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INTRO ~ One week to Halloween. Hey guys, my name is Matthew, I am 22 years old, I will be 23 years old in five and a half weeks on the 1st of December. I have been sexually active now for about 18 months. In all that time I have been an exclusive bottom, NEVER used condoms, and been on PrEP. My sex drive is just ridiculous and my love for cum is even crazier, so I found myself getting fucked and loaded several times a week, each and every week. These were mainly gym fucks from so called straight men (well, they wore the wedding band as they dumped their load in me), sometimes at the sauna, and the odd breeding from an app. Before I became sexually active I fantasized big time about getting knocked up with the gift for which I ended up having intensive sexual health counselling for, and voila, here I am on PrEP. I buried that ''fantasy'', much to my delusion. It was a Sunday afternoon and I was casually surfing through BBRT when a hot and horny profile caught my eye. It belonged to a 66 year old daddy, perfect for me as I like them older, but what really punched me in my inner conscious gut was the fact that he was poz, and not just that, he was very much detectable, declaring his viral load at 4 Million and 371k. FUCK!! All that sexual health counselling unravelled, leaving me back to where I had started - Fantasizing about getting knocked up. There is of course a very fine line between fantasy and reality. Would I cross it?

Jonathan and Craig were a cute mid twenties couple. Craig dark hair green eyes swimmers build. A nice round ass a 7 inch cock. That kept Jonathan happy. Jonathan was a red head. Tone flat ass and a nice nine inch cock. However, Jonathan being a total bottom frustrated Craig who was a verse top. Craig had a meth problem as a teen. But got his life together. He and Jonathan met at college. And hit it off. After they graduated. They found great jobs and a place to live. Two doors down lived their neighbor Stan. He was in his early sixties. Lanky with balding grey hair who was also addicted to meth and positive with a high viral load. He secretly lusted after Craig and wanted to share his seed with him. As luck would have it. Jonathan was going away on business for a few days. Craig would be working but have a couple of days off. Stan was friendly with both men. When Jonathan said to Stan. “Keep an eye on him.” Stan invited Craig over for dinner. Craig accepted. “Stan, thank you for dinner.” “It’s much appreciated.” “No problem Craig.” “You want to stay and watch a movie?” Craig said sure. During the course of the movie Stan pulled out his pipe. Which surprised Craig. “Maybe I should go.” “I don’t do meth anymore.” Stan was surprised about this revelation, and thought he could use it to his advantage. “You don’t have to smoke.” “I won’t either.” Stan deliberately left the pipe out. Knowing Craig would eventually want to take a hit. After an hour had gone by Craig without taking his eyes off the pipe. Said “one hit couldn’t hurt.” Stan handed him the pipe and the lighter. One hit became ten and both men were high as kites. Stan put on some gay porn and started to put his hand underneath Craig’s shirt, rubbing his back. Craig being high didn’t mind it and was hard and it didn’t go unnoticed by Stan. Who started stroking his own dick. Pulling down his pants and underwear. Craig was surprised to see how big Stan’s dick was. Without thinking Craig took off his own clothes and started sucking Stan’s cock

It's Halloween and I just turned 21 so I decided to celebrate by going to my first bar tonight. I have always been a good boy getting straight A's in school doing well physically going to the gym everyday so it helped to have a nice toned body that got me a lot of attention but I never acted on it. At 21 I was your typical blond hair blue eyed surfer type even though I never set foot on a board before. I spent all my time in the gym to get a tight body with a six pack and tight toned arms to go with it. All this went well with my dick and ass. I had a good 7 inches 9 when fully hard and with all the squats I do I have a well rounded bubble but that a lot I liked because I would see others checking it out when I walk by. Living in Ybor I had seen and heard of many places that cater to the gay crowed as well as the straight crowed and I never really defined myself as straight or gay because at 21 I am still a virgin and have only had experience with my hand. I have checked out both men and women that go to the gym I go to and thought both genders we attractive but can't decide which I like. I decided tonight was my night to find out. I picked out a costume and decided to go as zorro so I would have a mask on and no one would recognize me if I went to anyplace that my friends would go and be anonymous. I wasn't going to wear the shirt because I wanted to show off my body and underneath the pants I wore a kinky jockstrap that I found online with no front either. It was around 8pm and I decided it was time to head out for the night so I ordered an uber to take me to downtown Ybor where I could start my night. I picked the first bar at random and it was packed. There were all manner of people in costumes ranging from nice to very naughty and I was a bit scared. I went to the bar and ordered myself a drink. The bartender was an attractive man around my age with next to nothing on. I could see a pair of gold shorts on and a bowtie around his neck and nothing else. Seeing his body made me blush because it was much beefier than my own and it was shining from the lights and the body glitter he had all over himself. He smiled at me and chatted with me asking if it was my first time here and I nodded unable to use my words. He just chuckled and handed me a drink saying it was on the house. I thanked him and took a sip and he just winked at me and said he would hope to see me again tonight and went back to serving drinks to others. I turned around and leaned against the bar watching everyone dance, make out or bump and grind against each other. It dawned on me that my first choice of club was a gay club and I felt really comfortable and not at all shocked that some of the guys there had their cocks on the outside of their costumes and getting rubbed in public or the ocassianl fingers sliding in an exposed ass. I actually could feel myself getting hard in my jock. A few noticed as they walked by and more than a few slid their hands on it as they went by me and it felt great. I drank the rest of my drink and I flagged the hunky bartender down and asked for another. He smiled and said it looked like I was having a good time and nodded at the hard on I was sporting in my costume. I blushed again and nodded to him. He handed me another drink and said again it was on him and that any other drinks were on him for as long as I was there and if I wanted to keep the party going to be around when he got off shift and he would take me to where the real party would be. I told him sure and thanked him for the drink and took it with me as I went exploring through the club. I saw more and more acts of pleasure walking deeper and deeper in. I saw a wizard sucking an alien, a pirate rimming a doctor and a superman even fucking a batman and I was getting more and more turned on. All while walking through all of this I was being groped and I was completely at ease with it especially when I felt someone sliding their hands down my costume and playing with my hole. Their fingers were wet and it felt amazing making me groan a bit when they slid a finger in my hole. It hurt some since I never had anything in there before in my life but it soon became warm and pleasurable. I looked back and saw it was someone dressed as Captain America but instead of his costume he was completely naked and had his body painted as his suit. He looked amazingly toned like me standing about six feet tall and he had a huge hardon which looked about 10 inches long and as thick as a beer can. He smiled at me and added a second finger in stretching me open and I leaned back into him, lowering my pants and giving him more access to my ass. He licked my neck as he pushed more into me and whispered in my ear asking if I was having fun tonight. I yelped a yes as I felt his nails scrape me a bit and I said it hurt some. He apologized and slid his fingers out making me feel empty. I told him it was ok and asked him not to stop because it felt so good. He smiled at me and leaned down and kissed me which surprised me. His lips felt so soft and warm and his tongue made its way into my mouth. I mimicked what he was doing since this was the first time I kissed anyone let alone another guy. It felt so nice and right I was in total bliss. I didn't notice him slicking up his cock until he was sliding it up and down my crack pausing momentarily at my hole and applying slight pressure on it. I couldn't believe that my first time was about to be in this public club in front of all these people and the fact of it all was that this hunk was about to fuck me bare. I learned all about safe sex in school and what could happen not using a condom and what you could get. I was fearful for a moment and I think he could sense that from me. He paused for a moment and reached down for his shield that he set against the wall and I was relieved a bit thinking he was getting a condom that he set with it. He brought his arms around me and had an open little brown bottle that he brought up to my face. He opened it and held one side of my nose closed and held the bottle to the other side and told me to breath as deeply as I could and hold it. Needless to say I did so without second guessing and held my breath until he told me to let go and repeated the same with the other side. My head was swimming and my body heated up and all I could think of was getting this man's cock buried into my hole and with that thought I grabbed his cock and lined it with my hole and started to push back onto it not thinking again if it was wrapped or not. He knew what he did worked as he grabbed onto my shoulders and slowly start to ease into me letting my hole get used to him more and more until he was fully in. He reached up with the bottle again and I repeated what happened again feeling looser than when we first started and it took any discomfort that was there from this enormous cock away leaving me with nothing but pleasure. He slid out of me almost all the way and then went down to the Hilt again and again causing more moans out of me. We drew a crowd of other men watching us and the all were stroking their cocks enjoying the show before them. I was in pure lust mode and started to beg for the captions dick more and more. A cock presented itself to my face and I started to lick and suck it learning as I went on what seemed to feel great from the moans I heard and the more this man shoved in my throat. I shocked myself finding out that this man's dick went all the way down my throat with ease and my nose was buried into his pubes and this excited him and myself even more. I could feel his cock get harder after more and more he fucked my throat and I knew he was close to cumming and I debated whether I would pull off or not but the answer was given to me when he grabbed me by the back of the head and held me in place as he unloaded his cum right down my throat. I could feel the man that was fucking me start to get harder as well and for a moment I broke out of my trance and reached back to feel his cock and see if he had a condom on but when I felt it I didn't feel anything wrapping it which made me start to panic. I tried to pull away but the crowd was too dense. I couldn't and he sensed that and held my body and gave one final thrust and came so hard in my ass. His orgasm sent me over and I came at the same time as he did and it felt like it was the most powerful orgasam I ever had jerking off. I didn't even realize that my pants were pulled down and there was a guy with a cup collecting my cum in it. I was curious as to why they did that and the guy who collected it kissed me and told me I would find out soon enough. Captain america pulled out with a pop and he was soon replaced with another who was just as big as he was. He took no time in burying his cock into my ass to the hilt and just as the previous he pounded my hole with speed and again as before I reached back and felt no condom on him either. He also held up that brown bottle and as before my head was swimming causing me not to care about him with no condom. It didn't take this newcomer long before I felt him swell and add another load to the second. He held me hard and brought me in for a deep kiss and asked me if I was having a good time still. It took me a second but I recognized the voice and looked back. It was the bartender from earlier. I smiled up at him and said yes my first time has been amazing. He looked shocked and I said to him that this was my first time in a gay club as well as my first time having sex at all. Well shit he said your first time and you go to Ybors gay poz club? I looked at him shocked, not understanding what he was saying. He picked me up like I was nothing and carried me into a quiet place and explained that this club was a place meant for guys who were HIV positive and I already took two of the most viral guys here. I was so shocked, scared and for some reason extremely turned on. I never even thought of this before but now that it is happening my brain is telling me that this is what was meant to happen to me. I smiled and grabbed him and kissed him deeply and got to my knees and sucked a poz load out of this man and said to him let's go back out so all the tricks can have this treat. The End

Chapter One: Halloween ~ Gym Fun Before I knew it my dick became hard, my cunt twitched, and I wanked over his pics for a good few hours with all kinds of depraved fantasy filth going through my mind until I shot a big medicated neg load. Including today this would be my wank routine for the 7 days. Although on the second day of these 7 days I subCONSCIOUSLY stopped taking my PrEP and adjusted my profile regarding this accordingly. None of this p☢️z bull's pics showed his face or nude body pics; They were all faceless and body dressed in full Leather gear, with some images of his beautiful t☣️xic serpent-Dick 🐍. Some pics of his Dick showed it in soft mode, others he had a full on erection, showing off his 12* in length and 5" in girth monster. When fully erect it pointed directly upwards which showed off the tatted serpent that wrapped around his shaft from the base all the way to the tip where the serpent's tongue slithered out. On the eighth day I opened his profile again, and started wanking off, [banned word] at his pics, when suddenly a message from this stud-bull came through. He had also been looking at my profile (with face, body and ass pics) every day but had his tracking hidden so I didn't know he had been keeping a close eye on me. The subJECT to his message was; ''Oi, fAGGOT.'' I let go of my dick as my cunt twitched to reading his stern opening line. I opened his message, it read as follows; Listen up pig, either we fuck, or I block you. What is it to be? If we are to fuck, you will give me your number, NOW! Instead of logging out or closing the tab I flipped my laptop shut. I stood bolt upright, and paced around my home. Here I was having in the 2 years that I had been on PrEP 💊 not taken it now for 7 days, and being proP☣️Zitioned by a high viral old top. He had pushed my most inner button, and now I found myself wondering if I should switch that inner button back off as the counselling had taught me, or just let go. I had to forget about this for a while, so I jumped in the shower, washed, and douched (in case I got lucky), and headed off to the gym. I usually worked out two hours a day Monday to Saturday, working out my lower body 4 times a week and my upper body twice a week. Needless to say the best part to my young body was my high round tight ass. I was naturally only slightly hairy, but what hair I did have I like to shave off, all over, pubic hair too. The only hair on my body was my hair which was a few inches long which I groomed into a messy spikey style. Familiar faces at the gym were surprised to see me there on a Sunday, and they included a 47 year old fellow gay, and a 54 year old hairy rugby build married guy. This extra day at the gym I decided to work out my ass again, so for the fifth time this week. I worked out a little longer than usual so to time it that I went to the showers the same time as my married hairy rugby stud. He finished working out, and off he went, and I followed. He stripped naked, locked his belongings in the locker, threw his towel over his broad muscular shoulder, and headed off to the shower cubicles. He was one of these men that was not discreet when in the changing room and just let himself be naked as much as he could, and why not, what a fine specimen he was. He went into his shower cubicle, purposefully leaving the cubicle door open, hit the shower on and faced outwards as the hot water sprayed all over his solid rugby build, his wet chest hair now clinging to his well built pecs. He rubbed himself all over, and stroked his Dick until he was fully erect, because he just KNEW I would be sniffing about 😉 He looked out of his shower cubicle and sure enough there I stood, watching him. He smirked, motioned me in where the usual happened. The cubicle door would shut, I would be pushed under the shower with my hands pressed against the shower tiles, my body bent over and my rugby stud just sliding in, no lube, no foreplay, just a no holes barred RAW fuck. A few minutes of rutting and he nutted in my guts. 💦 💦💦 Once spent he withdrew, and motioned me towards the cubicle door where he made me kneel down facing him where I was made to lick his Dick clean. Once done I left his shower area with his seed in my ass. My 47 year old fellow gay was standing outside his shower cubicle, towel wrapped around his waist. As he went to go into his cubicle he motioned me to follow. Once both inside he removed his towel, got me to kneel in front of him, then he done something he had not done before. He put his flaccid Dick into my mouth and just held it there, and then, he started pissing into my mouth. We had only fucked until now. I was taken by surprise and I instinctively started gulping down his warm golden juice. With a stomach full of piss I got to sucking him from flaccid to his state of being fully erect, and that did not take long. And now he needed to unload. He pulled me to my feet, switched the shower on and just like with my hairy rugby bull my hands pressed against the warm wet tiles as Dick number two of the day entered me, no lube, just shoved in, not that any lube was needed as I already had a load nutted into my ass. A few quick minutes of fast hard fucking and a second load was being sprayed into my greedy guts. My second gym buddy withdrew, and again like my rugby hunk made me kneel in front of him to clean him up. I went home and now felt hornier than ever, so I flipped my laptop back open and logged back in. There was another message from the intoxicating t☣️xic bull, what did it say I thought, trembling now with anticipation. I opened it; - And now you go silent. You have until midnight to reply, or I am blocking you. He had no intention of blocking me really, he was just having fun luring me into his t☣️xic lair! 😈 I hurriedly typed out a message; - Sorry Sir, I went to the gym. My number is ... I wrote out my number, then hit ''send''. What the fuck have I done?

For me book stores edge out bath houses. In bath houses I seem to get fucked a lot but men hold off on breeding. In book stores there are a lot more Hetero men that need to breed. In my experience there is nothing hotter than looking into a daddies eyes as he is feeding you his cock knowing he has chosen you to breed today. I love it service men that need to use you as a pussy for the day.

I voted for a darkroom, because a bottom that may still be wrestling with devoting himself to cumdumpery may find it easier to jettison his fears in the dark, without the ephemera of onlookers, visual distractions allowing his mind to wander. In the darkness of a room dedicated to men Breeding men, with only the sounds of groans of pleasure, piston-like Cocks about to shoot, whispers of men about to Breed each other, the bottom's focus can be better aimed at becoming one part of the whole - a cog in the wheel of relentlessly Breeding men. I think that well-seasoned barebackers like to Breed where other men can watch, appreciate, get into the Lust being acted out in front of their eyes. There doesn't need to be bright light, dimly lit areas are fine, and the more men that watch other men fucking each other, the harder their Cocks will get to join in. The whispers of the darkroom become the more blunt statements of cumdumpery - from both the T and the b - when other like-minded men have gathered to share raw sex. There's nothing at all wrong with Breeding each other in bright daylight, of course - but I can understand how some guys might think that a bridge too far ..... at least for the time being. Each - the darkrooms, and the somewhat illuminated backrooms - have their usefulness.

Holy fuck this event never ceases to amaze me (same for Pig Week in FTL). I leave Palm Springs today after 5 full days of heavy sexual use between one-on-one play, a CumUnion sex party at my resort, three daytime sex parties (between CCBC and Canyon Club) and random play in the resort's Maze at night when I wasn't being groped or filled by a guy or four at the Toolshed. All in all I scored 82 partners that fisted or fucked my ass (six of them I actually topped as they were loose enough to take my fat penis). My ass is blissfully wrecked and definitely warmed up for the 10 day sexual Olympics that Pig Week is every year, coming up in 25 days. The whole event capped off with an outdoor Halloween block party Sunday night in the gay club area of town (Arenas street) that was followed by a guy at my resort fisting me and shoving my pony sized horse toy full in me while he held it in and masturbated my horny penis and I writhed in animal ecstasy (a description that pretty much describes my entire visit), whether in my pup gear or out of it.

Part 5 - Taking more John was talking to Kem as he was still embedded in my ass and I was blissing out on the feeling of being full of him. Kem laughed at something John said and it broke me out of my reverie “Ok boy, back to earth - you’re needed inside” John said tweaking my left nipple. I don’t even remember how long I was rooted to Kem I was in such heaven. Kem pulled his entire cock out of me in one thorough motion, and turned my body around to pull me into a deep kiss. John crushed me from behind, nibbling on my neck and sawing his own thick cock between my cheeks. Kem pulls my head away from his and clasps it in two hands asking how I’m feeling, staring into my eyes - I tell him I feel great and ask if John is going to fuck me. John smiles as he gyrates his cock between my ass and says “soon, but you’ve got a few dates before me” and chuckles turning me away from Kem and locking his lips to mine. “He needs Zeke and then he’s good to go” Kem says, as his finger finds its way into my closing hole and starts a gentle fuck rhythm to keep me open. I moan loudly into John’s mouth who breaks his kiss, brushes my curls, looks at me again, and replies over my shoulder: “Yeah, I’ll get him” I felt John disengage as Kem gently shoved my body forward to the edge of the hot tub keeping a steady finger fuck going. He frequently changed the angle of his digit which occasionally felt rough on my hole until I realised that’s what he wanted. A few minutes passed and I felt John return with someone else. “Fucking nice” the new voice greeted, “he good to go?” “Almost, he’s seeded but needs Zeke” Kem replied. Kem roughly removes his finger from my ass and thrusts me around and into the waiting arms of the sexy little bear from earlier who grabs me in a hug and bends me to meet him in a kiss. Kem licks his own finger clean as the bear breaks our kiss and takes my hand pulling me back towards the house. My legs are a little shaky but I wobble behind him. As John and Kem watch me leave I hear Kem call after us “have fun” and John reply with “see you soon boy”. The bear takes me back through the garden and into the house - the cool Autumn air makes my skin feel amazing, but it’s short lived as I’m pulled back into the music-filled kitchen. Some of the guys I met earlier are there, most are shirtless and vibing, and I swear there are a few others I hadn’t met, but the little bear marches me through them and into the front of the house and up the stairs to the first-floor living room. The blinds are shut, there’s a singular lamp splaying a dim light over a plump couch, and the same music from the kitchen playing from wireless speakers. We were greeted by the 2 other guys who had arrived first - the spartan looking bear, the skinny guy - and the hot little twink who was on his knees servicing their dicks. Even though the music was thumping I could still hear each man moaning as he was being serviced. The little bear twirls me into the room before him, my ass-first and declares that the main event has arrived, kisses me and walks me backwards into the other men. We’re followed in by two more guys, one was Guy and the other I couldn’t remember if I’d met. Remaining clothes came off in seconds, shirts and pants flung into a corner as I was surrounded by naked, pawing men. The bear would not release me or my lips and eventually I felt hands grab us both to separate us. He growled at the intrusion, and gently bit my lip as we were forcibly separated, and prised apart. Almost instantly his place was taken by the twink whose movements were slow but purposeful. The light made him look like a flawless sculpture and I was incredibly turned on looking at him. The other guys formed a semi-circle around us, as the twink gently moved me over to the couch, and forced me to kneel on the soft fabric so my head was facing away from the men. I hear some appreciative grunts as they survey their prize. He then moves my legs slightly to depress my ass and help it stick out which elicits a trill of further groans from the men. Happy that I’m perfectly positioned he comes around to the back of the sofa, grabs something from a nearby shelf, and kneels to face me as I feel the hands of the men behind me grope my ass and cage. The twink pulls my chin up as I’m melting into the experiences of being man-handled, - felt up by what feels like 100s of hands - and forces my head to meet his in a deep kiss - I feel another bomb pass from his tongue into mine as he pinches my nose shut and tells me to swallow. Behind me, I feel a cock lined up at my hole, a hawk of spit, and the beginning of pressure against my sphincter. I gulp the bomb down as the twink smiles laconically at me. As my ass parts, again without lube, I feel that same momentary flash of pain as a new dick pushes at my defenceless hole. The twink releases me, strokes my cheek turns to the men behind me and says something like ‘call me if he’s any trouble’ and vanishes from view as my ass swallows about 5 inches of perfect cock. We all let out a combined groan as the top tells someone to get a cock in my throat while continuing his path up my ass. Another two inches sink into me as the super skinny guy appears in front of me, his dick is rock hard like Kem’s but longer and thinner, at the top is a chunky Prince Albert. I gaze up at him as my top bottoms out in my ass - impaled on 8 inches I feel a gentle, perfect - almost electric - warmth radiate from within me as skinny guy pushes into my mouth. As the two cocks burrowed into me I swear I felt every perfect ridge and vein as their dicks pulsed with life-giving force. I hear the top say he found some of Kem’s load as skinny guy pulls my mouth further onto his pierced dick growling to be careful as men appear on either side of me, stroking their dicks. A bottle of poppers appears next to my nose as the skinny guy is trying to force his snake of a dick down my throat. “Fucking do hits son” the man next to me says “breathe poppers” the bottle stays next to my nose and I can’t move away as hands are on my head and my mouth is stretched around skinny guy’s dick. I groan as wave after wave of fumes hit me hard - the top in my ass announces how much more open I am as the bottle vanishes and my top puts both hands on the back of my head and pushes me forward gulping down cock as glorious wave after glorious wave of popper-fuelled desire washes over me. It’s not just the poppers, the guy in my ass is pushing in every direction until he found my prostate. It’s never been massively sensitive for me (or at least maybe guys haven’t hit it right) but he pushes against it as 9 inches of pierced cock slides finally down my throat. The pleasure from the poppers, and the pleasure from my ass meet somewhere in my lower back - I know that sounds weird, but it’s like a massive pressure is released and every knot of muscle on my body unravels. I hear the guy behind me say something and the guys next to me whoop. One of them leans in and says “we got you now boy” and licked my face as the final inch of skinny guys cock vanished down my throat. I feel his piercing graze my oral canal as my top aims another salvo of thrusts directly at my prostate. I see stars and my body explodes in sweat. The music goes up again as every pore on my body drips. “Look at him” someone says “beautiful” Skinny guy pulls out of my throat, dragging his PA along my sore grazed canal. I coughed up phlegm and swallowed it back down. Another spike of electricity rolls through my sweating body, as every fibre in my being starts pulsating energy - my top starts swearing loudly. A series of ‘fuck yous’, and ‘fucks’ as it’s clear he’s no longer in control of his own thrusts, he announces his orgasm with a roar, pulling half way out to coat the length of my anus, and then sliding it back to the hilt to deposit what spurts he had left. I want to turn around as he breeds me, to say thank you, but skinny guy is holding my head on his shaft and feeding me his own pre-cum. “Fucking Christ” my top says. And slaps both of my ass cheeks. Load count : II I know I’m flying at this point and I haven’t stopped sweating. I can feel pools on my lower back, and rivulets trickle down my legs and crack. The top pulls out, and skinny guy quickly moves to my ass. I’m suddenly face to face with the little bear who brought me up from the cabin, his cock glistening in front of me. He gently hooks my head in one hand and guides me to his dick, slowly and inexorably his still warm cock fills my mouth and I taste the glorious salinity of cum, and the flavour of my ass-warmth - the indescribable taste of being in heat. I suck his cock like it’s the last one I’ll ever get. I can’t hear what people are are saying, just the noise of their voices and filthy encouragements over the glorious EDM bass. A song I like comes on, or a remix of it, and my body responds - gyrating in my prone position, a cock lodged in my mouth but not in my guts. Skinny guy is tall enough that from his position behind my ass he can lean in to my cock skewered face and gently encourage me. He whispers in my ear: “You ever had a pierced cock before?” I nod as much as I can, and he licks my face (maybe he was the guy licking my face earlier - the thought somehow connects me to a new height of sexual awareness, a past, present, and future full of guys that want to fuck and seed me). “Not his first” skinny guy laughs standing back up “Not his last” Another says as skinny guy rests his PA on my ass. “Push out” he manages to whisper over the din of my racing mind - I comply and I feel a rivulet of cum leave me. “Uh uh” skinny guy says “not that much” and very quickly parts my ass lips with his PA and thrusts home. “Take the cum he lost and feed it to him” the bear in my mouth says as I moan deeply at the penetration. The bears’ softening cock extricates itself from my jealous mouth and is instantly replaced with two rough fingers coated in silken semen. The taste is glorious! The sensation of having cum in my mouth overwhelms the sensations I’m feeling as skinny guy finds a curve in my ass and forces it out of his way. The guy pushing his fingers into me, pulls them out, drops to his knees and sticks his tongue into my face. I close my eyes as he swirls cum soaked saliva around our mouths. Someone grabs my cage and I break the kiss as a shock of pain travels the length of my body and I feel my ass clamp down. “OMG was that from the cum?!” skinny guy says as he holds himself suddenly still. I hear a chuckle next to me, and another grab of my cage and another desperate, painful pulse of my ass. “Oh god stop” skinny guy says as whoever grabs my cage does it almost on repeat - willing my ass to respond. Pulsing around the invader in my anus. “God fucking damn” skinny guy nearly shouts as he grips my hips hard and shakes. He swears loudly again as he orgasms past the curve in my guts he’d found and defiled. The guy who had been kissing me appears in front of my face smirking evily at the same time the grip on my cage loosened. “You’re not my first caged fuck toy” he whispers in a thick Australian accent. “Enough with preschool” he said so no one else could hear. “I want to see you get fucked” He kissed me passionately as skinny guy flooded me. Load count : III Skinny guy rests his fists on the small of my back and uses them as leverage to pull his whole cock from me in one swift, slick motion. “Goddam, god fucking damn. Milked me dry” he said almost aggressively, as he grabbed me round my waist and hoisted me up so I was kneeling on the couch. He spun me around to face the room, the moist fabric of the couch causing me to sink a little deeper into the cushion. I tried to reach down to feel my hole but my hands were quickly stopped and pinned behind my back as skinny guy caressed my neck and told me to suck him clean. Satisfied, Guy appeared next to him, hauled me up, and flung me down on the couch so my ass hung over the ledge. “Who’s next?” He laughed “Hold his fucking legs” he said to the men and I couldn’t see who, but my legs were grabbed and extended outwards to expose me fully to Guy. As a runner I’m not very flexible and they stretched my legs so far it was painful. I slipped further down the couch to find a more comfortable position only to hear Guy explain ‘perfect’. Spartan bear appeared in front of me. He was gloriously hairy, a pelt of deep black fur from his chest to his groin. His cock was thick, and sprouted at a wonderful curve from his thick set legs. He stroked his beard with one hand, his other firmly jerking his dick. “You like what you see?” He said, advancing on my exposed hole with the look of a predator in his eyes. “Popper him up - fuck that cage makes you look so perfect boy” he spoke as he bent a little to push his cock to my hole. Guy was at my head, two other guys holding my legs to stretching point, and the little bear from earlier sat opposite stroking his half-tumescent cock. The spartan pawed a bottle of poppers and unscrewed the cap. “Breathe deep baby, i want you flying when I fuck you” he held the bottle under each nostril a few times before Guy said ‘he’s cooked, pierce him already” Spartan chuckled, put one hand next to my head, and with his other manoeuvred his cock to kiss my hole. I felt a glob of pre-cum connect us and, I swear in that brief moment I felt his heartbeat pass into my body - a shiver of a motion that bonded us together even before he seeded me. At that moment in time, experiencing the sensation of having my physical limits being literally stretched I looked at Spartan as though he was a first-lover, someone who made me feel safe and wonderfully alive. The fumes from the poppers pushed my mind into a fantasy of him owning me forever and I think he noticed. “Goddam” he said gazing into my eyes as he cock pushed to part my ass. “Fuck me daddy” I hear myself say Involuntarily and sense a definite mood change in the room - as though something has happened that the men had been waiting for. The guys holding my legs let them relax a little as Spartan’s 4th or 5th shove parts the lips to my ass and his thick, dense head slides into my hole. I hear someone say Zeke’s name again and I see the back of the little bear leave the room over the frame of Spartan as he lets gravity do the work for him and sink into my body. I reach up to stroke his magnificent fur and I feel the electricity of the moment in the denseness of his hair. As I gaze into his brown eyes he smiles at me and I realise that this is the first load I’ve taken that night where I can see the guy fucking me. “Feels good, doesn’t it” he whispers, licking my mouth and connecting his lips to mine. “Please, cum in me” I whisper through the kisses. Spartan chuckles again and I hear Guy say something behind my head and the other guys laugh. My legs are released and they instinctively wrap around spartan pulling him ever deeper into my self. He finds the curve that skinny guy found, he’s not long enough to pass it but the curve of his cock keeps massaging it, and the sensation makes my body shiver. I know it’s not pleasure, it’s sensation - something between pain and satisfaction - in the moment the difference is exquisite and I allow my mind to explore it infinitely. I feel Spartan grab my cage and the usual response in my ass is delayed and much less powerful. “He’s loose” Spartan announces and I hear Guy say ‘oh yeah?’ and I feel his hand, or I assume his hand, grab my cage, twist and pull. I yell in exquisite sensation as another hand covers my mouth. My ass spasms wildly and Spartan yells “holy fucking God” “Loose eh?” I hear Guy laugh as he releases my cage and the hand covering my mouth vanishes. I feel a tear roll down my cheek from the pain as Spartan stops pumping to kiss me deeply, a gentle shudder passing through his body communicates his intense happiness at what he felt. His hot breath filling my lungs and his perfect fur rubbing against my hairless pecs and abs. “How you feeling boy” a familiar voice says over the intense kissing. Spartan breaks away but continues plunging into my hole. Peering over my head I see John looking back at me and smiling. “He behaving?” he asks and Guy responds, “He’s been a very good boy haven’t you son” Before I can respond Spartan angles his next shove against the curve in my ass and I yelp “fuck daddy” “See” Guy says and John chuckles. “Ok, do it” John says happily and he leans into me and kisses me. “So proud of you boy - how many loads have you got” “3” I say triumphantly “Wrong” Spartan says through tense, gritted teeth as he pulls me sharply into his crotch, stares intently into my eyes and cums. As he locks eyes with me I feel it - honestly, feel it - the passing of his essence into me, his gene code - rivers of thick, perfect cum. I feel his dense cock head flare deep inside my bowels as his piss-head pumps and pumps streams of his semen laced cum into my willing receptacle of an ass. He maintains eye contact as he rides his orgasm in my anus, and says: “5” and smiles wickedly Load count : V

*****5***** My arse was sore but, I felt good knowing I'd been given The Masters seed and his sperm was at work in my body. He was very gentle and even tender afterwards, kissing and caressing me. I thought how kind he was now. Maybe, now I had given myself to him, he would treat me well and prove to be a considerate and kind master. I couldn't have been more wrong. However, on my first night he appeared to be the perfect gentleman. I spent the whole night with him. Not long after he had bred me he was hard again and I took the initiative and took his cock in my mouth and began sucking and sliding my mouth up and down his shaft, paying particular attention to the glans underneath the large domed head and cupping his enormous balls in my hand. It didn't take long before he was grunting and filling my mouth with a huge load, that was so large it actually filled my mouth completely before I swallowed it down. He had a huge sexual appetite and fucked me twice more that night, filling my guts full of his cum. The following morning, it must have been fairly early as the sun was just rising in the June sky, there was a knock on the door. The Master told whoever it was to come in. An unfamiliar slave entered. He was carrying a tray with The Masters breakfast on it. The Master looked at me dispassionately and said "Go" I was taken aback that someone who had been so attentive, kind and considerate during the night could now appear so cold. However, I realised I was a slave and now he had used me to pleasure him, he was finished with me for now. I picked up the gown, stained with his seed and my blood and placed it on me and tied the cord around my waist. The new slave led me to the door of The Masters bed chamber (I learned later that this was the term the other slaves used) he then turned and bowed before leaving the room. I did the same or though hadn't been aware that this was the usual way to honor him. The slave told me he was number five. He looked at the staining on my gown and said he would get a clean replacement when he had shown me my accommodation and showered. He was a friendly young man, a little younger than me with fair skin and deep blue eyes. He was, I thought, quite beautiful. He lead me back the way I had come the night before through the two large doors and into a landing, down two flights of stairs and into a lobby. There were a number of doors leading grand looking, well decorated rooms. He opened a door that was closed with a card key, that he'd removed from a pocket in his gown. The door opened into another large room with several large sofa's, padded platforms, plinths and a set wooden stocks. I guessed this was for when The Master was entertaining his guests while they used his slaves. On the other side of this room was another large door and beyond that, once opened, again with the card key, a metal staircase leading to a cellar. Five explained that this was where I was to live with the other slaves. There were cages set in a row with numbers on painted plaques on the side of each one. I guessed mine was number seven. I saw other slaves cleaning the floors and making and changing bedding. As I descended the stairs they all looked up and me, eyes drawn to the stains on my clothing. As I reached the floor they all approached and greeted me. Each telling me their name, their number. They told they told me how long they had been here and most seemed happy enough. Number five told me that as long as we did whatever The Master wanted we were fairly well treated though obviously we were considered by him and his friends to be objects rather than human beings. I had never thought this would be the case but, on reflection, it seemed obvious. He said we had to sleep in cages so that there was chance of us messing with each other. Sex between slaves was forbidden and considered a very serious breach of trust. Punishment for any breach of regulations was severe but this, together with failing to perform a duty, comply with an order, assaulting another slave, saying anything inappropriate to The Master or his guests or trying to leave were the most serious offences and carried the harshest penalties. I asked what the penalties were and five gave me a fearful look. He told me being beaten or whipped by The Master infront of the other slaves to encourage discipline was not unknown but rare. Another punishment was called riding the steak. There is a large wooded steak in the floor, about four feet tall. It is perhaps six inches across and the steak itself is surrounded by a wooded frame. The offender is tied to the wooden frame by the hands and feet and the steak inserted into his arse. The weight of the offender and gravity force the steak slowly and deeply into his body. The pain, as you can imagine, excruciating. Apparently the master has only ever used this once as it ruins the arse forever and slave is useless for fucking afterwards. Lesser punishments are long periods or permanent fitting of a cock cage as some of his guests don't think a slave should show any pleasure whatever they have to endure. One of the older slaves has been castrated. But, it was done to him before he came here. He has also had his tongue removed. Apparently he tried to escape from the service of another master and then shouted abuse at that master when he was detained. I must have looked shocked, I certainly felt it. Five put his hand on my shoulder and smiled. He told me that I must understand that we have willingly surrendered ourselves. Our bodies, our minds, our lives for men to use us. We wanted this and now we have to accept it. We know the rules and what happens if we break them. As long as we do as we are told and serve The Master he will take care of us well. If we are sick, he knows a good doctor to call and spares no expense for treatment. Enough for now, he told me. Let's get you showered and a clean gown. I followed five to the shower area. A wet room at the far end of the dimly lit cellar where I removed my gown and five took it. Fitted to the wall were shower gel dispensers, which I noted had been recently filled. As I washed my arse hole it still felt open, slightly gaping and when I looked at my hands there was fresh blood on my fingers. I guessed it would take some time for me to heal after the beating my hole had taken last night. Five returned and handed me a towel and a fresh gown. He asked if I was hungry and I said I was starving, having not eaten since the following day. Half way down the stairs was a small door I hadn't noticed before. Behind it was a small kitchenette and at a table sat two more slaves who introduced themselves as one and three. One was the driver of the van who had collected me the previous day. Five told me to sit. I sat carefully, mindful of how sore my arse was. The two at the table noticed how gingerly I sat down and two said "Are you okay. The Master is big but, you'll get used to it. Were you poz before you came here" I said that I wasn't but, thought I would be now after the fucking he had given me last night. One said "The Master likes to make sure you are. That's why he gave it to you hard last night. Did you bleed? "Yes and I'm still bleeding. There was fresh blood when I had a shower just now" Five said "I was negative when I came here and he did the same to me. He breeds like that to ensure your converted. After it was done and I was confirmed as infected I was glad I was neg when I came here. I feel there is a special bond between us and I'm very happy to serve him. It makes me feel even more devoted to him" Five had made me a bowl of muesli and fruit. They explained that the diet is very healthy and designed to keep our insides easy to clean out. Three told me that I should just take easy over the next few days, find my way around, not that there was much find, and that The Master won't demand anything from me a few days as he knows I'd be recovering. Five said he didn't serve The Master again until he'd had the conversion flu. So, over the next few days I got used to my new life. I did lite work in the kitchen, cleaning and a little cooking. I got to know the other slaves a little better and loved my cage. I felt secure and safe in it. Occasionally at night I could hear shuffling under the covers of my neighbours as they masterbated, presumably wishing they were the choice of The Master tonight. He always had one slave visit him. Usually a different one but, I noticed he favoured Five twice in one week. I could see why, he was stunning. ***To be continued ***

*****6***** I had been there for four or five days, I was starting to lose track of time already, when one evening 3 told me The Master wanted us in his bed chamber. We were to make sure were shaved or smooth and clean. My hole felt significantly better today and was ready to be used again. I felt exited and hoped I would be able to please him. I was still very smooth from being waxed, but 3 said he would need to shave and need some help to prepare himself. He had a nice slime body and like most of us, was very fair. It seemed the master preferred our type. 3 was able to shave his head, arm pits, the little hair he had on his chest and his legs, but I helped him with his buttocks and his hole. As I applied the clear shave gel to the area around his anus and the flesh between it and his scrotum I noticed that his hole gapped slightly. I could see up inside him quite easily. I mentioned this and he said it was like that permanently. He said he thought The Master had destroyed his sphincter with his incessant fucking but, he didn't mind as long as The Master fucked him regularly and he has pleassd him. As I carefully shaved around his hole and between his legs 3 told me that for the first time in his life he had a purpose for living. To serve and make The Master happy was all he wanted and doing so as best he could made him happy. He asked if I would shave his scrotum as he always missed bits. I applied the shaving gel and shaved him as I shaved myself. First lifting his balls upwards and keeping the sack skin taught and shaving the underneath then pulling one side then the other to get the bulk of the job done. I was very careful not to cut his sack. He then finished himself off, shaving his cut cock. I always found it easier to shave my own cock when I was fully hard and the very act of shaving myself always had that effect. Once happy with his preparations we both took showers, dried ourselves properly and dressed in clean gowns and made our way up The Masters bed chamber. 3 knocked on the door and we heard the command "Come" 3 opened the door and we entered. I closed the door behind us. The Master was again at his desk, working on a laptop. He told us to strip and wait. We did as we were told. My cock had started to get hard at the anticipation of sex. 3 looked over in alarm and shook his head. I'd been told the any sign of arousal, pleasure or enjoyment was not approved of. I tried to calm myself but, the more I tried the harder I got until my six inch cock stood proud. Luckily The Master was still concentrating on the laptop and facing in the opposite direction. I looked at 3 and gave him look that said "what the fuck can I do? He just raised his eyebrows and shook his head. I actually had a dribble of precum forming and short hanging string now. The Master closed his laptop, stood and turned. He noticed my predicament and frowned but looked amused at the same time. He walked past and behind us. I could hear him picking something up then there was silence. Suddenly I heard a swooshing sound and felt a really painful sting on my arse. "Lose that boy, or you'll lose it permanently" unfortunately the whip on my arse had the reverse effect and I was now stiffer than ever. This time the whip made contact with the end of my hard on. The pain was unbearable and tears ran down my face and the sting spread up the length of my now diminishing erection. I looked down and a welt had begun to appear. The Master dropped his gown and stood in front of us. His cock was hard. He looked down at it then at mine, which was now flaccid, then directly into my eyes. "There's only one cock that's going to be satisfied tonight and it's not yours. I'm going to have to fix you before our next party" I shuddered as to what he might do me. He pushed 3 onto the bed on his back. Instinctively 3 opened his legs. The Master applied lube his hole and to his own cock before unceremoniously ramming it into 3's hole. I still stood watching. The Masters balls were banging against 3's hole. He fucked him for what must have been ten minutes before pulling out and turning him over onto his stomach. The Master turned and said "Clean it" I took his cock in my mouth and greedily sucked him. I could taste and smell his cock, precum and the scent of 3's arse. "Enough" He said and pulled out of my mouth and straight into 3's arse hole. 3 hadn't made a sound since he'd started to be fucked. The Master really fucked him hard. His enormous balls were smashing against 3's own and he must have been in pain but still made no sound. After what seemed like ages The Master made a loud grunting sound forcing himself hard into 3. I could actually see his cock muscles pumping his load into 3. He rested on him for a minute or so then extracted himself. As he did so, a huge wad of his cum was sucked out of 3's hole. It formed a jelly like pool on the bed between 3's legs. The Master looked at me and said "Clean my cock, then his arse and my bed" I hesitated for a second then, again, took his cock in my mouth and cleaned him thoroughly, even licking his sperm from his mass of pubic hair. When he was satisfied he said "Enough, now clean up that mess" He said pointing towards 3's arse. I started on 3's gapping arse hole, slotting my tongue as deeply as I could inside and sealing my mouth around the hole and sucking in The Masters cum. Then between his cheeks and then the bed. I know I wasn't supposed to be enjoying iit but it was wonderful. The taste and smells were heavenly. I even started to get semi hard but the pain from the whip was still present and thankfully it subsided. When I'd finished The Master told us to get dressed and go. I was disappointed that he hadn't wanted to fuck me. I actually felt upset. We closed the door to the bed chamber and made our way back to the cellar. 3 told me that I must have really annoyed The Master because that was a really hard painful fucking he'd been given. He told me he really enjoyed my soothing tongue fetching his arse and smiled at me. **To be continued **

I think I have posted elsewhere, but I grew up in a very small town and the old postmaster was a hawk to all the teen boys, and he managed to lure me to show him my cock one day. Probably 15 , at most 16 at the time. He couldn't get hard (this was the early 70's) so sex ended up being him flopping his limpness as he poked my hole with a cigar tube. I quickly evolved to a guy my age who fucked me often, always on the sly- I'd go to his place to play basketball, and we would hit the shed and I'd be bred, then play ball a bit, then another load. My few attempts at topping were enough to convince me to stick to bottoming. By the time I left for college, I was pretty adept at taking cock, and going to college in NYC made the opportunity all that much easier. By chance or luck, I left NY after college and before AIDS, and was raw even as the west and east coast cities were beginning to identify a gay illness. About that time I also settled in with a man and we never used condoms. I tested poz in 87, he never was, so I may have been carrying it since NY days, or maybe a trick or 100 on the side during the 80's got me. Sex with the partner ended up virtually nil even tho I had purchased a mega bag of assorted condoms from some company that advertised in Drummer or some other gay monthly magazine. Since I couldn't get what I needed from him, I sought it out in the parks, truck stops, bookstores or any other place I could, and did it all raw. IF someone insists on a condom, I do not get bent out of shape or political- I am, after all, looking for the fuck. It may not be the ideal, but then I have had raw fucks as well that have not been all "that" . Of the roughly 10,000 cock I have experienced since 1970, likely less than 100 were ever in a condom, and more likely less than 50.

Part 24 Kevin helped me out of the sling after he pummeled my hole more. "Well, are you going to open the letter?" "How did he get this to you?" "Well..." "Out with it, what did you do? Wait, did he poz you and you are one of the many people who he converted?" "No, my gifter was AJ, the guy that works the door at the bath house. I have the letter because I contacted your SIR. I didn't believe you were ready. That you really wanted to do this and move." "You what?" "Look, I know you've always wanted to be someone's boy. I know you've had a few failed relationships with some pretty big assholes who led you to believe you were the one. I love you and wanted to make sure this is really what you wanted. I understand now. This is where you need to be. It doesn't change how I feel about you. But I also know deep down, this will fulfill you." "Kevin, you love me? Why didn't you tell me?" "Yes. We've been through a lot together over the years. I fell in love with you the first time we fucked. But, I was too scared to say anything because I didn't want to screw things up." "That's funny. I have feelings for you too and never thought you were interested in anything more than fuck buddy status. But you are right. This is exactly what I've always wanted. However, that will never change the way I feel about you." Kevin grabbed me and kisses me...and I kissed back. It felt so good being with him. "Open your letter. I want to see what it says." "Wait, you don't know?" "No, some guy named Bull stopped at my house and delivered the package. Said something about being sorry for how he treated you." "Oh, that fucker! He will be in my shit list for a long time.' I opened the package and pulled out the contents, there was a letter signed by SIR and an envelope. I read it out loud. "Congratulations, boy. I needed to see if you were ready, I believed you were but, your friend Kevin also reached out and he didn't. It was apparent he has feelings for you and I suspect you also have feelings for him. We decided on this final test...to prove to him you really are serious about being mine. He agreed and well, you have the ticket and that means he believes you. I had no doubt that you belong to me. I knew when you left London what your decision would be. Our connection is strong. Stronger really that any boy I've ever met. I look forward to converting you, but also putting my mark on you and letting everyone know you are MINE. Now, you don't have much time to get ready so I suggest you hop to it boy. SIR" I pulled open the ticket...it was for a one way ticket to London and was dated for two days from today. "What the hell? How am I supposed to pull off leaving the country and getting to London in two days. I had work and family to tell I was moving. I needed to let my friends know. I had to let my landlord know." Kevin told me, "Fuck all of them. Go get what you deserve. You don't own anyone an explanation." "You know what, you are right. Hand me my laptop." I then emailed my work and told them I quit. I then emailed my landlord and said I wouldn't be extending my stay and the apartment would be empty by the end of the month. Now to pack.

****4**** I slept on an off for the next few hours and when I awoke fully I realised I was completely naked under the fleece blanket. The young man who had brought me tea earlier had been replaced by an older man, possibly in his late forties or early fifties. He was very thin and although his head was shaved it was fairly obvious that his hair had receded anyway as the skin on his skull was very smooth. He was wearing a white cotton one piece gown tied at the waist with thin cord. He smiled and asked if I was ready to get up. He said I could shower if I liked and he would get me a gown. He lead me through into an adjacent bathroom and stood and watched as I showered with a slight grin on his face. I felt much more awake now as he handed me a towel. He told me that The Master would expect to see me when I was ready. I said I was ready and the man smirked at me and looked me up and down as I placed the gown over my head and tied the cord around my waist. He lead me past the room I had been in to a large gothic looking wooden door and pushed it open. This lead into short corridor and at the end was a matching door. The man told me to wait and knocked on the door. It was a few seconds before I heard The Masters voice shout "Come" The man entered and said "The new man is here sir. He has showered" The Master said "Good bring him in. Obviously I don't want to be disturbed for the rest of the evening five" The man replied "Sir" The man, who I now believed to called 'Five' stepped aside and waved me inside the room. It was a huge room with large floor to ceiling windows a desk and chair and the biggest bed I have ever seen. The room was warm and tastefully decorated. The Master stood un-smiling looking at me. "Are you refreshed" I replied "Yes sir, thank you sir" His eyes were on me, looking up and down. I was nervous, afraid and not a little turned on. He told me that he was pleased I had decided to become his property and that he was going to initiate me now. I knew what this meant, I just didn't think it would be immediately on my arrival. He had told me the rules and what would be expected of me in great detail during the two times I had met him and in the various emails I had received. He said "You will be called 7" You will forget the name you were called before you came here and never say it again, do you understand " I said "Yes Sir" He crossed to the side of the bed and told me to take off the gown. I was hard now, my cock was making a tent in the front of the cloth. He said "I see your ready, we might have to something about that " I removed the gown over my head and stood with it and the cord belt in my hand. His eyes narrowed and he shouted at me to drop it. I was shocked by the volume and the aggressive tone of his voice and my hardon wavered slightly. When he spoke again his voice was back to its normal volume and tone. "Come here" I walked across to where he stood and he reached forward and cupped my testicles in his hands. My cock which had become fully hard again leaked a little precum on his hand as he did so. He remarked how nice an smooth my sack was and I thanked him for the compliment. He sqeezed by balls quite hard and pulled them downward and I gasped. He smirked and told me, that like the rest of my body they belonged to him now and he could do whatever he wanted with them. My eyes were watering as I answered in the affirmative. He smiled removed hand then slapped my balls hard. Then pain shot through my body and I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. As I recovered the master was removing his own gown. I was physically shocked to see the size of his cock. It was at least ten may twelve inches long and as thick as my arm. His body was extremely hairy and his huge balls hung low. He was in reasonably good shape but had the start of a belly. "Suck my dick he commanded" I got down and took him in my mouth. I had to stretch my lips to get him inside. He rammed his cock down my throat cutting off the air supply and held it there, his hands on the back of my head. I told myself not to struggle, to just let it happen. I was his property to dispose of as he wish but, eventually the natural instinct to struggle took over and I tried to push myself away from him. It was useless, I couldn't escape, then suddenly he pulled out of me. I was still chocking and I was coughing up saliva and mucus. He turned away unconcerned at my state and walked to the desk. He pulled open a drawer and removed a bottle containing a clear fluid and walked back towards me. I could see that his cock had swelled and was completely erect. With his cock out of the way his balls looked even bigger. "On the edge of the bed, face down" He commanded. My own cock had shrivelled to nothing after nearly being chocked to death and the thought of his enormous member tearing me apart. "Remember you wanted this. I'm your master now. You belong to me. To use and dispose of at my will. Once my seed is in you'll be pregnant for the rest of your life" I was truly scared, shaking with fear but, he was right. I had and still wanted this. Wanted him to breed me with his huge cock and impregnate me. I felt the cold lube on my hole, a small mercy, as he could have just fucked me dry. His thick fingers were inside me now coating the inner surface of hole with lube. I felt something else enter me now, it was the nozzle of the lube container. I felt the cold fluid being sqeezed into my hole followed by a couple of his fingers. I did my best to relax my hole, letting my sphincter be stretched beyond normal limits. I felt another finger join the other two. I was actually starting to enjoy this and let out a small sigh. This was a mistake. I wasn't supposed to enjoy it. I was there to be enjoyed. He removed his fingers and picked up my smock to wipe his hands on then threw it back on the floor. "This is it boy, your mine forever" I felt the head of his cock on the rim of my hole then he pushed himself into me. My arse was being stretched beyond its limit of elasticity. As he pushed in further the soft yielding flesh of my guts felt like it was being torn to shreds. The pain was immense. He continued to push on regardless of the cries now coming from my mouth. I began clawing at the bed trying to move forward and away from the huge invader I was impaled on but there was no escape. He was up to the hilt now. I could feel the mass of his pubic hair between my freshly waxed arse cheeks. "There you have it all now" He said. He held it there for some time allowing my body to adjust to his size. Then he began moving slowly. Just short slow movements at first, not pulling all the way but still deeply penetrating me. He moved like this for a while, slowly moving further in and out with each stroke. My body had started to become accustomed his large member. It was still uncomfortable and I couldn't imagine it ever would be comfortable but, I had voluntarily given myself to him and I would endeavour to gladly give myself to him in this way whenever he wanted me. After ten minutes or so he began to fuck me properly. Sliding his cock all the way out then all the way back inside me as deeply as he could. A few minutes more and he began to pick up the pace. He got faster and faster and after fifteen to twenty minutes he was ramming himself into me. There was no doubt that he had done some damage to the deep flesh inside me, tearing the soft tissue. When he came he would certainly inseminate me with his toxic cum. The thought of this turned me on massively. He fucked hard me for at least three quarters of an hour then I could hear his breathing deepen and he fucked even harder. I could tell he was close. It felt like he was ramming his cock in me even harder and deeper when suddenly he shouted and filled me with his huge beautiful load. It must have been huge because I could feel it inside me as his cock pumped it in. I could feel his cock spasm as it pumped. I knew He had gifted me. I could feel his seed entering my blood stream. Soon his seed would be in every organ of my body, every cell, changing me forever, making me even more his. His cock kept pumping seed into me for a few minutes before he lay still on top of me. He stayed like this for a short time before sliding himself out of me. As he pulled out there was a slopping sound and I felt his juice pour from my arse and over my balls. He rolled off me and lay beside me. His cock was coated in his sperm and my blood. He looked at me and finally smiled. "You're definitely mine now, clean my cock" Greedily took his still semi hard cock in my mouth and cleaned every last drop of his seed from him. ***To be continued ***

Chapter 21 The guy with the deep voice was slowly pumping the Kid’s ass. Being a quite a bit taller than the Kid he had to squat down to fuck him. He pulled the Kid tightly to him with his cock planted deeply in the Kids throbbing ass. The Kid thought it was just to get as deep as possible, But the Kid was in for a surprise. The Guy moved his muscular legs and stood up. The Kid’s feet were no longer on the ground. In effect, he was hanging from the guy’s cock. He looked like a puppet, dangling from the guy’s cock. He felt his ass being stretched ion a way not natural as he was suspended by that piece of steel lodged in his ass. The guy with the deep voice said “ You’re nothing but a fuck toy for me now, I plan on fucking you like you never got before “. The Kid was hanging in mid-air. He was holding onto the arm of the bench to keep from falling. In this position the guy was constantly hitting his inner door and it felt strangely good. The Kid looked to his side and noticed someone with a camera. The guy was streaming the action of the Kid. He couldn’t get away or cover his face. He had to hang there and let who knows anyone, watch him get a total violation and let everyone know what a slut he had become tonight. The Kid knew when he got this way he was a slut but he couldn’t remember being exposed to the world like this. A guy came up and put a glass pile in the Kid’s mouth, he tried to turn away but the guy held his head and put the pipe to his lips. The Kid resigned to his fate and sucked in the while cloud that the guy had already prepared. The Kid held in in and then blew out the Big cloud. The Guy gave him a second hit, this time there was no resistance. The guy moved the pipe and the Kid moved his head to try to get some. The Kid looked like a little kitten trying to get to his mother’s utter. He finally got a hit and kept it in longer. He noticed the guy with the camera was closed and concentrating on the Kid’s jerking face. The Kid finally blew out the thick white cloud and anyone could see the blank expression on the Kid’s face. They knew the Kid was now spinning out of control. His whole world seemed to be on the piece of steel he was hanging from. The guy with the deep voice made a comment “ Yeah. You liked that, your hole is trying to milk my cock now “. The Kid could feel his heart beats in his ass. It was centered with that hook he was perched on. He could not remember when he felt that this was where he was supposed to be. If it wasn’t for the chems there were raging through his body he would have felt relaxed and one with the universe. The Guy started moving the Kid more on his cock. The Kid’s legs were still hanging and not near to the ground. He was at this guys mercy and his guy wanted to hear his new puppet squeal Like a stuck pig. He stared angling his super hard cock so that he could hit the Kid’s second door. He thought maybe he could wedge his cock in there and make the Kid yell like a girl loosing her cherry. He knew that he was hitting it because every time he hit it, the Kid would jump and his ass would tighten to try in a futile attempt to keep the intrusion from getting in there. In reality there was nothing he could do to stop it since he was still hanging in mid air. He was still bent over at the waist holding onto the park bench. His Handler walked over and asked the Kid if he was enjoying himself. All the Kid could manage to say was “ I think so “. The drugs were still keeping him going and wanting more. If it hadn’t been for them, he would have wanted to stop long ago. Even though his ass still craved more he knew that he would not be able to sit right after this. With the angle of the guy’s cock, the Kid cold feel cool air in his hole under the cock that by now was stretching the top of his cunt. The guy was determined to get in that inner sanctum and kept hitting the opening but couldn’t quite get the head of his cock lined up to enter it. The Guy was holding off shooting his load until after he could get the spot to make sure the Kid was Impregnated.

As Craig was sucking . He’s phone started ringing. Craig stopped sucking Stan’s s dick. It was Jonathan. Craig answered. Naked and high. Jonathan called to say he misses him and can’t wait to see him in three days. Guilt took over Craig. Who after hanging up got dressed. ”Listen Stan. I’m sorry.” “It’s not your fault.” “I don’t know what I’m going to tell Jonathan” ”Don’t say anything. Nothing big happened.” “We got high and naked.” “Close to having sex, but stopped before anything could happen.” Craig nodded in agreement. “It will be our secret.” Stan said with a devilish grin. While both men were still standing in front of each other naked. After ten minutes of just staring at each other. Craig got dressed and left. When Jonathan got home from his trip. He started to make a move on Craig, who was feeling guilty about what nearly had happened between him and Stan. “Something wrong?” Jonathan asked. “No, just been busy with household projects.” Craig said. “ “well stop what you’re doing.” “Let’s go and take a “nap.” Craig was taken aback. Jonathan took Craig’s hand and led him to the bedroom. Jonathan started kissing Craig with passion. Soon naked. Jonathan positioned Craig on his back. Which surprised him. Jonathan was going to top him. Slowly Jonathan slid his dick into Craig’s hole. “Ahhh” Craig said in pleasure. In and out of Craig’s ass. Craig closed his eyes for a few moments and when he opened them. He briefly saw Stan fucking him and not Jonathan. Craig wasn’t sexually attracted to Stan. But yet let his mind drift to what it would be like to bottom for a lanky older man. Jonathan once again left for a business trip. Craig decided to see Stan. He told Stan about picturing him in bed. Stan said it was still the meth. It does take two or three days to fully leave your system. Stan then took out his pipe and started to light up. Then offering Craig a hit. Who took it. After smoking for awhile, Stan kissed Craig. In turn Craig started playing with Stan’s dick slowly unbuttoning his pants. Soon both men were naked. Craig took in Stan’s dick and sucking. “Oh you suck cock very nice.” Stan said enjoying it. “Let’s go into the bedroom.” Stan and Craig continue to smoke and make out. Stan got on his back took out a condom. and put lube on it and in Craig’s ass. Craig climbed on Stan’s hard dick. And started riding him. “Wait” Craig said. “Stan would you mind taking off the condom?” “I want to feel you inside me.” Stan without saying a word removed the condom. Craig being high was enjoying the incredible sex he’s ever had. Stan turned Craig over on his back and shot his poz loads into Craig’s ass. Stan dick twitched inside the young man’s ass. Then clasped on top of him out of breath. “I have a friend coming over.” Stan said to Craig, who was still enjoying the high and the sex he just had. “You want me to leave?” He asked. “No.” “Just stay naked and smoke some more.” There was a knock on the door. Stan went to answer it. He heard voices. Stan was talking with Teddy. An overweight small business owner that always made crude remarks about what he would do to Craig if he ever had the opportunity to fuck him. And now unfortunately for Craig. He was about to find out. ”Well Craig.” Teddy said. “I guess hell finally froze over.” Teddy put his hands into his pants and started rubbing his dick. Craig being as high as he was and as horny as he was didn’t even see it being Teddy. He was that out of it. Teddy was now completely naked and his 6 inch hard on into Craig’s mouth who just started sucking it. Stan was rubbing Craig’s hard on while fucking him on his side. Teddy removed his cock from Craig’s mouth. Stan got up and left them alone. Teddy unlike Jonathan and Stan. Who took their time in placing their dicks into Craig’s hole. Teddy was more forceful. So much that Craig yelled out. “I’ve been waiting on this ass for so long.” Teddy who was 56 years old weighing over 255 pounds was someone who didn’t get a lot of sex. And his personality didn’t help either. Teddy ran his hands all over Craig’s body who was starting to realize that it was Teddy who was inside him. Before Craig could say or do anything. Teddy shot his load into the young man. “You made my day. Craig.” “We will be doing this again real soon.” That way this stays our secret.” Otherwise your boyfriend is going to know what kind of slut you are.” “You understand me?” Craig with no choice sheepishly said “Yes.” Without another word Teddy got up and got dressed and left. Stan told Craig he should get tested. “What?” Craig said. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “You didn’t ask. And assisted I take the condom off.” Stan replied . “Shit. What will I do?” “Teddy’s blackmailing me into having sex with him.” “I maybe positive.” “What the hell do I tell Jonathan?” “He’s going to be angry and hurt.” “And it’s all my fault.” Craig confessed everything to Jonathan. Who was as hurt. Both men cried and fought. Months later. Craig and Jonathan went their separate ways. Craig got his hiv results and came back positive. He got help with his addiction.

And that's why i said it was a very tough question...though a very good topic. It all comes down to preferences. I have bottoms who are exhibitionists and love to get fucked in front of a crowd. For me, its the sleaze factor with the GHs. Most of the times i go out a do most of them in one night. And yes, being an alpha (when i top, which is most of the time with guys) i usually prefer that my load is the first. BTW, you left out one of the most "supreme" options - the sling. Fuckin hell, the sling always produces some good action

The window washer I fucked a couple weeks ago hit me up for a quickie. I was not sure how well I would perform having jerked off three times already but I had to eat his ass again. I don’t want to brag…actually I don’t have to, here’s his text. I have never had anyone say this to me, very flattering

Chapter 20 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 “. The Kid was still bent over, and another guy stuck his cock up the Kids sore ass. The guy’s hair felt like steel wool when he rubbed against the Kids ass cheeks. This guy fucked the kid for only a few minutes when he stopped and the Kid felt him pull out and push something up the Kid’s ass. It felt cool at first but then stared to burn deep in his ass. The guy pushed his cock back in the Kid’s ass and stared pumping. He stopped and the Kid could feel the guy’s cock twitching and he thought he was getting another load of cum, the Guy bent over and whispered into the Kid’s ear “ You’re going to love this, That egg I pushed up you was a mix of some nasty drugs and now I am putting warm tina piss in your guts. It will melt those drugs and you will be on a trip that will never end “. The Kid recognized the voice from the guy that stared him earlier. The guy stared fucking deeper and deeper. The Kid could feel the mix sloshing in his bowels. It seemed like he was trying to not only get it to go deeper but wanted it plugged so it was forced to be absorbed. The Kid grabbed on the park bench to support himself. He was getting dizzy and he felt like never before. Everything was centered around his ass and insides. Nothing else mattered. The guy said “ I wish could give you another POZ load but I am empty, you got everything I have “. The Kid knew that he had gotten a couple toxic loads but wasn’t sure how many loads he had taken up his ass or down his throat. He only knew that he enjoyed the Toxic loads more than ever before. The guy sopped and pulled out of the Kid’s spun ass and said “ We have another customer. Hold still “. The Kid was having problems holding still. He was gyrating his hips and couldn’t stop. From behind he looked like a bitch in heat. He heard a deep voice behind him say “ This Kid must be really tweaking, Look at him wave that ass wanting to get bred “. The Guy dropped his pants and started stroking his cock to get it ready. He spread the Kid’s cheeks with one hand to geta look at his the jewel between them. What he saw was a slightly gaping hole that was dripping ping cum. He suspected that the Kid was spinning pretty hard with his movements. Then he grazed the Hole the Kid Moaned and said “ Oh yessss. Please more. I really need it “. He pushed one finger in the Kid and he about screamed, both with excitement and in pain. His hole was getting very tender with all the abuse he had tonight. The Fack that Cum and piss was the only lube he had, didn’t help either. By this time the Guy had his cock ready for action. It wasn’t overly big, about 7 ½ inches and thick. What the kid didn’t know was that this guy had one of those cocks that were like a piece of steel when hard. The other thing was that the guy was a lot taller than him. The Kid was bent over waiting for the impending penetration, holding onto a park bench to steady himself. The main reason he was holding onto the bench was because he wasn’t steady on his feet, all the drugs were having an effect on him. He wasn’t sure what all was pushed up his now tender and stretched ass but he knew that Tina was some, he recognized the effects and burning. The guy pushed the head of his steel cock into the Kids ass. Most cocks would yield some to the tightness and resistance, but this cock was so hard it didn’t. In fact, it was splitting his ass. His girlfriend put a dildo up his ass a while back and even though it was one of those harder plastic ones it yielded some, this cock didn’t. It went in and made the kid’s ass yield to it, There was no stopping this pole from busting the kid open. The guy with the deep voice was slowly pumping the Kid’s ass. Being a quite a bit taller than the Kid he had to squat down to fuck him. He pulled the Kid tightly to him with his cock planted deeply in the Kids throbbing ass. The Kid thought it was just to get as deep as possible, But the Kid was in for a surprise.

*****3**** I convinced him that I was serious and sincere regarding my intentions to become a completely subservient slave, owned, used and willing to be trained and adapted to meet his needs and desires. I confirmed my HIV status and he confirmed that I would be converted, as he and all his slaves were poz. The men who visited were also positive and some had slaves of there own who were likewise. We had been talking for almost an hour when he told me he had booked a room at the hotel. When he said this I became exited but then slightly deflated when he said just wish to visually examine me to see if I was suitable and that nothing was going to happen between us until I had completed the cooling off period at which time, if I was still committed to joining I would initiated. Once in the room he told me to remove my clothes and stand naked infront of him. I did as commanded. I looked at me from the front then told me to slowly turn around slowly. I felt self conscious, vulnerable and embarrassed as I let him explore my body with his eyes. When my back was towards him he told me to bend forward and pull my buttocks apart. I'd done this many times in front of guys who had their cock ready to plough my hole but, in front of this fully clothed man I felt even more embarrassed than I had before. I thought he might want to explore me physically but he made no move to do so and made no comment about me other than to say I would need to remove all body hair and shave my head if I decided to continue with the process. I could leave now and he would be in contact in a few weeks. He then left the room. I presumed I was suitable as he hadn't said anything detrimental or negative and told me to shave. It was only after the door closed that I realised my cock had been dripping. There was a string of precum from the tip of my cock down to knee height and several spots on the carpeted floor. He must have seen this but I had no idea I had been dripping. I quickly dressed and left the room and drove home. The following weeks seemed to drag and again I wondered if he would contact me. I was more convinced than ever that this was what I was meant for, my destiny. I masterbated furiously, fantasising about what he would do to me and my new life, daily. As each day passed I became a little fretful that he wouldn't contact me again. Maybe I wasn't suitable for his needs at all. I knew I wasn't unattractive. 24 years old, blond, slim and fit but, maybe he had wanted someone more muscular. Someone he could put to work in some way. On the last day of June I found a message in my in box from The Master. He asked if I was still interested in committing myself to him. I replied immediately saying that I was ready and had no doubts. He replied saying that I should sell everything I owned and give the money away to someone who needed it or a charity. I wouldn't need to bring clothes other than what I was wearing and be prepared to join him in two weeks time. He would be in touch with more details nearer the time. He reminded me to be hairless and suggested being waxed as it lasted longer and gave much better results than shaving. I sold my car and the few meagre possessions I owned and gave them to an old neighbour. I know she struggled to keep her flat warm and had no income other than her pension. I just put the money through her door the night before I was leaving with no note of indication of who the money was from. The Master had contacted me a few days before with the details and final arrangements and I had gone to a local place that advertised waxing. I have to say I was a little surprised how much waxing hurt but, the results were fantastic. The back and front of my torso, my cock, balls, arse crack and legs were as smooth as a babies bum. I went to the barber and got him to go as short as he could with the clippers then went home and wet shaved my head. I was ready for my new life. He had told me to be outside my address at 9.30am and that I would be collected by someone else. That the journey would take a number hours and that I would be sedated for the journey. I was about to ask why, then thought better of it. My place was not to ask questions or question anything I was told, just to agree and obey. I didn't want to jeopardise my position before it began. So, at 9.25 I closed the door to the flat I had lived in for five years and the life I was leaving behind. At exactly 9.30 a brand new blue van pulled up outside and the passenger window lowered. The guy the front was about my age with a shaven head. I guessed he must be a fellow slave. He told me get in the back which I did. The van was windowless and had a mattress on the floor. In a small crate was a bottle off water and a pill jar. My instructions were to take both capsules from the jar with the water. I did so then lay on the mattress. At first I didn't feel anything but eventually fell asleep. The next thing I remember was waking up in a small single bed covered in a fleece blanket. Next to me sat a young man, probably eighteen or nineteen sitting in a comfortable looking armchair. He smiled and asked what I would like to drink. I had arrived. **To be continued **

Guess who's spun & excited to share a new story. I know I'm terrible at finishing my other works, but I can't help it. I might update and give a succinct ending just to tie some strings up but nothing is certain! Hope you like this one. This time, I'm focusing more on the plot rather than the sex so it is a bit different! I've never really gave much thought on my homosexual tendencies. It has always been there. It's not just the cock, but the male physique in general. Chubs, muscular, small, any kind of bodies with any kind of faces and hairstyle, any fashion style one had, as long as it was a man, I could get hard. After almost 7 years living in Edmonton, I found myself jaded with the routine I had. Sure, I have a good job with a great salary,,my sex life was decent and I had people to hang with from time to time. Yet, I feel hollow, as if I am leading a meaningless life. Even the alcohol, weed and chems that I partake in at times have failed to hide this supposed mid life crisis I was going through. Physically, I was fit. At 5'11 with a brunette buzz cut, I looked like a regular 'coastal liberal' as the rednecks would say since I was always in fitted jeans and oxford shirts. Thanks to the sports I did in college, I wasn't much of a gym person since my body had been sculpted from a young age. Being close to 33, I did feel a little left out that most of the guys I hang with at the bar have already settled down or are in relationships that have lasted for more than 3 years. (Quite a feat knowing how the community can be). As always, they would say but John, you're gorgeous, what's stopping you from having anyone here? Nothing, I would say. They were right, I could bring anyone back home though I had little interest in forming any sort of relationship after. It wasn't for me. Even those who are in open relationships are still committed to their main partner. It wasn't a relationship that I could commit to, but a mission or a calling if I could describe it. I knew there is more out there for me. I needed to get out. One Friday evening, I found myself at the bar, as usual, doing shots with the guys I've known since I moved here. Patrick, Juan, Chris and Eddie. Patrick and Chris are engaged, though in an open relationship while Juan could never keep a relationship longer than 6 months. Eddie on the other hand had an older partner named Hugo who share his passion of pottery. Out of all 4, Eddie was the most normal, or straight passing as we would frequently tease him. The usual conversation includes how the week went, or how work sucks, and what was there to do during the weekend. Eddie mentioned that he had a lucrative order that he had to send out and needed a pickup truck to deliver it. Since I was the only one with a GMC, all eyes were on me. I didn't mind helping Eddie out. I even suggested to him that he and I could do the drive together. I wish I hadn't though, as Eddie didn't mention that the customer was based 2 hours from the city. The next day, I drove into Eddie's driveway right before 11 AM and saw the garage door opened with a pallet of amphoras wrapped in plastic and strapped. They looked exquisite. Each had elaborative patterns, some with biohazard, most were just silhouettes of men fucking and figures dancing. One would think that they came from Greece if not examined closely. "I'm glad you're down to help me man. I really thought I would've done the drive myself since Hugo has an order that's due on Monday. I mean, I don't even know where this place is and the buyer's price was hard to resist that I had to offer free delivery. 15K for a crate of these strange yet erotic design that he requested. It wasn't even my design. They emailed some PNGs and told me to have fun with it." It has been a while since I last hung out with Eddie alone. He had always been like a brother to me since he was the first person I met in this city. He made it feel normal to be gay in the province I ended up in. Before he met Hugo about a year ago, Eddie and I would do T every Friday after leaving the bar. Nothing ever happened between us since we would always find our own guy to screw with. The closest thing that we've ever done that could be considered as sex was when we were both fucking 2 guys on the same bed and switched asses from time to time. Those were our party days and I have to say, I do miss it. We were never addicts, we were only enjoying the weekly session we had. When Eddie and Hugo moved in together, I stopped doing T as frequent as I would. For the better, I tell myself. Nowdays, the only time I do smoke was if a tweaking bottom on Grindr was looking for loads. The drive to the buyer's place was rural. It actually took more than 2 hours for us to get there. From what Eddie said, the buyer lives in a sort of commune on a farmland. To get there, we had to make a number of turns after exiting the freeway. The thick forrest surrounding us, both left and right made it feel as if we were driving in circles. Finally, a signboard that says "Commune Plus" appeared and as we turn in, we still had to drive for another 2 miles to finally see the compound. We passed a large wooden arc that served as an entrance into the compound. In cursive, the words "Commune Plus" was written above the frame, with a headline underneath that says, "+ where men are their True selves +" It was also kinda interesting how the O in the word commune was a biohazzard symbol. The farmhouse was huge. There were bout 3 barns scattered on the compound with a large pond in the middle. Eddie was pretty stunned at the place, as was I. Who knew a place like this existed, being so remote to everything? It was almost 3 PM and as we got close to the main farmhouse, a man in a full on white linen robe came out, ready to welcome us. "You must be Eddie, it's a pleasure to meet you. And you are..?" "This is John, he's helping me out today" "Pleasure to meet you as well, John." The man introduced himself as Ahura. He was about 6'0, thin yet muscular, and was donning a bun on his head with grey highlights. If I had to put an age, he was probably in his late 50s. I found him to be quite attractive. His chest was exposed, revealing some curly hair and pierced nipples. Around his neck was a necklace that had a golden whistle. He made his way to the truck with us and before I was about to pull down the trunk door, Ahura told us to stop since we had come such a long way and that we needed to eat and rest. With one high pitched blow and a moment that didn't event last 30 seconds, two men appeared by his side. They were both in their 20s, probably new grads. Both skinny and twink like. Both also had a clean shaved head and each wore an identical white jockstrap with white sneakers. They also had a tight silver bracelet on both hands. Ahura commanded them to bring the amphoras inside before complimenting Eddie on how it turned out. "What you've made is more than what I had foreseen. Thank you. Come in now, we have already delayed our luncheon waiting for this masterpiece." Ahura had a unique voice. His inflections were crisp and the way he spoke was ritualistic, as if every word spoken is a part of an incantation. The way he walked was also something. It was intricate and seems as if he was gliding, with the robe brushing the ground. His height is only a plus, for vanity purposes. While we made our way inside, I felt a little relief when I found out that Eddie too shared my sentiment on Ahura. For a second, one could say that we became curious of this man who possessed a sort of magnetism in us. After all, the swift response he received when he blew his whistle was unarguably a power move that stayed with us. The dining hall had a table that was probably the longest I've ever seen in my life. When we entered, half the table was already occupied by men who were all in similar loincloth, neatly tied to spare very little, torso exposed and topless as they should be. They were gorgeous. Most were probably around my age and some were already eyeing Eddie and I. Each of them had sculpted bodies, though some had very apparent veins. Some were also muscular but remained thinner than average. Similar to how Ahura looks like. It was a sort of textured look that was likely due to the physical activity they they do daily. Or so I thought.. Of course, Ahura sat in the middle main seat, with everyone being able to see him. Directly to his left was Eddie and beside was me. The table could probably fit 30 people the least. If I had to eyeball, we were probably around 15. The moment Ahura took his seat, the room turned silent. Before he spoke, he made sure to observe each person and nod, acknowledging their presence. Eddie and I included. He first introduced us as visitors who have delivered and blessed the commune with vases that will enhance the place. He then announced that there would be more members joining the commune next month. He thanked the current members, who were all listening attentively, for being dedicated in supporting his vision of the commune. "Before you came here, each of you lead a different life, a life that was empty that limited your desire and constricted your agency to how the outside world deemed it as. Being a part of the commune has liberated you. I can see it and so can you, Yohann. And you too, Kronos. You have all joined the commune for a fresh start, and I have managed to grant you that gift." Both Eddie and I knew that we were visiting a cult, but we never really knew how it actually was like . Even with all the documentaries that we've watched and the podcast we put on during the drive, to participate in a cult lunch wasn't a way we saw how our Saturday would go. We weren't the disrespectful kind since we've all been exposed to all kinds of kinks but this men only cult that we found ourselves in started to turn into an itch in our psyche that we couldn't explain. The rest of Ahura's speech was how the commune is still young and though it is expanding, it is not permanent. The goal was that the commune would live off grid, growing their own produce and eliminating the traditional bonds that the outside world had. Essentially, everyone in the commune treated each other equally, being able to fuck one another without hesitation and embracing primal lust. With the wine glass in his right hand, Ahura put his arm up and declared "May we live harmoniously without restraints" When Eddie and I gulped the wine, we were blind sighted at how strong it was. I knew that it wasn't just wine that we drank. It was definitely G. I calmed Eddie down by holding his thigh under the table cloth, telling him it's not drastic. Ahura, toying his entree with his utensils looked at us and formed a smile. "Don't worry, the amount of G is very minimal and think of it as a way to just wind down after making that long drive. After you both are no longer famished, I will give you a tour of this place, just as a little extra since we rarely receive visitors.." Surprisingly, Eddie thanked Ahura and was looking forward to seeing the compound. I shot a look at him, but Eddie reassured me. How quick his mind changed. It's not that I wanted to leave. Deep down, I know that the longer I stayed here the harder it would be for me to leave. These irresistible guys who I'm at the table with behaved so seductively, caressing each other at times and feeding one another without breaking their touch. Anytime I make eye contact with one of them, I knew that I would be hard. Ahura and Eddie continued talking, exchanging opinions on what an amphora or a vase is, with Eddie clearly being more engrossed in Ahura. He didn't even realize that Ahura was holding his hands on the table the entire time. If I'm being honest, I was quite envious. I tried to look at my phone but there was barely any signal. I looked up and I noticed Yohann was looking at me. He had auburn curls that hid his forehead and his face was shaved clean. I wouldn't put him past 30 with how much youth he's still holding. His chest was broad and his neck had a silver necklace with a biohazard logo pendant. It's strange how frequent I've seen the logo since I got here. Unlike the rest of the men at the table, he and I weren't conversing. We were both looking at each other for a while, trying to observe and analyze each other. Him being topless didn't help much. He wasn't too muscular, yet it would be easy for me to trace his body from how defined it was. Lean, one could say. Throughout the eye fuck we were having, he was also playing with his necklace, brushing it on his lips, turning it sideways with the chains gliding under his chin, never breaking our gaze. I stopped zoning out when Ahura stood up, Eddie following him and me trailing behind to start the tour. I also began to realize how subtle Ahura was when he instructed Yohann to accompany us as well. What does he know? To show the ins and outs as Ahura puts it. Yohann smirked at me after replying, "It would be an honour, Ahura". The four us started in the main foyer where we first entered. The snow marble floor, when viewed from the staircase above resembles a golden pentagram, layered with a platinum biohazard symbol. Again I thought, the same logo. On the second floor, we passed through hallways after hallways, with different roman numerals on each doors. Though Ahura didn't show us all the rooms, most were average dorm like rooms. There was probably 2-3 single beds in each room. To no one's surprise, the bathroom had a common shower. It really reminded me of the kinds of showers you'd find at the gym. Ahura also skipped the rooms which had doubled doors and lacked any number. Strange I thought. I broke the silence with Yohann and asked, what's in there? "Members only" Out of the 3 barns, he only showed us one where they had some livestock. There were guys working who I didn't see at lunch. Some were in jockstraps, some only in overalls with nothing underneath. There were also some guys who were only in ripped jeans and boots, flannel shirt tied around the waist,. They all seemed to be enjoying what they were doing, bodies glistening with sweat, faces shining laboriously. Everyone stopped to bow for Ahura the minute we entered. With a wave and both arms open, Ahura thanked them for their hard work and wished them well on advancing. We ended up by the benches at the pond to end the tour. Until now, I didn't get to talk to Ahura much since Eddie and him were constantly in awe of one another. I only got to talk with Yohann, asking him what is going on in this place and how he ended up there. I was very frank since I couldn't help it any longer. "Before I came here, I wasn't Yohann. I was Bernard. I found out about the commune a year ago when I lost my job. Can you believe I was at work tweaking?" Yes I could because I knew fags who couldn't separate the T from party, ruining their career and self imploding. Instead of thinking out loud, my only response was one that went along the lines of "Wow, that's awful. How did you find out bout this then? Did you get clean here?" "Fuck no, I still tweak whenever I want without any judgements since I came here. These guys are more than brothers, they become a part of you. The day I got fired, I met my dealer to score more and he told me that there was a job his friend, Ahura was offering. Back then, we were probably 9 people. Now, when you include the novices, 25. I thought it was just a regular farm job, but the first day I got here, my life changed for the better." "What do you mean?" "Well, that's something that you have to find out on your own, if you're willing." I looked up to find Ahura and Eddie gone, now heading to one of the barns, hands together. What the fuck? I started to worry and asked Yohann where they were going. "Let's see for ourselves." I didn't rush to run since I still wanted to keep my cool with Yohann. We approached the barn, entering through the main door that was already partially opened. It wasn't what an inside of a barn would look like. It was lavishly decorated with velvet furnitures. The floor was concrete but polished. At the end of the room between two pillars lied Eddie and Ahura on a satin king sized bed. Eddie had a glass pipe in his mouth, Ahura preparing the next hit while holding a metal tray. Strangely enough, I stopped worrying and shot Eddie a look, with him blowing his clouds in my direction. "I should've known that you both partake in the appreciation of crystal, allowing its smoke to electrify and elevate the body. How serendipitous it is that Yohann accompanied us, given that he is the master of chasing the dragon in our commune" Yohann smiled and joined Ahura. He took the tray away, allowing Eddie and Ahura to now fondling one another, before shotgunning and embracing in a trance. I was still, standing right across them, immobile. On one hand, I was relishing at how the old Eddie is back, but on the other, I feared for his future with Hugo. "Come, John. Chase the dragon with us, up in the clouds where we'll find a potent pleasure." Eddie now started talking differently. I was alone, in this arena sized barn, faced with a decision to join or go. I couldn't leave Eddie though, never. Plus, Yohann was there. I took the plunge and the next thing I know, my tongue was in a wrestle with Yohann's and Eddie had his mouth full with Ahura's 9 incher. "This is just a preview, boys. We're not going to fuck you until you're one of us. And even then, there are steps to joining the commune...." Eddie and I were clearly more tweaked than the others. They probably have a higher tolerance seeing that they were nonchalant. Both Ahura and Yohann then got up, pulling us each by the arm to give the real tour. The barn we were in was where they would initiate members into the commune. An invitation is first required. Yohann had never met Ahura until he showed up at the commune. Ahura coached and motivated him to embrace his true self through the commune. Within 3 months, Yohann was leading the lab they had in the other barn, synthesizing T to grow their capital. Being far and remote was an advantage they had. There weren't stages when the commune started, once someone is a member, they are equal to one another. Only recently it was decided that through strict vetting and procedural methods could they keep their commune a secret while ensuring loyalty and dedication from the members. To be a part of the commune, a bond was needed, a positive bond, as Ahura puts it. It was his viral load that runs through the commune, sealing themselves to him forever. It was by being poz from Ahura do the members benefit from the resources Ahura provides. The T was a significant part of the commune's cashflow, though for the most part the commune itself is self-sustaining. Ahura's vision was to keep the population at a fixed number, ensuring balance and avoiding any recognition from the outside world. "By end of this year, we're aiming to be around 40, not more than 50. This is a chance for you both to escape and leave the life you had before you came here. Look at how we cherish our new lives, providing for each other, being there for each other, not a single ounce of shame in any of us." We passed by the barn we visited earlier. This time, there were only 2 guys left, chopping some wood. Ahura quietly approached one of them who had an overall, and with no warning, he pushed the boy down onto the table, unbuttoning from behind before diving into his ass for a rim. The only thing the boy could say was Thank you, Ahura. His legs spread wider, allowing Ahura to push his tongue deeper. Moments after, Ahura placed his cock on the boy's hole and thrust forward with little resistance, telling the boy how lucky he was to get fucked by him while still being a novice. "Though today is your lucky day, I have guests that I need to attend to, so forgive me for ejaculating earlier than I normally would." "Don't apologize Ahura, I am forever grateful for you" Not even 5 minutes since the boy was shoved down, Ahura came, moaning quietly as he turned to look at Eddie and I with an ambitious expression aimed to convince us. Still spun, we both exchanged a look that was a combination of fear, lust but worst of all, submission. Ahura candidly continued, "See how easy it is? How everyone here is always willing to help one another. Contemplate well on my invitation you two. I seldom give golden tickets easily. Sleep on it if you wish. Dusk is approaching. We wouldn't want you to venture back to the city in the dark." Shit, I always forget how fast time passes when you're on T. Yohann showed us the guest room in the main farmhouse. It was in the same hallway where the double door room was. Eddie and I both showered in the commons, reflecting on what had transpired. "We're not thinking straight, Eddie. Who know what else we took. This is a huge commitment, man." "Yeah of course, but look, don't you think that we won't get a chance like this again? I feel like once we leave, we're never going to find a place like this ever. I'm pretty sure Ahura's gonna make me delete the address and any form of trails we have to the commune if we don't accept." "If you want to get pozzed, then you can do it in the city. If you want T, you can do it with me. What does this place have that's compelling you so much? "It has a purpose for us to be who we are and share it with the few who understand. It's not bout the drugs or being poz, it's bout the community that I never had, man. Sure, life back in the city is great and all, but you always got to be wary. Outside the bar, are we really ourselves? Tell me, John. Don't you want to feel like you're a part of something?" I couldn't say more. The only sound there was was the water coming out of the shower. When the tap was off, I broke the silence. "I don't think I could ever leave you. I'm not just talking bout this place. If I leave and I won't see you ever again, then I'm not sure what I'll do." We were now facing each other, full nude, with Eddie spotting a boner for a short moment. He came closer to me and tilted his head up to give a peck, hands behind my back, pulling us closer. It was the first time we kissed. It was real. I knew I've made my decision. Lying on the single bed, we cuddled and didn't say much. It was difficult to fuck since we couldn't get ourselves hard, and frankly, we were exhausted. Sleeping was also difficult. At around 2 AM, we heard footsteps in the hallway, followed by the sound of doors closing. The slam was louder than our room door. Could it be the other room? Feeling restless, I convinced Eddie to check it out together. There was barely any light in the house. Though there was electricity, candles and gas lamps were preferred. The double door at the end of the hallway now had a candle hung on both sides, illuminating most of the hallway. The knobs were brass and heavy. We attempted to open it slowly, going inside to finally satisfy our curiosity. The room was bigger than we thought. Curtains separated the room as if it was a maze. We heard a chant that was hypnotizing. We followed it, cutting through the room, hoping for the best. Finally, we came upon Ahura who was naked, hair down, leading the chant with some of the men we met at lunch echoing. They were encircling the boy in the overalls, who was now tied and spread like an eagle in a circle that had a pentagram. There candles that were lit at each points and Ahura was now walking in the circle, taunting the boy and savouring every orifice. The chant was incomprehensible. The boy could only moan and groan, as if possessed as Ahura was savouring every inch of him. Suddenly, the chant changed and the men circling started to kneel. Ahura's eyes turned white and he loosened the boys attachment to lift him up. Now on the floor, Ahura placed the boy's hip on top of his, slowly piercing the boys hole with his shaft. Not even halfway yet and the boy was already in ecstasy. Ahura could only hush the boy, apologizing him for the fuck earlier. It was insulting, to have me in you without any ceremonious element. This is to make up for today, boy. Christmas came early cause you're getting the gift before the rest of your peers will. Cherish this moment now, boy. Tears now started fall from the boy's face, though it wasn't of pain, but joy. There was a certain religious epiphany that the boy had as he was being impaled by Ahura. The other men, now in a prostate position, continued chanting, hitting their fist on the floor in harmony. The closer Ahura was to coming, the faster and louder the fists were banged. Finally, as he came, the room was quiet with the exception of the boy who was still moaning. "It's so...warm.." Ahura stayed in the boy and cradled him for a good 8 minutes, welcoming him to the commune, whispering how much his life was about to change. Eddie and I could only watch without a single blink. It was more than a cult, there was also elements of occult. I was never a superstitious person, but there was a palpable energy that I felt being in that room. Some sort of fascination that I wanted to experience. From the way Eddie was watching, he too would agree with me. We were so engrossed in what was happening that Yohann appeared behind us, slightly jumping us. "So..shall I inform Ahura that you both have made up your mind?" Eddie with no hesitation said Yes, admit us. It took me a while to say it. "Yeah if Eddie's in I'm in too." Yohann then told us that once we are certain of our decision, we will not be able to leave until Ahura allows it. We had to also follow everything Ahura commands and instructs. It was, for our betterment. The process of joining the commune was tedious, but the spirituality of it, though contrary was one that was unique and vital to the commune. Though we made sure to keep a distance from where the ritual was, Ahura, as Yohann had, appeared from behind one of the curtains. "Did I hear that right?" Yes, Eddie and I said in unison. "Well let's not waste time then. We're already done with one. What's another two? Commune members, in position as before! We've got 2 prospects who before, were visitors. We sure did a good job in showing them how hospitable we are, didn't we?" "Always, Ahura. Your guidance has never contained any doubts. I am also grateful to you for allowing me to get to know John. I believe he has potential to be in the higher ranks by the end of the year." "What makes you say so, Yohann?" "There's this look I see in him, one that's unsatisfied with his current life. All of us were like that but unlike the rest, he is more disciplined and loyal. Look at how dedicated he is to the other man he came with. The two of them were destined to be a part of the commune" "Very good observations. Now boys, there's been a change in your initiation. It's going to be challenging, painful but most importantly, liberating. At this moment now, we need your word and good faith that you will accept this offer. There is no turning back from here on. I could let you head back in the city maybe next week or next year. It is I who built this haven and it is I who you will bow down to when required. From here on, you will no longer be treated like the visitors you were but as novices who will have to earn the respect that the men you see over there have gone through." Yohann took out 2 separate documents for us to sign, waiving any liabilities toward Ahura, fully understanding what was going to happen. We had already made our decision in the shower. This was just a way to legitimize it. Once the documents were signed and handed back, I felt a blindfold being put on me and all of a sudden, my limbs were being pulled and I could hear Eddie was being dragged too. There's no going back, I tell myself. We had to surrender and submit to whatever Ahura had in store for us. As I struggled from the wave of men holding me, I started to lose consciousness when I felt my mouth and nose being covered by a sort of cloth. My last thought before blanking out was what was going to happen to Eddie?

This 'boy scout' took home an 'astronaut' last night after a costume ball in town. Short hot daddy, Italian with deep dark eyes and a kiss that made me lose track of time. We left for my place where we stripped as soon as we got through the door. He went straight for my cock and after a few minutes we hit the bedroom where he pushed me into the bed and ate my ass like a champ. Such an amazing muncher...he took his time and opened me up. Flipped me onto all fours and mounted me, shoving a thick lubed, 7 inches into my pucker. No talk of condoms, status or waiting for me to handle it. He just shoved my face into the pillow and soon my ass was taking it. Midway though I started getting verbal...he felt so good. I get super piggy after a few minutes after I've adjusted to a good sized cock. Kept insisting he breed my raw hole, and in response he pushed me flat and started going to town like his life depended on it. It so satisfying getting that nut. As we woke, I had the biggest hardon from not cumming earlier. With me big spooning him, he reached back for my cock with an already lubed hand. Then he did that ass-gyrating movement and bounced his hairless hole over and over onto my cock until I broke through his tight ring. I love spoon fucking a guy and especially a smaller guy than me. Went a bit feral when he kept repeating..."cum inside me, please". Got that awesome feeling when you know the load is cumming. All I could get out as my cum was spraying inside his hole was "fuuuuck". He rode his wet hole on my cock, making sure all my cum was inside, until I slipped out. Lying alongside him, I lifted his closest leg and started working my fingers inside his slick hole while making out. He jerked his dark cock and released another delicious load onto his torso. So tasty. Can't wait for a date next weekend. And us both getting some more cum to share.

Anon Grindr26 My Grindr pinged asking if my cunt was free. A 26 year old guy was visiting and needed to unload. I told him I was free and he asked if I had rubbers. I told him no, and he was hesitant then went quiet. 5 minutes later he replied again, I so need to unload, I’ll breed you. He arrived shortly after to find me hooded in my jock and harness. It didn’t take him long to strip to just his socks. By this time his cock was hard and he was slapping it against my ass. He teased it over my hole and I could feel his precum wetting my hole. I love how a guys morals go out the window when fuelled by the insatiable horn and the need to unload. In a single hard thrust he was raw inside my slutty hole, and clearly enjoying it from the feel of his throbbing dick inside my cunt. He pounded me hard and quick, I love how a 20 something needs to have his balls banging away as they fuck a willing hole. This guy clearly likes to watch, pulling out completely then sliding in balls deep and every now and then that wriggle, deep inside, that only a BB fukka does. He was clearly getting close as he continued to use my cunt to get off. He loved pulling right out and making me take it. Then he spoke for the first time, ‘I need to cum’. I then got vocal to help finish him off, ‘Go on, breed my cunt’, ‘ I want your load in me’. As his cock exploded its load inside me I confirmed, ‘breed that cunt, breed me! He pumped the hot spunk from his balls deep in my hole, continuing with the occasional thrust to ensure I took his seed deep. The horny fukka pulled out and told me I should enjoy carrying his load for the rest of the day. He tagged my ass as proof of use with PIG SLUT and left. So much for needing a rubber and glad I told him I didn’t have any! Such a slutty liar!

Just fill your porn with a bunch of slurs and anti-semitic rants and you should be fine ~*sarcasm*~ But I haven't heard either way, I assume it'll eventually get cracked down on as he tries to transform it into his universal X app bs

Once I got past the mental block in my head about taking a fist it became a rollercoaster ride of pushing my limits. During the lockdown I ordered bigger and bigger plugs and toys and trained my hole to stretch wider and go deeper. My cunt opens up with lube and even more with chems. To feel a cock then a hand inside me massaging to climax is fucking amazing. After a couple of hours, my hole goes back to before. I think if you’re taking fists, toys & chems very often your cunt will become looser and looser which is hot. You just have to shove a fat plug up there !

Hey 🐷's If you would like to see this story progress then give it a 'like'. I never did get around to completing a story when I used to write them on here a long while ago, but I have written a lot to this one working within the confines of the new rules that came into action early last year, yet staying with the premise of chem sex, bug chasing and conversion. Maybe there is not an interest for those kind of stories now. If I do proceed and there is something in a story that is not allowed, then a moderator can do their thing whilst alerting me so I do not make the same mistake again. 🔥🌹☣️

I’m my mind it’s hard to top a bathhouse. As a total slut bottom, I can swing by after work, clean out, and take anon loads in the dark rooms, my private room and in glory hole booths. I tend to just rotate through all three. Love taking load after load.

I realize you say that you don't want to bring politics into "the answer" but I would point out that you're asking about what would happen "if the rules change". Those rules are set by the political system, so it's kind of hard to pretend that things would substantively change in terms of access to health care other than by a shift in the political winds - and that applies in the U.S., in the U.K., in Canada (and probably much or all of the Commonwealth nations), and more.

Part 4 - The First Load Kem is pulling out of me slowly, and painfully. It doesn’t help that I’m tight from not playing with myself so it’s like there’s friction and resistance in my pussy all at once. It’s honestly like time is going slower and every part of my being is focussed in my hole and not screaming as my body grips Kem’s retreating dick. John holds my chin and switches poppers between both nostrils as Kem keeps pulling out - I hadn’t realised how long he was - so I have no idea how deep he is and how many more inches I have to endure. I hear John laugh as I flush from the poppers, and he leans over my back to give Kem another hit. I feel the distinct tug of Kem’s cockhead at my sphincter and think he’s going to push back in, but he pops his whole rigid head out of me with a groan. Most men I’ve taken are at least a little soft when they’re hard, but Kem’s rod is honestly like iron, even the head feels firm as it pulls out of me. Milliseconds pass and I can feel the cool, satisfying air on my hole before Kem, who hasn’t let his vice-grip on my hips go the entire time, tells me to breathe and punches into me again - full depth. I probably would have shouted to stop but John’s thick dick slid into my mouth at the same time, as he gently rocked my head up and down his shaft. Kem is talking about how tight I feel wrapped around him and how big a load I’m going to get as he once again pulls his entire dick out and rams it back in fully. If the shaft feels fucking terrible, the head pulling out of me feels like someone is ripping a plug from my hole. I’ve not been fucked like this in a long, long time and the minutes seem like hours! Around the 5th time he’s pulling out, he suddenly stops before removing his cock head. With it just inside my sphincter, Kem says something about ‘there it is’ and John replies ‘you lubing him up?’ and chuckles Kem grunts in reply, and pulses his shaft deep inside the rim of my opening. That feels amazing. Indescribable in fact. I remember moaning loudly as John depresses my lower back to get a better look. They must have done this to so many boys that John pulls me off his dick, looks into my eyes and tells me not to worry “Kem isn’t done with your hole, that’s just pre-cum baby” [he keeps my face looking at his, staring back at me and smiling] as Kem rams his entire length back in and, I’m not lying, it’s like silk. The long strokes back in feel like someone has put balm inside my tender pussy and Kem moans loudly as he rotates in me and starts pounding. The sandpaper feeling is gone and I can hear squelching as he long-dicks me. John holds my head so I can gently nurse his cock and drink his pre-cum (I kept thinking he was cumming there was so much). It’s a total change of mentality as Kem is now sawing in and out of me with no resistance, just the residual tightness of my hole (and even that is beginning to stretch). I can feel every inch in me but it’s a blissful, repetitive thrusting inside my pussy that makes me drool. John poppers me up in each nostril again as he gets out the tub to go and watch from behind me. He tells me to stay put (I think he called me ‘slut’) - that he wanted a better view of me taking his husband’s dick. From behind me John starts telling me how slutty I look, just as the fumes from the poppers hit, and I start backing into Kem’s thrusts - I thought most men liked that, but Kem slaps my ass hard and tells me to ‘stay fucking still’ again, he will work my hips and reinforces the point by slamming all the way inside me again. I feel John’s hand on my cage, a little firmer than I would have liked, they don’t know how that affects my hole, but Kem feels it and laughs. I think he says something like ‘genius’ and tells John to keep doing what he’s doing but harder. So, John pulls my cage and Kem literally squeals as my ass clenches down on him. “Fuck, a little fighter - nearly pushed me out there” Kem says as I hear myself giggle. It’s the first time I detect an accent in Kem’s voice but I can’t place it as my hole throbs to try and push him out. “Don’t close up on me boy - it’ll be harder for you later if you do” John is talking to Kem about telling the other guys what happens if they grab my cage and Kem says ‘he wont be able to close like that later, so they can do what they want with it’. Kem then slows down considerably, leans across my back and whispers a whole host of sweet encouragements - that he’s proud of me, grateful for not playing with my hole earlier, saving myself for his rod and his huge load, and happy I’m giving them so much pleasure, and that I’ll be rewarded with his thick cum soon. He stands back up, pelvis to my cheeks, and gets back into his rhythm as John fondles my entire body. Kem starts muttering about ‘worth waiting for, and wanting to rape me at the gym’. An example of how sex-fuelled I was, is that none of that chat bothered me - it turned me on. I literally even imagined him fucking me in the sauna in front of every one I went to the gym with…the thought manifested itself through my body with a sensational, physical electricity. He said something about ‘taking all loads tonight’ before violently announcing he was going to cum. John sounded surprised and said “do it” as Kem held his dick in me, rocking it back and forwards in my ass.I felt his pubes on my cheeks as he executed his steady rhythm. I know a lot of bottoms say they feel it when a top cums in them, but I didn’t - not physically anyway. I felt a river of warmth radiate out from my hole as Kem loudly groaned and John cooed. He held me tight against his pelvis for about a minute, lifting my ass so that I was basically bent over double and on my toes. Load count : I I recall Kem stroking my back as he rode his own orgasm and John pulling my cheeks apart to get an ever close look at how utterly penetrated I was. It’s hot how much I remember from that first seeding - it did feel special, and not just because the next loads came hard and fast, but because Kem and John had taken their time to utterly break me. Even through the haze of the fuck I knew I was slaved to taking as many cocks as they wanted me too that night. I sighed a huge, involuntarily ‘thankyou’ as I let the warmth of Kem’s cum flood me.

Chapter 2: True Confessions After downing our drinks, he told me there were 2 things that I should know about him. He started out by saying that he had recently tried Tina for the first time, and was amazed as how it enhanced his sexual experiences, particularly as a bottom. I explained that I've heard that it was great for bottoms, but that tops would often get Tina dick. He looked at me laughing and saying that Tina was the reason he wanted me to become a top. He continued by saying don't be offended, but although he felt I had become a good top, I was lacking in equipment. He continued by saying that with Tina, that didn't really matter, and that he often smoked before we had our topping lessons! I truly had no idea. Usually when I fucked him, he didn't get hard, but then again, neither did I when getting fuckt. I told him that I had never done Tina, but was curious, but never knew anyone that I trusted to do it with. He said that I did now. He said he didn't have any now, but once he did, he would let me try it if I wanted. I said I'd like that. Onto Confession 2. He again suggested we have another drink before it. All I could think is WTF could it be? After downing our drinks, he asked me what I thought about becoming positive. He was surprised when I told him, I had thought about it, and that I too had a Confession to make. I told him as he knew, I was relatively new to the BB scene, but I've done some research on it, including becoming poz. I explained that before returning to college, I thought that I may have had the fuck flu and was tested for the first time. I was scared as fuck, yet still excited about it for some reason. I didn't think that my new dad or brother were poz but I'd been fucked at their orgies, and who knows. I was naive, and never asked, but then again even if asking, guys lie. He then asked me what I would say if he told me he was positive, but on meds and considered undetectable. I explained that unlike many guys, I understood the U=Undetectable. I then asked him if he had the intention of ever becoming full blown, and he said absolutely not. He said that we were of similar ages, and likely both saw what a horrible death it was. He continued by saying that someone close to him lost their life from it. With that, he crawled in bed spooning me. Although his cock was hard, he didn't enter me. The night was rough on me. So much going through my mind. I sensed that he was actually crying after telling me about loosing someone close to him. I was tossing and turning, and it wasn't long before he retreated to his own bed. I was actually quite happy about that. The next morning, well actually early afternoon, he had got back in bed with me. I felt blessed his hard cock pressing against my ass and said fuck me. He said he wanted to, but suggested we go to brunch first and then back to the room to make love for desert. I agreed.

The wanked load I had a message from a guy asking if I was taking loads as he needed to unload. It turns out he’s a young straight guy that loves to see his cum in a hole. We arranged an anon meet, me hooded in a jock, ass up and ready to take his load. He gave my cunt a good fingering while he wanked himself hard. He was keen to make sure I took his load, and when ready he shot a hot generous load over my stretched hole. Using his fingers he made sure I took every last drop, he spent time fingering it into my cunt. His cum makes very horny lube! He tagged me CUM DUMP, CUM SLUT and left me dripping and told me to enjoy having him inside me for the rest of the day!

I’m going to try posting shorter one-off stories. If this is your thing, let me know. Sunset Walks with my Slutty Boy On vacation last summer, we were staying in a furnished apartment and liked to explore by foot to really get to know our small city. We would go on long lazy afternoon walks and explore different neighborhoods. We were far from saints and fooled around together in the darkroom and a sex club more than once. My boy had started PrEP, but stopped after it disagreed with his kidneys. I decided to stay off it too, and used condoms with other guys. Shortly after arriving, he got a text from a buddy, and it turned out he’d tested positive for an STI. My boy confessed that he’d let this guy breed him a few times. We had to sort out how to get to a clinic in a foreign country that didn’t take our insurance. Anyway, long story short, he tested positive too and was given pills to take for ten days. Until then, if we wanted to fuck, we were advised to wear condoms. We both have healthy sex drives, but I noticed a change in my boy. Even playing safe with me, and avoiding bareback sex with other guys for the time being, he was horny. He rolled his shorts up higher and was clearly checking out other guys as we went around the town. About a week into our stay, we went out for our walk a little later than usual. We must have lost track of time, but decided to have a lovely evening anyway and I bought a bottle of champagne to enjoy sunset. We headed briskly to a park to watch the sunset and toasted. I was surprised by how dark European parks and streets can be after dark, and even with the late summer light, it got dark quickly. In the dusk, we walked back to our place, slightly tipsy. Going through a dimly lit path, I noticed a few men standing around. I saw a used condom on the walkway and realized it was a cruising ground. We were giggling, and my boy thought it would be fun to pull me into the bushes. I asked him if he came here often, and he replied, ‘no, but maybe I should!’ Under the branches, there were two guys fucking, and a bottom leaning against the tree trunk spreading his ass cheeks. I whispered that we could put on a show, but it’d have to be safe and the other guys should just watch. My boy nodded and then tore my pants off. He handed me a condom from his back pocket and a tube of lube. I asked if he always came prepared and he responded, ‘Only while playing safe,’ and winked at me. I knew he was just getting over that STI, so I wrapped up my dick as he pulled his pants to one ankle and laid on the dirty ground and pulled his legs up, exposing his hole. His ass was surrounded by used cum-filled rubbers strewn amongst the tree roots. I sank balls deep until the latex ring on my cock was kissing his asshole. A few guys ambled over and jerked off as I safely railed my cheating slutty boyfriend. He gazed up at me with a hypnotized look and muttered, ‘I love this. I want to take all of their cum. I love taking cum and I need it.’ I asked if he wanted me to pull the condom off and he just bit his lip. ‘Fill me up,’ he shouted. I started to pull out to remove the condom, but he wrapped his legs around me. I came immediately and filled up the reservoir and began to pull out. He pulled at the rubber until it popped off of my cock and flew onto the ground. My boy grabbed a warm steaming rubber, leaking fresh cum and poured it into his open cunt just as I realized that the condom he’d grabbed was not mine. My jaw dropped as he relished the feeling of cum seeping into his guts. When I held my condom up, he grinned and nodded to me. That night, I emptied six strangers’ used condoms into his unprotected hole. As we struggled to get dressed, his jeans were immediately soaked through as several loads dripped from his pussy. We fell asleep that night with my bare cock pressed against his sticky crack. The next day, I started to pack our stuff for an afternoon walk and he stopped me, suggesting ‘maybe we should have another moonlight toast?’ We went back every night for the rest of our trip, and made sure to go to a clinic as few days after getting home.

It is the down time, do you use a butt plug? I find if I have multiple hookups in a day and don't have a butt plug, I get tight again and my ass feels sore as the day goes on. I find the butt plug helps with keeping my hold ready. I also know that poppers can help in situations like that as it relaxes the muscles that cause you to tighten up again.

I would say to start with you need to decide what you and your bf want when having a threesome. Rubber, BB, limits, off-limits etc. Then just ask your friend if he's gay and if he says no then make a joke about it, like damn thought me and bf could have had some fun with you laugh blah blah. If he says yes then ask if he'd be interested in a 3some. Worst he can say is no.

I also think you could say it out front in a respectful way “we both find you attractive and we’re interested in playing”. If he says “no” and you never hear from him again is that a problem? But the condom thing is trickier. Sort that out with your fella. The worst thing when you’re the third in a threesome is to feel like you’ve wandered into some marital squabble.

****2**** The week preceding my meeting with The Master seemed like forever. I was in a constant state of excitement. My dick didn't stop dripping for the whole week. I'd been longing for an arrangement like this for as long as I could remember. I'd always felt like I needed to completely owned, dominated and used by men. It was my destiny. To have someone to have me do their bidding without question and and make decisions for me. So I wouldn't have to think, just do. I realised that some of the things I would have to do might be unpleasant and maybe painful. I was HIV negative. I had had bareback sex as a bottom since my early teens and now at 24 I was still negative but, I now knew I would, if accepted by The Master, be HIV positive. I'd never been careful and wondered if it was some sort of destiny that I had remained negative until now. In my younger years I had been concerned about being infected but still carried on letting men fuck me bareback. Now, I actually wanted to be infected. To carry a man's seed his infection. The day finally came. I remember it was a Thursday in early May. He told me to meet him at a hotel on the outskirts of Birmingham. I lived in North London at the time and travelled up in my own car. He hadn't said where he lived or was travelling from and I thought it impertinent to ask. I left early which just as well as there were road works on the M1 and the M6. I still arrived in good time and made my way to the bar and ordered a coffee. We had arranged to meet at midday but, by 12.15 he hadn't shown up, or so I thought. I'd started to wonder if he was just a fantasist. There are so many time wasters on the dating apps and sites I maybe he was just another one. I was feeling so nervous, apprehensive, desperate and horny I would have sat there all day. Finally at 1pm I saw a large bearded man walk up to the bar and order coffee. He looked over and un-smiling gave me a nod. He had very short cropped hair, his beard was neat and well trimmed and he had dark brown eyes, so dark the pupils could be distinguished from the iris. He was over six feet tall and had a large build. Dressed in a casual jacket and jeans. He bought the coffee over. He had bought me a cup as well which surprised me. I thanked him as he sat down and for the first time he smiled. He told me had been sitting in his car outside to see if I would have second thoughts and leave. He explained he had done this many times. Some guys would turn up and leave after a short time. His reasoning was if they went after such a short time they probably didn't have the commitment he was looking for. I noticed he was quite well spoken, not posh, but with no obvious accent. We spoke at length about what he was looking for in a slave and asked if I thought I was the right temperament and willing to surrender my life to him. ***To be Continued***

The cellar is dark. It's a large empty void that shares the footprint of the large victorian house above. The only illumination is from four wall mounted bare bulbs that are shielded by frosted glass and security cages but, they are very low wattage and fail to make much impression in the ambient gloom. A single 6" heating pipe, just above ground level, runs around the entire room. It emitts enough heat to sustain the the beings that reside permanently here, without making it too comfortable. At one end space is a metal staircase that leads up to the world they once inhabited and at the other a partician, a stud wall with an entrance to washing facilities, toilets, wash basins and showers. Despite the gloom, the cellar is spotlessly clean and dry. The walls and ceiling are white and the whole floor area is tiled. Various iron fittings, rings and hooks adorn the walls with steel chains with nylon ropes attached randomly at various levels. There is no daylight and no visible attachment to the outside world. A dozen large metal cages each separated from the next by 3ft gaps are located along the centre of the space and parallel to the stud wall and the stairs. Each cage has a basic single bed, a chair and small cabinet. Only seven of the cages are occupied at moment. Whilst, from the outside, this would appear to be place that no one would willingly want to spend a large part of their life here, the occupants would not, at least on the surface (if you pardon the pun) want to be anywhere else. I am one of them. I have been here for what I believe is about two years. Its difficult to judge exactly how long. The are no time pieces or calendars allowed and no communication with the outside world is permitted. I don't miss not knowing whats happening in the outside world. It does not concern me and I am perfectly content with my life here. I knew exactly what I was doing when I voluntarily agreed to come here. The life I would have, what I would be required to do, what was expected of me and have done to me. I'd been searching for a permanent, suitable position for a a number years before seeing the message on an Internet site that's a hub for people with various perverted interests and tastes including, depraved sexual acts, body modifications and introducing like minded people to each other. The add read something like: 'Permanent slave required to join dominant masters stable. Applicants must be willing to forfeit all freedoms and complete devotion to the master and his guests is required. You will relocate to the masters residence permanently. You will be poz or willing to covert and possibly modified. Please note that this is a serious undertaking and once you've given yourself to the master you are completely owned and controlled by him and your position is irreversible. If you wish to apply having given careful consideration to the above email; .............mail.com' As far as I can remember that was the message. I had emailed Master immediately and waited patiently for a reply. I waited a couple of days and was considering sending another message when I received an email asking if, on reflection, I was still interested. My heart was pounding with excitement as I replied that I was. He told me he would need to meet me in person at a neutral location, that he would decide on, a week from today and that I should bring with me proof of identification. He would give me more details of what he was looking for and what would be required of me If I were suitable. If there was a mutual agreement he would impose a cooling off period when I could make my final decision. Once I had done so there was no turning back. If I decided to be his slave I would be committed to him forever. If I decided I didn't, that would be fine, but I could never re-apply. *****To be continued****

HAHAHAHAHA ... fun twist on the ancient and never-failing truth. How one man can control the (mis) information consumed by millions on a daily basis is a real problem. Rupert must be turning over in his (damn - still anticipated) grave.

I have done this many times and I really LOVE it. My 1st task upon entering the back section of an ABS is to search all the booths for loads on the floor. I love having 1 or 2 or sometimes even 3 loads of cum in my belly before I start servicing the 1st cock through a gloryhole. Sometimes I even have it rubbed on my face. I feel so worthless and degraded when I lick stranger cum off the nasty floors...😍

Easily thousands. I’ve kept track a few years and average about 200-300 per year. At 5 years, that’s a thousand (and I’ve been sexually active for at least 40 years)!

I totally relate to this. The anxiety about my softness and the way the cage freed me from this.

Look what I found down at the pumpkin patch! Looks a bit bored, let’s do something more interesting like you carving my hole with your cock!

Had an awesome threesome with a Dad and his Boy. I have known the Dad for a while. He has bred me a few times. Vers guy in his 50s. He said he now had a Boy and if I was interested in playing together. Well, I know now why he has Boy. The guy is a fuck machine! Not a looker but his big dick made up for that. Fucked me really long several times and pumped three loads in me. That cock made me cum twice. He even managed to fuck his Daddy too. Got one huge load from Dad too. Now I have evil thoughts of prying away Boy from his Dad LOL 😉

Piss in a gaping hole and then a good dirty piss fuck with piss splashing everywhere. I have turned several men and women into dirty piss pigs. Gotta admit they liked it also.

I started very young as well... Sticking all kinds of things inside, beginning with fingers of course. A steel rod - what was I thinking??? -, carrots and aubergines, shampoo bottles, glass bottles - what was I thinking again??? A water hose and filling myself with water as deep as I could get it, sometimes taking hours to completely clear, that deep. In the beginning my own hand, other hands... Large dildo's like a double ender cock folded double and into my hole. Larger and longer dildo's. Filled condoms from strangers I'd find in saunas' garbage bins in the dark room and cubicles, and emptying the contents into my hole, not knowing the owner or if it was Poz or had any STD's... Also cum deposited into another asshole and transfered and shared into my open hole... And last but not least of course; a lot of bare cocks unloading any raw cum.

Pic of the last guy in me.

You're amazing man. I wish we can share our poz, toxic fluids

I was anally obsessed from an early age. In my youth I started out with (after fingers of course) the small end of a a rubber ear syringe that I found in the medicine cabinet, screwdriver handles, and soda bottles (the glass 1970's versions with the long necks and smooth ends). I'm sure there were other things that went up me, but those are the ones I remember most from that era, which was before I had anyone else to have sex with, and years before I could purchase any legit sex toys. Later on I remember among other things trying medium/large size gumballs, and also hot dogs (after I had been playing around enough years that I wasn't tight enough to immediately chop it off midway though it going in). I found some perverse pleasure in walking around other people in the house knowing I had my ass filled. That was probably mid or just post-college years and by that time I had a few 'real' sex toys (albeit the cheap latex variety), but found the other stuff kinky and fun. I went through a phase where I would go outside (rural area, so no onlookers), use a garden hose to fill my ass up, and spray it out. Kind of odd, but it felt good at the time, and years later I even stumbled across some porn vids of other people doing the same thing, so I guess I wasn't alone in wanting to. These days I have a half dozen or so toys of various shapes and sizes, mostly silicon Square Peg stuff obtained from Mr. S Leather. I may play with them daily for two weeks straight or they may stay sitting in the box for a year, but they're fun when I'm in that mood. Porn-wise I'm always in the mood, and have a love for watching anally-obsessed twinks who get off on expanding their holes with huge toys (Bad Dragon etc), fists, pumps, and such. That never gets old!

By now we are hitting shots of g, countering it by smoking tina. Around and around. Some is always fucking, being fucked and getting high all at the seme time. The one of the 2 brazilian guys come over to me while my host joins the other. Everyone is in full on drug fulled kissing mode. No one is together and everyone is together. I didnt notice but at somepoint the bedroom emptied but the action is is the sitting room. My host put on a dvd from brazil..its horny as fuck but also one of the sickest things ive ever seen. I realise its the guy with me....my cock is hard he calls himself Ed and he is switching between eating my ass, fingering me and fucking me. He stops and lowers his ass to my mouth it looks like a mushroom and tastes amazing. his ass no longer resembles an asshole its soft like an overused pussy. My host and the other brazilian guy join us the 3 of them are taking turns fucking me kissing me and fingering me. my host moans, he finished inside me he remains inside until he has pumped me with every dribble of his milk. Im flipped doggie style. ed is fucking me and his friend is spit roasting me. im almost gagging as ed finishes inside. By now its a full on orgy. Everyone is taing turns fucking me. Resting after they cum smoking after every load they increase the size of the dildos they push into me. Once everyone has a load in me my host locks the cum inside me with a large butt plug. Marcus and the tv head off, they have a client booked in at their place. Its now after 11 pm we are just chilling, watching porn. My host shows me his bbrt party advert. 9 people are confirmed. He askes me if i want to be his whore to pimp out. I do. I think to myself, ill play a little longer and call it a day in the morning. Ed calls me to the bathroom. Im unsteady on my feet. He puts down the toilet seat and sits on it as i stand over him swaying. He removes my butt plug the contents spill onto his cock and he starts masterbating as i sit on him unable to hold myself up. He kisses me passionately. Seeing the large dildo i was using in the bathroom the previous day he lies me on my back in the cum that just oozed out of me. Im really surprised as it begins to slide in...what a difference a day makes. He removes the dildo then starts inserting fingers. I can feel how slippy and loose I am. He begins with 4 fingers. then eases in 5...passes the knuckles. Almost suddenly his whole hand is sucked in. He starts calling me his baby as he pushes deeper into me, I worry he might go too deep and kill me as he stops slides back out and repeats.. I look up behind me through the bathroom door as 2 more people enter the apartment. The first thing they see is me on my back legs in the air and Ed sitting on the floor sliding his fist in and out. "im in" he says like he just won a prize. The 2 new guys to the party just stare and smile before moving to be chemmed up...

Syphilis is NOT a laughing matter! It's come up twice with me. Both times I've had it treated with antibiotics. I wish more guys got tested for STDs and received antibiotics for them.

There is absolutely NOTHING that makes my dick hard as a rock as eating out an ass I am about to fuck. Love diving into a hole and exploring it with my mouth and tongue - getting it all relaxed, wet and well prepared to be bred by my cock. I'll sometimes rim for 10 - 15 minutes or until my bottom is begging for me to fuck him. By that time, my cock will have been leaking precum all over the place, and my dick will be aching to get into that hole. After plowing my seed deeply into his ass, my instinct is to go back down and worship the hole that allowed me in for a thorough breeding, and I and up eventually tasting and eating some of my load. If I am sharing the bottom with other tops, eating ass after they've cum into it makes me even hornier. Max Sohl captured some of my ass gluttony in some of the DVDs I appear in - Dawson's 20 Load Weekend and Sperm Bank are two that cum to mind. I love ass and cum, and rimming and felching allows me to enjoy both!