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Now Sam turn round and show your little white bubble butt to the camera, nice turn your head and repeat after me, My name is Sam I am an 18 year old anal Virgin and I am giving up my Virginity to Jon’s Poz cock. Excellent Sam now bend over slightly and show us your Virgin rose bud, nice. Leon get the toothbrush and work it into Sam’s hole, the next thing I felt was the Leon pushing the toothbrush into my hole it hurt scratching the insides of my boy pussy, after about 5 minutes Leon pulled it out and showed the blood on the bristles to the camera, Jon I think Sam is ready. Sam you ready for my Poz cock Jon said, yes sir was my response. Okay on all fours Sam, once in position I felt Jon’s tongue eating my hole and loosing me up with his fingers, watch the screen Sam see the moment your Virgin cherry opens up for my Poz cock as I did I could see and Jon’s hard throbbing Poz pre cum leaking cock pushing at my ring Jon told me to push out as I did his head popped past my ring, he held it there for a second before slowing working his hard Poz cock into my pussy, he was about two thirds in and I felt him hit a inner part of me, Sam this is your inner ring as he grabbed my tiny waste he pulled back and then slammed forward as his cock burst through my inner ring, good boy as tears rolled down my face he said, now the fucking can really start and he started long dicking me with powerful strokes he kept me in that position for about 10 minutes and then turned me on my back and said I want you to beg for my toxic load Sam. Yes yes filled me with your toxic cum mark me as yours, that took me over the edge as my ring contract hard around Jon’s cock I started cumming all over my face and chest in an endless stream of jizz, his hard balls hammering my pussy I new he was close, here it cums Sam as I felt his hard cock expanded and start throbbing Jon pushed as deep as he could and shouted fuck yes take my toxic babies I’m cumming I’m cumming Yes Yes Yes. Once he eased down he pulled his toxic cock from my hole showing the cum and blood covered member to the camera, Sam clean my cock as he pushed it down my throat. Your properly done now Sam. Cut Leon said that was so hot Sam as he leaned in and French kissed me say we are brothers now. My new life as a cum whore starts. If you want?

I nearly had a disaster on Thursday, but Breeding Zone saved the day. I turned up at the Vault in London ready for naked night, only to realize that I’d left my portable black bulb douche in the car, which I’d parked miles away in the outskirts of the city. Although I’d already cleaned out at home, I always take my bulb douche with me so that I can ‘touch up’ before I play- it’s often a 2-hour trip door-to-door, and things have a habit of moving in that time. Anyway, I was seriously considering just giving up and leaving rather than risking an ‘accident’- but then I remember reading a post on Breeding Zone where someone said that in an emergency, they just use a regular water bottle (and reading through this thread, I reckon it might well have been @tallslenderguy!) So I bought one from the bar for £3.00, grabbed some lube and went into the bathroom to give it a go. And fucking hell, you know what? It really did work! No special nozzle or anything, I just pressed the open neck against my hole, squeezed the bottle, and voilà! I’m sure there’s no way this would have worked when I first started bottoming- my hole would have been far too tight. But now, that’s not such a problem 🤣 So anyway, thank you for the tip, Breeding Zone- or more specifically, @tallslenderguy!

When I was released, Leon came over and I licked my cum from his face and then I kissed him sharing the sweet nectar. Jon then said to me how are you feeling Sam, horny was my response, what was I saying, excellent came the response from Jon. Let’s get a drink and we head off out of the basement. The three of us started talking about the plans for the afternoon and Jon asked me are you ready to accept your destiny and I said yes but I was a little scared, don’t be Leon said you will be free to fuck and breed and never wrap your cock in a nasty condom. Okay Jon said let’s get some sexy photos of you so our clients can get a preview, we will that our time until you can’t resit the thought of raw cocks breeding your Virgin boy pussy Sam. I think as a first Sam you should breed Leon would you boys like that and I lent in and gave Leon a Kiss, that’s a yes then Boys 😊 After a short break Jon said come on let’s have some fun and we headed back down my cock hard and bouncing with every step, Jon had me doing lots of posses as both he and Leon recorded and took stills, I was so horned up my cock seemed to be constantly leaking pre cum. Once finished, Jon said something missing a cock ring to really pull balls forward and make your cock throb, he got a half inch thick black rubber cock ring and tried to get it over my cock and balls but I was too hard. Leon go get some Ice, soon enough Leon was back with some ice and the cold made my cock deflate as quick as a flash the cock ring was stretched and pulled over once in place, I was instantly so hard I thought my cock would explode. Jon said Leon I don’t think Sam has time for foreplay. Jon told me I would be doing a quick introduction for the clients on camera just answer the questions boys. Okay and Jon started the Camera. Jon, So Sam is this your first time? Sam: Yes, I’m a Virgin Jon: Leon what do you want from Sam? Leon: I’m going to be his first and I want Sam to drain his balls with his fat long raw cock in my Boy pussy, Leon grabbed Sam’s cock and pulled it down hard it flicked straight back up. Jon: Sam, do you want to get fucked as well? Sam: Yes, I’m a little scared but I want to live free of condoms I want to be a Cumdump like Leon taking any cocks and cum on offer. Jon: Sam would you like to lose your cherry to a Positive cock? Sam: Yes, I know it’s my destiny to be seeded by Poz cocks and I want to partner Leon as a duo for Poz men. Jon: Sam, Leon hasn’t tested positive yet so do you want my Poz seed, its un-medicated with a really high Viral load so its sure to convert you? Sam: Yes, I would love that then both Leon and I would have the same DNA. Jon: Awesome let’s make a start boys.

He was definitely staring. Every booth in the arcade was full. Thanks to some stupid state law, likely meant to inhibit sex (ironic, Black's Beach was just south in La Jolla...), there were no doors or curtains and one could see many of the booths and their occupants. My pants were done up, but I was rubbing myself through my shorts...and he was staring. He had a casual look, leaning back in the darkness of the booth, I could catch bits of detail from the flashes of TV light. Short hair, salt and pepper, trimmed in beard and moustache, decently built, he looked like he was in his early fifties. And that stare. For the briefest moment...you know that moment, when the eyes meet yours for the first time and lock. You quickly looked away, didn't you? I did. But just like you did, I looked back a little later, just to see, right, to see if he was actually looking at me, was he? That stare. I was 18, fresh into school at Camp Pendleton, and the porn shop in Oceanside was a natural draw. There were plenty of places to buy skin mags but this was the only video arcade young Marines knew of, otherwise, in the early 90's, you had to get a room at the Miramar or one of the other hotels and suck up the stupid cost of a hotel porn film. No, this place was where you went to see the films and, as a young Midwestern 18 year old, first delved into the reality of your sexuality. It was a straight film I had up but now I could barely concentrate on Tom Byron blowing his load over Tori Wells' tight ass. He was still staring. And his hand was grazing across his crotch, his legs carelessly spread...was that his dick? Was he actually stroking? While he's staring at me? Is this guy gay? He chose that moment to leave his booth; he had to walk right past mine, I tried not to look but his eyes never left me and I could feel it. The state. As he passed by, his left hand 'casually' brushed the framing of my booth and a soft noise indicated he'd smacked the edge with a ring, not enough to be noticed...except by me. The sound of metal on wood caused me to look up. He was still staring at me and when I looked up and our eyes locked again, he motioned toward the store with a nod of his head and was gone. I sat there shocked. Had never experienced anything like this before. But when you know you're being scoped you KNOW, instinct tells you what experience can't and I knew. He wanted me to follow. Would I? I wasn't gay...but THAT wasn't really true either, was it? I'd played with things I could get up my butt as a kid, even a big black dildo, my mother's, from the time I'd hit puberty, certainly long enough to know I liked it. And there was that night in San Diego a few weeks earlier, and the two men who came to my tiny YMCA cubbyhole. But I wasn't gay, I had a girlfriend after all, and you couldn't have a girlfriend and be gay... But I felt I had to follow him, see where this went, so I got up and went for the door. And in the bright, harsh fluorescents, among Marines and others browsing and marvelling at the smut on display, there he was, looking at a dildo. A large one. And as if on cue, he casually looked across the wall in a way that naturally allowed him to see me coming out of the arcade. I stepped into the toy aisle and moved past him a bit. After a few moments I could feel him passing behind me and that was when reality hit. A whisper, barely audible, lost to the background and just for me. ”Outside, white Chevy, just get in," and again, gone. My heart raced. I was right. He was definitely staring at me,he was definitely hitting on me, he was definitely cruising me (though I had no idea of that term or it's meaning)...and I was now definitely walking out the door into the California sun, where, sure enough, he was behind the wheel of a white Chevrolet. Watching. I walked to the car and got in; without a word he pulled out and we were gone. It was that easy. As he pulled into traffic south toward Carlsbad, he rested his hand on my bare thigh and gave my leg a squeeze then left it there, chuckling quietly as he felt me tense up. "First time?" he said. It wasn't a question. He went on, not waiting for me to respond, "My name is Brad, it's nice to meet you..." he trailed off, expecting a response. "Jeff. I'm Jeff." I stuttered in response. It was about all I could say. My mouth was suddenly dry. "Well Jeff,it's nice to meet you. I think we'll have a good time this afternoon, yeah?” He chuckled again and his hand slid a bit further up my leg. "I'm positive. You'll remember this, you never forget your first time." All pretense was gone, the fingers drifted into the leg of my shorts as he drove "I love that I'm your first time. Heh, makes me a virgin killer I guess." 'How could he know?' I thought to myself. We rode the rest of the way making small talk, he danced on and off sexual questions as he got me loosened up, all the time that hand crept up my thigh bit by bit. He'd done this before. That became evident. And his casual questions, what you'd expect, the usual, worked to open me even more. How old I was, where I was from, did I have a girlfriend,had I ever been with a man, what did I like. The typical questions we ask a new partner. The questions that told him I was, in fact, a virgin to what he was offering. "Here we are Jeff, home sweet home.". A nice townhouse in Carlsbad. Where I grew up in one afternoon in 1992. to be continued...

My journey: So my Dad and I had moved across state to a new parish as my father was a minster, it was left evening and I was in my bedroom getting my IT stuff all set up when I looked out of my window and to my shock I could see right into my neighbours bedroom and what a sight, there was a guy naked fucking the life out of a young guy doggie style, I couldn’t take my eyes off as this guy was smashing the young guy’s butt, I immediately sprung a boner as I watched I knew I shouldn’t but I was hooked. Then to my shock the guy fucking turned his head and waved at me, damn I’d been caught quickly dropping to the floor so he couldn’t see me. I pulled the blinds down and then did what any 18 year old had to do I dropped my pants and boxer and knocked one out, one of the most intense ejaculations I had ever had 😊. The next morning, I was eating breakfast with Dad when there was a knock at the door, my Dad answered the door and it was my neighbour shit this was going to be bad I thought. Dad came in and said Son this is Jon he’s a neighbour of ours, Dad offered Jon a coffee they started talking about normal crap then came a moment of panic when Jon asked Dad if I could give him a hand with some furniture moving, Dad said of course, thanks said Jon getting up Dad said come on Sam don’t keep Sam waiting. Once outside Jon said to me did you enjoy the show last night I squirmed and started to apologies, Jon said nothing to worry about I wont tell your Dad it’s our secret if your good!! We made it into his apartment and he was genuine about the furniture moving to my relief, once we had done I was heading out and Jon said hold on I have something for you I think you’ll like handing me a flash drive, I was later to find out it had a Trojan horse on it! I thanked him and left curious as to what was on it as any 18 year old would be. I waited for Dad to go to the church as soon as it was safe, I plugged the flash drive into my laptop and opened the file. Wow it was a video of Jon barebacking a twink I jumped on my bed quickly stripping and started wanking my cock, little did I know that Jon had control of my PC and was recording my every move until my cum erupted from my cock all over my chest and face. Wow that was intense!! Later on that day an email came through and it was Jon, then the penny dropped, as I opened the file it showed me watching him breeding the twink and me cumming all over myself. The email read, this will go nowhere if you do as I say if not its going to your Dad and will be posted to all your friends on social media, simple choice be over at mine at 8pm if your late it will be posted. Jon I had no choice, so I made a lame excuse to Dad and went over to Jon’s butterflies where tying my stomach in knots as I knock on his door. Jon opened in the door dressed in a robe as I entered, he said, pleased you could make it, you made the right choice, don’t worry your only here to watch Sam. As we walked into the main living room, I was greeted with the sight of a young black Twink who introduced himself as Leon. Sam, Leon and I are going to put on a web show tonight and you are our guest to watch live, I had a sense of relief. Come on Leon, Sam lets go and put on a show for our customers, we all made the way to Jon’s bedroom once inside Jon told me where to stand and disrobed damn he was hung and ripped, 200 pounds of pure muscle with a 9 inch fat cock and low hanging balls all hairless with a thick silver cock ring and I noticed a scorpion tattoo just above his cock. Leon quickly shed his clothes and was so petite 110 Lbs wet (not a single ounce of fat on him and completely hairless) in comparison to Jon, Leon’s cock was about the same size as Jon’s but looked bigger on his small frame, I was instantly hard. Jon said to me is all good if you need to knock one out Sam. I said no I’m good thanks. Jon, handed me a camera and said I could help with the filming, he also handed me a mask and told me to put it on to protect my identity, remember anything I say to you is not a request you know what will happen if you don’t I’ll press send and your photos will go viral 😊. With that Jon and Leon faced me and spoke whilst I was filming, Jon said guys this is Leon he’s here to give up his hole to my Poz seed, Leon are you excited, Leon said yes can’t you tell as he flicked his hard black cock for the camera, Jon told me to get close to Leon's cock and see the pre-cum oozing from his slit. Next Leon jumped on the bed and did a series of poses for the camera, my cock had never been so hard and a wet patch was showing through trackies. Leon then got on his knees and swallowed Jon’s cock all the way down his throat as Jon started face fucking him, this was quickly followed by the pair of them 69ing with Leon on top whilst Jon eat his hole slipping one, two then three fingers in and stretching him all the time little Leon was moaning in pleasure, finally saying please fuck me Jon I can’t wait any longer, Jon flipped Leon on his back and swallowed his cock whilst finger fucking his hot hole, soon enough Leon yelled I’m going to cum and I focused in on his cock in Jon’s mouth and could see the pulsing of his shaft as Leon ejaculated into Jon’s mouth. Jon quickly got Leon on his back exposing his twink boy hole and spat Leon’s cum on his hole, there you go cum lube Jon said as he lined up his hard throbbing cock and said tell me you want Daddy’s Poz cock to breed you Leon, YES, YES please fuck me, with that in one hard thrust the whole of Jon’s cock was balls deep and he started power fucking Leon’s hole as he moaned, they switched positions a number of times with Jon saying I’m close Leon tell me again what do you want, Leon said breed me seed me with you Poz cum fucking seed me deep. Jon then positioned Leon on all fours and slammed into his gapping boy hole and trust so hard and then said I cumming take in Boy and he breed Leon deep, almost on cue me cock lost control and I started cumming in my trackies. When Jon finally pulled his cum covered cock from Leon’s hole, he told Leon to push the cum out, the sight was amazing the contrast of white Poz cum against Leon’s black bubble but, Jon then licked up his cum and feed it with a passionate kiss into Leon’s mouth. Leon turned to the camera and said he’s had his first Poz seed and I think he’s hooked. Okay Sam you can switch off now which I did. Leon help clean up Sam he’s had an accident. Sam take the mask off now you don’t need it as Leon pulled down my trackies and licked up all the cum from my cock and legs all the time my cock was hard, he then swallow my cock down his throat the sensation was hard to describe and soon enough I could feel my balls tighten and the tingling sensation at the head of my Virgin cock and soon I started cumming into Leons mouth ropes and ropes of cum, when it finished Leon started kissing me and feeding me my salty pure cum. Excellent boys as I turned I could see Jon had the camera in hand nicely done that great footage. Jon said, see Sam nothing to be scared about and you know you loved it, now go home and I’ll be in contact soon. As soon as I got home I was relieved that Dad was out so I had a shower and logged onto my PC to find another email from Jon titled your journey is just starting, I opened the attached file which showed me in full face framed with my cock cumming in Leons mouth and the passionate kissing at the end, I was horrified but realised choices were no longer mine. My training The next day I woke to my Dad calling me so I rushed downstairs and Dad said there’s a friend of your at the door somebody called Leon, he also said how pleased he was that I had made new friends, I could feel my face redden as little did Dad know that the evening before I had cummed in Leons mouth and filmed him getting breed with Poz seed. Dad said Leon has asked if you could go over to his place while his parents are away and I said yes sure, so go and have fun. I invited Leon in and we went to my room and I asked him what was he thinking and Leon said he was under instructions from Jon now get a small bag to make it look legit we are expected at Jon’s, I did just that and we headed out the door and went round the back of Jon’s once inside Jon come on Sam you have a long day ahead. Jon led me by the hand and I was expecting to go to his bedroom instead he led us down into his basement, well basement it was more of a dungeon. Once inside he said come on boys strip and both Leon and I shed our clothes, I was the complete opposite to Leon so pale and were he said hairless I had a bush of pubic hair and a treasure trail. Okay Sam time to make you look the part, Jon raised my hand cuffed my wrist and attached to some pully’s and then raised me so I was on tip toes, okay you’re not going anywhere and by the looks of your ragging hard on you are just were you want to be Sam. As I hung there Leon set up camera all round and started filming. Okay Jon said we need to get all this nasty hair off your skinny twink body, Leon came over and started covering my pit and pubic hair in shaving foam then Jon started shaving me smooth, soon enough I was being washed down showing my hairless body, the monitors in the room showed every stroke of the razor. Okay lets do his bubble butt, I was lowered slightly then they attached ankle straps and then chains my legs where spread and I was lowered down and my wrist locked to floor hooks, as I looked up at the screen I could clearly see my pink rosebud on display, Jon then shaved any hair from my virgin boy hole, they next got some oil and oiled my slim body all over Leon was paying great attention to my cock and balls milking my cock as he went, at the same time I could feel Jon’s fingers pushing at my ring then slowly a finger went in the sensation was incredible as I was being finger fucked first one then two then three fingers stretching my hole, it was to much and my cock erupted the biggest orgasm of my life all over Leons face. Jon’s finger came out and he said that’s enough for now, and I knew that I wanted to be a bottom boy cum hound.

Sam, it’s time for you to learn how to swallow a cock, get down on your knees and hold Leon’s cock feel the hardness and heat from his throbbing member, now feel Leon’s balls notice how they are moving around in his sack, they are charging his sack with a nice load of cum. Now squeeze his cock and stick your tongue out see the precum leaking out now taste the sweet nectar. It was the first time I had tasted pre cum and it was so nice my first experience. Now put the head of Leons cock in your mouth and close your sweet lips around suck it hard, enjoy the precum, now take him further down, I swallowed his thick long black cock until it hit the back of my throat and then went up and down giving my first blow job. Cup his balls again feel how hard they are getting now that means Leon is getting ready to blow his load into your mouth, now open your throat and swallow feel his cock go all the way down your throat, the sensation was incredible I was now going all the way up and down his cock and I could tell he was really close to cumming, then Leon said I going to cum take my cum fuck fuck fuck as he held my head and forced his cock down all the way down my throat and his cock started pulsing salty cum straight down my throat, I came off slightly and more cum collected in my mouth, once Leon and finished Jon said open your mouth show the camera all the cum as I did this, Jon said lay down Leon on your back now and open your sexy mouth, now Sam release the cum into Leon’s mouth and tongue kiss him share the cum boys. Okay take a little break boy’s. I said to Jon that was awesome, Jon said you’re a natural cocksucker you’re doing well, my two sexy twinks, Sam you are going to get and give so much pleasure this is only the start. Jon handed the camera to Leon and said Sam I think your ready to taste a Positive cock what do you thing? Yes, I ready Sir, Jon lined up his Poz cock and I opened my licks and tasted his Positive pre cum it tasted so good, now all the way down, so I deep throated his big Poz cock I was look directly at his biohazard tattoo, wow Sam you are a talented cocksucker as Jon pulled out he said my cum is for your Virgin Boy pussy. Jon took the camera back from Leon and focused in on Leon and I again okay boys let’s talk about what’s next. Jon: Okay let’s have a look to see if anybody online has some nice ideas. Look we have a suggestion from BBPOZFUCKER he would like to see you boys opened up and fucking yourselves on a double ended dildo, what do you think Sam? Are we live? Yes Sam you have an audience of 200+ guys most of them probably positive watching and jerking off to your conversion, to late now and you know you love it besides you’re the star of the show 😊 Leon would you like to fuck each other on a double ended dildo, sure I’d love that, Sam you up for it? Yes, I knew there was no turning back now plus I had blue balls. I said to Jon, I don’t know how long I can hold this load for my balls are hurting. Okay gottcha. You promised Leon your load so lets do that first and then we can get to the dildo after. Leon, get yourself into the sling, Leon quickly took his place as Jon restrained his legs and arms. Leon’s sweet black ring was nicely on show, then Jon said eat his hole Sam and I started licking Leon out, good enough Sam now place your Virgin cock on his ring and squeeze some pre cum out, I did as instructed, now grab his tiny waist and push hard, so I trust forward my cock burst through Leon’s ring and he screamed as I went to stop Jon who was behind me thrust me forward and my hard balls slapped Leon's butt, Leon then said fuck me hard breed me with your Virgin cum and I started power fucking him. Leon was moaning in extasy Oh fuck this is so good, and I could feel my ball contract and the tingling sensation at the head of my cock and I knew I was going to blow my load, Yes, Yes Yes, I cumming as my cock throbbed and cum burst out breeding the sexy black boy hole. As I came down I notice Leon had cummed all over his face and chest, I licked up and swallowed it down, then Jon said Leon push it out and feed it to Sam as he did that I got all my cum in my mouth and then kissed it into Leon, Leon said thanks that was so good, there is only one thing better that a cock breeding you and that’s a positive cock breeding you, Sam I can’t wait until Jon deflowers you, you’ll love it and never look back. The cum the Positive main event.

I've read around on this site for a little while now, wanted to join and share some of my own experiences and how I got into bareback sex. I'm a 32 year old male, I live in the North West UK and I've been with guys since around the age of 22. Had my fair share of sex, with regular fuck buddies and also anonymous 1 off meets, but I'd always been a safe only guy, always using condoms. Last August during the Bank Holiday, I'd decided to give myself a much earned break and booked a hotel in blackpool for 2 nights so I could have some 'me' time in one of the saunas for the weekend. I've been to the sauna in blackpool numerous times and I was hoping it would be nice and busy for the Bank Holiday and I could unwind and get used by some anonymous guys for a couple of days. I arrived on the Saturday and checked into my hotel and hit the sauna straight away and luckily enough I was able to get a weekend pass so I could go as often as I wanted. On the Saturday, I went there over 2 separate spells between 1pm - 3:30pm and then again between 6pm - 8pm and I was glad to see a fair few men there. Lots of variety and plenty of guys looking for fun, I spent my time on the Saturday in the gloryholes giving guys head and swallowing numerous loads, as well as letting a few guys fuck me if they used condoms. I went back to my hotel feeling fully satisfied and I was looking forward to the following day, hoping it would be just as busy! After walking down the sea front for a little while I went back to the sauna again about 12pm on the Sunday and it was a lot busier than the previous day and a fair few of the older daddy type tops were there too which is my absolute favourite. After giving a few guys blow jobs in the gloryholes, I got chatting to a guy whilst in the hot tub and he'd asked about going to one of the booths together so I happily accepted. He was in his mid - late 40's, grayish hair, dad body (oh my god I love proper daddy types lol) and was about 7 inches or so. We went to one of the booths and we kissed for a little bit before he started to eat my arse and finger me for a little while. He was very, very good with his tongue and I wanted to make sure he was enjoying himself so I made sure to sit on his face whilst I was giving him head. His dick wasn't massive, but his pre cum tasted so damn good and he had some very heavy and full balls that he needed to unload. I lay on my back and opened my legs and he started to position himself to enter me, I grabbed a condom and he told me 'I don't like using them, they are a dick killer for me'. I replied I only play safe and he took it quite well and allowed me to put the condom on him and he slid inside me, slowly fucking me whilst we kissed. As he started to fuck me deeper and I moaned louder, he started to get quite verbal himself telling me how good my arse felt, that he'd love to feel me raw and how I should be bred exactly as he intended. I just carried on kissing him and asking him to fuck me harder but hearing him be so verbal about wanting me raw for some reason was really turning me on. I decided to get on all fours and let him fuck me from behind and the booth we were in had a TV monitor on, with a guy also on all four's, but begging for the guy in the video to fill his arse with cum. In the heat of the moment I found myself also really wanting this random man to cum in me, he started to fuck me from behind and he told me again how good my arse felt and after remembering what he said about condoms, I asked him 'would you get even harder if you didn't have that dick killer on?'. He pulled out of me and said 'Too fucking right it would, raw is better and you know you want it', and he then leant down and playfully bit my arse cheek. I was all caught up in just being ridiculously horny and taking a little inspiration from the porn on the TV monitor, I reached between my legs to feel for his dick and I peeled off the condom for him and threw it to the side. I started to shake my arse for him and he let out a 'hmmmm you filthy little boy' and I guided his dick back inside me. In that moment, I was legitimately shocked at how different bareback felt, skin on skin felt so much better and as he pushed himself inside me, asking me if I wanted him to breed me. My inner whore came out and begged for him to fill my arse up with every last drop and he started to pick up the pace and I was throwing my arse back on his dick like my life depended on it. Whilst all this was happening, I was getting hit with thoughts of finally taking bareback dick, whilst also having no clue if he was clean or not and with him continuing to be verbal about breeding me, I found myself craving his cum and giving 0 fucks about the consequence. It didn't take long for him to bury his dick deep in my arse and he moaned so damn loud and I could feel his dick twitching and shooting his cum up my arse. Instinctively, I found myself saying 'breed me daddy, fill my arse with your cum, put it as deep inside of me as you can'. Once he'd come, I wanted to clean his dick off (I'd never done arse to mouth, found out I really like it lol) and he gave me a kiss before leaving the room. I got back to my hotel later that afternoon to take a nap and that was when some of the worries started to settle in, but it didn't last long as I felt so excited about finally getting barebacked and it feels so fucking good. Since then, I've been much more relaxed with condoms, I don't ask guys to use them and unless they bring it up, I take it raw and can honestly say it's been the best decision I've made!

**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 interpreted as medical advice or instructions.** ~~~~~~ Third Anniversary - How did it all begin? Today is the third anniversary of our relationship. So we have been together with Kaleb for 1095 days. We started being together when I was 18 years old, an inexperienced and innocent young man. Now I am 21 years old and my name is John. I have a boyish build - slim and short. My hair is blond and my body is hairless except for pubic hair. My daddy is 58 years old Kaleb. He is tall, dark and very hairy. We met each other for the first time in a gay website chat, where for weeks we sent each other horny messages. Kaleb actively asked what I was interested in and what kind of sex I dreamed of. Kaleb really appreciated it when I told him. that I was still a virgin. At first, I had no idea who was chatting with me. Kaleb's nickname is Looking4BBoy. I had read endless different stories about bareback sex and insemination. I had also watched thousands of video clips where holes were seeded with raw cock. I was so excited that Chattaaja wanted to find BBoy for himself. I described countless times in the chat how I would like to get raw cock and seed into my boy hole. I was quickly hooked on chatting with Looking4BBoy. The dirtier I wrote, the more attention and messages I got. At this point, it's probably good to say that during this entire 3-year relationship, Kaleb has never fucked me. Not raw, not with rubber. Not even once. I haven't received a single sperm load from Kaleb. After a good month of chatting, we finally decided to see each other. We arranged a date at a cafe where we met one Wednesday night. We first talked about general information, but soon Kaleb moved the conversation to our sexual messaging. Kaleb asked if I had been serious about the messages I sent. I told him of course I was. In fact, I no longer remembered what I had written to him in the heat of the moment. Actually, the date wasn't even a date. Rather, it was an interview. A bit like I was in a job interview. The most relevant questions seemed to be related to obedience. Was I ready to do whatever was asked of me? Am I ready to give all the power to Kaleb? Do I understand that the commitment is permanent, i.e. I could no longer cancel the permission given once. All I could think about was bare sex with Kaleb, so I nodded my head and just said yes, yes. At this point, I hadn't yet realized that Kaleb's nickname BBoy had meant something different than I had thought. This became clear only later. I was prepared for Kaleb to take me home from his date and I had been daydreaming about getting my first cock, a raw cock that would hammer my virgin ass until it finally squirted my ass full of Kaleb's sweet salty nectar. But no. Kaleb didn't take me to his house. He said it was time for me to decide if I was ready to commit to a relationship. If I want to commit, I would have to take an STD test and bring a written certificate of negative results on Saturday. Kaleb still wants to interview me and, if I answer the questions correctly, then after that we could make our relationship official. It's been three years since that Saturday. The very next morning I went for STD tests, which was funny because Kaleb knew full well that I was a virgin. On Saturday at 3 pm I rang Kaleb's doorbell. Kaleb opened the door and he was wearing very casual jeans and a t-shirt. The man looked hot. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and very short shorts. I wanted to look as attractive as possible to Kaleb. Kaleb invited me in and led me into the living room to sit in an armchair. A stand with a video camera was set up in front of the armchair. Kaleb asked if I was ready to start. I nodded at Kaleb. First, Kaleb asked me to tell the camera who I am. Kaleb asked me to show the camera an ID card with a photo at the same time. After that I had to show the camera my clean STD certificate. After this, it was the turn of a list of questions: Tell me how old are you? 21 Are you top or bottom? 100% bottom Are you a virgin? Yes Do you believe that Raw is Law? Yes Sperm always belongs inside an unprotected hole? YES Will you always obey Daddy? Yes Are you sure that Daddy always knows best what is best for the boy? Yes Do you promise not to take any medicine without Daddy's permission? Yes "Very good," said Kaleb. "So it's clear, we can make our relationship official. repeat after me," continued Kaleb. "I promise to be obedient, submissive and loyal to my BBoy Daddy. I will do anything my Daddy wants without hesitation. I will be available to Daddy whenever he needs me. I promise to always be Daddy's own Bug boy". John replayed it all on video camera, but WHAT THE HELL IS Bug boy, John thought. Kaleb turned off the video camera and ran a hand through John's blond hair. "Great, now the fun can begin," he told John. "What did you mean by that, I'm your Bug boy," John asked Kaleb. "That's your stage name. We're going to make you a viral superstar. The Bug Boy who lets everyone fuck his unprotected hole. There are hundreds of thousands of horny men in the world who want to watch your live channel where you let everyone cum in your unprotected and unmedicated hole. You won't find anything so dirty or a nasty fucker who wouldn't squirt his hot seed inside you. We're making a vlog showing everything. All the loads and bugs you've collected," said Kaleb. *** Well, how does this John story seem? Is there a reason to continue this? It would be nice to hear your thoughts on what might have happened to John during these three years. You can also DM me your thoughts.

I started barebacking with my first serious boy friend. We started dating and didnt even have sex with each other for weeks. Our first few time we just just sucked each other and gradually moved to fucking but always with condoms. AIDS was still deadly back then and condoms were ubiquitous. Soon we were spending every night together and every night we would fuck, albeit wrapped. Our sex was wonderful, passionate and we were in love, One night we were making out and had been sucking his dick for a while getting it really slick when I got up and sat down on his penis letting it slide in my hole. Once it was all the way in I bent down to kiss him and started riding. We were both moaning, telling each other how good it felt. Before long he tells me he is really close. I respnded with a "fuck yes" and he responded that he wasn't wearing a condom. I told him I didn't care and I wanted his cum. A few seconds later he starts moaning louder and I could feel his penis pulsating as he unloaded. That was the last night we ever used condoms. The next night I had him on his back, legs up, eating his incredible hairy hole, and slid in with out fumbling with a condom. It was so natural, felt so much better and intimate. The routine of pulling out, taking the condom off filled with your semen and tossing has become repugnant. Now I will not have sex with a man who insists on condoms

This all started around the end of 2018 when Patrick started PrEP. As someone who’s a bit shy around sex Patrick felt that PrEP could reduce his anxiety around condomless sex and turn him more into the pig he always desired to be. You see, he had a darker sexual idea of intimacy for years but never fully embraced it. For a long time he’d been a member of bareback forums and a member of BBRT even since he was a first year undergrad in college. While Patrick fantasized bareback sex and getting roughed up in the bathhouses of the big city, these desires only stayed a fantasy and never were a reality. Patrick had a deep desire for hairy men, group sex, flip fucking, exchanging seed and swapping loads, pummeling each other and using loads as lubricant, in dark, dimly lit spaces. To Patrick, PrEP could be the key he needed to unlock his promiscuity. The time he first started taking PrEP was also around the same time Patrick accepted a new job at a startup in the Flatiron neighborhood. Things were looking up for him now as he had entered his late 20s; he was more assured with the direction his career was heading. Additionally, a new workout routine had finally started to kick into a higher gear as he began focusing more on weight training, pushing less reps and heavier weights, and feeling more confident with the barbell. A few months prior Patrick was an average weight-height ratio, a true mesomorph, with a little extra love around his chest and hips, but since he began hitting the gym and eating leaner, he was losing weight and seeing more definition in his arms, back, and shoulders. Walking around nude around the locker room was also different, as his shyness was becoming less and less obvious from his early and mid 20s. His chest hair was also starting to grow more dark and curly; he was becoming more manly and less boyish. If he had time after his workout, he’d even stick around in his towel and begin to use the dry sauna, hoping to catch sight of someone joining him or to hook eyes with another gym rat. On an early November morning Patrick had planned his PrEP appointment at the Chelsea health clinic not far from the office. Showing up early he was amongst a bunch of other gay men waiting outside for the doors to open. Patrick was a bit nervous as he wasn’t sure how much time he’d need or how seamless the process would be with the doctor. In no time the doors had opened, and the queue had begun filling in their clipboards with personal information. Finally after nearly an hour and a half, his number was called and was presented to the doctor who’d exchange all the information he needed to begin building up his immunity. Upon finishing up his appointment and heading to his office for the day, he had already begun his daily regimen of the blue pill to become the primal bareback sex fucker he’d been pining for. All Patrick needed to do now was wait for 2 weeks and the games would begin. He kept track every morning how many days left until he’d let his body be consumed by all the new fuck buddies he’d soon be making. Motivated and completely horned by all this activity and excitement about being used, Patrick decided to walk back after work to the west side of town to Chelsea and head to his go-to sex shop, the one with a long blue awning outside and awkward mannequins in the window display. His current bottle of poppers were drying up and needed to refill, but some other purchases could possibly inspire him that day at the store. While he typically didn’t buy much more than a bottle of poppers and silicone lube, Patrick decide to go for his first jockstrap with a thick black waist band and a big pouch to hold all his junk in. Feeling a bit out of place and unsure what he actually wanted, he kept flipping the jocks across the clothing rack rather quickly as if he knew what he wanted, but clearly didn’t come PrEPared. Upon finding something medium size, and simple in design, Patrick brought his selected black jockstrap to the cash register to this cute guy who he recognized before from prior shop visits. This man in his late thirties has a good looking face but not particularly conversational. Patrick gestured to this cashier that he needed a minute to grab some poppers on the shelf behind the line, but instead of grabbing 1 bottle he grabbed 3. 1 bottle he picked up he recognized and 2 were new he hadn’t tried. He felt it was worth investigating further so he asked the cashier “would you recommend these 3?” The cashier took a look at the selection and without hesitation returned “I’d go for the white English one missing the logo, guys say it’s pretty strong”. Looking at the price it was more expensive and in a larger bottle than the others. The value made sense to Patrick so he quickly exchanged one of the 2 new ones for the white bottle and was ready to commit. To Patrick, the stronger the fumes, the better the fucking. “sounds like you’re gonna have one hell of a night”, the cashier said softly as he winked and smiled. Patrick blushed, “well I’m hoping to branch out a bit from the same ones I always get”, proving just how shy Patrick is. He could feel his palms sweat, as the cashier handed him the small stapled paper bag with the poppers and jock. “Have a nice night!” as Patrick scurried out. “You too man!” he could hear from behind. Once home in Harlem Patrick started messaging some guys on BBRT, invigorated by his new purchases and with the renewed sense of certainty that he was getting closer to uninhibited group sex he always desired. One of the guys messaged Patrick, giving him a jolt of horniness and excitement. The message was super basic as you can imagine. “Hey what’s up” this stud wrote. Intrigued by the prospect, Patrick went to his profile to see a guy who was well built, and listing many hot keywords: kissing, sucking, verse, group fun, rimming, 69, undetectable. This guys preferences were practically singing to Patrick as he began envisioning the two of them entwining their bodies together, exchanging their fluids, exchanging saliva and cum, licking each others sweat, huffing and huffing poppers all night. Patrick also saw a coupl emojis: eggplants as usual, but also a mountain and some clouds blowing, which he thought seemed a bit out of context. Without much thought Patrick began edging carefully as he contemplated messaging him back. Patrick thought that this might be someone he could meet up with in the coming days, as his plan was to wait until Friday night after work and see what kind of trouble he could get himself in to. Restraining himself from cumming, Patrick decided to prioritize browsing guys and getting comfortable with what hot profiles his neighborhood could offer. He did not recognize anyone from any prior hookup but potentially there could have been prior messages Patrick had regrettably ghosted in the past. Not this time he thought. Friday finally came, and Patrick felt like a kid waking to a white Christmas morning. Now that he completed his immunization, Patrick would later that night go hunting on BBRT across the entire city, searching for verse and hairy guys who wanted to ram their cocks into cum filled holes. Getting through the day, Patrick hit the NYSC by Park Ave around lunchtime, focusing on his arms and chest. Patrick spent a solid hour and 10 minutes working his body, feeling his testosterone lighten the stress a bit. Looking in the mirror of the locker room Patrick could clearly see the results of today’s routine, recognizing his arms and chest all pink and swollen from the pump of his workout; his face was flushed pink as well. Everyone else in the locker room during the lunch rush minded their business as if it were a normal Friday. After Patrick had returned back to the office, he pursued his remaining tasks before the weekend started. Patrick’s last meeting finished up, and by 6 it was time to leave, catch the D train home to 145th St. and start PrEParing for the night. Patrick was completely spent from the long draining day at work and feeling the exhaustion from his workout, he was feeling more focused on his need for a nap once he got home. Speed walking from the station and from the dark and cold air, Patrick made it home, walked up his quiet and empty apartment, and slipped into bed, setting his alarm for 9:30. Hearing the gentle chimes, Patrick recognized that it was well into his Friday evening and he needed to get a move on. Luckily, Patrick slept solidly and was ready to focus on getting some dinner ready and start cleaning his ass. Patrick had a basic meal ready in no time, accompanied by a few shots of rum. It was strong but would help him relax even further into the night. It was time to hit the shower, taking with him his douche, his new poppers, and his music playlist. The playlist that Patrick had curated was dedicated to deep and seductive beats, a very low energy but could easily put you in a sexual trans. While he didn’t want to take too long cleaning himself, Patrick took the liberty of opening one of his fresh poppers and inhaling the fumes through one of his nostrils, letting the warmth make his body glow. His heart was pounding in his ears as his ass lips were pulsing. Patrick slipped 2 fingers up his ass, feeling the pleasure of something entering his ass and rubbing the walls inside. His cock was full of pulsing blood, making him erect at 8 inches. Fuck. Tonight was going to be a ride. By nearly 10:30 Patrick was fully prepped, and feeling the intensity of his continued use of poppers mixed with the alcohol coursing through his bloodstream. Patrick could feel the worked muscles from his workout and confident with his looks. Dried off and laying in bed, Patrick opened up BBRT and began exploring all online profiles within a 5 mile radius. The profiles were just incredible; it was a buffet of furry raunchy pigs. It seemed that every block in the city showed somebody online wanting to bareback. Patrick was sweating and he could see clear precum begin to ooze from his erect cut shaft dribble down his mushroom head. Patrick was determined he was going to hit up multiple guys and take each of their loads, allowing them to churn the last pigs shot into him like making butter, slicking his ass with any load he could get. While there were some messages sent from blank profiles, Patrick kept on, sending a handful of messages of his own indicating that he was interested in what the other guys were up to. He soon checked out a profile of a couple in their 40s who lived close to his Harlem apartment. The pictures from their side looked hot!, (although who could know for sure if they were up to date). Some of the photos had them together and some separate. One of the guys a bit tall and somewhat thinner but broad shoulders, while the other guy was a bit more beefy and a chest full of hair. Their account showed active and online, and that they can host, fantastic! Patrick sent a message and waited a bit, and in very little time he got a reply from the couple. For Patrick, this couple would be his priority if they could host and could host NOW. After some quick back and forth, the conversation did not waste any time getting to the matter of position, likes, timing, and phone numbers. Moving to text, the couple sent the address and let Patrick head on over. Slipping on the new jockstrap, warm clothes and a shoulder bag with his new sex supplies, Patrick would show up on their brownstone doorstep within 15 minutes. After being buzzed in and walking up to the third floor, Patrick could hear their apartment front door open with a low voice call him in to greet him. Seeing the guys head peek out, the taller partner welcomed Patrick with a warm tone to his voice, covering his mostly naked body with the front door. “I’m Mike, great to see you Patrick” Mike closed the door behind Patrick and were facing each other, with Mike only wearing short briefs. Looking at his face Patrick recognized him from the photos very clearly and was relieved to see that his photos were accurate. Entering their apartment, Patrick was met with the smell of burning incense and low lit colorful lighting, and a warm air temperature. Patrick scanned the room trying to gauge the layout and if the partner was around. “You look incredibly fucking hot, this is going to be a lot of fun” Mike closed in on Patrick. Given that everything was meeting Patrick’s immediate expectations he was relaxed to give Mike a smile and a brief embrace. “Thanks for having me over so quickly you look hot yourself” Patrick returned. Mike continued to gaze into Patrick’s eyes. At this point, a sound from the kitchen could be heard as the partner, wearing a tank and briefs, came around the corner holding what appeared to be Gatorades. “Hey there kiddo I’m Ben” the shorter partner said. Mike looked at Ben with a devilish grin as Ben came up to Patrick, giving him an amicable hug to gesture his welcome. “So how long have you lived in Harlem? I don’t think I’ve seen you much online or at anybody else’s house before” Ben said “Yeah I’ve been in this area four years actually, I just don’t log on too often” Patrick replied, taking off his coat and placing the bag to the floor. “Well we’re looking forward to getting to know you better” Said Mike, smiling Small chat continued briefly about the apartment, helping Patrick ease into the environment, and the hosts were gracious to help him get comfortable. “Water?” Ben asked, heading back to the kitchen “Yes that would be great thank you. By the way I picked up some fresh poppers I hope that’s something we could try if you’re interested” “Thanks for bringing them! We can’t get enough of them. We have some new ones too so we should be in good company” said Ben Mike ushered Patrick, “come follow me Patrick. And hey, Ben? Can you also grab the other supplies?” Mike led Patrick thru the living room down their hallway, opening the door a bit further to Mike and Ben’s bedroom, more dimly lit and curtains sealing the windows. A projector was also showing incredible porn with the volume at a decent level. There was also a laptop in the middle of the bed and several cups on their dresser right near the bed. Patrick was excited but nervous, recognizing that things were gonna start heating up. “This is our room, now don’t be shy you can have a seat in the bed let me grab some candy we picked up from the deli” Patrick removed his shoes and socks, took a spot on the bed and watched as Ben came in with the Gatorade and gummy bears from the kitchen. Mike came over to Patrick and proceeded to deeply kiss him from the edge of the bed. “Let’s take this off shall we” Mike said looking into Patrick’s eyes and running his fingers across his waist. Before long, Patrick had pulled his long sleeve shirt over his head and revealed his chest. Ben had now reappeared in the doorway, focusing on their new guest as Mike took Patrick’s shirt and laid it on a side chair. Patrick’s heart was racing but was more excited than nervous. “Oh let me grab my bag in the living room” Patrick got up and headed down the hall. Grabbing his bag, Patrick returned down the hall half naked and reentered the bedroom. Ben had taken to the bed having removed his short as Mike was going through the drawers looking for something. Ben gestured to Patrick to come meet him in bed, and Patrick responded by unbuttoning his pants and exposing his black jockstrap and his hairy legs. “WOOF you’re gonna make us wild tonight, bring that ass over here!” Mike called. Climbing into the bed, Patrick dove straight into Ben and began making out aggressively, tongue locked and feeling their bodies press against each other. They could feel each others muscles and firm and warm bodies comfortably come together as they started to suck each others necks. “ would you like to try on any of our gear? We have tube socks and a harness if you’d like, I’m gonna put mine on” Mike said. Patrick chimed “ I’d love to sure “ returning to Ben, as Ben licked his pecks. Patrick’s set of gear was handed to him and he quickly figured out how the back pieces crossed and how his arms would feed through. Patrick could hear the poppers open as Ben inhaled long in each nostril. Ben looked like he entered Pleasure Island as he sat back against the headboard, took a pause to let the warmth run through his body. Patrick climbed back to Ben, facing him with his ass facing Mike. In moments, Patrick could feel the third person join the bed and began rimming his ass. Mike cradled Patrick’s dick as Mike licked upwards to the base, back toward his hole. Mike's tongue circled and circled, while he stroked Patrick’s dick slowly and tenderly. And then SLAP - against Patrick’s ass. Ben and Patrick continued licking each others tongues and exchanging saliva. Their hands cupping around each others ears to stabilize each other and holding each other firmly. Mike was now sucking on Patrick’s ass hole as the inner ass muscles were relaxed. Ben grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it to Patrick’s nostrils. “Five seconds each kiddo, we’re gonna all take a turn and get flying” Ben said. Patrick complied, letting each nostril fill with the amyl fumes, reaching his blood vessels and through his body. It was ecstasy, and Patrick took a third hit before passing the bottle to Mike. Mike inhaled twice in each nostril before capping the bottle and throwing the poppers on to the bed. “Want a cock ring? Might be fun if you haven’t used one” Ben asked me. “Yeah I’ve never used one but I’ll take one if you’ve got an extra” Patrick replied. Ben scurried off the bed and went to the dresser. Sitting back against the pillows, Patrick and Mike faced each other before colliding into each others arms and started licking each others chest. Patrick could taste Mike's salty body, letting his lips suck at Mike's treasure trail, down into his crotch. Patrick proved more dominant and pushed Mike back to expose Mike's mast. Immediately Patrick began feasting on his meat, roughly 7 inches long but pretty fat. Each of them slipped on their elastic and colorful rings. Patrick felt like it wasn’t completely necessary for his already hard dick but felt comfortable with the pressure on his balls. Before continuing Patrick grabbed some water and rehydrated. Ben, applied lube to Mike's cock and said, “wanna ride him first? And I face fuck you?” Without hesitation Patrick swung his legs on both sides of Mike to straddle him as he lined up Mike's dick right up to his loose fuck hole. Letting Patrick control the dick invasion, the slick cock pushed through Patrick’s ass lips and began to slide slowly through, letting out a low and deep moan. Ben already had the poppers ready for Patrick, as Patrick took a longer huff in each nostril. Once Patrick was sitting at the root of Mike’s throbbing dick, he let Mike's meat adjust in his warm soft cunt and settle in its new home, until he slowly begun riding back and forth like a jockey, rocking and milking themselves; Patrick pinning down Mike's elbows, and their rhythm maintaining a good pace. Ben climbed over Mike's face, giving his partner access to his sweet furry cunt, and Patrick access to his swollen uncut rod. Ben could now lean forward and grip Patrick’s hips, massaging his back muscles and lightly dig his fingernails up and down. It left red marks but not in a painful way. Patrick was quietly working Ben’s growing hard-on as Mike sucked his partners hairy ball sack. The moaning of all three of them continued as the porn from the projector continued through the queue of scenes. Now you could hear the bed beginning to squeak just a bit but ultimately the bed contained these pigs pretty well. Their heat was warming up the room and Patrick was in the center of the action. Their sweat had made his skin slick, and occasionally requiring he push back his bangs. “Hey wanna try something stronger? We wanna see if you’d like to try something that’s similar to poppers but lasts more than just a couple minutes. It’s definitely stronger and we have a bunch we wanna share with ya” Patrick’s eyes lit up. Hearing that it was similar to poppers was what Patrick was hoping to hear and this couple was fulfilling his needs. Continuing to ride Mike, Patrick agreed “fuck yeah I want you to take me beyond the limit” “Trust us you’re gonna love it. It’s gonna be a good time” Ben said in an enthusiastic way, emphasizing the last sentence. Mike looked to Ben and Ben got to the bedside table and got three big shot glasses already pre poured with what looked like a red Gatorade cocktail. “What’s in that?” Patrick asked. “Some really good shit. You’re gonna feel incredibly cock hungry and you’ll want more. Start with this dosage and see how you feel after 30 minutes.” Ben said. Stopping for a moment for Mike to pull over and sit upright, Mike grabbed a shot glass and handed one to Patrick and Ben grabbed Mike a glass and one for himself. “See ya on the other side kiddo”

Something about me -- I'm 26 years old, half British and half Iranian, working in London for the past 5 years. I'm 6'2" and pretty athletic, without being a muscle jock. I have dark hair and eyes. I also have a thick 7 inch cock and I have no trouble hooking up with girls but I've secretly preferred guys for a long time. Given how easy it is to hook up in London I've been a total slut since I downloaded Grindr. Will be posting some of my hottest encounters here. Last year in Nov I was visiting Dubrovnik in Croatia for work. My company booked a room in the business district of the city but I wanted to see the old town part of town so I cancelled it and booked an Airbnb instead. Which turned out to be an amazing decision. When I got to the Airbnb it was locked and there was no one to meet me. I called the Airbnb owner and he didn't answer. After half an hour of sitting on my suitcase and starting to feel pissed, the host called me back and said he was heading over to open the place. When he finally arrived, all my irritation at being made to wait basically evaporated. My host was maybe late 30s/ early 40s, wearing a sleeveless vest, shorts, and flip-flops, despite the slightly chilly weather. He had delicious bulging biceps and calves and close cropped hair over a handsome, cheeky face. I'm normally into twinks rather than daddies but this guy made my cock twitch and start to fill up. Without apologizing for the wait he looked me up and down and gave me a smirk before opening the door. I felt like he had x-rayed me and knew what was going on in my head, and I just smiled back at him. After showing me the apartment and how everything worked, he told me to call him if I needed anything and left. As soon as he left I stripped off my pants and started stroking my semi hard cock, which soon turned into a raging hard-on and leaking pre-cum. I opened Grindr and started browsing profiles, and started chatting with a few cute ones. I wanted to empty my balls into a twink but I couldn't get my host out of my mind. I started wondering what his cock looked like and whether he was into guys, with the smirk he gave me. TBC..

I am in no way condoning but bugchasing, and this may be the wrong forum, but here goes. I know there are a lot of "bugchasers" posting here and on hookup sights that I have to wonder if they are actually having any kind of sex. I'm pretty sure they aren't actually going to bathhouses, fuck clubs, ABS or other places guys cruise and have random sex with multiple partners. I don't personally know anyone who is actually positive, who actually wanted to become positive or caught it any other way. I'm sure there are some but I don't know them. So it seems me that posting about and trying to have sex for a single purpose or fetish is probably not an effective way to actually fulfill a self destructive fantasy. The way to actually catch is not take any precautions and fuck bareback with as many deprived sex addicts as possible, not sit home and jackoff to your fantasy. I don't think you even have to bottom, I was very paranoid about not allowing anyone to cum in my ass, but I shoved my dick into, probably thousand, of cum filled sluts in the 10 years before I found out I was poz. What I'm really saying is, give up the fantasy get out there and enjoy yourself by fucking with as many guys as you can. While I would prefer you take all of the precautions available. I fully realize I am asking you to do as I say, not what I actually did.

Mine are real. I don't load counts just partner counts. With all the events I attend annually (including CLAW, Pig Week, 3 Fist Fests, Palm Springs Leather Pride, 4 Atlanta Dominion parties, trips to the bathhouse, random guys in the bars, hookups off asspig, sniffies, etc.. as well as adult film shoots (I'm JaredEriksonXXX on Twitter) i easily have over 400 sex partners fucking my ass, fisting my ass, sucking and milking my fat dong, feeding me their cock and seed orally every year. My personal best was in 2018 with 903 partners using me. I have a lifetime partner count of over18,200 guys and can't wit til i pass the 20K mark in a few years, My promiscuous exploits can be seen on film and have been written about (CumUnion experiences) by another member on here. I have many sexual highs I've been blessed to experience in my life. Some recent high points have been: *having 33 partners fuck and fist me at a Folsom Weeken CumUnion to the point I was so loose the last guy gave up fucking me and jerked off inside me. Even with added underwear an gym shorts on I still leaked through in the uber and had a huge wet spot on my ass when went in to Denny's after; *taking 2 hands at once for the first time at Fist Fest 2 years ago and having it captured on film; *being tag team fucked and then offered up and passed around while in my pup hood at a pup event called Dog Days at Parliament resort in Augusta GA. *Being on all 4's in my pup hood in the play area of the Heretic bar in Atlanta an getting fisted with guys all around me, *surviving 10 days of heavy use at pig week, which I've pushed myself at more and more every year so that after the heavy fisting use (fucking) I subjected my body to everyday at the 2022 event my ass was trashed and my rectum gaped to the point I had to wear diapers for a few days after the event, *being bred in the steam room at the Sports Barn in Chattanooga multiple nights by a hot red haired guy and his buddy. So, in conclusion, i am a thick cocked, slack ass sexual glutton. I am on PrEP and they know me well at the county heath department due to the need for frequent testing (though this year will be much less there since i can now get home STI kits and just go there for treatment). I can't begin to express how grateful I am to live such a sex heavy promiscuous life and use my body to serve as an Apostle of Lust. Asmodeus has blessed me well. I wish such happiness and Pleasure upon all my fellow males.

By this time I was incredibly horny and willing to take some risks. The bathroom had a toilet hose (which is pretty rare in Europe) and I used it to clean my ass thoroughly and then trimmed my ass carefully with my trimmer. I wanted an excuse to call the host so I turned off the hot water faucet on the geyser and called him to complain about no hot water. I then stripped completely and wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for him, with my heart beating like crazy. After 20 mins he opened the door and found me sitting on the sofa chair in my towel, with one leg exposed and the towel barely covering my boner. He paused and gave me that cheeky smirk again, which I returned. Just seeing him made my cock jump in the towel and I'm sure he noticed. Then he walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. When he came out I had one hand inside the towel and I smiled at him and he was obviously staring at me. He said to me in his thick accent "you look good" and my heart jumped, and I knew for sure then. I told him "You're hot" while stroking my cock inside my towel. He just walked over and pulled me up and and kissed me on the lips. For almost 5 mins we just kissed, with our hands exploring each others' bodies and our tongues wrestling. I felt his big biceps and his tight pecs while he squeezed and fondled my ass. I broke off the kiss and pushed him down on the sofa chair and started kissing his smooth legs and slowly moved up to his crotch, biting and licking through the fabric. Then I pulled down his shorts to reveal his beautiful cock which was still flaccid but at least 5 inches even soft. I got on my knees and devoured his cock with my mouth, covering it with my spit and alternating between his balls and the shaft. I felt his cock grow quickly in my mouth till it was at least 7 inches and fucking thick! It was the perfect cock, with thick veins and tight, full balls that I couldn't get enough of. As I was bouncing my head on his magnificent cock, he reached back and tugged off the towel to make me completely naked as I became his cocksucking slut. He licked one finger and started tapping and prodding my hole with his finger which drove me crazy.

Part 2 Seeing that the shot glass was already in Patrick’s hand, there wasn’t much point in turning back, but to only move forward, as the night was just getting started. The three knocked back their glasses and all squeamed at the bitter acrid flavor. Passing the Gatorade bottle around they each rinsed the flavor out and took a pause to adjust to the beverage they consumed. Ben grabbed a few pieces of candy and popped some in Mike’s mouth, handing Patrick a couple as well. “That stuff is terrible, hope you’re right and it's worth it. What happens now?” “We should start seeing it take into effect. It’s gonna make us feel more relaxed and give us a euphoric feel. But it’s not immediate, it takes 20 minutes” Mike reassured. “Ok, cool. Never thought I’d try something like that but let’s see how it goes” Patrick reiterated. “Yeah you’re gonna start to swirl, you’ll tell” Ben followed, smiling with a sense of self awareness and familiarity. Patrick dismounted Mike to change positions and give his calves a break. Ben, who was sitting back, legs up, and rubbing his pink hole, hand gestured to Patrick to come forward and top him. Ben’s chest showed beads of sweat pooling in between his furry pecs. Patrick crawled forward to Ben as Patrick began bathing Ben like a lioness cleaning her cub. Ben’s chest was salty, while his mouth was sweet from the gummy bears and the citric acid he had snacked on. Their tongues once again furrociously attacked each other. Their grunts were animalistic, as Ben’s legs were lifted over Patrick’s shoulders. It was a great position for Patrick to begin eating Ben’s male pussy and lick his sack. Patrick’s tongue managed to reach pretty far up his pink cunt, feeling his soft insides. “Fuuuuuuuuuckk ughhh keep it coming kiddo” Ben gasped. Ben’s man juices were sweet and insatiable. Leaving Ben’s hole slick with saliva and pushing back against his thighs, Patrick licked upwards across Ben’s tense bulbospongiosus muscle between his ass and his dick, making Ben moan even louder. Seeing Ben’s reaction he went back from sucking on Ben’s testicles back down to his pelvic muscles and reapplied pressure with his tongue and nose. Feeling Mike’s hands from behind, Patrick was getting his ass tuned up for another round of getting eaten out. Mike was excellent at rimming, he knew to not go too fast and he used the entire flat top of his tongue on Patrick. Mike and Patrick had their mouths stuffed, and could hear Ben groan the loudest as he watched his guest and his partner lined up in front of him. Amidst the action, Ben watched the porn play an orgy scene, set in the basement of a bar, and a group of pigs were filming each other using only the flashlights from their phones. These were some of the sweatiest pigs, quietly passing the bottom around with their black eyes. For Patrick, blowjobs were not really his top preference, but feeling the sexual tension he was willing to get as much cock as he could. Patrick stuffed his mouth with Ben’s meat nice and easily, realizing that his gag reflex was not interfering in any way. He could almost go all the way down to the base before coming up for air. “Dude you’re taking that dick so fucking good, don’t stop Patrick. You feeling the high kicking in? It’s fucking hitting me right now pfffff—ughhhh fuckkk”. “Yeah I’m starting to fucking swirl back here too hun, I’m gonna need that lube back here, can you pass me it Patrick?” Without a moment waiting, Patrick grabbed the lube on the edge of the bed and shoved it in Mike’s hand fast. He needed his dick back in him, he needed this raunchy spit roast to happen. Patrick could feel the horniness increase, feeling his heart pulse his blood rapidly, his body temperature begin to heat up, and could see his sweat creating drip marks on the sheets. He wanted these men to completely devour his body, enter his holes. Patrick lowered his hips for Mike while he pressed his hands into Ben’s inner thighs. It turns out that Ben is a grower, and boy he grew in girth and another inch of length, pulling his foreskin fully back, revealing a wide piss slit for Patrick to tongue. Patrick continued making love to Ben’s meat, without any sign of slowing down. “Guys I’m definitely feeling the high, oh my god my body feels so light and electric. Fuck me Mike, fuck me so deep.” Patrick growled back over his shoulder. “Boss you wanna feel me pump your ass with my semen? You’d like that huh? I’m gonna ask you return the favor to Ben and we can make a fuck train.” Mike growled back, smiling and showing his teeth. SLAP - Mike gripped Patrick’s ass with full strength, giving this ass another long lick over Patrick’s pucker. Mike inched himself on his knees closer behind Patrick’s lowered rear and rubbed his dick up and down this boys class crack in front of him. The lube was rubbing off and onto Patrick’s ass requiring that Mike apply a few more squirts of lube to fully slick up their bodies. Slapping his dick on Patrick’s hole, Mike could see Patrick’s ass clit pulsing and winking at him, signaling he needed raw cock. “Ughhh fuck, I need bareback sex. Fuck me raw” Patrick begged. Mike obliged, pressing his tip back inside the boys ass, gliding effortlessly passed the boy’s lips, and passed through his first ring. Using his teeth, Ben tore at the plastic of a different brand new bottle of poppers from the dresser and discarded the plastic to the floor. He opened the cap and assisted Patrick in feeding him long huffs of poppers. FUCK these were equally strong, taking over Patrick’s entire body. “Woahhhhooough you gotta try these you guys.” Patrick breathed. Patrick passed on the bottle to Mikes hands, as their motion paused for Mike to inhale. Mike took in his huff for 10 seconds on the left, and on the right, passing the open bottle for Ben to take some. Now that everyone was ready to go, their rhythm had begun. Ben was breathing loudly, taking himself into overdrive, while Patrick and Mike were panting in sync. Everyone’s bodies were hot and to the touch and their skin was slick with beads of sweat. The extra lube, everybody’s sweat, along with the poppers made for easy pounding pounding. Mike rammed in fast, pulled out slowly, giving his cock a flex inside Patrick. “I’m swirling, I’m fucking high fffffff-ughhh I wanna get fucked so hard by you kiddo, you wanna fuck me like you’re getting fucked right now?” Ben groaned. “Yeah let me be in the middle of you guys, that would be fucking hot.” Ben quickly took a pillow, folded it and positioned himself right in front of Patrick’s dripping cock. Ben’s ass was pointing straight at him, inviting them both to come closer. Ben’s meaty ass had tufts of sweaty public hair circling his ass, clumping in the sweat and saliva. Mike and Patrick, still penetrated, carefully kneeled up close to Ben to get the three of them fucking. Patrick lubed Ben’s naked cock up, as Ben mouthed his lips to Patrick and with wide eyes, “you fucking beautiful boy, youre so fucking sexy.” Patrick lined up, pressing into Ben’s cave, and could see his veiny cock slip into Ben’s soft and warm tunnel. “Haaaaawwwww yessssss big boy, your big dick feels incredible” Patrick closed his eyes in ecstasy, as his fists supported his torso on both sides of Ben’s hips. This gave Patrick support to easily back into Mike and forward into Ben. His fuck hole and his cock were getting worked together. Mike changed positions slightly, getting on his hind legs and gripping Patrick’s harness, managing himself to thrust more upwards. In unison, their trio bareback was tapping into their animalistic grunting, heaving, thrusting and moaning. Ben and Patrick reentered their deep kissing, tongue fucking and licking more aggressively. “ I’m so fucking high, holy shit you guys this stuff is so fucking good, what is this stuff again?” “It’s the G, this is a fucking good batch. We love it when we have groups over” Mike panted with his eyes shut. “Ugh I wanna do more in a bit, we should maybe do our regular dose, this was a bit less to get you started kiddo” Ben said Patrick saw the digital clock and saw that it was 3am. The night was flying. Patrick could understand one thing, and that was that he wanted to go deeper, he wanted more cock and more sweat to keep their juices flowing. As their bodies were slamming into each other, Patrick leaned back upright, rubbed his hands all over his own chest, pushing back his slick greasy hair. His armpit hair showing off, pits stinking, and feeling like the sex trophy he always wanted to be. Hands from Mike and Ben enveloped him as they breathed heavily, squeezing his flexed muscles. Mike could not go any deeper into Patrick as his thighs pressed into Patrick’s ass as far as he could reach, throwing his whole body into him. Mike was getting tenser and louder, his grip firmly squeezing Patrick’s shoulders. “Ughhh ughhh ugghhh I’m cumming a bit, oooohh fuck I’m squirting inside you” “Knock me up you fucking pig, feed me your jizz, I want your raunchy juices inside where it belongs” Patrick yelled. The pounding was getting wetter and stickier, and Patrick’s ass was loaded with Mike's natural lubricant. The bed was convulsing and rocking loudly. “Wwwooffwwofwoofwoofwoof ohh fuck yeah you like that kiddo?” Ben said. “Oh man I’m fucking exploding, your ass is so wet, I’m still cumming!” Mike was making a complete mess of Patrick, wrecking his cunt and taking complete ownership of him. Patrick could feel some of the cum splashing between his ass and Mike's crotch. “Aahhhhh!! Rrrrrrrrrr fuckkk!” Mike clenched his pelvis and ass muscles into Patrick’s caverness ass. Letting his load shoot 4 more pulses, Mike waited for his muscles to recover as his body was weakened from the intense eruption. As Mike’s energy stabilized, he pulled out his junk from Patrick’s loaded cunt, seeing his prick covered in his frothy cream. Patrick was spilling Mike’s load all over the sheets as his ass lips adjusted to the absence of Mike’s prick. Patrick paused for a moment to acknowledge Mike’s satisfied grin. Ben grabbed the back of Patrick’s sweaty neck and licked the inside of his ears and whispered “ “You fucking beautiful boy you fuck me with your big donkey dick, huh? ffffffffff-ugghhh you like that baby? You like being high in my ass?” Patrick’s body weight was completely on top of Ben, embracing him, dripping sweat and grunting in their missionary position. “Huh huh huh huh huh ooooohh fuckkk yeah, this sex is so fucking hot. Wanna do another round of that drink?” Wiping himself dry with a bath towel from the corner of the room, Mike said “Well I don’t know if you’d be down, but we could potentially expand our session a bit and see who else is out there. Don’t get me wrong I think what we’ve got going on is hot and we don’t need to do anything that we aren’t already enjoying. But how are you feeling about exploring some more?” “Like a foursome?” “Like anything we want to do honestly, we love group fucking whenever we can, and I think you’re kinda piggish like us” Ben answered with encouragement, smiling from the notion that appeared groundbreaking to Patrick. “I’m so down, there’s so many guys in this neighborhood, but the only thing is that it's pretty late to start a hookup, right? Its going on 4am.” Scrolling through his phone, Mike said “We’ve got a friend our age we’ve known for a long time, we were chatting earlier and he hosts. Super sweet guy. Check out this guy’s profile, what do you think?” Passing over the phone, Patrick was amazed to find the same guy that he was looking at just days ago. Going through the public photos, Patrick completely recognized this profile with the emojis. “I’ve never messaged him but he looks hot, what is he into?” “He’s very verse, great kisser, and loves to have his ass fisted depending on the night”. Give me your BBRT profile name and I’ll tell him to unlock for you. Is that cool?” Mike asked. “Yeah if you could that would be awesome” “He’ll send more pics in a sec. I’m messaging him now, his name’s Christopher. He does live in midtown but has a fantastic apartment on the west side, high in the clouds.” Patrick was getting super excited about continuing with Ben and Mike and getting to try yet another flavor tonight. Patrick couldn’t even think about going home yet being so horned up. “Check your messages, he says hi to you” “Opening his phone, he saw about a half a dozen unread messages, but the last 2 were unlocked pics from Christopher and a note with “hey ;) “ in the subject line. Upon opening his unlocked account, Christopher appeared to actually have a really handsome appearance. He had a beard and a good mixture of self pics and pics from his own conquests. He wasn’t handsome, he was hot with a good set of shoulders and arms, and a big swaying set of balls dangling nice and low. “Fuck he’s hot you guys” “Yeah we think so too, he’s also very generous with his supplies and likes getting his boys fucked up. I think you’d hit it off” said Ben. “He’s saying we’re still welcome to come over and he wants to meet you Patrick.” Patrick was responding back to his private message from Christopher to make an introduction. He wrote… “I’m Patrick, how’s your night? Been having a good time hanging out with Ben and Mike up here in Harlem” Pressing send, Patrick looked up to Mike and Ben who were looking at him for clarity on next steps. “I’d be down to go to his place, but its up to you two what you guys wanna do. I wanna see where our night takes us and keep exploring with you guys.” “You’re gonna like Christopher, he’s a good guy to party with” said Mike. “That also means that you’d Mike and I would be going a bit deeper with the Christopher, that’s just how the three of us have vibed for the last decade. We’d all let you figure out how much farther you wanna keep trying new things, we don’t wanna scare ya, you know?” said Ben. “I see, no I really appreciate you looking out for me. I think I’ll see once I’m there but if he has more G than I can definitely do some of that, and just see how it goes, if that’s not too weird?” “We’ll bring some supplies to contribute, don’t you worry kiddo, you’re gonna have a good time no matter what” said Mike Pulling some clothes together, Ben said “Let’s get ready to leave for Christopher’s, the car is gonna get here in about 7 minutes”.

==== Cum Courier ==== A few days ago, I hooked-up with this guy online. His picture was amazing; massively muscled chest and shoulders and a great-looking bulge. He didn't send me any pics of his cock but said that I wouldn't be disappointed. I was feeling really horny as I had been visiting family for a week so hadn't even had a wank, let alone got off with someone and it was only 11am. His name was Gareth and he invited me over for a drink and a shag. I said yes straight away; I'm a slim guy and don't usually get muscle-men interested in me, especially one as big as he seemed to be, so I showered and dressed in a jockstrap, tight jeans and a white T-shirt and then caught the bus over to his place which was about half an hour away. The day was boiling hot and I was already feeling horny just from the heat. Arriving at his door, I rang the bell and waited nervously for him to answer. The door opened and there he stood; his pics hadn't done him justice. He was huge! He was wearing a very tight muscle-shirt and tiny cotton shorts, which barely contained a hugely thick cock with massive, heavy balls. His chest was massive with really big nipples showing through the thin cotton of his shirt. Blue eyes and a great smile made him look like a god. "Hey Paul" he said extending one massive fist to shake my hand. "Come on in. Fancy a beer?" We went into his lounge where a screen was showing a video from Treasure Island. He told me to have a seat whilst he went into the kitchen to get the beers. Returning, he handed me a can of Red Stripe and sat next to me. "Look, before we do anything, there's something you should know" he said, taking a swig of the beer. "I only do bareback and I'm very verbal. I'm going to breed my hot seed deep inside your ass and I want you to know it." He put a hand on my leg and looked at me. "Any problems?" "No" I said. "But I want to take your cock in a particlar way." "Hmm. OK. How?" he smiled. "I want to be on my back with my legs around your huge bod and I want to chew your tits when you shoot." As I said this, I noticed his cock hardening in the shorts. "I think we're going to get on just fine!" he said, flashing a smile at me. He took my hand and guided it to his rapidly swelling bulge. I rubbed it hard and he groaned, the material was stretched thin across his cock and I could feel that it was a real monster. He stood up and shucked the shorts off, exposing the most massive piece of meat I'd ever seen. It was so thick that I couldn't get my hand around it at all, and so long that I gasped. He picked a tape-measure off the table where he'd put his beer. "Want to measure it?" he said, grinning wickedly. I took the tape measure and placed the end against his body, rolling it out to the end of his cock. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Fourteen inches... Wow!" He took the tape out of my hand and wrapped it around his girth. It was nine inches around. I looked up at him, face flushing with desire and before I could stop myself, dropped to me knees and tried to fit as much of his beautiful cock into my mouth as I could. "Fuck, you're enormous" I whispered as his big hands steadied my head against his meat. He let me suck him for a bit then swiftly spun me around, threw me to my knees and mounted me. The pain was incredible; I hadn't been fucked for ages and he was massive, but after a hit on my poppers, I started to enjoy taking his massive cock. "I'm really gonna seed that hole" he said, moving deep inside me. "I'm gonna blow my three-day load up inside you and I cum a LOT!" As he said this, I could feel his excitement build and his cock started to spasm inside me. "Tell me you want it, you cum whore!" he shouted. "I do, I do. I want your enormous load shot deep inside me, give me your cum, breed my sloppy cunt..." He started to breathe more heavily and remembering what really turned me on, picked me up still impaled on his cock and lay me on my back. He lowered his massive chest to my face and I sucked one of his bullet-nipples into my mouth. "Oh yeah!" he cried, forcing more of his cock into my hole and more of his nipple into my mouth. "Suck on those big tits!" I tightened my ass around his hole. "Oh, fuck, I don't believe it! I'm gonna cum" he said. My mouth went for his other nipple and sucked as much of the nipple and the muscular pec into my mouth as I could manage. "You fucking little cum whore!" he shouted. "You're gonna get my huge load bareback. I'm not wearing a rubber, I'm gonna breed your hole, I'm gonna pump my massive load deep inside you. My DNA's gonna mix with yours. I'm fucking knocking you up!" As he shouted this, I felt his cock pump what seemed like half a pint of very hot spunk into me. I sucked harder on his tits and felt another six or seven spurts of his cum flood my ass. I went to touch my own cock but he pushed my hand away and reversing our positions, pulled me on top of him, his amazing cock still buried inside me. We lay there a few moments then he got to his feet and smiled at me. "Wow! That was one hot fuck. Give me a few minutes and I can go again." "Really?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah, but I'm really thirsty and out of beers. Can you just go down to the corner shop whilst I take a breather?" "Sure, I'll just get cleaned up a bit." I replied, gently fingering my hole which was beginning to leak cum. "Don't" he said, picking me up so I was standing. He handed me my jeans and helped me pull them on. "But your load was so big!" I argued. "Don't worry, the shop's just down the street. You'll be OK." I put the rest of my clothes on and started to leave. "Hey" he called. "Ask for St Pierre. It's my favourite beer." With that, he handed me a tenner and let me out, pointing in the direction of the store. A few minutes later I was in the local shop, scanning the beers in the fridge and on the shelves. I'd never heard of St Pierre so asked the tall, blonde Polish guy behind the counter. "Sure I've got that but we don't get much call for it so it's in the store-room." He started towards the door at the back. "You'd better give me a hand" he said. As I followed him into the back, I admired his tight-fitting jeans and the back of his wide neck. As soon as we got inside the store-room, he pulled the door shut. "St Pierre" he said, nodding. "The only person I know who asks for that is Gareth down the road." "Yeah, it's for him" I answered. He put his hand on his crotch and squeezed. "So, has he knocked you up? Has he pumped his load up inside you? I bet he has, hasn't he. You're probably full of his cum right now!" He pushed me up against the wall and began to unbutton my jeans. "God, I love it when he sends over one of his shags, filled with his spunk for me to swallow." He pulled my jeans down, lay down on the floor and pulled my ass down onto his face. "Relax" he said, tongueing my hole. "Give up that load and you can have mine in return!" I relaxed a little and felt the cum load begin to dribble out of my ass. His slurping tongue was really turning me on, and the knowledge that he wanted to shoot inside me, to mix his cum with Gareth's was making me hard. I loosened up a bit more a a ******* of warm seed ran out of my hole directly into his mouth. He pushed me away and got up, then unzipping his jeans, took out his extremely hard cock. It wasn't as big as Gareth's but it was still pretty big. I dropped my jeans and turned around, presenting him with my sloppy hole. He rubbed it into the spunk still dripping from my ass and then began to push it into me. I relaxed and he gasped as my hole suddenly sucked him in deep. "Fucking hell! You're hole's so sloppy and wet, I'm gonna cum really quickly!" he breathed, pressing his swollen head deep into me. "You want my cum?" he asked, sweat dripping from his face as he pounded my hole. "Oh yeah, I want your big load. Breed my cunt with that big meat, fucking shoot that spunk load deep inside me. Breed my hole. Seed me!" I cried, and with a yell, he unloaded inside me. I thought Gareth had a big load, but this guy's just didn't seem to stop! He fucked my raw hole for ages, spurting fresh spunk into my already well-used hole. Just as I thought he'd finished, he gave another yell and I could feel more spunk spurt into me. He finished, and stood dazed for a moment, then reached up to a shelf and with one quick move, pulled out his cock and replaced it with a butt plug. "That'll keep the spunk up there for a bit" he said. giving it a final push into my swollen hole. "Wow! You really know how to drain a guy!" He smiled at me and pulled on his clothes. I did the same and he reached up for a six-pack of beer. "Here you go. No charge!" "Thanks" I said, stroking his smooth abs. "That was an amazing fuck!" "Yeah, well I like sloppy seconds." he replied. "Now, if you're really getting into this, perhaps you should drop by at number twenty-six. It's a few doors before Gareth's place, on the way back from here. My boyfriend's there and feeling really horny. You like older guys?" I nodded. "He's fifty-three, really built with a beard and the biggest siliconed balls you've ever seen. Sound good?" "Yes" I said, already looking forward to it. "Ring the bell, tell him that Marek sent you and that you need another few loads to take back to Gareth. He's got some friends around at the moment so if you want to be gang-fucked, you probably will." He unlocked the door and let me out. As I walked through the shop, my head was reeling and my heart beating really fast. I'd just been fucked by two guys, was about to get gang-banged and had't even shot a load of my own yet. As I walked down the street, I could feel the base of the butt plug pressing against my jeans and it was keeping me rock hard. At number twenty-six, I rang the bell and waited for it to be answered. After a few minutes I rang again, leaning harder on the buzzer. I heard a door opening inside and through the glass saw someone approaching the door. As the door opened, I felt the blood rise to my face. The guy was a real muscle-bear; beard, huge shoulders and a sexy smile and all he was wearing was a pair of shorts showing a bulge that was about the size of a melon. "Hey Paul" he said. "Hey!" I replied, wondering how he knew my name. "Come into the bedroom. I've a few friends around and they're getting really horned up." Before I could help myself, I grabbed his huge balls with my hands and dropped to my knees, inhaling his scent through the thin cotton. "Not in the doorway!" he said, hauling me me to my feet. I apologised, but couldn't take my eyes of his bulge. He led the way into the house, and in the bedroom I saw three other, older but really good looking, very hung men standing around a sling. I dropped my jeans, shrugged off the T-shirt and jumped into the sling. Immediately, the first guy pushed his hand between my ass cheeks, pulled out the butt-plug and replaced it with his cock. After only three strokes, he yelled and began to pump spunk into me. I relaxed and let him breed me. He didn't last for long, but as soon as he pulled out, another guy was ready and pushed his hard meat into me. This guy had a short cock but it was nice and heavy. "I can feel that spunk sliding over my dick" he grunted. "You fucking little cum-whore, you're a fucking little spunk hole just waiting to be bred!" As he talked, his cock got harder and I squeezed my hole around his cock. "Fucking little cock-jockey" he grunted. "Can't wait to get cock inside you, can't wait to get bred by big guys shooting their loads into your ass!" As he said this, he too gave a yell and unloaded into me. The third guy had been watching and stroking himself, and without a word, pushed his cock into me and shot his load, then the guy with the silicone balls approached. His cock was also siliconed and I knew he'd waited until last so that I was stretched enough to take it. As the other guys stepped back, he pushed his meat into me with both hands, ensuring no spunk dribbled out. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and began to wank himself into me, not saying a word. My hands reached for his balls and I squeezed their hugeness as he began to moan. I could tell that the first guy was fucking him from behind as he suddenly leant forward, pushed his huge hairy chest into my face and commanded me to chew his nipples. The moment my tongue touched the first one, he began to spasm into my hole, filling it to overflowing with his big sperm-load. After a few more spurts, he pulled his massive cock out slowly and quickly replaced the butt-plug in my hole. "OK" he grinned. "Now you can take those loads back to Gareth!" I got out of the sling shakily, I was so horny but I knew where I wanted to blow my load. I pulled on my clothes and the muscle-bear showed me to the door. "See you around!" he said. I walked back up the road until I reached Gareth's house. As soon as I approached the door, he opened it and pulled me inside, leading me straight into the bedroom. "So, where's the beer?" he asked. "Crap! I must have left it at..." "Number twenty-six?" he finished for me. "Excellent!" He led me to the bed and unbuttoned my jeans. Producing a funnel and a pint glass, he had me squat over it. "C'mon" he urged. "You must be full to bursting. How many loads have you got up inside you right now? Four? Five? Let's see!" I carefully pulled out the butt-plug and a ******* of hot sperm shot out of my ass and into the glass. He carefully massaged my hole and a new load spurted out. "You got any more up there?" he asked, stroking my shoulder. "I don't think so" I said, just as another powerful surge squirted out. When I had emptied most of it, he held up the glass. It was half full of mixed spunk. Handing it to me, Gareth dropped onto the bed on all fours and rammed the funnel into his ass. "Now, give it to me!" he said. I began to pour the white liquid into the funnel and his ass sucked it inside him. In a few minutes the glass was empty and he was full... almost. My cock felt like it was going to burst, I was so turned-on by what had happened to me that morning. Using the last few drops of spunk from the glass, I lubed my cock and pushed it into Gareth's filled hole. The feeling of that amount of cum on my cock was mind-blowing. I grabbed his beefy thighs and began to stroke my cock into his hot hole. Within a few minutes I literally could not hold back, and with a roar, I dumped my load in with the rest. I seemed to shoot for ages, and when I stopped, I could hardly stand. Gareth pulled me down onto the bed and wrapped his arms around me. As I stroked his muscular chest, he whispered into my ear "You like being a cum courier? Delivering all that hot sperm to me?" I nodded. "Good" he said. "Because that's just the first assignment I have for you. I'm gonna send you all over the city picking up loads for me and bringing them back so that we can share them. OK?" I smiled and replied "Fuck yes!" ****** THE END *******

That's how I look at it. As much as I was born to be a bottom, I was born to be a bareback bottom. And I wouldn't have it any other way

I was 17 and he as 28. When he first rimmed me, I knew I wanted his 7" cock in me! He was gentle, patient and it was more discomfort than pain during the initial penetration. Once he was balls deep, it was pure pleasure and the man knew how to fuck, long and slow with plenty of kissing. I felt his cock swell before he came. Perfection doesn't exist but he came DAMN close. I fucked his ass and declared myself versatile.

Drink piss and cum as much as possible 💋

Last night. There were two bottom best-friends, side by side in the darkroom @ Slammer. One I had Bred 2,3, weeks ago, and he was a fantastic fuck. Fair-haired, smooth, seemingly a really nice guy with a tight Hole that took a while to even get my tongue into. The first time a couple weeks ago, I told him what a fantastic Hole he had, but he had to take a few Cocks first before I could get in there, and said I'd be back in a while. Rutted down the lineup of Holes on the fuckbench, then out to the orgy room for a while, rutted in some more Holes, and maybe 45 minutes later stopped back to the darkroom. He was in the same place, I knelt down and ate his now well-fucked & Bred Hole, and got in easily. Leaned over onto his back and told him what a hot Hole he has, he seemed delighted, fucked him full of my load, and left. Last night he was there with his buddy - dark complected - thick curly black hair, hairy Hole, and also a seemingly nice guy. His Hole was very tasty, and he'd taken a couple of loads already. When blondie told me this was his friend, and they went load-hunting together, I thought I'd move the action to a booth, and I knew which one I wanted. There are booths w/gh's in the corridor guys have to use to get to and from the orgy room, and I said we're going over to a different room. They followed ... In that booth, there are gh's on both side-walls, so I positioned them, ass up, each with his Hole against a gh. Somehow the door never got closed either (!), so there was a constant flow of guys walking to/from the orgy room. As I was rutting in one, the other was either sucking a Cock through the gh or bent over taking it up the gut. It was a little bit tight in that booth, but other guys managed to squeeze in the open door and join in. When I was getting close, I put the 2 Breed boys side by side, and rutted a last few times in each - a thrust for one, then a thrust for the other, and each got some of my load. I thanked them, told them what a hot pair they were, but they couldn't answer around the other Cocks they were sucking off. Hope I run into those two again; they were fun !!!

Chapter 11: The Threat When all the planning discussion had ended, they all sat back, looking a bit exhausted – not from hearing the voice, but from the sheer amount of information that their brains had just processed. As Dean said later, it was like taking an all-nighter of final exam cramming for a course where you’d skipped four-fifths of the classes, and then squeezing it all into a quarter of an hour. What had become clear to all of them was that they had been overruled. For months, they (or most of them) had demurred from the possibility of contacting other members of the Nora Ludlow bloodline. Now, it had become plain that the duty imposed on them by the voice truly forced them to do this with the results of all their research as a first step. Several of them took part in the work of locating and booking a venue for their planned event. A great deal of anxious thought went into writing the mass email they planned to send out. Each of them took a turn at playing the skeptical recipient, wondering why somebody had sent them an email invitation to a reunion of descendants of someone they’d never even heard of. Thanks to her extensive theatre background, Dayna did this better than anyone – although the eternally-sardonic and ironic Deidra ran her a close second. Jaysen, too, proved to be surprisingly good at picking holes in their communal efforts. In the end, they’d come up with a letter which had withstood the most determined efforts to knock it apart, a letter which (they hoped) combined the qualities of enticement and open-eyed innocence in equal quantities. By common consent, it had been created as a joint missive from Dean and Dayna. Since both of them had careers where they could be easily researched by suspicious readers, it was hoped that there names would serve as a guarantee of sincerity. ******************** Dear __________: We’re writing to you today to send you an exciting invitation to our extended family reunion. We are planning to bring together as many as possible of the nearly one thousand known living descendants of Nora Ludlow, who was born in Chicago in 1890 and passed away in that city in 1939. To give you a reference point, we are 31-year-old twins, and Nora Ludlow was our three-times-great-grandmother. It’s time for all of us to be seen and heard! Our own family has proven to be full of people with unusual skills and interests, and we’re sure the same will be true of all of you as well. We’ll be looking forward to sharing these unique skills and interests with each other. At this reunion, we will have some striking family-related news to communicate to all of you. The reunion is planned for Chicago, in order to make attendance as easy as possible, especially for those coming from outside the country. We’re looking forward to getting to meet in person as many of you as can make it. The big reunion will be held on the weekend of October 3-5, 2025, at the Riverview Grande Hotel, 290 N Clark St, Chicago, IL 60654, with the main event at 3:00 pm on Saturday, October 4. At this event, there will be hors d’oeuvres and a free bar, with dinner to follow. PLEASE REPLY to this email invitation by September 19, 2025, to indicate whether you will be “coming”, “not coming”, or “possible but not yet sure.” If coming [1] Indicate any dietary concerns which we will do our best to accommodate. [2] Transfer $35 for dinner to the reunion email address given below. For any more detailed questions or concerns, email us at: [think before following links] https://ludlowclanreunion.org/admins/ Note: Due to the size of the group being invited, we can only accommodate at this event those people who are direct bloodline descendants of Nora Ludlow. For hotel reservations, at the special reunion rate of $119/night, send email with “Ludlow Clan Reunion” in the subject line to: [think before following links] https://riverviewgrandechiil.com/ Yours truly, Dean Coultridge and Dayna Coultridge, Reunion Organizing Co-Chairs, San Diego CA ******************** Jaysen was the first to volunteer to underwrite part of the cost to keep the prices reasonable. Others in the group volunteered what they could afford. Jaysen also gave them some invaluable help in organizing and setting up a whole series of blind email addresses so they could send the messages out from multiple accounts without getting snagged by anti-spamming regulations, since every message was to be personally addressed. Then, they divided the entire list of email addresses – well over 900 of them – into seven equal lists, and everybody took a share of the letter-addressing responsibility. All the emails were set to go out at 2:00 am Pacific time on Thursday, May 1. And all of the seven crossed their fingers and waited with bated breath as that date drew near. On the previous Saturday, Dean and Joey were having dinner at the club with Dayna and Wade, laughing in the most carefree way at Dean’s stories of the antics of passengers on a business flight he’d been on earlier in the week, when a shadow fell across the table. “Good evening.” They looked up at the sound of the unfamiliar, deep-toned voice and met a pair of dark, staring eyes. “My name is Alek Wolter, and I am here in the interest of the family of one Nora Ludlow. I’ve been reliably informed that you have been displaying a great deal of interest in her, and in all of her descendants, lately.” Dayna cast her eyes down. It was plain that the dark-suited, dark-eyed Mr. Wolter was giving her a severe case of “the creeps.” Wade slid a little closer and put his arm around her. Dean was also getting a serious bad vibe, but he answered civilly. “Is it strange that we should show an interest in our ancestors and our relatives?” “Perhaps not strange, no. Perhaps ‘uncomfortable’ might be closer to the truth.” “Uncomfortable for whom?” Joey wasn’t being quite so civil in tone as Dean, and Wolter turned a cold gaze on him. “While it would perhaps make my… ‘clients’… uncomfortable, it will almost certainly become uncomfortable for all of you, and the others.” As he said those words, Joey felt a distinct chill, as if a gust of cold air had blown over him – but the air wasn’t moving. At the same time, he noticed something else. Through the material of Wolter’s crisply-ironed white shirt, he could just make out a tiny red light flashing over the breastbone. Dean took up the thread again. “What do you want with us?” Wolter laughed. He actually laughed, and all four of them felt their flesh creeping. “With you? I want nothing with you. You are of no interest to me. I am here to protect the interests of the people I represent. And it is in their interest that you should stop your investigations, at once.” Dayna spoke in that icy, challenging tone which had served her so well with numerous obnoxious men through the years who refused to take no for an answer. “And if we don’t?” Wolter paused for a moment and Joey saw the light flashing again before he spoke. “There will be certain… repercussions.” Dean resumed his politest tone. “Thank you for stopping by to speak to us. We’ll take into account everything you’ve said as we decide how to proceed.” Wolter gave a slight bow, with a mocking grin on his face, then turned and left them. Joey immediately sent out a thought message to all of them: Talk about something else. Let’s not discuss this until we’re in private. Their agreeing thoughts came in one by one. The remainder of dinner was accompanied by some amusing theatre stories from Dayna, and by Dean discreetly prodding Wade to find out a bit about his earlier life and family background. As they rose from the table, Dayna invited them all to her condo for a nightcap. Once they were all seated in Dayna’s living room, the debriefing began, with Joey the first one to speak. “He’s bad news, no question about it, but I think he has nothing to do with any relatives of Nora Ludlow. Did anyone else notice the flashing red light?” They shook their heads. “Just a small light, right here…” and he thumped his breastbone, just by the heart, “…but I could see it through his shirt front. There were a couple of times when he paused in speaking to us while that light flashed two or three times – and then he went on. It was like he was listening to some kind of instructions.” “Like orders from above.” “Right, Wade. So he’s a representative, an emissary, of some kind.” “The question is, for whom?” Wolter is dangerous. You should avoid him as much as possible. He and his kind can ruin the entire experiment. Do not let him physically touch you, ever. There was the voice again. And Dean took up the challenge. “I know that you said we shouldn’t ask you but ask ourselves and we have done that. But is there any more you can tell us about Alek Wolter and the danger he represents to the experiment?” Yes. It is time that you should know. We represent the great overarching collective intelligence which grows out of and guides all of the universes. It is our particular mission to guard and guide this universe and guide the growth of intelligence wherever we find it within these confines. Our experiment with you and your world is to foster the development of those positive powers and qualities of mind in your race, always mingled with and tempered by the essential, fundamental spirit of compassion. You correctly described Wolter as an emissary. He was sent by the rebellious malicious intelligence which seeks always to undermine our quest. In parting company with the positive force, this negative or evil intelligence, which we can call the “Undermind,” severely limited its ability to influence the course of evolution, although it also gained significant powers which we do not share. Since the Undermind cannot itself directly intervene in the growth and development of the universes, it must send out emissaries in the shape of an inhabitant race of a specific world. Wolter, and the others like him who have been sent into your world, are these emissaries. They have been sent here because the Undermind has become aware of this experiment, and of how near it has come to achieving the breakthrough which is our objective. The emissaries have great physical strength and endurance but, unlike yourselves with your shifting and thinking abilities, they possess no powers which are not shared by the entire human race. This limitation on them is your best and surest defence in dealing with them. The flashing red light which you have seen comes from a tiny implant which is their communication channel to the power of the Undermind which sent them. Since they have only limited abilities to think for themselves, the emissaries’ need to pause for instructions from their sender will always give you a slight time advantage in dealing with them. It is critically important that you do not allow them to physically touch you. If they do, they can instantly remove your shifting and thinking abilities, thereby deleting you from the experiment. The deletion cannot be reversed by us. The other way in which such a deletion can occur is if you personally cause any physical harm to one of the emissaries, or to any of your fellow human beings. In such a case, deletion will follow because you have abandoned the core principle of compassion. Now that these emissaries have come, you must proceed with your work will all possible speed, to lead your people towards the breakthrough which will help them transcend the current limits of their physical life within this world. The four of them sat and stared at each other after the voice fell silent. At last, Dean spoke. “We need to get together with the other three as fast as possible.” He lapsed into thought-speech. Mom? Jaysen? Peter? One after another, their replies came in. Did you pick up that long speech from the voice? Again, they all agreed. Let’s get together right now. We’re at Dayna’s place in town. You all know where it is. Mom, are you at home? I can come and get you. Within moments, Jaysen and Peter appeared in the room, just as Deidra’s affirmative response came through. Dean vanished, and reappeared ten seconds later, holding Deidra close to him. Now, the seven were all assembled. They had plenty to discuss.

Finding guys to fuck on Grindr wasn´t difficult for Miles. He was only 20, slim, with a few muscles here and there and generally attractive. On the outside he was a nice young man, always smiling and being friendly to others. But on the inside he had a secret desire that nobody knew about... It was a hook up like any other for Chris. Small talk on Grindr, exchanging pictures and then meeting up to fuck. And he got lucky this time with a cute twinkish kid who almost looked too innocent to fuck. Though being rather muscular and big in stature he did have some trouble finding partners because of his poz status. Medication was not an option for him personally and condoms were a big nuisance for. Still he used them because most guys insist on using them and he didn´t want to spread what he had. They were in a heavy make out session, Miles on top of Chris, both only in boxers, shirts and pants long abandond. The 20 year old had planed for this day a long time and so far everything was going according to plan. While french kissing he moved his hand down over his abs bit-by-bit, ever slowly rubbing his ass over the big bulge beneath him, causing Chris to moan into the kiss and grabing his tight ass harder. Teasing guys always came easy for the twink. After a few minutes he brought both of his hands up and grabed the tops wrists and within seconds restraint him to the bed in with his handcuffs, which were conveniently placed under the pillow. "Hey, what ar-" Chris tried to protest, but was almost immediately silenced by another kiss. Miles had a plan every intention on going through with it. This was not something Chris agreed to, but he had to admit that he liked the aggressive bottom. He soon calmed down and Miles pulled back. "Hope you don´t mind, I thought maybe it would add a certain thrill to it" the kid said. Before he could answer the twink began to crawl lower, kissing and licking on his way to the already leaking bulge in the tops boxers. For Chris it felt like hours until the twink finally got to his dick. The piece of cloth hiding his poz stick got pulled down and it sprang free, almost hitting Miles in the face. With no time to lose he began to decent down the tops dick, sucking and slurping as best as he could while Chris was just a moaning mess. He wasn´t used to be restraint, being unable to do anything, completely exposed. Like a river the pre cum flowed into the willing and eager mouth of the bottom. With the top handcuffed and at his mercy, Miles sucked that big dick infron of him like there was no tomorrow but he had to be carefully not to bring the top too close to the edge, or worse, over it. He knew that Chris wouldn´t last long if he would keep this up, so after a short period of time he looked up, straight into the eyes of the man bound to his bed, and pulled hos own boxers down. The look in Miles eyes was one of hunger as he crawled up and began kissing Chris again. "We need a condom cutie..." Chris panted, pulling back from the hungry bottom. "Why´s that, raw feels way better, doesn´t it?" the kid said with an evil grin. He knew about his status, afterall this was the whole reason why he even did all this. "I´m poz dude, we really shouldn´t be doing it raw!" Chris said, however his eyes betrayed his true desire. "What was your viral load again...?" the bottom asked while shifting a bit lower and grabbing the poz dick again. The handcuffed man had trouble thinking clearly. Being restraint, dominated and the opportunity to fuck a cute twink raw made him almost dizzy. "600000, that´s really toxic. It´s extremly dangerouse!" he tried to explain. "Extremly dangerouse you say? So I shouldn´t be doing this...?" Miles said while collecting a large amount of toxic pre cum and slowly inserting it deep into his tight hole, looking into Chris eyes the entire time.

It’s a progression. I went from only going bare with long term partners, then in 2013 to guys I new were neg or undetectable, then after a few years to bare only but with guys who answered the status question right and eventually a few years ago to not asking status at all. Raw feels way better and there is a sense of more intimacy with the top.

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.

The first time I saw him I thought he was a hot piece of ass that I hoped I would get a chance to drop my load in. But even that seemed farfetched. The line to get into his ass was deeper than I was willing to wait, at least at first. I was on vacation and decided on the third day of my vacation to go to the bathhouse. It had been almost a week since I had gotten off. I usually get off about once a day but when I go on vacation, I like to save it up and put it in a new hole somewhere and enjoy the local breeding holes. So, I went in, got a room and got settled in. I hadn’t seen much on the way in but it was a Friday night and I was sure it would pick up. As I started wandering the club, I saw a few okay guys but they weren’t super interested in me. So, I moved on and kept looking. As I turned the corner of one hallway, I could hear the slap and squish of some sloppy sex going on down the hall. I decided to go look and see what it was. They had this guy bent over the back of one of the benches in the porn theater room. As I entered, I could see his face but not much else and though he had his eyes closed at the moment the look of pure joy on his face told me he was loving the pounding he was getting. As I walked in farther, I saw the guy plowing his ass, he was a 6-foot-tall thicker, mildly hairy bear with a nice chest. He seemed to be loving that ass tremendously which just made me want it so much. I walked past the bottom to get a good look at the bottoms ass and it looked like heaven, he was hairless from the neck down and it suited him so well. His hole was leaking some jizz around the big cock that was reaming out his hole. The bear must have had at least 8 inches and thick. But I could tell that was not the first cock in that hole. The bottom was moaning quite a bit and would let out a surprised yell when the bear would bottom out. I was so focused on the fucking that I didn’t even notice the other guys in the room. I found myself trying to get closer to the hole and a guy tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned and noticed the other guys in the room, I realized there was at least 5 other guys there waiting. They were all jacking their cocks and staring at the ass that was getting plowed. I looked back at the ass and noticed the jock strap that was framing that ass and the bear was holding on to his flank and dripping sweat all over the bottoms back and ass. In that moment the bear grabbed tight and shoved himself as deep as possible and roared as he dumped his load in the bottom’s ass. This caused the bottom to squeal and start to shake as his hole accepted another mans spunk into his body. I was hard as a rock and desperate to get into that hole but there was no way I was gonna be able to keep all my cock from spewing forth it’s week long load if I sat here and watched this ass continue to swallow and leak cum. So, I decided I needed to take a walk and see if I could find something for myself first. The Next man in the line for the slut hole was an older but mostly in shape man, he was pretty hard and ready. The bear pulled out with an audible pop and the cum leaking out and hole trying to close itself down was like looking into this slut’s soul and I knew I would have to get inside of it eventually. But not now and I wasn’t about to spill my seed into my own hand. As the older man sank his 7 inch but thinner dick into that hole the bottom moaned again and smiled. I finally got out of the theater and wandered a minute with my hard cock. I found a cute little bear cub that had already been fucked. He had to be like 5’4” brown hair, cute body, dick locked up. He asked if I’d like to fuck him and I just nodded. We went to his room and left the door open. I had to eat that delicious looking ass and it was fantastic. Before long I had to fuck him. Sadly I had been so turned on by the slut in the theater that I didn’t last as long as I wanted. Before I even really had a chance to get a good rhythm going I could feel my balls pulling up. So I started ramming him hard, hoping he would start screaming or squealing. I got some good gasps and general moaning but not quite what I wanted. But I figured it would have to do and felt my cock erupt in his ass. He took it like a pro. I pulled out and he cleaned me off with his mouth. He was so cute I started to get a little hard again but knew I didn’t have it in me to fuck him again. But I had to taste that gapping ass just a little before I left. It tasted amazing. As I finally decided I was done some muscle dude with an average cock walks in and asks if he can fuck my cub. I told the guy he wasn’t my cub but he sure as hell could fuck him. The cub just looked at me and nodded. I lined that cock up and muscle man drove home as I gave the cub one good farwell kiss. As I was walking towards the showers, I saw the slut from the theater room. He was walking a little funny and had jizz just running down his legs. I saw him walking towards the dark back room. I thought I was done but seeing him walk that way had my interest, so I followed. Once I got back there, I couldn’t see anything and was just feeling along the walls till I found him. He had bent himself over some kind of half wall. My hands felt his ass before anything else. I cupped his butt and then felt the warm scuzz that was leaking out of him. Before I could stop myself, I was playing in it with my fingers and bringing my mouth to it. His hole was so hot, and swollen, deep, and oh so filled with cum. No matter where I put my fingers in his hole I felt cum. All directions. His ass tasted like a gourmet dinner I didn’t want to end. But my cock had reawakened and was ready for more action. I pulled myself up and considered using my fingers with my cock but then realized I just wanted to feel his hole surround my cock with with all the jizz in it by myself first. So I sunk into this sloppy mess and a grin went across my face. My cock and me were floating on a cloud. His ass and the beautiful hairless slut body in front of me was more than I could ask for and a memory I won’t easily ever forget. If I never got in this ass again I would still be a happy man. I knew I would want more but this was just fantastic. I kept fucking him and started pulling on his nips and balls. Hoping it would get some reactions out of him and oh did it ever. Felt his body tense, his hole squeeze, eventually I did add the finger along with my cock because I knew he could take it. He continued to squeal and moan. Finally after about 20 minutes I knew what was coming. As much as I wanted to enjoy this ass forever I knew I needed to add my seed to this slut hole. I was pounding as deep as I could get with my 7.5 thick inches, hoping to get to a place that would hold my seed within him for even longer. And then it started to build, tingling in my extremities, blurring of my vision. The need to put my seed so far in him that I hoped it would never come out. I was starting to grunt. I wanted to seed this slut. For some reason this slut felt different. He knew what he wanted and I loved that about him. His ass taking all that cock and cum ran through my mind in those last seconds and it threw me right over the edge. I convulsed and shot my second load of the night as deep and as hard as I could in this fucking hot ass slut. I left myself inside his hole as I felt him shake a little and his ass quiver. This is a slut that loves to be cum in. He gets a jizzjoy when you seed his hole. I loved it. As I was coming down I had the urge to piss in his ass and wash all the cum out just to make him start over but I didn’t know how he would feel about that this time and it gave me something to look forward to if I found him again another time. Finally I fell free of his ass and he turned around in a second and cleaned me completely. I thanked him and just to see his reaction squeezed a quick shot of piss in his mouth to see his reaction. He gagged for a sec, obviously surprised. But didn’t stop cleaning my cock and kind of latched on harder. Of course all of this was in the dark and there was a chance he wasn’t into all of this as much as I thought he was. So I tried again just a little longer squirt. He swallowed instantly. So I let him have it all. There wasn’t that much this time but he took it well. I patted him on the head, told him thanks and that I hoped to see him again soon. He belched. I loved it. I stood him up to bend him back over the wall and I think there was a miscommunication in me helping him up at first. He started to give me a hug. He figured out what I was doing though and bent himself over the wall. I was surprised no one had found us back in this corner but we seemed to be in our own little dark world. As I was patting his ass to say goodbye and feel his swollen hole one last time to get a taste on my finger I got a wild hair and just decided to go with it. I pulled him up and kissed him hard. He was surprised but fell right into me with it. I slid my jizz covered finger into both our mouths as we kissed and held his head tight with my other hand. He tasted like cum, piss, and possibly some cherry lube. It’s a taste I won’t easily forget. And that was that. I pulled away, patted his ass, and bent him back over the wall. I’d had the perfect moment and one of my greatest fucks and I walked away. It wasn’t till later that I realized I had no way to find or get ahold of him. I figured he wouldn’t be interested in anymore than what he has now. And I had a great time. But that wasn’t the only time I saw him.

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

I met this beautiful 20-something Adonis at a bar Tuesday night. After telling him how beautiful he was, I asked if he wanted to cum over my place where we could get more intimate. “Yes,” his eyes sparkled with unmitigated lust. He followed me 3 car-lengths behind. No sooner were we in the apartment, than I cornered him against a wall, kissing him deeply, and grinding my hips into his crotch. I licked and bit and caressed his warm lips, felt the fullness of his cock growing against mine, sensed his youthful unsullied beauty blindly crying for defilement. Yes, I promised. It would be accomplished. I guided him to the bedroom, fumbling with his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and belly, slipped off his shoes and socks and jeans. Quickly, before he could dissent, his briefs came off, too. The sweaty, spermy scent of uninfected manhood wafted to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his delicious masculine aroma. I licked relentlessly, eliciting louder and louder moans from his throat. I knew I was going to bareback him, even if he didn't, yet. I buried my face in his balls, then beneath them, inching further and further down, teasing my tongue into the lush crevice between his buns. "What are you doing?" he gasped! Young guys often have no idea of the power of rimming. I knew that he was on the verge of such sexual ecstasy that he would be unable to resist as I pumped hot poz jizz deep into his youthful gut. I pulled out all the stops, and thrust my tongue deep into his succulent hole, regarding it as a precious delicacy to be savored until all the flavor had been extracted. He moaned and thrust his ass into the air with abandon. I knew it was time. "I don't use condoms," I announced, as he ground his hips into my face. He went limp for a moment, contemplating the risks and rewards. When he moaned again, I knew I had his assent. I lubed up quickly and mounted him, raising his legs to my shoulders, a diseased ribbon of precum pointing the way to his prized, neg hole. Gently I entered him, thrusting in and out, each time penetrating him deeper, till at last my pubic hair brushed his ass cheeks. As I looked in his eyes, I suspected this was his first bareback fuck, and that my poz load would likely impregnate him. I fucked slowly and passionately, the way men are meant to ride boys, raw and deep, then faster and faster, plunging harder and vigorously, getting closer and closer to exploding my poison jizz deep within this beautiful man’s gut. My cock plugged him relentlessly, prepared to fertilize his virgin cunt with a potent load of poison man-sperm. I started to cum. I plugged his succulent ass so heartily that the bed squawked in protest. The boy’s head slammed against the headboard, but he was oblivious. He had a heated, vigorous stallion inside him, and all he wanted was cock. My raw jizz exploded, impregnating the innermost recesses of his gut, infiltrating his bloodstream, melding into every vital organ. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of poison I had to offer. His tight, puckered asshole devoured it greedily, not wasting a drop, wanting more and more. So I dry-fucked him twice more—each time his lacerated mancunt more receptive to my virus-laden spunk.

If not predisposition, then perspective, and perspective is everything in the way humans interpret society. In this case, the prevailing perspective that the white race benefited from the institution of slavery, and those benefits persist to the present day, reflected in continued social and economic inequity. This is arguably true; the consequences undeniably favor Caucasians by most any metric. What follows, then, is an interesting question. If we assume that the benefits of the white-established society accrue to whites, what are the implications of the fact that in 2044 white people are no longer expected to be in the majority? This won’t mean that all the systems established by white, legacy-of-slave-owner-society are abolished; it will simply mean that those benefits that accrued from the institution of slavery will then accrue to People of Color as well. One might say, Well, it’s about time they got a little of their own back, but that’s not how it works - it’s still modern people benefiting from the enslavement of others in the past. They just happen to have skin closer in color now. Full disclosure: I’m white as paste. I’m see-thru white. My family is all from Appalachia (God help us). I do a lot of genealogy, and I have never found an ancestor who owned a slave. Except for one. He owned one slave, and I know this because there is a photograph of the enslaved man in a book of local history. I cannot bear to look at it. It makes me viscerally sick. The shame is almost unbearable, and this is five generations later. No doubt this will gratify some People of Color, who will say, Good - you should be ashamed because your ancestor owned a slave. But what if my son or daughter marries a Black person (fine by me) and their child one day looks at that book of local history? That child is as much Black as White, and the child’s heritage is equal parts oppressed and oppressor. Should that child feel shame because her ancestor owned a slave and she benefits from the society built on the institution? How should she feel if she delves into genealogy and discovers that a 7th-generation ancestor on one side actually owned a 7th-generation ancestor on the other? (Genealogy is a perilous hobby.) The thing about genealogy is that you start to see how everyone is connected to everyone else - there really is ultimately no us and them. Blood mixes readily, and in ways you don’t expect, and it doesn’t unmix. The Melting Pot here is only going to get more mixed, and harder to sort out who should be ashamed of what. By the way, above you say that those who weren’t against slavery were perfectly fine with the status quo. Lincoln wasn’t. He was neither for nor against it, and he sure as hell wasn’t happy with the status quo, because he could read the tea leaves - the country was a cultural powder keg. I neither think the war was a property dispute nor an economic issue, but a cultural reckoning that was always inevitable because no human society founded on disequilibrium and the deprivation of human need can endure. The endemic channeling of those things that humans require for self-actualization to a segment of the population, coupled with its sharp denial to another, built an unsustainable rising pressure within the society, from which all other complications derived. I fear we see a not dissimilar dynamic playing out in the modern day.

I am straight, I clean Airbnbs and found a used condom in the trash last month, i don’t know what came over me but I felt I had to taste the cum inside. it was a much bigger load than I can produce, I first stuck my finger in it and tasted it, it wasn’t so bad. so I made it inside out and jerked off, Just as I came I sucked all the cum out of it and swallowed it all, what a thrill. I now search through the trash every time.

I was 14 and he was late 30s. I knew him well (he was my buddy's dad) and I'd been sucking his cock and swallowing his loads for quite a while. He said I was ready to take his cock up my ass. I really wanted it. He lubed my hole real well with spit and very slowly penetrated me. It wasn't painful - maybe a bit uncomfortable. His cock felt massive going up my ass and when he was Balla deep in me I felt so stretched and full but he was very careful and fucked me slowly. It wasn't very long before he shot his load. He stayed inside me until he got soft. So, no pain and a great introduction to fucking

Mmm... 12 or 13, if memory serves. It's how I first learned how cruisy mall restrooms (especially JC Penny) could be. I used to entertain myself by reading all the stall graffiti, and I kept consistently seeing "tap foot for BJ". One family trip to the mall, I saw the guy in the stall next door tappa-tappa-tapping his foot, and figured out what he wanted. A few moments later he was on his knees and sliding some nice meat under the stall. I spent the rest of that trip in the restroom, sucking strangers like a fiend.

And, given that the plot is set up in a context where no UEqualsU or PrEP are available, the gifter can claim the boy as his for sure!

I'd love to see where this goes

I get your point to a certain degree, but your post reeks of pre-sexual revolution ideas like women not wanting to have sex outside of marriage or a committed relationship. The idea that straight men can't freely have lots of sex is by no means universal. And as for straight men not having raw sex: Dude, that's exactly why the pill was invented (and it's been around for 60 years), and even beyond that, the huge number of unintended pregnancies - whether carried to completion or not - kinda makes the point that there's an awful lot of bare sex going on with straight people. Maybe it's true that on average, a typical straight guy won't get as much random sex as a typical gay guy, but even averages can be misleading. I know a buttload of gay men who won't hop into bed (figuratively speaking) with random guys, saving sex for someone they're actually interested in dating. And I know quite a few women who have no problem sleeping with a guy at a first encounter if she finds him attractive enough.

Chapter 7 The men lay in a sex daze for some time on the bed before Jason instructs his son to get up. “Son I’m so proud of your acceptance of your new role and the intense changes that are taking place. Now It is time for the next stage. Although, your lean muscular body advertises you as a submissive jock slut, I think we need to emphasize it by shaving you body from the neck down. Tyler and I will take you into he bathroom shave you. Your hairlessness will emphasize you as my submissive jock son, contrasted by my dominant hairy muscular frame.” Jason explained. “Oh dad that’s so hot”, Jake said earnestly. The men proceeded to the large walk-in shower. Tyler and Jason massaged shaving lotion all over Jake’s body and shaved every hair from his dick, balls, ass, legs and chest. They both took special attention on Jake’s hole shaving closely to his jockpussy lips and grazing the tender skin causing a few small cuts to form. As they did this they fingered his now smooth hole massaging the fresh poz load in his hole into the small newly formed abrasions. This aroused all three men. After the shave was completed they all washed themselves with in the hot steamy shower. Then all three went to the small sauna adjacent the cabin. There Jason and Tyler relaxed in the sauna as Jake knelt in front of the hairy, imposing men, Taking turning sucking on each man’s cock while they laid back tweaking their nipples, encouraging the obedient muscle jock to earn his ‘breakfast’. As the men reached climax the now smooth teen guzzled down their dirty loads demonstrating his new role as their new submissive cum hungry jock slut.

If you need training let me know I’ll help you be your true self

Chapter 7: The Experiment Joey looked curiously at the blank stare on Dean’s face as he examined the print-out. “What is it, Dean?” The answer he got was the last thing he expected. “Nora… Nora Ludlow. Joey – we’re cousins.” “Whaaa…? No fucking way!” “We are. Third cousins…, let me see…, yeah, that’s right. Third cousins once removed.” “How do you figure?” “Nora Ludlow is my great-great-grandmother, all the way through the maternal line.” Joey thought about that for a second. “So she’s Deidra’s great-grandmother.” “Yes, she is. Mom told Dayna and I about some of the things she’d learned or guessed about Nora, and I found more when I did my Ancestry research – probably the same things you’ve found.” Joey took a minute or so to ponder that one. “So this means that we presume that any descendant of Nora Ludlow, through her female descendants, would have some sort of shifting powers just as the four of us do.” “That’s right – and it’s likely to be a broad field because Nora had no sons, but she had three daughters. Mom didn’t know anything about any of them except Lucy, the eldest, who was her grandmother.” “Margaret, the youngest, who was my great-great-grandmother, had five more daughters and one son who died young with no children.” “That’s a lot of potential lines of descent to try to trace. But if you’re up for it….” “Damn right I am, Dean. If I tackle all of Margaret’s descendants….” “…and I take on the middle sister – what was her name?” Dean glanced over the paper again. “I’ll handle Sarah’s family lines and see what turns up there.” “Are you going to tell Deidra and Dayna about this?” Joey asked. “I think not, at least not for now. Let’s see what we come up with and then report to them.” You’re a bit late for that! The indignant voice made Dean jump. “Dayna? Where are you?” At home. And I think you’ve got some nerve trying to cut me out of this hunting expedition that you two are busily planning. Dean was beyond astonished. It was unquestionably Dayna’s voice, her tones, her air of exasperation, and yet it was all in his head. That he knew at once, because Joey was staring at him as if he’d gone clear off his rocker. “Dean? Who are you talking to?” “It’s Dayna. I heard her voice – just like that voice that told us we were beginning to see the big picture. In my head… in my body… all through me, she was talking to me.” Joey’s eyes got big and round like dinner plates. “I didn’t hear her. I’m going to call her right now.” He picked up his phone and began to enter the PIN code. Put that thing down, Joey, we don’t need to use it. This time they both heard her. Dean shook his head in bewilderment, then got a grip on his fast-scattering sanity. And shot a thought back at her. Okay, this has gone beyond weird. Dayna, where at home are you? In my living room, ignoring the Netflix series I was watching until you guys interrupted me. The asperity in the tone of her thought was unquestionably authentic Dayna. Dean replied, also in thought. We’re coming over. Right now. Before anyone could protest, he grabbed Joey, blinked, and the two of them were sitting in Dayna’s apartment. Dayna looked at Joey. Joey, her thought said, can you talk to me like this? Dean just did it. Yes. Oh my God! To Joey’s own obvious astonishment, it had worked. What the hell has just happened to the three of us? All three of them stared blankly at each other, each giving a variant of the classic “don’t look at me” or “I didn’t do it” expression. Suddenly, another angle occurred to Joey. What about Deidra? I don’t know. Mom? Mom!!?? Mom? Are you there? Deidra? Can you hear me? Dayna shrugged, returning to spoken words. “Plainly, this doesn’t include her. At least, not yet. I’m sure of that because I suddenly came into the conversation with a snap – and I mean to say that I actually heard a kind of snapping or clicking sound – as soon as you mentioned the name of Nora Ludlow.” The conversation that followed kept right on rolling along, sometimes verbally, sometimes mentally, for a good solid three hours or more, long into the depths of the night. The theme went in circles, with whole patches of the discussion repeating themselves, often with the same things being said in the same words, but by different people. They ricocheted back and forth from Nora Ludlow to the mystery voice, from the powers of shifting to this sudden power of conversing in their thoughts. All of them were plainly struggling to grasp the strangeness of this event and wondering how much, if any, of it was connected to the lines of descent from Nora Ludlow which they were hoping to trace. Even more, they were struggling with the sense that any possible feeling of normality in their lives had just developed little feathered wings and flown out the window, never to return. In the end, it was Dayna who, returning again to words, tried to sum it all up. “So, this is what we’ve got clear so far. All three of us have suddenly developed a full-blown power to communicate with each other in thought. We hear it clearly in the form of words, spoken in each other’s voices, but with no one actually physically speaking. “So far, no one else seems to share it – specifically Mom. We are sure, though, that it almost certainly has something to do with the shifting power that we all inherited from, or by way of, Nora Ludlow. We don’t know why it’s just the three of us, but we have a theory that it connects Dean and I, because we’re twins, and Joey because he’s so closely bonded in love with Dean. Sound about right?” All three agreed that this pretty much summed up the picture as of that moment. And then, the picture was promptly turned on its head again as the strange voice which the boys had heard once before recurred in their heads – and, this time, in Dayna’s head too: You are experiencing the next stage of the experiment. You are surprised. It was to be expected. This was followed by what could only be described as a dry, sardonic chuckle. Much to his own surprise, Joey fired back. Who are you? Why are you doing this to us? The other two looked at him, aghast. It was as if Joey were questioning the voice of the gods, a thing that no sane, intelligent person should ever do. There came that ironic little laugh again. We are your future. We are not doing anything to you, except to help you continue your natural progress to the next stage of existence. Ask no questions of us. Ask yourselves. That final pair of commands was as definitive, as unyielding, as unmistakably authoritative as it could well be. The neutrality of the strange voice’s tone, because of its pleasant familiarity, made the force of the commands all the more startling. After that clear edict, they heard the voice no more at that time – although none of the three of them doubted that its owner was fully aware of their every thought and every word. That in itself was a mightily disconcerting realization. The most brutal dictators who had ever walked the earth had not known the capability of tracking a human being’s entire thought process as this anonymous “we” most certainly could do. After the voice had fallen silent, all three of them experienced a sudden, overwhelming sleepiness, just as Dean and Joey had felt when they had first heard it. The boys gave Dayna a quick hug and kiss, and then embraced and vanished. Dayna had just about enough conscious energy left to walk to her bedroom and kick off her slippers, then she dropped her bathrobe, hit the bed, and went out like a light. Dean and Joey, reappearing in their bedroom, didn’t last any longer, flopping onto their bed as soon as they’d removed their shoes, and falling sound asleep in the middle of a goodnight kiss. In the morning, all three of them were left wondering if they’d had a nightmare. But, as Joey soon pointed out when Dean made that suggestion, it would be a rather unusual dream if he and Dean had experienced the same one, and both of them were sure that Dayna would also recall it in vivid detail. So they had to accept that it had really happened. It was also Joey who suggested that they not conduct a lot of idle chatter in their thoughts, saving it for major or serious discussions – to which all three of them had agreed. As Joey himself said later, “I could just see myself, trying to explain to a passenger how to make a connection through Toronto airport for an international flight, and having a conversation about weekend dinner plans racketing around in my head at the same time!” Joey and Dayna were both grateful to have a day off, and Dean had called in and booked off sick for the day. That left them free to conduct the continuation of the meeting. Instead of using the “express route” as Joey liked to call it, the boys took the car, enjoying the brilliant sunshine during a leisurely drive down the old coastal highway, past the heights of Torrey Pines and the rugged cliffs of La Jolla. After some further conversation, stretching through much of the day, the three of them finally decided that the boys would carry on as they’d planned with digging into the lines of descent from Nora Ludlow. It would make sense, they all felt, if they had some idea how many people this thing encompassed. As Dayna observed, with a giggle, “It might even be good for a laugh if we find out that one of us is working with one of them.” They also reaffirmed the decision not to tell Deidra, unless she showed signs of thought communication as well. Meanwhile, Dayna said she would do some research of her own on the problem. She didn’t say what it would be. Dean growled that he couldn’t understand why she always wanted to be so mysterious and secretive, because he wasn’t like that at all. Joey decided to keep quiet about Dean’s long list of quiet little escapades through the years – and then realized that he and Dayna were both laughing at Dean. She knew, all right. That night, as they got undressed, Joey brought up another problem. “Dean, do you think anybody… somebody… might be listening in when we get into bed and start fucking?” Dean’s eyes got comically big and round. But he quickly recovered. “There’s not much doubt that the mystery voice can or could be listening in to every single moment of what’s going on in our lives and minds. No point worrying about that. Anyone else? I’m going to assume it’s a ‘No’ until I hear otherwise. Come on, Joey, I’m feeling rowdy -- and I’ll be damned if I’m going to give up on sex because of this. Besides, I’ve got something new I’d like to try out.” The next half-hour or so passed in a delightful state of experimentation of a totally different kind altogether. Dean’s “something new” turned out to be a new toy, a vibrating butt plug which could be inflated after being inserted. That brought it right up against Dean’s prostate with no trouble at all. Joey then had a field day, playing with the control knob to flick the speed up and down, driving Dean into a state of completely uncontrollable sexual abandon. It took less than ten minutes of this treatment to bring Dean to an earth-shattering orgasm: hands-free, vocal, and very loud. By now, Joey simply had to take a turn and feel for himself the sensations that were driving Dean into such a state of utter sexual madness. Joey was so horny himself by this time that it took only about three minutes, lying on his back with the toy vibrating inside him, and with Dean manipulating the speed control, before his mouth flew open and he cried out, “Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!” His cock jumped up and down above his abs as sperm flew out in every direction, while his hands were grabbing up fistfuls of the sheets and his head was slamming back and forth on the pillow. “Wow,” Dean said, watching in awe as Joey experienced this climax for the ages. “This thing really means business, doesn’t it?” “Never mind that, Dean, get over here and get inside me. I need your cock in my ass. Shove it in here and fuck my brains out!” Dean eased the toy out, and then slid his cock into Joey’s gaping ass. He began fucking Joey, hitting his prostate on each stroke, and suddenly Joey’s head was slamming from side to side on the pillow again and he was crying in ecstasy as Dean’s cock kept nailing the button. Dean only needed five minutes of steady fucking to build up and cum again inside Joey, but for that whole time Joey was flailing around on the bed in a continuous state of frantic arousal, his tunnel grabbing fiercely at Dean’s tool and his hands grasping and clawing at Dean’s back. His desperate, demanding passion got to Dean too, and drove him to plow Joey faster and faster, the two of them coupling together and fucking like wild animals until Dean at last erupted, blasting one of the biggest loads of his life inside Joey’s spasming ass, and then collapsing across Joey’s quivering body, the insane fucking motions finally slowing to a halt. They lay there, still joined together, both gasping for breath as their heart rates slowly declined back to normal. Joey gasped. “Damn, I feel like I’ve just been fucked by Superman!” Dean chuckled. “Hmm, there’s a thought for a career move.” “My ass is going to be sooo sore in the morning.” “How do you think my back will feel? You really should trim your nails more often!” The two of them got out of bed long enough for Joey to check Dean’s back and kiss some of the scratches to make them better, adding some ointment for good measure to one or two of the deeper ones. Then they went back to bed and fell asleep, cuddled up together. When they woke up in the morning, both of them were feeling much happier, and by a very wide margin. So was Dayna, when she called them later that day to talk about future plans. That’s when the boys let her know they were going away on a holiday together, for two weeks. “A holiday? A holiday??? We’ve got this huge research problem on our hands and you two are going away on a flipping holiday???” “Just for the record, Dayna, because of Joey’s crazy work schedule, this two weeks is actually going to be the longest number of consecutive days we’ve ever spent together. A little minor detail you may have overlooked when you were pushing us so hard to become officially a couple.” There was a moment’s silence before Dayna replied. “You’re right – and I’m sorry. Yes, I get it. You two really need an extended chance to actually get to know each other in depth and detail.” Joey chuckled. “Detail, certainly. Depth? Umm, Dean’s already got that covered pretty thoroughly.” “Joey!” Dayna was plainly cringing. “Too Much Information!” They all laughed at that shot, and then Dayna went on. “So, where are you going? Inquiring minds want to know!” “We’re starting off with a week at a quiet place in Mexico, Isla Holbox, and then we’re flying to Miami and picking up a gay cruise for the second week.” “Sounds like a pretty wild time, boys. Joey, you’d better be careful on that cruise, don’t let some younger hottie come along and steal Dean away from you!” “I’m not actually too worried about that. Not to sound too smug or anything, but after all, Dayna, you have to admit that I have assets that none of the hotties who are going to be on the cruise can even touch.” That made all of them laugh again. The first week of their holiday was a time of pure magic for the two of them. A small quiet resort on a lightly-populated island, full of beautiful beaches waiting to be discovered – it turned out to be the perfect place for Dean and Joey to get to know each other fully and to get in tune with each other’s vibes on all kinds of little details in life. Awesome meals of freshly-caught seafood punctuated long, idle hours on the beaches and snorkeling expeditions in the crystal-clear waters. It turned out to be just the week they needed, both of them, to set aside the sometimes-frantic pace of their daily lives and slip into a quieter mode where there was always more than enough time for each other, and for whatever they felt like doing from day to day. Each night ended with them sharing time together in their private plunge pool, with a nightcap, and then climbing into the super-oversized bed in their cottage and sleeping in each other’s arms – sometimes after a good resounding fuck, sometimes not. The gay cruise was another matter altogether. On a ship which could nominally carry three thousand passengers, there were something like four thousand men actually on hand. Every third and fourth berth, every sofa bed, had been sold, and there were times when it seemed like the entire four thousand had all gathered in the same place – usually the big three-decks-deep open well around the two main swimming pools. On the days at sea, those areas were standing room only, all day, every day. Port days were a bit calmer, but only a bit. Nights were rowdy as hell, too, with parties going on in every public space, and every hall featuring a handful of cabins (or more) from which the sounds of slapping flesh, groaning voices, and “aw, fucks” emerged for everyone to hear. Dean and Joey were far from being shrinking violets in this crowd. They might have been a newly-minted couple, but their appetite for playing around wasn’t slaked by any means. The only rule they’d set ahead of time for themselves was that they would always play together, ensuring a string of threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes. Even in a jam-packed shipload of hot guys, Joey stood out as much for his confident manner as for his awesome skin tone, perfectly highlighted by a pale yellow speedo with G-string sides and a back seam that perfectly highlighted his ass crack, along with a matching tank top also featuring minimal sides. Dean wasn’t about to be left behind, either, even if his more assorted pool gear wasn’t quite as eye-catching. It was on the fourth day that Dean asked Joey, in their cabin, if it wasn’t tedious wearing the same thing every day. Joey wordlessly opened his bag, showing Dean three identical swimsuits and tank tops. Both of them also came up with suitably stylish and eye-catching evening outfits. The fun began the very first night out, when Dean and Joey were approached at the Midnight Swim Party by a cute young pair of twinks, one Black and one Asian. Both boys took every opportunity to turn around and rub their lush asses against Dean’s and Joey’s bulges, making it perfectly obvious what they wanted. Joey was inclined to be cautious. “How old are you fellows?” Adrian answered, “We’re both twenty-one – had to be that old to get our own cabin.” Dean looked at Joey, caught his eye, winked, and Joey nodded eagerly. “Come to our cabin, boys?’ The twinks, whose names were Lamar (the black one), and Adrian (the Asian one), eagerly followed along. In no time flat, they were up on all fours on the bed, their swimsuits in a heap on the floor, and Joey and Dean were eating ass for all they were worth. Meanwhile, Lamar was showing an active streak of his own, maneuvering around until he could reach Adrian and begin making out with him. Dean was the first one to up his game. As soon as he felt the ass he was eating begin to loosen, he pushed Lamar flat on his face on the bed. Then he placed his cock in between those beautifully rounded ass cheeks, teasing Lamar’s hole until Lamar began begging for it. That’s when Dean leaned on him, sliding slowly into that cute little boy hole. As soon as Joey felt Adrian’s ass softening and opening, he noticed that Dean was already beginning to fuck Lamar. Joey stood up and rolled Adrian onto his back, telling him to lift his legs up. Then Joey planted his cock against Adrian’s knot and pushed slowly into him, opening him up and wrenching a loud groan out of Adrian’s throat. Before long, the two older men were hammering hard into the tight asses of the two younger ones, butt-blasting them for all they were worth. It was Joey who first asked Adrian, “I’m gonna cum – where do you want it?” Adrian gasped, “Inside me, dammit – give me your whole load up inside me!” Lamar was right behind him. “Fuck, yeah, I want that sperm deep in my ass.” It was all Joey and Dean needed to hear. Working almost in sync, they pounded harder and harder and then let it fly. Joey shot first, but Dean was only seconds behind him. Dean liked to keep fucking and driving as he spurted inside Lamar’s hole, but Joey preferred to just jam it all the way in and let Adrian feel his cock flexing in the hole as his seed pumped, shot by shot, into Adrian’s young fuck tunnel. Lamar moaned, “Keep fucking me, I’m almost there.” But Dean stopped dead, looked at Joey for a moment, and then barked, “Switch!” “Oh, fuck,” Adrian groaned with considerable feeling as Dean slammed into him moments after Joey had pulled out. Lamar, too, was plainly enjoying the feeling of Joey’s cock stroking him in some different places from where he’d been feeling Dean previously. The second fuck went on a lot longer. Lamar came quickly, but immediately started stroking his cock again, ready and willing to go for another load. Dean pulled out of Adrian for a minute, and said, “Let’s see you two in a sixty-nine while we start fucking you again.” Adrian crawled on top of Lamar, sucking his big cock deep, and dropping his own tool down into Lamar’s mouth. Before long, the two youngsters were sucking eagerly on each other as Dean and Joey fucked them into next year, creating a wild scene that would have done credit to a porn movie. Lamar actually came down Adrian’s throat, and had Adrian swallowing his load, but immediately pushed his cock back into Adrian’s mouth. That set Adrian off too, giving Lamar a load to swallow. Adrian, too, immediately shoved his tool back into Lamar’s mouth. Finally, Dean felt his second load starting to move up into position and warned Joey. “I’m about to cum again – let’s give these guys their rewards.” Joey nodded agreement, and the two of them began pounding fast and furiously enough to cause the younger fellows to leave off their cock sucking. This time it was Dean who came first, pumping a more-than-respectable load into Adrian’s no-longer-tight ass, while Joey blew off into Lamar’s butt only seconds later, again depositing a big wad of cum into a young ass. For the last act, Dean and Joey moved up, sucking their combined loads out of the boys’ asses, and then crawling up over them to drizzle all the cum down into their mouths and make out, swapping cum with their two bottoms and with each other, until all that combined flood of cum had been thoroughly mixed and completely swallowed. An even wilder scene unfolded on the last full day of the trip, a sea day. As Dean and Joey lay together by the smaller pool at the stern, a shadow fell across them. They both looked up to see an awesomely muscled giant bear looking at them with a meaning smile. “Hey, fellows,” he said in a deep, rumbling voice, “my buddy and would love to have some fun with you two. You up for it?” Again, they looked at each other, nodded, and gathered up their stuff, following the muscle bear to the door into the ship’s interior, where an older but equally impressive guy waited for them. It was a short walk down two flights of stairs, and along the hall to a door of one of the stern-facing cabins. It was a suite, still compact but much bigger than their own, and with a beautiful broad balcony facing out over the stern. “I’m Matt and this is Greg,” the stud rumbled at them. Joey headed immediately into Matt’s arms and began making out with him, while Greg took Dean over to the bed and began undressing him right away. Once Dean’s t-shirt and speedo were on the floor, he knelt down and began gumming and sucking on the bulge in Greg’s shorts. It had looked big already when he started, but it kept getting even bigger and harder as he worked on it, until Dean began wondering what in hell he had let himself in for. Dean figured it was time to find out. He locked his fingers into the waistband, pulled out and untied the drawstrings, and eased Greg’s shorts down, releasing a thick snake that was already well past eight inches, and still growing. He went to suck on it and found that he was going to have to just about dislocate his jaw to get the thickness of that tool into his mouth. Glancing over at Joey for a moment, he saw Joey bent over with a delirious look on his face as Matt went right to town at kissing and eating his ass. Then Greg slapped Dean, lightly but definitely. “I’m over here, boy,” he snapped, and Dean instinctively responded, “Yes, sir.” He struggled to open his mouth far enough, but that big cock was defeating him. He managed to get the head and the first three inches or so of the shaft into his mouth but then he ran out of room. Greg snapped again, “Deeper, boy!” Dean tried but failed. “Matt, send that other boy over here so he can show his buddy how to do it right.” Joey joined Dean, down on his knees in front of Greg, and opened his mouth. Somehow or other, Joey managed to drop his jaw farther than far, and got that huge tool into his mouth and most of it down his throat before it stuck. He backed off a bit to breathe, then proceeded to slide up and down on it while Dean watched in awe. But now Matt wanted a share of the action. “Don’t just sit there watching him, boy. Get over here and give mine some attention.” Dean began sucking on Matt’s eight-incher, grateful that this tool was not quite as monumental, but he didn’t feel relieved as he felt sure that both of them would be expected to take both of these big cocks up the ass before the afternoon was over. That happened sooner than later. Matt grabbed Dean under the armpits, pulled him to his feet, spun him around, and marched him out the door onto the balcony. He then bent Dean over the Plexiglas railing, and just like that his cock was prodding at Dean’s ass. Dean breathed deeply, willing his hole to relax, trying to make all his muscles go slack. Matt was a considerate fucker, for such a big guy. He took his time pushing into Dean, going slowly, letting Dean get accustomed to him one inch at a time. And there they were, completely naked, fucking away in broad daylight, on a balcony overlooking the wake of the ship. Dean’s moaning soon attracted an audience. Guys were peering around the dividers at both ends of the balcony from the adjacent suites. A couple of guys in the room below were looking up, right into his face, as Matt plowed him. A phone was poking around the corner, filming the encounter. Matt ignored them all, and Dean did his best. Having an audience, though, was turning him on so much that he soon came, hands-free, his juice dripping down on the deck as Matt continued driving deep inside him, fucking the load right out of him. In minutes he could tell that he was going to cum again. Meanwhile, back in the cabin, Joey wasn’t quite as lucky. When Greg was ready for it, he was ready to go now, and Joey had only a slight chance to try to let his butt go slack before Greg gave his cock a mighty shove, burying it deep into Joey’s hole. “Fuck!” Joey screamed, but Greg slapped his face and growled, “Shut up and take it, boy!” Joey gritted his teeth and hung on, gasping for breath and trying not to think of the pain. And there they were, pushed down into near-identical positions, one over the edge of the bed and one over the balcony railing, with these two big musclemen plundering their asses. Luckily, it didn’t last too much longer. Matt came first, pounding hard into Dean’s hole and fucking another load out of Dean as he was filling his ass up. Then Greg bellowed and fired a big load up inside Joey. As soon as the two of them pulled out, Dean grabbed his swimsuit and pulled it on, handing Joey’s swimsuit to him, and the two of them got out of there as fast as they could go. “What the fuck is wrong with all the wimps on this fucking ship? Gay guys are supposed to like huge cocks, aren’t they?” That was Greg’s voice behind them as the door closed. Joey shook his head in dismay. Greg had too obviously formed his ideas of man-to-man sex from watching porn videos. The big, muscled idiot was completely oblivious to all the advance preparation that made it possible for the porn actors to take a large, hard cock shoved right into them like that. Probably just newly out of the closet -- and at his age, too. Dean led Joey to duck into a doorway recess of another cabin, and then got him back to their own room by the express route. Joey was bravely holding back his tears of pain until they got there, and Dean put his arms around him. Then he cried it out, with Dean holding and comforting him. That was the end of any playing around on their holiday. The next morning, when it was time to disembark, they looked at each other’s sleepy faces and slumping shoulders. “Dean, we should have done Holbox after the cruise. Right now is when we need the R&R. As it is, I’m gonna need a holiday to recover from my holiday.” Once they were back home, Joey had to go to the doctor to get treated for the ripping of his anus, and it took quite a while to heal. It made going back to work uncomfortable for him as well, for the first few days. The Saturday after they got home from their holiday, Dayna called. Her opening words to Dean were: “I have work for you fellows to do. Write this down.” “Wait…? What…? Dayna, how about a ‘hello’ or something?” She laughed. “Sorry, I’m kind of in my prime efficiency mode tonight. Anyway, there are two things I need both of you to do. One is to get hold of and read a novel by John Wyndham, called The Chrysalids.” “I’ve heard of it,” Dean said. “For all of us, I consider it essential reading. More differences than similarities, but still….” “Noted. What’s the other one?” “This one’s a little tougher, but if I can find some channel streaming it, I’ll let you know. It’s a sci-fi movie from the 1980s called Starman.” “Starman… wait a minute, that’s what Nora said when….” “That’s right. Just from what I’ve read about it, and from seeing the trailer, I think it would repay a couple of hours spent watching it.” “I’ll have a look around too.” It took less time than he expected. Within the hour, Dayna called again. “Hey, I’ve found where I can stream that film and I have it set up and ready to go. You want to come over and watch with me? Old-fashioned movie date?” Dean chuckled. “Let me just check with Joey.” He walked to the other room, asked Joey, got an assent, and came right back on. “Yup, we’re in. When?” “Is 7:00 okay for you?” “Fine. See you then.” A few hours later, after a supper of pizza and beer and after watching Starman, the three of them were in a very thoughtful mood. “You know, I can’t help wondering,” Dean began, “what would happen next? After the end of the movie? They slept together and then he… it… left. But when they slept together, the alien was in the form of a human male. Could he have gotten her pregnant? And if he did, what would the child be like? And, most of all… what if something like that happened to Nora Ludlow?” “Dean, you’re thinking that maybe…?” “I’m thinking that what’s happened to all of us, this ‘experiment,’ the voice called it, may have begun with a deliberate impregnation of one human woman by – well, by whatever the “us” is – taking the form of a man.” “And the consequences have continued to rebound through each subsequent generation.” Dayna picked up that thread. “If that’s what happened, then the continuing consequences are intentional. I don’t think that we would be seen as part of the ‘experiment’ if we weren’t meant to happen in the first place.” “I agree,” Dean put in. Then Joey went in another direction. “And here’s my thought. Do you think someone connected with that film – one of the writers, maybe, is in that genealogical chart we’re working on, or knew someone who was – someone who talked? That maybe whatever happened to Nora Ludlow was the inspiration for the whole film?” That left all three of them with some ideas to ponder as the boys headed home. They had even more to think about a couple of weeks later, when both of them had taken the time to sit down and read The Chrysalids. It left Joey in an uncommonly sombre mood. “That was frightening. Dean, this book is a real warning to us. Religious fanaticism aside, we could easily find ourselves being hunted down and then put into the hands of teams of government scientists in some secret facility, trying to figure out what makes us tick.” “Right back when I first found out, Joey, and that’s over fifteen years ago now, Dayna warned me about that possibility. Made some rather vivid comments about dissection tables, or something of that sort. But you’re right, this book makes it seem both more real and more imminent. So does that movie, Starman. We don’t exactly need to panic – we could easily get paranoid about the whole thing – but we definitely need to be aware, and careful.”

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I needed money. After finishing high school, I tried to hold down a couple normal jobs, at fast food places and the like. It just wasn't for me though. I can't stand routine. So I looked into alternative ways to make money. Online searches pointed me in one clear direction; I should make an Onlyfans. I always had guys staring at me. I literally could not go to the mall alone without guys clearly staring at my chest, ass, and god forbid I sit down in a skirt. I knew there were tons of creeps who liked me, so why not make a quick buck off of them? I started innocent enough, only showing clothed pictures. They were mostly skin tight things, and soon I put up a few shots of bikinis. Guys were clambering to buy my pics, and soon they were messaging me too. I'd get things like 'FUCK you're sexy' or 'Jesus I want to pound you', and the most common 'How much can I pay to see that pussy?' I had told myself I wasn't going to post any nudes, as I didn't want my face to get out there, but some of these guys were offering $100 for each pic, and I was lucky to get five bucks off the bikini pics. I tried to tell them no, and instead go further into kinky texting with them, but that just made them want it further. I now had a couple dozen guys promising me cash for nudes. Eventually I decided 'fuck it, my family isn't going to see me anyway.' and I took put up some nudes. Within days, I had made thousands. More money than I'd had in my whole life. This was the beginning of an addiction. Over the next several months, I got good. I knew exactly what to say to make a guy cum. I had practice with all my guys fetishes, and I was starting to develop some of my own. Even when I was away from home I kept my phone on me. I'd be riding on the bus while 8 guys were texting me what they wanted to do to my body. I had gotten so used to it, I don't think I could have lived without it. I needed these guys constant affirmation, and also their denigration. Past that, I also needed their money. I had gotten used to being able to buy whatever I wanted, and I sure as shit wasn't going back to the life of a poor young woman. My life started to change after a single event in a lingerie store. I had started to frequent this place to find more outfits for my fans. As I was browsing, I noticed this guy had entered, and was staring straight at me. I kept browsing, pretending not to notice. It was extremely creepy, but I also like the attention. Have I mentioned how I need guys constantly fawning over me? A few seconds later I look back, and he's still staring. Good, let him stare. I decide to bend over to view something on a lower shelf, which not-so-subtly lifted up the back of my skirt. I turn my head slightly to see if he's watching, and he is... coming over. He is literally walking over to me. I stand up straight. I was used to guys staring at me, and they'd often cat call me, but an actual conversation? I had spent so long texting, I didn't even know if I could hold a conversation in real life. Even in the occasional videos I made, they were always one way, where I'd talk to the camera. I tried to go back to browsing, hoping he'd walk past; but no luck. He walked straight up to me. "It's me, Dan, we chat all the time online.' I recognized him now. Not from his face, I have no idea what his face looks like as he only ever sent dick pics, but I only texted a few guys named Dan, and only one was a ginger. I hadn't ever seen an actual fan in real life. I have dozens of hardcore big spenders; even with that, the country is big, what are the chances any of them would live near me? "Oh, Dan, nice to see you." "Hey, you know this place has a back, right? How about you and I go over and do all those things we always talk about?" Dan asked. This was a definite no for me. My big secret was that I hadn't actually done anything with a guy, ever. I had gotten kind of good at pretending to give blow jobs, as I often had to suck a dildo in videos for guys, but I hadn't actually ever done that before. Also, Dan was a little crusty, and old. I tried to let him down easy. "No Thanks, I tend to get the most enjoyment from sexting." Dan was indefatigable. He said "Oh I know what you mean. I never cum from in person encounters." "Never?" I asked, skeptically. "A guy like you must get a ton of girls," (this was a lie) "and I'm sure you cum for some of them." "Nope" Dan replied. "I bet even you couldn't make me cum in real life." I tried to get him to back down by stepping forward so my lips were only an inch away from his face, then grabbing his crotch area. I could feel his raging boner. "Nope, not even you." Dan said. This fucking liar. "fine, lets go." I yanked him by his collar in the direction of the backrooms. I had never been, and I was surprised at how incredibly disgusting it was. Everything looked oily, like it was covered in an almost imperceptibly thin layer of bodily fluid. Unfortunately for me, I fucking loved being near other peoples bodily fluids. I pulled Dan into a room, shut the door, and immediately pulled down his pants. I was normally the sub in these fantasies, but this guy had pissed me off AND made me horny. I needed this cum. I pulled a bottle of lube out of my purse, worked it through my hands, and started going to town. I was trying to do get him to cum with the least amount of effort, as I didn't want to lose my BJ virginity, or worse, on something like this. Dan said "oh yeah, that feels good. But I'm going to need more than that." he started to reach for my skirt, but no, he didn't deserve that yet. I grabbed his hand and put it on my tit instead, then started passionately kissing his face. He smelt as bad as he looked, but I needed this man to cum. His breathing started getting louder and louder for a bit, but then it started coming down again. Fuck, I was losing him. I decided I had no choice now. I knelt down on the ground, grasped his prick with both hands (guys like it when it seems like you're struggling with the size of their member) and I started sucking. It was slow at first, only managing to get the head into my mouth, but as I got used to the taste I started pushing it further down my throat. After a few minutes, I had worked the whole thing in and I was starting to make the motions; up and down, while sucking and using my tongue liberally. Dan put one hand on the back of my head, holding me down. I could barely breathe, but I was so turned on by his dominance finally coming out. With my head so low though, I was at an odd angle to keep kneeling, so I had to stand my feet up and lean over to get a better angle. When I did so, Dan's other hand came in, grabbed me by a leg, and pulled my ass to him. He then reached his hand under my skirt and started feeling around my panties. "Fuck your wet." Dan said. 'Fuck me' I thought he's found my secret. "If you don't make me cum with your lips, you know what we'll have to use next?" He said, as he slid on finger under my panties. Fuck. I did not want to lose my virginity here. I started sucking faster, giving all my tongue and my hands into this blowjob. Dan stuck his second finger under my panties and started fingering my pussy. I let out a loud moan as he did. Without meaning, his prick somehow slipped even further into my throat so I was full-on deepthroating him. I couldn't even breath as he is rapidly sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy while his other hand is still slamming me down on his cock. Finally, I feel him expand. I know what that means. I let out a moan of ecstasy as he explodes in my mouth. I relish ever drop of that delicious, salty victory. "God damn. That was so fucking hot." Dan said, sliding back in his seat. He looked dead from the experience. I stand up, satisfied in myself, though also extremely horny. I can satisfy myself though, as normal. I move to leave, and I notice Dan's bag by the door. It was positioned on the only other chair, and oddly, his phone seemed to be popping out of the top. I look behind me; Dan literally looks like he passed out. I decide to take a peak and I pull out his phone. As I turn it around, I realize the camera is on. This mother fucker was recording the whole thing. What the fuck?!? Well fuck him if he thinks he can record me for his own profit. I quickly send the video to me, then delete it from his phone and leave. On the ride home, I find a spot in the back of the bus and watch the video. It is so fucking hot. I could barely keep from masturbating right there on the bus. Somehow, I make it home and do my business. Afterwards, I get to thinking though, this is high quality content. People routinely paid for videos where I was only masturbating, but where I actually gave a BJ? This could be worth a shit ton. I told some of my regulars the whole story and asked what the video was worth. From their replies, I gathered that it was worth a freaking lot. I set the price at $1,000, and within an hour I had a cool extra $30k in my bank. Just to be clear, that is $30,000. Like, I've earned more than that overall, but it normally took at least a few weeks to get that much. In one night? It was insanity. And more than that, one topic kept coming back from my regulars. They loved the blow job, but they really loved the whole idea of it. This guy, fighting not to cum, and if he can actually manage, he gets further with me? Even if I don't want them to get further/ It was hot. Guys loved it. Guys were willing to pay more for it. That started my next big plan. I gave my city (which I won't give here) and I told guys to send a pic and sign up if they wanted to take a chance. It wasn't prostitution, because I wasn't charging them; I was going to make money off the video sales. Obviously, many, many guys signed up. A lot of them sent pics, and most of these guys actually looked like of hot. Like they were fit, toned, and they probably thought that was what I was looking for. Unfortunately for them, I figured that good looking guys are probably also more experienced and therefore, can last much longer. I was afraid if they lasted too long, I might have to do something I didn't want to do. Something risky. So I was looking for the least attractive. The ones that were crusty and maybe old too. It helped that I had a huge fetish for nasty men. After looking through the pics of the uglier ones, I decided on this one guy. He was black, a little older, and he looked extremely thin. Like you could see way too many of his bones. He also seemed to have a few of these weird little black marks on his body. He would do nicely. I sent him a message, and we settled on a date and decided to do it in this dank motel nearby. I realized this could be putting myself in a bad situation though, as it is even less public than the lingerie store; if he tried to force me to do things, I didn't think I could stop him. I figured out how to get around this though; instead of making the video, then selling it later, I would make it a live stream. That way, if he tried to assault me against my will, my fans could call someone to help. The day of the event was only a few days later. I got there early, to set up. I opened my live stream to look at ticket sales. I had a good 30 people watching, each for $1,000 each! God I love money. I felt kind of bad though, as I was probably going to make this guy cum in 30 seconds. It wouldn't be nearly as good as the last one. I didn't have long to ponder this, as the guy finally showed up. I asked his name, but he said I should just call him 'Tim', and he made it seem like that wasn't his real name. He had this thick accent, so I assumed he was from somewhere in Africa. I asked "Okay, Tim, would you like get down to business?" Tim said "First, you sure you can make me cum?" "You like girls?" I reply "Yes." "Then Yes, I can make you cum." I said. "And that will be quickly, yes? Before we get to the sex? I do not want to put my babies in you." This was an odd line of questioning, but I answered "Don't worry, while I'm not on birth control, I assure you it won't get that far." I had brought condoms anyway, just in case it did of course. "Oh good, but birth control wouldn't protect me from all my babies anyway." I tilted my head at him, confused. He leaned forward to clarify: "You see, I have AIDS." I stood up abruptly. I was trying to think of a reply, of a way to get out of this, but I couldn't think quickly enough. He just looked at me and said "You said you would make me cum. You promised, even. Since you can't get my disease from a hand-job, why not try that? Surely there is no harm in it?" I looked at the laptop, behind which were dozens of guys who had paid to watch this, and to whom I would have to refund if I didn't go through with it. I decided fine, I would give him a hand job, as that was safe, then I'd be done with it. I motioned him to the bed. I was wearing a loose pink skirt with a tight pink top that accentuated by breasts. Tim took off his pants and underwear, then laid on the bed next to me. I got out a bit of lube and started stroking his dick. It was surprisingly large for such a thin man, and I started using two hands to get it all. After a few minutes of stroking, Tim reached over and started fondling my breasts. He was still outside the shirt, but when he tried to go in I swatted his hand away. He said "Come on, you want me to come faster or not?" which was sound logic, so I moved my hand back to his prick and he reached inside my shirt. Within seconds he was groping my tits. He had this way of moving his finger around my nipple that actually seemed, stimulating? I moaned a little. It was at that moment that I had a realization: I was incredibly horny. I thought it was fear before, and it was, but that fear had collected itself and somehow moved directly into my pussy which was SOPPING wet. I started getting more into the hand job, actually enjoying it now. "Come on, suck it." Tim said. But I didn't want to risk it. I didn't want to risk any of his toxic cum in my body, even my mouth. "No." I said "You can make due with this." "Well at least get closer, so you can use more strength." he said, as he pushed my body closer to his dick. As I was looking at it, I knew, I really, really, wanted to suck on it.. But I wasn't stupid, so I didn't. I did get close to it though, to better worship it's glory. As I did so, I inadvertently moved my pussy closer to his face. He saw the opportunity for what it was, and with one hand he grabbed my skirt and he used the other to reach in and move my panties to the side. Within about a second he had several fingers ramming into my pussy as I hunched over his dick. He was not being gentle about it either. It felt like he was cutting my insides, but that made me even hornierrrrrrr. Fuck it, it turns out I am stupid. I thought as I leaned forward and shoved his whole cock in my mouth. I will make this man cum if it is the last thing I do. He kept up the frantic pace with his fingers in my pussy as I kept my tongue and lips working up and down his massive shaft. He was moaning a little, but not as much as he should be. "Come on, why don't we take this further?" he asked. Was this guy crazy? No way was I taking it further. Technically this wasn't even fully safe. Vaginal would be suicide. I didn't reply, I just kept sucking, hoping he'd get there. Instead, he tightened one hand around my leg and used his other to start pulling my panties down my leg. I tried to close my legs, but it was far too late, I was too thin, and they came down easily. God damn it I thought. He better not try to stick it in. I was still on top of him though, so he couldn't easily do that from this position. I decided to keep my mouth on his prick for as long as it took, to make sure he didn't try putting it in other holes. As I was thinking that, he leaned forward and started pulling up my shirt, easing my arms through. When he tried to pull it over my head, it got stuck, as I was still trying to suck him off. I realized the problem though, and decided to stop for the second it took for him to get my shirt around my head. As I stopped sucking though, he pulled my shirt over my head, then grabbed my head and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I tried to fight, but he was strong and I was weak willed. I thought about yelling out the name of the motel we were at, so the viewers could send help, but fuck he was a good kisser. He moved one hand to massage my breasts, then he moved the other to start massaging my ass, before making it's way to my pussy again. By this point, we were sitting on the bed in a puddle of my making. He stops kissing me and moves his lips onto my neck, where he starts sucking. I go to do the same, but notice those black marks from before. He stopped sucking to say 'I hope you are not off put by my affliction. It is from my AIDS." He reminded me of it so casually, but I had already started viewing it differently. It was dangerous, but it was hot. I still tried to push him away, but he said "hey, hey now. You want me to cum? You know what really makes me cum?" I stop fighting and look at him. "Eating your flower." The way he said flower was 50% sweet, 50% creepy, and 200% hot. I figured that was safe, and apparently it would make him cum, so I accepted. I laid back and spread my legs. He moved his head between my legs and while making eye contact, started his tongue around my pussy lips. He was too good. Not good at hitting the right spots; he was an expert at not hitting the right spots. He spent several minutes circling around, refusing to enter or to touch my clit. I tried moving my body in a way so his tongue hit my G Spots, but he moved his tongue away, intentionally keeping me in suspense. "Please..." I begged "Oh, you see, now you know what it is to have Blue Balls." I finally realized he had done this on purpose. Brought me to the edge, so I couldn't think straight, but he refused to go over. He kept moving his head near my pussy, and I was following his mouth with my hips, trying to give him the right angle so he could dive his tongue back in, but he didn't. Instead, he slowly crawled up to meet my lips with his own. He kissed me and started stroking my hair. At this point i noticed two things: First, his mouth seemed to have blood in it. Was that from me? Second. his dick was now only inches away from my pussy. He said "You know, there is a way we can cure both our blue balls..." "I don't want AIDS. Or any babies. Please?" "Don't condoms protect against all babies?" I figured that was true. They aren't perfect protection, but also, FUCK. I NEED THAT DICK. I reached behind the bed and pulled out a condom. He unwrapped it and put it on, then slid inside of me. My GOD did it feel good. I had never felt anything besides a dildo and that had nothing on the real deal. I started moaning loudly. I was so ready to cum. After he was in, and I was moaning like a cat in heat, I expected him to pick up the pace and start railing me, but he didn't. He started extremely slow. At first, I thought this was a sweet thing, to make sure I was ready, but after a significant period of time, he still hadn't picked up pace. I started trying to pull him up and fuck me faster. I tried to move my body down to increase the friction, but he wouldn't budge; and he kept me still. He said "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes" I begged. "Well there is one other thing that would help." "Anything, as long as you keep the condom on." I replied. "Okay, well I have a fetish. I like to be in control. Complete control." He got off me, and I felt a void as his dick left my pussy. He reached down into his bag, and he brought out a couple pairs of handcuffs and a blindfold. "No." I said, flatly. "I'm not stupid." "Oh okay, well that is good for you. I'll just leave them here in case you change your mind." Tim said, as he placed them next to me on the bed. He then got on top of me again, and slowly started teasing his dick into my hole. I started moaning ravenously, edging him onwards. I needed him to enter me now. All of him. I started begging "please. please. fuck me." "Oh, you want me to fuck you, well first, lets try these." He picked up the blindfolds had placed beside me and he moved to place them over my head. I didn't stop him. I could always take them off if I needed. As soon as they were on, the world went dark, and he finally fully entered me. Oh god he entered me. I felt his dick hitting spots I didn't know I had. He started slow at first, but started getting a little faster. As he did, I started moaning harder and harder; I could feel myself building towards an orgasm. I couldn't see or hear anything outside of this orgasmic lust as he started hammering me. Then I hear a click and I feel something close around my wrists. I move to remove the blindfold, but whatever is holding my wrists is too strong and my hands are pulled to the side of the headboard. I realize too late they're his handcuffs, and my hands are firmly trapped on either side of me. I yell out the motel name, and ask someone to come get me. Tim says "I don't know if that was a good idea..." he then pokes his penis back inside me. "besides which, I don't think it will matter at this point." His penis feels AMAZING. Like, it had felt good before, but now I can feel it's heat, I can feel my skin vibrate with the friction as he comes in and out. I start moaning, but then I realize why; he wasn't wearing a condom. "Wait," I gasp, breathless from the pleasure. "Please... condom..." "No." Tim replied. "It's far too late for that. You're a slut forever now." Tim finally picked up his pace as he started hammering my pussy. I tried to close my legs, but it was of no use, I was too weak and far too wet. I started screaming in pleasure. I could feel an orgasm coming. He started choking me. He said "No bitch, you don't cum until I do." but that just drove me crazy. He went into overdrive, thrusting his bare cock into me. I begged one last time "Please don't give me AIDS!" but his breath was ragged now. Between grunts he said "Oh no bitch, I've got a crazy high viral load, and your insides are all torn up. You're a goner for sure." At that, my body went into a wild orgasm. I started screaming in pleasure. Tim went into overdrive, thrusting his bare cock into me. I felt it expand, then Time left out a huge moan as he exploded inside me. I felt squirt after squirt of his poisonous cum coating my insides. I couldn't say anything for at least another 30 seconds though, as I was waiting for my own orgasm to subside. Finally, Tim pulled out of me and crawled off. When he did, all I felt was the emptiness. Fuck, did I want him back already? As if on command, I felt him return. "Hey baby." He said, except, there was no accent now. I couldn't tell before because of the blindfold, but this wasn't Tim. I panicked and tried to get out again, but this time I heard Tim's voice to the side. He said "I told you, you shouldn't have told them the name of the motel. Now they will show up and expect a turn. You did not really think they cared about your safety, did you/" The new guy already had his prick out and slid it into me, bare. "Nah bitch, I told you over text, you're a cock sleeve. Now you finally learn your place." The new guy started fucking me like Tim, hard and fast. After only a few minutes, he came inside me. Within seconds, someone else had taken his place. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was supposed to be safe? And now I had some 30 guys cumming in me in one night? I was almost certainly pregnant, with HIV, and some number of other STD's. Dear God, what have I done? At some point in the night I passed out. The next morning, I woke up and realized my hands were free. I pulled off the blindfold, but everyone had left. My laptop was still recording the live stream. I could see myself on the screen approaching it. I was covered in semen and blood. I closed the stream and considered what to do next. I wasn't sure how to feel. It was orgasmic, painful, terrifying, and somehow, I wanted it to happen again? I didn't know how to feel. I didn't get a chance either. Two days later, my mother called. One of my 'regulars' had sent my whole family the video. I hung up. I don't know what to think of that. A couple weeks later, I got the worst flu of my life. I then tested positive for HIV, and several other things. The night had probably ruined my life, but god was it fun, maybe even, freeing?

I love the planning and then slow deliberate execution building to total submission of will. I love watching videos of Masters that put subs through the ringer.

Before I put out the next chapter, just for a bit of fun and to involve the readers of this story, if you think that Bill's friend Ronald should have the following tattoo then give this image a ''piggy'' reaction;

I agree! Natural male scent is Nature's poppers. Even the slight hints of my own scent get my turned on and seeking out other males. Love going to sex parties and sex resorts where guys are like me and smell like males. really amps up the Lust factor. deodorant covers all that up and desexualizes males.

My dad never wore deodorant. When he would get home after work I could smell his man scent and it drove me wild. There is nothing hotter than a man with his natural sent. I love sucking on a man cock and having my nose buried in his pubes smelling his essence. I believe every man has his own scent and it attracts other men. Put me in a gym with sweaty men and my pussy twitches.

Thank you! We had A LOT of fun making that video! I’m so glad you like it!!

I was introduced to sex very early, I think at 6 years old, it started with a friend of the same age teaching me to suck him, I wanted to find out more, but he didn't know, so he told me who taught these things he was his uncle for him, so I asked him to take me to his uncle, he was already a mature man and he lived in the vicinity of my friend's house, so it was very easy for him to abuse it without the family noticing, there I learned to serve and be fucked, whenever i remember it i get horny. I'm sure this event made who I have become today

Part 2 This whole situation evolved into something Chris had never thought about. He was down with being on his back and tied to the bed, it wasn´t even the first time he fucked like that. Being the more submissive partner wasn´t something he was used to, but he´d never complain about a little spice in bed. This here though was something else. A attractive young guy fingering himself, starring into his eyes, while using is precum as lube for hole. This was so wrong and danferouse, but somehow extremly exciting for him. He shouldn´t be turned on by this, yet he was. It was terring him apart, knowing this was something he should prevent at all costs, while at the same time wanting to go through with Miles plan of potentially infecting himself with HIV. Not that he had any say in it really, being tied down, at the mercy of that stud who was straddiling him. "You look cute when you are thinking, did you know that?" Miles said, while collecting another drop of pre on his finger. He pressed his finger in his hole once again, moaning lowly while doing so. "Man, you are leaking so much I could do this all day long. But I think we both want to take this to the next step don´t we?" he said, finger knuckle deep in himself. He pulled out and sat down on Chris´s lap again, hand behind his back and slowly stroking the tops balls. "Just imagine how that big cock of yours would feel in my ass. Wet with my spit and your pre, we wouldn´t even need lube now, you know." He grapped his balls a bit more forcefully, making Chris gasp. "You know, I´ve heared not using condoms increases the sensation for the top, you know, skin-to-skin and nothing in-between. You can´t tell me you haven´t thought about it." And they both knew he was right about that. Almost mad with lust the tied down stud gave him a short nod, not knowing what else to do. He hadn´t shot inside another guy in so long, the idea by itself was so tempting. "I haven´t done that in a while" Chris panted. Miles had him exactly where he wanted him to be. Unable to move, conflicted about the idea, but ever so slightly giving in. But he didn´t want to do the first step, it just wasn´t fun to do that. No, he wanted Chris to initiate. He could just take his dick, ride him until he cums inside him and be done with it, but where is the fun in that? Still with his hand on his nuts he spoke again "They are so big and heavy, I bet you have a big load in there for me, don´t you stud? I´d love to feel it all inside my hole, I wouldn´t let it leak out. Maybe you even have more than one load in there." He lowered himself down a bit more, just enough so that the head of Chris cock felt the heat of his hole. "Fuck..." the guy beneath Chris murmured. Lightly stroking the abs of the top, the tied down guy began to realize that Miles would eventually get from him what he wanted. "I wanna fuck you but..." he began, only to lose his train of thought immediately. "But what?" the bottom asked slowly. Chris didn´t answer. Miles leaned forward, almost in kissing distance of Chris, who was trying to connect their lips but failed due to to the handcuffs. "Maybe we can meet each other half way?" he said seductively. The stud beneath him only nodded slowly. Miles began to lower himself further while grabbing Chris dick and lining it up with his inviting hole. Chris pushed up a little, coming into contact with that desired hole for the first time. Both starring into each others eyes when the cock met the holes resistence, but neither stopping in their motion, both intended to finally fuck. Miles hole gave way to Chris dick and Chris entered him, both moaning simultaneously.

Part 10 I made TJ stay in that position as I went to get the plug, the fat one. I wanted him to watch his friends as my cum dripped out of his just fucked hole. I shoved the crystal covered plug into his hole fast and hard, enjoying his groans and whimpers of pain as the T did it's job burning his tender hole. There was a knock on the door. I made TJ kneel in the middle of the living room with his legs spread, his arms behind his back and his head bowed. I grabbed a blindfold and put it on him before I answered the door. I already knew who it was before I even answered. It was a guy from down the hall that I sold weed to. He stopped by every other Friday when he got paid for a sack and a little extra. He was cool with me being gay and having subs. In fact, the little extra he came for was a blowjob from whatever whore I currently had. His fat bitch of a wife wouldn't put out any more, so he got some relief at my place. After we did our deal, I walked him over to my newest whore. Juan dropped his pants and grabbed TJ's head and yanked it back. He opened his mouth in surprise and Juan put his fat Mexican cock into his mouth. My slave instantly closed his mouth and started sucking. He raised his hands and tried to put his hands on the cock he was sucking, but Carlos pulled out and slapped him hard across his face. TJ cried out in pain and surprise! "Keep your hands behind your back gringo faggot!" He ordered my whore in his thick Mexican accent. "I'm sorry." TJ replied in a scared voice. Carlos just grabbed his hair and stuck his cock back in. He held a fistful of TJ's hair as skull fucked the kid. I just stood back and hit the pipe, enjoying the show. I didn't know what I liked more....watching my straight skaterboy take cock his mouth or his ass! They BOTH were hot. I handed Carlos some poppers and he held them under TJ's nose, making the boy take several hits in each nostril. "Oh yeah..........breathe in you faggot whore!" Juan demanded. TJ breathed in the fumes until I could see he was a little wobbly. Then Juan really went to town on the teenager. He pounded TJ's face as the kid choked and gagged, coughing up spit whenever Juan pulled his cock out long enough for TJ to breath. Juan kept up the brutal face fuck until he smashed TJ's face into his pubes and held him there tight as he pumped his pent up load into the teenage whore. TJ just struggled and flailed as he was drowned in cum. After Juan left I got TJ dressed to go out. Well, dressed consisted of just his leather items and a pair of ripped up jeans. He looked so hot and dirty as I led him on a leash, barefoot to the car, like a good slave. And like a slave, I was really going to put him through the wringer tonight. Our first stop was the bookstore. It was the perfect time, Friday night at 5. There would be lots of available cocks to suck. Married guys loved to stop by on their way home to their bitch wives for a quick blowjob. And sure enough, there were quite a few cars there. We paid and luckily my favourite booth was open. And there was an extra treat waiting. Someone had jizzed on the dirty floor, and I used the opportunity to further degrade TJ. I mixed a little T into the cum and pushed TJ's face toward it. He tried to avoid doing what he knew I wanted him to do, but I quickly backhanded him and grabbed his hair. "You will lick that up you filthy little whore!" I said as I pushed his face into it. "Or you will never get another thing from me!" TJ hesitantly stuck his tongue out and I pushed him down into it. "Lick it whore!" I demanded him again. He lapped it up as I held his head down. Soon it was all gone. "Now, start sucking!" TJ crawled to a hole, and soon a cock was poking through and he took it into his mouth. I smiled as I watched him swallow the strangers cum that was soon pumped into his straight boy teenage mouth. After I had watched him suck off 4 more cocks, I went on a little mission. I searched the empty rooms and the various garbages and soon had found 5 used condoms with loads still in them. I went back to the booth to find TJ exactly where he should be. On his hands and knees with a cock in his mouth. I undid his jeans and pulled them down exposing his hairy ass. I grabbed the plug and pulled it out as TJ groaned with the cock in his mouth. I stuck my finger in him, enjoying how loose his hole was becoming. I carefully emptied all the cum into one condom, then stuffed that condom into TJ's hole. With a little dexterity, I squeezed out the contents into my little skater whore. Then I took a nice sized shard and pushed it into his cummy hole. I made sure to rub the shard into his intestine walls while I enjoyed the wetness I felt. TJ whined a bit as his insides started burning again, and grunted in pain as I shoved the plug back into him. I left his jeans down, enjoying how slutty he looked giving head like that with his ass exposed. After a couple of hours and 12 loads in TJ's stomach, I decided it was time to move to the next stop on our little journey. There was an area of the city that had a large homeless population. It also happened to be in a couple of abandoned buildings. The cops didn't really patrol the area. I know this because I frequently would take my whores there to service the homeless guys. Tonight it was TJ's turn. I gave him some laced Gatorade to drink on our drive over there, and I let him hit the pipe a few times as well. By the time we got there, he was visibly fucked up. I led his barefoot ass into one of the buildings and through a little maze. We passed many homeless guys on the way, and most of them knew what was up. A couple of them started following us. The place stunk. It reeked like piss and body odor, and that actually aroused me a bit knowing TJ was about to be debased like he had never been before. We reached a room that had some exposed pipes, and I attached TJ's leash to one, locking it so he couldn't go anywhere. Then I stripped him of his jeans, totally exposing him. He looked frightened as he saw people moving in the shadows. Even in his fucked up state, he knew what was up. I didn't say anything as I produced a syringe and quickly stuck TJ. Then I pulled the plug out of his ass and retreated to the shadows to stand back and watch. The first guy that approached TJ pushed him to his knees before fishing out a soft cock. TJ was so fucked up that he didn't even hesitate. He just opened his mouth and the homeless guy stuck his cock right in. I could see him gag from the smell of the dirty cock he was sucking, and that made my dick twitch. The homeless guy just held TJ's head as his hips pounded his average size cock into the warm, wet hole. A couple more guys were standing around, rubbing their cocks through their pants, waiting for their turn. The guy fucking TJ's mouth didn't last very long, and was soon pumping his load into my straight skater whore. As soon as he stepped away, another guy took his place. He grabbed TJ's hair and slammed what had to be an 8 inch cock all the way down TJ's throat. TJ gagged as the man held him there. Meanwhile, another man had come up behind TJ. He just dropped his pants and rammed a nice thick cock balls deep in TJ's ass. TJ let out a muffled scream as his hole was suddenly stretched open. The guy in TJ's throat pulled out and TJ coughed out some phlegm. The guy in TJ's pussy grabbed his skinny waist and pounded away. The other guy rammed his cock back down TJ's throat. I just stood back and enjoyed the show, rubbing my hard cock through my pants. This is what I love about the homeless guys. They don't make gentle love, they are rough and brutal. It's probably been months for them without a hole to cum in, so when they finally get one, they pound it for all its worth. Even the straight guys will partake because for them it's not a gay thing. It's just a warm, wet hole to dump in. Like in prison. I smiled as I watched the men dump their loads in my drugged up teenage whore. This was a place I would bring TJ to many times in the future. In all, I watched 10 guys dump into TJ's pussy, and another 14 down his throat. By the time they were finished, TJ was a mess lying in the dirt, where the little piece of trash belonged. But his night was far from over, and we had one more stop to make.

Part 4 My whore just lay there on the dirty matress barely moving after his brutal poz fuck. I sat there looking at him while I smoked a cig. "Roll over and show me your cunt!" I ordered. Cory immediately did as told, grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, showing us his red, oozing, fuckhole. We just laughed at the slut. "He minds well." commented Andre. "Yea," I said, "he already knows there's no use in disobeying me." Standing up, I spit on his face, followed by the other two men. "You wanna sell him today man?" Asked Andre. I know a few guys who would pay for some nice teen pussy." "Hell yea I do! No since wasting time. But I wanna film it. They can wear masks, but I wanna get his whole birthday on film to sell. Any poz guys?" "Yea, a couple. How much you selling him for?" "Since he's fresh, even though his pussy is already sloppy, we'll go with $50, but they can be as brutal as they want." "Aight, I'll get the word out now, shouldn't take long." And it didn't. His first official john showed up within an hour. I made sure Cory got another big slam before I turned the guy loose on him. I had the camera set up to catch the action so I wouldn't be in the room to impede the festivities. We just handed the guy a ski mask and let him in the bedroom. We sat in the living room, smoking a fresh pipe. Soon we heard Cory getting beat, his screams making my own cock stir in my jeans. Not too long later the guy came out of the room, handed me $50 bucks and left. I could hear Cory sobbing into the matress. "That's some fucked up shit man." laughed Andre. "Yea I know, but it's hot." I replied. The scene repeated itself many times over the next few hours. The fourth guy used his belt to blister my whore's ass real good. We could hear every time the leather was laid into him, followed by a loud scream from my son. After each john left I would inspect my property to make sure he wasn't seriously injured. But other than welts and bruises, he was alright. By the end of the night, I had $700 bucks in my hand. I gave $300 to Andre, since he was basically acting as a pimp that day. So I figured $400 for sitting on my ass and smoking was pretty good. We went into the bedroom where Cory just lay face down on the matress. His body covered in the marks of his abuse. His ass had severe welts on it, as did other parts of his body. Bruises covered his arms and legs, his face a dark red from repeated slappings, and the beginning of a black eye. He looked like a real roughed up prison bitch. But we weren't finished with him yet. We stripped off our clothes, my cock rock hard looking down at my fucked up son. I laid down on the matress and grabbed Cory, pulling his body on top of mine. With no effort, I rammed my cock up his cunt, it was so loose and wet. He just moaned as I entered him. Andre moved in on top of his back, and lined his cock up to Cory's hole, and forced it in next to mine. Cory just threw his head back and squealed at this new intrusion on his already ripped and sore hole. Andre just powered in, burying himself to the hilt, then started power fucking my son. I just laid there and let him do the work. "You like that boy?" I spoke into Cory's ear. "Tell me son. Tell me you love it. Tell me you are Daddy's whore. Thank me for your birthday presents." "Thank you Daddy," Cory panted, his mind and body too fucked up to resist anything. "Thank you for my birthday. I love you Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." He just repeated that over and over. I knew I totally owned him. Andre must have fucked him for 20 minutes before he blasted another load in my son. As soon as he pulled out, Jamal took his place. Cory's hole offered no resistance, accepting the log right up his trashed out hole. Cory just moaned and begged to be fucked more. I grabbed his head and planted my lips on his neck, sucking as hard as I could. Soon I left a dark red mark, and moved to a new spot. I bit down, breaking the skin and tasted blood. This sent me over the edge and I started fucking his pussy hard with Jamal. Soon we were both dumping two more loads in my sons wrecked mancunt. 22. That's at least how many loads my whore took that day. Watching later what I had taped was so hot, watching anonymous men beat and fuck my son, I couldn't wait to get it edited and online for sale. I knew plenty of sick fucks would pay well for it.

i have a top buddy that likes to start our fuck sessions by lubing the head of my cock and then fucking my ass with my cock until i cum in my own ass he then proceeds to use my cum as lube to fuck me and add his cum to my own steve