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Laying out with Steve Part 2 previous... An hour later, after cleaning up. Steve lay behind me on the bed...slowly fucking me again as we watched a new porn. He fondled my hard cock as he slowly slid in and out of me. Steve leaned in close to me, "Tim...did you always want this to happen?". I waited a few seconds and thought that over. "Yes I did. I knew from first talking to you, and seeing your pictures....your gorgeous cock...full balls...tan body, I knew I wanted you in me. Did I want your poz cum in me? That I don't know, but I wanted your bare cock in me for sure. Then when I saw you naked up close...it was all I could do to resist you. I honestly loved your thinking about poz/neg sex and love. How you could resist it and that it is both men's choice. I love that." All Steve said was "thank you" and pushed into me again and came! Steve and I soon fell asleep. What a wonderful nights sleep I had while laying in his bed, the warmth, the occasional caress and being able to rest my hand on that gorgeous cock anytime I wanted, the best. I woke briefly very early in the morning, with that feeling of Steve's leaking cock between my ass cheeks...and my ass being spread open by Steve's hand. I knew he wanted in me again, and I whispered "fuck me baby, please". Steve placed his leaking cock head against my hole and pushed in. My ass was more than ready for him now, with two of loads in me already. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "I didn't want to wake you Tim, but I need to cum again, I want you to have my poz cum in you forever". He was fucking me faster now, know it was turning him on to think about spraying his seed in me once again. I reached behind me and placed my fingers along his bare shaft, "yes sir, cum in me, please cum deep in me". That was all it took for Steve to lose control. He pushed in as far as he could and I felt his cock stiffen and pulse inside of me. So many shots of his hot poz cum. we panted for a long time, him rubbing my body and telling me how hot I was and how much he loved fucking me. We were soon falling asleep again, but this time with him still in my ass. I never felt him get out of bed, but when I woke around 8am, Steve was already up, showered and gone. I found a note on the kitchen counter: Tim! What happened last night? I loved every moment of it and so glad the day, and night, went the way it did. I truly hope you are not having second thoughts or regrets today. I would love to talk to you more about last night and how you are feeling today. Please call anytime. I will be back later if you want to stick around, had to run some errands. Steve PS. I am having a pool party next weekend with a few friends, please think about coming, I would love to have you here. I read the note a second time and started to daydream about what had actually happened. From laying out to Steve cumming in me three times. While my head was all over the place with thoughts, my cock was reacting for sure. how could it not. Steve is everything I had fantasized about for so long. I needed to talk to him. I called later that evening and had a great talk with him. We talked about what my options were, but he definitely has his opinion. I absolutely loved his outlook on poz/neg sex (and love). Eventually this moved into very explicit topics, but we tried to stay away from all out masturbating on the phone! After hanging up with Steve I felt better and wasn't going to worry about things right then and there. As I got ready for bed, I logged on to BBRT once again to send Steve a quick note, but he had beaten me to it. I opened the message from Steve that basically said, "my cock is aching to breed you again Tim". That is all it took to send my cock to full hardness! I quickly wrote back, thank you dad, I fucking love your cock, and sent it. I think my choice was becoming clearer to me. I didn't want to stop Steve fucking me, at all. The week went by slowly, more slow than usual it seemed as I had already decided to go to Steve's pool party the coming weekend. Steve asked about it and I finally relented. While the party was intended to be 'clothing optional', I thought I should start in something tiny and a little see through. I chose a male see through thong bikini I found online. I tried it on as soon as it arrived. I put it on in the bathroom so I could see the results. It was incredible, but barely held my cock and balls, especially if I started to get hard. I also wanted to see it on while wearing my black rubber cock ring. I took the bikini off, but had to wait for my cock to settle down before putting on my cock ring. Once on, I modeled the bikini again, fucking nice. I had to wear this to Steve's. Soon enough Saturday arrived, it was a long week at work and without masturbating all week, and talking to Steve several times about party planning and attendees, I was leaking often. My balls were so full. I drove over to Steve's house early to help get ready for the party. I wore the bikini, and cock ring, under some loose shorts and a tshirt. I knocked on Steve's door but was let in within a minute, he must have been waiting. I immediately went to Steve and gave him a big hug, he kissed me and held my ass in his hands. I could feel him getting hard against me, loved that feeling. Steve let me go and had me step back so he could look me up and down. It is then I noticed his soiled shorts and now semi hard cock pushing against the thin fabric. His shorts were wet in several spots from his heavy precum. "Tim you look so good, is that what you are wearing today?". "Nope", I said as I pulled down my shorts to reveal the thong bikini. I did a quick turn around for Steve. "Fuck boy, you look so fucking good". Steve pulled me back to him so his hardening cock, held back by his shorts, was pushing on my bare ass cheeks. I could now feel the wetness of his precum soaked shorts on my ass. "Do we have to wait baby, I need to fuck you so bad", Steve asked. I reached behind me and gripped his big cock, "yes sir, we must wait. Some time today, I will be ass up on your bed waiting!" Steve patted my now hard cock through my bikini and said, "I can't wait". Steve and I hurriedly prepared his house for the party. Steve asked that I be in charge of drinks and refreshments, making sure his guests were taken care of. No problem here. Before the guests were to arrive, Steve said he was going to get changed into swimwear and suggested I should do the same. I followed Steve to his bedroom. Steve held up a small swimsuit for him and started stripping to change. I peeled off my shorts to reveal my suit to him. I looked at Steve and he was standing naked, cock rising as he stared at me again. "Oh Tim, this is going to be a great day". I crossed the room and rubbed his shiny wet cock head with my finger, and brought it to my mouth while looking him in the eyes. "yes it is sir! See you soon" I said as I left the room. Steve and I were finishing up, making sure there were towels and sunscreen at the ready all around the pool, even 'party' boxes with poppers and lube, but no condoms. Steve said condoms weren't necessary for this party. Guests started arriving shortly before the 'official' pool party time. Steve greeted each guest and occasionally would look for me to meet 'so and so'. A couple of occasions I could see why. One such couple was Chad and Bruce, I could tell immediately. Both were older than I, great physical shape, and wearing netting bikini's that left nothing to the imagination. Both Chad and Bruce were packing big cocks, big and soft so I could only imagine how they were when hard. "Tim this is Chad and Bruce, great friends of mine, so take special care of them" Steve said while laughing. I shook both their hands. Chad said, "great to finally meet you Tim, Steve has talked about you a lot". I looked at Steve with a 'concerned' but not really concerned look. Soon enough, most of the guests had arrived. Looking around at the guests I could tell most were older, in Steve's age range, and some younger. There were only a few 'unattached' guys it appeared, but they were involved in great conversations. Some had already taken their shorts, or swimwear off, and were sunning around the pool or in the pool cooling off. I was busy getting drinks for people, but I definitely got to be privy to some close up cock shots or conversations about sex life! It was fantastic. Every once in a while I would get close to Steve and be a part of his world. He would usually put his arm around me and cup my ass in his hands, which I loved. Soon after that I was in the kitchen, by myself, getting another round of margaritas for a trio when Chad appeared in the kitchen and asked if I needed a hand. I turned around and saw him there, see through bikini still in place but I could see it straining now. Chad's eyes were not on mine, but rather at my waist where he was just staring at my ass. "Thank you, that is sweet, but I think have it, but if you wouldn't mind can you get me three limes?". Chad moved to get the limes and put one in each cup. "Thank you for doing this Tim, and it really is great to finally meet you. Steve has chatted you up all week, so finally nice to put a....face, and ass, to the name. You know Tim, Steve has told us everything, about your weekend last week. I think it is fucking great you to finally go together." "um, everything?" I asked. "yes Tim, everything. I know you are neg and my guy got to breed you three times last weekend", Chad said. I could definitely see his cock start to strain hard against the material. Fuck! This man is hot, I mean Steve is my fantasy confirmed, but this man is hot too, and a huge cock to go with it. Just as I was about to ask Chad what he thought Steve popped in the kitchen. "ahhh, so glad you to have a chance to chat and get to know each other" Steve said as he pushed by us. "I just need to get a couple beers and I will be out of your way". I asked if he needed any help and he said "no, I got it baby, hang here with Chad and get to know him". As he said this, Steve patted me on the bare ass and squeezed my cheek. I saw Chad wink at Steve as he left the kitchen. "Yes Tim, hand with me a moment and get to know me" Chad said. "Steve is so very lucky, Bruce and I both think so. To fall for a neg guy and he to be ok with his status, wow! I love it.". Chad then reached down and pulled his bikini to the side letting his big growing cock fall out. He stroked that massive cock once and said "very lucky, damn". I was mesmerized, but needed to get these drinks out. I told Chad, I need to get these drinks out but love to chat in a bit. I proceeded to squeeze by Chad with my bare ass against him. He reached out and pulled me in tight with a bear hug, his big cock above my ass cheeks...smearing his precum all over. "I will be waiting, how about in the living room". Chad said. I quickly distributed the drinks I had, and had someone even say...what is that on his ass, it looks he brushed up against someone and then some laughing! I just smiled as I went back into the house. Chad was not in the kitchen, but I soon found him sitting in the living room, enjoying a cold drink, and cock covered once again. I got my drink and sat on the couch with him, one leg up and facing him opposite on the couch. Chad drew one leg up and re-positioned to face me. "Now, where were we?" he said. His hand had fallen to his bikini and big cock again. "Ah yes, you and Steve enjoying poz/neg sex. Can I ask, how are you feeling about it now?" Chad said while pulling the cloth back to expose his rapidly growing cock. Now it was my turn, my cock was also very hard and now leaking, after a week of sustaining this was bound to happen. "Sure. Of course I was not fully committed to making anything happen with Steve. I have grown so fond of him as a friend, of course lusted after him in my fantasy world, but didn't think it would happen. Then last weekend....wow. I couldn't refuse, he is so hot and I wanted him in me so bad, everything happened so fast, and so naturally." I was day dreaming remembering Steve fucking me hard from behind the first time. "fuck Chad, I haven't cum all week and now I have to relive that" I laughed. Chad was now slowly stroking his cock. "You know he can poz you right?. I mean I would too, given the chance", Chad said while milking a massive ooze of precum from his big cock. "fuck that is hot Chad, does Bruce know you are in here with me?" I asked. "Yes, he is the one that emboldened me to go chat with you" Chad said while laughing. "fuck Chad" I said again. "I don't think Steve would want anything to happen between us". From behind me I heard Steve say, "I wouldn't bet on that boy.". I whipped around to see Steve there. "All I ask is that you get a picture of the deed being done, and no cumming Tim...that is for me", Steve said while gripping his cock. He turned and left Chad and I alone. "Now boy, put that drink down and suck daddy's cock", Chad said while holding his hard cock in his hand. I put my drink down and got on the floor in front of Chad. I milked his oozing cock and swallowed his precum goodness. I sucked on Chad's cock as best I could, stretching my mouth. when I had Chad's cock slick with precum and spit, he told me to get up and bend over....giving my ass to his tongue. Chad tongue fucked my ass for several minutes, leaving me weak kneed and both of us moaning. Finally he leaned back and said "You need to sit on my cock Tim". I turned and straddled Chad, with his big wet dick sliding between my ass cheeks. he said, "I want to give you my poz seed boy". I looked down and now I finally saw it, a bio haz tattoo right above his cock, faint, but it was there. I moaned and reached around to guide him into my wet ass. Chad's cock head was soaking my ring and he was pushing as I pushed out to ease his cock into me. With a final 'pop' his cock head was in me and I was slowly inching down on that big dick. Chad's hands went to my waist and he slowed my decent on his cock until I had him all the way in me. He let me rest there to get used to his size, which I needed. after a minute, Chad pulled me up the length of his cock and slid me back down again. This continued for several minutes until he picked up the pace of him fucking me! "do you like my cock boy?" he said. all I could do was get short words out in moans. "fuck...love...need....your...cum". "you are going to get all of it baby boy, deep in your pussy". he said and pulled me down on his big dick one last time. I could feel him swell bigger and bigger and then I felt the throbbing of his balls pushing that hot poz cum up this is massive cock to my waiting womb. he was breeding me. my second poz man in a week. what the fuck! 🙂 my cock was oozing between us but I wouldn't dare touch my dick as I would explode. in a minute Chad reached around and pulled his still semi hard cock out of my ass and I could feel his load ooze out of me onto his balls. Then I heard the snapping of pictures. I turned to see Bruce there, cock hard, and phone in hand. "Perfect", Bruce said. Chad pulled my ass apart and asked his man, "want in baby?". Bruce tossed his phone and stepped in closer to slide his now hard leaking cock into my cunt. I couldn't believe it. Bruce wasted no time in fucking me fully and hard, and soon yelled out he was cumming! he pushed deep and started cumming, leaning in to whisper, "Steve is so fucking lucky, take my cum deep boy". "give it to me daddy" is all I could muster. After Bruce pulled out, and more cum fell out, I gathered myself and headed to Steve's bathroom to get cleaned up, but before leaving I turned to Chad and Bruce. "thank you!! that was so fucking hot and I loved every bit and ounce of it". I left them kissing and whispering. more to cum....

I’m going as a star mare for New Years! I arrive a bit early so the owner can breed me, then there’s a special porn star that I will get fucked by and a little rest then the games begin! I’ve been before and it’s a dream. But I’ve never been a star mare. Everyone wants to breed the star(s). Hopefully we can film it. I can’t wait for the owner to fuck me.

I graduated college last week, and the night of graduation I went to a bathhouse as a cumdump. I got fucked by about 10 different guys and got like 6-7 loads deep in my ass.

Chapter 8 She started using her mouth on his cock, usually she could only get half his cock in her mouth but for some reason this time she was able to almost swallow it’s entire length. Only about an inch was left out. She was getting good and pleasing him and she wanted to give him as much as he was giving her. At this point she was starting to sweat also, he thought it was warmer that usual but she was enjoying everything that was happening. While she was using her nails to excite him more she notices that when she dug her nails into his sack he would moan. She was having fun making him squirm and make noises and her mind was going into thoughts that she never had before. It was almost as if someone else was thinking these nasty thoughts. Her conservative background would never permit this an d yet, here she was getting herself excited again thinking of them. It was as if the devil himself was whispering them into her hear. While she was tracing her nails under his sack she wasn’t paying close attention and ran her nails over his puckered hole. He took a giant gasp and since she had he mouth on his cock she was rewarded with a shot of precum. This caught her off guard, she had tasted his before but this time it had a strange tase to it. He was usually quick to shoot but this time he seemed to be locked up and couldn’t quite get to the finish. She remembered how much it surprised her when his finger penetrated her butt and wondered if it would do the same to him. She knew about the male physiology and knew about the prostate an dhow it worked. Her boyfriend had discussed the nerve endings inside the rectum and how it could add to the sexual experience. At the time she thought he was mainly in getting her to let him push his rod in her butt. She had about half his cock in her mouth, she stared teasing his hole the same way he did her earlier. When she pushed the end of her finger into his ass he gasped again and once again she was rewarded with a quick shot of precum which still tasted different, but she swallowed it. she was afraid her nails would be cutting hm but at the same time he seemed to be pushing back on them. She noticed that the inside of his hole seemed to be wet, she figured it was the results of her being on top and squirting out her juices. Little did she know it was the results from his earlier fun with the neighbor that was up his ass. He started bouncing around and she knew that he was getting close. She had almost all her finger up his ass and he was moaning “ More, please, I need more “. She puled her finger out of his ass and pushed two up in him. Her nails were cutting the tender and sensitive hole. When he felt it he moaned loudly. He felt the nails cutting his the inside of his hole and then filling him up. He moaned and said “ Yessss. That’s it “! At this point he was producing a constant stream of precum and piss. She was swallowing it as fast as she could. She noticed his hole milking her fingers and she was caught up in the moment even more. She pulled the two fingers out and then shoved three in. He howled when she did it and he began cuming. She was immersed into the act and didn’t notice his howling. She thought it was in ecstasy not pain.

About a half hour ago, still feeling that shaky high that goes along with a sweet fuck. As usual lately, my beautiful FB. Apparently He was working nearby and had to leave and go back, so He had time and hit me up. He tried the last 2 days, but if i don't get His message right away, He's very spontaneous and ends up doing something else. i actually believe Him when He says i'm the only guy He's fucking? Go figure, i'd be fine if i wasn't, but feel very fortunate to be the male object of His desire (He's Bi). He fucked me 3 times, which is a first. He usually says He cums a couple of times while fucking me, idk, i can't tell because He is a silent cummer and i think He just keeps fucking after He has an orgasm. He's a Young (25) Muscle Guy and has a lot of stamina. Turns out, so do i as a bottom, i didn't wear out despite being pounded pretty hard for over an hour. Advantage of being a bottom my whole life, i'm sure plenty of my brothers here can relate. i'm definitely opened and full of cum, feels like about a gallon, pure bliss. He fucked me 2 times, me face down on my bed (my favorite position, and apparently His too), and once standing, bent over the bed, which was also fucking HOT. Between fucks He showered and asked me if l liked to get sucked. i don't really, i am truly total bottom and, while i have a penis, don't have a 'cock," just not wired to penetrate another guy. But, He's really sweet and He doesn't have a lot of experience with guys i think. He's been watching porn, like any normal guy, and has been wanting to try what He's seen of course. So i let Him suck me. He was actually pretty good at it. He wanted to try several positions. At first He tried getting me hard the way any normal Top would by jerking my penis. i explained i usually get soft from getting fucked. He asked what makes me hard, and i explained a Man wanting to fuck me or use me with His cock gets me hard. He seemed mystified by that, not sure He understood? He sucked me lying on my back, standing with him kneeling, then He wanted to lie on the bed and have me face fuck him. That one didn't last too long, pretty sure he had never done that and i don't think he really got into it, especially the gagging part. He stopped me, got this look in His eyes and said: "i want to fuck you." i have a feeling this is just part of His journey and He's probably all Top.

Yesterday I decided to go back to club Orlando got there about 4 rented the room and waited in 15 min this 25 year old stud comes in He tells me he is married but likes to ass fuck He also says he does not like rubbers he asks would I be fucked bareback by a married guy Sure He lubed his dick and wanted me on my stomach He went right in and bucked me hard for 10 min till he came. He stayed in and got hard again He dropped a second load in me He pulled out and said thanks Never saw him again

I'm 44 and a couple years out of a 21 year ltr with a guy who is now 66. BF before that was older (I was 18 with first bf, no idea how old he was really, but def over 60, and he dead now.) I've only ever been attracted to older guys, 50+ Basically anybody over 50 that's masculine and short haired can prolly fuck me, lol.. ;D Oh, gotta change my profile too, bbrt n a4a name is now geezerpleezer

He is a sweetheart and DOES still live in Canada. He still does guest gigs and in person shows, though I'm not sure how much filming he still does outside of JFF. I filmed him a few times, seeded his hole a few times at different events/in different cities and even had him seed me a couple of times. If you get a chance to play with him, DO. You will enjoy yourself. He will make sure of that. And if you have stamina, he'll shoot load after load after load. It really is incredible.

Yesterday at the sauna I started to think I'd get no action at all. In fact, it wasn't until about three hours or so in before anything happened. I was in the main darkroom, on my knees and arse out for anyone who wanted it, when I felt a finger run up and down my lubed crack. I reached behind me to discover a cock I recognised from previous occasions. It's strange to say but it has quite a distinct shape, it always starts flaccid and has a really nice head to it. Sure enough, once I started lubing it up, it took no time to get hard, but not totally hard (as before). As previously, I helped push the head in, then in he went. The guy's cock is a perfect thickness, but it's also so long I could feel it slide really deep inside. I've never felt anyone go so far up into me. I moaned and begged him for his cum. All of a sudden he pulled out, but then after about 10 seconds he slid back in, at which point I could tell he was emptying his balls inside me. It was a fairly quick fuck this time, but I got what I wanted! After three more seriously good fucks, I took my leave. Only one load, which was a disappointment, but I was gaping by the time I reached the showers.

Chapter 30: Gift Giving The party night had arrived. I was somewhat suprised when my dad said it would actually be somewhat of a conversion party though. After my partner and I discussed it, we agreed it was the power of poz. Although it was an odd concept of fathers pozzing their sons, it was actually a great idea, with love involved, just like my pozzing was. Now my dad loves sex with younger boys, but he also loves doing non sexual things such as the gift exchange. He gathered everyone in the room, and each of the dads had a box to present to their sons. Dad explained that he had to help Santa, and slipped into the bedroom. He reminded the dads not to give the boxes to their sons until instructed to. Once dressed as naughty Santa, he came out with a huge sack over his shoulder. That wasn't the only sack though. He was wearing a tight pair of red velvet underwear with his cock and sack hanging out. Santa began by telling the boys that their dads had a box with a gift inside, but there was more than the physical gift inside the box if they wanted it. He continued by telling the boys they would likely be suprised by what they were about to hear. He continued by saying that he and the dads have discussed it, and that they felt they would be comfortable with it, but if not, they had options to consider. He explained that all of the dads present were undetectable, but have been off their meds for at least three weeks, and likely very toxic. He explained that the dads all agreed that they wanted to give them a life long gift. There were a few that seemed unsure, but one boy blurted out, " Fuck yea!" Santa said he and his dad would be the first to open their gift, and invited him to his chair to sit on Santa's lap. The boy quickly jumped on Santa's lap, and Santa asked him if he had been a good boy this year. He said he thought so as he offered his ass to his dad often throughout the year. Santa then asked him what he wanted for Christmas and he said HIV. The boy said he and his dad had been watching alot of poz porn and it got him excited. The boy giddedly bounced on Santa's lap, and Santa instructed them to head to the bedroom to open their box. Before leaving Santa reached into his sack and retrieved a set of antlers for the boy and said we can already see you are horny from the bulge in your shorts, but in case someone hadn't noticed that, he needed to wear the antlers. The boy and his dad retreated to the bedroom, where the boy stripped. His dad presented the box, and when he opened it, he found a hard bristle brush, and a temporary biohazard tattoo. The dad explained to him he carefully selected the brush as he was certain that he was willing to become poz, especially after they had watched a porn with brushing in it and it was the best sex they ever had. He explained that he would brush his hole before returning to the room, as he was afraid that might frighten some of the other boys. He said that he wouldn't be too aggressive, but after the party, he would brush him until brush was bright red. He continued by saying that by putting the tattoo on his ass, the dads would know he was open to any and all toxic loads. The boy quickly wet the tat, and dad put it on his ass cheek. With that they returned to the room where everyone was watching poz porn. He positioned his son in the sling, and began breeding him. After he unloaded in him, his boy cleaned his cock and Santa said, "Good boy.' Santa said he definitely was, and invited the next son to his lap. After a few minutes, a boy and his dad approached Santa. Dad was giddy that they were the first as this boy was the most willing to be gifted. He was even happier when tye boy told him he wanted Santa to unload his toxic sack in him later. The second boy jumped up on Santa's lap, and Santa asked if he had been a good boy. The boy said no, that he had been taking cock other than his dad's, but mostly fucking other boys. Santa told him to drop his pants, and bend over his knee. When he did, Santa slapped his ass making it bright red. Santa then asked him what he wanted for Christmas and he said simply for his dad to love him. With that, they retreated to the bedroom. His dad presented him with his present which included a shaver and the temporary bio hazard tat. His dad told him that although he enjoyed breeding him, he sensed that he liked it more when he simply sucked him. His dad said that he enjoyed sucking him, but didn't enjoy flossing with his long dark pubes. His son said he had thought about shaving it, and now that he knew how he felt, he would shave for him. The son indicated that he was not comfortable in becoming poz yet though, but wished to stay and play. His dad then said he would put the tat over his cock indicating that he wanted to fuck, but not get fucked. His father added that he was anxious to watch him breed others, as he had no idea he was already doing so. They returned to the main room and the boy got on the bed where his father began shaving him. His dad didn't completely shave him, leaving a sexy patch of pubes. The first son was still in the sling, and invited him to breed him. The boy agreed, and the boy in sling encouraged him to pump his load deepe into his ass. The boy was hung and mounted his bloody hole.

Brett flopped down on the couch looking out at the gray mist coming in off the Bay. From this side of the couch on a clear day you could just make out the top of the Golden Gate bridge over the houses slopping down towards the water. Something about this spot felt so perfectly San Francisco to Brett. It was his favorite place in the whole house. There sitting in the bay window Market Street trenched out below, Castro just a few blocks off to the left. There was nothing that felt more like home to him. Alright, almost nothing, without Nick the house felt a little empty. A big black cat jumped onto the back of the couch and let out a little meow, interrupting Brett’s thoughts. “It is not time for you to eat yet.” Brett said playfully, and brushed his hand along the cat’s soft fur. He received a gentle bump from the little animal’s head, before it leapt off the couch and padded quietly out of the room. He lay back into the couch again, and stretched his arms above his head. He still hadn’t showered after the gym and the smell of his sweat wafted off his bushy pits. That little bolt of electricity that always accompanied the scent of a sweaty man shot down to Brett’s crotch, and his cock gave a throb in his gym shorts. Fuck, he thought, I miss Nick. Were his husband here he would have gone and found him, probably working in his office upstairs, and flopped his cock out of his shorts right next to his husband’s mouth. A hot wet blow job was exactly what he needed after a workout. His load pulsing down Nick’s throat as those big beautiful eyes looked up at him. Brett’s cock throbbed again, and his felt his husband’s absence just a little bit more. This wasn’t abnormal for them though; any time apart longer than a week and they both started to get a little melancholy. Independent and adventurous as they were, they had been together for decades and neither really enjoyed being away from the other for too long. Thought, thought Brett, I’m sure young Luke is keeping Nick occupied. His cock throbbed once more. Brett fished his phone out of his pocket and pulled open his texts with Nick. He sent a good morning text, and then opened the photo log between them. He clicked on the first video. The face of a young man, not wildly dissimilar from Nick in his early twenties, appeared on the screen. His face was contorted in what could either be pleasure or pain. The video started and Luke let out a groan of pleasure, his face twisted up and his eyes rolled back. He looked beautiful, a young buck in heat. The camera panned down, showing Luke’s hairy chest heaving with quick breaths. His pink nipples stood out amongst the swirl of brown hair. Then lower still to a tight stomach, and a wide treasure trail that turned into a full and ample bush. He wondered if Luke had always kept his pubes long like that or if it was all part of his wish to be part of gay life in the 70s. Back then neither he nor Nick had ever trimmed, they just let everything grow naturally. They both still liked to keep quite a bit of bush, but they kept it a little tidier now. In the video Luke’s hard, thick cock bounced with the force of the fucking he was receiving. Precum smeared across his stomach, matting the hair down. He let out a low groan, as the camera finally panned down further revealing the broad shaft of Nick’s cock sliding in and out of the boy’s hairy hole. The boy’s lips clung to the sides of Nick’s dick as he pulled out, and then slammed back in. “Fuck me! Breed my hole!” Luke begged. “Your ass feels so good. I can feel my cum in you, lubing up my dick!” “Fucking fill me up!” The video ended, the last frame was Luke’s face once more this time a clear image of bliss plastered across it. Luke looked so much like Nick had it was uncanny. Brett padded back across the front room to a set of large built in bookshelves that framed the archway into the next room. Down towards the bottom, next to a battered looking cardboard box labeled “photos to sort” stood a series of photo albums. He pulled one out, brown leather with a cracked spine, and a faded marker label reading “1979-1980” A smile spread across his face instantly. There on the first page was Nick, just as he had looked at the start of their relationship. He sat, in just a pair of small white athletic shorts, his chest bare. His brown hair grew in an unruly mop, and fell playfully across his forehead. Long sideburns stretched down his square jawline. All across his chest grew thick dark hair, that turned into a broad treasure trail which vanished into the waistband of his shorts. His legs were spread and his bulge was obvious even in the old photo. “Nick’s first night in San Francisco” read the caption. Brett ran a finger over the photo. He remembered taking it. He had moved to San Francisco first. They both had tried to pretend that there wasn’t much to their relationship, that they were friends with benefits. Nick was so new to gay life too that Brett hadn’t wanted to hold him back, he wanted Nick to get the freedom he had enjoyed. It wasn’t long before they realized what a mistake that was, and Nick packed up his life in New York and joined Brett in San Francisco just a few months later. Nick had barely been in the door before Brett had ripped his clothes off that first night. After months apart, he couldn’t control himself. He’d toss Nicks bags aside and pulled him close. Their mouths pressed together so tight it was as if neither of them needed to breath. Hands roamed over finding familiar places on each other’s bodies. They had tumbled through the apartment and into the room they would come to share. In his frenzy Brett pulled Nick’s shirt too hard and instead of taking it up off over his man’s head, he had torn it down the front. That seemed to spur Nick on even more. He had dragged Brett’s shirt off and nuzzled himself deep into Brett’s chest. His fingers played in the swirls of hair. His hands quickly slid down to grab at Nick’s crotch. He squeezed and pulled at the swelling meet barely trapped inside his shorts. Nick couldn’t wait any longer. He fell to his knees taking Brett’s shorts with him. He pulled the pouch of Brett’s white jock off to the side and let his cock spring free. So much had changed since the first time Nick had come face to face with Brett’s cock. For almost three years they had been fucking regularly, and beyond that Nick had taken to the slutty gay life style in New York like a fish to water. An image flashed of Nick at the Per for the first time though Brett’s mind. He was naked, on all fours, one man’s cock down his throat, another up his ass, while Brett railed another men next to him. Brett grabbed Nick’s head and pushed his cock down his boyfriend’s throat. It felt like coming home. All of the men, all of the slutty adventures, none of it felt quite as good as the connection the two of them had. They both felt it. Nick devoured Brett’s cock like a man in the desert finally finding water. He swallowed and slurped, with a need he’d never experienced before. It would have been easy for Brett to cum down Nick’s throat right then, but that’s not what either of them needed. He hauled Nick to his feet and threw him back on the bed. Nick’s legs instantly flew up, exposing his winking hole. Brett thought again of the first time they had fucked. Nick’s hole had been tight and virginal, it had quivered as he started to tongue it. Now the hole that winked back at him was experienced, and willing. He flicked his tongue across it and saw it bloom for him. Nick was no novice any more, he knew how to take cock and he liked it. Brett spat right into Nick’s hole and pressed inside of him. The warmth of Nick’s guts greeted him with familiarity. It was like Nick’s hole was made for his cock and the two of them sighed in relief at being joined again. This was no passionate love making, that would come later. This was animalistic, fueled by need and lust. Brett hammered Nick mercilessly. Almost immediate they were both sweating profusely. Nick was whimpering and moaning with each thrust, and Brett let out a rough grunt as he hammered in again and again. Brett grabbed Nicks rock hard and leaking dick and stroked it as he fucked Nick’s hole. Climax built quickly for both of them. Their breathing was wild and erratic. Nick was begging Brett to fuck him, to reclaim his ass, to make him Brett’s again. Brett was panting, he let out a roar, and slammed fully inside of Nick. His balls tightened to his body, and volley after volley of cum erupted out of his swollen cock into Nick’s warm guts. That was it for Nick as well. His cock twitched and pulsed in Brett’s hand and then long thick ropes of cum shot into the air spattering all over his hairy, sweat slicked, chest. They panted and Brett collapsed down onto Nick’s body. Brett’s mind returned to the present, his cock had made a big wet spot in his shorts. He set the album aside to look at more later, and moved off to finally take a shower, and a new thought resolved in his head. He needed to book a flight.

I went to the Canary Islands in the 1990s without a friend, and not being able to speak Spanish. At that time there were few Americans there, but that was one of the reasons I decided to go there. I was, to he honest, naive and to an extent - clueless. I booked an extremely expensive hotel, which included my meals, but the down side was security was very tight. I learned very quickly that the only reason I needed the hotel was to shower, sleep and eat. You stories are much different that what I experienced, but I found the sex there to be excellent. I happened to be in area where there were some upscale shopping, I was just walking around thinking the sex could wait, I will do that after dinner. I was looking in the window of a shop which sold "leather items", not necessity "leather" as we have come to know it. Instead the owner sold handmade leather pants, jackets, all high quality stuff. He motioned for me to come into the store and asked what country I was from, and when I said the US his eyes just lit up. He explained there were not many Americans in Maspalomas in the month of March normally. He asked where I was staying and I told him. After spending about five minutes there, I realized I could not afford a thing. I told him so, he laughed, and said "we can work around that". I wasn't really in the mood to exchange sex for leather clothes, but thinking back maybe I should have. He asked if I would like to come to his place in the evening for some fun. Again, somewhat naively. I agreed. I took a cab over, and when I arrived he had actually made dinner. I began to think that was a date, not a hookup. I was wrong. I asked when he was from originally, and he said Lybia. He went and got his passport to prove to me, and also explained life as a gay men in his home country was difficult. As I went to put the dishes in the sink, he came up behind me with his dick sticking straight out of his shorts and tried to bend me over the counter to fuck me. I quickly flipped about got him to lay on a chaise lounge and he actually thought he was going to put that huge cock in without lube. Fortunately I had come prepared, and he looked at the lube like he rarely was used to using it. I explained he was just too big and I needed to use it if he was going to fuck me. He came three times that first night. Now here is where I got a little dicey. The next day I had laid out by the pool and when I walked by the front desk the women were kind of laughing, it seems he had sent flowers. They thought this was hysterical, and also he had left several messages. I relented and called him back and this time he asked if I was just bring an over night bag and stay with him. This guy was gorgeous, and maybe this is not the more politically correct thing to say, but the fact he was from Lybia remained in mind. Like he would eventually end up hurting me. He had beautiful condo, and the sex was non-stop. I returned to the hotel the next day and already the women at the desk were laughing. More FLOWERS! (Who does that?) They said he had called over half a dozen times. So when I finally reached him, I thanked him for the good times, but the flowers, calls were becoming an embarrassment. So he had a better idea, just check out of the hotel (which I had already paid for) and stay with him. He said we could hang out at his shop during the day, have lunch there, he would make us dinner, and then we could fuck all night. I was I believe 25 when I went, I don't recall ever having that much intense sex with one individual who seemed so interested in me. Finally I had to tell him no, which bought more problems. He ended up hanging out in the hotel lobby waiting for me to come in. I am for having great sex with someone I've developed chemistry with. However, I was on vacation, I was in my 20s and frankly I wanted to really sample all of what Maspalomas had to offer. I wanted to go the beach during the day and then go out at night and look for some new adventures. He was adamantly against that, even inquiring if I could delay my return to the US. No not happening. Making a long story shot, security had to tell him he couldn't sit in the lobby and wait for me all day and night. I felt bad doing it, but I had no choice. Canary Islands will always be a special memory for me, I just wish it was nearly as adventurous as what @bareback-flipflop. had experienced. My story isn't nearly as sex-filled (though I had a lot with him) but the Canary Islands proved to be some adventure.

————————————— The Boy had pledged his life to The Daddy, and The Daddy was pleased. He said nothing for a time, but simply embraced the boy more fully, slowly leaning back into the large couch in the middle of the room. Once relaxed, The Daddy held the boy against his chest. "Then my first order is to simply relax and inhale. Relax your mind, breathe out your stress and fears, and breathe in my scent. Let it become the first step toward your transformation. Let the scent of my body into your soul" The Daddy spoke as the boy obeyed. He wanted desperately to throw himself at the coal black body before him, to engage in the raw primal sex he deeply longed for. Yet, he withheld, reminding himself of the many things they had discussed, what was to be expected. The boy relaxed and breathed and obeyed. Minutes began to tick by, The Daddy caressing the head of the boy as he watched him breath in his scent. Each breath came slower than the one before as the tang of sweat and musk on his body had the desired effect. After several minutes The Daddy could see how the face of the boy had become relaxed, with a glazed and slightly intoxicated look. He smiled and knew it was time. "You are a good boy, and Daddy is pleased, now it is time to please me more. To take the next step. show me that I am more than a would be lover. Worship me, worship the body you desire and embrace our approaching communion." He said as a look of hunger filled his eyes. The boy needed no further prompting as he leaned forward and kissed the Daddies chest and large thumb sized nipples. He lavished his daddy's body with reverent kisses, licking the sweat from his impossibly black and vein covered form. The boy's soft fingers cupped and felt every inch of the Daddies chest with his hands as his face was buried between his daddy's pecs. His nostrils were overwhelmed with the scent of his daddy's intoxicating musk, and he inhaled the scent loving it more with each moment. Eventually, the boy moved over to The Daddy's arms, thin in appearance, they still felt taught and firm with muscle and fitness. The boy began kissing the veiny biceps and licking every surface of the skin as the scent drove him to greater passions. Already his young cock lay erect and leaking precum. The clear fluid dripping down his own balls and legs, ignored for now as he continued his worship of the thin yet stir firm muscles of his ebony Daddy. Deciding to move things along, The Daddy smiles upon his boy and, lifting up his arm, guides the boy's face into his sweaty pits. Here the level of ripe oder reaches a new level, and the boy is soon lost in a new fog of desire. The smell in The Daddy's pits is thick, concentrated in short, yet wiry matted hair. It has an almost oily substance to it as the boy soon finds himself suckeling upon it, hungry for more that The Daddy is eager to give. The Daddy says nothing, but slowly lowers his arm, trapping the boy within. Not fully cutting off his air, yet limiting it enough to know that the boy will soon grow even more intoxicated and subservient. Indeed, it is soon that the boy feels his mind become hazy and fogged. He thinks only of his eventual submission to his Daddy, to worshiping him, to the eventual union that he knows will endanger his young life, yet his desire for the act grows more and more. The minutes tick by as darkness creeps into the edges of the boy's vision, for a moment he fears he may black out before The Daddy at last lets him free. Gasping for air, the boy opens his sweat soaked eyes and looks upon The Daddy, his face proud and full of lust. He leans forward, kissing the boy, tasking his sweat as well as his dominance over his soon to be son. "God Boy, you smell of my sweat, and you are marked with my scent. Your next task is to worship that which you are here for. The tool of your transformation and rebirth." The Daddy says as he gently guides the Boy downwards towards his great ebony phallus. Until now, the Cock was hidden from view by a thin spedo, encrusted with sweat, piss and seed from countless fuckings. Now, The Daddy snaps it off, showing it at last to the boy in all its glory. To the boy who has seen it only in pictures, it is better than he could have imagined. Hanging like a resting yet lethal serpent, the coal black cock throbs with veins that spread outwards into the coarse pubic hair covered crotch of The Daddy. As though his virus infused member was leeching the life from the rest of The Daddies aging body, which in a way it was. The shaft was perhaps only half hard, throbbing yet not fully erect. The head was still fully covered by a long drooping foreskin that slowly leaked the milky toxic discharge of the Daddies precum.

I've been hooking up recently with a hot dl guy during my lunch break. Late thirties, nine inch cock, muscular Italian stud. He's working at the dump near my house, and coming over when he finishes at 3pm. I work from home so it's convenient. There's something so hot about a straight dl guy that just want to be serviced. He comes over in his dirty boots and gear, and I immediately drop to my knees and take his dick out to worship. He smells musky and manly, his dick already rock hard. I grab his muscled thighs as I try to deep throat him. I really want to show him how fags suck better dick than women. No kissing. Minimal touching from his end. Meanwhile I kiss his body, lifting up his neon work shirt to reveal his dark haired abs and pecs. He never touches my dick, or even rims my hole. I've learned to prelube myself since he just wants to slide it in. Taking every inch of his cock feels impossible at first, but the second I hit some poppers, he slides in like he's always belonged. Juicy raw cock in my hole, I'm in heaven. I ride him sometimes on the couch or on the bed. Sometimes doggy or standing. Never missionary because he's too straight for that. He ends up usually breeding me within a few minutes. While I love to get pounded, knowing that he has to be home for his wife, I do my best to serve him with speed and efficiency. He pulls up his pants and maybe chats a little with me. But then he's out the door before his wife suspects.

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

So this is a bit of a first... For years I have posted stories that have been salvaged and re-discovered from defunct sites or old archives. The following is my first attempt at a new story from scratch, mostly drawling on a number of my favorite fetishes and story settings. Hope for good feed back and responses ================================================================ The two embraced each other as though life long lovers, yet this was the first time either had held the other in one another's arms. The home was a simple two story townhouse, the room they stood was full of the objects accumulated by a man's life, the shelves full of books and tokens, the tables decorated with candles and figurines. Yet despite this, it looked clean and well cared for. A large couch filled the center of the room and the two made their way toward it. The two had met online several months ago, both seeking a need that only the other could provide. The boy had just graduated college and was finished with the punishing studies he had labored under for years. Free from his schooling, he found his sexuality awakened and began to seek out the growing hunger for more and more depraved acts, a journey that found him wishing to fully embrace the ultimate act of giving up his body to another. It was a journey that led him to the Dark Daddy now holding him. The Daddy embracing him is an older ebony skinned man in his mid 50’s, his body showing the lines of someone that at one point was far more muscled and thick than it is today, but now looked thin and crisscrossed with veins. The boy is young and milk skinned, his body in sharp contrast appears at the peak of fitness, smooth, toned, and in good health. Fully knowing that his decisions tonight will put all of that at risk. Indeed, he has a blissed out look on his face full of sexual heat and anticipated lust. The Daddy had spent much of his life indulging the very same passions that the boy now sought out and had accepted the consequences of his hedonism and sinful depravity. Now late in his life, he had decided to seek out someone to become a part of him, not just as another fuck or another notch on his belt, but as a Son that could hopefully pass on his legacy to a new generation. To Ensure his progeny, his DNA continues to spread and multiply. The Daddy looked at the boy, knowing soon he would be "his" Boy and smiled. The boy had arrived mere moments ago, and after each looked upon the other, felt that they had found their destiny. Brief words were exchanged before the sexual energy between them proved too strong and they began to disrobe and reveal their forms fully to one another. Even before each exposed their bodies, they could each breath in the scent and natural musk coming from one another. The Daddy breathed in the sweaty yet clean smells from The Boy, he smiled knowing how weak they would be compared to his own. The Daddy, despite his age and condition, still worked to keep his frail body in shape, and the dense fog of musk and sweat that clung to him he could see was already having its desired effect upon the Boy. The Boy felt light headed as he breathed in the deep and powerful scent, not yet knowing how much more powerful the Musk would become. The two looked into each other's eyes as The Daddy spoke for the first time since they had embraced. "You do not yet know how much joy it gives me to have you at last in my arms. There is so much to show you and so much we will experience together. I will become much more than just your lover, but your father, and in time your God." he says as he brings the boy forward. Rough fingers caressing soft smooth skin. "To begin this path you must learn to worship me, worship my body, my scent, and my seed. In time you will become as one with me and know the true union of our flesh." he spoke in a deep commanding voice, thick with age and experience. The boy, whose heart was already racing, quickly agreed. "Of course Sir, Daddy. I want so deeply to accept you, but I know it cannot happen too soon. Please Sir, I will follow and pledge myself to you however you desire." The boy said and The Daddy was pleased. He knew that the boy may finally be the one to carry on his legacy and become part of the Dark Brotherhood. The Daddy looked into his eyes, and into his soul, and saw the life he would change forever, and saw it was good.

I went to a naked mens party in a private home on Saturday night. They have them about eight times a year. On the way out, I was dressed waiting for my #1 and boy to get dressed too. So I sat on the three seat sofa next to two naked guys watching porn on the TV and stroking. People are walking back and forth, coming and going. The guy next to me had a big metal cock ring and a decent sized dick, which was rock hard. I started feeling up his balls, tight in their ball sac. ”Your balls are greasy,” I said, tickling them while he stroked. And in no time he groans. Spurt after spurt . . . globs of white cum . . .all over his hand, all over his dick, dripping onto his torso. “FUCK! Look how hot that is,” I say looking at the cummy mess he made, and I scoop up a gob and eat it. Sweet. “Thanks,” he says to me, “Not bad for 82 huh?”

I got the holy grail I reckon. I slept in my dads bed both naked from 3-17. By (can I say ages here???) I started playing with his long cock. I loved putting it in my mouth. He tried to discourage me but gave in. He molested me and taught me how to suck his dick. And he started sucking mine. When I was __ my uncle found out and raped me. It was awful but three weeks later I was begging him for his cock. He taught me how to get fucked. Two months later my dad started fucking me. I loved it. When I was __ and my brother __, they had us fuck each other. And we still fuck. Dad only fucks me. My uncle is a huge pervert and has three boys… My brother and I look alike so we’ve gone on gay cruises and stuff and fuck in public. Guys go nuts to fuck with brothers.

So been a while since I posted, had fun but nothing to write home about. But this happened to start my weekend off and really reminded me who I truely am. So this started Friday lunchtime I was working the till as the lunch rush cleared away and as it was quiet I pulled my phone out and started messaging round my mates and Grindr. Initially it looked like slim pickings and was getting myself ready to go home get warm and jerk myself with my dildo using me rough when this profile popped up, it was a basic profile with just couple of tops looking for bottom lad for fun, no age, no description and one pic of a hairy big chest. At first it was kinda bland chat, a pair of mates looking for a bottom to spit roast, promising they had poppers/condoms/lube and will look after me etc. I said I was working till late and they went silent so thought ‘Yeap couldn’t wait or got too real’ so kept messaging between customers. I was closing up when I got a couple of pings, pulling my phone out it was grindr so I opened it up and it was coupleoftops and read their messages, it was a hotel location, room number and time in two hours, I sent back what were they after and got back a fun and anything you are into. I was excited and went home quickly showering and cleaning out deep and two hours later I was outside the hotel as I sneaked in and took the lift to their floor and walked to the door, as I arrived I noticed the door was ajar so I let myself in to find an empty room and a note, ok if your up for it strip put the blindfold on and get ass up for us we will be there at 21:30 if your not here then you wimped out if you are here expect to be used. I was so turned on I striped and put the blindfold on and went on all fours ass up ready for anything. I heard the door go and the sounds of two guy enter and hum a little, “wow got an eager one at last” one said and I felt hands on me as they guided me round and I felt a cock at my lips so I opened up and let it in sucking on this cut cock feeling rough hands pull on my cock balls and nips. I was then flipped my legs pushed up and metal attached to my ankles holding me to the bed frame as others were added to my wrists, I then felt a ball gag forced between my lips and tightened behind my head and my cock was leaking to say the least, then my blindfold was taken off to show two older men probably in their late 40ies naked edging their cocks as they played rock paper scissors to work out who was fucking me first in the end it was cut guy who spat on his cock and fingered my hole a bit that’s when he said “yeah no lube and no condoms bet a little fag slut like you will love taking our dirty daddy cocks all night” I was a little scared and excited as he in one motion slammed his cock deep into my ass. I felt my hole stretch and fuck did it feel good, he wasn’t showing any mercy he pounded me into the bed hard and fast not letting up until he unloaded in me, his friend straight behind him taking my ass with his big uncut cock stretching me more as he fucked me hard. after he came he unhooked my ball gag and pushed his cock in its place “ go on you slut clean my cock get me hard again I need another go on your cunt”. It’s been a while since I last was with a Dom let alone two, and for hours they took turns on me till it was midnight and they needed a rest but they were not done no they went online and before long invited another to take over my use this guy was my age and heavy, not taking any time to pull his cock out and ram it into me “yeah take my fat cock bet you hate my fat body over you using you” he fucked me all while I was chained up and gagged and silently loving it. by the time I left that hotel it was 8am I had work in 30 minutes and I had from all three taken at least 10 loads that were still in my ass as I started my shift.

I’ve always thought that Gran Canaria is to Europe what Ft. Lauderdale and Palm Springs are to North America. The climate is pleasant all year round, it’s totally set up for tourists (it is part of Spain, after all, and the Spanish are very good at the whole tourist thing), and you get to meet guys from literally every corner of Europe. It’s true that you don’t come across many Americans there, and that’s understandable as they have their own gay meccas, but if anyone from the US is planning a European sexcation, I would certainly recommend adding it to their itinerary!

Some good news… The Independent did an article on the bills that Sen. Mike Lee introduced… https://apple.news/AHdJq7h95TsONTKaKe3T8ew For starters the article clarifies that he introduced two bills (not one). SCREEN is about age verification, and the other is about redefining obscenity. The article does a good job of explaining each, in context (which I won't rehash here). Then it goes on… So this means that some adult industry people who were predicting that the bills could see significant support from both parties are most likely wrong. Luckily no one seems to like this guy. And if they don't like him, they probably can't be bothered to get his bills out of committee or vote for them. 🤞

A total of four

I love going to bathhouses- but haven’t been to one in years-used to travel for work and would hit up the local ones for some after work fun- I was in a relationship at the time and that made it more fun, fucking around. I loved getting as much dick as possible every time I went and had some crazy scenes. once I was getting fucked in the sling with a small group watching , waiting for their turn- one cock in my ass, one in my mouth- any guy wearing a condom - I’d pull it off- then I’d get fucked raw. In that small group was a co- worker who I always thought was a stud- hairy fucker - blew his 9 inch cock deep inside me then shoved it down my throat- it was pretty funny seeing him the next day in the office fun times

...after laying out a while, and enjoying the sun nude, it is time for another cold drink. Steve offered to get us one, I said 'sure' and 'thank you'. Steve got up and grabbed our glasses, I noticed Steve was still semi hard...which he had been all morning by the pool. Thank goodness for my sunglasses as I get a great eye full view of that gorgeous swinging cock. "Be right back" Steve says as he saunters off. As I lay there, I can't help but think of Steve's cock. Just amazing to me, the girth and weight of it. Immediately my cock grows, and it takes all of my strength to not touch or stroke me. I know this is just a 'friendly' time by the pool, no sex is intended for sure. We are good friends, and both really enjoy our strength in having very open conversations...about everything! When we originally met on bareback RT, our friendship grew in place of a sexual encounter. I couldn't help but ask questions of you regarding your sexual escapades and desires...along with getting to know you as a person. Knowing you were poz just kept the conversation going for sure. Yes, we both knew our deep desires, but overall, we knew we connected on several levels...and it was very refreshing. Finally, after months of getting to know Steve, summer arrived and he invited me over for some sun and swimming. How could I refuse, some of my favorite past times! And here we are. We both knew that sex was not likely to happen between us, Steve was poz and I was neg. Of course, we flirt, how could we not?? We both love the same sexual types of things. As Steve strolled back out with our newly filled glasses, he seemed almost a little harder than when he left. I didn't mind a bit, and thanked Steve for the drink. "Looks like something got your attention while you were away" nodding at Steve's semi hard cock. He sits down and chuckles, telling me while he went to pee he remembered leaving a porn paused in his bedroom, Treasure Island media of course. As he went to turn off the TV he just had to stare at the scene a bit. "What was the scene?", I ask. Steve described the scene in 'what I can't see 2', of the older man fucking his blind folded boy from behind. I know it all too well, and we laugh. Steve then settles in his lounger I see him adjust his big cock and notice that he is now leaking. uh oh...not good! Steve's nipples are hard too...of course they are..it is a great video! Steve apologizes for leaking, but no apology needed, I know Steve's desires. All good! I can tell Steve is still thinking about the video because he is now rock hard...and leaking a lot more. I am getting excited as well so decide to turn over and get some sun on my back and ass. Steve tells me the worst thing would be to burn my ass cheeks. He asks if I want some sunscreen for my back and butt. "Sure, please." A benefit of having someone sunning with you. I hear him get up and open the lotion, squirting some in his hand. Steve starts to apply it to my shoulders and back. Feels great. He pops the top again, this time applying it directly to my lower back and across the top of my butt. His hands move around my lower back and then onto my ass cheeks. Kneading my ass as he applies the lotion. Of course, I am a flirt and push my ass up a little bit, not even sure if he notices, but soon his fingers brush my hole and I take in a breath. whoa...that felt great. As Steve continues rubbing my ass, and touching my balls from time to time, I suddenly feel Steve's heavy dick land in my open, upturned, palm. The weight of his cock is amazing, and of course now I feel his precum on my hand. Damn, my head is swimming. Soon enough he is done applying lotion but allow your cock to rest in my hand...."fuck that feels good Tim", but we both know it is time for him to lay down again! I release my grip on his cock and Steve slowly stands up, but his precum remains all over me. No problem there. Steven then lays back down and I turn my head towards him, easing up on my side. I see his cock is still swollen and amazing. I know he doesn't mind me staring at his cock ever, so I take full advantage. I reach out and get my drink. Still cold and so refreshing. Of course, my cock is hard now too...thanks to him and his touch. We start to talk some more, now just about anything else besides sex and porn. That helps...as both of our cocks start to settle down. We are laughing a lot about things, men, sex, websites, everything. Steve asks me if I had seen certain guys on BBRT...and then he describes why I might have seen them. Older, hung, poz top men....and then he describes some of them to me. I say, "I will definitely have to check them out", and wink at him. Soon enough it is time for another drink, and I ask Steve if he is ready for another. Drinking the last bit of his drink, he says 'sure' and hands me his glass. "I will be back in a few minutes" I say while grabbing his glass, then adding "unless you left your TV on" and we both laugh. "You can always turn it back on Tim, bedroom is down the hallway on the left", he smiles. I stroll into the kitchen, my mind flashing between the porn and the weight of his cock in my hand. Damn, is another drink really what I need? I smile. I open the freezer to get more ice and vodka, but then close it, thinking to myself, I must see that porn scene again, it has been a long time since I watched it. I stroll down to Steve's bedroom and enter. Of course, the TV is off. ha. damn! I notice his bed is roughly made. Steve’s desk and computer are in the corner, and it seems as though on his nightstand is a cock ring and bottle of lube. huh? A good night, I guess! I smile to myself. I find the remote to the TV and turn it on. Immediately the large screen is filled with the scene from the DVD. The older man's cock is clearly in his young boy, paused right there. I just stare at it...immediately getting hard! I turn the volume down a bit, and press play...just a minute I tell myself. The video starts again and the man is pushing his dick in and out of the b, wow! Fuck I love that video! I realize time is going by as the scene is getting closer to the cum scene, how long have I been standing here!?? Then I hear Steve at the door to the room, "it is good isn't it?". I turn and he is watching me watch the video, his gorgeous cock is rock hard and leaking again. "Sorry Steve, just needed a quick peek" "Not a problem at all Tim, I love that you enjoy it as much as I do", he smiles at me. I turn back to the video just before the older man slides in deep and cums hard in the boy. Damn that is hot. I could tell Steve moved in closer to me and the TV, but I thought it was to get a better view. As the next scene starts, I feel him behind me, his wet dick trails across my ass cheek. I reach back and take his hard dick in my hand, rubbing it all over my ass cheek. "Steve, we shouldn't" "I know Tim, I know. Let's just enjoy the video". So, we stand there watching. He behind me as I milk his cock all over my ass, moments later I feel his fingers tracing through his precum, down my ass crack and brush my now twitching hole. Soon Steve stepped in closer...rubbing is now wet cock up and down my ass crack..."should we get back to the pool and our drinks Tim?" "Fuck Steve", I said with a sigh. "I guess you are right", and I felt him pull away leaving a huge wet spot on my ass above my crack. Steve just sighed....and stroked his cock one more time. Then he reached for the remote and paused the movie where it was at, "I think I will be needing that later" Steve said while laughing. We both left his bedroom breathing hard and cocks bouncing as we walked. "Don't forget those drinks" Steve said while passing though the patio door. Off to the kitchen I went to get those drinks on ice and get back to the sun. Steve was right where he should be, in his lounge chair enjoying the sun. The only evidence of what had happened was a small pool of precum on his thigh where his now soft cock lay. "Thank you, Steve." "For what?" he said while looking up at me. "For not giving in to our desires", I said laughing. "Trust me Tim, if you were poz you would be carrying my load right now" Steve said while moaning softly. Of course, that is all it took to start my cock growing to full hardness again. "And I would be very happy for that sir" I said with a grin! Now it was time for his cock to now start growing. Steve reached down with one hand and gave his cock a good long pull, more precum oozed from his piss slit. The alcohol was definitely beginning to have an effect on my bravery and I asked Steve if I could taste his precum. Of course he said 'sure' as I thought he might. I got up off of my lounge chair and bent over his cock, took it in one hand and milked out another big drop, while looking Steve in the eye lapped that drop up with my tongue. Steve's precum was salty and very good! Without asking, I lowered my mouth to his cock and stroked for several more drops of his natural lube. "Fuck Tim, you are going to get my load if you keep doing that". I took my mouth off of Steve's cock, looked him in the eye and said "not yet baby" and set his cock back down on his leg with one final squeeze. I then straddled Steve on his chair, reached behind me and picked up his cock, laid it flat against my ass. I tweaked one of his nipples and bent down to kiss him deeply! Steve moved both of his hands to my ass cheeks and kneaded my ass like a pro. I felt his hand leave my ass, then his cock moved...then his hand was on my ass again, but guiding his finger to my tight ring, and what seemed to be lubed with his precum. slowly he spread me apart and inserted his finger slowly but steadily. I just moaned into Steve's mouth. I reached around behind me and took hold of Steve's wet cock. Steve pulled his finger from my ass and I placed his slippery cock head against my pulsing ring. "Tim, please don't. We can't fuck without a condom". "Steve, I want you in me, please fuck me" I felt Steve push his cock head past my ring and we both moaned out loud. "You are so fucking hot Tim, once I am in your ass, there is no way I can pull out". I pushed back on Steve's cock and felt the first few inches of him spread me open. "I know baby, please fuck me". I guess that is all the asking I had to do, Steve slowly sank his entire cock into me until I felt his sexy pubes brush my ass. I could feel his cock twitching has he rested there. "Don't move Tim, don't fucking move!" I lay on him, chest to chest as both of his hands were on my ass, cock buried deep in me, oozing precum inside of me I am sure. Within a minute, I felt him pull my ass up almost off his cock and pushed me down again, starting to fuck me in full lengths. My ass felt his oozing, making me wetter, but I was already starting to feel the rawness of his dick fucking me. I sat up....with him buried in me and eased off of him, immediately feeling the void where his cock was. I stood over Steve, "please fuck me from behind on your bed". Then started to walk towards the house. not looking back, but hearing him get off the chair. Entering Steve's room, I found the remote and pushed play to let the porn start up again. With deep moaning from the TV, I moved to his nightstand and grabbed the lube. I tossed it on the end of the bed, and climbed up on the mattress, on all fours...with my now red ass ring facing the door, waiting. Just behind me, Steve entered the room. I looked over my should and saw him there, stroking his cock. I knew what was coming! Steve walked to the bed....and immediately placed his cock in my ass crack, bent down and grabbed the lube. Then I felt the coolness dripping on his cock and my ass. Steve was rubbing his now wet cock between my crack, every once in a while, getting it stuck on my ring. "Tim, I am going to fuck you now...I have to. I will not pull out and you are going to take my poz seed. Are you ok with that?" "YES! sir" I almost yelled. "Good boy". Then he pushed the head of his cock back in my hole and proceeded to fuck me raw like he owned me. My cock was swinging semi hard, leaking precum/cum for the entire time...all I had to do was stroke it and I knew I would cum very hard! The man behind me was all I had thought of, imagining this scenario so many times in my head. Steve's pace was quickening, and I knew I would soon be rewarded with my first poz load, exactly how I wanted it too. Steve was talking very sexy now...very hot and honest while his hips pounded into my ass. "I am going to fucking breed you deep boy, give you my poz cum. Do you want my poz cum?" "Yes sir, please cum in me" "Good boy, here it comes". After a few more deep pushes, Steve buried deep in my ass and started cumming!!!!!! Holding my hips so very hard, making sure his cock was as deep as it could go. That is all it took for my cock to stiffen and shoot my entire load all over the sheets beneath me. Steve was panting hard, "I love fucking you Tim". I turned back to face him, his cock still in me, "I need to taste your cock Steve". He pulled out and I swung around to taste his still throbbing wet cock. Man, his cum and my ass...the most amazing thing. An hour later, after cleaning up. Steve lay behind me on the bed...slowly fucking me again as we watched a new porn. He fondled my hard cock as he slowly slid in and out of me. Steve leaned in close to me, "Tim did you always want this to happen?". I waited a few seconds and thought that over. "Yes I did. I knew from first talking to you, and seeing your pictures....your gorgeous cock...full balls...tan body, I knew I wanted you in me. Did I want your poz cum in me? That I don't know, but I wanted your bare cock in me for sure. Then when I saw you naked up close...it was all I could do to resist you. I honestly loved your thinking about poz/neg sex and love. How you could resist it and that it is both men's choice. I love that." All Steve said was "thank you" and pushed into me again and came!

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

Only 90 ???? I doubt there are 90 individuals in the entire Government that don't have porn of some type on their computers and/or phones ..... and those that rail the loudest against porn probably have two computers/phones full !!!

I totally forgot one other one-off, a young white guy (5'7" with a really hot butt). He loved being dominated, and I fucked him face down and blew my load up his ass. He's significant because my profile picture is me getting ready to top him...🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

I've done open doors at gay resorts in Palm Springs, in sleazy hotels, at big events like IML and MAL - all with differing degrees of success and risk. Easiest way is to have a buddy man the door. You can even split the load collecting time and the cost of the room. Unfortunately. finding another bottom who isn't JUST interested in getting his own hole bred, seems to be harder to do than you would think. There are a couple guys (on here and on other sites) that have expressed an interest in being that wing man sometime. So far, the timing has always been off, but I'm confident that when I manage to take them up on that offer, it will be better than trying to do it all on my own. Let's normalize bottoms NOT feeling like they have to compete for dick!

Im not attracted to men/fags in anyway. But when im away from the wife and i need to empty my balls nothing is better than the service/worship faggots give.

The only hotel pump and dumps i have done were in Palm Springs at a gay resort, but that's kinda different. i leave my door ajar, window shade open and just enough soft lighting so that a Man looking will be able to see my lying ass up ready to receive Him. i've had some great experiences doing this and there's never any worries about security or 'getting caught' because it's a gay resort. Otherwise, if i'm feeling the need locally, i just go to an ABS. i've always gotten the most cock and cum quickly in an ABS venue. i've had 5 cocks in less than 30 minutes, can't imagine that at a hotel. Again, the security issues you have at a hotel don't really exist in the ABS venue. The laws where i live (Oregon) make it legal to have sex in these places, the "booth" is equivalent to a hotel room by legal interpretation. The local ABS where i live shares a parking lot with the State Police lol, gotta love that. i guess the one exception would be Las Vegas. i've actually had success using an ab in Vegas. The hotels are so large, purposely designed to keep people there. The sheer size of the hotel and the atmosphere of Vegas pretty much ensures there's gonna be horny Men in need. i've used hook up aps and left my door ajar in Vegas and had pretty good success. Otherwise, most of my sex has been at home. i had a lot of success when CL was around. Would post an ad and when a Guy would respond, i'd do a similar text set up as the OP. i'd give cross streets and then tell them to text me when they are there for the address. my house is a perfect set up, they come in a back door and are in my bedroom where i'm waiting ass up. Never encountered a problem doing this, except for flakes, and have had 100's of Men this way. Since CL is gone, i don't really do it anymore, i don't have success with quantity with the aps, much easier to go to an ABS for quantity.

Day 4 Typically I had to go to the toilet all night, because the huge amount of beers and water didn’t let me sleep after I left the place. So I planned chilling. I say planned. Because a guy texted me on Grindr that he was horny and wanted to be a slut. His hole was hungry for cocks and fists. He agreed that we would play with a third fully top guy. We met Basement which is an interesting facility. From the outside it seems like a bungalow place with few apartments. But behind the pool there are classical cruising sets. We met three and started to play. Fucked the bottom guy, but the top fucked me as well both separately and while I was fucking the bottom. After a while some other guys joined us and I sucked others and was fucked by others. Later we continued the play three, fistfucking the bottom. Almost two hours run and the top had leave. We continued the play fisting, fucking and pissing on the bottom. Later afternoon he also had to go, so I stayed for a while hunting others for sex on Grindr. I found an interesting but faceless profile with meters. I tapped thinking that I had nothing to loose. As I was sitting in the chair, rolling my head round and saw a tall guy standing on his bungalow’s terrace. He was naked and visibly high. I showed him my hardon, smiled and nodded. Long story he was soon in his sling and I was on my knees rimming his visibly fisted hole. I started to duck him and continued with fisting. It’s good to know that I have pretty small fist therefore especially less practiced or beginners really love it. As this Lithuanian guy said, I was his fourth fister. And I reached the most, finally may half under arm was in him. He asked me to cum on his chest. He invited mento continue but said I would go to - you will never figure out- Noxon, because on Wednesday Fist&Fuck party is organised. He answered that he would consider it. When I stepped into the bar,l few hours later, it was quiet empty but there were a couple who were fucking. The bottom moaning like a beast and the sound was familiar but I didn’t get it. When they finished I realised that it was my Lithuanian mate. The other was a thin bearded bald guy with a nice biohazard tattoo on his right shoulder. The Lithuanian introduced us each other as the fourth and fifth fisters and told him how amazing fist I have. The poz Swiss guy asked me to fuck first and after this preparation to fist him. When we finished, the Lithuanian asked us if we fisted him. It wasn’t a question, but he needed some enhancements so he went home (which was practically on the others side of the road. Until we chatted with the Swiss and agreed that after we fisted the Lithuanian, he would fuck me. He had originally big cock but with PA (because he also had like at least the half of the guys there) it was scary. He fucked me so brutally that I felt it still days later. I really enjoy it, I cried loudly. It was amazing. It’s needless to say he also deposited his poz load in my hole. If he was viral or not we didn’t clarify but it didn’t matter for me. Then he fucked in missionary the Lithuanian offering me his ass. I couldn’t stand it and fucked him while he was fucking the other one. To be continued…

got home from the in-laws and the wife was invited to go have a drink with a friend. I immediately got naked and came to this hot chapter. I wish I was Lewis or one of the members to this church. I would be there to take cUmmunion every week

Once I apparently became a DILF I'm having so much fun with the virile younger guys 😉

I really don’t pay much attention to how this all works. I know that I have on several occasions entered topics in the wrong spot or commented where I shouldn’t have. This has caused me to lose ranking? Or something. I very seldom react. I really don’t get that and would hate to do something wrong and cause an issue. All I know is you should keep commenting on things that interest you. I sometimes go weeks without commenting. If you are consistent it all works out.

Definitely have thought about finding a slutty travel buddy to travel around the country looking for c com. Someone to share in the fun.

Fuck Yesh!

Great as always. Can't wait to see this married man slip even further into his darker desires.

I can resist everything... except temptation. -Oscar Wilde Dude, its the temptation for me. and its the satisfaction in giving in to said temptation for me as well

Great story

Thank you sir! maybe there should be a follow up one day!!

Right? Saying: " the top does what he wants and is satisfied" can 'sound' different on paper than IRL to me. For me, Top and bottom are positional references, not status, thought i do experience a bit of status mind fuck in the T/b dynamic. For me, compatibility is essential for satisfaction to occur and sustain. i think that happens pretty naturally and automatically, at least on a crude level, when a Top and bottom get together (the devil can be in the details though). To me, the more mature Tops are concerned about a bottoms satisfaction as much as the bottom is about the Tops. i think confusion comes in when we assume that the bottoms satisfaction doesn't matter. i see this idea from both Tops and bottoms. i do not think it's a question of a bottoms satisfaction not mattering, just that a bottoms satisfaction derives differently. Speaking for myself, i need/want to please my Man/Top as an intrinsic part of sex. But is seems circular to me, my read is Tops/Men also need/waant to please/satisfy the bottom as well, that is affirms His value and postition just as much as with the bottom, it just happens in an opposite way. It's a little mysterious to me, but i'm convinced the best connection/sex is symbiotic. Right there with you re drinking from the tap. For me, it's a connection that has unique elements. i think there's a definite D/s element in Top/bottom, Breeder/breedee, but WS has a whole other psychological layer that, for me, can make it a deeply intimate connection in a way cum does not. i think there's a general built in valuing of semen as seed, whereas piss is generally seen as waste. For one man to want and receive another Mans waste, and also the lesser relief vs the more intense release from orgasm, can speak to a overall desire/need from both Top and bottom to connect and bond . For me, one of the more erotically satisfying draws i have is the mind fuck part both Top and bottom can experience venturing into degradation/humiliation. It's sort of magical to me when it happens based on mutual lust/need vs being a forced or mean act that is focused on superiority/inferiority. Hard to articulate what occurs, but it can be intense and wonderful.

Indeed. This is one of the reasons I really don’t understand why Tops want head when they can get ass. An ass isn’t surrounded by hard bitey things. Every now and again some Top with a girthy cock will ask me for oral, and when I try to accommodate him, he’ll keep saying, “Teeth. Teeth.” Well, what the fuck does he expect me to do? I’m open as wide as my jaw will go, they’re attached, and he’s trying to force his way past them.

Every load. None refused.

It was a thrill. Obviously after a month of having sex with Brett and Mac, I’m past the point of being shocked that sucking a dick is fun or feels good, but there was a new electricity to the experience being outside in the sun with other people close by. I swallowed hard, I felt this want to impress the men around us, to show them how good at sucking dick I am. Brett groaned in appreciation and put his hands on the back of my head. He forced his cock deep down my throat and fucked my face slowly. I swallowed hard, allowing his head as far into my throat as I could. My nose was tight in his crotch, his pubes rubbing against my face. I held only his legs, pulling myself closer too. All the while my throat was working his head and shaft. I pulled back coughing and spluttering. Brett slapped his cock on my face, and then I dove back down swallowing him to the root again. It was a wet and noisy blowjob. I knew we were drawing attention. There was nothing subtle about what we were doing. Now, looking back, that is absolutely what I wanted. The element of having an audience gave me a whole new thrill. Brett was panting. His beautiful chest rising and falling quickly, and one lone trickle of sweat snaked its way through his chest hair to get lost in his lush pubes. He laced his fingers into my hair and held me tight. I felt his balls brush against my chin as they contracted. Heavy ropes pumped from his cock head deep in my throat, as he roared through his orgasm. He slowly pulled out, the last few shots landing in my mouth, filling it quickly. I swallowed hard, and then looked up at Brett’s smiling face. “How was your first public blow job?” “Fucking amazing.” I pulled his face down to me and kissed him, the taste of his cock and load still on my lips. “That was fucking hot,” a pleasant low voice said from over my shoulder. I legitimately felt panicked. I spun around on my heels still squatting on the ground in front of Brett. Brett for his part didn’t seem to worried, he lazily tucked his partly deflated member back into his shorts, and smiled at the new comer. I found myself looking up at a medium height man, with shoulder length wavy brown hair the crown of which was pulled back into a tie at the back. He has a deep golden-brown tan, the sort that only comes from lots and lots of time in the sun. His had no shirt on, his chest well defined and smooth. Up from the waistband of his little white basketball shorts erupted a dense dark treasure trail that shot up a few inches above his belly button. He smiled a big broad smile, full of bright white teeth. “I’m Josh,” he said, holding a hand out to me. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. I introduced myself, and Brett who was now pulling his cut off shorts on with absolutely no sense of urgency whatsoever. “You two boyfriends then… or…” “I um…” I faltered, “just roommates.” “Oh, sorry. I assumed ‘cause you were here just hanging out for a while, and then the fucking sexy blow job you gave him… damn. I wish I had roommates like that.” Brett stood up and put a hand around my shoulders, “We’re a little more than just roommates.” My heart fluttered. We haven’t discussed being in any sort of relationship. Honestly, I’m not sure I know how to be in a relationship. I’ve had girlfriends before but that never worked out – I guess for reasons that should be obvious by now. I don’t know. Brett is my best friend, and has been for year. Yes absolutely our relationship is more than that now and I certainly care about what he thinks and don’t want to mess anything up between us. But… could I? Do I want to? There was something in how Brett looked at me this afternoon that made me wonder if there was more on his mind. Like he almost looked hurt that I had defined our relationship as just roommates. He didn’t dwell on it for long though. He shook Josh’s hand, and said, “You here on your own?” “No,” Josh gestured to a group behind him, next to the nude sunbathers, “I’m here with a couple of guys.” They all waved, seeing that we were looking in their direction. “Full honestly, we saw Nick… right Nick?... get on his knees and it was hot as fuck so… they dared me to come over and introduce myself and invite you guys to join us. We’re just hanging out and drinking. No real plans.” “As it so happens that is exactly what our plans were – what do you say?” Brett said turning to me. “Absolutely.” We gathered our things and followed Josh over to his friends. There were three others besides Josh, all looked to be in their mid-twenties. Josh introduced each one, and they gave a smile and wave. Eric, pale and freckled, lay reclined against an old barrel that he had covered with a blanket. His narrow chest is covered in bright ginger hair that perfectly match the curly mop on top of his head. He had on short athletic shorts, and tube socks pulled up. Though he wasn’t doing anything to draw attention to it, it was hard to not notice just how large a bulge pressed forward in the crotch of his shorts. Mike was next, he has close cropped black hair combed over to one side like something out of the 1960s. Hes got a sort of All-American look to him, like Wally Cleaver. His thin tank top hung loosely about his athletic frame showing off an almost entirely smooth chest except for a dense dark patch between his pecs. After he waved in greeting he put both hands behind his head exposing the thickest looking hairiest pits I have ever seen. Last in the group was Tony. Brown hair feel forward in a fringe unkept fringe over his bushy eyebrows. He’s face is big and square, and sports a thick beard with accompanying moustache. At first glance he looks older because of it, but then you see his eyes sparkle betraying his youth. He had no shirt on, his impressively hairy torso on display. His tight bellbottoms were slung low and unbuttoned at the waist, revealing white briefs beneath. His Bronx accent is so thick that when even it was apparent just in him saying hello. Brett and I lay our blanket out and joined them, each opening another beer. Josh did a lot of the talking at first. He explained that Tony and Eric had dated once upon a time, but had gone back to being friends quickly after their break up. Josh and Mike were roommates, and Mike was Eric’s best friend. The conversation flowed easily. We talked about our jobs, our aspirations. I told them about wanting to be a writer. Brett to my embarrassment, started bragging about my writing. I just sat there and blushed. “How did you two get through The Blackout,” Tony said. He said it in a way where the emphasis made the capitalization of blackout unmistakable. A month later and it still held New York in a sort of spell. I guess it will probably be like that till the next astonishing thing rocks the city. “Well…” I demurred, taking a big sip of my drink. “We got drunk and I ended up taking Nick’s virginity.” “Brett!” I said, in mock anger. The group laughed. “Now you have to tell us that story,” said Eric. Brett grinned, “Alright. So obviously nothing fucking works cause the powers off. So we’ve got probably three candles lit, a bunch of beer thrown in a cooler with all the ice we’ve got and we’re just sitting in our little apartment. With the fans off its hot as hell. I’m not saying that I planned it, but the beer gave me some courage. So I ended off stripping to my briefs and then Nick did too…” It was hot hearing Brett tell the story of our first time. I quickly had to readjust my boner so it wasn’t pressing as hard against the pouch of my jock. As Brett got to him eating my ass for the first time it was obvious everyone was hard. Tony slid a hand down the front of his briefs and moved his cock off to one side, a thick shaft now outlined in the tight denim of his jeans. Eric’s little athletic shorts looked like they were about to burst when he pushed his cock up towards the waistband. I was honestly a little surprised it didn’t pop out of the top of his shorts his bulge looked so big. Josh put one leg up as he reclined, allowing his dick to slip down the leg of his shorts. Mike just let his erection throb and bulge against the fabric of his shorts, obvious for anyone to see. “Fuck that’s hot,” Tony said at the end of Brett’s recounting, “My first time was in my parent’s basement with my older brother’s best friend.” “Well, we shared,” Brett replied cheekily. “Alright. Well. Ok. I’m fifteen at the time, my older brother is two years older than me. At the time I wasn’t the epitome of manliness you see before you today.” “Yeah, so manly that if he ever shaves off that beard he looks twelve,” teased Eric. “Bite me. Baby face doesn’t make my dick less fat.” “Whatever, just tell your damn story.” “I’m trying. So, I was kind a scrawny kid. I sucked at sports and preferred drawing and art.” “Hence the ever present sketch pad,” Mike gestured to a pad lying next to Tony. “Our basement had a separate door, so its how my brother and his friends would sneak back in if they’d been partying or something. It was just about the end of their senior year, and they’d been to a party at some girls house and were absolutely blasted. I hadn’t expected them to come home yet so I had camped out in the basement watching some shitty old movie on the TV and drawing. I already knew I was gay, I figured that out when I was like eleven, and being the resourceful homo that I am I used to draw my own porn. This particular night, and I don’t know why I remember this so specifically, I was drawing a picture of Batman blowing Superman. Not wildly original I know. “Anyway, my brother and his friend, Travis Hinkle, come crashing back in through the basement door completely drunk. My brother was completely obliterated. It took Travis and I both to get him into the big arm chair. Well, I’d been so startled by them barging in, that I hadn’t closed my sketch book, and after my brother had passed out Travis picked it up. When I tell you I thought my stomach was going to fall out of my butt when he said ‘what’s this?’ “I stammered something absolutely unintelligible, and then he said something like, ‘are you a queer?’ I panicked, completely, tried to make something up. I think I even claimed that someone had paid me to draw it. I’m still babbly when Travis just grabs my face and kisses me. I’d never kissed anyone before. Im sure I just stood there frozen like a dead fish at first, but I think I eventually figured it out and kissed him back. To this day I remember exactly what he said next though, ‘Its ok. I’m a queer too.’ His hands were all over me while we were kissing. Mine started to wander too. I felt drawn down to his crotch. Like it was some instinct. “I don’t really know how, but our shirts came off, and then our pants. We were in the back of the basement by this little poker table my dad used sometimes, both in our underpants frantically making out. At one point my brother let out this huge snore and we both froze and then burst into stifled laughter. Travis was the one who suggested I suck his cock, and when I said I didn’t know how he said he’d teach me. Looking back his cock was average but at the time it seemed and impossible thing to swallow. But I did, because I am a fucking champ.” “Just tell your story, champ.” “Fuck you. He told me to pull off cause he was going to blow, but I kept sucking and he shot right in my mouth. It was like fireworks exploded in my mind. Holy fucking shit this is amazing, I thought. I didn’t expect anything in return but Travis had us swap spots and he pulled my briefs off of me. Now, most of you know I’m a little on the thick side in the cock department,” Eric rolled his eyes so hard it was almost audible, “So Travis’ struggled a little but I ended up quickly shooting my load down his throat too. “The next weekend almost the exact same thing happened. And the weekend after that. After about four weeks of swapping blow jobs I decided I wanted to try more. So with my brother passed out drunk like ten feet away I got Travis flat on his back on the floor, got his cock all covered in spit, and rode the fuck out him. He’d never fucked anyone before, and he came so fast. It was amazing. I fucking loved feeling him unload inside me. We fucked that whole summer before he went off to college.” “Fuck,” I said appreciatively. “Alright, my turn,” chimed in Mike. “Let me guess your football coach bred your sweet hole after practice and you never looked back?” Teased Josh. “No, well, close but no. I had just moved to New York the week after I finished college, desperate to get out of Iowa and away from my Bible thumping parents. I knew as soon as I set foot in the locker room in high school that I was gay. I spent every shower after football desperately thinking about anything but the other naked guys on either side of me. Then, basically every day I would rush home a furiously jerk off thinking about what it would be like to play with one of their cocks. “I had, I guess just from how you sort of pick thing sup in the world, heard that the gay scene in New York was in Greenwich. So I made my way across town from my shitty little apartment on the east side after having been in the city for all of like three day.” “Our apartment is still shitty and little.” “Hey, it’s my turn to tell a story. You can mock my apartment later. Anyway. I had no idea where I was going besides the Village. I just walked until I saw something. It ended up being Ramrod I was not dress remotely correctly, in jeans and a black shirt but the man in leather standing outside was exactly the sort of man who had been floating through my fantasies for my while life. So little twenty-one-year-old me hiked up my pants and went it. “I felt like I had come home. It was all red lights, and man sweat. I got a drink, trying hard not to be caught staring or to let on just how nervous and excited I was to be there. I stood next to the bar, close to a wall just taking it all in. My dad’s friends had always been hotter to me than the guys on the football team – though I was certainly into them too don’t get me wrong. That night it felt like the whole bar was filled with guys my dad would have hung out with. Except they weren’t in suits or polos; they were in leather vests, or harnesses, they had tight jeans on and chaps, there were guys just wearing jockstraps. Big hairy guys, some hulking piles of muscle others with comfortingly sexy round stomachs. I felt like any one of these guys could have wrapped his arms around me and kept me safe forever. “Eventually the bartender came back around to me, he asked me if I was new, and when I said yes, joked it was pretty obvious. He gave me a drink on the house and then darted off to help someone else. After that he kept coming back every few minutes to chat and check on me despite it being pretty busy. After I’d been there for a couple of hours, and had had maybe one too many free drinks, the bartenders suddenly appeared in front of me. Standing not behind the bar I finally appreciated him fully. A little taller than me with short hair, a big bushy moustache and long sideburns, his big burly chest stretched open the leather vest he had on, and his thick stomach stuck out slightly over the top of his tight light wash jeans. He had big heavy combat boots on, that I can specifically remember.” “You remember them because you spent four months searching every shop below fiftieth looking for your own pair,” teased Josh. “Yes, well they had quite an impact on me. He introduced himself as Steve and said he had just finished his shift but didn’t feel like going home just yet. His replacement behind the bar got us each another round, and we stood there talking. For hours. We just talked. I told him about my parents, how if they knew how I was they would never speak to me again. He said that his family had no idea either, he was just a perpetual bachelor in their eyes. He understood me. After all that time in high school and college, hiding who I was and never really feeling like anyone saw me here this man who had only just met me understood exactly what I was feeling. It was exciting. My family didn’t feel quite as terrifyingly important for a minute. “At some point we went on the roof and smoked a joint. It made us both giggly and touchy. I kept rubbing my hands on his big hairy arms. When he tossed the last tiny bit of the butt away he suddenly wrapped me in this warm tight bear hug. And I did, I really did, feel that safety crash over me. I could have stayed in that hug forever. Then with one hand he softly tipped my face up to his and kissed me. His mustache brushed against my nose, and his tongue pressed softly into my mouth. I felt like my whole body had turned to liquid and I was just melting into him. I pressed myself against his warm hairy chest as hard as I could. My arms were locked behind his neck. I must have seemed so desperate but I didn’t want that moment to end. He just kissed me and kissed me till I finally relaxed. When we finally broke apart the fear of loss was gone, and was replaced by joy. I had kissed a man for the first time and the world was still here. More than that I had kissed a man and it had been amazing, and he was there right in front of me smiling. “He took my hand and lead me back down into the bar. We must have been on the roof for hours because it was all but empty. Just a few regulars and the staff left. We sat at the bar, his arm draped around my shoulder and had one more drink before without really talking about it he led me out of the bar, down towards Battery and up the steps into his apartment. “He never asked me if I’d been with a guy before but it was obvious he knew that he had to be careful with me. We slowly undressed in his bedroom. I finally pressed my naked torso against his belly. The fur on his chest felt rough but inviting. I sank to my knees without him ever telling me to while he undid his belt. Then his pants hit the floor and I was face to face with my first cock. He was already hard, our making out had both of us worked up. Even then never having seen a hard dick besides my own I could tell it was thick. Not wildly long but beefy just like him. I stretched my mouth open and tried to blow him. I knew I was doing a terrible job, but he guided me over to the bed and coached me threw opening my mouth and taking him inside me. Slowly I got better and I slurped on his cock till my jaw hurt. “When he pulled me up onto the bed and finally took my own pants off I assumed he was going to blow me too, but he positioned me flat on my back and lifted my legs into the air. He held his hands under my ass and dove in. I think I screamed. His tongue was immediately inside me. He made some comment about having an ass made for fucking.” “I will second that,” said Josh. I wondered if this whole group had fucked around with each other. “I swear to you he ate my ass for an hour. I was sweating and shaking. The only thing I could say was ‘fuck, and please.’ It was truly amazing. When he let my legs down and crawled up my body to kiss me I felt like my whole body was live with electricity. He was still between my legs and he shifted while we kissed. I feel like it was instinct that made me lift my ass a little and tilt my hips. His cock head hit against my hole, and I remember letting out a little whimper. ‘Hold on baby,’ he whispered in my ear and spat into his hand. I think I stopped breathing. I knew what he wanted and I thought there was no way that his dick was going to fit inside me. But it did. Like fireworks going off. I shot my load all over myself literally as soon as he got balls deep inside me. He looked impressed but also a little disappointed till he realized I hadn’t gone soft. He kissed me and started to fuck me. I was so turned on I could have come a dozen times and would never have gone sort. It was one of those long steady fucks that leaves you feeling well used when its over. We passed out with his cock still rubbing against my hole while his load soaked into me. “That was it for me. I was fucking hooked. I went back to Ramrod almost every weekend for months.” “And that’s the story of how Mikey started taking loads from the bar staff at Ramrod.” “I would be mad if that wasn’t true.” Mike slapped Josh playfully in the chest, a big grin across his face. “Bit rich of the guy who last week was strapped to a sling in the baths begging me to fuck him to bottom shame me though.” “Oh I was not bottom shaming, I was just stating facts. We all know you’re a switch hitter.” “Damn skippy.” “Alright, Josh, Eric your turn.” Tony said, laying back sipping his drink. Josh sighed, and said, “Ok… The tale of how Josh Melony became a big nelly bottom.” Everyone laughed. “The year 1972, Shit Hole Illinois, at the only gay bar in town. A newly eighteen-year-old, even more baby-faced version of myself nervously snuck out of my parent’s house two weeks before leaving for college. The closet gay bar isn’t exactly in town but one town over. No one ever really was told that it was a gay bar it was just something that everyone knew. ‘Only queers go there,” that sort of thing. So, I was nervous as hell pulling up. I ended up parking around the block and walking as quickly as I could. “The Round Up, why it was called that I have no idea, was this little standalone brick building, off a side road. It didn’t look like much honestly, it could have been any dive bar from the outside. My heart was in my throat as I walked up to the door. I’d expected to be stopped or there be a door man or something, but no. I just walked right in. Honestly inside it didn’t look much different from any bar. The only real difference was everyone was male. “I kinda nervously picked my way across to the bar, and ordered a drink. I didn’t really drink at the time and had only been in two other bars with my parents. I had no idea what to so. I just perched on a stool and sipped at something that made my throat burn. Then there he was. My high school science teacher: Mr. Reynolds. Mr. Reynolds was the teacher that every girl had a crush on. He was younger than most of the others, probably barely thirty at the time. He had kinda unkempt messy hair, and always just looked cooler than any of the other teachers. He never wore ties, but had his shirts open at the collar. This had always enticed me as it gave a little glimpse to the wild explosion of hair that covered his chest. He wasn’t dressed that differently at the bar. Maybe his pants were tighter; but his shirt was the same, just much much more open. He had maybe two buttons at the very bottom done, right before being tucked into his pants. Now face to face with the chest I had only caught glimpses of before I was speechless. He looked so much less young and cool like this, he was more manly, more sexy. “‘Josh, are you sure you’re in the right bar?’ I kinda giggled and blushed and then looked him dead in the eyes and said, ‘Yes.’ He said something about always having suspected and then sat down next to me. He was really sweet, still teacherly. We talked about the need for discretion, neither one of us really wanted people around town to know we were there. After a while he asked me rather pointedly if it was my first time in a bar like that. A little embarrassed I told him yes. “’But you know you’re gay?’ He asked. “’Yeah,’ I told him, ‘I’ve never been interested in girls. It’s always been boys. Gym was hell for me, all those guys in the shower.’ We both laughed. ‘And the couple of hot male teachers didn’t help either.’ “’Hot male teachers? Who might those be?’ “My resolve faltered for a moment, and then I just went for it, ‘Well, you for a start,’ and then bold as anything I reached out and ran my hand up his chest. I felt that hair between my fingers, and it was everything I had dreamed it would be. Thick and dark, it felt rough, and so masculine. I was instantly hard. I also knew right in that moment I what I wanted. While Mr. Reynolds was still catching up I stood up off of my stool and kissed him. It took a second for him to respond but soon his tongue was wrestling mine. His hand was in the small of my back pulling me close. “’Have you ever been with a guy?’ “’No, but I want to.’ “’I’ll go easy on you then, at least at first.’ He got up. ‘Follow me,’ he said, and lead me further into the bar, and around the corner. We went through and Employees Only door and he said ‘I’m friends with the owners,’ by way of explanation. We were now in a small office behind the bar. The music still bled in through the door, and we could hear the chatter of the men beyond. He started kissing me again almost immediately. He undid his shirt as we kissed, then pulled mine off over my head. I ran my hands up and down his chest, I remember flicking my fingers against his nipples and feeling him let out these little breaths into our kiss with each one. “His hands ran all over my body, and kept squeezing my ass. Every time he did I pushed my ass back into his hands. He was the clearly in charge though, he decided when it was time to undo my pants, and force them and my briefs around my ankles. I guess unlike everyone else’s first time mine didn’t start with cock sucking. I was spun around and bent over the desk. Before I could say anything, my former high school teacher’s tongue was pushing into my ass. I remember almost shouting in surprise, and then the shout being swallowed by a long moan as the pleasure washed over me. “He worked slowly but deliberately. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced it in quite the same way again, but I felt like I could feel my hole opening for him. He forced his tongue inside me again and again. I know that people on the other side of the door must have been able to hear me. I was just hoping that the music was loud enough to drown me out. He eventually spat a huge mouthful of spit onto my hole and straightened up. He lent across me, his chest pressed into my back and whispered in my ear. ‘Take deep steady breaths, this will only hurt for a minute.’ His cock pressed into me. ‘Push out,’ he coached. I did as I was told, and his head popped inside. There was no chance that someone didn’t hear the scream of shock and pleasure I let out then, Jesus. It felt… fuck… it was perfect. I understood myself more in that moment. I had always been afraid of what sex with men would feel like but it was just amazing. He pressed the rest of his cock into me slowly. I was just moaning. “Then he fucked me deep and hard. The desk was rattling, I was whimpering, he was panting. He just pummeled my hole, till I thought I might never be tight again. I remember drops of sweat falling onto my back. I remember the smell that started to fill the room, like all of the most intoxicating parts of a locker room. Then his hands tightened their grip on my hips, he fucked me even harder. I knew what was coming. He roared and punched his cock into me a few more times before holding it as deep inside me as it would go while he shook all over. I felt every pulse of his dick. “He was still shaking when he kissed the back of my neck and pulled out. ‘Stay right there.’ He whispered. He pulled on his clothes and slipped out of the door. Honestly today, I probably would not have just stayed bent over the desk, but I was so smitten with the man who had just taken my virginity that I didn’t even think about moving.” “Didn’t you spend like three hours on your knees at a sex party like two weeks ago?” Tony asked. Josh paused for a moment, and then grinned, “Ok well yeah, maybe I still would. Anyway! I was there for less than five minutes when the door opened and Mr. Reynolds came back, but this time he wasn’t alone. Mr. Jackson, an English teacher at my school too was with him. Mr Jackson was a little older then Mr. Reynolds, probably in his forties at that time. He was kinda the perfect nerdy bear. Square framed glasses, nice close trimmed beard, he always seemed so buttoned up at school. He looked so different in the bar that it took me a moment to place him. He was wearing tight jeans and a black leather harness over a narrow but well defined torso that was just fucking covered in fur. “He said something like, ‘Fuck Josh, you certainly grew up.’ “’He’s grown up a lot in the last twenty minutes,’ added Mr. Reynolds, ‘I just bred him for the first time.’ “Mr. Jackson came over and got really close to my face, ‘Did you like getting fucked by Mr. Reynolds?’ “’Yes.’ “’Do you want to get fucked again,’ he stood up and undid his jeans. A big veiny uncut cock sprung out of his fly. I gulped and nodded yes. I guess that was all he needed to hear because immediately after he was behind me working his cock in my ass with just a little spit added to Mr. Reynolds load. He was rougher than Mr. Reynolds, and took full advantage of my already fucked hole. I just let him use me. I already loved it. When he came inside me, I thanked him. “Now that they both had cum, they flipped me over on the desk so I was laying on my back. They put both of their cocks in front of my mouth and I licked the ass juice off of them while I jerked off till I shot my load all over myself. After that we all had one more drink before I went home. “I’ve never seen Mr. Reynolds again, but just about every time I’m home I see Mr. Jackson at that bar and he fucks me again in the little back office.” “Well now I’m just fucking hard,” I remember saying, we all were. The stories had turned everyone on and sexual energy was crackling between us all. All eyes turned to Eric, the only one to have not shared. Eric grinned and said, “Mine’s not really as hot as all that.” “Doesn’t matter,” Brett said, “I’m sure its hotter than you think.” “Ok, ok… um… Well we were both councilors at this summer camp after out senior years of high school…”

Part 5 Panting and covered in sweat I finally reached the park, stopping at the same spot I stopped last week when I met Drew. Straddling my bicycle I could feel my hard meat straining against my shorts. I knew my underwear was soaked with the precum oozing from my cockhead. I had to stop myself from grabbing my groin and stroking. My eyes were darting all around, desperate to see Drew. But I didn't see him. I looked at my watch and noted it was around the same time of day as last week. Damn! I said to myself. Where is he? I need him to be here. This whole past week I kept reliving everything Drew and I did together in his apartment. I remembered the taste of his lips and precum, how much I loved eating his hole. I jacked off again and again at the memory of the tight warm wetness of his ass as I fucked him over and over as he encouraged me to breed him, to fuck my cum into him. My married cheating cum he called it a number of times which for some reason had heightened my lust. I found myself also wanting more of whatever it was we had smoked. It had made me let him take me down a path that I wanted to travel again. I had found myself checking out gay porn on the computer and jacking off to it every day. Drew had awakened urges inside me and I needed to satisfy those urges more. There weren't many people in the park but I realized I was noticing a few guys who were in sight. Some were maybe my age and others looked to be closer to Drew's age and I started wondering what they looked like naked. My gaze settled on a pair of guys coming out of a cluster of trees. My first thought was that it was a dad and his son out together in the park. They were walking slowly together talking to each other obviously. The older guy was mid 40's I guessed. Clean shaven, dark curly hair, wearing a pair of shorts that showed off tanned hairy legs, a tight white t-shirt and sandals. The younger one was also clean shaven with short brown hair and wearing sneakers – no socks – and a pair of gym shorts. He was carrying a t-shirt in one hand leaving his muscled hairy chest in plain sight. I wanted to run my tongue through his chest hair and hear him moan. They were walking in my direction and I kept watching. Then I saw the older guy run his hand down the young guy's ripped stomach and they were close enough for me to hear the boy moan. Hardly believing what I saw the boy moved his hand and cupped the other guy's crotch. Right there in the open! My dick was throbbing! I glanced quickly around and noticed no one else was near. It was just the 3 of us. Surely they weren't dad and son I told myself but their touching each other had me thinking of Drew and how he called me daddy. One more thing that turned me on but I couldn't say why. As they got nearer to me the young guy looked up and noticed me, still straddling my bicycle and looking at them. I could now see his lips were full and his eyes were a bright green. He grinned at me and said, “Hey man. How you doing?”, drawing the older guy's attention to me as well. I could make out flecks of gray in his dark hair and was very aware of his hard nips evident under his tight shirt. I felt an urge to lick and suck on them. He grinned too. “Nice bike guy. This is a good place to ride isn't it?” Trying to gain my composure I agreed that it was and that this was only my second time here. Before they had a chance to respond I heard myself asking, “Were you all in the trees just now? It looked like I saw you just appear out of the group of trees.” They looked at each other quickly and the young guy smiled and said, “Yeah but we weren't just in the trees. There's a path where you saw us come out that goes back into the park. It's private and secluded and you can see things that you won't see out here.” “Damn right!” the older guy said and they both snickered. “You oughta check it out,” he continued. “Yeah, c'mon,” the boy said. “We'll show you.” I couldn't say what it was but something about the way they were looking at me and their eagerness to show me this path was making me want to go with them. “I guess not,” I said unconvincingly. “I don't want to leave my bicycle out here where someone could steal it.” The good looking older guy told me the path was wide enough and I could bring my bike with me. I heard myself agreeing to let them show me the path and we headed in that direction. As we walked the boy told me his name was Ryan and the older guy introduced himself as Kevin. I told them my name and we said it was nice to meet each other. We approached the spot that I saw them exit the trees and sure enough there was a fairly wide path leading deeper into the cluster of trees. The path looked pretty well used and I mentioned this. “Oh yeah,” Kevin said smiling at Ryan. “It's used a lot. It's very popular.” He laughed and led the way with me following behind him and Ryan behind me. I couldn't help but notice how good Kevin's ass looked in his tight shorts and tried not to stare but wasn't doing a good job of it apparently. Because suddenly I felt Ryan right next to me and he said, “Yeah looks pretty hot, huh?” I stopped and looked at him. I stuttered a bit and asked him what he was talking about. Ryan grinned at me and licked his lips. “You know, Justin. Kevin's ass. Looks damn good with those tight shorts on doesn't it?” He ran a hand through the dark hair on his chest and involuntarily I let out a low moan. “What are you two talking about?” Kevin asked walking back toward us. Ryan didn't take his eyes off me as he answered Kevin, “Justin and I were saying how hot your ass looks in those tight shorts. Weren't we Justin?” “Yeah?” Kevin asked standing right in front of me. “I'm glad you think so Justin. You're damn hot yourself. Want to see my ass without the shorts on?” My heart and head were pounding as I felt my cock aching to get out of my shorts. Not waiting for an answer Kevin turned around in front of me, unsnapped the button on his shorts and let them drop to the ground. I gasped seeing his tight muscled hairy ass cheeks. “Hot ass isn't it Justin?” Ryan whispered as I felt his grip on my bulging crotch. “Bet you wanna touch it. Maybe even taste it, huh? His ass tastes so good. And he loves having it tongued.” “Fuck yeah I do!” Kevin answered wiggling his perfect bare ass at me. “Come on stud, eat my hole! Get your tongue in there!” I was moaning loudly now and felt Ryan pushing my shoulders down until I was on my knees, my face just inches from Kevin's bare exposed hairy hole. All the built up lust and need from the past week washed over me and I grabbed those meaty hairy cheeks and pulling them apart I buried my face and tongue in the offered hole. All it took was the first taste and I was devouring his manhole as passionately as I had eaten out Drew's last week. “Oh fuck yeah man!” Kevin cried out. “That's it stud! Eat that hairy hole. Get in their deep! Damn dude you're making my hole feel so fucking good!” I was licking and kissing and sucking on his hole probing as deep inside him as I could. I realized in my obsessed mind that I was tasting something that I hadn't tasted when I ate Drew's hole. Something kind of tart and wet. It took me a moment to realize what it was. There was cum in Kevin's asshole and I was sucking it out of him and swallowing it as I ate his ass! Oh fuck! I felt Ryan's wet lips at my ear and heard him whisper, “Yeah you're tasting that cum in there now aren't you Justin? Yeah man that's it. Eat his ass and suck that cum out of there. Suck MY cum out of his ass daddy!” What?! I screamed in my head. Ryan's cum in Kevin's ass? Ryan fucked Kevin?! Oh fuck!! I ate and sucked harder as I realized what Ryan had just told me. (to be continued)

Sure does sting when it gets in my eyes

First time, and even the next few times after, are really nerve wracking. If you have someone to go with to show you around, it help ease the nerves. More importantly, do not go with any expectations. As others have said, bathhouses are very niche nowadays. Go to enjoy amenities and some naked dudes; think of the sex as a bonus. Set your limits as what you will and will not do. Don't be afraid to say no. Just a gentle push of the hand, or a simple thanks not right now will suffice 99.99% of the time. I would say the first 3 times I went, I would shake in my car driving up. Now, its no big deal. Practice makes perfect.

fuck, go ahead and do it. let go. Why over think it. It will feel thrilling and good, so go for it

at first, I was nervous AF, but I settled down after he first walked in. I heard him snicker and call me a "fag", but he slipped his oversized cock into me and immediately pounded my slutty hole. I knew I would do it again. He made me cum. He finished . I needed more. I got it 5 more that night