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One of the few local poz pig guys messaged me, ‘cunt free?’ I asked him what he needed. He replied, ‘need that easy cunt of yours to blow my load into, I need a Discrete and anon poz breed as boyfriend at work. He continued bluntly, ‘you up for taking it now? This guy has dropped his poz load into my neg hole when his fella ain’t looking and he knows I love taking a discrete poz breed off him. I replied, ‘yeah cunt free for that hot load of yours, cum breed me! I got a quick response, ‘Good slut, I’m 5 minutes away, leave the door open and be ass up and hooded as before, oh and I’ll need to use your mouth when I arrive! I was on the bed in a used spunky jock and hooded with my harness and leash on and my cumdump socks. I heard him open the door and make his way upstairs. There was some rustling and then I felt his boner against my ass as he spoke, ‘you know, you really are a total faggot! You’re a poz cum whore! Right let’s get that cunt opened up! He pressed his dick against my hole and fed me his poz precum. I moaned with pleasure so he stuffed it fully inside me. He spoke again, ‘Good boi, take it like my bitch’. I told him I fucking loved him requesting my cunt as an easy place to drop a load. He moaned in agreement and pleasure as he banged my hole. I was then ordered to my knees, ‘let’s see you deepthroat my poz dick, you whore! I was hungry as fuck for his boner so I gave him my throat as he skull fucked me. He made me take him deep and his cock ring hit my lips, he was in! Some gentle thrusts from him ensured I tasted his hot poz precum. He pulled back into my mouth. He spoke again as he grabbed my pup mask, ‘Right pig, if you want my load your gunna have to sort my piss hard on’. He continued, ‘I’m gunna take a slow piss and you are going to drink and swallow every drop’. Before I had time to respond he filled my mouth with his warm piss and I gulped it back. He didn’t give me time to refuse, as soon as he filled my mouth, he paused and I swallowed. He continued making me drink from the poz tap. He spoke again to abuse me, ‘You filthy piss drinking faggot’. I found myself agreeing aa I slurped and downed his warm and horny piss. He told me that even his fella won’t drink his piss and he wasn’t giving me a taste, he was making me take a full piss load. When he reached the end he was just stood there with his dick in my mouth as he parted with the last few drops. I heard praise, ‘you filthy piggy cunt’. Only fair to reward a good pig, now let’s get some seed in that cunt of yours. I was ordered back to all fours on the bed. He pushed the head of his wet dick against my hole, it slipped inside me so I was just taking the tip of his dick. He was wanking the rest of his dick and my hole was gagging to be filled. I flexed my ass in a bid to get him to fuck inside me. He replied, ‘Patience piggy, I’m just feeding your cunt some of my oozing poz precum. He teased my man pussy with his wanking action, sometimes pushing deeper than pulling back. It is felt horny as fuck. I was told to keep my ass dead still. I could feel him making my hole Proper wet with precum. I was told, ‘Piggy prepare to be bred’, just as he wanked himself off, inserting his cum inside me with just the head of his dick inside my cunt, a real skill and demonstration of self control. I pleaded for him to dump every last poz drop inside me. As he drained his cum I heard him say, ‘I fucking needed to dump that in a cumdump. Now you’re gunna be fucked pig! He repositioned himself ready to attack my cummy hole. Despite just dumping his load his tool was rock solid still as he started to cream his own poz load. He spoke again, ‘I’m going to fuck my cum out of you pig, let’s destroy your cunt’. Every thrust was hard and deep and I loved hearing the slurp of his hot spunk being pounded out of me. His cum load was pouring out of my cunt, over my balls to my jock and my jock was soaked. I encouraged him on with, ‘fuck me harder, so he did. I took a right hard pounding. He even treated me to plenty of horny verbal abuse, offering to ‘knock me up’ behind his fellas back. He told me he really gets off using neg holes and I told him, not as much as I get off taking a hot risky load. He had grabbed the pen and left some tags on me as proof of use. With that, he rewarded my cunt again. This time a few short but hard thrusts ensured I took his seed deep in my cunt. He pulled out and I was ordered to my knees again. I could feel my hole dripping and the cold spunk of my soaked jock. ‘Clean me up pig! I didn’t need telling twice. I got my lips round his cummy dick and tasted and licked the creamed cum off his cock and balls. I was on my knees as he got dressed and left, I had been totally used! And when I saw his tags he had been brutal, a very horny fukka who is welcome to visit any time his fella ain’t around!

Hi, so this just happened to me. I’m in Vegas for vacation. First time and really exploring everything/everywhere. im on Grindr and sniffies, just trying to connect with someone to explore places, drinks etc. looking for company basically. So many flakes and ghosting - frustrating. Suddenly yesterday, I get a message from a top on sniffies, he asks if I’m looking and a sick pic (first pic below). Profile says hung, fit, masculine, no age. and it’s nice and big (fyi I’m not a size queen at all). I send my pics, ask if he hosts (I can’t bc I’m with friends) he’s down. Im bored and based on the profile and pic, it won’t be too bad. (I always share my face pic, and always ask for a face pic. I want to see who it is - not into anon).Asks if I want to get bred and tag teamed ( I love threesomes) then asks “Suck me ass up as I get u hung anon dump n go losds. Keep them coming ” to which I surprisingly said yes!! 👀 I just went with it, didn’t expect much but then he pinned my conversation. Said he’d be ready in an hour. Okay whatever… I’m not prepped, I wash up but don’t have anything to douche well. He messages and insists I go over, I tell him it might not be best to get fucked. He insists and says it’ll be okay. I decided to walk over and see how it goes. im there heading up and he says to push the door open when I get there, the top is there. I have no pics except his cock pic below. I go in, two guys on the bed, stroking. One is completely naked. I immediately go in to suck him (I thought it was him - turned out it was the other one I was messaging) anyway, the top has a big cock , 8.5. I’m sucking him, deepthroat ring and is enjoying it. The sniffies guy then directs me to undress. I make out with the top but sniffies guy makes me suck him. Top gets behind me and starts putting it in. I’m happy I have lube!! I’m scared bc I’m not cleaned out completely, haven’t fucked in weeks and it’s huge! But he’s sexy so I go with it. I’m surprised I was able to take it well, not much pain. And nice guy, kissed me and held me as I got spit roasted. Finally dumps his load and leaves - 1st of the night. okay, cool. I asses the damage if any. Not bad, I clean and sniffies guy props the door for another top. He’s on Grindr getting guys to come over. He picks them. I didn’t really get to see who. Next guy is an older guy. Not my type - wouldn’t msg him. Top fucks as I suck sniffies guy and dumps his load - 2nd load in. Okay, I’m there thinking - what am I doing. I try to convince the guy that I think I’m done but he insists I stay for one more. Fine I say. Third guy is over - young guy, Latino, goth looking a bit. Hung. Every time a top was coming to the room, door was propped open and I would be sucking the guys cock and too would come in, undress and start fucking me. The third guy was sensual (which I usually like - kissing a lot) so there was some of that. As I’m getting spit roasted, the top announces he’s going to cum and the guy tells him to breed me. As he breeds me, the guy cums in my mouth. It turns him on to see a top breed me. So that’s load 3 and 4. I’m surprised I did this. I’ve never done anything like that at all. In between tops/fucks, the guy and I would make out. He would call me his cumdump and wanted to get me filled. Really nice guy, I enjoyed talking after. And asked if I would be down to do it again. I say maybe I can. so all day, im trying to find someone to meet - at some point it’s whatever im annoyed so I stop. Late afternoon and I open it, the guy is wanting to do it again and to get ready. I make it known I don’t have my douche to clean out and I don’t think I can bottom tonight. He wants me over. I say agree. Would be nice to suck him off again. As I get there, he is looking for tops. Short story - I ended up with 4 loads (3 tops and the guys load swallowed). The last two tops came together. Took turns. One of them was very hot! And the cock was 9 and thick. I struggled but got it in. Glad I had some Maximum Impact spray with me. Took a hit, and told him to pound me. Sucked him off a bit. What turned me on was that he would eat my ass every now and then. Sexy fucker!! i honestly didn’t expect to do this. I read about couples doing this: one whoring out the other. It’s fucking hot!! So basically I got whored out 2 nights. Got fucked by 6 tops, 6 loads up the ass and swallowed 2 loads from the new friend who I now have on snap and wants to do it again. If I do, I’m gonna come better prepared. I’m always iffy about cleaning out and subconscious about it. I don’t like to cause a mess. anyway, I’m processing the events. I feel like a slut. Having the tops touch me as they fuck me and breeding me. It was hot in the moment. i need to go check myself when I get back though

So I met this 81 year old man at the senior apartment complex my mother lives the other day. I was walking to my car and he was out walking for exercise and noticed my pride sticker. He stopped me, said hello and proceeded to bluntly ask if I was a homosexual. I immediately thought “oh boy here we go” because he used the word “homosexual” and he sounded almost upset but I went ahead and replied, yes to which he lit up with a big smile, and said “me too”. This made me laugh some because it was so bazaar. We began talking and walked over to a bench under a tree and sat to enjoy our conversation. He went through a thorough history of our gay community in our town. It was exceedingly interesting, but it’s winter and we were both getting cold, so we decided to part ways. As I was walking away, he politely asked if I would want to have coffee at his apartment sometime to which I said yes and got in my car to go home. This morning as I was walking out of my moms apartment, I thought to myself “why not” so I took out my cell phone and called his number that he gave me last week. He answered the phone and I told him who I was and that I would love to take him up on that cup of coffee. He was so excited. You could literally hear the excitement in his voice which made me happy. He gave me his room number, so I walked to the other side of the building and knocked on his door. He answered with a huge grin and invited me in. He looked very handsome and was wearing sorta an Asian print robe and his apartment was meticulously clean and very well decorated. He he walked me over two a leather loveseat, and invited me to sit down which I did while he walked into his kitchen to put on coffee. A couple minutes passed, and he came out with two mugs of hot coffee, and sat one in front of me and sat down next to me When he sat down, he sat down very close to me and turned towards me. Right away because the way his robe was laying I could see a little bit of the side of cock but we started chatting. He like to touch me as he talked and eventually his hand came to rest on my thigh. I looked down because he had spread his legs some and his cock was totally uncovered now and was literally starting to swell. I thought to myself “LOL I guess we’re gonna fuck“. So I reached over and held his penis in my hand and slowly stroked him. As his cock swelled in my hand I leaned in towards him and asked if he wanted to kiss to which he immediately started to kiss me. He instructed me to take off my clothes so I did it quickly and went back to stroking his now hard cock and making out. I slid down to my knees and scooted the coffee table back and knelt in front of him. I slipped his cock in my mouth and started giving him a slow but firm blow job. His cock was pouring pre-cum, which was amazing because it was almost like swallowing a nonstop load. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and looked up at him and asked if he wanted to fuck me. He nervously replied that he hasn’t had sex in six years, and if I was sure that it was OK. I gave him a big smile and assured him that nothing else would make me happier right now. He said “I don’t have any condoms”, and I assured him that that was no problem at all. We both stood up and walked to his bedroom. His cock was big and full, but hanging down and I love the way the color of his cock contrast it with his big muff of gray pubes. I asked him how he wanted me and he told me to lie on my back so I laid on my back and rolled my legs back to submit and present my hole to him. He slipped off his robe and hung it on a hook on his bathroom door and went in to get something. He came out with an ancient looking large jar of Vaseline and climbed on the bed. I could see the pre-cum dripping from the head of his cock as he open the jar and scooped out some Vaseline. He rubbed it on my hole and started fingering me. He looked so happy as he watched his fingers sliding in and out of my loose hole. He leaned forward, holding his cock and effortlessly slipped it in me. I immediately could feel the warmth against my hole as he slid in. He laid down on top of me, and we started kissing while he slowly started thrusting. He was kissing my neck and groaning with each thrust. He had only been fucking me for maybe a minute or two when he rapidly sped up his thrusting, pushing his cock as deep as it would go with each thrust. Seconds later, he let out a loud groan, followed by a loud grunt each time he forcefully slammed his cock in me as he was ejaculating. He collapsed his full weight on me, and we kissed before he unmounted me and laid next to me. I held his cock in my hand gently stroking as he couldn’t stop smiling, and telling me how amazing that was. We cuddled for a while and we both fell asleep together. After a couple hours I woke up and started playing with his cock which woke him up. I went down on him but he made me work for. About 20 minutes later he flooded my mouth with his seed. I had to get going so I got dressed and thanked him for the coffee that I didn’t drink and the fun sex.

Perhaps if you were paying more attention to politics, you might realize that the governor of Florida is sounding and acting much like Hitler did in his early days, but directed more against LGBT people and immigrants - who, it might be noted, were also targets of Hitler and the Nazis. Hitler didn't become evil only once he started actually sending people to the camps; he started with harassment and book banning and other forms of targeting the affected populations, exactly as DeSantis is doing now. Because the way you get the people in general to accept things like hauling groups off to camps is by spending years demonizing them as less-than-fully-human such that enough people are willing to look the other way.

I walked up to the counter of my local gay sauna nervously with my head down. I had walked past a few times before plucking up the courage to go in. Being such a nerd I didn’t get as much as the twinks at uni so thought it would be worth giving a go. I had watched a lot of porn including bb and needed to explore. The man at the counter said, “come on lets see your ID”. I showed him and he said “21, you’ll be popular, it’s half price for under 25s. Want some poppers too?” I nodded. He said “want a tour?”. He showed me the locker rooms, the showers, the sling room and at the end of the long corridor of cabins he said “this is the dark room – no lights in there”. I asked “do people in there use condoms?”. He replied “they are in tubs all around with sachets of lube – some guys use em, some guys don’t, do what you and your partners feel is best”. I went and had a shower and started to walk down the corridor with the cabins seeing who was inside. I saw a beefy bear doing the same further back along the corridor. I got to the end grabbed some lube and condoms and kept going into the dark. I sniffed some poppers and lubed my hole up. It felt so dirty and no-one was likely to come in. A minute or two in an empty darkroom never hurt anyone. I sniffed again as I heard footsteps and without thinking suddenly felt myself snogging and running my hands over a beefy hairy man. I started to hungrily suck his cock and he started moaning. At one point to steady myself I put a hand on the floor only to find it on top of a used condom – I’d found the place I belong. The bear pulled me up and we snogged again for a minute or two. Then he ordered me to sniff counting down from 10. He told me to kneel on the bench so he could ride my hole. The bear started to slide his cock against my hole and I moaned in pleasure. I reached back and felt raw dick against my hole. “What are you today? Are you the dirty little twink who would rides a strangers dick raw get flooded with cum or the clever student who stops for a condom?” I moaned “breed my twinkhole”. He pushed his cock fully into my hole and I groaned with pleasure. “Thank you for breeding me raw sir”. He spanked my ass and started to increase the pace. He growled “you’re a nasty little slut, you don’t care about names or status, you just need raw cock – what do you need?”. I shouted “RAW COCK SIR! YOUR RAW COCK! INFECT MY HOLE WITH YOUR CUM”. That pushed by daddy over the edge and he growled then yelled “infecting you now bugboi!” and shot rope after rope of cum growling and panting. He pushed his still hard cock in and out until he started to go soft and then slapped me on the ass and said “enjoy them poz swimmers in your ass. You’ll be back” and slapped my ass and walked off.

Last night. For those following my saga, it was with my Latino FB. After a couple of years of breeding me, i have a lot of His seed in me, we're probably up to several hundred breedings. The longer we know each other, the more often He breeds me. Last night was the third time in five days. Despite Him knowing i worked yesterday, He texted me and asked if i was available and then put that little praying hands emoji and asked "PLEASE." 13 hours of brutal critical care nursing, and i was going to hit the gym after work to continue my every other day 'skinny white boy routine.' i don't usually hook on work days, but recently have with Him on the last day of my rotation. i drove home fast after work, showered and prepped and texted Him. Nothing back. So after waiting 45 minuted, i texted i was going to the gym. i was all prepped and squeaky clean, so i slipped a bottle of lube in my sweats and off i went. There's always hot Men to watch at the gym. So many Guys in tight fitting sweats or shorts, i can do my whole routine on horny energy. i am a really happy guy after divorce and growing up, i pretty much love Men universally it seems. Though total bottom, a Mans ass is what turns me on, so i'm usually in hyper drive at the gym. No guys obviously cruising though, who goes to the gym at 815 on a Friday night? Enough Guys to fuel my lust. When i finished my weight rotation and left, checking my phone my Latino FB had texted and was on again. He does "dabs" and apparently marijuana makes one horny. Glad i didn't get a ticket going home, drove really fast after texting Him i was on my way from the gym. He didn't text back, so i didn't know if we'd hook, but passed Him driving as i turned onto my street. He turned His car around and followed me back. That was a first. We have always done walk in prior, me naked and waiting ass up, He comes in my unlocked back door. This time we both came in the house fully clothed through the front door. We have become so familiar and comfortable with each other, yet the sex is never routine or mechanical. It is kinda mind blowing to me that after a couple of years, sex with Him is always FUCKING INCREDIBLE. He videos me a couple of months back, and watching the vid was eye opening for me, i make a lot more sounds when getting fucked than i realized, and i think that has happened as i've gotten older. Sex hasn't gotten older, it always seems to be mind blowing for me? i am always still horny after since i don't wanna cum as part of my bottom wiring, butt it's not the kind of insatiable horniness i used to experience, It's the kind of horniness where i could continue to get fucked... forever it seems, my hole is a resilient cunt at this stage, but i'm also very satisfied and grateful for the Man i was just with. i cherish every fuck, it never is routine or 'just' physical for me it seems. And fuck, my hole was so opened and slippery when He was done using me, i was wondering how i was gonna keep all His seed? Turned out He bred deep, so i still have Him inside me this morning. Heaven still. Another less frequent FB emailed me at work yesterday, wants to "feed me" His "fat cock" (it is) today. He's coming over in a few hours. His cock is so thick i come close to orgasm receiving Him. Either way, this bottom is getting sweetly used.

"Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours." That's what they said right before they started tag teaming my asshole with their raw cocks. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When I was 19, my family took a trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts to Cancun. It was over Christmas break, so I guess it was a nice escape from the winter, but the resort wasn't exactly geared for the fun of a 19 year old who wasn't drinking. We had done the side trips to the ruins and shit, but mostly we hung at the resort where I was bored and mostly alone while my parents drank and had fun. One day they opted for the catamaran drunk cruise. I begged them to not make me go. I pulled the "I'm not a child anymore" card and said I would be quite content reading, napping and lounging by the pool. They finally relented, and I was left to my own devices for an entire day. If only they'd been more protective of their horny, gay son. I hit the pool pretty early with only my book, towel, mirrored shades, and swimsuit. Since I used to be a competitive swimmer I still had my speedo, which is what I decided would make for the best tan lines. I claimed one of the lounge chairs and set in for a nice day of relaxation. And I promptly fell asleep in the warm sun. I awoke some time later hearing hushed voices next to me. It was two, obviously American men whispering in close proximity to me. Voice 1: Look, the kid totally has a boner! Voice 2: Shhh! Don't wake him up and embarrass him. Voice 1: (laughing) Looks like part of him is already awake! (This is when I realized that I had one of those relaxed, sun-boners and they were talking about me! I was mortified and kept still while desperately trying to will my hardon away, but it wouldn't budge.) Voice 1: Damn, it just flexed in his suit! Totally hot! Voice 2: Yeah, the kid has a nice package on him, and a nice little body. Voice 1: I'm getting hard just looking at the outline of his cock. Oh the things we could do... Voice 2: Don't even think about it. Voice 1: Oh, like you aren't thinking about filling that young ass. Voice 2: Go get us a couple beers and cool off. I heard Voice 1 guy get up and flip-flop away toward the bar. Hearing them talk about me in a gay way was making my dick so hard that I knew it wasn't going to go away without a serious spank. I made sort of a fakey "I'm snoring and waking myself up" noise and rolled over onto my stomach. I tried to lay there quietly like I was still asleep. And when Voice 1 came back, I did an equally fake slow wake up and roll over, but simultaneously grabbed my towel and covered my still throbbing junk. I sat up and decided to read a bit, thinking this might take my mind off things. No such luck. Especially when I saw the two men attached to the voices. One was mid 40's, salt and pepper hair, rough beard, and a stocky, muscular body covered with a pelt of coarse, curly black hair. The other was blonde, a bit younger (maybe mid 30's), tall, smooth, tanned and toned. Both were exceedingly attractive (the blonde could have been a model) and both were wearing straining speedos that left very little to the imagination. I tried to ignore them, but they could tell I was staring. Voice 1: Hi there! What are you reading? (it was the blonde) Oh my god. They were so hot and they were talking to me! I stuttered a bit before telling them that I was reading Humboldt's Gift for my American literature class. I remember this fact purely because I never did finish that damn book and had to cliff note the fucker. This opened the doorway into conversation, through which I learned that they were John (Voice 1) and Vince (Voice 2), a gay couple on vacation. They asked many questions about me, like was I there alone? Was I enjoying my free day? What time would my parents be back? Did I have any plans for the rest of the day? By this time my boner had actually gone down and I was thirsty, so I uncovered myself and stood up to go to the bar to get a coke. My further mortification was imminent. Vince: Um, you might want to sit back down. Me: Why? John: (laughing) Because you left a spot of precum in your speedo the size of a half-dollar! I looked down, and sure enough my penis had betrayed me yet again. My electric blue speedo had a huge, dark blue spot of wetness centered right at my cock head. I hastily sat down and covered up again, completely and utterly embarrassed. Vince, however, knew what to do. "John, go get him a coke would you?" "Sure thing." As John walked off, Vince quietly remarked "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us. And, truth be told, that's a pretty impressive spot. You must be a big leaker. Or just incredibly horny." "Well... um...." "So, are you? A healthy cummer, I mean?" "Isn't that sorta personal?" "Lemme guess. You are stuck here with family and you haven't jacked off in days. And now you are so backed up you were going to fire off a few loads today with your free time. Am I right?" "How'd you know?" Chuckling, Vince replied "We've all been there, guy." "What are you two laughing about?" John asked as returned, coke in hand. Taking the lead, Vince explained "The poor guy hasn't cum in days because he's been cooped up with his parents. Hence the gigantic wet spot." John handed me my coke, and a glance passed between he and Vince. I couldn't believe I was having an open conversation about jacking off and precum with two relative strangers, even if they were two, handsome gay men. Apparently they were of one mind, cause without any further discussion John remarked "You know, we could help you out of your jam. You need to empty yourself out before you make a mess all over this pool deck, and it just so happens that Vince and I like to pleasure guys, such as yourself." "Oh, I don't know... I um...," I stuttered, turning even beet red in embarrassment. "No pressure or anything. It would just be a relaxing, fun time and all about your pleasure. We would make sure you would be empty enough to survive the rest of your stay here with your parents," Vince explained, in a very discrete, man-to-man voice. "Honestly, I'm not sure I should," I responded, honestly more than a little interested. John: What else have you got to do today? I guarantee you'll have a better time than just sitting by the pool kicking yourself for missing a mind-blowing afternoon of sex. Vince: It's your call, but we're nice guys and I think you would have fun. Me: .... ok. We left the pool together and they escorted me up to their hotel room. Now, while I wasn't a virgin (I'd been having oral sex with other boys for a few years now, and I had a fairly regular suck session with a fraternity guy at school) but I'd never done any kind of anal. And definitely had never done a three way. And I'd never had sex with men clearly much older than I was. So you can imagine how very nervous I was. At first we just sat on their bed and they gave me a beer. I drank it fast and relaxed a little. Then they each reached out a hand and started stroking me lightly. Massaging my neck a little. I started to get hard. Both were very patient to start. They gently stripped off my swimsuit and laid me back on the bed. Both of their mouths fell to working on my body-- my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my thighs, my balls. And then I felt the wet heat on my cock. Instantly I was rock hard and straining to hold myself back from the waves of pleasure rocking my body. It was John sucking my cock while Vince sucked and tongued my nipples. He slowly traced his tongue up my neck, to my adam's apple, and then over my chin to my mouth. When Vince's mouth met mine, everything exploded-- including my orgasm. John greedily clamped down on my cock and took every drop. He stayed there until my dick finally stopped squirting like a minute later. John: Holy FUCK this kid's a cummer! God damn! Vince: And I think I found his trigger points. Me: I'm sorry! It's just that when you kissed me I couldn't hold back. You are just so... handsome. And hairy! Vince: (laughing) Yeah, I do have a bit of fur. Me: It's hot! John: I think the kid isn't done yet... he still hasn't gone soft. After that, John and Vince stripped off their suits... and wow. John was totally clean shaven, which made his cock look exceptionally huge. Judging from the size of mine, I figured he had to be at least 8 inches. And Vince had a dark bush of pubes, big balls and a shorter, but decently thick, uncut cock. And both had these curious tattoos on their hips. Me: Oooh. You guys have matching tattoos! Looks like a nuclear symbol. Are you guys radioactive or something? John: (smirking) Something like that. Me: Well, you both are pretty hot! Vince: I think we should massage another load or two out of our friend here, John. Me: Hell yeah! Deal! We had another couple of beers, and then Vince got the lube out of their travel bag. I was buzzing well at this point and feeling pretty good. Vince got me up on all fours, and then proceded to do something that nobody had done to me up to that point. He ate my ass. And when his tongue hit my pucker, I almost came unglued. This released the last of my inhibitions, and I became an insatiable fuck hole that afternoon. John was kneeling on the bed close to me, and as soon as Vince started rimming me, my mouth latched onto John's cock and I started sucking for all I was worth. I was only able to fit about half his cock in my mouth and I tasted his precum as I worked his salty slit with my tongue. John: Damn Vince, this kid can SUCK! Vince: Yeah, but we're here to milk him dry. And I think he needs to be milked from the inside. And with that, Vince lubed a finger and slid it into my butthole. Electricity jumped through me and I became a sex crazed novice bottom. He fingered my prostate (nobody had ever done that either) and it made me go crazy with desire. I sucked John like a hoover while bucking around on Vince's finger, all the while drooling precum all over the bedspread. Vince worked a couple fingers into me along with more lube... then his fingers left my ass. It felt like someone had shut off my horny switch. But then, I felt Vince's cock head rubbing up against my hole, teasing and pressing against my pucker. And while it was electric, warning bells were going off in my head. Me: Do you have a condom? Vince: Yeah, somewhere I think. But how about I just tease your pretty butthole a bit with my cock first? Me: We really need a condom. And you need to go easy on me-- I've never been fucked. Vince: Never?? Me: Nope. I've wanted to do it, but it just hasn't ever happened yet. John: Vince, pass me the poppers. I'll help our little bottom virgin out. Me: What are poppers? They aren't drugs are they? I don't do drugs. John: No, you just sniff them and they help you relax. They actually have a medical purpose. Me: Um.... John: Here, I'll show you. Just take a small sniff like this... John took a hit, and I could see him go flush a bit and relax. Then he held the bottle under my nose. I debated it for about a second, and then took a hit. The warm rush was incredible. Vince timed my rush with another finger assault which had me begging for more. The damn poppers had made me desperate for cock and had silenced those pesky warning bells. Me: Oh god. Fuck me! Vince: You want it? Me: Yes! I need to feel your cock inside me! Now! Please?? Vince didn't need to be asked twice. John held the little bottle under my nose again, I took a hit. And as I went soaring on a wave of pleasure, Vince entered my ass. While it hurt, it really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Sure it burned a little bit, but overall he was able to slide right in and I just felt full. It probably helped that he was uncut and I was an incredibly horny teenager. Vince slow fucked me while I got used to having a cock in my ass, and I went back to working John's big cock with my tongue and throat. The pleasure I was getting from both ends being filled, plus the alcohol, plus the poppers had me rock hard and begging for as much sex as these two men could dish out. Vince eventually sped up his tempo and the sensation his fat cock was giving me was making my head reel. I was tingling everywhere and begging to cum again. I reached back to cup Vince's balls and to feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass. And that's when I noticed he didn't have a condom on. Me: Where's the condom? Vince: You told me you wanted cock in you now. I didn't have time to put one on. Me: But sex without a condom is risky... Vince: Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours. John: Here, have some more poppers... Vince continued to fuck me and my protests ebbed as the pleasure increased. John pushed his dick back into my mouth and I let the poppers relax me into the pure ecstasy of man on man on man sex. Vince: Oh Johnny, you really need to feel this boy's ass. It's so tight and smooth! John: I can't wait for my turn! Vince: Well, it's coming soon. I'm about ready to share... John: Sweet! Here kid, take another hit Me: Damn this feels so good. Vince: It's gonna get better in a minute. I'm going to put my cock head right at your prostate and you are going to feel me flex it. Trust me, it will drive you wild with pleasure. Me: Do it! I wanna feel that! Vince thrust a few more times in me quickly, then parked his cock a little more than halfway inside me. And then I felt it. His cock head was pressed up inside me, and I could feel throbbing and flexing inside me. The sensation was incredible! John: You doing it Vince? Vince: Fuuuck yeah. You feel that, kiddo? Yeah, I'm trying to milk your load out from the inside. Me: It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop. Vince: I can do it again later, but now it's John's turn though. And just wait til you feel him inside you! Me: I don't know... he's so big! I'm not sure I can take it... Vince pulled out with a wet plop, and shifted around the bed. He suggested that I try riding John's cock to start. That way I could control it better and be more comfortable. Without Vince in me, I felt like my switch had again been turned off and I desperately wanted it back on again. So I agreed. John lay down on the bed- his cock enormous and intimidating. Vince lubed him up and worked a bit more lube up my ass. Me: Shouldn't we get a condom? John: Vince didn't have to wear one. Me: But we have time to get one one now and... Vince: It's okay kid, just try it for a bit. We can always get one on later. I want John to feel what I got to feel! Me: Just... don't cum in me. Okay? John: Wouldn't dream of it. I straddled John's groin. John held onto the base of his cock while I tried to line up his head with my hole. Vince fed me more poppers, and before I knew it I was sliding down almost the full length of John's big cock. He bottomed out inside me with still about an inch of cock to go. There was a dull pain deep in my abdomen when John's cock head was poking my guts, but the sensation of that much cock sliding inside me and filling my guts sent me over the moon. I think my eyes literally rolled back into my head. John: Holy fuck! This kid is a natural born bottom! Vince: What did I tell you? John: So fuckin' hot and slick! Thanks for lubing it up for me! Me: Oh my God! You are so fucking BIG! Vince: Enjoy the ride you two. I started sliding up and down on John's cock and he let me control the fuck action. Every thrust into me from his cock gave me the sensation like I was stroking my own erect penis. Only I wasn't touching myself. It was like I was jacking off, but no-handed. The pleasure was building, and it sent my body into sort of a fuck frenzy. I was fucking myself down onto John's cock and building my orgasm with every bounce. Vince straddled John's face and fed his soft, uncut cock into John's mouth while John grabbed my hips and helped ram my ass up and down faster on his cock. Vince worked my nipples and then planted another deep, wet, scratchy beard kiss on me. I went into overload. Me: Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Vince: Do it, kid! Me: Dont' stop fucking me-- I'm so close! John: I wanna feel you cum with my dick jammed in your sweet fuckhole! Vince grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again hard and with that kiss my first shot arced up between us and spattered all over Vince's hairy chest. As soon as he felt me start to shoot, John grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into my butt, even that last inch that wouldn't go in seemed to find a place inside me. The pain in my guts mixed with my orgasmic pleasure was enough to make me cry out into Vince's mouth. But I couldn't stop cumming. Volley after volley of my spunk coated Vince and dripped down onto John's face. I was spasming like I was having a seizure and Vince eventually just looked on in amazement as John started laughing and licking up the cum gobs that spattered his way. I kept shuddering and shaking with the post orgasmic shivers. Vince kissed me gently while I was still impaled on John's cock and trying to relax my quivering sphincter. John told me that if I stopped wiggling around so much he could make himself go soft so it would be easier to pull out. A few minutes later and after some deep breathing on my part he was indeed flaccid and I was able to ease myself off of him. Feeling fully satiated, I was going to take my leave but Vince and John convinced me otherwise. Vince: You are a young stud, and I bet you have another load in you yet. John: Besides, we haven't cum, have we Vince? Vince: No we haven't. And there's still a few more things we could do together. Three cocks offer so many options... John: It would be a shame to waste them. Me: But I probably should be going... Vince: Where? You're parents aren't gonna be back for a few hours yet. Might as well spend it fucking. John: Hasn't it been fun? Haven't you enjoyed yourself? We've sure enjoyed you. In the end I agreed to stay for another round of sex. We had a few more beers, and they eventually got me hard by tongue-fighting over my cock. This got them hard too and the next thing I knew it was a free for all on their bed. We were all kissing and sucking whatever we could get our mouths on, rubbing on each other, humping, etc. I ended up on top and this time rode Vince's cock (I had decided that I quite liked riding and being in charge) while John stood on the bed so I could suck him. Then John squatted over Vince's face so Vince could tongue his hole while John and I made out. John worked my nips and I begged Vince to do the pulse-trick on my prostate again. After about 15 more minutes of fucking, he grabbed my hips and I felt the magic throbbing inside me again. Each pulse was like an joy buzzer shock inside me- I loved it! Then they both maneuvered me so that I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. More poppers and John was fucking me again with his huge cock while Vince stood over my face with his flaccid, wet, uncut penis. Me: I've never sucked an uncut cock before. Vince: Well, this is a day full of firsts for you! John: (giggling) And lasts... Me: I think I'll remember this day for the rest of my life Vince: Of that I have no doubt. John grabbed my ankles and took to fucking my ass hard. And I took Vince into my mouth and let my tongue savor his foreskin. The feeling of the skin was silky, and I could taste a mixture of lube and what I thought was his precum. When I inhaled, I got a full whiff of his musky manscent. It was almost better than the poppers. The rush of blood to my head and the feeling of foreskin in my mouth was dizzying. John flipped me around (all while not pulling out his cock) and got me on all fours. He then suggested to Vince that since this had been a day of firsts, how about they make me Lucky Pierre? Vince agreed and hopped up on the bed in front of me. I had no idea what a "lucky pierre" was, until Vince spit on my cock, and shoved it into his ass. It was so warm and velvety... so unlike anything I had ever experienced. So hot! So much better than a blow job! I was getting my ass fucked by a big cock while simultaneously losing my anal topping virginity inside a hot, furry daddy! It was all too much. I think I lasted all of a minute before I warned them that I was getting close. That's when John reached forward, grabbed Vince's hips and Vince reached back and grabbed mine. I was locked in place between them and stuck in Vince's ass! Me: I'm gonna cum! I should pull out!!! Vince: Just cum in me, kid! John: Do it! He wants you to! Me: But... but... Vince: I trust you John: C'mon kid! Shoot that load! Breed my boyfriend! John thrust again hard inside me and with that I erupted inside Vince's ass. The wet heat of my orgasm enveloped my cock as I shot my third load of the afternoon into Vince's bare ass, groaning "God DAMN, this feels awesome!" Apparently it was an impressive orgasm because Vince echoed my remarks saying "Holy fuck, I can feel him cumming in me!" In full approval, John answered "So hot! Take that virgin load!" After my orgasm finally subsided, John slid out of my ass with ease and I did the same to Vince. We collapsed in a sweaty heap on their bed. I awoke about an hour later, with a headache and instant fear. According to the bedside clock, my parents were due back at any time. I jumped to my feet, pulled-on my speedo, grabbed my stuff and headed out. I thanked Vince and John for the best sex of my young life and they said it was truly their pleasure. I made it back to the pool and managed to rinse the sex off about ten minutes before my parents arrived, so they were none the wiser about my afternoon activities. Several weeks after we got home I got really sick. My parents figured it was just some bug I picked up while in Mexico. Six months later at the student health center at college, I found out my parents were right. It was something I picked up in Mexico. And I discovered the meaning behind Vince and John's matching tattoos.

College Surprise Koa’s POV “Hey, do you want to go to a party?” Jensen asked me, as he passed me his weed vape for the umph time since we got back to his dorm room. I still had a good buzz going on from before. “It’s off campus, so you don’t have to worry anything. My friends always throw the best parties,” he said grinning at me. “I know they’d love to meet and get to know you,” he said giving one of his now familiar grins. “Sounds cool,” I said smiling back at Jensen enjoying my high, as I sat back on his bunkbed taking another hit of the vape before passing it back to Jensen. I hadn’t expecting anything like this when I arrived at Cromwell College this morning. I was expecting the usual BS colleges do for prospective students. Yeah, sure we did the tour, got to meet a few professors, and watched a lecture presentation about life on campus. Yet, when we were handed over to our hosts for the weekend things changed. Jensen, my host, told me he didn’t want to bore me with shit that really didn’t matter unless I decide to go to CC in the fall. So, we hit up the local coffee shop on campus before heading to relax on a small hill overlooking the dorm Jensen lived in this term. He asked me about myself, I told him about my family, there was only my dad, who owns a small internet company and my fourteen-year-old brother. My mom died in a traffic accident when Aspen, my little brother was four. I swam all through elementary, middle, and high school, but I didn’t want to swim in college. I was afraid it would cut into my major in photography and creative writing. “Fuck, I can’t believe it’s almost 90 degrees in May,” Jensen said, before pulling off his polo shirt exposing his toned chest and abs. “Come on take off your shirt and get comfortable, I know you’ve got to be sweating your balls off,” he chuckled, as he ran his hand down his chest before grabbing and squeezing what seemed a nice thick piece of meat between his legs as if he were adjusting it. My gaydar was going off like crazy, as I gazed over at my now shirtless host. I had to play this carefully, I was still deep in the closet. One wrong move and Jensen could kick my ass for being a fag, but I couldn’t help he seemed to be flirting with me. I lived in a small coastal town in South Carolina, the last thing in the world I wanted was being outed in town since I was on the school swim team. My life would become a living hell and so would my brother’s. I wasn’t a complete virgin, having the opportunity to do some oral with a couple of tourists at a beach outdoor restroom and shower, but that was it. I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes enjoying the feel of the warm grass between my toes. At home all I wore were cargo shorts and rarely wore regular shoes unless absolutely necessary, I preferred being barefoot or wear just flip flops. I glanced over at Jensen to see him smile and nod at me, which caused me to bone up right away. It was as if my dick had no self-control suddenly. “Fuck, I need a hit, you cool?” Jensen asked diverting my attention from my boner as he pulled out a vape and hit it a couple of times. “Shit, I needed that, here take a couple of hits,” he said with a grin passing me the vape. I’d done weed a couple of times at parties, but I tried to stay away from it. It made want to do certain things, and that wasn’t a good thing in my small town. I thought briefly about saying no, but I didn’t want to look like a killjoy to Jensen. I took the vape and hit it a couple of times, and damn I was flying higher than I had before. This was some serious shit. “Let’s head back to my room and order some ‘Za, before the munchies set in,” Jensen chuckled, getting up, tucking his shirt into the back of his pants. “Here let me help you up,” he said reaching down to help me up. The next thing I knew Jensen had pulled me up against his slightly sweaty body. I almost thought he was going to kiss me as he gazed into my eyes, instead he just grinned at me, before heading back to his dorm. I grabbed my shoes and shirt jogging slightly to catch up with Jensen. Did I just imaging everything because of the weed or what? Jensen’s POV Holy fuckin’ shit, I was going to owe Simon bigtime once I managed to get this kid to tonight’s party, though judging from his reaction to my pulling off my shirt and squeezing my fuck meat I didn’t think there was going to be any trouble getting into his hot lil’ boy cunt. Koa was a serious piece of ass. His thick wavy golden blond hair just begged you to run your fingers through it as you grabbed a fistful of it yanking him back as you rammed deep inside him. His golden tan told of countless hours spent in the sun, I could see he had a serious speedo tan line from being a swimmer as his pants sagged a bit. Koa’s 5’10” slender body was nicely toned from years of swimming. His ears were pierced with what had to be three or four karat diamond earrings looked hot on Koa, though a pair of green biohazard earrings would look even hotter on him once we we’re done with him this weekend. This kid was going to be fun in bed once we partied him up, I hoped he was a moaner and a talker. There is nothing hotter than making a bottom pussy-boy beg for you to fuck them harder and nut deep inside their teen boy cunt, unless they are also begging for you to poz them. Now that would be fucking hot to hear Koa beg for us to poz his sweet tight bubble butt, definitely a goal to keep in mind for the night. Simon and I used the college’s tour guide mentor program to lure unsuspecting high school seniors into bed and leaving them with a special gift and a permanent reminder of their time at the college. I had gotten Simon to swop with me and take the red-headed emo boy I was supposed to have for this hot swimmer boy. Don’t get me wrong I love slutty skinny emo boys, yet it takes almost no effort to get into their hot little pussies, I wanted a bit of a challenge after a month’s worth of them. I needed a change of pace. Koa was just the ticket. I think though the challenge with Koa will be getting in him raw, so many closet gays, like Koa, think wearing a raincoat is the best way to keep themselves safe. It was my job and the rest of my friends job to show them raw was better. He would learn the best feeling in the world was an ass full of poz jizz. I planned after we ate switching to my T vape pen, that Twain, a chem major in our group, had made for those of us still living on campus, so we wouldn’t get busted by the RAs while we partied in the dorms. It would get Koa nice and horny for the party, and once there we’d switch to glass pipes and then some darts. I debated about asking Koa if he wanted to do some “E” before we left for the party, or just slipping it to him. I decided it just might be more fun to just slip it to him in his drink since he seemed so innocent. After this weekend though Koa would be a full-fledged poz cumslut bitch-boy instead of the innocent high schooler he was when he arrived here at CC. Koa POV “Make yourself comfortable bro, my AC isn’t working right. They are supposed to get it fixed Monday,” Jensen explained, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his jeans leaving him wearing only a pair of boxer-briefs with a large bulge in his crotch. “Shit that feels so much better getting out of those hot clothes,” he said grinning at me. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable,” Jensen nodded to me as he called for a pizza. The last thing I wanted to do at this point was take off my pants. I had been going commando since I was eight after one of the swim instructors told me serious real swimmers always freeball. Since that day I never wore underwear again. I still had ¾ of a boner from seeing what Jensen was packing. He would know at once I was gay, but still, I couldn’t help but wonder if that wouldn’t be a good thing. He was pretty hot with his shaggy black hair and intense blue eyes. Jensen had a nicely toned body, but seeing all the skateboards in his room, I suspected it was just from being active, rather than working out like I did for swimming. He wasn’t as tanned as I was, but you could tell he wasn’t totally an indoor person. I thought his red scorpion tat wrapped around his right side heading down towards his crotch looked pretty cool. He must be a Scorpio. “You’re not shy are you?” Jensen asked, setting down his phone giving me a grin. “You don’t have anything I haven’t already seen before,” he said fiddling around with his mini fridge, before handing me a beer. “No, but I don’t wear underwear, I haven’t since I was young,” I explained to Jensen. Hoping that would end the topic. “Wow, that’s cool. I freeball too sometimes, but not all the time,” Jensen said, giving me one of the looks that shot me to full mast. Shit, I thought what the hell is going on with my dick. It was behaving like I was twelve again, getting hard at every guy I thought was hot. Jensen told me about a party some of his friends were throwing off campus. He thought they would enjoy getting to know me and would help with my decision to attend Cromwell in the fall. I was really enjoying myself so I figured why not, after all nobody back home would ever know. My reputation back home as a good boy was safe, besides, I figured I deserved to treat myself. A knock on the door distracted me from thinking about the party. It must be the pizza, which was cool since I was getting hungry. Jensen got up to open the door, a hot looking shaggy-haired blond grinned at him holding out a pizza box. “Hey Jensen, got your meat lovers right here,” he said stepping into the room as he handed the box to Jensen. Noticing me he shot me a toothy grin, “Company tonight?” He asked my host, raising an eyebrow. “Finn, this is Koa. Koa, this is Finn,” Jensen said introducing us. “Koa is visiting from South Carolina for the weekend to look at the school. “Nice to meet you Koa, you couldn’t ask for a better school than Cromwell,” walking over to shake my hand. “Swimmer?” Finn asked looking at me. “Yeah, all through school, but not planning to if I come here. I want to focus on my degree,” I replied. I couldn’t help but smile at Finn’s work tee-shirt, which said, ‘Benny’s Always More Than a Mouthful.’ “I like the shirt,” I chuckled. Finn grinned back at me, “We’re a big believer in truth in advertising at Benny’s,” he replied with a chuckle. “Want a hit?” Jensen said offering his vape to Finn. “Does the Pope like altar boys?” Finn laughed taking a couple hits. “I’ll see you guys later after I get off from work,” he told Jensen. Turning towards me, “I look forward to seeing you again and helping you make up your mind to come here next year.” “I look forward to it,” I replied giving him a fist bump. “Later gators,” Finn said leaving giving me a wink as he shut the door. “Finn will be at the party later after he gets off work,” Jensen told me with a smirk. Just then there was a knock on what turned out to be the bathroom door. Two dorm-rooms shared a common bathroom. “Yo J-man, Benji wants to know if you want a ride to the party,” asked a tall slender guy wearing round black wire-framed glasses who looked like a hot Harry Potter with an industrial piercing through his left ear and tats. He had a giant black scorpion wrapping around his right side with its claws reaching towards his crotch, while his right arm was almost completely covered in a honeycomb sleeve pattern of black hexagons. His left arm had a black widow spider tat. All he was wearing was a pair of black bikini underwear, but what really caught my attention was the thick long dick which stretched over his left thigh. I almost choked on my beer it had to be the biggest dick I’d ever seen, and it didn’t even look like it was hard even. “Sweet, that would be great Kai. Oh, I don’t think you’ve met Koa, he’s visiting from South Carolina looking at Cromwell for the fall,” Jensen said with a smirk. “Oh shit, I just realized your names are almost the same, Kai and Koa,” chuckled Jensen. “That means we’re going to be great friends,” smiled Kai as he walked over to me. “Really close friends,” he said shaking my hand as he looked me up and down like a starving man about to devour a meal. Smiling he nodded at me. “I’ll see you guys later,” Kai said heading back towards his room through the bathroom. Jensen’s POV Koa was going to be extremely popular tonight both Finn and Kai already were imagining sliding inside his tight little cunt after I planted a couple of loads, few things were hotter than a sexy eighteen-year old’s gaping hole as multiple loads of poz jism leaked out. Hell, I was thinking the same thing. Koa would be a changed man when he left to go home on Sunday. I had no doubt come the fall Koa will be back here and getting his own scorpion tat before the first week is out. Damian had already hit me up to let me know there would be about twelve guys from our group there most of the night with others dropping in for a quick pump and dump. It looked like there would be about five newbies to break in while the rest of us mostly being vers. would play with one another between giving our guests the gift that keeps giving marking them as new members of a special brotherhood. I gave Koa my T vape; it was time to get things moving. I knew he’d soon be rolling hard from the “E” I slipped him in his beer, I’d be surprised if it wasn’t already beginning to kick in by now. I told Koa to go ahead and take a few more hits before taking a shower before the party. He turned away as he pulled off his jeans before quickly wrapping a towel around his waist. I kind of thought it was funny Koa was trying to keep from showing me his hard dick but had no problem showing me his hot little ass, which is what I was really interested in seeing. It did not disappoint; I was looking forward to burying my face it before booty bumping it. Koa’s POV Fuck, I was feeling amazing. I never suspected you could get so high from using a vape pen, it almost made me wish I did this more often. Every time I touched myself it felt incredible, and I was becoming increasingly horny. I began imagining having sexy with all these hot guys around me. What was happening to me, I was never like this, but at the same time I wanted it in the worst way. I began to really hope Jensen was gay, I wanted to have sex with him. Feel my mouth stretch wide around his cock and suck on it until he fed me his cum. I wanted to feel him slide inside me and take my virginity, showing me what it was to be with a man. Yet at the same time I wanted Kai, I wanted to feel that huge dick slide inside me stretching my hole wide open in ways I couldn’t begin to imagine. What would it feel like to have him ram deep inside me as he held me down and took what he wanted from me. It surprised me the shower in their bathroom had a clear shower curtain hiding nothing. There was also a shower douching tool attached to the showerhead, which told me someone was definitely gay in the two dorm rooms. As I showered I couldn’t help but wonder what it felt like to use it, and before long I began to wonder if I should clean out just in case something did happen tonight with Jensen. Even before I realized it I was using it to clean myself out just in case. I couldn’t believe how good it felt sliding the long nozzle inside me, using the toilet, and repeating the action several times. Each time it slid inside I wanted something even bigger entering my ass. I wanted fucked and I was getting to the point I didn’t care who did fuck me. I dried off conflicted about the way my hardon wouldn’t go down and now my desire for Jensen to see it. What was coming over me, this wasn’t me, but deep down I knew it was me. All the deep dark thoughts I had were coming to the surface. I secretly wondered what it would be like to be a slut, sucking dick whenever I wanted, having guys fuck me in the showers at school, in my bed with my dad and little brother at home hearing me beg for it harder, having guys shove me against the wall in the changing rooms at the beach and just fuck me like I was nothing more than a hole for their use. Why were these thoughts coming to mind now? I was a good boy and not a slut. At that moment I caught a reflection of myself in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door to Jensen’s room. My completely shaved body from swimming made me look younger than my eighteen years standing there in nude, but I had to admit I liked the look. My semi-dry blonde hair’s waves looked more like large loose curls. The only thing about my appearance which I wasn’t sure if I cared for was my tan lines from my Speedos. I wondered if I would look hotter completely tanned, maybe this summer I’ll lay out nude I thought, I knew of a couple of places along the beach where I could get away with it back at home. I couldn’t resist running my hands over my naked body as I looked in the mirror. My hand couldn’t resist reaching down to caress my shaved balls and hardening cock. I moaned from the feelings of pleasure my fingers gave me as I caressed myself. I’d never felt pleasure like I did at that moment. “Whoa,” exclaimed a voice behind me from the direction of Kai’s dorm room. “I thought whoever was in here taking a shower was finished,” smiled a handsome naked double scorpion tatted, lightly tanned, muscular toned brunette with emerald eyes. He closed the door as his thick eight and a half long almost beer can sized cock quickly rose to full mast. He walked over to me reaching out to take my own six and a half barely five inch around cock in his hand. “Kai had said you were fucking cute as hell, and he wasn’t kidding,” smirked this unknown guy leaning into kiss me as he slowly stroked my dick. “You taste amazing,” he said as he pulled back from the kiss with a smile. He leaned back in for another kiss, this time shoving me back hard against the door as we began to passionately kiss like long lost lovers. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as his hands shifted from stroking my hardon to running all over my body, before concentrating on my sensitive nipples, which in turn made me grind hard against this mysterious guy. I’d never felt like this before in my life and I wanted it to never end. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t know who this was I making out with, I wanted him in the worst way. He pulled back finally from our kiss leaving me pantingly hard, as he gazed into my eyes seeing my desire for him and his hard dripping cock. “Yeah, you’re one sexy little slut boy,” he said smirking at me. “I know what you want and need,” he chuckled softly, as he shook his cock at me. “Let me see if you can use that hot mouth properly on a man’s cock,” he said pushing me down to my knees in front of him. “Show me how much you want it slut.” I looked up into my dominator’s emerald eyes, as I stuck out my tongue beginning to lick the dripping precum. I started to reach up to grab it, but he grabbed my hand, “Just your mouth slut,” he commanded me, “And no teeth if you know what is good for you,” he chuckled softly at me. I obeyed taking what must be one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever sucked, it certainly was the thickest. I heard a hiss and double snorts before my dominator pulled out of my mouth and held one of my nostrils shut. “Inhale slut,” which I promptly did from a small brown bottle, and he repeated the process with my other nostril. My buzz had me flying now, as he pushed his hard cock back inside my mouth. I showed him everything I had learned about sucking dick, and before I knew it he was forcing himself down my throat further and further until his shaved groin pushed firmly against my nose. Once he sensed I couldn’t breathe he would pull out just long enough to catch my breath before pushing back in hard burying himself in my over-stuffed throat. I lost track of time as I became nothing more than a receptacle for his lust. “Fuckin’ hell slut, you almost made me nut,” he panted smiling down at me slapping his wet cock against my face, marking me with his precum and my spit. “I’m not ready to feed you my special venom yet,” he grinned rubbing my lips with his thumb before forcing it into my mouth to suck it. Before I could say anything Kia’s roommate had me bent over the bathroom counter with my ass spread open. “God damn! What a fucking hot hole,” he growled as he attacked my ass with his tongue. I was in total sensory overload as he worked his tongue inside me vigorously in such a way I could have never imagined possible. I couldn’t even speak, the only thing I could do was moan in pleasure as he ate me out. Soon this was not enough for him, as a finger begin working slowly inside me. “You’re a virgin aren’t you?” He asked me as his voice dripped with lust. “Y…es…yesss, I managed to gasp in answer to his question. “If you weren’t with Jensen, I’ take your cherry right now, but I’ll wait my turn,” he said as I heard a drawer open, followed by a squirt and then his finger sliding inside me much easier and fully than before, causing me to moan louder as he touched a spot inside that made me see stars. “That’s your boy button,” he chuckled as he began working his finger in and out as I felt a burning sensation. “It burns,” I tried to tell him as he held me in position, squirting more stuff on his fingers as I felt two fingers working themselves inside me. “Don’t worry slut, the burn will go away soon,” he chuckled again, as he built up his pace working his finger in and out of my ass. Soon I discovered he was right as the burning pain morphed into a burning need to feel my ass used for his pleasure. He pulled his fingers out causing me to whimper in need for their return. I felt something rough against my hole, followed by the now familiar liquid squirt and the push inside my ass. This time the burning sensation seemed even worse as the fingers rubbed it against my boy button. I tried to twist away as the pain engulfed me, but my tormentor held me in place trying to sooth me, and as he promised the pain changed into a hunger for something more. I wanted something bigger, hard, more potent than mere fingers. “Yeah, you’re ready for tonight,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard. “Time to get you back to Jensen,” he grinned at me as he pulled me up from the counter. He guided me to Jensen’s door before opening it and steering me naked and hard back into the room. “I think you might have lost something,” he laughed to Jensen, who just grinned at us. “Thanks, Benji, I was almost ready to send out a search party for Koa,” he laughed high fiving my molester. “Koa? A hot name for a hot little slut boy,” Benji chuckled, slipping his finger in my crack, before slapping me hard on the ass making me moan in pleasure. I should have been embarrassed, but it turned me on for Jensen see this man, Benji, exposing me as his play toy. “Benji is going to drive us to the party tonight, he’s kind of fun isn’t he?” Jensen grinned at me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I found some of your clothes in your backpack I thought would make you look super-hot tonight at the party, I hope you don’t mind,” he told me. On the bed lay the pretty severely ripped pair of skinny black jeans I had planned wearing Sunday when I drove home, and one of my white tank-tops. The jeans would very easily show off my butt, and my balls and some of my dick if I stayed hard, which I suspected was the way I would be most of the night. Especially with the hot guys taking me to this party. I knew I should be more restrained than I was being, but it was as if all my secret desires were flowing to the surface. I mean sure I could be slutty on occasion, but it was as if my slut switch was turned way past full and it still wasn’t enough. I didn’t even think to protest wearing the clothes Jensen had picked out for me, I wanted him to be pleased with me. I was facing his bed as I started to shimmy into my tight skinny ripped, which seemed far more ripped than I remembered, jeans. The next thing I knew Jensen had pushed me down on his bed, which sliding a finger deep inside me and the now familiar burning sensation filling my ass, before morphing into an incredible feeling of desire for dick. “Now I think you’re ready for the start of the party Koa,” he chuckled pulling his finger out and caressing my ass. “Shit, we’re going to have so much fun tonight,” he huskily whispered to me. “If I thought I could get away with it now, I’d have you wear one of my dirty jocks and nothing else, but the evening is still young,” he chuckled, motioning me to finish getting dressed. “I know you like going barefoot, so don’t bother with shoes, you look perfect just as is,” Jensen smiled at me. Jensen’s POV Between Benji and I Koa was now primed for some serious fucking. I couldn’t wait to get him naked with his knees pushed back next to his ear as I claimed his cherry. Fuck, there are few things hotter than taking a guy’s cherry and pozzing him at the same time. Koa was going to be bred all night and into Saturday afternoon before we’d finished with him and his newly gaping hole. Jared would be making sure he got as much vid on our latest prey. We always made sure to get the guys begging to be bred and pozzed, so they couldn’t say they had been tricked. I was looking forward to teasing Koa’s hot lil hole with my dick telling him I only fucked raw and was poz. I wanted to hear him tell me to slide in and fuck him and blow my poz load deep in his newly born boy pussy. Once inside him I’d dart him, so he was ours for the rest of the party. Koa would soon understand his new place as a bottom bitch boy cumslut for raw cock, any raw cock offered him. I might have to invite some big hairy daddy bears to expand Koa’s horizons. I’d love to see him bouncing up and down on some big daddy bear dicks while people watch Koa begs for a poz load. He will be a changed individual by the time the weekend is over. Koa’s POV I couldn’t believe how fucking horny I was, I wanted dick in my ass, hell any dick, I didn’t care. I wanted to lose my virginity this weekend. Any of the hot guys I met Jensen, Benji or Kai, would do, hell I’d let them all fuck me. The idea of all three of them fucking me turned me on more than I thought possible. Jensen had me hit his vape a few more times, before heading over to Kai and Benji’s to catch a ride to the party. Benji and Kai talked me into taking off my white-beater and just tuck it into my jeans. They thought I’d look hotter for the party showing off my swimmer’s body. In almost no time we were at Benji’s black BMW x5, once there Kai and Jensen pulled out a couple of glass pipes whose bulbs were filled with white crystals and small torches. They both took long deep hits of their pipes before shot gunning me against the backdoor of the car. This seriously horned me up unbelievably, Jensen climbed in the back seat while Kai then guided me into the backseat on my knees. Jensen had me take a few hits on my own, while Kai played with my hole before turning me around and shot gunning me several more times. I couldn’t help but moan loudly into Kai’s mouth as Jensen’s fingers played with my hole. I couldn’t but help ride his fingers as he stimulated me. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as I rode his fingers. “So, fucking good,” I panted with desire. I needed Jensen to fuck me in the worst way. I wanted him to take my virginity, I wanted to feel him inside me. “Yeah, I think someone is hungry for cock,” he chuckled as Kai put the glass pipe to my lips. “Inhale Koa, show us what a proper tweaker you are,” Kai commanded me. I followed his command, taking three huge hits, as Jensen continued to finger my hole through my ripped jeans. I didn’t realize it at first, but we had arrived at the party. Benji took the pipe from Kai and took several hits, before shot gunning me a few times more. Kai and Jensen guided me out of the BMW’s backseat making sure to pop the front button on my ripped jeans. “Yeah, you’re ready for some fun now,” chuckled Jensen as my new friends guided me to the front door of a modern design house with a lot of floor to ceiling windows. There were mostly shirtless guys dancing to techno music pumping through the house. They all seemed to be handsy with one another, which really turned me on. I was fairly sure I would get fucked tonight for the first time ever. A hot light brown haired pale and seriously tatted skinny guy wearing nothing, but a pair of tight way too small black boxer briefs answered the door while using a small torch to heat a glass pipe. After he had taken a long inhalation of thick white small, he exhaled and then motioned us in the house. “S’up, guys we’re just getting started so you came at a good time,” he smiled at us, before coming over to shove his tongue in my mouth. “Hi, I’m Barry,” he said smiling at me as he rubbed his large scorpion tat. “We’re going to need to spend some time together before the party is over,” he continued stepping close so he could slide a finger through one of the rips exposing my virgin hole. I moaned as his long finger slid deep inside me awakening my hungry hole. “Drinks are in the kitchen, have fun,” he winked at me as he pulled his finger from my hole, “I’ll see you later sexy.” I wanted sex so bad at this point, I slid my own two fingers inside my hungry hole, trying to motivate Jensen to pull out his dick and just fuck me. It didn’t bother me that the small group of shirtless guys standing around drinking and talking saw me playing with my hole, in fact it turned me on when they all smiled at me. Jensen got me a Gatorade from a cooler, which kind of tasted weird, I guess it had some sort of booze I had never had before. I polished it off in no time as Jensen introduced me to his friends. They all hugged and kissed me while playing with my ass, telling Jensen how lucky he was finding and bringing me to the party. Jensen’s POV Fuck, Koa is so hot, I can’t wait to slide inside his virgin boy cunt and give him his first load of poz jizz. All the guys are excited to add their poz loads to mine when I finish using Koa like the cumslut he is destined to become this weekend. The G in the Gatorade will loosen Koa up even more pushing his horny meter into the red zone. I’ve waited long enough to show Koa his true purpose in life. I kiss him deeply, taking him by the hand leading hi to one of the bedrooms to complete Koa’s corruption. I don’t bother to close the door knowing others will soon join us and take their own turns with my new cumslut. I push Koa back towards king-size bed, “Get those pants off slut,” I command the tweaked and rolling soon to be bred eighteen-year-old twink. I kicked my shoes off as I stripped out of my own clothes. I loved Koa’s look as he saw my hardon for the first time. Pure lust and desire shown on his face. He was ready to be fucked like the bitch whore he was to become. “You’re one sexy mutha fucker Koa,” I whispered to him as I pushed him back on the bed. “You’re going to let me fuck your hot lil’ ass aren’t you Koa?” I asked him as I climbed on the bed moving towards his head in preparation to feeling his hot mouth lubing my cock with his spit. Koa nodded his head rather than answering aloud. I moved into the classic 69ing position feeding Koa my dick as I attacked his hole rimming and fingering his newly born boy pussy. I love the feelings from his moans and tongue work as I forced more of more of my thick eight inches cock in his mouth. Koa was doing a decent job, obviously he had done some sucking before, yet when the weekend was out he’d be a pro with all the dick he’d be getting at the party. I’d waited long enough the bitch needed his cherry popped and used like a cumslut. I pulled out of Koa’s hot lil’ mouth, as he whimpered at being deprived of his new favorite toy. “Don’t worry slut I have something far more fun for us to do,,” I grinned at him as I climbed between his legs and pushing them back towards his ears. I teased his hole with my leaking cock head, which made Koa try to hump himself on my plum like gland. “Somebody’s horny aren’t they?” I asked the desperately horny Koa. “Yes,” he moaned continuing to try and impale himself on me. “Well, I can give you what you want, but there are a couple things I need to tell you first,” I grinned at Koa, I paused briefly as Soren grinned at me as he walked in the bedroom wearing nothing more than his usual olive kaki cargo pants and his array of necklaces. Soren’s thick bushy long hair suited him perfectly making him look-like a cross between a raver and a hippie. A music major, he was extremely popular on campus with both gay and straight guys. His nine and a half Red Bull thick cock which was trying unsuccessfully to tent out his pants’ leg helped greatly with his popularity. I loved all his tats covering his arms and chest especially his large black scorpion tat covering his abs. He was thin but, seriously toned and could throw a mean fuck. I noticed he had a rubber elastic strap and a couple of darts in his hands. It was time to start the party. “Soren meet Koa, Koa meet Soren,” I said grinning at Soren as he set Koa’s tools of destruction down on the nightstand before unbuttoning and dropping his pants. Koa’s eyes bulged with lust as Soren’s cock was finally freed and stood at attention waiting to be used on Koa. “Hey,” Soren smiled at Koa lying on the bed with his knees push back to his ears. “Hey,” replied Koa shyly. “As I was saying slut, there are a couple of things before we start you should know. If they are a problem we can do something else,” I grinned at the horny Koa and at Soren. You see I only fuck raw, and never pull out until I’ve seeded a guy’s pussy,” I told Koa, as I watched his drug addled brain process this news. There was a brief hint of resistance which flashed over his innocent face but was soon gone. “You can fuck me raw,” Koa told me softly as he looked in my eyes. “Sweet Koa, I know you’ll love feeling raw cocks sliding in your cunt and pumping you full of jizz, but there are a couple other things you should probably know before we start,” I told him as I motioned for Soren to put the strap around Koa’s muscular arm in preparation for slamming him. “I thought before I fuck you that you might want to know my status,” I continued making sure to tease Koa’s virgin hole with my cock. “I don’t care if you’re single or not I WANT your cock inside me. I want your raw cock,” Koa demanded. “PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME,” he begged. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the teen’s innocence. I pushed gently against Koa’s cherry entrance, making him moan as he tried push down on my gland. “Are you sure? I told you I don’t pull out until I’ve pumped my load deep inside a guy,” I explained as I pushed harder now against his hole almost breaching it a couple times as Koa began trying to get my cock inside him. “Fuck me,” Koa panted now overcome with lust to take my dick. I grinned at him, as I slowly pushed inside his tight virgin hole. Koa made the sexiest moan as he took his first cock up his no longer virgin hole. I slowly rocked in and out of one of the hottest boy pussies I’ve enjoyed in a long while. In almost no time I had managed to bury nearly my whole cock in Koa’s hot lil’ boy cunt. I worked the entire length of my cock in and out of his fuck tunnel making Koa moan like a lil’ bitch each time I pushed all the way back inside his fiery hole. “You really should tell Koa about your status before I send him to slut mode,” Soren chuckled as he prepared to dart Koa. “Yeah you’re right Soren, it’s only fair,” I agreed slowly and very gently pulling my cock from Koa’s hungry boy cunt. I loved the way he whimpered as my cock exited his hole. “PLEASE,” Koa begged, “Put your cock back and fuck me, PLEASE I NEED IT,” he continued to beg desperately. “Well, I would love to fuck and flood your sweet lil’ boy cunt with my dirty jizz, but you should have the right to say if you want me to fuck you with my raw poz cock,” I explained waiting for Koa’s drug fogged brain to process what I had just told him. Suddenly a realization of what I just told Koa registered on his shocked face, as I teased his slightly open fuck hole making him want my cock back inside him. “Should we stop Koa?” I asked him as I pushed a little harder against his hole making him whimper in need. Koa took a deep swallow looking in my eyes, “No, please don’t stop fucking me,” Koa softly answered, realizing what he was saying to me by asking me to keep fucking him with my raw poz fuck tool. “You want me to mark you as mine then,” I said to a slightly frightened but still definitely horny Koa. “You want to be a poz cum dump slut?” I asked pushing a little harder against Koa’s fuck hole, but not entering completely. Koa swallowed deeply again before answering, “Yes, poz me.” My cock pulsed oozing out a big stream of precum with Koa’s answer. I pushed slowly back inside my bitch boy, enjoying the fact he surrendered his formerly virgin pussy to my raw poz cock. As I slid home inside Koa he moaned as his cock pulsed leaking a large puddle of precum on to his stomach and chest. His mind might be in conflict with his decision, but his body wasn’t. Koa’s POV When Jensen pulled his amazing cock from my ass and told me he was poz and wanted to keep fucking me and pump his poz cum inside me, I couldn’t believe what he told me. I desperately wanted Jensen to keep fucking me, but I wasn’t sure what to do. Jensen’s cock teasing my hole answered my question for me, I wanted his dick, and I didn’t care he was poz I would deal with consequences afterwards I just wanted fucked in the worst way. I was in bliss once Jensen’s cock was back in me, I knew I had made the right decision by letting him keep fucking me. My hole was made for his dick and soon his poz cum, for some strange reason the more I thought about taking his poz loads the more turned on I seemed to be becoming. I shouldn’t be getting turned on by the idea of taking Jensen’s poz cum, but I was. I did want his poz loads. “Let’s get you really in the mood for poz cock,” Soren grinned at me taking my arm that I didn’t realize had a tourniquet on it. “Don’t move or this will hurt a lot if you move so hold still,” he said as he found a vein and jabbed me emptying the syringe into my arm. He pulled the syringe from my arm and untied the tourniquet holding my arm up, the next thing I coughed hard a couple times before feeling a rush of pleasure and horniness flow through my body. “Oh…Fuck…Yes,” I moaned grinning up at Soren as he stroked his dick. “Gimme,” I demanded wanting to suck this fucking hot stud, before begging him to fuck me after Jensen. I wanted more cock up my ass and I didn’t care if it was poz or not. Fuck, I actually hoped I would get more poz cock before the night was out. I knew I shouldn’t but for some reason it turned me on knowing I was being fucked by a raw poz cock, what was happening to me? “Fuck me with that poz cock,” I began begging Jensen as he pounded the hell out of my hole, “HARDER MOTHER FUCKER, RAM MY PUSSY, POZ ME MOTHER FUCKER,” I shouted as I paused taking Soren’s thick cock down my throat. The only thing I could think of was taking Jensen’s raw poz cock deep inside me before he flooded me with my first poz load, but hopefully not my last one. “Fuck ya,” growled Jensen as he ramped up his assault on my ass. “I knew you’d be a nasty lil’ fuck,” he continued grinding deep inside me. “I’ll make sure all my friends give you all their poz loads too slut,” he promised as he began long dicking me harder and faster, quickly approaching his climax. “FUCKIN’ NUT!” I screamed, “POZ ME! MAKE ME A POZ CUMSLUT!” I yelled needing to feel Jensen to jizz inside me in the worst way. This wasn’t me, but it was. It was as if some deep dark hidden part of me was finally free and enjoying the new freedom of letting go fear and embracing my new sexual desires. Suddenly Jensen slammed his cock deep inside me, grunting as I felt his dick swell, beginning to pulse as warm cum began filling me up for the first time in my life. Poz cum, Jensen’s poz cum, transforming me, changing me, freeing me. Once he finished climaxing inside me, Jensen began once again slowly fucking me, making sure I felt every inch of his amazing cock using his poz cum as lube to fuck me. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven because it just felt so good. “You ready Soren to give this fucking cumslut another load of poz jizz in his boy cunt?” Jensen asked with a smile. “Fuck yeah,” Soren grinned at me, plopping down on the bed, and leaning against headboard. “Come up here bitch and ride my cock like the lil’ whore you are,” he commanded me as Jensen pulled himself from my hungry hole. I quickly clamored up the bed to sit on my latest fucker’s beautiful thick nine and half inch uncut cock. “Are you poz too?” I asked Soren, needing him to be poz too. Suddenly all I wanted was poz cock up my ass. “Fuck yeah I am, everyone at the party with a scorpion tat is poz,” Soren told me as I squatted over his cock. “You’d look fucking hot with one as well, do you want us to help you earn yours?” He asked as I began to push down on his raw poz cock. “FUCK YEAH!” I moaned as I slammed myself completely down Soren’s dick meat. “I want one,” I moaned as I began slowly riding up and down the entire length of Soren’s thick cock. “I want to be marked like you,” I howled as I took Soren’s entire dick each and every time I pulled up and then slammed myself down on his shaved groin. I Needed Soren’s poz load in the worst way ever, so I rode him like I imagined a cheap whore would. I loved the thought of being a total whore for cock, hell any cock, fuckin’ poz cock! I wanted as much cock as I could get this weekend, I wanted to show Jensen and his friends I wanted to be just like them. Jensen grinned down at me as he offered me his still glistening cum-coated dick to suck. “I think we have a keeper here,” he chuckled as I licked and slobbered all over his cock cleaning it of his poz cum and my ass juices. I wanted Jensen to know how much I loved him popping my cherry and pozzing me. “I’m going to guess you’ll be here in the fall for classes won’t you whore,” I nodded excitedly as I bobbed up and down on his cock, while Soren lifted my ass up some and began fucking repeatedly into my hungry hole. My body and mind were on total overload, from everything I was experiencing, but I still wanted more. “This must be the playroom,” a muscular thirty-something Afro-American guy, with his dreads pulled back in a ponytail said with a grin, as he fucked up into the naked hot red-headed emo boy with snakebites wrapped around his waist, making him moan into his shoulder. “My friend wanted a playmate to get pozzed with at the party, didn’t you babe?” The emo boy gasped, “Yes, Daddy,” as the thick cock fucking him long dicked him quickly and hard. The new kid and I both gasped loudly, but for different reason as the Afro-American guy pulled the emo boy off his dick and tossed him on the bed near me. He from what easily had to be a thick uncut ten-inch cock being yanked from his ass and me in awe and desire to feel that meat pummeling my hole and filling me with his poz jizz. The man shot me a toothy grin, “Don’t worry boy, I’ve got plenty more toxic cum to share with you before the night is out.” At that moment Soren yanked me down hard on his cock as I felt him pulsing and flooding my boy cunt with his poz load, “Take…IT…ALL!” He growled as I felt some of his load begin to leak out from my still stuffed hole. Soren must have not have cum in a few days from what it felt like. I couldn’t believe the night had only just started.

I woke up on Wednesday hornier than usual. I knew it was a day to shop online for some, local top dick. I logged into BarebackRT.com and threw some chum in the waters to see if I can catch a whale. All while giving myself a thorough internal cleaning. After a couple of bland emails with some okay guys, then an email that made my hole throb; I think I have whale sighting. After some back and forth and exchange of numbers with my whale, we made it work for a meet up that evening. Now let's clarify, the photos on the website were good, but I've come to think of some men as internet large (cock wise). He was not exaggerating his height (6'6") nor his long, thick dick (double digits and girthy with a downward curve). We spent about 15 to 20 minutes getting to know each other, likes, dislikes and what we were looking to get out of the night. Once we were satisfied with the talking we cued up the fucking. In my many years of sexual encounters I'd have to say, this was sort of spectacular. Lot's of kissing, sucking, and cumming. He pounded my hole with efficiency of a porn star. He dropped three loads in my ass and worked my throat until my jaw felt like it would unhinge. After three hours of hanging, fucking, laughing and more fucking, I felt myself falling asleep. I got up, called a cab and went home, more than satisfied. The next day he sent a text asking for our next meet up. We chose Friday morning because it fit both of our schedules. After some verbal tweaks of what we thought that could make a great time better, we set out to top our Wednesday night's fuck-fest. We had a two hour window to work with and man o man did we make it better. I asked for more sexual aggression and nipple play, he delivered in a major way. He's has turned into one of the best tops I've ever had the pleasure of fucking my ass. Another three loads in my well pounded hole and an almost slip of calling him Daddy. 2023 has started off very well for me. Finding a top who's this good. I can't wait to share more hole pounding adventures with you guys.

Part 7 I say, "Follow me," and led Luis through the house to my bedroom. It wasn't until I turned around at my door that I noticed he wasn't alone. Standing behind Luis was a beautiful Mexican boy, about my age. But was no lightweight like me. He was tall and built of muscle. He looked a little nervous but also excited. "That's Junior, my son. It's his birthday and we're celebrating before we head back to Mexico." Luis says. "Oh, well he can wait in the living room while we do things," I say. "The hell he will. I've told him about you. You're his birthday gift." Luis says. I now see that same familiar evil grin on his and his son's face. We go into my bedroom, the place where I grew up, where my walls are still decorated with teen boy obsessions. Luis instructs me to strip. He says something to Junior in Spanish and he takes his clothes off as well. "You want your key back? Worship my son." Luis commands as he sits down in a chair at the side of the bed. I waste no time getting to work on this beautiful man. He may be my age or even younger, but he is more of a man than I will ever be. First, I use my mouth and lick his body. I start with his neck and move down his dark and smooth skin. I kiss and suck on his hard nipples, which makes him erupt in moans. I continue down his body, feeling his manly chest and kissing each ab. Now I'm on my knees and face to face with Junior's amazing cock and balls. He certainly has his father's cock. The smell of pure man drives me wild as I begin to suck down his meat. He moans more. Luis instructs him in Spanish and he gets more aggressive, placing his hands on my head and starting to fuck my face. His balls are slapping against my mouth as I swallow his cock down my throat. As he lets me come up for air, he leaks precum into my mouth. It tastes as amazing as he looks. Next, I focus on his balls, first taking each into my mouth, then both at once. He continues to moan and his body shakes. His father again says something in Spanish. Following orders, Junior turns around, leans on the bed, and sticks out his ass. I know what to do. I dive in mount first. His hole tastes amazing. I wonder if any Spanish bitches have ever eaten his ass like I am. I use my hand to jerk his cock while I continue to explore his hole with my tongue. Finally, Luis gives another command. This time it's in English and it's to me. "Stand up!" he orders. I remove my mouth from his boy's behind and stand up to face him. He's holding a roll of duct tape and has that look on his face again. Soon, my arms are behind my back and my wrists are taped together like I'm in handcuffs. Then Luis takes a large piece of tape and places it right over my mouth. Next, it's time for Junior to penetrate me. There's no lube, no spit, nothing. I'm just layer down on my back on the bed with my legs spread. Junior lines his cock up with my hole and starts pushing it in. I can tell by his facial expressions that it feels good. After a summer of taking Mexican cocks every day, it's good to know I'm still tight enough to please. Junior bottoms out as his big nuts rest against my ass. He waste no time and starts pumping away at my pussy. I can tell he loves it. I moan under the duct tape to encourage him to pump away. After a few minutes of fucking, I can tell Junior is close to cumming. Apparently his dad is also aware because he says something in Spanish. With a reluctant look on his face, Junior pulls out of me. Soon Luis is instructing me to stand up, which is not easy with my arms taped behind my back. Junior helps me up to my feet as Luis strips down and takes my place lying on the bed. His cock is already rock hard and standing straight up. "Get on," he commands me. Junior helps me back onto the bed and I'm lays on top of Luis, facing toward the ceiling. Before long, Luis is shoving his cock into my hole with no mercy. I'm use to his roughness and size by now but it's still a bit jarring. His cock works its way into my familiar guts as I begin to bounce on it like it's a pogo stick. Fuck, I'm going to miss my Mexican God's cock after tonight! Junior stands near the bed and watches as his father fucks me deeply. He seems fascinated and can't help but jerk himself. After a few minutes, Luis tells me to stop bouncing. He then looks at his son and says, "He's ready." Junior makes his way to the edge of the bed as I realize their plan. I've taken a lot of cock this summer but never two at once. I've never been double penetrated and I don't want to be for fear of how much it will hurt. I begin to squirm and attempt to yell from behind the duct tape. Luis is too strong for me. He just holds me tighter and Junior lines up his cock next to his father's and begins to insert. It doesn't go in easy but they are determined to make it happen. I scream as both cocks impale me. I think I'm going to pass out from the pain, but after a minute it gets better. I've never felt so full. But also like I could literally split in half. Now both father and son's cocks are fucking me. It feels like the dicks are fighting for control of my insides. Who will break me? Who will impregnate me? After a few minutes, Junior starts to make those indications again that he's going to cum. He holds off until his father says, "Now!" At that moment, they both orgasm inside of me, their bodies shaking and moaning as I can feel jets of semen shooting deep into my guts. They continue to pump away as their orgasms subside. --- The next thing I know, I wake up in my bed alone. My ass is on fire. I'm naked. It takes me a minute to remember what has happened. The tape is gone from my hands and mouth, though they're still sticky from the residue. I gently stand up and walk to the mirror. I look rough as hell. But fuck was it worth it. Then I notice something: Luis' chain is hanging around my neck with the key attached. I guess I earned it after last night. Now I can wear his chain every day to remind me of him and motivate me to be the White Whore he turned me into. With all the money I made this summer, I'm thinking a spring break trip to Mexico may be in order. I grab my phone and text my uncle: "I'll be back next summer." THE END (please let me know what you thought of the story by commenting below)

Been a while, but this is the last installment...and a little long. enjoy! Laying out with Steve Part 4 Finally I collapsed on the bed with Steve's cock still in me, he was grinding his hips into me, getting the last of his cum drained out of his balls. It was then that we heard the sound from the door. I looked back in surprise, as did Steve, and we saw the older gentlemen from the pool, that was getting his cock sucked, fucking the same younger guy at the doorway..and in that moment all four of us connected with our stares and the older man started to cum in his guy. Steve leaned his head to my ear, "Tim, our fucking is so hot, everyone wants to see. I love fucking you boy". it was music to my ears...I was so happy, and fulfilled, taking this man's cum in me...hoping he would truly knock me up. After Steve had softened, and slipped out of my wet ass, he knelt on the bed, patted my ass, and said "come on babe, let's get back to the party". I felt him get off the bed. I wished we could lay there the entire afternoon, but there was still hosting duties to be had. I got up and glanced at the open door, the older man and his friend were gone. I walked over and kissed Steve, cum starting to leak down my leg, "I will see you out there, need to clean up a little first". I turned and headed into the bathroom. In the past I might have sat on the toilet and tried to push the poz seed out of me, in a panic and while cursing myself, but there was nothing of the sort this time. I wanted Steve's cum to stay in me. After washing my body, I exited the bathroom. No need to get dressed again, we were way passed that at this party. As I neared the living room I could hear the sounds of some great sex happening. Sure enough, on the couch lay a bottom, legs spread being pounded by one of the guests while he was swallowing another man. A third man stood off to the side and stroked his cock watching the action. All of this action was extremely hot but I resisted the temptation to stop and stare, I wanted to find my man and be close to him. I found Steve outdoors, sitting on some of the patio furniture with some other naked men, drinking and enjoying the early evening calmness. There happened to be a seat next to Steve which I quickly sat down in. Other people in the conversation were Chad and Bruce, another older man that I didn't recognize, but he was very handsome and pleasurable, I later found out his name was Bill. "Welcome to the group Tim", Bill said. "It really is great having you here helping Steve with the party, thank you by the way. Today was a great day for a lot of us. I don't think I was as lucky as some of you, but the company was great." Bill had his legs drawn up, feet on table, so I couldn't see his cock and body to clearly, but he was squeezing his legs often so I figured he might have been semi aroused with the conversation. He had a shaved head, long beard that was a mix of black and grey, and some speckled chest hair. I responded in kind, "thank you Bill. I really loved helping out and yeah, it was a fucking great day!". Everyone laughed! Steve put his hand on my leg and squeezed a little. "Yes..a great fucking day", as we all laughed. Steve said, "I have to piss, be right back". Steve jumped up and headed into the house. Chad and Bruce were sitting together on the couch next to us, and I was across from Bill. Chad spoke up, "again, thank you for earlier Tim, you are amazing. It appears Steve finally was able to 'settle down' this afternoon, again your doing!", he smiled. Bill said, "We were just talking about your first day here enjoying our swim party. I think it is great you had fun today and I know Steve loved having you here, you can tell. not to mention Chad and Bruce, apparently." I saw Bruce smile at Chad. Chad looked at me, smiled, and answered, "fuck yes, damn. Both of us needed to fuck so bad and Tim was so helpful". Chad moaned a little and squeezed his semi hard cock. Bruce spoke up, "he can really take a cock, trust me on that, and I have the pictures to prove it" and laughed. Bill added, "nice son" and squeezed his legs tight one last time. Steve joined us again, sitting next to me. Bill jumped up, "My turn". It was now I could see Bill's in the full...and yes, a scorpion tattoo on his waist. His cock was definitely more than semi hard and swinging nicely as he moved off to the bathroom. "What did I miss?", Steve asked. Chad said, "we were just reminiscing about our time with Tim earlier. I think it had a great affect on Bill", we all laughed. "We will send you those pics tomorrow Steve, pretty good". Bruce spoke up, "Hey, next weekend we are having Bill and our boy over for game night if you two want to join us, you are more than welcome to." I looked at Steve, "can we?" "Of course baby", Steve confirmed. "We wouldn't miss it". "Great!", Bruce said, and Bill added "awesome, another great weekend to look forward to", as he sat back down. Nothing else happened that evening outside of some sexy talk and memories from throughout the day. As everyone had slowly departed, and we said goodbye to Bill, Chad and Bruce were the last to leave. They were packing up in the living room as Steve and I strolled in. both were still naked, but pulling on loose fitting shorts for the walk to the car. Of course I had to stand and take in the scene of these sexy men, tucking their fat soft cocks into their shorts. After zipping up and donning t-shirts, the pair was ready to leave. Before grabbing their bags, they came in for hugs. Bruce hugged me first, holding me tight telling me it was wonderful to meet me, and 'have' me! We both smiled on that comment. Chad pulling me in tight, as I was still naked, his hands went immediately to my ass, letting his finger trace through my crack. "Thank you for today Tim, it was really great to meet you". Chad leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "I loved fucking your ass boy giving you my poz seed, fuck you are hot. Really, if you need to talk about anything, please email me. I left my email on the counter under the coffee mug". I hugged me tighter, squeezed my ass cheek. He backed up and said, "we hope to see both of you next weekend for game night.". I looked down and he was semi hard again. I looked up and said "can't wait." After Chad and Bruce left, it was just Steve and I. We started the long task of cleaning up and by the time we were finished we were both so tired that it was lights out and quick to sleep. I woke up to my man fully hard and ready to go. I rode Steve while whispering about all that had taken place the night before. It was so sexy and lust driven. Steve took his time to really fuck me full and hard before cumming in me again. Game Night The week was long, with both work and day dreaming of 'game night' with Chad and Bruce. Steve and I talked each night on the phone, reminiscing of the past weekend and talking about the upcoming weekend at our friends' house. I had also emailed Chad a few times throughout the week and ended up chatting with him on the phone. I was very curious as to his thoughts on poz/neg sex and his conversion. Chad was more than willing to share some of his experiences, and how he became poz. He mentioned he had pozzed Bruce after they met, as their connection was so intense and it was what Bruce wanted, to be 'connected' to Chad. So, this eventually led to our encounter the other night at Steve's house, and how they and Steve and wanted it to happen. I asked why, and Chad said that Steve mentioned the sex we had, and how I felt about it, Steve said he thought I would love to have two other poz men in me. Well, Steve was right, and I told Chad it was amazing! Chad finally said that he hoped it happened again sometime as he had thought about it often this week. The plan was for me to go to Steve's first Saturday, of course packing an overnight bag, and then we would go on to Chad and Bruce's house for game night. Steve was waiting for me, dressed in cargo shorts, tee, and flip flops. I was pretty much the same. I had cleaned out, chosen my black jock, and then shorts over that It felt good to have my cock covered, but loved the free feeling of my ass under my shorts. We headed out in Steve's truck. For most of the trip we made small talk, but all the while I had the chance to stroke Steve's big cock under his shorts. I could feel the big metal cock ring he was wearing and couldn't wait to see it up close! We arrived at the house, and I was impressed with the immaculate landscaping and overall appearance of the house. There were a few cars out front, which hopefully meant a closer, more intimate group. Bruce opened the door for us and invited us in. I knew the hosts, obviously, and Bill was there from last weekend. The only other person there was a more twink type of guy, his name was Ben, effeminate with a tight set of pink shorts on, framing his ass for all to see. We shook hands, well actually then hugged. I said hello to Bill and he offered to hug. I could tell Bill enjoyed our hug as when we separated he was showing his outline in his shorts. After partaking in small talk and some drinks, we were invited into the game area, which seemed to be a family room setting with a game table. The interesting part was that the television in the room was playing porn without the sound. Seemed to be pure bareback porn in different settings. Ok, hard to peel myself away from that, but I chose a seat at the table, with Bill and Steve on either side of me. We started with an easy game of Two Truths and a Lie, and since most of these topics were pretty close together, the 'lies' were much harder! We had a lot of fun. Next we played 'Never Have I Ever', which got to some pretty fun things and we learned a lot about each other. One of the statements was 'I have never knowingly taken a poz load anally'. Everyone at the table dropped a finger then, and I immediately felt Bill turn to me and smile. Then I felt his hand on my leg rubbing my bare thighs. Then he took my hand and led it to his lap and placed it on his rock hard cock, through his thin shorts it was like nothing was there. Bill moaned quietly as I stroked his cock, while while not huge was leaking like a faucet. That round was over and Chad asked if anyone wanted a refill, we all said yes. Steve got up and said he was going to help Chad, and kissed me. My hand was still on Bill's cock, but he didn't seem to mind. Bruce and Ben got up to watch the porn, which left Bill and I sitting at the table. "Tim, I didn't know you and Steve have fucked raw, I thought you two will still playing safe", Bill said. "Lucky fucker". "yes Bill, we had been friends for a long time, no sex, and then it happened. At first I was like 'what the fuck', but I can't get enough now". "damn, very hot Tim, thank you for sharing. Do you mind if I take off my shorts?" Bill asked. I looked over at Bruce and Ben. Ben's pink shorts were gone and Bruce was roughly rubbing Ben's exposed ass. I turned back to Bill, "apparently that is a think, please do". Bill stood up and unzipped his shorts, letting them fall. Bill's cock was hard as a rock, about six inches, big balls, cock ring, and like I mentioned before, leaking like a faucet. And there was that scorpion tatoo I saw last weekend, as bold as it could be. I touched and rubbed my fingers over it before Bill sat back down, "I apologize for my mess, but I leak like crazy when turned on". I immediately put my hand back on Bill's hard cock and stroked it using his precum for lube. "No worries at all Bill, I fucking love precum". "Well Tim, I hope one day Steve shares you with some others" Bill said. "Oh, he already has" said Chad from the doorway, while holding our drinks. I turned my head and removed my wet hand from Bill's crotch. "hey now, no cumming and telling sir", I said with a smile. Bill said, "well no fair Steve, where have I been and here I thought we were buddies". Everyone laughed. Bruce and Ben were now naked and came back over to the table. Ben's ass had hand marks all over it and Bruce's cock was not fully hard, but definitely not semi hard. "I guess we should all just undress now and skip the next game", Chad said as he set the drinks down and pulled off his shorts and tee. I just stared at that big cock that I remembered. But immediately to my left was my man, and his cock was getting hard as he rubbed Ben's red ass. "Tim, do you have a sec to help me with the other drinks?". Chad asked me, nodding his head towards the kitchen. "of course", I got up, shrugged off my clothes, pointing my ass towards Bill while taking off my shorts. I felt a soft touch on my smooth balls from Bill. I moved to the side of Steve and gripped his cock, squeezed out a drop of precum, scooped the liquid with my finger and rubbed it through Ben's crack. I wanted to let Steve know I was as open as he was and wanted my man to enjoy himself. I moved on into the kitchen where Chad stood with a drink in his hand. "Thanks Tim. I wanted to let you know the scene tonight in case you thought something else was going on." Chad's hand went to his hardening cock and slowly played with his meat. "Ben is our new bottom boy. We have played a few times with him, he is still neg but he wants to change that. So, we are having game night where I hope we can have help giving Ben what he wants." "Ben wants to be poz?". I asked quietly. "oh yes, he contacted us a few months ago and after a lot of thoughtful conversations, before sex, we are sure that is his intention" Chad let go of his cock as he was fully hard now. I asked him, "then should I be here? I mean I don't mind Steve helping seed Ben, that is hot, but I am unknown status and prefer to be fucked." Chad laughed, placed his hand on my chest, and said "Ah Tim you are great, but the answer is yes...we all wanted you here. You are part of Steve now, and he thought maybe you might enjoy just watching us load Ben up." I guess he could see the softness of my face, that 'ahhh' feeling, because he leaned in and kissed me and said, "you are too sweet baby boy". Chad's cock touched my hip and slipped right passed with his precum sticking to me. I immediately reached for his cock and squeezed hard. I remembered Chad's girth and heat right away. "fuck Tim, I have to save this load for Ben, but soon I hope...if you want." "I do Chad, I do want you to fuck me again, bad, but I realize Ben needs that cum" "Thank you Tim, and I really can't wait to do that again". Chad let go of my arm, grabbed his drink and another and nodded for me to follow. What I saw when I went back into the game room was amazing. Ben was on his back on the table, head turned to the side. Bruce was slowly fucking Ben as Steve fed him that gorgeous cock. I don't know how I didn't hear that, but it was a very nice surprise. Chad set the drinks down and went over to Bruce to see the action. Chad's cock was still hard and seemed to be getting harder as he held Bruce and encouraged him to breed their new boy. Bruce increased his pace of fucking while picking up the sexy talk. "You want my cum boy? Do you want daddy's poz seed deep in you?" Bruce would ask. Ben pulled his mouth off Steve's wet cock and said "yes please sir, give me your hot cum, breed me deep". Bruce was fucking hard now, you could hear the wetness from Bruce's precum and his balls were slapping against Ben's ass. Chad encouraged his man even more, "fuck him deep baby, give him your poz seed. I want to use your big load for lube baby. make him our boy". That is all the encouragement Bruce needed. Bruce slid in deep and yelled "take it boy". I could almost see the pumping of cum into Ben's ass by that gorgeous big cock. With one hand on Steve's wet dick Ben was moaning so loud, "knock me up" he kept repeating! This scene was so fucking hot, I was rock hard and hadn't noticed Bill standing next to me stroking his leaking cock while rubbing my ass with his other hand. I noticed now of course. Finally Bruce slowly slid out of Ben, letting the last beads of his love fall to the table underneath Ben's ass. As soon as Bruce moved aside, Chad lined his hard cock and slid into Ben, the scene was so hot. While Ben continued sucking Steve's cock, Chad was plowing their boy with long strokes. I could see poor Ben's cock twitching and leaking like crazy. Without taking my eyes off the action I reached out and gripped Bill's hard cock and started stroking it for him. Bill removed his hand from my ass and took a finger to the end of his cock....wiping up all the precum he could, then that hand found my ass again, but this time that wet finger went right to my hole and it entered me. It felt so good....to be fingered by Bill while watching Bruce prepare to give Ben his second load of the night. Bill slowly moved behind me and I let my wet hand find his hip. Bill pushed his hard leaking cock down to rest in my crack then place his hands on my hips. Bill leaned in "that is so fucking hot, right? I love watching them fuck their new boy. I heard their boy is still neg..mmmmm...I would love to do that with a boy. I was basically pushing back against Bill's cock, sliding on his wetness. "tell me if I make you too wet Tim, I can stop". Bill said. "please, please don't stop Bill. I love your cock resting there and yes I am soaked now, but love it." Bill's precum was actually dripping off of my balls I was so wet! Chad continued fucking Ben with long strokes, talking dirty the whole time. Ben couldn't keep his mouth closed, with all of his panting and moaning, so Steve stepped over to me, with Bill behind me. I reached out and slowly stroked Steve's big cock, wet from Ben's mouth. I knew Steve was ready to fuck this boy and breed him with his hot seed. Chad picked up his pace, Ben's legs were over Chad's shoulders. "you want my cum baby boy?". Chad asked. I know I did and would so no surprise when Ben said "yes daddy, breed your boy with your poz cum". That set Chad off and soon he shoved deep into Ben and unloaded in him, letting his fat cock rest in his boy as the semen flowed deep into Ben. As soon as Chad pulled out..leaving Ben oozing precum and dripping his new load, my man kissed me and said "my turn" and waked off to take Chad's place between Ben's legs, but before he walked off, Steve looked at Bill and said "please enjoy". That was all the invitation Bill needed. I felt his hands leave my hip and he must have grabbed his cock because I know felt that familiar pressure on my ass ring. As much lube as Bill had oozed into my crack, I know it would take a little nudge to bend over and his cock would pop in me. That is exactly what happened. I felt Bill enter me...and then his hands were back on my hips. while he slowly penetrated me further, I placed my hand behind me on his hip pulling him into me. Once he was fully in me...he leaned in and whispered "I hope you like cum in you Tim, because I have a huge load for you, but first I am going to slowly fuck you while we watch Ben take another cock and load". My cock was now harder and leaking precum, which usually happens when I get fucked. Bill had a way about him and the way he fucked. His cock wasn't as large as some of the other men here, which have fucked me, but his constant grinding and leaking so incredible to feel. Soon Bill's hands were running my up chest to my nipples, slightly pinching them...it seemed I oozed with each pinch. Bill and I continued watching Steve fuck Ben, I know Steve wanted to make it last. Steve kept telling Ben how wet his pussy was, very fucking hot! without warning Bill pulled his cock all the way from me and whispered, "follow me to the guest room, I want you on your back". Bill turned and took my hand, leading me through the house to the guest room. When we were in the room, Bill started kissing me, reaching behind me and filling up my ass and fingering my ass. "Get on the bed baby" and he gently guided me to the bed, on my back. I scooted back and spread my legs for him. Bill followed me on the bed...got in between my legs, lifted my legs over his should, and eased his still rock hard cock into me...all the way. "fuck yes boy, now I can really fuck you good", Bill said. "fuck me Bill, please fuck me good...I want you and your cum in me!" I responded. "oh you are going to get all I have Tim. I have been thinking about fucking you and breeding you since we met." Bill said as he started fucking me with longer strokes and more intensity. Bill was a hot fucker, sometimes stroking my now hard cock or kissing my legs..or puling his cock out all the way for me to see it leaking before shoving it back in me. I loved it when Bill pulled out and showed me his leaking cock...fuck it is so hot! "I fucking love your tattoo Bill and want you to breed me with your poz babies". That is all Bill needed to hear. "fuck yes boy, take my cock...I am going to knock you up for sure". He was now slamming his hard cock into my cunt...and I know I would seen get what I was promised, his huge load! Bill was sweating, which I find sexy. I put my hand around his bare cock going in and out of me and touched his tattoo....then I heard him "take it boy" and he sank deep to unload in me. This was by far the most I have ever felt a man cum in me, his cock pulsing and I know I felt his cum splashing inside of me. It was insane!!! My cock just start shooting my cum, I couldn't control it! After about 5 minutes of heavy breathing and shuddering, Bill finally slipped from my soaking ass and looked at his work. "Damn Tim, you are a mess....but it is so sexy. do you want to clean up or leave it?". Bill asked, with kindness. "I will go into the bathroom and clean up a little, thank you sir." I started to get up and when I was standing knew I had to cup my ass with my hand to catch Bill's load. I bent over and kissed Bill again, "thank you sir". I sat on the toilet and pushed some of Bills cum out of me, just too much to walk around with. I wiped good with a wet wipe and then washed my hands. When I opened the door Chad was in the hall waiting for me. His cock was semi hard as he lightly played with it. "did you have fun with Bill? He is great, and I hear he cums a lot" Chad asked. "mmm...yes, I had a great time with Bill. and yes, I can confirm, he cums a lot!!!" we both laughed. Chad added, "Steve just got done breeding Ben. We are all out on the patio relaxing if you care to join. I had to pee quick, but realized you were in the bathroom." "ah, great yes I will head out there now". I said as I moved in front of Chad to pass him in the hall. I stopped in front of Chad, reached down and held his cock in my hand. leaning in to Chad, I kissed him and said "fuck me please". Chad's cock started to get hard in my hand. I was stroking him fully hard now, and kissing him wet and lusty. "tell me you want it Tim". "please fuck me with your big cock Chad, please". Chad quickly spun me around..pushed me into the wall, and placed his hot hard cockhead against my used wet ass. "take all of it boy" and Chad slid into me, not letting me adjust, just burying him in me. I tried to rise a little on my toes to slow down the assault, but Chad held my shoulders down roughly and told me to get on his cock. we were panting hard in the hallway, Chad slamming his cock into me. All at once he pulled all the way out and said, "suck my cock clean boy". I turned and dropped to my knees. I took that massive cock in my mouth and cleaned off his precum, my ass juices, and Bill's cum. I looked up at Chad, "don't you want to cum in me Chad?". "oh yes, and I will, just not yet". now get outside to your man. I will get you soon enough baby boy. "yes sir" I said as I got up. before leaving, Chad kissed me hard again. He ended our kiss, I turned to go and Chad smacked me good on the ass. Well, that was going to leave a mark, but I loved it. When I joined everyone on the patio, the top men were all there, but Ben wasn't anywhere. I went and stood next to Steve, who was sitting with all the other men. Steve's hand went to my ass immediately...rubbing my cheeks and letting his fingers run through my crack, no hiding my dampness that way. ha. I asked, "what happened to Ben?". "once he was full, he wanted to head out. I guess he got what he wanted from this night", Bruce said smiling. Steve looked up at me, kind of pulling me down to sit on his lap, "why don't you sit on my lap babe". He didn't haven't to beg, I was sitting on his lap in no time, everyone still naked from before. Steve said, "Bill said you kept him busy while we had fun with Ben, is that right?" I looked at Bill really quick. Bill said, "oh yeah, Tim was very gracious with his time, and ass Steve. You better not let that one go, I know he was full when we last parted and I passed Chad in the hallway." he said laughing. "No wonder you are so wet boy, Bill cums a lot". Steve said. I could feel him starting to grow under my ass so I said back a little so his big cock could go between my legs. "did you like that? so much cum?". Now I was getting hard. "mmmm...yes baby, I did." I told Steve. Steve pulled my legs up on the table...leaned me back so my ass was exposed, and laid his thick hard cock next to my balls. "well, lets show everyone how wet baby". Steve rubbed his wet cock head around my hole, and slowly started to enter me! Right there in front of everyone, ass open and my lover's cock sliding in. Steve was holding my legs up and wide, sliding in and out of me, showing the entire table our love making. My head was back and I was moaning out loud, never noticing Chad's return to the group. When I opened my eyes, Chad was standing next to me, cock hard and stroking, it seems automatic to turn my head and open my mouth for him. The taste of his salty precum was so good, and the size of his cock definitely filled my mouth. I moaned on Chad's cock as Steve encouraged me, "suck that cock baby boy, get him nice and wet to fuck you". I moaned again and Steve's pace quickened. "I need to seed your pussy again boy, as soon as your man is done I am going to fuck you full again", Chad said. Steve added, "yes baby, he is going to use my load as his lube because I am going to cum". With that Steve shoved in as deep as he could in this position and shot his load into me, I felt him pulsing around my ass ring, tight on his thick cock. Chad's cock popped out of my mouth as he took in the scene. I yelled, "yes baby, cum in me again. give me your load daddy". Steve remained in me until he softened and popped out, cum oozing from me. "Thank you baby boy", Steve said. Chad grabbed my hard cock once and told me to get on the table, "I want to fuck you in front of everyone and let them see me breed you". I got up and Steve helped me onto the table, on my back. my legs were spread and my ass ready for Chad's assault, and an assault it was. Chad was rock hard, lining up his cock, just putting the tip in he said, "take my cock you slut", and slid his entire length in one stroke. I gasped out loud, and tried to hold his thighs back, to ease his entry. I wanted him to slow down, but my cock thought differently as I oozed with every new thrust from Chad. "take my big cock boy, your ring is so tight on me. I need to seed you again, bad", Chad said. The others around the table were encouraging him with short comments; "breed that boy", "knock him up Chad", or "give your poz seed". All were welcomed by Chad as he continued fucking my ass hard and fast. Even though my ass was starting to feel the burn of his fast fucking, the feeling so was incredible I knew we both were going to cum soon. "Do you want my load Tim? do you want my poz babies in you forever?". Chad asked. "fuck yes sir, knock me up, PLEASE" I yelled. "please cum deep in me...give me all of your cum". That was the final straw, Chad fucked me even faster and harder, "take my cum boy...I...am...cumming". Chad shoved deep in me and held his cock deep. my cock then exploded another load from my balls all over my pubes and stomach. After starting to slowly slide in and out...slowing down, Chad leaned down on to my body. "thank you Tim, you are incredible". I was so fulfilled and happy, knowing my man was there and encouraging his sexy friend to fuck me full of poz cum! Steve then bent down to kiss me, "welcome to our club, son".

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

My name is Tyler. I'm am a 20 year old gay college kid. Since I don't have a lot of money, I'm home for the summer in Texas. Not only do I not have to pay rent, but my uncle runs a construction business and as a favor to my dad, he's letting me work there to earn some cash. The problem is, I'm not exactly that useful on a construction site. I'm skinny and can barely lift a hammer. It's also hot as hell and I can't stand to be outside very long at a time. I don't exactly look the part of a construction worker either. I'm short, dirty blonde hair, diamond studs in my ears, and two chains around my neck. My clothes are tight and leave little to the imagination. But since my uncle promised me a job, he finds something for me to do: support the workers. You see, he hires a lot of these big, strong Mexican guys to come over the border for a few months. He says they're the best workers and they never complain about the heat. He pays them well and they stay in motels while the construction projects are going on. My uncle told me that my job is to help these guys out. If they ask for something, I give it to them. This is a challenge because many of them don't speak English, but we find ways to communicate for things like food, water, etc. While the job is going okay, it's not that exciting. I spend a lot of my time in the air conditioned trailer while these guys work their asses off in the summer Texas heat. After a couple of weeks, it seems like the guys are starting to get depressed. They are still working hard but something is wrong. My uncle notices too and instructs me to fix the problem. After all, keeping them happy is my job. I notice Luis, one of the guys who speaks English decently, sitting alone in the trailer on a break. So I join him and start a conversation. It takes some prying, but I get him to admit what is bothering the guys: they are lonely. They're here working long days and not seeing their girlfriends and wives. But missing their faces isn't the real issue. When I suggest FaceTiming their women every day, Luis says that wouldn't solve the problem. Bottom line: these men are horny. They haven't had any sex since crossing the border, unless you count their hands. Hmm. This challenge will be harder than finding them food and drinks. What am I supposed to do? Hire some hookers? That would be expensive and illegal. If only they were gay, I'd help them out myself. I have a thing for the strong masculine type. I text my college friend Hector about the problem. He's gay like me but also Hispanic. After beating around the bush, he comes out and says it: I should let them use me. Hector knows I'm always horny for cock, so why not? Hector tells me something I didn't know: in Mexican culture, it's not considered gay to fuck or be sucked by a man. Only the man taking the cock is considered gay. Luis is still breaking alone in the trailer. It's time to test what Hector told me. I get down on my knees and climb under the table Luis is sitting at. He hasn't noticed because he is scrolling through his phone. He nearly jumps out of his seat when my hands begin to massage his crotch. He quickly looks down and smiles with approval. It takes mere seconds for his cock to grow rock hard. I am afraid his jeans are going to burst open. I gently unbutton and unzip his jeans. I am shocked when his massive meat springs out. No underwear! I put my face near his crotch and soak it all in. His cock is big and thick, attached to two meaty balls that are surely full of cum. He smells like a combination of testosterone and sweat. Luis' hands reach under the table. One grabs his meat and the other pushes the back of my head toward it. I know what to do. Since he only has a few minutes left in his break, there is no time to waste. I put my mouth around his cock head and begin sucking him down, inch by inch. He moans and says some things under his breath. I can't make it all out, but I hear "white whore" at some point. I bob my head up and down as his breathing and moaning pick up. He pushes my head all the way down on his cock. Then he lets out a roar as his cum begins splashing the back of my throat. I swallow every drop and continued to suck him until he goes soft and removes his hand from my head. He fastens his jeans, stands up, nods, and heads out the door. I smile and climb back to my feet.

I felt groggy as I woke up. My mouth was thick with the tell tale feeling of having a large quantity of cotton wool stuffed in it that betrayed just how much I had drank the night before. I stretched, gingerly, not wanting to move too quickly for fear of discovering a headache to go with my cottonmouth. My head, however, felt clear as I rolled onto my side and very slowly swung my legs off the side of my bed. I sat there for a moment before I realized that I was completely naked, not all altogether alien experience, but rather another sign of how intoxicated I had been; I often strip off to go to bed when drunk. As I sat up I suddenly became aware of how much I had to piss and quickly padded across the cold wooden floor of my studio apartment to the bathroom. Letting a powerful jet of piss out into the open toilet bowl I felt my ass clench slightly and became aware that my hole felt a tender and rather slick. Finishing up my piss I ran a finger up my crack, feeling my puffy wet hole. I looked at my finger, shiny with whatever was wetting my ass, for a long moment before turning around and bending over to look at my hole in the mirror. Winking back from between my spread ass cheeks was my hole, puffy, and pink, not quite closed, and shiny with what I thought might be lube but I suspected was something else. I ran my finger along my crack again, this time dipping into my tender hole, when I brought it round I was confronted with evidence of what I had already suspected to be true. It was not lube leaking from my clearly well fucked hole but cum. My heart thudded in my chest. I had no recollection of getting home last night, let alone of getting fucked. Jesus, I thought nervously, what have I done? Not only had I had sex but clearly unprotected sex and I had let the guy cum in me, what had I been thinking? I walked back to my bed and grabbed my phone from where it had been charging on the nightstand hoping to find some evidence of what I had done. There were several texts from the two friends I had gone out with starting around just after midnight asking where I had disappeared to; the most recent being just a few minutes ago, must have been what had woken me up. I sent back a quick response saying that I was home, and apologized for giving them a fright. The next message on my phone was from a contact I didn’t remember having, one simply named “SIR”. The message was short and succinct: Check out the link and then let me know when you’re ready for more. I clicked the link and it took me to a private video server. Sitting down on my bed I pressed play and watched as the video began. It faded in on a guy’s ass, his beefy hairy cheek hammering back and forth as he clearly pounded someone. The camera moved under the guy, between his legs to show a fat raw cock pounding into an unknown ass. The bottom was moaning in pleasure with each thrust, something about the bottom’s voice seemed familiar even through the tiny phone speakers. I stopped the video and grabbed my laptop from under the bed. Hurriedly transpiercing the url to my browser I pulled up the video again. There was definitely something that I recognized in the bottom’s groans. My cock was starting to get hard watching this fat cock pound this boy’s hole, his ass lips clinging to the hard shaft each time the top pulled out. Eventually the camera moved again, pulling back between the top’s legs and then panning up his broad muscular back to look over his shoulder. My jaw dropped, there laying flay out, legs in the air, eyes closed in ecstasy, being fucked by a raw cock, was me. I took in my pale skin, dark hair, strong chest, tight stomach, pink nipples. I saw my chest heave with racked breath as the top mercilessly plowed my hole. Though my head was reeling and my heart pounding my cock was growing still harder as I watched myself get fucked. I had no memory of this, yet there was no denying it was me there getting fucked bareback. I felt like I should be sickened by what I was seeing but I found myself becoming more and more turned on as I watched. The top fucking me seemed to be getting close as he started fucking me even harder. He grunted as he hammered his cock into my clearly willing ass. The camera panned down to show him slamming into me balls deep with every thrust. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” a gravely voice that I can only assume belonged to the top said, “I’m gonna breed your sweet fucking cunt boy.” “Yes,” said my voice, the unmistakable glee sending a shiver up my spine, “breed my hole!” The man growled and pressed his cock as far as he could into my hole, clearly shooting his load deep into me. Watching myself get bred I couldn’t help but reach between my legs and feel my still wet hole… Slowly the man pulled out from my now cum filled hole. I looked at the time bar, the video wasn’t even a quarter of the way over. The camera zoomed in as the head of the man’s cock popped out of my hole, a small glob of cum bubbling out after it. For a moment my hole was left gaping and empty, then a new voice, not the top who had just fucked me called, “Who’s next?” Another cock, the body it belonged to cut out of the frame stepped up and slid effortlessly into my hole, The camera shifted again showing my body stretched out on the bed, my mouth now occupied by the cock that just been inside my ass. I watched in aroused horror, my cock throbbing, as time and time again my ass was seeded by random cocks. The video never showed their faces though, it showed plenty of mine, making sure to zoon in on my face whenever I begged a top for his load. I noticed that my eyes, though wide and alert looked a little blood shot and slightly unfocused. The video was almost an hour long and featured fourteen different tops, all of whom fucked and bred my ass. No wonder my hole was tender. The last shot of the video was a slow zoom in on my wrecked hole after the last top had shot his load deep inside of me. I stared in amazement at my loose and gaping hole. That sort of thing had never turned me on before but seeing my on hole wrecked like that, dripping with cum, was different, it made me feel hungry. I wanted my hole to look like that more, I wanted to have my ass plowed and dripping with cum. The video faded to black, and then a message appeared on the screen, “You know you want more bitch,” followed by the phone number now listed in my contacts as SIR. For a long moment I sat, one hand holding my phone, and the other with three fingers lodged in my cummy hole. I wasn’t entirely sure when during the film I had thrust three fingers inside of myself and started riding them desperately but even now that the movie was over I was reluctant to remove them. Rocking back on my fingers again, feeling them push against my ass ring I knew what I had to do. I unlocked my phone, opened SIR’s text and sent him a message: I’m ready now. The response was almost instantaneous as if SIR had been waiting with his phone in his hand. That was fast boy. You ready to take more cock? Yes, I responded. Right now? Yes, I hesitated before adding the next part but then hurriedly hit send, I need it. Good boy. Come and get it. He texted me an address just a few blocks away in the northern part of Hell’s Kitchen, and added, Don’t bother showering or putting on underwear. You have ten minutes to get here. My heart was pounding, a little voice in the back of my head told me I was crazy, but I wasn’t thinking with my head. I grabbed a t-shirt from the floor and a pair of gym shorts, slipped into some shoes and, leaving everything but my keys and phone behind rushed out of the door. I practically ran the nine blocks to his apartment, making it there in just over six minutes. I texted saying I was there and the door buzzed. Once inside I received an apartment number with the instruction to hurry. He lived on the fifth floor of an old walk up, and having taken the stairs two at a time the whole way up I was more then a little winded when I knocked on his door. It quickly opened and a tall olive skinned man in an old yellowing jockstrap with a thick leather harness strapped to his chest opened the door. I gapped at this specimen on manliness in front of me. At five eleven I like to think of myself as tall but this man towered above me making him probably six five. Between the thick straps of his harness bulged powerful fur covered chest muscles that led to hard defined abs. His arms were thick, covered with coarse hair, and knotted all over with veins. The basket of his jock bulged with what could only be thick meaty cock and oversized cum laden balls, the whole mass of which thrust out boldly from his tree trunk like legs. He did not smile at me, his handsome face told of only one thing: lust. “I knew you were gonna be a good one last night when you were begging for loads before the first cock even breached your cunt,” he had a rough, deep, rumbling voice that seemed to echo from somewhere deep inside his cavernous ribcage. “Get that sweet cunt inside, and strip off, I’ve waited long enough for my chance at that hole.” That struck me as odd, was he not one of the men who had fucked me last night? I thought that even the cameraman had cum inside of me. I didn’t care though I stepped inside and before the door was even closed had kicked off my shoes, pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped my shorts to the ground. “Fuck you’re a hot little cum slut,” he said leading me into the living room where he sat down on the couch, legs spread wide. “Well, get between my legs and start wetting my cock boy. All the lube I’m gonna give you to get this monster up your cunt is spit and whatever cum is left in you from my friends last night.” Caution and logic were long gone, I was now completely in the grips of my own lust, and now I a safe sex enthusiast, fell to my knees desperate to get another bare cock up my ass. Pulling his musty jock aside I revealed a thick, flaccid cock resting on a pair of truly massive balls. I took his soft cock in my mouth, rolling his nuts around in my had as I rid so, marveling at their size. It didn’t take long for his cock to start hardening I my mouth, and I was quickly overwhelmed my the sheer length and girth of the thing. His broad flat mushroom head ballooned in my mouth, swelling till it stretched my cheeks. I did my best to slobber all over his shaft and head, trying to get it as wet as possible for my hole. Though I was enjoying guzzling down his gorgeous member, SIR had other plans and soon as he felt his cock was slicked with enough spit he knocked me back and stood up. He instructed me to get on all fours on the couch, resting my chest on the back of it. I clambered up and assumed the position he had instructed and waited with eager anticipation. SIR took his time coming up behind me, rubbing his blunt cock head up and down my ass crack a few times, before zeroing in on my still tender and slightly gaped pucker. I had expected him to push in roughly but instead he began a slow thrusting that alternately pressed against my sphincter and gave it time to relax. Very, very slowly my hole opened till suddenly his broad flay head pushed inside of me and stayed there. “Fuck that’s a nice hole. I may just have to keep it after I ruin it.” My brain had completely shut down, over loaded with the massive waves of pleasure that were crashing over my body and SIR began to delve deeper into my hole. It took a long time for him to finally fuck his whole cock into me, but when he finally bottomed out and I could feel his massive balls against mine I felt nothing but joy. “Tell me what you want boy,” he growled in my ear. “I want you to fuck me, SIR.” “What else?” “I want you to cum in me, to breed me!” “Good boy, that’s probably the first time you’ve ever said that sober isn’t it?” “Yes, SIR.” “I’m gonna knock you up and set you free boy.” I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant but I pressed my hips back against him as if trying to will more of his cock into my hole. He chuckled at that and began to slowly fuck me, pulling his cock almost entirely from my hole before sliding it back in to the hilt. I moaned like a whore, desperate for a real pounding. SIR knew what I needed though, and quickly began to pick up the pace and intensity of his thrusts until soon he was hammering away at my ass without mercy. I was practically screaming as his cock wrecked my hole, bruising my sphincter a little with each thrust. He hammered away like that for longer then I thought possible, till both of us were drenched in sweat and I lay pressed into the back of the couch limp. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my hole with a soft pop. “Get you your back, I wanna look in your eyes while I breed you.” I flipped onto my back and grabbed my legs spreading them wide showing SIR my now wide-open hole. Without hesitation he sunk back into me and resumed his breakneck pace. The sweat pored from his body, dripping onto me, I didn’t care thought, I could feel his pace starting to change and heard the shift in his breathing. SIR was getting close. He kept up his voracious pace for as long as he could before he suddenly growled deep in his chest like a bear and locked eyes with me as he slammed into my hole several times very roughly. He didn’t have to tell me he had cum, I knew, I could feel the warmth spreading in my ass. He flopped forward, his cock still lodged inside of me, his hairy sweaty chest now pressed to mine. “Fuck,” he said at length, “I knew your cunt would be worth it. I’m totally keeping you as my new cum dump.” He smiled at me, “See I told you last night, take all those loads and you’d be ready for mine.” “You did?” I said panting. “Oh that’s right you won’t remember sense we slipped you those drugs.” His smile became a wicked smirk. “But I told you last night, you take my buddies NEG loads up your cunt and by tonight, well you came around faster than I anticipated, you’d be begging for my POZ cock up your loose cunt.” Holy shit! I thought, I hadn’t even asked him or thought about… Jesus. I had just taken what had to be a massive POZ load in my ass. It only took me a millisecond longer to realize I didn’t care. I had just been fucked like I never had before. Clearly I had loved last night as well. If taking POZ loads meant that I was going to get fucked like this more then that was fine by me. “How do you feel now that you’ve had it boy?” He asked. I answered in the only way I could, honestly, “I want… I need more.”

This thread has evolved a bit .... might these remarks belong in the Politics department?

As would I. I concur with BootmanLA, in that unless we a) are educated about the past, and b) determined never to repeat the horror foisted upon the German People, there is a decent chance that history will repeat itself. How the German people - the very flower of culture - art, literature, music, engineering, on and on -were so thoroughly brainwashed is an example to the rest of the world. If it happened there, it can happen here too. The National Socialist German Worker's Party is the original name, shortened to "nazi" in colloquial German. We are now 10 months away from the 100th anniversary of that so-called "beer hall putsch" in Munich (a rather conservative city in a very conservative German State) and the parallels to events here in the US are simply stunning when we open our eyes and look. The aforementioned eventual Chancellor of that nation purposefully catered to the sense of being unfairly treated after Versailles. He manufactured lies like kids eat candy, and pried up the rocks under which ancient divisions in that populace had laid in wait, like a festering cancer that wouldn't die. He was the author of countless lies, deceits, manipulations, and managed to completely corrupt the former Weimar Republic. Does that sound like anything that's happened here in the US in the recent past? A demagogue, attempting to be elected by any means necessary, spewing every untruth he can come up with, whoremonger, draft dodger, author of filth known and still yet to be discovered, finally actually making it happen, blushing at nothing to seize power? Subsequent to the war that defeated the aggressors, the term "nazi" came into common use to describe anti-everything politicians spewing every kind of lie they could come up with, pouring gasoline on the simmering hatreds of a population. Sound familiar yet? Mr. DeSantis is now copying his political ancestor by banning books in schools that teach *real* history, at which the existing domestic public education system has failed spectacularly. He has already hosted a pseudo "torchlight parade" by a group of openly, shamelessly blunt Caucasian racists; a particularly sordid and ridiculously-effected stain upon our nation - and you think that the term "nazi" it too tough for him? I feel terrible about what happened to your family, and the millions of others of your Faith Tradition. It's the most horrific event in recent centuries, and we - the people of the world - can never allow that to happen again. The way we can prevent it however, is to recognize anti-human filth for what it is, reject it, and bend our efforts to improving the lives of everyone, as opposed to singling out certain ethnicities, faith-traditions, or any other potentially divisive groups to point the rotted finger of guilt at. Every one of us must open our eyes to what's afoot here in the US, and together we can defeat the filth - maybe even without a war. Thank you, Want my 1st cock, for your response.

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Chapter 6: The Search In the morning, Joey awoke, feeling the sensation of Dean’s hands gently stroking his face and bringing him awake. They kissed, full of love for each other, recalling and memorizing every second of the wonderful time last night when they pledged their lives to each other. At last, though, Joey rolled away with a sigh and got up to begin preparing for the day and his trip back to Montreal. “I wish you didn’t have to go home,” Dean said. “I wish I didn’t have to go, too. But I’m not going home. Home is here now – well, it’s wherever you are. And I’m going to come back home as soon and as often as I can.” “What’s your long-range game plan now, Joey?” “First of all, I’m going to try to get posted to Los Angeles; we have a major base there and I’m qualified on all the aircraft types we use on our L.A. flights. But that’s a stopgap. What I really need to do is to look for a job with a major U.S. carrier that will let me work out of L.A. or San Diego.” “Well, it’s not the only possible route we can follow. My company has a sizable office in Canada so relocating there might be an option for me.” “What? And give up this fantastic house, your beautiful country club, and that gorgeous year-round outdoor pool?” Dean laughed. “Bonus there, too – I can give up on Jaysen Macaleister’s endlessly swivelling head following me everywhere! But seriously, when can you get back?” “Best I can do is that I have a Los Angeles turn with 2 nights off in a couple of weeks.” “I’ll come up there and meet you. We can talk and text in the meantime. And I suppose that, any time you have an overnight in the States, I could always just drop in.” “Or I could drop in on you. Just don’t forget what your mother said about using it too much.” Dean scowled. “Yeah, I know. This is going to be hard for both of us.” Joey smiled. “Yes, it is, but we love each other so much that we can do this.” With that, he plunged into packing his things, and then took a shower and dressed while Dean went downstairs, made coffee, and cooked up some breakfast for him. As Dean worked, he was humming happily to himself. He was looking forward to surprising Dayna when she called to tell him off. They’d agreed that there were to be no long, arduous goodbyes, so Dean dropped Joey off in front of the terminal with a quick but heartfelt goodbye kiss – and then drove away, looking very sad. And just at that moment, his phone rang. He saw that it was Dayna and hit the pickup button on the steering wheel. “Well, Dean, have you come to your senses yet?” “Depends on what you mean. I just dropped Joey off at the airport – one quick kiss and off he went.” “That sounds like a ‘No’ to me.” “Well, we agreed that we didn’t want any of those agonizing, prolonged goodbye scenes in front of the whole world. We said goodbye properly before we left the house.” “Wait… does that mean…?” “Yes, we’re a couple now.” Dean thought that sounding a bit smug was forgivable. “That’s terrific, Dean. About time you settled down.” “Look who’s talking.” “Okay, I guess I deserved that. By the way, what is Joey’s line of work?” “He’s a flight attendant with a major airline, based in Montreal.” “Kind of far away.” “It is, but he’s working on that – looking for a career move that could get him down here.” “I might be able to help him out there, unless he’s committed to staying as a flight attendant.” “Time will tell, Dayna.” “I guess. But let him know that it’s a possibility. And have a nice day.” They said goodbye, clicked off, and Dean sighed. “Have a nice day” was a difficult concept when you’d just said you loved someone and then had to say goodbye to him – with two whole weeks to wait before you could see him in person again. But it was only four nights later that Dean got an excited string of text messages from Joey. > OMG > You’re never going to believe it. > R U home? Alone? > We need to talk. Dean messaged back. > Yes, home alone. Sigh. A moment later, Dean heard a loud grunt of pain from somewhere above him. He went upstairs and found Joey rubbing his shin. “I ran into the corner post of the bed.” Dean laughed. “Welcome to the club. That corner post has chewed up my shins more often than I can remember.” After several minutes of passionate kissing, Dean thought to ask, “So, where are you actually supposed to be tonight?” “New Orleans.” “And what’s all the big excitement?” Suddenly, Joey’s face turned an angry shade of red as he remembered what had caused him to drop what he was doing in New Orleans and whip out to Carlsbad. “So I set up an Ancestry account and started plugging in family details, just as you explained. Just a few minutes ago, I got something back that made me mad enough to spit nails.” “Come on downstairs, you need to sit down and relax. I can make you a cool drink in the juicer.” A minute later they were seated in the living room, curtains closed against the black night, Joey with a mixed fruit juice and Dean with a cocktail, and with his arm wrapped around Joey -- who was calm enough now to tell the story without exploding. “So I put all the details in, like I said, and up popped a post from my oldest sister, Carla, who’s sixteen years older than me. And she’d put in a note that I was adopted! There was a date on it, too: October 21, 1995. That’s not even a month after I was born. Adopted! Fucking adopted! And nobody ever said a word to me about that.” The possible explanation leapt readily to Dean’s mind, but he wasn’t sure how best to approach this moment. And then Joey gave him the opening. “I can’t even imagine why they would hide that from me. Can you?” “Joey, who are your other siblings? Well, adoptive siblings, I guess. And their ages?” “Carla, she’s forty-three. Enzo is forty-two, Adria is thirty-eight, and me at twenty-seven.” “That’s quite the age gap between Adria and you – and it tends to confirm my theory. Just from the way the story was all hushed up and never mentioned to you, I’d guess that somebody got pregnant who wasn’t supposed to, probably far too young, and that pregnant somebody became your mother. I’d further guess that the somebody who got pregnant was either Carla, or some girl who wasn’t one of the family, but who had gotten pregnant by Enzo.” Joey thought that over for a few moments. “Hmm -- not likely to be Carla, she’s too damn stubborn – she’d never give up her baby for adoption, no matter how hard her mom and dad yelled at her. And she never really paid much attention to me, either. I’d bet on Enzo. He’s carried on his whole life like the king stud of all time, screwing girls left, right, and centre. It’s why his wife left him ten years ago. But yeah, with my parents – my fucking adoptive parents – being so hard-core religious, it totally makes sense that they would hush up a teen pregnancy any way they could.” “Well, Joey, whatever exactly happened, the next step for you is clear. You need to look up the adoption records. At least you have a date, and – a place?” “Toronto. It’s where we lived until I was fourteen. But actually there’s another next step that comes even before that one.” Saying that, Joey put his glass down on the table and turned to Dean, planting his lips firmly on Dean’s mouth and his hand firmly on Dean’s crotch. “Next step?” Dean’s voice came out as a mumble. Plainly, he was already finding his pants uncomfortably snug. “Mm-hm.” Dean held Joey close to him and visualized the bedroom. Once again, it worked. Joey stopped what he was doing and stared around him in surprise. “Well, that simplifies things, for sure.” “Good to know we can travel together if we need to. I was afraid you’d have to get back to New Orleans.” Joey clutched Dean and closed his eyes -- and they were back in the living room. “And we can both do it. No worries. My next flight isn’t until eleven tomorrow morning. Even with the time zones, we’ve got time. As long as I don’t fall asleep.” So saying, he blinked again, and they were back in the bedroom. “Okay, Joey, enough jumping already, I’m getting dizzy.” Joey laughed. He resumed kissing Dean and playing with his bulge, then began undoing Dean’s pants and pulling them down, along with his briefs. Dean’s cock, already getting wet, popped right out into view and Joey went down onto his knees, sighing with satisfaction as he took Dean’s rigid pole into his hand, tugged the skin back, and went down on it. Dean moaned too, struggling for a moment with his shirt before pulling it off and throwing it aside. Then he drew Joey back up, pulling him by his shirt to get it off him. Meanwhile, Joey was quickly undoing his waistband and dragging his trousers and briefs off, letting his cock free. Joey stepped back, allowing Dean to step clear of his trousers and kick them aside, then they simply stared at each other’s naked bodies, cocks standing proudly erect as if straining to cross the distance between them. “Damn, Dean, do we make a well matched pair with those tan lines, or what?” “Sure enough – and that’s not even the biggest reason we make a well matched pair.” “You mean these?” Joey grasped his erection to underline the point. “Mm-hm. Among other things.” In another moment, they were lying together on the bed, arms and legs entwined as they kissed up a storm of passion between them. The intensity of what was growing between them surprised them both. Dean and Joey had each had their fair share of sexual experiences, even though Joey had stuck to mostly one-on-ones while Dean had been more adventurous with everything from three-ways and DPs to orgies. Neither of them, though, could ever recall experiencing anything like the power of the feelings and sensations on this night as they joined their bodies and souls together – after an absence of four nights, which had felt like half a lifetime to both of them. This time, it was Joey who was eager to plumb the depths of Dean’s hole – and Dean was more than willing to give him that pleasure. He knew, with absolute certainty, that theirs would always be a give-and-take relationship where each of them valued most the pleasure received by the other. When Joey placed the tip of his cock against Dean’s hole, Dean instinctively thrust his hips upwards, keeping his lower legs and chest flat on the bed. It worked. Without any real effort on Joey’s part, the head of his cock punched through the tight ring and nestled inside Dean’s ass, making itself right at home. As his cock slowly sank deeper into Dean’s body, Joey wrapped his arms around his man, letting the feelings take him as the warm, moist interior of Dean’s ass surrounded him. When he finally bottomed out, he lay flat along Dean’s back, kissing Dean’s neck and shoulders as he flexed his muscles to make his cock jump inside the hole. Dean turned his head, kissing Joey with love and passion as Joey began making small movements of his hips, stirring Dean’s colon into ecstasy with his hot, hard tool. As much as they both would have loved to prolong the experience, Joey knew that this one would have to be a quickie so he could get back to New Orleans. Sensing that Dean was ready, he began to thrust more forcefully, rising up and falling down harder and harder until his hips were smacking out a tattoo of rhythmic sound against Dean’s firm round cheeks. Dean, too, knew that this was going to be a fast, high-energy fuck, and he worked hard with his hole to stir Joey up to a full boil and get his reward. It took only a few minutes, and then the moment came. Joey slammed energetically into Dean, forcing a groan out of Dean’s mouth. A second later, Joey joined him, groaning just as loudly as his cock blasted a load of cum deep inside Dean’s ass. But Dean hadn’t cum. As soon as Joey realized that, he rolled onto his back bringing Dean up on top of him. Joey resumed pumping, thrusting firmly up into Dean’s ass as Dean slammed his hand up and down on his dripping shaft. After just a few seconds of this treatment, Dean’s load spewed out of his tool, splatting against the wall above the head of the bed. Once they’d both recovered their breath, Joey chuckled. “Look at the mess you made on the headboard, there!” Dean just smiled complacently. “Now you know why I stole a leaf from a favourite hotel and put a padded headboard covered with washable faux leather up there.” Half an hour later, Dean was washing the headboard off with a quick swipe with a wet cloth, after having kissed Joey goodnight just before he vanished. That next “next step”, securing the adoption records, proved to be only slightly more frustrating for Joey than waiting for his favourite lottery numbers to hit the jackpot. When Joey finally had the copies of the official papers in hand, he read through them, raised his eyebrows, and smiled grimly. Then he called Dean. “What’s up, Joey?” “Just wanted to let you know that I got the adoption papers -- and you guessed right. Mother: Alice Katherine Montrose. Father: Matteo Fabrizio. Clever but not clever enough. Those are Enzo’s middle names. He was fifteen at the time, she was fourteen. And it gives his proper birthdate.” “Hers too?” “Oh, yes. Have to get her plugged into the Ancestry and see what starts coming up.” “So you called me across three-quarters of the continent and three time zones just to tell me that?” “Well… that’s not the only reason.” “Planning another surprise visit?” “Definitely not enough time tonight – I have to leave for the airport at four a.m. this time. But is it okay if I say I missed your voice and wanted to hear it again?” “I miss you too, Joey.” “It’s worse than I thought it would be, Dean. This fucking long-distance relationship… it’s no wonder so many people say they can’t hack it. It’s so hard being separated all the time. And then talking for a bit on the phone and having to say goodbye again. Soooo hard.” “Is it as hard for you as it is for me?” “You have no idea.” “Oh, I actually have a very clear mental image of how hard it is. At least as hard as it is for me. Sure you don’t want to drop in for a quick visit?” “Not a chance. I could end up getting fired if I’m late. But you can tell me what you’d like to do about our hard problem if I were there.” Dean proceeded to tell Joey exactly what he’d like to do, if they were together, in totally graphic – not to say pornographic – detail. After about ten minutes of Dean’s colourful prose, Joey found himself on the verge of erupting. He just had time to gasp out, “Cumming! I’m fucking cumming.” Dean at once replied. “Go for it! So am I!” The next minute or so was filled with a whole series of grunts, moans, exclamations of “Oh fuck,” and more along those lines. When calm was finally restored, Dean said, “Joey, take a picture of the mess you just made and send it to me. And I’ll send you mine.” In another minute, Joey was staring at a picture of Dean’s beautifully tanned abs and the bright white imprint from his speedo, with his cock standing straight up and a generous splashing of cum globs dotted up his body all the way to his pecs. At the same time, Dean was looking in awe at a photo of Joey’s olive-skinned face, body, and erect dick, with the clear evidence of a cum shot for the ages lying right across his face, and the rest dotted down the treasure trail in the centre of his abs. Those pictures were all it took to make both of them horny enough to cum again, and again they shot in unison. After that second climax, they finally got off the phone and both of them slept much better than if they hadn’t talked. If Joey had thought he was home free after getting his adoption papers in hand, he was in for another rude shock. All his efforts to trace his mother’s line backwards kept hitting a brick wall of blank silence. He could find no records for her at all. He’d found one other woman of the same name, but she was two years younger than him and lived in New Zealand. It was as if the teenage girl who bore him had appeared out of nowhere just in time for Enzo to fuck her, and then had vanished just as suddenly and unexpectedly. Dean suggested, quite reasonably, that her name, as given in the adoption papers, was probably another pseudonym. Joey agreed that this seemed likely, but he had no clue how to try tracking her down. At last he realized that he was going to have to bite the bullet and approach his adoptive parents, who were actually his grandparents. What he needed was some kind of leverage to get them to open up and talk. At last, he dreamed up an idea which he felt was worth trying. When he explained what he had in mind to Dean, Dean agreed that it was a perfect idea – and said that he knew the perfect person to put it into play. Once the two of them went over the entire story and Joey’s plan with Dayna, she giggled and said that she’d be happy to help them out. “Just thinking, though, maybe a lawyer instead of a detective – it’ll fit better with my work wardrobe anyway. And stop fussing about the money, Joey, I’m about due for a little holiday fun and springtime in Canada is a nice time of year anyway. Just give me the names and contact details and I’ll roll with it from there.” After they’d said good night, Joey turned to Dean. “Do you really think she can pull this off?” “Of course. With her theatre background, she can make it fly, no problem. After seeing her terrify a woman six inches taller and forty pounds heavier in a horror play last year, I’d say she could do anything and make it sound and look convincing. She’ll need some time to work out the details, do some rehearsing, and then arrange for time off work but she’s going to get the results you need, trust me. This will be duck soup for Dayna.” With that, Joey had to be content. At least, he still had three more nights off to spend with Dean before going back to work. The next day, he got an email that succeeded in taking his mind completely off the search for his biological mother. You are hereby notified that, effective May 1, 2023, you are reassigned to the staff complement of our base in Los Angeles. You are to report on May 1 at 8:00 AM PDT to the offices at 5815 West Century Boulevard, Floor 12, Los Angeles CA for documentation purposes. Please contact your present supervisory team to arrange for relocation leave time. “Wow, Joey, that’s awesome!” “Damn right! We can actually be together full time, finally!” “Full time, except when you’re jetting off to Europe or Asia and leaving me behind – all alone, so alone, in my quiet, echoing, empty house….” “Quit being so melodramatic, Dean. You were perfectly happy to live here alone until we met.” “True – but also not true. I wasn’t whipping off to parties at all the gay hotspots in the country just because I kept needing to scratch the itch.” “You have the itch? Ouch, you might have told me before the first time we slept together!” Dean and Joey burst into happy laughter and kissed each other – an innocent enough kiss, to begin with, but it soon developed extra intensity and business was quickly forgotten in another wild and crazy round of fucking. The whole business of relocating himself to Carlsbad was less onerous than Joey had feared, except for the hassle of dealing with his cranky landlord in Montreal. After arguing over every single nick and scrape in the walls and scuff on the floor, Joey was grateful that he’d at least had the sense to photograph every inch of the place before he started moving his stuff in. Those photographs did the trick, getting the landlord to drop his claims. Joey wondered how many other people he’d charged for the same damages without ever bothering about actually fixing them. Finally, everything was done, Joey’s things were all put away in his new home, and Joey and Dean celebrated the first full day of their new life together with a sun-filled afternoon out at the pool of the country club, followed by a spectacular dinner in the dining room. Across the room, Jaysen Macaleister was sneaking glances from time to time, plainly both jealous and frustrated that he’d been cut out of the chase and Dean had been taken off the market by the sexy young Italian guy with the curly black hair. But it was perfectly obvious, even to the alcohol-fuddled Jaysen, that there was a really intense vibe between the two men. Afterwards, as they curled up in bed together following another intense fuck session, Joey commented on the look on Jaysen’s face. Dean’s response was uncharacteristically thoughtful, lacking the usual sarcastic tone his voice normally took on when Jaysen’s name came up in the course of a conversation. “I feel sorry for him, actually. He’s got to be one of the most socially inept people I’ve ever met, and all the drinking doesn’t help either. Somewhere under all that, I’m sure Jaysen is a perfectly nice guy – but no one is ever likely to get past it all and see the real person, because his behaviour is so awful.” “Changing the subject, Dean, I think I haven’t told you this, but I’ve never lived with someone before. A few dating relationships, but no living together. It’s going to take me some time to get used to the whole sharing-my-space thing, because I’ve had a good solid decade of being on my own after getting thrown out by my oh-so-loving parents – I mean grandparents. Just wanted to warn you.” Dean chuckled. “Not to worry, Joey, I’m in exactly the same boat. After all, I never really felt comfortable living with someone when I had to worry about accidentally disappearing or appearing and scaring the life out of him. It’s why we’re together, right? Each of us found the one and only guy we could really love, and share absolutely everything with, the one guy who would understand and not freak out if we accidentally popped out of the room.” “Well, that depends on where you were reappearing when you disappeared. I might not be so understanding if you were vanishing to another one of your orgies in South Beach, unless you were taking me along.” They both laughed again. Then Joey went on, more seriously. “So, we’re both new at this living-together thing. We’ll roll with it, take the bumps as they come, and learn how to adjust to each other’s distinctive styles and weird habits.” “Speaking of weird habits, Joey, do you really have to keep sticking that thing into my crotch like you’re doing?” “And here I thought you liked it. Yours certainly isn’t any shrinking violet.” “Oh, I like it – but not as much as I like sticking it in on your other side.” “I can take a hint.” Joey rolled over and presented his firm round ass to Dean’s delighted gaze. Gentle caresses with Dean’s hands quickly ramped up to rough, hard squeezes, and light kisses on the cheeks soon gave way to intense, demanding licking, sucking and tongue fucking of Joey’s tight hole. As Dean ate that luscious ass, his tongue deposited ample amounts of his saliva, which his cock was going to need in a minute or two. Even after all the mutual fucking they’d done, Joey’s little knot was always a bit of a struggle to untie. Dean was definitely up for the challenge of unlocking Joey’s sexy ass. In a minute or two, he had a finger worming its way up through the hole and into Joey’s gut, swivelling around and teasing the inside until he found Joey’s prostate and began to stroke it. That was all it took. Joey moaned aloud, his hole bloomed, and Dean quickly removed his finger and inserted his cock, sliding slowly into his man’s wonderful fuckhole. Even after he got all the way inside Joey, Dean was in no hurry. He was content to take his time and enjoy the experience for as long as possible. At last, though, he decided to change up the game, and pulled out. “Nooo!!!” “Just for a moment, Joey. Turn over.” Joey rolled obediently onto his back and at once lifted his legs up into the air to give Dean full access. In another few moments, Dean was back inside him and sliding all the way up into his gut – and then lying down on top of him, face to face, where they could make out while they were fucking. Dean had always known this was one of his favourite positions, but now Joey was also finding out just how terrific it could feel. Even Dean was feeling new depths of pleasure from this face-to-face mating, feeling intense sensations chasing themselves all up and down his body as his attention kept switching from where Joey was stroking him with his hands to the place where Joey’s lips and tongue were caressing his, and to the hole where Joey’s tight muscles were squeezing and grasping his cock. Joey, too, was feeling the most intense satisfaction he could ever remember as Dean’s cock slowly worked inside him, while Dean kissed him over and over with so much love and passion. It gave him the greatest satisfaction to wrap his arms and legs around Dean’s back, pulling him in close so that their bodies were embracing tightly while they mated. All good things come to an end, and at last Dean could feel the end approaching. He broke free of Joey’s clutching arms, rearing up on his knees and driving hard and fast inside Joey’s hole. Joey gasped with the sudden increase of power in Dean’s fucking, and grasped his cock, beating it hard and fast as Dean drove inside him with full power and speed. Just watching the expression on Dean’s face as he reached his climax pushed Joey over the edge, and his cock erupted in a fountain of cum that hit both of them on the chests and abs as Dean’s cock convulsed inside Joey. At last, Joey recovered the power of speech. “Dean, I think this is going to work – I mean, you and me, living together, I think we’re going to get along fine.” “Is that the best you can do? I think we’re going to be a lot better together than just ‘fine’.” Both of them laughed as they moved into a close embrace, soothing each other into sleep with gentle kisses and stroking and murmurs of love. Settling into the routines of life together preoccupied them for the next few months whenever they were both home. Sometimes they both had to be on the road, and at different dates. Once, Dean managed to work things so that he spent a week on business in Vancouver during the time when Joey was working three flights there in the same week, in between a single Edmonton turn. Both of them thoroughly enjoyed discovering Vancouver in the summer, including swimming in the enormous outdoor pool at Kitsilano, generously provided with lap lanes, spots to suntan, and sexy guys in speedos – many of whom were gay. Not long after their week in Vancouver, Dayna came home from her little holiday in Montreal, and called them to report. They had her over for dinner the next night. Dayna was brimming over with excitement. “Wait until you hear all the news, Joey. I got a real two earfuls from your stepmother-slash-grandmother once I persuaded her to trust me. As soon as I hinted that there might be money involved, that’s all she needed to hear. “First of all, she and your granddad have split. Looks like Enzo wasn’t the only king stud in the family. Apparently, the old boy’s secretary showed up on the front doorstep of their home about three months ago, monstrously pregnant, and named Marco as the father. That was all it took. Arianna threw him out of the house on the spot -- and went straight to her lawyer to begin divorce proceedings the next day. After so many years together, I’m guessing that she’ll take him right to the cleaners and drain him dry with no trouble.” Joey snorted. “Serves the old goat damn well right. We all knew he was cheating on her with the maid when I was a kid.” Dayna went on. “Anyway, I told her that I had been employed to try to trace your mother since it was believed that you might have a right to a share of an inheritance in her family. She ate it right up, and spilled the beans at once, telling me that your brother was actually your father – or at least that’s what the girl thought. She had a few choice words to express what she thought about your mother, too, ‘slut’ being the most printable one. Anyway, I got her name and the info that the birthdate on the adoption record was her real birthdate. And here it is.” Dayna handed Joey a slip of paper, with the name “Glenna Maryanne Campbell.” Joey was almost too excited to sit still. “This is so great, Dayna! With this, I’ll finally be able to get on with tracing my family background! I’ve been totally roadblocked with that damned pseudonym on the adoption records.” After they’d finished dinner and Dayna had left, Joey headed straight into the study and sat down at his laptop to get to work. Dean smiled indulgently at his eagerness to get going, cleaned up the remains of the meal himself, and settled into the living room to watch a baseball game. Around 1130 PM, Joey came into the living room, grinning from ear to ear like the cat that’s swallowed the cream. Dean looked up at him expectantly. “Dean, I’m off and running! I’ve got my family traced back through the mothers for six generations now, and I’ve already found one really intriguing one. I kind of sense, intuitively, that she may be the target I need to focus on now. I’ve circled her name in red here.” Joey handed Dean a printout, and Dean looked at the circled name – and then stared in utter disbelief. NORA LUDLOW.

PART THREE I could taste pre-cum on the guy's cock when I took it in my mouth. Like most guys, I'd tasted my own pre-cum before but it was my first time tasting someone else's, especially straight from the source so to speak. I'm not sure whether it was coz I was high or how horny I was but it didn't actually taste too bad. I could overhear Seth talking to the guy I was serving, "What's his mouth like man?" "Fuck...he's real good....he's got a great mouth!" I looked up at him and smiled through his dick. He was pretty good-looking so I was kinda thankful my first cock belonged to a hot guy. I was kinda glad to hear that I seemed to be a good cocksucker too. "Your friend's getting a bit jealous over there, I think you'd best let him know what he's like." I felt my head gently taken off his cock, turned to the right and onto a new one. It was funny but I could definitely tell that it was a new cock. He also had a lot more pre-cum on his head, I guess coz I'd been jerking him while I was sucking the other guy. I could hear the first guy say to him, "He's good isn't he?" as I jerked his cock. All the other guy could do was moan his approval which I took as a good sign! "I guess the rest of you guys wanna find out too?" I heard Seth ask, to roars of approval from the other guys. The first two guys stepped away, another guy took his place, putting his hands either side of my head and a cock was pushed into each of my hands. Thankfully, this new guy was a bit overweight because as he was fucking my face, my head kept smashing into his gut, meaning that I didn't get it as badly as maybe as I could have. This guy's cock and the two in my hands did feel a bit smaller which again made me happy, if I was going to be face fucked, at least I was going to be eased into it, well as "eased" as it could be! I thought it'd been faked when girls did the gagging sounds in blowbang videos as they were getting facefucked but I was learning first "hand" now that it wasn't the case. I was starting to get into a rhythm as well where I'd work a guy's cock in my mouth/throat for 20-30 seconds or so while I was jerking 2 off and then move onto the next one. I was a little ashamed to admit it, but I wasn't minding it that much and from the groans the guys were making, they liked it too! I was kinda missing the first couple of guys though, their dicks were a bit bigger and nicer than most of the others. As I was sucking one guy off, I heard him moan, "God you faggots are the best at sucking cock." Typical fucking straight guy, I stopped sucking him and was just about to say "I am NOT gay!" when a beautiful big cock was pushed into my mouth. Its master's voice said "Yeah, but us faggots need to look after each other." I felt the popper bottle against my nose and I took a couple of deep hits, his dick still in my mouth. I looked up to see a sexy, blonde guy, his upper body covered in tatts. "Isnt'that right buddy?" he smiled down at me. I dropped the two cocks out of my hands, I knew my judgement was clouded coz I was fucking high, I still wanted to give this guy the best blowjob of his life. I ran my hands up and down his great dick, taking as much of it in my mouth as I could. I managed to take it all in my mouth & as I did, I winked up at him. It felt so slutty, but so amazing too to do that. He groaned his approval and I think it all became too much for a few of the guys as cum started to rain down on my face & i could hear guys asking for the glass so they could shoot into it. I pulled back to wipe the cum out of my eyes and pushed it into my mouth with the guys' encouragement. I was still flying off the poppers, so it didn't taste too bad for a first try, but I knew the big test would be in front of me soon. I was disappointed that my carer must've disappeared when I cleared my eyes, I guess he'd already cum and so I was left with about half a dozen guys to take care of. I wanted them to finish off so I could swallow the cum while I was still high so I went to work quickly on them. "Damn, this queer boy loves cum. I think I might take him home with me!" one of the guys laughed as two more guys shot on my face. I turned blindly in the direction of the voice and my face was pressed into another fat guy's gut, my mouth covering his dick. Within seconds I could feel what was unmistakeably piss running down my throat. It was only a short dpurt but it was enough for me to start coughing when I was released, the remaining guys just thinking I'd taken too much of his dick and they all came over me or into the glass. Swallowing the guy's piss snapped me out of my popper-trance and the words that I'd been so scared to hear were said, "Well Cody, that's everyone....now it's time for a cocktail!" I turned around as I was kneeling, my cum-smeared face looking for any of the guys with poppers but all that I could see were the film crew and Seth, standing smiling out of shot, with a ¾ full of cum cocktail glass in his hand. Fuck, I was gonna have to do this without them. I knew well the pose that I'd have to be in so I turned side on so that the cameras could get a good view. I knew that if I thought about it too much I'd only make it worse for myself so I opened my mouth wide, let my tongue out & tipped the glass's contents into my mouth and down my throat. I tried really hard not to retch as I felt it enter my mouth & throat & I tried to think of the guys' cheers as my friends cheering me for drinking a big shot at the bar rather than a bunch of guys cheering a slut swallowing their loads. "Make sure you get every drop now!" Seth said as if I didn't know what I had to do. I ran my tongue round the inside of the glass, making sure I got it all. I felt so ashamed having swallowed over a dozen's guys's loads and one guy's piss. Had they cum more than once? I couldn't bare to think as I clapped my lips together & opened my mouth wide, showing everything was gone and working its way down my throat. "Mmmm...there's a good slut....annnnnd CUT!" END OF PART THREE

I went to Cumunion sex party last night and my ass got wrecked! I posted on here and also barebackrt offering my ass for all cocks and loads. I got there around 8:30pm after having a few cocktails at the gay bar down the street. Before going in the sex club I prelubed my cunt and bought a bottle of poppers. I wore a pink assless singlet, mesh thigh highs, arm sleeves, collar and looked totally slutty! I walked up to the third floor and put my leather jacket and tights in a locker and headed to the darkroom. The darkroom was already crowded with guys so I felt my way to the bench and bent over spreading my ass open. Immediately some guy shoved his cock all the way in my hungry slut hole as I begged him to pump his load in me. After he unloaded in me other guys started a train on my ass. Guy after guy took turns fucking and breeding my cumdump hole. I lost count after 15 cocks and my ass was a total sloppy cum filled wreck! I guess it pays to advertise and I can’t wait for the next Cumunion party in February!

In about 20 days I'll be hitting my 1 year anniversary of locking up. So I'm getting really horny and writing these seem to help curve my desires when I can't get bred ______________________________________ Part 3 I'm standing in the stall and I hear the team all pile in. I can't leave because in maked but if intake too long they are going to start asking questions "You doing ok in there man" one of them asks. "Yeah something I ate" I replied. I decide to just wait until they leave. When I hear silence I rush out and throw my gear on and head out to the field. I take a beating on the field. I'm really off my game because of this cage, but I make it through. No one questions anything just chalking it up to the food poisoning i eluded to, but I have to figure this out or people will realise something is up. The next I start going to the gym in the morning so I have an excuse to not change in front of Linda while she's. I get there and the man that Jackson was talking to at the gay bar, with the fancy hat, also seems to go here. We are in the change room and I catch a glimpse of him checking me out. Great this is what I need. Another gay man in my life. He is older maybe mid 50s very well built, similar to Jackson. He is pretty hairy and all he seems to wear while working out is a singlet. He walks over to me and I can smell him right away, sweat, a bit of leather and something that smells vaguely familiar and conforting that i can't quite figure out. "Your that good friend Jackson was telling me about." It was a statement not a question. The smell is strange and I can't think straight. "Yes Sir." I said Sir just to be polite, I think at least. "He's a good man, and surrounds himself with good people it seems" he steps closer almost touching me "I'm Nathan but most people call me Sir Nate or just Sir" "I'm Jason, Sir" just being around him makes me want to do what he says. He starts taking off his singlet so it's just around his waist and legs now, seeing his fully exposed torso I can see all his chest hair and he has a pretty cool tattoo on his left pec. He sees me staring at it. "He told me he's teaching you some rules, when your done with those you'll known what this means" I look away. "I've seen enough medical shows to know the biohazard symbol" looking back at him is see thensinglet is off completely now. Looking him up and down I notice for the first time what he's packing and I hope he's hard right now because if he gets any bigger he's going to hurt someone. "But do you know what it means?" I say nothing, partly because i dont know what he means partly because i just want to see his cock. "Didn't think so. It's always gutsy choosing a straight guy to be your 'rock' after a break up, but I think you'll be good for him." He definitely meant something else but with how my head is I really can't concentrate. He strips naked and his monster just flops forward and sags down. He is not hard. I look up and see him watching me. I change into my work out clothes and run to work out. The work out clears my head, and I go home. Linda is already at work and I'm surprised to find Sean watching TV in the living room. "Hey man, how's it going?" I answered casually. "Better than you I suspect" I freeze. I haven't seen him since that first day so I forgot he was looking at me weird. "What do you mean?" "I just came out to my mom but I have hooking up with men for a while. I've seen a lock fag before" "I'm not a fag, he put it on me in my sleep and I can't get it off" he stands up from the couch, and he walks over to me. This is the first time I really got a scope for his size, I'm intimidated for some reason, hes never made me feel like this before. This cage is really fucking with me. I'm not a small man and yet all these men seem to put me in my place. "The only reason I'll let this fly is after talking to my dad yesterday for the first I think I understand how hard it is to be gay and be married to a woman." "I'm not gay, I promise you, if i could i would take it off." "I don't care just tell her soon, the longer you wait the more it hurts. My Dad is a lawyer if your a good boy I'll get him to help you with the divorce" "You really think your Dad would do... wait no I'm not gay I love your Mom" Why would his dad help me out he doesntn know me. He doesn't say anything. He puts his shoes on and leaves. I guess he was only here to call me out, great another person hounding me. I go another 2 days with out any major incidents I still see Sir Nate at the gym every day as he leaves. As the weekend approaches I get a text from an unknown number. *Hello Jason. This is Sir Nate. I got your number from Jackson.* Why did he want to text me. Another text comes in. *I know your wondering why I'm messaging you. I think I can help you with your cage issue.* Oh great Jackson told him. Another text. *start coming to the gym an hour and a half earlier I'll give you physical training and with a few other steps I think you'll have it off in no time* Finally a break. The next day. I'm at the gym at fuck in the morning. I go into the change room and he's waiting for me. "Good morning Sir." I say with a spring in my step. "Good morning" he throws a piece of fabric at me. "Rule 4 a fag doesn't get to choose what he wears, If anything" "What? I thought you were helping me get the cage off not encouraging him" I look at what he threw me. It's a singlet. The legs don't go down very far but the neck and arm holes do great. I look at him with confusion. "I am helping you. He says that he will take it off when you know alll his rules and he's asked me to start telling you some of the rules." He walks over to me and the smell is back, just with out the sweat. "So you will wear singlets at the gym from here on out no exceptions to satisfy rule 4 and if you're with me every morning I can help you with rule 5." "And what is rules 5." "Rule 6 a fag will not talk until indicated that he can talk. Which I encourage you Stat acting on or I won't help you get the rules faster." "Sorry Sir." "No worriws you're learning. Back to Rule 5. A fag will do what it takes to keep their body the way their master likes it." I look at him, my confusion compunding. "I will help you get your body to be that of a himbo, pushing you to your full potential every morning moving forward. And after your work outs you'll go to fag school at Jackson's for an hour." Fag school? If this is what it takes to get the cage off I guess I'm going to fag school, fuck me I'm screwed

This daddy took my virginity when I was 20. Hung daddy I am his devoted cocksucker now. I'm 38. He's 30 years older than me. I have videos on xvideos [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/profiles/subguy21#_tabVideos

Part 6 The next few weeks fly by. My life consists of serving eight Mexican men with my mouth and pussy. Some fuck me like I'm a piece of meat. Some love me like I'm their spouse. Of course, Luis has to put on a show every day at lunch. I don't know which he enjoys more: using me or being a godlike figure to his fellow men. He always comes up with a new way to show off. Sometimes it's sitting his bare sweaty ass on my face for an hour while I lay on the lunch table and eat him. Other times it's fucking me in positions I've only seen pornstars do. This summer has been incredible and I don't want it to end. I've been so busy inside the trailer that I failed to notice the construction project is wrapping up. One night, I get a text from my uncle. "Jordan, I can't thank you enough for your hard work. Thanks to you, the men worked extra hard and finished the project! Take the last couple weeks off to rest before you head back to school. I'm sure you need it!" It takes me a moment to process what this means. It's over. My days as the White Whore are done, just like that. But wait a minute, I'm still locked in chastity! Luis has the key around his neck. Fuck! I frantically text my uncle back and ask him for Luis' phone number. Thankfully, he provides it. Hopefully Luis isn't back in Mexico already fucking his wife while my chastity key dangles from his neck. It feels like he will never respond. I start to Google ways to remove a chastity cage when his reply comes in. "I didn't forget about you, WW. I'm leaving town tonight. I'll swing by and give it to you, what's your address?" I text him my address and breathe a sigh of relief. I won't have to take a hacksaw to my crotch after all. Later, I get a text from Luis that he is on the way. Thankfully, my parents are away for the weekend. I don't need them meeting the man whose been fucking me all summer. The doorbell rings. I open the door and there he is, that amazing dark skinned god who towers over me. He's not covered in sweat or wearing work clothes today. He's well dressed and clean shaven. "Thank you for swinging by, Luis. It looks like you're in a hurry so we can make this quick," I say. "Ah, ah. I'm still calling the shots here, White Whore," he says with that devilish smile I've grown accustomed to. "You want this key, you gotta earn it."

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

Part 4 My alarm goes off bright and early Monday. I've never been so excited for the weekend to end. I hop in the shower and scrub down with some girly soap that Hector recommended, then do a thorough cleaning of my hole. Once I'm out and dry, I attach my chastity cage. I got a pink one so it will remind the men of a clit. Next, I put on fresh panties and one of my new outfits that screams slut. When I arrive at the trailer, I'm happy to see a small bed in the corner, as my uncle promised. I start to lay out the supplies on the table when I hear the door open. It's Luis and he looks pleased. I share the rotation plan with Luis and he is fine with it. But he demands that his shift be over lunchtime every day. I'm guessing that's so he can have more time with me. Good thing there's a privacy curtain to divide the bed and the eating area. As Luis compliments my outfit, I lower my skirt to show him the panties underneath. "You got a boner?" he asks, pointing at the hard intrusion underneath. "No...we'll kinda, but look," I say as I drop the panties to reveal my locked away boy cock. "Fuck yes, White Whore!" Luis exclaims. I'm not even sure if he remembers my name at this point, and I don't care. "Where is they key?" "Oh, it's in my pocket. But don't worry, I won't..." "Give it to me," Luis says. I obey and hand it to him. He removes the gold chain from around his neck, threads it through the key ring, and puts it back on. "You belong to me now," Luis says with a smirk. As hot as this is, I'm not sure how long I can go without cumming. I planned to be locked up at work, then go home and release my sexual feelings. But I'm not about to argue with the king of Mexican cock. "See you at lunch time. And be ready!" Luis says as he heads out the trailer door.

Part 3 I am exhausted when I finally return home after work. I manage a quick shower and jerk myself off before falling asleep. The next morning I awake to my phone buzzing. Shit, did I oversleep? No, it's Saturday. So why is my uncle texting me? His message says he wants to meet for lunch and talk about how the job is going. I'm just glad he doesn't want to have breakfast. I lay in bed and replay yesterday in my head. I can't help but rub one out. This is the bed that I masturbated in thousands of times as a teenager. The bed where I first started putting things in my hole. Where I first watched porn. Now look where I am. I arrive at my uncle's favorite diner and find him waving from a corner booth. We quickly order and get down to business. "So it seems like you've figured out what was bothering the guys. They were in great spirits yesterday afternoon," he says. "Uh...yeah I guess so." I respond, not sure where this is headed. "Tyler, I have to show you something," my uncle says as he slides his phone across the table. I pick it up and can't believe my eyes. There on his phone is video of me getting gangbanged on the table by eight Mexican studs. "Uh, how did you? I can explain..." I said in panic. "No need to explain, Tyler. You were just doing your job. I told you to do anything to keep them happy and you did just that. Apparently you didn't notice the security camera on the ceiling when you were laying on your back," he says with a chuckle. "I was a bit distracted. Wait, so you're not mad?" "Hell no! You are just what those men need. Look, I knew you were a homo. I don't care, more chicks for me that way. You finally found a way to use your skills on the job site." "Hehe, I guess so. Well, I promise it won't happen again." "The hell it won't! You've gotta give your body up to these horny men every work day now. I know I'm asking a lot more work from you, so I'm increasing your pay by 50%. These guys are motivated and are working harder and faster than I've ever seen. So in a way, you're saving me money," my uncle says. "Are you gonna tell my parents about this?" I ask worriedly. "I won't tell anyone. Though the videos and pictures those guys took of you could get around, but not by me." "Oh, you saw that part too huh?" "Yep, I couldn't look away." my uncle responds. "They really don't care that you're a boy. They use you just like a girl." As we eat our meal, he rambles on about business. I'm shocked that he's fine with all of this. When we finish up and it's time to pay, he pulls two credit cards out of his wallet. "Here, this is your new expense card. Go buy what you need to keep these men happy." "Like, what do you mean?" I ask. "You know, sex stuff. Whatever they're into. Oh, and don't worry, I'm having a small bed installed in the trailer so you don't have to spend all your time on the table." "Thanks," I say as I take the credit card from him. This is one of the oddest conversations I've ever had, but also one of the most exciting. We leave the cafe and go our separate ways. Not sure what to buy, I text my friend Hector again. After all, he's the one who got me into all this. Hector is so jealous when he hears my job is to be a fuckboy for Mexican men. He recommends sexy underwear, skimpy outfits, lots of lube, poppers (especially for me to keep up), and something I never considered: a chastity cage. I told him how horny I've been by all this and how I can't stop jerking myself off. He says if I'm going to handle eight men a day, I need to be at full hornyness and not pleasure myself. Plus it will show dedication to the men. Hector also recommends coming up with a schedule so the men don't have to all use me at lunch. This will give them more time to fuck and me more time to recover in between. I draft up a schedule on my phone. All eight men will get a 15 minute break with me each day. Four per day will get to fuck my ass and the other four will get blowjobs. Then it will rotate the other days. I spend the rest of the weekend shopping and resting. The real challenge starts on Monday and I can't wait.

Hey guys. I've spent quite some time here enjoying the stories and decided to add one of my own. It's based on my experiences and hope you like it. I walked up to the door knowing what I was in store for. I had been messaging him for a few weeks now and telling him my darkest desires. Over that time, I told him about how I wanted to give myself over. How I needed it. I wanted to be controlled…become a cuntboy. Yeah that’s right…a cuntboy. I remember the first time I heard someone call himself a pussyboy. It stuck with me; but yet, it wasn’t what I felt until I heard someone refer to their hole as a cunt. Yeah, a cunt…that was what it was. I wanted to be a cuntboy. I have to admit, there have been quite a few guys that were turned off once I mentioned it. I would bring it while messaging with Daddies who were interested in getting together as a sort of litmus test and most of the time that ended it. But this Daddy didn’t blink, so to speak, when I mentioned it during the first round of messages. In fact, he seemed more interested in meeting me after that. I told him what I was into…verbal, piss, tit torture, flogging, roleplay, spit, leather, rubber and control among others. He asked me if I had experienced Tina. I had quite a few times. It allowed me to give over to the pig in me. We continued messaging, including pics, for a week or so. Then came the day that he asked me if I was ready to meet. I didn’t hesitate. I immediately replied with a “Yes! When?” The next thing he did was send me his phone number. I grabbed my phone. I heard his deep voice. “Hello.” I hesitated then drew a breath. “Hello Daddy. It’s me, cuntboy.” He chuckled and I heard him smile. “Hi cuntboy. How are you? Can you be at my place in three hours? I just sent you the address. But first, you need to shave yourself down. I want your body smooth from the neck down. After that clean yourself out a couple of times and lube your cunt. I want you jock-strapped and ready to service me.” “Yes, Daddy.” I answered. I had always kept myself trimmed so it wouldn’t be too much to completely shave myself down. “Good boy,” I’ll see you then. I was hesitant as I walked up to the door three hours later and knocked. I had prepared just as he ordered. I had shaved my cunt smooth and had cleaned myself out several times in preparation for his cum. As he opened the door, I saw him...my Daddy. As he stepped back, he stood with his legs spread apart and arms crossed. He was in his 40’s, 6’1”, 210 lbs. with black hair, piercing blue eyes and a dark scruff on his face. I took in the sight of my Daddy...booted, wearing a leather harness and jockstrap. The four straps of his harness, two over his shoulders and two around his ribs were tightly wrapped around his muscular chest joined with a shiny metal ring in between his pecs. I noticed the straps around his ribs seem to push up his chest a bit showing off his pierced tits. His leather jockstrap was bursting at the seams from his cock and balls. His polished boots gleamed as the hallway light fell on them. The first words out of his mouth were, “Strip cuntboy. From now on, you’ll be ready for my cock at all times. Fold those clothes and put them next to the door on top of your shoes.” I kicked off my shoes and shivered as I pulled my t-shirt off. I didn’t know why; but I was nervous. As I undid my belt and pulled my jeans down, he came up to me and held me tight. “It’s ok cuntboy, Daddy’s here. Now put those away. You won’t be needing them anytime soon.” I neatly folded my jeans and t-shirt, grabbed my sneakers and placed them in the corner of the entryway. As I turned around, I saw Daddy smile. A black leather collar was in his right hand. “Remember what you told me cuntboy?” “Yes, Daddy. I told you I loved the feeling of a tight collar around my neck.” As he walked toward me, I fell to my knees ready to accept what that collar meant. “You will be collared and jock-strapped while you are here. Understand boy? Every time you enter this house, you will strip down the minute you enter. I want your cunt ready to take my cock at all times. You will then kneel and wait for me to place this collar around your neck.” As he neared me, I saw a shiny metal tag on the collar. Daddy noticed my look. “That’s for you cuntboy. A tag so everyone will know what you are.” He held the tag in his left hand to show me. “It says cuntboy. I had it made after the first chat we had.” Then I felt it. The leather collar going against my neck, tightened and locked. “Daddy…I’m your fucking cuntboy,” I moaned. Daddy chuckled, “Now let me see my cuntboy. Stand up.” There I stood…legs apart, hands behind my back and my eyes down…32 years old, standing at 5’11”, 165 lbs. with short brown hair and green eyes awaiting his approval. My tits were pierced with silver rings that shone against my pecs. I wanted this so much but my cock stayed limp in my yellow SafeTGard jockstrap due to my nervousness. “Yellow huh? Good boy. Turn around and show me your cunt. Are you smooth?” I turned, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. I heard him approach. Suddenly, I felt his hands begin to inspect my cunt. His fingers neared my cunt lips as I began to get hard. I could feel my cock come alive as my cunt lips became sensitized to my Daddy’s touch. His fingers went lower and I felt him grab the two guiche rings and pull on them. I moaned again. Then he let go. “Good boy, you did a good job. And I see you’re getting relaxed. Your cock is growing. Very nice. But you know that you are to concentrate on my cock, right cuntboy? Your cock doesn’t matter.” “Yes, Daddy.” I responded as he smacked my ass cheeks and told me to stand straight. Daddy then attached a leash to my collar and pulled. “Come on boy. It’s time you service your Daddy.” There I was...a cuntboy collard and jock-strapped being led into the house by a leash. We walked through the house passing the living room and down the hall. As we walked, down the hallway, I shivered again for some unknown reason. “It’s ok cuntboy. Breathe deep. You’ll be fine. Trust me.” Daddy reassured me. I felt my leash tighten as pulled me to him. Again, I felt his strong arms around me as his hands moved down to my cunt. As his fingers moved to my cunt lips and gently massaged them, I relaxed. “You’re doing fine boy. We’re almost there.” As we reached the door, Daddy stopped and looked at me. “Cuntboy, in this room you will always be safe. I will push your limits and there will be things that you may never have thought you’d do. In time, you will discover parts of yourself that you haven’t imagined.” Daddy opened the door and led me in. A red tinged light shown throughout a room painted a matte black on the walls and ceiling. The black vinyl flooring completed the color scheme of the room. The scent of leather, piss and cum from previous encounters filled the air as I took in the sights. Off to one corner I could see a black tile open shower unit with two shower heads. The glistening metal of the attached shower shots sparkled as they contrasted against the black tiles. Opposite that, lengths of chain shone from a leather sling hanging from the ceiling beams. Mirrors were placed on the walls and ceiling forming the sling’s corner of the to ensure both participants would see each other’s view as they fucked. Off to the side, play toys were lined up on shelves…whips, plugs, floggers, tit clamps, masks and such. Then there was the bed. A large black metal four poster bed covered in black rubber sheets. From the frame and posts hung chains and cuffs ready to restrain at Daddy’s desire. A large flat-screen tv was mounted on the wall visible from every angle of the dungeon. Scenes of leather clad men fucking, sucking, pissing and fisting were playing…all reflecting what had gone on in this room. My cock had never been as hard as it rose above my jockstrap’s waistband and began to leak. I was in heaven. Daddy laughed as he noticed my pre-cum leaking and soaking my jock. He wiped his finger against my cockhead and brought it to his lips as he looked me in the eyes. I watched him wipe it on his lips as he said, “Go ahead cuntboy, taste yourself.” He wrapped his strong arms around me and I felt his harness against my chest as our tit rings hit. My tongue went wild…licking and consuming the pre-cum mixed with my Daddy’s spit until it was gone. “OK boy. Let’s get started.” he laughed. Daddy led me by my leash over to the table next to the bed. On the table I could see a cut straw and some six white lines lined up. “I like it old school to begin,” he chuckled. “You first, cuntboy. I want you flying. I want your cunt to take over. We’ll have those to start with.” “Yes, Daddy,” I responded. I bent down, grabbed the straw, and snorted a line. As I straightened up, I felt the initial sting of the crystals hit my nasal membrane. “Another cuntboy,” Daddy ordered, “Now.” The second was a snap. I could feel my skin begin to tingle. All these feeling came rushing in. Suddenly, I could feel the warm hunger begin deep inside me as I watched my Daddy do a couple of lines. “How you feeling cuntboy?” he asked. The ache took over. “Fucking hot Daddy. I need cock!” I begged as my cunt began to ache. Daddy pulled down on my leash and forced me to my knees. “Ok, cuntboy. Enough for now. The night is young. Down on your knees. It’s time to service Daddy.” He pushed my face to his engorged jockstrap as I dropped to my knees. “Lick it cuntboy. Show me how much you need my cock.” I began licking the leather, feeling his cock pulse within the enclosed pouch as I took in the scent of piss and cum soaked leather. I moaned as the craving intensified in my cunt. I wanted to feel his cock inside me stretching out my cunt lips as he fucked me. I needed it…more than anything at the moment. I needed to feel his cum feeding my cunt. “That’s it cuntboy. Show me how much you want this. A cuntboy belongs between a man’s legs.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! I’m your fucking cuntboy. Fucking cum hungry cuntboy.” I moaned as I continued worshipping his leather clad cock as the Tina took over my body. “You ready for my cock, cuntboy?” he laughed. “Tell me. You want my cock?” “Yes, Daddy. Please!” I moaned as I continued feeling the outline of his cock through the leather with my tongue. Suddenly, I felt Daddy’s hand on my shoulders and he pushed me back until my leash pulled tightly on my collar. I began to panic. I needed him. I needed his cock. Daddy saw the look in my eyes. “Don’t worry cuntboy.” He smiled as he pulled me up by my leash and led me back to the table, “You’’ll be servicing my cock but first let’s do another line. I want my cuntboy flying.” I quickly inhaled the line into me. As I was about to release the straw, an urge overcame me and I took the other one. Daddy laughed as he opened the drawer, pulled out a metal container. He removed a small bag and placed another line on the table. “Ah, my cuntboy is getting there. Good thing there’s more.” Daddy grabbed his leather clad bulge and squeezed...slowly removing the codpiece from his jock with both hands as I heard the snaps give way as he threw it aside. There it was…my Daddy’s thick cock jutting out. I stared at it as it pulsed…his PA rising and falling to the rhythm of his heartbeat as my mouth watered and my cunt ached…the thick veins on his shaft promising that my cunt lips would feel it as his cock entered my cunt. Then there were his balls…large and full of the cum I craved. “There it is cuntboy. Worship it. Show me you’re worthy of Daddy’s cock.” He demanded. I groaned loudly staring at my Daddy’s cock as I prepared for it to enter my mouth. I licked my lips and opened wide. I felt the metal ring, warm from my Daddy’s body, slide over my tongue as the shaft invaded my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly. As it continued down my throat, I willed my throat to expand and take it all. “Look at me cuntboy. I want to see your eyes as you take my cock.” Daddy ordered. “Blink twice to let me know you understand me and will obey.” I blinked twice knowing that I wanted to obey and serve my Daddy. His shaft continued entering as I began to breathe through my nose so I wouldn’t choke and be able to keep his cock in me. I felt his hands holding my collar as I felt the root of his cock on my lips. I had my Daddy’s complete cock in me. I was Daddy’s cuntboy servicing his cock and surrounding it with my spit and slime. I was in heaven as my Daddy’s cock was pulsing down my throat. We stayed like that for a while…Daddy stroking my face and chin encouraging me. “Good cuntboy. Hold it. That’s a good boy. Breathe. Breathe. You can do it. Don’t suck...just keep it there. I’m gonna train you to keep my cock warm in your mouth all night long. In the morning, you’ll take my piss before releasing my cock. You’d like that wouldn’t you cuntboy?” My eyes were fixed at his face. I wanted to let him know that I needed his fluids, his cum and piss in me. All the while, my cunt was radiating a desire and hunger. As I held his cock in my mouth, I could feel the hunger getting stronger and stronger…the need to be fed. “Now suck Daddy’s cock, boy. I know you want it.” I instinctively began to suck as I moaned. My tongue explored every inch of the cock I was allowed to worship...from the root...up past the pulsing veins...to the warm metal ring that topped his cock and back down. He moaned loudly as my lips closed around the thick root while my throat constricted around his cock. My spit worked to coat it for my hungry cunt. I pulled back and gently scraped my teeth along the shaft all the way to the head before grasping the ring with a tug and diving back down to repeat the worship of my Daddy’s cock. Suddenly, I felt his hands firmly grab both sides of my head and I felt him forcibly push himself in and out of my mouth again and again. He began to fuck my face. “Relax that throat, cuntboy. That’s it.” I relaxed my throat and eagerly accepted my place as his cuntboy...an instrument to satisfy my Daddy’s lust. He gripped my head harder as he began to slow the thrusts but the intensity of them remained. I knew what was coming. I was craving it...his cum....his fluids. “Getting close boy. Don’t worry. I’ll be feeding that cunt of yours too. This is only the first feeding you’ll get tonight.” As he pulled out, he held my head firmly with his cockhead on my tongue. I felt his cock spasm and I began to milk his cock for all it was worth. “Fuck cuntboy! Take my cum!” Daddy yelled as the cum gushed into my mouth as I tried not to spill a drop. “Don’t swallow it boy!” he ordered, “Just hold it there for now.” I hesitated. I could taste the delicious cum. I wanted his cum and have it become a part of me. “Show me boy. Show Daddy how much cum you milked from his cock.” I began to open my mouth but felt the cum begin to spill out. I paused but then lifted my chin and I opened my mouth presenting the load of cum that I had received as I looked dutifully into his eyes. “Beautiful cuntboy...Now swallow. Taste your Daddy’s cum. Look at me.” Our eyes remained fixed as I swallowed. I felt the cum as it slid down my throat and I opened my mouth to show Daddy that I had taken all of it into me. “Good boy,” he laughed. “That was a great start. How’s that cunt of yours doing? Is it getting hungry?” My backside began to move rhythmically as he gently held my head. I couldn’t control it. My instincts had kicked in. “I see your cunt needs feeding.” Daddy laughed. “It won’t take long to get me ready to fuck you. But before that happens, I need my cuntboy to take my piss. I want you even more fucked up when you take my cock. But first, you need to clean my cock.” My mouth eagerly reached for his cock to devour the remains of his cum. My tongue worked his cock as he made encouraging sounds. Once he was satisfied that I had completed my duties, he released my head. As he pulled out, an emptiness overtook me. I longed to feel his entire shaft in my warm mouth and down my throat again. “Yeah cuntpig, time to feed on Daddy’s piss, but don’t swallow all of it boy.” Daddy’s veined cock glistened with my spit and throat slime as I kept my mouth open for his piss. I looked up into his eyes with a hunger as my mouth filled with the taste of his chemmed up piss and I swallowed but making sure I left some in my mouth at all times. When Daddy finished pissing, he pulled me up by my leash. “Give me some of that chem piss, boy.” Placing his lips to mine, I fed him the remaining chem piss. “How was that?” he asked, “You like my piss, cuntboy?” “Fuck yeah! Daddy!” I smiled as I wiped the remaining drops of his piss and spit from my lips with my hand and greedily licked it up. “Good, cause I’ll be feeding it to you every day. You’ll be my urinal from now on cuntboy. Now it’s time to see how hungry that cunt is.”

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

No pics unfortunately. We fucked a few more times mainly after work. Except one night we were both really horny, and his bulge in his pants was making hit hard to concentrate. In the end we took a break and went in search of a quiet place. We were walking down a hallway, when suddenly he grabs my hand and pulls me in to an office. He shuts the door behind us and starts kissing me. He takes off his shirt and I kiss down his chest and stomach I pull down his pants and his beautiful cock springs out to meet me. In one movement I take him all in my mouth, he let's out a "oh fuck" moan. I keep sucking him off getting his cock and balls lathered with my spit. He lifts me up and tells me to strip, I take my shirt off, kick my shoes off, and drop my pants in no time. He picks me up and puts me on the desk and pushes me down, my legs go straight in the air exposing my tight hole to him. Before I know it he is rimming me and I love it. After about 2 or 3 minutes of him rimming me I exclaim "I need your cock inside me" that being said in one movement he pushes forcefully inside me going balls deep. I let out a loud "OH fuck that feels good" moan, he puts my legs over his shoulders grabs my legs and pounds the fuck out of my hole with no mercy. I'm surprised we weren't caught because I wasn't exactly being quiet. After about 10 minutes straight of hard pounding he exclaims "OH FUCK I'M GOING TO CUM" with 3 hard pounds he erupts inside me. I could feel his cock pulsating as he is shooting his load balls deep inside me. He leans over and kisses me passionately and puts his head on my chest. We barely get our breath back when our pagers go off and we have to go back to work. I spend the rest of the shift with his load inside me.

Bout a half hour ago. The Man i mentioned in the post above. He's become a FB, albeit less frequently, about every 10 days. He loves to have His cock sucked and worshiped before fucking, which is a pleasure, it's a sweet cock, very thick. He's always clean and He is hairless on His cock and balls, which i really find sexy. i really was mesmerized by HIs cock today and got in the zone very fast. i was taking Him all the way and in my throat without much gagging and was able to hold Him there for long periods... which He really liked and was leaking precum a lot. His pleasure totally fed my lust and i rubbed His cock on my face so i could have His precum scent on me, i am still breathing Him in as i write this. After sucking Him for some time, He was ready to fuck me, so i was on my stomach. i don't know if it's the size of His cock or the size of His skill, but HOLY FUCK He had me practically screaming with pleasure. To me, every fuck feels incredible, truly, but HIs level of control and possession of me were way the hell up there... i was babbling like a crazed person, He had me so in His power. He too was naturally verbal, nothing contrived, so i knew He was really getting off and that of course doubled my pleasure. When He was ready to seed me, He announced and asked if i wanted, sorta got me to beg for it, and He reached a hand behind Him and was stroking my inner thighs with lube He had on HIs hands, and i just about climaxed when He did that. Wow, i'm so grateful, i've been bred twice in 12 hours, and it was not just a quick hook up, but an ongoing connection... which i really love, that fucks my mind too.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_kJ82Gkt7ZIQE Love to have a primal top like this!

Coincidentally, I hooked up with an 80 year old the other day and the rest area woods! He was more fit thatnI could hope to be. Told me his younger wife can’t satisfy him with sex just once a week so I sucked his nice 7 inch cock and got a small load out of him. He told me he already got off that morning. We chatted some more and he was quite interesting. People ignore elders are missing out on a lot!

PigSon & his PigDad - Chapter 10 Dadd Jake and Daddy Will continued pounding both ends of Adam, while Klaus was about ready to dump his second mean load into Kyle, when the four new arrivals entered the Fuck Room: Fernando (Dadd Jake’s and Adam’s tattoo artist,) Andre (Dadd Jake’s dealer,) and two guys responding to the announcement that Dadd Jake posted at BBRT. “I’m done with you, for now faggot! Keep that blindfold on if you know what’s good for you” crowed Klaus, as he yanked his 9 inches out of Kyle’s wrecked hole, felched out what drippings of his mean seed he could, spit it into Kyle’s chest, pulled up his black leather pants and retreated to the corner of the room, to torch his pipe. Andre and Fernando, having stripped naked, approached each end of Kyle’s sling. “That’s two loads for the faggot,” announced Klaus to Dadd Jake, as Klaus placed two marks on Kyle’s ass with the magic marker. Almost simultaneously, Dadd Jake unloaded into Adam’s throat, while Daddy Will shot into his hungry hole. “And that’s two for you, baby,” said Dadd Jake to Adam. Knowing what his daddy wanted, Adam swallowed his sweet load, and retained Daddy Will’s. “Daddy,” said Klaus to his Daddy Will, passing his pipe and torch to him, and referring to Adam and Kyle, both still very spun from their booty bumps, “These two cumdumps are the main event here tonight, and when those two (referring to Andre and Fernando) are done with the faggot, I wanna fist their holes. Makes it easier to keep piss charging the both of them in the tub, as well as piping them, to keep them chemmed up. Or are we slamming them too?” Daddy Will replied, “Jake and Adam have never slammed, and they didn’t think Kyle should be at this event, having just started piping earlier today. Replied Dadd Jake, torching his pipe, , “They’re spun enough to enjoy your fist. I think piss charging and piping should be enough. And we can always (booty) bump them again.” Andre and Fernando wanted to play with both Adam and “fresh young meat” Kyle, and anyone else, in the comfort of Jake’s (larger) bed. The two other guys, Tom and Evan, who were hovering around Adam, were all in for that idea. Jake’s master bedroom, larger than the Fuck Room, was the best place for group play. Two other older guys, Jimmy and Fred, meanwhile, responding to the BBRT post, came up the stairs, hoping for some action. They asked for Jake, to let him know that there was a policeman, on the front porch, responding to Old Man Merkle’s complaints, requesting he come down to see him. Adam, loving the moment, sharing his torch and pipe with Kyle, who kept his blindfold tied to his jockstrap, asked him. “How you holding up, bro? I’m a whore and loving it. We’re gonna have a busy night, being both cumdumps and pissdumps to all these pigs. I don’t know about some of these strangers here, but there should be enough tweakers to keep us piss charged too. Hahaa.” Kyle, as spun as Adam, working the pipe, replied, “I’m just a big a whore as you and I want to be fucked all night long.” Adam, telling Fernando, “I sent you copy of the idea I have of that lower arm tattoo sleeve that both my daddy (Jake) and me want to get (image attached.) It needs more crystals and clouds added and it’s only one side right now. It’s pipes as space aliens, hiding in the crystals, under the clouds, being attacked by spaceships, that look like bottles of poppers, with a blue flame trying to torch their heads. There’s only one spaceship right now.. It’s kickass!” End of Chapter 10

I’m torn. I agree it would be great to follow the journey. But the short story is so perfect with a brilliant ending in its current state that an extension might dilute its power and intensity. Sometimes, less is more. That said, on balance, I’d happily read further chapters…

Well put. Thank you And for everyone, remember this is only a story, the amount of chems in this story would probably kill someone so please don't think this as a guide to the chemsex side. I have done the PNP side, it has it's fun and place, it also has it's dangers It is meant for reading only, and of course to aid you in getting off.

Nice beginning.

Chapter 9 continued… Dadd Jake had also selected two shards (image below) to shove up Adam’s and Kyle’s pussies. Three guesses who would get the bigass jagged one? That’s right, newbie negative Kyle, who after enduring its burn, will be so spun out and willing to accept ANYTHING up his hole! Fuck yeah! The bedroom adjacent to Dadd Jake’s, the “Fuck Room,” contains two slings, two “fuck benches,” and cabinets of assorted “nasty pig” tools, props, playthings and lubricants. Adam has gotten to know it well. Kyle would soon. Adam and Kyle were already settled in their own slings, on their spun young backs. The room had everything you’d ever want for your pig fucking needs and wants, except for condoms. The sign outside the door read, “STOP. Men at Work.” Another sign read, “All cash or shard donations accepted in Jake’s room, next to the bong. Deadbeats not appreciated!” Dadd Jake administered the shards to both Adam and Kyle, both wearing nothing but identical black and white “Nasty Pig” brand jock straps, then ordered Kyle to “shut the fuck up,” regarding the severe burning the bigass jagged shard was causing. “It will go away shortly,” said Dadd Jake to Kyle. “After that you’ll be in pig heaven, boy.” By now, the (German) skinheads, 28-year old Klaus and his 55-year old daddy, Willhelm (Will,) who contributed $100 to the coffee can AND a good sized shard to the tray, had arrived to The Fuck Room and were ready for some release. Klaus, a bitter, spoiled and angry young man, sporting a blonde crew cut, closely cropped beard, black leather vest and black leather pants, selected Kyle, as he lowered his pants and tossed a blindfold to Kyle. “Put it on, faggot,” yelled Klaus to Kyle. Then Klaus, pulling a couple pairs of handcuffs out of his rear pockets, attempted to flip Kyle on his stomach, and shackle Kyle’s right arm with his right leg, and left arm with his left leg. “NO HANDCUFFS, Klaus! We’ve discussed that and agreed already, shouted Will. “But Daddy,” whined Klaus, “This faggot is so spun up from his jagged bigass shard, he wont care!” “NO Klaus, NO restraints!” ordered Will. “Oh Daddy. You never let me have anything.” Dadd Jake, murmuring and chuckling to himself, could be heard saying. “Daddy knows best, you dumbass.” Will, having removed all of his clothes, torched up his meth pipe, and after taking a few hits, passed the torch and pipe to Klaus, who greedily sucked in and blew as much meth cloud as he could. Daddy Will immediately began to spit into and tongue Adam’s hungry hole, while bitter Klaus yelled to Kyle, “Get ready faggot for some pain!” Kyle, blindfolded and already starting to spin, and loving to be fucked, and shooting a big load, replied, “fuck me, sir .” Klaus, ever angry at anything, and this time for simply being called “sir,” would show no mercy, shoving his 9-inches into Kyle, using nothing but his own spit, and little at that. Daddy Will, on the other hand, having topped Adam twice before before, knew what Adam liked, and more importantly, loved how Adam knew how to treat an older top, by looking straight in his top’s eyes with his erotic “nasty comments,” this time being, “Fuck me you dirty old whore, before that old Tina Dick of yours goes limp!” Loving the challenge of Adam’s “insults,”Daddy Will, replied “takes one to know one, you little shit,” and pounded his puss harder with his 7 inches. “Oh fuck yeah, you old whore! Fuck me daddy. Gimme that dirty old seed of yours.” Adam loved talking nasty to older tops. In fact, to all tops. Daddy Will and Adam had developed great rhythm, each pounding into and toward each other with every thrust. It wouldn’t take long for Daddy Will to dump into Adam. “No Tina Dick here, bottom bitch, crowed Daddy Will. Adam’s Tina Dick, however, would just dribble some precum. Meanwhile, tired of Kyle’s screams of pain, anger-issue Klaus, twisting and thrusting his 9 rock hard inches into his tender likely bleeding pussy, yelled to Kyle, while continuing to pound him, “Shut the fuck up, you tweaked out faggot! Everyone outside of this whorehouse and trap house can hear you!” At the moment, Dadd Jake, now stripped naked, strapped a ball restraint in Kyle’s mouth, and went over to his boy Adam, jamming his hardening 8 inches down Adam’s hungry throat. “Adam is a true Tina bottom slut whore,” proclaimed Dadd Jake to Daddy Will, still pounding Adam’s other end. Hearing Kyle’s screams (of both pain and joy!) next door 90-year old neighbor and busybody, Old Man Merkle, Fred Merkle, finally had enough, contacting the police to file complaints against Jake, saying “I’ve had enough of next door neighbor Jake Craddick! Day and night, homosexual men coming and going! Screams! Drug use! And I know for a fact that the boy across the alley, Adam Fillmore, and at least one friend of his, whom I believe his name to be Kyle, are in there right now! Do something! Child endangerment, I say!” Looking out his front porch, Old Man Merkle would notice four middle age men knocking on Dadd Jake’s front door, all looking for a piece of Adam’s and Kyle’s asses! End of Chapter 9

We still hook up, although he was gone for a few weeks over the Christmas break. He's on PrEP now and since Monkeypox fizzled out he's ready to start having sex with more guys. I'm planning a party soon so his ass will be introduced to some of my friends, all of whom love skinny twink bois. His ass will be sore for a month after that because he is going to get more dick in one night than he's had his entire life. He'll also get his first black cock and black booty. Just got to get it all setup.

I was feeling a tongue exploring my body, a bearded mouth in my sweaty pits. “Let’s give it a bit more time” I heard. I didn’t know really what was wanted from me, but I was willing to take whatever would be given to me. Someone sat by my side of the mattress while I was still lying on my back, my legs kept open by a hand. I felt legs placing themselves between my thighs, a cock rubbing my hole. “Look at that, told you that slut was already full” someone said. “Go for it, man. Don’t think he’s gonna give a lot of resistance”. A dick was thrust deep inside. It wasn’t even painful, I was relaxed already, my hole could take anything. I couldn’t tell if that dick was thick or not. It just slid right in, with the help of the loads I had previously been given. “This feels great, loose and sloppy, man!” It wasn’t long before I got another load. I heard whispering that I couldn’t understand and some shuffling I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Next” I heard from the guy sitting by my side. “Do you want some?” The question was not addressed to me. Following his lead, guys were taking turns. I don’t know how long it had been, how many guys had shot in me, maybe 2, maybe 10, but the second pill started to kick in. Another rush of heat, another rush of intense sweating. I was feeling insanely dizzy this time, a little nauseous too but I had eaten nothing in hours. My legs were hurting but they were still being maintained firmly open to whoever wanted to shoot their cum in my ass. The dizziness was so intense, I was falling in and out of consciousness, without passing out. I was hearing discussions, but no one was addressing me. I had definitely become just a hole. I was in no way capable of understanding fully what was being done to me, let alone resist.

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.

Back story young top hit me up on an app, met up and surprise his cock is a thick uncut forearm. He apologized and said if I couldn’t take it and wanted to go he’d understand as guys can’t take him. Anyway, I did, lol, but said my poppers were old and if I had fresh he could rail me as hard as he wanted as deep as he could go. He was skeptical Last night I messaged him I just got a fresh bottle of poppers on a trip out of town and of course he asked if he could fuck me. I of course said yes. Needless to say he was fucking amazed. Slid in and suprise! My ass swallowed his thick dick balls deep with just 1 squirt of lube. Fucked me in several positions then had me straddle him. He was concerned he was hurting me so I assured him he was good and I grabbed the base of his cock, pulled back his foreskin and drove him as deep as I could as fast as I could and held him there grinding against his hips. His eyes rolled back thrusting as I rode him meeting his thrust driving him as deep as he could go. Then he was like oh fuck I’m cumming, fuck fuck I’m going to cum. He bred me deep and held my hips pressing himself hard against me. Said to let him recharge in my hole and he’d have another go. Then started talking about how amazing my ass felt wrapped around him both loose like nothing then tight. So I of course slowly started rocking and squeezing my hole muscles more. The look of shock on his face. He was like omg what are you doing? That’s fucking amazing, omg that feels amazing. How are you doing that? No one has ever done that it’s like your ass is jerking my cock off, fuck…cue eyes rolling back again and I feel his cock filling my hole resisting the squeezing. Round two was underway and a bit harder and rougher use of my hole once he realized this daddy could take him, all of him without an issue. He rolled me over and really pounded me until his moaning changed louder. He was slamming hard against me the bed banging and him yelling a deep primal guttural sound…..then load two was dripping from my wrecked hole. He could not stop talking about how he’s NEVER had anyone take his cock like that and he had never cum like that in anyone ever or had anyone jerk him off with their ass or an ass that just lubed it’s self. (Side note when fucked my ass lubes and gets wet like a pussy idk why) . He asked if I liked it and if I’d come back this dude is 10+ inches he’s at least 8” thick and cums fountains. Nice kid too. Always glad when this DILF can show a young guy what his big cock can do in the right hole 😉 and yes, we will be fucking again. A lot! Haha

Finally I have another good one to share 🙂 A few nights ago I started talking to an older guy who really tried to convince me to get picked up in his car so he could fuck me (I couldn't host). I was just not in the mood for it so I put him off. The next day he picked it right back up and was telling me he could pick me up and take me to his office. I thought it sounded hot but I didn't want to get picked up.. luckily his office was just a mile from campus so I walked over after my last class. His "office" was a single room with paper thin walls between a conference room and another office that I think/pray was empty. It was like fucking in my parents house. Even while I was sucking him I was thinking about my technique so I could be as quiet as possible lol. Between his low hum moaning and the loud as fuck conference phone I actually had to focus to not laugh. The conference phone actually came in clutch because when we started fucking we were able to get a little more confidence making noise. He fucked me over his desk but he was a good bit taller than me so I ended up getting all the way on his desk, on my stomach legs spread side to side, balls and ass hanging off the edge. It was the PERFECT spot, I could tell it felt amazing for both of us. He found a good rhythm and just fucked me like that for almost 15 minutes but the conference call ended and it got dead silent. That was kind of a bummer because we had to finish going really slow and with no noise. But it was so hot feeling him load my ass quietly as I assume the conference room next door was emptying out. There was nowhere to clean up so I figured I could walk a mile home squeezing my cheeks but halfway through I felt it started leaking so I cleaned up in a McDonalds before it started dripping down my leg :x

I add last stage of syphilis and it’s whas hard for me lost of Vision my lower leg pain 10/10 and after months of treatment it’s still detectable in my blood for life so when I tested positive for hiv it’s whas easy compared to syphilitique

Love cbt. Need it on a regular basis.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_lYPr9UsrtY0y I like how he plants his seed balls deep in his boy pussy!

My biggest fantasy is having a sub gainer pig to feed, fatten and breed. Starting with a skinny guy but feeding him up and getting him so fat that all he can do is lay in bed and have me use him. A 700-800lb pig for my use

The cool thing about gh's is everything important is concentrated in just one place: right through the magic hole. If you like skinny guys, and the guy on the other side of the gh is beefy, you won't know or care - all there is for you to concentrate on is the Cock/balls. If you like beefy guys, and the other guy is skinny, so what? All there is to care about is the Cock/balls, and you won't know or care what the rest of the guy is like. It's all boiled down to the most important thing: servicing the Cock and nothing else. Mating with the Cock when it pumps sperm down your throat or up your gut. Glory holes concentrate the lust for mating with Cocks/Holes into the most elemental thing about raw pigsex - it's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm, and the rest is the frosting on the pigcake.

7. Nathan It was turning into a productive morning. I had set up the details for Jason's Saturday afternoon and evening and I started to edit the pictures of Jason. I went through all of the pictures I had taken of Jason once more. I neeeded to find three or four perfect images for Thomas's website. Within a few minutes of starting to look at the pictures of him, my cock was throbbing again, even though I had given Jason upwards of six loads over the past 48 hours. All I could imagine was breeding him again, giving him another load of my poz cum, and feeling his warm body next to my own. I knew some of this was the virus thinking for me. It had infected my brain and was now making the decisions for me. I didn't really care. Jason wanted to be infected just as much as I, or the virus, wanted to infect him. It was a perfect match for us. I hoped he would be able to keep up with my needs even as inexperienced as a bottom as he was. He would also need to keep with the demands of my friends on Saturday. I worried that he might have to stop before the last of the tops had been completely satisfied. I was exhibit one in this situation. I was trying to restrain myself from calling him right then and telling him to come over now. I wanted to fuck him again so badly. I needed my toxic jizz to land inside of Jason and to change him forever. I need to make him mine. Jerking off was hardly an option to satisfy my lusts. Around noon, I took a break from the photos and got something to eat. As I was sitting down with a sandwich, Jason called me. Before I even picked up the phone, I knew I was going to ask if I could fuck him again that afternoon. I asked how his morning had gone. "Well, I went to the gym," he said, then fell silent. It was a strange silence. He didn't seem very enthusiastic about the gym. I thought his workout had gone badly but the silence suggested something far more complex. "And? Good workout? Or is something up?" I asked. "Oh. The workout was fine. But. Well. Um." He was trying to figure out how to say something, but I couldn't tell what it was. "But something happened in the locker room afterwards," he finally said. "What was it?" I asked. He paused again. "Well, two guys fucked me in the steam room," he said. His voice was almost a whisper. And then a silence again. "It wasn't completely willingly on my part," he said. "Fuck. You ok?" I asked. I couldn't believe it had happened to Jason. It seemed unreal and distant. It wasn't the kind of thing that could happen to a man like him. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said. "I think. But, can I come over? I don't want to talk about this over the phone." "Of course. Or I can come there, if you want." I wanted to be near Jason, to comfort him. I was certain that sex wasn't going to be part of the afternoon, but suddenly, I didn't mind. I wanted to take care of him more than anything as simple as getting my cock into his body. "No, I'd prefer to be at your place," he said. "Well, you're welcome here any time." I realized I was serious. It coalesced in a moment. I wanted Jason to be a permanent part of my life. I wanted to always be around him. I wanted to take care of him and for him to care for me. "Thanks. I'll be over in a few minutes. This means a lot to me." I said good bye, and we hung up. I thought that maybe I should quickly jerk off before he came. He probably wouldn't be in the mood to get fucked this afternoon, and it was going to be hard for me to think about much else than getting my cock back into his warm, cum-filled hole. Knowing that there were two more loads inside of him only made me hornier. However, he would be over far too soon for me to be able to get off. And, a few minutes later, he was here, knocking on my door. He was wearing a tight-fitting t-shirt and a hoodie, and a pair of shorts. I let him in. I tried not to stare at his ass as he walked in, but failed. All I wanted was to get my load up there and mix it in with the loads from the two men at the gym. As I closed the door behind him, he turned to me and gave me a kiss. I allowed myself embrace him, but still found my hands exploring, reaching down his back and grabbing his ass. "It's good to see you," he said, breaking off the kiss. He made no move to escape my embrace. "It is." Further, Jason didn't seem to mind my hands grabbing his ass. I didn't stop. We wandered into the living room, and sat down on the couch. "What happened?" I asked. "Are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?" "Yeah, I'm fine," he said. "I was in the steam room, and two guys came in. One of them covered my head with a towel, while the other started to fuck me. Once he came, they switched positions. And the other one fucked me." "Damn. You sure you're ok?" My cock had another question it wanted answered. I gave into its demands. "And did he use a condom?" "Yeah. I'm fine really. I mean, I think if I had resisted at all, they would have just called it a joke, and gone away." He was silent for moment. "But," he started, then trailed off. "But? What?" My cock was getting stiff, tenting up my shorts. I shifted slightly, hoping Jason wouldn't notice my involuntary reaction. "Don't worry. Just tell me. I won't get angry." "Honestly." Another pause. "I liked it. I was hard the entire time," he said. "And, to answer your question, no, they didn't use a condom. Or pull out of me." "Are you scared about it at all?" I asked. I quickly realized it was a stupid question. He had been eagerly taking my poz cum up his raw hole with no complaints. He knew the risks, and had embraced them. "Not really. Should I be?" he asked. "I mean, what we have done has been incredibly dangerous, right? And that's fucking amazing." "True," I said. He was staring at me, running his eyes up and down my body. We were silent for a while. I was afraid he had noticed my erection. "You're sure you're ok?" I asked. He reached out, and put his hand on my crotch. I couldn't hide my erection from him any longer. "Yeah, I'm good. But you? You're turned on by this, aren't you?" "Yeah, I am," I said sheepishly. His hand on my groin had been electrifying. My cock was now hard as a rock, and I was starting to dribble pre-cum into my shorts. Jason stood up, letting his shorts fall slightly. I could see the narrow band of a sports jock exposed between his t-shirt and shorts. And he also had a noticable bulge in his shorts. "Honestly, it's a turn-on, knowing you have other guys' jizz in you right now." He was standing right in front of me. He turned around, and dropped his shorts. His ass was perfectly framed by the two white straps of his jock. I could smell his sweat and a bit of sex and jizz coming off of him. "Fuck another load into me, Nathan? Please? I was so scared that you would be angry for letting another guy fuck me. That you wanted to keep me all for yourself." "Not at all. An ass as perfect as yours should be shared. I needs to enjoyed by as many men as possible." My face was right in front of his ass and I had been inhaling his heady scent too long already. I couldn't resist and dove in, pushing between his muscular cheeks. I could taste his sweat, my cum and the strangers' cum on his hole. I wanted to get him loosened up again quickly. I had to get another one of my deadly loads up his hole. I coulnd't wait too much longer to do it. "Damn. That feels good, your beard on my hole." He was moaning in pleasure as I rimmed him. I didn't say anything immediately in response, instead, I just kept licking around his tight, warm hole. He continued to moan in pleasure. Neither of us could hold off long. He would soon be begging me to stick my cock back inside of him. And I needed to be inside him again. I needed to breed him again. "Please, Nathan. Fuck me," he said. "I need you in me. I need your beautiful poz cock inside me." "You want to get fucked again, boy?" I asked, stopping my rimming long enough to speak. "You want my toxic rod in you, don't you?" I was playing with my poisonous cock through my shorts, despite my urge to stick it back up Jason's young hole. "Please man, give it to me," he pleaded. "I need your cum. I need more of your virus in me." I didn't need any more encouragement. I undid my shorts, and let my cock spring free. "Fuck me hard, Nathan." "You need any lube? Poppers?" I asked. "I think I've got more than enough jizz in my hole for now," he said. "But poppers would be nice." I stood up behind him, letting my cock slide in between his cheeks. My spit was more than enough to let it glide along his crack easily. I wrapped my arms around his broad chest, feeling it expand with each breath. "You have no idea how much it turns me on to know that you have other guy's jizz in your hole," I whispered into his ear. "Do you know if they were poz as well?" "I don't even know what they looked like. But one of them mentioned his 'potent jizz'" I nibbled on his ear, my cock still nestled in his crack. "He was poz, Jason. That's three infected men who have fucked you raw." "I thought he was. And god, it felt so good when they came in me." "Let's go to the bedroom. I bet you're itching for more virus-laden cum in your hole." "You have no idea," he said. I released him from my embrace. He stepped out of his shorts, and pulled off his t-shirt. I followed his jockstrapped ass into the bedroom. My own shorts fell to the ground on the way. He jumped into bed, getting on all fours. I dove in behind him, shoving my face right back into his ass. I licked his hole, as he grabbed the bottle of poppers from the bedstand. I heard him do a hit from poppers. As they took effect, he pressed his ass up against my tongue, letting me press into him. I could taste the other men's cum in his hole, kept warm by his body. "Please, Nathan. Fuck me hard. Make me sick and infected. Let me spread your disease." His begging was just what I needed to hear. I kneeled between his legs, and lined up my cock with his ass. I didn't bother asking for permission to penetrate. I knew he wanted it and I couldn't hold back any longer. I shoved my stiff rod into him, feeling his hot ass envelope and and encase my penis. Sliding deeper into his hole, I felt the other men's cum lubricate my cock's journey. It was an intense feeling, knowing that this boy had been so hungry for dick he had let strangers breed him and he hadn't even resisted. As my shaft slid into Jason, I had to fight from shooting my load right then. I wanted to take my time. I needed to enjoy every stroke in and out of his hole that I could. I wanted to make sure I rubbed all of the cum in his ass, forcing his body to defend against each of his invaders. "Please Nathan, not so hard," Jason asked, as I started to pound his hole. I knew he was probably feeling this fuck; he was still a novice bottom and needed some experience on taking cock up his ass. But I was in heat. I needed to breed him, I enjoyed being able to pound his ass hard, and I didn't want to go slow. "I'm not sure I can," I said. "Hit the poppers again." He did another hit, which helped him relax. I felt him leaning into my fuck. He was letting me get as far into his hole as the two of us could. "You want to get infected, right?" I asked him "Please man. You have no idea how I am craving cum right now. How I am craving HIV. Craving your virus." "You wanted those strangers to be poz?" I asked. "Oh fuck man. I wanted them to be sick. I almost begged them to cum in side of me." "Sweet, twisted boy. You showing off that ass on the street? Going to let in anyone who asks?" "Yes, sir. Anyone gets to fuck me now. Especially if they are positive." He was really working my cock, squeezing his ass and trying to milk another load of toxic cream from me. "I love fucking your neg hole, man. I want to get you sick. And I really want to watch you spread it." I was dripping pre-cum into his hole. Seeing him underneath me as my cock driped the virus into him was a rush. I had total control over Jason, and I loved it. I knew he would do almost anything I told him to do: he would let any man I wanted use him sexually; he would take any load I told him; and he beg for it the entire time. Later, he might regret it, wish he hadn't given me so much power, and given up so much. But for now, I was in control and he had let me have it willingly. "My cock feels so fucking powerful in your hot hole," I said. "You ready for another kill shot?" "Please Nathan. I want your virus in me. I liked those strangers, but really, I want you to be the one. I want you to infect me." Jason paused long enough to do another hit of poppers. "Fuck me. Breed me. Infect me. Kill me." I was already on edge, and his words pushed me over. I got my cock in deep, leaned over his muscular back and nibbled on his ear. "I'm cumming," I said, as my cock began to leak semen. This orgasm wasn't the explosive shot I was expecting. Instead, my cock was a fast IV drip, providing a constant steady stream of deadly semen into his hole. "It's a big fucking load," I said. "Please man, give me every drop you can," he said. "Get me knocked up." Deep in this hole, I could feel the strangers' cum mixing in with my own. From what Jason had said, I was pretty sure they were shooting toxic loads; I wondered if their sperm was more virulent than mine. I had been taking meds for a while, and my virus was under control. It was good for me, but not so good for Jason's desires. "When I'm done, your ass will be dripping massive toxic loads of spooge." I concentrated on the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of his wet, sloppy hole. I needed to spread my slime along the entire length of his ass. I made sure that no part of him was safe from me. This orgasm went on forever. I was surprised at how long it took to drain my balls. It was not a bad thing; it was what both of us wanted: a long, messy orgasm coating Jason's hole with sperm. As I slowed down and my cock started to soften, Jason spoke. "Damn, that was a big load. I could feel it filling me up. I can still feel it inside of me." I tried to catch my breath, and didn't say anything at first. I let my cock fall out of his ass, then laid down next to him. He laid down beside me, resting his head on my chest. "Thanks Nathan. I needed that." He was playing with my chest hair, and teasing my nips. "Me too. I wasn't sure how I was going to make it through the afternoon without shooting a load." "Would you have jerked off?" he asked me. "I didn't want to. I want all of my cum to go in to you." "Me too," he said. We rested there for a while, both of us catching our breath after the fucking. Jason also had the pleasure of getting used to another load inside of him. "Nathan?" "Yes?" I replied "Are you healthy?" he asked. "I mean, are the drugs working?" "Yeah, they are. I'm in great shape." I hadn't missed a dose in years. "Won't that make it harder for you to infect me?" I was silent for a moment. I hadn't gone on a drug holiday for in a long time. It seemed unreasonably dangerous. But now, I wanted to stop taking my meds. It would only take a few days before my viral load would start to shoot up, and my cum would be especially dangerous. "Yeah, it does," I said. "On the other hand, it also means I get to fuck you even more frequently." "Yeah, I suppose that's true." "Although, I could stop taking meds for a bit. My viral load would shoot up pretty fast." As I was saying it, I could feel my cock begin to throb. I still needed some time before I'd get hard again, but the thought of shooting high viral-load scum was definitely turning my crank. "But afterwards, the drugs may not work any more. Resistance." "Would you do that? For me?" Jason asked. He was staring at me with his brown eyes. Looking into those eyes, it was hard for me to refuse him anything. "For you? Yeah, I would," I said. "But I need to talk to my doctor first." "I understand." He leaned over and kissed me. "God. I can't explain how this has taken over my life. All I want is infected sperm inside of me. All I think about is you fucking me raw." "I understand. It was the same way when I was trying to get infected." I had worn Alan out, trying to get every drop of his cum into my hole. It wasn't until the fuck flu and the positive test result that I finally wanted to take a break and top again. And after, I was an unstoppable top for months. If it had an ass, I wanted to fuck it. Alan said that the virus affected our brains as much as our bodies. It changed us just enough to make sure that the virus got transmitted to as many men as possible. I believed it. I rarely got as hard as those raree times I was balls-deep in a negative hole. When a guy was actively trying to get me to infect him, my cock was in a permanent state of semi-erection. Especially when it was a guy like Jason, I could spend my entire day in bed with him. I would do little but make sure that every drop of my cum was getting into his body. "So, it's not just me being a sick, twisted fuck?" Jason reached down and started to play with my cock. Despite just having shot two loads into him; one earlier in the morning, and the other a mere few minutes ago, his touch was magic. I felt my shaft start to stretch and harden. "And wanting your raw infected cock in my ass all the time?" I reached down and put my hand between his ass cheeks. He was warm and wet and some cum dripping out of his hole. I stuck a finger into his hole, pressing in as far as I could. "Well, you are a twisted fuck, but that's something you should be proud of." I could hear the squishing of jizz in his ass, as I fingered his hole. It seemed to drive home how quickly he had turned from a top to a cum-hungry bottom. "How long have you been barebacking?" I asked him. "Well, the first guy I fucked was in sophomore year of high school. I did him raw. And I guess I haven't ever really looked back." I wondered who was the lucky man he had first fucked. Or if he had ever used a rubber since then. "Who was the lucky man?" "He was a senior. We were both on the wrestling team. I had noticed he got a boner whenever he practiced with me." He continued to fondle my penis, and I was responding favorably. "Keep that up, and you're going to get fucked again," I said. "Raw and hard. And I won't pull out." "Then I'm not going to stop." "What happened?" I wanted to know how Jason had managed to bed down the senior. He continued. "One weekend, I ended up at his house after a meet. His parents were out for the afternoon. When we started to change out of our singlets, I had popped a bit of a woody. He noticed, grabbed it, and started to stroke me." "What did you do?" I asked. "I let him. All of us on the team thought he was gay. And I knew I liked guys. Not that I had told anyone. He was actually pretty hot, a stocky, hairy guy. And I was a horny teenager, jerking off two or three times a day. One thing lead to another, and before long, we were in his bed, vaseline slathered on my cock, and my cockhead against his asshole." "Was it his first time?" "He said it was. But he knew what to do far too well for it be his first time." "And you? Was it your first time?" "Yeah, with either a guy or girl. Not that I've had much experience with girls. Actually, any experience with girls." "And you shot your load in him?" "Yeah, I did. I didn't last very long. It felt so good, so warm and tight. From the moment I was inside of him, I knew I wasn't going to pull out." "You get to fuck him again?" "Yeah, We ended up fucking for a few more months. We never really talked about it, it just happened. We'd usually end up at one of our houses in the afternoon or evening, and I'd get my cock in his hole." He paused for a moment, still playing with my cock. "He never tried to fuck me. Or really anything else. I can't remember if we ever even kissed. He went away for college and we didn't talk much once he was away. He ended up staying at school the next summer." "Did you ever use a rubber?" I asked. I was beginning to think that Jason was kinkier than he first appeared. But, my cock was now stiff and starting to drip. I had better things to do than imagining him in black leather in a dark and sleazy sex club. It was time to get him back on his back, leg in the air, and my cock deep in his scummy hole. "Not really. Whenever a guy would ask me to use a rubber, I'd try to get him to at least let me stick it in raw. Of course, once I was in him, he'd be cool with going all the way." "Fuck. That's nice. You're really going to enjoy being poz. And going bareback all the time." "Well, I think I will too. But there's a very important thing that has to happen first," he answered. "What's that?" I asked. He was very serious. I wasn't sure what needed to happen first for him. "I have to get infected." He smiled, and gave my hard cock a squeeze. "And right now, you're my primary source for deathscum. Hell, into tomorrow, my only source for the virus." I grabbed ahold of Jason's waist, and wrestled him into position. He gave no resistance and quickly, he was on his back and his legs were up in the air. I got right between them, my cock now rock-hard and nuzzling up against his hole. He grabbed the bottle of poppers, and did a hit. "Fuck me, Nathan. Fuck me hard. Fuck me raw. Fuck me with your deathdick," Jason said, both his voice and his body begging me to be back inside of him. "Breed me. Infect me." I slid inside of him, letting the full length of my cock enter into his cum-soaked hole. I knew I wasn't going to be as quick to shoot this time. My balls were finally feeling drained, and it would be a hard, enjoyable slog to orgasm. I let myself rest my full weight on Jason, letting him know just how much I was in control here. "Fucking love being inside you, Jason," I said. We kissed and he pushed up against me, making sure my cock was deep in him. "I love filling you with my toxic sperm." "I can't seem to get enough of your cum," he said, in between kisses. "Your deathcum." It turned into a slower fuck than we had ever had before. Instead of hard, frantic shoves into him, we were now slow and deep, feeling the other's skin against our own body. I was getting to feel his butt in the most intimate possible way. My raw cock was sliding in and out of him, nothing between the two of us. "Every drop of cum I have, I'm going to give to you," I answered. Deep inside of Jason, my cock was thrusting in and out. I wanted to work every drop of jizz into his body, making sure that all of my sperm and virus and all of the strangers' sperm and their virus would infiltrate behind Jason's defenses. These tasks demanded a long and slow fuck, and I had little fear I would cum too fast. Jason seemed to understand our jobs, relaxing a bit under me and allowing me and my cock do our jobs. We continued to kiss and run our hands over each other's bodies. Jason's hands found their way down to my ass, and he grabbed it, pulling me deeper into his hole. We kept up the fuck for quite a while: at leas thirty blissful minutes. I could feel his ass getting hotter and hotter as the sperm got worked into his holes. Finally, Jason asked me, "Are you gonna cum soon?" I noticed that each time I pushed back into his hole, he winced slightly. I remembered the fuck the previous night. I had pushed him further than I think he was ready and prepared to go. It had only been a few short hours since that intense fuck, and already he had no chance for recovery, since he had been pounded four more times since then. "Is it getting to be too much?" I asked. I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted our fuck to last all afternoon. It was a prime opportunity to really work over his ass, to make him take my cock, and to shoot my jizz in deep. "Yeah, a little bit," he said. He took another hit of poppers. "But, this is what I signed up for." He waited for the poppers to hit. "I don't want you to stop, if you don't want to." I was conflicted. I was enjoying being inside of Jason's ass, and didn't want to pull out. I knew that it was also important to rough up his ass, ensuring maximum absorption of all the semen and the deadly payload it carried. But I didn't want him to get too sore. I needed him ready for anything. He had to be able to take the men I had planned for him the next day. Most worrying, he might be able to take the men, but then be too sore afterwards for me to properly enjoy his jizz-filled hole, fucking him the rest of the night, with an option for the next morning. "Just a few more minutes," I asked. It was going to be hard for me to cum that quickly, and I'd have to fuck him hard and deep to get off. But he needed every load I could give him. Now, I needed to cum as well. "I'm going to have to fuck you hard, though. You think you can manage?" "I'm going to try. I'll do my best." he said. "And Nathan?" "Yes, Jason," I said, giving him a quick kiss. "This is something I give you freely. Don't stop, even if I ask you too. I need your cum, even if I say otherwise. I'm giving you my ass and my body. Don't. Stop." The emphasis on the last two words was unmistakable. Intellectually, he knew he was ready and willing to be well-fucked and bred deep. He was committing himself to it, scared he wouldn't have the strength to go all the way. "Don't worry," I said. "This part will be over soon. And I hope it hurts just enought." He did another long hit of poppers. I knew that he was going to be hitting the poppers frequently, trying to push the pain out of his head. I slowed down enough to make it easy for him to huff them. As he put down the bottle, I pushed back into him deep. The long stroke made my cock twitch in pleasure, feeling his hot, almost dry hole envelope my cock. I knew he was going to need some lubrication soon, and hoped that lube would be my cum. Jason was twitching and moving frantically trying to find a good position, trying to relax under my relentless attack. His muscles were trying to fight against me trying to push me out of his ass. I stopped thinking rationally and I let my cock take over my actions. I gave myself over and let the virus-infected parts of my brain guide my desires and actions. I wanted to pass my illness onto this handsome, strong and virile young man. He needed to be infected. He wanted to be infected. I was the man that would make it happen. "Just a bit more. Just let me shoot inside of you," I asked. "We both want my toxic jizz in your hole." "Please Nathan. Don't make me suffer," he pleaded. "Your cock hurts. Not so hard. Not so deep." These pleas only turned me on more, perverting all the thoughts in my virus-ravaged mind. I slammed my rock-hard cock into his defenseless ass. Jason struggled against my penetration, but I could tell that he was conflicted. His brain was aware of the damage I was inflicting, but his heart wanted this more than anything else in the world. His rock-hard cock, sandwiched between our bodies, also belied any pleading on his part. It dripping out pre-cum, helping to glue our bodies together. I ignored him and I just kept up my hard thrusting into his hole. "I gotta get in deep, Jason. I have to seed you. You want that, don't you, Jason?" "Yeah, I do," he said, once more admitting to his own dark desires. "But I'm not sure I can take it much longer." He did another hit of poppers. As he was about to put the bottle down, I took it from him and did a hit myself. "You ready for my spunk? My toxic, deadly spunk?" I said, as the poppers began to drive me forward relentlessly to orgasm. "Please man. Don't do this. Let me take a break. And then I'll let you do anything you want." "Anything?" I asked. I shoved my cock back into his tight, hot hole, eliciting a wince and moan from Jason. "You're absolutely sure about that?" "Please man. I just need to rest for a bit." He was starting to struggle a little more, adjusting his position to keep me from getting too deep. Despite his squirming around, his trying to avoid my fuck, and his obviosu discomfort and soreness, his cock was still rock-hard. "I can't take this any longer." "Just a bit longer, Jason," I said. "Your ass is so fucking hot, milking my cock. I know how much you need my load." "Please, Nathan. Stop. I need a break." He was fighting against me more. Even though he was bigger and stronger, his position put him at a distinct disadvantage to me. I leaned in, over him, forcing my cock deeper into his hole, and my tongue into his mouth. "Just a little bit more," I said, in between kissing him. "I want to breed your hole," I continued. He shook his head no, but also made no move to try to push me off. "I need to breed you now, Jason." "It hurts, Nathan. I can't do this." "I know it hurts," I said. I realized that I was getting turned on listening to him begging for me to stop. I was pounding his hole harder, even as I knew it was hurting him. "But you can do this. You have to go through with this. You need me to seed your hole." "God, it hurts though. This is difficult," Jason said. There were tears in his eyes. I was throwing a remarkably hard fuck. Even an experienced bottom would have had problems. Jason had almost no experience. I held the poppers under his nose, and he took a long hit. "Please?" he asked me, one last plea for mercy before the poppers took effect. I shook my head no. I knew that this would be an especially effective fuck, since his ass was tender and sore. My semen, my sperm, and especially my virus would be able to straight from my cock and directly into his body. "I need you to take this load. This has to hurt in order for it to take root in your body." I did a hit from the poppers myself. I could feel my cock throb, and I knew I wasn't far from shooting. As the poppers took effect, Jason stopped struggling quite as much. "Not so bad now, huh?" I asked him. "I don't know. Your cock in my hole fucking hurts. But you're right. You have to breed my hole. I need you to infect me." "You really want it boy?" I grunted, shoving my cock in hard. "Give it to me," he begged. His face telegraphed the pain and discomfort, but his voice was full of the need and desire. "Take it, Jason. Take my dirty load," I whispered. My cock was throbbing, pulsing, shooting my deadly jizz into his defenseless hole. "Nothing to protect you, Jason. And now I'm cumming inside of you." "Fill me up, Nathan. Make me your poz son." I was barely coherent at this point, only thinking about the pleasure of my cock. I was pounding his hole hard, spreading every drop of my toxic cream along the length of his hole. I knew that each stroke would feel like a hot poker up his ass for Jason, but I didn't care. All I wanted was to spread my seed inside of him. I wanted it to take root in his young and fertile body. "Not so hard, Nathan," he begged. I had thought I was getting close to the end of my orgasm. But hearing him beg me to slow down gave me a second wind. Another powerful spurt from my balls landed deep in Jason, and I did my best to smear it against the delicate walls of his butt. That elicited another wince of pain from him, which in turn, made me shoot another jet of sperm into him. "Just take it, Jason," I said. "Just fucking let me breed your hole." I had one more thrust of my cock and spurt from my balls before I collapsed on top of Jason. Kissing him deeply, I tried not to pull out too soon. I wanted to feel my cock soften and slide out slowly. It would be one last attempt to work my virus into Jason's body. As Jason recovered from our fucking, he also returned my kisses. "Thank you, Sir. Thank you, Nathan," he kept repeating. "I needed that load. I needed you to rape it into me." "I know, Jason," I said. My cock was starting to slip out of his hole. "Don't loose any of that cum," I said, as my dick fell out from his hole. I reached down, and felt it close up. His cock was still hard as a rock. "You need to get off?" I asked. "Or are you going to save it for tomorrow?" "Fuck, I want to get off so badly. That was amazing. But I need to save it for the morning."