverie by a buzz from the bed side table. Nick stretched and rolled over, smelling the dense scent that only comes from a long night of fucking drifting off of himself. He grabbed his phone and rolled only to his back again. It was a text from Brett, his husband, partner, lover and best friend of forty year. ‘Morning babe!’ it read. Nick grinned at his phone, even after all these years anything to do with Brett made is heart flutter. Brett had been the one to help Nick realize he was gay, the first man to fuck him, the first man he had ever felt any sort of romantic interest in. Together they had explored the wild freedom of the late 1970s in New York; they had been there for each other through the unknown and the fear in the 1980s, holding hands at funeral after funeral, trying to make sense of the world; and they had celebrated the shift in the universe. They had been married in Canada a few years prior, still not technically legal in the United States but that was changing. Nick had this feeling deep in his gut that soon he would be holding hands with Brett swearing to love him forever in the US too. Maybe, he thought, knowing what he now knew about his extended family, he wouldn’t be there all alone this time either. Though he would probably leave out the part about how he had fucked his brother’s son when finally telling the family about his sexuality. ‘Babe you will never fucking believe what’s happened.’ He texted back. ‘Oh no! Are you ok?” Brett’s response came back quickly, he must have had his phone in his hand. ‘Not in a bad way. Hold on.’ Nick pulled up FaceTime and called Brett, there was too much to put in one text. The screen was suddenly filled with his husband’s handsome face. It was still early in San Francisco and Brett was clearly still lounging in their bed. Cool misty morning light played across one side of Brett’s square handsome face. Brett was just as handsome as they day they had met. He still had the same rugged looking face, like a football jock, but now thin lines crept out from the corners of his eyes, and ran across his forehead. They gave the appearance that at any moment he was about to burst into raucous laughter. His hair was no longer the long wavy blonde mess it had been in 1977, it was silver, short on the sides with a high front and a soft fringe falling to one side. “You’re still in bed?” Brett said by way of a greeting, his face cracking into a wide smile, “What did you get up to.” “Seriously, you will not believe me.” “What?” “Ok, so you remember that journal that I wrote when we first got together.” “Your sex journal?” “It was more than that. I didn’t just write smut.” “Uh, sure.” He drew the last word out in a long teasing tone. “Listen, butt face, you wanna hear this story or do you wanna mock me.” “Honestly?” “Fuck you, ok. So before I came out to SF permanently I had taken some boxes to my parents that I didn’t have a place to store. Then when I told my dad about us and everything went south I thought I had pack them all into the car that night and brought them home. Turns out I had missed one. Why I never thought it was there I don’t know, but… there in my dad’s attic all this time was that box I could never find.” “Was it just the journal?” “No, the journal and all those Polaroids I used to take, and one really old jock.” “So you found it?” “Rick’s kid Luke did apparently when he was sorting through stuff.” Nick paused, letting that sentence hang dramatically for a few seconds before continuing, “And when I went to go help move the big boxes and things out of the attic I walked in right as he blew a huge load all over himself reading it wearing the fucking jock.” “Shit! Seriously? How old is this kid?” “Twenty One.” “That doesn’t really explain why you’re still in bed… unless…” “So I tell him to get dressed and we sit down in the hot fucking attic and I’m expecting to have to have this whole talk about what gay is and coming out. No, he’s out to his family, he has been for years, he’s been fucking guys at university and apparently a flock of daddies and bears around the town. He didn’t have questions he was just horny as fuck. He’d been reading the journal for days and jerking off to it every time. He’d even been wearing the jock while he worked. And then he tells me that reading about you fucking me for the first time had gotten him so worked up he got on Grindr and found a local guy to breed him.” “Fuck!” “I know, so we end up going to the gay bar next to my hotel, largely to get out of the hot fucking attic.” “Sure.” Another long drawn out teasing vowel. “So we’re swapping storied, and then he says that I’d described you so much that he feels like he knows all about you, or at least you of the 1970s.” “Young dumb and…” “But,” Nick cuts off his husband’s cheeky response, “I never described myself, and he wants to know what I look like.” “He asked you for a dick pic.” “Yeah basically. So I show him that video of me fucking the SFU kid. He then shows me a video of a daddy from school balls deep in his ass.” “Fuck this kid was begging for it.” “We basically sprinted to the room, ripped off each other’s clothes and he begged me to fuck him.” “So naturally…” “I fucked him twice last night and once this morning, he went home like forty minutes ago with a fresh load in his hole.” “Damn, you think he’ll be back for more?” “Oh absolutely.” ----- Luke had taken a detour on his way home. He was still sweaty and he assumed stunk of sex but he was on a mission. Nick had suggested he get a journal of his own, and that’s what he was going to do. He slipped into the bookstore quickly as he could, made his way to the writing section, and grabbed an unadorned hard covered journal. He paid for it quickly, hoping against the odds that the cute boy at the register didn’t clock that his tousled hair was from a recent fucking, and got the hell out of there. He was grateful no one was home when he got back to his parents house. He had told his mother he was spending the night at a high school friend’s house after getting too drunk to drive home. As soon as he was in his room he stripped off down to the same jock he’d been wearing for days. It felt like a part of him now, this old jock, it had become part of his erotic life over the past week. It was a physical attachment to the world he had longed to experience while reading Nick’s journal and his real life. It made him feel like he was part of that, like he could live his life like Nick had been. That the freedom to explore and experiment was his. In wearing it he felt that he was more than just another horny college boy with a thing for older men, he was a part of gay history, and culture, he was free to try anything. Try anything, he thought, Jesus he sure had done that. He’d spent the night being fucked by his dad’s brother. He still had his uncles cum inside him even. He took a pen off of his desk, unwrapped the new journal and lay on his bed. June 10th, 2011 At the advice of my uncle I’m starting a journal of my own; a next generation to go along with his. Nick’s journal is the story of his sexual awakening, how he understood his homosexuality, and became comfortable in that world. It starts with him and his best friend crossing a line and becoming more. So that is where I will start mine, with Nick and I crossing a line. As I write this I can practically feel the three massive loads Nick pumped into me last night. I let my uncle fuck me, more than that I wanted him to. I wanted to feel him unloading inside me, and as soon as I took that first forbidden load I knew it wouldn’t be enough. Not by a long shot. As I left this morning, he kissed me by the door, and said: see you tonight. In a few hours I’ll be back in that hotel room, naked with the man who took over my fantasy life living out my own sexual freedom. So, how did this happen? How did I come to be full of my uncle’s load? It started when I found an old journal while cleaning out my grandfather’s attic. He wrote and wrote. He wrote down how his heart had pounded as he when he first found the journal. He tried to capture the fear he had felt when Nick had found him naked, and in the mist of orgasm, the journal in hand; then how that fear had turned into a low burring arousal that both he and Nick had tried to ignore. He described how it had felt to have Nick’s cock slide into him for the first time. He wrote about falling asleep in his uncles’ warm arms. Despite having cum multiple times with Nick, Luke’s cock was hard again as he wrote. For a moment as I woke up I thought it was all a dream. It couldn’t have happened like that. There was no way I had ended up in my uncle’s hotel room let alone having made love to him twice. Yet there was a heavy arm draped across my body, and warm hairy chest pressed into my back as I came around. I turned slightly to look at the man behind me still not completely believing my own memory. Yet, there he was, my uncle Nick. He too was still shaking off the last tendrils of sleep. He blinked a few times and then smiles. “How are you feeling,” He asked in little more than a whisper. “Good,” I said, in the same hushed tones. “No regrets about last night?” “No, God no. Fuck. That was… well that was amazing. Why… why do you…” “Not in the slightest.” He moved his big hand to my face and pulled me into a kiss. It started soft at first but as I rolled to face him it became more passionate. His tongue slid past my lips and his hands traveled down my body. We were both naked and I could feel his cock hardening against my body as mine did the same. His hand came to rest on my ass, squeezing. He brushed a finger against my hole and I gasped. “Sorry,” he said, “You’re probably sore from last night.” “A little,” I responded, “but not enough to make me say no to you.” “God damn.” He pushed my shoulder down into the bed knocking me onto my chest and disappeared under the sheets. He kicked my legs apart and I felt a hand on each of my cheeks. He spread my ass wide, and then came his tongue. I arched and pushed back, his tongue circling my hole, sending electric shocks through my body. My hole felt tender, but I wanted him again all the same. He pulled on my hips, shifting me back and sticking my ass in the air. Now with a better angle his tongue delved even deeper into my hole. “Fuck,” he said, “you’re still so full of cum. It’s like I just bred you. I bet you’d feel amazing right now.” “Fuck me and find out.” “You’re really up for another round?” “Absolutely. Please, fuck me.” “That’s all I need to hear.” He tossed the sheets back and reared up. Towering above me he spat on his cock and lined the head up with my hole again. For a second there was nothing but pain as my bruised ass was asked to open up again, but then his head burst in and it was only pleasure. He sank right to the hilt, the loads he had left inside me were more than enough lube. We both let out a groan of pleasure. He was taking his time, genially fucking me this time. His cock slid from my hole in long deep strokes. Each time he pressed back in the head of his cock knocked against my prostate sending waves through my body. Nick’s tongue dragged across the back of my neck, and his hands pressed me down into the bed. We both groaned together. “I want to see you ride me,” Nick breathed in my ear. Nick pulled back and spanked my ass before pulling out. He flopped down on the bed next to me and I scrambled to get up over him. I straddled his legs and sat slowly down. His cock easily found my hole. I sighed as my ass came to rest on his hips. “God damn, you look so fucking sexy sitting on my cock.” “Your cock just feels so perfect.” “Ride me, show me how much you need it.” I bounced up and down. Slowly at first, and then harder. I worked my ass down onto his dick making it hit as deep as it could. Nick’s face was contorted in pleasure. The little lines around his eyes deepened, fanning out as he scrunched his face trying to stave off the inevitable. I rocked harder, one hand drifted to my own cock. I started to stroke myself as I rode Nick. It was clear we were both building to the edge. When it came it crashed over us both like an unexpected wave hits you in the ocean. The force of my own orgasm blinded me to what was happening inside my hole. Rope after rope of cum erupted from my cock and spattered across Nick’s hairy torso. It fell into the thick pelt and glistened against his sweaty heaving chest. It was only as my breath started to come back to normal that I felt the warmth spreading inside me. Nick’s cock gave one last throb and pushed even more cum into my hole. I collapsed forward and kissed him. Luke was hard again. He’d had a massive load fucked out of him not two hours before but his balls ached. He pulled the pouch of his jock to the side and started to work another load out of his balls. ----- Brett padded to the kitchen naked after he hung up with Nick. His cock was still semi hard, swinging heavily in front of him as he walked. Nick had fucked his nephew, Brett’s mind was spinning. He should, he thought, be grossed out, or upset, or something, but in reality it was hot. Nick had sent him a picture from the boy’s Instagram, he was a well bit college senior, a little stubble on his cute face, and bright kind eyes. Brett would have fucked him too if he’d found the boy jerking off in just a jock. He rubbed his cock a few time, feeling the blood flow back to his member momentarily. “God, that journal,” he said out loud to the empty apartment. He remembered that weekend in ’77 probably better than most things in his life. He remembered the power going out. The whole city was dark, for the first five minutes it was one of the most terrifying things he’d ever experienced. Just looking out of the window and seeing nothing that the dim ambient moonlight couldn’t pick out was horrifying in New York City. Everyone is so use to the bright lights of the street lamps, apartment windows, and neon signs that they never think about how dark the night really can be. Then it was all gone and their tiny apartment on the West Side felt like an island in the middle of a vast ocean. Of course, his childhood in Florida had kicked in the, he’d been through enough hurricanes to know what to do when the power went out. He’d filled coolers, moved beer around, he’d filled the tub with water in case something happened. He’d dug candles out of drawers and placed them around the one common space, and then they had sat. In the oppressive heat of July in NYC they had sat in the dark and drank beer, the apartment still felt like a little island, but a warm and welcome one now. Nick had been the thing that made him feel safe, though he didn’t articulate that at the time. It felt like the two of them could take on anything so long as they were together. Then the conversation had drifted to sex. Brett had been dying to tell Nick that he was gay for ages. The scale of the secret growing in his mind with each passing day. There, by the light of candles, and in the circle of safety Nick created just by existing, Brett had finally felt brave. He’d let it out, and though he worried about Nick’s reaction, he felt better just for saying it. He loved his life, he liked being gay, he like men, he was secure in who he was; and if Nick had reacted badly, well that was what it was but he had to tell him. He hadn’t reacted badly though. Quite the opposite. They’d stripped off most of their clothes trying to escape the inescapable hot humid air, and Nick had little to hide his arousal as Brett shared. What had come next were the things of dreams. He had imagined what it would be like to sleep with Nick, what his cock would be like, what his hole would taste like but he’d never thought it could happen. Then there they were, naked together, candle light flickering about them. He had opened Nick slowly just like the first man to fuck him had done. When Nick hole was slick with spit and winking hungrily at him, he slid his cock inside his best friend and changed their lives forever. Neither of them knew it then but that was the start of their real relationship. From that moment on they were a pair. They’d drifted apart once or twice, Brett had given Nick a lot of space to explore his new found sexuality, but they had always come back to each other from that moment on. When Brett had gone home with that first guy in college he had been terrified that that meant the end of his chances of happiness. He understood being homosexual to mean being alone for the rest of your life. It meant giving up your family and friends for nothing but ultimately unfulfilling sex. Though, being twenty-one, and drunk at the time meant he didn’t think of any of those things till the next morning. He’d stayed at the bar after his other friends left, he did that a lot in those days. He’d always known that he wasn’t attracted to women in the same way as his brothers and his friends, but the realization that he was attracted to men had been slow. Now in his last year of college he got it. He looked at the men his friends had grown into and got hard thinking about their bodies. He saw the chest hair not poking out of the tops of their, looked at their firm asses squished into tight faired jeans. He longed to see them naked in a way he never thought about the girls they met out at parties. All of that left him ultimately lonely, even when sitting in a bar full of his friends he felt isolated. So, when everyone else had left, he stayed and drank, hoping to squash the feelings he didn’t dare give a voice to. An older man had sat down at the bar, handsome and fairly unassuming. He was probably in his mid-forties. He had a square face, a rather round nose, and short hair turning gray at the temples. He wore a button-down shirt open to just below his pecs exposing a broad swath of fur covered skin. Brett couldn’t help his eyes flicking down. The man had introduced himself as Aaron, and they had started chatting. Aaron had a few beers, bought Brett another one, while they made small talk. Brett liked talking to Aaron, there was something a familiarity there that he didn’t yet understand. It was his gay-dar going off, which was obvious in retrospect. When Aaron has said he was stepping outside for a smoke, Brett had followed despite not being a smoker himself. Aaron went around the corner of the building rather than standing under the street light out front, “less windy”. He lit a cigarette, took a long drag on it and handed it to Brett before lighting another one for himself. Brett, not wanting to seem uncool, took a deep pull on the cigarette and promptly launched himself into a massive coughing fit. “You don’t actually smoke do you,” Aaron laughed good naturedly. “No.” Brett looked down at his shoes, feeling very bashful. “Why did you come out then?” Aaron took a step closer to Brett, the intensity of his gaze dragged Brett’s eyes back up. “I didn’t want to sit at the bar alone.” “Is that all, or was there something more specific that brought you out here.” He stepped closer again. They were now inches apart. Brett could smell the sweet intermingled scent of beer and smoke with each breath Aaron let out. He felt weak at the knees. A fire was growing in him, his crotch began to bulge, and his mind felt muddles. “I don’t know what you mean.” “I think you do.” Then “it” happened. He kissed another man. That thing he had been pondering, secretly yearning for, happened and it was wonderful. The roughness of Aaron’s face against his, the instance of the man’s tongue entering his mouth, it was everything he had wanted. Brett’s hands quickly found Aaron’s hips and pulled him closer, their crotches pressed tight as their kiss continues. Aaron brought one hand up behind Brett’s head, holding him in place, the other dangling to the side keeping the still lit cigarette out of reach. When they broke apart Brett was flushed, his whole face felt red. Heat seemed to radiate from his entire body. He locked eyes with Aaron and found himself unable to move, despite how hard his heart was pounding. “Do you want to get out of here,” Aaron said, his lips barely an inch from Brett’s, “or do you want to keep making out in an alley.” “I have… I have roommates…” Brett said, feeling lame as soon as the words were out of his mouth. “I don’t.” “Ok.” Brett’s voice was little more than a whisper. His heart was in his throat, and his stomach felt as though it was about to fall out, but still he said yes. The beers had given him the courage to do what he had been yearning for. He was saying yes to this incredibly sexy man. He was going to say yes to whatever Aaron asked him. He was determined to finally know what it was to have sex with a man… and maybe that, he though, would explain his feelings. They walked, not quite touching, the few block’s to Aaron’s apartment. It was a cozy walk up, in an unassuming brick multistory building. They slipped from the bright florescent hallway, into the dim warmth of Aaron’s living room. The walls were dark and paneled, a big comfortable looking sofa dominated one whole side of the room, a big thick television the other. A light glowed in the small kitchenette, leading them into the bedroom. It was small but perfectly appointed. Everything about the apartment made Brett feel at ease. It wasn’t sleazy or frightening, overly fem or queer as his mother would have said, it was just warm and safe. Brett perched on the edge of the bed, unsure what to do next. Aaron clicked on a scarf covered lamp on the bedside table. The soft rose tinted glow spilled over one side of his body, throwing the sharp lines of his face, and the swells of his muscles into sharp relief. Never breaking eye contact with Brett, he unbuttoned his shirt. Every inch revealing more of his fur covered torso. When he cast the shirt aside, standing in just his tight, high waisted bell bottoms, he looked to Brett in that moment the perfect specimen of manhood. It was like the Bert Reynolds centerfold Brett had lusted after so many times had come to life right in front of him. Aaron put a hand softly under the boy’s chin and tilted his head back. He bent down and lightly kissed his latest conquest on the lips. He felt the tension go out of the boy. He needs this, Aaron thought. He pulled Brett to his feet, and locked his fingers under the edge of the boy’s t-shirt. He pulled it up over his head revealing a cute fit physique. Brett loved exercise, not just because he then got to see sweaty men in the locker room after. He loved how it made him feel. He liked seeing his pecs press through the soft clinging material of a shirt, or see his ass bulge in a pair of tight pants. He was proud of his round pink nipples, and the hair that grew between them. He had every right to be, he was hot. Aaron ran his fingers over the boy’s chest, feeling the warm flesh under the honey blonde fur. They kissed again, this time with more passion. Brett pulled them back together. He wanted to feel Aaron’s flesh against his own. He wanted to feel the warmth of another man’s body against him. His hands explored now. He was gaining confidence. Having taken the first step of following a man home, he felt like anything was possible. He kissed Aaron’s neck, licking the salty sweat from his skin. Aaron took Brett and held him back, before bending his head to do the same. He licked at the boy’s flesh, and then slowly down his chest. His tongue flicked over Brett’s nipple bringing out the first whimper of pleasure from the boy. He did it again, and Brett groaned. He’d never felt anything like this. They tumbled back onto the bed, falling in a mess of limbs and kissed. Aaron ground his hips into Brett, pressing their erections together. Brett’s mind burst. Any doubt he had about his attraction to me, or his want for their bodies was quickly vanishing. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened to him. It was absolutely nothing like being with a woman. He wanted to Aaron’s cock. He wanted to grab it, to stroke it, he wanted – and it shocked him to realize – to swallow Aaron’s cock down his throat. Aaron grabbed both of Brett’s hands and pinned them above his head against the mattress. His fingers danced across Brett’s nipples as his tongue made its way to the mass of blonde fur exploding from his pit. Aaron’s tongue swirled around the hair, and tasted the boy’s musk. Brett writhed. It all was so new and felt so good. Slowly Aaron slithered his tongue down Brett’s body, playing over his nipple again for a moment before continuing down. His hand’s reached Brett’s throbbing crotch first. He grasped at the straining fabric that barely managed to contain his erection. Brett groaned as Aaron rubbed him through his jeans. Expertly Aaron undid Brett’s belt and then unbuttoned his fly. Brett shifted his weight, and Aaron pulled his pants off in one quick move. Brett now lay, his legs on either side of Aaron’s body, in just his white briefs. A big wet spot had formed in the front of them, turning the fabric almost translucent, from the massive amounts of precum he was leaking. Aaron bent forward, and kissed the boy’s hard cock through the thin fabric of his underwear. He rubbed the stubble of his chin along the shaft, and then hooked his fingers under the waistband. He slipped Brett’s underwear off, allowing his cock to spring up and slap against his stomach, and left him completely naked. Brett’s breath was coming hard and fast, his eyes locked on Aaron as the older man bent forward, took hold of his cock, and started to suck. Brett had had blow jobs before but none so expert as this. Aaron swallowed hard, and Brett’s rather sizeable cock vanished down his throat. “Jesus fuck,” he groaned, both hands behind his head, allowing Aaron to ravish him. Aaron’s tongue swirled around the head of Brett’s leaking cock, savoring the sweet precum that was now practically pouring out. He worked his mouth up and down, sucking hard. He buried his nose in Brett’s pubes and worked his throat around the wide shaft. He had one hand playing with Brett’s nipple, the other was now playing with his balls. As he sucked he slid that hand under Brett’s ass, and began to slide a finger along Brett’s crack. Almost instinctively Brett shifted his hips up to allow Aaron access to his still virgin hole. He didn’t know it yet but before the night was out he would be begging Aaron to fuck him. Aaron sensed Brett was getting close to the point of no return, but he wasn’t done with his latest play thing. He let Brett’s cock fall from his mouth, and moved up to kiss the boy deeply. Brett kissed him back, open mouthed, moaning. Aaron moved from between Brett’s legs and go off the bed. For a moment Brett was frightened the evening was coming to an end, had he done something wrong, then he watched with joyous rapture as Aaron took off his own pants. When he undid the buttons of his fly Brett saw that he wasn’t wearing anything under his jeans. A thick dark brown bush burst out from the now open fly, and the base of what looked like a massive cock. Aaron pushed his jeans to the floor and kicked them off of his feet. When he stood back upright, he was fully naked and completely hard. His whole body was covered in hair, he really was Brett’s favorite centerfold come to life. Unlike the Reynolds photos though, there was no careful covering of Aaron’s crotch. A long, meaty cock, with a big bulbous head, now pointed straight at Brett. Two big heavy looking balls swung pendulously below, all nestled in a dense dark patch of public hair. Brett was frozen. He’d never seen another man like this. It was everything he’d dared to dream it would be. “Why don’t you come sit on the edge of the bed and suck my cock,” Aaron said, a wicked smile on his face. Brett snapped out of his reverie. This was the moment, he was doing to touch another man’s cock. In his mind it was somehow one thing to have another man suck your cock, but to be the one doing the sucking… that was the last bridge He swallowed hard, moved to the edge of the bed and said a little nervously, “I’ve um… I’ve never sucked anyone before.” “I kinda figured. Just swallow, and try to keep your teeth out of the way. Something tells me you’re going to be good at this.” Aaron was right, as soon as Brett’s lips closed around Aaron’s cock he knew what to do. He understood immediately how to make a man feel pleasure, and he was good at it. He swallowed just like Aaron had done, and felt the shocking girth of Aaron’s cock vanish down his throat. He was gifted, he didn’t gag, or splutter. He breathed through his nose and worked his throat and mouth around his first cock. Aaron held him by the back of the head, lightly guiding Brett as he learned rhythm and pacing. Brett was in heaven. He could have sucked on Aaron’s cock forever. He loved the feeling of pubes against his nose, of balls on his chin. He loved the pressure when his breathing was cut off for a moment, and the fullness he felt when Aaron’s head went down his throat. He was actively sad when Aaron pulled his cock fully from his mouth. “I told you you’d be good at that,” he bent down and kissed Brett on his spit covered mouth. “I love sucking your cock,” Brett said, his eyes mad with lust. “I know you do, and you’ll get to suck it more… but I’ve got something else in mind. I’m guessing if you’ve never sucked cock before you’ve never had your ass eaten?” “No… I don’t…” “I’ll show you. Flip over, on all fours with your ass pointing towards me. Trust me, you’ll love it.” Brett did as he was told and rolled over, with his knees tucked tight under his chest and his ass exposed at the edge of the bed. He was tense, he didn’t know what to expect, and then he felt it. The brush of Aaron’s stubble on his ass cheeks, his hot wet breath on his untouched flesh. Then something wet, warm, and probing brushed against his hole. Brett groaned, Aaron’s tongues and dancing across his virgin hole. The tension washed away as pleasure radiated from his hole through his entire body. He was groaning into the bed sheets. It felt good. It felt better than good. It was amazing. Never in his whole life had Brett imagined that something could feel like this, and certainly never imagined this pleasure coming from his ass. Firm hands gripped his ass cheeks, holding the apart. Aaron reared back and spat a massive wad of spit right into Brett’s now winking hole. The dense hair that grew in a spiral around his pucker was slicked down with Aaron’s spit – it was a beautiful sight. He was going to take this boy’s virginity. He was going to work him open till he begged to be fucked. Aaron decided there was no way that Brett was leaving that apartment without his load inside him. The tongue returned, and Brett moaned again. He felt Aaron spread his spit around, making his ass slick. He could tell that his hole was relaxing too, that the probing and pushing of Aaron’s tongue was slowly starting to work. At first it was just the tip of Aaron’s tongue sort of catching, pausing as it pulled at the lip of his hole. Then it was more forceful and driving, dipping inside for just a moment and actually spreading Brett open. It was slow, and hardly noticeable at first, but eventually Brett realized that Aaron’s tongue was slipping in and out of his ass hole with ease. Aaron noticed the change too, he sucked and chewed on Brett’s hole relaxing his ring even more. When he pulled back to spit into the boy’s hole again it looked completely different. He wasn’t looking at a tight untouched pucker but a pink inviting hole slowly winking. He slid his finger down Brett’s crack, pausing to rub his hole for a moment, before continuing on. He added more spit, and then did it again. This time he stayed longer, his finger pushing at the center of Brett’s hole for a moment. More spit, then more pressure; he repeated this process over and over till Brett’s hole suddenly relaxed completely and the first inch of his finger vanished inside the boy. Brett practically screamed, but not in pain, mostly in surprise. His hole was being penetrated, it was happening. He was going to go all the way with a man. He was going all the way… Aaron withdrew his finger, spat on Brett hole again and then pressed it back in. This time his whole finger slid inside. Brett went wild. “Relax, you’re doing great.” “It feel so fucking good,” Brett panted. “I know, just wait till I’ve got you open enough for my cock.” “Fuck, yes please. I want you to fuck me.” “You want me to take your virginity?” “Yes! I want it so bad. I want to feel you inside me.” “Good. Ok,” Aaron slid his finger back out and sucked on it, savoring the boy’s taste, and then did the same to his middle finger. “Take a deep breath in, and hold it for a moment.” He rubbed the two fingers on Brett loosening hole, “now breath out slowly.” He pushed in as Brett breathed out. With a little pressure two fingers were worked easily inside of Brett who let out a gasp. He could feel the change in thickness and it made him giddy with lust. His own cock was leaking precum so much that a near continuous stream was dripping onto the bed below him forming a large puddle. Aaron worked his fingers around, sliding them in and out, pulling at the sides of Brett’s hole. When he pulled them back out to add more spit he watched as Brett’s ass gaped open for a second before winking closed. He hawked another big mouthful of spit right onto the boy’s hole and then pushed three fingers in. Another loud groan from Brett as he was opened wider still. After more twisting and pulling Aaron knew it was time. A thin sheen of sweat glistened across Brett’s broad back, and his breathing was short and ragged. The cute soon to be deflowered college jock was in heat, he needed to be fucked and fucked soon. He got really close to Brett’s ear, keeping his fingers lodged inside the boy, and said in a breathy voice, “Are you ready for my cock?” Brett’s answer was almost a shout, “Yes! Please fuck me!” “Good boy.” Aaron withdrew his fingers, and slid them along his cock adding the slickness from Brett’s hole to his shaft. He dropped more spit onto his head and rubbed it on the open hole in front of him. Brett whimpered and pushed his ass back. Prefect, Aaron thought, he’s ready, and Aaron pressed forward. It was like a bolt of electricity shot through Brett’s body and Aaron’s cock broke through his hole for the first time. His spine seemed to tingle, his fingers went momentarily numb, and his vision shrunk down to tiny pin points. Euphoria coursed through his veins, and hit his mind like a storm surge crashing on the breakwater. He let out a guttural sound unlike he’d ever made before and his chest collapsed onto the bed. “Good, good,” Aaron cooed as he slid more of his cock inside Brett’s virgin hole. He dropped a few more big globs of spit onto his shaft as he went lubing up Brett’s ass for the fucking he was about to receive. They took their time, and it was almost a full five minutes before Aaron’s considerable length and girth was completely buried inside Brett’s now quivering hole. “Holy shit! Holy shit,” Brett panted over and over again. “You did it, you took my whole cock.” “Oh my God.” “Feel my balls on your taint?” Aaron rocked back and forth causing his balls to lightly tap against Brett’s taint. “Yes!” “Do you like being full of cock?” “Fuck yes! It feels so good!” “How does this feel?” He pulled about half of his cock out of Brett’s hole and then slid it back in slowly. The boy groaned under him. “Fuck. Oh my god! Its so… holy shit!” “Again?” “Yes!” Brett practically shouted. Aaron pulled a little more of his cock out this time, and then just as slowly made his way back inside of Brett. He paused for a moment, and then again. Each time he pulled back a little further, but he kept the speed slow and deliberate. It let Brett get use to being fucked, but it also worked his hole open more so it could take more of a pounding when Aaron was ready to let him have it. It was when Aaron was sliding the full length of his cock in and out of Brett as the boy pushed back against his cock that Aaron knew he was ready. He took hold of Brett’s hips and slammed in. The boy let out another deep guttural roar, but did not shy away. Aaron did it again, and this time Brett slammed his ass back to meet Aaron’s thrust. “You want me to pound you?” “Yes! Fuck me! Pound my fucking ass!” “Fucking pig!” Aaron roared as he started mercilessly railing Brett’s ass. He knew his cock was banging hard against Brett’s second hole, almost busting threw each time, it had hurt he thought; but he was wrong. Everything about the experience was joy for Brett. He had let go and it was everything he wanted. The blunt head of Aaron’s cock knocked hard against his prostate with each thrust sending a pulse of endorphins through his body. The pressure on his second hole felt like a goal not yet achieved, something even more pleasurable to unlock. He knew somewhere in the back of his mind that he would never be with a woman again. Sex with another man was too good. The first time, him losing his virginity, was better than any experience he had ever hand with a woman. Surly if this was where he was starting it could only become better from there. Aaron for his part was shocked looking down and seeing how quickly Brett’s hole had adapted to being fucked. His ass lips gripped tight to Aaron’s cock but there was no unwanted tension or fear. He was taking cock like someone who had been getting fucked for years. He had gone from tight virgin to Aaron’s favorite kind of hole, warm, open and easy to fuck, in an hour. He felt himself approaching the cliff and slowed down. He wasn’t ready to cum yet. He pulled his cock out of Brett, which elicited a sad sounding whimper, and smacked the boy on the ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Get on your back,” he commanded. Brett rolled over, with his legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Aaron took Brett’s ankles in his hands and placed them on his shoulders. He lent forward, bending Brett in half and tipping his ass up off the bed. He slid in easily, his dick slick with Brett’s ass juice. He watched as Brett’s eyes rolled back, a sloppy grin spreading across his face as Aaron’s cock worked deep inside him again. From this angle he was able to get even deeper, and he held his cock hard against Brett’s second hole till it at last gave way and the last bit of Aaron’s cock shot into Brett’s ass. Brett let out something half way between a grunt and a woof at that. His eyes went totally blank, and his mouth hung slack. Aaron put his hands down on either side of Brett’s legs, trapping Brett’s knees against his shoulders. As he leaned forward his cock pushed just that much further inside of the jocks absolutely quivering asshole. He gave the boy a soft kiss. Brett responded by wrapping his arms around Aaron’s neck and holding him close. He kissed the man who was deep inside him, trying to pour all of the pleasure he was receiving and gratitude he felt towards Aaron in that moment into the kiss. He whimpered into Aaron’s mouth and around his invading tongue as the older man started to fuck him again. Brett let his grasp slip and Aaron reared back, starting to fuck him hard again. The pounding Aaron was giving him was not just hard but loud. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was accompanied by a slightly wet sound as Brett’s hole became sloppy. They were both sweating profusely at this point. Trails of sweat ran down Aaron’s chest making slick lines through his dense chest hair. All of the hair on Brett’s stomach was matted down from the river of precum he was leaking. There was so much on his stomach that it looked as though he had already shot his load on himself. Aaron held Brett by the thighs hammering hard. Brett had both hands behind his head now, his youthful muscular body stretched out before Aaron for the ravishing. He watched the young man’s pecs bounce as he hammered away at his no longer virgin hole. A near continuous stream of grunts, groans and profanity streamed from Brett’s mouth as his hole was decimated. Brett didn’t know the signs of approaching orgasm in another man yet. He hadn’t yet learned to note the tightening of the face, the shoulders retracting, the changes in breath. So when Aaron let out a mighty roar and slammed his entire cock inside of Brett he was completely unprepared. He was also unprepared for the warmth that seemed to flow into him from Aaron’s now pulsating cock. Yet the most surprising thing of all was that as Aaron’s cock pumped inside him his own cock spasmed and launched a massive load all over his body. The force of his orgasm caused him to clamp down on Aaron’s cock, making the older man roar again as his cock throbbed against the pressure. They were both panting. As his orgasm subsided Brett understood what had just happened. Aaron had cum. Not only that Aaron had cum inside him. None of the girls Brett had been with would let him cum inside them for fear of getting pregnant but he didn’t have that to worry about. He now felt the warmth in his ass and understood it. He loved it. It turned him on even more. He had another man’s cum inside him. They stayed like that for a few minutes, until their breathing returned to normal. Aaron slowly took his delating cock from Brett’s hole and they both let out a satisfied sigh. He had gotten the boy a towel, then they cleaned up and got dressed. When Brett kissed Aaron goodbye at the door, clutching the little piece of paper on which Aaron had written his phone number down, he felt giddy. He felt no guilt, or conflict about what had just happened. It had been what he wanted and what he needed. That night had started him down a path. A path that had led him to Nick ultimately. Brett lay in his bed that night and felt his slick hole. It made him hard to think about the load buried deep inside him. Brett flopped onto his bed and looked out of the window remembering Aaron and his first time. His cock stood straight up from his body, hard as a rock. He picked up his phone and opened Instagram. After a quick search he found what he was looking for, his husband’s nephew Luke. He scrolled down a little and there it was, a photo of Luke tailgating for a game at school, standing in the bright afternoon sun shirtless. Brett took hold of his cock and started to stroke it his mind full of all the terrible, delicious things he would do to Luke if he ever got his hands on him.

Obviously, a trap set for foot fetishists.

1. Be fucked in full suspension bondage. Not in a sling, but in rope suspension. There’s a special kind of vulnerability to that I want to experience. 2. Be a Red Hood Mare at Fickstutenmarkt. Probably never happen, but I can dream. 3. Service men in a true Darkroom. I’ve never had access to one on which you really couldn’t see. I’m not sure I would ever leave. 4. Be whored out repeatedly by a man whose only interest was profiting off me, though I would take no compensation. Also in the probably never going to happen category, but I would do it. 5. Take a load from a Top who has true hyperspermia, just to see what it’s like to be that flooded at once.

It is definitely possible for a particular strain of HIV to become PrEP-resistant. This apparently occurs mostly when people are spotty about taking PrEP (meaning the level in their systems becomes inadequate to prevent infection), become infected without realizing it, and continue to take PrEP for months until they're tested again. The reason is that while adequate blood levels of the two medications in PrEP are generally sufficient to repel HIV infection, they are insufficient, by themselves, to treat HIV infection. As a result, the infection continues to burrow into the newly infected person, with some of the HIV killed off by the PrEP medication, but not all - and what remains is are mutations that are least susceptible to PrEP's medications. Those mutations become the dominant type in that individual. That said, those cases are rare. Not unknown, but rare. As for "severely high vl strain" - there's no such thing, technically. "Severely high viral load" refers to the number of virus particles per given quantity of blood used for the test - in other words, it's a countable thing. "Strain" refers to a variation in the genetic makeup of the virus - in other words, it's a qualitative thing. One can have a high viral load of a drug-resistant strain (rare), a high viral load of an easily treatable strain (e.g. most people shortly after infection), a low viral load of a drug-resistant strain, or a low viral load of an easily treatable strain (including most undetectable guys on treatment). It's true that you if you compare infection odds between bottoming for a guy with a high viral load of a drug-resistant strain, on the one hand, and bottoming for a guy with a low (or undetectable) viral load of a treatable strain, your chances of infection are much higher in the first case. But since you can't do viral load tests for your partners every time you have sex, that's kind of a roll of the dice. One thing's for sure: you're far less likely to get infected if you're taking PrEP, regardless of the details of the HIV status of your partner. If you take it daily, without exception - or at least, if your occasionally missed dose doesn't overlap with risky sexual activity (a missed dose isn't a big deal if you haven't had sex in a week and aren't going to have sex for another week), the odds of infection are infinitesimally small.

Part 2 That night I got a text from Zach, he told me to check behind one of the bushes in front of my house and I’d know what to do with the package. I found a bag there and took it up to my room, my dad still at work and my brother won’t be home til late due to math tutoring, but still I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know whether to feel lucky or upset that it was just a thong, but the bag was slightly wet inside as was the thing g. I could only assume it was Zach’s cum again. The next day I wore the bright pink thong to school under my day clothes, when it came time for gym I usually waited a little longer the last few days but today coach was waiting for me while everyone else was leaving. “Luke is there any reason you haven’t started undressing yet?” He says leaning in his office doorway. “No sir, just running behind coach!” But he wasn’t convinced. “I’ve noticed you running late the past couple days, is there something we need to talk about?” My heart dropped into my stomach, he couldn’t know, there’s no way, “Is it a girl?” “N-no sir! I’ll get it together coach I promise.” I say trying my best to ward him off. “Okay we’ll get changed quick,” he says starting for the basketball court door. Now I could’ve taken off my shirt here and he probably wouldn’t have seen anything. But standing there waiting for him to leave probably wasn’t my smartest choice, because he took notice of this. When he reached the door he turned to me and asked, “why aren’t you changing?” And he changed his stance like he wasn’t gonna leave until I stripped. ‘FUCK’ I though to myself. “Say something Luke or start stripping.” I start to take my shirt off but he still won’t leave, I throw it in my locker and start to unbutton my pants. As I pull them down, I can see the shocked look on my coaches face. He simply steps out onto the court, maybe to give me privacy? But then I hear him through the door ordering the team to run drills for a bit. Then he comes back in and locks the door behind him. At this point I’m in my uniform but still wearing my thong as I wanted allowed to take it off, I think? More like I was more scared of what Zach would do if I did. But this seemed worse. Finally speaking Coach says, “Take the damn uniform off faggot, you’re lucky you still get to where it.” “But I’m not a faggot sir.” He scoffs when he sees I’m still wearing the thong. “Goddamn if it doesn’t look otherwise.” I try to explain that it was Zach and the football team’s doing. “We’ll lucky me I guess,” Coach says moving towards me now, “On your knees, I need a fag to use anyways. It’s been awfully dry lately.” I slowly sink to my knees, “Please Coach I-“ “Shut up and suck if you wanna stay on the team.” He pulls out a massive 8 in dick with trimmed pubes, smells like a man. I slowly take it into my mouth and Coach starts to take over. Grabbing my head and using my throat like his own personal pussy. After awhile of pumping he shoots his load down my throat and slaps my ass once hard before telling me to get dressed and get to practice. After practice he had me suck him again while I was only wearing the jersey shorts and the thong, that time he came on my face and took a picture. “Clean up and head to class I’ll write you a note.” After that the day went by as normal until Zach stopped me after school but I was expecting it. “You’re coming with me now.” He escorted me with two of his teammates towards the athletic side of campus, and into the football locker room, three halls away from the basketball locker room. When they opened the door I was shoved in and the lights were off, Zach and his goons guarding and locking the door behind us. But in front of me was even worse, it was a projection video of me sucking Chris’ cock under the bleachers. Except his voice and face are blurred out. FUCK, that’s what the phone was about. Then I hear what I suspect is Zach’s voice on the video. “I said you’re acting like a good little cumdump aren’t you?” In the video I sat there in panties nodding yes quietly, “Speak up whore!” Zach demands. “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 bit. Then plays out the scene of him cumming all over my face and in my mouth. It cuts to the two of them fist-bumping walking away from me as I’m getting dressed pulling my pants over my panties. Suddenly the lights turn on and the entire football team and coaches had been there the whole time. I was a deer in headlights until my coach stepped out from the crowd. “You’re in for a ride slut.” They made me suck them all, one after the other. Players first and coaches last. I swallowed more loads then I cared to count, much less the ones on my face. Then they say me down in the middle of everyone and started up another presentation. This time is was my class schedule and the availability of my mouth, the coaches had marked off which bathroom I was to report to before/after school and during passing periods for players to bust a quick nut to. Lastly, they didn’t want any other teams to know because they didn’t want to share. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “And if I say no?” I say finally finding my voice. “Seems you forgot the video we took,” said Zach, “Would be a shame for everyone in school to see it.” I was floored. He was right. There was nothing I could do. After that they wrapped up and I was sent home for the day. The next morning I got a text that there was another package from Zach. This time it was a bulb for douching and a butt plug with a note that says, clean out before school today or else. And wear the buttplug. I cleaned out, plugged myself, and showed up to my assigned restroom before school started. I didn’t learn any of the players names but there was already a line of guys I recognized waiting for the last stall. They ushered me in and my first job for the day began. I sucked the first one for a bit before they stripped me naked. They were amused by my plug, “What do we have here you little slut?” I started to stutter, “I-it’s not what you think.” He didn’t care, he just shoved his dick in my mouth while two of his friends were touching my ass and plug. After awhile of just touching and sucking, Zach came in, and they stepped aside so that I was all his. He pulled out my plug with no hesitation which made me throw my head back. Then he slide right in and started abusing my straight boy pussy, saying things like, “Ready for some dick slut? All those guys lined up are gonna use your holes to get off faggot. If you refuse anyone we will gangbang you in front of the whole school got it?” I shook my head while he was slowly sliding in and out. Opening my tight hole, gosh he felt so big it seemed unreal. I almost started to enjoy it until he picked up the pace and started ramming his full length in and out. Finally he starts pumping like he’s gonna cum. “Be a good little cumdump and take my load like a bitch.” He slams in all the way and starts grinding into me as he unloads a big loads into my ass. When he pulls out my hole releases a bunch of air and some cum leaks out. He pulls out a sharpie and writes on my ass. I can’t see what it is yet, but the next couple of guys make sure Ik what it says. CUMDUMP WHORE in all caps and one tally underneath for Zach’s cum but I quickly stacked up another 7 loads. By the time the bell rang, 8 guys had cum in my ass and the last few wrote things like, “Force me please, Gape my hole, and Spitroat me.” Which is what happened during each passing period. By the end of the day I had stacked up 21 loads in my ass with the plug keeping them in all day. I got a text from Zach to meet him under the bleachers again. When I met him there he gave me a blindfold and a blue g-string and told me to strip and put it on. It covered none of the writing and did nothing to hide the plug. “Now put on the blindfold and get on your hands and knees whore.” I was ashamed I’m letting him treat me like this but I had no choice. I did what he said and he instantly pulled out the plug and started fucking my ass, it still hurt but not nearly as much as this morning. I felt another dick at my lips, so I started sucking it. “Good whore, gonna get you so fucked up you can’t help but crave my big dick you fucking cumdump slut,” he slaps my ass multiple times as he rams me, at this point im arching my back and just letting him do what he wants. “Taking all that jock dick, just feel how sloppy your pussy is.” He pulls out roughly and a bunch of cum spills out my hole and onto his dick. “Fuuuuuck,” I hear the random guy moaning as I keep sucking his dick, but he picks up his pace and cums all over my face. Zach shoves his cummy coated dick back into my fucked hole, and I moan like a bitch, sounds I didn’t know I could make! How is it starting to not feel so bad? I couldn’t actually like this at all, there’s no way. After a bit I feel another dick at my lips, this goes on for 3 more guys at my mouth. At this point Zach came in my ass twice already too, so my face is covered in cum and my ass is covered in tally marks and degrading body writing. He tells me to take off the blindfold and I see only Zach at first but then I see Chris with a phone. “Tell the camera how grateful you are to be a whore.” I stare blankly at the phone in Chris’ hands. “Say it now whore.” “I’m so glad that you fucked my holes and let me be a cumdump sir.” “Do you know who’s dicks you just sucked slut?” “No sir, I was blindfolded.” “That’s right slut, I just whored out your mouth to random classmates for money.” He threw down four $5 bills for the camera to see, then he took three of the $5’s and said “You can keep that one, you earned it.” How embarrassing, four guys just used my mouth to get off and I let them do it for only $5. I feel like a whore after that. Zach and Chris wait until I’m clothed again and escort me to my locker room, where I’m taken to the showers, I should’ve known better than to feel relief. Instead of turning on a shower they put me on my hands in only my thong, buttplug, and a blindfold. Then told me to wait there and they left. After awhile I heard the team coming in, oh fuck, this is my team, am I really about to let them see me like this? “Holy shit! Look it’s Luke!” I don’t know who said it but that’s all they needed. Once they saw me it was like sharks in the water, who cares if I’m there teammate, my ass clearly shows I’m a cumdump whore ready to let them fuck me. They immediately pull out the plug holding my now 23 loads, and start spit roasting me. As soon as the guy in my ass cums the guy in my mouth moves to my ass and another takes his spot in my mouth. I keep getting called Luke the whore, Cumdump Luke, and the team’s new pussy. My ass is quivering as they start to make my hole gape, sliding another dick in before my hole can relax. After most everyone leaves there’s still two people spitroasting me. Once it’s just us three left I hear, “How’re you doing slut? If I would’ve known, I would’ve kept you all to myself breeding you every day slut.” I could tell it was Bradley who was talking and fucking my ass. “Nah, he would’ve had to share with me at least,” says Connor, I’ve been sucking his dick. They keep talking to each other about how much of a girly ass I have and how they both thought about using it before. In the middle of the commotion we didn’t hear the janitor come in, who’s now stroking his dick in the doorway of the showers. Bradley and Connor take notice of this but I’m still blindfolded, “Looks like we have one more for you whore,” Bradley smacks me ass hard and offers it to the janitor who slides his thick manhood into my ass. It feels so much better than it should, as he starts thrusting I start meeting him and pushing my hips back. Fuck his dick fills me out so good, what am I thinking? He starts pounding me faster and I start to get close when suddenly Connor cums in my mouth and starts telling me to take that cock like a whore, just to let them breed me. The man using my hole slammed in a few last times and started shooting his load into my sloppy hole, this put me over the top and I came on the shower floor without touching myself. “Oh damn, he really loves it,” says Bradley. Although he’s so far from the truth, I hated that I just came from gay sex, I’m not gay what the fuck. Bradley makes me lick up my cum while he finishes using my hole. After he breeds me, Bradley and Connor simply leave along with the janitor. Leaving me plugged and sloppy like a whore should be. Zach finally appeared and removed my blindfold, “35 loads today alone you whore, such a good boy.” He put his dick on my face, “What do you say for getting whored out?” I figured what he probably wanted me to say, “Thank you sir for letting me be whored out by you.” Zach just stared at my face with his dick resting on it. It almost seemed as if he was admiring me before he started to look mad. “Well buckle up cause I’ve got plans for you tomorrow.” Damn it, tomorrow was Saturday, I couldn’t use school to get away.

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.

From a very early age, I was always a massive fan of cottaging. I loved the feeling of excitement, getting on my bike after school, walking in and that amazing smell of stale piss and male musk that filled the air. Reading the messages on the cubicle walls, waiting with complete anticipation for a big beautiful cock to come sliding through the gloryhole so I could wrap my lips around it and nurse that amazing nectar of spunk out of it. As I got older, I got more brazen and would join in at the trough, pulling at my cock for others to see and hopefully get an eyeful of some delicious meat for me to have. I badly miss the days of cottaging and anon sex in a toilet, how do you guys feel, particularly the younger gen who have never known the joy of cottage sex, do you feel like you've missed out, or glad it passed you by

“How many loads you got in you?” is my favorite thing to hear from a Top when I’m a cumdump. It lets me know how enthusiastic the Top is about breeding my used hole. The words “nasty,” “bugs,” and sloppy” really trigger me the most. They reinforce my purpose and make me want to achieve more and more. The best a guy can do to make me take more loads is remind me how many random Men I’m making happy by letting them use my hole and how much of their DNA I have in my body. I really wish I had more encouragers around me. There would be no limits to the amount of loads I could take really.

PrEP play can be risk play. I think many of the readers and breeders on this site have been on PrEP at one time or another. A guy on PrEP who loves taking POZ loads has a choice every day to take that pill or not. Not all stories acknowledge the existence of PrEP or how men incorporate that into playing with POZ guys. I'll also say that I made a choice to end the story suggesting while the boyfriend is on PrEP, he's a cumdump taking many POZ loads often. I incorporate POZ play, undetectable guys, and detectable guys in my stories. I'd suggest, honestly, if you want something that you're not getting from the work that dudes write and post here, write one of your own. I bet it would be hot and I know others would love to read it too.

Chapter 23: The Dungeon As we entered the Dungeon the first thing we noticed was the grandson in a sling getting fucked and sucking in the dads cock. Gramps just looked at me and said see what I meant about age? The other dad/ son couple was into dog play. The dad was leading his son around on a leash, and his pup was going around sniffing asses, with his dad saying find me a pre loaded hole. When the pup sniffed my ass, he let outback big aroooo. His dad patted his head and said good pup. Gramps asked the dad if he could breed his pup. The dad said yes, but not until he put his pup in the cage, and he finished his bowl of kibble. The dad continued by saying after gramps bred him, his pup needed to take the knot. Gramps was confused but after the pup was in his cage, he brought over a dog knot dildo and the dad said his pup had never taken a knot as large as that before, and that Gramps was to take no mercy on his hole. The handler put me on a leash, and pulled me to a padded fuck bench, then restrained me. He brought over another dog dildo, which I'd never experienced before. He pulled the plug from my ass, and started to insert the dildo up my ass. Now the dildo itself was quite large , yet felt good. That knot though was bothering me some though. He started pushing in dildo up to the knot, but then he at least gave me warning and said here comes the knot pup. Once the knot penetrated me, I let out a big yelp. The handler pumped the toy in my ass for awhile before he started to take it completely out of my ass, and then shoving it completely in again. Although painful, not nearly as bad as the initial time. It wasn't long before Gramps brought the pup on a leash to the fuck bench next to me. He looked at my handler and said I hope you don't mind, but i made your pup drink a bowl of my piss, then I found this tail to plug him with. His dad told the pup to show me his tail, and the pup turned to him and wiggled his ass. He was patted on head and told good pup! Gramps then said up on the bench pup and then restrained him. Gramps shoved the dildo in his mouth and said he was going to breed him first. The pup just wiggled his ass, and Gramps removed his tail. I then saw a side of Gramps I'd never seen. He put the head of his cock to the pups hole and said he was going to bone him. In one strong thrust, Gramps buried his bone to the base. The pup whimpered as this was a completely dry fuck. Gramps wasn't making love, he was fucking, and aggressively! Gramps was also very vocal calling the pup his bitch in heat! WOW what a difference! Gramps filled the pup with his load and retrieved the dildo from the pups mouth, and apparently noticing the way I was being fucked by the knot, started shoving the dildo completely in and out of the pups hole. The pups dad was extremely turned on and pulled the dildo from my ass and started fucking me. It wasn't long before he shot his load deep in me. After doing so, he moved over to his son, and planted his still hard cock in his sons ass. Gramps came over to me and told me to suck his cock, and then take it like the useless hole I was! Grandpa lasted longer than I'd expected, and wasn't making love but fucking. Before he could finish, we were interrupted by someone who simply said his ass is mine now, get the fuck off of him. Next Chapter: Toms Dad.

Not to throw shade on your fantasy, but as someone who has taken a Dawson-grade bang (34), I can tell you that as willing as your mind might be, your cunt couldn’t take it. You couldn’t lube it enough to take a new cock nonstop every 43 seconds for 12 hours (Ms. Sparxx set her record in 12, not 24.) Even if you stretched it out over 24, a mancunt isn’t built for purpose like a vagina, and wouldn’t hold up to that level of abuse. And there’s no way 1,000 men are all going to reach climax in under a minute, which makes me think the criteria for the world record must have been rather generous. Plus, Ms. Sparxx accomplished her feat only because she was competing in a formal gangbang competition, which means great lengths had been gone to to keep her supplied with a steady stream of waiting cocks. I find no reference to a similar competition for males. If you find one, however, please let me know - I’ll give you a run for your money. 😉

If you have read some of my earlier posts you know I live on the farm I work at and that my one of my employers fucks me on a regular basis. His husband knows and is fine with it. Well I couldn’t sleep so I greased up and let myself into the the bosses room. They pulled a fast one on and switched sleeping sides. It took me a minute to figure out who was who. They sleep like the dead and did not wake up. I started blowing the right cock, got him good and hard then backed up on it. At this point he always wakes up and fucks. Not this time. His cock is rock hard, he’s gently snoring and I am jerking it hard as I fuck myself on his meat. Kinda surreal. I sprayed the bed with a lot of cum being very turned on by the idea of him not even waking up while I take advantage of him. It’s his turn to wake up with a greasy dick and crusty sheets and wonder what happened. By the way no worries in case you are thinking I just sexually assaulted someone. I have a standing invitation to his bed. Sorry no pic this time.

This has to be one of the most poetic descriptions of one of my favorite activities that I have ever read.

@ellentonboy I with you on both the toys and fists. I have fisted as a top even jacked off inside a few guys, but it's not really my thing and I don't even want to try it. @funpozbottom I'm fine with encouraging the watersports even if they aren't my thing, and have no objection at all if you incorporate them with fucking. To be honest I don't remember seeing guys doing them at that club in the past, when I lived in another city I was a frequent customer of a very active bathhouse that advertised a special watersports bathroom that I know saw both watersports and other activities. My issue with advertising the toy washing facility, is that guys were already bringing them in, to use in lieu of sex not to enhance it. @hntnhole When they originally opened they tried having "Fetish Friday" every week where they invited groups to come in at a discounted rate to do show and tell about their favorite fetishes, most of which involved BDSM gear. For the most part all they did was display and model their gear, which led to some of the regulars that I talk to avoiding no fuck Friday nights. @FelchingPisser I've been there done that with room cruising bottoms in other places. The problem is that has not been my experience here. They don't seem to do much room cruising here, or for that matter adhere to the common understanding how it works. The most common thing I see when I walk down the room hallways, is doors cracked just enough and bodies positioned so the only thing I see is the occupants feet?

I like, no, love the development of this story. It certainly transported me back to my earlier years, coming of age in the late 60's in NY state, going to college (my first try) in NYC, being invited to join the boys in the US Army soon after. I also felt the tragic loss of almost all of my friends from that time period. Trying to make sense of it and failing. I will say that my experiences started much earlier (like, a lot earlier) than Brett's or Nick's, but even so, I was pulled into Brett's experience so totally everything around me faded away. Until the telling paused. I am now one of many looking forward to the next chapter. Well done, sir! You have presented us a gift.

I loved cottaging and would spend hours in them daily. Was a great way to suck those 'straight' builders, bikers, hubbies 😜

I found a used condom in the woods once and liked it out. When I was going to the saunas there weren't any cos no fucker used them but 💯 knowing I've saved that precious spilunk from being wasted is amazing

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.

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.

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

Hey guys, thanks for the comments. Hope you enjoy part 2. If you like it I can keep writing more ******* My mind had been racing all day. I had cycled between depression, anxiousness, and horniness thinking about what I did the night before. I'd really let strangers in my door and taken their raw loads anonymously! I was torn by the fulfillment of being a cumdump, and the fear of not being in control. I felt sick every time I thought about being exposed by the guy from craigslist, about losing everything in my life I'd worked for up to that point, and yet as time passed I couldn't resist being turned. I was reminded of Daddy's thick horse cock whenever I walked or sat down. But even though my insides were sore and raw, my faggot cunt kept clenching and feeling empty. Daddy sent just one followup email after he had blackmailed me and threatened to expose me: Don't jackoff until I see you. I want my bitch in heat. I followed his instructions exactly. A part of me feared that cumming would bring me down from the high and I'd regret it all more than I already did. Still, it was torture to deny myself from cumming after I'd just had the kinkiest night of sex in my life. As the time got nearer I scrubbed out my intestines with the deepest enema I'd ever given myself. It was made easier by the fact that I'd had almost zero appetite. Soon, I was squeaky clean and ready to be fucked. Then came time for me to follow Daddy's other instruction. I opened my wife's underwear drawer and looked at her collection of panties with a newfound fascination. I remember looking at these panties with the anticipation of how good they would make my wife's ass look, but now I was picturing my own ass in them, wondering which ones Daddy would like best. Daddy had requested pink, so I chose a hot pink g-string my wife had gotten for Valentine's day. Despite that the front was almost as skimpy as the back, my small smooth package fit nicely against the thin cotton fabric. I popped my ass and looked in the bathroom mirror. Damn, I looked so gay. What would my wife say if she saw me right now? What would the guys I used to play football with say? "I hope Daddy likes these," I said in a faggy voice, sucking on my finger. I reached down and rubbed my cockhead through my pink panties, which drooled stick precum. It was almost time, and I was started getting nervous again. What was I going to do if this guy robbed me or beat me up? But something inside me bowed to his control. When the time came, I shut off all the lights in my apartment, blindfolded myself, and took my place on my hands and knees in front of the door. ****** I waited fifteen minutes in that vulnerable position. Was Daddy late? Was he still coming? Then I heard someone pull up outside my door, and my cunt clenched as if in answer. The door swung open, and heavy footsteps let me know Sir had arrived. "Woof, boy," he growled. "Looks like you understand I'm serious about owning your faggot ass." "Yes, sir" I whimpered. His rough hands started to inspect me, gliding over my shaved smooth ass, and fishhooking into my mouth. I sucked and rubbed my tongue against his calloused finger, and he groaned with approval. He withdrew and spanked me on the ass. "You've got a lot of work to do tonight boy," Sir said, pinching my nipple. I moaned from the mixture of pleasure and pain, not understanding the meaning. "Got a lot of loads lined up for you. But first... I want to make sure you're properly prepared." What did he mean 'a lot of loads'? Suddenly, Daddy stood and left me, walking into the apartment. Blind and helpless as I was, I was in no position to stop him. I heard him flip on the bathroom light switch, and a faint glow shown from behind my blindfold. "The pink one hers?" he asked. "Uh, what?" But he didn't elaborate, and turned the light off. I held my breath as his heavy footsteps brought him past and then back behind me. "Ya boy... you're gonna forget all about pussy. You're gonna forget your dick was ever used for something. You're the pussy now, faggot." Then he put something thin and sharp at my hole and pushed it in. I cringed and gasped as it scraped me guts. He twisted it inside me, fucking me with it in a rough sawing motion. What the fuck was inside me? It felt like a pen or something, but somehow it was grabbing my intestines and scratching them raw. "Reach back and grab your ankles, fag."." I did as Daddy said, putting my face against the floor with my bare ass in the air. I bit my lip as my ass began to sting. A brief illumination let me know he'd just taken a picture of my ass. "If you thought those other pictures I posted of you were bad, just wait until your wife sees you in her panties with her toothbrush shoved up her ass." He laughed dryly. "So you do exactly as I say, boy. Don't try to resist becoming what you really are." I cringed at what the photo must look like, my fat smooth ass squeezed into my wife's pink g-string, along with her fucking toothbrush crammed halfway up my guts, what the fuck... Daddy spanked my ass, and yanked the toothbrush out of my hole, causing me to yelp. "First one's on his way," Daddy said. "You take every single load that walks through this door, and I don't post those pictures of you, understand? And then if I hear at the end of the night you were a good fuck, then I'll come back and put my own load in you... and then I'll let you cum." As in, he'd invited other people, people I had no idea who they were, over to fuck me? That's what he meant? Suddenly, he grabbed my balls and started squeezing them mercilessly in his fist. "You GOT that, faggot?" he growled. "Yes! Yes, I'll do it!" I cried. Relief flooded through me as he released his iron grip on my testicles. "Don't disappoint me, faggot," he said, giving my ass one final slap. "Make your wife proud while these random cocks plow you," he laughed. Then he opened the door and slammed it shut behind him. Fuck. I had no doubt he was serious about exposing me. My heart was racing from the rough handling he'd given me. I slumped forward, resting, clenching my asshole in the cool air by the doorway. My hole still stung from the toothbrush. What if one of these guys knew who I was? What if they had an STD or something? But then there were footsteps outside... They wiped their feet on the mat outside, and then opened the door. A chill ran over me as the cold air rushed in over my bare ass. "Mmmm," the stranger said, unzipping and shedding his coat. He groped my ass and testicles. "Been awhile since I smashed college tail," he chuckled. "Turn around, suck my cock boy." I turned around in the darkness, my blindfold ensuring that even with the dim light coming through the crack beneath the door I couldn't see the stranger. I reached up to his cock and found it semi hard. The scent of man was strong as I took his cock into my mouth. He groaned as I sucked on the head, and salty precum started dribbling onto my tongue. His cock inflated until it was hitting the back of my throat. When I tried to pull back, he grabbed the back of my head and thrust, sending his cockhead past my tonsils. "Do a good job..." he said sternly as I choked on his cock. He started thrusting in and out of my throat mercilessly. I gagged and even threw up a bit, but swallowed it and kept sucking. His flaccid cock was now fully erect and rock hard, 7 inches and thick. "Fuck," he said, withdrawing. "Turn around, I want to fuck you now bitch." I did as he said, thankful he was done with my throat. He positioned himself behind me, his belt buckle clinking as he opened up his fly. He pulled my pink panties to the side, as spanked my cheek. The spit on his cock was all the lubrication he gave me as he pushed his meaty cockhead into my hole. I gasped as he fucked his cock roughly into me, and with several more thrusts he was buried balls deep in me, never asking if I wanted him to use a condom. "FUCK ya," he groaned. I could feel his belly resting on my ass as he started to pound me. "Fuuuuck," I whimpered as the stranger's cock prodded my full prostate. The sting in my ass gave way to pleasure as he fucked me bare. I reached back and spread my ass, letting him hit deeper and deeper. His fat belly slapped against me as he quickened his pace. He grabbed my hips and drove his cock into me, panting like a dog. I loved every brutal thrust as he used me. Not only did I not know who he was, someone else had chosen him to load my ass. I had no input on who used my hole. His intense pounding didn't last long before he yelled out and suddenly warmth shot into me, reigniting the stinging sensation. "Ohhhh shit, oh shit," he said, quivering, his cock pulsing more and more into me. "Oh fuck, I just gave you a ten day load bitch," he laughed. "Mmmm, hope you liked that." As he pulled out I tried to clench, but still some of his ample load dribbled out from me. "I did, thank you for your load," I told him, feeling complete with his cum trickling deeper into my guts. He zipped up, opened the door, and left. Load number one. ****** I exhaled and leaned forward. All the uneasiness melted away as the stranger's load sloshed inside me. I reached back and stuck my finger in my cummy hole, wincing as I found my o-ring tender. For two nights in a row a stranger's sperm was swimming around in my guts. I spent the next 20 minutes running my hands over my smooth ass, enjoying how slutty I felt. Eventually I heard a car pull up, and soon there was another man to service at my door. I popped my ass for my newest visitor as he entered. The only sound he made a quiet coughing as he got settled in behind me. Then, he squirted some lube that he'd apparently brought onto my hole and his dick, and slid his smallish cock into me. My hole opened easily for him, being already stretched out and filled with cum. He fucked me in short hard thrusts. Fast to shove in, slow to pull out. Only three minutes in his silence was broken by a muffled orgasm. He pumped a few more times, fucking his frothy cum into me, then zipped up and left without a word. Load number two. A Mexican guy who took a long time to get hard, but after sucking his uncut cock long enough he bred me rough and deep. Load number three. An old guy with a raspy voice and a thin cock. Load number four. A married guy who loved that I was wearing panties, and railed me for fifteen minutes straight, calling me a "stupid slut" as my useless cock flopped around in my wife's panties. Load number five. "Waited a long time to fuck this ass," the next stranger said, spanking me hard. "Never would have guessed you were a faggot, strutting around with that sexy wife of yours." The darkness concealed my sudden blush of embarrassment. Fuck. This guy knew me? "But you must be pretty damn gay to be taking anon loads instead of fucking her..." he said, feeling up my ass. "These her panties?" "Yes," I answered. "Hot... I check out both your asses at the gym, but I guess this way I sorta get to fuck you both," he laughed, snapping the g-string against my plump ass. After a bit of rustling I felt his cockhead at my hole. "Hope you're prepped up boy, cuz I don't pull out." "Mmm, I don't want you to pull out," I said, which seemed to turn him on. He pushed into my wrecked hole, and I discovered he was reasonably hung. Even though it was my sixth cock of the night he gave me a good stretching. "Where is your little wife tonight?" he asked as he fucked me. "She out gettin some dick of her own?" That was pretty possible. Cheating fucking whore. "She's at her parents house," I said, which was partly true. "She know you're taking anon loads tonight?" he asked, picking up his pace a bit. "N-no." "Hm. Didn't think so. Ahhhh fuck. I like it when she wears those little black spandex shorts," he said, breathing heavy as he rammed his big cock deep into my guts. "And when she's on her hands and knees stretching just like this... oh fuck..." Was this guy really fucking me while dirty talking about my wife? "What's her name?" he asked, smacking my ass. "Renee," I answered, sitting my ass back onto his thick cock. "Renee," he repeated. "Fuck ya, Renee, take that dick baby. Ride that dick you married slut." Holy fuck. did that turn me on! "Ya fuck me," I groaned, "fuck my slutty married pussy!" "Mmmm," he growled, pumping into me forcefully, "that's right you dumb cunt. Take it bareback you stupid cockslut. Fuckin whore. Take it bareback in your married pussy." "Yes please! Please fuck my wife's pussy! Cum in her please!" "You want your wife bred? You want your wife's married pussy knocked up?" "YES! Fuck her! Fucking cum in her and knock her up!" "Alright, pig. I'm gonna knock her up. I'm gonna fuck my babies into your wife's sweet cunt. You're gonna taste my cum every time you eat her out and know that I own her slutty pussy. Fuck ya, Renee. Take my cum, take it! Fuck, Renee! FUUUUUCKKK! I blowing in you right now!" "Yes! Breed me! Dump in my!" I yelled as his cum shot into my worn out cunt. His sperm stung my raw walls as he fucked it into me. He kept pumping, panting with exhaustion, until finally he sat back, withdrawing his cock from my gaping ass. "God damn," he sighed. "You're a sick fuck," he laughed. "I like it." I was exhilarated. I had no idea how hot it would be to have a man use me while thinking about my wife. Holy shit, and to hear him screaming her name while he blew it in me! My wrecked hole didn't have the strength to keep the loads in anymore, and some squirted out while I waited for him to leave. "Thanks for your cum," I said as he got dressed in the dark. "Next time I see you at the gym I'll take you to the showers for a quick fuck," he said. My precum dripped at knowing that even though he knew me I had no idea who he was... "I'll send you back out to Renee with my dirty load dripping from your hole." He spanked my ass, and sighed with regret. "If I was younger, I'd fuck you again, pig." Then he opened the door and was gone. Load number six. ******** How long had I been bent over in the darkness, a hole to use for whoever came through the door? I had no idea, but when the next customer opened my door, I recognized - with a mix of fear and horniness - the sound of Daddy's heavy footsteps behind me. "You did a fine job, boy," he complimented me, and I felt relief at his approval. He stepped up behind me and started photographing my cum-splattered ass. "How did you like being a cumdump for my friends?" "I loved it, Daddy," I whimpered. "I took all their loads." "Ya you did, fag. Every fucking toxic load. Such a stupid cumdump, aren't you boy?" "Yes Daddy, just your dumb slut." "You're more than a slut boy, you're my fucking whore now. I just pimped out that sweet neg hole of yours all night. Those dirty fuckers paid me $50 each to fuck you raw." He spanked my ass harshly, laughing as I heard the now familiar sound of a man's belt being unbuckled behind me. "Now you're gonna get what you earned. You're gonna take my load every night from now on until the deed is done, until you're mine forever." Daddy's horse cock stretched my hole open wide. I bit my lip in pain as inch after inch of his thick rod pushed in, lubricated only by the six anonymous loads I'd taken. "You're doing good with your training boy. Just keep doing what I tell you, and you'll be Daddy's boy before too long. I was prepped up before boy, but just for you I'm going off. Might take a little while, but I'll keep breeding you every day pumping my babies into you until you're pregnant for good. You're gonna be such a good incubator for my boys. A nice warm piece of fuckmeat for them to thrive in." Daddy's cock was rock hard and ramming into me so fast I didn't know if I could continue to take it. I clenched my hole in time with his pumping, desperately trying to milk his load out. "Fuck ya, Daddy! I want to have your babies! I'm your fuckmeat!" He growled in approval and started jackhammering into me. I'd never been fucked so hard in my life. My entire guts just relaxed and let him enter me freely, too tired to keep up any resistance to his giant cock. "Here it comes, boy! If you're lucky this'll be the load that ends you, you fucking beta faggot." "Yes Daddy, breed me! Knock me up with your alpha male cum!" "Oh, fuck YAHHHHHHH!" Daddy pushed all his weight onto me as he got ready to cum, flattening me to the floor. His strong hand went to my throat, clamping down on my windpipe as he thrust deeply into me. I wriggled helplessly, fighting for air as he choked me, but he ignored my squirming. "You'll breathe... when I'm done... cumming in you, FUCCCCCKKK!" He rammed his cock into me so hard I thought he was going to break through my intestines. I would have screamed out if I had any air in my lungs. My head spun, my consciousness slipping away as his horse cock pulsed his alpha cum into my ass. "There's another roll of the dice for you, fag boy," he laughed, releasing me from his choke-hold. I sputtered and gasped for air as he got up off me. "Now let's make sure it takes. Go get that butt plug of yours, the one you had in last time. And bring your wife's wedding ring. I'm gonna put it back where it belongs." I fought through my dizziness and obediently crawled on my hands and knees to the bedroom. I knew where they were even in the darkness and without removing my blindfold... sitting on the night stand by the bed. I returned to Daddy in the entry way, groveling in front of my alpha. "H-here they are," I choked out my sore throat. "You know what I love about all this?" he taunted, stepping around behind me. "All night while you were my good little cumdump whore, you've been wearing your wedding ring. What a devoted husband you are." Shit. I hadn't even thought about it. I was so used to wearing it I didn't think to take it off. But Daddy now made that choice for me. "Let's add it to the collection," he said, and pulled my hand backward, slipping it off. What was the point in fighting? The rings were fucking worthless anyway. I moaned as I felt the hard metal circles pushed into my hole: first my ring, then the sharp edges of my wife's. The jabbing feeling of my wife's fake diamond was now obvious to me as my walls contracted and sucked it up. "Fuckin hot, boy," said Daddy as he used his sausage-like fingers to stuff the rings deeper. "I'm having a lot of fun ruining you." And with that, he pressed the glass plug against my hole until my feeble o-ring gave way, and the cavernous abyss that was now my cunt swallowed it hungrily. "Now, have you been a good boy and did your hold your cum in all day for me?" "Yes Sir," I said, acutely aware of how my cock had been denied any attention. "How about I let you have that orgasm I promised you?" "I'd love that Daddy!" I said excitedly. I hadn't cum in over 48 hours. "Ha, you'll love this, boy. Come here, sit up on your knees. I'm gonna show you how beta males are allowed to cum." As I did, I heard a plastic echoey sound come from the bathroom, and then felt something set in front of me. There were more noises too, small items being moved. "Put your hands behind your back. Let me see this little faggot cock of yours." He reached into my panties and pulled out my smallish cock, which immediately shriveled with the cold air. Daddy laughed as he choked it in his fist. "Little guy's scared, ha ha. Well boy, alpha's cum is meant to seed and breed. But your cum, well... it goes somewhere else." He started jacking my cock and I could hear the crinkle of plastic. "Mmmph," I whimpered at having my cock teased. Precum was oozing out and all I could think about were the loads marinating in my ass, plugged up with my wedding rings. I could already feel my cum welling up in me. "Cum from beta males like you goes in the garbage," Daddy said sternly. "It's a waste, just like you are. Weak beta cum needs to be eliminated from the gene pool." "Oh fuck," I gasped under my breath. Every cruel word he said brought me closer to cumming. "Dump it in there boy, shoot your worthless cum into the garbage can. Show me you understand where your place is." "Fuck, oh Daddy! OH FUCK!" And just as I started to cum, Daddy immediately quit jacking me and gripped my cock tightly, pointing it into the garbage can, as rope after rope of my worthless cum shot into the bin. "Oh fuck, please, please DADDY!" I screamed as I pleaded with him to keep jacking me, but he snickered as my burning orgasm fizzled and was ruined, despite having drained my balls. I thrust my hips pointlessly against his fist, but he just laughed and let my spent dick drop against the edge of the garbage can. "That's a good boy," he said, getting up from me and heading toward the door. My mind was so fucked, I couldn't even comprehend what had happened. I felt even more sexually frustrated than before he'd milked me. "I'll be in touch, fag. Got lots more training for you to do." Before I could say another word he left, and slowly my consciousness started to return. It was like I'd been high all day, doped out on a drug. I had done so much shit I shouldn't have, I couldn't even process it. It had come so naturally to be objectified, to be a thing to be used... what purpose had I even had before that... I removed the blindfold, locked the door, and turned on the light. As my eyes adjusted to the burning brightness I saw the garbage can in front of me. Inside were my wedding photos, their black frames and glass covered with my cum. The sperm running down the picture of my wife's face was probably the last "facial" I'd ever be giving her, considering I was now a cumdump. I left the picture frames in there, and put the garbage can back in the bathroom. I had no idea what time it was, but my body was fully spent. I crawled into bed facedown, my brain happy to be shut down after another night of mind-fucking. I drifted off to sleep, the plug keeping Daddy's load safe inside me. ********* I slept hard enough I didn't have any dreams. But sometime, hours later, there was a banging at my front door. "What the fuck," I said, feeling like death as I sat up. I saw daylight peaking through the curtains. I waited, hoping whoever the fuck it was would go away, when suddenly I heard the unmistakable sound of a key turning in the lock. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. I pulled the blankets around me in confusion as the door opened. Had Daddy made a key to my apartment? But the footsteps weren't Daddy's. "Hello," Renee said sweetly, standing in the doorway. Fear stuck in my throat, as she approached me. "I..." "I've done a lot of thinking," she said, struggling not to cry. "You're right. We should work on things. I... I just needed some time. I've missed you." She sat next to me on the bed, and took my hand in hers. "Where..." she said, looking down at my hand, then smiled apologetically. "Well it's only fair. I guess I'm not wearing mine either." She pulled me in for a hug saying, "I'm really happy to see you. What have you been doing while I was gone?" As I thought of what to say, my ass involuntarily clenched around the glass plug that was still held our rings inside my guts, soaking in the loads of the strangers who had used me only hours before.

"Don't fight me," Young John says severely. "Relax. Dude, just relax." His second finger feels a lot like his first finger but he's twisting it around in my butt and it's making me tense. "Damn, college, you sure don't want me gittin' in you." "Nah, it's just it feels weird." He pulls both fingers out. "Reach in that drawer, right there. Take out that little bottle and take a big smell of it." I reach in the nightstand drawer and take out a small brown bottle. Unscrew the cap and take a sniff. I get a warm rush and I feel Young John push several fingers in my hole. "Take two more hits," he orders. I do and immediately feel a large object start pushing at my ass. It's growing bigger fast, and the poppers, which I'm not a big fan, but it's turning the corner on me wanting to take whatever Young John is pushing into me. In fact, I'm pushing down on whatever that object is that's spreading my hole. It gets to its widest point making me raise my hips until it's in, and then it narrows considerably, however, the large part he started with is now traveling within my hole. "That's it, college, take it all, suck me in." "Ah, fuck, man! Is that you in me?" I cry, suddenly taking in what just happened. My sphincter is clamping Young John's thin wrist but the rest of his hand is in my hole. Not only in it but traveling swiftly up it. "Stop, wait!" I beg him, holding up my hands. "It's too much." "I ain't doing nothin'," he says laughing. "You the one pullin' me in. You sure got one hungry hole. Tell me you ain't been fisted before. Look at you drippin' precum. You as hard as a choir boy in a porn shop." And I am as turned on as hell. Fuck, the more I try to stop his hand from going in deeper the deeper it goes. I'm clamping down hard but that only keeps pushes him in, so I force myself to relax. I just lay there, still, trying not to move, feeling how deep he already is in me, but then he starts twisting his wrist before I can absorb what's happening. "Don't push me out," he demands. "You trying to get me out and I won't have it." I feel him pushing in further the more I push my guts against him. "Shit, man! Don't. Wait. Let me try to take it." I open my eyes, the first time since I've take a hit of the poppers. Young John is leaning over me wild eyed. His crazed look is frightening. He looks half angry and half like a lunatic. It doesn't help there's so little light in the room. I feel my ass contracting around his hand, but now he's doing something internally. It's such a new sensation all I know is there's movement, not deeper penetration, not him pulling out, just something swelling where I think the end of his hand is. "You like that?" I ask what's he doing? "I'm making a fist and unmaking it. I'm doin' it right on your prostate glan. Feel that? I love when daddy does this. Feel that? I'm holding you like a hammock swing. Feel me holding you like that?" "Ah, shit, yeah. That's incredible. Oh, fuck!" I inhale spasmodically, closing my eyes. The sensation's too intense. He's squeezing me then flipping his wrist so knuckles are flying across my prostate. He's merciless even though I'm begging him to stop. He hits my bladder when he rocks a little farther in. I can't help it and piss uncontrollably. "Shit, yeah, that's what I'm talking. Just let it go. Make a pig of yourself. Let it go." It's not like I have a choice. I'm pissing wildly over my chest. He's dipping down occasionally, taking a gulp, then spitting it over me trying to hit my face. When I start petering out he bangs his fist in again searching for my piss "on" switch and I start pissing again. He holds his fist in that spot and I feel I'm never going to stop. I also feel I'm starting to get close to cumming. I tell him I think I'm about to nut and he pulls back. "Oh, no. Not yet. We only got started." He's pulling back even more, and suddenly I'm regretting loosing him. His fist is at the entrance to my hole. I look up again at him and he's got this devilish look in his eyes. His small fist leaves my hole, but only for a second. I gasp as he leaves, and as he immediately pushes back in, I gasp harder. I swear I see his eyes turn red as he's now fixated on exactly that spot: taking his knuckles pushing in and out of my fully stretched hole. "Take another hit, quick!" he says. I do, and feel my resistance melting away. "You like it, don't you." I nod feeling him rock right at the point of my widest stretched. "Nah, tell me you like me doing this." "I like you doing this," I respond. "...doing this, Sir. Say it!" "I like you doing this to me, Sir! Open me up, Sir!" With that he starts increasing the depth he's going into me. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want him doing this. I honestly don't know if it's him that I want punching my hole, or if I simply want my hole punched by anyone at this point. I feel my eyes roll back in my head and just wallow in enjoyment in how good it feels, how it hurts and feels intensely good at the same time, how I've never felt this sensation before, how I don't want it to stop. And he doesn't, but keeps increasing his depth and the force of his punch. He's trading hands, back and forth, right at the entrance to my hole. His frenzy becomes my frenzy. I'm sure I'm babbling something, how good it feels, how great he is, do it harder, how much I want him, more, deeper, harder, until I feel I'm about to explode, and then he pulls his fist out hard all the way. "Push," he says. I push my hole, and immediately he plunges his fist right back in when I've pushed it open as far as I can. Somehow we're in sync. He pulls out forcefully, yells Push, I open up, spreading my asshole wide, and he's back in with his fist. We're repeating this pattern even though I've lost track of how the pattern goes, but it's in my muscle memory without me having to think anymore, written by him or in coordination with him. But I give him credit for teaching me this dance. I would go all night, and maybe I have gone on for hours with him in this dance, but then abruptly I hear the screen door slam against the trailer, and hear men talking. One yells above the others, "I'm hornier than six dick dawg in a kennel full 'o bitches! Young John, git your punk ass in here." "You c'mere," Young John replies, still fist punching me only a little slower now. Before I have time to even try and make an effort to hide, or cover myself, or whatever it is I think I can do in the seconds after I heard the screen door bang, three men crowd into Young John's small bedroom. I sense them around me more than I can see them. There's nothing like introductions, just three men vying to get closer for a better look. There's nothing I can do but freeze, legs in the air, as Young John takes his fist out of me. There's nothing anyone says until the one who's bald head shines in the dark breaks the silence. "He drink piss, Young John, cuz I have GOT to unload right now." "Yes, Sir," responds Young John. "College, take a hit. It'll go down easier." I must be insanely high, because after taking a hit of poppers, I open my mouth for a guy I can't even see. He unzips his fly while I roll over on my side to take his dick. But instead of slipping his dick into my mouth, he holds the back of my head with one hand, and takes his dick and presses his piss slit up against my nose with the other. He then lets go his spray up my nostril while I choke on the stinging stream flowing through my sinuses and down my throat. I can even feel his piss sting behind my eye.

MY name is Gavin, I am 26, I am married to my high school sweetheart. I am blond, 5’9 150 muscled with blue yes. My wife Maria is 5’7 135 brunette and absolutely beautiful. We have dated all through high school and college, our sex life got a lot more fun when we were in college, and I had big plans for our honeymoon. What happened on our trip to Boston for our honeymoon changed our relationship forever. It changed both of us also. It all started in the bar, I was waiting for Maria and talking to some very well-dressed college basketball jocks who were there for a bachelor party. We were talking sport and I shared that I had just gotten married. I had never hung out with black guys before so some of the works they used I was unfamiliar with and played along. One of the guys asked me if I as a cuck and not wanting to seem stupid I said yea, they laughed and looked at each other and smiled and patted me on the back. I thought that must have been a good thing. They had a couple other buds come down, two Latin guys and a white guy. We were all having a good time, one of the guys asked me what room we were in so they could send a gift up and I shared our room number and told them that would be great. Just about then Maria walked in, and they hooped and patted me on the back, damn she was beautiful. I told them we had dinner plans and then we were going to hit it in the room, and they cheered me on and off I went. We had a great dinner talking about our new life together and our big plans. Maria told me halfway through dinner that she had stopped her birth control and she was ovulating so tonight could be the night we start our new family. I was both nervous, not sure I wanted to jump right in but horny as fuck and wanted to fuck like bunnies when we got back. We finished dinner and headed back to the hotel for a night cap and while we were just about ready to pour our drinks, I heard a knock at the door. I went and answered it thinking it was room service but to my time and pouring drinks. They wanted to toast us and passed around drinks and Marie, and I clinked our glasses and downed our shot. They poured another and again they cheered, and we surprise it was the guys I had bet downstairs and they busted in the room telling me they brought us a wedding gift. I was in shock; I know they said they would send up a gift, but we were just about to have sex. I tried to be gracious and thank them and try to usher them out, but they were having a great downed that one. They started to play some music, ten minutes later Maria had passed out on the bed, and I was dozy and almost out. I could see a few of the guy's undressing Maria but I was helpless to do anything, I just utter unrecognizable sounds. It was not long till Maria was naked and spread eagle with one of the Latin guys eating her out. She was passed out but moaning, I right to reach out my hand to stop him but it barely moved. One of the black guys was over me helping me out of my clothes telling me what a good little cuck I was. I thought what the fuck is a cuck, when one of the black guys spread my ass checks and began to lick my ass hole. I had never had that done, it was weird at first, but I involuntarily began to moan. The guy ate away at my hole while the Latin guy eating Maria out slide into her and began to fuck her with his huge dick. She was moaning and whimpering. Soon I had a BBC at my mouth and the guy opened it slightly and slid it in. I am not sure why, but I began to suck on it. He patted my head and told me I was a good cuck. There I was, sucking this huge black cock as I felt another rubbing on my hole. It was so wet from the tongue fucking I had received, they seemed to be working in unison. The big dick shoved down my throat so I could not breath nor utter a sound as what felt like a baseball bat slide slowing inside me. I screamed inside but nothing came out, I felt like he was tearing me as he stretched my hole. He pressed till he was balls deep inside me my tight little hole. He said, fuck, I think this cuck is a virgin as he slowly pulled out and then sunk back inside me. The guy lodged in my throat pulled out and let me catch my breath and then began fucking my mouth and throat while my ass was being reshaped into a pussy. The guy began to fuck me harder with long stroked and then grunted and shoved inside me and I could feel his rock-hard dick pulsing inside me as he came. I was relieved he was finished but grossed out he came inside of me. The finally withdrew and the guy in my mouth pulled out and I was immediately replaced by one of the Latin guys who fucked my throat, the black guy pressed his big dick at my battered hole and slide in easily with all the cum and still being wet from my throat. I had shot my load as this guy fucked me, I had never cum without touching my dick or fucking pussy. There I was taking more dick, I could no longer see Maria, but I knew she had taken at the very least three loads and it was then that I remembered that she was ovulating. I now could only think of having some other guy's kid, we had talked about having kids for so long and her some random guys were probably going to knock her up tonight. The evening went one, I took each of their dicks and so did Maria. She was still out, one of the black guys grabbed my phone and called himself, then programed his number in my phone as Black Bull. He told me I was blond cuck. They dressed and left, I felt so dirty I had to take a shower, when I came out Maria was still out, and I helped her under the covers and crawled into bed and tried to sleep. I kept picturing big black cocks inside me, fucking me and making me cum like they had when they fucked me without even touching my dick. I finally dozed off, when we both woke up in the morning Maria said she as so sore. She hit me and said, I fucked the shit out of her last night. I did not have the heart to tell her she got used like a cum dump by those guys from downstairs. She kissed me and told me she forgave me, hoping she would soon be pregnant. I shook inside, fuck, she may soon have a black or Latin baby inside her. Just one chance the baby would turn out white. I put it out of my head as much as I could, she had plans with her mother before she left the city. They paid for everything, and it was a tradition. Maria got ready and headed down to meet her mother and I went to work out. I had been in the work out room for twenty minutes when in walked two of the guys from last night. They immediately started texting someone and I began to become uncomfortable. I started to gather my drink and towel when in cam Black Bull. Where are you going Cuck, he said, as he came over and put his arm around me. Looks like the cuck is up for some more fun. I said, no I must go. He said, not before you stop by my room. I tried to pull away, but he held me, and I did not want to make a scene. We got back to his room and he immediate told me to strip. I did it without much hesitation, he was unbuttoning his pants and pulled out his big dick. You, cuck need some oral lessons. Today is your lucky day, got on my knees and began to suck his big dick. He said, that is a little better than the first night, but you have some learning to do. I held my head and forced his dick down my throat. I was gagging and he laughed, you will get better cuck. I was trying as much as I could and then he let up. I have a surprise for you, there is a gay boy in the hotel who is going to help train you to be a cock sucker. He will be here any minute. Fuck, this could not get worse. He pushed me back on his dick and a minute later I heard a knock at the door. He greeted the guy and invited him in, he told this Tall white guy that this was the cuck he was telling him about. He smiled at me and told me I was a cute little cuck. So, you are straight? I said, yea. I love helping straight boys. He undressed, he had a great body and when he pulled his underwear down, he was sporting a huge dick. He came over and lifted his dick, I knew he wanted me to open my mouth, so I did. I sucked on his dick till it was rock hard and almost as big as Black Bull’s and just as thick. He held both sides of my head and tilted it and fucked my throat. He told me what a good boy I was and that he would help me be the little cuck I was meant to be. Just as he was getting into it, Black Bull had him pull out and he told me to get up on all fours on the bed. I did and the white guy began to fuck my throat again. Black bull licked and tongued my hole and make me shiver inside. My hole kept opening and closing, he felt so amazing. The cock down my throat seemed to get much easier than last night. This went on for ten minutes and then the white guy pulled out. He said he was getting too close, he bent down and looked me in the eyes and leaned in and kissed me as he held my head so I could not pull back. I did not want to do this, he pressed hard and between the tongue in my ass and his libs against mine I gave in and kissed him back. He made out with me for five minutes, broke the kid and said now give me some of that ass. Black Bill came around and he too got down in front of me and leaned in and kissed me while the white guy ate my hole. Here I was making out with two guys. The white guy pulled off my ass and lubed up his cock and pressed it against my hole. Black Bull looked at me and said, you have a big gay dick going inside you cuck. You are such a little worthless man, just a hole for men to use. Your wife is lucky we found you two so you could realize your true worth. He called me a little slut cuck, cum dump, whore and that brought the gay guy over the edge, and he shot his load inside me. He caught his breath and withdrew, and they changed places. The gay guy fed me his cummy cock and made me swallow and clean his dick off. The black bull fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. The white guy pulled out and got dressed while I cleaned the black bulls cock off. The black bull told me to get dressed, I jumped up and dressed and he grabbed my face and told me I was to go with this nice man and do anything he said. You will not be happy if you do not follow all directions. Do you hear me cuck; I nodded my head that I heard him? I looked up at the gay guy and he winked at me. We walked out of the room, and he told me I was a good fuck and that his apartment was right around the corner. I was walking but inside I kept saying no, I can’t do this. We arrived at his place a few minutes later, walked in and he introduced me to his roommate that was in the living room, Ben and he asked where Charlie was. Ben said he would be back in ten minutes. Good, the tall gay guy said, why don’t you let this little straight boy suck your dick and if he is lucky, you will fuck him and give him a load. Ben stood up and dropped his shorts and revealed a fat dick. It was thick just hanging there, he sat back down and motioned me over. I walked over and got between his legs, and he whispered, it gets thick. Just warning you little fag. I could see it was already starting to grow, I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He said, little fag, you better get to work, he lifted his dick to me. I opened my mouth and sucked on his head and opened wide to take his huge cock in my mouth as he got rock hard. I sucked three inches of his dick and licked all over it, it was just too big. He told me to stand up, I did. He grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom. Once inside he left the door open and began to undress me, he leaned down and kissed me. He was a good kisser, I kissed him back. We made out for five minutes as I stood there completely naked and hard as a rock. Ben broke off the kiss as he felt my chest and stomach. I had a tight muscled chest and wash board abs, Ben whispered hot body. Then he squatted and engulfed my rock-hard leaking cock and sucked my cock like no one has ever sucked it before. I started to shake, I was so close to cumming, Ben quickly pulled off and grabbed my balls and squeezed them as he pulled them. He made me go soft, keeping me from coming. I was so disappointed, he looked up and told me there would be plenty of time for cumming. He then lifted me up on the bed and lifted my legs and old me to leave the up. He grabbed some lube and rubbed it on my hole and began to suck my cock again. He worked a finger, then two and finally three inside me. I felt full, but then another finger, it hurt but with him sucking my dick my mind was confused and I just let him fingers twist inside me as he stretched my hole. He press deep, his fingers felt so deep inside me. He pulled off my cock as he told me I had a great ass, he withdrew his fingers, as he tossed a brown bottle at me and told me to open it and sniff. I uncapped it and leaned up and sniffed, the right and the left and he told me to do it again. I hit it again, he had lubed up his fat dick and was pressed against my hole. He told me one more time, I did it as he pressed on my hole, and it hurt but my head was spinning as my hole gave way to his huge dick. He stopped and told me again boy. He felt so deep, but he told me he was only halfway in, I remembered the thickest part was yet to come from holding his dick. It was like a tree trunk. The pain made my dick go soft, he pressed deeper and after what seemed like two long minutes, he was balls deep inside me. My hole was screaming, he was to fucking big. He pulled out slowly and I hoped we were done, but I knew better. He slowly slides back in and balls deep again. He kept this up and after seven or eight goes my hole seemed to relax and let him in. He had looked very determined up that point, but Ben looked down and said, boy you are about to get fucked. His dick still stretching me, but it felt good, and my dick was getting hard. He called me a little fag boy, see he said. Your dick loves my fat cock in your hole. He fucked me like this for ten minutes, my cock was leaking. I went to touch my dick, but he slapped my hand away. He pulled out and had me get doggie and he came up behind me and slide his cock in. It hurt at first from this angle but after a minute I opened and he fucked me hard for ten minutes calling me a little slut, whore boy, before his breathing got heavy, minutes later he shoves inside me and unloads. He kept his dick inside me and pulled me to the side and I was soon cradled in his arms with his dick inside me. He held me there for ten minutes, I could feel his dick lose its girth, he began to kiss my neck and feel my body. He found my cock and I was hard still, he jacked it and I could feel my hole tighten up on his dick and he soon grew again. Before I knew it, he was rock hard and fucking me slow and steady. He fucked me like this as he held my left leg up so he could get deep inside me. Then he stopped and pulled out. He had me get on all fours and he spread my hole and told me how open it was. Nice gape he said, then he slides his fingers back inside me after lubing them up and my hole. He had three and then four inside me twisting them around as I moaned. He got all four fingers deep inside me. I felt so full, then he said, I am going to save this for later and let the guys enjoy your hole before I wreck it. That sounded scary to me, he slowly pulled his fingers out, immediately putting his big dick back inside me and fucked me hard for ten minutes and shot his load inside me making me cum too without even touching my dick. Ben pulled out, got out of bed, put his hand out for me to get up and I did. I grabbed it and got off the bed, he pulled me in and kissed me. All my nerves with firing, I had never felt anything like this. My body shook, my dick started to grow again. He broke the kiss and laughed as he told me that his last boyfriend was straight. He said, let's get you showered and back to your wife. I put my number in your phone so we can get together tomorrow for another work out. Tell you wife you are going to work out and will be back and come here. Text me on the way. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the shower. The water felt good, his hands all over me washing me felt better. I could not believe how this guy was making me feel, soon enough the water stopped. He handed me a towel as I got out. Once dry he leaned in and kissed me again, bolts of lightning were going through my body. Then he said, be a good little fag and get dressed. I rushed into the bedroom and dressed. He did also, we made it to the living room before he kissed me again as he led me to the door. See you in the morning he said as the door closed. Fuck, here I was standing on the porch of some gay guy's place having taken his buddies load and the black guy and two of his. I walked back to the hotel, telling me self this was a one-time thing, but I knew something had changed and I needed to explore this. I felt guilty the entire walk back to the hotel. I made it before Maria. I decided to go have a drink to calm my nerves. I went down to the hotel bar; it was not two minutes after I got my drink that the white guy from last night and a Latin guy sat down one either side of me. They ordered their drink and just when I was about to get up the white guy put his hand on my shoulder and held me there. Where are you going, we just got here? I tried to say, my wife is going to be back but before I could get it out, the Latin guy spoke. We will be to your room tonight at 10, repeat of last night. Not sure if I like you wives' pussy or your ass better. I need another round tonight to decide. I froze but inside I was shaking my head no. Did he just say that out loud where everyone can hear? I was afraid to look to see if anyone was looking as us now. They downed their drinks and told me they wanted to show me something in their room. I walked with them, I felt like I did not really have a choice. When we got to the room, they both stripped off their pants and were rock hard. They sat on the bed and told me to suck them. I sucked the Latin guy first and the white guy said, jack my dick cuck. For the next hour, I sucked and jacked their dicks. When they were close, they would lift their legs and have me rim them. The white guy loved it. He would hold me head and pull me into to his ass. The Latin guy was first, he pulled me over and shoved me down on his dick and he came. Rope after rope shot down my throat. I did not even taste his cum till he pulled his dick out some so I could suck him clean. The white guy made me rim him for another five minutes and then pulled my head up on his dick and shot his load in my mouth. I sucked him clean, then he spit on my face and spoke. Good cuck, you are getting better each time. He smiled at me and told me to get back to my room, we will be there at 10 like I said so make sure your wife is ready for drink and some hot fucking. I went back to our room, hoping I had a chance to brush my teeth and tongue before Maria get back. I was dreading tonight; I wanted to pack our bags and sneak out of the hotel in the worst way. I got to the room and Maria was already there, she said there you are. Hey babe, I said as I rushed into the bathroom. I must piss like a racehorse I told her. I ran the water, brushed my teeth and tongue and gargled and then flushed the toilet and came out with a smile on my face and said, I missed you! I gave her a big kiss and she said I tasted like a toothpaste factory. I told her I burped up something and did not want you to taste it when I kissed you. Thanks, but that was just about as bad she said. She started to tell me all about her day, I sat there thinking about the cum I had inside me and about all the cum she took last night, Fuck, I remembered she as ovulating, and they wanted to do it again. I started to get really conflicted, but I tried to focus on Maria. She stopped and said, what did you do today. Awe, I worked out, took a walk, had a couple beers with the guys from last night. Made some new friends. She said that sound nice, glad you had a good day. We got around to go to dinner. I got in the shower first so I could get ready. I sat on the toilet and so much cum came out. Wow, I hopped in the shower to get ready and slide a couple fingers in hole. Played with it for a couple minutes and then got out and dried off. Then let Maria take the room. It was an hour later; we were ready to head to dinner and have another fine dining experience. On the way out of the hotel we found a bottle of champagne with a note, congrats. I knew it was from the guys, I slipped it inside and we went to dinner and Maria thought that was so nice of the hotel. The dinner wound down; I ate light since I knew I was getting fucked again. I had butterflies in my stomach, but my dick was semihard. Maria noticed it and rubbed it and thought I was excited to fuck but that is not what my mind was on. She brought me back to thinking about her taking all those guys and knowing she was ovulating and could get knocked up. Fuck, that was now donning me. I lost my erection, but in the car on the way back, I kept picturing Ben’s big dick and it make me so hard. My hole needed him too. All the way back to the hotel, all I could think about is dick. When we arrived, we went up to the room, I text the black guy who called me a cuck all the time to let him know we were back. He texts me back saying, I left already but you will get plenty of dick cuck. I will let the guys know you are ready. By the way, there are some new arrivals. I also hear the cuck has a new boyfriend. Such a little fag you are. My dick was rock hard. I was not sure if him calling me a fag is what made me so hard or if the new arrives but in either case, I was about to take some major dick. It was no more than five minutes after we got back there was a knock at the door. I opened it and in came four of the guys from last night. The white guy explained that he would be leaving soon, and he wanted to toast us one last time before he left. One of the Latin guys echoed that he was leaving in the morning also. They poured us drinks and we toasted. Ten minutes later Maria was out, and they had me on my knees sucking dick while more guys entered the suite. Maria was being undressed and some new dark-skinned guy was eating her pussy. I could hear her moaning as this guy went to town. I was now getting face fucked as I huge dick went down my throat. He fucked it for five minutes and let me come up for air. I turned to see the guy pull off her pussy and turn to me. He was a dark skinned middle eastern guy. He stood up and he had a huge thick dick. Really fat, dripping precum. He winked at me and said, your wife is going to have my baby cuck in a heavy accent. I got sick to my stomach, I watched as he slides that big dark dick inside her and she just moaned as he slowly railed her. See cuck, women love my big baby maker. He fucked her for ten minutes, I could hear it as I sucked another dick while the guy who I had been sucking was now eating my hole and then the guy roared as he came inside her. He pulled out and came over, the guy I was sucking left and slides inside Maria, the dark dick was now at my lips, and he said, clean it off you fucking cuck bitch. I sucked his big dick as he coached me. His dick had started to go soft, but he was getting rock hard again. I heard a knock aa the door and the guy said, now you will get some real dick you fucking fag. He greeted the guy as he fucked my face and then he pulled out and turned my head to the darkest huge dick leaking precum out of a head that was so fat. The guy I had been sucking swatted down and told me to lick the head boy, show him you want it. I licked the head and tasted his precum. He was leaking so much; I licked all over and sucked on the head as much as I could. I was still getting fucked and the guy behind me came inside me and another slide in. I had lost focus on Maria, and I was all about this huge dick. The guy behind me did not last long, I had managed to suck on this guy's head but that was it. He was too thick to do anything else. He pulled out and squatted down and leaned in and kissed me. The other guy was still there calling me a fag, looking at that fag kissing a guy. The guy was not very good looking, but he could kiss. He grabbed my had and put it on his thick dick and I began to jack him. He kissed me hard, fuck I could hardly get my hand all the way around it. You are going to be my bottom tonight, I purchased you. Let’s get you dressed. I thought fuck, wait, seriously. I hesitated to try to think of a way out of this and the dark-skinned guy who called me a fag slapped my face and said, do not make me hurt you fag. I quickly go up and dressed as the huge, dicked guy worked his dick back into his pants and he motioned for me to come with him. I again hesitated and the guy slapped me harder. I was dazed as the big, dicked guy grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room, down the hall to the elevator and up three flight and finally to his room. Once inside he told me to undress, I quickly did. He then ordered me to undress him. I came over and before I could even start, he grabbed me and kissed me deep. He kissed me for five minutes and then pulled off. He grabbed my dick which was rock hard now. He whispered in my ear; you are going to be worth every penny tonight. He let go of my dick and felt my hole. Boy, go clean out. I have the shower ready for you. You will only have me cum inside you tonight, I want that hole fresh. I went to the shower, figured out how to clean out with the nasal on the long hose and watch as my ass sprayed out water and all that cum. I finally feel empty and sat on the toilet to make sure and more water sprayed out but finally went back out the hotel room and he was standing naked his dick rock hard and dripping. He motioned me over and handed me mouth guard, put these in he said. I slide them in, they were uncomfortable, he pushes on my shoulders, and I was soon on my knees, he pressed his fat dick on my lips, and I opened and licked his head, he pressed forward and forced my mouth open. He kept pushing and it began to hurt my jaw. He held my head and pressed as tears ran down my face and I soon could not breath. He held me there for a few minutes and then let my head go and I pulled back and coughed. This went on for the next twenty minutes. It had to be the fifth or sixth time he had made me gag and cough that I pulled back and started to pull the guards out, He grabbed my neck with both hands and choked me till I could not breath. He said, do not fucking do anything like that again. I own you; you will follow my commands little fag. He let go and slapped me across the face harder than the other guy had. I fell into the bed, and he pushed me up on the bed. I had not noticed them before, but he had restraints on the bedpost, and he fasted my wrist to them. He slides a ball gag into my mouth and fastened it before sliding two pillows under my stomach and then he started examining my ass. He spread my hole and rubbed his fingers over my hole. I heard him say, fucking nice. Before long I felt his tongue on my hole, soon his tongue inside me. It felt amazing. He ate me for ten minutes and I was moaning and pressing back into his tongue. He withdrew and then I felt wet and cold on my ass. It must have been lube, I felt something press inside me and then wet cold inside. He had pushed lube up inside me. Then I felt a finger inside me, then another. Soon he had four fingers inside me twisting them around. This was not the first time but the way he was doing it, it felt different. He pressed them inside me, it hurt some, but he kept hitting my prostate and making me leak precum. He kept saying open boy, you want it. Be a good fag and open that hole. It started to feel so full. He pressed and twisted, if I could speak, I would have told him to stop, it began to hurt like fuck. I tried to pull away, but he held me, so I pushed down, and he pulled my legs forward. Then he took a break and soon my legs were also fastened so I could not move much. He lubed me up more and again inside my hole. I started to feel warm inside. He rubbed my back and told me I was so close. He started fingering my hole again, this time using both hands sliding all four inside with one hand and then the other back and four and faster and faster soon all of his fingers were inside me a little as they passed each other and then he pushed them all in and stretched me. Then pulled them back and he did it again and again. Ten times like this stretching me each time and then back to pressing deep and twisting. He reminded me to breath, I inhaled deep as he pressed and twisting and then the pain became so intense, I think I passed out and when I came to, his hand was just passing past my ring and inside me. I began to panic as his hand moved a little inside me. He rubbed my back with his other hand and said, breath boy. You are doing so well little fag. My ass felt like it was tensing up and closing, he slowly pulled out and I screamed into the ball gag and pillow he now had my face in. I thought, fuck that is over, but it was not, he rubbed my ass and again started that fucking both hands thing and soon was pressing again his hand as my ass opened and he got close to sliding and, but I closed. He slapped my ass and said, baby you were doing so good. Open for daddy. He pressed and twisted and this time I felt the entire thing, the shape pain and the total stretching of my ring as his hand forced it open and then how it closed around his wrist. He stays inside me for five minutes this time. The more he did it the longer he could say. He withdraws one more time and washes up, then cleans my ass off. That is when I felt his huge dick on my ass. Rubbing my hole and then pressing against it. My hole opened and he slide in as my hole sucked on that big dick, it went in easy to start but after six inches I began to feel his thickness. He pressed in and hit my second ring. Boy, what did I tell you, I asked you nicely to open up! He pulled out and slammed back into me. It hurt like fuck, he did it eight more times then he said, this is the one. He pulled out and slammed inside me and broke through my second ring and deep inside. Once he was balls deep inside me, he rubbed my back and told me what a good fag I was. He fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his first load inside me. Then he went back to fingering and fisting my hole. He kept stretching me and pressing his fist deeper inside me. Good boy he said, your hole is swallowing my fist, good boy. He was getting so deep inside me; I would start to panic and then he would hold and rub my back and calm me down. He pulled out and shoved his dick in me and fucked me again till he shot deep inside me. This time he did not go back to fisting me he worked in a butt plug and cleaned up my ass and unfasted me. He led me to the shower and cleaned me off and himself and then leaned in and kissed me again. Sparks when through my body, I really did not even like this guy, but he make me so hot. He told me to get dressed, we were going to give my ass a rest he said. I got dressed, as did he then we left the room and down to his car. He drove use to an older part of town and parked in front of a shop with neon lights and it said Adult Store. I had never been to one, he led me inside and straight back to a booth area and went into number seven. It was larger. He started to video of guys fucking. Soon there was a finger at a hole. I had not even noticed the holes before. There was one on each side. He unfasted my pants and pulled down my underwear and pushed me forward so the guy could grab my dick. My dick was already half hard, the guy pulled it up and started sucking on it. It felt awesome, he was getting me hard and a few minutes later my Fister, Kevin pulled me back and tapped on the hole and a dick came through. It was fat and pale 8 inches cut with red pubes. He pushed on my shoulders, and I opened my mouth and sucked his big dick. He tasted so good, and I could tell he was loving it, five minutes later he was tapping on the way and soon he shot the sweetest hot cum in my mouth. I kept sucking him and he soon went soft, and he pulled out and back. He turned and pulled up his pants and left. Kevin helped me out of my pants, and he took my shirt off and there I was naked in the booth. I heard the door on each side open and close. Kevin put his finger up to the left side and an old guy with gray pubes put his dick through, then Kevin did the right. I big brown dick slide through. Kevin again pushed on my shoulders, and I sucked on this fat uncut dick. Ten minutes later this guy shot in my mouth, and I swallowed. I sucked three more guys of before a BBC slide through. This cock was thick and had to be ten inches long. I sucked it as much as I could. While I was sucking his huge dick, Kevin pulled the butt plug out, I had to lift some and to the side, but it popped out and my hole felt open. He pulled me up and backed me up to the BBC while he held it and I slide my hole onto it. The guy said, fuck yea, that’s some good pussy. I soon was all the way back on him past my second ring and he was slow fucking me. He fucked me for twenty minutes, he made me cum twice, once at ten minutes and I came again at 19 minutes. Fuck, he felt amazing. The poppers Keven was feeding helped a lot. The black guys slide a paper through and all it said was same time tomorrow. I said, okay. Kevin kissed me and told me I was a great bottom and hot that was to watch. I took three more BBC’s before Kevin had me dress and we drove back to the hotel. When we got back to the hotel, Kevin was on his phone and texting. I thought we were done but Kevin said, babe, you have more to do. I paid the entire night. I was tired but followed him to his room. We passed a tall black man in the hall and Kevin nodded at him. Once inside Kevin had me get naked. I heard a knock at the door and Kevin let the black man in. Kevin told him I was his boyfriend, and I wanted a huge black dick. The black guys said, sure that white bitch can take it. Kevin said yes! He needs it. The guy unfasted his pants and pulled out his fat soft dick and walked over to me. It had to have been eight inches soft, I pulled it up and began to suck on his dick as it grew and grew. He was even thicker than Kevin and so much longer. I had my hand on it and I was taking as much as I could. The guy pulled me up and turned me around and lubed up my ass and his dick and pressed me up on the bed and onto all four. He got behind me and pressed his dick against my hole and slide inside me, he looked at Kevin and said that is a good start, but I am only halfway in. He pressed me down and sunk his dick inside me. Kevin fed me poppers as the BBC raped my hole and drilled me deeper and deeper and finally got all way inside me. I was in so much pain as he rearranged my insides. He began to fuck me hard; I heard a knock at the door and voices. It did not seem to bother the guy inside me and five minutes later he shot is load inside me. He pulled out and the other BBC slide inside me as I heard him tell Kevin that was so great ass, thanks. He said he would be in town one more night and he wanted me again. I ended up taking three black cocks back at the hotel. Kevin fucked me one more time before shoot inside me. He finally let me go back to the room and I showered and crawled into bed next to Maria who had cum leaking out of her. I knew we both got used hard tonight, maybe I was used a bit more than she was.

I don’t know if it’s the mental element of adding to a loaded hole, doing something so dirty, or if it’s genuinely how silky and warm a pre-loaded hole feels and how your cock slides straight in. But it feels so good and turns me on like nothing else. I’m neg (I think) and not on prep, so probably should do something about that if not already too late as I know it’s riskier…. But every once in a while I get the urge. If I was on prep I’d probably do it every day. I almost exclusively fuck pre-loaded holes now. Anyone else the same?

I love the passion between these two. Tom's need for dick and cum is wild, and I have a feeling he'll be the first to make this experience a "positive" one.

Chapter 21: The Winner My friends dad invited everyone to the bar area saying it was time to announce who the lucky guy was. Someone suggested he pour a toast for all, and he took our the shot glasses and filled them with his steamy piss. And the winner is....... GRANDPA! Honestly a sigh of relief came from me. On the other hand, Toms dad was totally pissed. He wanted to be the first to use me. Oh I know he will eventually, but I know it's going to be rough, and didn't want to start that way. My friends dad said it was time for a shot for me and grandpa, and poured us some whisky. He said our 30 minutes would start as soon as we entered the house. The two of us were excited and downed our shot quickly. As soon as we entered the house, Gramps asked where a bedroom was, as it was the first time he was in the house. Ad soon as we got there, he locked lips with me, pushing his tongue deep down my throat. When he came up for air, he explained that he was so happy he had won. Judging by his rock hard cock, I could tell. When I asked him why he was so happy, he said that I reminded him of his grandson. He continued by saying at 77, no one, even older guys wanted to have sex with him. He continued by saying that he knew his grandson was gay, but he was afraid to make a move on him, and fortunately his grandson was the first to make a move on him. I was horny as fuck, and just said we only had 30 minutes to ourself to which he replied suck my cock you hole! I always focus in the head first, and his was already leaking pre cum. He moaned in pleasure, and his body tensed when I took him to the base. I was afraid he was going to bust his nut down my throat then. It wasn't long before he said he wanted to make love to me. He added, not just fuck me, but make love to me. With that he told me to get on my back and put my legs over his shoulders. He pulled the plug from my ass, and I felt my friend and his dad's cum leak over my balls. Gramps not only hasva thick long cock, but a huge mushroom head. As he entered my hole, he asked if I was OK. I just said make love to me! There was nothing rough at all about Gramps, and he was skilled at making love. He would alternate between slow and deep strokes, and Jack rabbit fucking. He had quite the lasting power too, as we heard the others entering the house, heading to the dungeon. He continued to make love to me, then stated he was about to give me his babies. He thrust all the way in, the first time that he was aggressive, and let out a loud grunt. Let me just say Gramps shot a huge load. After, he bent over and gave me another deep kiss, and thanked me. He suggested I replug as to not be leaking a trail of cum to the basement. He gently put the plug in, and i headed to the door, when he said wait. He again thanked me, and said he couldn't wait to see me being a pig. He continued by saying he couldn't wait to see other fathers and sons being piggy, especially his grandson! He said that he already experienced a first in drinking piss, then asked if I really liked the taste of it? I just oinked, and Gramps gave me a hard slap on the ass, and said let's get to the dungeon you pig There's hope for Gramps yet! Next up Chapter 23. The Dungeon.

The submission of the act is what turns me on. The top is looking down at me servicing his cock. I like to imagine me looking up at him with my mouth wrapped around him gives him pleasure as well. Knowing I've willingly submitted to his cock, taking him in my mouth, devoting myself to his pleasure, it really kicks my slutty side into overdrive. Don't get me wrong, the cummy finale of sucking him is a huge turn-on as well!

There are few sensations as amazing as having another man's cock in your mouth. The soft silky texture against your lips, the taste and the heady aroma when your nose hits the Bush. And the feeling you get when your hands are caressing his thighs/ass when he shoots a thick load of hot fresh spunk to cover your tongue, unbeatable 🍆💦 💋

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.

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.

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)

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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)

9 inches here so I've made many trips to the second hole. It certainly is a pop and bottoms usually 'buck' when I hit that ring. I wait til the second hole relaxes a bit and opens fully before continuing. But please note, if you are fucking the second ring, you're probably doing it wrong. That area should be throbbed, not fucked. If your in the second hole you should still be focusing on the bottoms prostate (base of bottom's penis). I would go on, but I don't want to turn this into a second hole Ted Talk.

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

In one post he literally down voted every single thing @gangbangsuperstar said, even one where she said "I love cock and cum"

I know you have to be very care full on what you say or post on here, as they are very touchy on a lot of subjects. I have found some things they do are not right but you have very little recourse as they make the rules . I will problem get nailed for even saying this . have before . I guess all we can do is not use the site

I have had some GREAT Homeless Men fuck me as they like; I have brought Homeless Men home to my apt to fuck me and there have been occasions where they have actually stayed from 1 day to 3 or 4 days and had thoroughly used me for their pleasure... However; the best were about the ones that I encountered and di not want to come back to my apt; so some just fucked in alleyway; a couple used to fuck in behind dumpsters behind buildings; some I took to the Bookstore to fuck me or a Bathhouse (at the Bookstore it was pretty hot due to all the others there looking at me with these Men and taking them into the Booth with me - mot times left the door open so they could see.... Of all these there were a few who took me to their encampments and some just did one on one but there were occasions where it turned into a little group session and I was the Guest Pig Bottom... And even on more than one occasion I spent the entire night at camp with them.. So if you or anyone would like to chat more about these let me know.....

It's kneeling in front of the Alpha, feeling his hard cock straining against his jeans or jockstrap. It's that strong smell of a man's ball sweat. It's releasing his cock and seeing it stand up in your face. It's that first brush of his hard meat on your lips as he orders you to open his mouth. It's the feeling of his hard cock being forced down your throat as he pulls your head on to his meat. It's the strong thrusting as he fucks your throat. It's the grunting and moaning of a man experiencing intense pleasure. It's the knowledge that you're giving him this pleasure. It's feeling you top is about to explode in your mouth. And finally, it's the amazing feeling of him humming and pumping his sperm in your mouth and down your throat while holding your head on his cock as he males sure you swallow every last jolt of cum.

My buddy was celebrating his 26th birthday at a rooftop bar in Brooklyn this weekend. Everyone had a fair amount to drink, lots of laughs and then the bar closed at 11pm. 11pm in Brooklyn? For the most part we scattered to the wind, myself and two of my friends live in Queens so we shared an Uber. Being tipsy one of my friends always suggests we hit up a karaoke spot in our neighborhood, tonight was no different. But we hadn't done it since pre-pandemic, so off we went. I mostly agreed because it's only a few blocks from my apartment, so the walk would be quicker for me. Between the three of us we emptied 3 pitchers of beer and sang a half dozen songs with a crowd of strangers. One of those strangers seemed to fancy me, he kept putting his arm around me and singing along like we were old friends, even though I didn't know his name. I noticed his hand would accidentally drop down to my waist and then brush across my ass. Now, my friends know I'm bisexual, so it didn't bother me that he was so obvious. Especially since he was sexy as hell. I'm about 5'6" and in the twunk realm, but I stay fit. This guy was about 6' and had a Michael B. Jordan thing going on, not quite as fit but he was no slouch either. When my friends and I called it a night they walked one way, I started to walk another. I was home within minutes, drunk and horny as I clumsily stripped down to my 2xist briefs. I was just going to beat off and call it a night, but out of curiosity I also opened Grindr. All the usual suspects, I did the "hey" and "what's up man" to a few people that I usually wouldn't bother with but you know how it is after a fun night out. I started looking up porn and stroking myself over my underwear, then checked again to see if I had any messages, nothing worth my time. I edited my profile, username "DTF?" and in the description "Just got back from a birthday celebration, kinda drunk...kinda horny." Looked at another video on the hub, didn't get me off. Checked my phone again, 7 new messages on Grindr. Most of them were crap, one of them a blank profile that sent 4 pictures. Surprise surprise it was the guy from the bar. His pictures were a little older, but it was clearly him. "You looking for a load?" "Lol, were you at Shout?" "Yeah, you looking for a load?" "I try to make condoms a rule," I told him. It's true though, I try to play safe as often as possible. "That's cool, where you at?" I sent him my address and was buzzing him in a few minutes later. I answered the door in just my underwear which got a huge smile from him as he walked in. He wasted no time grabbing my package with one hand, my ass with the other and going in for the kiss. Fuck this guy is hot. I dragged him back to my bedroom. I lay in the bed on my back and watched as he quickly undressed completely and then was on the bed between my legs, my dick went right into his mouth. "Mmm...fuck" I moaned. I rubbed his head, guiding him to give myself the most pleasure. I reached into the nightstand and pulled out some poppers. "Let me get some," he said before I took a hit. I handed him the bottle, he took a hit on each side then fed me two long hits. I got that familiar rush and he went back to sucking my dick, then slowly moved further down to eat me out. "Oh fuck yeah man, that's...that's good..." I mumbled. He spent a solid five or so minutes rimming me and getting his tongue in my hole. "You have lube?" he asked. I reached back into the night stand and passed him a bottle of Gun Oil. At this point between the poppers and alcohol I was just enjoying myself and not really thinking, I thought he was going to use the lube to finger my hole. I was wrong, he got his dick lubed up and a little on my hole then positioned himself so his cock was rubbing on my hole. I opened my eyes to see his looking back at me, then he started to push on my hole. "Wait, you need to put on a condom," I told him. "I'm just rubbing the head on you," he quickly fired back. Now...I'm not new, I've heard "just the tip" and used variations of it myself, so I know what he's doing and I want his big dick in me so I let him rub the head on my hole. It feels really good, he's getting me nicely lubed up and I'm just enjoying the teasing. I grab the poppers and take a hit, and then another. I cap the bottle and he pushes in, it stings a little but it's mostly pleasure. "Oh fuck man..." I close my eyes and throw my head back onto the pillow. "Just push out," he whispered. "I know," I groaned, "but you need a condom man," I reaffirmed as he continued to push in. "But I'm already in you," he said, bottoming out. Fuck his dick feels so good in me, my head spinning, I feel my hole stretching to accommodate his size. I let out a soft moan as he pulls out then slowly pushed all the way back in. "You really need a condom man," I told him. "But I'm already in you," he said again, "I can't stay hard with a condom on." He gave me a few more strokes, deeper each time. "I know, mmm, and it feels good, but we need to play safe," I said, feeling him hit my prostate. "I don't have one with me," he continued to thrust in and out a little faster. I reached into the drawer once again, digging for a condom. I couldn't find it, he slowly pulled out so I could get to the drawer. I dug deeper, finding the last condom as he took another hit of the poppers. I set the condom on the mattress next to me, repositioning myself so he was between my legs and his hard dick was inches from my hole again. I lay back, he handed me the poppers and picked up the lube. I took a deep hit, then another. He started rubbing the tip on my hole again. "Mmmm..." I let out a soft moan from all the pleasure. He didn't say anything, just pushed the tip back in. I didn't say anything, just enjoyed the feeling. He reached over, patting the bed looking for what I thought was the condom, so I picked it up and handed it to him. He didn't take it. "No, the poppers," he laughed. On my other side I picked up the cold bottle that was touching my hip and handed it to him. He uncapped it and fed me a hit, then another and slowly pushed in balls deep. "Mmm, fuck dude," I moaned. He slid an arm under my back, pulling me into him tighter, kissing my neck then my lips. I let out a moan, he was really long stroking me, slow deep thrusts with no intention of stopping. "I'm getting close," he whispered and then continued to kiss me. I tried to break the kiss but it was too late to stop him, he gave me a few last deep thrusts and then moaned and kissed me harder. His dick swelling inside me, pulsing out his hot load 7" deep into me. He pulled back a little then pushed in all the way, milking every last drop out of his dick and into me. "Fuck bro..." he said, collapsing onto me. He lay on top of me catching his breath, his face nuzzled into my neck as I held him, feeling his dick start to go limp and slide out of my hole. After a couple minutes he rolled off me. "Let me get you something to clean up with," I said, pulling a clean hand towel from a drawer under the bed. I watched him wipe off his glistening dick, then he hopped off the bed and started getting dressed. Neither of us said anything as he tucked his dick back into his boxer briefs, then zipped up his jeans, t-shirt and socks. I just lay there reflecting on everything that happened. "Thanks man, that was some good ass," he smiled at me. I just nodded and he walked out. I heard the door close and I went to take a shower.

Honestly : porn. I fucked my boyfriends bare but the hook-ups with condom and it was way different and less good. And then, I talked about prep to my man and one thing leading to an other I took it. 2-3 years after, my man tried it and we went to a bathouses with the idea to fuck raw only and it was an awakening for him : he is a cumslut and just want to experiment this a lot. I can't breed him (I am not able to cum when I fuck) so it's for him a way to collect load also.

That's one way to explain the medicine he is going to inject.

It's the most painful minutes of my life! I coughed up the initial stream before the bullet-headed bastard smacks my head and tells me to take the rest in my mouth and warns me to not loose a drop. "You let any spill on the bed," he threatens, "the rest is going up your nose." I take him at his word, and lock my lips around his long uncut cock and just swallow and swallow and swallow and swallow. While I'm gulping I hear him say: "You know my piss is going straight to you stomach now, pig." I remember Young John's exact words as bullet-head is talking. This must be Young John's daily life, what he hears every day serving these men. "You got my piss in you. Next time you piss that's going to be my piss coming out of your dick. Just remember that." I almost feel sorry for Young John until: "Can we keep him, daddy?" Young John asks, while bullet-head finishes peeing down my throat. "Can we, huh?" "Did you show him the lab?" Johnny's father asks concerned, "Or talk to him about it?" "No, sir," says Young John. "All we did was smoke a little bit. I didn't say we made it." "Well, he knows now, don't he, Young John?" I see Young John's puzzled face nodding. He's not stupid but I wonder about his father. Did he mean to trip him up? Bullet-heads squeezing out a last few squirts. "So now we either have to put him down out yonder with the other, or you're gonna have to train him good. I mean real, real good, son." "Wait!" I blurt out. Bullet-head smacks me again. The fat one leaps on my head and puts a rubber ball in my mouth, and then fits a muzzle under my chin and around my cheeks buckling it in the back. I'm trying to get out words, which is now impossible, so I resort to negative pleas. Mmm-mm, I'm getting out through the muzzle. Mmm-mm. Snots from the earlier piss irrigation is running down my face over the muzzle, and I feel tears welling up in my eyes. All I can see is Johnny looking scared, which fills me with terror. "I'll train him, daddy," he pleads. "I'll train him real, real good. He ain't gonna be no problem. He can have table scraps and live in the wood shed and I'll train him to do all the things you like. Y'all can have a lot of fun with him. He likes tina, and he likes it dirty, and I bet if you slam him he'll do whatever else you can think of, like you do me." "He sure looks purdy from what I can see, Old John," the fat one says. "If he can take my gooch meat maybe he might be worth keepin'. Least for a time." "We'll see," Old John says. "Put your collar on him, boy, and lead him into the living room. We got some relaxing to do, and we'll see if he can help you with your chores. Could be nice t'have another one of you around. That is, if he can be housebroke." "Thank you, daddy!" he says excitedly, while the men pile out of his room. He holds a finger up to me. "Shush," he whispers. "You wanna stay alive to mornin' you'll do exactly as I say, you hear me." All I can do is nod. "Okay then, you put this leather collar round your neck. Here, lemme fasten it." It's several inches thick and make me hold him neck up high. Once he locks it, he attaches a chain with a leather lead to it. "Now you just be a dog, you got that? A dog is what you are. And you do whatever anyone says. You gonna walk on all fours unless someone pulls you up. And you can cry and whine but you ain't never gonna say no, and you ain't never gonna say nothin'. You let them do whatever they want or you gonna end up dead like the others. You got me?" He's emphatic. Like the others. It's the second time "others" have been eluded to, and it's reverberating in my messed up brain as he leads me out to the join the men. The candle's still flickering as I crawl on all fours behind Johnny into the living room. "Sit!" he commands holding up a hand. I sit back on my haunches. "See, daddy. He's gonna be real easy to train. He's purdy too, ain't he, daddy? He's got real nice hair, nice new fur growin' on his chest, and nice hangin' balls I KNOW Gary's gonna like to hurt." "Don't matter if'n he's purdy," says bullet-head. "It matters if'n he's fun and can take what's dished out." Bullet-head is skinny with thin slits for eyes. He got a pointed goatee and tattoos poking out his plaid collar around his neck. If I were a dog I'd be growling at him. "Well, I think he is purdy," the fat one who wanted me to suck his gooch meat says. I wonder for a second before I push it out of my mind how big that gooch meat is going to be. "He might fit nicely at the foot of my bed when all y'all done havin' fun with him. What'cha call him, Young John?" "His names College. He got his car all crashed up by ol' Jonesy, I recon, and got lost looking for the main road. I toll him it weren't the way he was goin' even though it was, and he followed me home. I took him the long was so he don't know where he is no more." "That was right smart of you, Young John," says his daddy. "You sure you wanna call him College after he got so easily fooled? What about Dumbshit?" "Nah, we already had a Dumbshit, 'member? He was that curly headed feller. Besides, he talks real smart and I bet we can muscle him up. He's a good fucker and fister, and afore you came I was teaching him to take a fist. I betcha you'd get a good rosebud outta him in no time." There are a lot of alarms tripping during this conversation, but none as loudly as the way Old John is looking at me. He's a large man with very big, solid hands. He's cracking his knuckles looking me over. Hard to believe he's Johnny's father. They don't look anything alike. Where Young John has sandy brown hair, Old John is jet back. He's got a furrowed unibrow arching over deep blue eyes. His beard is thick and black with no grey in it, so I'm guessing he's somewhere in his thirties, which would make him very young for being Johnny's father. He is a daddy type, of that there's no doubt. His neck is thick and shoulder's wide. He's kicking off his boots. They fall near me and the stink that comes out of them could easily make me wretch if I was any nearer. His teeth are yellow but he has all of them, not like bullet-head who's missing all four front teeth. Old John keeps flexing his hands as he's eyeballing me, and I have a feeling I know where he's imagining planting those big, hairy fists. I stare at his fingers, which each have trails of hair running down them. It take me a second to realize he's talking to me: "Looks like you got nice meat on you. What's that, eight inches I recon?" I look at Johnny who nods his head once. I look back at Old John and nod. "You slam him, Young John?" "No, sir, we just blew some clouds, but look at those arms. He got some nice juicy veins on him, don't he daddy? Bet you could turn him into a slam whore real easy. Maybe makes some money at Shady Acres trailer park." "Dwayne," Old John says to the fat one, "why don't you introduce our new house pet who would do well to git his first slam." I'm ready to protest when Young John subtly tugs my chain. I look over at him and, almost invisibly, shakes his head. "Me, too, Dwayne," he says holding out his arm as way of distraction. He stares at me very pointedly. "Sure, boy. Why don't we all get to know one another," Dwayne says taking off his dingy grey sweater. Underneath are rolls of fat, boobs that droop over his hefty belly, and pits that I can smell over here. He gets up and goes to the kitchen area and from a drawer takes out a handful of used needles with orange caps. He counts out five and brings over a glass of water and starts dolling out power into each of them. I see bullet-head spot something on the counter and goes over to pick it up. It's Johnny's cage. "Young John, you take off your cage, boy?" "No, sir. College done that." "Git up, son," says Old John. "It's been ages since I seen what your wiener looks like. Lemme me see you." The boy stands up. His father is in the middle of unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a pelt of black chest hair and pecs that any body builder would be proud of. "Well, look at you, boy!" He slips off his pants and underwear. I'd say my jaw dropped but of course it' s being held in place by my muzzle. Still, I'm sure my eyes are boinging out of my face as I look at Johnny's daddy's anaconda hanging down. Out of his huge black bush is a semi-erect monster cock. The black hair from his chest continues non-stop to his crotch and continues spilling down the hairiest, most muscled legs I've seen. I feel my dick at the most inopportune time start getting aroused. "My boy done grown up. Look at that, Gary," he says to bullet-head. "Sprouting a little bush of weeds and everything. Course we gonna have to clip that hedge and get that cage back on you. Cain't let you become queer and the like. But I tell you what, I gotta have me some of that before we do. Dwayne, you almost ready?" Dwayne's sucking up water into the syringes and, with the flats of his hands, whipping them back and forth, dissolving the white powder in the tubes. "Almost." "Young John, you done left this flathead screwdriver out. What I tell you 'bout always puttin' back tools?" Gary scolds Johnny, like a nagging older brother. "You know what I gotta do to you now so you'll remember?" He's taking off his top, too. I'm not surprised to see how many tattoos he has. Praying hands, two kids faces on both sides of his rib cage, a broken open heart on his chest, all kinds of cliched religious images, a cross, prayer beads, wings on his back; also a scorpion tattoo on his shoulder and a biohazard on his treasure trail of thin brown hair. "Weren't me. Was College left it there," protests Johnny. The kid's sporting his curved hard on, maybe out of the praise from his father, maybe from, for once, not having a cage on him in front of these men, especially his daddy who's now monstrously erect. He's thick as a beer can, black pubic hair growing an inch up his shaft. He has to be a foot long, maybe more. I'm sitting on the floor trying to hide my erection by angling a raised leg. It seems, however, Old John is more interested in his boy than me at the moment. "Gimme you arm, College," says Dwayne quietly. My hearts thumping so loud in my chest I'm sure the others can hear it. I get on my knees and stretch out my arm. Dwayne puts it on a greasy yellow pillow. "Looks like College is all excited 'bout doing his first slam." Dwayne points to my cock standing straight up. The others laugh. "Let's see if he can keep that up after you done him," Old John says, taking three syringes off the coffee table. He tosses one to Gary at the counter who pops off the orange cap with his thumb and plunges it into one of his bruised veins. Old John point to the floor in front of him for Johnny to come and kneel. Johnny comes over as Old John settles in. They seems to have a ritual for his. Johnny holds out his arm. His daddy licks the crook and feels for a vein. Finds one, says "Stick," then, when he's pulled some of the blood into the syringe, asks if Johnny is ready. Yes, daddy, please slam me so that I' might be your obedient slave, he recites. Old John pushes in the plunger and Johnny falls to the ground and immediately begins licking his father's detestable feet. The boy looks lost in rapture on the floor holding up his father's foot, bathing it with his tongue, sucking and cleaning up between each of his toes. His father is searching his own arm, pumping his fist. Satisfied he's found one, he empties the content and falls back on the couch while his son caresses each nook and cranny between his father's toes. "Suck 'em good," he says, and Johnny does, one toe at a time looking up through foggy eyes at his dad. "Good boy. That's nice, boy. Take your time. Make sure you git all the smell off 'em. You ready to clean daddy's ass when you done?" Johnny nods enthusiastically. "Hadn't been cleaned since we went off hunting, and you know what that means?" He looks off in his own fog. "You sure you're ready for it?" he asks falling back deeper on the couch and spreading his hairy legs. I can smell his asshole from here. I don't envy Johnny's task. "College can help me," he churps, "cain't you College? He likes dirty buttholes," Johnny tells the group. I start counting my regrets wondering which one over the last day is the one I regret the most. Rimming Johnny's ass might be the worst, but there's so much completion. Gary at the counter is trying to get off his pants. I can see he's clumsily working on his belt and having a lot of trouble. "First College has GOT to learn to put away his tools. Boy, you ever git sounded?" he asks me finally getting his buckle open. His pants fall off his revealing a long, thin dick. He starts playing with it while he searching through one of the cabinets. He brings out some cooking oil and coats the screwdriver's tip and blade. He perches on a counter stool watching Dwayne feeling my forearm. Casually he puts the tip of the screwdriver in his piss slit and lets the handle go. It slowly slides into his hardening shaft. "This'll learn ya to put tools away, I guarantee. Oh, fuck, yes it will!" It's almost down to the handle when he grabs it and start pumping it in and out of his dick. "Stick," Dwayne says, and I feel a pinch where he's inserted the needle. "You ready for this?" "How much you give him?" Old John asks, relishing his son's tongue as it makes its way up the back of his furry leg. "Go for the balls first, son," he says softly to his son. "Three-quarters a gram," Dwayne says while I see my red blood swirling within the vial. Johnny lifts his head as he looks at me with concern. "Seven five's too much for his first time, Dwayne." "Too late now," he says. When I look down the vial is empty and I feel a rush of adrenaline like I've never felt before. I can't breath it's so intense. I feel my body locked down, incapable of any movement. There's a swelling in my lungs, which after a few moments of absolute panic, explodes with a cough that knocks me on my side. All my motor functions are useless. I'm glued to the floor feeling a red rush coursing through me. Blood behind my blind eyes. Then, like a tidal wave that picks me up without effort on my part, I bounce to my feet like a puppet, dick exploding cum right into Dwayne's beard. He's laughing and I feel insanely good, happy to be here in this dark den of meth heads. I feel like a demon of sex, hard, dripping cum. Looking over Old John who looks incredibly hot, who's cock I can't wait to get in me; over at Gary and want him to plunge that screwdriver right down my shaft like he's doing to his; at Johnny, wanting to join him on Old John's other leg and meet him in the middle at Old John's shit-smelling anus; but first getting down on Dwayne's gooch, as he's getting his last leg out of his dirty underwear, kicking it off his plump leg, and fluffing up a very fat and veiny cock. He's plunged his needle in his arm and is emptying the contents. "Okay, pig. Time to earn your keep," he says as he presses his finger where the syringe has come out. I kneel in front of him and he unbuckles my muzzle. I hungrily chomp down and start sucking his semi-hard cock until it fulfills it's promise, fully engorged, as the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life! "All the way down." I choke once at the attempt. "You puke or choke again, we're gonna go outside and snip those purdy balls right off. I guarantee." I don't choke again, but take his shaft down all the way down to his foul-smelling bush.

My sex life began in the early 80s, so I originally had bareback sex because that was all any gay man had. By the mid to late 80s, I was scared enough to start using condoms. For a long time I was very insistent about only playing safe. Then in 1992 a trick who knew exactly what he was doing ate my hole until I was just a puddle and slipped into me bare for the first time in years. It felt so good. Even though I freaked and made him pull out and rubber up, the seed was planted. The guy became a regular fuckbuddy, and I soon was taking him bare and taking the load. Then I started talking other fuckbuddies into going bare because it felt so much better. I still used condoms some for a few more years, but by the mid 90s, I just was going bare all the time.