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Part 3: Father O’Brian walked in and made sure to not lock the door. He walked straight to my dad and started to make out with him. For 20 seconds I watched him kiss my father, wet tongue, and wondered how long my local priest has been a part of all this too. But then he stopped kissing dad and said “don’t stop boy, your dad needs to be used by his son too, don’t you think?” I instinctively obeyed and further rimmed my dads ass. It smelled like heaven. And I wanted to ask more about Father O’Brian, but couldn’t now keep off of dads hole with my tongue and lips. Father O’Brian started undressing and stated “I was about to head straight home from church, looong day. But then I got the most peculiar video of a tweeked out boy doing t and being a naughty naughty boy. Then just given this address and no questions asked. I’m so happy you are finally embracing your true self Alex.” As he was talking to me like another proud dad, I saw on his now shirtless self a biohazard symbol with what looked to be a skull. I figured this is what it means to be a proud poz man. And even though he’s older, Father O’Brian is very handsome. His eyes met mine while still licking dads hole and swallowing every taste I could. he smiled like dad and master then seeing my gaze while taking direction to eat our dads hole. Dad was squirming and moaning like I haven’t heard before. And being so loud, pretty sure anyone outside walking by could probably hear. Father O’Brian said “you like my tattoo my son? Yes, it took me a bit but with masters encouragement I embraced what I have become. I am a highly potent toxic pig myself. And knowing I infect others makes me feel accomplished. And seeing you fixed on it, I’d say you don’t mind. Must have been taught right already to lust for poz.” He took his pants off showing his black and gray jockstrap bulging through. Dad immediately went forward to it licking and sucking through the fabric. He moaned and smiled, and told me to grab the baggie. I did as instructed immediately. It was incredible seeing dad now in heat. When I grabbed the bag, father obrian spit on my dads face. He smacked his face a bit, not a whack but definitely wasn’t expecting that. He told me to use his card he handed me to crush a line. “I know you know how to make a line. But here’s a trick I’m gonna further teach you. Take this straw and scoop the crushed tea with it.” I was handed a cut plastic straw, what looked it was used with scissors or something. I crushed a line, scooped a bit of t in it. As I scooped father O’Brian took out his own lube from his pants on the floor. Apparently priest come prepared. He applied it to dads hole while telling dad to stay still. Then those magic words “now put that line onto your dick my son” said father O’Brian. “are you sure? What if it falls off?” “then you’ll scoop it up with your tongue. It’s not gonna go to waste” I slowly scooped the crushed bits into the straw and found it easy to poor right on my hard cock. This was amazing. “Now my son, slam your cock into your own fathers hungry hole!” ”wont that burn? It burned my nose and this is a huge line.” I said Dad barked “FUCKING DO WHAT YOUR TOLD SON, REMEMBER WHAT YOU AGREED TOO! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME ROUGH NOW.” I had a second hesitation thinking of everything. My dad may of fucked me, but I never imagined he was a bottom before. I never imagined a priest would be ordering him around or have me put t on my dick. And all of a sudden, I went forward. I slid my cock into dads hole without going slow. Dad just looked back at me on all fours “MMMMMM GOOD SON, KEEP IT THERE AND LET MY NASTY POZ HOLE ABSORB THE DRUG.” I felt it sizzling in his warm hole. This is amazing . Father O’Brian then took my head, brought it to his, and made out with me. Dad started ti ride my raw cock that was inside of him, squeezing his hole onto my dick. This was all so much but felt just right. Like I was meant for incest. father O’Brian took his full dick out and dad knew what to do. He was getting so high with every passing second. He was an animal. I didn’t even know he could be like this. Father O’Brian parted our kiss saying “you know your next, right boy? And when I fill you that will be your third different strain of poz cum. I’ve been wanting to bug you for years. Just like your master and I did to your father.” I started to Moan like a pig hearing and feeling all this. “You want to be poz right now, don’t you boy?” “oh yes father, yes father O’Brian” ”good, but first cum inside your actual father. Give him your pathetic neg load. It won’t be long till you have the fuck flu. Now breed. Breed you father. Then I will breed you. And you will have for sure chances of claiming a biohazard tattoo. I know you want to earn one, say yes slut.” I was pounding and pounding and pounding and screamed “YES FATHER, I NEED TO BE POZZED!” With that I felt my balls tighten and my cock shoot my load deep inside dads cock. I heard him scream like an animal. I thought it was pain after finishing I was going to pull out. But dad held me right there and rode me harder. “I promise you son, you will be poz like us. Ahhhh fuck you feel amazing.” then father O’Brian went behind me, took his cock and covered it in shards I crushed from the bag. I felt lube spurted on my hole and without earning an intense burn and pain. Father O’Brian fucked be without warning. Kept going inch by inch so fast. And he stayed there. “stay their boy. I know it hurts but I’m gonna show you what you just did to your dad…just rougher and better.” The shards hurt like a bitch. I screamed and felt them slowly dissolve. Father O’Brian and dad both held me. Dad was still keeping my cock in his hole while father O’Brian kept his burning shard covered cock in me. It felt like 8 inches fully hard. “Mmmm your hole is so good. It just is asking to be used and abused. And no doubt you will be bugged with my dick and load added.” suddenly the shards started To kick in effect and my ass was on fire but in the best Way. Father O’Brian went back and forth slowly telling me “ your not the first father and son I’ve done this too. Come to church more often and I’ll tell you who else. You can always come to my office or confession booth. My other employees will love you too.” He was kissing my neck and started to increase his speed. The shards were now fully dissolved. Dad just said “I’m jealous son, to be pozzed and converted again is something I wish would could repeat.” then father obrian just started going full force on my ass. He rapped his hands around my throat and was chocking me. Dad just said how hot this was. But even with lack of air I slid back on the priests raw toxic dick. He let go to give me a Moment to breath and asked me “shall I give you my toxic load my boy?” “OOOOH FUCK POZ ME!” I responded. Then felt his cock tense, his sweat drip on me, my dad still on the floor with my cock still in his hole, and felt the biggest load that shot inside me yet. father obrian moaned so loud. He kissed me, then chocked me some more. Then finally as he was done moaning he collapsed on top of the both of us. we were all sweating, tweeked and in total bliss. We took a moment to kiss one another before getting off of eachother one by one. I got back on the couch with both my dad and Father Obrian next to me. They looked at me and Father Obrian said “you will for sure be poz soon Alex.” Smiling like before with a devilish smirk. How fitting for a face of a priest. dad looked at the supplies and said “there are still two slams left. What shall we do?” Then Father Obrian looked at him and said “one for each of your sons arms.” without a moment to respond they held me down. Even still flying as I was, they both kept me on the couch with little resistance. My first slam was intense with just one arm, but now they both were strapping bands on each arm, swabbed my veins with wipes, stuck me one at a time, and heard “on three. One, two THREE.” to be continued

Two weeks ago went to the ABS. This one is a little weird with 3 video rooms, filled with couches, and one of the rooms has a “private” section in back. There is a bed in the corner with a wall blocking the side. You can still see the video playing and others can join you from the end. I walked in, got naked, huffed my poppers, and got on all fours. Immediately had an older white daddy placed his cock in mouth. It was average size, but tasty, and he rewarded me with a nice load. While I was sucking him, a younger Latino guy started playing with my hole. As soon as daddy came, he slid his cock into my mouth, and used the spit and cum to lube up my tight hole. He then got behind me and slid his cock into my hungry ass, and I could feel it slowly stretching me out. He started to fuck me like piston, and my moans attracted some attention. A thick black daddy walked over, pulled his cock out of his pants, and forced my head down onto it. He fed me poppers as the Latino guy came deep in me. He then flipped me over onto my back, and got my legs up over his shoulders. He stood up, and slid his BBC into my wet hole, moaning loudly as he thrust deeper. The Latino guy was breathing heavy, but took this opportunity to have me clean his cock off, before he started sucking on mine. The black daddy was lifting up his belly do he could duck me deep, and the Latino guy had access to my cock. I soon came hard, flooding his mouth, as the BBC bottomed out in me and I felt the warm rush of cum flooding me. At this point, we were all spent, but I made out with the Latino guy as fellas jerked off onto me, and I felt a few more fingers probing my spent manhole, but no more action. I proceeded to get dressed and head home, as my ass was quite sore. Any cum that leaked out I used to masturbate with when I came home. What a visit!

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Hey ya’ll. Thank you for feedback and support. But it’s still my story so I’m gonna do my best to accommodate/listen. But it’s my story at the end of the day 😈 enjoy New to corruption PART 2: As I sit there in a still tweaked haze with my own father and boyfriends father…or now Master naked in front of me while I am told to stay in doggy position I can only think 3 things. 1) “WHAT THE FUUUCK JUST HAPPENED.” 2) “This is what Johnny is doing too???” 3) “How is my ass still wanting more?” Dad and Master chuckled together with an intense menacing stare. They knew I was still hungry for dick, t and so much more while being conflicted. Dad looked at me and said to Master “is my son worthy of your ownership my Master?” Mr Hughes looked right at dad and replied “he’s now my property. He may be your biological son, but I have more ownership of slave Alex from now on. And you know he will come for more after I leave, don’t you slave Carl?” My father just gleamed with joy responding “of course, I know he’s your property now. But having my son start his new journey into being a raw only chem whore like his father, it makes me know I’ve done right becoming a slave myself.” Master Hughes looked right at me and said “well now Alex, you are forever part of MY family. You, your father, my son, and a few others you will discover. I can see your mind is still adjusting. But here a few rules. As your new to this just a few. One, you will never use a condom. EVER. If you even mention them you will be punished. If anyone puts a condom on their cock you will rip it right in front of their own eyes. Two, you will take any man’s raw dick or ass when commanded by anyone. And I mean anyone! Three, when not with your master, you will obey either your father or any raw only pig that offers you dick, drugs, or any combination. And four, you will do as I command…ALWAYS. Does my new slave understand?” I looked with wandering lust, fear, and strangely excitement. My mind was not as high as before, so I knew with my mixed feeling whatever I say will confirm my fate. Looking at what just happened, the two daddies naked standing in front of me, my cumfilled hole still wanting more, and me naked in doggy position realizing my father and new master just fucked me raw with poz filled cum and making me now love being high, I should be furious now that it’s all done. Fuck, my dad banged my boyfriend. I was given copious amounts of drugs when I haven’t even tried pot before. And they are both HIV positive and want me to be too? But with everything in my head I looked up and said out loud “I understand Master.” I couldn’t help what just came out. I knew that all of this is crazy. But I didn’t have to pinch myself and pretend it’s a dream. Everything I felt was real. “Good son! I’m proud of you!!! Welcome to your new life.” My dad shouted. I wanted to come up but master held me down. He just kept smiling. Master Hughes just started rubbing my body all over. He then got in my face and said “you are now mine. And welcome to your new Chem life of cock worship.” Master Hughes told me to get on my feet finally but I was wobbly and week. He shuved me back on the couch and asked “what does slave desire?” I didn’t know what he meant at first, but then my mind just went back to what we were just doing…”may I please have more t Master?” Master Hughes smiled even more and said “right answer!!! Slave is addicted already. Your father is already refilling everything.” I looked over and dad was filling the pipe with a baggie I didn’t see before. I saw a bunch of shards and was glued. Almost drooling. Next to the pipe was a couple more needles lined up. “Don’t worry, you will slam more. But take it slow for now while you relax. You will continue to get high, but enjoy your realization that you have accepted your new role in life like your father did when we first met.” As master was telling me this dad was crushing some shards with his credit card. Divided three huge lines of crushed shards. I was shown with a rolled up $5 bill how to snort a line. Dad made it look fun. I was given the rolled up bill and told to just snort the line like I was taking a nasal spray through the dollar, but to not stop until the line was gone. I thought it be easy. But when I started to snort, it burned like my brain was burning! Immediately I couldn’t open my eyes. It was a lot of stinging. I heard them both laughing ”My boy, you will learn haha. But the other line is meant for your other nostril. Now don’t be to much of a bitch and make us wait” dad said. But before I could complain I felt even hornier and physically sweaty. I forgot for a moment how I just got done smoking and slamming and it all, but I was being shown how to be a true slut and party pig dad told me. He kissed me with his entire tongue engulfing my mouth and throat. I couldn’t believe it. It felt amazing having dads furry chest, beard, and his entire weight of his naked body pressing on me. His hands were holding me all over. Making me feel like a pig at one moment to his lover the next. I just did what he did. Held his face with my hands. Put my tongue all inside his mouth and allowed his tongue inside my throat as deep as he wanted. He pulled me away, looked at me and said “taste like cock and t. Just like me boy. But you still need to finish your other line son. Master was recording again on his phone when I looked. He said “do the line and lion straight into the camera when you do.” I took a moment again, but this time to appreciate the moment. I took the dollar, snorted my other nostril full of crushed shards, and looked right at the camera. My eyes were tearing from the burn. “Who’s the new whore in town? Say it!” Master was looking with a serious evil grin. I looked at dad who just nooded at me. “ i am Master.” ”your what?!?!” ”im the new whore in town.” “Good” master then grabbed me up while still recording. Pointed his phone straight in my face. “Anyone watching this has full permission to fuck you however they want?” now high as kite I just shouted “PLEASE FUCK ME. PLEEEASE. I NEED MORE DICK.” ”Especially poz slave?” I looked right at master Hughes and said “as long as it’s raw.” master stopped recording. Kissed me. And squeezed my balls so hard. He looked at me and said “a lot of people you don’t even know and know will see this video. If a stranger grabs you and tells you to bend over don’t be surprised.” master made me smile saying this which made him smile. “I need to be leaving now slave. But someone or a few people may stop by. I know you want to see Johnny but in due time. You will be playing hooked from classes. And whatever your father tells you you do.” I looked at master and said “please don’t go Master. I need you.” ”Awww slave, but you will appreciate the work I will be doing for you now. But go and be with your father. Incest is a beautiful thing.” with that he left, leaving my balls red from his tight grip, and me wanting more. High as a motherfucker, all the burning I had before made me realize I needed more dick. I couldn’t think of anything else. I turned back to dad who was now putting a needle right at my dick. It pinched but didn’t feel high. He just said “son, I don’t wanna miss out either. In a moment no matter how high you are your dick won’t ne soft. Now do me a favor, start licking your Father’s hole.” Dad forced me on my knees and turned around. I never done this but his big ass was beautiful. It was us alone, high, and finally bonding. His hole was so hot. I stuck my tongue right on his hole and it was like I never tasted anything before. I went further in hearing him moan. “Oooooo yeah son. Let me teach you how to rim a man. I’ll return the favor but you need to be taught how to be a pig in every way.” I kept licking, tasting musk and a little bit of more t. Dad said he put a shard up his ass while I was talking with master. He told me to go further. I did as he said and licked my fathers ass more groaning and licking for what felt like an hour, but the clock on the wall showed just twenty minutes. Meanwhile without noticing, my cock. It was ragging hard. Then while dad was moaning a knock on the door. My dad while moaning said come in without caring I was licking his asshole with my cock out, needles right next to us, no clothes on, and dad just smiling. A man came in with a big smile, but not as big as dads. I couldn’t see with my face still in dads ass. My dad told me don’t be rude and say hello to our guests as I always should. Tweeked, horny, and wet with spit and dads musk on my face I gave a gasp. “Hello Alex. Just got a hot video of you snorting sent to me and had to come see for myself. You need help fucking your dad?” There’s stood a man. Gray hair, average figure, wearing all black and a white collar. “Sure…father O’Brien.” I didn’t know what to think but now a priest was here. And the one I grew up seeing. Is this one of Masters friends…or other slaves? again let me know what you folks think? I’m new but trying. And if you want send me a message. Down to chat and make new pig friends. I myself just got my Prince Albert guaged this Saturday to a 0 and been bottoming like crazy since

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Part 1 Ben woke with a start, this was not his hotel room, then it all flooded back what he had done the previous night. Ben was 25, and on holiday by himself He had been sitting on his terrace when he first saw the tall blonde headed guy watching him, the guy walked past and smiled, but said nothing. later Ben had gone down to the pool , and saw the guy again, but Ben pretended not to notice. Later in the afternoon Ben walked down past the pool and down to the beach and walked along the sand, suddenly a voice said Hi and he felt a hand on his shoulder. when he turned it was the blonde guy he had seen eelier, thought I would never catch you alone he said, and I'm Brad, hi Ben said Ben, you're not from around here then no am across from the UK said Ben, Hot was Brads response and then he lent forward and kissed Ben. Ben did not fight the kiss but relished it and moved closer to Brads suntanned body, the kiss finished and Brad knew you were available. together they moved down the beach and slightly out f view as they kissed again and Brad's hand ran around Ben's crotch, mammy nice package as Ben's cock stiffened, come with me Ben followed Brad off the beach toward the hotel, finishing up by a beach facing apartment, this is Mine said Brad and led Ben in doors. Once inside Brad wasted no time in kissing Ben again and feeling his hole before pushing the swim shorts down so he could feel Ben's stiff cock before moving to his knees and starting to suck Ben, been started to moan with pleasure, Brad stopped and said swap places and been saw Brads Massive cock for the first time. He wrapped his lips around the head of Brads Cock and started to work down the shaft, he felt Brads hand on the back of his head slowly but surely pushing Ben down on his cock he almost gagged but stopped himself just in time. When he cam e off Brads cock, Brad was smiling , what about eating together tonight, and we go get you something sexier than those swim shorts, Ben was happy to go along with that, so having eaten Brad took him to a shop which had Thong style swim wear try these handing hen a pale blue thong I think they will suit you perfectly for tomorrow on the beach. Having bought the thong they made their way back to the hotel and Brads room, once the door we shut they started to kiss with shirts and shorts coming off quickly, Brad led the way to the bedroom and they began to make out Brad started to rim Ben's hole which made Ben moan and twitch. Brad moved back up Ben's body incising him and then whispering in his ear I so want to fuck you, but only fuck raw, is that a problem Ben's response was I have not been fucked raw in 5 years now, oh Fuck you don't know what you're missing said Brad and it means your nag too I bet, yes said been quietly followed by are you pod? yeah I am does that scare you, Ben did not respond, his mind we in turmoil. Tell you what let me fuck you and I will pull out whenever you tell me, yes, been thought about it and then nodded slowly and you will pull out when I say Yes promise said Brad. Brad did not waste any time and pushed the head of his cock against Ben's hole slowly Ben 's hole gave way and Brad's cock slid in, once all the way in he kissed been and said feel good, oh fuck yes monad Ben. brad started to slide back and forth slowly at first p=but picking up speed, been was in ecstasy and moaning, suddenly Brad stopped do do you want me to pull out? Ben was unsure what to do he was loving this fuck No carry on for a bit longer, Brad grinned knew you would like it, 10 minutes later he asked Ben again knowing he was almost ready to cum do I pull out? Ben did not say anything so Brad leant over and kissed him and said you have to tell me what to do fuck me said been. Brad gave 2 big thrusts and felt his pod cum explode into Bens Hole and then started to kiss Ben whose legs automatically wrapped themselves around Brads ass toy keep him in place. Brad's cock eventually softened and plopped out and the two embraced so I think you liked that fuck said Brad, Ben said nothing but kissed Brad and they fell asleep part 2 to follow

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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.

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!" ...

It was time once again to set my life on a new course. My partner of fifteen years had died. I'd owned the sailboat for 8 years. I'd loved the cottage home we'd renovated and gardens I'd developed but waking each day felt like the past. I needed to start a new future. My French fuck buddy had been after me for years to sail across the Atlantic. He was more than keen to join me for this adventure. Furthermore a younger straight friend was in the process of leaving his marriage and hoping to step into a new opportunity. We spent the next year getting our affairs in order. Finalizing the amicable divorce, selling my house, getting the boat ocean worthy, and studying everything we needed to know about sailing and navigation for a trans-Atlantic crossing. As we began our epic journey sailing Lake Ontario to the St. Lawrence Seaway on a beautiful spring morning I marveled a my sailing mates. Claude, my French fuck buddy was in his mid-fifties, a little paunchy, but quite fit, a rapid smile, gentle spirit, lovely nudist tan and very, very promiscuous. He'd taught me a great deal about cruising and helped me more fully embrace my cum dump tendencies. Joe, my straight friend, was a tall, big framed gentle giant of a man. I had never seen him flustered and he looked so comfortable and at home lazing at the tiller in his kaki shorts and loose button down shirt. The first week of our trip was great weather but a bit awkward as we adjusted to such different and unique people living together in such a confined space. The only sex that week was the night we were docked in Montreal. Claude and I had an all out fuck fest at a local bathhouse. It was such a relief for me to return to the boat with 7 loads in my ass and several swallowed in my guts. Claude had also sucked off a number of guys and fucked even more. He had saved his load to add to the soup mix of cum deep inside me just before we left to head back to get some sleep on the boat. The next morning Claude accompanied me to the marina washroom and fucked one last load into me before what we both expected to be a long dry spell at sea. We established our shifts to man the tiller 24 hours a day and when Joe was taking the overnight shift Claude and I would spoon naked in the v-birth. We were both horny as hell and would often awake with a hardon poking at our ass, but I held off all his sexual advances concerned about what Joe might think. He was bound in such a close space to hear us. One night with Joe at the tiller we were sailing through our first storm.The sound of the wind through the reafed mainsail and the crashing of waves as we sliced through them was quite intense in the v-birth. Before we fell asleep Claude's mouth sucked in my flaccid cock. I checked to be sure the hatch was closed and settled back with my hands behind my head. The warmth of his mouth after eight days of longing felt fantastic as my member swelled and hardened. Claude maneuvered himself around to present his solid 8 inch erection to my mouth and the rocking boat only added to our 69 face fuck. I loved the feeling of his cock plunging past my tonsils only to be pulled back before I choked. Clearly he did as well 'cause it wasn't long until his multi day load was blasting directly into my guts. I love to swallow and gulped for all I was worth. The shifting boat pulled his cock head out to my mouth and I delighted as more ropes sluced across my tongue. I had always loved the taste of his cum and this was no exception. The boat shifted again and he was still blasting deeper than my tonsils directly into my gut. He clearly had built up a huge load and I greedily didn't want to waste a drop. When he was fully spent he asked if I had cum yet. He'd been so taken up with the magnitude of his own orgasm that he'd abandoned my cock with his mouth. When I told him I hadn't he rolled me on my back, pushed my legs over my shoulders, and started to finger fuck my ass while stroking my ridged cock into my own face. By the time he was punch fucking my ass with three fingers I could feel my over full balls churning. I knocked his hand off my cock and took over to masterbate myself. Soon I could feel the cum blasting through my cock, out my cock head and spraying all over my face. I opened my mouth to shoot as much inside as the rocking boat would allow. When I was finished Claude helped me lie flat and enthusiastically helped me wipe the cum from my face and feed it into my hungry mouth. Fully spent we each had the best night sleep so far on our journey. I awoke the next morning to notice the storm had abated and that my morning wood was deep in Claude's throat. He expertly sucked me until I came in his mouth. He moved up to my head and snowballed my load back to me. He's never swallowed preferring to spit it out. With nowhere to spit and knowing full well my compulsion to never waste a drop he planted my load where I could savor it before I swallowed every salty sweet drop of precious nectar. To be continued

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.

Actually, their "Originalist" ideology, which only rears its head when their conservative ideals are "threatened" by an overwhelming majority seeking progression and change - Or when they Wealthy/Corporate power structures may be forced to do better; fly in the face that the law, like Language is a living, breathing thing. Since you brought up Roe, here is an example. The Decision on Roe is rooted in Actual application of the 13th and 14th amendment. Forced pregnancy and birth was something forced upon female slaves- people treated as chattle- women in general were treated as chattle. dissolving Roe sets the rights of Women back whT 150-160 or so years . its another step in resurrecting old power structures that are on life support. if the Law -like Language cannot breathe and grow, its becomes useless .it dies If Laws didn't change grow etc. I would be another Farm working slave. no rights, no education, no free will . I couldn't be Gay because I'd have to breed whatever woman mynmaster saw fit and I could be sold or killed at someone else's whim . But Justices such as Thomas woul go back to those days under law. even though that stance wildly opposes his own interests but he is t the first or only lying sleaze to e er sit on the bench

I'm always up-front and matter-of-fact about this subject, when it happens (which of course it does). I seldom get bad reactions from my partners (in fact, I can't recall any). STIs are a fact of life, and if someone is fucking with me, he's grown up and I expect him to do his share of adulting. I do occasionally get denial if I state that he was likely the source, which I sometimes do if I'm fairly certain, not in a judgmental way, but to provide him with maximum information so that he can better understand his own risks and will know that at least one of his other partners probably needs a heads-up (or is an asshole, which is also useful to know). More often, I get shock and profession of ignorance, which I take as a teachable moment and happily explain (sometimes at length) the salient details of the STI in question. This recently happened to me with a cute li'l 18-year-old cub who gave me crabs - he had no idea he had them, and didn't know the details of treatment, so I brought him up to speed. He seemed appreciative.

You probably need to get tested so you know what if anything you've got before you proceed.

Thank you. It's a hard thing to describe for those who have never seen or had one and I wasn't sure I got it right!

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Part of what you are feeling is the rush of serotonin and oxytocin subsiding but much of the "feeling bad" afterwards can be traced back to the unnatural but religious based sexual programming (ok, let's be honest, religious sexual grooming by Christianity) you've been subjected to since you were a boy. Males are raised to hide their penis in shame and feel guilty about having a libido. If the act of fucking occurs outside of a sexually monogamous marriage it is deemed dirty and sinful, but if the same act of fucking occurs under those specific conditions than the fucking somehow magically transforms into the Ultimate Expression of Pure Love. Western society is raised on this view of sexuality from such a young age it's often hard to see it for the unscientific crap that it is, so you feel subconsciously guilty and ashamed without realizing that's what it is. Let it go and revel in the memory of the Lust you've just enjoyed.

Didn't fuck but the first time I went to a bathhouse, within 10 minutes of walking around in my towel I was already getting deep throated and gave him a big load to swallow...first of 4 loads that day sucked/jerked out of me

Thanks, guys, for these most interesting replies. This is one issue I didn't realize existed. Now I know more than I did an hour ago. Pretty cool, right ???

Fucking Hot. i used to get a lot of truck stop sex, haven't in some time because there aren't any very active stops near me now. i've never been fucked in a sleeper cab, always wanted to though, it's always been in the restroom or outside on the edges of the rest stop at night in the dark. Pretty hot to receive cock bent over a picnic table 🙂

addendum for those interested; like a lot of total bottoms, i always wanna hold onto the seed a Man plants in me, i never shoot it back out and don't want someone eating it out of me once it's there lol. This is where i find cock size does make a difference. When a Man has a longer cock and breeds past the sigmoid curve (aka "the second hole"), i have found that i absorb His cum... which makes sense because it goes into the colon. When it doesn't get past that curve and stays in the rectum, it doesn't get absorbed and eventually makes its way out :-( This morning, i got up to pee after holding last nights deposit for >12 hours, and as i stood on my tile bathroom floor, all at once His load slid out and onto the floor. It impressed the fuck out of me, was a 4 inch solid puddle of cum. He tells me He often cums 2 or 3 times while fucking me, but i can never tell because He is one of those Tops who keep fucking when He has an orgasm. But wow, there is was, that was a lot of cum. Probably had some of my juices mixed in, but i was still impressed. Whatta Stud!

40 loads taken face to face + 464 loads anon with blindfold on = 504 loads so far this year.

Was horny as usual and got a room at the Days Inn last night. Posted the hotel/room # and propped the door open. Ended up with 15 loads. One guy dropped 3 loads and another dropped 2 loads. Good night. That makes 504 loads this year.

I think that is generally true. However, I wasn't all that comfortable with the mRNA technology due to how new it was so I opted for Novavax which is a much more traditional vaccine based on cloned protein spikes from the virus. Unfortunately Novavax until fairly recently was not widely available in the US due to how long it takes for drugs to be approved here. To get it I had to take part in a clinical trial. It was approved in India, China and some other countries way before it was here. Also another thing I've read is most of the side effects were from one particular brand of the mRNA vaccines, and generally the people who had issues (clotting mainly) usually had other pre-existing conditions that may have affected it. People who were otherwise generally healthy I think rarely had anything seriously adverse. A little injection site discomfort or feeling ill the day after getting the shot is not really such a big deal, and minor things like that have been common with a lot of vaccines over the years -- ones that are generally accepted as being safe and effective.

When I climed out of the cabin I was afraid Joe would see the sex satisfied glow in my face, the bounce in my step. But he was just too tired to notice anything. The three of us had some breakfast on deck and then Joe climed down into the cabin for much needed sleep. For the next couple of weeks Claude and I managed to find some private time and space during the day or night to suck each other off. I knew the longer this continued the bolder we got. It was only a matter of time before Joe would catch us in the act, or so I thought. It didn't come down to that in the end. It turned out he knew what we were up to all along. After lunch one day when Claude and I were feeling particularly horny and desperately trying to find some blowjob time and space Joe said; "Don't let me stand in your way. I know you're horny for each other. Just go ahead and suck or fuck or whatever you need to do. Who knows, I might even watch and have a good wank. God knows I could use one. Don't be shy. " Despite his words I was shy; but not Claude. He immediately moved his crotch in front of my face, dropped his sweats to the floor and presented me his semi hard on. I looked at Joe who smiled at me, winked and nodded his head. I tentatively reached for Claude's substantial cock and slowly took it in my mouth. As his cock was hardening he took hold of my hair and began to face fuck me. His cock now balls deep in my throat demanded all my attention, I had now completely forgotten about Joe. Claude pulled my loose shirt up and I released him long enough for him to remove it over my head. I was right back on his luscious meat and soon he had a wet finger inside my shorts probing at my hole. Over a month had passed since I'd had any attention down there, I needed his cock, I needed to get fucked. I had soon slipped out of my cargo shorts and bent myself over the cockpit bench. Claude was quickly rimming my ass and I was startled back to Joe's presence as he audibly gasped, 'Fuck yeah!' My moment of self-consciousness passed quickly as Claude proceeded in the best tongue fuck I had ever experienced. He stopped for a moment and I thought I could hear him ask, "Do you want to watch me fuck him?" "Fuck yeah!" Was Joe's enthusiastic response. Soon Claude's raw cock was teasing my hole. I snuck a look and Joe had his huge cock out and was stroking it like there'd be no tomorrow. Claude hoarked on his cock and my hole and with only spit for lube his mushroom cock head penetrated my ring. "Holy fuck Claude, where's the condom?" Joe's astonished voice. "Believe me, this is the only way he wants cock in his ass." Claude Joe, "Seriously?" Me, "Just fuck me already!" My hole was tight, it had been so long. But the pain of penetration was so exquisite, and soon Claude was balls deep and all pain transformed to pure pleasure. He pounded away doggie position for the longest time, until he sat on the bench and I lowered myself onto his stiff rod and rode it for all I was worth. Eventually we managed to figure out how he could enter me in missionary position and I begged him with my eyes to breed me. His pace picked up, his breathing became erratic and then he plunged deep into me. I felt every convulsion of his grand cock and knew he was filling me with copious amounts of his hot spunk. I heard a great gasp and looked towards Joe just in time to see him shoot his orgasm all over his stomach and chest having opened his shirt. "Holy fuck! You came in his ass!" "Did you expect him to pull out?" Me "Didn't you want him to?" Joe "I've bred his hairy ass many times. So have about one hundred other men." Claude As I scooped some cum from my ass and was moving it to my mouth, "Probably over 500. Not boasting. Just naming reality." Claude bent down, his cock still solidly up my ass and planted a French kiss on my mouth. Joe just shook his head his eyes wide open in disbelief of what he had just witnessed. To be continued ...

Chapter Three Firehose The Stud I love Halloween. Drunk sluts go out with easy access costumes. I chose my costume with one goal in mind, breeding some dumb twunk. I chose a gladiator costume this year because it shows off my pecs, and is perfect to freeball in. When I showed up at the bar I was pleased with all the potential targets to fill. First I noticed a sailor, at least that’s what I assume he was going for with just a sailor's hat and a speedo. Next I saw a devil wearing… devils horns and a black speedo. I love basic bitches. My target's fate was sealed when I saw the fireman, in a firefights cap and.. You guessed it, a speedo. He filled the back of his speedo very well, he had one extra thing though: a fanny pack full of condoms he was handing out to strangers. This fucker doesn’t realize how much he’s begging for me to breed him. I keep an eye on him but I don’t go right for him yet. I make conversation with some guys at the bar, and I notice a few of my past conquests around. That guy I bred on the couch dressed as Woody from Toy Story. He’s too easy now and I let my fellow top friends fill him. As the night goes on the dance floor is starting to get packed which is perfect for my plan. I noticed the fireman dancing in the corner, I guess he didn’t make a lot of friends handing out rubbers. I make my way over there without being too direct and start to show him some attention. I can tell he’s already pretty drunk, which makes my job easier. As we dance, I get closer and closer to him and soon his hands are all over me. It doesn’t take him long to realise that behind the loose leather straps of my roman soldier costume I have an eight inch unsheathed/uncut tool. I love seeing the way his face lights up when he finds it, when he realises he has his hand on my bare cock. The moment doesn’t last long though because he quickly realises he’s in a crowd and gets nervous looking around to see if anyone noticed what he found. Nobody can see us though, the crowd is too tight and the bar is too dark. I’m still worried he might get nerves and run off though so I wrap my arm around him and pull him in tight. I speak into his ear “don’t worry no one can see down there, it’s our little secret”. He starts to relax, my big arms and thick chest usually has that effect on prey. “You have a really big sword in your belt, sir” His words signal that I have him just where I need him. I don’t want to have a conversation though so I shut him up with a kiss on the mouth while I slide my hand down his back and into his trunks. His ass feels great and he clearly loves the attention. I found his hole quickly and rubbed it. I pulled him off my mouth, turned him around and pressed my raging meat against his ass, over the fabric. We “danced '' like this for a minute or two, really just him grinding into my cock until my hands wandered again to the back of his waistband. I pulled it down and brought his sweet ass out for my cock to probe. We danced some more like this, and he pushed his hole against my cock. I decided it was finally the right time to get in, I spit lubed my dick, lined it up, and pushed the head in. I did it just as the music was particularly loud, so no one noticed him yelp in surprise… and probably some pain. He pulled off fast though, I guess it wasn’t going to be that easy. I leaned over to check in, apologize if he seemed upset but instead before I spoke he handed me one of his stupid condoms. “That’s perfect” I said, “I love wearing condoms to fuck”. This is not a lie. I love pounding my cock into a tight ass with a broken condom bunched up at the base. I took it from him, opened the package, and rolled it onto my cock. It’s too small of course, but that’s even better. It’s loud in the club so he doesn’t hear me rip the tip before I apply more spit and push back into him. This time I shove in pushing the condom back as I go deeper. The music is raging and everyone around us is oblivious, dancing their drunk asses off. I pump into him with the beat so he moans to the music. I speak into his ear while I fuck him and tell him how good his ass feels through the condom. I thank him for being prepared, and announce that he’s going to make me cum inside his… condom. I feel his ass clench when I say this and I can tell he’s about to stain the front of his trunks with jizz. That’s my cue and and pump in hard five more times, ignoring the beat of the music, our neighbours on the dance floor finally noticed and stopped dancing to stare. Obviously excited by what they see. I shout as I unload into him, as usual I have a lot of cum for an unsuspecting prey and my cock pumps him full. As I pull out I slide the condom off and toss it on the floor. The patrons that saw us fuck started clapping and I pushed my prey just enough that he stumbled into some of them, ass still out. While he found his balance and pulled up his trunks I slipped away. He’s been hunted and bred now, I don’t have any more use for him. I step outside into the cold October night and there’s a twink dressed as Spiderman panicking that he can’t find his wallet. I’m a nice guy so I offer to help. I ask him if he remembers using it after arriving at the bar and he says he’s not sure. Well I find it quickly behind a tree but I slip it in my belt and pretend to keep looking. I tell him we’ll have to retrace his steps back to his home because he probably dropped it on the way, and he agrees. I follow him up the street, pretending to look for his wallet, locked onto a new prey. The Prey I was new to town, just starting uni after a taking gap year I spent in Europe and I needed to make friends so I joined the universities gay straight alliance. I made a few people this way but after two months I still didn’t have anything more than some friendly acquaintances. I was feeling lonely but I soldered on. There was a Halloween party coming up at a local gay bar near campus and our group had decided we should send a member to provide free condoms to advertise our organization while promoting safe sex. I volunteered because I saw it as an opportunity to accomplish several things at once, socialize with locals, and promote a cause I care about. I’ve always practiced safe sex, and I’ve heard some gay men have been less careful in recent years. The more people who do it, the easier it will be to ask for it, that’s how I see it. So I went in a sexy fireman costume… well all I could find was a cheap fireman hat so I wore it with a pair of swim trunks. That counts as a costume right? When I arrived at the bar there was a good crowd, and I was excited to mingle. No one else seemed to feel the same about me though. I tried approaching people, giving them condoms, and making conversation, but they just got quiet and awkward once I handed the condom to them. One guy I started talking to refused, he said it was too late, he took a load up his ass before coming to the bar. I thought that was gross and just left the conversation there. All the while I was drinking more and more hoping that the booze would loosen me up enough to push through awkward convos but I wasn’t having any luck. By the time I had the courage to dance alone I was pretty drunk. The dance floor gradually got more and more crowded and I didn’t notice right away that a man near me was actually giving me some attention. I was grateful to have a friend and turned to him. I was shocked at how handsome he was. Dressed as a roman soldier with just a few straps of brown leather covering his body, and what a body. The chest was carved out of marble, his arms looked like they were stuffed with baseballs. I was completely entranced. As I traced my hands down his abs, I got bold and put my hand down between his legs, expecting to grope him through his underwear.. But I was shocked to find a fat cock freely hanging behind the flimsy straps of his costume. For a moment I forgot where I was and held it, it even flexed in my hand. When I realised someone could see me I pulled back and looked around, lucky no one seemed to have noticed. I was going to back away but he put a strong arm around me and pulled me in close. He said something into my ear, “.. our little secret” I couldn’t listen, not because of the noise but because I was distracted by his body pressed against me. His grip was so firm and comforting. I made a lame joke about his sword. I wanted him more than anything at this point. I was hoping he would take me home with him tonight. He slid his hand down the back of my swimsuit and pressed my hole. I was so worked up at this point, I needed him inside me. He seemed to read my mind and turn me around so he could press his now hard meat against my ass. I’ve never been more annoyed at a thin piece of lycra that covered my ass. Eventually he decided the same and pulled the back of my swimsuit down. I could feel his bare cock on my ass. I wasn’t expecting him to shove it in when he did and I gave a shout, the whole bar was shouting along with the music and no one realised I was shouting about something different. I was amazed that surrounded by people unaware I could feel his bare cock in me, bare, wait! I managed to pull myself off of him and grabbed one of my condoms and handed it to him. He told me he loved condoms which is good news because he has to use it. A moment later and he was back in me, but now it wasn’t just the tip. He sunk his huge cock deep into me, deeper than I thought I could ever take. He pumped into me roughly, it hurt, but I needed him more. As he fucked me surrounded by strangers he told me how much he loved the condom. It seemed strange how much he was turned on by the condom but it was also really reassuring. I could feel myself getting close and suddenly he started pounding me with no mercy, There’s no way people are noticing this. I came in the front of my trunks and moments later I heard him howl as he came while inside me. I heard him because there was a quiet part in the music. When he pulled out, I tripped and fell into the crowd. It felt like everyone was staring at me at that moment. A lot of people were. When I got back up he was gone. People were clapping though, for me? The attention was embarrassing, but also flattering. I went looking for the man, but he was gone. Thank god I made him wear a condom. I went to the bar and sat on a stool only to realise I sat in something wet and sticky, gross. I guess that’s my cue to go home before I make a bigger embarrassment of myself. I wonder what was on that stool, there’s so much of it on my butt, nasty. Somehow there’s more there after I left the bar, I could feel it running down my leg as I walked home.

Week 2 I started off the week dropping by for my next set of blood work and to pick up my first check. I took the $500 check straight to the bank and waited all week for Friday to come. I thought back to last Friday and how it was the best sex of my life. My classes for Friday were canceled and I was able to head to the testing site early. The staff didn’t seem surprised to see me back early and let me get ready as the men gathered in the play rooms. Since I was early and a few guys had already arrived in the play area I was informed of an idea that they had for me to try. I was asked if I had sex in a sling. I had seen a few videos of guys getting fucked in slings and they always looked like they enjoyed it so much. I let them know that I had never had sex in a sling and wanted to try getting fucked in a sling. They took me to a special play room and had me climb into the sling. Once I was settled in I was ready for my shot. For the second week in a row I was memorized as they applied the piece of rubber to my upper arm, wiped a prominent vein, then stuck the needle in, drew back a little getting a flash of blood indicating that they were in the vein. With no warning the rubber tourniquet was removed and I felt the drug work on my body as I coughed out hard. I was really feeling the drug this week as they open the door to the room and the few men in the play area began to enter. The first guy stepped up and applied lube to my eager hole. As he slipped in a finger I felt a slight burn as he lubed my hole. I asked about the burn and was told that it was probably the lube and that I’d get used to it quickly. The guy lubing my hole was right and as I started to suck the cocks that were presented to me the burning faded and my hole became hungrier as he removed his fingers from my hole. I began begging for someone to fuck me. As I went back to sucking cock I felt a hard cock drive inside me in one stroke. I let a moan escape around the cock in my mouth as the guy inside my ass began to long dick me like a stud. The guy fucking me took his time as he used my ass and boy did it feel good to have a nice hard cock inside my hole. I thought he was going to cum inside me several times only to have him keep long dicking me. Finally when he began to grunt and groan I felt his cock spasm. He looked down at me, smiled and pulled out. It felt like a gallon of cum began to drip from my ass as another cock quickly was shoved inside. As the new guy between my legs began to pound away the guy who had just fucked me moved up next to me and leaned in to kiss me. As he began to pull away he told me to enjoy the 4 loads of jiz he shot inside my great ass. It didn’t take the guy fucking me long to cum as he was replaced by another guy between my spread legs. After a few hours in the sling I was ready to stretch my legs as a couple guys helped me down. While In the sling I was fucked by over a half dozen guys and took nearly a dozen loads. I felt cum running down my thighs as I walked around and noticed that there were more college guys getting fucked. I wondered around only to discover to find the first guy who fucked me that night lying on his back with hard cock pointing up. It was the first good look at that cock to see that it had to be nearly 9” long. It had to be the largest cock I had ever taken inside my ass. As I approached I noticed that he was lying there with his eyes closed. I climbed on the bed trying not to disturb him and position myself over his hard cock. His eyes opened as I began to lower myself down onto his magnificent cock. A smile came to his face as he asked if I remembered him from last week. I had to be honest and let him know that I was fucked by so many guys last week I did not remember him. He reminded me of when he fucked me, and that he didn’t cum since he had fucked so many of the other guys there that he was shooting blanks. He went on to tell me that he is usually good for many loads but that there were so many hot asses to fuck he ran out of cum. He figured that he’d keep from cumming all week as to have a nice reserve built up in his balls. As I began to ride his cock he pulled me down for a nice kiss. As our tongues began to duel I felt a hand on my back and felt a cock begin to work in alongside the one already inside my hole. I felt a slight burn as the cock made its way inside. As the burning faded the two cocks began to feel great as I looked over my shoulder to see a black guy behind me. The guy I had mounted told me that the guy joining us was his roommate and they were just waiting for a hottie like me to take the bait. I was motionless as the two cock inside began to piston in and out. This time no one held back as I felt the cocks spasm in turn emptying their load inside me. When we got up I noticed that they both had identical tattoos on their upper back between their shoulders. I still couldn’t place the symbol and asked what it meant. They looked at each other, flashed a grin and let me know that it was a reminder of their time here at school a few years back. They were sure that I’d probable get my own at sometime in the future to remind myself of the good times like tonight. I kept moving around getting fucked by who ever wanted my ass. When I started to get tired and the tops were heading home I made my way to the showers to clean up and get dressed. As I left I was reminded to stop by on Monday for my pay check and to submit to the weekly blood work.

Cody: Sunlight streaming in the bedroom window caused a bit of haze as I very slowly awoke. The two day drive from Seattle to Dad’s house in the suburbs of Chicago had really taken a lot out of me, but after a couple of very groggy minutes I realized I was in his bed, alone. I figured he had likely gone for a run. I really love sleeping in Dad's bed. Although I would have preferred to find him sleeping next to me, at least I could still smell him. My Dad and I started having sex several years before I left for college. It wasn’t an affair as much as it was pure hormones. Being a horny teen, I was eager to learn about sex, and Dad was more than willing to be my guide. I never complained, especially since I had long since adjusted to the reality I was gay, and, as my relationship with Dad expanded to include sex, I was more than ready and receptive, especially since then as now, Dad maintained had a nicely toned body. As I lay there in his bed, it occurred to me my morning wood was in complete agreement. After high school I was accepted at an out-of-state university. Fast forward several years of fun and hard work, and now, post graduation, I had a degree in finance and was back at my Dad’s house. I was horny and wanted his body more now than ever before. I couldn’t get enough cum. In college I had been a real pig, and sucked off more than one roommate. I’m surprised I came away from college without coming down with one STD or another. Anyhow, Dad was now 43 to my 22 years, but as he exercises religiously, he is still really young in my eyes. I was always slim and had been on my high school’s swim team, which helped get me a scholarship and to tryouts for the college swim team. I was trim, and I definitely like my body, but my 'little Cody' was doing all the thinking. I imagined if Dad were here right now I’d be sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I wondered why we hadn't fucked the night before. I know I wanted him, and he had been very happy to see me, but as I had been exhausted by the drive, I guess I just passed out. The thought of Dad fucking me got me rock hard and horny to the point of distraction. Something needed to happen soon; I wanted, no, I needed Dad's cum inside my hole, especially when I thought back to my experiences in years past with Dad. I really liked it when, as we fucked, Dad would get verbal and nasty, calling me his cum hole. My cock started to leak. I got up to piss, and afterwards checked my phone. There was a text from Dad that read, “Getting an early run in, back soon Cod.” My name is Cody, but as long back as I could remember Dad has used the nickname 'Cod'. The kinky part of me wanted him to call me his “cum hole,” and tell me how he was breeding my ass. Fuck, I wanted to taste his cum. I decided to shower and get myself together before Dad got back. I was horned as fuck and thought about jacking off but decided to wait until Dad got back. I was determined to get his load. Dad: It was nice watching Cod sleep was nice, and knowing he needed the rest, I decided to let him sleep in and use the opportunity to hook-up with one of my regulars, Sam, I guy I met on Grindr. Sam and I have been fucking a couple of times a week or so for nearly a year now; with Cod away at college I had to have relief, and Sam satisfied my needs quite nicely. I have always barebacked, and had always topped with Cod but after he went away to school I decided to explore the role of a bottom and started taking bare cock from several guys, Tom, Alan, Nick, and Sam - just a few of the guys I had fuck me at one point or another over the last few years. I loved taking it bareback. I initially asked about the top's status but when Alan answered "I don't know," I decided to still take his load. After taking Alan's load I stopped asking the guy's status. I just wanted to be fucked hard and to take big loads of cum in my ass. I really had no idea if I’d ever taken a poz load of cum until I met Sam. He’s now 28, 6’ tall and lean. He reminds me somewhat of Cod, even if he is a couple of years older. He told me upfront that he was HIV positive. I replied I was HIV negative, but didn’t care either way; the truth is my cock had never been harder. What I didn’t know is that Sam did care about my status: he only wanted to fuck guys who were negative, and since he and I had hooked-up and I made switch to being a cum pig, one who had no trouble that an HIV positive guy was regularly fucking me, Sam had decided me wanted me to convert. Meanwhile I couldn’t get enough of Sam, and was flattered Sam couldn’t seem to get enough of me. He asked if I was still negative, but as I hadn't been tested for quite some time, more than a year or so, even if I had taken many of Sam's loads, still I had to answer that I didn't know. Sam frequently commented "I hope you convert," and "I'm gonna make it happen," but as far as I was concerned it was more of a matter that maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't, but as he was on meds I knew the chances were slim. Whatever the case, however, I definitely wanted him to fuck me - either way. I took a very short run and made my way to his place for sex. I was horny and given the thought of Cod laying naked in my bed, I needed poz cum right now. Sam and I had a fairly regularly routine: I would let myself in, strip naked and climb into his bed, and then we fucked hard and heavy while he told me how he was going to knock me up. “Hey sexy, fuck I’m so horny,” I called out. “Get on your back. I want to see your face while I breed you,” he replied as he entered the room. I flipped over, legs up and he thrust in roughly with no lube. He had fucked me so often that his cock goes in easily, and honestly it didn't really hurt, although I was surprised he was balls-deep on the first thrust. “Gonna’ really breed you deep this time, Mark. You want my poz cum?” “Fuck yeah, give it to me" was all I could mumble as he road my ass. Sam looked down at me, smiled, and leaned over, giving me a deep kiss. I could feel his sweaty nuts resting against my ass. I love that sensation. Somehow it really makes me feel like the top is in complete sexual control of me. “Sam, I’m so fuckin' horny. I want you to blow your poz cum into my hole. I want you to give IT to me.” “Oh yeah, you twisted fuck," he grunted, asking “You want me to poz .. uhhh... maybe both of you?” Sam knew Cod was back at my house. I knew what he meant. I was conflicted, but grunted approval. Sam knew we’d be fucking and if I was, or converted, I might pass it to Cod. “Yeah, you do want that. So fucking hot." He kept banging me, keeping-up a good rhythm, grunting and banging my ass. And, as he did so he remarked “I stopped taking my meds. I want you to be HIV positive." “Uhhhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me”, was all I could manage, “Fuck, it into me.” Sam was in full stride now, kissing me, he was looking me right in the eyes with a very devious grin and he knew that I wanted this as bad as he did. “Fuck… fuck… fuck… close”, he was kissing me hard now and “Uhhhhhhhhh…. FUCK… cummmm… ” and like that, he unloaded in my ass. It seemed like a really intense orgasm for him. As he lay on me, his hard cock plugging my ass, french kissing me, he sweated profusely. “I’ve been wanting to do that since we met,” he eventually commented. “Stop meds?” “Yeah. I wanted to convert you before we were really open about it and I knew I’d probably have to take a break from the meds to do it for real." “That’s so hot that you told me the way you told me just as you were about to blow. How long have you been off them?” "About a month or so, now, so I'm sure I'm toxic." We kept making out, Sam was so hot and his cock was still hard and still inside me. I knew I was a horny pig and I liked it bareback but I never thought of myself as chasing. Right now I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than another load of his poz cum, so I murmured “I want more.” He, on the other hand, was still out of breath, and replied “Let me rest. Maybe you’ll get something you can’t get rid of.” I was hard and leaking. I hadn’t cum, I rarely did when Sam fucked me, but I started thinking about Cod and my cock started to leak. I felt an odd pang thinking I was going to give Cody cum, knowing I might seroconvert from my sex with Sam. Cody: I finished my shower, ate something and started to think about Dad. I was about to text him when I heard the door open, and in walked Dad, looking a bit sweaty and worn-out. "That must have been a good run," I commented. “Good run? Uh… yeah, good, wore me out. I think I’m going to get a shower." I could smell his arm pits as he walked by and it made my cock hard as he walked past me. “Dad?” “Yeah, Cod?” I walked up close to him and looked him in the eye the way a lover does, “I’m glad I’m home.” “Me too, Cod.” He smiled, kissed me, and then entered his bathroom, I nearly passed out in anticipation of the pleasures in store.

Grand Rapids—January, 2022 There are so many people that you meet once, have good sex and never see again. Now, I do cultivate fuck buds if the sex is good, and I have a pretty good track record of men I still see. But there are visitors to the area you meet, fuck and fist and know that you are not likely to ever see them again. Such was the case with Kyle who I wrote up in ‘Wetter with Every Stroke’ back in 2018. We had a great session—and he flew home to somewhere west of the Mississippi. At the top of January I got a message on AssPig. Kyle was coming back to Grand Rapids. Could we have another session? He had to play in the morning before checkout at his hotel, but I agreed. The night before, the sling was ready to go and sitting in the living room. I’d tossed some toys in my gym bag. I was up early the next day, packed the car, sent him a text and hit the road. It began to snow. Nothing horrible, but it slowed me down—and made visibility, as I pulled into Grand Rapids, hard. I finally found the hotel, a little late for my appointed time and went in with just my gym bag. The woman behind the desk was masked and greeted me with as much ice in her tone as what was on my windshield. She asked me where I was going. I blithely told her Kyle’s name and room number and went up to his floor. But there was no way I was carrying the two big clunky bags of the sling in past her withering glance. Kyle greeted me at the door. He looked much the same as I’d written a couple of years ago: shaved head, goatee just beginning to go grey, around my age, about 5’ 9” with a body that is trim. We hugged. I told him the sling needed to stay in the car. We made do, stripping a bed and getting some protective pads on it. Kyle went to check his cleanout one more time as I stripped down to boots and jock… I lay out the toys I have brought—the egg-headed dildo, the speculum and the ass grommet. Kyle comes back in, smiling. He climbs up on the bed on all fours. No oral here. My cock is still in driving-in-the-cold-morning mode and staying plumped but at no more than at half mast. I know how to fix that. I kneel and plant my face in his inviting ass crack. He is still warm from the shower. The heat feels wonderful—and his ass tastes even better. I lick up and down his crack and then concentrate on his hole. It opens easily for me. I juice him up with as much saliva as I can muster. “You want this cock?” His answer is to take a hit of poppers. I slap his ass with the now hard and greased up dick. Once. And then again. I run my now drooling head up and down all the places I have been licking. I prod at his hole. And I’m inside. I wait a moment and fuck all the way into him. More poppers. And I fuck him hard, with very deliberate strokes. Opening his ass channel. His butt can at one moment squeeze down on me and with the next, flower open. He is now open enough for me to quickly grease and add the dildo. He likes the stretch of the head and how deep it goes. He sighs as my cock joins the toy. I fuck, loving the wetness of his hole. I can feel the ridged shaft of the toy teasing the underside of my cock. Over and over. I pull out and go back in, but under the toy—so my engorged cock head can feel the ridges. I try the grommet. But it is not to Kyle’s taste. He’s a depth over width guy—something I have forgotten. I grease up my hands. I work slowly and methodically to creep into him. My middle finger finally finds the way to his ‘second hole’ and I finger it. Kyle shakes. And has a tremendous anal orgasm. His whole body quakes. Semen drools from his dick. We stop for a moment. Then—“Do it again,” Kyle moans. And I do it again—my left hand snaking into him… * We change up and try fisting on his back. Not as good. We go back to his knees—and I do another round of hand play. We take a break. He wants to spoon on the bed, so we do. Soon it moves to him stroking my cock. My hand lazily explores his sloppy hole. “Go a little deeper,” he breathes in my ear. It is a slightly odd position, coming in across his body, but I am suddenly all the way inside him. His ass lips snap around my wrist. Kyle contorts and grinds down on my wrist. This assgasm is just as strong—quaking deep inside him and with cum running from his cock… The original, which includes a link to our first meet, is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Go a Little Deeper..." (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 9. 2022

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I encountered this when I first started masturbating in my teens due to being raised Catholic. The minute I came I would be overcome with massive guilt I had sinned. Weirdly I was mostly leaning to Atheism by then but it would just come crashing over me. But like all things, the more you do something and get a positive outcome the more emboldened you become and the negative feelings get pushed back. When I started cheating bareback with guys I would feel terrible immediately after I came. But the more I did it without becoming poz, nor getting caught, the more I just accepted being a bareback cumslut is who I am. I hunt bare cock regardless of status, always feels great even after I cum now.

This is a well known phenomenon, captured in the old Latin saying, "post coitum omne animalium triste est." The advice given by others above is all worth considering to explain it, but it is nothing new. Thanks for all the responses to this interesting question.

To add: Club St. Louis, in St. Louis (city) has them on the last Thursday of the month. Sufficiently dark to be sleazy and uninhibited if you want. One big glory hole. 😂🐷😈

Maybe. There was usually alcohol or drugs earlier in the night. There’s visits to bathhouses that I have absolutely no idea what happened.

This pig has quite a few videos of it sucking cock. However, it doesn't have much footage of it receiving cumshots, either in it's mouth or on its face. Lots of stills with cum though. It would love to get some quality footage of a man jacking off over it as his cum is spurting into it's mouth and all over it's face.

i think it might help to distinguish between physical and psychological, even though there is overlap/connection between the two. Physically, there is a refractory period, here's some info on that: "It all has to do with the changes in your body that occur after you have an orgasm. Post-ejaculation, “your penis becomes flaccid from neural signals telling your body to relax," explains Jamin Brahmbhatt, MD, Urologist at Orlando Health and Assistant Professor at UCF College of Medicine. "Dopamine and testosterone levels drop, and prolactin [a hormone produced by your pituitary gland] rises." Elevated prolactin levels post-ejaculation could play a role in your inability to get it up again. "Increased prolactin and subsequent lower testosterone is like a double whammy affecting your sex," says Brahmbhatt." [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.menshealth.com/sex-women/a19524569/refractory-period/ Psychologically is more complex, or individual, i think. There are culturally, and other, conditioned psychological generalities we could identify, but our psychological experience and response to our environment is individual. For instance, i grew up during an era when being gay was generally considered to be "sick, perverse, etc.." Add to that that i also grew up in a conservative religious culture that considered being gay as "sinful, broken, rebellious against 'God', etc.." So there was a double force conditioning me against who and how i am. i can look back and see how, when and why i built my own proverbial "closet." i had a lot of garbage to walk through before i got out of that landfill and into open, free country (so to speak). Even though things have changed vastly socially, there are still a lot of overt and subtle influences against being gay or bi, and it's often the subtle ones that affect us most i think, the ones the fly under the radar. i think guys have it a little harder when dealing with the psychological side of life. Part of most guys cultural conditioning is "women are emotional, guys are rational." Yeah, i'm way oversimplifying it, but generally speaking, i think culture has conditioned guys against being in touch with their emotions. Guys have the same emotional brain centers as women, denial doesn't change the fact that both sexes have an amygdala. Yes, thee are differences, but there are also similarities. Bottom line is, it's harder to deal with something if one is in denial of even having those things to deal with. Sorry, getting into the weeds here. Where i am going is, in my experience (for what anecdotal vs science is worth), it took time and a lot of processing for me to see and understand the affects of cultural conditioning on how i felt. Once i did that though, and reached a place of not only rational but emotional self acceptance, i haven't experienced a second of guilt or shame sense. For me, the key was finally grasping that my ideas about "God" were conditioned, not fact. Once i truly grasped that, the change was instant. i didn't rebel against my condtioning, i saw through it, honestly and really and i was, subsequently, free and at peace.

Part of these feelings have to do with the fact that you are male. We cum, we sleep or lose interest for a while and we’re ready to go again. Isn’t that something that women always complain about? don’t worry about it. Totally natural, in my opinion. yes, a feeling of gay shame or guilt could play a part, but it is mostly physiology.

You may wan to go the azithromycin route over Doxy if you have any kind of kidney problems. Azithromycin is broken down and excreted by the liver, not the kidneys. The reverse is true if you have liver disease, then you'd want to go with the Doxy.

I find this post baffling. Are we to believe that this quality you complain about is exclusive to bottoms? As we say in NYC, FOH. Bottoms, how many times have you been asked to be ass up and face down? How many times have you been reduced to some cartoonish body part? If anything, this is a part of the bareback culture, and like barebacking itself, it has its time and place. You wanna get to know me and for me to know you? Let's go on a date. If you want a hot piece of ass from a bitch in heat, call me. I might be in the mood.

There is no cure for Herpes. There are medications to control outbreaks, but once you get it, you will always have it. A person may go for long periods without an outbreak, but the virus remains dormant in the body, and when it flares into lesions, the person becomes infectious again until they heal. Here’s the CDC’s Fact Sheet on Herpes: [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/std/herpes/stdfact-herpes-detailed.htm

As a top, I know exactly when the condom breaks or slips off. The difference in sensation is obvious immediately. Whenever it happens, I play dumb. Maybe they meant it to, maybe it was an accident. Either way, I'm going to shoot in there.

Hot… brand new to this site and love it so far.. my boyfriend and I live a state apart.. I’m in Vegas he’s in Cali.. for a while he lived with his older brother who is also gay. Growing up his brother was a homophonic asshole and left the family to move to California where he ended up being a male prostitute and partied a lot.. he had married a guy since and cleaned up going to school to be a doctor. One time while visiting I was told to use the big brothers (let’s call him David) bathroom only so their roommate (who was a girl) would have her own bathroom to herself. Since David was at school all day I got to freely go in and use his master bathroom alone. My boyfriend and I did shower together but he was also fine me alone since I had to shit and he’s 1000% not into seeing that. I found David kept his dirty clothes hamper in that bathroom. Since I was alone I dug in and found several pairs of well used underwear. I took one with several cum or precum stains. I licked them and sniffed every part of them. I jacked thinking of David fucking me. Hotter going bare since he was studying to be a doctor. I blew load after load every day I was there sniffing fresh dirty briefs. I loved his hole and loved his sweaty balls and drops of precum/piss. I did end up taking one pair… they were all black briefs so I banked on him not noticing.. I did also see he had more pairs in his room so it wasn’t a day by day thing. My boyfriend never found out and I barebacked his hole hard after sniffing his own brothers dirty underwear. I should probably turn that itself into a story on here haha.. but your story made me think of David. Fuck I still want him bad. Hot story man.. definitely made me very horny

Freed from our concern to hide our sexual lives from Joe, Claude and I openly had sex every day, some days multiple times. Claude regenerates quickly. I may have a high sex drive, Claude's is insatiable. We sucked and fucked in the cabin, in the cockpit, on the deck. Claude's favorite place to fuck and breed me was with me holding onto the mast for stability. Sometimes Joe watched us and stroked off. Mostly he ignored us. Often he was sleeping. Whenever the topic came up Joe was always sex positive; yet, continued to express his profound surprise that Claude and I played bareback. Along with this he was amazed at my seemingly insatiable love of cum, especially other men's cum in my body. "Have over 500 men really bred you? How many loads have you sucked down?" "Fuck man, thousands easily." My casual response. One day his next question was, "Claude, do you always do the fucking?" Claude, "Do I always top?" (With warmer weather Claude hadn't worn clothes for weeks now.) In clear response to Joe's question he stood, leaned on the cockpit seat with one hand using the other to pull an ass cheek and expose his hole. He motioned me with his head and eyes to accept his invitation. I slipped out of my skimpy speedo and moved in to eat out his hole. With copious amounts of spit and tongue fucking I began to open his tight hole with my fingers. By the time I got to four fingers Claude begged, "Fuck me already!" I may be vers, but mostly I love to bottom. It amazes me every time I watch my raw cock disappear into an ass hole. This was no exception. Claude groaned in obvious pain when my cock head penetrated his outer ring. I stopped to try and let him adjust and relax. "Don't stop, push on in, the pain will subside the deeper you're in me." So I pushed on in balls deep. "Fuck yeah, that's what I mean. Now pound my ass, show this straight dude I can take as well as I give." Much as I marvel at and love the feeling of my raw rod in a guy's ass cavity my balls tend to send signals quickly that they are rocketing towards orgasm. I stopped moving and even pulled out in an attempt to hold this off but it was clear I was fighting a loosing battle. I plunged back into Claude as rope after rope of my load blasted deep. "Damn, sorry I came so fast." "No problem. Fuck! I can't believe how much I needed that. Merci beuque." Never one to miss an opportunity to eat my own cum I quickly proceeded to feltch out my load. Before swallowing I showed off my mouth full offering to snowball to Claude. He just crinkled his eyes and shook his head. Then I showed it to Joe offering the same invitation. His eyes grew as big as saucers and his hands flew up in a frantic stop motion. God I love the taste of my own cum,and along with Claude's ass juices I slowly savored every drop. "So clearly you don't just top. Have you let others fuck you without protection?" "I don't bottom very often. But over the last few years it's almost always been bareback. It's fuckin hot to take a load up the ass." "How many guys .... have cum in your ass?" "Way less than this guy. Maybe a dozen over the years." "Fuck, that's more people than I've ever had sex with." It was my turn to be amazed. "How many people have you had sex with?" "Um... three?" "Fuck man, you're a virgin." I said and we all laughed. Claude seemed to make it his crusade to get Joe to receive his first blow job from a bloke. Joe was having no part of this. When Claude encouraged me to join his crusade I couldn't imagine being comfortable sucking on my straight friend's dick. I was almost repulsed by the thought. Claude's persistence eventually paid off. One morning I emerged from the cabin to find Claude kneeling between Joe's legs, Joe's massive cock (fully 10 inches and thick as a beer can) stretching Claude's mouth. I was tempted to look away but like not slowing down to see crashed cars I couldn't. As I watched Joe's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and then he threw his head back. Out of his moans of pleasure eventually words emerged, "Oh ... my ... God! ...Please stop or you'll make me cum." Claude doubled down his efforts. Joe's hands spasticely pulled Claude's head driving his cock in deeper. Cum started leaking out between Claude's lips. Joe's orgasm went on and on and the stream of cum dripping from Claude's chin grew and splashed on his chest. It seemed to take forever for Joe to recover. Long enough for Claude to move to me and give me a passionate French kiss, and for me to start licking up the river of cum off Claude's chest.

Thanks for asking. Your timing is pretty good… First… What happened… I bit off more than I could chew. Too many sites, too many features, etc. I didn't want to base the sites on someone else's code, so there were a lot of behind-the-scene things that needed to be done before the visible stuff could be done. Which means there's a fair amount done even though it feels like nothing is done. I've had a lack of encouragement on several levels. As my husband got deeper into his mainstream job he became less supportive of / interested in my work. Friends that I used to hang out with who were in the porn business moved out and I saw them less, so I was talking business less. I work from home. As you may understand from pandemic work-from-home - that can be lonely. I do have one part-time employee (in South America), but he doesn't really give me "encouragement" as some past employees have (one in particular). In 2015 I was assaulted. That, combined with other stuff, created a cascade of mental health issues. I've always had intermittent issues with being mildly depressive at times, but the assault and subsequent issues related to it set me down a rabbit hole I can best describe as Complex PTSD (the complex part is because it's tied to many events going back years - not just a single event). And to be completely honest even the Trump presidency affected my mental health (despite living in "safe" NYC and having the option to move to Canada at any point since my husband is a Canadian citizen). What work I did do was primarily on my porn-related sites (e.g. BBBH.com), though there's still a lot of work left to do on those sites. I focused on those because they're more profitable than the community sites. (e.g. there are now over 22,000 pornstars and 45,000 scenes in the database and over 1 million images.) But things feel more "on track" now. My head is in a much better place than it was a few years ago. And I'm genuinely want to get back into the groove of programming consistently. Next… Moving on… Getting things to a point of completion… I'm going to a adult-industry conference (XBiz LA) in early January. My goal is to get something "done" before then. At first I was thinking to get the import routines done for the sponsors I knew would be there (which would get more content up on my porn sites - I have a lot of content sets I haven't touched). But with Twitter going through a questionable period (to put it politely), I thought maybe I should work on the social media site (S3X.social) I've been thinking about and see if I can get it to "proof-of-concept" stage. [This type of thinking is typical of my process - too many options - and in the end not much gets fully completed.] I've got 4 weeks minus Christmas and a couple days upstate next week. What do you guys think I should work on? Here's what I can probably accomplish in that time… Work on the porn sites… (This makes the most business sense - but does nothing for you guys - except the few of you who want to see more content on my porn sites). Content importers for my porn sponsors Maybe Get the tube section of the sites to the point where I can add new videos again Work on the community sites… Finish off some "account" management features (benefits all sites) Enable really basic user profiles (benefits all sites) Maybe enable text-only posting on S3X_Social (possibly with hotlinking to images/videos on other servers, but no uploads). OR maybe refine Cumdump.network a bit since it's basically just a profile site. More than that would need to wait until I got back from California. (And I really do need to get to the importers.) Lastly… Do you want to be my beta testers and give me feedback as I program? If any of you are serious about giving rigorous feedback and input as I program it would help immensely. It would give me the encouragement/interaction I've been lacking. You would report bugs and help refine features on the new sites. I'd set up a private sub-forum here which you'd have access to and we'd discuss stuff there. ["New Members" won't be considered for beta testers, and Junior Members need to send me a DM and tell me why they should be included. Higher level members just have to say they're interested - here or in a DM.]

It’s nine thirty in the morning on the Friday leading into Memorial Day weekend and I’m in about the last place I expected to be this morning; lying in a sling, my legs pointed to Jesus with a hot Russian-born man I met all of 17 minutes ago long-dicking me raw with his 9-inch uncut fuckmeat. I look up at the wooden slats in the garage roof and wonder how many other fuckboys have looked up at them before from this same position. “You like that, fucker?” the man rawdogging me asks. “Fuckin’ love it, don’t stop,” I say, even though I have a conference call for work in 15 minutes. “Then fucking open up for me!” “Tryin,” I insist. “I didn’t get fucked much during the pandemic.” “We’ll have to work on that,” he says with a grin then pounds away even harder. ++++ I met this guy through an app, which is how a lot seed-swappers connect these days. But it wasn’t a hook up app, like Grindr or Scruff. No, I owe interior whitewash I’m minutes away from getting to get to the app Offer Up. It started innocently enough. +++++ My neighborhood cross fit box didn’t survive the pandemic and instead of running out a finding another one or joining an overpriced gym, I thought I’d try to improve the home gym set-up in my garage. I log onto Offer Up, which is like a garage sale in your phone—to see if anyone near me is selling any gym equipment. I find a set of three used kettle bells being sold by someone named Vitaly45 who lives about 20 minutes away. I make an offer. He accepts. I have just enough time to pick them up and get back home before my conference call for work. It’s chilly out so I throw on a shiny black down Moncler puffer vest over a black long-sleeved Underarmour compression shirt, and a pair of royal blue three-stripe Adidas tights and head out. Vitaly45’s house is your basic suburban tract house. He advised me by text to "park across the street in front of the church" because his side has street cleaning today and he wouldn’t want me to get a ticket for a five minute stop. Thoughtful. I pull up in front of the church and text, “Here.” “Come around back to garage,” he texts back. I walk around to the side of the house, round the corner and the first thing I see inside the garage is the sweaty, rippling back of a olive-skinned man doing chin ups from a bar hanging from the ceiling. I watch as he knocks out rep after rep. He’s got the V shape of a Men’s Fitness model but he’s a bit thick, too, like a man with a healthy appetite. His legs are like tree trunks, hanging down below a sweat-soaked pair army green silkies. He grunts out the rest of his reps and then drops to the floor. “Hey,” I say. “Oh hey,” he says. “I’m here for the—“ he turns around and the front of him is so fucking hot, the word ‘kettlebells’ flies right out of head, “the, um, things…that you swing…” He smiles like someone who’s used to driving people to distraction. “I think the word you’re looking for is kettlebells.” “Right, yes,” I say. “They’re right over here.” He leads me to the corner where a three gunmetal gray kettle bells—a 35 pounder, a 25 pounder and a 15 pounder—sit in a row on the ground. They’ve clearly gotten a lot of use. “These are perfect,” I say. “Why are you getting rid of them?” “I have another set and uh, those belonged to someone who isn’t in my life anymore.” Interesting. “Got it. Can I Venmo you?” “Sure,” he says. I find his Venmo account, enter the amount, type ‘Kettlebells’ then add an emoji of two cartoon men lifting together. Then, just before I hit send, something compels me to type #BBBH, the Bareback Brotherhood hashtag. He probably won’t see it until later, anyway. “Can I help you load ‘em into your car?” he asks. “Sure,” I say. Just hearing him say the word load makes my rod twitch in my tights. He picks up the 35 and 25 and I pick up the 15. He follows me out the gate, across the street to my SUV. I open in the back of the cluttered hatchback. “Excuse the mess,” I remark. I go to move my gym bag to make room for the weights. A small bottle flies out of the side pocket and skitters across the pavement. My new poppers. Vitaly lifts the toe of his shoe and stops it. Then he picks the bottle up and smiles at me. “Don’t want to let those get away. You never know when you’re gonna need them.” “Well, that was embarrassing,” I say reaching out to take the bottle. But he doesn’t let it go. He just smiles at me...devilishly. “Like who knows? You might be needing them in just a few minutes,” he says, holding my stare. My heart starts to race. And then I start to laugh. Hard. Out of nervous embarrassment. I can’t help it. “What’s so funny, popper boy?” he asks, confused. “It’s just um…I got out of a monogamous relationship a few months ago and the main reason I’m looking to step up my fitness is because, well, I want to have a slutty summer.” “So what does that mean, specifically, that you want to have sex with lots of guys?” "How are you so sure it's guys?" "Bitch, please," he says. And then I'm laughing again. “So yeah, I want to have sex with more guys. I came of age in the 90's...and I was pretty freaked out about sex and a missed out a lot. Now I want to make up for lost time." “Does that mean like multiple hookups a day?” “Sure,” I say. “Or maybe multiple guys at once? “Sure.” “I think that’s a worthy pursuit. Do you take loads?” The way he says that, as casually as if were asking if I’d like a cup of coffee, makes my hole twitch. “Because that’s where everyone is right now. Everyone hot, anyway. A slutty summer where you don’t take loads isn’t really a slutty summer at all, is it? The only person I’ve ever cum inside and whose ever cum inside me is my ex. But breeding is all I think about, all I want to see in porn, all I want to do now. I look Vitaly in the eye and say— “Yes, I take loads. Give them, too. What’s the point if you’re not gonna swap cum?” “Morning, Father Vincenzo,” says Vitaly, looking over my shoulder. Oh shit, who is he talking to? I turn around to see a Catholic priest, with the white collar and whole bit. He looks like Stanley Tucci circa The Devil Wears Prada. He waves to my kettlebell buddy. “Morning, Vitaly,” the priest says. I wait for the priest to disappear into the church then lean in and whisper. “Do you think Father McHot-ass heard what we were saying," I ask, "about taking and giving loads?” “Don’t know,” says Vitaly. “Maybe you bring that up to him at your next confession.” I smile and get momentarily lost in Vitaly’s brown bedroom eyes, then I hear a notification ding on my phone. “Look, I have to be on a conference call in 15 minutes. I better get going.” "Going?" he says. "No. Is it audio or video?” “What does it matter?” I ask. “Because if it’s just audio,” he says, stepping closer and pulling the drawstring on my tights toward him, “you can be on your unimportant call, while I focus on what’s really important; eating, fucking and breeding your hole. Video would make that trickier though not impossible.” I stare at him dumbfounded, not sure what to do. My cock and hole are not conflicted, however. The former is rock-hard and the latter is hungry and twitching. “Look,” he says, with a wicked grin. “Do you really want to make up for lost time or was that just talk?" I think back to the goal I made for myself just last night: quit fantasizing and start fucking. And the most central component of the new leaf I want to turn over is cum. Jizz. Sperm. Semen. Giving it and taking it. The exchange of seed. And here is a smoking hot barebacker offering to start me off with a fresh batch of stranger spunk. I look down at my phone. The conference call is in 13 minutes. “Let’s go,” I say to Vitaly. ++++ And now it’s 10 minutes later and I’m getting rawdogged by Vitaly in a sling that hangs from the same bar in his garage he was doing pull-ups on when I arrived. It took him two minutes to hang it during which time, I got naked…two more minutes to eat my hole open. Then he pulled his cuntflooder out of the leg of his silkies and now he’s been inside me about five minutes, try to get my hungry but a-bit- out-of-practice fuckhole to let him all the way in. “Dude, if you want my load, you’re going to have to open up for me,” he grunts. “I’m trying, fucker,” I admit. “But your dick is fucking huge.” “Then maybe deep down you don’t want my cum inside you,” he taunts. “It’s fucking all I want!” I bark. “I gotta have your cum.” “Where are those poppers?” he asks. I crane my head to the pile of clothes I left on a bench; all the shiny, tight sports gear that’s always turned me on. “They should be in the pocket of the puffer vest,” I grunt. Vitaly pushes the sling away so I slide off his dick, then steps over to get the poppers. He brings me the poppers and the vest. “Here, put this back on. I have a fetish for hot guys in shiny gear.” This morning just keeps getting better and better. “Fuck yeah, man. Me, too.” I lean up and slip the vest over my naked torso. The nylon feels so silky and smooth on my skin. I lean back into the sling and open up the poppers. “You ready, stud?’ I ask. “Fuck yeah,” says Vitaly. “Take a big hit and I’ll go balls deep in one stroke.” I inhale. The poppers work their magic and the next thing I know, Vitaly is inside me to the hilt. “Fuck, I feel so fucking full,” I say. Vitaly starts to thrust….never coming quite all the way out. The sling rocks back and forth. I roll my head back and see Vitaly’s back yard with its tall hedge. We left the garage door open for the breeze. Vitaly assures me it’s pretty private back here but who knows? The entire neighborhood could be watching and listening to this man I just met bareback me. “Damn, I can already feel my nuts starting to churn, fucker,” Vitaly says. "How many days?" I ask. "Dude, you are so in luck," he says. "My mother was in town visiting. She ran me ragged so I didn't have time to jack off let alone, fuck any hole. I literally dropped her off at the airport two hours ago." "So?" "Six days worth," he says. "I shoot pretty huge anyway...so your hole's getting fucking deluged." "Will we need to call FEMA?" "Possibly," he says. Then he reaches into the pocket of my Moncler vest and hands me my cell phone. “Don’t you have a conference call in about a minute?” he asks. “Hold on. You’re suggesting I go on it while I’m getting barebacked in your sling?” “No, stupid,” he says. “The sling's too noisy. We can fuck on the mat during your call.” He pulls out of me with a plop. “Damn, I feel so empty now,” I say. “Not for long,” he says, pulling me up. I plop down on the mat and lay on my back. “No, all fours,” he says. “Doggie.” I get on all fours and arch my back. I feel his cockhead breach my pucker. “Poppers,” he says. I take a hit of poppers and then bam…he’s back inside to the hilt. I close my eyes in ecstasy and when I open them, I notice he’s positioned us in front of a full-length mirror. I can watch my body shudder while Vitaly fucks me. I can see his glorious torso heave and sweat and his handsome face contort in pleasure. He hands me my phone. “Conference call, pigboy,” he says. “We don’t want your Slutty Summer starting off with you getting fired.” “Well, slow your strokes then,” I plead. “I can barely speak with you thrusting like that.” He changes his pace to a very slow and measured long strokes, innnnnn and outtttttt, innnnnn and ouuuuuuuuttt. Fuck, his cockhead is hitting all my spots. I’m leaking precum like a faucet all over the mat. I hold my phone up for face recognition. It doesn’t recognize me with my face contorted in ecstasy. I enter my six-digit code. Then I scroll to the email with the conference code link and click into the meeting. Vitaly smiles like a devil in the mirror as I awkwardly announce myself to the meeting room. I’m not the last to arrive. Good. My immediate superior is. Also good. For the next twenty minutes, I listen and occasionally speak as my company conducts its usual business, all the while Vitaly is sliding in and out inside me, then periodically pulling out to feast on my hole. What’s happening on the call couldn’t be more boring…while what's happening in my hole is pure bliss. When a question is raised on the call related to my specific area, my supervisor asks me to expound a bit. I close my eyes and try to focus on forming words and sentences…and not on the gorgeous hunk of man raw-fucking me at 9:45 on a Friday morning. “So in my experience…” I start into my spiel, pulling facts and figures out of my ass. Not literally, of course. My ass is otherwise engaged. After about two minutes of non-stop monologue-ing, Vitaly smacks my ass playfully and I totally lose my train of thought. “You still there?” a co-worker asks. “Yes, sorry. Just lost the connection for a second.” Then Vitaly goes from eating me back to fucking me and suddenly all is right with the world. “…so that’s what I think the company’s position should be but if you all have other opinions, I’m wide open…” I wink in the mirror as I say that…wanting Vitaly will pick up on the double meaning . Yep, I’m wide open all right…more open than I’ve ever been. And with a guy I just met a few minutes ago. As my supervisor starts into one of his supposedly motivational speeches, I close my eyes and savor the fuck. When I open them a few fuck-eat-fuck rounds later, I gasp out loud. The man gently fucking me in the mirror is not Vitaly. Vitaly is behind the man, kissing his neck and playing with his nipples. No, the man fucking me is Father Vincenzo from across the street. He still has is collar on. In fact, he’s totally dressed, with his glistening cock--a bit fatter that Vitaly’s but not as long--sticking out of the fly of his slacks. I look to Vitaly and give him a look like You’re seriously whoring me out now? Vitaly walks to the corner of the garage and picks up the small white dry erase board he uses to track his sets and reps with. He grabs a black marker, scrawls something and holds it up to me. The letters are backwards in the mirror. I can't make it out so he walks around in front of me while Father Vincenzo keeps up his slow strokes in my hole. His dick is right in my face. He replaces it with the board. “Slutty summer? Y or N?” it says. While I listen to my boss drone on, I grab the board from Vitaly and write my own message while his hard cock hovers inches from my face. “Fucking breed me,” I write. Vitaly takes the pen and writes below my message. “Already did once…" My eyes go wide. You fucking bred me? I mouth to him. He nods yes, then writes, "One load..." on the board, then adds in all caps: "SO FAR." Boy, he didn’t let on at all. It must have been one of those stealth breedings fuckers do when the bottom says he doesn’t want to take the load. The difference in this case is I definitely wanted the load. It's just that my work obligations kept me from audibly begging for it. I move the phone away and whisper to Vitaly, “Didn’t even feel it. Must not have been that big” Vitaly shakes his head then walks around behind me, gently moves Father Vincenzo out of the way and starts eating my freshly bred hole. I relax so that if there is a load in there, it’ll ooze out. I definitely feel wetness…but I figured it was just lube and pre-cum. After a minute or so of eating me out, Vitaly and Vincenzo come together in front of me and drop to their knees. Though I'm still supposed to be engaged in a work call, I watch riveted as these two red-hot fuck-studs start to open mouth kiss. Soon, there it is…a huge white chunk of jizz escaping from Vitaly’s mouth onto Vincenzo’s tongue. More continues to ooze out, dripping out of the corner of Vitaly's mouth like beads on a chandelier. Vincenzo catches as much of it as he can and then the two studs snowball it back and forth. Vitaly’s about to swallow the biggest chunk but he doesn’t. Instead, he coats his index finger with it and coats my lips with it, like it’s some kind of healing balm, which in a way it is. He drags a finger up to my mustache so that the smell of his manseed will be with me the rest of the day. Finally, my supervisor brings the call to a close with a friendly “Have a great holiday weekend everyone,” and we all sign off. I toss the phone onto the mat. “Oh fuck, man. That was torture,” I say. “I don’t know,” Vitaly says with a laugh. “I thought it was pretty fun. What did you think, Marco?" Father Vincenzo's first name must be Marco. Hot. "It was fun...and I definitely could have bred you a few times...but I tend to cum pretty loud when I'm breeding so I held off." "My co-workers thank you," I say. "But now that's done and it's time to dick you down proper," says Vitaly He slides his fuckstick back inside me with one stroke while Father Vincenzo walks around and shoves his fat cock down my throat. I can taste Vitaly's first load on the dick in my mouth. I groan around Marco's leaking log as Vitaly starts to pick up speed. His bull balls are slapping my ass and the sound echoes through the garage. “You ready to get bred?” he barks. “Again?” I pull my mouth of Marco's dick. “No man, I want you to fuck me longer,” I plead. “I'll try," he says and then a few fuck strokes later, he reneges. "Aw fuck, I can’t hold off! Your ass is too hot and wet. I gotta go for my breed.” “Then do it, stud! Fucking flood my hungry hole!" “Here it comes, bro. Milk me! I want you to feel every drop go inside you!” “Do it! Breed me! Breed my fucking hole!” “UUUUUUNNNNNNNNGHHH! UNNNNNGH! UNNNNNNGH!” This time, I feel it; rope after rope after rope of Vitaly’s studcum jet into my spasming asshole. He made sure his first load was undetectable—so to speak—but this one feels like a fire extinguisher going off inside me. I welcome every single sperm cell into my writhing, sweaty, nylon-clad body. After Vitaly and I catch our breath, Marco, who is now naked, stands behind Vitaly and caresses his heaving pecs. “Pull out slowly so no cum comes out,” Marco says. “I want to get him back in the sling to eat out your load before I breed him with mine.” “How many days worth?” Vitaly wonders. “Five,” he says. “Hear that, stud? Our man of the cloth here has a five-day load for your hole. I guess he's pretty busy saving sinners and stuff so it builds up.” I smile up at Father Vincenzo and say, “Seed me father for I have sinned.” That gets a laugh out of all of us. I try to rise from the mat and get weak-kneed from the pile-driving I’ve been taking. Vitaly catches me in his arms, then literally hoists me up so I'm straddling him. "Keep that pucker tight," Marco barks. In this position, it would be so easy to just open up and cause a flash flood on the mat. Instead I contract my hole. Vitaly plops me in the sling. While Father Vincenzo eyes my fuckhole and strokes his throbbing cock, Vitaly places my right foot in a stirrup, then the left. Then he grabs Vincenzo by the cock and guides him to my hole. “Not yet,” Vincenzo says. “I want to felch out your load.” And that he does…for about five minutes, which Vitaly decides to catch on video. Oh fuck, is he getting my face? At this point, I don’t fucking care. After his felch-fest, Father Vincenzo stands up and rams his cock into my hot wet hole. “Ah fuck,” I groan. “Your dick is so thick. It feels so fucking good.” Vitaly goes to stand behind Vincenzo. He whispers in his ear as he fucks, getting up to speed with my story. “Randy isn’t a very seasoned seedswapper,” he explains, "but he wants to be…desperately. He doesn't want a single day to go by without give or receiving a butt-breeding. It's that right, Randy?" "Every day?" I say. "That seems like a lot. I get busy." "It sounds like you need to readjust your priorities," Vitaly says. "Ak, fuck," gasps Marco. "I'm getting close." "Pull out!" Vitaly demands, pulling Vincenzo back by his shoulders. His cock is red, raging and drooling cocksnot all over the mat. "Randy, if you want my buddy Marco's load, you need to spell out right here and right now exactly what kind of slutty summer you want to have." "Okay," I gasp. “Do you want to go to bathhouses, right?” “Fuck yes!” I proclaim. “And sex parties?” “Yes.” "You're gonna be on Breeding Zone and Bareback RT every day, cruising for cock, cum and hole?" "Yes!" "And you're gonna let me text you with assignments that you have to complete? Slut School is in session, fucker, and you'll do anything to please your teacher, right?" "Fuck yes," I gasp. "Just someone fill my guts with more cum!" Father Vincenzo slides back in but Vitaly pushes right up behind him so he can't thrust. "Make him beg," Vitaly whispers in Marco's ear. "Beg for it!” Vincenzo pants, like a man in a trance. "Beg for my fucking spunk." “Give me your seed, father. Add to the monster loads that are already in there. Breed me!” The growling starts deep in Vincenzo’s throat. “GRRRRRRRRRR.” Then erupts in a series of loud groans. “AAAAGH! AAAGH! AAAGH! Ah, fuck, I’m cumming. I’m flooding your cunt! Take it, pig! Aw, shit, it’s still coming!” “I want it all!” I plead. “Keep seeding me! Paint my guts! “AAAAGH! AAAGH! AAAGH! AAAAghhhhhhhhhhh!” Just then, without me even touching it, my own cock starts to erupt its cocksnot all over my puffer vest and abs. Vitaly dives gets my cockhead in his mouth in time to taste the last two spurts. “Awwwww fuuuuucccckkkk!” I groan, shuddering. As I come down, Vitaly nurses my cockhead slurping up every drop of cum. Vincenzo churns his load for a bit, then snakes out and dives down to my hole to check his work with his lips and tongue. He sucks on my pucker and pokes his tongue into my hole over and over. “Give me back that seed,” he says. Not having a very seasoned cumtunnel, I'm not sure what muscles to try and relax. Instead. I just visualize the loads sliding out of me and sure enough, it works. I hear Vincenzo groan with pleasure as he felches me out. When he pulls back and stands up, I can see my cummed-up fuckhole in the mirror, all wet and juicy and raw. “Grab my phone, Vitaly,” I say. “I need a shot of my wrecked hole.” Vitaly snaps a few shots of my happy cumhole. Click. Click. Click. “Hashtag hole goals,” he quips. “I’m getting some shots of your stomach too because that shiny vest looks so hot with your jizz all over it.” Click. Click. Click. ++++ A few minutes later, all three of us are dressed again. I'm wearing the cummed-up Moncler vest on top with no shirt underneath. We let Vincenzo walk back out on his own first, so as not to raise any eyebrows. “Later brothers,” he says before walking back to plan that Sunday's mass. Then Vitaly and I walk back at my car. I have a swagger now that I didn't have before. This could truly be the beginning of a major transformation, especially if Vitaly is as into monitoring my slut progression as he seems. “I feel like I got a really good deal on these kettle bells,” I say. “You think so, huh?” Vitaly says. “Oh yeah. I’ll definitely give you a high rating on the Offer Up app.” Vitaly pulls something from behind his back that I didn’t realize he was carrying. “Here’s a little bonus item.” He hands me the white board. He pulls out his phone, stands next to me and before I have time to think about anything, snaps a selfie of the two of us holding the board which still has “FUCKING BREED ME!” written on it in my handwriting and “ALREADY DID ONCE” in Vitaly’s below it. Then he hands me his phone. “Type in your number and I’ll text you that pic,” he instructs. “And the other clips I shot, too. Don't worry, I won't share or post anywhere, unless you decide that should be part of your slutty summer project.” “I would appreciate that,” I say. "Look," he says. "I think you're really hot and fun and I'm really turned on by the idea of being like your...I don't know what the term would be... "Fuck Coach," I offer. "I like that," he says, then puts his hand under my nylon vest and caresses by chest and stomach. "I'm serious about it if you are." I feel my breath catch in my throat. I just nod. Yes. Vitaly grabs a towel from my hatchback and wipes the whiteboard clean. Then he uncaps the marker he brought and draws a line straight down the middle of the board. He writes LT on side and LG on the other, then he makes three small hashmarks under the LT. “LT is for Loads Taken. LG is for Loads Given. Right now it’s at zero. We’re not counting the one you shot because it didn’t go inside another pig…but it does look awfully sexy splattered all over that vest.” He pinches a glob of seed off the nylon and sucks it off his fingers. “I want this board filled up by Labor Day," he says. "What do you say to that?" I say, "Yes, Fuck Coach."

368 anon ass up face down. 32 face to face = 400 total

Happy negative STD test date! Let’s fuck as many guys as I can on my day off kind of day! The video arcade was a bust so I decided to be a traveling Cumdump, went to several parks collecting loads. The first park was literally dead with no activity and too many city recreational tree cutters. Saw a short Filipino boy 26yo, 5’3” who gave me the signal, not my usual type and not hung at all… maybe 3? He asked me if I suck snd I said I do. I was in my jock so he knew what I wanted. I turned around and without spit he started to rub his tiny raw cock up my pussy. Whatever’s I needed more lube up my dry cunt. He planted a huge load. I left the area after getting a message on sniffles of a top wanting to do me at another park nearby. I drive down to the other park as my phone was loosing power. Coordinated with another local boi, 29, 5’10 and about 6”. He could get it up but kept grinding his raw dick against my trying yo get hard. At one point he was semi hard and got in. I felt his raw cock expand then become hard as rock. Load number 2 was fast, anon and raw. He pumped his babies in good. 3rd load was at an FB house, 5’10 175lbs about 42 white guy. My favorite kind of top. First time he hosted but I was on a mission. Went up to his place and tried to successfully get him hard… not sure why I was so tight after two loads. He finally gets in and starts fucking. Real dick snd I feel pain from the skin to skin friction but he doesn’t stop. My hole is the squelching and burping snd he hits the wet loads in my hole which lubes his raw fuck tool. He unloads with a satisfying grunt all the juice in his balls. Try as I may, I was starving and the pickings were lame… it was becoming a chore getting more dick after that. I farted and I thought I was dirty but a gallon leaked out, so much cum I couldn’t believe it. I rinsed myself up and was able to get two more tops to use me. For some reason… it was still not enough… not sure if the guys weren’t big enough or it wasn’t enough cum or enough guys?? I wish Hawaii had a bathhouse again….

These stories really turn me on and would hate to see them go, but it's not something I would do in real life. I don't love the fact that the after effect of my being sexually assaulted ended up with me eroticising this, but it is what it is. This is the only place I can come and not feel shame for being turned on by it.

They guys got back to Mike and Megan's room and Andre told Mike to wake Megan up by eating her out and Andre took advantage of Mike on laying with his perky ass up on the bed and he pulled his left check and took a couple pics of his cummy hole. Then he told him to get on all four and Andre was able to snap several pics of Mike's ass leaking cum with that he told Mike that he would text him about Tuesday night, don't tell Megan you love my dick too. It is just our secret unless you don't meet me on Tuesday. Andre left the two love birds as Megan was just coming to and started to moan as Mike ate her cum filled pussy. His ass sore and filled with cum. They stayed the night but Mike had to feel his man pussy and feel how wet it was every time Megan was in the bathroom or after she fell asleep and as much as he tried not to want Andre again he kept thinking about him. In the morning they checked out, went home and both felt a little off but how much fun they had and how hot it was seeing Andre fuck Megan. Mike had a big smile on his face and knew he loved that big dick too. They chilled out Sunday and both went to work Monday, Andre text Mike Monday at 2 PM. This was the exchange: Andre - Mike, by at this address tomorrow at 6PM, Come alone, wear a jock and make sure your man pussy is cleaned out and ready. (20 Min Later: Mike had gotten it earlier but struggled to respond.) Mike - Hey Andre, not sure that is a good idea, it was fun and all but not sure we should do it again. (Andre Simply sent back a pic.) Andre - Mike's ass with cum dripping out. (5 Minutes later) Andre - the next text is to Megan. You have two minutes to confirm. Mike - Okay, I will be there and ready. Don't fucking send that to anyone. Andre - Follow my instructions and no one else will ever see it or the other twenty showing your face. Mike was incredible turned on and nervous all at the same time. He immediately text Megan and told he he had to work tomorrow night till midnight, the boss was taking them to an event. Megan told him she is glad she let him know and she would go to her mothers for dinner and visit her. She would not wait up for him but would bring back a plate from her mothers if he was hungry when he got home. Mike tried to concentrate but knew what was going to happen on Tuesday, he went to the rest room several times and touched his man pussy and played with it. Jacked off thinking about Andre. He tried to rationalize that Megan had introduced Andre in and she knew he was BI. She must be okay with this! He wished he was there already and the same time he wished he did not have to go on Tuesday. Maybe just this once and Andre will leave me alone. When Mike got home he had sex with Megan right away and breed her, they had a romantic dinner and then they had sex again before bed. Megan wondered why Mike was so sexed and asked but all he could say was I am horny as fuck I am not sure what to tell you. I think about you all the time! Megan held him as he thought about Andre. His ass as sore just thinking about Andre fucking him. He finally fell asleep and woke up even hornier then before. He jacked off in the shower and went to work, Mike could not concentrate and he had a bad date. He was short tempered, horny, unfocused and ready for work to be over until about 4:30 PM when his nerves really kicked in. He wondered how he could want this so much and be so wrecked inside about cheating on his girl and for that matter with a guy. What the fuck, Mike thought. I gotta call this off,I am not a fag, Andre text just about the time Mike was unraveling. Andre -Boy, hope your ass and mouth are ready for tonight. Mike _ I still need to clean out but it will be. Andre - Good Boy. Andre - When you arrive to my place the front door is unlocked. Walk in and you will find a box, open it. Undress all except your jock and grab the blindfold and put it on. Wait there. There will also be a bottom of poppers and you need to take four hits each side and then ring the bell on the stand. Do you understand? MIke - Why the blindfold? Andre - Fuck dude, this is not question time, I asked you if you understood? Mike - I understand. Andre - No more fucking question. Just be here at 6 PM for use. Mike - I will be. Mike thought fuck this is bullshit, I just wanted an idea of why the blindfold. It was a simple question. Mike arrive at Andre's place around 5:50 and waited. He say a tall skinny red headed guy walk in and five minutes later a tall lean black guy walk in. Mike thought about calling it off this seemed wrong. Andre text Mike, I see you in that fucking SUV get your ass in here. Mike hesitantly locked the SUV and walked up to the door. He entered and it was a foyer with another door. He undressed as instructed and took four hits each nostril and put the blindfold on and rang the bell. The other door opened and Andre grabbed his hand. He ran his hands all over Mike's body and he began to shake. He leaned in and whispered that his tight little boy was gonna get used tonight. Andre ran his hand down to the boys firm jock ass and slide his finger in the crack and then to his little slut button and then pressed his finger in Mike's hole and he moaned. Andre whispered in his ear again, see slut you need this more than you realize. He led Mike into the room and introduced his new toy. Hey guys, thanks for coming. Here is my new toy and you know how I like to share, I have had his beautiful ass so it is time for you guys to give it a try too. He had turned Mike around so his ass was facing the guys. There were three there not just the two Mike had seen. Andre whispered to Mike, bend over and spread your ass so the guys can see that sweet pussy. Mike followed instruction and the black guy Marcus got up and immediately started to eat the boys pussy. Mike started moaning and Red and the Muscled Greed looking guy came over and took turns on Mike's mouth. Andre called out it was time to switch and Red started eating Mike's ass. He liked it but not as much as when Andre and the black guy ate his hole. Five minutes later switch and the Greed guy tongue fucked Mike and Mike thought he was in heaven. Fuck this guy had a strong fat tongue. Mike pressed back and sucked dick as they switched off an on fucking his throat. The Greek guy stood up and spit on his dick and then lined up the fattest dick and pressed it against Mike newly fucked hole that had tightened back up and Mike was in pain. Red grabbed the poppers and put them under Mike's nose and switch back and four and by the third back and fourth Greek's dick slide into the boy but it still hurt like fuck. Greek held hit there and Mike tried to pull away and yelped that it was too big. Red grabbed his head and slide his dick down this throat to shut him up and slow fucked his throat while Greek slow fucked the boys tight ass and as it opened up he started to pick up the pace. Five minute later his breathing became labored and he grabbed Mike's hips and shot a huge load inside him. That you fucking straight whore! Red pulled out and let Mike catch his breath while the black guy quickly took the Greek guys place and slide right in and deep taking Mike's breath away. Red got down and told Mike to open his mouth and spit in it twice and told him to swallow it, Mike did. Then Red said you are gonna be a good whore for us tonight aren't you? Mike agreed and Red said good boy, now clean up that big Greed Dick. Still rock hard, Mike licked and sucked on that big cummy covered dick. To get all of it, the guy grabbed Mike's head and shoved it in and fucked his throat. Mike could not breath for three minute, Red hit him and Greek let Mike up and pulled out so he could breath. Red put poppers under Mike's nose and his hole opened up for the black guy and soon he came deep in Mike. The black guy shot volley after volley and kept fucking the boy. He finally pulled out and Red took his place and the Greek guy grabbed Mike's mouth and opened it so the black guy could slide his dick down Mike's throat while he gagged and began to suck on that cummy rod. Red slowly fucked Mike with his 10" dick and told Mike what a good slut pussy he had. Fuck dude, Red said as he slowly bottomed out inside him I am gonna need more of this slutty cunt! He fucked Mike for twenty minutes and shoved his dick deep and came in the straight boy's ass. Mike thought maybe they were done, his dick was leaking but he had not been able to touch it. Red pulled out and led Mike to the bed where Greed was laying with his dick rock hard and Red helped Mike get up on the bed and position his well used ass over that fat dick and Red guided Mike's ass back to that thick meat as Greek pressed his way inside Mike again. It went in much easier this time but still took Mike's breath away. Red fed him poppers and Greek began to fuck his wet hole and once Red finished Greek pulled Mike down and Red fed him his cock while Greek fucked that pussy. Mike was moaning in every time Red let him up for air as his hole was being beaten by Greek. Red fed the boy more poppers and got him flying while the black guy got on be bed and pressed his dick up against Greek's and Red held Mike's mouth muffling the scream that was about to come out as that big black cock squeezed in beside Greek stretching Mike to a new level. Even with a hand tight over Mike's mouth you could still hear he was in pain. Both guys just fucked away and as tight as Mike was with two big cock stuffed inside him the black guy came after ten minutes and cleaned up and started to get dressed. Red fed the boy more poppers and told him what a good slut he was, taking all that cum and letting two guys fuck him at the same time. He then slide a ball gag in Mike's mouth and got behind him and slide his big dick right up next to Greek's and slow fucked him while Greek did also. Red told him how his cunt was gonna be wrecked tonight and this was just the beginning. Fucking fag who thinks he is straight. Red fucked away for another ten minutes and slide all the way in and came deep in the boy. He slide out and cleaned up and told Andre it was time to get back to the women. Mike though, fuck he has a women at home. Shit. Mike thought it was finally over as he could hear Red getting dressed and then Red was at his ear. Fucker the real fucking has not begun. Your cunt is ours boy, then popper four more times and while he was flying Red ran his finger through Mike's hair and told him to relax as Andre got on the bed and pressed his fat dick up against the boy's hole and after two minutes of pressure and another round of poppers it popped in and Mike screamed loud as Red whispered in his ear. Fucking open that slut hole bitch, you know you want that ass stretched and used. I bet when we are done with you, you will be beg to be fisted boy! Mike shook his head, Andre fucked away and soon Greek came in the boy but stayed hard and ten minutes later Andre shot his load in the boy. Greek pushed Mike off him after Andre pulled out and Mike passed out on the bed. The guys left but both Greek and Red who had hung out to watch both spit on the boy before leaving. Andre was still horny and flipped the boy over and mounted his hole and fucked him for another thirty minutes till he shot deep inside him. By this time Mike was moaning and loving it and Andre 15 minute in and pulled off the ball gag. Once Andre shot he pulled out and ordered mike into the show. He cleaned him up and then grabbed his face and kissed him hard. Mike was not into it at first but soon kissed Andre back and his dick got hard as a rock. Andre shut the water off and toweled him off and led him back into the bedroom. He pushed him on the the bed and started to lick his dick, balls and then sucked him before pulling his legs up and sliding his big dick back in the boy. Andre fucked him kissing him off and on and then in the middle of a kiss while Andre was pounding Mike's ass he shot his load without touching himself. Andre looked deep into Mike;s eyes and told him he was gonna give him one more load and then he had to go home to his girlfriend. Andre flipped Mike over and pounded his ass for ten more minute and shot another load deep inside. Then he got up and told Mike to get dressed. Mike complied and looked at the clock and it was 1 AM. Fuck he thought, he was 20 minutes from home. He rushed home and slithered in the house and though thank go Megan is a hard sleeper. He fell asleep in the spare bedroom so he did not wake her and jacked off twice thinking about the nights adventure.