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The only question I ask is: 'how many loads in you?' If they don't know.....who cares as long as the lube in their ass is anon cum. If they give a number...better. I now know they're indeed a cumdump that keeps track, a bit like me. I get extra horned, hearing a higher load number. I have a bit of an obsession fucking cumdump hole. I'm a numbers kind of pig and do keep a tally, in my head, of the higher loaded mankunts I've had the pleasure of breeding over the years. There's nothing better than unloading in a mankunt full of anon loads.

Chapter 19 The Kid was still on his knees servicing guys that walked up to him. One had the Kid’s head and was roughly skull fucking him. The Kid was gaging on the rough throat fucking he was getting. One of the other guys that had been using the Kid’s mouth said “ Wait a minute, stand up Kid “. When the Kid stood up the guy that was in his mouth bent him back over and started the throat fucking again. In this position he was able to get more of the cock down the Kid’s throat and the Guy’s nuts were banging on his chin. The guy behind him aimed his cock at the Kid’s very pink and bruised hole and rammed up inside him, The Kid screamed around the cock in his mouth but all that could be heard was a muffled sound. It felt like a pole stabbing his very core. The two guys went to work assaulting the Kid at both ends. If it wasn’t for all the Chems he had up him it would have felt like a very painful brutal attack, but, in this case something dark and twisted inside him was enjoying it. Parts of his insides and soul were alive like never before. He knew he would feel this for a few days and hoped the excitement would last forever. Both these guys were sadistic and wanted to make sure the youngster was ruined for vanilla sex. Little did they know he was already past that point before he came to this park. He had hoped he would get to fuck some ass tonight, but it looked like it was his ass that was getting all the fucking. He was alright with that since he did get his nut earlier and now that craving in his ass was in control and would not be denied. Both guys stared breathing hard and grunting as they plowed the Kid at both ends. They didn’t have the rhythm as the guys earlier, in this case it was more chaotic and vicious. Each guy was only interested in his pleasure. The Guy in front of the Kid moaned and cut loose a strong and overdue climax. His orgasm lasted a short time, but the Kid thought it was forever because he couldn’t get a breath and was concerned he might suffocate. He was gasping when the guy behind him said “ Oh yeah, take it you little fag “ and started pumping furiously in the Kid’s tender cum chute. The Kid could feel the strong throbs as the guy unloaded in his ass. In between gasps and panting like a bitch dog in heat, the Kid was whimpering and saying “ Oh yes. Every drop, knock me up, please make it hurt more”. The Kid was now into the sadistic side of gay sex and wanted to experience everything. The Guy finished unloading in the Kid’s loose and sloppy hole and pulled out. He slapped the Kid’s as and got rewarded with a loud yelp. Not to pass up on an opportunity, the guy delivered a couple stronger slaps on the Kid’s ass cheeks. His hand imprint was clearly visible, and the Kids ass was stinging. The guy moved to the side and another guy put his cock in the Kid’s ass. It was a very welcome feeling, It wasn’t that big but it did help with the itch in the Kid’s backside. The Kid was concentrating on the good feeling and forgot about the When the guy bottomed out and his groin hit the Kid’s butt cheeks, the stinging on his butt cheeks reminded him of the swats he had received. The Guy was also gyrating against the Kids cheeks. His course hair was rubbing the tender shin of the freshly spanked ass causing some discomfort. The Kid couldn’t do much but stay there and take it. Another guy came to the Kid’s head and forced his limp cock in the Kid’s mouth. This cock tasted nasty and dirty. The Kid was trying to get past the taste when he looked up and saw the guy that had rages on and looked like he hadn’t showered in a long time. He smelled terrible. He had heard that homeless guys roamed around here but never saw one until now. The Guy’s cock started to grow and the guy said “ Cummon punk. Get daddies cock hard so he can knock you up “. The Guy was talking to the one behind him like he knew him. The Kid realized that the one behind him might have been a homeless guy also. The guy was obviously enjoying what the Kid was doing. The Kid did what he was told, and the guy stared squirting his cum in the Kid’s mouth and throat. It tasted salty and not verry good, the Kid wasn’t sure why. He realized that the guy had a mix of cum and piss he was putting in the Kid’s throat and making him swallow all of it. The guy behind him stared shaking and then the Kid felt those familiar throbs of a cock exploding in his ass. The homeless guy up his ass said “ I haven’t shot in a young cunt like this one for a while “. The one that just came in his mouth said “ you need to come to the encampment, let all the Guys enjoy this. I know a couple women that would enjoy you also “.

Same set-up, but this time it was him bent over the massage table being a total bottom boi, even used a cock sheaf on his hole to stretch him open more. Hadn't cum in a week, such a relief unloading my balls deep in him. Then he sucked my dick clean as I played with his nipples and he sprayed his load all over the floor.

It began, as so many encounters do, online. I had been asked to travel for work to another city in my state. It isn't very far from my own city - about an hour - but traffic sucks and the drive can be a nightmare. My boss was open to footing the bill, so I figured I would take advantage of having a free hotel room for a few nights. About a week ahead of time I went on BBRT and set up a local party in the new city (I did the same on Sniffies and specified that condoms would not be allowed). Now, as a big chubby guy I accept that I'm not everyone's cup of tea. I also know that not everyone on BBRT looks at the local parties list. So, a few days before my trip I began browsing all the guys at my destination. I had three criteria: they had to be a top (or versatile top), they had to include chubs in their "into" list, and they had to have been online in the past week. I craft a message to let them know I'm coming to town and hosting, then I send that note as a canned message to everyone who meets my criteria. Over the years I've reached out to dozens - hundreds - of guys. Percentage-wise my hit rate is barely into the double digits, if that. But it doesn't take a whole lot of time, and every additional guy I can get to come out is an additional load for my hungry holes. Naturally, I took the same approach while getting ready for this trip. Scrolling through page after page I would Oink and then send the canned message to every top who was into chubs and had been online in the past week. I sent messages to negative guys, and negative guys on PrEP, and undetectable guys. I don't discriminate against anyone who wants to pump a load into my hole. Then I came across his profile: A big, gorgeous cock front and center in his profile pic. So I looked inside. Was he a top? Yes. Was he into chubs? Yes! Had he been online in the past week? Why, he was online right now! Without another thought I hit the Oink button. And that's when I saw it: He had set 'Your status' to 'Don't Care' and his own status simply said 'Positive'. I felt my hole twitch involuntarily and my cock got slightly hard as I read the words. My brain froze momentarily as I wrestled with whether to send him a message. My profile says that I'm negative and on PrEP, but I lied. Negative yes, but PrEP? Never! Before I had a chance to decide, my messages lit up. It was him! He thanked me for the oink and told me that I had just the kind of ass he loved to breed. My hole twitched again and my cock got a little harder. As it turned out, he lived further from my destination than he did from my own city. He had chosen the other city as home because he frequented it for work. I'm in a situation where I am caring for my elderly father in my home, so no way can I host. But this guy could. He was checking all my boxes but that one word in his profile made me hesitate for some reason - even though I was obviously turned on by it! I explained to him that I was going to be traveling on business, figuring that might give me an out and let me delay long enough to get comfortable with the idea of meeting him - and being bred by him. And, as it turned out, he did not have plans to be in my destination city while I was staying there. Just as I thought I might be off the hook, he hit me with, "Come over tonight." My breath caught in my throat. My cock was at full attention now. But my father - I couldn't leave him alone. Before I even realized what I was doing, I had texted my home healthcare worker to see if he was free for the evening. He was. I had to have that gorgeous cock inside me regardless of his status! But there was no denying it. My hole thirsted for his poz load as much as it hungered for his cock. So, finally I messaged back. "Tonight works. What time?" We agreed that I would get to his house around 7 o'clock. It was about a 45-minute drive and I had an hour and a half. Perfect. I started by slamming a shot of whiskey to calm my nerves. Without it I might not even have gotten into the shower! I went into my room and closed the door. Taking my brown bottle from my nightstand drawer, I took two mighty huffs. My head spun and I had to steady myself for a moment, but at least now I had the nerve to get ready. In the blink of an eye I was showered, cleaned out, and dressed. The home healthcare worker arrived right on time, and at 6:15 I left the house - to get knocked up. The realization crashed over me like a tsunami and I had to steady myself for a moment against the car. I pulled a small flask from my jacket pocket and took a hit. Not enough to impair my driving, to be sure. It was such a small sip that the effect may have been more a placebo than anything. But it worked, and in a few short minutes I had left my driveway and pointed my car toward his place. I arrived in his driveway at the stroke of 7:00. I took another swig from my flask and hit the brown bottle a few more times before I stepped out and walked up to his door. The guy who answered was good-looking, tall and blond with a clean-shaven face. I guessed him to be in his mid-40s. He wore grey gym shorts and a t-shirt. "Come on in," he said with a grin. Nervously I stepped through the door and he closed it behind me. No sooner had it latched than he leaned in and kissed me. "Nervous, I see," he said. He had either smelled or tasted the alcohol on my breath. "Yeah," I admitted sheepishly. "I don't blame you," he responded. "But you're on PrEP, so the chances of you getting it are pretty low." If only he knew, I thought. Then, out loud, I asked him, "Where to?" "Follow me," he replied, and led me to a bedroom at the back of the house. There was a TV mounted on the wall and on it a video of guys fucking bareback. The top had a biohazard symbol tattooed on his hip. Below the TV was a low dresser. On it were various toys, bottles of lube, and little brown bottles too. I spied my all-time favorite, which I could never find in the stores I went to. I immediately picked it up and took a long huff. "Better?" he asked with a chuckle. A wave of relaxation washed over me. "Oh yeah." I replied. To show him just how much better, I took off my shirt and unbuckled my pants. "A man of action," he said, grinning. "My kinda guy." With that he peeled off his t-shirt before dropping his shorts to the floor. He was commando underneath and his beautiful cock sprang upward, standing at attention as he straightened. I was transfixed. As best I could judge he was almost 9 inches long and very thick - maybe 6 inches around. It was a rare occasion that I took something that large, though I was confident I could handle it. With some more hits from the little brown bottle, of course. I dropped my own pants - I was also commando underneath - and dropped to my knees. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth and flicked at the underside with my tongue. He moaned quietly as a drop of precum dribbled onto my tongue. Encouraged, I took another hit from the brown bottle with his tip still in my mouth. As the effects kicked in I slid my head down his shaft toward his stomach, until I had engulfed his entire length with my throat. Alas, his thickness prevented me from being able to tickle his balls with my tongue the way I like. "Fuck!" he muttered. He obviously approved of my oral talents. I slid my throat back and forth for a few moments until I could no longer breathe. I moved backward and his saliva-covered cock sprung free. Without a word he grabbed me under my arms and lifted me from the floor. "This is gonna happen quick," he growled. He pushed me onto the bed, placing my now cock-starved hole at just the right height. Grabbing a bottle of lube from the dresser behind him, he squeezed a drop into his hand and massaged it onto my pucker, slipping two fingers inside for good measure. He worked them in and out a few times, opening me up for the assault I was about to undergo. The tip of his cock pressed on my finger. Well-lubed with liquor and poppers and - well, lube - it opened greedily to admit him. With one fluid motion he slid easily inside me until he was buried to the hilt. I could not recall in that moment the last time my ass was so full of cock. I loved it! Hearing no objections from me, he placed my calves on his pecs, grabbed my legs and began pounding. He held nothing back. "I've wanted this ass since the moment I laid eyes on it," he snarled as he impaled me over and over. In between grunts of pleasure I managed to reply, "I can say the same about that cock." He lasted considerably longer than I expected. Not that I was complaining - I'd have gladly lay like that all night while he stretched my hole over and over. But alas, at last his thrusts eased and he looked me in the eyes. "Where do you want my load?" he asked. My head was swimming. I had been overcome with lust. There was only one answer - the natural answer. "Cum in my ass!" I moaned. His massive cock began twerking inside my hole as it spilled a huge load of cum deep in my guts. Instinctively I squeezed tight around him so I could feel the pulses better, but also ensure that hot, toxic load stayed inside me when he finally slipped out. And slip out he did. But he wasn't done with me. He walked around to the side of the bed and motioned to his still-erect cock. "Clean it off," he ordered. I was in no state of mind to refuse - not that I ever refuse when a top wants to go from my ass to my mouth - so I leaned over and took that glorious shaft balls-deep in my mouth again. My tongue slithered around it, making sure to completely clean it of all the ass juices, lube and cum that had accumulated. At last he stepped back and withdrew from my mouth. "That - was - amazing," he panted. "Fuck yeah it was," I replied with a grin. Any nerves I had felt about his status before had melted away. His toxic load was now brewing deep inside me. "Stay the night?" he asked. "I can go a few more rounds with a little break in between." I looked at the clock. Not quite a half hour had elapsed since I walked through his door, and already I was incubating his DNA. "I have some time," I said. He climbed on the bed and we cuddled as we watched the porn on the TV. Poz top after poz top bred bottom after bottom. Most of the bottoms begged for it, and the tops were equally verbal. The dialog was a huge turn-on for me, and I was about to reach for his stiffening cock when he said, "Roll over." I did as I was told, rolling over onto my stomach to expose my freshly fucked - and pozzed - hole. In a flash he was balls-deep inside me again, piledriving me into the mattress. At this angle his cock hit my prostate just right, and I felt the precum running from my own cock as his relentlessly pounded my hole. Taking a cue from the movie I moaned, "Fuck yeah! Give me that poz load!" "You want my toxic cum in your slutty hole?" he responded. "Fuck yeah, give it to me!" My little experiment worked. Soon his cock stiffened inside my ass and once again I felt the telltale pulses that told me I was taking another poz load from him. He let out a gasp as he collapsed on my back. We lay like that for a while before he rolled off of me and onto his back on the bed beside me. Needing no instruction this time I slid down and took his softening cock in my mouth, once again giving it a thorough cleaning. By now another hour had elapsed. I needed to get home to relieve the healthcare worker. I slid off the bed, careful not to let any of his precious seed drip from my hole. As he watched me, he said, "Take one of the plugs from the dresser. Keep my DNA in you all night. You can return it when you come back for Round 2 tomorrow." I think I surprised him when I selected one of the larger ones and slid it easily into my cum-filled hole. I got dressed and he saw me to the door. "Same time tomorrow," he said. "We've started you down the path, gotta make sure it sticks." I tentatively agreed - after all, my availability depended on the home healthcare worker - said good-bye and made the long drive home. The plug shifted inside my ass each time I made a turn or drove over a bump. By the time I got home it was all I could do not to rush my father's sitter out the door so I could go into my bathroom and jerk off. Wouldn't you know, the home healthcare worker was available the next night! I hurriedly packed for my trip after work and once again headed over to take more toxic cum. Another seventeen guys took their turns in my holes over the next few nights - my best showing of any business trip - and not one had any inkling that I had been taking poz loads for two days before I arrived. I visited my new friend several more times over the following weeks, and each time he bred me two or three times before sending me home. I just got back from the doctor and he will be happy to hear that it did 'stick', to use his words. I am now part of the brotherhood.

I paused so he lifted his right arm and instinctively I licked his pit. “I want your DNA inside me, your masculine cum”. He didn’t say anything but lifted his left arm and I licked every bit of sweat. “I want you to make me pregnant”. He told me to sniff the poppers and his chest. I inhaled the musk and poppers deeply. “I NEED to get pregnant”. He replied “good boy” and started to lick my hole. His tongue went deep inside me causing such a rush. The feeling was intense. He stood up with me at his feet looking up at his mighty weapon. “You want this inside you” he asked unscrewing the poppers. “Please sir, raw sir”. I sniffed deep his chest and poppers intoxicating. “You ready to be my dumb twink cumbucket, too stupid to ask my status?”. With that I flipped round with my smooth twink ass in the air. “Fill me daddy, make me yours, make me pregnant”. He didn’t need a second invitation. With that he slid into my hole, slowly at first to let me get used to his size then he picked up the pace pumping hard for a bit. I moaned so much at the pleasure such a muscular hairy alpha breeding me. He slowed down and asked “you like this meaty cock inside you?”. I replied “I love it, finally a real man inside me, you’re the biggest I’ve had”. He let me sniff the poppers and said “so you like this poz cock inside you, filling you?”. I moaned “yes daddy, breed me daddy, fill me daddy”. He replied mockingly “aww, should I pull out, save you from conversion?” I begged “no daddy, fill me, breed me, POZ ME SIR”. He picked up the pace, pumping harder and harder. “What do you want?” he growled. “Your poz cum, your DNA, your seed inside me”. I could feel his cock swell inside me and I knew it was the point of no return “infect me sir”. He exploded, growling and releasing rope after rope of poz cum inside me. The impact made me cum hands free for the first time ever. “Thank you sir!” He replied “welcome lad, you’ll always remember the today, my alpha seed inside you”. I thanked him for making me a man.

The top. He's young, maybe 18 or 19. Slim, fair skin with mousey brown hair cut fairly short in a college boy style. His pink nipples look dark against the pale skin of his taught chest. His cock is about six inches, fairly slim and uncut. He's fully erect and the head has revealed itself fully. It points skyward. At the base is a sparse mess of fair public hair which only lightly covers his scrotum. I noticed as he undressed and bent down to remove his jeans from a pair of smooth pale legs that he had a taught well formed arse. He's standing now looking at me and his eyes drop to look at my cock several times. He is shivering slightly. Partly in apprehension at his first time being with a man and also because he knows my status. The bottom. I feel nervous and slightly ashamed as I take my clothes off infront of this man. I've never been with another man before. I've desired to, often, but never had the courage before. However my desire for sex had become overwhelming this summer. I'd always known I was gay but, was always too scared and too shy to ever pursue anything further. Now, here I am in front of this fully grown man. Naked I feel very vulnerable, apprehensive, scared even but more than anything turned on. He is alot older than me. Forty, maybe even fifty. His hair is cropped and he has a short dark beard. I can't stop looking at his hard cock. I've never seen another man's cock fully erect in person. I saw loads in the boys changing room at school but they weren't hard. A few times other boys caught me looking at them. They would whisper and snigger when they caught me looking and I was always embarrassed and leave the changing room as quickly as possible. I've seen hard cocks on the porn sites and dreamt of touch one, tasting one, filling my mouth and tasting cum. I'd dreamt of having a guy fucking me until he came inside me but, they'd only been dreams and desires. Now here I was actually infront of a man with a huge hard cock. It was hard for me. I want it desperately. I know he is positive. Its what attracted me to his profile. He told me the first time we chatted on the site he was detectable. I want it. I don't know why but, feel I need it. I won't be complete without it. The top. I move forward and put my hands on his shoulders pulling him toward me. His skin is warm and soft. He's compliant and let's me take control. I move my mouth towards his and we kiss. His lips are soft like a woman's. I push my tongue into his mouth and taste him and he reciprocates by pushing his tongue into mine. I can feel his young cock prodding my stomach and mine leaking precum on him. The bottom. He reaches for me and pulls me towards him. We kiss I've never kissed anyone like this before, it feels wonderful. His hands are slipping down my back now towards my arse. He has large hands and it feels like they cover my cheeks completely as he pulls me towards him. I can feel his cock pressing against my belly and wetness dripping from him. I reach for his arse and pull him towards me. I want him to take me, fuck me, breed me with his seed, make me whole. The top. I pull him towards me, my palms on his arse. He feels good. My tongue is still exploring his mouth and now I pull apart his buttocks a slide my right hand down the crack of his arse, feeling for his virgin hole. The bottom. He's touching my hole. It feels so good, so intimate. I reach for his cock. I can barely get my hand round it. I feel the end and his precum. Feeling the warm wet fluid of another man feels so good. I cup his large balls in my hand. There full of his seed, the seed that will soon be in my body. The top. His hole is so tight. I remove my hand and wet the middle finger with saliva and place it back at his hole. His hands are caressing my cock and balls and as I insert my finger into him he sqeezes my cock tightly and sighs. The bottom. OMG he's inside me. His finger probing my hole. I've dreamed of moments like this. *****To be continued ****

I’m scheduled for my second dose tomorrow. But I’m still going to avoid the zoo until they come out with boosters to ward off baboons, gibbons and pygmy marmosets.

Back in the day, as a young and hung college age lad, I discovered adult bookstore gloryholes and the pleasure of expert cocksuckers. Inevitably some bottom slut backed up on my cock and I and from then on I'd breed as many gloryhole sluts I could find. I didn't really reciprocate except for maybe the occasional tug when a cock came thru the hole; I was young and always horny so I was always looking to fuck an ass or throat. As time went by I began to experiment reciprocating and now I love bottoming for young studs at bookstores; giving them access to a hot throat or ass pussy. Seems like a generational passing of the torch, lol. Can anyone relate? God, I still love gloryholes almost exclusively for play. I wish I'd started offering my ass at a gloryhole years ago.

You miss my point. First, let's presume that no sane teacher anywhere is exposing children under 10 to "any depiction, description, or simulation of sexual activity, any lewd or lascivious depiction or description of human genitals". I think that's fair. In that case, why are they really making this law? To make it illegal for teachers to discuss "any topic involving gender identity, gender dysphoria, transgenderism, sexual orientation, or related subjects". Which, in the context of materials intended for children under 10, means material such as "Daddy's Roommate" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daddy's_Roommate) But basically ALL materials for children under 10 that portray ANY kind of "STRAIGHT" relationship portray a (cis-hetero) gender identity in completely comparable terms and contexts. Cis-hetero gender identity is completely pervasive in nearly every context to which they are exposed. These materials would be just as illegal under the proposed law. But they are "programming" or "grooming" children to be straight rather than gay, bi, non-binary, trans, or rainbow unicorn. So no one would ever prosecute it.

Glory holes have always been a part of my sex life with Men, but never really transitioned from top to bottom with Men, always as a bottom. i discovered my first GH's as a young kid when i'd just go in the restroom and sit and read the wall, full of desire and need, but too afraid and repressed to act on my desires. Some of my earliest sex with Guys was under bathroom stall walls, i got bred that way a lot. GH sex has been a staple in my life right up till the pandemic hit. There's something very focused about GH sex, it's simple, uncomplicated. Usually always starts out as cock sucking, but i always offer my ass. Some take it, some do not. Then there is the middle ground where i suck, then do a quick turn around and mount th Man presenting His hard cock through the wall, and sometimes can feel the surprise of the Man on the other side. Sometimes they withdraw and let me know they only wanna be sucked, but other times i have felt a moment of hesitation when they get something they did not expect, but cannot help themselves and end up getting into the fuck. It's an almost palpable feeling to feel Him go from hesitation to full on fuck and breed.

Love this feeling!

Hey fellow bottom! i am staying at All Worlds this year (always been CCBC in the past and thought I'd try something different for the hell of it) unil the 31st. Arrived on Wednesday and have been slutting it up. ALready gave a public blow job to a muscle bear and drank his load and got fucked and fisted at the resort.

I got vaccinated today at Emmanuel Church in Portland today. The people there were sooo nice and they provided food for anyone getting vaccinated, huge to go container of chicken teriyaki with egg rolls. Delicious and convenient. Feels good to finally get the first shot. All totally free.

Keep the fire burning guys. Here is Australia, i'm truly lucky. Have most of the market to myself. Love breeding white guys, and yes, most guys just become addicted. Currently i have 35 regulars, mostly white, incl 11 married guys (all white). One of the married guys just lives down the road, met him at a nearby cruising spot. He pretends to be walking the dog yet he comes over to get my load at least 3 times a week. I fuck all my guys raw (as should be) and maintain a strict "no questions asked" policy. No one ever does anyway, they are all grateful to be on my roster and getting what they crave the most. Oh and i never pull out, i have to pump my DNA deep inside your guts.

Finally!!! Good to be "home", amongst like minded thinkers (and fellow [banned word]). Well hung, very freaky versatile black Daddy. 200% into the bareback lifestyle. Australia based Proud porn and sex addict, i'm totally controlled by my lust. No questions asked, no regrets. Raw is Law. Nothing should ever stop the breeding

I discovered adult bookstores and glory holes when I moved to a big city. I was staying with my parents at the time. In the morning, I would go out submitting job applications, then I would hit the glory holes, sucking cocks for about 2 hours before going back home. My parents were so proud that I was spending so much time looking for work. But, I wasn't a dead beat. I found a job rather quickly, then got my own apartment, but I was addicted to sucking cock, and I continued to hit the glory holes almost every day.

I recently meet up with a guy at a little used park near my home. We parked our cars so that it blocked any view of anyone else and stripped naked in an open field. He was nervous but I was so hungry for his cock that I didn’t care. I sucked the hell out of his cock and swallowed every drop that he pumped into my mouth. It was very hot. I can’t even adequately describe how so sexy it was.

As a teenager living in Orange County CA. I came across many homeless types. Back then, mid 1970's , things weren't as locked up and no surveillance cameras around. I used to like to explore abandoned buildings. There I would find homeless men. I would make a deal with them, being under age, if I gave them money to buy me some booze, I'd give them enough so they could get a bottle or two for themselves. There was one empty old warehouse along a rail spur and a McDonalds close by. I could get a bag of big macks and offer those too. After some booze and food, most of them were very receptive to getting head and or ass.

I'm sure it's true that Total Tops (i.e., guys that have never had a Cock up their ass, and never will) are quite rare. I think guys that almost always Top will, given certain met-criteria, will allow it though. That criteria can be limited only to the Top's imagination, sense of connection, his particular ways of increasing/magnifying his Lusts, where he places himself on the ladder of sexual depravity, all kinds of things. Men who have become "free" of cultural baggage can manage to find all kinds of sexual acts empowering. I think it's all in the mind. The variable that goes unanswered is probably not answerable, since virtually all guys focus on what's important to them first, and only secondarily what may be important to the guy he's mating with at the moment.

I don’t go out often anymore but when I do I make the most of it. I’m at the bathhouse for 12-14 hours. Most of my time is in the dark room. Preferably in the sling. My high score is 34 loads (help me beat it). It’s always hard to nut after a night of partying but I always make sure to drop a load in another pig before I leave.

For those who want a funny note on a tuesday night: Monday morning, on my way to work I.ve got a message from a guy nearby via grindr. He reacted to my profile in which i am looking for anonymous cumdumps waiting face down ass up to get a load. He sent some pictures over and was a real,horny, supercute twink. I asked him to keep his front door ajar en wait for me blindfolded, face down ass up. Went to his place and he was incredible hot. His ass was like heaven and he moaned in a very horny way driving me crazy. Fucked him good en left him with a two day load, so after I fucked him his ass was leaking cum. Went back to my car (5 minutes walk) to return to work and noticed that i forgot my car keys. 😁. Had to go into a meeting soon so was in a little panic. Returned to the guy’s home and his front door was still unlocked. Went in (even without knocking 🤓) and he was still on his sofa, nude, jerking off. He looked shocked when i came in again unexpectedly and he smiled at me in the most cutest way possible. I took my car keys and left. The ban was broken, my anon cumdump saw my face! When i arrived at my car he already informed when i could go back to fuck him as he enjoyed my dick so much. Again a new horny twink cumdump boy to add to my list of regulars 👌

I woke up. Apparently I passed out at some point to where Ethan and I were in a bed of black satin sheets with him nuzzling at my neck and him still rocking his dick in and out of my hole. He sensed I was waking up and flexed his cock in my making me groan in pleasure. I turned my head and kissed him thanking me for making me pass out from a rough fuck which always has been a fantasy of mine. "You're welcome babe I was so horned up I couldn't stop myself from plowing you so hard." He told me he didn't stop fucking me even after I passed out and he moved me to al the spots in his room and fucked me. He said I would have to watch the video footage later, surprising me that he had cameras all over his playroom. We laid there making out while he kept fucking me and I could feel him start to get harder and I knew he was about to load me up. "Here comes love, get ready for load number eight." I was shocked and turned on even more that he loaned me that much. I felt the cum shooting into my hole and it took me over the top and I felt myself cum at the same time. We stayed together for what felt like hours until Ethan slid out of me with a wet pop.I rolled over and lifted my legs up so I didn't waste a single drop of Ethan's charged load and for good measure started to finger my hole to push his load in me deeper and scratched my insides to make sure his load would do its job. When he slid his fingers out he showed me the nice coating of cum as well as a nice pink tint and I grabbed his fingers and slid them into my mouth to clean them off. I was ready for a shower but didn't want to lose a drop of cum so I asked Ethan to get a buttplug for me. He went over to the play room and came back with the biggest plug he had and worked it deep into my hole keeping me nice and full and not spilling a drop. We got up from the bed and went to his bathroom and I was shocked to see a huge rainfall shower in his bathroom. He heated up the water nicely and we stepped inside and we were once again all over eachother kissing and groping all parts of each other's body. It made me feel like I was living in a dream but I knew it wasn't one when Ethan reached for the plug and gave it a nice twist inside. We finished our shower and went back to his bed where he pulled his laptop and pulled up the video feeds of his playroom cameras. I sat there hard as a rock while watching the love of my life plowing my ass in many different areas and positions while I was completely passed out. Ethan was twisting the plug in me making me moan as I watched and it was good we didn't have any blankets over us because I was leaking pre cum all over his bed. He handed me the laptop and I held it while he slid down and took my aching cock in his mouth down to the root. I moaned more telling him I was already so close to cumming some of my last neg load. He sped up his sucking and added more motions to the plug in my hole driving me crazy to where I had to set his laptop down because I was shaking too much and feared dropping it on his head. As I was just about to shoot in his mouth I grabbed his head and shoved his head all the way down and yelled for him to CHOKE ON MY NEG LOAD!!! He came off my cock after what felt like forever and only after making sure every drop of my neg cock was milked out and I was super sensitive. Ethan smiled at me with a cheeky grin telling me that he needed to unload one more load of his poz babies before we went to sleep for the night. With that he warned me that he was going to pull the butt plug out hard to make sure there was extra damage to my hole and I bent down with my ass up ready for him. Ethan gave the plug one final twist before pulling it out with all his might causing me to scream into his sheets. Ethan quickly shoved his dick in my abused hole causing me to scream more which quickly turned into a whimper then into moans of pure bliss. He pounded my hole without restraint like before and I could feel his cock getting harder and knew he was about to dump another load of poz cum in me. He slammed into me one last time causing me to see stars and he growled in my ear to take his poz babies and I felt the warmth of his load in me. When he was finished he was breathing harder than I was but I didn't want him to pull out so we both schooched up to the top of his bed and he wrapped his arms around me and said he loved me and his heart was whole once more until we both fell asleep. part 5 cumming soon

“First off, working summer camp sucks. You think it’s this fun magical place of just fucking around and drinking beer with no real grown ups around, but it it’s just hard work. I was at this camp in Pennsylvania, up in the woods. It was really a lot of making sure kids didn’t drown swimming in the lake or shoot their friends with arrows. I still liked it, and it was good money. “The one benefit of beign outside in the heat all day was all of the guys running around shirtless. Every guy councilor had cut all his uniform shirts up to have no sleeves, or be cropped around his chest. It was all these cute college boys’ and couple guys my age just running around undressed all summer. It’s a wonder my cock ever went down honestly. I would jerk off every single night in the staff showers thinking about those guys. “We had just finished the first session at the start of July and we had one weekend with no campers before the next one started. Theoretically it was to clean up the camp and get the bunks ready but no one gave a shit really, not even the head councilors. It was just an excuse to get drunk around the bonfire and not have to worry about kids for a couple of days. The first night without campers we had this massive bonfire going. All of the councilors were there. Someone had gone into town and brought back just an obscene amount of beer. I’d never been much of a drinker in high school but I wanted to seem cool so I slowly sipped on my first beer, nursing it to not get too drunk. “I ended up sitting next to this guy Todd, who I hadn’t really talked with much before. He was assigned to a couple of bunks on the far side of camp so our paths just didn’t cross much. I remember thinking how cute he was. He had this adorable boyish face, and blonde hair the fell over his forehead in a little swoop. He was a year or two older than me, but he didn’t really look it. Tall, and thin, he always wore a cropped off shirt that showed a tight stomach and a wild looking happy trail. I knew some of the girl campers had had big crushes on him and I didn’t blame them. He was the perfect adorable kinda guy. “We chatted and stat around the fire. He was nice, it was fun to just talk to him. I didn’t realise I had started drinking a little more freely and found myself drunk for the first time. It was sometime around midnight when I excused myself. I was scared that my lowered inhibitions would give away my attractions to Todd, and didn’t want to risk it. I staggered back to my cabin and grabbed my shower stuff. “The showers for the staff were kinda private. These wooden buildings with high windows, and a bunch of stalls along one wall. None of them had doors, and the curtains were all too small so they only partly covered the opening each stall. I went to the very last one, and stripped off. I was completely hard already just thinking about Todd and how cute he looked in the fire light. I imagined what it would have been like to kiss him and started rubbing my dick as I got under the water. “Usually I was pretty careful, but I guess being drunk I wasn’t keeping as close a look out as I normally did. I didn’t hear Todd come into the shower building. I didn’t hear anything actually till he said from right outside the curtain, ‘hey, you left kinda fast, just wanted to make sure you’re ok man.’ “I fucking froze. I was still hard as a rock but I didn’t dare move. I just stood there with my hard cock in my hand and stammered, ‘yeah, uuuh, yeah I’m ok.’ “’You sure?’ He sort of peeked to the side of the curtain, and we made direct eye contact. His eyes flicked down, there was absolutely no hiding what I was doing, my face went bright red and I tried to turn away. ‘Oh, I guess you’re doing just fine. I’ll leave you to it,’ he paused for a second, ‘unless you need a hand.’ Then he was around the curtain, and standing right in front of me. ‘Look, if I’m wrong just tell me and I’ll go away, but I really don’t think that I am.’ He reached into the water and took wrapped his hand around mine, moving it so I was stroking my dick again. “’Are you…’ I remember asking him, but still being too nervous to actually say the word gay. “’Yeah. Are you?’ “’I think so. I’ve never done anything with, well with anyone.’ He was still holding my hand and moving it slowly along my hard cock. “’We should change that.’ He reached up his other hand and pulled me out of the water by the back of my head. He kissed me. His tongue was suddenly inside my mouth, and it was bliss. I was already dizzy from the beers but this just added to it. My head was spinning. I couldn’t believe it when he broke our kiss and pulled his shirt off. I’d never seen his chest, just his abs under his cropped shirt. He had the thin narrow chest of a naturally skinny guy, with perky brown nipples. This little tiny patch of blond hair grew right in the middle of his chest, but it was nothing compared to the brown swath of hair that covered his stomach disappearing into his cut off shorts. Then those were gone too, hung up on the hook on the wall with my clothes. Todd stood before me, looking like my dream man at the time, in nothing but a pair of bulging briefs. He kissed me again, and as he did he slipped off the briefs too. “He pushed us under the water. My hands finally moved from my sides to run up his back. I started to feel his body as streams of warm water flowed over us. He kissed my neck, then my chest, and slowly sank to his knees. I didn’t know what to expect but I almost shouted when he licked my cock head. I put my hand over my mouth to keep from making any noise that would give us away and he just looked up at me and grinned. He swallowed me cock, bobbing his head forwards and back. Jesus Christ it felt good. I really quickly felt myself getting close. I panted and whispered to him that I was going to shoot. He just kept sucking. I was getting too close to the edge. I couldn’t help it. I twisted my fingers in his hair and I shot my load down his throat. “I remember apologizing to him for cumming in his mouth. He just stood up and kissed me again, his mouth still tasted like my load. ‘That was amazing,’ he said, ‘thanks.’ “I looked at him for a long moment and said, ‘oh, are we done?’ “He had this really cute laugh. ‘Only if you want to be. I just figured you’d gotten off so…’ “’But you haven’t.’ I took him by the shoudlers and turned us around so his back was now against the wall, and got on my knees just like he had done. I had no idea what I was doing but I was going to just mimic him and do my best. Until that moment I hadn’t actually seen his dick. Holy shit. Todd was…blessed. Skinny boy dick for sure. This big hateful looking dick was sticking out from his wildly thick bush. It looked too big for his narrow frame, but also delicious. I knew there was no way I was going to swallow him like he had me on my first try, but I was determined to make an attempt. I’m sure that the blow job I gave him was shit, but I thought I was doing great. It was wet and sloppy, my chin was covered in spit. It was rewarding to listen to him trying to not make a sound. “When he said, ‘I’m going to blow,’ I just kept sucking. He’d swallowed my load so I was going to swallow his. He held onto the back of my head, and kept me still just as he got to the edge. A fucking tidal wave of cum rocketed into my mouth, I thought it was going to come out of my nose. I swallowed hard and more pumped into my mouth. It was three or four solid mouthfuls of cum before Todd stopped. I stood up and kissed him, with a little bit of his load still on my tongue. We pushed it around a little before I swallowed that too. “’We should get out of here before someone sees us,’ he said, kind of breaking the spell. “’Yeah. I guess so.’ “We got dried off and got dressed. Then just before he left, he turned and kissed me again. ‘Listen, if you like, tomorrow, there’s as a spot behind the toolshed at the north end of camp. Meet me there at two.’ Then he ran out of the room.” “You are absolutely not stopping there,” Mike said. “Absolutely not,” added Josh, “Also I like that you’re pretending that you don’t also have skinny boy dick. You’ve got the biggest dick here.” “Excuse me,” said Tony. “Calm down beer can, you’re is still the thickest.” “Thank you.” “Finish your story Eric,” pressed Josh. “Ok. That night I crashed, I passed out harder than ever before. The beer and the orgasm, I just hit the sheets and was out. The next morning… I’ve never had worse morning wood. I snuck off to the bathrooms trying not to wake my bunk mate and jerked off before most of the camp was us. I couldn’t focus on anything. I kept checking my watch every ten minutes. I couldn’t wait for it to be two o’clock. “I was so eager that I slipped off and walked up to the toolshed probably a full fifteen minutes early. I just paced back and forth with my heart in my throat waiting. I guess Todd was eager too because after a few minutes he came around the corner, almost ten minutes early. We both laughed. He had no shirt on and a towel draped over his shoulder. He kissed me and then took my hand and led me a little way into the wood. The forest right behind the toolshed was really dense with only this little path leading in. No one really went back there. I’d never been. I was shocked when after just a couple minutes of walking Todd turned off the trail, pushed through a bush and brought us out in to a cool little clearing. “’I’ve been thinking about you all morning,’ he said as he sat down on the blanket. “I joined him, and he kissed me again. ‘Really?’ I asked. “’God yes. You’re so fucking cute, and this dick,’ he squeezed my quickly hardening cock through my shorts, ‘and your ass.’ We kissed again. His hands quickly tore my shirt off over my head, and then we tumbled backwards in a tangle of limbs. Hands were everywhere, traveling across each other’s bodies, exploring more than we had allowed ourselves to last night. At some point our pants came off, and then our underwear and we were tangled together under the dappled sunlight completely nude. “I was upset when Todd stopped me from moving down to suck his cock. ‘I have a different idea for today,’ he said, and moved me onto my back. He got up between my legs and pushed my knees into my chest. Like apparently everyone else here I had never heard of rimming before, and really didn’t know what it was called till years later, but I loved it from that moment on. He dove in, without hesitation, and just started licking at my virgin hole. I clapped a hand over my mouth and moaned into it. It felt like heaven. He licked, sucked, and spat at my hole till it was soft and winking open. Then he pressed a spit slicked finger inside. I had never dreamed of putting something in my ass but I knew I would never want to live without it again. Then another finger, then another. He worked slowly, as if we had all the time in the world. “He leaned over me, and took my hand away from my mouth. With his fingers still lodged in my hole he kissed me deeply. Then he whispered, ‘Can I put my cock in you?’ “’You want to fuck me?’ “Yes… is that ok?’ “Yes! Please. Fuck me.’ “He kissed me again, and slipped his fingers out of my hole. He rubbed the spit and ass juice from his fingers onto his cock head and then lined himself up with my hole. My heart was thudding. This cock was way thicker than three fingers, but somehow as soon as he applied pressure, it slid inside me. I remember my head crashing back onto the hard ground under the blanket as he bottomed out. He was slow at first saying things like, ‘Oh my God, your ass feels amazing.’ As he worked his way up to a faster pace we both were reduced to just muttering things like, ‘Fuck,’ and ‘Oh yes.’ “It didn’t last super long, soon he was panting and twitching. Then with one really hard stroke he slammed to the hilt into my hole and came. It felt amazing. I loved the feeling of him shooting his load inside me. He panted as he came down from his orgasm, his cock still deep inside me. ‘Now you do me,’ he said eventually, and kissed me. “’What?’ “He pulled out of my hole, got on his back next to me, and pulled his legs to his chest. ‘I want you to fuck me.’ And so I did. I lost my virginity and fucked my first ass in the same day. I did just like he had and opened him up and the fucked his tight hairy hole till I blew my load deep inside him. “For the rest of the summer we met up in that clearing at least three times a week, and almost always left having cum inside each other’s asses.” “Fucking hell,” I said, “And you claimed your first time wasn’t a good story. “I’m hard as a rock.” “Me too,” said Brett, “Though if I’m honest I’ve been hard basically this entire time.” “I think we all are,” Tony added, grabbing at his own crotch. “Well you already sucked one dick on the pier, feel up to sucking a couple more,” Josh said looking me dead in the eyes while rubbing his bulge. I looked at Brett, and he grinned. I took that as approval, and leaned over to Tony who was sitting next to me. I grabbed the shoulder and pulled him close. I gave him a deep kiss, and started to rub his throbbing cock. “Jesus,” said Luke, feeling his own cock pressing hard against the fabric of his jock. He grabbed his phone, Nick wouldn’t be back for a few more hours… Luke opened Grindr and started scrolling.

****Part 2**** The top. I slip my finger deeper into his hole. The internal flesh is soft and moist. As I extract my finger it feels like his hole is trying to suck my finger back inside. My cock is rock hard as his tongue licks the glands and his wet lips suck on the tip which is leaking copious amounts of poz precum into his willing mouth. The bottom. I can feel him removing his finger from me and I kneel down infront of him. The feeling of his hot throbing cock in my mouth and taste of his juice is all-consuming. My hands are on his hairy arse and I pull him toward me encouraging him to fuck my mouth. I want him to cum in my mouth, to taste creamy seed but, I also want him to fuck my arse, breed me. I hope he'll be capable of doing both. The top. I can't believe this boy has never sucked a mans cock before, he's a natural. His fingers are pulling my cheeks apart and he's feeling for my hairy hole. He finds it and rubs a finger around the rim before pushing the tip inside. I can feel the pressure building in my loins now. If I don't take control I'll be shooting my load down his throat. The bottom. I feel so fucking turned on now. The index finger of my left hand is probing this man's arse hole. I feel so dirty as I remove it and smell it before pushing the finger into my mouth. His hands reach down and placing them on my shoulders encourages me stand. His lips find mine and we kiss before he leads me to the bed. He's pushing me back onto the end of it so I have no choice but to sit. He's on his knees now, taking my cock into his mouth, slowly slipping the full length of my shaft into it. The top. I stand him and push him back towards the bed. I take his cock in my mouth. I want him to be fully aware that once I've fucked and bred him he will be infected with my toxic seed. That there is no going back and he will be pregnant until he dies. In the state he is now he is incapable of making any rational decisions. Once he's cum he may decide that, at least for today, being pozzed is a step too far. After all, this is only the first time he's actually had sex with another person. He's so turned on he will do anything. So, I want him to cum before I take him so he can think rationally about he is doing. The bottom. His mouth feels so good on my cock as he strokes it with tongue and lips. His bearded cheeks are rubbing on the soft flesh of my inner thighs. I lean back slightly and let myself be engulfed in the sensations running through my body. I can feel the pressure inside me building. I can't last much longer. His hands are cradling my ball and reaching underneath me to feel my hole. I want to please this man. I would do anything to please him. The top. His cock is throbing now and he's lost in the moment. He throws his head back...... The bottom. I can't hold it any longer, the pressure in my groin is at boiling point and I need the release. I let go. My body begins convulse as the first pump of my cock shoots a string of sperm into his mouth. I cry out at the intense relief as the second, third forth and fifth ejaculations relieve the pressure in my loins. The top. The intense stimulation has sent him over the edge. His cum is filling my mouth. It's thick creamy and copious. For some reason it tastes like young man's sperm. Fresh new, clean and sweet. I continue to suck him after his climax and stop him from pushing me away. He's obviously one of those guys who's cock becomes ultra sensitive after cumming. The bottom. Oh my god that was sensational. Definitely the best orgasm I've ever had. I've never cum so much or so hard. My cock is so sensitive now but he keeps sucking me and won't stop. I plead with him to stop but he keeps going. Eventually I flop back on the bed fully empty of cum, desire and energy. Still he continues to suck me and finger my hole. I'm relaxed now. Even my hole has relaxed. I can feel his fingers probing and moving deeper inside me. I don't care what he does to me, he can do anything, I won't object. The top. I swallow every last drop of his young sperm. He's flopped back on the bed now. All the tension in his body has dissipated. Even his virgin hole has relaxed a little allowing me to explore deeper within him. I release his cock from my mouth and move up to kiss him. He greets with a warm contented smile. His hands are around me and he's kissing me tenderly and gently. All of the urgency prior to him coming has gone. We kiss and I gently tease his nipples. This is another area of his that is ultra sensitive. He moans as I tweak them gently. The bottom. He's kissing me now and playing with my nipples, something that I love to do when I'm having a wank. They seem to be hard wired to my cock and I can already feel myself becoming aroused again. I'm telling him that I want him to fuck me, to breed me, to give me the gift. I want it to be him, this is my destiny. He asks if I am sure, absolutely sure and I tell him I am. Inside I am sure, he is the one. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. The top. His lips are soft and warm and he kisses me as he tells me what he wants. I push his legs apart and he opens them further. I move in between them and he lifts them and places them around me. I reach for the bottle of lube which has been sitting patiently on the bedside cabinet. I coat my fingers and slide them into his arse and work them a little before adding more lube. The bottom. It's time. I want it so badly. My whole being desires this man to be the one. I'm under no illusion that once he's had his way with me I may never see him again but, I don't care. I want him to take my virginity anddeposit his poisonous seed. The lubricant feels cold. I can feel my hole becoming looser, more able to accommodate him. His fingers manipulate my hole for a few minutes before he reaches for the lube and applies some to his tool. He moves higher and I feel, for the first time, a real cock at the entrance of my body. The top. I'm rubbing the head of my cock around the rim of his hole. Now I'm sure of his true desires I'm more than happy to oblige him. I push slightly and feel the tip of my cock enter his hole. His sphincter doesn't want let me in, but I persist and I feel it give way as he gasps and moans. The bottom. He is pushing his cock slowly into me. My hole is so tight, even after his fingering. It's painful and I moan a little as he pushed on. It does hurt but I want him inside me. My desire is stronger than my intolerance of the pain. My eyes water and I put the back of my hand to my mouth. I bite my hand trying to make it hurt more than the cock forcing its way into my virgin ass. Then suddenly his cock has passed my sphincter and he's moving deeper into my body. The top. I'm passed the sphincter now and I can feel the soft tender lining of his hole caressing my cock. His hole is beautiful. I'm very gentle at first moving in and out very slowly, letting his body become used to invasion. His eyes are on mine. He's no longer grimacing at the pain but, has a slight smile at the pleasure. The bottom. Now, the initial penetration is over and he's deeper inside me it feels wonderful. Another man's cock is really inside me. He's fucking me, something I've only dreamed of, fantasised about. I'm giving myself to him completely. I'm smiling at him now wanting him to know, reassuring him that I want him, his seed, his babies. We kiss and I can see the desire in his face. He wants me as much as.I want him. He's beginning to move faster now. It feels so good, how it should feel when a man fucks another man. The top. I'm fucking him in earnest now. Every now and then he makes a sound that let's me know I've gone too hard and deep. I don't care anymore. I've got breed this boy and impregnate him. His arse feels tight as I plunge in and out of him. Suddenly I want him on his front so I can see my cock fucking him more easily. The bottom. He's fucking me hard now. It feels like his cock is in the centre of me. It hurts but I don't care. Suddenly he he pulls out and turns me over. Oh god yes. This is how I dreamed it would be. Being fucked from behind, bred like an animal. The top. I shove my cock back in him. I'm fucking him hard straight from the start, no easing into it now, just hard breeding. The bottom. Oh god this hurts. He's showing no mercy now. My arse feels like it's on fire as he ploughs into me. His hands grip my hips as his cock rips into me. I can feel his sweat dripping onto my back. The top. I'm getting close now. Pressure building in my groin and at the base of my cock. I'm going to make this fucker pregnant is the thought going through my head. I can't hold off any longer and I grunt and feel my body release its deadly seed into his body. String after string of my toxic sperm is forced into him via my cock which is pumping incessantly until I am empty and spent. The bottom. I can feel him coming. I can actually feel his pulsating cock pumping me full of his seed. His beautiful sperm infecting me with his babies. Finally it's done. I'm no longer a virgin and almost certainly pregnant. He collapses on my back and I can feels sweat mixing with my own. Both completely spent. ********The End*******

Father and son. This past Saturday afternoon, I hooked up with a Dad and his son at their hotel. The Dad shot video of me sucking both of their cocks, the Dad about 8 1/2 and very thick. The son not nearly as big. More video of the son fucking me. He shot his load in my ass after only about 5 minutes. In less than 10 minutes, the son was rock hard and ready to go again. More video of the son fucking me again. This second time, he lasted a lot longer before giving me another load in my ass. After being fucked twice by the son, and with 2 loads of cum in my ass, I was ready to take on the Dad's big dick. At least I thought I was ready. Damn, his cock was thick ! I was glad I brought my poppers. The son's cock was hard again, as he shot video of his Dad pounding my hole, and splattering my face with a huge load of cum. I gave the Dad my phone number and email address, in case they wanted to hook up the next time they were here.

Yo, this guy is a demigod. White 32 top full beard tats muscular very masculine looking a bit on the chub side 6 incher. 3 seconds after inserting into me he pulled out and started cumming. Upon feeling the first warm glob, I moved the fastest I've ever moved before, reaching around to grab the base of his cock and impaled myself onto it just in time to grab the second and subsequent shots. After that, he stayed hard while I milked his cock with my ass squeezing out what I thought was the last drop. Nope, like2 min later, hestarted thrusting and bam another load. Continued with a 3rd, 4th, 5th, each with pulsations that I could physically feel in me over the course what must have been like 40 minutes or so to my delight before he said he had to go. Not gonna lie, part of me was tempted to just tie him up and milk him like a cum cow the whole night. I feel like I stumbled upon an ultra rare poke-a-man. Incredible

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.

Yes, you can have anal orgasm without cumming as well as cock orgasm where you do cum. The pleasure is amazing and it keeps generating because the cock, toy or hand causing it to happen is continuing to pummel away, hitting the trigger spot(s) over and over. The rush of dopamine created from it puts us into a state of intense ecstasy that can go on for a good while.

So I was bored on the weekend. Started surfing grindr. Found a guy that lived literally right behind me. He met me in front of my place. We proceeded to go to my bedroom, older guy, great cock. Stripped naked and got down to it. He put it in me and pumped pretty hard there was no word of condoms or status. I knew I wanted his load in me. So as a good bottom I laid on my stomach and took him all the way. After 10 minutes or so he said he was about to cum, I just laid there and took it. First bareback load ever and I loved it. I am hoping I bet much more.

Here in Australia, BBC is quite rare. The demographics just don't support it. Gay or Bi BBC is even more rare. The demand is quite overwhelming to be honest. I've never struggled to find someone to breed, and i had to overcome my own apprehensions when it came to sex with married men. But they are always readily available, very passionate and in general i just love the aspect of converting a "straight married guy".

For myself, if a guy is fucking me then he can cum in me. In my 'good' days before I willingly took loads, if I met a guy and neither of us had a condom then I would sometimes let the guy fuck me on the proviso he pulled out before cumming if I was gagging to get fucked. Amazingly to my knowledge no one ever did cum in me as I generally always swallowed the load instead. Now of course I have come to my senses, realised that I am a cum slut and can't get enough raw cock and loads in me, even turning down guys who want to use condoms. Looking back, I now wish I'd started taking loads earlier than I did, but you can't change the past, so I'll just carry on getting as many loads as I can into the future.

First let me just say that is a crazy good idea. I can't wait to try it. Secondly, I can't imagine how it would be illegal. You certainly aren't harming anyone. I'm wondering if a white cup with a little message on it would work, or a post it note asking them to fill the cup...that you're thirsty and you like the idea of drinking a random stranger's golden cum.

This is a good diagram..

We were in the basement of his house and he pulled down my shorts and slid his 7 inch cock up my ass, and fucked me for around 5 minutes. He grunted and I could feel him spasm around six times as he spermed me up! I thanked him and could feel my slippery buns as I got into my car, I held his load in me for three hours, even after I jerked off a load of my own in the car.

While, on one hand, I could not necessarily see myself in a monogamous relationship with a man, I WOULD love to simply be someone's Bitch cumdump forever to fuck repeatedly. I DO love anon hookups, but want a man to fuck me and dump his load in me regularly. I've ALWAYS wanted that.

Bare, comdomless fucking is addictive and encouraged! There's no better feeling than getting a load inside you, oozing out... Breeding is life. Welcome to the brotherhood!

Actually, the bill in Florida, and the bill introduced in Congress, are exactly "Don't say gay" bills - at least insofar as in the places they apply, such as schools. They pose as standards about "appropriateness" - a bunch of bullshit about how we shouldn't "sexualize" children and topics of "sexual orientation" shouldn't be discussed in schools below a certain grade. But they don't mean ALL sexual orientations - they mean LGBT ones. Because I guarantee you, no second grade teacher is ever going to get in trouble for mentioning that she has a husband, and no boy's PE coach will ever get in trouble for mentioning that he's got a girlfriend. A heterosexually married female teacher will never get in trouble for acknowledging to her students that she's expecting a child. What this is aimed at is not letting LGBT teachers acknowledge having a same-sex partner - an acknowledgement that presents no problem if the partner is the opposite sex, because small-minded bigots want to control what their children think about such issues. If they're presented with a positive role model in a school setting, their iron-clad religious grip on the child's thought process may loosen. And THAT boils down to "don't say gay" - just don't mention it, or else you're likely to lose your job.

I’m an object but I’m happy being called a bitch or a whore or a cumdumpster, or a fuckhole, or just plain trash as long as I am getting coks shoved in me and loads blown inside me.

It was a thrill. Obviously after a month of having sex with Brett and Mac, I’m past the point of being shocked that sucking a dick is fun or feels good, but there was a new electricity to the experience being outside in the sun with other people close by. I swallowed hard, I felt this want to impress the men around us, to show them how good at sucking dick I am. Brett groaned in appreciation and put his hands on the back of my head. He forced his cock deep down my throat and fucked my face slowly. I swallowed hard, allowing his head as far into my throat as I could. My nose was tight in his crotch, his pubes rubbing against my face. I held only his legs, pulling myself closer too. All the while my throat was working his head and shaft. I pulled back coughing and spluttering. Brett slapped his cock on my face, and then I dove back down swallowing him to the root again. It was a wet and noisy blowjob. I knew we were drawing attention. There was nothing subtle about what we were doing. Now, looking back, that is absolutely what I wanted. The element of having an audience gave me a whole new thrill. Brett was panting. His beautiful chest rising and falling quickly, and one lone trickle of sweat snaked its way through his chest hair to get lost in his lush pubes. He laced his fingers into my hair and held me tight. I felt his balls brush against my chin as they contracted. Heavy ropes pumped from his cock head deep in my throat, as he roared through his orgasm. He slowly pulled out, the last few shots landing in my mouth, filling it quickly. I swallowed hard, and then looked up at Brett’s smiling face. “How was your first public blow job?” “Fucking amazing.” I pulled his face down to me and kissed him, the taste of his cock and load still on my lips. “That was fucking hot,” a pleasant low voice said from over my shoulder. I legitimately felt panicked. I spun around on my heels still squatting on the ground in front of Brett. Brett for his part didn’t seem to worried, he lazily tucked his partly deflated member back into his shorts, and smiled at the new comer. I found myself looking up at a medium height man, with shoulder length wavy brown hair the crown of which was pulled back into a tie at the back. He has a deep golden-brown tan, the sort that only comes from lots and lots of time in the sun. His had no shirt on, his chest well defined and smooth. Up from the waistband of his little white basketball shorts erupted a dense dark treasure trail that shot up a few inches above his belly button. He smiled a big broad smile, full of bright white teeth. “I’m Josh,” he said, holding a hand out to me. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. I introduced myself, and Brett who was now pulling his cut off shorts on with absolutely no sense of urgency whatsoever. “You two boyfriends then… or…” “I um…” I faltered, “just roommates.” “Oh, sorry. I assumed ‘cause you were here just hanging out for a while, and then the fucking sexy blow job you gave him… damn. I wish I had roommates like that.” Brett stood up and put a hand around my shoulders, “We’re a little more than just roommates.” My heart fluttered. We haven’t discussed being in any sort of relationship. Honestly, I’m not sure I know how to be in a relationship. I’ve had girlfriends before but that never worked out – I guess for reasons that should be obvious by now. I don’t know. Brett is my best friend, and has been for year. Yes absolutely our relationship is more than that now and I certainly care about what he thinks and don’t want to mess anything up between us. But… could I? Do I want to? There was something in how Brett looked at me this afternoon that made me wonder if there was more on his mind. Like he almost looked hurt that I had defined our relationship as just roommates. He didn’t dwell on it for long though. He shook Josh’s hand, and said, “You here on your own?” “No,” Josh gestured to a group behind him, next to the nude sunbathers, “I’m here with a couple of guys.” They all waved, seeing that we were looking in their direction. “Full honestly, we saw Nick… right Nick?... get on his knees and it was hot as fuck so… they dared me to come over and introduce myself and invite you guys to join us. We’re just hanging out and drinking. No real plans.” “As it so happens that is exactly what our plans were – what do you say?” Brett said turning to me. “Absolutely.” We gathered our things and followed Josh over to his friends. There were three others besides Josh, all looked to be in their mid-twenties. Josh introduced each one, and they gave a smile and wave. Eric, pale and freckled, lay reclined against an old barrel that he had covered with a blanket. His narrow chest is covered in bright ginger hair that perfectly match the curly mop on top of his head. He had on short athletic shorts, and tube socks pulled up. Though he wasn’t doing anything to draw attention to it, it was hard to not notice just how large a bulge pressed forward in the crotch of his shorts. Mike was next, he has close cropped black hair combed over to one side like something out of the 1960s. Hes got a sort of All-American look to him, like Wally Cleaver. His thin tank top hung loosely about his athletic frame showing off an almost entirely smooth chest except for a dense dark patch between his pecs. After he waved in greeting he put both hands behind his head exposing the thickest looking hairiest pits I have ever seen. Last in the group was Tony. Brown hair feel forward in a fringe unkept fringe over his bushy eyebrows. He’s face is big and square, and sports a thick beard with accompanying moustache. At first glance he looks older because of it, but then you see his eyes sparkle betraying his youth. He had no shirt on, his impressively hairy torso on display. His tight bellbottoms were slung low and unbuttoned at the waist, revealing white briefs beneath. His Bronx accent is so thick that when even it was apparent just in him saying hello. Brett and I lay our blanket out and joined them, each opening another beer. Josh did a lot of the talking at first. He explained that Tony and Eric had dated once upon a time, but had gone back to being friends quickly after their break up. Josh and Mike were roommates, and Mike was Eric’s best friend. The conversation flowed easily. We talked about our jobs, our aspirations. I told them about wanting to be a writer. Brett to my embarrassment, started bragging about my writing. I just sat there and blushed. “How did you two get through The Blackout,” Tony said. He said it in a way where the emphasis made the capitalization of blackout unmistakable. A month later and it still held New York in a sort of spell. I guess it will probably be like that till the next astonishing thing rocks the city. “Well…” I demurred, taking a big sip of my drink. “We got drunk and I ended up taking Nick’s virginity.” “Brett!” I said, in mock anger. The group laughed. “Now you have to tell us that story,” said Eric. Brett grinned, “Alright. So obviously nothing fucking works cause the powers off. So we’ve got probably three candles lit, a bunch of beer thrown in a cooler with all the ice we’ve got and we’re just sitting in our little apartment. With the fans off its hot as hell. I’m not saying that I planned it, but the beer gave me some courage. So I ended off stripping to my briefs and then Nick did too…” It was hot hearing Brett tell the story of our first time. I quickly had to readjust my boner so it wasn’t pressing as hard against the pouch of my jock. As Brett got to him eating my ass for the first time it was obvious everyone was hard. Tony slid a hand down the front of his briefs and moved his cock off to one side, a thick shaft now outlined in the tight denim of his jeans. Eric’s little athletic shorts looked like they were about to burst when he pushed his cock up towards the waistband. I was honestly a little surprised it didn’t pop out of the top of his shorts his bulge looked so big. Josh put one leg up as he reclined, allowing his dick to slip down the leg of his shorts. Mike just let his erection throb and bulge against the fabric of his shorts, obvious for anyone to see. “Fuck that’s hot,” Tony said at the end of Brett’s recounting, “My first time was in my parent’s basement with my older brother’s best friend.” “Well, we shared,” Brett replied cheekily. “Alright. Well. Ok. I’m fifteen at the time, my older brother is two years older than me. At the time I wasn’t the epitome of manliness you see before you today.” “Yeah, so manly that if he ever shaves off that beard he looks twelve,” teased Eric. “Bite me. Baby face doesn’t make my dick less fat.” “Whatever, just tell your damn story.” “I’m trying. So, I was kind a scrawny kid. I sucked at sports and preferred drawing and art.” “Hence the ever present sketch pad,” Mike gestured to a pad lying next to Tony. “Our basement had a separate door, so its how my brother and his friends would sneak back in if they’d been partying or something. It was just about the end of their senior year, and they’d been to a party at some girls house and were absolutely blasted. I hadn’t expected them to come home yet so I had camped out in the basement watching some shitty old movie on the TV and drawing. I already knew I was gay, I figured that out when I was like eleven, and being the resourceful homo that I am I used to draw my own porn. This particular night, and I don’t know why I remember this so specifically, I was drawing a picture of Batman blowing Superman. Not wildly original I know. “Anyway, my brother and his friend, Travis Hinkle, come crashing back in through the basement door completely drunk. My brother was completely obliterated. It took Travis and I both to get him into the big arm chair. Well, I’d been so startled by them barging in, that I hadn’t closed my sketch book, and after my brother had passed out Travis picked it up. When I tell you I thought my stomach was going to fall out of my butt when he said ‘what’s this?’ “I stammered something absolutely unintelligible, and then he said something like, ‘are you a queer?’ I panicked, completely, tried to make something up. I think I even claimed that someone had paid me to draw it. I’m still babbly when Travis just grabs my face and kisses me. I’d never kissed anyone before. Im sure I just stood there frozen like a dead fish at first, but I think I eventually figured it out and kissed him back. To this day I remember exactly what he said next though, ‘Its ok. I’m a queer too.’ His hands were all over me while we were kissing. Mine started to wander too. I felt drawn down to his crotch. Like it was some instinct. “I don’t really know how, but our shirts came off, and then our pants. We were in the back of the basement by this little poker table my dad used sometimes, both in our underpants frantically making out. At one point my brother let out this huge snore and we both froze and then burst into stifled laughter. Travis was the one who suggested I suck his cock, and when I said I didn’t know how he said he’d teach me. Looking back his cock was average but at the time it seemed and impossible thing to swallow. But I did, because I am a fucking champ.” “Just tell your story, champ.” “Fuck you. He told me to pull off cause he was going to blow, but I kept sucking and he shot right in my mouth. It was like fireworks exploded in my mind. Holy fucking shit this is amazing, I thought. I didn’t expect anything in return but Travis had us swap spots and he pulled my briefs off of me. Now, most of you know I’m a little on the thick side in the cock department,” Eric rolled his eyes so hard it was almost audible, “So Travis’ struggled a little but I ended up quickly shooting my load down his throat too. “The next weekend almost the exact same thing happened. And the weekend after that. After about four weeks of swapping blow jobs I decided I wanted to try more. So with my brother passed out drunk like ten feet away I got Travis flat on his back on the floor, got his cock all covered in spit, and rode the fuck out him. He’d never fucked anyone before, and he came so fast. It was amazing. I fucking loved feeling him unload inside me. We fucked that whole summer before he went off to college.” “Fuck,” I said appreciatively. “Alright, my turn,” chimed in Mike. “Let me guess your football coach bred your sweet hole after practice and you never looked back?” Teased Josh. “No, well, close but no. I had just moved to New York the week after I finished college, desperate to get out of Iowa and away from my Bible thumping parents. I knew as soon as I set foot in the locker room in high school that I was gay. I spent every shower after football desperately thinking about anything but the other naked guys on either side of me. Then, basically every day I would rush home a furiously jerk off thinking about what it would be like to play with one of their cocks. “I had, I guess just from how you sort of pick thing sup in the world, heard that the gay scene in New York was in Greenwich. So I made my way across town from my shitty little apartment on the east side after having been in the city for all of like three day.” “Our apartment is still shitty and little.” “Hey, it’s my turn to tell a story. You can mock my apartment later. Anyway. I had no idea where I was going besides the Village. I just walked until I saw something. It ended up being Ramrod I was not dress remotely correctly, in jeans and a black shirt but the man in leather standing outside was exactly the sort of man who had been floating through my fantasies for my while life. So little twenty-one-year-old me hiked up my pants and went it. “I felt like I had come home. It was all red lights, and man sweat. I got a drink, trying hard not to be caught staring or to let on just how nervous and excited I was to be there. I stood next to the bar, close to a wall just taking it all in. My dad’s friends had always been hotter to me than the guys on the football team – though I was certainly into them too don’t get me wrong. That night it felt like the whole bar was filled with guys my dad would have hung out with. Except they weren’t in suits or polos; they were in leather vests, or harnesses, they had tight jeans on and chaps, there were guys just wearing jockstraps. Big hairy guys, some hulking piles of muscle others with comfortingly sexy round stomachs. I felt like any one of these guys could have wrapped his arms around me and kept me safe forever. “Eventually the bartender came back around to me, he asked me if I was new, and when I said yes, joked it was pretty obvious. He gave me a drink on the house and then darted off to help someone else. After that he kept coming back every few minutes to chat and check on me despite it being pretty busy. After I’d been there for a couple of hours, and had had maybe one too many free drinks, the bartenders suddenly appeared in front of me. Standing not behind the bar I finally appreciated him fully. A little taller than me with short hair, a big bushy moustache and long sideburns, his big burly chest stretched open the leather vest he had on, and his thick stomach stuck out slightly over the top of his tight light wash jeans. He had big heavy combat boots on, that I can specifically remember.” “You remember them because you spent four months searching every shop below fiftieth looking for your own pair,” teased Josh. “Yes, well they had quite an impact on me. He introduced himself as Steve and said he had just finished his shift but didn’t feel like going home just yet. His replacement behind the bar got us each another round, and we stood there talking. For hours. We just talked. I told him about my parents, how if they knew how I was they would never speak to me again. He said that his family had no idea either, he was just a perpetual bachelor in their eyes. He understood me. After all that time in high school and college, hiding who I was and never really feeling like anyone saw me here this man who had only just met me understood exactly what I was feeling. It was exciting. My family didn’t feel quite as terrifyingly important for a minute. “At some point we went on the roof and smoked a joint. It made us both giggly and touchy. I kept rubbing my hands on his big hairy arms. When he tossed the last tiny bit of the butt away he suddenly wrapped me in this warm tight bear hug. And I did, I really did, feel that safety crash over me. I could have stayed in that hug forever. Then with one hand he softly tipped my face up to his and kissed me. His mustache brushed against my nose, and his tongue pressed softly into my mouth. I felt like my whole body had turned to liquid and I was just melting into him. I pressed myself against his warm hairy chest as hard as I could. My arms were locked behind his neck. I must have seemed so desperate but I didn’t want that moment to end. He just kissed me and kissed me till I finally relaxed. When we finally broke apart the fear of loss was gone, and was replaced by joy. I had kissed a man for the first time and the world was still here. More than that I had kissed a man and it had been amazing, and he was there right in front of me smiling. “He took my hand and lead me back down into the bar. We must have been on the roof for hours because it was all but empty. Just a few regulars and the staff left. We sat at the bar, his arm draped around my shoulder and had one more drink before without really talking about it he led me out of the bar, down towards Battery and up the steps into his apartment. “He never asked me if I’d been with a guy before but it was obvious he knew that he had to be careful with me. We slowly undressed in his bedroom. I finally pressed my naked torso against his belly. The fur on his chest felt rough but inviting. I sank to my knees without him ever telling me to while he undid his belt. Then his pants hit the floor and I was face to face with my first cock. He was already hard, our making out had both of us worked up. Even then never having seen a hard dick besides my own I could tell it was thick. Not wildly long but beefy just like him. I stretched my mouth open and tried to blow him. I knew I was doing a terrible job, but he guided me over to the bed and coached me threw opening my mouth and taking him inside me. Slowly I got better and I slurped on his cock till my jaw hurt. “When he pulled me up onto the bed and finally took my own pants off I assumed he was going to blow me too, but he positioned me flat on my back and lifted my legs into the air. He held his hands under my ass and dove in. I think I screamed. His tongue was immediately inside me. He made some comment about having an ass made for fucking.” “I will second that,” said Josh. I wondered if this whole group had fucked around with each other. “I swear to you he ate my ass for an hour. I was sweating and shaking. The only thing I could say was ‘fuck, and please.’ It was truly amazing. When he let my legs down and crawled up my body to kiss me I felt like my whole body was live with electricity. He was still between my legs and he shifted while we kissed. I feel like it was instinct that made me lift my ass a little and tilt my hips. His cock head hit against my hole, and I remember letting out a little whimper. ‘Hold on baby,’ he whispered in my ear and spat into his hand. I think I stopped breathing. I knew what he wanted and I thought there was no way that his dick was going to fit inside me. But it did. Like fireworks going off. I shot my load all over myself literally as soon as he got balls deep inside me. He looked impressed but also a little disappointed till he realized I hadn’t gone soft. He kissed me and started to fuck me. I was so turned on I could have come a dozen times and would never have gone sort. It was one of those long steady fucks that leaves you feeling well used when its over. We passed out with his cock still rubbing against my hole while his load soaked into me. “That was it for me. I was fucking hooked. I went back to Ramrod almost every weekend for months.” “And that’s the story of how Mikey started taking loads from the bar staff at Ramrod.” “I would be mad if that wasn’t true.” Mike slapped Josh playfully in the chest, a big grin across his face. “Bit rich of the guy who last week was strapped to a sling in the baths begging me to fuck him to bottom shame me though.” “Oh I was not bottom shaming, I was just stating facts. We all know you’re a switch hitter.” “Damn skippy.” “Alright, Josh, Eric your turn.” Tony said, laying back sipping his drink. Josh sighed, and said, “Ok… The tale of how Josh Melony became a big nelly bottom.” Everyone laughed. “The year 1972, Shit Hole Illinois, at the only gay bar in town. A newly eighteen-year-old, even more baby-faced version of myself nervously snuck out of my parent’s house two weeks before leaving for college. The closet gay bar isn’t exactly in town but one town over. No one ever really was told that it was a gay bar it was just something that everyone knew. ‘Only queers go there,” that sort of thing. So, I was nervous as hell pulling up. I ended up parking around the block and walking as quickly as I could. “The Round Up, why it was called that I have no idea, was this little standalone brick building, off a side road. It didn’t look like much honestly, it could have been any dive bar from the outside. My heart was in my throat as I walked up to the door. I’d expected to be stopped or there be a door man or something, but no. I just walked right in. Honestly inside it didn’t look much different from any bar. The only real difference was everyone was male. “I kinda nervously picked my way across to the bar, and ordered a drink. I didn’t really drink at the time and had only been in two other bars with my parents. I had no idea what to so. I just perched on a stool and sipped at something that made my throat burn. Then there he was. My high school science teacher: Mr. Reynolds. Mr. Reynolds was the teacher that every girl had a crush on. He was younger than most of the others, probably barely thirty at the time. He had kinda unkempt messy hair, and always just looked cooler than any of the other teachers. He never wore ties, but had his shirts open at the collar. This had always enticed me as it gave a little glimpse to the wild explosion of hair that covered his chest. He wasn’t dressed that differently at the bar. Maybe his pants were tighter; but his shirt was the same, just much much more open. He had maybe two buttons at the very bottom done, right before being tucked into his pants. Now face to face with the chest I had only caught glimpses of before I was speechless. He looked so much less young and cool like this, he was more manly, more sexy. “‘Josh, are you sure you’re in the right bar?’ I kinda giggled and blushed and then looked him dead in the eyes and said, ‘Yes.’ He said something about always having suspected and then sat down next to me. He was really sweet, still teacherly. We talked about the need for discretion, neither one of us really wanted people around town to know we were there. After a while he asked me rather pointedly if it was my first time in a bar like that. A little embarrassed I told him yes. “’But you know you’re gay?’ He asked. “’Yeah,’ I told him, ‘I’ve never been interested in girls. It’s always been boys. Gym was hell for me, all those guys in the shower.’ We both laughed. ‘And the couple of hot male teachers didn’t help either.’ “’Hot male teachers? Who might those be?’ “My resolve faltered for a moment, and then I just went for it, ‘Well, you for a start,’ and then bold as anything I reached out and ran my hand up his chest. I felt that hair between my fingers, and it was everything I had dreamed it would be. Thick and dark, it felt rough, and so masculine. I was instantly hard. I also knew right in that moment I what I wanted. While Mr. Reynolds was still catching up I stood up off of my stool and kissed him. It took a second for him to respond but soon his tongue was wrestling mine. His hand was in the small of my back pulling me close. “’Have you ever been with a guy?’ “’No, but I want to.’ “’I’ll go easy on you then, at least at first.’ He got up. ‘Follow me,’ he said, and lead me further into the bar, and around the corner. We went through and Employees Only door and he said ‘I’m friends with the owners,’ by way of explanation. We were now in a small office behind the bar. The music still bled in through the door, and we could hear the chatter of the men beyond. He started kissing me again almost immediately. He undid his shirt as we kissed, then pulled mine off over my head. I ran my hands up and down his chest, I remember flicking my fingers against his nipples and feeling him let out these little breaths into our kiss with each one. “His hands ran all over my body, and kept squeezing my ass. Every time he did I pushed my ass back into his hands. He was the clearly in charge though, he decided when it was time to undo my pants, and force them and my briefs around my ankles. I guess unlike everyone else’s first time mine didn’t start with cock sucking. I was spun around and bent over the desk. Before I could say anything, my former high school teacher’s tongue was pushing into my ass. I remember almost shouting in surprise, and then the shout being swallowed by a long moan as the pleasure washed over me. “He worked slowly but deliberately. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced it in quite the same way again, but I felt like I could feel my hole opening for him. He forced his tongue inside me again and again. I know that people on the other side of the door must have been able to hear me. I was just hoping that the music was loud enough to drown me out. He eventually spat a huge mouthful of spit onto my hole and straightened up. He lent across me, his chest pressed into my back and whispered in my ear. ‘Take deep steady breaths, this will only hurt for a minute.’ His cock pressed into me. ‘Push out,’ he coached. I did as I was told, and his head popped inside. There was no chance that someone didn’t hear the scream of shock and pleasure I let out then, Jesus. It felt… fuck… it was perfect. I understood myself more in that moment. I had always been afraid of what sex with men would feel like but it was just amazing. He pressed the rest of his cock into me slowly. I was just moaning. “Then he fucked me deep and hard. The desk was rattling, I was whimpering, he was panting. He just pummeled my hole, till I thought I might never be tight again. I remember drops of sweat falling onto my back. I remember the smell that started to fill the room, like all of the most intoxicating parts of a locker room. Then his hands tightened their grip on my hips, he fucked me even harder. I knew what was coming. He roared and punched his cock into me a few more times before holding it as deep inside me as it would go while he shook all over. I felt every pulse of his dick. “He was still shaking when he kissed the back of my neck and pulled out. ‘Stay right there.’ He whispered. He pulled on his clothes and slipped out of the door. Honestly today, I probably would not have just stayed bent over the desk, but I was so smitten with the man who had just taken my virginity that I didn’t even think about moving.” “Didn’t you spend like three hours on your knees at a sex party like two weeks ago?” Tony asked. Josh paused for a moment, and then grinned, “Ok well yeah, maybe I still would. Anyway! I was there for less than five minutes when the door opened and Mr. Reynolds came back, but this time he wasn’t alone. Mr. Jackson, an English teacher at my school too was with him. Mr Jackson was a little older then Mr. Reynolds, probably in his forties at that time. He was kinda the perfect nerdy bear. Square framed glasses, nice close trimmed beard, he always seemed so buttoned up at school. He looked so different in the bar that it took me a moment to place him. He was wearing tight jeans and a black leather harness over a narrow but well defined torso that was just fucking covered in fur. “He said something like, ‘Fuck Josh, you certainly grew up.’ “’He’s grown up a lot in the last twenty minutes,’ added Mr. Reynolds, ‘I just bred him for the first time.’ “Mr. Jackson came over and got really close to my face, ‘Did you like getting fucked by Mr. Reynolds?’ “’Yes.’ “’Do you want to get fucked again,’ he stood up and undid his jeans. A big veiny uncut cock sprung out of his fly. I gulped and nodded yes. I guess that was all he needed to hear because immediately after he was behind me working his cock in my ass with just a little spit added to Mr. Reynolds load. He was rougher than Mr. Reynolds, and took full advantage of my already fucked hole. I just let him use me. I already loved it. When he came inside me, I thanked him. “Now that they both had cum, they flipped me over on the desk so I was laying on my back. They put both of their cocks in front of my mouth and I licked the ass juice off of them while I jerked off till I shot my load all over myself. After that we all had one more drink before I went home. “I’ve never seen Mr. Reynolds again, but just about every time I’m home I see Mr. Jackson at that bar and he fucks me again in the little back office.” “Well now I’m just fucking hard,” I remember saying, we all were. The stories had turned everyone on and sexual energy was crackling between us all. All eyes turned to Eric, the only one to have not shared. Eric grinned and said, “Mine’s not really as hot as all that.” “Doesn’t matter,” Brett said, “I’m sure its hotter than you think.” “Ok, ok… um… Well we were both councilors at this summer camp after out senior years of high school…”

Part 21: Pastor Kline's Conversion I walked into my office several days after our four-way with a noticeable waddle, my ass still hurting from Peter’s vigorous fucking. After he filled me, Peter took a few minutes to recover and then fucked Pastor Kline. Dominic fucked me for a while, adding to the cum which was dripping out of my ass. After hours of sex, we were all sweaty, the apartment smelling strongly of testosterone. “I never knew it could feel like this,” Peter said. “What did it feel like with Lewis?” I asked. “Great,” Peter said, “but I was his first. He really didn’t have a handle on anything.” “Did he at least try blowing you?” Dominic asked. “Not really,” Peter said. “We’ll train him,” Dominic said. “Pastor Kline will give him lessons on technique.” “Happily,” Pastor Kline said. Peter and Pastor Kline left soon after, returning to their wives. It took some time for them to clean themselves up, showing no signs of just having had incredible sex. “If you ask me,” Dominic said, returning to the bed where I was waiting, cum dripping out of my ass, soaking the sheets which were already drenched from our sweaty bodies, “I think there’s something in the water at your church. You’ve got gay men popping out of the woodwork left and right.” “Maybe it’s you,” I told him, reaching out and rubbing my hand over his chest. “Maybe we just can’t resist someone as dominant as you.” “Maybe,” he said. I laughed. “What?” he asked. “Nothing,” I told him. “It’s just… I’m now just realizing how close your name is to dominant. You are the Dom in the relationship.” “And you are a ‘Ryder’ of dick,” he said, smiling. “We’re perfect for each other.” “I suppose we are,” I told him. “You know, when Peter was fucking me, I found myself wanting him real hard.” “Should I be jealous?” “No,” I told him. “I wish he could join us, actually.” “Sounds hot,” Dominic said. “Unlikely, but hot. He is married after all.” “True. What do you think they’ll do now? Peter and Pastor Kline? When they convert, what will happen? How will they hide it?” “Neither fucks their wife,” Dominic said. “They’ll have to decide later on what they’ll do with medication, but, for now, it’s all sex and poz cum.” “Are you on meds?” I asked him. “I was for a while,” Dominic said. “I stopped once I knew I wanted your ass.” “How sweet,” I said, grabbing his nipple and pinching hard. “I guess I’ll have to figure out medication at some point too.” “But not now,” Dominic said. “For now, all I want is for you to blow your load in my mouth. Got it?” I nodded. ### “Good morning, Pastor Ryder,” the church secretary said. “Good morning.” I passed Pastor Kline’s office and found the lights off. “Where’s Pastor Kline?” I asked. “Sick,” she said. “He called this morning saying he has the flu and won’t be in all week.” “Oh,” I said, stopping myself from smiling. “He just needs our prayer,” she said. “He sure does,” I said. As soon as I was in my office I called Pastor Kline’s number. “Hello?” a groaning voice said. “It’s Will,” I said, my voice low. “I just heard you’re sick.” “Sure am,” Pastor Kline said. “Do you think it could be… well, you know.” “Most likely,” I told him. “Look, I’ll be over in a day or two to check on you. I’ll call Dominic and make sure he knows. He’ll let you know everything you need to do to get through this.” “Thanks, Will,” he said. “I was starting to think it would never happen.” As soon as I ended the call I called Dominic. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Positive,” I said. “Well, I guess we don’t know that part yet, but you know what I mean.” “I’ll call Dr. Wade and make an appointment for him.” “You’ll have to give yourself another tally mark,” I said. “Seems so. Heard anything from Peter?” “Not yet,” I told him. “All we need to do now is get Peter to bring Lewis into our little gang. Then, we’ll move onto Pastor Kline’s son.” “Lewis won’t be much of a problem,” I said. “Pastor Kline’s son will be the challenge.” “We’ll make it happen.” Two days later I visited Pastor Kline. “The poor thing is so sick,” Mrs. Kline said. “I’ve barely been able to get anything done, trying to keep him going.” “If you want,” I told her, “I’ll stay here with him for a few hours if you want to go out and do some shopping.” “Would you do that?” “Of course,” I told her. Once she was gone, I went into their bedroom, finding Pastor Kline looking deathly ill. Shit, I thought. Had I looked like this? Pastor Kline’s eyes opened, a smile forming once he recognized me. “Will. How are you?” “I’m good,” I said. “You’ve looked better.” “Is my wife nearby?” he asked. “No. She just left to go shopping. I told her I would look after for you’re a while.” “Good,” he said. “Fuck. Did you feel this bad?” “Almost,” I told him. “In a few days, you’ll get super horny.” “I’m horny now,” he said, his hand moving beneath the covers and rubbing his crotch. “Do you want some help?” I asked. “If you don’t mind,” he said. I pulled down the covers and slipped down his underwear, revealing his growing cock. It was true that Pastor Kline’s dick was nothing special, but it was hot knowing I was holding the cock of a man of God. A man who had poz blood coursing through his veins, converting his body. As if my thought entered his mind, Pastor Kline’s cock started to stiffen in my hand. I ran my thumb over the head, smearing precum. “That feels amazing,” Pastor Kline moaned. I leaned forward and ran my tongue from the base of his cock all the way up to the tip, sending waves throughout his body. I held his balls in my hand, wrapping my fingers around his scrotum and pulling down. “I’m not going to let you cum yet,” I said. “We’ve got a while until your wife gets back.” “I’m all yours,” he said. I swallowed his dick, taking it all with ease. I had to pace myself, slowly moving my tongue along his shaft, applying just enough pressure to keep him hard but not enough to make him cum. After nearly an hour my jaw was getting sore. “Ready to cum?” I asked him. “Always,” he moaned, running his hand through my hair. He smiled. “What?” “Nothing,” he said. “I just never imagined I would ever see you sucking my dick.” “Well, a few months ago, I wouldn’t have thought I would be,” I told him, licking the head, a string of precum stretching out and landing in my beard. He moved his thumb along my face, wiping up the precum and inserting it in my mouth. “I’ve wanted you ever since you were hired,” Pastor Kline said. "Why?" I asked. "I know I'm sort of good looking-" "Try fucking hot," Pastor Kline said, straining to laugh. "You remind me of a man I went to college with years ago. Fuck, I wanted him. I almost tried to corner him one night, but I stopped myself. God, if I saw him again..." "You'd fuck his brains out?" "I'd get as much out of him as I could," Pastor Kline said. "Back when we hired you, I think I was hoping for another chance." "Well," I told him, "you got it." He ran his hand along my face, fingers moving over my beard. “I used to stay up late, wait for my wife to fall asleep, and think about you fucking me.” “Dreams come true,” I said. He smiled. “Sometimes, I’d fantasize about you and my son taking turns fucking me. Then you’d fuck him, taking both of us.” “You’ve really got something for your son, don’t you?” “He’s just so handsome,” Pastor Kline said. “I know he’s my son, but don’t you get it? You fucked your brother. Wasn’t that a special connection?” “It was,” I admitted, thinking back, crossing a line so few crossed. I still hadn't heard from Jay, and an anger still remained, but there was no denying the fact that what had happened between us had been incredible. “I just don’t want you to get your hopes up. I also don’t want you to risk your relationship. What if you make a move, and you’re wrong?” “I know,” he said. “We’re just gonna need to get Lewis on our side first. If anyone’s got a shot, it’s him.” “Peter’s working on that,” I said. I watched as Pastor Kline closed his eyes, low moans escaping his lips. “Keep your eyes closed,” I told him. I stood up and pulled down my pants and underwear, my cock already hard. I climbed up on the bed and situated myself between his legs, hoisting them up over my shoulders, revealing his hole. “I want you to imagine I’m your son. Say whatever it is you’d want to say to him. Got it?” Pastor Kline nodded. I spit in my hand and rubbed it along my dick and on his hole. I pressed my head against his opening and pushed inside, moving beyond the resistance and causing him to shudder and gasp. “Oh, Will,” he said. “No,” I told him, pushing harder, forcing more of myself inside. “Not Will.” “Ryan,” he moaned, his hands reaching up to his nipples which he started to twist. Having fucked Pastor Kline many times before, I knew what made his body lose control. I knew what would make him cum from just his ass. I knew what would make him feel what he had always wanted to feel: his son fucking him. “Is this what you want, Dad?” I whispered, shoving myself deep inside him, his back arching, hands shaking. “Am I making you feel good?” “Yes, Son.” “Do you like knowing that the dick that you made is inside you?” “Yes.” “Is it filling you?” “It’s so big.” “Do you want me to breed you?” “I need your cum.” “How badly?” “I need it so bad. I need it deep inside me, Son.” “Will you be my pig?” “Forever.” “Will you give me your ass whenever I need it?” “It’s always yours.” My breathing was shallow, my orgasm rising. I reached out and grabbed his arms, pulling them up and over his head, pinning him down. His eyes opened, looking straight into mine. “You’re mine,” I said, slamming my dick hard into his ass, unloading deep. My arms shook, unable to hold my weight. I collapsed on his chest, both our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath. I felt something wet around my stomach and looked down, seeing a small pool of cum beneath Pastor Kline’s dick. I lifted myself off him and scooped up his cum on my finger and stuck it in my mouth, my eyes meeting his as I savored his first poz load. “Fuck,” he moaned, smiling big. “I’ve never felt so bad but been so happy.” I collected more of his cum and dropped it into his mouth, watching as he licked his lips. “Taste good?” “Amazing,” he said. I pulled my dick out, watching as my cum squirted out on the sheets. “While I love the smell of men and sex,” I told him, “we probably should clean you up before your wife gets home.” “You’re right,” he said. “Just give me a second. I want to bask in this for a moment more.” I changed his sheets and helped him into the bathroom where he shit out my cum, much to his disappointment. I helped him shower and blew him again. Once he was clean and unable to cum anymore, I returned him to his newly made bed. “Do you think it’ll ever happen?” he asked me. “What?” “Ryan,” he said. “I want more than anything for him to fuck me.” “Well,” I said. “Remember how much you hoped I’d fuck you one day? That happened. Hell, we’ve fucked so many times, I’ve lost count.” “That’s true,” he said. After a few minutes he fell asleep. Not long after his wife returned. “How is he?” “Tired,” I told her. “I know a doctor to call should he get worse. Just let me know.” “Thank you, Will.” “My pleasure,” I said, smiling. ### “How is he?” Dominic asked. “Feeling sick,” I told him. “I kept him company.” “And by that you mean…” “I fucked him while pretending to be his son,” I said. “Then I tasted his first poz load and then fed him the rest. I also blew him.” “If only I had had you when I converted,” Dominic said, kissing me. My phone vibrated, revealing a call. I looked at the ID and found Jay's name. "Hello?" "Will," Jay's voice said over the phone, an excitement within the single word. "I've got some great news..." _________________________________________________________________________________________ As I said in my previous chapter post, we've reached the point of what I have written. I'm working on writing more, but life gets in the way. I'll be taking a short break so that I can get more written. I'm hoping this isn't a story that could go on forever, so I'm trying to figure out a good ending. What it will be, who knows. If you have ideas or there's something you want to see, please let me know. No promises they'll happen, but I love seeing your thoughts. Until our next Sermon, keep fucking.

Hell No! I don't Top often but when I do I want him to have experiences with different Men. When at the bathhouse a guy had listed himself looking for Multiple loads. His ass already was wet and filled with Cum. I fucked and unloaded in his well used hole.

There are a number of "telll's" that indicate how much is up there. If it's leaking out on it's own, the guy has been celebrating his Lusts for quite a while. That said, here are a couple: 1. I get on my knees if he's on his, pull his cheeks apart, and if everything passes the olfactory test, I look for leakage when the cheeks are pulled apart a bit. It's the sense of connection that I particularly love, so the volume isn't the key, it's the fact that I'm not the first. I do particularly love "volume", but it's the pleasure the bottom takes in acting on his impulses, and doing so proudly, with confidence that turns my crank the most. 2. After shoving my tongue in there, if there's a lot of Sperm, it becomes evident right away. If there isn't that also becomes evident. When there's a lot, I don't need to consume it all, I just get off knowing that there's a lot, and rutting in loads off other Cocks is fantastic to me. All I want is the confirmation that he's a cumdump - which, to me, means he's dealt with the cultural bullshit, done his intellectual/emotional work involved in becoming the man he needs to be, coming out of that process happy with who he is. 3. Not that I've ever measured, but if, for instance, there's a tablespoon right at the lips, there'll be more farther up inside. If there's almost none right at the back door, there won't be much farther up-stream either. When there isn't, I just enjoy what I've already rutted my tongue in, and proceed. Thus, there's however much the previous Cocks have shot, plus mine when I'm done, and I feel confident I haven't been selfish. 4. Frankly, I don't ask how many loads, and if the bottom tells me anyway, I pay little attention. I know what counts, and I can find that out without being told. Thanks for the question; hope this helps answer it.

Yeah, I’m a bug chaser. It didn’t take me long into my bareback bottomhood to realize that the thrill of sex increased exponentially if there was a danger element involved. So I started doing it with married men. In public places. With the partners of friends of mine. And eventually with Poz men. I must admit that the whole Poz thing really turned me on. At first I was kind of freaked out about how I got off on the idea of playing roulette with my health, but once you experience that thrill of living on the edge and letting a Poz guy stay in you when he cums... well. It’s all over from there. But this was the mid 90’s and dating/hookup apps didn’t really exist yet. And Poz guys weren’t really to be found on AOL and gay.com. At least not where I lived in middle America. What we did have in my community, though, was a small AIDS hospice. Okay, okay. I know how this sounds. Pretty sick, right? A young guy trolling an AIDS hospice for Poz cock? Preying on gay men in the last stages of life?? But that’s exactly what I did. And very successfully too, I might add. I was in my mid-20’s back then. I was decently attractive with a sort of “golly gee” innocent charm about me (that totally hid my pervy side). And I had a good ass. Total bubble butt. I mean, from the age of twelve I knew I was built to be a bottom. Anyway, I applied to be a volunteer at the hospice. I said I would love to come read to the guys or talk or just keep them company. I could come by in the evenings and on weekends when I wasn’t working. AIDS still had a strong stigma back then, so having a young gay such as myself willing to volunteer was a bit of a novelty. I was snapped up quickly. Now, don’t go thinking that I immediately started going down on and raping all the men in hospice— because I didn’t. I actually did read to them and chat and keep them company, as I had volunteered to do. But I was also developing relationships and sussing out which men might be up for some unprotected sex with an eager, 20-something bottom slut. Eventually I found Ken. Ken was in the later stages of his illness. He was still handsome, in a way, but pretty gaunt. Blonde. Sharp Blue eyes. Mustachioed. He was one that I read to on a consistent basis. But we also talked and developed a decent friendship. Once we were fairly comfortable with each other, I asked him about his past. Like, did he have a partner ever? Did he used to have lots of sex? Did he know how he became infected? Did he used to go to bath houses or anything? He smiled slyly at me and opened up about being quite promiscuous in his day. “How promiscuous?” I prompted. Which is when he started regaling me with tales of sex parties, orgies, back rooms of dance clubs, bookstores, and yes— bath houses. He’d done them all. “And I really liked it,” he said wistfully. “I just really liked sex.” In subsequent visits I prodded him for more and more details, always saying things like “Life is so different now— this doesn’t happen. Back then it was so much more... exciting.” To which he’d agree. He didn’t know how he’d become infected, but it was several years ago now- probably in the later 80’s. He laughed and confided, “Yeah, I was stupid back then. I figured since I was a top, I was immune. That only bottoms got infected. Whoops.” Hearing this I asked if he only ever topped. He shrugged. “I tried bottoming a couple times— didn’t really enjoy it. Besides, once guys saw my dick I sort of automatically became the top.” “That big, huh? You poor thing! You must have been very popular!” I laughed. “How else do you think I wound up in this bed?” He chuckled. From there, I started steering our conversations into more sexual waters. Like did he miss sex? When was the last time he had some ass, etc. He looked at me wistfully and said he hadn’t had any since a year before hospice and that he did miss it. “With all the ass I’ve had, you think I’d be satiated, but I’m not. You always want more,” He said quietly. “Yeah, I know.” I told him. “I’m such a slut for big cock, I can never get enough of it.” Then I winked at him. He actually blushed. That was as far as I pushed it for awhile, letting the seed I’d planted in his mind to germinate a little. Plus, I needed to be sure about what I was going to do and then prepare my next steps. After a couple more “innocent” visits to Ken, I was ready to take it to the next level. This time, for my reading material, I brought some gay erotica. I started reading it aloud, as I would have our other book. After it became apparent what I was reading, he stopped me. “This is a bit of a departure from our usual,” He said hesitantly. “Yeah, I know. But I wanted to mix it up. And given some of our conversations I thought you might like this change of pace.” And I kept reading. As I read, I looked over occasionally and could see him fidgeting a bit and shifting around. I also saw him casually put his hands in his lap to mask his growing erection. I smiled at this and kept on reading. It was a particularly vivid account of a young bottom going to the baths and getting bred by stud after stud- cum leaking out of his chute. After the account of the fourth load from a particularly randy well-hung black stud I put down the magazine and said, “Hmm. You don’t have to be shy. Let that boner be free, it’s ok. We’re both gay, and I got one too.” The chair I was reading in faced him so I shifted my legs so he could see my crotch. I saw him eye my bulge hungrily although he did blush again. But he also moved his hands for me. Holy fucking tent. “Damn Ken, you DO Have a big one, don’t you?” I said breathlessly. I could see the sheet moving slightly as his pulse made his dick jump. “Can I... can I see it? Just a peek. Please??” He looked toward the door and hesitated, and I looked him squarely in the eye and said please again. Slowly he lifted the edge of the sheet and freed his impressive cock. “Ohhh. My.” I exhaled. His Dick was beautiful. It had to be 9 inches at least. It was one of those cocks where the head wasn’t huge and flared— just behind the rim of the head his shaft grew in girth until it reached its widest point about 1/3 of the way down the shaft. Then it tapered slightly to the base. It also arced proudly out from his groin, like the weight of the end of it pulled it slightly downward. And below it all were a nice pair of low hangers, just resting on the mattress. “Damn, you are blessed aren’t you?” I whispered in awe. “Sometimes I think it was a curse,” he said. “Like, if I had an average dick maybe I wouldn’t be sick right now.” “Maybe,” I said matter of factly. “But do you really think having a smaller cock would have changed your sex drive though? I mean, I know big dick guys who have no libido at all, and small dick guys who jack off 10 times a day. All I know is that you seem to have been sexually insatiable and probably would have found a way to have tons of sex, with or without that monster.” This talk was making him lose his hard on, so I quickly said, “Hey. How about you tell ME an erotic story. Like from your bathhouse days. Don’t be a lazy bitch and entertain ME for a change.” I smiled. “Surely you must have a hot tale of a favorite fuck to share.” He smiled back slowly and said, “Oh yeah. I have a few good ones. How about I tell you about the young marine?” “Sounds good to me! Let’s hear it,” i urged. “So this was at the bath house, oh many years ago now. I was there one night and in the sling room was this young, muscle-stud. He had a ‘friend’ who was guarding the entry and whoring him out. Several guys were peering in and and watching the action so I asked the ‘friend’ what what was going on. Turns out this little muscle stud was a Marine, had just turned 21 and wanted his own 21 gun salute. The friend was helping to line up good Dick and to make sure things didn’t get out of control. So far the kid was up to 11 loads and #12 sounded like he was getting close. So I asked if I could take a turn and flashed my dick at the friend. The friend smiled and said “you’re up next”.” “Oh damn, man,” I said. “This is my total fantasy! Sorry for doing this but....” I then unfastened my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock. Ken watched me do it and made no protestations. After watching me slow stroke a few times he went back to his story. “So I hear #12 finish up— loudly. And as soon as he left the room, I walked in. The kid was fucking hot. Exactly what you’d think of when you think US Marine. Tan. Well muscled. Lanky. Buzz cut dark hair. Even the dog tags laying between his pecs. His legs were slightly furry as was his ass. The kid looked up at me and his eyes were totally blown- probably on something. Or it could have been that sex haze. Anyway, I walked up to his face so he could get a look at my cock and his eyes got real big! And then his mouth opened... So I fucked his mouth to get myself good and hard. He was choking and gagging on my cock, but also just moaning like a bitch in heat. It didn’t take me long before I was raging hard. Like I am now.” I looked back at his cock and he was back at full mast and throbbing. I scored my chair right up next to his bed so he was within reach. I think Ken knew what I was thinking, but he didn’t stop me. “Go on...” I urged. “So, I pull out of his mouth and moved to position. I look down and can see a trickle of cum leaking out his ass, as well as a good puddle on the floor. I can’t believe I’m saying this but— I bent down and scooped up some floor spunk and slathered it on my Dick. Then I pushed into him. This boy was so used and so full of cum, I really didn’t need the extra lube, but the idea was hot to me. I pushed in pretty easily to a point, then met with resistance as I got to his second ring. So I took my time and slow-stroked him with just enough Dick so I was teasing his second ring. It felt so... WHOA!” It was at this point in his story when I reached over and grabbed his cock. It startled him. “Whaaa what are you doing?” He asked in a shaky voice. “I’m helping you out, man. You need this. And I want to do this. I wanna make you cum as you finish this story.” His breath was shaky and shallow, but I kept my hand on that impressive cock and jacked it slowly. His eyes half closed and he swallowed thickly. And I knew I had him. “So, you were fucking him slowly, right up to that second ring....” I promoted. His eyes close... “Yeah. Um. So I start to tease deeper. I slow push into him and get my head up in his second ring and you would think the marine is storming Iwo Jima from the noises he starts making. I pull out and slow push in again. And again. And again. Eventually this marine is grunting and Ooo Rah’ing and taking it like a goddamn champ. So I really start giving it to him. Hard. The sling chains are singing and my groin is totally covered in cum spatter as all the other loads are being fucked out of him and deeper into him. He’s going cum crazy and bucking into me to take all I can give. I look back at the door and like 5 guys are watching us fuck. I know I can’t hold out much longer and thankfully I don’t have to. Suddenly the kid cries out and I see cum shooting from his Dick all over his chest and belly. I can feel his ass spasming around my cock and that’s about all she wrote. I ram it it hard, as deep as I can, and I flood his fucking slut marine guts. He’s whimpering and moaning and I and I am so turned on that I keep cumming and cumming and... AGGGH.” Ken’s cum shoots in a perfect arc from his Dick and spatters the sheets. The next spurts drip down my hand and onto his balls. When his orgasm subsided, I got up, put my hard cock away, and got him a wash cloth. I then cleaned up the mess. “Looks like someone had been saving up quite a load,” I said with a grin. Ken couldn’t meet my eyes. I think he felt embarrassed or something. I covered him with a sheet and patted his leg. “Dude, that was incredibly hot and I regret nothing. In fact, I hope we can do this again.” Ken didn’t say anything, but.. was that a tiny nod? After that, I would pepper in my visits with some erotic reading, and it would end with Ken telling me of one of his escapades while I jacked him. It was definitely hot- but time to take it to the next level. About a month after our first JO encounter, I started a more frank discussion with him involving his status. “So, did you still have as much sex after you became positive or did it kind of stop after that.” He grew quiet and didn’t answer for a time. “It stopped… for awhile.” he sighed. “But sex is hard to give up. Did you switch to condoms then?” I inquired. “Mostly…?” he whispered. “Bareback sex is even harder to give up, isn’t it? It’s ok, trust me I get it. You can tell me. I’m not here to judge you- we’re friends.” This seemed to open Ken up a bit. “When I was diagnosed, I sort of… shut down. I withdrew and basically stopped all sex cold turkey. I wasn’t partnered at the time, so I didn’t have to worry about that pressure. Heck, I didn’t even jack off. I just sort of became a sexual zombie. Eventually I was finding myself checking out guys again. Getting horny. Getting those ‘inconvenient boners’ during the day. I started jacking again. And then I got the urge to fuck again. I tried some hookups where I used condoms, but … they didn’t work out so well. I just couldn’t stay hard being all gloved up, and I would end up disappointing the bottom. So I kind of gave up the idea of sex again. Until…” he trailed off. “You fucked a guy bareback and gave him your poz load.” I said. Ken looked up at me with a startled look on his face. “Yeah. I mean no. I mean, I didn’t really mean to, but… it just sort of happened.” “It’s okay Ken. We’re sexual beings and you must have been insanely horny. So, this was your first time fucking bare as an HIV positive man— and I gather that you liked it. Tell me about it?” It looked like he was struggling with something internally. His face contorted a bit and he wouldn’t look at me. So I grabbed his hand and held it for awhile and we sat in silence for a few minutes. “I’m worried what you’ll think of me, but…. “ “I was so damn horny. It had been almost a year since my diagnosis and no real sex. I was going out of my mind. One afternoon I found myself on autopilot and sort of ‘came to’ when I was standing outside my favorite old adult bookstore. I went in and paid my 5 bucks and headed to the back. It wasn’t very crowded and honestly I didn’t even know what I was doing there. I didn’t know what I wanted but I knew I needed to get off. Maybe jack off watching others? Maybe a BJ? I didn’t know. I wandered around for a few and noticed that the glory hole booths were busy. There were these two particular booths that had a decent sized glory hole. I noticed a few lurkers hanging in this area, so I figured some guy was giving BJ’s. So I leaned up against the wall to watch. It wasn’t long before one door opened and this hispanic construction worker came out and was fastening up his pants. He headed for the exit and one of the other lurkers took his place in the empty booth. It wasn’t long before we could hear some groans and movement noises coming from these booths. And the booths, being flimsy plywood, were kind of shaking a bit. So it became apparent that more than just a BJ going on. I look over and the other guy has his fly open and is jacking a pretty decent piece of uncut meat…. “ By now Ken was hard, the retelling had him excited. So I reached over pulled back the sheet and took him in hand, as usual. He flinched a little, but let it happen. He still wouldn’t look at me though, his head was facing the other way out the window as he remembered. “So the guy in booth 1 cums loudly and the booth rocking stops. About a minute later, he comes out with a big smile on his face and heads for the exit. Now there are just two of us ‘lurkers’, and we look at each other. The other guy is older, kind of hard to tell his age really. Maybe 60? Looks a bit… sick… you know? Probably similar to how I look now And I knew. I KNEW he was poz. And yet there he was, jacking his cock at the book store…. He raised his eyebrows at me as if asking if I was heading in or not? I shook my head, and he walked into the empty booth. He didn’t close the door. So I found myself slowly walking up and watching. The old guy fed his dick through the hole and started moaning as I heard the wet sounds of a hungry mouth going to town on his cock. ‘Fuck yeah, suck it faggot,’ he whispers harshly. In my head I know this guy is poz and he’s just letting this guy suck him. In my head I’m really conflicted, but I can’t look away. And I’m… really turned on. Soon the wet sucking noises stop and I hear that unmistakable click noise of lube bottle being opened. I know what’s going to happen and again I’m watching it all go down and not saying anything. The old guy moans and I know the guy on the other side of the wall just sheathed that uncut cock in his ass. The booth starts moving slowly and I can hear the wet sound of ass fucking. My cock is so hard at this point it’s like it wants to tear a hole in my pants to get out.” In my hand, Ken’s cock is mirroring his cock in the story. He’s wickedly hard as he’s retelling this and I just keep jacking him. I stop just long enough to spit on my hand and go back. Ken makes a small noise in his throat, then goes back to his story. “The old guy starts really fucking into this dude’s ass through the glory hole. I’m basically in the booth with him at this point, my face close to the glory hole so I can see his cock going in and out of this ass. I can tell he’s getting close by his wheezing, when suddenly he stiffens up and grunts a few times and I know. I know his load, his… sickness… is shooting into the ass on the other side of the wall. I feel like I should say something. I feel like I should have stopped it before it got this far. But I didn’t. I just watched it all happen while my cock betrayed me in my pants. And I kept watching as the old guy slowly pulled out of the ass with a wet plop. Yup. Definitely no condom on that. He zips up and pats my shoulder. ‘It’s worth it,’ he says. And he exits the booth, leaving me alone in there. I see a finger extend into the glory hole from the other side. The international symbol for ‘stick your dick through, i’m waiting’. At this point I’m basically beyond the point of no return, so I close the booth door and open my pants. I hear the appreciative “DAMN” from the other side of the wall an I know he’s eyeballing my cock through the hole. He sticks his finger through again and motions to me. And before I know it, i’m feeding my dick through the hole. It was all I could do not to cum when I felt his mouth around my dick. It had been so damn long! I let him suck me for awhile, then I felt him pull off. Felt him apply the lube to my dick. I knew this was my chance to pull back… to stop. But I … I didn’t. And then I felt him slowly push his ass back onto my dick. The warm, wet heat enveloped me and I almost cried it felt so good! But I also was so conflicted— I was in this ass raw. And even though I’m pretty sure the previous guy just left a toxic load in there, that wasn’t me. Or was it? All I know is that fucking ass without a condom felt so damn good. I’m so turned on that I know I won’t last much longer. This guy is slamming his ass back onto my dick and fucking himself with it and I’m just standing there pressed against the booth wall letting him. I felt the orgasm building in my balls. I knew I was close. I knew I could pull out and spray all over the booth floor. I knew all this… and I let him keep fucking onto me. I needed the release. I needed to fuck. And then… it happened. I was cumming in him. I was in a post orgasmic haze— barely remember pulling out and zipping up. After a minute or two I stumbled out of the booth just as the other guy was coming out of his. We looked at each other. The guy was in his mid 40’s. Handsome. Dressed in suit pants, white shirt, and a tie. And had a wedding ring on. He saw me see it, and he just shrugged and smiled. ‘Thanks for that!’ he says. After that monster, I’m done.’ And he turned and was out the exit.” Ken paused here in his story and I still jacked his cock. I don’t know what prompted me to push, but I did. “That must have been a shock. Seeing that you just put your dirty load into a guy with a wife and kids, huh? Especially for your first time raw fucking as a poz man. I bet you felt sick about it… and turned on, too.” Ken finally looked at me. “Yeah. At first I was angry. I was all “You stupid fucker! You know you shouldn’t fuck without a condom! You have a wife!” “But it was hot because he WAS married and he WAS careless. Which made it all the hotter. Plus he’d taken god knows how many other loads that day. At least 3. Breeding married men is aways the holy grail… right?” I said all while jacking Ken’s cock more quickly. Ken’s eyes were boring into me. “Fuck yes. Stupid married men, thinking with their dicks … and asses. It’s almost like they’re asking for it. Asking to be caught.” “Asking to be infected,” I whispered. “Getting what they deserve,” he says. “Which is what made it easier the next time, and the next time, and the next time…giving all those stupid fuckers your toxic seed. How many did you fuck and fill, Ken?” That’s when I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking him while I still jacked. “Oh jesus,” Ken moaned quietly and I felt his hand come to the back of my head. I finally had his monster cock in my mouth and I lovingly sucked it and worked the head with my tongue. “Shit, I’m gonna…” Ken managed and he struggled to pull away. But I just gripped his cock and kept my mouth planted right where it was. Spurt after spurt of bitter, salty cum filled my mouth, but I swallowed it greedily. I kept him in my mouth until his cock started to soften- the last dribbles of semen pearling onto my tongue. Ken’s hand was still resting on the back of my head. When I finally released him from my mouth, he said “You shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m really sick, man.” He looked away from me sheepishly. “Ken, you know that the risk of transmission orally is very small. Also, I’ve been wanting to do that for months.” I tell him. He looked at me, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. “I’m going to let you in on a secret,” I tell him as we look at each other. “I’m not a nice boy who volunteers at an AIDS hospice and secretly pines for a boyfriend and two dogs and a house in the burbs. No. I’m a naughty boy. Sometimes I have anonymous sex. I don’t always fuck with a condom. I let guys cum inside me. Sometimes even if I don’t know their status. And sometimes…” I see something flicker across his gaze. “Even when I DO know their status.” “I love taking those loads best of all.” And I winked at him. A couple weeks later, I was back at Ken’s bedside for our reading time. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight was the night. I was going to get his cock and load inside me— unless he had a sudden attack of conscience and wouldn’t let me. I had come prepared. I had cleaned out thoroughly, prelubed my hole, and had lube and poppers in my backpack. I was also wearing a pair of gym shorts that I had cut strategically in the back for access. I pulled out the erotic fiction from his nightstand and read a good story to get Ken in the mood. It worked like always and soon he was tenting up that bedsheet. I put down the magazine. “So, tonight I thought maybe we’d do something different,” say. I see him look at me quizzically. “I thought perhaps I’d tell you one of my stories instead? Something… naughty.” Ken licked his lips and nodded approval. “So, there’s this guy I was hot for. Older than me, but handsome. Blonde— like you. Blue eyes, too. We chatted for a long time before I finally got up the courage to make a move on him.” I reached over and grabbed his throbbing cock. “We did some minor stuff— just hand jobs and blow jobs mostly. Turns out the guy is fucking hung like a racehorse! Fucking jackpot! I seriously can’t get enough of his big dick,” I said while jacking him. Ken’s eyes look black as his pupils are complete dilated as he watches me. “I mean, I love sucking that big fucker,” I said as I bent down to suck on Ken’s cock for awhile. “But I need more, you know? I’m a slutty bottom that craves big cock. And if this awesome guy won’t give me his, then I’ll just go to a bookstore and take some random strangers through a glory hole— you know?” Ken’s breath is coming faster now as I continue to suck him a bit. “So one night, I make my move and try to get this guy to FINALLY put it in me already! Only that’s when he springs it on me. He’s HIV positive. He doesn’t like fucking with condoms and he doesn’t want to risk infecting me, so he doesn’t want to fuck me.” I look at Ken as I pause in my story. “So I started sucking his cock and I tell him that I don’t care. That I want him to fuck me bare. That I want to— no, NEED to feel him cum inside me. I tell him I’ve let other men fuck me bare and some of them have probably been poz too. Heck, I might even be infected now and I may not know it. I’m so slutty and careless it’s almost like I DESERVE to get it, you know? Just another stupid bottom thinking with his hole. And whether he fucks me or not, nothing is gonna change this.” I feel Ken’s cock twitch and jump in my hand as I say all this. I then casually reach into my back pack and get out the lube and poppers. Ken’s breath hitches in his chest. I open the lube and start slathering his massive member. Ken’s eyes don’t leave mine. “So, this guy finally relents. I lube him up, open my shorts, lube my hole a bit, then get on top of him,” i say as I climbing onto his bed and mimicking all the actions coming out of my mouth, “and take a massive hit of poppers because I know I’m gonna need them.” I hit the poppers hard. “And then I slowly— finally— lowered myself onto him,” I whispered. It was like being torn open. Even with the poppers, Ken’s cock was huge. Easily the biggest I’d ever taken in my life to that point. It was the thick part just past the head that was the trick. I had to pull off, relube him, hit more poppers and slowly inch my way through that thick part as my hole burned in protest. Then there was a ‘pop’ as that thick spot suddenly breached my hole, and it got easier. I slid all the way down. Ken hissed as I hilted myself onto his dick. His hands found my hips. “The guy’s cock was massive, but I’d wanted it for so long inside me that I took it like a champ. And then I started riding him slowly. I wanted him to feel every inch of my insides and know that I wanted him there.” I rode Ken slowly up and down, getting myself used to his dick. Occasionally I stopped for poppers. “This guy had told me stories about his past… how much ass he’d fucked. I just hope mine would live up to the others. And, truth be told, I loved the fact that his dick had been in so many guys and it was finally my turn.” “I know this guy said he was conflicted about fucking me, but his raging hardon said otherwise. He loved it. And I know that in his secret heart of hearts, that he loved breeding guys with his poz seed. He loved fucking bare and dumping his toxic DNA into as many asses as would take it. Breeding all these guys who would never ask for a condom. Never ask about status. Just take whatever load in their cumhungry cunts. I know he didn’t like to admit it to himself and he probably felt ashamed for doing it. And even more ashamed for being so goddamn turned on by the idea that he’s infected dozens, if not hundreds of guys by now.” “Yeaaaaaah,” Ken moaned quietly as I continued to ride him. “I told this guy that it was ok. I understood. We all had that biological urge to procreate, and this was our way. Making sure a little bit of us lived on in others. And I told him I was a willing vessel. In fact, I wanted him to cum in me. I wanted it to be HIS cum that infected me. I didn’t want to be like he was and not know where the virus came from. I wanted the moment to be memorable. I wanted to KNOW. And I wanted him to know that he was the one.” I was riding the full length of Ken at this point. I had opened up to where his cock was plunging into my second ring on each thrust and I was leaking precum into my gym shorts with every bounce on his cock. Ken was helping guide me as he grabbed my hips. “Do it Ken. Cum in me! Fill me! I want you to be the one! Please??? Be the one who knocks me up!” Ken’s eyes flicked open and he grabbed my hips hard as he thrust up into me. His cock was buried well up into my second ring when I felt the pulses. The throbs. The wet heat. Ken’s AIDS cum was shooting so deep into me that I knew it would take. And I filled my gym shorts with my own seed as I spontaneously came from the knowledge that I was taking a living part of Ken and continuing the line. Ken shuddered and we stayed welded together until his cock had softened enough to easily come out of my ass. As I pulled off of him I bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. I got off the bed, grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean him off. There was a little blood on the rag after I washed off his dick. He saw it and his eyes got big and I could see him wondering if he had hurt me. “Dude, you have a massive cock- the biggest that’s ever been in me. I was expecting this. Maybe next time I’ll be a bit more loosened up.” And I smiled at him as I went to the wash room to clean myself up. Ken and I fucked a few more times, but it wasn’t long before his health took a turn and before I knew it, he was gone. At least I got to be by his side when he left this world; for that I’m grateful. And yes, I did get sick after our fuck sessions. Sure enough, I had caught the ‘fuck flu’. Testing confirmed it. Given the timing, I knew it was Ken’s doing. And I was grateful for that ,too. I kept volunteering at the hospice after that. I mean, it wasn’t like Ken was the only guy I spent time with during my visits, but Ken was the only one I had cultivated a fuck relationship with. Until Mark. One evening I was visiting Mark and as I was preparing to read to him he stopped me. “Um, I was wondering if you could maybe read this tonight instead,” he asked. He pulled out the magazine of erotic fiction that I had given Ken for our sessions, and he handed it to me. I smiled. “Uh, Ken said that you would read to him out of this and it was very, um… stimulating. I was hoping that maybe we could do the same?” Yes Mark. I was positive that we could do the same.

Chapter 8 The guys watching the Kid and Commented “ This Kid is now getting spit-roasted and he takes it ATM”. The Motion made it looked like the Kid had one cock that was going the length of his body and he was getting slid on the man pole. You could tell the Kid was loving every bit of this. The Kid’s cock was semi-hard and was swinging between his legs leaking copious amounts of precum. One of the guys reached under the Kid and stared milking his cock. The Kid instinctively arched his back allowing the guy fucking him to get in deeper. The guy that was up the Kid’s ass said “ Christ ! His hole opened up and swallowed my cock then clamped down on it like a vise “. He also said “ This Kid’s ass is unbelievable “. The Other guy that was in his mouth said “ You should feel his mouth, he opened his throat when I went in “. The one guy that was up the Kid’s ass said “ I want to take this Kid home and enjoy myself all night, and the next day “. The Kid was enjoying himself and hearing how good he was doing wanted to get make the guys enjoy it even more and stared working both ends to give the guys more pleasure. Another guy came in to the clearing and heard some of this and when over to the Handler and said he didn’t have long but wanted to get a piece of the Kid’s ass. The guy had a cutoff shirt and shorts on. The two of them talked for a minute and came to an agreement and the guy was waiting his turn to work the Kid’s ass. The Guy in Kid’s mouth started grunting and then unloaded his second load of the night. The Kid choked a little but was determined to suck him through his climax and give him the best blow job he ever got. When the guy was done and started to pull out the Kid grabbed the guy by the butt cheeks and held him in his mouth, making sure he got every drop. The Kid moved one of his hands so that his fingers could massage the guy’s brown hole. The Guy stopped him and said “ You really want to get more but I am done for a while”. Seeing and hearing what the Kid was doing to the guy in his mouth got so excited that he stared to shake and went deep on several strokes. He was unloading his second cum od the night. He knew from experience that his second load was usually bigger and stronger. The Kid could feel every volley of cum that was being shot in his ass. He was using his muscles again to milk that cock of every drop. Between the excitement and the drugs hat were now at full strength in his body he was having a ball and didn’t want it to ever end. When the Guy pulled out of his mouth the Kid stared gasping for air and he was drenched in tine sweat. The guy in his ass stayed him for a bit trying to let some piss flow but he was to tried and even though the Kid’s young ass still had a firm grip on the cock embedded in his spun ass he eventually had to pull out. Partially because he was tired, and he also wanted to give the new guy a turn. When the guy pulled out the Kid felt a cool breeze enter his ass. He also noticed how empty he felt. Even though he was spun he wouldn’t have minded more drugs shoved up his ass or another hit on that magic pipe. A guy that was off to one was slowly jerking his smaller cock and watching the action the Kid was getting said this is really hot and I am about to shoot a five-day load. The handler said “ Don’t waist it, come over and Load this Kid, he will need a bit more lube in his ass to get him ready for what is coming next “. With that the guy went behind the Kid and aimed his cock at the sloppy hole pushed him self into the Kid’s quivering ass. The handler saw the wedding ring on the guy and had a devilish thought. He didn’t know if the guy partied any but tonight he was going to get a taste of it. He dipped a finger into his baggie and coated it with some of the ground up tina. The guy was straing to shake when the handler walked up behind the married guy, he asked him “ You want a finger up that ass ‘? The guy replied “ God yes “. The guy had no idea what he was about to get but the handler opened the married guys cheeks, spit on the hole and took a clean finger stared massaging the tight browney in front of him, teasing the orifice. The Kid hearing this and feeling that tickle at his opening caused from the guys cock, arched his back and bowed his legs allowing more access to his nether regions. The Handler took his meth covered finger and pushed it up the married guy’s ass. He stared twisting and turning his finger to make sure the drug would be packed in the married guy’s rectum.

Part 9 That afternoon we all went on a bus tour of Berlin and saw all the sights and then we stopped for an early dinner, where, as always, quite a lot of alcohol was consumed. When we got back to the hotel, I had a rest and then I got ready to go and meet a couple of guys I had arranged to hook up with. I was feeling very horny and had arranged to meet up with two poz guys - they were a couple, neither of them on meds, and were looking for a hole to breed with their unmedicated loads. I had been HIV positive for about eighteen months now and I had discovered that it really turned me on to be re-charged every now and then. I found my way to their flat. They were two good looking guys - one was a bear in his late 30s, with a bio-hazard tattoo on his shoulder and the other was a thin ginger skinhead who appeared to be a few years younger. They told me their names - and then indicated that I should get on my knees and soon their trousers and pants were down and I was sucking on two nice big hard cocks, moving from one to the other until they pushed their cocks into my mouth together. The bear turned round and bent over the bed and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue up his arse and started licking him. His boyfriend pulled my pants down and began to finger my arse and soon he was rubbing some lube into my hole. I took off my trousers and pants and knelt up on the bed as the skinhead pushed his cock into my arse and began to fuck me. I know I always say I'm more of a top, and that's true, but sometimes I just want to be used, fucked and bred and this was one of these times. The skinhead began to fuck me harder and I was loving every minute of it and then he pulled out and his partner took his place. They took turns fucking me for a while and then the bear pulled out and indicated to me to get on my back. I laid on my back and raised my legs and he went straight back up me and began to fuck me even harder. The skinhead squatted over me and pushed his arse into my face and I noticed that he too had a bio hazard tattoo - on his arse. As soon as my tongue went up him I realised he had a load up his arse and almost immediately he began to push it out into my mouth. This turned me on even more and I didn't resist as he pushed the rest of it out. When he had finished, he moved round and took his partner's place up my arse. As the skinhead fucked me, his partner rubbed some lube into his hole, stepped up behind him and pushed his cock up his arse. The skinhead stayed still for a moment and then began to fuck me again, now fucking himself on his partner's cock as he hammered my arse. I could tell he was getting close and a couple of minutes later he bent forward over me and groaned and I knew he was breeding me. The minute he pulled out my arse, his partner pushed up me and began to fuck me really hard. After just ten or twelve more thrusts he told me to take what he was giving me and shot his dirty load right up me. I left and made my way to the underground, now horny as fuck with two high viral loads up my cunt. I was quite looking forward to spending some time on my own that night. Lewis was taking Neil out for a meal and drinks to thank him for being his best man and I knew that Jamie, Jamal and Robert were going out on the town together. I wasn't sure what the others were doing but I knew exactly how I was intending to spend the evening. I had discovered the Tiergarten the last time I was in Berlin, when one of the guys I fucked took me cruising there. It had been pretty raunchy on that occasion and I was looking forward to getting my pants down in the open air and hopefully taking a few more loads with no questions asked. I was fairly sure I could remember the way and I came out of the S Bahn, walked past the Burger King and along the road towards the roundabout and before long I had found the area I was looking for. There were already quite a few guys cruising around and passed one fit guy who had his cock out and went down on him. I sucked him for a while and then stood up, pulled my pants down and bent over, offering him my arse. He went straight up me and began to fuck me. He said something in German I didn't understand and then repeated it in English. "You have already been fucked?" I nodded and he pushed me forward and began to fuck me really hard. I sensed he just wanted to get off and I bent forward and enjoyed another good hard bareback fuck. He didn't last very long and soon I was being bred for the third time that evening. A short time later I joined a group of guys who were wanking and sucking and at one point I was standing opposite a good looking guy who looked to be around my age - mid to late 20s. He had a nice big cock and I leaned forward to suck it. As I was sucking his cock, I felt hands on my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and fingering my hole. Then I felt a cock pushing up my arse and seconds later I was being fucked again. I decided not to look round to see who was fucking me - I didn't really care who it was - and I was quite happy to be fucked by anyone who wanted to breed me that night. The guy fucking me shot his load and another guy went up me as soon as he pulled out. When the second guy pulled out, the guy I was sucking pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved round behind me. I felt his cock pushing up my arse and I bent forward, sucking on any cock that was presented to me and enjoying what was turning out to be one of the horniest cruising sessions I had experienced in a long time. I felt the guy fucking me getting ready to cum just as one guy shot his load in my mouth and another wanked his out all over my face. As I bent over to pull my pants up, I could feel some of the cum running down my legs and decided to take a break. I remembered that the guy who had taken me to the Tiergarten before had shown me another cruising area, which as far as I could remember was just across the road from this part of the park. I set off back up the path to the road, enjoying the cool night air and enjoying even more the sensation of my arse being well and truly loaded. A short time later I found the other cruising area, which was quite quiet. There was a toilet block which appeared to be open all night and nearby were some table tennis tables. When I had been there before, some guys were bent over the tables getting fucked. This time there was only one guy, a stocky, older guy with a really fit arse, bent over the table with his pants down. I was tempted, but I didn't want to cum just yet. I noticed a young guy with dark hair and glasses, who looked to be in his late teens or early twenties. He was thin and quite nerdy looking and was looking over at the tables as if he wanted to join in the action but wasn't quite confident enough yet. A tall young black guy moved in behind the guy bent over the table. He pulled his trousers and pants down and I heard the other guy groan as the black guy went up him. So far I hadn't seen anyone use a condom and I watched them fuck for a while and then made my way back to the cruising area on the other side of the road. It was a bit busier and, feeling even more horny than before, I watched a young guy getting fucked over a tree branch and when the guy fucking him had finished , he pulled his pants up and wandered off. I decided to take his place and soon I was leaning over the tree branch, pants down, arse in the air. It was not long before someone went up me and, once again, I didn't look round to see who it was. I stayed bent over the tree for a while and was fucked by several guys, some of whom shot their load up me and some who just fucked me for a while and then pulled out. As far as I could tell, none of them used condoms. After a while, most of the guys had wandered off and I decided to call it a night. I was still very horny though - in addition to the two guys who had fucked me earlier in the evening, I guessed that at least some of the guys who bred me in the park were also poz, and I was feeling at my most toxic. I decided to take a last walk across the road and see if anything was happening there . Two guys were now bent over the tables, both being fucked, and the young lad I had seen earlier was still there watching. He had moved a bit closer to the tables and as we both watched the scene in front of us, I began to cruise him. I didn't think I could get him to bend over the tables, but I thought I might get to fuck him if I got him somewhere quieter. He was clearly interested, and after a while I was rubbing my cock through my trousers and he was doing the same. I was about to suggest moving somewhere quieter when he moved towards the tables. He looked behind him to make sure I was following him and then, to my surprise, he pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over the table, looking over his shoulder at me. As I moved in behind him, he reached round and pulled his cheeks apart, exposing his arsehole. This lad was clearly up for it! I felt his hole and found it lubed, so I wasted no time in moving in behind him, positioned my cock against his hole and then pushing it slowly up his arse. He was very tight, so I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him. He groaned and bent forward over the table as I began to fuck him harder and soon he was moaning and playing with his cock as I fucked him, enjoying every minute of feeling my cock thrusting up his tight young arse. I hadn't cum all evening and I was super horny after being fucked so many times and before long I was getting close. I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him as hard as I could and then I felt myself starting to cum. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming as I fired load after load of highly toxic dirty cum into his tight young arse. As I pulled out, I realised we had attracted a bit of an audience and, as I stepped back, another guy moved forward and went up the young lad's arse. Three or four older guys were watching and wanking and I was fairly sure the young lad was going to end up getting gang banged. He had started off very shy and hesitant, but he was now totally into being fucked. I was pleased that I had helped him on his way to becoming the cumdump he so obviously wanted to be. I was tired now and started to make my way back up the path to the road. A little further ahead I saw a stocky ginger guy in a sweatshirt and jogging bottoms standing just off the path and my first thought was that he looked very like James from our group. As I got nearer, I realised that it was James. He was standing back from the path, and I noticed that he had his hand down the front of his jogging bottoms. He was facing a little away from me and I realised he was being cruised. A short, dark haired guy had moved in closer to him now and James turned round and moved further back off the path. I couldn't resist following at a discreet distance to see what would happen, and a few minutes later I was watching from behind a bush as James pulled his jogging bottoms and pants down and the guy went down and started sucking his cock. I was getting hard myself now as I watched the guy sucking James's cock and after a while they changed places and James went down and started sucking the dark haired guy. I wondered if James was going to let the guy cum in his mouth, but I realised he had something else in mind as he stood up and said something to the other guy an then, turning around, he pushed his pants right down and bent forward against a tree. The guy moved behind James and pulled his arse cheeks apart. Seconds later, I heard James groan loudly and I knew that the guy had gone right up his arse. I moved in closer and watched James being fucked. The guy was fucking him quite hard now and I began to play with myself as I watched his big cock thrusting up James's arse. I guessed from the way he had slid his cock up James so easily that James must have been well lubed or must have been fucked already that evening. I could tell the guy was getting close and, as I watched, he pushed his cock hard up James's arse a couple of time and held it there and I knew James was getting his apparently straight arse loaded with cum. I know of course that you can never tell which apparently straight guys might be into cock, but I had certainly never thought that I would see James, who talked a lot about his girlfriend and two young children at home, taking it bareback up the arse in a cruising ground. The guy pulled out and disappeared as James straightened up and then bent down to pull up his pants and jogging bottoms and I had a great view of his arse. I had certainly never thought when James showed his arse during the challenge that, not only would I get to see it again, but I would get to see it being fucked! I made my way back up the road and, after first going in the wrong direction, I set off for the short walk back to our hotel. As I walked along, I could feel some of the cum I had taken that night sliding out into my underpants and soaking the back of my jeans, and I thought I should probably have squatted in the bushes and pushed some of it out before I left the park. As I got closer to the hotel, I noticed a couple of familiar figures up ahead - it was Neil and Lewis on their way back from their night out. I could see that Lewis was really drunk and Neil was struggling to support him and keep him upright. I caught them up and soon I was helping Neil to keep Lewis on his feet. This was not easy, as Neil appeared to be almost as drunk as Lewis. As we got closer to the hotel, Lewis was muttering about how he needed to piss, and I realised he was about to unzip himself right in the middle of the street. Neil and I managed to get him up an alley and before long he had unzipped himself and was pissing hard against the wall. At one point, he lurched to the side and pissed all down his trousers. We straightened him up and Neil said "Take hold of his dick." I took hold of Lewis's dick and held it for him while he continued to piss against the wall. When he had finished, I helped him put his dick away and he grinned drunkenly at me and said "Thanks, mate!" We managed to get Lewis up into his room and onto his bed. "We can't leave him like that, " said Neil "he's soaked in piss." Lewis was in a bit of a mess, but I was surprised when Neil said "Give me a hand, mate," and began to undo Lewis's trousers. I hitched Lewis's legs up and Neil pulled his trousers and pants off. Lewis's cock flopped out - it looked as if he was half hard and Neil grinned at me and motioned to me to take hold of it. I shook my head. "No way!" "Go on, mate!" said Neil I was tempted and, encouraged by Neil, I gently took hold of Lewis's cock. Neil grinned at me and motioned to me to play with it. Lewis's cock was already growing in my hand and I began to play with it. Neil grinned and motioned to me to continue and soon Lewis's cock was fully hard and I was wanking him gently. I wasn't sure if Lewis was awake or not now - his eyes were closed but he was grinning drunkenly as I wanked him. Neil was playing with his cock through his trousers and he motioned to me to take Lewis's cock in my mouth. I was very hesitant, but I was also beginning to wonder if Neil and Lewis had planned this between them. Either way, I was horny enough to bend forward and take Lewis's cock into my mouth and soon he was giving little moans as I sucked his cock. His eyes were still closed and he was still grinning and clearly enjoying being sucked as his cock was getting even harder in my mouth. Neil moved round behind me and put his hand on my arse. "What the fuck?" he said as he felt the cum which had soaked my pants and the back of my jeans. "Is that what I think it is?" he asked I nodded. "Fuck!" he said. He was playing with my arse now, pushing my jeans and pants into the crack of my arse as I sucked Lewis. Suddenly I felt the head of Lewis's cock get bigger in my mouth and almost immediately he shot a huge load of cum into my mouth. I kept sucking until I had swallowed all of Lewis's cum and Neil grinned at me and motioned to me to follow him into the toilet. "You dirty cunt!" he said as he pushed his hand against my arse again. "How many guys fucked you?" he asked I shrugged. "I don't know, six or seven, maybe more." "You dirty cunt!" he said again, "You dirty fucking cunt!" He had bent me forward now and he pulled down my trousers and pants and moved in behind me. I felt his hard cock pushing against my arse. I spread my legs and bent further forward and within seconds he was up me and I was being fucked again. "Oh fuck.......fuck yeah!" Neil groaned as he began to fuck me harder . I suddenly thought of Lewis ad wondered if he was awake. If he was, he could hardly fail to hear us fucking but I didn't have much time to think about that as Neil groaned again and pushed right up me and I knew he was firing a big load of cum right into me. We left Lewis lying on his side, snoring, in just his T shirt and socks and made our way quietly back to my room. It had certainly been quite a surprising evening - and there were more surprises to come before the trip was over.

dude this is so weird cause i was never into butt sex, i always thought it was just for fags.. but ever since my best bro helped me try meth, i noticed my butthole just keeps feeling suddenly wet and kinda looser.. I've known for a minute that this shit might be taking me over and messing up my mind, but as I started reading these messages I've been sending all my buddies, I started to really understand what happened.. dude when I smoke meth, it;'s so fuckin awesome, my butthole even tingles some and i kinda am getting obsessed with it, wanting to tell everybody about how it seems like my butthole is just getting looser and wet, even like, family, I feel like they need to know.. i know it's crazy, but bro meth is so awesome, do you wanna try it? will you show me your butthole if I get you high too, dude, I just fuckin love holes now, not like I'm gay but.. because i can't stop telling people and touching it, like rubbing my butthole's puffy lips and feeling it open up and, i think i need to put stuff inside it, i've never felt this, it's kinda insane - yesterday this football player lookin dude walked by me in the park while i hand my hand in my sweat shorts just touching my butthole. and when he looked at me for some reason i just put my legs up and asked him if he wanted to touch my pig hole too.. fucking crazy dude, but i guess i'm totally an actual fag now cause he just slid his big hard cock right in me and I just moaned, and when he said he was gonna nut in my fuckin butthole I didn't even try to stop him.. so have y'all ever like, heard of this bros? cause now you know i'm a faggot piggy boy, i mean, whoa, i don't know what, oinkkkk, dude, please put your cocks in me too, cum in me, i fucking need it oink.. i was a little worried that maybe id gone too far and this was all just the meth, but dude i fuckin love the meth, i don't think ill stop no matter what it makes me do.. i even started just shoving fat shards up my hole now and the more i'm oinking at dudes the more i just wanted to get higher, and dude, I never realized it but nothing tastes better than slurping on their sweaty buttholes and rubbing them all over my face, I just kinda feel like I have to, i can't believe I just literally suck on their holes for hours and I fuckin just love it so now my piggy faggot butthole is just like dripping constantly and i couldn't stop it, it tastes so good bruh, oink, it gets so slimy, so i tasted it and bro it's so fuckin good i just keep scooping out more, you can try it too, check this out, OINK BRO, fuck yeah, I basically just rub my hole all day and suck the slime off my fingers when i realized i was just letting these random dudes come in my apartment and slide their fucking dicks in me dude constantly, like big fucking cocks and i was so high i just laid there gooned out and thanking them for stretching out my ever looser pig hole, I suddenly realized my whole life was meant for me to turn into this cock-worshipping pig faggot cumdump, and I couldn't stop myself from messaging everyone I knew, even my old frat mates from college, straight and married didn't even matter i didn't realize they'd all been filming me too, breeding my pig faggot hole while oinked mindlessly and begged them to make my hole theirs, until my dad FaceTimed me all concerned and said he needed to talk with me about a video his coworker sent him.. but he hadn't even finished the sentence when i realized i was already on my back actually showing my fuckin dad my puffy sticky pig faggot butthole and begging him to breed me just like all everyone else does - surprisingly he just kinda stared blankly for a moment then got noticeably sweaty as he said he would just come over.. dad probably never really expected his first son to turn into a mindless pervy piggy cumdump for any and all cocks but i could never fucking stop now, now I know i was born to be a total fucking pig faggot and lick dude buttholes all day long, thank Sarah Palin for giving me my true purpose, FUCK YEAH METH BROS - but dad feeling the same way, fuck yeah, oink, I can't believe I hadn't been sliding my hole down the thick fuckin pig dick that made me my whole life, dad was this hot fucking faggot dad too and now I was so proud to give him my hole, fuckin awesome I kinda thought my brothers would feel weird about me sending them snapchats of me begging our dad to fill my pig faggot butthole full of his toxic poz cum - they didn't even know i was a faggot yet and here i was showing them how dad and me were both pozzed up pig faggots . but dad had agreed they needed to find out and i could tell by the looks in their eyes when they replied that my brothers were actually realizing they'd always secretly wanted to turn into junkie pig fags and cock slaves too, and I knew I better have dad bring home another bag of fat shards.. snapchat dinged again, with their buttholes already out and going, bro, check out how wet my butthole is suddenly, this is crazy, oinkk so now that all of our lives are totally focused on our wet loose pig holes and letting literally any dude any place any time shove their raw cocks in us, i don't have to worry nearly as much, I actually feel fuckin better than ever, being real family. and swallowing down all my brothers' piss out of their shrinking piggy tweaker dicks keeps me so spun out of my mind i don't even care who finds out what a fucked up pig faggot toilet i am now, i kind of want them all to know actually.. cause the more I tell them, the more I still get surprised how they already know, id never guessed how many of them would start breeding me too.. but now there's a new secret I feel building inside me and I'm not sure I can even tell you, but OINKKKK, fuck yeah, bro, I gotta tell you.. just hold on a minute, I kinda gotta let this out..

I woke up later that night still feeling like crap. A massive headache, body aches, cold and sweats. Daddy came in with some water and i sat up and drank a few sips. "How are you feeling", he asked "Like crap but happy. I am glad i am finally pregnant with your baby", i told him He smiled and leaned in and gave me soft yet sensual wet kiss. I opened my mouth and let his invading tongue in my accepting mouth. I felt his hand work towards my ass, and i lifted up one leg to allow him access to my hole. His other hand was on my hard cock. "I see you are still hard", he said smiling "I am and have been all night. It weird i am in so much pain and misery but when i wake up to roll over, i notice my cock is hard. I am so excited that i am having your baby", i said softly "I am too.", Daddy said as he rolled my on my side and climbed on the bed and replaced his fingers with his cock and gently worked it in. I just lay there limp letting him take me. "Your pussy is so wet and tight ". Your pussy and my cock were meant for each other. You know i was meant to breed your and make you pregnant and have my baby+", he said in my ear "Yes Daddy from the first time we met i know i wanted to mate with you and give myself to you. I am not happy unless you take me and own me. I am yours", i said moaning as he fucked me With those words he started to pound me me good. He then wrapped his hand around my cock and started to massage it in the same tempo he was fucking me. My eyes closed and i just lay there in pure bliss knowing i was going to get another load of my Daddy's seed in me. He fucked me like that for what seemed like another 20 minutes and i finally shot and my cunt spasmed around his fuck stick that was in me and i felt his expand and shoot in me. "Uhhhh here you go boy take my seed. I am making your cunt mine. Your whole body belongs to me", he moaned as he shot his poz load in me. After he was done he pulled out gave me his cock to clean which i gladly did and then he put a butt plug in me. "I want it to soak into your cunt", he said as he left I dozed off to sleep happy with more of my Daddy's hot cum in me. The morning i woke up around 10am. I felt a little better but still had body aches and a fever. Daddy helped me out of the bed and took me to tub of warm water he had prepared. I soaked in it and washed myself off. Daddy helped to clean me and dry me off and then took me back to a bed with clean linen. I sat up and drank some soup that he brought to me along with some ginger ale. After i ate half the soup i lay back down and went to sleep. I would awake later that afternoon with Daddy fucking me slowly inseminating my pussy again with his hot charged load. It would be like that over the next couple of days. Daddy stayed at home with me and took care of me. He made sure i was hydrated, fed and most important bred at least 2x per day. On day 5 I felt almost fully recovered. I still felt tired if i exerted myself too much but other than that felt fine. It was about 6pm and i had made dinner and was waiting for Daddy to come home. I was dressed in off white lace thong panties and wore nipple rings. As he walked into the house he saw me. "My little whore looks better now. Somebody's pussy all wet", he smiled and asked me I walked over to him dropped on my knees and pulled down his pants and underwear and sucked voraciously on his huge meat. After a couple minutes of sucking his cock we took it over to the couch. He pulled down my panties, lifted my legs and ate my ass out. "Ohhhh Daddy eat my pussy please", i moaned He ate me out and fingered my getting my cunt all wet. Then he put his mammoth cock at the entrance of my cunt and pushed it in. As always it hurt but also felt so good. It had been a while since he rammed me hard and he was hungry. "I am going to fuck the shit out of bitch", he said as he started to pound my hole "Yes Daddy please fuck me like your whore, your slut. Fuck me hard, ram me, wreck my hole please", he cried With that he started to ram me with passion and anger. He didnt care if i was enjoying it or not, i was just a hole a piece of meat. He was fucking me so hard and throwing me all over the couch in different positions he was turning my insides into mush and wrecking them. I luved when he took me like this. It made me feel so animalistic and primal. I was there just there as a cunt to pleasure him, a body to use and a pussy to fill with his hot load. I let him do with me as he wish and loved every minute of it. When i was on all fours and fucking me from behind sometimes he would grab my hair to pull me back up and lean my back into this chest. The he played with my nipples, twisting them, using the clamps as handles. "OOOOOWwwwwww", i cried as he twisted and pulled my nipple hard "Shut up bitch take it. You know you love your nipples being played with", he commanded He knew me too well. Yes it hurt like crap but it also felt incredible. In fact so incredible i almost came. Leaning back into him we share a wet sloppy kiss with his tongue raping my mouth. Then his mouth went on the side of my neck and hit my sweet spot, first kissing then sucking then biting. That along with him working over my nipples i started to come. My cunt clamped down on his meat and he moaned knowing he was going to shoot a hot load into me. "Ohhhh here you go bitch", he moaned as he shot 6 spurts into my cunt. After he calmed down he pulled out, i turned around and cleaned him off and we kissed deeply. We fell back on the couch with him on top of me and he was between my legs. We stayed there and just made out. It was beautiful. The next day he had to work and i ran errands preparing for school and looking for a job. I noticed the clinic where i went to get tested was looking for a nurses assistant. When i pulled up the job it said office or work experience without a degree is ok and they offered on the job training. I filled in the online application and submitted it. Daddy came home with Mexican food for dinner. After dinner he said he wanted to go to a bar and hang out. "Now that you are converted and i have marked you as my own we are moving on to the next step of you being a good whore", he said He told me to dress up in the new outfit he brought home. I went to go and change. He had brought me a hot pink and black jock strap that had the word "whore" on the back strap in hot pink, and tight short mesh shorts where you could see what was underneath and a back slit so you could easily access my hole. I also put on a thin leather collar and tight tank top with holes for my nipples to come out. I also put on the nipple magnet clips. He also got me thigh high sheer black socks which look a little like stockings and boots. The boots were black matte leather ankle high with a fat heel. When I put them on the height of the heel made me stand up so my ass pushed out a bit. I put on a little mascara to thicken my lashes but not lengthen them. When i was done i looked in the mirror and even i had to admit if i were a top id fuck the shit out of me. I looked like a sexy whore you would find working the corner. My Daddy came up from behind me, wrapped one arm around my waist and the other grabbing my chest and nipples with his mouth on my neck i just leaned back into him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hole. "You look so delicious and cheap. They are going to have fun with you tonight", he said I look a little startled. " Who is they", i asked "You will see", he said. I grinded my ass against his hard cock trying to get him to fuck me. "Daddy please fuck me please", i begged "No bitch. You are not getting my seed right now. You are going to be a good whore tonight", he said I was both excited and scared of what was going to happen tonight.

I ran some errands and then went home, changed clothes and began cooking dinner. When Daddy got home he came into the kitchen and we kissed. I turned back to the sink to continue prepping dinner and he came back and nuzzle behind me with his bare cock now at my panties and his hands roaming my nipples, my balls while his lips lay wreck to my neck. "How could i resist you dressed like such a whore for your Daddy", he said in my ear I leaned back into him and push my ass grinding on his cock. Yes i was dressed like a whore. I often try and dress sexy for my Daddy at the end of the day. I want to look good for him. When i came home i changed into light lace pink gstring panties. And when I came home i also put on the nipple suction cups to expand my nipples and right before Daddy got home i put on nipple clamps with weights. He when down ripped off my panties and then started eating my hole. "Ohhhhh Daddy", i moaned He ate me so good and massaged my balls then grabbed the two nipple clamps and pulled on them hard. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH", i moaned and yelled With that he let go stood up, grabbed the clamps again and stuck his cock at the entrance of my hole. I needed it being teased all day and pushed back on him and took him in me. "My whore is so horny. You want Daddy's cock dont you", he said "No.....I need it. I need you and your seed in me. Please fuck me and mark me with your charged seed. Please Daddy I want to have your baby", i moaned and begged He pushed me over the sink and started to fuck me with a steady pace. "Ohhh yeah bitch. I am going to make you pregnant, my seed is hot", he said I just bent over the sink and let him take me, my pussy, my body and held on for the ride. Usually at the end of the day Daddy has frustrations and normally i help relieve them with a slow bj or a hard fucking. Today is a hard fucking. No love making he is just mounting me as a piece of meat to inseminate and i sooooo love it. It feels soo good when he takes me without passion and just wants to seed me. As he is pounding me he still is pulling on my nipples and hard. "Ohhh Daddy my nipples.....it hurts", i moan He pulls even harder and then grabs the clips and twists them. "OHHHH Goddd.....Daddyyyyyyyy", i yell and my ass muscles clamp on his meat "OHHHH yeah bitch massage my cock you whore", he yellls while he pounds me even harder He then takes off the clips while not missing a stroke grabs my nipples and starts to massage them all sticky as they have some blood from the clamps. At this point it feels so good. He is massaging them and manipulating them that i just start to moan really loud. "OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", i moan loudly and push back on his cock and slump my head into the sink "My little whore all hot and wet. You are such a weak slut. Look at your body totally needing to be fucked and treated like a whore. I just massage your nipples and you moan in heat like a bitch", he said in my ear He was right. Daddy knew i was just a whore piece of meat and that needed to be used and was horny all the time. He finally let go of my nipples grabbed my shoulders and started to pound even harder into me until 5 minutes later i felt his cock expand and shoot load after load into me. He finally collapsed a bit on my back and just leaned into me and grinded into my hole. When he was done he pulled out. The whore i am turned around dropped to my knees to clean him off, my pussy juice his cum and a little blood. After he pulled up his pants and went to the couch to watch tv while i finished dinner. We are such a happy couple.

I'm usually face down with my cunt in the air taking cock, and having a cock like yours would have my clit dribbling as you fucked me as hard and deep as you wanted too.

O.k. since everyone on here dosen't know me and i'm gonna burst if i don't tell someone here i go! This Happened a few years ago when my oldest brother mark was getting married, i live in chicago so i needed a place to stay since the wedding was in Los Angeles, everyone was staying at my dad's house so he worked it out so that i could stay with my cousin Robert and his wife gina they were a little younger than me but i always had fun whenever i'd vist L.A. My Dad drop me off at the house and gina ran to the door to give me a hug and a kiss, my uncle Bob was staying there too, he's a big guy about 6' 2" dirty blond hair really handsome man (I think evan as a kid i had a crush on him) he hug me saying "Wow, you look fantastic" Working out"? he said touching my abs, "where's Robert'? i asked Gina pointed up the stairs and said "taking a shower, he just got in from work"! while my dad and uncle Bob started talking about wedding stuff, i ran up the stairs to say hi to my cousin, the door to the bathroom was slightly open so i could see him insidehe couldn't see me because of the soap in his eyes, Robert is about 5' 11" great body with a six pack, he has redish-Blond hair but thru the glass shower door i could see his pubes were a darker red color, i've only seen him naked another time at summer camp but we were about 12 years old then, i looked down at his dick my mouth dropped it was at least 9 or 10 inches! Soft! his balls were kinda big too, hanging low from the hot water, i knocked on the door "Who is it"? he said "it's the police! i said "i hear you have a loaded weapon in there"! i walked into the bathroom and he's holding his dick pointing it at me and yells "Get back or i'll shoot" i say "No No don't, i surrender ! I'll do anything just let me live!" , he says it's good to see you blah blah blah .. i don't hear anything he's saying because i'm in a trance watching him dry off and putting on a jock and running gear, the bulge in his shorts is amazing! "blah blah.....i'll hang with you in a minute i gotta work out before it gets too late" he gives me a hug and we head downstairs, i won't bore you guys with the play by play at dinner, but i could tell when robert got back from the gym he was pretty horny, he was all over gina making little comments about her nice ass, and hinting how talented she was in the bedroom, etc...so later that night we're all watching some stupid gross out comedy then some T.V. then the news, i'm pretty tired from the time change and travel, so i say my goodnights to uncle Bob,Robert and Gina. i got the guess room because uncle Bob liked the couch better than the bed, i go in my room strip down to my boxers and pass out like a light! About 2 in the morning i hear Gina yelling at Robert "Fuck you! You're A Dick!" then a door slam, and the footsteps of someone coming down the stairs, it sounds like they stop in the living room, but then back down the hall coming closer to my room, the door opens and Robert comes in "i gotta crash in here dad's on the couch and Gina's being a bitch!" he flops down on the bed next to me and i can tell he's a little drunk, apparently he and my uncle Bob pulled out the good scotch after me and Gina went to bed, after which he went upstairs to have sex with Gina who was sleeping, "I don't get women" he said "We were already fucking'! "what happened?" i asked "i put too much lube on my fucking Cock and when i pulled all the way out to plow her my cock kinda slipped into her ass!" she thought i did it on purpose!" i laugh out loud at him he got a little mad and tried to cover my mouth but this only made me laugh harder and at the same time trying to be quiet, finally he gets on top of me holding my arms down with his knees while sitting on my chest, he's covering my mouth with both of his hands, in the stuggle his dick fell out the leg of his boxers and is inches away from my chin, i can't move at all, "Oh You Think it's funny Huh? This should shut you up!" in one move he trys to get the head of his dick in my mouth , the head is so big i end up scraping it with my teeth "wider fucking open your mouth wider!" i do and i can taste the lube still on his dick, his cock is getting fatter and so far i only got the head and maybe an inch, i suck on it and get a mouth full of pre-cum, "i thought you gay guys were suppost to be good at blow job" swallowing his slimy pre-cum i said "It's to big for my mouth, and it's at the wrong angle!" "i don't give a fuck" he said "I'm horny" he pulled me to the edge of the bed and pulled my boxers down , both of us trying to be quite , he spit on my hole and said "Well let's see if we can get it to fit in here!" he starts working the massive head of his cock against my ass and it slowly starts to slide in! i reach around to feel how much is in, i can't evan touch him he only has the head in! i start to feel my insides fill up, i start breathing heavy , and that's when i think he ramed at least 9 of his 10 inches in, then he starts to fuck! Holy Fuck! it hurt so bad but then my body started to buck him back! every stoke felt like waves of electricity! he flips me over onto my back and say "You must like this shit, your dick is hard as fuck!" with that he starts really plowing my hole, deep and fast like a jack-rabbit, we thought we were being quite but i think i moaned a couple fo times out loud, he fucks me to the edge of the bed now my head is hanging off, and my eyes are closed, he slows down and stops for a second but then he keeps a steady thrust going i think i hear the door open? or is that the squeak of the bed? it doesn't matter i'm in heaven! i feel a finger opening my mouth, i thought it was robert but then i realize both of his hand are on my ankles, i hear a familair voice say "stick out your tongue", i do and my mouth and nose are covered in a big hairy unshaved nut sack, big like two Huge Large Eggs! it's my uncle Bob he must have heard all the Quiet Russling we were making, his dick was uncut and almost as big as Roberts at the angle i was at my throat was ready to be fucked! and fuck it he did he famed almost 8 inches of his fat uncut cock into my throat, i could taste the unwashed manscent and pre-cum dripping out of his fat 9 inch dick! I hear Robert say "ooh let's switch!" "O.K." Bob says whispering my Hole finally gets a little break but now Robert has full accsse to my mouth! he push way down my throat ,"can you taste your ass?" he says laughing Pulling out a second so i can breath, before i can say stop or this is too much, Bob plunges his full 9 inches into my hole, as says " Oh Fuck! is so soft" my ass is so open now after Robert's hard and deep fucking, i'm just glad that Bobs cock is not as thick as Robert's but i spoke to soon as Bob begins fucking me his cock expands and Holy Shit i's as fat as a beer can! all of a sudden Bob's balls Banging into me and Robert's Red Hairy balls hitting me in the face i have spit and watery eyes from Robert fully raping my throat with his 10 inch cock! bang bang his balls hit me really hard now! Bob's beer can cock has my hole loose and open his beautiful dick keeps hitting something deep in my hole! i grab roberts ass and pull his dick balls deep into my throat and hold it there, Bob still fucking me faster, my body tenses up and now my dick starts shooting cum and i'm not touching myself! Bob Starts to shoot his load he fucks me really deep i can feel his cock pulse about shots! he pulls out his cock which goes soft right away i can feel his load just pour out of my loose wide open ass! Robert see all this and can't hold it i can feel the first shot go right into my stomach he pulls out and it shoots far over my face and it hits me in cock, he runs around to my cum lubed ass and then plunges his dick back into my hole, it's so full of cum i can hear how loose my ass has become, he starts pulseing the rest of his load in my ass then pulls out and squirts two more in my mouth before going soft , he makes me lick his dick and sweaty balls clean ,then he turns around and makes me lick his red furry hole , to my surprise he bends over and kisses me on the lips! and says "thanks that was fun" as I get up to go clean up in the bathroom as i stand up i seems like a gallon of cum pours out of my ass, when i come out of the bathroom my uncle is there in his boxers wet from his dripping dick almost see thru, "we don't have to talk about this do we?" "we're just a couple of fellas a little drunk having some fun, Cool?" "sure" i said then i said "By the way you have a fatastic Dick!" i got back to the room Robert was sound asleep, and the whole next day they both acted like nothing happened. but i have to say my fucking red headed cousin with that big fucking cock and my uncle with his beer can dick (although it took a week or more for my ass to heal from the double assault) has been the best fuck i ever had! i bet my cousin fucks guys at his gym all the time, because it was so good it couldn't have been his first time. (P.S. i later managed to let them take pics of their junk in the bathroom see below)