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CHAPTER 2 Jake rushes home and runs up to his bedroom. He is in disbelief of what just happened. He rushes to the window and sees Tyler in his house undressing to shower. He marvels at his hairy muscular body and massive dick then he beginning stoking as he lathers up. Jake pulls his dick out again and strokes until he shoots another load. He has to have Tyler again. That night Jake can barely sleep with his dick constantly hard thinking about is sucking Tyler’s dick. Jake awakes in the morning, his underwear wet with cum, after a brief sleep dreaming of guzzling down Tyler’s hot load. Jake gets up and ready for school. He times his leave as Tyler is walking to his car to head to work. ‘Hey Tyler’ Jake saying running up to his neighbor, ‘yesterday was amazing! I was just wondering when we could do it again!’ ‘Enjoyed yourself, huh?’ Tyler asks with a laugh. ‘That’s good. I did as well. We can have plenty more fun. I’m busy tonight but I’m headed to my cabin by the lake tomorrow night. You think your Dad would let you hang out with me for a couple days up there? We could do some hiking and fishing up there and have some more fun with no one to bother us’. ‘Oh I’m sure he wouldn’t mind!’ Jake exclaimed, thrilled and excited by the offer. His dick immediately begins stirring in his pants. ‘Great! Let me know and if everything works out, I’ll pick you up tomorrow.’ Tyler says as he get in his car and heads off. Jake rushes into the house to ask his dad's permission to go with Tyler to his cabin. He finds his dad in his bedroom still getting ready for work, with just a towel around his waist. Jake’s explains the offer to his dad and gladly allows him for to go. ‘I’m happy you’re spending more time With Tyler. You need more mature role models. I hope he is a good influence on you.’ Jake’s Dad says. ‘Thanks Dad! Hey have you been working out? You’re looking good’ Jake says admiring his toned chest and arms. ‘Haha, yes I have actually. I’ve been hitting the gym more and running with Tyler on the weekends’ Jake Dad replies. ‘Looks like Tyler’s a good influence on both of us’ Jake says with a chuckle. ‘Indeed’, Jake’s Dad replies with a grin. …. Jack coordinates with Tyler to have him pick him up after school the day of the trip. He struggles to think of anything other than the event inside Tyler garage days earlier and can barely conceal his erection as Tyler’s car approaches. “Hey stud” Tyler greets Jake with a hug. Jake inhales Tyler’s musky smell. “You ready for a fun weekend”. ‘Yeah, can’t wait’ Jake replies. ‘I think this will be a great opportunity for you to learn’. Tyler said with a playful grin. Jake quickly responds by saying, ‘if it includes more of what we did in the garbage the other day, then I’m down!’ ‘Oh there will be much more’, Tyler said and with that grabs Jake’s hand and guides it to he engorged crotch. Jake, delighted to regain access to the Tyler’s cock, thought it was even bigger than he remembered it. He rubs the huge member through the thin athletic shorts and could feel a wet spot forming in the fabric. ‘Stoke me till we arrive at the cabin. When we arrive you will do as I say. I’m in control this weekend and your obedience will be tested.’ Shocked by Tyler’s new tone, Jake Simply says, ‘yes sir, I’m eager to serve’ and continues to stoke Tyler’s now rock hard cock. Tyler works his hand to Jake ass. ‘Damn I’ve wanted that hot jock muscle ass so bad’. Jake lifts his ass to allow Tyler to explore. As Tyler continues to grope at Jake’s ass he slowly fingers he way to his jock hole. Massaging it in a circular motion. Jake’s lets out a soft moan. Tyler firmly states, ‘That hole is mine’. Before long they arrive at the cabin. Jake is immediately instructed to go in to the cabin and await further instructions and does as he is told. Tyler follows soon after and instructs Jake to take off his clothes and Jake complies. Standing up straight Jake smooth muscles gleams in anticipation of what will happens next. Tyler opens a small duffel bag and pulls out a jockstrap. ‘This is a jockstrap I use on my runs. I’ve been thinking of that jock ass of yours lately and I’ve been using this jock as cum rag. It’s fitting that this should be your uniform for the weekend ahead.’, Tyler explains. He lifts the jock to his nose and inhales and then passes it under Jake’s nose as he inhales the musky smell is sweat and cum. Tyler then passes it to Jake and he proceeds to put it on. Tyler removes his skin tight shirt revealing his hairy muscular chest. His large nipples stand erect as he admire Jake standing in front of him in his stained jockstrap. His dick tents in his athletic shorts, still wet from the hand job he received in the car. He pulls the shorts down letting his massive cock breath. Jake stand in aww of the hairy beast before him. Only briefly distracted by the tattoo of a symbol he’s seen in chemistry class on Tyler’s left hip. Seconds later Tyler instructs him to turn around and bend over the bed. Jake quickly does as he is told and is greeted with Tyler spreading his muscle butt open and licking his hot hole. All Jake can do is moan in ecstasy. ‘Fuck! This hole is even better than I imagined’, Tyler exclaims. He invades the holes with his tongue’. Spreading it wide he begins invade his has with his fingers. First one, then two, then three. Jake continues to moan and whimper in pains and pleasure. His dick still contained in the jockstrap is fully hard. Tyler’s heavy dick leaks on the floors as he devotes his full attentions to wetting Jake’s hole. Jake’s holes is quivering for more. Tyler’s stands up, thumbing Jake’s wet hole. ‘You ready boy?’ Tyler asks sternly. Jake’s looks back and nodes catching a glimpse at massive hairy dick sticking straight up looking bigger than he’s every seen it. Tyler rubs his fat dick up and down Jacks ass and slapped it on the pucker of his hole. He aligns his cock with his wet hole and in circular motion begins to tease Tyler’s ass. ‘Beg for my cock!’ Tyler demands. ‘Please, sir! Please give me that massive man dick’. Jake replies. Tyler slides is fat mushroom head in to the studs willing hole. As Tyler’s dick head flares in excitement, Jake’s holes is stretched the limits. Jake gasps and whimpers as he tries to accommodate but Tyler’s cock only seems to get thicker the deeper it goes in. Tyler firmly rubs Jake’s muscular back as he help sooth his dick In. 3/4 of the way in Jake reaches his limit and begs Tyler to stop. Tyler stops for a few seconds to allow Jake to adjust. ‘I’m almost all the way in, just a little more. Your ass feels amazing’. Before Jake is even able to respond. Tyler plunges his dick deep inside. Jake’s hole resists at first but as Tyler puts his full weight into it, jakes hole rips wide open allowing his dick to go balls deeps. Jake let’s out and scream but it is soon muffled by his invader firmly covering his mouth with is large hairy hand. Tyler grunts as he feels Jakes hole give way to his angry cock. ‘Your jock pussy is mine, faggot!’ Tyler grits through this teeth Into Jakes ear and begins to fuck him hard and deeps. Jake, initially shocked by the the full invasion of his hole, becomes more and more turned on by the aggressive fuck. His screams now turning into moans, Jakes yells out ‘fuck my faggot cunt! ‘ ‘Fuck yeah fag! You want me to breed that hole?’ Tyler asks. ‘Yes breed my hole sir!’ Jake replies. Tyler furiously fucks Jake’s hole. As he does his mammoth dick grows larger , his hairy balls swell as they reach maximum capacity. Both sweating profusely, Tyler pulls out his dick and flips Jack over. ‘I want to looking you in the eyes as I give you my charged load’ Tyler exclaims. All Jack can do is grunt as Tyler plunges his dick balls deep into his hole again. ‘Ready for my dirty charged load boy?’ Tyler Asks forcefully. Confused by what Tyler means Jake knows the only correct answer is , ‘yes sir!’ Tyler Piston fucks Jake’s stretched hole. His balls now filled to the brim are ready to unload. He looking Jake right in the eye as the intense orgasm builds. ‘BEG FOR MY LOAD FAG!’ ,Tyler screams. ‘Please breed me sir’, Jake responds. ‘TAKE MY POZ LOAD YOU FAGGOT CUNT’ Tyler shouts as his huge cock blasts massive amounts of toxic cum deep into the Jake jock hole. Lost in the shock and intensity of the moment succumbs to his own hands free orgasm. Tyler’s relentless pounding of his p spot sends Jake over the edge and Jake fills his jocks strap with a new fresh load. Jake hole clenches around Tyler’s dick working even more cum out of it. As Tyler’s orgasm subsides he slowly pulls out of Jake’s hole. He’s spreads Jakes ass cheeks apart and reveals his cum filled hole. traces of blood are visible. Satisfied by the sight he begins to eat out Jake’s tender holes. Massaging the cum into his destroyed cunt. Jake moans in ecstasy. Tyler laps up the cum dripping from Jake’s hole then meets Jake with a kiss and feeds him his cummy load. Tyler breaks the kiss asking, “What just happened? What did you mean poz load?” Jake looks Tyler tenderly in the eye and tells Jake he is HIV positive. Jake expression grows fearful. Tyler continues, “Don’t be scared boy. What I’ve done is freed your from the fear and connected us. You are mine”. “What about condoms?” Jake asks. Tyler responds, “I’ve never use condoms boy so if you want this dick again you’ll take it raw. What do you want boy?” “I want you sir!” Jake earnestly replies with and embrace. “Good boy”, Tyler states meeting him in the embraces and then reclining back into on the bed. With his hands behind his head Jake proceeds to lick and worship Tyler’s muscular body. Paying special attention to is hairy pits and nipples and finally landing on Tyler’s still hard dick, licking it clean tasting the cum and blood mixture on his hairy cock. The scent is intoxicating. He continues down his balls and to his taints. Tyler opens his legs and instructs Jake to eat out his hairy hole and Jake happily obliges, diving deep and devouring his hairy muscle butt. Tyler moans and begins stoke his engorged dick and Jake frantically eats away at his hole. Tyler repositions Jake on his back and sits on his face, nearly suffocating him with his huge muscle ass. Tyler rides Jake’s big tongue as his works up another charged loads. Soon after his breath gets short and his balls tense up and he shoots ropes of cum all over Jakes smooth chest and abs. After he comes down off his orgasm he scoops up his fresh poz load and fingers it into Jake’s tender hole as Jake whimpers and moans. Tyler’s devilish grin reveals his satisfaction.

On my GR profile i show my collection of toys. The sizes range from small to HUGE. I also write about my love for assplay and fisting. It’s friday late and i am browsing thru profiles. A message notification pops up ao i open the message. [NEW] message from STR8MUSCLE2001 Hi! i see that you have a big collection of dildo’s. Can i come over to try a few watching porn. No Fuck & Suck & Kiss He added a few pics of him showing of a well defined muscular body. He’s so hot that i reply direct. [REPLY] message to STR8MUSCLE2001 I normally don’t date when there’s no fucking BUT you look hot and i would love to see that firm ass riding a dildo. I ALWAY respect wishes and boundaries, Just a small question?! Why does a str8 dude want to play with dildo’s? (You don’t hsve to answer). It took about 12 minutes to receive a message back. [NEW] message from STR8MUSCLE2001 I hope you can give me some advice and tips, GREAT to hear yo think that way. WHY? The short answer is PUSSY. There’a this blond with big tits with pierced nipples and a hot body covered in tatts. She kinky and loves getting fucked in all holes before being filled with big loads. She also likes to flip the tables and fuck the guy’s ass with a strap-ob. I WANTED HER SO BAD that i want to practise a bit. I have lots of experience with assplay so i know i could help him to there. [REPLY] message to STR8MUSCLE2001 I gladly be of service with mu toy collection and my tips and trick. Call me 06-XXXXXXXX to give you my address. Within 2 minutes my phone rang .I picked up. We had a small chat. And i gave him my address. He replied with “That’s very close to where i am. I can be there in 10 minutes. I will bring my weed!”, I answered with “GOOD|! See you in 10”. I quickly put two mattresses in my living room. I get the two huge bags filled with my toys. Open a new flask of poppers and take out my very special lube. i respect his boundaries BUT there is nothing wrong with trying to get him to loose them. This bottle contains my own mixture; normal water-based lube, some paraffin based cream, ketamine and T (Tina), I take of my cloths and slip into my baggy shorts. I hear the bell. I pick up to hear it’s my date. I buzz him inside, open my door a bit and sit down on my couch. I here the door close and hear him doing something in the hall was. After a minute he comes in naked and wears leather hood with his mouth, nose and eyes free. To stay anon and also because it looks hot. He works out a lot to get that muscled So fucking HOT! He walks towards me and sits down on the couch opposite of me. “Can i smoke my joint to help me relax” het asks and i reply with “Sure, I’ll get an ashtray, I when to the kitchen and got him a an ashtray and a bottle of water. “Just water huh?” he asks and i answer very seriously with “Off course! But if you don’t trust me you can empty the bottle and fill it yourself”. He starts laughing and says “Not necessary”. I ask him what kind of porn i should put on. He answers with “Straigjht BI or Gay are all okay as long as it’s condom free!”. I select some directories and press play, Bare gay porn… ‘MY FAVOURITE!’. He smokes his joint for 3/4 and then asks me with toy would be best to start with. I hand him a small dildo and get a bigger one for myself. I fill up a squirter with some of my lube and slip the tip in my ass and squirt the content inside. “Is a quick way to lube your ass” i say. I ask him uf he also want to use this fast way for lubing up. He nods and i hand him a filled squirter that he emptied in his arse, “Is the burning feeling normal” he asks. I tell him that the lube has some clove oil added for additional sensation and that it will go away after a few minutes. We both place the dildo on the floor and i lower myself on it, “This way i can control the speed and depth of the penetration”. He takes a good look and start to copy me. I hand him the poppers and with some deep inhales his ass starts to adjust and slowly the tip start sliding in.The T also begins to spread thru his body and into his mind, With a deep sight he glides in one fluid move over the rest of the dildo, After a few minutes we both start riding our dildo. After 10 minutes i take ir out and grab a bigger one out of the bag and lube it op. Lay on my back and start pushing it inside. My hole stretches around it. My trainee also decides to go a bit bigger. He fills the squirter again to lube his ass up. It is harder to get this one inside but with wiggling and poppers the dildo finds a way in. I can see that the T begins to take effect. He is riding the dildo as fast as he can, With a huge dildo in my ass i start stroking my thick hard cock.He sees my cock and asks me how big it is and i tell him that it’s 20cm. He looks at it again and says “FUCK…i want to feel it in me!”. `He moves over to me pulls the dildo out his ass and slide my cock inside. After riding me i switch position and plow his ass before shooting my load deep inside him. We then take turns stretching each others holes with bigger dildo’s. When i pull out the dildo from my ass my ass is gaping. It seems the T is making his have kinky thoughts because in one motion he slides his hand in my ass.after a few minutes i tell him to make his hand in to a fist and then explain how to punch my ass with it. He enjoys doing it because he starts to speed it up and punch me harder. I start cum without touching my self. That night i fucked a loaded his ass several times before falling a sleep!

August 13th, 1977 cont. Tony hadn’t been exaggerating, his cock is thick like a fucking beer can. It felt massive in my hand as I rubbed at his bulge. Our kiss didn’t last long. The stories of everyone’s first times had us all riled up and I had dick on my mind. Every new act of homosexuality I engage in I realize a little bit more that this is the life for me. Sucking Brett’s cock on the pier had shown me another aspect of my sexuality. I like to show off. Then, not an hour later I was presented with the opportunity to show off even more. This just doesn’t happen for straight people. I bent further down and pulled the top of Tony’s briefs down. He lifted his legs off the ground and allowed me to slide both his pants and underwear off his ass. Suddenly his cock sprang free. The hairiness of his torso should have been a tip off but I wasn’t prepared for the dense thicket of black pubes that grew at the base of his stout cock. It was so fucking hot. Before taking it in my mouth I looked over at Brett again, worried that he might be jealous. I needn’t have been. Brett was leaning back, his shorts completely removed, his hard cock already down Josh’s throat. In that flash I learned something else new too: I liked watching Brett have sex with other men. The image of Brett’s fingers laced in Josh’s blond hair as he bucked his cock up into Josh’s throat danced before my eyes as I turned back, and in one hungry gulp swallowed half of Tony’s cock. Tony let out a long groan, how does he have a Bronx accent when he’s groaning I remember thinking. His one hand came to rest on the back of my head and he pushed me down on his cock. I chocked for a moment, and then, letting my breath out through my nose, swallowed him to the base. My nose was buried in his pubes. His crotch was sweaty from the heat and the base of his cock tasted salty and sweet. It was intoxicating. With my face pressed into Tony’s pubes I couldn’t see what anyone else was doing. I heard Brett making appreciative noises, and Josh slobbering on his dick. “Fuck yeah Josh, swallow that cock,” Mike growled. “Damn,” Eric said, “I never managed to swallow Tony like that when we were dating.” “My Nick’s a natural,” Brett responded, sounding a little breathless. His Nick… I felt my heart flutter. It seems weird to have had this thought with another man’s dick down my throat but, I think my feelings for Brett are really changing. I don’t know. Things are so good, but hearing him call me his… I tried to put that out of my mind and focused on the cock down my throat. I was propped up on my hands, my knees tucked up under me and my ass stuck in the air. “Fuck, damn right he is,” Tony said with a little gasp as I flicked my tongue across his shaft. I felt hands on my back, slowly dragging down towards my shorts. Then my shorts were being tugged off. I didn’t do anything to stop whichever of the remaining two guys it was, just the opposite. I lifted my ass a little higher, making it easier to get the waistband of my shorts around my cheeks and exposing my hole. Brett was close at hand, and these guys were all hot, I knew that I was perfectly safe. Not to mention, letting some guy we had just met pull my pants off in public felt perfectly in keeping with my need found love of being watched and exposed. Hands roamed over my ass, but I kept my face forward, focusing on the cock in front of me. I got a thrill not knowing which guy was touching me. Then my cheeks were spread, and I pushed my ass out a little more, arching my back. A tongue flicked across my hole, and I moaned around Tony’s cock. “Oh damn,” Eric’s voice from behind me, mystery solved, “Nick, is your ass already full of cum.” I nodded and Brett said, “Yeah, he went out with his friends last night and came home with a fresh load in his guts.” “Fuck,” Eric said, drawing out the vowel into a long breath, and then dove back in for more. His tongue lapped at my hole, quickly pressing in past my lips. I moaned again. “Eric, go deeper,” Tony said, “every time you do he moans on my dick and it feels so fucking good.” Eric laughed, I felt his breath on my hole, and then his tongue returned pressing even deeper. I bucked my ass back against Eric’s invading tongue and pressed myself still deeper onto Tony’s impossibly thick cock. My first experience with two guys at once was here, on the pier, in broad day light, I couldn’t believe what was happening. Really, writing it down hours later, I can’t really believe it still. Eric’s tongue pulled at my hole. It was like he was trying to stretch me out with just his tongue. I was sad when Eric’s tongue left my hole. It had felt so good. His hands pressed down on my back, and he was above me. Tony shifted and I heard them kiss over me, Tony’s cock still down my throat. Then I felt the very familiar pressure of a cock on my hole. Eric slid his cock up and down my crack. I felt a big blunt head catch on my hole a few times. Then lips were against my ear and in a breathy whisper Eric said, “Do you want me to fuck you?” I nodded, not taking Tony’s cock out of my mouth. “What?” Eric said again. I pulled back, Tony’s cock leaving my throat for the first time in probably ten minutes. “Yes,” I responded in the same breathy whisper. One of Eric’s hands stayed on my shoulder the other moved to my ass and his cock. “Have you ever seen Nick get fucked by someone else?” Eric said, to Brett. “Not yet, fuck his hole. It’s amazing, even better with a big load in it.” Eric pressed into me. I moaned, and tossed my head back. I looked Tony directly in the eyes as his ex slid balls deep inside me. “Feels fantastic doesn’t it,” he said. “Yes!,” I moaned as Eric became the third man ever to fuck me. “Eric’s got a Goldie Locks cock, big enough in every direction to stretch you out but not so big you cant take it for hours.” “He feels so good!” “I know, now get my cock back down your throat and keep me hard. If you make it last I’ll fuck you when Eric’s done if you like.” My mind exploded with the possibilities. Brett, then Mac, now Eric… and possibly Tony! Could I double the number of men I’d been fucked by in one afternoon? Did I want to? Was that even a question? I knew the answer. I didn’t need to sit and journal about it for hours to understand what I wanted. I think that part of my life has ended, at least when it comes to my love of gay sex. If Tony wanted to fuck me I was going to let him. Hell, if any of these guys wanted to fuck me I would let them. I swallowed Tony’s cock again, but sucked slower and lighter. I wanted him to last long enough to fuck me. I felt Eric and Tony shift positions again, they were kissing while fucking me from both ends. “I think he wants me to fuck him too.” Tony said. Eric gave me a few rough thrusts, forcing Tony’s cock further down my throat. “Is that what you want? Do you want us both to fuck you?” I nodded, and tried to say “mmmhmmm” with Tony’s cock past my tonsils. Eric slammed into me hard one more time and then pulled out. “Spin around,” he said, let Tony have a turn on your hole before he cums down your throat.” I spun around, presenting my ass to Tony and seeing Eric’s cock for the first time. He’d taken his shorts completely off and kneeled in front of my totally naked. His cock was shorter than Tony’s but still pretty thick. I saw what Tony meant though, it was meaty but inviting. It looked like the sort of cock that would keep you coming back day after day. Honestly not wildly dissimilar from Brett’s. He grinned, and put his hands on my shoulders. He pushed me back, and I stumbled a little. I landed in Tony’s lap, his cock having shot past my outer ring and buried itself in my ass. I yelped at the sudden invasion, but after the initial shock it felt good. The taper of Tony’s cock had stretched me wider than I think I had ever been stretched before. I lowered myself down the rest of the way, a big grin on my face. I had taken my fourth cock. It was then that I saw Brett. He was laying on his back on one of the blankets the guys had laid out totally naked. His arms behind his head, his beautiful puts exposed, and Josh was riding him. Josh too was naked; his hair having fallen loose hung in loose waves just brushing his shoulders. From my angles I could see his plump furry cheeks bounce up and down, and Brett’s shaft disappearing into his hole over and over. Brett made eye contact with me and grinned. “How does Tony’s cock feel,” he asked. “Fucking amazing,” I replied starting to ride Tony. “You look so hot taking his big fat cock.” “How is Josh’s hole?” “I think you weren’t the only one who came to the pier with a cummy hole.” “Our Josh, full of cum? Never,” teased Mike. So far he was the only one not engaged in fun. His shirt was off though, and he was leaning back against the barrel with one arm behind his head exposing his thick delicious looking pits, and one hand rubbing his bulging crotch. “Listen,” Josh said over his shoulder, “I ran into a friend while I was looking for you guys this morning and…” “One thing lead to another,” chimed in Eric. “And then your clothes fell off,” added Tony. “And somehow, completely on accident,” came Mike’s addition. “We ended up fucking and he bred me,” finished Josh with a big grin. It was obvious this was not the first time a story like this had been told in this group. Though really, I thought, none of them were prudes seeing as two of them had already been inside me qnd we had met maybe a little over an hour ago. “Lord,” Eric rolled his eyes and got up. He walked over to Josh and slapped him in the face with his cock. Josh immediately grabbed his friends dick and swallowed it, no doubt tasting my ass and Mac’s cum on the shaft. I was now rocking back on Tony’s massively thick cock feeling it work me open with every thrust. He had his big rough hands on my waist guiding me up and down controlling the strokes. I tried to not let my eyes roll back as the pleasure of being this open crashed over me and watched the scene in front of me. Josh was now deep throating Eric while he bounced on Brett’s cock. Eric had both his hands holding tight to Josh’s head, and Brett was just laying back as Josh used his dick. I looked over at Mike still with the one hand behind his head rubbing his cock. I twisted my head around and reached back to Tony pulling his face close. I kissed him again, a sloppy poorly positioned kiss and he bucked deep into me. “You should go see what Mike has in his pants,” Tony whispered to me and gave me a little push forward. I slid off of his cock, and on all fours closed the small space between where Tony had been fucking me and where Mike was reclining. Mike grinned as I got closer and put both hands behind his head. A massive wave of many musk wafted off of him. His smell was intoxicating. I grabbed his waistband and he lifted his ass so I could pull his shorts off. He wasn’t wearing underwear and as soon as his shorts were part way down a big long uncut cock sprung up. I’d never seen an uncut cock in person, only a few in the magazines Brett and I had purchased recently. I was instantly enamored. I gentility rolled the skin back and exposed the head, and then I dove forward. I gulped down first half his shaft and then after a breath the second half. I shoved my nosed into his black pubes, feeling them tickle my nose. Mike let out a grunt, and ran his hands up and down my back and I worked his cock. Tony was behind me again, his cock slid into my ass easily. I bucked back against his thrusts and worked Mike’s shaft as he moaned happily. We stayed in this arrangement for a while. I nursed Mike’s cock, enjoying playing with his foreskin, while Tony pounded me harder and harder. Eventually he was fucking me so hard that I couldn’t take it anymore and I let Mike’s cock pop out of my mouth and just fell against him. He held me, his hands on my back as his friend pummeled my hole. “Yeah, take it. Let Tony use your hole,” Mike was saying. “He’s going to cum soon. He’s going to fucking flood your ass. Is that what you want?” “Take his load,” I head Brett say from off to the side. “Yes,” I gasped, “Breed me Tony!” “Fuck, yes! I’m going to…” Tony didn’t finish the sentence, he just grunted, and rammed his cock deeper inside me. I was forced against Mike, he held me, so that we were now face to face. Mike kissed me as Tony’s cock throbbed deep inside my ass. I felt his load pump into me, and the accompanying warmth spread into my guts. I let out a sigh, and Tony collapsed forward. I felt his hairy sweaty chest against my back as his cock continued to throb. He held himself inside me for a long moment until we were both breathing calmly again, and his cock began to deflate. Then he pulled out, his cock making a wet squelch. Tony flopped down next to Mike, he and I still catching our breath for a second. Distracted as I was by the post fuck euphoria I didn’t cognate where Eric was until he was sinking his cock back into my hole. “Fuck,” we both groaned together. “Damn Tony that was a huge fucking load.” “You’re welcome,” Tony said, with his arms behind his head, his soft dick flopped to one side. “Hey Josh, wanna clean off my cock and see if you can get me hard enough to fuck you too?” “How can I resist an offer like that?” Josh replied, and got off of Brett’s cock to move between Tony’s legs. I would just see him quickly take Tony’s slick, limp cock in his mouth and start to slurp it. Brett followed behind Josh and quickly slammed his cock back into the willing bottom’s hole. “Damn,” Eric grunted, “Your hole is so fucking warm and slick now. I’m not going to last much longer. You ready for another load Nick?” When we got home that night Brett described the look on my face right before I answered Eric. ‘Cock lust’ he called it, like being in heat. “When I’m getting fucked,” he said, “Like used, and I’ve got an ass full of semen this hunger come over me. All I want is to get fucked more, to have more guys shoot their loads inside me. That’s what I saw in your eyes. You looked hungry. It was hot. I’d never seen you look like that before.” “Oh my god, yes! Breed me,” I said, my voice thick with lust. “Yes!” Eric growled and started to pump his load into me too. His breath was ragged, and I felt his whole body convulse as his dick pulsed and pumped inside me. Warm ribbons of cum pumped into my ass adding to the two already there. “Holy shit! Holy shit! Yes! Fucking breed me! Fill me up!” At the time I didn’t know what was coming over me, but Brett was right. Cock lust. Feeling all these guys unload inside me was suck a fucking turn on that I wanted more. It didn’t satiate my lust, but increase it. As Eric’s orgasm subsided, I locked eyes with Mike who grinned and nodded. We didn’t say anything else, but as Eric pulled his cock from my hole I straddled Mike and slid down on his thick uncut cock. “Fuck Nick!” Brett said, “Your hole looks so fucking good! You’re leaking cum.” “It feels so good!” I panted back. “Mike breed me. Add your load!” “I’m going to! Fuck, as much as I love being bred by a leather daddy myself I can’t resist a cum filled hole like this. So warm and wet. You’re so fucking open now after Tony and Eric. You just sat right down on my dick.” “Your dick feels amazing!” “You like my uncut cock?” “Yes!” “Oh fuck Josh,” Brett grunted. I knew that tone of voice. He was getting close. He was about to unload his balls into Josh’s ass. I turned my head looking back over my shoulder so I could watch his face contort and he grabbed Josh hard by the shoulders and rutted like a wild animal into his ass. A look of bliss washed over Josh’s face as Brett spasmed. As Brett’s orgasm subsided Josh let Tony’s now hard cock out of his mouth and spun around. He swallowed Brett’s glistening still throbbing cock, and started to lick it clean. Tony took the opportunity to get up on his knees and press his cock into Josh’s freshly bred hole. “God that’s hot,” Mike said bucking his cock up into my used ass. I kissed him, my arms wrapped around his back. “Do it, add your load to my ass. Breed me fuck your load into me.” “Fuck yes. I’m going to fucking breed you. I’m going to fuck my load so deep into you.” “I want it.” “Good pig. Take it.” He rammed upward and bit his lip. His body tightened beneath me and I felt the first volley shoot into me. My head rolled back, and the waves of elation exploded over me again. “Good job Nick,” Brett said, still panting. I kissed Mike again, and then slowly got up easing his cock from my hole. It popped out and fell wetly against his stomach. My body was shaking. I lay back on the ground looking up at Tony and Josh who were the only two still going. We all lay there watching Tony rail Josh. Josh was on all fours, with Tony behind him one knee on the ground the other leg bent for leverage. He was savagely hammering away at Josh’s hole. Josh’s eyes were closed, his face a vision of joy. I moved so that I was laying directly next to Josh, and put one hand on his cheek. Gently I guided his face towards mine and kissed him gently. He rocked forward, pressing our faces together. He kissed me deeper, his breath forced and ragged matching each of Tony’s thrusts. We made out as the other watched and Tony pounded Josh. The sexual heat still crackled through the group, though it seems probably Tony was the only one able to get multiple loads off. “Josh here it comes. Take my…” Tony failed to finish his sentence again as he started to unload inside Josh. His second load seem to take longer and he rammed himself deep inside Josh a few more times before letting out a long slow breath. Josh kissed me again, much more softly as Tony’s orgasm came to an end. “Jesus Tony,” he said as Tony pulled out and collapsed next to Mike, “That felt fucking fantastic.” “Any time.” Tony panted. Josh turned his attention back to me, “You want one more?” He had a wicked look on his face. “I thought you were strictly a bottom?” “I never said strictly.” He moved between my legs, and I saw his dick for the first time. It was just a little smaller than Brett and Eric’s and maybe a little thinner, but it still made my mouth water and my hole twitch. I grabbed my knees and pulled them to my chest exposing my hole to him. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he said and sunk inside my already overflowing hole. With the poundings Josh had taken he was clearly worked up and it didn’t take him long to get right up to the line of orgasm. I saw it in his face, and then in his body. He tried to hold off, wanting to prolong the fuck, but it wasn’t working. His body had other plans. Without saying anything he rammed forward and his cock gave the most powerful throb I’ve ever felt. He was unloading inside me too. My own cock twitched and then erupted. My load shooting up between Josh and I spattering both of our chests. In the span of two hours I had tripped the number of men I had been fucked by and taken every one of their loads. I love it. It was so fucking hot! Jesus. I can’t wait to go back to the Pier again. “You seriously got fucked by four guys the first time you went to the Pier?” Luke said incredulously looking up from the diary. Luke was laying in the bed naked reading the diary, the sunlight streaming in from the open window throwing the humps of his muscles into sharp relief. His cock was hard as a rock resting against his stomach and leaving a big puddle of precum in the thick hair of his treasure trail. Nick looked over from the little table where he sat with his laptop open. Nick was as dressed as either of them ever were in the hotel room wearing a pair of little basketball shorts and nothing else. He was trying to get work done but Luke’s naked body was a difficult distraction to ignore. “What?” He said, folding the screen of his computer down a little to look over the top of it. “The Piers, did you really get bred by four different guys the first time you went?” “Have I lied about anything in there so far?” “Not that I know of…” “Then why would I lie about that?” “Jesus.” “What?” “That’s just… its just so fucking hot imagining you laying there covered in your own cum with four guys loads leaking out of you.” “You like that you should have seen me at Berlin last year.” “What happened in Berlin?” “Brett got me in a sling in a bathhouse and told anyone that wanted to they could fuck me.” “Fuck! How many…” “Nineteen.” “Fuck!” “I was so fucking full of cum and used. God. I swear my hole was sloppy for like two days.” “Damn, and I thought mine was sloppy yesterday.” “You were pretty sloppy last night when I bred you after that bartender,” Nick said smiling, “But not so sloppy you weren’t tight again this morning.” “Yeah, I guess. Did you like my hole sloppy?” Luke looked concerned. Nick got up and walked over to the bed, “Luke your hole is amazing tight or sloppy, but if you’re asking if it was hot to find you full of random guys loads… then the answer is emphatically yes. Knowing that you were out there being a little pig while I was at dinner with your dad was hot as fuck. What you’re reading in the journal right now is a lot of me discovering the joys of being a horny slutty bottom, but when I moved out to San Francisco I found that I love topping too; and as we got older Brett and I learned that we both have a thing for well bred college boy holes, just like yours.” Luke put the journal down, and pulled Nick into a kiss.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 Jake was walking his bike down the street on an abnormally hot spring evening when he heard a familiar voice running up from behind him. Jake turned around and recognized his next door neighbor slowing down from his run. “What seems to be the problem?”, he asked. “Oh hey Mr. Cox. My bike has a flat.” Jake explained. “Sorry to to hear that and you can call me Tyler. When you call me Mr. Cox it makes me feel old” , Tyler said with a chuckle. “Ok, Tyler” Jake replied with a smile as he admired the sweaty shirtless man in his thin athletic shorts. “I’ve got a new tube in my garage. I can probably replace yours in 5 minute if you’d like”, Tyler offered. “That’d be great!” Jake exclaimed with a bright smile. As they walked back to Tyler’s garage, Jake relishes the view of Tyler’s hairy half naked body. He had admired his tall, muscular neighbor from afar for some time. His bedroom window Looks onto Tyler’s bathroom window and on occasion Jake would catch glimpses of Tyler undressing and showering even jerking off and Jake has gotten in the habit of Jerking off to these views. “So your dad tells me that you're almost done with the baseball season and that this will be your last season”, Tyler states as they walk toward his garage. “Yes sir, two more games and then I graduate next month. Jake responds. “That’s great! Your dad also said you’ll be playing baseball in college in the fall as well. All that ball playing explains how well developed you body has become. You’ve grown so fast. Pretty soon you’ll be bigger than me”, Tyler says with a smile and patty Jake on the shoulder. Jake blushes and says, “I don’t know about that sir but I do work out and the coaches train us hard”. “I’m sure they do” Tyler says as he licks his lips and his mind begins to wonder before they arrive at his garage. They enter the garage and Tyler closes the door behind them. He turned the bike over the makes the needed repairs as Jake assists. As they finish the work. Jake finds himself staring at Tyler’s towering frame. His body still glistening from the sweaty run. His eye wander down his hairy, muscular chest and down to the his tight run shorts where he observes a growing bulge pushing through the thin fabric. Tyler stares at Jake With a devilish grin and asked, “like what you see Jake?” Jake blushed but continued to stare at the now straining bulge in Tyler’s athletic shorts. “Wanna see it?”, Tyler asked. Jake licked his lips and innocently looked up at Tyler and replied, “Yes sir”. “Go ahead” Tyler encourages. Jake pulls on the waistband of the thin athletic short and pulls down. What was revealed before him was the largest dick he’d ever see. It was over 9 inches long, thick and veiny with a thick bush of hair surrounding the shaft. His heart raced with excitement and his dick began to stir in his shorts and adjusts it. “Want to touch it?” Tyler asked. Jake nodded and wrapped his hand around the massive member and gently began to rub. Tyler let out a soft moan and his cock immediately started to leak. The clear liquid lubricating his now rock hard dick. “Jake do you want to taste it?” Tyler asked. Again Jake nodded his head in agreement and proceeded to first lick the head and shaft and then engulfing the mushroom head with his mouth. Tyler let out a low guttural moan. Tyler then pulled his dick out of the willing mouth and positioned the back of Jake’s head against the wall Of the garage. Jake released his now hard dick and began stroking. Tyler re inserted his massive member into the young stud’s hungry mouth and begins to face fuck him. Slowly as first and then picking up the pace. Looking at his huge tool disappear into this young man’s mouth he sternly instructs Jake to relax his throat. Jake struggles to take Tyler's massive cock as Tyler’s massive hairy balls slap at his chin. “I always knew you wanted this cock boy”, Tyler Exclaims as his orgasm builds. “Now it's time for you to take my dirty load….. fuuuccck!”. Tyler’s cock head flares deep in Jake’s throat and begins to shoot ropes and ropes of cum down Jake’s throat. “TAKE MY FUCKIN ‘ LOAD !” Tyler grits through his teeth as he floods Jake’s throat. Jake completely shocked by the massive load, Struggles to gulp down every drop and only after Tyler’s orgasm slowly subsides does Jake realize when he looks down that his hard cock has shot hands free. After; Both studs struggle to catch their breath. Jake’s mind races at the events that have just taken place. Tyler gently rubs Jake ‘s head in encouragement, “You’re a natural. That was so hot.” He says with a huge grin on his face as he pulls up his athletic shorts over his semi hard dick. “Thanks!” Jake exclaimed still trying to catch his breath. “Looks like you enjoyed yourself too judging from the pool of cum on the garage floor”, Tyler says with a laugh as he helps Jake off the floor and Jake pulls up his pants. “Ha! Yeah sorry about that”, Jack says a little embarrassed. “Don’t apologize you should be proud of that load”, Tyler says ‘Yes sir’ is the only think he can think to say Jake begins to collect his bike and says that he should be getting home. As Jake leaves Tyler says, ‘If you're interested in more fun you know where I live’. Jake smiles back and simply say , ‘okay’,

Chapter 13 His Neighbor had the needle piercing the skin of the Kid. He looked over at this arm and saw that the Neighbor was ready to inject him. At the same time he felt something penetrating his ass. It felt cold but at the same time he very warm. The Neighbor said “ Hope you ready for this, It will get you twisted really quick”. He was grinding on what ever was up his ass. It wasn’t very big but it felt great. He also heard someone comment that there were only three bottoms tonight and so far they had over twenty confirmed tops. The Neighbor heard that and told the Kid “ Hope your ready for the Fun tonight. You three will probably be here for a couple days. We usually have few bottoms to server the guys”. At that moment the effects of the drugs hit him. His ears were ringing and his had a taste in his mouth. He stared coughing and his body was on fire. His cock that had the sounds in it felt like it never did before. What he didn’t know was that the guy administering it had pulled out the first one and had pushed a larger one in. this one had a special use, it was hollow and could inject anything that a master wanted to put in there. IN this case was a drug from the orient that would keep him hard but had a nasty side effect. No matter how hard a guy tried, he would not be able to cum for hours, it was designed to drive the patient crazy with lust. At the same time, whatever he had up his ass wasn’t near enough, he wanted more, a lot more. He could feel a burning in his body. The Guy gently rubbed the Kid’s chest and nipples. The Kid was doing what he could to get more action everywhere on his body. He could feel something happening on his ass but he couldn’t figure what it was. With the drugs taking effect he was going crazy. He felt that cold object pulled from his ass and then the sounds was pulled out. That tingled and he felt a hot rush spread from it to his nuts. He then felt something rubbing on his ass. It was a hot cock and the kid tried to move down to get it in his but strapped down as he was, he was unable to move than an inch either way. This was by design. The guy in this position could not see who or what was going up his ass and could not move to get anymore in him or to get away from it. That part of his body was held prisoner. The Kid heard the guy next to him objecting to something that was happening on the other sire of the wall. He was saying “ Please. No more. I am already feeling the effects of the first one and i am burning up”. He looked over and about that time he saw the guy moved to the extent of his bindings. Apparently, someone put something up his ass. The Kid could clearly see the guy’s eyes and they looked like they were going to pop out. The Guy loudly said “ Shit! That hurts “. The Neighbor walked over to the Guy and said ‘ You’ve had a double dose of meth pushed up your ass, Remember you asked for that”? the guy was panting and said “ Yes, But .. “ His word was cut off by what ever was going in his ass, he looked like he was going to explode . The Neighbor said “ Be careful what you ask for, you wanted this, now your getting it weather you want it or not “. The Neighbor put a ball gage in the guy’s mouth and fastened it. the guy was mumbling and couldn’t be heard much. The Neighbor said “ I will take that gage off in a few minutes. BY then you will not be objecting much “. The Neighbor looked over at the Kid and said the guy had asked to get his ass really messed up and to get spun out of his mind. That is exactly what he will be getting. The Drugs will last for a long while and when we are done with him tonight they will be taking him to the farm. That is an actual farm that uses migrant workers this time of year. The one that they will be taking him to had over one hundred men that look forward to some release. He said the guy will be tied to a special fucking bench and blindfolded. His cock, ass and mouth will be available to use for anything. It is not unusual to see the tied person get thirty or more loads in his ass over the weekend, And that doesn’t count the piss injections or the loads he will be swallowing. He said that he took a guy there last month, he stayed there to make sure he wasn’t killed or damaged to badly. He was also there to make sure he kept spun and horned up. There is one migrant worked that is probably a mutant in the cock area. He is Mexican and his cock almost hangs almost to his knees and would take two hands to circle the thickness. I have never seen anything that big. He fucked the guy, I watched the guy and put a ball gage in his mouth before the guy stared penetrating him. He said he actually took the gage off the guy to make sure he wasn’t hurting to much. Between the excitement and the drugs, he was wanting more in him. The Mexican blew and enormous load in the guy’s ass. When the Mexican pulled out, the Cum sprayed out like a hose. Hie ass gaped open, it practically ruined the fun for the others after that. The Neighbor walked over to the Kid, knowing he was already high and the drugs were working on him. He licked the Kid’s sensitive nipples and asked “ You think you would want that.“?

Got a room at the Days Inn in Raleigh Sunday night. Usual posted the hotel, room number on Grindr and Sniffies and propped the door open. Took 10 loads anon ass up face down with blindfold on. One guy came back and dropped a second load.

Last fall I was on vacation in Berlin. I spent the first day almost entirely at the bar. I drank beer and sometimes went to the bathroom to play with men. I sucked cocks and a couple of times I was fucked in the ass. All raw. Late in the evening I was already quite drunk. But even so, I didn't want to go to my hotel yet. I decided to visit a nearby gay sauna. There were a surprising number of men there. Most were clearly older than me, but that's just fine. I first went to the steam room to relax for a while, but I decided to go and see if there was action somewhere. In the bigger room, I climbed into the sling and waited in case someone came to fuck me. I didn't have to wait long before the old and skinny leather gay started caressing the pouch of my jockstraps and my anus. He clearly felt that the hole was open and I was already bred. I was so drunk that my head was spinning. The old man stuck his cock inside me and started fucking me. After a while, his friend came and brought a used condom. I don't know where he found it. Before I could say or do anything, the man had emptied its contents onto the old man's cock and my anus. At exactly the same moment, the old man came in my ass. Also his friend bred my hole. After this I was ready to go to my hotel.

It's been a while, but this was a hot encounter. Almost 20 years ago, I was on vacation with my boyfriend in Goa, India. One day we took a trip to a nearby town where we decided to have a traditional massage. We both got massages from young Indian men. We were both in the same room with only a cloth screen between us. My masseur massaged me a lot between my legs and my anus with his oiled fingers. Finally he climbed on top of me and shoved his hard cock in my ass. He went balls deep with one thrust. After a while of fucking, he released his sperm into me. I kept focusing on being quiet so my boyfriend wouldn't hear what was going on, so I only realized at the end that he hadn't used a condom and he was seeding me. This was not the only sexual encounter on that trip to India. I think Indian men liked a European young man with light skin and blond hair.

Took 4 loads from 2 guys at Austin Six today and swallowed several more... best day there in a while.

Wanted to thank everyone for the positive feedback on the story, I’ve wanted to write something completely new for ages and never really could get something finished. Something about this theme really got me and had been thrilling to type up. just have one final chapter which I’ll probably post tomorrow

I wonder if Jake's dad has been doing more than just running and working out Tyler. Hopefully yes and he knows just what's going to happen on the camping trip.

Chapter 12 The Neighbor bent down and asked the Kid “ You like this, don’t you “? The Kid was panting and said “ Yes”. The neighbor said “ Tis is only the beginning. I am hosting a small get together and you’re one of the main attractions “ The Neighbor told the Kid that some of the guests were arriving and he didn’t want to delay the festivities. He told the Kid, “ We best get you ready “. They walked into another room, it was dark except for the red lights on the walls. After the Kid’s eyes adjusted he could see a sling, a strange looking bench with pads and straps, Multiple toys on a wall and all sorts of Mid-Evel looking stuff, It really looked scary. The Kid wasn’t feeling much of anything right now except excitement. What ever that powder was it had him feeling strange. He noticed on a wall there looked to be three Holes about waist high. It almost looked like the holes you might see at a bookstore. The main difference was that the holed were large, almost like a doggy door and it looked like some kind of straps were hang above the holes.. He couldn’t figure out what they were for, but he was soon going to find out. The Guy with the slave walked over to the bench and ordered the slave to lay down on it. As soon as the slave was laying there a couple guys came over and lifted two bars up near the Slave’s head. They quickly strapped the Slave’s arms to the bar, straps were also wrapped around his chest and waste. The Finished by taking the Slave’s feet and pulling them up and securing them to the bars that his hands were tied to. IN this position the Slave couldn’t move, his ass was hanging off the end of the table, fully exposed and his head was on hanging back. His mouth and ass were open for anyone to use. Someone brough over a syringe and injected the Kid with something. The Slave stared panting and whimpering like a puppy. One of the guys walked up to the Slave and stared working his cock into the Slaves ass. He didn’t see anyone lube the Slaves ass and knew it much not feel very good, but in his state of mind the slave didn’t seem to care. The Kid noticed that the guy had all sorts of tattoos on his, The most noticeable was one that the Kid recognized and one from a motor cycle gang. The other ones he noticed was one of a Bio-Hazzard sign an da rather mean looking scorpion. His take looked like a bloody penis. The Neighbor walked up behind the Kid and told him that the slave was a bd boy this week and was going to be punished. The slave agreed to this so that he could stay in his masters stable. The Neighbor pushed him through a door. Inside was the older that was laying on a table with his legs thru the one of the ’doggy doors’ he saw earlier. He was laying on his back and another guy came in and scolded the older guy and said “ I told you this time you ill be on your stomach, and I don’t care if you want to be on our back”. After the older guy was on his stomach with his ass hanging thru the hole the one guy put a couple straps on the guy to keep him in place. The Neighbor taped the other bench and told the Kid to get up on there. He said “ On our back and put your legs thru the Hole “. The Kid was still feeling excited and high from that ‘ Magic powder ‘ he inhaled earlier and quickly complied. When he pushed his legs through the hole he felt his legs being pulled thru even more. Fore a moment he thought he was going to fall thru but then whoever it was stopped, He felt a couple set of hands lifting his legs. His legs were fastened to the straps above the hole. He couldn’t see who was doing this but his butt was fully exposed and he was getting honey. Someone on the other side grabbed his cock and stared playing with it. He was opening the piss slit on his cock and rubbing it. They had some kind of a lotion or something because it started feeling warm and he thought he was going to get off. What he didn’t notice was that his Neighbor and strapped him down to the bench and he couldn’t move. The warm feeling in his cock stared burning and it seemed to get deeper in his cock. He had a concerned look on his face and his neighbor said “ You ever had sounds used on you”? The Kid said he wasn’t sure what that was. The guy explained it was a special probe to pen up your piss hole some. My buddy like to see how open he can get a victim. This was the first time he hear any of this and it concerned him some but the strange feeling in his cock was actually enjoyable. A guy walked into the room with a couple syringes and handed one to his neighbor. The other one he walked over and the Kid watched while he put a tourniquet on the guys arm an injected the drugs into him. The guy stared convulsing and shaking, he didn’t say much but he heard someone on the other side of the wall exclaim “ Jesus. This guy’s ass is biting my cock “. The Kid didn’t realize that someone had pushed into the guy’s ass already. The older guy was gurgling and saying “ More. I need more “. The Kid wasn’t sure if he wanted more drugs or more up his ass The Kid knew the feelings and understood where the guy was coming from. The Kids cock was painfully hard. It was a strange feeling, he wasn’t sure it was from the powder or the sounds that were in his cock. All he knew was this had him wanting to cum. His Neighbor had the needle piercing the skin of the Kid. He looked over at this arm and saw that the Neighbor was ready to inject him. At the same time he felt something penetrating his ass. It felt cold but at the same time he very warm. The Neighbor said “ Hope you ready for this, It will get you twisted really quick”.

Part 23: The Ultimate Gift (Dominic's Perspective) December 2008 I’ve always had mixed feelings when it comes to Christmas. Call me a Grinch-in-training or a Scrooge-yet-to-come all you like, but I have my reasons for feeling so mixed. My family life growing up wasn’t the best, so family time was unwanted most times. Money was tight, meaning we didn’t get a ton of gifts. Once I was off on my own, I found the holidays left me feeling lonely. That brought me to the only thing I like about the holidays: desperate men needing a hard fuck. I discovered quickly that married men who were tired of shopping for gifts for their kids or couldn’t stand to be around their wives for another second were willing holes, and my cock was only too happy to help them get into the spirit. They seemed to be able to get their frustrations out with each hard thrust I made into their asses, opening them up, pounding their prostates into oblivion; these men wanted some pain, and I was willing to give it to them. Don’t believe me? Check the tally marks on my arm. We’d meet at their places while their wives were taking their kids to see the in-laws, giving me plenty of time to desecrate their marital bed and possibly poz their married holes. I even met some of these men while they were shopping, ducking into changing rooms where I filled these married men’s holes with toxic cum. Their wives would be calling into them while I held their mouths closed so they didn’t scream out with each thrust. Once, I met a guy in his car and fucked him while his infant son was in the backseat. Men can be so twisted, especially during the holidays. Still, I tend to avoid shopping malls when the holidays come around. They tend to be too crowded, and I usually grow tired of hearing the same songs over and over again. I never play these songs in my tattoo shop as I never wanted my frustration to come out as I hold a needle to someone’s arm. That’s not the type of damaging injection I like to perform. Still, one year came around when I needed to go to the mall right before Christmas. I’d wanted it to be a quick in and out, but an unforeseen distraction kept me longer than I had intended. As I entered the mall, I saw a long line of families waiting to sit on Santa’s lap. Parents and children were everywhere. I tried my best to move around them, but my large frame made it difficult. As I tried to sneak by the set-up they made, I hit into one of the giant plastic candy canes and knocked it over, startling everyone, including Santa. “Sorry,” I said, helping one of the elves pick it up. I looked up to check on the scene and found Santa staring right at me, a sly smile seen beneath his white beard. I wouldn’t say he was the normal Santa. Yes, he had the white beard, but there was gray within it too, and it wasn’t terribly long. He didn’t look old, at least in his fifties, maybe sixties at a push. I was sure he was wearing fat padding from the way his suit looked. Overall, he was a good-looking Santa. Better than any Santa I’d ever seen. As I analyzed him, his eyes never left me. I backed away, apologizing to everyone around me, but he kept his gaze fixed. I saw in the crowd of watching eyes a few faces of men I’d fucked, and felt the sudden heat of knowing that I was being observed intently. My chest was pounding and my cock started to swell. Fuck, I needed to get away from these families before my dick became noticeable. It’d been a while seen I’d fucked someone, and my hardening dick was confirming this. Maybe one of the hungry daddies in the crowd wanted a second taste. I bought what I needed and started to head out of the mall, noticing that the crowd for Santa had disappeared. Finding one of my married men to fuck had escaped me. My dick was still semi-hard, my balls aching for release. I didn’t want to go one more night with jerking off as my only relief. With the exit in view, the sudden urge to piss hit me. Snow was coming down hard, and I started cursing myself for not getting myself new tires, knowing mine were dangerous. It would take forever to get home, even without the traffic I was sure would be backed up. I felt desperate, and I knew I wouldn’t make it home in time. I found my way down a long hallway to a section of the mall which looked as if it wasn’t often used. The women’s room was out of order, a large sign hanging on the door. The men’s door, while dirty, had no sign. I ran inside and stopped dead. “Fuck.” Santa was standing in front of me, his red pants still on but his coat gone, revealing a hairy chest which showed muscles and a slight gut. His hair was salt-n-peppered with tattoos beneath. I stopped breathing for a second, my cock rising again almost instantly. “Hello,” he said, his smirk from earlier returning. “Hello,” I said, still slightly stunned. “I’m sorry. I was looking for the bathroom.” “You found one,” he said. “To bad it’s out of order.” “There’s no sign,” I said. “Must have fallen off,” he told me. “I’ve been using it to change.” “I see,” I said, my eyes looking over his body. As I took him in, I found myself realizing that I’d one day look much like this man. Our builds were similar, though I was slightly taller. He looked as if he was hairier. He was the type of man I’d imagine in porn, dominating a situation, using his years to show other men how it’s done. Even though I usually dominate during sex, I knew I’d find myself falling under this man’s orders easily. “Is there another bathroom?” I asked. “Only for employees,” he said. “Fuck,” I said, leaning forward a bit, my hand unknowingly moving down to my crotch where I felt as if I was about to burst. I could feel my cock inching down my pants’ leg, showing itself. Now, as I reached down, I was drawing attention to it. “Gotta piss?” he asked, his eyes taking me in, focusing down on my growing bulge. I nodded. “You can still go,” he said. I looked over at the urinal and found it covered by a garbage bag. “Doesn’t look like I can.” “Sure you can,” he said. He stepped toward me, chest pushed out, nipples hard in the cool air. I could smell his sweat, his musk intoxicating. “You made quite the scene earlier.” “It’s hard to get through crowds,” I told him, my body stiff as he grew closer. “You know, men like us.” “Yes,” he said, smiling. “Men like us. Hard.” He kneeled down, his red pants on the dirty bathroom floor. “What are you doing?” I asked, stepping back. He reached out and grabbed my hips, pulling me towards him, his face level with my bulge. He looked up at me. “Should I stop?” I must have shaken my head “no” as he then smiled and grabbed for the button of my jeans and undid it, pulling the zipper down. My bulge stuck out, his thumbs running along the fabric, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. He pressed his nose against my underwear, breathing deeply. “I think I smell dried pre-cum,” he said. “Is it recent?” “Yes,” I told him. “When I saw you earlier.” He smiled. “Now, how about some relief?” he slipped his fingers into my pants and underwear and pulled them down, my hard cock flopping out and standing straight out toward him. “There’s the prize.” He licked his lips. “Sure you can go hard?” “I’m ready to burst,” I said. He nodded and opened his mouth, directing my cock to rest on his tongue. He looked up at me and winked. My piss shot out in a powerful stream, so much rushing out that I thought he was going to choke. As his mouth filled up, he swallowed, never missing a drop. His eyes stared straight into mine as he swallowed me down, my cock inching further into his mouth until his lips swallowed around it. “Don’t stop,” I moaned once my piss ran dry. His hands moved to my ass, squeezing, pulling me closer. My dick slid into his throat, his mouth opening, taking me in until his nose was buried into my pubes. His mouth was warm, his tongue and throat massaging my cock while his one hand moved to my front and grabbed my balls. “You don’t know how much I’ve needed this,” I moaned. My cock slid out of his mouth, pre-cum sticking to his white beard. “It’s my job,” he said. “Santa gives gifts.” He stood up, his sweaty chest pressing against me. “Now, it’s time for you to give me your gift.” I stood still, my heart beating faster. My gift. I looked down and found that my biohazard tattoo was covered by my shirt, but it could have moved when he drank down my piss. Maybe, one of the married men I’d fucked in the past and converted told him? Why would they have done that? It made no sense. Maybe he wanted it. Maybe he was a chaser. I took a step back. “What?” he asked. “Don’t you want to fuck my ass? Don’t you want to shove your monster into my hole?” “Of course,” I told him. “Then do it,” he growled, pushing me up against the door. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. You’ve already filled my mouth and stomach. Now I need you to fill my ass and guts. Come on. Make Santa happy.” He stepped back and took his pants, shoving them down to his ankles, revealing a bulge of his own kept tight in a dirty jockstrap. He turned around, showing his ass covered in gray hair. He reached back and pulled his cheeks, revealing a puckered hole. My cock jumped, a large drop of pre-cum dripping out. I reached out and ran a hand over his crack, my fingers pressing into his hole. “Fuck, you’re tight.” “I’m versatile,” he said. “I’m guessing you top.” “I ONLY top,” I told him. He looked back at me, a huge smile on his face. “Perfect,” he said. “I haven’t found any men worthy to top me for some time. I’ve been topping, but I’ve been looking for a man like you. Not some skinny twink or wannabe top. I need an alpha male to fuck my hole.” He reached back and grabbed my cock, pulling me closer to him. “I need your cock in my hole.” “I only bareback,” I told him. “I don’t play with condoms. Ever.” He smiled, opening his ass wider. “I like my gifts unwrapped.” I grabbed him by his hips and turned him toward the bathroom mirror, both of us catching each other’s eye in the reflection. “I fuck hard.” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Make me bleed.” “With pleasure,” I said, grabbing my spit-covered cock and shoving it into his hole. As I felt a wave of pleasure ripple through my body, he tensed, my large size threatening to tear his hole in half. “Fuck,” he cried, leaning on the sink’s counter, hands reaching out to the mirror. “You’re bigger than I thought.” “I hear that a lot,” I said, bottoming out. His hole squeezed on my cock, milking me, causing my knees to buckle. I fell forward, pushing my cock even further inside his warm body. He groaned. His naked skin was warm, urging me to feel him more. I pulled off my shirt, both of us now nearly naked. I looked on the sink’s counter and saw his Santa hat. If I’m about to deliver a gift, I thought, I should look the part. I took the hat and put it on, smelling his sweat from a long day’s work. He was intoxicating. I leaned forward, my naked chest pressed against his back, the hair covering our bodies rubbing together. “Fuck,” he said, looking at me in the mirror. “I’ve been a naughty boy, sir.” “How naughty?” I asked, playing along. “Very,” he said. “I’ve fucked so many men.” “How about some of the fathers you saw today?” “A few,” he said. “Me too,” I told him. “You’d be amazed how many find the suit a turn-on.” I looked at myself in the mirror, watching as the hat moved with each thrust. There was something sexy about it. I felt as if I was taking something innocent and damning it, making it dirty. I loved doing that. I was good at it. “I don’t believe in coal,” I told him. “I have other ways of punishing you.” Our breathing was strained, sweat covering our bodies. I could see his face growing red. He was biting down on his arm to stop himself from yelling. I pulled my cock out until only the head remained. I could sense his body easing, but it wasn’t for long. I jammed myself back inside, hitting his prostate. “Fuck,” he moaned, one hand reaching back, grabbing my thigh and pulling me closer. “I’m cumming. Fuck. I’m cumming.” I could feel his body shudder as he unloaded in his jockstrap. The way his muscles moved and the fact that I hadn’t cum in what felt like forever, I found myself on the edge. “Unload your gift in me,” he yelled, his ass pushing back on me. “Do it. Give it all to me. Cum in my pig ass.” “You want it?” “Fuck yeah!” I grabbed his hips and started slamming myself into him, my breathing quick while my heart pounded. “You want this gift?” “I do!” “You want to be my twenty-fifth?” “Absolutely,” he cried, and I knew he didn’t know what I meant. “Fuck,” I said, my fingers digging into his skin. “I’m cumming.” “Do it! Cum in my dirty ass!” “FUCK!” I buried myself as far into his body as I could, erupting inside him, my gift leaving my worn body and spreading into his own. Weak, I fell forward again, resting on him, feeling his beating heart and labored breathing. Fuck, his body was amazing. I could feel his muscles moving beneath me. “From the huge load in my ass,” he said, looking at me in the mirror, “it’s been a while for you.” “I’ve needed this,” I told him, kissing the back of his neck. I pulled out and found traces of blood on my cock. “I think you needed it too.” “My hole always needs a strong man’s cock inside it,” he said. He straightened up and turned to me, our naked bodies facing each other for the first time. He looked me over, noticing my tattoos. His eyes traveled down and rested on my biohazard tattoo. He smiled. “When you said you were delivering a gift, you really meant it.” I waited for his reaction, waiting for him to attack me or something, but he didn’t. Instead, he stepped forward, grabbed my shoulders, and brought me up against him. He leaned closer and kissed me. I could still taste my piss on his tongue. “Happy with my gift?” I asked him. “We’ll see,” he said. He took his hat and pressed it against his nose, breathing in our scent. “I think you need one of your own.” He slipped his hat on and then slipped his jockstrap off. I could see his fresh cum collected in the pouch, soaking in the fabric. “Take this,” he said, giving me the dirty jock. I took it, eyeing the cum. “Thanks.” I tilted the pouch, pouring the cum into my mouth. He tasted great. There was a heavy odor clinging to the fabric. It was intoxicating. “I’m Nick,” he said. “Saint Nick?” I asked, raising a brow. “You know there isn’t anything saintly about me,” he said, pulling his pants off completely. “That was fun. We should do it again.” “Definitely,” I said. I gave him my number, slipping his jockstrap into the bag in which my purchase waited. “I better be going. Bad weather coming.” “Be safe out there,” he said. “But not that kind of safe.” “Never,” I told him. ** Four Weeks Later: I sat in my tattoo shop, watching as the snow was falling. I was readying myself for my next client when I heard a familiar voice. “How’s my favorite Santa?” I looked up and saw Nick standing in front of me, smiling. I almost didn’t recognize him in jeans and a coat that wasn’t red. He was still sexy, even more so than before. There was something in the way he was carrying himself that showed true confidence. “What are you doing here?” I asked, giving him a hug, his hand reaching down and grabbing my ass. “The holiday rush is over,” he said. "So, no more Santa?" "Unless you want him back," he told me. "I think I'm excited to see regular Nick here," I told him. I leaned in close and whispered, "I'm wearing the jock you gave me." "Fucking how," he said. “ Since Christmas is done, I’m freer now.” “Ready for another round?” I asked him. “Absolutely,” he said. “First, however, I need a new tattoo from you.” “What of?” I asked. He looked at me and smiled. “I think you know.” I smiled back. It looked like I was getting my twenty-fifth tattoo and he one that proved I was the best gift giver he'd ever met. _________________________________________________________________________________________________ This was a bit longer than I expected. Hope you liked it. I thought something fitting the holiday would be a nice change of pace. This gives you a glimpse into who Domonic was as he grew in his dominant nature. I have no plans to bring NIck into the current narrative, but I might. I don't want to overcrowd the story. Enjoy.

This week, I was at a sauna's nude night. I immediately fell for a very young, super-thin twink with a swinging cock. He saw I was getting hard and motioned to a room. We were both vers and we agreed he'd fuck me first. To my surprise, he started to put on a condom. I kissed him, told him I was on prep and was regularly tested and that if he really wanted, he could fuck me without a condom. His eyes twinkled and he threw the condom in the bin, so I bent over on my knees and huffed some brand-new poppers. He was a decent fuck and I was pleased when I realised he was blowing. I stood up, ready to breed his hole next - and saw him removing a condom! It was super-awkward and he left. Obviously, I checked the condom. I'd pre-lubed with some vaseline, but the condom was intact. He'd blown a big load in it. I fingered it in deep, so I guess I won in the end ...

To me the best compliment is when a top keeps hitting me up for regular booty calls for weeks or months after we first hooked up.

when he texts after the first hookup and says “enjoyed that hole and up for doing it again?” n he means right then

Nothing better than breeding a cum filled hole.

Wow! What a wonderful post. Thank you for this Tanbbottom. Like many, we have a lot in common. i too have a religious background that led to a 31 year marriage to a woman. i too love/loved this person, and i think she did me in some ways, though her beliefs made it impossible for her to wholly love and accept me. i spent a big chunk of my life admitting i'm attracted to Men, while believing because of that conditioning that i was twisted and broken. All those years of trying to change turned out to be me processing through, and out of, the cultural conditioning that made me both think and feel i was 'sick, sinful, broken, etc., etc.." i think a lot of guys stay stuck, or carry baggage from being conditioned against the reality of who and how they are, because instead of processing through it, they give up and 'rebel' against it. i single quote "rebel" because i that is the conditioned word for it, the truth is what is often "rebelled" against, with no small amount of cognitive dissonance, turns out to be a paper tiger when seen in process. As i see it, monogamy is often guarded by that paper tiger. i think discussions like this that question and examine the reasons and emotions we have regarding norms like monogamy, can expose the good and bad in the concept and free us from absolutist conditioned emotions and ideas that, often unconsciously, accompany it/them. i'd give you a lot more credit for communication skill than you seem to give yourself, i think you communicate beautifully in your post. To me, one of the biggest impediments to communicate is fear of vulnerability. That fear causes one to hide feelings or thoughts (often even from our self) that one perceives puts them at risk for rejection, or worse. The price tag for that fear and hiding is we cannot communicate or find acceptance without exposure and vulnerability, so we can find ourselves alone... even in our most intimate relationships. i think making a rule out of monogamy, or many other relational rules, often discourages open communication and thwarts the very bond it supposedly supports.

I was molested at six with my younger brother by our oldest half brother. At nine I came home and found my best friend and two of my brothers jerking off to porn and they convinced me too as well. Ended up in years of incest and friends blowjobs. We even had a fort where we would all go to suck if our parents were home.

II accidentally put my text in the wrong thread. But that trip to India a few years later i got stealthed. I met a tall and handsome 50+ man in a bar who was on a business trip. He asked me to go with him to his hotel. In the hotel room, he immediately undressed me, leaving only my jockstraps on. First he wanted me to take a blowjob from him, then he licked my ass. I was on my fours on the bed and after a while I felt his hard cock on my anus. I asked him to put on a condom. He kindly obeyed and then thrust into me. He fucked me from behind for at least half an hour. I was absolutely thrilled. Finally he asked where I wanted him to empty his balls. I said come inside me. When he was done and pulled out of me I noticed that the condom was on the floor and his bare cock had seeded me. I was shocked and asked why he had taken off the condom. He just said it felt so much better. And it would have been a waste of him to cum in a condom when you can cum into a young ass. I admitted to him that it felt good and let him cum my ass one more time before going home.

Sorry for the delay guys…. Chapter 15 it was the evening of Phil and Steve’s party. I had to admit I was a little nervous and had arranged for Sally to call round first. We were going to go together, and would have a couple of drinks to loosen up. Sally arrived and was looking sensational. She had a low top on, showing off her black widow poz tattoo. ‘ I’ve had some more work done - do you want to see? ‘ she asked. ‘Of course’ I replied. She pulled her top down and showed me her newly pierced nipples. ‘That’s not all ‘ she continued. She hoisted up her skirt and showed me her pussy. She was totally smooth but has ring piercings in her pussy lips and a purple ribbon was tied through them, preventing access to her pussy. ‘ It’s my ass only tonight ‘ she said. It looked hot but I wasn’t sure the ribbon would last the night. We made our way to Steve’s venue and knocked on the door. It swung open and we handed the red invitation card to the doorman, who I recognised as Mo, a friend of Phil’s . He showed us to our changing rooms. We were given a bin liner for our clothes and another containing what we were going to wear at the party. All I had was a collar,harness and a pair of leather shorts of sorts, but no rear was in them so my ass was exposed, and my cock was exposed from the front. Sally’s outfit was pretty similar. Just then the door opened and a young guy came in. I recognised him as Archie, the twink from the sauna and Gino’s assistant. He was nervous. ‘Hi’ I said, ‘didn’t expect to see you here’ . ‘Gino said I would like it, it would give me what he thought I would need’ he replied. ‘ By the way, I don’t know if you know , I’ve tested positive too’ he said. ‘ the only guy who fucked me and who was poz is you, so you must have converted me’ ‘I’m sorry I ventured’ I didn’t know the first time’ . ‘It’s ok, if im honest I secretly wanted it. I was so turned on by that chat you had with Gino in the clinic. I knew I felt the same way, I was just scared, that’s all. Now it’s happened it’s a weight off my mind. Gino says it’s best to stay off meds for a while as well, like both of you.’ He knows me, and has said tonight will free me’ . We were all changed and brought into the main room. There were three other guys dressed like us, but they looked young twinks like Archie too. We had to fetch drinks but soon we were mingling. There must have been twenty guys there. I lost sight of Sally with three black guys, I was talking to two older guys , when I felt a hand on my ass, a finger slipping into my lubed hole. ‘ that’s what I like’ a voice whispered in my ear ‘ a hole ready to take any cock… especially a poz one like mine’ .I felt pressure on my shoulders and sank to my knees. Before I knew it three cocks were in front of my face. I started sucking alternately on them all. I wanted their loads in my mouth. However, they had other ideas. I was positioned on my knees, still sucking cock but poz guy had gone behind my and slipped in my ass. He was fucking me and was whispering ‘ I love a good poz slut taking my seed’ . It wasnt long before he came in me with a growl, and another cock replaced him. I was still sucking the first guys cock and this time he came in my mouth, I swallowed hungrily, as the guy fucking me unloaded a second load in my ass. ‘Good boy, take it like a bitch,’ he growled as he came. I was hoisted up on my feet with cum still dripping from my ass, and lead to another room. A blindfold was put on me and I was lifted up. I soon realised I was being strapped into a sling. A cock made its way into my mouth as I felt my ass being worked on. I was given a hit of poppers and felt fingers being inserted. ‘ we will destroy this ass tonight. He will take a fist even if it splits him’ I took another hit of poppers and was conscious of my ass feeling as though it was on fire ‘ that’s it , get it right in him’ the voice said. I was taking my first fist. The cock came out of my mouth . ‘Open wide’ I did as I was told ‘ I felt a stream of piss hit me. I became aware of a female voice next to me as my ass was being stretched. It was Sally. ‘Get her tight in that sling as well ‘ a voice said. We were in back to back slings. ‘That bitch knows what she wants too , get the scissors, and cut those ribbons. She is getting black poz cum in every hole but she has to beg’ ‘please I want cock’ Sally whimpered’ you on birth control?’ ‘No’ she replied, ‘ even better, we’re gonna cum in your ass and pussy, knock you up both ways you black cock whore’ I could tell Sally was turned on by her whimpers but then focussed on my ass as a cock replaced the fist in my ass and another made its way into my mouth. I don’t know how long I was in the sling as I was exhausted by the time I was released. I felt full of cum and when I felt my ass it was loose and clearly well used. I put my clothes on over my party wear and was bundled into a taxi with Sally. Somehow we’re made it to my flat where we both went in , in silence. I just wanted to sleep. Sally went to the spare room. We would discuss the events tomorrow ……………

Chapter 36: The morning after When we woke the next morning, I told the old roomie we needed to talk, and he agreed. We shared a few drinks first, and smoked some tina. My roomie was the first to start talking. He began by asking him why I hadn't told him I was chasing as he was too. I explained to him that my chase had ended, and that my partner had already converted me. He was totally shocked, yet supportive. We both agreed that we should have been more open with each other. He hugged me planting a deep kiss on me and said he was happy for the two of us. He then planted a deep kiss on my partner, telling him that he was happy that he was the one that gave me what I needed. He continued by saying that he regretted not being more open with me, but he understood and was appreciativeof us asking him to join us at the party. He explained that he had been chasing for a long time wanting to know who gifted him, but he was tired of that chase and no longer cared who did it. He explained that he didn't want a relationship with us, but like me, wanted to know who gifted him. I was happy to hear this, as it appeared my partner and the waiter had already looked like it would become triad relationship. I told my old roomie this, and explained that a 4 way relationship would be a huge step to partake in. He agreed, and said that wasn't the goal, but could be interesting. We were already in the clouds, but he suggested we slam and breed him again! Although he didn't need a slam to open his inhibitions, we tied off his arm and filled his veins with Tina. Before breeding him, we also gave him a booty bump. He became a verbal pig after that! My partner and I gave him a rough fuck, and although both of us were unexperience at fisting, my partner got his hand in past the wrist. Although we wanted to breed him again, he was wiped out from the breedings, Tina and fisting. We decided it was time to leave and have fun back at our hotel. After we got back to the hotel my partner and I had deep conversation. Like me, he agreed that there was a deep connection between us and the waiter and that was something we needed to discuss first. We then looked at each other and at the same time just said let's fuck and talk later, which we obviously did. It was the most difficult discussion I've ever had. We started off discussing the waiter, and agreed that he should be a part of our lives together, but not sure to what extent. My partner then asked if I had any thoughts on the pizza boy. Obviously I did, as he was the first that took our toxic loads and converted. I thought perhaps it would be great to introduce him to my old roomie. He agreed 100% saying he would be a part of our extended family. He said we had time to decide once we were married.

The act of corruption and unification had begun, and for the Boy, he felt as if it could go on forever. Already the rough yet loving act of carnal breeding had been going for almost 40 minutes, The Daddy taking short breaks both to replenish his stamina, and the stamina of the boy. But The Daddy, even infused with dark powers, was starting to show his age, and the effects of his own sickness. He could feel his strength ebbing and knew it was time to finish. Time to end it. Soon The Daddy begins to increase his tempo, knowing the moment of transformation is coming. His rough hands move and more hungry play across the boy's body. Running down his chest, his thin fingers seize and clench the erect and throbbing nipples of the Boy. As they are clasped, The Daddy increases his movements yet again as he pulls and twists the Boy's nipples into aching, burning peaks of pleasure. The Daddy played with the sensitive tips, loving how he could elicit soft yelps from the boy while reminding him of his inevitable ownership over the boy, body and soul. His breath was hot upon the boy's neck and ears as the moment of unification came closer, he began to speak more in the heat of the ritual. "Praise be to HIM from which all holy seed flows, praise be to HIM for accepting me into his Brotherhood that I may bring forth this boy into the Brotherhood." he spewed forth all manner of verbal degradation and profanity. The calm and measured mind of The Daddy began to show its true nature, as the moment of the ritual was almost upon him, he gave himself up to the Dark and Primal powers. He called out to the forces at work in his body and summoned Demons and Angles alike to pass through his body and enter the boy. The boy for his part felt his mind slipping away more and more with each moment, all he could think of was how lucky he was to be taking his black cock inside his body. In one final gasp, he felt his mind collapse and something else enter his soul. "FATHER! PLEASE END ME! FINISH THE TRANSFORMATION! INFUSE ME WITH THE SEED OF THE DARK BROTHERHOOD!" And then it happened. With one final guttural roar, like a potent predator at last claiming its prey, The Daddy came. Together, Daddy and Boy bellowed as one as the moment of unification was at hand. The sound they made was both Demonic and Angelic, and was both pleasure and pain. As one, they felt the Daddies scorching, life giving, life taking seed rocketing up his pulsating fuck tubes, finally with an intensely powerful discharge of searing liquid, it coated the innards of the Boy with sticky, virus laden man Seed. In that moment, as the seed of The Daddy found its home, spreading into numerous fissures and tears of the boy's inner rectum, the Boy, as if being electrocuted by some unseen force, begins to twitch and shake. Despite his previous orgasm and utter exhaustion, the Boy once more spasms in the excitement and joy of being marked with his black master’s holy sperm. His own cock pumping out the last of its untainted seed, It feels almost as if the boy is shooting his brains out, his mind, shooting out his soul as he seems to orgasm, and orgasm yet again, His body shaking as if being electrocuted. All the while, The Daddy shivered just as violent, making strange, inhuman grunting and wheezing sounds. Each time his balls contracted and pumped out more of his infection infused seed, he would make a strange almost demonic grunting noise. Indeed in the primal act of impregnation was the moment when he felt the dark forces fully entering his body, and the body of the boy, soon to be his Son forever. Their twin orgasms continued for some time, each pumping out their very life force and essence. For the boy, all that he was he knew was being emptied from his body, drained through his cock as the fountain of cum slowed to a trickle, and then to a drip. His mind empty, his soul broken, He passed out, and The Daddy collapsed not long after. Together they were finally as one.

I recently had the chance to check out one of the gay sex clubs in Brisbane. I went in, purchased a fresh bottle of poppers and went for a wander around. It was pretty quiet, but I noticed a guy standing at the top of the suckatorium, I was on the hunt for cock, so I went in and found his cock. It was only about 4 inch or so, but nice and thick, the kind of thickness that I can’t get in my mouth without thinking how good it will be, inside my ass. I serviced this guy for a few minutes, tasting his delicious pre cum build up. He started to face fuck me through the hole. He pushed his cock in My mouth as far as it could go and shot rope after rope into my mouth. I didn’t want to swallow his cum, I wanted his cum in my hole. I spat his load into my hand and rubbed it in my ass, forcing as much as I could inside me. I’m currently off of prep and just fingered some dudes load inside me. I decided that wasn’t enough for me so I hopped into the sling. It only took a few minutes for another bloke to come in, he fingered my hole and felt the cum I pushed in myself. I took a whiff of my poppers while this guy pulled out his coke can sized cock and pushed into me. Using only the cum in me, as lube. He pumped into me relentlessly, stretching me open and pulling me down the entirety of his incredible cock. I couldn’t contain myself. I shot my load all over myself, just as he held me down on his cock as he pumped his load deep inside my ass. im hoping he was negative, time will tell…

The feel of skin on skin is the best

Chapter 11 The Kid walked back to his place and when he got to the top of his steps, the guy that had bent him over last Friday meet him. He walked into the Kid’s flat behind him and grabbed the Kid’s ass as they passed through the threshold. He gave the Kid a bottle of Gatorade and told the Kid “ Get cleaned up and come over to my place, you have a date in my basement. Be a good boy and drink all of this one your way over “. He knew the guy meant business and if he didn’t show up, he had no idea who all he would tell about the night in the park. He was thirsty so he drank about half of the Gatorade, it tasted funny, but he didn’t care, it was wet. He cleaned himself out with his douche nozzle and cleaned himself out. He also touched himself up with a razor, he had shaved enough that it looked like he was naturally hairless between the legs. It made him look even younger that before. As he was getting out of the shower, he felt hot and a little uneasy on his feet. He didn’t think he had the temperature on the water turned up that high. He dried off and put on shorts and a tee shirt and slid into his sandals. He was camo because he lost his underwear at one place and figured he didn’t want to lose more. He felt flush, relaxed and horny at the same time. He started out the door when he remembered the Gatorade, he still had just over half of it left to drink, He downed it down quickly and walked dover to the neighbor’s place He knocked on the door at the neighbors. He answered and told the Kid “ Just in time, follow me “. He noticed the Kid was a bit tipsy and knew he was feeling the ’special’ mix in the Gatorade. He took the Kid downstairs to the basement. He watched the kid, he didn’t want hm falling. When he got down there the Kid noticed four other guys. One was naked smoking a glass pipe. The neighbor said he had something special for him to try. The drugs in the Gatorade was hitting him and he was feeling horny as hell. One of the guys walked over to the Kid and yanked his cloths off. He stepped back and looked at the hairless body and asked “ You sure he is legal age “? The Kid looked a lot younger than his actual age. The neighbor said “Yeah, I’m sure. He is in his twenties “ . The pulled the Kid over to a table and sat him down. Next to him on the table was some white powder in lines, he had never seen this before. The asked the Kid if he ever did lines before, the Kid answered “ no sire “. One of the guys walked over and said let me show you how to do it. He took a straw and put the end of it in his nose and then stared inhaling the line of white powder, The guy snorted and said that was great. His voice seemed to have changed. The guy told the Kid, like poppers, you need to block the other part of your nose when you inhale. The Kid though that this would be easy, he liked poppers and figured this was the same. the Neighbor pointed to the longest line and said “ I have been saving this one for you, see how much you can inhale “. The Kid took this as a challenge and got into position like the other guy did and started snorting the line he almost got it all in when an unbelievable intense burning hit his nose. It was a deep burn that seemed to go into his brain. He never felt anything like this. His eyes were watering n the guys started laughing. One of them said “ I guess he wasn’t lying, this was the first for coke “. The Kid’s head was spinning and he had a sense of total euphoria he never felt before. While all this was going on three other guys walked in. One was a younger guy that had what looked like a dog collar in, One of the other guys was leading him around. They came over and stood the Kid up and started feeling him all over. One of them commented on the Kid’s cock and how nicely hard it was. The were feeling his body, pinching his nipples and playing with his ass. Up to now the Kid hadn’t noticed how horny he had gotten. They were checking his butt and commenting on it. It was as if he was noting more than a side of beef they way they talked. The Guy that was leading the one with a collar told the guy to get down and suck out this Kid’s ass. The bent the kid over and the slave came over and started eating his ass. It really felt great, the Kid thought this was going to be fun. The slave was sucking hard on the Kid’s hole, he could actually feel his insides being sucked. The Neighbor bent down and asked the Kid “ You like this, don’t you “? The Kid was panting and said “ Yes”. The neighbor said “ Tis is only the beginning. I am hosting a small get together and you’re one of the main attractions “

To be honest I struggle with this whole topic. For the moment I'm content to muddle my way through my mixed and complex thoughts and feelings. My first monogamous relationship was with my former wife (who is one of my best friends to this day) Both virgins when we married nonmonogamy didn't even occur to us, products of a predominantly monogamous culture and similar religious backgrounds. This union produced two wonderful children (& now a grandson) for which I am profoundly grateful. When I awakened to being very far to the gay side of the Kinsey Scale the process of figuring out and embracing my gay sex needs was both terrifying and exilerating. The process of leaving that marriage was exceedingly painful and gut wrenching. After many years of single life and a moderate number of male sexual partners, (both a few men I dated briefly and anonymous encounters in bathhouses and the woods) I entered my second monogamous relationship with my current husband. By this point I was more aware of options; but, without much thought to my experience found myself falling into a monogamous commitment. We both asked for that commitment equally. Again we had been shaped by and were not questioning the cultural myth of monogamous relationships being essential to successful relationships. Our sex life was never great for me. His tastes were too vanilla and I believe he was frightened by my HIV positive status. But we struggled through commited to monogamy. Five years in he went through a medical procedure that seemed to rob him of what I experienced as his already low libido. We tried different things to make a sexual life together work, but he was uncomfortable with all medical aids and soon our sex life totally evaporated. He would say I stopped it, I feel he did. We don't talk about this difference of opinion simply none verbally agreeing to disagree. Although we both grieve the death of any sex life we had, (admittedly me less than him) recognize our strong bond is based on far more than a sexual union. With trepidation I asked to open the relationship recognizing it wasn't a matter of 'if' I would stray but 'when'. I knew I couldn't live without sex, indeed that it is an important part of my life and well-being. So important, it had already torn me from the profoundly meaningful and loving relationship with my former wife. Without me knowing he talked about my request with a few of his long time gay friends. They assured him they had solid open relationships , one sharing his wisdom ... "My partner fulfilled his sexual needs for years with many different men and casual sex, how could I ask him to change that?" Eventually I brought up the topic again and he felt and thought he had given me permission, finally sharing his talk with his wise friend with me. I confess we don't have the best communication skills especially when it comes to emotionally sensitive topics and topics with potential conflict. I own my own shortcomings as much as I observe and experience his. For the last couple of years, as far as I can see he has chosen to live without sex per say. I have embraced my bareback promiscuous self like never before, but always extremely discreetly to try to keep from rubbing his face in my new found sexual freedom and excitement. He has met and enjoyed the new found friendship of some of my fuck buddies. I didn't tell him, but he knows I have sex with these men. He has told me once that it doesn't bother him. He thought it would but on reflection knows it doesn't , even when he knows I'm off having sex. He knows I play raw having overheard a phone call while we were driving when the clinic worker not checking to see if I was alone or not on speaker informed me I had an STD. At a later time he shared with great sympathy that he was sorry I'd had that phone call experience. But, I still don't talk with him about the pleasure I get from bb sex. Since we haven't had sex in years I know I'm not putting him at risk. Without negotiating rules we have slipped into a 'don't ask, don't tell ' level of communication. (Or none communication of the topic of our sex lives.) I know because of childhood trauma I struggle with talking freely and openly about my feelings, thoughts and needs. My partner has demonstrated his ability to accept my occasional boughts of depression and my wondering ways. But it remains very difficult for me to fully embrace my non-monogamous nature. I am inspired by the guys on this site that have such open and honest conversations with their partners. I'm jealous of those of you who play together with others. I remember my profound loneliness before being with my current partner which tempers any wishes I have to be single again. Yet another recent bought with crabs and a hookup that went badly has me currently not very interested in presuing sex. Maybe I'm just feeling too old for all the hard work to find it and try not to make my pursuits too obvious to the man I truly don't want to hurt. I know I will eventually suck a cock and have my ass stuffed with raw cock once again. I know I won't be able to avoid the temptation of backing my ass up to yet another glory hole and gratefully recieve another strangers cum painting my guts. I guess this long rambling post just admitts my complex journey with the topic of monogamy and how deeply ingrained the cultural myth is for many of us. I'm much happier and healthier when I admit perfection doesn't exist and find the joy I can as I stumble along open to the vast possibilities. I love sex. I love it with trusted fuck buddies and strangers alike. Any thought of me committing to monogamy is well in my past.

I love the feel of a cock in my ass and once a top is in my ass he owns the hole and can stay in as long as he wants. Even after a top cums I love for him to leave his cock in me until it comes out by itself.

This is a bit of a departure for me in my story telling. Its an idea I’ve been kicking around for a while that came from a slew of vintage porn I stumbled across on twitter. The set up is probably a bit longer than normal, but hopefully it’ll be worth it. Thanks for sticking with me and hopefully giving my new story a chance. -d It had been almost a year since Luke’s grandfather had passed away. At ninety-eight it hadn’t come as much of a surprise, though till just a year before he died Luke’s grandfather had lived on his own, tottering around the house he’d live in for more than seventy years. It was the house that Luke’s father and his siblings had grown up in. It was a house alive with memories. At first the family didn’t really know what to do with the house. There was no real pressing need to put it on the market, Luke’s grandfathers’ finances had been in good order and there were no major debts to pay off. The will had been clear saying the house could be sold and the profits split between the four siblings, or one of them could take it over and live there. Having all moved away, or created their own lives in which they were now happily ensconced, no one much fancied moving into the old, rather outdated house. After almost nine months of mostly just coming to terms with their father being gone, the siblings had all decided that selling it was the best move. They could use the profits for their own homes, or for their kids. Everyone had pitched in to clean the house out, a yard sale was had to get rid of things no one really wanted, but they all felt were too nice to just put in the trash. Keepsakes and trinkets had moved to new homes on new shelves. The only place left untouched was the attic. Everyone had largely forgotten its existence, no one could remember the last time that any of them had been in there. Luke’s dad, the youngest brother, guessed that it had probably been almost a decade, around the time Luke’s grandfather had said he didn’t want to hire people to put lights on the house anymore and get the Christmas decorations out of the attic. So it had sat, forgotten, and gathering dust, till Luke’s father had noticed the door in the ceiling while showing a relator around one day. That was how, during his summer vacation from his junior year of college, Luke found himself alone in the empty house, making his way into the hot attic. The air was dry and scratchy, like it was made of dust. There was almost no ventilation, and the summer heat was already turning the cramped space into an oven early in June. To say Luke was not thrilled to be spending the first weeks of summer break in the attic was an understatement. He had grumbled and griped the whole drive over, and now he just rolled his eyes at the piles of stuff around him. “Fuck, this is going to take forever,” he said to the empty room. The attic was a long low room running over the middle section of the house above the bedrooms and front stairs. There were two little gables that stuck out on the front side of the house, each with a round window set in their center. Luke was glad to see that the floor was at least all boards, he wouldn’t have to squat on ceiling rafters while going through things. Making his way between carboard boxes and old trunks he moved half hunched over towards one of the windows. Please God let this thing open, he thought. Much to his shock it did, and gratefully he pushed the round window so it spun on its center access opening like a porthole. He scrambled round to the other window and did the same, breathing a deep sigh of relief as he felt the cross breeze make its lazy way across the stuffy little room. Now, armed with a box cutter, a Costco box of trash bags, colored labels for keep, sell or trash, and a flashlight, Luke began his task. His father had told him to go through as many things as he could, toss down the bags of trash and over the weekend he and Luke’s uncle would come and help move the big stuff down the ladder. Careful not to smack his head on the low rafters Luke moved over to a pile of boxes and crouched down. Most of the boxes Luke noticed had were labeled in a clear square all caps handwriting. His grandfather’s handwriting Luke guessed, he’d been an architect and there was something to the perfect sameness of the letters that gave them the practiced feeling of a gifted draftsman. Luke grabbed one that said “SPORTS”. Inside were baseball gloves, pads, cleats. The discarded accessories of boys joining sports teams and then getting board when they found sport wasn’t for them. Luke sorted the things that seemed like someone might want to buy them, a vintage glove, some baseballs that were still in good shape, and put the rest into a trash bag. Most of the boxes he opened were like this, the things that were left over as kids grew up. There was an old trunk of dress up clothes. One box was full of children’s books (all of which Luke marked to keep). There was a box of dresses from what looked to be the 1960s, that must have belonged to his aunts. A large steamer trunk contained an old and worn cardboard box. Carefully Luke lifted the lid off the box and pulled back the thin paper inside. A white dress, with little glass beads around the neck sparkled back at him, the edges slightly yellowed with age. As gingerly as he could Luke unfolded the dress, keeping it off the dusty floor. It was his grandmother’s wedding dress, and it looked as bright and shining as the day she had worn it. Very carefully Luke packed it back into its box, and carried the box downstairs. He would take that home with him tonight. Despite the breeze from the windows the attic seemed even hotter when he climbed back up. “Fuck it,” he said, and pulled his shirt off, tossing it down the ladder to the hallway below. Luke was certainly no sports star, something that had once greatly disappointed his father, but in the last year he had found a new passion for the gym. He had gone from being a little scrawny teen, to someone who loved beer a little too much and suffered the freshmen 15, to what a rather toned looking jock. His chest had started to fill out, his arms now had long veins running down the bicep and snaking along his forearms. His torso narrowed to square hips, and a firm butt, and flared again at his strong legs. Along with the new muscles, Luke loved to show off the thick hair that suddenly had grown across his body. His chest, which when he had started college was completely bare, now sported a dense fan of dark brown hair that swirled around his nipples. A broad treasure trail grew over his flat stomach and dove into his shorts, meeting with a thick, though usually trimmed down, bush. Luke stretched his hands over his head, and got a whiff of himself. He’d been sweating like mad in the attic, and though it wasn’t even noon yet he had a strong musk about him. The smell made his cock twitch in his shorts. A love of the gym wasn’t the only thing Luke had learned about himself in college. Just after Christmas his freshman year, Luke had been at a party. He’d had a few beers and found himself taking to this senior guy. At first the conversation had been fairly standard, what their majors were, where about campus they lived, things like that. The guy, however, kept getting close and closer to Luke, and Luke found that he like it. Luke had started leaning in closer to the guy as well. A few more minutes of fake small talk and they were kissing. A mad, wild lust had been born in Luke in that moment. When he guy had asked Luke if he wanted to go back to the guys place he didn’t even hesitate before saying yes. That night Luke had been fucked for the first time. That was the night Luke understood for the first time the thing about him that had always been different, he was gay. He was out at school from basically that moment on. Almost overnight he had gone from a quiet guy who didn’t know who he was, to an out and proud homo. Along with his new-found self-awareness had come a new found love of sex, and through some experimentation his self-identification as a vers bottom with a thing for older men. Luke rubbed his crotch through his shorts a couple of times, stretched again, and got back to work. By lunch time he had a pretty massive pile of trash bags at the bottom of the ladder. He climbed down and moved them to the front door, piling the “To Sell”s and “To Keep”s separate from the trash pile. He ate the sandwich his mother had sent him, and pounded a Gatorade in the deserted kitchen perched on the counter. He absently scrolled through TikTok while he ate, not really paying attention to anything on the screen. Finishing his sandwich, he checked the gay apps to see if anything interesting had happened there – nothing, disappointingly. Resignedly Luke climbed the stairs back up to the second floor and then back up into the even hotter attic. Luke started in a new corner of the attic, sorting through a collection of boxes all labeled “Josh’s room”. These must have come from his dad’s old room. He had gone through probably half a dozen of them when he found the box. This box had no label, and was a different shape from the rest. It was short and square, like the boxes Amazon loved to use, Luke thought. It was old though, with a worn lid that clearly had been removed over and over again. The sides bulged out slightly, buckled from the weight of all the other boxes on top of it. Luke opened it with the same detachment he had all the rest. He’d already gone through boxes full of gym socks, and old trophies, discarded textbooks, old posters and photos from a teenage boy’s room in the 1980s, and a mountain of matchbox cars. This box, however, was not the normal detritus left behind when a kid moved away, or went to college. At the top of the box was an old journal, worn and well loved. Its once bright red cover was faded and chipped in places. The binding was cracked and soft. Luke set it aside quickly noticing what had been beneath it. An old and yellowed jockstrap lay on top of a scattered collection of Polaroid pictures. Was this his dad’s Luke wondered? His cock stirred, his thing for jockstraps had been growing as he spent more time at the gym. Luke now wore almost nothing else at school. Having his ass exposed all the time made him feel slutty and powerful. He held the jock for a long moment, before pressing it to his face and breathing in. Maybe it was his imagination, but he would swear the sent of sweaty man still clung to the yellow fabric. He looked at the stained pouch and his mind ran wild imagining how each spot had come to be on the fabric. His cock was now hard as a rock. He had been so taken in by the old jock he hadn’t noticed the content of the Polaroids. Now looking down again he flipped through one after the other in shock. Each and every one of them showed a naked man. Some had bad lighting, an aggressively bright flash, or were a little out of focus but there was no mistaking the collection of sexy men through the slightly too yellow chroma. Most he would guess were a little older than he was in their mid to late twenties. They were photographed on bed, and couched, lounging outside, and laying on the floor. There had to be maybe fifty photos here, and so far as Luke could tell not a single repeat. He stared at one, a guy maybe his age with messy blond almost shoulder length hair, thick bushy sideburns, a thin lanky body, beautifully thick blond chest hair, and a thick heavy looking cock sprouting from a massive bush flopped over onto a hair leg, lounging in an avocado colored office chair. He was the perfect encapsulation of a time period, and Luke’s cock was hard as a rock. “Are these dad’s?” Luke wondered out loud, setting the pictures on top of the journal. He pulled as small pile of gay magazines from the mid-seventies out of the box next. While the Polaroids had had a younger slant to their models, these magazines were full of older men. The kind of men that Luke hunted for at school. These were guys with thick arms, broad chests, and full mustaches. The kids of men Luke, more often than he would admit to his friends, begged to fuck him. Luke was rubbing his crotch as he thumbed through the magazines. Who had taken these pictures, who’s magazines were these, was his dad into guys, Luke’s mind was racing. His dad had been cool when Luke had come out but he didn’t thing that his dad was even bi. He put the magazines down and picked up the journal, and flipped to the first page with writing. The handwriting was clean, slanting, somewhere halfway between cursive and print, but also matter of fact without extra flourishes or adornments. July 16, 1977 Ive never had a journal, always seemed silly to me. But – someone one said that when you need to sort something out writing it down can help. This just feels stupid though, what do you do just write like you’re talking to someone? I guess fuck it, feeling like an idiot is worth a shot to sort things though. Maybe that’s normal after a once in a life time moment? Ok. Whatever – Three days ago the whole city lost power. That sounds like an exaggeration but it’s true, like a great black sheet was pulled over all of New York. This wave of darkness washed over the city coming from Queens and crashing over Manhattan till everything was dark. 9:30 at night, and the whole city is down. They’re still not completely sure what happened, something about lightning taking out substations, and then overtaxing the grid, and then the main generator not being able to take the strain of the whole city. First it was the TV. The Mets game just blinked off – like the programing had ended for the night, and then our fan stopped and a second later the lights were out. Brett and I were suddenly plunged into darkness. I’d never seen the city that dark before. It was wild. Even with the lights off in the apartment normally there’s is some light from the street, or the apartment across the way, but suddenly there was nothing. For a really long time everything was silent. Then shouting and car horns, people clambering to find their way home. The paper today was full of storied of people being stuck on stalled trains underground for hours before being evacuated. Brett seemed to come to his senses first. He went to the bathroom and found the one candle we keep in there – I don’t need to explain why – and lit it out little living room. He then went an grabbed one of the bags of ice we had been keeping in the freezer and filled a cooler with that and beer. “Shit,” he said, or something like that. I was leaning out of the window, looking down at the street. Everything seemed to have stopped, it seemed like everyone was holding their breath for the power to come back on. But it didn’t. An hour passed, then two, and then three. Nothing. Just blackness. By that time, Brett and I had each gone through a six pack, and the first cooler of ice had turned to mostly freezing water. The beer was nice though, without the fans running the apartment was becoming sweltering. NYC is barely tolerable in the summer with fans, without it them its miserable. I sometimes wondered, when I came home to a muggy apartment and cranked the three box fans to high, how people did it before electricity. All of those clothes too. Fuck. “What made you think to put the ice in the cooler,” I asked Brett eventually. “Hurricanes,” he said as if that was an obvious answer. “What?” “Growing up in Florida you learn that if the power goes out you want to keep certain things cool. The fridge will stay cold for a long time so long as you don’t open it often. So put ice in a cooler and put your drinks in there. Then you’re opening the fridge like one tenth of the times.” “Damn. Smart.” “Just experience living in a shitty swamp.” He laughed. Brad never really talked about growing up – we’d been roommates since college but I still only knew the bare bones of his home life. Something had happened that he didn’t want to talk about. I wondered about it, but it wasn’t the sort of thing you press a guy for. He sat back, taking a long swig of his beer, “fuck though, its hotter than Florida ever was, I cant do this.” He got up and walked to his room. When he came back he had stripped down to just his underpants, a pair of tight-fitting white briefs. Being roommates for years, and both playing sports in college I had seen Brett in his underwear more than once but always in passing we had never just sat around like that. I guess – if I’m being honest with myself, that’s when things started to change. Seeing him sitting there, his legs spread wide, sweat shining on his chest in the dim candle light, his bulge pressing against the fabric of his briefs, I started to feel something new. Luke stopped reading. He readjusted his cock in his shorts, his hand coming back slick with precum. He licked it off. His dad hadn’t ever lived in New York, at least not that he knew. He didn’t think any of his relatives had. He pulled out his phone and googled NYC blackout 1977. Shit, that actually happened, who the fuck wrote this? Brett was right though, it was too fucking hot. I went to my room and did the same. I came back and flopped down on the couch in my own briefs. We sat like that for a long time. We’d both been busy since moving to the city, neither of us had a lot of money and had both been working multiple jobs trying to make ends meet. It had been a long time since we had caught up. Despite the heat it was nice to share beers and talk. It was when the conversation drifted to girls and sex that I realized how drunk I was. I freely shared stories of the few dates I’d been on, how they hadn’t worked out, of the couple of girls I had managed to pick up. Brett was quite, not adding much and letting me ramble on. “What about you?” I finally asked. “Oh, I just haven’t been that interested in girls lately.” “Shit, how long’s it been since you got laid.” “A couple of days,” He gave me a look that seemed to dare me to ask questions. “Doesn’t sound like you’re not into girls.” “A bold assumption.” “What?” “You’re assuming that because I got laid there was a girl involved.” There as that look again, daring me, pushing me onward. “If there wasn’t a girl then… what?” “What?” “You had sex with a guy?” He looked down for a moment, almost embarrassed and then looked up, his eyes defiant, “So what if I did, you got a problem with that?” I paused for a long time. That flicker went through me again. I saw his chest rise and fall, the thick hair matted down with sweat. I smelled his sent, manly and raw. I took in the patch of his leg right by his crotch devoid of hair. The swell of his bulge in the white briefs, drew my eyes down, until I finally dragged them back to his face. His strong square handsome face. Big green eyes sparkled at me in the quickly dying candle. I took in his messy blond hair, how it fell in unkempt waves around his shoulders, he thick sideburns that grew down his cheeks. My friend looked exactly the same and yet different. Or maybe I’m different. “No,” I said, after a pause that felt way too long, “I don’t have a problem with that at all.” Another long pause. “So some guy fucked you?” “Another bold assumption,” Brett had some of his confidence back, and grinned. “What?” “I fucked him,” now he was on a roll. Shifting slightly so he was turned towards me on the couch. “How… I don’t… how does that even work.” “You really want me to tell you?” “Yeah… I mean, sure… why not.” “Ok… Or I could show you.” “What,” I was panicking, “I’m not…um…I’m not…” “You’re hard as a rock.” I hadn’t realized it but he was right, and in just my briefs it was totally obvious. I was hard, the thought of Brett fucking a guy had gotten me completely hard. He shifted on the couch and leaned forward, getting closer to my face. “It’s ok, so am I.” In his new position I had an even better view of his crotch and when I looked down I saw an obvious boner pointing off to the side in his briefs. He leaned even closer, I could feel his breath on my face, “So why don’t you let me show you. If you want to stop, we can stop whenever you want.” And then… He kissed me. For the first time in my life a man’s lips were pressed to mine, and what’s more I liked it. It wasn’t like kissing a girl, all soft and sweet smells, it was rough, and scratchy. Brett smelled of sweat and heat. His hand found the back of my head and held me tight. It was different and it took me only a moment to decide I liked it. Our kiss quickly lost all caution, and his big hands pulled me on top of him. I was straddling another man in my underwear when only a few moments before I had never consciously thought about even kissing another man. My hands started to explore him. I felt the roughness of body hair, and his slick skin. I felt his muscles and veins. I felt the heat of his erection pressing into my leg. My heart felt like it was going to explode and I could feel a massive wet spot forming in my underwear at the tip of my own raging erection. I finally broke the kiss, and said “So, how does this work?” Brett smiled, and chuckled, “It’s the same things you do with girls just two guys.” I laughed. “What do you want a girl to do before you fuck her?” “Is one of us getting fucked tonight?” I was suddenly very nervous. “Maybe, but lets cross that bridge when we get there.” He shifted me so I was back on the couch, and then got down on the floor. He moved between my legs. Hooking his thumbs into my briefs he pulled them off and my cock sprung free. “Fuck, I knew you’d have a nice dick.” “You’ve thought about my dick?” “Not as much as I’ve thought about your ass.” He spat on my head, and dove forward. No girl had ever done that to me. I don’t think I’ve got the biggest dick in the world but it’s not small and most girls didn’t like blowing me. Brett however had my cock all the way down his throat in an instant. He didn’t’ gag at all, he just swallowed and slurped. It felt better than anything I had ever done before. My eyes rolled back, my body was tense and pleasure crashed over me. I forgot about the heat, I forgot about the blackout. I forgot about everything. If this is what sex with guys is like…well I don’t know. I guess that’s the problem. “Fuck don’t stop, I’m gonna cum.” I said. My fingers now twisted in Brett’s hair. “Oh no you don’t,” Brett said, and pulled off of my cock. I was gasping. My cock was throbbing. I had been so fucking close. He stood up, covered in sweat now. There is no pretending I wasn’t looking at him sexually now, I was. Brett is hot and I now knew it. He pushed his own underpants to the ground and kicked them off into a corner. If I had thought my own cock was bigger than average I was put to shame by him. It was big and thick, with a long hard looking vein running along the top. His balls hung way down low below his shaft, and his pubes were a thick forest at the base. I don’t know how this all is happening, or happened. The beer, the heat? Maybe writing it out will make me understand it. Though if I’m honest writing it all down has just made me horny as fuck again. Brett didn’t have to tell me what to do. I knew. I leaned forward, slid off of the couch so I was on my knees in front of him, and started to give him a blow job. I must have been terrible at it, but in that moment, I was lost. I was just slobbering all over his cock. I had one hand at the base and the other holding his furry ass cheek. Brett was moaning, his hands on the back of my head. He kept pushing his cock a little deeper into my mouth. I felt like my jaw as stretched wider than it ever had been, which is probably true. I tasted the salty sweat, and found instantly that I like it. I could smell his musk even more as my nose got closer to his pubes and it turned me on even more. “Fuck,” he groaned, “you’re a natural.” I remember him saying that so clearly because it made me feel proud. I slobbered on his cock till my jaw hurt. I think he sensed me slowing down and he let go of the back of my head. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time he shoved his tongue in my mouth. The kiss was rough, and passionate. The kiss you give someone in the throes of lust. “Jaw tired?” he asked. “Yeah,” I replied, feeling sheepish about it. “No worries, stamina will come. Come on.” He dragged me out of the living room and into his bedroom. I followed willingly. Once in his bedroom he pushed me back on the bed so I landed on my back. He pulled my legs so my ass was right at the edge of the bed, then he got on his knees again. I thought he was going to suck me off, but he grabbed my legs and pushed my knees into my chest. Then something happened I had never even thought of before. Brett’s tongue brushed against my asshole. He licked it like he was eating a pussy. He pushed against my tight hole, and then danced around the edges. His tongue flicked back and forth, making me moan and squirm. It was like nothing I had ever experienced and it was blissful. My cock was now leaking like a hose and my stomach was covered in precum. My legs started to feel like Jello. Brett’s continuing tonguing of my hole was sending my body into over drive. I felt myself relaxing and giving in to him. His tongue started to push past my hole, entering my virgin ass. “Remember when you asked if one of us was getting fucked tonight?” He asked, his face wet with spit. “Yeah,” I panted. “I think your hole is answering that question for you.” He stuck a finger in his mouth, and drew it out slowly. I gasped as his slick finger pressed against my hole, and then slid inside me. For the first time in my life something had just gone inside my ass. A massive wave of pleasure crashed over my body. I had never felt anything like it before. I wasn’t tense at all, I was relaxed, giving in. He took the finger out, and stuck it and the next one in his mouth. Just as slowly as the first time he pulled them out and then slid them inside my hole. “Do you want that?” “Want what,” I gasped. “Do you want me to fuck you?” “I…” he twitched his fingers inside me, “Fuck, yes I do. I want you to fuck me.” “Good,” he leaned forward and kissed me, “I want to fuck you too.” He took his fingers out of my hole and spit into his hand. First, he smeared the warm spit all over my hole, and then he repeated the movement lubing up his cock. I’d been here with girls before, the moment before penetration, but now the roles were reversed. I felt the blunt head of his cock against my hole. He pushed with a gentle firmness, almost willing his cock inside of me rather than forcing it. He leaned back and dropped a big drop of spit onto his cock. The pressure increased and then my body gave way. His cock entered me and I gasped. Or maybe I screamed. I’m not really sure. Something broke within me, that I do know. The waves of pleasure that had been washing over me was Brett fingered me were now a tsunami. They crashed over me, breaking as I felt his bush against my ass. Softly Brett kissed me. He held me in place, his lips locked to mine as he very, very slowly started to fuck me. I know I was whimpering, I couldn’t help it, it just felt so good. His cock was doing things to me I had never imagined possible. He held me tight even as he increased the pace. He wasn’t just fucking me, he was making love to me. All of the affection of our friendship was in this moment. “You ass feels so good.” “I cant belive I’m going to say this, but your cock feels amazing.” “You want to get really fucked now?” “What are we doing now?” “Now I’m just inside you. Do you want me to fuck you like the guy earlier this week? Were you imagining what it would be like to get fucked when I told you about him? Is that what got you hard in the first place?” I reached up and grabbed him, pulling him in for another kiss, and as it broke I said, “Fuck me.” I really cant believe I said that but I did. I said it and I meant it. I said it with hunger and lust. I wanted it. If he had pounded that guy earlier in the week I wanted to be pounded. I wanted to be fucked. Jesus – what does that mean for me? Brett grabbed my legs and reared back. Holding my ankles wide he started to pound. The sound of sweaty skin slapping filled the room. He was grunting and I was yelping as my ass was hammered. I felt the resistance in my ass give way. Is this what girls felt like when they got fucked? Was this something different. Without pulling out Brett shifted us on the bed so he was now above me, fucking down into my hole. With each thrust he stuffed almost the full length of his cock into me and then pulled it out again. I was putty in his hands. Sweat dripped off of him and splashed on my chest. I could smell us both and it was intoxicating. Something changed in Brett’s face. It was contorted, hungry. His breathing was shallow and hard. He gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes. He was trying not to shoot. I watched him, almost unblinkingly, as he lost the battle, and then with a roar said, “Fuck! I’m going to cum.” He made to pull out, but almost on instinct I grabbed his hips and pulled him tight to my body. I could feel the throb of his cock as he orgasmed. I took his load inside my hole. As his cock spasmed my own gave a powerful jerk and I spattered myself in my own load. We were both panting as our orgasms came to an end. It was a long time before Brett pulled out of me. When he did, he collapsed behind me in the bed, one of his big arms pulled me close and his kissed the back of my neck. Despite the heat we fell asleep like that, his cock nestled against ass, his load deep inside me, the confusion that’s lead me to this stupid journal not yet setting in. “Holy shit.” Luke said – one hand now thrust down his shorts stroking his cock.

Glad too see so many men agreeing. I've never understood the appeal of spit. Total turn off.... cum HELL ya, splatter me, feed me bukakke me... it's all good but keep your spit to yourself. No idea how it became so common in porn.

Sorry I’m new and didn’t use the quote button. Meant the original post. My apologies.

Asking if we can do it again. Tops have a lot more options than bottoms based on sheer numbers, and when they ask if they can continue to use me I take it as a compliment.

I'll try not to be too specific as to politics but yes and no. There's only one coin, and if one is a US citizen, it's the ONLY coin of the realm. Personal freedom to do as one will so long as what is done harms no person nor infringes their equal right. The Republican establishes infringement based on an imposition of morality. The Democrat establishes infringement based on public safety and the tenet expressed in the Declaration that all are equal. Of the two, the Democrat is more "American" and the Republican the more repressive and totalitarian. A republican will violate personal freedoms faster than water pours down a cliff, all while telling you that such infringement or outright voiding of freedom is vital to the survival of the nation. What the Republican is actually doing is hastening the demise of the nation. The Democrat does the same but the motive is more purely in line with the states ideals of life, liberty, and prosperity. Unless the issue at hand is weapons, then the Democrat becomes a totalitarian as well. Our lifestyles expressed here are a counterculture that the Democrat would defend and the Republican would willingly crush out of existence. A gay nightclub was shot up, people killed, and the Republican voter cheered. The Democrat voter sought some way (almost always ineffective) to stop it from happening again. Which side do you wish to be associated with? They are NOT two sides of the same coin

Was considering my full sexuality and stop Prep on New Years and stop worrying about staying neg.

Should have the next chapter in a couple days, almost have my head back on now.

If yo poppa bred yo momma 'on the hole' you would not be here to read this. 🙈

Unfortunately your assumptions about Cumunion in the PNW are pretty accurate. If you find yourself in a city outside the region when there is a Cumunion party scheduled I highly recommend it. If you make a special trip I've found that LA and Denver (currently Colorado Springs) are particularly hot. I haven't actually been to a Cumunion party in the midwest, but based on general experience would guess that they are hot. Palm Springs and Las Vegas are worthwhile, definitely better than the PNW, but don't compare to LA or Denver. The only time I went in Pittsburgh was great. I've only gone once in San Diego, but it is tied with the worst experiences in Seattle, no one was having sex at all. In the PNW, Portland is slightly better than Seattle or Vancouver, BC but not worth a special trip.

The other day I was feeling horny and wanted cock and cum in my hole in a bad way. I didn't have a lot of time so I decided to not go to the bathhouse. Instead I drove into Philly and went to the Adonis theater at lunchtime. I planned ahead and brought a backpack for my clothes. I went in and headed for the basement. The basement is totally dark. The crowd can be old guys, middle aged, college kids from one of the nearby universities. Guys can be straight, gay, neg, poz, toxic, I didn't care, I wanted cock and cum. So I got naked except a jock, got on all 4s, lubed my hole and put on a black blindfold so guys knew I would take any and all cocks. At times I was tempted to take off the blindfold but I left it on and I couldn't see a thing, only hear movement and feel cocks at my ass. Over the next hour and a half I had 4 guys fuck me and I begged them for their seed. One asked, are you sure? (Which is sometimes a signal that they are poz and likely toxic). And I said yes, I take all loads. They all came in me. I never saw any of them. Cum was running down my legs as I got dressed since I needed to leave. When I got home I squatted over a mirror and watched the cum pour out of my ass. A huge puddle of it, which I then licked off the mirror and swallowed. It was a hot time and I am planning my next trip to get loaded again.

I love fucking a cheating slut. I also love cheating

A local guy hit me up for a quick one, and of course that's what I'm for. Safe only he said but I still went round. No talk of names, status, anything, and when he slid inside me I noticed his talk of 'safe' was just that, talk. Fucked me quick and hard and when he was close he actually asked me if he could cum in my ass. I begged for it. My latest album pic was the result.

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

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

Chapter Four: Ronald and Nate He got his car keys which I heard jingle when he came back, and led me to the car, helping me into the passenger seat. I am STILL blindfolded. I did not know what the man looked like. For all I knew he could be driving me to my demise. But I knew that was not the case. What trick(s) did he have up his perverted sleeve? We drove for about 20 minutes, and he parked at our destination. Without saying a word he got me out of the car, locked up, and led me to somewhere where I had been many times, and was friends with some of the staff. I was led inside to a reception area. I recognised the smell immediately of where we were ... The sauna! I heard my friend Josh who worked at the reception speak... - Hey Bill, how's it going man, and who do you have here with you? Looking at that nose and chin it looks like my friend Matty, but it can't be, as he has a lovely head of hair. With that, Sir, who I now knew his name took off the black silk cape. - Fuck, it is Matty, I recognise that gorgeous tight and compact, small framed gym trained body anywhere. What have you done with your hair Matty? - He doesn't need his hair now. Just read what is written on his body. - ''Sir is going to... Sir turned me around so Josh could finish the sentence - Poz me''. FUCK, I thought that had been laid to rest. FUUUUCK! Sir paid our fares, led me to the locker area where my trainers and red rubber jockstrap were removed, and they with both of our towels and Sir's Leathers were put into the lockers. I was wearing my clothes pegs on my now very sore tits, the steel chastity cage, and the leather collar and leash. Sir was wearing his knee length police boots, and executioner hood. And off we went. I could tell we had reached the shower area as I could hear water cascading onto the sauna floor. Sir had me stood feet hip width apart, with my hands clasped behind my back. Sir's good friend Ronald, a 62 year old retired nurse Skinhead came walking in our direction, wearing nothing but his 20 hole boots with red laces. They got chatting including about me. Sir said I was a chaser and he was willing to gift me, but he was going to make me really work for it. - Heeeeeey Bill, fancy seeing you here. And who is this sexy pig? - Hey Ronald mate. Great to see you too. They got chatting and both ended up behind me. Ronald grabbed a hold of my ass cheeks, spreading and squeezing them. - Fuck, now I would love to have a go on this sexy pig. Would you look at that ass, I have never seen ass cheeks so high up into the lower back, and so round and perfect. Damn. As he groped and mauled my rump, the sides to my torso, and shoulders, my Sir spoke... - How is the Viral Load now Ronald. I know about a year ago it leapt from just under a million to just under three million. - Oh fuck me Bill mate, I have gotten into my blood slamming big time, you know, you have been with me at plenty of parTies where I have been recharged by some highly t☣️xic studs. Well, it is triple that of a year ago, not to mention I have picked up a few extra strains including that all exclusive aggressive strain that no one in our circles has, that we have only heard about, well, now I have IT! - Not the ... CRF... Before Sir had a chance to finish Ronald interrupted. - Fuck YES, that one! Probably why my Viral Load has gone nuts this year. - What is it now? - Eight MILLION and seven hundred and seventy three thousand. - FUCK, you are now more than double of what I am. Shit. You can have a play with him now, but no knocking him up, so keep your dangerous death Dick where I can see it. Sir lifted my blindfold so it now rested on my forehead, and for the first time in hours I could see once again. But, I could not see Sir or Ronald as they were both behind me. A man suddenly walked right past me into my view and walked over to the opposite wall that I was facing, and through his executioner hood which framed his face via a heavy bushy beard and thick moustache he stared deep into my eyes. I could not miss him, his stare was so captivating, and I stared back, in a trance as Ronald played with my ass, and cunt. Such as my hypnotic trance I did not notice Sir was wearing his knee length police boots and was stroking his 12" by 5" girth serpent tatted fuck weapon. In fact, I did not even realise it was him. As he stroked Ronald played, and I soon felt a finger with a sharp unkempt nail tear against the wet, warm and velvet soft walls to my tight NEG cunt. - If it wasn't for my pal Bill I'd be already fucking you, tearing your cunt up with my t☣️xic piece of fuck meat that is pierced with a circular 10mm barbell PA with sharp spiked balls, I'd be the one to be knocking you up, and I would make sure it would fucking take. I can tell you are the kind of nasty pig that would fucking love it. I couldn't hear what he was saying precisely as I was in a Sir trance. Sir slightly nodded down towards his 🐍 serpent-tatted-toxic-Dick, gesturing me to look down, and so I did. And as I did he let go of his t☣️xic-serpent and let it bounce and throb as it pointed to the sauna ceiling. As soon as I layed eyes on it, it was now that I realised I was looking at Sir as I recognised his in the flesh beautiful serpent-Dick from photos I had seen of it. I instinctively pushed back onto Ronald's finger that was fingering around inside my cunt with that unkempt sharp nail of his nicking on my soft and warm neg cunt flesh. Not only had I not been hearing Ronald I had not even been feeling him fingering and groping me such was the serpent trance I was in. The three of us were locked in this chain of rhythm for a good while, and it took a 26 year old neg twink called Nate to break it. Nate was walking towards my direction wearing a towel around his waist, and as he got close enough he read what was written on the front of my body; ''Sir' is going to'', this was met with a smile. He passed me then read what was written on my back; ''poz me.'' Apparently he beamed from ear to ear with his; ''You lucky Bastard, I've been actively chasing for 4 years, and still nothing'' smile. He came to the front of me again, looked at me, then his eyes motioned towards Ronald; ... - So, is this Sir? - No. Just a friend of his. - I like you, putting it about for the alpha Daddies like the true cum pigs we are. The next thing I knew Sir had walked over and was eyeing Nate up and down, and up, and down. HIs gruffly voice commanded our attention; - So who is this cute young pig I see before me? - This is Sir *I replied* Without missing a beat Nate stared right into Sir's eyes and spoke, he truly knew what he wanted and was going after it. - Fuck, he has a super potent look about him too. I wish it was my veins that he was going to be flowing around for eternity. - Not another chaser? - Yes Sir. I have been super pro active in chasing for 4 years, the last 6 months of it in this city since I moved here. - C'mon, follow me, let's see what you have on offer.

“First off, working summer camp sucks. You think it’s this fun magical place of just fucking around and drinking beer with no real grown ups around, but it it’s just hard work. I was at this camp in Pennsylvania, up in the woods. It was really a lot of making sure kids didn’t drown swimming in the lake or shoot their friends with arrows. I still liked it, and it was good money. “The one benefit of beign outside in the heat all day was all of the guys running around shirtless. Every guy councilor had cut all his uniform shirts up to have no sleeves, or be cropped around his chest. It was all these cute college boys’ and couple guys my age just running around undressed all summer. It’s a wonder my cock ever went down honestly. I would jerk off every single night in the staff showers thinking about those guys. “We had just finished the first session at the start of July and we had one weekend with no campers before the next one started. Theoretically it was to clean up the camp and get the bunks ready but no one gave a shit really, not even the head councilors. It was just an excuse to get drunk around the bonfire and not have to worry about kids for a couple of days. The first night without campers we had this massive bonfire going. All of the councilors were there. Someone had gone into town and brought back just an obscene amount of beer. I’d never been much of a drinker in high school but I wanted to seem cool so I slowly sipped on my first beer, nursing it to not get too drunk. “I ended up sitting next to this guy Todd, who I hadn’t really talked with much before. He was assigned to a couple of bunks on the far side of camp so our paths just didn’t cross much. I remember thinking how cute he was. He had this adorable boyish face, and blonde hair the fell over his forehead in a little swoop. He was a year or two older than me, but he didn’t really look it. Tall, and thin, he always wore a cropped off shirt that showed a tight stomach and a wild looking happy trail. I knew some of the girl campers had had big crushes on him and I didn’t blame them. He was the perfect adorable kinda guy. “We chatted and stat around the fire. He was nice, it was fun to just talk to him. I didn’t realise I had started drinking a little more freely and found myself drunk for the first time. It was sometime around midnight when I excused myself. I was scared that my lowered inhibitions would give away my attractions to Todd, and didn’t want to risk it. I staggered back to my cabin and grabbed my shower stuff. “The showers for the staff were kinda private. These wooden buildings with high windows, and a bunch of stalls along one wall. None of them had doors, and the curtains were all too small so they only partly covered the opening each stall. I went to the very last one, and stripped off. I was completely hard already just thinking about Todd and how cute he looked in the fire light. I imagined what it would have been like to kiss him and started rubbing my dick as I got under the water. “Usually I was pretty careful, but I guess being drunk I wasn’t keeping as close a look out as I normally did. I didn’t hear Todd come into the shower building. I didn’t hear anything actually till he said from right outside the curtain, ‘hey, you left kinda fast, just wanted to make sure you’re ok man.’ “I fucking froze. I was still hard as a rock but I didn’t dare move. I just stood there with my hard cock in my hand and stammered, ‘yeah, uuuh, yeah I’m ok.’ “’You sure?’ He sort of peeked to the side of the curtain, and we made direct eye contact. His eyes flicked down, there was absolutely no hiding what I was doing, my face went bright red and I tried to turn away. ‘Oh, I guess you’re doing just fine. I’ll leave you to it,’ he paused for a second, ‘unless you need a hand.’ Then he was around the curtain, and standing right in front of me. ‘Look, if I’m wrong just tell me and I’ll go away, but I really don’t think that I am.’ He reached into the water and took wrapped his hand around mine, moving it so I was stroking my dick again. “’Are you…’ I remember asking him, but still being too nervous to actually say the word gay. “’Yeah. Are you?’ “’I think so. I’ve never done anything with, well with anyone.’ He was still holding my hand and moving it slowly along my hard cock. “’We should change that.’ He reached up his other hand and pulled me out of the water by the back of my head. He kissed me. His tongue was suddenly inside my mouth, and it was bliss. I was already dizzy from the beers but this just added to it. My head was spinning. I couldn’t believe it when he broke our kiss and pulled his shirt off. I’d never seen his chest, just his abs under his cropped shirt. He had the thin narrow chest of a naturally skinny guy, with perky brown nipples. This little tiny patch of blond hair grew right in the middle of his chest, but it was nothing compared to the brown swath of hair that covered his stomach disappearing into his cut off shorts. Then those were gone too, hung up on the hook on the wall with my clothes. Todd stood before me, looking like my dream man at the time, in nothing but a pair of bulging briefs. He kissed me again, and as he did he slipped off the briefs too. “He pushed us under the water. My hands finally moved from my sides to run up his back. I started to feel his body as streams of warm water flowed over us. He kissed my neck, then my chest, and slowly sank to his knees. I didn’t know what to expect but I almost shouted when he licked my cock head. I put my hand over my mouth to keep from making any noise that would give us away and he just looked up at me and grinned. He swallowed me cock, bobbing his head forwards and back. Jesus Christ it felt good. I really quickly felt myself getting close. I panted and whispered to him that I was going to shoot. He just kept sucking. I was getting too close to the edge. I couldn’t help it. I twisted my fingers in his hair and I shot my load down his throat. “I remember apologizing to him for cumming in his mouth. He just stood up and kissed me again, his mouth still tasted like my load. ‘That was amazing,’ he said, ‘thanks.’ “I looked at him for a long moment and said, ‘oh, are we done?’ “He had this really cute laugh. ‘Only if you want to be. I just figured you’d gotten off so…’ “’But you haven’t.’ I took him by the shoudlers and turned us around so his back was now against the wall, and got on my knees just like he had done. I had no idea what I was doing but I was going to just mimic him and do my best. Until that moment I hadn’t actually seen his dick. Holy shit. Todd was…blessed. Skinny boy dick for sure. This big hateful looking dick was sticking out from his wildly thick bush. It looked too big for his narrow frame, but also delicious. I knew there was no way I was going to swallow him like he had me on my first try, but I was determined to make an attempt. I’m sure that the blow job I gave him was shit, but I thought I was doing great. It was wet and sloppy, my chin was covered in spit. It was rewarding to listen to him trying to not make a sound. “When he said, ‘I’m going to blow,’ I just kept sucking. He’d swallowed my load so I was going to swallow his. He held onto the back of my head, and kept me still just as he got to the edge. A fucking tidal wave of cum rocketed into my mouth, I thought it was going to come out of my nose. I swallowed hard and more pumped into my mouth. It was three or four solid mouthfuls of cum before Todd stopped. I stood up and kissed him, with a little bit of his load still on my tongue. We pushed it around a little before I swallowed that too. “’We should get out of here before someone sees us,’ he said, kind of breaking the spell. “’Yeah. I guess so.’ “We got dried off and got dressed. Then just before he left, he turned and kissed me again. ‘Listen, if you like, tomorrow, there’s as a spot behind the toolshed at the north end of camp. Meet me there at two.’ Then he ran out of the room.” “You are absolutely not stopping there,” Mike said. “Absolutely not,” added Josh, “Also I like that you’re pretending that you don’t also have skinny boy dick. You’ve got the biggest dick here.” “Excuse me,” said Tony. “Calm down beer can, you’re is still the thickest.” “Thank you.” “Finish your story Eric,” pressed Josh. “Ok. That night I crashed, I passed out harder than ever before. The beer and the orgasm, I just hit the sheets and was out. The next morning… I’ve never had worse morning wood. I snuck off to the bathrooms trying not to wake my bunk mate and jerked off before most of the camp was us. I couldn’t focus on anything. I kept checking my watch every ten minutes. I couldn’t wait for it to be two o’clock. “I was so eager that I slipped off and walked up to the toolshed probably a full fifteen minutes early. I just paced back and forth with my heart in my throat waiting. I guess Todd was eager too because after a few minutes he came around the corner, almost ten minutes early. We both laughed. He had no shirt on and a towel draped over his shoulder. He kissed me and then took my hand and led me a little way into the wood. The forest right behind the toolshed was really dense with only this little path leading in. No one really went back there. I’d never been. I was shocked when after just a couple minutes of walking Todd turned off the trail, pushed through a bush and brought us out in to a cool little clearing. “’I’ve been thinking about you all morning,’ he said as he sat down on the blanket. “I joined him, and he kissed me again. ‘Really?’ I asked. “’God yes. You’re so fucking cute, and this dick,’ he squeezed my quickly hardening cock through my shorts, ‘and your ass.’ We kissed again. His hands quickly tore my shirt off over my head, and then we tumbled backwards in a tangle of limbs. Hands were everywhere, traveling across each other’s bodies, exploring more than we had allowed ourselves to last night. At some point our pants came off, and then our underwear and we were tangled together under the dappled sunlight completely nude. “I was upset when Todd stopped me from moving down to suck his cock. ‘I have a different idea for today,’ he said, and moved me onto my back. He got up between my legs and pushed my knees into my chest. Like apparently everyone else here I had never heard of rimming before, and really didn’t know what it was called till years later, but I loved it from that moment on. He dove in, without hesitation, and just started licking at my virgin hole. I clapped a hand over my mouth and moaned into it. It felt like heaven. He licked, sucked, and spat at my hole till it was soft and winking open. Then he pressed a spit slicked finger inside. I had never dreamed of putting something in my ass but I knew I would never want to live without it again. Then another finger, then another. He worked slowly, as if we had all the time in the world. “He leaned over me, and took my hand away from my mouth. With his fingers still lodged in my hole he kissed me deeply. Then he whispered, ‘Can I put my cock in you?’ “’You want to fuck me?’ “Yes… is that ok?’ “Yes! Please. Fuck me.’ “He kissed me again, and slipped his fingers out of my hole. He rubbed the spit and ass juice from his fingers onto his cock head and then lined himself up with my hole. My heart was thudding. This cock was way thicker than three fingers, but somehow as soon as he applied pressure, it slid inside me. I remember my head crashing back onto the hard ground under the blanket as he bottomed out. He was slow at first saying things like, ‘Oh my God, your ass feels amazing.’ As he worked his way up to a faster pace we both were reduced to just muttering things like, ‘Fuck,’ and ‘Oh yes.’ “It didn’t last super long, soon he was panting and twitching. Then with one really hard stroke he slammed to the hilt into my hole and came. It felt amazing. I loved the feeling of him shooting his load inside me. He panted as he came down from his orgasm, his cock still deep inside me. ‘Now you do me,’ he said eventually, and kissed me. “’What?’ “He pulled out of my hole, got on his back next to me, and pulled his legs to his chest. ‘I want you to fuck me.’ And so I did. I lost my virginity and fucked my first ass in the same day. I did just like he had and opened him up and the fucked his tight hairy hole till I blew my load deep inside him. “For the rest of the summer we met up in that clearing at least three times a week, and almost always left having cum inside each other’s asses.” “Fucking hell,” I said, “And you claimed your first time wasn’t a good story. “I’m hard as a rock.” “Me too,” said Brett, “Though if I’m honest I’ve been hard basically this entire time.” “I think we all are,” Tony added, grabbing at his own crotch. “Well you already sucked one dick on the pier, feel up to sucking a couple more,” Josh said looking me dead in the eyes while rubbing his bulge. I looked at Brett, and he grinned. I took that as approval, and leaned over to Tony who was sitting next to me. I grabbed the shoulder and pulled him close. I gave him a deep kiss, and started to rub his throbbing cock. “Jesus,” said Luke, feeling his own cock pressing hard against the fabric of his jock. He grabbed his phone, Nick wouldn’t be back for a few more hours… Luke opened Grindr and started scrolling.

Chapter 8 After Luke left I showered and busied myself for the rest of the day. I didn’t want to think too hard about what had happened. My mind was a blur and I just wanted it to stay that way. However the next morning I was again feeling conflicted. I got into work early and decided to do the sensible thing. I rang the health clinic, explained I had been in the previous day and needed to come in again. The treating nurse from the previous day had a cancellation in the late afternoon, or I could come in at lunchtime and take a chance being seen by whoever was free. Given the nurse had looked pretty hot yesterday and I wasn’t sure whether he had flirted a little , I went for the afternoon slot. The day passed slowly, I wasn’t that attentive at work. However by 4 pm I was at the clinic. My name was called out and was told ‘Gino is in room 3 ‘ as I made my way down the corridor. I knocked and entered. A flicker of recognition passed over nurse Gino’s face. I was in my work suit rather than my casual wearthe previous day. ‘Ah Neil, I didn’t expect to see you so soon, what can I do for you’ he asked. ’it’s a little embarrassing actually. I’ve had sex with a guy and he is positive, so I think I need Pep. ‘ I stammered. ‘Ok, just a few questions first, Neil’ he continued ‘ how do you know he is positive?’ ‘ He is a friend of mine and he has told me previously that he is positive and hasn’t been taking his medication recently’ I responded. ‘Ah ok, are you top or bottom?’ Gino asked. ‘Bottom’. ‘ Have you had sex with him previously?’ I reddened ‘ Er yes, a couple of times, about a week or two ago and then a few days ago ‘ I said quietly. ‘But I only knew he was positive after the first time’ I added as if that might not sound too bad. ‘But you have willingly had unprotected sex since you knew? ‘ umm yes’ ‘ok, no judgement from me’ Gino tried to put me at ease , just tapping my knee with his hand. ‘ have you had sex with anyone else in the last month?’ I nodded, thinking of Ty’s black cock fucking me hard, and then both Phil and Steve in the sling. ‘Yes, about three other guys’ I said, reddening again. ‘All bareback?’ Gino asked. I nodded again. ‘Any positive or don’t you know?’ ‘All positive ‘ the words hung in the air for a while. I was also aware of my growing erection at the thought. I shifted in the seat to try and hide it but Gino’s eyes dropped to my lap. I thought I saw a half smile from him. ‘ Look, I have to be professional ‘ he said, donning some blue latex gloves and squirting a little dollop of some lubricant on them. ‘ you seem to have an attraction to risky sex practices, and I think you may have an erectile problem that you may want me to look at if I may ?’ I took the hint and unbuckled my belt, opened my suit trousers and pulled my boxers down. My cock was stiffening as the nurse gently stroked my cock, in mock examination. ‘You seem as though when you mention unprotected sex with positive gay men that gets you aroused’ he continued . The thought of yesterday with Luke just made me fully erect as Gino semi stroked me.’ Yes it does’ I said, ‘I don’t know why. And when I’m horny I just want cock and cum in me, I don’t think clearly’ I said, my breathing becoming a bit ragged. ‘Let me show you something’ Gino said quietly. He pulled his scrubs trousers down a little, showing me his pubic area. I could make out the shape of his cock in his scrubs, stiffening slightly. But the obvious thing was his shaven pubic area with a small bio hazard tattoo where his pubes had been shaved. ‘Fuck, that’s hot!’ I said, without thinking. ‘Oh sorry, ‘I then blurted as he readjusted his scrubs. ‘Don’t be. I’m not!’ He replied. He then carried on stroking by cock with his latexed hands , gripping tightly almost as if he was choking my hard cock. ‘You like that I can tell’ he continued ‘and you are conflicted. Your cock went so hard when you saw that tattoo’ I was feeling my cum beginning to rise as the nurse carried on working my cock. ‘ I need to test if you can ejaculate’ he explained. He was edging me. When you’re like this you say what you really want don’t you?’ ‘yes’ was all I could say as he continued to edge me. ‘ok I can prescribe PeP for you, or I can do what you really want and give you nothing. The likelihood is that you are probably going to find that you are already infected and that the PeP would only work for yesterday. And you will still become Hiv positive. I was now just so aroused. ‘Tell me what you really want Neil?’ ‘ I want to be positive, I don’t want the Pep !’ I just blurted out ‘ever!’ ‘Good man ‘ he responded as he took me over the edge. I ejaculated over my shirt as I came. ‘ok Neil’ Gino continued matter of factly’ you have confirmed that you don’t want prep and you are comfortable with potentially becoming positive. You also do not have any erectile or ejaculation ptoblems. I will put down in your notes that you are now my patient, so if you feel ill at all or need advice on testing you can come and see me. Is that ok?’ ‘yes nurse’ I replied. ‘Are you happy with that decision?’ He fixed me with a sexy stare ‘yes nurse I am’ A wave of relief came over me as I knew definitively my path. ‘ Hopefully I will be seeing you sooner than a month if you feel ill. I will run your tests.’ Hopefully the virus will claim you ‘ he whispered as he handed me a paper towel for me to clean my shirt. ‘ oh and here’s my card with my mobile on if you need to make a direct appointment’ ‘uh thanks nurse’ I said smiling as I left the room, without the prescription I had come to get, but feeling much more content without it. to be continued………….

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I definitely have a bit of a feet and sock fetish. I think the smell, the taste turns me on the most. I like it more intense and sweaty, stinky and with a strong manly aroma. I like it when it's a bit more rough, like from a working male

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