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“So?” said Curt, “Are you going to be a good little fag boy?” Jamie nodded and replied “I’ll be a good little cocksucker”, licking his lips. Curt slapped him hard across the face and said “You’re going to do a lot more than that” and dragged him over to one of the new guys. The new guy, bigger and meaner looking than Curt and Todd, spat in Jamie’s face and said “Get to work slut.” PART TWO Big Ed enjoyed the view of the kid’s jaw stretched out around his beer can of a dick, and enjoyed even more the look of fear in his eyes when Ed pushed down into his throat, cutting off his air supply. But truth be told, Jamie wasn’t his type: too cute, too innocent looking. He liked boys with more of an edge, who looked like they had been around the block and were used to trading their throats and asses for a carton of cigs or a dime bag. Now, this boy had agreed to fuck with two complete strangers for money and then consented to take on three more, so he probably was the kind of twank Ed liked. But he didn’t look it and the look really turned his crank. Beggars can’t be choosers, though, and he wasn’t picking up the tab tonight. Not for the room, nor the favors, nor the entertainment kneeling in front of him. This was Curt and Todd’s set up and they still liked them like they did in college and Jamie fit that bill. The others has stopped messing with fag boys after they got married and their taste in guys was frozen in time. Ed, though, never stopped and his taste had evolved somewhat. But Jamie was trying and that earned him a little respect and a reward. Big Ed pulled out of the kid’s mouth and gave him two slaps with his heavy cock, then pulled him over to sit on the bed. ”Bring the pipe over here Mick” he called to the fourth guy in the room, a wiry guy who looked like he could do some serious damage in a bar fight. Mick came over with a glass pipe that Ed lit up and told the kid to smoke from. Jamie asked what it was and when he was told it was crystal meth, refused, saying he doesn’t do that. An enraged Curt stormed over and grabbed him by the balls, squeezing hard, instantly deflating Jamie’s hard on. “Bitch! Who said you have any say in what goes in you tonight?!” he bellowed. “Besides, you already smoked some in the joint AND took some G in the beer. So don’t go around pretending you’re gonna stay straight ‘cause that ship has sailed. Now do as you’re told!” He squeezed again for emphasis. Shaking in pain and fear, Jamie took a deep rip and held it like Big Ed told him. Again, Ed said and again and again four more times. He didn’t know what to expect and was exhilarated by the rush and the wave of horniness that washed over him. Without being told, he dove back down on Ed’s huge cock the second Mick took the pipe back. “Looks like the bitch is ready” Mick laughed. “I don’t think he’s going to put up any more resistance tonight.” “We’ll see about that. Get him on all fours” Todd said. Big Ed positioned Jamie on the bed on his hands and knees as Todd told the boy to guzzle down the rest of the spiked beer. As soon as he was done, Ed replaced the bottle at his mouth with his cock and Todd began poking around Jamie’s asshole. He hocked a gob of spit right onto his sphincter and pushed firmly in. If his mouth wasn’t full of Ed, Jamie would have been begging for Todd’s cock, such was the desire that had welled up inside of him from the drugs and the degrading treatment he was receiving. As it was, all he could do was grunt happily as Todd split him open. ”You guys are going to love this puss” Todd exclaimed. “I was worried this used up hooker was going to have a loose cunt but it’s tight as shit. It won’t be when we’re done, though!” He long dicked Jamie, pulling all the way out before slamming back in. He varied the angle of attack, hoping to hurt the boy, but Jamie, in the state he was in, was loving every second of it. Whimpering as Todd’s cock pulled out, moaning as it reentered and grunting as it bottomed out. At the other end, Ed was having a great time, too. He didn’t have to do any work, as Jamie’s body rocked back and forth in rhythm with Todd’s fucking, forcing the boy’s head forward and driving Ed’s thick member through Jamie’s lips. “I’m not going to last long” Ed said, “this punk’s throat is milking me for all its worth.” ”Go ahead and feed the kid” Curt said as he circled around the bed with the camera, jerking off at the sight of the boy getting spit roasted. “We have all night. You can unload in him two, three times, assuming you’ve still got the stamina, old man.” ”Fuck you Curt!” Big Ed took control of the cadence, jackhammering the kid’s face. He couldn’t breathe and he was genuinely scared but he was even more horned up than before, his mysteriously flaccid dick leaking like a sieve. “Here it comes kid” Ed roared. He pulled back so that only the first third was in Jamie and began shooting volley after volley of cum. “Don’t swallow until I tell you” he ordered as the boy’s mouth filled up with the huge load. When he was done, he lifted Jamie’s face up by the chin and told him to open up and show him. The kid did as he was told and Curt got a good close up on video of his cum filled mouth. Ed, Curt and Mick each took a turn spitting into Jamie’s mouth and Ed said “Now swallow bitch.” Watching all this pushed Todd to the edge and he hunched over the boy’s back and rabbit fucked him, fast and hard. “Here’s the first load of many, faggot” he panted. Jamie, his mouth now free for the first time since he started getting fucked replied “Yeah, breed my hole man, flood my guts with your sperm. I’m just your cumbucket.” With a yell, Todd spasmed and unloaded in the ass he had paid for. He pumped a few more times and then yanked it out unceremoniously and walked over to shove his cummy dick into Jamie’s mouth. “Clean up your mess bitch.” Ed and Todd sat down on the sofa and lit up the pipe again, a pipe that Mick had been steadily hitting as he watched the show and fondled himself. Curt circled Jamie with the camera, zooming in on the drenched pouch of his jockstrap and on his now slightly gaping hole. He narrated his video with degrading talk about the wrecked young escort. He then shoved three fingers into the boy’s hole pulling them out covered in cum and feeding it back to him. All on camera, of course. Todd stood up and made his way to the bathroom. For the first time, the fifth guy spoke up. He had been silently watching from the doorway the whole time, contemplatively taking drags from a hand rolled cigarette as he took in the view. He said “Where you going bro?” “Gotta take a leak. What’s your name again? And why are you still here?” Todd replied contemptuously. Guy number five was different than the rest, no more than ten years older than Jamie, probably late twenties. While the other four screamed “square, suburban dad”, #5 had a gym toned body(the kind optimized for aesthetics, probably never played a sport in his life), a stylish haircut and several tattoos along with pierced cock. “I’m Travis” he said cooly, “Remember? I’m the guy who supplied you with your party favors. Without which your boy might not be so compliant. And without which you would all have tina dick. So mind your manners.” Chastened, Todd mumbled an apology and turned back toward the bathroom. Travis called out “Hey man, why waste it? You’ve got a perfectly good urinal right there” pointing at Jamie fruitlessly fiddling with his soft cock on the bed. Curt smiled wickedly and led Jamie to the bathroom, followed by the others.

There it was... posted between the mirrors in the public shower room at the all men's campground: "Help break in my new boy - Site 112 - All night breeding and seeding session - No condoms allowed - 22 year old colllege boy taking all loads with no complaints - Starts at 10 pm until sunrise - Saturday and Sunday night" That was what he did to me. That was how he became my daddy and my owner. My protector and my pimp. There was nothing left to do but now but go back to our campsite #112, with my head down, knowing it was going to happen again tonight. But let me take you back a bit to how it all started, just a few weeks ago. I was 22, and just out of college with my first job in NYC. I was so excited. I could really be 'gay' and experience all the fun things I had been a bit shy to do before and with not living at home and out of college, it could happen! I mean I was an adult with a studio in NJ and taking the path train each day to NYC was a blast. But just a month after graduating, and a week after starting my new job, I stopped after work at a little bar in the village. Now I'm just 22, about 5'8" and 150 pounds soaking wet. I'm a bit skinny but a great smile. and just an average cock. I experimented with blow jobs and hand jobs in college, but nothing more. And at this bar, it was geared more for leather men, and 'real' men. So I went in, ordered a beer and kinda hid in the corner. A man walked up a bit later - He told me his name was Ryan. He was about 40, 6'2 and about 190 pounds. Clearly went to the gym and was nicely fit. As we chatted, I told him my story. I was still a virgin but couldn't wait to now do more that I was living on my own. He told me he was only a top, did that bother me? I said no, of course not. He was kind. Kept ordering me beers. A while later I was a bit buzzed and he suggested we go grab a bite to eat. So we left and just got pizza - no big deal and a few more beers. We ended up at his apartment and of course you know how this goes... but it's not really the story. We got naked and he let me blow him. My god - it was a huge 'man's' cock. Must have been 8 or 9 inches long, and thick! I could barely get more than the head and a few inches down my throat. I got naked and he fingered me to ecstasy until I was begging him please fuck me... but he said no. He said I was buzzed and let's just go to bed and snuggle. So we did. Naked, snuggled into him, I feel asleep. Saturday morning we talked for hours. I showered, we did a late breakfast, and he showed me a bunch of his favorite places in the city. That evening, after going back to his apartment and feeling around again, but no full on sex, he told me I had to go home. "Why?" I asked, almost pleadingly. "Well, I think I like you and I don't want to rush things. Let's just keep talking and get together again soon".... All week we texted back and forth. He kept asking if I wanted to be his boy. That he would make me happy. What would I do for him to make him happy? I of course was texting back that I couldn't wait to see him again and that I would do anything to make him happy. He said he still wanted to go a bit slow as I was a virgin, and he really wanted me to beg him to take my virginity... that would make him happy. I was so niave. That upcoming weekend - he arranged for us to meet up again. When I arrived back at the little bar I had first met him, I was surprised to see another guy about my age there. Looking back he was a lot like me. About 22, same height and weight. but quiet. head bowed. Ryan said "Hey boy, meet my nephew Mike. Mike is visiting this weekend so I thought I would take him around." I tried to talk to Mike, but he didn't have much to say. Over the course of a few beers that Ryan kept buying, I noticed that every now and then a guy from the bar would walk up to us, talk a bit with Ryan and say something I couldn't hear, and then the guy and Mike would leave to a back room. Mike would come back about a half hour later each time. This went on through out the night. When I asked Ryan whatt was going on, he just smiled and said "Mike is getting to know some of my friends better..." and smiled at me. '"you'll get to know them too". When I asked if we were going back to his place, he said "can't this weekend with Mike here...but let's go to the bathroom". In the bathroom, I was buzzed and horny. Ryan grabbed my crotch as soon as we were in the bathroom, then pulled me close "you said you would do anything to make me happy right boy?" "Yes sir" I responded. and I meant it. Ryan then grabbed my neck, and pushed me down to his crotch, unzipped his fly and pulled out his big cock -" take it boy. Put it in your mouth and make me smile boy." So there I was, on the floor in a bar bathroom, sucking Ryan's cock, hoping to drain every bit of cum from it... and Ryan kept his hand on the back of my head making sure I was going to get my guts filled with his seed. It didn't take too long with him face fucking me, until I could hear him breathing deeper and faster, telling me "take it boy, take it all boy don't waste a drop" . And suddenly I felt his cock erupt in my mouth and down my throat. After I swallowed it all, he pulled me up and whispered - "Good boy... I do like a good boy..... I have to go now and take Mike to another event I promised him to, but do you want to go camping with me next weekend? Just us? Binghamton NY is a fun all gay campground and I would love to take you there and get to know you better". And as I looked up into his eyes, and could still taste his cum in my mouth, I said "of course, that would be fun!" ...

So throughout the week we texted. He kept building up my hope and trust. Telling me how much fun we would have, teasing me with not being able to wait to take my virginity. He wanted it to be right and memorable and wanted to know if I would really commit myself to him. Of course, being just 22 and never been in a real gay relationship, and of course he was older and sexy and hung... I so wanted him to be my first. And I kept falling for him. So on Friday, I left work early and met him at his apt. He had an SUV already loaded and after a quick kiss - told me to jump in. And we were off. A few hours later, we landing at the camp ground in Binghamton. We found our site - #112. And proceeded to set up our big tent. When we were done, Ryan also then pulled out a smaller two man tent and set that up. I asked why? and he replied - We need a tent to store our stuff and not crowd the big tent. I felt a little silly. I hadn't really been camping before. We then build a fire and had a few beers. It was getting dark and I was horny. Ryan kept stroking my crotch and kissing me, hard. I kissed back harder. He kept whispering "I want you tonight.. and you promised me anthing, right?" Anything daddy, anything. I said back. We went into the tent and Ryan had me strip, then he proceeded to pull out a leather collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. I kinda giggled. Ryan smiled - I like this he said... it makes me feel in control. So I let him cuff and collar me, anticipating and exciting night. Ryan also stripped down to nothing and stood there in the tent, his huge, thick 9 inch cock throbbing. A fell to my knees, slobbering on his cock, swallowing it, gasping as he began to face fuck me. After a while, he pulled me off his cock and flipped me on my back. He dove down and started to eat my hole. My legs in the air, my hole quivering as his tongue darted back and forth. his teeth pulling and nibbling into my ass. Every now and then he would pull back and slap my ass. hard. it stung, but felt so good. Ryan reached around and somewhere a bottle of lube was in his hand. He lubed me up and inserted a finger into my hole. I gasped with excitement and anticipation. He prodded in and out, and then a second finger went in. Soon, he slipped up between my legs and I stared into his eyes. His weight on me. His hard cock resting between my ass cheeks. He cuffed my right wrist to my right ankle. then the left wrist to the left ankle. I was in a position of not being able to stop him. He looked at me... Anything boy? Anything I want you will let me do boy? yes Sir I moaned. That was when I noticed on his hip the little scorpion tattoo. I had not noticed it before. but it was too late. I knew what it meant. I had read about it. I had heard stories. I knew he was Poz. It was too late, he reached behind me and slipped a leather knot around my head that had a ball gag on it and into my mouth, his cock head was already slowly pushing into my hole. Little did I know, his slowly pushing was about to end and a long brutal assault was just about to start....and it was only the begining of the weekend....little did I know that after this three day weekend, I too would be like the boy Mike. Broken, head bowed, and willing to do anything he said.

PART ONE Jamie wasn’t in the habit of responding to Craigslist ads (way back when CL personals we’re still a thing) posted by guys offering to be “generous” but he was unexpectedly in need of funds. His graduate stipend seemed sufficient by most people’s standards, but living in Los Angeles was expensive and now he had to pay a large deductible to his car insurance company after getting side swiped on Mullholland. So the posting from two guys in town from Iowa for a convention was too good to pass up. He knew from experience that these married guys were easy dates; they were so starved for some man-on-man action that after some dirty talk about their daughters’ boyfriends the actual sex was over soon and they’d hustle him out the door, paying the $600 for the four hours even though they’d only been together for ninety minutes or so. At 23 years old, 5’10, 150# and mostly hairless, Jamie was lean and boyish, with an adequate set up in the front more than made up for by a high riding rear with surprisingly ample projection. In other words, he had a great ass! A recruited athlete in college, his physique had slackened some but he could still turn heads. Probably a 9 at home, he was only a 6 or 7 in LA but that was more than enough to get plenty of play and to turn a trick here and there when money got tight or he wanted to treat himself to a splurge. It helped, in that regard, that he had few limits and was usually more than willing to indulge the more unusual requests. But this sounded like a pretty vanilla scene. Both guys in their forties, married with kids his age, friends since they were in the same pledge class in college. They messed around with guys (fag boys the guy he emailed with called them) together back then and wanted to relive that experience. When the day came, Jamie got cleaned up and out and drove to a rundown motel near the marina. He had been there a few times and was surprised that it seemed mostly deserted. The small and shabby but mostly clean rooms were usually occupied by street walkers running a trap house, day laborers sleeping in shifts and homeless people who had earned enough panhandling to get a roof over their head for a night or two. That the place was nearly empty suggested that there had been a raid recently. Annoyingly, the only other apparently occupied room was the one right next to the end unit Curt and Todd had rented. Jamie walked in to a room that was brighter than expected. The guys had taken the shades off the lamps to get more light for the camcorder they had set up to record this indulgence of theirs. Introductions were made along with the usual small talk. Both guys were decent looking, with dad bods as expected but dad bods that had thickened from better than average starting points. Curt (his attitude as well as his name) was 6’1, probably 210ish, with blond hair turning to gray and the strong legs of the former soccer player he had told me he had been. Todd was built the way Jamie would look in twenty-five years, 5’10 and 180#, indifferent but not fat, with his brown hair cropped tight to hide a thinning pate. He was soft spoken and polite, inquiring about Jamie’s studies and life in LA. Curt, clearly in charge of the night’s festivities, handed Jamie an open beer bottle and a shot of rye. “Bottoms up buddy!” he said, pouring a second shot for the boy as soon as he has drained and chased the first, followed by a third. Then he sparked up a joint and passed it to Jamie, instructing him to take long, deep drags. The booze and the pot had the boy feeling good and he was gladdened that the night looked like it would be more fun than he had anticipated. Curt and Todd began stripping off and told Jamie to do the same. When he was naked except for the jockstrap he was told earlier to wear, Curt barked at him to leave it on. “We don’t want to see your dick, that’s not what we bought you for.” Todd sat down on the sofa with another joint while Curt fiddled with the camera saying to the boy “C’mon cocksucker, let’s see what you’ve got!” Jamie got down in his knees in front of Todd and started servicing him, licking and nibbling and sucking him to attention. Soon enough he was fully hard and the boy got to work in earnest. Curt pulled him away and presented his own stiff cock, pushing it firmly and steadily down Jamie’s throat. He began to gag but Curt kept his dick lodged in there before finally backing off, still leaving most of it in Jamie’s mouth. “Look up at me boy” he ordered, and Jamie looked up to see that he had started recording. He pulled out and told him to beg for it. “Please”, the boy said, “please give me your dick.” ”What are you?” Curt sneered. ”I’m a cocksucker” Jamie replied, and Curt rammed it down his throat again. He roughly facefucked the boy getting the whole thing on video. This was much more hardcore than Jamie liked and he was surprised that it was really turning him on, his cock hard and leaking in his jock. As Curt was abusing him, Todd dropped his nice guy persona, egging his friend on, calling Jamie a dirty slut, a cheap hooker, a perverted faggot, etc. Through the verbal abuse and sound of his own gagging, the boy thought he heard the sound of a door opening. He darted his eyes to the side to see that the front door was still shut with the chain on. Glancing the other way, he could see directly into the empty bathroom. Then he heard a third voice saying “So, how’s the whore? Everything you wanted it to be?” Startled, Jamie pushed Curt away and leapt to his feet, backing away towards the door. He was very light-headed and stumbled, attributing it to the pot and the oxygen deprivation from the throat reaming. Looking across the space, he could see two new, naked guys in the room and a third, also nude, through the open door to the adjoining, smoky room. “Hey guys” he said, smiling amiably and thinking fast, “this isn’t what we agreed on. I’m cool with a group scene, but we have to renegotiate terms and set some ground rules.” Curt closed the gap between them with a reasonable, “let’s be friends” look on his face, his cock still rock hard and glistening with throat slime. To Jamie’s shock, he gave the boy a swift punch to the stomach and the boy fell to the ground doubled over with the wind knocked out of him. Curt pulled him up by the hair as he gasped for breath. “Listen, there are five of us and one of you. Do you really think you can stop us from doing what we want? If you go along with it you’ll probably have fun. Bitches like you love the cock. Or you can fight back and still get dicked down. Your choice.” Jamie looked around and quickly assessed his predicament. Curt was right, he couldn’t take down five guys, especially as the spacey feeling in his head was getting worse. There must have been something in that beer or the joint, probably both. And the five of them were each hot to him in a daddy sort of way. But the decision was ultimately made by his own dick which was harder than it had ever been and was dripping so much precum that the pouch of the jock was sopping wet. ”So?” said Curt, “Are you going to be a good little fag boy?” Jamie nodded and replied “I’ll be a good little cocksucker”, licking his lips. Curt slapped him hard across the face and said “You’re going to do a lot more than that” and dragged him over to one of the new guys. The new guy, bigger and meaner looking than Curt and Todd, spat in Jamie’s face and said “Get to work slut.”

It was the evening of December 21st and very snowy. I was 24 and horny. I thought I'd celebrate the Winter Solstice with some Pagan fucking. I found a hot profile of a safe sex 50ish daddy type that was horny too. We chatted for a brief time about the details of our soon to be sexual encounter. Before long, I was on the train north. I would be there in 20 minutes. I got off at Granville and walked the few blocks to his building on Glenlake. It was next to the EL tracks. I buzzed the door and was let up. I was greeted at the apartment door by my safe sex daddy. He looked exactly like his profile pics. He waved me into the apartment. The only illumination was the red glow from the tree across the room. It was a warm incandescent glow and not the cold light of LEDs. We moved to the kitchen counter where there was a joint and two whisky shots. He picked up the joint lit it. He took a big drag. He held it as he closed the distance between us. He moved towards my mouth for a shotgun. I quickly exhaled in preparation. He put his lips lightly against mine and proceeded to exhale. I held his smoke and held it for as long as i could as he began to kiss me. It was nice. He backed away and handed me the whisky shot. I was reluctant but I acquiesced. It burned going down as whisky often does. He wasn't much of a talker. We went back to shotgunning back and forth until the last of the joint was just a tiny roach. It was excellent pot. I was fucking stoned out of my mind. We started to undress right there in the living room. I stripped down to my jock. He motioned to the floor in front of a big floor to ceiling window that looked out to the red line trains moving north and south. Seems like he might enjoy an audience. It sounded hot to me, I love having an audience I was really getting hit hard by the pot and whiskey. So much so that I was a little dizzy. That was out the ordinary for me for smoking and one drink. I had a brief thought that there might have been more in the whiskey than I realized when he pushed me down on my shoulders. The thought was gone once his dick was in my face. It was a handsome dick. It smelled musky good. He probably took a shower that morning but nothing since. Such a great smell. I took his semi into my mouth, and he grew to a fairly thick seven and a half inches or so. As I was sucking, his finger closed my nostril and poppers appeared at my nose. I automatically inhaled deeply one side and repeated that action on the other. I was now flying. I took his cock to the root. Poppers make me want to have a dick all the way down my throat. So I made that happen. I massaged his dick with my throat muscles to my best ability. Any time I needed air, I forced his dick deeper. It tasted so good. Finally, I had to breathe. I released his dick and tasted oxygen again. He squatted and pushed me onto my butt. The poppers reappeared. One side and then the other. I reclined to my elbows while riding the hit. His unlubed fingers were up inside my butthole. He was a bit forceful, but it paired nicely with the poppers and the high. I was really beginning to have trouble knowing where I was and what happening at this point. He was now talking about how good I must be feeling, and I was. I just felt like one sexual nerve ending that was on fire. More poppers and my legs were lifted to his shoulders. I felt his cock at my hole and then he pushed forward with no warning. It was fast and steady to the hilt. I opened my mouth but no sound came out. Between the pot, the popper hits, the oxygen deprivation from the long deep throating and whatever else was probably in my shot I was losing momentary grip on my reality and faculties. What I did know, was that it hurt so good. He held his dick at the deepest in before he began to saw in and out. Then he began talking. "Your hole feels so good. So warm and tight." He kept long dicking me. "Your hole is sliding along the skin of my bare cock. I'd bet you like that don't you. That's what you really want." Somewhere in the recesses of my mind there was the words 'condom' and 'safe sex', but he was right. It felt fantastic. I tried to talk back but I couldn't form any coherent words. He chuckled and kept fucking. The poppers hit my nose. I finally thought I saw him use the poppers for himself. He asked "Where do you I want it?" I still couldn't form words to speak. He was supposed to cum inside a condom, not me. I couldn't get words out. He then said "I am going to breed you." His pace increase furiously and he shot his load deep inside me. He eventually pulled out. I looked at him. His cock was cummy. I wanted to be pissed, but I couldn't will the anger forth because of my state. He looked up to my right and I was able to follow his gaze. I then registered that there was another man standing right next to us. I had no idea how long he had been there. I thought we were alone. There had been no mention of a third person. He was very thin and haggard looking, but with what seemed to be a very large dick. Before I could take in any more of him, the poppers were back at my nose. That's what I needed at that moment. Daddy crawled up and over my body, and proceeded to push his cummy cock into my mouth. My legs were lifted up at the same time. Swiftly, the very large cock of the new haggard man entered me. I screamed but daddy's dick was as far down my throat and I only made a muted humming noise. I was being reamed a both ends. I was seeing stars. I was close to passing out, maybe I already had a time or two. Daddy finally pulled out. I tasted throat mucus, cum and pennies. I was now staring into the eyes of the new haggard man. He was plowing me roughly. I could feel how big his dick was. I was loving it. The feeling was bliss. He talked but I was in no way able to comprehend has words. They were jumbled up with the poppers, seeing stars and the ecstasy coming from my ass. I had no idea how long this was going on. It seemed like forever though. Haggard man was increasing his fuck speed and his mouth was moving. I think he was talking to me, but I didn't understand. There was more poppers for me and for haggard too. Within seconds, his face began to contort as he slammed deep into me. Again and again and again. Rope after rope after rope of his cum shot as deep as anything has ever shot inside me. The moment was magnificent sexual explosion. He fell down on me seemingly satisfied. He lay on my chest all hot and dripping sweat. He moved his mouth to mine and raped my mouth with his own. He finally stopped and lifted himself up. My eyes followed his gaunt sweaty red face and then he crawled up over my body just like daddy had done. I got another poppering just before haggard's dick entered my mouth. He reached further down than daddy could. As he was, I was rapidly running out of air. Even with my eyes open, I was seeing stars again. I was also seeing a large biohazard symbol right in front of my eyes. I didn't think about it. It was just there. Haggard pulls out slowly. The taste of throat mucus, cum and pennies return. He leans down to my face and says "You're Welcome." I don't remember dressing. I do vaguely remember going down stairs, cold and snow, the roar of trains overhead and a door slamming behind me. I do not know how I got home, but I did. The next morning I awoke on my couch in all my clothes. My butthole was sore but felt good. I stood and pulled down my pants and jock. It was a pink cummy mess.

Chapter 4 The guy pulled the Kid back and held his cock inside the Kid and said “ There you go, take it all. I’m going to knock you up you little cock teasing bitch “. The Kid wasn’t sure who he was talking to at that moment. It was apparent that the guy was cuming but the Kid didn’t feel anything inside his ass. The guy was panting and holding the Kid close. He let the Kid straighten up and when he did the guy’s deflated cock popped out. The Kid was glad because he figured it was finally over. The guy pulled his pants back up and looked at the front of the Kid. He saw the hairless crotch and the look on the Kid’s face like a dear in a headlamp. He said “ Now that we know what you will do to keep me from spilling the beans around here. I have a few friends that also saw your little episode in the park. We have been wanting to get to you”. The Kid once again was shocked at what he heard and realized that this wasn’t over yet. The Kid looked over and asked “ What do you mean “? The guy grinned and said “ My friends like to get into a little S&M and bondage. They are about as nasty as you will ever see “. With that the guy walked out of the restroom an the Kid got dressed and went to his office to collect his things and go home. As the Kid was grabbing his jacket, he noticed an envelope on his desk. He opened it and inside was a photo of him with a cock in his mouth. He couldn’t tell where it was taken but written on it was a note ‘ I know what you did ‘ . He knew it wasn’t the guy that had him in the restroom because he saw him walk directly to the elevator. The Kid knew that someone else was aware of his secret and now he would probably have to deal with that also. He went to the elevator and walked to his car. He could feel a wetness between his cheeks. Apparently, the guy did shoot a load in his bumn and it was leaking out. When he got home e went into the bathroom to clean up some. When he removed his briefs and looked at them, he was shocked to see the amount of cum that was there. Apparently the guy’s load was a lot bigger than he thought. After he was done cleaning up, he put on some lounging shorts and sat on the couch to look at the TV and relax. This event at work did leave him with the need to get off. He started stroking when there was a knock at the door. There he was with a raging hardon and someone at the door. He went over and looked thru the peep hole to see who it was. It was the guy from next door that caught him in the shadows after his night at the park. He looked a second time as the guy was knocking again. He was sure that this was the same guy. He opened to door and the guy walked in and closed the door behind him. He looked down at the Kid and saw the tent in the Kids shorts and smiled. He said “ Looks like my timing is good again “ . He knelt down and pulled the Kid’s shorts down and stared to lick the head of the Kid’s swollen cock. At the same time he stared worming a finger in the Kid’s ass. He felt some left over cum in his hole and stopped and looked up at the Kid and said “ I think you have already had some tonight ”. He pulled the Kid over to his couch and bent him over the back of it. He started eating the Kid’s ass making sure to nip his tender rosebud. The Kid was moaning and his cock was dripping precum like a fountain. The guy stopped and stood up. The Kid figured he was in for another fucking but the guy reached into his pocket and pulled out a small baggie. IN it was a medium sized shard and some ground up Meth. He fished out the shard and pushed it up the Kid’s ass. The Kid said “ Ouch “ when he pushed it in. The Kid wasn’t stretched much and the edges of the shard scraped the walls of his opening. With his finger being wet from the spit and cum in the Kid he was able to coat his finger with the remain of the baggie. He pushed his finger into the Kid’s ass and twisted it around. He wanted to make sure that the Drud was packed into the walls of his rosebud for maximum effect. It took a minute for the Kid to react to the Tina but the Kid felt the burning of the Tina and said “ That burns a lot, please stop “. The guy didn’t stop, In fact he twisted it more in the Kid’s ass. He knew that the shard probably put some small cuts in the kid and now he was rubbing this into those cuts. He reached in with his finger and found a small part of that was left of the shard. He was able to move it around to rub the Kid’s prostate with it. He knew that this would hit his prostate and do two things. It would hit his blood stream faster and at the same time it would make it harder for the Kid to cum, which sooner than later he would be craving.

I am bred a lot but I thought this one was worth mentioning. I was at my local video store last night cruising as usual. I saw a young guy checking me out and sort of following me. I got the signs that he wanted me because every time I would walk by him he would start to go into a booth. He wanted me to follow. I just ignored him because I assumed he was a bottom and I didn’t want to have to waste time telling him I only bottomed as well. Her was being persistent and I don’t like to be rude so I followed him into a booth. He instantly got down to it and started rubbing his dick through his sweat pants. I started rubbing his dick and get got real close to me. I don’t usually kiss so I kept my face sort of turned away from his. I kept rubbing his dick and he pulled down his sweat pants. He had a smallish dick for me. Probably 7? But it a little thicker and that was a plus. He was not interested in my dick at all. He kept rubbing my ass and wanted my hands on his dick. He was so masculine for a younger guy I was a little taken a back. He went in for a kiss and he kissed incredibly! I was in heaven. I went down and started sucking him. He was not big so I was able to show some good oral skills. He stood me up and turned me around and went right to town on my pussy. He played with it then used spit to finger me. He liked up his dick and slid in me with little effort. He wasn’t slow about it. He treated it like it was a real cunt. He went to town on fucking me occasionally pulling me close to kiss the back of my neck. After a few minutes I heard the familiar sound of a man getting ready to breed me. He unloaded in me but held me tight so that he could make sure he totally bred me. All while kissing the back of my neck. When he pulled out he turned me around and started kissing me again. It was all I could do to keep his load in me at this point. I thanked him of course and in a deep masculine voice he said no.. thank you. I pulled up my pants and left the booth. It doesn’t happen often anymore but sometimes men surprise me. Looking at him I wouldn’t have thought he was as masculine as he was and that he was such a good fuck!! I hope I see him again.

What a fucked up week! It started out pretty much normal with the exception of my partner Brian being on a rare business trip. I am self-employed so my schedule is pretty flexible. I usually go to the downtown YMCA late afternoons but on Wednesday I went mid morning so I could do some chores as well. The Y was pretty empty so I relaxed in the sauna after my workout. I could see from the sauna door a muscular stud prowling from the shower who put on a bit of a show toweling himself off before entering the steam room. I am not a prude so I followed him. Two guys were in there when I entered. It was extremely steamy inside and I could barely make them out until I was quite close. I sat across from them so I could see what they were doing and if perhaps there might be a little action going on. While I am “monogomish” with Brian, I certainly feel free to jack off with others if it is discreet and occasionally will suck a bit as well. One of them ducked out pretty fast and that left the muscular stud alone with me. “How’s Brian?” he asked. That got my attention! “Ummmm, he is fine, thanks” was my reply. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Well, it WAS steamy and I didn’t have my glasses on. He scooted closer. “I’m Vince.” he explained. He offered me his hand and held mine a bit longer than necessary while I told him that my name is Mike. “We met once at a party” Vince continued. After a pause, he gave me the key I needed. “I used to date Brian.” “Oh! That Vince!” I winced as that was supposed to be my private reaction. Vince chucked “Yes, I suppose you could say that. Has Brian said much about me?” I replied "Not really" and that was the truth. I was under the impression it was just a short-term thing and I had never pressed Brian about it. Vince confirmed they hadn’t dated too long, but after a moment he said that Brian had a fabulous ass. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, as I stammered "Why, yes he does." Vince had turned towards me and I couldn’t help to see his ample junk flopping in plain view. “I really enjoyed using his hole and I was sorry that there wasn’t the chemistry to make it work as a relationship.” This seemed like an honest declaration; although my ears and dick perked up at his way of saying he had fucked Brian. “I was the first man to fuck Brian with a PA” Vince not so discreetly grabbed his crotch as he continued. “Brian was really tight and I had to use a lot of lube on his hole as I stretched him with my fingers and also used lots of lube on my rubbers.” Vince was clearly getting hard and between seeing his sizable tool and hearing his talk, I was rock hard very quickly. I could see the thick gauged PA accenting his big head and it looked hot as hell. “Brian sucked well, although he had a hard time deep throating me.” Vince pointed his very erect dick at me and pondered “I wonder how you would do?” I was really horny as I had not cum in a few days, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with Vince due to his previous relationship with Brian. That didn’t seem particularly discreet. Vince seemed to pick up on my discomfort. “Look, it was many years ago when I had Brian and I never kiss and tell. Just grab and feel it.” Damn was it meaty and big! What the fuck—grabbing it couldn’t get me in trouble. Grabbing it, however, proved to be insufficient. Vince was pinching my nips (a hot spot for me) and feeling me up all over. “Come on, just taste it…try it, you’ll like it.” We both laughed at that so I figured what the hell. I got it about half way down before it became a challenge. Vince with over 8” long—and I mean REAL inches and way thicker than most. “Are you a better cock sucker than Brian? Show me how you suck, Mike!” He grabbed my head and started to face-fuck me. Someone came in at that point so I quickly sat down next to Vince. As the mystery guy was obscured in the steam, Vince kept touching me. As he rubbed my ass cheek I couldn’t help raising my hip to give him access to my hole. It was exciting to play while another man was nearby but unaware. When we were alone again Vince had me face away from him and then he knelt down and latched his mouth on my sweaty hole. FUCK that is a turn on for me! He stood up and rubbed his dick against my hole as he reached around to my nips and chewed on my neck and ear. “I wanna fuck your hole” he growled. I literally had chills run down my spine. I wasn’t going to take him raw so I turned around and said it wasn’t private here and I didn’t have any rubbers with me. “Brian always made me wear a rubber, too” Vince admitted. “I have some special ones in my gym bag and lube, too” he offered. I asked how they were special and he said that they were extra large and fit his big dick the way rubbers should fit a man. “Brian always loved how I fucked him and you will, too!” My resistance was low and my libido was high. Vince was pushing to seal the deal. He didn’t have a place available, but he was open to suggestions. I admitted Brian was out of town, but I had never brought anyone home with me. Vince was pawing me and playing me to the point of surrender. “Come on” he sighed “You are going to love it!” I did want it, but I told him that only Brian had fucked me for the last 6 years. This seemed to make his eyes gleam. “Look, here is the truth: I am moving out of state this weekend and this is the only time I’ll ever be able to be with you. I want my last memory of here to be with you.” He kissed me and his tongue plunged in. After a few minutes of serious tongue dueling and his hands possessing me I told him to meet me in the locker room and I’d give him my address. I just about chickened out while throwing my clothes on, but Vince showed up with his towel wrapped around his waist with an almost obscene bulge erasing my doubts: I gave him my address and said give me 20 minutes to get ready at home as I wanted to be prepped and squeaky clean for the fuck-session. Vince was prompt and started deep kissing as soon as he entered the door. He appreciated my jock strap and said it was perfect. I suggested the couch but he just said “uh uh. I want you on you and Brian’s bed.” In for a penny in for a pound flashed through my head as I led the way. “I can’t wait to fuck you like I fucked Brian so long ago!” Brian and I fucked protected for six months before we got our second negative HIV test and went to bare sex. As much as I prefer getting fucked ‘skin to skin’, I wasn’t going to take any chances with Vince even though he said he only tops. I am versatile, but if I am honest, I get off on fantasies of being fucked by a stud like Vince. I was glad that Vince brought his special condoms so I could get fucked just like Brian did. I could imagine that smaller condoms would be way too restrictive. Vince didn’t just ‘slide and ride’. He made me suck him hard and wet, lick his nuts and when I saw his hairy ass my tongue couldn’t resist. “Awwwwwww! Yeah, fucking worship me and you will get the fuck of your lifetime!” He promised. He also encouraged me by saying the more turned on he was, the harder he fucked and the bigger load he shot. What could be better? Still, after a good 20 minutes of foreplay I was getting crazy to get filled. Vince started his prep with eating my hole and rather harshly finger fucking me. It sort of hurt, but I was so damned horny I just moaned and relaxed to give him better access. The sooner I was open, the sooner he could breed my hole he promised. He told me he was good for two loads so if I was only good for one, I should wait until he was giving me load number two. “Fuck yes” I agreed. He wanted me on all fours for the first fuck. I saw him open the package and slide the rubber on, pinching the tip to make sure there would be room for his load. I assumed the position as he added his lube that he said looked and felt just like cum. I had heard of it, but had never tried it. The push in was slow but constant. The PA felt awesome rubbing against my prostate and I moaned as he filled me up. It was my first time being fucked with a PA, just like Vince was Brian’s first. Vince started out slow and told me how much he liked to see his dick slide in and out. After a few minutes I was relaxed enough for him to pull out and shove back in. “If only you could see what my dick looks like now” he groaned. I wanted to know a few things. “You like my ass? How does it feel for you? How do I compare to Brian?” Hey, a little praise goes a long way for me! “Needy, aren’t you!” Vince chuckled. “Mmmmmmm your ass is fine. It is tight, warm and you have great muscle control. I love how it is hungry for what I am giving you. I’d say I am happier being inside your hole than Brian’s. It fucking turns me on that you are cheating on him and giving me your hole to use just like I used him. My load will be your reward!” This talk was going to both of my heads. I get off on dirty talk. “Fuck me, Vince! I want it bad!” His thick dick was pleasing me and hurting me at the same time. The combination was making me groan and beg please. Vince started to pound harder and my response was instant. I squirmed and groaned while he started his end run. “Fuck yes, Mike! I am so loving this! I am going to fucking own your ass and claim it as mine. You want that, don’t you? You want me to do that? You want my dick?” “Please Vince!” I cried. “You want me to use your hole just like I used Brian’s, right?” YES “You don’t care that you are cheating on your partner?” Just use me, Vince, please! “That is exactly what I am doing. I am going to reward you for your bad behavior…damn, I am so close!” Fuck me Vince! Use me! Make my ass yours! Despite the condom, I swore I could feel the heat of his load pulsing inside me as he screamed and shoved his dick as far as it could go. “There! I am giving you what you deserve, Mike! Arrrrrr! I fucking own your cheating ass!" The stimulation was just too much! I exploded on the sheets and cried out. “That’s it! Cum on my dick and milk every drop out! Vince hissed. His weight pushed me flat on my stomach and I enjoyed the afterglow of his still hard dick twitching as my ass rhythmically clenched and relaxed. Brian always says that turns him on and Vince seemed quite content to let me keep working on him. About five minutes later, after we had each recovered our breath, Vince pulled out, while still pressing me down into the mattress and pulled his condom off to toss in his open gym bag. “It’s my souvenir” he snickered as he nibbled my ear. Vince turned me over and got in a 69 position with his semi-hard dick pointing at my mouth. “Clean me up!” he commanded. I gladly sucked his dick as he sucked on my sensitive dick and nuts. After a while he grabbed my thighs and exposed my ass to his probing fingers, sighing at the same time, “Damn does your ass look fine." His dick gradually went from spongy to rock hard. He re-positioned himself between my legs and reached over to grab another condom. He told me I was lubed inside and out from his first fuck as he suited up. He told me to grab his dick and place it where I needed it. His eyes closed in pleasure and he just said “ahhhhhhhh” as he pushed deep into me. “The first fuck was just a warm up. I want you to watch me, hold on to me with your hands and totally experience what I am doing to you. You are going to always remember this fuck.” I was putty in his hands and I just whimpered a little as my hands wrapped around his strong back. “That’s it. Give yourself to me. After today you’ll always associated getting fucked with what I am doing right now.” Usually doggy is my favorite position for being fucked, but Vince was right—this was a special experience. I couldn’t remember feeling so possessed by another man. Vince locked his hands on my body throughout the fuck: either on my legs, my nipples or holding on to my shoulders. His eyes rarely left mine and while it didn’t feel romantic, there was something so primal about this fuck. I told Vince that and he said “That’s right. I am fucking you the way a man should fuck another man.” I confessed that the only thing that would be better would be to have him fuck me raw, but I quickly added that I couldn’t do that. Vince smiled and said condom or not, I was being fucked the way it should be. I was surprised how hard I was. Vince knew how to keep me stimulated from within and without. Nevertheless, after about 30 minutes I was getting rather sore from the relentless fucking and PA clad head rubbing inside me. Vince said there was no need to stop and add lube as he was getting close again. “Fuck yes” I moaned. “I want it bad.” “What do you want?” Vince asked. “What do you want from me, Mike? You want me to use you like I used Brian? You want to be claimed as mine?” I was moaning yes and please almost like a chant. “You want this connection? You want to be bred by me? By now I was almost babbling as Vince was going in for the kill. I kept begging for him to have his way with me, to use me, to breed me. Despite his condom I could pretend that he was going to breed my torn up ass with his seed. “Yes, fucker! Here comes the breeding you have always wanted. The fuck you will always remember; I…FUCKING…OWN…YOU!!!” Each word was accentuated with full penetration. He went still on the last word and flexed and throbbed like crazy. “You’ve got it…you are fucking bred…ahhhhhhh…” A few quick strokes with my hand and I was shooting clear on my chest. I was way louder than I usually am. There was something so satisfying about that fuck. We were both sweating as we came off our fuck-high. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you, Mike.” It was almost tender. “I’ll always remember fucking you.” He added. It wasn’t lip service when I told him that the pleasure had been mine. Vince slowly pulled out and tossed his second condom in his bag. We both took a short shower together with Vince massaged my hole saying “Just so I'll always remember your ass.” I laughed and was in a great mood. Vince kissed me deeply and told me that he really enjoyed fucking me…just like he had fucked Brian he added. I confessed I couldn’t believe Brian was willing to let go of his fuck tool. “Well, I am just glad I could have you today…in a way, I feel like I fucked Brian as well by fucking you.” Later that afternoon I emptied a huge amount of lube out of my ass. Fingering my hole and smelling the goo I had to agree that Vince’s lube was the closest thing to cum that I had ever had. Brian got back late Friday and we fucked like bunnies. I enjoyed fucking him bare and pretended that Vince was me. I mentioned I had seen Vince at the Y in conversation late Saturday and that he was moving out of state. Brian seemed to be in a pensive mood and I asked what he was thinking about. Brian explained that even though Vince was hot sex, he was glad he was with me. I smiled at that and asked why he hadn’t stayed with Vince. “Well, we weren’t dating too long and I guess I was a bit naive.” I asked what about. “I always seemed to be full of lube after Vince fucked me and I checked and saw that his stash of rubbers were all carefully slit at the tip and put back in the package.” My heart lurched. “It’s just as well he is moving, I guess. I heard he is poz now and I’d hate to think that anyone I know might get bred like I was…”

Tom; Since a few days, i started to chat online with an older bloke who did make a pass on me here on breedingzone. The guy was about 80 kilometers away to the south of the country. Oops where are my manners; first a bit about me : I am a shy guy, i am totally out as gay, but it does not mean that i go to gay parades to celebrate the fact that i am happy to be gay. I am a European guy, 6'tall, normal workingbody, dark blond hair, and a good sized dick oh yes for the number guys, i am 44. I like to make fun with my straight friends who know i am gay, but they do not give a toss about this, they just like my company and my jokes. And mostly i am the one they make jokes about. I hardly date with guys, since i still share a house with my ex-boyfriend, and another guy who lives with us. My sexlive is as good as not existing. So from time to time i use the regular dating apps to see if i can chat to somebody, in the hope i could meet them when my housefriends are on holiday, and i do what i like. without them making fun of it. The older bloke is called Pete and he is about 58 a big guy, daddy body about 6'20 and what i can tell from his pictures well endowned with a big fat daddy cock. After we did get in contact here, soon we started to chat on Telegram, in the beginnning it was small talk about normal things in live, situations of dating, holidays, and art. It did not take long and soon the conversations would end up on long sextalks. In the beginning he was curious about my past experiences. I did discuss with him first the sexuall abuse i had encoutered as a kid, and that it had troubled a bit my view on sex with men. Somehow already from a young age i felt that i was not good as everyone else. I was smart, well aware what was happening around me, but never had the feeling i did fit in with the rest of the crowd. At school bullies would pick on me, and calling me names, although i was looking like any other straigth kid. Pete must have felt that i was downgrading myself, when i told him that i had a lack of selfrespect, and mostly to scared to date, because of my past. Soon enough i was talking about my experiences on sex, who where very vanilla, to mostly sucking dicks and sometimes a safesex fuck with a guy. There was nothing i could say to him that would make him think i am some slut going from one bloke to another. I explained my situation with my expartner, and soon he said, "yeah not easy to date then". Pete was very friendly to me, and he seemed controlled, a bit dominant, or maybe an aura of a fathertype. When he started to explain his sexlive, it was totally the opposite of mine. He told me that he is a total sexpig, that he like to do chems, go full bare, does groupactions, filming, hardplay, everything you can think off when it comes to sex. Me being like a novice it was a bit an eyeopener, and not sure for my self what i should do with this knowledge. He was sending me pictures via telegram of all his debaucheries, him fucking guys in all poses, sometimes in a total jeans gear, sometimes a soldier, leatherdaddy and so on. His likes where definitly other then mine. Soon it was not avoidable that he asked me if i was up for a meeting. My friends where out for the month on holiday, so i had enough time to spare and to have some fun. The question is could i go that far that i would be able to keep up with the likes of Pete. He seemed to me a very demanding sexbeast ready to crash all my limits, which where a lot at that time, just because it was not really a scene guy. I did not answer right away, so i told him i would give it a thought, and that i would come back to him, by thursday for the upcoming weekend to meet. I told him once again that chems and bare where not my scene, and i that i would only have sex with condoms. He said sure no problem, you can come by and then we can see how far we go, you should not do anything you do not like, you are safe with me . Pete ; I was talking to this slut for weeks now online, he is a bit of a tease, very naive, and on the sexsite, very dumb. These are the kind of guys I like, i am kind to them in the beginning, and then i lure them in my web, and change their lives right from the beginning. Now ith is all sweet words, building confidence, beying Mr nice guy. Soon enough this cunt will get to know the real me, but then it is to late. Tom; Luckily i had to work everyday, so the days where passing very fast, wednesday night in bed it was difficult to fall a sleep, everything was going true my mind what to deceide. I did know it could be risky to meet Pete, but on the other site, my inner self was fighting to try new things. By thursday i made up my mind that i would go, but i would make it clear no chems and no bare fucking. I did drop Pete a line to tell him that i would come over friday evening, and i asked him if it was ok to stay over the night, given the distance to him. Soon everything was arranged. Pete; The little bitch did finally decide to make the right move and come down to me on friday. In the beginning it will be Mr Nice Host, and then bam! we are going to have some fun. Have to make sure that all is prepared when he arrives for his sleepover. I asked him to let me know when he would leave his home, and also make sure that he regular let me know where he is on the way to me. That way i can set things up with my buddies, and make sure they can have some fun to without allarming him. Have to make sure my dealer has the right gear for me on friday, and i am sure my buddies will bring their own party supplies. One of them is a smaller guy who has some nice musscles on him about 35, and he works for a tow-truck company, my other buddy is a young big guy from 29, he is slim and has a very kinky site, we both go sometimes with slaves no limits, and i really mean no limits, it can go very smelly afterwards. (writers note : ok guys let me know what you think - please be aware i am not a native english writer so keep this in mind, although i speak 5 languages)

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Part 11: Skipping School I slept until noon. I was exhausted and hungry from my two day cock binge. When I got up and went downstairs I ran into another guy. He greated me and introduced himself as Nick's roommate Adam. I made small talk for a bit and eventually decided I could go for an afternoon fuck, although it kinda felt like it was still morning to me. I knocked something of a table and made sure he could see my new tattoo as I bent down to retrieve it. I was a bit disappointed when he didn't make a move. I made a few suggestive comments that he either missed or ignored. I finnally gave up and told him I was getting a cab to take me home and to thank Nick for helping me out. I called a cab and sat with Adam while I waited. I was starting to feel a bit awkward when he asked if I wanted a blowjob while I waited. I was a bit surprised by how forward he was about it. I told him that I preferred to be fucked. "We'll I'm a bottom" he said "so that's not gonna work." "Then I guess I could go for a blowjob" I said He dropped to his knees and began throating my cock. He was pretty good and it definitely helped pass the time as I waited for my driver. As soon as the cab arrived I thanked Adam for the head and slipped out. I asked the driver to bring me to a a box store that was a 10 minute walk from the place where daddy had agreed to pick me up at 3pm. It was around 1:30 when I got dropped off. I picked out some new clothes that fit me better than than the ones Nick had loaned me. After a quick change in the bathroom, I walked to my pickup spot and waited. Daddy picked me up and as usual I sucked his cock on the ride to his house. He parked in the garage and we got out and went to the living room. He poured a pair of drinks we chatted for a bit as we drank. I'd barely had anything to eat over the prior days, just a small snack here and there. As a result the alcohol made me light headed very quickly. Since he had a rule about me fucking other guys without his permission, I decided I didnt want him to see the ANAL SLUT tattoo on my lower back. He poured us each a second drink and directed me to follow him. He then led me upstairs for the first time. The master bedroom was very nicely furnished and quite large. To hide the tattoo, I sat on the edge of the edge of the bed facing him as I undressed and quickly slipped under the covers. He finished undressing and dimmed the lights before walking around and climbing into the bed on the otherside. He was laying on his back with his arms behind his head. I rolled over and put my arm across his him, resting my head on his chest. He lowered one of his arms, resting it on my backside. We stayed in bed, cuddled up together, for about a half hour. I kissed on his chest as I lowered my hand to begin massaging his flaccid cock. As his cock began to grow in my hand I slid further under the covers kissing on his body the whole way down. I continued to stroke his cock as I reached his pelvis. I gave his cock a good lick from the base to the head and repositioned myself between his legs. I began working his cock with my mouth. I thought about how much I gaged the first time he pushed the head into my throat. Now I had no trouble taking the whole thing. I enjoyed the feeling of it pulsing and getting harder in my throat. My blowjob skills had greatly improved and he seemed almost paralyzed as I gave him one of the best sloppy blowjobs I'd ever given. I sucked his cock for over 20 minutes before he finnally grabbed the back of my head and began to take control. He had hold of my hair and was fucking my throat like it was sextoy. He was pushing deeper and faster than I was used to, but I was still managing. He pushed me down all the way and held me in place. He didnt let up until I finnaly gagged a bit. I think he wanted to hear me gag on his cock. He grabbed my head with both hands and started rocking his hips and he slammed his cock in and out of my throat. This was now the hardest throating I'd ever done. I manged another 10 minutes without gagging. I noticed that it seemed like he was getting frustrated. I thought maybe he liked the way it felt when I choked and gagged while he was in my throat. Or maybe he just preferred guys who didn't act like where's. I stopped trying to hold back my gag reflex and began to cough and gag as he fucked my throat. Daddy started to seem like was really enjoying himself. I felt he was getting close to cumming and pulled away. I slid myself up to saddle him and lowered my ass onto his cock. It felt good to ride him and I got lost in the feeling as I bounced on his hard cock. I started to rub my cock and after a few minutes olof grinding, shot my load onto his chest. As I finished cumming he began to moan and flooded my ass with seed. I maintained my position but leaned forward to lick my cum off his body. He stayed hard and I held him inside me while I cleaned up all of the cum I had shot onto his chest. After my dismount, I licked his cock clean and returned to the position we had started from, with my head resting on his chest. We stayed in the bed until it was time for him to bring me back to the meeting spot. He dropped me off and, after a while,m y mom picked me up and brought me home. She did ask where I had been over the weekend. I assume that she figured I stayed with a friend. I think she knew I had been getting into 'trouble.' Although her idea of trouble was minor rule breaking, like having beers with my friends. To be continued...

I was fortunate to start young and with men that were well endowed. My first was 9+ but he worked on me for a couple of months before I could take all of him. I was with a man recently that was probably over 10” and in certain positions it was a little uncomfortable. I guess it all depends on the bottom.I have a few bottom friends that say a large 8 or higher require practice. I feel I am doing a service for all of the large dicked men out there that want to bottom out but can’t find the bottom to take it. Lol

chapter 5: I wake up but I can’t see anything, and I can’t seem to move my arms or legs, plus my asshole feels sore and feels like it’s leaking something wet. I realize I’m blindfolded and on my back, but not on a bed but some kind of swing or sling. I suddenly feel a protrusion at my hole and the poor thing offered no resistance, what feels like a dick just slides right in and the sounds it makes are so fucking sloppy as it fucks me. “Nasty little whore!” The man grunts as he pounds me hard for a final three pumps. This repeats for what feels like an hour, just dick after dick in varying sizes pumping my hole full of cum and calling me depraved thing like cumslut, cumwhore, cumdump, cumpig, everything with the word cum infront of it. And I feel my insides flooded with with cum, just churning and sloshing around inside me as I’m used and abused past what I can handle, often leaking out good amounts of cum around the dicks that are inside of me. Eventually I hear a door close and a lock turn. “How’s the cumdump whore?” Zach says. After a moment of silence I realize he must be talking to me. “Please let me down Zach I can’t take anymore.” *SLAP* He slaps my face and my blindfold slides a little. He then takes it off as he says, “You call me sir, you fucking got it!?” And as he takes off my blindfold I see the light from a camera to the side. “Yessir sorry sir.” I mumble. I notice I’m still at the bathhouse but not in that same room I started in, there’s not a bed in this room. “Do you know how many loads you just took cumwhore?” Zach says with an evil grin on his face. “No sir I don’t.” “Poor little slut got fucked so much he couldn’t keep count huh? I know that’s just how you like it. Now say thank you Luke.” My eyes widen in panic, I don’t want to say thank you on camera especially after he just used my name! But I know the consequences so I hesitantly say, “Thank you sir.” “Thank you for what, cumdump Luke?” “Thank you for all the loads.” I don’t know what he wanted me to say but I gave it my best guess. “Get ready for your last one.” Zach steps inbetween my legs and slides his hard dick into my wrecked and sloppy hole. He instantly starts pounding with everything he has, my hole responding with leaking dollops of cum and making sloppy ass sounds. “That’s the sound of a good fucking whore!” Zach says. “Can’t even take my dick without pushing out cum to make room!” He then grabs my rock hard dick, something I wasn’t even aware of until this moment and starts jacking it furiously. “Is that enough cum for you slut? Are you able to get off now that almost everyone in the bathhouse has used you?” My mind goes blank, I didn’t realize I was this close to cumming and it’s gonna be a big one. I start to shoot load after load onto my chest moaning from how good the relief feels. “FUUUUCKING FAGGOT!” Zach shouts as he pounds me rough as hell for a few moments absolutely churning and sloshing what I used to know as my straight virgin asshole, and he grabs the camera and aims it at my face and body getting the load I just shot all over myself then pans to his dick in my ass as he shoots the final load of the night up inside me. His dick coated in strangers cum, he pulls out swiftly and my hole gushes out cum like a waterfall. “DAAAAAAAMN Luke!” He slaps his cummy dick on my now gaping cummy hole. “You live up to your name as Luke the Cumdump for sure! Maybe I’ll just leave you here and come get you tomorrow.” He says as he aims the camera at my now panicking face. “No sir please don’t! I’ll be good, I’ll even let you fuck me again! Just don’t leave me here please!” Still recording he picks up something from the floor and unlocks and walks out the door. I’m almost in tears, I don’t want to be stuck here at the mercy of random men all night. But a few minutes later Zach comes back in with the camera turned off. “Chill out, I’m not gonna leave you here.” I let out a huge sigh of relief. “But I do have something I want you to see.” He says with a devilish grin. He lets me out of my restraints and it takes a second for my legs to remember how to work. Zach helps me put on my cheetah panties and plug but by the time we get the plug in my hole my panties are already soaked with cum in the back and some is dripping down my legs. Zach makes a point to take a few pictures saying little remarks like, “Fucking nasty” and “Damn whore.” Then he asks, “Are you ready for your surprise?” I gulp nervously, “Yes sir.” “Alright then let’s get you home.” As we walk out into the hallway I see immediately what my surprise is and my heart drops into my stomach, it would drop further if it could. Because on the walls every couple of feet were the pictures of me from my earlier package, all with sharpie writings like: ‘Cumslut in sling room taking loads’, ‘Cumwhore desperate for dick and cum in sling room’, ‘Cumdump needs to be filled to the max, find me in the sling room’, and many variations like those. I felt so ashamed as I passed by so many guys who were giving me compliments on my slutty hole, how good it felt, how sloppy it was, what a whore I am. I looked over at Zach and he was loving every second of it, fucking asshole, I hate him. When we get to the entrance he hands me my clothes and says get dressed and wait here. He returns with all the pictures, thank god I was afraid we were gonna leave them. “It’s getting late, about time I get you home.” When I get home it’s around 10:00 Pm. My dad is watching TV in the living room, but he obviously heard the front door open cause he’s turned and looking my way. “Hey kid you ready for bed?” Oh fuck I forgot I was sleeping in his bed tonight. “Yeah let me just shower first.” “Use the master bathroom then, I’ll be up in a second.” FINALLY I was gonna be able to wash all this filthy cum off of me, I smelt more like a whore house than I did a whore. When I got to the master bathroom I turned on the shower and started taking off my clothes facing away from the door. But as I was pulling my pants down my brother walked in. “I thought I heard a faggot.” “What do you want? I’m about to shower.” But when he didn’t respond I turned around to see what was up, the little fucker had his phone out! “Stop recording me you little shit!” I lunged at him but he ran out the door and I was too tired to chase him. I go back to where I was and start slowly working the plug from out of my hole, it slides out with a *slurp* and plops onto the ground. “Holy hell,” I hear from behind me. “Dad!?” I go to turn around but his hands are already at my hips. He guides me to the sink and bends me over it, “You’ve clearly made room for one more load, your fucking teammates are fucking lucky if you’re putting out this much!” I feel his large dick poking at my aching gaped hole. “Maybe you are a faggot son, and on top of that you’re a slut but I guess that’s okay cause from now on we can take care of each other.” “But dad I-“ “No buts! Truth be told I’m really you’re step-dad but I wasn’t planning on telling you. Your brother, he’s mine though. So from now on no buts! Unless it’s this slutty fucking ass!” I don’t even have time to think before he gives me a really hard spank, leaving a handprint on my cheek. “FUUUCK OUCH!” I yell. “Shut up slut, you don’t want the neighbors to find out do you?” He pulls down my cum soaked panties and stuffs them in my mouth. “Don’t spit them out unless you want 100 more swats like that one” He pushes his big dick into my hole and I start to whimper, it hurts because I’ve been used so much already but mainly because his dick is just so big that I can feel it stretching me out. A good amount of cum leaks around and onto his dick, “Fuuuuuuck you’re such a slut son, I’m not gonna hold back since you can clearly take it.” And he really doesn’t hold back but I notice my dick get hard. “Yeah I can tell you like that boy, go ahead and jerk off!” For the first time I start to pleasure myself while getting fucked and my dad starts to fuck me softer, “That’s it boy, I’m gonna let you cum first, there you go son.” As he slows down and I start jerking off and it actually starts to feel good. I feel my cum building up and I surprise myself by moaning softly. My dad grabs my hips firmly and starts pumping a little harder, but still slowly. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!” I say as I suddenly start shooting my load into the sink, “Me too boy!” My dad says as he pumps hard for a final few thrust then pulls out of my ass and cum leaks down my legs. I’m surprised when suddenly I’m pushed firmly against the sink and I feel my dad licking up the cum dripping down my legs and he starts eating my hole sucking the cum out. I’m seeing stars as I’ve never felt anything like it and I don’t hate it exactly. He slaps my ass a few times while telling me to push out the cum and he sucks it up. After a minute or two I feel his softening dick pressed against my ass and he pulls my hair so my head leans back. He places his mouth against mine and I instinctively start to kiss but he just lets all the cum in his mouth run into mine and it happens so fast I don’t have time to think. He than demands, “Swallow.” And I do without a second thought. “Now you can shower boy, you’ve earned it.” He says with one final slap to my ass. We showered and climbed into bed, we slept on opposite sides of the bed but in the morning I woke up face down with dad on top grinding his dick into my crack. “Goodmorning son, shall we greet the day with some father son bonding?” He says starting to slide into my hole. “Dad I’m not gay!” as I don’t know why I enjoyed last night but I don’t think we should repeat it. “Not gay? You came while I was fucking you! You can keep this roleplay up if you want but I’m fucking you either way.” And he starts pumping furiously until he unloads in my hole, using me like a cheap whore for a quick morning load . “Alright I gotta get dressed and head to work, be a good boy today and serve your teammates as well as you did daddy!” He kisses me on the forehead and hoped in the shower. Just then I got a text from Zach, he had another package for me. Fucking hell. This time I went outside in a robe but I found Zach waiting for me instead of just a package. “Let’s go inside!” He led me up to my room and closed the door. “Get naked and bend over the bed, I’m gonna use you before I give you my next gift. I don’t even know how to fight him anymore I just give in to his commands. He starts rubbing his dick on my hole when a little bit of cum leaks out. “What’s this? Surely this isn’t leftovers from last night?” I didn’t respond. He spanked my ass hard, “Answer me faggot!” “No it’s not leftovers!” “Then where did this cum come from? Are you being a little slut for one of your neighbors?” I didn’t want to tell him it was my dads cum! “Yessir it’s from a neighbor who saw me retrieving one of your packages.” “Good slut, I like a hole ready to use.” He fucks my pre-lubed hole with no mercy. My hole making nasty sounds as he churns out my dads fresh load. Until finally he grunted and buried himself balls deep, marinating my inside with his familiar load. “Stay like that” so I stay leaning over my bed with my ass sticking out. “Now for your gift,” Zach pulls out a massive dildo. “You’re going to keep this in you all day during school.” “DUDE you’re fucking kidding!!” “Do I look like I’m kidding bitch?” “Zach please-“ Just then my brother walked in, “Hey Luke we gotta- WHAT THE FUCK!” We all kind of stared at each other in silence for a second before my brother said, “What are y’all gonna do with that fucking big dick?” Zach replied casually, “Luke wants to keep it in his pussy all day at school.” My brother laughed and said, “I knew you were a fucking faggot Luke, but Zach I didn’t figure you as the type?” “Nah man I’m just helping out a friend.” I felt frozen I didn’t want to say anything to piss Zach off but I didn’t want my brother to hear me being Zach’s bitch. “Well carry on but we’re running late Luke we gotta leave soon!” “You go ahead I’ll make sure he gets to school,” says Zach. “Alright later!” And my brother leaves. “Now where were we,” said Zach.

Part 12 The pain that instantly took over everything I was now became the only focus I was capable of. It was as if the world had disappeared and all that surrounded me was nothing but a blinding horrific pain filled blackness. No sounds, no smells....nothing but the unmerciful increase of the pain and silent darkness of my mind. So, I thought to myself, this is how it feels to die. After I don't know how long, I was vaguely aware of hearing voices. They sounded far away and I couldn't make out any words but it was something my mind struggled to hold onto, to pull me out of the blackness. But even as I began to hear the voices grow louder and began to feel a warm breeze touching my skin, my growing alertness also brought the intense unbearable pain into sharp and undeniable reality. I tried to scream, to make words, but I couldn't. I didn't want to but I opened my eyes and cried out at the unexpected brightness of the sun-filled afternoon. “Hey there daddy,” I heard a voice say. “I'm glad you're back with us. Just in time to feel me shove the last inch of my cock into your tight cheating married ass!” Then I felt a powerful thrust against my body and finally found my voice. “No!! Don't, please!! What's going on?!! Please, oh please make it stop hurting!” I was sobbing and trying to understand what was happening. “Look at me, daddy,” I heard the same voice say, in a commanding tone that I knew I had to obey. I looked towards the voice, my vision beginning to clear and I saw my naked body stretched out, legs spread wide, and between my legs a naked sweat-covered handsome young man grinning at me lustfully. “Drew,” I whispered hoarsely as I recognized him and images of today began moving into my drug-fogged mind. His smile widened. “Yeah daddy, it's me. Drew. Your son. Remember all the fun we've been having?” As he spoke I felt more pain, a newer kind of pain as if my insides were being pulled out. “Oh fuck! That hurts! Why? What?! No, no, my son is Jeremy. Not Drew.” The pieces still hadn't all fallen into place yet in my head and I was confused. The pain was making it hard to concentrate. I saw a look of surprise briefly cross Drew's face. “Jeremy? Jeremy's your son?” “Yes,” I answered wondering why he asked that. Before I could say more though Drew spoke again. “But today I'm your son, daddy. Drew. Your own son. The one you wanted to fuck you. That you begged to fuck your cheating married ass and take your virginity. Remember, daddy? Remember sucking in the fuck smoke then begging for my cock? Your son's cock in your cherry hole?” As he said this I felt a movement inside me as he slid balls deep into me again. And I remembered. I remembered everything. I moaned, dimly aware of three things almost all at the same time: (1) I felt Drew begin moving his cock in and out of my ass; (2) I felt a pulsing in my own cock; and (3) I realized the pain, although it was still terrific, was not as bad as just a few moments before. “Mmmmm,” I sighed. “Oh fuck yes I remember. But it hurts too much. I can't take it. Please, please pull out of me.” Drew, his gaze fixed on me, ran his hands up my thighs, over my abs and stopped at my pecs even as his in-and-out movements continued. He took both of my nips between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and pulled on them. I moaned and arched my back enjoying the sensation on my nips and for a short moment almost forgetting the pain of his cock inside me. “I know how good it feels to have your nips played with,” I heard Drew whisper softly as I lay there with my eyes closed feeling myself getting turned on. “I like making you feel good, daddy. And I can make you feel really good with my cock. I promise. Don't make me stop daddy. Let me fuck you some more and show you. Let your son 's cock make you feel good, daddy. Okay?” His fingers on my nips, his seductive voice, his promise to make me feel good all worked together to weaken my resistance. And as I tried to think more clearly I couldn't deny that the pain that had wracked my body and my mind when he first put his cock in me had now become more uncomfortable instead of unbearable. Apparently Drew took my silence to mean I didn't want him to fuck me more because I heard him say, “I think you need some help to persuade you, daddy.” I opened my eyes to see him looking at me. “And we have the help you need. Ryan, let our Daddy Justin have some more smoke. He gets so naughty when he does.” Drew had hardly finished when I saw a hand holding the glass pipe move it to my lips and lighting a flame under the packed bowl. “That's it stud. Suck in that fuck smoke and get nasty with us.” I looked up and saw Ryan's face smiling at me as I inhaled the swirling smoke. “Yeah man,” he said. “Get all the fuck smoke you can. Then enjoy getting fucked.” As soon as I started sucking on the pipe my eagerness for more hot raw sex quickly grew. As I started on my second hit Drew began moving his hips faster, sliding his hard bare cock in and out of my hole in a perfect rhythm. I was feeling more and more pleasure, the earlier pain becoming a distant memory. I blew out my second cloud and looked into Drew's dark eyes. I moved my legs up and wrapped them around his waist. “Oh hell baby! That feels so good. Your cock feels so damn good inside me! Fuck me son! Fuck your dad and give me your cum!” Drew's grinned hungrily at me. “You fucking got it daddy! Your son is going to fucking knock you up! Hold on stud!” (to be continued)

I cruise regularly at the video stores in my area. Over the years, I have never run into someone I know until recently. About a month ago, I was at one of the video stores. The store only has a few open theater rooms and no booths. It was late morning and the store was not busy. There were only 2-3 people. Shortly after I entered, I went into one of the rooms and at the entrance I saw someone was jerking right next to the video control panel on the wall. First I only saw a cock and slowly moved closer. Without making eye contact, the guy signaled me to play with his cock. As soon as I lifted my head and made eye contact, I saw my neighbor. He took another quick peek on me and I think he saw me too. I quickly backed away and moved to a different room. After a while, I moved around and didn't see him anymore. He probably left quickly after our unexpected encounter. Since then, i have tried to avoid him but we have spoken a few times and pretended nothing had happened. Although our interaction has not been really awkward, I could imagine that it would be more difficult for him than me. I am gay cruising guys at a video store and my neighbor is married with a woman and has kids. He is supposedly to be "straight". I am out to neighbors and they are all very friendly. We regularly socialize at gatherings. Our encounter reminded me of seeing the same neighbor last year at another video store but I was not 100% sure. That video store is very dark with gloryhole booths. My neighbor was there before I got to the store shortly. As I was adjusting my eyes for the darkness at a corner after I just entered, I briefly saw someone resembled him leaving the arcade. Last week, I was at the same video store again. I was there first. After not too long, he came in and walked past by me. This time I could see him clearly. I think he didn't see me because his eyes had not adjusted to the darkness of the arcade. As soon as he walked past me and all the way to the back, I went into a booth trying to avoid him. A few minutes later, I came out of the booth and did a quick survey. I didn't spot my neighbor. Because it was not busy at all and two adjacent booths were occupied, I knew he was in one of the booths. Through the door crack, I saw his back and he was being sucked by a guy through a gloryhole on the other side of a booth. After some sucking, he signaled the guy to join him in the same booth. The guy quickly came out of his booth and joined him. I went to the vacant booth and watched the guy on his knees sucking my neighbor's cock. All I could see was my neighbor's hairy ass through GH. A few minutes later, they were pulling up their pants and I thought they were done and ready to leave the booth. I remained in the booth so I wouldn't run into him when he left the store. To my surprise, my neighbor came back to the same booth a few moments later. The booth where I was in was dark because the video system was not working (see photo). I could see him clearly through the hole but he could not. After he returned, he dropped his pants and started stroking his thick fat cock as I watched through the hole. It is the cock I remembered seeing at the other store. As I watched, I was really hesitant whether I should motion him for his cock but I just could not resist. As soon as I stroked my finger across the hole, he promptly stuck his meaty cock for me. I grabbed his cock and gave a few gentle strokes, then I started sucking. Every time I deepthroated him, he would push his cock more into my throat. After some sucking, he started fucking my mouth. I always take it as a cue that it is time for me to present my ass. During my oral service, I had lubed up my hole with spit so I was ready. I grabbed his cock and put it into my ass. He just started fucking me until he shot a hot load in me and I could feel his cock pulsating. Needless to say, I was completely in disbelief but satisfied at the same time. My "straight" neighbor just bred me through a gloryhole and he didn't know it was me. This is one of the hottest encounters I had and I can't stop thinking about it. It is really weird for me to think about how he had sex with his wife and his load had made kids. I know his wife and kids and he had bred me!! I guess this is the reason why I prefer anon sex with blindfolds - only cock and ass without any stories attached to them. Now I am pretty sure that he frequents video stores and cruises for gay sex. My encounters with him tell me that he was not selective about who sucks his cock and who he breeds. He simply wants to enjoy a moment of m/m sex and gets off. As much as I enjoyed his cock very much, I really hope that we don't run into each other again. He is a cool neighbor, a loving father and a devoted husband. He deserved to be free for being who he is briefly when he is cruising and not to be paranoid about being seen by me. Maybe his wife knows that he likes to have sex with guys? I probably will never know. Thank goodness for this forum. Otherwise, I would have no place to let this out and had to take this to my grave.

Laying there, wrists and ankles cuffed, ball gag in my mouth, I couldn't decide if I was excited or confused. The scorpion tattoo told me that Ryan was Poz... and the head of his cock was slowly entering my tight hole. He looked at me and said "you said you would do anything boy" and I looked into his eyes and slowly nodded, unable to speak. With that, his full weight full onto me and his huge cock broke through my tight ass and plunged deep and hard. Through the ball gag I tried to scream! tears sprung to my eyes and he lay buried deep inside me... 'you'll get used to it boy... or you won't... I don't care" and with that he pulled almost out again and then dropped his weight again onto me and plunged his cock as far as it would go, balls to my ass cheeks. I only know I continued to struggle scream into the ball gag as he plunged back in and pulled back out so many times I lost count. His eyes that were so kind and loving were full of evil. and it went on and on. With my wrists and ankles shackled together, I could only try to roll and moan which only seemed to get him harder. 9 inches of big thick cock plunging hard and deep into my hole, stretching me out, making me almost pass out. AFter what seemed like hours - Ryan started to gather speed and pound even harder if that is possible, until finally, he wrapped both hands around my throat and started to choke me as he yelled out "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, take it boy, take it boy" and I almost felt like I could feel his cock explode inside me, coating my guts with his seed. tears rolling out of the corners of my eyes. He finally pulled out and took the ball gag off. "Well boy, you said you would do anything...right" But that tattoo, that tattoo was the first thing I said... it means.... it means... Yes he said. It means I'm poz and so will you. You said you wanted to be my boy and you would do anything for me. I gasped, tears still in my eyes, and my wrists and ankles still shackled together... but I didn't know.... Ryan looked at me - you didn't know? You are a college educated grown ass man. You know exactly what you want, what you are doing and now you are about to know what it means to be owned. I looked at him. What? I don't understand? You will boy. And with that he put the ball gag back in my mouth, then wrapped a bandana around that to muffle any sound that might come out. And since he was so much bigger, it was easy for him to lift me up and take me out of the tent and into the smaller one that he had set up next to ours. It was just a two man tent and I noticed there were just a few blankets on the floor of the tent. He laid me on it, on my back, ankles and wrists still shackled. Leaving me laying there with his cum dripping out of my bloody hole. He had made a time out of really pounding and breeding me open. Ryan leaned in towards my ear and whispered... "Now boy, I like to fuck and breed, but I really get off on hearing you moan and grown when others are abusing the fuck out of your hole and there is nothing you can do... but don't worry, I'll save you in the morning". And with that he left me there. I could hear him out by the fire, open up a new beer and through some logs on the fire. It didn't take long before our neighbors stopped by . Ryan said "hello guys, what's up?" Their response - "Damn, we heard you going to town on your boy - that was so hot!" Ryan then said "you think so? he's a tight assed 22 year old and really needs some experience getting broken in... it's his fantasy and I promised him I would help. Why don't the two of you go into his tent and help him make his fantasy come true?" "Dont be afraid to be rough - he told me the rougher the better". Damn, you serious they said - and with that I heard the tent screen push away.

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Sometimes a close neighbor is good. I met a neighbor on sniffies both of us married and kids. It was weird at 1st but we are adults about it and he is cool. I give him a wave when I drive past his house and he is outside. Its our little secret. Luckily he is a top and I'm a bottom so good match. If we are on sniffies we will hookup. No texting or calling to keeps things private. We have played a few times together. I saw him at the supermarket once with his wife and I was with mine and we both acted normal.

I have no interest in football but my Dad was a fanatical Manchester City fan (being a true Mancunian supporting United was unthinkable!) He used to drag me to matches as a kid. Once, when I was about 9, he somehow got a pass to go behind the scenes after a match. It was back in the days when players had communal baths. I didn’t know I was gay before I went in but after seeing 11 professional football players naked in a bath, I sure as hell knew when I came out.

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I always stay to the end. Most times I have had the most fun on a quieter night when the small group are usually not the 'posers' and are looking for fun, and do not have non-existent standards. Also, It is just good to wander around and survey the menu. Like going to a slow film or play, why spend the money and not stay to the end of the show. It could have a surprise (happy) ending!

There was a documentary about this here in the UK a few weeks ago, but told from the perspective of guys who were so well endowed it causes them problems. One guy told of an incident where he lost out on a job because his cock was so big in his trousers the interviewers believed he was behaving inappropriately. I’ve told the story on here before of meeting a lovely Jamaican guy in London years ago who was stunning. But he told me he struggled to find sexual partners because many were scared off by his size. I must admit, I did a double take but I wasn’t scared off. And I certainly didn’t run! But being serious, I appreciate it can be an issue for both parties. However, as others has said, with patience and understanding on both sides, great things can be achieved.

I had what may have been the best cocksucking experience of my life yesterday. Guy hit me up on Grindr. Profile was practically blank. He wanted me to get him off with only my mouth, no hands. I didn't know what he looked like or anything, but I headed over. Turns out he's a hot skinny early 30s guy, confident. The first thing he said when I walked in was, "Are you ready to suck?" He laid down on his couch and closed his eyes. His cock was impressive already at totally flaccid. Taking orders, I only used my mouth to aroused him. Soon it was growing - a mouthful! He then started coaching me on how he wanted to be sucked. He knew exactly what he wanted and wasn't afraid to tell. He wasn't bossy but it was clear he was in charge. About five minutes later, I was rewarded with a delicious big load, which I swallowed entirely. I assumed he would want me to stop (since most guys are super sensitive after they cum), but when I pulled off his cock, he said "You're not done. Keep sucking me slowly." I did as told for several minutes as he continued to moan. His cock went slowly returned to the flaccid state it was in when it first entered my mouth. I hope I get another chance to service him soon.

Prequel to Chapter 10: Layout of Ronald's Demon Dungeon. Opposite the bottom of the steps leading into the basement / demon dungeon is a an old burgundy red armchair. The wall to the right of the steps is brick. To the left of the steps the rest of room is out of sight from the door at the top of the steps on the ground floor where Nate is patiently waiting. The wall that the old burgundy red armchair is against is a mirrored wall floor to ceiling and end to end with an altar in the middle section where there is an array of black candles in gothic candle holders, goat skulls, plus a very small wooden table with a thick and very ancient looking book on it. The opposite wall again is mirrored floor to ceiling and end to end with a black rubber covered mattress in the middle section to the wall. Either side to the mattress is again more black candles in gothic candle holders and more goat skulls. The far back wall (opposite to the brick wall by the steps) is a big in use fireplace with a large flat TV stuck to the wall high up. To the right of the fireplace is a steel seated examination table complete with stirrups and armrests that have leather straps as to be able to restrain by the ankles and wrists. To the left of the fireplace is a leather sling with chains. To the left of the sling is a wooden box with all kinds of bits and pieces in it, dildos, gas masks, etc. The floor throughout is a black marble with a large red reverse pentagram bang in the centre of the floor. What has Nate gotten himself into? 😈

Here's a new story I'm just starting on. I hope all you hot horny studs like it! “She Doesn't Need to Know” Part 1 As I peddled my bike faster, bringing me closer to the little park in our community, my mind was going in a number of different directions. What am I doing, I asked myself more than once? My wife is back at home with both of our children. That's where I should be. Yet I was being drawn like a magnet toward the park. The place where my life had changed just a week ago. I've always been athletic and taken care of my body. Standing 6” tall, weighing in at 180 pounds, my body was solid and toned. My hair was blond, with green eyes and a thin covering of blond hair on my pecs and abs. I had been approached by lots of women over the years but had never entertained the thought of cheating on her. I loved her and she was the only one I'd ever been with. We married right out of high school, both of us eighteen, and there were no regrets. Within 4 years of getting married we had a boy and a girl, and they were perfect as far as I was concerned. My family meant everything to me. I was 40 and on top of the world. At least until last week, I thought, as I felt my thick 8” cock begin throbbing inside my bicycle shorts as the memories took over. I had begun taking a weekly bike ride after work and was usually gone an hour to an hour and a half. Last week, for some reason I decided to ride through the park. It was laid out very nice and it was a pleasant place to be while getting exercised. I stopped at a water fountain inside the park and took a good long drink. As I raised my head, I saw him. A lean almost skinny shirtless young man. His chest was smooth, his sweaty bangs hanging across his forehead and his eyes locked on me. Something inside me stirred but I didn't know what it was but couldn't ignore it. He looked to be maybe 21 or 22, just barely older than my son Jeremy. Although he was thin it was obvious his body was hard and toned. Trying to break our stare, without any success, I saw him get off the picnic table he was sitting on and walk in my direction. My heart started beating and I felt a sheen of sweat all over my body. Before I could move he was standing in front of me, smiling at me and running a hand across his smooth chest and hard nips. “Hey man, how's it going? Haven't seen you here before. I'm Drew.” He held out the hand that had just been caressing his slim body and I instinctively shook it and told him my name was Justin. “Nice to meet you, Justin”, he said stepping closer. “Dude you are hot! Your body looks fucking great!” I had never even thought about a guy sexually before but for some reason his words went to my head – or rather heads. I shook my head to clear it and said, “Hey man, thanks, but I'm straight and happily married with 2 kids. I don't go for guys. It's just not my thing.” “That's cool Justin. I was just giving you the compliment you deserve. I'm bi myself and just love hot sex and partying. I bet we'd have some real good fun together. Fun you'll never have with your wife. What do you say, man? Wanna hang out for a while and just see what happens? I promise you'll like it”, he finished with a sly grin as he reached out a hand and ran it over my thighs. I know he felt the shiver run through my body at his touch and his proposition. “Hey man, thanks. You seem like a cool dude, but I...I just can't.” “Is your wife expecting you home soon,” he asked. Without thinking I said no, no particular time. He stepped closer so we were just inches apart. He leaned toward my ear and whispered in a low seductive voice, “C'mon Justin. You know you want to. I promise I won't try anything if you don't want to. But if you've never been with a guy before, how can you know it's not for you?”, he finished licking my ear with the tip of his tongue and rubbing his hand against my now fully hard cock. WTF?! I screamed in my head, but said out loud to him, “Okay. I'm good with just hanging for a bit.” His smile widened making his face the most beautiful thing I'd seen up until then. “Cool! I live just a block away. C'mon. Let's have some fun.” As he started walking off, I followed him, my head in a daze and my cock dripping. Within 10 minutes we were inside his small but tidy 1 bedroom apartment. He told me to make myself comfortable and asked if I wanted something to drink. A water I answered as he headed toward what I figured was the kitchen. When he returned in one hand he had a glass of ice water for me and his other hand held what looked like a glass of coke. He chuckled as if he was reading my mind. “Rum and coke, bro. It relaxes me and sometimes gets me wired up. I can fix you one if you want. Just let me know.” “I'm good with the water” I said taking a big gulp and emptying half the glass. “Cool, man. Drink all you want and whatever you want.” He looked at me intently as I drained the last of the water and grabbed it asking if I wanted a refill. I said yes and in a moment I was taking another deep drink. It tasted so good, but I felt myself getting hot and starting to sweat. But I was feeling a bit more relaxed and asked if he minded if I tool off my shirt. A look I didn't recognize filled his eyes as he smiled and told me to take off whatever I wanted to. “Let me see your hot sweaty dad body.” I didn't know what that meant but still felt a thrill hearing him say the words. I peeled off my tight sweat-soaked shirt and immediately heard Drew say, “Oh fuck dude! What a hot sexy hairy bod! Your wife is one lucky lady.” I chuckled selfconsciously and said I hope she thinks so. Moving so that we were now sitting next to each other on the couch he asked, “Does your wife play with your nips to get you turned on? Most guys I know love having their nips played with and given some attention. Does she do that for you, Justin?” I shook my head “no” before telling him I'd never heard anything about nip play for guys although I loved playing with my wife's tits. Without asking or saying a word Drew reached out his hand and I felt his cool palm rub across both of my nips and back again. “Ah, damn dude! That feels fantastic!” “Yeah, you like me playing with your hard stiff daddy nips doncha Justin? Makes you horny, huh?” “Hornier than I've been in a long time”, I admitted. “What about this?” he asked leaning down and forward and wrapping his wet lips around one of my nips. “Oh gawd! Fuck! I've never felt anything like that before. It feels damn amazing!” “I knew you'd like it daddy,” he said moving his lips and tongue to the other nip. “There's more things I know you'll like if you want me to show you. But only what you want. Tell me to stop anytime and I will.” My cock was harder than I ever remember it being and it and the foggy feeling in my head were both now in control. “Yeah, yeah, sure. That's good. If it's stuff that will feel like this.” “It'll feel even better than this I promise. Hey how about I fix both of us a rum and coke first?” I agreed and as he walked off found myself pulling on my own nips wishing his mouth was on them instead. He was back in a few moments carrying two glasses and a small black leather pouch-like bag in one hand. He handed me my drink and we toasted as we both took big gulps. “I know you're relaxing some man but I can tell you're still uptight. I have something here that will help you relax even more and enjoy yourself.” With that he opened the pouch and pulled out a couple of lighters, a small baggie with chunks of something white in it and a small glass pipe with a rounded bowl on the end and a hole in the top. My head cleared just a little, enough for me to say, “Whoa man! I don't do drugs. No way.” “This isn't like pot or anything like that bro,” he chuckled. “It just helps you to relax and open yourself to the kind of fun we can have together. Let me show you.” He opened the small baggie and transferred some of the white crystal-like pieces into the pipe's bowl then lit a lighter and placed it under the bowl. “See the smoke starting to swirl and grow thicker? It always gets my blood rushing.” I watched as he moved the pipe's stem toward his lips. “Now, when the smoke is going good, you just barely put the stem to your lips and inhale as deep as you can. Hold it in a few seconds then blow it out. It's fucking sweet dude!” And saying that he did exactly what he'd said and I watched strangely turned on as he kept sucking on that smoke filled pipe. Finally he took the pipe from his lips and looking at me blew a thick white cloud of smoke into my face. Instead of being pissed at such a move I strangely found myself excited. He saw it in my face and grinned. “You like seeing me do that?” “Hell yeah”, I said. “I don't know why but it got me hot as hell!” “Wait until you do it yourself. I'll hold the lighter and you just inhale when I tell you, ok?” I nodded, scared but turned on at the same time. Not giving me time to think, Drew placed the loaded pipe at my lips and lit the flame. We watched the smoke build up then he told me to “suck it in daddy. Suck it good”. And I did. I filled my lungs then when he pulled it away I looked at him for direction. “Hold it, hold it. Yeah that's it. Now stud blow a cloud for me!” I exhaled and was enveloped in a cloud even bigger than Drew's. Instantly I felt a rush in my brain, my body and dick. I'd never been this horned in my life! “You want another one daddy?” Drew asked scooting next to me so our legs were touching. “Yes, please,” I panted. “I want more!” Once more he placed the pipe at my lips and lit the flame. While I inhaled this second hit I suddenly felt his fingers pinching and pulling on one of my nips. The sensation made me gasp making me inhale more smoke. Pulling the pipe away he kept his fingers on my nip as I writhed and moaned. At last he told me to exhale and when I did I felt his lips and tongue on my hard nips. Instinctively I grabbed the back of his head to hold his mouth where it felt so good and right. “Oh fuck yeah baby!” I moaned. He looked up at me and smiled. “How you feeling now daddy? You like what we're doing? Am I making you feel good?” “I am feeling awesome! I love it!! Nobody's ever made me feel this good. Please don't stop!” His hand dropped to my bulging crotch and squeezed making me moan louder. “Oh we're not stopping yet, daddy. Not by a fucking long shot!” **Let me know what you think men. Should I continue Justin's tale?**

My name is Luke, I’m 18, and currently a senior in highschool. I’m 5’11 and pretty well proportioned I’d say, skinny but still slightly muscular. I’d like to get more built and work on my muscle mass but as much as I seem to try and I can’t gain much more. More on that later though, i also have a very attractive face and the trail of broken hearts and pussies to prove it. Now I’m no heartbreaker but I did cheat a couple time and I’ve also been told my dick is too big to handle for the few girls who I could convince to try sucking it. It’s only about 8 & 1/2 inches but it is a good thickness, I’m not super sure what’s the average size cause I’ve only seen bits and pieces of flaccid or hard cock in the locker rooms. I never intentionally grab a peak since that’s kinda gay, but it happens cause eyes wander and that’s only human nature. But I’ve heard that I have a pretty huge cock compared to my classmates, though flaccid we all kinda look the same size so I have to take girls’ word for it. So there is this one guy, a football player named Zach, who rumors say also has big a cock like mine and I’ve been trying to catch him with and accidental hard on just to size up the competition but no luck yet. Anyways, I bring up Zach because there is this cute girl, Penny, who is known to put out and since she just broke things off with Zach I know she’s available and can take my big cock. Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds. Now I’m just sitting in the back of math class for the last few minutes aching for the bell ring so I can go catch myself a new side piece and hopefully get laid. I am a virgin unfortunately but I’m hoping Penny will change that. I grabbed her some stuff as a present, some candy and a soda plus some make up, maybe that’ll help persuade her. Finally after the bell rings I rush to the main hallway on the back of the building cause I know that’s where exits the school usually and today was no different. “Hey Penny,” I said getting her attention and she came up to me. “What’s up Luke?” She replied. I dug her presents out of my bag and handed them to her, “These are all for you.” “For me? Thank you, but what did I do to deserve this?” She asked as I zipped up my back pack and put it on. “Well I was hoping you would meet me at Pep’s for dinner sometime this week?” She flashed me her cute little smile. Pep’s is one our local Pizza restaurants, one of the better ones. “Can I get back to you tomorrow? I have a test I need to study for tomorrow and it’s all I can think about.” She put her hand on my arm as she asked and I immediately started to chub up, thankfully I wore tight boxer briefs today instead of boxers. “No problem cutie -“ She cut me off as she started to walk away, “Sweet, I’ll see you tomorrow then!” And with that she was gone, I watched her butt pressing against her skirt as she walked away. Alright I guess since I have no plans this afternoon I should hit the school gym and see if any of my mates are there. When I get there I see Bradley and Connor, two of my basketball teammates. Bradley is blonde with a medium length hair cut and is slightly taller than me and just as fit but with a slightly larger body mass. Same for Conner except he has short black hair, and we all joke about Connor’s bubble butt. Honestly I don’t think mine is very far off from Connor’s, but he prances it around jokingly sometimes in the locker room cause he clearly likes the attention. Me, Bradley, and Connor do a work out routine with a couple sets until it’s about time to go. I filled them in on me asking out Penny as we walk into the locker room, Bradley playfully smacks my ass, “Atta boy!” He says and Connor replies, “She hasn’t even said yes yet bro don’t get too excited.” We all chuckled and then went to shower and change. Now our locker room has a different area for showering on the north and south end of the room. One leads to an open shower area and the other side has private cubicle showers, and guys tend to use either just depending on how busy or shy they are. I generally use the open showers if we’re showering as a team or only with teammates cause they’ve already seen it all, but when the open showers are even slightly preoccupied I like to use the cubicles. But today it was just us 3 in the showers so we kind of naturally drifted towards to group showers. We washed up, dried off, and changed clothes to head home. “Hey get that pussy tomorrow! Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds” Bradley said as they were starting to leave, “Oh shut up Bradley! You’re not wrong but who are you to talk when you are known to swoop in for the rebound, don’t make me count the number of chicks I’ve been with before you!” “I’m just joking,” Bradley said backing off, “Plus maybe they broke up cause she didn’t want to do it with him?” Bradley suggested. “Don’t get his hopes up dude,” Connor said then turned to me, “Just treat her to a nice night even if she doesn’t put out, maybe she needs another date or two, if she even goes out with you that is.” “I know, I know, I know… I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow.” I finish the conversation and we all head our separate ways home but I can’t stop thinking about Penny’s ass against her skirt. Once I get home I go immediately to my room and lock the door, I sit at my desk chair and pull out my aching member. It’s starting to feel full in my hand as I start to pump, the vain on the side pushing up a bit, and the head starts to enlarge. I grab my balls with my other hand and start to massage them, imagine it was Penny’s tongue. I shoot my load onto my shirt right away. I change shirts and head down stairs to see what’s for dinner. My dad just brought home dinner, perfect timing I just blew a load after working out so I was hungry enough to eat a horse. He told me to find me brother and tell him dinner was here. It’s just my brother, dad, and I, my mom walked out on us when I was young due to a drug addiction. We don’t need her though, we’re a happy little family on our own. I go up to my brothers door, across the hall from mine, and knock on it firmly, then yell “Dad’s home with dinner!” “Come in,” I hear faintly from the other side of the door. I open the door and see my sleepy brother leaning up in bed, must’ve taken a nap after work. His brown head having been styled all messy by his nap, and I could’ve sworn there was a faint outline of a hardon but I wasn’t trying to find out. I didn’t mean to peak, big dicks just run in the family, growing up I’ve seen my brother and dad naked a few times. “Hurry up, we’re not gonna wait for you,” I say turning to leave. “What’s for dinner,” he calls after me. I called back, “Fried chicken,” as I headed back down the stairs to the kitchen where I find my dad. My dad is 39, he and my mom had my brother when they were 18, making my brother now 21. My dad was doing well for a single father, if he was stressed he did a good job of never showing it. He was always caring but he was firm when he wanted to be, me and my brother weren’t always the best but we’ve had to grow up faster since our mom walked out of the picture. Tall, with very short but healthy brown hair, broad shoulders and big arms to compliment them, my dad was a construction worker, or at least something like that. I’ve never really cared for the details, but he’s in the sun all day lifting heavy things so he’s gained a bit of muscle and a tan over the years. He also has a short beard, which he trims often because he says he doesn’t like how it feels when it grows out. After we all eat dinner I help clean up and head back up to my room. I debate about jerking out another load but decide against it and hit the hay. The next day went by as normal by I felt like Penny was avoiding me all day so before the last period i knew I had to track her down in-between periods. When I finally found her she was standing outside in the hall during passing period almost like she was waiting for me. She seemed to be in a good mood and she caught me at a good time cause there’s really no one in this corner of the school except for a few classes. “Hey there,” she said shyly. “Hey there-“ she cut me off again. “Hold out your hand, quick!” I did and she placed her wadded up wet panties in my hand. “So hot,” I said brazenly taking a sniff. “I’d like it if you’d put them in your mouth,” she didn’t have to say another word I shoved them in my mouth and savored the flavor, rolling it around in my mouth. I tucked her panties away and we arranged to meet tonight at Peps. “I’ll see you later, we’re gonna have fun!” Little did I know by we, she didn’t mean me. “Oh…” she said as she then gave me a smile that made me weak in the knees, “and wear those panties tonight, if you don’t I’ll know you’re no fun.” She left abruptly after that leaving me dumbfounded, wear her panties? If I do this for her she must be about to do some freaky shit for me! Later that night I arrived at peps like planned, Penny looking cute as hell in the booth alone. When I joined her she gave me a look and I knew what it meant. I flashed her the waistband on the bright red panties I was wearing under my jeans. Felt weird but kinky, I wasn’t completely hating it. After chatting for a bit she suggests we go for a drive so I take her to one of my favorite make out spots but she claims to know a better place so I follow her lead. When we get there I ask if she wants to move to the back seat and she agrees and moves to get out of the car to go around, I’m moving through the inside of the car when I hear the car door opposite of Pennys’ side open. Then I feel a thump on my head and BLack Out I wake up tied to a tree, my ass is so sore, it feels wet too. So does my face now that I think about it. I quickly break free of the loose ties and quickly make my way home. Lucky my car was left alone but Penny was nowhere to be found. I tried calling her, but she only picked up for a second to say “Thanks for such a great night, wear those panties again tomorrow and I promise you a big surprise!” Then she hung up. I don’t know what else to do but start driving home. On the way home my ass starts leaking through my panties and through my pants. (Yes I’m still wearing them what else am I supposed to do) I get home, take a shower, and jump into bed my mind pondering what my surprise could be. It was a surprise alright. Zach was waiting for me to arrive at school, how could I have expected this. Zach approaches me while we’re still in the parking lot. “Yo shithead,” he says trying to intimidate me, “You’re brave showing your face so soon.” I try to respond “Wha-“ but I’m cut off as Zach shoves me to the ground, by now everyone around is watching but no one is helping. “You’ll be lucky if you ever get laid again.” He says towering above me, some of his friends/goon start to show up during all our commotion. “Dude. For real I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I try to explain. He lowers his voice so only we can hear. “I’ll make it real easy for you to understand. No girl is ever gonna want a panty wearing fag.” Then he looks behind me and says, “Isn’t that right babe?” Penny walks up from somewhere behind me. “Not only that babe, but he already sucked your cum off my panties.” My world stopped. Penny was still with Zach, I had been setup. I had put Zach cum in my mouth. I was wearing the panties just like Penny had asked but I thought it would get me into her pants. Now they all know I’m wearing panties and I’m on the ground trying not to cry as I feel my social life slip away. One of Zach’s close friend, Chris, offered his hand to help me up, I took it reluctantly. When he pulled me up he kept me within earshot to hear him whisper “Meet me in the woods behind the bleachers after school.” I never got the chance to respond because Zach started to talk. Zach said they wouldn’t tell anyone as long as I do what they say. Never clarifying what it is he’s gonna have me doing. After that Zach and his goons kind of all looked at each other for a second confirming they did what they came to do, then they filtered out and towards their first class. Leaving me nothing but a puddle of questions and nerves. Surprisingly the day goes by like normal, until the school day ends and I have to go meet Chris, or who knows what he might say. The second he sees me underneath the bleachers he whips his cock out, wasting no time he says, “Suck my dick you panty wearing fag. And take your shirt and pants off.” I was appalled, “No way in hell!” “Fine then I guess you want me to tell everyone what a-“ “Fuck you,” I cut him off knowing I had no choice here. I stripped to only my panties, feeling slightly vulnerable under the bleachers where anyone could come over and see if it were busy. He pushed me to my knees, “It’s not gonna suck itself.” I slowly moved my face towards it, so meaty and I can smell it now. He picks it up and beats it against my face a few times not letting me recoil away. “Open your mouth,” I obey slowly but surely enough as soon as I’m open wide enough I taste my first dick. “Lick it.” I started to move my tongue up and down the shaft. It slowly slides into my mouth and he starts facefucking me. He’s holing my head on his dick as I’m gagging. After a bit he starts to shoot his load down my throat, but let’s me up for air as he’s still shooting so it lands on my face. He rubs it in with his dick. “What do you say whore?” “Fuck you,” I spat. “Bad whore.” He said in a serious tone. He picked up my shorts and shirt and said, “Good luck without these then!” And took off before I could stop him. “Wait!! What am I supposed to do!?” But he was gone and I was alone with a face covered in cum and the only thing I had on was a red pair on panties. Soon Zach stepped under the bleachers, ‘Fucking hell,’ I think to myself, ‘Fuck this guy.’ “On your knees slut.” I had no choice but to comply. He doesn’t waste a second pulling out his massive dick. “You’re already acting like a good little cum whore aren’t you?” “Dude I just want my clothes-“ SMACK! Instantly I felt pain on my face, he had slapped me. “I said you’re acting like a good little cumdump aren’t you?” I only nodded yes quietly, “Speak up whore!” “I’m a good cumdump,” I utter. “Call me sir, and try again.” So I try again, “I’m a good cumdump sir.” He bouncing his dick on my face for a few minutes. I think he just loves the power he has over me right now. “Open your mouth and close your eyes. I’m not gonna tell you twice.” He demands. His dick now almost fully hard I was scared, the rumors were true. His dick looked easily 9-10 inches. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth while mentally preparing for what was to come. But suddenly my face and mouth were getting hit by load after load. He was cumming!! After a few shots in my mouth at the end he simply said, “Swallow slut.” And started to walk away, I swallowed. Then opened my eyes only to see Chris handing Zach a phone and then throwing my clothes towards me. I gather my clothes and leave my pride, as I try to get to a bathroom as quickly as possible. It was out of my hands from then on, I was powerless and didn’t realize just how much this would change my life.

Yeah........ so many flavors of cum , positions, fetish’s and of course body part names. I will follow the other guys word use because I just want both of us to feel good. That why also try to accommodate his physical wish’s as well. now is it a penis , dick, cock, LOVE SWORD, baby maker, fuck meat, fuck stick, death wand? Personally I don’t care - let’s just do it . We are just animals that want to breed or be bred. We just happen to be men doing it not for procreation but for fun. Some of us are focused on the DNA exchange. Some aren’t. Everybody should just lighten up. We don’t come with a rule book or even an instruction manual. Bottom line : If your not happy take your ball /bat/home plate/mitt and go home. You don’t have to play with him again.

As a very young kid, my well-to-do grandma would take me to the theatre/opera/ballet, most of which I didn't really appreciate enough at the time. One Christmas, Aged 7 or 8, she took me to see The Nutcracker which was a bit of a tradition and at intervial she asked me what I enjoyed most about it... and there was only one thing I really liked, so I told her. The big bulges at the front of the men's tights...

... like animals 😉

A guy I hooked up with (just oral) a couple times over the summer hmu last night a little late. First time we talked in a while and it happened while I was playing with my ass so I was in a super horny mood and I assumed he was too since he texted me. He lives about 20 minutes away and he was surprised I was down to play right then, I think he was trying to set up for the weekend. Anyway.. I was horny as hell so I pretty much devoured him when I went over. He wears tighy whities and I love sucking him while he wears them and I was really into it. He shoots precum loads instead of leaking and I was just swallowing it back to back. I had lube in my ass from earlier but I was still kinda dry at that point so it took a minute to get him in. I was worried he didn't want to breed me since he usually plays safe so I was trying to be quick about it. Once he was in though he was all mine.. a little sad cause he was super passive but it was hot making him cum. And I got back home at a decent time lol

I was getting fucked by this guy and he always used a rubber. I thought it time to feel a cock up my ass and when he started to put on the rubber, I stopped him and he asked if I was sure and I said yes and he fucked me and from then on never asked a guy to wrap up- always offered my ass and if the top wrapped up I let him fuck me but lately that a top is wrapping up is less and less. Of course my gifter never used one and I knew it was poz and he fucked me until I became his son and have never regreated it.

I always had crushes on girls and women and never felt that way about guys. I still don't. I was a horny kid, though. Through a set of circumstances I can't mention here, I found that I loved having things in my hole at age 11. In college, I became good friends with a fellow car guy and he eventually came out to me. I didn't think anything of it as it wasn't any big deal to me. I think that planted a seed in my brain as when I went into a porn store, I picked up some gay porn mags out of curiosity, and found I was very turned on. It wasn't until after college when I was married that I tried sex (with a condom) with another married guy. That started my down low hook ups, in which I eventually dropped the condoms. Both my ex-wife and my current GF know that I like sex with guys on occasion, but not how much! Given my experience as a teen (that I can't mention here), it should have been obvious that I would have liked to have been fucked by guys, but it never entered my thoughts until my friend came out to me. I sure wish it had and wonder what my life would have been like if, like many here, I hooked up with men as a teen.

Chapter 3 The Guy pushed his cock back in the Kid’s mouth and said “ You better get my cock real wet if you know what’s good for you”. The Kid didn’t understand what he meant but knew enough that he wanted to do what he was told to get this over as soon as possible. Even though that by now his mouth was feeling pretty dry he was managing to get a nice wet looking head on the cock. The Guy shoved his cock balls deep n the Kid’s mouth, the Kid gaged on it in response. It wasn’t that this cock was all that big, but the actions caught him off guard. The guy felt this and said “ No better way to get a cock wet than to gage on it “. The guy did this a couple more times and said “ I guess that will have to do, your fault if it isn’t wet enough “. The Kid wasn’t sure what he meant but his next words rang home. He told the Kid “ Drop those pants and bend over, show me that cunt everyone enjoyed the other night ‘. The Kid was shocked. The guy grabbed the Kid and pulled him up and spun him around. He slapped the Kid on the ass and told him to get those pants down unless he wanted him to rip them off him, and then let the Kid figure a way to get out without security cameras seeing his bare ass. The Kid unbuckled his pants and pushed them and his briefs down to the floor. This made him bend over and when he started to straighten back up the guy held him over in the bent position and told the Kid “ Hold those cheeks open, let’s see that little rosebud “. The Kid did as he was told and when he reached back to open his ass cheeks his head bumped into the porcelain urinal. The guy saw this and bent the Kid a little more so that his head was in the urinal. The guy chuckled and said “ Get use to it, this is your life from now on “. The Kid looked down and noticed that the urinal hadn’t been flushed and it had a nasty acidic smell. The guy noticed this also and said “ Here, let me help you “. He reached over and pulled the flush handle and the water began to flush the pee. The problem was that with the Kid’s head in the urinal the water was running over the Kid’s head soaking his hair and face. The guy knew what he was doing and when the Kid let his cheeks go he slapped him on the ass and said “ I said, Hold those open “! The water had stopped and the Kid reached back and spread his cheeks again. He felt the head of the Guy’s cock press against his hole. All the Kid could think is that it had been over three weeks since he had anything in his ass and he was finally tight again and here was this average hard cock trying to get in him, and it was a dry, no lube. He figured that it would not get in. The Guy pushed in and held the Kid’s hips so he couldn’t get away. The sharp pain was intense. It felt like that cock was trying to take his hole inside with it. To the relief of the Kid, the guy pulled back. The guy let a big drop of spit fall onto the head of his cock. Then he grabbed the Kid’s shoulders and pushed hard in the Kid. The cock popped in the Kid’s dry and tight hole. The Kid cold only moan “ No” into the urinal. The guy said “ Yes, take it you little slut ”. The guy stared working his cock I and out of the Kid. He had a strong enough grip on the Kid that he was leaving marks on his shoulders. To the Kid it felt like the cock was pulling his hole inside out on the strokes. As the guy pumped more up the Kid there was a little slipperiness staring. The Kid wasn’t sure where it was coming from. He remembered how much the guy produced precum and figured it must be that. What the Kid didn’t know was that the Guy had been chewing tobacco and the spit wad was loaded with tobacco juice. The Kids ass looked pretty nasty with that as lube. The Guy stared pumping harder and moved his hands to the kid’s throat. This scared the Kid, and the natural reaction was that he tightened his ass. The guy felt this and said “ Yeah, tighten that cunt, I am going to blow a big load in you “. The cock pistoning in the Kid’s ass was still dry, that was turning out to be a rough dry ass fuck. Any moisture from the spit or other natural lubes was gone now. The guy grabbed the Kid’s hips and pulled him close. He started jabbing his cock up the Kid’s now sore shit chute. He wanted the Kid to remember what he was getting and would get in the future. With the jabbing movements of the guy the Kid was hitting his head on the urinal again. The guy pulled the Kid back and held his cock inside the Kid and said “ There you go, take it all. I’m going to knock you up you little cock teasing bitch “. The Kid wasn’t sure who he was talking to at that moment.

I actually haven't seen him online cruising. It is easier for him to get guys offering their mouths and holes at ABS. He is the type that goes into a store and straight to a booth for a mouth and hole. Get off and leave. My favorite type of ABS goers. Thanks for your advice. Ongoing would be nice. For now, I think it is best to leave things the way they are now.

For me it was sitting waiting for a train when i was about 17. This older guy was down the other end of the station and i could really sense his presence. He was cruising me; i just didn’t know the rules. He slowly got closer and closer, eventually sitting on the same bench as me. i was tingling all over, so nervous and turned on that i could barely breathe. Nothing happened. My train came and i got on, but i knew then that there was not way i’d be able to suppress my same-sex attraction . It was only a matter of time.

Watching WWF wresting as a kid. Hulk Hogan but especially Jimmy 'Superfly' Snuka gave me raging hard-ons. Then at age 15 I discovered cruisy toilets at the department stores. One had a glory hole.

The first time I did anything sexual with another man had a lot of lead up. I was on the fence for so long, there was a lot of inner turmoil from years of thinking but never pursuing. There was a Craigslist ad that I answered and the entire drive there was fraught with opposing thoughts. Getting to his front door was nothing but anxiety. Then in his house he pulled down his boxers and there it was... and something in my mind clicked. There was no hesitation. I dropped down and grasped his cock and started licking. When he was hard he told me to strip and I didn't hesitate as he lead me to the bedroom. We didn't fuck at the time, just sucked each other off and played, the fucking was another encounter, but there have been no doubts or hesitation since.

I've never actually had sex with a clerk, but a female clerk did catch me being spit roasted bareback in a booth. For a second I thought she was going to call someone, but she just watched with a smile until they both came inside me. Since I came at about the same time, she did make me lick it up and swallow it. And some other, slightly older cum in the booth.

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

**hey guys thanks for all your comments. glad you're liking it so far. drew is just getting started on justin's seduction.** Part 4 Drew had grabbed my hand and led me from the couch to his bedroom. He had me take a couple more hits of the fuck smoke as he sucked on my neck and nibbled my earlobe. My dick had never been so hard and needing to nut! “That's it, daddy,” he whispered in my ear as I exhaled my second hit. “Take that smoke in and let it help you let go and give in. It always makes me so damn horny. Is it making you horny too, daddy?” I moaned lustfully as I ran my hands down his toned naked sweaty back. “Hell yeah it is! Making me hornier than I've ever been.” Drew ran his tongue lightly over my lips and pulled his face back looking into my eyes. “Horny enough to want to fuck me, Justin? Horny enough to slide your hard cheating married cock into my boyhole and fuck me til you cum?” “Yes! Oh yes please!” I begged, having silenced the voices in my mind telling me earlier I couldn't do this. At this moment all I wanted was to give this hot young seductive stud what he wanted from me – my hard cock and cum. Drew had grinned with a look of hunger in his eyes and pushed me back onto his bed so I was flat on my back with my rigid throbbing boner swaying in the air. He got on the bed and straddled my waist lighting the pipe once again. Taking a huge hit he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, using his tongue to coax my lips to open, and then blew the smoke into my mouth. Surprised by this I instinctively inhaled drawing more of the white smoke into my brain and blood. Suddenly we were making out, our tongues exploring each other's mouth, moaning into each other. As we continued deep kissing I was only slightly aware of Drew's hand reaching behind him and taking hold of my cock. He stroked it slowly up and down a few times before breaking our kiss. He rose up just barely from my hips and moved barely backward and I felt my dripping cockhead touch the heat of his eager hole. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck your hard raw cock inside me and fuck the hell out of your boy's ass! Please fuck me!!” Saying that he pushed back and down and I felt a warmth and wetness I'd never known envelope my cockhead and a couple inches of the shaft. We both moaned loudly as I moved deeper inside his body, his ass almost pulling me in. “Oh fuck!” I cried out. “Oh my gawd your ass feels so good, so wet!” Drew ran his hands across my sweating chest as we both felt my balls rest against his ass cheeks. “And your dick feels fucking amazing daddy! So hard and thick. Filling me up.” He rubbed my stiff pointed nips and I arched my back in response nudging my cockhead further into his chute. “Oh yeah! Give it all to me daddy! You like my ass around your cock, Justin? Is it better than fucking pussy?” “So much better baby! So tight and sweet. I can't believe how great your ass feels!” Drew leaned down and gave me a brief kiss then raised back up running his hands over his smooth body looking intently at me. “Then let's fuck daddy!” he growled as he raised up off my cock until just the head rested inside, then slammed down on the full length of my shaft. And with that Drew began fucking himself on my cock, eventually rolling onto his back so I could slam deep and hard into his hole. Over the next hour-plus he showed me sexual pleasures I could not have imagined before meeting him. As I told him I was about to cum inside him for the 3rd time he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around me and answered, “Hell yes daddy! Give me another hot thick load of your married cum! You want to breed me again with your cheating horny cock don't you daddy? Tell me how hot it is giving your cock and cum to someone besides your wife!” I pounded harder into him, my rhythm all but disappearing. “Yes, yes it is fucking hot and so damn good boy! Here it cums baby! Take my married cum again in your guts where it belongs!” I thrust forward one more time and unloaded another load in this jock's hole, a load that felt as big as the first one I gave him. Spent and covered in sweat I pulled out of him and lay there for a few minutes. Rousing myself I started getting dressed telling Drew I had to get home. I had been gone way longer than usual and my wife was going to be worried..or pissed. As he walked me to his front door Drew kissed me softly on the lips and softly said, “I hope she won't be mad at you Justin. But even if she is, it was worth it wasn't it?” I nodded and said “Yes” as I heard the door close behind me and I got my bike and headed home. (more soon)

2 years ago I would have reacted with horror and disgust if somebody told me they were turned on by sex between father and son - but then Covid and lock-downs happened and a chain of events were set in motion in our little household that made my world spin out of control! I became a father at 24 when my fiancé at the time told me she was pregnant. The relationship didn’t last - basically because I was more into men than women - and I ended up moving to Copenhagen and she and our son stayed in Jutland. I paid child support and that was about the only connection I had with my son through the years. My ex married another man and he became the de facto father for my son. Fast forward to 2019 - my son, who was now 19, was supposed to start studies at Copenhagen university and finding a place to live in Copenhagen for a student with close to no income proved impossible. My ex contacted me and asked if I had a spare room and as I live in a rather large house in the suburbs of Copenhagen this was definitely an option. In the end my son reached out to me and everything was settled and he moved in by the end of the summer of 2019. He is a really good looking guy - muscular, strawberry blond hair, blue eyes and a very nice and friendly disposition. I myself am not too bad looking either and pride myself on staying in good shape etc. From the beginning I was very honest with him about the reason why I left his mother and why we agreed that growing up with her would probably be the best solution for all. He was fine with everything and didn’t hold any grudges so right from the onset all was fine. We settled into a daily routine - I going to work and attending to the chores around the house, he attending his studies at university, I did the shopping and if he was home for dinner we would prepare something together. He would be hanging out with his friends from university and I would hang out with my friends so we got along really well. I have to admit there were occasions where I couldn’t help noticing how incredibly sexy he looks and that would also make my trousers feel a little tight in the front! But I quickly stopped myself and reminded myself that he is my biological son for crying out load!! The Corona hid in March 2020 and Denmark basically closed down overnight and he and I were suddenly confined to the house 24/7. Again we found a good routine with regard to my work and his studies - and since both he and I had been regulars at the local gym we also started to come up with some exercises and workout routines that we could do in our home. We would normally get up around 6-6.30 and start out with our exercises, then jump in the shower, eat breakfast and be ready for work and studies around 8 o’clock. The exercises would take place in the dining room where there is a lot of open floor space and we quickly started helping each other during various repetitions and routines due to the lack of gym equipment. As we started the days with exercising right after having jumped out of bed, we would both be in our underwear and nothing else and I very soon became painfully aware of the effect his young body had on me. To sit real close to him, smelling the scent of young male coming off of his body. Seing the sweat form patches between his legs and above his ass crack, the scent from his armpits … I was completely turned on! And was horrified by the fact! And of course he noticed my discomfort - and quickly guessed the reason. And he turned out to be much more relaxed about it than me. One morning, three weeks into the lockdown, we were on the floor in the dining room in our underwear when he suggested we try a new routine. Basically either he og I should lie flat on the floor on our backs and the other would then place his knees on the shoulders on the one lying down. The one lying down should then raise his legs into upright position only using his abs and thigh muscles. And he wanted me to go first which I agreed to without really realizing what this routine would mean in terms of proximity. I got down on my back and suddenly he crouched down at my head placing his knees on my shoulders thereby placing my face right between his thighs and I could clearly feel his packages touching the top of my head. When I started lifting my legs he would raise himself slightly as if to make sure I couldn’t move my upper body off the floor. But this movement meant that his package and crotch were now placed squarely over and partly on my face - and I’m pretty sure no straight gym buddies have ever done this routine!! The scent from his crotch was intoxicating and the view and feel of his package as it graced lightly against my nose and mouth, just separated by the fabric of his underwear, was too much for me and I began getting hard. Which obviously made me panic completely. I tried to get up but he had anticipated this and in one fluid, quick move he dove down over my upperbody, slid his hands under the waistband of my underwear and pushed them down releasing my cock which sprang up and slapped back against my stomach. The next I felt was his warm mouth engulfing my cockhead and by then I was too far gone to care about anything. I pushed him sideways until we were in the 69 position and ripped off his underwear revealing his rockhard cock and tight, full balls and I just went to town. We sucked each other like madmen and soon - within seconds of each other - we shot our loads into each other’s mouths. Afterwards we lay exhausted next to each other but eventually I sat up and looked down on my beautiful son who had drops of my cum down his chin. He smiled broadly up at me and said 'You probably have a trillion things to say about how wrong this is but I have never been so turned on before in my life and by the look of things neither have you and since nobody can get pregnant why don't we just go for round two?' and with that he pulled med down on top of him and started kissing me with a fire and passion that got me going in no time. It marked the beginning of a fantastic relationship that is still ongoing. Both he and I know this is completely wrong but for now we just enjoy each other in all ways possible and then we just wait and see what lies ahead. My son has always been into older men and as we were never together when he grew up he doesn’t see me as his father but more as a mature man he can have sex with in safe surroundings and experiment with. I’ve always had a healthy appetite for sex so sharing my house with a horny young man who gets an erection if a door slams too hard is a dream.

PART TWO Kate & James never ended up getting back to David's place after the Mardi Gras. That was probably for the best though as David & myself were up until the early hours fucking, or to be more precise, he was fucking me until the early hours. His stamina was incredible as within minutes of cumming inside my arse, he was ready to go again and we were in a different position each time. I did feel a bit of shame in that my favourite position was face down into the pillow, arse high up in the air so he could really pound me. Waking up, I did feel a bit embarrassed and guilty that I'd been so slutty and taken such advantage of David. The bedroom and sheets reeked of sex and cum and I also noticed some specks of blood too on my arse as I started to get dressed & head out to face the music with him. He was in the kitchen eating as I came out of the bedroom. "Hey, there he is!" he said with a smile. "How've you pulled up after last night?" I blushed, "Pretty sore head to be honest with you." "And the rest of you?" "Yeah the rest of me's pretty sore too. I'm really sorry about last night, I got you to do some things that you probably didn't want to do. If you could keep it between us though, it'd be greatly appreciated." "Don't be mate, I had a great time, and you seemed to too. I just hope you gained some appreciation on how the other half live!" "I did yeah, did you need a hand with the sheets or anything before I leave?" "Well that's the thing...I woke up today feeling a little off and took a Rapid Antigen Test and it looks like I've tested positive for COVID. You'll be staying here for the next week I'm afraid." My heart sank, what I did with David was embarrassing enough but having to stay with him for an extra week? After last night there was a good chance I'd end up with it too. Then there was all of the clothes stuff, we were only going to stay the night so I had nothing with me & he was much taller than I was. "Did you want a shower? I can put your clothes in the washing & they can get dry today so you'll be OK there. It's such a beautiful day I was just gonna take it easy and do some sunbaking today, you can join me if you want. As you know I don't have much in the way in underwear but I can sort something out for you. I'll grab you something to drink that'll help clear the cobwebs too." "I'd really appreciate that David, I guess just leave it in the spare room where I'll leave my clothes?" "Done!" he said smiling, and grabbed me a towel. As I showered, I gingerly felt my arsehole and inspecting my fingers, could see there was some more blood there which I guess was a result of David taking my virginity. After I did so, I let out a fart and could feel something running down the back of my leg, scooping some up it was quite obviously cum. I finished showering and dried myself off and went back to the spare bedroom to put some clothes on. All I could see was a yellow thong and a glass next to a jug full of something that smelled terrible. I thought it best to call Kate & let her know that I'd be in quarantine with David for the week but all I got was her Messagebank. I left a message and coming out of the bathroom I heard a voice say "All done? I'm out here!" and followed the voice to the balcony. Walking out there, I saw two banana lounges and on one of them, David completely naked aside from a pair of sunglasses and a massive piercing on the end of his dick, his body glistening with oil. "Nothing like a bit of sunshine to improve your mood!" he said smiling. I think he could tell how shocked I was he was naked, "It's OK mate no-one can see. That thong looks great on you too!" "Oh...um...thanks." I blushed as I stepped over his banana lounge to lie down on the one laid out for me. "Now that stuff might taste terrible but trust me, a couple of glasses of that & you'll be flying in no time!" as he half-filled the glass "But what you need to do is drink it in one big gulp, alright?" It smelled horrible as I raised it to my lips and I knew it wouldn't taste much better. I downed it as quickly as I could, and he laughed when he saw my reaction. "Don't worry mate, you'll get the hang of it. There's a glass of water there to use a chaser too, but another full glass worth should do the trick." He said as he filled the glass. "Did you need some?" I asked him as I quickly downed the glass of water to get the taste out of my mouth. "No need mate, give it a few minutes to settle and then drink that next glass as quick as you can." We were making idle chat about how beautiful the weather was when he nodded over to the glass. "Medicine time boy!" I wasn't looking forward to it but could see the smile on his face as I drank it all. "Good boy!" he said as I quickly downed more of the water to take out the taste. There was no question I was feeling much better, but all that drinking meant I had to use the toilet, and fast. I must've got up too quick as my head was spinning as I went to & from the bathroom, it was such a weird feeling, I couldn't help but giggle as I went to return to my lounge. My balance failed me though as I went to step over David and tripped and landed right on his lap. "Well, this is unfortunate." he said smiling up at me, I could feel his cock hardening under me, I could feel the metal against his bare skin. "I never knew you had a piercing there!" I replied, I was feeling so good, my whole body was warm and not from the sunshine. "You never asked and by the way, you've got a girlfriend remember?" I started rubbing my arse up and down on his dick, only the thong's thin layer of fabric between his dick and my hole. "And you've got a boyfriend remember?" "And you're straight remember?" he replied, and with that, pulled my face down to meet his and we started kissing hot & hard like we had last night. It was just as good as I could (sorta) remember. Kissing this guy just felt right to me and he knew how to push all of my buttons and we laid side by side, rubbing each other and kissing for what must've been a couple of hours. END OF PART TWO

Hell yea, I'd love to take both of them on too!

totally fukkin hot. when I learned that my best mate was regularly having sex (being fucked) with his dad I begged to join in. They agreed and my first time with his dad was just him and me - he was naked and undressed me. He got me to stroke his cock and when he was hard he made me suck it and swallow his load. man I was in heaven. Soon all 3 of us were regularly sucking and fucking. I loved sucking Dad's cock with my buddy. One of us would take his shaft in his mouth while the other sucked on his balls. Best though was when me and my buddy would lie on our bellies side by side and Daddy would mount and fuck one of us. I loved watching him fuck his son first while I waited my turn - then I knew he was gunna fuck his seed up my ass.

when I first started getting fucked, the boys fucking me didn't even think about condoms so I didn't start using them ever. when I got to high school and started getting fucked by men they almost never mentioned condoms so I never asked any of them to wear one. I never really specifically thought of myself as a barebacker until later grade 9 when I was trained to NEVER ask a top to wear a condom and if anyone asks always tell them I take it bareback and later became I ONLY take it bareback. I had boyfriends who would actually tell the men who wanted to fuck me that I was allergic to latex. so whenever I was allowed to see or touch the tops cock before he slides it into me I was told to check for a condom. lots of sluts do that to make sure the guy IS wearing a condom, but I was trained to check and make sure the man fucking me ISN'T wearing a condom. I am a fucktoy and a cumdumpster. it doesn't make any sense for me to ask men to wear a condom. I was born to take ALL LOADS from ANYONE, ANYWHERE, from any number of males. guys basically use my body to jerk themselves off.

I'm a faggot who can only ever have an open relationship. I like cock too much to give my ass to one man!

This slut can only commit if it’s an open relationship also. I have had one guy(who I’m crazy for) wanted a committed relationship but exclusive. I know myself well enough that me being with one person just ain’t going to happen. My ideal person is one that could be excited about my being the slut I am and work with and help me be the slut. Encourage me to put my pussy out there for others to use. When I find that person, I will be committed.

I'm in a relationship, he was the first one I had BB sex without feeling guilty or bad, he showed me how to be bottom and how to enjoy giving and taking loads. This weekend we are going to have a full RAW orgy taking loads and giving as much of them without any bad feeling but pleasure!!! I'm on PrEP, I get turned on by watching him have sex with someone else and he is just like that with me!!! BB + PrEP was the best choice ever!!!

Young John shoots some liquid in my butt. It's cold and, very quickly, I definitely feel different that I did with the mule kick in the head of the T. I'm spinning but what's left of me wants John in me. He's busy slamming Young John in his dick. He's holding onto the kids shaft and pumps the whole vial in him. The kids was leaning next to the bed, suddenly he flops back disappearing under the sling hanging over the bed. I hear him under me moaning fuck, fuck, fuck. "You're okay, kiddo," soothes John. As I hear the kid flopping about underneath me I watch as well as I can Old John shooting up. He's found a vein on his forearm and unloads, starting to breath very rapidly when he pulls the needle out of his arm. He's lifted his arm in the air and pulling on his skin to make the drug flow faster into the rest of his body. And what a body! The veins I hadn't notice much before seem to pop all over his torso, his neck, his biceps, his chest, even his face. He's transformed from a handsome older stud to something most menacing and seductive. I can't imagine how much he's given himself but soon he is hyperventilating, steadying himself on one of the sling's chains. "Fuck, yeah, frat boy, ready to get knocked up with daddy seed." I'm feeling his chest as he straddles between my legs, his huge hose pushing hard into my balls. "Fuck yeah, Sir. I'm ready." "How ready, boy?" "I need you in me so bad. Please load my hole." "Load it with what, boy?" "With your toxic spooge." His dick is dripping in anticipation and he buries it in me without ceremony. Just slips it in up to its hilt. He's on fire and tearing into my chute with his girth and length. There's nothing sensitive or kind in his thrusts. His pupils are dilated and he looks at me with demonic desire. It's incredible and painful and pleasurable all at once. I don't know where Johnny is but I hear Old John tell him, "that's right, boy, lick daddy's balls. Suck 'em up, fucker. Give daddy's hole a little bath while you're there. That's it. Deeper, fucker. Let me feel your tongue..." John makes guttural noises deep in his throat. He's possessed and it makes me bounce on his cock as much as I can in the sling. John reaches between my legs and start beating me off. I'm sweating like a pig and so is he. He's rocking inside me and ever so often cracks my ass hard, and I thank him every time. He pinches my nipples painfully, and it makes my dick drip in his hand. "You ready for daddy's first load, son?" I'm staring into his eyes, which have darkened and reddened. His pupils have fully taken over. His expression is pure lust. Snot drips from his nostrils. He licks his lips, takes some into mouth and spit a gob at me, which hits my lips. I stare in his eyes licking it up. That cues him to begin a rapid fire assault on my ass. I feel him swelling larger then ever. Beneath the sling I hear, "Breed him, daddy. Fuck him up!" He explodes with three enormous thrusts, holds my thighs each time letting me feel the full enormity of his erection. I swear I feel his cock head double in size, lubing my chute deep on each plunge. I cum, too, right in his hand, on his final thrust. I shoot over my head. A second squirts in my face. And with a tight closed fist, he gets a third drool from my cock head, dripping off his fingers. He's polishing my head, not letting my orgasm go. I writhe in pleasure-pain in his callused palm. At the point I can't take any more sensation he says, "Good boy," lifting his fingers up to my mouth. I greedily lick my cum off them and suck on his fingers till they're clean. I still don't see Johnny but seeing John's face I figure his dick being sucked. "That's right, son, clean daddy up." John ducks under the sling and I hear them tenderly making love. "Get College out of the sling, boy, so he can join us." Johnny pops up and unbinds my legs then wrists. He doesn't show any resentment. If he's feeling like I am I only want to get down and roll around with both of them. I slowly get my balance back while Johnny takes the sling off the eye hooks and joins me and Old John on the bed. There bodies are such a contrast. The kid is almost completely smooth, hairless arms, smooth legs, only a tuft of brown pubes that are as soft as mink, whereas the older man is rock solid, coarse hair up to his shoulders with some falling over his back spreading out over his lats. I'm crawling down to where I can suck on John's cock and he plays with mine. Johnny I can feel is playing with my hole, and before I realize it has buried it inside me, humping gently as the three of us tenderly use six hands, three mouths, an assortment of dicks and holes that become indistinguishable in a mash up of sensations that has never been as pleasurable. Far off I hear Gary outside calling to Dwayne to string up the deer, then a chainsaw buzzes a million miles away. It's the camp as background noise. It's comforting and enveloping me in darkness. Johnny finishes fucking me. Nothing earth-shattering, but calm like he's finishing a cup of tea. He shutters a bit, pulls out and I feel empty. His tongue is lapping at my butt and as I turn around he's at my mouth feeding me what he's felched out. We kiss for a long time, the cum going back and forth between us, John petting our heads. We break our kiss and start worshiping the older man's body. Both of us are at his nipple kneading and sucking them, our hands exploring his rich pelt of body hair, rewarded at every turn by a kiss, a slap on the ass, a tweak of our tits, and of course his cock getting harder and harder. We're at his feet, licking the dirt from between his toes, taking several toes at a time in our mouths. I watch Johnny take a slab of grease and slather Old John's foot, then climb on his old man's leg and slide his ass down on the wiggling toes. I want to know the feeling of this, too, so I slather John's other foot and climb over his hairy legs and feel his sharp toenails dig into my hole. It's incredible this rush of feeling once his toes are inside. So different than Johnny's fist. Wide, solid, rough. Completely different in form from a hand. Right after the toes Old John's callused foot falls deep inside me. I'm completely taken in lust and simply hump his foot like a whore. Johnny lost too. He's fallen on his back and his old man's foot is sliding inside the kid's hole. There's no way my ass can take that turn but the sight of it doubles my horniness. I rut like an insatiable bitch on the man's hairy foot. Both Johnny and I are animals gorging on pure pleasure. Old John is enjoying our abandonment, jacking himself off, encouraging us, wiggling his toes inside of us to coax us on. Johnny leans over and holds my head. His tongue slips in my mouth and I reciprocate the passion. Whatever feeling was express earlier have washed away and now we are both gleefully pleasing ourselves, making out, jacking each other off, humping away on an enormous size thirteen foot. There some movement behind Johnny's head. I look past him at the open gingham-curtained window. A breeze is flapping it, and I see a stranger staring in. I stop humping Old John's foot. Johnny turns and follows my gaze, and then also stops. John looks at the window, kicks us off his feet and murmurs, mother fucker. He jumps off the bed. There's a commotion outside as we hear Dwayne and Gary tackle the man at the window. There's a boom as bodies are hitting the trailer. John is out of the room, naked, then the screen door slams as he flies outside. Johnny and I scramble around for underwear and then follow him. The man they've caught is exceptionally tall. I guess he would have to be if he were peering in the trailer window. Dwayne has his arms pinned and Gary is pummeling the guy mercilessly. "Hang on, Gare," says John. He grabs the guys hair and pulls up his face. "Where you from stranger? What're you doin' here?" The guys spits a bloody wad on the ground, smiles a sneer back at John. John takes his face in his hand, says, "I don't ask twice. You from round here?" The man gives John a hard stare and spits at John. "You fuckin' piece of shit. String up this mother fucker." John throws a hard gut punch and knocks the wind out of the guy. Where Dwayne had strung up the buck killed on their hunting trip, guts freshly spilled lie over the ground. Gary cuts the deer carcass loose and throws it over to the side. He and Dwayne pull the guy backwards. He's still reeling from the stomach punch and they easily loop his wrists and splay his arms apart anchored to two trees. "Tie his legs, too," orders John. The tall man kicks Dwayne in the head. Bad mistake. Dwayne takes the guy in a head lock and administers blow after blow to his head until the guy would have fallen to the ground, but stays upright tied by his arms. "I think I seen him at the river once," says Johnny. "I don't think he's from around here. He was talking to a couple of guys from the Grunewald camp." Gary and Dwayne have secured the guy's legs, while Johnny checks his pockets. "Ain't no wallet, but look." The kid holds out a plastic baggie filled with a hefty amount of large chunks of crystal. It sparkles like shards of glass. "That ain't mine," he says. "Jus' hopped in yer pocket, did it?" says Gary. "Skin him," says John. Gary and Dwayne bring out their hunting blades and slice the guy's checkered shirt off him, and then his jeans one leg at a time, till he's standing their stung up in just his underwear and boots. He's a skinny guy, thin arms and legs, flat nose and a receding hairline. "Who you work for?" John is up in his face. He's real quiet, almost whispering. "You best start talking while you still can talk." "Fuck you, faggot. I saw what you was doing to those hopped up boys. That little one don't look even legal." "I am too! Ain't I daddy," Johnny yells. John smiles the most chilling smile I've ever seen. "Johnny, get the garden clippers." The kid sprints over to a bench that has some scrawny pot plants on them, and grabs some garden clippers. "Can I?" Johnny begs. John nods. Johnny cuts one side of the man's underwear off, and then the other. The white underwear falls in the puddle of deer blood. I watch the blood seep into the white fabric. The man stands there naked, shriveled up, trying not to quake in his boots. Johnny puts the clippers in the guys face. Snip, snip, he says gesturing to the guy's puny dick. "Wait, hold on. I can pay, pay lots." Whatever bravado he was trying to maintain is long gone. I think he's willing to take a beating, at least I think he's hoping that's what he'll get from these guys. "I heard you had good shit. I can make you tons of coin. I have connections in New York. I've got cash back in the car. Just let me get it. You can go with me, take it all." There's a long pause. It's a frightening scene and I don't know where it's headed. Gary and Dwayne are fully dressed in camouflaged hunting gear holding their hunting knives, Old John is stark naked from head to foot, Johnny and I are barefoot in our underwear. There is a small trickle of pee running down the guy's leg into his sock and boot. His white sock turns yellow. I look over at John's feet. The grease has caked them with dirt. I don't know why but in the silence I'm locked onto his feet. I can't look at the guy's face. I can hear him crying and scared, and I think he thinks they're going to kill him. The silence is too intense. I look up. "Please," I see the guy mouths. A bubble of spit bursts over his bleeding lip. A little bloody drool hangs from his teeth. It jiggles as he shakes. The spittle catches on his chin. "Who told you we have good shit," says John, breaking the silence. "Shit you walked in n' stole." He doesn't sound like he's looking for answers but is laying out the crime. "And watched me foot fuck these two knuckleheads, probably tugging at your pud as you watched." He almost sounds friendly, joking, forgiving, like he'll let him go this one time. I don't know where in my fucked up brain it comes from, but I suddenly feel personally aggrieved by this stranger, and don't want him off the hook. I hear myself saying, "And he used a homophobic slur at you, daddy." "Fuckin' A, son," says John giving me a quick look married to a conspiratorial smile. He gives a very slight nod to Johnny. Johnny pulls the guy's dick out an inch and slices it off with the clippers. Fuck, I say under my breath. The tall man screams a bloody high-pitched cry. Elongated. Shrill. Inhales, and lets out an even louder bale as he looks down and see blood and piss running down his legs mixing into the deer entrails. He face is a mask of pain. I can't watch it. "He'll bleed out," I manage to say looking anywhere but at him. "The fuck cares," Gary spits. He goes over to a pile of logs and picks up the chainsaw. Pulls the cord and revs it up a couple of times. He walks behind the guy. The guy whips around to see what Gary's doing and screams out, NO! but Gary is already literally ripping the guy a new asshole. He revs the chainsaw and brings it up between the guy's legs. Flesh and a red spray flies from the guy and coats John with a thin red mist. The guy looks completely surprised and is suspended only for a few seconds in horror as, like the deer before him, his intestines, liver, pancreas, stomach and a sea of blood wash out between his legs. I shut my eyes but the image is still there. And I can't shut out the sound of all of his viscera falling to the ground. It sounds like pounds of jello slapping into the dirt. I take a quick peak at the carnage puddled around him. Deer entrails, his entrails mix together. I think the guy's dead but for a horrifying second he's fully conscious, staring at the ground beneath him, trying to understand what just happened. Part of his colon, a pale pink shred of tissue, is dangling out of his cavity. I see a shudder go through him, then his head falls with all his weight hanging by his arms. His knees buckle beneath him. Old John has a massive boner. It's bobbing up and down with a long string of pre-cum hanging off the tip. It drips and is absorbed into the dry earth. He looks at me and Johnny. "You two clowns get back inside. And get that fucking underwear off before I rip you both two new assholes!" He doesn't have to tell us twice. Dust flies from under our feet as we jet back inside the trailer. As we race down the hallway, Johnny's still holding the guy's dickhead between his fingers.

Here's Part II of at least III... My boy and I sat sipping our cocktails as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, we were about to be 'auditioned' for participation in the Bare Fuck Club. Two strangers were coming over to see if we had what it takes to become members. In the days leading up to this, my boy sprung wood every time I brought it up. I had fucked him hard as he begged for my load, telling me how much I was going to love watch other guys breed him. So, there we sat, eager and waiting. I suspected one or both of these guys might try to fuck my boy, or me, or both of us. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and my boy jumped up to answer. He threw open the door and his jaw dropped as he stared at the strangers on our porch. The older of the two men extended his hand and introduced himself. “I'm Brent, and this is Sam. We're here to speak to you about membership in our club.” My boy nodded silently and invited them in. Brent was about 6'-2”, probably early 50s, with salt-and-pepper greying temples, dark brown hair and eyes, and a powerful frame barely contained in a well-tailored three-piece suit. Sam was mid-20s, and very butch, with buzzed dirty blond hair and a closely-trimmed beard. He was wearing tight jeans tucked into shiny black boots with a nice collared shirt and a blazer. We sat them down on the sofa and offered them a drink. While my boy excused himself to mix two Manhattans, Brent started telling me about the Club. “A bunch of guys have been getting together regularly for over ten years now. We've been inducting new members as guys move on or get too sick to play. There might be ten guys at a meeting, or there might be twenty, depending on the season and their schedules.” My boy reappeared with the drinks. Brent went on. “The rules are simple. There are no tops or bottoms. Of course some guys mostly top, and some guys mostly bottom, but there's no getting away from taking a load every so often.” Sam took over the narrative, “Like me, for instance. I love fucking a cummy hole as much as the next guy, but how could I ever turn down Brent's load?” He chuckled. Their banter sort of reminded me of smooth-talking car salesmen, only really sexy and really dirty car salesmen. Brent opened his briefcase and took out two clipboards, handing one to Sam. Brent smiled at my boy and said, “I hear you've been taking Joe's loads?” My boy nervously cleared his throat. “Yes. That's right.” “You'll remember his tattoo. Some guys in our Club have their status plainly visible, but most do not.” “Um hmmm.” “And how long have you been taking raw loads?” My boy blushed and hesitated. Sam smiled and leaned forward, putting his hand on my boy's knee. “Look. If you guys want to join, you've got to be totally honest and upfront with each other... and with us...” My boy coughed a little and looked over at me. “Well, we've been together seven years. About three or four years ago, I hooked up with a friend while my boyfriend was out of town. I didn't tell him, and the secrecy made it hotter. I've probably fooled around with another guy every three months or so since then.” Brent made a notation on his clipboad, asking, “And did they all fuck you raw?” “Well, no, not at first. Okay, maybe every so often, I'd get caught up in the moment and let someone breed me.” Brent interrupted, “And how did that happen?” “Well, once, I let a guy take the condom off because he couldn't stay hard with it on.” Sam smiled, “Once?” “Well, more than once.” “And how did taking their loads behind your boyfriend's back make you feel?” “SO dirty... and so sexy.” “So you've taken, how many loads would you say in the past five years?” Brent asked. “Dozens. And I always felt guilty about it, but I was so hungry for cum I just couldn't stop.” Brent turned to me, asking, “And how did you find out that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” Now it was my turn to clear my throat. “I came home once early from a business trip, and saw my boy kissing a hot stranger on our porch as I drove up. I circled the block wondering what to make of what I had just seen. When I parked in the driveway, the guy's car was gone, and my boy was in the shower. I found opened condom wrappers in the bedroom trashcan. It sort of turned me on, so I got in the shower and fucked him.” “Bare?” Brent asked. “Yeah. We've always fucked bare.” “And you assumed you were the only guy fucking him bare?” “Well, yes...,” I started. Sam smiled saying, “Listen, anyone who will take one guy's raw load will take anyone's raw load.” He went on, “And you've cheated on your boyfriend too, am I right?” “Yeah, but only with condoms.” “Always?” “Well, almost always.” “Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!” Sam started making notes on his clipboard. “And how did that happen?” “Well, I travel a lot for work, and I was out of town for a month on a big project. One night in the hotel bar, this really cute frat boy somehow convinced me to buy him a drink. One drink turned into several as he told me about his girlfriend, and their problems. After the fourth or so beer, he somehow invited himself back to my room, and somehow, he wound up bouncing up and down on my dick. It all happened so fast.” “And did you breed him?” “I did breed him.” Sam made a note of that. Brent cross-examined me, “And how did you feel watching your boyfriend take Joe's cum?” “Fucking hot!” I smiled, adding "It was so sexy seeing him give over to his inner cumlust!” “Did it bother you that he hadn't told you about taking stranger's cum sooner?” “Well, maybe, but now it's out in the open.” “And are you prepared to see him take more cum?” I hesitated... “I think so...” “You've got to be sure,” Brent said, “for instance, would you be okay watching him take my load?” “And/or mine,” Sam interjected. “I would be okay with that,” I answered. Sam smiled at me and my boy, “Tonight?” “Any night,” I honestly responded. Brent wrote something down. “And would it bother you to know that one of us might be POZ?” “No,” I answered, remembering what Joe had said. “If my boy takes raw cock, he's going to get some POZ cum in his hole sooner or later.” Brent nodded and wrote that down. Sam asked my boy, “And would you be okay knowing your boyfriend might also take POZ cock?” My boyfriend nodded saying, “Yes. I've always fantasized about watching him bottom!” I had fantasized about that too, but I thought it so strange that we were having this conversation for the first time in front of two strangers, at least one of whom was likely to be POZ, and was also likely to fuck my boy bare that very night. It was Brent's turn to question me. “And would you also be okay taking POZ loads?” “Well, it's bound to happen sooner or later if we join the Club, so yeah. I think I could take a POZ load.” My boy seemed to let out a gasp of relief. Brent turned back to my boy saying, “And am I correct in assuming that you would also be alright with that?” “Oh fuck yes!” he said without hesitation. Sam noted my boy's response and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans as he asked me, “So I know you've come to grips with your boy taking raw loads with you out of the picture, and Joe tells me you loved watching him take his load. How do you think you would feel getting fucked with your boy watching?” I thought for a moment before replying, “It would make me so hot.” Sam continued, “And what if you were both getting fucked at the same time?” “That would be great.” “What if he was getting fucked alone while you were unaware. Would that upset you?” “Not if I knew about it afterwards.” Brent asked my boy the same question. My boy grabbed my hand and responded right away, “I would love to know he was getting fucked and filled with cum, even if I wasn't there to see it.” He took my hand and thrust it into his crotch. Brent made note of that and spread his knees so that my boy and I could both see an impressive hard-on snaking down his left leg. Brent looked directly at my boy as he reached for his cock, stroking it through his trousers. “I think that wraps it up for the joint portion of tonight's audition.” He then looked at me, “I'd like to have a few minutes alone with your boy for the next line of questioning.” I agreed and my boy led Brent up the stairs to our bedroom... To be continued...