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I’m a horny 22 year old twink who loves cock. Until recently I’ve always played with lads my own age. At first I always played safe with the other twinks but recently I’ve met some regular lads my own age at the club who love raw. I love the feeling of them going in raw, how naughty it feels, how dirty. There is also no better feeling of slipping my raw cock into another twink and making him moan, this is what real men do. Obviously like all lads of my age I watch a lot of porn and the bareback stuff makes me cum the hardest. The videos where a twink, just like me, takes a bear raw and submits to a muscle mans alpha dominance make me super hard. I dream of a real man breeding my twinky smooth body. Every day I pass the gay sauna and have always been curious but I’m a clean lad and I’ve never gone in. Today they had an advert for lads and dads night – and it was tonight. All day at uni I kept getting distracted and at one point it was such a big effort to get my boner back down. I slowed down near the sauna on the way home and suddenly realized I was gonna go in. I could stop myself but I needed fucked so bad. I paid and grabbed some condoms from the desk. In the shower seeing the hairy bears got my so hard. I just couldn’t control myself. Being new to the sauna I was very nervous and after drying started to look around. Because of my nerves I was walking too quickly and turning a corner bumped straight into a hairy muscular bear’s giants pecs. “I’m sorry sir”. He laughed and said “not so sorry you’re taking your nose out of my pecs”. I started to back away but he laughed again, put his arms around me and drew me back in. “Don’t worry, just sniff, breath the musk in”. I did as I was told. He said “wow that cock of urs is rock solid against my stomach”. Again I said “sorry sir”. He told me not to be sorry and opened the bottle of poppers that was hanging from a chain around his neck. I sniffed deeply a few times them managed to wriggle around so my ass was against his raw cock. He rubbed it across my hole a few times and I moaned. The bear grabbed my hand and lead me to a cabin, he was muscled all over, had a hairy chest and treasure trail down to such a thick meaty cock. He was everything I wanted. In the cabin I knelt down and sucked his cock until he said, “stand up boy – tell me what you want”. I replied I wanted him inside me “I’ve got condoms if you want them”. He smiled a cheeky grin and said “is that really what you want – this mighty cock in rubber inside you?”. I looked nervously back and he said “come on have a sniff of daddy’s musk and poppers”. I did so inhaling all the strong scents then said “daddy, I’m just a piece of meat for you to use; I wanna get dumb and feel you raw inside me”. He asked “do you want me to get you pregnant?” …

Since @TaKinGDeePanalmentioned me, I'll jump in here. My husband and I have been together for 33 years (and married legally when it became legal in NY in 2012). We have had, since our second date a sexually open relationship - both of us had lost our first partners in our 20s, his to testicular cancer, mine to AIDS. We are currently 59 (me) and 63 (him) years old. We met as him 100% top and me 90% top, Me = HIV positive since before 1985, him still HIV negative 33 years later. When neither of us is performing he works nights and I work days - meaning for the vast majority of these 33 years except when we were performing in a show TOGETHER, I was alone on Friday and Saturday nights. Frankly, he was happy for me to go out to a sex party or sex venue and play around rather than sit home doing nothing or go to a bar where any guy I chatted with was likely looking for more than a one-night hookup. That said, for the first 21 years of our relationship, we had sex ourselves at least 5 nights if not 6 nights a week. And with him, sex wasn't just sex, it was if you'll pardon the mawkishness making love along with sexual release. Very different from just sex with a buddy. Yes, many nights it was fairly quick and mostly oral, but we still connected on a sexual level and enjoyed it thoroughly even while both of us enjoyed extra-curricular activities both together and alone. Unfortunately, Rheumatoid Arthritis runs in his family and it hit him early, by the 21st year of our relationship, sex began being painful for him, a few years on it stopped pretty much completely as even receiving a blow job from me caused too much pain, and he was no longer getting hard (which mortified him) and he just turned off sexually, in the intervening 10 years we have had sex a total of 3 times. At first I was devastated, my libido still in overdrive (as he always says), but also the romantic sexual connection between us was something extremely special that doesn't happen in other sex and I really really missed - and still miss - it. Of course, that led to guilt on his part, and hurt. loss and admittedly a bit of anger on my part. But I'm not a monster, I can see he was in so much pain, and much as it hurt me to do so, I had to start kind of numbing myself to the fact that there was a naked man beside me in bed every night whom I dearly loved and still found sexy, AND I COULD NOT TOUCH OR SUCK OR PLAY WITH HIM AT ALL. It's still somewhat of a challenge - and he is frankly quite grateful that we set up our relationship the way we did so that I can still enjoy the sexual experiences I've always enjoyed (me having always been much more adventurous and kinky than him and getting into scenes he wasn't into when I play own my own) and continue to have a sex life even though his he feels is quite done. I will always maintain hope that some day some time... but realistically its not likely to happen. Why do we stay together? Because much as I'm a sex freak, that's not ALL there is to a relationship, especially not one that's lasted this long - one based not only on sexual attraction, but mutual interests, mutual goals, healthy intelligent conversation (even after 33 years), mutual love and respect, and the fact that he's also my best friend. Although this isn't the way I'd prefer our life to be, neither of us will ditch all we have because one of us is still a horny bastard and the other has lost interest in ALL sex, not just in his husband. Does that help @badjujuboy? Feel free to IM if you want specifics on how our open sexual relationship works and how we keep from getting jealous...

The Private Party So I was on that barebacking site, you know which one. I just happened to look at the Private Parties section. Usually these are organized by a bottom guy who is looking for tops and doesn't really want any other bottoms there. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find a party where not only was the organizer a versatile top, most of the other people signed up to attend were or were tops or versatile. And it wasn't just a couple of attendees, there were already 8 people signed up. I started to look at the profiles of the organizer and the other attendees. Very hot. I could already feel my little cock start to tingle in anticipation. I've always had a fantasy about showing up at a party like this and when I get there being locked into a chastity device and then into the kind of bondage spreader bar which leaves a guy ass up and helpless to prevent anyone from using him as they see fit. I messaged the host for an invitation and asked him if it was OK if I was locked in a chastity cage and a spreader bar, He messaged me back saying I was invited and that would be great. I went to the toy/lingere store near where I live that carries a fairly large assortment of bondage toys. I picked out a spreader bar that looked sturdy. The lady at the counter gave me a wink and a smirk as I paid. So now I'm getting ready for the party. Taking a shower, shaving myself in all the right places. Applying good smelling lotion. Thoroughly cleaning myself out with many enema bottles. Lubing up my hole and sliding a large plug in. Putting on my cage and locking it securely in place. Putting on a jock so my ass will be exposed and ready. When I get there the host greets me at the door and recognizes me since I am carrying a spreader bar. When I am inside I strip down and remove the plus. He takes my clothes and the plug, putting them in a bag for safe keeping. tells me I can go set up in a corner and he'll have someone help me get locked up. He motions over a guy dressed in leather gear and asks him if he'd give me a hand. He says he would love to. We go over in the corner and I get down on all fours and he fastens my arms and legs to the spreader bar. I am now ass up and totally helpless to stop anyone from having free access to my hole. Other guys are milling around, a few are making out and I hear the moans and groans of others as they are sucking each other off or fucking. The guy admires his handiwork and gives my ass a smack. Other people seem to notice and soon a group forms. The leather guy starts to slide his hard, thick dick up and down my crack until the tip catches my hole, then he slides it in making me groan out in pleasure. He starts a slow in-out motion and his dick is long enough it is hitting my prostate and soon it is making my little cock confined in its cage drool pre cum. Someone notices and says "Look at that sissy clit drip!" while he reaches down and wipes some up with his finger and then puts it to my mouth making me taste my own seed. After a while the leather guy fucking me starts to pick up his pace, his low hanging balls which had been slapping my taint pulling up tight to his body and I know I'm about to take his load. As I feel his cock throb and his cum blasting deep inside me he bends down to my ear and says "did the host tell you that this isn't just a bareback party, it is a conversion party?" I cry out "No!", but I should have known because so many of the attendees had status "Ask me". He rests for a second and says "Well, now you know, and there was your first poz load". He barely has a chance to pull out before another guy starts sliding his big dick into my now well used hole. One by one guys pound my ass and fill it with their hot loads, many of them telling me things like that they had stopped their meds weeks ago in anticipation of this party. I can feel lube and cum dribbling out of my ass and down my leg every time one of them pulls out. I lose track of how many loads I take, but it has to be close to a dozen. Eventually I hear the host tell me the party will be ending soon and it is his turn. I feel his dick slide into my now stretched out hole, but he has to be one of the biggest I've ever taken because it still stretches me out more. He pounds me long and hard and then groans out as he cums, telling me he had been waiting to seed me all night and that his VL was very high so it was the guarantee that I'd be knocked up for sure. He and the leather guy then release me from the spreader bar and I am handed the bag with my clothes in it. I dress, my little cock still trapped in its cage and then drive home. When I get there I unlock my cage and as I'm pulling my little cock I get an email from the host inviting me to next month's party. I can't wait.

I like to be blindfolded on a fuckbench or bent over. I've found that sometimes a top will pass by when I'm like that as they are intimidated by an all-loads-taken bottom. That same top may see me later and finger my hole and fuck me. So, I make it a point to not ONLY be that anonymous bottom. I know what I need, but sometimes, the top needs a different setting or to feel like he is, specifically, desired and not just one of the many. I aim to please, so I adapt. As a top, I will walk right up to that hole and eat it. If I taste cum, my cock gets rock hard and I will add mine to the mix, then eat it some more. A cummy hole is a magnet for me and brings out my breeding tendencies. <oink>

Chapter 17 He opened his eyes and looked up and noticed the tattoo on his groin. He suddenly realized what the Bio-Hazzard guy meant when he said he was knocking him up, He was horrified thinking that he was now full of the guy’s POZ seed. He heard another voice that he didn’t recognize behind him and say “ Let me help you with that, you sure put on a great show for us mate “ . The guys accent was unmistakable, he had an Australian accent. He put two fingers in the Married guy and after he found his cock, he started milking it Like a cows udder. It felt great. The Guy said " I have seen cocks shrivel up with Meth, but you must have a lot in you, you’re really small. No worries, we can take care of you “. The Milking action was great and the Married guy knew he wouldn’t last long. The Azzie Put three and then added a forth finger stretching the Married Guy’s new cunt even more. He was having problems concentration on sucking the cock in his mouth. The Azzie said “ You’re about to blow, I am going to make both ends cum at the same time “. The Married guy wasn’t sure what he meant. A minute later the Married guy felt something he never did before. His ass was tightening and releasing on it’s own and he couldn’t tell whether he was shitting or what was going on. His cock stared to throb with an intensity he had never felt. The Guy said “ Man, you really have a lot of muscle in this ass “. The Cum in his ass-cunt was squirting out and at the same time his cock was shooting cum, not strong or a lot but with every milking Action some was coming out. The feelings were unbelievably strong and intense. He had never felt a climax like this one, Both ends were coming. Unlike his past experiences the feelings were not subsiding, but these were increasing, getting stronger. He had to pull back from the cock in his mouth to be able to get enough air in, His heart was pounding, and he was panting like a dog, or in this case, a true bitch in heat. He wanted to pull away from the guy bringing these touches feelings but something inside him wanted more. His cock was still producing something liquid but was getting really tender so he pulled away. The guy that was working his bottom half said “ Hold him. He still has more “. The Bio-Hazzard guy put his hands and arms on him and held him in place so that he was forced to endure more pleasure. The Married guy’s ass was on fire and wanted more. His ass was farting cum like crazy, his cock was still dripping out some liquid but the amount was decreasing to only a drop once in a while. The guy behind him pulled his fingers out almost all the way, the married guy thought it was over. But then jammed them back in, splitting the hole open more and he immediately pressed down on the Married guys prostate causing the married guy to howl like an animal. He pulled down once more on the tiny cock of the Married guy and a coupe more drops came out. Satisfied that e had gotten everything the Married guy had to offer he let go of his cock and then twisted his fingers and yanked them out, This pulled out the Marred guy’s rosebud, just as he wanted. The Marred guy yelped and them slumped down, exhausted from the whole-body climax. The guy whispered in the Married guy’s ear “ Now you know what getting your bell rung in a climax. Next time I see you I plan on fisting you deep “. He tapped the Married guy’s hole and that sent electric shocks thru his body from the ass up. Apparently the drugs were not completely done with him yet. The guy saw this reaction and told the Married guy “ Yeah, your still hot for more, you need to walk up the path and see what else you can get into, or into you”. The guy that was in front holding him in place let loose of him and pushed his cock onto the lips of the Married guy. He said you need to clean this off more. For the first time he opened he eyes. He blinked a couple times to get his eyes to adjust and at the same time he took the cock into his mouth. He licked the PA to get it clean before going deep with his cock. He looked at the groin of the guy and saw the fresh Bo-Hazzard tattoo. He suddenly realized what that meant and what he was saying when he shot in him. He knew that he might be knocked up with this guy’s POZ babies. The married guy wasn’t cleaning the cock very well at this point. He was horrified at what just happened. Tears were welling up in his eyes until he felt a tongue licking his ass. Whoever it was knew what they were doing, He spread his tender cheeks and licked and sucked the Tender rosebud. The Married guy immediately forgot about the POZ loads in his ass and the drugs once again took over and his heat returned. He couldn’t believe what was going on. Other times after he came, he was done, but not tonight. The Bio-Hazzard guy got up and left. About the same time the guy that was eating his cunt stopped. He said “ If you get more cum in there I will suck it out of you “. The Married guy hadn’t thought about taking anymore cock up his ass. Let alone cum, but, the feeling of this guys mouth sucking his ass made him want more.

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Echoing @versmetropig. My relationship is in its 23rd year. We have been sexually open after the first couple of months. Between us our sex life is largely affection more than getting off. More than getting off though; is sharing a life with another human. We've become a family. Aging has introduced challenges to each of us.

Not saying you (or anyone else) should stick with a relationship if you (or he) doesn't want to. I'm just saying that a relationship can be built on things other than sex, and that it can be preferable to be partnered with no remaining sexual interest (and getting whatever sex one wants elsewhere) rather than being single. Maybe not in your case, and that's fine.

The boxer briefs hanging from one of his legs, aggressively pulled on and stretched out by the top’s fingers. Leading higher to the handprints still bright and angry red across his perfectly round cheeks. He lies there almost calmly, his youth evident in the way he took the abuse. Nothing can hurt him. In a couple of days he’ll be fine. In a couple of days he’ll be as good as new and he will invite someone else to fill him, feel the roundness of his cheeks as they bounce hungrily up and down the girthy monster. And the boy loves to play with girthy monsters, loves to feel them stretch out his insides, pull on his guts and penetrate deep and hard. The hole between the cheeks is tender, leaking. Before the top left, he held it tight and clenched, to please his top. He wanted to show appreciation, and to show him what a submissive and breedable slut he was, how much he loved the cum that the top had given him. And he did love it. It was all he had hoped for, all he wanted was to have a man’s cum inside him at the moment of breeding. But now that the top had left, he slowly relaxed his hole, still hurting from the beating it took, until the copious cum started leaking out of it, in slow, gentle trickles. Down his smooth taint towards his clean shaven small balls and his own leaking cock. He could barely move his arm around to feel his crack, slippery and smooth with all that tasty seed. The top dressed and left him like this, in a daze, the condom still inside the half opened wrapper. It was him who chose to take the top bareback. It was inside him that the fire took over, his heart beating too hard to bear as his top undressed. He still saw the flashbacks of the biohazard tattoo on the tops lower belly, the area that made him the most horny. And the top was hot, which didn’t hurt one bit. His body was fit, his abs hard and glistening after the heavy petting, the hard muscular V leading to his crotch covered in short loose hair. And the mark that lay underneath the hair. It fascinated the boy ever since he first saw it a year ago. He was eighteen then and he found out about poz guys and how hot they were and how much he wanted to have one between his legs. This played out almost the same as his fantasy, except in his fantasy he was always taken, fucked roughly *against* his will, his brows furrowed and sweaty as he struggled to take the cock that pushed against his almost virgin hole. This was almost the same. After he saw the tattoo he went on his hands and knees, head down ass up. He wanted to be as slutty as possible. When the top breached him his brows did furrow, his body did sweat and he did moan in pain and in pleasure. But nothing was against his will. He wanted that cock. He needed it in him. He needed it to finish in him, cum inside his sweet, innocent hole and paint his guts white. He wanted to feel it shoot in his belly, like a girl might hope when she gets with someone whose kids she dreams of carrying. He needed this top, he needed to satisfy this guy, who suddenly seemed so much hotter than even the nudes he sent the boy before they met. It did get closer to his fantasy, as his top proved to be aggressive when the opportunity presented itself. He drove hard and push the boy even harder into the bed until he was crushed under the muscular weight. He powered his cock in and out of the stretched out and abused hole, feeling the boy clench and unclench in an obvious attempt to milk the burning hot poz cum out of his balls. Some time later, in a daze, the boy felt the top push the deepest he could go, driving the breath out of him, felt him breach even that second hole deep inside him and pulse. He just kept his cock buried as deep as it could be, his crotch kissing the boy’s hole, which after this could never even be mistaken for virgin, his thick shaft pulsing even thicker, and his heartbeat pushed the sizzling hot cum deep into the boy’s belly. But it wasn’t until later that the top left him sprawled out like this, fucked silly and unable to move. No. The top now went into the bathroom to clean up, and the boy, not knowing when he should cut his loses followed. As the top washed his face and his hands and his cock, the boy planted kisses on the broad muscle of his back, he traced the thick glutes with his fingers and he reached with one hand to the top’s front, where he didn’t yet take the cock. Instead, he looked in the mirror as his fingers lightly grazed the tattoo, the object of his fascination. Neither said a word about it, they didn’t have to. But it was evident what the boy needed. He then lowered his hand and his fingers reached the skin of the cock. It was big and heavy in his hand, hefty as he weighed it. But it wasn’t in his hand for long, as it quickly hardened, and his top turned around and picked him up only to prop him up on the sink, his left spreading wide instinctively. The top lined his cock up with his hole and sank right in again, their bodies revealed now in the stark light of the bathroom, the tattoo burning red, dangerous. After that, the top went back to the bed to get dressed. If it was to entice the boy one more time or for some other reason, he did not know, but he began by pulling his shirt on first, his semi-hard cock still hanging low and thick. The boy couldn’t resist, of course, and cupped it into overflowing into the cup of his palm. He went down on his knees and took it down his throat until it hardened there again, and then he turned around and climbed on the bed, and presented himself on his hands and knees to the man who filled him with two loads of his poz cum already. The top once again forced him on his belly, now full of two loads, and pounded into him from above. When the top left, he just left him like this, the boy unable to move or say anything. His cock was crushed under him, still semi hard, even after a torrent of precum and even cum was driven out of it, bubbling out of the glistening head as the top forced him to cum by battering the spot inside his hole. He never even touched himself, he was too busy holding on to the sheets and the bed frame, too busy maintaining balance so that his top's forceful shoves didn’t cause his head to hit the headboard. Too busy pushing himself harder onto the cock that was already giving him the roughest fucking he has ever experienced. His hole will forever twitch at the thoughts and flashbacks to this moment: the boxer briefs still handing on one of his thighs, the half-opened condom, his cock excruciatingly hard, raw from rubbing against the sheets and bubbling, the three loads deep inside his belly, forced into his bare, unprotected hole, the red handprints on his otherwise smooth and round cheeks.

I was at The Zone in LA, walking the dark hallways looking for a guy that would top me. After making my first sweep around the club, I decided it was time to take off my shirt and see what comes my way. I was making my second walk through the club when I saw this hot guy walking in my direction. I gave him a look and a smile that told him I was interested, he too had a devilish grin on his face. As we were about to walk past each other, he grabbed my arm at the bicep and leaned in and whispered. "I want to rape you." I stopped dead in my track and instantly got hard. I never thought those words would get me so aroused. I'm not into that type of scene or role play at all, and I don't think he particularly meant it in that serious way. I think we both understood that he meant he wanted to fuck me good and hard and that's exactly what I wanted. I immediately turned to him and he could tell I was wide eyes and ready. His grasp went from my upper arm down to my hand and led the way to a private cubicle. He open the door and we both entered. As soon as he locked it, he forced me to turn around and dropped my shorts. He ate my ass for a few moments getting it nice and wet. Then I could hear his belt come undone and I new in seconds I was going to feel him inside me. But he grabbed me again a turned me around to face him. He forced me to my knees and stuffed his cock in my mouth, I started to give him head. He swelled in my mouth and that got me even more aroused. As soon as he was hard enough he began to face fuck my throat. I grabbed his butt cheeks and squeeze his firm ass while he continued to thrust into my face. My gag reflex started to kick in and I stood up for a minute, for a break. He immediately turned me around and bent me forward. Again, his wet tongue drove deep into my hole. This time when he stopped, I thought to myself, fuck ya, fuck me now and its like he read my mind. I felt him insert his cock in my hole. He slowly pushed it inside me. I took a deep breath and sniffed some poppers. The aroma hit me fast and hard, my hole opened up for him and I felt like I was in ecstasy. He proceeded to drive deeper and as soon as he was balls deep, I let out a moan and he knew that was his que. He knew at that moment my hole was ready for whatever abuse he wanted to give it. My moans only heightened our lust. He grasped my hip with both of his hands and began to thrust my hole fast and hard. Like rabbits we fucked, I moaned and he grunted, it was primal. I can tell guys were outside our darkroom trying to see if there were peep holes. We were not quite and thats how I prefer it. Let the world know that I'm getting fucked and enjoying every second of it. He slowed his paced, but continued to fuck me deep. I could feel the precum oozing from my foreskin, dangling its way down onto the floor. His sweat drip onto my lower back and I verbalize "Fuck yeah, keep going." This was exactly the kind of fuck I was looking for and I didn't want it to stop. I don't know how long he continued to fuck me. It felt like an eternity, an eternity filled with bliss. But all good things must come to an end. His rhythm started to pick up again and I could hear his breathing pick up too. He was getting close and I wanted every last drop inside of me. His breathing turned into moans, which quickly turned into grunts. He was getting louder and I knew he was only second away. My cock already in hand stroking myself. He continued to pound my ass and then let out a loud grunt that told me he was climaxing. I felt his fluids release inside of me and his body spasm against mine. He leaned forward onto my back, I knew he was done and in that moment I shot my load. And thats the end of one of my fond memory. Guys, I'm sorry for the long post, but when answering this topic, this memory came flooding back and I had to share it with you all.

I met up with my friend this past week. Due to our schedules we had a hard time finding time we were both available to meet for an extended amount of private time. We were finally able to meet at a local restaurant, it was great. All I can say was I was so happy to see him it was like being on a date. We caught up as usual but there was no talk about his status or anything like that just normal conversation. Before we left we went to the bathroom just to take a quick leak before the 40 minute drive back to my hotel. We stood side by side pissing at the two urinals in the bathroom. He looked over at my cock while I was pissing and noticed I was wearing panties under my jeans. He asked if I had worn them for him and I said of course. He then leaned over and gave me the most passionate kiss I can remember ever getting from someone, it was a bit shocking being that we were in a public men's room even thought nobody else was in there with us. We decided to meet up at my room since we both had our own cars. I was so horny driving back I almost couldn't drive. I planned on dressing up for him but he showed up within minutes of me. We got in the room and were making out and taking off each others clothes like a we hadn't gotten laid in years, for me it had been almost like that. We got on the bed and I started sucking his cock, not long after I started he turned me around and started eating my ass. He is great at this, he used to be able to make me cum just from doing this to me. I was really enjoying the feeling it had been so long, it wasn't long and I was moaning and loving it, at that point he made his move and got up and shoved his cock in me balls deep with one thrust. I was shocked and even though he loosened me up nicely it was still a shock because I am rather tight from sexual inactivity and he didn't use any lube other than his spit. It hurt a bit at first but it wasn't long before I was pushing back on him as hard as he was pushing into me. It didn't take long and he grunted and started shooting a big load in me. We hadn't discussed condoms or if he was on meds or anything, it all just happened that fast. it was a big load he said he had been saving for me. We laid there for a bit then caught our breath and he bred me twice more that night. He left in the morning and said he would give ma a call in a couple weeks. I just laid in bed most of that next day with all his cum still inside me and thinking of the possibilities of our actions and if anything more would come of it. Well that was five days ago and I guess he will be getting contact with me in another week or so. I guess I will just wait and see how everything plays out from here..

Took a nice load at the abs from a bud who actually gave me my first load 16 years ago. He use to orgasm like 3 times easy but now it’s just once. Thing is he still shoots cum multiple times, he just doesn’t fully orgasm. Sorta like edging lol. Andy way he pounded me for a good 20-25 min before he took a took a break. Mainly because we fucking out in the open and some old dude was trying to get in on the action and didn’t understand the word no. So I asked did you cum? He said no but I still felled you and that he did. Cum was dripping down my leg as some other dude started stroking my cock and lifted his shirt and asked me to blow my load on his chest. I gladly obliged. I was still in bottom mode so I made one more tour sound all the different rooms and theaters. Went into a room that showed straight porn and some guy stroking his cock. I dropped my pants and started stroking and he came over and started feeling my ass while he was watching one of the tvs with a girl taking a dick up her ass. I bent over a couch and this guy started jerkin faster and started playing with my hole. With that the guy in the porn vid starts unloading in the girl and this guy says he’s gonna cum. I said quickly cum in my ass just like the vid and he strokes really hard and just jams it in my hole (I had to shut around quick to take it in, his aim was off lol) and he just instantly unloads in my hole and leaves. I reached back and it was one of those thick creamy loads so I pushed it back in, licked my fingers and just pulled up my underwear and pants and went to the bathroom. I was going to clean up a bit but said nah I’m gonna enjoy this one so I just washed my hands and let that load spill out into my clothes for the walk and car ride home. Good stuff

“I’m poz”…after cumming in me.

There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

“Recognize these?” My wife’s voice was cold as ice as I saw what was spread on the bed in the hotel room. There lay my leather gear, my gay pride jewelry, two dildos, and many photographs of gay sex. I looked at my wife, her face ablaze with fury, tears in her eyes. She picked up my leather biker cap and harness. “Put them on,” she ordered. *** I have always known I was gay or at least bi, although I had never had sex with a man. When I was younger I had trouble having orgasms during sex with women until I started to fantasize that I was the one being fucked. I told myself it was normal for straight men to have homoerotic fantasies or to enjoy variety. My deep denial made it possible for me to marry and have two kids, while my man-lust remained buried. But that didn’t make for a great sex life, and I began to play out my gay fantasies in private by buying gay porno magazines and videos. Over time my sexual fantasies about men got darker: leather scenes, mild (and sometimes not-so-mild) S&M, and older, hairy bear-types. I’m of average height and slender, and I was always the bottom. And my fantasies were always about being fucked bareback, even getting pozzed. I remember when I found an isolated adult bookstore a few miles from my home and bought a studded leather dog collar and a dildo. The first time I wore the collar and worked the well-lubed dildo into my virgin ass in front of the bathroom mirror was a moment of revelation for me, the greatest sexual high I had ever experienced. I had put on one of my wife’s pretty watches and two of her rings for the occasion. I knew what I was: an effeminate butt-boy, longing for a rough, hairy stud to teach me my place. When I shot my load, great gobs of jism spurted all over the bathroom. I scooped it up and tasted it, loving every warm, salty drop. Once I started, there was no turning back. I wanted more. I purchased other fetish gear on-line – a biker cap, black work boots, a studded cock ring, sexy tight leather shorts with a snap away strip over my ass and crotch, and a harness. I bought the same kind of watch my wife wears, with a thin, black leather band and round white face – unmistakably feminine. Then came a rainbow bracelet and ring, and a male symbol ring. Because my wife worked in the city and I often worked out of the house, I had lots of time alone at home for my fantasy fetish session. I figured out how to make a “man” from couch cushions and other household items. I would spread a sheet on the floor, grease the dildo, and pleasure myself in every position I saw in the videos. It’s clear now that as time passed I started to get a little careless about where I hid my toys and my photos. The kids had gone off to college, so there were fewer curious eyes to worry about. Usually I put the stuff away in the attic and covered the box with other bins and boxes. But as I found more times for elaborate jerk-off sessions, I relaxed my precautions about concealment. I downloaded pictures from internet sites and forgot to erase them. Once I left a gay video open on my computer screen for a couple of days. Probably I should have suspected something when my wife’s demeanor changed. She became cooler and started to avoid sex. That part didn’t bother me much because my overheated leather sessions kept me well-satisfied. I noticed sometimes that my box with my leather gear seemed to be in a slightly different position, but told myself my memory was at fault. Then one day, out of the blue, my wife began to act very friendly again and suggested a weekend at a hotel in the city to rekindle our fires. Still loving her and wanting to keep her happy, I promptly agreed. We would meet after work on a Friday when I knew I had to be in the city all day. She told me she would pack everything and meet me in the hotel room. *** My wife was waiting for me when I arrived. She had changed into a skimpy black negligee. I found her pale, smooth skin alluring and moved to embrace her. “Wait,” she said. “I have something special to show you. Go into the bathroom and take off all your clothes. Wait until I call you.” I did as she instructed. A few minutes later she said, “OK, come out here.” Her tone had changed; I noticed a harsh edge to her voice that took me by surprise. Opening the bathroom door, I received the shock of my life when I looked at the bed. My wife stood with her arms crossed, her eyes ablaze. Confronted by the evidence of my homosexual fantasy life, I gulped and felt my face redden in shame. As I started to mumble a lame explanation, she silenced me with the order to don my gear. Maybe if I had not been caught off guard, I would have refused or simply put on my clothes and left. Instead I obeyed, as my wife offered nasty comments. “I see you know just where everything goes. You must have had a lot of practice. No wonder you don’t have the energy for NORMAL sex,” she sneered. She picked up my biker cap and held it. “Don’t forget the cap – it wouldn’t look MACHO without the cap.” The icy contempt in her voice cut through me like a dagger. As I pulled on my gear, I felt my cock stiffen involuntarily. I turned to hide it from my wife. But as soon as I was done, she walked over to me and reached for the snaps for the crotch cover in my tight leather shorts. The flap covering my cock, my balls and my butthole came off in her hand, and my five-inch dick stood up, hard as a rock. My balls felt swollen already. She grabbed my right wrist, on which I wore my pretty woman’s watch. “Just like mine, huh?” she asked. “Except on you it makes you look like a girlie-man. That’s what you are, isn’t it?” “Honey, OK, these are just fantasy objects. They don’t mean any...” “SHUT THE FUCK UP,” she screamed, in a voice louder than she had ever used in an argument.“Do you have any idea how HUMILIATING this is to ME? To know you go prancing around like some LEATHER FAGGOT?” Tears now streamed from her eyes. I hung my head in shame. “NOW PLAY WITH YOURSELF,” she shouted between sobs. When I hesitated, she demanded, “I SAID DO IT. YOU KNOW YOU LIKE IT.” I was afraid someone would call the front desk or something. Embarrassed as I was to be standing there with my wife, it would be much worse to be seen this way by a stranger. “OK, dear,” I replied. “Just lower your voice. I’ll do what you say.” I began to pump my stiff cock, which swelled even more. There was something incredibly exciting to be doing that in front of her. Then my wife snapped the leather cock ring tight around the base of my dick and balls. With the increase in pressure, I felt precum start to ooze profusely from the tip of my prick. Again she gave an order: “TASTE IT.” By now my will to resist her demands had collapsed. I ran my index finger over the tip of my dick, collecting the slick prick juice, and licked it off. “I bet that’s not the first time you’ve tasted your own cum, right?” I nodded, avoiding her gaze. “And you like how it tastes, don’t you?” I nodded again. “YOU’RE DISGUSTING! I FEEL SICK, JUST LOOKING AT YOU. I’M PHYSICALLY SICK.” She was breathing hard, her cheeks flush with anger. “How many other men’s cum have you tasted?” “None. Honey, believe me, I’ve never had sex with anyone but you since we’ve been married. You have to believe me...” “Really?” she asked, more a statement than a question. “Then it’s time we proved that you really are a queer.” With that she walked over to the door connecting our room to the next one. I saw that the door on the other side was already open. And then it hit me: we were not alone. *** “Come in here, Eric,” my wife said. “I want you to meet my husband.” In walked a big, burly, leather-clad hunk of a man. If I had to conjure up my fantasy leather daddy, he’d look a lot like this heavy-set stud who stood before me. He was a good four inches taller than me and weighed at least 250 pounds. (I’m only about 150 pounds myself.) Beneath his leather cap his hair was close-cropped; he gazed at me with commanding blue-grey eyes; his thick beard was streaked with grey. He wore a studded leather harness tight across his furry chest and his big beer gut, and leather bands around his thick biceps. His huge thighs were encased in tight black chaps. His cock, long and heavy and already swelling, hung open between his legs. He, too, wore a cock ring. Eric walked across the room and extended his hand. I shook it and he continued to hold it as our eyes met. “A pleasure, boy, a pleasure,” he said. “I’ve been looking forward to this ever since your wife told me about you.” My mouth was dry. His grip sent a bolt of sexual electricity through me. This man could do anything he wants to me, I thought. I just nodded. Eric reached out with his other arm and pulled me into an embrace. I felt our cocks rub together, both stiffening. Nothing had ever felt more wonderful, more natural, than being in this man’s powerful arms, feeling his big belly press against my slender waist. I sighed aloud. At first my arms hung by my side but then, as though they had a will of their own, my hands began to run up his thighs, across his hairy ass cheeks and around his back. Eric’s hands found my little butt and squeezed. I felt his bristly beard rub against my close-trimmed one and then his lips brushed my neck. His hot breath there cause me to sigh in pleasure. Without thinking about it, I started to rub his back and arms, savoring his strength. From the corner of my eye, I caught my wife’s hate-filled glare. “KISS HIM!” she ordered. I turned my face toward Eric’s and his lips brushed mine, once, twice, then our mouths locked together. He grabbed my dog collar so I could not retreat – not that I wanted to. I parted my lips and his tongue thrust between my teeth and explored my tongue. He tasted raunchy, traces of cigarettes and beer. I loved it. “God, I HATE FAGGOTS,” my wife raged. “FUCKING QUEERS. That’s so UNNATURAL.” She told Eric to sit on the chair by the desk. Then she turned to me. “Get on your knees in front of him.” I did as I was told. “Now suck his dick.” I took it in my hand but hesitated. Eric’s dick was much bigger than my dildo. I was afraid I’d gag on it. My wife, though, would brook no resistance. “You know you want it, girlie-man. SUCK IT!” I looked up at Eric. He smiled at me. “Better do as the lady says, boy, or I’ll have to get rough with you.” I brought my lips to the mushroom-shaped head of his dick. It was smooth and glistened with his precum. I swirled my tongue around the tip. The first taste of his salty man-cream sent a shiver down my spine. This is what I’ve always wanted, I thought, and I’m finally doing it. I opened my mouth and slowly drew as much of Eric’s meat in as I could. I felt his body tense and a deep grunt escaped his throat. His pleasure thrilled me. I began to move my head up and down, sometimes pulling off him to swirl my tongue around the outside. Then I lapped his balls as I pumped his shaft. “You’re a natural cocksucker, boy,” Eric gasped. His words filled me with a new kind of joy, the joy a gay man feels when he discovers he can please his partner sexually. As I drew Eric’s dick back within my mouth, I heard a clicking sound. I realized my wife had our camera and she was taking pictures as I went down on Eric. I stopped sucking his dick and looked at her. “What are you doing?” I asked in disbelief. “You HUMILIATED me, you bastard,” she cried. She was visibly trembling with anger. “And now I’m going to get even with you. EVERYONE’S GOING TO SEE THESE!” Eric broke the tension. “Don’t worry about it, boy. We both know that you’re through with women. What do you care what she does with her fuckin’ pictures?” And I knew at once that he was right. I was enjoying man sex far too much to ever go back. *** “Lie down on the bed, boy,” Eric instructed me. I did as I was told. He straddled my chest and his bulk trapped me as his stiff cock waved in front of my eyes. I could not have moved him off me if I had tried. I realized that this is what it means to be dominated. “Open wide,” Eric demanded in his firm, quiet voice. “I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” I parted my lips as I was told and was rewarded with thick, hot manmeat. Eric thrust in and out of my mouth, and I gagged. “Please, not so hard, I can’t,” I whined. He laughed and shoved it right back in. I grasped his thighs and thrilled at the sensation of the leather. My wife leaned over, still taking pictures and still making nasty comments. “I hope he CHOKES you with his dick, you queen. YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A FUCKING COCKSUCKER! THAT’S RIGHT, YOU MISERABLE HOMO FAGGOT!” Her words turned me on even more. I sucked with new enthusiasm and the instinct to gag subsided. Eric went deeper in my throat and my dick got even harder. Abruptly he stopped. Eager to swallow his load, I was disappointed. He swung around and presented his ass to me. It was huge and hairy as I ran my hands across it. “Taste my ass, boy, get your tongue in my shitter.” With that he pressed his crack against my nose. All I could see, all I could feel, were his vast, hairy cheeks. I smelled the funky aroma of sweat and butt juice. With my tongue I explored around his butthole. Soon it was slick with my saliva. Then, tentatively, hesitantly, I probed his anus with my tongue and worked it inside. I was rewarded with a loud moan. “That’s it, boy, get that tongue in deep. Yeah, let me feel it.” Eric’s words sounded far away. My wife leaned over me. “God, that’s GROSS,” she cried. “I’ve never seen anything so FILTHY in all my life. ALL YOU FAGS SHOULD BE ARRESTED FOR THE THINGS YOU DO! YOU’RE PERVERTED! SICK!” Eric had been holding my cock and pumping it gently. Now he brought it into his mouth and swallowed it to the base. I felt his lips brush my crotch hair as he deep-throated me. I thought I would die from ecstasy. My wife always hated sucking me and would stop after the first dribble of precum. As Eric pleasured me, I responded in kind. My tongue thrashed about, in and out of Eric’s shithole, lapping as if my life depended on it. *** “I want you to fuck him, the little shit,” my wife said sharply to Eric. “That was our deal. You promised you’d fuck him without a rubber.” Eric withdrew, leaving me breathing hard, prostrate on my back. I could scarcely believe what had been happening – and what was about to happen next. Eric went into the other room and came back with some lube. My wife glared at me; I said nothing to her. Returning to our bed, Eric told me to pull my knees to my chest. He then began to lap around my ass, wetting my curly butt fuzz, and followed by probing my butthole with his tongue. The sensation left me writhing and moaning. So this was what it feels to be on the receiving end of a rim job! I thought, I could get used to this in a hurry. Then Eric squeezed some lube on my crack and started to work it in past my sphincter with one of his thick fingers. The whole universe seemed concentrated at one point, my cherry anus, as he worked that digit in and out. I felt a moment of pain as he pressed a second finger into my unyielding hole and I willed myself to relax. “Breathe, boy,” Eric coaxed tenderly. I appreciated the care he gave me. When both fingers were in, I felt my muscles relax. He started a gentle scissoring motion to stretch me. I felt my balls swelling even more. “Tell him what you want, FAGGOT,” my wife sneered. "Say it with a lisp." “Please, Eric,” I murmured, “I want your big cock inside me. I need it. Please – give me what I need.” With that, Eric withdrew his fingers. He pumped his cock a couple of times, making sure it was rock hard. Still on his knees, he moved between my legs and shifted my legs onto his broad shoulders. I felt the tip of his cock press against my waiting butt opening. Our eyes met and he smiled at me as he increased the pressure on my anus. I felt a burning sensation and began to push back against his cock. It felt like a baseball bat was being shoved into my rear as the burning increased. I winced from the sharp pain. But then my sphincter relaxed and the tip of his dick slid into me. Slowly, slowly he pushed deeper into my back passage. The burning subsided, replaced by the most exquisite sense of fullness and completeness I had ever experienced. Eric is fucking me, I thought. My wife is watching Eric fuck me. Oh, God! I can’t believe this is finally happening. As Eric buried himself within me, I gripped his powerful forearms. My hands seemed so dainty. I caught a glimpse of my pretty watch and my pride rings. This is what I was meant to be, a bottom for my manlover’s thick cock. A wide smile of contentment crossed my face, and I uttered girlish cries, “Ah! Mmm!” each time Eric thrust into me. My wife, her eyes wide at the sight of her husband taking another man’s cock, could not contain herself. “YOU SEE! YOU SEE! YOU LIKE THAT! You like being fucked. This is so fucking HUMILIATING! I’m married to a God-damn QUEER, a God-damn, stinking FAGGOT. YOU’RE NOT A REAL MAN – NO REAL MAN WOULD LET HIMSELF BE FUCKED!” New tears streamed down her face; her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She snapped more photos even as she screamed expletives at me. But my attention was fixed on my ass, on the amazing feelings Eric’s huge tool produced as he began to move in and out. Precum oozed from my dick, purplish and swollen more than I had ever seen it. I looked up at Eric’s face. It was contorted with lust. “Do you like my ass, sir?” I asked. “I hope my ass pleases you, sir.” He smiled down at me. “You’re a fast learner, boy. Good to see that I don’t have to teach you good manners.” He started to pick up the pace, now that my ass muscles were relaxing. I heard the soft, squishy sound a cock makes when it plunges in and out of a tight, wet hole – a cunt or an ass. The beautiful sound made by Eric’s cock and my ass. The room filled with the aroma of my back passage. Our eyes met and he leaned forward to kiss me. Our tongues met and his fucked my willing mouth. I felt the weight of his round beer gut atop me. My top likes my lithe body, I thought. I ran my hands up his hairy biceps and over his shoulders. When he broke our kiss, my hands explored his chest. I tugged on his harness and kneaded his abdomen with my slender fingers. “You are so sweet, sir,” I cooed. My wife looked ready to puke. I didn’t care. *** The surge of a rising orgasm built within my cock. It seemed to well up from some inner recess and take control of my body. “I’m going to cum, sir! I can’t help it. Please, sir, may I come?” Before Eric could answer, mancream spurted from my dick slit in little jets, flying across my chest and even reaching my beard. The volume of jism amazed me – I hadn’t produced anything like it since I was in my twenties. “I didn’t tell you something, hubby,” she snarled. “Eric is HIV positive. He’s going to infect you, you miserable bastard. How do you like that?” “I don’t care,” I gasped. “I only care about his pleasure.” By this time, my wife had had enough. I felt sorry for her at that moment, even as she let her homophobia erupt. She went into the bathroom and slammed the door hard. “Damn loud-mouthed bitch,” Eric said with a shrug. You’ll take orders from me now, not her.” “Yes, sir,” I said, meekly. He pulled out of me, leaving a void and momentary disappointment. “Turn over on your knees, faggot.” When he used that word, it didn’t bother me. In fact, it sent an erotic charge through me, as my true sexual identity was now no longer a secret. My legs felt like jelly, but I did as I was told. On all fours I faced the bathroom door. Eric moved behind me, pressed his cock against my slick, open butthole, and rammed his meat into me in one fluid motion. He went so deep so quickly that for a moment I felt that the tip would come out my throat. “OHHH, yes!!! Thank you, sir,” I gasped. “You made a mistake before, boy. You came without permission.” “I’m sorry, sir. It felt so good I couldn’t control myself.” “That’s no excuse,” he said, as he resumed his in-and-out action. My cock somehow stiffened again. “If you want to be my bottom, you better learn to follow orders. I’ll have to punish you.” With that he began to spank me, and plenty hard. “Thank you, sir,” I cried after each blow. The room echoed with the echoes of his slaps on my ass cheeks. My wife emerged from the bathroom fully clothed. Our eyes met, and I saw again on her face utter contempt and profound revulsion. And it was an incredible turn-on! Her face reddened as Eric spanked me and fucked me and I called out my gratitude and obvious ecstasy. “Oh, thank you, sir! I need a man like you to teach me how to be a good bottom.” Then, with a deliberate lisp in my voice, I added, “You’re so strong, so manly.” And that sent my wife off the deep end. “WE’RE FINISHED, GIRLIE-MAN!” she shrieked. “I HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR NEW LOVER. NO WOMAN WOULD EVER WANT TO TOUCH YOU AFTER SHE SAW THIS. IT’S SICK, IT’S REVOLTING.” With that, she opened the door into the hall and stormed out, the door slamming loudly behind her. *** Eric leaned forward and pulled two pillows under my dick. With his massive torso on my back, my arms collapsed. I turned my head to the side. He began to kiss me again over my shoulder, and I twisted to meet his tongue. His arms went under me and his thrusts quickened. He broke our kiss and gasped, “Here it comes, boy. Take my poz load! Take it like a man!” “Yes, sir. I want it, sir. I want your toxic load in my ass! Seed me!” There was one final moment of hesitation, followed by the deepest lunge yet. “AH! AH! AHHHH!” Eric roared in my ear, as hard, rapid thrusts followed, as it heavy balls slapped against my ass cheeks. I was thrilled – I had fulfilled my deepest craving, to please my manlover. And suddenly that triggered my second orgasm, very different from the first but just as pleasurable. Eric lay atop me, his enormous bulk pinning me. We continued to kiss over my shoulder, softer, more tenderly. My life had been changed forever, as we both knew. My straight life was over. From this point forward I would live my true identity, as a man who loved men.

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In college, I fell hard for the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. Marta and I knew each other from campus and had a few classes together. Even though was well out of my league, I got up the nerve to ask her out, and we went on a few dates. Evenings with Marta often led to fantastic safe sex at her dorm or mine after a night out together. We decided to move into a two-bedroom apartment in the summer when the dorms closed. Marta is in many ways smarter than me. She knows what she wants, and she goes after it. It’s one of her sexy traits, in addition to her tight toned body and beautiful long dark hair. Marta made it clear to me that moving in together wouldn’t mean we were exclusive. She had a few other guys she saw from time to time. I didn’t know much about them, or who they were, but knowing she was seeing other guys, and not on birth control, for anything other than vanilla oral, we used condoms. I think because several guys were servicing her, I only saw a sliver of what she was capable of. I bet she took a different cock six nights a week. She liked having her hair pulled, nipples yanked, ass slapped, and more. When I undressed her, she often had hickies or bite marks in amazing places, on her tits and ass. One of the other guys I did know she was seeing, Dante, was every bit a campus Alpha Male type. I saw them holding hands from time to time. Even though we rarely discussed what she did with other men, I had to ask if things were okay when one day, I discovered three times the sex marks on her body as usual. I wanted to be sure one of her boyfriends wasn’t beating up on her. She told me she liked it rough with Dante, and he’d invited a few friends over to share her with. She also told me that since it was Dante’s birthday, and a safe time in her cycle, she let them all cum inside her. My non-exclusive girlfriend let four men cum inside her. Marta watched me like a hawk for my reaction; more specifically, she wanted to see if her confession made me super hard. I must have passed the test because she threw her arms around me and kissed me, saying she knew our relationship had legs. Why hadn’t I spoken up about the risks that unprotected sex with multiple people opened us both up to? If I’m honest, it’s because the risks are precisely what turned me on. Marta saw that I was rock-hard and she had me lay down on her bed. She straddled my face and started to finger her pussy. Out leaked streams of briny cummy slime that poured into my gaping mouth. She talked dirtier than I’ve ever heard her asking how I liked my first of many creampies? I murmured approval. Marta ground her ruined cunt into my mouth and I lapped at her puffy labia. More cum poured out of her pussy, and even her asshole. I realized I was eating Dante’s loads mixed with strangers. I swallowed down as much as I could. After bringing her to orgasm, Marta climbed off and jerked me off. She asked if I liked Dante’s birthday present and I truthfully told me it turned her on. I started being rougher with Marta and she responded well. Apparently, every week or so another guy Marta was dating would have a birthday or some other kind of celebration. That led to Marta bringing multiple loads home to me in her pussy regularly. We always used condoms out of safety to me, except when it really was my birthday. That was the first time she let me cum inside her. On that day, she brought my creampie to another lover to eat out. Things went on like this until summer when we moved in together. We agreed to keep things casual, and of course, she kept regularly getting fucked her other men, often in groups, and increasingly bareback. Now that we lived together, half of the time she hooked up with another guy, which now happened every other day, it happened at our place. I’d be respectful and study at the library whenever they’d come over. This went on for a year, during which she told me I was one of the only guys using protection with her and she’d love to take my seed more often. I asked her if that meant things were getting more serious between us. She said it did, but it didn’t mean she’s stop seeing other guys or make them use protection. Nearly a year after pounding my girlfriend raw, along with some number of other guys, our apartment lease was up for renewal. The landlord made a horrendous offer that would have priced us out of the building. Marta asked if she could meet with him privately to see if they could negotiate. I agreed, and that night, asked her how it went. She’d let him fuck her, with protection, and he filled up a condom with his load before pulling out. She pointed to the latex condom knotted and resting on a saucer next to her bed. She told me that pouring it inside would be the only way for me to eat a creampie tonight. I bit through the tip of the reservoir and swallowed a small burst of our landlord’s cum. Marta spread her pussy wide for me as I drizzled that load onto and into my girlfriend’s unprotected cunt. Two years after that, Marta was regularly taking loads from more than five men, me included. We were about to graduate, and she was ready to start seriously thinking of starting a family. When she told me that she wanted to keep having bareback sex with me, I knew things were getting serious. She got every one of her boyfriends to agree that if she got knocked up, they’d take it as a sign and the responsible boyfriend would become her fiancée. I was glad I was still in the running. At the end of the day, Marta ended up marrying one of Dante’s pals, who had knocked her up. They moved in together. As she swole up, Marta still regularly visited her boyfriends, me included. We all continued to fuck her raw. It is gross if I tell you how much longer I last when she’s opened-up and dripping the seed of many men? The guys who lubed her pussy with their cum were nearly all of them strangers to me. What normally happens happened nine months later. Marta and the man who knocked her up got engaged, and he decided to give her a wedding present. He begged Marta’s boyfriends to breed her again the night before their wedding. It was the first time I met all six of them, from wildly different walks of life and ages. I was a little sad that Marta and I weren’t going to be married but also thrilled that she’d still be fuckable whenever we wanted to meet up.

Two peas in a pod .... and "tongue-braille" is my favorite way to "feel" a Hole up (but, always preceded by the requisite "sniff-test"). Some guys like poppers, but a well-prepped and well-Seeded Hole beats poppers any day (or night, for that matter ...)

I love a loaded hole. I'm also one of those tops, that if I'm feeling your hole, I want to fuck you but won't necessarily cum since I want to at least sample all of the available holes. As to the guys that just feel you up and leave, I'm of the of the opinion that there are guys at bathhouses that are just there to get material to use for their jackoff fantasies. They never fuck or get fucked, and if they make up more than about 30% of the guys in the club no one else gets fucked either.

Proud of you son.

I think it depends on the length and depth of the relationship. Two years in? Yeah, I'd say call it quits, move on, and try to find something that fits better. Ten years in? It's not necessarily just intertwined financials. It's shared pets, shared experiences, shared traditions, not to mention deep affection that goes beyond sex. Just like married straight couples sometimes stay together even if sex has waned, gay couples can do that too. The point is that gay relationships, being already somewhat transgressive, don't have to stick with the same rules as other people's. The relationship can be based on, and include or exclude, any factors the participants wish. One thing to remember is that as we age, the number of potential relationship partners may well decline just as the number of potential sexual partners declines. If the pools of both are shrinking, the chances of finding someone who's a member of both pools can be a lot tougher. So ditching someone who's otherwise a great relationship partner in hopes of finding someone else who's both a great relationship partner AND a good sexual outlet may not be the best bet some people can make.

Or ”not that you asked, but I’m poz”

I agree and disagree. Assuming the male partner is female, then OP brings up an interesting question about the man sexuality. And I honestly don't know the answer to that being a gay man that hasn't played with women since my late teens. Now what if the partner is FTM then I can see a reason for a strap on. But if we're talking man on man sex, then it doesn't make sense to me to throw on a strap on if you already have the equipment. Unless your equipment is on the smaller side, I guess I can see an argument for it. But even then, for me personally, I would never want my male partner to use a strap on. I would want him to fuck me and breed me. You just can't get that with a strap on. Dildos. Now this is a whole other story. I have a dildo and use it often. In fact my partner has used it on me many times and help me reach climax with it. BUT. and thats a big but. We don't bust out the dildo until after he has had his way with my ass and bred my ass good. Its always secondary. -Much love and cum Fellas.

I'm bi, so I would let a woman use a strap-on or a double headed toy with me at least occasionally if she had a desire to do so. With another man, hell no, I do not want to play dildos, strap-ons, double headed, or fake extensions with you. Since we are men and have the penetration equipment there is no excuse for using toys instead of a cock. I've never had this problem anywhere else I've lived or traveled, but I have made a few local guys mad for refusing to play dildos with them. We have cocks and should use them in sex, I have no interest in replacing the cock with a toy when having gay sex.

My ex wife threw me out of the house when she found out I did Tina and got fucked by men. I literally giggled in her face, she freed me to be a pig, no need to hide my using, fucking and perversity. Immediately rented a room from my dealer , got more t and the celebrated with a black tranny hooker with a 9 inch cock and a filthy weekend at a bathouse and took 18 loads in 2 days

“I’ve left you £50 on the table” as he leaves…

Hi all. Not necessarily a new member. I joined the forum many years ago and browsed some of the threads. Then I became very inactive for many years, but now I'm back. So now for my overdue introduction and sexual journey thus far. For many years I've always wanted to be a Piggy cum dump slut, especially after watching Dawson's infamous movie. I wanted to be him. I wanted guys to just use my hole and dump their loads. And over the years I've dabbled with it. As I got older, my sexual urges got stronger, but my sexual awakening happen when I first found out about CumUnion. It was a Friday night in LA. I wasn't sure how good the event would be. I remember how nervous I was waiting in line to enter the party. At this point I was in my mid 30's and I told myself. "You're a full grown adult now. You're a man, don't be shy or afraid of what you want." Prior to arriving I did drink some liquid courage to help embolden the side of me I wanted to let loose. Entering the building, I was nervous and excited at the same time. Upon paying the clerk, he said I could enter straight through the door behind him to the party. Or I can go to the door on the side to check any clothing material if I would like. All of my emotions intensified even more, but I was ready. Entering the side room, I knew what I wanted. I came here to fulfill a fantasy and I wasn't going to turn back. I came prepared. Brand new jockstrap, brand new poppers, my liquid courage was starting to kick in, my slutty ego was ready to come out. I stripped down, bagged my clothes and got my wristband. I already heard a guy make a comment while I was undressing. He wanted a piece of me and I was almost ready to give in. I just smiled back at him and walked out. Entering the party room, it was massive. The main floor was more of a dance floor with a DJ and 3 side rooms where it seemed all the playing was happening. I peeked in the first room and the scent that came out was intoxicating. You know the scent. The musky scent of sweat from men fucking, from semen dropping to the floor and poppers in the air. The room was not too big and fairly dark, but it was filled with men. Men fulfilling their most primitive desires. I was gleeful, but wasn't ready to jump into the action. I wanted to see what the other two rooms held. So I pressed on, leaving the first room and the many hands groping my body as I walked out. The second room was about the same size as the first and had a giant size bed in the center which was already fully occupied. Men were playing here too. Some were watching and touching themselves and others around them. This room did have better illumination in it, where the last only had light coming in from the doorway. Here my eyes didn’t need to adjust. I can see men on their knees servicing other men, others bent over the edge of the bed getting railed. All those involved in some sort of activity had the look of ecstasy on their face. I was almost ready to join in on the fun. Just one more room to check out before I do. The Final room was the largest and most visible, like that of a candle lit dinner, private and cozy. Except there was a sea of men here. More crowded than the last two, if that was possible. The most popular room had various pieces of sex furniture. A sling in the center and to the side a large padded bench that had a wood railing above it. One man was in the sling, letting another man fuck him with such force that I bit my lower lip in anticipation, wanting that to be me. He had other guys around him waiting their turn to penetrate him, and you can see the man in the sling enjoying every thrust. The giver finally gave one last thrust and let out a yell that followed with grunts. My hole was quenching and I could feel the precum escaping into my foreskin. This was the hottest scene I ever got to witness in real life, not porn on a television, but in person. This is what I have been seeking and wanting. Sex clubs didn’t even compare to this. There 90% of the men are clothed and guys walk around being selective and often want to go into a private cubicle. Here, 90% of the men are in Jockstrap or nothing and they all came to FUCK and fuck in the open. To be surrounded by men fucking each other. It was an orgy I will never forget. That night I easily had a dozen guys fuck me and at least half of them dropped their load inside of me. I even got to swallow a load before the night was done. This was the night that I confirmed to myself that I enjoyed being a cum sloppy slut and want to continue more of these adventures. Years have passed and I had completely forgotten about this site. So I’m very happy to have remembered its existence and found it again. I feel like I’m with like minded fellows now that I've matured in my sexual awareness. Thank you all for being here and hearing my tale. I'm currently in Santa Monica, hmu if you want to play or need a cum dump for a party, I’m your guy.

If that’s the case then they need to fake it. This is showbiz after all. They are ‘actors’ of a sort. That reminds me of another peeve, probably already mentioned, but guys who look bored or vaguely in pain while getting fucked is a turn off. Again the porn star is being paid to act in a video, then act like you want to be there and that dick in your hole is the best thing in your life since you binged the third season of Buffy.

It's time for the last of Ric's adventures or at least the tales of them. I think I've taken care of all of the loose ends. Chapter 7.4 - Movin On They'd been studying all week, trying to get ready for finals. The silence was broken when Mateo asked "Do you remember the first day we met?" "Yeah. I woke you up so you could take a shower and you said a bunch of flattering things not realizing they weren't just thoughts in your head. Why?" Ric asked. "One of your comments was that you would never take a partner over to the bathhouse, since that's a place to hook up. We've never gone together and I know you've been there a bunch of times" Mateo said. He paused and continued "I need a break before my brain explodes. How about you show me what the allure is?". "Are you sure? It's not really your kind of place. You usually hook up only after they pass your hundred question survey. That won't work very well there" Ric told him. "If I'm going to change my ways, I should learn from the master on how to meet someone for a few minutes of mindless sex" Mateo replied, grinning back at Ric. "I usually last a lot longer than that" Ric said, rubbing his growing bulge. An hour later, they were standing in line at the bathhouse, finding out that a lot of other students were needing some stress relief sex too. Ric noticed a guy a few people in front of them that looked a little familiar. At least his head and shape did. The large back and arm tattoos were what made him question it. When he heard the voice, he remembered instantly. Ric handed over his card and their IDs and smiled at the attendant. "He in the club too?" the attendant asked and Ric nodded. "Boyfriend. We share everything" Ric replied, laughing. The guy leaned forward and said "Three looking today. Really tall blond. Other is a polar bear with a collared boy. You might be only toxic guys tonight." He pushed the IDs and card back and gave Ric a wink. Mateo followed Ric into the locker room, mimicking his moves. He saw Ric looking over at a guy that had just secured his locker when Ric asked "Peter?" The guy stopped and turned, facing Ric. A smile grew over Peter's face and he chuckled a moment before saying "Ric! How's it going?" Ric and Mateo finished stripping as Ric talked to Peter. "What's with the ink? I almost didn't recognize you. I never thought of you as a tattoo guy" Ric said. "I guess that's another thing that I got from you. Tay got one too, but it's pretty small. My views have changed on a lot of things now that I'm poz. The quiet guy is gone and I'm living life to the fullest. It's been a lot more fun" Peter said. "How's Taylor doing? I haven't heard anything from him this year" Ric asked. "He's been running around the country. The job he got is trying to get three people's work out of him. I've seen him maybe four times this year. He's going to be in town next week to pack his stuff up" Peter said. "You stayed roommates even after he found a job?" Ric asked. "Yeah, it was a place for him to crash in between his work trips. All he did was sleep and do laundry there, though. Now that I'm graduating, we're letting the lease end. I love that place, but since I'm moving to the other coast he doesn't want to keep it by himself" Peter said. Ric looked at Mateo and raised his brows. Mateo grinned back at him. "Mind if I give you a call tomorrow about the apartment? We're trying to figure out what to do about next year. I liked your place and if the rent is decent, we might be able to swing a deal with Taylor" Ric said. "That would be great. I know he doesn't want to give it up, but can't swing it on his own. I'm sure he'd give you a deal as long as you keep his ass busy when he's there" Peter said. "That, we can definitely do" Ric replied. "I should have asked Tay for his card to get in here for free. The front desk guy always had some good suggestions on who to tap" "You been sharing?" Ric asked, not expecting Peter's comment. The grin on Peter's face answered Ric's question. "Just finished a couple, that's why I'm here. They're not feeling well, if you catch my drift. One knew and it's a surprise for the other. After watching some of these guys convert, I think I figured out when Taylor's bug got me. Mine was mild compared to some of them. Anyway... I'm in the mood to bottom today before I breed someone. Hopefully there are a few tops around. Have fun" Peter said. Ric watched Peter walk confidently out of the locker room into the hall and was surprised at the transformation. "A victim of yours?" Mateo asked. "Grandson, I guess. He was one of Taylor's. I never thought he'd become a breeder. He didn't take finding out very well, but I guess he's gotten over it" Ric said. They finished stuffing their clothes in the locker, grabbed their towels and wandered out into the bathhouse. As Ric walked down the hall he heard a familiar voice call out "Beg for it!" from one of the private rooms. The door was open and Ric peered inside, with Mateo looking around him. Scotty was feeding the guy's mouth and Dan was drilling the bottom. The bottom pulled off Scotty's hard cock just long enough to cry out "Breed me!" and then inhale Scotty's hard dick again. Dan looked up and winked at Ric and Mateo right before he thrust in and blew his load inside. Ric gave him a thumbs up and they continued on their way. They found the only really tall guy in the playroom sling with a small group waiting to drill his ass so Ric thought he'd check on him later. There were a few bottoms in private rooms offering up their holes, but Ric kept looking to see the entire menu. "What about that guy?" Mateo asked as they passed yet another room with a cute guy laying on the bed, fingering his hole. "Unless I have someone I'm looking for, I like to see what all the choices are, first" Ric explained. They passed the dark room and saw yellow tape over the doorway and the lights on inside. A cleaning cart was there and someone was scrubbing the place down wearing a hazmat suit. "Kinky" Mateo said, laughing. They finished the lap and Ric stopped. "Want to share the polar bear and his sub? There were a few others that I haven't done before so we could share one of them or split up" Ric said. "Think the bear is going to bottom? I really don't want to be a live sex show for him while we do his sub" Mateo said. "The guy at the front desk said they were both looking, but you're right, he might just be looking for someone to tag his sub. They were the only pair we saw, other than Dan and Scotty. We can ask..." Ric said. They went back to the polar bear's room and looked in. They were still in the same spots, the bear on the bed, slowly stroking his average sized cock and the sub kneeling on his towel on the floor, watching. The bear looked to be a few inches taller than Ric and Mateo, beefy with a covering of white hair over his entire front which matched the dense beard on his face. His head was shaved, but that was the only part they could see that was. The sub was thin and hairless except for a small trimmed bush and his long hair tied up in a bun. Mateo was standing next to Ric in the doorway when Ric asked "What you guys lookin for?" The sub didn't move but the bear looked over both Ric and Mateo and licked his lips. "Uh... you two probably are more interested in my boy but I'd like to feel at least one of those nice pieces in me too" he said. Mateo smiled and replied "That sounds like a much better idea. You ever get fucked next to your boy?" The bear nodded 'no' and said "Most guys around here aren't interested in an old guy's ass. Too many college boys to fuck if they need a bottom." "Then you're gonna be tight and hungry for some dick, huh?" Mateo asked. The bear nodded, looking a little embarrassed but as his dick hardened a bit more, Mateo knew it also aroused him. "Let's see how good those lips feel" Mateo said, walking into the room first. The bear moved to the edge of the bed, bending over to take Mateo's quickly hardening cock into his mouth. Ric followed and walked up to the sub, looking down at him. He hadn't said a word, yet Ric knew from his face that he was eager to try something bigger than his Dom's cock. Mateo enjoyed the talented tongue and lips as they played with his cock and piercing. He expected an older bear to be experienced and he was, expertly prepping his cock for the coming fuck. Ric found the sub much less experienced and struggling to take more than a couple inches into his mouth. He spent a lot of time working over the foreskin and head, but Ric wanted his whole shaft to get some attention. Ric got more aggressive and found that was the key. With his hands on the sub's head, he worked his cock in deeper until his cock was nudging into the sub's throat. Ric looked over and while Mateo was enjoying his oral servicing, he was having to work for it. He imagined the sub's other hole was going to be even more work to get into. The bear pulled off Mateo's cock and growled "Take the damn dick" at the sub, before he took a deep breath and slowly pushed his face back on to Mateo's shaft. The further his cock slid into the sub's throat, the more Ric was surprised at the bottom's need to please his Dom. He didn't even need to get his cock all the way into the guy's throat, he was saving that for his ass. Ric slowly plowed his cock in and out of the sub's throat a few more minutes before pulling his cock all the way out. He tilted the guy's head up and smiled at him. The sub looked worried at first, but once he saw Ric's smile he knew that Ric was satisfied. Satisfied for the moment. "Move forward to the bed but knees stay on the floor" Ric said calmly. The sub turned before moving closer and resting his arms on the edge of the bed before looking back. Ric nodded and knelt down behind him. Ric felt some lube in the hole and shook his head, knowing from the greasy feeling that he wasn't going to want to taste it. Fingers and some spit would be the only prep he'd do on the sub. He knew that Mateo and the bear were watching him and wondered how long they would wait to start fucking. They didn't move until Ric had a pair of fingers easily twisting inside the sub's chute. Mateo had a much easier job and was sliding his cock into the bear's hole about the time Ric was giving the final few twists with three fingers. The bear's moan was low and sultry as Mateo drove his dick in to the base. Ric pushed the sub closer to the bed, so his head was over the edge. One hand pushed his face into the soiled mattress and the other guided his cock to the quivering hole. Even with the long prep, it was a tight fit. The lube and spit helped, but the sub was still writhing and groaning with each push. Slowly he started to relax and Ric was able to plow faster. With the cries from the sub calming down, Ric let up on his head and moved both hands to his shoulders. The bear was getting drilled, his moans and grunts showing how much he liked the bare dick that was using his ass. It took a few more minutes until Ric was able to match his boyfriend's pace. The leaking precum helped, but Ric knew the sub would be sore for a few days once he was done. He briefly wondered if the sub and Dom were sexual or just liked the power dynamic. It didn't matter, the bear's cock would never prepare the sub for the pounding he was getting now. Ric never got more than two thirds of his cock in the sub, but with the tightness he needed to vary the pace to delay his orgasm. Mateo was the first to cum, thrusting in hard and planting his load in as deep as he could. The bear moaned loudly, saying "Oh fuck yeah... I needed that so bad." Ric began to drill the sub harder, hearing him whimper as his chute got battered with each stroke. He looked over to the door and saw a few guys watching them fuck. Dan was behind Scotty, both of them grinning, with a thirties cub jacking his cock in time with Ric's thrusts. "Swallow it" Ric told Scotty, who nodded and dropped to his knees in front of the cub and opened his mouth. The cub grabbed Scotty's head and fucked his face a few times before filling Scotty's mouth with cum. Ric smiled and gave one hard shove before showering the sub's guts with his viral jizz. Seconds after Ric pulled out, the sub spun around and began to lick his cock clean. With the first lap came a whimper, as the sub tasted the cum mixture. Ric knew he had probably damaged the soft tissue inside the sub's chute and cum wasn't the only thing the he tasted. The bear didn't seem to be interested in cleaning Mateo off, so he moved next to Ric and offered his partially hard cock to the sub. Ric looked over and Scotty was getting back up and shared the cub's load with a long kiss with Dan. The bear muttered "Oh fuck" when he saw Mateo's back for the first time. Ric smiled at him as he rubbed the sub's head. He was sure the next conversation they had would be interesting, but he didn't want to stick around to find out. The cub had wandered off, followed by Dan and Scotty, so Ric and Mateo walked out of the small room and back towards the playroom to see if the tall guy was still around. -- There were two guys still waiting their turn on the tall guy's ass and Ric thought it was perfect since it would let their balls refill before they had another chance to fuck. Ric looked around and saw Jason standing in the corner in the same leather gear he always wore. Bobby was kneeling next to him watching the show. Ric walked over and saw a smile start to form on Jason's normally serious face. "How's it going, Jason?" Ric asked softly before nodding at Bobby to acknowledge him. "Fuckin' good. That bug of yours is pretty damn sneaky. It got Bobby and your old roommate. How are you doing?" Jason said with an evil grin. "Oh? I thought you weren't going to let Bobby tag him" Ric replied. He watched Bobby look up at him and smile. "I wasn't. I might have liked watching that piece of shit get fucked and used, but I wasn't planning on getting him charged up. Bobby didn't get the flu like I did but his viral load was more than enough to knock Steve up" Jason told him. "Oh wow. I bet he's pissed. Did you get him tested?" Ric asked. Jason nodded before explaining "We did. He was a very sick boy for a week and after he got over converting, I took him to the clinic. Toxic as fuck. Since I don't trust him, I locked his little prick up so he doesn't go out infecting unsuspecting people." "Fuck, I'd love to see that. I don't think I'd fuck him, but it would be good to see him caged and unable to use his proudest possession. So, has Bobby bred the guy in the sling? I heard he wanted something potent" Ric said. "No, I don't want him to be the only viral guy to breed him. All the poz guys that have fucked Shorty so far have been on meds. You going to do the deed?" Jason asked. Ric's cock twitched and he chuckled at the six foot seven inch bottom's nickname. After a short pause he replied "My boyfriend and I were thinking about it." "You should. He's been trying for a while" Jason said, grinning back at him. Mateo had been listening to the conversation and when the last guy pulled out of Shorty, he approached. A firm tug impaled his stiff cock inside the sloppy hole and made Shorty cry out. He pushed him away and then speared the hole again, repeating the same motion over a dozen times. The bottom may have been lubed with several cum loads, but the abuse from Mateo's pierced cock was tearing him up just like the bear earlier. A few guys had been drawn in by the large scorpion tattoo on Mateo's back to watch them fuck. Fifteen minutes of plowing the battered hole accompanied by numerous "knock him up", "own his ass" and "poz the slut" had Mateo ready to shoot. The bottom had finally realized that he was about to get a charged load of cum and began begging for it. Spurts of bug filled cum joined what was left from the previous guys. Ric whispered to Jason and seconds later was taking the leash from his hand. He led Bobby over to the sling, moving his grip to the other end of the leash next to the leather collar and told him softly to breed the bottom. Ric's stiff shaft nestled between Bobby's butt crack and he felt it clench when Shorty bottomed out on Bobby's shaft. A few more swings and Bobby's dick was driving into the cum soaked hole with an even rhythm. Ric lined his cock up and the next time the bottom drove back down on Bobby's cock, Ric shoved his cock in. Bobby groaned, feeling the cock that had knocked him up once again stretching him open. A few more times and Bobby began fucking back on Ric's dick and into the bottom's hole. "You like knocking up Steve?" Ric whispered into Bobby's ear. A moaned "Mmhmm" came out of Bobby's mouth while the three continued to fuck. "I hope your master lets you do more" Ric said softly. "He is" Bobby said breathlessly as an ass slammed back on his cock and Ric's shaft planted itself deep inside him. Ric could feel that Bobby was getting close. With most guys, he'd pinch or twist their nipples, but for Bobby he slipped two fingers inside the collar, making it dig into his throat. Bobby whimpered and thrust in when the bottom swung back the next time. After two more full length drives, Bobby grabbed Shorty's legs and buried his cock in, holding it there. Ric felt the pulses as Bobby's ring milked his cock. "Yeah... That's it. Breed that neg hole" Ric whispered into Bobby's ear after he pumped few shots in. While his load didn't go into Shorty's ass, his bug did. Bobby got another charged load in his ass too as Ric unloaded several ropes of seed. They slowly pulled away and Ric led him back to Jason, handing the leash over. "That was fuckin hot" Jason said, grinning at Ric. There was a pause and he then said "You know, you own him as much as I do. He's yours to use any time you want." -- Mateo and Ric talked it over, not knowing all the info, yet. They weren't sure of the costs or how they would split the rent, but it seemed to solve their housing for the next year with Mateo graduating at the end of fall semester and starting work. Mateo wouldn't be able to stay in the dorms once he'd graduated and while Ric knew he'd miss the dorms it was time to move on. "Are you interested in staying in your apt with 2 roommates?" Ric sent to Taylor. He got back a simple confused reply of "???" from Taylor. "Talked w/Peter at bh. said he was moving out and u wanted to keep apt, but too much $$$" was followed by "bf & I need a place next yr. Thought we could take Peter's bedroom and split w/ u. Still avail? how much?" Ric sent back. "OMG that sounds gr8" Taylor sent back, followed by "Let me talk to rental co." ----------------------------- THE END Thanks for reading

Chapter 7.3 - Out-side, Pushing In The four guys sat at the table in the dorm cafeteria eating dinner when Scotty said "I never knew how many gay guys there were on the floor." Ric and Mateo chuckled before Ric said "I kind of told some of them to respect your relationship and desire to be in the closet. I knew you'd come out eventually. Have you been hooking up with any of them?" Scotty blushed and Dan laughed. "All but one that I know of and we're working on him. Did you know that Will does porn? It was really hot to swap loads with a porn star" Dan said. Ric smiled, not wanting to tell him that he'd been with two guys that have done porn. "It's kind of cool to see you guys getting more adventurous. Being out isn't all that scary, is it?" he said. "A couple people have made rude comments and we haven't told our parents yet but it's been a lot better than I thought" Dan said. "Do it on your own pace. Have you left your mark on anyone yet?" Mateo asked. Both Dan and Scotty got big grins on their faces. "Yeah, a few. We ran into the guys we did with Ric at the bathhouse a few days after that first time. They were eager for us to fuck them again, but like the first time, they got scared after we came in them. It was the same the next two times we saw them and then they didn't show up for a couple weeks. We really got turned on when we found out they were our first" Dan said. Scotty looked really excited and added "I hooked up with a guy upstairs a few times. He likes to flip which was new to me. He was surprised when he converted, he thought I was undetectable but he never asked." Dan nodded before saying "I did a guy that kept flirting with me at the gym. He always wore a wrestling singlet to workout in. It looked hot, but that thing came off really fast in the locker room. I thought he'd get turned off when I told him I was poz, but it didn't slow him at all. He loved doing it in the shower stalls and sometimes we'd have guys watch. I expect stuff like that at the bathhouse, not in the athletic center." -- Mateo had been tapping out a conversation on his phone for the past hour before he stopped and looked at Ric. "When is your next frat party with Devon?" he asked. "Uh... This Saturday. I hope it's not going to mess up your plans" Ric replied. Mateo snickered and replied "That's what I thought. I was actually trying to find something to do while you left me at home. My project is finally done and I have some free time." "I can cancel if you want to do something. It's the last one of the semester, though" Ric said after a short pause. "No, I know how much you like getting dressed up and eating expensive food. Besides, I got a couple guys that asked about hiring me for the night. One was for a fraternity party at a ritzy hotel. Would it be too weird if I was there with another guy?" Mateo asked. Ric laughed before telling Mateo "I don't have a problem with it. I think the only person that would be there that knows we're partners is Devon and he knows we're open. I won't tell him you're doing it for money. We can ignore each other or be friendly, it depends on what your client is comfortable with." Mateo sighed with relief. "OK. It sounds like he only wants someone for the social part. I won't be fucking his brains out like you will with Devon. I think I'll do the job. It could be fun to see you socialize with the rich folks" he said. -- "Holy shit... Is that your boyfriend?" Devon asked as they stood to the side looking over the crowd. "Yeah, some guy asked if he'd be his date for the night and he said yes since I was going to be out with you" Ric replied. "Damn, I've never seen Marcus with a guy. Usually it's some hot sorority girl that he's got his hands all over" Devon said. "It's probably best if you don't tell... Marcus you know Mateo" Ric said, getting a nod back. "Oh, how are Sami and Mick doing? I haven't seen them tonight" Ric asked. "Both are doing OK. Sami went on meds right away. His conversion was really hard and he was scared he'd have AIDS before he graduated. He's the house cumdump though and will take anyone's dick. Mick escaped our bugs. I have no idea how and Sami is pissed at him for it" Devon replied. "Did he get tested? Not everyone gets sick during conversion. I know some guys that were toxic as fuck for a couple months until they found out" Ric said. Devon chuckled and replied "I don't think so. That would be pretty wild. I know he's fucked quite a few guys." They continued to talk until Marcus came over. "Hi Devon. I bet you're a little surprised" Marcus said as he walked up to them. He was tall, about Devon's height but more muscled with perfectly cut blond hair. Marcus looked at home in his tux and his manicured nails showed that he probably had never gotten them dirty in his life. There wasn't a mark on his body, nor any jewelry that Ric could see. "A little... Is this your date for tonight?" Devon asked, seeing Mateo smile back at him. Devon didn't make any hints that he'd met Mateo several times and usually naked. Ric wondered where the nice suit that his boyfriend was wearing came from, since he'd never seen it before. "Yes it is. Matt, this is Devon. He's a friend in one of the other houses. Devon is the one that gave me the confidence to finally come out" Marcus said with no hesitation. Introductions were made and Ric shook his boyfriend's hand, giving him a wink. Ric finally knew what name Mateo used when he hired out and found it funny since Mateo was always quick to correct anyone that called him that normally. They talked a while, sipping on champagne and noticing a lot of people look their way. "I never thought that you were queer, Marcus. Why come out now instead of waiting until you graduate in a month?" Devon asked. "It was just getting too hard to fake being straight. Every time I'd see you at one of these events with a stud next to you, I'd get envious. You were out and no one seemed to make an issue of it. The hardest part was finding a date that was as hot as yours" Marcus said, grinning. "Well, congratulations. Expect some comments, but most will be good. I hope you got a room tonight so you can celebrate all night long" Devon replied, winking at Marcus. "Uh... Thanks... but we're just friends. I did get a room but that's because I know that most of my house is going to continue the party back there until breakfast and I need to get some sleep" Marcus replied. The four moved toward the dance floor once their glasses were empty. Ric saw several people come up to Marcus and make comments to him and Mateo. His boyfriend was smoothly dancing with both Marcus and the other guests. Some came over and danced with Ric and Devon too, with Ric grinding on more than a few asses and getting groped repeatedly by supposedly straight guys and a few women. While Ric checked on his boyfriend a few times during the night, he left him alone to do his job. Marcus' comment about using the hotel room just to sleep disappointed him, but he figured Mateo would try to convince him for at least a little action. As the last few songs got played, Ric swapped spots with Mateo but his dancing got much more erotic. Mateo did the same with Devon and Ric could see them talking. As the music ended and the lights came up Ric made his way back to Devon. He watched his boyfriend and client say goodbye to a few people and then head towards the door. Mateo followed Marcus down the hall to the elevator and up to the ninth floor. He'd told Marcus up front that a social event was one fee and any additional activities would be extra. He'd come prepared and had a few packets of lube and some condoms in his pocket. As expected, the alcohol and dancing had made sure that Marcus' hormones were racing through his body. They got to the room where Mateo would find out just how far Marcus wanted to go or if he was heading home. They walked inside and Marcus turned and planted his lips on Mateo's. "I hope you don't have to go home right away" Marcus started out. A smile came over Mateo's face. "Well, you know the deal. It's totally up to you" he said. "Did you bring condoms?" Marcus asked. "I did, but you really should bring your own in the future. How much experience do you have with guys?" Mateo asked. "About six over the past couple years. It's kind of hard to find guys that I trust to keep it quiet" Marcus said. "Well, you won't have to worry about that any more" Mateo replied. He could tell that the conversation was killing the vibe so he just went for it. Mateo pushed the tux coat off Marcus' shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. "Ready to have some fun?" Mateo asked with a grin and watched Marcus nod 'yes'. The shirt got unbuttoned while Marcus unbuckled his belt let his pants drop. With Marcus standing there in his underwear, it was now Mateo's turn to strip. "Damn, you're even sexier naked. Those pictures don't really do you justice" Marcus said as Mateo pressed on top of each of his shoulders. Marcus was on his knees, still wearing a pair of CK briefs and a pair of black dress socks. He stared at Mateo's cock a moment and then looked up. "Do you take this out?" he asked, fixated on the metal piercing. "Not unless I have to. Try it, just watch your teeth" Mateo replied. Marcus held the stiffening shaft with one hand and his tongue started to lick over the piercing and head. While Mateo assumed this was his first pierced cock, Marcus did a good job playing with it with his tongue and avoiding any chipped teeth. He wasn't as successful on the first few tries of getting it into his throat, but he kept trying and finally got it in. Mateo looked back and saw he had a good ten feet to get over to the bed. He let Marcus suck and slobber on his dick for several more minutes before pushing his head off his fully hard cock. He tilted Marcus' head back and nodded with his head toward the bed. Marcus gave a quick nod and stood, quickly walking over to the bed and looking back. When he got to the edge, Mateo said "That's good. Just bend over..." He pulled the packets out of his pocket, followed Marcus and set them down on the bed. Mateo knelt behind him and pulled the briefs down. Marcus' body trembled and Mateo knew how nervous he was. A hand gently caressing each mound calmed Marcus a bit but the tongue that lapped from his balls up to his tight ring got him relaxed and moaning. Mateo was glad that all he tasted was Marcus' scent and while he might not have a ton of experience bottoming, he knew to prepare for it. The next few minutes got a pair of fingers fully planted and twisting around alternating with his tongue. The hole slowly relaxed along with the rest of Marcus' body. Unlike his boyfriend, Mateo didn't dread putting on a condom. He'd rather have covered sex than no sex and with clients he usually played safe unless they told them they wanted it bare. While his tongue dug into the slick hole, he reached over and picked up a condom. Mateo's tongue and fingers were only off his pucker for a moment to roll the sheath on his cock, but Marcus whined softly at the lack of attention. Once it was slicked up, Mateo dripped some more lube on the throbbing ring and lined up. Marcus moaned the second that he felt the covered tip hit his hole. His cock nudged in a few times before Marcus relaxed. With the piercing and head inside, Mateo's hips rolled, plunging his cock deeper into Marcus' chute. "Oh my god that feels good... I've been waiting all night for this" Marcus moaned out. "Yeah? Feels good for me too" Mateo said, driving his next few thrusts deeper. He chuckled to himself hearing that Marcus was planning on sex all along. "Oh fuck! There's more?" Marcus asked, causing Mateo to laugh. "Just a bit. You want it all?" he asked. "Not sure I can..." Marcus replied. "Let's find out" Mateo said, moving his hands to Marcus' shoulders, gripping firmly and planting his hips on the lightly haired butt. Marcus gasped and trembled a bit, but Mateo pulled back and drove in as deep as he could with his hips bouncing off the mounds this time. Thus began the next several minutes drilling the surprisingly willing hole. Marcus' moans slowly turned into groans about the same time Mateo wanted to change positions. He gave a few final thrusts and pulled off. The soft whine returned, making Mateo grin. Obviously Marcus wasn't ready to stop. "Climb on the bed and lay on your back" Mateo told him calmly. Marcus followed directions, but pulled his legs back and exposed both his eager hole and a very stiff cock almost resting on his stomach. Mateo dripped more lube on the hole and then rubbed the last of the packet over his covered cock. Climbing on the bed, he lined his cock up and slid back inside. Marcus grinned back at him as the speed built back up. A pair of legs rested on Mateo's shoulders while he'd been plowing with long strokes. Mateo began to shove harder, watching Marcus tug on his own cock with one hand and trying to time their orgasms together. He had been thrusting in several minutes when he yelled out "FUCK!" and pulled back out. Shreds of latex hung off his cock which he quickly discarded. The familiar whine came from Marcus before he asked "What?" "The condom broke. Just a second" Mateo replied. "Shove it back in! I need you back inside me" Marcus cried out. Mateo froze, staring back at him and not reaching over for the other condom packet. "You know the risk" he replied calmly. "I don't care! I need to feel your cock inside me. I'm so close it hurts!" Marcus yelled back. He had seen it happen several times before, a bottom's desire for safe sex went out the window once they felt a cock pounding them. Marcus was no different and the minute it would take Mateo to put the new condom on and get it lubed would be too long. The pleading look on Marcus' face confirmed it and was immediately replaced by a euphoric expression the instant that he felt Mateo's bare shaft planted inside him again. Seconds later, he was back drilling Marcus' chute, this time with much more feeling of his bare cock on Marcus' guts. "Oh my god!" Marcus cried out as he stroked his cock even harder. Whether he knew he was working his ass muscles around Mateo's cock or not, it got both of them closer every second that passed. Mateo started to grunt as he fought off his orgasm while Marcus just moaned louder. The first rope of Marcus' cum flew over his head, the second and third landed on his face while the rest covered his chest and stomach. The third of Marcus' shots was the one that brought Mateo along for the ride. He may have been planning on pulling out and showering Marcus' front side with his charged load, but he was just too used to cumming inside a guy. After the last pulse, Mateo stood there a minute as both of them recovered. He pulled his still rigid cock free and lowered Marcus back to the bed before laying next to him. "Damn, that was the best sex I've ever had. It felt so good after the condom broke. I've never felt a guy fuck me without one before and when I felt your cock throb inside of me when you came it was amazing" Marcus said after laying there breathing heavily for a few minutes. Mateo laid there a few more moments before he replied "Yeah, that was good." He wondered how long he should stay but when he remembered that Ric was with Devon, there wasn't a reason to hurry home. Marcus nuzzled his head on Mateo's shoulder and softly rubbed his hand over Mateo's chest. A minute later he was sleeping which made Mateo chuckle. He closed his eyes and was asleep, too, a few minutes later. He woke almost two hours later. The lights in the room were still on and a pair of eyes were staring at him. The hand on his cock wasn't his and it slowly started to stroke, taking it from stiff to hard as a rock. Marcus asked "Can we do it again?" His tone had lost most of the confidence from earlier and Mateo thought he might even be embarrassed asking. Mateo smiled and winked at him. "If you want. I only have one more condom, though" he said, rubbing his hand over Marcus's back. "No rubber this time. I want to see what it's like bare the whole time" Marcus said, a little more sure of himself once Mateo hadn't told him 'no'. "It's your choice. Is there anything you haven't done before you'd like to try?" Mateo asked. Marcus shook his head 'no' before saying "Do what you like to do." A grin covered Mateo's face as he rolled over and moved between Marcus' legs. "Just let me know if I get too rough" he said, lifting both legs up. Marcus grabbed his legs, pulling them back like before, exposing his now bruised hole. Mateo licked a pair of fingers and rubbed around the ring before pushing in. It felt a little slick but he knew that some of his load from their first fuck had soaked in. Two gobs of spit rubbed over his shaft was all the lube he was going to give Marcus to start. He teased the hole with the piercing and tip of his cock for several seconds before Marcus said "The ring... you're leaving it in?" "Yeah, you took it before. Now you get to feel it as it goes in. I wish it was bigger like a friend of mine's, but it still feels good" Mateo said right before he pushed harder and felt the ring and mushroom head drag past the tight entrance. He stopped just barely inside and looked at Marcus' face. His eyes were wide and mouth open, yet he didn't say anything. Mateo grinned and pulled back out, keeping his eyes glued on Marcus' to see his response. Another push took him back inside and once again, he watched Marcus closely. This time he got a gasp. He repeated this a few more times, getting Marcus used to feeling his cock enter him. After six times, Mateo plowed deeper making the gasp last longer. Mateo held back the moan that was trying to escape his mouth. The tight chute gripped his shaft and it was only helped by a little leftover cum and some slowly leaking precum from his dick. From there, he slowly increased the pace. While the strokes were firm, he wasn't pounding Marcus' hole. Not yet, anyway. Mateo gave a firm shove, moving closer to Marcus and then leaning forward. Marcus rested his legs on Mateo's shoulders and braced his hands on the bed. The sinister grin on Mateo's face told him the slow fuck was about to get more intense. A dozen strokes had Mateo's hips slapping into Marcus' ass, pulling back three quarters length and driving back in. Marcus's face may have looked a little worried, but he hadn't said anything. The drilling varied from firm to hard and back. When he started to hear pained groans from Marcus, Mateo pulled out drooling a few ropes of spit down over the battered hole and shoved back in. The added slickness let him easily plow all the way in and thrust harder. It let him drag the fuck out a few more minutes but he felt the cum start to rise. "Almost there... You want me to pull out?" Mateo asked breathlessly. Marcus shook his head 'no' and then told him "It felt so good before. I want more." "I'm gonna own your ass then" Mateo growled out as he jabbed his cock in, first to the left and then to the right. A few last thrusts and he buried his cock in deep, feeling his cock throb as ropes of cum flooded Marcus' gut. "Oh shit!" Marcus yelled out after the second pulse and he began to shoot his own load over his chest. Like with Marcus, Mateo's second load was smaller than the first but still enough to coat the battered chute. He rocked his hips after the last spurt, looking at Marcus' face to see if he'd been to rough. "No one's ever made me cum without me stroking before. That was wild!" he said, with a large grin on his face. "You ever try licking a cock after it's fucked you?" Mateo asked and the shocked look on Marcus' face gave him the answer without a word being uttered. Mateo pulled out slowly, trying to leave as much cum inside as he could. After rolling over on to his back, Marcus crawled between his legs and gave a few tentative laps of his tongue. "If you cleaned out good enough, you won't have to worry. The tongue licked a few more times before Marcus took it in his mouth. Moans came out of both of them while he sucked and slurped. With the last of the cum in his stomach, Marcus crawled back next to Mateo, laying on his side as his hand caressed Mateo's chest. The light got flicked off and both were soon sound asleep. The morning fuck in the shower had Marcus bent over, getting one last short plowing and six ropes of cum painted over his well fucked tunnel. They cleaned up and Mateo left the room with two envelopes in his pocket and a smile on his face.

Fucking HOT, Alexxx! This story is right up my alley. I can just imagine myself as Johnny (though not as mean or bitchy). I'd love to try my first booty bump like this. I LOVE the addition of photos in your story...they increase the heat. I'm so hard and horny for more. Can't wait to hear how good your fuck feels and the moment that you unleash your torrent of sperm into Johnny. I hope it's a hot and verbal fuck, and breeding. I know I'd be telling you how good your cock feels...and how badly I would want your seed planted deeply in me.

Paul is a bearded mature top, somewhat hairy and with a noticeable covid-19 belly. He is a natural hunter and can be insatiable when the sexual needs call. No sex in weeks had him feeling very frisky and he decided to hit the sauna. It does not visit it often but when he does, he likes to take his time, arouse by its sleazy atmosphere. He likes to walk around watching other men engaging in public hot action and finds pleasure observing the different chase and flirting dynamics that happen in there. The smells, the dark corners, the glory holes,... It was Thursday evening and it was not busy yet at the sauna. Paul was walking around, exploring before choosing his first prey. On one of this walks through a corridor, he finally saw something that caught his attention. A sexy stud, around 22 years old, coming his way. Muscular smooth body, friendly face, beautiful smile... "Wow! Look at this candy right here" thinks Paul. "He looks like a soldier or a fireman". The young man walked confidently passing by his side without even giving him a look. But that was not a deterrent for Paul's libido, that was already beginning to take control of him. He just came from that direction and knew that the corridor ended in a dark room with a sling in it, The room was empty at the moment though, so he stayed put waiting for him to return through the corridor. But after a couple of minutes waiting, it was clear that this hot fella was confortable waiting alone in the dark room so Paul decided to come in as well. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darker space but he found the young man exactly where he was wishing to find him. Lying on the sling with his legs up. He was delighted observing the view. It was a well rounded ass with some blondish bush of hair around the hole. "Uffff" - "Hi, good evening" said Paul friendly, approaching him slowly while the boy lifted his head to check on his visitor. - "Hey,.. good evening..... all good?" answered back. - "Oh sure, very good right now. I have not seen you here before but you look gorgeous. What's your name?" asked Paul. He was already standing close to his offering ass. - "Well, thank you. I'm Johnny. I' rarely come here, actually." The young man smile but his tone of voice was cold. - "Then I'm lucky that you decided to come today!". Paul then removed his towel letting his cock free. It was not hard yet but even then his size was considerable. He moved closer to him, getting his penis touching his buttchecks. - "Mmmm.... no... sorry" said Johnny rejecting his approach. - "No? why not? You don't want to get fucked?" asked Paul, not stepping back and now actively rubbing his penis around his hole teasing him. - "I don't.... you are not... I look for something else." he struggled to answer. - "Something else.... In what way?" - "Well, I'm sorry but I like younger men..... and I'm not much attracted to beards either to be honest. And certainly not like this, no unsafe sex with a stranger". - "Okay, okay. Clearly not a match. Message received. I won't bother you any longer" said Paul while leaving the room with certain disappointment. He continued with his search and found 2 other men that gave him proper blowjobs. But he did not manage to cum. He wanted a long fuck session that night and a blowjob would just not do it. He was also still thinking of Johnny and his lustful body, so 40 minutes after his first visit, he decided to check the sling room again. Johny was still laying on the sling. A few guys had entered the room in the meantime but already left and none had fucked him yet so he started to feel frustrated. - "How is it going?". It took a moment for Johny to link the voice to his owner. - "Oh... you. hey. Well... It's not my night, it seems. And this place seems less busy than before. But it's okay, I will be leaving soon" - "Yes, it is sort of empty. But it gets quite busy around 00:00 at night, when the bars start closing. And tomorrow is free day for most people, so I'm sure you can get then lots of attention." Answered Paul. He then started approaching him again. He wanted to see that body much closer. - "Oh, did not know that. I start working in a couple of hours, so I can never stay that late." - "I see. Are you sure then that you don't want me to please you with this so you don't leave empty handed" said the bear while grabbing his cock, that was getting thicker by the chat. - "Look. I'm trying to be polite here. Yes, I'll admit you have a nice cock but still I dont think that we play in the same league. I rather go home "empty handed" than having sex with you. Not a chance". His words were harsh but his tone was now complete different. Sarcastic. Playful. Paul noticed a possible opening. - "Well, you are a bit cocky but It's undeniable that you are incredibly atrractive. You play indeed in another league and I'm sure you are very popular among men. I must say though that I have many more years of experience and I have been rejected many times before. What the time has taught me is that it only takes a certain amount of subtances to make horny bottoms like you change their mind." - Subtances? You mean alcohol or weed? I've done stupid things while drunk but I really doubt I would give in even then. I'd let you try it though." said Johnny while laughing loudly. He was much more relaxed with Paul's presence by now. - "Okay! Let me try it then. But I was not thinking of alcohol. It's a horny powder called Tina. I have some in my locker and I could put a bit in your ass, if you like." - "Tina? It does not ring a bell. It's like extasy? I've heard from friends that it can get you quite horny." - "Yes... well.... it's actually different but still quite hot." - "Mmmmmn.... I don't know... I've been always curious to try stuff but not like this... I wouldn't give you sex in exchange." - I offer it to you without any compromise. Try it and if you still don't want me, I'll be the one leaving the place. Deal? Or are you scared of falling for me?" teased Paul sarcastically. - "Im not scared of anything! Just bring the damn thing and let's see. It seems there is not much else to do in this quiet place anyway." - "Great!! Please, lube your ass a bit while I pick it up". He then left the room but came back within a minute, carrying a little plastic bag, filled up with crystal shards. - "Okay. I'll put a bit of it in you. It may sting a bit, alright?" warned Paul. He then licked his finger and shoved it deep in the bag. It came out with crystals attached to it. It was way more quantity than he expected to use but he shove the finger in his lubed hole anyway. "It's a young strong boy, it will be fine". The finger slid in the hole with easiness. He then rubbed it through his inside wall. Then took it out and rubbed it also around the anus. Paul's cock was fully hard by now and sleazy thoughts started to rush in: "You are mine now, boy. This is is gonna be a very horny night" (To be continued)

I had looked through the online portfolios of all the artists in the tour to see if any had a gay erotic slant to their work. No luck. I'd just received disturbing blood test results the week before. We live in a rural area and I needed gay contact, at least a hot hookup to lift my mood. I wasn't ready to tell my partner who'd grown to be more like a critical brother than a lover over the years. Two of the portraits of male artists caught my eye. One looked Mexican, I love a dark skinned man,and this guy had a sweet looking face. The other had a cute boyish face and engaging twinkle in his eyes. They made it into my list of five stops. The oil paintings at our first stop were very bold, lots of layers and depth. Very good but nothing that grabbed and held my attention. Stop two were landscape watercolours, again technically excellent, but not my thing. Stop three was a farm house on a sheep ranch. Again watercolours, but this time of animals. At least in the first showroom. This was the guy whose promotion picture had the twinkle in his eyes. He greeted us on our arrival. 6 feet, slim, dressed in bluejeans and a simple white low cut v-neck t-shirt exposing a nicely muscled chest with a moderate whisp of dark hair. And his handsome face had those twinling eyes, which I hoped were communicating something about his sexual orientation. My partner and I had a great time chatting him up and our gaydars were firing at full tilt. He asked if we would like to see his more private collection and called his partner to watch the main exhibit as he showed us the way to the back closed in portch. Here beautifully displayed was the work I had been looking for when I researched this tour. Beautiful watercolours of handsome naked men, and groups of men engaging in orgies of sex. I noticed immediately there was no hint of condoms in these paintings, not even the obvious penetration depictions. My prick began to respond and I hoped he and my partner didn't notice. Well at least my partner. We hadn't had sex in years, agreed to an open relationship; but, mostly 'don't ask, don't tell'; which left me feeling like I was cheating to even use porn, let alone fuck around. Twinkle eyes clearly had noticed and increased the flirtatiousness of his banter especially toward me. Did I mention he subtlety touched his crotch? We talked about the art, Broadway plays, and sheep farming before he asked if I wanted to see the new batch of lambs out in the barn. 'He only had one extra pair of rubber boots, he could take my partner out after me if he wanted. ' Twinkle eyes and I were no sooner in the barn and his tongue was down my throat. When he pulled away his words raced out, "Give me a blow job, we don't have much time. " I deep throated his 6.5 inch dick and sucked with everything I had. He moaned and one of his hands was making it's way under my belt. I loosened my belt and opened my jeans. "Comando. As I expected when I first saw your bulge grow." , as he pushed a finger in my hole. "Fuck, I need this hole. Condoms are in the house but you don't need those do you. " as he released his boner from my mouth. "No, never use them!" I spat. " You tested lately?" Him spinning and bending me. "Yup" me And his hard raw cock had already penetrated my hole. He fucked me like there'd be no tomorrow, and soon blasted deep into my ass. Before I could say "Hey you " he was feltching the load and snowballing to me. " Lube my ass" he slurpped. I swallowed his cum, no hardship for me, and said "Not a good idea." As he was lining my cock up with his ass, "You tested lately." As my raw dick head penetrated his ring, "I'm positive." His hot ass felt amazing as he pushed on deeper. I'm not a great top and as often happens my ball sack was already unloading painting the walls of his gut. "Sorry man, sorry!" "Fuck yeah man, did you cum? Plunge and dump? I love it we need to get back inside." "OK, you must be on PreP?" "I live in the country, I rarely get a chance to get fucked. Why would I be on PreP?" "You just took my unmedicated poz load up your ass. I said I was tested recently, you didn't ask the result." We were back at the portch door so he turned and pseudo whispered, "Fuck man, you might have just pozzed me?" "I tried to warn you. You better get to an emergency ward fast, they can treat you. " "Fuck man." We proceeded into the portch to find our partners deep in conversation about cooking. Conversation continued quite naturally and comfortably for some time 'til his dark handsome husband invited us to stay for lunch. My hubby jumped at this and we moved to the kitchen. Twinkle eyes led the way, followed by my hubby. I was next followed by his partner. I felt him grab my hips, push his crotch into me as he nibbled on my ear and whispered, "No fooling me, I can smell the cum in your ass. My turn next."

For those who believe we as gays live in a more friendly and accepting world, here's some balance tipping legislation from those who still believe being gay is perverse and unnatural. [think before following links] https://www.nbcnews.com/nbc-out/out-politics-and-policy/national-dont-say-gay-law-republicans-introduce-bill-restrict-lgbtq-re-rcna53064?cid=sm_npd_nn_tw_np&utm_source=ground.news&utm_medium=referral

Well as a bottom I am always concerned that the person will not want to fuck a cum filled hole.

Surely 'best visit' refers to largest number of fucks and loads as the options are numerical. My best time might not have been the greatest number of cocks and holes though 😎

I could write a book on this subject even though I am very sexually experienced but I will throw out one thing that immediately came to mind. Giving multiple blow jobs at Mitch McConnell’s funeral.

When cultural upheavals occur, and they always do throughout history, the group who feels most threatened wants to blame some group (other than themselves, natch), and looks for the most easily-blamed group. We happen to fit that bill, as history has taught. There's nothing new under the sun - again.

Wish you could be there too

Cant i just be all of the above?

"I'm going to make you poz you dirty cunt" always sticks in my mind

love to breed you in PS

Chapter 13 The Kid’s cock was swinging under him dripping out precum again. The Guy aske the Kid if he was ready for the Gift, the Kid said “ Yes please, make it go deep “. The guy said “ No Problem slut “. The Guy pulled back one last time and then slammed into the Kids waiting cunt. The top was yelling with the intensity of his climax. One guy was low and behind so he could see and video the action and you could actually see the Tops Sack contacting with each volley of cum that was being shot into the Kid. The cum shot went on for over a minute before you could tell that the Top was about empty. They knew the Kid got a big load in his guts. The Guy said “ I am sending my babies not your fertile cunt “ . After he was done he stood still and said “ Just one more thing Kid “. With that he cut loose a warm flood of tainted piss into the Kid, washing the Cum deeper. The Kid felt the spreading warmth and said “ That feels great, keep it coming “. The warmth seemed to spread into his stomach and the Kid was enjoying it. Any chem piss that had not been absorbed was being permanently pushed into areas that would never come out and the only way to get that out would be to absorb it. the Toxic cum that was just deposited in the Kid went just as deep. No one knew for sure if the Piss had any Chems in it or not, but at this point it didn’t matter, the Kid was spun and was on the make for any cum from anyone. The Married guy was enjoying the show in front of him. He thought that this was way better than any porn he has seen. There was a heat radiating from his hips and he was really enjoying the new feeling he was getting. His cock was alive, and his ass seemed to be in control of his body. What it wanted it was going to get. He was grinding down on what he thought was a finger up his ass. The guy sucking on the Married guys cock was enjoying the transformation an the flow of cum and what he thought might have been some piss mixed in it. Another guy walked up and held a cock in front of the Married guy’s face and asked him if he wanted to suck on it. The Married guy hesitated for a few seconds. He never thought about sucking cock, but then again he never thought about taking a real cock up his ass and he had done that at while ago. The heat in his groin was taking control and he opened his mouth to say something but the guy abruptly pushed the head of his cock in the Married guy’s mouth. It tasted awful and he wanted to take it put but the guy had grabbed the Marred Guy’s head and forced him to keep it in. After a couple minutes the taste wasn’t so bad and he was starting to suck on it. What he didn’t realize was that this was the cock that was in his ass a short time ago. He got the cock out of his mouth to say that he had never sucked a cock before. The guy said “ we’ll see how you do then “. He had gotten blow jobs in the past from women, and he tried to mimic what he liked the best. The guy said “ You’re not bad at this for the first time you sucked a cock, in fact your doing pretty good “. The Married guy took this as a complement. He never thought he would ever suck a cock, let e lone get a compliment on it. The Guy pulled away and told him to lick his balls. He did what the guy wanted and licked and sucked his nuts the way he ad it done to him in the past. He stared to reach around to finger the guy’s hole when he felt a tongue on his ass. It felt really good, but it intensified the craving that he was feeling back there. His cock was tingling like never before and he reached for it to play. He was shocked when he finally felt it and it was so small it was almost not there. It had shrunk to a size of a peanut. He couldn’t understand that. The tongue left the married guys hold and it felt like that part of him was going to explode. The voice behind him said “ Hold Still “. He felt a cool metallic feeling at the entrance to his ass.

This is literally my story. Was 'straight' (repressed/ closeted/ sexually frustrated) for 30 years. Started cheating on my wife with tranny hookers when I turned 40 and the 3rd escort I used turned out to be a dealer. She got me hooked on t and I've been barebacking ever since. Her cock was the 1st one in me and it went it raw. I've only ever had raw cock in me and in the past 3 and half years, have taken hundreds of loads in my formerly straight asshole lol

But if you could take 12, you can work your way up to 24 with a little enthusiasm…and lube and poppers. 😃 That’s absolutely doable. I’ve racked up numbers in the lower 20s multiple times at the bathhouse. Courage!

1. Seroconvert 2. Take a load from somebody with a PA. 3. Get fucked with a cruel condom 4. Find a video online of some dude fucking me blindfolded

Guys still request me to wear this… enjoy the ride!

PART 3: Chaos deepens I sat there for a few moments, trying to work my phone. I opened the apps and saw a few messages here and there. As I wrestled with the phone, I felt a cool touch on my leg. A bottle of poppers, the same bottle of poppers I had used earlier, left behind. I really enjoyed them and they made everything feel extra heightened but I felt too overwhelmed to even think of using them now. I checked Grindr and saw a message from a blank profile about 200 meters away. I guess I was? Wasn’t I? I just sent him my location without thinking much else. It took too much effort to even do that, but I figured. What the hell. Im already fucked. I could barely get that message out. I was so out of it. I was also mostly messaging with one hand. My free hand kept going to my asshole, rubbing the cum inside my hole. It felt loose and when I touched it I felt so alive. Another man had cum inside me and I could tell I wanted more. And I wanted it anon. I started crafting another message when his next one came in. I wanted to say, “I want it anon. Ill be ass up and waiting.” But when I read, then processed his next message, I thought, does anything change? Fuck it. No it doesnt. This was it. I was going to get another round. I had saw a few other messages from other hot accounts, but I spent all my energy on sending these messages. I felt like I had reached a peak state of fuck energy. I just wanted to get used. I put down the phone and rolled over, ass up. I resumed the position I took for the earlier guy and I started huffing poppers. I didn’t have to wait long. Moments later I felt the air in the room change. I wasn’t alone. He was here. I didn’t know anything about him and overall, our engagement was much shorter than it was with the guy who railed me earlier. I heard clothes hit the floor as he shifted himself up and onto the bed. “You wanna suck me until my friend arrives?” He had a bit of an accent. I took that as a command. I took a hit of poppers, shifted a bit but kept my face down, and shoved his semi-hard cock in my mouth. I heard him make sniffing noises as his cock got hard in my mouth. “You partying?” I just moaned. It was getting late and I suppose I probably looked high. I was grinding my ass up and down, while sucking this strangers cock. I never saw myself as a partier, but here I was, high and getting used by anonymous men. “You want a rip?” I opened my eyes and saw a bunch of white powder on the end of a key. I had no idea what it was, but I wasn’t feeling hesitant about anything. I leaned forward and sniffed and put his dick right back in my mouth. “Fuck yeah, that’s it. We are going to share you and you can have some fun with us, okay?” I just moaned again. “My friend likes it really discreet. Do you mind if I cover your eyes with something?” I couldn’t quite place the accent, but it didn’t matter. His cock tasted and felt amazing, I was really feeling the extra effects of whatever powder I just snorted, and I was so incredibly horny. I took another hit of poppers and moaned, “okay…” I didn’t intend it to sound so hesitant, my mind was made up and I was ready to step it up, but I also couldn’t believe I was doing this. He leaned over me and grabbed something out of his bag. Then, putting his hands on my head and fucking my face he said, “alright, he is nearby. You ready?” He slipped something over my eyes, a t-shirt, or bandana, whatever it was, it was soft but it completely obstructed the view. While his dick was still in my mouth he said, “Take another rip. We are going to get you fucked up.” He pulled out, grabbed my head, and positioned the powder in front of my nose. I snorted, and just as I did I heard the door open and close again. What a satisfying sound. “Hey. He is ready for you. Dive in. He is partying too.” I felt a tap on my leg and the weight of a body move up behind me. I had no idea who this was. We didnt even chat. Now I was high and getting higher, already filled up with cum from another guy, and here I was about to get used by two more. What. The. Fuck. I needed it. Maybe this is who I was supposed to be? I felt fingers at my hole. “Is this cum or lube?” It was a different voice. I just moaned, barely able to form words. He didn’t wait for a response. “Doesn’t matter. It will be cum soon enough anyway.” I heard the sound of a bottle, presumably lube, then I felt him shove his fingers in my hole. Something felt different right away. It wasn’t just the fact that I had been fucked, it was also a new sensation. Something tingled, stung a bit, and just… just felt different. He jammed fingers in and out of my hole while I was getting face fucked by this other guy. He stopped abruptly as the guy inside my mouth pulled out and slapped my face with his wet cock. “Yeh… rail this bitch” The energy shifted. The guy behind spread my ass cheeks, then I felt the head of his dick at my hole and then I felt him completely inside of me. He dove deep, just like instructed. The guy at my face planted his dick back in my mouth. Both kept up a steady rhythm. Guy in my ass laid it on me heavy, moving my body up and down with the bouncing of the bed. Diving deep and pulling out all the way so just the head was inside with each stroke. It felt amazing. It was really rocking me in ways that I experienced with the previous guy, but it also felt extra. My hole and lower half of my body felt like it was tingling, light, and euphoric. I could only grind my body up against his as he shoved himself deep inside me. He pulled my hair and my head back with one hand, grabbing my neck with the other. The other guy’s dick came out of my mouth leaving a long strand of spit behind that fell on my face and neck. “Take some more”. A key was placed at my face. I snorted. Hands were shoved in my mouth. I licked. It felt like there was a tingling in my mouth and head that was spreading down me to meet the tingling in my lower half. I was flying and loving every second. I wasn’t hard anymore, just a soft wet cock with strands of cum and lube running down my taint and balls. The guy in my ass was making bit wet slapping sounds as he plowed me. It felt like he was close. Suddenly he pulled out and I heard him grunt. The guy that was in my mouth leaned over and I felt my ass cheeks being spread apart, followed by warm spray of cum all over my hole and ass. “Fuck yeh. Lube him up.” He shoved his dick back inside me for a couple more pumps then dismounted. Tingles everywhere. “Have fun.” That was also that was said again between the two. The sound of clothes being put on then the doors opening and being shut soon followed. The other guy was on the bed, but just leaning back a bit, not fucking my face or touching me. I took a moment to sniff some poppers. Before they even hit I started grinding my ass up and down. “Fuck dude. You are hot. I wanna fuck you, but I dont think I am ready to cum yet. You cool if I invite someone else over?” I could barely speak but my body was telling me I needed to get filled. Now. “Okay.” I didn’t sound hesitant this time. I sounded desperate. “Fuck yeh.” He slapped my ass hard and shoved his fingers inside. I felt every bit of his fingers. The texture of his skin, the knuckles, the base, everything. It felt like I was a part of him. “I just sent your address to a few guys. We are going to keep you partied up and pounded out.” Who the fuck had I become?

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It Takes Two...or More I was basking in the after glow of a fresh morning of breeding a good boy into a dirty cheating cumslut when my phone buzzed. I glanced over already knowing who the sender must of been and sure enough. my lil Rambo was already sending me a message shortly after getting home. Man that was so crazy! Are you there? ????? I'm here Rambo, I took my time replying, you in trouble? No...lol he's actually still asleep....I think he slept through the whole thing... My instant reaction was dissatisfaction. Half the fun of turning a good boyfriend into a cheating lying fuck hole slut was the moment when the boyfriend finds out. But I guess there's still time, I thought to myself. you still got my cum up your hole boy? I teased Man...yeah... It just keeps coming out....can I call you? Sure Here it comes, I thought and smiled while my cell rang. "Hey" he said. "Hey" I said there was a brief pause as i let him try to figure out what he wanted to say. "Man...I ---" "Ok don't make this awkward. " I bulldozed him. "we've been wanting to fuck for almost a couple months now. Its not a big deal, don't make it one." "Bro...yeah but--" "But nothing. You trying to tell me you didn't like me pummeling your ass all night boy? You came to my door at 1am commando and pushing ur hole out begging for me to ring ur buzzer. " you're poz man. I'm mean what the fuck am I suppose to tell Joseph" I couldn't help but smile inside "Tell him you came over to my place spread open ur boy pussy and begged me to fuck you and then begged me to fill u up with my dirty poz cum not once not twice but three fucking full loads which are still now dripping out ur fuck hole. And then you can tell him the best part of all Rambo. Tell him u want to come back and have more of my fat dick inside you filling you up with cum." There was a long pause. "I got to go" he finally said and he hung up. I laid back having fantasies of him sitting in the bathroom pushing out my virus crying and all the while feeling that hunger for more of the hottest sex he'd ever had. I imagined him fingering himself, feel his hungry spread hole and then feeling the depraved part of him shamed for betraying his boyfriend. I didn't hear from Ram for the rest of the month. I kept my silence and continued to post my regular schedule waiting for the evitable until finally I got a message from Joseph. Hey... He began a promising start Hey handsome. What's going on. I loved acting dumb while images of his cheating moaning boyfriend ran in my head Nothing much what's up with you... Same here just finished showering gonna walk around naked and let my fat dick air out :0!!!! You're so dirty bigguy lol I'm just honest I always knew there was a good reason ram liked u Hahaha and what is the boy up to hes skipped out on this months workouts is he OK? Actually I wanted to ask you...hes been werid lately I mean we don't even talk lately...has he said anything? Other than hes horny 24/7 no nothing. It was a low blow but there are no blows better. Obviously ram would avoid being intimate with Joseph until he either A god the courage to admit hes a cumslut whore B admit he'd been filled with pozz cum and is likely to be infected. And probably C admit that he snuck out in the middle of the night to get fucked and still hadn't the balls to tell his boyfriend. Joseph would mull it over and think maybe his boyfriend just wasn't attracted to him any more after all why would a horny boy not try to have sex. He says that? Joseph asked Oh yeah he's constantly talking about dick n ass. Kinda werid honestly. He may have a problem Did you guys ever do anything? I laughed loudly to myself when u read this. He was suspecting that ram had already fucked with me which was true but I planned to play this fiddle for all it's worth. No no of course not! Hes with you and besides if I was gonna fuck either of you or him, id choose your short tight little bod and ass whih I'd put chest down ass up on my bed getting the fuck of your life for sure. Omg you're horrible lol. I always thought u were more into ram. Ram n I are bros I don't fuck my bros. You though. I would run fuck for miles on you. Lol OK you should stop I have a boyfriend sir. Mmmmcall me sir all you want boy Lol daddy? Yeah that's right I'll be your daddy You're insane lol. Hot and insane Yeah too bad I would never fuck you Wait huh u just said I'm the fuckable one Lol Joseph I guess ram never told you. I'm poz. Omg I'm so sorry Fuck you baby boy. I'm poz and proud. I love being free to fuck and when I fuck raw with my fuck stick its for life. It's a commitment. You'd be mine forever like married with the ring being ur fuck hole Wow... So yeah I layed it on a little thick but come on. This boy was half as smart as Rambo, shorter, tighter and was a real bottom. Making him cheat was gonna be easy. Hey what are you and ram doing tonight Nothing why You boys should come over and hang out at my place we can hang out. I need some pals who I don't fuck with. Ram has been kinda antisocial lately Yeah, probably my fault Huh? We got into a little fight a while ago. Don't tell him I told you but he keeps talking about being horny n wanting to fuck even at times saying he wants to fuck me. And hahaha I'm a top. I don't wanna cause u problems but yeah I kinda told him if he can't keep his hands and words clean then he can't workout with me anymore That's why he stopped going over!!!! I guess he just can't stop being horny Ugh Don't worry he never did anything I just thought I was inappropriate. Don't tell him I told you OK. Keep this our little secret you sexy little buddy? Lol OK....thx for telling me Your welcome boy. You should come over tho we can cook dinner and chat outside. I just built this new addition to the yard makes a great picnic area That sounds cool. Come over! I want a second opinion of how it looks. When? Whenever ure free Well I get out of work at 5pm I could stopshould I bring ram Probably not he probably just be moping the whole time Yeah. Ok sure I'll drop by later today Thanks! The trap was set and when 5 finally rolled around there was little Joseph standing at my door. My dick almost instantly drooled as I knew he would be such an easy turn. I put my big hand on his muscular short shoulder n pulled him in for a hug. "Thanks for coming baby boy!" I squeezed him letting him feel my muscles and to a degree my buldge "Hahaha you know I always knew you were great and ram was just keeping you hidden" "Aw boy thanks" I ushered him in "can I get you anything to drink." "Water thanks! " I poured him a glass and we talked and walked I showed him my house spending extra time in the rooms where Rambo had my cum sprayed all over his chest face and abs. Finally I showed him the bed room. He smield and blushed "So this is where the magic happens" I put my arms on him and rubbed his shoulders making his mouth drop. " yeah" I answered "this is where the magic happens" He moaned a little as my massage rubbed down his back so I let go. "That felt amazing" "For me too. You should let me rub you down." "That sounds waaaaay too sexual bigguy" " call me sir or daddy" "Shutup" "Say it" "....Daddy" "Mmmhm" I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him to me "One more time" "Daddy" . "Daddy want to spread ur boy hole apart and eat it like I stole it" .Joseph pushed me away "Come on stop" " you're right I'm acting the same way ram does Joseph paused "Hes always being so sexual. I guess it just rubbed off on me" "What did he like to do" "He liked to do whatever it takes to get me hard then cuz I can't really hide my boner he'd try to touch it over my pants. " omg" Like perfect cue my boner had arrived at full mast and Joseph was staring almost drooling while he looked at it, speechless. I smiled and grabbed my buldge. Joseph woke up from his trance and laughed nervously. I laughed to break the silence suggesting "OK since rams seen it I guess I can give you a free show follow me out side" As I left the very same bedroom where I had banged Joseph's boyfriend into a poz cum loving cheating slut I threw off my pants showing off the jock strap I was wearing that could barely hold my growing cock. Joseph followed me out side red as a beet and I could hear his heart pounding from several feet away. This boy was mine.he stood outside as I showed him my back yard my cock hanging out the side of the jock and me not even trying to hold it. Finally I turned around. "So what do you think?" He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't muster any words I stepped closer to him " I tried to hold back as best I could Joseph but I want u. I've always wanted you. Ram doesn't appreciate you and maybe I won't either but I want to fuck you right now. I want to eat your hole out so good it would make you cry" Joseph bit his lower lip and I grabbed his arm and pulled him close. my fat dick was pressed up his short abs and lifted him up in an embrace and pinned him to the wall licking his neck . "I want to taste you so bad" I groaned as I licked his neck and felts him give in to the feeling of being wanted. "Fuuuckk" he was moaning and grabbing back on to me. I knew he was begging for attention but also that he wouldn't be as easy turn this quick. I lowered him and unbottoned his jeans and stuck my hand in his underwear around his ass. rubbing his hole with two fat digits. I kissed him wildly as my figers rubbed over his boy hole making him moan and buck. :Good boy" I said and he moaned in reply. "Let daddy eat that hole boy" "Daddy fuck please ,....no stop please" I pulled back instantly. unless he's begging to cheat theres no fun. I walked inside while i saw in my peripheral vision joseph trying to catch his breath. I turned and our eyes met. he wanted me. He needed to be owned and felt. I stretched out my hand to him he reached back and when my fingers wrapped around his wrist I pulled him in and he gave in. "Just rimming okay?" "Just rimming"I responded "Okay" jospeh folded. "And one more thing?" "What?" "While you're moaning you have to daddy and sir" Chills ran all over his body as he nodded. I led Joseph to the bedroom and Places him on the exact same spot where a little over a month ago Ram was when a filled him with his third load. Ram had been on his knees chest down ass up ass completely wreched with his arms pushed out in front of him while I churned his insides making poz cum butter and here was his boyfriend placed on all fours pushing his bare ass back now while i got on my knees to turn him into a cheating cumloving whore. I put my nose and mouth in his crack and inhaled breathing in the heat and clean smell of a good loyal boy. I nearly jizzed just thinking of how much further I would take him then ram. My fat tongue moved from below his balls over his hole and up his crack making the boy's back arch. He moaned and twisted as my tongue pushed into him licking the walls of his ass. He would arch upward on his knees and I grabbed his wrists and pulled him down only coming up for air as I devoured his heart through his hole. Licking and biting and spreading and tongue fucking at one point his face was in the sheets just screaming in exctasy as I kept fucking him with only my tongue. He begged me to stop but I only ate harder. I had every intention of breaking this boy here and now before he had a chance to flee and finally after half an hour of intense tongue fucking his body went limp and he began to push back and enjoy the getting fucked in a way he'd never been fucked before. I stood up and he rolled over on his back. "Oh my god...." he moaned eyes squinted and shaking and twisting his body from side to side "how did you do that." he was covered in goosebumps and reached inbetween his legs to feel his slimy wet hole and his head craned back while he felt his hole. I pushed my two digits against his hole and massaged. "daddy, oh my god, i feel like you just fucked me. " "My dick will feel veven better." and I rubbed my cock head on his hole which like a good bottom began to open for me. He stared at me mouth half open moaning in pulses and eyes wide as my dick sank inch by inch into him raw "Ohbhhhhhhh......fuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk......daa...daaa...daaaddddyyy.." he stared at me as I met a slight resistance with my dick 3/4s the way in, and as I pushed passed reaching even deeper it looked like he was praying hymns of thanks and by the time my balls rested on his hole the boys eyes teared up, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he bit his shaking lip. He began to cry. He tried to hold it in. but tears were flowing and he chest shuddered and it felt like glory. I pounded his hole hard deliberate thrusts and he moaned and cried out and whole while smiling. "You love this don't you boy" "YESSSSSSSSYESSSYESSS" "You....have....never...beeen....fucked....like....this....be.....fore...." I said accenting each thrust allowing gravity too do the most work. "Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" "and you love my fat thick poz cock ringing your buzzer!" He looked back at me crying and moaning "Say you love it" "I love it" "Say you love daddy's poz dick" "I love your poz dick" he was whimpering trying to breath between sobs "say you love me" "I love you daddy' "Say you belong to me" "I'm all yours. all yours daddy.. .. all yours all yours" "Ram doesn't love you like I do" "No...no" he was sobbing "You need daddy's love you need daddy's poz cock" "I need you daddy. I need you!" Just that second I came and filled his hole with a monsterous load. We both growled and yelled as I filled him. and my dick was harder than I had ever felt it before. Something about his boy made me want to not only turn him but ruin him for every other dick so it would never compare to this fuck. I contnued to fuck my cum into him "Oh my god you're still hard. " I just smiled and and ginded my hips and cum into him . I was gonna take my time and enjoy this short lil boy. i was goning to convert him right now for sure. I slowly rhythmically beat his hole and we kissed. His tears and stopped and he was in euphoria and his moaning was like music and I was the conductor. I tuned him with my cock. deep trhust high pitch fast pace lowered it. grinding it made it breathy and slam thrust made it deep legato. I was mozart composing a symphony and this boy's coversion was all i focused on. I moved his legs turning him to his side then over to his stomach without removing my cock. his little body under mine molded how ever I move dhim. I was pulling up his hips so his chest would be down and ass up and I continued to pound him. Hard fast slow deep. when my groin met his ass it sounded like clapping and all the while joseph was singing in moans. in the middle of deep rooting i was clapping his ass quite hard and rhythmically when I began to feel him shiver and shake. his whole body was coverd in goosebumps again alll down his back and his ass and legs and his head shot up. His ass cheeks were practically vibrating underme and the walls of his ass were squeezing my cock on every angle. I wrapped him under his arms arching his whole back and pulling him toward me diving in as deep as every inche would go and his anal orgasm began. He lost complete control and began spraying cum as his whole body shook and his hole was squeezing hard and rapidly beyond control he tried to scream daddy but before he knew it he had stopped cumming and started pissing i held him as he lost complete control and emptied himself on to the bed. when he was finally finished i let him slide off my cock onto the cum and piss covered sheets and he layed there shaking moaning and trembling. I flipped him over. He was mostly limp, but his hole was a blinking tunnel. I saw my pozz cum caking the deeper insides and I jacked my hard on against his open hole and as I unloaded another time. I sunk into him and he arched his back upward and thensank as I fucked him deeply for another 10 minutes until my soft cock fell out. The boy was spent but his training was not over. Over the next few hours I called an dposted on various websited and apps posting about a jock cum dump taking all loads. No load refused. By the time the sun set, not counting the 2 loads I gave him. Joseph had been filled 7 times with questionable cum. He moaned the whole time and not once did he say stop or no. and the end of it he slept. I edited video and photo on my phone. I thought of the two boys now broken. I sighed satisfied and felt my own cock grow wanting just a little bit more.