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The rooms were pretty narrow, only fitting a single mattress and a small space for circulation with a metal locker. I was being moved around, to get me into position to satisfy whoever was in my room and put that blindfold on me. The think fabric mattress cover was shuffling at the same time, drenched in my sweat and the cum leaking out of me. Not usually sweating a lot, I had never smelled so strongly and getting my nose closer to my own armpits was driving me nuts. I was on my back, my hole exposed at the edge of the mattress, my legs wide open. I could feel hairy legs rubbing mine, a dick playing around my hole, and hans on my thighs keeping them open. It felt sloppy, maybe with precum, more likely with the loads coating my insides. “You’ve been partying, boy. You’re all fucked up, aren’t you?” I heard. The deep voice was resonating bizarrely in my head. “Yeah” was all I could manage to mumble. “What are you on?” I was asked. I could just say “MD”. “Good boy! You want more, don’t you?”. I should have said no at that moment but I was feeling too crazy to refuse. I could not even clearly articulate a yes, and just shook my head in approval, biting and licking my lips to show how much I needed more dick and cum. “Don’t move” as I heard his steps leaving the room. It could have 2 minutes or an hour, I couldn’t tell, when I heard “Open your mouth”. A pill was dropped on my tongue. “Drink” I was ordered as my head was being held up from the back. “There”. “Please, fuck me”. I wanted it so bad, my body was almost aching. “All in good time, boy” I heard as I felt a hand caressing my face.

The Private Party 2 So I've been going to a private sex party for a few months. I wrote about it back in October. It's been a lot of fun. Every time I go I clean myself inside and out with lotion and fully lubed up. Then I lock myself in a chastity cock cage and when I get there I am stripped and locked into a spreader bar that holds my hands and ankles together, forcing me face down and ass up, my hole exposed and helpless for anyone to use until I'm set free. I wear nothing but a jock that allows full access to my hole. All the regulars know me and take turns using my hole and shooting load after load of risky cum deep inside me while they grunt away their pleasure and cause me to moan out mine. I know some, maybe even most of the loads I've been taking are charged and it is pretty much inevitable that sooner or later my ass will be knocked up. Some of the guys have even told me they are high VL and a few even that their loads were med resistant so even if I am on PrEP (which I'm not, so my ass is very fertile) I will still get charged up by their strain. Well, I'm going to the January party tomorrow, but this time I know I don't have to worry about getting pozzed. Last week I wasn't feeling well so I went to the free sex clinic and got tested... Sure enough. Poz. The doctors want to put me on meds, but I think I will hold off until something happens. Well, I'm still looking forward to continuing to attend the parties... Maybe one of these times I will go to the party and be looking for bottoms instead of taking more loads...

The Private Party So I was on that barebacking site, you know which one. I just happened to look at the Private Parties section. Usually these are organized by a bottom guy who is looking for tops and doesn't really want any other bottoms there. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find a party where not only was the organizer a versatile top, most of the other people signed up to attend were or were tops or versatile. And it wasn't just a couple of attendees, there were already 8 people signed up. I started to look at the profiles of the organizer and the other attendees. Very hot. I could already feel my little cock start to tingle in anticipation. I've always had a fantasy about showing up at a party like this and when I get there being locked into a chastity device and then into the kind of bondage spreader bar which leaves a guy ass up and helpless to prevent anyone from using him as they see fit. I messaged the host for an invitation and asked him if it was OK if I was locked in a chastity cage and a spreader bar, He messaged me back saying I was invited and that would be great. I went to the toy/lingere store near where I live that carries a fairly large assortment of bondage toys. I picked out a spreader bar that looked sturdy. The lady at the counter gave me a wink and a smirk as I paid. So now I'm getting ready for the party. Taking a shower, shaving myself in all the right places. Applying good smelling lotion. Thoroughly cleaning myself out with many enema bottles. Lubing up my hole and sliding a large plug in. Putting on my cage and locking it securely in place. Putting on a jock so my ass will be exposed and ready. When I get there the host greets me at the door and recognizes me since I am carrying a spreader bar. When I am inside I strip down and remove the plus. He takes my clothes and the plug, putting them in a bag for safe keeping. tells me I can go set up in a corner and he'll have someone help me get locked up. He motions over a guy dressed in leather gear and asks him if he'd give me a hand. He says he would love to. We go over in the corner and I get down on all fours and he fastens my arms and legs to the spreader bar. I am now ass up and totally helpless to stop anyone from having free access to my hole. Other guys are milling around, a few are making out and I hear the moans and groans of others as they are sucking each other off or fucking. The guy admires his handiwork and gives my ass a smack. Other people seem to notice and soon a group forms. The leather guy starts to slide his hard, thick dick up and down my crack until the tip catches my hole, then he slides it in making me groan out in pleasure. He starts a slow in-out motion and his dick is long enough it is hitting my prostate and soon it is making my little cock confined in its cage drool pre cum. Someone notices and says "Look at that sissy clit drip!" while he reaches down and wipes some up with his finger and then puts it to my mouth making me taste my own seed. After a while the leather guy fucking me starts to pick up his pace, his low hanging balls which had been slapping my taint pulling up tight to his body and I know I'm about to take his load. As I feel his cock throb and his cum blasting deep inside me he bends down to my ear and says "did the host tell you that this isn't just a bareback party, it is a conversion party?" I cry out "No!", but I should have known because so many of the attendees had status "Ask me". He rests for a second and says "Well, now you know, and there was your first poz load". He barely has a chance to pull out before another guy starts sliding his big dick into my now well used hole. One by one guys pound my ass and fill it with their hot loads, many of them telling me things like that they had stopped their meds weeks ago in anticipation of this party. I can feel lube and cum dribbling out of my ass and down my leg every time one of them pulls out. I lose track of how many loads I take, but it has to be close to a dozen. Eventually I hear the host tell me the party will be ending soon and it is his turn. I feel his dick slide into my now stretched out hole, but he has to be one of the biggest I've ever taken because it still stretches me out more. He pounds me long and hard and then groans out as he cums, telling me he had been waiting to seed me all night and that his VL was very high so it was the guarantee that I'd be knocked up for sure. He and the leather guy then release me from the spreader bar and I am handed the bag with my clothes in it. I dress, my little cock still trapped in its cage and then drive home. When I get there I unlock my cage and as I'm pulling my little cock I get an email from the host inviting me to next month's party. I can't wait.

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.

Chapter 17 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. After the guy left, with a few loads of cum in him, the attention went to the slave. He was still chained up and three guys were seeing just how much he could take. He had already gotten a slam and now a nasty looking liquid being forced into his ass. It was thick. One of the guys saw a couple some of the attendants looking at him and he said the this was a nasty mix of chems and lubes. It will get him spun and very much more applicable to what is coming at the farm. The neighbor looked and said “ I think the farm hands are going to be happy with our presents “. After the injector was pulled out an expandable butt plug was pushed nm his ass. A couple pumps of the inflator and you could see the base being pulled in. The Slave started twitching around. It was a bit uncomfortable, even though he had been fucked by at least six of the guys. Some were very thick and stretched his ass open. A quick check below the bench and you could see a puddle of cum that had leaked out of the Slave’s ass, that is why they used an inflatable plug. One of the guys rubbed the stomach of the Slave and told him it would feel better soon. He asked him “ Do you want more or are you ready to stop and leave “? The Slave knew that the terms of this was if he stopped, he could leave at any time but he would never be permitted back into the ‘Den’. The Slave said “ No, I can take it “. All he knew than was that he felt a great heat and a yearning from his mid-section and it was spreading in him. He could feel the tingling in his head and he could swear that his feet were tingling also. It might have been from the drugs that were injected in him or the fact that his feet had been chained over his head for hours to make his ass more accessible. He wasn’t sure how many loads he took or who had pissed in his ass, for that much he thought he had swallowed his fair share of cum also. The pressure no his guts subsided some and his owner asked him “ Feeling better my little pet “? The Slave simply nodded, his head was spinning and it felt great. His owner then asked one more time, “ Are you ready for the farm”, and the Slave weakly answered “ Yeeesss “. The owner reach for the inflator and pumped it more. There was a look of uneasiness on his Slave’s face and he reminded him that it needed to be inflated fully to keep all that in his ass during the trip out. He also added “ When you get there you can give birth to it if you want “. The His Master disconnected the inflator hose from the plug. He knew that the thing would not deflate until the hose was connected and the release valve was pushed. They unchained the Slave and sat him up to get some cloths on him. The Slave’s head was spinning and it felt like he had a basketball in his ass. The Slave was asked how he felt and he looked up and all he could say was “ I feel fucking great “! The Slave was lead up the Steps and to a Van, He could either sit or lay down on the back seat for his twenty minute trip to the farm. The Neighbor looked over at the Kid. There was a crowd around him. He couldn’t see the action but with the Movements he knew one guy would fuck him while another waited his turn. He was going to go into see the Kid and give him another shot when he heard the distinctive sound of latex gloves being snapped. It was coming from the guy that was bent over.

I dozed off for a bit, not completely asleep but not totally awake. It was a strange feeling. I had never felt this high before. My senses were all fucked up. I knew where I was but was surprised to be here somehow. I was thinking about work the next day and how much of a dirty pig I was, with none of my colleagues suspecting. It turned me on even more thinking about good I was at looking professional and competent but being a total twisted perverted pig in the dark. The mattress of my room was covered with a sizeable puddle of cum leaking out of my hole. Usually I’d clean it up but I didn’t give a fuck. It was sticking to my butt and didn’t care. I opened the door of the room slightly and went back to the mattress. The lights were at the minimum but I had decided to put on a show. Guys were walking past my room and stopping to watch, rubbing their dicks through their towels, satisfied at the cum dripping whore they were seeing. I was jerking my cock even if I couldn’t get it fully hard because of the MD but who cared? I was a hole. A few guys came in, feeling my hole with their fingers and playing with cum drops. I couldn’t tell what they looked like, but I also couldn’t care less. I felt something being put on my face. It was a blindfold. It wasn’t something I had brought with. Normally I’d know better than letting a stranger blindfold me out of nowhere in my room, but my stuff was locked in the locker close to the bed, and I was too fucked up to care anyway.

Karel, my bad but best friend Preliminary remarks: This story is pure fiction! Similarities to real existing persons are purely coincidental, and not intended! Please do not understand this story as a call to share STDs, or to cause other physical and / or mental damage, and also not as a promotion to drug and alcohol consumption! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old (of age according to German law)! Since I have problems writing stories in the English / American language (grammar deficit), I write this story in German, and have it translated by deepl.com! Chapter 1: Introduction and: My best friend meets my younger brother Hello guys, my name is Chris, I'm 22 years old and I'm from Berlin. What is the best way to describe me? Slim with decent muscles (six pack) 1.75 meters tall, 62kg light, blond hair on my head, otherwise hairless. With what I have in my pants, I also do not need to hide, at least no woman has complained yet. Now we come to the far more difficult part, I still have to describe my brother and my best friend... ...until now I never really paid attention to it. Well my little brother's name is Sven, he turned a fresh 18, is like me blond and hairless (must run in the family). He is a little taller than me at 1.82 meters, but only weighs 58kg. That what he has less weight, however, he has more in his pants. My best friend is Karel, he is originally from Prague but has been living in Berlin with his parents for 15 years, he has brown hair and blue piercing eyes, he always shaves off his body hair. I met him 10 years ago when he came to my class. We became friends, did a lot of things together, and realized that our birthday was on the same day - Crazy, right? Karel and I graduated from high school together, and both studied architecture. At 18, Karel started going to McFit to work out. He tried to persuade me over and over again to come along, saying it couldn't hurt me to get some muscles. Well, a year ago he did it, I now also train my body, not as extreme as him, but at least a little bit. Of course, it was not left out that we stood together in the shower, and I could see what dangles there with him. I became envious of the sheer size of his cock. That must be erect at least 22cm, and really thick. He had also gotten a few tattoos over the years, with 18 a black tribial on the left arm with a red central logo, with 19 a green scorpion with red blood drops was added to the right groin, with 20 then the next tattoo, a revolver on the left groin. But the scorpion has surprised me the most so far, because we are both from the zodiac sign Aquarius. But I digress. I wanted to tell how it came about that Karel met my brother. It was the Friday after the birthday of Sven, I assumed that he would once again at some party with friends or in some Berlin club his mischief, as often on the weekend. Our parents (I could rely on them) were in Zurich for the weekend as usual, so we could study in peace. I thought. I want to digress from the topic for a moment, and describe my parents' house. The house has two floors plus a basement. On the first floor there is the spacious eat-in kitchen, the guest toilet right next to the entrance, my parents' bedroom with dressing room and private bathroom, my teenager's room with private bathroom, our father's study, and our mother's study, which was originally Sven's room. This room also has its own bathroom. But Sven preferred to move to the attic because the guest rooms up there were more spacious than his old room. That was on his 16th birthday. We actually have 6 guest rooms, now one is dropped. But that doesn't matter at all, since we rarely have a guest. The guest rooms have one special feature, always two rooms share a bathroom. So, enough about the living situation, let's get back to the actual topic. I had given Karel the room next to my brother, as always when he stayed with me. Sven was never there, until now. We didn't even notice my brother when we brought Karel's clothes upstairs, because Sven was completely too stoned in his bed, and didn't move. Karel and I had made ourselves comfortable in the kitchen to study, drank the one or other beer, when we were overcome by tiredness at about 11 pm. Karel went upstairs and I went to my room. I just managed to undress and fell asleep in my bed. What happened that night I know only from stories. When Karel arrived upstairs in his guest room, he also undressed, then entered the bathroom to take a shower. While Karel was showering, Sven woke up with a full bladder, so he got up and staggered into the bathroom to piss. I'm afraid I have to interject again to say something to my brother. Sven always sleeps naked, when he wakes up at night to piss, or to satisfy his hunger in the living room kitchen, he just also goes naked through the house, this is completely normal for him. Now back to the bathroom: After Sven had finished pissing, he turned around and caught sight of Karel, while Karel was already eyeing him as he came in. Sven faced Karel with his mouth open, started drooling, and his penis started growing as well. Karel started to smile wickedly. What happened after that? Will come in the sequel.

I have a FB who likes to breed me, I am his on call cum-dump. I love it, it's no nonsense breeding. He calls, I come over, I strip in the living room, I get ass up on his bed, he uses my hole, dumps his load in me and then I am up and on my way. It's a great arrangement for us both. He is a great fuck, we fit together great. Love when he breeds me. He has been wanting to share my hole with another top, I'm game. He arranged to have another top come over, but the top wanted it totally anon, me ass up blindfolded. I think thats great. I love an anon blindfolded fuck. I am told they are going to tag team me. SO fucking hot! So I lube up before I leave my house, I'm ready. I arrive at his apartment before the other top. I strip, wearing a jock strap, a harness and high socks (at the request of my fuck bud). I get in position. I start sucking my FB while we wait for the other top to arrive. I read on the top's profile he likes to also suck cock and my FB says be patient as the other top wants to suck him some first. It might happen in the living room before they come in to fuck me. I wait there blindfolded, the tension builds, I am loving it, I take a hit of poppers as I listen for clues. I hear belts being un-buckled, I hear pants dropping to the floor. Its so hot I wait with anticipation. They enter the room and I feel hands touching my ass as I am ass up waiting. I feel a nice slap on the ass and groans of delight!! I love getting my ass slapped (I have a nice fuckable ass). Now that I am blindfolded, I can't really see who or what's going on. I can only guess. I feel a cock pushing at my hole. I back up onto it. No need to go easy, I love it when a guy DIVES IN and enters me! I can take it. I think it's the other top at this point. Every one has their fuck style. Now I think the other top is standing over me and the top whose cock is in me is sucking my fuck buds cock. Not sure, but thats what I think is going on. I am getting fucked, loving it, The top pulls out, the other cock enters me, they repeat this several times. Each taking their turn fucking my hole. I hear groans of delight, my FB telling the other top how I take his cock whenever he asks, that he always breeds me raw! Then I hear my fuck bud say, Let me in, I am going to breed him. My fuck bud breeds my hole with a nice wet load...... Oh, GOD does that feel good. He pulls out and the second top enters me. There is nothing like the great feeling of a the second cock entering a nicely cum lubed hole. I absolutely love that feeling of a nice cock using the first guys cum as lube!! The second top pounds my hole, then pulls out to jerk himself to climax and then dives into my hole spewing his load inside!! SO hot!! He pulls out, he's done!! My FB enters me to just feel the slippery cum filled hole. The second top heads out to get dressed and leave. My FB escorts him out as I lay there in pig heaven thinking about the anon cum inside me!! So fucking hot. I lay there until my FB comes back!! Then I get up and get dressed and I head home with two nice wet loads in my hole. My FB says he is talking with other tops as he wants to do this again!! I can't wait!!

I was bored at home one night so went on BBRT and started to browse. Messaged a guy who was new to the area, said he wanted a cumdump in his hotel room. He was a stocky man, about 55 years old. My type of guy. I said give me 40 mins and I’ll be there. I jumped in the bath and got myself ready. Jumped in the car and made my way over. He said to be naked, on the bed and ready. So I walked in, stripped as normal and left some coconut oil on the bed. I was doggie, ready for him. About a minute later, the light went out and it was dark and silent. Without a single word, the entire stretch of his cock javelined its way though me. I screamed - I was tight and hadn’t been opened in a while. He said be quiet, grabbed my wrist and thrusted again. I didn’t squeak but pushed back on his cock. He was a big lad, photos didn’t do him justice. About 5 minutes of the rawest fuck I’d ever had, he shot his load inside me whilst calling me a dirty bottom cunt. I could feel it backing up and him shaking whilst he orgasmed. He held his cock inside me for a while and then pushed me into the bed. Took two fingers and slid them inside my very raw arsehole and said to me that he’s fertile as fuck and wants to make sure I take all his babies. I moaned hard and begged him to do it again. He took his fingers out of my arse, shoved them down my mouth telling me that’s it for today, come back tomorrow. He said he’s going to go now, I should get dressed and leave in 5 minutes. I got home and freezed his daddy load inside me. I couldn’t walk for a few days it was that painful.

Yesterday I cohosted a group with a buddy. Those in attendance r the same crop of daddylicious fwb’s who have been fucking me for years. I’ve taken dozens of loads from these guys over time. Was hot making out with them and seeing them play with each other. Someone suggested we play “Guess that Dick.” I loved the idea. So I got into doggy position with my winter hat over my eyes as they took turns fucking me. I correctly guessed most of them. Haha Then I went to PigHaus NYC afterwards with a friend. At the end of the day, I bottomed for at least 15 guys and lost count of how many I topped. At one point during PigHaus, I was going from ass to ass plowing. Then I went to McDonalds and had fries and nuggets with a slut btm neighbor friend from the party. Twas a wonderful day! :)

I like to get fucked raw in public. In an alley, on the beach, in a park, in the woods, bathrooms, etc. The last time I got fucked raw in public was the end of the summer (too cold now for the tops but I would do it in the middle of the winter). Talked to a guy on Grindr who I knew was black but we didn't share any pictures. He said to meet him at the side of the Acme supermarket in the next town. After I arrived I told him I was there and he said to go to the back of the building and get naked and get behind the dumpster. I did and waited. Meanwhile a few trucks were coming and going near where I was naked behind the dumpster. A number of minutes later I hear his voice. We can't see each other because it's totally dark. He feels my naked ass and unbuckles his belt. I hear his pants drop and he fucks me raw for awhile and then finally cums in me. He gets dressed again and says that I better leave because they will be picking up the dumpsters at any time. After he leaves, I stay there naked with my ass filled with this strangers cum. I wait another half hour hoping they were coming to pick up the dumpsters and find me naked behind them, but no such luck. So I finally dress and go home. Hot night.

I'm at the gloryholes every week, love the anon part of it all not knowing who's on the other end!

Part 2 The next few days were boring. Just some corporate profile pictures at some downtown office. The receptionist was hot and friendly thought. She gave me her Tiktok. I don’t have a phone. I barely afford my rent share with dad, a phone was definitely out of question. So I pretended I forgot it. On Friday, we spend the day at the studio cleaning the lens and other stuff. By 2, we were done. Leo invited me for a beer, but I had to decline as I did not have any money and pay day was only the following week. - You’re broke? No pocket change at all? - No, I reply blushing. In fact, I was wondering if I can get an advance, my rent is due Monday. Leo squinted at me for few seconds which made me blushing even more. I am sure my cheeks went crimson. - Why didn’t you say so? With that, he pulled out a roll of money and handed me $800 cash. This is for your week. - Euh… Really… thank you. I really appreciate it… I don’t want to sound ungrateful but shouldn’t it be 840$? - It should, but let say its to cover the interests. A problem? I just shook my head. I would have to manage carefully between pay days, I thought. *** The bar was only two doors down from the studio. You had to know it was there as there was no external sign. If you’d look carefully, there was an “open” neon in the window which seems to be turned on the low dim. The waitress was pretty skinny and had some charms for her. A lot of make-up, blond hair, high heels which cause her to arch her back, indecently accentuating a pair of breasts ready to pop out of her bra. - Is this a new one Leo? she asked with a faintly lisp. - Yep - Are you going to keep him this time? Leo look at her, than me. - Maybe - Maybe? I retorqued. I hope he was not considering firing me yet. - Well, he has a lot of potential and soon he might move on in a different path. A different path? With no college degree, no money, a whore as a dad, I don’t know how I could land on a more profitable job. - I will for sure follow his career. She left with our order, but not before giving me a wink and a finger at the corner of her mouth. I might stick around and score some pussy tonight. Or at least get my cock sucked. I adjusted myself down there. Leo was grinning at me. - She might not be your type, you know, but what ever your type is. Just saying. The bar was filling up with older and biker-gang guys grouping around the pool tables. We chit chat about anything as we drank our beer slowly. - I haven’t mentioned it before because I am not sure you would be ready, but since you seem short on money… I have a gig all day tomorrow and I can use some help. - All day? That meant $168. - It would pay you double. - I’m in, I blurt out immediately. My mind racking with all this extra money. Maybe I would be able to afford a new couch? Who knows? - Deal, then. Be at the studio at 6 tomorrow morning. Leo took a crisp twenty to pay the waitress. She waited for Leo to exit the bar. - Follow me. As soon as I enter the small room behind her, the waitress dealt with my belt and fished out my cock which went from 0 to 100 in 5 seconds. Fuck! I had few girls that went down on me, but this one was a keeper for sure. Best blow job ever. The sad thing about it is it was over too soon. She gave a small peck on my lips - See you soon, I hope, and went back serving the patrons. - Euh, yeah I would like that… Eh what’s your name? - Around here, they called me Prissy. I went home smiling like a guy that just won a million dollars.

Chapter 1 Tom was on all fours on a cheap motel bed. Tom's eyes were covered with a blindfold and Tom was wearing only jockstraps. Tom's tight ass was up and aimed at the motel door, which was ajar. It was Friday and Tom's 18th birthday. Tom was nervous and he was excited at the same time. Tom had been planning his birthday for over six months. He had hoped to lose his virginity that day. Tom had told his parents that he was going to spend his 18th birthday weekend with a friend who lives in a nearby bigger city. Tom had traveled to the city, but not to his friend's house, but to the cheapest motel possible, where the room had its own entrance directly from the yard. For several months now, Tom had been messaging different men on Grinder and told them that he was coming to town on Friday and would like to meet someone. Tom had thought of giving his own virginity as his own birthday gift to the man of his choice. But he hadn't told anyone online that it was his birthday. He had told the men that He was a virgin, and that safe sex was mandatory. Tom had decided that on Friday he would lose his boyhood to the man of his choice at the Grinder, and on Saturday he would explore the city's nightlife. He was already looking forward to getting to the Gay bar for the first time and later visiting the Gay sauna. He could calmly get to know this new world opening in front of him. Maybe also meet an older man who could introduce him to the scene better. Older men interested Tom more than boys his own age. Among the men he met in Grinder, Tom had decided to choose a 58-year-old man whose nickname was DarkAngel64 for his first meeting. His pictures pleased Tom and the man was a total top. The pictures showed everything but the man's face. Tom was especially excited by the pictures where the man was dressed in black leather chaps, leather jockstraps and only a leather harness on his upper body. The front of the jockstraps looked big and inviting. The man was muscular and very lean. The man's blood vessels were clearly visible under the skin. Tom was excited by the thought that DarkAngel64 would be the first man to push himself into Tom's tight, untouched and willing asshole. For several weeks just thinking about it made Tom's cock hard and leak a lot of pre-cum. Tom had been wearing the same Aussiebum white Classic Jockstraps continuously for a month. The front pouch of the jockstraps was full of yellow stains caused by pre-cum and sperm. At least twice a day, Tom took off his jockstraps and breathed through them as he went through the messages he received on Grinder from older men. Every time, however, he ended up looking at DarkAngel64's pictures and jerked himself off. Tom's flat stomach was sprayed with sperm, he dried it with jockstraps. After this he put the jockstraps back on. Tom's lean and slightly muscular body looked good in jockstraps. Tom was the tallest in his class and his cock was longer and thicker than average. However, in Tom's opinion, his best side was behind him. His buttocks looked generous in the jockstraps. He hopes his bubble bottom is good enough to give to DarkAngel64 on Tom's 18th birthday.

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.

Part 3 Dad wasn’t home when I arrived, but one of the bikers from the night before was. He was laying down on the couch watching a kickboxing tournament, and a hand in his pants fondling his junk and a beer in the other, Since I had to get up early next morning, I resigned myself to sleep in Dad’s bed. Around 2 am, I felt movement as the guy tried to cuddle me. - Fuck you, I’m not gay. I said half-awakened, grabbing a pillow and moving back to my couch. I woke up at 5 and decided for a quick shower. Dad was still not there. The bathroom is in line with the bedroom and since it doesn’t have a door (I think dad sold it for weed at some point) so there was no way for me to take care of my morning wood. The warm water felt amazing. Pulling back the thin curtain, I found the guy sitting on the bed, facing me and jerking off rapidly. I grab a towel to cover myself. - Get a life, man. With a final grunt, the guy climaxes and just rolled on the bed showing his back. Large letters can be seen above his ass: “Cum Dump”, and above it a larger biohazard tattoo. I might not be gay, but living with my dad was much more instructive than any sexual education class, so I knew what the tattoos meant. I just hoped that Dad was taking his precautions. *** Leo didn’t say much about today’s job as I loaded the material in the van. - Hope you didn’t make any plan for tonight, boy, because I don’t expect we will be back before the wee hours of tomorrow. He didn’t say anything more about the job, but I suspected it wouldn’t be a corporate profile photoshoot. The drive wasn’t long, and we arrived at a deserted industrial area. Leo drove to the back of a condo-like warehouse and honk twice. The garage door opened, and Leo pulled back the van. The day was about to begin. Inside, there were 3 or 4 décor sets mimicking bedrooms. The last one was darker and look like a medieval dungeon. - I guess we are shooting porn today I tall lanky guy flanked by a really nice ginger bimbo greeted Leo. As they discussed logistics, I was day-dreaming about how she might look naked. My dick confined in my jeans was chubbing seriously. She was on her phone and completely ignoring us. It took us most of the morning to install everything. The first shoot was a lesbian session. Leo asked me to film from a certain angle. It was silly of me to be concerned about getting hard. It was hot for sure, but at the end disappointing. It was nothing like porn on the internet. The action was always interrupted. The girls would go at it for few minutes than stop to reposition, make-up, hair combing, etc. So, no erection. They weren’t even making a lot of sounds as most of it would be done at the post-production. The second session was a straight porno. It was hotter and had to adjust myself a few times. The Latino guy had an impressive dick. He pounded the girl with such force that she was emitting little high-pitched sounds similar to a poodle being strangled. - Take it, bitch The Latino gave few short and brutal thrusts, before pulling out. A flow of thick sperm was leaking from the angry red cunt lips. - Cut Then we did a series of shorter sessions, different actors, but mostly the same. Then we shot two hung guys screwing a small Asian girl almost non-stop in every way possible. That was hot. Then we stopped for quick bite around 3 pm. Leo had brought sandwiches and homemade iced tea for me, and water for him as he doesn’t like the tea flavor. I admit, the taste was horrible, but didn’t want to offend him and told Leo it was good. After all, he was nice enough to think about me. So, I got to drink the entire thermos as Leo kept filling my glass since “I like it so much”. A lot of the actors and actresses stopped by for a quick chat and thank us for our work. All of them knew Leo and made, what it seems, inside jokes with him. We started back with one of the hung guy with the same Asian girl. Then the second guy from the last session walked in and started making out with the other guy. - Aargh, bisexual gay porn! I don't hate gays. It's just not for me. And don't tell me I am not open-minded. After all, I do have a gay-slut as a father. Leo had put me next to the bed, under a series of spotlights. I had a full detailed view of a rimming battle between a pointy wet tongue and pinky dry tight hole. The result was imminent and obvious. Either the already long day was taking its toll on me or it was the heat emanating from the lights, but I felt warmer like when you start having a fever. We were at what I assumed the end of the session as the guys were breathing hard and jerking their cocks over the actress face, when a commotion can be heard at the back of warehouse. Leo motioned me to follow him and keep filming. Moving around didn't help, I felt few seconds of dizziness, and slightly warmer. Three guys came in with another guy in tow, hands tied up behind his back, a full-hood covering his head like a hostage on TV. They went directly to the dungeon set. The guy was stripped naked and once chained to the bed, the hood was removed. The hostage actor was gagged, tears on his face had not finished drying up, hair disheveled. He had terrified look and was mumbling through the gag. - Leo! Where is your assistant? The Latino guy from the first scene was shouting from an adjacent room. - He’s coming, replied Leo. Give me the camera and go help Caio. And wipe the drool at your mouth! I must have been drooling for while as my t-shirt showed a fairly large wet spot. In the room, Caio was standing and totally naked. - I need you to put my PA on my cock. I froze. He wanted me what? - I’ll call someone else to help you. - Nonsense. Get on your knees and put the jewelry on Cuntbuster. - Cuntbuster? - Yes, that’s my pet’s name. Caio started caressing his cock, almost stroking it. - Hurry up. We need to move. There is a virgin waiting for me on the set! Thanks to dad, I have seen my share of cocks in various shapes, sizes and stage of hardness and stayed away as I prefer pussies. I never been that close to a cock like this (even my own) and my hands were shaking. - First time? I simply nodded. - You will get use to it. Even with Cuntbuster, eventually. - No offense, but I don’t swing that side. - Every guy does. I am not sure what it meant by that, but I successfully slipped the PA in place. I was drooling again and wipe it to realize my fingers were all sticky with precum. Before I raised myself, the pair of hands grabbed my head and pushed it closer to the mighty Cuntbuster and its shiny PA with its impressive weight ball. dandling in front of me. - Since you are here, why don’t you fluff it a little. I will get hard faster when I got to fuck the little guy over there. - No way, I am not a cocksuc… The cock entered my mouth, tainting it with a foul salty taste, until it reach the back of my throat, triggering a natural gag reflex. - I wasn’t asking. Go on suck Cuntbuster a little. No one will know. I was trying to push him away and I was failing. His thighs were like steel and the strong grip on my head allowed him to slowly fuck my face. The constant movement accentuated the dizziness gave me retching. - No teeth or you will learn sooner why I gave it the name of Cuntbuster. I am not sure if the cock grew harder, but Cuntbuster was causing some damages as I can feel my tonsils hurting. - I know it’s not easy to please Cuntbuster, but I think he likes you. As Caio forced his cock in, he pulled it out the same way: him being in control. Like my mouth that was entirely painted with precum, only a small part of the cock (that was in my mouth) was covered with a thick coat of saliva. - It is very generous of you as it is the only lube the guy will get. I don’t know how long they were there, but two guys were observing the scene from the door frame. - Any good? One of the guys asked - Positively promising, responded a smiling Caio. As I passed the guys at the door, he told me in a mocking tone - If you suck cocks and you are getting paid for it, you know what it makes you, no? Yeah genius, I thought, it makes me a whore. Like the drooling idiot as I was, I followed Caio back to the set.

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I did that a couple of nights ago. But since I do that often, I tried a variation with some friends, four of them, all tops. we all peed a bit each into a glass, and then we all came into it, for five nice loads of sperm in a glassful of pee. Then I added some special cubes of frozen sperm which took me and my buddies a bit of time to make, and I waited for them to melt a bit, which didn't take long in the hot piss and cum bath they were soaking in. Then I drank it. It was so hot one of my buddies, I should mention we were all naked, slid his dick into my ass and fucked me as he watched me drink his piss and sperm, along with that of the rest, including my own. It was delicious, and soon I was getting more directly from the tap in both my holes. See, drinking piss and cum lead to good things!

I am new to the anonymous breeding experience and reallY like it. Last weekend I went to the local sauna. I headed for the darkroom/labyrinth and happily serviced the glory holes. I am usually more the sucker than the guy who enjoys getting fucked. This time, I lubed up and walked around naked. As I was sucking at the GH, I had my eyes closed and various men fondled my hole and some started to fuck me. In the past, I always wanted to see who it was and then decided if I want to play with them or not. This time I enjoyed the sensation of not knowing who it was. What is he fat or thin, old or young, hairy or not? I really love this feeling. After I had swallowed a big load, I walked around and ended up sucking a dick on the fuck bed. The guy was British and a wonderful coach. While I was sucking him, other men were touching my hole and some fucked me. The Brit encouraged me to be open minded and NOT to turn around to look and see who it was. He said the only thing that counts is if the dick feels good. I really loved his encouragement and motivation. I definitely need more men like that in my life. I spent about two hours doing this. I ended up with approximately five loads deep in my arsehole and swallowed approximately four. One guy even wanted to fuck me with a condom and I refuse him. In the past, I was always very careful and paranoid about them and not using rubbers, but now I do not want them to use condoms. My arse had never felt so sloppy and slippery. It was great but also a bit strange as I farted cum for the first time. This newfound hobby of mine is a little bit worrying because it is so slutty but I somehow feel the need to do it again soon. I feel that the anonymous fucking/breeding situation is such a turn on and gives me the feeling of empowerment and liberation. I have read a few of the comments in the forum on “no loads refused”. It is making me very curious although I don’t think I am totally ready for this yet…

It's never a good idea to go into a relationship expecting the other person to change something fundamental about themselves. Although I acknowledge the point above about top not necessarily being something that has to last forever, the guy has told you he has tried being versatile for a partner before and it didn't work. Do you know the concept of "the price of admission"? This man has told you his price of admission is you will always bottom. Further, he doesn't mind you going elsewhere to work off your top energy. Now, you have to decide if that is a price you are willing to pay to be with him. Sometimes people who are otherwise very compatible have a single unreconcilable difference. It just means you aren't meant to be with this guy long term. It isn't a failing on your or his part.

There are places you can get cheap or free PrEP via online without necessarily triggering your insurance. With one of those, it's unlikely your wife would find out, as long as you had a place to hide the pills that she's unlikely to discover. (Side note: in every relationship I think each partner should have some measure of privacy and a place to keep things that the other will not explore. But it's hard to establish that once the relationship is started, because it practically screams "I have things I want to hide from you." If that zone of privacy is established before the relationship gets serious, and each side understands that there are things - like a journal or diary - that need to be off-limits, it's a lot easier. And needless to say, that's not an excuse for putting the other person's health at risk.)

Luv man smells/stink...gets me soooooo horny...sniffing & licking pits, ball sacs, musky asses, feet, soxs, sneaks, boots...better than poppers!!!!! Stopped using deodorants years ago...snif, snif, lick...HEAVEN!!!👅🍑🍆🧦👣👟🥾🔥😈🐷😛😋

Saturday with Daddy 2 was great ..he fucked me once which he unloaded a huge load in me and second time he took ages to cum again. He had me pinned down and was pounding my ass good. Daddy 1 tonight if he's free

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Fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes. Now it's a competition. I have to fuck him better than the other top(s). From the moment I realize he's loaded to the moment my swimmers cross the finish line (wherever that is) before all others. My boys always win the race. Or, with the stamina I know they have, there's a moment when all the cum inside you is mine. And then I'm the only one who really bred you. Yeah, I have no idea how competitive my sperm really are, but I like the thought. Cool fact: penises have mushroom heads so they can scrape other men's cum out of wherever it happens to be. That's the purpose. So if the other tops just like the satisfying feeling of entering a sloppy hole — it's good to know you're fucking a slut — I'll just let their seed chill on the bottom's balls and take that sperm race all for myself.

**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.

**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 15. On Sunday evening, Tom returned home to his parents. Before leaving, Mark and Peter had both fucked Tom and seeded Tom's ass. Peter had changed Tom's butt plug to a much larger one. Peter noted that Tom's hole had already loosened enough that the average plug would no longer hold the sperm well enough inside Tom. The whole bus ride home, Tom thought about what had happened over the weekend. The whole way Tom rocked himself against the seat of the bus and felt how the ass plug rubbed Tom's prostate wonderfully. At home, mother had cooked dinner and the whole family, mother, father and big brother Dan, were eating at the dining table. The parents wanted to hear how Tom's weekend went and if Tom had a good time. Tom invented all the lies that he and his friend had done during the weekend and assured that the weekend was very successful. After finally getting to his own room, Tom got to play with the new butt plug that Peter gave him. Tom pulled it out and pushed it back countless times until finally he fell asleep. The week started quite normally. On Monday morning, Tom left for his summer job at a sporting goods store in a nearby shopping center and returned home in the evening. Again, before falling asleep, Tom played with his plug again. On Wednesday morning at the breakfast table, Tom's phone beeped. Mark had sent him a Whatsapp message with the text: Now the movie trailer is finally ready and a link to a page where Tom himself has previously gone to watch gay sex videos. Tom's head went blank for a moment, until he remembered the Saturday night videographers. Hell, thought Tom. He had forgotten the whole thing and the video taken on Saturday had apparently been put online, concluded Tom. Tom ate really quickly and told his parents and Dan that there was a message from work that he should get there as soon as possible. Tom pedaled his bike to work as fast as he could and almost ran to the basement of the sports store where there were changing rooms, showers and toilets. Tom went straight into one of the booths and locked the door. Hands shaking, he opened a link in a Whatsapp message that led to a video: TRAILER: TOXIC INNOCENCE. The video was about 5 minutes long with a lot of quick cuts. At the beginning, pictures of a smiling and innocent Tom were shown, as well as clips of Grinder messages between Tom and Mark. Tom reminded many times that all sex must be absolutely safe. After that, the situation suddenly changes when the video shows the events in Tom's motel room, where it is clearly seen how Tom himself tears the rubber from Mark's cock and places cock on Tom's unprotected hole. On the beach, it is shown how Tom goes to the bathroom with unknown men with big dicks. Every viewer knows what it's about. It is also shown how Tom rides Mark's unprotected cock on the beach and how the men gathered around jerk off in heat and encourage the little slut to take the sperm inside him. In the end, blindfolded Tom is shown begging unknown men to empty their bags into Tom's hole. At the end of the video, it is said that the full-length film TOXIC INNOCENCE will be released soon. Tom is shocked at how Mark and Peter posted the video without Tom getting approval first. At the same time, however, Tom had to admit to himself that the video was starting to tickle his ass again. Just an ass plug is no longer enough, Tom needs to get cum in his ass again.

**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 6. The men and Tom walked back to the blanket where Mark was already waiting for them. Tom settled down on the blanket between Mark and Ric and Andrew. Mark stroked Tom's buttocks and noted that surprisingly quickly we were back. Mark's fingers caressed Tom's hole and suddenly Mark's finger sank into Tom. Tom was shocked when Mark pulled his finger away and smelled the finger and then put it in his mouth. Tom licked his finger clean and noted that there was fresh sperm in the hole. Immediately, both Andrew and Ric began to tell how willingly the young cumhole had offered his ass in the toilet. The horny puppy hadn't even asked for a condom or asked to pull out before ejaculation. Tom had willingly taken both raw cocks in his ass and allowed himself to be spermed twice in the middle of the dirty toilet. Anyone could have walked in the toilet mid-fucking. Probably the whore would have given him a breed hole too, guessed Andrew. Looks like Mark has found a real cum hungry slut, continued Ric. Tom was surprised that Mark wasn't angry. He was actually just meowing contentedly. Tom noticed that Mark's cock was hard and pointing towards the sky. There was a shiny drop of pre-cum on the end of the cock. Mark reached out and pulled Tom to his side. Mark urged Tom to climb on top of him and ride his hard cock. Tom obeyed kindly and Mark's cock sank easily into the slippery newly seeded hole. There was a wet sound from the hole as Tom pumped himself up and down Mark's cock. Very quickly a group of men formed around, all of them jerking excitedly at the sight. Mark poked Tom's ass with quick and strong jerks. Very quickly Mark roared and emptied his own bags into the young slut's fucked hole. The men around Tom and Mark sprayed their own sperm on Tom, so that he was almost completely covered of cum. After this, Mark told Tom that it was time to go. Mark thinks it would be pointless for Tom to wipe the sperm off his body. Mark figured that the other men on the beach would be happy to watch at the sperm covered slut.

**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 5. Tom woke up the next day with Mark under his arm. It was almost noon already. Tom would have loved to have Mark's raw cock again, but Mark already had other plans to make Tom's birthday weekend unforgettable. After a quick cafe breakfast, Mark wanted to take Tom to the beach to enjoy the beautiful sunny weather. Tom regretted that he can't go because he doesn't have his swimming trunks with him. Mark stated that it is not a problem because there is no need to wear any clothes at this beach. If he wanted, Tom could very well use his sperm-stained jockstraps. Mark thinks it might even be a good idea because the jockstraps frame Tom's ass perfectly. After a while, they arrived by car at the beach parking lot. Mark undressed himself completely, but Tom left his Jockstraps on. There were many men lying in the sun on the beach. Some alone, couples and groups. Tom had never seen so many cocks. Tom found it strange and arousing that many men had cocks standing up, but they didn't even try to cover them up. Tom also saw how some men jerked off each other or some took blowjobs from others in the middle of the beach. Mark led them to the middle of the beach to a place where he had friends. Mark placed their blanket attached to the blanket of the other two men. The men seemed to be the same age as Mark. The men were Mark's friends Ric and Andrew. Tom felt strange shaking hands with naked men he didn't know. Both men had thick metal penis rings around their cocks. But the men were all natural and complimented Tom's Jockstarps. One of them joked that it would be nice to smell Tom's jockstrap pouch. The cocks Tom saw, the obscene words stiffened Tom's cock. Fortunately, he had jockstraps for protection after all. Ric and Andrew's cocks were also clearly stiffened after Tom and Mark's arrival. Tom lay on the blanket in the middle with a naked Mark on one side and Andrew and Ric on the other. Men's chats were always related to sex, cocks and fucking. Tomia blushed when Mark uninhibitedly told about their last night. Mark even told how Tom had been waiting with his ass up for the unknown man with his eyes covered. And how Tom had ripped off the condom and placed Mark's raw cock in Tom's hole. Andrew and Ric tease Tom by calling him a proper cumslut and a cum hole. After a while, Tom's drinking soda started to pee and he asked where the toilet was. Andrew and Ric stated that they also have a need, so they can go show Tom. Tom started walking with the naked men towards the other end of the beach. The men's semi-rigid cocks swayed as they walked and Tom had to blink at them. Finally they got to the toilet and the men walked to the urinal. They clearly left a place for Tom between them, which Tom shyly settled into. Tom's cock was already completely hard when he exposed it from the pouch of the jockstraps. Andrew and Ric had already emptied their bladders and began rubbing their organs in front of Tom. Nothing came of Tom's peeing as Andrew placed his hand on Tom's butt and moved his fingers towards Tom's hole. Very quickly the finger was inside Tom and Tom had to take support from the wall with both hands in order to open his ass better for Andrew. Without Tom realizing it, Andrew's finger had switched to Ric's cock. The men took turns fucking 18-year-old Tom's ass in the beach toilet. Finally, both men injected their sperm into Tom's ass. Tom was a little embarrassed by the way he had let two old men he almost didn't know cum on him in the toilet. What worried him the most was whether Andrew and Ric were going to tell Mark about this and what Mark would say about it. I hope Mark doesn't get mad and think he's a slut.

**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 4. Mark pushed his bare cock right up to the bottom of Tom's ass. It felt indescribably good to be raw inside an 18-year-old young man. Mark would be the first to seed young Tom's ass. Mark was already sure that he wouldn't be last either. Tom felt Mark's sure, hard, deep thrusts. He felt alive. This was what he had already secretly dreamed of. Raw cock deep in Tom's virgin ass. Mark's thrusts became faster and faster. Finally, Mark's movements stopped completely deep in Tom's ass and a deep growl came out of Mark's mouth. Mark's rock hard cock injected at least seven squirts of sperm deep into Tom's hole. At the same time, Tom's own cock sprayed the sperm into the bag of the jockstraps hands-free. Tom felt satisfied and well seeded. They both fell into bed to rest while Mark's cock was still in Tom's cum hole. After resting for a while and his breathing evening out, Mark pulled out of Tom's pink hole. The cum-coated hole looked really desirable. Tom took off the blindfold to finally see Mark fully. Mark's naked body and handsome face pleased Tom. Mark clearly looked older than Tom's own father. Mark got out of bed and pulled Tom to the side of the bed. Mark lifted Tom's long legs onto his own shoulders and placed his spermy cock back into Tom's hole. With one thrust, Mark pushed himself into Tom's sperm hole again and started hammering hard on Tom's ass. This time they looked into each other's eyes. After a few minutes of deep and hard thrusts Mark roared take my seed cumboy. Mark came out inside Tom for the second time.

I on the other hand have very little self-control when it cums to sucking cock. I'm confident that, in 20 years, I'm pushing 9-10,000 cocks sucked with something like 7500 loads swallowed or worn (facials). This pig just can't seem to get enough cum. Not even close.

Fucking hot

I don‘t have a butt plug, but have had a 10 inch x 6 inch dildo inside me all night in a hotel room, knowing that a guy was coming to fuck me there unprotected early the next morning. A dildo certainly stretches the hole more than a butt plug, so it is still quite large after some immediate contraction. I guess the muscle will finally weaken with repetition, making a transgirl‘s hole as pliable and as pleasurable as a woman‘s vagina Although this size of dildo is intended for insertion into a woman‘s vagina, which gives way more more easily, it does surprisingly slide quite easily into a transgirl‘s tighter hole, if the hole and dildo are well lubed. It appears impossible to push it so far that the hole closes around it, but that would defeat the objective and it could be difficult or impossible to remove then. One solution, as you have also indicated, is to wear a panty, which does at least prevent the dildo slipping out entirely, so it continues to keep the hole wide open, and can be repeatedly pushed deep back inside, which feels nice too. In the absence of a butt plug, I also use a rubber-coated tool handle with an undulating shape that ensures it stays in place. I attach shoe laces to the thin metal shaft, as I can‘t resist pushing it in so deep that the hole closes around it all, so need the laces to retrieve it. As the shaft is narrow, it doesn‘t serve to keep the hole stretched. So for stretching it‘s best to have partial insertion. I advise against using a hollow rubber handle, as when it is inserted with the open end facing outwards, it expands when pulled on a string, making it almost impossible to pull out, similar to the function of the barbs on a harpoon. I finally managed with great effort. Although it felt like rape, I couldn‘t unfortunately get much pleasure from that, as I thought I would end up getting it operated out in a hospital.

I'm married and she doesn't know . I wish I knew how to get it we without her to knowing. It's condoms . I wish I could go bare

I accept the fact that we are all going to pass away at some point. Death and taxes, two things that are inevitable. I believe that guys who do porn are just like the rest of us. However in the advent of the internet and social media, when someone from the adult entertainment industry passes away it may grab 30 seconds on some gay website. Twenty years ago that was not the case, you may not have heard about someone you recognize passing for weeks or months. I try not to make assumptions about why someone has died. It's a cliche to say "oh another drug overdose". Not long ago, I believe I watched on U-Tube, a tribute to gay porn stars who have passed away. You would think AIDS or Drugs were the usual reasons. What I found surprising were so many who died from things anyone can die from. Car accidents, domestic abuse issues, home invasions, etc. The reasons can vary. I don't start researching to look at someone's "body of work" in porn just because they passed away. If they come across my computer, or on the screen when I look up at a party, it clicks in my mind that they are no longer with us. But I certainly don't get aroused or depressed. These people, just like other people died, and that's part of the cycle of life.

There is nothing like being high and being used as a fuck hole.

Wow, this story is really intense and really well written. A shame., then, that is sole point seems to be cruelty, and the more extreme the cruelty, the sadder the story becomes. I'm sure lots of buckets of cum to this, and sorry, I'm just not one of them. I'll also mention that I'm really high right now, so this may turn out to be nothing but gibberish. But I've said before in writing classes that writing is the cheapest form of therapy and dude - you could benefit from some therapy. I don't mean this as an attack on the author or any of the story's fans. As I acknowledged, the story is well-written. Yet it genuinely shocked me, and that's no easy feat. I think I'll go drink a Gatorlyte now and eat a cookie or three.

FUCK I love your gaped out fuckhole faggot. l can tell its gotten a LOT of use and probably been pumped full of hundreds of dirty loads from a huge number of strangers.

I’ve always been the most turned on after working out and sitting in a sauna or steam room with other pigs who haven’t showered yet and reek of manstink, sweat, ass and funky crotch.

**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 13. What Tom didn't know was that the moment he was blindfolded, two videographers had appeared around the sling, accurately recording every load of sperm injected into Tom. The cameras accurately record every man who ejaculates and what Tom's face looks like when the sperm is emptied into Tom's hole. Everyone can see that Tom was born to be a cumdump. You can see from Tom's face that he highly values every sperm load. Mark thought this would be an important piece of evidence for Tom in case he began to doubt the wisdom of letting the anon men empty their sperm into Tom's bare ass. You can also see from the video that sperm is always sperm. Tom's reaction is always exactly as horny whether it's the sperm of a fat man, a homeless man or a young muscular stud. The men who had a biohazard tattoo on their chest were no exception either. Equally grateful, Tom accepted the hot load of sperm. Another new man was about to fuck Tom's ass, when Mark came to Tom's side. Mark whispered if Tom wanted blindfold taken out. Tom nodded in agreement. It took Tom a while to get used to the light again, but soon he saw that this time he was being fucked by the reception clerk. After a while, Tom noticed that there was a small scorpion tattooed next to the clerk's cock. A bit later Tom realized what that meant. He had seen a similar tattoo in a video and remembered that the name of the video had been something like "Scorpio pozzes willing negative hole". Tom desperately looked into Mark's eyes, but couldn't get a word out of his mouth. Mark smiled, nodded and stroked Tom's head. “You just have to say if you want Peter to stop fucking. Peter will do it right away if you want”, said Mark. The problem was, Tom didn't want to. It was just as Mark had said earlier. Tom's ass was Tom's only sexual organ. Tom felt alive as the raw cock moved back and forth in Tom's ass, finally injecting his nectar of life deep into Tom's guts. "Yes breed me, please" was all that came out of Tom's mouth. At the same time, Tom noticed how one video camera was filming Tom's face, the other was filming the back and forth movement of Scorpio's cock in Tom's ass. The movements became more jerky and finally Peter released his sperm inside Tom. "Yeah, you little neg slut. Take my toxic sperm," shouted Peter. When Tom's heat leveled off a little, he asked Mark what those cameramen think they are doing. It is absolutely impossible that they can film Tom taking bare cocks and loads one after one in a sling. Mark comforted that the video will only be for Tom's own use, if he so wishes. Doesn't he remember how Blake had also been in the video and how hot the movie had looked. But it's entirely up to Tom who shows the movie. If Tom wants, he can also destroy the videos right at the end of the evening. But he still recommends that Tom at least watch the videos before they are destroyed. Again the new cock pushed into Tom's now wide open hole. Tom was no longer able to discuss the video with Mark because the new cock and man took all of Tom's attention. Tom thought he'd discuss this video thing with Mark later and once again surrendered to the wonderful filling sensation of a brand new raw cock.

We were the twinky frat bois at uni; Jake, Brad, Zack and Dom (he lived up to his name). The other guys wanted a piece of our shredded bodies but they didn't get any - why should they! We we're the best looking guys and we were two sets of boyfiends. Although we were two pairs of boyfiends (Jake /Brad and Dom/Zack) we all fucked each other - and loved to do it in front of others at the bath house. ALWAYS raw. It was safe though because we only played with each other. Guys came up to us at the bath house and we loved the attention but always turned them down. All was well until one day this huge, hairy, muscled as fuck, tatted bear swaggered into the sauna and walked straight passed out cabin (which had the door open so lads could see what they were missing) and went to the bar. We went out and bought drinks - just really wanting a look. He caught a glance of us when he was turning the page of his magazine but much to our annoyance kept reading. We left without our usual euphoria that day but by next week were ready for our play session. We played for a bit and then decided to take a break and head to the bar. As we were walking along the corridor we saw him. Again he didn't acknowledge us, head held high. My other half Brad plucked up the courage to say; "hey wanna play". He looked around and said "normally only play with real men but that Zack looks fit and hungry by the look in his eyes". Zack replied "oh sir, I'd do anything". The bear smiled and said "that's more like it - you mean anything? Like a raw breeding session". Zack said "oh yes sir" but glanced at Dom. The bear said "good boy". Dom was like "its cool - poz guys don't look as good as you so yeh use his ass". The bear chuckled and dropped his towel reveal a huge thick cock. "You sure you want this WEAPON in you?". Zack replied "Oh yes sir, please sir". We went back to the cabin where Zack lubed up and knelt to suck on the bears mighty cock. While he sucked Dom lubed and fingered Zack's hole and then the bear pushed him back onto the mattress and slid his cock slowly but firmly into Zack's hole. Zack moaned - this is amazing, you completely fill me. The bear replied "yeh, a proper man inside you, making you mine". Zack moaned "yes, make me yours". The bear picked up the pace and pounded Zack. Dom turned to me and said "right Jake I'm fucking you" . I lubed my hole and kissed him and then as he lay down i slid onto his cock. The bear started growling and shouted "here it cums boy I'm making you mine". Zack sighed "yes, i can feel your cock grow in me - shoot raw inside me". The bear grunted and moaned and pinned Zack down. Until he lay down on top of Zack. I could feel Dom swell inside me and then he groaned as he shot a huge load in my hole. We kissed and cuddled for a bit then showered off. Brad who'd watched all of this was like "your getting my load when we get home Jake - I need to bust my nut". I hungrily agreed and said i needed his cock in me and that I also couldn't wait for next week to play with Dom and Zack again!

Chapter 7 He had her in the doggy position and he was fucking her, She kept backing to his cock. He looked down and saw her little brown hole winking at him when she moved. He knew then that sooner than later he was going to get the cherry. She hadn’t climaxed yet and that was fine because he had another plan. He flipped her over and went down on her pussy. Even though he knew how wet she got this was different, she was soaked and so were the sheets. He started licking her pussy, pulling off then she got close to prolong both her fun and misery. She was almost begging him to bring her off, this was something that her strict and conservative upbringing would never allow. He was playing with her breasts and rock hard nipples, this seems to make her even hotter. He had his hands under her buttocks and was holding them open and he stared teasing and massaging the round globes of her ass. While he was sucking on her clit he moved one of his fingers to her hole and began teasing it. That got the response he hoped for, she was moaning and bucking up into his mouth. He remembered how this felt when guys did this to him and it drove him wild. When she was moving around it actually worked it in her butt. He only had the finer tip in but this was more than she ever let happen. He held his finger steady, he wanted to see what she would do. She stared pushing back on his finger, she had about half of it in when she stared to cum. She wrapped her thighs around his head and clamped it on place. At the same time she was moaning and making all sorts of animalistic sounds that he knew the neighbors would hear it. She was in a state he never heard before, she was pumping so much cum juice in his mouth he was having trouble keeping up with it. At the same time he couldn’t get a good breath in that position and she showed no signs of stopping. He had head about women ringing their bells when they came had but never experienced it. She seemed to be coming harder and his finger was almost all the way in her butt. He was afraid she might have a heart attack or something. He decided to pull his finger out and see if he could get another one in there. When it came out her climax seemed to stop. She released his head from her death grip and rolled over and was panting. She could never remember ever getting that intense of an orgasm, it seemed to have drained her body of energy. After the week she had, this was what she needed. She had talked about sex with a couple of her friends and they talked about how intense anal play can be for both partners and they also talked about what it was like to get another person into the action and the dynamics of it. The one said she watched her husband and another guy play together an f her husband ended up being on the bottom and getting fucked. She talked about the times he took her back door and how erotic it was to watch it when he got it. This was something that she had never considered and would never consider it. When they talked about it, she thought how perverted and nasty it was. Her boyfriend moved behind her to cuddle and his cock, which he had forgotten about, poked her in the ass. She giggled again and said “ Someone still needs to get off “. She was totally relaxed and at the same time something inside her wanted more. This was a feeling she never had before. She started playing with his cock. It was sticky with her cum juices and it was harder than she could remember. She slid down and began licking the sensitive head of his cock. She had no idea as to how overly hot and sensitive it was. As she did this, she was lightly tracing lines on his thighs and cupping his nut sack. He was breathing hard with the excitement and sweating, that was another thing she had never noticed before. She started using her mouth on his cock, usually she could only get half his cock in her mouth but for some reason this time she was able to almost swallow it’s entire length. Only about an inch was left out. She was getting good and pleasing him and she wanted to give him as much as he as giving her.

Going Home 3 Seeing the look on Daddy’s face as he held my head, I began to sob. “Fucking cuntboy,” he said, pulling me to my feet. “I missed you too.” I was a mess... the chems running through me brought out all the old feelings I had when I left all those years ago. “Daddy...” I babbled incoherently... trying to put it into words what I went through all those years ago. “I’m sorry... I wasn’t ready... I wanted to...” Interrupting me, “I know cuntboy...” he said, trying to comfort me. His hand moved down to my cunt. “I waited for you for a long time. You were my first cuntboy....you ARE my first cuntboy. And now I have two...” Daddy chuckled, slipping his index finger inside me hearing Frankie approaching. “Daddy...” I moaned. “I’m sorry.” Feeling the heat of Frankie’s body emanating against my back, he wrapped his arm around me to reveal a cut and scored white rectangular tablet in the palm of his hand. “Go on, cuntbro. ” he encouraged. Opening my cuntmouth, I extended my tongue and he slipped it in without a word before moving to Daddy’s side. Frankie was now holding the soft cock. I smiled and dropped. Staring up into Daddy’s face, I opened wide and felt the rush of chem piss carry the tablet down my throat until Daddy fed me the entire chem-filled contents of his bladder. “Time to rest up, Sammy,” my cuntbro told me, helping me to my feet and walking me to the bed. “MMMM...” I moaned as I fell into the bed, feeling the effects of the tablet begin to do its job. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “WHAT THE FUCK?!” I grunted... waking up with a start. Trying to gather my senses, I sat up and took the room in. It was all coming back. I was in Dan’s... no Daddy... that’s right... Daddy’s playroom. My head hurt and I raised my hands to my head. “What the fuck?!” I groaned... seeing both my wrists locked in leather restraints, before spying a plate of food and a small jug of orange juice. I was starving and quickly chowed down the meal, washing the final bites down with large chugs of the juice. Stumbling out of the bed, I steadied myself and walked over to the mirrored wall. I was still wearing the leather collar and harness but the glint of metal rings in my tits caught my eyes. “Goddamn Shit!” I exhaled... Sometime during my black-out, I had been geared up. Grabbing my tits, I felt the sting of the thick metal rings now running through them. The sensation of my newly pierced tits was incredible... I continued fondling them... feeling the nerve impulses connecting with my cunt. The feeling in it was awesome... it felt stretched out... full yet not full at the same time. My hands grazed my muscular torso as they worked their way to my cuntlips but their journey was interrupted by thick silicone material. “HUH?!” I wondered... “plug?” But again... full but not full.... Working my way further along ... I felt the base open up and my fingers slipped inside... I was gaped! “SHIT!” I moaned and looked down. Seeing a pair of 15-hole Rangers on my size 12 feet, I laughed. At this point I knew I should have a raging hard on in my jockstrap. Reaching for it with both hands, I gripped the mass of leather and began to massage it... my slicked-up fingers slipped over the pouch. That’s when I felt it... a hard metallic bulge. “What?!” I inhaled... Pulling the waistband away from me, I expected to see my smooth package against my freshly shaven crotch, only to see my soft cock now surrounded in a cage of chrome. “You’re awake...” I heard Daddy growl... his strong hand covering my cuntmouth. I began to desperately licking it as the other pulled at my plug, stretching my cunt out until it was released... my cunt retracted but still held a gape I knew I would now always have. “Yes!” I moaned into the rough hand and pushed back onto his hard cock slipping through the tunnel plug expanding the walls of my cunt. “Slipped right in...” he grunted... now fucking me with a steady pace. It’s what I craved... needed... to be completely filled again. Before long, Daddy picked me up... his cock still buried in me... and carried me to the fuck bench where Frankie stood, gear matching mine, watching us. His massive cock stood straight ahead, securing me. Now bent over, I took the shaft and began to suck the stream of precum flowing from his piss slit and swallowed. “Just a small one...” I heard Daddy, feeling a tourniquet tighten around my bicep... “just to get him up to speed.” I barely felt the needle go in but the rush quickly hit me. “Fucking please...” I moaned, the combination of chems and the quickening pace of the fuck overcoming me. I felt alive... Daddy was close... I tried to work my cunt... to clench his cock and milk it dry. The barrage continued... I was being spit-roasted... cocks in both my cunts. But Frankie was the first to near the edge... “Goddamn it!” he yelled, his spasming cock exploding in my cuntmouth. Holding my head in a vise-like grip, he continued spewing and the pressure against my skull increased. It felt like my head would explode... Finally regaining his composure, he pulled out as my lips surrounded his spent shaft for any final residue of his orgasm. At this point, he leaned in, our lips separated only by my saliva and his cum. His face was so close to mine... his dilated green eyes sparkled as hot breath filled my cuntmouth. “Fuck Sammy...” he mumbled, tasting the remains. Releasing a deep grunt, Daddy pulled back and shoved his cock one last time, releasing another precious load before pulling out. “Fucking beautiful cuntpigs!” For a moment, I felt empty until my cunt was again stretched with my tunnel plug as Frankie knelt... licking the cock clean of cum and cuntjuices. Finished, my cuntbro ran his hands over my body and released me. I stood and turned to Daddy... taking in the geared-up leather God before me. My eyes wandered from his booted size 13 feet up past his huge calves and continued on to the thick thighs both covered by a pair of leather chaps showing the definition of his powerful muscles. His cock was now confined in a leather codpiece presenting every vein of his thick shafted cock leading to the prominently displayed outline of the cut head. How I wanted it in me again... His massive torso was wrapped in a leather harness that pushed his furry pecs up as if to offer his pierced tits to my hungry cuntmouth. His blue eyes then caught my attention... reminding of the times I would get lost in them as my legs would spread to welcome him into my cunt. “Cuntboys... present.” Obeying, I stood at attention hands behind my back and eyes down next to Frankie. “Sammy, I’ve decided it’s time to make it public. You’re home and everyone will know after tonight.” “Yes, Sir...” I stammered, my heart now racing. “Your Daddy’s gonna show off his new... well returning cuntboy” he chuckled, “show those fuckers I’m now in complete control of you. Sam is gone... Actually, he never existed. It was a fucking goddamn lie." I was conflicted... I fucking needed to be a cuntboy but what would people think?! “Fuck!” There, it came out... fear of being discovered. I had spent so many years overcompensating. Every cunt I took was disposable... to be tossed after I was done. Seeing my reaction to the news, he angrily walked up to me. “Sammy...” he growled, taking my chin in his hand and raising it... “IT’S happening.” Those eyes again! I took a breath and raised my hands to his strong pecs and moved in, planting my cuntmouth against his lips. Without skipping a beat, his arms enveloped me in a hard embrace, aggressively exploring my cuntmouth with his tongue. Breaking away, my tongue moved down to lick the beads of sweat on his neck... past the left shoulder strap of his leather harness and worked my way to the musk-soaked leather strap on his bicep before turning inward, arriving at my destination... his pit. My tongue scraping against the wet hair and inhaled the pungent scent of his sweat glands. My face now marked in his scent, on to his right tit I went. I took it in, hungrily chewing, feeling the ring clink against my front teeth. Moaning in pleasure, he cupped my head in his rough hands, pressing his pec against my greedy tongue. Releasing me, I made my way across his muscled chest to the left tit, not wanting to ignore it and began to worship it. I fell to my knees, removed the codpiece and tossed it aside. His erect cock now rising to full mast, I fully engulfed it into my cuntmouth to the root in order to experience the musk now emanating from his pubes and sac. I could have stayed there all night... but Daddy had plans for me. He roughly grabbed my hands and began thrusting his fat cock in and out of my throat as I gasped for breath between the quick strokes. “DON’T FUCKING THINK YOU’RE GETTING OUT OF IT, CUNTBOY!” Daddy roared, shooting his thick load down my throat, giving me a protein meal that would energize me for the coming night. Before I could even think, Frankie dropped and took Daddy’s cock into his cuntmouth, cleaning his spit-covered cock. All this time, I remained on my knees watching. Remaining on the spent cock, Frankie suckled the softening flesh and waited for his prize. Slowly, a stream began to trickle out onto my cuntbro’s tongue and he moved in. His lips now against Daddy’s crotch, his throat spasmed as he swallowed the now rushing flood of piss. His thirst finally quenched, Frankie grabbed the leather codpiece and secured Daddy’s cock. At this point, Frankie turned to me... his cheeks bulging. “Fucker,” I smiled, crawling to him. I placed my lips against his. Grabbing his head in my hands, I squeezed, indicating I was ready, and he released the pool of piss stored in his cuntmouth and fed me. “Goddamn cuntpigs...” Daddy laughed and made his way outside. “Time to go... car’s ready.” Taking a lick of piss dribbling from my chin, Frankie got up. “Me first.” he snickered, licking his lips. I remained there for a second, watching Frankie’s strapped muscular glutes move as he went for the door. I started to rise, but saw Frankie stop in the doorway, bend over and spread his ass cheeks. “Shit!” I moaned, seeing his prominently plugged cunt... only the base was solid... I was the only one to be gaped! I remained in a half crouch... “Thought you should know...” Frankie chuckled and stood, walking out the door. “Come on.” Resigned to my fate, I stood and walked towards the door with Daddy’s cum now leaking out of my gaped cunt and down my legs. I made it to the front door and hesitated, standing there watching Daddy and Frankie getting into the car. Daddy leaned over Frankie... “Shut the front door and get in...” With no other choice at this point, I shut the door and walked towards the car... shivering from the cool air entering my gaped cunt. That’s when the driver’s window rolled down, allowing the driver to give me the once over before stepping out. “Fuck!” I thought, catching sight of the tall skinhead in front of me. He stood there wearing skintight bleached jeans over a pair of 30-hole Rangers laced in yellow. Noticing my interest, he straightened up and grabbed the wet spot soaking through the growing bulge moving down his leg. Muscled pecs began to rise under the tight black Fred Perry shirt trimmed in yellow which matched the braces running down his pecs. Damn he was beautiful... my cunt pulsed as his tatted hand went playfully over his closely cropped blond hair... his grey eyes immediately locked on mine. “Oi mate,” he smiled, noticing the slight dilation in mine. “I’m Jac.” “Uh Sammy.” I hesitated before sitting down next Frankie, my eyes never leaving his lustful gaze. “Nice to meet ya... Sammy.” he growled and shut the door slowly. “Jac’ll be our driver from now on when we need him.” “Yep,” Jac chuckled. “Whenever you need me.” he said, looking directly back at me. We were on our way... not another word spoken between any of us, my eyes constantly looking at Jac’s face reflected in the rear-view mirror while the car made its way towards the center of the city’s long forgotten industrial area. I let out a nervous chuckle, realizing where were going. I had been there many times... The car finally stopped and we sat there for a second. Jac reached down and quickly handed Daddy a couple of metallic bullet-shaped cylinders. “Perfect...” he smiled handing one to Frankie and dialing a huge dose on the other then passing it to me. Holding the warm metal cylinder in my hand, I raised it to my nostril and inhaled deeply... the burning sensation filled my nasal cavity. “Good boy...” he said proudly and turned to Jac. “You coming in?” “Gotta make a couple of runs...” Jac answered, checking his phone, “Just let me know when you’re ready.” Opening the door, Daddy nodded and stepped out with Frankie right behind him. They stood there, watching me. I took a deep breath and stepped out onto the asphalt, immediately attracting attention from a few guys going in. Rolling down the window, Jac leaned out. “Oi, Boss...” he blurted out before turning his sight to me. “I’ll have the cunt for a session and we’ll be square for tonight’s tab.” “Yeah?” Daddy laughed, grabbing me by the collar and attaching a metal leash. “Yeah, Boss.” Jac answered licking his lips. “Deal...” Daddy yelled out, tugging at my leash and pulling me into the dark bar after him. I had no choice and obediently entered. It was still early and the bar was just starting to fill up with guys dressed in leather and denim. I knew Daddy had planned it that way... I was to be easily seen being led to the bar. I hesitated for a second, seeing a familiar face behind the bar... It was Greg. “Fuck,” I thought, seeing the stocky muscle bear cub who had spent a night on his knees servicing me. He was a damn good fuck... I remembered, taking in the sweat matted dark hair on his tightly harnessed pecs, showing off his always erect tits... Instinctively, I licked my lips... Turning to pass a beer to a customer, I watched the muscles of his back move and cause the tatted bear paws on each shoulder blade seem to make a grasping motion towards me. On seeing me, he took a step back. “Sam... WHAT HE F...” Greg started before being sternly interrupted. “His name is Sammy...” Daddy snapped, pulling on my leash and forcing me forward. “Right?” “Yes.” I answered in a downward glance, seeing Greg’s cock stir in the stained jockstrap he wore to advertise he was available. Again, he pulled my leash... only upwards this time, forcing me to look at Greg’s now smirking face. “Yes, what?” Taking a breath, I answered. “Yes, Sir... My name is Sammy.” “Good cuntboy...” Daddy said loudly, announcing to everyone my status before turning to Greg and ordering us a round of beers. Frankie stood smiling, watching the commotion going on around us. I stood there feeling the stares and then heard a loud round of laughs from the other end of the bar. “SAMMY!” I heard them laughing. Seeing my distress, Daddy pulled in by my collar and snarled in my ear... “Sammy, remember the first time I took you out? How you felt being exhibited as my cuntboy?” I nodded, flashing back to that night. I had been meeting up with him for a few weeks... each time being slowly transformed into a cuntboy. He was patient with me, overcoming my doubts and inhibitions... of course the chems he gave me didn’t hurt. “You fucking proudly held your head high and showed everyone who you were... MY cuntboy. You had no fucking doubts about it.” he said, forcibly sliding his fingers inside my cunt. That did it... the hit had kicked in and I took a deep breath. I stood proudly... allowing all to see my transformation before turning to the laughing group. “YOUR CUNTBOY.” I said defiantly for all to hear before turning to Frankie... “Fuck yeah, cuntbro,” Frankie growled, his hand on my shoulder in a protective grip before grabbing one of the beers and handing it to Daddy. Now at attention, I stood obediently while Daddy took a long drink as a crowd formed around us. “I think Sammy’s thirsty, Frankie.” he smirked, forcing me to bend forward and expose my gaped cunt to the entire bar. “Yes, Sir...” Frankie growled, grabbing another long-neck, slipping it into my plug and holding it firmly. I jumped... feeling the foaming coldness filling my cunt and absorbed by the walls of my cunt. “That quenching your thirst?” Frankie chuckled, drinking his beer. “Let your cunt drink it in, cuntboy...” Daddy ordered. “Yes Sir,” I moaned as the crowd stood watching the level of the beer decrease. Pulling the now almost empty bottle out of my cunt, Frankie drank last of its contents, before placing it on the bar. I remained in position until I felt the tug on my collar and was led deeper into the depths of the bar. Making our way down a hidden hallway, we passed through the heavy metal door leading to the lower level. Slowly, we descended the staircase as our eyes became accustomed to the dim red light. I heard the door slam shut. “This way, cuntboy.” Daddy ordered, pulling my leash and leading me to a table front and center of the raised platform centered in the room. “How you feeling, Sammy?” “Fuck, Daddy...” I smiled... feeling the combination of the chems and beer. “Yeah... thought so...” he said with an evil grin. He pulled out one of the bullets and dialed it up, handing it to Frankie. Pulling out the second one, he watched me closely as he increased the number of turns for my dose and handed it to me. "That should fucking get you going.” he growled, taking a hit of his own off the other one. I inhaled deeply, letting the white powder flow into me... Daddy nodded in approval before pulling me to my knees. “Gotta piss,” he said matter-of-factly and I moved to release his cock. I didn’t hesitate... an involuntary moan escaped my cuntmouth as the first drops of chem piss flowed from Daddy’s massive cock. Eagerly, I opened my cuntmouth to collect as much piss as Daddy would feed me, swallowing it and begging for more. Most of the guys surrounding us were now openly jacking off and I was hit with a massive creamy load on my shoulder. Feeling the piss flow reducing, I heard Greg laughing... “Mind if I use your urinal there?” Greg asked, moving to Daddy’s side. “Gotta take a piss.” “Sure... be my guest.” Daddy smirked, shaking the last drops in my cuntmouth. Now in front of me, “Drink up, Sammy... tap’s ready for ya.” Greg muttered. Hands gripped my head and pulled me into the mound of the piss-stained mesh pouch. Without a second thought, I hungrily bit and tasted the rank sweat leaching into my cuntmouth. “Drink up...” Greg grunted, pulling me off the pouch and releasing his uncut cock. Wanting the piss, my lips pushed back the foreskin and sealed themselves around Greg’s cockhead. I began to swallow, working my tongue along his piss-slit and causing him to shiver. “Fuck me!” Greg moaned, holding my head tight until the flow began to subside. Swallowing the last of the acrid piss, I began working my lips and tongue down Greg’s shaft... I wasn’t done yet. “Goddamn, Sammy... If I had only known...” he growled, grabbing my head again and thrusting deeply into me. The crowd around us had grown considerably and I was now covered in cum dripping down my torso. Holding onto his hips, I steadied myself and began to do my work. Greg’s swelling cock jerked, pre-cum leaking from the tongue-flicked piss slit like molasses until it was at full mast. On I continued, worshipping the cock I had ignored and wanted no part of the we spent together. “Fuck...FUck... FUCk... FUCK!!!” Greg roared, throwing his head back as I pulled down on his hairy ball sac. Greg began to rapidly fuck my greedy cuntmouth. His knees started to buckle and he steadied himself on my cum slick shoulders as I felt his sac tightly draw up. “Take my fucking load, cuntboy!” he roared, blasting load after load in my cuntmouth. A big round of applause rang through the bar as a grinning Frankie fell to his knees beside me and shoved his tongue into my cuntmouth. “Share cuntbro,” he moaned, slurping the spunk I fed him as we devoured each other with our tongues. “Not done yet, cuntboy...” I heard Greg sharply comment. Bringing my face to his crotch, he slapped his cock against my lips. “Clean,” he snarled, remembering my insistence that night I fucked him. Darting my tongue out, I moved around the slick helmet and moved down the shaft, cleaning the remains of his load. On I went to the low hanging ball sac and slipped one of the balls into my cuntmouth and rolled it around. “All right, your break’s over cub,” Daddy growled, pulling me off Greg’s crotch. “My turn.” Smiling, Greg stuffed his package back in his jock... “Yes, Sir.” he answered, walking to bar and whispering to the downstair’s bartender. Nodding, the bartender looked towards me before making his way upstairs, allowing Greg to take over. Turning me around, Daddy leaned in and growled... “How’s it going, cuntboy?” My cunt throbbed in ecstasy and I pushed my ass against Daddy’s crotch... I had no words for how I was feeling. “Fuck, cuntboy... look at all the men watching you... stroking their fucking cocks watching you service cock.” “Shit yes!” I roared... feeling the ringed mushroom cockhead invading my cunt. My cunt spasmed and took hold of the cock as it eased its way deeper before beginning its assault. “Yeah, Sammy... how many of these guys have had that worthless cock of yours up their cunts?” I could see the crowd growing closer... cocks were out and being stroked to the rhythm of Daddy’s thrusts. Taking the closest one into my cuntmouth, I began to suck and worship it. Suddenly, I felt someone fall to their knees next to me... it was Frankie... my cuntbro had taken a cock into his cuntmouth. “Fucking cuntbro,” I mumbled, the cock now shooting its load into me. Grabbing hold of Frankie, I pulled him to me and grabbed his cheeks, forcing them open and fed him the salty viscous load. I fucking loved it!!! … Being on display like this with my cuntbro. Daddy continued fucking my hungry cunt... pulling out and then ramming it home. I was openly being fucked in the middle of the packed bar and covered in cum. The crowd was going wild... the room filled with applause, catcalls and cheers as they egged us on. We continued feeding on cocks... our bodies now slick with the massive loads we induced from the crowd. Finally, Daddy took me by the hips and plunged his cock in to the hilt, unloading a volley of cum shots inside me. “I FUCKING OWN THIS CUNT!” he proclaimed as the crowd stood back, letting out a ferocious roar. Clamping tightly on Daddy’s retreating cock, I milked the final drops of cum from the shaft before Daddy pulled us both up into a passionate kiss before forcing our faces into his sweat-soaked pits to take in the pheromones radiating from them. “Gentlemen,” he said loudly to no one in particular, “I hope you enjoyed Sammy’s reintroduction to being my cuntboy.” Now faces now wet with his scent, Daddy grabbed us both by the collar and made his way through the crowd, hands giving congratulatory slaps on his back, to an empty corner where Jac stood smiling.

Fuck yes, hey if you can't be first then be last and savor all those fat loads before you. I am a felching mother fucker. I love taking a face full of cum out some streached out hole.

PART SEVEN "Let's go then," Jerome said and I unsteadily got to my feet to walk with him. "No need to lead the way," he said. "I've been over more than a few times before!" As we walked side by side, he burrowed a couple of fingers into my well-used hole. "Gosh, if you really were a virgin before David got a hold of you, that's well & truly over now!" I leant forward a little bit as we walked to give him easier access to my hole. "You're an instinctual bottom, the guys at the party are gonna love you". I was so excited to meet them! "I think it's only a queen, of course, but we'll make do" Jerome laughed as he lay on the bed, looking up at me. I knew where we wanted me, and I gently lay on top of him, my head on his chest. I was still so fucking horny, but I wanted to learn more about him. "Did you go to Mardi Gras with your friends?" "No, they all did but I didn't. I don't really like going to the Mardi Gras." "I'm sorry to hear that, I had a great time!" I replied, as I kissed his chest. "I'm sure you did! It's a wonderful time of year, and you'll go to some more perhaps." "I certainly plan to!" smiling up at him, as I kissed around his belly. "Why didn't you go?" "Just brings back too many memories for me of people that aren't here any more." "Oh, is that why you have the survivors party?" his hardening cock was under my chin now as my kisses went lower & lower. "That's exactly right, to remember the friends we've lost but also to bring some joy back into the group." Even though I could see some sadness in his eyes, his dick was rock hard. "Well I certainly hope I can do that" as I started to straddle him, looking into his eyes as I began to guide his cock into my hole. "Given what an insatiable slut you are, they're going to love you!" he laughed and he pulled me into a deep kiss as his cock started to fill up my eager hole. God, I remembered the times when I used to say someone was a slut in a derogatory way, now I took it as the greatest compliment! The thought of pleasing a whole bunch of guys like Jerome made me feel like I was on heat. I'd lost track of time while Jerome & I were kissing but I could feel someone move onto the end of the bed. I guess David was coming into say goodnight to us both. Jerome gently pulled me up a little further & I could feel two pairs of hands on my arse, both sets pulling hard on my cheeks. Not long after, I felt something pressing both against my hole, and Jerome's cock. Looking back, I could see David slowly trying to inch his dick inside me. "I don't think I can...I need the amyl!" I moaned, looking back. David slapped me across the face, "Shut the fuck up, if you want to go to Jerome's party you need to be able to do this without them." Jerome stroked my reddening cheek, "I know you can do it my boy, just open up for the two of us..." Looking into his eyes, it was like I was hypnotised. While I enjoyed David's roughness I did enjoy Jerome's tenderness as well. "I can feel him...he's almost there..." he whispered in my ears while I was almost blacking out from pain. I let out a scream as David gave one final thrust. "THERE he is! What a good boy...." The feeling was an incredible mix of pain & pleasure as I rocked between the two men. I knew my hole was being totally wrecked but I didn't really care now. I knew my role was to bring joy to men, as Jerome said, and that would be my purpose in life from now on. David grabbed my throat hard with one hand, and my arse clenched instinctively with the pain. Both men groaned in the pleasure my tightened arse gave them, while I passed out between them as David choked me. END OF PART SEVEN

PART SIX I'd been sucking them for about 10 or so minutes, and it was a weird thing to say, but my arse was so hungry. It needed to be fucked. "Can one of you fuck me please? My arse needs it so bad...." I pleaded. The two of them shared a knowing smile "Damn you're right, it is good stuff. You want a piece of this beautiful arse Jerome?" David asked, as I was sucking the pair of them. "Of course I do, but I wanna make sure you tear it up first," he replied. I wasn't sure what he meant but God, I needed it so much, it felt like my arse was on fire. The two of them both moved behind me and I could soon feel the metal from David's PA pressing against my hole. I moved back towards him eagerly and I could feel his cock slowly opening me up. "Mmmmm...not much I love seeing more than a bumped-up arse wanting a cock in it..." (Bumped-up? I wondered to myself) "Now do what that cock does best David." Jerome said. Within seconds, David started fucking my arse harder than he had before. It was such a mix of pleasure & pain as he was fucking me I wasn't sure if I was enjoying it...no, who am I kidding...I was being fucked, of course I was loving it! All I could do was moan as he worked my arse over, David pushing my cheeks wide as he fucked me. It felt incredible to be used in this way, I knew I was being used but I didn't mind, it was what I was made for. "That should be plenty" Jerome said, and David pulled out of me. David kept hold of my cheeks wide, and I could feel the air going into the gape of my arse. "Oh, looks like our little poof had his cherry popped again...let me get that" and Jerome scooped something (I guess David's precum?) that'd trickled out of my arse. I was gaping so much, it was probably bound to happen! "Now clean yourself up and take a seat, while I take this pussy." Jerome said to David. David grabbed a beer and started drinking and looking at his phone as he sat next to us. I was a bit surprised that he didn't seem to really care that his new boyfriend was about to be fucked by someone else but oh well. "Wow, what a beautiful gape" Jerome said and he started fucking me with some (three maybe?) fingers. "Nothing better than feeling a nice fresh hole before it's totally wrecked." His fingers did feel amazing but it wasn't what I needed. "Jerome, can you please fuck me?" I begged. My hole was feeling a bit sore & stretched but I wanted him in me anyway. "Of course my boy, I was just getting you & myself nice and ready." he replied, God his voice was so soothing. "You really love Daddy cock don't you boy?" I guessed I did, I hadn't really put it together but the thought of cocks of older guys older inside me was much more of a turnon. While I was thinking about that, Jerome pushed his cock deep inside me and it felt so good. "Oh yesssss...what a beautiful pussy you have" he groaned as he entered me. My groans matched his, it felt incredible. "Pussy......don't you mean arse?" I replied. "Sorry my boy, I forgot you're so new to this!" He laughed as he slowly began thrusting. "Poofs like us sometimes refer to our arseholes as our pussies, it's the only way we'll get knocked up after all!" I'd never thought of it that way, and the thought of getting knocked up by guys was such an appealing one. It was like he read my mind because shortly after he said, "In fact there's a few friends of mine that would love using a pussy like yours..." That sounded amazing! But I wanted to keep my cool, "Um...yeah...I'd love that....I can give you my number if you want to pass onto them if you want..." "Well, you can meet them all at once if you'd like. We're having a survivors party at my place later next week & you could be the guest of honour if you wanted. David's got my details anyway so he can let you know....." I looked over at my new boyfriend for his approval but he was still checking his phone & drinking what must've been his third beer while Jerome was fucking me. Time flies while you're having fun! "I'll do it!" I said, "It sounds like it'll be a blast." "If it all goes well, there'll be a few blasts!" Jerome laughed, .."And if all goes well, all of them knocking up that beautiful pussy of yours. Did you hear that David? Are you OK if my young friend here comes to my survivors party?" David looked up from his phone, "Not at all, I'm positive. And with any luck..." and the two of them started laughing. "Anyway, I gotta go & take a piss." "Don't be silly," Jerome replied. "If our guest of honour here's coming to my party, he'll need a taste of what he'll be getting up to. Why use a toilet when there's a perfectly good mouth here to piss into?" David smiled and moved over towards me. I was feeling a bit nervous having never tasted piss before (aside from the head of cocks when I was about to suck them) so I was worried how it'd go. "Don't you spill a drop mate," David said. "The dry-cleaning at Jerome's place is a bitch for the carpets so you'll be needing to swallow the lot." He rested his cock between my lips & within seconds, my mouth started to fill with warm piss. It was pretty watery thankfully after the beer and I was surprised to find it tasted kinda familiar. I've no idea how though. "Oh fuck, I love watching young piss sluts" Jerome moaned behind me as I was swallowing. He started pounding me harder and pushed against my arse as he came hard. I kept licking David's cock as Jerome pushed a couple of fingers into my arse, muttering something about "making sure it takes". I was hoping it took too, the idea of carrying part of Jerome inside me sounded great. Looking around, it was dark now! "Time's gotten away from us!" Jerome laughed, "Guess I'd better head home." "Nah, stay in the spare bedroom with Josh, he won't mind." "Only if it's OK with him," Jerome replied, rubbing my belly that'd been filled with cum from one end and piss from the other. I leant back, searching for his mouth with mine. I found it & started making out with this old guy, giving him his answer. END OF PART SIX

Love getting my face and ass fucked hard and deep!

PART FOUR I was kneeling in front of David, cleaning his cock when his phone rang. "HEY! I hoped you'd be watching......did you enjoy the show? I thought you would......hold on I'll put you on speaker.." and he put the phone next to the table where I was kneeling. "Is this your new boy James I've been hearing so much about?" the voice said from the phone. "No...it's actually an even newer one!...." David said. "And better!" I giggled, interrupting "His name's Josh and he'd never even been with a guy before he'd been with me so he's my good boy. Can you see the guy over there Josh?" He asked me, pointing at a nearby apartment building. I could see a guy waving & I waved back. "That's one of my very good friends Jerome." "You sure know how to pick 'em David." Jerome said. "Would you like me to fuck you as well my new friend?" He'd barely completed his question before I shouted, "Yes please!" in reply. "What an eager young man you are, and have you been fully converted yet?" It was funny, I kept hearing about being converted. I wasn't sure what else I needed to do to prove that I loved being fucked. "I think I have!" "Well, you definitely will be by the time I'm finished with you. Now David and I need to talk about when I can come over, can you get him hard while we talk please my good boy?" David took Jerome off speaker as I knelt in front of him. It was such a great feeling to be sucking cock in the sunshine and I positioned myself so Jerome could check out my arse as I sucked David. I was too busy sucking (& loving it!) to be paying attention to what David was saying to Jerome: "Yeah......real pleasant surprise....nah no chance he can get any, he's here for the week....told him I had COVID....course not!.....he's so fucking high he won't be paying attention to any of this....few loads but can't hurt to try yours too...probably an hour or so before it wears off? So bring some if you've got it.....piss mainly.....nah, no idea...yeah, the lube's got it too....don't worry about it, the kid's a dirty fucker....I know! See ya in 10" It was then he tapped me on the head, I looked up his dick still in my mouth. "Jerome was so excited seeing you in action, he's gonna come over OK? He'll probably wanna fuck you today, is that alright with you?" I was so excited by the prospect, I smiled through David's dick but wanted to make sure he was alright with it. "Are you OK with it though David, I don't wanna do it if it'll make you unhappy..." "My boy, nothing makes me hornier or happier than seeing other daddies fucking you OK? Just think of it a special gift I'm making sure that you're getting. Now get your daddy good & hard before Jerome arrives..." END OF PART FOUR

PART TWO Kate & James never ended up getting back to David's place after the Mardi Gras. That was probably for the best though as David & myself were up until the early hours fucking, or to be more precise, he was fucking me until the early hours. His stamina was incredible as within minutes of cumming inside my arse, he was ready to go again and we were in a different position each time. I did feel a bit of shame in that my favourite position was face down into the pillow, arse high up in the air so he could really pound me. Waking up, I did feel a bit embarrassed and guilty that I'd been so slutty and taken such advantage of David. The bedroom and sheets reeked of sex and cum and I also noticed some specks of blood too on my arse as I started to get dressed & head out to face the music with him. He was in the kitchen eating as I came out of the bedroom. "Hey, there he is!" he said with a smile. "How've you pulled up after last night?" I blushed, "Pretty sore head to be honest with you." "And the rest of you?" "Yeah the rest of me's pretty sore too. I'm really sorry about last night, I got you to do some things that you probably didn't want to do. If you could keep it between us though, it'd be greatly appreciated." "Don't be mate, I had a great time, and you seemed to too. I just hope you gained some appreciation on how the other half live!" "I did yeah, did you need a hand with the sheets or anything before I leave?" "Well that's the thing...I woke up today feeling a little off and took a Rapid Antigen Test and it looks like I've tested positive for COVID. You'll be staying here for the next week I'm afraid." My heart sank, what I did with David was embarrassing enough but having to stay with him for an extra week? After last night there was a good chance I'd end up with it too. Then there was all of the clothes stuff, we were only going to stay the night so I had nothing with me & he was much taller than I was. "Did you want a shower? I can put your clothes in the washing & they can get dry today so you'll be OK there. It's such a beautiful day I was just gonna take it easy and do some sunbaking today, you can join me if you want. As you know I don't have much in the way in underwear but I can sort something out for you. I'll grab you something to drink that'll help clear the cobwebs too." "I'd really appreciate that David, I guess just leave it in the spare room where I'll leave my clothes?" "Done!" he said smiling, and grabbed me a towel. As I showered, I gingerly felt my arsehole and inspecting my fingers, could see there was some more blood there which I guess was a result of David taking my virginity. After I did so, I let out a fart and could feel something running down the back of my leg, scooping some up it was quite obviously cum. I finished showering and dried myself off and went back to the spare bedroom to put some clothes on. All I could see was a yellow thong and a glass next to a jug full of something that smelled terrible. I thought it best to call Kate & let her know that I'd be in quarantine with David for the week but all I got was her Messagebank. I left a message and coming out of the bathroom I heard a voice say "All done? I'm out here!" and followed the voice to the balcony. Walking out there, I saw two banana lounges and on one of them, David completely naked aside from a pair of sunglasses and a massive piercing on the end of his dick, his body glistening with oil. "Nothing like a bit of sunshine to improve your mood!" he said smiling. I think he could tell how shocked I was he was naked, "It's OK mate no-one can see. That thong looks great on you too!" "Oh...um...thanks." I blushed as I stepped over his banana lounge to lie down on the one laid out for me. "Now that stuff might taste terrible but trust me, a couple of glasses of that & you'll be flying in no time!" as he half-filled the glass "But what you need to do is drink it in one big gulp, alright?" It smelled horrible as I raised it to my lips and I knew it wouldn't taste much better. I downed it as quickly as I could, and he laughed when he saw my reaction. "Don't worry mate, you'll get the hang of it. There's a glass of water there to use a chaser too, but another full glass worth should do the trick." He said as he filled the glass. "Did you need some?" I asked him as I quickly downed the glass of water to get the taste out of my mouth. "No need mate, give it a few minutes to settle and then drink that next glass as quick as you can." We were making idle chat about how beautiful the weather was when he nodded over to the glass. "Medicine time boy!" I wasn't looking forward to it but could see the smile on his face as I drank it all. "Good boy!" he said as I quickly downed more of the water to take out the taste. There was no question I was feeling much better, but all that drinking meant I had to use the toilet, and fast. I must've got up too quick as my head was spinning as I went to & from the bathroom, it was such a weird feeling, I couldn't help but giggle as I went to return to my lounge. My balance failed me though as I went to step over David and tripped and landed right on his lap. "Well, this is unfortunate." he said smiling up at me, I could feel his cock hardening under me, I could feel the metal against his bare skin. "I never knew you had a piercing there!" I replied, I was feeling so good, my whole body was warm and not from the sunshine. "You never asked and by the way, you've got a girlfriend remember?" I started rubbing my arse up and down on his dick, only the thong's thin layer of fabric between his dick and my hole. "And you've got a boyfriend remember?" "And you're straight remember?" he replied, and with that, pulled my face down to meet his and we started kissing hot & hard like we had last night. It was just as good as I could (sorta) remember. Kissing this guy just felt right to me and he knew how to push all of my buttons and we laid side by side, rubbing each other and kissing for what must've been a couple of hours. END OF PART TWO