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Part 19 I was in heaven. All those guys, with their attention on me. I know it sounds so egocentric to say, but at that specific moment, I felt I was the centre of the world. I had one dick in my ass, one in my mouth, and a few others just waiting for their turns. I could taste the precum and smell the sweat and excitement from all the men surrounding me. The guy behind me was thrusting in and out of my hole like a maniac while all the sudden I felt an intense pain. He had rammed his cock so hard, it felt like I had been punched in the guts. I screamed from the pain, almost choking on the cock I had in my mouth and falling down to my knees. I had never felt that before and all the excitement disappeared. It had been a promising beginning to the night, but I could not continue. The mood had passed so fast, I just left the group and made my way to my room, got dressed and ordered an Uber. Back at my hotel room, I just climbed into bed, trying to regain a bit of comfort. After a little rest, I checked myself in the bathroom. There was some blood staining my underwear, but I didn’t feel any tear around my hole. To this day, I don’t know what happened, and I still have no idea about where that blood came from. But all I knew is that I could not get fucked anymore at that moment, decided to call it a night and go to bed. While lying down in the dark, I started thinking about what was to happen the next day. Would I be able to get fucked tomorrow? What if I was still hurting? What if my excitement had gone for good this weekend? With the thought that I would be voluntarily taking a poz load again soon while I wasn’t able to find my PrEp, my mind was just bubbling. I thought I was going mad. Something inside me had been cut somehow, hence the blood. What if the guy at the bathhouse had converted me? I got scared again, thinking about ways for me to get out of seeing that poz guy the next day, or maybe get PPE - even if I knew it was already too late anyway. I kept tossing and turning in my bed, trying to put my mind to rest, until my stomach finally felt better. The pain I had had for the past few hours disappeared, and my brain finally calmed down. It must had been 1AM when I finally went to sleep. I woke up the next morning without pain, and with a big boner. It was 10AM, and a text message was waiting for me. Just two words “Good morning” with two pictures, one of his dick, one of a biohazard sign.

Slutty Sunday! I had a late morning date with my young FB. Prepped and then he called he couldn't make it until late afternoon. Fine. Started chatting with another FB. He said he could use a good blowjob. Gave him one but he ended up fucking a load in my ass. I didn't cum and was horny as fuck. Saw another FB online. Chatted with him. He came over and drilled my ass for at least half an hour before the before he nutted. Fuck yes! Made me cum too. Not even 20 minutes later my young guy was there. Two lengthy rounds of rampant fucking. FUCK! Really pounded my ass. He blew two big ones deep inside. Made me cum again. He wasn't done but had to go to a family dinner. Said he would be back later. He didn't come back but four loads isn't bad at all! I wish it was Sunday every day! LOL!

Was jerking off at my apartment thinking about getting my ass destroyed by a hot man. I couldn’t keep stroking. I knew I needed something in my ass. It was a workday but at midnight I knew what I needed to do. I put on some baggy pants, cleaned myself out and headed to the bookstore. It looked pretty empty at first. I went to one of the corner booths and stripped naked. I bent over ass facing the door and unlocked my stall. I was really horny and I wanted to be used. There’s no denying what I want like this. Now all that is left is to wait. I would hear people come in. They stepped beside me and told me how much of a faggot I am. One person walked by and slapped my ass hard. Eventually the door fully swung open and someone stepped inside. They grabbed my shoulders and shoved their cock into my mouth. At first it was soft but as it grew harder, it was too big and I could breathe. he pulled me off his cock and threw me up against the wall. I knew what was coming. I pushed my ass out and soon the man penetrated my boy pussy. I moaned out loud. I couldn’t help myself. he kept going rough for a couple minutes and then pulling out and having me clean and lube his cock before going back in. eventually he slammed deep inside me and let his load into my ass. I felt his cum run down my leg as he pulled out. he gave me something and then told me it’s going to be a fun night before leaving. I went back into position and waited for more.

We started class again and Richard started lecturing. The class went on and during a practicum session Richard asked, "Did you have sex with our instructor?". "Yes i did", i said quietly "What was it like?" he asked "Having sex or having sex with our instructor?", i asked back "Both i guess", Aaron responded "Have you ever had sex with another man", i asked "Like i said earlier only fooling around, jacking off some sucking", he answered shyly "He was a good fuck. He was big and nice and hard," i said smiling "Oh tell me more", he asked He was excited and wanted to clearly hear more about my quick fuck with our instructor but also more about male intimacy. And i could see his cock being hard in his scrubs. We began the practicum session in administering first aid. One student was supposed to be the patient lying on the ground on their stomach and the other to assess and see if it was safe to turn them over. Aaron was the patient first and lay down. I went thru the questions you are supposed to ask the patient and also did some physical testing. As i was doing this i put my knee near his ass and pushed it slowly into he balls and perineum. He left out a soft moan. I knew he was horny already. I just stayed there and asked him more questions. I could hear his breathing getting harder. Slowly he slowly he closed his legs around my knee and leg and pushed further back down so i could feel my knee massaging his perineum. Our instructor came over and asked how we were doing. I said good. He could see my knee jammed into his ass. Aaron quickly opened his legs. "Is that the correct position to be near a patient", he asked me "In this case it is just testing his body making sure nothing is broken", i smiled back I moved my knee in more and moved it around massaging his sensitive area. I could hear his breathing get even hard and take deeper breaths. I could also see our instructors cock nice and hard pushing against his scrubs. When it was time to turn him over I put my hand on his waist and turned him over. As i did so my hand brushed against his now rock hard cock. It looked like it was going to break thru his scrubs and there was a small wet spot from all the precum he was leaking. It jumped when i touched it. I think our instructor wanted to fuck him right there but another group called him and asked him for help so he left. Aaron looked up at me and was breathing hard and looked like if i touched him again he would shoot right there. I resisted and just offered him my hand and pulled him up. After class Aaron asked if i wanted to grab a drink. I said sure.

Part 5: Daddy's Rules Daddy was starting to become a regular of mine. Like our previous meetings, I sucked his cock on the way to his place. I undid my pants and exposed my bare ass while I was sucking. It turned me on to be exposed for the duration of the ride. When we arrived at his place, I had few drinks. About 3 drinks in, I had a good buzz going and the room was just starting to spin. I felt a bit dizzy but daddy made me a fourth drink and told me to follow him. He started walking towards the stairs. I was excited because I thought this would be the first time we actually made it to the bedroom. Instead, we went to a door to side of the stair case. I followed to the door and realized the path led to a different set if stairs that went down to the basement. I stumbled a bit on the stairs and had to hold the rail the whole walk down. The basement was a finished rec room with some pretty standard stuff for that kind of space. There was some work out equipment, a pool table, a couch with a decent sized home theater set up, and another smaller bar area. I guess it was what you might call a man cave. We passes through another door into an unfinished area. Against one wall was the water heater and the furnace. But the rest of this area was clearly a makeshift sex dungeon. There were a few shelves along the walls and the boxes on top looked to be pretty normal. However, the middle shelves contained some more exotic items. There was an extensive collection of sex toys including dildos, plugs, gags, whips, and some bandage supplies. I finished my drink as daddy guided me to a cussioned platfrom that was hanging by some chains that had been anchored to the ceiling. Daddy helped me to quickly undress and lifted me onto the platform. He and secured my ankles and wrists with cuffs that were attached to the platforms chains. He then put a blindfold on me. The platforms was sized such that my ass was hanging slightly off one edge of the platform and my head was hanging off the other side. I could feel him circling the platform and eyeing my naked body. When daddy finished started to speak I was so horny that I was just agreeing to everything he said without thinking. "You're my little slut boy arent you?" he demanded I managed a meek "yes daddy." I heard a loud smack and felt a lightning bolt of pain shoot up my body. Daddy had just smacked my bare ass with something (I couldn't see but it felt and sounded like a belt). "I didn't hear that boy" daddy said menacingly. "Yes daddy! I'm your little slut boy!" I cried. Daddy hit my ass again with another loud crack. It was the hardest I'd ever been hit up to that point and I tried to wriggle away. The pain was searing and im sure my butt was already red and brused. "I have some rules you boy" he said as began to circle me "Rule number one is I get to use your body however I want, you can't ever say no to me." "YES DADDY!" I cried as he brought the belt down again, this time across my chest. I began sobbing uncontrollablly as he continued to circle. "Rule number two is that I control who you fuck. You will fuck everyone I tell you too and never fuck anyone without my permission" "YES DADDY" I cried out again. Daddy waited a moment then slapped my face with his hand. He pushed my head down so it was hanging off the platform edge and put one of his hands around my throat. He began choaking me while he grabbed his hard cock with his other and brought it to my lips. As I began to suck his cock, I heard the crack and felt the sting of the belt on my ass. Daddy had one hand on my neck and the other was holding his cock as he guided it in and out of my mouth. Daddy must of been plabning to share me with a friend and I had already agreed to fuck anyone he told me too. Daddies friend gave a few more smacks to my ass, thighs, and belly before coiling it up and setting it on my chest. As daddy continued fucking my throat, his friend started to play with my ass. He alternated between giving it a a few slaps with his bare hand, grabbing the cheeks and giving them a squeeze, and pulling them apart to expose my little pink hole. Daddy's friend pulled his cock out and started to tease my hole. There was no lube yet but I still enjoyed the feeling of a raw cock pressing against the opening. He spit on his cock and began to rub the head in circles around my ass. Just as it felt like I was about to open up and take his cock, he pulled it away and buried his tounge in my hole instead. I would have been moaning in ecstasy if I hadn't been distracted by the rough throat fuck I was getting on the other end. Between the alcohol and lack of oxygen, I was worried I might pass out. Daddy was really fucking my throat. He pulled out for a moment and held my head in place. As I coughed and struggled to catch my breath, anther pair of hands (from what must have been a third person) placed a damp rag over my face. I recognized the aroma from the small bottle I had been using and took a deep breath. I held a few seconds before I exhaled and took a few more breaths. I felt warm and dizzy and began to go limp. I didn't pass out but I was in a state where I wasn't fully aware of what was happening to me. I was tied up and powerless anyways, so I just let the feeling wash over me. Everything was blur for the next few minutes. I felt the familiar pleasure of big cock thrusting in and out my hole. I was too far gone to struggle against the cock that was fucking my throat. Whenever someone pulled away, their place was immediately taken by another cock. There were at least 4 guys, maybe more. They continued to use me from both ends like I was a sex toy. Soon enough I felt the first load shoot into my ass. He continued to fuck for a moment before pulling out and hurrying around to have me lick his cock clean. After he was clean I heard a voice tell me to push. I complied and pushed the load out. As another cock resumed fucking me, one of the guys came around and pushed a tablespoon into my mouth, I realized I had just filled it with cum from my ass and licked the spoon clean. I held the cum in my mouth to savor the flavor for a few seconds before swallowing. I quickly resumed taking it from both ends. As the guy in my ass moaned that he he was close, the guy in my throat grabbed my head and pushed deep. Holding me in place he began to quickly rock his hips back and forth while fully inserted. He was trying to cum at the same time as the guy in my ass. I felt a spurt in my ass as announced he has cumming. The guy in my mouth pushed deep and I felt a powerful contraction as he shot his cum straight down my throat. I felt at least 4 pulses from each, with each one alternating between my ass my throat. I swallowed as the guys swapped places and I began to livk the cum off the cock that had just been in my ass. After I finished cleaning it they swapped places again and I licked the cum off the next cock as the other guy directed me to push the cum out of my ass. Just as I finished licking the most recent cock clean, someone grabbed my head and another tablespoon of cum from ass was poured down my throat. As the others left, daddy began to speak again. "Rule 3 is you can never cum without my permission." Yes daddy" I moaned as he slid his cock into my ass. The pleasure quickly started to build as he fucked my ass. He was bigger than his friends and I was soon begging him "Please daddy, let me cum. I dont know how much longer I can hold back." "Not yet boy" he replied as he continued to fuck me. I held onto the chains and tried to keep myself from having an orgasm. But after a few more seconds my body began twitching and and spasming uncontrollablly as I felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over me. Daddy saw me cum but didn't respond. He just kept fucking me until I felt his cock twitch as he flooded me with his jazz. He looked down at me and said "I told you not to cum without permission" "Sorry Daddy" I replied. Daddy went over to the shelves and pulled something out. He took off my blindfold so I could watch as he placed my soft little cock into a chastity cage and secure it with a small lock. When I was hard I had a good size cock and I often got hard while I was being fucked. Daddy leaned in and said "I wasn't gonna do this, but since you seem to have trouble following simple instructions I think you need it." I stayed nude again and sucked him some more as he drove me back. I must have done good because I managed to get another load out of him. I got dressed in the car right before he dropped me off. As soon as got home I thought about breaking the lock on my cage but decided to keep wearing it for a bit as a reminder of the fuck I had just gotten.

Will write up a “last load” soon, but was awesome, must have got fucked 20+ times and took at least 10 loads, one older guy fucked me 3x and commented I was the best bottom he had ever fucked, so feeling good about that, years of practise

My college library third floor mens restroom was a well known cruise spot. On one crowded evening, midterm exams week, I hung in the stall, tapped my foot often, and opened my stall three separate times, for three different responders. I was all cleaned out and weeded up, ready to take raw loads. To keep my lower legs and feet from being seen, Each time I had him sit on the toilet and I sat on his hard raw cock, with my feet resting on his knees. Told him to place his hand over my mouth while we fucked. During each fuck, because the library was so crowded it was an endless stream of guys coming in and out, using the urinals and the stalls, adjacent to us, and washing up at the sinks. Some probably looking for action themselves. So fuckin hot taking raw Dick like that! I was a fuckin third floor college mens room whore in my youth, looking for, and getting a few of, “the biggest men on campus!” 😂🐷

I don’t know if any but you get some weed in me and a fresh bottle of poppers I can take any and all dick

The phone rang next to me, waking me from my sleep "Who the fuck is phoning at this hour?" I sleepily muttered. I picked up my mobile and answered it. "Dad!" It was Laura, my daughter. She had come home from University for the Easter break, and had headed out with her friends earlier this evening. I looked at the bedside clock... 01:35 glowed back from the alarm clock... very early Saturday morning. "Uh...what's up sweety?" "Dad! Sorry, I guess I woke you, but I could really do with a lift home. We got separated as we left the night club, and I can't find a taxi or my friends anywhere." "OK honey, are you sure there are no taxis around?" "No Dad, I've been wandering the streets trying to hail one, but there is nothing around... I think I've managed to get myself lost." A note of panic in her voice helped bring me to my senses. "Where exactly are you?" "I'm in the industrial estate - all I can see are warehouses around me." The night clubs had all been moved out of the town centre after complaints from the neighbours about the noise. Still there should have been plenty of taxis waiting outside when the clubs closed. "Can you see any business names?" "Well, I'm in front of one that sounds like a removal company." "OK honey, I know the one." We had used the firm to move the family to the town five years ago. "Stay right there - I need to get dressed and then I will be right over. Probably about 15 minutes." "Thanks Dad! You're a life saver!" I hung up the phone, turned on the light, apologising to my wife and explaining the situation to her. I grabbed a pair of black tracksuit bottoms and slipped them on. No time for underwear. My trainers and zip-up sweatshirt were by the back door, and I grabbed them as I headed out into the cold and up to the garage. I stifled a yawn as I waited for the automatic garage door to open and hopped in the car. Driving through the deserted streets, I made my way out of town towards the industrial estate. Ten minutes later I started navigating the one way system that made the estate a nightmare to negotiate. Still, I used it as a rat run to get to the out of town shopping centre, so I was pretty sure how to get to the removal firm. Turning the corner, I could see the warehouse further down the street on the left. Dim street lighting illuminated the road, but it all look deserted. "Come on Laura, where are you?" I thought worriedly. I pulled up outside the warehouse. The tall double chain link fences were clearly padlocked. Still no sign of her. "OK, she's not stupid. If she isn't here, she must have either caught a taxi, or gone somewhere for shelter from the cold." Luckily I had remembered to pick up my mobile phone as I left the house. I dialed Laura's number and waited. Eventually, it rang out and diverted to the answer machine. Just then, something caught my eye. A light in the warehouse was on, and something had caused a shadow to pass in front of it. Maybe Laura had also seen the light and headed in for some shelter. I parked the car in the lay by just past the main gates. the engine. I got out and locked it. I saw that the pedestrian gate to the side was unlocked. Pushing it open, I walked up to the warehouse. The light was coming through a frosted glass panel in a door marked Office. I tried the handle, and it opened. "Hello anyone there? Laura?" I called out. The office itself was dark, but a light was coming from the main warehouse, which I could see through another door. Getting no reply, I walked over to the other door. "Anybody here? Laura?" Still no reply and no noise could be heard.I poked my head into the warehouse to see if I could see anyone. Suddenly I heard a noise behind me only for three men to jump me and gag and hood me, dragging me further inside. I was shoved onto the ground, on a packing blanket. My hands were tied behind my back. They removed my hood. I could see four men standing a few yards away looking at me. I thought I recognised the man in front. "Wasn't he one of the removal men from five years ago?" "Right, we can begin." This from the man in front. That sobered me up a bit more. "Get him up on his knees." The two other men came over and grabbed me under my arms and hoisted me up into a kneeling position. "Welcome to payback!" Something made me look over my shoulder. It was Laura. She was kneeling in the same position further along the blanket. Her hands were also tied behind her back, but she was also gagged. Her top was tight around her big breasts, her nipples jutted out through her bra obscenely, no doubt from standing out in the cold. She was wearing a short leather skirt that didn't quite reach her knees. Tearing my gaze away from her breasts, I looked at her face. A piece of tape was covering her mouth and her blue-green eyes were wide with fear. Tears were drying on her cheeks. "So, a quick introduction first." The man has walked over and stood between us. "You may not remember me, but you employed me and my men to move you into that big house of yours a few years ago." "I remember you," I said as defiantly as I could. "Good. What you might not know is what your little daughter was up to that day." "Pardon?" I looked over at Laura, but saw no change of expression. "Your little daughter is one big prick tease." "What! Look, I have no idea why you have tied us up here, but..." Before I could finish my outburst the man hit me hard across the face. "Shut up! You just keep that mouth of yours shut while explain the situation. You will have plenty of time to use your mouth later on, I promise." Coarse laughter from the other men. "As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me, that day five years ago caused us much frustration. Your daughter started to flirt with us. Now we don't mind a bit of flirting with pretty girls, a perk of the job you might say. But out of sight of Mummy and Daddy, your daughter started taking it a bit further. A bit of leg on show here, a bit of cleavage on show there, a bared midriff, a sexy look over her shoulder. And damn, she was just as hot then as she it now. Anyway, this was every time one of us carried in one of your boxes. "Needless to say, we started to get a little hot under the collar, and one of the lads decided he would see just how far she was willing to go. So up he went with the final box for her room and found her sitting up on her bed. He sat down at the foot of her bed and asked if there was anything else he could do for your precious daughter." "And you know what your daughter did then? Huh? She looked him straight in the eye and said 'I think there something I could do for you'. Now if that isn't a come on I don't know what is. Just then I had called out for my man to come and help with that dining room table of yours. So he left and came back downstairs." Once we had finished the table, and he had told us what was happening upstairs right under your nose, he and his best mate over there headed back upstairs and into her room. She was propped up on her bed in a pair of sexy panties and bra. My men looked at each other and smiled. "OK girl, how about you help us over here and relieve some of the pressure your little show has built up?" With that, they both started to pull down their shorts to reveal two growing erections. And, let's just say that these two men are not short in that department if you get my meaning." More coarse laughter. "You still have us beat there mate!" one of them called out. "True, true," he said with an evil grin on his face. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I just didn't see her as the prick tease this man was describing. I glanced over at Laura, her head was bowed now so I couldn't see her eyes. "So there they were, two large erections pointing straight out at your little girl, both men slowly fisting their pricks in anticipation. And guess what she did then? And I know because I had just joined them in the room. The little prick tease backs away onto the corner of the bed and pulls her clothes back on!” "Well, that's just not right. To be left out on the cold there, just isn't right. So the two men walked round both sides of the bed to close in on her. All they wanted was a little action. A quick suck would have done the job, and we all wouldn't be here today. But no, she starts raising her voice threatening to shout out to 'Mummy and Daddy' that the big bad men were going to rape her." "Bloody prick tease," interjected one the men. "So what were we law abiding men to do? Hell, the girl was going to ruin the whole thing, so there was nothing for it but to back away. We finished the job, got out tip from you good self..." a sneer crossed the man's face at this, "and we headed off. But we all said that what that girl really needs is a damn good fuck. Oh and your wife too. Damn was she hot. Those breasts of hers were huge!" My face reddened at this remark. My wife has beautiful large pendulous breasts that my daughter has inherited. "We'd been out on a long distance removal journey. We'd finished packing up when couldn't quite believe our luck when we were closing up the warehouse. There standing outside our very front gates was your daughter, pacing up and down trying to keep warm waiting for Daddy to come and pick her up. I recognised her immediately. Just look at her now: once a prick tease, always a fucking prick tease. I'm mean look at that top and skirt. Push up bra, to fully emphasise that big pair of firm tits, with big nipples just begging to be sucked. The spitting image of your wife." "She didn't recognise us - probably forgotten all about the men she fucked off all those years ago. But hey, what's a man to do. I asked her if she was ok, and she explained that you were coming to pick her up. I did the gentlemanly thing and suggested she came into the warm office to wait. She would have no problem seeing you from there. And in she trotted in her leather boots, bum swinging in front of us, erections growing in our trousers." "The rest was easy. It was easy to tie her up and then wait for you to show up. Had a little chat while we waited. You know, catching up with old times. "Look, for god sake," I finally spoke up, seeing now clearly where this little charade was going, "you have got to let us go right now. I'm sorry that my daughter upset you and your men all those years ago, but I'm sure she has learnt her lesson now, and if you just let us go, we won't way anything to the police, I promise." "Fine speech, but I don't think I gave you permission to speak." And with that the man punched me hard in the gut, doubling me over. "So here is how the rest of the night is going to go. You are going to sit there and watch as all four of us take our time to fuck your daughter in every single one of her holes until she begs for more. It is the only way the little prick tease is going to learn. "Oh, and we will film the whole scene, make real sure that you and your daughter's faces are clearly visible. And if you go anywhere near the police, we will have that video onto the internet quicker that you can say 'incest' with a nice little story that you had set this whole thing up because you wanted to get into that pussy of your daughter." "We do, however, have a proposition that will hopefully spare your daughter from the pleasure we had planned for her." "What is it?" "I think that will be become clear shortly." With that the man walked over and stood in front of me. Slowly, with a wicked smile on his lips, he undid the belt on his jeans. Then the top button, and slowly he pulled down the zip. I couldn't believe what was happening. Surely he couldn't mean for me to suck him? He slowly pushed the jeans over his hips and down to his ankles. As he stood up again, I could see a large growing bulge in the front of his boxer shorts. "I think you are getting the picture." One of the men had moved off into the shadows and now came back with two video recorders mounted on tripods. He proceeded to set them up to cover the scene that was unfolding. The man in front of me was massaging his bulge, and it was slowly resolving into a full erection. A big, enormous, thick dick, whose head had started to poke out over the top of he waist band. He put his thumbs into the waist band of the shorts and pushed them down quickly. His prick sprang forward and hit me in the face. It continued to grow. "Open wide Daddy. Time to save you daughter from this monster. I bet it would rip her wide open." This was becoming a nightmare. I wasn't gay, I wasn't. I loved my wife, I loved fucking her. "Come on, you must have worked out the deal by now. It's either you, me and this beauty, or it's your red haired beauty over there and all four of us. Open wide and say 'Ah'." His prick was pulsing right in front of my nose. I looked up into his face, and took a deep breath. Slowly and opened my mouth and shut my eyes. "No, look at it while you suck me off." And with that he moved his hips forward and his prick touched my teeth. "Come on, open wide. And don't you dare bite." My teeth parted and he pushed further, my teeth scraping along the top and bottom of his prick. I closed my lips over his dick and started sucking and licking. He put his hands on the top of my head and started move my head and his hips back and forward a little amount. "Nice and slowly, and we will have you swallowing this piece of meat in no time." Please, please, this had better save my daughter. I slowly sucked and licked my first prick as the man thrust in short lengths in and out of my mouth. "Hm, not bad for a beginner. Now let's start feeding you some of the rest of this monster." Only the large head of his penis had entered my mouth, and now he was starting longer strokes, introducing more and more of its length. Soon he hit the back of my mouth making me cough and splutter. My jaws were starting to ache with the girth of his dick. The man continued to thrust in and out of my mouth hitting the back every so often. Slowly he angled my head upwards and starting angling the thrust down some more. I was now looking along the shaft, half was still not inside my mouth, up into his face. A big smile was playing across his lips. "Hello, my good little cock sucker. Now here comes the good bit... well, for me at least." With that his prick touched my tonsils and I started to gag, pulling away from him. "Oh no you don't." And he pulled my head back into towards his groin, again causing his prick to enter the top of my throat. He repeated this a few times, each time causing me to gag. "Hm, nice and tight. I'm sure your daughter's ass would have felt like this." My gag reflex started to subside and the man started bashing my throat with a little more urgency. "Ok, things are slowly coming to a head now." The other men laughed. They had moved to stand behind the man face fucking me, to have a better view, and were stroking their own impressive erections. The thrusts were becoming quicker now, and slowly my throat was accommodating the intrusion. I had stopped licking and sucking, but it was clear that it was the tightness of my throat that was now turning on my tormentor. The next thrust caught me by surprise and he pushed harder to force his prick deep into my throat. He stopped there and waited a couple of heart beats as I struggled to catch my breath. "Fuck yes," he let out in a low growl. He pulled back and let me suck in fresh air, and then plunged it straight back in. He picked up the pace now, diving deep into my bruised throat every few strokes. "Look at your daughter, now! She can't believe her eyes. Her dear Dad is sucking a huge dick like a true faggot! I wonder if it is turning her on?" I refused to look over at Laura, concentrating on trying to breathe. To my shame, my prick was fully erect now, pushing my tracksuit bottoms out from my waist. "It certainly turning you on!" He continued to fuck my face to what seemed like an age, and then suddenly pulled my head all the way forward, and let out a loud grunt. His cock broke through whatever resistance remained and buried itself deep in my throat and started to pulsate and dump streams of spunk inside my mouth. Pubic hair tickled my noise and I struggled for air, the monster completely fully inserted into my face. On and on his cock pumped. "Oh man! Yeah! I love breaking in new fuck meat." He rubbed the head of the prick in my hair and took a couple of steps back. "All yours!" he said to the other two men and sat down on a pile of blankets. "What!" I spluttered, my jaw aching as I spoke. "You promised to let us go!." "I said no such thing, and besides, my mates here also want a bit of fun." "You bastard!" I shouted, "Let us go now." "Or what?" he laughed back. The two men advanced on me and pulled me up to my feet again, carrying me over to the mound of blankets. They threw me face down pulled my tracksuit off. My hands were still tied behind my back and the blankets under me tilted my arse up into the air. One of the men knelt down behind me and pulled my cheeks apart and started greasing up my arsehole with something cold and sticky. "Get the fuck off me." I said struggling. "Shut him up will you" said the man behind me. The other man walked around in front of me and knelt down and grabbed my head and tilted it backwards. "Open wide. Time for another face fuck," And with that he plunged his prick straight in and down my throat. At the same time, a felt something warm between my cheeks as the other man started push at my arsehole. The man started thrusting forward, pushing his big prick into my arsehole. God it hurt. I could feel something tearing, he kept pushing. I couldn't scream because I was effectively gagged. The man fucking my face had started a rhythmic thrusting now, and the man buggering me started to match it. Little by little, he pushed more and more of the prick into my aching arse. And then the pain started to ease and I closed my eyes, tears forming and rolling down my cheeks puffed out by the face fucking I was receiving. In and out they both went, abusing me, fucking me, hurting me, yet beginning to turn me on. My dick was rock hard and throbbing. It was being rubbed against the rough blankets I was sprawled across, and I could feel myself getting closer to ejaculation myself. Suddenly the prick in my throat started to pulse, and more spunk shot deep inside. The man behind me speeded up and soon had his full length sawing in and out of my arsehole. "Fuck!" he shouted at the top his voice, and buried himself fully in my arse. I could feel the hot spunk gushing out and filling my bowels. "He really likes to be fucked, doesn't he!?" I rolled over and felt spunk leak from my arsehole and move down my leg. What the fuck had I become? I looked up and saw my daughter a few feet away crying her eyes out, still kneeling, with the tape across her mouth. "Right. That's the starter out of the way, time for the main course." I was too weak to offer much response to this. Of course they wouldn't let us go now. They were about to fuck my daughter and there was nothing I could do. Laura was trying to back away from the men now, obviously realising what was about to happen. She gave a muffled scream because of her gag and looked at me for help. The men simply lifted her up and marched her back in front of me. One of the men stepped up to Laura and cut her skirt away from her knickers and cut off her top, revealing a push up bra, with her breasts overflowing the top. The knickers were cut off next, and then the bra, leaving her tits to hang freely, leaving her naked except for a pair of leather boots. "Wow, a natural red head!" The men were looking at the triangle of flaming ginger hair that my daughter was trying to hide my crossing her legs. "None of that now, let's see you as nature intended," pulling her legs apart, and making her stand with them a couple inches apart. "Very pretty." Laura obviously hadn't shaved, but the hairs were fine and light, and you could see her cunt through them. Damn it I thought, I'm sitting here, having just been buggered, oggling my daughter's pussy. What kind of sick pervert was I turning into? The man had shed all his clothes and was stroking his monster prick again. It was as hard as ever. He walked behind my daughter. "Well, buggering does that to a man," he laughed at his weak joke and kicked my daughter on the back of her legs causing her to fall down on her knees. He then pushed her so that she ended up on all fours, directly in front on me. I could see between her arms, her breasts dangling down, her nipples still erect and pointing up at me. Beautiful pink nipples. Beautiful breasts come to that. Oh god, fucking marvelous tits, if I'm being honest. They swayed slightly, having formed perfect domes. I loved seeing my wife like this. It would turn me on in a instant. The man had dropped to his knees behind Laura and shuffled forward until his prick touched her bum. "You have a beautiful bum lady, and it will be a joy to fuck it" he said, dipping his fingers into a tub of something. He started applying the goo to my daughter's arse. It must have been cold, because she made a start forward, trying to escape. The man obvious was working his finger into her arsehole as Laura struggled. "Whoa there little horsey, you can't run from me." With that he reached forward and grabbed a handful of my daughter's long red hair and pulled it back like a reign. Her head went back and she stopped struggling. A low grunt escaped from my daughter's throat as he worked a second finger in with the second. "Need to open you up bit honey, my monster is going to rip you open wide as it is." Tears were reforming in my daughter's eyes. The man withdrew his fingers and lined up his prick against my daughter's hole. "Now, here's what happens to stuck up little prick teasers." And with that he thrust forward and pushed his large bulbous head into her anus. Laura screamed, loud enough that the tape did little to suppress the noise. "Yeah!" shouted the man, "squeal for me!" He pulled back and thrust again, popping his prick in and out of the tight opening. Laura obliged! The man started a thrusting motion, the same one he used as he had fucked my face. In and out his dick went, and slowly but surely, more of the monster disappeared up my daughter's arsehole. The pain must have been incredible. The rocking motion had started my daughter's breasts swaying to and fro in front of me, her head held high and clear by the man's grasp of her hair. Her tits started slapping against her upper arms, and bouncing inwards and together. The slapping was now being echoed by the man behind her, having fully penetrated her, his large balls banging against her bottom with each thrust. "Oh yeah! Your daughter is a good fuck!" My own erection was forming again, wanting release. One of the other men came over and knelt next to me and started jerking his hand up and down my shaft. Right in front of my daughter's face. The chief man buggering Laura was picking up the pace now, and my daughter's sobbing had slowed to a dull grunt with each thrust and slap of her tits against her arms. The man jacking me off also speeded up. I was close. The man buggering my sweet, bad, naughty, sexy Laura gave one final huge thrust and started to come deep into her. That pushed me over the edge, and jets of spunk flew up and hit Laura on her face, tits and arms. "Oh god!" I cried out loud. "Ah, It's time to take some photos." One of the other men returned with a digital camera and had captured the moment when I had come all over my daughter while she was being buggered from behind. "Right lads, up for some more action?" The two men grinned as they turned her sideways, still on her knees and elbows, and started a repeat performance of their acts on me. They had swapped positions, so I guess Laura was about to have the cock that had been deep in my bowels served up to her to clean. The man ripped the tape off her mouth. He pinched her cheeks to open her mouth, and started feeding his dick into her mouth. The man behind her had no trouble slipping his hard cock into her gaping arsehole. Laura had lost all her fight, and stayed still as the two men started fucking her from both ends. From the side, I could see the cock entering her throat, making it bulge obscenely. Again, her breasts started swinging to and fro. "Such a beautiful sight to see a girl filled from both ends." said the man standing behind me playing the video camera over the scene. The men kept up their pace for a good few minutes, during which time Laura made no sound. Then they started to speed up their thrusts as they reached their climax. Coming closely together, they filled my daughter with their spunk, withdrew and jerk the last few drops over her back, hair and face. "Good for the skin I've heard," one of them laughed. Laura collapsed to the floor. "And now, for the main dish!" What more could he possible have in store? He turned Laura over onto her back. Her eyes were closed. "OK Dad, time for you finale! Get over here and fuck your daughter in the cunt." "No." The word came out quietly. "No? I don't think you are in any position to say no. Or put it another way, you say no, then we three will rape her cunt one after the other. And then we will find what else fits in that nice little hole. I'm sure there are ample 'toys' we could find around here. And we will keep doing this until you do fuck her. So you either fuck her now, or you fuck her later, complete with sloppy seconds." All four men laughed at this. I was pushed towards her. She had started to cry again, and I whispered, "I'm sorry,I'll pull out" as I drew closer. I was positioned between her legs, but my cock had lost its tumescence. I could see her abused anus, leaking spunk. And I could see my daughter's cunt, nestling in the triangle of fine ginger hairs. Her legs up and apart and exposed her cunt lips, and I could see her enflamed clit, and a very moist opening. "Suck Daddy's dick and get it ready for your cunt!” She shook her head only to be punched and had her head pulled forward towards my cock. She very reluctantly started to suck on it. My cock got hard again, both from the administration of my daughter's fellatio and ashamedly the tempting prospect of fucking her.I lined up my prick against her wet hole, and pushed forward. Laura, with her eyes still shut, let out a cry as I slipped ever so easily into her cunt. "Damn, she's wet" one of the men said. And she was, that first push had put my whole throbbing penis deep into my darling daughter. I felt a mix of lust and shame as she felt so good. I started pulling out and then plunged back in, a little harder than I had planned, but the little cock tease was turning me on. In and out, a little harder still. Slowly, I built up my pace. I continued to thrust in hard. Laura's eyes were open now, looking up at me, and she had started panting in short quiet bursts. I kept a steady rhythm going, fucking my daughter. Her legs still pressed up next to her side, allowed he breasts to move freely. And they started hitting me as I fucked her in and out. It felt so good. I reassured her that I'd pull out when the time came. But right then I felt a hand between my legs. I looked back, and saw the man who had been doing most of the filming moving in closer, his own monster cock was erect. Judging the moment, he pressed the head against my stretched anus. "Room for me? This'll stop you pulling out of her as I push myself into you!" he hissed into my ear, and pushed forward in time with my next thrust. He buried himself deep on that stroke, and I let out a loud cry of pain. Laura shuddered slightly. A few thrusts later, and the man was completely inside of me, filling me to bursting point, a hot fire burning in my guts. His pace matching the thrust of me fucking Laura. The three of us continued fucking for another few minutes when I felt the man started to speed up and then empty himself completely in my hole. That pushed me over the edge, jets of my sperm splattered the inside of Laura's cunt as I came again nd again inside her. Incredibly, Laura started bucking and squirming as I was dribbling my last inside her. I picked myself up and lay down on my back next to my fucked daughter. I could see the other two men had been circling the action with the video cameras, capturing every sordid detail of this incestuous violation of my daughter. The two men who had been denied access to Laura those five years ago, now demanded their cum-uppance and took turns to unload themselves into Laura's well lubricated pussy. Laura's screams were ignored as they both ploughed her forcefully. They both grunted in satisfaction as their years of frustration had come to an end and squirted their cum inside her. Laura's weeping was interrupted by my phone going off. The chief handed me the phone and told me to say I'd got lost by going down some wrong back passages, but I was on my way back with Laura now. “Looks like we've got some delicious breakfast. I fancy those juicy melons your wife has!” We were both bundled into the back of the van, they knew their way. The extent of their revenge grew larger...

Sunday night I was eager and ready to go after the activity that I had seen on Saturday at Hampstead Heath. While prepping, I have been playing on BBRT and was messaging in English Top that was interested in using me prior to Hampstead Heath. He told me he was on the way and would be happy to be the first. Turned out to be a super nice guy. We chatted and had a beer for a bit. after making out, he pulled out a decent 7 inch cock and told me to suck it. Enjoyed pulling my head closer in, causing me to choke on his dick as he got it deeper down my throat. He told me that I was bringing out his aggressive side as he spanked my ass pretty hard. We moved into the bedroom where I get started his dick some more Until he told me to ride his dick. He grabbed my throat while I was riding him sliding his pole up and down me. Then he flipped me over and took me from behind while slapping my ass and pulling my hair. He started to tell me how much he loved sluts and how he was going to load me up before I went to a Hampstead Heath. Soon he got me on my back and rammed it in holding onto my throat. I knew he was getting close as he pushed my legs further back and leaned deeper into me. He roared and rabbit thrust into me rapidly squeezing out every drop of cum from his balls. I cleaned him off savoring the taste of his cum and my ass. I thanked him for his load and continued on my journey. Within minutes of arrival at the fuck tree, I had a heavyset black guy grunting away while he used my hole. Then came a stretch that was the best part of the evening. After the black guy was done, A young, white, attractive, and athletic guy started to finger my ass. Another guy on the other side was jerking on my dick and also trying to finger me. I wanted to be sure that the attractive guy knew that I was interested in him so I pushed the other guys hand away. He had a nice solid 7+ inches of dick. It wasn’t the biggest or thickest dick that I’ve taken but it was rock hard. I sucked on it and deep throated him while he fingered me more. The bloke took out a condom and started to wrap his dick. I was disappointed but I thought “oh well let’s just go for it. My job IS to service men”. Slid into my cummy hole and fucked like young guys do; Rough with little finesse and wanting to drain their balls. After a while he stopped and pulled out and tapped me on the ass. I wasn’t sure if he had cum. So I squatted down and started to suck his dick. I still didn’t think that he had come yet. He remained hard. I got up, took his dick and slid it right back in my hole raw. He didn’t object. That young buck fucked harder and deeper with abandon while raw until he shot in me. He seemed to go crazy feeling the smooth slickness of my loaded ass. He shot gallons and cum started running down my leg when he pulled out. The guy that had been watching jumped on me and his semi-flaccid cock came rather quickly. I decided to take a break and walk around. Shortly afterwards, I ran into another young attractive athletic guy that had clearly just arrived. I checked him out and he checked me out and I walked over to another clearing in the park with a fallen down tree and pulled down my sweats. He didn’t waste any time. He pulled out his boner. I went to suck it but he pushed me over the tree. As I leaned over I heard the crackle of a wrapper being ripped and I thought “Damn, what is with the British and their condoms???“. Crazily enough, the same pattern happened. He fucked me for a while and then said he was going to take a break. However he didn’t leave and stood there looking at me. I got down and swallowed his nice hard 7 inches. I then turned around and did the same maneuver that worked on the other guy. Just shoved his cock into my wet and juicy ass. No resistance. Balls slapping my ass hard till he blew his load deep into my ass. Oh to be young and full of cum! After I cleaned him off, another guy that had been watching came over and started to eat the cum out of my ass. He alternated between munching on my hole and fucking me as he came and added to the DNA in my hole. We had also had an audience. An Indian or Pakistani guy had been watching us and entered me as soon as the other top was done. He didn’t last for a long time and came rather quickly with his small slender dick. After that, I got a little more action. One with a older gentleman that seriously looked like a leprechaun. When I squatted to suck his dick cum poured out of my hole. He had me on my knees in the dirt because he was so short. Nothing was as fun as the earlier fucks so I left. I had to get back to the hotel to shower and get my luggage for my early morning flight. Needless to say I got no sleep that night but it was absolutely worth it!

Was contacted from my locanto ad last night, a father and son wanting a morning session, there family is on holidays on the gold coast for 2 weeks. Gave them my address 8 am today they texted me saying that they are here. I let them in. Had the usual chit chat, they told me they said to there wife and mum that they were going to learn to surf. They were spit roasting me and taking turns fucking my mouth and my ass. 15 minutes later the son was cumming in my ass and the father was cumming in mouth. They are coming around tomorrow for another session, I looking forward to being bred by the dad and swallowing the sons cum. Father is 44 and son is 20

I needed money. After finishing high school, I tried to hold down a couple normal jobs, at fast food places and the like. It just wasn't for me though. I can't stand routine. So I looked into alternative ways to make money. Online searches pointed me in one clear direction; I should make an Onlyfans. I always had guys staring at me. I literally could not go to the mall alone without guys clearly staring at my chest, ass, and god forbid I sit down in a skirt. I knew there were tons of creeps who liked me, so why not make a quick buck off of them? I started innocent enough, only showing clothed pictures. They were mostly skin tight things, and soon I put up a few shots of bikinis. Guys were clambering to buy my pics, and soon they were messaging me too. I'd get things like 'FUCK you're sexy' or 'Jesus I want to pound you', and the most common 'How much can I pay to see that pussy?' I had told myself I wasn't going to post any nudes, as I didn't want my face to get out there, but some of these guys were offering $100 for each pic, and I was lucky to get five bucks off the bikini pics. I tried to tell them no, and instead go further into kinky texting with them, but that just made them want it further. I now had a couple dozen guys promising me cash for nudes. Eventually I decided 'fuck it, my family isn't going to see me anyway.' and I took put up some nudes. Within days, I had made thousands. More money than I'd had in my whole life. This was the beginning of an addiction. Over the next several months, I got good. I knew exactly what to say to make a guy cum. I had practice with all my guys fetishes, and I was starting to develop some of my own. Even when I was away from home I kept my phone on me. I'd be riding on the bus while 8 guys were texting me what they wanted to do to my body. I had gotten so used to it, I don't think I could have lived without it. I needed these guys constant affirmation, and also their denigration. Past that, I also needed their money. I had gotten used to being able to buy whatever I wanted, and I sure as shit wasn't going back to the life of a poor young woman. My life started to change after a single event in a lingerie store. I had started to frequent this place to find more outfits for my fans. As I was browsing, I noticed this guy had entered, and was staring straight at me. I kept browsing, pretending not to notice. It was extremely creepy, but I also like the attention. Have I mentioned how I need guys constantly fawning over me? A few seconds later I look back, and he's still staring. Good, let him stare. I decide to bend over to view something on a lower shelf, which not-so-subtly lifted up the back of my skirt. I turn my head slightly to see if he's watching, and he is... coming over. He is literally walking over to me. I stand up straight. I was used to guys staring at me, and they'd often cat call me, but an actual conversation? I had spent so long texting, I didn't even know if I could hold a conversation in real life. Even in the occasional videos I made, they were always one way, where I'd talk to the camera. I tried to go back to browsing, hoping he'd walk past; but no luck. He walked straight up to me. "It's me, Dan, we chat all the time online.' I recognized him now. Not from his face, I have no idea what his face looks like as he only ever sent dick pics, but I only texted a few guys named Dan, and only one was a ginger. I hadn't ever seen an actual fan in real life. I have dozens of hardcore big spenders; even with that, the country is big, what are the chances any of them would live near me? "Oh, Dan, nice to see you." "Hey, you know this place has a back, right? How about you and I go over and do all those things we always talk about?" Dan asked. This was a definite no for me. My big secret was that I hadn't actually done anything with a guy, ever. I had gotten kind of good at pretending to give blow jobs, as I often had to suck a dildo in videos for guys, but I hadn't actually ever done that before. Also, Dan was a little crusty, and old. I tried to let him down easy. "No Thanks, I tend to get the most enjoyment from sexting." Dan was indefatigable. He said "Oh I know what you mean. I never cum from in person encounters." "Never?" I asked, skeptically. "A guy like you must get a ton of girls," (this was a lie) "and I'm sure you cum for some of them." "Nope" Dan replied. "I bet even you couldn't make me cum in real life." I tried to get him to back down by stepping forward so my lips were only an inch away from his face, then grabbing his crotch area. I could feel his raging boner. "Nope, not even you." Dan said. This fucking liar. "fine, lets go." I yanked him by his collar in the direction of the backrooms. I had never been, and I was surprised at how incredibly disgusting it was. Everything looked oily, like it was covered in an almost imperceptibly thin layer of bodily fluid. Unfortunately for me, I fucking loved being near other peoples bodily fluids. I pulled Dan into a room, shut the door, and immediately pulled down his pants. I was normally the sub in these fantasies, but this guy had pissed me off AND made me horny. I needed this cum. I pulled a bottle of lube out of my purse, worked it through my hands, and started going to town. I was trying to do get him to cum with the least amount of effort, as I didn't want to lose my BJ virginity, or worse, on something like this. Dan said "oh yeah, that feels good. But I'm going to need more than that." he started to reach for my skirt, but no, he didn't deserve that yet. I grabbed his hand and put it on my tit instead, then started passionately kissing his face. He smelt as bad as he looked, but I needed this man to cum. His breathing started getting louder and louder for a bit, but then it started coming down again. Fuck, I was losing him. I decided I had no choice now. I knelt down on the ground, grasped his prick with both hands (guys like it when it seems like you're struggling with the size of their member) and I started sucking. It was slow at first, only managing to get the head into my mouth, but as I got used to the taste I started pushing it further down my throat. After a few minutes, I had worked the whole thing in and I was starting to make the motions; up and down, while sucking and using my tongue liberally. Dan put one hand on the back of my head, holding me down. I could barely breathe, but I was so turned on by his dominance finally coming out. With my head so low though, I was at an odd angle to keep kneeling, so I had to stand my feet up and lean over to get a better angle. When I did so, Dan's other hand came in, grabbed me by a leg, and pulled my ass to him. He then reached his hand under my skirt and started feeling around my panties. "Fuck your wet." Dan said. 'Fuck me' I thought he's found my secret. "If you don't make me cum with your lips, you know what we'll have to use next?" He said, as he slid on finger under my panties. Fuck. I did not want to lose my virginity here. I started sucking faster, giving all my tongue and my hands into this blowjob. Dan stuck his second finger under my panties and started fingering my pussy. I let out a loud moan as he did. Without meaning, his prick somehow slipped even further into my throat so I was full-on deepthroating him. I couldn't even breath as he is rapidly sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy while his other hand is still slamming me down on his cock. Finally, I feel him expand. I know what that means. I let out a moan of ecstasy as he explodes in my mouth. I relish ever drop of that delicious, salty victory. "God damn. That was so fucking hot." Dan said, sliding back in his seat. He looked dead from the experience. I stand up, satisfied in myself, though also extremely horny. I can satisfy myself though, as normal. I move to leave, and I notice Dan's bag by the door. It was positioned on the only other chair, and oddly, his phone seemed to be popping out of the top. I look behind me; Dan literally looks like he passed out. I decide to take a peak and I pull out his phone. As I turn it around, I realize the camera is on. This mother fucker was recording the whole thing. What the fuck?!? Well fuck him if he thinks he can record me for his own profit. I quickly send the video to me, then delete it from his phone and leave. On the ride home, I find a spot in the back of the bus and watch the video. It is so fucking hot. I could barely keep from masturbating right there on the bus. Somehow, I make it home and do my business. Afterwards, I get to thinking though, this is high quality content. People routinely paid for videos where I was only masturbating, but where I actually gave a BJ? This could be worth a shit ton. I told some of my regulars the whole story and asked what the video was worth. From their replies, I gathered that it was worth a freaking lot. I set the price at $1,000, and within an hour I had a cool extra $30k in my bank. Just to be clear, that is $30,000. Like, I've earned more than that overall, but it normally took at least a few weeks to get that much. In one night? It was insanity. And more than that, one topic kept coming back from my regulars. They loved the blow job, but they really loved the whole idea of it. This guy, fighting not to cum, and if he can actually manage, he gets further with me? Even if I don't want them to get further/ It was hot. Guys loved it. Guys were willing to pay more for it. That started my next big plan. I gave my city (which I won't give here) and I told guys to send a pic and sign up if they wanted to take a chance. It wasn't prostitution, because I wasn't charging them; I was going to make money off the video sales. Obviously, many, many guys signed up. A lot of them sent pics, and most of these guys actually looked like of hot. Like they were fit, toned, and they probably thought that was what I was looking for. Unfortunately for them, I figured that good looking guys are probably also more experienced and therefore, can last much longer. I was afraid if they lasted too long, I might have to do something I didn't want to do. Something risky. So I was looking for the least attractive. The ones that were crusty and maybe old too. It helped that I had a huge fetish for nasty men. After looking through the pics of the uglier ones, I decided on this one guy. He was black, a little older, and he looked extremely thin. Like you could see way too many of his bones. He also seemed to have a few of these weird little black marks on his body. He would do nicely. I sent him a message, and we settled on a date and decided to do it in this dank motel nearby. I realized this could be putting myself in a bad situation though, as it is even less public than the lingerie store; if he tried to force me to do things, I didn't think I could stop him. I figured out how to get around this though; instead of making the video, then selling it later, I would make it a live stream. That way, if he tried to assault me against my will, my fans could call someone to help. The day of the event was only a few days later. I got there early, to set up. I opened my live stream to look at ticket sales. I had a good 30 people watching, each for $1,000 each! God I love money. I felt kind of bad though, as I was probably going to make this guy cum in 30 seconds. It wouldn't be nearly as good as the last one. I didn't have long to ponder this, as the guy finally showed up. I asked his name, but he said I should just call him 'Tim', and he made it seem like that wasn't his real name. He had this thick accent, so I assumed he was from somewhere in Africa. I asked "Okay, Tim, would you like get down to business?" Tim said "First, you sure you can make me cum?" "You like girls?" I reply "Yes." "Then Yes, I can make you cum." I said. "And that will be quickly, yes? Before we get to the sex? I do not want to put my babies in you." This was an odd line of questioning, but I answered "Don't worry, while I'm not on birth control, I assure you it won't get that far." I had brought condoms anyway, just in case it did of course. "Oh good, but birth control wouldn't protect me from all my babies anyway." I tilted my head at him, confused. He leaned forward to clarify: "You see, I have AIDS." I stood up abruptly. I was trying to think of a reply, of a way to get out of this, but I couldn't think quickly enough. He just looked at me and said "You said you would make me cum. You promised, even. Since you can't get my disease from a hand-job, why not try that? Surely there is no harm in it?" I looked at the laptop, behind which were dozens of guys who had paid to watch this, and to whom I would have to refund if I didn't go through with it. I decided fine, I would give him a hand job, as that was safe, then I'd be done with it. I motioned him to the bed. I was wearing a loose pink skirt with a tight pink top that accentuated by breasts. Tim took off his pants and underwear, then laid on the bed next to me. I got out a bit of lube and started stroking his dick. It was surprisingly large for such a thin man, and I started using two hands to get it all. After a few minutes of stroking, Tim reached over and started fondling my breasts. He was still outside the shirt, but when he tried to go in I swatted his hand away. He said "Come on, you want me to come faster or not?" which was sound logic, so I moved my hand back to his prick and he reached inside my shirt. Within seconds he was groping my tits. He had this way of moving his finger around my nipple that actually seemed, stimulating? I moaned a little. It was at that moment that I had a realization: I was incredibly horny. I thought it was fear before, and it was, but that fear had collected itself and somehow moved directly into my pussy which was SOPPING wet. I started getting more into the hand job, actually enjoying it now. "Come on, suck it." Tim said. But I didn't want to risk it. I didn't want to risk any of his toxic cum in my body, even my mouth. "No." I said "You can make due with this." "Well at least get closer, so you can use more strength." he said, as he pushed my body closer to his dick. As I was looking at it, I knew, I really, really, wanted to suck on it.. But I wasn't stupid, so I didn't. I did get close to it though, to better worship it's glory. As I did so, I inadvertently moved my pussy closer to his face. He saw the opportunity for what it was, and with one hand he grabbed my skirt and he used the other to reach in and move my panties to the side. Within about a second he had several fingers ramming into my pussy as I hunched over his dick. He was not being gentle about it either. It felt like he was cutting my insides, but that made me even hornierrrrrrr. Fuck it, it turns out I am stupid. I thought as I leaned forward and shoved his whole cock in my mouth. I will make this man cum if it is the last thing I do. He kept up the frantic pace with his fingers in my pussy as I kept my tongue and lips working up and down his massive shaft. He was moaning a little, but not as much as he should be. "Come on, why don't we take this further?" he asked. Was this guy crazy? No way was I taking it further. Technically this wasn't even fully safe. Vaginal would be suicide. I didn't reply, I just kept sucking, hoping he'd get there. Instead, he tightened one hand around my leg and used his other to start pulling my panties down my leg. I tried to close my legs, but it was far too late, I was too thin, and they came down easily. God damn it I thought. He better not try to stick it in. I was still on top of him though, so he couldn't easily do that from this position. I decided to keep my mouth on his prick for as long as it took, to make sure he didn't try putting it in other holes. As I was thinking that, he leaned forward and started pulling up my shirt, easing my arms through. When he tried to pull it over my head, it got stuck, as I was still trying to suck him off. I realized the problem though, and decided to stop for the second it took for him to get my shirt around my head. As I stopped sucking though, he pulled my shirt over my head, then grabbed my head and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I tried to fight, but he was strong and I was weak willed. I thought about yelling out the name of the motel we were at, so the viewers could send help, but fuck he was a good kisser. He moved one hand to massage my breasts, then he moved the other to start massaging my ass, before making it's way to my pussy again. By this point, we were sitting on the bed in a puddle of my making. He stops kissing me and moves his lips onto my neck, where he starts sucking. I go to do the same, but notice those black marks from before. He stopped sucking to say 'I hope you are not off put by my affliction. It is from my AIDS." He reminded me of it so casually, but I had already started viewing it differently. It was dangerous, but it was hot. I still tried to push him away, but he said "hey, hey now. You want me to cum? You know what really makes me cum?" I stop fighting and look at him. "Eating your flower." The way he said flower was 50% sweet, 50% creepy, and 200% hot. I figured that was safe, and apparently it would make him cum, so I accepted. I laid back and spread my legs. He moved his head between my legs and while making eye contact, started his tongue around my pussy lips. He was too good. Not good at hitting the right spots; he was an expert at not hitting the right spots. He spent several minutes circling around, refusing to enter or to touch my clit. I tried moving my body in a way so his tongue hit my G Spots, but he moved his tongue away, intentionally keeping me in suspense. "Please..." I begged "Oh, you see, now you know what it is to have Blue Balls." I finally realized he had done this on purpose. Brought me to the edge, so I couldn't think straight, but he refused to go over. He kept moving his head near my pussy, and I was following his mouth with my hips, trying to give him the right angle so he could dive his tongue back in, but he didn't. Instead, he slowly crawled up to meet my lips with his own. He kissed me and started stroking my hair. At this point i noticed two things: First, his mouth seemed to have blood in it. Was that from me? Second. his dick was now only inches away from my pussy. He said "You know, there is a way we can cure both our blue balls..." "I don't want AIDS. Or any babies. Please?" "Don't condoms protect against all babies?" I figured that was true. They aren't perfect protection, but also, FUCK. I NEED THAT DICK. I reached behind the bed and pulled out a condom. He unwrapped it and put it on, then slid inside of me. My GOD did it feel good. I had never felt anything besides a dildo and that had nothing on the real deal. I started moaning loudly. I was so ready to cum. After he was in, and I was moaning like a cat in heat, I expected him to pick up the pace and start railing me, but he didn't. He started extremely slow. At first, I thought this was a sweet thing, to make sure I was ready, but after a significant period of time, he still hadn't picked up pace. I started trying to pull him up and fuck me faster. I tried to move my body down to increase the friction, but he wouldn't budge; and he kept me still. He said "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes" I begged. "Well there is one other thing that would help." "Anything, as long as you keep the condom on." I replied. "Okay, well I have a fetish. I like to be in control. Complete control." He got off me, and I felt a void as his dick left my pussy. He reached down into his bag, and he brought out a couple pairs of handcuffs and a blindfold. "No." I said, flatly. "I'm not stupid." "Oh okay, well that is good for you. I'll just leave them here in case you change your mind." Tim said, as he placed them next to me on the bed. He then got on top of me again, and slowly started teasing his dick into my hole. I started moaning ravenously, edging him onwards. I needed him to enter me now. All of him. I started begging "please. please. fuck me." "Oh, you want me to fuck you, well first, lets try these." He picked up the blindfolds had placed beside me and he moved to place them over my head. I didn't stop him. I could always take them off if I needed. As soon as they were on, the world went dark, and he finally fully entered me. Oh god he entered me. I felt his dick hitting spots I didn't know I had. He started slow at first, but started getting a little faster. As he did, I started moaning harder and harder; I could feel myself building towards an orgasm. I couldn't see or hear anything outside of this orgasmic lust as he started hammering me. Then I hear a click and I feel something close around my wrists. I move to remove the blindfold, but whatever is holding my wrists is too strong and my hands are pulled to the side of the headboard. I realize too late they're his handcuffs, and my hands are firmly trapped on either side of me. I yell out the motel name, and ask someone to come get me. Tim says "I don't know if that was a good idea..." he then pokes his penis back inside me. "besides which, I don't think it will matter at this point." His penis feels AMAZING. Like, it had felt good before, but now I can feel it's heat, I can feel my skin vibrate with the friction as he comes in and out. I start moaning, but then I realize why; he wasn't wearing a condom. "Wait," I gasp, breathless from the pleasure. "Please... condom..." "No." Tim replied. "It's far too late for that. You're a slut forever now." Tim finally picked up his pace as he started hammering my pussy. I tried to close my legs, but it was of no use, I was too weak and far too wet. I started screaming in pleasure. I could feel an orgasm coming. He started choking me. He said "No bitch, you don't cum until I do." but that just drove me crazy. He went into overdrive, thrusting his bare cock into me. I begged one last time "Please don't give me AIDS!" but his breath was ragged now. Between grunts he said "Oh no bitch, I've got a crazy high viral load, and your insides are all torn up. You're a goner for sure." At that, my body went into a wild orgasm. I started screaming in pleasure. Tim went into overdrive, thrusting his bare cock into me. I felt it expand, then Time left out a huge moan as he exploded inside me. I felt squirt after squirt of his poisonous cum coating my insides. I couldn't say anything for at least another 30 seconds though, as I was waiting for my own orgasm to subside. Finally, Tim pulled out of me and crawled off. When he did, all I felt was the emptiness. Fuck, did I want him back already? As if on command, I felt him return. "Hey baby." He said, except, there was no accent now. I couldn't tell before because of the blindfold, but this wasn't Tim. I panicked and tried to get out again, but this time I heard Tim's voice to the side. He said "I told you, you shouldn't have told them the name of the motel. Now they will show up and expect a turn. You did not really think they cared about your safety, did you/" The new guy already had his prick out and slid it into me, bare. "Nah bitch, I told you over text, you're a cock sleeve. Now you finally learn your place." The new guy started fucking me like Tim, hard and fast. After only a few minutes, he came inside me. Within seconds, someone else had taken his place. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was supposed to be safe? And now I had some 30 guys cumming in me in one night? I was almost certainly pregnant, with HIV, and some number of other STD's. Dear God, what have I done? At some point in the night I passed out. The next morning, I woke up and realized my hands were free. I pulled off the blindfold, but everyone had left. My laptop was still recording the live stream. I could see myself on the screen approaching it. I was covered in semen and blood. I closed the stream and considered what to do next. I wasn't sure how to feel. It was orgasmic, painful, terrifying, and somehow, I wanted it to happen again? I didn't know how to feel. I didn't get a chance either. Two days later, my mother called. One of my 'regulars' had sent my whole family the video. I hung up. I don't know what to think of that. A couple weeks later, I got the worst flu of my life. I then tested positive for HIV, and several other things. The night had probably ruined my life, but god was it fun, maybe even, freeing?

@JimInWisc Do you mean the impact of having HIV has had on my life? If so: like some others here, I was diagnosed after a longish period of not having regular sex, which suggests I had been poz for quite some time (though given my sexual practices, it's unlikely I ever infected anyone else). It was discovered when I woke up one morning after a long period of not feeling "great", having lost a noticeable amount of weight (which I thought was a good thing), and couldn't really get out of bed. My partner and our tenant (in a separate apartment from us) got me first to Urgent Care, then to the ER when UC said that's where I needed to be. I was severely dehydrated, among other things, and the ER staff "backed into" the HIV diagnosis when someone put a lot of pieces together and asked about my status. Although the IV fluids they gave me stabilized me, in the ensuing few weeks before I could get the lab work done to start my HIV treatment, I deteriorated further (needing to use a wheelchair to get around our house and needing help to get in and out of the shower. I will say once I got on treatment, my system recovered rapidly. I'd gone from about 175 lbs before "getting sick" down to just below 130, but with the return of my appetite on treatment I was back up to about 180 within six months (and I've since stabilized right about 200 lbs). In the process of getting regular lab work for my treatment, the doctors discovered my blood sugar was running high and added a mild medication to keep it under control. My cholesterol was also off (bad cholesterol high, good cholesterol low), so a statin was added for that (which only really helps with the bad cholesterol). My blood pressure was running a little high, not enough to be worried about on its own, but in combo with HIV and the blood sugar medication, the BP was starting to impact my kidneys, so I'm also on a low-dose BP med. Before I was diagnosed with HIV, I had two bouts with shingles, which (in retrospect) were likely enabled by the immune suppression I was undergoing. I'd assumed that I was just more susceptible to them because my younger sister had shingles in college and my older sister had them as an adult shortly before I did. I will note that I was uninsured at the time of my diagnosis, because the ACA had not really kicked in fully providing the deeply discounted premiums for lower and middle income people yet. But my diagnosis made me eligible for coverage under a Ryan White program - and that's how all the additional health complications I've had were able to get fixed. I also had long known I had sleep apnea, but being uninsured, the self-pay cost of $2,500 just to have it diagnosed coupled with the costs of the CPAP machine made treating that out of reach. All of that got addressed while I was covered under the insurance our state's Ryan White funding provided. Since then I've been able to boost my income considerably such that I could afford even the steep insurance costs for an individual policy without a subsidy. As I pointed out to others, even at $1,350 a month in premiums for a fairly high-deductible policy, the cost of medications alone would have vastly exceeded that outlay, and between the insurance and copay assistance the net cost of my HIV medications for me was $0. And to be honest: I'm one of the lucky ones, because I know how to navigate systems, find the assistance I needed, and so forth. A lot of people don't, and caseworkers who are supposed to help them are typically overworked and underpaid. It's very easy, if you are HIV+ and don't know the systems, to fall through the cracks without someone experienced to advocate for you - you have to push back at times when insurance wants to deny claims or coverage, and those who aren't accustomed to challenging authority can get screwed.

Chapter 18: More Confessions The doctor came back to the room we were in and said the boy was willing and ready to be pozzed. He told us he had arranged a meeting at his place in 2 days. At that point we all high fived each other. The doctor told us he had other patients to see(d) and we should go now. We headed to the waiters place for some fun of our own. When we arrived, we immediately stripped and went to the pool where the waiter poured us a drink. My partner proposed a toast to me saying he was so proud of me. He told the waiter he wanted a few minutes private him with me, and he should jump in the pool, which he did. He got on a raft on his back with his cock fully erect. My partner planted a deep kiss on me and told me how proud he was of me. He said we wouldn't know if my seed would work on the pizza boy, but as he knew, the first was the most exciting, at least it was for him. He continued by saying it was even more exciting that we had become partners and would spend the rest of our lives together. Making love and being pigs with others. He said that a strong relationship would have both its good and bad moments, but it was most important that we were always truthful to each other. I totally agreed. With that he said he had something to tell me, and hoped i wasn't mad. He said that he had actually stopped his meds a week earlier than he had told me, and that's why his viral load seemed to get so high so quickly. Before I got a word in, he continued by saying that he knew that i was the one that he wanted to be his first conversion. How could one be mad at that? With that we both jumped into the pool with the waiter. He looked at us and said what are you too waiting for. We immediately both started working on his cock. After a short while he said let's fuck. My partner bent me over the edge of the pool and started to fuck me. The waiter then started to fuck my partner. Sandwichs are fun, but often hard to synchronize, and being in the water made it even tougher. My partner nutted in me, and the waiter in him, and we retreated to the bar. At the bar, I suggested that Tina join the party. The waiter said he didn't have any, but poured us a rum and Coke. He said he also had more Coke, and pulled out a bag and formed three lines for us. He said it would get us high, but not overly uninhibited like Tina would. Neither my partner and I had ever done Coke, and he explained how to snort it. The waiter was correct, there was a high, but somewhat different than from Tina. It didn't make us super horny which was important as we wanted to discuss the pizza boy. While we were snorting, the doctor showed up, stripped and asked where his line was. The waiter quickly laid down 5 lines. He told the doctor he had some catching up to do. After the doctor took his first line, we all did the second together. Fully relaxed we began to discuss the pizza boy. The waiter told the doctor he had a fucked up mind setting up the blindfolded breeding. The doctor laughed, and said he would have loved to be the one to infect him, bur knew it was my best opportunity to do so. I thanked the doctor and planted a deep kiss on him. The doctor said he felt good that the pizza boy was more than ready to be gifted. He told us that he set up a meeting at his place in 2 days. He said that we would all breed the boy, but insisted we follow his lead. The waiter said he couldn't wait to hear what a twisted scenario he had planned. Next Chapter: Pizza Boy Delivers

Damn, you really want to leave us hanging!!!

My college library third floor mens restroom was a well known cruise spot. On one crowded evening, midterm exams week, I hung in the stall, tapped my foot often, and opened my stall three separate times, for three different responders. I was all cleaned out and weeded up, ready to take raw loads. To keep my lower legs and feet from being seen, Each time I had him sit on the toilet and I sat on his hard raw cock, with my feet resting on his knees. Told him to place his hand over my mouth while we fucked. During each fuck, because the library was so crowded it was an endless stream of guys coming in and out, using the urinals and the stalls, adjacent to us, and washing up at the sinks. Some probably looking for action themselves. So fuckin hot taking raw Dick like that! I was a fuckin third floor college mens room whore in my youth, looking for, and getting a few of, “the biggest men on campus!” It was an awesome way of knowing who on campus was homo, and a couple friendships resulted, where we’d go out to bars, the bath house, And hook up later in a regular way! Ah, my college daze! 😂🐷😎

I would encourage you to post about this in discussions elsewhere when people are glamourizing chasing. Granted, people who become poz after chasing (and who test regularly hoping they've converted) can go on meds themselves to keep HIV under control. But even that has long-term impact on your body's ability to ward off other infections. Even worse are the ones who encourage others to go get pozzed and to stay off medications so they can poz others. This is the kind of thing that can happen - once your body's immune system collapses, almost any kind of infection can incapacitate you for extended periods. Those of us who lived through the 80's and early 90's when HIV was truly a death sentence and not a "health maintenance issue" know what that's like.

Yes, I actually had more encounters planned…but, Lamont’s kind of an asshole and writing him disgusts me a little. Not for the sex, but how he goes about it. He’s kind of a predator. Anyway, I planned for him to fuck the salesman he saw, who was going to be reluctant and Lamont was going to sweet talk him into doing things he didn’t want to do, culminating in Lamont fucking him bare after the guy asked him to use a condom, but Lamont relents and pulls out to cum. Then he was going to the Heretic, and get fucked on the dance floor, blow a guy in the bathroom, but bolt when someone tried to fuck him raw in the dark room. Going back to the motel, after 1 a.m. on a Friday night, the motel gets very cruisy. There’s a lot of foot traffic. I was going to have Lamont have a few safe encounters until 3 a.m. At that point, he’d have been awake for 24 hours. I REALLY wanted to do the Saturday night at the Eagle I’d set up, and get into some leather play, but again, my soul felt greasy after what I did write so I decided I’d sent the message I wanted to send, which was WHY the Bravos are so special, and seeing Lamont, a Charlie, and how he behaves and who he is, I wanted people to understand with that contrast how much better of a person, a leader, Assmunch is.

Coming Home 2 Part of me couldn’t comprehend what was happening... I was on my knees with Frankie’s cock... a cuntboy’s cock... in my mouth but it was what I needed. Finally losing myself in the moment, I worked my tongue against his now hard cock. “Fucking cocksucking cuntboy...” Daddy growled in approval, watching Frankie holding my face with both hands and begin to plunge in and out. I was gagging but soon got into the rhythm... remembering to time my breathing between each thrust. It was coming back to me. The memories came rushing back... the taste of precum... the feeling of serving cock. Every time the helmet of the cuntboy’s cock hit the back of my throat, it reinforced my place in the world. This was where I belonged. I was born to service all cocks. The assault continued and soon I could feel Frankie’s grip tighten. This was the moment I now worked for.... “GODDAMN CUNTMOUTH!” Frankie yelled pulling his cock back and shooting a huge load on my tongue. Greedily, I swallowed the salty load as his shaft now rested on my tongue before withdrawing. “Cuntmouth,” Frankie smiled, tracing my lips with his thumb and I took it in without a second thought. “Yeah, cuntmouth” I moaned, realizing the transformation that just happened. My eyes kept focus on Sammy’s sweating face... his dilated greens eyes fixed on me. “Fucking cuntboy...” he laughed… beading sweat rolling off and hitting me. Releasing his thumb... a representation of his cock... I moved down to his right foot and kissed it. “Now that’s my cuntboy,” Daddy smiled as Frankie raised his right foot. I took the offered foot in my hands and began to worship it... gently holding it with both hands while my tongue slowly moved from heel along the arch to his toes... sucking each individual one before moving to the other foot. Satisfied, I sat back on my haunches and took in the cuntboy I had just serviced. I was in awe... I had come full circle. I had been allowed to service the cuntboy I was all those years ago. Seeing the look on my face, Frankie pulled me up by my collar into a passionate kiss and tasted the remnants of the first load he was to leave in my cuntmouth. “I’m glad you realized your place.” said, licking his lips. “Though, I’m not sure you had a choice. Daddy was bent on having you back.” Raising my hands to Frankie’s hands still tightly on my collar, I nodded. “And now I have a cuntbro.” I smiled, squeezing his hands. Feeling Daddy’s strong hands on our shoulders, we both turned to him. Daddy stood in front of us with a devilish grin, “Well Sammy, what are you thinking?” Smiling back, “Fuck Daddy, I’m a fucking cuntboy again. And this time, it’s for keeps... what more can I say?” A look of tenderness came over his face for a moment and he moved towards us. We readily accepted his tongue exploring our cuntmouths as his hands moved to invade our cunts. “Shit!” we, his cuntboys, growled in unison before he pushed me aside. Now on the floor, I began to whimper watching my cuntbro on all fours take Daddy’s now hard cock. “Fucking cuntboy,” Daddy growled, hearing my whimpers. “There’s another packed pipe in the drawer over there,” he motioned. “Fucking get used to not being the only cuntboy,” Quickly, I crawled over to the drawer and pulled out the glass pipe and held it to my lips while lighting the torch and warming the bowl. The crystals began to glow and release the thick white clouds and I inhaled deeply. Holding it in my lungs, I watched the frenzied fucking Daddy was giving Frankie. Releasing the cloud, I moaned in a jealous fit, wanting Daddy’s cock for myself. I crawled over to them, trying to force myself into the fucking. Angered, Daddy pushed me back. “GET THE FUCK BACK CUNTBOY!” he yelled as he pounded my cuntbro. “FUCKING SMOKE THAT SHIT AND WATCH!” Dejected, I moved to pick up the pipe and took a long, deep hit. The chems seemed to relax me and I began to get turned on watching my cuntbro take Daddy’s cock. “Fuck yeah!” I growled, watching the look on Frankie’s face with every stroke. “Take Daddy’s cock, cuntbro!” “Yeah, cuntbro?” he responded. “You like watching me take cock?” “Shit yeah!” I moaned, exhaling other cloud. I remained there... now a total chemmed-up cuntboy, watching them. My hands moved to my crotch and grabbed at my limp cock and pulled.... “Fuck!” I whimpered... “Useless!” Daddy laughed, continuing to pound Frankie’s cunt. “Fucking useless tina dick on your cuntbro, Frankie!” “S’ok, cuntbor.” Frankie grunted, “No one’s gonna want your tina dick anyway. It’s your cunt that Daddy wants. Fuck your cock... it’s all about cunt for you.” I continued watching... hoping that Daddy would tire of him but the intense fucking continued. I was growing agitated, until I heard Daddy call to me. I immediately, straightened up but it wasn’t what I wanted. “Get the fuck over here, Sammy.” he yelled, “Feed some of those clouds to your cuntbro.” The disappointment was all over my face... I slowly moved to them. “NOW!” Daddy yelled, shoving his cock into Frankie’s cunt and forcing him down on his elbows... cunt up. Quickly, I scrambled and placed the pipe stem in Frankie’s mouth and lit the bowl. “Get him nice and spun like you, Sammy.” Daddy ordered watching him take in the smoke. “That’s it... more.” Inhaling deeply, Frankie held it in and raised his chin to me with a pleading look. I smiled and lowered my cuntmouth to his... our lips almost touching. He began to release the white cloud and I instinctively took it in. “AGAIN!” He ordered and we began to exchange clouds. The fucking increased as Daddy’s thrusts became shorter and harder... With lips now sealed together, our tongues began to clash as the cloud enveloped both cuntmouths. Knowing it wouldn’t be long now, we both inhaled the last remnants of the cloud as Daddy exploded in Frankie’s cunt. “GODDAMN CUNTS!” Daddy roared, exploding into Frankie. Finally spent, Daddy stood, grasped my head and smashed it against Frankie’s face, forcing our cuntmouths together. “SHARE!” he ordered forcing us to expel the last of the cloud in our lungs into each other. The combination of chems and what I had just been subjected now drove me crazy. Immediately, I moved to Daddy’s cock to clean it... tasting the remains of his load and my cuntbro’s cuntjuices. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy sighed from pleasure, “You remember your training.” Satisfied I had done my job, Daddy patted my head and motioned to Frankie. “Go on... Feed.” Immediately, I moved to Frankie’s leaking cunt and spread his asscheeks to reveal his wet swollen cuntlips. “Beautiful!” I moaned and began to lap up the fluids. God... I didn’t realize how I missed it! The nerve endings in my now shaved skin began to pulse, and I continued to feed on the intoxicating mixture. “FUCK SAMMY!” Frankie bellowed, shoving himself onto my face and covering my face in remains of the fuck and my saliva. “Alright Sammy.” Daddy said, interrupting my feeding. I continued on, ignoring my Daddy. “I said, ALRIGHT!” he ordered, pulling me off and slapping me across the face. I was in shock... all I could do was stare into Daddy’s angry face. Seeing the chem-fueled glaze on mine, Daddy took a breath. “Put him in the bed and get him something out of the medicine cabinet...” he told Frankie before turning back to me. “Guess it’s been a bit overwhelming...” he said, holding my face in his hands. “Welcome home, cuntboy. It’s been a long time.”

Bred a fit guy off grindr last night in a cemetery parking lot. Got off an hour before my bf and this guy messaged me saying he wanted someone to piss in his hole and breed it deep. Showed up and hoped in the back seat of his car, he had the seats down so we could lie down in the back. Played with his ass till I got hard and put my dick in. Took a big piss inside him and huffed on poppers the while time. While i was fucking him i could feel all the piss making his ass wet. Bred my load deep in his hole and he begged me to take another piss in him so I did. Was so hot I didn't wanna take my cock out of his hole. He kept trying to make me stay so i could fill him with more piss but I had to get home and shower before my bf got home. He blew in my mouth and made me spit it in his mouth. Was a fucking hot time with a hot dirty piss pig 🐖

I sucked his sock till it got really hard, with his PA banging my tonsils. He pulled me up and pulled down my scrubs to see my pink lace thong. "Damn look at you, you dress like a sexy slut huh", he said eyeing me up. "Yes i like to dress like a slut. I know that makes tops like you hard and i want you hard.", i said teasingly He reached out and pulled my panties down to reveal my pink cock cage. "Yeah i thought i felt a cage. Damn your piss hole plugged too?", he said "Yes my Daddy wants me locked up and i am not allowed to cum, only take cum", i replied With that he grabbed my cock caged and played with rotating it and grabbing my balls. I let out a moan and arched my back wanting more. "Ohhh sluts horny isnt he. You havent cum in a long time", he said and then twirled me around and bent me over. "Ohh whats this", he said as he pulled at the butt plug. "My Daddy wants to me to keep all the loads in me so they soak into my pussy", i said pushing back. With that he pulled it out and put it at my mouth. I sucked on it tasting all that dirty cum and my cunt juice. "You filthy whore you are going to get one more load", he said He put the head of his cock and pushed in. I grunted in discomfort as the PA was big and pushing in my insides. Slowly he sunk in till i felt his balls at my ass. They he started to fuck me good and my grunts turned into moans. I pushed back as he rammed into me. "Ohhh god damn. Your pussy is so tight ohhhh. It feels so good", he said fucking me hard. I started to squeeze his cock massaging it as he rammed into me rotating his hips and punishing my prostate. "Ohh bitch....your cunt is so hot. Squeeze it", he moaned. I worked his cock over good with my cunt for two reasons. One is i wanted to give him a good fuck and second i knew i needed him to nut quick as the break was almost over. He fucked me good bent over like that for a good 5 minutes. Even though i had closed the door i was worried they could still hear us fucking in the office. I heard someone come back in the class and sit down moving a chair. He kept fucking me and then whispered in my ear he was going to cum in me with his poz cum. I squeezed his cock hard and felt his expand and shoot his load in me. "Ohhhh i am cumming in your cunt, you whore", he moaned in my ear ramming into me and using his hand to play with my cock in the cage. Precum was oozing out of the small plug whole. He put his fingers in my mouth and i licked them clean. He slowed down his ramming and pulled out. I quickly turned around and got on my knees and sucked his still hard cock clean. He pulled me up and kissed me deep. "Fuck your pussy is incredible." he said i amazement "So is your cock. I hope we can do this again", i said smiling. We pulled up our pants, fixed up and opened the door. Aaron was standing there near the door with a smile on his face. I smiled back and walked towards my desk. The other students just started coming in. Aaron pulled at my arm and whispered quietly, "You have a wet spot on your behind". I put my hand on my butt and felt a wet spot. Crap in the rush i forgot to put the butt plug back in and his cum was leaking out of me. I went back to the office and put the plug back in my ass. I grabbed some tissue and tried to dry off the wet spot. I went back to my desk and sat down. When i sat i felt the plug push further in and rub my prostate and let out a soft moan. Aaron looked at me and smiled. Damn i am such a slut.

Part 18 It didn’t take long for me to get insanely horny that evening. Just a few videos, couple of whiffs of poppers, and my dick was whipped out of my jockstrap. The idea of just figuring out silhouettes at my door watching me play with myself and jerking their cocks was adding to my excitement and I was hoping for a great night. I was thinking about the next day though and I kept telling myself that I shouldn’t be going all out yet if I really wanted to enjoy what my guy had in store for me. I was feeling I had no real way out of it at that point, the guy knew where I was staying, even my room number. And anyway, horny as I was at that moment, I was looking forward to it immensely! After maybe an hour, I realized that more and more men were passing by my door, a sign that the place was starting to get crowded. I looked at the time, it was almost 1AM and I thought that the action had probably started to pick up. I got up, grabbed my towel, made my way through the little group of guys gathered around my door and went exploring. The place was a very large and high warehouse, with several different floors and areas created with a network of industrial stairs and platforms. The concept of the space was quite open and I thought the place was a bit drafty in some areas and possibly uncomfortable for a fuck. I passed by a closed space with some stalls and glory holes, with several groups of men blowing each other. I entered a dark corner with several wooden panels creating a maze, dimly lit with a few red bulbs. The passage was quite narrow and I could feel men touching me from both sides. I could barely make out their shapes and definitely couldn’t really see any faces. It was the perfect spot for me, where I couldn’t be picky about who would play with my butt. I found a little empty space against a wall, between two guys who seemed to be taller than me. I could tell there were looking my direction as I could feel their breath on my face. I had my towel on one shoulder, to ensure my ass in jockstrap was exposed at all time. The guy on my left took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. It was thick although not extremely long. The guy on my right had turned my way and I could feel his wet dick being stroked against my hip. I felt a hand grabbing me behind the head and pushing me down to the left. I bent over and a dick was forced into my mouth. It tasted like precum and the guy smelled like old sweat. I grabbed his thighs to balance myself as he was thrusting in and out of my mouth. I was feeling the other guy, who was now behind me, rubbing the wet tip of his cock against my hole. I heard him spit and coat his dick with saliva, before thrusting it brutally into my hole. The shock was so abrupt that I almost bit on the cock I was sucking. The guy in front of me must have felt it as I received a slap on the face. -“Careful with the teeth, slut!”. The guy behind me was taking his time fucking me, taking his dick out of my hole completely then ramming it back balls deep with a moan -“Good boy, taking random dicks in the dark!” The action had attracted a small crowd. I could feel a bunch of hands on my body, reaching out for my dick or my hole, checking if the top was fucking me raw. He was indeed fucking me raw and the absence of lube was starting to create a burning sensation that prompted me to get a sniff of poppers. The guy in front took it from my hand and inhaled it deeply after me. -“We’re just getting started, boy! Hold on to this bottle, it will be helpful tonight.”

I can’t speak to that, because I get the circle you’re talking about no matter what brand I use. Curiously, though, the circle isn’t always the same color. I imagine the circle is actually a visual artifact produced by the way the blood vessels in the eye respond to dilation. For me, at least, I’ve always seen that circle as a confirmation of what I’m for, and what’s about to happen to me, because the circle I see looks exactly like an anus with a slight gape to it.

This is untrue. Poppers are exclusively chemicals in the alkyl nitrite group. The only variation is the number of carbon atoms that makes the difference in whether you’re dealing with amyl, isobutyl, isopropyl, or one of the other nitrites in the group. The effects between members in the group vary slightly, but the principle action is the same. Any other substance is NOT poppers, and this very emphatically includes ‘Maximum Impact’, which is a completely different chemical, does something completely different to the body (it works as a general anesthetic) and can be deadly. It is very important that in your search for something to take the place of poppers you fully investigate every potential substance before trying it on your body. Some can be very hazardous, and some - like poppers and viagra - are potentially deadly in combination. Your body is not a chemistry set. If you treat it like one, things can go very wrong very quickly.

7. The Eel (Epilogue) You can check out any time you like, But you can never leave. —Hotel California, Eagles, 1976 It lays there on the bed solidifying its epidermis, from pink flesh to grey skin. It will ossify in a matter of minutes if it's not coated with mucous or put into water. All the guests have dispersed. The clock ticks in the empty house. Its ends have sealed, eyes and small dorsal fins developed, but it's gasping. Elijah picks it up. It's larger than the previous one. Maybe over five feet in length. Surely it will beckon a more pure soul. One not so small and bitter as what was once called Tucker Broderick. Elijah carries it up to the aquarium and let's it slide in. The doorbell chimes. It will take him ages for him to descend the two staircases to answer. The front door creaks open and Sergei is staring at the ancient owner leaning against his cane. He's always a little creeped out by the man the few times he's met him. His snow white beard and long grey hair is incongruent with the short-sleeved leather shirt and pants he wears. He's like a relic from vintage porn websites he's visited: he's a study in black and white. Ashen skin, black eyes that are surprising alive. "Yes, Sergei?" the man inquires. "I'm sorry to disturb you on a Sunday, but I received a call from the parents of my worker. He never comes home Friday and they worry. I see his truck here and wonder if you have seen him. Long brown hair, very tan, blue eyes?" The man blinks at Sergei several times before speaking. "Yes. No, a backpack. Yes. There was a strange backpack in the bathroom. Please, come in." Sergei thinks better of it. The man is large, solid, but old, hunched, and he's concerned with Tucker's whereabouts. "I get so few visitors. Would you share a tipple of wine with me?" They have made it to the dining room level, where a half-filled bottle of white wine sits, surrounded by several liqueur glasses. "I can't, sir. My family is waiting Sunday dinner." "Pity. Let me get the backpack." Since they've gotten to the dining room, the old man seems a little sprier, leaving his cane leaning on a chair. He disappears into the dark of the bedroom. Sergei fidgets close to the staircase. Looks at the curious bull paintings, the large Chinese lanterns in a side room, the play of dust through light streaming from the great room a level above. He wonders about the bulls. Is it accidental that their penises are so pronounced? Sergei is a little embarrassed even thinking about it. The man returns holding Tucker's backpack. His beard is different as is his hair. Streaks of grey run through it that Sergei was certain weren't there before. Maybe it's the light. "Would this belong to the young man you're looking for? I did not look inside." He accepts it and rifles through the contents. A black hair band, black silk shorts, a pair of jeans and a rebel flag tee shirt he's seen Tucker wear. He smells Tucker's sweat and tanning lotion on the shirt. Keys, wallet, driver ID of Tucker with his usual wary smile. "And you haven't seen him?" "No, Sergei. I believe I would have noticed a stray workman wandering through my house," chuckles the man. "He's a young man you say? Maybe he has found a desperate housewife in the neighborhood." If the client is kidding he's not too far off from how Sergei fantasizes about Tucker in his spare time. "Are you near to finishing the roof?" The man pulls out a chair for Sergei. "Please," he indicates the chair. Sergei raises a hand to decline. "We finished. Tomorrow my brother and I clean up." "Then I must pay you." He exits to the room with the red Chinese lanterns, rumples through a desk drawer. Sergei notices the staircase next to the bedroom. He doesn't remember it from when he and Tucker were searching for a bathroom a few weeks ago. The man is suddenly next to him, laying a surprisingly solid hand on his shoulder. His other hand holds a check. The man's beard definitely has streaks of greyish-black where it didn't before. "For you and your workers, with a little extra for you. We must toast to a job well done." The man is about to pour the wine into liqueur glasses. "No, sir. I'm afraid I am not a wine drinker." "Ah. Vodka, yes? You must. One toast. I have delicious Kalashnikov upstairs." Sergei is impressed. He's not had it since he left Kiev. "I must get home soon, though. To my family." "You mean your brother's family." The correction stings Sergei. It also makes him suspicious how his client would know that. He has never spent much time with him, nor does he wish to. "Humor an old man. One toast to a lovely afternoon. It will make the day less solitary for me." Sergei considers again while he holds the check. He feels compelled and acquiesces, and they mount the stairs to the great room. There's two decanters on the silver tray on the coffee table. From the clear decanter the man pours out a good amount in the crystal glasses. "Nostrovia!" "To your health," Sergei says, downing the whole amount at once. It doesn't sit right at all with him. He coughs loudly. When he turns to the man, he's shocked by the transformation. He appears no more than forty, dark beard, not hunched at all but upright and strong. Muscles bulge under his short-sleeved shirt. Sergei suddenly feels a little woozy. The man pushes him back. "Sit, Sergei. Sit." Sergei isn't sitting so much as trying to get his bearings and not fall over. He's sails back onto the sofa. His eyes blur. As quickly as he can he puts his wire-frame glasses over his ears to try to focus. Then, the strangest thing, he feels he's getting an erection for no discernible reason. Looking out the window at a view he sees it cuts down straight to the ocean. It's even more stunning than the roof. He's comfortable, feeling increasingly euphoric. Bells go off. This isn't any high from vodka. He doubts it was vodka. He can't seem to move, yet his dick keeps rising. Blue ocean, his mind drifts, blue like Tucker's eyes. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it, Sergei." Elijah bends over. Unlaces, then takes off one of Sergei's shoes. "Tucker is going to love having a visitor so soon." He unlaces and takes off the other shoe. "Especially one with such a good and gentle soul. I can tell these things, Sergei. I was with the church for a terribly long time. A terribly long time to be held in such servitude. Let's unbind that demon so it can breath." Elijah unbuckles Sergei's jeans and let's his large and growing penis bounce out of his fly. Elijah starts stroking it. Sergei flinches, the last movement he'll make of his own volition. "Oh, you're a virgin. I had no idea, child." His dick is leaking precum like a faucet. Elijah, a relic from ages ago, out of the pages of The Inquisition, slows his stroke to a barely discernible crawl. "No. You're right, boy. We should just sit here quiet for a while and take in the view. Tucker's not going anywhere. And neither are you."

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

I’m a big mouth to ass fanatic. Over the years of rimming and felching pigkunt, I’ve noticed that some mankunts produce a lot of mucus discharge when being pleasured. It’s especially common in fisted holes. I fukkin’ crave slopping around with my tongue and mouth in this kuntsnot. The taste and smell drives me fukkin’ wild with lust. It’s what you smell when you first arrive at a venue with a large collection of men having unrestrained pigsex together. Who has this type of hole discharge? Who else likes to slurp around in this kuntslop?

If you need more details feel free to ask. Otherwise I don't stop writing. Met 19 yo Ryan on Grindr for his first bj from a guy turned regular thing for the last 6 months. Now we're becoming friends. Met Brian not long after Ryan as businessman wanting bj at office. That turned regular and I find out Brian is Ryans dad. Has spycam setup where we play and Ryan has no idea. Now when I meet Ryan, I go right to his dads office after and take care of him. Last weekend Ryan and I did a gh at my house that I recorded. I preplanned it with guys i knew and had already met, but he didnt know that. While we were there i said "I wonder if anyone has done one of these and it ended up being their dad or brother on the other side and they never knew it" He said "its not impossible for that to happen." Then I said "What if you found out right at the last second, that it actually was? Then what? Then he said, he'd probably go through with it that whats the difference really? Now Ryans dad heard that and wants me to set it up. Ryan knows nothing still and Im not sure where to draw the line. I found it strangely hot when Ryan answered the way he did. So do i keep everything a secret and go through with it based on the answers? Do I reveal not the whole story but that i just realized that I was also hooking up with his dad and leave the details out? I didnt realize this would carry on and Im not a very good influence. lol

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So hot sir! These days there's nothing I love more than deepthroating a nice dick and having a top shove my nose down into his thick untrimmed pubes

I have been bottoming since my teens and can accommodate a massive amount in me--my pup/furry name is Canyon because of it. I became pretty obsessive about having a clean hole pretty quickly. So, I am hosed out everyday. I cannot stand the thought of having a dirty mancunt (it's a long list/gash not at hole) so I make sure every day that I am clean and ready for use. I always travel with a portable shower shot (ergoflow from Ms. S Leather) and have a permanent one built into my home shower.

Several of me getting bred on mine! This was last weekend.

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Keep it locked dude, you're well on your way. Stop wanking and ruin that hole with bigger toys and keep it ready for fist and cock. Stay locked and you'll be able to perfect those anal orgasms. You won't regret it 🐷

You are spot on about fisting pigs producing the most. I love to lap it up and/or use it for lube (which of course is what it is.) I love to eat a hole, before a fuck, during the fuck, and after the fuck and fist. I can piss hard--and have learned that the kuntslop mixes wonderfully with piss...

As a cocksucker here, really its practice. I ask the top what he likes and I provide it. Some get aggressive enough with it that I just literally zone out in my head and just almost have an out of body experience until he's done. The best for you would be to find a top like I had when I was being taught. He would have me not eat before meeting and drink lots of water and a couple tums. These would be long sessions. It took a few sessions to go from sucking what was basically my first full mature penis to being able to just let him do what he wanted. He was fine with as messy as it could get and told me that upfront. He explained that choking, gagging, spitting up are all part of learning. He laid out a towel, I got on my knees naked, and he lightly tied my hands. Then he told me to just let my body do whatever it is trying to. Gag, throw up, whatever, Just dont try to hold back or muffle the sound or fight something. Just let it happen. He was patient but it didnt take long. I went through everything. Gagging, throwing up, getting lightheaded. Id start gagging and heaving with one thing and he would keep doing it until I relaxed. Once i could take one thing well, he would change it up until he found the next thing that made me gag and work that. Now, I can take pretty much any size penis however rough a guy wants to be. I actually gag on purpose so it excites them.

Part 2: Between Meetings, First Time as a Cum Dump The daddy I had met went dark after our meeting. I hoped he was just busy and hadn't lost interest because of my performance. I continued looking for men online to satisfy my need for cock. My meeting with daddy had been after school on monday. On Tuesday I met two guys, one at 3:30 and one at 4:30. They were just there for head. I sucked them off in their cars and they left as soon as I swallowed their loads. Met a different older daddy on Wednesday. He was a bit out of shape and had a 6 inch cock. I could feel his belly resting on my ass while he fucked me from behind. He came in my ass and remember enjoying the squishy feeling in my underwear on the ride back. Thursday was another car blowjob. I would of been disappointed, but his load was huge. Something special happened that night. My mom told me she would be busy until 10pm the next day and asked me if I could get a ride from one of my friends. I said it wouldn't be problem and that I'd manage. I rushed to my computer and messaged a guy I'd been talking to for a while. "Pick me up tomorrow at 3:30." There wasn't anything special about him, he couldn't even host. But he had said he'd be willing to get a room at a cheap motel and I had my own plans for that room. I made a few posts and messaged a few guys. Each post read the same: Motel Cumdump Skinny smooth twink, face down ass up, taking dick tomorrow from 4 to 9pm. Looking for quick anon pump and dumps. Bareback preferred, otherwise bring your own condoms. I brought my laptop to school the next day and rushed to the meeting spot as soon as I was out. The guy picked me up and brought me to the room. We got there around 3:30. He had me naked on all fours almost immediately. We skipped the foreplay and quickly lubed up his bare cock and pushed inside. I was surprised by how hard he was fucking me. Everything else about him was average. He didn't last long tho, after 10 minutes of pretty good fucking he pulled back on hips and pushed deep. He let out a few grunts and moans. He paused for a moment then pulled his dick out. Some cum leaked out when he withdrew and felt it running down my crack. I scooped it out with two fingers and licked a big glob of cum off them. Then I turned around and licked his cum covered dick clean. He left around 4 and I booted up my laptop to find the next guy. I had about 30 messages from the prior day. So I sent each an identical reply "ready now, room 231, door is open." I hit send and used a roll of tape from my backpack to keep the door from latching while still allowing it to fully shut. I staged some lube bottles on the nightstand and climbed onto bed. I wad completely naked and on my knees with my ass in the air facing the door. My face was buried in a pillow that I had my hands tucked under. The wait felt like forever but eventually I heard the door handle jiggle. I kept my face buried when the man entered. He walked over and I heard him undo his belt. He put his cock between my butt cheeks and ground back and fourth a few times before grabbing his cock smacking it against my hole. I heard him open a bottle and take sniff. He pulled back on my hips while pushing his cock forward. He was quite large and I let out a whimper as he pushed inside. He paused for minute while I opened up for his girth. He stated slowly fucking me and tossed the bottle down next to me and said to take a hit. I hadn't tried before but I held the bottle to my nose and took a deep breath. The sudden rush made me light headed and my heart started beating faster. He stated fucking harder and said "thought that might help loosen you up." He spent the next few minutes picking up pace. I took a hit from the black bottle every few minutes. He suddenly started grunting and knew I was getting my second load. After he left I was alone for a bit. I stayed in the same position to keep as much cum in me as possible. I slid my laptop over and saw 5 new messages. I replied again, "ready now, room 231, door is open." As I hit send i heard the door open again. I heard him take his cloths off by the door and walk over. I heard the lube bottle click and the squish of him rubbing it on his cock. He slid his finger into my ass while he herded off to get himself hard. I was disappointed when I heard him open a condom wrapper but his cock still felt pretty good. After he came he asked where the trash was. I said I'd take care of it and reached back to take the used condom. After he left I poured the contents of the condom in a small glass. I had to wait a while for the next guy to show. But when he arrived he went straight to work pumping my ass with his big raw cock. I quickly picked up the cum glass and took the contents into my mouth and held it there. Every few minutes I took a hit from the bottle, holding the cum in my mouth the whole time. While he was fucking me the door opened and another guy stepped in. The first guy kept plowing my hole for a minute or two before I felt him spasm. He slowed a bit and moaned "oh yeah, take that cum deep boy." My third raw load of the night. When he pulled out the other guy was already ready and immediately took his place. I was disappointed he was wearing a condom. After he came I spit the cum from my mouth back into the glass and reached back to take the second used condom from him. When he left I poured the contents into the glass to mix the two loads. Another guy showed up and fucked with a condom. Like before I filled my mouth with the contents of the glass and held there while he fucked me only to spit it back and add a third load to the glass. There was now more than one mouthful of spit and cum in the glass. It was getting late and I was worried I'd only get one or two more guys. Suddenly, the door opened and four guys walked in together. The first got behind me and said "my friends and I have been waiting all night, we love a sloppy hole." He pushed his cock into my creamy hole and I filled my mouth with my cum cocktail. He fucked me fast, aware that my time was almost up and that I still had three more cocks to take after his. Soon enough he had filled me with my fourth load, another cock took his place. The first guy moved around to my face.. I instctivly gulped down the massive load Id been holding in my mouth and began to lick the cum from my ass off his cock. When I finished he moved away to watch the second guy finish. I took my glass and emptied the remaining cum to my mouth. After a few more minutes the the second guy moaned and pushed deep, giving my ass its fifth load. I swallowed again and started to lick the cum off the second guys cock. . The first guy reached over and took the empty glass. He held it under my hole and told me to push. I did and felt all the cum I had taken that fill the cup. I continued to focuss on cleaning the second guys cock when guy theee pushed his cock into my hole. When the second guys cock was clean he stepped back with the others. The first guy handed me the cup witch now had two mouthfuls of cum from the five guys who had creampied me. I filled my mouth again. After and the third guy creamed he moved around to get his cock cleaned. The fourth and final guy began to fuck me. I swallowed another mouthful and started to lick the cum of the next cock. When the cock was clean I emptied the rest of glass into my mouth. Before he came the forth guy pulled out and came around to my front. I swallowed and felt the first guy push back into my ass. The guy in mouth said "now you're gonna take two loads at the same time" I sucked as well as I could while the other guy pounded my ass. After a few minutes the guy fucking my moaned that he was gonna cum. Both guys pushed deep and I could feel the cum pumping in both ends. I dressed and packed my suff. The guy who paid for the room was waiting outside to drive me home. I gave him a blowjob on the ride home. I kept going when we stopped in front of my house. And after a few minutes I slurped up my last load of the night. I was disappointed that it was the weekend. My mom didn't work weekends so I couldn't easily slip out to binge on cocks and cum. But I was still excited to go online and set up next weeks meetings. I got extra excited when I opened my computer and saw a message from the daddy I had met on Monday. He said he wanted to meet again the comming Monday. To be continued...

Well the name of the club/party is called "cumUnion" it's about 10:30 when I get there the very first guy i run into is mark from my office buliding, I'd alway thought he was kinda cute so i let him start to fuck me some how we move from the side next to the wall to the middle of the floor, he's fucking me really nice and smooth in and out he had a good size 6 - 7 inch dick which i know i can take with no problem (My Dildo at home is about that) , now he's picked up the speed a little bit and he was pounding me really good and steady , it's dark with flashes of light going and I open my eyes as this latino dude walks up to me he's uncut with really hairy balls telling me to "stick out your tongue and lick 'em!" I'm doing it and I can taste lube and cum he must've just fucked a cummy hole, he then stuff his semi-hard dick in my mouth so Evan though it's hard to balance with mark now fucking me so hard my hole is starting to hurt i start sucking his cock like his balls have the air i need to breath! but now i can't talk, i feel mark behind me getting really hard and really pounding my hole! he starts making loud noises that gets a crowd gathering as he starts shooting his load in my ass, i can feel his cock pulsing inside me so much that I'm about to cum... then he stops and i feel him pull out but then another cock goes in, oh wow this guy has a pretty fat head i can feel the fat head of his dick straining against my tight but really wet hole I'm not sure it's gonna go it plus I think I need a break I've been fucking and sucking almost 30 min. now but mark came so much he just used the cum to work that "really" fat head in, the shaft was skinny, so i feel it kinda pop in! then holy fuck it's like a plunger churning my insides holy shit I'm shaking he pulls all the way out a few times then plunger me down to the root it was that long but FUCK! it was a fat fucking head so wide it hurt but really opening up my hole! that cock really stretches my hole , the latino guy grabs my head and starts fucking my mouth like it's a Fleshjack! he says something in Spanish I could only understand "Puta" my throat starts filling up with his cum i try to swallow but i start choking just as then the guy fucking my ass blows his load in my ass ,now my mouth is full of sweet latino cum (man it taste so good) so I'm gonna take a break for sure now go at least get some water, then holy Fuckin fuck! some red head guy that had a crowd around him while he was getting sucked ,about 28, is now on his knees behind me trying to put his dick in my ass, it must be 9 inches long and a good fat 7 inches around, he's bigger than me (6'3") I start to pull away no way I can take that cock he thinks I'm trying to get a better position so he grabs my hips and pulls me onto his monster cock! he's actually stretching my ass around the head of his dick! i'm trying to say "i need a break" but an older guy with a huge cock starts slapping my face with his dick till I open my mouth and starts fucking my mouth, but my hole oh my god it hurts so bad he's slowly tearing my ass open! The crowd of guys jacking off over me are talking and I hear guys standing around watching and jacking off saying "Fuck how can that fat cock" then i feel another pop and he pushes into me , the pain part is gone I just feel so full, oh my god it feel so good i'm so full he's fucking me faster now! 3 more guys shoot their loads on my face and in my mouth with all the cum in my hole it slides in and out so smooth, some old man fills my mouth with another load! i swallow every drop and now another cock takes his place but don't care my ass is now so open ! he's fucking me so hard i can feel his huge balls bang against my balls i can't breath from the big black cock thats fucking my mouth now, all of a sudden i start shaking, oh my god i'm cumming I loose control I don't know where I am I'm not using any hands I feel a mouth slide around my cock thing to catch my load that's flying everywhere I'm like an animal cumming with my whole body which makes my hole spasm the big black cock pulls out of my mouth and the guy fucking me bends down and start eating the black guys load then i can feel my red head's monster cock pumping load after load into my ass he's fucking so hard all the cum is pushed so deep into me he pounds me till dick goes soft and falls out of the gapping hole he made (which is now my ass) he bends down to my ear and says thanks. then what feels like a half a cup of cum pours out of my ass, as he pulls out another guy goes into his place not big so it was easy to take he cums in like a minute I mean really quickly! all in all i think i got fucked by 20 or 25 guys that night, but my red head made it easy for me to take all the rest! my hole is wet right now just thinking about it!

BONUS POST TODAY! The time change fucked me up, and as these chapters are related, giving you a double dose! Chapter 8: Partners Confession After turning it over to my partner, he said we probably need a drink for this. No mixers this time, just straight high end bourbon! My partner planted a deep kiss on me, and said he hoped this didn't end our relationship. My partner started by saying that he was the one that asked the waiter to poz him. The waiter chimed in by saying he had thought about pozzing someone, but vowed that it would not be like the way his father pozzed him. It would be by mutal consent, and that it took my partner longer to commit to it than it did for me to commit. When he did commit, they both flushed their meds, and within a month he had converted. My partner told me that he hoped I wasn't angry, and I said no just suprised. My partner said it was somewhat mentioned before, but after I converted, he wanted to know if the waiter could join in on fucking me while I was going through the flu. Honestly when the waiter told us about his father breeding him during his flu, it was a turn on to me. I thought I'd just tease it a bit, and said we'll cross that bridge when we get to it! I looked at my partner and said lets start on the path to that bridge tonight! The waiter and the two of us embraced and deeply kissed. He said we were obviously excited, but said no sex between the 3 of us tonight, but we were free to celebrate and fuck all night. He said just in case, he left a little something for us in the guest room. When we got to the room, my partner asked me a tough question, If I truly wanted to be poz. I told him that given my new found piggyness, it was bound to happen, and if it did, I wanted him to be the one to poz me. He explained that If I decided I didn't really want to become poz, I could always go on Prep. He explained that it wouldn't prevent other STIs though He said he knew a doctor that could get get me Prep if I wanted that instead, and that if I did become poz, the Doctor could also prescribe anti virals like he was currently taking. He continued by saying that he was willing to take a meds break to gift me if that was my choice, but it would take several weeks to become toxic again. I said I'd like that, and he pulled out a bottle of pills, and flushed them down the toilet. We got into bed to make love, but our curiosity got the best of us, and we opened the nightstand draw to find not only a pipe, and some rocks, but a cruel condom. My partner said the condom would come in handy in a few weeks! As I later learned there was a reason that the waiter said there would be no sex with him tonight. As i said my partner was calculating, and so was the waiter who gifted him. As i later learned, they had both gone off their meds a week earlier. My path to becoming poz started that night. Although it was only for a week, the waiter wanted to be sure it was my partner that gifted me. There wasn't much of a chance that after only a week off meds that my partner could gift me, but my if it did happen, he could deny and blame it on being stealthed. My partner and I fucked all night, and refrained from using the waiters gifts of the cruel condom and Tina. The next morning my head was spinning in deep thoughts. First of all I agreed to let my partner poz me. Even though I knew it's what I needed, I actually agreed to it. The biggest thought though was that it was amazing that I found two guys whose situation was similar to mine. I wondered what it would be like if I the waiter had found me before my partner had? The hardest part was deciding if I had feelings for the waiter? In my mind, I did, but would that have been different if I hadn't met my partner before? My partner and I decided that the day would just be a chill day. I think he realized that I had something on my mind, and just suggested we hang at the pool, drink and party some, which we did. We got to the pool first, and the waiter joined us as we were lighting up the pipe. He joined us, and after a hit or two, he said he had one more regret. He said that it was that he became addicted to drugs, and not just Tina. He had tried them all. He continued by saying that his biggest regret in regards to that was that he introduced us to Tina. He said that it was hard not to in that it was such a part of his journey. He said that he'd been seeing the doctor who was an addiction specialist, and was on the road to at least a partial recovery. He said that although the doctor was an addiction specialist, he would still occasionally party with the doctor, not really knowing if the doctor was simply testing him. Next up: Prepping for the Bug

Now this is my kind of TopMan!

I was pretty randy as a kid, with boys and girls. I don’t know how I got curious about sucking a cock, but, I had already been fooling around with one of the neighbourhood boys when he and I started in one day in his bedroom. I somehow managed to convince him that we should get naked and get under the covers in his bed. While we were in there, I eventually worked my way down to his cock - we were both preteens - and put it in my mouth. He didn’t really protest. Until… It was at that moment his mother - who had been entertaining a friend in the front room - suddenly popped-in. To this day I have no idea why, but, she did. I poked my head out from underneath the covers and met her eyes with mine. She didn’t say a word. Not that I remember, anyway. I’m sure she was too shocked to get anything out from her mouth. Not even a “GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!” She just closed the door and was gone. I can’t remember what I did after that. I half-recall dipping back under the covers, but cannot say for certain. I remained friends with his family for years and nothing was ever said about it.

If it's a more anon blowjob with a stranger, I don't really care to look up too much. But if it's a good friend that you know decently well, it feels so submissive to make eye contact with him while your mouth is filled up with his hard meat. Looking at him in the eyes when he's about to cum makes me feel truly dedicated to his pleasure, when that hot spunk starts spurting out of his throbbing penis and I'm staring into his eyes, I know that all of that warmth and saltiness filling my mouth up is the feeling of my bro giving all of himself to me. You can think you are close friends and know each other so well, but it's a special bond to swallow your bro's sperm. That's when you truly know him, you've felt him, you've tasted him.

This is a GREAT question. I can't believe no one has asked it before. For me the answers are: Bathhouse: 9 hours. These are fun but there are lulls in the sex and a fair bit of cruising before play Sex Club: 8 hours, the maximum time it was open: got used nearly non-stop and left with a cunted, dripping and sloppy ass Sex party: full weekend. There was one I used to go to in North Carolina that lasted all weekend. At a couple of them I was literally falling asleep from exhaustion at 4am while a guy was still fucking me (no idea what all was done to me while I slept) and woke up to a guy stroking and sucking on my fat erection--great way to start the day. Sex resort: 10 days (Pig Week every year, and shorter runs of 5 days for events like Fist Fest): Sex resort the sex goes on as long as you want to seek it out. I have played to exhaustion, awakened 5 hours later, stumbled out of my room and into a sling for guys to keep on fucking and fisting me. For clothing optional resorts like the one I stay at for Pig Week, there is sex openly during the day and then the sex parties for Pig Week; at night during the week and midday on the weekends, In between Fort Lauderdale has two 24 hour bathhouses and, if you are still hungry after spending 6 or 7 hours of the afternoon having sex on the weekends, there is a great sex club (321 Slammer).

Actually, they pretty much are. Most poppers are produced by a small handful of companies that run the bottles out on the same production line and just put different labels on to promote sales. That bottle of Jungle Juice Black Label you pay extra bank for actually contains exactly the same substance as a bottle of regular Jungle Juice - you’re just paying extra for the label and the fantasy. Plus, it also contains the same stuff that’s in the bottle of Rush, or Pig Sweat, or Iron Horse, and may have even been poured out of the same batch. In the United States, essentially all poppers produced and sold are made with isobutyl nitrite. Some brands like Double Scorpio may include additives like fragrances, but isobutyl is isobutyl is isobutyl - you can’t make it ‘stronger’. A bottle of poppers can, however, seem ‘weaker’, because poppers are highly volatile (or they wouldn’t go up our noses) and the active ingredient evaporates readily. If a bottle is not sealed tightly, it will lose its potency, not because the poppers are weaker, but because there’s not as much of the active chemical left in the bottle. Overseas, poppers are still sometimes made with other members of the alkyl nitrite group, and you may be able to obtain them over the internet. But they’re still all made the same way, and behave the same way. The apparent wide variety of poppers on the market is pure marketing, and we are happily sniffing their scam straight up our noses and out of our wallets.

The one that is most similar to the former Babylon is Chakran Sauna / VCK Cool Space / V Club 7. Beautiful rooms. Great massages. Hot Asian men. However they do discriminate on pricing. Non-Thai and older men pay more. Mostly younger Thai customers. Many of the gay saunas in Bangkok are similar facility-wise. They do vary with respect to the customers they attract. You'll need to visit several to find the one which best suits your needs.

I have been lucky to not have had an accident during breeding. Queefing happens though. I don’t smell anything and if my top does he never says anything either. I would hope they a top would understand that a bottoms sex organ does double duty and it is possible. I have been in group settings where bottoms (usually new) under estimate a man’s power when breeding and have an accident. Most tops I have seen just roll with it.

A glove is a condom on the hand....not happening!

Part 2 Alan took a hard fuck for nearly ten minutes from this mega-hung stud. The two students were still at the urinals, wanking their hard cocks in awe that this lad, not much older than were they, was able to take such hard abuse. Eventually, the frenzied fucking climaxed when the hung guy dumped his load in the boy. I realised my opportunity, reached into my bag again and pulled out a bottle of cologne and gave my wrists a quick spritz. I had a wicked idea in mind, and so did the hung guy, who ordered Alan to "Clean my cummy cock, bitch,". Then I heard them moving around next door. Sneaking a peek, I saw the guy who had fucked Alan was now seated on the toilet, and Alan's face was buried in the crotch of the big dicked man. That left Alan's arse up in the air, the hole open slightly, two loads of fresh cum slowly trickling out, only to be soaked up by the fabric of his jock. A nice touch, I thought, and wondered if he'd been wearing the jack all day around the office. I made a mental note to look out for it in future. I unzipped, pulled-out my cock, and got into position behind Alan. While I couldn't compete for size with the monster that had just been up him, still I knew my cock head juts out from the shaft in a way most guys love when it's pounding them, so I squished it into his wet hole. Leaning forward, more shaft went in, and I held Alan's head so he wouldn't look around, and to give him a good chance to smell my freshly-applied cologne. As if he could smell anything through the poppers and the cock now pushing insistently past his tonsils. My hips started bucking. I thought about the girls in the office who batted their eyelashes at him, eyed his buttocks as he went to lunch and giggled to each other when he left the room. If they could see him now - so cock-crazed he hadn't realised the guy using his hole as a cum dump was the same guy who sat opposite him at work. No names, no faces, even. And no condoms: the boy wanted the load, and no giggly media studies graduate who worried about her pedicure was about to give him that. I didn't want to risk going for the long haul and being discovered. In addition, I figured Alan was more into the load than the fuck, so I didn't hold back from squirting my pent-up spunk into his arse. After I blew my load, I quickly nipped back to the other cubicle to wipe down with some toilet roll, rather than run the risk of being identified. A student, meanwhile, quickly took my place. I actually wondered if Alan had noticed the switch. The kid was huffing on the poppers so hard I thought it was a possibility - I hadn't made a big deal of cumming, and we were all moving as quietly as we could. Just then, the furtive atmosphere was broken by the crackle of a walkie talkie. Into the toilet walked a policeman in full gear. As he took in the room, everyone froze. He was heavy built, mid thirties, and bearded. He looked at me, then Alan, sandwiched between the hung guy and one of the students. "Ok," he said into his microphone, "I'm in the ******** park men's toilets. Nobody here." The policeman batted the student who was fucking Alan away, saying "Move out, son. I haven't long. I'm on duty." I watched the cop pull-out a thick cut cock with a heavy PA through the helmet, and heard Alan cry out as it went in deep. "This your boy?" the cop asked the man on the toilet. "Nah," said the hung man, "I just found him taking loads today. Gave him mine a minute ago. He's a good sucker, getting me ready to fuck one of those lads." The look on the students' faces was priceless: lust meets apprehension. The cop grunted, came, and pulled-out, ordering one of the students to "Clean this. I got to get back." The younger looking of the two students went down on his knees and quickly cleaned the cop's spunky cock. The first student got back inside Alan and pushed the cop's load deeper. t looked like he'd rather be there than have to take hung guy's cock for round two. The policeman left, saying, "You've got forty minutes until the next patrol, and they might not be as much fun as me." He left, and the other guys rearranged, so that hung guy was pushing the student who'd sucked the cop against a wall, trying to get his thick cock into a very tight hole. I stayed long enough to watch him get it in - with a lot of pushing, spit, and complaints from the kid. But if you don't want ten inches up the arse, don't flash it in a cottage, I guess. I was a bit disappointed that Alan didn't offer the kid the poppers: we might have to talk about him being a team player in his next skills review. Just as the cop's motorbike purred out of the car park, I stepped out into the fresh air. It was still pretty light, and I continued my walk home, thinking 'So, the new boy at work is a bareback bottom slut. This could be interesting'. I wondered if I could keep a straight face when I saw him the next morning. Then I wondered if he'd be walking straight after that massive cock. I also wondered if he'd recognise the smell of my cologne.