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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.

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)

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…”

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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 got head from a clerk at a bookstore outside of Harrisburg PA. Took me into the storage room. Pulled out my cock and sucked it like there was no tomorrow

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.

my first ever sexual wet dream was when i was age around 11............i seemed to be somewhere like a turkish or roman sauna but going back 2000 yrs ago.......in this dream i was basically raped and used by dozens of men aged 30 to 50....i was scared with the first one raping me then started to enjoy it - they were barebacking me roughly.......i woke up in a huge puddle of cum.........ive wondered ever since about that dream and where it came from as i knew nothing of rape/saunas/baths/turks or romans..........sometimes feel it couldve been a past life being relived if were reincarnated?

Great start 👍👍👍

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? 😈

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.

My name is Alex. I’m a gay boy with brown curly hair, decent physique a shy hornball who has trouble fitting in most places. School is hard to navigate, and it’s lonely being an only child while I live with just my dad Carl. Dad is what you would call good looking bear. I’ve watched bear porn among other ripped dudes, thinks, daddy, trunk, etc kind of porn. But he’s always been handsome not gonna lie. Thankfully I still have a pocket of close friends so don’t have to worry about what most others think, and I have been seeing my boyfriend Johnny for two years now. Johnny turned 18 two months ago. He is a cute Italian boy with a twink look, no fat and some muscles. I’m jealous of them. Anyway, My dad is always weird about things, but didn’t care much it seemed when I came out to him at 14. But lately, everyone has been acting funny around me leading up to my 18th birthday. My dad has been out a lot and says to not wait up, my boyfriend Johnny has been distant with me, and I thought this was just some kind of surprise party to come. Well, my birthday came but there was no party, but definitely a surprise. It’s just me and dad so when there’s no cars around, it’s not a shocker. I have been dating Johnny for two years now, and he’s my first ever gay kiss, first fuck, and first love. And I was head over heals for him for a long time. But something happened and he started sleeping with me less, acting strange, and here and there gives the cold shoulder. I went over to Johnnys asked his dad Mr. Hughes if he was ok. Now Mr Hughes was the definition of a stud. Built muscles, hairy chest, and it looked like he has his nipples pierced (pretty obvious through his tight tank tops). all he said was “Johnny has never been better” with a grin on his face. I went home wondering what Mr. Hughes was smiling about, but just came to the conclusion he’s ok if his dad says he’s good. When I pull up into the driveway, I’m pleasantly surprised to see dads truck there. At least he’s here for the end of my birthday. When I come through the door, it looked empty. I go up the stairs about to ask dad if he wanted to still do anything still, but I stopped when I heard him moaning. Now it’s just us guys in the house, and dad has probably heard me jerk off, use toys on myself, and even for sure have heard Johnny and I having sex when we think we’re quiet. But something I noticed I have in common with my dad, we can’t be quiet for sure when we are about to cum. And not gonna lie, it’s hot knowing when my dad is about to cum. But what’s interesting is that it sounds like dad has someone over. He must have gotten lucky with a chick. I listen closely through the door and he is pounding hard. Just sounds like a beast going at it with him huffing so much. But then, I hear him just start moaning “that ass of yours loves taking a hard pounding, doesn’t it boy?” Boy??? Oh fuck! Is…is dad fucking a guy? Since when has he started having gay sex? Is dad gay too??? And since when did he start having guys over to fuck? Whatever was running through my head I do know this in that moment. I was rock hard. I started rubbing my crotch with my ear to the door listening to what sounded like balls slapping on some guys ass and thighs, the distinct sound of lips kissing and making out, oh fuck! I haven’t had sex with Johnny in two weeks. I took my dick out of my jeans and started rubbing slowly to savor it and make sure if they got up and to the door I could put my dick back and sneak to my room. I was loving this. But then I started hearing the other guy. Sounded a bit like Johnny for a sec. Nooo, I’m just imagining things. Just kept hearing the other moan, squeal, and then he just yelled loud and intensely “fucking breed your dirty load inside me! AHHH SEED MY HOLE.” That’s when I knew, Johnny was in there.. WHAT THE FUCK is what I wanted to scream. But I was stunned. Silent. And put my dick back slowly, sneaking down to my room. I layer in my bed crying wondering what just happened. There’s no way, there’s no fucking way. But I know who’s voice that was. A little later I heard my dad and what I thought was Johnny get in dads truck and leave. I just lauded there looking at pics of us for a straight hour. Dad came back, walked through the hall, and then a knock on my door. Dad just said “Alex, you up? I’m coming in.” I wanted to get up but he already came in. The look on his face seemed caring for once. He said “happy birthday champ!” I was just in shock. I know he just fucked, and I’m pretty sure it was my boyfriend. But didn’t see anything and didn’t have proof it was him for sure so was just hopeful. I looked at him with a confused expression saying just “thanks dad…” He looked at me and took a moment. Inhaled through his nose and just came out and said “so you enjoy hearing me fuck Johnny sport?” My jaw dropped and I said “there’s no way that was Johnny. And since when are you gay too? Dad, what is going on and how could you?” I was so mad that he confirmed it. I almost called my cheating slutty boyfriend so many nasty things. But dad grabbed my phone out of my hand and said in a serious tone “you listen here young man. I will explain everything but you need to calm down and quit your sobbing. I’m here to make everything better.” Better? How is this good I thought? I tried saying something else but he just told me “if you don’t listen up you can just get out. I’m talking now.” Since when does dad show any emotions lately. Especially rage? He’s just bluffing cus he’s caught. But then he grabbed me and said “I know that look, I’m not bluffing. Either listen or get the fuck out.” I sat in my bed shocked. He looked at me and said “I know you were outside in the hall jacking to us fucking. You can’t keep quiet for shit. Your moans sounded just like when you think your home alone jacking off. So don’t pretend like you didn’t enjoy any of those noises.” I can’t believe I made noises. But I am like him I’m that way. When I’m arroused, I can’t help it. Dad continued then saying “it wasn’t out of spite. You see, Johnny and I are both, well, under orders.” I looked at him and after a brief pause I said “this is a joke right? Your fucking kidding me. Whose orders would those be?” He knew I wouldn’t believe that, but his face was dead serious. He looked at me and said “my Masters orders, Mr. Hughes” “No, no no way am I believing any of this. You are just trying to cover your ass.” ”I’m not. Don’t believe me, you can ask master yourself. He is downstairs waiting.” I couldn’t believe it. I stormed out and went downstairs so to the living room to call his bluff but there was Mr. Hughes in the living room and he just said “happy birthday bud! Sit down, I got you some gifts. I wanted to say more but was at a lose. Dad came right behind me and they sat me down between them on the couch. Mr Hughes told me to just calm down and listen in a stern voice. He looked at me with my dad just smiling. Mr. Hughes said to me “your father has been my slave for years son. And I know this is a lot but it makes him happy obeying me. And he tells me you were out jacking off to him. That’s a good thing. And yes, he was fucking Johnny. But this was my orders for both of them. And Alex, this may be hard but I promise I wasn’t gonna leave you out of our big family. I looked at dad who was smiling and put his hand on my shoulder. Dad said to me “Alex, I’m sorry if your hurt right now. But I have been so happy being a slave the past 5 years now. And I know I’ve been hiding it, but your father is a obedient faggot for Mr Hughes. And it makes me happy. I’m his property. My cock, my ass, my mouth, my body, your dad is a gay slave and wants you to know that coming out to your dirty old man…it made me a proud father.” “ it made me proud to hear too” said Mr. Hughes. I was so lost and hurt, but they both saw the one thing that made this talk worst…I was rock hard still. Dad told me I need to relax and went to the kitchen while Mr Hughes told me how he met caught dad sucking off random men at the truck stop bathroom stalls just 15 minutes away. He said “your father was sucking guy after guy after guy and put on a fucking concert with how loud he was. Thankfully no cops were there to bust him.” As he was telling me how good a natural slut my dad is, dad came back with a tray. They both looked at me grinding. I told them I was confused why Johnny wasn’t telling me anything, and Mr Hughes just looked at me point blank responding “cus he’s also my slave Alex.” I slowly started to ask “so you and Johnny…” Mr Hughes cut ,e off saying “yup, I fuck my boy. And you know what, he’s loved it since his birthday too!” I sat on the couch and with a confused look mr Hughes just said “let’s just celebrate damnit, it’s your birthday.” He then asked “have you ever tried pot?” My dad just laughed saying “my son hasn’t tried anything fun ever master.” Mr Hughes looked at me and said “well boy your gonna try something better.” He took a weird pipe and a wired lighter, ignited it and put it to his mouth. Before I could say anything Mr Hughes put the lighter and pipe down , grabbed my face and blew strong smoke in my moth. It hit really hard. I felt like I was coughing my lungs out, but also felt tingly and even more horny. Dad then took the pipe, lit it, blew smoke in my lungs without me being able to react, and said “this is your new family son. I won’t hurt you boy…unless master tells me too. And you know something, I think you like what we just did.” Before I could answer dad grabbed my face and kissed me with no smoke. I was so confused and shocked at what has just happened…but I didn’t stop him. It felt good actually. He kissed me like Johnny used to…like a lover. His tongue even met mine. And when he parted from my mouth he just said “don’t deny yourself, you want me now don’t you? You want your father.” ‘Of course he does” said mr Hughes Just as he said that mr Hughes kissed me. And I didn’t bother deny it either. Something unlocked in me. They started kissing me, putting more smoke in my mouth, then started to undress me saying that my body is so fine and delicious. I asked finally “what is going on and what are we smoking. Dad smiled and said to me “You are now letting out your true self. And that’s T son, which obviously you want more of. All I could do was nod. They showed me how to light the pipe and how to breath in when the smoke just started to fill the round end. They told me to take big hits. They told me to take off my underwear which somehow I just noticed was the last thing I was wearing. I did as told and not gonna lie it felt good too. They both kept grinning and started kissing me all over together. Mr Hughes said “ you are finally celebrating your birthday as you should son. If you want more, you must call me master. I know you want more t. Your starting to love iT. Now, say it. Say what you have to call me.” I just looked at dad who hooded. Looked back at Mr Hughes and said softly…”yes master.” Mr Hughes…or master started grabbing my dick and saying “ that’s right my new slave. You can do it for the t but soon enough you will obey for your natural desire too. Like your dad here. And just like your dad, you will do as I say. Now on your knees slave. NOW.” I couldn’t think straight with how high and horny I have become. We all were naked, smoking a strange pi-e, and I instinctively got on my knees in front of the both now nude dads. My dad was hairy everywhere and overweight, but still a sexy man. Master was what appeared to be a body builder. But both had fat thick cocks. Dads was still growing hard, but masters was already 8 inches long and erect. Mine was super soft but somehow I didn’t care. And what’s weirder, I thought of mr Hughes as a master with how hot I felt. Was he right, I’m gonna be a slave…I liked it. Master looked at me and said “you will please us.but first you must show you have so,e skills. Suck your fathers semi hard cock. He has a bit of t dick, but his own son sucking his cock should do the trick. Do it slaves.’ Before I could react, dad did first listening to master Hughes. He grabbed my head and forced my face into his cock. I somehow instinctively knew to just swallow like I haven’t before. I opened my mouth and just began to consume dads cock. He felt how dry my mouth was and took me off his sick after only about a minute and spit in my mouth. Said to continue to suck now that there’s moisture. While this was happening master Hughes was rubbing dads nipples hard. Squeezing them and telling me ‘I’m so happy to see father and son be obedient slaves, just like they were meant to be.” dads cock was growing more and more. I started to gag. But he never let go of my mouth. Told me to not disappoint and breath through my nose when directed. Dad then asked master Hughes if I could breath to which he said ‘yes slave may let his son take a sec to breath through his nose. While I sat with dad now hard dick in my mouth trying to find airway to breath in my nostrils, master Hughes slapped his hard cock on my face. Told me “I will be rougher and better, don’t you worry boy.” Thorn he said ‘ok, your boy gets to take a breather from his mouth.” But as soon as my mouth was free, they put the pipe right back in. More t was lit into my lungs. And I started moaning after breathing out big white clouds and coughs. They both smiled with huge grins. Then master Hughes told me he wants a turn. But master Hughes wasn’t easy. I immediately was gagging from his 8 inch hard dick going hard fucking my throat. I almost threw up. But he saw and slowed down to make sure I wasn’t puking on his cock he told me. He then said ‘my son says your just ok at blowjobs, which is why we are gonna make you better. I forgot all about Johnny. But shit, i didn’t care right now. I was loving this. As I continued to be throat fucked, dad started rubbing my hole, feeling it with his fingers. Then master Hughes told him to get behind me. And one second after master Hughes just said “go right ahead, father should start first.” Dad took masters orders, saying yes master, and began licking my asshole. I was in heaven. His tongue flicked my hotness hungry hole and I muffled moans through masters cock. He took my mouth off his cock, then putting it on his pierced 2 gauged nipples said “suck my nipple slave. You were born to be a fucking slut. Just like Johnny. And just exactly like your father. And now I want to hear it. Are you my slave Alex? Tell me!” My dad so turned in was moaning muffled and load. Dad loved this. Master Hughes loved this…I loved this. I was allowed off Mr Hughes nipple and said ‘Yes Master, I am your slave now too.’ ‘Master looked at me and said “I’ve been planning this since I first had your father begging on his knees at the truck stop. One suck and he was addicted, then I fucked his ass hard and raw. And here’s the thing boy. I did this to Johnny on his 18th. He was addicted instantly too. And now you are mine as well. Now we will do bigger and betterMaster then told dad to bump my hole. I was told to stay on all fours while dad first lobbed my ass and forced his fingers in rough and hard. It felt like there was something else there. Dad said” I put shards up his ass master, what now?” ‘We show him our insignia. They both stood as the shards burned my asshole. I saw my dad show me his ass and master his back. Dad said “our tattoos look hot, right son? ‘ It looked strange. Master told me we are nasty men indeed. He said ‘these are biohazard symbols. Your father and master are poz slave and you will be too.” As he finished dad went back down and fingered my hole ,ore and said “the shards have fully dissolved. How do you feel son?’ ‘Like I’m out of control.” I was moving non stop, soft as fuck but hornier then ever before. Master told me”one rule with us or anyone you ever meet, there is no condoms. We are all bareback. That means any man who wants you must only fuck you skin to skin. You must say no to condoms. If they have any disease you beg for it. This is our meaning of biohazard.And you will comply, obey, and thrive in this slave.” I was squirming just feeling dads fingers in my hole. I tried to suck masters cock. He backed away. He said “there’s one more thing we must introduce you too. First we want you to beg. Beg to be poz. Beg to be mine and thus your fathers. DO YOU OBEY…FOR LIFE SLAVE?’ I couldn’t stop but want more, couldn’t stop pushing my hole into dads fingers which kept increasing. So I thought. Is this what I want…’yes! I comply. I will obey. Yes father. Yes master. Poz me.” Then master instructed me to lie on the couch and hold out my arm. My dad made out with me and then said “I’m so proud of you son. You are just like me.” I saw master bring a needle. I got a little scared but they both told me I will be ok. To close my eyes. I did as instructed. I felt something wrap my arm, something else whipping my arm at my veins, and master said ‘you don’t have to fear. Just a pinch and you will love it all.” With my eyes clothes I felt the pinch of the needle, a few seconds go by quick, then master said ‘complete.’ I coughed, the needle was out, and I growled like never before. They both said ‘well done faggot.” Master then went behind me, put lube on his cock and started entering my raw ass with his cock it was huge but somehow not painful. I moaned so loud ‘FUUUUUUUUCK MASTER, YES MASTER”. His cock kept going further and further. Meanwhile dad held my face and said ‘ just like me, you love obeying everything your told. ‘I do dad, I love it.’ Master kept sliding till his entire dock was inside. Master started pumping and moaning. He then spanked my ass hard and it hurt. He wasn’t slow once it was all in. He was ruthless. To;d me ‘let the t corrupt you. Take my toxic dick.’ Dad looked like he was evil watching and holding me. He said “master has trained me to top and bottom whenever and with anyone. You are masters slave like me son.’ Master kept fucking and fucking my raw hole. I was flying. Loving this. Precumming everywhere. When all of a sudden master said “switch slave.” Without a beat he plopped out of my beat up hole. Dad switched spots while master said “it’s only natural your father breeds his toxic spunk in his sons tweaked body first.” Master then grabbed his phone and recorded as my own father stuck his dick inside me. My already open used ass was a natural glove for dads raw dick. His veiny dick and big stomach pounding my ass and thighs felt incredible. He said “I’ve been fucking your boyfriend every chance I get. By ordered from Master Hughes of course. But also because I wanted it. I didn’t care he was your boyfriend. He even loves tucking your old man son. We were so tweaked. But even without t he has taken the entire towns cocks. Just like I have. Just as instructed by master. You know what, I loved every second. And you do too now, don’t you.’ ‘Of course your boy does slave!’ My dad said ‘fucking good master.” I looked at them both. Dad plowing me while master sticks his cock in front of me still recording. I just say ‘I understand now…and happy that you fucked Johnny too.” Right there and then dad started going faster, and faster, and groaned so loud…dad breeded my ass. Raw. With his poz load. They switched again, master stopped recording, then put his pulsing raw dick in my freshly cum loaded asshole and came instantly. “Staying inside me master said ‘your father and I are toxic, which means we are gifting you to become poz like us. All I coyld say was “ yes master, yes father. I understand my purpose now. Please enslave me.” Dad looked at me and said “I really do love you son.’ Master finished with ‘as I love my son too. Speaking of, he will love this video of you cheating on him with us both. With anyone we say. How does that sound. And I said “yes father, yes master, whatever you command I obey. my first attempt at a story. Let me know if you want me to continue. Or pointers.

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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.

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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 ran into the husband of a friend of mine at the video store late one night. He just acknowledged me with eye contact and I followed him into a booth. He immediately pulled out his cock which was beautiful, I got on my knees and started sucking. He was quite big and it tasted great. After a while I stood up, undid my pants and bent over. He got his dick wet with spit and started to slide in me. Not sure if he noticed the load I received 10 minutes earlier. He fucked me for about 5 minutes until hi breathing got heavier, his dick started pulsing and he went balls deep filling with his sperm. He pulled out without saying anything, I turned around and cleaned his dick off before he zipped up and left. We never acknowledged we knew each other and never said anything. To him I was just an anon hole.

I kind of knew when I was 12 and started sticking things up my ass, by the time I was in high school 13 I would get excited in the boys locker room seeing cocks, that same year my virginity was taken behind the school's sports shed by 2 seniors, thats when I truly knew I loved cock. I was well known then for being a total cock slut, students used me to lose there virginity back then no one was using condoms so I was getting loaded up regularly. At 15 had my first gangbang in the locker room..

Chapter Seven; A SHOCK result! - If you want I can take my Dick out and put a condom on, if you are neg and not on PrEP that is. - I never use condoms, SIR. And no, I am not on PrEP, and yes I am neg - But I have an extremely high HIV viral load of four million and three hundred and seventy one thousand. My seed is super t☣️xic. You would bound to convert from neg to p☢️z. - But I want to convert, SIR. Sir changed from being still to his hips now slowly and softly rocking turning his motionless fuck weapon into a fuck. And as they continued their verbal exchange that they were both getting off on the fuck would get faster, harder, and more intense as the dialogue progressed... - You want to convert to what, fAG? - Convert to being HIV positive, SIR. - But once you are p☢️z there is no going back. - Yes SIR, I know. Please breed me. Please. - Breed you? I feel I should remind you that I have a HIV viral load of four million and three hundred and seventy one thousand. I want to hear you say my viral load out aloud. - You have a HIV viral load of four million and three hundred and seventy one thousand, SIR. I have been chasing to become HIV positive for 4 years now. - Fuck, you are one nasty fucked up pig. I need to again hear you say out aloud my viral load. C'mon you nasty cunt, tell me so I know you are completely sure. - You have a HIV viral load of four million and three hundred and seventy one thousand, SIR. Turn this neg pig into p☢️z pig. Go on SIR, flow through my veins forever more. GO ON. Sir briefly paused the flow of dialogue as he switched his force and rate of fucking up a few gears to now a full on no holes barred sweaty RAW fuck. - FUCK, you are one fucked up nasty fAGGOT. - I want to become HIV positive so badly. A HIV viral load of four million and three hundred and seventy one thousand should do it. C'mon SIR, show this nasty fAGGOT who is boss! - Oh fuck ... FUCK. The sling chains were now rattling a loud noise as Sir Bill was now fucking Nate with no mercy, and I could tell he was now very close to ejaculating. My focus was on his perineum. - Oh FUCK, I am gonna cum ... FUCK ... I'm gonna mark you! - YES SIR, turn this neg pig into a fully fledged p☢️z fAGGOT. Yes SIR, breed me. Show me who is the boss! Sir took one final violent thrust in and stopped the fuck. Had he changed his mind about breeding Nate. Hell no. He now began to grunt over and over as he held still, with his perineum clearly twitching as his potent t☣️xic seed spewed deep into Nate's neg guts. - Go on SIR, make your mark, own this stupid fAGGOT, flow in my veins forever more. Once fully spent Sir withdrew and allowed me to lick his Dick clean. He told us to go and gave me instructions on my imminent training schedule. - Right you two, I have a busy start to the week tomorrow, so you both need to leave now. And boy, I will be requiring you to come here for 7pm on Tuesday. Your training session will last until 7am on Thursday. These training sessions will take place weekly, and going by how tight you are I'd say we are looking at at least six months in loosening up your cunt. You must arrive to each training session thoroughly douched. I ended up going to Nate's where we still remained in a meth high. We cuddled, kissed, caressed one another, and spoke to one another with much affection. But as I was so horny with my cunt still empty of p☢️z seed in it I felched my Nate's neg cunt of the p☢️z seed Sir had deposited. It tasted so damn good. I say ''my'' Nate as within a few days we officially had become boyfriends, and after one month of meeting I moved in with him on the first day of the last month to the year. Would this date become of significance to us? It was a Tuesday morning and we both awoke in each others arms, high on romance, and both of us having now finished coming down from our parTy high. I had a light brunch as I knew my cunt was going to be put through its paces for the next 36 hours starting from 7pm this evening. This evening very quickly came, and before I knew it I was back at Sir Bill's ready to start my cunt training and anything else Sir decided I needed to learn. Each training session would last for 36 hours with 6 hours of non stop play with a 6 hour rest, then another 6 hours of non stop play, and so forth, where it would end up of 18 hours play, 18 hours rest, with the last 6 hours rest so I would be rested enough to travel home. Each and every training session would focus in on loosening up my cunt. Sir was adamant that he would not even fuck me let alone attempt to knock me up until I was loose enough for his liking. Even thought I had been strictly instructed to thoroughly douche before arrival he would before we would go down into his dungeon give me a deep enema to make sure training was without interruption. Sir would use his fingers, hands, toys, and forearm until we eventually reached the poinT where I could take his arm up to his shoulder. Clearly he had very high standards. Each and every training session he would also see that I was high, giving me parTy chems at the beginning of each of the three lots of six hours sets of play. Some weeks I'd be blowing clouds, other weeks he'd have me on K, which sometimes saw me fall into a K hole. That did not matter as I was safe in the leather-palm of a sling. He would also on a weekly basis wet shave my hair to keep me as his skinhead creation. Each week he would also have my small tits with either clothes pegs, suction cups, or nipple clamps. I helped my tit training along by working on them between training sessions too. During the three lots of six hours of rest he would rehydrate me with electrolytes so I could keep going for such an extended period of intense sweaty action. Nine months after my training had commenced, doing all of the aforementioned which was total dedication from my part I still was not pregnant with Sir's DNA, in fact we were still in training mode. I was increasingly wondering when I would get what I was here for. Nine months later and we were now late July, and as far as my sweetheart Nate and I were concerned he was p☢️z. He had to be after the viral load Sir Bill shared with him. We we so confident that all this time he had not gotten tested. And we were so busy with my training with Sir, being in love and living our lives we never got around to it. But now we had decided to get that confirmation of his p☢️z status. It was late morning on a Tuesday and I was with him in the waiting room at the sexual health clinic. He was called in by the doctor where the usual discussion was had, and he had a full screen including two tests for HIV, the rapid test from his finger, and the test from his arm. Well, we were fucking STUNNED, the rapid test showed him as .... NEGATIVE!

Weird one for me being exclusively bottom. I visited a known glory hole in a public toilet not too far from me and a guy joined me in the next stall pretty quickly. However, he didn't want to put his cock through so I figured sure I'll get a blowjob then. Not my favourite thing but it's still hot through a gloryhole. Not long after though I could hear him repositioning and I kind of expected what happened next, he slid his hole onto my bare cock. Now whenever I've tried to top in the past I go soft so fast, I'm just not built for it. This time though I stayed hard and after barely a minute of him pushing his ass on and off my cock I was ready to shoot. I made it known as best I could and he pulled off the end and massaged the load out with his hand. Definitely a weird one for me and I basically ran out of there with my hoody up. I still think topping isn't for me, but interesting to me at least. 🤭

Part 6: Caught with my Cage. I kept the cage on for a bit. On Tuesday I arranged to meet two guys (not at the same time) and sucked them off in their cars. On Wednesday I got one guy to do a quick pump and dump. On Thursday I only had one guy for car head. Aside from my Monday meeting with daddy, it was a kind of disappointing week. I decided to take a break and didn't set anything up for Friday. Instead I made some plans to hang out with my friends instead. I told my parents I was gonna crash at of my buddies place. He picked me up around 5pm and we went to his place. My friend group would hang out there often. His dad wasn't around and his mom basically lived with a boyfriend so we ussually had the house to ourselves. We mostly stayed in the basement or garage and listened to music while playing cards or beer pong. On this particular night there 7 people there, not including myself. Four were some my guy friends, two were girls I went to school with, and one was an older guy. Also, while I wasnt out, one of the my friends was and he brought an older 'friend' of his. We played cards and drank in the basement for a bit. But my friend had too much to drink and by 9pm the he had fallen asleep on a couch. Everyone decided to either call it a night or head somewhere else and began to leave. My gay friend agreed to give one of the girls a ride, and asked his older 'friend' if he minded. The older guy said it was fine and that he was gonna leave as soon as he finished his drink. Soon, everyone had left except the me, the older guy, and my drunk friend (who was fast asleep). I hadn't really been talking to him that night and it was a bit awkward. But I was trying to be polite. He came over and joined me on the couch. I was a little tipsy and didn't know how to react when he put his hand on my thigh. I just continued trying to force small talk when he reached up and gave my dick a squeeze. I stopped mid sentence, unsure of what to do next. He smiled and said "well, you're full of surprises arent you" I remained silent as he undid my pants and inspected the cage. After a moment he said "Guess its my lucky night." We stood up and he led me upstairs to the living room. Once there, he undressed me and sat on the couch. I stood there for a while as he looked over my naked body. Eventually I snapped back to reality. He undid his pants and pulled out his dick as I dropped to my knees. I grabbed the little black bottle out of my pant pocket and crawled to him. He was still soft but was a decent size. I put his dick in my mouth and enjoyed the feeling of his cock growing harder as I bobbed my head up and down on it. My cock began to hurt a bit as my dick got harder and harder in its cage. It was rather uncomfortable. He spit on his finger and reached around to rub my hole as I continued to suck. My dick was starting to really hurt as it pressed against its cage. The older guy stood up and lifted me onto the couch. I was on my knees with my head resting on the back and my ass facing outwards. He was rock hard at this point and he began to press the head of his cock against my opening. I took a deep hit from the bottle which relaxed me enough for his cock to slip inside. "God! thats good" he said. "I thought you friend was a good slut, but he's never let me fuck raw" I was able to relax and enjoy the dizzy feeling from the combination of alcohol and poppers. My election softened slightly as I slipped into light haze. He fucked my hole for a bit before pulling out and flipping me over. I was happy the cage was there as I was a total bottom slut and I thought it would deter him from trying to suck my cock. But I was wrong and light headed to stop him as he started to lick my cock through the cage. To my surprise I did enjoy the sensation. Possibly because I knew I wouldn't be able to cum like that with the cage on. After a few minutes my dick was really starting to hurt again as it strained against the cage. I pushed him a way and presented my ass again. He started rimming my hole as I took another hit from bottle. He stood up and reinserted his cock. He was going faster this time and I sensed he was about to cum. I took one more deep hit as he pushed deep. He pulled out and told me to get dressed. I was disappointed that I hadn't felt him fill me with his load. I was embarrassed, thinking he hadn't really been enjoying me as much id thought. I quickly dressed and stood there waiting to hear what he had to say. As he buttoned his pants he looked over and said "nights still young, let's go have some fun together" I grabbed another beer on the way out and we left in his car. I drank the beer in the passenger seat while he was messaging someone on his phone. We pulled into a driveway around 10pm and I finished my beer. We were at a nice house in an upscale neighborhood. Several cars were parked out front and he ushered me through the front door. I had arrived at small get together. There were 10 people I could see and they all looked to be between the ages of 30 and 50. The guy who brought me asked if I'd like another drink. I nodded yes and he motioned to the couch, "make yourself comfortable... I'm sure everyone here will be happy to meet a nice guy like you" I sat down on a couch with a group of 5 guys. The seats were arranged as conversation area in a corner of the room. The couch I was on was a three seater with its back against the wall and there was a loveseat was against the other wall. Across from me there were two arm chairs. They were all drinking but were much more sober than I was, not surprising since I'd had more than a few beers over the prior few hours. They introduced themselves to me, John, Jeff, Rich, Tim, and Todd. "And I believe you've already met Peter" Rich said as the guy who brought me walked handed me drink. I agreed but honestly I didn't known his name prior to this exchange. Peter handed me a cocktail glass and sat down in one of the armchairs. Tim looked over to Peter and said, "Well, you brought quite the handsome young man with you." Tim then turned to me and said "We've heard alot about you" Peter laughed and said "Nope, this is a differnt boy than the one I've been seeing." John laughed and said "You seem to have a gift for find young guys, how did you find this one" "I found him at a small get together, he's friends with my boy toy. We actually just met tonight" "You work fast" John said. Peter shook his head, "No work at all. He said we straight but I copped a feel and found his little clitty is all caged up" "Oh, I'd like to get a look at that" Tim said. "Did you guys already have some fun together" "A bit" Peter said, "little slut didn't even ask about a condom" Jeff looked up fro his drink and smiled "You get a load in you yet?" "Not tonight" I replied. "Well, Im sure you'll have plenty of opportunity" Todd joined the conversation by asking "are you on Prep?" "Im not on Prep" I confessed. "That's crazy" Todd replied "And you take raw loads from from strangers? I looked down, feeling slightly ashamed and admitted that I did. Jeff jumped to my defense "Leave him be, I've fucked raw my whole life, including in the 80s and 90s" he paused for a moment before continuing "plus pretty much everyone is either undetectable or on Prep these days." On one hand I felt I felt a bit better after hearing this. But to be honest the shame I felt from being called out by Todd had really turned me on. I was also drunk enough that my dick was staying soft in spite of how aroused I was getting. Jeff looked at me and said "Im gonna go out and have a smoke, would you care to join me?" I said sure and and got up. John got up as well and the three of us walked out a sliding door onto a deck. There was a patio set on the deck with four chairs, two of which were occupied by pair of guys who were puffing on cigars. One of the guys looked like he might be the oldest at the party, maybe mid 60s. The other was a large shirtless hairy guy in his early 40s with a beard. Jeff lit a cigarette and offered me one. I didn't really smoke except when I drank and I'd been drinking all night. John lit his cigarette and made conversation with Jeff by the deck railing as I started to feel light headed and sat in an empty chair. "You Peters friend?" the bearded man asked. "Yes I am" I replied "I'm Nick and this is Tom" he said motioning to the older guy. "You having fun tonight?" Nick asked. "Kind of a slow start so far" I admitted. "Trying to get right to it?" I nodded yes. Nick smiled and said "there are prolly a few guys upstairs, we mostly just socialize down here" He took a puff of his cigar and said "if you dont care about privacy I can start you off right now" Nick undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I took a final drag of my cigarette and dropped to my knees. His cock was already semi-errect, it was very thick and around 6.5 inches. He had a silver kings crown piercing that I paused to look at for moment before taking him in my mouth. I was lost in his cock and the excitement of be watched. Jeff and John stopped their conversation and watched me slurp on Nick's meaty cock. And I noticed that Tom had undone his pants and was rubbing his cock. He was totally soft and and on the small side. But I didn't mind giving him a show. Still puffing his cigar, Nick put his free hand on the back of my head and began push me deeper on each downward stroke. About 10 minutes in he pushed down hard and shot a stream of cum against the back of my throat. I pulled off slightly and locked my lips around his head as he twitched 3 more times filling my mouth with a rather large thick load of jazz. I opened my mouth holding the load so Nick so could see it before I swallowed. Still on my knees I turned towards where Jeff and John were standing and asked "whose next?" "I think ill just watch for now" John said. I crawled over to Jeff and undid his pants. He wasn't nearly as thick as Nick but was extremely long, about 8.5 inches, with a downward curve. In spite of its length it was probably the easiest cock to deepthroat I'd ever had. I could swallow his whole cock, all the way to the base. I was able to finish him in a matter of minutes. When he announced he was cumming I pushed deep and held while his cock spasmed several times. I could feel the cum shooting down my throat but his cock was so deep I didn't even taste it. I stood up and leaned against the railing next to Jeff. He buttoned his pants and lit two cigarettes, passing one to me. I took a drag of the cigarette and made some small talk with Jeff. I went back inside. Jeff and John stayed outside with Nick and Tom. It was now around 11pm and Peter and Rich were no longer downstairs but 2 new guys were present. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and decided to take a look upstairs. I peeked into one of the bedrooms and saw Peter, Rich and and a guy I hadn't met yet. The guy I hadn't met was on all fours on a cussioned bench. He was being fucked by Peter while sucking Rich's cock. I put two fingers in my mouth to wet them and reached into my pants. I watched for a while and rubbing the head of my cock through my cage. After a bit I moved on to the next room and looked in. There were two guys I hadn't met yet. They were in the bed in the 69 position sucking eachothers cocks. I couldnt see much from the doorway as they were under a bed sheet so I continued to the next room and looked in. There was a guy laying naked in the bed watching porn on a small wall mounted TV. He saw me peak in and quickly motioned for me to enter. He stood up as I walked towards the bed and began to help me undress. I finished off my drink and took out the black bottle before kicking my cloths into a pile on the side of the room. He bent me over and started to lick my hole. I was already past ready to take some dick. He was already hard from the porn so I moaned "please put your cock in me." "I dont have any condoms" he said. After I told him he didn't need a condom to fuck me, I realized that no one had cum in me yet. He slapped my ass and said "turn around and enjoy the movie." I turned around to face the TV, still on all fours. He positioned himself behind me and lubed up his cock. I took a hit from the bottle as he pushed his cock inside me. The video was straight porn and was a close up creampie compilation. Not really my thing but I was able to get into it by imagining myself in place of each girl as they got pumped full of of cum. The guy behind me was pumping away at my ass and was fixated on the screen. I thought he might be straight and got extra turned on at the that I might be getting barebacked by someone who wasn't into me at all. Feeling like nothing but a sex object to be used by men was one of my biggest turn ons. He gave a few deep thrusts and grunted as I felt him explode inside me. My ass finally had its first load of the night. The guy quickly got dressed and left the room leaving me all alone. I left my cloths on the floor walked naked back to the first room. Peter, Rich, and the guy I hadn't met had been joined by Tim and Nick. Rich was fucking Peter on the bed. Nick was fucking the guy who I had been watching get fucked last time while Tim was under them in the 69 position. I walked over to Peter and Rich and slipped into the same position Tim was in a few feet away. I sucked Peters cock while Rich thrusted his cock in and out of Peters ass. Peter returned the favor by licking at my limp caged cock. After 15 min or so Peters cock began to twitch and my mouth was finally filled with his seed. I held his cum in my mouth while shifting to tounge Rich's balls. Rich grunted and pushed deep filling Peter with his load. I opened my mouth and caught a glob of cum as time pulled out. "Looks like your friend is hungry tonight" Rich said to Peter "maybe you should feed him somemore" Peter sat upright and pushed a few times squirting gobs of Rich's cum into my open mouth. Peter got up and looked down at me. My mouth was still open and full of cum. "Damn boy, you really are a cum slut aren't you?" he said. I swallowed both loads and replied "I try to be". I moved to the edge of the bed as Nick announced he was about to cum. He gave a few deep trusts and pulled out. Seeing an opening i slipped in and began to lick the cummy hole. Just as I finished lapping up Nick's cum, Tim moaned that he was gonna cum. His partner locked his lips as Tim moaned and filled his mouth. I ran into Todd and John as I left the room and the three of us went back to the room I had left my cloths. It quickly became apparent that John was a bottom. We got on all fours next to eachother and Todd alternated between us for a bit. I was happy when Todd finished inside me instead of John. After I got dressed Peter found me. It was getting late and he had already come twice. He asked if I needed a ride back to my friends place. He dropped me off and, near complete exhaustion, I fell fast asleep on the couch thinking about all the cocks and cum I had lucked into that night.

So this goes back in time somewhere between 1990 and 2005. Lol my memory fails me . I think it was on route 5, I think the same road as another vid store that was called aircraft books, near Pratt Whitney. But they weren't right near each other. Someone else mentioned a place in rockville..Rockville... did you have to go down stairs for that one? Also, the one in Willimantic, think that was called Dans?Dan's?? My memory fails me... think there's still one in groton, but gavent been in years. I always liked the long island ones better as they had more couches and areas to get naked and walk around. Fantasy, teasers, cheri bombs or cheri blosdoms, club babylon, cherries, and palace video. I worked desk at palace a few times. Got friendly with the owner and strippers there. Whenever someone hot came in, I'd leave the front desk to someone else and go prowl the booths. Even did private shows with some customers.

Part 8 “C'mon!” Ryan had said. “Let's go find Drew”, and had headed on up the path moving deeper into the park and the trees. “You know where he is?” I'd asked, my heart beating more rapidly and my hard cock throbbing with each pulse. “I have a pretty good idea!”, Ryan laughed and kept going. After what was probably close to ten minutes Kevin and I followed a slight curve in the path and spotted Ryan a few feet ahead of us grinning big and slowly stroking his cock. He put a finger to his lips letting us know to be quiet then waved for us to hurry and join him. As we reached the spot where Ryan was standing I saw that the path forked to the left and the right. Ryan was looking to the left and Kevin and I both did too. I don't know what I was expecting to see but it wasn't what I now saw. Instinctively I opened my mouth but before any sound came out Kevin, standing just behind me, placed a big hand over my mouth, pressed his bare chest against my back and whispered for me to be quiet. Acknowledging his command I nodded and we all three watched the scene a few feet away from us. Just off the path itself was a small open area with a picnic table situated just under a tall huge tree. Laying naked on his back on the table was Drew, his feet flat on the edge of the table and his knees bent. The three of us were standing so that we were to Drew's left and I could see his tight toned body clearly and once again was filled with a hunger for him. Straddling Drew's waist was a well-built dark-skinned man who was raising himself up and down rhythmically on what was plainly Drew's hard bare cock, taking it again and again balls deep into his asshole. The natural acoustics of the outdoors made it easy to hear the constant slap-slap-slap of flesh against flesh with each penetration. Their words also came across the space clearly to our ears. The man was panting and moaning and I heard him say, “Oh damn boy! Your cock. It's so big and so hard. It feels so good in my hole!” Drew was running his hands sensually up and down the man's sides as he responded. “Yeah, daddy. You like having your son's raw cock fucking you don't you? Do you want your son to cum in you daddy? Do you want me to fill you up with our family dna?” I moaned hearing Drew's words. It sounded so dirty and wrong and at the same time made me stroke my cock faster. I felt Kevin lean harder against my back, his turgid cock rubbing my asscheeks, as he whispered in my ear. “Fucking hot, huh, man?” I nodded and kept watching the hot scene before us. “Yes!” the man riding Drew exclaimed. “Please son. Please cum in your daddy's hole and breed me like I need you to!” I watched Drew grab the man's hips and thrust his body upward as he yelled out, “Cumming daddy! Fucking cumming in your ass! Whitewashing your guts with your own son's cum! Take it! Take itttttttttt!!!” With that the man shot his thick load all over Drew's chest and abs as Drew emptied his balls into the guy's stuffed ass. It was all I could do to stay quiet, especially when Ryan who was standing in front of me pushed back against me causing my aching leaking cock to press against the crack of his naked jock ass. At the same time I felt Kevin pressing harder against me from behind and was aware of his wet cockhead smearing his precum on my own ass. “Damn!”, I thought to myself. “How can they expect me to be quiet when they're doing this to me?!” As we watched Drew and the man making out, Drew's cock still inside him, I felt Ryan reach back, grab my dick and press his asslips back onto my dripping cock. Kevin, somehow anticipating that I was about to groan loudly and make our presence known, clamped his hand once again over my mouth as I felt my cock sliding deep inside only the second ass I had ever been in. I moaned silently against Kevin's palm as I felt Ryan's asscheeks make contact with my thick bush. His hole was so wet and warm and wrapped snugly around my shaft like it was made for my cock. A shudder ran through my body and I instinctively ground my hips forward into Ryan's jock hole. He turned his head back over his shoulder and looking me in the eyes said, “Fuck me Daddy! Fuck your son until you fill me up with your cum. Your hot married cum. Mom will never know!” Hearing that, all rational thought and control were gone and I pulled back and thrust forward over and over wanting to bury my cum inside him. Nothing else seemed to matter. As I would pull out my ass moved back and I felt Kevin's throbbing cock in the crack between my asscheeks. It felt so good. Then Kevin started whispering into my ear, “Yeah Justin fuck his hot young ass. Bury your raw married daddy dick inside your son's slutty hole. He wants it. You want it. Breed your boy stud!” I grabbed Ryan's hips tightly and began pounding harder into him, aware only of his tight ass on my cock and the feel of Kevin's wet cockhead rubbing against my own hole. Both sensations had me horned like never before and I could feel my climax approaching. I was about to breed my boy's ass I heard myself say in my head. And I wanted to. I wanted to coat his guts with his own daddy's cum!! Kevin pressed his naked sweaty chest against my back and ran his tongue inside my ear. “He loves getting dicked Justin. Just like Drew does. Just like I do. You'll love it too once you get fucked the first time. Don't you wanna know how good it feels man? I'd give you mine right now if you want it. Just tell me baby.” His dirty sleazy talk put me over the edge and I felt my nuts tightening up and my cum blasting deep into the young man's hole my dick was stuffing. (more to come??)

I’ve always been curious about that place. My favorite cruising spot is Hartwell Park in Long Beach. Great taking loads out in the open between buildings and shipping containers

Part 7 Ryan was slamming his cock deep into my throat with every thrust. After gagging a few times at first my excitement and need took control and I found myself easily and eagerly taking the full length of his thick cock balls deep with no problem. There was a continual pooling of his precum on my tongue which I swallowed readily savoring the taste. As I gave my mouth and throat to Ryan's dick I felt Kevin's tongue giving my asshole pleasure I didn't know was possible. Every so often he would slap one of my cheeks hard making me moan around my mouthful of cock. Ryan kept up a running thread of dirty talk which served to make me hornier and desiring to give them all the pleasure I could as they were giving me. “Yeah man that's it!”, Ryan grunted. “Suck that cock man. Take every fucking inch in your throat. I love feeding my cock to a horny newbie especially a married one finding out how hot man to man sex is. Helping him cheat on his wife and making him let go and surrender to his needs. You need cock in your mouth don't you dude? You need a hot sexy fucker eating out your cheating manhole right?” He pulled his cock out of my mouth and tilted my head up to look at him. “Isn't that right you hot sexy pig? You need it huh?” In a hoarse voice I answered him, “Yes, yes I need it. I don't know why but I need it so much!” Ryan grinned at me darkly and asked, “What else do you need daddy? What do you want more of?” I wasn't sure what he meant and told him so. He rubbed his oozing cockhead over my cheeks and chin and said, “You need more of the fuck smoke don't you? You need to feel it letting you let go of all the restraints and questions and just indulge yourself in every hot dirty desire in your mind. All the cock and cum and sucking and fucking you can enjoy with other men. Without her ever knowing. Right?” I was stroking Ryan's magnificent cock and moaning as Kevin drilled hungrily into my fuckhole. “Yes that's right”, I panted. “I need more smoke. I need more cock and mansex. More of all of it”. Suddenly I realized Kevin was no longer rimming my hole at the same moment I saw him standing next to Ryan in front of me holding the pipe and lighter in his hand. Ryan pulled me up to a standing position. “And you're going to get what you need man. Starting with more smoke.” Kevin put the stem between my lips and flicked the lighter underneath the bowl which started filling up with that sweet white smoke. “Three big hits buddy,” Ryan instructed me. “Take 3 big ass hits for us then we'll have some fun.” I began inhaling taking the thick smoke into my lungs and body and brain. Before I exhaled the first hit I could sense a growing need to do things with these 2 naked hot men that I would never have dreamed of just a week ago. And I welcomed the feeling. I was ready to go where it led. As I started to inhale my next hit I felt my hard-as-rock cock enveloped in a wet warmth and saw Ryan on his knees with my cock balls deep in his mouth. Damn that looked so fucking sexy, my cock between his lips. I continued inhaling the smoke and heard Kevin say, “Yeah he's a great cocksucker man. And he loves having his face full of cock. He sucks cock as good as he fucks ass,” He saw my eyes widen when he said that, reminding me that Ryan had fucked Kevin's ass earlier and I had eaten some of his cum from Kevin's hole. Kevin grinned. “Yeah man I love the way his cock feels pounding in and out of my ass, his balls slapping my asscheeks. And when he cums I can feel every spurt and every rope of his cum blasting into me. It's incredible man! Have you been fucked Justin?” I blew out an even bigger cloud than before and could feel what I can only describe as something like an electric current running throughout my body and in my head. “No. No,” I answered. “I'd never had sex with anyone besides my wife until last week. And I fucked him but no, I didn't get fucked.” “One more guy,” Kevin said holding the flame under the bowl again. I started drawing the drug into my mouth and lungs once again and heard Kevin say, “You don't know what you're missing buddy. It feels so so good having your cock buried deep inside another guy's tight hole and you know that after fucking the guy last week. But I'm telling you feeling a dick filling up your hole and fucking it til he cums is abso-fucking-lutely amazing!!” I blew out the cloud and looked at Kevin as his words drew me in. “Didn't it hurt when you got fucked the first time?” Deep inside my head, a small area maybe where the smoke hadn't taken complete control yet, I couldn't believe I was standing here naked with 2 naked men talking about getting fucked. But this thought was pretty deep and the smoke was obscuring it. Kevin kept his eyes on me as he sucked a lungful from the glass pipe. Not saying a word, when he lowered the pipe he leaned toward me and I automatically leaned toward him and felt his lips and tongue then felt the swirling smoke as he breathed it into my mouth. I hungrily sucked it in wanting more of the awesome feeling I was getting from each puff, each cloud. We broke our lip-lock and Kevin grinned and said, “Yeah it hurts like a fucking bitch! But not for long. And once the pleasure hits you forget all about any pain. The pain is worth it for how good it feels having a cock in your hole!” I was thrusting harder into Ryan's slurping talented throat conscious only of how good everything felt that he and Kevin and Drew had shown me so far. Could there be even more sweet pleasure doing more? “You're right it felt better than anything I've ever felt when I fucked his ass. And Drew obviously loved getting fucked. He kept begging for it”. A look crossed briefly over Kevin's face at the same time Ryan pulled off of my cock. I looked down at him and saw a mischievous smile on his full wet lips. “Drew? Is that the name of the guy you met last week and fucked and got high with?” “Yeah,” I answered. “It is. Do you guys know him?” Ryan stood up and gave me a deep kiss. Ending the kiss he grinned at me and said, “Oh yeah we know him all right. He's my cousin dude! And today has just gotten better for all of us!” (more on the way)

After getting fucked a few times, my wife's pussy became such a turn off. It made it easier to divorce her and devote my holes to raw cock

I love to do that. It‘s so hot and degrading. I can fulfill my needs and desires. And the bottom-faggot-slut? Sometimes I feel like a dentist when I give the order „open your mouth wider“. I really do not care about the bottom. He can lick it afterwards. He can wash it off. He can put it in his cunt.

You probably have nothing to worry about. If this guy is taking one pill a day, where he was once taking 38, that's a reflection of the advancement of medicine, not that he's slacking off on his medication. Virtually all HIV treatment today consists of a single pill taken daily; those pills contain 3 or 4 separate medications that, together, do what it used to take a mass of medicines to do. Moreover, in most cases, those single-dose-per-day medications typically render the patient "undetectable", meaning that while he still has HIV, the level is so low in his system that it's not possible under any normal circumstances to transmit HIV to a partner. I can't advise you as to where you could find PEP in Berlin, but it honestly shouldn't be necessary, unless he was lying to you about being undetectable, or about being on medication, or he somehow managed to ejaculate in you in those five strokes. Incidentally, being a virgin does not make your rectum "a weak sucker for diseases".

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

Having not been in a relationship (not by choice) for over 10 years now, this is an interesting subject for me. My gut instincts, desires and general needs most definitely lie on the spectrum of sleazy and kinky - I would, if I could, happily play with a different guy every day (not that I've ever had that opportunity - suspect, combined with getting older, I'm not to many guys' tastes). Yet, on the flip side of that, I long for a daily hug, cuddle, and sexual intimacy from someone special, who is understanding, accepting of, and into my needs (and I their's of course). So, would I want a relationship again? Absolutely. But, it needs to be with someone that I can be totally honest with and accepts all my kinks, desires and wants. Even if that was the case, could it be monogomous? Unlikely - getting older, I don't want to be limited on any potential opportunities that might arise; I spent far too many years of my youth suppressing my true needs from my various boyfriends and probably missed out on a lot of horny, sleazy experiences as a result. Could it be an open relationship? This is the one that causes me most emotional conflict. To work, for the reasons given before, it would have to be an equal open relationship. But, within strict rules to keep the green-eyed monster away; either my potential other half would need to accept me 'playing away' as much as they were, or we'd only play together with others. I'm not holding my breath though. It's hard enough, even as a singleton (and despite the apps supposedly making it easier to hook up), to find guys that I'm into that want to play with me, so I don't underestimate how hard it would/will be to find a guy that wants a relationship that would work for me. I live in hope.

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