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Part 3 I was tired, sweaty, my ass was sore from being spanked. My cum filled hole, was gaping wide and had every man's cum leaking out of it. I looked at the mirror on the bathroom door and checked the tallies on my asscheeks. 40. I counted 40 men who can came me their poz seed tonight. I checked the clock and it read 3 am. 3 am and I was still getting pounded by poz daddies. There must have been a whole nother 20 or so left in the master room. Bill and Robert from time to time would give me water, wipe the sweat from my head and face, and let me suck on their nips. I didn't notice or really care as I was in my own little sex world. My cum filled hole was being stuffed my two small cocks. The heavyset white daddies they belonged to were earnestly trying their best, but they cum rather quickly. After the fiftieth daddy filled my hole, Bill and Robert announced that the finale was about to begin. All of the remaining ten men where bears like them, all of them a mix of race and various sizes. But they all had one thing in common: massive if not monstrous sized cocks. All of them ranged from 9 inches and thicker than a beer can to over a foot long. I was blissfully unaware, just happy to have more dick in me and more poz cum inside me. The first of the final ten men, was a black chub daddy with a 10 inch monster. He just slid into my abused and cum lubed hole. I gasped at first from feeling his thickness and length, but then moaned in pleasure has started fucking me. He had stamina too. Five minutes became 15, which became half an hour. I had lost track of both time and how many orgasms I had from his dick pounding my hole and prostate. As it turned out, he had cum twice in me and was about to unleash a third load into me. He roared as he deposited his third and final load in me and spanked my left asscheek. The next bear stepped but with a 9 inch cut cock that was almost as thick as a bottle of vodka or so I thought. My hole was already prepared for him, and he just eased into me and rammed right to the base of cock. He didn't care about pleasure or making it last. Ten minutes of passionate and brutal fucking and he pounded his poz load into me. I was mindbroken at this point. I was cumdrunk, cumhigh, whatever you want to call it. An hour later and the final bear was raring to go. His monstrous cock bobbed and bounced on its own with him flexing it, it seemed like. 14 inches of tennis ball tube thick, precum dripping, black meat. He was man number 60. There was no loving entrance, he basically just pounded his way into my hole and into my guts. This black bear, built like an offensive lineman was ruthless. I moaned like a bitch in heat, because in reality, I became one. I wanted his poz load. He would pull all the way out, just to slam back into me all the way to the hilt. A whole nother hour later, he came for the last time. He had cum five or six times over that hour. He gave my ass a slap one final time and left. Robert moved to kiss me while bill moved to eat the cum from my ass. Or so I thought, here he gave my abused, bruised, and cum filled hole a lick and inserted a butt plug. "We have one last surprise for you and they are on their way here to take your last negative loads," Robert said to me. "So in the meantime, rest up," Bill said as he fed me some of the cum from hole. I could taste some blood that had mixed into the cum. I fell asleep between my two black bears, filled with theirs and 58 other men's loads. I dreamed of what their surprise for me could be.

I hadn't planned to go out this weekend, the weather has been crappy and the only local sauna has closed its doors. I woke up at about midnight having been dozing watching crap repeats and berated myself for not taking myself to bed. Two things were apparent. First I was horny as fuck, second it was much warmer than I was expecting. I went to the door and looked out. Not only was nothing frozen like it has been the last few days but it was positively mild. I did a quick freshen up threw on a jock, some jogging bottoms and a hoody grabbed my handy pocket lube and poppers and headed out. As it was passed 1AM by now I didn't really expect much as I parked up and walked into my local cruising ground. There was one youngish guy leaning against a wall rubbing himself through his trousers. I smiled at him as I walked by a little ways then leaned over the wall presenting myself and I hit my poppers. In a few seconds he was behind me and playing with my cheeks, spreading them and finding I had already applied some lube he wasted no time sliding his cock into me. He grabbed my shoulders and quickly took a jackhammer pace. I pushed myself onto him as best I could bu mostly I held onto the wall and let him pound me. It was only a couple of minutes but he unloaded pressed right up against me making sure I took every drop of his sperm. I guess he was one of those guys who feels guilty right after they cum because he quickly covered up and hurried away not even giving me the chance to say thanks. I stood up, rearranged myself and took a little walk. Headed into the trees and saw I had someone not far behind. I took the opportunity to pause and hit my poppers again. Sighing as I exhaled and thinking,"Bingo" as my follower came up behind me and started groping my arse. I moaned appreciatively and bent forward giving him better access. As he pulled my joggers down and ran his fingers over my hole he found me already wet and open. "Nice" was all he said. He took my hand and put it on his cock and I was glad I was preloaded because he had the fattest head on his dick I've ever experienced, his cock was average length with a full foreskin which I loved rolling back over that astonishing crown to really feel the goods. He pushed me back into position and I steadied myself against a tree while he lined up and shoved in. I mean he went balls deep in one go leaving me breathless. Between the poppers and my already fucked hole it didn't hurt but I was panting like I was giving birth. He grabbed my hips and started moving. He fucked me deep for a few strokes then ground into me as he held me down. His thickness moving inside me meant there was no way I could keep quiet and I was grunting and panting hard with each thrust he made. When he started picking up his pace I knew he was getting close and I begged him to load me up. And reader he delivered. I don't know if it was my hole throbbing from his hard fucking or his cock pulsing as he loaded me up but it felt amazing as he held himself inside me for a full minute before slowly pulling out. This time I was rewarded with his cock in my mouth to clean the remaining spunk before he went on his way. I knelt there for a moment to collect myself before I returned to my car. I didn't see anyone else as I walked back and there were no other parked vehicles as I drove away. Not every time has been successful but I am really glad I took the chance tonight. I wonder if I should risk it again tomorrow?

Chapter 3 I woke the next morning, and had morning glory thinking of the night before. However one thing had changed. I had expected the itch to be scratched, but it wasn’t. In fact , if anything it had gone the other way. I was thinking of Brad’s cock , half replaying in my mind me sucking it and half wondering if it was a dream. I should have learned not to make decisions whilst still horny. I grabbed my phone. ‘Hi’ I pressed send, the text sent to Brad. ‘Youre keen’ came the reply around 5 mins later. I had to make a quick decision. Horny cock brain was engaged. ‘ I want to learn more’ I replied. ’Good Boy, I will teach you all you need to know. 8pm, same place’ The time dragged at work. I was horny most of the day. I needed to cum but didn’t want to spoil the evening, or change my mind. I kept on the boil all day until the time came. I pulled up again outside . I walked up to the door, and like last time, it opened in silence. ‘strip’ came a voice in the dark, as the door closed. This time there were no lights on, just the tv screen again playing bareback porn, two heavily tattooed guys going hard at it. I stripped. My cock hard. ‘I am going to mould you, teach you and you will love the new you in time. I can’t promise you will still be with your girlfriend at the end of it, but you will love cock, cum and everything in between.’ ‘Yes sir’ I instinctively replied. ‘ I need to know you are serious, For you to show your commitment. You will go to Eagle tattoo parlour in town. Ask for Carl and say I sent you. He will give you a small discreet tattoo, he may even pierce you. Do you understand? ‘ ‘Yes sir’ I replied again. I was still hard and cock brain was in full control. ‘Now kneel’ I knelt and felt a blindfold go over my eyes. I felt his cock push against my lips and I opened my mouth to suck his cock once more. ‘Good boy, we are going to move on today. You liked my cum yesterday didn’t you?’ I nodded, still working on Brads cock. He lifted me and led me to what felt like a massage table, and bent me over, so my chest was laid flat, my ass exposed. He opened my legs so my ass naturally opened. He spread my cheeks and I felt His tongue start rimming my ass. Jess had never done this to me, and it felt amazing. I involuntarily pushed my ass towards my teacher. The next thing I was aware of was a bottle on front of my nose. ‘Inhale’ came the order. I sniffed, my head swam. Much later I found out these were poppers. My arse was still swimming in bliss when I felt a cold finger rubbing something round my hole. This was replaced by what I assumed was Brad’s cock. ‘what do u want boy?’ I tried to push back against his cock. ‘ I want it in me’ I whispered. ‘Can’t hear you’ ‘I want it in me please ‘ I said , much louder. ‘ one thing you need to know, if it goes in, it won’t come out until I’ve finished’ Brad stated. ‘ Please, just do it, I want it, your cock in me’ my horny cock brain was in full flow. Brad grabbed my shoulders and pushed in. I gasped, my ass felt full.’ Just relax, you will get to love this boy! ‘ Brad set off slowly but soon picked up pace. I felt my breath being fucked out of my body as he started pounding me. My mind was just blank, all I wanted was this, to feel my ass being fucked. ‘Here it comes boy your first load, I can tell it won’t be your last, ‘ and Brad grunted and pushed one last time as he came in my hole. I was panting as I felt my teacher soften and slide out. I felt empty. ‘Dress. Call me when you want lesson three. But you need marking at the parlour first if you want more,’ I grabbed my clothes, dressed in the darkness as the blindfold was removed, I could feel the cum keeping my ass moist as some started leaking out. I scooted to my car. I wanted to get home, cum myself and finger my hole, feeling my teacher’s load in me. I also had to google that parlour. I knew it wouldn’t finish here…… to be continued……….

**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 - Improvement of the boys' working facilities In the afternoon, ten repairmen showed up at the shop with a big truck. The men started carrying repair tools and a huge amount of building materials. George told Sami and Jonas that he had planned better working spaces for the boys downstairs. In George's opinion, the fitting booth was too small for the growing business. George told Jonas and Sam to take care of the store and disappeared with the men downstairs. Throughout the evening there was clanking, sawing, drilling and hammering, the sounds of things being dragged and moved from downstairs. From time to time, the renovation workers carried building materials and large boxes through the store to the lower floor. Sam realized that the repairmen were the same toxic men who had been at George's on Sunday and seeded Sam's hole. After five hours of hard work, George came to Sam and Jonas and said that they could now come and see what had been accomplished downstairs. Everything is not quite ready yet, the places still need to be painted and cleaned, so then customers can also be allowed there. It's good, Sam and Jonas will then have a good feeling for the new spaces. George went to lock the shop door and hung a note on the door saying that the shop was temporarily closed. Sam and Jonas were surprised how different it looked downstairs. Most of the sales shelves had been moved to the front part of the lower floor to be clearly more compact than before. A sturdy sling was raised in the back and there were three doors to the cabins behind the sling. The middle booth only had a bench and a flat screen TV, where a porn movie was playing, where the gang took turns fucking a clearly younger man. The booth on the right had a fuck bench in the middle of the floor and the booth on the left had a structure like Sam had seen in the Czech porn movie. There was a hole in the wall, through which the visitor can only see Bottom's lower body. Bottom's legs can be towards the floor or tied up to the loops on the wall. There were also glory holes in the walls between all the booths, so you can easily secretly follow the activities of the neighboring booth or participate anonymously. Jonas and Sam looked around confused. One of the repairmen shoved his sweaty cock through one of the Glory Holes and George told the boys to go and thank the hard worker. Sam and Jonas squatted down by the hole and Sam greedily took the cock between his lips. After sucking for a while, Sam offered the cock to Jonas to suck. Jonas imitated Sam and sucked the cock greedily. George said he thinks the man deserved better than just sucking. Sam urged Jonas to offer the man his hole. Jonas didn't doubt it for a moment. Jonas packed his ass into the hole so that the man's cock sank directly into Jonas's hole. The other repairmen gathered around cheered and started to unbutton their own pants. Jonas looked horny at the men's exposed cocks. Until Jonas's eyes caught the first biohazardous tattoo next to a man's cock. Jonas whispered to Sam that it was what he suspected. Sam nodded and said "yes it is. A tattoo means a man is a poz". At the same time, there was a groaning sounds from behind the wall and the cock in Jonas's ass started throbbing and injecting sperm into Jonas. "Good boy, that was your first poz load today. But probably not your last. Those men are all toxic. I know that because they all cummed on me on Sunday. I think they all want to empty their loads in your unprotected hole today," said Sam to Jonas. Two men grabbed Jonas´s hands and began to carry him towards the new Fuck bench. The men tied the confused boy to the bench and another man started to fuck Jonas's ass. George told Sam they could go and open the shop again. "Jonas can do well alone with these men". Sam looked a little jealous at Jonas tied to the fuck bench. "It may be that there will also be new customers who want to explore the new facilities. You must be ready to guide them," George comforted Sam.

I get to travel on business from time to time and I am a complete cum slut in the hotel each time I go. I don't get the chance to host at home as I am a gay single Dad with one of my children still at home. I love hotel sex, waiting ass up to be loaded is so fucking hot. I love taking raw loads!! This last week I got to travel to Chicago, I get to go there a few times a year, in the loop, in a hotel, all alone!! I love it. I have been fucked in my hotel there many times, guys who work in the loop using my ass to dump their loads. I try and take as many loads as I can get!! So after I got to my hotel I posted on a couple of the apps. "Ass up in my hotel, taking loads." Its so exciting, preparing, waiting, hoping that someone will come and use my hole and breed me. First up, a guy, a daddy, who wants to breed me. I don't remember much about him except he had a big cock, wanted to pump and dump, says he gives big loads..... Sounds good to me. I actually never saw his face or body, only got his load. I wait in my room, dark no lights and blinds drawn, ass up on the edge of the bed, door propped open, my hole lubed, in a jock. ready for his load. He arrives, I love the sound of the door opening, my heart racing, the sound of the pants dropping, the sound of the underwear being pulled off. Best of all is the sound of the gasp as they see my ass, rub their hand over it. The oooooo or mumble of how hot it is. I can't wait for that cock to enter my hole. Breed me! The guys pumps and thrusts, it's a pure pump and dump, he is there to release his load in my hole!! He pumps for a few minutes, he groans, I can feel his cum in my hole..... so hot. he then gets dressed and leaves with me still ass up on the edge of the bed. Next up, I get a hit on the apps from a guy from Chicago who has fucked me before. A year or two before he fucked me in a different hotel. He of course remembered me and wanted to come and dump his load in me again!! I love repeats. I enjoyed our last fuck, I gladly want him to breed me again. We setup a time, I will be ass up in a dark room ready for him to breed me. God I love it when guys use me again and again!! He arrives, my hole is still wet from the previous breeder. He asks if I have a load in there. I say yes, it's fresh too. He gets very excited, gets down on his knees and eats my hole. He loves eating my hole when it's been bred. That is so hot!! Drives me nuts so see a guy get so excited about my hole. He then fucks me in every direction, ass up, on my back with my legs spread wide open, deep in my hole, his pre-cum making me sloppy as can be!! Love my hole being worked wide open!! He then breeds me, my hole is flooded with cum!! I do have to work some, so I do my work, but I offer my hole every night to guys who need a visiting cum dump. Over the next few days I take a few more loads....... Then one evening I get a message from a younger guy who I took to dinner a year or two ago and afterwards he came to my hotel room and fucked me. I told him I wanted his cock, he replied that he wanted my ass. That was so hot, besides being a real nice guy, he is great in bed...... The next morning I traveled to his apartment to take his load!! Oh, how I love business trips where I can play!! Tomorrow I will write about my first trip to the sex club and the sling!!

So, I need to talk about this in a safe space. I wonder if others of you have started to feel this way recently, and are willing to share your thoughts. (Even if you don't feel this way, I'd love to hear from your as well!) So, since all the COVID and MPX nonsense of the last few years, I'd become very skittish around the idea of just hooking up indiscriminately like I used to. Felt like no one was really worth the risk of either of those diseases - yes, I know that sounds somewhat disingenuous from someone who is HIV+ and an avowed member of the "raw is law" crowd. Initially, I thought after all of the lockdowns were behind us in a few weeks or months, I'd be back in the saddles (or slings) and back to my old cum-loving self... But things didn't really spring back to normal, and we weren't really able to (safely) meet up for this type of stuff for longer than expected. I'll admit that I wound up getting a far bigger porn addiction than anything I'd had previously...it was really my main sexual outlet, outside of the posts and reads on here. Turns out to not be the healthiest addiction out there, and has been a hard one to kick. Over time, though, a funny thing happened... After a while, I found myself spending way too much time on the various tube sites (before some were shut down, or had their content massively purged). As time went on, I found my interests devolving more and more into the more intense aspects of sex and kink videos....got really into watching spanking/CP vids, "home intruder" role plays, etc. My own personal thoughts shifting toward those as well....but unfortunately not being in any position to act on any of this. Eventually, though, things started to shift to a sense of normality...and I managed to indulge in some man-to-man action on occasion. It was, well... ...mediocre, to say the least. Without going into too many specifics, I had a mix of top encounters and bottom ones. Nothing particularly bad; just "meh..." Not to say that the guys were of poor quality; I just felt like I wasn't able to really connect and get into the moment as easily as I used to. I did the first thing many of us would do in those situations and immediately thought that it was something wrong with me. I wasn't good enough, my body wasn't good enough, my technique was no longer good enough - all of those negative emotions that come far too easily. After a few lacklustre experiences, I threw in the towel. I decided against meeting up for any play for a few months until I was able to get into a better mental space. That turned out to be a Pandora's box of emotions, though. All of that negativity came washing back, and created this constant feedback loop that didn't serve to make me feel any better about myself. Eventually, though, that started to turn. While, yes, I do still have those remnants of negativity swashing around my brain, a funny thing happened. I realised that all the time away from mindless action made me think about what it really is that I wanted from my sexual encounters....a deep connection. I'm not saying that I have to fall in love with the man on top of me (or beneath me), but have that kind of intimate, non-verbal desire that is present from that initial moment and building all the way through to the intense climax. Nowadays, when a guy messages me to tell me how many loads he has and if I want to contribute more - I just don't engage. Same goes for guys messaging me to bottom for them, but demand I be blindfolded and pre-loaded - just not my thing any longer. If it's not eye-to-eye, mouth-to-mouth, body-to-body action, it just doesn't stir any desire within me. As a result, the volume of responses I get on the various sites and apps has dropped considerably. While that may sound disheartening, it doesn't really bother me much in reality. Basically, I'd rather wait for a good experience, rather than just the next one. So, yeah...I feel that the seeming trend of cumdumping, gangbanging, and H-n-H sessions just isn't my scene and that I've become a bit of a minority among the bareback brotherhood. There are times where I wonder if I'm alone in this, though I know that's likely not the case. Looking forward to hearing others thoughts and stories here. Bit of a long post from me, but I know through my years on this community that this has been a safe space for me to talk about these sorts of things.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 4 The next morning, Jeff woke up late. He had slept well and hadn't woken up once. The first thing he thought about was the night's events in the steam room. He pushed his finger into his hole, which felt swollen. Jeff's finger sank easily into the slippery and open hole. Jeff smelled and tasted his finger, it smelled and tasted intoxicating. Jeff opened his cell phone and took a picture of his swollen hole and sent it on Whats app to Burt. He thanked for yesterday and that they had hinted about the sauna. Burt immediately responded with a gif depicting his surprise. Burt wrote that he was confused as to what naughty beast they had unleashed. Burt also managed that either Jeff has made an account on Grindr. He gets good pictures from the pictures taken yesterday. Jeff had completely forgotten that Burt and Jack had filmed him during yesterday's session. Jeff opened the pictures and was dumbfounded. In the gallery there were dozens of pictures, in which Burt's and Jack's cocks were alternately in Jeff's ass. Jeff's face was clearly visible in most of the pictures and Jeff had a very enjoying face in them. There were pictures of Jeff on the bed on all fours with a cock in his ass, pictures of him on his back with his feet up to the ceiling, his feet on men's shoulders, his legs pressed to his chest. Jeff couldn't even remember in which of all the positions Jack and Burt had fucked him. The last ones were pictures of Jeff's hole, which was filled with sperm. Horny, Jeff downloaded the app and created an account. Logged in and started filling in his information and uploading pictures. As a profile picture, he took a picture of just his face while lying on the bed in the hotel room. About Me: "Nice, lean, athletic runner looking for fun. I'm 100% bottom and want to feel you inside me. No loads refused." Jeff sent the account link to Burt on whats app and took a shower. When Jeff got out of the shower, Burt had sent several messages to Jeff. Burt said that almost everyone doesn't show their own face on the app, so it was a surprise that Jeff had uploaded both a face picture and pictures from last night showing Jeff's face. But he believes it will certainly increase Jeff's market value. Jeff hadn't thought of the whole thing in his heat. It had also been busy in the grinder. Jeff's profile had had a lot of visitors and the men had given a lot of flames and purple devils. Jeff asked Burt what these purple devils means. "Probably they'd like to get in your hole," said Burt. Jeff clicked purple demons back to everyone who clicked him. After that, he started going through the messages he received. All had the same basic idea. "Looks like we are in the same hotel. When would suit you. I can come to your room, put your room number OR my room is XXX come whenever you want." "This can't be that easy," thought Jeff. This non-inhibition puzzled Jeff. The men were willing to fuck without any additional information or dating wishes. The main thing seemed to be to get to the top. Jeff put his own room number in the first messager's message. A couple of seconds later, Jeff received a text saying that the man would be there in a moment. Jeff was not prepared for such a quick reaction, so he in hurry put on the jockstraps he got yesterday and tidied up his bed a bit. After a couple of minutes there was a knock on the door. Jeff opened the door and there stood a man about 30 years old who entered the room and closed the door behind him. The man kissed Jeff on the mouth and rubbed Jeff's ass with his hand. The man pushed Jeff towards the bed and turned Jeff onto his stomach on the bed. The man stuck his tongue in Jeff's ass and at the same time started to untie the belt of his pants. Jeff heard the man drop his pants and get on top of Jeff on the bed. Jeff felt the hot cock on his ass and spread his hands over his buttocks. With a steady thrust, the man's cock began to push inside Jeff. Jeff soon felt the man's pubic hair on his ass. The man started fucking Jeff and praised how good Jeff's ass felt. The man fucked Jeff for at least half an hour. Sometimes louder and sometimes slower. Finally, the man asked where Jeff wants the sperm. "inside," said Jeff and at the same time he felt mans cock throbbing inside him. The man seeded Jeff and collapsed onto Jeff. After a moment the man pulled out of Jeff, got up and pulled his pants back on. "Thanks, this was good. Are you here all week. We could see you another time," said the man and headed for the door. The man was gone. They hadn't even introduced themselves to each other.

**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.

**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.

Chapter 2 I pulled up outside Brad’s flat. There was a dim light on that I could see through the blinds. I locked the car and walked up to the door. As I was about to knock the door swung open. He must have been watching me approach, though I hadn’t seen him at the window. I walked in, the door closing behind me. Brad was there in a dark coloured bathrobe. ‘Follow me ‘ he calmly said in his deep voice, barely more than a whisper. I felt compelled to do as I was told , almost as though it was an order. He made his way into the lounge area. There was low mood lighting, and the brightest light came from the large flat screen tv on the wall. It showed a smooth sexy twink being barebacked by a hunk of an older guy. My cock rose to semi hardness straight away. Brad opened his robe and I could see a large cock, probably 7 ins long at least and thick. I had not seen a cock like it outside of a porn flick. He had a furry chest and there was a glint of metal at one of his nipples. I could see tattoos as well, a tribal design around the upper part of his chest. ‘ Strip to your boxers’ he growled. I quickly complied before he turned me round and viewed what he saw. I was sporting a boner now. His hand went down the back of my boxers and he slid a finger down the crack of my cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘come here … on your knees’ I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I sank to my knees and took his cock. I licked the shaft before swallowing the end. I had only ever given a couple of blow jobs before , and never to completion , a few years previously when just fooling around with a guy. Nothing like this. I started playing with my cock as I sucked Brads thick member. ‘suck my balls’ Brad whispered . I came off the shaft and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. It was just a natural reaction. I was loving it. I looked up and saw more tattoos in his shaved pubic area. There was a star at one side and a scorpion at the other, again in a tribal design. They looked in keeping with the rest of his body ink and I thought nothing more of it. ‘im going to teach you all you will need to know. Have you a girlfriend?’ I nodded as Brads cock was back in my mouth. ‘Does she know you suck cock?’ I shook my head. ‘Good! Let’s keep it that way for the time being. In time you will want to tell her you are a cock sucking faggot , but for now we will keep that under wraps’ . I carried on wanking the cock in front of me. ‘this is lesson one, you will be swallowing my cum shortly. You will then leave quietly and message me when you want lesson two. I know that will be soon, you’re a natural.’ I was still rubbing my own cock but I wanted to taste my first cum load, so I went to town on Brads cock. I was so fucking horny I couldn’t explain it. ‘ Here it comes boy, don’t spill a drop’ Brads cum hit the back of my throat and I desperately tried to swallow it all. He must have been saving up a few days worth as I nearly gagged as I swallowed. I licked his shaft clean and wiped his cock on my face as I had seen it the porn flicks. ‘Dress and go ‘ Brad ordered, the sound on the porn flick now filling the room as the twink was getting a pounding. ‘thank you’ I mumbled as I dressed, and slipped out of the flat. My cock was still hard, I hadn’t cum. I got quietly in the car and drove off into the night, desperate to replay the events in my head . I got home, stripped and played with my cock until I could came , imagining lesson two. I was hooked. I needed to learn more! to be continued …….

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.

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

Ryan Cummings -twice

Puppy got 3 large loads injected into his Jucie hole last night. He is waiting to see how many loads he can take tomorrow. He loves smelling guy’s armpits feet and balls. The more they smell the better. Here’s this hungry pup showing off his ripe armpits and public use tail hole. He need to be dominated and slutted out to random guys. Let me know if you want to volunteer.

Fuck ya, it turns me on. Nothing is hotter than a horny married “straight” man fucking my boipussy raw at the bathhouse. I’ll be on my back and I’ll get a glimpse of their wedding band, flashing and reflecting their phone’s camera light as their left hand jacks my boi cock off. I love the idea of how their wife put his ring on him to be together forever, but now, my precum is oozing all over it.

Part 8 - The Chalfont Weir Estate The plane began the final descent in to Svalbard and Christian took hold of Tomas's hand like a scared child that was thankful of him being there. Even from the airport terminal as Ivan watched them disembarking the plane he could tell something was not right. Aside from them returning a day earlier than expected he saw that Christian looked terrified trying to hold it together. Christian walked out behind Tomas who Ivan kissed on the cheek. Ivan took it by the look he got from Tomas not to ask any questions for the moment. The short drive up to the safe house was very quiet and Ivan noticed that Christian was keeping his jumper up around his neck, it was enough for him to guess that they had come across Kovalek. As soon as the car stopped outside the house Christian jumped out and ran inside up to his bedroom. "Out with it" Ivan said getting out of the car, "What happened?" he asked. Tomas shut the door and looked at him "Kovalek is in England, in Connor's village" he replied. "He knows then" Ivan said shaking his head, "He must have read it from Connor that night". "Read what?" Connor asked walking up to them from his afternoon walk and looking at them both. Ivan looked at Tomas then at Connor "He has moved to your village in England" he said. "My parents!" Connor suddenly exclaimed panicking at the news. "They are fine Connor" Tomas assured him, "Although your father has seen him". Ivan walked around to Tomas "Where is your crucifix?" he asked fearing what he was about to say. Tomas lowered his eyes "We need to discuss with Evan here, things are moving way too quickly" he said. "Did Christian come back with you?" Connor asked looking around. "Yes, he has already gone inside" Tomas said avoiding eye contact. Connor nodded looking up at the rooms "I feel like we are drifting apart" he said softly. "You were never together" Ivan said looking at him, "That is the problem with you both". Tomas remained quiet and Connor walked over to him "Have you and he you know?" he asked. "Yes" Tomas replied, "I am not going to lie to you Connor, we have had sex several times". Connor looked Tomas up and down "Now I am really jealous that Christian bedded you". Tomas grabbed hold of Connor's arm "Don't be, he has only you in his heart" he said quietly. Connor laughed at the stupid remark "I am a little taken with Jacob" he replied. Ivan scoffed and they both looked at him "What?" he asked, "God can't you see Jacob fancies Tomas". For a moment they all laughed enjoying a happy moment that rarely seemed to happen now. They agreed to meet up before dinner to discuss everything that went on during their trip to England. James ran across the fields heading back towards the village after his run in the countryside, his route taking around what was crumbling wall to the north of the estate. The repaired walls catching his attention as he began turning to run along the east side, his eyes glimpsing a fit young man walking along inspecting the east wall. He looked up and made eye contact with James who promptly tripped tumbling over. Marcin came running to his rescue. "Are you alright?" Marcin asked helping him to his feet. James nodded "I think so" he replied standing up, "Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going". "Did I surprise you being here?" Marcin asked and James nodded. "Have you just moved in to the estate?" James asked brushing the dirt off him. "Well the owner has" Marcin replied smiling at him, "I am Marcin the estate manager". "Nice to meet you Marcin. I am James, from the village" James replied shaking his hand. Marcin noticed the blood on his knee "Come to the house and let me patch your knee up". James looked down "It is only a graze" he replied smiling, "You doing a lot of work?" he asked. "Yes" Marcin nodded, "Boundary walls first then the inside, it needs updating badly" he replied. "All my life I have lived here and never once been inside the gates" James remarked casually. "He was a very private man" Marcin said walking with James down to the country lane. James laughed softly "That he was. Friendly mind you, always chatted to Connor and I in the stream". "Connor?" Marcin questioned as an off the cuff remark, "Your brother?". "No. We grew up together, best friends so... Yeah he is sort of like a brother" James replied. Marcin nodded "Ah friendship, one of life’s most valuable things to have and cherish" he said. James smiled "Yeah, Connor is my closest friend" he said, "Just wish he was here now". Marcin played it cool "Did he move away then?" he asked. "No, he is travelling, went to Romania for research..." James said before stopping. He had suddenly remembered the words from this Tomas bloke who was with Christian, that he should not divulge anything about Connor to anyone who shows interest. Marcin was quick enough to pick up on his blatant hesitancy and changed the subject to avoid arousing any further suspicion. "It is the most charming little village here" Marcin now said. "Have you met many of the villagers yet?" James asked. "No, unfortunately only the builders" Marcin replied, "Still unpacking boxes, going to take me days". James stopped and looked through the gates and house "You know he died rather mysteriously". "Is that so?" Marcin responded hiding his grin, "Is any death really normal though?" he asked. "Never looked at it that way I guess" James replied still staring at the estate house. "If you are free tomorrow help me with unpacking boxes" Marcin said laughing, "I will give you a tour". James smiled looking at him "Really?" he exclaimed, "I would get a tour of the estate house?". Marcin nodded "Well I need to start getting to know people and you would be a good place to start". James laughed and shook his hand "Okay yes, I have nothing on tomorrow without Connor here" he replied. "Excellent, you may even get to meet the owner if he arrives, you will like him" Marcin told him. James checked his knee one last time and jogged along the lane down to the bridge crossing the stream by the church. His new friend invited him to the estate at 2pm, he was pretty excited since he was going to be the first person apart from the doctor to ever go inside the estate house. Marcin smiled and got the black limousine out of the garage and gave it another polish. He would be driving Gregor out to a larger town later that evening to source a victim. Evan looked at Ivan and Tomas, he was unsure if Jacob should be involved in their conversation. Tomas arguing that he might as well be since they were all in this together now. Evan wanted to get to the point and find out what actually happened so relented and they walked back inside where Connor and Jacob were sat chatting on the sofa. Evan looked at Tomas and nodded for him to go and get Christian from his room. "What is going on?" Connor asked looking at them. "Come and sit at the table the six of us need to talk" Evan said as Christian finally appeared. Evan walked over to him and held his hand "Are you alright Christian?" he asked quietly. Christian nodded "Yes, I feel really embarrassed about the whole thing though" he said nervously. Evan looked him in the eye "Don't be. It is what we are dealing with, albeit unexpectantly" he said. Christian sat around the table opposite Connor who was staring at him and his constant pulling up of his sweater to hide the marks on his neck. Tomas began talking about the trip seeing Christian's parents then going to Chalfont Fortis and meeting Connor's parents and James at the funeral of Gerald Smythe. So far nothing out of the ordinary until it was explained about the old man's demise and estate being left to an unknown person. Right up until the point where they went to bed but leaving out the raunchy stuff. "So my parents are okay?" Connor asked and Tomas nodded, "What about James?" he now asked. "Well I got the impression he was less convinced around the whole thing" Tomas replied. Connor nodded slowly "I will call him tomorrow, make sure he understands" he said. "Good" Evan said then looking at Christian, "Are you ready to tell us what happened?" he asked. Christian had a worried anxious look on his face and nodded "You want it all?" he responded. Evan nodded "We need to understand Christian. Close your eyes, breathe deeply then start". Christian nodded and sat up glancing at Connor briefly before closing his eyes and breathing deep, with his eyes closed he could strangely see blood in his vision pumping around veins with incredible speed. Slowly be began to "I was in bed asleep with Tomas next to me. I woke as my body began itching, it began driving me mad and I got out of bed walking over to the window. I felt someone or something was close. I remember looking along the road outside the coach house, my body itched furiously and I saw him standing in the road staring up at me. The icy blues eyes stared at me and I don't know what happened. I remember having no fear of him. My body felt amazing, made me feel good and that I was wanted, I had no fight or resistance even though I knew it was all wrong. I gasped then felt a whole new sensuality speeding through my body. I made him feel good and strong. He wants me to take his blood". His voiced trailed off and he opened his eyes with tears streaming down his cheeks and pulling his neck of his jumper down to reveal the bite marks. Everyone else was sat there looking at him quietly stunned except for Tomas who knew what had happened, and Connor who was looking down at the table with a feeling this was all his doing and responsibility. Christian had never felt this vulnerable as he did right now, it was hard to see that Connor couldn't even look at him right now. Christian wiped his eyes "He is in my body. He knows he owns me, and wants me". "How do you know this?" Connor asked finally looking up at him. "He was about to force Christian to drink his blood" Tomas replied. "So then he isn't a vampire yet?" Jacob asked looking around the table. "His blood is in Christian and Kovalek will seek him to complete the task" Evan told them. Christian looked at Evan "Takes Kovalek's blood" Tomas added looking at Evan, "He knows". Evan nodded "Unfortunately our encounter resulted in me losing my protection" Tomas told them. Connor looked down the table at Tomas "He attacked you?" he asked anxiously. "Yes" Tomas replied, "He cursed out my protection ingesting his blood". Christian couldn't take any more and he got to his feet running out of the house sobbing. Evan held out his hand to stop Tomas going after him whilst Connor sat there wiping his eyes. Evan walked outside and found Christian standing at the edge of the hill with his arms folded across his stomach. "Want to talk?" Evan asked, "Walk with me Christian" he said not waiting for him to answer. Christian followed him along the path getting distressed "Stop" he said standing still. Evan turned "When he comes near me I have no control over my actions" Christian said softly. "I fear he has marked you to join him" Evan said holding his hand, "He has never taken another". Christian looked curiously at him "What about that Marcin guy?" he asked. "He is cursed with eternal life to server but he is not a vampire like Kovalek is" Evan replied. "So why me then?" Christian asked seeking to uncover the truth. Evan squeezed his hand "I think your closeness to Connor has marked you out" he replied. Christian nodded "Getting me means he can get Connor to offer his blood?" he asked. "Yes" Evan said, "But it is James I am concerned about, if Kovalek knows he may go for you both". Christian stood there unable to speak any further and fear was clearly in his eyes. He held out his hand and Evan stepped forward taking it. They were silent for several minutes until he let go and instantly pulled Christian close hugging him hard. Evan had seen the whole episode through Christian's eyes, the face of Gregor looking down at him as he was fixed staring up in to his eyes yearning and opening himself for Gregor to take. It was worse than Evan feared, Christian was completely under Kovalek's control, he was embedded deep in his head that it only surfaced when they were close. Connor came walking up the path looking nervous, this afternoon had brought clarity to his head. He was scared of getting too involved since he had no idea how the future was going to really play out or if he would survive. Strange how nerd guy had suddenly become the only thing he really could think about and rely on, the subtle existence of a naughty sexy nerd had made such an impact that he now understood what heart’s desire was all about. The danger they were both facing was very real, but then who else could he talk to about this and not be judged as being mental and deranged. Evan turned and saw Connor approaching "Stay here and talk to Connor" he said hugging him. "Why?" Christian asked resting his head on his shoulder, "He couldn't even look at me inside". "Remember the prophecy, parts of it are fixed, you cannot change it" Evan said letting go. Christian watched as he walked away passing Connor "Christian" Connor said softly. He stopped a few meters away looking at him, they stood on the edge of the hill overlooking the tiny village, mountains and sea as a chilling breeze blew through them both. Connor walked up to Christian and took him in his arms, snow flurries began floating around them as they stood on the headland overlooking the the small town. "This is a right fine mess you have got me in" Christian said afraid to look at him. Connor nodded "I know now, you are what the prophecy spoke of. My one heart’s desire". Christian stared at him then shook his head "I am going to die Connor" he replied. He looked confusingly at Christian "What do you mean?" he asked. "My body knows Kovalek will take me. I will have no reflection" Christian replied. "Christian we will not let this happen" Connor expressed trying to assure him. Christian smiled "It is too late, he has won, my body is his" he said. "Do you love me?" Connor suddenly asked looking him in the eye. “There is no point for me loving anyone” Christian replied, “I cannot see any future with you”. "If you do why have never told me?" Connor asked. "Easier not to" Christian replied, "But you never showed any such affection to me". "It doesn't just grow over night" Connor responded, "But I see now that you and I...". "Stop!" Christian interrupted him, "This" he said pointing between them, "I can't deal with now". Christian turned abruptly and walked off leaving Connor standing there watching him hurry away. He was now unsure why Christian was scared to commit to his feelings. A sharp cold wind blew against his face that served as a reminder of Kovalek, he realised that Christian must be worried that if he really was to die and showed his affection, Connor would be left hurt and probably do the one thing he shouldn't to be with him. The black limousine pulled out of the Chalfont Weir estate, the blackened windows hiding the passenger in the rear seat. The only light from the headlights and moon that shone brightly as they drove to the nearest town. Slowly the limousine drove around until Marcin spotted a group of young lads going in an out of a club, they all looked in high spirits, laughing and joking, some holding hands. "Park round the corner" Gregor told Marcin who nodded, "I need to feed Marcin". "Of course master" Marcin replied turning off in to a back street and parking up. "Stay by the car with the door open" Gregor informed him and Marcin nodded. By the time he opened by the passenger door Gregor had already disappeared and he could smell his master passing by in a soft breeze that headed down to the corner of the road. In his current state entering the club was easy as he wafted past the doorman when the door was opened. Slipping in to a discreet hidden area the dark mist appeared and Gregor emerged in to the club. Fitting in as he was broadly their age and wearing black trousers and jumper. Walking around and smelling the air that was full of tainted blood, he was having to get close to each young man to detect the state of their blood. After a few minutes he began to pick up on guys who were drinking water from plastic bottles, he moved in focusing on those. Slowly and in no rush he was homing in on a group of three lads, standing there taking in the air he could sense clean blood in two of them. Gregor was not short of attention as guys would walk past him and smile indicating their interest in him. Finlay smiled at the handsome tall guy who looked immaculate and well kept, he couldn't stop looking at the weird colouring of his bright blue eyes in the dim light of the club. Gregor turned his head and looked at Finlay then smiled and turned away again, initiating the contact it was now just a waiting game to see if the young lad would take the bait. Finlay chuckled averting his eyes from the sexy man but Kirk, one of his friends standing by him noticed and looked over his shoulder at Gregor. His instant thought was the man looked arrogant and self-absorbed. Finlay was generally a timid guy standing only five feet seven inches, at 23 years old he was plain looking with a medium build, brown hair and eyes. He was very clean cut and friendly in nature. Kirk on the other hand was a complete opposite, he was 26 years old, five feet nine inches with a slim build, strawberry blond hair and brown eyes. Kirk was more streetwise and often getting in to fights and had a police record for aggravated assault, some would say he was entirely the opposite of what a gay man should be. At this time of night they generally drank water until the early hours when they would splash out paying for a beer or two before going home. Their other friend Eric had slipped off with another guy leaving the two of them alone. "You fancy shagging with him?" Kirk asked looking at Finlay. Finlay smiled and glanced over at the man "Wouldn't mind, he is very striking. His eyes, I mean wow". Kirk smirked "Looks a bit of a knob if you ask me" he said taking a gulp of water. Finlay laughed "So you wouldn't fancy a threesome with him then?" he asked. Kirk shrugged "If I get to fuck you I wouldn't mind" he replied glancing at him. "Might let you" Finlay said leaving it open. He was close enough to pick up on their conversation with his excellent hearing ability. Careful not to make too much eye contact he passed in front of them and smiled at Finlay before heading towards the private booths at the back of the club. They both watched him being approached by several men who he turned down. Finlay looked at Kirk who nodded "His clothes look like he has money" he said. "No Kirk!" Finlay said holding his arm, "No trouble please". "Listen if he has money then we see what we can get out of it" Kirk responded casually. Finlay rolled his eyes and followed Kirk who had started walking over to the private booths in a cocky manner. He looked at the young man and smirked nodding his head getting in to the booth as Finlay slowly followed on and stood pretending to be looking around. Gregor watch the cock guy sitting there tapping his water bottle and staring at him until he indicate for him to come and sit down. Gregor slid in to the booth sniffing silently and sensing the clean blood and smiling, the other guy then slid in sandwiching Gregor between them. Gregor sniffed in his direction and smiled, two in one night he thought. "What's your name?" Kirk asked. Gregor looked at him "Gregor" he replied in his velvet tone. "I'm Kirk and this is Finlay" Kirk responded, "So what do you want to do?" he asked straight up. Gregor sized him up for a second "Explain what you mean?" he replied slightly confused. Kirk smirked "You want a threesome with us?" he asked, "Sex with both of us?" he added. "I see" Gregor responded, "And what do I get in return?" he asked holding the trump card. Finlay chuckled "A night with us if you have a place to go" Kirk replied confidently. "Well I don't live around here" Gregor replied, "I live in Chalfont Fortis". "Ah country bumpkin" Kirk said laughing as Gregor stared in to his eyes in silence. Kirk nodded "We will meet you in your car in the side street in ten minutes" he said. Gregor smiled breaking eye contact "Please go easy, I have never had a threesome" he said. Kirk blinked "No worries, we will go easy at first" he replied smirking. "What did I miss?" Finlay suddenly asked and Gregor turned staring in to his eyes and he nodded. Finlay stepped out of the booth to allow Gregor to leave and within seconds they lost sight of him as he disappeared. Waiting for the door to open Gregor wafted out back towards the limousine and appearing once safely inside where he waited. Kirk tapped Finlay and they stood "Are you sure about this?" Finlay asked always being cautious. "Yes, he seems alright. Hopefully we hit the jackpot with this one" Kirk replied. "Please Kirk, no stealing from him. Let’s just have a nice evening of sex" Finlay pleaded. They walked to the door and outside in the warm night air then turning in to the deserted side street. They saw a limousine parked up with the headlights on and a driver standing by the passenger door. Kirk looked at Finlay and laughed mumbling they had hit the jackpot tonight. Marcin looked down the street hearing Gregor confirm this was the two young men, he nodded his head in their direction as they approached. "Gentlemen, if you please" Marcin said nodding his head again for them to get in. They both got in and the door closed "Kirk, Finlay" Gregor said acknowledging them. "So what gives?" Kirk asked looking around, "You rich or what?". Gregor smiled as the limousine pulled away "You don't mind coming to my country estate?" he asked. The lads looked at each other smiling then Kirk shuffled up close to Gregor "Big estate?" he asked. "Plenty of room to hideaway for peace and solitude, which is what I like" Gregor replied. Kirk nodded "I know of the estate from school" he said placing a hand on Gregor's leg. Gregor laughed removing his hand "Plenty of time for that when we are in private" he said. Kirk failed to notice how cold his hand was in comparison to his. Happily the three chatted away for the drive, Kirk clearly more interested in Gregor's wealth. The limousine came to a stop and they exited outside the front of the estate mansion. Kirk looked up at the sprawling building completely gob smacked at the size of the place then glancing at Finlay who had joined him by his side, the both smiled waiting for Gregor who arrived with Marcin who was opening the doors for them. Stepping inside Gregor turned to Marcin "Place some cordial in the master room" he said. "At one master" Marcin replied bowing his head. Finlay turned looking curiously at Gregor "Why does he call you master?" he asked. Initially caught off guard Gregor smiled "In my country that is customary address" he replied. Finlay turned around on the spot "Can we have a tour?" he asked looking at Gregor. "Yes of course" Gregor responded taking them on a quick tour of the downstairs grand rooms. Making their way up the ornate staircase to the first floor they walked down a long dimly lit corridor to the large double doors in to the master room. Gregor inviting them in and to make themselves comfortable. Kirk was first to strip and jump on to the bed that was generously large enough for four people to sleep in comfortably. Finlay stripped and joined Kirk on the bed as Gregor watched quietly amused, he was finding Finlay to be quite extraordinary compared to Kirk. Gregor now took his clothes off and climbed on the bed only to be attacked by both lads as they began kissing and touching him all over his body. Quickly Kirk turned his focus on Finlay and slipped up behind him whilst he was kissing Gregor, spitting in to his hand and smearing over his cock and Finlay's arse. Finlay felt the strange coldness from Gregor's touch, it was not uncomfortable, and instead it had a sublime sensual sensation to it that washed through his body. Kirk moved his seven inch rock hard cock in to position and slowly prised Finlay open slipping inside. Finlay rolled his head back feeling Kirk's arms going around his waist holding him as he began fucking. Gregor kissing Finlay moved one hand on to Kirk's shoulder, he initially looked up at him feeling the chill hitting his shoulder only to find the icy blue eyes staring at him and his thoughts turning in to erotic wild ones. Gregor broke from kissing Finlay and leaned over and began kissing Kirk who moaned wildly feeling an even more erotic state rising in his body. His hips began moving rapidly as he pounded Finlay hard and deep desperate to deposit his cum in his friend. Finlay moaned softly unaware of how hard he was being fucked, he felt so wonderful between these two bodies. Gregor returned to kissing Finlay who he arousing in many ways he had never felt before, he could feel Kirk's body changing under his touch and the blood pumping faster around his body as began reaching orgasm. Finlay sweated profusely from the attack behind, he was loving it and didn't want it to stop. The sweat from Kirk squishing against Finlay's back as he held him close. Kirk cried out a loud noise and thrusted his hips forward getting deeper in to Finlay as he finally felt the rush in his body and his cock firing his seed deep inside. He held still for a few moments before he gently undulated his hips kissing Finlay on his shoulder and neck catching his breath. Finally pulling out he let go of Finlay and fell on to his back moaning in delight. Finlay giggled looking over his shoulder at Kirk who was spent and looked completely exhausted staring up at nothing with smile on his face. He turned back to face Gregor kissing him again and feeling his body lifting up until he was laid down on his back. Gregor loomed over him and pulled his legs up around his waist. Finlay looked at his large beautiful cock that looked bigger than it was from this position. He looked up at Gregor's body and run his hand along his chest and over the dark hair, he certainly was one very incredibly stunning man he thought as Gregor leaned down to kiss him again. Finlay raised his hands grabbing Gregor's hips at the sudden intrusion but the pain just seemed to melt away. He was lost in the kiss, the strange coldness that had the most erotic feel. Gregor pushed in deep and slowly he began fucking him in a gentle way, glancing occasionally over at Kirk was watching with interest and occasionally running his hand over Gregor and kissing him. Gregor smiled telling Kirk he would experience something new with him. The words arousing Kirk who now laid there stroking his cock watching Gregor fucking Finlay. It seemed to go on for ages and Kirk was getting bored waiting until Gregor winked at him then pushed up roaring in delight. His body shook and thrusted forward planting his dark seed in to him then pulling out quickly after the last drop inseminated him. He had to be quick before his body reacted, reaching over for the cordial he chuckled holding it over Finlay's mouth. "Here you need a drink, you have perspired so much" Gregor said lovingly. Finlay sat up taking the glass and downing the drink "Wow that is nice" he said. "You have some for me?" Kirk asked as Finlay laid back down tasting bitterness. Gregor laughed "When I have copulated with you then you get rewarded" he replied jokingly. Kirk laughed “Copulated” he said rolling over on to his stomach, "Come and get me then!" he added teasingly. Gregor slid over climbing on top of Kirk "Are you ready for me then?" he asked kissing his neck. "Yeah!" Kirk responded, "Just go easy, you have quite a big cock!" he remarked. Gregor laughed and took his time allowing his cock to rest between Kirk's arse cheeks, all the time he watched Finlay whose mouth was open and his chest heaving up. Gregor smiled knowing that Marcin must have put a strong cordial by the bed. His body began going in to spasms, he could feel the burning pain like needles stabbing inside as his blood mutated. He stared up looking at nothing, he could not cry out now panic took over wondering what he had been given. Just as quickly a calmness washed over him as his muscles relaxed, Gregor waited until Finlay's whole body relaxed falling in to a deep sleep. Satisfied that Finlay was out he raised his hips and slowly sank his cock in to Kirk, his legs banging on the bed and squealing in delight, his foul mouth taking over urging Gregor to fuck his brains out in between swear words. Kirk found it strange hurting each time he pushed his cock deeper then the pain morphed to sensual feeling, he could feel this sexy man getting deep inside his arse. Gregor kissed him continuously on the back of his neck until he was all the way in. Gregor lifted Kirk on to his knees pulling him back and impaling him deep on this cock, his arms circled around Kirk's body pinning his arms by his side. Kirk pushing his arse back hard and grinding it on Gregor's cock. "Come on take me!" Kirk rasped wriggling his arse and beginning to feel so aroused. Gregor kissed him on the neck "Is that what you want. You want me to take you?" he asked. Kirk moaned nodding his head "You were going to let me experience something new then?" he asked. "Definitely" Gregor replied sucking on his neck, "Suck your body dry" he said giggling. Kirk laughed and moaned each time Gregor sucked "That I would like to see" he said sighing loudly. Gregor sniffed and fluttered his eyelids, his canine fangs protruded out under his top lip before he controlled himself. It was the least he could do giving Kirk a perfect copulation he thought, slowly he began moving his hips in precise strong undulations. Each time getting deeper inside. Kirk rolled his head back turning his neck to kiss Gregor when he felt the unusual coolness, he pulled his head away looking at Gregor. He saw a questioning look in Kirk's eyes so Gregor quickly moved his arms pinning Kirk's against his body as he circled them tightly around Kirk's body. His hips moved quick and hard in rapid thrusting. His hands began punching at Gregor's legs as he pleaded for him to go easy. He held Kirk's body so close to his that the coldness began passing in to Kirk, his hips showing no respite as he pushed Kirk way beyond his limits. His hand punching and gripping on to Kovalek’s legs which only seemed to increase the intensity of his body being assaulted. It took a few minutes before the coldness filtered through his body and he began calming down in a bewildering sensual state. Gregor bit his neck and sucked moaning as he pounded in to Kirk for several minutes, his fangs extending each time he ran his tongue over his neck. Gregor tightened his arms around the body and grunted loudly slamming his hips hard against Kirk's arse as he shot his second load that evening. Kirk felt like he was on cloud nine, feeling each raging pulse of the man's orgasm deep inside his body. Pushing his arse back and grinding away at Gregor's cock in gratitude, he shifted beginning to feel some discomfort but the arms held his body tight. A tingling in his arse that slowly began spreading upwards. Gregor sensed the change happening in the body, nudging Kirk's neck over to the right he quickly licked at the spot over his carotid artery where his senses picked up the pumping blood. His fangs extended out as he gave an evil chuckle, he lifted his head as the saliva dropped from the fangs then quickly lowering his head opening his mouth he pierced through to the artery with clean efficiency. Kirk screamed at the sharp intense pain in his neck, his hands slapping away at Gregor's leg for a couple of seconds before they stopped. Gregor sank his fangs in deeper until the body stopped resisting as the saliva got to work in his body. The young lad moaned softly and he began feeding and moaning himself since his cock was still moving gently inside Kirk and fully erect. His eyes were open wide, Kirk knew he had been bitten in the neck and now he could feel his heart pumping harder and faster pushing the blood quickly up to his neck. The pain in his chest grew as his heart began struggling to keep up with the speed at which Gregor was sucking him dry. His vision blurring and at the same time he had never felt so turned on, he was fully conscious and could feel his blood flowing out of his body. Gregor knew there was no rush so he slowed down his feeding, he felt the body in his arms jolt and noticed that Kirk's cock was rock hard and ejaculating. Even for Gregor this was a whole new experience and was almost sure that it would have been for Kirk feeling his blood draining away. He could feel Kirk's body getting colder with no warm blood circulating, the skin becoming slack as fed. Kirk lost consciousness, his cheeks shrunk in and his bones began protruding all over his body. In his arms he could feel the last beat of the heart with nothing left in the veins to pump as the last drops of blood were extracted out nourishing him, Gregor lifted his head licking his lips and letting go of the lifeless body that crumpled below him. He was unrecognisable as the young man who entered the bedroom, what laid there now was bones and shallow features with grey skin. Gregor got off the bed and pulled the chord summoning Marcin. Marcin immediately appeared and chuckled "You certainly were hungry master" he said. Gregor smiled "Incinerate it along with his belongings" he instructed him. Marcin nodded "Right away master" he replied dragging the body by the legs off the bed. "How strong was that cordial?" Gregor asked looking over at Finlay. Marcin smirked "Potently strong" he replied, "Should I cage him, he will be out for a day?". "Yes. But no more cordial" Gregor informed him, "Tomorrow he will join us" he said. Marcin looked at Gregor "A very good choice master" he said, "Tomorrow I will have another for you". Gregor looked at him "Already? Who is it?" he asked getting dressed. "A person called James, he grew up with the pure blood" Marcin informed him. Gregor smiled "Well done Marcin, you have excelled again" he said. "Thank you master. Hopefully with this James it will bring the pure blood to you finally". "Let us hope so Marcin, then I shall roam freely" Gregor said sounding happy. Marcin nodded and left the room dragging the body in an undignified manner along with both the young men’s belongings. Returning an hour later after incinerating everything he collected Finlay over his shoulder and took him to the bathroom. There he placed him in the cage sealing it up and hanging it over the bath to catch the urine that was already starting to escape the young lad.

Just got home from taking 3 loads… first was this hot 20-something jock with a nice cock. Opened the door to his apt naked and stroking. Dropped to my knees and started sucking on his cock; which was drooling delicious precum. Less then a min later he had me ass up on the couch and was jack-hammering my cunt and blew a massive load in me. in heat now, I got back on Sniffies and a guy a couple miles away needed a quick pump and dump hole. I get there to find the address is a hotel. He gives me a room number and tells me to come in and get ass up. I do as instructed. Turns out he’s staff and it’s an unbooked room. I suck him to get him hard, then he moved behind me to and takes his turn a breeding my cunt. Of course I’m not satisfied with two loads, so I’m sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot looking for my next sperm doner and the hotel guy ends up messaging me again. He wants to breed again. Same deal. Round two. He fucked a little harder the second time and left it in till he got soft. Not to bad for an impromptu Thursday night slut session.

Definitely relate: for about 6 months prior to the pandemic I had reasons to reduce the sex. I'm single and not necessarily looking for a partner (too old to change, been there, done that, lone wolf and happy sort of thing). But in my frenetic sex life involving regular attendance at various venues over the years, I had acquired a number of guys that I could fuck with and chat with. Sex venues with bars like Boltz or Vault do give you the space to chat easily without killing the vibe for others still cruising, so you can catch up or introduce yourselves properly (nice arse, that was a good fuck, my name's such and such btw. Do you come far etc). What I learnt during covid when the bar scene was closed was that I had quite a lot of brotherhood intimacy to coin a phase. Hate social media so wasn't able to connect with a load of guys because I used to do it face to face with a pint every month or so. Very much missed that, and the opportunities to cruise nearby just involved random fucks with no strings attached in cruising areas with largely straight guys, and I came to the conclusion the sex was a bit cold and just not for me. Now of course, I can go to the venues and catch up, but I think it is an after effect of the pandemic that I have lost my social muscle, and generally aren't fussed. But the context is that I have been sexually active for over 40 years and a) have done everything I want and more and b) don't feel deprived and have come to the conclusion not much sex isn't the negative option compared to plenty of intimacy free sex with plenty of guys who are around. A caveat to add though, is that if you are younger and hornier and lost a couple of years of slutty behaviour in your pime because of covid, I wouldn't expect those guys to have my world view at all. Good luck to them and bend over as much as you like or plow whatever is in front of you. I often wonder though, as a gay man of the AIDS generation who was unscathed, whether the lack of a large older generation above me who were sadly decimated, meant I was denied more role models of out guys aging comfortably and perhaps having a view similar to that posted above.

No, you're not alone, and my sex life has changed considerably, in years. From my twenties when I started to have sex -both top and bottom-, I've always considered myself "the monogamous type" and had a few relationships. One ending up with a HIV positive test at age of 37; but the extremely "binary" mindset I had, influenced me. Boolean we say in computer jargon. Zero is false, One is true. So, after some time sexless after pozzed, I started having meaningless sex. Not anonymous, but "don't ask don't tell" with regular fuckbuddies, met just for sex, and a beer at the most. Same with my last ex; zero, or one. Open relationship, or nothing. The result has been in a false sense of happiness, then we came out with mutual poz kink, although in the end pandemic and lockdowns deteriorated our couple. In short, we ended up to live together and be fuckbuddies with poztalk, a fetish I persuaded myself I couldn't share with anyone else, except sexting buddies on this site. Now? With my current guy? I've re-discovered the joy of being intimate with a person I love, and who loves me. A person who cares for me entirely and not only wanting my member inside or his inside me, or didn't want the curiosity and fun of a kink. He wanted and wants me, as I am. I'm re-discovering how monogamy can be interesting too, with the right person. His warm skin, his breath becoming fast or slow depending on what's happening between us, knowing each other from body language... An intimacy that no random hookup would give me; never been into it! Never been into gangbangs or similar... I also had an experience with a girl while my ex and me were in deep crysis. My best friend. She's like a sister for me and that experience made me realize what I wanted from sex. Intimacy and trust. Now, with my current guy, I seem to have found it. I let random encounters and hard violent sex acts, to people who love them. I don't, even in fiction I am rarely reading those.

Part 8 I felt myself slide almost half way down Daddy’s arm and all I could do was moan. Daddy took over, twisting his hand arm in me until he found what he was looking for. Taking my prostate between his fingers, he began squeezing and tapping it, alternating between them. I could only groan and moan in pleasure. Then a feeling of intense pressure came over me. “Piss…” was all I could nutter. Daddy stopped his motion and warned me, “You don’t piss until I tell you. Understand?” I groaned in compliance. Daddy pulled his hand out of my sloppy cunt and moved to his bag as he told me to get on my back. I was flipped over on my back, and turned so I was sideways to the mirror. Daddy came back with a long tube and I did not know what it was. “Hold him down, this is gonna hurt..” After everything I’d taken over the last several hours, I didn’t know what else could hurt. Until I did. Daddy grabbed my shriveled cock and pulled it as far out as it would go. He then placed the tip of the tube at the piss slit and began pushing it in, having Sir apply lube as the tube was forced further down my cock. I could only watch in horror as my cock stood straight up, because of the tube. When Daddy was satisfied that the tube was in far enough, he dropped the rest of it across my chest. He stood watching me, not saying a word. When Sir began to say something, Daddy stopped him. It took me a minute to realize what was happening and what Daddy intended for me to do. “Oh, no, please. I never…” “You will. By your choice.” I continued to whimper, but was broken. I picked up the other end of the tube and stretched it from my chest to my mouth, putting it in and wrapping my lips around the hole. “Lift and spread your legs, boy. Show me that cunt.” I reached out and grabbed my legs and did as ordered. Sir lifted me up and shoved pillows under my back. My cunt was on full display. Daddy said, “I’m going back in. When I get to your prostate, you have two choices. You know what the first one is. The second is to fight the pressure. I warn you, I will not let that happen.” I could only nod. This time, I got a better view as Daddy relived my cunt lips and shoved lube in me before lubing his hand up. He entered my cunt, with some resistance due to the difference in angle. As he slid in I moaned and pleaded with my eyes to have more in me. Soon he was at my prostate again and resumed the squeeze/tap gestures. “Choose, boy.” The pressure built up again, and though I was repulsed by what I knew was coming, I let go. It took a few seconds, but the piss started releasing from my bladder. I watched in slow motion as the piss, a very dark yellow, entered the tube at the head of my cock and began moving to my mouth. “That’s it boy, piss it all out. Drink your own chem piss and get even more fucking spun. The first drops entered my mouth, and I gagged at the heat and taste. I began swallowing as the piss filled my mouth, to avoid choking on it. I heard the door open and saw in the mirror, two new guys, black and tall walk in. I kept swallowing and before I finished, I began to feel a wave of warmth from my stomach and a new high coming on. Daddy saw it and said, “It’s hitting, and it’s gonna hit hard” I lost all sense of disgust and became eagerly swallowing the rest of my piss, wanting more in my stomach and to get fucking twisted. “That is so fucking nasty. He’s drinking his own piss,” one of the new guys said. I looked over, nodded my head and watched him step out of his boxers. He was hot, not muscular or fat. And he was packing only about 7” hard. I looked at the other guy, who was about 6’3 and built like a brick shit house. He was pulling on a thick and long piece of meat. As the piss finished, and I was flying higher than ever, I let the tube fall from my mouth. “Someone, anyone, use my cunt hard.” Daddy looked to the new guys, just fist still in me. “You want his cunt?” The bigger guy said, “Fuck yeah, I’m gonna pound that sloppy hole.” Daddy pulled his hand from my cunt as the black man moved between my legs and slammed his cock all the way in. He groaned, “Fuck you sloppy faggot. Your hole is wide open.” “Cunt,” said Daddy. The guy continued fucking me, pounding me hard with each thrust. “Fuck, I can’t get off with no friction on my dick. Fucking worthless…” He stopped in mid sentence when I grabbed his right hand. It was bigger than Daddy, but not too much. I grabbed the lube with my other hand and scooped some out. He began to figure out what was happening as I smeared his right hand with the lube. “Oh fuck yeah. You want my black hand in that sloppy cunt?” I nodded and said, “Yes, I need it.” The high from the chem piss was still surging through me as I finished lubing his hand up. He started to pull out and, in response, I tightened my hold on his right hand and shook my head. “You aren’t serious.” I nodded my head and moved his hand to my cunt and his cock. He took over and began sliding his fingers in my gaping snatch. I watched in the mirror as Master was again recording my abuse. The guy struggled, but with effort and direction from Daddy, I felt his hand, wrapped around his cock slide past my lips and in. I groaned in ecstasy as I briefly lost consciousness. I came back quickly, feeling the guy jerking his dick off in me. “Oh, fuck, this is so hot. I’m, gonna blow my black jizz up your cube white boi. That’s what you want.” I could only nod, not able to form coherent words. He yelled out, “Fuck yeah, here it is,” and groaned as he intensified the jerking of motion and began unloading in me. This was the most intense cumshot with my cunt so full. After he finished shooting, He slowly pulled out, cock first, then his hand. “Goddamn that was incredible.” He turned to his buddy and said, “Bro, you gotta tap that faggot cunt.” The second guy moved between my legs and slid his dick in me. He began sliding his hand in, but his buddy stopped him. “What the fuck Jamal, I need to do what you just did.” Jamal then said, “No man, Ricky. I’m going back in.” With that, I watched as Jamal took control and slid his hand in my cunt next to his buddy’s dick. I watched a wave of confusion come across Ricky’s face, probably not believing that his dick and his buddy’s hand were next to each other, in a cum filled cunt. I noticed movement as Sir moved around behind the two guys and get on his knees behind Ricky. I felt Jamal move, his hand wrapping around Ricky’s dick. “Fuck man, what are you doing?” “Shut up and fuck the cunt. Don’t worry about me.” I couldn’t help but notice a smirk briefly appear in Jamal’s face. Soon, Ricky gave up the fight and began fucking me, which was causing him to get jerked off by Jamal. All of a sudden, Ricky stopped and bellowed, “What the fuck?” I looked over and saw Sir on his knees, his face between Ricky’s round ass. At the same time, I felt Jamal open his hand and let go of Ricky’s dick. “Shut… your fucking mouth Ricky.” Ricky was completely confused, by the sudden changes in what was happening. “You want to fuck this faggot and bust your nut, just go with the flow. Otherwise, you get the fuck out.” I saw the conflict in Ricky; the fear of Jamal’s attitude and what was probably the first time he’d had a face between his ass. Ricky started to pull out, which caused him to push his ass back on Sir’s face. He tried, but failed to stop himself from moaning. “What’s it gonna be Ricky boy?” Ricky stood for a second before sliding his dick back in me. Jamal wrapped his hand back around Ricky’s cock. Suddenly, Ricky stopped and screamed, “Fuck, what the…” I saw that Sir now had his hand between Ricky’s ass cheeks and had a finger up in him. Jamal hissed, “I told you to shut your mouth. You chose to go with the flow to get his cunt. Now, just go with it, Ricky.” I watched Sir pull his finger out and stick a large shard between his fingers. I saw Jamal watching me, seeing what I was seeing. He lifted a finger to his mouth, instructing me to remain silent. He reached down, took Ricky’s right ass cheek in his hand and pull it apart. Before Ricky could protest the touching, Sir jammed his fingers, and the big shard, up Ricky’s ass. He screamed out again, begging Sir to stop. Then he felt the burn and began begging for it to stop. Sir held his fingers in long enough to make sure the shard wasn’t coming out. He yanked them out, and quickly slammed them, along with another shard, back into Ricky. Jamal told Ricky, “Fuck his cunt, while you can. It’s almost over.” Ricky struggled to recover his focus and began fucking me again. Sir stood up, lubed up his cock and moved behind Ricky. This was going to hurt him. Ricky’s ass cheeks were pulled apart, allowing Sir direct access to the meth hole between them. He stepped forward and, as Ricky pulled back out of my cunt, Sir pushed in. Even with the meth, Ricky was in pain. He screamed, “No, please. I ain’t a faggot.” Sir pushed in, making Ricky take more of his huge cock in his ass. “Go with the flow Ricky. It’s over for you.” I get Ricky’s cock fall from my ass as the meth hit him and caused his cock to shrivel up. Sir pushed Ricky down and began railing his ass. Ricky continued pleading, crying and moaning in pain. “Fuck, Ricky, you are taking that black dick like a right good faggot. Bet you want him to shoot his load in you.” Ricky was at the edge of function and could only say, “Not…no…” between the crying and moaning. Sir picked up his pace, now pounding balls deep into what I’m sure was a virgin hole a few minutes before. He slammed in one more time and told Ricky, “Yeah bitch, wrap those pussy lips tight and make me cum in you.” He grunted several times, busting another load, and giving Ricky his first load. As soon as Sir pulled out, Ricky tried to get up. Jamal warned him, “Stay there, bitch. You’re not done.” Jamal moved between his buddy’s legs and slammed his cock balls deep. Ricky could only moan, “No, please don’t…” Jamal pounded his buddy for several minutes. He verbally degraded him, calling him pussy and bitch and faggot. He spat on Ricky’s face and yanked his head back by his hair. Jamal told him, “You’re mine now bitch. Forever, you’re my whore.” He slammed in one last time and shot a load deep in Jamal’s pussy. Master and Daddy soon followed, dropping a second and third toxic load into Ricky’s now sloppy, but apparently still tight, pussy. When they were all done, Daddy saw my face, smiled, and said, “Don’t worry, boy. I got lots of cum for you.” Jamal reached over to Ricky, who was blubbering incoherently and yanked him off of me and threw him on the floor. “Stay there were you belong. You aren’t done.” Master was the first to speak, “What the hell just happened?” Jamal turned to Sir and asked him, “You wanna tell him? Or you want me to tell him? Dad.”

It was Saturday night, and I had just gotten back to my apartment building, when I realized I didn't have the key to my front door. I'd taken it off my key ring for a friend to use that afternoon, and I'd forgotten to put it back on. Well now what was I going to do? It was 1:30 in the morning, everyone in the building was asleep, my boyfriend was gone on a business trip, and everyone else I knew was on the other side of town. As I was thinking about spending the night in my car, I saw one of my new neighbors drive by, probably just getting home like I was. He'd just moved into the building next door, and I'd seen him walk past my window pretty much every day, wearing his work clothes and looking fine as hell. He was white, pretty tall, and blasted hip-hop music in his car whenever he drove by. He always walked with swagger, but he also seemed really approachable, too, like he was always on a chill pill, and nothing ever bothered him. I'd been hoping to run into him at some point. My neighbor parked on the street and started pimp-walking toward his apartment, like he always does. I was still trying to think of where I was going to sleep that night, as he walked past my building. He nodded at me asking "Whatsup?" "How's it goin'?" I replied, thinking to myself he looked just as good up close as he did from afar. Then he paused at the foot of the staircase, looked at the keys in my hand, looked at the locked door to my building, and looked back at me and put the picture together asking "Are you locked out?" "Yeah," I said, laughing self-consciously, "I left my key inside." "Aw, shit," he said, "what are you gonna do?" "I don't know, it's not too cold. I guess I'll sleep in my car." "Ah for real?" he asked, "that sucks." "It's alright," I said with a shrug, "it's just one night." He seemed to think for a second, then he said, "Yo, I got like a big chair back at my place. You can crash there tonight if you want. It's gotta be more comfortable than sleeping in your car, man." My heart skipped a beat at that point. I'd seen this guy from a distance several times, but never even thought to speak with him, let alone being in a position where he would invite me to spend the night back at his place! I knew it didn't mean anything, which was good since I had a boyfriend anyway, but how could I say no? "That would be really awesome," I said, "are you sure it's okay?" "Yeah, man, it's cool, we're neighbors, right?" "You are incredible," I said, "I'll be gone first thing in the morning." "Don't sweat it, man." I tried not to look too eager as I walked down the stairs and let him take me back to his place. He told me his name was Simon, he'd just gotten back from some clubs with his friends, and he wanted to crash as soon as we got back, which was fine with me. He had a roommate, but the roommate was a heavy sleeper, so we didn't have to worry about waking him up. The chair in Simon's room was big and comfortable, and I was just starting to go to sleep, when I heard him say, "Fuck." I didn't think anything of it and started to go back to sleep, when he said, "Fuck, man." I sat up a little and looked over to where he was lying in bed. "What's -- what's wrong?" "It's all these bitches at the club, man. They want you to buy them drinks, buy them drinks, and they be rubbin' up on you all fuckin' night long, but then when you wanna take them home, then they got a 'boyfriend', or 'Maybe next time,' or some shit like that." "Oh really?" I asked, having no clue about bitches in clubs, then realizing I'd totally just given myself away. He didn't seem to notice, though. "Fuck yeah, man, and now I'm trying to get the fuck to sleep, and they got me hard as a fuckin' rock." What did he just say? Did he really just tell me he had a fucking hard-on, and did he tell me this as I was prepared to spend the night in his bedroom? Is this what straight guys normally talk about with each other? Or was he looking for…something else? "You're -- you're hard right now?" I asked, trying to figure out what the heck to do. "Rock, fucking, hard," he said without hesitation. "How the fuck am I gonna go to sleep like this?" I was glad the room was dark, because I probably looked like a deer in the headlights. If he weren't my neighbor, if I didn't have a boyfriend, and if I'd had a few drinks in me, I might have jumped at what seemed like an open invitation to this hot straight guy's cock. But if I made a move on my straight neighbor who walks past my place every day, and it turned out I was wrong…. Just then, I heard him make a slapping noise, one, two, three times. "Uh, Simon?" I asked. "Yo." "What was that?" "That was my fuckin' cock, man, I'm tellin' you, I'm rock hard right now, I can't go to sleep." "It just sounded like your hand or something," I said, still trying to buy time and figure out whether I should just go for it, or forget the whole thing. "Yo, if you don't believe me, turn on the fuckin' light, man." I still didn't know what to do, but there was nothing wrong with just looking, was there? So against my better judgement, I got up, went to the light switch, and turned it on. And there was Simon, no shirt on, his boxers pulled down, and his seven inch hard cock pointing straight up to his belly button. He lifted his cock up, then let it smack down hard on his abs a few times. So that was the slapping noise I'd heard before. "Wow, you're really hard," was the only stupid thing I could think of to say. "What are you gonna do?" "I need to fuckin' bust my nut," he replied, adding "I don't even care, a hot mouth, or a tight pussy, or whatever the fuck, you know?" When I didn't respond right away, he looked at me and asked, "You like dick, don't you?" "What?" I asked, panicked. I wasn't expecting that question, even though I guess it was obvious. "I -- yeah, I ...." "Can you help a brotha out? Please, man," he said, making his fat white cock smack on his abs a few more times, then looking back at me. I knew I had a boyfriend, and I knew I shouldn't be messing around with guys who lived right next door…but how many times was I going to get a hot straight guy begging me to suck his cock? So I turned the light off again, figuring that's how he'd want it, and walked over to the bed, filled with lust, and guilt. I climbed between his legs and tentatively put his cock head in my mouth, still not believing he was letting me do this. He sighed as soon as my lips closed around his hard-on, so I kept going. I slowly went all the way down to the base, feeling his cock gag me a few times. When he still didn't stop me, I sucked his cock a little faster, gagging myself a few more times. Then I went after his balls, swirling them around in my mouth and licking underneath them. After a couple minutes, I had this stranger's hairy balls rubbing all over my face, and I felt so disgusting, and so happy. Then Simon surprised me by grabbing my head and moving my mouth from his balls back onto his cock. I figured he wouldn't want to touch another guy at all, but he kept his hands on my head as he started roughly forcing his cock head down my throat, making me gag and slobber. "You like that fuckin' dick, don't you, pussy boy?" My eyes were watering, my nose was running, and he wasn't letting me off his cock, even though I tried pulling up a few times. "Yeah you do, you fuckin' bitch boy, I knew you wanted this dick the moment I saw you." Then without warning, he took his cock out of my mouth and started pulling my shirt off. I started to say something, but I was still trying to catch my breath, so I just let him do it. Then he moved around behind me, pushed me up the bed onto my stomach, and started tearing my jeans off, too. "No, I don't --" I started to say, but he kept pulling them off, and threw them onto the floor. He moved back up the bed and forced his cock down my throat again. This time as I was gagging on his cock, he slid his hand inside my briefs and started playing with my hole. Well this was happening too fast, and it was more than I'd bargained for -- I'd thought I would just suck off this stud, and keep my clothes on, and that would be that. That wasn't really cheating on my boyfriend, was it, if I didn't even take my clothes off? But it looked like my neighbor wanted more than to just get his cock sucked, which I wasn't really okay with. Well, maybe he just wanted to play with my hole while I sucked him off, I thought, and that was it. I mean, he was straight, wasn't he? And he hadn't even taken my underwear off. So after a few seconds, I stopped fighting him and just let him rub a couple slick fingers on my hole while he fucked my throat. But after just a few minutes of that, he yanked me off his cock and threw me up the bed onto my stomach again. While I was catching my breath and wiping the slobber off my face, he tore off my underwear, and then he was between my legs, with his tongue up my ass. How the fuck had that happened? He was straight, wasn't he? And I barely even knew this guy! What was his name again? And I'd been with my boyfriend for almost three years, and I'd never cheated on him. What the hell was I doing? This was totally wrong, and way too fast, and I had to get him off me, and get out of there…. But he was making me feel so good, and my boyfriend had never been this passionate and aggressive with me. In fact, sex with my boyfriend was pretty routine, and he almost never ate me out, and definitely never as good as this guy. I could barely even think straight…. Then my neighbor stopped eating me out all of a sudden, and after a few seconds, my head cleared up and I turned around to face him, remembering what I'd wanted to say. "Listen, I -- I should probably go, I mean I was just going to suck you off, and that's it, but I mean I barely even know you, and I just...." "Shut up, bitch boy!" he said to me. "You're mine tonight!" With that, he grabbed my face and slammed me down into the pillow, stunning me. Who was this guy? What had happened to the laid-back, easygoing guy on the chill pill I'd seen walking past my window every day? Was he seriously not going to let me leave? He kept my face buried in the pillow, then I felt his weight on top of me. I heard him spit a few times, then I felt him rubbing his slick cock head against my hole. No, this wasn't right, I wasn't a cheater, I couldn't do this to my boyfriend, this was way too fast, I had to get out of there. "No, wait, I have to go, I can't do this..." I started to say, determined to get out of there, only to feel a sharp, very painful slap across my face. "Shut the fuck up, bitch," he grunted. What was happening? No one had ever slapped me that hard before. I tried to force my way out from under him, but he was much stronger than me, and shoved my face back down into the pillow so I could barely breath. Then I felt his cock head push harder against my hole, and then he was inside me. I screamed into the pillow, and he held his cock still. "You can take this dick, you fuckin' slut," he whispered into my ear while holding my arms down so I couldn't fight him. "You know you want it. Let me in, let me get off inside you, make me feel good." I had stopped fighting him and was just focusing on relaxing my hole so it wouldn't hurt so bad, and he had started kissing me as he was whispering these nasty things into my ear. "I'll stay right here till you get used to me, I'm not goin' anywhere, I know you want this dick." I don't know if he was right, and I did want it, but my ass eventually started to open up and let him in. I couldn't fight him, he was much stronger than me. So maybe if I just let it happen, it would all be over soon and I could just forget about this whole thing, and my boyfriend would never find out. "That's right, I can feel you loosening up for me, I knew you wanted it," he kept whispering into my ear, with his hands still grabbing my wrists. "Fuck, that feels good, bitch boy, you feel so good." He started moving his cock in and out of me, and moaning into my ear. I hoped he would just finish soon. Then I heard him say, "I've fucked hundreds of bitches just like you, you always put up a fight, but you always take the dick in the end." Wait, did he just say hundreds? How was that even possible? I'd only been with 20 guys, tops, and I thought that was a lot! Was he even wearing a fucking condom? "Wait, are you wearing a condom?" I asked, but he didn't answer, he just kept sliding his hard prick in and out of my hole and breathing right onto my face. I know he heard me. Why didn't he respond? "You have to put a condom on," I said, "I never -- you can't fuck me without one." He still didn't say anything, he just moaned a little louder, fucked me a little faster, and grabbed my wrists a little harder. I had to get him to stop. I'd been so careful with the other guys, and I'd even gone with my boyfriend to get tested when we'd first started dating. Now here was this total stranger inside me with no protection, and he'd said he'd had sex with hundreds of other people! Had he fucked all of them without a rubber, too?? "No, stop, I have a boyfriend!" I said, desperately trying not to catch anything from this guy I had just barely met. "Get off me!" I started to struggle again, but it was no use. Instead of letting me go, he got up off me, grabbed both my wrists with one hand, and slapped me hard with his other hand, one, two, three times. My face was still sore from the first time he'd slapped me, and my eyes started to water. I knew there was no way to get away from this man, he was all the way inside me with no condom on, and he wouldn't stop no matter how much I begged him or struggled to get away. He didn't lay back down on top of me or start kissing me again. Instead he grabbed my wrists and started slamming his unprotected cock into me as hard as he fucking could, anger-fucking me into the mattress. I could feel sweat dripping off of him onto my back. He seemed determined to give me a fuck I'd never forget, whether I wanted it or not. I stopped fighting him, and just hoped he'd hurry up and finish, so I could go. Then he switched from slam-fucking me to piledriving me, pounding his cock into me over and over again without stopping. And as angry and worried as I was, his cock started to feel really good inside me, and I started to moan in pleasure. I didn't know what was happening, or how I could enjoy this even a little bit, but his cock started to feel incredible inside me, like it belonged there. Once again I couldn't think straight, and started to forget that I wanted to get out of there. Then after a few minutes of pile-driving me, he started to moan louder, and I knew he was about to cum, which brought me back to reality. For a second, I still had hope he would do the decent thing and pull out before he came, since he knew I didn't want this, and that I definitely didn't want his cum inside me. But then he started to really slam his raw cock inside me and hold it there, and I knew he was shooting his load deep inside me. He knew I didn't want his cock or his cum, but he didn't care, he was giving me his load whether I wanted it or not. After he finished cumming inside me, he let go of my wrists and rolled onto his back. "Fuck, that was good, bitch boy," he said, slapping me hard on my ass, which was now full of his cum. I couldn't believe what had just happened, or that I had this total stranger's cum deep inside me, and I didn't even know what his status was. Did he even know? What had I done? I started to get up so I could get my clothes back on, when he rolled toward me and held me down again, pushing me into the pillow. What more did he want with me? I thought he was done? Then I felt another hand on my ass, and I knew it wasn't his. What the fuck? He felt me jump and held me down harder. "My roommate wants some, too." His roommate? What the fuck? Had he been there the whole time, watching this guy force his bare cock into me and shoot his load inside me when I'd begged him to stop? Had he watched me struggle and done nothing? The roommate didn't waste any time with foreplay, and before I could say anything, he was on top of me, sliding his hard dick right into my loose, well-fucked hole. I hadn't even seen the roommate and had no idea what he looked like, and I knew he wasn't wearing a rubber, either. He must have already been stroking his cock while he was watching Simon fuck me, because he only pounded my ass for a few minutes, then he was shoving his hard cock all the way inside me and shooting his load deep in me to mix with Simon's. "Fuck," was the roommate's only word, then he pulled out of me and left. I couldn't believe yet another complete stranger had just cum inside me, and I hadn't even seen this one. Was I even still clean now? Had they given me anything? What had I done? I started to get up again, but Simon wouldn't let me go. He turned me on my side and crawled up behind me, pressing his semi-hard cock up against my cummy hole. "You did so great, baby doll," he whispered to me, kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. "You made me feel so fuckin' good, you know that? So fuckin' good." He held me tight, pressed up against my back, and for some reason, I could start to feel myself getting turned on. He shouldn't have cum in me, and he shouldn't be holding me like this. I had a boyfriend, and this was so completely wrong. But he kept softly kissing my neck, and I didn't stop him. "And it was so hot seeing you take my roommate's dick. I wish you could have seen that." His hand started sliding down my bare chest, towards my cock, which he'd completely ignored before now. When he wrapped his hand around my cock and balls, I was surprised to realize I was totally hard. He started stroking my cock, and I didn't tell him to stop. He spat in his hand and went back to stroking me. I moaned a little and relaxed into his body, and I think he knew I was his. After just a few minutes, I was shooting a hot, guilty load all over his sheets, and pressing hard back into his chest. "I know you're confused right now, baby doll," he said softly as he nibbled my ear some more. "But I know you liked it. And I liked it, too. And I know you'll be back for more." And as I drifted off to sleep with these two strangers' loads planted deep inside me, I knew he was right.

I'm an evil twink. My latest conquest was a muscled Italian stud with a gold wedding band. Nothing gets me hornier than being a straight married man's side piece. Knowing he has a wife and kids at home sends me over the edge. He has been coming over to my place every week for the past couple months straight from his office. And I wait for him ass up, ready to take a pounding. The problem was that he doesn't trust me enough to fuck raw. I dreamt of his huge thick Italian cock sliding in my pink raw hole. It's all I'd been craving. After he'd leave, every time I'd rummage like a raccoon through the waste basket for his used condom. I have eaten it, tried pouring it into my hole, and even inserted the dirty rubber in my hungry hole. Not the same. Anyone remember Mark Bentson's famous top ten stealthing tips? I loved reading his site iblastinside back in the day. There were two tips for bottoms that I felt tempted to try. "If you control the condom, you control the whole trick. Condom brand selection can be the most difficult but luckily there’s always someone giving some away for free, either at sex clubs or doctor’s offices. Grab a handful. I find the colorful generic Durex brand brings me the most luck. Generally, you can’t find the bulk ones, but I did at Drugstore.com where there’s some variety packs there. My favorite seem to be Durex Rainbow Color. OPTION 1 The season (at least in the Northern Hemisphere) is getting perfect to begin preparation. Put your condoms in your car for a few days, especially if you can sit them on your dashboard. Then bring them inside and put them into your freezer straight from the extreme heat. Then take them back outside to the car. Doing this a few times — extreme heat, extreme cold — really breaks them down but only once or twice helps. OPTION 2 Pinpricks through the wrapper and the condom if you don’t have the time or patience to switch off with the extreme temperature technique is also fine. I recommend getting a very small pin and only poking though the side with the printing on the condom wrapper. If you are careful, this leaves the see-through side intact; tampering there is more likely to be seen." I performed both options on the only pack of condoms I had. Now for the next step. "Yes, bottoms can stealth, as many of them told me. But in many cases, they aren’t in the driver’s seat, so to speak, since they cede control to the top. However, here’s a few things a bottom can do if there’s options to do so. First and foremost, get rid of all condom-safe lubricants but not the bottles they came in (maybe not all… when you do have the barebacker over, you might prefer one). Fill up these “safe for condom use” bottles with oil or petroleum lubricants. Now let’s say you’re going to his place to use his condoms and his lube. After you’re all cleaned out, take a nice glob of petroleum jelly and coat your insides. By the time you’re there, your pussy will be dripping for him (and won’t be a very friendly environment for condoms)." The next time my Italian stud was due to come over, I fingered my hole with a giant glob of Vaseline. My little twink cock stiffed up at the thought of getting his bare dick. I couldn't help but moan while I lubed myself. Naughty boy. My man finally arrived, straight from his work, dressed in his suit and tie. "Come here you sexy fucker." He growled while hastily undressing. I kissed him deeply, cupping his strong jaw and holding him close, as his large hands groped my body, finding my pert ass. "Daddy I missed you." I said between kisses. "I miss your hot mouth, son." He smirked as he pushed my head down to his crotch. "Daddy loves your holes." I moaned as I worked his cock, swallowing his thick girthy cock deep and sucking like a pro. "Good boy," he said as I looked up at him with my mouth wrapped around his dick. He tapped my cheek and signaled me to the bed, while grabbing one of my prepared condoms from the nightstand. I got on all fours with my jockstrapped ass in the air, anxiously looking back to see how he was making out with the tampered condom. He seemed to have put it on without issue and lubed it up. Game time. He slipped his cock in with some effort, but finally he got to pounding my ass doggy. I took a hit of poppers and melted into the bed, my hole eagerly accepting each thrust. My ass clapped as his hips slammed against me, his sweat mixing with the lube. Heaven. I prayed that he wouldn't notice when the condom broke. Not wanting to risk getting caught, I thought maybe cowboy would be a better position. I signaled for him to lay down and I managed to see that his dick was still wrapped up before I sat on him. I wonder why it hasn't broken yet. "Take daddy's dick." He instructed. I began to bounce on his lap, thrusting his cock deep in and out. I kept a good rhythm, making sure to clench my ass on each ascent, in an effort to rip the condom off with my ass. We reached a frenzy when I finally felt a snap inside me as I rode him. I watched his face to see if he could tell what happened. As far as I could tell, he didn't notice, but his eyes rolled back into his head and moaned deeply. He was cumming inside me. He held me down on his cock as he unloaded, grunting as each rope of cum coated my guts. I was in cumdump heaven, finally bred and seeded by this hunk of a man. I got what I deserved. After a moment of rest, I got up, making sure to clench my hole to keep everything inside. "Oh shit I think the condom came off." He said, as his cock slipped out of me bare. "Damn really?" I feigned surprise. Still holding his cum and rubber inside me, I promised him that I was healthy and he had nothing to worry about. I kept up the act until he left. Afterwards, I inserted a butt plug to hold his seed inside me, I needed his babies to soak in me as long as possible. Did I feel a little guilty? Yes. But was it worth it? Hell yes! Please don't judge me.

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

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

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I feel like I am getting a high when he enters me. One load isn't enough. I try to always host more than one guy when I play because of that reason. Nothing else matters during this time. I want to suck get fucked and bred. I'd rather have guys cum than me, which I rarely ever cum.

I've been meaning to share this since Sunday night.. This past weekend I went to visit a friend in Long Beach and was leaving her apartment on Sunday morning when she went to work. So I was checking out the apps to see if I could have fun on my drive back to Phoenix. I got lucky and had some guys talking to me immediately and actually coming through and trying to make plans. So I headed over to this hung german guys apartment. When I started sucking his dick I got super horny immediately because I hadn't even touched myself since Wednesday. I was sucking him, eating his ass, sucking his balls. He just laid back and accepted what I was putting down lol. He preferred using condoms.. which was fine because I was so horny. I rode him for maybe 10 minutes and he shot in the condom, and I went into the bathroom to get the lube out of me. As I was sitting I went back on my phone and saw messages from a nasty equally hung french guy (I was hitting up all of europe lol). He couldn't host though but was saying for me to drive out to him and we'd find a spot in his car. I said before I don't really like car play but I really wanted to get fucked and take a load. I left the bathroom and the guy noticed I didn't cum and was trying to get me to sit back on his dick and cum but I said I had to drive back ASAP so I left. I met the french guy one street off kind of a main street. I parked near there and he dropped me a location from the alley one street off. So I walked back there and he was parked up in a really small business parking lot. Just one other car on the opposite side. I got in his car and we chatted for a couple minutes and he explained (cause we were in a small sedan) the best way he could fuck me. He put his seat down and told me to get on it, face down. I couldn't even see his dick before he hopped over and started prodding it against my ass. He wiped one little squirt of lube across my hole and just SANK into my ass. If I hadn't just been fucked with some lube in my hole I would have screamed. He was way to big to be doing that. Once in he didn't have a lot of room to slide out so he just pulled out like 2 inches every thrust but was fucking me hard. Definitely a big mix of pain and pleasure but the pleasure was winning so I went with it. I could tell he was cramping after a while cause he stopped being like.. violent about it and started going slower. It worked and he shot in my ass. He was different from the german guy cause he just told me to get out of his car and didn't care at all if I came. He was done. Kinda sucked because dom tops are hot but he was a little too selfish imo. I had no real leads after that so I actually started driving back. I stopped in PS to get food and tried again, but responses were really slow. I even went to sniffies and spent about 30 minutes messaging but not able to get someone I was interested in. I finished eating so I started driving back out. When I hit Indio I did one last stop to check my messages and low and behold there was a hot (american) dad that could host in Palm Desert. He was kind of a voyeur and had me jerk off and shower for him while he watched but I made sure I got to sit on his dick. I didn't want to keep it in anymore so I shot a massive load on his chest and stomach. I sucked him for like 20 minutes after that but unfortunately he couldn't cum. It was finally my turn to be the greedy one 😂All in all it took me from 8 AM until 6 PM to get home on what should've been a 6 hour drive

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I had to do a job a few hours from home in a large coastal town, and thought it would be a great opportunity to have some fun while away alone. I'd been chatting with a few guys from the area on grindr in the week leading up. Finished what I was doing, went to the local adult store and purchased a new jock strap and some lube. Went back to motel and cleaned up and organised for first gent to arrive. I reclined on bed with knees up as my new fb entered the room and immediately stripped off. Average dad bod with a nice 7' uncut cock that was thrust to my face. Sucked him like that for a bit before instructing him to lay down. Tasted nice and i took my time sucking his cock, balls and licking the tip of his knob, cleaning up precum as his cock grew rock hard, danced and twitched around. I then straddled his cock with my pre lubed hole and rode him hard, forwards and reverse. He wanted to fuck me from behind, so i put a couple of pillows under my belly to prop my ass up. He then pounded my wet hole full throttle for a good 20mins. I was in heaven at this point before he start to grunt and unleaded a flood of his man gravy deep inside me. I sucked his cock clean before he showered and left. Went to a local pub for some dinner before returning to room. Soon enough i had number two arriving. He had warned me that he would cum quick, but lasted long enough. He had about 6-7', but was quite girthy. Another uncut cock. Again i sucked him until rock hard while squeezing his balls tightly as per his request. Straddling his cock I could certainly feel this one enter me even though I had been thrashed beforehand. He threw me off after a few minutes, fucked me on my back for a few more, before pulling out, sitting on me, dry humping my cock and unleashing a very impressive series of thick and creamy cum spurts all over my chest, neck, face and even the pillow behind my head. I got my mouth to his cock in time to get the last couple of solid dribbles of cum, before cleaning the rest of my juices off him. He left, I showered and then slept. I'm lying here now after fb number one has just left after coming back for another helping before work and dumping another big load in me this morning. I'm going to be leaking cum from my ass all day now.

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.

i also LOVE drinking cum. never had too much.

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 🙂

I gave it a try once, saved up about over 1/2 cup of my jizz. Thawed it out in a wine glass. Savored the first mouthful, then dumped the whole glass in my mouth and layed there trying to slowly swallow. It was hot, some ran out of the corner of my mouth as I swallowed the first couple gulps. It was fun, but not enough to do again. Much prefer fresh from the tap loads.

**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.

I love verbal. I like tops that say what they are going to do and what I am going to do. "You are going to lay back and take my dick and when I'm ready to load you up, you are going to take it." Real honest communication that is dirty and real is great. I love verbal scenes. Tim Tyler is one of the best "talkers" I've seen. Even as a bottom, he taunts the top to do more. Sexy AF

i froze 9 loads in a tube...was in my freezer for about 2 months. i then used it as a "cumsicle", making sure to swallow every frozen drop of it!!

so a little over a week ago, the day before I came back to thailand for another 2 months of being a full time t-girl cumdumpster, I was on the subway in Toronto at night and a guy recognized me. he said “I know you pretty girl. you’re that cumhole from the bathhouse. I put like 5 loads in your ass last week. suck my cock baby” then pulled his cock out right there. we were in one of the older style trains with not many people on it but we were definitely in full view of a few people but I just started sucking his cock right there. a couple close by people got off at the next stop but a guy and a girl were clearly watching. he said “stand up slut. I’m gonna fuck you” so I stood up and he pulled my panties down and fucked me right there bent over the back seat, beside the booth and blew his load in me. then he said “I love that fuckhole, thanks bitch” then got off the next stop. the couple said “that looked like so much fun. thanks for the free show! got anything else to show” lol I actually pulled out my cock and jerked myself off and they applauded when I came then they got off at the next stop.

Part 5 Caio was right behind me, his erect cock standing tall against my ass. I was still pissing in the guy’s ass which was overflowing down on his face, filling nostrils and eyes orbits. He pushed me forward, crushing even more the guy under me. I felt the piercing going down between my cheeks to sink down in the wells of piss that had become the hostage hole. - Urgggh - Fuck - Hot Three different reactions from the trio that we had formed. Taking leverage by his hands on my shoulders to take leverage, Caio pulled out Cuntbuster completely, creating an obscene suction in the overstretched hole. I shuddered, close to orgasm. - Don’t dare you cum, pretty boy And with all his weight, Caio buried Cuntbuster to the hilt. A loud snap was heard and the guy wail liked a wounded animal. Encouraged by the small crowd cheering, Caio repeated his performance few times. - Just for the fun of it, he said One of the guys managed to insert his flaccid cock in the hostage after writing on his forehead the words: Piss Bucket. *** Most of the girls were gone now except a couple, including the ginger from this morning. The other one was blowing the delivery guy as a tip. I took the opportunity to dress and put distance between me and Caio. I only found my jeans and sneakers. My t-shirt, socks and underwear were nowhere to be seen. - Nice performance Leo had captured my total encounter with Caio. Almost 2 hours of footage in which I almost got fucked. I asked him to delete the recording, not wanting to find myself on some random gay porn sites. - Nothing wrong with it I begged to differ, but with Leo, it was useless to argue. The shooting resumed as per schedule. Caio was following me like a predator. It was making me nervous and distracting me which cause Leo to intervene - Shooed away, you fucker The last scene scenario was a double date where the two girls were plotting together as their “boyfriends” watched a game. Like any porn plot, the girls started making out with the guys and started to undress. - Fuck me I was dumbfounded. The gorgeous ginger was a guy! And same for his(her) partner. The foursome fornicated in every position possible to end with facials. Leo and I packed all the materials in a record time, it was just few minutes past midnight. Two guys carried out the hostage guy which looked to be in some sort of disarticulated pretzel. A demolition team were already tearing down all the decors. I realized that by noon today, there would be no trace of what happened here. Caio and two other guys had decided to drive to a club downtown. - You’re coming with me, pretty boy I looked at Leo who just shrugged - I told them you would go. They are a good customer of mine. A problem? There was no harm to join them for a beer or two, and then excused myself. *** The car was parked on a quiet side street. The car trunk was open. - We’ll be back. You be quiet, neighborhood isn’t safe There, in the trunk, the hostage was laying naked and caked with crusty cum, saliva and blood. I noticed the guy had a very small cock and balls. - If you try to escape, alert someone or any fuss, I will make sure your bones count goes way over 250. One of the actors pulled a large plastic bag with various toys that were used in the various shooting. Pretzel got his hand ties to his knees, alligator clamps on nipples, ear lobes, nose, foreskin and balls. Satisfied with his work, the actor spitted a huge gob of phlegm. I looked at Caio in disbelief. - Your choice. You can join him or come with us. To my surprise, it was one of the regular club where me and my friends uses to hang out, even brought my ex-girlfriend a couple of time. The music was good and the crowd friendly. As we enter, I recognize some familiar faces. Ben Schultz was there with his girlfriend. We went to high school together. He became a star-athlete in college. We weren’t close friends, but enough to greet each other. I wasn’t really popular. And contrary to what one might believe, having a dad offering without shame to suck them as soon as they walk in, is not a winning ticket. Oh yeah, he succeeded to blow some of them, but never stick around for long. - To the new assistant! Cheers As I sip my beer, Caio put his arm around my shoulder and was laughing without sexual innuendo. I was really tired from the long day and thought nothing of it. The guys went silent suddenly and one whispered something to Caio who raised his head looking at two guys that just entered the bar. A large man in nice clothing preceded by a Slavic-look guy who was scouting the room for someone. He walked directly to Caio when he saw him. - Don’t say a word and don’t do anything, whatever happens, if you know what is good for you. Both actors looked worried, but Caio was all smile - Dimitri! My friend! They brotherly hugged and exchange few words. Then Dimitri look at me and asked Caio who the slut was. - An assistant, works with Leo. Dimitri pursed his lips and nodded. He slipped his hand inside my jeans founding my hole, grazing a finger. - Not fucked? - Not yet Dimitri took my face in his hand and turned it toward the suite man. A brief and awkward pause. The suit man shook his head and Dimitri let me completely go before fending crowd in search for another prey. - May be another time All three guys looked at each other and remained silent. We had another beer, drinking it slowly, but the conversation had died with Dimitri’s appearance. - Try so stay away from him. That was all they told me about Dimitri. I went to men’s room. Dimitri had followed right behind me, but I didn’t noticed. I went to the urinal and Ben was next, horse-pissing. - You’re one of them faggot? The words were slurred. He was slightly drunk. - Let me show you what a man looks like He stepped back and turned around pissing on my lower leg, and start laughing. Dimitri stepped in, grab Ben’s head and smashed it against the wall with force. - Enough for you, arrogant prick, you are coming with me. Lets find out how much man you are. Dimitri marched out the men’s room, still holding Ben’s by the neck. At the door, Dimitri wink at me. - Not a word to anyone, assistant, or I’ll come for you. *** Back at the table, two more actors from the shoot had joined us. Caio looked at me. - Piss yourself? I ignored him, looking around to see if I can spot Ben. No sign of Ben or his girlfriend. Apparently Dimitri and the suited man were gone also, because the conversation had started back between the actors. - It seems that there some actions down the street. Let’s roll.

Part 4 The inevitable happened. The hostage got royally fucked by Cuntbuster. Before Caio move onto the bed, someone injected some chemicals at the base of his cock. And soon enough, Cuntbuster went rigid like a steel pipe. It was a massive weapon, thick and vicious with a glistening PA sitting like a crown on the cockhead. The hostage went frantic when Caio came into his view. No gag would have silenced such screams. Chains were rattling like a melody. - Honestly, he should get an award for his acting. I said out loud. Leo was next to me and gave me a weird look. Caio shoved all his cock deep in the guy ass in his first assault. Cuntbuster had defeated his adversary in one single plunge. Any resistance was futile. Game was over. - Like an oven down there and soon you will bake Cuntbuster poz babies. The hostage was now bouncing on the mattress, impaling himself back, at each thrust. In normal circumstance, I would have worried at the scene before me and felt sorry for the guy, but the not-so diluted tranquilizer in Leo’s homemade iced tea was still blurring my reality. - You sweat. Hope you didn’t catch a bug you don’t want. Here, drink some iced tea, it might help. The scene went along for few more minutes. Caio came in his victim ass with a victory roar, pulled out, leaving a ruined body behind him. Another guy, pretty hung (of course), took his place and started fucking. In two steps, Caio was in front of me. - Mind and pupils relaxed. Can’t be more ready than this. Leo pried my mouth open, inserting a Viagra and an aspirin. - Here take these and drink this I was given a glass of an infect beverage, except this iced tea was warmer and had a different taste. I pushed back the glass. - I'm out of iced tea. This is all I got. So drink. If I’d knew better, I would say it was piss. I looked at a grinning Leo suspiciously. As soon as the thought crossed my mind it vanished immediately. Nah, he’s way too nice of a man, he wouldn’t do that kind of prank. - Let’s take a break, you and me, I’ll teach you a thing or two. Caio hooked his hand inside the waistband of my jeans and dragged me to the nearest bed available. *** I was still very calm, and I was able to focus. My span of attention was getting better. I was hard and horny now. In a malleable mind-state. A great condition to get fucked even if you don’t want to. Caio was cuddling me and marking me with a lot of hickeys. Cuntbuster was nudging my balls between my legs. One hand was mauling a nipple while with the other one he was lazily giving me a five-knuckle-shuffle on my cock. - Sshhh, pretty boy, I know you are reluctant to have Cuntbuster shoved up your virgin ass… I just nodded. No, it’s a lie. I wasn’t just nodding. I was also voluntary rocking my ass lightly against Caio’s lower abs. The warmth of his body was soothing, and I needed to cum. - Feel this, boy. Feel how it’s smooth, how smooth it will feel when I slide it home. Tell me how bad you want it, how bad you want me to share my toxic load with you. Cuntbuster was pulsing like it had a life of his own. I looked down to both cocks and was mesmerized by the sight. Caio’s cock was definitely bigger than mine, but I had nothing to be ashamed. - Raise your leg Two fingers found their way to my hole. Even in my straight-guy mind, I knew that I would never let a girl dry fuck me with her fingers or objects, although no girl I shagged would have come willingly near my ass. It was hard enough to convince them to get a blow job, except Prissy at the bar. Caio’s fingers were insisting - Lube… please… - Since you're asking so nicely He collected some precum from both cocks and smeared it over my hole. He repeated the process a couple of time. I took over masturbating our cocks, one against the other. - This is the yin and the yang of the cocks. The good and the bad. The pure and the evil. The neg and the poz. Like a mantra, Caio's was whispering a lot of things, interrupted here and there by tongue foraging my ear. The hand was back at my bruised nipple. Caio had stretched it to a pencil eraser size. Now he was back at it, torturing it between his fingers which was sending weird feelings down my spine, but mostly to my cock. The precum-wet fingers were crawling in my ass. - It hurts - A finger or two in your in ass is not pain. You must know that when Cuntbuster is going to fuck you up the first ten or twelve times, then you will know what pain is. - Ten times? - Only if you are a poor fuck. If you are good, pretty boy, I will fuck you so much that your ass will never remember being virgin. - I’m not gay. I want a girlfriend, and... - Not anymore, no more girlfriends for you, no more pussies. - But… - Sshhh, pretty boy, gay or not, Cuntbuster doesn’t care, so why would you? - Because it’s my ass? - You’re wrong again my naïve boy. It is not just your ass. It is a sheltered home for all Cuntbuster poz babies and his toxic friends. The intimacy created by Caio felt good, despite the fact he was a guy. I can’t blame Dad if this how he felt? I was scared and not totally committing to gay sex, and even less to have unprotected sex with a poz guy. - I need to piss - Now? - Too much iced tea… Caio jump out the bed and tilted his head for me to come along. We cross the décor set back to the dungeon where a black guy was fucking the hostage in a pretzel position. - Make Room Caio took hold of my hard on - Put it in I obeyed. - Well, what are you waiting for? Piss! That was insane, but I really need to go. - Sorry, I said to the hostage which cause a genuine laugh amongst the porn actors.

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

I definitely agree with the other opinions that Morocco, Egypt and Turkey (yes, I know it isn’t Africa;-) are definitely places where you can be taken without a condom! On many occasions, I was fucked raw in Turkish hammams and it was incredible. I think the whole Middle East and North Africa are full of horny straight, gay and bisex men wanting to dump their seed in a hot hole!

Dang, that's probably twice my best year, which was probably 2019. Seems like action is still off since Covid.

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

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

I so fucking love rubber outfit. But with condoms I tend to lose my boner. So there must be an instinct or something like that which tells us to take it off and seed that bottom-sluts deep.

Part 20 I was feeling great, and the memory of the previous day’s adventures was fading. The pain had gone, I was feeling horny and hungry, and those pics just lit up a fire in me. Gone those terrors I had the night before, the doubts that had been haunting my mind for the past week. I was rubbing my cock through my underwear, looking avidly at that cock pic he said he had taken live when he sent it. I was remembering that first time he had loaded my ass with his poz cum, just a few days ago, and I could not understand why I had been so freaked out all week long. “Make sure you’re ready at 8pm, boy! And prepare some change of clothes as you won’t be back before tomorrow!” he texted as I was jerking on his pic. I edged myself a few times, checking pozzing videos online and imagining it would soon be me. I got up around 11AM and figured I should eat something now in order to prep for 8PM. I grabbed some brunch and decided to walk around the city and explore until I had to get ready. With all the meetings, I had not had any time to discover the area, which turned out to be pretty nice. Beach, pier, a very nice afternoon with a constant boner thinking about his poz dick. With my hands in my pockets, I was continuously rubbing my cock, and was checking the time frantically hoping 8PM would come faster. I got back at my hotel around 5:30PM and started prepping, sniffing a bit of poppers from time to time. I was at the curb in front of my hotel at 8PM sharp. At that point, I was just too horny and excited to think about anything else but that dick and cum. The loss of my PrEp had escaped my mind completely. An old blue Toyota stopped right in front of me. It was him. He motioned me to get in . I sat by him and closed the door. “Look what you’re doing to me, boy!” I looked down and his dick was out of his pants, fully hard. He pulled me in and gave me a deep kiss, before pushing my head down to his cock. “Kiss it, boy.” I did and he put it back into his pants. “Soon, it will be all yours” he added as he started driving. We drove for twenty-five minutes until we got to a motel. We got out of the car and he told me to wait while he would get the keys to the room. He came back five minutes later and we made our way to the second floor into a double room. It was clean but old looking. “Make yourself comfortable, we’ll spend quite some time here”. I dropped my bag and went to the bathroom. When I came out, he had dimmed the light and he was naked. “Strip down to your jocks, boy.” he ordered. I took my pants and t-shirt off. I was just wearing my white jockstrap. “On your knees here.” I kneeled in front of him. “Open your mouth” I did and he spit into it before shoving his already hard cock down my throat. He started to fuck my face mindlessly, firmly holding my head from behind. I was trying to catch quick breaths between thrusts as best as I could until he pulled completely out. “Climb onto the bed now, ass up.” I did and he started eating my ass, pushing his tongue as deep as possible and making my hole all wet and sloppy. After ten minutes, he got up and lined his dick with my hole and started pushing the tip into it. “It’s time again, boy. You got already one poz load from me a week ago. But now, it’s one additional week without meds for me. My dick is more toxic than it was last time” he said while sliding in slowly. I could feel every inch entering my ass, with the help of his spit and precum. His poz dick was getting inside me and I was feeling strangely high. He waited to be fully in before starting to fuck me harder. I could tell he was horny as hell. After a few minutes, he flipped me to my back and shoved his dick right back in. “I want to look at your face, boy”. He picked up the pace and screamed as he shot his load. “ Turn around.” I felt something on my right butt cheek. “There, that’s load number one”. He had marked my ass. “Tonight, I’ll turn you into a Poz cumdump, boy. A poz cumdump who’ll beg for toxic loads”.

Part 14 I panicked and looked everywhere, under the bathroom cabinets, emptied my backpack, my suitcase. I couldn’t not find a trace of my bottle of blue pills. I tried retracing my routine and steps before flying. I’m a very careful planner when it comes to travelling, almost OCD, making lists, starting packing several days in advance. I always make sure to put aside the essential items, place them well in view in order not to forget them. I always took my PrEp in the evening before bed. I remembered doing so the evening before flying. I had to go to bed quite early as my flight was departing at 8am, meaning that I had to get up at 4am in order to catch it. I was clearly seeing myself brushing my teeth, taking my blue pill, and then… leaving it besides my toiletry bag instead of putting it inside. In the rush to be on time the following morning, I probably had forgotten to take it with me. I calculated that I had missed a dose then the evening of my arrival at the hotel but hadn’t noticed. Missing one dose is usually not too serious and I was probably too tired and excited to really care. But now, there I was, without my safety net and with an unmedicated poz load deep inside me. The panic just increased a level. I tried to expel the cum but nothing was coming out. But under the warm shower, I started relaxing a bit. The hot water had some kind of soothing effect on both my body and my mind. I spent a few more minutes in the shower, thinking about what had just happened. I had been bred by a guy I had fantasized on for years and it hadn’t been disappointing at all! I had just willingly taken my first known poz load, from a man who had dropped his meds specifically for me. I hadn’t shot my load myself and those thoughts got me hard again pretty quickly. I started jerking off, edging myself several times, but I decided I wanted to keep my level of excitement at its highest until Saturday. I had gotten so horny at that point I had almost completely forgotten about my panic, and went to Grindr and BBRT with the hope to find another load. This time, I took it a step further and switched from “Ask me” to “Positive okay” on my BBRT profile. It was my first time in the area and it’s always exciting to connect for the first time in a new city. The “Oinks” kept coming in making me fe like a kid at Christmas. While I was looking and responding, my phone vibrated. -“Hey! You were such a good boy tonight! My poz dick looked really good inside you! I’ll see you on Saturday and I’ll use those to recruit other tops! They show how much of a good slut you are! Good night boy, you’ll be completely mine soon!” With the message was a few pictures.

Stranger in my Room – Part 2 It seems like we both passed-out; for how long I don’t know. I just woke with this wonderful feeling of someone’s fingers running up and down my ass crack. It felt so good I just naturally shifted my hip to give the fingers better access. The digits were deep in my crack and brushing my warm, wet hole. Then a pause at my rosebud, and the middle finger starts probing the opening. It’s gone for a moment, then back again, but now it’s wet. Again I shift and give total access to my butt hole. The wet finger enters my wet chute. With ease the stranger’s middle finger is sliding in and out of my fuck hole. It’s really feeling good and my hole is warming up. Then the finger in replace by a fatter thumb. “Fuck yeah…” I sigh. Fucking LOVE being thumb fucked. The perfect shape, and how the pad of that digit presses against the prostate. Fucking heaven. After some gentle rubbing of that favorite male gland, the stranger pulls his thumb out. He says to me, “You’re so very warm and wet in there. I think my dick needs to revisit that.” With that, he lifts my left leg slightly into the air. Then his big, round dick head starts running up and down my crack, looking for that warm, wet spot. It’s not long before he discovers it and starts pushing in. Because I still have such a tight ass, he feels resistance. He lifts my leg higher and I push to open my hole for him. With that, his head pushes in, past the ring. I sigh with extreme pleasure as he pushes the rest of his dick’s length into me. “Oh fuck! This feels good. Your dick is now hitting that spot, better than your thumb was. Fuck this is awesome. I’ve never been fucked in this position. Feels amazing. Oh, Fuck Yeah…damn that feels so fucking good!” “So, you’ve never been dicked like this before? Well, you’re going to like it.” He lifts my leg over his hip and drives his dick in, balls deep. He then twists my shoulders and face around to meet his. With that, he plants a big, wet, open mouth kiss on me. While we’re swopping spit, his hand runs down my belly and finds my hard cock…dripping pre-cum of course. He wraps his fist around my boner and starts stroking. I think every bottom would agree that having a Top stroke your dick while your ass strokes his, is an amazing feeling. My arm is around his neck, his hand is pounding my meat, and my hole is milking his cock…once again. Does it get any better? “Oh, fuck my ass man! Oh, fuck this feels amazing. I could cum man, I think I’m about to shoot!” Hearing that, he slows down, lifts my leg back over his hip and starts to roll me over on my stomach…all the time, keeping his stiff rod inside me. He lays his hairy, manly body on my back and says directly into my ear. “I know from your profile; you really like to take dick in this position. In fact, I think I read from you several times, this is how you like to get bred. Well, you nasty fuck, we’re going to fuck a while like this, before I seed your cunt again. Then maybe I’ll let you cum. But you either cum with me, or after me. Understand? You tell me when you’re too close.” With that he lifts himself off me and pulls his cock out. He then takes his strong hands and parts my thighs and firmly rubs them up and down. He reaches up and pulls my cheeks apart and starts rimming my ass. He’s dragging the length of his tongue up and down my crack, then stops and sticks it in me as far as he can. He does this several times and I’m writhing in horny bliss. Then he rises to his knees and uses them to force my thighs further apart. Then I feel that wonderful, bulbous head of his cock pushing against my opening again. “I’d suggest you take a hit from that bottle before in force myself into you again.” No one who needs to be told twice the hit some poppers, I take a long draw up both nostrils. As I slowly let out the air, with one forceful thrust, he’s back in, balls deep. I raise my spinning head and groan in pleasurable. It didn’t really hurt…just had a lot of force behind it. Once again, the weight of his body in press on top of me. And again, he’s breathing heavy words in my ear, while he starts full force thrusting in and out of my hole. “Your fucking cunt feels so good around my dick. Fuck. Your hole’s so creamy already it feels incredible. I could fuck you for days.” As he’s fucking me, pinned between his body and the mattress, my wet dick is rubbing beneath us. I’m so fucking turned on by this guy’s manly body pressed against me, his amazing boner fucking my hole, and my dick rubbing the sheets. I guess my breathing started to give that tale-tale sign of reaching climax. Because, without saying a word, he reached under my hip and pulled my stiff rod behind me. No longer rubbing against the sheets. “Don’t want you cumming prematurely.” He says. “We have some serious ass pounding to do. I’ve yet to plow your ass doggy style.” Fucking hell. I didn’t even realize we hadn’t done that yet. Then in a moment, he withdrawals his bone from my butt, grabs my hips and lifts them off the bed. Again, he buries his tongue deep in my fuck hole and just eats me out. In a flash, his tongue is replaced with his stiff, now pounding cock. He pushes all the way into me in one thrust. Hits bottom and twists my face around to kiss me with the taste of my ass on his tongue. “We got some serious fucking to do. I’ve yet to really pound your ass. You need to feel what it’s like to fuck like men.” He pulls his cock out with a ‘POP’ and drives it back in again. Holding my hips and pushing my face in the sheets he starts F U C K I N G me. Fucking in and out and in and out – slamming into my cheeks with a slap each time. I’m fucking moaning with forceful pleasure. I don’t think I’ve ever had someone fuck me so hard. But, because of all the earlier work, and a load of wet jizz already in me – this felt, other worldly. He was really liking it too. He was up on his knees, ramming his shaft deep. Pulling it out to look at it, then back in again (got to love those full-length mirror hotels have). “Fuck yeah! Your hole is working my cock so good. I’m gonna fuck’in cum man. I’m gonna grease your insides again. Oh fuck yeah. You ready for another hot load of sperm?” The question was rhetorical, but always HOT to hear. So I answered. “OH GOD YES! That’s what you’re here for. I need your seed man. I want your fucking man load planted as deep as it will go. Fuck me man. Mark this ass!” With that he pushes me flat on the bed. With his knees he forces my thighs together, making my hole tighter. He’s fucking hard, but his cock doesn’t leave my chute. He drives in all the way and the moment he lands on my back I feel his dick surge. “Fuck you man! FUCK I’m cumming! I’m breeding and seeding your cum hole. Take it man. Suck-in all my seed – my DNA is now deeply imbedded inside you.” “Oh fuckin’ thank you man. You came here to deliver, and you did. I love having your sperm swimming inside me. I feel so wet with your thick, rich cum. Thank you.” He’s now laying on top of me. His chest pressing heavy with his panting. Calming down and winding down, but still on top of me. I’m loving it. Then I realized, when he laid me down again, my dick was under my belly…but I didn’t cum. I was so focused on my ass getting truly fucked I just didn’t care. “Man! That was some amazing sex. Did you like that?” He asks me. “Are you crazy? Of course. It was the best sex I’ve ever had. You are a great fucker. I’m glad I invited you over. Was scared to death at first, but I think that made it hotter.” “Right-on. Should we take a shower and clean each other up before I leave?” “Yeah…I’d like that.” We go into the bathroom and I start the shower. Luckily being a higher end hotel, it had a sizable shower. We step under the water and I soap-up his sexy body. His dick is still half hard, and I can’t help but stroke it. Looking me in the eye, he says, “You haven’t really showed me how subservient you can be. I think you need to get on your knees and suck my cock.” Now I’m not too much into sucking cock, but he was right. And, I hadn’t cum yet myself. I was kind of excited to see that amazing fuck tool up close. I put my lips around his head and suck it. Circled my tongue around it, then stuck the tip of my tongue into his piss slit. “That’s nice boy, but I think you need to suck the whole thing.” With that he takes both of his hands to the back of my head and forces my face into his bush. I do like the different feeling of his dick in my mouth. We get into a rhythm and I start stroking my dick. After a few moments, he notices me whacking my dick. “Hey boy – haven’t you cum yet?” I look up into his face, dick still in my mouth and try and say, “No.” “What the fuck kind of rude Top am I. We need to take care of that. Do you think your pussy could take another load?” “Fuck yeah.” I say. With that, he grabs me under my arms and pulls me up. He then tells me, “Put your foot up on the edge of the tub.” I then feel (once again) that amazing dick head pressing into my ass. “Oh fuck. I love to stand and deliver. Oh God, I can’t believe I get your dick again.” “Keep working it like this and you’ll get more than just my dick.” “Do you want to cum while I fuck your hole?” “YES! I LOVE to cum while getting fucked.” With that, he pulls me back against his chest. Then he pushes my hand away from my dick and wraps his fist around my aching bone. His dick is pounding my butt and his fist is pounding my pud. I feel so subservient. This Top is controlling everything. He then pushes the brown bottle under my nose. I sniff deeply and he does so after. At this point, we’re both flying high. “You feeling good boy? You ‘bout to shoot that juice? Hold-off a second and I’ll plant mine in you at the same time. You close? You ready? I’m about to shoot man. Here comes number three.” Again, he dives in balls deep and holds it there. But his fist is still quickly pounding my dick. As I feel his head expand as he starts to deliver his third load. At that moment… “FUCK YES! Thank you, Sir. I’m gonna shoot – FUCK I’m cumming. AUGHHH FUCK YEAH. FUCK YES….AUGHH! My first shot came out like a canon. I could feel it as it left the slit. My stranger’s dick buried deep within me, again. Him holding me tightly against chest and pounding my dick and causing it to explode. I’ve never had a better orgasm. “WOW Boy! How long you been holding that load?” “I don’t think it’s how long I held it…it was YOU driving it out of me. Fucking AWESOME! By that time we were both spent and the sun was raising. I went and laid on the bed, and played with my cummy ass and semi-hard dick while the stranger dressed, waved good-bye, and left. After he was gone, I fingered my soaking wet hole, and stroked my boner to another orgasm thinking about what just happened. Can’t believe I actually did it…but so glad I did.

Part III: Daddy's Pussyboys, First Scene-Cherry Pop Steve was bulky, but he was way more gentle than Jerome. Mikey's face was contorted in pain, but with the makeup on, streaming down his cheeks with his tears and sweat, and against the red light and the brick wall of whatever basement we were in, he looked like a trashy whore getting pounded in a back alley. Bruce was right above the point of penetration, his camera focused laser like on Jerome's cock invading Mikey's busted cherry. "He's really big," Bruce said, laughing. Jerome grunted and continued pounding into Mikey's ass, his hands gripping the boy's hips and occasionally slapping when the boy made any audible wailing sound. Bruce moved the camera from the boy's butt along his backside up to his face, and then paused while Jerome's violent thrusts pushed the boy's face right up to the lens. "How's it feel Mikey? Say something for the audience." The boy just moaned, and Bruce slapped him and spat in his face. "Please stop...I'm a top!" he whined. "Talk into the camera bitch." Mikey turned to the camera and started babbling, mostly incoherent. "Hurts...fuck, my ass....stop...please..." Bruce smiled at me while he held the camera in front of my friend. "Fuck my ass, huh?" He winked at me, and then turned back to Jerome. "Hear that Jay?" "With pleasure," Jerome said, then began pulling his dick all the way out of Mikey, while grabbing a fistfull of the boy's hair and slamming back in. He started doing this repeatedly, and Mikey continued babbling into the camera, as Bruce smeared some of the makeup on his face with his cock before thrusting it in Mikey's throat. I was lost in my own world, with Steve's giant dick moving slowly in and out of my own hole, which was still sore from the other night with Bruce. Bill came up to me as Bruce and Jerome continued tag teaming Mikey. "Drink this up, princess." He tipped a red plastic cup with gatorade up to my lips. I was dehydrated and drank it down quickly, so quickly that I only noticed the aftertaste once it was down my throat. "What's that?" I moaned. Bill just tossed the cup aside and pressed his cock back into my mouth. "That's happy juice." Bill thrust his dick down my throat. "It will make tonight a lot easier." Behind me, Steve's dick was moving faster now, in and out of my sore ass. He was grunting and occasionally punching the lower part of my back. I kept trying to push Bill's cock out of my mouth, to breath, but every time I tried he would press it right back inside. Tom was on the other side of the room and was changing the music from club hits to some kind of dark electronica. It all came from a TV that was now broadcasting Bruce's camera feed. My view of the TV was obstructed by Bill and his cock, but I could make out Jerome's thick meat burying itself all the way into Mikey's ass, with red streaks of red along his cock. I couldn't tell if it was from blood or the lipstick that Jerome had put on Mikey while his cock was buried in the boy's throat. Suddenly Steve stopped pushing in and out of my ass, and took his cock out with a plopping sound. "I think she's been opened up enough," he said, smacking my ass for emphasis. He walked over to the other side of the room and started putting something together while Bill walked behind me and pressed his dick, covered with my spit, against my throbbing hole. I watched as he dipped his cock in a plastic bag. Bruce pulled out of Mikey and walked back over to me, his camera lens aimed at my ass. "You gonna fuck that faggot up?" He moved the camera from my ass to Bill's cock, which was now covered in white crystalline powder. On the TV I could see it leaking precum. "Something tells me this is his first rodeo," Bill said. With that, he slammed his cock all the way in, and I arched my back and screamed. Bruce laughed. "Not his first ride, but his first finish." Bruce put the camera right against my face. "How do you feel buddy? You feeling good?" My hole was on fire and Bill's cock hurt, like it was tearing up my insides. "Please no more..." I moaned. In front of me, beyond Bruce's camera, Mikey was being turned over by Tom. I watched as Tom administered a needle to his arm. As he pulled the needle out and discarded it, he shoved his dick all the way up Mikey, who screamed at first. Behind me, Bill's thrusts were being made with the music. Behind me, Bill groaned. "Ask for my load." The camera was still hovering in my face. Bruce was stroking his cock next to it, waiting for me to talk. "Please don't come in me!" Bruce grabbed my hair and turned my face directly into the lens. "No choice this time, princess. Tell Daddy Bill where he can put it." "Please just come in my face!" I whined. Steve's pummeling of my hole had felt rough the entire time, but there was something about Bill's dick, or my state of mind, that was making me want it. Enjoy it. Bill pulled all the way out and started slamming in and out of my hole. "C'mon bitch," he said, punching me in the back of the neck. "Tighten that pussy for Daddy!" Tom was now choking Mikey while he pressed his cock deeper and deeper in his hole. "Not much of a top right now are you, Mikey?" "Where does it go, whore?" Bruce asked again, jabbing his dick in and out of my mouth. "Tell us where it goes." When he slipped his cock out again, I looked up at the camera, defeated. "It goes in my ass, sir." Bruce smacked my face. "We've been through this. Where does it go?" I held my head down in shame. "My pussy." Another smack. "Where, bitch?" Bill jammed the entire length of his cock in me again, and started furiously pumping. "Need to hear it from your lips," he said, pulling my hair and my head up. "Scream it!" "PLEASE CUM IN MY PUSSY!" I screamed. This time I kind of wanted him to. My mind was unfocused, my body shaking as it was pounded at both ends. Ahead of me I heard Tom grunt again. "Take my dirty load you cunt," he said, while Mikey wailed and moaned beneath him. Bill turned me over and began furiously pounding my hole while Bruce fed me his cock while holding the camera above my face, and moving its lense between my cock filled throat and Bill's dick slamming my hole. Bill groaned loudly one last time, then shook as he unloaded his dick into my pussy. He withdrew, wiping his cock against my asshole a few times, and sat next to me, breathing heavy. "What a fuck. Your turn Bruce." He grabbed Bruce's camera and Bruce moved between my legs, lifting them up and lining his cock against my hole. He slid it in roughly, grunting while Bill took his slimy cock and put it inside my mouth. "Clean it off boy." Without hesitation I did what he asked. Steve came up beside me, and started administering a needle. "Don't move, princess," Bill said, stroking my hair while Bruce held his cock still inside me. I could feel it throbbing, felt him moving it slightly, itching to stretch me out. Behind me, I heard a babbling Mikey plead with Jerome to fuck him. "You like this black dick, boy?" Jerome laughed as he said it. "Yes!" Mikey yelled, his voice higher. "Please fuck my ass, sir!" Above me Bruce was grunting, his cock moving in and out of my exposed hole. Bill and Steve pulled my legs back for him until it was just my exposed pussy taking thrust after thrust while Bruce spat on my face and gripped my asscheeks as he slammed my bruised hole. "Told you I'd get a second chance at that pussy, boy." Bruce smiled down at me. "Tell Daddy Bruce where you want his load." I knew there was no point resisting. I was starting to feel good. I was wet down there and looser now, and I could hear the slapping, sloshing sounds of Bruce's dick as it moved in and out of my corrupted hole. "In my pussy, Daddy," I said, wrapping my now free arms around his body as he impaled me. Bill and Steve let me legs go, and I wrapped them around Bruce, securing my fate. "With pleasure," Bruce whispered, and unloaded in me while Bill filmed. I leaned back and could see the TV upside down behind me, where the screen was filled with Bruce's cock sliding in and out of my hole, cum dripping out of it. Jerome was grunting and Mikey was moaning, and then Jerome hollered as he dove into Mikey's pussies. Bill stood up, the camera facing down at both of us as they arranged us on all fours so that Mikey and I could make out with each other as the loads dripped out of our asses. "Daddy's Pussyboys, Scene 1: Popped Cherries," Bill announced, chuckling. "That's a wrap! Lets give these bitches a rest." They moved us apart and gave us that bitter tasting Gatorade to hydrate. Bill and Jerome collared Mikey and took him over to a sling in the corner of the room, securing him and leaving him alone while Tom grabbed me. "C'mere beautiful," he said, his tongue pressing into my mouth. He fed me a pill and had me take a swig of the bitter juice to drink it down. "What's that?" I asked, barely coherent at this point, letting his hands explore my teenage body as he started biting at my neck. "Something for a little later, when it's your turn to swing," he said, nodding over at Mikey on the sling. I was starting to lose consciousness when I heard a loud knocking. "Ready?" A voice called out from somewhere upstairs. "Who's that?" I asked Tom. He ignored me and just sat me up on his lap and fed his dick into my hole. "Don't worry about that baby," he said, kissing me. "Just ride the wave." As he rocked me back and forth on his cock I looked over to the side of the room and saw about four or five guys descending the staircase, led by Bill. Bruce was following Bill with the camera as they walked over to the sling and formed a semicircle around Mikey. One of the guys, who looked to be in his late thirties, laughed when he saw Mikey oozing with cum. "I know this kid," he said, pressing his finger against Mikey's exposed boypussy. "He said he only tops." The man licked his lips. "Guess that was a lie, huh whore?" Mikey looked up at the man, confused. "I know you," he started to say, but Bill pressed his hardening dick against Mikey's mouth. "That's enough talk for now, boy," Bill said. "Why don't you let these men get to work." "That's right," the man who knew Mikey said, unbuckling his belt. "Remember when you turned me down?" He was smiling down at Mikey, licking his lips as he stared intently at the boy's hole. Mikey moaned. "Please, I'm sorry...." "No bitch, you will be sorry, though," the man said, bringing out a huge cock that had a Prince Albert piercing. "This motherfucker is gonna wreck that hole." The man paused, taking out a baggy and swirling his finger in it. "You want some of this tiger?" he said, dangling the bag in front of Mikey. "Makes it go easier." "Y-yes," Mikey stammered. "Please let me have some...." "Beg me for it." "Please!" Mikey whined, looking pathetic and spread open for these strange men. "Please let me have some!" The man lined his cock up against Mikey's hole. "Maybe later," he said, slamming it all the way in. Mikey screamed. The man didn't seem to care, pushing further into his teenage hole. "Who's my faggot now, huh kid?" He asked Mikey. "Who's my faggot?" Mikey winced. "What...I don't..." "You my faggot?" the man asked, thrusting his cock in and out of Mikey's exposed hole. "I'm not-" "Wrong answer," the man said, slapping Mikey's face. "I'm your faggot," Mikey said, wincing. Tom started moving his cock faster inside me, and I stifled a groan as he re-positioned me so I could watch the action and take him doggy style. "That's right, Mikey," the man said, revealing that he knew Mikey. "You're my number one faggot right now." And with that, he started pounding away as Mikey cried and moaned and babbled underneath him.

I'm just going to go ahead and assume it was Jim Cantore and jerk off thinking about it.