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Letting him sleep after several days of hard work gave me a rare chance to give myself a closer look, and, it did not disappoint. Realizing the boy was 18 made me conscious of the fact that I was bound to see changes in my appearance soon enough, but, not today, death - my skin remain smooth and golden, taught over my big muscles, unfairly developed given my lifestyle (thank you, tren), and being 6'5" meant some of my best attributes would be there till the end. This body - and, yes, this big fucking dick - were more than just something to look at and love, they'd been how I paid the bills for the longest time. But, no more - the boy was the breadwinner now. And, holy fuck was he winning big. I'm not much of an accountant, but I know that he had gotten about $500 worth of t up his hole this week, and that we'd made about 20 times that amount in selling up his hole. By day five, he just didn't want to stay up - disappointing, really, there was more $ to be made. But, I relented in the end, and gave him the break he probably deserved. Karma rewarded me for my kindness, however, as I felt my phone buzz and saw a new, wealthy customer was back in the game. "Is he ready? I hadn't placed much hope in getting follow-through from this guy. He was pretty fucking hot himself, and didn't seem like he'd need to pay for sex. Also, he was more than 1000 miles away, and it seemed more likely he was engaging to get some kind of thrill from simply discussing the details of his interest. And the details - wow, they even made me blush, and I've seen a thing or two. "I want him really fucked up. Loosen him up with T, then overload him with g... I want his eyes closed" It didn't seem an especially practical request - if the boy was too sleepy, it might be hard to get him ready for the next customer. But by a happy coincidence, or reward for my generosity, we'd reached that place organically, and that I could profit from it was now just a bonus. "I'll pay $20k" Fuck! This was turning into a good day. I couldn't believe my luck. So much so, I decided to push it a bit more... "20k for him, $5k for me, it's a package deal. Bring your own favors" "ETA 15 minutes. Send ping" I haven't been intimidated in years, but the man that arrived at our door was something else. He had at least two inches on me - and he was even better looking in person. At the rate he was paying, I would have let basically anyone walk through the door. But this guy wasn't someone who needed to pay for sex - he just needed to pay for this kind of sex, and I was happy to oblige. We walked back to the room, and the boy couldn't have done a better job of presenting himself to advantage. He was fully naked, flat on his belly, one knee pulled to his tight midsection, his perfect ass (probably his only well developed muscle) catching the light and presenting itself with confidence. The man-god smiled, and began to strip. For the first time, I began to think my luck had run out - his penis was so fucking thick, I was worried that the boy would wake up, it was bound to hurt, hurt like fuck, even with the abuse he had taken this past week. Somehow, I didn't think this man would be gentle either. "Woah, dude, great cock, but, you know, it seems a little intense..." "Shut the fuck up. Grab my bag" His 'bag' was an incongruous fanny pack, with the usual suspects, and then - of course - some maximum impact. This guy had either done this before, or planned it out for a long time. He had me spray it on a pair of his underwear till soaked, and I was positioned at my boys head, clearly there to make sure he didn't slip too far into consciousness. Man-god took a rock the size of my finger nail and stuck into his piss slit - HAWT! - before shoving his dick into the boys ass - as expected, this lead to an immediate response. "Ow! Dad what's happening? It hurts?" "Shh... here boy, take a good sniff" The maximum impact helped him relax and drift off again, and I saw the face of our client make its first smile. We continued this rhythm for a good 15 minutes, each time the sensation became too intense, I'd give the boy another sniff and he'd fall back asleep... I could only hope that his hole wasn't taking any permanent damage. "Wet that again, I'm ready for part 2" he said "What is part 2..." "I SAID wet it, again, now" I hadn't been told what to do in years, and fuck it if my ass didn't twitch for a second. I got that thought out of my head quick - the boy was special, he could take it. This guy would land me in the ER if I tried to take his dick. When I had his soaked underwear back at the boys head, I began to realize what part 2 was, and I almost passed out myself. His massive cock was briefly out of the boys hole, though still connected by a thick strand of - cum? he had somehow cum and kept going? It was soon replaced by his fingers, and then, probably the biggest fist I'd ever seen. Still, it was probably only *slightly* larger than the girth of his dick, and the boy didn't react too much more than he had been prior. "Good boy!" the man-god said, his smile now broad and persistent, as he proceeded to punch in and out, in between revealing the most insane gape I had ever seen. "I think you're ready now!" Ready for fucking what? What more could there be? In an instant, he opened his hand inside my boy, and shoved his massive, thick dick right down the middle, jerking himself off in the boys now (irreparably?) wrecked cunt. At this the boy woke up and there was no getting him to calm down with a sniff. Man-god noticed, but seemed prepared. "Loser, bag, again. A small pouch on the side" The small pouch made his intentions obvious, and I didn't wait for instructions. I poured the powder in a neat line on my dick - hey, may as well work for a tip! - and told my boy to sniff. Within a minute, he was in such a deep fucking k hole that even the massive dick being jerked off by a massive fist in his hole receded in the distance, no longer painful, but a diffusely differentiated pleasure, his body pulled into the stars and all sensation amplified yet never closer than arms length. For the next hour, he said nothing, did nothing, and the client pushed the absolute limits of what his body could take. When he was finished, the boy had fallen asleep again, and seemed no worse for wear - although I had few expectations that he'd be walking anytime soon. "You've done well with him. I will be back" And just like that he left, but not before placing a stack of bills on the table. FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS. Well, hard to argue he didn't earn it.

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 6 - New shop assistant The next morning Sam skipped lectures again and came straight to the shop and put on his uniform - just jockstraps. During the day, he sold fetish clothes, dildos, butt plugs, whips and penis rings to men of different ages. Almost everyone wanted to test their purchases before making a purchase decision in the fitting room, and Sam was eager to help them with that. Already at noon, Sam's hole was already well opened and slippery. When Sam squatted down to take something from the lower shelves, fresh drops of cum oozed from the hole. In the afternoon, Jonas came to the store straight from school. George had promised to consider organizing a private event for 20-year-old Jonas. George had said that he only organizes them for employees, so Jonas would have to work at the store to earn the event. Jonas had promised to work as an unpaid sales trainee. George gave to Jonas the same jockstraps that Sam was wearing. Your most important job is sales promotion and customer service. Your task is to enrich the customer's imagination so that he buys as many different products as possible. "I'm sure a lot of customers want to test products with you, so you better be well prepared. Have you cleaned yourself up inside today," asked George. "Yes I am. My boyfriend fucked me in the morning," said Jonas. "Good, so you already have sperm in your hole, so no artificial lube needed," replied George encouragingly. "No, we used a condom," said Jonas. Between the shelves, Sam showed what can be found on each shelf and how to use different sex tools. Sam also tried to gently hint to Jonas that not all men might want to wear rubber. He didn't dare to say directly that none of the men had ever even mentioned the use of rubber. Soon the boys heard that the store's front door opened, meaning a new customer had entered the store. Sam showed Jonas an example of how to treat customers. Jonas followed silently from the sidelines. Sam greeted the man who had come to find himself some new jocks and lube. Sam first introduced the jocks and then Sam suggested the man a lubricant that mimics real sperm. Sam also suggested other products to the man, such as penis rings and anal spreaders. In the end, the man had chosen the products and said he still wanted to fit Jock straps. Sam led the man into the fitting booth and closed the curtain behind him. Jonas was left alone between the shelves. After maybe 15 minutes, the front door opened again and a muscular and tall man, clearly over 60 years old, entered the shop. He told Jonas that he was looking for a new leather harness. Jonas led the man to the fetish clothing section and started presenting the options. The man quickly found a model that pleased him. The man also wanted to look at leather jockstraps and asked Jonas which model was the hottest from Jonas. Jonas showed jocks with a big zippered pouch on the front. The man said it was the right choice. I'll take those too. Jonas remembered that he also always has to try to sell the customer something else, so he asked if the man would be interested in buying handcuffs as well. The handcuffs were the first thing that caught his eye from the fetish shelf. "Well, I'm really interested," said the man enthusiastically. It was Jonas's turn to lead the man to the fitting room. On the way there, he saw that Sam had led his own customer to the counter to cash out. After about ten minutes, the man who led Jonas to the dressing room came to George and Sam at the sales counter and brought the harness, jock straps and handcuffs to the counter. I'll buy these. You have a really smart new salesman here, said the man to George. When the man had left, Jonas also arrived at the counter. Jonas told George and Sam that the man had handcuffed Jonas to the radiator's water pipe and fucked him roughly with a raw cock. And finally injected the sperm directly into Jonas's guts. The man hadn't asked at all where Jonas wanted the sperm or if he could go in raw. Jonas had thought that in customer service work he could not question the customer's choices. But now he has a stranger's sperm in his ass for the first time in his life and it feels confusing. Sam wanted to correct that it wasn't the first time, because yesterday he had slipped the butt plug first in his own hole, which already had several men's sperm inside it. So yesterday, along with the butt plug, at least small amounts of unknown men's sperm had already moved into Jonas's ass. George wanted to stop the sperm discussion and stated that Jonas had done exactly the right thing. The man had made the most expensive purchase of the day so far. Jonas has proven his own commitment to customer service, so George promoted Jonas from trainee to sales assistant on the very first day.

When Debra, an ex-girlfriend who is a professional photographer, asked me to model for an erotic photography shoot, I agreed without telling my wife. Debra explained it would be a gay scene. I told her I was a little uncomfortable about the whole thing, but she promised my face wouldn’t be shown and the sex would be simulated. Sire, I had often fantasized about doing it with another guy but I was happily married and had enjoyed a completely straight sex life. Besides, the modeling fee was good, and we needed the money since I had just started graduate school. I showed up at Debra’s apartment and met Mark, the other model. She had told me he was openly gay. He was extremely good looking and well built. I noticed he had a very sexy rope tatoo around his thick bicep. When I took off my clothes, I was thinking about how it would feel to have Mark’s strong hands touching me, and I got quite hard. Debra smiled when she saw my erection, saying it would add to the realism. Mark was hard, too, and I saw that his cock was longer and thicker than mine. Debra said she wanted us to wear some props. She gave Mark a leather biker cap and studded leather wrist bands; she gave me a rainbow pride ring and snapped a leather dog collar around my neck. “There, Andy,” she said, “now you really look like a bottom.” I blushed beet red. Then she handed each of us a studded leather cock ring. “This will help you stay hard, sweetie,” she said. I remembered that she used to call me that when we were dating. Mark stood very close to me. Debra instructed us to hold each other’s cock. I had never touched another man’s penis before. His grew even harder in my hand, a sensation I found strangely pleasurable. He closed his eyes and smiled, and I heard him grown softly. He started to stroke my dick, gently but firmly. I felt myself trembling with excitement. I was surprised at how aroused I felt. “OK, guys, let’s get started. Mark, I want some shots of you sucking Andy’s cock. I’ll be behind you.” Mark got on my knees and proceeded to give me an amazing blow job – much better than anything my wife could do. I heard Debra’s camera clicking away. She moved around to the side and came closer. Mark’s face would be clear in these photos, but he didn’t seem to care. “Your turn, Andy.” When she saw me hesitate, she said I should just fake it because she would be behind me. She told me to run my hands up Mark’s well-sculpted abs so she could capture my pride ring. I was just inches from Mark’s hairy crotch. Debra came to the side, holding the camera very close. “Sweetie, do me a favor and just kiss the tip of Mark’s dick, OK?” I don’t know whether it was Mark’s delicious manly aroma or my desire to please Debra, but I did as she said. Then, without her saying a word, I opened my mouth and began to lick the head of his dick. “Oh my god, that’s perfect!” Debra exclaimed, taking more photos. I tasted Mark’s precum and found I really liked it. As Debra encouraged me, I slowly took more of his cock into my mouth until I felt him hit the back of my throat and gagged. “That’s OK, sweetie,” she said. “I used to gag, too. It takes practice. You’ll learn.” I wasn’t sure what she meant. Next we moved from Debra’s living room into her bedroom. At Debra’s direction, Mark and I lay down on her bed, with me on the bottom. As Debra coached us for her photos, I felt Mark’s cock rub against mine. “That’s great,” she said. “Very realistic.” I started to breathe faster. I even moaned a little. Mark said that made it easier for him to stay hard. When he kissed me, I didn’t try to stop him. In fact, I opened my mouth and nobbled on his tongue. Debra kept taking pictures and telling us what a great job we were doing. Next Debra said she wanted some shots of Mark licking my ass. I got on my knees and I felt Mark’s strong hands spread my ass cheeks. His tongue quickly found my puckered hole. He started on the outside, then I felt his tongue probing my opening. I felt little electric charges radiating from my ass through my entire body. Debra leaned in to get close-up shots. I clutched the pillow and moaned with pleasure. Debra told me to lie on my belly and instructed Mark to lie on my back. I spread my legs apart. I felt his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks, and the sticky moisture of his precum. Suddenly the room seemed very warm. I was panting hard now. I thought about my wife and was really glad I hadn’t told her about the whole thing. “Listen, guys,” Debra said. “This just won’t do for the close-ups. It isn’t convincing. I need you to try just a little actual penetration. Please. I really the shot. Mark, here’s some lube.” Then, to me, “Sweetie, just relax a bit and soon I’ll have what I need.” I nodded; my mouth was too dry to speak. I didn’t know what was happening but I knew I wanted to feel Mark inside me. He put some lube on his finger and worked it into my ass. He was very gentle. I felt a warm sensation and my body trembled. Then he put some lube on the head of his cock. He asked Debra if he should use a rubber but she said the photos would sell for a lot more without it. “Andy, is that OK with you?” he asked. “I guess so,” I answered meekly, without thinking. Then Mark placed the tip of his cock against my butt hole. It stung and I tried to pull away. Debra leaned close, put her hand on mine, and said softly but firmly, “You can do this for me, sweetie.” Mark leaned forward and licked my ear, then told me to kiss him. I did as he said, and our tongues danced together. It was intense and suddenly my back passage opened to him. My body seemed to be responding without my will. I heard myself moan loudly. The warmth and fullness were exquisite, unlike anything I had ever felt before during straight sex. “You like this,” Mark said. I nodded. He went deeper, then deeper still until I felt his public hairs against my butt cheeks. High-pitched, girlish “ah!” sounds came from my mouth. Debra kept snapping pictures. Soon Mark was thrusting in and out. He was grunting and calling me obscene names like “cunt” and “faggot.” I loved how excited he was. “I’m taking your manhood, Andy,” he said, a note of triumph in his voice. He pulled my face to the side and kissed me forcefully. I opened my mouth and let his tongue explore mine. I kept kissing him as I felt him explode inside me. “And now I just bred you and made you my bitch,” he grunted in my ear. It sounded so masculine and sexy when he said this. And then I felt an odd orgasm, tingling throughout my body, and a little cum oozed from my cock. My whole body quivered. It wasn’t like a regular male orgasm at all. Debra was delighted. “That was amazing, boys!” she exclaimed. “I never realized how hot two guys together could be.” As we lay there, breathing hard, our bodies covered with sweat, Mark whispered in my ear, “I would love to see you again.” I said yes without hesitation. Then we kissed, more tenderly. Debra looked at me and said, “Sweetie, I think you may be a fag. And now you even have a boyfriend.” I did not reply. I just lay there. I was too confused. I thought I loved my wife, but this was the best sex I’ve ever experienced. Debra may be right. My wife still doesn’t know about the photos.

Sitting in Avatar 2 and get a Grindr message from a 22 year old no pic profile title “I need head”. Asks if I’m in the movies, said he was too. To meet him in the bathroom. He let me in his stall. Totally hot tatted, hairy, cubby, straight looking guy. Already hard as a rock, great cock. Took about two minutes to drain his load down my throat. Back sitting in my movie with a he taste of his cum in my mouth. Was so hot and unexpected.

I love doing this. I started taking loads through pornnbooth gloryholes in high school and quickly graduated to holding my fuckholes up to the hole between loads and waiting for the next cock to use my hole to jerk themselves off. its a good place for us community cumdumpsters to learn what we really are.

The other day I pulled into my local ABS prepared to submit my mouth to any strangers needing service. I was informed by the clerk that I was banned from the store (and it's sister store). The reason: I was too much of a cumpig. It was grossing people out when I licked cum off the floor or drank the cum from used condoms. Is it just me, or is it odd that people in a setting where virtually unlimited sex acts go on are grossed out when I eat some cum? Almost every person that walks in eats cum or has there cum eaten.

Marc and I had fooled around together when we were in college. He had a tight muscular body from being on the wrestling team, and I used to get hard watching his matches. He filled out that singlet well leaving nothing to the imagination. Marc was of French descent, but had some North African blood in him somewhere, so he had a nice tan and dark hair and eyes. He was bi, I guess, and I often jerked off outside of the bedroom door, listening to him plow some pussy. After the girl would leave, I would clean off his cock with my tongue and if he was good for another round, I'd let him fuck me raw and give me his second load. After college, we parted ways and stayed in touch at first, but lost contact after he moved to LA. We exchanged Christmas cards and through them, I followed his life. He got married and had two kids. Then, went through a messy divorce. I had moved to the city and was moving upwards in my business. I had also continued to fuck around with guys, and eventually started dating a really cute guy, Patrick, who was both taller and more limber than I as he he had no body fat and a tight torso. He also had beautiful buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. I met him working out at the gym and we hit it off. He was a romantic at heart and was my first real relationship. After fooling around together and seeing other people on the side for about a year or so, we decided to become monogamous. We had always worn condoms before that, and after being tested, decided to give them up. After a few Christmases together with Patrick, the cards from Marc stopped. By this point, Patrick and I had been together for about five years. We still had a very satisfying sex life and I didn't think either one of us was looking for anything else. Out of the blue, I got a letter from Marc. In it, he explained that his divorce had been terribly painful. His wife had discovered him fucking the brains out of her brother, left him, and took everything. Marc spiraled out of control and had had slept around with a bunch of guys and girls. Someone had given him HIV along the way. In his letter, he gave me a new phone number to call if I wanted to catch up. Of course I called him. He was planning on coming back East to start again and wanted to know if he could crash on our couch until he got his life back together. How could I say no? Patrick and I met Marc at the airport, and I hardly recognized him. Although he still had an amazing chest and abs, otherwise he showed-up looking like a ghost of his former butch self as he had lost a lot of weight. We went out for dinner and drinks and headed home to get him settled in. We were all a bit drunk as we made up the sofa bed and showed him where he could stash his clothes. Our tiny one bedroom apartment meant that we would be seeing a lot of each other, and Marc promised to respect our privacy as much as possible. That night, Patrick crawled up next to me in bed and asked me all about Marc, what our friendship had been like in school and what the sex had been like. He was getting worked up as I told him about taking Marc's loads and other risky things that I would never do any more. Patrick was getting turned on and started fingering his ass. I was getting turned on myself, but reminded Patrick to keep it quiet so we wouldn't disturb or embarrass Marc. Patrick pushed me onto my back and climbed up onto my dick, sitting down on it without lube. At first, he managed to keep his moans low and quiet, but as his rocking got more and more intense, the headboard started banging into the wall. I'm sure Marc knew exactly what was going on. I wondered if Marc was jerking off at the door like I used to do when he was fucking some chick. I gasped, as quietly as I could, filling my lover's ass with my load. Patrick pulled off my dick and lurched forward filling my mouth with his cock, driving it into my throat as he came hard. The next night, Patrick asked me more questions as we were climbing into bed. What was Marc's cock like? How big were his balls? Was his ass hairy? We both got turned on again and it ended about the same way, only this time, Patrick didn't even try to keep his voice down. He did wind up with a cummy hole and I wound up with his load in my stomach. This went on for a few nights, until about a week later, when I noticed that Patrick had not fully closed the bedroom door. I could see the light from the living room through the crack. Our foreplay continued with Patrick asking how hard Marc would fuck. What did his cum taste like? Did his balls slap my ass as he fucked me? From his angle, I knew that Patrick couldn't see the door. Had he left it cracked open on purpose? As I was fucking Patrick, I noticed a shadow in the doorway and I knew it was Marc. I knew he was hearing the filthy questions Patrick was asking about him. 'Did Marc ever rim you? Did he pull on your balls?' Knowing that this POZ stud was listening and may be jerking off to our lovemaking made me so hot. I blew my wad deep into Patrick's hole as he shot all over my chest. The next day at breakfast, I asked how Marc how he slept. He said he had a hard time getting to sleep, but drifted off after watching some great porn. I wondered if the porn he mentioned had been me and Patrick. Marc winked at Patrick, and I saw Patrick shudder. When Patrick got up from the table I could tell that he was hard. It got me hard to know that Patrick was turned on, but my stomach twisted a little thinking that Patrick was playing with fire. Flirting with a POZ stud was one thing, but leaving the door open, practically inviting him to witness our lovemaking was quite another. That night, I made sure the door was closed as we climbed into bed. Patrick climbed up next to me and started nibbling my ear. He then sat up and said that he was thirsty and was going to get a sip of water from the kitchen. He pulled on his robe, leaving it untied in the front, and left the room. I knew he was already naked and that Marc would see his body if he was still awake. I wanted to say something, but it was too late. I waited a few minutes for him and then got out of bed to see what was keeping him. Marc was on the sofa bed, propped up on his shoulders as Patrick was casually talking to him with his robe hanging open. I could tell he was hard as his cock pressed against the folds of open fabric with a bit of his pubes showing. They were whispering. Patrick looked as me and grinned like a kid getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I nodded at him and he said good night to Marc, following me into the bedroom. I lay down and realized immediately that Patrick had barely bothered to close the door. He dropped the robe and practically leapt onto me, pawing the sheets away from my body. Patrick bit my nipples hard and jerked my cock as he cupped my balls. He blew me for a few minutes and then mounted my cock. Usually, he faced me as he rode my dick, but this time, he faced away, watching the open doorway as he bounced up and down. It was only a few seconds before Marc's silhouette was visible in the doorway. He grinned at us and walked through the open door. I saw for the first time how much weight Marc had really lost. If anything, it made his uncut thick 7” dick look even bigger. I could not believe this POZ man from my past was standing naked in my bedroom as I fucked my partner. “You like to watch?” Patrick asked him. “Yeah. I like to watch. I like to do other things too...” Marc grunted in reply as he begin jerking his dick. I was about to say something, reminding Patrick that Marc was POZ, but just then, Patrick slid off my cock, swung his hips around so we were in a '69' position, whereupon Patrick shoved his drooling cock in my mouth. I protested as much as I could, but to no avail. From my position, I could only see Patrick's groin. I couldn't see what Marc was doing, but I had a good idea when I heard Marc say “Yeah man. Fuck yeah. Suck that cock!” I managed to pull myself out from under Patrick's body and saw him tongue-bathing Marc's POZ cock. I was so hard watching my allegedly monogamous partner swallowing another man's dick and loving it. Marc pulled his cock out of Patrick's mouth and spun him around so his ass was hanging off of the bed. He crouched down and ate Patrick's sweaty ass. I had been fucking Patrick already, so his hole was loose enough to swallow all of Marc's tongue. I stammered out, “If we're gonna do this guys, we should find some protection.” They continued as if I hadn't said anything. Patrick buried his head in the sheets, muffling his ears from my protests. Marc stood up and worked his drooling POZ cock over my boyfriend's bare, vulnerable hole. I crouched down beside them, trying to push Marc's torso away from Patrick's quivering ass. I placed my hand beside Marc's slippery cock and he placed his hand over mine, wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. He kept his hand there as he directed the head of his dick into Patrick's winking crack. I watched in horror as the tip of his cock disappeared between Patrick's cheeks. Within seconds, my hand was sandwiched between ass and groin. Marc held my hand there as he gradually picked up his pace until he was really fucking Patrick hard. I looked up at him and saw Marc's eyes glazed over with lust. He jackrabbited away at Patrick's ass as Patrick moaned into the pillows. As their rhythm quickened, Patrick started pushing back onto Marc's dick. “I'm gonna do it man. Gonna shoot my load up your hole. Gonna fill your pussy with my seed.” “Pull out, Marc! Don't cum in him!,” I urged, but Marc released my hand and pushed it aside. He drove in a few more times and held his hips there, shaking all over as he filled my boy's bare hole with his POZ seed. Even though I was mortified, I shot my own load all over myself. As Marc withdrew, a long string of cum stayed attached to his cock, only snapping when Patrick twisted himself onto his back, jerking is own cock until he sprayed his load all over his heaving chest. We all sat there panting. “What the hell just happened?” I asked. “The beginning of something wonderful,” said Patrick. He reached up and pulled Marc's sweaty body down on top of him. “Can he sleep with us tonight?” Patrick asked as he smothered Marc with kisses. What the hell had I gotten us into?

That's one of my favorite scenes. Just someone seeing an exposed hole and taking what they need to get off. And then another... and another... and another...

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 3 Jeff went to his room. His head was spinning. Cum dump - is he? He should be faithful to his wife and a good role model for his children. Now he's been letting almost-stranger men fuck his unprotected hole and let the men inject their sperm inside. Despite the shame, the thought excited Jeff. He put on the jockstraps Jack had given him and looked at himself in the hotel room mirror. He liked what he saw. Jeff washed up and went to bed, but the thoughts just kept spinning. It was already half past twelve, but Jeff couldn't sleep.. He tried to push out of his mind what Burt had said about the steam room and half the night. But he didn't succeed. "What if he just went to see if Burt's words were true," Jeff thought. At the same time, Jeff had already taken off his jockstraps and put on a bathrobe and slippers and was already in the corridor on his way to the spa department. Jeff left his bathrobe and slippers in the dressing room closet and wrapped a towel around his waist. At the door of the steam room, he realized that he hadn't even remembered to put on his speedos. Jeff entered the sauna and climbed onto the top bench. Burt had been right. The bench was filled with dark human figures that made room for Jeff. Jeff sat down between the two men. They sat there side by side. Intimacy in a dark sauna felt erotic to Jeff. He noticed that the men on both sides had their towels open, just like Burt had during the day. In fact, both men's cocks were fully erect. Jeff decided to be brave and opened his own towel and revealed his own rock hard cock. In a flash, he felt another man's hand on his cock. The man on the other side put his hand behind Jeff's neck and began guiding Jeff's head towards his crotch and hard cock. The man wanted a blowjob from him. Jeff willingly opened his mouth and let the man's sweaty cock slide deep into his throat. At the same time, he felt the man pushing his hand up his ass and towards Jeff's hole. "Ooh, your hole is already slick," said the man in a loud voice. The man grabbed Jeff's hips with both hands and forced Jeff to get up from the bench. With a very quick and powerful movement, the man moved Jeff onto his lap and sat Jeff directly on his cock. Jeff moaned in both pain and pleasure. The man said to Jeff, "welcome to the saddle and now it's your turn to ride". Jeff supported himself from the bench with his hands and raised his ass in the man's lap. At which point the man pushed Jeff back into the ball deep. This went on for several minutes until the man scrambled to his feet with his cock still in Jeff's ass. The man bent Jeff so that Jeff had to take support from the sauna bench with his hands. Now the man started to fuck Jeff's ass very hard until he sped up more and emptied his seed inside Jeff. The man thanked Jeff and pulled away. Immediately a new cock replaced the cock and started pounding Jeff's ass. Jeff took in the sperm of 9 men in the sauna. He couldn't even see any of their faces properly. He didn't know how old they were or anything about them at all. This anonymity excited Jeff. The facelessness kind of worked as a protective shield. He wouldn't have to look anyone in the eye while offering his ass to men. Then there was no need to feel ashamed either. The men seemed to leave the sauna as soon as they had emptied their balls. Soon Jeff was alone and left himself through the dressing room to his own room. It was twenty five minutes past midnight. The whole trip to the steam room had only lasted 55 minutes. The men had really only been looking for a place to dump their seeds. Jeff went straight to bed feeling completely exhausted and fell asleep immediately.

I had never felt anything like this before. I was completely letting go while also craving more and more sex. If I hadn’t been blindfolded still, I probably would’ve sent lusty looks through absentminded eyes. I would’ve let whoever was handling me and feeding me how much more I wanted. There was still this little voice inside of me saying that I was stupid. That I shouldn’t let a random stranger that I hadn’t even seen just feed me unknown substances. That I had to work the next day, that I was so fucked up, and that I didn’t even know what time it was. Was it 6PM Sunday? 2AM Monday? I was thinking that maybe my time for my room was up and they would kick me out. But I also thought that it was too late to care at that point. I had let him do whatever he wanted to me and that there was no turning back for me. ”Look at you, all fucked up. Look at your book all drenched in sweat. Gonna keep you here all night, boy” I heard while I was still being fucked. The burning sensation had gone. I was just feeling the heat, overwhelming my whole body. I heard a knock on the door, which was probably still wide open as I didn’t hear it getting opened before I heard “Time’s up for your room man!” ”I’ll be right up!” I heard. “Don’t move boy, I’ll be right back.” he added. “You guys can enjoy” as the sound of his steps vanished. I didn’t hear the sound of the door closing, it was still open, a dick took its place inside my sloppy hole, and a moan from a different voice I hadn’t heard before. I was mentally calculating that I had rented the room for 6 hours, which meant that it was 11PM. I realized it was my room, but that my handler was going to pay for the extension to keep me here. The little voice came back. He was going to pay for me to stay. He was going to get more control over me. That thought scared me a bit and I thought I should get out of here. But I was fooling myself. I was so fucked up, I wasn’t going anywhere. I realized I probably couldn’t even have walked two steps without tripping just to go to the bathroom. I realized there was nothing to do besides just letting go and just tighten my hole to show the stranger fucking I wanted his load. He obliged after a few minutes and shot his cum deep inside. “That’s beautiful” I heard. It was the voice of my handler. “I paid for another 12 hours, we have all night.”

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 6 - Jonas's Too Tight Hole The next day, Sam skipped the lectures completely and Sam worked all day in the sex shop on the store side. George had given Sam the new jockstraps first thing in the morning and told Sam to put them on. George thought jockstraps were a suitable uniform for Sam in the store. A bit stocky Sam in just jockstraps was a sure attraction in the shop. When there were no customers, Sam took care of the roulette business. During the day, Sam had time to take care of a whole bunch of men in the fitting room. Sam did realize what his job in the store was. It was so obvious. If a man buys a porn movie on DVD, he doesn't need a fitting room. Regardless, one man after another led Sam into the booth and loaded Sam's hole. George stated in the afternoon that Sam's transfer to the sales job has clearly increased sales. Sam suspected that George had been doing some marketing because there were clearly more men in the shop than usual. During the day, well over 10 different men seeded Sam. In the afternoon, a young boy came to the store, looking for a suitable butt plug, which he could use to make his own hole bigger. Sam mentored a young boy named Jonas. Jonas was only 20 years old, super skinny and of average height. A very beautiful boy. Jonas said that he is dating another boy of the same age. Jonas said that his hole is too tight and he would like to loosen it. Sam asked Jonas if he needed guidance on how to use the butt plug and at the same time led Jonas to the fitting booth. Sam pushed Jonas' chosen plug into his own hole. Sam moved the plug back and forth a few times in his ass until it was slimy with the cum. "Now it's your turn. Lower your pants and show me your hole," said Sam to Jonas. At the same time, Sam pushed the sperm-coated plug straight into Jonas's hole. Jonas howled in pain, but the look told that he was satisfied. Jonas pulled up his pants and Sam led Jonas to George and introduced them to each other. Sam told George that Jonas came to buy a butt plug, which is now already in Jonas' ass. "Jonas has a boyfriend, but the problem is that Jonas's hole is too tight. Would it be possible that Jonas could also go to a private event to make Jonas's hole a little looser?", Sam asked George.

Not Entirely My Story. I took a great story and took it the next level with strong POZ overtones. If this is not allowed in this FORUM. Please allow me to delete and carry on. Girlfriend's Brother Pozzes ME While She Is At Work. I had gone over to my girlfriend's house and we were to go to see an afternoon movie and then to dinner. Amy's brother Andy informed me that she was called into work until 4 because her manager was sick. Andy was just about ready to go swimming and he asked me if I'd like to join him. I started to decline as I didn't have a swimsuit and I told him so. He told me that had a few extra swimsuits and we went to his bedroom. All he had were Speedos and I was a little shy about wearing them. He finally talked me into it and while I chose the pair I wanted, and in a flash he was already changing, unashamed, as he undressed before me. He had a great body and I was a little taken aback by the fact that I had noticed such a thing. What really intrigued me was a biohazard tattoo he had right above his long thick cock. Amy had always said he was the black sheep of the family and they always spoke in hushed tones about whenever a non-family member was in earshot. I had no clue what it was other than he was more likely gay, but that did not bother me…all that much. I undressed slowly, hoping he would go on out without me and let me change in private, but he did not. I turned away from him slightly, but I could feel his gay eyes up my straight ass as I stood there naked. I turned briefly to snatch the Speedos from his bed, and I'm sure he got a look at my cock. Strangely, I stiffened at the thought. After dressing, we went to the pool and swam and tanned for about 2 hours. We wrestled a little in the pool and I felt his hand graze my package a few times. Each time letting it linger there a bit longer than the time before. I stiffened, again. "Amy should be home in about another hour," he said. "What do you want to do to kill time?" I told him I didn't know, but I definitely wanted to change first. "Do you need to shower or do you just want to dry off?" he asked. I told him I'd like a shower. This gave me an excuse to change in the bathroom, and maybe take care of this half a boner I had going on. When I got inside I realized I had a slight problem. I had tied the string in the Speedos in a knot, and I could not get it out. I told Andy and he happily agreed to help get the knot out. On his knees, his hands working only inches from my cock, he got the knot out in about 5 minutes. But not without incident, though. His hands occasionally brushed my cock and it reacted to his gentle touching, even if it was by another guy. He saw and felt my hardening cock and said, "Is it wanting Amy?" I just smiled, embarrassed. He got to his feet and asked for the Speedos, as he was headed for the laundry room. "Can I bring them after I take my shower?" I asked. He said, "I don't want to make two trips." I hesitated, and he asked, "Embarrassed by your body? Don't be." He took his Speedos off to show me that there was nothing to i exposing his biohazard tat again. "Well?" I took them off and handed them to him. "Thanks," he said, then kissed me. As he held me I felt his cock stiffen against mine. His cock was getting hard and so was mine. "Does Amy give head? I do," he said, and he stroked my cock my rock hard cock. He stopped, turned, and went to his bedroom. "Joining me?" he asked. I don't know why I did it, but I followed him. I followed him down the hall to Amy’s room. When I walked into the room where I had fucked his sister countless times. He was lying on her bed and I laid down next to him with his hard 8 inch cock pointing straight up. He rolled over and kissed me, then his lips began kissing my neck, chest, nipples, stomach, and then found my crotch. His right hand was between my legs playing with my ass as he licked my balls and cock. I thought I was going to cum before he started sucking me off. Pre-cum appeared at the head of my cock and he carefully licked it off. Then he started to take me down, little by little, until he'd swallowed it all. His sister did give head, but not like this. He was great and the apprehension I had was now gone. I could feel the orgasm coming, my cock ready to explode. His fingers slowly explored my hole with one and two fingers. He knew I was about to cum, too, and he removed his mouth and stroked my cock as my wad shot all over my stomach. I thought he was like his sister, a non-swallower, but he licked all my cum off my body while he slipped a second finger into my ass. Andy laid next to me, and I told him that he gave great head. He held my hand, then led it to his crotch. It felt odd having someone else's cock in my hand. "I want to get a nut, too," he said. "Are you going to blow me or am I going to have to fuck you in the ass?" I decided to go down on him, and I did it directly. No wasting time licking his balls or cock. I didn't really know what I was doing or if it was correct, but Andy was moaning, so I kept it up. He was doing most of the work, his hand on the back of my head, his hips thrusting, much like what I did to his sister. Suddenly, he pulled his cock from my mouth and shot his wad all over my face. He kissed me and licked it off. He got up and got a jar of Vaseline from his dresser. "I thought I made it clear I didn't want to be fucked," I told him. "No," he said. "I want you to fuck me," and he lubed up my cock. He was on all fours, waiting for me to enter him. Even with the lubricant, his ass was tighter than Amy's pussy. It felt so good. It was odd. I could feel my balls occasionally slapping his balls as I pumped, and when I came, I came inside him. "That was great," he said. "Getting fucked is better than fucking because of the stimulating of the prostate. Plus, I got a gift for you!" I looked at him quizzically, but he just ignored me and pushed me on my back. He lifted my legs, fingered and ate my ass. He had me moaning in seconds. I felt myself get close to cumming. He leaned in and kissed me with tongue exploring my mouth. He said that was hot as he leaned down and took my cock into his mouth and sucked me and cleaned me off. I was still horned up when he pushed a finger into my ass. I jumped at the invasion, but it quickly felt good. He looked me in the eye. “We have an hour. I want to give you my gift” he said meekly as he pushed a 2nd finger into my hole. I gasped and begged him for his seed. In a flash, he had his cock lightly lubed and as he slowly withdrew his fingers he pushed his thick cock into me. I felt so full, but it felt so good. I soon felt his trimmed pubes against my balls. He had all of his 8 inch cock in me. He pistoned his meaty cock deep into my ass. I begged for his seed. “Ask for my gift” he insisted. I wondered what he meant, but I begged him for his present. “I want your gift,” I exclaimed as he slapped my ass hard. He jackhammered his raw cock in my ass. I was breathless. I held my legs up from behind my knees. I try to spread them as wide as possible to give him all the access he needed or wanted. “Give me the gift” thinking I was asking for his seed. He jackhammered my hole. I could feel myself wanting to pee. He was hitting the spot in my cunt that I had never felt before. He buried all 8 inches of his poz cock into my hole. He shouted out that he was pozzing my faggot hole. I came all over us. I never came hard in my life. I literally shot cum over my face hitting the headboard of the bed. We both laughed at my eruption. He laughed as he bred me. We were so entrenched in our love making that we did not hear the front door open and in the doorway was Amy with her fingers in her panties watching her brother breed me. I could feel his cock expand, pulse and shoot his tainted load into my virgin ass. I laid there breathless as Andy’s cock retreated from my soon to be pozzed hole. When Andy rolled off he saw his sister fingering herself. “I guess we pozzed another one huh sis” he quipped. I heard two things that made my eyes pop open in a flash. The fact Amy was watching us and he had just pozzed me. I tried to cover myself up, but I realized my clothes were in Andy’s room. I tried to rationalize what just happened and did Andy say “pozzed another one”. I asked him what he meant, and that is when Amy spoke up. “Yeah, we are both poz you see those notches in the bed post” I looked at the notched post there were at least 15 on her bedpost. She said, “there is one for every boy that Andy and I have pozzed in the last 2 years. Ever since, we had a 3sum with our poz daddy and he pozzed us both.” “our goal from that day on has been to poz as many straight acting fag boys like you” she said matter of factly. I slumped my head knowing she was right. I had been secretly craving cock for a while. I just needed a push out the door. I reached over touching Andy’s face and thanked him for his gift. I climbed back on the bed on all fours and asked him to fuck me doggy to make sure it took. Amy grabbed her dildo and sat in her chair and watched her brother breed her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend with another poz load. Wouldn't you know it, he was right. That statement got me curious and I let him fuck me. Afterwards, we showered together, toweled each other off, and then kissed. He grabbed my cock and whispered, "I'll let you know when she works again," and I enjoyed my relationship with him as much as with Amy. Do you think I should do a part two? Let me know what you think. Feedback is greatly appreciated so is hot chat. Joey I am a bareback slut who is surprised he is not poz yet

Anyone know if Trades Hotel is open and still has its 'Room to Roam' policy? I fancy spending a weekend somewhere I don't have to get dressed or go far to find holes to unload in.

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

It’s been a while since I’ve posted but my husband and I have recently moved. New location , new dick. I have my fair share of regulars here and get cum when I want but we’ve made some friends and play together with one of them. It’s supposed to be exclusive but still… now I have my husband and our buddy to cheat on. The other night I was home alone. Prime opportunity to cheat. The first guy was a bust. Lied on his Grindr profile and wasn’t my type. I went over to his place to swallow his cum but had to leave. I hopped right back on Grindr and found a married guy who happened to be in the area. He needed to hookup quick since he was headed home. I quickly made it back to my place and got ready for him. Unlocked the door and waited naked on my knees, sniffing poppers. His profile didn’t do him justice. He was a little chubby but hot af. I quickly undressed him and started sucking his cock. Now, he know I was cheating on my husband but I didn’t know he was a cheater until we were talking. He told me to get up and show him my ass so I did. He asked what my husband would think if he knew we were having sex and I told him he’d be pissed. He said his wife would be too. My dick got harder instantly, I almost came right there. He started to pound my hole raw and I asked how often he cheats. He replied, “as much as I can” and then asked me to which I said the same thing. Unfortunately, I wasn’t as cleaned out as I thought since I had to rush to get ready. He pulled out and cleaned off his dick but still wanted us both to cum. I ended up sucking him off and was so turned on I bust my nut while blowing him. As soon as he saw that he was super excited. He wanted me to keep sucking and jerking him and when he was about to cum he asked to cum on my dick and in my pubes to which I said fuck yes. He came all over my cock and mixed it with my load. I scooped some up and tasted it while he went to clean up and take a piss (I just wish I coulda tasted his piss). We chatted while he got dressed and damn was he sexy. One of the best hookups I’ve had in a long time. So glad I got to cheat on my husband and our buddy. I hope it happens again real soon.

I should say though, taking loads like this really shows us cumdumps what we are to guys cause even if we are blindfolded in a bathhouse sling or a fuckbench or a bed or on some strangers apt couch or floor, taking one or two or 10, 20, or 30 or more anonymous strangers bare cocks deep in our fuckholes while they pump load after load of anonymous cum into our guts, they can still see us, and often fuck us cause we are hot, or sexy or maybe cause they know who we are. When we take loads in a gloryhole booth, some whores (like me) often leave the door unlocked or completely unclosed so men can take a peek and A.see what a slut I am, naked in a booth, sucking and being fucked by every single cock that get shoved through the holes (they may even get to see me licking cum off the wall around the hole, or off the video screen, or the seat or even the floor). plus some tops peek through the hole to see if the faggot on the other side is worth fucking or letting suck their cock. but when I just keep my mouth or my used fuckhole pressed up against the hole between loads, waiting for the next anonymous strangers hard, bare cock to slide into my body and unload his cum into my guts, I really become nothing but a fuckhole to guys. they dont like me, they aren’t attracted to me, they dont care what my name is, what I look like, my age, my race, my weight, or my pleasure at all. to guys like this I am a subhuman fuckhole they are using to get themselves off. if anything they likely find people like me disgusting and probably too ashamed about fucking trash like me to ever admit it to anyone. so they are happy I will never have any idea what they look like or who they are. that is what makes this so hot for us true cumdumpsters. knowing that we are so depraved that even depraved men think we’re nasty. I always check the cock with my fingers, just like I do when I’m taking loads blindfolded, or in a darkroom, to make sure they are NOT wearing a condom. if they are I pull it off. (guys love it cause they’re used to sluts making sure they ARE using a condom) thats another one of those things I have done that are so dirty and twisted, that I want my father to watch me doing it. maybe watching on video or from behind a two way glass, watching his naked tranny whore faggot son with my mouth and ass pressed up against two gloryholes on either side of a booth (I have always looked for the booths with 2 holes) with guy after guy, of all ages, shapes and sizes, and races, and looks, sliding their bare cocks through the gloryhole into my slutty body and pumping me full of cum.

I wouldn’t be sure of that. I went to Blackpool regularly for 20 years and each visit I swear I saw the same guys, sitting on the same stools in the same bars, grumbling into their drinks about the same things. They were just a bit greyer each time. Mind you, so was I! But I love Blackpool. It’s common. Vulgar. Blousy. And like a cheap tart bladdered on Aldi Prosecco. What’s not to like?

I think I created a monster. Another night at the truck stop. Met the polite trucker. Not much English but didn't come for the conversation. Broke out the poppers. His first time. SIgnalled that I wanted him to to hog tie me . He had a lot of elastics in his cab. He spit on my hole and started fucking. I think the bondage and/or poppers turned him on because he fucked like a champ. When HE came he untied me and signalled me to lay down. We both fell asleep in the cab (surprisingly roomy). He woke me up an hour or so later with his cock working its way back into my ass. "OK, yes" . Hell yeah! HE shot another load into me. He said "Thak you" as usual while I got dressed. And then... I was half bent over, moving around the drivers seat to get out and he pulled down my sweats and drove his cock in. Two or three strokes and he pulled out , pulled my sweats back up and said "Sexy black boy. Thank you ,good fucking". Didn't know he spoke that much English. Bless him!

Part 2 I was panting like a dog in heat. My eyes were nearly glazing over, my tongue was sticking out. I'm pretty sure I looked like one of those girls in a hentai movie after getting pounded into oblivion. I glanced around the room; there must have been at least a whole nother 15 or 20 men who showed up. The third man of the stepped up and shoved his cock into me to the hilt. I whelped at first as my cum stained hole had tightened up a little but I was moaning loudly as the man brutally fucked me. He was a shorter and paunchier white daddy, whose cock was all that big, but it was thick. Thicker than a beer can. He was overtop of me, pounding my hole. I collapsed onto my belly as he fucked in prone. "Hmm... I love fucking neg holes like yours. My poz load is incredibly potent, I've knocked up many sluts like you. Take it, slut!" he whispered in my ear. At this point, I was already cumming hands free for the second time of the night as he mercilessly fucked me. Two minutes later, he gave one final thrust and unleashed his potent load inside me. He whispered that he hoped it was his load that impregnated me. He grabbed the marker and drew his tally on my ass. That was three. The next man stepped up and flipped me onto my back. It was an Asian daddy who was short and skinny. In fact, he was wasting away, that's how skinny he was. His cock was short and thin, but he made up for it with passionate fucking. He kept his passionate pace, fucking for seemed like an hour and still hadn't cum in me yet. My cock had recovered and was hard again, flopping around, slapping against me as the daddy fucked me. Just as I thought he was about to cum, he pulls out and motions for a whole nother daddy to join him. A fat black grandpa with a raging hard BBC laid down next to me and motioned for me to climb up on top and ride him. I climbed up and eased myself down onto his raging hard cock. He slowly started to pump in and out of my hole, gaping it wider. My cum filled and wrecked hole was full, but within moments, it became fuller. The Asian daddy slim his thin dick back into me. I was being double penetrated. The two expertly alternated piston fucking me. Within five minutes, the Asian daddy didn't last and blasted his potent seed. This in turn set off the black grandpa, who also came inside me. Two loads for the price of one. The both wrote a tally on my ass. I was up to five poz loads now. The three poz daddies who came in me, left. Robert and Bill told me even more were planning on arriving. I looked at the clock on the wall, 11:16 pm. Five loads into an all-night and potentially into the morning pozbang.

A new chapter is here! Hope you enjoy it, I want to read your thoughts! I also attached a pdf of the entire story, completely revised from the beginning, I changed some things. For old and new readers, I recommend reading from the beginning from the pdf. ------- I woke up to the sight of Kate sleeping next to me. She always looked beautiful in her sleep, even when she was exhausted. I didn’t know how she did it, only working nights. A pang of guilt hit me as I stared at her, my beautiful and kind wife who was unaware of my incestuous cheating. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, letting my fingertips caress her soft face. She deserved better than me, I thought. Despite my recent deviance, I still loved my wife dearly. She was such a good person, always happy to help those in need. I, on the other hand, was a sick and selfish pervert. Her arms were wrapped around me so I returned her embrace and held her. “You’re going to be late for work,” she mumbled before pressing a kiss to my chest. I had just enough time to get there in time, I realized when I saw the time on the alarm clock. It was Thursday already, it was hard to believe so much had happened in so little time since Brandon came home on Monday. Time flew by, like I had been caught in a time bubble—a sex-filled bubble. As exhausted as I was, I couldn’t go back to sleep now, plagued by so many conflicting thoughts. I gave Kate a kiss, then tucked her in bed properly before I went to the bathroom to get ready. I was still fresh from my shower earlier, so I did a quick face wash and brushed my teeth. I picked some clothes on autopilot and went through my morning routine, which thankfully didn’t require my brain to be fully awake. On my way down to the kitchen, I passed by Brandon’s room and I couldn’t help checking in on him. He was still fast asleep with Josh in his arms. They were gorgeous like this, a tangle of muscled smooth limbs. I wondered whether Kate saw them in bed together when she came home, what she thought of them. Then I remembered she was a zombie after work and most likely went straight to bed. I went to Brandon and ran my hand through his soft brown locks. Looking at his young, innocent, and beautiful face now, my brain couldn’t compute how the little boy I’d raised had become the slutty young jock before me. I watched my son’s eyes flutter open, his long lashes and bright blue eyes mesmerizing me. “Dad?” “Hey, son,” I said, unable to stop smiling at him. “Your mom’s home, you should probably…” I trailed off, gesturing at the tangle of limbs that he and Josh had formed. Brandon took my hand, pressing a soft kiss to my palm while he separated his body from Josh. “Morning, Dad,” Brandon said, as he pulled me over him on the bed, throwing me off with a kiss as his arms came around my back. I returned the kiss, my cock straining in my khakis while Brandon’s legs trapped my hips in a strong hold. I had come so many times in the past couple of days my dick was aching at this point. I could not possibly produce more cum than I had spilled already. Yet Brandon made me hard, painfully so. “I love you, Daddy,” Brandon panted as he thrust his hips, his rock-hard cock rubbing against mine. “Your mom’s in the next room, son,” I replied, my gaze landing on Josh who was still in a deep sleep, now untangled from Brandon who’d left him I was favor of me. I tried to extricate my body from my son’s limbs but Brandon only followed as I stood up, holding onto me like a Koala. “I can be quick,” Brandon said, licking my neck as he kept dry humping me. “I want your load, Daddy.” I had created a monster when I gave in to Brandon, I realized, horrified by the result of my weak will. I didn’t recognize him, it seemed like I’d lost my son to a sex-craved demon. Yet this version of Brandon only made me love him more. I was a monster too. “I can’t come any more than I already have, son,” I said, breathless, as I held Brandon’s shoulders to look him in the eye. “I’m sure you can, you hot stud,” he said with a wink. I walked to Brandon’s bathroom to hide from Kate in case she came in, locking the door behind me. Brandon assaulted my mouth once more, pushing me against the bathroom door while his deft fingers worked my fly open to free my cock from the confines of my pants. He was so talented at handling a cock, it made me oddly proud of him. Brandon mixed our precum with his spit to make our cocks slide against each other easier. “Fuck, Daddy, your cock feels so good,” Brandon whispered. “It’s all yours, baby,” I said as I hugged my son tighter. His huge body would never cease to amaze me, how big and firm he felt in my arms, how intoxicating his scent was. I truly was a goner for my own son, and there was nothing I could do to stop my incestuous urges. He’d won. Brandon lowered his mouth to my neck, his hands caressing my pecs, thumbs stroking my nips slowly, making me moan. I just loved feeling his cock touching mine, I had never experienced such bliss before he came along and showed me. “I made quite the stud,” I muttered as I ran my fingers through Brandon’s soft hair, holding his head down near my nipples. Brandon kept sucking and licking my tits, our cocks now familiar in that frantic dance we were doing. “Daddy, mmhh, your precum taste so good, Daddy,” Brandon said as he licked his finger, which I hadn’t realized he’d collected. It was so obscene, watching my only son get down on his knees, his tongue licking my cock like a lollipop. “Fuck, son,” I said, throwing my head back “Your mouth is magical.” “Love your cock, Daddy,” Brandon replied. “It’s so perfect, so big and thick. A Dad dick, so tasty for the son it made.” “You got quite the filthy mouth on you boy,” I said, chuckling as Brandon smirked around my cock. “You kiss your father with that mouth?” “Mmhh, you know I do,” Brandon replied, moaning so loud I worried his mother might hear him. “And many more filthy things.” Watching Brandon suck me so expertly, listening to his moans and profane words made me cum in a couple of minutes. Brandon held my cock as my thick load spurted from it, landing on his tongue and cheek. He swirled my cum around his lips with a huge smile. “Thank you, Daddy, love your Dad sperm so much,” Brandon said as he swallowed my load loudly, scooping the rest from his face and licking his fingers clean. “You’re going to be the death of me, son,” I said, catching my breath. Brandon stood up, holding out his cupped hand to me, which was filled with his own luscious load. I hadn’t even noticed my son had come. “Don’t forget your breakfast, Dad,” Brandon said as I lapped his cum up. “Most important meal of the day.” “So sweet,” I said, licking my son’s hand clean before I brought his mouth to mine to mix our juices. I tasted my cum on Brandon’s tongue while I stroked his big smooth pecs and I liked it, liked knowing his breath would smell like me all day. “Gotta go to work, baby,” I said as I parted from his sweet lips. “Call in sick,” Brandon suggested, which was tempting, but I couldn’t miss work. I felt the need to get out of the house and take a step back from this sex craze. My life couldn’t stop and be reduced to sex. “I can’t,” I said as I unlocked the bathroom, giving Brandon one last peck before I exited. Josh looked just as innocent as Brandon when he slept, it was hard to imagine this wholesome-looking jock was a nasty cum slut. I went to Josh to drop a kiss on his head and proceeded to go downstairs, Brandon right behind me. My son had at least the decency to put on some shorts, a spring in his step as he followed me around the kitchen. I couldn’t stop smiling, depiste the guilt, the shame, I was happy. Giddy in a way I hadn’t felt for ages, looking at Brandon, my gorgeous son who loved me in a way a son shouldn’t love his father. I made myself some tea to go while Brandon made himself toast and coffee in companiable silence. He stayed close to me, his body heat and masculine scent making my heady. He tried to be subtle with his touches—an innocent graze as he squeezed his body between mine and the kitchen island, his hand holding my shoulder as he reached for a glass in a cabinet—but it was obvious to me he meant so much more with each touch. When I ready, I grabbed my briefcase and keys from the hallway. “Be nice,” I said to Brandon at the door, giving him a hug goodbye. “I’ll miss you, Daddy,” Brandon whispered to my ear with a squeeze to my ass. With my heart warmed and fulfilled, I drove to work, sipping my tea through the light morning traffic to wake my brain. I was glad to see my colleagues once I got to the office, to regain some kind of normalcy in my life. I enjoyed my job as an engineer, things never got boring as my team went through different projects. “You look rough, Nate,” Henry told me when he entered my office. “Did you party last night?” “Thanks,” I said as I scrubbed my face with a yawn. “Too old to party, isn’t that what you told me once?” “That’s right, grandpa,” Henry joked as he grabbed a chair and sat next to me with his laptop. “Come on, I just wanted to show you a couple of things, then I’ll let you slumber.” I tried to focus as Henry walked me through the progress we’d made and what we still needed to do. I wasn’t as efficient as usual but tried my best to be useful. Flora, my fellow office gossip, dropped by my office a couple of times to catch up, which was a nice distraction. Throughout the day at work, I received many texts from Brandon, each one sweeter than the next, with some pics attached. I sent one pic to him, even if I wasn’t entirely comfortable taking selfies at work. We seldom chatted like this before, Brandon would usually just send me some memes or interesting pics from college from time to time. It was nice, getting these messages from him now. I felt like a teenager again with my first crush. The day went by pretty fast, and I was all too happy to leave work. Invigorated by Brandon’s sexy pics, I went straight to the gym from the office. I knew I could sleep in tomorrow, which was my work-from-home day. I hadn’t worked out since Brandon had come—and no, I didn’t consider sex as a proper workout, even if Brandon thought so. The gym was packed with other people like me who got off work, but I didn’t mind that. I put on my headphones and started with weights, losing myself in my music and drowning out the rest of the world. Going to the gym for the past few years was a way for me to work out my sexual frustration and the eye candy was a bonus. I’d been accosted quite a few times, mostly by younger guys. At the time, I had been flattered by those advances, but I’d never thought them serious, never thought young jocks would be into older guys like me. Besides, I never wanted to cheat on Kate then, which made me feel bad now that I thought about it. Part of me was hoping things would go back to normal once Brandon went back to college after break, that I could forget what a shitty husband I’d been. Hoping to move on from the guilt that was creeping back up, I moved to the treadmill. I wanted to overwhelm my brain with the pain of running instead of thinking about my wife. I hated running, but at least I could clear my head when I jogged. I ran until I could feel my lungs and legs couldn’t take the burn anymore, which was a good 30 minutes. I was pretty happy with my workout, until I found myself running into none other Brandon in the locker room, wearing nothing but a pair of tight shorts. “Hey, Brandon,” I said, my heart speeding back up again at the sight of my sweat and muscled son. How had I not seen him before now? “Hey, sexy,” Brandon returned, coming close to me. He still reeked of sex, he probably hadn’t showered since last night and the thought made hard instantly. I started to worry as I could see lots of guys around us in the room, I could not be seen having a hardon for my son in public. I grabbed my things and walked to one secluded corner, where there was fewer people passing through. Brandon was hot my tail, eager to touch me but I couldn’t let other people see us. Brandon pushed me into a wall, with two rows of lockers on either side of us. We weren’t exactly hidden, but it was better than the middle of the room. My breath hitched as his torso touched mine, his warm breath grazing my neck. “You look really hot, right now.” “Brandon, there are people around,” I hissed but couldn’t move as his hands caught my hips in a tight grip. “Don’t you know all guys who go to this gym here are big [banned word]?” Brandon said next to my ear as his hands started to move underneath my soaked under armor shirt, up to my pecs to tease my nips with his thumbs. “I wasn’t the only one checking you out, you know? Bet they’d love watching us.” I couldn’t help but moan, which Brandon took as permission to kiss my neck when I threw my head back. I could see a couple of jocks behind Brandon staring at us with their hands down their briefs. I recognized them as regulars I often saw. Somehow knowing we had an audience made me even hornier, spurring me to kiss Brandon in front of them. “Yes, Daddy, you smell so good,” Brandon said as he lifted my arm to sniff and lick my pit. “I’m making a lot of guys envious right now.” “S—Brandon,” I said, almost letting the word son slip out. It was bad enough we were putting on a show, I didn’t want them to know we were actual father and son. “But you’re all mine, Daddy,” Brandon said, throwing all caution to the wind. Though I understood it was pretty common these days for young guys to have Daddy fetishes, Brandon and I looked very much alike. It wouldn’t be farfetched for people to assume we were related, which made me realize I needed to put a stop to this. “Fuck, that’s so hot,” I heard a guy say, who was now standing just beside us with his cock in hand. I recognized him, Ryan, one of the men I regularly ran into at the gym, who’d come onto me a couple of times in the past and with whom I’d almost cheated with. He was about my height, a buff Asian guy I’d considered a gym buddy. “A father and son, doing the nasty,” another man said to my right, a Latino guy I’d also rejected in the past, who was also stroking his thick cock. They were both ripped and hot, I’d checked these two out plenty of times before. I couldn’t believe what was happening, Brandon was sucking on one of my nipples as his hands were busy fingering my hole and stroking my cock. “We’re not—” I started to protest but was cut off by Brandon’s lips on mine. I felt the two men touching my body, their cocks pressing onto my thighs. “You feel so good, Daddy,” Brandon said between kisses, his tongue still tasting like my load from this morning. I could see from my peripheral vision that other guys were coming to watch our incestuous making out, which was alarming me as much as it was turning me on. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long,” the Latino man said to my right. “You’re such a sexy Daddy.” Latino guy rubbed his cock on my hip and tried to kiss my neck but Brandon push him off of me. “You can look but you don’t get to touch him, he’s mine,” Brandon said firmly before he resumed kissing me. Brandon was running the show, I could only follow along. He seemed awfully comfortable letting voyeurs watch him, did he do this often? I couldn’t worry more than that as Brandon turned around and pushed his lubed hole on my cock. Every time that boy worked my cock with his hole, I was putty in his hand. Any trace of worry left my body as I lost control, my hips moving on muscle memory alone as I thrust into my son. I wrapped my arms around Brandon, holding him close as I my hands caressed his smooth and hard body. “Fuck yeah!” “Breed that boy, Daddy!” A couple more men came to watch us, but thankfully the space was narrow enough that Ryan and latino guy were hiding most of us from the others. Still our audience was cheering us on, it was surreal. I never could have imagined so many men were depraved like us. I saw Brandon snatching one guy’s phone. “No filming or we stop,” Brandon admonished the guy. He proceeded to delete what footage was captured before he thrust back on my cock. After that, the men seemed happy to just watch and I didn’t see any phone up. I focused on fucking Brandon slowly, reveling in his warm hole. “Need your load, Daddy,” Brandon said, trying to speed things up. “Fill me, Daddy, fill me with your Dad cum.” “That’s so hot,” Ryan grunted, bringing my attention to him as he shot his load in his cupped hand. Latino guy grabbed Ryan’s hand and slurped the thick load from it, his tongue licking the hand clean. “Give me some,” Brandon told Latino guy, looking up at the latter with his mouth open. Latino guy opened his mouth and dropped Ryan’s cum onto Brandon’s tongue. My son hummed his satisfaction as he swallowed Ryan’s load. “Want more cum, you slut?” An older guy asked Brandon, approaching him with his hard cock in Brandon’s face. I watched my son wait with his tongue out for the older man to give him his cum. I was relieved to see Brandon wasn’t touching the other man’s cock, only accepting to eat his cum. It was incredibly hot, watching the thick white strands of jizz come out of that stranger’s dick, dripping onto my son’s tongue. “Not bad,” Brandon said after he swallowed the man’s cum. “But my Dad’s cum taste the best.” “Here I come, baby boy,” I said, thrusting deep inside Brandon, filling him with my load. “Fuck yeah, Daddy!” Brandon screamed, the other men cheering at the same time. I saw Latino guy shoot his load into his hand, mimicking Ryan as he understood how much Brandon enjoyed eating cum. I was hungry for some cum as well, so I took Latino guy’s hand to lick it clean. Brandon turned around to kiss me, his arms around my neck as our cocks reunited, rubbing furiously together. “I’m going to cum, Daddy,” Brandon mumbled, moaning with each thrust of his hips. I looked down at our cock heads moving in harmony. I watched Brandon’s sperm oozing out of his head, covering our cocks beautifully. Brandon dropped to his knees, winking at me and holding eye contact as he took my cock in his mouth. “Mmhh, you taste so good, Dad,” Brandon said, licking my cock from the base up to the tip, his hand squeezing out one last drop of my cum for him to swallow. I could hear more men shooting their loads behind Brandon, but I couldn’t care less, mesmerized as I was by the sight of my son on his knees. I brought him up for a kiss and held him close, my sexy son who made me do one thing nastier than the other every day. I couldn’t believe what we’d just done, having sex in public with other men encouraging us to indulge in our incestuous affair. I was high on Brandon, and I didn’t know if I could beat this addiction nor if I wanted to. Thank Grindr.pdf

Part 23 ”He was until a week ago!” How did he know? I was confused and was trying to piece things together but the guy behind me was fucking me so brutally and the dick in my mouth was working real hard, I couldn’t think straight. I also thought that it was too late at that point to care, that I wouldn’t have put myself in this situation if I really cared. I was so overwhelmed by the excitement of the moment, I just let go. This revelation seemed to increase the level of madness for the guys surrounding us. I could feel there dicks being jerked against my hips, my back, my chin. Some of them were becoming verbal. “Your boy’s gonna take his poz load?” “Get him pregnant!” “You’re toxic, man?” Guys were having conversations around me, but mostly not addressing me directly. I was nobody, I wasn’t a person. I was just a dump for toxic loads. Those words just encouraged me to show my thirst for cum even more. I was arching my back as much as possible, I was working my mouth around that dick as hard as possible and tightening my hole to ask for that load. “Take it, bitch!” I heard the guy behind me groaning like a beast, his dick buried balls deep and throbbing. “Good boy, but it’s just the beginning” the guy I was with whispered in my ear. The one I was sucking blew his load in my throat, while another guy slid into my ass. I swallowed the cum and received a kiss from my top. “Open your mouth” he ordered. He placed something into my mouth. “Bite and breathe in”. I complied and felt a big rush of heat. “It’s my sock soaked in poppers, boy. You’ll like it”

As we all slowly get older, it’s gotten more and more difficult for me to pick up cock in places like saunas. Traveling around the world, some sites have been gold mines, others not so. My last proper breeding (and also the most loads I’ve ever taken at once) was in a place that always works for me. There is a small city, actually a university town, in the middle to north of Germany that I have to frequently visit on business. The first time I was there I updated my profile on Romeo (previous gayromeo) to state that I was staying in a hotel, and I was looking for guys to use my hole and pound me silly. Turns out that most o the older guys there all know each other, and next thing you know I’ve got 3 guys in my hotel room, all drinking beers and getting to know me. Eventually I get down on my knees and start pulling cocks out of trousers. One is an average 6”, but with a lovely shape. One is about the same length, but much thicker with a huge mushroom head. The final cock is a decent 8” with a lovely upward curve. I was in a red jock strap and eventually, after bringing all the assorted cocks to life, it was time for me to get on the bed with my arse up and face down. One of them starts rimming me, getting my hole ready. I feel him spreading lube over my hole before he starts slipping first 1, then 2 and finally 3 fingers inside me. Then I heard the opening of the condom packet. We’d all had the sti discussion online, but they had asked for condoms. I’d organized some from the local sex shop when I’d bought my poppers, but using a very sharp needle, all of them had been sabotaged. The first guy with the average cock is overly keen as he started slow at first, but soon was really hammering away. At some point he paused and I’m guessing that this is when he noticed the condom had broken. A moments hesitation later he then doubled his pace and was ramming it home. Suddenly I felt the tell tale shudder and he slammed it in as deep as he could. Then he slowly pulled it out before saying in German (oh shit, the condom broke). Knowing that I’d had a deep clean out, it would have been rude not to turn around and inspect it myself, and as he held it up to show everyone in the room, I took his cock in my mouth and cleaned the cum off of it whilst looking into his eyes. This seemed to set something off, and the next guy (mushroom head) put his beer down and started to walk towards me. He turned me around and sank his tongue into my arse, slurping up his friends cum. He then stood up, placed another condom on his cock and eased into me. This guy was much thicker, and he was hitting my prostate with every stroke. This time I have no idea when the condom broke, as he didn’t hesitate once. Lo and behold, after about 15 minutes of non-stop pounding he announced that he was about to shoot his load into me. This one I felt, despite the overstimulation my prostate had received, I actually felt everything just get wetter and he flooded my guts. Again the condom is removed and observations are made that his too had broken. I said that I’d gotten them all at the same time in the sex shop, and that it might be a bad batch. Then I took his cock in my mouth too, savouring the taste of cum. The third guy more or less assumed what I had done, as he winked at me whilst I was sucking the other cock. He stood up and remarked that if that was the case it was good that we were all tested, and that he wasn’t missing the chance to blow in me like his friends had. Back in doggy again, his dick despite being the biggest one so far was slipped into me using only cum as lube. After the hammering I’d already taken meant that I was soon squirting from my own cock, as the prostate orgasms just kept rolling over me. Eventually he blew his load in me, and once again I was cleaning his cock. After that we all opened another beer and just started chatting for about an hour or so. After that we started again, but this time nobody reached for a rubber at all. Hopefully going back there soon 🙂

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 2 At the dinner table, Jeff told Burt and Jack about his own life. About religious background, getting married young, wife and three children. Jeff also told the men that he had never had sex with men before. Burt and Jack said they were thankful they got to fuck Jeff's virgin ass. Jeff had never talked openly about sex before and it turned him on. The men took turns teasing verbally Jeff so that Jeff's cock was throbbing all the time in his black pants. Jack made Jeff confused when he told him that going straight for raw is the right choice. Condoms are only for sissy's. Real men always fuck raw. Jeff hadn't really had time to think the whole thing through. Jeff had actually let two men cum on his ass with bare cocks. However, he has a wife and family, he cannot get any disease. "How did a raw cock feel? And how does sperm in the ass feel?", asked Jack. "Awesome. That moment felt amazing when you both cum inside me," said Jeff blushing. "Wow, I noticed that you yourself squirted a huge load of sperm into my mouth almost untouched. You seem like a natural sperm bucket that hasn't gotten around to fulfilling you yet," said Burt. "But this conference is perfect for you. We have many years of experience here. 95 percent of the attendees are men. Many want to empty their aching balls during the week. Many every day. There are a lot of men here who want to take out their frustrations by fucking. I can promise you that you arrived in cumdump heaven,” continued Jack. Jeff listened with a sigh to what Jack and Burt were saying. Jeff's cock also leaked precum, which formed a wet patch on the front of his pants. Fortunately, the pants were black, so it wasn't very visible. “But I have to use protection if I'm going to let someone fuck me again,” Jeff thought to himself. Burt said that the same steam room where they met gets quite a buzz at midnights. Everyone who hasn't emptied the bags yet, and doesn't want to use only their own hands, comes to the steam room. It's usually so busy there that everyone can't even sit down, even if they sit right next to each other. Hands and mouths are used there and usually there are also a few cum hungry bottoms like you offering their ass to be fucked. Jack continued that Grindr is also a easy and popular application that Jeff should also install. With it, you can make an appointment at any time of the day. In such a big event, there is always someone looking for a hole to empty the seeds into. "The less you set demands on a fucker, the more sure and more seeds you get. You should put good marketing pictures of yourself on your profile and by putting: "no loads refused" on your profile tells men that they will get what they need from you," continued Jack. Jeff was in full heat. The cock was rock hard and the wet stain on the pants just kept growing. Jeff stared at the bulges in the pants of all the men passing by. Burt and Jack recognized Jeff's heat and suggested that if they went back to their hotel room. In the room, Burt and Jack undressed themselves and Jeff again. The men led Jeff into the bathroom and taught Jeff how to clean himself from the inside. "You should keep yourself clean all week so you can offer your hole whenever you want," instructed Jack. Burt dried Jeff, lubed Jeff's hole and led him back to the bed. This time Jeff was on his back with his long runner's legs towards the ceiling. Burt asked Jeff what he wanted. Jeff said he wants them both to fuck him. "You have to beg. You have to beg us to fuck you and beg to seed you. You have to show men that you value their seed. You can't just lay there passively. You have to show that you are worthy of men's sperm," said Jack. Jeff obeyed. "Please, give me dick. Both of you fuck me. Take turns fucking and cum in my married ass. Make me your cum whore. Please!" Jeff yelled. Jack and Burt took turns on Jeff's hole. At one point, Burt had dug Jeff's cell phone out of Jeff's pants pocket and asked Jeff to unlock it. The men filmed Jeff in many positions taking cock inside him. Finally, both men once again cummed Jeff's hole. The men complimented Jeff "You're like a born cum dump". Jack dug out the jock straps and a large bottle of lube from his bag and handed them to Jeff. "These may give you pleasure during the coming week," said Jack.

Becky arrived to her small studio apartment in five minutes and went up to the second floor and let herself in and sat on her day bed. She was still horny for some reason, she opened the bag she was given and in Red Letters the sheet on top said take on of these pills ever two hours for the next 8 hours. There were four pills, she got up and took one. Her breast and vagina were tingly as she emptied the bag. Blindfold, a ball on a color, some leather cuffs and couple of clamps. The note said make sure these on display when you use your call number. She looked at it again, she dialed and put in her code #43 a recording came on and the voice said. If you are calling for oral therapy press 1, full vaginal therapy press 2. She pressed 1, if you are requesting oral and do not have semen in your vagina press 1, if you have semen in your vagina press 2. She hung up, she dialed back and pressed 2 and the recording said your therapist has been dispatched and once he arrives your phone will ring, you must pick up and press 9 (do not press 9 unless your door is unlocked and all display items are our and you are naked and have a blindfold ready to slip on you have 15 minutes. Becky quickly got undressed and unlocked her door. The pill took made her so horny, molly does that. It was only 12 minutes and the phone rang and she hit 9 and the voice said put your blindfold on and spread your legs your vagina toward the door. She was ready and heard the door open and close and then felt hands on her legs and she shivered and then fingers at her pussy and until now no one has spoken and then she heard nice fucking pussy. He rubbed her clit and she moaned and then he slide one, two and then three fingers in her. You have been a good girl taking cum in your pussy, he pulled them out nd ate her cummy cunt and then slide one two and finally four fingers in her. He finger fucked Becky for five minutes and then pulled them out and slid his long thick cock in her. Becky had been moaning but this made her moan louder, he long fucked her and then stopped and pulled out of her and she asked for more. He came over and told her to open her mouth and he placed the ball gag in her mouth and fastened it on her. Grabbed her hands and put them above her head with the restraints and fastened them together so she could not move them and pushed her legs back and slide in her and fucked her hard and he could hear her muffled screams and after ten minutes he shot deep in her. He pulled out and she thought he would unfasten her but he cleaned up and she could hear him getting dressed and then she heard the door. Her breeder said it is about time you guys got here, she is right over there she is all yours just untie her and leave her blindfolded when you are done. The guy who was leaving was Rick he was 45 6' tall lean white and had a huge dick and the two who entered were Dan and Taylor. Taylor was his nephew and Dan was a buddy of his from work. Tyler was 6'1 180 white blonde and packing 10" and Dan was Egyptian with Dark skin, hair and eyes. He was 5'11 170 with an 8' beer can dick. Taylor pulled off his shorts and t-shirt and Dan dropped a bag and went over to examine the merchandise while Uncle Rick left. Taylor wasted no time and slide in Becky and long dicked her while Dan put the clamps on Becky's tits and he rubbed he clit. She did not last long and she came, Dan went to his bag and brought out a butt plug and some other toys and placed them on the bed and a vibrator the he turned on and used to stimulate her nipples while clamped this must have felt good and hurt all at the same time since she begins to moan and scream depending on how he held it. Taylor has been fucking her for 20 minutes and he shoved deep and howled as he unloaded in her and said fuck that is some fine slut pussy. He pulled out and got cleaned up and said he needed to meet his lady and slipped out the door. Dan grabbed his back and pulled out the rest of his stuff. He lubed up Becky's ass hole and worked the first butt plug in her, The smallest of them and twisted her around and he grabbed his electro shock wand with the other and used it on her nipples and she screamed and tried to turn side ways to get away but he just wen to the other nipple and finally just slapped the nipple clamp off and then the other and git her nipples more with the wand. Becky had no idea what she was in for but Dan was a twisted fucker and he loved white sluts. He played with the butt plug pulled it almost out and then letting it go back in and then he started to pop it out and push it back in. Dan said, good girl you are ready for the next size. Dan pulled out and lubed up the next and pressed it against her ass hole and tried several angles to get her top open up and applied lots of pressure and finally the plug popped in. She stopped the little muffled squeal she had been making. He let her get used to the plug while he took rope and tied off her breast and then sucked her nipples and Dan had been toying with her for more than an hours and knew he had to be somewhere at five so he climbed on her and pressed his rock hard fat dick against her pussy. He pressed and just like the plug had to try different angles and finally started to feel her pussy give way. He spit on her and spoke in Arabic as he stretched her and tore her up inside and finally pressed all the way in and finally said you are such a fucking whore. He fucked her all the while she was squealing until close to the end when she had a huge orgasm and her body shook and Dan slammed his dick all the way into her unloaded his massive load. He left his dick inside her pumping till he lost some erection and then pulled out and cleaned up leaving her there all used.

I lived next to a mall. I started sucking cocks around the time i I started to jerkoff. Once I found out that guys cruised the bathrooms at the mall. I would cruise from bathroom to bathroom every day right after school. I would wait for the middle stall to open up and suck off every cock that came under the stall. Sitting in the middle stall you always had some cocks to suck. Once you finish the guy in the left stall the guy in the right stall was next. There was always a line of guys waiting for a stall to open. I would suck off at lease 10 cocks every day. Once I got my driving license i would also suck off the cocks at the local parks. By the time I got to high school I have already sucked off hundreds of cocks. By the time I graduated im sure it was a thousand.

This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.

Becky was a young girl without insurance, she grew up poor and had not seen the doctor much, She worked in a convenience store and over heard a women talk about the free clinic down the street. Becky waited till her day off and went to check it out. Becky wanted to see if she could get BC as she was always afraid to have sex and several of the guys she went out with over time wanted to fuck her bare but she would never let them and always worried condoms would break. When she walked in there were several women all older then she was and several of them were pregnant. Becky took a number and filled out a form. The form asked when her last appointment was, if she was or had ever been pregnant, if she had insurance and have you ever had sexual intercourse. Becky quickly filled it out and the Nurse, Javier read the answers and handed her another form. He told her to fill it out and bring it back. This one had a lot more questions. The questions below: When was the last time you had sexual intercourse, was it vaginal or anal? Ever been with more than one partner at a time, three way or more? Ever let a guy cum inside you? If so Anally or Vaginally? Ever been with another women? Would you consider multiple partners? Ever been on Birth Control? Do you want to be a mother? What are the fantasies you have, let the doctor know so you can make the most out of your visit. Why did you come for a visit today? Becky froze for a few minutes and thought I can not answer all these and then she mustered up the courage. She just wanted birth control and if this is what she had to do she would do just that. She answered the questions as follows: I had sex two weeks ago, we used condoms. No I have never been with more than one partner but have thought about it, movies and stuff. No, I am not attracted to women. I am not sure I would consider it but have cum with my vibrator thinking about it. Someday I want to be a mother but I am too young. I would never but the ides of being the center of a gang bang or group is really hot, I think porn girls are so lucky. I want birth control. Becky took the sheet up to Javier and he smiled at her and winked. She thought he was really cute and she took her seat and waited for them to call her number, it was 7. Ten minutes later she was called and Javier placed her in room 3, handed her a gown and she was told to get naked and to put her clothes in the bin, he pointed to the corner. She did as she was told and sat on the table. Javier came back and pulled out the stirrups and had Becky put her feet in them and then pulled out a thermometer and lifted her gown exposing her vagina and lubed up the thermometer and slide it into her, It was the largest thermometer she had ever seen. It was almost as thick as the dick the guy who fucked her last had. Javier loved it around in her and she started to get uncomfortable and wet inside and let up a little moan. Javier said we are almost done but you have to hold still. Javier moved the thermometer around some more and she moaned and then he said I found the spot, we are almost done and he slowly moved it back and fourth for three minutes and pulled it out and wrote down several things down in her chart. He pulled her gown down and told her Doctor Marin would be right in. Javier was cute 5'10 muscled and 25 years old or so black hair and brown eyes. Doctor Martin walked in and he was 6'3 muscled but in a lean way and red hair and blue eyes. He was really good looking and Becky was horny after Javier had gotten her all aroused. Hi Becky Doctor Marin said and she said Hi back. I see her you are looking to get on birth control is that correct? Yes Becky echoed. Well Becky, you can leave today with Birth Control but over the next several visits and some homework we can not only figure out what birth control is right for you but get you on it. He grabbed the chart and said, looks like you are running a little warm. I think we may need to take that again, it does not seem right. Let me examine you and I will send Javier back in her. Dr Martin lifted up the gown and used both hands and pulled her labia apart exposing her wet pussy. He rubbed them and slide his fingers up to her clit and rubbed it and she moaned. Looks like this is all functioning property, I am going to do an ultrasound on your vagina now. He turned his back and pulled out a wand and lubed it up and told Becky that this would take pictures for him to review and that sometimes women have an orgasm while the want is inside. It is normal and nothing to be ashamed about. OMG Becky thought, she had only seen something like that in the movies. Doctor Martin held in his left hand and started to finger her with his right. one slowly in and then two. The third was tight but he slowly messaged her clit and she opened up. You are ready now, you will feel a small vibration as it is taking images, He pressed the want against her open vagina and slowly slit it in and she had an orgasm almost immediately as he rested it against her clit. He reassured her that was normal and then twice more before he finished. Okay Becky, Javier will be back in to take your temp again but may need to use a different thermometer since the one he used may not be working. Javier came back in with a larger thermometer and lubed it up and it easily slide in. Javier said you are really wet, it does not want to hold in place. He kept moving it back and fourth and deeper and deeper inside her and before long she came a fourth time as he had it pressed all the way inside her as his thumb messaged her clit. I got it, I am not sure was wrong with the other thermometer but this reading is normal. He handed her some towels to clean up and told her to go ahead and get dressed and meet him out front and he would set her next appointment and give her some homework.

When I was in college the most common way to hook up was in the various men;s rooms on campus. Before long I discovered all of the cruisy toilet rooms. I remember sitting in a stall, tapping my foot and before long the guy in the next stall would be on his knees exposing his hard dick for me to suck. There was a very obscure men's room in the basement of an older administration building. The men's room was at the bottom of the stairs. It was old and had a sink, a urinal, a toilet stall and a shower stall that looked like it wasn't used in decades. There was a peep hole drilled into the stall that separated the toilet from the urinal, There was little reason to go here unless you were cruising for sex. I was horny one afternoon and thought I would check it out. I was pleasantly surprised to see someone in the stall. I went to the urinal and started to stroke my dick and noticed the peep hole get darker signaling the guy in the stall was peering through it. I continued to stroke until I was rock hard and then decided to make the move to the front of the stall..I stood at the stall, displaying my hard dick when soon the door swung open and I was greeted by a gorgeous hispanic male sitting on the toilet with his legs spread. He was about 20 and his shirt was off displaying a hot hairy chest. He had a two day old beard and his hair was pulled back in a bun. But the most impressive thing was his thick uncut dick. It was 8', dark with a thick bush. He motioned for me to come closer and took my dick into his mouth. OMG it felt so great. He deepthrotead me, then licked my balls and even fingered my hole. I reached down and pulled out my poppers, took a few hits and handed them to him. This just made his blow job more intense. I didnt want to cum yet so i pulled out of his mouth, pulled him up and started kissing him. He was an awesome kisser and was really into it. I loved his full lips and how our tongues were intwined. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me, I hadnt been fucked much but he turned me on so much I really wanted it. I asked if he had any condoms. He didnt but he said he would not cum inside me. I agreed and then went down on his cock to get it as wet as possible As I sucked him I realized how fat his dick was but I was in love and wanted it. I stood up, bent over, spit on my fingers to wet my ass, took a huge hit of poppers and waited for his dick to enter. He slowly pushed in my tight hole, but quickly I pulled forward as there was too much resistance in my dry hole. I put his dick in my mouth again slobbering as much saliva as possibe and bent over again, He slid in my wet hole and began fucking. My ass juices started flowing and the ride got smoother, but my god he was big. I felt like such a slut bent over in a sleazy mens room getting fucked bareback, We shared poppers some more as continued to fuck and telling me how great my hole felt. This went on for another few minutes when he all of a sudden stopped and pulled out. He said he had a "dry orgasm" and didn't cum. andI didn;t feel anything. He kissed me, git dressed and left. I took my time getting dressed and then started climbing the stairs, When I got to the top My shorts felt really wet. I went back into the mens room, dropped my pants and notices my boxers were soaked and there was than unmistaken scent of cum. I was so turned on and never asked for a condom again

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.

I am 33 and had never taking any cock bare before... before tonight that is. Every man that had fucked my hairy versatile ass, used condoms. They all blew they loads either inside the rubber or on me somewhere. Even the transwomen and crossdressers who fucked me wore condoms. That sets us up for tonight's main event, me taking cock bareback for the first time and getting bred. I had been getting fucked since college, mostly by older bears, silver daddies, and fat/chubby daddies who loved my slim body and bouncy ass. This is where the two main actors of tonight's show enter, Robert and Bill. I had met Robert and Bill while visiting my local bathhouses. Robert and Bill were a married couple who loved cruising the local bathhouses for young, slim bi men like me. Robert was definitely the bigger of the two, in all aspects. The 61-year-old was 6'4" and 300 pounds of big black hairy bear. He had a true big black cock: thicker than beer can and almost as long as a ruler at full mast. It took my tight white hole almost a full year to be fully able to take his cock. Bill on the other hand was smaller. The 70-year-old was 5'11" and 250 pounds. His big black cock was smaller, but still huge. 9.5" when fully erect, though not really all that thick. I could take his cocker easier than I could Robert's. They had tag teamed my ass one afternoon at the bathhouse in their room and they gave me their numbers. It was instant chemistry. From there, we met up once a month. That turned into every other week, which in turn, turned into every week. Soon we were fucking twice, three times or more a week. After a year of fucking using condoms, we decided that tonight was the night to go raw. Robert and Bill, both versatile tops, fucked bare in their relationship, but stayed safe with me. The three of us arranged a time for me to arrive at their house. Before arriving at their house, I cleaned myself out thoroughly and liberally lubed my hole inside and out. I arrived at the house of Robert and Bill around 9 pm and parked in the driveway. Robert greeted me the same way he always greeted me as reached the front door: a sloppy kiss where he would jab his tongue in my mouth and swirl it around mine and sliding a free hand down the back of pants and tracing his finger around my hole. His semi-hard BBC twitched and bounced as he moved. He always loved seeing and feeling how tight my hole was, even after fucking it. I loved seeing this 61-year-old man get horny just feeling me up. Robert was already naked, so I wasted no time stripping naked and joining him. Robert led me to his and Bill's bedroom and directed me to lay on my back. Robert explained that Bill was finishing up in the shower and that he was going to shower before joining in on the fun. My 7" cock was rock hard watching Robert's massive BBC swing and sway as he walked into the master bathroom. I laid down on my back on the bed and watched Bill and Robert trade places. Bill's BBC was full hard. He walked over to me and laid on top of me, his full weight pressing me down as we made out. As we were making out, I spread my legs wide as he rubbed his body against mine. I could feel his hard, throbbing cock aching to be inside me. The two of us said nothing as we started kissing. My moved my wide splayed legs to lock around Bill's torso as we continued to make out. There was no need for me to suck on Bill for that matter, as his monster cock was at ful mast and seemingly bobbing up and down. Bill whispered into my ear, before getting up, "I hope you're ready for the fucking of your life... because there is no going back to using condoms after tonight." Like the greedy and hungry slut I was, I propped myself up on all fours. Bill had grabbed a bottle of lube and began to pour its slippery contents over my ass, down my ass crack, and fingered the lube into my hole. My tight hole started to gape slightly as his large fingers worked the lube inside my hole. My entire ass now glistened with a slick sheen. One finger became two, then three, then four. I could feel the burn of his fingers sliding past my sphincter, but that burn turned to pleasure as Bill slid them all the way into my hole and slid all the way out of me. He repeated it until my hole was slightly gaping and puckering, then gave it one last good thrust in and out. I was ready. At this point, Bill added more oil on my ass and hole. Then it was time. I could feel his thick and bulbous head poking, prodding, and pushing against my hole. I could feel the pressure and pleasure as his thick cockhead pushed its way inside me. With a wet “shlick!” popping sound, his cockhead was inside my hole. I could feel even more lube being poured into my hole and on his cock. The instant burning sensation of pain gave way to pleasure as he slid all the way to the hilt. He held it there for a second or two and then started fucking me slow. The wet slapping and my moaning were echoing throughout the room as Robert who had finished showering was cheering me on. The rhythmic pace changed. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he fucked me with reckless abandon. He pounded me senseless as he poured more lube on his cock and my hole. My cock was leaking precum as it twirled and flopped around as I was being fucked. My moans had turned whorish, and my eyes had turned back inside my head. I was in heaven as this black bear pounded my hole. Robert walked out of the bathroom and watched his partner pound me, stroking his monster cock. Bill and I were dripping with sweat as he flipped me on my back and rammed his cock back into me. Five minutes, turned to ten, then ten turned into thirty as Bill kept changing up his pace, almost teasing me and denying me the load I wanted. Robert was also fully erect and laid down next to me, stroking his cock, watching his husband pound me. He encouraged me, as his husband kept pound my hole into submission. At this point Bill and I were sweating, as he flipped me onto my back. He laid on top of me and kept the same pounding pace. The slapping almost echoing throughout the room. A few more minutes and Bill's pace became harder and even faster, more erratic. I could feel his throbbing cock tense up. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Bill cried out. "Breed him, Robert," Robert ordered. I moaned like a whore in heat, "Breed me, daddy! Impregnate me with your black babies!" Bill gave one final thrust and buried his cock to the hilt inside me. Bill was orgasming hard. His big black cock was pumping rope after rope, jet after jet, of white hot cum inside me. We laid together as Bill's softening cock left my cum filled hole. My hole was gaping wide. Robert bent down and lubed me up even more. His massive black cock entered me to the hilt with ease. Robert wasted no time fucking me and churning Bill's cum inside me. Robert pounded me for what seemed like an hour. I had cum multiple times hands free. my chest was covered in my own cum. Robert just kept going, fucking me like a slut. I was pretty sure I was mind broken at this point having came multiple times and having had multiple orgasm after multiple orgasm. Finally, after an hour, Robert's massive cock stiffened as he bottomed out in me. "Take my babies! I'm going to make you pregnant!" he roared in my ear. "Take his load!" Bill responded. All I could do was give a whorish moan as Robert's cock released torrent after torrent of white hot cum inside me. After Robert pulled out, the three of us laid together, sharing a sloppy make out session. I could feel both of their loads dribbling out of my now wide open hole. I was cream filled for the first time. As we were making out, I saw Bill was rock hard again. Round two was about to begin.

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 1 Jeff arrived at the big congress hotel already on Sunday afternoon, even though the actual meeting doesn't start until Monday morning. The congress hotel was huge, because more than a thousand participants from all over the world were expected for the congress. The congress was the first for 26-year-old Jeff and everything seemed really big. Jeff works as a product manager in a technology company, and the conference deals with technology news. Jeff is still young, but he has already been married for 6 years and has 3 children with his wife. Jeff comes from a very religious family, so getting married young and having many children was a natural way of life. Jeff is handsome. Jeff has a long, muscular runner's body. Whenever possible, Jeff puts on minimalist running shorts and a sleeveless running shirt and heads for a run. Jeff secretly thinks he's a pretty sexy sight in his running clothes. Now, however, Jeff had arrived alone at the big conference hotel for the first time. He would have all Sunday evening and all next week to be alone without his wife and children. First time in many years. Jeff went to his room and took off everything except his briefs. Jeff admired himself and his fleshy buttocks from the large mirror in the hotel room. Jeff dug out the tiny speedos from his bag and decided to check out the spa department of the conference hotel before dinner. Sunday night in the spa department seemed to be very peaceful. Jeff got to relax his muscles in the hot tub all by himself, after which he went to the steam room. Before entering the sauna, Jeff took off his speedo on a hook outside the sauna and wrapped a towel around his waist. The steam room had warm and thick steam. Jeff climbed to the top level and sat down. He found himself alone in the sauna. In the warm steam, Jeff massaged his muscles and sometimes also his slightly stiffened cock through the towel. Suddenly the sauna door opened and someone entered. Someone also got up to the top level and sat quite close to Jeff. Not too close, but surprisingly close in an empty sauna. A well-built man in his 60s greeted Jeff. Jeff greeted back. After a while, Jeff saw with his side eye how the man opened the towel and was now sitting completely naked next to Jeff. The man said the warm steam was good for the muscles and massaged his chest and thighs. Jeff tried to answer casually, but his voice caught in his throat. Jeff was clearly nervous and he couldn't take his eyes off the man's thick flaccid cock. Sometimes the man stroked his own cock lightly and moaned with pleasure. Jeff's towel went up like a tent as he greedily eyed the older man's thick cock. Just then, the man turned to Jeff and reached out to shake Jeff's hand. "Im Burt. Are you here for next week's technology conference?" "Yes, im Jeff," answered Jeff confused. "Do you already have company for dinner? If not, you're welcome to join," said Burt. "That could be nice," said Jeff. "Good, see you in half an hour in room 1139 for aperitifs," said Burt. Burt wrapped a towel around himself and got up and left. 30 minutes later, Jeff stood at the door of room 1139 in black pants and a white collared shirt. “Knock knock”. After a while, Burt opened the door in his bathrobe. "Sorry, I haven't had time to get dressed yet, but come in". "Here's my husband Jack and here's Jeff. Jeff's coming to dinner with us. What would you like to drink Jeff, is whiskey alright?" Burt continued. "Yes whiskey will do" said Jeff shyly. Jack wasn't dressed for dinner yet either. Jack, who is the same age as Burt, was wearing tight shorts and a sleeveless shirt. Jack had a body as muscular as Burt's. Burt handed Jeff a glass full of whiskey and directed Jeff to sit in an armchair in the hotel room. Jeff had never been in a hotel room with any other man before. Especially with two muscular gay men clearly older than he. Because of his religious background, Jeff had almost never drunk alcohol. The whiskey burned his mouth, but Jeff couldn't really do anything but drink. Both Burt and Jack kept up small talk. They talked about the weather and the upcoming conference. At some point Jack got up and began to dress for dinner. First he took off his shirt and shorts in front of Jeff. Jack was wearing only jockstraps with a REALLY big bulge. Jeff sipped his drink and stared at Jack's bulge until Jack pulled his pants up and put his shirt on. Jeff had to keep his other hand in his lap, which he covered his own hard cock. Next, Burt got up and started to get dressed as well. First he took off his bathrobe and stood naked in the middle of the room. Jeff stared at Burt's thick cock again. Now he could see it even better than in the steam room. It was really big and thick. Burt took the jockstraps out of the bag and calmly pulled them on. Jeff even suspected that Burt wanted to tease Jeff. Next, Burt picked up a bottle of whiskey and walked over to Jeff to fill Jeff's glass. Burt's massive bulge was right in front of Jeff's gaze. Jeff just stared at the awesome bulge of the jockstraps. "Do you want to touch it," asked Burt? "Just try it, it won't bite" encouraged Burt. Timidly Jeff stroked Burt's bulge. It felt really hot. After a while, Jack also stood in front of Jeff with only his Jockstraps on. "You can try this too," said Jack. For the first time in his life, Jeff had heavy cocks in both hands. Jeff weighed the men's cocks in his hands. Very heavy. Jeff could feel the men's very heavy balls in the jockstrap pouches. Men's cocks started to harden and jockstraps started to feel way too tight. The men revealed their semi-hard cocks to Jeff, but they were already much bigger than Jeff's when fully hard. Jeff lightly stroked both bare cocks. Hot hardening cocks. "You can taste very well. No one is watching." encouraged Jack. Jeff would first lick the top of Jack's helmet and then Burt. Salty. Jack thrust his own cock into Jeff's open mouth and fucked gently. Then Burt did the same. The men lifted Jeff to his feet and began to remove Jeff's clothes. Soon Jeff was standing completely naked in front of two clearly older men. The men guided Jeff onto all fours on the bed. Burt started to lick Jeff's ass while Jack shoved his cock back in Jeff's mouth. Soon Jeff's ass was wet with Burt's saliva and Jeff felt Burt switch his tongue to his cock. Jeff felt Burt's hot cock in his hole and how it slowly started to push inside Jeff. It hurt terribly, but Jack's cock filled Jeff's mouth and throat, so there was no way he could protest. Jeff was like a pig on a barbecue skewer. Stronger older men fucked Jeff from both ends. Soon Jeff's ass gave way and the pain began to subside. After a few faster thrusts, Burt roared and emptied his sperm into Jeff's ass. Very quickly Jack pulled out of Jeff's mouth and replaced Burt in Jeff's ass. Burt went under Jeff and took Jeff's rock hard cock in his mouth. Jack piston fucked Jeff and with a roar also emptied his seed into Jeff's guts. At the same time, Jeff emptied his seed into Burt's mouth, who eagerly swallowed the young man's seed. "Now after the aperitifs, dinner will surely taste good too. Why don't we get dressed and go eat," said Burt.

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These numbers seem awfully low gentleman (and I use the term loosely) but you figure there are two days in the weekend, multiple that by 52 weeks in a year. So that is 104 nights of opportunity. Now multiply that number by the number of years you have been sexually active and seriously, the number will make you .........sick to your stomach! Seriously, do the math! I like how some guys say "100". 100 since when, the end of 2021? Before the pandemic? During the pandemic? Wish everyone was honest because when I calculated my number I became somewhat ill. I am not posting my number for fear the board of Health will come and get me - lmao.

A/N : This idea came to me as I was looking for incest videos, and I just had to write it down. This is going to be a slow buildup, I hope you enjoy it. —————————————— Fuck, you're hot, man. I read the latest message I got on Grindr, looking at the pics from the sender—J21DL, who was just 15 miles away. Just body shots, and what a body it was—all smooth, defined bouncy pecs, and rock hard abs. His screen name explained why he didn't show his face—I didn't show mine either, after all. It made my dick stir in anticipation, as I scrolled through his racier pics—which he'd unlocked for my viewing. J21DL had a nice round ass, and a clean, tight-looking hole. His last pic, where he was kneeling, ass in the air, hands spreading his fat cheeks apart, almost made me come. I lay in bed, naked, stroking my cock. My wife was working a night shift—again—and here I was, all horned up. I've been getting lonely ever since my son went off to college 3 years ago, and my wife started taking more shifts at the hospital. We kept missing each other, what with my day job and her night job. I didn't see much of her, and all those nights spent alone really did a job on my sex drive. So I channeled that frustration into working out, shedding all the fat I'd gotten from all those marital years, to the point where I looked pretty ripped now—if all the attention I was now getting was any indication. I loved fooling around with guys when I was in college—hell, some the hottest sex I'd had was with guys—and hadn't had the opportunity to do so since I got married. I kept to myself, watching gay porn, chatting online with cam guys, but I never actually went all the way and cheated on my wife. That's where I crossed the line. Until tonight. Thanks, you're pretty hot yourself, I replied to the young college guy. White guys aren't my type, usually, but even I couldn't deny how gorgeous that young stud was. And horny as I was, I couldn't help but fantasize about how great that bubble but would feel, bouncing against my hips, with my cock up that tight hole. I shared my locked pics with him, one which showed my happy trail down to my hard 8-inch cock. Another with my profile, highlighting the curve of my ass. Fuck... J21DL said. I need that cock inside me. Yeah? Fuck yeah. My GF's studying for an exam, and I'm horny as fuck. Come over. I paused, a war raging inside me. Oh how I wanted to plow that young thing all night long. But I wanted to be faithful to my wife. Hell, that kid was the same age as Brandon, my son. I couldn't do that to them. Could I? Wish I could, kid, I eventually sent. Why can't you? I'm married. That's even hotter, he replied. Part of my agreed, and I groaned in frustration. A few seconds later, I received a pic from him. Come on, man, I need your big cock in me. Damn, kid, I replied as I squeezed my cock. You're kind of cheating already right now anyway. Might as well go all the way now. Was I, though? Was this cheating? Fuck, I wasn't thinking clearly, horny as I was. As I looked at the empty space next to me, then to my raging hard cock, I made up my mind. Fuck it, give me your address, I said, and within half an hour, I was leaving my car and standing before a fraternity house, cock still hard in my cargo shorts. I'd left in a hurry, didn't even bother putting on underwear—I'd just grabbed a tank top and a pair of shorts. I entered the house, the front door left unlocked as J said it would. Thank God, Brandon hadn't joined a frat. At least I wouldn't be caught by my son tonight. The front door will be open, come up the stairs, first door on your left. I'll be waiting for you on my bed, ass up for you to take. Just come in, don't say a word, fuck me real good, then leave. I don't want my brothers to hear us. As promised, I found one beautiful boy standing on all fours on a queen size bed, his perfect bubble butt in front of me. I could barely see inside his room, dark as it was, but I didn't care much at the moment. I didn't waste time and kneeled in front of J, taking a good whiff of his musky scent before lapping up at his hole. I dug my tongue in, reveling in the soft moaning that left his mouth. I slapped his hole with my cock then, letting my head rub back and forth over his hole, teasing the entrance. My cock was leaking precum like I'd never seen before, and I was smearing it all over J's hole, the thought of filling that young boy's ass with my cum turning me on even more than I already was. "You want that cock?" I asked as I plastered myself over his back, nipping at his earlobe while I kept grinding my cock between his ass cheeks. "Yeah, fuck me," he replied, and then put a condom in my hand. I took it, not letting my disappointment come through, and sat back on my feet. I grabbed the bottle of lube J had left on the bed and poured a good amount on his hole, slipping my fingers through. "Fuck," he muttered as I slipped on the condom. The latex felt weird on my cock, as I hadn't used a condom in forever, and even a little constricting. I didn't like it, but I wanted to respect this young man's wishes—I knew I was clean, but who knew what diseases he carried. I didn't need to be caught with an STD. Soon enough, I was ready—and so was J—and slowly entered the young jock's hole. "Ooh fuck, yeah, just like that," he whispered, encouraging me to pick up the pace. I slipped in an out of him slowly at first, loving how crazy I was making him. I wanted to tease him until he went wild with want, and begged me to fuck him senseless. "Come on, old man, fuck me," he said, thrusting his ass back against my cock. How I wish I could see his face right now, and so I rolled him over, my cock still inside, trying to get a good look of his face. Sadly, it was too dark, so I traced his features with my fingers, stroked his smooth young face and plump lips. J had really soft hair, and I couldn't help but lean down and kiss him. He kissed back like a starved kid, and that spurred me to fuck him harder. J wrapped his arms around my broad back as I plowed his ass, swallowing his moans with my mouth as my balls slapped his ass. I was in heaven, fucking this pretty young thing, and for a moment, I forgot I was a married man in his late forties. "Mmhh, yeah, just like that, Daddy," J said, the last word making me pause. Had he just called me...daddy? "Don't stop, fuck me, Daddy." There was that word again, sparking something inside me. I found myself even more turned on at the thought of fucking my own son, which was crazy as fuck. I had never even thought of that before. J awoke a beast in me, and I found myself fucking him even harder. There was no way his frat brothers couldn't hear us, even if we kept our mouth shut, the sound of my balls hitting J's ass was pretty loud. "You like that, son?" I whispered near J's ear, getting myself into this little roleplay he got us into. "Like Daddy's big cock in you?" "Fuck, yeah, Daddy," J said, his arms bringing me even closer to him for a sloppy kiss. "Love you, Daddy." "Love you too, baby boy," I replied, feeling my load coming. "I'm going to cum, son." "Cum inside me, Daddy," he said, and just like that, I came undone, bursting inside J's hole, wishing there was no barrier between us. I pulled out of him, and took of the filled condom off my cock, and was about to tie it up when J stopped me with a firm hand. "Don't throw it away," J said, taking the condom off my hands. "Such a waste." "What are you doing?" I asked, not seeing clearly what the kid was up to. "I'm tasting your cum, Daddy," he replied, and there I could see the condom inside his mouth, J tilting the end up to make my cum slid down his mouth. It was the hottest thing I 'd ever seen in my life. "Fuck, you taste so good, Daddy." "Jesus Christ, son," I said, pinning him down on his bed to kiss him. I tasted my self on his tongue, and man, that tasted damn amazing. My cock was getting hard again, and I felt J's own hard cock grinding against mine. He was moaning pretty loud as we kept kissing, our cocks sliding together in bliss, until he, too, came. I felt his cock pulsating along mine, and that made me come again. "You feel so good, Daddy," he whispered, hands roaming all over my back as we kept sliding our bodies up and down. "Thank you." "You're welcome, baby," I said, pulling away to look at the mess on his belly. I couldn't resist the sight of all the glistening cum on his abs, and leaned down, lapping up everything I could. "Give me some," J said, and I obliged, keeping all the cum in my mouth until I could lock my lips with his. We shared the cum between our tongues, my body flushed against his. I never wanted to leave J, his gorgeous body connecting with mine, his strong thighs tangled up in mine. At the moment, I didn't regret my decision, even if it meant I was a cheater. I had one of the best nights of my life, and I couldn't care less, I thought as I dozed off with J in my arms.

I went to bathhouse in Syracuse today for locker special. The first guy I started to suck him off in the stream room he brought me back to his room and fuck me dump load in me. So i decided to walk around in the dark room the 2nd guy found a hot 30’s sitting in corner playing with his dick so I started to suck on his dick got nice and hard he fuck he dump #2 load in me. The 3rd guy was a regular fucking buddy of mine he nice uncut he fuck he fuck me on the fuck bunch and dump load number 3 in me. When i was getting fuck by him there black guy watching me get fuck on the bench he came up to me I started to suck on his cock for little bit then he fuck me deep dump his load in me. So i have 4 loads of cum in my ass and going keep in me all night. Ps any from Syracuse that wants to dump there load in me hit me up. No loads refused

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Asking is always good Or if you are looking to swallow, and you like being blindfolded, you could always post a sign - either on the wall in your cubicle or just write across your chest “urinal” or “urinal and cum dump”

absolutely destroying some cute little twinky fucktoy with a few of my most dirty, twisted, big dicked buddies, while his mother and father sit there and watch us throatfuck him, fuck his pussy bareback, fist fuck his tight pussy into a gaped out, sloppy cunt and blow load after load into the little faggots guts. maybe get the dad to insert our cocks into his sons hole and grab him by the head to help us throat fuck him and shove my cock in part way and have his mommy grab my cock and jerk me off into his guts while begging me to strangle him harder and have her eat our loads from his sloppy gaped out pussy. maybe even make the dad fuck a load into him while his mommy sucks his cock until they both cum. you know? the usual stuff.

Just an update on how I went. on the 21st I did what was suggested and go into the dark room arse up. I got fucked by at least 10 guys and got 2 loads from 5pm until 10pm. I had a break and when back at it from midnight until 2am, I lost count how many guys fucked me, I got a further 2 loads. I knees got sore, so I went for a walk. I found a knock around the corner from the main porn room, there was a few older men watching a guy get fucked, I joined him and he and I were fucked by 6 men between us. I got another load. called it quits by around 4am. I went the follow Sunday (someone said Sunday arvo were good. he wasn't wrong). From 3pm I was in the dark room and I was fucked by at least 20 guys and got 6 loads. Unfortunately, I had to leave early for a flight. I'm planning on doing a full weekend, next time I am there. LOVED IT!

Neg here. Love getting loaded. Whether it’s by one or two guys or a gang bang. I take on demand but am due for a test soon. I don’t consider myself a bug chaser either, I consider myself a load chaser. After enough scares I’ve already accepted that it’s possible I’ll get pozzed eventually. I’m kind of numb to it at this point

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Part 26: Plans in Motion (Chapter 1 of the Demise of Lewis) “What a gorgeous ass,” Domonic said, squeezing Jay’s round cheeks. “A family trait.” He looked up to me and smiled. We were in Domonic’s tattoo shop late at night, the doors locked, leaving us undisturbed. Jay had been eager to get his own biohazard tattoo as soon as we were finished fucking. The smell of cum and sweat still clung to our skin. I was sure Jay’s face still smelled like my ass. “How about we celebrate your gift tomorrow night,” Domonic had said, shoving a plug into Jay’s hole after he had unloaded inside him. “Let’s mark you up.” “Fuck, yeah,” Jay had said. “But make sure it isn’t small. I want everyone to know what I am.” Jay was lying front-side down on one of the parlor tables, ass exposed, shirt pulled up, his lower back exposed and sporting a red biohazard tattoo outlined in black. Domonic sat admiring his work while I stood in front of Jay, my cock in his mouth. He’d already sucked one load out of me and was working on a second. Just before Domonic had started tattooing Jay’s ass, he dumped another load deep in Jay’s guts, a slow trickling of poz cum leaking out over the table. “I really do amazing work,” Domonic said. “The tattoo is good too.” “It looks amazing,” I said, admiring my brother’s new ink. “I think mine might be a bit better, though.” Domonic smiled. “Sounds biased, but I can agree.” A ringing started, Domonic reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. “Hello?” My hands reached down and held Jay’s head steady as I started to thrust my dick further into his throat, blowing my second load into his mouth. “Fuck,” I moaned, my hands caressing either side of his face, feeling his stubble. “You’ve found your calling.” “It’s easy when you’re the one sliding into my throat,” Jay said. “I’m happy to say that I know what my brother’s poz cum tastes like.” “What does it taste like?” I asked. “Candy,” he said, smiling. “Sort of.” “I wonder if all brothers have similar tasting cum,” I wondered. Inside I also wondered if it tasted the same between father and son. “Sounds good,” Domonic said, turning back to Jay and myself. “We’ll be there tomorrow night.” “What’s happening tomorrow night?” I asked, noticing Domonic’s eagerness. “That was Peter,” Domonic said, ending the call. “He says he spoke to Lewis and is planning on meeting him at his house tomorrow night. Peter’s wife is out of town for a few days, giving us the opportunity to convert his ass.” “If he wants it,” I added. “Oh, he’ll want it,” Jay said, licking my cock’s tip. “Who wouldn’t.” “I just don’t want to force this on him if it isn’t what he wants,” I said, admitting to the fear I had that our lust for his young man, this nearly pure being, would push us too far. “I couldn’t live with that.” I noticed Jay’s expression changed for a brief moment, moving back from me ever so slightly. “Peter said he called Pastor Kline, and he’s up and moving again,” Domonic said. “He says he is desperate to get fucked again.” “That means we’ll have an odd man out,” I said. “Pastor Kline bottoms. So will Lewis. Peter can do either, but he isn’t poz yet. I can do either, but you top. Why is it so complicated?” “What about me?” Jay asked. “I’ll bottom. You said Peter isn’t poz yet. Well, he can fuck my ass, and I’ll see if I can help him along.” “That leaves you and me to fuck Lewis and Pastor Kline,” Domonic said, a devious smile spreading across his face. “I’ve got to say, I’ve missed Pastor Kline’s ass, but I’m desperate to fuck an eighteen-year-old’s ass again. It’s been too long.” “So, how are we doing this?” I asked, knowing I was doing the majority of the thinking within the group. While everyone else let the heads of their dicks guide them, I was the lone member of the group still using the head on his shoulders. “Like we planned before,” Domonic said. “I’ll be with Peter at his house. Lewis will meet us there. You, Pastor Kline, and Jay will be hiding away until we snag his neg ass.” “Fuck,” Jay moaned, turning on his side to reveal the erection he was sporting. “I swear there isn’t anything hotter than this.” He started jerking himself off, precum dripping down onto the table. “You’ll be doing a lot of doggy style,” Domonic said, slapping Jay’s ass. “Your lower back will be hurting for a while.” “As long as my hole matches,” Jay said, winking. “I can promise that,” Domonic said. And with that, Jay spewed his seed onto the table and the floor. ## I found myself nervous all day leading up to us meeting at Peter’s house. I sat in my office, staring at mounting emails I kept ignoring from one fear to another. First, I had been sick thinking I had pozzed Jay. Now, all I could do was think about how horrible our plan could go in the end. Everyone could find out, I realized. Everyone I know could learn that not only am I gay, but I’m poz and sleeping with Domonic, two married men, my doctor, and my own brother. While the thought made me sick for a brief moment, I soon found myself hard at the thought. I pictured myself with Domonic, my life intertwining with his even more so. It was so clear to me, and it made perfect sense. My hand reached down to my cock, but I resisted. I needed to save some of my cum for Lewis. A knock on my office door pulled me from my growing erection which I hid beneath my desk. “Come in,” I said. The door opened and a smiling face met me. “There he is!” “Pastor Kline,” I exclaimed, jumping from my desk and running to him, pulling him into a hug. “It’s great to see you.” “You too,” he said, his hand moving down my back and finding its place on my ass. His nose pressed against my shirt collar and he sniffed deep. Fuck, he was a twisted man. “From the stiff bulge in your pants, I either interrupted something or you are far happier to see me than I had expected.” “I was just thinking about tonight,” I told him. “Still, I’m happy to see you.” I kissed him, our tongues rolling over each other. “How do you feel?” “Fantastic,” he said. “I felt like shit for a while there. I kept having to make up reasons why I couldn’t have my wife drive me to the ER. I don’t know how you bounced back so easily.” “It wasn’t easy,” I told him. “Then again, I did have Domonic taking care of me.” “Fuck, I can’t wait to have him inside me again,” Pastor Kline said. “Do you think you’ve got it in you for a quick fuck?” “I’ve got save up for tonight,” I reminded him. “How about a bathroom break?” Pastor Kline offered. I smiled. “That I can do.” Pastor Kline went down on his knees as I fished my cock out of my pants, resting it on his tongue as a stream of piss shout out, filling his mouth. I could tell that he was thrilled from the look on his face. No truer pig existed in the world. “I’ve missed your taste,” Pastor Kline told me. “So, tell me, what have I missed?” “We’ve been fucking Peter non-stop,” I told him. “Still not poz?” I gave him a look. “It took you a while, remember.” “That’s because I love fucking so much that I needed you to put even more work into me than anyone else.” “My brother Jay is here,” I added. “He’ll be joining us tonight.” “And he is…” “Poz,” I added. “From his boyfriend.” “So I could get spit-roasted by brothers?” he asked. “I like that idea.” “You like anything that involves fucking,” I reminded him. “I’m a man who knows what he wants,” Pastor Kline said. “And after over a week of not having someone fill my hole, I let you know what I want. I demand you fuck me right here.” “But…” I started, Pastor Kline silencing me. He grabbed my arm and led me out of my office. There was no one left in the building, everyone having gone home now. “Where are you taking me?” “Somewhere I’ve always wanted to fuck,” he said. We entered the sanctuary, the lights off except for an illuminated cross. He led me onto the front stage and stopped, turning to look at me, a grin on his face. “Here?” I asked, looking around us. There was nothing blocking us from view. If someone entered the sanctuary, we’d be seen clearly. “I’ve stood on this stage for decades,” Pastor Kline said. “And it wasn’t until I met you that I found my true purpose. Right here, right now, I want you to baptize me into my new life. Fill me with your holy cum.” All the strength I had stored up to keep myself full for Lewis broke. I felt a rush of power fill me, urging me to take the man I had seen as a father to me and fuck his ass full of my toxic cum. I grabbed Pastor Kline and turned him around, pushing him up against the pulpit. He grabbed it with both hands, looking back at me as I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down to his ancles. “Fuck, I missed you,” he said. I pulled down his underwear, running my hand along his ass, feeling his used hole which cried out for a cock to fill it. Beyond him I looked out over the empty chairs, Knowing in days they would be filled with the men and women who believed us both to be holy men of God. What would they say if they saw us now? What would they think of our naked bodies pressed into each other, needing each other, crying out for satisfaction. I unbuttoned my pants and, with some difficulty, manage to extract my engorged cock, precum already dripping. “Fuck me hard,” Pastor Kline growled. “Fuck me into oblivion… into heaven.” “With pleasure,” I said. I grabbed his hips and shoved myself into him with one easy motion, bottoming out. I felt my breath catch in my throat. “Fuck me,” Pastor Kline moaned, gripping onto the podium for dear life. “This is what I need. This is what I’ve been waiting for.” “Then accept it,” I said, forcing my thrusts inside. I found the fear I had been having concerning Lewis were melting away with every invasion I made into Pastor Kline’s ass. I could feel his hole’s lips pulling me in, inviting me back to my home. His body needed a man to fill him, and I was all too willing. “You want my load, baby?” I asked, imagining Lewis bent over in front of me. Moving from fucking someone so mature to someone early in their sexual journey. “Give it to me,” Pastor Kline nearly shouted, fist pounding the pulpit, the sound echoing. “Knock me up again. Fill me up. Fill up my poz cunt.” I pushed myself as far into Pastor Kline’s body as I could, feeling his own body convulse from the feeling of my poz load filling his guts. His cock jumped along with mine, his cum, newly poz, spewing over old hymnals hidden within the podium. His body needed me inside it. His body called for my body. I slipped my dick out of his hole and admired my work. “I guess you’ll be open for tonight.” Pastor Kline smiled. “For you, I’m open ever night." He kissed me, the taste of my piss still on his lips. “Till tonight.” ## I had parked a block away like Peter had instructed, walking to his house the rest of the way, Jay following after me. “This is hot,” Jay told me. “I never did anything like this when I fucked women.” “I doubt that,” I told him. “You fucked hundreds of women.” “But not like this,” Jay said. “All of you together, your need to spread your seed, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” I could feel my heart pounding, pushing me to both run forward and back. There was no doubt I wanted this to happen, but I was obviously scared. What would happen if something went wrong? I couldn’t let myself think that way. I had to think positive. “Right on time,” Peter said, ushering us into his home. The walls were covered in pictures of him and his wife, dozens of frames staring back at us. It was clear that Peter’s wife had once anticipated children, but they now simply hosted pictures of a man who secretly craved cock and a wife who didn’t know the type of man she had. “This must be the famous brother,” Peter said, shaking Jay’s hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” “You, too,” Jay said. He released Peter’s hand and then cupped Peter’s crotched, squeezing gently. “From what I’ve heard, you’re able to cum buckets full.” “That’s a bit of an exaggeration,” Peter said, allowing Jay to feel him growing bulge. “I hope I’ll be able to show you what I can do tonight.” “And I’ll see if I can manage to help you along toward a more ‘positive’ outcome.” We sat in the living room, waiting for Lewis to arrive. The whole time, our dicks were growing, ready to burst as our anticipation for what was to come drove us wild. I noticed Jay and Domonic across the room sharing a private conversation, their eyes glancing over to me a few times. Whatever they were discussing must have been serious from the expressions on their faces. I had to admit, there were brief moments when I wondered if Jay would be a better match with Domonic. Jay was the type of bottom slut that Domonic would love. Seeing them together, I found myself wondering if he had encountered the wrong Ryder brother first. The doorbell rang, startling all of us out of our minds. “Hide,” Peter said. Pastor Kline, Jay, and I ran out of the living room and hid in Peter’s office which was just down the hall, easily within earshot of their coming discussion. We heard the door unlock and Peter greet someone, but there was something in his voice that, to me, sounded as if something was happening. He sounded as if there was a slight panic in his voice. Had something gone wrong? Had his wife returned home early? Did someone from church figure out what was going on and were using this to get us all together in one place? When I found myself ready to pass out from the fear of what was to come, I noticed Pastor Kline’s eyes widen, his hand reaching out to me, grabbing my arm. He looked at me, lower lip trembling. “Lewis isn’t alone,” Pastor Kline said, a look of pure shock frozen on his face. “That’s Ryan with him.” ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I've been trying to get us to the Lewis chapters for a while, so I had to bite the bullet and jump into. Sorry if there isn't as much sex in this chapter. I'm just trying to get to the massive orgy. Things take time. I won't be posting the next two Sundays, just an FYI. Happy Reading.

There is a old no tell motel on industrial blvd west side of Dallas. The hot lil piece of ass wife and I at the time, we met a guy after he came out of cumunion. We went over to the Kool Breeze motel just a few blocks from cumunion and had a threesome. We shot our scenes on cellphones, good times.

Yes I like being a Poz cumdumpster everyone is still having a good time with me at bathhouses and mens parties. 99% of guys breed rawdawg these days and I don’t have a problem with that at all. It’s not a bad thing to be Poz it’s not a big deal for me most guys I meet are Poz too

As we enjoyed our early morning swim the cub asked me about Joe. You could see the wheels turning in his head as I described seeing the end of his first man on man blowjob with Claude, and then Joe’s report of the day be fore’s encounter. I’m going to let the cub and Joe share their accounts of what happened later that afternoon. Cub There were no winds, so the three guys stayed rafted to our boat through the next day. I always like a sexual challenge so began scheming in my head as I listened to Joe’s limited man on man sex experience as we swam early on the second day. I found every opportunity to be as close to Joe throughout the morning as I could manage without looking obvious. Our conversations were easy, comfortable and engaging. I liked him and got the sense that he liked me to. In the middle of the afternoon he excused himself begging off to have a nap on their boat. Since none of the other guys were around at that moment I asked if he would mind if I joined him. He hesitated before responding but ended up saying, “Why not.” He left his shorts on as he climbed into the v-birth, I climbed in naked spooning behind him. We soon drifted off into a deep short sleep. I awoke with my boner pushed against the back of his shorts and an arm around his bare chest. He slowly woke, rolled on his back, smiled at me and said, “Thanks, that was very nice.” With one hand still on his chest I reached and stroked my waking woody. I caught his eye and moved mine to look at my erection as an invitation. He smiled while climbing out of the bed saying, “Thanks, but no thanks.” He went to the fridge and pulled out a couple of beer. “Come join me in the cockpit.” I didn’t bother with my swim suite and cuddled close beside him as we nursed our beers and continued our comfortable conversation. One beer led to two, led to five. I was feeling pretty tipsy already when Joe offered me a shoot of vodka. One shot led to three. I leaned into kiss and Joe enthusiastically engaged with me. I reached into his shorts, and he was hard as a rock. In my drunken stupor I didn’t over think it and asked him to fuck me. “Why not?” he said as he tottered out of his shorts. I bent over the bench and felt him kiss my neck. “I don’t think we have any condoms on board, sorry.” “Fuck man, this ass has never seen a condom. Why would I start now?” I was afraid this might end the adventure, but he was spitting onto his cock. He drunkenly drove deep into my hole, and I screamed in pain. “Fuck, fuck man, I’m so sorry” and he tried to pull out. I grabbed his butt pulling him back in deep. “Not to worry dude, I love this exquisite pain! Beside it's already receding and being replaced by pure pleasure.” He slowly and gently began to fuck my ass. I was afraid he would change his mind, so I rolled over onto my back to keep eye contact. He tentatively slid back in as my feet rested on his shoulder’s. Again, he slowly fucked me like I was a piece of delicate China. His face was creased with concern. “I’m not a fragile doll stud, I need you to pound my hole.” His power and rate increased a little and I cried “Harder stud, fuck me harder.” He gritted his teeth and slammed into me, “Like this?” “Just like that, or harder still straight daddy.” Something snapped in him, and he brutally assaulted my hole. I knew I now had him and acted like I was afraid; this just brought the animal instincts out in him more so and he grabbed hold of my chest twisting my muscular breasts and tearing at my cub hair. Everyone one of his thrusts were now striking my prostate causing and incredibly satisfying pain. I’d freed this straight man to use and abuse me, I just wanted him to take and claim all of me. His breathing became very erratic, I milked his big cock with my ass muscles, and he was soon firing bullet after bullet of straight cum deep into my inner sanctum. He collapsed panting on top of me as I heard cheering from the crowd that had gathered to watch from the deck of our bigger boat. …… Joe I must have drifted into a deeper sleep for my nap than normal. It took me a moment to remember the warm hand on my bare chest must belong to the cub that had spooned me. Speaking of spooning I then realized his hard on was pushing at the ass of my shorts. Thank God I had left them on. I turned over and was delighted to hear myself saying, “Thanks, that was very nice.” He must have thought my words were an invitation, he rolled on his back, grabbed his erection and with his eyes invited me to go down on him. “Thanks, but no thanks.” I was out of there grabbing beer to try and calm my nerves. I handed one to him and was a bit uncomfortable that he snuggled his naked body up close to mine in the cockpit out for anyone who wanted to look to see. As we finished each bottle of beer, he would make his way to the fridge for new ones. I think we were at five, I was a bit drunk, but decided let’s keep this party rolling. I grabbed the vodka and one shot led to three. The cub leaned in to kiss me and I stuck my tongue deep down his throat. He responded eagerly as our tongues danced and slid around inside each other. He eventually pulled away and bluntly commanded “Fuck me daddy.” “Why not.” Crossed my drunken lips before I even gave it a thought. I quickly slipped out of my shorts, spit on my hard cock and went to plunged it deep into his waiting hole. That’s when even in my drunken state I somehow remembered we should be using condoms and confessed I didn’t think there were any on the boat. “Fuck man, this ass has never seen a condom. Why would I start now?” I spit on my cock and plunged deep into his hole. I was immediately sorry hearing his scream. He assured me this was a pain he loved all the while pulling me back into him with his hands on my ass cheeks. I cautiously began to slide in and out of him. He was clearly amused and assured me once again, this time that he wasn’t fragile. I upped my game, but he just kept asking for it harder and faster. I really was concerned I might hurt him. cried “Harder stud, fuck me harder.” He cried. I gritted my teeth and slammed into him with all my weight. “Like this?” “Just like that, or harder still straight daddy.” This flicked a nasty switch deep in me that I’d never experienced before. I felt raunchier and hornier and more domineering than ever. I lost track of him, and an animal rutting energy took over. I saw the fear in his eyes, and this just drove me more and more out of control. This sweet cub had turned me into a nasty pig only interested in my own pleasure. It was like he was begging me to own and abuse his body. So, claim it I did as I climaxed deep inside with volley after volley erupting from my liberated balls. I collapsed on top of him and suddenly felt that it was indeed him who had claimed and dominated me. And I loved that feeling. That is until I heard a crowd from the other boat cheer. ‘How much of this had they seen and heard?’ To be continued ...

I must’ve dozed off because the next thing I remember is Jake telling me to get on my knees. The room was now brightly lit. I realized the camera was on and I would be clearly seen. He put my ex-wife’s picture in front of me. “Now B---’s going to watch me fuck her sissy-boi husband.” He shoved some lube into my ass, hard. It hurt, and I gave an involuntary cry of pain. I felt him scratch me up inside. “I’m sorry, sir,” I said quickly. “Not good enough, bitch.” He smacked my ass. “Thank you, sir.” More smacks followed. I felt my ass grow warm. Looking at the photo, I sensed my ex watching me, and I felt my face redden, just like my ass. I loved being humiliated by a real man in front of her. The spanking stopped. The tip of Jake’s cock brushed my butt hole, then I felt him press into me. My ass opened to receive him. The fullness was wonderful, the warmth intense. I let out a girlish whimper of pure pleasure. “Oh, yes, you like that, don’t you? Of course you do. That’s ‘cause you’re a cunt, right? This is what you were meant for – to be seeded by a real man. Tell your wife what you want, cunt.” I looked at the photo. “I want your seed, sir,” I murmured, embarrassed. A sharp smack. “Louder, cunt. I want her to hear you.” “SEED ME, SIR. MAKE ME YOUR BITCH. CUM INSIDE ME,” I shouted. “That’s better, faggot.” Jake was now in me to the hilt, moving in and out, his hands gripping my hips. “I bet B---'s in bed with her stud boyfriend right now, fucking him and enjoying what a real man can do. Yes, you and she have a lot in common, both horny little cunts.” He had that right! His thrusts stopped, but the tip of his cock stayed inside me. “Time for you to do the work, faggot.” I began to rock back and forth on my knees, controlling the pace. He puffed away on his cigar, ordering me to go faster, then slower. At one point, I moved from my knees into a squatting position and bounced up and down on his cock. It was exhausting and I lost all sense of time. Then he stopped and said, “On your back, bitch.” I lay on my back on the dirty, cum-stained mattress. I pulled up my legs and spread my ass cheeks. Jake smacked my butt hard. “Did I tell you to do that, cunt?” Jake barked. “I’m sorry, sir.” He straddled my chest again and shoved his cock into my mouth. His dick smelled and tasted like my ass. I gagged with nearly every thrust; I felt a tear roll down the side of my face. I hated myself for crying but I couldn't help it. My ex used to cry often, too; now it just seemed part of being feminine. Jake stopped and ordered me to spread my legs. I obeyed. He fingered my boi pussy, again scratching me, and then rimmed me with his tongue. I moaned. “Oh, yeah,” he grunted. “You like that, don’t you, cunt?” I moaned again, louder. “Beg for it,” he ordered. “Please, sir. I need your cock inside me. Please. I need you so much.” He stopped licking, got on his knees, and teased me with the tip of his dick. I begged him again. He rammed his thick, veiny dick in to the hilt in one swift thrust that made me gasp. I have never felt so full. Now he was really fucking me, harder and harder. I heard high-pitched sounds – “Ah! Mmmm! Oh!” – drawn from my throat. It was embarrassing to sound like a girl. I covered my mouth with my hand but Jake pushed it aside. "I like to hear a bitch when she moans," he muttered. As he thrust inside me, fast and deep, his balls slapped loudly against my ass. Whack! Whack! Whack! I opened my eyes and saw my reflection in his dark glasses. I thought, My goodness. I am such a total slut. He can make me do anything. My hands gripped his thick forearms; I noticed my pretty watch and realized that my manhood was totally gone. He had left me with nothing but my inner sissy self, female in every way but anatomically. Jake tossed aside his cigar, then blew a final puff of cigar smoke in my face. I loved it – it was such an expression of male power. At that moment I knew that if he wanted B---, she could never resist his advances. I thought to myself, This is what every woman really wants. I was only pretending to be a man. This is what a faggot needs. He was close now. “I’m going to mark you now, cunt. You’re going to take my positive seed.” I heard the words, somewhere in the back of my mind, but they didn't really register. Besides, I was too far into the moment to stop. “Yes, sir! Please, sir!” I felt his body tense, then a final series of deep spasms and he exhaled loudly. His mouth found mine and his tongue invaded me, too. It was an intense fuck-kiss, my favorite moment when my man expresses his pleasure. It seemed to last forever. *** Jake fell asleep on top of me, as I gently stroked his back. I felt him soften and eventually slip out of my boi cunt. Some of his cum dribbled down my crack, but I held most of it inside me. I dozed off. The next thing I knew, Jake gruffly ordered me to turn on my belly. As I did so, I saw that he had placed my ex-wife’s photo only a foot from my face. “You like having B--- watch you, don’t you, sissy?” “Yes, sir! Yes I do! I want her to see me getting fucked by a real man.” He shoved his cock into me. I was so loose it took just one good thrust., and it didn't hurt anymore. “Tell her what you are, boy,” Jake ordered. “I’m a faggot, B---. Not a real man. I need to be fucked. Look at me, honey. I was meant to serve real men, like this.” Jake lay on top of me, pounding my ass. He yanked my face around to kiss me, our tongues swirling. When he stopped I faced the photo of my ex again. It felt like she was staring through me. I felt my own dick harden and throb. “Sir,” I murmured, “I’m gonna cum soon.” “Not yet,” he commanded. He paused. He grabbed the picture and laid it on the bed next to me. “Turn on your side,” he said. My hard dick was now directly over the photo. Jake reached around and began to pump my cock. I’ve never been so hard in my life. “I bet she hates fags because of you, boy. Now get even. Shoot your load onto her pretty face.” I couldn’t resist. My jism spurted out, all over the photo, all over B---'s pretty face, her cold stare. I turned to Jake and softly said, “Thank you, sir.” *** As I emerged from a dreamless sleep, I felt a sharp tug on the leash. Jake was standing over me. “Get up, cunt,” he ordered. He led me down the hall back to where he had parked his motorcycle. I heard the click-click of my black booties on the concrete floor. It sounded sexy. A faint light was visible through the high windows -- dawn was coming. How would this end? Jake led me over to his bike. I thought he was going to tell me to sit behind him and ride through the streets of San Francisco in nothing more than my cami and thong. I was humiliated but also turned on by the thought of people walking their dogs and seeing me with my collar and leash. Instead he ordered me to lean over the bike and spread my legs. I realized Jake planned to fuck me again. I felt a tingle of anticipation and started to get hard. In front of me was a full-length mirror. Jake lit a cigar. His magnificent dick, which had given me so much pleasure, stood out rock hard. “I like a piece of ass in the morning for the road,” he grunted as he blew a cloud of smoke at me. “Then I’ll call you a ride.” He got behind me on his knees, spread my ass cheeks, and proceeded to lick my boi cunt. I was in heaven and I moaned. Then he stood behind me and pressed my back so my belly rested on the bike seat. I felt his man meat against my asshole. It slid in easily; I was loose from all the fucking. Jake thrust in and out, moving for his pleasure. I was nothing more than a cum dump for my top, and I loved the sense of being used. My own dick wiggled back and forth beneath me. It went on for a long time, the room getting lighter, my legs tiring, as I gasped with each deep stroke. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a man and his little, effeminate faggot – me – each of us in his proper place. Jack increased the pace. I knew he was close. Then, with a loud grunt, he erupted inside me, bestowing on me the gift of his seed. His positive seed. It truly was gift, and it established his dominance over me forever. He pulled out, turned me around, and gave me a deep kiss. It was incredibly hot and intense. “Now for your ride home, cunt.” He pulled out his cellphone from the pouch behind the seat. “JM gave me your ex-wife’s phone number. Should I call him or her?” “Sir, please, not her. Don't call her,” I pleaded. But inside, secretly, I hoped he would…. BRIEF EPILOGUE About six weeks later I got really, really sick. I tested positive. My boyfriend took care of me. He told me he loved me and proposed. It was very sweet and I said yes. But every now and then, Jake calls and orders me to meet him at the warehouse. And I do.

Part 8 I lost track of whose tongue was in my mouth, and whose hands were doing what to my body. It was a tangle of naked bodies on the mat. I was lost in the sheer sexual energy, never having felt anything like this before. I felt Apollo’s fur brushing against my body — my chest, back and legs — as he explored me. At the same time, I felt Wil’s smooth skin soothing me as we melded into the sexual fray. Up became down, and down was up in our frenzy. At times I was on top of our pile, and then found myself on my back. All the while, Apollo was whispering to us, encouraging us. My mind was whirling. I never dreamed there could be a place like this — it was terrifying and exhilarating. “I want to see you fuck your boyfriend before I fuck you,” he whispered as the three of us made out together. I was pushed onto my back, someone sliding my jockstrap down my legs, and suddenly Wil was on top of me. Apollo was kneeling beside us, making out with Wil while one hand massaged my hardon. I knew I was rock hard, though I hadn’t topped at all tonight. “Sit on him,” Apollo instructed. Wil looked down at me, our eyes locking. For the first time I noticed his eyes were a brilliant blue, even in the club’s multicolored lighting. His face was handsome and boyish at the same time. He looked so vulnerable now, the cocky confidence he’d shown all night disappearing. And in that moment I realized he was afraid I’d say no and reject him. Apollo was reaching behind Wil, guiding my freshly lubed cock toward Wil’s hole. I felt my head insert. Itself into the diving where Wil’s hole was hiding. We froze in that moment. I hadn’t topped very often, and wasn’t sure I could pleasure Wil the way others had tonight. We just looked at each other, unexpectedly caught in our own insecurities. But I knew I wanted this. I wanted Wil, and had since the first time he smiled at me. I lifted my hips and slide inside Wil. It was like warm butter melting around my cock. I slowly began working my hips up and down, and let out a deep groan. Wil’s handsome faced contorted with surprise, disbelief, and pleasure. He leaned down and kissed me fiercely as I began to slowly fuck him. “Oh my gawd.” I don’t know which of us said it, maybe both. “That’s it,” Apollo said, “Let me see you ride your boyfriend’s nice cock.” Wil leaned back, settling his full weight on top of my groin, driving my dick all the way inside him. I had only topped a few times before. Being inside Wil felt unlike anyone else I’d fucked. His buttery ass was wrapped around my cock, and I could feel him using his muscles to milk my raging hardon. He kept his eyes locked with mine. “Show him how much you love his cock,” Apollo said. Wil began moving his hips and his legs simultaneously, working my dick so it was sliding in and out of his hole without my having to do anything. It felt amazing, and I let out a deep moan as the intense pleasure washed over me. My hands caressed Wil’s thighs, then moved across his red jockstrap that was barely containing his cock. I felt the smooth skin of his abs, and finally settled on his pecs. The beefy ginger was so fucking hot! I felt kinda drunk, though I hadn’t been drinking. The world seemed so surreal right now, Wil riding me, and surrounded by other men having sex. Apollo was right beside us, coaxing us. He kissed Wil, who seemed torn between keeping his eyes locked with mine, and surrendering to the the sculptured god next to him. I was so turned on watching them make out, but also felt this pang of jealousy that I wasn’t part of their embrace. Was Apollo going to take Wil next? I pictured Wil walking away with the god, leaving me alone on the mat. Apollo’s powerful hand rubbing my chest snapped me back into the moment. He whispered something into Wil’s ear as the sexy ginger took a hit of poppers. Then Apollo was leaning down and kissing me. Wil began riding me even harder. “He wants your load,” Apollo whispered. “Breed your boyfriend and I’ll give you my own gift.” His words stoked the fire inside me again. I began moving my hips, driving my dick up into Wil’s magic ass. “Oh my gawd! Fuck me!” Will said, breathing hard. “I’m not gonna last long,” I warned. “I want your load! Please!” He was pounding his ass down on my dick while I was driving upward. I saw the muscles in his body flexing as he worked himself into a frenzy, craving what I had to give him. He looked amazing! I felt my cock throbbing, readying for release. I had never cum inside someone before. The intensity was overwhelming. We were both moaning really loud, not caring about the others around us. “Breed him,” Apollo commanded. And the floodgates burst open. I felt waves of cum pumping through my cock, everyone one of them crashing deep inside Wil. He felt them too, rolling his head backward while riding the waves. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” My body spasmed as the waves continued to roll out, my cock suddenly feeling incredibly sensitive, and a mix of pleasure-pain gripping me. I couldn’t move any more, totally paralyzed by the intensity. Wil seemed to know, so he kept riding, driving my dick in and out of his ass, milking every drop of cum out of me. My body spasmed again. And again. Wil collapsed forward, kissing me deeply as the waves subsided. I reached up and ran a hand through his hair as he tenderly kissed me. His hair was soaked with sweat, which only made him sexier. The dichotomy of the moment wasn’t lost on me — Wil and I sharing a tender moment in the midst of a writhing pile of naked bodies. But their moans and groans of pleasure and pleasure-pain were just white noise in the background of our moment. Wil begrudgingly slipped off my dick, which was still hard. I felt the cooler air blowing across the cum-slick skin as Wil settled in beside me. We were both still breathing hard while we made out, our hearts pounding. “Thank you,” he whispered. “That was amazing,” I told him. He just kissed me again. My load was inside Wil. I’d never put a load inside someone before. I marveled at the thought that part of me was now part of him. I nuzzled against his sweaty body. I started to wonder what we would do next. Was he going to leave? There was an unexpected pang in my chest at the thought. Wil suddenly looked up, his gaze following the length of my body. His wicked ginger grin was suddenly back. “I think someone’s about to get fucked.” I felt my legs being lifted in the air. Apollo was there, kneeling at my ass, resting my legs on his shoulders as he positioned us for what was to come next. I felt cold glass under my nose. Wil pinched off one nostril saying, “I think you’re gonna want these. That’s it, babe. Take a deep huff. Now the other side. Take one more for good measure, babe. He’s packing.” As the poppers hit me, I felt disoriented, a mix of the magical rush and aftermath of the intense orgasm. Apollo was between my legs and at my hole. I felt the intense heat coming off the head of his cock, soothing my twitching hole. He was godlike, the sculpted torso looming over me. Was I really about to be fucked by someone like him? I’d seen these bodies in porn, I’d fantasized about it, but never believed it could be real. Then I felt the heated pressure against my hole, pushing it open again. I didn’t resist. I couldn’t resist this man. He closed his eyes as he smoothly sank his cock inside me. Despite being fucked earlier, my hole still needed to stretch to accommodate him. I groaned as my hole spasmed, but Apollo didn’t stop. He opened his smoldering eyes, seeing me and seeing through me at the same time. He shifted his hands to my ankles and spread my legs. I could clearly see his entire torso, mesmerized by the sleeping muscles in his 6 pack before the amazing feeling of his cock fucking me made my eyes roll back. “That’s it, babe. Let him take you.” Will kissed me eagerly as Apollo found his rhythm inside me. “Oh my gawd that’s amazing.” Apollo started to fuck me harder. He arched his back, spreading my legs even wider, I could see the taught muscles in my own legs from years of soccer. I felt totally powerless in his grip, unable to control what was happening to my body. He leaned forward, rolling me backward onto my upper back and shoulders, crushing the air out of me. Is this how wrestlers feel, I briefly thought. “You are so beautiful,” the god-like man said soothingly. Apollo’s body had a musky, masculine smell that was intoxicating. His thick cock was drilling down into me now. All I could do was grunt with each deep thrust. “Do you want the gift I have to give you?” “Yes,” I meeped out, still unable to get a full breath with his weight crushing me. It was somewhat frightening being this powerless. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t find Wil, and wondered if he had left me here. Apollo was consuming me, and I wanted him to keep going. Apollo kissed me deeply, never missing a stroke of his cock pleasuring itself inside my ass. He closed his eyes, immersing himself in the feelings coming from below. He rose up, pulling my legs into the air with him, my weight still on my shoulders in a position I didn’t think possible. I could breathe again. He started pounding away, my body quaking with the powerful thrusts. I had to spread my arms wide for balance. On the cool vinyl mat, and that was when I felt Wil still right beside me. I turned my head and saw he was captivated by the sight of Apollo drilling into me. I felt like I was half floating, my legs flailing as he relentlessly banged away at my hole. “Fuck, babe, that is SO HOT!!” I couldn’t speak. The most I could muster was a whimper. The god had me in his embrace. I was powerless to stop him. I wouldn’t stop him even if I could. I knew what he was offering. I wanted the gift he had for me. It was coming. “Give it to me! Apollo roared, drowning out the music and other sexual sounds in the loft. I felt his cock throbbing inside me, releasing the gift to me. Apollo’s seeds spread through my naked body, planting his gift within. I panted-moaned as he finished his conquest, his roar having brought everyone’s attention to his marking me. Apollo gentled lowered us back to the mat. My muscles were aching. He slid his generous cock out, but I still felt warm and full. ”Are you okay?” Wil asked softly, placing a hand on my heaving chest. I could only nod, words completely beyond my abilities at the moment. I felt incredibly vulnerable, exposed, but Wil felt like a safe haven. Apollo leaned in and kissed me. Then he kissed Wil. “That was beautiful. I hope you liked.” He rubbed my body, working his way from my shoulders down to my feet, as if examining a trophy he had won. In that moment I realized my sneakers and socks were gone, too. When had he stripped the last pieces of clothing from me? I felt even more exposed, keenly aware I was the only naked person in the Loft. He rubbed my feet, which felt amazing. “You are simply beautiful,” he said, and I felt myself glowing. Was I really that good looking that someone like him would notice me? I’d certainly never thought so before. He set my legs back onto the mat, kissed me again, then stood and walked away. Reality started to set in again. I was totally naked on a black vinyl mattress in middle of a room of guys having sex. My jock and and sneakers were MIA. This beefy ginger was cradling me in his arms, someone I’d not known a few hours ago, yet felt strangely connected to. He made me feel safe and vulnerable at the same time. Watching Apollo disappear down the stairs, I worried that Wil would be next to go. I imagined what my friends would say seeing me laying here — or worse, my family!!! I couldn’t even picture explaining to my family at a July 4th picnic what I’d done here tonight. I was suddenly that guy I heard others make fun of in the gay bars; the guy who had to go to the bookstore to get laid in secret. But tonight was different. This place was different. Sex was out in the open, and I saw a lot of really good looking guys. Hell, I’d just had sex with a god! My head was spinning again with the mix of emotions, and I wasn’t sure what to do with them all. Most importantly, I didn’t understand why I was craving more.

Got my first real hit from here today. I couldn’t host but he was cool with that. Wanted to dominate me and my mouth/throat and I was more than cool with that. He was a 45 min drive away but I’ve traveled farther than that many times. Course, when it rains.... As I’m heading out to meet Mr. #1 I get a call (RESTRICTED NUMBER— not the same as the usual spam/scam calls) from a guy asking right off if im available as a cumdump. (DAMN! Never before and now two in 90 minutes.) I explained my schedule. I said I didn’t know how long Mr. #1 would need but I didn’t think it would take long (45 min drive, 30-45 min meet, I could be on my way to him in 90 min I hoped. He would be en route home for me anyway. He said he was cool with all of it. Then he had questions. Could I take big cock (he was, I think, 9.5X8; it’s been a while but I can take it), was I a sub, would I be wearing briefs, was I a “show-off”- I was cool with all of it. (Basically I feel as a sub that what I do and how I dress is up to the man I’m lucky to be serving. I’ll whatever I can to please him.) We left it that he’d text me his address and I’d text him when I was leaving Mr. #1 so he’d know I was on my way. By the time I got to my first meet Mr. #1 I texted my arrival but his driveway was filled with 2 cars already. He had unexpected company but he wasn’t deterred. HVia text he had me slip into his garage where I waited on my knees for 5 or 10 minutes. He slipped through a side door pulling out his 7” uncut semi-boner and thrusted it all the way in, held my head and grounded my face into his pubes until he was fully boned up. He wanted me to be silent so I fought off gagging as much as possible but he loved the feel of it so he kept trying to make me gag on his juicy married cock. Took him less than 4 minutes to shoot, mostly down my throat but I did get the last few shots on my tongue. No time to clean him properly; he stuffed himself not his shorts, turned and left me there. I had to assume he was satisfied.(I did get a msg later though. He was satisfied enough to want another meet, and soon, without the pressure.) I left there eagerly expecting info to continue to Mr. #2. Unfortunately there was nothing on my phone. That would’ve bummed me out more if I hadn’t just swallowed one man’s pent-up ball juice.

Woke I awoke Saturday morning with a splitting headache and a dry mouth. I rolled over and opened my eyes to see Travis sleeping soundly by my side, and the clouds in my mind cleared quickly: My ass was sore. This man, who’s not my husband, fucked me last night. Bare. To completion. And he’s HIV+. Fuck--what have I done, I thought. I began to sweat, as the gravity of my fuckup hit me. And then my phone buzzed on the bedside table. I rolled over to look and saw it was my husband Brad calling. “Hey baby!” I answered with a somewhat hoarse tone. “Hah – hey lover” he said, “you sound rough. How was your night on the town with our boys?” “Oh, it was pretty fun I guess,” I responded half-heartedly. “Not too eventful.” And then I felt my jock strap snapped from behind and Travis’s hands on my ass. I clinched my gluten as an attempt to indicate the touch wasn't welcome. He inched his naked body closer to mine anyway. I’d awoken the big dicked, skinny stranger with this phone call, and it was apparent he wasn’t going to make chatting with Brad easy. Travis parted my ass cheeks with his hands as I tried to ignore him and pay attention to Brad, and then Travis inserted his first finger. As he began his single finger fuck of my tight hole, the fact that his poz spunk was still buried in me was on the forefront of my mind. And then a second finger slid in alongside the first. I grimaced. And then a third finger made its way inside me. In any other situation I would have yelped in pain, but I remained silent for Brad. “What you up to today?” Brad asked, as Travis began assaulting my fuck chute with his callused fingers. He worked my hole, shoving his digits in and out, twisting them with each entry. Occasionally I felt his finger nails scraping against my tender anus wall. It was all I could do not to make an audible response to the act. And yet, my dick began to harden. “Not totally sure. Probably just laying low. How about you –- are the meetings going well?” I asked as I felt Travis’s whiskers on my neck, kissing me, sucking on my jugular. I would certainly have a hickey from this. I lost track of the conversation as I was focused on not reacting to the man molesting me from behind. As Brad began going over the list of colleagues who were getting on his nerves, Travis withdrew his fingers. I then felt his dick being guided up and down my ass crack, leaving a slimy trail of precum. “Fuck no, surely he’s not gonna try to fuck me now?” I thought to myself as I tried to move away toward the edge of the bed. But as Brad continued the monologue against his coworkers, the tip of Travis’s monster cock found my hole. Travis’s arm wrapped around me to hold me close, and I had no option but to grit my teeth and accept the entry of his big dick. Travis wasn’t in the moment for romance or to be gentle: he wanted to mark his bitch. He wanted me to get caught. He wanted to claim me as his own. He wanted to emasculate Brad. He slammed his mostly dry cock deep in me. I winced and fought the urge to scream. It hurt like hell. He withdrew most of his shaft from me and then thrust forward into my body again. And again. And again. Brad then started talking about recent discussions with his family about summer vacation plans. I was successfully masking the intrusion into our marriage by remaining quiet, with occasional banter to keep the conversation going (things like “oh wow,” and “that’s great”). Travis pulled my hair as his fuck pace increased. He wanted to cum in me before Brad hung up the phone. I instinctively ground my ass backwards into him, enabling his dick to go deeper and deeper inside me. My own dick was now throbbing and was leaking precum onto our sheets. Brad took hold of my cock and began stroking it in rhythm with his pounding of my hole. My breath was becoming short. Travis was close. I was getting close. Travis picked up his pace. Brad began to wonder about the change in my breathing. “Everything ok there?” “Yeah” I said, thinking quickly and seeing the dog bed in the corner, “Molly and I are playing tug of war with her chewey. Sorry lover, go on.” Brad continued speaking, until finally Travis slammed his body into mine and let out a guttural sound. “unnnnnnnnnnhhhhhh.” Another batch of his poz dna had been injected deep inside me. “Oh fuck” I said, and then recovered “Brad, I gotta take Molly out now. Can I call you back later babe?” “ummm – ok? Sure. " He said, unsure of what was happening on my end of the phone. " Have a great day lover and call me back later!” Brad said as we ended the call. With his dick still pulsing out poison sperm into my ass, Travis jerked my dick until I began spurting my neg cum onto the sheets. “Your pussy of a husband will never fuck you again, slut. Mark my words, slut. You’re mine.”