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New story. I'll be releasing 2 parts. I might write more if enough men like it. Hope it isn't going too dark. Maybe you'll want it to go darker. Let me know. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 1 Some may say that what I do is wrong. Some may say it’s unethical. Some may say it twists the laws of nature unnaturally. They’d be right. That doesn’t mean I’ll stop. I stood at the bar of Club Baridos, drinking a beer, watching as a hoard of college students danced. It was spring break, and every year there was an influx of uninhibited kids looking for a good time. Busses shuttled them here from all over the country, sometimes all over the globe. We had alcohol, drugs, sex. There wasn’t anything else they could want, meaning we attracted thousands at a time. This was good for me because I liked having a selection. I originally stopped at the club to pass along some “contraband” to the owner, a friend who often tipped me off to suggestible young men looking for a “daddy” to take control for a few hours. I wasn’t for hire. I just had an insatiable need to fuck. At this time in my life, money meant little. The contraband was just for fun. The only need I had was to have my bare cock buried deep in a man’s ass. I’d already fucked a student that morning, a young man from UCLA, a Junior studying business. I think his name was Keith. I didn’t ask what he studied or where he went. I also didn’t want to know his name. He told me all of this because he had gotten nervous once I got him back to my place. Clearly, he had been new to the whole “bottom” thing. He wasn’t new anymore. I broke him in like a pro. I also made sure he left with a parting gift. He had been a good fuck, even if his talents hadn’t developed yet. Still, there’s nothing like slamming your dick so far up into a man’s body that their eyes roll back, their heads contort backwards, every muscle and vein in their neck straining as they try to breathe. Their hands grasp at either the sheets or my arms which hold them down. For most, their dicks, which I make sure are left untouched, are rock hard and shooting cum along their stomachs. If I’ve done a very good job, they’re shooting up to their chins, sometimes shooting into their mouths which are open in silent screams of ecstasy. Even with that morning fuck, I was ready for more. I turned away from the crowd in the club and looked into a mirror mounted on the wall. I lifted the tight sleeve of my left arm and could see the faint markings of my biohazard tattoo. In dim lighting, it was almost unnoticeable. When I’m fucking a chaser, I don’t mind if it’s seen. Most of the time, that’s when the tattoo is at its darkest. For now, it was fairly faded, proving my dick had been doing its job well. One more fuck and it would be absent for nearly a year, their time now mine. These “innocent” lives used to give me more time, my tattoo fading for years at a time, their expected years left lasting only a fraction of what they used to now. Times had changed. My days were lessening, even when I passed them off to someone else momentarily. I never got the same amount of time for each guy. Every fuck was a gamble. Good thing I'm addicted to both fucking and gambling. Sound fucked up? It is, but that’s the kind of man I am. All I had to do now was find the guy. Whose time would be running out, becoming my own? I scanned the room, watching the dancing students, and immediately spotted a young man who was standing at the outer edge of the dancefloor, his eyes focused on the movement at the center of the club. The lights gleamed in his eyes, the neon strobes revealing a bright smile. There was stubble across his face, just enough to allude to the fact that he could grow a full beard if he wanted. His black hair was cut short on the sides and styled on top. My mind instantly imagined what it would be like to have my hands running through his hair, grabbing tight, and forcing my dick down his throat. He wore a button-down shirt with the top three buttons undone, revealing what looked to be a defined chest covered in hair. I had nothing against men who shaved, but I preferred men to look natural, rugged. These college students were at their prime, their bodies proving them to be adults while their minds were still wired to act on impulses. They were the perfect choice for me, and this young man was my selection. I made my way through the crowd, my eyes focused on him. I caught the eyes of several lusting individuals. Standing at six foot four, I’m usually the tallest in the room. My wide, strong shoulders and muscular arms take up space and attract attention. I know my greatest asset is my body, so I keep myself in shape. Having once been in the military, I found I looked good with shorter hair, and it gave me a look of dominance. I was the picture of the perfect alpha, even turning other alphas around and fucking the dominance out of them. To put it plainly, I was the definition of sexy. I was the definition of a predator. I moved myself until I was standing next to the young man, my presence unnoticed by him so far. He was distracted by those dancing, his foot tapping along with the music. “Don’t you like to dance?” I asked, making sure my voice could be heard without having to yell. He turned to me, curious to why a stranger was making conversation with him, and then smiled once he saw who was trying to gain his attention. “Not really,” he said, his voice cracking for a moment. He looked embarrassed, something which I found adorable. I also knew he would be easy to convince. “I’m surprised your girlfriend isn’t dragging you out there against your will,” I said. “I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said. “Oh, sorry.” “Actually,” he said, looking me over, as if noticing me for the first time. “I’m gay.” “I see,” I said, having already known this. It was easy to tell, at least for me. I could always tell if a man was straight, gay, bi, or whatever. Even if he were straight, it would only add a few extra minutes of convincing to get him on his back, legs up, hole open, his dick ignored. Him being gay and seeing how he kept glancing up at me, his six foot frame the perfect height to admire my chiseled features, I knew it would take little convincing to get him where I wanted him. It was where he wanted to be too, he just didn’t know it yet. “I’m amazed none of the drunk twinks have thrown themselves at your feet just to suck your dick.” His eyes grew wide at the thought, a slight smile turning his mouth. “I’m not… uhm… I’m not very good with… all that.” “All what?” I asked. I knew how I looked to this young man. I looked concerned, caring, genuinely interested in what he was saying and why. Practice makes perfect. He opened his mouth to answer, but I could tell his shyness was getting the best of him. Even though he oozed sex appeal, clearly his confidence was lacking. This was perfect for me. “What?” I asked. “Sex?” A wide grin filled his face as his cheeks grew red. “Uh, yeah. Basically.” I scoffed. “Yeah right,” I told him. “I’m sure men are throwing themselves at you all the time.” “Not really,” he said. “Well, that can’t be true,” I said. “I mean, look at you.” With my words, he started to look himself over, as if my recognition of him was presenting himself to him for the first time. “I’d take my chance asking you out if I was younger,” I said. “You know, more your type.” His smile faded a bit. “What’s my type?” “Like I said, twinks. Those thin men, youthful, hairless. The type who look as if they haven’t hit puberty yet, but are actually legal.” As I painted him a picture, I saw his face turn in disgust. It was almost too easy. “I don’t like those type of guys,” he said, making sure he made his point. “Oh really? And what kind of men do you like?” “I like,” he said, looking me over, eyes taking in every inch of my body, “you.” “Really?” I said, grinning. “Like you,” he quickly corrected, embarrassed again. “Men like you. That’s what I meant. I like men like you.” “What? Old?” “No,” he said, a bit of his confidence returning. “Older. Older than me. Thirties. Forties. How old are you?” “Older than you,” I said, winking. Though I doubt he noticed, I watched as his tongue stuck out for a brief moment, wetting his lips. “I don’t like hairless guys or scrawny guys.” “So, someone with your body type?” I asked, reaching out a hand and opening the top of his shirt a bit, looking at his strong, hairy chest. “Yeah,” he said, eyes looking down at my hand, nearly touching him but painfully apart. “But stronger. Bigger. You know, like I said. Someone like you.” I moved my hand back to my side, noticing how his body leaned toward me, trying to get closer to reclaim the space I’d taken away. “Well, I don’t know if you’ll find many men like that here,” I said, looking through the club. “But, you’re here,” he said. I looked down at him, watching as the lights gleamed in his lusting eyes. I smiled. “I am,” I said. I had him. ** My apartment wasn’t far, and the walk there was quick as I felt the anticipation of the young man growing, his pace moving us along. “What’s your name?” he asked me as we climbed the stairs to my apartment. “Hunter,” I said, smiling. If he only knew, he’d understand the irony in my name. “What’s yours?” “Austin,” he said. “Sexy name,” I told him, leading him down the hall. I opened the door and motioned him inside, watching as he crossed the point of no return. I had a nice apartment. It wasn’t too flashy, but it wasn’t a mess. I routinely had men over, so I had to make sure everything looked nice. He looked around, taking everything in. “Do you want a drink?” I asked him. “Whiskey,” he said, the word sounding almost foreign coming out of his mouth. I would have guessed that he’d only been twenty-one for a short period, and I had the feeling that he hadn’t been one to drink anything harder than beer while in high school. The excitement of being here along with the drink would send him into overdrive, delivering him into my hands easily. I made him his drink, making sure there was a considerable amount of whiskey, my own drink having less. I wanted a clear head. He drank his drink quickly, whatever nerves he was feeling quickly silenced. “Another?” I asked, sipping mine. “I’m fine,” he said, handing me the glass, eyes wide as the alcohol still burned through his system. I put our glasses down and reached out to him, grabbing his sides, pulling him closer to me. “You are fucking gorgeous,” I told him, looking down into his face, my eyes moving down to his chest. “I’m glad I got to you first before anyone else did. I probably wouldn’t have stood a chance otherwise.” His hands moved up along my chest, feeling my heartbeat beneath. He looked in my eyes and leaned forward, pushing his lips against mine. His mouth opened up for me without protest, his need for me to accept him breaking down whatever barriers he’d normally have in place. He desperately needed me to want him, unable to recognize that I had wanted him even before he’d seen me. I wrapped my arms around his body, pulling him against me, our chests pressed together, strained gasps for air adding extra force. His crotch pressed against mine, and I could feel his dick already fully hard and rubbing against my own erection. Our need to explore each other grew in intensity, his hands moving down my body and grabbing at my shirt. “Wait,” I said, breaking our kiss. I took his hand and led him down the hallway to my bedroom where I turned on the dim lights I knew would be able to hide the faded remnants of my tattoo. “That’s better.” He tried kissing me again, but I lifted a hand and rested a finger against his lips, giving him a wink. I unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my strong, muscled, hairy chest beneath, but I kept it on, my tattoo still a secret. His eyes drifted down my chest, following the thick trail of hair which continued down below my jeans. Once again, his tongue darted out, licking his lips. “Disappointed?” I asked. He looked into my eyes and shook his head. “No,” he said. “Actually, I’m worried you’ll be disappointed in me.” “That can’t be farther from the truth,” I said, stepping toward him and taking his shirt in hand, my fingers unbuttoning until his chest and abs were revealed. He too sported a trail of hair down to his pants, and I was sure with age it would thicken (would have thickened), rivaling even mine. I moved my hands beneath the shirt and over his shoulders, causing the shirt to slip off. His body was even hotter than I imagined. He clearly went to the gym, but he wasn’t overly muscular. I imagined in his future, once college was done, he’d probably add on a few pounds around his gut and become a bear-to-be. Again, this would not happen now, not once I was done with him. Instead, he was a cub, and I was ready for more.

Chapter 5 Tyler is so turned on by what has just happened that his thick heavy dick is rock hard and sticking straight up, defying gravity. He lines up his cock head with with Jakes wet, sloppy hole. “Did you like taking your Dad’s poz cock boy?” Tyler asks. Jake seemingly in a daze replies, “yes sir”. “Your Dad and I have been planning this for months. You see, I noticed you checking me out in the shower a while back. So I started putting on some shows for you by jerking off in the shower. I guess the interest in my dick must run in the family because not long after your Dad and I started working out, I noticed him checking out my package and knew I had to poz him. I started fucking him regularly after our workout sessions and he converted shortly after your 18th birthday. It was then that we devised a plan to covert you ass. You see it was not an accident that your bike tire was flat. Your Dad had popped it before you left that day and when I found you on my run I knew your were mine”, Tyler explained with a devilish grin as he began to slide in to Jake sloppy hole. “Jason, make this slut clean off that dick”, Tyler instructs Jake’s father and then the men reposition Jake on his hands and knees and Jake takes his fathers cock in his willing mouth tasting the combination on blood and cum on this own father’s dick. Tyler begins to reinsert his fat cock in Jake. This time taking advantage of the already loosened hole he slams the balls deep and making Jake gag on his dad’s cock. Grabbing a clump of hair in his fist and screams, “TAKE THAT POZ COCK FAG!” Jake struggles to take all this cock as he is being pig roasted. “We have plans for you now, son” Jason begins. “We are gonna make some money off this neg hole. We are gonna whore you out around town and show you what a cum slut you are. Test your limits and see how many loads you can take in that slutty hole.” “That sounds good to you Jake?” Tyler asks as he pounds deep into Jakes used hole. All Jakes can get out is a muffled gurgle sounds as be suck down his dad’s dick. “WHAT’D YOU SAY FAG!?!?” This time when Tyler asks, Jason pulls his dick out of his sons mouth and Tyler grabs him by the neck slightly choking him. “Yes please!” Is the only thing Jake can manage to say as he struggles for breath. “That’s my good little boy, you’re gonna make daddy so proud” Jason smiles as hold his face in his hands. This response has Jakes dad rock hard again. “Let’s see how much cock that hole can take” Jason says. Tyler repositions himself on his back and instructs Jake to sit on his dick reverse cowboy style. As Jake does this, globs of juicy cum leaks out of Jake’s wet hole and onto Tyler’s 10” cock lubricating it. As Jake slides down on the fat cock, his dad leans him back and positions himself between his legs and hands him a bottle of poppers. “You’re gonna need these” Jakes dad explains as he meets his son with a deep passionate kiss. His dad tastes his own cum in his son’s mouth as his rigid cock snakes its way to his sons already filled hole. Jason looks his son’s eyes as Jake takes a deep inhale of poppers and Jason positions his massive cock to the hole below as Tyler slowly fucks Jake. As Jake’s dad slides his fat mushroom head in his sons holes Jake eyes widen and groans in pain and pleasure “You’re gonna need to take another hit to take both these cocks son” Jakes dad instructs and then Jake takes another deep inhale from the small bottle. “You wanna make daddy proud of you right son”, Jakes dad asks as he slides a little deeper in. Jake can only nod yes as he struggles to take the two huge cocks. He feels like he is being ripped in two as he struggles to take them both. The poppers making him feel warm and lightheaded but the pressure is too great and he resists. “Please no more! I can’t take it” Jake implores. Jakes resistance only makes Jason hungrier for his son’s ruined hole. His flared dick now hard as steel forces its way in, ripping Jake’s hole wide open. “You’re gonna take these dicks boy!”, Jake grits through his teeth. Both dicks deep inside Jake’s wet hole begin fucking him. Overwhelmed by the volume of dick inside him, Jake has an almost out of body experience as he is fucked by both men. Jason is in ecstasy with his dick inside his son's hole and his own dick sliding up and down on the dick that converted him. Jakes wet hole lubricating their dicks and sliding out on to both men’s big hairy balls. “I think this boy needs a refill of charged cum” Tyler exclaims. “Yeah he does!” Jake’s dad says in agreement as he positions his hands around Jake’s shoulder and neck for leverage and to slightly cut off his sons breathing. Jake stokes his cock as the muscles are tensed in his body by the vicious double fuck being assaulted on his body. Each of the men’s stokes getting deeper and deeper. “Fuck, I’ve got a huge poz load for that jock Pussy !” Tyler exclaims “You wants that charged load deep inside you don’t you son?”, Jake’s dad asks. Jake nods “Beg for it fag!” Jason says sternly. “Please …. Please…. Please “ is all Jake can manage to get out with the pressure of his dad’s hands on this throat. “Give him that poz load Tyler!” Jason exclaims . “TAKE MY DIRTY POZ LOAD YOU STUPID JOCK FAG! “ Tyler shouts as his flared cock begins shooting his DNA deep inside Jakes muscle ass. “FUUUUUCCCCCKKK”! The feeling of Tyler’s cock shooting inside and the sight of his muscular father fucking him sends Jake over the edge and he begins to shoot cum all I’ve this smooth chest and Abs. “That’s it boy! Shoot that load! Show us how much you like being used like the jock fag you are!” Jake’s father encourages. “The dick that made you is now going to knock you up!” Jason grits as his orgasm builds. With that Jason’s cock begins to flooding his sons hole with hot viral cum. “FUUUUUCCCKK, CLENCH THAT JOCK CUNT ON MY FAT POZ COCK!” Jake dad shouts as he chokes harder on his sons throat casing Jake to nearly pass out. Jakes dad breaths heavy as he struggles to catch his breath after the intense orgasm. His sweaty body collapses on his son’s Jake, sandwiched between these two muscular men and cum leaking from his muscle hole, is in heaven.

I had been kind of avoiding the bathhouses in my city since before the pandemic. Because of some local bylaws, we do not have dark rooms or sex clubs, and my last few experiences at my local bathhouse had not been the greatest. I had most of my fun in the past few years either at guys' places or at sex clubs and dark rooms while traveling abroad. But with my recent discovery of MDMA a few months ago, I have been experiencing unknown levels of wild uninhibition. Last Sunday, a guy invited me over to his place to hook up. He offered me a pill of MD as I arrived and we chatted for a while. After an hour, I was feeling nothing and the sexual chemistry with the guy was not there, even though he was very nice. I politely excused myself, got dressed, and made my way out. As I was walking to the nearest metro station, I was thinking about how horny I was and how difficult it may be to find someone quickly so I decided to head directly to what used to be my favorite bathhouse, which is known for being the place to bareback. Condoms had never been a question there for me, contrary to other places. As I was sitting in the train, I started to feel dizzy, with an insane thirst for dick and cum. I was feeling hotter and hotter, starting to sweat, even though I was sitting down. This MD was definitely stronger than the very first one I had a few months earlier. I was afraid I would get too high before I could get to the bathhouse, and as I arrived at my station, I walked very carefully trying not to trip or look drunk. After the short walk to the bathhouse, I tried to stay composed at the check-in counter, afraid they would deny me entry for being already fucked up. But I must have given a good enough impression as they let me in. I asked for a room in the basement, where the dark maze was, as I knew that's where most of the action happened. I made my way to my room, it was perfectly located close to the dark maze and most guys would have to pass by my door to go there. I was getting hornier by the second. I quickly undressed, completely naked and got out of my room, my towel on my shoulder instead of around my waist. I had never been this high before and for someone who usually dislikes being totally naked, I could not care less at that point. I was walking close to the wall as my balance was a bit compromised. The beat of the music was resonating like never before in my head and the lights, as dim as they were, were dazzling me. I arrived to the dark area, a sling hanging at the entrance of the narrow maze like space, lit in red. It was a Sunday, late afternoon, and although the crowd was not big, there was still a good number of guys to have fun for a few hours. I was walking trough the dark corridors, making my way between guys. My vision was affected and could (and was not trying) to make out their faces. I put myself in a corner, under the small bulb projecting a very dim yellow light. It was not long before I was grabbed by someone who kissed me. I had not had time to see who it was but I could feel his beard on my face. I was ready to kneel to suck his dick but he flipped me before I could go down, pinning me to the wall and starting to explore my hole with his fingers. I heard a spitting sound and a dick being shoved into my ass without warning. I screamed a bit but he did not care. He obviously wanted to unload and he fucked me for only a few minutes before shooting his load deep into my guts. I was shaking, I was dizzy and I fell onto my knees, still facing the wall. That first fuck had attracted the others and it was not long before I had another dick up my hole. Guys on Sunday evenings are usually looking to unload quickly and they are not trying to hold it. The second guy lasted a bit longer I think than the first one as I was busy sucking on cocks being presented to my mouth. A third one took his place, my hole become sloppier with cum dripping out. I was also covered in sweat, even if I'm not usually a big sweating guy but the MD was making me drip water. As the guys were taking turns on me, it felt as if my mind was leaving my body. As high as I was, my head spinning and my heart beating like crazy partly from the excitement and partly from the blaring music, I was seeing my seeing myself, naked on my knees in this dark sloppy corner, not able to tell if I was in pain because of the brutal way some guys were fucking me or having pleasure. I was thinking about how much of a shy and introverted guy I usually am, and the shame I would feel if my friends and colleagues were to see me like this. But I also could not care less at that time. I was greedy. I was showing them how much I wanted their dicks and loads by trying to make eye contact with them. They probably could tell I was all high, just looking at my glassy eyes and my sweat-drenched body. I was only a hole, separated from my mind. I don't know how long I stayed like this. I only got up when I noticed that there were no more guys fucking me. There was a puddle of sweat below me. I made my way to my room to lie down, thinking I would try and take a nap but I could not fall asleep and just closed my eyes. soaking all the weird feelings the music and the lights were giving me.

So I 44m he is a 20yo South American boy who I have dating for about a month now after chatting online for a year. Over the past year he has told me how he loves seeing my slam videos online and how sexy I was. I asked him a few times if he partied like that , his response was a stern “NO” but he didn’t mind that I did. In my head I thought to myself “. If I can get him to hang just one night , I will get him slamming and loving it . So finally after a year of begging to go on a date he finally messaged me and asked me on a date. We made plans for that Friday for me to come to his place and we order in and watch a movie and just chill. Friday finally came and as I was packing a bag a of course packed all my pointing supplies , hehe, in hopes I would get to convert him . When I got to his place I was so nervous I could barely even speak especially since he came to the door wearing just a jockstrap. I was in awww as a gazed over his young furry (in all the right places ) muscular frat type body and huge package . His reply was “I knew you had a jockstrap fetish so I wore this for you “. He then made me strip down to my jockstrap then brought me in to his living room, while he went to the kitchen to grab drinks . I sat on the couch waiting for him to come back with our drinks. He sits next to me and we immediately start talking about Tina , mainly him asking tons of questions and me answering til about the 10th one and was like “how about I just show you “. He got really shy and quick change the topic “so tell me about your ex’s” he said , I told him how my past bf’s we were in open relationships, we loved having our cake and eating it to . (Him being so young ,20 , of course didn’t understand that saying). So I just continued explaining my history. I especially loved hearing about their hookups , turned me on knowing they were out slamming with other guys and getting fucked by the entire city . My friends would text me pics of my bf getting fucked by them or getting fucked at the party they were both at . He stated he has never been in an open relationship, but it sounds fun and is very interested. Earlier in the evening I asked him if he wanted to slam , he says to me , he definitely wants to try tina just not tonight as he is fumbling with his jockstrap,trying to hide a massive boner . (The kid is 5”10 170lbs with a 10x8 massive uncut cock ). Ha by the looks of it something wants it now. He tells me that on Saturday mornings he takes care of his 80yo uncle , his uncle counts on him so much . I was like well that’s just an amazing act of goodness(definitely scored some points there ), It was getting late so I decided to call it night just go home then and try another time. But then as we were hugging he made the first move by sucking on my neck and before u knew I had him bent over the back of the sofa and was eating his hot 24yo hairy ass and him begging for my Cock. We fucked for a couple hours til we both shot our loads all over each other just as his roomate was coming in the front door. Which was fucking so hot! We ended up falling asleep naked on his deep oversized couch. I wake next morning to his roomate on the other end of the couch jerking his 20 something huge cock , (kids these days all have monster dicks). So of course I crawl over between his legs and just start deep throating the fuck out of this kids Dick , He cums in a matter of seconds , shoots ropes upon ropes of cum down my throat , so much that I couldn’t even swallow anymore , and as I pull away from his cock it’s still shooting all over the couch between his legs and i swear it kept using cum for 15 min . It was the hottest thing ever . He says “you should see this cum shot when he fucks my boys ass”. He finally wakes up an hour later , and the three of us fucked before I had to leave for work at 11. As I was leaving I told the boy that I get off at 7 so let’s hangout again. He said of course but had a shitty grin on his face as I walked away. I didn’t think much of him since he said he was going to help be helping his uncle til around 5pm when I hadn’t heard from him all afternoon even after texting him a couple times. 7pm rolls around and I am heading home , I decide to call him to see if we are still on for tonight, he answers but his voice sounds really different, now it’s a change of voice pitch that I am very familiar with since I am a slammer and I could here porn playing in the background. I was like hey what’s going on where are u ? He replied “I did it babe , Please don’t be mad “ Did what I replied “I slammed babe , “. I was instantly rock hard and told him “ fuck no I am not mad, it’s fuckn hot babe , and so hot that ur fucking honest “. He tells me that he was so turned on by our conversation last night that he met up with a 78yo muscle daddy that begged him to let him slam him for the first time. My boy told the man that he has a Bf ( which I thought was so fuckn hot ). And that the guy didn’t care and told my boy that I could join later . My boy knowing that it turns me on hearing my bf hooking up he ran with it. When I called they were getting ready to slam for third time , i asked for them to wait and the old man said no but he can watch via FaceTime . So I immediately FaceTime call my boy , only to see him naked hard as a rock in a sling and twacked the fuck out and here comes this hot old guy with a huge thick cock and syringe with a hefty amount of fluid in it. When I asked the size , the daddy replies .8 . I was like fuckkkkkk that’s so hot. I watched him stick the needle in my boys arm and then just rams the plunger down pushing all that meth it into my boys body.. My boy jolts up starts coughing and talking tweaker talk as his blasts off to another dimension, he’s coughing he’s thrashing around telling the daddy to fuck him , fist him , use him repeatedly over and over again and telling me to get over there now so I can fuck him up more. I got home ,stripped out of my clothes , and was sitting naked on the couch watching this video old man use and abuse my boy when my roommate walks out of his room into mine with needles in hand, hands me one and we slam up. I show him my boy in action, he says let go fuck him up with that guy . It was so hot hearing my friend wanting to do that with my bf . So we got dressed and went over to the guys house. A different guy answered the door and let us in , he was naked and rock hard and sweating profusely, he guided us back to the man cave where I met the old man and find my boy in a sling with three daddies around him. I went over and kissed him as well as praising him for doing this today . He smiled at me and begged me to slam him , I turned around and the old man had the slams already for me. They again were .8 and it was less than two hours since he last was slammed, I was hesitant at first til the old man ordered me to slam my boy again . So I did , and watched him go into total whore pig ecstasy. I fuckn loved it , watching him get plowed while I laid on the bed so the old man could slam me up and have his way me. Omg that .8 was amazing. We fucked and slammed two more times til morning everyone had left and the old man was past out on the couch . So we laid there in the old man’s bed tweaking out like crazy , he still rock hard with cum oozing out of his hole. I kept eating from my fingers . He kept telling me how this was the best night of his life and can’t wait to do it again. I was like fuck yeah we definitely will my little Chem whore. Stay horned for part 2

Last week I was driving to an appointment in Orange Park , Florida and sometimes I have Grindr up just in case I might get lucky. Well with that being said , I looked and saw the Red message light with a Pic of a cock and two words "Wanna Fuck". I answered of course followed by where located. As the map populated with directions it was less than 3/4 mile away and in a neighborhood where I played with a top a few years back. This got my blooding flow quick and when I made the last turn I knew exactly where I was going. I parked and he greeted me at the door and told me which bedroom. I asked if he had poppers and he said they were old, but as horny as I was they could been totally skunked and I would not have cared. We both got naked and he was already prepared with his cock ring on. I jumped on the bed went ass up and told him to go easy since it had been a while since I had a BWC ( 8-8.5). He lined the head of his cock against my mancunt and the resistance was what I expected, I took a big hit of poppers and within seconds I felt my self relax and then he was able to work the head in, took another big hit and next thing you know I feel his balls against my ass cheeks. He started pumping me at a good pace with long deep strokes and within minutes I feel him tense up and pump his first load into me. Since we had played in the past I knew he was good for second round without going soft, he stayed in the same position and resumed pumping even pulling all the way out a few times and going right back in balls deep. By now the wetness of my hole,smell of cum and poppers was in the air and he had shifted position from traditional doggie to climbing further up top and getting the deepest penetration. He dug me out and I was urging him on to breed my mancunt again, he tensed and buried his cock full depth, this time when he shot I could every spasm as his cock was shooting. I ended up getting off and locked my cum out of my hand, he pulled out and the feeling of emptiness came over me. When I stood up I had cum running down my leg and I knew I was loaded well. All in all from the time he initially messaged me it was a total of 15 minutes or less from door to door. My mancunt was wet while at my appointment and it was not easy to hold it from leaking. Today I will see him again with photos and video to add.

Got picked up by a married bloke the other night. 40s bald proper daddy bear beard /belly ...chatted online for a bit and he’s been saying he’d really wanted to fuck me for a while ...never got more than a bod pic and cock shot out of him ...then out of the blue he asks if he can meet. I was “sure but cant accom” , he asked if I was ok outdoors / car ...yep stood in the cold waiting for him and he pulls up in a land rover says Hi and I get in. Never seen his face before ...pleased about the bald and beard look ...more chubby than he was in his pics but he’s fine lol get to a parking spot down one of the lanes and he sits there not saying much ...I put my hand on his leg and he’s on me lol ...we snog for a while and get a good feel of each other through the jeans 😜 hes feeling big “wanna get in the back?” he asked ...so we do and trousers are off ...i was right he’s big and I go down on him dark bush of pubes at the base of a thick uncut 9” tastes really good...after a bit of this I come up for air and hes snogging me again ...im sat across him now and his fat dick is rubbing between my bum cheeks ...hes well wet. I’m really enjoying his hairy chest and belly and manage to get his cock head lined up to my hole ...he says “you got a rubber mate?” ...i reply “no have you?” ...he hasn’t and hesitates for a bit ...i slide his wet cock round my hole and use some spit to lube up and start to lower myself on to his knob ..”oh baby boy” he says as I start to relax around his shaft and start to ride him ...hes in well deep and I’m leaning in to it 😉 my cock is rubbing off trapped between us as I ride him ...then hes asking “want to to pull out before I cum?” ...”fuck no ...fucking breed me daddy” I say ...and that does him ...hes throbbing a load in me...and im cumming on his belly too ...he’s still rock hard in me so I rock back and start to ride him a bit more ...and fuck if he wasnt up for more ...this time hes fucking me ...hard.. and cums again in my sloppy hole ...fucking love car sex sometimes. He said after he didn’t think I’d let a bloke like him fuck me lol

Part 5 My first appointment arrives at 8:30. It's one of the younger guys and he says nothing. He drops his pants and sits on the bed. Then he starts playing straight porn loudly on his phone. I know what to do. I put his cock in my mouth. I suck it, lick it, swallow it, anything I can think of to get him off. After a few minutes, his breathing picks up and he lets out a big sigh. A nice warm load to cum fills my mouth. Seeing that doesn't want to acknowledge me, I take my time slowly swallowing it down. It's a tasty load and I didn't eat breakfast this morning. At 9:30, my first fuck of the day arrives. He's an older guy, maybe the oldest here. What he does shocks me: he kisses me. Hard and deep. None of these men have even acknowledged my mouth other than it being a cum receptacle. Then he slowly removes my clothes and lays me on the bed, just my frail pale skin and a locked away dick. He fingers my nipples, then sucks on them like they're tits. It feels amazing. He works his way down my body, kissing every part. He even kisses the head of my penis through the cage. Then he lifts up my legs and dives his big hot tongue in my pussy. Fuck! I did not expect any of this at all. Once I'm well lubed with saliva and moaning like the whore I am, he inserts his cock. He fucks me missionary style and stares deep into my eyes. He keeps calling me Maria, maybe that's his wife's name? Finally, his whole body shakes as his cock erupts inside me. He collapses on top of me and kisses me again, the taste of my pussy on his lips and tongue. I wish this never had to end, but his break is over. By 10:30, I am recovered and ready for more. The next man is no lover. He wants to fuck my mouth, and that he does. I choke down his cock as his big hairy nutsack slaps against my face. He cums violently down my throat and it's hard not to choke, but I manage. Good thing I've practiced so much on black football players back on campus. I get a break from the fun part of my job to set up for lunch. I know Luis has plans for me, so I need everything ready early. When the clock strikes noon, the door opens and eight sweaty Mexican men pile in the trailer. Some look at me and others don't. They make their way to the table to eat. Luis is last in the room. When he approaches me I ask, "Do you want to eat or fuck first?" He gives me an evil grin and says, "Both." He pulls out a chair, drops his pants, and sits down. Then he grabs a sandwich from the table and starts to unwrap it. "Get to work," he says. "Right here? We have a bed now. Maybe we should..." Luis lifts up his gold chain and jingles the chastity key as the room starts to fill with laughter. "Yes sir," I say as I approach his chair. "Fuck yourself," is all Luis says. I take it from there. I drop my skirt and panties and face away from Luis, so all the men can watch as they eat. How I wish I had those poppers that are sitting by the bed right now. Thankfully I'm opened and lubed from the lovemaking session earlier. I start to lower my ass onto Luis' cock, which is standing straight in the air. I grab his cock and direct its head into my opening, my hands not able to wrap all the way around it. I start to lower myself into it and wince in pain as his head enters my hole. The men are loving it. Chants of "white whore" start up again, which motivates me to keep going. And of course some are filming it. As Luis eats his lunch, I work my way down until I'm fully impaled on his cock. It feels amazing yet painful. I can feel him poking my guts. I pause to let my hole get used to the feeling, but Luis' deep voice quickly reminds me, "Fuck yourself, boy!" With that instruction, I begin bouncing up and down on his cock. It feels amazing, like I'm being probed by a Mexican god. Every time I'm all the way down, I feel the heat of his enormous balls, full of seed. In this moment, I wonder if Luis has any children and think of how jealous I am of any women he's knocked up. I continue to fuck myself and Luis shows no sign of cumming. The men continue to eat their lunches, stare at me, and shout things to each other in Spanish. Fuck, this feels so good. Then, it happens. Out of nowhere, I have the most intense orgasm of my life. I moan like the whore I am as boy cream erupts from the piss hole in my chastity cage. I've never cum without touching myself and am shocked this is happening. This only makes the men laugh and cheer harder. As exhausted and euphoric as I feel, I know I can't stop until Luis breeds me. I keep pounding my hole over his cock until I finally hear that familiar growl and he starts to erupt inside me. He taps me to indicate he's finished and I slowly stand up and remove his massive tool from my stretched hole. Luis then commands me to "clean up the mess you made." I get down on the floor and lick up the pile of my own boycum. As I do so, my open and cum filled hole is on display for the men to enjoy. I feel humiliated. I feel used. But I feel right. I have the best job in the fucking world.

PART 6: The Days After Robert I left Robert's house early the next day as I had to get to work, let alone go home and clean myself out. That day I thought a lot about Robert, and what had transpired the previous day. I would like to say it was because I was high, or intoxicated, but it was neither. It was pure lust and happiness. Throughout my day, and evening, I reminisced about yesterday, about Robert, about John, about being bred contentiously. I reached out to Robert several times to let him know how much fun I had and how it was such a great day. Of course, Robert invited me over that evening, or anytime, to hang out, and fuck obviously! Because he is also very sweet, Robert wanted to know how I was doing with all that happened, both mentally and physically. This was all over email and after a while Robert asked if I wanted to come over and talk. I told him I would love to, but it would have to be the day after as I had plans. He said sure, he was open and we agreed for me to head over tomorrow after work. When I arrived at Robert's house, I didn't have to wait at all as he was waiting by the door. Robert was wearing a t-shirt and loose shorts this time, and I didn't necessarily see his cock outline, which I did the first time I arrived. I walked in and immediately hugged Robert as he shut the door behind me. "So good to see you Tim, thank you for stopping by." Robert said as he held me close. I felt so at ease now. We parted and Robert asked me if I wanted to change into shorts and a shirt. "I would love to" I answered. I followed Robert to his bedroom, upstairs, remembering the other night and sleeping in this man's bed. Robert went to his closet and returned with shorts and a t-shirt. "I will be downstairs Tim, no rush. You can shower if you like." "Thank you, sir,". Robert walked out and down the stairs. I undressed and placed my clothes on the bench at the end of the bed. I walked into the bathroom, thinking about taking a shower, but decided I just wanted to dress and head downstairs. I found Robert in his office sitting at the computer. No fucking sounds coming from the computer, damn, so he must have been working. I sat down in one of the chairs and watched Robert work, focus on whatever he had going on. Robert turned to me, "Tim check these out" and he motioned me over. I stood and walked around the desk to see what Robert was focusing on. As I rounded the desk and could start to see what was on his monitor, I immediately recognized the scene. There were several pictures of Robert fucking me from behind, the pictures John must have taken the other night. I couldn't move, I was soaking them all in. As I leaned in to closely see my red puffy hole taking this man's massive black cock, I felt Robert's hand running up the inside of my leg to touch my hardening cock head. "Isn't that fucking hot baby?" Robert asked. "I have been looking at these all day, just the way my black cock looks in your fuzzy ass, oh man Tim, it is perfect". "It is baby, I can't stop looking." I turned to look at Robert, "your cock is so fucking big and gorgeous Robert". It is then I looked down and saw Robert had pulled back his shorts leg and his cock was fully exposed to me. I felt his fingers find my hole and I immediately stood up...I wanted him to finger my ass again, but knew I needed to shower first. "Robert, can I shower and clean out?". "Of course, baby, the shower is yours. There is a wand already attached, put it on today, just in case". He smiled I grabbed his big cock really fast, and then headed back upstairs to shower. Robert was right, I opened the big glass shower and turned on the water. Attached was a wand to clean out my ass. I stepped in the shower and felt the warm water running over me. I soaped up all over, cleaning my entire body and then soaped up my ass and the wand really good. I turned changed the water flow to the wand and slowly inserted it into my ass. I was still a little sore from being fucked two days ago, but the feeling was a lot more pleasurable than not! I let the water flow into my guts until I felt everything had come out of me. I pulled the wand free and let the water run out of me. It was then I noticed Robert leaning against the wall, big cock pulled out of his shorts and slowly stroking. "Robert!" I shouted. We both laughed. "Not nice sir, I didn't know you were there:" "Sorry Tim, I just came up to check on you and saw you cleaning your ass. It was just too hot to not stop and watch". Robert pulled his shorts back over his throbbing cock and asked if I needed anything. "No thank you, I am good. Be out in a minute: Once Robert left, I ran the wand inside of me again one more time and then let it drain out of me. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the nearby towel that was there for me. I looked in the mirror taking in my hanging semi hard cock. Playing in my ass always gets me going. I got dressed in the shorts and shirt again and headed down to find Robert. Robert was again at his desk, but this time his cock was out of his shorts leg and clearly aroused, and leaking. "Still admiring our pictures, I see", I said moving in next to him. Immediately Robert's hand found my leg and moved up under my loose-fitting shorts, fingers running under my balls to my ass. "of course, I can't stop looking at them, they are so sexy". "You should use some of them in your BBRT profile", I suggested. "I was actually going to take that down, or thinking about it". Why baby? I think you should keep it up, add those pictures, and reference me in your profile. Well, that is my thought", I said smiling. "We will probably get a lot of tops asking if they can 'help'" Robert said laughing. "We can only hope", I said biting my lip and getting hard. Robert stood up and removed his shorts in one move. He then sat back down and pulled my shorts down too exposing my clean ass and swollen cock. Now he was squeezing my ass firmly, letting his fingers run around my hole. Robert then guided me in front of him and pulled my ass apart with both hands. his tongue found my hole and I bent forward more so he could probe my ass! "Fuck baby, that feels so good", I said. "Baby, we didn't get any pictures of John fucking me, that sucks". Robert pulled his face away from my ass for a moment, "oh I know, John has reminded me about a hundred times since Sunday". "Does he want to fuck me again and make it right?" I asked. "Yes...he talks about it a lot, about fucking you, and how you felt on his cock. Tim, you can honestly tell me, did you enjoy John fucking you?" I turned towards him, knelt between his legs, held Robert's big cock in my hand and said, "yes I really loved John fucking me, but only because you were there to enjoy it to, that made it special. I fucking love your cock the most Robert, I find my cunt needing you more and more". I then lowered my mouth to his huge leaking cock. I am no expert cocksucker, like other gay men, but I did my best to keep up with his precum and stroked his cock at the same time. Robert was moaning now and rubbing his hands up and down my back...gripping my ass cheeks to pull me open. "Suck my cock baby, fuck that feels good. do you like my precum?". I just moaned my approval. "Good, I want that precum in your ass". I took Roberts cock out of my mouth and looked up at him, "do you have lube in here baby?". Robert slid open a drawer and there was and a cock ring. Robert handed me the bottle. I popped the top and squeezed a good amount over Robert's cock head and started to stroke his cock while lubing him up. I then squeezed some into my hand and applied it liberally to my ass and hole. I then stood up, turned around facing the screen and squatted over Robert’s cock while holding my ass open for him. Robert put his leaking cock head right at my hole and I eased down a little and felt his cock head pop in past my tight ring. Robert's hands moved to my hips to support me as I slowly lowered myself a few more inches, then off, then down more inches. I kept this up until I felt Robert pushing deep into my guts. I wasn't sure if I could take him completely in this position, but I kept trying. Robert said, "Fuck Tim, take all of my big cock, put it deep in you". Finally, I was able to lean back on Robert and put my feet up on the desk to brace myself. he continued the motion for us, sliding in and out of my ass. I loved this position after all, so fucking deep. I kept looking at the pictures of us fucking. "Tim, I want to take pictures of John fucking you, us both fucking you, multiple times in a day. What do you think about that?" "Mmmmm...baby, I want you that way. I want you both to breed me multiple times and please capture him breeding your boy deep". I think I felt Robert swell a little bit when I said that. Robert slapped my ass cheek once and pushed me forward to the desk. "I want you in my bed, now!". He then continued pushing me off his big cock. I had that feeling once again, my hole gaping open from his thick cock. I got up and moved out of the way to so Robert could lead me to his room and bed. After entering his room, I immediately went to the bed and climbed on, waiting for him on up on my knees. Robert hesitated so I could take in his body and huge leaking cock. He knew I loved watching his cock and his motion. I laid down on the bed on my back, spread my legs, and said "please come fuck me" That was all the invitation Robert needed. He joined me on the bed, immediately falling between my legs and laying on me, his big cock between us leaking all over my oozing cock. Robert leaned in and kissed me deeply then raised up between my legs, pulling my legs up and apart, resting them on my shoulder. He was rubbing my hole and applied more lube to give me comfort. Robert guided his big cock to my hole and told me, "I am going to breed you so deep Tim". He then started pushing in me again. Those initial inches of his big cock made my cock ooze cum, without me shooting. Fuck he was so sexy! "You are taking my cock Tim, all of it. I am going deep and going to fuck you full". Robert then pulled out several inches before going back in deep again, I know he was pushing on my second sphincter now, pushing deeper and deeper, then pulling out, and pushing deep again. his pace started becoming very steady with long slow strokes deep into my cunt. I wanted to stroke my cock so bad and cum hard, but every time I touched my cock Robert pushed my hand away and told me "Not yet". This continued for what seemed like forever, but was probably closer to fifteen minutes, when I felt Robert picking up his pace, in and out, and growing even harder. "Tim I am close. I am getting harder. I am going to push deep into your guts and cum." and he moaned again. He pushed in deeper than I have ever had a cock and told me "Take my load baby" and started pulsing his big heavy load into my stomach, I knew he was trying to impregnate me. My cock throbbed all by itself and started shooting on my stomach at the same time! It was at this time I knew I wanted to be his and converted by him. With Robert putting his poz seed past my second ring, I am sure I would sooner rather than later. Soon Robert was lying next to me on the bed, me on my back and he next to me, leg over mine and his wet cock on my thigh, still oozing. "Tim, I do love fucking you, it is so intense, what is with that? I mean I get so deep in you and your ass just milks my dick, I can't help but cum hard and even cum in you. I do love cumming in you, but you do know at some point, odds are I am going to convert you Tim." I looked Robert in the eyes, reached down and squeezed his cock, and said "I know baby, believe me I know. I have thought about it so much since Sunday and can't stop thinking it will happen and I will always carry you in a special place in my heart for that." "John could also convert you Tim, which I am ok with, but that is a possibility". "Yes I know, and if you are ok with it, I am too. Right now, it is only you two putting your poz loads on me, you more than him, and way deeper, so we have to live with that, the not knowing." "Tim, should we plan a day this weekend for us to fuck you again"? "Yes, please baby, I want that really bad." Soon we drifted off, me dreaming of Saturday. I left Robert's later that night, making it home to my bed and some great rest. The plan was to confirm with John about Saturday and making it an all day, night, event. Robert and I agreed to not masturbate at all the remainder of the week, and keep our distance so nothing could happen. Robert would also suggest the same to John. I awoke for work and texted Robert while getting ready. "I loved last night, thank you baby. let me know if you hear from John today! EXCITED" When I got out of my shower and getting dressed, I had a response from Robert. "Tim, you are so amazing, thank you for coming over yesterday, loved it too. heard from John already, he is in and no cumming this week" I immediately got excited, this was going to be a tough week. 🙂

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 1 - Sam's New Job Sam's money was gone and he definitely needed a job. His latest rent was still unpaid, so now any place had to be accepted. Sam's daily route passed the window of a sex shop, where Sam had already seen an advertisement a couple of weeks ago. The advertisement was looking for an organizer for a part-time employment relationship. Sam decided to go and ask if the position was still open and what skills would be needed. Sam was a 24-year-old, slightly overweight and medium-sized young man. Sam studied mathematics at university and he had only had sex with a few of his boyfriends. Always safely. The last relationship had already broken up half a year ago, so no one had been inside Sam for more than half a year. Sam is 100% bottom. Sam arrived at the sex shop and nervously went in to ask what was expected of the organizer. George, the owner of the sex shop, studied Sam and asked a few questions. In the end, George concluded that the role of organizer is a good fit for Sam. The task requires precision, so Sami, as a university student, will definitely succeed in it. George said that the task of the organizer is to participate in the organization of the weekly Thursday Roulettes. Sam already had time to think that perhaps studying mathematics is also useful in the roulettes organized. George asked Sam if he could start right away. Today is Tuesday, so Sam has plenty of time to join this week's Thursday roulette arrangements. George showed Sam the back room where the computer is used to manage the arrangements. The registrations will be sent to the email, which Sam should follow up. The registration period ends every week on Wednesday at 12 noon. Sam must always list the registered people in two different columns, one for bottoms and the other for tops. Sam must contact all the registered people personally and confirm their HIV status and make sure they are not using prep. The age of the bottoms must also be recorded in the list of registered participants. All HIV positive and using prep bottoms should be rejected. Sami must also confirm the HIV status from the top and those who are positive must be asked if they are taking medication. For positive unmedicated patients, Sam should record in the list what their viral load count is. At this stage, no top is rejected, but the accompanying information must be accurately recorded in the list. Next, George said that after the registration period ends, 8 bottoms will be selected from the list in order of age, meaning that the 8 youngest can always join. The next two are notified that they are on reserve. Choosing tops is a bit more complicated, but 10 are always chosen. First, 8 negative ones are chosen, but if the number is not full, then more tops are chosen that are medicated. Finally, the two tops with the two highest viral load counts are selected. When all the choices have been made, Sam should inform all the chosen ones that they have to come here to take an HIV rapid test on Thursday between 10 am and 2 pm. Sam should ensure that only the two selected positive tops show positive test results. If the test result of someone selected is incorrect, then Sam must look at the alternate person on the list and ask him to come and be tested immediately. When all the tests are done and show the right result, it's Sam's job to make sure that everyone knows to come to the right place, at the right time. Thursday roulettes are organized on the outskirts of the city in an industrial area, where a small industrial hall is rented. Thursday roulettes always start at exactly 18:00, when everyone must be there and ready. There are two doors in the hall, of which the bottoms use the one with the big 0 and the tops use the door with the 1. Sam's job is to receive the bottoms. Bottoms must take off their clothes completely. No more than socks and jockstraps can be left on. There are 8 fucking benches in a row in the room. Sam's job is to tie the bottoms to each one of the benches. The order of the bottoms does not matter. Meanwhile, the tops come off in another room. Naturally, the tops get to choose what to wear. But if someone has any tattoos or other marks that reveal their HIV status, they must be hidden. The idea is precisely that all tops look equal. When the clock strikes 18, the tops are let into the room where the bottoms are waiting. After that, all the tops can freely fuck the asshole that is free and that they want to fuck. There are only two absolute rules: 1. no rubbers. 2. the sperm must always go into the bottoms asshole. Roulette continues as long as even one top can fuck. It is desirable that each top inseminates at least two different holes, but that is up to the tops themselves. Sam stared at George with wide eyes. "But doesn't that run the risk of the virus from the viral tops moving on and infecting an innocent bottom?", Sam asked George. "What innocent bottom? They're all chasers," said George.

There's another way to deal with "group" Breeding events, but it does take a while to develop, particularly in sparsely populated areas; Say you know 4 or 5 other guys that love raw sex (T or b), and you've known them long enough for them to become somewhat of a "regular". Get those 3,4,5 guys together, and form a "fuck group". Don't let them get too big; instead encourage "spin-off's", i.e. other groups forming. Make getting together to fuck a regular thing - monthly, every other month, daily (wouldn't surprise me, ya bunch of pigs), whatever. The schedule isn't important, the regularity of the group Breeding is the point. Each guy can/is encouraged to bring fresh meat to the next event, whether Top or bottom or switch. Don't hesitate to mention the group to other horndogs you know, and spread the word. Try to get the word out within the gay community that there are these groups forming in the area. It doesn't work as well in large cities, where there's easy sex in numerous bars, backrooms, fuckjoints, and it's more likely to "take off" in smaller towns / rural areas. The point is, if a handful of these "groups" can be established (naming them can be a hoot), then gradually one group turns into 2 or 3 "groups", and larger events can be planned with the camaraderie of guys that have at least a glancing knowledge of most of the other guys. That, in itself, will retard any negative behavior alluded to in some of the above replies. The ability of those who never learned manners to not mess up other people's places, or ghost events will either be eliminated, or the guy will be. This may not be an attractive idea for some guys who love the adventure, mystery of cruising fresh meat, but it can be a fairly reliable source of action when getting enough raw sex is presenting a problem. Obviously, not every guy will be able to make every single event, and that's fine. This worked fairly well some years ago in Northern Illinois, where there are plenty of very small farm-towns along route 173 far enough from Chicago to inhibit a lot of going "into the city" for sex. Some of those farm boys will take your breath away !!!

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 2 – Sam´s first Thursday roulette When George went away for a while, Sam immediately googled what George meant by 'chaser'. Sam was shocked. Is he now organizing sex parties where young men let HIV positive men fuck their unprotected asses on purpose. Sam had always practiced safe sex and always insisted, even tested partners, to use rubber. At the same time, however, Sam was already calculating the odds of how many of the eight bottoms could get a powerful seed inside. The thought of this being some kind of competition made Sam's cock harden a little. However, Sam's work started to go really well. George had been right that Sam would be good at holding all the strings in his hands. Sam handled the registrations, interviews, testing and informing the participants smoothly. On Thursday evening, George and Sam were the first to arrive at the warehouse. The sight of eight fucking benches next to each other excited Sam, even though the place looked very dirty in Sam's opinion. The first bottom arrived and George said he had to go prepare the tops. Sam followed the bottoms taking off their clothes and started tying the first one to the fucking bench. The youngest man was 19 and the oldest 27, so practically everyone was very close to Sam's own age. Some of the boys left their jockstraps on and some stripped completely naked. The young men's bare cocks and jockstraps bulging turned Sam on. Sami started to feel a little outsider when he got the last bottom attached to the bench. When everything was ready, he peeked through the door to the tops side to tell George that everything was already ready. George was in the room on his knees in front of one man, sucking the top's cock. George motioned Sam into the room and told him to help him get the tops ready. As soon as the doors open, it's important that the men are immediately horny and the cocks are wet with saliva. Without thinking, Sam knelt down and opened his mouth to the first cock. At a fast pace, all 10 cocks went in between Sam's lips. Each man took a moment to fuck Sam's throat until they pulled away. After that, George opened the door and said that now the floor belongs to the tops. Sam watched in amazement as a top walked behind each bottom and immediately pushed himself into the bottom's ass. The tops immediately started to fuck the bottoms. George pulled Sam over to the two waiting tops and told Sam to kneel next to him. Our job is to serve the tops while they wait their turn, said George, taking top's cock in his mouth. Sam did the same to the other. After a while, a hole in someone's bottom became free and the top that Sam was sucking moved to fuck the bottom. The top that fucked the bottom came for Sam to suck. The man said that the boy's tight ass had felt very good, but he hadn't wanted to give up his first load yet. His goal is to go inside as many holes as possible and seed at least two holes tonight. Sam tasted cock for the first time, which tasted like bottom ass juices. The cock also tasted a bit salty, which Sam assumed was the man's pre cum. The next hour and a half continued so that the men in Sam's mouth changed and very quickly Sam noticed that the cocks no longer tasted like ass juice but clearly like sperm. Sam greedily cleaned the men's cocks before they were thrust into the new ass again. Excited Sam had completely forgotten that there were also two tops with a really high viral load count. Only after the end of the evening did Sam realize that their sperm had definitely ended up in Sam's mouth and Sam had swallowed it along with the saliva. All the tops had already left for their own room. Sam followed along as the bottoms put on their clothes. They all looked satisfied and happy. Sam felt a little jealous and an outsider again.

PART 2: Massage Time While driving home all I could think about was Robert, his cock, and his invitation. My mind was racing with thoughts of tasting that cock, holding it in my hands again, and possibly having it inside of me. My mind drifted back to that tattoo, 'he is poz' I kept saying, but that didn't ease the strain on my cock, which was hard most of the ride home. When I arrived home I quickly got on my computer and emailed Robert telling him how great it was to meet him today and that if he ever needed help with his computer, please let me know. I wanted Robert to know I was interested without seeming too eager. I stripped down to be naked and sat back at my computer, I now had to browse some black cock on the internet. Within minutes I had a response from Robert. Dear Tim, It was great to meet you too. I felt as though in our brief time we had an immediate connection and I thought about you the entire drive home, mostly good thoughts! <wink>. Thank you for your offer for computer help, as I mentioned mine is always giving me fits so you are more than welcome to help me with these constant pains. ha. Please let me know when you can come over and check it out, tonight is good if you have time. Like I said, I can pay with a great massage that I am sure you would enjoy. Hope to hear from you soon. Robert My heart lept, and my cock started getting hard! I immediately responded to Robert letting him know I could drop by around 7pm if that was ok. Of course he said sure and sent his address. I had to start getting ready and prep myself further for going to visit Robert. After showering and cleaning out my ass once again I dressed in some loose fitting shorts and a tshirt Nothing too constricting as I am sure I would be semi hard most of the time visiting my new friend. I drove the twenty minutes to Robert's house which was located in a nice peaceful residential neighborhood, very cute. I knocked on Robert's front door a few times and turned around to look at the neighborhood again. I heard the door open behind me and I turned to see Robert standing in the door way with a big smile on his face, "Tim, great to see you!". Robert was dressed in a white wife beater shirt and thin white bicycle shorts that didn't leave anything to the imagination. "Please come in". I walked in and felt the calmness in his house. Soft music was playing, the fragrance was soothing, and it was very clean. I like all of that a lot. "I was just going to have a glass of chardonnay, care to join me?", Robert asked. "Yes please, thank you". Robert walked to the kitchen and I followed. Robert already had two wine glasses out, pretty much knew I would like a glass, and poured from a chilled bottle on the counter. Robert handed me a glass and thanked me again for coming, "oh, I should show you my computer". I said "sure". Robert led the way on the first floor to what seemed like this office. Robert pulled the chair out for me and said, "let me know what you think"? Robert was standing next to me now as I took a seat, knowing that gorgeous big black cock was right next to me was exhilarating. First thing I noticed on the screen was a web browser open to what looked like Robert's barebackrt.com profile, sneaky devil. Immediately I noticed all of his naked pics and some private naked pics. I wanted to read through every detail and consume it all, but I quickly looked over all the pictures and asked, "um, what are you having problems with"? I turned to look up at Robert while asking, but my eyes never got past his cock that was growing and straining behind the thin white fabric. oh fuck! Robert slowly rubbed his long cock one time and then said "sometimes when I watch videos on here they don't play any sound, and what is the fun of not having fucking sounds while watching fucking videos?" and laughed. "can you show me an example?" I asked "sure". He took the mouse and opened another browser that was on youporn.com, to a video that was all ready to go, a black man fucking a white ass bareback. Robert pushed the play button and I just started at the scene, that made now sound, so he was right. "It is so fucking hot, but I want to hear the sound of him fucking his bottom". Now I was so hard and no hiding my cock either. I fumbled for the mouse, letting my hand linger on his until I took control and started doing what I remembered to get the sound to play. I figured out the problem pretty quick and immediately we heard the sounds of these two men fucking. It was sooooo hot. You could hear the top black man sliding his raw cock in and out, the wetness of their fucking, and the bottoms moaning and begging for all of his top's big black cock. wow! After about thirty seconds of that, Robert quickly paused the video and said "whoa, I better save that for later" and laughed. "Thank you for fixing that Tim, it has really been bothering me. Now, are you ready for that massage I owe you?". "I would love that!". There was just no hiding our hard cocks now, so we just ignored the obvious! haha Robert led me to the basement where he had his studio setup. There were pictures of nude men, artistically done, hanging on the walls. The soft music was here as well, but there were candles burning now in what felt like a zen type garden. "You can undress in that room Tim, leave your underwear on if you like. When you are done come on out and we can get started". I disappeared into the small changing room that had a mirror on one wall, a chair for changing, and a small stand for my clothes. Well, little did Robert know I didn't wear underwear to his house. Thankfully my hard on subsided as I got ready to leave the changing room. When I opened the door I found Robert there, next to his massage table, wearing just a short robe. Wow, he was a fast changer. He placed a towel down for me to lay on and then looked up. "oh nice, full nude, much better anyway". "I didn't wear under my shorts so I hope that is ok" "Oh yes Tim, I think that is the best way to get started. Please lay down on your stomach and I will begin." I got up on the warm table and laid down on my stomach with my face in the hole cutout. Robert patted my ass cheek lightly, "perfect Tim". I could hear him squirting oil into his hand and then I felt his warm hands on me. At first I was very anxious for Robert to just go for playing with my hole, but that subsided quickly as this expert took over really giving me a great massage, my shoulder and back felt wonderful and at times I almost dozed off. With more oil applied right above my ass cheeks, Robert took the time to start slowly rubbing his hands over my ass and then slowly kneading each cheek. Of course his hands were not small so my hole started getting plenty of attention. The pleasure my ass started receiving was incredible and soon my hips were matching his kneading hands and I was moaning softly. I felt Robert's hands leave my ass and he asked, "Tim do you mind if I take my robe off, it is getting a little warm in here?. I turned my head towards Robert and answered "please do". I could already see the huge tend in his short robe. I had to watch him slowly take his robe off revealing that massive cock that was now hard and leaking. once his robe was on a chair, Robert lubed up my ass some more and got close to the table, the tip of his cock brushing my leg and ass. I let my head fall back to enjoy the pleasure I was receiving. "you have a hot ass baby" Robert said has is finger brushed over my hole again, but this time it stopped right on my ring....and slowly entered me! Not just lightly this time like the beach, but rather pushing in past his first knuckle. Spreading my ass apart with his other hand. "fucking hot baby, you sucked my finger right in". With his free hand, Robert took my hand and guided it towards his big cock. I started slowly stroking him as he finger fucked my ass. I lifted my head from the table again and turn my face towards my sexy new friend. I stared at his cock and opened my mouth. Robert got the hint and guided his cock to my mouth. I could barely fit him in at first, but that salty goodness of his precum was what I really needed to taste. Robert pulled his finger out of my ass and smacked my ass a little rougher this time, he was now moaning and leaking more. "Tim I really want to be inside of you, please". I took my mouth off of his cock and said "I want you bad baby, please fuck me". Robert stepped away from the table behind me where I couldn't see. I heard a drawer slide open and close. He was next to me again, positioning me on my back with my legs at the end of the table. I watched him move between my legs his cock bouncing and leaking like crazy. Without asking me, Robert reached over and opened a condom, taking it out and sliding it on his meaty black cock. I saw him then get lube and applied some to my ass and hole and then his condom covered cock! He put the lube down, lifted my legs, and pulled me closer to the end of the table. I could see Robert's cock start to soften a little bit. I asked, "are you ok? is everything ok? We don't need to fuck Robert, It is just a turn on to be around you". "oh baby, it isn't that. I am sorry. I have been poz for a while now and don't really use condoms anymore. so using them always takes me a while to get used to and realized not everyone wants to go without." I sat up and put my hands on his chest...rubbing his sexy chest hair. "Robert, it is ok, I do understand, once you get used to fucking raw, how could you want to go back?". with that said I reached down and pulled the condom off his cock, tossing it aside on the floor. I grabbed his big cock and said "since the moment I saw you I wanted to feel your heat in my cunt. Can you do that?" I could feel his cock hardening in my hand, like magic. "Tim, are you sure? I am poz and I believe you are neg." My legs were still up on his arms and I tried to guide his big cock to my hole, let the precum soaked tip touch my hole, "please be gentle baby" is all I said! Robert kissed me deeply and I let my arms reach around his neck. The next thing I felt was his cock head pushing into my tight ring! oh fuck!! that feeling of him stretching me open, wow! I reached down to feel his rock hard bare cock entering me! Robert stopped after a few inches, letting me get used to his size. "Tim you are so tight, I fucking love it". I leaned into Robert, "give me your cock baby". Robert had both of his hands on my hips and my legs up over his arms...he slid out about an inch and then started sliding in more. I could feel his precum was adding to the lube as I got wetter and wetter. I was moaning loudly now, "give me your big cock baby, fuck me good". Robert then pulled out almost all the way and slid back in, one full long motion. "push out on your ass when I slide in baby, I want to get all of my cock in your tight cunt" I did exactly what this sexy fucker said, I pushed out slightly when he slid in again and he went further than any man ever had, so deep. Robert looked me in the eyes, "I want to put my cum in you that deep Tim, but only if you want it too. I can pull out and shoot on you, that is very sexy and I would love to see that". My hand went to Robert's ass and pulled him into me, so deep, "please cum in me, deep, Robert". Robert just moaned and pulled out again, to slide back in. I knew that got him..he couldn't control his fucking any longer. Sliding in and out, my ass getting wetter and wetter, prepping for his hot cum load. I just kept talking nasty to him between my loud moans. "Fuck me Robert, cum deep in my ass, please breed me baby. breed my neg ass deep". I could feel him swelling, bigger and bigger I thought he would tear my ass a little. By this point my cock was so hard I couldn't hold back anymore, without touching my cock I started shooting my hot load all over he and I. Robert grunted hard and shoved all the way in as his thick veined cock unloaded all of his poz cum deep in my neg ass. so many throbs and jets of hot cum, I couldn't even believe how long he came! After about five minutes of Robert deep in me throbbing, he slowly pulled out and now I know what all of those men felt like, my ass felt so empty after his massive cock. my hole must have been open as it felt like my insides were exposed to the world. Robert looked down at my hole and said "fuck Tim, that is so sexy. your hole is still open wanting my big cock". He was so right! I wanted more and more, but was afraid to tell him that.

Sex Enhancement Drug Trial Subject Week #1 I had just started college and was blown away by the costs. I was in need of cash and decided to check out Craig’s list for jobs. There was one that caught my eye and got my cock stirring. The head line read, “Gay males needed for sex enhancement drug trials.” I clicked the link and read the complete ad. It asked for gay college age guys age 18 to 22 who were in good health, did not use drugs of any kind and were either a bottom, versatile bottom or versatile. It required me to send a picture with my height, weight, cock size, if I was cut or uncut, the date of my last HIV test and the results. I had known I was gay as early as I can remember and with my jock body didn’t think I’d have issues finding guys to hook up with, but this was a wet dream cum true. I wrote my e-mail telling them that I was 18, 6’ weighing 160 pounds with a 7 1/2” cut cock. I included a couple of pics I had of me in my Speedo from high school swim team and a couple nudes I had showing my cock and ass. I continued to check out Craig’s list when a reply to my e-mail arrived. It asked me to drop by to complete my enrollment process. This included my filling out some paper work and submitting to blood and urine tests. The next day I dropped by the test site office just off campus. I was greeted by a cute stud that looked to be in his mid to late 20’s. He had me complete the appropriate paper work, had some blood drawn and filled a urine specimen cup. I was asked to commit to a decision how I would take the drug. The first way I could take the drug was in the form of a pill by mouth where I would be paid $250 a week. The second way was by nasal spray where I would be paid $300 a week. The third way I could take the drug was by suppository where I’d be paid $350 a week. The last way I could take the drug was by shot and I would be paid $500 a week. Since I had no problem with shots I selected the last method so I could get the most money each week. I was told that I should hear from them by the end of the week with further instructions. I arrived back at my dorm room after class on Friday to discover a message from the testing company. My labs came back all fine with a clean drug screen and a negative HIV test. They asked if I was available to participate that night in the first round of trials. If I wasn’t available I’d have to wait a couple months until the second round of testing began. I responded that I would be at the testing site at the scheduled time ready to participate. I arrived early for the trial and was shown where I could lock up my clothes. I was then shown to the shower area where a hot guy made sure I was cleaned out and ready to play. After I was all ready I was shown to an area they called the prep room where I sat down and the medication and was given final instructions before receiving the drug. The guy about to give me my shot told me “Some guys cough after getting the shot, so don’t be alarmed. You will probably feel your heart race a bit, that’s normal. If the drug is working correctly you should feel the need to get fucked immediately. After you have received your shot you are to enter the play area and have as much sex as you want. You will be monitored by close circuit TV and the number of times you have sex will be recorded along with the number of loads of cum you take inside you. Since all participants have been screened it is your choice to use protection. Most participants choose to take it raw or bareback.” I watched as he placed a rubber strip on my arm just as they did when they drew blood. He then took a syringe with the drug inside and stuck it in my arm. I watched in fascination as the contents disappeared into my vein. He then put pressure over the injection site, raised my arm overhead and asked if I was ready. I nodded ‘YES’ and he pulled the rubber strip off. I coughed a couple times and felt exactly as he described. I NEEDED TO BE FUCKED!!! He let go of my arm and told me to have fun. I walked through the door and noticed 4 other guys from college that were in different areas getting fucked. I was quickly approached by a hot stud with a hard dripping cock. The thing looked to be nearly 8” as he pushed me to my knees and fed me his tool. As I sucked his cock I was approached from behind and felt a couple hand pull me into doggy position as the stud I was sucking dropped to his knees. I kept working the cock into my throat I felt a stiff cock at my hole. Before I could look I felt the cock driven deep inside me in one stroke. Normally it can take me a while before I can take dick like that but the drug they gave me had me wanting that cock bad. I took a moment to ask the guy fucking me to pound his load home. He wasn’t one to disappoint as I felt him hammer away while I tried to coax a load from the guy I was sucking. I could hear the guy fucking me begin to breath heavy indicating he was close to cumming. He then thrusted in deep and groaned out as I felt his cock spasm in my ass. It wasn’t until the guy fucking my throat pulled away that I got a good look at the stud that just fucked my hole. He was as hot as the rest with a cute tattoo on his lower abs. I could barely make it out and wasn’t able to place it but thought I had seen it in biology or the doctor’s office before. As he pulled out I noticed that he had fucked my bareback and I had taken a stranger’s load. In my mind I didn’t care, I just knew I needed more cock. I didn’t have to wait long when the guy that I had been sucking slammed his tool inside me. With the priming I did with my mouth I didn’t have to wait long for his load when I felt his cock spasm inside my hole. I lost track of time but by morning I had been fucked by every guy in the place and some more than once. As I left the testing site I was informed that I was fucked almost 30 times and took about 20 loads. I was told to return the following Friday for my next session.

I drove home from Nashville Sunday morning - a 90-mile drive - having spent the last night taking cock in a hotel room. I still had nine loads inside me as the result of my night of service. I don’t know anyone in Nashville, but an acquaintance from Chicago I met at IML last May had had come down to visit family, so I made arrangements to come down and take a hotel room so he could fuck me again. He also offered to be my doorman as I hosted. It was a successful night of hosting, especially for a Saturday - I usually avoid Saturdays because I find I have less luck then than any other day of the week, but this was the only day my acquaintance could meet. Aside from him, nine other complete strangers showed up to breed me. Between them all, I ended up being loaded nine times. As I drove, the number stuck with me for some reason, and I couldn’t shake the realization that my body now contained - and was actively absorbing - the reproductive fluids of nine other men, eight of whom I had largely not even seen, and one of whom was a mere acquaintance. I had, essentially, allowed nine strangers to insert their penises inside my body and ejaculate. (The first of them had a cock roughly nine inches long - I could tell by the way it threaded through my second ring.) In a general public sense, a man’s penis is considered a feature to keep hidden, at best a private, intimate thing; at worst, a thing considered unclean because of the fluids it produces. We don’t walk around in public with them hanging out (for the most part) and anyone who does is usually arrested because it isn’t considered decent. Of course, countless tomes have been written on the nature of the phallus as a designator of power and influence, and undeniably so. It is the single most defining token of masculinity. For all the protestations that a bottom isn’t any less a man because he receives cock, there is persistently, undeniably, something significant about the statement made when a man penetrates another man. Sometimes the point is made openly, but the subtext is always there due to humans’ binary reproductive nature - in that moment, the one is being less a man than the other. I never penetrate. I’m always the one penetrated. I not only allow it, I make it possible. I spend my money to arrange it. I endure discomfort to experience it. Yet I’m not ignorant of the way most people would perceive what I do, or their likely opinion of me if they knew. What, then, does it mean that I have allowed myself to become this? Yes, I was trained by a man who sought to draw out this part of my nature, but the nature was there to be drawn out. Who have I become that I would let nine strangers use their cocks to rut me like a breeding animal and inseminate me? Nine of them in a night. Nine, though, isn’t that significant a figure, actually. I had already passed the 999 mark in men who have fucked me, a while back. You can’t be un-fucked once you’ve taken a cock, so how much more completely far gone am I now? There is no denying it - I am not a man in the way the men who seeded me are. I know that a breeding doesn’t actually combine a man’s DNA with mine, but the fluid he pumps into me is a product uniquely of his body, and some of that fluid, and the compounds it contains, are absorbed into my flesh to become part of me. I know that my body has fused with the products of over a thousand men, the vast majority of whom are complete strangers, and many of whom I never saw at all. I now have difficulty framing a rationale why any man should not fuck and seed me, when I have accepted so many indiscriminately. I have accepted that my anus and my mouth are receptacles for what society considers unclean organs and the sexual fluid they emit, and done so so often that there’s no point in thinking otherwise. So what does that make me? What can people legitimately think of me? Obviously, some would say ‘you faggot’ and I have no grounds to dispute it - and I have to appreciate the irony that that phrase contains 9 letters. Nine feels like a heavy, weighted number because it’s incomplete, not quite ten. It leaves the sense of something lacking, something unfinished. Perhaps that’s why these nine loads resonate within me - they seem to call out for more, and I know that there will be more. Because I’ve become a cumdump, and there’s no going back.

These days when I get horny, all I can think of is barebacking. Thinking about a hole wrapped around every inch of my raw bare cock drives me stupid wild, browsing this site makes me need to fuck bareback so badly.

This is a story I wrote for my husband for some fantasy sharing. It's my first post, and I hope y'all like it. The *ding* on my phone got my attention. I knew that tone meant a message in the app my husband and I used for our dirty talk. We’d been exchanging messages all week while he was traveling and now he was headed home. “Feel like playing? Maybe a little Dom/sub time?” I smiled and my cock stiffened a bit. “Of course, sir.”, I replied cheekily. *Ding* “Meet me at the adult bookstore in the booths in an hour. Wear something easy to strip out of and be prepared for me to fuck you.” I was fully hard nearly instantly. I quickly made sure my hole was clean and headed out. Got to the store and seeing he wasn’t there yet, paid my fee and wandered inside. It was just after the workday so it was busy with guys looking for some quick action before they went home. About 10 minutes later I see him come into the booth area. He heads to a booth and nods for me to follow. We feed the video machine and put on some hot bareback porn. Gently grabbing my waist and pulling me to him he kisses me deeply, his tongue hungrily exploring my mouth. He kisses down my chin and neck and up to my ear and then whispers our code word to me, as a question: “Property?” I knew what he wanted and I got harder. He wanted me to submit and do as I’m told. No questions. Safe word, of course, but in the absence of my need to use that, he would decide what we did, how, and with whom. “Yes sir.”, I replied, knowing that should be the last thing I said unless absolutely necessary or he asked specifically for a reply. “Strip.” I quickly got out of the gym shorts and tee I was wearing, having gone commando under. “Knees”, he commanded as he opened his pants, turning so anyone in the other booth could watch from the gloryhole. He pulled out his cock, which wasn’t hard yet and I immediately found out why as he fed it to me with one hand and grabbed my hair with the other and commanded, “Drink.” With that he opened the flow and started pissing in my mouth. I swallowed furiously until he finished. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, wiping the last few drops on my cheek. He looked down at me and smiled as he stroked his now rapidly growing cock. When it was hard he slid it into my waiting mouth again and gently fucked my face. After a minute he pulled out of my mouth again. “Do you have lube and poppers?”, he asked. “Yes sir.”, I replied. “Give me the lube. You use the poppers. Get as high as you want.”, he said with a wicked grin. I fumbled in the pockets of my shorts on the bench, pulling out the lube to hand to him and find the poppers for me. After I took a big hit and the rush hit me, he fed me his cock again. While it was in my mouth, he says, “Ass in position, slut.” Without taking his cock from my mouth, I moved on my knees, pushing my exposed ass out and up as much as possible. I heard him squirt some lube on his fingers and driving his cock to the back of my throat, he leaned over and worked some lube into my hole. While making me choke on his throbbing dick, he worked fingers into me, adding more lube until I was slick. He stood up and pulled his cock from my mouth. Leaning down, he says, “I want to do something different. I’m going to leave the booth and go on the other side of the gloryhole. There’s no one there. I’m going to feed you my cock until I’m ready to fuck you. Keep working your hole with your fingers if you want while we do that. And last thing - when I leave this booth, close the door but leave it unlocked so that I can get back in. Clear?” “Crystal, sir.” “Good boy.”, he said, smiling and tucking his cock back in his pants. He slipped out of the booth and I closed the door behind him. Looking through the gloryhole I saw him enter the adjoining booth, close the door, and pull his cock out again. When it came through the hole, I went back to work. I heard him sigh in pleasure. The porn in both booths set the mood while I sucked him, taking the occasional hit of poppers. After about a few minutes of rhythmic thrusting into my mouth, he pulled his cock back through and leaned down to speak to me. I turned my ear to the hole to hear. “In a second I want to fuck you through gloryhole. Put your hole up against it so I can get in your whore ass. I’m going to pull out now and then, and maybe use some fingers. Do not take your hole away from the wall unless I tap on it three times. Nod your head if you understand.” I nodded and saw him stand up, lubing up his cock. I stood up and backed against the wall, spreading my cheeks as I bent over and feeling the plywood against me as my hole met the opening. Moments later his finger went in. First one, and as he felt me relax, a second, then a third, moving gently in and out, twisting and stretching so I would be ready to receive him. The cool air and emptiness I felt when he pulled them out didn’t last long, as I quickly felt the tip of his rod at my hole. He pushed slowly, pausing as I gasped and relaxed, and then pushed farther until I heard him make contact with the other side of the wall. “Oh fuck your ass feels good.”, he moaned. He began thrusting into me, slowly at first. But then with more urgency. He pounded me, his belt buckle striking the wall and I was sure we both knew everyone in the arcade could hear it. The he slowed down and took up an easy rhythm. It was then that I heard the door to his booth open and close. He was whispering to someone, but I couldn’t hear what. He pulled out of my ass but replaced his cock with two fingers, rocking them in and out of me while the whispers continued. “Hit the poppers good, whore.”, I heard through the wall. I took a long hit in both nostrils, holding them in and feeling the warmth spread through me, and that blissful light-headedness hit me. The only thing I could think about or feel was the fingers in my ass. And then they were gone. And once again I felt his cockhead push against my hole, this entry easier than the first, and the thrusting began at once. I heard the door to his booth open and close again, the stranger leaving. For a few seconds the only sounds were the porn on the screen and the groans of pleasure from both sides of the gloryhole. As ordered, I had not locked my booth door. Blissfully taking the cock in my ass, I hear the knob and looked up as it opened. My husband walked in, pants still open, stroking his rock-hard cock that was slick with lube and the juices from my ass. It only took about a second for him to shove the cock that just been up my hole back into my mouth as I realized through the haze of poppers and sex that I was getting fucked by a stranger. My cock, which had started to soften, sprang back to attention. “Suck that dick, whore. Clean your ass off my cock.” I moaned. “You’re getting fucked by a total stranger. Do you like it?” “Yes sir.”, I tried to say with a mouthful of cock, tasting myself on him. He leaned down, cock still in my mouth, and whispered, “He’s in your ass bare, and I told him to pump his cum up your guts, you nasty slut.” I groaned and shivered as he straightened back up, grabbed my head, and began to face fuck me. I sucked his cock for all it was worth. “Blow your load, whore.” At that order I reached down between my legs and stroked my cock. With the bare cock in my ass pounding harder, it only took seconds before I grunted around my husband’s dock in mouth, I came hard, my ass clenching around this stranger’s dick. My ring tightening was all he needed. I felt a final push deep into my hole hard and heard him groan loudly and felt his cock throb and pulse inside me. I knew he had just bred me. My husband fucked my face harder and in seconds held my head down and almost shouted as he pumped his cum into my mouth. He backed away as I felt the stranger pull out, and the cum started to dribble from my ass. Grinning, my husband reached for a paper towel and handed it to me. “Good boy.”, he said. “That was so hot. I’m going to get you bred again. See you at home.” With that he walked out of the booth and left me to clean myself up. I could barely walk but I’m sure I wandered out of that booth with a completely satisfied look on my face.

Fuck, you whore. You are such a filthy depraved faggot. I will actually pay for you to get the word TRASH tattooed on your lower back. or CUMDUMPSTER or just FUCKTOY

My very first time fucking was raw. I had sucked a couple cocks before and I loved swallowing loads. One day I was talking to this guy on Grindr. He was in his 40s and I was in my early 20s. He asked if he could fuck me and I decided I was ready so I said yes. He asked where I wanted him to cum and I said in my mouth, but he asked if he could cum in my ass. I thought about it for a minute and how I had been told to use condoms, but I didn't think it would be that big a deal if I got fucked raw just the first time, so I said yes. We met up and he was an incredible kisser and he took his time loosening me up before he shot a hot load in my ass. It felt so good that I was shaking. Then he jerked me off and I shot a huge load all over myself. We talked for a few minutes and then I sucked him until he shot a second load in my mouth. It was an incredible first fuck, but I told myself I should be more careful and use condoms in the future. Cut to a couple weeks later when I had the chance to top a different guy. I brought condoms and planned on wrapping up, but he backed up on my raw dick before I could react. I forgot my plan and instantly started pounding his raw ass. Unfortunately I had enough restraint to pull out and shoot on his chest. He seemed really disappointed. After that though it was almost impossible for me to commit to playing safe. I quickly stopped mentioning condoms and I realized most guys didn't use them either. I've only played safe a handful of times, at the other guy's request. And I've made up plenty for not breeding that first guy's ass.

I’ve really come around to the idea of getting pozzed, and it’s something I’m determined to do, hopefully in 2023. I’m no longer on PreP. Stopped last month. But I’d like it to be intentional, rather than from a random hookup. I’d like to know my HIV gifter and maintain some kind of connection with him. I can’t imagine anything more fulfilling than repeated sex with the intent of making me HIV positive and receiving another man’s DNA inside me. The thought of being permanently tied to someone through a living bond triggers an animalistic instinct in me, and I know I’ll never be satisfied with my life without that level of closeness with another male. Worth noting that you can be older or younger, and race. If you’re a bottom? Let’s get converted together and encourage each other. Conversion brothers. I’d also seriously consider marriage. Is there anyone out there who wants to experience the joy of such a lifelong bond with me? I’m looking for YOU and I’m ready 💖

Several years ago, before the Pandemic, I met a hot mixed Hawaiian guy at the park who had a thick 7X6 dick. The first time we met he totally wrecked my hole at the park bathroom, mercilessly. I was able to slowly but eventually trade numbers and have him over sporadically. Best hole wrecker I know. Even shoved his fingers into my hole to rub my prostrate and makes me drip and continues off and in fucking my hole like he owned it. The other night I was for. Haven’t been fucked this year yet. A guy on Grindr pops off and says he loved anon bb and if I’m ready to be fucked. At 2am I’m not actually looking but he looked good, nice chest. I tell him I need 15-20 mins to “freshen” up. He says hurry up and tell me his name and know where I live. I was getting ready and missed him message and barely got out “I’m ready” and “I’m here already”. Im ass up and the fucker is thick as a can of soup. And merciless. He is banging and I recognize him after he flip me over and demands that I push my “hole out”. He is edging he beer can thick dick in the first 3 inches of my cunt lips. It’s stretching me out. He pulls out and shoved 4 fingers in to rub my prostrate and force me to cum. My hole is tight, sloppy, velvetly smooth and gapping. I force my guts out to tighten my friction as he edges himself in my battered hot flushed hole. It’s not a five minute fuck but lasts almost 1 hour of non stop blunging and gouging of my guts. He gets harder as he fucks me pistoning my battered up hole. Pushing my hole open and starts to cum and then instead of pulling out presses in more to fuck another baby batter load deep in the second hole. He finally pulls out but fucks a little more my destroyed hole. I suck his dick clean of cum and ass juice. He dresses without any underwear and we chat s little before he leaves. God how I love drunken fucks… they are so hot. Big just the scene but literally hot from all the alcohol, you can feel that burning warm cock just melt your fuckhole.

Love stories like this, breeding is the hidden spaces people don't see. Had that happen over Christmas at the Gallaria Mall near me. Guy who was white, super cute, late teens early 20s was trying to find his car and seemed a bit drunk. He told me where he thought it was but couldn't find it. Eventually he led me being a big concrete pillar near a corner and asked me to suck him off. We were blocked from passing cars and only a car parked nearby would see us. he undid his jeans, and I dropped down to suck his nice sized cock. He should have no problem finding a guy or girl to suck him and I loved hearing him moan with the sound of cars in the background. He had me stand up and undid my jeans, pulling out my cock and stroking me hard. I was stroking his cock and he leaned in to kiss me and I could taste and smell the beer on his breath. Maybe that's what he needed to do something like this. "You wanna fuck?" he softly whispered. I said I did, and he smiled at me. He steered me to face the concrete pillar and I could hear and feel him spit on my ass, forcing his bare cock in me. His cock felt amazing, and I really wanted his load, telling him how good his cock felt. "You want that cum?" "You want me to cum in you?" he asked. I said I did, and I could feel him laugh saying he guessed I did, and that he loved cumming inside guys, giving them what they wanted. He was stroking my cock as he fucked me, and I was hoping he wanted to get fucked too as now I was horny as hell. He shot his load inside me, and I could feel him shudder as he did. I begged him to stay in me and not to pull out, to pump all of his cum inside me and he did. I was jerking my cock and as he slid out of me, I said it was his turn and he got up against the pillar but asked me if I had a condom. I said I didn't have one and honestly was kind of pissed as he'd just bred me raw and came in me. I spat on his ass and my cock and started forcing my dick in him. "Shit bro, are you neg?" he asked frantically as I started stroking inside him. I said I was and asked him if he was too. "Yeah, I guess" was his weird response. I didn't care. I'd already taken his load and was damn sure gonna put mine inside him. He kept muttering "oh fuck, oh fuck" as I stroked inside him, and I was tempted to say something but didn't want him to freak out or tell me to pull out to cum. I blasted a huge load inside him and he let out repeated "fuck yeah, oh god yeah"'s so I guessed he liked taking my load and wanted it after all. I didn't stop stroking and continued fucking him. If you're doing something like this, you've obviously done it before, and he was clearly a slutty little pig. He probably used his frat boy looks to get other guys to take him bareback and he's probably let other guys breed his hole too, even with his weak and pathetic ask for safe sex. And if you're going out to do this and wanted safe, wouldn't you bring a condom? He probably just wanted to rationalize that he at least asked before taking me bareback. I'm probably not even the first guy to fuck him today. He's probably gonna find another guy to breed him after I'm done. I go so worked up I blasted another load inside him. "Fuck that was intense bro" he said as I pulled out and pulled my jeans back up. I could see my cum slowly leaking out his ass and down my leg and loved it as he pulled his jeans back up, knowing he was going to be walking around with my seed still inside him. "You wanna do this again" he asked, and I almost laughed as it was so desperate and needy. I said sure and we swapped numbers but I damn sure won't be wearing a condom to fuck him next time. He is taking my load again and clearly he doesn't have problems taking loads. My guess is he was probably headed to a bathroom to clean up his ass and go out and try and find another guy to breed him.

PART 5: John I honestly didn't know what to think. In a very short order I had met an incredible man, huge cock and poz, then taken two of his loads deep in me. Now I was about to venture into what had only been a fantasy until this moment. My man's good friend John was heading over put his bare poz cock in me while my man takes pictures. I was ecstatic. After cleaning up a little Robert and I settled down on the couch and watched some porn. We both had our robes on still but my legs were spread apart, with one leg over Roberts leg. Robert's hand was down past my balls with a finger slowly touching my hole. this kept me slowly moving my hips. We were both fully engrossed in the fuck scene we were watching when the knock on the door came. "That must be John", Robert said as he rose to get the door. I could see his cock sticking out of the front of the robe. No doubt John will notice as well. John and Robert hugged briefly then John pulled back and pulled Robert's robe apart showing his big cock. "Been having fun while I was on my way?" as he laughed. "Not really, just watching some porn while we waited. Want to join us and would you like a glass of wine?". Robert asked. "Yes to both". I stood up and extended my hand to John. "fuck that Tim, come on in" is all John said as he pulled me in for a close hug, his hand went immediately to my robe hem line and cupped my ass cheek. I quickly looked at Robert. Robert just smiled and headed off to the kitchen. John and I finally parted and I stepped back to allow John to get by me and sit on the couch. As I moved back I saw John entirely. He was wearing a tshirt and loose fitting gym shorts. I could see his cock getting hard in his shorts and a clear wet spot of precum. John sat down on the couch, near end and I sat in my middle cushion where I was with Robert. "Thank you for the pictures Tim, incredible ass you have", John said all the while there were fuck scenes playing in front of us. It seems our attention was drawn to John's cock in his shorts. "you are welcome" is all I could say. Robert returned with John's glass of wine and said, "I see you two are getting acquainted", while looking at John's shorts. John thanked Robert for the wine and adjusted his hardening cock in his shorts. "Thank you so much for inviting me over. I was just telling Tim how hot I think his ass is, you are one lucky fucker Robert". Robert was back sitting by me on the couch and I had opened my robe and put my leg over his leg again, and once more Robert's finger found my aching hole. "oh I know for sure John, but thank you" John asked how we met and asked we not leave any details out. Both Robert and I elaborated on the day, our view points on what happened. Some times there were very intimate details shared, almost enough to make me blush. By the end of our story I was staring at Robert while he talked to John. my hand had his big cock out and Roberts finger was in me. John then asked the obvious, "Tim are you poz?" I turned to John now, and suddenly noticed his big cock was out, hard, and leaking profusely as we talked. His hand was slowly stroking his cock so my focus went immediately there. without even looking John in the eyes, but rather staring at his cock and precum, "No, I am still neg John". John continued, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but did you let Robert cum in you today?" "yes, twice so far". at this point John had to stop stroking his cock and he let go as I watched it just jerk all by itself, so fucking hot. "again, you lucky fucker Robert". John wrapped his hand around his cock again and slowly milked out a flow of precum. I looked at Robert, "can I baby". Robert just smiled and said yes. I swung my leg off of Robert and bent down towards John's big cock. I had to start sucking on that cock immediately to catch his flowing precum. While I put my mouth on his swollen cock, my other hand reached down to hold his full big balls. I took my mouth off of his cock, "are your balls full John." "yes Tim, very fucking full of my hot cum" I went back down on John immediately hearing that. Soon I felt something cool being applied to my ass and hold, more lube. Robert was behind me naked now and guiding his hard black cock towards my hole. As Robert's thick cock penetrated me again I moaned while swallowing John's cock. I took my mouth off of John's cock so I could moan out loud and tell my man what I needed! "oh fuck baby, I love your cock, please fuck me.". I reached back and pulled my ass open more so Robert could get further in me! John got up and undressed completely and leaned over to help me spread my ass open further. "You can really take Robert's cock, can't you boy?" I looked John in the eye, "I love it so much". Robert slowly pulled all the way out of me and I could once again fell that open sensation only he can give me. "get on all fours for John baby, give him your pussy, for me". I quickly got on all fours for John, very close to where I was before when Robert fucked me and used my ass. "Tim, do you want a condom with me?" "no, please fuck me raw, please now" "good boy" is what John said as he moved in close and guided his hard cock towards my wet hole. John slid his cock head past my ring and unlike Robert, kept on going until he was balls deep in me! Here I was in my fantasy position. John had his hands on my hips, cock buried all the way in me and my man was pulling my ass apart and sharing every detail about my ass taking John's cock. It was so fucking amazing. John continued to slide in and out of me, not fucking me hard, but not slowing. Robert spoke up, "fucking amazing Tim, John's cock is covered in precum and my load. I can't wait to slide in after John is done using your ass." I just moaned in response. "Fuck Robert, your boy's ass feels so good. I really need to fuck tonight and this is more than I needed, so fucking good" John said as his big balls were slapping my balls. "I need to cum Tim, are you ready for my big load?" "yes sir, please give me your hot cum, I need it deep in me" "that's it boy, take my big cock. I need to go deep and give you my poz seed, are you ready? mmmmm...here it comes." John pushed as deep as he could and I felt jet after jet, after jet, of his hot cum explode in me. Normally while being fucked 'feeling' cum for a man is something you imagine, as it rarely happens, but with these two gorgeous top men I have felt every load in me, especially John. John kept pumping in me.I reached under me and held his big balls as he came. So hot. He was actually shaking while emptying his balls in to to me. "ready to get in here Robert?". John slowly pulled his deflating cock out of my cunt. I felt them shifting around as Robert got behind me for one more fuck. "Tim, I can see John's load in you, I am going to fuck it in deeper" as Robert slid in just as John did, one long slow stroke. Robert's big cock automatically got my cock leaking...which is just amazing! John moved around towards my head on the couch. I looked up and saw his soft cock, which was still leaking, and I looked into John's eyes and opened my mouth. John understand and bend to slowly feed his cock to my mouth. I loved the taste of his cum, Robert's cum, and my ass juices. I slowly kissed and licked him clean. "Thank you Tim, fuck you are hot". Robert continued to slide in and out of my worn ass, big cock plunging in deeper and deeper. I could hear the wetness now over my moans and Robert's heavy breathing! John asked, "Robert can I take pictures of you fucking him?". "fuck yes" is all Robert could say John got his phone really quick and started capturing Robert making love to his white ass! mmmm my head was turned and I just stared at John's swinging soft cock. amazing. Both of these men were so amazing and my ultimate fantasy in men. "damn I got some good ones Robert, you should cum in him and pull out so I can capture that", John said "fuck yes Tim, I need to cum again". Robert started really fucking me hard now, long strokes with his massive cock. I felt ass though my second ring was being spread open over and over. Robert moaned loudly, drove his cock in deep and came again. Instead of leaving his draining cock in me, Robert pulled out all the way leaving my hole open for John to take pictures of. "fuck that is hot" as John took pictures and pictures. After a few more pictures, John patted my ass and thanked me for allowing him to watch that. I was still panting from my fucking, but managed to get out "of course John, thank you for taking them for us, I can't wait to look at them" We sat around and had more conversation. Talking about what just happened and how we felt about it, turns out everything was perfect and these fine gentlemen knew exactly what they wanted and completed respected each other. I loved that. Soon it was time for John to go, as he got up and got dressed. I had to watch that swinging cock once again as he got dressed, all the while leaning into Robert feeling his heat against me. "Well you two, I will let you be, but I want to thank you very much, first to you Robert for sharing Tim with me". John reached down and squeezed his now semi hard cock. "and Tim, you have such a hot ass, I hope we can do this again one day". I stood, still naked, and hugged John tightly, feeling his growing cock against my leg. "Thank you John, for coming over and sharing yourself with me, I know we both loved it". I felt Robert's fingers tracing through my still wet ass. John patted my ass cheek and smiled. That night I stayed with Robert and we actually slept very hard that night. My ass was a mess after taking Robert three times and John once. Four loads of poz cum in me, something serious to contemplate.

PART 4: The night and beyond The rest of the evening was a lot of deep conversations about life, his life and experiences, and then my life and experiences. Going into our backgrounds we found we had a lot in common and more so when we started in to the topic of sex. I was amazed to learn Robert was once married and into women, shock to me, but then realized he was bi and started taking cock. After that it was a quick turn to being gay and enjoying the sex only men can give. Then we talked about his pozzing, that time it happened, and his outlook since then. Yes of course, when did he know he wanted to be a top, which he was fucking amazing at. Robert had hooked up with a poz man twice, one he wasn't sure of his status, but so enjoyed giving his ass to him, another black man. It was then that he tested poz and hasn't looked back since. He got the tattoo and embraced his new status. While remaining healthy, and open with any potential lover, he has come to learn and live with it. Yes, there have been men that have shunned him or turned away instantly once they knew, or saw the tattoo, but he is ok and much more selective about who and how he meets. Robert and I were now lounging on the sofa listening to music. He had gotten us both short silk robes, that he uses with customers, and began to share my story. I shared with Robert my path of being bi, loving sex with women, but knowing I wanted men all along. My thoughts on raw sex, being neg, and the possibility of a poz lover that might eventually convert me. This conversation obviously excited me as my cock begin to stir under my robe, but didn't want my excitement to ruin our intimate conversation. Sharing my desires with Robert was hard at first, but after his complete acceptance of my thoughts I just started to ramble. When I started to share my desire to have multiple men in one night Robert continued to listen intently, hand on mine, but I could tell his cock was starting to react to what I was sharing. I shared about having that special man there to keep me safe and guide other men to me, in me, and then share that experience with my special man when it was over. I looked down at Robert's cock that was free from the robe. "Robert! How can I share things with you if you are going to get excited all the time?" I said laughingly. "Sorry baby, that just really turned me on." Robert said. "I have always wanted to own my man's pussy and by giving his ass to others it is a complete fantasy of mine and his." I reached down and lightly stroked my lover's big cock. "I want my ass owned Robert". "Oh Tim, I want that too. I would love for you to meet a great friend of mine, if that would be ok?". I grabbed Robert's thick cock and stroked it one good long stroke, let go and sat back with my wine. "You do, huh?" I said laughing. "Tell me about your friend and what you are thinking." It took Robert a moment to recover from my stroke. Then he started explaining his thoughts. "Tim, just letting you know I will be hard the entire time telling you about my friend, John. I think we both will. ha", David said looking down at my cock. "John is a buddy of mine I have most of the time I have been poz. We met in a chat room for poz men and just kept in touch. We meet for dinner or drinks most of the time, nothing crazy or anything like that. We are both total top men so sex is not something we entertain at all, but we do talk about sex all the time as we share the same taste in bottoms and like the same things." I waited for a lull in the conversation and asked, "is John poz too?" "Yes, he is, longer than me. He is very healthy and fit, but still poz and lives his life like I do, we don't let it contain us when things are right. Like with you and I." I did pick up on that comment for sure! "Would you like to see his profile pictures?" "what profile"? "On barebackrt." "Yes I would, if that is ok with you, I am interested to put a face to a name." "Great" Robert stood, cock having softened a little, put a hand out to lift me up off the couch. We both carried our wine glasses back to Robert's office. Robert sat down in the chair, with me standing. Robert stood up right away, patted my bare ass under the robe and went to get me a chair. "I don't want you to have to stand baby". I sat down next to Robert who was already going barebacrt.com and finding his 'buddy' John. John's profile came right up and immediately I saw one of his pictures, nothing sex wise, just John standing naked on a beach. He was fucking sexy as can be. John didn't have any tattoos, but immediately I was drawn to his older frame and gorgeous cock. I then saw a few more of his 'public' pictures before I started reading his profile. John said his cock was 'large', he was poz, and preferred, no preference in his bottom men. He had a brief description of what he liked, the kind of man he was attracted to, total bottoms, and about making a 'connection'. Loved it. Robert's hand had fallen to my bare leg, as my robe had come open to reveal my hardening cock. "do you like so far Tim?" "Of course, he has a great profile, and he is an even better person and friend. let me message him to unlock his private pictures". I noticed there were several that were locked and got excited about seeing those. As soon as Robert was done typing he leaned back to take a drink of his wine. He was obviously aroused. I asked, "have you and John ever shared a bottom?" "We have not", Robert said then added, "we have discussed it in length as we both like total bottom men that are open, but we would only consider it if one of us were in a very 'special' type of relationship. "Special?" I asked. "well that we are in a relationship with someone where it is safe and secure, no jealous tendencies because we know how special it is for the other couple. I thought about that for a moment and it made me smile. I asked if he thought John was around, and Robert said he should be. Right about then I noticed Robert had email in the system. Robert opened his email from John, 'Unlocked', and read that John hoped Robert was sharing these with someone 'special'. haha I guess that is me. Robert then clicked on the link back to John's profile and there more pictures revealed. One with John on a bed, cock hard and smiling at the camera. The next two were apparently of John fucking a bottom bareback. John wore a big cock ring and his cock seems so thick. I reached over and grabbed Robert's thick lock cock and said, "not as big as you baby, but he does have a nice cock". Robert laughed, "yes he sure does. Maybe some day I can introduce you two, would you like that Tim?". "I would love that Robert, even more if you would love that, like I said before, my ass is yours to share." Robert asked me, "can I send him a pic of your used hole?" I put my wine down and immediately put my legs up on the desk and chair, exposing my still puffy hole, "please baby". Robert stood up, disrobed, exposing his hardening shaft, and said "hold that pose". He quickly left the room, big cock swaying and returned in a moment with his phone. Robert leaned down and licked my hole a couple of times, which felt so good...then took a few pictures. Robert stood up, completely hard, and said, "let me take a few with my cock just in you, showing you opened up." I just bit my life and moaned! Robert drooled onto my open hole and then spit on his big cock. He rubbed his spit around for a few seconds, and with phone in one hand, used his other hand to push his cock head into me. I spread my hole open for him and adjusted to his size again. Robert took two quick pictures and then pulled out, leaving my hole exposed, and took two more. "Perfect baby. I am going to send these to John if you don't mind." I sat there, ass exposed, just having given my new friend permission to send my ass shot to his buddy, and I was thrilled! "please do baby". I sat back up in my chair as Robert text his buddy the new pictures we just took. While Robert was doing that, I looked closer at the pictures of John fucking. His balls were huge and completely spreading this bottom open. What a hot picture! The last picture of John was of him shooting his huge cum load on his bottom's ass and back. Robert turned back to me looking at the picture. I asked, "why didn't he cum in him, do you know?" Robert smiled, "I asked the same thing one time. John said he would have but like me, John will only cum in his neg bottom if the bottom asks for it." "nice" is all I could say. And did I mention a huge cum load? haha I was just staring at it. "Yes Tim, John does cum a lot". Just then Robert's phone chimed with a new text. "Is that John" I asked. Robert said "yes and he said 'yes'". "yes to what baby?" Robert smiled, "I asked John if I could take pictures of his cock in you". Robert sent a text again, laid is phone down and said "he is on his way".

Thank you everyone for the great comments....continuing on! PART 3: The after Robert got a warm damp towel and proceeded to clean my sore hole, which felt great. I then felt him softly lick my ass and hole, which felt fantastic. I knew his tongue had been in me when he raised up and kissed me deep, letting me taste his tongue. We finally broke our kiss and he stood up fully, letting me take in his now softening cock. It was beautiful. still gently dripping his cum, it just looked so good. "please milk your cock into my mouth Robert, don't waste that delicious cum:. He grabbed his cock and walked over to my mouth and slowly jacked out every last drop into my mouth. "Thank you sir", I said. "Join me for another glass of wine Tim? Robert asked "I can think of nothing better", but I honestly could! We were now naked in Robert's living room, both sitting at opposite ends of the couch. This way we could take each other in and still converse about our day. I knew the question was coming. "Tim, I fucking loved cumming in you, trust me on that, but why did you want that to happen? You know I can poz you, right?" "Yes baby, I know." it took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts on this, then I tried to elaborate. "Robert, I truly never sought you, or a poz man out, to become poz. Of course I have thought about it, and I know me and how much I would want raw cock if I were to get fucked again. When I saw you today, and saw your tattoo, which I love by the way, I just knew I wanted you to fuck me and never thought about the 'how' or 'what would happen'. I just knew I needed your cock in me." Robert was staring at me intently. "Then when I saw you put the condom on and knew it wasn't natural for you I couldn't follow through with that. I wanted you to enjoy as much pleasure as I was, plus your bare cock was what I wanted in the first place, so I just did it. I am so glad I took your condom off Robert, thank you for not denying me that. I knew it was the right choice when I told you to go deep in me and cum, I think we both knew". Robert's cock started to get hard the moment I talked about him fucking me and cumming in me, and now his cock was lifting off his thigh. "Fucking amazing Tim, thank you.". I watched Robert's eye lose focus and he was daydreaming and his hand went to his cock automatically, slightly stroking his hardness. I knew he was remembering the same things we both experienced today Soon Robert snapped out of it and let out a deep breath. "Well, I can't wait for you to need another massage, or I just might sabotage my computer for you". We both laughed. I placed my finger on my hole, feeling the slight soreness there. "You definitely gave me something to remember, maybe even longer than tonight. my ass is still sore from that fucking gorgeous cock of yours". Robert drank the rest of his wine and said, "you can have my cock anytime you want Tim", and winked at me. "would you like some more wine and maybe some porn?". Robert got up, cock fully hard again and reached for my glass. "my collection is in a binder in that box behind the books. please feel free to pick anything out. I will be right back". He left the room, cock bouncing the entire time. I was hard again just seeing him, but it all just seemed so natural now. I went to get the binder. I started thumbing through the DVD's. a lot of bareback videos, most I was familiar with. some interracial titles I wasn't familiar with, but seemed interesting. Robert came back with our now full glasses, "find anything you like?". His cock was semi hard now. I picked out one from Treasure Island that I loved and he went to put it in. I picked the binder up and purposely made an effort to be on my hands and knees, forcing my ass up for his view. "fuck" I heard him breath. I looked back at him and saw his big cock start to rise again. "just seeing you on all fours like that Tim, damn, I want you like that one day". "Anytime Robert, anytime". Robert just stood there, stroking his now hard cock, not slightly, I mean full on masturbating. I was mesmerized by the sight of it. After a few minutes I saw the video started playing, more raw fucking, and I knew I needed him again. I got on the couch, face down and ass up. "do you have any lube baby, please fuck me now". "Yes baby" Robert said as he opened a drawer next to him and took out some lube. Robert's bouncing cock let me know he was so excited to be inside of me again, and thankfully no questions of condoms or pulling out were to be had. Robert dripped a lot of lube on my sore ring and started working it around my ass and hole, insert a wet finger into me to help me open up. I then heard him squirt some out and then felt him stroking his big cock with lube. Robert moved closer to my ass and laid his hard leaking cock and my hole...and started pushing. no words were to be had, we both knew what needed to happen. I reached behind me and started spreading my hole open for Robert, just in time as he was starting to slide into me past my sore tight ring! Fuck! His cock felt so great! His big cock was less intrusive after our earlier fuck but his girth and length could not be ignored. The pressure I was feeling was making my cock leak again, and I loved that about how he fucked me before. now I felt his two hands on my hips as he pulled my ass onto his cock...inch by inch until he was fully inside of me! I was in pure bliss, taking Robert's cock is so amazing, it almost makes me a part of him! "thats my boy" Robert says to me while pulling his cock out again, before sliding it back in...picking up his pace! "fuck Tim, I am not going to be able to last, not fucking you like this. oh fuck! watching my big black cock slide in and out of your hot white pussy, fuck I love it Tim." I couldn't even respond, I had no breath, he was fucking it out of me!!! I knew my sexy black man was getting closer, his moaning was becoming louder, his already thick cock was getting thicker, and his precum was making a mess of my ass "baby, I am going to cum on your couch...I don't want to make a mess" I said to him. "fuck it baby, cum all you want because I am" and he groaned loudly. "take my hot load Tim, I want to knock you up" and he sank deep in me exploding his hot cum all over my insides! my cum shot all over his cushion and the arm of his couch! I was starting to really love this man fucking me and cumming in me!!! Robert was almost laying on my back, cock fully inside of me still. He reached his arms around my chest and pulled me up to him, hugging me from behind, without his big cock falling out. I looked down and saw my cum load on the cushion of his couch, I felt bad...for about a second. Robert leaned to my ear, "Tim I absolutely love fucking you. My cock is still pulsing, I don't know what is happening, I love it so much". I clenched my ass a little in response and he immediately said, "please don't push me out...I want to stay inside of you for a while". I reached behind me and rubbed where I thought his scorpion tattoo might be, it was his hip, but still it was hot to think about. I reached my other hand around and pulled his ass into me, "baby, please don't stop fucking me or cumming in me, I want everything you have". "Tim, I am going to poz you eventually, you know that right?". "Yes Robert, I know that and realized earlier, I am very ok with that, with you". Robert turned my head to look at me, "will you please stay with me tonight?". "Yes sir, I would love to". He kissed me deep and then slowly eased me off his cock, his poor couch got another huge pool of cum, his this time though.

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PART 1: Meeting Robert It was finally the weekend and I knew all week I wanted to get out to a nude beach and get some sun, along with enjoy the scenery. I took an extra long shower, making sure to clean myself out, dried off and went to get some shorts on. Since I go to a nude beach I didn't need a 'swimsuit' as I would be laying out naked. I packed my backpack with a towel, blanket and a small cooler with something to drink, threw on my loose shorts, and tshirt, knowing those would only be used only walking to and from the car. When I arrived, I found a spot to park, got my things, locked the car, and headed off down the sandy trails to get closer to the water. I passed several men leaving, along with following some that were heading down the path ahead of me. When I finally emerged to near the waterline I started looking for a place to lay out. I am not particularly crazy about being right in the path of all men traversing the path, not my style, so I headed back behind the bushes just off the beach. After a few minutes of walking I found the perfect spot for me. An area with enough space to get some good sun, but also somewhat secluded, not more than one or two people could layout in this area. Just what I like. I did notice right away that there was a blanket near my perfect spot, roughly 15 feet away I would guess. It seems someone had just been there but walked away for a few minutes as there was a water bottle and a book still open to a page. I looked around and didn't see my neighbor so I didn't give it much thought. I spread out my blank, using my towel as a pillow, put on some sunscreen, and cracked a cold beer before laying down my stomach to read and sun my ass. The feeling of sun on my naked body along with being outdoors always gets me going, it just felt great. I had been reading for about ten minutes when I heard someone approaching through the bushes, a very common sound at the beach. I wasn't really looking for anyone and continued reading my book when I felt someone finally break free of the bushes and I heard a subtle "oh". The man said, "Sorry, I didn't know you were here and it startled me a bit". I turned my head and was quickly taken aback by the man standing near his blanket. Here was a sexy black man, his chest hair and pubes were a mix of black and silver. He seems to clip his hair very short I noticed as I let my eyes wander down his body. He was definitely a little older than I but in great shape from what I could tell. I really tried to keep my cool and not let my eyes drift to his cock, but I couldn't refuse and wearing sunglasses I could do it without looking obvious. I quickly looked back up to him face and said, "oh sorry, I hope I am not intruding". "Not at all, glad to have the company. My name is Robert" the man said advancing towards me holding out his hand. I rose up and didn't even notice my semi hard cock as I took Robert's hand. His grip was very masculine and I couldn't help but enjoy his touch. "Great to meet you Robert, Tim.", I said. "Great to meet you to Tim. I thought I was going to be out here all day by myself, so ended up taking a walk to see who is out and about." Robert smiled. I knew what he meant, scoping our the landscape of possible men to meet. At this point I could have sworn he shook his hips a little as his long cock also swayed under it's own weight. Fuck. That is all I could think as I stared. I knew Robert felt me staring because I think his cock jerked to break my stare. Of course I couldn't control my growing cock so I quickly turned around and took a drink of my beer and sat down. whew. I offered Robert a cold beer, which he gladly accepted. I sat with cross legged on my blanket and quickly pushed my cock down so it wasn't standing straight up. As Robert stood there conversing with me it is then that I noticed a small scorpion tattoo on his left hip. I thought no...I must have mistaken the tattoo for what I thought it was. "Mind if I move a little closer so it is easier to talk and I can sit, relax, and enjoy my beer?" Robert asked "Of course Robert, please do". Robert handed me his cold beer, turned and bent down to move his blanked close to mine. I noticed Robert's big balls handing low, which is very sexy to me. Once Robert was situation he laid down on his blanked and faced me on his side. His big cock just laid so nicely down to the blanked. wow. I could definitely see his tattoo now and stared at it openly. Robert looked to where I was staring. "Ah, you noticed my tat", he said. "is that a scorpion?" "Yes it is, I got it several years ago" Robert said as he rubbed the tattoo making his cock move with the same motion. I could see his cock started to grow a little bit. "Do you have any tattoos Tim?" "No, sorry. never really got in to them, but I do like them on other men. That is a good one". "Do you know what it means Tim"? "Yes, you are poz, right?" "You are right Tim. Does that bother you at all? I hope not. I got the tat about ten years ago when I tested poz". Robert's cock was standing completely off the blanket now as he lightly rubbed the tattoo. "That is cool Robert. I don't think I have known a poz man with a tattoo like that, very cool". Even though my legs were cross legged, my cock had definitely freed itself and I obviously aroused, actually very hard. "I can see it doesn't really bother you Tim" Robert said as he nodded at my hard cock. With one motion Robert stroked his big cock in a long stroke, back and forth slowly as I watched him, he watched me. Measuring my excitement! Robert continued and said, "fuck I need to cum tonight" and laughed. "Oh I hear you there sir, me too". Robert sat up on his blanked. and was obviously trying to reduce the swelling he had going on. "What do you for work Tim?". I told Robert that I was a computer/network guy in I.T.. "What about you?" I asked Robert. Before answering Robert said "well shit maybe you should come work on my computer at home, it is always giving me fits" and winked. "I work out of my home Tim I am a masseur." "Oh nice" I said, "do you get a lot of business?" "I do alright" he said, "I have my regulars and taking in new business from time to time. Do you have a masseuse or get massages Tim?". To be honest I haven't gotten a massage in a long time and it really seemed to be about time, because they are really relaxing. "I haven't in a long time, but should probably get one soon". "Here, give me your phone" Robert said. I handed him my phone and he entered his name, number, and email as a new contact. "Don't hesitate to text or email if you would like to set something up". He hand my phone back to me and downed the last of his beer. He put the empty bottle in his backpack and said it was about time for him to go. I stood up, now that my cock had settled, and asked how long he had been at the beach. "Just a few hours, but I have had enough sun and I am pretty horny, so need to go home and relax". Robert made air quotes why saying the word relax. I just laughed as I completely understood. Robert pulled his shorts from his backpack, but instead of putting them on he asked for a hug while telling me how great it was to meet me. He caught me off guard, but I leaned in close and hugged him back. He whispered in my ear "great to meet you Tim" as one hand slid down to cup my ass. I could feel Robert's cock growing along my leg, what a fucking gorgeous cock I thought. soon his finger found my hole and just stayed there. I reached down to hold his big cock in my hand and as soon as I touched him, he started leaking, a lot actually, and then his finger slid into my hole. "fuck Robert" is all I could say! "I would love to Tim" Robert said quietly as I stroked his massive cock. Robert pulled his finger from my ass and hugged me tightly. "You should come over for a massage soon Tim". I looked into Robert's eyes, still holding his leaking big black cock, "I will sir". "You can tonight if you like Tim, I am free". "I want that Robert" I said as I let go of his cock and turned around. with my butt up against his swollen cock. his hands went to my shoulders but I reached behind me and guided his cock to lay on my ass. "Tim, you are so sexy, fuck. Please come over tonight and you will get the best massage you have ever had, I promise". "I will Robert, I promise". Robert eased away from me, gripping my ass again firmly in his hand, saying "good, I can't wait".

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Near Home—March, 2022 Friday night. I was horned. I had thought about little else all day. I grabbed the reins and my cock led me to the local bookstore, drooling all the way… The gay theatre is empty. I check the straight one. Surprise. There are half a dozen men here watching multiple-guys-on-one-girl porn. The cocksucker’s chair is filled—literally. A very heavy man is sitting there. He currently has no takers. But guys are stroking—or squeezing dick through the fabric of their pants. I sit along the wall in one of the few vacant chairs. I have a clear visual of a man a row ahead of me flogging his tiny dick. I have to turn around to see most of the other men. When I hear a rustle behind me, I look to see one of the horned guys get up and make use of the cocksucker’s mouth. I set my dick free—and stroke to the porn. My eyes get used to the darkness. Right across from me, against the far wall, is a young man. Around 28 or so. He is African-American, with a handsome profile, a mostly trim body and a sizable cock. He is stroking at an incredibly fast pace. I turn back to the movie and sneak an occasional glimpse at him. His hand moves quicker as up on the huge television a hung Black man takes the girl anally, while white cocks are in her two other holes. I watch the movie—expecting him to drop a load any moment. But I catch him looking at me. A lot. He looks away at the screen whenever our eyes chance to meet. Suddenly he puts his cock away—tenting his jeans—and leaves the room. I linger a minute, waiting to hear the door to the gay room shut. But nothing. I put my dick in my pants and go out into the dark hallway. I check the three preview booths, thinking he may be there. Nothing. I decide he’s gone—or in the arcade. I go to the gay cinema just to see. And there he is. I shut the door, just as quietly as he must have. He is leaning against the wall. Stroking. I sit in the cocksucker’s chair over here, not sure what he wants—if anything with someone so much older. We stroke in unison. The porn here is mild after the group effort on the straight side. He looks at me. I catch him at it. He turns away. And again—the same thing. Then he walks over, rather duck like with his pants around his knees. Is he offering me his dick? He whispers: “May I suck you?” I nod. He kneels. His mouth is big. His tongue is velvety. He’s good for his young age—or a natural. He makes my cock very happy. “Lick my balls.” “Yes, Daddy…” His fat tongue does a great job there, too. My hand directs his head to go back to my drooling shaft. He licks up my precum before ovaling his lips and taking me deep. I sigh. He works harder. But I’m not close. He pulls off me. “Will you fuck me? Please?” I nod and stand up. He gets up and takes his pants off completely. I bend him over, so he is holding onto the backs of the chairs in front of us. It arches his full butt cheeks perfectly. My hand grazes the tight curls of black hair all over them—and a forest of it in his ass crack. I kneel and sink my tongue into him. He gasps. He begins to whimper as I go to work. I drill into his tight hole. I love his showered-but-slightly-sweaty-from-all-the-jerking smell and taste. He is panting now. And groaning. “Nobody eats me out…” he murmurs. “Nobody.” I re-double my efforts. My cock is rock hard as I tongue his ebony mounds. I lube myself up as my tongue drills into his now not so tight pucker. I need to fuck. “You want me raw?” I ask as I stand up. “Yes, he whispers. “I want your cum in me.” My head pushes in. He gasps. I wait. The kid is tight—but no virgin. His hole relaxes and sucks me in. I fuck him slowly. Deliberately. Each stroke is my full length. His hand never leaves his big cock. I slap his ass. The sound fills the room. And ignites the kid. He pushes back now, to meet every thrust. He moans louder and begins mumbling a string of profanity. His ass tightens down. I am sure he’s going to shoot before I do. “Cum, man, cum in me…” And that does it for him. He shoots a massive load on the floor. A spurt with each thrust I pound into him. I slow. And he moves abruptly, disconnecting us. “Sorry,” he pants. “It’s too much after…” leaving it unfinished. He accepts a piece of paper towel to clean up. I go back to the straight side for someone to take my load. No one is there. The porn has changed to something generic. I wait around—Nobody is here. Finally I go home, vowing to return tomorrow night… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: The Kid With the Big Cock (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 18, 2022

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Chapter 16 The POZ guy smiled to himself thinking he was about to pop a cherry on a NEG guy and them send him home with a little extra in his tank. He kind of hoped he was read for this but at the same time didn’t really care, you come here, you get what you get. With that he rammed deep in the Guy’s unprotected ass, splitting his hole open like never before. He felt the rush of adrenaline as his cock pulsed and shot rope after rope of hot cum in the guy’s newly deflowered cunt. The guy whimpered with the sudden intrusion and sharp spike as his hole was pried open more that any toys he had used on himself. The Brutality caught his off Gard but, in a moment, he was shooting off in the bent over guy that was bound to the point he couldn’t move. A couple guys saw what was happening and what surprises the guy might be taking home and started to cheer. The guy that was heading home thought it was for him and smiled. The POZ guy pulled out and the guy started to pull back when another guy came up and slid a couple finger up the guys now sloppy ass. He tasted the rich cum dripping out of the guys ass and then did something the guy never felt. He started to rim the guy as he stood there with his cock softening but still lodged in the bent guy’s ass. His cock started getting hard again. He never felt so hot, so intensely turned on and wanted more up his ass. He couldn’t figure out what was happening, but it was something he definitely would try to repeat again. He was sweating and his legs started giving out on him. He pulled out and the guy that was riming him grabbed the guy by the cock and lead him over to a ouch to sit down. The guy started sucking on his cock. It was tender and not real hard but he wanted to shoot again, he desperately needed that final release. He looked over at the ass he just shot in to see another guy was already using that messy hole for his pleasure. Even though it was dimne in the room, he could see the slippery shine on the guy’s butt cheeks. The guy that was sucking his cock was also fingering his ass again and it was really getting him hot. The guy mentioned he had to get going soon and that is when another came up behind the couch and started rubbing the guy’s nipples. It felt like electricity was hitting his skin, it wasn’t intense, but it was definitely there. The guy was memorized by the feelings he was getting. He felt the finger pulled from his ass, he was disappointed, he desperately need this to continue but he also knew he was late and needed to get home. All of his senses seemed to be amplified. A moment later he felt the guy sucking him push something hard up his ass. It felt lie a small rock or something. It almost felt sharp and he was going to say something when there was burn he had never felt before. He said “ That burns”. The guy kept fingering his ass and now was taking the guys cock to the root. He had never felt that and he wished he would get hard so he could shoot. The warmth seemed to spread to all parts of his body, especially his groin. Someone got a damp towel and started drying the guy’s chest and legs, it felt cool and it was very welcome. Someone asked the guy how far he had to go to get home and he said only a couple streets over and that he had walked over on his normal afternoon exercise. He had no idea how much exercise he had gotten or how much more he might get tonight. The guy stood up and stared getting dressed, he was a bit wobbly on his feet but he figured it was from all the excitement and it would pass. A guy handed him a sealed bottler of water and said you best start drinking some fluids, you really got hot. The guy thanked him and said to please let him know when the next get-to-gether was going to be. He wanted to see if he could arrange more time to stay. With this group if he came back he would probably end up tied in on one of the benches with his ass hanging out and spun. Either way that water wasn’t exactly sealed as he thought, it had a dose of an experimental potent Viagra, He would not only be Horney with all sorts of energy but would also get an erection that should last for a while. He would want to fuck for hours and probably with the Tina in him would have problems getting across the finish line.

Don’t judge me please….. it wasn’t like I didn’t not love my BF, we were engage for fucks sake. But out sex life was just mediocre and down right boring. When my BF did try and fuck me it was frotting because he would think he would be inside me when he wasn’t and was only rubbing his lubed dick over my hole. I missed getting fucked hard and taking loads. I missed being a filthy cum pig. As I said its only cheating if I cum right? Its not like I’m the one getting off here. So as I’m upstairs cleaning myself out, thinking back on the few times I get fucked these days. Wondering what the guys cock is like, did we discuss rubbers? Fuck I don’t have any…. Maybe he will bring some. Before I knew it I was back down stairs watching the porn waiting for my anon guy to show up. ‘Ding’ went the phone, logging in I check the message “Im here, are you facedown arse up faggot?” Typing in my response, “Yes Sir, come in front door, down hallway you can hear the porn playing” shaking as I hit send and place my head down, spreading my legs. Bottle of lube beside me, my breathing ragged and sharp. I hear the door open and close, footsteps. Suddenly the sound of a zipper being pulled down hard. Pants falling to the floor, shuffling as I feel the air around me move, he kneels behind me as I hear him spit and stroke his cock. I can smell his sweatiness, hearing him grunt as I feel his cock between my arse cheeks. Whimpering I beg “do you have a condom?” I can instantly tell how he recoils as I ask. “Nope didn’t bring any, you told me you were a pig.. Pigs don’t use rubber…. I fuck you raw or I leave” he growls as he rubs his leaking cock over my hole bare. Shuddering “oook, please don’t cum in me, I have a bf and he doesn’t know” I barely get out as I feel his thick cock pressing against my hole forcing me to grunt as I get violated. He growls as he pushes hard, I try to pull away but he grips my hips and pulls me back snarling “don’t you fucking dare pull away faggot, you wanted this your gunna get it, havent had a fuck in weeks” he grunted as he shoved hard and buried 2 more inches in me as I yelped. Fuck it hurt he was thick….. Feeling this random guy fuck me hearing him grunt my cock was bouncing under me I could feel the precum leaking out of my cock. Whining I begged him “please don’t cum in me” over and over I could feel his thrusts picking up the room smelling of his sweaty body sex and cum. He doesn’t answer me, only continues to fuck me. Fuck he feels huge I can feel every bump and ridge on his cock, he starts pulling all the way out as I groan loud and whimper even louder when he forces himself back into me. I can smell his sweat as it fills up the room. The sweat dripping from him as it hits my back. The longer he fucks me the more I want it. The thought I’m allowing a anon guy to bb me hits home when I feel how slick I am, its either blood from being torn up or he is precumming an obscene amount. “Ppppllleeassseeee don’t cum in me sir, mmyy bf doesn’t know” I whimper meekly Hearing him grunt as he fucks harder snarling as he pushes deeper into me and pulls me tight as he roars. “FUCKKKK YEAHHH PIG TAKE MY LOAD FAGGOT” his loud growling shaking me as I whimper and don’t even bother trying to pull away. I don’t even say anything, I hear a click as I look back and see him snapping pics. Trying to hide my face he laughs. He pulls out hard as I yelp, slapping my arse he gets up and pulls his jeans up and shirt he grabs and starts walking out. I hear the door open and slam shut. Laying there I start to sob…. Fuck what have I done. FUCK….. seriously what the fuck have I done. I let a anon guy fuck me…. Fucking bareback….. I didn’t even argue with him, I didn’t even try to pull away. Here I am….. fuck I can feel his load dripping out running down my nuts. Fuck I didn’t want this… Didn’t I? I was the slut who advertised and invited them over. “DING” went my phone as I grabbed it…. It was a message from him with a clear picture of my self on all fours looking back at him with his cock in the frame, my arse dripping with pinkish cum. “That was fucking hot loved blowing my load inside you, let me know when your available in the next week. I wanna fuck you again…. Have some friends who would need your services too. Ill keep ahold of the pic for now, do as your told and we will have fun” the message read. Shaking I didn’t know how to take it. I laid down on the soaked pillow and messy floor my hole stinging. Porn playing as I put my phone down and shut my eyes. Maybe this is just a dream I told myself trying to take the focus of my stinging hole….. Maybe it is who knows.

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Part 2 It's noon, and I have the men's lunch order ready for them on the big table, just like every day. This is their hour to cool off in the trailer and get away from work. The door opens and here they come. All eight of the sweaty Mexican men. Some are older, some are younger. All are in good shape and much bigger than me. For some reason, they're not making eye contact with me. Then Luis comes in, closes the trailer door, and locks it. That's a first. "Luis, what's going on? Don't they want to eat lunch?" I ask, afraid I've upset them. "No, they want you. I told them you were a white whore and what you did." Luis says. "My job is to make you guys happy. I'm here for you," I respond. Luis then says something in Spanish and the men jump into action. A couple of them approach me while the others start removing the food wrappers from the table. The two who come over to me smile. They grab at my clothing and start taking it off. First my tight tank top. Then they pull off my sandals. Now they grab my shorts and yank them straight down and off, exposing my pink jock strap. I always wear a jock because it feels natural and I want to be ready in case a situation arises for action. The men are talking about me in Spanish. I don't know what they're saying but I can tell it's about me. Then the two men who undressed me lift me up. My scrawny frame is no challenge for them. They carry me over to the now bare table and lay me down on it. I notice that while I was being undressed, some of the other men were taking off their clothes too. Just seconds after I feel the cold tabletop on my back, I am surrounded by cocks. Some are large, some are thick, some are both. They all have one thing in common: they're attached to balls that are loaded with cum. These men need relief and Luis told them I was going to give it to them. "Get to work." Luis shouts from across the room. I open my mouth wide and a man shoves his meat right in. There's no easing in. No foreplay. I almost gag at first but I'm distracted as two men grab my hands and wrap them around their cocks. I start to jerk them off and their cocks grow in my hands. If that isn't enough excitement, I feel more hands feeling my ass. It doesn't take long before a big Mexican finger is penetrating my hole. I moan around the massive cock lodged deep in my throat. Now I have two fingers in my ass, then three. They waste no time preparing me for their cocks. My attention goes from my ass to my mouth as the man lets out a moan and blows his massive load down my throat. I don't even taste it because it's straight down into my stomach. He then pulls out of my mouth and it only takes seconds for another cock to replace it. This one tastes like sour sweat. He wants to fuck my face and I let him. Then I feel a hot splash on my chest. One of the guys I was jerking off blew his load all over me. The men prepping my hole reach up and scoop the cum off my chest, using it to now lube my hole and I assume their cocks. As I continue to get face fucked and jerk off more cocks, I feel my legs raise up in the air. Then I can feel the heat and pressure of a large cockhead at my hole. I can't help but gasp as the cock enters me with force. These men know what they're doing. I get distracted again as the man fucking my face starts to shoot his load in my mouth. I can taste this one before I swallow it. Just in time for another cock to take its place in my mouth. As another hand job recipient shoots his seed on my body, the cock in my ass bottoms out. I can feel his big meaty nutsack against my smooth boy skin. He's pumping away at my hole like it's the last one he'll ever fuck. I realize there is a line behind him waiting for their turns so he needs to hurry. As I continue to suck and jerk off cocks, I feel the big one inside me pulse and shutter. The man empties his load deep inside me and is rushed off by the others. Before I can relax my ass, another big Mexican cock slides right inside. This one is much less painful but just as big, if not larger. As another man shoots his load in my throat and pulls away, another cock replaces it. But this man looks familiar. He's the one who fucked my ass first. He's ready to be cleaned off, so that's what I do. I can taste the combination of his seed and my ass. Mmmm. Soon, another load is dumped in my guts and that man pulls out. I am losing count of how many loads I've taken. Then I hear a familiar voice yell, "Stop!" It's Luis. He approaches the table and smiles. "My turn," is all he says. Some of the men help me sit up and reposition me so my stomach is down on the now cum-drenched table and my ass hangs in the air. In this new position, I'm surprised to see the other men are pulling their pants back up and grabbing their lunch. This will be their entertainment. A couple even grab their phones and are clearly filming me. I know from earlier that Luis has a massive cock. He's got to have the biggest one here, which explains why he's basically in charge. With no need for lube, Luis lines his cockhead with my hole, then grabs my hips. He swiftly yanks my hips and drives his monster cock inside me. I can't help but let out a squeal. The men cheer as I do. I've never felt this full of cock in my life. Luis stars pumping away at my ass. He's calling me a white whore and then all the men start to cheer it. "White whore! White whore!" I try to take it all in but my main concern is not breaking in half. It seems like he will never finish. This isn't just him fucking me for pleasure. He's showing his dominance to the others and they are loving it. Finally, Luis grabs my hips again and pulls me in as far as I can go. My cock is clearly in my guts at this point. Then he lets out an animal like growl and shoots his load inside me. I can actually feel the sperm filling my insides. He leans forward and lays on top of me with his cock still plugged in my hole. He holds up my head and places his on top. He says something in Spanish and one of the guys comes close to takes a photo with his phone. "Smile!" is all Luis says to me. I do as I'm told and pose like an animal that's been hunted. Luis pulls out of me and a gush of cum seeps out of my hole and onto the table. He grabs my head and moves it down to the table, my face eye to eye with the cum pile. I lap up the pile of jizz like a dog and the men cheer again. The lunch hour is almost over, so the men finish their meals and head back outside. I'm left with a sore mouth, sore ass, and lots of cleaning to do.

Chapter 2: The Secret Dean suddenly appeared in a hotel room in Edmonton, in the same split second as he vanished from the staircase outside Joey’s apartment in Montreal – thousands of kilometres and two time zones farther east. He glanced around, recognized his bags, and heaved a sigh of relief. It had worked again. Of course, there was always a risk that it would go wrong. It had, a few times. Once or twice, he had even committed the ultimate faux pas by winding up in another country – which meant that he was there without having legally entered and without a passport. He’d undoubtedly be breaking the law by doing so, no matter where he went. Sure, if he got arrested, he could always escape from custody the same way he arrived, but that would definitely blow his cover – and this was the one thing he was determined not to do. He looked out the window, scowling in displeasure at the flying clouds of snow flickering in the streetlights far below. Edmonton was one place he hated to get stuck in the winter, even if it was good for business. Everyone always said Winnipeg was worse, but for Dean it was a 50-50. He needed some sun in the worst way. But for now, he had to get some sleep, so he’d be ready to travel home tomorrow. He stripped off his clothes, right down to his tight shorts. He hesitated a second, and then peeled those off too. Climbing into bed, he pulled up the sheet – and then realized that he was still thinking about Joey, and it was making him hard again. Joey had definitely been one of the hottest fucks he’d enjoyed in many a moon. He lay there, idly stroking, enjoying the vision in his head of Joey being there in the room with him, sucking him off. He stroked his cock harder, faster, peeling the sheet back again as he neared his climax. In his mind, the dream rolled on until he grabbed his cock, jerking hard, and unloaded all over Joey’s beautiful face with his puppy dog eyes shut to avoid getting stung by the cum. Dean ran his hands up and down his body, smearing his cum all over himself, and fell asleep like that. In the morning, he enjoyed a leisurely breakfast, and then packed up his last items and got a cab for the long, long ride out to the airport. Like so many other travelers before him, he couldn’t help wondering why the airport had been built so many miles out in the farmland surrounding the city. Eventually, he got checked in for his flight. Two planes, a two-hour layover, and not so much as a single hot flight attendant later, Dean finally staggered off the second flight of the day in San Diego. It was just on sunset, but the air was comfortably warmer than it had been that morning in Edmonton (it would have been hard to be much colder, he thought). He grabbed his car from the parking garage, drove north with no more than the usual crazy traffic to his home in a modern suburb of Carlsbad, walked into his house, put down his bags with a sigh of relief – and found a woman, a blue-eyed blonde, sitting there, waiting for him. “Well, what’s made you look so wiped out?” “As if you didn’t know, Dayna. It’s been a long day of travel.” “I don’t know why you don’t just blink.” “Riiiight. And have the authorities of two countries all on the hunt for me because I didn’t enter America properly. You know I never, ever take chances with the TSA and Homeland Security.” He flopped into his favourite armchair. He then noticed that Dayna had two tall glasses of something that looked very cool and refreshing in front of her. Before he had a chance to make a barbed comment, she closed her eyes for a second – and one of the drinks vanished, only to reappear, instantly, on the table at Dean’s elbow. “Thanks, Dayna.” He sipped the cocktail appreciatively. “That really hits the spot.” “You’re welcome.” “I get so tired of it sometimes. I’ll bet you do, too.” “Of what?” “You know. The constant mental precautions. The careful policing of your own thoughts every second of the day.” “Honestly, Dean, I think you have it worse. If I shift something at the wrong time, I can probably shift it right back without anyone noticing. But you… hell, if you shift yourself, there’s practically no way you can set it straight without being noticed, at one place or the other.” “Trust me, it’s happened a few times – starting right on the day I did it for the first time.” Dean thought for a minute, and then giggled. “Did I ever tell you about the time I accidentally did it in the deep end of the pool at the country club, and suddenly appeared, dripping wet in my speedos, in the members’ lounge?” “Why did you do that? You idiot!” “Oh, it wasn’t intentional. I just let my guard down at the end of the first ten laps because the water felt so good – and I started thinking I should visit the bar in the lounge as my next stop after I’d finished my workout.” That set Dayna giggling too. “I’d have liked to be a fly on the wall for that one.” “As far as I know, the only person who spotted me was Jaysen Macaleister.” “Was he in his usual fully lubricated condition?” “Affirmative. So I took a deep breath and got back underwater in the deep end of the pool pronto – and got away with it. I mean, who’s he ever going to tell that to?” “And even if he did, they’d just think he dreamed the whole thing because he was in his cups and had a serious case of the hots for you.” “Which he does.” They both laughed again. But then Dayna became serious once more. “You know, Dean, we crack jokes about this all the time, but what do we do if someone actually catches one of us in the act and calls in some official interference?” “I don’t know, Dayna. I’ve had my mind preoccupied with finding out how or why this happened to both of us.” “Well, it’s pretty obvious that it happened to both of us because we’re twins. Otherwise, I would have said that something this good should only happen to the intelligent one – which doesn’t happen to mean you.” “Smart ass.” “I’ll give you smart. But seriously, Dean, I’m getting nervous. It’s a feeling that’s been growing on me all year. Please, be extra-extra careful with it for the next while, will you?” “Is this why you came to see me?” “Yes. No particularly clear information, just a sense that the clock is ticking, and time is running out – for both of us.” “Okay. I’ll be careful – and so will you, of course.” Mentally, Dean shelved the visit he’d been planning on making to the baths tonight. He wasn’t sure how much good he could have done there anyway, being still so drained – in more than one sense – from his escapade with Joey. He walked Dayna to the door, and hugged her goodnight, wondering as he did why he hadn’t seen her car. But there it was on the driveway, behind his – and it definitely hadn’t been parked there when he’d come home. Good thing the driveway was well shielded with trees. He chuckled again at his sister’s finesse. Dean sat down again in his favourite armchair and sipped at the drink Dayna had made him. He was thinking back over the whole span of his life. Apart from the absence of his father, who had left his mother when the twins were two years old, it had been the most normal, unremarkable life until he was fourteen years old. Puberty hit Dean faster than it did many contemporaries, and he knew that his dick was the subject of much awed speculation in the locker room because it grew so far and so fast. His friends all thought it was just because of their normal, sleazy locker room chatter about girls, but Dean had already fallen into his first infatuation, fallen hard, with a well-built older boy as the object of his lust. He and Mike belonged to the same swimming club, but Mike was much older – nineteen or so. Just thinking about Mike’s slab-like pecs and abs or the healthy bulge in his speedo was enough to get Dean revved up, and he knew damn well exactly what he wanted to do to Mike and get Mike to do to him. That, of course, had made swimming practices doubly hard for Dean, as anyone who’s ever tried to conceal a hard-on in a speedo will know. He had been fearfully embarrassed when Dayna had walked into his room without knocking and caught him jerking off to a picture of Mike in the photo pages of the previous year’s club yearbook. It hadn’t fazed her at all, and she wasn’t even particularly surprised to find that Dean was gay. But he’d still felt embarrassed about it. Even more unnerving than the realization that he was gay had been the other discovery which he’d had the same year. A group of his friends were going to a movie at a multiplex downtown and Dean hadn’t had enough money to go (his single mom was struggling to make ends meet and he couldn’t ask her). He’d sat in his room with his eyes closed, feeling sorry for himself and wishing he could go with his friends to see the movie…. …and was startled by a sudden loud rumble of traffic noise. He’d opened his eyes to find that he was standing on the sidewalk outside the multiplex. He was so shocked that it was all he could do to look around. He could see his friends approaching along the sidewalk, about a block away. But suddenly, Dean didn’t want to go to the movie after all. He was too scared by what had just happened, and he needed time to think. He turned away and walked quickly, past the theatre entrance and around the corner, until he came to a dark alleyway. It was bare and deserted, no hiding places for anyone who might be planning to jump him. Dean puzzled over what had just happened. All he could think of was that he’d had his eyes closed and was wishing he could go to the movie. Then he thought, Wait a minute, I actually pictured myself walking up to the theatre with my friends. Let’s see, now…. He closed his eyes again and pictured his bedroom. The city noises abruptly vanished. He opened his eyes and, sure enough, he was right back at home, sitting exactly where he had been just a couple of minutes earlier. Wow. This is so freaking weird. Try another one. Dean had a favourite place he loved to go – a spot in a nearby park where a small stream flowed over a little waterfall and under a footbridge. Whenever life got to be too much for him, he would ride there on his bike and sit on the bank, listening to the gentle chuckling music of the stream flowing over the small falls. He closed his eyes, pictured the spot, and immediately heard the familiar song of the flowing stream. He opened his eyes long enough to verify that he was in the right place, so to speak, and found an elderly couple who were walking in the park staring at him curiously from the bridge. Panicking, he quickly closed his eyes and visualized his room again. And again it worked. He sat there, shaking and breathing deeply, trying to steady himself. What had he just discovered about himself? Was it a fluke? Was it going to last? Why had it happened? So many questions and no answers. Dean needed in the worst way to talk to someone, and “someone” could only be his twin sister. He walked down the hall, took a deep breath, and knocked on her door. “Come in.” He went in and sat down on the chair. Dayna was sitting up on her bed, busily engaged in painting her fingernails. “Dayna, I’ve just had the weirdest experience.” “Do tell.” This, in a classic disinterested teenager voice. “I’ll do better than that. I’ll show you. But you’d better stop painting your nails for a minute.” He pictured himself at the far end of the room, behind Dayna, and closed his eyes for a moment. “Dean?” “Right here, behind you.” She spun around to see him standing by the window. Then he closed his eyes and vanished again, to meet her eyes when she turned back around and saw him sitting calmly on the chair. “Very clever, Dean.” Dean was surprised mainly because Dayna didn’t look surprised. “Now, smart boy, watch this.” She closed her eyes for a split second, and a neatly folded blanket on the foot of the bed vanished, to reappear draped across Dean’s lap. Another second and it was back on the bed. “Dayna, what the hell is going on with us?” “I don’t know. Tell me now what happened to you.” Dean told her the whole story about the movie theatre and the park. Her eyes widened when he mentioned the elderly couple who’d seen him. “Shit, Dean, now that’s scary. Did you know them?” “I don’t think so.” “Better hope they didn’t recognize you.” Now Dean was beginning to feel a bit scared too. Her tone of voice was so serious, unusually so for Dayna, and it was clear that she was frightened for him. But he had another question that he wanted to ask her. “Dayna, have you ever moved yourself somewhere else the way I did?” “No, But I’ve never tried.” “Try it now. Just picture yourself being somewhere else, some specific place.” She closed her eyes, but nothing happened. “Nope. What about you, Dean? Can you move the blanket like I did?” He closed his eyes for a second, then opened them and looked. “Only by getting up and grabbing it.” “Interesting. So each of us has a weird kind of power of shifting from place to place, similar but not identical – because I can shift objects, but you can shift yourself.” “I just found this out half an hour ago. Dayna, how long have you known?” “About a year now. Oh, wait, there’s a thought….” “What do you mean?” “Dean, it hit both of us right when we were in the middle of going through puberty. Whatever it is or whatever causes it, it seems that puberty is the trigger.” Just then, the door opened, and their mother stuck her head in. “Ah-hah! What are you two troublemakers cooking up now?” Dayna emitted a monumental sigh and rolled her eyes as only a fourteen-year old girl can do. “Mom, whatever!” Dean merely laughed. “Can you both be ready for six o’clock? We’re going out for dinner tonight.” Two affirmatives and two nods later, and the door closed again. Dean thought for a few moments. “Dayna, do you think we could ask her?” “Not much point. She’s far too preoccupied right now to want to hear about our worries. Ross.” Dean nodded. Ross was a handsome man a few years older than their mother who had met her a few months earlier – and was mightily taken with her. Dayna and Dean (Dayna especially) had been all set to dislike him when their mother informed her that they were going to meet her new “special friend,” as she put it, but to their surprise Ross had turned out to be a likable, easy-going guy who talked to the kids almost as equals, not patronizing them or trying to assume any kind of control over them. It had also helped that Ross was plainly a man of considerable means and enjoyed taking all three of them out to dinner every couple of weeks. Of course, he took their mother, Deidra, out much more often until the point where he had proposed. Dean and Dayna shelved their conversation while they prepared to go out, but it was a conversation often resumed in the weeks and months ahead as they tried to decide – as a team – how to handle the bizarre twist of fate that had landed them with these peculiar powers. Two things had become very clear to both of them. One was that they had to control what they were thinking very carefully so they wouldn’t end up accidentally causing an incident. The other was that they both had to be super-cautious about not letting anyone catch them exercising their powers. Dean hadn’t fully realized the importance of this at first, but Dayna had brought him down to earth with a bump by mentioning medical science and dissection tables – in somewhat gruesome detail. When they were sixteen years old, their lives suddenly and abruptly changed. Ross and Deidra got married, and suddenly the twins found themselves yanked out of their bland, boring middle-class existence in Los Angeles and landed in a beautiful hilltop ranch bungalow in San Diego, with a big infinity pool outside and a splendid view of the Pacific Ocean beyond. It wasn’t easy for them to make friends in this kind of environment, in part because they were outsiders in a very self-contained and self-aware social world, but also because of their secret. Ross had enrolled both of them as individual members of his country club, sponsoring them and paying their entrance fees and the first ten years of annual subscription without even batting an eye. Dean made more use of the club than Dayna, as a rule, since he loved swimming so much. There was a beautiful fifty-metre outdoor pool close by the club house, and Dean could often be found in it, swimming in the lap lanes. Dayna would more likely be seen sunning herself on one of the loungers. In the end, they had decided not to tell anyone but to keep the secret strictly to themselves for the time being. Life rolled on, with Dayna quickly becoming a star-in-waiting at her new community theatre company, and Dean fitting in better at his new swim club than at school. He did some fooling around with a couple of other swim club members, mostly involving hurried and clandestine circle jerks and sucking off. Then it came time to go to university, and Dean had actually gotten a swimming scholarship at a small university. There, he had made many friends, more than he’d ever had in his life actually, and had gotten into some much more serious sexual activity with teammates and with other guys he’d met at the campus bars. Dean knew perfectly well that he wanted to get fucked, but it seemed that all the gay guys he met were exclusively bottoms. His cock didn’t mind working over a series of hot holes at all and he grew to relish the fun of blasting a hot load inside a tight young ass, but his own ass felt somewhat neglected and needy. Dean had to resort to playing with toys while waiting and hoping for a Top Prince Charming to appear and sweep him off his feet. It finally happened in his third year at school, when his college had a dual meet with the swim team of one of the big universities in Los Angeles. And there, to his surprise, was his old youthful crush Mike, now looking even hotter and sexier as an assistant coach of the opposing team. Dean had set good times throughout the meet and had swum to first place in the 100m breaststroke final. As he’d climbed down from the podium, Mike had been right there, congratulating one of his own team on a personal best time. Then he’d turned to Dean and shaken his hand, grinning as he did so in a meaning way that said, “I remember you, and I know what you wanted to do. It’s time.” It was a good thing Dean was finished competing for the weekend, because that look would have ruined his concentration and his technique completely. There were still one or two events to go, but Dean wandered over to the spa tub by the diving tower. It was empty because there were no diving events this week. He sank gratefully into the warm water, feeling the pulsing jets, and leaned back against the side with his eyes closed. No fear of accidentally ending up somewhere else – Dean’s entire mind was filled with images of Mike, his massive chest and solid abs clearly on view through a tight white tee shirt, his cock bulging noticeably in his deck shorts. And then, memories of Mike at a younger age, when Dean was just discovering himself as gay, and watching Mike strutting his stuff around the pool in the club speedos. Suddenly, his reverie was broken by a deep voice. “Okay if I join?” Dean’s eyes snapped open to find Mike grinning down at him, stripped down to a speedo. It was a very knowing and appreciative grin – which is when Dean realized that he was busy rubbing his cock bulge and it had become painfully hard. It was immediately obvious that Mike was enjoying the sight very much, as his own cock was making a distinct lump in his tight suit. Dean nodded, and Mike dropped down into the tub, sitting down in a carefully chosen spot – close enough to reach, far enough to conceal his intentions from any nosy third parties. They exchanged quick catch-up bulletins about what they’d each been doing for the last half-dozen years. While they were chatting, Dean found it increasingly difficult to keep the thread of the conversation going as Mike’s foot had begun rubbing insistently against the front of his suit. After fifteen minutes or so, Mike hauled himself out and quickly grabbed a towel. Dean followed his example, and then Mike said, “Come on – let’s hit the showers.” As they were walking towards the change rooms, Mike added meaningly, “The best part of this facility is that the shower cubicles are nice and big.” Dean grinned. Mike led the way to the last shower cubicle at the far end of the empty shower area, and pulled the curtain closed as soon as they were both inside, then turned on the water. He grabbed Dean and pulled him under the spray, kissing him forcefully as he ground his bulge against Dean’s. After making out for a minute or so, he broke the kiss and gasped out, “On your knees and show me what you can do!” Dean understood that Mike was going to be calling all the shots and he dropped down onto the floor, then wrapped his mouth around the bulge in Mike’s wet swimsuit, sucking on it and blowing hot air into it. The combination of heat and moisture caused Mike’s tool to jump and pulsate a few times, and Dean could taste the sweetness of Mike’s precum as he slurped away at the soaking-wet material. That taste inspired him to get rid of the obstacle, and he fished out the drawstrings of Mike’s speedo, untied them, and pulled the suit out to clear Mike’s erect cock before sliding it down to the floor. He then took Mike in his hand, sucking and slurping at the juice oozing out of the head, and then taking the shaft into his mouth. Mike groaned audibly above him as Dean began going right to town on his dick. He might never have been fucked, but he was definitely an experienced and skillful cocksucker by now, and he gave Mike’s eight-incher the full treatment, while Mike grabbed the back of his head to guide him up and down. Before long, Mike moaned that he was about to cum, but Dean kept right on going until Mike’s tool convulsed in his mouth, jetting a big load of man cream into Dean’s throat. Dean busily sucked and swallowed until Mike’s orgasm finally died away. Then he got to his feet, ready to go and shower on his own in another cubicle – but Mike stopped him. “Where do you think you’re heading off to? Get back in here.” Mike then dropped onto the floor and returned the treatment in full, and Dean realized that Mike might want to be in control, but he was prepared to give and take. In this case, he gave Dean’s cock an epic tongue bath and full suction therapy, and it wasn’t long before he got to take it all as Dean’s excitement overcame him, and his dick fired off several spurts into Mike’s busily working mouth. At that, Dean felt sure that the games were over, but he was wrong again. “Come on back to my place. You got wheels?” “No. I came on the bus.” “I’ll take you, then.” It took about fifteen minutes for them to clean up for real, dry off, get dressed, and get out to Mike’s car. It then took a mere five minutes for Mike, a classic California maniac driver, to get them to his apartment. Once they were into his bedroom, they resumed making out as they got undressed again. This time, it was Dean who was stripped all the way down first as Mike couldn’t wait to get at his buns. Mike all but tore Dean’s briefs off in his rush to explore that sexy ass. In a moment, he had his face buried in between Dean’s nicely rounded cheeks and was kissing and licking Dean’s hole for all he was worth. Dean was in heaven, discovering new and astonishing sensations every moment as Mike worked on his cheeks and hole for all he was worth. Then Mike decided it was time to work a finger inside Dean -- and got a surprise. The hole refused to give. He tried again and got the same response. “Uhh, dude, you’re gonna have to relax a bit, I can’t even get a finger into you.” “I’m trying, Mike, I really am.” “Holy shit, are you telling me you’re a fucking virgin?” “Yeah, that’s right.” “Okay, we’re definitely going to need some more help here. Lie on the bed, face up.” Dean did as he was told, while Mike opened the bedtable drawer and pulled out a tube of lube. “Okay, man, lift your legs up and apart.” Dean complied. Mike squirted a generous glob of lube onto his fingers, smearing some of it on Dean’s tight knot. Dean sighed at the cool sensation of the gel on him. Mike slid a finger into the pool of lube, and then began rubbing it back and forth over that tight little button until it gradually softened and began to twitch. Then he pushed a bit and the tip of his finger popped right in, boldly going where no man had gone before. Mike kept twisting his finger around in Dean’s ass, working the hole and encouraging it to flex as he told Dean to “Just keep breathing deeply and slowly.” It was working. Dean’s hole was slowly relaxing its death grip on Mike’s finger, and in another minute Mike was able to slide a second finger in alongside the first. After a few more minutes, Mike felt that Dean was about as ready as he could be. He asked, “Are you ready for my cock now, Dean?” “Fuck, Mike, I’ve been ready for that cock for years. Yeah, I want it. Give it to me now.” Mike planted the tip of his rigid cock against Dean’s hole, told him again to relax and breathe deeply, and began to push. It took a minute of steady pressure, and then Dean’s hole yielded, and Mike was inside him. Dean gasped from the pain, even though he wanted to scream. Mike’s dick was neither short nor thin, and his hole was desperately trying to squeeze the intruder back out. But at the same time, Dean knew that he needed this, that he wanted it, that Mike was taking him through the last and biggest rite of passage of being a full-fledged active gay man. Tears stood in Dean’s eyes and sweat beaded his forehead. “Are you okay? Do you want me to take it out?” “Hell, no! It hurts, but don’t stop. Get that thing all the way inside me and fill me up with your load. I want it!” Mike kept leaning against the pressure, and slowly his dick slid farther and farther up the channel until his entire eight inches was buried inside Dean, and his pelvis was pressed right against Dean’s ass cheeks. Then Mike laid down on top of Dean and began making out with him some more – a good choice, since the passionate kissing action took Dean’s mind off the battle down below. Eventually, Dean’s muscles stopped fighting against Mike, and he was able to begin sliding out and then back in. Mike was a considerate fucker, and was deliberately going slow and easy, both to let Dean get used to the whole sensation of being fucked, and to let himself keep making out with Dean while he was fucking. At last, Dean opened his eyes, looked at Mike, and said, “Okay, Mike, I’m ready. Give me my first real fucking.” With that permission, Mike geared up and really went nuts in Dean’s ass, pounding fast and hard and deep. He rolled Dean onto his side and spooned him. He rolled Dean onto his face and drove his meat down into that no-longer-virgin hole, He pulled Dean up onto all fours and drove straight into him from behind. Dean was rapidly learning how to work his ass muscles on the cock inside him, and Mike moaned his approval as Dean’s hole stroked and milked him. It was too good to last long. Mike pushed Dean down onto his face again and hammered down into him, bottoming out with every stroke and bouncing off Dean’s prostate. Dean suddenly arched his pelvis upwards, cried out, “Cumming!”, and proceeded to blow his first-ever hands-free cum all over Mike’s bed sheets. The sudden contractions of his hole triggered Mike, and in another moment Dean was taking the first load of his life deep inside his ass. The sheer energy of the fuck had both of them breathing deep and hard as they flopped onto the bed again. Mike was still on top of Dean, and Dean loved that closeness, as well as the way Mike nuzzled at the side of his face until he turned his head so they could kiss again. At last, Dean spoke. “Oh, fuck, that was amazing. Thanks, Mike. I so needed that.” Mike laughed. “You’re welcome. But don’t think you’re off the hook. Look at the time! We need to get some food, and then it’s your turn to return the favour. Pizza?” Pizza it was. They scarfed a whole extra-large pie, downed a couple of beers each, and headed right back to bed, where Dean returned the favour, demonstrating his much more advanced top skills in Mike’s firm, round, muscular ass. After each of them had cum again, their third loads of the day, they were both feeling sleepy. Mike said, “Stay if you like,” and Dean consented, snuggling up against Mike as Mike pulled the sheet up over them.” Dean’s last thought as he dozed off was, “What a day. First place finish, first time getting fucked, and first sleepover with the hottest guy I’ve ever seen in my life.” In the morning, Mike whipped up some killer French toast for breakfast. That and a big pot of coffee set both of them up for another day. “Can I drop you anywhere?” “No, thanks, Mike, just point me to the nearest bus stop. My place is off on the other side of town anyway.” “Okay. But I’d be happy to get together with you and do this again if you feel like it.” Dean eagerly nodded, and they swapped numbers. Then Mike accompanied him to the door, and they exchanged one more deep kiss before Dean waved goodbye and sauntered off down the hall. Of course, he had no intention of walking to, let alone getting on, the bus. As soon as Mike closed the door, he dodged into the stairwell, closed his eyes, and disappeared.

Chapter 3 Later that afternoon Jake cuddles up next to Tyler as he enjoys a few beers. Both enjoying the view of the lake from the cabin. Tyler is still in his cum stained jock and Tyler still completely nude. Later, Tyler gets up from his seat and exclaims, “ it’s time for your next lesson boy. Get on your knees.” Jake, confused, gets on his knees and says, “But I’ve already know how to suck your dick” Tyler laughs and say , “ Yes you do but the beers has filled me up and now I’ve got to piss and I haven’t taught you how to take my piss. Now open up”. As Jake waves he dick at Tyler Jake does as he’s told. Tyler’s heavy dick rests on jakes lower lip and the flow of piss begins slowly. ‘Don’t loose a drop’ Tyler insists as Jakes mouth fills up and he struggles to swallow it all. Jakes guzzles down the warm golden liquid until the steams stops. Tyler rings out his dick allowing Jake to enjoy the last drops. “That’s my good boy”, Tyler says with a grin and meets him with a kiss tasting the piss on the boys breath. He tells Jake to go clean up and prepare for the night ahead. Tyler has invited a friend over to enjoy his new boy.

I went and had a great time. I got fucked by easily a dozen dudes and took a few loads along the way over about 3 hours. The darkroom at the back was where most of the action was, but as i was leaving things were spreading out a bit with guys fucking upstairs and down.

Damn this story is almost exactly how I feel. I don’t want to get pozzed up and so want a stud to seduce me and poz me up PLEASE!!!

Two tops give a nice working over to a handsome young built twink. The kid is really hot and the more he is abused, the hotter he gets. Love it ! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/rfc-demotion-day-xhFVcH0

I think "pig" is more of a state of mind. There's no one thing that makes one a pig, whether it be a fisting pig, or a poz pig, or a leather pig, or a pain pig. See? There's so many kinds! Some of us have multiple kinks, and can access those abilities as needed. Others focus solely on one thing, and do it well (or not, depending on their experience and actual ability). Imagine you are a piss pig. That's your thing. At a bathhouse, you meet another who describes himself as a pig - but he's a bondage pig. That's not in your skill set. And piss isn't his thing. So two pigs are not the same. Each person has their own skill set and interests, but in the example, it's not really a match. It's also a matter of how one identifies, even if others don't necessarily SEE it or see you as such. You may identify as woman, but if what most people see is a man, there's some perception playing into it, but also personal biases. A personal story: I competed in a leather contest in 2017, and someone who did not like me shouted at me during our class's group photo op on the first night. He said, "Wipe that fake smile off your face, you're not a real leatherman." I knew who it was and who it was directed at. I saw myself one way, and he disagreed. (He's also known for stirring up trouble and attacking titleholders who don't agree with his politics, but that's another tale.) That aside, there are many meanings of pig. How one chooses to live out their own interpretation is up to them. We can't tell each other, "Here's a list of things you need to do or accomplish to be considered a ______ pig." No one tells you that you are - you just ARE. And one can get better at the things they do. Some of us need more education and actual experience than others for whom the skills are innate. Does this make sense?

Had a visit to one of the local sauna’s in December on a Friday evening (don’t really go in the evenings much) and it seemed to be reasonably busy. Had a wander around and ended up in the dark room - it has only the light from the entrance, but if you give yourself a few minutes after entering you can make out the shape of guys as they move around the room and if you watch guys as they enter, then you can kind of follow them around the room. I love this semi-anonymous nature of the space … watch the innocent walk in (or innocent looking anyway) and then see them loose their inhibitions when they think no one will know be able to identify them. I find that this is very true for the kind of guys that I go for - smooth dark-skinned guys, often Asian or Indian guys that are not socially confident and seem to be overlooked by others. And so it was on this visit … I had been doing some mutual touching up with a dark-Italian type of guy but as he wasn’t offering me his ass, I moved away when a very innocent looking Asian guy in his early 30’s walked in … I watched him move around the room feeling up guys as they went. They all seemed to push him away … he eventually got to me and felt my dick … I went to feel his ass and he just dropped his towel and immediately pushed back on my cock. In it went - dry. He didn’t care about lube or condoms … I pre-cum a fair bit so his ass got slopped quickly and I fucked him for a while. There was another top filling a bottom right next to us … so other bottoms came up during the fuck and wanted to get filled. After about 10 mins or so of fucking this Asian guy in various positions I decided to have a break and another top slide right in. The Asian guy didn’t care - he just wanted to get fucked, fucked hard and constantly. I left to get a water … about 15 mins later I returned to the room and once my vision adjusted to the (very low) light, I could see that the Asian guy was still there, still getting fucked so I went over to “watch”. I felt his hole while the other top fucked him and sure enough, no condom … that top busted inside him and another top slid in … the Asian. Guy was now the only bottom in the room so he was getting a bit of attention. He noticed me standing there watching … he pulled off the other top (after only a couple of mins) and then backed up his sloppy ass onto my cock. He was full of cum, but he straightened up and whispered - “pump your babies in me daddy”. And so, after enjoying his hole some more, I dumped my load into his juicy ass. And as soon as I pulled out, another top slide right him behind me … an informal gang-bang with an insatiable Asian bottom that otherwise looked like an innocent/nerdy kind of guy. Perfect!

names James. I'm 31, 6' 1", dark hair, hairy, and have a fit body. I've been poz for about five years now. From time to time I would go visit my parents, and every time I was visiting them, it happened Derek, my younger brother's cute friend also was also visiting. Each time I also found we were eyeing each other. The time I first met him he was only 15, but now he is 18, about 5' 8", dirty blonde hair with a nice bubble ass. On a few occasions, when my brother and Derek were swimming, I went into Derek's bag and sniffed his undies. There's nothing like smelling a young man's underwear: always scented with precum, and sometimes I jerked and blew my cum in them - just for good measure. One night my parents were out of town and asked that I keep an eye on the house while my brother and Derek were swimming. At some point my brother went inside, leaving Derek and me alone. Derek climbed out of the pool and, as the water dripping from his treasure trail, asked "Hey James, can I get a smoke?" I immediately popped hard on. "Sure, Derek, but can you…" "Can I what?" "Ummm, it's nothing." "Just tell me," he replied. "Well, I just wanted you to turn around. You have a nice ass." "I'll even lower my shorts a bit, just for you." And let me tell you. From that point on I was determined to fuck his ass! I didn't care. I had to poz him. So the very next day I gave my friend Mark a call, and asked for his assistance in getting into Derek's ass. Mark readily agreed, and so the next day Mark and his sister to stop over. Now, Mark is about 30, and his sister is 19. I picked-up some booze and the five of us started to drink, and I made sure Derek got more shots than any of the rest of us. As Mark and I expected, Mark's sister got bored and wanted to go out clubbing, and I graciously gave them cab fair. As they were started to get ready to leave my brother quietly said Derek was going to stay home as he had had a bit to much to drink. Yes, all was going to plan. My brother and Derek's sister left, leaving me and Mark alone with Derek. "Sorry if I ruined your night, guys," Derek slurred slightly. "No problem at all," I replied, adding "Mark and I are gonna take a swim. Why don't you join us in the back?" "Sure, just give me another smoke," answered Derek. Oh, I'll give you something, I said to myself as I handed him a cigarette. With that the three of us wandered out to the pool, and Mark asked "Hey James, do you have any spare suits?" "Nah," I replied, suggesting "since it's just us, we can just wear our underwear." Mark and I immediately stripped-down, and James followed our example, albeit somewhat clumsily. He had definitely had enough to drink, still, he was the first to jump in, and I was next, although, since he was slightly drunk, he didn't move-out of the way, with the result I surfaced underneath him, and we ended-up wrestling our way back to the wide staircase. Derek tried to jump on my back to knock me back into the water, and as I staggered under his weight, I couldn't help but inwardly smile as I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. "Yo, Derek, what's that you got there, buddy?" I asked. "Sorry, dude, sorry, but you're hot, man," he replied. Joining in, Mark suggested "Hey Derek, if you think James is so how, why don't you show him how much you like his body?" With only the consideration of a second, Derek looked me up and down, grabbed my cock, and placed my hands on his ass as he began giving me an impassioned, if somewhat drunken, kiss. Knowing Derek was where we wanted him, Mark came over and the two of us helped Derek out of the pool, and into the bedroom, where Mark and I got ready to breed him. Somewhat to my surprise Derek said "Fuck, you're so hot! I can't believe this. I've never been with a guy." I murmured in reply, "Well, to be honest, I've wanted to play with you since I first saw you, so you're in luck: you'll get to play with not only me, but my buddy Mark." "I want your cocks inside me," Derek replied, but Mark suggested, "Well, maybe you should start by sucking us off for a while, and then we'll see who gets to tag your ass." And damn, for a first timer he gave a surprisingly good blow job, and while Derek worked on me, Mark began rimming him, getting him ready for my poz cock. Derek, fully aroused by the attention to his ass, was thoroughly excited, and I was happy when he abruptly stood-up, turned-around, and commanded "Fuck me, now." I graciously prepared to comply, and lubed his ass and myself with some Elbow Grease I had strategically placed in the night table drawer, but just as my head was knocking at his hole, Derek asked "Wait, do you have condoms?" Again I was prepared "Sure do," as I pulled one out of the same night table drawer. Derek slid the condom onto my cock, turned around, and presented his ass. Ever helpful Mark distracted him with some poppers, and I began to breach Derek's ass. "Good boy," I coo'd, "why not go down on Mark?" As he did so, I slowly worked my way into Derek's ass, although I admit I ran out of patience towards the end, and just rammed myself home. Naturally Derek yelped in surprise and pain, but I didn't pause: I fucked him vigorously, determined to leave my load in his hole. Fortunately Derek was a natural bottom, and within a minute or two had opened-up to the point he could exclaim "Oh, fuck, that feels amazing! Fuck me, James!" I urged him on, answering "You got it, buddy, take it. Take my cock!" "Fuck, I want you to fuck me every time you visit," he replied. I snickered thinking he was asking for more than he realized, but didn't let on, replying "Get on your back, Derek. I wanna see your eyes as I fuck you!" Now on his back, he replied "Oh, man, it hurts so good." And knowing I needed to shed the condom before I blew my load, I suggested "Hey Mark, why don't you crouch over Derek's face and let him rim your hole?" Mark and Derek thought this was a good idea, and as they positioned themselves, I kept pounding away, but each time I withdrew I surreptitiously slid the condom a bit off my cock, so by the time Derek's tongue slid into Mark's hole, I was barebacking Derek. Yup. My entire eight inch poz cock was now barebacking Derek, and I was very close to seeding him, so I asked "Fuck, Derek, where do you want me to cum?" "Blow your load in my ass, man, in my ass," Derek replied, only to resume rimming Mark. "Fuck, yeah, man, here it is!" I replied, as I pounded ever harder. My load was now about to blow, so I let both Derek and Mark know as much when I pushed my way in, balls-deep, and announced "Here, take it! Take my cum!" As I blew my load inside Derek's ass, he came at virtually the same moment. Not to be out done, Mark gave himself a couple of jerks and blew his load all over Derek's chest, and even Derek's face. So Derek was the model of a slut: cum covering his face as my cum, my poz cum, soaked into his ass. When we had caught our breath I gasped "Hey, buddy, you better get to bed before my brother gets home," but tired by the booze and the fuck, Derek passed-out, so Mark and I carried him into the spare bed and made him comfortable for the night.

I like any age cock. One thing I like about the younger ones I have sucked is that they have their pubic hair trimmed more often that older guys. Hate hair in my mouth.

Part 6 I didn't see TJ for a few days until he showed up at my door Thursday evening holding a duffel bag. He smelled horrible and looked even worse. His long hair was filthy and stringy and he was covered in dirt. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, which wasn't far from the truth. Without a word I let him into my apartment and he moved to my couch. "On the floor!" I ordered him. "You're not sitting your filthy ass on my couch!" He dropped to his knees and sat down looking dejected and pathetic. I sat on the couch and offered him the loaded bong. He smiled up at me as he took it. After a few hits, he told me what was going on. It turns out that he had gone home to take a shower. His roommates, seeing him covered in dried cum and smelling like a cheap whore, knew he was tweaking hardcore and kicked him out right on the spot. They threw his clothes and his skateboard out the window and that was that. He was homeless. He spent the next few days and nights on the street, sleeping where he could. He had sold his skateboard to get a little bit of money for food, but that quickly ran out. He didn't know what else to do, so he turned to me for help. Big mistake. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for to finally finish what I had been working towards for weeks. I looked down on him and said, "You know, if I let you stay here, we're going to have to work out some way for you to pay me." "I know," he meekly replied. "I've already thought about it. I'm willing to suck your cock whenever you want. I'll suck your friends cocks too. Just please, can you help me out?" I didn't say a word as I fished my cock out of my shorts. After all, I wasn't agreeing to his terms, he just didn't know mine yet. He leaned forward and took me into his mouth. He really did a good job of sucking me, he was a natural at it. In no time flat I was feeding him another one of my dirty loads. Then I told him to take a shower. As he was cleaning days of dirt and grime off his skinny pale body, I prepared the bedroom for TJ's fate. By the time he finished his shower, I was back on the couch with 4 fat lines prepared on the mirror. I handed him a rolled up bill and he snorted down 2 of them like the junky he was becoming. I snorted the other 2 and sat back on the couch, enjoying the site of the naked teenager on my couch. I handed him the loaded pipe and told him to smoke the whole thing. As he blew out a big white cloud, I picked up some restraints I had beside the couch. "What are those?" He asked as a puzzled look crossed his face. "Just some leather accessories." I told him. "I've decided that cock sucking will only be one of your duties. You will also serve as my houseboy. You know, just some cleaning, lite cooking, laundry, stuff like that. But you have to wear a uniform." "Ok," he shrugged, blowing out another big cloud. My hands trembled a bit as I leaned down and attached the first restraint to his hairy ankle. So close, I was getting so close! I quickly had the second restraint around his other ankle. As he was torching the bowl for another hit, I reached up and attached first one, then the other restraint to his wrists. He barely paid attention as he concentrated on the bowl. As he blew out another big hit, I wrapped a collar around his neck, and buckled it. TJ just went with the flow and didn't question anything. After all, he was getting high again, and that's all he cared about. I sat back to enjoy the site before me. The black leather contrasted so beautifully with his pale skin. He looked every bit the perfect little piece of trash that he was. He looked at me with wide, saucer like eyes and I knew he was ready. Even if he wasn't, I was. "Come with me." I said, standing him up. "I'm going to show you one of your duties." He stood up and followed me to the bedroom, completely oblivious of what was about to happen to him. I pretended I was going to show him how to make my bed, and as soon as I had his right wrist in the corner, I had it attached to the chain on my headboard. "What the fuck?" He started. "What the fuck is going on?" I didn't say a word. I just pushed him onto the bed and jumped on his back, holding him down. He struggled beneath me, shouting "Let me go! Please! Don't do this!" He begged. I ignored him and soon had his other wrist attached as well. Now he wasn't going anywhere. He continued to yell and beg and plead, and as much as that turned me on, I didn't want the neighbors to hear his screams. I picked up a ball gag and forced it into his mouth, stifling his pleas. He kicked at me as I tried to secure his legs, but I just sat on them to hold them still as I attached them to more chains. After a bit more struggling, I stood up and looked down on my prize. TJ struggled hard trying to free himself as he yelled into the gag. Tears started to flow from his eyes as he realized there was no escape. I just enjoyed the site of my skater boy spread eagled and helpless, his legs spread apart, displaying his defenseless hairy ass. I shoved a shard up his ass as I lubed up my 11 inch monster. I also rubbed some fine powder all over his puckered hole. TJ moaned as he felt the burning. That was nothing compared to the burning he would soon feel! I took a bandana and poured some poppers on it and tied it around TJ's nose. Soon his body relaxed a bit as his head went into orbit. I placed the head of my dick against TJ's virgin hole. It was met with resistance, but I didn't care. I gave one really hard push, and my head popped past his anal ring. TJ's head flew back and his back arched as he screamed, but I didn't stop. I held onto his hips and continued pushing myself into him. Sweat covered his body and fresh tears streamed from his eyes as he half screamed and half sobbed into the gag. I had about three more inches to go when I felt some more resistance deep inside of him. I knew I was at his second sphincter. I grabbed his shoulders and used every bit of power I could muster and slammed myself all the way into him. TJ screamed and passed out. I held myself in the kid while I slapped his face a few times, and eventually he came back around. He just moaned in pain as I laid buried in him. I pulled out, enjoying seeing the red streaks that covered my cock. I knew I had tore the kid a bit, and that made me smile. TJ breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his hole being emptied, but it was short lived. I grabbed a prepared rig and a rubber hose, then I forced my cock all the way back into my skater boy. I tied off his bicep and twisted his arm so the good part was available and I saw a nice plump vein sticking up. Then I leaned into his ear. "Now, your going to feel a little prick in your arm, and if you know what's good for you, you won't move a muscle or you could get really hurt. Do you understand?" TJ shook his head yes. Then, with all 11 inches of myself buried in the kid, I swabbed his arm and very carefully stuck the needle in. TJ didn't flinch as I drew back to register blood, then slowly pushed the plunger down, administering a huge slam to the already fucked up boy. Then I pulled off the rubber hose and threw it and the needle aside. This was the moment I been waiting for. TJ's body went ridged as he started to cough. I just started fucking him as the rush went through his young body. I pulled about 5 inches out before slamming myself back in balls deep. Over and over I pounded his insides, my large p.a. battering his intestines. TJ started to moan in pleasure as my cock tore into him. I removed the ball gag and TJ just mumbled some gibberish. He grunted and moaned louder, like the cheap little whore he was, but was unable to form words, only pleasure sounds. I pounded his straight boy ass for 15 minutes before I started to feel the oncoming orgasm. I grabbed his long hair and pulled his head back as I let out long groan and pumped the first dirty load of this kids life into his wrecked innards. I collapsed onto him as my cock drained every bit of its seed into TJ. I eventually pulled out, admiring the pink slime covering my dick. TJ's hole already gaped open a bit and was an angry red colour. I grabbed my phone and called Paul. "Get over here!" I told him. "I just fucked the kid and he's ready for more cock!"

Part 3 TJ became an immediate hard core fan of getting rimmed, even more so after I introduced him to poppers. I'd give him his laced soda, we'd get ripped, then my face would be buried in his hairy hole as he huffed on poppers and egged me on with filthy talk. Then he would skull fuck my face and blow his load down my throat followed by a piss chaser. He never even once objected to my finger up his cunt as I blew him. I guess he figured that wasn't TOO faggy. And besides, he knew just how good if felt, and that he'd probably never get his little girlfriend to do that to him. ( who I hadn't seen around in a while, come to think of it.) Then it was more weed and round two of the same thing, except he didn't give me his piss on the second go, so I was always left with the taste of his trashy load in my mouth. Now, as much fun as that was almost everyday, I was getting anxious for things to progress. My dick was craving his straight skater hole more and more everyday. I knew I could only go so far in my next step, but after a couple more weeks, I knew I had to press on. So one day, after the usual G and weed, I casually pulled out a glass pipe packed with a fat load. A gloriously naked TJ sat straight up as soon as he saw what I had. "Oh fuck dude!" He exclaimed. "It's been a couple of years since I've had that shit!" At first, I was a little disappointed that I wasn't going to be the first one to corrupt him with T, but I quickly realized it didn't matter as long as the end result was me shooting my dirty load 11 inches deep into his straight guts. And besides, seeing his eager face, and having a reliable source for great shit, pretty much guaranteed that I would absolutely turn him into a Tina whore. "Well here you go buddy." I said, handing him the pipe. "Go ahead and hit that a few times." My dick got rock hard as I watched him expertly handle the pipe. He knew just how to torch the bowl and get it rolling. My heart beat faster as he raised the pipe to his lips and inhaled a long, slow hit, holding it in before exhaling a large white cloud. I stared at his beautiful, naked tatted and pierced body as he took four more big hits. A greedy boy. I liked that. He handed me the pipe and torch as he smiled with already spaced out eyes, "Whoa dude. That's some primo shit!" "And I can get it anytime." I smiled at him as I lit the torch. I took three hits before I handed it back. He was more polite this time, only taking two himself. We passed the pipe back and forth until it was empty and TJ was flying. I bent over and took his soft dick into my mouth. "Dude, I can't get hard when I'm high." He mumbled, probably not knowing that most guys can't. I was one of the few lucky ones who could stay hard when I partied. "That's ok." I replied. "You can still feel pleasure. Awesome pleasure." And I began sucking his dick. It may not get hard, but at least it didn't shrivel up, and I had 5 nice soft inches to roll around my mouth. I worked his dick and balls while he moaned like a cheap whore and I was rewarded with a steady stream of pre cum. This was almost better than when he pumped his load down my throat. Now I got a steady supply of his salty teenage essence to swish around my mouth. I really have no idea how long I nursed on his cock before I pulled off. I got up and produced a mirror. In no time, I had chopped up four nice lines. I pulled out a 50 dollar bill and rolled it, quickly snorting my two lines before I passed it to TJ. Like a pro, he snorted his two right down. I handed him the popper bottle as I rolled him over. Soon, TJ was moaning and panting as I worked my magic on his hairy boy hole. I would alternate my licking and sucking with sliding a finger in and out. Soon I was sliding two fingers in the straight boys pussy, and either he didn't notice, or he was too wrapped up in the pleasure I was giving him to care. After maybe 45 minutes, an hour, who knows, it was a long time, I sat up and sneaked a little shard that I stuck up his ass. "What the fuck? Why is it burning?" He howled, wanting to know. "Relax dude." I reassured him. "It's just a little bootie bump. Another way to enjoy T. It'll stop in a minute. Hit the poppers and relax." He huffed the poppers as I went back to eating his hole. He was soon relaxed again and I pulled out a toy. It was a three speed prostate massager, thin, and with a bulbous head. The perfect device to really start to prepare him for the real thing. I slipped the round head into him. "What the fuck is that?" He asked looking back at me." "It's a prostate massager." I told him as I pushed it in deeper. I was surprised he didn't object to it more, but I guess, as long as it wasn't my dick, he was ok with that. He just hit the poppers as I pushed it deeper into him. When I had it pressed against his magic spot, I turned on the low speed. "Oooooohhhhhhhhh." He let out a long guttural groan. He didn't say a word, he just moaned and groaned as I rubbed the toy back and forth across his prostate. I rolled him onto his back so I could return to nursing on his cock. As soon as I took him into my mouth, I hit the next speed on the toy. TJ's moans grew louder and he placed his hands on my head, holding against his crotch. I sucked the boy for about 20 minutes before he started shaking and twitching a bit. "Oh fuck dude! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. I'm gonna fucking cum!" As soon as he said that, I put the vibrator on high speed and really worked his prostate. He grabbed two fistfuls of my hair, crying out in ecstasy as his body convulsed and my mouth was flooded with his watery cum that poured out of his limp dick. I was so turned on, I stood up and moved over to TJ's head. I dropped my shorts and started stroking my big cock. "Let me come on your face!" I begged him. "What? No way dude!" A surprised TJ said as he opened his eyes to see my big cock just inches from his face. I didn't say a word. I just picked up the 50 dollar bill off of the coffee table and placed it on his chest. "Just close your eyes and mouth and the 50 is yours." I whispered. TJ grabbed the 50 and scrunched his face up like he was in pain. That pushed me over. Rope after rope of cum coated his face. I covered his eyes, his lips, his nose so it ran down his cheeks. Soon, I was drained and my straight skater boy looked like a cheap whore at a bachelor's party. I grabbed his boxer briefs off the floor and tossed them over his face. I smiled as I watched him wipe my fluids off of his face with his own underwear, dreaming of the day when my dirty fluids would be inside him.